#yee yeeee

[rj-opp]

It is what it is

[tinyevelyn]

i has scheduled a new years post that shall be posted at 00 00 exactly in my timezone <3

[medusa1597]

i get stress related eczema on my hands and over the last few months that evolved into getting eczema solely in the tip of my fingers

[tinymehilainen]

December 2024

"Did you have a good time in Amsterdam?"

"Yes, very good time!"

"Glad to hear it, babe. You hung out with Alessandra?"

"Yes!"

"How was she doing?"

"Veri good, we always have good time."

"That's great. And uh, did you see Joost while there?"

"Why you ask, hmm? You jealou-"

"No."

"Bojan."

"What?"

"You don't even let me say."

"Say what?"

"Jealous."

"Well I'm not jealous so there is no need to say it."

"I think maybe you are lying."

"I'm not."

"I think you are jealous of Joost."

"I'm not jealous of Joost."

"Why not?"

"Huh?"

"Why you are not jealous of Joost?"

"I have no need to be. Because I trust you and I trust us and I trust what we have. I'm not worried Joost is going to take that away from me."

"But...?"

"But nothing."

"Bojan."

"I - fuck, okay. Maybe sometimes I do fear that Joost.. gets you, in a way that I can't. That maybe there is a side of you that he understands and I don't. And so maybe when you see him and I'm not there, I'm just.. alone with my thoughts and I worry that the next time I talk to you, you have some new inside joke with Joost that I know nothing about, that he makes you laugh in ways I can't and I have to face the fact that there are sides of you that shine best in someone elses light."

"Oh Bojan."

"I - yeah. I know, like rationally I do know that it's normal- no, it's good actually, that you have other meaningful connections. I know that, and I want that for you -"

"And you don't feel this way about Alessandra? My other friends?"

"No because.."

"Yes?"

"Well, I know her. And I know so many of your friends. But Joost just - he intimidates me a bit."

"Intimidate..?"

"His.. his creativity matches yours. You... can make things together, and it's easy and effortless and free. He... he gets your creative side."

"So you are jealous?"

"I envy him."

"Oh Bojan."

"Yeah.."

"Bojan you know you are everything, yes?"

"I do know that Jere, and I'm really not- "

"Let me say, please Bojan. I love you. Fire and water, I tell you this before. Everything begin and everything end with you, Bojan. You can have my creative side, if you want. We make anything together, if you want. You tell me and I do, with you. Anything. But Joost.. he is my friend, my brother. And we work together. It's work and it's friendship, yes? Brothers who sometimes work together. And yes we have inside joke, we have fun, we are same in many ways. But Bojan.. When I am with Joost I think I wish Bojan was here, having fun with us. Do you think I wish Joost is there when I'm with you?"

"... No."

"No. Because like I say. You are everything."

"....Okay."

"Bojan are you crying?"

"What do you think, of course I'm crying, fuck Jerč."

"I wish very much I could fuck right now, yes."

"Oh stop, you are something else."

"Yes, is true."

"I love you so much."

"I love you too. And I didn't see Joost in Amsterdam."

"Oh okay.."

"Bojan I see you smile and its make me think maybe you are just little bit jealous, yeeees? Don't try hide it I see you Bojan!"

"Not at all, not at all! But Jerč..?"

"Yes?"

"It's just that.. well you basically said Joost is your friend, your brother and your colleague."

"Yees?"

"And well, those are all things I've called you.. recently."

"And who's fault this is?!"

"... Mine."

"Bojan, you know my English. I can't invent new word for describe Joost just because you use all normal words to talk about the man who fuck you. And love you."

"I knoooow, I know."

"So not my problem. Maybe you invent new word for me."

"Okay, I can do that. I can start calling you, hmmm..."

"Daddy."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ 𝟙𝟠𝟙𝟚 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 ♡

♡ Mature Content. Minors DNI. Warnings below the break ♡

Pairing: boyfriend!seonghwa x chubby!fem!reader

Summary: You wake up to your loving boyfriend nervously making you breakfast, unaware that he plans to propose. That is, if he can work up the courage to.

Genre: slice of life/fluffy smut

Word Count: 1.4kish

Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), a delicious breakfast you never get to consume

A/N: This is my first fic after taking a break from writing for a while so my blog's a bit empty but I hope ya'll enjoy this. Any feedback is mucho appreciated. A special thanks to my bestie @anyamaris for giving me the courage to post again ♡

Rubbing your eyes you drag yourself into the kitchen with all the grace of a newborn dear. Soft classical music fills your cozy one-bedroom apartment, rising all at once only to come crashing back down. You’re greeted with the intoxicating smell of milk and honey, the source of which is only revealed to you when your vision clears up. “I made pain perdu!” Hwa smiles, maneuvering around you with the hot pan carrying a thick, golden brown slice of brioche bread. “So…French toast?” He rounds the kitchen table, scooping the piece of French toast onto a plate already home to three other perfectly cooked pieces. “It sounds fancier in French, my love” he says, darting past you again, only this time he stops to kiss you on the cheek. His soft, pink lips chase off the early morning cold. 

It’s only now that you notice what he’s done to the kitchen table. Bowls of fruit as fresh as the day they were picked. Orchids and dahlias bloom in ornate vases. Every breakfast side your heart could desire. “Hwa, what is all of this?” you gasp, only having a second to take it all in before he’s guiding you by your wrists to the oak chair he’s pulled out for you. He stops dead in his tracks, it’s like someone hit the pause button. “I…uh…eat. You should eat.” Hwa sits you down, scrambling to hand you a knife and fork. He trembles so faintly that you might not even notice if you weren’t always so in tune with each other’s bodies. 

“Seonghwa…” you say softly, your fork poking at the French toast but your gaze locked on your busy body of a boyfriend. Much too wrapped up in his own head, he goes on rummaging through the fridge for a bottle of wine. He swings open one of the cabinets, searching for the perfect glass. Nothing else will do. “Park Seonghwa!” you shout, careful not to sound angry. As sweet as his efforts are, you can tell that something’s bothering him. Hwa’s shoulders drop, his slick dark hair falling against his freshly shaved chin. You scurry up behind him. The feeling of your arms around his waist, your fluffy cheek pressed against his back, quiets his worries at once. He places a hand on top of yours, drawing in a deep breath. 

“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me” you whisper, your voice saturated in worry. As he exhales he places the bottle of wine on the counter, turning around to catch the concern on your beautiful face. “I’ve never regretted anything I’ve done during this relationship…” he starts and your heart sinks to your stomach. That’s what this is all about. He’s breaking up with you. You knew it was too good to be true. Two years of some storybook romance shattered. He did this, all of this, to cushion the blow of… “And I never want to so… y/n will you marry me?” You snap out of your daze to find him down on one knee, holding up a black rose cut diamond ring. He forces a pained smile, bracing for the possibility that you may not feel the same way. An insane thought if there ever was one. 

You clutch your hands to your chest, your heart returning to its home with the force of a rocket launching into space. “Yeeeee” you squeak, unable to make out much else. “Yeeee?” “Ssss…” “Yee…sss?” “Yes! Yes! 100% fucking yes!” Tears are streaming down your cheeks before you can stop them. You imagine what a wreck you must look to him, crying in the middle of your kitchen in an old t-shirt and some beat up sweatpants. But nothing could be further from the truth. Slipping the ring onto your finger, he takes you into his arms, nearly sweeping you off of the floor. He tilts his head back ever so slightly, doing his best not to shed some tears of his own. Hwa kisses you and it is, without question, unmatched by any kiss you’ve shared before this day. His scent is more fragrant than any flower on that table. His lips sweeter than the bottle of red wine sweating on the kitchen counter. 

Your shirt lifts, granting him access to the softness of your love handles. The sensation of his hands outlining your body, the electrifying friction of skin against skin, awakens any fiber of your being that could’ve possibly remained drowsy all of this time. “I love you” he gasps against your mouth, lips skimming down your chin to press against your neck. Chills trickle down your spine as he nibbles at the sensitive spot he knows always gets to you. “I love you too” you manage before he lifts you onto the kitchen counter, his hands kneading the pillowy tissue of your breasts. “Hwa, wait. Wait. Hold on.” 

“Hmm?” is all he says, brushing his thumb across your nipple as it perks up beneath his touch. You giggle at the spark it sends through your system, “Aren’t you gonna eat your pain perdu?” “It’s just French toast. Nothing special,” he shrugs, bringing a hand down to slip into your panties, the moisture of your warmth welcoming the intrusion, “But you on the other hand…” Hwa takes his time dipping his fingers into you one after the other, curling them each in their own unique way to coax every darling whimper you have to offer from your throat. It’s this unpredictability that has your body too overstimulated to do anything more than fall back and surrender. 

His fingers abandon you momentarily, a tortuous betrayal forgivable only because of the speed in which he strips your bottom half bare. Your sweatpants and panties falling to the floor tangled within each other. In seconds his hands are behind your knees, firmly pressing them towards your chest. Hwa can’t resist taking mental pictures of you spread out like this, wet and aching. Begging him to taste you for the first time as his on a level he’d spent countless nights praying you’d let him reach. He buries his face between your legs, his long, curved tongue lapping at your clit. You twist in his grip, hips raising purely out of greed. Instead of pushing you back down, he pulls you closer, locking your legs around his neck and plunging his tongue into the very depths of your center. 

“Seonghwa…” you whine, the bottom of your shirt twisted in your fist while your other hand grips the edge of the marble countertop. Hwa’s tongue plays you like one of the exquisite instruments of the orchestra concealing your moans from the neighbors on either side of your apartment. It teases the sweet spot deep within you, flexing along your walls when they clench around him. He slips it between the slickness of your folds, slurping down every bit of you he can catch. What he can’t coats his chin, drops splashing along your inner thigh. Your muscles start to spasm. First, it’s only the ones in your stomach but, as the pleasure deepens, you can feel every singular muscle in your body tighten like the rope of a spinning wheel. It’s so much, too much, and you can’t imagine ever asking him to stop. 

You pinch your bottom lip between your teeth, the lingering scent of milk and honey flooding your lungs once more before the universe itself unravels around you. The orgasm pulses through your veins, dulling all other senses not stemming from Hwa devouring you. You come to be far louder than the music, only driving him to go faster…deeper. “Scream for me. Cry for me” his body language whispers and, oh, how you scream. The very decadence of the sound is enough to arouse him to the point of utter madness. “You…you have to stop...I can’t” you stutter, dangling at the apex of euphoria with no end in sight. If you’re spun any tighter you’re positive you’ll break. He goes completely deaf to you again, this time because he’s much too consumed by you. 

Using what minimal strength you have you slide yourself back on the counter, separating the two of you and leaving your walls contracting as if he never stopped. Hwa straightens out, licking you from his lips, “I’m sorry. You’re just…” “Bedroom” you say, planting your feet on the chilled kitchen floor and wobbling back towards the bedroom. “And bring the syrup!” Hwa crooks his neck, unsure of what to make of the odd request. “For what, exactly?” “You gotta come find out!” That’s all that needs saying for him to grab the bottle of syrup from the table and rush to catch up to you, his stunning, slightly uncoordinated, incredibly tasty girlfri...fiance.

[nukecommacomrad]

Hallooo everynyan

yee it is my headcanons of the relationships between the characters, the way how i see it (just hear me out, if you can read)(und i fell like shit, so I need to write for a while, and then I'll start drawing again, and also i want you to know who you're contacting when you see this mindset >:))

in general, it is difficult to do this, given that the characters do not interact with each other at all from the word at all, but you can fantasize. And I can even fantasize in this context :)

I consider this as in the approximate canons of the game and generally do not like that everything would be so easy. Everything should start with a little intrigue, so not everyone has a love relationship and stuff at once, yeee...I know it might be boring for you, but accept it from me that I'm nerd 🤓

lmao good luck sorting this out. I went overboard so much, but I hope that everything is roughly clear there ":)

btw, I'll explain the most complicated relationships I have, which I find quite funny, and I haven't noticed anyone else making the same assumptions yet. Therefore, I will say what I cannot keep silent about 😔🗣️if you want, you can ask me questions about this or anything else! I won't mind at all, and I can still take requests!! I need to do something while I can't draw funny drawings.

Glass Joe&Von Kaiser. Glass is not as cute as he seems, although he is a little silly (but everyone there is a little silly, so this is the norm, lmao)

if you know history you will understand 🔽🔽🔽

The relationship between Kaiser and Joe is really similar to that of an elderly married couple, although they themselves are unaware of it. Joe and Kaiser are the oldest there, so it seems to me that they started their boxing careers a long time ago and have known each other for a long time. Joe also has patriotic tendencies like Kaiser (none of the other guys shout about their country as loudly as he does, lol). Therefore, it seems to me that they must have had a conflict on this ground. When they were both in their prime, they started arguing over who could last the longest in boxing. Joe recognizes strength only in spirit, while Kaiser recognizes physical strength and discipline. And maybe it started when they were over 27 (for Joe) or 30 (for Kaiser). And now, these weirdos are still in the ring, refusing to give up on each other. The Frenchman already has problems with his head physically, and the German mentally (how ironic), but these stubborn sheep do not give up. These many years hand in hand have brought them very close and they can be considered best friends, because sometimes they can just peacefully exist side by side. But, nevertheless, taunts and insults jokingly pass between them, i like that dynamic ✺◟(∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)◞✺

Besides, it seems to me that these guys obviously knew Doc when he was still in good shape. They probably remember how he defeated them in the ring, and perhaps the legendary "star punch" performed by Mac. Of course, they wouldn't have recognized Doc now, but they would have found out about it after the second round, it would have been a pleasant reunion of old acquaintances. They have respect for him, so they will treat Mac more kindly than as a destroyer of their skulls.

Don Flamenco&Carmen&Super Macho Man. Oh-Ho-ho-hon yeeee-..I like this ༼ง=ಠ益ಠ=༽งIn my opinion-..Okay, let's assume that the blonde is Carmen Don was talking about (but there's also a theory that Flamenco didn't have anyone in particular, because in Spanish, Carmen is just the epitome of a femme fatale, but okay, let's imagine that he was referring to the very Carmen). For me, she's also as silly as everyone else, so she's the girl who likes to watch men beat each other in the ring and she likes it and she's pretty good at it, knowing almost all the fighters and watching the TV footage if she couldn't buy a ticket. I think she's in love with Flamenco. She doesn't look Spanish, but she probably has Spanish roots, and she lives in America with relatives who live in Spain. For the sake of Flamenco, to see his fight live, she comes to Spain, where a spark broke out between them😍 (yeeeas slaaaayyyy)

but before they met, she was spotted by a Macho Man. Because I doubt that cool men will spend so much on just one girl out of a thousand, which is clearly a sign of attention on his part. Carmen agreed to chat with him, but she did not find him olfactory, and when he offered to buy her jewelry, she did not expect him to do so and quickly refused, because that heart has long been occupied by someone else...

And, my God, what a drama, two people in love with the same girl. But she loves only one thing, and that's clear, but the Macho man tries not to show that it hurts him, although he visibly hates Don for it. And Don also hates Macho for the fact that he keeps up with her sometimes, although it's clear that there's something between him and Carmen.That's why they're rivals>:) und blonde is sexy chicka who deserves a happiness 😘

Aran Ryan. Yeeaa, surprisingly, not all the arrows on it are black, but that's because it all depends on other people ;) And hey, hey, Little Mac is the main character! The person we're playing from. Of course it's impersonal and a bit wooden! Therefore, we must identify him for ourselves and mold his character based either on our feelings from the game, or just to amuse ourselves. And I imagine Mac as a very patient boy who just has an inner scream of horror in his head from everything that is happening(what happened to me when I saw from his face who he was fighting with and what he was going through, jajajaha).Although he doesn't show it outwardly, deep down he really gloats, laughs, gets mad as hell, and sometimes does cheeky things and says them.

He kicked Aran's ass, and Aran seems quite pleased and seems to be enjoying it. It seems to me that Aran still saw the same hooligan notes in Mac, so he can consider him a good rival and friend. And in general, Aran finds friends in other people only those who can compete with him, because he is a very strong boy and he is bored with others. But he also likes people who put up with his antics and maybe find them funny if he didn't do them out of spite. Popinsky, Disco Kid, and Lil Mac himself belong to this type.

They are rivals with Don, because they literally go toe-to-toe in all parameters. They are the same age, the same height and both are strong, but I am sure that Aran has moved higher only because he cheated, and the Spaniard did not suspect this at all (for which he now hates him deep down) ༼ᕗຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

Heheheh I like that Don has a pretty scandalous personality, which perfectly shows his loss to lil Mac ffhgdsdhsshgrf

[kpopsexstories]

QUICK FIX #20: TXT Taehyun plays with your nipples before a wonderful fuck

Member: TXT Taehyun

Content: Sitting, Dirty talk, Big cock

Type: MEDIUM

Word Count: 791

This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊

“Mmm, yeah suck my tits,” you say while tilting your head back and moaning loudly.

Taehyun is holding you in his arms while you spread your legs wide for him. His lips are on your nipples and his hands are all over your ass and hips.

“Mmm, Christ you taste delicious!” he says while sucking hard.

You’re in each other’s arms on the bed. His broad shoulders and toned chest feel so good the way he holds you. Both of you have your knees in the air, and legs wrapped around each other’s bodies.

You reach down to grab his cock. He sucks harder while you stroke it.

“Fuck, you’re so big!” you exclaim.

“You can take it though babe, can’t you?”

“I’ll do my best,” you say and smile at him passionately.

Taehyun sits up straight and pulls you closer by the cheeks.

“I wanna fuck you so bad,” he whispers while staring longingly into your eyes. You pull his shaft harder and can feel the lust and desire radiating from his body.

Slowly, you scoot closer to him, as he wraps you tighter in his arms. You guide the shaft into position.

“Ahh, fuuck,” he moans when the head finds your hole. “Fuuck, you’re so wet for me baby!”

“Ahh, Taehyun,” you whisper before leaning into a kiss. “Fuck, I want your cock so bad inside me.”

“Then come here,” he says with a smirk. His hand is on your lower back as he pulls you closer still.

You land on his shaft and it stretches your lips wide. “Ah, fuck!” you exclaim when the head slips all the way inside.

Taehyun lets out a long, deep breath of pure pleasure. “Ahh, fuuck,” he repeats when your body devours his manhood.

You lean back on your elbows, and he does the same on his. The shaft is pointing straight out as he flattens his legs around your ass, sliding deep inside your pussy.

“Ah, fuck!” you echo when the cock rubs against your walls.

You tighten your legs around his waist while he raises his knees. You lean back further, throwing your head back and stretching your chest and torso on the mattress.

Taehyun leans on the palms of his hands, and tilts his head forward to see every bit of your body. He uses his arms to make his ass and body rock back and forth, penetrating you deeper and deeper with each push.

“Ahh, fuck, Taehyun!”

“Damn baby, you’re so fucking sexy!”

“Ahh, yeah, fuck me Taehyun! Fuck me with your big dick!”

“Holy fuck, ahh, ahh, ahh!”

He pushes faster, slides in deeper, and moans even louder.

“Ah, ah, ahh!” he repeats.

“Mmm, oh yeah, fuck me Taheyun!” you moan loudly.

“Oh yeah, scream for me baby! Take my cock and say my name!”

“Taheyun, Taheyun! Ah, ah, ah, ah, FUUCK! ”

He lifts his arm and grabs your boob. The chest muscles expand as he bends forward, and his arms are flexing hard when he touches you. “Ahh, holy shit, damn you’re good babe!”

“Yees, Taheyun, mm you’re so big!”

“Fuuck, I love you so much babe! Damn you feel good! I-, love-, youuu!”

“Ahh, ahh, yes, yes, fuck me harder Taheyun! I-, love-, you-, too!”

“Ahh, fuuuck, YEEEAHH!”

The hand leaves your boob and slides down your side and around your back. He pulls you closer onto his length.

“Yes, yes, YES, TAHEYUN!”

Your lip tighten around his shaft as you flex your thighs, and he continues: “Ahh, ahhh, FUUUCK, I’m gonna come!”

“Yes, yes, come inside me baby!”

”BAAABE!”

“TAEHYUN!”

“FUUUUUUCK!”

“OH MY GOD, YES; YES!”

“Ah, I’m coming, I’M COMING, ARRRGHHHH!”

Taehyun’s face is twisted and flustered. You move your hips fast and hard onto his cock as he pulls at you repeatedly.

Your legs hold on tight around his waist, while his knees pierce into the sides of your rip cage.

“HOLY SHIT, AHHH!”

His cock finally explodes inside you. You press the back of your head deep into the mattress, enjoying every bit of his big, hard cock filling you up.

“Ahh, babe, yeeees,” you moan a little softer. “Mmm, yeah.”

“His breathing begins to steady. “Huuh, huuh, huuh,” he pants deeply with his mouth wide open. “Aaahhhh…”

He stops pulling and leans back onto his elbows. “Holy fuck babe,” he says while throwing his head back.

“Fuck, Taehyun, you're so good.”

“So are you babe. Damn you feel amazing! I can’t believe I get to have sex with you every day.”

“You better get used to it,” you say. “I could do this all night.”

“So could I. Did you come?”

“No. But I was so close.”

“Then give me a minute. I won’t sleep until my baby’s satisfied.”

[bubuslutty]

Before you get excited and put on the cape

a/n: yee yeeee. same drill. click the images for better quality. and enjoy 🌙 (also, @pakhiya im sending you virtual chocolates and warm blankets. thank you for you kind ask)

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[cerul-skyefrost]

I MCFREAKING LOVE IT MOAR PLS. <333333333

@cerul-skyefrost I couldn't resist 😭

[soundleer]

HAPPY NEW YEARS BESTIEEEEEEE YEEEE, THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BE MY BESTIE AND MAKE ME FEEL BETTER AND FOR GIVE ME ALL THE CHANCES, HOPE 2025 IS A YEAR OF NEW OPPORTUNITIES AND HAPPINESS YEE!! 🩷🫂🎊✨️

just woke up, wonderful day to start responding to these!

HAPPI NEW YEARSS HYEEEE!!! 💜🎆🎊✨

[sukunafuka]

PART 3 TO MERMAID GOJO????? MY PUSSY IS READY YEE HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

LEMME EXTEND A PERSONAL APOLOGY TO UR PUSSY RN THAT I HAVENT POSTED IT YET.

i hope it makes u happy to know i will be working on it today:,) <333

YEEEE HAWWWWWW

[0rbit]

yees....more mixing my favorite genres together yeeees

[not-the-organ]

ALL IS YEE AND ALL IS HAW.

THE DAY WE FORGET IS THE DAY WE DRAW 💥💥🔫

WOO!! YEEEE HAWW!!

[kiwibirdlafayette]

how come you don't do tao anymore? if you've answered this before i havent seen it. sorry i don't mean it to be bothersome

Imma be real I was confused what tao was bc i was like shit what was that but is all good i gotcha anon ur talkin ab ToA yeeee and no worries!! is not a bother at all :]

I dont really do ToA anymore for multiple reasons- most of it being the final movie kinda caused me to lose my hyperfix on the series and the fandom left sorta a sour taste in my mouth (old drama, no point it unearthing it again but tldr; i dont like when fandoms become popularity contests where some become like the ‘leaders’ who people worship only their opinions and hcs and no one else) that I didn't feel like participating anymore sadly. and also my interests just changed, its Wizards fault i got into Arthuriana, and that led into monty python and idk i just like watchin mcyts xD

I honestly wish I still had some interest in it bc I left a lot (and i mean a lot) of fics unfinished that I wish i could have finished (IWAY and the Douxie fic especially) but everytime i open the wip i just get writers block lol

I do occasionally like go through the tag and rb fanarts to the sideblog @arthurshuge-tractsofland which is the only reason I made that bc if im gonna be real I want people to be on my art/main more for my current fandoms then like if i go back to being a ToA main (which I was for a good long while) but yeah!! I mean I don't mind people still checkin out the old stuff its totally fine :D If I ever do end up drawing/writing new ToA stuff on a whim it'll be on the sideblog but yee thats where im at haha

[ben-the-hyena]

Also, as a big shipper myself, I notice a lot of shippers get blinded by shipping for the sake of shipping. Bad writing ? "Yee what matters is my ship !" New character ? "They better not break my ship !" Something featuring a character only ? "The half of my ship right there ! When will come the other half ?". A new piece of media with all its new characters ? "I can't wait to start shipping them !". Immature creators or voice actors acting not like professionals but like fans ? They make ship fanservice on social media and are acclaimed as perfect and super complex and great at their job. The end of a new piece of media to a franchise retcons everything and makes no sense ? "Yeeee my ship kissed ! This is such a wonderful piece of work it is perfect !" And they never ever speak about anything but the ships not even the stories or the characters themselves for themselves. I am a huge shipper who ships easily, but good God they only ONLY think of that ! They don't even care for the stories, they say they do but really they only mean the ships, they see nothing as mattering but just the background to their ships ! Which itself is not bad but whole fandoms do it now and lower their standards and allow creators to be lazy JUST as long as 2 characters are either together or evel just close together and baiting ! I don't know if there is a reason behind this psychology, but it seems to ne higher than before... and it's scary

[wikipedia-the-non-official]

yeeee hawwwwww

yee fucking haw