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blluespirit · 8 days ago

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Zuko's official defection post-DOBS

I made a post about this here, but I NEED to talk about Zuko defecting more, so here's a deeper dive into Zuko's desertion post-the Day of Black Sun and the crazy impact it could have had on the narrative if only we'd had more time:

In the series before the day of black sun, Zuko had been labeled a traitor, even if he'd not fully committed to the cause yet, but the reason that this is so different and should have had far reaching consequences is because of two things:

Zuko returned home. He was a great propaganda story for Ozai to use in his continued campaign. Despite years banished, ordered to do the impossible, Zuko actually did it. He 'killed' the Avatar and returned home to take his rightful place at his father's side. It's a version of a 'rags to riches' story (except riches to rags to riches and all of it is a lie lol).

The uhhhh... incredibly suspicious circumstances of Zuko leaving. To the outside it looks like this: Zuko 'kills' the Avatar and returns home a hero. Then, when his nation is at it's weakest, the Avatar reveals himself to be alive and leads an invasion right into the capital. Zuko escapes at the same time the Avatar and his companions do. So... Zuko obviously didn't kill the Avatar, and mysteriously disappeared before any consequences could befall him. So, there are several burning questions that people would be desperate to know: What did Zuko do to convince Azula of all people that he really did kill the Avatar? How much did Azula know? Did Aang and Zuko plan for this so they'd have an inside party during the invasion? Did Zuko come home always intending to defect? Regardless of it being true or false would quickly become redundant. The point is that people will talk and react according to what they hear if they see him; most likely it won't be a positive reception with few exceptions.

With all of that, the Gaang must navigate the Fire Nation: the place that hates Zuko the most right now... which says a lot, considering he's the son of the man trying to destroy the world.

Building on what I said in point 1; the smear campaign against would have been dialled up to a thousand. The literal Crown Prince of the Fire Nation defected. You cannot get a more high-profile defector than that. Jeong Jeong's leaving was a big deal, now lets take that and make it so much worse. Ozai would understand that such an event is undoubtably going to stir conversation and thought; and he wants that conversation to be directed in a very particular way. He and his council/generals would know they need to squash any potential rebellion before it can breathe and use Zuko's actions as a reason to become even more patriotic. They'd be doing everything they can to stir up anger, to make them out as the victim - Zuko was corrupted by the Earth Kingdom people since he spent time living among them, eating their roof, wearing their clothes, sleeping in their beds. He can no longer be seen as Fire. Truth would become redundant. Zuko has committed the ultimate betrayal. (I think to Zuko and Mai's interaction at the Boiling Rock prison;

MAI: The warden's my uncle, you idiot. [Zuko facepalms and sighs; Mai shows him a letter.] The truth is, I guess I don't know you. All I get is a letter? You could have at least looked me in the eye when you ripped out my heart. ZUKO: I didn't mean to - MAI: You didn't mean to? [Reading the letter.] "Dear Mai, I'm sorry that you have to find out this way, but I'm leaving." ZUKO: Stop! This isn't about you. This is about the Fire Nation! MAI: [Sarcastically.] Thanks Zuko, that makes me feel all better. [Throws the letter at him.] ZUKO: [Stands up.] Mai, I never wanted to hurt you. But I have to do this to save my country. MAI: Save it? You're betraying your country! ZUKO: That's not how I see it.

Mai's complicated and misguided feelings are all tied up in Zuko, because she's right. She doesn't know him. She thinks he's betraying them all; Zuko is trying to save them all. She fundamentally does not know who he is. When they last knew each other, they were just little children. They're older now, and there's an abyss of experience between them; one of them staying in comfortable familiarity of the Fire Nation, the other falling further and further out of that sphere until eventually he realises the truth. Mai doesn't really love Zuko - she can't, because she doesn't know he is (and vice versa).

Rant aside, I think this energy can be placed to many civilians in the Fire Nation. Although only gone for three years, he was so young when he left, it's unlikely anyone had much of a conceptualisation of him. Now, all people know is this: Zuko was banished for disrespect, he's lack of honour. He 'killed' the Avatar and returned home, only to disappear soon after the Avatar appeared, leading an invasion. That's not much to base an opinion on, and when your surrounded by propaganda, it might be impossible to see through the lies.

We can also some healthy inferencing here to how the Fire Nation would feel about Zuko's action as well by remembering what Iroh and Zuko's first wanted poster read: “Permission is granted to kill them on sight" and that was in Book 1, when Zuko's in-denial treason was pretty tame compared to this. I'd wager the bounty on Zuko's head would be... large. Whether he'd be worth more alive or dead is up to you. I can see the lines falling either way (he's committed an egregious act against his nation: there's either np other option but to kill him, or they want him alive as a big power-play).

Regardless, a bounty on his head makes him a target and not just any target, he's the target. What is he wanted for? Treason of the highest order, that is consistent. The details? Well that depends who you talk to and what poster you read. The point is that each detail creates fear and loathing until only two things are certain, capturing/killing the traitor prince will reward you with a lot of money; helping the traitor will cost you your life.

Lastly; Zuko was the crown prince. Now, he's the traitorous ex-prince allying with the Avatar to overthrow his own country. He's dangerous in a whole new way. Even though Ozai would remove him from the line of succession, it would be clear what the Avatar's ploy here is. Zuko is not just his Firebending teacher, but who he intends to sit on the thrown after he disposes of Ozai

All of this to say, navigating the Fire Nation should have been harder and navigating it with a newly traitorous Zuko should have been terrifying.

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professorsparklepants · 5 months ago

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welcome to fanfic I won't write fridays, where I talk about fanfic I won't write

happy dragon age 4 to those who celebrate it's time to put all my "pevensie siblings isekai'd into dragon age pcs" thoughts in one post

peter is the inquisitor; i considered lucy for this but she's more what the inquisition wants you to appear to be (a divine prophet protecting the people) rather than what you actually are (the head of a military organization with fingers in politics and heavy religious propaganda

edmund is the champion of kirkwall; the entire point of da2 is that everything is in shades of grey and there are no right answers, and edmund is painted as the most familiar with moral ambiguity and the most forgiving of it

lucy is the grey warden originally through process of elimitation but being dropped in a dying world, told there's a near futile mission to hold back the decay that's eating the continent, and not only facing it whole heartedly but succeeding so well you have time to run off and try to cure it yourself with no backup is EXTREMELY lucy behavior

susan is "sir not appearing in this film (until dragon age 4 comes out)"

all four of them land around the same time. lucy gets wrapped up in the origins plot immediately, and da2 happens mostly simultaneously iirc so so is edmund. peter is biding time doing the qunari mercenary backstory until da:i starts. susan is also biding her time but by clawing her way up the local social hierarchy.

DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS

lucy is a mage with the spirit healer specialization, but based on her canon weapon use i think also has traces of the arcane warrior.

duncan literally finds her by the side of the road and goes "hey kid you wanna fight darkspawn." lucy asks if they're evil and he says yes so she signs up immediately. a simple woman.

she absolutely makes the full party her bisexual polycule. yes even the unromancable ones. i have faith in her.

morrigan: i'm straight lucy: for now.

leliana is her favorite but don't tell anyone.

lucy adores mabari. absolutely nothing in thedas is more narnian than the mabari. when she meets her siblings again they are all going to be so fucking jealous that she has one.

lucy doesn't make alistair king because he seems like he's kind of bad at it and i think she can sniff that out. my sister is of the opinion that lucy would make him king and then marry him bc she knows she would do a good job. i think she only said this because she finds it funny.

however i do think lucy would convince alistair to do the ritual because she sees absolutely nothing wrong with him having sex with a woman he hates who turns into a giant spider sometimes.

lucy, has attended dozens of bacchanalia: who hasn't slept with someone they dislike while under the effects of magic? all her companions: where did you say you were from again?

she does absolutely kill loghain though because a. all the shit he did is deserving of an execution, b. edmund isn't here to stop her, and c. alistair threatens to quit if she doesn't and despite having a mabari he's her emotional support animal

DRAGON AGE 2

i couldn't decide if edmund was a mage or a warrior but i decided it would be funnier if he were both, because it has such hawke energy. you surpress his magic? he has a sword. you disarm him? he has a fireball!

i don't know what warrior specialization i would pick for him, but he's definitely a force mage

i think edmund literally falls out of a portal and saves bethany/carver's life so the hawkes just decide to adopt him. he's theirs now. leandra just full on lies and says he's her son. what the fuck is her brother gonna do about it.

edmund walks into the den of sin and darkness that is kirkwall, sighs, and rolls up his sleeves to get to work. he is going to make this city a better place one back alley brawl at a fucking time. try him.

edmund romances anders because he has "i only date disasters/i can fix him" vibes and i think it's funny for him to be a former sovereign whose boyfriend is a wanted terrorist.

but also the da2 polycule IS real edmund is just not dating everyone at once. he's busy and also i hc him as only into men. imagine what you want though this isn't a real fic.

sorry the image of edmund just pspspspspsps-ing all of his sad, angry, morally grey companions into being friends is so fucking funny to me. local man brainwashed by evil as a child is too full of love and the belief in second chances to say no to a blood mage, guy who is willingly possessed at all times, escaped slave who lives in a mansion full of rotting corpses, a cop, and a romance novelist who keeps stealing your life story.

DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION

peter has the qunari mercenary backstory, and is absolutely a warrior build. probably champion build?

also i think he romances cassandra. i considered josephine but that's more a susan romance. if peter were into men that way he'd be all over iron bull and he says as much after a couple drinks.

peter, cornering cullen after their first war meeting: you haven no military experience do you. cullen: please don't tell anyone. i need this job.

he takes one look at solas and goes "oh this guy is not normal. idk what his deal is but this is some kind of oak god at least."

varric doesn't know edmund and peter are siblings until edmund shows up and he is INCREDIBLY offended by it. what do you MEAN i've been calling you hawke for years and it's not even your fucking name. the BETRAYAL.

edmund: my ex-boyfriend blew up the chantry and started the mage/templar war peter: HEY DORIAN, MY HONORABLE GOOD FRIEND WHO IS GAY, HAVE YOU MET MY VERY GAY BROTHER

"well his family owns slaves that's enough of a project for Edmund"

you know the table mission where the warden send you a letter? instead of that i think lucy just turns around and immediately heads back to thedas. THAT'S HER FUCKIN BROTHER!!!!!!!! she shows up after edmund does obviously for maximum "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!!!" drama

[scene: all three pevensies are roaring drunk in skyhold and casting members of the inquisition as Narnian creatures] Peter: I think Solas is a centaur. He's wise, respectful, and vaguely condescending. Lucy: [sniggering bc she clocked Solas] I think he's a wolf. Edmund: I think he's a marshwiggle. [Peter and Lucy absolutely lose it]

Lucy, halfway through stumbling back to her room: WAIT. DORIAN IS A PEACOCK. Peter, three floors up: [ugly donkey noise]

DRAGON AGE: VEILGUARD

obviously there's nothing 2 say about this yet

however i will say for certain that if there's a noble human background i'll be giving it to susan

idc that she literally got portal fantasy'd into this world. she's pretty and socially dangerous she wormed her way in there. she's got those diplomatic social climber stats.

she's also a rogue, no question.

#fanfic i won't write fridays #the chronicles of thedas #the chronicles of narnia #dragon age #lectures #yes i know it's thursday i hit post instead of schedule.

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queer-reader-07 · 9 months ago

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don't mind me i'm just dropping my review of dune part 2 here because i really really really loved this movie and it changed me on a molecular level and i can't stop thinking about it and everyone should watch it it's so good i'm not joking it's literally one of the best films i've ever watched. ok anyway, review:

I remember very clearly the day I finished Dune. I remember how I was sitting at the kitchen table, eating rice & beans with a spoon in one hand, and holding my dad's battered and loved mass market in the other hand. I remember how I read the final words and closed the book slowly. How I got up to go sit in my dad's home office and stare into space in disbelief at what I'd just read. I remember how I looked at my dad and I said "I can see why it's your favorite. I think it's mine too."

I saw Dune Part 2 on opening night, in IMAX, with my dad. And to say it was a night to remember is an understatement. I can say with full confidence that seeing this film is sure to become a core memory.

The sheer power of this film is something to behold. I don't think there was a single moment in those 166 minutes that I wasn't entirely immersed in the film, my eyes were glued to that screen like never before.

There were moments during the movie where I was genuinely frightened, moments that had me on the edge of my seat. I know how this story goes, I know how it ends, I know who lives and who dies. And yet...

Paul Atreides is a scary man by the end of this story. The transformation he undergoes after drinking the Water of Life is unsettling, and Timothee did a fantastic job of portraying it. Paul's speeches about how he is The One- The Lisan Al-Gaib- are damning. You can see how much he believes now that he must be the messiah and how deeply the Fremen believe in him, but you can also see how dangerous he is. The power in his words is scary because I know how much damage the search for one person to save us all can cause. His final speech instills a sense of breath-stealing deep in the audience. It's frightening and disturbing because I know that this kind of religious zealotry is not being played up for the sake of theatrics; it is very, very real.

Jessica's religious indoctrination is scarily accurate to the indoctrination I've witnessed in my own life. The way she talks of "converting the non believers" reminds me a little too much of how I was taught to share the Word of God with those who didn't believe in Christ or God while I was in catholic school. And while her own indoctrination is terrifying to witness, what is worse is watching how she spreads her propaganda amongst the Fremen. By the end, they believe that Paul will save them; rather than being saved by their own people.

Despite knowing that Stilgar's faith is largely due to Bene Gesserit propaganda that speaks of a messiah, I still find him to be an admirable character. His unwavering and unshakeable faith mimics the faith of many religious people I know in real life. I've always envied that kind of faith, the kind that prevails regardless of hardship or pain or loss. I sometimes wish I could have that kind of faith, I wish I could believe in something that strongly. Stilgar is not shaken by anything Paul or Chani or any other Fremen say. He believes with his whole being that Paul is the Lisan Al-Gain, and that he will save them all.

"I don't care what you believe. I believe!"

And it's just such a well crafted movie. Shai-Hulud looks so good in this film (the sand worm riding scenes were breathtaking). The cinematography, the soundtrack, the acting; everything feels so intentional. I'm so grateful this film exists.

This movie will stick with me for a while, if not forever. It so faithfully portrays not only the story but the themes of Dune. This film was clearly made with love, care, and adoration for the source material. I couldn't be more grateful.

As the film came to a close, as Jessica's final words rang in my ears, as I watched Chani prepare to ride Shai-Hulud, I did not know what to do with myself. As the credits began to roll everyone around me stood up while I stayed seated. As I peeled myself out of my seat to leave, the music that played rang throughout the theater. I was breathing heavy, I turned to my dad, and we concluded that this was a truly wonderful film.

in conclusion, i can die happy knowing my favorite novel of all time has been so perfectly adapted.

#someone please talk to me about dune i'm losing my mind over it #like it's unironically a everything to me you don't understand #and this movie is just so #UGH #too many feeling not enough words #dune #dune part 2 #dune movie

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barzfrommarz · 1 day ago

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c!wilbur headcanons for @dynamitedarlingg

-during a breakdown in pogtopia, he went to go burn the original lmanburg flag but stopped himself. Opted for burning pieces of paper with the lmanburg flag drawn on instead

-(aroace c!wil propaganda incoming) after revival he tried to force himself to feel romantic/sexual attraction because he wanted to feel like a normal human again and that is how everything with c!quackity started. He only snapped out of it when they got drunk and hooked up and woke up in his bed like “wait a minute…”

-Favorite snack is goldfish crackers (i’m eating some while writing this)

-Has a tic where he throws his head back and brings his arms into like a “rawrrrr” position like he’s trying to scare someone. Think during the dance scene in the wendnesday show where wednesday is dancing and looks up to the ceiling and her arms are moving side to side kinda in that position. Everyone thinks he’s either joking or making a piss poor attempt to scare them and it’s really embarrassing for Wilbur

-Had a major goth phase as a teen to rebel against phil. He doesn’t dress the part but he still considers himself a goth and the Lmanburg uniform was somewhat inspired by gothic aesthetics

-Used to hate halloween but it’s now his favorite after revival because he doesn’t have to try as hard to look presentable to others

-Pretends to hate asmr but actually loves it. Sometimes if he exhausts all his other options to try and fall asleep he will use asmr and it always works

-Hates his crow wings because he feels like they make him look like his father. Purposely got them clipped some point during lmanburg and excused it by saying it would make him less of a target in war

-He can somewhat shapeshift. Mostly stays human/a crow but sometimes will give himself fox ears and a tail because he secretly wishes he was one instead of a crow. Could also explain why c!fundy is a fox

-He explores all art mediums. Drawing has always been a way for him to visualize his emotions since he sometimes has a hard time identifying them

-Ashamed of his scars and stitches. tries to use foundation to cover them up but it never works and everyone can tell he’s wearing it

-Was a huge theater and band kid in middle-high school. Wished he went for a career in acting or music first instead of the president of a random country on a random secluded island in the middle of the ocean

-Burned all the music he wrote and recorded during his days on the smp on cds. He plans to one day release some of them in an ep but he’s saving it for when he truly feels he has healed enough to handle it

-He struggles with pain seeking stims. He picks at his skin, bites his hands and fingers and pulls out hair

-He never cries infront of others. He only did once infront of Tommy and Quackity when he was told people use his name as a way to imply someone is being crazy/irrational. (this was inspired by a comic I saw basically doing that I forgot who drew it) ((he also swears up and down it doesn’t upset him after the fact)) (((Idk I just think something like that would really get to him esp since he tries so hard not to be like how he was in pogtopia)))

-I like to think c!wilbur is an empathetic person but he struggles with showing it especially after he was revived. He thinks it makes him look weak or vulnerable so he keeps it to himself and this makes him look more like a major asshole than he already does

-When no one is around, he will do childish activities like hop scotch or watching cartoons because it strangely helps him calm down and unwind

-His diet after revival consists of. Mac and cheese, instant mashed potatoes, all meat besides ham or bacon with a stupid amount of seasoning, plain white rice (sometimes with soy sauce), whatever fast food he serves (but only as a treat). Mostly just simple things because he can’t be arsed to make himself a good meal like phil did for him when he lived with him before starting the burger van

-He sleeps in the burger van on the floor with one pillow and a scratchy blanket. No one knew this until he forgot his coat at last nevadas and Quackity saw him like that when he went to bring it back to him. He ended up offering Wilbur a hotel room to sleep in for the night because he felt bad. Wilbur declined because he felt like he was being mocked

-If the game WEBFISHING existed in the dsmp universe, you would not see Wilbur for days because all he wants to do is fish and forget about life

-Actively goes out of his way to cook and eat every salmon he catches. It makes him feel empowered

-Either rides a bike to get around or drives a motorcycle. He doesn’t wear a helmet when riding either

YIPPEE THATS IT KEEP THE ASKS COMING PEOPLE (but give me a bit to get back in my thinking chamber)

#dsmp #dream smp #dsmpblr #c!wilbur #cwilbur #dsmp wilbur #dropping some barz #c!wilbur headcanons #dsmp headcanons

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kharmii · 3 days ago

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*eats popcorn while reading the recent post*

Love how once they have no arguments left go back to insulting and name-calling instead of wanting to talk.

Shows they either don't know how to respond or know they're in the wrong and go back to name calling to save their face.

Honestly I welcome the changes in the US and I hope other countries follow suit. This insanity has to stop. This pandering to a small but obnoxiously vocal minority has to stop.

The US elections this year made Amish people go out and vote. From what I've heard they don't give a fuck about elections usually but they are so pissed off by the left they used their voices and went voting.

Everyone is fed up and tired of this leftist bullshit and being dismissed as everything in the book if you disagree. Everyone is fed up with the indoctrination that is happening everywhere. Everyone is just fed up with being pushed around by crybabies who complain about everything in the world but can't understand that its all their fault if their life sucks.

Yet I can only feel pity for people who are nothing but a product of parroting leftist propaganda all day and night alienating everyone who cared about them. Leaving only others who are parroting the same bs in a giant echo chamber that distorts their worldview and destroys their minds...

Hope one day they wake up and see what they did.

The Amish people want to be left alone to live how they want to live. They got caught under the ever widening umbrella of government regulation and the surveillance state. That's why they came out and voted. It was over the raw milk issue.

There's an increasing demand for milk right out of the cow because store bought milk is full of additives. The government doesn't want the people to have that option, even though our food supply is being poisoned with chemicals that are illegal in most other countries. Another Trump promise is to get flouride out of the drinking water and lab produced oils and sweeteners out of the food supply.

The Amish people voting goes to show how leftist harpies have to infiltrate every society forcing their world views down everybody's throats. They can't leave people alone to live their lives how they want. This is why we fought for independence back in the 1700's. People wanted to govern their own way and not have some distant government across the sea ruling them. This popular image expresses that sentiment:

We won a local victory. The colleges churn out brainwashed teachers who will move into conservative towns with the intent to push their Fail Ideology. In our high school for a while, we had this nasty feminist bitch principal surrounded by a cabal of nasty feminist bitch teachers. They forced the kids to read that Ibram X Kendi book Stamped, which was an anti-white racism guilt trip. That (whacko Twitter personality) guy was later found out to be a C-student borderline retard con artist only accepted to a mediocre college because of DEI.

Those women would target boys for disciplinary action while girls got away with murder. One boy got kicked out of sports for a year because of a social media post on a locked account. He made light of the George Floyd incident by posting a photo of himself with his foot on another guy's head. There are countless examples of that, -parents complained like crazy- and eventually the school refused to renew her contract forcing her out.

-So this election, she ran for the school board. Another person ran for the position on a platform of running against her and her left-wing antics. She lost after a bitter fight where her clique of feminists would go around town taking down the opposition's political signs. Damn right teenage boys should be able to make jokes on social media without having their lives ruined! Cancel culture won't age well. People like George Floyd are trash who died like trash. We don't owe them anything.

#leftist culture #feminists #radical feminists #amish #cancel culture #don't tread on me #ibram x kendi

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gowns · 1 year ago

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edit: putting this rant about US american myopia behind a read more

i think that a part of the myopia that US americans have (outside of the sheer amount of propaganda and bread and circuses they have been bombarded with since birth) is that they have the privilege of the US american passport (one that most US americans don't even exercise).

you can always simply "go" places. the whole world is your playground. visas, immigration, exile -- these words mean nothing to the average suburban white bread US american.

so i will see often, in comment sections about palestine -- "they should evacuate!" "they should go somewhere else!" "if they're innocent, they can just go on a trip while israel removes the terrorists--"

and ideological stupidity and ugliness aside,

it's like, no, you don't fucking understand. you don't understand the violence of the border wall. you don't understand what it means to be tied to a land. you don't understand things like, "my grandparents still remember the nabka"; you don't understand the horrors of colonial violence firsthand. your whole life has been a playground, a theme park. thanksgiving is just a day to dress up like pilgrims and indians and eat too much and watch football. and that's the closest that you get to an understanding of colonialism. that it's all a game, with smiling characters.

those who have passports go on honeymoons, backpacking across europe, jetsetting across latin america, whimsical safaris, serene resorts on islands where you can imagine the entire population as your waitstaff or entertainment

which is an experience that is so far removed from -- This is my land. There is nowhere to go. There are guards at the border. We have to move heaven and earth to perform brilliantly in school and maybe possibly be accepted into a university and maybe possibly get a visa and maybe possibly I can earn enough money to provide, to help my family, to save--

the juxtaposition is so jarring to me. this is everything that goes through my head when i see those comments -- "why don't they just go, if they're innocent?" go where? how? do you even think for two seconds? this "conflict" is like a football game to you. you can just tune in and comment on it so dismissively, like you're making fun of a fumbled pass. but it's real people's lives, and their reality is so different from yours, and you don't even stop and think why you are living in such a different lived reality.

#i'm using 'you' here as you know the royal 'you' not 'you' you #and also including myself because i can't even understand the entirety of this experience #since i was born in the US #but i can certainly try to wrap my mind around it and read history and first hand accounts #and not make such stupid comments #.

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lediz-watches · 1 year ago

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Hazbin Hotel Pilot (kinda)

Yeah, I'm either three years late or three months early, but I'm here now and I'm documenting this for the sake of posterity, because SOMETHING is going to come out in January and the internet deserves to laugh at it.

Finally watched the pilot about a month ago. Loved it. Love the songs. Love Alastor because of fucking course I do. Love Angel Dust despite myself. Want to watch Charlie's story. Love it all. Am addicted to the fan songs. (One hell of a team and Radio Play are currently on repeat in my soul.) Hate fandom already. Miraculous Ladybug eat your goddamn heart out. No matter what happens, some part of the audience is going to hate it.

This post is actually more about why, than the pilot itself.

Before I get into it, I have to admit something. It's pertinent, I promise.

When Twilight was a thing, I heard all the hatred for it and believed it, but my sister was into it and I believe in giving everything a shot, so I read it too, expecting to hate it. And spoiler alert, by the final book, I LOATHED it. I literally had to stop myself from throwing that stupid thing across the room at least twice. But before that final book, I was so foolishly impressed.

Not by the writing, especially, but by what I thought it was doing. Because I looked at the characters and what I thought they were, and I thought that was so cool and subversive. An eternal teenager who was made a vampire against his will by a loving father figure. An immortal stuck in the body and emotions and hormones of a seventeen year old. And he falls in love for the first time. Could you IMAGINE anything worse? And a girl who swans (hah. Unintentional) into a new town and a new life, who also falls in love, but grows out of being seventeen. And there were these parallels! Romeo and Juliet! The fourteen year old trying to escape a life she didn't want, swept up in first love with an older lover! The idiot nineteen year old who's so desperate to Live His Life that he kills himself over a summer fling! THE PARALLELS, MY FRIENDS.

Yeah, I... I misinterpreted that one a little.

But this is the thing that we so often do with TV shows (and book trilogies....). We are watching and consuming something that is not complete, and in doing so we make assumptions and cling to things that may not actually be there. Edward was not an eternal seventeen year old, and Bella was not a normal girl growing into a young woman. It was a terrible, trashy, vaguely Mormon-propaganda teen romance that probably started as a Labyrinth fanfic, don't @ me.

(I love Labyrinth by the way, please don't come for my head)

Now, with Hazbin Hotel, and especially with Alastor, fandom is doing that in several different ways. Some of the fandom want him to be Evil Incarnate, here to corrupt the innocent and pure-hearted Charlie. Some of the fandom want him to be Bugs Bunny With Teeth. Some of the fandom (ie, I) want him to be Creepy Good and/or Do Evil Unto Evil (because that's what Louisiana Voodoo actually is, and it's so cool and I want to see a show do deals-with-the-other-side-for-good well andandand). Some people want him to be weak, some people want him to be super powerful, I would find it super interesting if he's super powerful because he's sold his soul to some greater power that's just using him to manipulate Hell... (today I was thinking about What If Lilith Is The Mastermind????)(also, ask me about my idea for a plot where he's actually a pawn to Heaven's worst)

No matter what happens with Alastor, some part of the fandom is going to be FURIOUS.

Now, for me, yes he's my favourite character from the Pilot, but the most important thing he does is provide a foil to Charlie, who is 100% the main character, and SHE is what's going to make or break the show for me.

Because the way I'm reading HER is that she's a preppy little private school girl that wants to save the whales and feed the children in Africa. She's taking gap years, she's doing voluntourism, she's holding charity balls for the homeless, she's taking cheesy photos in front of Homes She Built For The Kids and then gushing on Instagram about how she was hashtag blessed and got to feed the elephants.

The story I've read in this pilot, and the story I'm interested in, is that private school girl getting absolutely slapped down, so she can build back up into an actual good leader; stronger and better than her parents never even tried to be.

For me, the story I'm interested in, is all of the characters learning that redemption and goodness isn't some goal to achieve. It's a path. And sometimes, you find it only in the people around you. You shouldn't be good to get into Heaven, you should be good because you want to be good. Because you want to be there for your friends. It's about choice, and who you want to be. You make your own Heaven.

And to that end, I don't want Alastor to be the Evil Saboteur. I just want him to be her foil. Her equal and opposite, in every way that matters.

I want him to be evil only to those who deserve it, but be incapable of seeing himself as anything but worse still, even while everyone around him knows he's actually on the right team. The inverse of Charlie's arrogant light and hope.

I want him to push her, to challenge her, to be constantly watching and mocking and I want it to be a constant struggle between which of them is right or wrong about the sinners. I want them to represent the two sides of western religious ethics - the carrot and the stick. Be good so you're rewarded, or be good because torment awaits those who aren't. I want them to end up a platonic but perfect team, leading Hell's sinners out of this eternal struggle to survive and into afterlives they actually want to live.

But I don't know if that's what we're going to get. There are so many ways to read the second half of the pilot. Alastor rolling his eyes when Charlie tells him no voodoo, only to immediately offer a deal? The fact that Charlie, who effortlessly warps reality with her song, can't fix up the hotel or feed anyone, while Alastor, a supposedly mere human sinner, completely transforms everything with a few clicks of his fingers. The way Alastor treats Husk and Niffty - the way they respond to him! Niffty barely acknowledges this guy who we all assume owns her soul, and there are whole essays that could be written about how Husk responds to Alastor in general.

And outside the two of them, these characters are all so good! Angel Dust. I am not invested in his story (we've seen it before), but I ADORE him. A character that's so comfortable in his masculinity, and still considers himself a man, even as he wears women's clothing and works in a feminine industry and suffers a traditionally feminine tragedy. And he's so deadpan and snarky and horrible and I LOVE HIM. I'm not invested in his story, but I WANT TO WATCH IT.

Sir Pentious. What the hell is up with him? I must know more. I must cringe and groan and see him fail and then get back up to fail again.

Vaggie. What is she doing in Hell? HOW DID SHE DIE? How did she hook up with the king's daughter? Why is she signed onto this endeavour that she clearly doesn't really believe in?

I NEED IT.

So yeah. I will probably be disappointed, but god damn am I looking forward to this thing.

#hazbin hotel #reading the pilot #I love characters #I love characters that are foils to each other #I want a discussion of hope and cynicism #also show tunes #give me the musical numbers #fandom critical #fan interpretations #and all that jazz

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morally-grey-girlbosses · 1 year ago

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Lucretia Propaganda Post

Did she erase her family's memory? Yes. Was it for the right reason? Yes. What is a good thing to do? No. Did it ruin all of their lives? Yes. Did she found a mysterious organization and make who everyone call her The Director? Yes. Did she save the world because of it? Yes. Does she live in constant guilt and regret and will for the rest of her life? Absolutely

Erased the memories of her closest friends, who were practically family and had traveled through the multiverse together for a hundred years. But she only did it because she couldn't deal with their grief over unleashing deadly artifacts upon the world. She also erased the entire world's memory of the violent conflicts over these artifacts. All so she could collect the artifacts and enact her own plan for fixing things, which her friends had voted against because it was an objectively bad plan. She ran a shadowy organization on a secret moonbase for this purpose. She recruited her amnesiac friends and manipulated them. One had been forced to forget his own twin sister. One was left a shell of himself, only able to say his own name. This whole plan also relied on keeping a baby creature locked away from its parent. She's definitely morally ambiguous, but I also love her because underneath it all she's a dork and a girlfailure who just wanted to protect everyone but was set on doing it her way.

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short answer: literally the boss of a magic secret organization on the moon. does some very morally dubious stuff with people's memories, indirectly caused some deaths, full of hubris. but also had very good intentions. and i love her so so so much.

long answer (heavy spoiler warning:) she and her found family made magical relics/weapons of mass destruction to keep a plane-eating evil at bay. this partially backfired, as the damage from people using and fighting over these relics was immense. she decided that they needed to retrieve and consolidate those relics and use their power to cast a barrier to protect the world from the evil. her found family told her that that wouldn't work and forbade her from doing that.

but she couldn't accept that. so she decided to straightup erase their memories and go ahead with her plan anyways. one of them was forced to forget (and cease his search for) his missing twin sister. one of them forgot everything but his own name and lost the ability to speak or think clearly. one of them found a loophole so that he could keep his memories, so she painted him as a villain.

she went to retrieve one of the relics herself but this went terribly. she lost decades of her lifespan and had to abandon her hired assistant to lose his body and be stuck in a place of torment. so she created a secret organization to help her collect the relics, and wiped the existence of her organization and the relics from the memory of every non-member in the world. but this still didn't quite work out that well, and members of her organization kept getting corrupted by the relics and/or getting killed. so she decided to try hiring three of her memory-wiped found family members to collect the relics for her. all the while keeping their memories wiped and making up lies about why the relics were created. they did successfully get all the relics for her (despite getting very hurt and temporarily dying) but her consolidating the relics brought the plane-eating evil back and the world nearly ended (but things ended up mostly okay after everyone got their memories un-wiped and they came up with a better plan to destroy the evil once and for all).

but at the same time, her intentions were good. she wanted to prevent the world from being destroyed, either by the relics or the universe-eating evil. her wiping her found family's memories wasn't just to prevent them from stopping her, but to take away their pain. she didn't want them to bear the guilt of knowing that they created the relics that were destroying the world, and she didn't want them to grieve their lost member. she set them up with as good of lives as she could. she tried to bear the pain alone, literally unable to to tell anyone what she was going through.

i love her so much and can't think about her for too long without wanting to start screaming and sobbing.

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SPOILERS for The Adventure Zone: Balance. Like Serious Big Deal Ruin The Entire Big Twist Spoilers.

Lucretia and her found family spent one hundred years running across the multiverse from a universe-ending entity intent on eating them, and when they finally landed in a world where they could put that on hold, the group comes up with two imperfect plans; they choose the plan that Lucretia didn't support. They spend about a year abiding by the plan they all voted on, but then one of the other members of her family (Lup) goes missing trying to stop a terrible thing that they put into motion with the plan they're executing. After a few months of watching the rest of her family despair and watching their plan slowly destroy the citizens of the world, Lucretia makes the decision to stop their current plan and execute the plan that she proposed instead.

To do this, she alters the memories of the entire rest of her family (and the world below), including erasing their memories of Lup and the hundred years they all spent together. She then deposits three of them (Magnus, Merle, and Lup's twin brother Taako) in places on the world where she hopes they'll be happy, while keeping one of them by her side because her altering their memories made him (Davenport) forget almost everything about himself. The last of her still-living family (Barry, Lup's husband) partially escaped her memory wipe and spent his time hiding from Lucretia and trying to find Lup while he could remember.

Over the next several years, Lucretia tries and fails to stop their initial plan on her own while preparing herself to execute her own plan. When she realizes she can't do it alone, she forms an organization focused on stopping what they'd put into motion, carefully telling half-truths and gaining the loyalty of her employees while rebranding herself as "The Director", rarely ever using her real name. Her organization's headquarters is on a secret floating base that looks like a second moon, and she altered the minds of everyone on the world below to make them think that there had always been two moons there.

Eventually, the three family members she'd found new homes for make their way to her moon base, and she employs them to stop the plan that they had wanted to put in motion, making them think that Barry (who occassionally pops up to try and stop her or get them to realize the truth of what's going on) is evil and that they should never listen to a word he says. When Barry (who partially escape the memory wipe because he's a lich, a highly unstable undead being made of magic who is driven entirely by strong emotion) learns that Lucretia has made his family afraid of him and mistrust him he almost loses himself completely, but he pulls himself together and keeps on trying to stop her (and by extension, them, even if they don't realize what they're doing is wrong). When everyone regains their memories, Taako almost kills Lucretia because she made him forget his twin sister (they were each others' only constants growing up in a tumultuous family) and all Lucretia can focus on in that moment is convincing him that her plan will save the world.

In the end, Lup is finally found and a third plan saves the day and everything is hunky dory, but that was some Extremely Morally Gray Girlbossing on her part! Like, don't get me wrong I ADORE Lucretia!! But you have to admit there was some fucked up behavior on her part, even if it was for a good cause!!! I support women's wrongs <3

#propaganda #lucretia #taz lucretia #lucretia taz

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died-but-not-dead-propaganda · 1 year ago

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Kim Dokja Propaganda

he canonically dies seven times <3 he's tried and avoided dying even more than that. multiple characters in text have asked him to stop dying.

He literally plans his own death out and then gets surprised when it happens and people react to him dying he's so stupid I love him

he does it 12 times i'm not joking

i lost count but he's died and come back at least 4 times. mf won't stay dead (affectionate) but he's also so damn smug everytime like he didn't just give all his friends lasting trauma for the 3rd time that week

He is like, the perfect person for this tournament. He dies, and dies, and dies like every 5 seconds. And the majority of them are emotional. I think. Like, we know he's not actually dead but his friends don't (in most of them).

So here's some of my hightlights (Contains spoilers):

-His first death was by being incinerated by a dragon's breath (not really interesting, but it's his first death).

-There was an scenario(missions? kinda?) where they had to kill the strongest in the dome and nobody knew who it was so there were two really strong guys having a duel and while everyone else was busy watching it he killed himself behind a building and just waited for everyone to notice (he was the strongest in there).

+People called him ugly at his funeral

-Idk if it counts as a death but he sacrificed himself and got expelled from the system and I don't remember if his body was destroyed but I think yes. So this would normally mean you will die for real so everyone thought he was dead but he kept his soul alive by talking to himself and eating garbage and went to a doctor and leaded a coup d'etat and gave birth(? kinda?) all while pretending to be someone else.

-He was asleep while using a skill to watch his friends have a serious discussion about his kinks and dies.

this man. keeps. dying. everytime he dies it traumatises his kids and friends and then he does it again! eventually they just straight up locked him up in gay baby jail in an attempt to get him to stop dying. it didnt work. hes a disaster and i love him

That man CANNOT stop dying istg (via sacrificing his life) i don't even know how many times he's died,,, (it's the suicidal tendencies and the feeling he doesn't deserve a happy ending lbr)

(warning for spoilers in the next paragraph)

he has 1)died by throwing himself at a giant dragon 2)died by throwing himself in front of his blorbo/reason for living (who has threatened to kill him multiple times) at the hand of the woman who later on become his daughter (he came back from those 2 in a few minutes with a power that allowed him to resurrect if he saves 100 people) (he then lost this power and gained another that allowed him 7 resurrections but with a longer delay)

3)died by asking his internet bully/best friend to kill him to save the city 4)there was a prophecy he was going to be killed by the person he loves most. his mum killed him knowing about his resurrection power and hoping it would complete the prophecy. it did not. (fun fact he was passed out when that happened and his previously mentioned best friend was defending him, and she allowed the shot to hit his heart to avoid it hitting his crotch #priorities) 5)sacrificed himself by turning into the villain and making all his friends kill him to stop his blorbo from doing the same. fun fact he was the one to deliver the final blow and it did satisfy the prophecy. also for reasons his resurrection power didn't work here (he still found a way to come back though! but it was much more difficult and complicated

also, it's irrelevant to all this but he literally gets adopted by hades and persephone at some point and becomes the heir to the underworld

anyway this is very long and does not include all his deaths i don't think but you get the idea! orv is very good i promise don't get fooled by my shitty description lmao

This ridiculous man has an addiction to dying istg. He makes a point of obtaining every ability he can that allows him to return from death and chooses to throw himself in harms way constantly. His companions has to sedate him just to get him to take a break because he just will not stop dying on them. Hes a hamster of a man. Hes also just so pathetically average and abnormal at the same time and its great. Throughout the whole story, people try to convince him to stop sacrificing himself for them, but he just keeps doing it because he doesnt really know how else to show how much he cares because he is incredibly emotionally stunted (its the trauma!). Orv is legitimately such a good webnovel, it changed my brain chemistry permanently. Its a really great read because it contains a little bit of everything, so you get to enjoy a bunch of different genres. Its also pretty fast paced but not rushed, so the plot is always moving forward but not feeling forced. There arent really any plotholes either, because it accomplishes what it set out to do as a story. Only issue some people have getting into it is that the first chunk of chapters are kinda slow, but it really starts to pick up after the disasters and keeps getting better from there. Also that it has 551 chapters, but these chapters are all necessary, trust me. The ending is so good. Just try to avoid spoilers some if you do check it out; they dont necessarily ruin the experience but some major plot moments are revealed. Also, I really reccommend reading the actual webnovel instead of the manhwa(which is the webtoon) because the manhwa edits a lot of things out and is much plainer than the actual story. Anyway, sorry that this turned into me telling you to read the novel instead of campaigning for kdj. But! Its what he would have wanted, seeing as he once read a webnovel as the sole reader of it for over 10 years.

Okay so. This man has died over 10 times (I'm not counting the exact number I'm sorry). He got burned to death fighting a super dangerous dragon, he died IN FRONT OF HIS FOUND FAMILY. then he pushed another member of his found family away from a fatal attack and took it on himself, causing him to get a huge hole right through his stomach and said member of his found family to go beserk over his death cause he didn't know he'd come back to life. He then asked a different member of his found family to KILL HIM. because he needed to die for everyone else to survive or whatever so he convinced her to kill him even though she didn't want to. And then HE GOT KILLED BY HIS FOUND FAMILY AGAIN. because once again he had to 'die' for everyone to survive but specifically he had to be killed by his found family, so he got stabbed through the heart by one of his found family members and then crumbled to dust in said family member's arms. He 'died' and disappeared for 3+ YEARS , and came back just as his ff were finally moving on from him. (Also he came back in a giant squid form that couldn't communicate with the FF at all and almost got killed my the ff AGAIN...) there's... A lot. More but it's been a while since I've read the novel so I don't remember every single death unfortunately but yeah 👍

He died like 12 times and traumatized all his companions with that

Over the course of 100 chapters, this man managed to die and get revived FIVE GODDAMN TIMES. And he keeps doing it. Nobody's doing it like him fr fr

i’m still read orv but as far as i’ve heard that’s his whole thing other than being gay for the protagonist of his favourite web comic who is real now

hoooo boy. i think he dies around 8 times in total? and somehow each time is worse than the last..... the first 3-4 times he has a skill that lets him regenerate, so its mostly fine (there is some good angst about his companions worrying he died for real, though, and at least one funeral scene).

then theres a prophecy about how he will be killed by "the person he loves most" and, without spoiling it too much, hes killed by the person he loves most. sword through the heart and touching last words and everything. its fucking DEVASTATING. he survives with a bunch of cheat code bullshit and then next time they see him is weeks or months later in the fucking demon realm with a body thats falling apart.

then a while later he almost dies AGAIN but when they go to save him he gets kidnapped and sent to another world and they dont see him for FOUR YEARS. hes obviously presumed dead while hes off in another worldline trying to get back

uh. there might be more than that. this novel is VERY long. anyway it gets to a point where any problem thats too big gets solved by him sacrificing himself while his companions scream and cry and beg him not to. and then he shows up later like "see! i survived :)" and they get so upset because why does he keep DOING this??? and he doesnt see the issue because he did it to save them! its a happy ending as long as no one dies (but not me though. its fine if i die as long as no one else does)

anyway, all this to say. basically his defining trait is that he dies and comes back. hes infamous for it and his companions start to hate it about him. one of them literally tries to pay a HEAVY price to ensure that he cant die anymore. hes GOTTA be on this bracket

Self-sacrifice is the only way he knows how to express love because it's the only form of love he was shown as a child. He keeps dying for his companions even while knowing that he is traumatizing them and thinking that they will hate him for it eventually (just like he hated his mom) because he thinks he deserves to be hated. The entire novel is about saving him. My god.

This man has died (and revived) about thirteen different times (I think? Very easy to lose count), and that’s only including successful attempts, he tries to sacrifice himself many more times. His companions are literally begging him to stop killing himself to save the world. They come very close to just tying him up so he can’t go running off again.

In terms of his general character he is just a guy who hyperfixates on a bad webnovel for 13 years straight, I’m talking about 3000+ chapters that he was the sole reader of because no one else made it past ch100. Then when the webnovel gets its final update the events of the novel start happening in the real world, as the only person who has read to the end he has vital information to save the world. He pisses off the protagonist within a minute of meeting and then proceeds to have a high-key homoerotic relationship with him, with both of them becoming so intertwined that neither would exist without the other and creating a timeloop that sets the entire plot into motion (I can’t go into more details without spoilers). If you’d like more details then I highly recommend the YouTube video “badly explaining all of omniscient reader in 6 minutes” by ferd because it’s hilarious and leaves out just enough context that you don’t even feel like you’re getting spoiled because it’s so batshit

#omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #kim dokja #dokja kim

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threadsun · 1 year ago

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Well, let’s expand on our favorite puppy, shall we? And I do mean puppy, see Bo wasn’t born in the town, he literally came from the woods when he was in his late teens. He didn’t speak english back then so the founder basically said “Well, if you don’t want me to keep you, speak up” so he kept him. Bo was feisty when he was first brought “home” he had a muzzle for the longest time, but being so scary helped him do his job, protecting the founder

He probably would have stayed like that if it weren’t for Nick. The founder had looked for anyone who wanted to train his dog for him and Nick was in enough of a bind that he took up the job. Things were rocky at first but everything changed the night Nick snuck Bo out to the border of the woods he came from. He took off his collar and muzzle and nodded to the woods, telling him he could leave if he wanted to. After seeing just how much trust and care Nick had for him he slowly came up to him and licked his cheek, cementing their new friendship

Bo was basically a human-ish looking dog before, but with Nick’s training, Bo started to learn english, and spanish actually. Bo isn’t conversational in spanish but he knows it well enough to know what’s being said to him and curse out anyone he doesn’t like. He chooses not to speak most of the time because he likes being in his puppy space and he feels like talking kinda ruins it

Nick is also the reason Bo can even go into puppy space, though he usually, consensually, brings Bo out of it when they hang out. After all Nick’s hard work, Bo is the goodest boy known to man, he knows all the tricks in the book and, thanks to the propaganda Nick makes for him, loves his master. Bo would do anything for the founder now, and he has. Few people could forget how Bo ripped a guy’s throat out on stage at a public execution

The founder dies from natural causes so Bo just had to sit there and watch his master slowly deteriorate in front of him. He tries everything he can think of, bringing him his favorite toys, curling up at his feet, licking his face, but nothing can stop the march of time. Bo’s there when it happens, and the howl he let out when he passed could be heard through the whole town

After the funeral he just curled up right where he always slept, wishing his master was there to pet him to sleep like he used to. He’s a wreck, only eating when Nick brings him food, and even then he barely touches it. The poor thing looks more like a skeleton than the founder did before he passed, the only thing that can save him is a new purpose, a new master. You

Oh poor thing!! I love him so much, I love the balance between his human side and his dog side, and the bond between him and Nick 🥺 I can imagine how insane he'll be when you show up tho :3c

#sunshine #cult town au #also muzzles 😳#and Nick teaching him Spanish as well as English is so sweet!!!#who doesn't want a hunky guard dog who'll tear out throats for you?

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mylevisdontfitanymore · 2 years ago

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ooo ooo do you have any fics with groaning/moaning/complaining about being full? Bucky or Steve or Stucky or anyone else even non-Marvel? I LOVE your blog and how you always make your boys so loud and noisy 🤭

Thanks ❤️

I, unfortunately, can't think of any fics specifically like that. As you said, usually I make my boys pretty loud because... what can I say 🫣 I just like them that way 🥵🥴 so a lot of my fics have that as, like, a side thing but...

I can write you something like that 😏

Stucky belly kink, unbeta'd, under the cut. Warnings for belly kink, kink discovery, bloating, belly sounds (gurgles, burps, y'know), dirty talk, etc.

Steve and Bucky are chilling at home in their 21st-century apartment, somehow back where they started after seventy-odd years, and they're celebrating by... well, by doing nothing. After all they've been through, they don't need to do anything. So, they're just lazing on the couch, watching pop culture shit they missed. This afternoon the only reason they're getting up is to go to the bathroom, or, more interestingly, mill around the kitchen. Refilling their snacks.

Steve has to use the bathroom this time, which means it's his turn to go get something to eat. They're not intentionally stuffing themselves or anything (not yet 😏), they're just grazing. Mouth-to-hand while catching up to the current day, y'know? Besides, neither of them had lunch today. They're just snacking enough to keep themselves from feeling hungry. So, when Steve comes back from the kitchen with more drinks and some sweet candy instead of savory chips or whatever, he's not expecting to be told no.

"What do you mean we can't have these?" Steve hugs the 2-liter of coke to his chest like a little kid, pouting because he's an asshole when he's not posing as propaganda. As he squishes the bottle to his rock-hard chest, his fist tightens around the roll of mentos he grabbed with it. "Are you saving them for something?"

"What? No," Bucky furrows his brows, "you just can't have coke and mentos."

"Well, why not?" Steve relents, setting the coke down on the coffee table and keeping the mentos in hand as he sits. Apparently, he's really invested in having both, at the same time... or he's just investing in being an annoyance. Wouldn't be the first time in Bucky's stupidly long life.

"Clint told me your stomach will explode," Bucky huffs, no longer paying any attention to the film on screen, "those candies-" he points to the mentos in Steve's hand "-make the soda extra fizzy and it's, like, some chemical reaction. You can't."

Steve makes a face.

Bucky knows what he's thinking; Clint? Really? It's not that he's unreliable or unbelievable but... he's also not the first person Steve would trust.

"When did this come up?"

"Nat was trying to convince me to try pop rocks when I was at SHIELD last week, saying that they weren't actual bombs but they did explode in your mouth. She likes them for some fucking reason. Then, Clint walked in and said he hoped she wasn't going to make me drink soda afterward. Apparently pop rocks and soda or mentos and soda, especially coke, both make you explode."

"I don't believe that for a second," Steve smirks, leaning forward to grab the 2-liter again, unscrewing the cap and taking a few gulps straight from the bottle. When he starts unwrapping the little tube of candies, Bucky makes a squawking sound and smacks his hand.

"No!"

"Buck," Steve turns his big, blue eyes on him. Somehow making them even bigger. Even bluer. A fucking kicked puppy. "C'mon, I'll be fine." He's whining, because, well, he's Steve. "Future candy is weird, yeah, but... it's not gonna make me explode. If they did, they wouldn't sell 'em! And I've got the serum! Whatever chemical reaction happens I bet my iron stomach can handle it," Steve pats his flat, defined stomach.

Bucky crosses his arms over his chest, fine, he won't stop this bad idea. If Steve wants to explode, let him.

"I've had these before too," Steve finishes opening the package and pops a few into his palm, holding them out for Bucky to see.

They do look pretty harmless. But...

Bucky has also seen less than a few small, round candies and a few swallows of soda do massive damage. He looks at them with distrustful.

As he crunches them between his teeth, Steve says, "'ey taste good 'oo!"

Bucky wrinkles his nose. And-

Tries not to visibly react when the second after Steve finishes chewing, he opens the bottle of coke again. Drinking.

Ugh.

"Stupid-" Bucky mumbles under his breath without heat.

Steve just laughs.

...

Steve knocks back some more coke, somewhere, somebody told him that when you drink soda because it's not really hydrating your body, not like water does, so your brain keeps you drinking, wanting hydration. Soda makes you more thirsty than you'd be otherwise. Steve feels that now. Mouth wanting more. These days coke doesn't taste the same as it used to, but it's still good.

As Steve is swallowing his last sip, his belly gurgles. Carbonation shifting around in his stomach. Steve can feel it. It doesn't matter what it feels like though. It's mostly what it sounds like.

It's fucking loud.

In fact, his belly gurgles loud enough that it's louder than the movie they have going.

Sheesh.

Bucky turns to look at him, and he can feel the weight of his gaze on the side of his face. He can feel how Bucky's eyes immediately drop to his stomach, where the sound had come from. And where another gurgle, just as loud, comes from. Actually. The second might be even louder than the first.

But, before Bucky can say anything (probably I told you so, followed by more mother-henning, worrying about him actually exploding) Steve burps.

He doesn't mean to but, oh, jeez, whatever his stomach did to make that sound brought up the gas from the carbonation to the top of his gut and the pressure demands to be let out. Steve can't even try to swallow back the next burp building up in him. It just comes out. It's loud and surprisingly long.

Bucky is still looking at him.

Steve looks back, sheepish. Not because he's suddenly convinced he's gonna explode, but because, well, his Ma embedded manners somewhere deep in him. And they're still there.

Bucky's mouth is hanging open.

Steve shrugs, "soda fills you up with bubbles, y'know? I don't feel anything." He smiles. But... he's lying. He kinda does feel something... he felt that pressure but it's practically gone, it must've just been those burps! He's fine! So fine that he's going to have another mento. He likes the way they crunch between his teeth.

"St-" Bucky starts, never actually making words though. He just stutters over the start of a few more words.

Steve laughs at Bucky's reaction. But. Fuck. He swallows two of the three mentos he popped whole. Oops. Now, he can feel them in his throat. He coughs a little and gestures to his throat. Now he has to wash them down with coke.

Bucky mumbles something, probably something like, "serves you right."

Steve chuckles a little at the thought.

Finally, he feels the candies slide down his throat, into his belly. Then, as he sets the bottle down, he realizes just how much of it is gone. Woof. Has he really finished 3 quarters of the bottle? By himself? When?

Oh, well.

Thoughtless eating. It's fine. Everyone does it when they're not paying attention.

He's fine.

...

Steve may not be fine.

His gut sounds like a washing machine. It's gurgling and groaning and complaining. Steve is trying to not burp despite the pressure and sloshing happening. Yeah, Steve knows Bucky can hear his stomach, his gut is so loud he'd be able to hear it without his enhanced hearing, but... Steve doesn't want to admit, more than his uncontrollable body functions, that he's beginning to maybe have some problems. So. He's not burping. He's...

He's blowing up.

Steve sneaks a look down from the TV screen, playing a movie he's pretending to pay attention to, to his own body. His stomach. All that noise and...

Yup.

Uh-oh.

His stomach is bulging.

Steve's...

Steve's never seen it do that before- his stomach.

His stomach isn't flat anymore. It's rounding out. And. It feels tight. Steve feels tight. All that soda and snacks, it's pulling his abs taut. He wouldn't be surprised if when he pulled his t-shirt up (which is suddenly clinging to him ever more like a second skin than normal 🥴) his abs wouldn't be as defined as they normally are. He feels all stretched out.

Oh.

Steve... Steve is feeling it.

He doesn't... it doesn't hurt. It kinda,, it kinda feels good? Like. Like when he manages to work out hard enough to get his muscles to ache from use.

It's tight and Steve knows if this keeps going it's going to hurt but, for now, it's... heavy. Present. Steve feels... Steve feels his body.

Bucky clears his throat.

Steve realizes he's been spacing out, staring at his own stomach. His-

His growing stomach?

Yeah. His growing stomach. Because. His stomach is growing.

Bucky clears his throat again, "you believe Clint now?" He doesn't sound thrilled about being right. For once.

Steve shakes his head after a second of hesitation. He's finding it hard to pay attention to anything but the bubbles in his stomach. He can feel his stomach pulling tighter.

"What? You're not gonna admit defeat yet?"

"No." Steve taps his gut with his right hand, then tries to hide his gasp behind his left. He's so tight. It's like thumping a watermelon. "I'm fine."

"You're so fine." Bucky deadpans.

"I am."

"Fine. Suit yourself." Bucky says.

Silence spreads between them. Well. Silence other than the movie and then, of course, other than his gurgling, sloshing gut. It sounds angry.

...

Steve sits until he can't take it. He sits with one hand on his gut, feeling every added inch of swell in excruciating detail. Inching forward. Becoming rounder. Steve slowly realizes he's sweating. He's panting a little. He feels huge.

And he looks huge, staring down at his belly.

How much bigger can I possibly get? How far will the serum let me stretch?

A shiver goes down Steve's spine, but, he doesn't know if he's feeling pricks of fear or... arousal? His cheeks heat just thinking that- that this can possibly feel good. He feels like a shaken can of soda... just waiting to pop.

It's maybe another two seconds before he's opening his mouth and admitting, "Buck, Buck," he shifts under his swollen tummy, "I- wait... I'm getting so big," his voice is an embarrassing whimper.

Bucky is looking at the TV still.

"Okay," Steve whines even more, "maybe you were right. Maybe- maybe I am gonna explode." He can't help but rub his belly with both hands now, trying to soothe it but also... trying to feel it. Tighter and tighter. Hotter and hotter. Bigger and bigger. "You," Steve swallows, "can you look it up? On your phone? It's... it's like I can feel myself swelling up. Oh, God."

Bucky is now looking at him, pleased with finally hearing him call 'uncle'. But also, Bucky is looking at him. And Steve suddenly becomes aware that his tight shirt has rolled up to expose the bottom half of his gut. Pale, freckled skin pulled taut. His poor abs! Stretched. Trying their hardest to hold him together, holding the mass of soda and candy and snack food back.

"Oh, God," he whines, rubbing frantic circles on his gut, pulling his shirt up higher incidentally, "I'm so big."

Bucky frowns, then he bites his lip. Silently, quickly, reaching for his phone and typing as fast as he can.

A few moments pass between them.

Bucky murmurs out loud to himself as he reads. Steve makes uncontrollable noises. His gut gurgling as well as his mouth letting go of little moans and groans.

He still is swelling.

Bucky blows out a relieved breath, "fucking Clint," he says under his breath. Then, louder, "it's a myth. You're not gonna explode-" Bucky eyes his stomach heavily "-probably."

Steve whines. Petulantly adding, "probably not but... it doesn't feel-" that good. Was how he was going to finish that sentence. Except. It kinda does. Under the heft of his gut, his dick is swelling too. Something about the fullness. The pressure. It's. It's not the same as being full of Bucky's cock when he's being fuck but it is fullness and it is weirdly erotic.

"It's your own damn fault," Bucky teases. Now that it's apparent he's not in danger, Bucky is perfectly fine to take the piss out of him.

"Ngh," Steve puffs out a noise that he doesn't have control over. The bubbles are driving him insane. Fuzzy and fizzy inside him. Ticklish,, kinda.

It's a weird feeling. Weird good though.

Steve shifts this way, then that way, trying to get comfortable under the dome that his abs have suddenly turned into. It doesn't work. Moving only makes more bubbles appear. Bloating him more, making it harder to sit upright.

His gut doesn't have enough room!

"I," Steve can't swallow back a small moan. A moan! Because, somehow, despite all the gas building up in him, he can't burp. "I think I might have to go lay down. I- I'm so bloated I can't breathe."

It's true.

Steve isn't even being dramatic!

It's like there's no room for his lungs. His gut is taking up all the space in his body. He feels a bit like there's a watermelon attached to his front- his gut is just as hard as the outside of a melon would be. But. It's just the inside that's different. Sloshy liquid. Not soft fruit.

He wants to go lay down, go give himself room to grow (why does that thought make him shudder?), yet... the idea of trying to get to his feet by rocking, heaving, himself up. Oh, fuck. He doesn't think he can do that. Like, God - embarrassment stains his cheeks - like how a pregnant woman can't get up once she's sat down.

Swallowing another stupid noise, Steve finally bites the bullet and asks, "help me up, Buck? Please?"

Bucky jerks his eyes up from his belly to his face. He's also blushing. Huh. Interesting. "Yeah," he licks his lips, "yeah, sure."

He gets up. Even the shift of the sofa changing with Bucky's weight leaving makes Steve groan. He's so full. His belly is so sensitive.

"You, uh, ready?" Bucky asks, looking down at him, hands held out, watching with heavily lidded eyes.

Steve is just rubbing his exorbitantly swollen gut. Nothing, too exciting, unless...

Maybe.

Maybe Steve isn't totally weird for being into this 👀

Any teasing thoughts about testing the water instantly leave his mind as he stands up though. Bucky grabs his hands and pulls him to his feet. Taking one arm and draping it over his shoulders like Steve is battle injured and not just enormously bloated.

Gravity... gravity is a thing.

Steve can't not moan loudly, obscenely at the change.

He quickly grabs his gut, hand slapping down onto the side unexpectedly. He's dizzy. He... he feels weird. All sensitive. He moans again.

"Dramatic," Bucky tells him, trying to be teasing but sounding... God. He sounds turned on. Voice rough.

Steve wants to tell him that it's not being dramatic when his whole center of gravity has shifted. His stomach is swollen. Bulging. Still swelling. Growing. And pulling him forward. Wanting him to crawl on all fours if he needs to go anywhere.

Oh.

Steve's knees feel weak at the idea of crawling like this. His gut pulling heavily on his spine, making it arch. His gut, full of liquid, swaying back and forth as he ponderously moves. All that swaying and jiggling and moving would make more bubbles. Steve would grow more.

More.

"I'mm so round," comes out of his mouth without him even meaning to say it. All breathy and weak, the wind taken out of his sails by how hard he is. So turned on.

It feels good to be so round. So full. It really does. Steve is reveling in it. Right now. Walking so slowly. Bucky warm against his side. Taking care of him, one of his arms around Steve's waist... so close to his gut. So close to touching.

Then-!

Yes!

Bucky pokes the side of his gut, voice matching his. They both have to be into this. It's not just Steve anymore. "And so tight. Your gut is all shiny, pal."

Steve wants to whine and tell him to shut up, cheeks flaming. But all that comes out is a burp. Long and low. His sore belly deflates probably half an inch. From being prodded.

Bucky chuckles, "well, maybe not so tight now."

Steve hisses out a few more baby burps. Gasping as it happens. His knees really are weak now. Its lucky that they've made it to the bedroom.

As Bucky is helping him onto their bed, his voice gets reeeal low and dark, mismatched hands coming up to pet his stomach, "I bet you could fit more soda now, huh?"

Steve shakes his head. But, he also, he moves from lying completely flat to putting his weight in his elbows, sitting up... looking up at Bucky, he bites his lip. "There- oh, boy," he pants, feeling all that added weight, "there was some soda left in the bottle?"

Bucky doesn't say anything. He turns tail and practically runs to go get it.

When he returns, he's got a dirty look on his face. He has the bottle in hand and he snatched the last few mentos from the roll.

"Buck-"

"You said you'd be fine. You can't pop. The serum." He flushes a dark red. Softly adding, "I wanna see how big you can get, sweetheart. I... I don't know what this is doing for me. It's just- doing something."

Steve nods, still precariously balanced on his elbows. He opens his mouth.

Bucky settles on the other side of him on the bed, resting a gentle hand on his tummy and using the other to feed him two mentos.

Steve swallows them whole. That seemed to speed things up last time.

"Jesus Christ, baby."

Steve whines.

Bucky brings the bottle to his lips.

Steve swallows until tears sting his eyes. He can't breath. He can feel the mentos like little volcanos in his gut. Fizzing. Adding pressure. So so much pressure. He. is. so. full.

Overfull. He's not even just full anymore.

Bucky stops funneling him soda, he pets his gut "you alright?"

Steve doesn't know the answer to that, he can't even see straight. He might be crying, he's so full. But. There's only a tiny bit left in the bottle. There's one single mento left. He... he wants to finish. He needs to finish. Just that little bit left. His shirt has rolled up to the bottom of his pecs. The waistband of his gym shorts has been pushed under the balloon of his gut. He's already so large. His body already pushed to the limits. He just...

Just wants a little more.

"The-" he can barely talk. He's so full. "-The last little, God, oh, God, bit. Please?"

Bucky swears. Eying him carefully.

Steve whimpers, afraid he'll say no. All he wants is that last mento and a few more swallows of coke.

But, he doesn't say no.

He gives it to him.

Tipping the bottle back and letting it pour into his hungry, gaping mouth.

Yes.

By the end of it Steve really really feels completely, entirely full. Impossibly bloated. So tight. So much pressure. So fucking hard. He can't breathe. He can't move. He is fucking round. Massive. All he can do is moan, "Jesus, 'm so full it hurts. Unnngh."

Bucky is trembling next to him with repressed, horny energy. Now empty-handed. No more mentos. No more coke. "What-" he huffs, "what can I do? I," he growls, "you're so big. I wanna. Christ. I want you like this so much." His metal hand is at the front of his sweatpants, squeezing himself. He's so hard.

Steve's mouth waters.

Fuck.

Steve shudders as much as he possibly can with a gut the size of an over-inflatdf beach ball attached to me. He whines. Overwhelmed. Overfull. He wants Bucky too. He wants-

"You can't fuck me like this," he pants desperately, "I'd actually pop. God. I want it but I fuckin' can't. If you were inside me. I'd burst! I... I don't care what other than th-that. Just get me off, Buck! I wanna come. I feel so big and full and hard. Please! It hurts and it feels good and I need you. I need to come. Cause. Ohh, I'm so full."

Bucky growls and lunges for him.

His hands press everywhere. Not too hard. But not as gentle as he would be if he weren't drunk on arousal.

He's pressing and squeezing and Steve can't stop saying "oh, oh, oh," with the way his hands are making pleasure shoot through him. He's so sensitive. All over. He also can't help but let out little hisses and burps and groans. He's too full. He feels too good. Bucky is climbing all over him. Worshipping his swollen gut and then taking half of a second to touch Steve's desperately hard cock.

It is no time at all before Steve is coming in his gym shorts with a high pitched scream.

He fucking swears he blacks out for a moment, his muscles tensing for an orgasm but being too heavy and stretched out to do anything. It's like he can't hold himself together.

Fuck.

He definitely blacks out.

But, at some point, Bucky rips down the waistband of his sweats and gets himself in his hand. Fisting his leaking cock for one, two, three- three and a half strokes before he's coming all over Steve's full, shiny gut.

The heat and claim of Bucky's come on his balloon of a belly makes Steve's still-hard cock twitch against the underside of his gut. Oh, fuck, yes, he is going to need to go again.

In conclusion:

I hope you enjoyed 😳

End note: yeah, I know mentos would've been around before WW2, so Steve and Bucky could have had them and coke-a-cola has been around Way longer than mentos BUT... since mentos were only recently released (1932) when stucky went to war... I have plausible deniability that they would not have actually had them (or been able to afford them, since, y’know, The Depression)

#ask #belly kink #text #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #chubby steve #bloating #belly sounds #mylevisdontfitanymore

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Leverage Log: The Rundown Job

Pig farm. (please dont be a serialkiller feeding his victims to his pigs. Please dont be a serialkiller feeding his victims to his pigs. Please dont be...) Angry farmer calls about rent. Guy stabs him with syringe gun. "know your sacrifice will save millions of lives." Probably not a serialkiller, either a conspiracy theorist, or a government agent part of a conspiracy.

--- Ok we've got a government hearing about a guy (not the same guy) doing "counterterrorism" (read: Murdering innocent civilians in Rome)

Oh no, we're doing one of those "cop who doesnt play by the rules is actually right" copaganda stories arent we? (but like, for US Blackop squads)

i already hate this episode with every fiber of my being. (and I eat a lot of fiber.) --- Oh, nice. The fight-scene in front of the elevator has a shot from below that lets us just see the overhead vent-passage Elliot just dropped behind the guard from. --- Not a fan of the Hardison HUD. It feels like we're stretching his already god-like hacking powers a bit too far. (like he's good dont get me wrong.) --- Parker definitly stole one of the diamonds. Those are way too many diamonds for any orphans to need and she is a legitimate kleptomaniac. (Like remember the 12 step job, she legitimately needs medication y'all.) --- Ok so this is our Elliot episode (already had a Parker one with the Broken Wing) Also this is probably happening simultaniously with the previous episode with the painting. Which means its three episodes in a row with the gang split. (that is... interesting. Either a scheduling thing or foreshadowing the season ending with the gang splitting up as Nate and/or Sophie retires and/or dies) --- "you stole a michelangelo with tinfoil and a chewing gum, Figure it out!" Nice callback to the Davids.

Oh disguise the sniper in a golfbag. Nice idea, unfortunately this means Elliot gets to practice his driverswing. --- They always were illegal, and I do not like that we're going the "US government black-ops are morally right to do their shit" angle on this story. --- "Better or worse, we change together", good line. simple. 9.5/10 Oh right, Parker is a dangerous driver. (i dont like that form of humor) Oh no, we're going for extremely racist bearded middle-eastern terrorist because god forbid the terrorists be anything but an affirmation of Bush era bigotry and propaganda. --- Ok old pre-CDC lab. (the pigs from the cold open are definitly of the Guinnea variety. Expect them to be dead if we ever see them again) Oh, we're dealing with the Spanish Flu. Well this episode definitly didnt age badly with an entire generation of people having suffered Plague-based traumatic experiences in the inbetween. (im not blaming Leverage for not knowing the future im just worried how this episode ends up handling such a now-sensitive topic)

--- 150 million, thats a big number.

Bro-trust moment between Elliot and Hardison. Hardison is so going to steal the "creepy spy truck" isnt he? I will not be satisfied if this episode does NOT relieve the US Government of 1 creepy ass violation of civil liberties and gives us a new Lucille. --- his name is Ahmed, because it couldnt just be Jim or Jordan or anything, had to be the most stereotypically propaganda name for a terrorist ever.

--- Oh thank god its just a white guy using xenophobia as a distraction to hide his real identity. (thank fuck)

Trailer is a trap. --- Ok good, well explained use of the hacking powers. (like the little detail about "always a little power, its how electric locks work") Tiny note: Usually an SOS means you are about to die. (either way it would've worked here. cause Vance could've turned around to find you and abandoned the trailer.)

--- Parker has stopped the train, Subject has cuffed himself to his briefcase (as if handcuffs are gonna stop Parker.)

--- Wow, this nutter actually managed to shoot Elliot. She kept the diamond, (I get its meant to be foreshadowing, but there is no way Parker doesnt regularly carry glasscutting equipment on her anyway. Im fairly certain its one of the first tools we saw her use back in the Nigerian Job)

And Parker with the little torch-thingy. (she is definitly the next Nate) --- Were Elliots eyes always this blue? (also how overlit is this scene? He's got like, no pupil)

But yeah, somehow this guy has been the most dangerous person Elliot ever had to fight. Even the guy they had to blow a Looney-tunes style hole in the ground around with C4 didnt hurt Elliot this much.

---

Ok on to adress the 2 concerns i mentioned with this episode: The plague thing was fine, everything was contained and the thing didnt explode. If anything the real pandemic made this episode age better by giving it an escapist value. The Islamic Terrorism as a fakeout was... insensitive. I didnt like it, felt bad but not as bad as it could have been.

#leverage season 5 #leverage #the rundown job

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