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kittykat299 · 11 months ago

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Thundercats (1985) Headcanons

As per my last post this is entirely conjecture based exclusively on the 1985 cartoon and nothing else. I have never watched the 2011 show or read the comic.

Reader beware, you're in for.... a lot

Thunderans in general

They have tails. idc what the show says they have tails. Some of them have lost their tails, in battle or otherwise. Will note which characters have which.

They can purr and hiss. Also they slow blink to show affection (like real cats!)

Wildly different heights from canon. Might update with height chart to elaborate later.

OG Thundercats all come from nobility and their paranatural abilities are a noble bloodline thing.

Thundera homophobic? It's more likely than you think. You know we love to hurt ourselves.

Lion-o

Was 12 when Thundera was destroyed. 17 after being sent to Third Earth. 20 when they discover the new Thundercats.

Autistic Himbo who loves ancient history. Could spend hours every day studying ancient history and views what little remains of First Earth as a treasure trove of ancient mysteries.

Bisexual. Had a crush on Cheetara as a teen, but once the new Thundercats showed up he fell head over heels for Bengali.

Cis man (he/him)

Speaking of which, marries Bengali, who he adores. He would die for his wife but he won't let him.

Has a tail. It only reaches his knees so is fairly out of the way.

Grew up feeling very isolated in the palace. There were servants, sure, and his nanny Snarf and mentor Jaga, but rarely got time to leave the palace and didn't interact much with his parents. He'll do about anything to get people to like him and fears the people closest to him will eventually abandon him.

Survivor's Guilt hits heavy when someone says to your face "we cannot save these people, we are prioritizing you". Even worse when your mentor dies to save your life.

Loves going camping and spending time in the wilderness. He picked up many survivalist tips from the people of Third Earth. He hates being cooped up inside and is slightly claustrophobic, and roughing it out in the woods every so often keeps him happy and calm.

Every so often he comes to Lynx-o just to ask him about his father, about Thundera's history. Lynx-o likes any excuse to tell his stories to people who haven't heard them a hundred times already.

Tygra

Was 20 when Thundera was destroyed. 25 on Third Earth. 28 when they find the new Thundercats

Gay gay homo sexual gay

Cis man (he/him)

Perfectionist with self-destructive tendencies. Addictive personality (both drug abuse episodes in the series were about Tygra, much to think about)

Has a tail. It used to be longer but he lost around half of it in an incident he still doesn't like to talk about.

Long term relationship with Panthro, they get married on Third Earth

Adopts the Thunderkittens along with Panthro. These two are the first the kittens turn to for parenting and comfort. At first they don't want to broach the topic in case the kittens get hurt but the kittens approach them after hearing Bengali and Pumyra talk about how Lynx-o has become a father to them and they call him dad sometimes.

Had strict, demanding parents who expected nothing less of perfection from him in everything he did: architecture, gymnastics, science, mental abilities, all of it. He regularly burned himself out trying to earn their approval until he became a Thundercat, at which point he ignored all contact from his family.

Had a hero crush on Panthro for a very long time, thought he'd grown out of it but when he became a Thundercat and began seeing Panthro in person it changed into a real romantic attraction.

Had multiple casual flings before actually dating Panthro.

Views Bengali as a little sibling, he sees his own naivety in relationships in her and wants to protect her but also they pick fights with each other a lot (mostly Bengali starts fights tbh).

Panthro

Was 29 when Thundera was destroyed. 34 on Third Earth. 37 when they found the new Thundercats.

Gay asf look at that harness. In the 80s??? That is a gay man

Cis man (he/him)

Had a tail, but it was cropped when he went down the route of becoming a fighter. A tail is just another weak point.

For relationship and adoption of kittens, see Tygra's entry above.

His and Tygra's relationship has been strained and they separated shortly before Thundera's destruction due to tension, but never stopped loving each other. Got back together shortly afterward.

He's not very good at expressing his deeper feelings, especially love and fear. This has been a source of tension in his and Tygra's relationship but it's mostly because Tygra can't see the way Panthro looks at him when he isn't looking at Panthro.

Grew up in a competitive household with a brother who would hurt him for fun, and always got away with some excuse or other. His brother was the golden child while he was often left out of the spotlight.

Actually pretty good friends with Bengali, they often end up working in the same spaces on their projects and occasionally collaborate on new gear.

Cheetara

Was 27 when Thundera was destroyed. 32 on Third Earth. 35 when they found the new Thundercats.

Bisexual

Cis woman (she/her)

Has a tail almost as long as her legs. Uses it for balance while she's running.

Has been athletic all her life, she finds comfort and destresses by working out regularly. Sometimes forgets her duties and responsibilities because she gets so in the zone.

Cheetara and Pumyra spend a lot of time working out together, both being more athletic than the other Thundercats, and developed feelings towards each other through athletic competition.

Goes on a morning run every day, usually to the Tower of Omens to go see her girlfriend.

She used to resent her psychic abilities, back on Thundera she was often made to use them as essentially a party trick despite how exhausted and hurt she would get afterward. As such she barely practiced using them. On Third Earth she was only rarely called upon to use them, only in emergency, and always given time and help to recover afterwards. She slowly grew to appreciate her ability and began to practice it until she could execute it more safely.

Struggles with feeling valuable when she isn't being useful, but has difficulty telling that to the others to get the support she needs as she's used to having to support herself.

Pumyra is her "exCUSE me, she asked for NO PICKLES" girlfriend.

Wilykit

Was 8 when Thundera was destroyed. 12 on Third Earth. 15 when they found the new Thundercats.

Still figuring herself out. She/her

Has a tail. Tries to take care of it, but with all the running around she and Kat do it's hard.

Has far more teenaged behavior than in the show. IDC what the show says those two are teens by s2 and dont talk or act like little kids anymore.

Usually the instigator of their shenanigans, especially the ones that land them in hot water.

She looks up to Panthro especially and often spends time watching and learning as he works on machines, even when she doesn't have to. Wants to build her own super cool vehicle, maybe with a sidecar for Wilykat.

She's the one who decided to talk to Tygra and Panthro about being adopted by them. They already had been, essentially, but nobody wanted to actually say anything in case feelings got hurt.

Wilykat

Was 8 when Thundera was destroyed. 12 on Third Earth. 15 when they found the new Thundercats.

Still figuring himself out. He/him

Has a tail.

See again: teen behavior. They still make poor decisions and can be childish, but they're not little kids anymore.

He's the first to break when they get in trouble, he's a bit more sensitive than his sister.

He doesn't start shenanigans, he just has very poor judgement and emotional control and will often make bad choices especially when he's angry.

Most likely to argue with the others, but also the first to apologize once he's cooled down.

Cheetara takes him under her wing in a sense and teaches him how to use exercise as an outlet for his excess energy. Tygra joins them too every so often, happy to see his adoptive kid enjoying himself.

Snarf

Age indeterminate.

He/him

Has a habit of still treating Lion-o like he's a child, even after he's a fully grown man and officially Lord of the Thundercats. Lion-o doesn't mind most of the time.

Much grayer in the face than the show depicts.

Doesn't really like sleeping in his own bed, will nap pretty much wherever in common areas so if something happens he can know about it.

Spends a lot of time worrying about something bad happening to Lion-o, especially when he can't come with and has to guard Cat's Lair.

Often thinks about retiring to the planet of Snarfs but can't bring himself to leave. He does retire eventually but mostly stays on Third Earth with the Thundercats he's gotten so attached to. Regularly visits the other Snarfs.

Initially distrustful of Bengali but has grown to like him, especially after seeing how happy he makes Lion-o.

Lynx-o

Was 50 when Thundera was destroyed. 58 when found by the Berserkers.

Kind of beyond dating for the moment, but prefers men.

Cis man (he/him)

Has a tail, but it's a bobtail like real lynx.

Was a martial arts instructor on Thundera, highly adept at most forms of hand to hand combat.

Never intended to be a father but after meeting Pumyra and then Bengali, has developed intense paternal instincts. He'll adopt everyone in this team if he has to.

Tygra and Panthro made up some braille signs for doorways and equipment for when Lynx-o visits Cats Lair.

As a young fighter on Thundera had a huge hero crush on Jaga. Used to be embarrassed by it but honestly is beyond that by now. Nobody's sure how to tell him Jaga's spirit is kind of hanging around still and can hear Lynx-o talk about him like that.

Will randomly approach Pumyra, Bengali, and/or Snarfer and drop Dad Lore before walking away. Those three are still trying to piece together his life story based entirely on Dad Lore Drops.

Pumyra

Was 21 when Thundera was destroyed. 29 when found by the Berserkers.

Lesbiab. Lesbiam. Less bien. Girls

Trans woman (she/her)

Has a tail. Sometimes grabs it by accident when she's going for her belt/sling.

Not really a specialist in any area beyond her athleticism, takes interest in learning as many skills as she thinks could be useful. Combat, first aid medicine, building, hunting and fishing, crafting clothes and tools. She'll climb the walls if she isnt learning and practicing some new skill or other.

Views Bengali and Snarfer as her little siblings, for better or worse. Was the first to be essentially adopted by Lynx-o and is the oldest of the three.

Short tempered, and just plain short. She's around Bengali's height- he is also short.

Sometimes spars with Cheetara. Always claims it's for training, but really she just wants an excuse to engage in homoerotic battle with a taller, stronger woman.

Lived stealth on Thundera, Lynx-o helping connect her with the medical assistance necessary to help her transition.

Speaking of which, once their survival needs were met her new biggest worry was not being able to get estrogen anymore. Once the Thundercats arrived she realized she could use the medical database and computers along with material found on Third Earth to create a new, steady supply.

(if they can solve all their problems with magic and if science can make shit like invincible superpowers real in this universe [i.e. the ep where vultureman does just that], i think sustainable HRT isn't too big of an ask)

Bengali

Was 17 when Thundera was destroyed. 25 when found by the Berserkers.

Genderfluid (he/him or she/her, depending on the day. Mostly prefers he/him) Gay (just likes men)

Had a tail. Lost her tail in an accident. Doesn't mind because without it he can show off his ass better.

Eventually marries Lion-o. Fell in love the moment he laid eyes on Lion-o. Anyone else notice throughout the series Bengali says that "Lion-o needs us" to do XYZ thing, when he means the team as a whole needs them to do it? His first line on seeing Lion-o is him stammering.

Didn't start experimenting with gender until Third Earth, at which point went nuts w it. Loves being called the Queen after marrying Lion-o. She doesn't have a name for it but it's essentially what we'd call genderfluid. Sometimes feels fem, sometimes masc, sometimes neither or both.

Grew up in an isolated tribe of Tygrans called the Ben-Gal whose culture was distinct from other Thunderans. They're smaller than other Tygrans and more likely to be born with white fur instead of orange.

Apprenticed at a forge from a young age at his parents' insistence (his father was a former blacksmith and wanted his kid to follow in his footsteps). Was something of a prodigy.

Entered a secret relationship as a teenager with one of the smiths working the forge who was in his twenties. When his parents found out, they kicked him out. His "boyfriend" refused to take him in and he ran away to the capital where he met Pumyra and Lynx-o, who took him in and tried their best to keep him safe. Pumyra became an adoptive older sister of sorts and Lynx-o was a father figure to both of them.

Partied hard after running away. Faked ID to get into clubs and drink and hit on men too old for him. His self destruction only really stopped when Thundera was destroyed and he lived for 7/8 years on an island with nothing but his found family and two Berbils.

She has adopted Snarfer as her baby brother and if anything were to happen to him she'd break the code of Thundera and end lives.

Snarfer

10 years old.

He/him

The fridge at the Tower of Omens is covered in his drawings.

Has a habit of standing in the room with people he wants attention from and just staring at them until they pay him attention. He has accidentally scared the others countless times doing this. The only one immune is Lynx-o, who will always eventually start up a conversation.

Listens to music as he does chores since it helps him focus on doing the work. The others don't really get his taste but if he's happy they're happy.

Has something of a know-it-all attitude but kind of grows out of it as he gets older.

Ropes the others into playing games with him. Hide and seek is his favorite but he needs to be careful because one time he fell asleep in his hiding spot and when they couldn't find him they were beside themselves and Bengali was about to disassemble the Tower before Snarfer woke up and came out of hiding.

#thundercats (1985)#thundercats #lion-o #tygra #panthro #cheetara #wilykit #wilykat #thunderkittens #snarf #lynx-o #pumyra #bengali #snarfer

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sepyana · 1 year ago

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Jjba Stone Ocean Ep 23-32 Thoughts

Ep 23-24: Jailhouse Lock

Really mixed on Pucci's new design, the eyelashes look great but that hairstyle is atrocious.

You know, when Emporio said no one has ever managed to escape before, I thought it was strange. Jolyne already managed it once. How do the keep the stand users inside? Well, this is why.

Jailhouse Lock is definitely interesting, though it falls apart if you think about it for too long. The whole being able to perceive 3 people at a time part seems weird cuz they can perceive the environment just fine? No 3 limit or anything.

Overall I really like this arc but I don't really have much to say on it rn. I felt a bit bad for Gwess. I thought playing Kira's theme while Jolyne rewinds the movie she is watching again and again was a nice touch. Pucci's hat looks cool.

Ep 25-26: Bohemian Rhapsody

I was hoping for some interesting interactions between Anasui and Weather but we don't get much outside of "they care about each other".

The one issue I have with the concept of this episode is that it breaks what little immersion you have. Stories inside stories and all that.

What's with the seven goats story? Who is that even made for? I don't think I'll be reading that to my kids anytime soon.

The way they finished off the stand was pretty cool. Making their own character.

I'm pretty sure there is a part of the jjba fandom obsessed with Dio's kids like with La Squadra but I don't care for them. Ungalo is a bit interesting in the sense that his story is him speedrunning "former drug addict stops after finding their faith". I think it's interesting how this part handles religion. Especially with Pucci.

Ep 27: Sky High

I don't care sorry. This fight not that interesting. One thing I like is how Pucci rallies people for his cause just like Dio. But unlike Dio he doesn't have vampire hypnosis powers so it's just all himself.

Ep 28-29: Underworld

(I thought Underworld was the localized name for a second. I think Netherworld sounds cooler. Nether also means under too.)

I enjoy this arc a lot. The stand fight was great. In a way, it relates to time like Dio's The World.

I can't really give much specifics on why I like it. I thought the aesthetics were great. The outside is dark and stormy. The darkness makes it feel like we are still underground while the storm makes it feel like we are on the air. How these opposite scenarios are merged together is genuinely great.

Emporio sitting there like "Eh?" while Jolyne is yelling about being in a plane crash was really funny.

We haven't seen that Ermes could do something like that with the survivors before so the end feels a bit underwhelming. It's not something the viewer can think of on their own so It's like it comes out of nowhere.

Ep 30-32: Heavy Weather

Okay. This is the interesting part. Mostly Weather and Pucci though. Jolyne and Ermes side plot was nice and all but it's also pretty simple. I don't have much to say on that.

First of all, why did they animated Dio like that. He is under the table and you can only see his elf shoes and when he is gone there is a dust cloud like his some sort of cartoon character. And when he leaves he merges into the darkness in the goofiest way. He is like a fucked up elf of some kind. Very not Vampire-like.

Dio was looking for someone he could trust before he met Pucci. I do think he was contemplating if he could be the friend he is looking for so he is already test the waters by giving him the arrow. There is a very limited set of these so the fact that he just gives him one confirms that. I don't think he was expecting Pucci to be nice to him there. So he healed his foot to gain his trust and pay him back for his help, I guess you could say.

You really gotta appreciate how Dark Rebirth always plays when Dio shows up without fail. Not even when he shows up. He just gets mentioned once and his theme starts blasting.

Pucci and Weather's backstory is just a huge string of very unfortunate coincidences... is what I would say if this wasn't Jojo. Pucci devoted himself to Christianity because he thinks there must be a reason why he lived and his brother didn't. Later when everything else happens this just strengthens his belief. His obsession with fate. But the thing is, fate IS real in jjba. Which makes the message confusing if you think about it for too long. Let's just go through this from the start:

Pucci and Weather are twins to a wealthy family but Weather gets switched for a dead baby and lives is life as the only child of a poor mother.

Weather starts dating Perla, Pucci's and his sister. This is around the time when Weather's mother tells Pucci she stole the baby at the confessional. Now only Pucci knows that Perla is dating her brother.

Pucci doesn't tell Perla this because he wants to keep being a clergyman, along with his religious beliefs. He pays some thug who he doesn't know is part of the k** to break them up. He wants to have his cake and eat it too basically.

The next part doesn't really sit right with me, but I can't really tell why exactly.

What I wrote in this section initially was completely different, but I learned in the manga the thugs who lynch Weather are part of the k**, for some reason?? I can see why they removed that, you shouldn't just put topics like that into your story willy-nilly.

It's weird that Weather is actually mixed but it's so hard to tell that they lynch him because his adopted father is black. Both of his fathers just happen to be black. It's also goofy that there is this whole part about racism yet it affects your basically white characters more than it affects the black one.

The thing is Dragona and Jodio are also blood siblings (Dragona has the star birthmark, unless that's tattoo they should be blood related) and they look nothing alike too. That's fine but I think it'd be cool if Weather and Perla looked mixed. The story could resonate a bit better that way.

Pucci thinks he is at fault here. Yeah, he should have just said fuck it and tell Perla but he couldn't have known things would escalate like this.

I think his obsession with fate comes from this. It's a way to make sense of this whole situation. I also think he blames Weather for this in a sense. He thinks fate is at his side. He has gotten lucky a lot during the show. And he calls Weather a cursed man. He doesn't seem to think fate is something that can be changed (maybe the heaven plan relates to this in some way), so Weather's bad fate is the reason this whole thing happened, in his mind.

I wonder if Pucci is still keeping Perla's soul with him. She isn't a stand user so her memory disc contains her entire soul. Trapping her in a disc seem kind of cruel, no?

Weather's stand not letting him die reminds me of how Star Platinum instinctually protected Jotaro at the start of part 3. The difference is that Jotaro didn't actually want to die, even though no mentally well person would casually shoot themselves like that. Unfortunate for Weather his stand is unbelievably strong so he isn't killing himself anytime soon.

I love that Pucci casually drops that he is his brother and gives him absolutely zero time to process that. He doesn't get a chance to process that now either.

I think Pucci's change in personality is a bit too sudden. Even his voice changes drastically.

We are finally back in current day. You know, Anasui being worried for Jolyne might have meant something if we actually knew why he is obsessed with her.

I love love love the Pucci vs Weather fight. There are a few things like how Weather is still conscious despite loosing both of his legs but gore in jojo has always been over the top.

So the snails . are subliminal messages.. that make you think you are turning into a snail. Okay.

"Oops. Too late. Lol."

It makes the fight more interesting since Pucci is blind for all of it and has to use Anasui as his eyes at one point.

Anasui is useless for this entire fight, not that I mind. Not much he could have done as a snail anyway.

Weather knows if Pucci escapes he is dead anyway. Even if he could have lived he would still not dodge his attack. He has the same strong drive Ermes has. Not to mention Heavy Weather.

I don't think Pucci is being truthful when he says he didn't kill Weather at the prison because he wanted to "save him one day". He might be his younger brother but he doesn't know him. All he knows is that Weather is part of the reason why Perla is that and how he has destroyed his hometown. Someone else might have helped him in that situation but not Pucci. What he says when he takes Weather's memories makes it sound like this is some kind of punishment for him. He has to live all his life with half a soul and no memories. When Jotaro got back Star Platinum he was still in an awful state. Pucci might be saying this because he is still filled with emotion from what happened, if you choose to interpret it that way.

He might have just not killed Weather at the prison because he thought he didn't have to worry about him anymore. If Versus wasn't such a little bitch Weather would never get his memories. This is just what I think though, like everything I write. I might change my mind later.

"You do not realize your own evil. You are the worst kind of evil!" Oof. I mean, it's not wrong. At first I though Pucci was just trying to get others off his back when he said this heaven plan was for all of humanity or whatever. I'm starting to believe he actually thinks what he is doing is ultimately good. Not just for himself. At least he is trying to make himself believe that. That he isn't doing this plan for the sake of power. Power to understand fate, perhaps?

Weather dies, not that the story could have gone any other way. It's sad but it doesn't hit as hard F.F.'s death does, in my opinion. Mostly because we don't see Weather interact with the rest of the cast all that much, outside of Jolyne and Emporio... maybe. His relationship with Anasui is just "they don't like seeing each other hurt". And I don't remember the last time he talked to Ermes. Anasui says "He was one of the people who brought me back to life" but that doesn't tell much. We don't even know why Anasui hanged out with him in the first place. Now he has Jolyne as a reason why but before then? I dunno man I want for the story to do literary anything interesting with Anasui. What makes him tick, Araki? Tell me goddamit.

I went to jojowiki's Weather page to see if I missed any interactions between him and the cast but he doesn't have a relationships page. Oh well.

Ermes saying that Weather was their enemy now back at the hospital only to break down here was pretty sad though I'll admit.

Aannd done. Damn, I can see why people love Pucci so much :) I haven't seen a jojo villain have personal history with a main character like this since Part 1 Dio. They really are similar. Villains in jojo don't really have relationships. For Kira that works for his benefit but the rest? Ehhh...

I was going thru some of the comment while getting the images for this, trying to avoid spoilers and my god some of y'alls takes are just awful. I don't have the energy right now but damn.

#sepya watches jjba #↪ posts

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theabhainnhotel · 6 months ago

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A rewrite huh? These can be fun when they're from people with passion and not from spite. You can feel it seep through the work. This is all about Hazbin because I don't care about Helluva.

Complaints:

Pacing. I assume you're writing this as either a comic or a fanfic, so this should be easier to take than having limited episodes. But the sequence of events needs to slow down and breathe. Sir. Pentious being found as a traitor lasts about 3 minutes and it's never explained why he wants to join the Vees. Sera and Emily have their falling out tainted because we just met them. This show needs a beach episode.

Swearing. I'm not saying remove the swearing completely, but it would've been more impactful if some characters didn't swear. Also cut it back about 20 words per episode. It might be a personal thing but I think it's funnier to have one or two characters getting censored in a world of swearing. Cue my Alastor swearing post here.

I liked Alastor in the pilot more in general. Charismatic with a dark side seemed to fit him better than the more edgelord heavy side in the final show (the bit were he was casually eating a deer carcass like a fine steak was gold though).

Husk's past with Alastor was severely under utilized, which is a shame because it could be interesting. It could be used as a parallel between him and Angel Dust.

Similar issue with Vaggie. Interesting concept and backstory and they do little with it. I think an interesting path to go with her character is that because she's used to serving one cause so loyally, she becomes attached to Charlie and doesn't have a life outside of her. Also a mini arc where Vaggie renames herself Vagatha.

Not necessarily a writing issue but more a personal thing, I couldn't care less about the shipping in the show. I may reblog an occasional shipping post but it's no where near the first thing I think of when I think "Hazbin Hotel". The only writing issue I have is Sir. Pentious x Cherri Bomb because that ship is made up of two jokes and a confession.

Things done well:

The main cast has great chemistry and their strong personalities bounce off each other well. Charlie's optimism and bubbly nature, Vaggie's stoic and cynical attitude, Angel's flirtiness and charisma, Husk's grumpiness and "I don't want to be here" attitude, Alastor's charm and mysteriousness, Nifty . . . being Nifty, it leads to some fun interactions.

I thought the Angel and Valentino dynamic was handled well, particularly how Valentino is charming to his prey (including Angel) and more outwardly violent and bratty towards the other Vees. Angel hypersexualizing himself and doing excessive drugs to cope is something I don't see done a lot in media, especially for sexual abuse victims.

A lot of the visual gags and non-sex related jokes worked for me. My favorite being the characters all having custom mugs with funny quotes and another bit being when Sera tells Charlie no dictionary definitions and then the next four cards in her speech are dictionary definitions with cute drawings.

The music, both the OST and the musical numbers, need I explain more.

The concept of redemption is handled better than I see in a lot of other cartoons. It's not just can these demons be redeemed, it's do they want to. A common issue I see with redemption arcs is that the character genuinely wants to do the horrible things, but then the heroes discover they have a sad backstory and that equals redemption. It's also not "everyone can be redeemed' but rather "everyone should have a chance to be redeemed".

I like how the mysteries are set up too, just another to keep viewers guessing and on their toes. Basically everything about soul deals. Alastor making a deal with an unknown soul (even though everyone already knows it's Lilith), Charlie making a deal with Alastor that will likely bite her later, what Husk's history with Alastor is to make the soul deal. All of these are just Alastor I'm realizing.

Overall:

I think the whole Heaven/Hell war should be a season 2 thing and the Vees should be the villains of season 1.

I have a whole different set up idea for the show: Still about the hotel, but they meet the main cast along the show. It starts off with Vaggie and Charlie and the others are added on as the series progresses. Maybe more emphasis on Charlie needed to be taken seriously from the other sinners because Lucifer barely shows his face and Lilith has been missing for 7 years. The hotel must work.

Keep the way Charlie and Vaggie meet Angel the same and then throughout the series, they meet the rest of the characters to recruit them to the hotel. Something like finding Alastor in a fight with Vox and Alastor joining the hotel makes them a threat for Vox, Sir Pentious terrorizing a city with new technology he created, just throwing out ideas.

Give Velvette a personal enemy the way Vox has Alastor and Valentino has Angel (Cherri Bomb maybe? I'd say Carmilla but I can't see her at the hotel.).

Since you asked about Angel and Valentino specifically . . . hm, maybe make it take longer for him to get to the hotel because he's stuck living with Valentino. And/or force him to choose between "life of fame and riches but being sexually abused' or "living in a crappy hotel with weird demons but be free". Debating between what he knows and what he wants because he could've been there for decades if my math is right.

That's all I can think of right now.

Hope this helps!

HAZBIN AND HELLUVA BOSS FANS HELP!!

im working on rewriting both shows, i'm about halfway done with my helluva boss rewrite and i haven't gotten to start hazbin hotel because (as a fan) its sortaa a hot mess... SO!! can people comment as many errors/complaints/what the show did well and shouldnt be changed/whatever about either show? i want fan's opinions on the show's writing besides my own for this rewrite to actually cover spots that need work/restarts. also, any advice on specifically rewriting angel dust and valentino's would be incredibly helpful ( please to reblog this so i can get more answers/nf )

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rewrite #reblog

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mel-is-a-melon · 3 years ago

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Fuck it, in-depth analysis of what the final lines of Animaniacs season 2 episode 13 mean within the in-universe context under the cut. Warnings for manipulation and medical harm to children.

So, those last lines were absolutely terrifying and I’ll break them down one by one. These lines are taken verbatim from the subtitles on Hulu.

Dot - “Sounds like a problem for next season. If there is one...”

Yakko - “Guess we’ll wait here until they make more new episodes, just like we did in the 90′s...”

Wakko - “This time, I wonder if we’ll dream...”

So Dot’s line is relatively simple to break down. The intro only had them signing on for two seasons in the reboot, and even though we know that a third season has been ordered, the Warner siblings evidently don’t. What gets me, though, is the emphasis on “if”. The italics show up in the subtitles, so they’re meant to be there. It feels like a notation that they as the characters have reason to believe that there won’t be a next season. Dot certainly looks scared at the idea. Were they outright told the chances were slim, or did they overhear something? I’m thinking the first, since the people they work with to produce the show (at least the higher-ups, and they interact with the CEO a LOT) would know about plans for a third season. Was it used as a threat, then? A way to keep them in line - “behave yourselves, or we won’t renew you for a next season”? The implication is there, I think.

Yakko’s line is a bit ambiguous. Does “wait here” mean to wait in that exact position, or within the limits of the studio? Probably the second, though the concept of the first is unnerving to say the least. It’s canonical that they’re locked in the water tower when they aren’t filming, and this line implies that the practice has continued. Which is fucked up and a conversation for another time. The first time they were locked in there, it was for a 60 year stretch, and the second time, as confirmed by that line, it was for 20 years. Yakko believes they are about to undergo that again “until they make new episodes”. Not “until they film a third season”. Another point towards the theory that they’ve been lead to believe they won’t be renewed for a third season, and that they’re about to be locked up in the water tower for an indefinite amount of time. Fans of the show generally believed that they were awake and bouncing around the water tower for that time...

And then there’s Wakko’s line. What. The. Fuck.

Immediately, this changes a lot. They aren’t awake when they aren’t filming, and they aren’t dreaming. Or at least, they didn’t dream last time. So, what kind of controlled sleep lasts for a very long time and (for the most part) doesn’t induce dreams?

Sedation. Which is seven kinds of fucked up, but makes sense.

Normal sleep could never last as long as 20 years, let alone 60 years. That would be a coma, and while there are non-sedation ways to induce one, most of them would bounce right off the Warner siblings as a result of cartoon physics. When under sedation, most patients do not experience dreams because drug-induced unconsciousness is not the same brain process as sleep. It might be the only explanation for Wakko’s line that makes sense in-universe and not as a throwaway meta gag.

So under this theory, when the Warner siblings aren’t filming videos for the studio, they’re sedated and left unconscious in the water tower until they’re woken up to film more videos. And now I’m wishing I had the power to jump through the screen so I could beat up the people doing that, which is most likely (based on association with and power over the Warners) the CEO giving the order and Dr. Scratchansniff carrying it out. No wonder these kids have so much energy whenever we see them - it’s the ONLY TIME they get to run around and be awake and be KIDS, and yet the whole time they have to play by a script and have the ever present shadow of being sent back to unconsciousness once it’s all over hang over their heads.

#this is what I do with half a bachelor's degree in english #write fucked up theories about kids' shows #dark topics here folks #animaniacs spoilers #animaniacs season 2 #animaniacs

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rpbetter · 3 years ago

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Pets as NPCs

It’s almost as egregiously done with muses’ pets, and other animal companions (I don’t mean it like that, we actually don’t support that on this blog), as it is to their human children; the I’ve never met an actual dog/cat/human child in my whole damn life thing. So, let me help you with that.

Below the cut, there’s information on how (and how not to) write your muse’s pets as a more realistic, accurate, and interesting muse in and of themselves.

If your muse is a canon and has a pet or other animal of significance in their canon, you should be including them. If you have given your OC a pet in their canon, have decided to give either muse type a pet in a thread, you should be including them. You should also be including them correctly, though.

Which is to say, the pet makes sense, is written accurately and realistically, is consistently a part of the muse’s life, not used purely for display purposes (your muse’s traits, or just to be a neat, decorative item), and not using them for immature, rude, reasons that interrupt the thread. 

Ask yourself some questions first:

Is it a natural/normal/reasonable moment in the thread to have the pet/animal be present? If not, why do I want it to be? Is this type of pet even appropriate?

While you should be including the animal, if it doesn’t make sense for it to be there, don’t. For example, if your muse has a pet guinea pig, but is at a café with another muse, that is nonsensical as hell. Unless, you want to also explain that your muse has come back from taking the pig to the vet, and then...why did it need to go to the vet, but is fine to be drug around to the café like a toy?

You see the issue here?

The issue is that animals in RP are often treated the way they are offline, as toys or decorative objects.  

If you’re only throwing in the animal to make up for your muse’s lack of personality, just stop right there and go develop your damn muse. This happens most with “exotic pets”, typically those of the big and carnivorous variety like wolves and big cats, but can also include “quirky” pets like ferrets and rats.

Thankfully, unlike those animals in reality who are purchased for the same reason, a lack of personality on the owner’s behalf/a need to make up for utterly lacking badassery/to be the center of attention and let everyone know how Fun and Quirky they are, the RP form at least isn’t being cruelly driven into an early demise. They’re just driving the rest of us there through boredom and the obviousness of your poor choices.  Or how awkward and weird you’ve made the thread by needing to drag your pet cat through a zombie apocalypse, or having your muse’s “pet” leopard on a leash going to work with them, or...I trust that you get what I’m getting at, intelligent reader.

Please consider why you want your muse to own a “pet” wolf or wolf hybrid, then consider how this realistically fits with their life. If they are never home, they should own, maybe, a succulent. Further consider what you actually know about real wolves (not cartoon ones, not the projected imagery of a wolf and the emotions it evokes, but legitimate animal behavior) and if this animal still fits in with your muse and their life, whether you can accurately portray them.  

As an important aside, “NPC” used in written RP terms can be a bit of misnomer.

When we say it here, we don’t mean a character generated by the game that our muses interact with. We mean that one mun has created and is in charge of handling that character. When that NPC is a pet, that means that no, you shouldn’t control anyone else’s pet; treat them like another muse you’re not controlling, because that’s literally what they are! Your muse’s pet is a muse too. And if the pet is your muse, then you need to be treating them as a damn muse.

That means doing research to be certain the animal is being written with appropriate actions, behaviors, and yes, thoughts too.

Animals have inner lives and emotions. It’s necessary you flesh out the animal muse properly too with thoughts, feelings, a backstory that has impacted their behavior and emotions, and so on, like you have with the human muse. That also means not anthropomorphizing the animal to such a point that it is a literal human being that looks like an animal and doesn’t talk. That...is also wrong.  And creepy, uncomfortable, awkward, please stop with that.

If you own a pet, if you work with animals, you know they have thoughts and emotions. You also should know that these thoughts and emotions are often complicated by us when we superimpose human logic and emotions onto them. For example, I hear this a lot IRL, that “my dog is so guilty when I come home and he’s done something, he knows he’s a little shit!” No. Actually. That isn’t how that works at all. Your dog isn’t guilty because he took a shit on the rug and ate the sofa.

Dogs can show a variety of complex emotions that we’re genuinely not just lending them, but the lending usually is the case when we start using thinking/saying a pet is experiencing things like guilt in the same way we do.

It’s infinitely more likely that your dog is extremely bored, hasn’t a proper outlet for mental and physical activity, is young, hasn’t learned housetraining flawlessly yet, and so, this has happened before. He doesn’t get yelled at until you get home. You’re now home, he’s expecting to be yelled at, but wants to be excited about you being back too. There’s conflicting emotions and drives, and a ton of misunderstanding on both sides, going on here. Guilt isn’t it. I promise you, your dog doesn’t feel an iota of guilt for shitting on your rug while you were out, he feels upset that you’re upset with him, probably isn’t sure why exactly, and knows that there’s a correlation between you coming home and being upset.   So, don’t simplify, but don’t over-complicate either.

Say the dog “looks guilty” (and actually describe that appearance), even have your muse make this super common assumption, but explain what the dog is really feeling. A mixture of confusion, dread, and excitement over the event of the muse coming home. It’s fine to have a muse misunderstand the pet, it may even be preferably and more realistic, as this is so common. Furthermore, your muse doesn’t know the thoughts and inner-workings of any other muse, that is the same here too. It’s not fine to write the dog feeling that way. Write the dog accurately, no matter what your muse thinks is going on.  

You have things to learn in order to do that.

This means that you probably need to educate yourself not only on the behavior of (let’s keep using the example of dogs, substitute animal type as necessary) domestic dogs, but specific breeds and within specific ages, circumstances, etc. Your muse owns a mixed breed? Congratulations, prepare to learn what is sorely lacking in rescued animal education: the breed mixture matters. Dog breeds are not just aesthetic differences, they are often drastic differences in behavior, cognition, and activity level.  

The easiest way may be to think of breeds and breed types as a blueprint to build from. Learn at least the basic personality and behavior of the breed you are interested in using, as well as the potential problems owning and training one. Actually bother to go research this as though you were interested in owning this breed, by reading what breeders and real life owners have to say about them. And don’t forget that this does mean both negatively and positively. It’s important to know what might rule out a breed for your muse, or prove a complication to ownership that you need to accurately write about. It may also mean that the necessary effort to portray the dog accurately is too difficult with that particular breed, you need to pick another you can write better.

For mixed breed dogs, it might simplify things for you somewhat if you pick a breed type. Herding, terrier, hound, spitz, and retriever are examples of breed types. These are breeds that fall under the same purpose-based category, they were developed for the same purposes, and therefore, can have common behavior and appearance possibilities. For example, most herding type dogs are very mentally and physically active, intelligent, kind of intense, not ideal for all or novice owners. They also tend to have coats that are weather resistant, and specifically geared toward the region and livestock worked. If you have a basic idea of how you want the dog to look and act, you can look at overviews of breed types and at least nail down more specifics that way, without picking a single breed.  

Again, for purebred dogs, please use actually purebred dogs. “Designer dogs” are mixed breed dogs, and like all other mixed breed dogs, you cannot be as certain of what their “blueprint” is going to be. This will make your job easier in the end.  There are breed registries who will allow people to register anything, those are not reputable and should not be used for your research. If it allows registration of “breeds” like “Morkie,” that means you need to keep moving on. (I will be compiling links to good sites relating to dog and cat breeds/types, behavioral basics, and information on other animals likely to come up in RP situations. When it’s done, I’ll link it here!)

If you have never owned the type of animal, or so much as been around one, you have more research to do.

If you have never had your own cat, haven’t spent quality time with anyone else’s and bonded with it, all you know is shit from the internet, you honestly have no business writing a cat from this perspective. They’re not a meme, not “furry little bastards,” demonic entities, living emoji, hateful, or antisocial. Cats are just not dogs, and shouldn’t be held to the same comparisons. They’re also not “a perfect pet for my muse, because she’s never home.” Your muse needs a stuffed animal, not something living. Cats do actually need their people around to interact with them, not just throwing food into a bowl and leaving town for days. They become stressed, anxious, and depressed when routines change and their people are gone. 

When it comes to less common animals like reptiles, birds, rodents, equines, and even fish, it’s increasingly more likely that you haven’t had any meaningful interactions with them. As you may have noticed, I don’t really have anything nice to say about throwing in animals like wolves and tigers as “pets,” but there are situations where they may come up otherwise, as wildlife and so on. It’s even more likely that you know nothing about the accurate behavior of these animals.  Most people have a deplorable lack of knowledge on the native wildlife in their own backyard, so exotic wildlife is even more challenging.

In fact, though I see it plenty with the most common pets, dogs and cats, it’s more often than not that I see these uncommon animals and wildlife being written as though the mun has never even seen one moving around normally. They might as well be writing a mythological creature, because they cannot write something as simple as a bird flapping its wings while sitting on a perch, a big cat flopping over, a wolf walking, or a horse sleeping.  

Don’t stop your research at how the animal behaves and thinks, or how it fits or doesn’t fit into your muse’s life, also watch videos of them behaving in a variety of ways. I mean real videos of the animals, not things from tv and movies. I also mean a legitimate variety, not just funny cat and dog videos, trick videos, or confirmation shows. Those can all be relevant, but shouldn’t be your single idea of how the animal moves and behaves when creating this muse and writing it.

Where possible, find out about the real experience of owning and working with these animals from people who have them. You share your life with a pet, there’s no better way to understand some of that experience than reading and watching the experiences of others. If you have friends or mutuals who own an animal similar to the one you are writing, ask if it’s alright if you come to them with questions you might have. People generally love to talk about their pets, and will tell you the sort of things that allow you to make your muse’s pet real.

Reality is in the little details like the unique way a pet reacts to bedtime, for instance. Do they start luring the person to go to bed at the usual time, bury themselves in blankets, need to take a toy with them?  That sort of thing.

Have the animal react to the other muses/situations properly.

Again, this is a muse you are writing, and their interactions with other muses and their environment are important. This is another reason why laying a realistic framework for the animal is good! Just like you know your human muse is reserved and may not appreciate someone running up to them, hugging them, and making a scene in public gives you an idea of how they’d react to a very gregarious, outgoing, extroverted muse. If you know that your cat muse is extroverted, you know they are the sort of cat that comes to check out company and interact right away, may keep needing to be in the middle of the action by lying atop laptops and board games, rubbing on legs during a meal, or just repeatedly going back and forth between laps. 

Have the animal react accordingly to the other mun’s muse’s behavior, interaction, and very importantly, body language and scent. Most animals you will be writing as companion animals are not visual like human beings are, they rely more on scent and hearing than we do, but also tend to be more aware of communicating with body language than we consciously are. The way another muse immediately stoops to pet your dog on the head, speaking in a high pitched voice, and smelling of alcohol is almost certainly going to make the dog at least take a step back, as an example.

Think about it, your human muse reacts to different settings with changing moods, thoughts, and behavior. They are impacted by the stimuli they are experiencing, and your animal muse absolutely needs to be too. Including keeping in mind that most animals are more easily overstimulated, are picking up additional things in the environment that a human wouldn’t, or literally couldn’t, perceive. Have them react accordingly to their species, breed, and life experiences (or lack thereof).

When there is another animal involved, that needs to be accurate too. Whether that animal is something like a squirrel running across the road, another dog on a walk, or introducing your cat to the dog of the muse you ship with, it needs to reflect how you’ve fleshed them out as a real animal.

Are they the kind of breed, very young, not yet well-trained, who is going to lunge forward and drag your muse/take off after the squirrel?

Vocal breed, so they’ll stay put, but will whine and bark? How about the other dog they meet, is your muse’s dog socialized with other dogs?

A breed-type that tends to get on well with other dogs?

Or have they had negative experiences, been under socialized, or are a breed that tends to do poorly with other animals?

How about the factor of the dogs interacting being different genders, both altered, only one altered?

-Dogs do react differently to different sexes and being spayed/neutered, your unspayed female (which, btw, it is okay to say “bitch,” that is literally what she is, it isn’t offensive!) coming into heat may not react well to another bitch.

There is also the factor of how the other dog is being written to behave. A dog barreling up onto your muse’s is likely to be perceived as rude or threatening, for instance.

And then there’s the cat…cats who have never been socialized with dogs, or who have only had negative experiences with them, are likely to react with fear. It doesn’t matter how much you want the dog and cat to be best friends because your muse is so in love with this other muse, if the cat has no good experience with dogs, isn’t confident and laid back, or the dog is excitedly all over it, trying to chase it, or even wanting to treat it more seriously as prey, they’re not going to have a nice interaction.

Don’t write it that way if it isn’t accurate, the muses are going to have to have a real relationship moment and address how to get the pets to get along safely. That isn’t a bad thing!

Don’t make animal muses into perfectly behaved robots no matter the situation, humans, or other animals around them. I get it, you want your pet to like the muse you ship yours with, but that isn’t always the case at first...or ever. If your muse’s pet never cares for their significant other, that’s not all that uncommon. That can be anything from biting the SO muse on the ass every time the muses hug standing up to ignoring the SO muse’s commands and attempts at attention, and plenty of things in between. Real people work out these issues, it’s good for your muses to do so as well, it’s part of being in a legitimate relationship when you both have pets, and you’re writing a legitimate feeling relationship. 

Don’t bring an animal into the scene, then ignore it.

Yes, you should be including interactions with the muse’s pet, especially if they are at home where that pet is, but not if you’re just going to have it walk into the room, be a conversation piece, then mysteriously vanish. Or if you’re going to give it unrealistic behaviors in order to stop having to write it.

This is where cat muses can come in handy, as mature adults, they do tend to sleep a lot. Furthermore, where some cats are extremely social and want to be in everyone’s business, very few cats remain that interested and in your face if you’re boring them. Having a cat curl up on the muse or the couch and go to sleep after a little bit is realistic. So is having them decide that it is snack time, they heard an interesting noise, want to relocate to a sun patch on the rug, and so on. So long as the cat doesn’t appear simply for your muse to comment on, usually in an “affectionately hateful” way, then immediately run off.  

It’s also where small animal muses who can be returned to their habitat, or that can visited there to start with, are handy. Again, these animals need to still exist as real animals. They make noise in those enclosures! Water bottles and wheels make noise, digging at bedding does too.

Reptiles also can and do make noises; they rub against rocks, dishes, and wood to shed. Just because they don’t tend to vocalize like a dog or cat doesn’t mean you cannot hear a pet reptile.

Fish tanks bubble, you can hear water moving from the filter, they sometimes splash or smack their lips at the surface, and there is no such thing as a totally quiet air pump.

Additionally, if the only time we hear anything about the small pet is when it is convenient for you to pull my muse over for one sentence of dialogue gushing about it, you can do better. The muse need to think of their pet throughout their day, have pictures of it on their phone, reference it in conversation.  

Dogs are hard.

They are scene-stealers and take a lot of effort to write as real characters. And since they don’t have such a high tendency to just go lie down or become preoccupied elsewhere, you are effectively writing two muses in one thread for an unknown time frame. If that isn’t something you can handle responsibly, reconsider giving your muse a dog as a pet. Especially if you want the muse to have other pets and children you may need to be writing as well, all in the same thread.  It can become overwhelming quickly, and you don’t want that!

If you have a canon character with a canon dog, be canon divergent in this and give an explanation for what happened to the dog. Your first instinct may be to tragedy this up with death (not unrealistic, dogs unfortunately do die, they have accidents and illnesses that seem to come from nowhere, they get old), but if the muse already has a ton of tragedy or you’re not going to be committed to writing them being upset about the loss ever/getting over it immediately, consider other options.

If not deeply important to character and story development in canon, the dog never happened at all. If the dog was a major factor though, perhaps give the muse a realistic life-circumstance that negated responsible ownership - they had to rehome the dog. Often, there is someone in your muse’s canon who would love and care for the dog, and this displays that your muse is a loving, responsible pet parent who did a difficult, but right, thing by their friend. You’re giving complexity to this, it is painful, but the dog didn’t need to be fridged.   Think you can handle writing the dog? I believe you can! But give yourself a break in some ways by giving them a dog that allows breaks.

Make it a well-adjusted adult dog they’ve had for a while, one who is more inclined to know that when we have company over, I need to go to my dog station and play with my toys more than I need to be in people’s faces. One that can be given a puzzle toy or chew, thus on the periphery of action for a bit-you can just mention here and there that the toy/chew makes a sound, the dog is deeply invested, looks happy, sees the muse looking over and tail-thumps about it, but keeps chewing. That sort of thing.  

Don’t give the muse a six month old Siberian Husky puppy that has never been worked with a day in its life unless you want to write your muse and your writing partner’s muse being flailed on, bugged constantly, a dog launching itself off the back of the couch, perpetually getting into things it shouldn’t, and chewing on hands and arms. If you create a dog who needs constant attention from your muse, they’re going to need constant attention from you as a writer too. This comes back to choosing and constructing wisely.

Literally, no pet is impeccably well-behaved at all times.

As I said before, don’t make a pet a perfect little robot. The very best-behaved pets still do things that are annoying, gross, and distracting. Your muse’s pet should be like that too.

It doesn’t need to be anything terrible, it can be very common things like a dog who starts barking when they hear knocking or a doorbell on tv. A cat who has an issue with eating too much, too quickly, and having it come back up. Dogs who are afraid of storms. Cats who need to claw this one arm of only one chair when they wake up, for no apparent reason. Dogs who dance underfoot when you come home carrying something. Cats who knead too hard.

These are all realistic, common things that are not big issues, just things that even the most well-behaved, relaxed pets can do. Keep in mind that, like human beings, animals are living variables. They have good and bad days, get rushes of energy and excitement, and make mistakes.

Also keep in mind that, while it is very realistic, things like the cat eating need to be handled carefully. Not only does exactly no one want to read a graphic description of anything being sick in this manner, some people may be extra-sensitive to it. Don’t graphically describe a pet being sick or using the bathroom on the floor, or the results thereof. You can simply state that it happened, or that the muse was late because they were cleaning it up, without going into that much detail. Please, as you should be doing anyway, check your writing partner’s rules for issues they may have with such matters. If they have a serious problem, just avoid that and find another realistic pet problem to occur instead.  

Remember, the pet exists when you can’t see it.

I mentioned this with the small animals, who are as easily forgotten in RP as they are IRL, but it’s relevant to all pets.  

Maybe you don’t have a pet, or haven’t had one as an adult, but it’s typical to think of the pet throughout the day, bring it up in conversation, have to drop in to let it out to potty or feed it. This is part of the commitment to writing in a pet for your muse, it exists even when it cannot be gushed over or used as a display of how Interesting, badass, kind, or Actually Human your muse is.  

Try things like:

wondering about the pet’s well being when stuck away from it longer than expected

thinking about what the pet is doing right now, especially if your muse is upset or hurt; pets are a great source of comfort, your muse will naturally seek out that comfort in times of distress regardless of the pet being present

needing to bring up to other muses that they can’t do something at a specific time, have to go home first, can’t stay overnight, etc. because they have to care for their pet

a poor muse struggling to care for their pet, a wealthy one thinking of a great new item they can get for the pet

muse to pet comparisons, not just things like how they look alike, but rather, how their situations in life might mirror/have been similar at some point, and/or how their behavior is similar or in contrast to each other

bringing up the pet in the natural course of conversation, sharing pics and vids, and not just that the pet exists but als how we normally speak of our pets, giving funny stories, talking of their personalities, the joy and vexation they give us

Remember that your muse has a relationship with their pet. Pets are part children, part best friend, you wouldn’t forget that your child or your best friend and roommate existed unless you could see and interact with them at that exact second. You also mention both in common conversations, have pictures with them, and are going to similarly share this bit part of your life with others too.

As a final note, don’t use an animal NPC to force an end to a conversation, or otherwise interrupt the natural flow of a thread if you’ve not discussed it with the other mun first.

No NPC should ever be used to end conversations you don’t like because they are confrontational or you feel they are boring. Muses disagree, have misunderstandings, and discuss unpleasant things. If you can’t handle legitimate interaction between muses unless it is going smoothly, reassess why you are writing something other than fics that you can keep within your comfort-zone better. If you continually find the conversations with this muse boring, instead of being relationship and character development, reconsider writing with this other muse. If this is the case with all other muses, again, fic may be what you need to do, not interactive, multiple person storytelling. (As someone who also writes fic and enjoys reading it, I do not mean this as a slight to fanfic. It is simply better for some people who might enjoy or feel more comfortable in a more controlled environment!)

Furthermore, a pet coming into the scene shouldn’t be a total disruption from the conversation anyway. You continue to talk and interact when a pet is in the room, it doesn’t devolve into just the pet and stay that way. By doing this, you are ignoring what your writing partner gave you, it’s immature and rude. Not how we do cooperative storytelling.

No NPC should ever be acting as a chaperone to keep your muse from adult behavior either, if you need to not write the thread in the direction it is going (smut, foreplay, etc.) it is your responsibility to have a conversation with the other mun. It’s additionally your responsibility to have made it clear from the outset that you don’t write these things and will need to avoid them. Already discussed with your writing partner and in your rules, you should be able to transition this to a scene after the action. Additionally, you can find plenty of reasons for your muse to not end up continuing with this interaction; they’re not at the same place in this relationship as the other muse is, they’re not in the mood, etc. Your muse should also be able to tell another muse “no,” if your writing partner isn’t going to accept that, you are better off getting rid of them!

There is no need for a pet muse, or any other character you are singly responsible for, to exist for the purpose of diverting a thread’s action or dialogue unless it is discussed and agreed to…and not recurrent.

You can write your muse’s pet better, and this is a good start.

Just remember that including a pet is a serious undertaking when you’re writing realistically at all. If you cannot commit to writing two muses at a time in a single thread, this isn’t the right choice. If you cannot handle having your human muse be an actual pet owner even when the pet isn’t in the scene or doing anything to imply a trait your muse has, this isn’t the right choice. And it isn’t the right choice if you’re not going to put the work into necessary research in order to develop and write the pet muse.

Choose and develop the pet wisely, not based purely on what you want to display about your muse. Go for what you can handle writing consistently and accurately, and what is going to work out best with your muse. Do the appropriate research, take the time to learn how to portray the pet muse and develop them realistically.

Make it fun, reward yourself!

When you’ve developed the pet muse:

do a post about them or add them to your muse bio

even give them their own page on the blog

introduce them in a post with pictures: give their basic information, and a write a little bio

make them their own tag, then post and reblog things that remind you of the pet, such as pictures, videos, and even pet quotes

include them in moodboards, or make them their own

This helps not only introduce others to the pet, it helps you get a feel for them too, and it’s fun after the effort you put into creating them.

Remember, every time you write this NPC, it’s just like any other NPC: this is a process of developing them. Unlike your primary muse, this one isn’t the star of your show or occupying as many of your thoughts for headcanons. Their development finishes out through writing them, and that’s alright. It’s alright to take a few bad turns while you figure this out!

I will be adding a link on this post to one containing helpful resources on common pet choices, so please check back!

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unknowconcreteflower-art-blog-me · 4 years ago

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Re-contextualizing Angel Dust: Charlie was not ready for this...

And for the sake of warning Hazbin Hotel is an adult cartoon containing heavy dark subject matter (such as rape and drug abuse, that maybe trigger to views so please tread carefully. Warning out of the way on with the post! I also just wanna get this out there older post my analysis of Val and Angel people kept commenting “what Angel Dust isn’t in love with Valentino” and my rebuttal was “no no that’s a past Angel Dust a younger one who didn’t reach that level of abuse just yet” while their argument was “no it’s the current Angel Dust” which can’t be the case. To prove my point I would like to refer back to the comics and the music video and looking at it with the context of the show. And please read my previous post if you want more explanation on Addict.

I just want to start off with explaining his relations to Cherri, needless to say Cherri is someone who Angel sees as a true friend and confines in her. And she is there for him as he is for her even willing to fight for her knowing well that he will get in trouble for it. Though one has to wonder why is there such this deep love and care for each other. Looking back to Addict, where we have Cherri singing her “Yeah you fell in love and you fell deeper in this pit...” and several times we have an unknown character pop up during her part of the song. With the little snip bits of info we get from the sequence we can tell that Cherri is in the line of work because of someone who’s over her head. And what they have over is an emotional hold over her if we want to lean in on what the lyrics it might in a romantic sense be we still don’t know who it is tho. So what makes this so important to Angel Dust.

This is because she herself is in the similar situation as Angel as in the both of us are trapped in the holes we dug ourselves into. Giving Angel someone who can understand the stuff he’s going through. Cherri knows why he’s acting out because he’s just trying to hide how hurt he really is cause” hey so does she”. And knows she doesn’t have to say anything but just be there; and takes him out on a night out with her when he’s down. That’s why Cherri is so important to him she’s someone he know that’s not going to look down on him or patronize him on his actions. And his number 1# go to person; which is why he probably reveal to her that he wants to get clean because hey that’s what binds them together... This connects why he broke streak and his stopped his sobriety.

During the opening scene of the show we have Valentino texting Angel to do work right after the extermination. Which I also have to point out that Val showing a lack of care for Angel safety after the extermination. He clearly wants his money and is making Angel put himself out there for work. And what does he do after he’s done with the job; he falls back on drugs. Now this is important to note... remember during the News broadcast Charlie confirmed that Angel was clean for 2 weeks before all of this happened! He was doing so well what could have possibly made him break his streak-Valentino.

People were theorizing Val gave drugs to his employees meaning Val isn’t only his pimp but supplier as well! Giving the reason why Angel stayed with Val for so long; when I did my analysis of the music video Addict I said Val maybe the first one to find Angel when he first came to hell. Manipulating Angel in a weakened state to view him as a sort of savior and made him forget his sorrows and how did this happen you may ask... “drugs” using sweet words to mask his hidden agenda. So Val basically trained hims like a dog on a leash in a sense of “you’ll get a love & affection with a treat” which translates to “if you do this job for me I’ll give you all the love you were denied when you were alive as along with the drugs you’ve been craving”. I will argue that Val made Angel even more dependent on drugs; because he made it his number one coping method he’s the enabler. After Angel was assaulted and raped by Valentino probably made it even worse for him because Val’s his boss, he goes to work he has to see him... triggering him to fall back on to drugs. That’s why Angel needs his drugs and needs to numb himself, so him breaking his streak clean after taking a job from Val wasn’t coincidence back then.

“he’a been behaved, clean and out of trouble for 2 weeks now” until Val got to him...

This makes Val even more dangerous to Angel’s road to recovery than we could have ever imagined. No only that but it makes it difficult to tell someone about it as well Angel is afraid of him and has to stay in contact with him since he’s his employer. This would be good time to bring up my rebuttal for my case of Addict: I get. I identified that the Angel Dust in the beginning of the music video is a younger one that still has some love for before figured out he was using him and he stood up to Val (pre-trauma). And the Angel Dust at the end credits of the music video and the one in the comic is the current Angel Dust and show (post-trauma). When you look at the interactions with Val (via comic vs music video) they are clearly different hence the two different Angel Dusts!

I will be referring to the comics in this section so if you haven’t read them please do.

When Angel is in the limo with Val he’s trying to make it very apparent that he’s upset that he’s not getting any attention from Val. Being very huffy and puffy not even looking at him as Val’ counting his money, forgetting that he’s right there. This is very important because Angel doesn’t hesitate to hide his emotions, this Angel is willing to show discontentment in front of Val being angry and annoyed at him which leads up to why he doesn’t kiss want him and outright rejects him. He shows he’s willing to fight back against Val’s mistreatment and neglect of him, becoming more aware of it. In my earlier post I deduced this scene is where Angel first time he’s disobeyed Val and finally gets the full picture he understands he doesn’t mean anything to Val and he’s using him. He’s no longer willing to put up with his mind games anymore and probably would have left Val that night... which is why he raped him to gain control over Angel.

Music video vs. Comic scene

Now looking at the interactions Angel Dust has with Val are completely different he’s submissive to Valentino when we see his conversation in the limo. Not only that but it shows why Angel Dust went on that drug deal for Val; to show him he can do something else other than being a sex-worker. Angel wants out and this was his way of giving himself another option but Val shuts it down completely! Even before he entires, he’s holding his arm in fear and discomfort, even when he’s trying to plead his case he is terrified. He’s no longer willing to fight back because of what Val did to him. And Val reminds him constantly that he could do it again if he wanted to by reminding him of that night! He does this by grabs Angel face when he tries to explain himself, like he did when he forced Angel to kiss. Val forces him to smiles when he leaves the limo he wants him to never show any form of disagreement or disobedience like the last time because that’s what got him in trouble last. To add more salt in the wound he makes him Angel call him “Mister Valentino” reminding him he’s in control! The man is practical holding a gun over Angel saying “the same thing will happen, if you disobey me again...” AND THAT IS SADISTIC AS HELL! It making me hate Val even more and after he leaves the limo all he can do is let out his anger in silence as when he smokes similar to when we see him smoke at the end credits to Addict this Angel is our current Angel Dust. This is his way of expressing his sorrow in silence why he’s an addict.

So you maybe asking how does Cherri bomb come into play, well I don’t think after the initial incident with Val who does Angel confine to Cherri and destroy a bar together. You see the pattern; Angel has a break down, uses his drugs comes off of the high, he goes to Cherri and in turn go out, and have fun well her kind of destructive fun! And it has been confirmed that he learn all about weapons from Cherri so basically this is the reason why! He wasn’t breaking his clean streak “to do his girl buddy a solid” he went because he wanted to be with the only person who could understand him at that time. And she just happened to be in a fight and he jumped in thinking “oh my home girl’s in trouble I gotta help her out...” and that’s probably did out of instinct to protect Cherri. Charlie and Vaggie cut in... now things start to get a little dicey I’m not trying to attack them but they didn’t handle it this best way. They didn’t know anything, and before know Angels story a lot of people are upset with Angel’s action but now that we have context they’re (Charlie & Vaggie) in the wrong.

These are the points of why Angel cannot confine to Charlie or Vaggie, I will also argue that they pushed Angel further from them. Angel is someone who’s very prideful and isn’t going to tell someone that he’s hurt. Unless they figure it out for themselves or feels safe with them (Cherri). Looking back Vaggie & Charlie made a huge “No-No...” and this scene is incredibly painful to watch. Let’s cut to Vaggie how does she address Angel by scolding him for his actions she goes right to the blame game, which is the last thing she should be doing if they really want to help Angel. They don’t even take the chance to ask him why he did it; unintentionally isolating him from help.

What bother me is that Vaggie is quick to call Angel’s actions are a result of being “selfish” which is not the case now that we have context. And probably why Angel just kept trying to piss off Vaggie because he knows that his actions weren’t out of wanting be “selfish”... and makes it clear that he still wants to go clean. It probably actually really hurt him to when she said that and I’d like to point out that people who struggle with addiction it’s not easy to stay clean and people can relapse. Basically what Vaggie did was shamed Angel for relapsing which is not okay and paints him as a bad guy immediately! To say he ruined the image of the hotel ... it made me furious at Vaggie putting all the blame on Angel. And we know that’s not the case even before the fight was broad casted the demons and sinners in Hell were already laughing at Charlie’s idea and let’s be honest it was reasonable. Because WE DON’T KNOW IF IT’S POSSIBLE YET so putting all the blame on Angel Dust was uncalled if anything it’s just the cherry on top. I’m not trying to attack Charlie but she really doesn’t know what she’s doing she doesn’t know how to send a soul into heaven. Is it irresponsible to broadcast a client before they are proven successful, not only that but it puts a lot of pressure on Angel to prove theory that we’re not sure is true yet.

And let’s be honest did Charlie really believe Vaggie’s word’s wouldn’t but hurtful they didn’t even take the time to ask him why he did it; immediately writing him off when clearly somethings going on now she’s painting the image that they don’t care about him, they just care about the hotel, and that they just wanted to use him as a poster boy! Hmm... now who has used Angel Dust in the past for their own personal agenda... oh yeah VALENTINO! Which is why he goes on saying “I made you look sad and pathetic...” he chooses those words not to just make Vaggie mad but that’s probably what he was really feeling on the inside. Angel really did want to apologize to Charlie but after what Vaggie said to him it probably made him feel like his apology meant nothing and leaves these actions carry on into Addict. This is where naivety is her biggest downfall she rushed into it thinking just keeping Angel clean is gonna redeem him she was so not ready to broad cast the hotel. She makes it sound easy but it so much harder than that!

THIS WAS A 100% CALLED FOR! AND SHE DOESN”T EVEN REALIZE IT!

This is why Angel flips off Charlie and doesn’t want to talk to her, he’s basically doing cause “Why should I tell you about my problems you don’t really care you just care about your hotel...” that’s why this is so important to highlight. They already gave him that impression, that they think little of him and that they aren’t going sympathize with him but scold him. And Charlie should have stopped Vaggie yelling when she had the chance. Vaggie sabotaged her chance to understand Angel Dust and help him. And did she really think her temperamental girlfriend was the one to help sympathize and redeem sinners. If she really wants to help Angel Dust she needs to stop thinking it’s gonna be a cupcake walk, people have reasons why they fall to these bad habits; people have issues, relationships, traumas, that they need to navigate before they can heal. Which makes me believe that Charlie isn’t the one who’s going to get Angel Dust to open up to them about his trauma. Vaggie’s out of the question if not then who...

HUSKER

Yup our favorite flying poker kitty... I’ll do a separate post on that because it deserves it’s own explanation! (Side note I really do love Vaggie we don’t know her story so don’t hate her) Hope you guys enjoy the post~

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #valentino #hazbin hotel charlie #vaggie #Cherri Bomb #huskerdust #husker #hazbin husk #hazbin hotel addict #vivziepop

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tenaciouspeacesandwich · 3 years ago

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PSA: Online Safety

Ok so normally I don’t post personal stuff on here, but I saw something today that made me remember this and I knew I had to post it somewhere.

When I was 14, I was really into digital art and online forums where people could post and discuss their paintings/drawings. As someone w/adhd and social anxiety, the internet was somewhere I felt I could be myself and be in control of my social interactions. It wasn’t as intimidating as making friends or talking to people in real life, and I built genuine social skills on there. However, I wasn’t aware of how dangerous these digital communities could be.

I had (still do) a really great relationship with my parents growing up, and they made sure to have the discussion with me about stranger danger and how you should never give away personal info online, all the classics. I never really hid anything I did on the computer from them, and they trusted me completely. They monitored our internet that was considered acceptable by most parenting standards (i.e. server blockers for adult content, etc.). But none of that mattered when I met someone on a discussion board who convinced me to meet up with them irl.

Obviously, looking back on it now years later, it was one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done. Even at the time, I remember being a little scared when this person asked me to meet them at a public park. They were one of my online ‘art buddies’, ppl who critiqued and gave advice for your submissions, and we’d ‘known’ each other for a while. They complimented my sketches, gave me great tips on how to draw better, and I was really inspired by all the works they posted. Then the conversations meandered naturally from our posts to our lives, casual talk like how we hated homework but liked our teachers, our siblings were annoying, etc.

WARNING: DESCRIPTION OF GROOMING AHEAD

Then, one day they messaged me complementing my self-portrait that I had posted. It was by no means realism, more of a cartoon version of myself, but their flattering words were enough to make my introverted,14-year-old self swoon. I was so shy in school, no one even knew i was there half the time, let alone told me i was beautiful. It made me feel special, valued, less alone. Looking back now, I see it for what it was. But at the time, those words only made me trust this person more. So when they mentioned that they lived in my city and asked if I wanted to meet up at a public park, it wasn’t a huge red flag to me. It was a public place, right? It’s not like they were asking for my social or my address or anything. And they wouldn’t be picking me up in their car, the park was close enough to my school that I could bike the 4 miles there myself. We were just gonna hang out at the picnic tables for a couple of hours, no big deal.

Even though I’d seen this park before, I’d never actually been to it. My parents never took us there, and I always just assumed it was because there were other, closer parks to our house that were just as nice. It didn’t seem sketchy to me as I rode up closer, other than the fact that some of the playground equipment was rusty and the swing set had overgrown weeds on it.

I remember this day so clearly even though it’s been 10 years now: I was pedaling up this mini-hill that went thru a neighborhood, and the park was at the bottom of the hill on the other side. I remember stopping at the top of the hill to catch my breath for a second on the sidewalk, and I looked down at the park. From where I was standing, I could see the picnic tables and the parking lot. My friend had been messaging me on my phone, and had been updating me ever since I left school on my bike. They said they were already there and had been waiting for me for the past 10 minutes, and that when I arrived I’d be able to find them really easily because they had a red convertible in the parking lot, and they had managed to get us a table that we didn’t have to share. I texted them when I left, asking if there were a lot of people at the park that day. Their reply was really distinct, because instead of ‘yeah, kinda’ or ‘not really’, they texted back; ‘Super crowded, some kind of birthday party at the gazebo- All kinds of moms lol’ . Reading that gave me assurance that I didn’t know I needed, and that’s why I remember the dread and fear I felt when I looked down at the park.

There was no one there.

No party, no kids, nothing- the gazebo was empty, the playground deserted, everything was just quiet.

Except for this one man sitting at a picnic table, who had to be at least my father’s age. There was a gray sedan parked in the lot (i’m assuming his, but I don’t know), and the man was looking down at his phone as he sat at the table.

I texted my ‘friend’ again, still hidden by the garage wall of someone’s house where my bike was parked at the top of the hill. My ‘friend’ was supposed to be a guy my age who was wearing a pink floyd t shirt and black jeans. I asked him, ‘is there food at the party?’

I got an instant reply; ‘Yeah, a grillout- smells amazing but i don’t think they’ll let us have anything lol’.

I turned around and got on my bike, looking over my shoulder every 5 minutes, terrified that this guy might have seen and followed me. Thankfully, there was never anyone behind me, and I didn’t stop until I got home. I went to my room and deleted my entire account from that website, blocking my ‘friend’ first and deleting all of our conversation history in a panic before making sure every trace of me was gone forever. I sat there in my room for a while just staring at the wall.

I don’t know for sure if the man that I saw had anything to do with the person I was messaging- I don’t know him or why he was at the park. All of these things are connections I drew from what I knew via the website and our conversation, and what I could see with my own eyes. But more powerful than any of that was the immense, strong gut feeling I had wash over me when I was about to meet that person. Something just felt very, very wrong. I was still happy and excited to meet them, but that happiness was soured by that innate reaction of dread and foreboding that just screamed at me to go away.

I never told my parents about this, and still haven’t to this day. I know they would blame themselves for me being lured by this person (if that was in fact what happened), and that is the last thing I want- they did everything right.

That’s my entire point in posting this: my parents did everything by the book, took the experts advice, had an open and trusting relationship with me, and monitored our internet access. But I still made this happen, I still got my way, and I’m convinced that it’s by sheer luck that I’m still here today. I got up the courage to ask them one day, about 3 years after all this, when we were driving by that park why they never took us there as kids. My parents told me that park was notorious for drug use and crime, and that there were no working security cameras anywhere nearby.

There have been so many people in my situation who unfortunately never came home. Please please please be careful who you talk to on the internet, and be even more careful about the excuses you tell yourself to justify why it’s ok for you to be communicating with strangers. I convinced myself that this was just a fun meet up with a friend, that it was safe because it was on a public property, and that it was ok for me to go by myself. I will remember this experience for the rest of my life.

#public safety #online safety #grooming #child exploitation #luring #online predators #be safe #safety #parenting #online smarts

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jumbojamba47 · 4 years ago

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I Love You

Pt. 2 of Guest Room

A/N: Thank you for loving my little ball of garbage enough to warrant a second part. I’m feeling warm and fuzzy. Also... I kinda.. sorta.. really got carried away with this. I’m so sorry. I’m so so sorry. Shout out to my irl friends who had to deal with my gleefully rubbing my grubby little paws together all day.

A/N PT. 2: TUMBLR QUIT BEING A BITCH AND JUST LET ME UPLOAD MY STORY IN PEACE PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU. The last try uploaded to my main and my stomach dropped out of my ass lmao. Fifth and hopefully final time. (I’m so sorry for the notifications spam for everyone I tagged)

PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Stucky

Warnings: 18+, Angst (like so much I’m sorry), Smut, Swearing, Mentions of Alcohol Consumption

Word Count: 5702

Hollow. It’s the only way she can describe the feeling of deep-seated emptiness that settles in her as she watches the quinjet disappear in the distance. What’s that noise? She casts her eyes around her surroundings when she suddenly feels a dampness on her collarbone. Reaching up a hand, she feels moisture on her face.

Oh.

The sounds were coming from her. At the realization of her sobs, pain wracked her frame with nowhere to go.

What was she thinking?

She wasn’t.

When she left Clint in a hurry, she hadn’t even paused to consider what she would say to you if she caught you. What did she feel for you? What could she have told you? Her life conditioned her to believe love was for children. She wasn’t one.

And yet…

She couldn’t deny that there was something about you that always drew her in to you. Every hidden interaction with you pulled onto all five of her senses demanding her full attention until there was only you in front of her; drawn straight into your orbit like a moon of Saturn. Each and every private encounter made it more difficult for the hardened assassin to pull herself away from you only to act unaffected by your presence in public.

Was that love?

It doesn’t matter.

You were sunlight. You were the warm embrace of home calling out to every damaged member of this family seeking acceptance for their past sins and a place to belong.

And she?

Well, she was damaged beyond repair.

She refused to be the one to tarnish your light. And she knew, if she gave in to her weaknesses, you could never really shine. You meant too much to the team. To her. A part of her could also admit to fear. Fear of what would happen if she hurt you.

If you hurt her.

She could live with never knowing what it felt like to call you hers. To hear you whisper her name in the early morning light your sweet features the first things she lays eyes on in your shared haven.

But she knew. She’d never recover if she could have you and lose you. If she were to tear her walls down, only for you to look inside and decide it wasn’t worth it.

That she wasn’t worth it.

With a steely resolve in her eyes, Natasha turned on her heels and began to make her way back towards the gym. She had a few weeks to get her head screwed on straight. She’ll lock away and bury anything she might have felt for you if given the chance. When you’re back, she’ll apologize for the hurt she’s caused you and maybe, just maybe, you’ll let her stay a part of your life.

If, along the way, she refuses to let her mind wander to thoughts of you with someone else, well, that’s her prerogative.

xxxx

You sit in heavy silence on the quinjet. Thoughts of last night’s interactions with the red-headed assassin plaguing your mind. You still feel a pang of pain when you remember her rejection. With a mental shake of your head, you resolve to table your emotions for now to focus on the mission at hand.

You’ve been tasked with leading a team to infiltrate an underground drug trafficking ring disguised as a bi-monthly art auction. Once you arrive at your destination, you’ll be allotted two months of integration and data retrieval before another team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents will be sent in to assist in the take down. You’re leading the team with Scarlet Witch and Falcon following your lead. Agent Hill was chosen to tag along strictly for backup and onsite supervision should the worst come to pass.

Sam and Maria sit up front; you can hear the sounds of quiet banter trickling back towards you while they try to respect your privacy, believing you to be mentally preparing yourself for the road up ahead. Wanda sits opposite you. Your emotions scream at her from across the jet, but she has the decency not to read your actual thoughts.

Still, she can’t help the concerned glances she sends your way.

Noticing her attention on you, you shift your body to turn towards her.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I could ask you the same. Where did you disappear to last night? I tried to find you after you were pulled away by Natasha, but I couldn’t find you.”

You let out a soft sigh.

“I’m sorry. My heads been a mess lately. I didn’t mean to leave you on the dance floor like that. It was a rough night.”

A hand rises to nervously play with the hair on the back of your neck. You look to the floor.

“I also owe you a bit of an apology for how carried away I got last night. You’re amazing Wan, and I don’t want to lead you on in any way.”

She lets out a light laugh.

“Don’t worry about it, draga mea. We were just two friends who had a little too much to drink, having a little fun. No hard feelings whatsoever.”

You wince and she instantly knows that was the wrong thing to say.

“You know, I’ve been told I’m a pretty good listener. Pietro used to say it’s because I had big ears when we were children.”

She reaches out a hand across the aisle to let it rest on your knee. After an internal debate, you decide to divulge everything to her. From your first interactions with the assassin and your instant connection to the fallout from last night.

Listening patiently, Wanda’s eyes widen slightly when you mention what the events that occurred in the ex-soviet’s room.

By the end, Wanda is livid with righteous indignation on your behalf.

“Well, she’s a fool for letting you go.” She squeezes your leg.

“I can’t claim to understand what’s going through her head, but you have to know her feelings aren’t a reflection on your worth. You are the glue that holds this team together and we all love you. Natasha, she…” she pauses, “she’s been through much. More than any of us will ever know. Her experiences have closed her off. But you’re both strong. Maybe you’re not meant to be, but I know you can bounce back from this. We have a few weeks before we’re due back and, in that time, I guarantee you we can get your spirit back up and bouncing like usual.”

“Damn right, we can!” You hear Sam interrupt from the front of the plane.

You release a breath you didn’t realize you were holding and let out a light laugh.

Yeah, things weren’t okay.

But maybe they will be.

xxxx

The mission goes off without a hitch and it does wonders for your confidence. As soon as you landed at the safehouse, you and your team had set to work securing the perimeter and preparing for your upcoming roles in the undercover mission. Sam moved first, infiltrating the ranks of the dealers as he uncovered the hierarchy of the operation and fed maria intel to pass on to headquarters. You and Wanda were posed as a wealthy young couple from new money, tasked with getting close to the heads of the drug ring in order to gain access to the final auction where you ultimately took down the entire operation with the aid of several agents.

Despite the smooth execution, you all still found yourselves with extra downtime between stakeouts and it led to the four of you growing closer. One of your favorite pastimes became group binge-watches of The Fairly Odd Parents and Wanda had taken to calling you Cosmo, the husband of her cartoon namesake.

“ETA: 5 minutes,” called out Hill.

From your seat, you could see the compound looming over the horizon. You take in a nervous breath and release.

Next to you, Wanda can feel your apprehensive tension and takes a moment to give your hand a firm squeeze.

“You’re okay, Cosmo. Remember our talks. You have strength. You know your worth. You’ll be fine.”

You send her a grateful smile and a nod. Your fingers squeeze her back briefly before you move to stand by the doors of the ramp as you hear the jet begin to touch down.

She’s right. During your time away, you came to terms with the fact that it’s not Natasha’s fault that she doesn’t feel the same way as you do. You know you have no control over other people’s feelings, and you owed it to the both of you to face this head on, maturely.

As soon as the jet’s ramp meets the floor of the hangar, you’re met with a wall of pure muscle that really should come with a warning label. Your feet are lifted off the ground and suddenly you’re swinging in circles. You laugh as Bucky’s long hair tickles your nose.

Wait a second.

Is that?

“James Buchanan Barnes. Put me down this instant.”

He stiffens. That’s his name. That’s who he is. He is James Buchanan Barnes. Former sergeant and integral member of the Howling Commandos. The Winter Soldier. Melted down and reforged by Hydra. He was a legend. He was a nightmare. He was feared. He was… terrified.

Christ. Hearing his full name falling out of your mouth in that tone never failed to instill the fear of God into him. Not even his ma, bless her soul, could quite measure up to the intimidating aura you exuded when he knew you were ready to tan his hide.

You stood before him, hands on your hips, feet shoulder width apart, stance strong, eyebrow peaked… and deadly.

“Did you break into my room and steal my hair mask… again?”

The others stand back, watching in amusement while he starts to sweat.

“D-doll, of course not! You explicitly told m-me your room was off limits while you were go-”

You cut him off as you step closer.

“Don’t you lie to me, Barnes,” your eyes narrow and he gulps when you push your face closer to his.

“I can smell the macadamia oil, you heathen.”

Just as you’re about to launch into a lecture about respecting other people’s belongings, you’re interrupted by the sound of Steve’s voice.

“You gotta admit, at least it’s better than smelling the greasy mop he always ends up with after training.”

Your entire demeanor lightens up as you whip around to take a running leap at your favorite Man with a Plan.

“STEVIE!”

He catches you in his arms. “Good to have you back, sugar. We missed you around here.”

You hear a soft exhale of relief come from behind you.

Tilting your head back from where you’re perched in Steve’s arms, you narrow your eyes at Bucky and make a silent gesture to indicate you’re watching him. This is far from over.

He gulps.

“Well, c’mon then, we’re all dying to hear how the mission went. The others are waiting for you in the lounge.”

You stay wrapped around your friend’s dorito shaped torso but make the effort to wriggle your way around him so you’re clinging to his back like an infant koala. He rolls his eyes but does nothing to deter you, choosing to move his arms in support of your legs instead.

“Onward, my trusty steed!” you giggle.

As one, you all make your way towards the main common area, taking the time to drop off your luggage in your respective rooms as you go. Eventually, you make your way to the lounge and as you’re carried in, F.R.I.D.A.Y. blasts the loud trumpets of a herald through her speakers.

Huh, Tony must’ve upgraded her sense of humor.

Greeting the others, you use your hands in Steve’s hair like an oversized rat with a penchant for cooking to guide him towards your favorite lounge chair. Sam and Wanda move towards the kitchen to look for the good snacks they couldn’t have undercover while everyone else gathers around the remaining lounges.

From the corner of your eye, you can see Natasha hovering off to the side near Clint but you can’t quite get yourself to make eye contact yet. You wait for everyone to settle in. Wanda approaches you with two mugs of tea in her hands offering you one with a “just the way you like it, Cosmo”. It’s punctuated with a wink and she perches herself on the arm of your seat, bringing her own around to rest across the back. Her hand finds its way to your hair playing with a few strands to keep you grounded while you purposefully train your eyes away from a certain side of the room.

Wanda really did become your rock in the weeks away. While you never repeated anything from the night of your party, you fell into an easy companionship with the young mutant that led to you each being comfortable around the other. She knew how hard your return would be for you and made it her next mission to make sure you knew you had a solid support system in place.

Seeing the close interaction between the two of you, Bucky and Steve both shoot you cheeky grins and eyebrow wiggles that have you holding up a throw pillow just under Wanda’s current line of sight. She glances down, smirks and hurls the pillow at the two men using her powers, ensuring she adds a boomerang effect to ricochet off the face of one in order to hit the other stunning both of them.

“Nice!” You give her an enthusiastic high five as she wiggles her fingers at the recovering men.

“I just learned that one on the job. I have to keep practicing for muscle memory.” She states in a faux haughty tone while you snicker at the indignation on your Brooklyn Boys’ faces.

Across the room, Natasha watches you. She knew she missed you while you were away, but nothing could have prepared her for the onslaught of emotions that crashed into her when she finally laid eyes on you after weeks apart. You still had the same mischievous spark in your eyes. Your nose still crinkled just the slightest bit when you laughed. Your smile could still light up an entire room like the Fourth of July.

God, she missed you.

She watches your raucous banter with the resident super-soldiers with a fond smile teasing the corners of her lips. She takes note of the casual arm slung across your shoulders, the hand tangled in your hair, and something inside of her burns. Her jaw clenches.

She’s not yours to have.

Clint nudges her shoulder with a pointed look. She realizes she’s been emitting a soft growl. Focus Romanoff! Where is your training? She strains but ultimately fixes her posture until she’s the posterchild for casual aloofness. Her best friend snickers but chooses not to comment on the slight rigidity he can see in her shoulders.

Tony claps his hands to gain everyone’s attention.

“Alright alright, Hermione’s new parlor tricks aside, we all know why we’re really here.”

In his best imitation of Fury’s gruff voice, he growls out, “Hill. Debrief report. Judgement on (y/hero/n)’s execution?”

Rolling her eyes but playing along, “All objectives executed to perfection. Leadership skills exemplary, sir!” she tosses in a mock salute.

It’s quiet before everyone breaks into cheers and congratulate you and your team on a successful job well done. You’re beaming when you hear Sam chime in with, “You better watch out Cap. (Y/l/n) could give you a run for your money as team captain. We might be shipping you to a retirement home sooner than we thought.

Your best friend grins at you with pride and mirth shining in his eyes and you feel warm inside.

“I think we could come to a truce and work together. Co-captain sound good to you doll?”

“I don’t think so Steve. I’ll leave the captaincy to you. I don’t think I could handle dragging the metal chicken wing over there back in line every day,” you respond with a laugh, sticking your tongue out at Sam. You draw out a squawk of offense and everyone bursts into laughter.

You turn your head slightly and find yourself making direct eye contact with the very same pair of vivid green eyes that still visit you in your dreams. You swallow down the rising emotions and offer her a small smile. She looks startled at first but relaxes slightly and gives you one of her own in return.

Maybe you could do this.

You spend a few more minutes catching up with the rest of the team, learning about what everyone has been up to while you were away. Checking the time, you slowly pull away from Wanda, who still has her weight resting on you, and announce that you’re going to head to your room to wash off and settle in before you have to fill out your mission reports.

Everyone bids you goodnight and you exit the room, walking the familiar pathway towards your own residence. Your ears pick up quiet footsteps behind you causing you to turn your head slightly.

A small sharp inhale escapes your lips. Your eyes betray you with a quick scan of her nervous form standing in front of you. Her hair is a little longer and the circles under her eyes are just the slightest shade darker. She still looks just as breathtaking as the day you walked out of her room. Her presence instantly brings you peace and you curse yourself under your breath.

Mentally slapping yourself, you plaster on a casual smile.

“Hey Nat. Been a while.”

You cringe.

Really? Been a while? Really?

She steps towards you, “Hi (y/n/n),” she responds softly.

“Listen I-”

“Can we-”

You both let out a nervous chuckle.

“Sorry. Go ahead, you first,” she says.

“Listen, Nat. I owe you an apology.”

She stills. What could you possibly have to apologize for? You’re not the one who broke the heart of the love of your life just because you had commitment issues.

Stop that. She’s not your love of anything.

She opens her mouth to interrupt but you press on.

“It wasn’t fair of me to try to push you into something you clearly weren’t comfortable with. You made it clear that you didn’t love me the way I loved you. I never wanted to make you feel like I would demand anything of you. You’re more than entitled to your own feelings and it wasn’t okay for me to project what I felt onto you.”

Frozen in place, her mind could only focus on two words.

Loved? Felt?

And didn’t that sting?

She can feel her throat start to constrict but she goes along with it.

Maybe it’s for the best.

“It’s okay (y/n/n). I understand where you came from and I’m partially to blame for letting things go on for as long as they did without taking your feelings into consideration.

“Friends?”

A small, okay large, part of her brain screamed in agony that this was wrong.

Instead, she smiles and nods opening her arms.

You gingerly step into her embrace, one arm comes up holding her shoulder while the other gently cups the back of her head in a familiar hold.

Her arms come up to wrap themselves around your middle, squeezing slightly.

If either of you noticed the other inhale just a little deeper, neither of you chose to comment.

xxxx

Several weeks go by and you’ve settled back into a familiar routine. Wanda has officially been adopted into you and your boys’ infamous trio and the brunette witch could often be seen joining in on your foolish antics around the compound. At first, the three made a pact to ensure you would never be exposed to prolonged periods of alone time with the woman who damaged your tender heart. Often times, you’d catch yourself alone with the assassin only for one of the others to immediately swoop in to whisk you away and drag you into some activity before you could draw each other into a prolonged conversation

It took you a few days to catch on to what your friends were doing. While the sentiment was greatly appreciated, you couldn’t miss the slight look of hurt that crossed Natasha’s face whenever you were pulled away from her. Eventually, you had to put your foot down, taking them aside one day. You told them that you loved them and appreciated their concern. But you’re an adult and you can handle your affairs well enough on your own.

They backed off but still continued to keep a wary lookout. They couldn’t help it. You were their favorite.

Your interactions with the devastatingly gorgeous avenger were still a little stunted and you both miss the longing stares you direct towards each other on occasion. Still, you’re getting better.

It still hurts sometimes but you’re okay as long as you still have her in your life. In any capacity.

You think you’re getting better. It stills hurts but you’re okay as long as you still have her in your life.

xxxx

You’re in the gym talking to Sam one afternoon as he spots you in the weights section while Natasha and Clint are sparring on the mats.

“The team’s decided to make an appearance at a new nightclub Aluminum Alloy Man bought out on a dare tonight. You in, sugar?”

You laugh at the latest nickname he’s given Stark but shake your head no.

“Sorry Sam but I’ve got a date.”

You hear a particularly loud grunt come from Clint and turn your head slightly to see Natasha apologizing while he’s doubled over catching his breath.

“Oh? Anyone we know?” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

You roll your eyes.

“With myself, you dork. I’ve been dying to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail and I finally have the downtime to sit through it. There’s a bottle of wine and a couch calling my name and I intend to capitalize.”

He laughs but nods understandingly.

“That’s fair. You good here? I better head out to get ready.”

“Yeah, yeah, you go ahead. Have fun tonight!” You wave him off wiping the sweat off the back of your neck with a damp towel.

“(Y/L/N)!” You hear your name called out from across the gym.

“Care to spar? Clint’s tapping out. He’s a wuss.”

You start to hesitate but choose to nod instead, stepping into the ring, setting your towel on the rope to dry.

You begin to circle one another assessing each other’s weaknesses. She makes the first move lashing out with a swift kick to your ankle, aiming to leave you off balance. You dodge out of the way and retaliate with a series of jabs towards her torso. This goes on for several minutes each of you landing several hits when Natasha launches herself off your bent knee, intending to use her signature thigh grip of death to bring you down.

Not today, Satan.

You bring your arms up, wedging them between your neck and her legs before she can get a grip. You latch onto her legs tightly before you swing her around your body, tackling her to the floor. You move your hand to cradle the back of her head to ensure it doesn’t smack into the ground, bringing yourself much closer to her body in the process.

You’re both panting heavily, stuck, mesmerized by the intense look in each other’s eyes. You have one leg between her thighs, knee pressed to her core, puffs of air intermingling between you.

Is she? Leaning towards you?

Oh, you definitely felt that wiggle of her hips against your knee.

You wet towel drops to the floor with a wet smack and just like that, the spell is broken.

You both scramble apart and you move to pick up the offending object.

Behind you, Natasha clears her throat sheepishly.

“So, I couldn’t help but overhear your big plans for tonight while you were talking to Wilson. Is there room for one more? I was actually planning to do the same, but I hear Monty Python is much funnier with good company.”

Everything inside of you screams that this is a terrible idea. But here’s the thing, you thrived off of terrible ideas.

“Sure, why not? We can start when everyone else heads out?”

Sure you would have declined, she brightens considerably and throws you a grin.

She starts walking backwards towards the door.

“Great! It’s a date! I mean- not a date-”

She smacks herself right into the door.

You let out a small laugh.

“I know what you meant.”

“Right. Yes. I’ll see you tonight!” She scurries out the door.

You stay standing there in the ring watching the space she just occupied.

On the other side of the door, Natasha leans heavily against the metal.

What have I gotten myself into?

xxxx

You bid goodbye to your friends and make sure to tell them to call you should they need anything. Once everyone is out the door, you turn around, inhale deeply, and set to work.

Despite everything, and your unfailing determination to not fall down the same rabbit hole, you can’t help but want to take care of Natasha in any capacity you can.

So, you take extra care to grab her favorite snacks, her go-to brand of wine, a couple glasses, and an oversized hoodie you always kept in the back of the closet, on hand just for her. She had a tendency to relax in thinner loungewear, but you knew once she settled in, she stubbornly refused to get up for anything no matter how cold she got.

As you set everything down on the coffee table in front of the oversized, plush couch in the center of the movie room, the beauty in question makes her way towards you in, surprise surprise, a thin tank top and shorts.

You roll your eyes but toss her your sweatshirt and she grins at you before hastily throwing it on, snuggling into the warmth. You both settle onto opposite sides of the couch, the wine and snacks split between you. The movie plays and you find yourselves relaxing. Like magnets, you eventually gravitate towards each other, sharing jokes and snacks, yelling at the large screen in front of you as the Black Knight stubbornly refuses to die.

Without realizing each other’s movements, she winds up leaning against you while your arm is wrapped around alternating between playing with her hair and rubbing soothing patterns across her shoulder and biceps.

You feel a shudder come from the deadly ball of fluff in your arms and only then do you realize your positions. You can’t bring yourself to move.

“Cold?”

“Yeah,” she nods. Attempting to burrow herself further into your clothes.

You pull her closer to you until her legs are resting over yours, head tucked under your chin, puffs of air tickling your sensitive neck.

Bad move (y/l/n).

You forget how to breathe. Natasha turns to look at you when she feels you still beneath her.

Oh. Oh god.

She didn’t realize how close she was to you and from this distance, she can see every detail of your ethereal beauty in the dim light of the movie lighting.

You turn your head to take a quick peak at her but suddenly you’re drowning in a sea of green. Your breath hitches when green is replaced by red and suddenly plump lips are crushing your own.

You moan and your hands scramble for purchase as the angel in your lap twists to straddle you. Fists tighten in your hair while she nips at your lower lip, close to drawing blood. She tugs at your shirt and you get the message. You desperately rip away your top while she follows suit before she pushes you onto your back spreading out on top of you.

A loud groan escapes your lips as the vixen in your arms finds the sensitive space right below your ear. Unwilling to be out done, you wrap your legs around her hips and gracefully flip yourselves over, trailing kisses down the crevice of her breasts, mapping your way down her body. Like Copernicus charting the stars. Reaching your destination, you pull apart the draw strings of her shorts with nothing but your teeth, earning a moan of approval from the writhing redhead. You smoothly slide back up her body, meeting her desperate lips in a searing kiss while your hand finds her center, already feeling the slick wetness ready for you. Natasha’s limbs fly to wrap around you as you set a steady pace pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Knowing she needs the extra push, your other hand moves to pull aside her bra before you deliver a harsh nip and a firm curl of your fingers.

She sees stars.

No.

She sees galaxies.

You continue to move, determined to prolong her pleasure for as long as possible.

You’re rewarded with the crack of her voice as she hurdles into the abyss.

“God, I fucking love you.”

It slips out of your mouth completely unbidden.

But it’s too late.

The damage can’t be undone.

Just like that, she snaps back to reality.

She hastily sits up. Your hand falls back into your lap as she quickly stands picking up her shirt.

“We can’t do this.”

“Natasha, I-”

“No.”

“Natasha, would you jus-”

“I said no!”

You feel like you’ve been here before.

She turns to make a hasty retreat, but you catch her hand in a tight grip before she can get too far.

“Why do you keep running from me? Am I so repulsive that the thought of being with me has you running for the hills?”

“Not everything is about you, (y/l/n),” she bites out.

Neither of you hear the team returning but all of them can hear the yelling coming from your direction and they run towards you.

“No. You always do this! Every time I think we’ve gotten to a good place; you freeze me out.”

“That’s the thing! We were in a good place! We were having fun. We had each other when we needed it and nothing more! We were so good like that. We can still be like that!”

Tears fill your eyes.

“It’s not enough.”

“Why can’t this be enough?!” she cries.

“This has to be enough,” she whispers looking at anything but you.

A hand moves to grip hers gently. The other rises to cup her chin to guide her eyes to yours.

“This could be so much more. Let me love you the way you deserve.”

Staring into your eyes, she can see you dying a little more inside the longer she stays silent.

She pulls away from you.

Okay.

You thought you could be fine with just floating in her orbit. Maybe you underestimated how long it would take for you to heal enough to allow it. Or maybe you couldn’t do this at all.

Your head tilts towards the floor. Your lips break into the softest, most heart-breaking smile she’s ever seen.

“I’m always going to love you Natasha Romanoff. But I owe it to the both of us to know this won’t be enough for me. This can’t be enough for me.”

A whimper is caught in her throat but she can’t bring herself to move when you step back away from her.

“I love you. I don’t want to,” you breathe out.

Natasha swears she hears something inside her shatter.

“I’m sorry I don’t give you the strength you need to pursue your own happiness. I really hope you find someone who does. All I’ve ever wanted was for you to be happy.”

You make me happy.

Just say it!

Her body screams in protest with every fiber of her being.

“Bye Tasha.”

You turn and only then do you realize that the two of you aren’t alone.

Wanda steps forward. She wraps her arms around your shoulders as she leads you away throwing a glare at the assassin.

Natasha takes a step in your direction.

“(Y/n) wait-”

She stopped by a metal arm blocking her way.

“Haven’t you done enough?” Bucky growls.

“And what do you know about what I’ve done?” She shoves him away.

“I know you hurt them! AGAIN!” he snarls, “You need to get your shit together before I’ll even THINK about letting you come anywhere NEAR (y/n) again, Romanoff.”

Her blood boils. She scoffs, “Big surprise, their guard dog immediately snaps to attention at the first sign of trouble. Tell me Barnes, does your master feed you well?”

She regrets her outburst immediately, but she’s too angry, too frustrated, too exhauseted to take it back.

“Don’t forget who trained you, Natalia,” comes out in a menacing hiss.

Frantically, Clint’s eyes snap from her to the ex-soldier advancing on her. He immediately steps between the two, placing a hand on her arm and turning towards the larger assassin.

“Whoa now, you know she didn’t mean that. Emotions are just running high right now. Let’s all take a step back. I could use a hand, Cap.”

Despite his own roiling emotions, he needs to maintain his professionalism as team captain, releasing a heavy puff of air, he moves to place a firm hand on Bucky’s shoulder, pulling him to his side.

“Clint’s right. We can’t do anything to fix this right now. Everyone, disperse. We’ll regroup in the morning.” He sends a piercing glare at the redhead.

Hearing another growl, Clint whips his head back around, “As entertaining as it would be to make a compound wide betting pool with Tony on a wwe rumble between you and two tag-teaming super soldiers, maybe we should take a second to cool off outside, yeah” he hisses at her.

Gritting her teeth, she nods, allowing Clint to pull her down the hall and out the door.

As she catches a glimpse of the hall leading to your room, all she can think is one thing.

She let you slip through her fingers… again.

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de-facto-slut · 4 years ago

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Release Me Into Orbit

(Dark!Bucky x Black!Female Reader)

Summary: Bucky and the Reader are trying to heal from the trauma of their pasts.

A/N: Here we dive into the past. The true beginning to our characters stories. This story takes place both in the past and the present so get ready for that. I do plan on releasing the next Chapter of Invisible Chain soon! Stay tuned.

Warnings: Non-Con, Dub-Con, Violence, major character death, Manipulation, emotional abuse, physical abuse, eventual Kidnapping, Breeding Kink, and angst etc later in the story.

Honestly More tags will be added.

Ch 2: 2014

Longing.

It was hard for Bucky to see anything through the small opening in his cell door. He had lost count of how many years he had been locked up a long time ago. There were no windows that allowed him to even guess when it was night and when it was day. Inside his cage they made sure he had no human interaction; they left Bucky completely alone. As the years passed the only thing keeping him company was his own thoughts. Bucky would try his hardest to focus on his fragmented memories before the war. Those memories contained the few good things he could remember about being human. His first kiss behind Sal’s Diner. The smell of his mother’s home-made cherry pie. The scary thing was he couldn’t even remember his mother’s face, just the smell of her fragrant pie. To be honest he couldn’t remember any faces. They were all just blurs. When it came to his captors all he knew is that they had the same routine in place for him every day. They would feed him his one meal, then they would return to remove him from the cell. The strong ones would drag him through a maze of corridors until he reached a room filled with bright fluorescent lights. The lights illuminated the dreaded device they used for their experiments.

Rusted.

The experiments were the only time he interacted with anyone outside of his cell. Bucky could never see them properly as they always hid behind the bright lights. All he ever got to see were their shadows as they moved about speaking their foreign tongue. Nobody ever spoke to him unless they were reciting the very words that caused him great mental distress. Those words were a curse that was cast on him a long time ago after the war. One that followed him, captor to captor. They would often drug him, just enough so he’d be a little disorientated, but they made sure he’d still be able to feel and hear everything. Once drugged, that’s when they would begin torturing him. The only thing they would change in his routine is the method in which they tortured him. Each time they would try a new method to test the limits of his body and the limits of his mind. Unfortunately for Bucky, the day didn’t end until he physically and mentally could not take anymore. Eventually, they didn’t even need to use pain or the dreaded spell to get him to comply.

Seventeen.

It was a strange sensation to not be in control of one’s own body. It was a sensation that Bucky should have grown used to, but he never could. It was as if his own consciousness was taking a back seat while someone else controlled him over and over, each driver just as brutal as the next. He was always vaguely aware of what atrocities they made him commit in the name of science, and that in itself was torture to live with. When they would return him to his cell, he could barely get a wink of sleep as the images would replay over and over in his mind. Their screams ringing in his ears. This was what they had reduced him to, he was just a tool to them. Eventually, he had to do everything in his power to keep himself from going completely mad and that just meant numbing himself to it all. The bright-eyed man from Brooklyn that was just trying to save the world was gone years ago. In his place was a murderer. A weapon. A monster. And that’s all he’d ever be.

Daybreak.

It was a day like any other, except it was storming outside. Bucky could tell by the sounds of the fierce winds howling against the facility that and he had finally been moved to a cell with a small window. Bucky had learned that he had been with these particular captors for several years. Honestly, everyone that ever ‘owned’ him was the same in his eyes, so it didn’t matter how long he was kept. Eventually, he’d just be handed off or kidnapped again by someone else that wanted him. Luckily for him, years of compliance and loyalty earned him an upgraded cell and some limited freedoms. Along with some of the smaller changes he was finally able to speak their tongue, just another language to add to his impressive portfolio. There weren't a lot of things Bucky could do to entertain himself. If he wasn’t on an active mission, he was pretty much tied to his room unless they allowed him a break from his cell. In his free time, all Bucky could do is entertain himself by working out. And that’s all he ever did.

Furnace.

He was face down as his palms supported his weight in a push-up position.

“Two hundred and Forty-Nine.”

“Two Hundred and Fif-”

Nine.

He suddenly paused looking towards the door of his cell. He could have sworn he had heard a voice. Bucky waited patiently, but there was only silence in return. Perhaps he had imagined it, or maybe he was truly going mad. He returned his gaze to the floor before he heard it again. It was a voice, it was faint, but it was definitely a voice.

Benign.

“Hello?” it called out softly as if in a whisper.

Homecoming.

The voice was suddenly followed by the sound of the metal slot on the door sliding to reveal two eyes peering at him. Bucky was unsure of how to respond, mainly because he was unsure what was going on. The men who came to retrieve him from his cell never spoke to him, and this person was clearly speaking English. English felt foreign to him now, he hadn’t heard it in so long. Bucky suddenly sat up watching the eyes on the other side of the door. Again, there was a moment of silence before they spoke again.

One.

“Can you understand me?”

It was a woman.

Freight car.

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“Mom! Hurry, I’m going to miss my flight!”

You rushed down the stairs with your bags in your hands. Your shoes caught on the last step almost causing you to trip. A quiet curse left your lips as you attempted to stabilize yourself. Your father watched as he tried not to laugh at your misfortune. Carefully, you handed him your bags and he tossed them into the trunk of his truck.

“Fragile!” you shouted at him.

You crawled into the back of the car as you patiently waited for your parents to join you. Eventually, after what seemed like another 30 minutes gone by, they entered the car. “Do you have everything?” your father asked one last time.

“Yes, now let’s get going!”

It felt like freshman year of college all over again. Instead, you were a graduating senior and you had just accepted an opportunity of a lifetime. A few months ago, your professor, Mr. Brigmova, had presented your class with an opportunity. The top five students in the program would be able to join him in a work-study program. You were still unsure how you beat out several other students, but you did. You felt extremely lucky to be able to partake in such a program. To be among the top 5 students in your area of study was everything you could have hoped for. It showed your parents that it wasn’t a waste of time or money to send you out of state for school.

Ever since middle school, you had always wanted to study genetics and biology. When you reached high school, you learned about Bioinformatics and molecular genetics and you made up your mind on what you wanted to do. When you told your parents, they began immediately running numbers in their heads. Feeling guilty about your career choice and the school you chose to attend; you worked your ass off to get and keep a 4.0 GPA. In turn that promptly led you to the 3rd spot among the top 5 students. And not to toot your own horn, you were the only double major among them. Double the hard work, so deep down you felt as if you were #1 anyway.

As a result of all your hard work, you were flying across the world for the first time. You’ve never been so nervous before your professor had revealed the location, you had never heard of Sokovia. You wouldn’t have been able to locate it on a map either, it was such a small country. This was also the first time you had to travel without your parents, and you’d be away for them for five months. You would have no safety net out there. Before you knew it, you had arrived at the airport and you could feel the butterflies settling at the bottom of your stomach like a heavy rock. You felt like you had to use the bathroom, but you knew better than that. Your parents helped you remove your bags from the car as the other cars honked impatiently. You flipped the respective vehicle off before embracing your parents one last time. You exchanged your goodbyes before you disappeared behind the airport doors.

It was the longest flight you had ever been on. After getting off the plane, you were tempted to kiss the frozen ground, but you had seen enough cartoons to know what would happen. In Sokovia, the winters were harsh around this time, and thanks to your research beforehand you were prepared. Or at least you thought you were. You exited the airport to be greeted by the harsh Sokovian winter.

The bitter cold of Sokovia nipped at your bare cheeks and the tip of your nose. Slowly it seeped into the pockets where you kept your gloved hands numbing your fingers slowly. The cold was nothing like you were used to back in the south. Immediately, regret settled right beside the nervousness as you realized you wished you had stayed behind the airport doors just a moment longer as you waited for your ride.

The streets were not as busy as google images made it seem. It was probably due to the fact that it was unbearably cold, and it was late. You desperately wanted to return to the warmth of indoors, but you feared missing your shuttle. You moved about in hopes that it would warm you up while you waited for the shuttle as you watched it grow dark. Not wanting to expose your hands to the cold you peeked at your pocket for the time before you left you made sure to adjust it for the time difference. The shuttle was running late and that worried you, you knew nothing of the language to get help if you ended up stranded.

Eventually, you took a seat on your suitcase, holding onto it tightly. The last thing you would want is to be robbed in a completely different country. You waited for what seemed like almost an hour in the cold before you saw the shuttle pull up in front of you. Slowly you stood on your two feet stretching as you watched the shuttle door slide open, only to reveal your professor. Mr. Brigmova was a tall man with an average build in his early forties. He had dirty blonde hair and striking gray eyes. If not for the slight wrinkles near his eyes, he could have easily been mistaken for his early thirties. He motioned you inside as he jumped out to grab your bags for you. You did as you were told climbing into the vehicle as the warmth inside embraced you. You watched as Mr. Brigmova carefully placed your bags in the back seat of the shuttle. He flashed you a smile as he slid into the seat next to you. “It is good to see you, Y/N.” He greeted you. “It’s nice to see you too, Mr. Brigmova,” you replied.

“Please, call me Peter. We’re colleagues now.” He responded. You noted it was just you, Your professor, and the Driver. Out of everyone you were the last from the program to make it in. Your professor turned towards the driver tapping the back of his seat, “My gotovy k rabote.” He mentioned in his native tongue. You weren’t completely sure what he had told the driver but the fact that the shuttle started moving probably was related. Peter turned to you noting how tense you were placing a hand on your knee and squeezing it lightly. His action surprised you, but he only flashed you a smile in return,

“Relax you’re in Sokovia now.”

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feliciohno · 4 years ago

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IMPORTANT PSA FOLLOWERS PLEASE READ

Hiya everyone, Feli here! So this is a really important PSA that I really need you all to read. I’ve rewritten and reworded this like a million times over the last few months so oof I hope this goes over well but here we go-

So this blog is a side blog that is mostly for Hetalia and where the main fandom I interact with in this blog is Hetalia it’s not the only one, and that’s gonna be an important factor. You see, about a year ago I made this side blog because I got back into Hetalia and wanted to post about it online. However, I knew of the discourse and I knew of the drama and I just didn’t want to be apart of it. I also knew that Hetalia made a lot of people uncomfortable (for valid reasons of course) and I decided I didn’t want that on my main blog. Ultimately it is not my job to be concerned with other people’s internet experience (things like blocking tags and following certain blogs is all up to the individual) but I do like to at least do what I can to make it easier on everyone and myself. So I made this one. However this blog was never really meant to be just Hetalia. Mainly Hetalia, yes, but not just Hetalia. If you remember I have actually posted stuff like South Park on this blog and an anime called Rosario + Vampire (SP needing no introduction but R+V is an anime where there’s no discourse mainly because there’s no fanbase it’s still a,,,, not very good show,,,,,) but of course neither of these ever stuck around long enough in my brain to make much of an impact on this blog so I never addressed it. (South Park might continue to pop up here and there it’s a very old hyperfixation and though I dislike the show these days I still like the characters and just have momentary brain rot ig.) Ultimately this was always meant to be what I call my ‘Discourse Blog’. A blog where I could quietly like content I know has major issues with it and is not well liked while both making sure others on my main blog don’t have to see it unless they want to and keeping any discourse off my main blog all together. (Still not sure if I wanna keep Homestuck stuff on this blog or my main tbh.) The reason I’m bringing this up is because lately I’ve been getting into some stuff that might start being on this blog a bit more often and I wanted to acknowledge it before just randomly doing it that way everyone is prepared and not confused. Please know this blog is still MOSTLY going to be Hetalia so you don’t have to worry about that. I’m still a nasty little Italy kinnie who only thinks about Germany’s hot man tits a good 85% of the day(/hj).

One of the things that might start popping up a bit more is Danganronpa. I’ll be real honest I don’t know why Tumblr’s purity police has such a vendetta against this game there is WAY worse anime out there that I rarely ever see people bitch about. But I started playing it and I like it (wish Kokichi was in the first game but apparently he’s not). I can see some of the issues people might have with it which is understandable so yeah if you wanna keep Danganronpa off your dash just block the tag.

The other thing (and arguably the one that makes me way more nervous and is why I kept putting off talking about it) is Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. Before you go get your pitch forks and shit let me just talk about this for a second. Yes Vivzie and the shows have very big obvious issues with them but, much like Hetalia, I don’t think it’s actually as bad as people make it out to be. I spent hours in the anti tags and just like Hetalia antis its just people making out things to be a lot worse than they are and throwing around words that really don’t need to be used in this situation. My honest opinion on Vivzie is she’s a woman who never grew out of her 2012 shock humor phase that came with watching too much South Park and she’s too prideful for her own good. She made dumb mistakes and did dumb shit and she did apologize for it all. Of course her apology post kinda sucked and when people bring stuff up she’s not exactly very graceful in her responses. But never the less she’s not the pedo transphobic satan spawn everyone makes her out to be (for more info on this drama and why I think what I think I highly recommend this video, he actively does his research and looks into everything really well and I agree with most of his points). And even if she was I’ve personally never been the kinda person to let people who work on or have made stuff stop me from liking it. I hate JK Rowling but still like Harry Potter, I don’t like Tony Anselmo but I still love Donald Duck. Letting others’ shitty mistakes and bad personalities dictate what I watch and how I live my life has never been the way I lived and I’m really not gonna start today. As for the shows themselves, yeah they got issues. Some of them, again, a bit drug out of proportion by the antis, but still issues none the less. Giving Alastor Voodoo is a big one (it leans into the constant negative connotation that Voodoo is always strapped with despite being a real world religion that actual people follow), Vaggie is very much a bad stereotype and even though Vivzie wasn’t trying to be racist (openly stating that as a Latina she wanted more firey Latina representation) it still has the potential to harm and upset Latino viewers, and then Angel Dust who is kinda a mess and honestly a big way she could have fixed him was just to keep him by his original version instead of changing so much about him (that honestly would need a whole separate post to explain).

So, yes, I acknowledge the issues and stuff in all this content and I’m very open and vocal about the issues just as I am with Hetalia. Liking these things doesn’t change that and I mostly made this post to make sure everyone knows that. But like I said before, your internet experience is up to you. If any of these things make you uncomfortable please do yourself a favor and block the tags. I promise I always keep things perfectly tagged on my blog down to the characters and ships. This isn’t gonna change. I’m pretty confident that no one here will take much issue with this. After all, if you like one of these things you know what it’s like to like things critically. If you have issues with anything on this post or me or anything I say or do come talk to me about it respectfully so no one is left thinking I’m some asshole for liking some dumb cartoon.

TL;DR This blog is gonna stay mostly Hetalia but it’s ultimately a blog for any content I don’t want on my main and if there’s anything you don’t like or that makes you uncomfortable please just block the tags and keep about your day happily

#PSA #vee~#im not giving this post any fandom tags cause i want it to stay out of those tags and be just for my followers to see #but seriously #please regulate your own internet experience #dont focus on stuff you dont like or stuff that makes you uncomfortable #itll only hurt yourself in the end #and if you have an issue with me my ask box and dms are always open (i normally keep dms to mutuals only but if its a serious issue its ok)#sssoooooo ya #have a good day yall ily

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demented-dukey · 4 years ago

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“Reasons Why I ~Shouldn’t~ Ship RemRom” Masterlist

(Companion to: "Reasons Why I Ship RemRom" Masterlist)

After a year of shipping RemRom, I think I’ve heard every argument against it. I decided to compile a masterlist so it’s easier to copy and paste a link the next time I hear the same argument for the zillionth time. (Obviously some of the reasons and explanations overlap, but I tried my best to keep them separated and organized. Am I missing a reason? Shoot me an ask and I’ll add it!)

Some apply to me personally, some do not, but I will use the terms “I/Me/We/Us” interchangeably:

“They’re brothers.” Some people ship brothers. Some people don’t consider them brothers, or purposefully make them unrelated in their fic.

“It’s Incest.” All the sides are part of Thomas, all ships are literally selfcest. “It’s CANON that they’re brothers.” Whether or not we agree with you on what is and isn’t canon, people are free to cherrypick what canon they use or discard at will. Fanfic does not have to be 100% canon compliant.

“It’s Gross/Disgusting/Icky.” Some people don’t think it’s gross. Other people like it because it’s gross. Most people agree that sardines are gross, but there’s still people who like them. Eating Bertie Bott's vomit-flavored jelly beans is gross, but it’s still “safe” because it doesn’t carry the same risks and repercussions that eating real vomit in Real Life does.

“It’s Wrong.” Lots of things are wrong - Murder. Violence. Abuse. Drugs. Etc. People still write about them, even in a “positive” light.

“It’s Illegal.” Wait, are you talking about incest in Fiction, or in Real Life? Because incest in Real Life is mostly illegal (I say “mostly” because the specific laws can vary in different places depending on gender and degree of relation), but writing about incest is not illegal. It’s important you know that there’s a difference between fiction and reality.

“Fiction influences Reality.” But fiction is not the same as reality, nor does it have a 1:1 direct influence. Things like the Scully Effect and the Jaws Effect don’t apply here - fanfiction doesn’t have the kind of mainstream or widespread influence that a prime time television show or a blockbuster movie does, and it comes with tags and trigger warnings that those kinds of media do not.

“Shipping RemRom means you support incest in real life.” No, it does not. Shipping is not activism, and enjoying incest in fiction does not mean we condone it in real life.

“Shipping RemRom means you don’t have any siblings, or that you want to bang your siblings.” No, it does not. Many shippers have siblings, and our relationships with our siblings are platonic - we have no desire to bang them. See again: There is a difference between fiction and reality.

“Children will read this and think incest is Okay.” Children should be taught by their caregivers and teachers/mentors to critically examine the media they consume. It is not a fanfiction author’s job to teach children morality - we assume whoever is reading our fics already knows “Incest is Wrong” and is willing to suspend their belief for the length of the fanfic.

“RemRom romanticizes incest.” I mean, I guess yeah? But you should know that going into it? Oxford defines “Romanticize” as “deal with or describe in an idealized or unrealistic fashion; make (something) seem better or more appealing than it really is.” - isn’t that what most fanfiction does anyways? Do you also complain that apple juice tastes like apples? (Addendum 1: “Incest should not be Romanticized/Glorified.” Fiction is a safe space to explore taboo topics. It can be educational to see something “bad” (like abuse or incest) portrayed in a “good” light in fiction so that you can learn to recognize it and not get fooled by that kind of propaganda or situation in Real Life.) (Addendum 2: What counts as "Romanticizing/Glorifying Incest” can be extremely subjective, and is not universal to all fic and shippers. There are shippers who don’t write Roman and Remus as brothers, so their fic is not romanticizing “incest”. There’s fic that portrays RemRom as abusive or destructive, or portrays a realistic reaction to the others finding out about the relationship, so that fic is not “romanticizing” incest. But people who accuse RemRom of “romanticizing incest” don’t really care about these distinctions, they just want to condemn/exclude all RemRom fanfic and shippers.)

“RemRom normalizes incest.” It really doesn’t. That’s why we use tags and trigger warnings, because we know it’s not normal and can trigger people. Incest shipping will always be a minor section of fandom, and allowing us to exist in fandom spaces does not mean we’ll ever be a majority or “normal”.

“RemRom is triggering.” People triggered by RemRom can block and filter the tags to avoid seeing it. (Addendum: “RemRom isn’t being tagged.” If a post isn’t tagged properly, OP needs to be contacted directly so they can fix their error. Posting generalizing statements about huge amounts of RemRom going untagged smells like slander, and I’d like some proof before I’ll believe any more claims of this.)

“RemRom is harmful.” A fictional story in and of itself is not harmful. Any “harm” that it can cause stems from things like a lack of warnings (which is why tags and trigger warnings are important), a lack of personal responsibility (people who know they will get harmed not filtering it out or choosing to expose themselves to it despite warnings), a lack of morality/critical thinking skills (which it is assumed a reader has before entering into the fic), or a violation of the fic’s intended use (the “grooming” argument).

“RemRom can be used for grooming.” And a hammer can be used to bash someone’s skull in. That’s not its intended use, and taking away one tool will not stop a groomer from using another.

“Thomas hates RemRom/doesn’t want people to ship it.” I’ve seen a couple people spreading this rumor, but there’s never any proof. Pics or it didn’t happen. (Addendum 1: Does this mean I think Thomas ships it? No, I don’t think he does. Considering his Catholic upbringing, he probably doesn’t like it. But he’s never said anything about it.) (Addendum 2: Does this mean I want him to say something about it, or that I encourage people to ask him or Joan about it? HELL NO. Leave Thomas and Co out of this, it is not their place to weigh in on fandom drama.)

“Joan said they were brothers.” Joan said they were “conceptually” brothers, like Patton is a Dad or Logan is a Teacher. Joan also said that they were not biologically brothers.

“Roman and Remus consider themselves brothers.” Patton considers himself the father of the others, specifically Virgil and Thomas. If you can accept one ship, you can accept the other. (Addendum: It is a common trope of romcoms for the female love interest to say that the male lead is “like a brother to her”, only for them to romantically end up together by the end of the flick.)

“Roman and Remus hate each other.” Feelings change. Roman didn’t like Virgil in the beginning either. Also, fic doesn’t have to be canon-compliant. Also also, “They hate each other” is the perfect foundation for tropes like “Enemies to Lovers”.

“RemRom is abusive because Remus knocked Roman out.” The sides are all imaginary, and Logan said that object impermanence renders him pretty unintimidating. Remus’s violence is as abusive and permanent as the violence in Saturday Morning Cartoons. Also, fic doesn’t have to be compliant to canon relationships.

“RemRom is disrespectful to Trauma Survivors.” No. Shipping fictional incest does not condone real-life incest, and there are Trauma Survivors who use proshipping to cope. (Addendum: “RemRom isn’t a good coping mechanism/Trauma survivors who proship are re-traumatizing themselves.” Falsehood. Therapists/counselors/etc. support proshipping as a coping mechanism. It’s not for everyone, but it can help people cope.)

“RemRom is disrespectful to Fictives and Kinnies.” No. My RemRom fic as no more to do with your Fictive than my Thomas/Jon Cozart RPS has to do with the actors themselves. It’s not about you, it’s about my version of this character. Also, there are Fictives and Kinnies who ship RemRom.

“Why can’t you ship any other pairing instead?” Because we like this pairing. Because this pairing has implications and themes that other pairings do not. If somebody is happily enjoying some durian fruit, you shouldn’t slap it out of their hand and demand, “Why can’t you just eat an apple instead?” (Addendum: Most people do ship other ships as well. But due to the wide practice of excluding/banning proshippers from large sections of Tumblr/Discord/etc., you won’t see your average Fander admit to also shipping RemRom on their main. This fandom shunning forces Fanders to set up secret RemRom-devoted sideblogs, which leads to a deceptive assumption that “RemRom shippers won’t talk about any other ship” without acknowledging that proshippers are often not allowed into other fandom spaces to talk about other ships because so many people refuse to interact with them.)

#masterlist #dd vents #remrom mention #remrom discourse #discourse #drama #tw remrom #poke the haters #there is a difference between fiction and reality #come at me bro #tw incest #tw incest mention #tw abuse #same shit different day #the conceptually dispute

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tikki-tok · 4 years ago

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Ok so as someone who has never seen the original Winx club, the new reboot as a standalone series is actually not terrible. There were a lot of moments where the characters blended well and had very emotional moments that felt genuine (may have a swayed opinion on this cause hyper empathy but I digress). I think it actually has a LOT of potential story-wise. There are quite a few issues I have with the show though, ngl. I hope that my long ramblings don’t come off as me hating on the show or being unnecessarily critical (personally, the show was a lot of fun to watch for me) but rather comes off as genuine things that I hope get improved on as the show continues on, which ok yeah imma say it, I hope the show succeeds- even if is just another dark reboot of an old kids franchise. Anyways- long-winded analysis under the cut! (spoilers for the Winx reboot)

So uh,,, about that visual design. I know so many other people have said this before, but if you’re going to take a super bright, colorful, insane kids show and make it more for adults with a darker or more serious tone, then you kinda still have to accept that what you’re rebooting started off as a kid’s tv show. The thing about Fate is that if you were to change the characters names, you wouldn’t be able to tell that it was a Winx Club reboot. They took almost no inspiration aside from the vague concepts of a magic school, elemental fairies, and specialists. I don’t mean to say that every character should have gotten their own transformation scenes and everything or whatever or that they need to wear those skimpy costumes, but like at least a little bit of visual inspiration would have gone a long way. I mean, they showed at the end that they CAN make the wings and transformation a thing and not make it absolutely terrible. With a bit of fine tuning, things like that would have totally worked! But they scrapped it instead for the sake of just making them basically witches from any other fantasy setting. Like for having gone through the trouble of buying the rights to the Winx Club, they really did all they could to carry over none of the things that would tie this show to the original. I get it, maybe that well of creativity was a little dry, but seriously please give us interesting and distinct visual designs aside from glowy eyes I’m begging.

When it comes to the characters, some are surprisingly fleshed out. I found that Stella is actually a character that I surprisingly enjoyed seeing the development of and exploration of her character. Her past with being abused by her mother and having to preserve her image no matter the cost is something that really shone through in the way that she acted, and she was the character that made the most sense. Aisha is really underdeveloped, and she just ends up being either used to gather information for Bloom or to get Bloom out of a stupid situation. At the end, her friendship with Bloom felt really unearned writing-wise, as we never got to see them bond or ever trust each other like,,,, at all. At the start, I thought that Aisha would end up being Bloom’s closest friend (and maybe love interest but that was more wishful thinking) but they just ended up growing more and more distant and it didn’t feel like a good relationship or a desirable friendship. Terra and Musa got a lot of development as friends actually, and they’re in the same situation Ayesha and Bloom were in- both assigned as roommates who learned to live with each other and grew close as friends. At the end, when they work together to save the life of Terra’s brother, it feels like an awesome payoff to that friendship, and I really wish we got to see more of these character moments and interactions between the story beats. Why this couldn’t have been done with Aisha and Bloom as well? We may never know. (It got sidelined for pretty white boy character. shocker) One thing you’ll hear me say about a lot about this show is that everything felt better near the middle of the season. In the middle, Beatrix was actually interesting and compelling. We had no idea what side she was working for or how to feel about her aside from the lying/murder thing (which yeah maybe not something to hand waive but there are a surprising amount of murderers in this show). By the end, she somehow captivated Dane and Riven, despite the only thing we see her doing with them is drugs or just generally being an asshole to them. It’s an unearned outcome for the character because we never got to see why these guys actually love her so much. From what we see, there’s almost nothing that would make us assume that she feels any genuine love for either of them at all. Bloom herself felt kinda iffy for me. As a character, she’s quick to anger and doesn’t back down from confrontation. Because of this, she breaks a lot of rules. I will say that one thing that a lot of shows with a similar dynamic do is have the hot-headed main character drag their friends into everything they’re doing and selfishly put them in danger. I feel like Bloom wasn’t like that, but that’s mostly because her friendships with the other girls felt pretty,,,, weak. Like we get to see them interact with each other a lot, but Bloom kinda felt like she was off doing something else most of the time. The one character she confides in and gets to show some development with is Sky, but Sky is just bland white boy love interest #90594 and aside from being kinda nice and chivalrous sometimes, he mainly just exists because it wouldn’t be an angsty teen drama without a boring love interest shoehorned in. The ONLY time I liked Sky was his moments with Stella, because Stella had originally broken up with him, before late coming back to him and missing him. In other shows, this normally ends up in an annoying and stupid love triangle that takes up way too much screen time. For Fate though, they held off on the romance with Bloom because she told him that she wasn’t ready at the moment to deal with a relationship, and the story respected that decision and chose instead to focus on Sky and Stella’s relationship, which got a clean ending when they both mutually agreed that their relationship is co-depended and unhealthy. Even if Sky is a boring love interest, and his and Bloom’s relationship feels uninteresting, I appreciate that the writers gave both dynamics their time to breathe.

The ending of the show felt,,,, so rushed and unsatisfying. Having all of our characters work to stop the oncoming threat, only for all of it to be ripped away in a montage just to tease a second season isn’t a good way to make people want to continue watching. Plus, they just killed the headmaster out of the blue?? Just as we were liking her as a character and beginning to trust that she had good intentions and wasn’t evil??? Plus we don’t get to see any of the characters reactions or even see Bloom’s reaction, especially since we finally got to see her get a good moment of reconciliation with her. Like,,, god that ending was so dumb, and I know the only reason they did it was to make it seem like there’s this huge intense overarching story when really,,,, that could be explored in the second season. I really hate that this show made it all like “oh Bloom is the chosen one with the dragon fire” or whatever. Netflix shows do this a lot in my experience, where they have this main character with some vaguely defined chosen one abilities and they have to face off against some approaching evil we haven’t seen yet that is TOTALLY worse than this season’s villain just you wait. Just,,, stop, please let me enjoy the payoff of the season. If I enjoyed it, then you don’t need some stupid cliffhanger to keep me coming for the next season- I’ll come back because the show was captivating and left a good impression.

So yeah those are my thoughts. I think that the show has potential that was squandered by poor design and lack of character interaction in favor of pushing the overarching plot forward. I really hope it succeeds and improves on what it fell short on, and despite all of the harsh things I had to say about it, it’s a fun time! If it looks like it might interest you, there’s definitely something there to enjoy. If it looks like it would be more fun to laugh at because it’s an edgy reboot of a children’s fairy magical girl cartoon, then that’s ok too! I’m with you there lol

#fate winx saga #winx #winx reboot #winx spoilers #fate winx saga spoilers #do I think that anyone has that tag spoiled?#no #no I do not #because I don't think there is a single person on earth who was looking forward to watching this tbh fdjkkfdlgj

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sexycraisinthanos · 4 years ago

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So I have a theory about the different versions of the netherworld

In Beetlejuice, we are given three different versions of the netherworld:

Cartoon: Everyone lives their (after)lives like it’s a normal place

Movie: Don’t really see much of the Netherworld, but we do see that it’s kind of like a DMV/government building

Musical: Again, not much of the netherworld is seen or talked about but in the opening numbers (DC and official soundtrack versions), Beetlejuice mentions that people do whatever they want (orgies, drugs, peeing wherever you want) but it does open interesting doors and ideas

Cartoon!Netherworld: In this Netherworld (popularly known as the Neitherworld, meaning that you’re neither in heaven or hell I guess), everyone is dead and they seem to age, even if at a slower rate than humans. (not really relevant, but Beetlejuice graduated high school 300 years prior to the show (or at least went to prom 300 years ago), and assuming he appears to be a 32-year-old man and graduated at the Neitherworld equivalent of 18, that’s the Neitherworld equivalent of a 14 year difference) Beetlejuice states multiple times throughout the show that he is in fact dead and not a demon despite his apparent canonical story being that he was born in the Neitherworld.

So I actually have two theories for this one:

that in the Neitherworld, you are earning your chance to have a good reincarnation when you die in the afterlife and are reborn. (I think Beetlejuice specifically may have died at a young age. I know what Tim Burton said about his death but Tim Burton is stupid.) So you die and then enter the Neitherworld at whatever age you died in and then you are given a much longer time to ‘live’ and earn your way up to get a chance at a good spot in reincarnation.

When you die, you are sent into the Neitherworld as a baby with no memory of your past life. You might not even be the child of your actual parents. You age like a ghost, very slowly. And then when you die, you get reincarnated.

Either way, you still have some trace of how you die in your ghostly form (like Cleat Deeply’s very obvious ‘i had my face kicked in’ scar. And if you happen to be famous enough when you die (King Henry, Marie Antoinette, etc), you’re just stuck like that for eternity)

A/N: For those well-versed in the Beetlelore, I know that the Neitherworld is technically where all the spooky stuff in the world comes from and isn’t necessarily where people go when they die and that not everyone in the Neitherworld is dead. The writers also wrote Lydia and BJ as if they were a couple so it’s not like they’re smart and I’m choosing to make sense of this

Movie!Netherworld:

We don’t know much about the Netherworld. Here’s what we do know

All souls must proceed directly to the Netherworld

Everyone in the Netherworld is dead

Suicides result in those becoming civil servants

The Netherworld doesn’t seem to be the final destination since Adam and Barbara were allowed to stay in their house after meeting Juno

The Netherworld seems to just be an office building that exists to help dead people (and to store the souls who were lost to exorcism)

So it’s my working theory that ghosts don’t live in the Netherworld unlike the cartoon and musical versions and that it doesn’t play much of a part in the afterlife unless their assistance is explicitly needed. It’s more of a bureau that helps ghosts in need (like Adam and Barbara wanting to get the humans out of their house or keeping shitheads from escaping their prison and causing mayhem)

You don’t really interact with the Netherworld unless it’s urgent and when you don’t need it, you spend the rest of eternity in your home

Side note: I think that when you die, your soul will take you back to your home because that’s where you put your entire heart and soul into. And the reason you can’t leave is because you’re attached to the building and leaving it is like trying to leave your earthly soul behind. It doesn’t make that much sense, but it’s like trying to leave your house when someone is pulling your arm and no matter how hard you pull your arm will just stretch and you’ll never be free and it’ll start to hurt so it’s just best if you stay inside because at some point your arm is going to rip off and you will die

Musical!Netherworld:

Here’s what we know about this Netherworld:

It’s kind of like Hell but it isn’t

This Netherworld is “an infinite nothingness” (as said by Juno)

It’s referred to as Hell multiple times throughout the show

Everyone who dies goes to the Netherworld no matter what

You have to go to the Netherworld and aren’t given a choice

My theory is that it’s some sort of Limbo. (Limbo being a state where things are cast aside, forgotten, or out of date. It’s also defined as a state of confinement.) When you die, your soul is literally past its date and the universe must cast it aside to make room for a new soul (which is why it’s generally frowned upon when someone tries to escape the Netherworld)

The best example that comes to mind is Coco. The dead go there and then they stay there until they are completely forgotten and then get to ‘the final death.’

You die, your soul stays in the Netherworld, and then when you are eventually forgotten about by time, you’re gone forever. (Possibly reincarnated. I like the idea of reincarnation because I like the idea of second chances)

So what exactly happens while you wait?

You are given free reign to do whatever you want to make you forget that one day you’ll be the one forgotten.

While your soul is decaying, you’re doing blow with fucking Julius Caesar and your grandmother is living out her fantasy of having sex with Elvis Presley and JFK at the same time (am i the only one who had grandmothers obsessed with Elvis?)

This Netherworld is a prison, but this prison lets you do whatever as long as you don’t leave.

I wish I could say more about musical!Netherworld but they're in it for two musical numbers so it's not really fleshed out and while I know that it’s not the focus of the musical, the Deetz-Maitland house is, I would have liked to see them do something better with the set for the Netherworld than the squares (maybe show the doorways that lead to the Netherworld and make the set look like a travel center or something and i’m just fucking describing Monsters Inc aren’t I?)

My point is (MaH pOiNt Is DOLPHINS) it’s hard for me to make a solid judgment on it because of how little we actually see it and instead are actually hearing about it. Ironically, Beetlejuice is the one who describes it as a pretty great place despite wanting to get away from it and Juno says that it’s miserable there despite making people stay.

Feel free to add your own commentary!

#long post #beetlejuice #beetlejuice the musical #beetlejuice the musical the musical the musical #headcanons

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