black and red socks

how bts are in bed

Jin: Vanilla, vanilla, and more vanilla. Still open to venturing out into freakier things for you if you want. Romantic. Loves giving oral. Gentle, slow, intimate love making. Rose petals. Body worship. Likes morning sex and sex late at night in candlelight. Loves when you wear lace.

Yoongi: Contrary to popular belief, I don’t think Yoongi is lazy in bed. Dominant. Likes doggystyle. LOVES getting his dick sucked. Isn’t very vocal aside from a few grunts and small dirty whispers. Loves you in red/black. Knee socks. Blindfolds you. His fingers in your mouth after he fingers you. Orgasm denial. Light choking. Spontaneous sex. Make up sex. 

Hoseok: THIS BOY. This boy. So adventurous, he’ll do almost anything if you’re down. Energetic. Hair pulling. FAST AS FUCK BOI. but he can also be slow and sweet. over-stimulation ! as ! fuck ! handcuffs. lowkey got a daddy kink. likes to see your eyes when you doin it so its more emotional. “you like that baby?” VOCAL AS SHIT. biting and scratching (receiving). loves when you praise him. 

Namjoon: DADDY AS FUCK. light bdsm. loves when you wear garter belts, all black, fishnets. gags. will try and let you be dominant but will always eventually be the dominant one. spanking. bondage. punishment. orgasm denial. likes to brag about his sex life. sex in odd places, not always in the bed. loves kissing and biting your inner thighs. likes when you ride him. an ass guy. 

Jimin: likes when you’re in control. LOVES being praised. Likes it when you wear soft, light lace. likes to be blindfolded or tied up. loves oral, giving and receiving. covers you in hickeys. really good at hitting that certain spot. kisses every single inch of your body. often wakes you up with sex. loves receiving body worship. small muffled moans. “fuck fuck fuck” when he cums. lazy sunday morning sex. 

Taehyung: a switch. can be dominant and submissive. kinda a freak but he’s shy about it. loves a view of your ass. heavy panting and low moans. his eyes roll back into his head a lot. might crack jokes to see you smile.kisses and licks you up and down. loves playing with your nipples. its more about pleasuring you than him, he loves seeing you squirm in pleasure. loves when you say his name. intimate positions. likes when you wear his clothes after. “kiss me.” a big snuggle bunny when you’re done.

Jungkook: really shy at first but after a while gets more confident. constantly asks if you’re okay with what he’s doing. so. much. cursing. likes it fast. hair pulling, neck kissing. praises you. constantly tells you that you’re beautiful. sloppy kissing with lip biting. loves when you leave scratches on his back. lightly dominant. spanking. always makes you cum first.


Summary: Nat and Wanda trick you into going to a Halloween party at the Stark Tower.

Warnings: smut- oral (receiving), penetration; fluff

A/N: Wrote this to get out of my writer’s block. I hope you like it!

“Fuck!” Nat yanked the strings tighter and you gasped for air. “I know I wanted to wear a corset for Halloween but-”

“Authentication is the key.” She helped you straighten. “And look at how great your breasts look.” 

“They do look pretty great.” You admired yourself in the mirror, running your hands down your torso and enjoying the feeling of the leather under your fingertips. “So…are you finally going to tell me who’s going to be at this party?”

“Nope, it’s a secret.” Nat chuckled as she adjusted her hair and makeup. “Don’t worry, you’re going to have fun.”

“You’re in for some serious hell if you’re lying to me.” You pointed at her and slipped into your leggings. “Why do I have to be a sexy cat? Why can’t I be like Victorian royalty?” 

“Because last time you were drunk you let it slip that you’ve always wanted to dress up as one.” Wanda slipped into the room grinning. “I told Nat and she helped me get the costume, now let’s go.” 

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Hair, Sex, and Make-up

Being the youngest hair and makeup artist for the idol boy group BTS was your dream. Since you finally got to achieve it things were great and although it was hard being the youngest on the crew you knew that they loved you. You became close to the boys, but more so to Jungkook since you were the same age. However it seemed like things were going to change.

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 6k

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

“Yah, ___. Can you grab my makeup bag for me?”

“Yes, unnie.” You frowned in concentration and looked at Yoongi apologetically before running across the room and grabbing the forgotten make-up bag. Being the youngest hair and makeup stylist for the idol group BTS had it’s ups and downs. The boys loved you and you were close to many of them but the older girls bossed you around a lot.

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Hi my name is Stingy and I have short earth brown hair (that’s how I got my name) with trimmed ends that reaches my ears and piercing brown eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Adam Smith (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da heck out of here!). I’m not related to Sportacus but I wish I was because he’s a major freaking hottie. I’m a puppet but my teeth are straight and white. I hate pale white skin. I’m also a child, and I live in a weird town called Lazytown where I’m one of five children (I’m a child). I’m a capitalist (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly yellow. I love JC penny and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a yellow vest with matching shorts and a white shirt with cufflinks, red bowtie and white socks and black dress shoes. I was wearing no makeup. I was walking outside the bank. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of proletarians stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

light wash mom jeans, chipped red nails, tall black socks bunched down, white sneakers with the laces dirty, freckles on your wrists and nose, a long cream trench coat where the belt hangs down and is never tied, a soft pink beret, wisps of hair poking out and tangling into a messy braid, nipples poking through a thin shirt, a bottle of rosé covered in raindrops in one hand and a baguette under your arm

He's A Bright Guy

Jason had always been the kinda guy who went to the gym but it wasn’t like he was some meathead or anything. Just a chem grad student who didn’t want his body to go down when he got a little old. Jason was a really smart dude…but he looked down on people yknow? everytime i saw him in the gym I just wanted to zap him into being a really dumb jock. You get that rite?

his workouts were really functional. He didn’t seem to enjoy being at the gym at all, and u know thats what a good jock should do. The gyms gotta be a place of joy rite? You gotta wanna push and get sore not just run on the treadmill and do machines…

His close were functional too. Every gym day he wore a black tshirt and sweats and some dark runners. So i cast a spell and went to go lift. I figured it wouldn’t need long before Jason was a totally different bro.

I noticed it first when he was on the treadmill. He almost tripped and when he looked down…he saw his shoes had turned from dark runners into these neon orange kicks. his black socks had gone from black to cherry red. They were still athlete shoes but they had a flat bottom. Jason shook his head and looked on them in confusion. Those weren’t his shoes…dude stopped the treadmill and moved over to a squat rack

Of corse he did. Those shoes were legit meant to squat

He warmed up in the squat rack like he’d been doing these his whole life. Then when he loaded it up real heavy and took his first squat…he gave this grunt like nothing i ever heard b4. I glanced over an his sweats were now a dark orange color..they fit with his shoes pretty good but they didn’t fit his ass anymore. U could see that big booty pushin out the fabric. It was a walking wet dream kinda ass

He gave another grunt and another and another. Dude was in it to win it. He looked totally fogged in the brain…just like he should. Spells r about balance an all the bright stuff had to come from somewhere. The brighter he got…well the less bright he got

The bottom of his t had changed too. It had a kind of a lime green band along the bottom now.

Next Jason went over to a bench press. I walked over an was like “You need a spot bro?”

“Uh…yeah…um … bro” he said. All he could think about was the weight right now. So we loaded him up an he got under the bar.

The first big lift he basically yelled. When the gym looked over all they saw was this huge guy under the bench press. Orange shoes and dark orange sweats. Red ankle socks. And this bright bright green stringer tank. The sweat was poring off him as he banged out reps. U just know he was addicted to the iron.

The dull look in his eyes gave away like no intelligence. He was about as smart as most of the muscleheads that cum here. And i could tell he was gonna cum here too…cuz now there was a rubber rainbow band around his wrist

I sucked him off in a shower like 5 minutes later. When he washed up after, his hair went from a boring brown to a spiked up chocolate with these deep red highlights.

He walked outta there in these electric blue shorts an a purple muscle tank. A pair of green kicks and a dark red hat completed the look.

I see Jay havin a ball at the gym all the time now. Sometimes i spot him an sometimes i suck him. An thats the only time he looks down on me now

He’s still like the brightest guy in the gym

my aikatsu

Hi my name is Elza F’ortissimo Tone-Deaf Hummingbird Forte and I have long red hair (that’s how I got my name) with pink streaks and pink tips that reaches my ankles and sexy gold eyes like honey tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Mizuki Kanzaki (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). [[I’m not related to Hime Shirayuki but I wish I was because she’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a idol but my uniform is straight and white. I have slightly darker than white skin. I’m also a headmistress, and I run a idol school called Venus Ark in Japan where I’m in the fourth year (I’m fourteen). I’m a sexy-type (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly red. I love Perfect Queen and I design all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a red and white top with black lines around it and a black miniskirt with a red cape on it, black socks that go up to my knees and red high heels. I was wearing pink lip gloss, white (but not that white) foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Venus Ark. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Yotsuboshi students stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

…dance like an idiot at parties, laugh like a walrus at serious meetings, sing pop songs at the top of your lungs in front of your indie friends, wear red socks when the dress code is black and white. the point isn’t rebellion, the point is expression. the point is the world would be a much better place if we were taught to be fascinated by our differences instead of fearing them, if we were taught to explore individuality instead of controlling it. if we were taught that even if we disagree with somebody’s way of expression, we have no authority to ever tell somebody they can’t be who they are. free yourself, or let us be free
—  Camila Cabello
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Originally posted by ksjknj

Summary: You’re at Kcon standing a few rows back from the stage enjoying the show.  You were most excited for BTS, but Monsta X had stolen your attention too.  Especially the blonde muscular one.  But the one you were really here for was Kim Namjoon, Rap Monster, God of Destruction and you were gonna let him destroy you if given the chance.

Word Count: 2000+

Tags:  SMUT!  Nothing else to be said, SMUTTY SMUT SMUT!!!

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baseball pants;

member- taekook x you

genre- enough fluff to fill a baseball stadium

words- 1,218

summary- you and tae are the embarrassing type and jungkook looks really good in baseball pants. polyamorous!au + sports!jungkook

a/n- sooo this was so cute to write, i hope you guys like it! especially you, baseball pants anon! 

Originally posted by himchansthighs

Out on the horizon, the sun was just beginning set, showcasing a beautiful work of art with wisps of orange and red and pink and purple painted across the previously light blue sky. The current sunset made it worth the lingering heat from the previously sweltering evening hours. Well, the sunset and Jungkook. 

“I got us some Cracker Jacks!” Taehyung says excitedly as he plops down on the metal bleachers beside you. You give him a grin and take one of the bags from him with glee.

“Thanks babe!” you reply while giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. You rip it open hurriedly, the sweet smell of caramel popcorn immediately filling your nostrils. You practically drool. 

“It hasn’t started yet, right?” he asks as he situates himself on the hard bench. You shake your head. 

“Nope, you’re just in time!” You momentarily sit down your precious snack and reach behind you. “He’s so going to kill us,” you predict with a giggle as you pull out the signs. Earlier today when Jungkook had left to go meet with his team, you and Taehyung got to work. Together you made two signs, both obnoxious in terms of loud colors and big letters. They were decorated wih cheesy cheers that you two had found online and kiddie drawings of baseballs and stick men. The touch of glitter was what made you two decide that they were just embarrassing enough to fit your needs. 

“His face will turn so red that it’ll match their uniforms,” Taehyung adds and you both crack up into loud laughter, causing Jungkook to turn your way from his place in the dugout. You two only give him an enthusiastic thumbs up, which he narrows his eyes at. 

A few minutes later, it’s time for the game to start. Since Jungkook’s team is playing at home, they have to be out on the field for the start of the inning. You watch carefully as he jogs out to his position- which is shortstop- and take a moment to relish his handsomeness today. Most of the time, Jungkook would be wearing at least one article of black clothing. It’s his favorite color to wear. But when it came to playing baseball, he actually looked like a boy next door. Every game, he’s clad in an adorable red baseball jersey with his teams name emblazoned on the front, matching white pants and red socks with a stripe of eye black beneath each eye. His hair is always messily tucked under his red cap, curly pieces sticking out from the nape of his neck ,and he never fails to be chewing his favorite bubblegum, making huge bubbles inbetween batters. It was simply the greatest thing in the world. 

“Yeah, go Kookie!” you cheer loudly. Taehyung sighs from beside you. You turn to look at him with a small frown. “What’s wrong?" 

He whines and drops his head onto your shoulder and nustles it around playfully, like a puppy. "Jungkook just looks so nice out there. I just wanna grab him and kiss his beautiful face,” he mumbles and you laugh, but nod.  

“I can relate.” You lock eyes with Taehyung and both of you bust out into laughter again. If Jungkook saw you that time, you were sure he’d think you were up to something. 

When you two manage to finally quiet down, you begin to watch the game. The first batter is up, and it only take him two pitches to make contact. The ball zooms straight out, and you watch with glee as it lands right into the glove of Jungkook. He doesn’t hesitate to throw the ball to first base, successfully aiding in the first out of the ball game. And of course, this doesn’t go unnoticed to anyone. 

“Whoo, way to go Kookie!” you scream in glee as you clap you hands together. Taehyung eagerly holds his sign up high and waves it from side to side. Out on the field, Jungkook catches a glimpse of you two acting like complete goofballs and you swear that, even from your place in the bleachers, you can see his cheeks flare up bright red. 

“We’re totally embarrassing him” Taehyung comments as he notices the behavior of the younger boy. You nod. 

“Oh definitely. But you know he loves it. I mean, if it was so bad, he would stop telling us what time and where these games were,” you say with a smirk. You were right; if Jungkook really didn’t like you two coming out and making him all flustered, he would stop inviting you. 

The game continued on, and to your disappointment, it was a fairly uneventful game. Jungkook’s team is really talented, so they easily took a lead on their opponents. Of course, every single time Jungkook made a good catch or hit the ball, you and Taehyung went wild with your signs and cheers. Other people watching the game were most likely growing very irritated with the way both of you were acting, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care much. At the end of the day, it was all for fun. 

It’s over before you know it and Jungkook’s team prevails, as always. Once he says goodbye to his teammates, he makes his way towards your and Taehyung’s position by the car. His baseball bag is slung over his shoulder and a big smile found it’s place onto his face as soon as he sees you two. You impatiently begin to run towards him at full speed, barely giving him time to react before you spring up into his grasp. 

He latches his hands around your lower back as you wrap your legs around his waist. You give him a sloppy, big, wet kiss on the cheek. “You played great, Kook!” you exclaim. He groans in disgust but gives you one back anyway. 

“Thanks baby. I try.” He gives you a cocky smile and you slap his shoulder. “Ow! You can’t treat winners that way!” he protests but you just shrug. 

“Watch me!” you fire back and smack his shoulder again. You bicker playfully for a moment until you approach Taehyung, who flicks you both on the head. 

“You two are making me seem like the most mature one,” he scoffs, but grins. He leans over and gives Jungkook a short, sweet kiss. “And that terrifies me." 

"Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!” you and Taehyung chant as Jungkook holds up his eighth piece of pizza. Since he won, Taehyung insisted he had to eat a whole pizza by himself. He had almost gotten the whole thing down, until it came to halfway through the eighth piece. 

He shoves the rest of the pizza in, chews, and swallows. “Done!” he exclaims, but groans right after. “I’m so full, you assholes." 

Laughter ensues right after his jab at you two. "You l-o-v-e us,” you insist and throw your arm around Taehyung, who nods along with you. Jungkook rolls his eyes, but he’s smiling big enough to make them crinkle up into his head. 

He sighs. “Even though you embarrass the hell out of me, I do love you nerds.”

Taehyung smirks and gestures with his hand the shape of a ‘c’. “Well you know what I love? Your butt in baseball pants."