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[everyhidan]

[wu-does-art]

coming out as a "Will snores obnoxiously loud" and "Nico breaths so quietly you can barely tell hes alive" truther

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔖𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔶 ℭ𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔫𝔰 𝔦𝔫 ℌ𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔰

[charleslee-valentine]

welp. can’t argue with that.

[yesiscandyskiller]

New Baby and Otis stickers! 💜🔪

🟢 Commissions Open!!

[onlineviolence]

magnitudes

[nightmaredazzling]

𝕸𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖘 | 𝕺𝖟𝖟𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖙 2010, 𝖀𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖉𝖔𝖒 🖤🤘☠️

[ahopefulbromantic]

HEY UM SO DO YOU THINK WHEN JOHN RECLINED ON JESUS' BOSOM DURING THE LAST SUPPER THAT JESUS THOUGHT OF SONGS 1,13? AS IN:

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh

that lies between my breasts.

BECAUSE THAT'S VERY MUCH ABOUT JOHN IN THAT MOMENT??? IT'S NOT JUST ME RIGHT?!

[rookanisstuff]

Ooh it’s got a little kick to it 😦

[poobit]

silent hill doodling

[windcarvedlyre]

I've been following @druidposting's DR2 playthrough on discord and we just had a really good discussion about DR's Closing Arguments. Specifically the way the murderer is depicted as grey and featureless, which until now I found a bit annoying.

In Danganronpa it's repeatedly the case that we don't have the full picture until the talking actually stops- which always goes beyond the end of the trial. We generally vote first and come to understand what the murderer's actual motive was, sometimes filling in important pieces of the timeline in the process, afterwards.

But none of that matters for the killing game because characters' emotions aren't directly relevant to who was the 'blackened'- the only thing that matters to Monokuma- so it comes out afterwards and does nothing to change their execution. It doesn't matter how sympathetic they are (basically everyone) or whether other people share responsibility for the situation (eg. Hanamura, Pekoyama, Momota) or whether they intended to murder at all (Nanami). They objectively pulled the trigger and nothing else matters. Nothing about them as a person matters.

The Closing Argument mechanic might illustrate that problem- literally. They're a dramatic, conclusive summary of the entire case... constructed before the vote even happens, before we know if we're actually right, and they're missing something really important:

The actual perpetrator.

We quite literally don't even begin to see the real person behind the crime, any real exploration of their mental state, anything besides the cold, hard facts of the murder that are necessary to convict them, until the comic finishes and the protagonist makes their final accusation- replacing the grey figure with their real appearance in a shot that's often intensely emotional.

And these comics lack crucial parts of the case's timeline and sometimes important parts of the very scenes they depict that we only find out about afterwards. And those are what we know; characters may die with some pieces of the truth and prevent us from ever learning them. These aren't objective depictions of the murder, they're the protagonist's subjective attempt to connect the facts they have. A join-the-dots portrait of someone with missing dots and no colour.

Even characters' expressions may not match how they truly feel, with the grey placeholder potentially looking way more confident and sinister than they were in reality. Pasting Falter's commentary here since they put it well.

For obvious reasons this could especially be a problem for characters that die before the trial- the ones we never get a post-vote testimony from. DR1 chapter 4 really highlighted that in the way Asahina's huge misinterpretation of Oogami's feelings took up a lot of the post-trial discussion, only for Monokuma to reveal Oogami's real suicide note and recontextualise everything.

It might really be a problem for how Komaeda's depicted in DR2 chapter 5. While he isn't greyed out, we get panel after panel where he's either level-headed or maniacally evil, and even the depictions of his self-torture and death don't humanise him:

But we know that his real feelings were more complicated than that. We have his actual corpse to compare the last page to.

He died afraid.

If we approach the comic as Hinata's mental image of him instead of reality, he died without anyone truly understanding him. He was alarming, very hard to relate to, actively fought against people doing so, ensured even the killer didn't watch him die, and the survivors couldn't begin to understand his motive until a chapter later. The Closing Argument reflects that.

Early in DR1 Togami calls out the rest of his class for judging others by their own standards. However, he, too, is doing this, maybe more so than many other characters; his inability to view other people through anything but the cold, brutal logic of the killing game bites him in the ass in chapter 4. In DR2 chapter 2 voting without a good understanding of Pekoyama's motive or Kuzuryuu's involvement nearly got everyone killed. Komaeda's a walking embodiment of the problems with flattening people into caricatures and not empathising with them, suffered from people doing that back to him, and his case- the Closing Argument for which turned everyone else into grey placeholders- was impossible to solve with objective facts. It was only survivable because the survivors cooperated and one person tried to analyse things the way he would.

The games have always been a critique of the justice system and Japanese society and push us to care about others as individuals, not reduce them to- and judge their right to exist by- something they've done or their net impact on society. There are always consequences when someone neglects to do that, and the above might be yet another way the games explore that theme.

[dashamanych]

Quick concept on my dontstarve self! :D Daria Manych, but with flipped M...

Wasnt trying to convey original style perfectly, just tried to match the vibe! :) And also uhhhh i think i tried to make her fit into universe. I love all that 50s stuff, and even tho she lives way earlier i guess (...i am not sure what time does ds take place??? always thought its some kind of 1900s-1910s??) her personality is mostly based on all that suburban stuff.... But she do have som funny quirks!!^w^ true burton-esque girl Since thats self sona, i granted her with my favourite hat!! and with borderline. sorry girl good luck with your sanity

I actually loved dont starve exactly for funny contrasts. Like. Oh god poor scared scientist alone in the woods...... these hands were made for experiments not chopping trees....... oh god is there CHILDREN SURVIVORS? So Wanych is literally about these contrasts.

Being a housewife she was reeeeallyyy attached to her house, all that cosiness and warmth, you know! But one insuccesfull purchase changed her life FOREVER... Never buy second hand appliances

SO NOW! she is stuck there!!! And now she is trying to get back at least small pieces of her little world she used to live in... Such a tragedy.

Also had a funny time thinking about her little perks and mechanics. Like all that house building stuff, the mood changes.... I think she might have ability to craft cosmetics for herself (and others! Lol). Beware, survivors!

[bosinclairsgff]

Cock warming with Otis Driftwood

Warnings: NSFW

A/n THIS FEELS WRONG TO POST. Also first ever smutty fic, give me a break 🙄🫶🏻

Otis hadn’t given you any attention all day. He was busy doing one of his projects and messing with his newest victim. All day he’s barely said two words to you. All you wanted was just a tiny bit of his attention, that’s not to much to ask for right?

Making your way to his work area you found him sitting down and drawing something at his desk. “Otis?” You stand beside him looking down fiddling with your hands. He says nothing but lets out an annoyed sigh. “Are you really busy?” You ask. He throws down his pencil, scooting his chair back slightly. “What does it fucking look like y/n!” Otis yells. “I’m sorry….I just want to be near you. I need you.” You look up at him, making eye contact. Otis notices you squeezing your thighs together. He says nothing for a moment, just rolls his eyes. “Fuck. Fine you can sit on my lap but you make the slightest bit of noice or move at all, I’ll gut you like a fucking pig.” He says in a dark tone. You happily nod and slip your pants off in one swift motion. Otis slides his already hard cock out of his pants waiting for you to take your seat. Straddling his thighs and gripping his shoulders, you lower yourself onto him. Having to bite your lip to hold back a moan. He lets out a shaky sigh. “Remember one fucking peep and your dead.” He whispers into your ear. You nod frantically.

Otis continues to work on his art. A few minutes pass by and you slightly shift in his lap. His hand’s immediately grip your waist, so tight you know bruises will form. “I..I’m sorry Otis I didn’t mean to!” You try to explain. “You think I’m fucking kidding bitch? You think just because I have a soft spot for you I still won’t gut you like some worthless pig?” He spits out. You let out a whimper knowing you couldn’t last much long just sitting sit. “Please let me move, please I need you Otis.” You whisper. He considers what you say for a moment. Without warning he lifts you up slightly then pulls you back down roughly. You let out a gasp. “What did I say about making noise.” Otis says. You bite your lip to quiet yourself. He continues his attack on you, thrusting upwards and helping you find a rhythm. You can feel yourself getting close, biting your lip so hard you draw blood. Otis’s breath was starting to pick up and he was getting sloppy with his thrusts. He pushes you off him, only to press you down on his desk. It’s cold on your tummy. He warms you up though by entering you again in one quick movement. Going a brutal pace you can feel yourself about to explode. Again, he gets sloppy, you know he’s about to cum. “Come on mama cum with me.” He grunts. Just as he says that he pushes deeply into you and you both cum together.

Otis stay there for a moment, hunched over you. After that though he lets go of you and pulls out. You let out a whine not wanting to be empty. “Get the fuck out of here now I’ve got work to do. I know you don’t know what that’s like. You don’t do shit.” He barks out. Normally you’d be hurt but you were so fucked dumb it didn’t even register in your mind that he was being mean.

[crimescrimson]

The Alternative Costumes of Resident Evil 2 (2019): Leon S. Kennedy & Classic

[beepartcollection]

Did you guys know the concept of community added cosmetics was Bidwell's idea I like to think he goes through cosmetics himself, with occasional merc input

[venus-salam-the-puppet]

Could you write Baby, Chop Top, Nubbins and Lester with an s/o who dresses like them? Not their clothes and not like the exact items but similar fashion?

Yep!

Baby helps you get dressed all the time if you do

She loves to have a simmiar style to you

She will dress you

Doesn't matter what you want

This man doesn't notice it at all

I wish I was joking but I know my husband and he won't be able to tell that his s/o in this sense is dressing like him

He just likes listening to you

your his music lol

Like his twin doesn't notices

But he look at you and at him a lot before putting it together

Yeaaaa he a little bit like baby and dresses you now

Lester realized real quick

I headcannon him personally to steal Bo clothes back when he was Lester age

So when Lester see that he immediately will try to give you "his" clothes