i just dont know whats going to happen!

anonymous asked:

I suppose great minds just think alike. 😇 When has Niall had the time to fly to FREAKIN JAMAICA. I just find that so funny. What are your thoughts? I know it's possible they went two separate times, but there's no harm in imagining a sweet island getaway, just the two of them sipping coconuts and wearing crazy floral patterned shirts...😍

exactly.. when did Niall go to Jamaica? I dont remember any instance even from before the hiatus tbh.. Vegas? Bahamas? Phillipines? Yes, Yes, Yes.. but Jamaica? When did that happen..?

But then.. one must not forget how sneaky both Niall and Harry can be when they want the world to leave them alone.. all those golf dates we never knew of during 1D.. them being in the same city and disappearing from the face of worldwideweb for days together on multiple occassions during 2016.. and now in 2017.. them being in regular touch with each other away from the public eye.. All of this just reiterates that although we dont get to see them together, they ARE still indeed very much together!

BTW.. there’s little left for imagination when you think about “just the two of them” at a “sweet island getaway” -


Oh! and there’s a hiatus narry fic too if you wanna indulge in some drama: 6,359 miles by @castlestylan 😀

tbh you get so used to your mental illness that its not even like “oh god this cant be happening” like it used to be. its just like lol “here we go again another mood drop” “oh well would u look at that i cant stop shaking” “what do you know? i dont feel anything” and its such normalcy to you that it becomes this dreadful routine that never ends and the worst part about all of it is that you dont care anymore


I’ve always wanted to draw them doing traditional Japanese sports…? I like drawing these outfits. Also it’s like two in the morning and I have nothing else to do so Why not, right?

Sooooo a random AU… where Victor does kendo and Yuuri does kyudo (Japanese archery), and their dojos (training halls) are right next to each other and Victor just happens to see Yuuri at practice one day and just falls for this bespectacled beauty. And he starts skipping his own practice to go see Yuuri everyday


Kyudo is all about concentration but having Victor around doesn’t help much

Go out there, enjoy yourself, make the most of what you have because none of us know how long we have on this plane of existence, none of us know what lies beyond this; this state of being; a lot of us wish for things that are beyond this, a lot of us are waiting for that, but we dont know and because we dont know, i say that, that makes trying worth it right now. You can wait all you want for great things to happen, but why not to try to make them happen right now, because none of us know whats going to happen tomorrow. So, try your best right now and what you have in this situation that youre in at this moment in time, you dont have to do amazing things, but as long as youre trying your best to make the most of it then thats a success in my mind, so just dont take anything for granted.
—  Jacksepticeye

i really respect the star wars franchise for not compromising or stopping to take time to explain what the hell everything is or whats happening like outside of the intro scroll its just in the world 100% like bam! heres a planet with these things! u dont know what they are? well fuck it cuz theyre here! also! this guy! we’ll say his name one time and then thats it! he’ll just be here for the rest of the movie! here u go! some terms were throwing in that may be bullshit but this is star wars so screw it! bam! space! bam ! flying ships and shit! u dont get it? well sucks for u cuz were still moving along assholes! pew pew laser fighting montage with characters whose names we may not have brought up but ull grow to care for them anywayyyyy! 

lena at the deo

winn: so this is the-
lena: *says something ridiculously smart and fancy* yeah ive been looking at it for a while
winn: and you are my new best friend
kara: hEY!
winn: don’t worry kara you’re my best alien friend!!
kara: awe! ill take it
winn: you’re-you’re my best alien boss
j'onn: you know i can read your mind
winn: i-
lena: WHAT?!
j'onn: you didn’t know?
lena: noooooo…
j'onn: mine too
lena: did yOU JUST?!
j'onn: no *wink*
lena: you just winked
j'onn: no i didn’t *wink*
lena: yOU-i am fine i am collected and i am going home
j'onn: have a good night and clean thoughts!
lena: *running out of the deo* OH MY GOD ENOUGH





So, a long-ass time ago, Rose and Dave had a conversation like this:

TT: After you go, what do you think will happen to me?
TT: Will I just cease to exist?
TG: i dont know
TG: i mean your whole timeline will
TG: maybe
TT: Maybe?
TT: Is there a chance it’ll continue to exist, and I’ll just be here alone forever?
TT: I’m not sure which outcome is more unsettling.
TG: the thing with time travel is
TG: you cant overthink it
TG: just roll with it and see what happens
TG: and above all try not to do anything retarded
TT: What do you think I should do?
TG: try going to sleep
TG: our dream selves kind of operate outside the normal time continuum i think
TG: so if part of you from this timelines going to persist thats probably the way to make it happen
TT: Ok.
TG: and hey you might even be able to help your past dream self wake up sooner without all that fuss you went through
TT: I think the true purpose of this game is to see how many qualifiers we can get to precede the word “self” and still understand what we’re talking about.

This is the most important sentence in Homestuck.

I am dead serious.

Well, OK, I mean, it’s pretty important for understanding some major Homestuck themes and shit or something like that.

Also, I totally should have said: Pre-Retcon Doomed Timeline Non-Dreamself Rose but ultimately about to become Dreamself Rose who semi-merged with Pre-Retcon Alpha Timeline Rose and Doomed Timeline Dave aka Davesprite AKA future Davepetasprite^2 or as we all call them around the office, Davepeta, had that conversation.

Maybe you begin to see what I’m going to talk about here.

One of the major frustrations a lot of people had with the retcon was that the characters we ended up with at the end weren’t the ones we’d come to love and know throughout the story. Was it even worth it, to lose the characters we loved to the tyranny of Game Over? The victorious kids, with the exception of John and Roxy, were other people, with other histories, other goals, and other choices.

Allow me to submit that that may be the whole point.

SBURB is cruel. We’ve known that for a long time. It’s cruel not as Caliborn is cruel, but as the cosmos is cruel, as a supernova is cruel. It wants what it wants, and doesn’t care about how that intersects with the needs of humanity. It wants to make universes through a complex game-playing method, and drags hapless, vulnerable adolescents along for the ride. And most of the time it doesn’t even succeed, leaving its champions to rot in a doomed timeline or similar! Skaia’s victory is an amoral creation myth where individual human beings are just the carved pieces on the chessboard. (I mean, the other ones. Not the carapacians.)

Again, let’s consider the theme of VIDEO GAMES vs. REAL LIFE.

Homestuck, let’s be real, is basically some postmodern horror timey-wimey Jumanji. For a generation way more familiar with pixels than cute little tokens It’s easy for teenagers and in fact, basically everyone, to fantasize about escaping their life and slipping into some game world forever, where they get to do awesome things and be a heroic person.

Homestuck makes that literal. Congratulations, everything you ever knew is dead. You will never see it again, except your internet friends, who turn out also to be your family and other important people. I mean, from a distance, SBURB sounds like an awesome game, right? You figure out who you are and get to wear a cool costume displaying that identity. You get to make anything you want and enjoy this hyperflexible mythology tailored to YOUR CHOICES. HS fans talk all the time about how cool it would be to play a real version of SBURB. That’s a big part of the appeal of SBURB fan adventures. They put you and your friends in the story. Or your favorite characters! It sounds like a fantasy come true.

The thing is, as fantastical as it is, it’s also really fucked up, and ultimately you and your friends are being used. By a giant frog to let it have its babies. By the universe. By a smug blue cloud thing that doesn’t care about you at all.

SBURB does not care about you at all.

The funny thing, SBURB features a mythology with so many layers and nuances and seemingly human motifs about growth and self that you might search for some grand ultimate meaning behind it, but it’s not even human enough to have a personality, to be something you can argue with or fight. It just is. It’s all the cruelty and power of a god without any of the dazzling personality. It’s empty. It just wants to make universes all day long, or fail trying. It is a great, weird tadpole-making machine that eats children.

One of the big ways it doesn’t care about you is its attitude toward the self. Humans and trolls and whatnot prefer not to be relentlessly duplicated. SBURB says, oh yeah, let’s make tons of copies of the player characters and use them for a lot of different purposes.

There’s the dreamself, an essential bifurcation of identity (you are now and were always the dream moon princex) that sometimes gets merged into god tier but sometimes doesn’t. There’s doomed timeline selves, who exist ultimately to augment an Alpha timeline whose Alphaness is decided very arbitrarily and frequently by Lord English. There’s the you who exists before a scratched session and the you who exists afterward, who are two different people but started as one baby in an act of ectobaby meteor duplication, your player self and your guardian self. Dead timeline yous fill up the dreambubbles made by the horrorterrors and get endlessly confused with each other. Any one of these could be the you experience being at any given moment, and which one it is entirely arbitrary. Don’t like being Dead Nepeta #47? Tough hoofbeast leavings, kiddo.

To top it all off, in Terezi: Remember, we learn that every single time we thought someone changed from one self to another, was resurrected or something like that, it was another act of duplication. For every time someone’s died, there’s another version of them waiting in the Dream Bubbles, surprised that they’re not the main character anymore. And we have no way of knowing which is which. Even John, good old everyman John, may or may not be the person who died three or four times. It’s really impossible to say whether we’ve been following the same person throughout our story, or just the illusion of the same person, like a horrifying cosmic flipbook.

The retcon is a return to this same theme. Ultimately, there’s very little new in the changes John makes to reality except that they drive the point home.

John’s friends all died. John and his friends won the game. These things are both true at the same time, except those things may not have happened to the same people. There was a happy ending. Hooray! For, um, some folks who may or may not be the ones we care about. In fact, it’s very confusing, because from Rose’s perspective, Roxy is dead but came back to life, and from Roxy’s perspective Rose is dead but came back to life, except also she came back to life as a weird tentacle catgirl of pure id and self –indulgence. So there’s that. Um. Which Rose are we rooting for again?

Or wait: is it none of them, because the first Rose died in a doomed timeline, hundreds of panels and a number of years ago?

There’s a tension here which one experiences between saying it’s okay because it’s still the same people, and saying it’s not okay, because it’s not the same people at all. This tension is exactly what we’re meant to wrestle with. To put it another way, Homestuck asks if identity can work in aggregate. Are all Johns John, all Roses Rose, and do they all share in what they accomplish? Or are the final victors only accidents created by the whims and needs of the frog baby machine?

What I’m saying, basically, is that the retcon, in the sense that it pointed out our confused relationship with these characters, was already here.

In interviews and questions put to him over the years, Hussie constantly compares HS and SBURB to other video games, particularly Mario, which he frequently returns to as a baseline of comparison that most of his readers will know. One answer, from a recent Hiveswap interview, is particularly revelatory. To the question of “Why do you kill off all your characters?” Hussie replies:

[…]HS is supposedly a story that is also a game. In games, the characters die all the time. How many times did you let Mario fall in the pit before he saved the princess? Who weeps for these Marios. In games your characters die, but you keep trying and trying and rebooting and resetting until finally they make it. When you play a game this process is all very impersonal. Once you finally win, when all is said and done those deaths didn’t “count”, only the linear path of the final victorious version of the character is considered “real”. Mario never actually died, did he? Except the omniscient player knows better. HS seems to combine all the meaningless deaths of a trial-and-error game journey with the way death is treated dramatically in other media, where unlike our oblivious Mario, the characters are aware and afraid of the many deaths they must experience before finally winning the game.

The big man hass the answer.

Homestuck is the story of those dead Marios.

Other works, like Undertale, have engaged with this topic as well. But one of the major differences between Undertale and Homestuck is that in Undertale, between “lives,” one’s consciousness is preserved. In Homestuck, it’s discontinuous, and the value of the overall trial-error process is called into question by the fact that you, the player, may not even get to experience the victory. What meaning does victory hold if that is the case?

So, to put it in a nice thesis format:

One of the central themes of Homestuck is the challenge of reconciling an arbitrary and destructive pattern of growth and victory with the death and suffering you experienced along the way. Homestuck asks: is victory worthwhile if you’re not you anymore? And would you be able to know?

What even is the self? Is there such a thing?

If you were left feeling somewhat disconcerted by our heroes’ tidy victory and departure to their cosmic prize, or by how which Rose gets the spotlight is so deeply, deeply arbitrary, there’s a good reason for that. You’re supposed to be.

The philosophical problem of Wacky Cat Rose is insignificant next to the bullshit of SBURB.

And don’t forget—John and Roxy’s denizens helped them achieve the retcon. Ultimately, the victory they achieved was mediated by the same amoral system of SBURB, and was a victory over an enemy, Caliborn, whose power was created, perpetuated, and ended by that same system.

Okay, so here’s where it gets contentious. There’s an argument to be made, which I’m not sure how I feel about, that some of the character development that could have been in post-retcon Act 6 was left out precisely to push this feeling and play up this tension. Note that this is not the same thing as saying that they were deliberately badly written, but that they’re deliberately written to make us uneasy.That Hussie deliberately played with the balance between making these retconned characters feel familiar and making them feel eerily different to leave us feeling uneasy with the result.

I’m not sure I like that idea. It smacks a little too much of that “everything is perfect” thinking that comes sometimes from the far Metastuck camp. Some of the differences may also be the result of flawed writing. (See: Jane and Jake’s character arcs, which I might talk about later.) And I want to be able to critique those flaws. Ultimately, I think we still needed more time and development to figure out who these new people were—even if our goal was ultimately to compare them to their earlier selves. And again, more conscious acknowledgement of the problem from our heroes—especially John, the linchpin in this last and biggest act of duplication—might have helped drive this theme home.

Still, I think the Problem of Dead Marios is one of the most fundamental questions of Homestuck, maybe THE biggest question. It’s essential to understand it to understand what Hussie’s doing—or attempting to do— in the retcon and the ending.

I don’t know that Homestuck offers us a clear answer to that question. There are some confusions around the issue, too. Where do merged selves fit in, exactly? Clearly they’re a big part of the discussion, because Hussie spends some time in Act 6, especially near the end bringing the identity-merging powers of the Sprites to the forefront. (See also: the identity-merged nightmare that is Lord English.)  Can we even come up with a clear answer to what it means when a dead Mario returns to life grotesquely fused with Toad? How does he beat the game? Does he tell himself that the princess is in another castle? Or what if he merges with Peach? Are they their own princess? How do they know if they’re in the right castle?

Um. Anyway—

Interestingly, it’s not all grotesque—spritesplosions suggest that personalities that are too different don’t stay together long, so a fusion might rely on some inherent compatibility between the two players. Erisol’s self-loathing, sure, but also Fefeta’s cheerfulness. Davepeta seems to be a way of bringing out the best in their players, a way of getting Davesprite past his angst and Nepeta past her fear. Honestly, I know a lot of people don’t like Davepeta as the ending of these two characters’ arcs, but I can’t help but love it. They’re the ultimate coolkid. Cool enough to know they don’t have to be cool. Regular Dave got there, too, of course. But was his retcon assist from John ultimately any different?

Then, of course, we come to Davepeta’s speech to Jade in one of the last few updates before Collide. Davepeta suggests that there is such a thing as an ultimate self beyond the many different selves one piles up throughout the cosmos. A set of principles that describes who you are that’s larger than any individual instance of you. Your inherent Mariohood. (Maybe this is comparable to your Classpect identity, which attempts to describe who you are?) Davepeta even tells Jade, strikingly, that one might learn to see beyond the barriers between selves. Be the ur-self, in practice, rather than theory. This would be incredible news for Jade, who wrestles with the issue of different selves perhaps more than any other character. (There’s a lot to say about Jade.)

Honestly, I wish this ur-self idea had been developed more, and I honestly expected it to be. It doesn’t fully come to fruition, I feel. (Same goes for Davepeta’s character. Ohhhh, ZING!) I’m not sure it entirely makes philosophical sense, especially with fusion—I mean, doesn’t Davepeta themself disprove it? Or at least complicate it? Like, are they part of the ur-Dave or the ur-Nepeta? They seem to imply they’re BOTH? Does that even work? Does that mean that Marieach is all the Peaches and Marios at once?

(In fact, Bowser/Peach/Mario are but the three manifestations of one eternal principle. Also, Bowser/Peach are the true power couple. Read my fanfiction plz.)

And what, say, of Dirk, who ultimately ends up rejecting aspects of his other selves? It feels like there’s a lot more you could say here, and I wonder if Hussie would have said more, if he’d had time. What’s weird is, none of our victorious kids never reach an ur-self (though to their descendants, they become archetypal to some degree), which one might have expected. They’re just individual selves who happened to get lucky. Does that make them representative of the whole? It feels like something’s missing here, or like something got dropped at the last minute.

Same goes for the idea of the Ultimate Riddle. You’d be forgiven for missing it, but there’s been this riddle in the background lore of SBURB that seems to have something to do with personal agency in this overwhelming, overarching system. Karkat called it predestination, saying something like “ANY HOPE YOU HAD OF DOING THINGS OTHERWISE WAS JUST A RUSE.” But others have interpreted it more positively. My favorite interpretation, from bladekindeyewear: the answer to the Riddle is that YOU shape the timeline through your existence, personality, and choices, even when it looks like it’s all predestination. Ultimately it’s your predestination, your set of events, based deeply on your nature, that you are creating. Someone like Caliborn can use his innate personality to achieve power; someone like John might be able to use it to achieve freedom.

I definitely expected something like that to be expressed more explicitly. Like, a big ah-ha moment that helps John or Jade or whoever understand how to escape Caliborn’s system. Something like that would have been very helpful for a lot of our heroes, actually, who’ve been pushed around by Skaia and SBURB together, in finding a cathartic ending.  Once again, I wonder if something was dropped or rushed because there wasn’t time to put it all in. There’s places where you can see hints of that Answer being implied, maybe? But it’s kind of ambiguous.

You can see how the Answer to the Ultimate Riddle ties into some of Davepeta’s ideas. If your personality, the rules of your behavior are a fundamental archetype that goes beyond each individual self, then the answer to whether it matters if one self of yours makes it through to victory is an emphatic YES. You are all of those people, and by winning one round with Skaia, you’ve won the whole game, despite all the arbitrary challenges and deaths it heaps upon you along the way.

This may strike some as too positive for Skaia’s brutality, or again, some way of excusing flaws in many characters’ arcs, or unfair things that happen to them. To be fair, I don’t know that Davepeta’s necessarily meant to be taken as authoritative or the voice of Hussie. They may simply be offering a purrspective.

Hussie not choosing to come right out and engage with the Ultimate Riddle leaves the question of Dead Marios and what they mean for the victorious versions of our cast very open. I like that in some ways—let the reader decide—but I can’t help but wish we had more to work with in making that decision. Plus, it might have brought the thematic messages of Homestuck all the way home to tie them more closely to our characters and their experiences—character development being one of the things most people found most lacking in the ending.

NEXT TIME: All that wacky gnostic stuff probably

since the world was supposed to end today (it didnt, and wont), i wanna just say, for anyone who has anxiety over the world ending;

anytime shit like that starts up, just remind yourself that its always just a fluke. it isnt real.

the people who make this up have no clue what theyre talking about. this has happened many, many, MANY times before in the past. the y2k scare didnt happen. the 2012 apocalypse scare didnt happen. and nothing happened today.

hearing about the world ending makes my anxiety act up real bad to the point of making me sick. so i just go offline for a little while. and its okay to go offline to prevent seeing it. block posts about it. go talk to someone you trust for reassurance.

the world isnt ending anytime soon, you’re fine

Space australia/Humans are space orcs- ITCHY

Imagine alien’s reaction to human’s being itchy.

Captain Qwerk: uhm… human engineer Josh the crew is worried about your… self hurting…
Josh: what do you mean?
Capt. Q: some of the crew has reported that you used your human claws to scratch your own skin sometimes causing it to bleed.
Josh: oh… yeah that-
Capt. Q: if it is related to the human disease *flips pages through her notebook* called depression, caused by emotional pain and can lead to self hurting and loss of work efficiency, then the medical or the threapy stations will be added to our route to check up on your status.
Josh: no its not like that… I got bitten by a fly.
Capt. Q: *flips through notes* creature-fly survives on… drinking blood….. and can cause humans to hurt themselves through scratching the bitten area…
Josh: yeah its nothing serio-
Capt. Q: we will visit a medical station to check up on you and the crew to make sure no one is bitten I dont want my crew killing themselves.



Dlorn: Human-Captain Max sir since our visit to human planet earth I… I feel like I am going insane!
Max: what happened? Are you poisoned or did something bite you?
Dlorn: I dont know sir! But- but whenever I get the chance I use my hands or the surrounding objects to inflict injuries on my arms and I cant stop. I have caused it to bleed 3 times and now the want to injure myself is greater than ever. *starts scratching his arm* Like this it feels- it feels good but I…
Max: Dlorn…
Dlorn: yes Captain?
Max: Its just a bug bite. I have a medical jel for that in the med bay. Its nothing serious though, so you dont have to panic.
Dlorn: t-thanks for helping me sir.

Public School Gothic

you were sent to the library a while ago but the purpose of your visit is unknown to you. “i need you to go to the library for me”. it drones on and on in your mind.

you hear the screaming down the hall at least once a day. no one says anything. we dont know what may happen if we do.

every school has a basement, or even a sub-basement. weve never been to it but we know its there for us.

the applause in the cafeteria started from nowhere, and ceased just as quickly as it started. no one knows where it originated.

its gym class. “were running today”. everyone knows that once you start running its impossible to stop.

in every school there are a few empty classrooms. sometimes you can peel back the old paper covering the windows and see whats inside, but i wouldnt recommend it.

theres an outbuilding that used to be used to heat up the school its not supposed to be used anymore, but sometimes you see smoke rising from its old chimney. youre sure of it.

school hours have been shortened due to district budget cuts. no one ever sees the teachers leave in the afternoon. we never see them leave the school.

everything goes smoothly, up until rain starts falling. the students raise their heads one by one to stare out the windows.

sometimes our school runs out of paper. we can no longer print documents or worksheets or office referrals. everything comes to a halt. even when unable to function, we must return to school.

you hear someone yell down the hallway “WHAT TEAM?” the answer is wildcats, apparently. our school mascot is a gryphon. we dont have team sports.

public schools dont have nurses offices. we cant get medicine or disinfectant for the many wounds we acquire throughout the day. we rarely have access to bandaids, yet you always hear someone say “im going to the nurses office”. where are they going?

Bts reaction to you kissing their neck!


*You walk up behind him while he’s working at his desk, giving him pecks on his neck and jawline*

“My baby wants to play it like that huh?” *smirks*

“Maybe, maybe not. Come find out chulo~” *You swiftly walk out of the room*

*Namjoon gets up to follow but ends up tripping over the wire of his headphones*

*You come running in* “Are you okay?!” *You see him laying on the floor with his foot tangled* “You know what Joon, maybe another time ._.”

Originally posted by missyalliott


*You come up behind him as he’s cooking dinner, giving him smooches starting at his shoulders leading to his neck* “Hey sexy man >;)”

“You wanna see sexy?” *slut drops while still mixing food bc talent*

Originally posted by wellsfanfictionslash


*He’s laying down as you come up beside him and start kissing his neck*

“Yeah right here baby,” he says sleepily while pulling down his collar.

Originally posted by vexedmikxyla


*He’s working on his music as you pop up to give him a break and start pecking his neck*

“Not now beautiful.”

“But Yoongi baby~ you’ve been working all day…”

“I guess this track can wait.”

Look at his hand, his tongue, his collarbone… dont touch me

Originally posted by vthesecretoilet


*You come up behind him as he’s shopping online for some gucci obvi and start giving him kisses on neck*

“Stop it jagi that tickles” “Jagiyaaaaa” “Fine then!” “May the tickle war commence.”

Originally posted by taesverynofun


*You see Jimin on his phone so you decide to go give him smooches on his neck*

On the outside-

Originally posted by ultranicolet

On the inside-

Originally posted by park-jimizzle


*You go behind Kook, who just started working out, and gave him smooches on his jawline*

“Hmmm look at that sweet piece of ass.”

“Thats right this ass is a sweet piece so dont touch it unless yours is the same.” *sass asf*

Originally posted by btsgalaxyyeoja

@ anon who requested: I know you probably wanted this to be sexy… i-I don’t know what happened…

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  • Nick: So we wanted to connect Harry's heart to a machine cause he plays his cards close to his chest, he's quite an elusive chanteuse. So we thought we would show him different pictures, and we also showed him Camille Rowe. Now what do we think happened? And Fifi, you get involved in this, cause you look like you're going to sip some serious tea. Do we think that he did know and lied to us? Or do we think that I put this into the ether of the world and it just happened? Maybe she was just on the Internet one day, saw this video and was like 'I'm gonna slide in his DMs! He's fit, man!' Fifi, thoughts?
  • Fiona: I think you are busted.
  • Nick: What d'you mean?
  • Fiona: I think he'd been seeing her already, and that's why he was like 'I dont know what to say!' and then it was already out there in the universe after the interview, so they thought 'Whatever. We can make it official now.'
  • Nick: OK.
  • Fiona: At least, we're gonna get invited to the wedding cause we helped it out.
  • Nick: Yeah. I like that they were spotted at a gig once and we're like "Ooooooh. The wedding!"

Country music singer Jason Aldean, who was performing when a gunman opened fire on concertgoers from above killing dozens, injuring hundreds, has posted a statement on Instagram that reads as follows: 

Tonight has been beyond horrific. I still dont know what to say but wanted to let everyone know that Me and my Crew are safe. My Thoughts and prayers go out to everyone involved tonight. It hurts my heart that this would happen to anyone who was just coming out to enjoy what should have been a fun night. #heartbroken #stopthehate

  • Taehyung: Kook, can you bring me some water? I'm really thirsty.
  • Jungkook: *is not listening*
  • Taehyung: ...
  • Jungkook: *runs a half marathon, flips tables everywhere, does flipbacks 3 times and destroys everything else in his way*
  • Taehyung: He's okay. Now bring me some water.
  • Jungkook:
  • Jungkook: go die of thrist
  • -
  • Extra
  • Jungkook: Hey Jimin, are you thirsty? I could bring you some water.
  • Taehyung: *flips table*

I feel like all the people calling Will’s speech “anti millenial” weren’t listening close enough. He didn’t imply anything against younger queerlings, just reminded that we need to remember who and what came before us. Remember how bis were attacked with a certain gatekeeping rhetoric, which was then reused on trans individual, was then used in on aspecs? Ever notice how it’s always the older people in the community who have to remind us this shit has happened before, and when we don’t remember and don’t actively try to prevent it, it creeps back in?

“I just dont want you to forget those who were fighting for rights you don’t even know you didn’t have”

The show said it was going to be tackling more modern queer topics, and face it, our generation not knowing shit about the history of the community until a self described “community gramdma/pa” steps in to teach and remind is something that happens. A lot. It’s not about insulting and disparaging millenials. It’s about appreciating those who came before us for the way things are now, and reminding everyone that there is work we still have ahead of us.

anonymous asked:

hi!!!! i loooooooooooove your blog you are the cutest and i swear ive read all your reactions like 49023482908 times! i was wondering if you could do a reaction where bts get jealous? i dont have a specific scenario in mind but anything where they get jealous! thank youuuuuu <3

Here you go:)

*I do not own any of these gifs, credit to their owners.

Jin getting jealous wouldn’t happen that often, he would trust you fully with everything he had. When he did get jealous you’d know right away. His eyes would tighten, he’d fold his arms over his chest and he’d grow quiet. If you were to ask him what was wrong he’d just force a smile and wait until the two of you were along to talk to you, which the moment he said it out loud he’d realize how stupid he was for feeling that way.

Despite not being one for constant lovey dovey touching and talking, Yoongi would get jealous very quickly. He wouldn’t ever admit it, or even try to show it but that still wouldn’t stop him from scoffing every time the source of his jealousy was around or was talked about. You’d try to get him to talk to you but he’d be way to proud to admit he was jealous of something. If you were to chuckle as you realized the problem he’d just groan loudly and let you pull him into a hug.

Him being jealous would mean he’d be all over you; even more than he’d already be. He’d pull on your hand and wrap his arm around your waist, all while shooting daggers at the source of his jealousy. When you ask him what was wrong he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you, not caring how dumb it sounds.

He would grow quiet, but wouldn’t leave your side. His hand would find yours and hold to it tight. If things started to get too weird he’d asking you if the two of you could leave, and when you asked him why he’d shrug and just say he didn’t feel good. He’d feel bad for not telling you the truth but would drop it, it wasn’t important and you were leaving with him.

He wouldn’t take to kind to the feeling of jealousy. He’d start saying things that either put down or embarrassed the thing making him feel that way, and wouldn’t hold back on lazily throwing an arm over your shoulder, just to prove it didn’t actually bother him. When you elbowed him in the ribs and asked him what his issue was he’d fall silent, and shrug, feeling guilty that he’d been acting like an idiot.

He’d cope with the feeling of being jealous by trying to pull your attention away. He’d always make you look over there or go over here just so he could make himself feel better. He’d be really easy to read so you just let it slide by letting him think you were doing what ever he said.

He’d take it silently, stewing due to his own thoughts. And not really caring if you noticed or not. He got jealous easy enough that you’d be able to tell. Being able to read him well you’d know exactly how to kill the jealousy, but seeing him pour would be to cute to resist so although you’d remove yourself from the situation that made him jealous you’d still wait a few seconds before giving his cheek a light peck till he smiled.

I Told You So

“Are you almost ready? I’ve been waiting for a good half hour!” Jimin yelled out. He was downstairs waiting for his roomate, they were supposed to be at the gym by 8:00 PM and its already 8:30. They had this pact that they go to the gym with each other, and they watch out for each other making sure that they keep themselves healthy. They usually go to the gym at the same time everyday which is 8:00, but the younger was taking longer than usual.

“JEONGGUK CAN YOU HURRY UP!” Jimin honestly didn’t know what was taking the younger so long, and now it’s starting to frustrate him. He waited a bit, resting on the couch scrolling through Instagram. After another minute, he yelled out again.

“I’m leaving! Bye Jungkook!”

“J-jimin, wait! I’m coming hold on! I’ll be out in a few, j-just wait a bit!“ Jimin rolled his eyes and took a deep breath wondering, What the hell is this kid doing? The elder’s curiosity got the best of him and he started to walk towards Jungkook’s room. He walked down the hall with his gym bag in hand, he was curious as to why the younger was taking so long to just get ready for the gym.  He was beginning to think the younger was taking a dump or something. He stopped in front of the Jungkook’s door and put his gym bag on the floor. Wait. What if he’s getting dressed? He decided to just open the door a little bit.

Jimin grabbed the doorknob lightly and twisted it, adding pressure to the door and opening it slightly. He takes a peak from the side of the door and sees Jungkook lying down in bed with his eyes squeezed shut. Jimin scrunches his nose and eyebrows and asks to himself, What is he doing? He puts his ear closer to the open side of the door and tries to listen to what Jungkook was saying. He thought the younger was getting ready for the gym, so why is he laying down in bed? Is he not feeling well?

"Mmm J-jimin-ah” The younger moaned. Okay, now Jimin is completely lost and has no clue whats going on. W-what? Did he just moan m-my name? He removes his ear from the door and replaces it with one of his eyes. He looks at Jungkook and it’s more clear what the younger is doing. Jimin can see his eyes shut and his head is against the bed’s headboard. He’s panting and he’s restlessly throwing his hips against his hand.

“F-fuck, faster!” Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut as he speedens his hands pace against his painfully hard dick. He pumps, adding more pressure and quickens the pace. He can’t take it anymore. He needs to cum right now. He throws his head back again and throws his hips against his hand one last time, before letting out a lewd moan. He’s panting and he feels sticky from the cum that fell on his stomach. He bites his lip and looks at the mess he made, cursing himself for being so goddamn horny. Always at the worst times too. He forgot Jimin was waiting for him and lost track of time. It isn’t his fault, he was getting ready for the gym, and he was honestly ready a half hour ago. Its just that he was putting on his clothing and Jimin walked in with his fucking skin tight leggings, thighs and butt showing in all its glory. He just wanted to grab that ass..




W-what did I just watch? Fuck. It was really hot though… Oh god he was moaning my name. Was I the one he was imagining doing those sinful things too him? I wish it it was actually me-


I was so deep in thought and I completely forgot he was still in his room, shirtless, and I was right outside his door. I threw my body to the side of the door hoping he wouldn’t see me. I need to get out of here. I get up quietly and start tip toeing down the hallway.

“Hyung?” I hear Jungkooks voice behind me and I completely freeze in a tip toe position.

“Hyung what are you doing?”



“Lets just get going to the gym okay?” I smiled weakly. I couldn’t look at the younger, not after what just happened. He looked so hot and I just realized that my tight pants are a little tighter than they were before.

“Hyung, why is your bag here?” Jungkook says looking at the gym bag laying next to the entrance of his door. Oh crap.


“U-um I d-dont know” Jungkook was starting to grow suspicious of his very suspicious looking hyung. D-did he see… Was he watching me? The younger’s cheeks suddenly got red at the thought of Jimin watching him masturbate. No, it couldn’t be…


“Hyung, why are you acting so weird? What happened?” I turned around to face Jungkook with heated cheeks. Jungkook suddenly approached me, walking at a fast pace. He reached for the collar of my shirt before I could run away and pushed me against the wall. He let go of the collar and put his hands on both sides of my head. There was a sudden gleam in the his eyes, and he looked dangerous. He smirked and tilted his head, getting dangerously close to my face.

My breath hitched

“What happened hyung? Why are you blushing?” He said in a deep husky voice. He smirked as I tried not to shiver under his intense gaze and low voice. He got closer to my face and lowered his gaze to my lips. Suddenly I was breathing heavily and I couldn’t dare look at Jungkook, knowing that I would melt under his heated gaze. Jungkook suddenly pulled away and walked back towards his room. He grabbed my bag and came towards me handing me my bag.

“Lets go, sorry for the long wait” Jungkook grabbed his car keys and walked out the door, leaving me against the wall, HIGHLY disturbed, and confused as fuck.


Jimin wished he could’ve been brave enough to connect his lips to Jungkook’s while he had the chance. They looked so perfect. He wished he could’ve looked into the younger’s eyes. He wanted to see the lust in them, the lust that he knew was there. He wished that instead of freezing up under the younger, he could’ve let loose, connect their lips and let his hands roam Jungkook’s body.

He bit his lip at the thoughts and took a deep breath. He’s gonna have to wear his extra large hoodie today, he can’t have anyone noticing his problem. He quickly ran to his room and put on one of his oversized hoodies, closed his door and locked it as he walked out. He walked out of the apartment complex and went to the parking lot where the younger was waiting for him inside the car. He opened the door to the passenger seat and sat down, putting on his seatbelt. There was an awkward silence, which was quite unusual because they felt the most comfortable around each other. Jungkook put the car on drive, and pulled out of his parking spot. They started driving on the road and Jimin started to shift his body uncomfortably. He felt awkward so he decided to put on the radio, hoping the music would take away from the awkwardness. He tuned in to their favorite music station and started listening to the song “Talking Body” by Tov Lo came on.

Bed stay in bed, the feeling of your skin locked in my head

The car stopped at a red light and Jimin started to shift uncomfortably again, knowing what this song is about. He looks at the front view mirror where his eyes meet with Jungkook’s. Jungkook bit his lip and looked away quickly, eyes focusing on the cars outside the window.

I don’t care I’m down for what you want

Jimin tried to not look at Jungkook, and decided to whip out his phone which is what he usually does when he’s feeling awkward. It works as a distraction for him. He opened his twitter app and started scrolling through it. The light turned green and Jungkook started driving again. He started to sing along to the song that is playing, and he knows for a fact that Jimin has a thing for his voice. Jimin decided to put his phone away, not wanting to waste the battery for the gym. The elder gulped as his Kookie began to sing with his beautiful voice.

“Summer lovin and fights… how it is for us…. and its all because… Now if we’re talking body~ You got a perfect one so put it on me~ Swear it wont take you long, if you love me right… we fucked for life, on and on and on…”

Jungkook knows Jimin loves his voice, and he’s using it against him. Not just that, but even though the radio blurred out the part where it says “We fucked for life” he still sang it. Jimin started imagining the younger’s perfect body hovering over him, shirtless and abs glistening with slight sweat. He wants so badly to kiss him, to touch him, but he can’t. He doesn’t know how the younger would react, and he doesn’t want to ruin anything. He feels his dick starting to harden up again. He cursed himself for being such a horny fuck. He bites his lip and looks out the window, trying to think of un-sexual things. He thinks of his ugly cousin, nasty food, and bugs. Nothing is working. All he’s imagining is Jungkook’s lips on his, biting and sucking away. He imagines the younger’s lips move down his jawline, giving kisses as he makes his way to Jimins neck. He bites and sucks, giving the elder a hickey. Jimin has his eyes shut, imagining the dirty things he wants Jungkook to so badly do to him. He bites his lip trying to suppress a moan that is waiting to come out. The song really isn’t helping anything. Its just giving him more scenarios to think about. Even though Jungkook is singing, he turns off the radio and quickly looks out the window, resting his chin on his hand.

“Jimin?” Jungkook takes this opportunity to put his hand on the elders glorious thigh. He squeezed softly, keeping his eyes on the road.

“Jiminie are you okay?” Jimin tried his best to ignore Jungkook’s hand on his thigh, which was dangerously close to his hard dick. He bit his lip again and focused his eyes out the window.

“Y-yea I’m fine.” No, he was not fine at all. Why did he have to be so curious in the first place? This would’ve never happened if he had just waited for Jungkook instead of secretly looking into his room. 

“Are you sure your okay?” Jungkook squeezed the elders thigh with a little bit more pressure. Jimin felt the hand that was on his thigh let go, and instead he reached for Jimin’s hand. He held on to Jimin’s hand, intertwining their fingers. Jimin suddenly blushed at the younger’s actions, making his heart race at the cuteness. The awkward silence quickly became the usual comfortable silence that they are used to.

For the rest of the car ride they held hands, and they finally made it to the gym, after what seemed like hours.

Jungkook parked the car, and reluctantly let go of Jimin’s hand. He loved the way his hand felt against his own, so soft and small. He loved how Jimin always looked so delicate, well at least most of the time. Sometimes he would be so seducing and sexual, the change in personality would always shock the younger and make him giggle on the outside, but in the inside he wanted to wreck Jimin.

They both opened the car door, took their belongings, and started heading to the entrance of the gym. They walked into the gym and started heading to the locker rooms, where they put their belongings. Jimin looked in his bag, when he realized that he left his lock for the locker. He didn’t like to leave his locker un- locked, anyone could steal his stuff at any time.

“Kookie, can we share a locker? I left my lock at home”

“Sure, just put your stuff on top of mine, I think there is enough room”

“Thanks” Jimin reached for his bag and put it into the youngers locker, leaving everything except his phone and headphones.

They exit the locker room and start heading towards the gym area.

“What do you want to do today Jiminie?”

“Want to play wall tennis? I don’t feel like working out today…”

“Sure, lets go pick up the rackets at the front desk” Jungkook wrapped his arm around the elder, making his heart beat quickly at the interaction.

“Are you sure your okay? You don’t seem well” Jungkook whispered into Jimin’s ear.

“Y-yes I’m fine” Jimin loved the way Kookie looked so concerned. He felt bad lying, but he really was not okay. The boner started to go down, and he was glad because he didn’t know how he was gonna work out with it. He’s glad the younger agreed to tennis, it made him feel at ease.

They picked up the tennis rackets and tennis ball, and started heading to the sports room. It was just a room with a nice big wall for people to play wall tennis. They put down their stuff and started to play.


Some time later

Jungkook looked at Jimin and saw that he was sweating, he working very hard to not lose. He does this every time they play a game. Jimin doesn’t like to lose because he knows that Jungkook would tease him about it later on. Jungkook hit the neon green ball, and it bounced against the wall going past Jimin. It was too far for Jimin to reach with his short arms, and instead of running towards the ball he just gave up, sighing in defeat.

“Ha! You lost Hyung!” The younger says sticking out his tongue.

“You know what! This isn’t my fault. I was just distracted because of what you did earlier!”

“And what did I do earlier?” Jungkook says with a low tone and a smirk across his lips. Jimin gulped as he saw the younger start to approach him, the whole mood switching completely.


“What? Did you see anything Hyung?“ Jungkook says, pinning Jimin against the wall.

“I-I was talking about what you did earlier, y-you did the exact same thing as you are doing now! You pinned me against the wall and-and”

“So you want a re-match?”

“Yes, and I will win this time” The whole time they talked, Jungkook was hovering over him they didn’t break eye contact. Jimin was nervous, but he wanted to see the younger’s piercing gaze. He would’ve regretted it if he hadn’t looked into his eyes, cause damn did Jungkook look hot hovering over him.

Jungkook walked towards his tennis racket and gave Jimin his, and once again they started to play. Jimin kept his mind on winning, he needed to prove his point and he completely blocked everything else from his brain. Especially Jungkook. The score is 4-2, and Jimin was taking the lead. They are playing to whoever gets to 7 first.

“Wait Jiminie, hold on” Jungkook says as he puts the tennis racket on the floor.

“What happened? Water break?”

“No” Jungkook started to slowly take off his shirt, revealing his toned abs. He was wearing joggers that hung just below his v line, exposing his Calvin Klein underwear. He was sweating, making his hair look messy and his body glisten. So basically Jimin was eye ogling the guy, with his cheeks blushing like crazy. Jungkook looked so perfect, his tall, lean figure. Jimin bit his lip and quickly looked away when Jungkook noticed that he was eye fucking him. The younger smirked and picked up the tennis racket.

“W-what are you doing?”

“It just got hot, I didn’t feel like wearing a shirt anymore”

“B-but its not that hot”

“Why are you getting so flustered? Am I turning you on?” Jungkook said in a seductive voice with that evil smirk across his lips.

“N-no! You know what, lets just continue the game” Jimin wasn’t that stupid. He knew what the younger was doing, and he was NOT gonna let it work. Jimin picked up the ball and hit it with the racket, passing it to Jungkook. The elder couldn’t help but keep looking at the younger, he bit his lip as he felt his pants get tighter. Shit, Shit, Shit! Not now! Go away! He was sure as hell glad that he had his hoodie on, this boner just wouldn’t go away no matter what he did, and it is painful. He tried to block out Jungkook, but every time he looked towards him, he saw his muscles flex as he hits the ball, and the way his hair is wild, and his sweaty body-

“Jimin, why are you so red? Are you feeling hot too? Maybe you should take of your sweater” the younger says, eyes focusing on the ball.

“N-no I’m okay” Jungkook grabs the ball instead of hitting it with the racket, pausing the game. He walked towards the elder, the scene being way too familiar to Jimin today. The younger rested his hand on the elders forehead, trying to estimate his temperature.

“Maybe you should take off your sweater…” the younger reaches for the hem of Jimin’s shirt and tries to pull it up. Jimin quickly swatted away Jungkook’s hand, and he pulled down his sweater and backed away, shocked from the younger’s direct actions.

“No! I said I’m fine!” Jungkook took a step closer to the older, wrapping his arms around his waist, connecting there foreheads and lower bodies.

“Why are you so defensive right now? Its not like your hiding anything” Jimin felt the younger’s breathe dangerously close to his own, he wanted to connect their lips so badly. Jungkook was looking at Jimin’s lips when he leaned in slowly. Jimin suddenly froze, but he quickly came up with an idea and dodged the kiss by giving Jungkook’s shirtless body a hug. The elder snuck his face into the younger’s neck.

“Lets finish the game, I’m going to win anyways” Jimin says playfully trying to change the mood. He pulled away from the hug and saw disappointment in the youngers eyes. He silently walked back to his spot and picked up the racket. They started playing again, Jimin couldn’t think properly because of what just happened. H-he wants to kiss me?

The elder hit the ball a little while later and it landed on the other side of the court and landed on the floor, indicating that he won.

“HA! I TOLD YOU SO!” Jimin was going to take a victory jump when he suddenly tripped on his own foot, falling on the floor and landing on his ass. They both started laughing and Jungkook smiled at the elders cuteness. He approached Jimin and sat on floor, making sure he was okay.

“Are you okay hyung?”

“Yea I’m fine” Jimin was laughing, but it was hard to hide the embarrassment. Jungkook looked at the way Jimin smiled, his smile so bright and big, letting his eyes disappear. He couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to kiss those pretty plump lips. He suddenly pinned the elder to the floor, Jimin’s giggle quickly stopped by shock.

“J-jungkook?” There was no response. Jimin could see hunger in the younger’s eyes as he stared at Jimin. They stared at each other, for what felt like forever. Jungkook leaned in slowly, eyes targeting Jimin’s lips. The younger licked his lips as he got closer and closer. He stopped where their breathes met. His lips are a few centimeters away from his Hyung’s. Jimin turned his head to the side, he felt shy and embarrassed. The younger grabbed his chin, and pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss was slow, Jimin loved the way Jungkooks lips felt on his own. And Jungkook loved how plump the elders lips where, they felt so soft against his own. The younger has been waiting for this moment to happen, and he wanted more. He softly bit on the elders bottom lip, getting a slight moan from Jimin. Jungkook pulled away from the kiss, looking at Jimin and how incredibly seductive he looked right now, lips a little puffy, he was sweating and panting a little bit. The younger looked equally as hot, he looked like a hot mess and it was turning Jimin even more on. But he didn’t want the younger to know that he had a boner, all because of him and his freaking shirtless body, literally sex on legs. His cheeks became even more red, and he suddenly felt embarrassed again under the younger’s lustful gaze. He got up, and ran towards the locker room. He ran past the treadmills and other machines, and made his way to the locker rooms as fast as he could. He didn’t care if people were looking at him weirdly, he needed to get away from the younger before anything went any further.

“S-shit” Jimin said once he reached the locker room. Thankfully, there was no one inside. He slid down against the wall, sitting on the floor. His heart was racing, and he felt a smile creep up on his lips. He wanted to keep kissing the younger, his soft lips were so addicting. But, they were still at the gym and theres people everywhere. He was ecstatic to know that the younger wanted to kiss him, but he didn’t want to be kicked out of the gym or die of embarrassment if someone were to walk in on them. He just realized how painfully hard his dick is, so  he decided to reach down and palm it, biting his lip in pleasure, throwing his back against the wall. The friction felt amazing, he was so sensitive after all the that happened today, he’s been longing some friction. He decided to go to the showers when he heard footsteps coming from the entrance, heading towards him.  He suspects the footsteps belong to the younger, therefore he ran to the showers and hid in one of the showers.

Once inside the shower, he stripped his clothing. He took off his underwear letting his boner be free at last, he hissed at the cool breeze from the room meeting his dick. He the water, and let it cleanse off his body. He let the water be nice and hot, letting all of his tense muscles relax. He threw his head back at the good feeling of the warm water on his skin.

“H-hyung? Are you in here?” Jungkook said in a shy voice. He knew that Jimin wasn’t mad at him, but he was afraid that Jimin didn’t like the kiss. Maybe he doesn’t like him back? Maybe Jimin isn’t interested at all.

“Yea… I-im taking a shower” Jimin said in a hesitant voice. He heard the younger sigh, and the shower next to him turn on. Jimin let his thoughts wander for a little bit. He imagined Jungkook in the shower, the water from the shower head dripping down Jungkooks skin. He imagined the younger throwing his head back, revealing his defined jawline and neck, letting out a soft satisfied moan from the relaxation of the warm water against his skin. He suddenly got a memory of earlier in the day when the younger was masturbating, throwing his head back against the headboard bucking his hips forward, moaning Jimin’s name.

“F-fuck” Jimin let out in a whisper. His cock was throbbing, and he couldn’t ignore it anymore. But he didn’t want to start masturbating in the gym showers! He tends to be very… loud. He couldn’t risk someone hearing him. Jimin bit his lip and slid his hand down to his hard on, palming it and moaning silently.  He heard the shower Jungkook was in, turn off.

Jungkook walked outside with the towel wrapped around his waist, getting his clothes from his gym bag. ShitI forgot all about my towel, and my clothes!



“Can you do me a favor and hand me my towel and clothes?”

“Sure thing”

He heard Jungkook walk to the locker and open it, getting his hyung’s clothes and towel out for him. He locked it again and walked towards Jimin’s shower. Once Jimin heard the footsteps get near, he stuck his hand out the curtain so Jungkook can give him the towel, cause thats what he expected him to do. What he didn’t expect, was for a hand to grab his wrist, and pin him against the wall. Everything happened so quickly. He felt the younger’s body against his own, his hands firmly holding both his wrists above his head. Jungkook attacked the elders lips, loving the taste of them, the sweetness. It wasn’t that late when Jimin started to kiss back, melting under Jungkook’s rough touch. He felt the younger grind against his hard dick, making Jimin throw his head back, gasping at the friction he had been longing for.  This gave the younger an opportunity to suck on the elders neck. He bit and kissed, leaving a hickey, claiming the elder as his own. Jimin couldn’t help but bite his lip and throw his head to the side, giving Jungkook more access. The elder wanted more friction, he wanted to feel Jungkook’s hard dick rubbing against his own. He thrusts his hips forward, making them both moan at the action. He wanted badly to grab the younger’s hair, but he was limited with his hands. Jungkook was still holding on to his wrists with a tight grip. He started to struggle, and he try to wriggle his wrists out of the younger’s tight grasp, but then he held on to Jimin even tighter.

“K-kookie, let me go”  The younger then bit down onto the elders shoulder, making him jolt in slight pain and a lot pleasure. Jimin moaned, he has to admit, he always did like it a bit rough.

“I better not regret it” Jungkook says with a seductive tone.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you wont” the elder said with a smirk across his lips. As soon as Jungkook let his grip loosen around the elders wrist, Jimin’s hands immediately go to the younger’s hard dick, palming it against the towel. Jungkook bit his lip and threw his hips against the elders hand, getting a satisfied grin from Jimin.

“F-fuck” the younger moans. He throws his hips against Jimin’s again, the movement satisfying him a little bit. Jimin grabbed the sides of the younger’s waist and pushed him against the wall.

“H-hyung~” Jimin’s eyes opened at the words. He likes the sound of Jungkook moaning hyung, it made him feel weak. The younger smirked, knowing that calling Jimin his Hyung would be a weakness. While Jimin was still in shock, Jungkook took this opportunity to flip them over so now he was hovering over Jimin.

“Hyung, make me feel good~” the younger said biting his lip and rolling his hips against the elders.

“F-fuck!” The elder was finding it hard to breathe, he felt as if his heart was in his throat. He was heavily breathing, the motion of Jungkook’s skilled hips being too much. He tried to get himself together but the way Jungkook was rolling his hips against his hard dick was too pleasurable.

“D-daddy!” Jungkook’s eyes opened wide


“Daddy fuck me, mmm I’m so hard for you, daddy it hurts”

“Yea, I’m daddy, and daddy is going to top”


“Didn’t think this through, huh?“

“I thought I did, but you are Jungkook so-”

“Im Daddy not jungkook” he says with a smirk.

"Oh god what have I started” Jimin bit his lip and the younger attacked his neck again, biting and on the exposed skin. The younger let his hands trail down the elders body, feeling all of his curves. He loved how smooth his hyungs skin was, he loved how he was able to make the other moan in pleasure.  All he ever wanted to do was pleasure Jimin and hear him moan his name. He was discovering a new part of Jimin and it was exciting him. He found his hands at the elders lower back, and he was hesitant to go any further when he saw that Jimin shivered a bit knowing what was coming next.

“Are you sure about this?” The younger asked concerned. Jimin wanted it, he wanted Jungkook all over him, he wanted to be engulfed in his scent.

“Fuck me” Jimin said in a low growl. Jungkook was quick to respond and he crept a finger into the elders entrance. He entered one finger and Jimin reached for the younger’s hair, tugging it and groaning in pain. Jimin tried to hide his pained moans by biting his lip.

“You okay baby? Are you sure about this”

“Yea Im fine” Jungkook decided to kiss the elder and try to distract him from the pain. Their tongues intertwined and Jungkook scissored the elder stretching him out. The elder hissed in pain, but it soon turned into pleasure. He moaned as Jungkook entered another finger, pumping it in and out of him.

“M-more!” Jimin moaned, fingers weren’t enough, he needed more.

“Fuck me!” He yelled out. The younger was quick to respond once more, he groaned and lifted Jimin off of the floor and put him against the wall. Jimin wrapped his legs around Jungkook’s waist and threw his head back, letting the younger have more access to his neck. The younger sucked and made hickeys all over him, claiming Jimin as his. He moved back up and kissed Jimin passionately. He licked his hyungs lips, asking for permission to enter. Jimin opened his mouth willingly and bit the younger’s bottom lip, making the younger moan. Jungkook lined himself up with Jimin’s entrance, and he slowly entered him.

“Does it hurt?”Jungkook asked.

“Of course it hurts! Your humongous dick is stretching me out!” Jungkook giggled and went deeper. He stays there until Jimin gives him the signal that he can go. He pulls out and thrusts in, both moaning in unison. Jimin wraps his arms over the younger’s broad shoulders to hold himself up. He sucks on Jungkook’s neck while the younger thursts into him again. He rolls his hips and Jimin swears he can see heaven. He moans as he feels Jungkook’s dick rub against his prostate. He scratches the younger’s back accidentally from the pleasure.

“Im sorry!” Jimin says, however, the younger just moans from the accidental action. Jimin cocked one of his eyebrows up.

“Is this a kink I’ve discovered? Do you like it rough?” Jimin says the last part with a smirk. The younger moans at his words.

“I do… but I don’t want to hurt you”

“Do whatever you want to me Daddy” Jimin says seductively. Jungkook bit his lip and rolled his hips harder and deeper into Jimin. He went to kiss his hyung again, except this time he bit Jimins bottom lip and pulled on it. The elder moaned from the sensation, he opened his mouth and kissed Jungkook. The younger’s become more violent and messy, each time hitting Jimin’s prostate.

“F-fuck! I’m going to cum!” Jungkook hummed,  he also felt the familiar feeling in his stomach. Jungkook thrusts harder, and bites Jimin’s shoulder, making the elder let out a lewd moan and come. Jimin pulled on the younger’s raven hair, and grinded his hips harshly against Jungkook’s, making Jungkook come also.

Jungkook rested Jimin down on the shower floor onto of his towel that had fallen off earlier.

“My ass hurts” Jimin stated out loud.

“Thats such a casual thing to say”

“It really is” Jungkook smiled and reached for Jimins chin. He looked into his eyes and leaned forward, he kissed Jimin sweetly, full of care and love. He loved the way Jimin looked right now, the after glow was amazing.

“Hyung, I’ve liked you for a long time. Im happy” Jungkook couldn’t stop smiling, he felt as if he was currently the happiest person on earth. Jimin smiled at his cuteness and kissed him again.

“Ive liked you too, I just didn’t know how you would react if i told you. I care about you too much, I wouldn’t want to lose you” The younger stood up, and reached his hand out to help Jimin stand up.

“Lets go home” Jungkook says, intertwining his and Jimin’s fingers.



Ahhh another one finished, I hope you enjoyed it! I will be posting more in the future, and I promise for there to be more ships. Cant wait >.< And also, THEY GOT THE AWARD!!!! Im so proud of BTS and ARMY, it warms my heart to see how far they have come.

~ Admin Blue