Blorbos at Conference!
Long time, no update, but this project is moving forward! This weekend, we're at a conference hosted by the Society for Cinema and Media Studies, or SCMS, presenting as part of a panel devoted to fan studies.
Why do panels matter?
First and foremost, it's a way to get research before a bunch of other researchers while it's still in progress. This helps catch poorly formed ideas, surface new good ideas, and share what's coming up with the fan studies research communities. It's also good for our humble PhD student CVs!
The Findings
Of course, the most interesting part is what, actually, we're presenting, AKA the findings! They're a work in progress, and the hardest part is the coding (talked about here). Therefore, I'm focusing on what I could do deep analysis on relatively quickly. (note: these images don't have image IDs because I summarize them below, but they're graphic representations of what I talk about in the text).
The majority of survey respondents were young: about 39% were 18-22 and 32% were 23-27. A further 17% were 28-32, about 8% were 33-37, and then it got progressively smaller from there. Shoutout to all 3 respondents who were 63 and over! So glad you're here.
In terms of social media usage, most people used tumblr - unsurprising, since that's where we got our most traction for the survey. Discord was the second most likely. Part of a later analysis will be seeing if these terms are more likely to be used by different age groups or on different platforms, which is cool.
Almost everyone surveyed had heard of these terms. Blorbo was the most-used and meow meow was least used, but very, very few respondents had not heard of these terms at all. This may be in part due to how we used them in our survey recruitment, since we did want to find people who knew what these terms were so that they could define them for us.
These numbers slope slightly down because something broke when we imported them into NVivo (a coding software) and frankly I don't understand it well even when it actually works, let alone when it breaks.
Here's a little visual of the terms you suggested for characters. Unfortunately, NVivo crashes every time I try to exclude words from this word bubble (like "term"), so it's not as clear as I'd like it to be, but there are some interesting ones. Particularly interesting are the cluster of gendered terms; husbando and waifu, malewife, sexyman, boy, girl, etc. I want to do some analysis of this because it parallels some preliminary coding results. Y'all also really find your blorbos scrunkly/skrunkly/scrungly, huh?
I also want to figure out how to tell the visualizer that "glup" and "shitto" go together, because "shitto" all by its lonesome over there is cracking me up.
Qualitative Findings
Like I said, the coding is...so far from done. That's mostly due to some Ao3-author levels of life disruption from both of us. BUT! I can tentatively say a couple of things:
There are notably clear definitions about these terms. We weren't sure if there even really was a definition of "blorbo", but it clearly refers to a very specific kind of one-true-character. By contrast, comfort characters are associated with experiencing positive emotions, and meow meows are more likely to be evil or morally grey (but you love them though).
Unsurprisingly, your characters make you happy. We're distinguishing between general positive emotions, attachment, relatability, and one-true-character belovedness. Also sexiness, but that (surprisingly) hasn't come up that much.
There are a couple of ways in which darker themes come up. Villains remain beloved, but a recurring theme is also using tragedy or trauma in fiction as catharsis.
Finally, there's a lot of playful and tactile language. "Rotating him in my mind" really is that common.
Additionally, I'm really interested in the role of gender. Many of you referred to your blorbos/meow meows as your guys, with some of you clarifying that it was "my little guy (gender neutral)". Others noted that most characters you'd seen people describe as blorbos or meow meows were men/masc. This did not come up for comfort characters. Analysis of the characters you consider exemplars of each definition will help flesh out this analysis.
Still to Come
SO much. Who are these characters? Is a specific character exclusively a meow meow, or are they also a common comfort character? What types of positive emotion are associated with each type? Are these character types or do they speak to a fan's individual (or a fandom's communal) relationship with a character?
Additionally - we didn't ask about neurodivergence, but many of y'all referenced it. I'm looking forward to exploring that as well.
That's all for now! I present this live in about two hours. If you're somehow following this account AND at SCMS, please come by!
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your writing is so scrunkly i love it..... if it weren't for ur blog my bones would be all squishy. but anyways could i request rise!donnie x reader where y/n is a vigilante or minor antagonist of sorts who donnie was previously kinda rivals with but they end up having to begrudgingly team up for one reason or another? they end up working together, kinda bonding, and developing crushes on each other by the end of it. had this concept in mind for a while i think it would be neat
Happy to help keep your bones.. hard? Ig? HAHSHSBD Thank you tho !! It's one thing to be called talented, it's another to be called skrunkly <3 /pos my only wish in life is to be someone's blorbo
And also !! I love this I love this I love this !!! I rly went ham on this one bc I had just so many ideas this is such a cool concept !!!!!!
Put a cut bc its.it's.. rly long...
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Warnings; Donnie almost dies, but not in an angst way in a cartoon way dw its brief, also cussing
( Romantic ) Rise ! Donnie x Gender Neutral Reader
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Under The Mask
The first time the turtles met you was on a routine pizza run- I MEAN patrol.
You were a wiz with tech, having programmed and built your own high tech high durability battle suit in your home. You didn't have many opportunities to use it, so you often wore it simply to find a rooftop somewhere and do some snooping.
Technical snooping of course.
You had a tendency to hack into high security servers, see if anything interesting was going on, any cool research or data you could take for yourself
Sure it was a little rude but all in the name of advancement.
As luck would have it, you stumbled across Donnie's remote wristband signal, finding it quite a challenge of your ability to hack into it.
Donnie, of course, was notified just a little too late, as you had broken in already, and he had been forced to watch in horror as you STOLE all of his precious research (duplicated beforehand of course, u weren't a monster)
His brothers were incredibly confused as he spent the next week and a half, obsessed with finding out just what NO GOOD CRIMINAL STOLE ALL HIS STUFF!
You, meanwhile, were swimming in new research and blueprints, spending the next week and a half modififying the blueprints you had stumbled upon, adding some of your own personal flair, before adding them to your battle suit happily
Donnie, who had dragged his brothers along with him, found you outside at the end of that week, testing out some of your new additions.
As Donnie stalked up to you, instantly going off on a rant about how SELFISH AND CRUEL AND AWFUL you were, you were incredibly happy he couldn't see your face underneath the suit or you were sure he'd make your life a nightmare
You listened for a few moments, before shrugging and just continuing to test out your suit. If he wanted to scream he could, but you were already bored.
"Oh no no no! You do not get to ignore me in a cool and collected manner! I need you to be as upset as I AM!"
And so, he pulled out his tech bo, and you grinned. Perfect! Real practice.
His brothers groaned and sat on the sidelines, watching the two of you fight.
You both had to admit, the other was incredibly skilled, enough that you were both intimidated and impressed.
That particular fight came to a head when Donnie hit you hard enough to short-circuit the rocket thrusters on your back.
And you were livid.
Those had taken you so long to perfect! A year of real actual research followed by months and months of equations, and almost another year's worth welding and building and circuitry, all down the drain with one swift kick.
You whipped around, grabbing his ankle and throwing him across the rooftop, ignoring his brothers cheers and whoops.
"You ruined my rockets! Those took years to build! And it'll take even longer to fix!" You yelled, voice distorted by the microphone in your mask.
And to your displeasure, he just grinned, lying on his stomach, and looking so smug with himself.
"And now, we're even. Ahaha."
Oh he'd fucking pay for this.
And from that night on, the both of you were set on one upping and destroying the other.
The others always knew when you were around, because Donnie would always gasp overdramatically, and point accusingly at you before screaming, "Gasp! My arch nemesis back again!"
And in return, you'd gasp, distorted by your mask, and point back at him, "My greatest enemy! What are you doing here?!"
And then you'd throw quips back and forth, and inevitably get into a nerd slap fight.
It made great entertainment though, Leo, Mikey and Raph always made sure to keep a popcorn bag on them at all times, just in case you showed up and they got front row seats to the show.
There was always weird tension between the two of you, but the tension got even worse when you fought a giant metal dog thing together
Let me explain.
Donnie had gone out on his own, having tracked down the purple dragons, who he knew were planning on stealing a certain microchip from a nearby tech facility.
Obviously he couldn't let that happen, and he knew his brothers wouldn't actually care, so he went on his own.
Surely he could handle this, he was Donatello for crying ou-
He got his ass handed to him.
So now he was tied up in the corner of the room, watching as they sat there and literally STOLE all his tech!
And just as he was about to try biting his way out of the mechanical binds, who waltzes in but you
"GASP. My greatest rival! What are you doing here?!" He exclaimed, seeing you jump a bit as you turned to see him.
"My arch nemesis! I could ask you the same question!"
The purple dragons looked up at you from Donnie's stolen tech, glancing between you two as you argued back and forth, giving them plenty of time to steal the micro chip and place it into one of their own inventions.
As a loud clanging and banging sounded beside you, you glanced over to the group, freezing as you saw a huge snarling mechanical beast in front of you, powered by the chip you had come to steal for yourself.
"Aw no fair.."
"Not helping!"
You glanced at Donnie, then the beast, before shrugging and rushing past him, ignoring his indignant cries as you used your (new!) spider arms to climb up the wall.
If you couldn't get the chip you'd just have to look around for other useful items.
But as you made it up to the ceiling you watched as the purple dragons celebrated near the door, not paying attention to the shivering and growling monster they had created.
And you saw that it was hovering over Donnie, staring at the shaking turtle with bright led eyes and- Oh my god- oh my god it's gonna actually eat him-!
You jumped down right as it opened it sharp metal jaws, hitting it hard enough that it stumbled back, roaring loud enough to shake the whole building.
You turned quickly, seeing Donnie still shaking a bit behind you.
You quickly cut through the bindings, freezing for a moment as he spoke softly, staring at the blank mask that covered your face.
"You just saved my life.."
"Yeah.. yeah don't mention it, let's just take this thing down.."
He nodded, and you both jumped into action, outsmarting the beast with ease.
Surprisingly, you both made an incredible team, Donnie even had time to grab his gear and get it working for him again.
Though of course, brute strength does have its moments.
The beast bit you, grabbing at your armor and shaking you like a chew toy before throwing you across the room.
You hit head first into a wall, feeling your mask crack and sizzle with the short circuiting wiring.
Donnie was by you quickly, staring up at the monster as he asked if you were alright.
You pulled the mask off quick, throwing it to the side as it smoked, threatening to burst into flames.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." You spoke up, your mask no longer distorting your voice.
Donnie blinked, caught off guard by the difference as he finally glanced over to you,
Oh My Gosh you were attractive.
Donnie felt his face heat up as his limbs threatened to turn into jelly.
Oh My Gosh.
You looked over at him, giving him an odd look, and he realized he could see the emotion on your face now, and HOO BOY that really did him in.
"Donnie you good?"
AHHH FOCUS.
he shook himself out of it, standing up uncomfortably straight as he forcefully looked the other way.
"Yes! Of course my arch nemesis, my greatest foe, mortal enemy even! I'm quite alright!"
You were a bit confused, but nodded anyway, before jumping back into action, hyper aware of the lack of protection to your head.
Luckily it didn't matter in the end, seeing as you quickly defeated the beast, as well as the purple dragons fairly quickly after that.
You looked over the wreckage with your hands on your hips, before looking to Donnie with a sly grin
"If I asked really really nicely would I be able to take that chip from the monster without trouble? As a gift for saving your life?"
Donnie felt his heart skip a beat, but he forced himself to look as cool and bad boyish as possible.
"Unfortunately that chip is incredibly important for the betterment of society, therefore I'll just have to take it for myself. For uhm. Safe keeping."
"Mhm.."
There was a moment of silence, before you rushed forward, ripping the monster apart as you went diving for the chip.
Donnie squawked as he followed in your footsteps, the two of you wrestling over the chip before you finally pulled it out victoriously
"HA! I win!"
And as Donnie stared up at you, he really couldn't find it in him to fight you on this.
"Ugh, fine fine, take it whatever. Just get out of my sight!" He grumbled, ignoring the way his heart fluttered in his chest
"Can do, greatest enemy. I hope you have an awful rest of your day."
"It's night."
"I know!"
And then you were off. Having fixed the rockets on your feet days ago. He knew because you had mentioned it in your last petty fight with him.
He put his head in his hands, groaning loudly before spotting your discarded mask by the wall.
He hesitated, really contemplating his actions before giving in and grabbing the thing, rushing off before he could second guess himself.
Ugh he had a lot to think about.
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