Why Disney Sticks to the Lower Ratings
anonymous
April 1 2013, 05:08:38 UTC
(Initially, this was going to be a very serious fill. Then anon remembered how Hades talks. And thinks. Things degenerated from there.)
Hercules was overwhelmed by nausea and weakness. It was worse than any of the falls he’d taken off Pegasus, worse than any injury he’d ever gotten, and yet, there was no pain. There was just an all-through-his-body urgent sense that something wasn’t right, that he’d lost the last ounce of whatever it was that made him bounce instead of break … accompanied by a great, amorphous fear that he’d never known. Compared to gods, humans were as fragile as spun glass, weren’t they? And he was still standing in front of one.
Hades smiled at the way Hercules’ eyes had widened. He’d watched understanding hammer its way through that thick, hero’s head of his with relish. The message had gotten through, as only something that affected Hercules in his body could: you just gave up everything that made you special, numbskull. Every last shred of protection against bad things and bad people is gone. But Hades didn’
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Re: Why Disney Sticks to the Lower Ratings
anonymous
April 3 2013, 02:14:43 UTC
:) ! It wasn't the story I meant to write when I started, but Hades' voicing did not lend itself to a srs take on loss - or I haven't figured out how to do that with him yet. Writing out his motormouth sadism was a lot more fun than I expected. But I was nervous about posting it, so thanks for taking the time to comment.
"Now you know how it feels to be just like everyone else. Isn't it just peachy?"
Mortal!Hercules non-con.
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Hercules was overwhelmed by nausea and weakness. It was worse than any of the falls he’d taken off Pegasus, worse than any injury he’d ever gotten, and yet, there was no pain. There was just an all-through-his-body urgent sense that something wasn’t right, that he’d lost the last ounce of whatever it was that made him bounce instead of break … accompanied by a great, amorphous fear that he’d never known. Compared to gods, humans were as fragile as spun glass, weren’t they? And he was still standing in front of one.
Hades smiled at the way Hercules’ eyes had widened. He’d watched understanding hammer its way through that thick, hero’s head of his with relish. The message had gotten through, as only something that affected Hercules in his body could: you just gave up everything that made you special, numbskull. Every last shred of protection against bad things and bad
people is gone. But Hades didn’ ( ... )
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