On related note to the last post, if you've got Bucky/Steve stuff you want to see hit me up, especially but not limited to weight gain related.
Oh and I also want to write some stuff about @dungeonsdonuts cranky espresso-loving half-orc painter Bastion ("Sebastian Stan but what if an orc")
This is rough as hell but I want to try sharing my stuff a little more.
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“You’re not taking this seriously, Steve.” “Sure I am,” Steve says, summoning 70 years of professional seriousness. He leveled eyes with Stark, or at least tried to. Even with both of them sitting down, Tony had a couple inches on him, easily. Still. He’d had practice. “And that’s coming from me. So.” Tony drummed his fingers on the paper. “Do you really, genuinely, absolutely, want to take snow-cone here home with you?” “Yeah,” Steve said. It was remarkably hard to intimidate someone when you were shorter than them. “Steve.” “Just sign the paper, Tony.” “Steve.” “What, Tony? What do you want me to say?” Steve stood up; he was going to have to stalk around a little bit, to get his point across. “No, Tony, I changed my mind. No, take my— take him to some lab, some facility—“ “MacLean Hospital is not ‘some facility,’ Steve. He’d have—” “If he’s not safe with me, how they hell is he going to be safe for a hospital?” “No one’s saying—“ “Then what are you saying, Tony? Stark?” Steve asked. He was raising his voice now. “That you don’t want me going home with the killer cyborg assassin because you’re worried about his health?” “Fine, you know what? Fine. Fine.” Tony scrawled his signature across the front of the paper, and starting flipping through to initial the rest of the pages. “You want to get yourself thrown out a window—” “I’m not—” “He put three orderlies in the hospital—“ “Yeah, in the first week, but—“ “—and one of them is still in a neck brace—” “I can’t do this again!” Too loud. Dial it back. “I can’t. I—” He put a hand up through his hair. “You know I never really knew? They sent his mom a letter, said he’d been captured, but she didn’t— I didn’t— I didn’t find out until after the war. And that was just— missing.”
JUST NOTICED LAST NIGHT THAT BUCKY WAS ALSO ON A DRIP IN THE ENTIRE CHAIR SCENE
I know it’s a fucked up scene, I do, but that to me just is nOPE. What the fuck are they putting into his system on top of the mind wiping and the physical abuse and the conditioning.
wait, what?
THE TUBE ON THE BACK OF HIS RIGHT HAND, IS THAT A DRIP?
Dr. Cyan calling in here, and yes, that is absolutely a peripheral IV cannula on his right hand. Watching the scene carefully you can see the IV stand on his right, with two infusion bags attached (sorry for the crappy images, maybe someone can grab a better screenshot if they have the DVD):
If you watch frame by frame, you can see that Bucky pops the connection tube off when he attacks the med tech; it dangles freely from the IV bag when the guards move to point their guns at him. In real life he’d probably have torn the cannula out of his hand entirely; it happens all the time with little old ladies in my ER so I was disappointed the directors didn’t draw on that particular body horror/’ouch’-factor here.
The infusion bags appear to be one 1,000 mL isotonic saline or D5W/D5NS (dextrose/glucose in a saline solution) for tissue rehydration, and one 500 mL isotonic saline, most likely a diluent for injectable/parenteral drug administration:
Which drug? Well, it could be any HYDRA concoction, but I’d put my money on the tried-and-true fallback of some benzodiazepine. BZDs/derivatives are anxiolytic (anxiety-reducing), hypnotic (sedative/sleep-inducing), anticonvulsant (good for when you’re electrocuting someone’s brain), amnestic (affecting memory), and myorelaxant (muscle-relaxing), a nice cocktail for working with the Winter Soldier - and hey! paradoxical BZD reactions include aggression and violence (such as attacking attending medical staff), and it may also cause anterograde amnesia as well as internalised feelings of turmoil, anxiety, depression, and loss of the ability to experience and/or express feelings. Plus, withdrawal can cause depression, depersonalisation, derealisation, hypersensitivity, psychosis, and suicidal ideation - sounds like a lot of Bucky-in-from-the-cold fanfics, am I right?
Seriously, writing this, I’m wondering where the withdrawal!Bucky fanfics are - the fics I’ve read all focus on his mental issues, but what about the physiological ones? I’d really like to read a fic about Bucky coming off whatever HYDRA pumped him full of - now that’d make for some neat hurt/comfort (and a lot of curling up on Steve’s bathroom floor shaking and puking his guts out).
(When I get my hands on a HD copy of the movie I’ll have a look at the rest of the medical setup in that scene. I’m especially interested in the screens behind the chair - maybe some more medical meta to be explored? Please send any screenshots my way if you have them!)
tumblr meme culture is really just a form of neo dadaism
I’d like to clarify:
dada was a largely european art movement that took place after wwi. this time and place is not a coincidence. let me explain.
dada art made no sense. the artists who made dada lived in a world in which nothing made sense - in which conventional logic led to the senselessness of a world war. so, making art that made no sense, making - well, you can’t really call it art, so making ANTI-art that rejected the conventions that brought about that atrocity in the first place - it made total sense. (if that makes any sense.)
so the artists did weird things. new things! putting things that were already made together and calling it sculpture, cutting up bits of pictures and putting them together and calling that something to frame - this site has some nice examples.
but from my perspective - there’s serious intellectual continuity between the absurdity of attaching a bunch of tacks to the bottom of an iron, rendering it useless, and say…. bath bomb posts. Put a fucking macbook in a bath. it’s useless now. Nobody fucking cares anymore. you want something funny? you want a punchline? gun. that’s your punchline. Take it. I am laughing
in a way it could be a method of venting some of the frustration and hopelessness and dissatisfaction that tumblr’s userbase (largely, disenfranchised millennials) feels in the modern day. I can’t really speak for anyone else, but… at least from a US perspective, there’s plenty to be disillusioned about. growing up in a constant state of questionably justified war, income inequality, an economic recession caused by the actions of a handful of wealthy fucks who didn’t even get properly punished, growing awareness of police brutality, being called lazy and self-absorbed by the generations that gave us these problems in the first place… I can’t help but think that these factors (and more) could produce a similar mindset to the one that precipitated the first dada movement.
so of COURSE we make nonsense jokes. it’s a coping mechanism for a world which doesn’t make any sense.
related: this isn’t by tumblr but I have to plug UCLA’s atrocity of a virtual gallery once more. it really needs to be experienced, but… it’s definitely also millennial neo dada. from the presentation (like an unplayable video game) to the content (THE DOGS HAVE ARRIVED), it is exactly what I am talking about. it is a fucking shitpost. and it’s high art, too! I love this
tl;dr: my generation is fed up with this bullshit, and the best way that we can express that is by shitposting. alternatively, dada was an early precursor to modern shitposting and we should all thank duchamp for signing a fucking urinal
a dear friend has given a perfect update to some of my phrasing, courtesy of their word replace extension:
you see this? this is exactly what I’m fucking talking about. the thing that I’m talking about is:
I’d also say that while Dadaism was obsessed with the technological aspects of Modernity, of newspapers, of industrial mechanics and factory made clocks, neo-dadaism (of which shitposting but also the increasingly broad reach of the New Aesthetic and net aesthetics) is obsessed with the technological aspects of our time, or at the beginning of our time.
As just a comparison, the Clock in Absurdist and Dadaist art is both a symbol of the uplifting beginning of industrial relations (as one of the first complicated machines made by manufacturers, as the symbol of mankind’s ability to triumph and analyze nature and better ourselves) and as the deified symbol of horrific modernity (of demarcated time, labor hours, the oppression of the working class via managerial time), Neo-Dadaism/Absurdism has a similar relationship with early computers, which both symbolizes the utopian attitudes which we entered the digital age with, and the horrifying period we live in now, where the Digital is ever present and semi-deified.
My favorite dada satire is probably from Georges Grosz who takes the kind of robotic modernist tube people of folks like Leger:
and turns them into these mindlessly patriotic broken automatons chanting rote phrases:
And it’s so so funny to me that there’s all kinds of Gen X artists out there creating art about the millennials on their damn cellumar phones who think they’re the inheritors of this aesthetic but really it’s people who use the Madden gif generator to shitpost because they’re taking the technology meant for a coherent purpose for a particular narrative and they’re breaking it and turning it back on itself.
I think you might be onto something…
Aside from color palettes and materials used, I see literally zero difference.
This is one of the top 3 best posts I’ve ever seen on tumblr and I’ve been here for years.
Love
STATUS: DAY MADE.
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This post has been on my mind constantly for ages.
it got better
Playing ME3 today more like playing “kitty catch the Normandy”.
Soft boys™
crying I Love Them
Guess who found a new fannnnnndoooooom
They are just so fucking thick!!!!
I got to feed my boy cupcaaaaaaakes And this is the SF guy, who has been tolerant of my kinks but fairly cool towards doing a ton with them. He does enjoy the attention I give his body, and occasionally suggests that I hand feed him things, but hadn't, for instance, fed him during sex. Then, though, we started playing a drinking game, and that turned into naming sexual acts we'd agree to perform if we won the game and consolation acts of we won. Which was pretty great. It gave me a playful opportunity to say "I want to feed you a cupcake" and have it not be a big deal. And he got to eat a cupcake while having sex, which he thinks was a pretty good deal. It helped that these were some pretty fabulous lemon cupcakes-- not too sweet. Next time we'll investigate how many cupcakes he's willing to eat. I might also suggest trying a variation on a drinking game where I drink and he eats.
Consider this: Martin Sensmeier as Captain America
A Cap representing the original peoples of America? AND he’s hot?
au where the government incarcerate bucky in a high security secret facility and the avengers just conspire and break him out and when a government official comes to stark tower and is like ‘hey give barnes back’ tony is just like ‘he’s not here’ and the dude is all ‘he is sat right there’ and tony just goes ‘nah thats my cousin sergei’ and the government can’t do anything bc technically bucky barnes has been dead for 70 years and every year the facility gets a christmas card from the tower signed steve, tony, clint, natasha, bruce, thor and ‘cousin sergei’ and the card is just a picture of bucky with reindeer antlers on
i reblog this every fucking time
Last night I set up a Fat!Avengers Slack (come join us! https://fatavengersslack.herokuapp.com -- and use an e-mail address that you don’t mind people seeing)
Normally, a Slack organization is invite-only, but SlackIn allows you to set up a site where people enter their e-mail and get an invite.
1. Check out https://slack.com and follow the steps to create a new team. At this point you’re ready to start inviting people and chatting, but if you want your Slack to be publicly available, you’ll need to set up an application to automate sending invites.
2. Create an account at https://heroku.com -- you don’t need to enter billing information right now, you just need a free account, although this *might* change in the future
3. Click on the Heroku button on the SlackIn page: https://github.com/rauchg/slackin You should now see a page with the options you need to set for your SlackIn app.
4. Fill in the info it asks for. The tricky part here is the API token. You’ll need to generate one here: https://api.slack.com/docs/oauth-test-tokens and then copy it into the API field on Heroku
Once you follow the steps on Heroku you should have an invite up like the one at the top of the page set up, and you’re good to go.
File says they volunteered for Strucker’s experiments. It’s nuts.
Re-blogging because I think this is really important to Cap’s reactions and decisions in Civil War.
One of the differences between Steve and Tony’s perspectives, that sends them down fundamentally different paths, is that Tony sees an essential difference between Wanda (dangerous powers!) and Steve (basically just a big guy!) and Steve-- doesn’t.
So where Tony says “we’ll just keep Wanda home for a few weeks until this all cools off” Steve sees “step one on a road that leads to me and probably a bunch of other people in little boxes.”
One thing that Evans does a great job of keeping present even when the script doesn’t call it out is that Steve is still very aware of how different his body is now from the one that he had his entire life up until the serum. No one else who’s alive in the modern MCU (except Bucky) knows this. He’s just a big, impressive dude. Superhuman, sure, but they’re evaluating it against the baseline of themselves, or regular soldier type dudes, and from that perspective Steve is like, the edge of what’s reasonable.
For Steve, being Captain America is *genuinely supernatural.*
I was told that I absolutely had to post this. Enjoy!
Yum!!
Mmmf
“Pay attention, Seb.”
SHUT UP this keeps getting better and better. Chubby Dumpling??? *dies* I would buy tickets to Chubby Dumpling. Yes.
OH MY GOD
I’M DYING
