#live and let people ship whatever they want ♡

[entusiastshipper]

Happy Birthday to my favorite lovebirds!! 🎉💖💖

(Based on this song!)

(Suggestive, drugs ig)

#klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #the umbrella academy #klive #also five is an adult here:) #au where five never left and he and klaus escaped together! #i love themmm #and i have been working on this a whole year damn it #live and let people ship whatever they want ♡ #entusiast art! #Spotify

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 🔞 | Oneshot

"Does he even pay you?"

Tags/Warnings: Idol!Jungkook, fuckboy!Jungkook, friends with benefits situation, major angst, mentions of sex work, smoking, smut, god so much filth, Dom!Jungkook, big dick JK but what's new, did I mention angst?, protected sex, multiple rounds, multiple positions, a brief thighjob, so many feelings

Length: 7k+ words

There is no taglist for this fic. This is a Oneshot.

♥━━━━━━━━━━•.♡.•━━━━━━━━━━━━♥

"How does it feel to be a celebrity and ending up with me?" You wonder at him over the music, making him frown before he shakes his head, pulling you in by your hands he's holding.

"What're you talking about babe?" He argues softly, letting go of your hands to hold your waist now. "I've got the prettiest girl at my side, in my opinion. Can't complain whatsoever." He tells you into your ear, voice raised a bit and slightly raspy from his last smoking break.

You just shrug, enjoying the music when some people approach you, talking to Jungkook about something you don't listen in on, even though he's still holding you close. It's none of your business, you really don't want to get too involved with his work and everything around it, but it's clear that he likes to do exactly that.

Jungkook wants you around all the time. Doesn't matter if it fits the scene and situation, if he can invite you or bring you along, he will.

Fans don't know your connection to him. They constantly battle it out in comment sections that you're just a translator, nothing else, that you're staff so of course you have to travel alongside him. And just how they can seem to connect everything to dating if it fits their 'ship' they've got inside their minds, they're also talented in finding thousands of (sometimes frankly ridiculous) reasons as to why it cannot possibly be true either.

While before, someone wearing the same jewelry as Jungkook was a confirmation of a relationship, with you its just pure coincidence. You're an adult woman, you can choose whatever necklace or ring you want, that doesn't mean you're dating him. You're wearing the same t-shirt he wore just a day ago? Maybe you just own the same, or he was nice enough to lend it to you for one reason or the other. Seen near his hotel room? Well of course, you're staff!

The truth is, that you're not even staff at all- but you're also not dating him.

Jungkook has become awfully… comfortable in his trust that fans will brush off every rumor floating around. It's why he's shamelessly grabbing your tits from behind right now just for the fun of it, lips kissing your neck as you slap them off to hold your waist instead. "They'll call it AI-generated or something." He laughs, but you can't shake off the feeling of doubt about that. "And there's no one here filming anyways. It's a private VIP zone, so relax baby." He chuckles, swaying you with him to the beat.

He's right that this is a secluded zone- but that's never stopped anything ever before, did it. One random Instagram live where you're both seen in the background and it's over. For both of you.

"Let's go back to the hotel though. I'm horny as fuck." He laughs, making you roll your eyes with red cheeks to go with.

Jungkook is a shameless person- he doesn't see anything wrong with the things he says or does if they're not hurting anybody. He's got his own opinions and he stands by them, only ever shifting his stance if there's undeniable evidence of him being wrong shown to him. And he also enjoys the more physical aspects of love.

Jungkook enjoys sex to its fullest.

He used to sleep around quite often, his charm and also wealth and status enough to make the act of finding someone willing fairly easy. Most wouldn't be believed anyways if they openly said he'd slept with them- he made sure they never took pictures or god forbid videos, and he also never stayed the night, most of the time preferred the security of his own home where he could politely tell them to leave after the deed was done, his reasoning always having to do something with his work.

'I'm sorry, I got called up to the studio.'

'Fuck I forgot I had a flight early morning tomorrow.'

'I'm really sorry, ah this is awkward, but my manager just told me to a live now, and I can't have you being seen.'

You knew he did this. You were staff at some point, after all, even if not hired by his company but rather outsourced during a particularly demanding schedule and many other employees sick due to a viral infection going around in the office building.

You'd been just another victim of his. But somehow, he ended up biting down too hard- making him taste blood, Primal hunger awakened at the mind-blowing experience he'd had, an odd need to keep you just for himself having blossomed from it all. You were a keeper, you still are- and while it's not really love, it's good enough for him. Close enough.

He reminds you, regularly, that it's not love, with how he never claims to love you, avoids the topic altogether, always tells others you're just very close even when it's obvious just like tonight that you're a little too close to just be something casual. But he enjoys your presence nonetheless. Like a dear friend, just with some deeper layers to it.

Some staff call you his personal prostitute. And in a way, you do sometimes feel like that.

Jungkook is that kind of man who could have sex first thing in the morning. Doesn't even have to wake up fully- if you touch him just a bit, he'll come to life in an instant, if he's not sporting a boner already. He enjoys the exhaustion he feels afterwards, always pushes you past your first and second O, keeps his own saved up for the very last stretch all the time. He draws it out to high heavens, has trouble calling it quits.

Shower sex he's mastered, knows exactly where to step and what position to get into to make it as safe as possible. He loves having you on his large sofa, leather easy to clean after you're both done. Sixty-nine is his favorite dinner for two, though he has to admit that lately, he's been enjoying the more closer positions a lot more. Spooning from behind, lotus, you name it- you've become more than just an outlet for him.

He doesn't know what they call you behind his back. What your unofficial status is. They'd never admit that to him, because why would they? No one wants to get on his bad side if they don't have to.

He's on his phone, free hand on your thigh as you both sit in the back of the car that's driving him back to his hotel. He's gonna get out first, make his way inside, while you'll get in later from the back entrance to not raise any suspicion. It's normal. Routine. You've mastered it by now.

"I'll see you in ten." He winks before he makes his way out the car, rushing past some fans who've found out his location, bodyguards already there to guide him inside the lobby.

"Does he pay you?" The driver chuckles, and you shake your head. "Damn." The elderly man clicks his tongue. "Go find yourself an actual man, dear." He tells you as he parks behind the hotel, watching you move, your phone vibrating in your pocket, before it stops suddenly. "You know what they call you, right?"

"I know." You admit quietly.

"And you're okay with that? You're too sweet to let yourself be used like that. Have some self-worth." The man tells you with a kind tone. "I've seen you around long enough to know that you're kind, and a nice person. Trust me, you can and will find a proper man to love you right. But this?" He shakes his head. "You know he just wants you because you've become routine."

"I know." You repeat again, sighing a little.

"You're not what they say you are. You're just a little soft at heart, hm?" The old guy smiles over his shoulder, watching you unbundled your seatbelt. "Trust me, he won't be sad if you call it quits. I've worked for guys like this for more than thirty years- they'll just jump to the next." He explains, and you smile to yourself, before you nod towards the man. "Never mess with entertainers, sweetheart. They'll always break your heart." he offers.

"I know." You say once more, before you exit the car, and get on your way to Jungkook's hotel room.

You don't officially share one, but he still keeps you around for most of the night. You leave whenever he has to do a livestream or if he wants to go to bed, and you come back if he wants you to- but most nights you sleep alone, because he deems it too intimate for you to stay.

Apparently, sleeping in the same bed is more intimate than spitting on your cunt. Interesting.

When you knock on the door, Jungkook opens. Something's off, you notice it right away, but you don't dwell on it, don't answer. It's none of your business, and he won't tell you anyways, so what's the point in just further inducing his bad mood.

It's quiet as he moves around, since he doesn't talk to you, and you don't know what to say. You wait for him to make his move, and when he doesn't, you get up to grab your sweater you forgot in his room earlier, just to have him stand behind you, hands on your hips. "I didn't forget about you." He chuckles, and you let the fabric slip out of your fingers and back onto the floor as he kisses the crook of your neck.

Maybe jungkook is indeed using you. But you've started to use him just as much, if only to even out the odds, and make yourself feel more than just cheap company.

He slips out of his shirt. You raise your arms to help him take off yours, your naked skin at this point almost a requirement for him every time he takes you. He used to be satisfied with just fucking you somewhere quiet quick and simple to quench his thirst, but over the course of time now nearing an entire year, he's become more and more hungry. Like he wants to crawl underneath your skin at some point, the Idol constantly pushes himself more and more inside your body, not just in a sexual sense. He buys you clothes he thinks will look good on you, has a playlist just for when you're at his place filled with somber lovesongs more about heartbreak than anything else. He claims he didn't look up the lyrics, but you know he's lying. He knows a lot more english than he admits, just so he can pull the 'I don't understand' card whenever he's asked a question he doesn't want to answer.

He lets you wear his clothes without much comment by now, has gifted you jewelry he's worn and liked, laughs any mention of that being 'such a sweet gesture' off if anyone around him mentions it. He's not your boyfriend, but he surely is starting to act like it- maybe the lines are blurring for him just as much as they do for you?

People around you have started betting. On when he's gonna have another one, when you'll be 'swapped out' for something else, or at what point he's gonna make it official that you're indeed more than just nightly company. You don't await that day. It's never gonna come anyways.

"Turn around." He commands, and you do, because that's the easiest way to get where you want to be down the line. Head empty, no thoughts left, fucked stupid by a man who keeps you around for just your body and the familiarity you provide. You don't really mind any longer, long having stopped caring about emotions that are fruitless, bound to rot and die because Jungkook won't ever nurture anything you'd try and plant in his heart. He doesn't want it, and doesn't need it either- if he wants to feel loved, he just has to show his face to his millions of fans always on edge for more content. That's where he gets his love from. Maybe you're just there to feed other desires he can't have fulfilled like that.

He licks his lips as he gazes over your naked upper body, bra long undone by his hands on your back, fingers trained in the routine by now. You remember the surprise he'd shown you when you'd worn one with the clasp up front, face so soft and round for just a second that it felt like you'd just slipped into a dream- but his hunger had quickly returned, because Jungkook is a beast never satisfied. He craves more and more, constantly aims for absolute euphoria, never soft, never gentle.

Jungkook bites. He claims, grips, holds and pushes- he's aware over the physical strength he holds over you, and plays around with the fact almost every night. From tugging on your leg to pushing your head down whenever you decide to please him with your mouth instead for once. Something about the way you swallow around him and swirl your tongue always makes him feral, thighs trembling as the muscles spasm beneath the skin from the force of his orgasm. Maybe that's why he keeps you around. Because you can keep up.

His own shirt is shed, and his hands make quick work of his belt before he helps you out of your pants as well. He'd told you he didn't want to use the bed tonight, because asking for new sheets is always awkward, but he does it anyways- picks you up just to let you fall onto the bed, crawling over you. "What do you want?" You ask out of breath, but he just tilts his head in familiar habit, until it shakes no.

"Don't know yet." He answers. This is new.

Usually he always has a fixed scene set out, knows how he wants to take you right away, but this time he visibly seems unsure where to start. Almost like the first time.

He spits in his hand, doesn't bother taking off the rings, fingers working you up like it's second nature. He knows where to place them, how to move and what patterns to choose- and you don't bother thinking about the possible reason for it. Probably to get you wet and ready quick so he can get to the actual act itself, or maybe he just finds some sort of personal satisfaction from it. You're not sure- and neither do you really want to ask.

You're a little cold, but he'll warm you up soon. Hopefully you won't get sick like last time. Will he find someone else to fuck if you're unavailable?

Who knows. He surely has a lot to choose from, if he so much as asked.

He's got a question on his mind, but visibly contemplates on asking it. His teeth clamp down on his bottom lip, tongue playing with the twin piercings placed there for a second, before he leans in, kisses you. This is one of those things he does that are just outright cruel to you. His kisses full of fever and want feel so burning hot that you're sure you're marked by them for life. Like a signature he's inked underneath your skin almost he claims you again and again like this, with his tongue teasing yours, mouths open and ready to steal each other's breath.

He surely takes yours hostage, every time- and that's probably the smallest crime he commits.

"Have you eaten today?" He asks, and it catches you off guard, eyes opening again, painfully tugged back into reality where he lets his sticky hand run over your abdomen, just to settle on your hipbone. "Your stomach keeps growling." He teases, and you come crashing down. Of course. He'd never actually remember to ask that out of the blue if it wasn't for something reminding him about it.

"Not really." You respond, adjusting your position a little bit, legs trying to pull him closer. "Doesn't matter." You say, and he hums, leaning down again to mouth at your neck- probably marking his territory again, a joke made on a constant whenever you turn up with the blooming bruises on your skin, their origin more than obvious.

"Hm." He hums, almost dissatisfied, but you don't bother to think about it. He moves to lean off the side of the bed, pulling his suitcase closer to get himself a condom, opening the package easily before he rolls it over his length. He seems oddly soft tonight, in more ways than one. Is he still exhausted from the shooting? Could be. He never wants to admit himself that he has to take breaks, thinks that his body can just magically manifest strength from nothing but pure thought, and it used to irritate you, because you felt responsible, in a way. But that was when you still saw more in this than there actually was- nowadays, it's his business, not yours. He's got nutritionists and personal trainers who get paid for taking care of him. It's not your job.

What is your job, really?

Well, you're most certainly not working under his company any longer, and neither have you returned to your original agency either- simply because Jungkook's management deemed you too much of a danger in your position, after the idol had let it slip that you two were having sex on a regular basis. So you just signed an NDA, got paid for your silence, now earning a living by writing books. Modern fantasy novels, where the daydreams you once had can actually become reality, and your hopes and wishes can be dreamed of by other people who have the same.

It's good money. A hobby you cherish.

Jungkook has never asked you what you work as nowadays. He doesn't even visit your apartment, has never seen it before, and he doesn't know if you have family either. He just takes you as his, lets you live alongside him and entertains you whenever he's in the mood for it. And you let him, because these days, he's all you've got. There's not much else you can do than write all day at home or accompany him on his overseas schedules.

You're not sure why he always drags you along, when back home, he won't even call you for days. Maybe he doesn't have to? Maybe his bed at home is always warm. But if that's the case, why not take them on a trip once in a while? Does he have designated women for specific occasions?

Then who will the woman be he chooses to show to the public one day? Number three in his harem?

You can't even truly blame him. As someone he grew up in this industry, his view on the world is warped, shifted, not the same colors as yours. He doesn't feel the same worth in a simple banknote that you do, he can't understand the struggle of missing the bus or having to face an empty fridge.

"Sit up, baby." He tells you, chuckles when you struggle a little to do so- compared to him, flying around all the time actually does take a toll on you. And the petname doesn't make it any better in this moment, as his hands reach out to hold you steady, helping your legs over his thighs, before he guides the head of his cock into you. He wants you close tonight it seems like. Hopefully he keeps holding you, because you're not very energetic this time. "I've got you." He says, and you nod, resting your arms around his neck, hands faintly touching the skin of his back. "Are you cold?" He wonders.

"A bit." You respond. He's probably noticed your icy fingertips.

"I'll warm you up." He purrs, and you nod. You know he will. He always does- always hot hearted in everything he does, even in this. He holds you close, hands on your behind helping you move, your hips rolling a bit too slow for his liking, but he overlooks it for once. You're not sure what's up with him tonight. This isn't him. "You tired, baby?" He wonders, and you nod.

"Sorry." You tell him, but he shakes his head, moves to lay you down, knees pressed into the soft hotel bed mattress as he thrusts his hips forwards.

"It's alright." He brushes it off. "Flight was long as hell." He muses, lazily moving himself. You're enjoying this, even if it's odd for him to behave this way. "Wanna come over for breakfast tomorrow morning?" He asks, and you shake your head.

"Can't." You sigh, arms now moving to lay above your head, eyes closed in bliss. "I fly out back home at 8 tomorrow." You remind him, and you can't see the way his brows lower, face darkening as he realizes he didn't know that. You usually fly back after him. Why are you going home sooner this time?

"Why?" He huffs out, hands grabbing your legs as he pulls your thighs over his, pushing himself deeper now. "You always fly after me." He almost growls.

"I dunno.." You slur. "Management said." You just respond. Why does he seem so irritated by this? It's not a huge deal at all if you fly back sooner or later. He's not gonna call you up back home anyways, so why does it bother him so much.

"Management can go fuck themselves." He argues. "You fly after me. I'll book the flight myself if I have to." he demands practically, slight irritation causing him to have his energy boil up, position adjusted as he becomes more restless, balls smacking loudly against you cunt, pace a lot more ruthless now.

You're finally reaching it. Your head becomes fuzzy.

You don't notice Jungkook becoming almost.. satisfied from that sight of your tension finally leaving. You're nothing but whimpers of pleasure as he slips out of you, hands tugging and pushing your legs and body to have you on your side, the taller Idol now laying down on his side behind you to spoon you, dragging the head of his length through your soaked and slicked up folds. one hand holds up your thigh, helps in opening you up, though you're pretty much gaping from his girth stretching you out moments prior. His lips find your shoulder, your neck, as he pushes himself back inside with the help of your hands-

who suddenly do something new as well, tugging the condom from his cock, making him gasp out in sensitivity. "What're you doing?" He grows.

"IUD." You tell him. "Please-" You beg, and yet again he moves as if awakened from slumber, pushing you halfway on your stomach as he pushes the now bare head of his cock back inside you. This is most certainly new, and he knows for a fact, that he's never going back again.

"Fuck.." He almost laughs, leaning over you now, body covering yours as he just pushes himself in for a good moment, humming a sound of pleasure into your neck as he lets himself relish in the new sensation. "Ah-" He sighs out, before he clenches his jaw, thrusting hard as if to make sure your body will remember him for days to come.

It will. Sadly.

"God, fuck-!" He groans out, holding onto your body now, having turned you onto your side, hand reaching out adjust your arm so he can see your face. Your lips are parted, eyes closed in bliss, and he can't help but have his hand smack down onto your behind that's moving in a way that's way too inviting. He does it a second time, slap clearly heard as he smirks at the way you clench around his cock currently rearranging your insides. He moves your leg to rest over his shoulder, reaching even deeper, hand underneath your belly button pressing where he can faintly feel himself move.

No one can blame him for being absolutely obsessed with your body.

He can feel the way you begin to tighten, thighs shaking a little as you come undone, his hands moving your legs again to close them once more, holding them up, slipping out of your clenching cunt to push his cock right between your soft and wet thighs. it's enough for a moment, though you reach out to touch the tip poking through almost teasingly, making him laugh as he suddenly sighs out, groaning as he spills over your stomach and up your chest. You're breathing heavily, and don't notice you start to shiver, as he parts from you to turn on the light in the bathroom to clean up.

Aftercare is not really his thing- and you've come to accept that.

When you sit up, you stretch your arms in front of you, muscles slowly regaining strength as you wait for Jungkook to finish up, toilet flushing before he emerges again, shamelessly walking without underwear, gaze following you as you walk past him to use the bathroom yourself.

The moment you re-emerge to grab your clothes, he's sitting on the edge of the bed with his boxers back on, phone in his hand. "I booked the flight for you. Tomorrow at 12:30." He tells you as you slip back into your underwear, not bothering with the bra as you search for where he'd thrown your shirt. "Here." He offers- and you slip the garment on with a thanks, only noticing afterwards that that's not yours at all, oversized fabric reaching almost to your knees. "Cute." He comments way too quiet to be meant to be heard, so you don't mention it at all.

"Why is the flight-thing so important?" You wonder, slipping into your socks as he moves around to find the hotel room service menu.

"Because you always fly back after me." He repeats again, clearing his throat.

"…you already said that." You mumble to yourself, but he clearly hears you.

"Fuck alright, god damnit!" He whines in complaint, rolling his eyes. "If you were to fly back earlier, you'll run right into all the paparazzi and shit waiting for me. That's why you're meant to fly back later- so they're gone by the time you arrive." He explains, and you're stunned in the spot you're standing, watching him a bit confused.

So that's the reason?

"It's not like they know." You say, unsure why he's so adamant about it.

"Doesn't matter." He shakes his head. "I'm not having them jump you for whatever reason they might have." He denies, before he sits down in the seat near the window which blinds are shut. "Now what do you wanna eat?" He asks, and you shake your head.

"I'll eat something tomorrow morning." You deny, and he slumps back in his seat, eyes closed and tongue pushed against his cheek.

"What do you want to fucking eat, babe." He repeats, making sure to pronounce the petname before he looks at you with frustration.

"Nothing." You respond. "Are we done?" You ask him, and he shakes his head, setting the menu down before he crosses his arms.

"No." He denies. "What to they call you?" He asks, and you're not sure what he's getting at, shaking your head with brows furrowed in confusion.

"What're you talking about?" You ask, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"What do they call you?" He repeats. "I heard what you talked about in the car when I left."

"How?" You ask baffled.

"Telepathy." He jokes without humor, before he scoffs to himself. "I called you to actually ask you if you wanted to eat something- but you must've accidentally accepted the call without looking, because I clearly listened in on a convo I wasn't supposed to hear." He explains. "Either way, I want an answer. What. Do. They. Call. You." He demands, and you sigh.

"Why does it matter?" You argue, searching for your leggings in the room- finding them over the armrest of the chair he's currently sitting in. "I'm your personal prostitute, just without the pay." You tell him, and it takes him a second to realize that that's your answer.

Suddenly, he wants you out the room.

Not because he doesn't want you here any longer, but because the guilt is eating him alive with ever second he has to look at you. Because the more he think about it, the more it becomes obvious to him that this really must look like just that to everyone. After all, he's just taking you with him apparently for sex, and he's become so comfortable in it that he didn't think about it any longer. It's what you want too, right?

Jungkook has never really learned how to convey his emotions properly. He doesn't know what it's like to fall in love, has no idea what to look out for. He likes spending time with you, and enjoys the sex to the point that he's been monogamous with only you for the past year or so. It's nice to be in a relationship, even though he knows this one isn't normal. It's still okay, because down the line, you understand each other. He likes you, he just doesn't want people to use that against him or you at some point- so he keeps your status to himself. No one needs to know you're a couple. Only you and him. Because.. you know that, right?

"You know that's not what you are to me, right?" He asks, and you shrug.

"Does it matter?" You ask. "It's none of my business who I am to you, or whoever you screw apart from me." You say.

"What?" He asks, crossed arms unraveling. "I'm not fucking anyone but you." He says.

"Cool." You say.

"Cool? That's it?" He argues. "How can you be so calm about everyone else telling you I'm apparently cheating on you?" He worries, and you're yet again confused.

"What're you talking about?" You ask. "That's got nothing to do with cheating." You say.

"No no no no whoa there. Stop for a second." He holds his hands out as if to soothe a raging crowd of people, looking at the carpet. "You- you do know we're in a relationship, right?" He asks you, and your face tells him everything he needs to know. "Oh my fucking god are you kidding me…" He complains into his hands, covering his face in frustration.

"How the hell was I supposed to know?" You say, now with your own arms crossed. "Jungkook, you rarely even talk to me when we're back home. You only take me with you when you've got something up overseas, you constantly tell people we're just friends, you've never even asked me out in the first place!" You argue.

"We've been fucking each other for almost a year, I thought it was obvious I liked you?!" He whines, looking at you with what you realize are tears brimming on his waterline. Why is he so emotional now? "Have you- did you see anyone other than me?" He asks quietly, and you shake your head.

"No." You deny.

"Okay. Fuck- okay." He takes a deep breath, swallows down his panic. "I like you. I don't- I've got no clue if it's love or not because I don't know, alright? But I like you, a lot, to the point where I want us to be something permanent." He tries to explain. "Just us. You and me." He underlines, and you shrug.

"Jungkook, it's not that easy." You sigh. "If this has been what you think a relationship is like, then we won't work out."

"Alright, then what do you need me to do?" He argues, not letting go. "God- fuck, tell me what do I have to do to make you stay?" He asks, voice cracking.

"Jungkook, calm down-" You start, but he shakes his head, swallows thickly, bottom lip quivering for just a second before he licks over it, pulls it in between his teeth.

"I can't-! Not when it sounds like you're gonna leave me-" He worries.

"I'm not, don't worry. I'll stay. Just.. breathe for a second, alright?" You ask, getting up to walk closer, pushing his shoulders back to force him out of his slumped over position. "Hey- okay?" You ask, and he instead pulls you closer, sits you onto his lap, before he clings onto you, resting his forehead in your shoulder. "Why do you never reach out to me when we're home? You're confusing me." You gently tell him, and he shrugs.

"I'm scared they'll see you." He sniffles. "If they do- they'll tear you apart." He sighs. "When we're out here, like this- I can just.. claim you're staff, whatever. But at home- I can't.. I don't know how to protect you." He shakes his head.

"You should've told me." You sigh, leaning into him. "I was hurt, you know?" You tell him.

"I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm so sorry." He apologizes, pulls you just a bit closer. "I don't know what to do." He whines.

"What if you just visit me instead?" You offer. "They don't know where I live. And my windows are all mirrored so no one can look inside." You tell him.

"…since when?" he asks, leaning away from you a little so that you can finally see his face again, eyes red, a stray tear escaping him that you wipe off.

"Since a few months ago? Jungkook you don't even know my apartment in the first place. You've never visited me at all, ever!" You laugh, and he sighs.

"I know, and I.. always wanted to, you know, visit you.. spend time with you but.." He runs a hand over his face.

"You're okay. We talked about it now." You nod, an action he copies. "I'll come back tomorrow morning and we can have breakfast together, okay?" You ask, but he shakes his head.

"No, you gotta stay." He denies. "I don't care if you don't like that, but I need you close tonight." He says.

"Never said I don't." You say. "You just seemed uncomfortable with it." You wonder.

"Because I snore!" He whines, throwing his head back. "I snore, I move a lot, I might cling to you at night or I sweat, or whatever the fuck- I'm not as perfect as I'm made out to be." He complains.

"Jungkook sorry, but what the fuck." You laugh, and he can't help but smile at the sight and sound of you happy. "You can fart and burp like whatever, and I'd still stay. You're human, I'm not perfect either!" You explain, but he shakes his head, leaning forwards to kiss your already blossoming bruises on your neck.

"No, you are." He says. "You're absolutely perfect." He argues.

"Not really." You deny.

"Stop arguing." He complains, squeezes your waist a bit.

"What're you gonna do about it?" You tease, and he looks up at you with a heated gaze.

"Get me nice n' hard and I'll show you." He responds, making you giggle with eyes rolling, as you lean back to tug him out of his underwear, a hiss leaving him. "Fuck, baby your hands are icy!" He laughs, leaning back to hold your legs so you don't slip off of his thighs.

"That's cause it's cold in here!" You joke back, warming your hands up on his already heated length, skin already flushed and swelling as the blood rushes back. His hands travel beneath the shirt you wear, softly grabbing at the flesh of your chest, making you get up to shed your underwear and get back onto his lap.

"Think you can ride me on this thing?" He asks, talking about the seat he's sitting in. "Kinda tired right now, won't lie."

"Huh, making me do all the work now?" You raise your brows. "And here I thought you wanted to take us seriously.." You sigh, attempting to joke- but he clearly doesn't take it as such, face becoming serious again.

"Lift your hips a little." He demands, and you do so- unsure what he's trying to do, before he spits into his hand once more, feeling you up between your legs to check if you're ready. You are- quickly slicking up at the thought of him, and he guides his length inside of you again, stretching you out once more, but this time, it's not just sex.

He refuses to move. He just helps you settle on his lap, but holds onto your hips, keeping you from moving. "Jungkook-" You whine, but he shakes his head, and pulls your face closer to kiss you.

"No, I wanna stay like this for a bit." He denies.

"But I thought we wanted to eat something later?" You ask, making him roll his eyes.

"I'm trying to be romantic here." He complains.

"By putting your dick inside me?" You ask.

"Well I don't know what else to do!" He whines. "I.. I don't really know how else to properly express.." He falls deep into thought for a second or two, before he finally says it. "I don't know how else to make sure you can.."

"..feel how much I love you."

You're quiet for a good while, watching how he rather looks at your neck than at you in particular, avoiding eye contact as he continues to move his hands back to your sides underneath your shirt. "Jungkook…" You mumble, and he cringes.

"Don't-" He sighs, clicks his tongue in irritation. "-don't pity me or something-" He begins.

"No no no I'm not pitying you I just-" You cut him off, now your hands holding his cheeks to force him to look at you. Because you just realized something in the things he's said earlier. "Remember how you said.. you want me to fly back after you?" You ask, and he nods.

"Yeah." He answers, his way warmer palms now taking yours from his face, holding them in his. "Of course."

"That's.. something that also shows that you care about me." You say. "Because, you didn't say that you were worried about someone spotting me and putting your career on the line- but that you were worried about me being in danger." You remind him, and he nods. "Or how you noticed my stomach growling, and wondered if I ate today." You giggle.

"I already wondered if you didn't- cause I didn't see you eat anything." He shrugs.

"See?" You hum towards him, running your hand through his hair. "That shows you care, too." You say.

"But I want you to feel it." He complains stubbornly. "I want you to.. feel the same as I do when I'm around you." He offers.

"Horny?" You ask, and he rolls his eyes, throwing his head back.

"That too-" He laughs. "But mostly.. just, I don't know." He takes a deep breath. "It's hard to explain. It's like chest constricts when I'm not around you. Whenever I'm home, I miss you so bad that I sometimes go to sleep early just to avoid giving in and calling you. I have to distract myself just to not think about you- and yet I still do, almost all the time." He sighs, tucking your hair behind your ears. "When I wake up.." He hums, hands moving to your shoulders. "When I do my morning routine.." He explains, letting his fingers travel over the length of your arms. "When I work out.." He continues. "When I go to bed. It doesn't matter at all." He shakes his head.

"You know you don't have to make up something just to make me stay, right?" You ask him, and at that, his eyes immediately snap back up to you, panic returning.

"I'm not." He denies instantly. "I'm really not-" he urges. "-how can I prove it?" He worries.

"You.. listen, it's not something that you can just clear up in a moment." You sigh. "It's gonna take time. We're basically starting from scratch here." You explain, and he nods.

"Do you.. should we stop then?" He asks, glancing between your bodies for a second. "Until you believe me?" He wonders, and you shrug, before you shake your head.

"No." You deny. "I'd miss you too much-" You tell him, before you adjust your legs, arms around his neck. "-And you'd probably go insane without sex." You tease.

"Not without sex." He denies, watching how you begin to move your hips, letting him slip out until just the very tip remains inside you. "But without you." He clarifies. "It's not sex I want- that's a… I don't know. It's the closeness I feel, you know?" He sighs when you sink back down. "I just like touching you.. being inside you.." He hums, eyes fluttering closed as he leans back into the seat while your hands settle on his shoulders to keep you balanced, pace slow but fast enough to intensify the pleasure you both feel. "Just like that.." He sighs out in bliss.

"I have a really nice couch, you know?" You hum towards him, making him smile while his hands find your waist. "My bed is really big too.." You tell him, and he opens his eyes a little at that.

"Big enough for two?" He wonders, and you shrug.

"Guess we have to find out." You tease, and he nods, hands moving from your waist to your hips before one of them finds your heat between your legs where he can see his cock disappearing inside you.

"Is the couch sturdy?" He wonders, fingers playing with your clit now, making the muscles in your thighs twitch.

"Ah- yes!" You whine, picking up your pace.

"Hm, gonna fuck you on it then." He chuckles. "Stress-test it." He jokes, and you whimper as you come undone, your slick now coating his own legs, strings of the sticky fluid keeping you both connected, wet sounds echoing off the walls of the hotel room. "Break it." He growls, heels on the ground helping him in shifting his hips upwards into you, catching you off guard, your orgasm washing over you in a wave threatening to drown you.

You're shaking, but you still move, needing to feel him reach his high as well, and he does find his own release, spilling whatever he's got left to give, holding you close, kissing whatever skin he can reach from how you're hugging him now, breathing slowly easing again.

And he keeps you like this, uncaring of the food since it's by now too late to order any roomservice anyways.

And for the first time, he actually sleeps next to you, in the same bed-

promising himself to do everything he can to keep you this close, for now and as long as you'll have him.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagine #bts smut #bts jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #bts jungkook fanfic #jeon jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagines #jungkook imagines

[midnighmoonligh]

hello hello! I just recently found your blog and I have learned so much from it! I was wondering if you could do another Voltron story w Keith and Lance, but their roles reversed? Could you also do different backgrounds? As in, Lance in your last story had been a caregiver before, I don’t want Keith to have the same story, y’know what I mean?

you don’t have to do any of this ofc! It’s just a request! Otherwise, I love all your stories and I appreciate what you’ve done to make other people aware.

A/N

Hope I somewhat hit the mark! Took forever to figure out what you meant then I didn't really have any ideas until suddenly I did and now I have too many. I'll think about doing a part two but for now here you go! 💞💞

❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

Fandom

Voltron

❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

Characters

Lance ;; 18 ;; He/Him ;; Little

Keith ;; 20 ;; He/They ;; CG

❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

⚠Content Warnings⚠

Violence, War stuff, General Voltron themes.

❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

" Shiro I don't know what you're on about today with bringing this up suddenly, " Keith huffed as he shut down the training bot. His sword remained tight in his hand, breaths uneven from the exercise.

Just behind him, Shiro was leaned against the wall by the doors. His arms were crossed calmly over his chest. A long sigh left him.

" I guess, I just... have been thinking about it a lot recently, " Shiro told him truthfully. " I mean, I know you have always wanted to be a caregiver.. " he trailed off.

Keith gave a short nod. The day that both of them found out they were caregivers was awkward as hell in Itself, but it also gave them something to bond over. The sword in his hand retracted as he turned on his heels and walked toward his oldest friend.

" Just spit it out. What are you thinking? " he spoke harshly, visibly disliking the drag on the conversation.

" What if a little is on our team? Or several? What if we find one out there-"

" Shiro that's really unlikely, " Keith cut Shiro off without hesitation. He ran his fingers through his hair, more intending to get the sweat from his face than anything. " Besides what would you do if you found one out there, " he huffed.

" It's not like the team would suddenly agree to bring a random alien on ship just because you pleaded with them, " he rolled his eyes. However, he paused after. His expression turned into a saddened one, rather than annoyed. " Not after everything we've been through. "

" I know, you're right, " Shiro sighed and pushed himself off the wall. " I'm done now, I guess that just scratched my itch to talk about it, " the older shrugged off before tossing an arm across the youngers shoulders.

" I'm starving and you smell, so let's go, " he smiled down at him.

" Whatever, " Keith grumbled.

***

Keith couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't believe what was right in front of him. This had to be a joke. He knew the fight they had just barely survived was a lot, but really?

How did Shiro know?

God he is NEVER telling him he was right. He'd never live that down. Just after an attack from the Galra occured, everyone had thought they made it out okay. Besides soreness and bruises from being tossed around. Getting back and removing their gear, Lance seemed to hang by. He seemed off, from dropping things to generally seeming to lack in motor skills. This set off Keith's caregivering instinct, but he decided to ignore it.

As usual, Keith waited until the room was empty before removing his gear. He hadn't realized Lance decided to do the same this time. Which was strange. Usually, he was messy scrambling out of it and one of the first people to leave. When he had finished and turned around, he found Lance in tears. Lance. Crying.

It made his heart sink. Sure they fought constantly and he always was getting on his nerves, but something about their most optimistic team member crying genuinely scared him. He watched for a moment, hot tears falling from Lance's eyes while his gloved hands failed to get a grip on the armor enough to remove it. Carefully, as if approaching a scared animal, Keith inched towards Lance.

" Do you want some help? " he asked, quietly and gently.

Despite his efforts, he still startled him. Lance jumped, head shooting up to stare at him. His eyes were wide, like a deer caught in headlights. His lip trembled, absolutely breaking his heart.

" I just want to help, not to fight if anything, " he reassured.

" Please, " the word, slightly slurred, stumbled out of Lance.

With a short nod, Keith carefully helped Lance out of the armor. Once it was removed, damage under it could be seen. Sometimes, it dug into the wrong places despite fitting to their body types. Taking the wrong blow could cause it to cut in or heavily bruise spots. Lance seemed to have taken too many of these wrong blows.

Keith helped all the way until he was dressed. Then he stepped back. He didn't know what to do, it was making him nervous. Of course he didn't want to assume Lance was regressing or anything, nor force the very idea onto him. He swallowed thickly. Before he got the courage to speak, Lance got it first.

" Can I hug you? " he'd whisper.

The request surprised him. Lance didn't even look at him, rather, the floor looked much more interesting to the younger paladin. Taking a deep breath, Keith loosely wrapped his arms around the taller. He pulled his head against him, where it landed just under his chest since he was sitting on the bench still.

" I know I'm not the best at comfort and all that, but are you okay? " Keith mustered up the courage to ask.

Arms slowly wrapped around him. Soon, hands gripped his jacket while a short sobbed escaped Lance. Keith held him a bit tighter. His chest ached, but he knew this was all he could do for now. He gently ran his fingers through his hair, adjusting a bit to be craddling his head better. It seemed to help, since after ten minutes of straight messy crying Lance had calmed.

" Sorry, " Lance tried to pull away.

Keith only pulled him back, not letting him go just yet. He didn't fight back either just accepted it and buried his face back into his stomach.

" Don't be, " Keith huffed, " I get it. "

" It hurts, " he whined quietly, accidentally cutting off his neee somewhat friend.

" I know, " he sighed sadly, running his fingers back through his hair. " We should get you to bed little fawn. "

This visibly startled Lance. He pushed back from Keith, gently pressing his forearms against his stomach to do so. He got free easily, as a result. His eyes wide as he stared up to him. He looked scared, anxious, all of it really. There was too many negative emotions for Keith to entirely pick up.

" You-"

" Don't judge, " Keith cut him off swiftly. " And accept who you are. There's nothing wrong with you, your mind just doesn't know what to do, " he told him gently. He reached a hand out and ruffled his hair. Then be turned to grab Lance's shoes.

" You know what's happening to me? " Lance asked, stumbling over his words. " You know at all? " he hiccuped.

The sound made Keith worry. He grabbed the worn out tennis shoes then quickly returned. He kneeled down in front of him to help him put them on. Even tying them for him, knowing very well how little it'd make Lance feel.

" I do. It's called age regression, and it's just a coping mechanism. Loads of people do it for various reasons. Some have caregivers and some don't. Me and Shiro are caregivers, if that isn't obvious. "

" You? " Lance questioned with a small giggle, lifting an arm up to wipe his face with his sleeve.

" Come on, don't give me that " Keith rolled his eyes with a huff. Using the bench, he helped himself up. The soreness was definitely getting to him too. " There's loads of things you don't know about me, " he teased with a playful smile.

" Now come on, let's get you laying down at least. "

Lance nodded, offering a hand to Keith who quickly took it. The tired and bruised little pulled himself up with a wince. They walked out of the, sort of, locker room then headed towards where the bedrooms were at. They walked very slow, more because any faster and Lance kept tripping. He held Keith's hand the entire time they walked to his bedroom. When they reached Lance's room, they quickly got him inside and straight to bed.

Keith removed his shoes, helping him get comfortable and even going as far as to tuck him into bed. He sat by him on the bed, just gently petting his hair.

" Why fawn? " Lance asked quietly, slightly fumbling the word.

" You look like a deer when you're surprised, " Keith chuckled with a rare smile. It made Lance smile at him.

" Okay, " he accepted the answer with a small nod.

Then he moved to lay on his side, well, the one that didn't hurt too bad anyways. Keith remained there, quietly humming while tracing circles on his back instead of playing with his hair. It reminded Lance of his mom, his family. As he began to doze off, getting the much needed sleep, he sucked on his thumb without even thinking about it. The exhaustion completely crashed into him now that he was laying down. He accepted it with ease, allowing Keith's humming to guide him through his dreams.

#age regression #age regressor #agere blog #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #sfw little community #sfw littlespace #agere community #age regression caregiver #sfw caregiver #agere caregiver #keith voltron #lance voltron #voltron #voltron legendary defender #little space

[cosmereplay]

Moash/Elhokar ♡

I love these two idiots no matter how unlovable they try to make themselves!!

I find them compelling because they are so different and yet they are so similar. Moash is from a low nahn darkeyes background and worked as a caravaneer. He had dreams of earning his own Shardblade, and his goal in life is to get revenge on the king for the death of his grandparents (and as far as I know they were his only living family). Elhokar, on the other hand, couldn't have come from a different background. His Shardblade was given to him. He was raised to become the highest ranking lighteyes - a king. And yet his only dream is of competence.

Both of them are gullible. Moash bought into the myth that he could earn a Shardblade through fighting and that dream almost got him killed. Elhokar keeps trusting the wrong people and getting himself into shitty situations that end up killing other people.

Both of them lie to themselves and others. Elhokar lies so hard about the strap I'm pretty sure he actually believed it for a little while. Moash's vendetta suddenly becomes "No actually I want Dalinar to be in charge, he'd be a better king" once he meets Graves, and that's what it always was! It was never about vengeance (cut to Moash telling Kaladin his dream was for vengeance lol).

Both of them are desperate in the pursuit of their Alethi values. I see Moash as the epitome of the Alethi masculine ideal - win at all costs, without understanding how empty that promise is, how it will never meet a human's needs. I have headcanons about his time as a caravaneer and his rejection of the family's silversmithing business. But canon wise, he's always been about winning - his first dream in canon was to win a Shardblade through combat. He couldn't let himself connect to Bridge Four because they were too earnest. It's unmanly to need each other! He wanted so much for Kaladin to pursue domination but Kaladin just wanted to survive, and that wasn't enough for Moash. He latched onto Graves because he gave him an honourable sounding excuse to defeat his enemy. Moash believed Graves that Dalinar would be a good king. Why? Because he meets that Alethi masculine ideal that Moash has bought into hook line and sinker. Then he kills Elhokar, basically asks Kaladin "Aren't you proud of me?" and then gets so confused when the promise of that Alethi ideal never gives the payout of meeting his actual human needs for connection and belonging. But it's too late.

Elhokar, meanwhile, is the opposite of the Alethi masculine ideal - he's not a capable leader, we never see him fighting, he needs to be saved repeatedly. He causes problems on purpose. He is a loser. He's not just bad at being a king, he's bad at being an Alethi man. He's had every advantage and every reason to win and he just can't. But there's no alternative that's acceptable in the shadow of his dead father, nor in the hungry glares of the other Highprinces. He's trapped in a position he cannot succeed in, and he never looks inside to accept another way out - abdication, joining the ardentia, whatever else. Out of desperation to maintain an illusion of being a good man, he is stubborn and wilful and it costs lives.

Now put these two together and what do you get? The most toxicly masculine D/s relationship (if you can keep Moash from killing Elhokar lmao). They are both trapped by the Alethi masculine ideal but they will never, ever figure it out even if you lock them in a room together.

That's why they are a compelling ship to me!

#moash/elhokar #ask games #ask answered #shipping #wor spoilers #words of radiance

[stormblessed95]

Hello, I found your blog and I would like to know your opinion (English is not my native language, sorry if there are errors). I was reading some of your posts, I don't know if you already addressed this. It's something that's on my mind. I don't consider myself a shipper, but I do think that Jimin and Jungkook have a relationship beyond friendship ♡ I avoid associating with or following jkkrs not bc I don't believe in jikook but bc fighting with other shippers affects me. I am Jimin biased and insults towards him really hurt me. It's not that JK/Tae doesn't receive them and doesn't bother me, but that they show themselves differently towards hate. Jimin became more and more reserved, away from social media. And his words still resonate in my mind in Seoul PTD "I don't do / don't like fanservise" It is obvious that he must have read something, it's not a random phrase. A lot of the hate that Tae is receiving from jkkrs or pjms towards Tae/JK is because they blame them, and I won't deny I also started to get annoyed. That was another sign that I stayed away from jkkrs. My ground wire is that if Jimin isn't distant towards them why should I get mad? I trust him. My question is why not put a brake? I understand it's not their responsibility to educate the fans, but wouldn't we prevent a lot of what happens if they told these people to stop? From my point of view Vminkook should bring this up to the fans. It's a snowball that's been growing, and it doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon </3 The fact that they're not distant is a good indication that it does not affect them too much, but it worries me that many shippers are crossing limits. Harassing people like what happened with Tae and model from Paris or Polyc, tattoo artist. Am I insane for thinking so??

Yes. It is bad to put the responsibility of insane cultists or horrible shippers on the members. That's not their Job, not their responsibility and if people LISTENED to what the members SAY, then they've said and done all they should need to do. Why continue to waste their own time, and sacrifice their own mental health, for people who twist their words and call them lairs no matter what. @minggukieology posted a good break down of shipping and shipper mentality earlier today here too that someone what relates

This whole discourse is the epitome of victim blaming. Tae and JK and Jimin have been very clear about their relationships together and what they mean to each other and how they love each other and even how they grew apart and back together, all 3 have addresssed how theyve grown and changed over the years. Tae even HAS addressed it when someone confronted him directly with it. Why are you blaming THEM when people choose not to listen. It's giving "well what were you wearing?" "Are you sure you weren't asking for it?" Energy. It's not THEIR fault when rabid fans decide to harrass someone. You saw you trust them, so do that. And stop placing expectations on them to control shippers who don't actually give a fuck about the members or what they do or say. Because those shippers, who spread hatred? They just call the members liars and will always twist the narrative into whatever story pleases THEM the most. They see the members as characters in a story they want to control, rather than real life human beings who have more important things to do in their lives than address people they don't even Consider fans. Like hang out together with the friends and enjoy their life. And let the haters scream into the void and make themselves miserable. They don't owe anyone anything. And if you think that if Tae and JK and Jimin all held a press conference and said something like telling shippers to stop and that they aren't dating and that jikook are or aren't in love or all 3 have gfs or bfs outside the group or whatever, that it would actually work? You are deluding yourself. They would be called liars again, or forced by the company, or hiding to protect themselves. It wouldn't work. So why give these hateful people their mental vulnerability and energy? Wouldn't it be better to just live their lives the way they want and protect themselves that way and give each other the love THEY know is true?

Everyone who keeps demanding this from the guys has never actually thought through how it would go and is more concerned about THEIR OWN PERSONAL well being in fandom space (which they can currate) rather than the members personal well being and mental health in their own lives. Which I'm sure they do what they do to protect that and live as well as they can at the height of fame they are. You want them to address this because it will make YOU (general you) feel better in your fandom experience and your life, not because it will make vminkook feel better or make their (or the other members) lives easier.

#shipping discourse #shippers are going to be toxic no matter what the members say #vminkook #maknae line shippers #jikook #kookmin

[spookyblazecoffee]

PRDC headcannons

♡=Romantic HC. (Doesn't have to be about the first two people in the HC. [I.E. Any ship with polygamy, and/or multiple people dating the same person but not eachother, involved.])

◇=Normal HC

♤=Family HC

☆=Friendship HC

♤Matt loves to make fun of Riley and Kaylee. (Mainly because he is their older brother and they do things like that.)

◇Chase loves to watch videos of people doing stupid stuff and/or getting hurt and laughs his ass off. Every. Single. Time.

♡Whenever Chase laughs at something or tells a bad joke Riley has to fight back a smile.

♡Matt plans out the best dates to take Ivan out on, but he never asks him out because he's too scared Ivan will reject him, so he just has a notebook with date ideas.

♡After Ivan FINALLY asks Matt out he takes him to his apartment, which he rents with the money he gets from the Café, and cooks them some dinner. (IDC what other people say my man Ivan knows how to cook very well.)

♡Chase just quietly dotes on Riley whenever he isn't looking, mainly when Riley and Kendall or Zenowing are playing Chess.

♤Shelby's family has a family dinner every Tuesday and sometimes Tyler and Kaylee join.

☆Matt pretends to not like Chase, but he is actually really good friends with him and they will talk a lot.

◇Chase is a VERY big theater nerd, his favorite musical is Heathers. (It just so happens that Heathers is also his favorite movie.)

◇Shelby, Riley, Kendall, Kaylee, and (kinda) Tyler are also theater kids.

☆Chase is really clingy towards all of his friends, so when he starts to become overwhelmed he becomes even more clingy and literally HAS to be holding a friends hand or hugging them to calm himself down.

☆Ivan and Riley bond and talk while sword fighting with each other.

♡Every once in a while Tyler and/or Kaylee will leave a little (or not so little depending on the day she's having) note in Shelby's bag to tell her how much they love her or all the little things that they love about her.

♤Riley's, Kaylee's, and Matt's dad is named Jerry.

♤Jerry (Mr. Griffin) has a dog that is named Jax. (Matt named him)

☆Chase is super protective of all of his friends.

♤Chloe figured out Chase was a Power Ranger when Santa flew Chase to New Zealand in season 1. She had her suspicions after Rise of a Ranger, but the Christmas episode confirmed it.

♡Ivan loves Matt's smile so much that he will do whatever he can to make him laugh/smile.

☆Shelby and Riley have a weekly dinner where they just talk about life. (Just like Joey and Phoebe in Friends.)

◇Matt absolutely adores Shelby, and treats her like family. (So does Hope [Mrs. Griffin] tbh.)

◇Hope (Mrs. Griffin) loves Chase and lets him come over whenever he wants to.

♡Tyler and Kaylee talk about Shelby a lot, to anyone, at any time.

◇The reason Kaylee doesn't live at the ranch during the summer is because there is a NASA program, that she does, at her college.

♤When they were younger people thought that Kaylee and Riley were identical twins because Riley had long hair and he looks a lot like Kaylee. (This happened from the ages 2-5. [Riley cut his hair really short with scissors he thought were toy scissors.])

◇Chase loves talking to Hope and Jerry (Mrs. and Mr. Griffin) and has their phone numbers. (They love talking to him as well.)

◇Riley's favorite musical show is Julie and the Phantoms, he does not care that it's a 'kids show', he finished it in one day thinking it would be a light-hearted show but ended up bawling his eyes out by the end. (He was pissed off when he found out Netflix canceled it.)

♤Riley convinced Hope (Mrs. Griffin) to watch Julie and the Phantoms with him.

◇Chase, Tyler (and Riley sometimes) quote Vines a lot to confuse Ivan and Koda.

◇Chase LOVES spiders. (He has five of them: Ember, Phantom, Raven, Skreech, and Breaker.)

#power rangers dino charge #Riley Griffin #Chase Randall #Kaylee PRDC #Kaylee Griffin PRDC #Zenowing PRDC #Kendall Morgan #Shelby Watkins #Sir Ivan of Zandar #Tyler Navarro #Mrs. Griffin PRDC #Mr. Griffin PRDC #Chloe Randall PRDC #Koda PRDC #Matt Griffin PRDC #shelby x tyler #Sir Ivan of Zandar x Matt Griffin #Matt Griffin x Sir Ivan of Zandar #Shelby x Kaylee #chiley #Power Rangers Dino Charge headcannons #Griffin Siblings PRDC #Griffin Family PRDC

[midnightshade]

Hey i love ur thread and i just want to add something since we already know that the “she hates him most of the time” doesn’t mean she really hates him.

cuz if we take their (u know who) logic, we can also say that gojo is an abuser since it was said/written he abused ijichi ( in a bully way cuz i know their freak minds will also twist this) ? yet gojo told him “you’re the man i trust the most. that’s the only reason i need” 🤷🏽‍♀️ and ijichi said that “despite that, the strongest says i’m trustworthy.. so i must live up to his words. Either that.. or die trying”

they always pull up the she hates him card when it’s literally say most of the time.. I think they just want a reason to hate the ship and harass people who love it. but fortunately now I see that people start calling them out and no longer let themselves be walked on, even non-shippers are tired of their behavior and their mistranslations. it's sad to see that for a ship it goes directly into harassment, I even see Japanese people/artists being harassed by the same type fans.

ppl can ship whatever they want but forcing their headcanon into someone it’s f up, harassing ppl for it it’s also f up. and when ppl disagree/show canon material they pull the hamophobia/ mistranslation card. ong it’s so tiring especially on twitter

(sorry i feel like i rant a lot🥲)

No need to apologize ♡

But yes, I do think the issue stems from a lack of fandom etiquette and the inability to separate fanon from canon.

No one needs to have a reason or an explanation for why they like a ship, just like no one needs to have a reason or explanation for disliking a ship. It all boils down to personal taste and opinion.

Fandom is meant to be fun! It's a mutual acknowledgment that we're all smacking characters that don't belong to us around (or together) like Barbie dolls. People should be free to ship whatever they want and indulge in whatever fiction they want without fear of harassment.

No ship is morally wrong or right because it's all fiction. It only becomes a problem when, as you say, real people start harassing real people over their taste in fiction or when people try to force their personal headcanons and interpretations onto others.

#esoteric knowledge

[damnedreams]

♡ + favorite ship for hinata

PROMPT: SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…@kyugens

SasuHina!

Who is the most affectionate?

Hinata is. The affection between these two is best described as subtle. Heads on each other's shoulders, a hand on their lower back or knee, or sitting together with their sides pressed together.

Hinata in particular gives jaw kisses because she can't reach Sasuke's cheek without him bending down. She'll squeeze his arm to announce her presence. Lastly she gives him sweet adoring looks and smiles.

Sasuke is a forehead/temple kisser. He enjoys tucking Hinata's hair behind her ear or playing with the ends. He definitely is a gazer, staring at her with longing and fondness.

Who initiates the handholding?

Both do! Sasuke does it be more affectionate with her, plus he knows her hands get cold often. He grows to enjoy the simple gesture. Hinata likes the connection, but also because Sasuke's hand runs hot. It helps beat the coldness of her fingers. The only time he won't grumble at her for being cold.

Who worries more for the other?

Hinata. She knows Sasuke carries a lot on his shoulders. He retreats into himself to fight his demons on his own, not wishing to burden her with his trauma. There's a haunted look in Sasuke's eyes that she accepts she won't be able to chase away. The concern there is that it worries her that one day those demons will take him.

Who is more likely to ask for help?

Hinata. I want to say she's had better experiences compared to Sasuke when it comes to asking for help. That's why she's more open to the idea and willing to accept it.

Who is the one always losing the keys?

They're both good at keeping tracking of their belongings!

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

Hinata. She finds the act cute and has found Sasuke kept a stack of her notes in his desk.

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

Eventually grows to be Sasuke. I headcanon that Sasuke has a lot of issues when it comes to sleeping. Some nights he won't get any rest, other times he can manage a few hours, it's rare he stays asleep the the entire night. He suffers from nightmares. When he gets together with Hinata, it is hard to sleeping beside her at first. His shinobi instincts are going haywire having someone close after years of sleeping alone, plus there's the issue with his sleeping problems. It definitely takes time for him to grow accustomed to her presence, once he does he finds comfort in it and is able to sleep a little better with her there.

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

Hinata. Sasuke won't ask because he doesn't feel deserving. He feels the part of him that wants to ask if his selfish part, and because of that he keeps pushing away the thought. He tells himself he doesn't want to tie her down, but eventually Hinata brings up the subject and they talk about it.

Who introduced the other to their family first?

Sasuke would bring her to the grave sight where his family rests. Hinata doesn't want to...

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

Sasuke does! He loves Hinata's hair, playing with ends and curling it around his fingers. Sometimes he'll even pull her hair free when she pulls it into a bun, which annoys her because...her hair is heavy and it gets her neck hot.

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

Sasuke. They're both pretty good when it comes to looking after themselves, but Sauske notices Hinata does push off these necessities more than he does. He knows how to cook, with the help of a clone he'll prepare a meal for her. Usually it's very healthy, full of vegetables and proteins. Habits that he never lost when he was a child living alone.

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Hinata. Sasuke is more prone to ignoring whatever people have to say. He knows most people have an opinion when it comes to him. He's just built walls to disregard it, but Hinata sometimes finds herself unable to let it go and will defend him. Sometimes it goes well, other times not so much. If Sasuke is around when that happens, he will step in.

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Sasuke. It's mostly done in the form of surprise trips. He'll take her to various places he's traveled. Some of the popular trips have to been to flower meadows, onsens, and locations with breathtaking sights.

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

Hinata. That's her signal to Sasuke that this is serious. Pink promises are serious business and should not be broken. He goes along with it because it makes her happy.

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

Sasuke. If he could he would carry her to bed, but it's not an easy task with one arm. At least if he's trying not to wake her, so he'll bring over her favorite warm blanket and make sure she's warm. Sometimes he'll fall asleep seated beside her, because he finds her a comfort when sleeping.

#kyugens #.ask answered #thaaank you for the ask! ^^ #another long one bc...i clearly need to ramble about them lmao

[resolvebound]

♡ + graygreen ;)

Send me a ♡ plus a ship // Accepting

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? if we count the time Rena suggested they stop relying on chance for their meetings, then technically Her 🤭 but aside from that, i think they just kinda fall into a Thing where they meet up and hang out often, until one of them brings it up.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂? oof i can't believe we haven't really talked about this yet. i have no idea how it will go, there's so many options. it could be either one of them! the first scenario that comes to mind is them just being Peaceful and hanging out (as they do) and they become aware of their proximity, the fact they're sitting so much closer than usual while admiring some pretty view. and he looks at her for a bit Too Long, she teases him about how he's looking at her. he throws caution to the wind and kisses her. maybe!! its cute!! but otherwise, we shall see 🤭

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂? he shortens her name to Ever (and when/if he eventually learns her Real Name, he would shorten it to Rena for sure), but other than that, i dont think they do the nickname thing unless they're being absolute lil shits to each other (affectionately) and its part of some in-joke.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂? they would take turns or cook together, neither of them would want the other to be the Sole Cook in the relationship

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲? they both have good taste!

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳? Gray is making snow-angels in his sleep with the way he spreads out. And even if he stays still or takes up less room for whatever reason, he will probably be right up against her anyway. she cant win.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? i think they both generally get up fairly early, but she probably beats him to it. Her waking up or getting up would wake him up unless he's really tired.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴? like with the cooking, they would take turns in this i feel. except he is making her Tea because she is a Tea lady.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽? he would be. he is gonna koala hug her in his sleep (and she probably teases him about it because of the times where he's said he's Not A Hugger). That being said, he's not complaining if he wakes up during the night and he's the little spoon. let guys be the little spoon 👏

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃? It probably depends on what the day has been like, but probably Gray stays up later.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳? Hand holding?? in this household?? jk i think they're fairly equal in making excuses in the beginning.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰? they're both private types and prefer to keep their personal lives, well, personal, so i wouldn't say either are a Fan as such. Gray kinda scrunches his face at other people doing any sort of PDA, and in the beginning of a relationship himself, he would be a bit embarrassed being involved in any PDA, but as he becomes more comfortable with the relationship, he opens up a bit more to things like that. With these two specifically, i think they would both be lowkey about their affections, not showy or over the top, but if you look at them, you can tell they're together/they care from their subtle body language. i feel like they're more likely to hold hands under the table than have an arm around each other. when Gray gets Jealous, there might be some differences though

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂? ...Gray, but only sometimes (if he lies on his back) and if you nudge him or roll him over, he'll stop

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈? Gray, not at Her, but in general, especially if his demon magic is acting up or he's Stressed

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇? Hmmmm....again, kinda equal? Maybe Gray a bit More though. hilarious to think about when they haven't held hands yet

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴? yknow what, i think it could be Rena and/or they happen to be planning it at the same time and she beats him to it because she thinks he hasn't gotten her hints and she has to take things into her own hands. alternatively, there's a spur of the moment Moment where he asks her, but he's completely unprepared and makes her an ice ring (to later be replaced by a proper one).

𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: their first chat comes to mind, he still thinks about the pretty lights she made, the peaceful time and getting to See her for the first time. but her first visit to his cabin and their Deep and Meaningful talk (their current thread) is also a very Good one.

𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: that he didn't deal with Tempesta soon enough and she's still suffering from the effects of what happened. he thinks if he got Tempesta's sample back to Porlyusica faster, Rena and the others might have had a better chance at recovery. He also regrets saying he Doesn't Do Hugs lmao

𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶: as above

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴: Quality time is a big one i think. just Existing together, being in the same room, not necessarily talking, but spending time together. Gifts might be another one, as gifts can show someone has Paid Attention and Cared, they both appreciate the thoughts behind things, as well as practical gifts, and the same goes for acts of service - its about the Care more than the Thing/act. Physical touch will become one for Gray too, just simple closeness and soft affection.

#lucentaire #i Love them dkjfndk #im so soft thinking about all the things #yknow what i love about them #they're very Equal Partnership vibes #❰ ❄ ― gray & rena. lucentaire. ― everyone has broken pieces; ours fit together so well. ❱

[entusiastshipper]

New headcanon dropped:

When Five gets drunk he just sings love songs to Klaus all the time.

Klaus adores it, but he dosen't know if he wants to record because if he does Five will never drink till drunk again but he will have something to blackmail his boyfriend!

#klaus hargreeves #number five #klive #the umbrella academy #harcest #spoiler s3 ig #live and let people ship whatever they want ♡ #entusiast talks!

[crowned-peony]

Hello my darling love! I hope the world is treating you kindly 💛💛

I am very much in a self-ship mood, so if would be so kind as to share a little thought with me! It can be whatever your heart desires to share -like perhaps what do weekends look like for the pair of you? Where would you go on a date? What does a Wednesday night look like? Do you go shopping together? What does a cleaning day consist of?

Anything at all, I just want to see you gush about them and enjoy the love you share with them 💛

Patchy♡ my gorgeous, beautiful, talented wifey♡♡♡

it's been a lovely day♡ Hope you are doing well honey♡

Let me pick a typical Wednesday night and a few of faves♡

With Gojo it be a quiet night. Enjoying some leftovers, laying on the couch and watching some movies (they are picked out randomly) and sharing some desserts (all like mini dessert!! so you can have a few different ones)). Gojo has his phone ready for my questions (what other things is that actor/actress in? What song is this? is this based on anything?).

With Levi it be me curled up in the bathtub either reading, watching videos or maybe coloring while he is gaming. If he has headset on its either half on or the volume is low so he can hear me if I tell I'm about something I'm watching or if I start asking him about the game he is playing. Sometimes he even asks my opinion of what he should do.

Shouto is trying a new recipe together. He isn't that good in kitchen but he tries is best to help. We end up talking about our days (he spills all the hero gossip he has heard, I tell him about any drama that I've seen videos on). We enjoy dinner curled up in living room watching a medical or crime show (he doesn't understand that people watch it for the drama and not how realistic it actually is) and before bed I show him all the cute animal tiktoks that I saved that day♡

[carmen-wister18]

Hi!🌱 Wisteria here!! (or you can call me Carmen, whatever you want!) 🌼

A section to share my drawings (the ones I have for now, as I'm going through a short hiatus) I may do small commissions later on, depending on my time 🧐

Although I have an account to create icons and matching icons which I manage using the Spanish language... however here I will write in English (maybe not so good, by the way, but I hope it is understood).

My icons account is this: @carwisteria18

I will also share content, not only from my fanarts. (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)

All ships are welcome. If you have any suggestions for the drawings, feel free to make them. It will be taken into account for some future project. 👀

By the way, while we're on the subject of ships... Maybe I don't expect certain ships of mine to be well received (your opinion will be well taken into account), but at least I'd like to find some respect for the people who do like them. Just that please, sorry if it might sound bad, but I like to demand mutual respect :D

Don't be surprised to find at any time many drawings of Toudou (I literally adore that guy!💙) So.. be warned hahahah (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

Just live and let live, in this imaginary world made for everyone (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Psdt: In this home, the HaruToudou reigns supreme. ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

#welcome! #carmen-wister18 #Anyone from the Junjou Acceptance team? #I believe in Shinnosuke Toudou supremacy #i'm wisteria

[stupidfatpenguin]

Salty, I hope you're well, congrats on 403 followers! I would simply adore if you would write a little drabble of Din attempting to explain to his very scary and very nice friend Boba that his partner may or may not be the same Luke Skywalker who helped land him in the Sarlacc pit. Thank you! <3

“I have some news.”

This is not Boba’s favourite way to start a conversation. “News” has a way of being unpredictable in a way that seldom works well with running a stable gotra or maintaining a steady stream of profit.

The thing about Din Djarin—brave and honourable, a man of his word, one of the few people Boba has come to trust with his own life—is that “news” seems to follow him wherever he goes.

“Good? Bad?”

“Both… I think.”

Boba sighs, pours himself a pre-emptive glass of his latest batch of imported spotchka. His gut-feeling tells him he’s going to need it. “Let’s hear it then.”

It takes Din a moment to get to it. “I… found someone.”

“That’s the nature of your work, is it not?” Boba frowns, thinking. “Unless you mean it differently.”

“Yes.”

Well, that’s a surprise. Perhaps he should have gotten out another glass.

“I suppose congratulations are in order.”

“Thank you.”

“Hope they make you happy.” Boba raises his drink in a quiet toast, receives a curt nod in response. Something tells him this isn’t the end of it. He takes a good mouthful of liquor. “And the bad news? Unless these were the bad ones.”

Din’s own heavy sigh filters noisily through his helmet. “He—well. He told me he knows you. That you’ve met before.”

The admission perks his interest, but it makes for a long list of possible names. And from the context, he doesn’t imagine it’s anything good. “Someone who’s got a bone to pick with me?”

“No,” says Din, “but he thinks you might have one to pick with him.” If Boba was anyone else, he imagines this is the part where Din rests his hand on his blaster. Instead, he takes a seat across from him—a show of good faith. Between friends. “I’m here to ask you to drop it.”

Boba frowns. “Who?”

“Fett.”

He thinks hard, until it finally—mortifyingly—dawns on him. “You’re fucking Han Solo?”

Din stills. “The smuggler?”

Boba could cry out of relief. “Never mind. Well, it can’t be that bad then, can it. Let’s hear it.”

Din holds on for another moment, perhaps still processing what the infamous smuggler has to do with any of this. Eventually, releases a bracing breath.

“His name is Luke. Skywalker.”

“Alright.”

A pause. “And you’re… ok with this.”

Boba shrugs. “Don’t see why not. Shouldn’t I be?”

It’s still hard to know exactly what goes on behind that helmet sometimes, but Boba imagines he is thinking very hard on what to say next.

He sighs, decides to spare him the agony. “Look, am I surprised you’ve gone and shacked up with the Jedi Knight who ended Jabba’s rule as well as the Galactic Empire? Sure. But I’ve had my revenge, and I’ve picked my winnings. Whatever grudge he thinks I’m holding—just tell him it’s all blue milk spilt in the Dune Sea.”

Din’s shoulders drop, as if they’ve just been relieved of something heavier than beskar. “Alright. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Boba downs the rest of his drink and can no longer conceal his smirk. “Now, what I want to know is if your Jedi happens to be the same Jedi you’ve been leaving the kid with. You know—his teacher.”

The silence provides all the answer he needs long before Din finally concedes with barely-there nod.

“Well, you have far bigger problems then, don’t you think?”

Like how Fennec will get a good laugh out of this when he tells her—and how she’ll never let Djarin live it down.

-

Hi darling! So sorry this took so long I wrote it in dialogue-form when I first got the ask but didn't have it in me to flesh it out before now haha, thank you so much for the prompt, it gave me a good laugh and I hope you'll enjoy it too, if you're still interested in this ship ♡

#Salty Writes #Salty's mailbox #The Mandalorian #DinLuke #The one where Boba Fett is so done with Din Djarin but will do anything for him anyway #Din's future problems lies in his parent teacher conferences #prompts #star wars fanfiction

[plan-d-to-i]

During my years in fandom I always been team like whatever you like, I don't care. You like a horrible character? That's fine. You like a toxic ship? That's great, ship whatever, I just hope you don't consider them goals to imitate in real life.

I don't like haters and I never wanted to be one, when I hate a character I usually just don't talk much about them and avoid fan content about them. I will not bother their fans for liking something I hate. Usually is an easy task.

But JC is an special case for me, I've been in fandom for many many years and this is only the second time I find a fan vision of a character being almost unavoiable.

Because if it was for me with JC I would just do that, avoid content about him and live happily reading wangxian and others mdzs ships I enjoy, but his fanon image is everywhere and infects other characters in a bad way, I'm reading a wangxian fic and there is JC being the "brother who actually loves WWX and WWX has to ask forgiveness", I'm reading about the juniors and there is "cool uncle JC who everyone loves, even LSZ because who cares that JC killed his family", I'm reading 3zun and there is JC I don't know how or why but he's there and he's GREAT. I'm reading meta and there it is "poor JC" who is nothing like canon JC at all.

So in my desire to just avoid fanon JC I end searching "anti JC" content, fics from people that are "anti JC" meta from people that are "anti JC" because in this fandom anti JC just mean that they see JC as he is in canon. Just talking about the things he canonically does, even if you do it in the most objective way not even going into critical mode, is considered being an anti.

"Antis" and "haters" is the only place when I see canon JC and the other characters are themselves and not a worse version of them that fits the "victim JC" narrative.

I would never go after JC's fans in their spaces, I'm ok with them doing whatever they want, ship whatever they want, I don't care. I may hate any JC ship but I would never go after a shipper for shipping them.

I just want to be able to avoid them, I just want them to stop acting as if their opinions are canon, I just want to be able to say that JC is an antagonist and not to have people screaming at me. I want to be able to talk meta about canon without having to deal with a fandom version of a character intruding where they don't belong.

I love MDZS so much, but lately I find myself interacting more with the SVSSS and TGCF fandoms (which I also love) and less and less with the MDZS fandom because I'm just SO TIRED. Just wanting to avoid a stupid fandom version of a character shouldn't be this difficult.

I'm so sorry !! (。。 ) Your experience completely resonated with me and I think a lot more people than you'd imagine can relate to it.

I don't really have a solution either, because as you said jc fanon is almost unavoidable. Even if you find small islands where someone will treat jc's character according to canon, and not warp every other character around his existence, they'll hate MXTX, or think the 🌶 scenes are evil, or have poor takes on other characters... Perhaps you're right and the only way to ultimately enjoy mdzs is away from its fandom. (SVSSS and TGCF have their own fandom pitfalls too...(╥ω╥)) Whatever happens just don't let them ruin the material for you with negative associations. (´ •ω• )♡

#mdzs #answers #fandom.talk.

[sunnyjae]

edited information on requests [open]

ONLY 18+ INTERACT - anyone underage and interacting with my posts will be blocked :(

=͟͟͞͞➳❥ in the process of editing and will be back soon ♡

[1] I choose [x] requests from my inbox at the beginning of the week and i publish them by the end of the same week (by sunday/monday depending on my schedule)

[2] Please don't feel pressured to use any 「prompts」! They're just there to help me with genre/dialogue and tone. [these are not on my page at the moment]

[2.5] Maximum 3 prompts if you do choose some ♡

[3] Please don't message me to ask when i will post it unless you have a valid reason - i have my own life to attend to and i'm not writing smut for a living ♡

[4] If i don't feel comfy with your request (this hasn't happened yet, it's just precautionary) then I won't respond

♡ please try to use tones or emojis if you can when you message me! ♡

things I don’t and won’t write about (not limited to - if I don’t mention everything you want to be aware of then please ask away). This is more personal to me as a writer so I hope you guys can respect that.

rape

knives

blood play

public (semi-public only sometimes)

shibari (I genuinely can’t write about tying people up)

feet (I have a phobia lol)

incest / step-family scenarios

anything between members of the same (or different) group in a sexual/romantic setting - this is primarily because i find it weird to ship members (whereas when I write reader x member i separate the member from the character).

threesomes*/orgies/foursomes whatever - only one member my dudes

scat

*threesomes depend on the members chosen, as i do not want to involve myself in any shipping culture lol

[i write for all genders, whether dom/sub/switch - also do let me know what pet names (if any) you're comfortable with before you request: i.e baby rather than sweetheart]

#kpop smut #kpop prompts #smut prompts

[maeizy]

WELCOME TO MY BLOG💚

(please scroll down and read requesting rules and who I will write for and fan art stuff before you reqest🌾 thank you!)

🌿Back to navi💚

WHAT WILL BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG?:

Random stuff like headcanons, imagines, stiff like rants, as well as some of my fanart and regular art! Its kinda a whatever blog with different topics and just a go with the flow with what I want to post! Please do request whatever! If you have any detailed or just requests for art (fanart or just anything) or for a fanfic idea don't be afraid to message!

INTRODUCTION\ABOUT ME:

This is a minors account therfore a swf account! So Sit back, and relax!🌿💚🌼

Hi! You can call me mae, maeizy, or even Maddie if you perfer! My zodiac is a cancer♋.

im just letting you know right now I have fucked up humor and I laugh at literally everything. im an anti-social and a sarcastic person In general😄 I love to spend my time watching my favorite influencers. As well as boxing, drawing, writing, singing and playing The guitar and piano. I am a minor, I go by she\her pronouns and I am straight. (but totally support the LGBTQ+ community!) Don't be shy to say something or slide into the dms, I'm always up to make freinds but do keep in mind I am a minor and if you do interact as a mutual or friend it makes me more comfy around ages of 15 and younger! im a caring person in general, i will stick my neck out for any of my freinds or anyone that needs it, so that being said, i dont tolerate bullies😀 no hømophobia, râcicim, or sexism, will be ok on this page. if you are ok any of those things please DNI.

Below will be my boundaries, requesting rules, my fandoms for fan-art and fanfiction and who I will write for. When I write fanfiction.🌿💚🌼

BOUNDARIES:

+ Anyone can make requests or typically request anything for art not just fanart! or be anon or simply say hi in my inbox that is fine, as long as you know my boundaries and my rules.

However, to interact personally or to just be a casual friend I'm more comfy with 15 or under ages😄

+ I am ok with being called nicknames such as sis or sister seeing as some of my friends see me as their online sister just dont be weird about it :)

🌷 »    ◠◠◠  ↻      —        ⌗  REQUEST; STATUS    ›    ♡    —       ₊₊⠀‹3

OPEN/ CLOSED

REQUESTING RULES(writing fanfics and art)

+ please dont request Hardcore NSWF, like I'm ok with kissing or um whatever. but keep in mind minor here lmao (dont mind doing ship art but no nswf art)

+ I do write angst because ✨DrAmA✨

+ if it does have potential triggers death, s\h ect, will be trigger warned at the top of each post.

+ you can request multiple people in head canons just specify!( I live for fluffy headcanons N' stuff 😌)

+ specify who your requesting for and if they are romantic\platonic. (Fics)

For smps:

+ if you don't know if I'm comfortable with something, send it in and I'll let you know!

+and to top it off please lmk if I cross any creator boundaries When I do write for the smp.

FANDOMS:

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

STRANGER THINGS

DSMP (SOMETIMES)

MARVEL

STAR WARS: MANDO, OR KYLO REN ERA.

WENDSDAY

SUPERNATURAL

SHAZAM

TWD

MAZE RUNNER

LOCKWOOD AND CO

MAGICAL BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

SIX OF CROWS

BBC SHERLOCK HOLMES

PERCY JACKSON

(I will add more! Just ask if I write or can draw a certain character if you wanted to request but it wasn't up here)

#Dsmp x reader #Mcyt x reader #MCU headcanons #artists on tumblr #bench trio headcanons #shifting realities #avengers x reader #dream smp headcanons #wilbur soot x reader #Stranger things x reader #The umbrella academy x reader #Five Hargreeves x reader #twd x reader #the walking dead x reader #lockwood and co x reader #anthony lockwood x reader #shazam x reader #billy batson x reader #maze runner x reader #newt scamander x reader #soc x reader #Kaz brekker x reader #bbc sherlock x reader #kylo ren x reader