#I wrote something completely different for them that was not vday

[pixiegrl]

did werewolf dads celebrate their valentines day together? 👀

They did! Im not quite sure what they did but they did something together

[freckliedan]

omfg so im reading your linguistics paper rn and im at the part where you talk about how its taboo to post abt the vday vid or dailybooths etc. but i feel like the chains have loosened over the years so to speak? cuz like, on twitter people have just. posted full dailybooth screenshots, or reference the 2009 phan song all the time which itself refs vday. and im wondering if thats like, because the community had gotten smaller after the dapg hiatus that ppl were more lax about it, or if it felt like dnp were more lax about it, or if these are all younger fans who werent aware of this etiquette at all but since so many younger fans have been joining like post coming out they just dont see it as taboo at all? some self-policing does still occur, specifically w ppl reposting dans nakedbooths, but its def not the case of YOU HAVE TO BE COMPLETELY SILENT ABOUT THIS anymore. i havent even finished reading yet but im enthralled

OOH thank you for the question i have so many thoughts on this actually. (context)

i think there's multiple reasons why the taboo on discussing the vday vid & other deleted social media things has grown lesser? under the cut bc i got wordy.

partially i'd chalk it up to the change in phandom demographics. like, there's a way lower proportion of us now who were around for the direct aftermath of the first major leak in 2012, or who even were a part of the phandom when a majority of folks had been present for that. things were so bad and painful then & in the era directly afterwards! people still learn about that but the knowledge of how bad things got is always going to be different from the lived experience.

so that's reason one: i think that within the fandom the strongest emotional reaction to the existence of the vday video & deleted social media posts will always exist in ppl who were around in 2011-2013 & similarly deeply ingrained in folks who joined right after that in 2014-15. and i think there's still a lot of us but there's also just like.. so many less of us now, too. the vast majority of my mutuals from 5 years ago have abandoned or deleted their blogs.

i do think another part of why things have gotten less taboo is bc it's no longer something that has the potential to out dan and phil/how directly they've acknowledged the social media posts (& to a lesser degree the vday vid)?

like. dan literally used screenshots that he almost certainly got from the phan directory in basically i'm gay. they acknowledged that the manchester eye meant something to them in giving the people what they want/witl (watched them at the same time, can't remember which had that in it). i know they knew how people would react to them mentioning iconic teen dalien moments in the big wheel in the sims.

there's also the fact that like... angry phil DMs/copyright strikes are a thing of the past? i'm not going to tell people where to find the vday video but it's stupidly easy to locate on more mainstream platforms at this point in time. shit, that brings me to another point: fans who joined more recently weren't around for the era where blogs were getting taken down for what they were posting. another reason it's more chill now.

like, the openness of the secret is like, something that makes seeking out the taboo less of a thrill?

but on the other hand! learning in detail abt the vday vid and old social media posts is something i think people find less necessary now? that used to be the most concrete like... phan proof. proof they were queer. and now that they're explicitly gay and openly together to the degree that they are it's like. the value of the information has lessened.

to go in a different direction. i definitely wouldn't call it a formalized etiquitte that the youngun's just don't know, especially when it comes to the social media posts—they've always circulated and even 5 years ago when i wrote that paper they were more openly talked about even tho the vday video wasn't (though again: 5 years ago was still wayyyyy more lax than 2013/14).

ultimately there's always just been so much clout tied up to knowing about the vday video & social media posts? so even though being too blatant has always been a taboo transgressing that norm with skill has also always been a phandom value.

i'm not going to get too far into the ways that dan and phil's fandom literacy and the fan response of archiving everything play into things bc i think i covered that well in my paper but yeah!

i don't have a good conclusion but: less % of the fandom being present for the aftermath of dnp being outed by the leak + greater aknowledgement of these subjects by dnp + less value for the information in the vday vid & deleted social media posts = more casual attitude towards vday vid & social media posts and a healthier phandom overall

[bkgmaid]

Can you do something for Jumin Han and MC with 😏 from the Vday prompts please?

// ee of course ! I'm a little rusty w nsfw tho, so my apologies if it's not the best ! also, I'm not sure if you meant YOU as mc, or if you meant mc herself, so if I wrote it from the wrong perspective I can rewrite it!

// TW NSFW! Sexual pet names, sexual implications, dominant partner ! \\

As the day broke in the penthouse MC and Jumin both shared, it was evident that she was the only one that still lay in bed. Once she was able to collect herself, she sat on the edge of the bed, facing the beautiful view the penthouse provided. This was normal for her, to be alone. Since Jumin was commonly called for work emergencies or early morning flights out for business.

But as she checked her phone it became apparent that today was not the day for her to be so alone, given that it was valentines day. She awoke to several messages from all of the RFA, detailing well wishes for them during such a romantic holiday. Though, the thought of that now brought on emotions much different than the ones they wished for her. Since she realized that Jumin was nowhere to be found.

With severe reluctancy, she hoisted herself up from the bed she previously sat on and ventured into the kitchen where she'd assumed the chef would be waiting for her order. But as she turned the corner into the dining room, she smelled a beautiful aroma waft from the kitchen. Now, she knew it wasn't the chef. Perhaps one of the RFA members was sent by Jumin to accompany her so you wouldn't be alone on a day like this. That would have redeemed him slightly in her mind.

Nevertheless, as she followed the scent into the kitchen with much anticipation on who it could be, she was left stunned on who was there waiting for her. It was Jumin? She felt like it couldn't even be him.. he seemed so out of character.

His usual tidy hair was thrown in a small ponytail, though with some of the hairs not staying put some fell onto his face. He wore nothing as a top, which was very surprising to her, she doesn't think she's ever seen him so naked outside of the bedroom. And of course, he wore his signature pinstripe silk pants.

He was heavily focusing on the food being cooked before him, slightly hovering over it as trickles of sweat formed on his forehead from the flame being so close to him. He hadn't noticed her, but after staring at him for what felt like forever, she was finally snapped out of it when he moved his position over the stove. He seemed to have been done, but still very concentrated on procuring the correct plating and presentation.

As his back becomes turned to her as he looks for the correct garnish and seasonings, she silently begins to approach him. Once she reaches him, she gives him a soft back hug, whispering a ‘good morning’ in his ear. That jolted him out of concentration, but soon he began to relax his shoulders as a smile replaced the prior focused frown on his face. He greeted her back as he planted a kiss on her forehead. Asking if she had appreciated what you woke up to.

It took a moment for her to understand what he meant by that, but then it clicked. The hair, the shirt (or, lack thereof), the cooking, he had more in mind than just a nice valentine's day breakfast. Though, being the brat she was, she decided she wanted him to tell her his little plan himself. So she asked, “what do you mean what I woke up to? You were just cooking, right?”.

His eyes grew darker, immediately catching on to what she wanted from him. Before he replied, he removed her hands from his waist and turned to face her. Swiftly taking a hand and lightly gripping her jaw with it, moving her head to make direct eye contact with him. He answered in a deeply toned whisper, their faces an inch apart, “you know what I mean, darling. Simply put, I have ulterior motives. Is that such a crime? Was it not to your liking?”.

She was flustered, frozen in awe ever since he put his hands on her. He knew what he was doing, though she was enjoying it nonetheless. Once she regained her senses, she wasn't completely submissive to his will, yet. She teased back, asking, “so what if it was, hm? What would you do to me then, master~” moving her hand to his waist once again as she said that. She watched the subtle shock on his face as that last word escaped her mouth. His pale skin became slightly red from the shock. She was joking, but he didn't truly take it that way. Because once he came back to his senses his eyes grew hungry for her.

Before she could say anything else, he lifted her by her thighs and placed her on the table they usually dined at. And as he did so he drew closer to her, so close, she could easily feel his bulge against her stomach, having only a few light pieces of silk dividing it. As his eyes grew with more insatiable desire, he held her back with one hand, and her jaw with another as to whisper in her ear. He details with a soft but deep, almost silky voice, “well, you’ve gotten what you’ve wanted him? If I must let you know, I was planning on fucking you right here on the table. I cannot tell you how much I've missed my pathetic baby moaning my name while riding my cock, hm?” he plants a light bite on her neck as he moves his hand under her gown, “though, I was planning on teasing you much more than this.. but this will most certainly do.” 

[tsundere-model]

[Jupiter to Izumi Vday Drabble]

[Hello hello! Thanks for liking the post! Here is Jupiter giving Izumi a Vday gift! Hope he enjoys it~]

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She was very nervous about doing this, but she was going to do it. She had to! She had to be brave and take this plunge—but also she’d asked Ponsol to help her and he’d get upset with her if she wasted his time for nothing… so she had that working against her as well.

True, she could have asked Arashi for help, but she didn’t want to bother him with this. She still felt safer to be willful with Ponsol, even if he would complain about it afterwards.

All she had done was ask Ponsol if he knew that Izumi was inside and available, and Ponsol had sent off a message to the model to be given a response that made Ponsol ‘tsk!’ in irritation. She had to wait while watching him type away at this phone once more before he apparently got a favorable response from the model.

Wonder what was different between the two times he asked a question? Jupiter wouldn’t know the answer to this, but it was the fact that Ponsol didn’t mention Jupiter the first time around when Izumi gave him a cold answer. Once the heir stated that Jupiter was the one that was asking, Izumi’s tune changed and he was more than willing to explain the fact that he was currently at home and he’d be free in a couple of minutes.

The way that Izumi’s attitude changed when Jupiter was involved was rather interesting, that’s for sure.

Patiently, she waited a few minutes at Ponsol’s place until Izumi was going to be free, and then she zoomed herself over to his door. The heir did offer to come along to help translate anything for her, but she shook her head. She already had things covered by having some things written out in a notebook already.

The Notebook had been resting up against the wall the entire time as it was on standby. She didn’t need to bring it along with her when she was  visiting Ponsol because they could already converse with sign language, so it would just be a burden for her to carry.

That’s what transpired up till this point and she was waiting outside the door after having knocked on it for Izumi to open the door to greet her with the friendly smile that he always gave her. Soon enough, the door opened and Izumi happily greeted her like he normally did.

To begin, she handed him a small plastic bag with a cute silver and blue ribbon that was tied around the top of the bag to keep the contents inside. Once she’d passed off the bag, she reached over to the notebook that was resting up against the wall to flip through a couple of pages to get to the pages that she needed to get to.

[Happy Valentine’s day! I made some cookies for you and I hope you’ll accept them! The recipe I used was the one that you taught me!]

A cute drawing of herself was drawn in the little corner of the page. The cookies were made with the same recipe that Izumi taught her before when she first met him and he invited her in and made some cookies with her. She had a good memory and so when she went back home, she jotted down what she could remember and she practiced making more until she made something good! These were the fruits of her hard work and her practice!

Personally, she thought that she did a really good job on recreating the treats herself. As her ‘sensei’ she wanted to give him proof that she was still working hard on baking. Maybe he would feel proud of her for her hard work? That would be nice!

[I cut cute shapes into them! I found cute cat and bunny shapes.]

Admittedly, there was a comment (from Ponsol) that Izumi was like a cat, and he did often make remarks about how she was like a small bunny. With that in mind, she found the cookie cutter shapes and she baked the cookies with those cute shapes.

Being as innocent and positive as she was, she thought that Izumi being like a cat was a compliment, but that’s not how Ponsol originally meant it when he said that. He was referring to the fact that Izumi was very capricious, and he seemed to have extreme mood swings. One moment he was fine, then he was getting all hissy, and he could suddenly be very happy.

Jupiter had thought that he was comparing Izumi to a cat because they were graceful and beautiful creatures. Who didn’t look at a cat and feel in awe of how regal they felt?

Both blonds, but they had two completely different images of Izumi in their heads.

[I hope that you’ll like them, sensei! ❤]

Now feeling a bit nervous and shy, she hid half of her face behind her notebook, feet fidgeting nervously, looking as though they were trying to climb on top of the other. She didn’t know what to really do now that she’d handed the cookies over and revealed her little messages.

Oh! That’s right! There is something else that she could say! She flipped to another page, pulled out the pencil from the spirals of the notebook and she wrote out another message for the model to read:

[Please be kind to me this year as well, Sensei! I’ll do my best to be a good student!]

There we go! These cookies were given with grateful feelings. Ponsol had explained it to her before that people in Japan sometimes gave out chocolates to say thank you to someone being kind to them. He went into the subject because she asked why he always had to give out gifts on ‘pi day’.

She was pretty sure that she was good to go and so she closed her notebook and she tucked it underneath her one arm before she waved goodbye to the model. She still had some other treats to deliver so she had to go~!

Sitting down on the carpet with his legs crossed, Izumi was now going through some texts he had to prepare for class. In between the chocolate rush and some unexpected last minute work, his whole schedule had become a mess he had to make up for. Since he didn’t had to go out just yet, he had yet to get ready -make-up and clothes wise- lounging around in sweat pants and hair clips. After he worked in this for another hour he’d go get ready and later he’d be out.

His phone rang with a message and he stretched over, not really wanting to get up from his comfortable spot on the carpet. A roll of his eyes at the name, wondering if the other was going to complain about the ‘left-over’ sweets he had gave him -technically left-overs even though he had made the cover specifically so Ponsol would not absolutely hate them. He opened it ready to get into some of their usual bickering. He crooked an eyebrow to the question of whether he was free, immediately replying he wasn’t. He didn’t know what Ponsol might want, but he was indeed busy, and unless it was a fire in his apartment, he’d rather die than be seen looking bad.

And his position withstood… at least until Jupiter’s name was mentioned, and suddenly it wasn’t such a bad idea and of course she could come over, he was right about to finish writing this anyway. Quickly typing that fifteen minutes should be enough -for he wouldn’t like to make her wait- Izumi worked through his papers, put on a slightly more decent jersey and lowered his hair.

He was already pretty decent when he heard the knock, and rushed over with a bright smile, ready to greet the cute girl.

A bag? With a smile he reached forward for the cute package “For me?” he questioned, all too happy about being given a present… and the ribbon made of his two favorite colors was a nice addition.

Blue eyes widened slightly at the thought of her remembering the recipe, a faint blush of shyness as he thought of her memorizing and following the recipe he had adapted from Ritsu’s to teach her. It made him really happy! Also he had to admit her drawing of herself was adorable.

“You remembered how to do it after just one time? That’s amazing Jupiter-chan” Opening the bag very gently, he peeked inside to see the cat and bunny shapes from the cookies. They looked really cute! He did wondered why had she chose those motives over others. If he was to know that she thought he was graceful and beautiful like a cat he would have been even happier-and embarrassed about it-. And if he had known that thought came from Ponsol calling him a cat, he would have shown a level of annoyance at the guess of it meaning nothing good. As if Ponsol had a better personality! He shouldn’t be complaining about others! “They look really cute~ I’m gonna enjoy these cookies a lot”

The little bow was surprising but he giggled a bit, all too happy about this situation.

“Thank you Jupiter-chan. It makes me really happy to have such a cute and cheerful little disciple. Let’s get along this year as well” he smiled, holding the little bag closer to his chest and reaching forward to give her a small pat on her head before she had to leave. Closing the door behind him he looked at the cookies. They were almost too cute to be eaten. But Jupiter might be sad if she knew he hadn’t ate them.

He took a few pics of the bag, and then placed the cookies over a little plate, mindful of the balance and composition. A satisfied hum, he took some more pictures. This was his treasure for the day, after all.

He should definitely make some sweets for her on White Day. After all, that strawberry and cream cake she might receive soon was also from Ritsu... he should definiteley do something on his own~