#I totally did not think up a fanfic idea where adult nat can’t get over her ex girlfriend

[sailorbananabee14]

Someone has probably said this on here before, but the fact that Nat isn’t atleast Bi is a hate crime in my eyes.

[70swonderpoisonstark]

Poison. ( I )

Villain’s are people too, are they not? (Y/N) is taking the “home grown” terror title a little too seriously. You’re really really bad, until you meet a certain super soldier who makes you consider a career change. It’s a lengthy process, but you’re willing if it’s for the right reasons. Maybe you’re not so bad after all? 

//basically poison ivy and a little bit of bane but with marvel characters?? I'd be original but I love her and them so much so sorry. also some changes, idk I'm making them my own but completely based of the DC characters SNS. Nickname Ivy, real name, yours duh!//

***this is my first attempt at fanfic so any feedback is welcome! I love all these characters dearly so, here goes nothing! Hope you enjoy***

A/N: Violence, language, crime. I’ll update these as the chapters come out

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"The target goes by Green. Keep your eyes open, he's known for causing mass chaos surrounding the area of interest."

"Got it, Nat." Steve looked at his left, nodding at his friend, they'd been tracking 'Green' down for months. You had to hand it to the bastard, he was good. No matter where he was, what he did, how much he stole or how many people he killed. They never found him, couldn't even connect the same man to any of the crimes. Nothing, he was almost as elusive as the Winter Soldier. Whether it was hiding in plain sight, or moving in the shadows, this particular villain was intense.

Bucky scanned the room for anything that looked suspicious, hesitant movements, shaky voices, eye contact that lingered for a second too long. Every man in the luxury club looked confident, and you could tell nobody thought the two super soldiers looked out of place in their suits and leather shoes. The boys sipped on their single malt scotch, glancing over their shoulders occasionally.

"Anything on your end?" Steve whispered into his drink.

"Still nothing." Falcon's eye's ran across the crimson screens, was their intel wrong? These scenes were never this quiet, especially for this long. "Wait, what about the big guy? Your 3 o'clock.

Bucky slowly turned his head, locating the person Sam had mentioned, he pretended to to laugh a joke Steve hadn't made as he checked the man in question. He was tall, extremely handsome, and big. Not in a too many cheeseburgers big either, big as in a hasn't stopped weight lifting since birth way.

"He's wearing a huge emerald ring, could be him. No other signs, anything on facial recognition?"

"Hiya boys, drinkin something strong?" A redhead with curves like a country road slid up between the two of them, cancelling the response by Sam, and catching Steve completely off guard. "You okay there, love? I didn't mean to scare ya. Just thought you two looked a little lonesome." You motioned to your surroundings with your elegant hands, twirling alongside your silk gown. "This place is so cliquey, hard to fit in unless you're a blonde with a nice rack." Steve hung on to your every word, life went in slow motion as you talked, his blood boiled as you touched his shoulder to get to the bar, talking casually as you order a double something with some type of juice.

"Earth to Steve, hello? Steve, it's just a woman, focus on the target." But Steve couldn't, something about you was mesmerizing, as if your touch alone could heal 70 years worth of pain. He held on to the conversation, saying anything he thought would prolong it.

"Y-You're not blonde." He sputtered out, he could see Bucky physically cringe at his words. How could he care, the most breathtaking woman he'd ever seen was actually paying attention to him, and with no idea who he really was.

"You're a sharp one," your giggle made Steve feel like he was floating. He looked across at his friend, who after teasing him about his word vomit, was just as entranced as he was. Actually, now that he's paying attention, the whole place was fascinated with you. "If only all the men here were as charming as you." You placed your elbows on the bar, leaning back to get a good look of the scene in front of you.

Bucky couldn't believe his eyes, the green silk was almost reflective under the luminescent lights of the club, the fabric hanging loosely off your curves, highlighting every tantalizing contour. If he didn't have years of self control under his belt, he'd had reached out and touched you to make sure you were real. You blew out a deep sigh, causing Bucky to smell roses and divert any lingering attention back on this wonder of a woman.

"What were the names of you two boys again?" Her voice drawing them nearer like the song of a siren, they answered without hesitation. "Oh, James and Steve? Classic names for classy men." A quick wink was all it took for the super soldiers to melt at your feet. "And, what do you want more than anything right now?" You sung.

"You." They both said in unison, forgetting the other was there.

"Well, I can't give myself to you both. That just wouldn't be right, hm?" A slow nod no from each man. "Hmm, Captain America. America's golden boy WOULD, be fun to rot." You ran your delicate hand across his strong chin, your touch warm and inviting. "However," You made a quick turn towards Bucky, making him take an extra swig of liquor. "Dark and twisty Romanian seems to know how to really use his hands," You glided behind him, draping your arms over his shoulders, leaning into his ear and whispered, "I've seen the knife work honey, nobody has hands like THAT anymore." You popped back up and spoke to where Steve could now listen in, "Then again, I be the serum DID have its effects on Private Rogers too." The childish giggle that escaped your lips made their hearts beat faster and stronger, adrenaline pumping throughout their systems as they awaited another word from a seemingly flawless stranger. "I think it would be to difficult for me to chose on my own," A slight pause that lasted only seconds but continued for what felt like hours. "so I won't. I'm sure you strong, sensible men can find a civilized way to sort this out. Until then," You began to turn around, your hair flowing seamlessly around your shoulders and your eyes glinting in the strobes. "I'll be waiting for one of you, over here." You beamed at them, how could somebody so innocent be so intoxicating at the same time? Steve stared at Bucky, and Bucky at Steve, desire and lust driving them mad they puffed their chest up, and stood.

"She wasn't that into you Steve, just sit this one out, like old times yeah?" Bucky knew you wanted him, he could feel it in his core, Steve didn't stand a chance.

"I think you need to sit down and try to remember what actually just happened, Buck. She talked to me the whole time YOU were just in the background. You've lost some of your charm, I'm sure you'll get the next one." Steve flashed his million dollar smile, clamped a hand on Bucky's shoulder and began to stride over to his girl when Bucky's hand wrapped around his elbow.

"I've lost my charm? That's what you think? You sit there drooling like a damn dog and I'M the one who's lost it?" Bucky couldn't help but be angry, you were a beautiful dame, and Steve had enough of those to go around, now the one time a lady was actually interested in him HE had to have her? There wasn't a way in hell where Bucky was going to allow that.

"Yes Bucky, I think a bit of your charm must have melted after they defrosted you for the sixth time. Now get lost while the functioning adults talk, would ya?" FUNCTIONING?! BUCKY WAS FUNCTIONING JUST FINE- OH- RED. red. All Bucky could see was red as the next few moments unfolded. He leapt for Steve, knocking him down with the unplanned blow, tackling him on the hardwood floor. Steve knew an attack when he saw him and immediately fought back.

"You don't think I'm functioning?! I'll show you a functioning can of whoop ass you fucking science experiment!" Bucky yelled in between grunts and punches. The two of them were so evenly matched it was hard to tell if either was really doing any damage. Punches were landing, blood was showing, Bucky had gotten Steve in the gut and the face a number of times, however Steve landed a lucky blow to the back of Bucky's knee, causing him to collapse in a kneeling position. Even then the fighting still went on, Steve's nose was most definitely broken, along with a couple of Bucky's ribs. Physical contact was no longer doing enough for the men to express their anger, Bucky grabbed a whiskey bottle from behind the bar and crushed it across Steve's face, shattering the glass, slicing open his cheek, and almost knocking out America's most famous patriot.

"Oh you're going to pay for that one, James." As if Bucky gave a shit, Steve using his first name was usually cause for Bucky to be worried something was wrong, but now, a total KO was all Bucky had on his mind. The two continued to forcefully lay their hands on each other. Finally, the other had let their guard down just enough to see their girl of the evening, Steve and Bucky both wound up for the perfect sucker punch, just one hit till they both got the girl of their dreams and WHAM. Both of them made contact with the others cheek, and simultaneously collapse on the ground, the last thing either of them seeing, was a giant bag of cash, and the entire club in chaos.

[gaslightgatekeepgodot]

A (sizeable) rant/essay concerning my experiences in the Tumblr JJBA fandom.

None of you asked to hear this, but I’m getting pretty pissed off at some people in particular (I will not name names, though I may heavily implicate some people) and it’s finally started to kinda spill over. So I’m letting it spill; take it or leave it.

I’m... Fairly irate at the moment, and writing out my feelings does tend to help me calm down in situations like this, so if I was going to put this anywhere the best place for it is probably on the public internet. Again, take it or leave it: this is the internet, you don’t have to interact with me if this concerns you or your ideals. Just click that handy little block button on my profile and you never have to see little Nat mouthing off again.

If you want me to summarise (I know not everyone wants/is able to read a fluffed-up pillar of text) or explain my reasoning behind anything I’ve said below the cut, feel free to direct message me here or on Discord @nati bati yi#1462. Once I get this off my chest I’ll be more than willing to chat to people about it. <3

(Before I say anything else, this is not intended to be a callout in any way, shape or form. I don’t mention the specific names of anybody, and the actions I do mention here will only point to specific people if you know them too. Anyone on the outside should have zero idea of who anyone I bring up is; I do not want anyone to get harassed over this, and I very much do not want to start drama - that’s what inspired me to go off and write this hunk of garbage in the first place. I’m just... Sick to death of the fandom as a whole.)

Anyway. Here we go.

From what I’ve been able to tell, being in this fandom for just under a year now, there are two main halves to it: the gay-hating, stale-meme-parroting dudebro side, who seem to mostly congregate around YouTube and Reddit, and... Whatever the side based on Tumblr (and probably now Twitter) is. I don’t spend a lot of time on Reddit, so naturally I’ve been more exposed to the Tumblr side of the fandom, and after experiencing the ideals some people here want to force on other people I’ve come to the conclusion I’d almost rather be immersed in the bigoted dudebro side. And I say this as an ace-spec/gay trans man.

I’ll start with the blocklist.

I think most of us on Tumblr came to the conclusion that the blocklist was utter bullshit, but I did see a few people in a Discord server I have since left (I will expand on this later) defending the reasoning behind some ships being on there, citing the fact they had been abused in a relationship with a similar age gap. I can definitely see why that would bother a person, and I do not want to erase the fact that people have been and will be abused in similar relationships, but you can’t project your singular experience onto every fictional, non-canon character relationship and every person who ships it. For one, not every relationship is going to turn out the same just because it meets this one criteria of “the age gap is too big”, and, also, you don’t have to write fiction to totally reflect reality. You are in full creative control. Maybe if the characters were real people they wouldn’t click, but if you’re drawing a picture or writing a fanfic you don’t have to go along with that. You can write them so that they’re good to each other, while still keeping it in character. Araki has said that Jotaro and Kakyoin’s personalities don’t work together very well, and that they wouldn’t have become friends or even spoken to each other if Jotaro wasn’t a Stand user... But Jotaro/Kakyoin just happens to be the most-written about JJBA ship on AO3. Me? I love Jotakak. It’s about the only thing I do ship. And I’ve read some quite frankly amazing fanfiction where the two boys are paired and they work together, and it’s still very much in character. Of course, I’m very much against loli/shota content or content depicting characters who don’t look very old- if someone drew Koichi in a sexual situation I would be pissed as all hell, but I don’t have to engage with that content any further. I can just filter out the tag/block the OP and move on. You don’t need to make a fuss and tell/imply to people that they are paedophilic for enjoying well-written content where a 17-year-old is in a healthy relationship with a 22-year-old, platonic or otherwise.

My second point brings in some of the things I’ve learned while studying media this past year. My main point here: not everyone in an audience is the same. There is a reason differential decoding and the uses and gratifications theory exist. The uses and gratifications theory states, at its most basic, that the audience of a media text is active, not passive; i.e. they are not just absorbing every piece of data thrown at them by the text they are consuming, and they are consuming different media to satisfy a need- for JJBA, that need could be entertainment, escapism, identifying with a character similar to yourself or to give you something to talk about with your friends. Differential decoding arises when someone consuming a piece of the media does not entirely go along with the creator’s preferred reading of it- an example might be how a sizeable amount of people enjoy villainous or “disgusting” characters such as Dio, Cioccolata, Stroheim or Melone, when they were clearly written in canon to be abhorrent, unlikable people for varying reasons. I can also say that, because the audience is active, and consume media based on their personal needs, that somebody writing fanfic of a ship you don’t like isn’t going to make incest or paedophilia more socially acceptable. I don’t consume that content, because I don’t feel the need to. Sure, real paedos might, but they’re a minority. Just because a couple hundred people or so read a fanfic on the free web where a grown adult does the dirty with a little kid, doesn’t mean to say everyone in the world will suddenly start thinking it’s ok. Mention it to any sane person in real life and they will not like that idea any more than you do.

And my third point is more a personal thing than anything else, but there is a community I used to be part of (and was part of almost from the beginning) where I didn’t feel welcome because of people causing drama over things like what I mentioned above. I started multiple discourses entirely by accident by saying I didn’t understand why everyone though X ship was horribly problematic and worth getting mad at people over. I still don’t feel like anyone deserves to be harassed over characters and ships they enjoy, but that doesn’t mean to say I support all of it. Along with generally feeling ignored by a lot of the moderators of that server, as well as their friends, I was just sick to death of how they seemed to single out some certain people to say, “hey, don’t do this” when other people seemed exempt. I was verbally warned for posting innuendos in a general chat (but it’s not like I could anywhere else on the server, because I’m not 18 yet), but at least once every day I would see two people flirting in-character in whatever channel they happened to meet in, and it never seemed to be in a roleplay channel- I couldn’t see into NSFW to check if they did it there too, but the fact it would leak out into gen concerned me. They would throw innuendo after innuendo at each other, and they never seemed to stop, or be told to stop. Yes, I could have messaged the moderators to say it made me uncomfy, but one of them was a moderator themselves, so I felt a little out my element doing so. 

Another thing that bothered me is when I tried to join an offshoot of that server for kin, and the admin - I assume - of said offshoot server messaged me (with some other conversation concerning it in between) that, despite the fact I only wanted in to help me figure out what it meant to me, I wasn’t allowed in because somebody was uncomfy with doubles. I completely understand that, but I had spoken to the only person it could have been (I wasn’t given a name, but it wasn’t difficult to figure out who it was) multiple times about that character and how similar we were- hell, we had even roleplayed together as doubles of that character and no problems were ever expressed to me. If anything it seemed like we left off in a spot we could have carried on from later. It might not have been intended that way, but being told I wasn’t allowed in there made me feel excluded from the community nonetheless, especially because I’d had a few people tell me the night before that they wanted more people in there and that I’d be totally welcome. I was also told, before any of this happened, that the same person blocked a friend of mine in another server for going on a small rant about how they didn’t like the way Josuke acted in the episode where he plays dice with Rohan and ends up burning his house down, because they kin Josuke..? At least, that’s what was relayed to me.

But, hey ho, it’s all behind me now. I won’t lie; I don’t really plan on ever going back. I don’t want to engage anymore, because it makes me uncomfortable and anxious thinking about it, so I most likely will unfollow most (if not all) of the blogs pertaining to that community tonight. I do have a few people still there who I miss speaking to, but I’ve DM’d all of them on Discord at least once since I’ve left and talked to them about either how I miss them or something entirely unrelated to the server. I’d like to talk more with them, but DMs are always awkward for me to begin with... I have a feeling they might not want to talk after reading this, and I think I’m ready to accept that? Might be difficult not being able to scream about fanfic as much, but I won’t impose on anyone if my presence makes them uncomfy. I don’t want to be that guy.

I’ll say it again: now that I’ve got this off my chest and subsequently calmed down a lot, I’m more than willing to talk about any of it. Just shoot me a message on Discord and I’ll reply when I’m able and feeling up to talking about it again. For now I’m probably just going to go back to pissing about on Flight Rising or play Smash or something