#enjoy this dumpster fire of sin

[smileysvech]

dating jeremy swayman

nsfw under the cut, minors please dni

physical touch and quality time are his top love languages, you cannot convince me otherwise

he’s always wrapping his arms around you and pulling your body into his bigger frame to engulf you in a hug

he loves a good cuddle and getting to hold you in his arms while you rest your head against his chest so you can hear his strong and steady heartbeat

he spends so much of his time out in nature, away from his phone with no distractions, so if you went on a hike with him he'd be so present and in the moment with you

jeremy talks a lot about how he wants to work his ass off to earn every opportunity he gets to play and he has that mentality in the bedroom too… he will work to please you and do everything he can to earn the reward of making you cum

part of being a goalie is having intense focus and being dialed in so he would be incredibly focused on how your body responds to his touch and his voice and he’s able to read your body so well and knows just how to make you completely fall apart

he’s so patient and usually isn’t in a rush and likes to take his time with you and prefers slow and sensual yet passionate sex over a quick rough fuck (though he’s not entirely opposed to it)

but he will ALWAYS perform some good aftercare for you

he's so attentive when he's leaving soft kisses all over your skin as he cleans you up, checking in on you "you okay there, pretty girl?" and murmuring "you did so well, love you so much", massaging any part of your body that might be sore

he also plays guitar so we know he’s skilled with his hands

his fingers are probably calloused and a little rough but it feels amazing when he rubs them against your clit or when he finally slides them into your wet and waiting pussy

he’s got a praise kink (hello?? telling ully “I’m coming handsome!” and the “fuck she’s a good girl” clip that lives in my head rent free like he’s not afraid to give out compliments and loves to worship you!!!!!!!)

he’s often described as one of the most vocal goalies so he’s gotta be just as vocal in bed

he will let you know how good you make him feel with his deep moans and groans and breathy curses when your lips are wrapped around his cock or your pussy is fluttering and squeezing him

“fuck, that’s it. right there. feels so good. such a good girl for me.”

“keep doing that, baby.”

also BITING KINK

y’all seen the way he bites his jersey???

I just KNOW he would love biting and marking you up

maybe it starts off as just soft, slow kisses but soon the two of you have moved to the couch and you’re perched on his big lap straddling him while making out

one of his big hands has found its way into your hair at the base of your neck and with an ever so gentle tug he signals for you to lean your head back so he can detach his lips from yours and trail kisses from your shoulder to your collar bone and up your neck and jaw

he lets his teeth sink into your flesh and you wince a little bit at the stinging sensation but he quickly eases any of your discomfort when he runs his tongue along the mark he left on you

god he would love leaving bite marks and hickeys all over your neck and breasts

he would be so smug about it too, just leaning back and admiring his work with a little cocky smirk when you run your fingers over the marks he left you when you assess the damage in your bathroom mirror later

you roll your eyes at him, but truthfully you love it too because it’s a reminder that he wants you and you’re his girl

and how can we not discuss his confidence and cockiness?

the way he is always smirking and winking during warmups

AND HIS MANSPREADING

the man knows he's packing

I have it in my head that he loves when you sit on his lap and wrap your arms around him to keep your balance

and he LOVES when you ride him

he enjoys seeing the pleasure on your face as you take what you need from him, doing whatever it takes to get yourself off on him

and after he's sure you've had at least one orgasm, he'd take control and thrust his hips up and drive his cock into you deeper and deeper, finding your most sensitive spots to bring you to another earth-shattering orgasm

tagging a few of my fellow sway girlies: @pyotrkochetkov @senditcolton @barzysunflower @cellythefloshie

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

The whole DNI banner thing in general feels very new and sad to me. Just so emblematic of the culture of trying to force everyone else to cater to the online experience you want, instead of tailoring your experience for yourself. It's one thing to expect people not to be hateful or mean in your notes, and another entirely to restrict the people you're willing to interact with to the ones you don't think are "degenerate".

Depending on how you define "shipping", I've always "shipped" Destiel and never "shipped" Wincest, but I've always enjoyed reading Wincest and Daddycest content. Specifically the darker stuff (my first big favorite spn fic was "Sins of the Innocent" by reapertownusa). I'm just not sure what, exactly, the folks who don't want to interact with "Wincesties" are afraid of. We're all just, like, regular people, and the world out there kinda thinks that *all* shippers are freaks, anyway.

As far as I can tell, and I realize that the situation will not be the same for everyone, there's this need to shun people who are deemed to be degenerates (as you said). Liking Wincest is definitely taken as a sign of real life moral failing.

Once again, I do want to stress that while I don't ship it, I have nothing against Destiel as a ship. When I first got into this fandom I read a lot of of everything and that's how I learned what worked for me and what didn't. That was in 2015 and I remember being more embarrassed about liking a ship at all than I was about being more drawn to the idea of Sam and Dean together than I was towards Dean and Castiel. So it took me a long time before I just embraced it. During that time I've seen the shift in the shipping wars, the imposed battle for morality that some seem to think that they are fighting. And I've seen it mirror the outside world's steady slide into authoritarianism.

These DNIs are not really important in the grand scheme of things, I'm a respectful person (no matter what kind of shit I may spew when I get frustrated here) and I wouldn't ever knowingly push my ship, or anything else, onto someone who made it clear they didn't want it. I even double check blogs that I reblog from (or whose gifs I add to my own posts) before adding even a wincest tag to a post, to do my best to avoid upsetting anyone. I've been yelled at too many times and generally prefer to avoid unnecessary conflict.

And that's just it, if these blogs listed that Wincest squicked them, I would do all of this to avoid upsetting them, and still be able to share this space with them. But I don't think it's just about them not being exposed to Wincest, that's part of it for sure, but it's also about them not wanting to share this space with me. They don't want me in their space at all because they have made a personal judgement against me based on the flavor of fiction that I enjoy being an idiot about on this dumpster fire of a website.

It's that I see so many posts that have nothing to do with Destiel being tagged with it which feels like another way of setting up a fence between them and those of us they think need to stay away from them. These DNIs feel like giant no trespassing signs, the really over the top ones that tell you exactly what kind of gun they'll shoot you with if you don't obey the sign. And I guess that I just expect more from tumblrinas because I assumed that we better understand what it feels like to be judged and excluded. But really, people are people, and sometimes people are scared, reactionary, assholes, even here.

[hot-take-tournament]

I would like to weigh in on the JJBA discussion since I tried ages ago to get into it but just found it really confusing and stopped super early on. But then I remembered that I used to have the absolute worst taste in anime/ manga so I don’t have a foot to stand on.

I refuse to take responsibility for this and blame the anime community as a whole since stuff like ‘the Seven Deadly Sins’ was super popular for some reason, like looking back on it we can all agree how much it sucked and how it was really poorly written,and yet it was so popular. I’m convinced everyone just had collective bad taste in the 2010’s, and that’s not even mentioning all the anime that I watched that I cannot remember a single thing about.

I also blame Daniel Howell for introducing me to Magi. That series is so genuinely bad, and yet it still has a grip on me, I don’t even like it anymore but I can’t stop thinking about it. The strife I went though trying to discuss it with my friends, only for them to be confused when I bring up how great of a character Ja’far is.

(I’m still very much mad about the last arc though, I don’t think I can ever forgive this series for not giving the best character it had a happy ending, he deserved so much better than this.)

This went slightly off topic but I think there are so many anime that genuinely suck despite their popularity, so when people see something like JoJo’s that has interesting qualities (I have heard only good things about this series up until now, and I’m willing to trust them even if it’s not really my thing) they latch onto it, leading it to be ‘overrated’. Realistically it’s just that not everyone ever will like it, so people who don’t like it can’t understand why it’s popular and think that it doesn’t deserve the hype. Whether something is ‘overrated’ is totally subjective and really just depends on how invested you are in that piece of media.

I also don’t think that something has to be good for you to like/ be interested in it. Moving back to the Magi point that series is an absolute dumpster fire and I can’t look away, I don’t think it’s good in any shape or form and can only see all of its many, many flaws at this point, but I still can’t move on from it. I think as long as you recognise the flaws it’s pretty harmless to enjoy something that’s bad. So it don’t really matter if JoJos is supposedly poorly written at points because it’s fun for people to follow, and they could be stuck being interested in worse media, like Magi.

i never really feel able to weigh in on anime takes, but that's because my taste in anime is objectively so terrible that i'm not even sure i'm qualified to judge whether something is overrated or not, or even if a show is good

it's like if a michelin star chef cooked a perfect steak for a golden retreiver - yeah, the dog will love the steak, but the dog will also happily eat garbage straight out the can. my opinion doesn't count for anything

that being said, i totally agree with your last point about enjoying garbage shows;

sometimes a bad show is better than a boring one, and as long as you understand why something sucks, there's nothing wrong with enjoying a complete trainwreck anime every once in a while

i don't know what magi is though

[detectivelokis]

charlie and sam? 👀

Oh, man I think this would be a dumpster fire of a ship ngl. Neither of them really like the other and in her canon Charlie treats Sam like the other woman in her relationship the minute he starts working for Rafe.

There’s also the issue of him lying to Nate which is a big no-no for her. Lying to your loved ones? In her black and white mind that’s one of the biggest sins you could possibly commit. It doesn’t help them that Sam thinks that there is something wrong with her because she simply enjoys her job a little too much.

It would definitely be fun if they hooked up before becoming properly acquainted tbh! Probably one of the only times they would be able to stand each other 😫

[pyotrkochetkov]

i absolutely love the long post you made about Svech like it’s so sweet and dedicated! I was just curious to see if you had a 🌶 thoughts list about him tho cause u know Svech thirst is lacking on here. Mwa 😘

oh i seeeeee well i might have some thoughts 👀

his love languages are by far physical touch and gift giving these are not up for discussion

he grew up with nothing, knows what it's like to have nothing, and wants to give his loved ones EVERYTHING he didn't have and that they deserve

sends you flowers or chocolates randomly at work or brings you your favorite coffee on the way back from practice

those you are happy to accept

but him springing any lavish gifts or jewelry (a chain with his number on it thanks) or surprise trips on you had you a little unsure

didn't want him to think that's all you're with him for because it isn't AT ALL which you assure him of all the time

but you see how important it is to him/how happy it makes him to give you nice things

and you would do anything to see that dimpled grin of his <3

he loves touching you at any and all times, can never get enough of you

tiny gentle kisses, deep nasty tongue kissing, hugs, holding your small hand in his huge one, giving you piggybacks around the apartment, tucking you into his side when you're in public

something as innocent as coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist as he places soft kisses on your neck while you're making your morning coffee

or laying his head in your lap while you lay on the couch watching a movie and play with his hair

loves pulling you against his chest as you sleep, arm slung around your waist and the way you fit against his big body

you love it too even though his skin is so hot he's like a human furnace

and he wouldn't admit this to anyone else but sometimes he loves being the little spoon as you're curled up in bed (thanks for that one @suitandtys)

or just going out to the bar with the guys but he insists you sit on HIS lap as he massages small circles into the gap of skin peeking out between your shirt and jeans or kissing your shoulder

NOT above giving your ass a squeeze with a cheeky grin just because he can

oh and if you're wearing a skirt??? loves letting his hands wander to your inner thigh, dangerously close to where you need him most

he also strikes me as a huge boob guy

loves the way they fit in his hands and i'm not saying he can make you cum just by sucking on and playing with your nipples but that's exactly what i'm saying

OBSESSED WITH MARKING YOU UP AND VISE VERSA

loves sucking hickeys into your skin anywhere he can, neck, chest, stomach, inner thighs and having his fingers bruise your hips as he drives into you so that when you look at them later you know just who did that to you

but he also loves when your nails dig into his shoulder leaving little crescents or having them rake down his back

oof and if you draw blood he loves that even more

loves when the guys chirp him at practice seeing his back all torn up "svechy got himself a pretty kitty"

major pleasure dom vibes with this one

your pleasure is his top priority

loves being the one in control even when you're on top

maybe i'm just a whore for a chain but i want to yank his cross as i ride him so bad

but his absolute favorite thing in the world is the blissed out look on your face as he makes you cum whether that's with his fingers, tongue or cock

his stamina is insane and he has a VERY high sex drive

THOSE FINGERS HAVE YOU SEEN HOW THICK THEY ARE

the thought of even taking three of those is intimidating as hell

loves holding you down and maybe tying you up and MAKING you take his fingers while he makes you watch them disappear inside of you

loves edging you and overstimulating you because he is a freaky little tease

nothing compares to the feeling of fucking and feeling you bare for him though

he is a big boy yes we know this

he's so mesmerized every time he watches you stretch around his cock as you take every inch of him

SIZE KINK AND PRAISE KINK

he loves hearing how big he is and how deep he feels. kissing your cheek as he tells you how you're "doing so good for me baby" or "taking me so good"

cocky as hell too

"never had anyone as big as me, no?"

often uses his size to crowd you and fuck you from behind

loves hearing you moan his name, yes the thought of calling him drei does make me weak in the knees every time

but yeah his fucking voice, all deep and rumbly and accented... i could listen to him all day or read a fucking grocery list it's just so damn sexy

loves to dirty talk

i have it in my head that he is extremely loud in bed (thank you to the hallway videos)

can't help but pant, moan and groan about how good your mouth or pussy feels fluttering around him and how perfect you are to him

sometimes gets so overwhelmed by the pleasure he feels that he slips into russian and you don't really understand but know it must be something nasty

makes you cum so many times you're ready to pass out

some sick part inside of him actually enjoys watching your eyes water as he pushes you to the brink

huge fan of grabbing you by the jaw or squeezing your throat as he spits into your mouth

loves cumming anywhere, inside of you, on your chest, on your face, he just loves marking you as his

maybe he even likes playing with your cum and pushing it back inside of you so you don't waste a single drop of him

but he is always so attentive to you and gentle afterwards

leaving soft little kisses on your skin as he cleans you up, assuring you how good you did for him, bringing you something to drink, massaging lotion onto your bruises, running a bath for you and holding you with your back against his chest kissing just below your ear murmuring deeply how amazing you are as you both wind down

if you comment how sore you are or how you can barely walk? that's the goal

carries you around everywhere with your legs wrapped around his waist like his little koala bear while rubbing your back

touch is so important to him that i KNOW he's into cockwarming

he has the self discipline to not want to fuck into you, and also the masochism of it all at the same time? pushing himself to the brink of torture is nothing new for him

loves the way you feel around him and you love the fullness of him

this feels closer than close and he never wants there to be any space between you two

he's young and adventurous and open to trying lots of things

he'd be very down for semi-public sex

loves the thrill and possibility of getting caught

fucking you while you're wearing his jersey seeing his name & number on your back? a huge turn on for him

bondage? he'd try it

loooves a pregame blowjob

not above fucking your face to take the edge off before a huge game to ease his nerves or anxiety

isn't opposed to ummmm... sharing hehe

also!!! has russian pet names for you of course

often calls you malyshka "baby girl" or solnishka "little sun"

he enjoys teaching you little russian words and phrases

sometimes you try to learn some russian for him on your own to surprise him and it makes him so fucking soft (and horny)

you've picked up enough that you can understand a bit of his conversations facetiming with his brother or something and it's all so very domestic

and you love helping him with his english if he doesn't understand something

comparing hand sizes with him!!!

always doing fun stuff together like going to concerts or trying new restaurants or showing him all of the deliciously unhealthy american food he probably shouldn't be eating during the season but for you he would try anything

he's just an all around insatiable big boy who loves the hell out of you and making sure you know it

[obeymebutcursed]

Yo this is the person that brought up eel Barbs and quite frankly I think the lack of having to manage a libido on top of all his work and like, the time space continuum, is kind of a blessing in his eyes. But maybe that's because I kind of HC him specifically as not being super interested in endeavors of the sexual kind. Considering how powerful he is I think this work is less a burden and moreso a choice, that despite everything he actually enjoys what he does.

He could fuck. He doesn't want to fuck. Man wants to drink tea, eat good food, watch after his dumpster fire of a prince and keep the avatars of sin in line and that's it.

That being said, I do think he has the potential to develop sex organs if the need and will arises, it just hasn't. He's v satisfied with his life.

Besides if he wants some kind of entertainment he can just throw a pickle slice at Diavolo when he isn't looking. That's always a good use of time.

Oh I 100% agree with you to be totally honest.

Barb just strikes me as the kind of guy who doesn't care about relationships or intimacy with others. He's obviously incredibly independent. He's gonna do what he wants, when he wants.

And that last part has me dying.

Barb just being bored out of nowhere fucking chucking a pickle at Diavolo's face and watching him scream in terror, knowing he's going to have to "comfort" him later because a pickle "fell from the sky", meanwhile he's totally the culprit but wouldn't dare admit it.

[breanime]

Jealousy With Rio Headcannons

*gif not mine*

When You’re Jealous

You’re with a handsome, sexy, powerful, alluring man

When Rio walked into a room, people noticed him

You knew this

You were cool with this

You understood this

But despite all of that, when women started perking up around your man, when his easy, lazy smile landed on anyone but you...

...you couldn’t help but feel a little jealous

Rio was yours, you knew that

He was your man, your partner

You were secure in the knowledge that he loved you, and only you

But you still didn’t like anyone else oogling what belonged to you

You watched, arms crossed, as a woman talked with Rio

He was finishing up a business deal, the last thing on his to-do list before taking you out for the evening, and he was charming his way through another 40% profit for himself

The woman hung on his every word, offering up lots of smiles and cleavage as they spoke

You tapped your foot

You knew what Rio was doing, and you were excited to reap the benefits but...

...this bitch was starting to work your nerves

“Rio,” you called, making them both turn to look at you, “we gotta move...”

“In a minute,” he answered, turning back to her, “‘M talkin’...”

You rolled your eyes

The woman looked past Rio and smirked at you

SMIRKED

You walked over, and Rio turned to you, one eyebrow raised

You didn’t say anything, just stood there while Rio finished up the deal

Suddenly old girl was a lot less smiley

Once it was done, Rio slung an arm around your shoulder and led you away

“You know,” he drawled, smirking, “envy is one the seven deadly sins”

“I don’t envy that cow,” you shot back, “I just need to make sure she knows you’re mine”

“Oh, I am?” He asked, grinning. 

“Don’t get punched in the throat,” you deadpanned

Rio stopped, pushing you against the car, that grin never faltering

“You know it’s fucking adorable when you get all possessive like that,” he said, his hand next to your head, the other on your waist, “You’re so cute.”

“And you,” you said, bopping his nose, “are mine.”

“Yeah, why don’t we skip dinner and just go home so you can show me?”

And that was exactly what you did

When He’s Jealous

Rio is a confident man, obviously 

He knows he provides you with everything you need, and that you only want to be with him

So he doesn’t really get insecure

But he does get jealous

He prides himself on being everything you need, or being able to read you and give you the things you want without even having to be asked

So when another man started providing things for you

Rio wasn’t having it

“What’s this?” He asked, knowing full damn well what it was

“Oh,” you didn’t look up from the magazine you were perusing, “Danny brought me lunch today”

“Why?”

You shrugged. “He just felt like it”

Rio opened the bag, noting the empty fry container and crumpled up receipt. “Yeah? Just felt like bringing you lunch and not getting anything for himself?”

You looked up then

Rio had the receipt in his hand, but his dark eyes were focused on you

You put your magazine down. “He does that sometimes,” you answered, “He’s brought me Starbucks everyday this week.”

“Yeah? And what do you give him in return?”

Your eyes narrowed. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means he ain’t spending $15 bucks a day just cause he’s a good colleague.” 

“He knows I’m seeing someone,” you said

“He knows the someone is me?” Rio asked

“What does it matter? He knows I’m taken.”

“Nah, it matters,” Rio walked over to you, “I hope you enjoyed the meals and the lattes, sweetheart, cause he ain’t pulling this shit again.”

“He doesn’t mean anything by it, Rio”

Rio bent down, and for a second, you though he was about to kiss you, but instead he grabbed your phone from the side table

“Danny, you said his name was?” He asked

“What are you doing?”

“Givin’ him a call...”

“Rio!” You sprung up, reaching for the phone, but Rio held it above his head, out of your reach. “No!”

“Why?” He was glaring now. “You don’t want me to ruin your little will-they-won’t-they thing you got goin’ on at work?”

“You know there’s nothing going on!”

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” He asked, scrolling through your contacts. “He Danny D. or Danny R.?”

“I didn’t say anything cause it’s not a big deal!”

“Another man is bringing my woman food and drinks and you don’t think it’s a big deal?” He chuckled darkly. “Nah, baby, that’s a big deal to me.” He glared down at the phone. “I’ll just call them both.”

“Rio!”

“What?”

“Give me my phone back!”

“In a minute,” he said back, turning and walking away. You were right on his heels. 

“Okay, okay--” you tried to reason with him “--I won’t let him bring me lunch anymore, are you happy?!”

“You won’t need to,” Rio answered, his back to you, “I’ma be the one deliverin’ your lunches from now on”

You bit your lip, trying not to smile

And then you watched him make a call

“Yo,” he said into the receiver, “is this Danny from work? The one who works with Y/N?” He laughed. “Oh, good. Fantastic. I’m Rio, see, I’m her boyfriend, and I just wanted to thank you, personally, for making sure my girl was well fed and everything, but here’s the thing. Your services are no longer needed. So if I hear of you doing so much as givin’ her a piece of gum, I’m coming for your ass. Understood?” 

You watched, wide-eyed, as Rio listened

“No, no, I completely get it,” he said, nodding, “Yeah, of course. Uh huh. Absolutely. My point still stands, though. She’s mine, and what I ain’t gon do is let anyone else provide for her when I’m here. I got her covered. We clear on that?” He chuckled. “Good, good. Aiight man, have a nice day. Stay blessed.” He hung up, grinning. “So, baby...

....what do you want for lunch tomorrow?”

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Ngl, I’m really sad tonight, so if this sucks, I totally get it. But still, I love my mans Rio. And thanks for reading!

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[senseandaccountability]

what would've been your dream finale for lucifer? like, if you could rewrite it, how would you have the show end?

I’d have gone for a more ambiguous and vague ending, for sure. Answer the big questions and let the details be left to the imagination. Another loveable dumpster fire show in my heart is Angel - which left us on a perfectly dark, sort-of-vague and in-character note that made sense within its own universe and for its characters.  But this is a personal preference and I think I’m a minority here. I feel like fandom often wants a lot of detailed questions answered, or specific things handled on screen but I’ve always enjoyed making up a lot of stuff on my own or keeping it sort of inexplicable, as long as canon provides me with overarching themes and lore that feels reasonably consistent. I’m always more about characters and philosophy and willing to forgive plot holes. (See: Angel, Buffy, Bioware et al.)

Like, for me it’s never been interesting or important to know exactly what the writers meant by making Chloe a “miracle.” Or how Hell is organized. I also never wanted dates or domestic Deckerstar or whatever, I just wanted the characters Chloe and Lucifer and their choices to make sense in their universe. Chloe’s stupid reaction to Lucifer becoming God? Not a good example of that.  I wanted the show to address why Hell exists, if they want it to continue to exist and if yes then answer me why. Similarly, they also kept telling me a God is needed - why? What does God do in their lore? 

I also wanted them to end on a completely different note re: humanity. As it stands now the show says lol human life, so brief, whatevs, but you’ll have pie in the sky etc. Yet all the previous seasons have shown us how fucking superior Earth is, how humanity has provided Lucifer with compassion for himself and others - he even tells Michael this at the end of S5. Season 6 reads nothing like that. As for Deckerstar, I would have kept it open-ended, I guess. Ended with Lucifer, Chloe and TRIXIE acknowledging that they’ve got a lot of work to do on Earth, so let's get to it. Deckerstar has been endgame since the first episode, all I would have done is to keep them an item as the show end and the viewers can imagine the rest. Love is always partly bittersweet, it’s always up in the air and there’s no locking it in anyway, so the ending also felt shitty to me because of that. Way to trap Chloe in a non-existent long-distance romance until her death just because you wanted your bittersweetness and your ridiculous Queen of Hell gimmick, penned by ***¨¨SuPErDrAmAtIc^^^^^GOTHGURL875734. *cries tears of blood*  Or, if I wrote the ending I truly wanted to see I would have had them shut down Hell. Earth is where it’s at, this is where change can happen and has to happen. You have to be a good person, not to avoid punishment after your death or to satisfy the viewers’ cave-man urges for revenge but to actually make a difference. If Lucifer went to war for free will, he could come full circle helping out dealing with its consequences. In the comics he says that he never wanted the souls, the show could just simply have him refuse them. Don’t come here, I’ve closed. This place is wrong. As it is now, nothing will change on Earth, for the living, but we’re all spending our afterlife navel-gazing our way to what? Forgiveness from God? Who knows because the show didn’t care to answer that. I’d like to think that if I decided to write about sin, the devil and human suffering, I would have spent QUITE SOME TIME thinking about this particular bit of lore. 

[khanlusa]

I was reading Firecracker and you made a throwaway joke about Shadowlands in the Notes and honestly? I think Shadowlands' story gets a bad rap. Its worst sin by far is just being a sequel to the dumpster fire that was BFA. Which means if anyone wants to write a shadowlands au they either have to accept BFA's nonsense like genocide!sylvanas or they have to first do a bfa au and both those options kinda stink. I'm not saying SL's story is good! It's kinda mediocre! But its worst bits are basically just bfa writing it into a corner. Thoughts?

And I'd make the same joke about BFA even though I liked plenty of things in BFA when it wasn't doing the faction war.

I imagine if I actually played Shadowlands there would be plenty of things I would like as well.

But BFA being the reason SL is bad doesn't let SL off the hook for being bad, at least to me. The writers still chose to continue forging ahead with what they did in BFA, into SL, which just compounds the frustrations I had with BFA in new and horrible ways.

SL is absolutely a product of BFA's bad decisions, and that just means it inherits my ire for BFA, but even worse now, because everything BFA was doing that I didn't like (at least in the overarching story b/c zones tend to be good/fun) it does even worse now.

I.E Sylvanas getting absolutely mangled for the sake of plot and the end goal of Arthas-On-Steroids weeeee~ but now made to look like a complete fool, which is just another layer of disrespect.

People are absolutely free to not hate SL, I'm glad for everyone who is able to enjoy it and I like seeing folks tweet about their cool mount drops and latest mogs. Wish that was me, but if I sub again it'll be to screw around in old content or poke Classic.

[succubusted]

GIVE ME UR RWBY BLORBO/ETC

dsfsakjk

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

hhhhh probably Weiss now that I think of it, she has such a satisfying character arc.. ughhhh but I really love Nora too, especially with the development she's gotten. and I don't want to think of them as a unit, but I really really REALLY love the development that Blake and Yang have gone through too, both individually and as a pair. AND baby Ruby ofc, her gaining confidence and staying the course..... learning to navigate Scary Adult Problems at such a young age. RWBY, betcha can't just have one fav.

crunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

OSCAR!! OSCAR PINE IS BABY!!!! Ruby is a close runner-up, followed by Penny

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

uh, probably Ruby, actually. I don't see a lot of people saying that she's their favorite, but I do like the fact that we see facets of her anxiety and inferiority complex underneath the projection of steadfast leader she gives off

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

did you mean any of Team SSSN? actually it's Team FNKI, I went APE when we saw them again in v7 and v8. and the fact that we got to see K and I???!? but didn't get an introduction!! HOW DARE THEY HONORABLE MENTION to Professor Oobleck. his monologue in v2 gives me chills man,

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

Hazel. my man................... a genuinely good man that let himself be led along by his heartstrings second place taken by the Man, the Myth, the Disaster, Qrow.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

I'd say Tyrian, but the weirdo would enjoy it too much. Watts I think deserves more plinko

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

Dumpster Fire Princess Cinder goes in the Grimm Wiggler to atone for her sins

[jaehyunskitten22]

(Poly!) Wonho x Changkyun x Chubby!Reader - Two’s a Party... Part 1

prequel // part one // part two

Summary: You and Changkyun are unlikely childhood best friends- you being the shy chubby girl and him being a flirtatious, traditionally attractive guy. Still you two hit it off, and grow very fond of one another. But what happens when he meets someone new? Is there a place for you in his life anymore? 

AKA- How the hell Changkyun managed to get himself into this mess

(A/N) Hello cutie pies. I would not blame you guys at all if you are angry and annoyed at me for taking so many breaks, but 2020 has been a freaking dumpster fire for literally everyone so I feel like you guys might understand (at least i hope >,<) I love you guys so much, and I don’t want you to forget that you matter, and you’re so important. You’re never alone, and you are capable of doing anything, even if you’re too scared to try <3 the beginning is a little rusty, but I hope you guys enjoy! xx

Changkyun and you had been friends for too long to remember at this point. You two had grown up together in the same school and at first he seemed almost a little cold and slightly arrogant and flirtatious; he was mouthy and couldn’t resist a challenge. You were so shy and quiet, being giggly and chatty within your circle of friends but to others not so much. You wanted to avoid conflict and he was often right in the middle of it.

That’s why people were so often confused by the way he had taken an interest in you, how he would hang around you and try to get you to open up; he did like a challenge after all. Everyone just assumed that he would give up eventually as he never seemed to be able to get you to talk, but they were then shocked to see your friend groups slowly blend together, and how you and Changkyun had grown inseparable.

It would have been foolish to say that you weren’t attracted to him, he had a tempting cool and relaxed energy around him, like nothing bothered him and that had piqued your (and everyone else’s)  interest. But you quickly realized he was just a big dork, playful and chatty when he wanted to be and it helped dissolve your nervousness around him. He was quietly caring, not liking to express his emotions verbally, but more through small touches, looks, and actions, playing with your fingers when you two sat together or smiling at you if you apologized for getting too excited and chatty about something, always making sure to let you know that he cared about what you had to say and that he was always present to listen, which is what really attracted you to him. 

You had never had a guy take interest in you in the way Changkyun had. He was never ashamed to be seen with you. When girls would come up to him and start to flirt, asking why he was always hanging around you and if you just wouldn't leave him alone, he never hesitated to fill in the “boyfriend” role, telling them that he was the one who wouldn’t leave you alone and how he enjoyed your company more than everyone else’s. Sometimes he would finish it off with something he knew would make their heads spin; something like “She’s pretty fucking hot too” with a wink before casually walking away. He never lied about what he said, something that made you almost mortified and you would hit him on the arm, asking why he thought something like that was necessary before rolling your eyes and walking away. He would always trail right on your heels, throwing an arm around your shoulders and tucking you into his side, and leaning down to whisper “Because it's true.” which would just make you groan in response and tell him to quit messing around, but melting into his side nonetheless.

He was attracted to you as well. He couldn’t resist flirting with you, first making you blush and then roll your eyes and laugh at him. He loved your smile and laugh, the way your cheeks would turn rose-y and the happiness in your eyes. When alone in bed together, talking about anything and everything, he would often use your laugh to cut the somber mood that conversations sometimes took, to hide how comfortable he was with you and how he was so open to you emotionally. He would lean up onto his elbow and give you a devilish smirk before going to town on you, throwing his leg over yours to keep you in place if you tried to get away. In these moments he would randomly pick up on something; how you smelled, the way the soft skin of your stomach was peeking from underneath your shirt or how close he was to you, chest heaving and breathless. He would stop then, and let his mind wander, wondering what this would be like if it was caused by his hands doing other things to your body. 

You two had definitely had your close calls; lingering hands in places that a friend’s hands shouldn’t be, subtle shifting of hips and almost kissing, but at the last minute backing off, always being interrupted or thinking better of it at the last second.

These actions made you nervous; you didn’t know what they meant to him or his reasoning behind them, and not knowing scared you. In response, you decided to distance yourself from him, instinctively wanting to protect yourself from things going bad and ruining your friendship.  In your head, it just didn’t seem plausible for him to like you, so it seemed like a bad idea to continue spending time with him to avoid giving him a chance to catch on.

But his feelings for you overwhelmed his mind. He was unable to look at anyone else the way he had begun to look at you, no one else could make him feel the things that you made him feel. He couldn’t figure out what he had done wrong, as you had seemed interested in him before. 

Hoseok came seemingly out of nowhere; at first glance he seemed like a fitness nut, a guy who couldn’t go 15 seconds without trying to shove his lifestyle onto you. But when Changkyun was introduced to him by Hyunwoo, a mutual friend, Changkyun quickly realized that he was just like a big puppy with a bright smile. He was shy but playful with a caring and protective nature, completely contradicting his original assessment’s conclusion: “gym nut alpha male”. 

When they got together you felt threatened; you felt like your spot was being filled by someone else, someone better suited for him and his companionship. Changkyun made it clear that he still wanted you around after they became an official couple, but you just felt too shy to be yourself in front of the both of them. You were very familiar with the way Hoseok looked, how seriously he took the appearance of his body and you were afraid that his attitude towards himself would apply to you as well. You didn’t want to make Changkyun feel uncomfortable or like he had to choose between the two of you if Hoseok ended up being disgusted by you or your appearance so you didn’t even give him the chance to develop an opinion on you.

As Changkyun grew closer to Hoseok, you guys continued to drift apart. He still texted you everyday, of course, but he found himself being hesitant to let those two parts of his life collide. He was confused and conflicted, because despite his slowly emerging feelings for Hoseok, he still couldn’t stop thinking about you. He tried to throw himself into his relationship with Hoseok, seeing if him putting a label on it would make it any easier but it didn’t, and he felt awful for it. 

He had started developing ideas after he and Hoseok had started sleeping together, fantasies of what it would be like to have both of you in his bed. He fantasized what you would be like and what role you would take. What would it be like?

Changkyun liked control, liked telling Hoseok what to do and how to fuck him. Hoseok liked pleasing him, wanted to be good for Changkyun and make him feel good. But you? You seemed completely clueless and like a blank canvas, someone who needed to be taught and taken care of, and that naturally fit in with Hoseok’s personality. Changkyun didn’t often imagine him fucking you, but his boyfriend instead, and him opting to sit behind you and cradle you against his body, holding you close and cooing dirty praises into your ears and telling Hoseok what to do to you, telling him how to take care of their baby. He wanted to watch his innocent Hoseok take your own innocence away, to taint you in the most beautiful ways.

All sorts of sinful and wrong thoughts. 

But there were innocent thoughts too. He often thought about how you would look, curled up between them or against Hoseok’s broad chest. Would he like making you laugh as much as he did? Or would he prefer to dote on and treat you like his little baby? It drove him crazy to think of all of the possibilities. He couldn’t help but wonder if Hoseok would be interested in you in the same way he was. 

So he brought it up to him. He told him that he loved him, and that he would never do anything to purposely jeopardize their relationship and how he and you were just friends currently, nothing more. He opened up about how he had been keeping his distance from you because he felt guilty for how he was feeling and for how much he missed you. 

“But I just can’t stop thinking about her. She’s so sweet and genuine. And loving. So, so loving. She’s caring and- and,” He had been looking at his hands, trying to avoid looking into Hoseok’s eyes. They both were sitting at the foot of their bed, facing one another, and when he looked up at Hoseok he saw that he had an unreadable look on his face, but he didn’t seem upset. He  took a calming breath and finished with  “Everything about her is beautiful. Everything.” He waited for Hoseok to say something and when he didn’t he became embarrassed, opting to flop back onto the bed and throw his arms over his eyes. 

“This is the most passionate I have probably ever heard you be, Kyunnie.” Hoseok slowly came to lay beside his sprawled out form, leaning up on his elbow while looking down at him. Truthfully he didn’t know what to say. He had never thought about this before; about how he would feel if his partner came up to him and expressed interest in another person. 

“I know… and I’m sorry. You obviously don’t have to be okay with this, but I couldn’t stand you not knowing. And I just don’t know what to do...:” He trailed off, wondering if Hoseok would mention the idea himself. 

“I’ve never been in this kind of situation before, Kyunnie. And I don’t really know what our end solution will be, but I would like to meet her…” His voice grew quiet at the end, worrying about what would happen if you didn’t like him, but he wanted to see what you were like. If Changkyun loved you this much, he knew he would like you too. And he wanted to try.

Changkyun felt a little bit of worry settle into his stomach, not knowing how he himself would react to both of the people he had grown to love so much being in the same room together. But he knew that he couldn’t handle being so distant from you anymore either. When Changkyun didn’t say anything Hoseok decided to try and bring you up again, wanting to help him feel more at ease in any way that he could.

“What’s her name, and what does she look like?” Changkyun looked at him and smiled, relieved at the change in direction. He grabbed his phone and pushed Hoseok onto his back so he could cuddle into his chest, and Hoseok responded by wrapping his arm around him and pressing a kiss to his head. Changkyun pulled up his gallery and started swiping through your pictures, a wistful sigh leaving his lips.

“Y/N. Her name is Y/N.”

[stray-tori]

An Innocent Sin & the good gay flashback ft. my descent into madness

I wasn’t sure if I should post this but I mostly want it archived so here we go. This is from like,, September?

So. “An Innocent Sin” is a dumpster fire unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I don’t remember why I decided to read it. maybe I was crazy. Either way... I read it. It soon started to touch upon (very very outlandish) sexual abuse which I thought was interesting. (the angst, not so much some of the wack circumstances surrounding it)

ANYWAY. at some point... we have a flashback. And not just that. It has a gay character.

And it turns rly gay. which mind you, is still in a het smut manwha (that has a “gay” side couple, but still!)

And it destroyed me.

For those who want to read it because I genuinely think the flashback is a decent bit, it’s all the bonus chapters between chapter 77 and 78 I think. There’s a part before that too, but idk where exactly anymore. (It’s on lezhin! or your platform of choosing)

I don’t THINK you’ll need any other knowledge to get the flashback bit? but it’s been a while.

Below the cut (rip mobile users), you can read all of my amazing reactions (all of these were text messages, for context - but I took most of the replies and convos about other things out). Post is also tagged as long post. :))

(i’m serious, this is fucking long)

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Here I am. Liking the gay flashback character. Feck. Main dude is still straight but idk it's cute pff

This is a mess. The girl white hair likes, likes black hair, maybe, but thinks white hair is attractive

What just happened is sth I'd like to know too pff He's so cute tho omg. Watch me melt Can we stay in this flashback before everything got perverted af and before white hair gets assaulted all the time I would send an eyebrow emote if I could Context: he's asking he says it again

Ik it's not mutual but loookkk he's so sweet. He's kinda rude in present time, can't we stay in this flashback forever

I never asked for gay, never expected gay but I got gay

This story is trash why am I still reading it shdhhd

He caught his mom cheating. And now she's forcing him to watch??? What is thissss Well adoptive mom But still sudhdidu what Bitch how dare YOU exist

Save my babyyyy

Yay sister that's not yet a rapist to the rescueee

This flashback is actually just nicer in every way let's just stay here This is a super long flashback btw Idek anymore what triggered it

Okay I think I'm gonna make the sensible decision and let this dumpster fire rest and just go sleep

It was very wild. I kinda wanna see white hair get therapy but it has 90 chapters and I'm at like 30... So I'm very concerned this is gonna be very dragged out. Idek if it's even finished ahahsududi - but I do kinda wanna see where it goes and see more cute Noah (white hair) so. Here we are.

yeahhh like i was down for the sexual abuse angst but then the mother killed the adoptive son's mother bc the dad had a thing for her?? and it was someone a person studying with white hair knew and so he's investigating and I'm like how did this turn into a crime organisation kind of plot

hhhhhhh i... i appreciate these horny things also tackling abuse but it always kind of gives me weird vibes to have both, especially when its very horny. And when people are horny to people who've been abused. Idk but I'd assume... you might try NOT to tie them up if they're frequently bondaged during their assaults. I'm just.... disjdksdj hello?? am i weird?? why are they fine with it???

also this manwha is so wild, theres this murder mystery investigation thing and then theres just a couple doing honry stuff sprinkled in between and i'm like OKAY

they rescued a guy in their basement and he's understandably very traumatized and they're trying to question him cut to our main couple trying bondage which i still dont understand bECAUSE HE'S A RAPE VICITM WHY ARE YOU OKAY WITH THIS the ones questioning arent the main couple of course but idshkjds

like im glad he's somehow okay with all this horny stuff despite his trauma and im glad he can be happy and have a nice relationship but DO WE NEED THIS MUCH OF IT he's very cute tho

i like that even when i try other stuff lezhin recommends me it still has large amount of gay in it

[mei: i mean... that's pretty great, if you ask me]

I mean I agree, I'm enjoying the gay eheheh these tonal whiplashes there's not even that much white space between the panels fhjd nvm it just turned horny goddamn it can there be 1 chapter without fucking? okay, there were the flashbacks

WE ARE BACK IN FLASHBACKS but im not getting the gay relationship, sad

OH WAIT AM I GETTING GAY COMFORT bc thats very good too

OH NNOOO this turned sad very quickly

I'M SORRY IM SPAMMING BUT THIS IS JUST ANGSTY

I'M :((((

different species confirmed

I rly like them :((( I like the current girl too but it's just..... very horny with her. the flashbacks are nice [current tori edit: she’s very unloyal idk why i said I liked her] im weird HHHHH RIPPP 

someone help him he looks so saddddd

not sure if thats the most healthy relationship but I'LL TAKE IT

AWWW black hair's mom cooks mild food for them bc Noah can't eat spicy food :((( im soft

PFFF

I LOVE THE FLASHBACKS :(((

awww

i feel like theyve done much more bonding than noah's current relationship. I mean yes I think its cute when she comforts him, too, but they rarely do anything besides be horny together

OH OH THEY'RE KISSING

best buildup, honestly

the position is hornier than I'd like later here goes hope it stays cute

D-did someone just respect the word "stop"??? I am amazed

i think you might uh. have some trauma stuff too so yknow

Dohye is a little dramatic in his reassurance but it's all rly cute so I'm :(( I like them a lot pls stay like this getting invested in flashbacks is always like: ik it wont stay but pls stay like this

hELP

chapters ending in "i wanna touch him" is never good. I'm scared. Oh okay he didnt do anything. PHEW. He's already better than the girl, can't they just end up together lmao

[Noah was jealous]

w-why do you look so evil dohye haukdhjs

oh. oh no. the horny is starting. pls dont... just be cute forever

DOHYE NO YOU WERE SO DECENT WHY ARE YOU LYING ABOUT KOREAN TRADITIONS TO GET HIM TO DO STUFF HORNY STUFF TOO NO PLS STOP I JUST- WHEEE TvT the manwha is actually less visually horny in the flashbacks but im not sure if its bc its BL which isnt rly the genre of the manwha or if its bc they're still kids basically, which... I'd respect the latter, tho I'd prefer it to be like this constantly haha

okay. he's not respecting stop anymore, but it's also more of embarrassed nature more than "no i dont want this stop" so maybe i can forgive it. Still losing points, but he hugged him and it was sweet so HHHHHHHHHHH NOT SURE HOW I SHOULD JUDGE THIS SITUATION

They [Noah’s family] forbid him to visit his friends house I AM DEVASTATED

understandable they're a rapist, a fucked up murderer mother and a father with a thing for younger women so

tho he dont know any of that but yknow he's so pretty just fucking end me on the spot

hooo

they are boyfriends and ik from the future that his sister is gonna ruin it allll she has those drugs that make visual imaginations feel like they rly happened to the person (dont know if thats real but holy fuck its terrifying) and she's used it before to say that Noah assualted her. and im pretty sure shes gonna use it again bc there was a panel of Noah remembering Dohye being uhhhh intimate with her and thats why Noah began to hate him and im so sad im not ready for it. bc he's denied it in the future and i honestly couldnt see it happening even before that or she drugged Dohye, i guess thats a possibility too

[current tori: oh girl, it’s neither and it’s wack]

which if, btich you gonna die even more enough rambling, more reading. this makes me so sad but also spicy

on the manwha note, he thinks Noah doesnt like his family bc he's adopted and doesnt feel comfy which....... fair enough i suppose. and he's so cute im gonna melt just looK AT THIS 

SHUt UP, IM GONNA CRY

OH MY GODDDD he ate like ice and gum and all that, and Dohye assumed it was bc of the more spicy food and got rl worried, but he was just trying to get the smell out of his breath bc he wanted to kiss him ukhsdjs HOW CAN YOU BE SO CUTE HELLLOOOOOOOOO

look at them. LOOK AT mY BABIESSSS

how am i ever gonna care about the main couple again aww he-he wanted to go to the same highschool as him :((( im sad bc i know its not gonna happennnnnn

[mei: also at this point, you're literally never gonna care about them. i don't even know the main couple that well and i honestly don't care about them whatsoever.]

WAIT NO they're actually going to the same school awww ik it wont take long until sister fucks it up for them but for now theyre so sweet ohmygodddd

cant he move in with them, fuck his family honestly

dohye he's not a fucking pokemon iukhsdjs

oh. its. turning horny i am displeased with this development but i guess its natural for their relationship however COULD YOU DO IT AT HOME AND NOT IN SOME DUSTY SMALL ROOM how do ppl do this i like that the comments too are just "... is anyone still carng about the other girl?" sakjds

this is the best 3 panels in existence.

h-he just took your hand dohye idk what to tell you

[mei: "you blush at everything i do" god if that isn't me, idk what is]

awww its cute dohye is getting bonus points bc he invited Noah over while his mom wasnt home, they watched some sexual stuff and he DIDNT try to do anything what is this where can i get more of this

"well im not okay"

MY BABIESSSS 

they still didnt do much btw they're just kinda exploring and its honestly nice TvT I dont want this to ever endddd

[Dohye sees Noah’s sister and approaches her] N O

N OOOO

this is the starttttt of something.......... TERRIBLEEEE 

:((( babyyyy

I AM EMO

Noah was drugged im sure. hes having dreams and waking up in pain and the sister is asking doyhe over I DONT LIKE THISSSSSSS OH HE DECLINED

OKAY OKAY he saw him with her again but it was from behind and im not sure if it rly happened??? oh no this is terrible. Noah :((( poor child

i am so emo about this

[reminder he’s been abused TvT]

[the sister: “Don’t you want to know why?”]

i will. murder someone he called to ask her to delete his number btw what is this manwha but this is just gonna make it that more tragic when whatever happens that breaks them apart :(((

he's such a good bf but Noah just wont TELL him his side I'M SO SAD

I AM SO SAD

No

NO

It cant end im actually tearing up nooo you were so cuteeee and happpyyy

[*sister is telling dohye to come to the gym hall*]

what else is she gonna do she already teared [current tori: ahem... T O R E] them apart THAT'S NOT DOYhE. THATS NEVER HIM. OH MY GOD. is it a look alike??? damn, she's dedicated to just. ruining it, huh

I’M

I’M SO SAD

now he's switching SCHOOLS NO NOOOOO how will i ever find happiness againnnn NO they're misunderstanding further they're not talking properly i mean i get it but oh my god

I'M :((( 

NO NOOOO pls make up in the future at least omg he tried to clear it up tooo ahhh i dont even have hopes for them getting back together but i just i want them to clear it up im crying first manwha to make me cry and it's this dumpster fire ahaha maybe a little too bc it kinda hit a little close to home i guess but goddamnn ittttt they were so cuteee and so happy and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OH NO. Noahs getting drugged and assaulted. And he's realizing it happened before, he just forgot. I am. so sad it's not horny drawn either which i appreciate but MY HEART NO

N O DONT YOU DARE MAKE THIS WORSE

Im. gonna cry more 

Doyhe kept an eye on him im so emo :(( but he thought he was doing well enough and gave up.... Im im so sad no i want you to make up and get back together its all just a stupid........... MEHHHH will i ever find sth like this flashback again

[mei: p-probably not, no]

i am so devasted i dont even wanna go back to the main couple just fucking. i want this relationship back :(((( but i guess the investigation might end up somewhere so hhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhh the baker manwha had a similar flashback feeling so. i just gotta find more of that haha

BUT THIS WAS SO SAD??? im so emo

[Dohye got kidnapped // the flashback commentary stops here but I think my descend into madness is pretty funny too]

OH YEAH THAT HAPPENED. THE FLASHBACK WAS SO LONG I FORGOT. NOOOO SAVE HIM. JESUS CHRIST PLS JUST ONE GOOD THING

its. actually rly smart to have another, more focused on them flashback, before the arc where he gets kidnapped by the rapist murder household so. good job. from a meta perspective but also NO but also. maybe theres hope for them making up at least after all :(((

[main couple kissing] this is. very weird now. but im glad he has someone, he deserves it but dohyeeeee

and switching to sex, YET AGAIN now i wanna see this EVEN LESS THAN I DID BEFOREEEE it's even.... a threesome now with one of the other characters why are you like this why can't you be. like in the flashback i am so upset HAHHHHH WHEEEZEEEE

I am just stop fucking jesus christ PLEASE I DONT WANNA SEE IT ANYMOREEEEE

im just stop the horny pls just tell me who that new guy is and why doyhe likes him so much

[mei: this manwha is a fucking mess but at least we got your lovely commentary out of it]

dhsuksj thanks i feel honored at least i got cute BL out of it before everything went [back] to shit

[mei: THAT TOO]

[...]

tbh im getting kinda mad about doyhe... i dont... feel like he'd just fall instantly for a guy who looks like Noah... but eh not my character

i just want closure for dohye at this point, fuck everything else ... not literally pls theres already too much of that

pls get it together for like 1 chapter is the investigation even still happening i am so confused save dohye plEASE wait what i have less than 10 episodes left Dont tell me this shit isnt even wrapped up yet

[Dohye is having a breakdown over the Noah double not coming to see him anymore]

yeah i this... doesnt feel like Dohye... at all... Even when Noah was rejecting him he was just kind of... taking it with some humor and maybe he was a little desperate and risky sometimes but... oh well... i do want him to get better but... im having a hard time believeing this development??? he never seemed overly anxious or anything. but who knows what else they did to him. Sister can still go fuck off tho

[...]

i mean. i liked the flashbacks a lot honestly??? it stayed simple and focused on the dynamics and less trying to balance smut with murder plots

[dm partner: NO THAT'S WHAT I MEAN LIKE CLEARLY THE AUTHOR CAN MAKE A GOOD STORY SO I'M JUST... CONFUSED AS TO WHY THEY DIDN'T STICK WITH SOME SOFT, FLUFFY BL ROMANCE MANWHA AND DECIDED TO MAKE WHATEVER THIS IS INSTEAD ]

okay i dont care bc dohye is currently getting assaulted nobody asked for this why i just. this is terrible. he was... so sweet. he doesnt deserve this. nobody does of course but jesus christ pls someone save him at least its not horny visually, one saving grace

ah... the assult is back to being depicted horny-ly thank you for nothing

[... removed some general confusion about the plot]

YES. SOME SHIP FOOD.

i am. suffering i mean i cant stop but GOD

okay so apparantly. the sister. has just an arsenal of people who look like other people Dohye, then Noah... and even Noah's GF??? this is ridiculous??

one good message 

why 

did you feel the need to add that [actual tired rage]

im gonna die this manwha is gonna kill me im laughing but im suffering oh hes arrested great and thats the end and the last update was in january of this year

why AS IN NOAH IS ARRESTED nobody who actually did anything is arrested What is this why is this AHHH I at least wanted the complete-ness of finishing this but now I'M JUST SUFFERING

[ mei: I MEAN TO BE FAIR I'D BE SUFFERING TOO BC JUST... WHAT THE FUCK I HAVE?? MANY QUESTIONS?? AND MANY CONCERNS BC THIS MANWHA IS JUST... AN EXPERIENCE ]

its an experience allright WELL

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yup that’s it.

in my head, in a twist of events Dohye and Noah make up and are actual endgame. Something like that must exist out there but I won’t ask because it’d destroy the surprise and ruin the point.

That’s it.

Have a nice day.

[peachyteabuck]

treason against kingly youth, pt i of ii

summary: somehow, you survived the 2020 election. now, all you have to do is get a know-nothing white man into the senate. should be easy enough. 

pairing: chris evans x reader

words: 3223

trigger warnings: rpf, white dudes doin White Dude Things

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For a moment, just a moment, you allow yourself to breathe, really breathe. One, big breath in that clears the stress from your muscles, drops your shoulders, lets your whole body sag against the decade-old chair that you’re surprised hasn’t crumbled under the weight of your ever-tense body and its corresponding sins.

It’s a mere six feet away that everyone else you’ve worked with for the past three years with – the people you went through sleepless nights, long road trips, greasy food from mom and pop diners with the middle of assfuck nowhere, registering voters and writing up another plan for every fucking thing wrong with America (low teacher pay? Check. Electoral college ruining democracy? Check. Criminalization of homosexuality? Check. Private school sucking the life out of public schools? The monopoly artificially inflating prices on glasses up to 400%? The disparity between the number of men’s and women’s bathrooms in federal buildings? Check, check, check) – each and every person celebrates with wine and whiskey and any other alcoholic beverages they can get their underpaid hands on. It’s not even the cheap stuff, no, this is top shelf liquor. This is D-Day, “we’ve got an hour before the nuclear missile hits” liquor.

There are two times people go this all-out on their spirits – the end of the world, and the end of an election (though, to some, they’re the same thing).

But not you. Never pitiful little you. Pitiful little campaign manager you doesn’t rest, doesn’t get to stop pulling rabbits out of hats and money from single moms and votes out of college students.

There’s three TVs in front of your desk, each playing a different news station and each anchor drowning the others out. It’s a cacophony of white noise, and not because

The only voice, the only singular voice that has cemented itself into this far, previously blissfully unattended corner of your brain. You can hear her, feel her own on your shoulder – you can see her leaning against her old desk nestled in her home back in Massachusetts.

“I want you to be my chief of staff. You ran my campaign better than I could have asked for, and I would be incredibly lucky and blessed to have you run my White House.”

Your own voice rings next, always shakier than the time previous.

“I can’t do that,” your sigh gets deeper each time, too. “You know I can’t.”

Somehow, her voice always gets more confident. It’s one of those things about her, about the way she carries herself. If she’s faking that confidence you’d never know. “I know, but I’ll always tell you that there’s a place for you at the White House as long as I have something to say about it.”

In the sea of blue and red and white confetti and streamers and all the other shit people use to celebrate when their party wins an election, the thick, bleached white of your laptop screen stares back at you more menacingly than any Republican – winning or losing - you’ve ever met.

You’d like to think you are the kind professional that is never caught off guard, the kind of woman who can expect anything. But as the email that’s derailed your plan for the next four years stares back at you, the all-caps subject line feels more like the headlights of an 18-wheeler to a deer in the middle of a highway than an excellent career opportunity.

Still, with malt liquor in hand, you allow yourself a moment to breathe. Maybe, just maybe, it’ll make all of this just a little bit easier.

A little less than five hundred miles away, Christopher Robert Evans is the drunkest he’s ever been, surrounded by the same men he’s known since his freshman year of high school, yelling nonsensically as one of his current senators becomes the president-elect of the most power country on Earth.

The only coherent thing to leave the man’s mouth the entire night is oh so wonderfully caught on a friend’s iPhone and will – quite likely – be posted to some social media site by the next morning.

The video (which you will eventually be seeing at your first meeting with the Boston native) shows him in a Harvard sweatshirt (a university he did not attend), deep blue skinny jeans, and a Patriots hat balanced just enough to show his (possibly) thinning hairline. There, between his two best friends, he screams in his played-up Boston accent at the top of his lungs:

“I’M GOING TO BE A SENATOR, BITCHES!”

But you, back in D.C., are blissfully unaware of the long road ahead of you. So, you enjoy your malt liquor, and your small bit of quiet on election night – a sign of the muted calm before the political shitstorm ahead of you.

You end up not replying to said email the next morning (see: seven hours later after falling asleep in your chair for about five hours and then browsing angry GOP Twitter accounts while cackling into a cup of the blackest coffee you’ve ever tasted for the other two), confirming you’d be willing to work for Christopher Robert Evans’ campaign to run for the current president-elect’s soon-to-be open senate seat.

Or, at least confirming you’d speak to the Evans family to talk about running the campaign of the whitest man under the age of forty you’ve ever seen. Whether or not you ended up attempting to control what is likely another dumpster-fire campaign in a series of dumpster-fire campaigns. Harris is the one that comes to mind, but drawing any parallels between that woman and this man feels borderline offensive.

Plus, her senate run was successful. And she held elected office before that.

Why did you agree to do this again?

Right, you need money. So much money. All of the money. At least enough money that you can be bought from straight under the White House, which just so happens to be the amount the Evans estate offered you in exchange for your services.

Maybe that’s why you’ve found yourself in a conference room in an expensive office building, looking up at Chris Evans as his face turns red and your heart rate picks up.

“I’m Massachusetts’s best choice!” he screams, slamming his hands onto the table – a rich brown you sort of wish you could afford to have in your own home back at the capital. Your estate sale table, even with the coat of white paint you gave it after buying it, still can’t hold a candle to the beautiful grooves and smooth top.

But this isn’t time to yearn for better interior design prospects. Now is the time to put this moderate democrat man-child in his upper-middle-class place.

“Chris, you’re the best choice for an internship for the fucking EPA,” you nearly hiss. “You’re in the intern in Vice who watched Dick Cheney make deals with those fucking oil businessmen. You’re the shiny faced bastard who watched the world burn while listening to a Walkman. Do you understand me?”

His teeth are barred like he’s about to bite at your face; luckily that man comes with an electric collar and you’ve got the controller.

“Your biggest qualification is you got a five on the AP Gov exam. You have a single living family member who has held elected office in the last five years, and he was in the House of Representatives. The House! He wasn’t even in the chamber you’re gunning to be a part of. You were an econ major with a minor in, what? Poli sci? At a mid-tier university because your family doesn’t have Kushner money to bribe your acceptance letter out of a better one. Your main job after college was working as an accountant for old fraternity because they get audited so often the IRS had to release a public statement saying they were changing their processes for such matter on college campuses. You’re so moderate you’re in the aisle playing legislative mad-libs while everyone fawns over your B+ facial hair and C- chest tattoo. You’re a cute puppy at a for-profit rescue, you’re eye candy on a political television show.

“You’re the type of person who didn’t think that Gillibrand was done for before the second debate. That’s the problem with you. I mean there are lots of problems with you, but that’s the one I’m most annoyed with right now. It’s not that you can’t understand patterns or see what’s going on around you. It’s that you were never forced to. When you walk outside in the dark, I bet you don’t look behind you, you don’t clutch your keys like claws to protect yourself. You know how much pepper spray costs? Do you know what a noisemaker does? No, you’ve never had to. You’ve never had to shield yourself from danger because the rest of the world did that for you.”

It’s then that you realize you’re both standing, your finger jabbed into the Windsor knot of his tie. Still, you don’t stop.

“You are the shell of an actual politician; you represent a safe option for right-adjacent Democrats and moderate Republicans who hate the president’s coalition and women. Especially women of color. You’re the perfect option because you stand for nothing of substance, you do nothing on your own. You’re a cover for old racist white men and moderate white women who need something to attatch their lack of political knowledge to during dinner conversations. Either you shape up, or I’m leaving this campaign and watching your inevitable fall from my office in the White House. I will drink a martini in the West Wing the day you lose, I will release a glowing endorsement of the first liberal who so much as whispers about taking your ass down. Do you understand me?”

The longest few seconds of your life pass with bated breath as you two stand there, chests rising and falling in a synced rhythm with your jaws set. It’s a stand off, neither of you willing to look away from the other’s eyes.

“Do you understand me, Evans?” you bite, getting angrier at each passing Chris says nothing. It’s not the self-reflective kind of silence, it’s the generic peanut butter when you’re too broke to afford the real stuff. It’s pasta before a marathon. It’s ads the radio station plays when they’re out of loops of the latest rape-adjacent pop hit.

It’s a filler. And it’s a bad one.

“¿Te comprende?” You’re almost yelling now, screaming in his face louder than you’ve ever screamed before. “¿Me necesitas para decirlo de nuevo?”

Another heavy pause. Chris’ voice is rough as he speaks, like ten grit sandpaper. “Yeah, I get it. I fucking get it.”

And with that, he grabs his side bag and stomps out of the conference room, grumbling something about high school Spanish and Despacito. You ignore his tantrum – unlike his father, who moves to run after him. You shoot daggers into the silver-haired ca, and he sits back down.

You push the too-sweet aftertaste of canned fruit to the back of your mouth. The thick resume paper slides out of your laptop-case-slash-important papers-folder with ease, the heavy five-hundred word essay on why you hate your job detailed in 12-font Times New Roman, pristine black letters nearly shining in the low light.

“That’s my letter of resignation,” you say, looking your boss dead in the eyes. With his jaw set the way it is, you expect to hear his teeth cracking before you could leave the boardroom.

“You know we can’t accept this,” his father says with a tone that’s much too close to a laugh. A nervous laugh, but one that makes you feel like he’s treating you as if you were a joke nonetheless. “You’re our only hope for this race.”

The second sheet of paper - or, rather, the small stack with a staple in the top right corner perfectly perpendicular to the nearest corner - hits the table next. “Then, these are my demands. Let me know by midnight tonight if you can meet them or not so I know whether or not to accept a job somewhere else.”

With that, you pick up your coat and leave.

The driver, a single mom in her mid-forties who is helping put her only son through college, laughs when you enter the backseat of her vehicle. It’s not condescending, not something you feel offended by. Rather, shame paints your face.

“Did Mr. Evans-Junior snap?” She asks as she pulls away. Her tone is knowing, too knowing. How long has she worked for the Evans anyway?

You sigh, then scream into your hands. The woman in front of you doesn’t flinch, doesn’t move a muscle as she waits for your reply. “He’s an idiot.”

The woman laughs. “That’s not what I asked, and I know you know that.”

You’re tempted to scream again, only a little louder. You don’t. “He snapped. I snapped,” you sigh again as you watch out the window. It’s late, too late for traffic to be like this. Fuck Boston. “Now I want to go home and take off my bra and wash off my make up and ger super drunk and shave all my hair off and quit my job and become a sheep herder in Iceland.”

The woman doesn’t disagree, doesn’t negate. She gives you the wonderful gift of silence until she drops you off, waving you goodbye.

“You have a good night,” she calls.

“I’ll do my best,” you shout back.

You’re alone in your apartment, dressed in the most comfortable (and expensive) pair of pajamas you own with red wine and some playlist titled an artsy version of “my life is very sad and my world is falling apart so I bought a $200 bottle of alcohol and hope I cry off my name-brand make up before I have to reemerge into the eyes of polite society,” when you get the text you’ve been dreading. It’s Chris, with his perfect capitalization and punctation and lack of emoji use. You’ve seen the way he texts the rest of the team, his family, his friends. He only pulls that shit with you.

Fuck, you think as you open the message. That kid’s really gotta loosen up. Isn’t weed legal in Massachusetts? He’s a Democrat, there’s no excuse.

He’s asking if he can come over, because of course he is. You’re just lucky the message is something closer to “I feel bad and wish to speak about it with you in person” instead of the crass “u up” you expected. Still, when the three dots at the bottom of the screen appear once again, you assume it’s going to be a picture of his junk that loads.

“Please,” is all the text says.

You acquiesce, sending him something akin to a “Fine but if you step out of line again your ass is going to be explaining why you fucked up to the cold-as-fuck pavement outside.”

You hear the knock at your door thirty minutes later (you often forget how shitty Boston traffic is), opening it to reveal the saddest white boy you’ve ever seen in your short life.

His chestnut hair is disheveled enough to indicate he’d had half of a sleepless night. This is the most casual you’ve seen him – basketball shorts with another Godforsaken Harvard hoodie with Nike sneakers – bags under his eyes completing the “sad frat boy who probably just flunked a chem exam” kind of look.

“Can I come inside?” he asks.

You sigh, trying to figure out how your life came to this. A jerk of your chin allows him entry into your small apartment, every surface littered with physical copies of presentations and a map of Massachusetts covered in stickers and sticky notes and scribbles of poll numbers from past campaigns. To Chris’ untrained eye it all looks like the homestead of a serial killer, but to anyone else on his campaign it’s his ticket to the senate. Politics is a game, a game with very public winners and losers and those who fall between; anyone who doesn’t study all of those outcomes is destined to find themselves either a) in a vacation home in the hills of Vermont drunk as hell, or b) running for president.

(You’ve considered how likely both of those possibilities are, and part of you fears he’ll do both).

There’s a heavy, awkward silence that falls over the room as you both sit down, facing each other.

“So,” you ask awkwardly. “Do you want, uh, a beer…or something?”

Chris shakes his head. “No, I’m, uh, I’m alright. Thanks.”

You sigh a little, relieved. “Good, because all I have is very expensive red wine and judging by our past interactions it is not worth having it spilled all over my white carpet.”

For a moment it’s obvious he doesn’t realize that you’re kidding, but after a few seconds of a facial expression that’s a perfect blend of concerned, rejected, and confused – he lets a little smile get past his façade.

“Yeah, uh,” he laughs. “That sounds like a bitch to clean up.”

What follows is a few minutes of incredibly awkward silence as he looks around your house once more and you take the opportunity to look at him.

It’s weird to see him in this state – it’s weird to see him as something human.

Still, you want to snap at him when he breaks the quiet.

“I want to do better,” he says, voice small. He avoids meeting your eyes, wrings his hands while he looks at the floor. “I thought about what you said and I,” he sighs. “I’m sorry. I want to do better…for you.”

You sigh, placing your red wine on the side table next to you before clasping your hands together. “Look, if you’re winning this election for me-“

“I’m not,” Chris says way too defensively. You let it slide for your own sanity.

“If you’re doing this for me, you’re going to be disappointed. Mostly because what your father wants and what I want are two very different things,” Chris opens his mouth to speak again but you hold you hand up to silence him. “Listen, I have a few rules with my clients. The first one is don’t lie to me. We can talk around this all day outside the boundaries of this home, but if you can look me in the eye on my couch while I drink my wine and tell me you’re doing this for a love of the people or whatever, I’m going to need you to leave.”

Chris gives you a single silent nod.

“But, if you want to win this shitshow…” you drink the rest of the glass in a single gulp. “Then, yeah. Let’s fucking do this.”

Chris lights up.

“But, I have some rules.”

He nods silently, allowing you to continue.

You count off on your fingers. “Don’t lie to me. When I ask a question, answer it. If I don’t ask a question, answer it anyway. I want to know everything, got it?”

Chris nods.

“The only time I don’t want you to speak is when I tell you to shut the fuck up. You got that, too?”

Chris nods again.

“Good, then I have a sneaking suspicion this will work out just fine.”

[themannerofblytheology]

The Manner of Bly Theology

In the wise words of CS Lewis there is no such thing as Christian literature and non-Christian literature, rather good literature and bad. My father and I enjoyed taking this concept to its extreme. We went as far as to say that the bible is not even Christian literature. And given the relative age of the concept of a Christian when looked at in context of the Jewish tradition and the fact that Jesus critiqued his people’s tradition from within the house so to say... I find that statement to be a beefy enough leg for me to stand on. However, that is beside the point.

I personally believe <The Haunting of Bly Manor>  would fall squarely in the good literature category if not, dare I say, the great category. I will not begin to posit what CS Lewis would think of a series with an open only queer lead and  protagonist in the savior figure were he alive today. His work would not lead one to believe that he is very affirming of queer identities and sexual orientations though he may be accepting from a theological standpoint. To drill down into what I mean by affirming and accepting:

Affirming refers to religious organizations that openly support of LGBTQ+ identities and sexual orientations. It means the community welcomes the LGBTQ+ person to embrace their identities and enjoy the same rights and privileges of their heterosexual neighbors. This includes, but is not limited aspects such as capability to serve in leadership and ability to both legally and ceremonially marry. 

Accepting refers to religious organizations which accept that one’s identity of gay or bisexual may not be a sin worthy of a one-way ticket to hell, but puts limitations on how that person can then behave and still be moral “within the will of God”.

As a wee caveat before we move on, there are most likely official and more in depth definitions of affirming and accepting (maybe even  a different word) religious organizations, but I will direct you to the all knowing google or your favorite search engine for that one.

Nevertheless, I get a sense that in the sequel to this life CS Lewis would not care very much. He is far too busy waiting for God to lift the gates to Life at its Fullest. Furthermore, I get a strong sense that in this waiting period CS Lewis would also be very happy to leave those conversations up to the nudging of God. If you would like to learn more about the Spirit led insights which lead to conclusions lying outside of the written word (which God is rather known for giving) I suggest you read the introduction to the book “Crucifixion of a Warrior God” by Gregory Boyd. There he lays out a rather well thought out case for such realities.

 Before we begin, I would like to take the time to clarify a few things. Before that even, this aspect of the discussion precedes any ranking and must be acknowledged. There is a longstanding, painful history between the religious community and the LGBTQ+ community. This is made more distressing given one of the most prominent and prolific modern theological writers of the Christian faith (that is my perspective), CS Lewis, did not appear to have affirming theological perspectives. 

My response it this: much like how CS Lewis described his thoughts on Christianity in his radio talks which later became the book “Mere Christianity”, if you find what I write useful, I am glad. If not please chuck it into the nearest dumpster fire or forgo engaging with the content at all. 

The first is as a fledgling member of the LGBTQ+ community I would like to recognize that my interaction with <The Haunting of Bly Manor> and my relationship with theological texts associated with Protestant Christianity has limits. I am barely out to myself and I have little to no connections with queer community. Additionally, I am not a theologian nor a very learned human in the topic of sociology and gender studies. In fact, my higher education has placed me firmly in the realm of hard science with a touch of business.  Thus, I am likely to make as many if not more mistakes than those with the more applicable degrees. I certainly hope (Lord willing and the creek don’t rise) that the work I do does not bring further harm. Still, I know I will most likely make an offense or two. When I do floc up, I certainly hope to be corrected and I shall attempt to take it in stride with grace. 

The second bit is, I will only be sharing what has stood out to me.  My understanding of how <The Haunting of Bly Manor> captures, cultivates and develops the seed of all good stories fondly reminds me of the Gospel story found in the Judeo-Christian traditions. The hope is by sharing what I find interesting, you may also find it helpful. 

The third point being the last one I have at this time is that I do not think it was the creators intention to have theological parallels within their story. Sitting down in the writers room, I do not believe they wrote this series to live as an allegory to the one we find in the Christian religious text (hitherto known as “The Bible”). That however does not stop me from making known the parallels I found and finding joy there in.

If this concept intrigues you, I am excited to share with you what I have and hope to journey with you on this for as long as we walk.

Sincerely,

Them of the Dance

[eat-worms]

Disclaimer:

This is an extremely disorganized Sanders Sides orange side name theory. I wrote it at some ungodly hour idk how long ago and just never came back to it. I'm too lazy to edit it, so uh, here it is. I'm very sorry. Enjoy. (current notes in orange)

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yo yo yo

ok so I was doing some research into greek names to think of names for my own personal sides. and I found this one thing,,,ok

so it's part of Platos theory of the 3 divisions of the soul. In the books I've read they were just described as the ____, (I dont know what this is supposed to say?) the spirited and the desiring which I knew was similar to other philosophical ideas of Logos Pathos and Ethos but this was a bit different cuz I'm pretty sure that's used for convincing people of an argument,,,? ANYWAY I was looking up this one thing and it turns out they DID have names:

Logos, Eros and Thumos

or that's connected

idk its wikepedia and it's hard to focus

BUT DOESNT THAT SOUND FAMILIAR?!?!

well ok.

so you know that one moment in DWIT where Logan is listing off the Seven Deadly Sins and Virgil makes THAT FACE. I've always been hung up on THAT FACE like its GOTTA be a reference to a dark side right?!?! and it cuts to him RIGHT when Logan says wrath but Virgil looked like he was already ready to make the face or was making in (making in...?) .... so maybe it isnt just wrath?

(oh sorry, if it wasnt clear yet this is an orange side theory) (lol this is a mess)

Ok so Thumos is like. Wrath. Anger. Desires. Greed. the works.

and the way wikepedia describes it its like.... It needs to work in conjunction with Logos or Logic to function. Homeric Heros need to TALK to their Thumos so they can proceed

AND ISNT THAT JUST SO SANDERS SIDES OF THEM???

And it would fit with the foil theory that I am so desperately clinging tooooooo

oh and Thumos kinda sounds like Thomas and how wacky would it be for the last dark side to have a name that sounds like Thomas. but it may need to be tweaked. Like throw in a "us" at the end to fit with the dark sides aethetic? Thymus? (it's also spelled with a Y I think? it's not clear (how is it not clear😂?) ) Are there names that are semi normal that sound like Thymus? Or is his name just gonna be Thymus? maybe it's like how Patton is "on" and not "an" like Roman and Logan so maybe the only rule for dark sides is the S....... wait what vowels havent been used yet??? A E... e???

Thymes

lol

I o u y (I think this is me listing the vowels lol)

yeah and Thymys is weird so my guess is Thymus or Thumos or Thymes or Thumes (LOL Thumes spewen Fumes....cuz...hes wrath...ahem) (very funny)

yeah I'm not sure this is really all over the place, I'm gonna have to read more about this and come back and edit this messsssss...... BYE 👋👋

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If anyone is willing to try and add on this dumpster fire then go right ahead!😅

[gen-is-gone]

hello! i rlly enjoyed your atla post and was wondering if you could go into more detail about your "minor bugbear" about aang and vegetarianism. thank you!!

 Happily! (I will note here: I am a mixed-race white person from the US, and culturally if not religiously christian. I am most definitely not an expert on Tibet, the Himalayas, or Buddhist traditions more generally, and these are just observations that could easily be total misunderstandings! Unfortunately a lot of my sources are limited to Wikipedia as it is close to hand and in English; I’m not thrilled at some of the tone the articles write in, nor with the fact that many of their cited sources are from visiting Westerners.) Also, ack, I’ve been away from my computer for a week and a half, and just saw this message now, whoops.

So, @star-anise has been prompting some really excellent discussions about medieval agricultural practices that started way back several months ago by pointing out that based on the canonical years-long seasons Westeros has, ASoIaF/GoT’s cultures really shouldn’t look anything like Wars of the Roses-era Europe. Essentially, the harsher your winters, the less food you can get and keep via any amount of agriculture, and the more has to come from other means, most frequently hunting, fishing, and animal husbandry.

In regards to AtLA, the Air Nomads are pretty heavily based on Buddhist monks, specifically Tibetan Buddhists. Now, Buddhism’s stance on vegetarianism and the ethics of eating meat is complicated, varies hugely by region, and goes back literally over a thousand years. Relevant to my entirely minor and ridiculous nitpick is the fact that Tibet, a country located in the northern mountainous region of Asia known as the Himalayas, is not by and large vegetarian, and Tibetan monks do not have a particularly strong tradition of vegetarianism, because it would be next to impossible to keep a strict vegetarian diet without significant outside trade of food grown at lower altitudes. Traditional Tibetan cuisine, when not suppressed by Chinese cultural colonization, focuses heavily on meat and dairy products (think the famous butter tea) as well as stews, dumplings, and other dishes made with tsampa (flour made from a type of barley), a winter staple crop that fares a lot better than other cereal grains at high altitudes and with long winters.

Tenzin Gyatso, the 14th Dalai Lama (after whom two beloved Avatar-verse characters, both air bending masters, were named) encourages vegetarianism to those who are able, but does not wholly abstain from meat both for health reasons and to accept offered dishes in his role as a dignitary and diplomat to other countries.

Some more sources, though unfortunately two of these are pay-walled academic texts:

Himalayan fermented foods : microbiology, nutrition, and ethnic values by Dr. Jyoti Prakash Tamang 

Food of Sinful Demons: A History of Vegetarianism in Tibet by Dr. Geoffrey Barstow

Tibetan political activist in exile Jamyang Norbu writes on food and restaurant culture in Tibet

Now, AtLA is fantasy, and the Air Nomads are not actually Tibetan, nor even exclusively based on Tibetan culture. The four Air Temples that we see in AtLA are all fairly mountainous, and the Southern (ie, Aang’s home) and Northern Temples are both close to their respective poles. However, there’s no reason not to assume that the Air Nomads simply live in a different environment than Earth. It’s easy enough to handwave an explanation as simple as: there are more staple crops that grow in the high mountainous regions where the Air Temples tend to be located; and/or up until their genocide, they had enough trade with outside cultures to sustain a vegetarian diet, hence Aang’s distaste for meat being so strong he’s willing to dumpster dive for vegetables in the Fire Nation (which honestly I feel like would be way more into seafood on their end, given the whole island-cluster thing.) But who knows!

I hope that sort of addresses your curiosity! Honestly, it’s a very minor detail indeed, and I mostly find it interesting and a little funny, rather than an impediment to enjoying the show. Stuff I’m really potentially interested in, if we are going to assume the Air Nomads are all universally culturally vegetarian, is Aang’s culture shock while traveling with two people from the Southern Water Tribe, (an Inuit-based culture that is most definitely meat-centric) and how their early camping trips must have played out when Sokka’s primary practical role in the early days was hunter/food provider. Stuff like that is always fun to headcanon about.

Also, there are very sad headcanons to mine about Aang being the only person left who knows how to make butter tea, and him missing it, esp if as implied they got their milk from flying bison rather than yaks, given Appa is male, and there don’t seem to be too many other sky bison still around either.