#it's due tonight

[number1villainstan]

Ok, so, I have a random question and it’s something that’s been bugging me for a while but I don’t know how to go about figuring it out so I decided I’d ask you cos I know it’s something you can probably know more about.

Would you say that from a meta standpoint, that Doktor Blutwurst is a good character? Like, his canonical backstory and how he is as a villain and such, would you say he’s a good character? Not likeable but well written/well executed I suppose.

Take your time answering this, there’s no rush.

Hmm, that is a good question. I'm not sure if I'd say he's a well-fleshed out character, especially because a lot of the tropes surrounding his backstory are kind of overused for cheap sympathy plays and because we see very little of him, but I'd definitely say he's the most character lmao

Okay, so--Blutwurst's role in the story is as an antagonist, obviously, but we can get more specific than that. The main emotions that Blutwurst's depiction in-game are meant to evoke are disgust and hatred; outside the diary entries that insinuate he was raised in an abusive household, he's never presented as sympathetic or kind or fair or with any sort of redeeming quality. The game gives him no charisma, not like Hax. To this end, the game not only shows him engaging in undeniably harmful acts and conduct, but also uses a variety of common (fatphobic, ableist, probably racist too) tropes to establish him as a "gross villain" right off the bat. I won't get into them right now, but I will say that these tropes seem to convince the average player to hate and be disgusted by Blutwurst pretty quickly.

(It bears saying right now that you and I, Horizon, are not average players/viewers--we're living a lot of the things those bigoted tropes are based on and know that That's Not How It Works, and we can use ourselves and our life experience as reference to figure out what's going on inside Blutwurst's head. In other words, he's more sympathetic to us than he is to the average viewer because we share certain traits with him.)

In the sense of doing what he's supposed to do, providing a Hate Sink for the player, then yeah he does a pretty good job for the average player, even though the designers used bigoted tropes to do it. In the sense of being well-fleshed-out or realistic, not so much--but then again, as a general rule, Hate Sinks generally aren't very well-fleshed-out, because knowing a character's backstory tends to make the average player hate them less. I hope that answers the question?

[djs-horny-blog-lmao]

goddamnit i get the most horny/emptyheaded wheneverr i have a deadline

[rwwinton]

Me: “I’m going to do my final project for my queer studies class on historical queerness because I felt that context was lacking in this class.”

Also me: has spent 2k words discussing The Adventures of Roderick Random (1748, by Tobias Smollett) and how the 18th century reader could clearly tell the difference between the period-equivalent “flamboyant gay male” stereotype that was Captain Whiffle and the normal-for-the-period kissing and embracing of two male friends who haven’t seen each other in months and how that distinction has vanished in the 21st century due to a long period of homophobia that tells men they can’t show affection or they are gay

[luminousjellyfishy]

Instead of doing my school work, I starting working on a fanfic

I haven't written fanfic in so long why now

[gideonisms]

we don't think enough about the fact that pyrrha dve had to get up every day and go to her construction job. She was mourning the last polycule while starting the next one (btw everyone in both polycules was doomed to die including pyrrha herself) but she literally still had to get up and go to her shifts... she was on that minimum wage grind the whole time... however much credit we give her we don't give her enough

[fictionadventurer]

Hot take: Bluey became such a massive hit because it's one of the few currently-running TV shows where parents and children are both treated as valuable people with rich inner lives.

After the death of the family sitcom, most shows are either: 1) aimed at children and show the parents as idiots who get in the way of the children's plans; 2) aimed at adults and show only childless single people; or (rarely) 3) family sitcoms where the parents and children are horrible people who hate their lives and yell a lot. So a show that portrays the children and the parents as people with interesting personalities who are doing their best and like spending time with each other filled a gap in the culture and people went crazy for it.

[futuristichedge]

Somethings wrong

[tojisun]

6 random songs from my 'On Repeat' Playlist

1. aerials - system of a down

2. hypnosis - sleep token

3. climbing up the walls - viscera

4. the jester's dance - in flames

5. cirice - ghost

6. how i fall apart - currents

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[icypiece]

[dailykaeyas]

justcame back from a wedding so have anothe phone doodle

[mmmelahii]

Did you know? That she dreams of you more nights than not. You propped upon her lap; regaling her with the machinations of your mind while she brushes your hair. Pausing only to press a kiss on your candle warmed cheek. She mourns your death as you live.

[gojoed]

your eyes didn't need to be open to know that he was looking at you. deft and lean fingers carded and twirled with the strands of your hair that were splayed over his lap. the soft wind that blew through the gojo estate drove the smell of summer to you.

satoru's fingers would sometimes wander to your face, tracing your features, following your jawline where at times his lips replaced his fingers. his lap was comfortable, sleep worthy even. not to mention the extra plush the traditional clothing he had on that helped guide your head to its place.

you also didn't need your eyes to be open to know that any minute now he would say something stupid.

"hey babe?"

"mm?" your eyes still closed.

"did you hear about the italian chef who died?"

you furrowed your brows, you haven't heard that one before.

"what italian chef are you talking about satoru."

"cmon just answer the question." you could practically hear the pout in his voice. which if you didn't listen, would turn to a tantrum. in turn it would turn into satoru proclaiming that you didn't love him anymore, that if you really did you would have just answered. you decided to save yourself the hassle.

"no satoru, i haven't heard about the italian chef who died."

"really? cause he pasta-way."

"..."

finally opening your eyes, you could see small wide pools of blue staring down at you. observing you as if he were a cat watching someone from across the room. except you were lying your head on his lap, and he picked up a strand of your hair and started tickling your face with it.

when he reached your mouth, you blew at your own hair. earning yourself a 'so mean' from your boyfriend. but that didn't stop him from continuing to draw unknown shapes on your face.

he looked handsome, you thought. although he was a teenager he still held his baby face within his features. but you could tell within a few short years the subtle baby fat still residing in his cheeks would soon fade to be replaced with a sharp jawline, maybe a more striking smile. the pink however, that always seemed to dust his face whenever he was with you, you hoped it never went away. and you hoped that the look he gave you with his eyes, you hoped that that stayed as long as you lived.

"why're you lookin' at me like that, pretty? you in love with me or something?"

satoru was such a tease.

"mm, with your money maybe."

satoru knew you were joking, but that didn't stop him from dropping that strand of hair he was playing with and releasing a sharp gasp from his pink and smooth lips (you suspect he was using your chapstick, satoru respectfully disagrees). he laid a hand over his chest, as if he was in pain.

"i knew it! you're just like the rest of them! maybe i should've listened to the old geezers when they told me you were bad news."

that made you laugh, a sound coming from deep within your abdomen, making your body slightly quake. that sound never failed to make a smile appear on satoru's face, so much so that he even smiled with his eyes. his skin crinkled at the edges.

lifting your arms, you placed you hands on his cheeks, pulling him in a little.

"baby, you're the one who's bad news. not me."

satoru hummed, enjoying the way you were slightly squishing his lips together and stroking his face. "the baddest, they just can't get enough of me." that put a smile on your face, satoru was so stupid.

"why did they even summon you here anyway, satoru?"

the question made satoru scoff slightly and roll his eyes. stupid, he could have made that look less hot than it was.

"stupid old farts wanna know how i'm doing at jujutsu high. i'm their dear 'satoru-kun' who's the face of the clan and that i need to act like it. i swear most of them probably have something stuck up their ass so deep they'll probably die with whatever's in there."

he huffed, nuzzling the side of his face with one of your palms. you always calmed him; your presence, your smell. everything about you made his mind calm but at the same time you made his heart race so much that he feared it would jump out of his chest — leaving him to chase after it only to give it to you on the palm of his hand. satoru gojo was the strongest, ever since birth. but he swears you made him the weakest man alive.

satoru pouted when he felt you lift yourself from his lap, ready to whine before he felt you guide his head to yours.

"you don't look so young yourself satoru, you might as well be an old fart."

"hey! i am young and beautiful, thank you very much! the white hair just adds to my charm, it's all natural. guys wish they could be me."

you smiled, leaning down to softly peck his lips.

"that's all they'll ever do then. you're one of a kind. my satoru."

satoru grinned, grabbing onto your forearms as you stared down at him while he stared at you. "all yours."

[sammaggs]

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[lifemod17]

I'm just living off of CRUMBS

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[very-clever-name]

finished up an old animation of mine

[sims2veronaville]

tanker truck