I’ve debated leaving the fandom now since most of the fandom is anti everyone except for tamlin and nesta’s house of wind gang honestly….I like nesta and her new two friends! but since the ones who act like they’re the leads now constantly villainize the entire IC it’s turned me off of supporting the art, stanning the characters and even caring less for cassian just because the fans are immature and toxic (we can say both sides are but I disagree that half of the fandom or more than half twist everything out of context and behave incredibly toxic toward the series) I’m just like I’m good, anyone who are fans of them are usually small minded about anything outside of them. For those who aren’t, you’re amazing. But most are. After acosf this fanbase is incredibly petulant and deny canon at every turn ignoring the intention and reasons behind the IC’s actions. So black and white I’m over it, I’ve blocked so many acosf fans it’s honestly funny and sad at this point. Sjm wrote such a problematic book and it’s brought on…all this nonsense.

Words that trigger the acotar fandom into a frothy rage:

Nesta

Elain

Azriel

Rhysand

Feyre

Morrigan

Amren

Cassian

Lucien

Tamlin

Gwyn

Nuala and Cerridwen lol

Congrats everyone, you've taken the perfectly fine thing we all enjoyed and shit all over it. And if you didn't enjoy it, then just go be antis! I personally cannot stand anti communities, but go for it. Knock yourselves out. Honestly, I think it would be better if people just embraced the anti sjm identity so we could be clear on where we stand. I tend to block antis because... I just think it's pointless and that community has been very rude in the past.

Even I, and I consider myself pretty much fine saying whatever I want, think twice about how I talk about Nesta, Elain, and Rhys 90% of the time because no matter what we say or how carefully we say it, *someone* will get in a rage and accuse people of being misogynist or abuse apologists or whatever.

The irony re: acosf and the fandom pitting the Valkyries against the IC is that it's EXACTLY the unhealthy mindset that Nesta had at the beginning of acosf, and it's EXACTLY the immature mindset that she had to learn to grow out of. Remember how she said that Amren "chose" Feyre? And how Elain "chose" Feyre? Y'all, I have highlights in my ebook from the first time I read commenting on how immature and narrow-minded that was. But somehow the fandom read that and took it for gospel, I guess.

We all have our preferences. I like Mor better than Nesta. I think Amren has always been a cranky old bitch. I like Cassian. Eris annoys the shit out of me. I think Mor and Emerie are going to be great together. But it doesn't have to create a sub-war behind the ship war. Even when I disengage from the ship war, it's World War Nesta vs the IC which ughhhhhh

Everyone, go get a fucking edible or something, my god! It is very black and white, like anon said. I hate to think about how these people treat their friends and family irl, if they are so judgmental about fictional characters who don't actually even matter.

Proship has nothing to do with what you ship and it isn’t short for “problematic ship”

Proship is basically a combination of don’t like don’t read, don’t harass people over fiction/ships, block/mute/ignore anything you don’t like

You’re squicked of certain ships or tropes but don’t think people should be harassed if they like it? Congrats, you’re proship

You like vanilla only ships but understand people who prefer darker stuff aren’t bad people? Same thing

Okay, I used the wrong term. Proship has been synonymous with "the pedo stuff" as of late so I made a mistake. Is comshipping the actual term for what I was talking about? I don't even know, so that's my bad. I've never used any terms for these things cause I don't participate in ship drama. I'm a little "vanilla" with my shipping taste I suppose, I'll admit that. I might raise a brow at the darker stuff sometimes (depends on how dark you talking) but I'm the type who judges in silence, or just blocks. Cause, idk, it's just kinda nonsense to me 🤷‍♂️

My god! Who giva shit

All of you anons are weird wtf. Who gives a shit about a random minor - if they wanna watch some problematic adult anime then let them, we're not their parents and it's not our fault if the parents aren't doing their job (and if the parents are aware and don't care about it then good for them ig). But also being worried over a minor isn't """harassment""" lol wtf? How is that harassment, what kind of an idiot are you? Seriously wtf. See, me calling you an idiot is more harassment than adults being concerned over a minor. Get real. Even then it's good someone shows some concern since clearly the parents don't giva shit (or maybe they do and they're okay with it). Whatever, that's fine. As long as the minor isn't in any danger then who giva shit.

I don't care which one of you is more """defensive""" or whatever. Saying shit like "ThE OnLy dEfEnSiVe oNe hErE Is yOu mY FrIeNd" means nothing, it's just two (or unfortunately maybe even more) dumbasses yelling at each other. Go outside and touch some grass. Yes i know that's such a lame thing to say but honestly, both sides do be looking kind of dumb right now. Get a hobby. Being worried over a random minor is not a hobby. Calling concern """harassment""" is also not a hobby. What dumbassery. Congrats. You're all dumb. You should be ashamed.

I really wish something actually interesting would happen. I miss it when we had some actual drama here, talking about actually problematic people or just dumbasses in general. Please let's just get new material. You can scream about a random minor at each other elsewhere. The rest of us don't giva shit and we're not here to babysit random minors. You can do that i don't care but just keep it out of a furvilla drama blog of all places. Please. My god.

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Hi bb congrats on 3k followers 🥺 you deserve it!! How about a smutty/angst blurb with nat, bucky, and reader being in a relationship and right now it’s going bad because something(idk what could happen it’s up to you) happened leaving bucky and nat at odds with reader trying to figure out how to get them to love each other again

Also you aren’t dumb 😡 it was an honest mistake bub

𝐼𝑁𝑉𝐴𝐿𝐼𝐷𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁

Summary: based on the request

Pairing: BuckyNat x reader

Warnings: 18+, polyamory, angst, arguing, swearing, blame, smut, threesome, oral (male -> female & female -> female), face sitting, fingering, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, p in v sex, cum eating, talking of death

Word Count: 4617

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Caught in the crossfire yet again, a worry condoned your face into a suitable expression; one of agony as you listened to the pair of your beloveds argue in your shared home. Their raised voices made it sound as though you were entrapped in a war zone, the attacks were consistent, and adjacently brutal, as they passed through your ears, succumbing terror to your being as you feared of what was to be of the three of you. The idea of such an ending was expected, all had been good, up until a few weeks back, coming home to one another had been a haven, now for them it were a dragging chore. Once, they had valued one another’s presence, hugging you in the warm embrace of peacefulness, it had been somewhat of a dream. Despite all the words and judgemental thoughts that you were shunned with in public, nothing became a barrier in the triangular relationship that you were involved in. It wasn’t a flaw in the mechanical works of your emotions to break you apart, it was simply normal for you to endure, but this, their constant screeching at one another had not been.

Glass infrastructure; a vase plummeting against the wall made you jump, shocked by the violence that they were presenting in the household. That vase had been a housewarming gift from Steve, whom seemed to be the centre of their problem. Bucky was angry with Natasha for her constant flirting with his best friend, he wasn’t appreciative of how often, even when you were all tucked up in your king sized bed, that she would be on her phone, texting the blonde for hours on end, making the man on one side of you grunt at the woman on your other. Nat scoffed at Bucky’s derelict behaviour, crossing her arms over her chest as she passed judgement onto his destructive action. “That was such a necessary thing for you to do Barnes, if I were you, I’d clean it up before your ratty little cat steps on a shard.” Alpine was seated on your lap, nuzzling his pink nose into your stomach as though he were trying to escape away from the midst of the argument and the brief mention that he was given. Lightly, you stroked comfortingly over his soft white ears, imagining that would mute the sound out from passing through them.

“You are such a bitch Natalia!” He knew that she didn’t like to be called that, a scowl frustratedly pulled at her face, as her emerald eyes pointed a squint in his direction. “Why do you have to be like this, a pathetic whore for attention from any man or woman that gives you the time of day? Steve didn’t ask for you to constantly fondle his arms at Tony’s parties, he tells me everything. Like how you have an inclination to flirt with him and offer to go away with him on a fucking road trip. All these secrets are mounting up, and I am getting sick of it. Why can’t you be more like y/n?” His voice sincerely cracked, making your eyes widen from the mention that stringed you into their serious and painful bickering. That was certainly the wrong thing for him to have said, Nat took a step of disbelief back, frowning at him as he kicked the pieces of broken porcelain about with his foot. Tears began to build up in Natasha’s eyes, making you recoil with Alpine in your arms, and stand, carrying the little fella out of the room as you entered the shared bedroom and slammed the door shut.

To topple the wavering current that was overflowing the house like the events of a tsunami, you swiftly locked the door from the inside, a reassurance that they could not enter and that you’d be left alone, and hopefully in a somewhat surrounding of peace, even if that be for the limit of a few minutes. Bucky huffed, gripping his scruff in the palm of his hand as he shook his head at Natasha, tensing his nostrils as he glared at her. “Now look what you did.” He blamed her, though if he were to comprehend an accurate fault, the dismal accountability of all things that had urged you to leave and trap yourself away with the precious feline was a balance on both of their parts. At his childish and metaphorical finger pointing, Natalia as he had called her, crossed her arms over her chest, taking a few steps back as she were ridiculed by the circumstances that he proposed upon her. “It’s so rich of you to cluster a web as disgraceful as this, Black Widow, it is clear that you were trained in the red room, a habitat for the sinners that deter the prospect of having serum running through their obsolete veins.”

The condemned usage of her heroic title belittled her, though she remained standing strong against one of her lovers, whilst the other, which was informally you, were cloaked away in the dense atmosphere that was once filled with the notion and ambience of intimacy and endearment, but was now stifling under the thumb of hoisted reverence. Natasha knew, and was concerned for your well being, aware that you’d be tearing profusely up at all of which you had witnessed; it was no pretty sight, you had for a long time evened out the ground for her and Bucky, but it seemed that your attempts at validation were no longer enough. They were falling out of love, leaving you in the middle of their poisonous and collapsing feud, of which made you substantially torn between both counterparts. Nat opted for biting her lip, and screwing her fists into balls of restraint, as she whipped her back into Bucky’s sight, and headed towards the master bedroom, rapping her knuckles against the door, halting your movements of running your fingers through Alpine’s snowy locks.

Each time you combed your hand through his soft coat, small strands slid from the outer layer of his shell, coating your leggings in small follicles that promptly stood out. It was a coping mechanism for the ravenous banging that obstructed the other side of the door; it was driving you mad, and admittedly it’d be a lie if you were to say that you weren’t tempted to unlock your barrier of security, but you had to remain strong and stand your ground against their unchivalrous bullshit, that was until they had the means to sort their transgressive mess out on their own. You had no intent on being pulled in by the strings, being controlled and manipulated like a puppet, dangling from the hands of an opposing man and woman whom were supposed to adore one another as much as they did you. Alpine’s staring was getting too much, it was as though he were judging you with his moonstone blue eyes for your ignorance of every singe thing outside of the room. Bucky stepped behind Natasha, his demeanour infuriating her all the same, but she continued to hold her ground steady, adamant to not step down from her position.

“If she doesn’t want to see me, then you’re definitely not going to sway her judgement and conception of opening the door.” Bucky squinted at her, taking offence from her words, without so much of an ounce of concern, pushing her out of the way, and tapping his scarred knuckles against the door, earning a similar lack of response, causing Nat to become smug with his deflation of confidence. Just hearing them bicker was driving you mad; Alpine, though considered to be formally owned by Bucky, one of the lovers whose words were torturing you, was the only source of comfort that you were reviling in. You hugged him to your chest, stroking the side of your face alongside the surface of his coat, as you tried to compel regents of coaxed calmness. They were toxic for one another, as had recently been revealed, but they still strived towards one of their selfish desires; and that was you. No longer did they have a hook line and sinker to reel you in, you were standing your turf as you awaited for their insistent bickering failed to cease.

“Y/n, doll, open the door.” Bucky made his attempt, speaking through the barrier and still not gaining a response from you. It was moulding his voice into a muffle as he tried again, but groaned simultaneously. To say Natasha was not impressed with his failure at getting through to you came as no surprise to her, she couldn’t quite blame you fit not wanting to talk or respond to him; she wasn’t keen on that entailment either. And it was definitely because she was majorly pissed at him, he had gotten so far up his own ass and it was irritating. He was feeling severe pity for himself, and whilst it was sometimes understandable why he was feeling so, it was not fair for him to take thus emotional charge out on Natasha. But the treatment went both ways, she was picking at him on purpose, trying to irritate him to the point where he would feel invalidated, and that she was the target of his cold brashness. You couldn’t quite your finger on why it spurred into such a terrible environment to inhabit in, however to your own dismay, it had, and it now basically mirrored hell with the torture that you endured through your cowering ears.

“Y/n honey, can you please open the door for me?” Natasha’s voice came across as sweet and collected, and could deceive anyone whom didn’t know the problematic endorsement into thinking that there was nothing wrong out in the hallway. But you knew, far too well for your own liking that that the pair of them were struggling to feel an ounce of remorse for one another, let alone love, which left that as a far fetch in their pessimistic eye lines. They loved you, and only you, congregating your three person relationship into nothing more than an accepted love triangle, and they seemed to be temporarily stable with it (if that is how it could be recorded), however, you were anything but pleased with the end result. You had tried to help make things work between the pair, but everything that yo put into action only appeared to drive a deeper wedge in the middle of them, and make a piece off them crack and wasn’t you to themselves, greedily so.

“Yeah, cause she’d sure open it for just you. I’m the golden ticket here, we all know she prefers new, and for good reason. At least every time that she wants to see me, I’m not busy with work or kissing Fury’s ass because I have a constant fear of having my intentions misinterpreted for being pardoned after all the crimes that I have committed. Half thee time you’re not even around, I’m sure she thinks that you go out of your way to avoid her, and even I don’t appreciate that fact. That’s why she clings onto me like I’m her last hope, and the reason as to why she wants us to move closer to the Wilsons; so she’s not as lonely as she currently is. I bought a cat because i knew that she is by herself half the time, what’d you do, install cameras so you can ensure she’s safe? Safe isn’t the word for that if you’re going to make sure that she’s watched in her own home, she waned time away from the compound after everything that we have been through,yet you still make her feel like its following her to eve bleak corner of this home.”

“More like you’re the golden ass here because that’s all you’ve been since Steve decided to give up the shield and pass it to Sam. Anyone’d think that you’re jealous Barnes, and that you want to be Captain America. Spoiler alert; no matter what title that you frame yourself by, or decide who you are that day, you will never carry that shield or don the helmet of true patriarchy, you don’t know how this day and age works. You will never lose the looks from people that you have stolen from, to some of them, the White Wolf is just a pathetic charade, in their eyes, you will always be the Winter Soldier.” Her words were like venom, causing discourse that diverged through the household, splitting the members apart and diminishing their morals. Though you still held onto your own strong, despite their perpendicular quarrels that formed enemy lines against ione anther. You were the white flag, wishing to prohibit a truce for the potential future that you shared together, but they were clearly still deciding on that matter. It was exhausting to endure really, even as you arm constantly waved the blank canvas in their faves as though you ere fine to start all over with each other, and you were if only things could work out; that was your largest concern, minus the fact that you often worried that they may murder one another in their slumber and you’d awaken to bloody sheets and a possessive one partner.

“You want to go there Romanoff? At least I never was prepared to sacrifice my life so that I could save the universe. But you’re back, and that’s one of the many times that you have fucked with my girl’s head. You wonder why she no longer wants to save the world - it’s because you’ve ruined it for her, one second she’s in mourning from your selfish actions, the next she’s relieved that you’re alive. That is one apparent difference between us, I am prepared to give up all this superhero bullshit up, yet you’re not. And it doesn’t just fuck with her, I’m victim to it too, and you’re not even just oblivious to how I feel - you’re ignorant. Please just get a grip Nat, and choose a priority, because this is not fair any more, and I am almost done here.” She analysed him, and you could hear his voice crack through the sternly closed door. Water pooled in his baby blues, but he ensured that no tears escaped, even as he sadly with conflict looked on at her.

“At least I didn’t kill Tony’s parents. Or y/n’s.” It was affirmative that she wanted the attention that was brought to her other commitment to dissipate, but Bucky wouldn’t release it, he was like a dog tugging on a rope. He was relentless as he verbally tore into her, and made her feel conflicted about the life that she wanted. In theory, that was the worst thing that she could have switched the pointed focus to, and you picked Alpine off from your lap, and set him on the bed. With silent footsteps, that you had no doubt that Bucky had picked up on with his enhanced senses, though he remained silent and said nothing of your movement, as he stared Natasha down, tensing his jaw as he ran through his brain of what to say. He was trying not to burst, he absolutely resented being reminded of all the things that he had been coerced into doing by HYDRA, and the fact that you were listening in made the situation that bit more vivid. Of course you knew of the murders that he had made upon your bloodline, however it was rather obvious why it was not brought up often, and yet, Natasha just couldn’t let that one slide. It had taken much time for you to warm back up to Bucky after you had discovered the crime that had taken a toll on your quality of a life as a child, but eventually you had been able to look past the things that he had done as a brain washed assassin and see the real him.

“Are you shitting me?! That’s what you bring up, right now of all times. She’s never gonna open that damned door if you keep running your mouth like you’re a fucking god, privileged to say what you want without consequences. The subject is consequences is why I’m so fucking done with you, one day I’m going to wake up to a call that says you’re dead, and that’ll be on you. And then it’ll be left to me to break the news to y/n. Stop acting like being an avenger is your only purpose, and if it is, I’d leave, that level of premature emotions in a relationship when you have a preference of being somewhere else with us is thoroughly not needed. You think I’m being a dick, sure, whatever, but at least I’m not lying to you or y/n, or my godforsaken self for that matter.” His hands made destructive gestures as he spoke, it was overall emphasis on how she was frustrating him - in other terms she had turned him into a time bomb, and he had blown. He had congregated into a mass of flame and debris, of which he was depositing within the walls, his clear anger throwing Natasha off and causing her breath to hitch as she took a step back, and braced her fingers against the wall, gulping as she became unsure of what else to say as a retort.

Your head felt like it was about to split in two, the existing lanes were overlapping; you pressed your ear to the door to confirm that strangely, for once in a long time, there was evaluated silence on the other side. For just a second you turned back, and watched as Alpine climbed onto the window sill, choosing to slip beneath the blinds so that he’d get a better view of the traffic outside. Taking a breath, you put your hand upon the doorknob, feeling the cold metal hiss against your warm skin, curling your palm around it until your slid your other hand to the lock, and pushed the fine bolt to the side, deciding to give into your own hopeful whim and open the door. The sight you were met with were the pair of them staring at one another, it almost resonated as a glare, but something else was dictating behind their adamant eyes. To soothe the commitment that they had made, of not being together but standing their in uptight silence, you walked to stand right between them so that you could snap and break their eye line. And it worked, bringing a light furrow to Bucky’s brow, and apologies of words to catch in Natasha’s throat.

“Is it over now?” It wasn’t your intent to make your voice sound as meek as it had come across, but it had, and it made Natasha feel figuratively worse about the entire ordeal. She was worried that you would call her out on the calamity that she was facing, though you did not; there was no point beginning another argument, more so when everything was now out in the open, and nothing was secluded from speech. Nat smiled at you, and raised her hand, stroking your cheek as Bucky watched with tender eyes, finally calming down. She nodded to answer your enquiry, enforcing you to sigh in utmost relief. Natasha pulled you closer, and pressed her lips against your own, as to silence the possible next words that could leave your mouth. You melted into her calm course of collision that you had moulded into, humming contently into the cavern of her wordless canal, a hand trailed over your back, it was firm and you could feel each nimble detail of vibranium that was etched into the rare metal through the material of your shirt. "Can we go to bed?" A substitutional pout made its way onto your lips as Bucky pulled you to the side, swiftly.

But instead of walking away like you feared he would, he cupped the redhead's face, and slunk his lips atop of hers, arising a wide smile upon your cheeks, finally seeing them finding solace in each other’s company. Nat pushed Bucky back to you after a minute as she backwards dragged you into the room, the super soldier picking you up as he carried you through the walls and threw you on the bed. Your body bounced for a moment, until it settled atop of the sheets, and Nat crawled towards the head of the bed, looking down at your face with her emerald eyes, engorging in the sight of your blown pupils that were directed towards her. Her hands cupped the roundness of your cheeks, descending her face lower as she purchased her lips upon your own, humming into the coven of your mouth as you reached up, tangling your hands within her red hair that she had cut above the shoulder again.

Your hips jolted on their own instinct as Bucky tore your leggings along with your panties off from your body, the cold air attacking and biting at your legs and beyond as you tried to get used to the drop in temperature below. Nat’s hands descended from your face and began to grope at your tits, leaving you in a blissful wonder, as Bucky’s warm breath hit the insides of your thighs, the contrast of his hands stroking up your legs being one of extraordinary anticipation. You weren’t sure how you hadn’t already straddled his face and set the pace yourself, though you allowed him to continue as you made out with Nat.

To provoke him into doing something more, you waggled your hips in his face, only to earn a vibranium grip on either side, holding you down and restricting you from teasing him. “I’m sorry doll.” He spoke, feeling terrible that you had heard him taunt and pry at your other third with such spite. “We’re sorry baby girl, to each other and you.” Natasha removed her lips from your own as she ogled down at you, her feline like eyes causing you to hitch your breath in your chest. She was so beautiful, each part of her was absolutely stunning, little did you know though that she was thinking the exact same about you.

“Quit teasing her Buck, give our girl what she wants.” She commanded him, and delightfully he had no hesitancy nor quarrel against her words. He ushered his face closer to your crevice of instance, nestling it towards the natural heat that radiated from your pussy, brushing the tip of his nose against your clit as his tongue darted out from the oyster of his mouth, travelling up your slit as he confided his lips around your pearl, heavily suckling upon it as yo cause your back to lurch upwards and your hands coil in the sheets below you. Nat ran her thumb over your mouth, sinking it into your mouth as you suckled upon it, your lids fluttering shut from the combination of sensations that collided through your body.

“Taste so fucking good doll, you’re addictive.” Bucky’s lips brushed against your cunt, as he raised his vibranium fingers towards your entrance, sinking one solidified length into you, as your walls clamped down on the metal. Moans ripples out from your throat as he added another one and lowered his head once more, sucking on either side of your labia, his searing blue eyes gazing into your own that were heavily lidded and struggling to remain open in the long run. “So tight, can’t wait to get my cock in here and stretch it all open so that I can go again and again.”

“Why wait?” Nat asked, aiding you in sitting up as she pulled your shirt up over your head, and then began to undress herself also. “You could just fuck her now, get your pretty prick into her puffy little pussy until she creams all over you. Just thinking about that is getting me wet, do you want to eat me out baby girl?” She enquired as she licked her lips, tugging the last garment that was on her body down that were her panties. A breath staggered out from your throat as Bucky pulled away, pressing one last kiss onto your slit as he began to remove each article of clothing that covered his flawless body.

“Yes please Natty.” As soon as those words beckoned out of your mouth, the redhead held her hands onto the bed frame, and moved to sit on your face. You were enamoured to see the sight of her cunt above you, it made you salivate from the way her flower was splayed as her clit poked out, undoubtedly aroused as she descended it down onto your face, and quickly you began to eat her out, sliding your tongue up and down her cunt, until you reached her entrance and fucked get with your wet muscle. Though your pace faltered as you felt Bucky’s tip prying at your own entrance, sinking in and making you moan against Nat’s wet cunt.

“Shit you’re so fantastic with that mouth of yours, imma ride your face for a moment baby, and I know that you can handle that.” Natasha spoke, raising up and down in the air so that your tongue was penetrating her more and less as she controlled the pace. Once Bucky had settled inside of your walls, his hands clasped onto your hips as to use them as leverage to fuck deeper into you with discretion, making the bed shake as the triad of you went at it like touch deprived animals. “I’ll forgive Bucky for anything if this is what I get.” His hand slapped her ass at that, causing her to press further down onto your face, and you to moan at the flavour of her landing on your tongue.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum all over your sexy face.” The pitch of her voice got higher as you doubled your efforts, grasping onto her ass cheeks to hold her against your face as your tongue traced every inch of her insides, her wetness spreading along your cheeks and splashing around your lips. Your own sounds vibrates against her mound as Bucky fucked into you, grunts coming from behind Nat’s overlooking silhouette, his flesh hand trailing down and pinching at your clit as Natasha orgasmed upon your face. You tried to clean up the mess that she made but she got too sensitive and crawled off from your face, laying down beside you as she watched your other lover fuck into you.

Her lips pressed kisses over your neck as Bucky couldn’t help but ram his length further into you, causing you to orgasm as he pulled out and stroked at his cock, finishing on the bottom of your belly as he held his head back in continuum relief. “Holy fuck.” He breathed, crawling into the bed beside you as Nat took up hearth on your other side, resting his head into the cushion as he caught his breath. Nat’s fingers ran through the cum on your stomach, collecting it on the pads as he raised it to your lips, smirking as you bobbed your head hungrily on your fingers despite your dazed senses.

“We sure do all make a good team.” Nat admitted, turning your face to hers to press a kiss against your lips, delving her tongue into your mouth as she pulled away and rested her head against your breasts. “And I love you.” Bucky repeated the words, leaving you to be the only one to say it back, and you didn’t hesitate to do so.

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I just adopted a cat about a week ago, and she has adjusted fairly well so far. The only thing that has been a slight issue is that she won’t bury her poop and she doesn’t fully get in the litter box to do her business so sometimes pee and poo fall out the sides as she’s going. How can I get her to use her box more “appropriately”?

Congrats on your new kitty! c:

so, not all cats will bury their poop---- some just Don't, and that's a thing. Sometimes it's because they don't like their litter, sometimes they just weren't taught as kittens, and sometimes they just Don't. But the peeing/pooping over the sides is easier to deal with.

Some cats will stand while they're peeing/pooping rather than squatting, and that has an increased chance of going over the edge of the box. A high-sided box can eliminate that risk, or at least lower the chances of it happening frequently.

Nature's miracle makes a very nice high-sided box that usually works well for cats. Some cats will still stand right in the entrance, though, and just... yeah. Same problem. There are other styles of high-sided boxes, so take a look around and see what will work for you and your kitty.

Some cats may do better with a top-entry style box. Most cats adapt well to this new arrangement, although this style is problematic for cats with mobility issues, like arthritis.

Covered boxes are also an option, although some cats really don't like them. They're often extremely smelly since it just... traps all that odor inside.

A lot of commercial litter boxes simply aren't big enough for cats. You're better off buying a very large and long sterilite bin and just using that, honestly. Cats literally can't tell the difference between a sterilite bin and a cat box; they can't even read.

For particularly stubborn cats, I'll use Dr. elsey's litter attractant. idk what's in it, but it works pretty well for most cats. If it doesn't work, there's usually a deeper behavioral issue at work.

it's not just kids calling adam/tadashi abusive, i've seen adults say the same thing, even fans of adam, that it's abusive and rapey, i'm not sure how to feel because i disagree but their posts sound very authoritive :/

Meanwhile Utsumi is out there like gushing about these two 24/7 bc they’re her faves and says stuff like “originally Tadashi was supposed to say “Woof” after “You’re gonna be my dog for the rest of their lives”, but it didn’t make to the final cut, I thought about his face expression a lot in that moment, but the only thing I was absolutely sure of is how utterly happy he was about what Adam said.” and explains for absolute morons that what Adam said about framing Tadashi was just a bullshit to test him lmao

I once again do not know why people don’t get that this ships thing is that they’re literally what another needs and despite the fact that they both have their own problems, they’re each other’s way out. Because Adam wants Tadashi to learn to stand up for himself, while Tadashi wants Adam to learn that love should bring happiness, not pain. If you don’t want complicated characters, once again, watch smth with a rating 5+ instead. Complicated and problematic characters are not always villains and some adult relationships are definitely not an abuse, if they’re canonically into power play. 

Also I don’t know how a person who so carelessly throws words like “rapey” can be considered “sounding authoritive”, but I highly recommend to try forming your own point of view, based on facts/observations and your own experience. Also in books for example there's always easier to get characters motives, bc they give you to say the whole picture, so depends on how many you’ve read you can learn to detect it without it “being explained to you” pretty easy. If you don’t have such skill or don’t want to develop it, you can wait for the creator’s commentary, you can usually get it to many animes/mangas these days, they will tell you what they meant by some scenes and about their thought process, while creating it, who, why and where. Of course not every creator has that much love and attention to their characters and story, there are some where the creators also know nothing about their character, besides what was shown, but Utsumi is not one of those, so you can always be ready, that if she picked a fave, she thought everything through from the very beginning.

Also this fandom (and pls normal SK8 fans, do not take offense in this, I mean I’m technically also in this fandom, although not really since I had to create just a bubble and don’t go anywhere else, since it’s that bad) is like 90% absolute the most painfully idiotic ppl I’ve ever seen, who can’t even read between the lines and say the dumbest stuff I’ve ever heard, that is so embarrasssing, that they make you embarrassed about even being part of this, and 50% of them are too young to even get stuff, that wasn’t meant for them to get, so just, for real, I’m just suggesting the same thing I did, for your own health, pick ppl for your tl, whose brains are intact and do not even go “out there”, like, you’re only gonna get mad. I mean, if ppl who aren’t even in the fandom get mad about stuff they write, you’re gonna be mad x2 and sadly you can’t do anything about this amount of stupidity, rarely stuff like this do happen to some fandoms. Yes, you can’t enjoy this one, sadly. I tried, but I just felt, like I’m getting more and more mad, until I just sat down and cleaned everything on my tl and was like “that’s it, I’m not in the sk8 fandom, I’m in my own fandom it’s called “his dog by day, his snake by night” lmao

And yes, it did in fact happen after I found out that the girl behind that “concerning adam” absolutely moronically formulated shit that was part of the zine was 23 years old. I think my eyes popped out like in a cartoon, bc everyone who was involved in this drama, wrote stuff like “can i make fun of them or are they 14″, thinking they’re just well, you know, young, but then were shocked too xD. I just wish this person/ppl just wrote “we excluded Adam bc we’re too dumb to get his character we hate him”, at least I’d respect you for your honesty in this case. But no, you had to dig your own grave and become the new official representative of “SK8 fandom is the dumbest”. Congrats really.

I do not know, if ppl lie about their age or not when it comes to those. If not and they’re really adults who think so, it’s fascinating really. Fascinating how this fandom got all the idiots in once. I mean, being a stupid fandom of teens is one thing, being a stupid fandom in general is just sad.

Am I sad that so little ppl got the actual plot and the message creators tried to send? Yes, absolutely. Not the first time tho it happens, with Utsumi’s faves especially, but also in general these days. It is very sad, I agree, but also, I just really started to feel bad, bc I saw some comments and felt like that meme guy, you know: “what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it.” lol

So just find someone who posts the good stuff and doesn’t get involved, listen to VAs, read creator’s interviews and live happily ever after, bc they adore both Adam and Tadaai. They literally told in the last interview what I was telling under my YT vid. This is just also hilarious to me, bc to be honest Tadaai situation wasn’t even that hard to analyse in the first place, even without the creators commentaries. Like we’re not on a Cannes Film Festival here.

And once again you can like or dislike Adam, it’s your choice, ppl have different tastes, but writing the most utterly idiotic things about his character that make no sense whatsoever, considering the canon story, is just plain moronic. Just say that you don’t like him, and pls, don’t embarrass yourself.

Alright anon, I think the best way for me to kinda organize my thoughts is to go through your message block-by-block because my brain hasn’t recovered enough from this semester to handle writing proper introductions (lol). Onto your ask:

I’m sorry I am vent-dumping this on you, but I need to rant and need a proper receptive audience:

I am so pissed by all the idiots who happen to develop an ignorant opinion and then push it on to others because they think they are moral af.

There is literally only one definition of p3d0ph1lia, concocted by years of research by the World Health Organization experts under the ICD-10 diagnosis F65.4: being sexually attracted to children if you’re over 16yr old and the age difference is more than 5 years (like a 17yo hitting on an 11yo). Are you not sexually attracted to children? Congrats, you are not a p3d0. Claiming so is libel. Yes, different countries may have different laws regarding this, but medically, psychologically and scientifically it is WHO’s opinion that counts.

Fun fact about this: I’ve seen people get called pedos and pedo apologists simply for pointing out (with sources!) this medical definition, as well as providing sources for how most child molesters are technically not pedophiles but opportunists. So we’ve got to keep in mind that we’re dealing with people who think that merely pointing out reality is the same as supporting kiddie diddling. Frankly, with the amount of pedophiles antis believe are out there, it’s a miracle any child manages to make it out unmolested.

But the fact of the matter is that antis, as a collective, don’t care about protecting children or supporting survivors. They’ve demonstrated this numerous times, be it by harassing survivors, claiming pro-ship survivors must have liked being raped, protecting actual sex offenders solely for being antis, et cetera et cetera ad eternum. I’m sure as soon as I said that you thought of some examples—anyone who truly pays attention to this discourse can list off like, five, without even needing to think about it. I’ve experienced it myself directly! And their behavior only gets more and more horrifying: just recently, antis on TikTok were caught “jokingly” bragging about having someone’s CSEM (that would’ve depicted them getting raped at age three) and threatening to spread it solely because the victim was pro-ship. (I can go find the screenshots if anyone wants, but I’m not going to do it right now because…yeah.) Obviously I know not every anti is aware of nor would condone that behavior, but funnily enough, it only ever seems to be the pro-shippers who actually say anything about it.

I know I’ve explained my own problems with the pro-ship community before, but come the fuck on.

Also, if characters aging and having relationships is problematic, then Harry Potter having a child is problematic, as is any piece of fiction that follows a character from childhood to adulthood. But yeah, we never hear about this as long as the characters in question aren’t queer, right? Because most of these arguments are just stupid thinly-veiled homophobia. Because homophobia is great. Institute homophobic legislation, and all the human rights advocates bound by morals who might dare to criticize your government for corruption and shit suddenly march together, identify themselves and you can oppress them better…

 Anyway, I am going on on a tangent… Just let me finish by saying that I am all for freedom of speech, but that also gives me freedom to say some opinions are worth less than others, simply by the virtue of the lack of thinking that went into them.

Shoutout to when someone I follow was called a pedophile for shipping two characters who canonically meet as adults solely because the protagonist was sixteen in the first movie. (Also the post-SU movie discourse where Spinel is both too old for Steven but also child-coded, therefore you’re a predator no matter what you do with her. That one was a meme and a half.) 

I will concede that I do see this happening with M/F ships, usually with age-gap ships, but even then, they often infantilize the female character and fail to take into account the actual context of the ship (which is how you get people claiming a ship like Fluttercord—where Fluttershy has her own home, her own job, and unquestionably the greater amount of emotional intelligence—is problematic because Discord is older than her). I get the whole “normalization” argument, really, I do, but as I’ve discussed before re: Nick, condemning any even slightly nuanced or positive depiction of something as promoting abuse only makes it harder to recognize abuse IRL.

But your final remark is correct: A lot of shipping discourse is predicated on “disgust=morally wrong” without thinking through why something’s wrong. Honestly, I want to go off on my own tangent about how no one understands why incest is wrong—and I do mean no one, because nothing demonstrates how badly the pro-ship community’s lost the fucking plot like seeing an open shotacon get accused of “acting like an anti” for being vocally against adoptive/step-incest—but it’s not even 7am, and this is already a long enough post, lol.

There's a state of emergency in Hungary due to the coronavirus

Back in spring the govt used it to make it impossible for trans people to actually transition EDIT: okay actually the IDs have “gender assigned at birth” instead of sex since then so good luck trans people who have paperwork to do... Also as I understand you cannot change your legal gender and thus your name anymore. Transition has been kind of a Russian roulette with multiple bullets ever since Orban is the PM - changing legal gender has been like a quest to Mount Doom where you have a slim chance to succeed.

a few weeks ago they came up with a law that makes it even harder for same-sex couples to adopt a kid (but it has always been rather impossible)

Now they added some special messed up shit to the constitution (called basic law of Hungary because the govt thinks that's cooler *shrug*)

- a mother is a woman and a father is a man - it's problematic; since spring the IDs have "gender assigned at birth" instead of "sex" so basically the govt gives no shit about someone's previous transition

- Hungary protects children’s right to the gender identity they were born with - define child please! It's still extremely weird to add it to the constitution... (Update: I edited this one with reuters’ translation though it’s not quite accurate but easier to understand... however I must add that the original Hungarian shit is confusing af as well even as a native speaker... it’s something along the lines that Hungary protects children’s right to identify with their gender assigned at birth? idk the whole thing is just.... an absolute mess of a sentence)

- Hungary provides children the right upbringing based on the country's Christian culture and values - excuse me but as far as I know it's not the middle ages anymore??? And how can anyone shamelessly talk about Christian values when all they do is generate hatred??

I'm just so fucking pissed

Hey New Zealand can I move there? (can you actually move to another country if you say ‘hey my homeland is toxic af so can I join you guys instead because you’re so chill?’)

(I'll correct the translation as soon as someone makes a better / official one bc mine is shit but I'm just SO ENRAGED and had to vent somewhere and you probably get the gist of the whole shit)

and lemme just add: after midnight there’s gonna be kind of a lockdown but the rules aren’t set yet (only two more hours until then lol). they have all the time on their hands to come up with fucking important cishet bullshit and make it The Law but they couldn’t fucking come up with a sound plan on how to deal with the covid crisis.... CONGRATS ASSHOLES

EDIT: I forgot to add but they also plan to abolish Equal Treatment Authority! Wanna file a complaint about discrimination? Good luck! EDIT2: they also fucking came up with a law that allows only MARRIED COUPLES to adopt kids (with some exceptions but those are special cases) and honestly? WHAT THE FUCK EDIT3: I’m not gonna update this post any further but... they basically legalized how they steal money (or at least now we can’t question how they use public money since now they can say “oh it’s NOT actually public money so yeah we can use it however we want lmao), they are about to make it a lot more harder for the opposing parties to cooperate during the next elections and... I don’t even know what else! I can’t keep up with this shit tornado they released since they rule by decree thanks to the pandemic...

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Heyyyyy wow why am I not surprised my first post on tumblr already contains problematic content ANYWAY I’ve tried to write something beautiful and eloquent and flowy but this is all my brain has spat out oof -

Filling the modern au prompt with TA!Zhao in an introductory maths course. Started out as Zuko/Zhao, turned into Yue/Zhao (I believe the ship has been coined fried fish??) and then for some reason settled on Hakoda/Zhao (at least, the setup for it). It’s a little hastily put together (could it be??? My word counts somewhat under control???) and I have no idea what I’m doing so I’m keeping it on tumblr. I’m so sorry for being horrendously late, but a huge thank you to the mods for all their time and effort!!

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Despite the many grievances that came with being a TA, Zhao did find the job rather fulfilling in some respects. Tearing through assignments, breathing down people’s necks while invigilating exams, getting paid to answer algebraic questions he could do in his sleep…

And then, out of the blue, he would be reminded that there were a few but significant downsides.

Such as now.

Sometimes, students thought they could waltz into his office and expect him to bend rules to their whim.

“Sokka…” Zhao said carefully, sliding his pen down the enrolment list. “I thought this would be the first time I received everyone’s assignments on time, but it looks like I’m still waiting for that day to come. So, what’s your excuse?”

“It’s done!” Sokka yelped, waving his hands about in a flurry of panic. “I swear it is, I’ve got it in my bag right now. Just, uh, could you possibly, pretty please with cherries on top, let the late penalty slide? Please?”

Zhao arched an eyebrow. “And pray tell, why should I do that? The guidelines clearly state that a penalty will be applied for late submission, increased in increments of five percent for each day that it is late until it reaches a total deduction of forty percent, in which case you will receive a zero instead. You’re six hours past the deadline. If it were six minutes, I may have been more inclined to let it slide.”

“Please,” Sokka begged, clasping his hands together. “I’ve been doing so well in this course! But today was super busy and I tried, I really tried to get it in on time.”

“Look,” Zhao sighed, scrubbing at his face. “If I let this one go, there’ll inevitably be a next time. Not for you maybe, but someone else. That’s just how these things work and –”

“I swear I won’t let anyone know,” Sokka promised. “And… and…” his eyes sidled to the empty coffee cup on his desk. “I’ll get you a coffee! As a token of my appreciation.”

“That sounds more like bribery than appreciation.” Zhao scoffed, flinging the paper cup into the bin. “Just give me your assignment so we can call it a day.”

“And a cookie.” Sokka tacked on, evidently refusing to go down without a fight.

“… A cookie.” Zhao repeated flatly. “You’re trying to bribe me with a coffee and a cookie.”

“Is it working?”

“No.”

“But…” Sokka said, a crafty look in his eye. Zhao would be more impressed if he hadn’t seen that exact expression for most of his upbringing. “I know for a fact that you’re a crazy fast marker. You always get our results back to us within a week. No one can do that without binging coffee and sugar… aren’t you in need of a fix?”

He was a fast marker because there were only two teaching assistants in this course, and Jee was woefully slow-paced, so obviously someone needed to pick up the slack. What usually happened was that Zhao would tackle the stack of assignments nearly solo and leave grading input and moderation to Jee, before happily returning to other pressing matters.

“Actually,” Zhao said, picking up a second, smaller stack of papers on the other side of the desk, holding it up for Sokka to see. “I’ve already graded these, and I’m doing just fine.”

The horror on Sokka’s face nearly made Zhao smile. Nearly.

“But…” Sokka protested feebly. “How… how are you nearly halfway done?”

“Trade secret. Now, assignment. Gimme.” Zhao held out a waiting hand.

“Large coffee.” Sokka pleaded once more with newfound desperation. “Anything you want. And a cookie. One of those massive ones.”

“Not that interested.” Zhao said. “Come on, come on. I’m planning on getting these done by tomorrow.”

“And,” Sokka pitched forward. “In the next tutorial, I’ll answer all your questions if no one else puts their hand up.”

Oh. Now they were talking.

“Next three tutorials.” Zhao leaned forward, a sharklike smile spreading across his face. “And I want that coffee and cookie.”

“Done.”

“Very good,” Zhao grinned, “you can give me your assignment now. No penalty will be applied. I’ll mark it now while you get the goods, and once you’ve come back, I’ll input your grade into the system.”

The relief was palpable in Sokka’s face. “Yeah, yes. I’ll do that. What kind of coffee and cookie do you want?”

Zhao hummed, taking the assignment out of Sokka’s hands. He got started on marking immediately, red pen working furiously as he tore through the questions. The answers have practically been imprinted behind his eyelids at this point and thankfully, Sokka almost always got full marks, which meant he didn’t need to spend time picking through the working. “The coffee? Surprise me. I want an oatmeal raisin cookie, though.”

Zhao decidedly ignored the muttered incredulity under Sokka’s breath about his taste in cookies, and pointedly flipped the next page to spur him into fetching his bribe.

By the time Sokka scurried back into his office, Zhao had already made another dent in the pile of marking. He lifted his head at the sound of the door opening, and the sight of Sokka’s triumphant face tempted him into changing his mind about accepting the bribe, if only to pour cold water over his excitement.

But, as Jee had pointed out earlier this morning, he’d already reached his maximum quota for assholery today.

“Here,” Sokka presented the cup and a small, brown bag that smelled heavily of baked goods.

“What did you end up ordering?” Zhao asked, taking both items from his hands.

“I asked my dad to make something for my grumpy TA,” Sokka grinned cheekily.

“Need I remind you that your grade’s fate is currently held in the hands of said grumpy TA?”

“Right, yes. Sorry, sir.”

Something else about the statement had caught his attention, though. Zhao examined the logo on the cup, tilting his head as he asked, “Your dad made this?”

“Oh, right, yeah.” Sokka scratched his head sheepishly. “My dad co-owns a café with his best friend. Anyway, uh, he says he’d like to apologize on my behalf for annoying you and that he hopes you’ll enjoy the coffee and cookie. He said it’ll knock your socks off.” Sokka puffed his chest up with pride.

“I’m hard to impress.” Zhao drawled, a bit derisively, but he reckoned he was entitled to a little haughtiness.

“That’s what I said, but Dad’s confident you’ll like it.” Sokka shrugged. “Said you’re welcome to stop by the café anytime. He’ll hook you up with a treat.”

Zhao rolled his eyes and shifted his attention back to his end of the deal. He turned his desktop around so the screen was facing Sokka and pointed out his name. “There. Ninety-seven percent. Congrats.”

And before the fool could do something intolerably annoying like celebrate in his office, Zhao growled out a dismissal, pointedly picking up his cup as Sokka waltzed out the doors.

Alone again, Zhao popped off the lid, peering down with slight confusion when he caught sight of latte art. A classic heart, which he barely managed to rein in another scoff at. At least it tasted… decent. Surprisingly strong notes of espresso, none of that flavoured syrup shit he couldn’t stand.

The cookie wasn’t bad, either.

Well. Colour him slightly impressed. Slightly.

Making a note to stop by the café sometime, Zhao turned back to his marking, mood lighter for some strange, inconceivable reason.

Hello everyone, it’s Munday, which means I make one big OOC post so I don’t clog the rest of the week with ‘em! It’s just rando things that pop in my head or that’s happening in my life, basically. Not necessary reading, really a big Facebook post. 

- I’ve really been missing cuddling Dart, so I’ve taken to holding the bison plushy that I got right after he died, as the other rodents aren’t snugglers like he was. - A box of new toys arrived for the ratties, and their new cage should be coming too! - Speaking of that, apologies there aren’t more photos of Maia and Sugar, they are VERY squiggly!! -  When I had my Phantom of the Opera phase (as many nerd girls do) my favorite character was, of course, the Phantom, like every other nerd girl who watched it and latched on to the lonely outcast side regardless of the whole. . . stalking and manipulation and murder thing. Now, as an adult, my favorites are Carlotta, Piangi, the Persian, and the Ratcatcher. You know what that is? Growth. -  Think of rats Think of rats fatly Portly and divine Please feed them Once in awhile Just promise me you'll try! - Confession: There is just something weird about how Dauterman draws faces, to me at least. He’s not a bad artist, everything else he does is lovely, nor does his work seem in any way problematic/objectifying/etc, just the faces look really stiff and odd to me.  -  Ratsquerade! Rodent faces on parade! -  Whenever I see vampires in media that are more resistant to sunlight than the rest of their ilk in that same piece, the general rule is that the vampire is older and thus stronger (as strength and age typically go hand in hand in vampire media). For instance, exposing Akasha and Enkil to the sun in The Vampire Chronicles didn't kill them or even really hurt him much, and the Master survived direct sunlight in The Strain tv series even if it was painful to them, while in both series younger vampires would go up in flames instantly. But I like the idea of younger vampires being more resistant to the light and older vampires being more vulnerable to it despite their greater powers. It kinda makes more sense in my head. - One of the things I love about WtA (Werewolf: The Apocalpyse) is that werewolves and other fera (wereanimals) have a purpose. There’s a Big Bad (The Wyrm) and its agents to fight in what seems a neverending struggle, and they were each created to serve or defend Gaia in a different way. The idea of werewolves having a concrete objective REASON to exist is something I’ve never seen in any other werewolf media, and it forms the basis for much of their culture in this setting as well as giving them a USAGE for all their cool gifts, and foes against which those gifts aren’t necessarily always enough. It’s like, congrats, you are an eight foot tall furry killing machine with magical powers but guess what---you have to use them in the service of a greater being, against greater foes. I just really like it, not to mention that the fantasy of being an eco-terrorist who is largely unfettered by care for human life appeals to a part of me. No, I would never ever want to actually hurt anyone in real life, not even the most heartless polluter CEO or big game poacher or sadistic dog fight ringleader, but playing a beast in fantasy that isn’t human and doesn’t have much of a care for human life in most cases sounds like a fun release. Which, speaking of that, I also like how detached from humanity they are. Some individuals or groups may have strong opinions, like the Red Talons wanting to do away with all humanity, but by and large they’re indifferent to us, and their love or hatred of humanity isn’t what defines them as good or bad, which I like. I love supernatural creatures that AREN’T written with a human-centric perspective. - And one of the things I like about the “Bloodlines” Vampire the Masquerade PC game is how much people love it, to the point they make huge fan-made mods that not only fix problems with it (it was released REALLY buggy and glitchy) but expand it. There are mod packs you can get that add entirely new quests and characters, meaning they got people to not only make new skins but do voice acting for these new characters, all as a labor of love for this game. It’s really a cult classic because, again, it’s a mess in a lot of technical regards, but the writing, story, and characters are so great that countless people (including me) just fell in love with it. I just love the passion projects people made for it.  - Speaking of werewolves and vampires and such, I really want to get my muse back for supernatural-type RP boards. Those used to be my jam but now all I write is X-men. I tried to write at a friend’s Sailor Moon board but I just couldn’t keep it up. I’ve been watching this one place for months. I’m just not sure I wouldn’t crap out again. There’s also another X-Men board that I’ve wanted to join for months and they *want* a Shaw there, but they would also require six posts a month from him. And I don’t know if I can manage that with all my other commitments too, especially since I’m running an event at one of the other X-Men boards that I’m at, and plan to run more since I’m writing Shaw as an active villain there. - Also dfjdjsg I’m glad I’m doing this Rattober thing because it is the ONLY art I can seem to get done right now.

A Casual Queer Theory Reading of "What We Do in the Shadows" (the series)

I had the idea to write this after rewatching the "Superb Owl" episode, where the vampires go to a Super Bowl party held by their stereotypically heterosexual neighbors. Of course, they come under the pretenses that it's a party for the Superb Owl. This is a really funny episode, but it got me thinking about a queer theory reading of the series.

Now, this is not to say, "Ooo, the vampires are queer, and I'm gonna prove it." Although Nadja and Lazlo were confirmed bisexual in the first episode, that's not the focus here. Queer Theory isn't just about LGBTQ+ representation in media. It also contains an ability to analyze straight sexuality, through the eyes of the Other.

I mean, the vampires are clearly identified as the Other throughout the series. Through their ridiculous and ambiguous accents, they're all from some unspecified place other than America, where they live. (Nandor is even from a long-extinct kingdom!) Their dress, mannerisms, beliefs, and their species all create an exotic reality.

This is why most of the humor comes from their interaction with our own world. It reveals the ridiculousness of normative-life through their clumsy engagement. The audience becomes anthropologists of their own reality.

Of course, Guillermo, our viewpoint character, is absent for this storyline. He is an audience surrogate. Through his familiar eyes we entertain the exotic Other of the vampires. He is absent, so we are brought along by the in-universe camera crew, as we identify with the group of vampires around us. While they seem absurd, we become the Other, like them, as they observe the strange world of heterosexuality.

Heterosexuality is best stereotyped as Strange through the party, as we explore this new world with the disconnected vampires. Nadja and Lazlo are in a loving heterosexual relationship, but they see the gendered war between the straight wives and husbands, and are confused.

This confuses Nadja, until she theorizes that, as men age (closer to death), they become worse partners (and people). To her, her husband's immortality is what keeps him from becoming like these stereotypical straight men: husbands who despise their wives. It seems that mortality (human-ness) is the enemy of a stable, heterosexual relationship. Nadja and Lazlo's loving relationship bears contrast. It asks, "Isn't straightness so "human"? We aren't part of the in-group, because we're the Other. How can we fall out of Straight Love, if we were never included in Straightness to begin with?"

This idea that straight relationships are formed through identifying within the "in-group", is the first theory posed by the episode. The conclusion of the episode reinforces this idea, while problematizing it.

To prevent the straight husband from discovering that they're vampires, Nandor and Lazlo hypnotize him. But, they go overboard. He's left confused and semi-lucid due to what the vampires call "the brain scramblies".

It's clear that, while this mental state leaves the man outside of normal humanity, he still fears death. He's still mortal, or, "not the Other", like the vampires. The vampires, due to their ignorance regarding mortals' fears of death, try to give him the best night of his life, before they attempt to "mercifully" kill him. One example is throwing him a "puppy party", by using their domain over animals to attract a pack of rabid stray dogs, who swarm him. He is, of course, afraid of death, and still mortal, although he no longer identifies with the in-group of common humanity.

This makes the conclusion all the more interesting. Instead of killing him, they return him to his wife. Removed from the context of his straight identity, as a blank slate, his heterosexual love for his wife is apparent. It's clear that removing the man's identity as being in the in-group of straightness allowed their heterosexual relationship to flourish.

That erasure of straightness was only caused through magic: the magic of vampirism. Or, the magic of dissassociation from humanity/straightness and identification with the Other.

I don't think this is a stretch. I mean, the comedy of the episode comes from the idea that normative straightness is silly, and must be removed by any means necessary.

Of course, I haven't even spoken on Colin Robinson. Colin Robinson is a psychic vampire. He blends into straight society through what I can only describe as a cartoonish Drag of normalcy. He uses his overbearing straightness to exhaust, anger, and depress the rest of the normative world, so he can feed off of their psychic angst.

I think Colin Robinson's straight-man-drag is really, really interesting. It's a parody of normalcy, one that points out the flaws on the viewer's own society. "Isn't straight normalcy feeding on your psyche? See how it oppresses you. Don't you want to escape?"

In that way, I obviously can't read the vampires as being an allegory for the LGBTQ+ community, that would be ridiculoud. However, it's impossible to see this episode and not envision them "queering" straightness.

Also, if you've made it to the end of this, congrats! I'm using the terms "queer" and "queering" here in a very specific academic sense, as I focus on Queer Theory in Art History. It may not be your personal definition of the term! This is by no means a comprehensive or perfect analysis-- I did it in one draft on a whim. I did this instead of writing my paper, so thanks for reading. :)

I am purposefully offering the most moderate, milk toast suggestions for how AO3 could slightly improve.

Because I understand there are deep rooted problems with AO3 and fandom, but I also know that censoring everything “problematic” isn’t practical because who gets to decide what’s problematic? Would that even fix the issues?

And yet I am still getting pushback. I am getting people well-actuallying me or putting words in my mouth.

If you’re not receptive to any take that isn’t “AO3 is perfect, and anything imperfect about it is just impossible to fix. Be grateful things aren’t even worse.” Then congrats on the echo chamber you’ve been living in. Maybe it’s time to get a fresh perspective.

omg hi we’re moots and i’m literally in love with your blog as a whole. also congrats on 200!

but please i was reading through the tags on your last ask bc it was about eula and i actually don’t mind her backstory i think it’s kinda cool and anyone that doesn’t understand her backstory is kinda wack?? like her family is evil is not reasonable to want revenge?

the only reason i don’t like her is bc she’s a cryo claymore user and from what i’ve seen her usage is v similar to chongyun’s and people are prolly going to overlook him for her since she’s a five star and a waifu. i also just don’t like claymore users as a whole since they feel a bit slow for my taste and also genshin has so many cryo characters already??

anyways sorry for my little rant but i hope you’re doing good!! 💘

omg hi! thank you so much! i was actually surprised when you first followed me because i read some of your works :000.

i think eula overall is interesting. although her personality turned me off at first, but after putting her feelings into perspective, i grew to respect her a bit more. all she wants is people to not reduce her as a descendant of aristocratic slave owners and she’s trying her best by joining the knights. (you guys should read the webtoon on the app. honestly fuck those guys). it seems like she doesn’t like anyone, but she actually means the opposite (e.g., jean and amber). strangely enough diluc likes her, but unfortunately she joined the knights according to him lmao.

that’s totally understandable! i was like “aren’t there too many duplicates?”.  and yes exactly that, i have a lot of cryo characters already kndsjvn. personally i don’t have any claymores in my team and prefer using sword and bows, but her gameplay is really cool? how she wields her claymore is so fluid, it’s like she’s using a sword. 

it’s totally cool, thank you for that! i won't judge you if you dislike her or someone else; it’s completely normal. but to continuously slander her because people think she’s “supporting” a real world issue that is heavily problematic in history when in fact she’s trying to change the view of the public by making contributions to the city, just like the rest of the citizens (with hidden agendas, may i add) of mondstadt, is another story.

Maybe your mutuals, who might already be accepting of of ships like thorki, aren't outraged about sylki, but there's a lot of that going on in the wider fandom on Twitter and Tumblr. Apparently it's basically incest (no one tell them about thorki) and also homophobic and can cause a lot of harm to "communities and minorities". It's all fun and games until someone thinks it's morally acceptable to dimension jump and fuck their alternate self. I swear antis can't hear what they sound like lol. 1/2

I don't remember what I posted to prompt this ask, so I'm sorry if my reply feels a little disjointed! But re: Sylkie - I mean, I can't really speak for my mutuals but the general consensus on my dash has nothing to do with any ~problematic~ elements and everything to do with how cliche and unnecessary the ship is. I'm not really sure how the ship is basically incest?? I mean, I know where the show has landed (that she's a Loki) but interpretation-wise in the fandom, either she is a Loki, or she isn't. If she is, then it would be selfcest, not incest, and if she isn't, then she's basically just some woman he met and fell for. They didn't grow up together, they don't share any genes, they aren't siblings.

Also," the ship is homophobic and can cause harm to communities and minorities" - okay. Lmao. Calling Loki/Sylvie homophobic is, I'm assuming, stemming from outrage that a confirmed bi character would be interested in someone of the opposite sex - but, I mean, what do they think bisexual means? Calling Loki/Sylvie homophobic is actually biphobic af, tbh.

"It's all fun and games until someone thinks it's morally acceptable to dimension jump and fuck their alternate self" should be embroidered on something, bc that is one of the funniest and also "out of context, this would be really fucking weird" comments I've ever seen on this hellsite. Lmao. Bless.

But, yeah. I'm not super here for the ship, but it has nothing to do with any 'cesty reasons. Insofar as it getting in the way of Mobius/Loki - I mean, if you're gonna boycott and hate a ship on behalf of the oppressed, you gotta at least be consistent about it. Mobius/Loki could be (and is, by some) considered an abusive ship. Not only is Mobius verbally abusive to Loki, but Mobius is - and never stops being - in a position of power over Loki. They're not on an even foundation, and furthermore prisoners can't freely and willingly consent to sex/relationships with those holding them prisoner so, congrats, there's your problematic, abusive, r*pe apologist ship, my purity loving friends. Enjoy sitting with those rainbows and candy canes for awhile.

(^^ I don't necessarily see Mobius as abusive toward Loki, for reasons I can't articulate, and I don't feel it's a problematic ship (though the power dynamic actually is a factor), for the record. But this was a fun exercise in critical thinking.)

Anyway, so yeah, I'm not surprised that the purity culture antis are raging, I'm just glad to not be seeing it. Like I said, in my corner of the fandom, the issue with Sylkie is just the context of it - it being cliche, it coming out of nowhere, and it being a plot at all bc Loki didn't need a love interest and Marvel sucks, consistently, at writing good love stories.

I'll probably expand on this in a separate post, but those are basically my issues with the ship as well. I don't really have a problem with it, in theory. I don't disagree that the characters have chemistry, and that they've trauma bonded, in addition to sharing the variant bond that allows them to skip right over a lot of those 'let me slowly trust you and let my guard down as I reveal more and more of myself to you' steps; they get to skip those steps bc each variant already knows them. They know their own walls and protective layers, and they know what's at the core, just by virtue of being two versions of the same person. And in that sense I don't even really have a problem with how quickly it came about, I guess.

But it's like - yeah, this definitely needs its own post, lmao, but basically I feel like it could make sense in theory but doesn't follow in practice. But maybe it will over the next two episodes, who knows.

On that topic, though, I like your speculations. Somewhere between yesterday and today I gave up on my own speculations, though, bc the showrunners confirmed it was romantic and I don't feel like bothering anymore. It would have been cool to see some kind of magic or a plan or even something a little more surface-level than 'I love you bc of reasons,' but, well. Sometimes you order eggs off of the menu and you meant scrambled and you're expecting some fluffy, hot, cooked to near-perfection scrambled eggs and the waiter comes out with a runny sunny-side-up dish and when you're like the fuck is this? they just shrug and say, I don't know, you ordered eggs? And looking at it on the plate - technically not wrong but unappealing, bland, and not what you expected - just leaves you feeling like, oh. Okay. I can plainly see there are no hidden scrambled eggs here, so I guess I'll just eat these.

I'm not longer sure if the ship or the show or both are the wrong eggs, lmao. This shit is why I really enjoyed Loki's love metaphor, even though later interviews w/ the showrunners and Tom framed it as not really being great or profound. Which adds more credence to the possibility that I might just have shit taste in general, but well, there we are.

Thank you for the ask and sorry it took awhile to answer!