#tkk fanfiction

[bubblegumflavor]

Last night's random doodles turned into an actual fanfic idea! *_*;

Concept: The sweet, nerdy guy Daniel started to like is not quite what he thought..

[larussoslostdaughter]

I loved my Friend.

Word count: 3653

Fandom: Cobra Kai

Relationship: Demetri x Hawk

Pairing: MxM

Warnings: (not so much of a warning but) Fluff.

I loved my friend.

He went away from me

There's nothing more to say

The poem ends

Soft as it began —

I loved my friend.

Demetri watched his best friend from the back of the dojo, trying to understand when everything had changed so much. Eli, the shy boy who used to play video games with him and share nerdy theories, was gone. In his place stood Hawk, a tough, confident teenager, completely different from the friend he used to know.

Hawk strutted around the dojo with his typical arrogance, flaunting his red mohawk like a flag announcing his arrival. He laughed loudly with other students, cracking jokes that felt so foreign to Demetri. All of it seemed like an act, a mask Eli had put on to hide. But the problem was that this mask was starting to feel permanent.

Demetri crossed his arms as he watched Hawk practice a punch on the heavy bag. There was something about the way Hawk moved, the way he spoke, that deeply irritated him. Not because it was annoying, but because it made him feel... strange.

What Demetri didn’t want to admit was that he missed Eli. Not just his best friend—the one he shared everything with—but the boy he had started to feel something more for. There was something about Eli’s vulnerability, his nervous laughter, the way he blushed whenever someone said something kind, that had made Demetri realize he wanted more than just friendship.

But this new Eli—Hawk—didn’t seem to have room for that.

One afternoon, after practice, Demetri finally worked up the courage to talk to him.

“Hey, Hawk,” he called, emphasizing the nickname with a hint of sarcasm. Hawk turned to face him, raising an eyebrow.

“What’s up, Demetri? Looking for tips on how not to be a loser?” he replied with a mocking grin.

Demetri ignored the comment and stepped closer.

“I don’t know who you’re supposed to be now, but I miss Eli. Remember him? The guy who used to correct my grammar and knew all the differences between Star Wars editions. What happened to him?”

Hawk crossed his arms, visibly uncomfortable.

“Eli’s dead, Demetri. I’m Hawk now, and I don’t have time for that nerdy crap anymore.”

Demetri felt a lump in his throat but refused to back down.

“Dead? Don’t give me that, Eli. This... this isn’t you. What you’re doing, who you’re trying to be, isn’t the guy I... the guy I admire.”

Hawk frowned, but Demetri pressed on before he could respond.

“You know what bothers me? Not that you changed your name or your style. What bothers me is that you’ve distanced yourself so much that I don’t even know if I’m still your friend. And I don’t know how to connect with this... Hawk, because I don’t have feelings for him.”

Silence filled the space between them. Hawk stared at him, surprised, as if he was finally seeing Demetri for the first time in weeks.

“Feelings?” Hawk asked, his voice losing some of its edge.

Demetri nodded, embarrassed but resolute.

“Yeah, feelings. For Eli. The guy you used to be before all this. But if that guy doesn’t exist anymore, then I guess what I feel doesn’t matter to you either.”

Hawk looked away, his expression hardening again, but this time Demetri could see something behind the mask: insecurity.

“I don’t know if I can be that guy again, Demetri,” Hawk admitted quietly.

Demetri stepped closer, meeting his friend’s gaze.

“You don’t have to be exactly the same. But you don’t have to hide either. Eli or Hawk, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re honest with yourself.”

For the first time in a long time, Hawk let his guard down, even if just a little.

“Maybe I can try,” he murmured, more to himself than to Demetri.

And in that moment, Demetri felt that, while the road ahead would be long, there was a chance to bring Eli back—or at least to find a way to connect with whoever Hawk was trying to become.

[skyfallslayer]

SkyFallSlayer's || Cobra Kai || Masterlist

🔥 = Smut 🧸= Fluff 💔= Angst (The Holy Trinity of Fanfics) ⭐= Hiatus

Note: If two or more characters are marked for the same fic, then the emojis used to indicate above my vary depending on their part in the story. If they're the love interest to the reader in their section, but the other person isn't, then their emojis might be different.

REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN RN!

-Main Masterlist Index-

•Robby Keene

|| Series

A Beautiful Crime - Coming Soon (x Sister!OFC) 🧸💔

Summary: Series of stories following Laura “Lara” Keene, the daughter of Johnny and twin sister to Robby. She may not be the best martial artist, but she sure has the knack of helping anyone in need… or putting someone in their place.

-More will be added as time moves on/If you like to get updates, taglist is open-

[itskotka]

the greatest gift of all

for @dull-c @cksecretsanta23

summary: it's johnny's first christmas with robby and he's determined to make it okay. he ends up at daniel's house for christmas.

A/N: this was so fun to write and i'm very excited for you to read this! apologies it took a little longer than expected and was slightly rushed, but nonetheless, merry christmas and happy holidays!

Johnny Lawrence didn’t know what to expect. It was his first Christmas with Robby - finally after all of these years - and all he wanted was to not screw it up. He was notorious for ruining everything in his life, so why would Christmas be the exception? He needed this to go over okay. After the last tournament, they had been better. Good, even. Part of that he attributed to Daniel and his good influence - even as hard as that was to admit. Johnny knew the mistakes he made and the irreversible damage they caused, but he was determined to fix it. Bandaids don't fix bullet holes after all. 

Everything was set up to be good, mediocre in the least. Until his power went out, he cursed out the tenant upstairs, almost got into a fight, and burnt the only edible food he had in his kitchen. Breathe in, breathe out, assess the damages. There was a method to his madness, as difficult as it was to see what that method was. He glanced at his watch. There were only 20 minutes until Robby was supposed to be over and there was no way he could host anymore. Hell, even the skinny tree in the corner was falling apart and had no lights to cover it up with. 

And that’s how Johnny Lawrence and his son ended up on Daniel LaRusso’s doorstep on Christmas night.

“Come on in, John. Hey Robby, how are you?” Daniel greeted them as he opened the front door and led them inside. 

“Thanks for having us, Mr. LaRusso,” Robby answered and shook his hand. Johnny rolled his eyes, both in embarrassment and jealousy. Over the phone with Daniel, Daniel had insisted it wasn’t a problem at all to have them. Johnny disagreed, but what other choice did he have? His plans were already ruined anyway and he wasn’t succumbing to Robby going back to Shannon’s alone for Christmas. Robby didn’t mind the change of scenery - God, his politeness and patience were surely not inherited from his father. Johnny couldn’t seem to mind as long as this all got smoothed out and Robby had a good night. 

The LaRusso’s front room was decked out in bright white lights and greenery. Smooth jazz music erupted from the corner, along Amanda quickly adjusted the sound. Johnny peered down one of the hallways, noticing they took the phrase “deck the halls” a little too literally. It was impressive, honestly. 

Amanda approached the pair and was quick to shake their hands. “It’s very nice to see you both,” she told them, lingering slightly at Johnny. Maybe it was the maternal instinct in her to know when something was wrong, but she definitely sensed tension with Johnny. Johnny tightly smiled at her until she walked away to the kitchen, trying to make himself seem put together. 

He turned back towards Robby who was taking in the decorations. “Sorry again, Robby. If that jackass upstairs hadn’t tried to light three trees at once, we wouldn’t be here.” Robby looked up at him, confused.

“It’s okay, Dad. Really.” He let out a breath of relief. Being addressed as ‘Dad’ was new to him and a foreign concept, but it warmed his heart every time he heard it. “I’m gonna say hi to Sam if that’s okay,” Robby said with a small smile. He waved him off and patted his shoulder as he walked past and down the decked hall. He was proud of his son for following in his footsteps in that way; arguably one of the good traits he inherited. For their sake, he hoped it would work out this time. 

“Well, merry Christmas Johnny!” Daniel exclaimed, sneaking up out of nowhere on him. “Mi casa es su casa. Wait, do you know what that means? I know you’re with Miguel a lot but-”

“I’m not an idiot, Daniel. I passed Spanish in high school, thanks to Ali’s homework.” Daniel chuckled, putting his hand on Johnny’s shoulder. 

“And look how far that got you. Make yourself at home, John. Dinner’s almost ready. I don’t have any Coors Banquet, but you can pick your poison.” Daniel presented him with his bar cart, fully stocked with a large variety of alcohol. Johnny mumbled back a thanks and cracked open a beer. 

“If I didn’t know better,” Johnny started, pausing to take a swig out of his bottle. “I’d say you were an alcoholic.”

“And what do you think the cause of that would be?” 

“Bullshit, LaRusso.”

“You’re telling me!” Johnny rolled his eyes at Daniel’s remark. The pair was on better terms now, but those terms still weren’t good . Acquaintances with a past, at most. Either way, Johnny was ready for this night to be over. Daniel led them into the kitchen (which was still, ridiculously decorated) and helped Amanda finish up dinner. Johnny found himself examining their family photos on the mantle and the walls. The most he had was Robby’s soccer picture from God knows how many years ago. He secretly wished for what LaRusso had. The perfect family, the perfect mentor, the perfect life . Aside from his part in it, of course. He’d never admit to it aloud, but he felt its presence everywhere. In everything he did, he realized the weight of the things he’d done and how hard they were to fix. But he was working on it. Trying had to count for something.

Robby, Sam, and Anthony eventually came down from the hall and sat to eat the five-course meal Amanda had prepared. 

“You’ve outdone yourselves. Thank you,” Johnny commented to the couple next to him. Robby sat on the other side of him, but Daniel insisted on sitting next to Johnny (even if it wasn’t his ‘usual’ spot as Anthony put it). 

“Of course, any time,” Amanda accepted with a smile.

Daniel, on the other hand, protested. “A compliment from Johnny Lawrence? It must be a true Christmas miracle.”

“Laugh it up LaRusso. I’m here out of pity.”

“Sure you are, John.” The table succumbed to the silent chatter of forks scraping against plates and small comments here and there. When everyone was finished, Daniel put on Home Alone and ended up at the kitchen island with Johnny. Johnny watched a lot of television and films, sure, but he was enjoying the peace and sense of comfort he found there. It was a change of pace and he hated himself for enjoying it there. At Daniel LaRusso’s mansion nonetheless. “Not a fan of peak Christmas movies?” Daniel approached, holding a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. 

“Nah, I’m just. Watching, I guess.” Johnny didn’t know how to lie very well, which was funny considering his track record. Daniel set the glasses down and gestured to ask permission. Johnny grabbed the glass and nodded. “Thanks, man.”

“You not a fan of Christmas or something?”

“It’s my first Christmas with Robby, you know. My mom, uh, didn’t have a great track record with holidays. I don’t want to repeat the same mistakes,” Johnny admitted, unsure why he was even talking about it. His mom had been gone for years and he didn’t even like to speak about her when she was still here. Daniel just nodded silently and sipped his drink. “I feel like I already ruined it,” he whispered. At this comment, Daniel placed a hand on his shoulder and looked up at him.

“You didn’t ruin it. I may not be your biggest fan, but I can’t watch you self-deprecate like this. You don’t deserve that. And look at him.” He pointed towards Robby, who was laughing on the couch next to Sam. “He’s happy.” 

“No thanks to me.”

“You brought him here. That was enough.” Their conversation lulled as Johnny thought about what he had said. Robby looked happy to be there and that’s all that mattered, wasn’t it? Maybe it wasn’t such a bad night after all, and maybe this was where they were supposed to be. 

“Can I ask a favor?” 

“Sure, Johnny.”

“Do you have wrapping paper?” Daniel coughed out a laugh. 

“Wrapping paper?” He asked back, laughing over his words. 

“Whatever, man, forget I asked.”

“No, no, I do. Come with me.” Johnny rolled his eyes again and followed Daniel to a room opposite the other hallway. “Choose wisely,” Daniel teased, showing him an array of papers. Johnny wasn’t going to bother wrapping Robby’s gift, but he felt like the Christmas spirit was upon him. It didn’t help that he’d never wrapped a present before, but hell if he was going to ask Daniel for instruction. Johnny smiled weakly at him and grabbed a random blue roll with snowflakes on it. Expecting Daniel to leave, Johnny took out the gift from his jacket pocket and tried to align it with the paper. “Johnny,” Daniel sterned. 

“What?”

“Have you ever even, you know, wrapped a gift?”

“Pssh, of course, I have.” Johnny held his pocket knife up towards the paper, the paper crinkling in his hands.

“Doesn’t look like it. Here.” Daniel took a pair of scissors off a desk and laid the wrapping on the floor. Johnny crouched to meet his level and watched the man cut the paper and carefully wrap it around the rectangle. “Tape?”

“Oh, right.” Johnny turned and found the tape, ripping off too long of a piece and handing it to him. Daniel chuckled at it but took it anyway. They continued on it mutually (although Daniel definitely knew what he was doing; Johnny did not). When done, Daniel stood and bowed to it as if it were a karate match. Johnny shook his head at him and took the gift from the floor. “Thank you. I appreciate it, man.”

“Anytime John.” They left the room and returned to their whiskeys at the counter. “You’re really worried about this whole Robby-Christmas thing, aren’t you?” Daniel asked, pushing the subject further. Johnny gulped and took another swig. “For what it’s worth, I think your worry is proof you’re doing something right. As parents, all we want is our kids to be okay.”

“I screwed up. Bad.” He sighed. 

“We all do.” Daniel paused. “Sam’s 8th Christmas? She caught me writing from Santa on a present. How’s that for lazy planning on my part?” Johnny laughed, picturing the story. 

“That’s different.”

“Sure it is. Point is, we make mistakes. We learn from them. We grow up. And along the way, we realize that maybe, someday, things will be forgiven.” Johnny stared at the bottom of his glass, taking the other man’s words to heart. “You’re doing alright, Johnny. And believe it or not, it’s good for you to be in his life. You both deserve that.” 

“You know, I never thought I’d say this, but you give good advice LaRusso.”

“We’re not so different, you and I. We were raised differently - sometimes that’s the only difference. We don’t have to fight.” Daniel smiled meekly. 

“No. I suppose we don’t.”

“Christmas truce?”

“Christmas truce,” he agreed. The men shook hands, accepting the fact that tomorrow was a new day. Maybe in the new year, things would be better for them; they could only hope. The movie shortly ended and Johnny collected his things to leave. Daniel started leading him towards the front door. “Thank you again, Daniel. It was a good Christmas.”

“I would have to agree with you there. Wait, where’s Robby?”

“Saying goodbye to Sam.” Daniel nodded, but as he turned his head towards the hallway, he saw the couple kiss under a conveniently planted mistletoe. Daniel scoffed as Johnny started to smile. “Attaboy,” he mumbled under his breath.

“I guess it is tradition,” Daniel agreed solemnly. “I need another drink.”

“Tradition or not, if you try getting me under that? It’s over LaRusso. I will kick your ass until there’s no ass left to kick.” 

“Ouch. You forget I’m also a trained fighter.”

“I don’t know how I could forget the thing you’ve lorded over me for how many years now?” Johnny started counting on his fingers. Daniel struck his hand down, laughing as he did.

“Point taken.” Robby suddenly appeared from the hall, joining them.

“What’s happening over here?” He asked calmly, a sly smile on his face.

“Your father’s being his ridiculous self.”

“What’s new?” The three of them shared a moment before Johnny and Robby headed out the door, thanking Daniel once again. Once outside, Johnny reached into his pocket.

“Before I forget,” he started, “I wanted you to have this.” Robby looked up at him, his breath condensing in the cold air. He carefully unwrapped the paper, revealing an old walkman. “I know it’s not much and I’m sorry. It used to be mine and it got me through some tough shit. If you think it’s stupid or you don’t want it, that’s fine I-” His rambling was cut off by Robby flinging his arms around him.

“Thank you,” he mumbled into Johnny’s jacket. Johnny, slightly taken aback, hugged him back cautiously and closed his eyes. 

“Merry Christmas kid.”

“Merry Christmas Dad. I love you.” Johnny’s eyes filled with tears and he grabbed onto his son a little tighter. Maybe Daniel was right, in all of his weird wisdom and philosophy. Some things were worth fixing.

“I love you too, Robby.” 

[spacebugarts]

Hey! You should tell us about your werewolf karate boys au!

While answering this ask I realized there's no way to talk about this au without writing out an entire plot summary of the fic I'm writing which would kida defeat the purpose of writing it so, uhh... I'll shorten it the best I can? Probably still gonna be a bit long so I'll put it under a cut

Johnny gets bit by a werewolf on the way back from the All Valley (bc that night was already so bad for him why not make it worse?) and basically entirely rejects the suggestion that it could've been a werewolf bc

It wasn't a full moon

He was probably seeing things bc he was so stressed and very injured, it was probably just like. A dog or something

He's had bad sensory days before and yeah this is worse but like its not abnormal (autistic Johnny my beloved <3)

Werewolves aren't real

Tommy continues to believe he's turning into a werewolf bc its Tommy, he's chaotic and stubborn, and Bobby continues to try finding a reasonable explanation bc he's the only one with a braincell, while Dutch and Jimmy are just here to make jokes and be idiots about it.

Over winter break Johnny starts convincing himself it was nothing, but then the first full moon hits and the guys need to try and keep him from going feral with very little success, but eventually they manage to pin him down and he wakes up chained to a tree with a vague recollection of what happened and a very bad headache. Eventually school comes back and he has to figure out how to deal with being a werewolf when he has to spend so much time in close proximity to the boy that publicly humiliated him and for some reason his wolf senses seem particularly attuned to... its probably because he hates him right? Yeah, totally (hint hint nudge nudge)

Well eventually Johnny realizes he probably won't get anywhere trying to control himself if he doesn't confront things head on and get some help staying calm, and the only person that can help with that is... *sigh* Daniel. He starts doing some training with him, learning how to control his anger with kata and other calming exercises, and eventually he realizes he actually... doesn't hate him? And also Mr. Miyagi keeps looking at him and acting weird and holy shit does he know something? He knows something doesn't he?

Idk where I'll go from that point, I might get into the actual KK2 plotline and have Johnny go to Okinawa with them, but I know I want him to expose himself at some point trying to protect Daniel, which would be easier to add with the plot of the second movie than to create another threat for him to fight off, idk tho. Definitely want Miyagi to know things tho lol

So yeah thats the au as it stands so far, I just gotta... put it into words in a way that's less scattered lol

[secretsandwritinggs]

I got the results of my post with my poll and, fortunately enough, 17 of you said you wanted to read my Karate Kid/Cobra Kai WIPS! So I will try to remember to publish them on the dedicated day (which is Saturday) or at the very least publish them on Sunday! I’m also debating whether I should do a certain day to answer any questions about them, but I decided against it! I have decided to think of an emoji system that is still in my drafts, but it will be published soon once I fix my pinned again...

*Oh, if I can’t think of any WIPS on the designated Saturday, you can ask me questions about the current ones that I have published in my TOS document! ( ๑ ̅◡ ̅́)

[birdbrainedboy]

Chapter 3 of my Lawrusso fic, Roll with the Changes, is out!

Fic summary:

It’s been two months since the 1984 Under 18 All Valley Karate Tournament, and while Daniel LaRusso and Johnny Lawrence haven’t talked since, they’ve certainly been keeping tabs on each other.

Through the power of music and unfortunately timed lightning, the two wake up one day to discover that they have somehow switched bodies. Unable to switch back, they are forced to masquerade as one another until a solution can be found. With unspoken jealousy and uncertainty running rampant between them, will they be be able to stand each other long enough to figure out their predicament?

OR:

Johnny and Daniel swap bodies, and have to deal with each other long enough to figure out how to go back to normal.

[gay-caveman]

if you guys like lawrusso and are into theater you should read my fic!!! it's my first time writing so criticism is always welcome.

[chaotictommy]

Two more chapters of Living for You are out now.

It’s been a while since I updated it, so I wanted to come back to it.

[akookminsupporter]

Hi Rosie! You know what I've realized now that Chapter 2 is coming to an end? How fucking obsessed certain people are with Jikook, as individuals and most especially, as a duo.

I've seen the same groups of people, same accounts, tkkrs and jm/jk solos alike; it almost seems like they come from the same breed. I know we have a lot of hidden tkkrs all over, but man, can't keep Jikook out of their mouths.

I mean, if I was not interested in someone or something, you couldn't force me to talk about it or even watch or read related content. Why the hell would I waste my time??

But for some reason, these people kept yapping about Jikook and how they weren't close, spreading harmful rumours, etc, and for what? These two have served together. It doesn't change reality. I wonder if they'll realize that we know they're just trying to convince themselves and would rather continue living in delusion and lies.

24/7 365 days/yr. Their accounts are full of Jimin, Jimin, Jimin, Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook, and Jikook instead of their supposed stans or duos. I guess they don't have anything going on in real life. Imagine being this obsessed and affected by people who don't even know who they are and pathetically think they can alter reality, or even Jikook's bond in real life.

PS I do believe that the majority of tkkrs who "ship" them all rely on lies and manipulations, but even more so on tkk fanfiction, which they let bleed into real life, and now they can't distinguish it. I feel so icky and creeped out when I saw humanlouvre's, or wtv, drawings. Tkkrs/jjk solos and even jm solos are hardcore y/ns.

The vecinas and solos are like the K-poppies of the fandom. You know how K-poppies are obsessed with BTS? They can’t go five minutes without mentioning them, trying to discredit their achievements, downplaying their talent, and acting like the power BTS holds is just a fluke? They desperately wish their faves could be everything BTS is, yet deep down they know it’s impossible. It eats them alive that BTS is not just the best group the industry has ever seen but also one of the greatest musical acts in the world, full stop. They’ve got this weird, imaginary competition in their heads where it’s always BTS vs their faves, even though BTS is in a completely different league. K-poppies just can’t stand it—they’re living in constant frustration, knowing their faves will never measure up.

Well, that’s exactly how Tkkrs and solo stans act when it comes to Jimin and Jungkook. They’re obsessed in the same way—constantly trying to undermine their bond, their individual achievements, and the unique connection they share. It’s like they can’t handle the fact that Jimin and Jungkook are not only thriving but doing so unapologetically and on their own terms. They twist narratives, push ridiculous agendas, and project their insecurities onto them, desperately trying to create drama where there’s none. Just like K-poppies, they’ve built this imaginary rivalry—sometimes between Jimin and Jungkook themselves, or with other members. And for what? Because they can’t accept the reality that Jimin and Jungkook are just… happy together? Smashing records every day?

Honestly, it’s exhausting to see the same pattern repeat itself. Instead of respecting Jimin and Jungkook’s choices and achievements, they’d rather tear them down and live in denial. But, at the end of the day, just like BTS, Jimin and Jungkook keep winning—and that’s what really drives them mad.

[bubblegumflavor]

seven sentence sunday

thanks for tagging me!! @stevieevenstar !! : )

Little teaser to my next chapter of "Dancing in the Fire" I am working on right now. ^^v

The reason why Daniel was feeling so paralyzed was because of the things Dutch had said on the way, up the stairs to their apartment.

“It was Winston! The police showed me a picture of the weapon, the knife he got stabbed with was a fuckin’ Greaser knife. I know that damn thing, you don’t ever forget a knife that once pointed at your face.”

That’s what he said.

Daniel had no idea if Johnny had shown any reaction, because he had been staring down at the stairs, eagerly watching every step he took.

He knew it couldn't be Dally, but he also couldn’t tell one more word about where he was or what he was doing. The things he already said to Johnny were too many, but he had a little trust in him, at least, that he won’t use the information to hurt anyone, but Dutch.. He was a different beast.

I tag: @youre-alright-larusso @destielblamscilesinfinity @wicked-jade only if you want, of course =)

[larussoslostdaughter]

Need to know if you would read some binary-boyfriends fic inspired in this quote i Just find

It Just reminded me soooo much of how Demetri was kinda upset when Eli became Hawk, so....

Would anyone be willing to read a fic/ oneshot/imagine based off of this?

[stormblessed95]

Hello Storm,

where is the ending line between "good" shipping and "bad" shipping?

I'm talking about fictional characters AND real persons from various media and genres ,canon and non-canon.

As a BL fan and mostly a fanfic reader for almost 15+ years (!), four years ago Jikook became my first rps couple and I decided it will be definitely the LAST .

Some limits and boundaries around BTS' shipping community got crossed several times with poor taste and insane thoughts .

So now I started to questioning things ..for example, maybe it's better to go back to canon BL-media, leave the members alone and focusing - only musically speaking - to the group ?

Going cold turkey on Ao3 ? Avoiding shipping AND supporting spaces in general?

Too many questions and I admit I'm a overthinker, but after the Tkk french book maybe is really getting out of control for everyone.

Hello my love! As a very avid shipper since a very young age, who before Jikook, doesn't really engage in RPS spaces either, I 1000% get what you mean. So here is where I'm going to link you to a bunch of different posts I've made before that cover this topic. Will you come back and let me know if they helped or not? 💜

This post covers the question what is shipping culture in kpop

This post is about the question, what are ship wars?

This post is I think where I draw that line of what is good shipping (supporting Jikook as individuals and potentially queer ones at that) and bad shipping.

Dealing with rumors about RPS ships by shippers post here

Respecting Privacy Post here

And here is my post where I talk about fanfiction in real person ships. You'll notice the tkkr hate book is an example that falls directly under my "things not to do and cross lines and aren't okay" paragraph. Lol

In the end, do whatever you are most comfortable with. Outside of my blog and a few others, I do not engage with a ton of RPS fics. I read some that are sent to me from friends I trust to engage in that stuff nicely and correctly and that's basically it. I've gotten a few recs from here also and only read the ones that sounded like I would be comfortable with. In fandom spaces, you have to interact with them in whatever way works best for you personally. And if you can quit ao3 cold turkey, I would so shocked and impressed 😂 I could never. I have 10 ao3 tabs open right now lmfao

Hope those posts help 💜💜💜

[bookscandlesnbts]

Quick facts about me that no one asked for:

Figured since I’ve posted more here and answered some asks, I would share some facts about me on my blog both BTS/Jikook related and non related.

1.) I became ARMY during quarantine era. A friend got me into them. After I watched their MMA 2019 performance I was blown away. She was a Yoongi bias so that is whose content I initially watched and gravitated towards. When I ventured out on my own and watched more performance stages and Run BTS I knew immediately that I was drawn to Jimin. Everything from his stage presence, gorgeous vocals and dance lines, funny and sassy personality, but also super empathetic and caring. He was it for me and still is. But I do love all seven of them. I could probably rank them in order of my “favorites” but Jimin would be number 1 without a doubt.

***super fun fact is that I actually first was exposed to BTS in 2017 :( that’s right, I could have stanned back then. I frequently kind of kidding but not really refer to this as my biggest regret. An undergrad in my research group was obsessed with them. She showed me a clip of them dancing and probably because I didn’t like her that much (she was friends with someone toxic) I chalked it up as so they sing and dance? Who cares. I ended up reconnecting with her later when I stanned and found out that she was a low-key TKK shipper and loved reading their fanfics. By that point, I was already sus of Jikook so we clashed and I don’t talk to her. 🤣

2.) That brings me to point number two. The most important: Jikook. I wish I could remember the first time I was like yep this is a thing but I don’t. I do remember the first Jikook moment that I was exposed to was their Black Swan pas de deux. I remember finding their chemistry palpable and bold of them to perform a romantic dance together but that was it. The more I watched Run BTS and being a Jimin bias I couldn’t help but notice JK too and their closeness. What was the nail in the coffin so to speak? The cliches. GCF Tokyo and Rosebowl did it for me and I’ve been endeared by them ever since.

3.) I’m a sort of Jikook fanfic writer on A03 who I guess is on a hiatus and has been for awhile now. I love fanfiction and have been reading it and writing it a little since I was like 12. I was never a RPF girlie until BTS but I view them as characters in a story because that is what they are when I’m reading or writing fics. Not the actual people.

4.) I’m asexual and probably aromatic to some extent too. Asexuality is so misunderstood, I could go on about it for days, but I’m not the authority on it by any means. I like the idea of sex in the abstract. Fanfics, great. M/M where I don’t feel inserted in the act, even better. I’m not a prude, I just don’t experience sexual attraction. The idea of looking at someone even the tannies and wanting to fuck them makes me uncomfortable and it’s something I can’t relate to and have never felt. I’ve had sex of course, but it’s never lived up to the hype for me. I can definitely live without it. As far as being aromantic that I’m not sure. I love the idea of romance or I wouldn’t be so smitten with Jikook and other cute couples. I don’t actively seek romance in my life. I don’t date or want to date. I haven’t had a crush on someone in like 10 years. I’m not opposed to it. Their gender wouldn’t matter to me but it’s not something I feel like I need in my life. If you are anywhere on the ace spectrum or are LGBTQIA+, hi you are more than welcome here.

5.) I’m educated! I have a PhD in chemistry. I am on the Professor track and I teach organic chemistry. I spent 7 years in grad school combined for my masters and PhD.

So yeah! This way you know a little about me when you send in asks. I am terrible at formatting and use my phone only for Tumblr, so my blog probably won’t ever be pretty. I’m just here for connections and content that is more in depth than Twitter. Yes, I’m still calling it twitter. Sorry not sorry Elon.

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Finally started working on my werewolf Lawrusso fic again last night and these are the first two hints on the daily crossword are you fucking kidding me NYT???

[not-goldy]

I'm confused Goldy. I didn't know big tk accounts were still spreading lies Jikook are separated. I thought them saying this was a coping mechanism or really just to piss Jkk off, but no, they really have deluded themselves. So much so that when Jm's pic with the tank came out & what some say looks like JK below him with his hand on his head, they stroked out & was writing posts like Don't panic & keep calm. HUH? The day Jikook enlisted together it squashed every theory you'll ever make from here on out & before that when Tae walked with Jennie in Paris. So what do you mean keep calm & stay positive, we'll get through this? Taennie & Jikook done fucked these people up so bad there is no return. Jikook are together no matter how calm you stay bitch, different jobs, doesn't mean different unit. They're still in the same place. I'm actually baffled they're still trying to debunk this. I saw one say well k-media listed their units in Jan, since then we know Jk was separated & is a cook, so they aren't together anymore. No one said they separated. you made that up. Jk is still in Jimin's unit, cooking for Jimin's unit. Still seeing Jimin every day. Still his buddy. Nothing has changed. All units have cooks and Jikook are in the same unit as buddies, therefore Jk cooks where Jimin is at & most likely along side other buddies cooking & doing the same thing as Jk & still in the same place as their buddies as well. Buddies have different rules idiots. No buddies enlisted as buddies separate, even if they have different jobs and discharged buddies have told you this. I will take their word. Jk isn't enlisted as a solo soldier cooking for other units, with other soldiers. What is this fanfiction. And the two main women spreading this the most are insane & people are eating it up. A woman who made up 10 identities for herself & changes her @ every other day to argue with herself or claims she has a Korean group chat on speed dial & the other is a woman who was begging tkk for money saying her man treats her like shit. Like go to therapy bitches, & leave Jikook alone. I do enjoy its destroying & killing you day by day tho, knowing Jk is not with your fav by his own choice. Hehehehe

Don't panick??????

Don't panick calm down??????????

If you have to be told not to panick over another ship because it threatens your ship YOU DON'T HAVE A SHIP YOU HAVE AN ILLUSION OF ONE

A BUNCH OF masochists is what they are