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I'm Sorry This Is Not What This Blog Is About But- Just-
i'm sorry this is not what this blog is about but- just-
BEASTARS IS JUST THE BEST PIECE OF MODERN MEDIA I'VE SEEN IN MY LIFE AARRGHHHHHH
LIKE- EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS JUST... so perfect 😭😭😭😭😭😭
THE CHARACTER ARCS???? OH MY GOD
THE NARRATIVE AND HOW EACH AND EVERY POINT IN TIME CONNECTS AND RELATES PERFECTLY TO SOMETHING BEFORE AND AFTER IT
THE ART STYLE COMPLEMENTS THE STORY SO WELL
AND THE WORLD BUILDING IS SO METICULOUSLY THOUGHT OUT
THERE ARE NO PLOT HOLES
THE ARE NO IMPERFECTIONS
PLUS LEGOSHI AND LOUIS MAKE ME WANT TO BALL MY EYES OUT IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL RELATIONSHIP IN THE WORLD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
that was it thank you
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