#greaser bts

[lemons-bittersweet]

The outsiders 1983

BTS PICTURES

[kalied0skull]

Giggling because I was listening to the Soda playlist (I love it) and Take a Chance On Me came on and i totally see Soda signing that to Ace and/or Elisa.

Imagine he sang it to them both separately 😭🙏

AAGGAGAHH MY SODA PLAYLIST MY BABYYYY god i love that playlist with everything in my soul you have no idea how proud i was making it and seeing people actually LIKED IT ... THANKYOU...

soda singing take a chance on me to either of the girls would be fucking ridiculous, and i can unfortunately picture him also singing it to steve just to add onto that terror

he's just a little singer guy who also so happens to be a PLAYER... WHO FLIRTS WITH EVERYTHING IN SIGHT...

i hate him i truly do /j

[illiana-mystery]

😩🥵😮‍💨

[siriusly-stucky]

My All Time Favorite Fics

Main Fic Rec Masterlist

These are fics I think about frequently and find myself coming back to time and time again

all the fics on here are also in the organized masterlists

Sucker

Remus Lupin x fem!reader.

"you don’t like the way remus’s cock tastes, so he comes up with a solution"

this night together | series masterlist.

pairings: yunho x mingi x reader as the main pairing, but features seonghwa x san x wooyoung x reader

"summary: you're finally getting your dream job, working with some of the best dancers in the business, but a job change means a break in your healthcare coverage and suppressants these days are expensive. going into heat at the studio pretty much seems like the worst case scenario, but you find yourself in the care of two alphas who won't let you go through it alone."

into the aurora | series masterlist.

pairings: ot8 x reader

"summary: you didn’t expect to run into choi san outside of the venue, especially when your phone was dead and you were stranded in a random city. a kind offer for a phone charger turns into so much more, and you end up falling into a relationship with all eight members of ateez."

Before I Leave You

Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,

"Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit)."

Deprivation

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

"Summary: Steve uses your greatest fear against you to get what he wants."

Taken

Pairing: Andy Barber x Female!Reader x Ransom Drysdale x Steve Rogers

"Summary: Three of the most violent and notorious inmates at Steelridge Correctional Center escape, and they take you--the sweet, compassionate prison doctor--with them."

i hate you

| 1940s!bucky x reader | fluff | smut |

requested. greaser!bucky au. enemies(?) to lovers.

hang on to me

| greaser!bucky x reader | fluff | smut |

“I’ve got a proposition for you.”

He's loved, Sirius

poly!moonwater x fem stoic!reader (i.e., Remus Lupin x Regulus Black x reader)

Sirius finds out about Remus' relationship w/ you & Reg3

Daddy

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Summary: You didn’t mean to say it, it just slipped out in the heat of the moment, and well, color you mortified.

Safe Word

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Female!Reader

Summary: You use your safe word for the first time.

Stray (pt 2) (pt 3)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader Summary: You didn't need, nor want, his help.

the Little Fox

Summary: Just as you escaped the Little Fox, a bidding house, you find yourself at war with your thoughts, not wanting to go to another shelter. You didn’t expect yourself to find a home anywhere, especially not with the men who found you, and their pack.

Pairing: eventual polyBTS x hybrid reader

My First and Last

Preview: You have to escape your packs land after a human hunter invasion. The Lee pack becomes your new home. Only one problem, future head alpha Jeno Lee, can’t stand you.

Pairing: alpha Jeno x female omega reader

don't call me daddy

bucky x reader

In a world where little are openly themselves, they volunteer to help and be helped by willing caregivers. In spite of himself, Bucky finds himself stuck with one and to keep the nagging away, he has to learn how to be around her with everything that that entails.

don't call me daddy II

don't call me daddy III

don't call me daddy IV

don't call me daddy V

Abundance

pairing: ot7 x female reader summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

THE CHOICES THAT WE MAKE

Human/hybrid! BTS X human! reader

Some things don't always go according to plans. In my case… it was my entire life.

I fell in love with my soulmates, got betrayed by my own family, and everything went downhill from there. Hearts broken, souls now incomplete, every days now feel like a ghost of what they could've been.

I made my own choices, thinking them the best at the time. There's no going back now, and so I move forward, alone.

Uncontrolled

BTS x reader Soulmate/magic AU

Dangerous. That is what I am.

A user of destruction.

[maroonmagic]

₊ ✧ I have Spells , Potions , Herbs & More! What would you like? ˚⟡ ♡

࣪₊ 𐙚 Welcome, Lovely Visitor! You can call me Maroon, It's an absolute pleasure. My request box is always open. Do you need a potion? Just let me know! ♫

DISCLAIMER : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! A lot of my writing is nsfw & pure fiction, merely fantasy. Many of these fictional characters are depicted as adults which & it is only catered to those of age who enjoy mature fanfiction. Once again, minors click away!

Maroon's Shelf : The Masterlist ✧ ۪ 

✧ Class 1-A

Class 1-A as BTS

✧ Bakugou Katsuki

Scare Actor Katsuki x F!Reader

Greaser Katsuki x F!Reader

An Orange & Green Fluff Potion

Katsuki Lovin'

Tiktok Trend

Stoner Katsuki ft. Kiri

✧ Todoroki Shoto

Red & White Potion

✧ Kirishima Eijiro

BF Kiri x Black s/o

Stoner Kiri ft. Katsuki

Tiktok Trend

✧ Togata Mirio

Cowboy Mirio

LeMillion's Toy

✧ Midoriya Izuku

Cherry Man

Not so innocent

✧ Shigaraki Tomura

Dusty Potion

✧ Todoroki Toya 'Dabi'

Cerulean Potion

✧ Itadori Yuuji

Jealous Boy

OC's

✧ Kelnawrites Victor

Victor Meets Stephanie

[b1acksw4n]

One Summer Night (Part 2)

Pairings: Seokjin x FemReader, Hoseok x FemReader

Warnings: LOTS of 50s/60s slang and references, swearing, love triangle, sexual themes in future

Summary: Seokjin meets Y/N while on vacation at the beach. He’s a greaser that smokes, gets in fights and overall has a bad reputation. Y/N doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into when the greaser shows himself a different side to himself while he’s away from his peers. What’s going to come of this when Y/N transfers to his school and a certain friend takes a liking to someone?

Word Count: 2900

Sighing, you rubbed the side of your head. Why was Seokjin being so confusing to you? “Did you ever think about me when we separated? Because I thought about you everyday.” You poured your heart out, deciding it was either all or nothing at this point. “Yes. I thought about holding you everyday like I did this summer. But here at school.. things are different for me. I’m scared you’re gonna leave, okay?” Seokjin ran a hand through his hair, unsure of where he was going with this. He didn’t want to admit just how terrible he was just yet. “I’d never leave you. I’m staying right here.”

Seokjin sighed, letting out the breath he was holding in. “I’ll let you meet my friends. I’m sorry for making you feel like I felt ashamed of you. I’m just ashamed of my past and I don’t want them tainting you.” You nodded at his explanation, forgiving him because even you knew you two were complete opposites. You gently squeezed his hand and Seokjin pressed a kiss to your head. Sitting in comfortable silence, you rested your head on his shoulder. “Some of the cheerleaders were looking for me, so I might have to head back earlier than expected.”

“That’s alright. I’ll catch up with you at a better time. I’m just glad you’re back.”

You beamed at his words, walking away in deep thought.

You heard footsteps approaching from behind you and you jolted, clearly expecting the stubborn boy you talked to not even five minutes ago. "Do you wanna have a sleepover with me and the girls?" Joy softly spoke up with concern lacing her words. You contemplated for a second but didn't want to disappoint so you agreed. Maybe you'd feel better or get a good distraction out of this.

Joy smiled kindly, leading you to the car that Yeri and the girls were waiting for you in. You held your skirt up a bit and watched your step, not noticing the way Hoseok stared at you a few yards away. He had an elbow leaned against his car as his eyes followed your figure intently. "That's Seokjin's girl." Jimin stated matter of factly as he dug through his pockets for a lighter. The older boy scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Seokjin isn't even good for her. I'd know what's good for her. She's too innocent for.." Hoseok trailed off with his words and rubbed the back of his neck.

"For what, huh?" Jungkook obliviously looked up at the two boys, clearly not in on the conversation.

"You're young, don't worry bout it." Hoseok ran a hand through his dark hair, in an attempt to slick it back.

"We gotta get going guys. We g-gotta bug out!" Suddenly Taehyung's breathing was fast and his whole demeanor screamed that he was nervous. Taehyung had pretty severe anxiety after he was jumped a few months ago back in April. He was on his way to school when gangs from another school came up behind him and pulled a pocket knife out on him.

They beat him so bad, the poor kid had a limp. He had a black eye and a nasty cut on his upper left cheek.

"Kid! Relax, what's wrong?" Namjoon took a step closer to the boy with an unreadable expression on his face. "They're looking for Jin.." Taehyung breathed out, his eyes blown out and unfocused. Seokjin slid off his leather jacket and his eyes darkened. "I'm not afraid of a rumble."

Hoseok stormed over to him, swear words and insults leaving his mouth. "Do it and you'll worry Y/N even more! Do you even care?!"

"Since when do you give a shit what goes on between me and my girlfriend." Seokjin spat, making sure to emphasize the word 'girlfriend'. Hoseok's nostrils flared in anger, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at his friend for a moment. Namjoon looked at the two of them, feeling uneasy. He wanted to intervene but maybe it would be better if they talked it out. "Go ahead and do it. Make us look like the filthy rowdy greasers we are, right?" Hoseok's words struck a chord in everyone and it went silent. The pep rally and tires screeching as Yeri's car passed them, was the only noise that could be heard.

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"Do you wanna get your ears pierced, honey?" Joy asked sweetly, grabbing a small bag with sanitary tools off of her tall wooden dresser. You shook your head and your hands violently waved at her. "No! I don't think my father would like that very much.." You admitted awkwardly with every girl in the room staring at you. "Cmon. It's just an earring." Joy nudged you slightly, with a reassuring smile. Yeri crossed her arms and scoffed.

"Y/N is a little goody two shoes. It's starting to really annoy me. She could never be one of us." Yeri spoke up after Joy dragged you to her bathroom and you were both out of earshot. "Well, I think that goody two shoes has a certain greaser wrapped around her finger." Jennie knowingly pointed out, grabbing a wig styled exactly how you did your own hair. "Give me that!" Yeri snickered, putting it unevenly on her head. She purposely made her voice sound like yours and played with a strand of hair from the wig. Jennie burst into laughter, kicking her feet in the air as she held her stomach.

“Joy that hurts!" You gasped, feeling the sharp needle poke through your earlobe. You never had anything like this before and you weren't entirely sure your parents would approve of this. "That's alright. Ice should do the trick. You'll be fine in no time."

As she finished up and cleaned the blood, you both walked back to her room. She was very gentle with you and took her time and for that you were thankful. She seemed to be the friendliest out of the girls and you began to wonder how she even started hanging out with a group like them.

"Oh look at me I-"

Your heart sank as you entered Joy's bedroom. Yeri looked like a deer caught in headlights as she shared your gaze. She hastily threw off the wig, letting it fly somewhere on the floor in Joy's messy but large bedroom.

"Are you making fun of me, Yeri?" You timidly questioned her but your voice was barely above a whisper. "Some people are so touchy." Yeri declared, pushing herself of the bed to look out the window. "What are the boys doing here?" Jennie gasped, looking down at the revealing nightgown she was sporting right in front of the window. "My parents will flip!" Joy groaned, gently pushing the girls out of view and lifted her window up with both hands.

"Oh Y/N! Wherefore art thou Y/N!" Jungkook screamed at the top of his lungs, his head thrown back as he knelt on one knee in the backseat of the car. "Quit it." Seokjin glared, lightly smacking the brunette over the head. Jimin and Taehyung were laughing hysterically but Seokjin didn't find this amusing at all. Since it was late at night and the lights were on in Joy's room, the boys could see inside perfectly and Hoseok couldn't help but yearn to see you. Even if it was just for a second. This was all he'd get anyway, you know with his best friend being your summer fling and future boyfriend.

A fire ignited within Hoseok when you suddenly locked eyes. Giving you a small wink, he shoved his hands in his pockets. You couldn't believe your eyes. Your face turned beat red and you practically jolted out of the windows view. Those greasers really were something.

Hoseok chuckled softly and shook his head. With the way you were flustered so easily he couldn't help but want to do small things like this more. Yoongi eyed Hoseok suspiciously, then turned his head to look at Seokjin. "Alright guys, Yoongi needs me! See you losers later." Yeri giggled obnoxiously, crawling out of the window. "Hey! Be careful!" Jennie shrieked, peering from behind the bed. Yeri slowly slid down the drain pipe, cautiously landing on both of her feet. Prancing over to Yoongi, he gently wrapped his arm around her waist and they couldn't get their hands off of each other the moment they reconnected. Yoongi hopped into the drivers seat, pulling out of the driveway.

"Hey what about us?" Jimin exasperatedly asked, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Hit the pavement!" Yoongi grunted with a flick of his cigarette. Yeri softly kissed his cheek, rolling her eyes at the boys through the rear view mirror. Hoseok sighed, jumping out of the car. The rest of the boys followed suit, mumbling in annoyance amongst themselves. "You know when a guy chooses a girl over his buddies, something's gotta be wrong!" Taehyung shouted, cupping his mouth with his hands.

"Alright guys. Let's just go get some milkshakes. There's no use arguing with Yoongs." Seokjin comfortingly patted Jungkook's back. Everyone tried to ignore the obvious growing tension between Hoseok and Seokjin. But it was getting harder to by the minute.

Seokjin was a real patient guy, really. But he was surely losing it when it came to Hoseok. He saw the little thing he did earlier to you.

What was his deal? Why was he trying to get close to you?

"Hey, Y/N? Are you going to the dance?" Jennie asked, as she twirled a strand of her dark locks. "Well.. I was hoping Seokjin would ask me." You admitted sheepishly, fiddling with the necklace that you always wore. "Oh I'm sure it'll work out! You guys are so cute together." You smiled confidently at her words but you couldn't help but ponder what Seokjin meant earlier. He said you inspired him to change for the better, but how true was that? You desperately wanted to believe his words but when you saw how odd Seokjin acted around his friends you couldn't help but get insecure.

He was still the gentle and sweet boy he was back in June. You shouldn't judge a book by his cover and Seokjin didn't give you much of a reason to not trust him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clutching your books in your arms, you slowly approached your locker. Seokjin was leaning against it, looking over at you expectantly. "Jinnie." You greeted meekly, maneuvering around him to put in your locker combination. "I've missed you. Did you think about what I-"

“What's this?" You interrupted him with panic in your voice. Seokjin's expression softened, staring at you in pure awe. You gently reached up for Seokjin's cheek, caressing it. Seokjin broke eye contact with you, slouching slightly as guilt seemed to come for every fiber in his being. "It's just a bruise."

"But who did it? Don't tell me you fought anyone! Seokjin.." So many thoughts ran through your head as you looked at him. Seokjin just wanted to impress you by trying to seem like a better person than he actually was. The local police department knew his name and he's been in and out of jail so many times, Namjoon had to bail his sorry ass out. Seokjin's father didn't even care about him and everyone in the gang knew that. Seokjin was just as cold and fierce as ice but he was fiery and blazing red when he was pissed.

He was too much of everything to even be anything. But everyone knew one thing about Seokjin. One of these days he was going to lash out and when he did.. no one would be able to control him.

"Are you alright atleast?" You asked quietly, gently resting your head against Seokjin's firm chest as you warmly embraced him. "Yes. I'm doing okay." Seokjin knew he blatantly lied but he tried to shake the guilt as he gently patted the back of your head. His closed his eyes tightly, taking in your sweet scent as he held you close. A couple of students were looking at you two with curiosity and a girl whispered quietly amongst her friends.

“Seokjin is such a dreamboat.. she’s so lucky.” The group of seven boys and Yeri’s friends approached you two as you hesitantly pulled away from each other.

Hoseok had on a sleeveless black shirt with some jeans and he looked like he didn’t get much sleep last night. You gave him a worried glance, unsure of how to approach him. “Hey lovebirds! We gotta get to class you know. I mean unless you wanna go to the janitors closet or something.” Jimin grinned, wiggling his eyebrows as he pivoted on his heel. “Since when did Park Jimin care about his studies?” Namjoon chuckled, grabbing the smaller boy and dragging him to english class. “What did he mean about the janitors closet? Isn’t it forbidden to even go in there?” You asked innocently, looking over at your new group of friends, (who couldn’t stop laughing by the way.)

“Ah it’s not too important, Y/N.” Seokjin genuinely laughed, ruffling your hair a bit. You felt your heart soar a bit. That was the first time you ever made him laugh like that. It felt so sincere. “You’re so cute.” Hoseok felt a smile tug at his lips even though the dark under eyes he had didn’t look too good. You felt blood rush to your face and you stared down at the floor. “Hoseok.” Seokjin glared. “Guess we’ll see you later. We have class to get to.” Hoseok smirked, gently taking your hand in his as he led you to class.

You waved the tall greaser goodbye and looked over at Hoseok with wonder.

You both took your seats, sitting next to each other. It was science class and you both decided to be partners since the teacher let everyone pick themselves. You thought maybe since it was the first week of school they were being nicer and more leisurely. At your old school everything was a lot different but you didn’t mind. “Hoseok? Are you doing okay? You just seem.. tired.” Taking a break from writing, you turned your attention to him. “Are you concerned about me Kitten?” Hoseok smiled tiredly, resting his head in his hands as he tilted his head.

“I can do the work for now. I think you should rest up, please?” You tried to ignore the pet name but you couldn’t exactly ignore the butterflies swarming around in your stomach. “I didn’t get much sleep last night because I had to take care of my little siblings.” He paused for a second, as he rested his head on the desk looking downright exhausted. “Don’t tell the boys this. But my dad left my mom and us for good. So I’m helping around the house as the oldest brother.. but it’s getting harder to keep up.” He struggled to find the right words and he felt his voice crack but he tried suppressing it. Your expression softened and you gently patted his back.

“It’s okay, you don’t need to be strong all the time. Everyone needs a well deserved break some days.”

Hoseok nodded at your words, melting into your motherly and tender touch. Just your hand on his back had him screaming internally for more.

“Do you want to get milkshakes with me later this afternoon? I can pick you up.” Hoseok sat upright after a few minutes and looked over at you focused on your schoolwork. You were surprised he wanted to spend more time with you but you really didn’t mind. Hoseok was a sweet guy. “Oh! Not like a date or anything just like us hanging out and..” His sentence trailed off and he had a frantic look in his eyes. It was a look you’d never expect on a confident and outgoing guy like him.

"Hoseok. I'd like that a lot." You couldn't help but smile at how sincere the look of relief on Hoseok's face was when you accepted his offer.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Do you think Hoseok has a crush on Y/N?” Jungkook spoke lowly, as he cleaned a tool and handed it to Taehyung. Taehyung laid down on a small wooden skateboard and slid back under the car. “Well if you’re asking me. I think he does.” Jimin spoke up, after washing up Hoseok’s red car in the workshops garage. “He just seems awfully jealous of Jin and I think they need to work it out or somethin.” Taehyung yelled under the car, sounding slightly muffled as he continued to work.

"Huh, is that so?" Hoseok entered the garage with a cigarette between his lips.

The three boys went silent and Jimin laughed nervously, hiding behind a shelf. "Speaking of Y/N, I'm taking the broad out so you better beat it and have my car finished real soon." Hoseok hollered over the radio that played music and clapped his hands, ushering for the boys to hurry up.

“Just don’t let Jin find out.” Jungkook gawked.

“He won’t if you don’t tell him.”

[artisqueer]

RetroBangBoy AU - My Time, Finale (ao3)

Word Count: 6.8k

Pairings: Jungkook x reader, OT7 x reader, ft namkook, namjin, taekook.

Warnings: Language, brief mentions of violence, death and alcohol.

“…oh yes, so pretty, Dear. Whoever receives this must be very special,” the old woman says as she wraps a small item for one of your classmates.

You peer over their shoulder to get a look. It’s a marbly bracelet. Each glass bead resembles a colorful beach stone, with one long pendant carved in the shape of a crescent moon. It's very pretty and must hold great significance. The classmate bows to the woman and turns around to leave.

Your eyes meet.

“Jungkook??”

His widened eyes match yours twice over.

Jungkook is on this trip too? But he’s a greaser…How did I not see this one coming!

  Field Observation #6: You are not doing a good job avoiding boy drama, Bighead.

 “Hi, big—I mean, Y/N…” Jungkook stammers. A camellia-hue blushes at his round cheeks as he moves aside for you to set your items on the counter. He drops his gaze down to his shoes and his long hair falls over his face.

The tone of surprise in your voice echoes in your ears. You cringe at yourself, hoping Jungkook didn’t notice and take offense. It just never occurred to you that Jungkook is the academic type. You round off the reasons in your head. He’s a greaser and rides in Joon’s motorcycle gang, you’ve never shared a class or seen him study, he’s always dressed like a punk and has skipped every school event ever, and, and… when you went on that date to the drive-in movie he never mentioned school. You get a flashback of him making out with the french fries and drinking two chocolate milkshakes. He had no interest in you at all.

Did he really keep this persona from you? That he’s so… cool?

The lady looks from you to Jungkook and back to you, very clearly enticed by the tension. You scramble out of the awkwardness, trying to make light talk. Jin made it so easy.

“How have you been? I didn’t see you on the bus earlier or else I would have—" you ramble on, quickly paying for your items.

“It’s OK. I tend to lay low. I was in the back…on the bus, I mean. Rode here with Tae, actually.” He rubs the back of his neck nervously.

The old woman slides a small card across the counter. “For the ring, Dear,” she gestures to the small ring in your hand and smiles at you both tenderly. “It’s from the future, so use it well.” She gives you a wink. (mood rings first appeared in 1970)

You tuck the small card into your jacket pocket along with your tangerines and slide the ring onto your middle finger. You both bow to the old woman and walk out of Yeongjusan House with your souvenirs in tow. Once outside, the ring changes color from amber to yellow.

“Oh, you rode with Tae? Is that…OK?” you pose curiously.

“What, because we’re into different subcultures?” he chuckles from behind his messy long hair. His voice is always so quiet speaking to you like if he used his full volume he could break something, or someone. “Pfft, Bighead really,” he continues, “I wonder how you even got nominated for this retreat.” He laughs as he runs away. You make to playfully hit his arm but miss as he pulls away with excellent reflexes, giggling behind his tiny travel bag while you gawk at the size of his arms. There’s no way. What do greasers, eat??? It’s like their muscles just pop out at the most inconvenient times, like right now.  

“I thought greasers and jocks hate each other. It’s kind of the point. Having different class backgrounds and all…” You kick some tall grass.

“That’s a stereotype, Bighead. Just because an ideology is popular in a group doesn’t mean we all believe it. Tae isn’t like most jocks, he’s…different.” Jungkook’s smile seems to be the only thing visible behind his shaggy rockabilly.

“So you guys are…friends?” You ask hesitantly.

“I guess,” he plays with his tattooed fingers. “He’s been helping me with a project, so we’ve been hanging out a lot lately. But,” he pouts, “my gang doesn’t really know.”

“About the project or Taehyung?”

“Well, both,” he laughs nervously, “it’s a bit complicated.” He rubs the back of his neck again, and you notice the pulsing veinery dancing from his knuckles up to his forearms. Damn.

He doesn’t seem ready to talk about it. You clear your throat and change the subject. “Well, we have half an hour before the next group activity. Want a tangerine? It’s grown locally! ” You chuck one to him and he catches it with both hands.

You settle on the hillside, a shady patch of grass overlooking the northern face of the island.

“So,” you say between peels of the tiny fruit, “what subject were you nominated for?”

“Physics. I don’t usually participate in school stuff,” he stares down his tangerine, “but I really want to see the caves.” He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a ribbon. You stop peeling to watch him gather his hair and tie it up. When did it get so long? Now you can finally see his big eyes.

“Huh? Caves?” you weren’t listening because you were distracted by his beautiful side profile. What is it with these nerds and their caves?

Jungkook returns your gaze. “Have you heard of the Bermuda Triangle?” he says with big round eyes sparkling. He gets up and approaches the flat rock next to you. With one swift motion, he jumps and lands on top of it, no hands. Core strength. He stretches his arms above his head and his shirt rides up a bit. From your position on the ground, a glimpse of the unobtrusive trail below his navel invites your mind to fantasies of a very different kind of field trip. He looks down at you sweetly, waiting for your reply.

You shake your head, “I’m more of a biologist. Educate me?”

He gestures for you to join him up on the rock. Though Jungkook made it look easy, the climb for you is much more grueling. He lifts you up with the strength of one arm until you’re shoulder to shoulder. You try to get breath into your lungs without seeming too obvious. Struggling, your nostrils flare and the wind picks up. It carries hints of his musk and sweat. You can’t help but inhale deeply until his fragrance fills you with assurance. Glancing down at your hand, you notice the ring is bluish-green but you can’t recall what the card said.

The bluish-green ocean on the horizon looks like the perfect backdrop for Jungkook’s physics lesson. He starts, “Eight years ago, ships started disappearing out in the western sea. First a small fishing boat, then a big cargo ship, it didn’t matter how big or how many people. They just, vanished. No bodies, no debris, no trace. No one could explain the missing wreckage, so the papers wrote about violent storms to give the families of the lost some closure, something to blame. Only, it would happen again, within the exact same coordinates…The Bermuda Triangle. I think I have a theory. It can be explained with physics, the magnetic field, more specifically. Some physicists believe there’s something special about the Bermuda Triangle’s location in the magnetic field. There are believed to be other places like Bermuda,” Jungkook looks from you to the coast, “and one of them is here.”

“You mean, the legend of the caves? Where the pirates disappeared? I thought it’s just a local myth…"

“There’s more to it than the legend.” He leans in and whispers, “The government’s studying it closely too.”

“What,” you chortle loudly, “the government is funding myth-busters?”

Jungkook’s face is serious af. “It’s not a myth, Bighead. The Republic of Korea started building a naval base here in 1933.” He points to the east. The tall glass building of the research facility can be seen from here, shimmering in unnatural contrast to everything else on the island. You squint.

  Field Observation #7: You definitely need specs..and to read more news.

 Jungkook continues, “They started planning a naval base on the island some years ago. Construction started in Gangjeong village right over there,” he points west to the ferry docks where you first arrived. “The base was designed to be a mixed military-commercial port so that it could handle ferries, cruise ships, and…warships and submarines.” 

“Why would they want a naval base here? It’s just a quiet little sanctuary…” you say as you both sit down on the rock.

He rests his arms over his knees. “That’s exactly what the local villagers said. They were strongly opposed to it. Many worried that the private lab was doing experiments hazardous to the environment. They organized many protests, but in the end, they could only slow down the process. The military moved in with force and built the complex anyway.”

“But that’s like, totally against everything this retreat is about. What about all these scientists working at the conservatory, aren’t they here to study wildlife and protect it?”

“Where do you think their funds come from, Y/N? The lab is backed by the military, which means everything they do is government research.”

“How do you know all this?”

“It’s the subject of my research.” He looks around again, the bun atop his head bobbing side to side. “That’s what Tae has been helping me with.”

“Jungkook, I don’t understand. What’s Tae helping you expose the lab for? What do you think they are hiding?” You stare down his side profile. He bites his bottom lip with his bunny teeth.

“It’d become very dangerous for you if you knew,” he reaches to fix your wind-tousled hair. “Trust me.”

  Field Observation #8: Don’t trust men, unless they are Jungkook.

 He gives you a warm, reassuring smile. “Let’s get going now, we don’t wanna miss the next activity.”

 ***

 The chaperones lead everyone down the hill for the next activity on schedule. The Butterfly House.

Jin has not returned yet, you’re starting to miss his chaotic antics. At the front of the crowd, Professor Choi is desperately trying to get the class’s attention. Several stern scientists are hovering on the side, waiting for silence so they can deliver the welcome introduction. Once it quiets down, two of the scientists give a run-through on the Butterfly House rules. Among them, it is expected that all students keep their touching to a minimum and especially, keep out of the restricted areas marked by red fence. Hunger strikes your tummy, and you wish Jin were here to cure it with his magic snack bag. A nudge to your rib sends you out of your daydream. You turn to your side. Jungkook has a giant butterfly resting on the tip of his nose. Its shimmery blue wings gently tilting up and down. Jungkook is still, afraid it will fly away. You giggle at the sight of him holding the breath in his cheeks.  

The class breaks off into groups to tour the facility.

“Good Afternoon, students. Welcome to our 30-by-15-meter glass atrium.” Your group leader reads off a script as student’s heads tilt back to observe the magnificent architecture above. “We are proud to receive you as guests of the first walk-through butterfly habitat in the eastern hemisphere. It first opened in 1957, so you are the first scholars to visit. Inside these walls, you will find some 500 free-flying butterflies of up to 25 different species. There are about 15,000 to 20,000 known species of butterflies found worldwide and many yet to be discovered. You may find swallowtails and birdwings, brightly colored, or camouflaged among the plants.  Some might be difficult to spot, as butterflies can be as small as 3 mm, but can also be as large as 304 mm….”

A small butterfly floats past the guide’s shoulder and rests on it. “Ah, a Sasakia charonda, the great purple emperor. Native to the Korean Peninsula, Japan, China, and northern Taiwan, and Vietnam. As we see, butterflies can be orange, white, black, and even purple. However, they cannot see how beautiful they look because butterflies can only see red, green, and yellow. The journey to becoming a butterfly is always an inspiring tale.” The guide struggles to find their place on the script.

You tilt your head back and stare in awe, the scale of technology here is incredible. Your biologist brain buzzes with millions of questions. How did they replicate a tropical rainforest like this in 1958? Are there places like this in Japan too, or perhaps the United States? The facility is lush with amazon trees and exotic plants. It’s so dense. Thousands of vines cover the floors and wrap around the trees. Layers of moss and countless species of flora and fauna lie in the shaded canopies. Vines dominating the taller trees cross overhead, reaching over through air to dominate the other side. Some climb so high they span the atrium’s glass ceiling, where the sunlight pours in strongest. An astonishing vision of Darwin’s theory of natural selection.

The guide has found their place in the script and begins reading. “There are, um, four cycles of the butterfly’s life. A butterfly starts out as an egg. Then it hatches into a caterpillar, called the larva. The larva goes into a cocoon called the pupa stage, and finally, emerges as an adult butterfly free to spread their wings and fly. We have a display with pupa ready to hatch, please follow me…” The students clamor excitedly after the guide, who disappears down the pathway in the thick greenery.

Yelps can be heard in the distance as students and chaperones alike encounter all sorts of buzzing insects. You duck below the low-hanging vines. One thing they forgot to mention is the climate control in here. Somehow, the air in the atrium is kept very humid to mimic that of the Amazon rainforest. After a while, the moisture in the air becomes nearly suffocating. Jungkook, however, seems to be doing just fine. Suddenly, he reaches for your hand and clasps it in his, clammy.

“Look, there’s Jin!” you almost yell. Your hands are torn apart as you run over to the fence. Jin is working on the other side in a glass office. His face is buried in an apparatus that looks something like an advanced microscope. Dozens of flasks, books, and petri dishes are strewn across the bench before him. He looks like he’s busy.

“This area’s off-limits. I don’t think we can interrupt him.” Jungkook tugs at your sleeve. You expel air and look back at Jungkook to find that the blue butterfly has returned. Right atop his head, it sits, flitting its wings as Jungkook scrunches his nose. The butterfly doesn’t budge.

“Looks like Morpho adonis.” The angelic voice comes from behind you.

Jungkook rolls his eyes with the butterfly still on his head.

“Jin! You looked really preoccupied. What are you working on over there?” you indicate the room guarded by the fence.

“Oh, just some plant cell assays. They think they discovered a new species of moss in a cavern, so I’m helping look at samples. It’s promising. I’m running the RNA against the ones from my own research. If it matches, the cave is likely the one they’ve been looking for, a habitable location for—well, uh it’s confidential. Sorry, you understand.” His smile is still so genuine even when he’s withholding secret government information.

Jungkook tenses at the mention of “caves”.

“Have you seen it?” he asks.

“Seen what?” Jin returns.

“The cave. Have you been there?” Jungkook’s hands are shaking a little, so you move closer by his side and take his hand.

Jin’s eyes follow the movements of your hands. Just like they did back at the library the first time you met.

“I haven’t, no.” He lies.

“Sorry Choco, I’ll have to join you again tomorrow. Professor Moon asked for my help and it seems like it's going to take the rest of the evening. I’m sure Jungkook will keep you company for dinner in my place?” He gives you another sweet smile, but it has a bitter undertone. Much like Namjoon, when he had seen you with Yoongi’s jacket on that weird day.

  Field Observation #9: Stop reading between the lines, they don’t like you like that.

 “Before you both go—Jungkook, I have something for you,” Jin rolls up the sleeves of his lab coat and steps back into the room before returning.

He holds his hands out and you both peer down at the delicate thing sitting in his palms.

“What is it?” Jungkook nudges.

“Juniperus shimpaku,” Jin beams, “a bonsai.”

You watch Jin place the small tree in Jungkook’s outstretched hands.

“Give it to Namjoon, as my peace offering. Tell him it grows near the sea, so it will prefer regular misting. The foliage is needle-like now because it’s young, but as it grows older it will get scalier. One of the best things about Shimpaku is its hard resinous wood…ideal for advanced sculptural techniques such as jin, shari and sabamiki.” Jin bursts into his signature windshield laugh.

This time you roll your eyes, but Jungkook giggles along.

“Uh, thanks I guess,” Jungkook accepts the gift. “But I don’t know why you don't give it to him yourself. Knowing Joon, he’s pretty old-fashioned. If you've pissed him off, he can be really petty and hold a grudge. He holds things in until it gets really heavy—”

At that moment, a loud engine bang is heard from outside the atrium. The glass walls shake and the birds in the trees fly away in droves of panic.

“What the hell was that?” you say, but nothing else happens. The disturbance was momentary. 

"Nothing to fear folks," one of the chaperones calls from a distance. "A small aircraft had to make an emergency landing nearby. Idiots over-estimated their weight capacity and ran out of gas. Carry on."

“Anyway,” Jin continues, “take good care of it until you can give it to him. Oh, and if you’re prone to Drosophila melanogaster with your regular houseplants, you might want to lay off drowning the soil...”

“Droso-whatagaster?” you both say.

“Fruit. Flies.” Jin sighs. “Now please, go before someone sees you here. I am restricted material!” He grins at you and waves you off.

On your way out, your hand finds Jungkook’s again. Less clammy than before.

“Thank you for visiting the Butterfly Habitat, we hope you’ll gain a greater appreciation for butterflies and their place in the world’s ecosystems. Before you leave though, remember to check your clothing for any hitchhikers and pose by the Heaven Lotus for a memorable photo!” the chaperones guide you out toward the Heaven Lotus, where Taehyung is snapping photos.

“Jungkook, are we still on for tomorrow?” Tae heavily eyes your locked hands before Jungkook lets it go. Jungkook nods. You both smile, ready for the flash. Click.

 ***

 Jungkook eats dinner with you at a Haenyeo House. Four bowls of jeonbokjuk (abalone porridge) to be exact. Afterward, you browse the framed black and white photos on the wall. They tell the story of the haenyeo (sea women), the island’s legendary sea divers. Since the 18th century, deep-sea diving for fish became the work of women until their workforce outnumbered the men. So much so, the island has become a semi-matriarchal society, where the head of the heterosexual household is the woman, not the man. You and Jungkook remark if that is possible here in 1958, then why not on the mainland? The villages here seems to be ahead of their time. Patriarchy and heteronormative standards are still dominant in most places and probably will be for many years to come. After digesting your abalone with more discourse about dismantling the patriarchy and capitalism, you and Jungkook go out on the beach.

The sun has already gone down, marking the first day of the retreat over. The only light source radiating from the campfires along the beach and the star-lit sky. The campfire nearest your sleeping tent is vacant. The question of sharing a tent crosses your mind.

“Arent you going to tent up with your assigned travel buddy?” you ask Jungkook.

“My what?” he sips from his flask then stares expectantly at you.

“Your travel…buddy??” It’s not a weird question, right?

“Where did you hear that? I can guarantee there's no travel buddy list,” he giggles into his flask.

“But, Jin said…” You reflect on the words as you stare into the fire.

Water shoots from Jungkook’s nose as he tumbles forward. “He said he was your assigned travel buddy?! Ahahaha—”

Apparently, there was no such thing. Jin made it up just to have a reason to be with you during the trip. What are you supposed to think now?

You’ve had a long first day, to say the least. Jungkook helps you relax. The night passes too quickly as you exchange stories under the stars. At some point, you pass out asleep and feel Jungkook place his jacket over your chest. He carries you into the tent. You roll over onto your stomach and splay like a starfish. Jungkook struggles to remove your shoes and get you into the sleeping bag. Then the darkness swallows you and you drift into a deep sleep. Whatever comes tomorrow can’t possibly top the day you’ve had.

 ***

 You wake the next morning to an empty tent and two layers of sleeping bag. The extra is not yours. Your back is stiff and you feel like your whole body has sunk two feet in the sand. After a little morning spruce, you find Jungkook having breakfast by the campfire. The bonsai tree sits on a rock in front of him and the souvenir bracelet rolls between his fingers.

“That’s a really nice souvenir!” you sit beside him.

“Thanks. It’s for, um, Namjoon actually. Ha ha. You think he’ll like it? Joon loves the sea but, he works so much. He’s studying part-time and can’t take advanced classes.” He scratches the back of his round head again.

“That’s lovely, Jungkook. I think he will definitely love it.” Jungkook is so sweet, you can’t help feel a little jealous after how aloof he was with you on your first date. “Oh, this is totally random but speaking of Namjoon, you haven’t heard anything from him, have you? Last time we spoke was kinda weird…I thought maybe he said someth—"

“Y/N. I have to tell you something,” he hesitates, lingering for permission.

“What is it?” you say. The morning wind on the beach is a little chilly. You fold your arms across your chest for some warmth.

“Do you remember that day? The day I was supposed to pick you up after work?” he fiddles with the bracelet.

Now it’s your turn to choke on your flask. Your stomach feels like it’s going to sink with all the emotions of that day returning. Jin completely avoided this conversation, but here goes Jungkook getting right into it.

“Yes, I remember it all too clearly,” you sigh. “I was on my way to the parking lot where I thought you were picking me up. I was walking by the court while the jocks were playing a game. Then the ball went out of bounds and hit me. I passed out and woke up after Yoongi, uh, resuscitated me. His hand was injured and he looked really mad. He still took me to Namjoon’s. Namjoon was acting all weird about it, but I still don't know why.”

“Well, that’s one version of it. But that’s not our version.” Jungkook explains.

“You see, I have um, I have a secret. The project I mentioned that Tae is helping me with, it’s a dangerous project. A few months ago, I discovered something while experimenting. I may have sort of opened a dimensional rift.” He waits anxiously for your response.

“What does that mean, Jungkook. You farted?”

“No! Haha. In quantum physics, there’s a theorem called the Casimir effect, it essentially says that if you conduct the right amount of energy through the right materials at the right time, you can open a door through space-time.”

“Time travel?” you question.

“Yes!!! Time travel.” He whispers. “I messed with it and got it right. That day you got hit with a basketball, it wasn’t the players' fault, it was me! Haha—.” He says it too happily for your taste.

“Hey!… I thought the jocks might have done it on purpose,” you pout.

“It was an accident, I swear to Namjoon! I haven't completely mastered control over this thing yet. That day I was running a bit late, so I thought, "why not?" . It worked obviously, but there was some, uh, glitching. It was not a clean jump. I injured some people when I jumped back, especially you. I'm really sorry. Only Yoongi and Namjoon knew about my jumping experiments then. Yoongi rushed there to stop me. It could have been a disaster, Y/N. But I figured out that I can do a cleaner jump if I have a stronger source of energy. The vacuum isn't it. ” his eyes are sparkly again.

You are quiet, thinking.

“So, let me see. You can travel through time using science, but you don’t have a good grip on the specifics yet. Yoongi, Jin, and basically everyone else knows about it now. You all got together while I was passed out and schemed a lie so I wouldn’t find out I got knocked by an experimental poltergeist. Am I understanding it correctly?”

He blinks. “That was easier than I thought.”

“Jungkook. You are so cool…”

He blushes, “I’d rather be dead than cool…”

“Since I’ve already been a victim of your jumping experiments. Can I know about the cave?”

Jungkook sighs. “I told you yesterday that the cave is like the Bermuda Triangle. Under ideal conditions, the cave can be a portal for time travel. The lab doesn’t know what conditions exactly, but I do. They aren’t up to anything good with it. If the lab got its hands on time portal capability, it would have the power to manipulate the past and future. Taehyung did some journalistic investigating on the lab. It's called Heaven, Inc. Before it got the military permission to colonize the island, they were just another underfunded private lab, doing shady work for shady leaders. Corrupt stuff. Tae discovered that the lab has already found the cave and they've closed it off. It’s not much time before they get the conditions right. Do you see why we have to intervene? Only we know about it. The cave would be weaponized. A weapon of dimensional shifting.”

“Jin can't know what he’s part of, right? I mean, he would never volunteer for something like that. He’s good…”

“I dunno, he definitely knows where the cave is. Tae and I have a plan. We’ll follow him to the cave and film it all. The video will be released to the papers and the government will have to shut down the complex.”

“That’s doesn’t sound like a good plan, Jungkook. It’s dangerous. They have the strictest enforcement here. What if they stop you?”

“Trust me, Y/N. They need a really big source of energy to open the portal. After my experiments, I think I figured out how it works, but I’ll need your help..." He looks at you with the same expression he’s had the whole time, “Can I kiss you?” Endearing and determined.

You are completely startled at the turn of confessions.“It's for science, right?” 

“For science,” he grins.

“Ok, I trust you.”

He lunges forward and kisses you passionately on the lips. Your eyes shut tight and butterflies erupt in your atrium. Not counting Yoongi’s resuscitation technique, this is your first real kiss. Jungkook’s hand comes up to hold your face. He brushes your cheek and lingers, savoring you as long as he can.

At last, you break. “Wow,” he pants, “thank you.”

“Hey?” you pant back, “this better earn us the Nobel Prize.”

 ***

 Taehyung joins you and Jungkook at 7 o’clock sharp, carrying several duffle bags. He sets them down and slicks back his hair. “The name’s Bond, James Bond,” he says with a deep voice. Jungkook ignores him, too deep in thought focusing on the surroundings. Tae turns to you for approval and flashes his adorable boxy smile. You are really about to embark on a covert operation with Taekook.

You squat behind the dense thicket, waiting. Jin passes by with a group of serious scientists. As usual, Jin looks too chippy first thing in the morning. He stands out like a sore thumb. The youngest in the group and the most enthusiastic. Still, he remains well-mannered and eagerly follows orders as they prep for their second day excavating the hidden site.

The three of you follow the group down to the north-facing coastline, staying out of view. The group you’re tailing disappears into a tunnel behind a glistening waterfall. You wait behind some big rocks. A branch cracks behind you and you spin around. Funny. You could swear you saw a glimpse of the big-breasted mathematician's ass hanging out of a tree. No way. You're probably still dazed from locking lips with Jungkook. There's no way Namjoon would ever be here. Then, Jin’s laughter emerges from the cave as he leads the group back out. He saunters past, delightedly chatting up the eldest scientist. You sigh. Poor Jin, he really believes this about some moss.

“Well, we found it.” Taehyung whispers. “That was easy.”

Too easy. An uneasy feeling settles in your stomach. Like right before you are about to lose something. You glance over to Jungkook who is contemplating the next move. Your lips are still tingling from his kiss. Was it real? During your first date, he seemed so aloof. Sure, he was always sweet and protective, but it didn’t mean anything. That’s just how Jungkook is.

 Yoongi’s old words ring in your ears,

“Listen, Dove, it’s just a random coincidence. It could have been anybody…”

Yoongi really meant it. He knew. They all knew.

 Taehyung holds the fence open for you and Jungkook to climb through. He leaves the duffle bags by the waterfall and only grabs the camera. He takes photos of the chain-link fence protecting the cave entrance. A sign reads “RESTRICTED ACCESS”. Inside, the cave is more like a tunnel. It's cold, dark, rocky, and slippery. Jungkook lights a match and asks you to stay while he explores the interior.

You stick with Taehyung as he takes more photos. “You knew about Jungkook’s experiments?” you probe.

“Sweetcheeks, I’ve always told you, haven’t I? I appreciate art.”

Jungkook runs back from the tunnel, excited. “Hey guys, come check this out!”

You both chase after him.

“Careful, it’s slippery in here!” he yells back through the darkness.

You reach a clearing lit by torches. There's a lot of industrial equipment. Looks like the scientists have come this far. Jungkook examines the mysterious gadgets laying around, one by one. Everything has the same logo, Heaven, Inc.

“Extensional tectonics,” Jungkook mumbles. He walks to the center of the clearing and looks at the wet floor. A man-made “X” marks the spot. “It’s here, inside the Manjjanggul Lava tube. This is the dimensional rift..."

In geology, a rift is a linear zone where the lithosphere is being pulled apart. They form over thousands of years, often at the central axis of most mid-ocean ridges. The new oceanic crust and lithosphere form at a divergent boundary between two tectonic plates. The Manjjanggul Lava tube tunnel is said to be one of the longest, measuring around 7.5 kilometers deep.

Extensional tectonics, as Jungkook said. The Manjjanggul Lava tube is the second Bermuda Triangle. Conditions just right for space-time travel, if supported with a powerful catalyst.

The kiss. The kiss was the energy. Jungkook is trying to manifest the kiss into the big energy he needs to open the portal. You must be…his catalyst.

A purple light begins forming in front of Jungkook as he stands still.

“Wait don't start yet, I need to get the video camera!” 

"Well Taehyung, I don't know how it starts only when it starts...and it's starting now!"

Tae runs to retrieve the equipment from outside.

You flinch as water drips on your head from lava rock on the ceiling. The walls of the cavern start vibrating on rhythms, like the pace of a butterfly’s wings or a human heartbeat. The ring on your finger blackens as a void opens within you, a creeping bad feeling. You push it down.

“What’s happening?” you move to the edge of the wall.

“It’s stopped. I felt stronger energy a few minutes ago. It’s gotten weaker for some reason…” he concentrates hard. “I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“Jungkook—” you start to say. But Taehyung runs back.

“Has it worked yet? Did I miss anything?” he tosses the bags down and starts to assemble the video camera as quickly as he can.

“Wait, I feel something…” Jungkook plants his feet on the marking and holds his arms out in front of him like there’s an invisible wall there. An obscure purple cloud glows before him and the tunnel vibrates with more strength.

Tae starts filming. You flatten your bodies against the wall as more water drips from the shaking ceiling.

“I feel it.” Jungkook closes his eyes, eyebrows furrowed. He extends his arms farther out, pushing against the translucid wall. “It’s….happening…” he grunts as he puts all his might into the force. Blue and white hues emerge from the vortex developing at his hands. The walls of the cavern pulse even harder. You cling to the wall as you brace for the unknown.

Then, an echo of running footsteps down the tunnel gets louder. Indiscernible yelling and swearing as the heavy steps approach.

One deep voice penetrates the cave and spikes the walls harder than the supernatural force at Jungkook’s fingertips can.

“Stop!” Namjoon shouts.

“Choco! Get away from him!” Jin appears behind Joon. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head. Jungkook is not listening anymore. The force in his hands surges and cave walls begin to give way. Tae fumbles with the camera, desperately trying to capture the phenomenon as the tunnel shakes more violently.

Jimin approaches calmly, “I think we would all like to live, so let’s all hold hands and walk out of here in one piece…”

“I can’t leave,” Jungkook replies through the translucent shimmer. "We have to destroy this place."

Namjoon steps closer, cautious of the rocks beginning to crumble overhead.

“Jungkook, please. You are putting yourself in danger…” he pleads. The leader’s fear growing with each passing second until Namjoon breaks down and tears flow from his eyes. With that, the portal opens, rendering Jungkook helpless to its mystical aura.

Everyone is puzzled. Yoongi’s level voice is heard over the rumbling, “What just happened, why is it getting worse?” Jungkook doesn’t know, but his mesmerization with the portal overtakes him and he can’t hear the others anymore. A deep part of his conscious is already elsewhere, they’re losing him.

 Jungkook’s peaceful face shimmers with waves of violet and pink. His eyes wide open, soul entering into a new dimension while his body still hangs back. Grounded in something. Or someone.

Seokjin pulls you away, trying to get you out of the tunnel. Before he can get you very far, Namjoon grabs hold of your free arm. A massive pulse sends a long fissure across the floor, dividing the space in two. You’re being pulled in two directions, Jin on one side and Joon on the other. The tunnel begins to collapse. Hoseok yells for everyone to get out. You must pick a side or you'll die. 

A segment of lava rock falls, nearly crushing Taehyung who has dropped the camera. He runs to Jungkook but more rock falls, blocking him. You’re held on both sides. You look up from Namjoon’s chest. His cheeks are soaked in tears.

“You put everyone at risk,” he glares at Jin.

“Me?” Jin argues back, tugging you to himself. “Your greasers are to blame! You let Jungkook and Taehyung do something dangerous. They even brought Y/N to the cave. I made you all swear, did I not, to keep Y/N out of this! What Jungkook was doing was never safe! We had a choice to stop the lab from finding the portal key. I mocked up the plant samples to destroy the evidence and convince them this is not the place. No one was going to get hurt! But Jungkook, he made his choice. He chose to destroy the site altogether. He chose violence!”

You’re suddenly thrust away from the pair as Namjoon lunges toward Jin. He throws the first punch. Jin collides with the wall behind them. Joon makes for another hit but Jin headbutts him first, tackling the six-foot-tall man to the ground, which is now being pelted with falling lava rocks. You lose balance on the shaky floor and start to fall backward. Yoongi catches you in time and shields you from the debris, looking for a way out.

Was that true? Was Taekook’s plan all along to destroy the cave? Who is right? Who is trusted? You remember Jungkook's words. Trust me.

NamJin curse at one another as they wrestle to the ground. The leader of the greasers and the leader of the jocks. Peace was never an option, was it.

Suddenly, the pulsing hum stops and there is silence. From Yoongi’s embrace, you can still see Jungkook. One moment he is there, standing on the X mark. Namjoon reaches for him but in a moment that feels frozen, lasting longer than a moment should, a whirring noise slices through the cold air, then…Jungkook vanishes. ZAP.

All that’s left in Namjoon’s large hand, the moon bracelet. Only the sounds of heavy breathing and dripping water fill the void. Jin rises from the ground and catches his breath. He looks up at Namjoon in confusion. Still silence.

Namjoon is about to say something. Then ZAP… he vanishes through thin air. The bracelet drops to the wet ground and rolls toward you. What the fuck! Everyone looks at each other. What is happening?! A moment later, Yoongi follows. ZAP. Jimin. Taehyung. Hoseok. ZAP ZAP ZAP.

Only you and Jin are left.

 ***

 The following morning, your school formally announces the reported disappearance of six of its students, four of whom were not attending the retreat. Their names are printed in the paper, along with their photos.

Kim Namjoon. Min Yoongi. Jung Hoseok. Park Jimin. Kim Taehyung. Jeon Jungkook.

 All Heaven, Inc. facilities are shut down for further investigation. The remaining students are sent home early in the morning. Police recover the Heaven, Inc. lab equipment from the Manjjanggul Lava tube, but can't find a single trace of the missing students. Seokjin's father gets a lawyer for the other families and files a civil suit.

The long bus ride home is melancholic. You were up all night being questioned by the police, nothing you said was written down. The reporters will dismiss the truth and release their own narrative in a few months. 

The students had a secret party on a sailboat, they got drunk, had a dispute, forgot to tie it to the dock and drifted out in the middle of the night. No bodies were found. It was an accident. A simple mistake of rambunctious youth.

You and Seokjin remain quiet. Neither of you feel like talking. Six of your friends have just vanished. You fear the worst. You have endless questions. Where are they? Why did everyone but Jin jump? Did they make it through safe? Will they ever come back? What will their families do? The void inside only grows. Your racing mind exhausts and you lean your head on Jin’s shoulder. It’s big and sturdy and safe. Whatever happens from now on, at least you will have Jin by your side. You fall asleep.

 ***

 The sound of Professor Choi quietly nudging you awake causes you to jump, “Wake up, Dear. You are home.”

“Huh, what year is it?” You rub the sleep from your eyes and feel a cramp in your neck. There’s no other student left on the bus but you. The spot next to you empty, with all but a snack left on the seat. You pick up the wrapped choco pie and stare at it. No way. Did Jin get time warped? He couldn’t have he was with me…

“It’s 1958, Dear,” Choi laughs. “Don’t forget your belongings. I’ll leave you to it.” The professor walks off the bus.

 Jin got time-warped with the rest. This is not a dream. You are not dreaming.

 All seven of them...left you.

  Field Observation #10: It was a f*ckboy au after all. What did you expect, Bighead? 

 See you in 1985 :)

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Greaser Taehyung

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Chapter Four

BTS Outsiders AU

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Rose

I picked at the mushy lunch food as I looked around the lunch table. Taehyung and I sat in silence as Jin and Jimin laughed about something dumb one of their friends did.

“Like, really, who the hell does something like that?” Jimin laughed.

“I know, right? That’s what I told him, and he still doesn’t listen.” Jin added.

Jimin laughed, “What do you think, Rose?... Rose?”

I suddenly realized he was talking to me, “Uh… what? Sorry, what were you saying?” I asked.

Jimin smiled compassionately, “I was saying-”

“Hey! Watch it, freak!” Jin shouted.

“Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t mean to!” The girl apologized, walking away quickly.

I looked around Jimin and saw Taehyung’s bag tipped over, with all of the contents spilled out. She probably just kicked it.

“Jin, don’t worry about it. It was an accident.” Taehyung said quietly as he put his stuff back in his bag. I noticed a small box on the floor.

“Tae!” I whispered and gestured to the box. He seemed confused at first but his eyes widened when he saw it, ‘Tape’ he mouthed back.

“Am I missing something here? What’s going on?” Jimin asked.

“Oh, nothing.” I replied a bit too quickly.

“Rose, don’t lie to me, you guys have been acting weird ever since the assembly. What happened that I don’t know about?”

“Jimin, really. It’s nothing. We were just… upset about what happened to Jungkook.” I lied.

“Upset? You barely knew him. Rose, tell me the truth.” Jimin pushed on.

“Listen, if you guys are gonna have one of your couple fights, do it out in the hall.” Jin interrupted.

I sighed and took Jimin’s hand. I led him out to the hallway, I turned around to see Taehyung nod at me. I knew I had to tell him.

“Okay, now that we’re out here, what’s going on?” Jimin asked impatiently.

“Look, Jimin, I-”

“Are you cheating on me with Tae?” Jimin asked quickly with tears in his eyes.

“What? No! Oh my god, no, no no! Never!” I assured him. He quickly got over it  sighed in relief, “Okay, then what?”

“The other day, when Tae was at his locker, he found a tape.” “A tape?” Jimin repeated.

“Yes, a tape. When we played it back, it was a video of Jungkook, the day he died.”

“No way.” Jimin said, wide eyed, “Did it show…?”

“Yeah, um… listen, you have to promise me to not tell anyone about this.”

“I swear on my life.” He promised quietly as he took my hand.

“Okay... Jungkook didn’t commit suicide. Someone killed him. They made him drop the camera, and right before they shot him, they filmed his body and the message.”

“Just like what my dad said… What did the message say?” He asked hesitantly.

“It said ‘I’m sorry’. I’m not sure if they were trying to frame his suicide or if the murderer himself meant it.”

“Why would he be sorry? If he didn’t want to kill Jungkook, why didn’t he just… not kill him?”

“Jimin, I don’t know. Before he attacked him, Jungkook said hi to him, and he talked to him like they were friends. But the tape cut out any parts where he would’ve responded.”

“This is way too sketchy… Does anyone else know besides you and Tae?” Jimin asked.

“Um, yeah. You can’t tell Jin, he’ll kill us, but we went to this Greaser’s house.” “Wait, you what?” Jimin asked with a hint of anger in his voice.

“Yeah, his name is Namjoon. He knew Jungkook. I’m not sure what he can do with the tapes, but he might be able to help.” I explained hesitantly.

“Tapes? You mean there’s more?”

“Tae just found one in his bag, when it was tipped over just now. We’ll probably bring it to Namjoon after school and watch it.”

Jimin stayed quiet for a moment, “I want to come with.”

“What? No you’re not.”

“Yes, I am. You don’t know this Namjoon guy. He could be some sort of escaped convict or something!”

“I’m pretty sure he isn’t an escaped convict. Jimin, he’s chill and from what I’ve seen of him, he isn’t looking for trouble with us Socs.”

Jimin looked around, and looked back into the cafeteria. I saw Jin smile and wink at us and turn to say something to Tae. Jimin sighed, “Fine, but I still want to come with.”

I drove up to Namjoon house slowly, checking to see if anymore cars were here. I didn’t see any other than the one parked lazily next to the entrance.

“So… What’s this guy like?” Jimin asked, “Is there anything I should know before we go in there, guns blazing?”

“‘Guns blazing’? Really Jimin? We’re just gonna go in there, watch the tape, and see if he can do anything with it.” Taehyung explained.

“Why would he know what to do? Shouldn’t we just bring it to the police? You know my dad’s a cop, maybe he can help if I-”

“No, Jimin! You don’t get it, the cops already looked for signs and clues of a murderer, they found nothing! If we gave them these it would make us look like we were the ones that did it anyways.” I told him.

“Okay, yeah… Let’s just go in already.”

As we walked up to the door we could hear people talking and laughing from inside the house. I peeked through the window and saw the people from the other day inside the kitchen talking. I couldn’t remember their names exactly… Mary and something that started with an H?

“Oh shit, Marie and Hoseok are here, maybe it’s best if we come back later.” Taehyung stepped back.

“Too late.” Jimin said as he knocked on the door. I could see Marie turn around and go to answer the door.

“Um… hello? Is there something you guys need?” She asked awkwardly.

“Yeah, is Namjoon here?” Jimin asked confidently. Hoseok eyed him suspiciously, “Lemme go check.” He said as he walked to some room in the house.

“So who’s this one?” Marie asked, gesturing to Jimin. Before Taehyung or I could say anything, Jimin introduced himself.

“Hello, I’m Jimin Park. Rose’s boyfriend. Who are you?” He asked in a tone that sounded more like an insult than a question.

“I’m Marie. That’s all you need to know.” She glared at him. Hoseok came back with Namjoon, who’s eyes widened when he noticed us.

“You’re back! Did you find another…?”

“Yeah, we haven’t watched it yet. I found it in my bag today during lunch.” Taehyung explained.

“So it clearly isn’t a mistake that you’re getting these tapes… But who’s putting them there?” Namjoon wondered.

“Maybe someone saw the murderer kill Jungkook.” Marie suggested.

“Or maybe it’s the murderer himself that’s been planting the tapes.” Jimin said.

“I kind of doubt it.” Hoseok replied.

“Let’s just watch the tape already!” Taehyung shouted as he took out the camcorder.

“Turn that damn thing off!” Someone laughed behind a black screen. A hand moved away and it revealed a smiling Hoseok looking at whoever was behind the camera. They were sitting at a diner, a soft chatter in the filling background sound.

“Oh come on, you love the attention.” The person behind the camera said, most likely Jungkook.

Hoseok shook his head, “You’re not wrong.”

“Hey, hey, hey! Look at what we got here!” A deep voice boomed off camera. Hoseok looked up with a dark expression.

“Mind your own damn business, we haven’t done nothing.” Hoseok growled.

“Sorry buddy, but I ain’t scared of a couple o’ Greasers.” The man threatened. Hoseok kept staring at him intensely.

The camera started shaking, “What’s this little toy you got here?” The voice asked, “Hey! That’s not yours- let it go!” Jungkook shouted. The camera was pulled back and forth before it was raised into the air with a ‘thump’ sound.

“Not so tough, are ya, little guy?”

The camera was panned at the tiled ground, and a few small feet walked up to whoever was holding the camera, “Is that your camera, young man?” An older woman’s voice asked.

“Um, ma’am, I-” He stuttered.

“Give the boy back his camera, or I’ll kick you and your friends out right this minute.” She scolded him.

“Alright, ma’am, It won’t be a problem again.” He set the camera down, which showed half of Hoseok’s face. He was serious, yet looked surprised, as if no one had ever done this for them before.

Soft footsteps walked away, but Hoseok still looked serious. A chorus of conversations grew louder, it sounded like teenage boys.

“Henry! These guys giving you any trouble?” One asked.

“Nah. Let’s just get out of here.” He answered.

The group of boys left, and while Hoseok’s serious and hardened look faded, a more angry one took its place.

“Those bastards, I’d like to see them actually own up to anything their dumbasses get them into.” Hoseok commented under his breath.

“Yeah, it was kind of pathetic to see how easily he gave up when that lady showed up.” Jungkook agreed.

“Hey, if they ever mess with you like that and I’m not around, tell me. I’ll kill them if that’s what it takes.” Hoseok threatened.

Jungkook laughed nervously, “I don’t think you need to go that far, but a good spook wouldn’t hurt.” “I just don’t want them picking on you like that, Kook.”

“Thanks, Hobi.”

I looked up and saw that Hoseok had tears in his eyes.

“Why would someone…?” Taehyung trailed off.

“I think they’re setting up something bigger. This definitely isn’t the last tape.” Namjoon said.

I noticed that Marie had stood up with Hoseok and gone to the kitchen. He was crying silently as she was saying something to him that I couldn’t hear.

Marie

“Hoseok…” I looked up to see Hoseok leaning against the kitchen counter, him covering his face with one of his hands.

“This tape must’ve meant a lot to you.”

“No kidding.” He answered sharply, peering up from his covered tear stained face and looked at me into my eyes.

“I… I miss him.” Hoseok confessed, fiddling with one of the silverware he found nearby.

I grabbed the spoon he was holding and put it aside. “We all miss him, Hoseok.”  

“You don’t-” He was interrupted by some murmuring coming from the living room. “You just don’t understand how I feel.”

“Hobi, what do I not understand about it? That Kookie was murdered and someone involved with this mess is sending some Soc that we don’t even know tapes? Of course I understand how you are feeling.” I remarked. “Jungkook was our family. I even considered him a little brother.”

“I think we all did.”

“Also… “ I pondered for a bit, trying to change the subject. “Maybe we should go back in the living room and invite Taehyung and Rose for dinner.”

“Yes! I mean yeah, why not.”

 “I never realized I missed him so much.” I remarked, before walking back into the living room. I glanced at an old picture of Jungkook on Namjoon’s fridge. He was about eight then, playing in one of the sand hills by his old house. He was so happy and full of life. Suddenly I came to realization that that was the same boy that was shot not too long ago.

“He was murdered, Hoseok.”

We all sat at the dinner table facing one another uncomfortably. Uncoincidentally all the Socs sat on one side and Hoseok and I sat at the other. Namjoon sighed as he set down the pot of spaghetti.

“What do guys want to drink? There’s not many options…” He ran over to check the fridge. “We got water and a pack of SD.”  

As Namjoon mentioned the soda ‘SD’, Hoseok tensed up. “Uh I’ll have an SD.”

“I’ll have one too,” Jimin added.

I glanced at Hoseok. His eyes were shifted onto one of the SD cans inside the living room. “Make that three.”

“Could we both get water?��� Rose insisted.

“On it!” Namjoon chimed in with the armful of beverages. As he set down Hoseok’s SD, he shifted in his seat. He murmured something underneath his breath that sounded something like ‘I can’t take this’ or ‘I can’t do this anymore’. Whatever he had whispered sounded concerning.

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by him bolting out of his chair and into the bathroom.

“Uh he must’ve really had to go then.” Jimin remarked.

“Really Jimin?” Taehyung and Rose said simultaneously.

Ignoring their retorts to one another I looked back at the bathroom door. It felt as if he was scared of the drink. Why would anyone be that terrified of SD?

[prettyprince00]

♡ FILMS FOR FAUNLET FASHION INSPO ♡

~~Got bored so compiled this (pretty extensive) list of film references for faunlet style and aesthetics, might be helpful for anyone looking to delve into and develop their style. Don't take this as some kind of gospel, it's just a bunch of movies and shows that I think can be useful reference points. My personal style and taste for example is a huge mix and amalgalm of stuff I see, from movie characters to paintings, books, comics, cartoons, music videos, haute couture collections, K- and J-idols, BJD dolls, even elements and staples from female fashion that I kind of genderflip or just outright mix into and merge with my own "masculine"/boyish/whatever faunlet fits. I think the secret to finding your style is to never limit yourself & always be creative (& clever ofc)! ♡

Feel free to suggest and tell me some of your personal films/shows that inspire you the most. I'm sure I forgot some stuff >.> Hope this helps somewhat lolol

WARNING: A LOT OF THESE HAVE MATURE THEMES AND +18 STUFF, SO DO RESEARCH BEFORE WATCHING AND PROCEED AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION, CAUTION & RESPONSIBILITY!

I. Academia/Schoolboy/Old Money/Preppy/Classic Faunlet Vibes

Les Amitiés particulières by Jean Delannoy

A Series of Unfortunate Events (Film and show)

Both versions of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Lord of the Flies (both versions tbh)

The Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe by Andrew Adamson

Kaze to ki no Uta + Natsu e no Tobira (Honestly most shounen ai anime especially from the 80s/90s)

CLAMP Gakuen Tanteidan

Kuroshitsuji i.e. Black Butler (probably the most famous ouji aka male lolita-influenced anime out there)

Ouran High School Host Club

Cardcaptor Sakura (Li's fits especially but also Touya's and Yukito's)

The Long Day Closes + The Neon Bible, by Terence Davies

If... by Lindsay Anderson

The Butcher Boy by Neil Jordan

Tea and Sympathy by Vincent Minnelli

Purple Noon by René Clément

Sleepers by Barry Levinson

The Basketball Diaries by Scott Kalvert

School Ties by Robert Mandel

The Dangerous Lives of the Altar Boys by Peter Care

Blue Spring by Toshiaki Toyoda

Death in Venice by Luchino Visconti

East of Eden (also Splendor in the Grass I guess?) by Elia Kazan

Lacombe Lucien (+ Au Revoir Les Enfants) by Louis Malle

Bad Education by Pedro Almodóvar

The Ice Storm by Ang Lee

La Luna + The Dreamers by Bernardo Bertolucci

Teorema by PP Pasolini (also Saló tbh bt I feel kinda weird recommending that lmfao even though it's a pretty well-established masterpiece & one of my favs)

Total Eclipse by Agnieszka Holland (teenage Arthur Rimbaud is a core faunler reference tbh, strange that I don't see him brought up more, though he's been a queer/twink culture icon for ages so yeah)

Les roseaux sauvages by André Téchiné

Call Me by Your Name by Luca Guadagnino

Deep Red by Dario Argento (only for the flashback Xmas scenes with the creepy little boy in knee-highs and Mary Janes tbh lol)

The Omen by Richard Donner

The Good Son by Joseph Ruben

Pinnocchio (OG Disney animation) (you could make a double feature with A.I. Artificial Intelligence by Spielberg/Kubrick too)

Les 400 coups by François Truffaut

L'enfance nue by Maurice Pialat

A Single Man by Tom Ford

Looking for Langston by Isaac Julien

Sacré College, Garçons d'Etage, Scouts and Gamins de Paris by JD Cadinot (WARNING: Cadinot's films are basically erotica/arthouse vintage gay p*rn so obviously 18+!!!!!)

II. More Contemporary/Gas Station/Trashy/Greaser/Hustler/Catalet Faunlet Vibes

My Own Private Idaho (also Mala Noche and Elephant) by Gus Van Sant

Slight Fever of a 20-Year-Old + Like Grains of Sand by Ryosuke Hashiguchi

Mysterious Skin + Totally Fucked Up + Nowhere by Gregg Araki

Hustler White by Bruce LaBruce (+18)

Rebel Without a Cause by Nicholas Ray

Cry Baby + Polyester by John Waters

Pretty much any juvenile delinquent teensploitation 40s/50s Old Hollywood flick tbh

The Outsiders by FF Coppola

A Cruel Story of Youth + Sing a Song of Sex by Nagisa Oshima

Most of Edward Furlong and Vicent Kartheiser's 90s filmography (Pet Semetary 2, Brainscan, Little Odessa for Furlong; Heaven Sent, Another Day in Paradise, Masterminds for Vincent)

River's Edge by Tim Hunter

Young Soul Rebels by Isaac Julien

Sleepaway Camp by Robert Hiltzik

Le Diable Probablement by Robert Bresson

Permanent Green Light  + Like Cattle Towards Glow (+18) by Zac Farley & Dennis Cooper

Pauline à la Plage by Eric Rohmer

The Smell of Us + Ken Park by Larry Clark

Flesh by Paul Morrissey

Lonesome Cowboys by Andy Warhol

Cruising by William Friedkin

Un couteau dans le cœur by Yann Gonzalez (though most of the male fashion in this is just ripping off Friedkin's Cruising and Cadinot films like Aime... comme Minet, Deuxième Sous-sol and Les Minets Sauvages so you could just watch those instead I guess lol)

Equation à un Inconnu by Francis Savel (erotica/+18)

Rebels of the Neon God by Tsai Ming Liang

Fireworks + Scorpio Rising by Kenneth Anger

Dope by Rick Famuyiwa

Cooley High by Michael Schultz

The Inkwell by Matty Rich

Red Hook Summer by Spike Lee

George Washington by David Gordon Green

American Graffiti by George Lucas and Bill Norton

All About Lily Chou-Chou by Shunji Iwai

Stand by Me by Rob Reiner

The Mudge Boy by Michael Burke

US Go Home by Claire Denis

Gummo by Harmony Korine

L.I.E. by Michael Cuesta

Palo Alto by Gia Coppola

Spetters by Paul Verhoeven

Fox and His Friends by RW Fassbinder

The Pit by Lew Lehman

O Fantasma by João Pedro Rodrigues

The Delta by Ira Sachs

What Have I Done to Deserve This + Law of Desire by Pedro Almodovar

The Partridge Family sitcom tbh lol, also the 70s era of the Mickey Mouse Club, pretty much any 70s media featuring male idols of the time like David Cassidy, Leif Garrett etc

Dazed and Confused by Richard Linklater

The Lost Boys by Joel Schumacher

Y Tu Mamá Tambièn by Alfonso Cuarón

Summer 85 by François Ozon

Les Chansons d'Amour + La Belle Personne by Christophe Honoré

Body Without Soul + Not Angels But Angels by Wiktor Grodecki (personally rly dislike the weird Christian melodramatic & imo exploitative direction of these documentaries bt the boys who are interviewed do the best they can to salvage it -- quintessential East European 90s cityboy looks)

III. Fantasy/Glam/Mystical/Sacred/Ancient/Historical Faunlet Vibes

Pink Narcissus by James Bidgood

Caravaggio + Sebastiane by Derek Jarman

Peter Pan (any version tbh)

Fantasia (1940 Disney classic)

Tabou by Nagisa Oshima

Poison + Velvet Goldmine by Todd Haynes

Party Monster by Fenton Bailey

Satyricon by Federico Fellini

Der Rosenkönig by Werner Schroeter

The Blood of a Poet by Jean Cocteau

[aes-thetics-bts]

★Park Jimin★

[thekaykery]

bts fic masterlist

key:

🌊 = planning

💠 = writing

☄️ = complete

💧 = on hold

series:

crystallia 🌊

➳ fantasy, smut

none

fics:

reasons why i hate you ☄️

➳ established fwb, pwp, smut

fics:

daydream ☄️

➳ soulmate au, smut, angst, fluff(?)

none

fics:

the creamery 💠

➳ greaser au, smut, angst, fluff

fics:

little and the beast ☄️

➳ ddlg au, smut, fluff

honey bunny ☄️

➳ ddlg au, smut, fluff

fics:

war of hormone ☄️

➳ werewolf au, smut, fluff

11:35 PM ☄️

➳ pwp, fwb, smut

writer for @k-vanity

© thekaykery 2022

[eremiie]

charm I was stalking your Spotify and I must say you’ve got some sexy music taste girly 🤨 now I want to know what artists/music type the aot characters have

aot characters music taste

oooof this might not be accurate bc this is gonna be based off the artists i’ve listened to, but here we go

eren listens to fucking everythinggg, his music taste really wasn’t diverse at all in middle school but once he got to highschool ole dude was listening to everything from r&b to indie musicc, throw some metal in there, all of that. honorable artist mentions; the nbhd, chase atlantic, the weeknd, and j. cole

levi doesn’t listen to music much but when he does i think it’s more like beats opposed to lyrical music?? also he’s a radio person, he’ll find a tolerable station when he’s in the car and tune it for as long as he can bare, no honorable mentions from me :/

jean also has a diverse music taste, quite similar to eren’s... i’d say he listens to like popular music, pop, indie, r&b, shiiit if he likes it it’ll go in his playlist. honorable mentions; doja cat. jean listens to doja and acts like he doens’t know the lyrics when he’s around “the boys”, arctic monkeys, sonder, kendrick lamar

armin listens to a lot of calming stuff. i see him listening to lofi beats more often than not because it helps him focus and relaxes him. like you walk into his apartment and lofi is playing on his speaker. i see him listening to a lot of indie music, lots of singers and like,,, pop. throw in some classical music and a few musical songs and boom. armin. honorable mentions; pheobe bridgers, the steven universe soundtrack, rex orange county, dodie, and vacations

connie listens to a lot of rap, hip hop, r&b, trap music, pop, i mean if he can fuck up a verse he’s onnn itttt, he also knows a lot of old songs, like i mean catch him singing michael jackson at 3am or fucking kesha. honorable mentions; comethazine, cdot honcho, playboi carti, lil uzi vert, and i can see him listening to willow smith too for some reason, anddd eyedress

reiner listens to um.... LMFAOOO IDK??? guitar music idfk, he listens to whatever you put on and he always asks you to plug up to the aux sooo he doesn’t really have his own music taste. he barely listens to music he just bops his head to whatever is playing and says it’s good.

porco uhhhh, what do greasers listen to? jk jk, he listens to a lot of old tunes, ummm some metal, umm, I DONT KNOW!!!! i do have a strong belief this man can belt out more than enough megan thee songs though. not sure why.

colt listens to baby music for falco, he hums them more often than not because they’re stuck in his head. /hj

z*ke listens to country music and fucking... boyfriend bdsm audios in the car. (can you tell i don’t know what to put for the warriors <3)

mikasa listens to mitski <333. it’s her staple, she takes a lot of her taste after armin, some SZA here and there, clairo, she just really likes finding nice new music you know? that is when she listens to music, she’ll be listening with armin and add songs she likes here and there

sasha listens to like a lot of shit omg, lots of pop music, she listens to musicals, country music from when she used to live on the farm, k-pop and j-pop, ethnic music here and there, and even some dubstep lmao, honorable mentions; mother mother, she used to watch pink guy’s videos so ofc she listens to joji now, BTS, and paramore

hange listens to like everything too. she’s a nuisance with her music if you ask levi. anyway, take every artist and music genre i previously mentioned and paste it here. that’s hange’s music taste. fucking everything, if she likes the way it sounds in her ear it’s going in her playlist.

historia listens to um... a lot of pop music <3. taylor swift, ariana grande, lana del rey, adele and stuff— you go hisu!!

hitch listens to whatever makes her feel good, which happens to be artists like nicki minaj, ariana grande, doja cat, fucking FLO MILLI!!! kali uchis, ari lennox, i mean

annie listens to ??? i don’t know. she’s another person who just listens to whatever is on and other than that she doesn’t listen to much

pieck’s music taste kind of reminds me of min’s too, some lofi beats but usually when she’s studying, some jazz, she listens to white noise like rain, artists like vacations, current joys, mitski, etc.

yelena... don’t even ask me<3.

[b1acksw4n]

One Summer Night

Pairings: Seokjin x Reader, Hoseok x Reader

Warnings: LOTS 50s/60s slang and references, swearing, love triangle,sexual themes in future

Summary: Seokjin meets Y/N while on vacation at the beach. He’s a greaser that smokes, gets in fights and overall has a bad reputation. Y/N doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into when the greaser shows himself a different side to himself while he’s away from his peers. What’s going to come of this when Y/N transfers to his school and a certain friend takes a liking to someone?

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and if you want me to make more parts I can. this was more of a ‘pilot’ to see if it would get attention so that’s why it’s so short !!^^

Seokjin gulped nervously, rubbing his hands together for warmth from the cold autumn air. “You alright, kid?” Yoongi grunted, his face dimly lit from the lighter he held in his slender hands. “Aye watch who you call a kid. You’re cruisin’ for a bruisin’ man.” Seokjin gruffly responded, watching the cheerleaders in their long skirts jump around and cheer on their football team.

It was the first pep rally for their schools team this year and Seokjin was nervous. It’s not like the greaser was athletic anyway, he was nervous because you were going to be there.

It’s been months since he saw you since your summer fling and he wasn’t sure how’d you react to seeing a guy like him.. or his friends. A loud screeching noise from a tire was heard aside from the noisy cheering coming from students and the band playing. The group of greasers snapped their heads in the direction of the noise. “It’s them again.” Taehyung said icily.

“Man, this is buggin’. Is Seokjin still wanting to take us on for a race next week?” Johnny spoke gruffly with a cigarette in one hand and the other on the wheel. “Beat it. You’re on our turf.” The boys leader, Namjoon stood his ground and slid off the hood of Hoseok’s beat up car. Seokjin wanted to yell, swear, hell maybe even start a rumble but his nerves were all over the place. Johnny snarled and drove off, leaving the seven boys in a mood. The schools band was still playing and the coach was getting ready to give some speech that he couldn’t give a shit about.

“You know.. when I get this car all done up. She’s gonna run like a champ.” Hoseok spoke up after a bit of much needed silence, slapping the hood gently. “Treat her like that and she won’t run at all.” Jimin burst out laughing and Hoseok snapped his head in his direction. Jimin let out a shriek as the older boy grabbed him by his shirt collar.

“Yeah, he’s definitely here!” Yeri snickered, a hand on your back as the rest of the girls pulled you along. Wide eyed and confused, you anxiously held onto your skirt. “Let’s get a little backseat bingo goin with a few girls and I’ll be good.” Jungkook laughed, making a swift hip thrusting motion. A blonde haired boy clad in a leather jacket rolled his eyes and shoved the younger boy. “Move it grease.” Yeri said roughly to Taehyung and pushed you forward in front of the boys. So many eyes were staring you up and down and you felt so out of place.

Suddenly your gaze was met by.. Seokjin?

He looked so different now. His hair was slicked back and he had on a leather jacket. Where was the sweet boy you met on vacation? He seemed so much more.. intimidating now. Y/N?” A strand of hair fell in Seokjin’s face as he looked down at you with a surprised expression on his face.

“S-Seokjin!” Your entire face lit up and you felt yourself grow shy under his stare. He was really here.. standing in front of you.

You couldn’t even believe it. Your heart was racing and you didn’t know if you could take it anymore. “I didn’t think I’d see you again. I thought you were going back to your hometown after vacation.” He breathed out as if he’d been holding his breath, gently taking your smaller and softer hands in his.

He took you in and kept eye contact with you, never once did he acknowledge any of his surroundings. You were so different from the girls where he lived. You were so pure and soft. You still had a sense of innocence about you and it made Seokjin want to fall in love with you all over again. “We had a change of plans.” Your nervousness was betraying you and you felt yourself grow hot.

Was it the bonfire or the close proximity with the boy you gave your first kiss too?

“You two know each other or something?” Jimin raised an eyebrow and leaned in curiously. Hoseok face palmed but not before elbowing his friend in the ribs. Yeri felt dejected and decided to walk away with her group of friends, clearly what she wanted to happen didn’t happen. Seokjin was hers first and suddenly you came into the picture and he’s completely different now. Why do you get to be that person?

“I don’t want you meeting my friends.” Seokjin grunted lowly, swooping his arm around you and pulling you close to his side. He pulled you away from the crowd and your peers gave you weird looks.

A cute girl like you with a filthy long haired greaser?

“Why not? They don’t even seem that bad, Jinnie.” Jin felt his chest tighten at your choice of words specifically and the way you looked at him had him going insane. “No you don’t get it.. they’re not like you and I don’t want you thinking any differently of me. Okay?” Jin looked around, setting his hands on your shoulders as he focused his gaze on you.

“Are you ashamed of me? Is that it?” Your voice was shaky as you held back tears that threatened to spill at any moment. Pushing the taller boy away, you looked down at your saddle shoes, walking away from him with a fast pace. “No no no. That’s not it!” Seokjin immediately chased after you, grabbing you by your wrist.

“I don’t want you to leave me.. when you find out who I am.” His lips parted slightly as he paused before continuing.

“When I was with you back in the summer. You made me want to change.”