all he wanted was to kick doors in

Door Symbolism/Reading The Room: A Look at Klance

After finishing season 3 I, like I’m sure most people, walked away with a lot of new ideas, theories, and takeaways from the show. However, one such thing I didn’t even consider except upon review of the “leave the math to Pidge” scene while working on making gifs is how often the use of doors are in symbolism for Lance and Keith’s relationship. It’s such a prevalent matter that I couldn’t help but make a post to share with y’all some interesting metaphors and character analysis between Lance and Keith’s relationship (romantic or not)

Introduction:

Often when looking at well directed cinematography, the use of the setting/background information to portray character emotions is quite common. This can be scene in instances such as warm colors giving “romantic lighting” and dark colors/rainy weather representing “fear/sadness” in most movies/shows

Voltron does this really well in many scenes, hell just look at the first episodes and take in the emotions you feel when looking at the environment and how the characters probably feel:

In other words, shot compositions is really important in Voltron

Now. Let’s take a look at what shot composition shows us in the dynamics of Lance and Keith’s relationship

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Guys My Age (2)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 4K

Warnings: SMUT. NSFW gifs. 

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Enjoy the smot. And please use protection people. Better safe than surprised. I think this is dirtiest fic I’ve written so far.

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Lazy Days with Tom (and Tessa)...
  • waking up, stretching, then turning around to face Tom who was already slightly pouting, wearing his signature puppy dog eyes
    • please,” he’d whine while making grabby hands towards you
    • sighing but finally giving into him
  • that day would be a designated lazy day where you’d do nothing but stay in bed and cuddle 
  • and fuck 
  • he’d have bedhead the entire day and it made him look that much more soft 
    • “mmm, you’re so warm,” he’d mumble into your neck as he draped his body over yours
  • hearing light scratching and whimpering at the door signalling that Tessa was up and not happy that she had not been fed yet
    • “she’s your dog, you feed her,” you’d argue as you both figured out who would have to get out of bed
    • “but you’re her mommy,” he’d pout and bat his eyelashes for extra effect making you roll your eyes and sigh
  • eventually you both get up because neither of you came to a conclusion 
  • Tessa jumping all over you and Tom once the door is opened
    • “c’mon, darling, this way,” Tom would coo at Tessa and you’d just swoon even harder for him
  • feeding Tessa before you even think about your own breakfast
    • “what do you feel like eating?” You ask before Tom comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you waist and resting his head on your shoulder
    • but then whispering “you,” in your ear before lifting you onto the counter 
  • kitchen sex is a given, duh
    • “so really, what do you want for breakfast,” as you both become giggly messes cleaning each other up
  • deciding on pancakes cause its cliche and easy to make 
  • Tom eyeing the batter, wanting to stick his finger in it to smear it on your face
  • you aren’t dumb and you see right through him
    • “don’t even think about it,” while you’re in the middle of flipping a pancake
    • he just freezes because how did you know ????
  • him dancing around the kitchen with Tessa distracting you to the point of almost burning the pancakes 
  • him finally being useful and setting the table and cutting up some strawberries 
  • instead of sitting across from you, he set the table so he’d be beside you and you think it’s the cutest thing ever
    • “I just like being near you s’all,” he shrugs but you see the blush 
    • “I like being near you too,” you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek before grabbing his arm so he’d sit as well
  • having friends play in the background as you both talk about whatever comes to mind
  • he ends up smearing the maple syrup over your nose as you squeal 
    • “I’ll get it,” with a smirk and a wink before he kisses it off
  • you washing the dishes and him drying them because you’re a team™
  • Tessa getting ansty knowing she wants to go for a walk and probably go to the bathroom 
    • “we can let her out in the yard, she’ll be fine,” he promises but you see how sunny it is outside and suggest to go for a walk instead
  • even though it’s sunny, it’s pretty cold so Tom bundles you up in his sweater, pulling one of his beanies over your head, and pressing a kiss to your nose
  • Tessa almost dragging Tom around the park 
  • you can’t stop laughing at it
    • “baby it’s not my fault, she’s a strong girl,”
  • finally the three of you are getting pooped so you head back
  • where Tom pulls you into bed almost the second you’re back in your room
    • “let’s take a nap,” he mumbles 
    • he’s out before you can even reply
  • but you just play with his hair deciding on catching up on your reading since this is the only peaceful time you have 
  • Tessa barging into your room and jumping onto the bed, waking Tom up 
  • you can’t even scold her because Tom loves her so much 
    • “aw babygirl just missed her mommy and daddy,” he’d chuckle as Tessa cuddled in between the two of you
  • she’d get so many belly and head scratches 
  • best day for her hands down 
  • but then Tom shooing her away out of the room, confusing you
    • “why’d you kick her out ????”
    • “because I don’t want her seeing what’s gonna happen next,”
  • lazy, but passionate sex 
  • twice
  • Tom ordering pizza and setting a timer for when it should get there 
    • “it it’s not here in forty minutes it’s free!!” 
    • and you’d just laugh at him but it’s so cute 
  • flipping a coin to see who has to answer the door 
  • it ends up being Tom and he just grumbles about how you’re lucky I love you
  • he ordered so much pizza for two people 
    • “there’s no way we’re gonna finish all this,” 
    • “I’m a growing boy, let me eat,”
  • more sex because he can’t get enough of you 
  • but when it starts to get dark you lay your head in his lap as he plays with your hair while watching a movie 
  • you don’t realise you’ve dozed off until Tom’s peppering you with kisses
    • “I made us some tea, love,”
  • taking the mug and thanking him before cuddling into his side once again 
  • deciding to play mario kart but it just ends up in Tom whining like a little baby because he can’t seem to win against you 
  • makeup sex !!!!
  • finally you’re both getting tired
  • and Tessa’s already in bed with you, cuddling with you both as you and Tom just stare at each other in complete darkness 
    • “I love you so much, darling,” he’d whisper into your ear, sending shivers down your spine 
    • mumbling, “love you more,” in your drowsy state 
    • hearing a faint, “love you most,” from him before falling asleep against his chest with a smile on your face
  • Tom watches you drift off thinking how he’s the luckiest guy before falling asleep himself

WOW OK I NEED A SNACK BREAK

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Seokjin 

➸ There was nothing rushed during your little shower session, Jin was definitely going to take his time with you. Thankful he had time off to spend with you, he wanted to make it last for a long as he could - from slow kisses to the slow rhythm of his hips as he easily slid into your entrance. Soft moans would fall from each of your lips as they barely separated from one another, you hands caressing his face while his would travel from your thighs, hips, to waist. He didn’t leave any patch of skin untouched, neither did you. Everything about this moment was perfect and filled with bliss. It was as if the whole world had stopped for the two of you…but unfortunately, that’s unrealistic thinking. 

“Could you two stop blowing up the goddamn water bill?” 

Jin nearly drops you at the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you letting out a small squeak as he presses you even farther into the wall, his chest smushing into yours to hide you away from the sudden intruder. 

“Yah, Suga! Why didn’t you knock, that’s so rude!” 

“So is using up all the hot water. Do it in the bedroom, like normal fucking people.” 

Yoongi 

➸ You’ve been needy all day, and when he was finally home, you weren’t wasting a second more. He wasn’t complaining - hell - he was hoping you were in the mood anyways. Things didn’t take long to escalate as Yoongi had no trouble taking you from behind, smirking lazily at the sounds you didn’t even bother to cover up. 

“That’s it, baby, let me hear how good you feel…” 

Constant whispers of unholy things were enough to increase the volume of your moans, not taking into consideration that you two wouldn’t exactly be alone for much longer. Not even 30 seconds have passed when a harsh knock came to the door, but Yoongi didn’t falter into his thrusts - he didn’t even stop. As he continued to pound into you, he answered to whoever was at the door. 

“I’m busy.” 

“Yeah, we know! We all heard you from the front door! The FRONT DOOR, Yoongi! Could you keep it down a little?” 

Min Yoongi grins so devilishly at the back of your head, you could feel chills run down your spine. Gripping your hair tightly to tug your neck backward, you could now see the mischievous look in his eyes; he was up to no good. 

“Sure, no problem.” Without even missing a beat, Yoongi starts back up again at an inhuman amount of speed, finally hitting that one spot over and over again that both made you see stars, and scream at the top of your lungs. By now, the neighbors could probably hear the two of you as well. 

“Is this down enough for you?” They could practically hear his shit-eating grin, all glaring at the door as it seemed that now there was no stopping him. 

He was smart enough to lock the door. 

Namjoon 

➸ The two of you just couldn’t wait; didn’t even get fully undressed until after you stepped into the shower. Namjoon watched you intensely as he undressed you from your now drenched shirt, licking his lips at the mere sight of the water dripping down your body rapidly. 

“Fuck, I’ve missed you, jagi…” He groans before pulling you closer to continue the make-out session you started in the living room. Reaching in between the two of you, you eagerly gripped his already throbbing member causing a strained moan to escape past his lips in surprise. 

Namjoon practically panted in your mouth as your pace picked up in no time, him letting you touch him for as long as you wanted as he placed one hand to the wall to keep his balance. 

“Namjoon, did you break my headphon-OH. OH OH OH I AM SO SORRY. IGNORE ME, YOU SEEM BUSY, ILL ASK LATER BYE.” Hoseok flailed, almost slipping on the rug on his way out, almost forgetting where the door knob was as he dramatically exited the bathroom. 

Both you and Namjoon stared at the door with raised eyebrows, him shrugging his shoulders while you giggled softly while shaking your head. That small interruption didn’t kill the mood at all for the two of you, as he stared down at you with lust filled eyes and a slanted smirk. 

“On your knees, babygirl.” 

Hoseok

➸ It was the end of your anniversary date, which consisted of dinner and a movie. He wanted the night to be perfect, and boy did he deliver. Hoseok was nothing but romantic and gentle with you all night, everything just all cuddly and calm. The warm water that cascaded down your still clothed figures felt so relaxing - his soft kisses that trailed from the side of your face to your neck almost had you practically melting in his arms. Your hands ran through his damp hair, while his were placed firmly on your hips, as the two of you basically slow danced in the shower. 

“You’re too good for me, Hobi…how did I get so lucky?” 

He chuckles softly, now nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. “That’s my line, jagi…I should be asking you that.” 

It didn’t take long for his sweet kisses to turn into sucks, as he marked all of your favorite spots that he’s memorized all too well. Your bite your lip to keep quiet, knowing good and well that the others were in the bed by now…or were they? 

“I’m telling you, Jin-hyung, I turned off the shower an hour ag-OH HOLY SHIT!” As quick as the door came open, it was slammed shut. You and Hoseok now stared at the door in pure horror, covering each other up - even though neither of you was naked yet. Quickly turning off the shower, Hoseok steps out right as Jin opened the door once again - only this time with his eyes covered. By now, Jungkook ran back to his room in embarrassment. 

“I don’t care what you two were about to do in here, it’s none of my business. But, for the sake of Jungkook, and my innocent eyeballs - could you lock the door next time?” 

Jimin 

➸ Just like Hoseok, it was more a soothing type of shower session between the two of you. He sat on the shower bench while you straddled his lap, your bra still intact as Jimin just teased the straps, him smiling teasingly in the kiss as you hissed at him when he would tug it far, only to then let them snap back against your wet skin. 

“Jimin, I swear to God if you do that one more time, I’ll-”

“You’ll what, baby, huh?” His smile drops as he dared you to finish that threat, the hands that were placed upon your upper back now dangerously low on your ass - giving you a warning squeeze. “Did you forget who you talking to for a moment there? Does daddy need to punish you?” 

Before you could even respond, you could see the color drain from his face as his eyes drifted to something that was behind you. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you turn to see what he was looking at, only to let out a scream in shock. Taehyung stood there in complete horror, unfortunately walking in at the wrong time. 

“I-I…I have no words…”

“Tae…how much did you hear?” Jimin gulps, afraid that his friend might have just discovered a little too much about himself. 

“Enough to where I want to shove pencils in my ears. Dinner’s ready, by the way, but it looks to me you’re already about to eat-”

“Y A H.” Jimin exclaims, Tae shooting his hands up in surrender as he starts to exit the bathroom with still a look of horror on his face. “Don’t tell anyone about this, please. I’m begging you.”

He shrugs, a small smirk starting to creep upon his lips. “Will daddy punish me if I do-”

“sTOP.” 

Taehyung 

➸ It was, at first, a solo shower. You had just gotten home from work, your day already starting off shitty - but that really took the cake. Not only did most of your co-workers call in sick, but they did it on the day where you have the most crowds. You were practically drowning in stress that you almost punched a costumer in the face. In conclusion : worst day ever. 

The dorm was empty by the time you got there, mentally thanking the man up in the sky that at least you came home to some peace and quiet for once. The warm water was exactly what you needed, but yet it wasn’t enough to fully relax you. Sighing heavily at the fact of not being completely satisfied, you lean forward to turn the water off - feeling defeat. It wasn’t until you felt a pair of cold hand grab your waist, and spin you around did you accidentally turn it to freezing ice water before letting out a small scream. Taehyung doesn’t hesitate to seal you screams with a kiss, letting you register that it was only him as you finally calmed down. 

“You jackass, don’t do that! One of these days I’m gonna stab you!” You couldn’t help but giggle as he started placing kisses all over your face, your lips trembling as the cold water draped over your bodies. 

“With what? Soap? Your shampoo bottle?” He teased, while continuing to place kisses anywhere and everywhere. “You looked a little down, so you can’t tell me that didn’t brighten you mood up just a little bit, jagi.” 

You wanted to punch him for almost giving you a heart attack, but you were happy to see him. Taehyung was actually the last puzzle piece to help turn this sour day back to sweet. Leaning into him closer to further his pecks into something more, the door to the bathroom was practically kicked in, and in came six out of the seven members as they all rushed into the small bathroom - Jimin holding a bat, while Hoseok started swinging at the air. 

“Y/n! Are you alright?! We heard you scream and- oh.” Namjoon pushed his way in, only to see that it wasn’t what they thought at all. “Seriously? Why can’t you do this at your own place - some of us have to shower in there, too!” 

Jungkook 

➸ You moaned into his mouth shamelessly at the pleasure he was giving you, the rushed movements of your mouths only making the bathroom much more steamier than the hot water. He wanted to use up all the time he had with you, knowing that his hyungs would be home soon, Jungkook wanted to use this opportunity to make noise as much as possibly. With one hand he held your wrists together, while the other rubbed your clit in slow circles, the water giving spectacular lubrication as you whimpered at the feeling. 

“Jungkook…p-please…” 

“Please what, Y/n? You’re gonna have to be more specific~” 

“Please g-go faster, please..!” You would cry, the teasing no longer tolerable as you were now reduced to begging. You would give anything to cum, even so much as scream his name while his hyungs were home. Be careful what you wish for. 

“Jungkook, are you watching porn again?” Jimin opens the door, only for both his eyes and mouth to completely bust wide open in shock. Jungkook being Jungkook quickly pulled away from you to cover himself up - only to then realize that you were naked as well, to then cover you up away from Jimin’s amused stare. 

“J-Jimin, don’t tell Jin-hyung! W-We were just uh…saving water?” 

“Oh, don’t worry, Kookie. I won’t tell him that you’re committing unholy things in his bathroom.” Not even five seconds later, “SEOKJIN! GUESS WHO’S MAKING BABIES IN YOUR SHOWER.” 

Jungkook, not even giving a shit anymore, would practically run after Jimin naked - leaving you to stand in there confused and sexually frustrated. 

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Byun Baekhyun//Dyeing To Meet You

Summary: Everybody knows that soulmates have the same hair colour - and your soulmate, wherever he is, is to be blamed for the ridiculous hair colour you woke up with this morning. - A/N: for the sake of this AU, just pretend your hair doesn’t get damaged when you dye it.
Scenario: Soulmate AU, fluff
Word Count: 3,021

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Bts wanting you to ride their thigh Part 2

I’m just going to leave part one down and continue writing.

Part 1


Hoseok

Hoseok’s biggest turn on- overstimulating you. There was nothing, nothing that could replace the face you made when he was turturing you in different ways, most of which resolted in you cumming at least two more times.

Since he was too lazy when he came back from the long long tour, Hoseok thought of a genuis idea. He gave you your phone and opened the ‘bts smut’ tag on Tumblr. Not knowing why he did this, your eyes were becoming curious and curiouser. He simply smirked at you. “I finally thought what to do with you. You know, the routine gets quite boring. So this is what I thought about. Instead of having the pleasure of my cock inside you, you’ll be a good little slut and read this to yourself. As an exception I will permit you to touch yourself. But, I don’t want anyhting to come out of your mouth. Was I clear enough? No toys, no voice. You’ll only have the privillage of your fingers and your phone. So go on. Daddy will be in the kitchen. I’m hungry.” And so he just left. 

You couldn’t disobey him and to be honest the smut really made you feel something. As if he choose it really carefully. It represented the situation you two were in right now. You, touching yourself and doing a wrong move only for Hoseok to punish you by making you cum on his thigh. So, it was a play and not a reality. Hoseok wanted to overstimulate you, by you sitting on his thigh.

Fast, wihtout even touching yourself, you moaned Hoseok’s name. “Y/N!” The door was kick-opened and a furious Hoseok was standing on the frame. “So, you caught up, you naughty girl!” he smirked evily. “Come here Daddy. You’re princess wants you thigh. It’s going to be my trophy, for being a smart princess.” “Good. I’m all yours.”

Jimin

He had found his way of fucking you when he was really lazy. You were a little whiny, always needy baby. So, he was giving you your phone, a Tumblr app, a smut section and his thigh. Boy has huge thighs, so when you really wanted to fuck, but he didn’t want, all you did was sit on his thigh and move your clit on it.

It was pure heaven for both of you. Most of the times Jimin layed back and enjoyed the show. You’re naked form on top of him, without the need for him to move even. Sex was taking a lot of effort, which he sometimes lacked. So, everyone were happy. 

He was jolting his thigh form time to time, making you explode with emotions. All those emotions resolted in you cumming, once, twice, three times.

Most times when you cummed more than once, Jimin snapped, fliped you on the bed and fucked you into oblivion, until you couldn’t remember you’re name.

Taehyung

Kim Taehyung had two sides of himself - a puppy and a daddy. Depends on his mood he was either making ove to you or making sure you won’t be able to walk for days.

He had the first one when he arrived home. Happy, in all ways. So happy to hug you again, to hold you in his arms. Guess what happend when he heard your moans from the door, then when he saw you touch yourself on his bed, moaning his name like a mantra. He snapped.

Daddy was in charge. He watched you for a little while, until he was so hard, he couldn’t take it. Tae Daddy bursted into the room, scarying the shit out of you. Without saying anything, his hands wrapped around your ankles, pulled you to him, lifted you up and put you on his thigh. “Finish off yourself fast. I don’t want to intrude in the middle of someone’s business. Finish. On my thigh. No where nearly against my cock, darling. Nowhere near there.”

Jungkook

It was a punishment. Jungkooks ego was hurt and boy got really angry over the fact that you choose to read fictional stupidities instead of having the real deal.

For the first time since you were in a relationship, his eyes shouted danger. “You haven’t met my alter ego. I thought I will never have to use it. You think I can’t be rough, that I can’t leave reminders on your body of who I am? I can Y/n. And you will see it now. Undress. Fast. And don’t make a sound am I clear?” “Yes, Kookie.” “Yes what?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Good girl.”

Undressed, you were sitting on the bed, excited and waiting for your man’s next command. 

“Sit on my thigh.”

Your looked at him in shock. So he knew. He knew that you secretly always wanted to try coming off his thigh. Fast, without other questions, you found yourself moving eagerly on his thigh. Everytime he jolted his thigh, the friction got better, your brows knitted together and Jungkook only smirked happy that you won’t read those stories again.


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Anonymous said to oppamansae:

“I still cannot get baseball jungkook damn that was amazingly HOT ! God damn ! Baseball jungkook X Cheerleader Reader ?! <3 Smutttttttttt~~~~~ with a fluff ? XD - ok im still imagining baseball player jungkook *heart eyes*”

Yeah as shitty as the title is, I can’t think of anything else. BUT YES HERE YOU GO BEAUTIFUL ANON. BASEBALL PLAYER ROOKIE JUNGKOOKIE. 2,036 Words

Pairing: Baseball player! Jeon Jungkook x Cheerleader! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Baseballer au!

Warnings: (slight)fingering, riding, JEON JUNGKOOK

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“And Jeon Jungkook is getting ready to take the next ball. One more home run, and this came is over. All the plates are empty – will he be able to make it?”

The entire arena cheered his name along with the cheerleading squad which belonged to the team containing the star baseball players of Korea, BTS. Not only were their visuals amazing, but they were all-stars, especially the main batsmen, Jeon Jungkook. 

“Takada Naoki is getting ready to bowl, and–” There was a thunderous ‘bang’ which irrupted from the bat of the brunet. “Amazing hit!!”

The crowd went wild as the player immediately dashed off the home plate. You cheered from your stage along with your group of girls – maybe you weren’t the main cheerleader, but you tried your best, kicking and waving your white and blue pom-poms from your position on the side.

“Jungkook! Jungkook!” 

The entire stadium chanted as he made it to third base, the Japanese team finally getting the ball, ready to pass it to the keeper. All the cheering stopped for a moment as soon as the ball was in the air, breaths being held in anticipation. The male soon slipped into home base as the ball was caught, the referee bringing the whistle to his lips.

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Villainous Headcanons

Yeah that’s right ya boi back on that bullshit also you guys should check out my Dr. Flug RP BLOG @oh-flug-me maybe drop a question…please

Anyway, let’s get started


•It’s a house rule not to attempt to remove Flug’s bag

•Dementia will pick at the edges to mess with him, but she’d never actually try to take it off
•5.0.5. learned his lesson when Flug almost had a panic attack when he started to lift it up
•Black Hat had completely removed it once, snatched it off his head in a fit of rage, and was actually surprised to see Flug curled up tightly on the floor, covering his head with his arms so no one could see any part of it at all.
•He was shuddering and crying, mumbling and pleading for Black Hat to give it back
•Black Hat, either out of the kindness of his bleak little black heart or maybe just because he was sick of Flug’s whimpering, he gave it back and even turned around, allowing him to put it back on without Black Hat seeing his face
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•They eat at the table, all of them

•Black Hat’s rule
•"We’re evil, not slobs! It’s so I won’t find any plates in people’s rooms, Dementia. How would we look in our advertisments if this place was a mess?“
•Dementia eats more like an animal than 5.0.5. does
•Flug either waits for everyone to finish so he can participate in the conversation then eat alone at the table or he simply asks to eat in his room if his social battery isn’t too high, for obvious reasons
•"I better not find that plate in there or it’s your soul.”

•One day, Flug sat down at the table and seemed to worry about something
•Nobody was paying his fidgeting any heed until Dementia glanced over at him and her mouth dropped, prompting the other two to look where she was looking. Their reactions to the phenomenon were the same.
•Flug had pushed up his bag juuuuust enough to allow him to take bites of his dinner, revealing a small part of his mouth and chin
•His hands were shaking and he was trying to ignore their gawking
•"I-I-I-p-please lo-look away. Yo-you’re staring is m-making me uncomfortable,“ he squeaked, etching the bag back down.
•In an instant, the conversation went back to being just about it was before, but glances were stolen at his mouth
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•Black Hat likes cats

•As in: If they wander in because the door is open on a hot day, he doesn’t immediately shoo it out and lets it wonder around til it leaves
•If it bumps his leg wanting affection, he’ll nudge it away a bit, but he won’t kick it
•If it brings him dead things, then it gets a pet
•Black Hat made the mistake of letting a cat fall asleep on him
•"You sneaky devil! How’d you even get in my lap?”
•He wants to move, but something compels him to stay put until it wakes up
•Dememtia is jealous as all hell when she found Black Hat asleep with the little fuzzball in his lap
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•5.0.5. can be found sleeping anywhere at any point of the day.
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•Flug: “I’ve been awake for a week with nothing but coffee and Ritz crackers to keep me alive.”
•Black Hat: “For once, that isn’t my fault.”
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•Flug and Dementia sing together some times

•One of the few times you’ll ever see them getting along
•Dementia handles the more…provocative dance moves of the songs they sing together
•Flug can rap pretty damn well
•Though she may tease and sometimes bully him, Dementia likes seeing Flug so happy when he’s singing
•They usually sing until either Black Hat yells at them to turn it down/off or if 5.0.5. tells them that their music is ruining his cleaning time
•They usually high five before going about their day.

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BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 4,529

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as mental physical abuse, violence, blood, gore, dead bodies, grief and death

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The Friendly Wager (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,528

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, bad date, implied sexual situations (no smut)

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?” I think this will have at least seven parts, so Kait, please feel free to disregard it till it’s completed :)

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BTS Reaction to meeting you in person after catfishing you online-

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Jin-

Originally posted by hobis-moving-castle

Once Jin was scrolling through instagram and saw one of your gorgeous photos on his timeline, he HAD to talk to you. He had to get to know you. But how could he when he was Worldwide Handsome guy from the popular KPOP group, BTS? After creating a totally fake profile with an even faker identity, he’d only fallen even harder for you that originally thought. You both made plans to finally meet and Jin (as well as you) was DYING with nervousness. He knew it had to happen to though. He needed you know who he really was already. He decided to keep it simple and just invite you to the dorms. Once you arrived at opened the door to the most beautiful man you’d ever seen, NOTHING like in the instagram photo’s you’d seen on daily basis for a few months now. Jin smiled nervously as he stood in front of you. “I-I know this isn’t who you were expecting but I-” You didn’t let him finish as you were too busy crashing your lips directly into his. 


Suga-

Originally posted by sugastoungetechonawlogy

As Yoongi had finished creating his fake twitter profile, the first person he looked up was you. He’d gotten to know you better through the use of this fake account and couldn’t believe how perfect you seemed. You’d finally annoyed Yoongi enough into agreeing to meet you this saturday. He reluctantly gave you the address to his studio and waited while sweating. He finally heard small knocks on the door and his nerves went into maximum overdrive. He slowly, nervously, and adorably answered the door. Prepared to get rejected right then and there for lying about his identity. “Yoongi?…” He met your eyes and was certain now that you were the one he was going to marry. Your voice melted like butter to his he ears. You stood in front of him and reached up gently to touch his face. Not believing how beautiful he actually was. He closed his eyes as he felt your hand pressed to the side of his face and gulped nervously. “I’m sorry I lied,” He said softly. His voice deeper than you expected. You said nothing in response. Just wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled your self close. Your lips meeting half way. Once you both pulled away, slightly sweaty and panty, you giggled and pressed your forehead against his. “I forgive you.”


J-Hope-

Originally posted by yourjhopeobsessed

When a stranger with the screen name JH added you on snapchat, you were a bit skeptical about messaging back. “Ehh what the hell.” You thought before typing back a “hi”. You had no idea that this would blossom into such an amazing relationship. With a stranger who’s face you hadn’t seen yet!! You’d begged and bitched enough to JH and he finally agreed to meet you. Hoseok was UNBELIEVABLY nervous when he typed out the address to the dance studio that he frequently practices in. He’d made sure all the boys were gone so that you two could have complete privacy. Once he heard the knocks at the door, he shook his body and jumped up and down alittle to try and calm his nerves. Didn’t work. He opened the back door to the studio to reveal the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen his life. So much prettier than your snapchats. “Jung Hoseok…? J-Hope?” You asked as your jaw dropped. He smiled that gorgeous smile and nodded slowly, “You know BTS?” You didn’t answer due to you being in total shock that J-Hope, your ultimate bias was at the door. “Your smile is so much prettier in person..” You said, scanning Hoseok with your eyes. Still in shock. He blushed and smiled wider, motioning for you to come inside. “Will you dance for me?!” You asked excitedly. Hoseok suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you into him. Both of you nose to nose. “If I can have a kiss first.”


Rap Mon-

Originally posted by https-km

Namjoon couldn’t believe himself when he was making a fake Tumblr account just to be able to speak to you. He looked over your beautiful pictures once more and remembered why. He was too nervous to use his actual self so creating a whole new identity was the way to go in his eyes. You both became super close over the next few months and you both couldn’t believe it. It was a mutual decision to finally meet at Namjoon invited you to his dorm. He forced all the boys out for the night to assure total privacy. Once you had arrived and he heard the knocks at the door, Namjoon’s mouth went dry. He shook his head while slowly making his way to the door. Once he opened up, your jaw dropped at the handsome sight in front of you. “Wait…you’re no-” “I know. I’m sorry. I lied. My real name is Kim Namjoon and…I just had to talk to you but I couldn’t as me…I understand if you feel betrayed and want to leave.” You looked him up and down, not believing that this beautiful man was scared to talk to you as himself. You smirked at him before pushing his chest all the way inside, kicking the door closed with your foot. You pushed him all the way to the couch in the living room and straddled his lap. You rested your hands on his chest as his were rested against your hips. “Hi Kim Namjoon. I’m Y/N.”


Jimin-

Originally posted by mochiipjm

Jimin finished his fake facebook account and searched up your name immediately. It took him a little over a week to fully befriend you. And before you both knew it, you were unbelievably close to eachother. It took some convincing on your part but you finally got Jimin to meet with you. You both decided to meet up at a local coffee shop. When you arrived at the set time, which was pretty late in the evening, you saw only one other person besides the barista. And it wasn’t the same person in the pictures you were used to seeing. Jimin met your eyes and it was as if time stood still. He slowly got up from his table and went to go meet you up close. “Y/M, hello…” “Stop.” You said before he could go on. Jimin looked up at you with nothing but worry in his eyes. “There is no way. No WAY. Someone can be so hot and so cute at the same time.” You said with a smile. Jimin blushed and laughed, covering his mouth with his hand. He the motioned for you to come join him at his table. “How do you take your coffee?” 


V-

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung made a fake Tinder profile for fun. Fake picture, name and all. But totally didn’t expect to meet one of the most perfect humans in the world. AKA you. You both exchanged numbers and got along unbelievably well. You forced Taehyung to agree to meet with you finally because enough was enough. Taehyung made sure that the rest of the boys would be out of the dorm for the night and sped cleaned the whole place for you. Once he heard those knocks on the door, he screamed lightly to himself and ran to the bathroom. “You can do this. You dress really good. 1,2,3 let’s do this.” He went to open the door and once he did, you couldn’t believe it. “V?!” Taehyung laughed deeply and grabbed your arm, pulling you in. “Shh, don’t be so loud.” “You’re telling me to shh? You lied!” You said dramatically. Taehyung laughed once more, gaining the confidence he needed to meet with you. “ You’re mad at me?” He said wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you to him.You bit on your lip, looking into his eyes. Taking notice of how gorgeous he was. The real him. “I don’t know.” You responded honestly, your hands pressed to his chest. He smiled and leaned in, pressing a small kiss to your jaw. “Let me make it up to you.” He whispered.


Jungkook-

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Jungkook thought nothing of it when he added you on wordswithfriends. Just a fellow competitor. He began to message you for no reason and before he knew it, he was hooked on you. And the same went for you. You both had finally talked and gotten to know each other enough to meet. Jungkook begged his hyungs to leave for the night so that you both could have the dorms to yourselves. They eventually agreed and Jungkook nervously waited for your arrival. Once he heard the knocks on the door, his heart rate increased and his palms became sweaty. He opened up to find beautiful you, looking absolutely..beautiful. He smiled nervously. Knowing you noticed that it was not originally him in the pictures you’d seen. “Jungkook?” You asked, stepping a bit closer to examine his handsome face. “Yeah…listen Y/N i’m really sorr-” “You’re so much hotter, oh my god…” Jungkook laughed and blushed, grabbing your hand gently to pull you inside. “Come on, gorgeous.”

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 Pairing; Kim Namjoon x Reader

 Words; 8.6k

Genre; Angst, fluff, smut

Summary; You had fallen for Namjoon, the guy you’ve been sharing an apartment with a long time ago, but he wasn’t the type to settle down into a relationship. One night you both end up sleeping together, but what then would become of your relationship?

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The Beautiful Girl With the Blue Eyes - Nolan Holloway

Originally posted by theoraekendeserveslove

word count: 7276
warnings: death, fighting, swearing, anxiety, yadda yadda
a/n: MY FIRST NOLAN FIC OMG MY BABY I LOVE HIM *squeals out more nonsense*


You were a beautiful girl, and it was the first thing Nolan had noticed when he first met you.  Now, he wished it had been in a more romantic setting than crashing into you in the school hallway, but he’d be thankful for it for the rest of his life.

“I’m so sorry” You’d said quickly, gathering up both yours and his things.  He didn’t even have the voice to say that it had been his fault.  “I wasn’t even looking I don’t even know why I’m rushing” You rambled on, and he just sat there, staring at you.  “Here” You said quietly, handing him his folder, and catching the name neatly written at the top.  “Nolan” You read aloud with a smile, and he almost coughed his throat swelled so tightly.  “I’m y/n”

And he nodded, wanting to repeat the name, but for some reason he was still a mute.  Growing shy under his stare, you had looked away and held your books to your chest.

“Well I’ll see you around, Nolan”

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Made of skin and bones

(not my gifs!)

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics, MATURE CONTENT, sexual situations, +18

Summary: Due to the premature death of the King of your clan, his son, the alpha James Barnes, must assume his destiny and lead his people. As the tradition commands, he must choose some worthy omegas to make their his wives and with which he will ensure the subsistence of your clan. All the omega women are obliged to appear before their king, including you. Luckily for you, you would never be chosen… right?

Tags: at the end. ARE NOW CLOSED (sorry guys)


1.Wolves   2.Chess   3.Holy water  4.Hold me  5.Market day


6. Flesh

Your whole body is a cry.

Your skin sizzles, your blood boils and all your senses are awake and kicking to life. Each and every one of them are now focused on the man who is by your side. Through the fog that is your mind you discover yourself leaning on his warmth, your hands roaming freely by his powerful forearms and your skin burning because of his mere existence.

Vaguely you realize that you have entered in your heat. And not in chill way.

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It’s entirely possibly that Stiles has never been more tired in his life. Okay, that’s a lie, but he’s still pretty damn tired. Running from one end of the city to the other over and over again on various calls always did that to him. Especially when half of those calls end badly, like today. He’s so fucking tired and honestly these are the kind of days that make him question whether being a cop is actually worth it.

Now as he approaches his house, he just wants to get out of his uniform and sleep for a thousand years.

Of course, that’s the plan. Stiles gets all the way through opening the front door, unbuckling his holster and stowing it in the locked safe in the entryway, and kicking off his shoes, which is part one of that plan, without complication.

“I’m home!” he calls out, shuffling down the hallway toward the muffled sounds he can barely hear coming from the living room. He rounds the corner to see–

Derek sitting cross-legged on on a blanket in the middle of the floor, the twins splayed out on their backs in front of him. All three of them are shirtless. All three of them are covered in finger paint. The boys have got some pretty impressive paintings of various animals on their chests considering the medium: Garret’s got a snarling cheetah taking up the most space, and Adrian’s stomach has a dragon with its tail wrapping around his side.

Derek’s got messy hand prints and swirls and smears all over his torso, with a few things that look like heartfelt attempts at farm animals. He’s also got blue finger paint in his beard. And glitter in his hair. Like, a lot of glitter. Seriously, did he let the boys just dump the whole tub of it on his head? He probably did, honestly.

As Stiles watches, Derek leans forward and shakes his head, sending glitter raining down on the boys as they squeal and laugh and try to roll away. Garret catches sight of Stiles in the doorway right before he rolls off the blanket and onto the pristine carpet, catching himself just in time to not make a mess with his painted chest.

“Daddy!”

He and Adrian are off the floor and preparing to throw themselves at Stiles in a heartbeat, but Derek catches them both by the waistbands of their pants and pulls them back.

“Whoa, there, tigers,” he says on a laugh. “You’re all messy. Wait until you wash up or until daddy gets out of uniform, okay?”

“Wash up!” Adrian says, and leads the way in a stampede for the bathroom.

Derek watches them go, shaking his head. Then he turns back to his husband, leaning back on his hands, and looks up with a smile that never fails to make Stiles’ heart skip a beat even after all these years. “Rough day, honey?”

“You’ve got a little something,” Stiles says teasingly, pointing at his own face. Derek just rolls his eyes and levers himself to his feet, unfair amounts of muscle on display as always. He saunters in close, crowding Stiles against the doorjamb.

Derek kisses him, slow and deep and thorough, and all the stress of the day melts out of him to leave every muscle achy but lax. Stiles hums into it, wishing he could really wrap his husband up in his arms but mindful of all the paint. He grasps onto Derek’s shoulders instead, anchoring himself there. He’s reluctant to let the moment end, but they do have to breathe sometime and the kids are probably coming back at some point.

“You’ve, uh. Got a little something,” Derek says, thumbing at Stiles’ chin where the paint from Derek’s beard has rubbed off on him.

Stiles huffs, flicks him in the chest, and says, “Jackass.”

Derek laughs. “And yet you love me anyway.”

More than you can ever know, Stiles thinks, just as the boys come thundering back down the hallway.

They collide full force with Stiles, nearly knocking him over backwards, each one latching onto a leg. They’re still wet from washing the paint off, but that’s okay. Water doesn’ stain, so they can cling onto him all they want like this. With a groan of effort, Stiles lifts up one leg (and Garret) and then the other (and Adrian), painstakingly making his way into the living room until he can collapse on the couch as the boys giggle.

Once he’s sitting, they clamber up to sit half-on half-off his lap instead, both of them trying to tell him about their day at the same time. It’s a loud jumble of largely incomprehensible words, but Stiles listens attentively as he always does. And he trades looks with his husband – his gorgeous, amazing, ridiculous husband who’s watching him with the softest look on his stupidly handsome, paint-splattered face. And he can honestly say that he has never been more content.

The Aftermath: Bucky (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU): In which Bucky reacts to finding out how you feel about him.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,740

A/N: I couldn’t write the next part of this series without giving you at least one scene from Bucky’s perspective. I’ve been excited to write this since I posted the original “The Aftermath”. 

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@avengerstories - thank you for editing this on your phone, you’re the real hero today

Originally posted by kingsebastian

Forty Minutes Later

Bucky clutches his chest, trying to remove a dagger that isn’t really there. It feels like it is though. The look on your face before he left your apartment put it there.

It had to be done.

It had to be done.

No matter how many times he has repeated those words, his makeshift mantra, they don’t make him feel any better. How could they when he just did the one thing he never wanted to do? He broke your heart.

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Midnight Circus

Originally posted by jeonilys

☾pairing: Jungkook ♡→  reader
☾genre: Angst. Fluff. Mature content. badboy summer fling au
☾summary: “You’re ten times hotter this summer, you know that?”

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There was always that rush of excitement when summer came—that feeling of freedom and the urge to run wild bursting at the seems. That’s how it was for most people, not you. When the sun shines with no end was something entirely different for you. Summer meant no school, known of those fellow classmates or teachers on your back. Your lively classmates bubbled in anticipation of the bell, the one thing that would free them from this white tiled prison for months. Just one last ring and I’m outta here, you thought. When it finally came you giggled at the students who jumped out of their seats, mostly guys, they huddled together as if they’d just one the state championship. The teacher attempted to calm them but eventually gave up, who could blame them?

Come on, Y/N!

Your friends beckoned you to hurry up and follow them out the door, that was currently being bombarded with the whole class. There was no point in rushing, so you told them to go ahead with you. They only shook their heads. You were the resident ‘good girl’ of your group of friends—as good as a high school senior could get at least. As quickly as you could look up you were left in the empty class room, you looked at the reminder the suddenly came up on your phone. You hadn’t received your grade for year yet so you waited around at the main office for them. Sitting on the bench outside, you waited patiently, looking through your phone until your teacher came out. 

Ms. Y/L/N, here you go.” You stood up and grabbed the thin folder from her, flipping through it really quick to make sure it was yours. “Enjoy you’re summer- Oh and congratulations on your graduation.” 

“Thank you.” You two exchanged smiles before she scurried back to her office, anxious to leave this place. She was probably happier to be on summer break than the students in this school. If you had to deal with these terrors in a few months you would too, you had to sit in a class room with them but she has to teach them. 

Striding down the hall, you looked over the paper, looking over your grades for the past year. One C out of a list of A’s. You glared down at the letter, one project with that delinquent nearly depleted your grade point average—you never forgave him for that and you weren’t planning on it. A few steps and you were at your car, fumbling with your keys to open the car door. You dropped them on the pavement. Just as quick as they fell you bent down to get it but you were stopped as an all too familiar black boot kicked it away. 

Jeon Jungkook. He quickly had your keys in his hands. You tried to snatch them back but he only gave you a smug grin as your cheeks were already reddening in frustration.

“What do you want.” You spat crossing your arms, eliciting a snort from him. 

Jungkook was what some would call a fuck-boy, a bad boy, a hearthrob; just to name a few. But you had other names for him, a waste of a good looking human being; in short. He did what he wanted and could care less if his stupid decisions affected you or anyone else—he loves himself with no shame whatsoever. His charming glances and charismatic ways of talking may have had everyone at his mercy but he wasn’t fooling you—not for a second.

“Chill, I just wanted to wish you a good summer, what’s the harm in that?” He said

Oh please, you wanted to wipe that grin right off of his face.

“Anytime you try to talk to me, you mean harm. Jungkook, I don’t have time for this.” You attempted to snatch the keys once again but he blocked your attempts by putting his hands far from your reach. “Give me my keys back!” You crossed your arms, waiting for him to stop being childish and hand them over.

“Come on, are you serious?” He laughed. “You’re panties are still in a bunch about that-…what was it again?” He tilted his head in thought, “Collaborative project.” He signed quotation marks with his fingers.

“Since you obviously don’t have the best of memory, I’ll remind you of what you did to me. While we were supposed to be finishing the project the night before. I had finish it by myself. While you decided you’d go roof topping with your friends, on the school, during an open house—which, by the way has to be one of the stupidest ideas you’ve ever had. You could’ve been arrested, not that I would care.” You huffed, already feeling yourself getting heated by the combination of the pounding sun and your rising anger. He was sporadic and impulsive, he said what he was thinking and went with the moment—all the time, and it was annoying. 

“But did I get caught? No, I didn’t- And you were a doll for keeping your lips shut about it, baby girl.” He tapped the bottom of your chin and you jerked back, smacking his hand away. You hated when he’d call you that, it was a nickname he came to like because of one incident. There was a tornado warning in the area, when it touched down you sat in the corner of the room, you closed your ears he could’ve sworn he saw tears.

The day before the due date you got hit with a bad virus and couldn’t take in the project so you gave the responsibility to him—bad idea, a horrifyingly bad idea. He never came to your house to pick it up—he didn’t even go to school that day, your teacher was convinced that Jungkook got you to skip school until you explained to her that you were bedridden. To this day, you still don’t know where he went, and you really don’t care anymore.

“I kept my lips shut because I wasn’t going through that for you. When I texted you to tell you I was sick, and politely asked you to pick up the project and turn it in you left me on read! And never freaking showed up. Honestly, how rude can someone be…” 

“Ok, and? You stress over ever fucking little thing, it was one project.” He retorted, those distinct eyebrows taunting you with every little facial quirk. You snatched the keys from his hand, getting in to your car and slamming the door. 

He knocked on the window—your stupid self actually let it down. 

“What.” Your hands firmly on the wheel as you were getting ready to pull out.

“You never gave me back my headphones, the ones I left at your place. I need them back.” You had to laugh, you know he doesn’t think your just gonna hand over his stuff after all the things he’s put you through. He’s not entitled to anything that has to do with you.

You had something he wanted. You smirked, the tables have finally turned. 

“Ah, you mean the black ones with the blue on the sides?” He nodded, “Yeah, no, I don’t know what you’re talking about, you must be thinking about another girls house, I know you probably lose count.” You cooed, close lipped grinning like the petty person you were.

“I know you have them, quit being petty and hand them over.” His attempt to push you in a corner was working to him but in reality it was failing miserably.

“Now i’m definitely not giving them to you, even if I did have them, which I don’t, you won’t be seeing them anytime soon.” You could tell by the way his tongue protruded against his cheek, he wasn’t happy with you. You assumed he would escalate the argument but he only laughed, you frowned. “Why are you laughing?”

“None of your damn business.” With that he walked back to where he left from and you willed yourself not to pay him any mind. You get a whole three months free of him, annoying classmates and the school in general. 

Life was looking pretty good right about now.

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Tequila Works Wonders

Pairing/Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, The Avengers (mentioned)
Warnings: Swearing, drunk reader, fluff Summary: You and Bucky are best friends, the thing is, you’re in love with him. What happens when you’ve drank a little too much?
Word Count: 1.2k+
A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble lmao

Originally posted by nerdyfandomimagines

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New promo -for next week episodes, Heinous, All Belts are Off, Collateral Damage, Just Friends, new post uselessly trying to pair scenes and episodes, and maybe drop some prediction (that’s going to turn out wrong) on the context here and there.

Also, note that some of my claims (”This is episode X”) are based on the animation studio: might be hard to tell to the non obsessed untrained eye, but from this and older promos it can be seen that Heinous/All Belts are Off is going to be animated by Sugarcube, while Collateral Damage/Just Friends is Rough Draft Korea.


- Might be Just Friends, Star is excited since the night before for the Love Sentence concert

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noona

Smut Week: Day 5 | Jeon Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

W/C: 2500

Originally posted by pkjjm



Being older than half of your friends didnt bother you too much. There was something about being an older sister to Tae Jimin and Jungkook that just made you smile. It made your heart happy. Though all of the boys would come to you speaking advice, the younger ones especially did, you seemed to always be locked away with one of them while they told you your deepest darkest worries.

So when Tae and Jimin approached you to talk to you alone you didnt thing twice about it before standing up, adjusting your jeans and following them to their room.

‘So we have something to tell you.’ Jimin said with a sly smirk. 'Its about one of the boys.’

'You’re not going to get beat up for telling me will you?’ You joked pulling a pillow on your lap.

'You can’t tell him we told you.’ Taehyung said.

'Okay, so tell me what?’

'Its about Jungkook.’ You chuckled.

'He’s going to actually kill you then if your telling his secrets.’

'Well we will keep it venue. Its cause were worried about him.’ Taehyung said biting at his lip. You rose an eyebrow and waited for him to continue.

'He likes someone.’ Jimin started. 'Someone who’s a lot older than him.’

'Well not a lot older, but older enough.’ Tae added.

'Okay, and your worried about this why?’ You asked folding your arms.

'Cause were all friends with her too and we don’t want his crush to ruin anything.’

'Well if she’s older don’t you think shed be mature enough to get over it and not make things weird?’ You asked.

'Its more that we all know so we all see how desperate he is trying to flirt with her and how bad he is at it. Its just making us all uncomfortable.’ Taehyung said looking to Jimin.

'Were just worried, we all are. We don’t want to lose her as a friend you know?’ You nodded understanding what Jimin was saying.

'It doesn’t help that she’s completely oblivious so it makes him try even harder.’

'And he’s so wrapped up in this crush that he’s even starting to discard his responsibilities to the group just to spend extra time with her.’ Thats what set you off.

'He what?’ You said sternly, your eyebrows pressing together.

'Yeah. He was supposed to help Hoseok the other day with choreo and he blew him off to spend time with her.

'Thats not okay.’ You said shaking your head. 'So what do we do?’

'We were hoping you would know what to do.’

'Well… do you want me to talk to hi-’

'No. if he knew you knew he’d kill all of us.’ Jimin cut you off.

'But maybe I can talk to some sense into him…’

The next night the boys all filed into your apartment for dinner, you had been cooking almost all day as a congratulations your starting your tour soon, ill miss you dinner. The older boys took over the living room, all fighting over who got the cooler looking remote control for the gameing device you had bought just for when they came over. The younger boys helped you in the kitchen, well they stood around while you finished cooking after raiding the fridge for beer.

You noticed at dinner how awkward everyone but Jungkook was being. They all would look at him and then look at each other and you saw what they meant. Jung kook was acting weird. You tried to help the situation, calling peoples names to talk about different things while trying to tell jokes that only a few of them would laugh at. Eventually you gave up, they were all to focused on Jungkook. You stood starting to take their plates to take them into the kitchen, smiling sadly at Tae as you did so.

You saw him roll his eyes when Jungkook immediately stood to help you so as you lead the way to the kitchen you decided to talk to him.

'Hey, Kook can I talk to you for a second?’ You asked as he brought int he last few plates, the rest of the boys now moving back to lounge all over your couch.

'Yeah whats up?’ He smiled coming to stand right next to you, drying the dishes as you washed them.

'So its come to my attention that you have a crush.’ You said, getting straight to the point.

'Oh.. Look Y/n,’

'Kookie no girl is worth you turning down your bets responsibilities for. I don’t care how much you like her. And if this girl liked you back she wouldn’t want you to do that. Those boys in there need you.’

'Does this girl like me?’ He asked softly, convincing himself that you had just confessed to him.

'Well how am i supposed to know that, I didnt even know you liked someone till I was told. Look, Kookie,’ You said as his face became confused. 'Just talk to her. Wether its to tell her you like her or to tell her you need to focus on bts. But what ever you do just remember bts needs to be the most important thing in your life.’

He nodded and bit his lip, putting the dried plate where it belongs.

'Y/n, I uh.. I really like you.’ He said turning to face you.

The dish slipped slightly from your hand and a 'everything okay in there?’ from Namjoon came from the living room. You looked back at Jungkook who looked at your terrified, your heart beating extremely fast. You looked away as everything flooded back to you. Last week you hadn’t felt well and texted the group chat asking one of them to bring you cough drops and sprite. Jungkook of course came to your rescue, but that must of been when Hoseok had been blown off by him. Your eyes met his again and something in your heart lurched, but you were angry. How could that happen? You treated him like a little brother. You dried your hands and walked away from him and out into the living room, tossing the damp towel to the side as you did so.

'I think its time for everyone to go home.’ You said clapping your hands. Your eyes met Jimin’s and you glared, how could he not warn you? How couldn’t any of them warn you?

'Is everything okay?’ Yoongi said sitting up slightly.

'Im.. I just need to go to bed. Im not feeling well.’ You said running your hands through your hair.

With out any questions they all got up and softly thanked you for dinner, all giving you a soft side hug and an occasional cheek kiss. Jimin had texted you privately asking what happened but you chose to ignore it, and Jungkook as he looked at you once more before you closed the door.

Your head spun, there was no way Jungkook liked you. There was no way.  You had convinced yourself that he just was messing with you, that it was some prank but as he texted you, and then texted you four more times you knew that it wasn’t a joke.

noona please.

are you okay?

please talk to me.

y/n…

You continued to ignore them all the next day. You were equally as mad that someone didnt warn you as you were that this was happening. Jimin threatened to come over to force you to talk you finally responded and told him you just wanted to be left alone, which eventually he did.

It was late and you were starting to feel bad for kicking the boys out and ignoring them all day. You could tell they were worried. Your doorbell rang and you yawned, throwing the blanket that had a big picture of Hoseok’s smile on it onto the floor, gag gifts from the boys. Your eyes stuck to the tv as you made your way to the door, opening it before you even looked to see who it was. When you turned to see Jungkook there with your favorite flowers you had half the mind to close the door on him, but you stepped aside and let him in.

'Im so sorry that I made you mad.’ He said handing you the flowers.

'You just caught me off guard thats all. I hate being the last person to know things.’ You said giving him half a smile. For the first time you realized just how handsome he really was.

'I just.. I thought we could talk about it.’ He said, his face was pale and you could tell how scared he was. You let him come in further and laid the flowers on the kitchen counter before joining him on the couch, pulling Hobi’s face back up to cover you.

'That is the worst blanket I’ve ever seen.’ He said making you chuckle slightly. 'Im sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I was just doing what you told me to do.’ he said.

'I realized that.’ You started. 'Its just I-’

'Is it because I’m to young? The others said its cause I’m too young.’ You thought for a second and that really wasn’t it.

'Its not because of your age,  I just thought you viewed me as a big sister so hearing that you had feelings just caught me off guard.’ You bit your lip. You watched as he looked at you, his eyes flicking down to your lips and back to your eyes.

'Do you think you could ever feel the same way?’ He asked, now avoiding all eye contact.

'I think…’ You stared at him and smiled, your heart warming slightly. 'I think I could.’

He’s head snapped up and his cheeks instantly turned red. For the first time he made you nervous. You looked to the tv and then back to him. Reaching forward you took his hand in yours and squeezed it.

'Why don’t you stay?’ You asked taking the next step. He gave you a big smile and looked down to your hands.

'FIne, but I’m not sitting under this.’ He said pulling at the blanket.

You sat there, you hand still in his as the two of you watched tv. It felt like normal, but with a slightly new flare. You couldn’t help but bite your lip when you’d see him looking at you from the corner of your eye. You two took turns laughing and commenting at the things that were happening. You had moved to slightly lean against him, one arm wrapping around his while your other hand pulled his into your lap. You could feel his skin heat up under your fingers making you blush slightly.

Now as you talked your faces were closer and neither of you could keep your eyes from flicking down to stare at the others lips. You finally had enough of this. You wanted to kiss him so badly, you wanted to see if there was something there and this was the easliest way to find out. The next time you were both looking at one another you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss on him. As you pulled away and looked back to the tv you  could see his wide smile. He reached out to pull your chin so you were looking at him again.

His face approached your slowly, but the moment your lips met the kiss was intense. All those months of him secretly crushing on you built up was just unleashed as he kissed you with so much passion. You shifted, your hands grabbing to his shirt to pull him forward as you laid against the couch. He followed you willingly, laying on you to kiss you deeper. It didnt take long for you two to begin to pant into the kiss and you couldn’t help yourself but to grab onto his hair and start to slowly roll your hips against him. He groaned instantly, loving the way you moved against him.

His hand found your hip and pushed your shirt up just enough so he could rub his thumb against your waist. His dream of finally being able to feel you coming true. He would never tell you, but he dreamed about these kinds things.

With your shirt now pushed you you moved your hands to pull at his. Getting the hint that you wanted it off he helped your pull it off. You ran your hands down his neck and across his shoulders, rubbing firmly. When you finally hooked your arms around his neck you lifted your hips into him further making him groan again.

'Is this okay?’ He said breathlessly, his lips brushing yours.

All you did was chuckle and sit up making him remove himself from you. You reached the hem of your shirt and pulled it off before moving yourself to straddle his lap, pulling him into you closer. He chuckled agains your lips as the kiss picked back up again. His hands instantly grabbed your behind and started to move you, groaning as you rolled your hips against his already erect member you rolled like that for a minute, the both of you groaning and squeezing at one another to deepen the kiss.

You squealed when he picked you up slightly and laid you on the couch, laughing into a gasp as his lips left yours and began to kiss down your neck. Finding your sweet spot he smiled, now sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. You moaned breathlessly and wondered to yourself how his lips could feel this good against your skin. You didnt realize your eyes had closed until the opened to see him pulling your shorts down.

You lifted your body so he could easily pull them off and as you opened your legs for him you were half surprised to see him take charge and kiss up the inside of your thigh until his tongue was liking the length of your core. You gasped at the feeling and instantly your back arched. You fought against the feeling to press your thighs together and sensing this Jungkooks hands moved to hold your legs apart. He ate you quickly, his tongue flicking and rolling against you. Every other flick he’d prod your entrance with his tongue letting his teeth add a slight pressure to your clit.

He had you a moaning clenching mess by the time he was to horny to continue. You panted as he sat up to quickly remove his pants and the moment he was leaning back towards you, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into kiss him once again. You could feel him stroking himself, his hand hitting your core when he reached his tip. His fingers than moved to stroke you a few times before the feeling of him lining himself up with you over came your senses.

You broke the kiss to  tilt your head back as he quickly entered you. He took advantage of your exposed neck, kissing roughly into it as his hands now moved to push your legs up. He pumped into you quickly. So quickly that you clenched the nearest thing you could with one hand as the other gripped harshly into his back. Moaning on top of you he gripped harder to your legs and pushed himself up.

Pounding deeper now he let out short sweet grunts, the sound of his skin slapping against yours making your body tingle. The higher the pleasure rose the louder you’d gasp and the louder you gasped the faster Jungkook would go. His skin started to shine with how hard he was going and his bottom lip would catch between his lip as he watched you squirm under him. Your hands found his and he intertwined your fingers.

The moment you moaned his name and told you were going to cum he lent back over to kiss you quickly, wanting nothing more than to swallow the sound of you moaning under him. Your entire body clenched making him moan as that included your core.

'Ah, fuck.’ He breathed, his pumps instantly staggering.

You gripped to him tighter and pushed your chest into his, breaking the kiss as you head tilted back again. You gave a soft squeal as your body released, the feeling of him riding you through your orgasm setting your body on fire. You pulled at his neck, your eyes closing and your lips finding his again to quiet your whimpers. The feeling of him pulling out quickly and cumming against your skin made you moan again.

Without even looking you reached down and took ahold of the blanket and wiped yourself off. The feeling of Jungkook chuckling agains your skin made your eyes open and look at him.

'Poor Hyung.’ He said nodding to the blanked where a glistening streak of cum covered Hoseok’s cheek.