#all cats are murdercats

[imaginarycircus]

The fourth and final horse is pale, upon it rides Death, accompanied by a black, angry, soggy, funny, cute, little murdercat demon.

[a-libra-writes]

can I please request for a Mordecai Heller x female reader? like reader is a showgirl who sings on stage like Mitzi one and tends to attract a lot of attention but backs out when they feel this murdercat plotting their death lmao. thank you 😁

heyo! I decided to do a looot of the cats for this one, since its p similar to my Peaky Blinders Jazz Singer post that I was fond of. GN Reader.

Being a Jazz Singer & Performer!

Rocky - When he was hired and met you for the first time, it was absolutely an "infatuation at first sight" situation. Pros!: He's unfailingly polite and sweet, he seems to play with even more energy when you two share a stage, his grin is very off-putting to creeps who shout up at the stage and harass you. Cons: He can get quite distracted when you two share a stage. Many times Zib has had to pull him back with the rest of the band, because he keeps unintentionally scooting closer to you.

The worst part of the Lackadaisy falling onto hard times is the fact you rarely worked there now - you had to sing at other clubs to make ends meet. One of Rocky's big motivators for getting the club back to its old self is you'd come back! Forever this time! (Probably). Rocky doesn't exactly have the time or money to visit the other clubs you work at, so he wants all of your attention during your infrequent visits to the Lackdaisy.

Freckle - Look, he's a shy kid, and the whole 'sneaking out under cover of night to do bootlegging/torpedo shenanigans' is still new. He doesn't have a lot of experience or frame of reference for what a good club singer is like, but Freckle thinks you've got to be one of the best. You have to be, right? Your voice is wonderful and you look positively celestial under the stage lights - wait, that's weird to think, right? Thank God he didn't say it out loud. ... He didn't, right?

Freckle hasn't the slightest idea of how to approach you, so it's up to Ivy and his cousin to drag him over and attempt conversation. It's... a little pitiable, but he's trying. That said, he's surprisingly outspoken and a little scary if someone tried to mess with you while you performed. You're used to the heckles and catcalls, but it's shocking to see that shy tabby jump up from his seat and raise his voice at them.

Ivy - She liked you from the moment she first saw you perform at the Lackdaisy, and that crush hasn't dulled over the months. She maaaay have kept a few posters that advertised the clubs you sang at, and may or may not have cajoled her way into those clubs so she could watch the show. She could easily sweet talk her way to backstage, too - seems you've got a fan.

When the Lackadaisy goes downhill, it's Ivy who wants to sweet talk you into returning. You'll bring in a crowd! The acoustics are great! Pretty pleeease? Her dad Ivy will pay you and not get in trouble until months later when the family accountant goes over the finances. Obviously she cares about the club's wellbeing, but she also wants to spend time with you! Though she's bold enough to just ask you outright. She's also bold enough to outright shout and fight anyone whose heckling you - throwing a heel is a favorite tactic.

Viktor - You're someone he saw often in the olden days, back when the club could afford to have you perform several times a week rather than once a month. Viktor never cared much for the cacophony the crowd and music made, though he knew objectively you were an excellent performer. Rather than endure the crowd, he'd listen to your voice drift across the caves backstage, rehearsing with the band or just by yourself. It was pleasant to listen to, and he could do so in private, either coming back from a job or about to go on one.

Once things began to fall apart, it's not as though he went around to clubs ... or anywhere, really. So if you stopped performing at the Lackadaisy, you might never see each other again. Choosing to stay (or at least do a few pity gigs) would lead to the surprising sight of the big, morose Slav working behind the bar and watching from there, rather than his previous hideouts. It's a little intense to be under that stare... but not all unpleasant? And given how sparse the crowd is, anyone making trouble and catcalling will get dealt with so promptly, they won't even have time to finish their wolf whistle.

Zib - Well, obviously he's going to be drawn in by an attractive singer. Come on. Zib can be smooth when he wants, chainsmoker-scent and rumpled clothes aside. The band likes to tease him mercilessly about it, but that doesn't stop him from cozying up while you two perform together and shooting his shot backstage after every show. Back when the Lackadaisy was thriving, he could afford to hang out at the other clubs you performed at; nowadays, though, that's not so likely.

Even so, starting up a friendship or even fling wouldn't be difficult. He's attracted to and interested in creative spirits, doubly so if you two had very different taste (so there's more to discuss!) and you got on well with the rest of the band. Late-night debates about this musician or that show over a game of cards and several bottles of wine, either together or with the rest of the boys, and waking up half-dressed and seriously hungover come sunrise. Opportunities for visiting would dwindle as the Lackadaisy's business dried up, though if you stayed on ... No, he wouldn't want that for you. If anything you'd be mentioning to him and the band that there's other places to perform to pay the bills. Well, it'd be food for thought.

Wick - Wick wouldn't call himself a music aficionado, especially what's listened to at these rowdy speakeasies, but he won't deny how hard it was to focus on his business associates when you were on stage. So when he discovered you often performed at his favorite club, it was a pleasant surprise. He really wanted to speak with you at some point, at least compliment the performance, but didn't want to come off as those typical entitled wealthy guys who get too fresh with ""lower"" class performers ... so sometimes you'd find flowers in the dressing room and an anonymous note of appreciation.

He finally gets a conversation when you're a guest at a posh party he's attending, or when you continue to perform at the Lackadaisy in spite of the dwindling crowd. It's a shame your large audience is missing, but at least it's way less awkward for him to strike up conversation when you come to the bar? He probably won't bring up the flowers. Oh god, what if you think that's weird. You probably assumed the flowers were some freak fan. Is he a freak fan? He's not, right? (It will take him like months of dating to finally admit to the flowers thing)

Serafine - A good-looking cat with a nice set of pipes is certainly someone she'd notice, especially if they were a regular performer at the Marigold Room and other places she frequented before that. If it was the former, she'd have plenty of chances to wink when you met eyes, "chancing" across you backstage or just being forward and chatting you up after the show. She certainly isn't shy about expressing her interest, and it could be a fun fling.

You do look adorable swinging your hips and swaying your tail along to the beat, not to mention the different get-ups you have to dress in. Serafine maaaay or may not have wanted to help pick a suit out, or help with make-up, or give you some of her jewelry to wear... It's half marking her territory and half she loves to lounge around your dressing room and be a pest. You'd never kick her out and she knows it. She'll do it in other clubs, too, though you have no idea how she keeps getting past security.

Nico - Like his sister, he has no qualms nor shame about trying to get your attention on stage. Unlike Serafine, though, he'd start doing it immediately and be a general pest after the show. The difference between his attention seeking and the other men's in the audience is he actually has some charisma when you two meet backstage, so you're only slightly inclined to tell him to buzz off. He wasn't much of a music expert, and he still isn't ... But he likes hearing you rehearse and hum to yourself, and it's endearing when he requests songs.

He's pleased when you get gigs at the Marigold Room, as it's easier to hang around before and after the show - and bonus, he gets to be extra aggressive with throwing creeps out to impress you! But if you're performing elsewhere then Nico will stop by. He might be bruised and/or bloody because he just left a job, but don't worry! Sometimes he'll even bring flowers or whatever - though without Serafine knowing, she'd never let him live it down.

Mordecai - He wouldn't approach you any differently from others - he'd still be his usual prickly, anti-social, often awkward self - in fact, he might avoid an avid performer, simply because they often have fans around them or at least people recognizing them. What could get his notice was someone whose real persona is very different from their ostentatious self on stage - more quiet and pensive, perhaps. Like any attempt at friendship, let alone romance, it's slow going with him.

That said, he's the type to admire professionalism in a performance. A well put together outfit, thoughtful musical arrangement (as if he's an expert ...). He wouldn't like a femme presenting singer have to wear skimpy clothes or tolerate a rowdy audience. If there was a questionable manager or creepy fan bothering them, Mordecai can deal with that, at least, not that he'd tell his friend/partner. Mordecai would generally glare down any touchy fans and annoying admirers like a jealous terrier. This amuses Mitzi to no end.

Asa - Simply put, he saw you performing at a ritzy party he was invited to and reached out to your manager so you might perform on a weekly basis at the Marigold Room. Very professional! He'd send flowers with his name to the dressing room afterward, would make sure you're finding everything to your liking and not being bothered by anyone. Requests to continue performing would bypass your manager to being nice, short handwritten notes.

Eventually he'd pay you extra and treat you to a nice dinner afterward, if you were comfortable with it. If you let the older man down, he's not too bothered. He'd continue the friendly business relationship and would still send flowers and so on. He'd rather keep you as a good business associate and continue to enjoy the performances than let his silly feelings get in the way. Alas, he is hopeless at discussions of your music. My guy called a ukelele a tiny guitar.

Wes - He never hung around the Marigold Room after hours - it's his workplace, and not really his vibe - but it's very hard to resist not sitting by for an hour (or three) with a drink while you finish your set. Sometimes you two will meet eyes, or he thinks you are, and he considers dropping backstage to say ... hello? He's an 'employee', so isn't checking up on you a normal thing to do? Make sure you're satisfied with the Marigold Room and all that. Right.

Ironically that's how he's finally able to meet the singer he's been mooning over for months. A drunk patron was getting too cozy on your way out, and Wes happened to be there. His face and ... charming demeanor is good for scaring off upper class wimps. So there's that. He's not so bad, though - clumsy, and prooobably realizes you're out of his league. You get to see more of his earnest side when you two meet outside of the Marigold Room, where his fellow murderous gangsters coworkers aren't watching yalls every move with popcorn in hand.

[ilovedthestars]

a trick or treat for @cellarwhales, who was having mysterious technical difficulties with my inbox

you asked for something hopeful or cathartic, so i am going to share some snips from the slightly angsty but mostly soft fic that i wrote after backreading the Murderbot has a Murdercat thread on discord. this wip was inspired by the excellent fic a hero to me by kiore ( @temporalreplicsimile ) and it's really not that far from being finished, but i stalled out on looking thru the books to find some quotes to tie the various snips i wrote into canon scenes.....i should go do that so i can post this!

these snips are scenes from ASR (starting immediately after the rogue discovery scene), but if Murderbot had a cat. because it deserves one.

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A small, furry fauna streaked out of the corner and attacked my feet with its tiny claws. I was so relieved to see it that I didn’t even think before I bent down and lifted it off the floor. It shoved its head into the crook of my elbow and I had to pull my arms close to my body to keep from dropping it. It burrowed its face into my shirt and started to vibrate softly. I realized that all the humans were staring at me. Ratthi said, “Oh, is it yours?” I just stood there, trying frantically to think of a lie or an excuse that would explain why this small fauna had attached itself to me. Anything that wouldn’t lead to it being taken away. Arada said, “It came running out of the cubicle when we opened it, and wouldn’t come back. We weren’t sure how a cat got in with us, but if you brought it with you, that explains that.” Volescu said, “Is that…allowed? For SecUnits to have pets?” I tensed, and clutched the fauna a little closer to myself. Gurathin was frowning at the fauna in my arms. “It can’t possibly be allowed. It must have been hiding the cat, too. I suppose if it was rogue, it could have managed to sneak it in.” He put a little too much emphasis on the word rogue, and Mensah shot him a look. “SecUnit, I would like you to remain part of our group, at least until we get off this planet and back to a place of safety. At that point, we can discuss what you’d like to do. But I swear to you, I won’t tell the company, or anyone outside this room, anything about you or the broken module.” She considered the fauna, and added, “Or the cat.”

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When we left for the rendezvous site, I left the fauna with the big hopper. I didn’t like it, but it wasn’t like bringing a fauna to a hostile negotiation was going to help anyone. It tried to follow me to the little hopper with Mensah. I picked it up and carried it back. “Stay here.” It knew to stay when I told it to stay. If it hadn’t figured that out quickly, it wouldn’t have lasted very long. It was a smart fauna. It tucked itself underneath one of the big hopper’s seats, almost out of sight, and stayed quiet. “Good fauna,” I told it. If everything went to shit, I hoped it would find a way to survive.

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I was hovering on the edge of a system failure. I had flashes, off and on. The inside of the little hopper, my humans talking, something soft pushing against my hand. I felt the scrabble of tiny claws. It was my fauna. It was bumping my hand with its head and making tiny whimpering sounds. I didn’t want it to be scared, but my hand wouldn’t move to stroke it. Then being in the big hopper, as it was lifting up. I could tell from the drive noise, the flashes of the feed, that the pick-up transport was bringing it on board. The fauna licked my fingers. That meant the humans hadn’t left it behind.

[dzgrizzle]

I wonder if cats get depressed. I know they can feel anxiety, especially if their bowls are empty or if their breakfast is one minute late, and I know they can feel indignation, especially if they’re subjected to loud noises like a coffee grinder or a neighbor dog barking. But depression? Right now I’ve got a little murdercat cuddled up against me, purring loudly, apparently content to just be near me. He is a little antidote to any of the all-too-human feelings of depression I might feel.

[xxbloodyclawzxx]

Resident murdercat. I’m like if an emo catboy was a slightly offputting adult man.

I’m a fictive/introject of Scourge from warrior cats in a DID/OSDD system. I’m our system’s low empathy evil alter <3 (sarcasm)

I occasionally post tagged gore ❤️

Icon by buddystims.

This is a sideblog of thespacehound.

‘#gore’ is my catch all tag for photos of blood, gore, meat and dead animals.

[eeverflame]

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity <3

-Random positive asks!!!

-CATS. all of them. lolcats, memes with cats, real cats, kittens, murdercats, robot cats.... I love. Serotonin machines (real)

-salt water. Ideally the ocean, but tears are nice too. yes im aware this is about happiness, happy cries are possible for me and I like them a lot!!!

-I get happy when people ask me what my pronouns are! Yay, society cares sometimes!

-ART!

[strawberrysapphocake]

Flamepaw: no other cat knows how much pressure it is to be related to Firestar!

Finchlight, Sparkpelt, Alderheart, Squirrelflight, Dovewing, Ivypool, the entire rest of the Cloudtail line, Jayfeather, Lionblaze & his 10,000 kids, Leafpool & Hollyleaf’s ghosts, etc., etc.: Am I a joke to you?

[specialability]

cat!wkx

instead of nyah-xu, consider: stray murdercat mao wen. rules over a feral cat colony with a bloody paw.

silver-gray fur looks too handsome and well-groomed to be feral but has no human socialization whatsoever. which is revealed whenever someone tries to pet him or play with him. he likes attention but he bites and claws without warning. seems to like the taste of human blood. but he will accept offerings of food. has been spotted humping other male cats despite plenty of females around. even by feral cat standards he's twitchy and only lets one other cat groom him, a young yearling female.

a bored homeless human zhou zishu makes the mistake of paying attention to him and giving him some of his scrounged lunch. because he's more interested in the wine he shoplifted. then when a-xiang tries to play-fight with him, he dodges expertly and mao wen's eyes light the fuck up. someone who can keep up with him and his many sharp pointy bits! (hurr hurr hurr)

now he shows up everywhere zzs is without warning, zzs is just walking and feels like something is watching him, turns suddenly: the reflection of cat eyes in the dark alleyway. how can a cat look so threatening and yet so smug? mao wen is always pouncing on him to "play"-fight. but before he knows it, mao wen is rubbing up against him and purring. he can't find anywhere to sleep without mao wen finding him and curling up nearby. he isn't really mean enough to hurt a cat for no reason, but mao wen is totally mean enough to dig his claws in and refuse to move while purring up a storm. mao wen becomes visibly anxious and clingy when zzs is in pain. zzs has to reluctantly admit he likes the cat, despite the fact that he now has multiple scars from it. and the cat's little sister. o woe, he has developed material attachments before dying.

zzs gets sick and somehow mao wen gets help by finding a friend who had visited zzs once before and sitting outside his window and hollaring with all the ridiculous loudness and intensity a cat can manage.

for a happy ending, it is required that mao wen is actually a ghibli-esque shapeshifting cat who transforms into a human through the power of love/lust. so when zzs wakes up there's jing beiyuan, wu xi, and who the fuck is this guy who keeps trying to lick my face THE END

inspiration: 30 minutes trying to entertain my bored cat and shedding blood in the process. at 2am. every time I tried to go to bed he started meowing because he was bored.

[fruchtfleisch-art]

What if they were... kitty cats...

A few design notes:

Mista is polydactyl! Seven toes each on his front feet.

Fugo is declawed and FIV+, please stop letting him go outside :’)

Most of these were drawn without any particular breed in mind, but Abbachio is an Oriental Longhair and Diavolo/Doppio and Trish take a few design cues from Bengals and Maine Coons. Everyone else is a bog-standard DSH, nothing too special. 

No stands in this... AU (?), so Diavolo is just the biggest cat in the neighborhood. I think you could hit him with a car and he’d still be okay.

VERY IMPORTANT. Doppio sounds like this.

If you read all that, have some extremely on-model planning sketches/me thinking about how much i want a giant fluffy murdercat of my own:

[asknarashikari]

Philip hissing like a cat at someone flirting with Shoutaro

Everyone's just relieved he's settling for acting like Mikku post-murdercat and not like Daimonji Shun when he's playing pro-American football

Shoutaro, as usual, is all half-boiled about it, he likes Philip being jealous and possessive of him. If he's a bit more compliant in bed later that night... no one has to know except for Philip

[cebulik]

also: i finally managed to finish the cat part of my oc head project i started during the christmas break, lol. here are all my murdercats characters: 

Adder’s-tonguenight - Low Flight of Hunting Swift - Silverscale - Blackrooster Antlerpaw - Violetdawn - Salmonscale - Bisonstar Apollon - Hawshade - Persephone/Anemonepelt - Saltwind Sandpaw - Beesong - Willowbranch - Where Henstar - Dandelionsky - Burning Sky - Troutface Peachfuzz

[esevoire]

New Fic is up!

Tensions rise between the Clans of the river and of the pine forest; innocent warriors are targeted for events they had no control over. When cats on both sides start dying, hostility consumes the victims and other Clans pick sides. Through it all, a young cat strives to do everything in their power to help their family and end the conflict.

Read it on Archive of Our Own!

Read it on Wattpad!

This is my third and final full-length fanfiction in my Warriors universe before I start seriously working on original projects, so I hope my growth shows! After this, most of my OC stories will be posted to my ToyHouse, including a history of my fan-waca groups.

I’m unsure when I’ll start regular updates, as this will be a quite lengthy story (from kithood to leadership and possibly their death) with lots of murdercat shenanigans. I hope to start semi-regular updates soon!

[dangermousie]

Murdercat is a complete purring kitty for our heroine but I think she’s not getting that he’s like that only with her and his default setting is murdery/taking over city/etc (I laughed at his “kind and gentle” thing - his hobby is murdering people who get in the way, heh!)

Their chemistry is ridiculous, RIDICULOUS!

I don’t think QianQian gets though that she’s the exception not the rule and clearly all her pushing him at her awful sister or her mom wanting a divorce between them is gonna get him to go with his original plans to conquer the place as a means to keep her, if nothing else. (Hi there, GMP!)

Her sister is awful though; she treats him as some sort of a prize instead of a real person. She doesn’t know him at all and only wants him because he’s QianQian’s and she wants what QQ has. Ugh. Gotta love Murdercat for setting her straight:

Also, he can be so hilariously petty! Look at his trying to even out the fact that Pei is taller heh.

Bwahgahahahahaha. I am pleased the drama sees him as a cat also!

[dwellordream]

Discoursing: It's Problematique that you have Nell, a cat person, marrying into a dog family without Robb also having to get used to a creepy giant murdercat slinking around after his wife all the time and cuddling with his baby.

[cornflowercanine]

im dyscalculia+hyperlexia and do not think i have dyslexia 8ut 8oy is reading hard sometimes i can read really really fast (if text is flashed on-scr33n in a video i pro8a8ly read half of it) 8ut if i dont care a8t what im supposed to 8e reading? i CAN’T read it, whether i want to or not. whether it’s formatted poorly, smth idc a8t, or smth i DO care a8t 8ut is 8oring, i can... o8jectively. technically. apparentally actually read the words. 8ut NONE of them get through to me at all and it’s like i’m forgetting it literally as i’m reading it. i had 8iiiiiig issues with it when i was trying to read most of warrior cats, a lot of times i wasn’t a8le to read them until i was a8t to sl33p 8ecause it’d go in one ear and out the other .. .. .. 8ut like visually . i just didnt care and felt like i wasnt doing enough so my 8rain went fuck this lets do smth else! sometimes i DID care a8t what i was reading and was reading and processing the murdercat 8ook fine 8ut my 8rain would just..... go off the tracks and i’d end up reading the same line 6 times over trying to actually Read read it. i’d read the line just after that to get my 8rain to go ‘w8 what the fuck happened 8efore this’ and THEN i’d 8e a8le to read and process the line 8ut i wouldn’t 8e a8le to read it on my own. i’m glad i was never in school 8ecause i cannot even 8EGIN to read academic articles/8ooks/etc i cannot descri8e how unreada8le they are and! i cannot tell where one line ends and one line 8egins!! its usually fine 8ut sometimes i am just like -reads a sentance 3 times over 8ecause i can’t s33 where the seper8ion is 8etw33n the other words- when there r pages with dyslexie font option it makes shit sooooo much easier to read for me. not just on a ‘i can tell where the words are!’ level 8ut on a ‘i can tell what these words MEAN’ level????????? a 8ig reason i can’t read academic articles is 8c they use so many overly complex and confusing words.... 8ut i know what the words mean, usually. 8ut them 8eing all clumped together to 8e Professional or what the fuck ever makes it indeciphera8le and not smth i can process even if i CAN read it otherwise, and dyslexie? takes that away for the most part??? AND it helps me read faster 8c i dont have to put conscious 8rain power into reading a sentence all the words are just There and theres nothing in the way and it’s. hm. why my 8rain do this

[the-gneech]

Everything I Wanted: A Spoileriffic Discussion of She-Ra

Yeah. So. Spoilers. The title warned you.

The show that asked, “What if Star Wars was incredibly gay?” and then answers, “IT WOULD BE AWESOME AS FUCK!”

There’s so much for me to say about She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, I don’t even know where to begin. I already knew, when I was defending Catra as A Cinnamon Roll Who Wants to Kill You that this was a show I was going to be very heavily invested in. Catra literally feels to me like Noelle Stevenson plucked her right out of my brain and put her on the screen—to the point that I wrote to Ms. Stevenson directly and leveraged all of my comics/animation contacts into trying to find a way to get onto the writing team… without success, alas.

Catra would look at Leona Lioness or Tanya Regellan and say “Oh, you too?” She is also directly the inspiration for Shade-Of-the-Candle, whose own transition from snarling murdercat to laughing bandit has parallels to the arc Catra actually follows. As Emmet Asher-Perrin so aptly put it, “Catra was an instant favorite on the show among its fans. But there was something about it that nagged at me, something more specifically related to her type, and what that type said about me, and what it meant that I kept returning to it.”

And I’m not gonna lie, I was scared for Catra. With every season ending with her in a worse place than the last one, and knowing in very personal detail exactly the self-destructive cycles she was going through, I was terrified she was going to go down with the ship. Redemptive Suicide is such a terrible trope, but such a common one in fantasy and SF, that I was at least 65% convinced that was going to be her fate.

(Mere words cannot express how happy I am to read that Shadow Weaver’s final fate was intentionally written as an “Up yours!” at that specific trope.)

I stopped watching the show halfway through season four, because Double Trouble pushed too many of my buttons—I didn’t have it in me to watch these characters I was so fond of just unravel and tear each other apart, and after the end of season three I couldn’t bring myself to watch Catra do any more horrible things without some kind of light at the end of the tunnel. So I suspended my Netflix account and waited. There was no way I wouldn’t watch season five when it came out—but I couldn’t finish until I could actually finish, if that makes any sense.

So… where do I stand, now that the show’s over? Like the title says, it gave me everything I wanted. Catra to have a true redemption. A true, explicit and undeniable romantic relationship between Catra and Adora. Adventure, excitement, and really wild things. Strong characters, deep and compelling villains, beautiful animation. The first ever canonically and explicitly queer protagonist in mainstream western animation. On some level, I must face that I resent that I couldn’t be part of it. When I knew it wasn’t going to happen, I created The Reclamation Project to redirect that energy, so good has still came of it, but for me She-Ra will never not be “one that got away.” It’s a historic, once-in-a-lifetime event, a revolution that I was only able to watch and not participate in. And there’s nothing I can do about that except get over it.

On the other hand, the sheer joy that S5 has filled me with blots out those dark thoughts. Scorpia going from doormat to utter badass. Entrapta—who I’ve historically been very down on—not just coming to grips with the difference between “people” and “things,” but also giving Catra one of the most understatedly but purely kind moments in Problem Cat’s whole life.

Wrong Hordak. Just freakin’ Wrong Hordak. He’s another character who feels like he was ripped out of my brain.

Catra’s sheer desperation for Adora in the final two episodes—and that Catra’s (requited!) love for Adora literally saved the universe.

I could do this all day. I’ll stop. If you’ve seen the show you know all these things.

What does it mean to me? I don’t know. I know that Suburban Jungle has touched lives—but not on the scale or sheer power that this show has. Is there still something useful for me to do? If so, what? And how do I do it? What can I bring to the table in a world that already has this in it?

I’ll find something.