It's a larp we all play where the title "youtuber" infers alot.
But in the case of a god damned murder.
it's just a dude who uploaded to youtube.
Who gives a SHIT about your perspective.
I even tried myself, like, what if Markplier turned out to be a murderer? How would I feel, how does that affect people, and you know, I'd make a tumblr post, it wouldn't be labeled or anything, no grandious wordings and an attempt to philosophize it, it'd be like, mayyyybe 3 paragraphs? Like, if I didn't...edit it, and just let verbal vomit have it's way.
But genuinely the next thought was "I wouldn't make a fucking youtube video" Like it just came naturally. Of course I wouldn't. Because why. Why god why would anyone want anyone's perspective on some dude who uploaded shit online who turned out to be a murderer.
Gotta be the center of god damned attention! Or else, how can I do a unique clickbait on a youtuber who turned out to be a murderer.
If he was your favorite, you don't need to involve it in the god damned title. Like no one is there for that, they're there specifically to learn about the youtuber, not your dumbass.
Like I'm sure the video's fine! Probably has something, idunno what possibly, to say, looked like it had decent editing, horrible pacing and writing, but like.
That title is just Immoral. It's not okay. For that to have been the conscious choice for the title just speaks volumes. There's alot of nuance and blurred lines, I'm just impressed, he found just the perfect "That's not okay and there's nothing to gain from it" shitpost that's absolutely unironic and so detrimentally unself-aware it becomes apathetically fucking frustrating in a confusing way, where you just wanna not care, but there's apart of you still sitting on it, thinking, How. How did that happen.
Born a new emotion from me, an apathetic frustration to something that's really not that important, but boy does it leave an impact and impression. Like grand scheme of things there's something else worth investing time in, and I think that's really the basis of all of it.
The fact No one. Not one Soul. Had this thought, nor could possibly care, but here comes this one dude. Stomping on the grave for a selfie, something so vapid, so pointless, it only served to raise his statistics and viewership.
Congrats man, the Dead Murdered Person certainly appreciates that title, but me, the person watching you dancing on that fucking grave for just the right angle and lighting, I do not. And I'm alive. So. Congrats man. Maybe like, look around ya before abandoning your humanity.
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Everyone loves the Boyfriend Jacket, but what about the Husband Coat?
Diluc draping his coat across your shoulders because you forgot your own? Immediately looking the other direction to hide the heat coming to his cheeks when you settle into it?
Zhongli's thinly veiled swell of pride when he sees his coat around your shoulders? Savoring the scent of your perfume as long as he can for days after you've returned it to him?
Wriothesley's little half complaints about the chill in his office after you've taken his coat? Hiding how much he actively enjoys the sight of you utterly swamped in the fur and bulk of fabric?
Neuvillette having removed his mantle and stole in order to drape his robes across your sleeping form? His inability to completely focus back on his work after he sees how immediately you curl into it with that satisfied little hum he's come to enjoy so dearly?
Just...husband coats...
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"I always wanted [Dorian] to be Chaotic Good, and then I found that the more things I got encountered with, the less good that he was. It was less about an in-line morality, and more about his dedication to his friends. Which, once that started to happen, especially with the bond with Orym, the through line that, for me, that Dorian started to take was: Friends above all else. All else."
--Robbie Daymond, on Dorian, Exandria Unlimited Wrap-Up
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