It's Official! Unsinkable Chapter 6 Will Be Up On Wednesday At 1pm EST! I Will Continue Working On The

It's official! Unsinkable Chapter 6 will be up on Wednesday at 1pm EST! I will continue working on the Jin oneshot and the follow up drabble for If Walls Could Talk, see you then!

Unsinkable ||j.jk|| — Chapter 6

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Description: The 1910s are the peak of passenger ships, it was also the peak of classism, Jungkook is a third class immigrant from Korea, and you are a first class “prisoner” not wanting to go back to a life of strict standards. Once you meet Jungkook, life seems worth living, but when tragedy strikes, will you guys make it out to live the life you planned?

Genre: Titanic AU, poor/artist!JK x rich!f reader, angst, fluff, very slight smut, forbidden love.

Warnings: ANGST, major character death, mention of grave injuries, blood, thoughts of death and drowning, descriptions of mass panic.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Jungkook was stressed, or maybe that was an understatement. He was almost able to get away from Yoongi's grip if it wasn't for the Master-at-Arms being right there. They left him in that room, handcuffed to a pipe whilst the aforementioned went back to the main deck to assist with the evacuation of the ship.

Jungkook didn't think that he would die in a sinking ship, he had done so many other dangerous things in his short life. He reminisced about the time he was ice fishing with Chris and the ice gave out underneath him, the water was so cold, but he was quick to get out. He’d been to those county fair roller coasters and gotten off just before a piece of the track fell apart. He didn’t usually consider himself to be lucky until now, when he realized he had taken all the other times he had escaped being seriously injured or worse for granted.

How long had he been handcuffed?

The room slowly filled more and more with water, slowly tipping over where he had to hold on to a pipe to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself or his wrist. He'd hoped his death would be quick, then again he'd known from a book one of his parisian muses let him read, that if pain is what you wanted, drowning was the way to go. He wished he could've seen you one more time, that he would have kissed your lips one more time.

His laments were interrupted by a door being broken open, and he was shocked to see you there, water almost up to your waist, accompanied by Chris and an ax. “Yn? Chris? What the hell are you doing?” He questioned as both of them pushed through the water to make it to him, “we're not going to let you die, Jungkookie,” Chris said.

Getting to Jungkook had been challenging, you had to escape your mother, Namjoon and Yoongi after they had dragged you to the first class staircase to wait, it took strength and you spitting on Namjoon's face, but you'd be damned to go live a life that would be worse than dying on this boat.

On your way down, you ran into three young men who you found rather quickly to be Jungkook’s friends, and at first, when all three found out what your lover's fate was, they wanted to go with you, Chris however, insisted if anything were to happen Jungkook would be angry if all four of them died.

It was a funny thing to have to think about at such a young age, death. They were all in their early 20s and you were barely 21, you had so much to live and yet right at this moment, it was uncertain whether you'd be alive in the next hour. Ultimately, Chris came with you because Jungkook had been his friend for the better part of 4 years, and he was not going to leave him to drown, at least not on his own.

Chris had walked you through how to use the ax and had you make a couple practice swings, before you moved on to your main target.

“You've got this darling, I know you won't hurt me,” Jungkook assured you, and you were doing your best to hold back your tears, because one wrong cut and you coming down here would be for nothing. But luckily that wasn't the case, the cuffs around his wrist split and now they were like two bracelets, you let go of the ax which made a big splash

He wasted no time bringing you into his arms, hugging you tightly and kissing your head, and then hugging Chris, “we have to go if we want to make it to a lifeboat with Taehyung and Jimin,” the latter said, and you all made your best effort to run since there was no way of telling when the next burst of water would make it through.

It was unfortunately too soon.

The water came quick as you ran to the last working elevator, it sounded like a stampede of horses was running through the ship, the sound ever close as you finally had started to notice a difference in the water's height, you were starting to see your feet again, although a little too late.

You heard a loud groan, seeing that Chris had fallen behind, “Chan!” You heard Jungkook call, was that also Chris' name? “There was a hole in the wood, my foot’s stuck,” he struggled as attempted to get his foot out, Jungkook immediately jumped to help him, trying his best to be gentle, “damn you and your big feet,” his doe eyes were filling with tears they could now see the water coming quickly toward them, if they didn't get him out of there quick enough they would be dragged back, and would likely die.

“I don't care if my foot is hurt, just pull me out”

You joined in their attempts at liberating the poor man, and the screams that followed made you nearly burst into tears, it was just in time, as his foot popped out — you didn't dare look at it, afraid of it's condition — the water gushed down the hallway, loud impact of the waves against the walls of the ship, running for the small box that would bring you up to the main deck.

But it wasn't there, the gate was closed, and the lift was gone from where you had left it. You could feel your eyes swell with tears. Was this how you were going to go? Drowned in a ship never to be seen again? Because your body would most likely stay with the ship, would it even survive the depths of the ocean?

“There's a staircase this way!” Chris yelled, you saw the two men starting to run and so did you. As the water level kept getting lower thanks to what you could only assume was the way the ship was sinking.

It took some time, but you made it up the main deck just in time to see the chaos and panic. Men rushed to help lower the lifeboats, as well as women of all classes yelling for their husbands as they were placed in boats, or yelling for their children as they frantically looked through the main deck.

“LUCY?! Please has anyone seen my Lucy?! I can't leave the ship without her!” A mother screamed next to you, running through the crowd of people, looking through every nook and cranny. You watched as she went inside the boat once more, and you hoped she would be able to get out if she went any lower than any of the higher decks.

Your attention was ripped away when you heard the sound of gunshots ring.

“NO!” You heard a loud scream, seeing a circle forming in front of one of the lifeboats. The voice sounded familiar, and you hadn't realized you were moving until you felt Jungkook's hand sliding into yours, “you move quickly through a crowd,” the small joke making you chuckle. It was refreshing and appreciated. You pushed through, and once you finally made it to the front of the circle you dropped Jungkook's hand.

Yoongi was crying over Namjoon's body.

“I told you to stay back, women and children only!” The officer standing with his gun drawn spat back. “So you shoot him?! You incompetent fuck?!” Yoongi's eyes seemed to have a never ending stream of tears, his voice uneven. You knew that Namjoon and him were close since childhood, Yoongi had been working with Namjoon for a long time, his dad had worked with the aforementioned's family before Yoongi started to years later.

You slowly walked up to Yoongi, placing your hand on his shoulder “WHAT?!” He turned to you, his features softening, something he'd never done toward you, you looked down to see your ex-betrothed, his white shirt had a large scarlet stain in his stomach. “Ynie?” You heard him call, “Yoongi hyung?”

“We're here Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi sobbed, even in his weak state, Namjoon's dimpled smile made an appearance, “I'm sorry for being for being an ass to you Ynie,” you couldn't help the few tears that spilled from your eyes, the dragon eyed man stared up at your lover, giving him a stern nod which the younger man reciprocated, you sobbed watching the wordless exchange. “Take good care of them hyung,” he sighed.

You watched as Namjoon's grip on Yoongi's shoulder was slowly losing strength, until the only thing keeping their hands together was Yoongi desperately holding onto his best friend. You watched as he continued to sob for a few more minutes, the crow's dispersing in their own panic trying to reach a lifeboat, until he only sniffled.

“Let's get out of here,” Yoongi said sternly, “where are the rest of your friends Jeon?”

One That I Want ||M.YG|| Chapter 11: I'll show you.

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Description: It is summer of 1956, and leader of the T-Birds Yoongi is working at a food joint at the beach to make extra money over the summer, when he meets a pretty girl. They start a summer fling that unfortunately had to come to an end, but an unexpected turn of events will bring them back together.

Genre: 1950s au, angst, fluff, some smut, Greaser!Yoongi x Square/Goody-Two-Shoes!OC.

TW: underage drinking and smoking, sexual content, violence, misogyny (it’s the 1950s so peak macho man era).

Word Count: 1.4k+

The guys were over it, they were over the solemn mood their leader had brought over the group. They had just come back from spring break and they had barely heard anything from him, they’d hung out occasionally here and there, but he’d basically been MIA. It had all gone downhill a few months back with the last home soccer game for their school.

Once again, some of them needed to go and get proof of them being there for extra credit, they’d be lying if they said they didn’t enjoy this sport, some of them had even been a part of the team at some point in time, but their dislike for the team captain was greater than their love for soccer. Yoongi wasn’t very interested at all at first, whilst the others basically cheered at good passes and all the shots taken by the players.

“Hyung, come on! Why are you acting so low?” Jimin asked, sitting back down after the latest attempt at a goal by the opposite team.

“You know how I feel about Kim Taehyung, I’m only here for you nosebleeds,” he took out a cigarette from the packet he was holding, placing it between his lips and lighting it.

“You’re being such a wet rag hyung, that stupid foreigner soc ruined you, I mean you were the talk of the town and now everyone thinks-”

Yoongi didn’t let Hobi finish his statement, getting up quickly and coming up awfully close to him. Yoongi knew in a sense that Hobi was right, Lottie had ruined him, why couldn’t she be like every other broad and just be happy that he wanted to give her the time of day? He had so many chicks throwing themselves at him every day. Sure, he’d been through all of them, and they were grody and easy, but they wanted him, they were giving him a shot, why couldn’t she give him one? It didn’t matter, he still didn’t like the way Hobi had put down about her.

“Don’t talk about her, at all, Hoseok,” the younger shivered at the use of his legal name, his lips zipping as fast as they had been loose spewing all that crap about Lottie.

“Speak of the Devil,” Jin spoke next, after a beat or two of silence from the group, Yoongi turned around, looking for whatever it was that he was referring to.

Lottie

There she was, in her cute paper shaker uniform, with a bright smile and a high pony. Her skin looked so radiant against the golden hour sun. Yoongi felt his heart falter, the pain from her rejection all that time ago clawing its way back up his ticker. He wished so badly he could go back to the summertime and tell her the truth. How would she have reacted? Would she accept him the way he was — hell the way he is — would she have laughed at his face for even trying to talk to her? She did seek you out first, she came back after you closed that day, his brain spewed out, but that didn’t matter, not one bit, especially not when the final whistle went off and he saw the bane of his existence running toward her. Taehyung picked her up in a tight hug and spun her around, Yoongi looked up and realized their school’s team had won. She was laughing the whole time, at least that's what it looked like from the back of the bleachers.

And then it happened, he kissed her.

Yoongi’s blood boil seeing Lottie like this, letting herself be kissed by a man that wasn’t himself, but that did not compare to the next thing that happened.

“Holy shit, Tae jacketed her?” Jimin exclaimed. The whole group watched as the team captain helped you into his letterman jacket, Yoongi was sure if he tightened his fists anymore his nails would pierce through the skin of his palm and bleed.

“I’m leaving, Namjoon, make sure everyone makes it home safe,” their leader mumbled and walked off, leaving the venue before he could be seen by the girl who’d stolen his heart and completely fucked with his daily routine.

Taehyung is a wonderful and smart young man, what have you ever done?

Lottie’s words rang loudly in his ears as he waited outside the office, was he truly going to do this? All for a chick that had done nothing but treat him like gutter trash ever since they saw each other again? Who was he kidding, it was mostly his fault, he treated her lousy first, he’d been a phony first. Even if this wasn’t for her, at least this could be for himself, he did want to be something more than a greaser eventually, and he couldn’t do that if he couldn’t afford to go to school after he graduated.

“Min Yoongi?” Coach Bang looked entirely too confused seeing him there. Yoongi put on his charm right away.

“Hey coach, I wanna do a sport,” he half smiled.

“Is this some sorta joke? Where’s the rest of your gang? Are you gonna to pie me again?” the affable man looked around in concern. Admittedly, Yoongi chuckled a bit, remembering the prank his friends and himself had pulled on the man two years ago.

“No coach, I genuinely want to be a part of something,” Yoongi said, trying to sound sincere, and although Coach Bang still looked skeptical, he ended up nodding and pointing towards the gym’s locker room doors. “Well, if you really want this the first thing you gotta do is change,” the older man stated, they stopped in front of one of the many lockers as he looked through his comically large key ring.

“Well yeah, that’s what I’m here to do,” Yoongi put his hand on the coach’s shoulder, the aforementioned looking a little weirded out by the action, “to change…”

Coach Bang stared at him for a little longer before looking back down at his key ring, picking out a key and opening the locker they were standing in front of, “I meant your clothes,” he pointed at the locker, which had a few different sets of sporty clothes, “Hopefully some of these should be your size, change and come meet at the baseball court,” Yoongi nodded and the coach walked off, leaving him alone to wonder if he still had time to leave.

Yoongi truly didn’t think of himself as someone with a short temper, realistically he had a lot of patience, his cousin Jungkook could attest to that, he’d never once yelled at him, not even when he broke his favorite guitar.

But these jocks? Yoongi was sure he was close to having a bad hissy fit, he was ready to beat them into the pavement actually.

Baseball did not go well, coach set him up to bat, and every single time he missed, and the catcher was throwing so many insults each time. He’d heard the others call him Haechan, “this fucking greaser can’t even fucking hit one,” he’d yelled at the pitcher, and that caused Yoongi to turn around, grab at his mask, pull it and let it go, and if coach wasn’t there he would’ve given him a knuckle sandwich. Then he had him try wrestling, he paired him with this guy named Matthew, according to coach they called him Big Matthew, and Yoongi immediately knew he was not going to have a good time, Matthew probably thought of his attempts as a panic-and-a-half. Every single time he’d given up, until he got tired of doing that, so he pulled Matthew’s pants down, revealing his pink p.e. shorts, and the latter almost put him in a real choke hold, but coach stepped in and took him away, apologizing to Matthew on his behalf.

He finally let him try basketball… And boy did he excel. He moved through his seasoned players like it was nothing, assisting the team he’d been assigned to and even scoring a few three pointers himself. “Well I’ll be damned son! Did you know you set a new school record? You scored that first basket faster than any other player I’ve seen!” the man fawned over Yoongi’s skills, “are there any other secret skills you have?”

“I can run pretty fast,” and that’s how Yoongi ended up in both the basketball AND track and field team. Later on, as he left the gym after talking about the details with coach Bang, he saw Lottie and Taehyung down the hall. Lottie was leaning against a locker, she held her hands together behind her back, and Taehyung had one hand on her waist and the other next to her head. 

“You’ll see what I have done,” he whispers, walking out of the closest door available to him. He would make her look at him the way she looked at Taehyung right now.

Quick disclaimer!

I wanted to say this as I work on my next update for One That I Want that my characters are not all perfect or Mary Sue's of any kind. I'm mainly saying this because Grease, the movie One That I Want is based on, is not a perfect movie either, where often times characters make decisions you may not agree with. This is just a reminder for the future of One That I Want, as I have some important stuff planned for the story and don't want y'all to be caught off guard.

Unsinkable chapter 5 is out! One That I Want chapter 10 took me a bit longer but it will be out at midnight tonight!

Namjoon's oneshot might be a next week kind of thing, sorry about that and thank you for all the love you've shown to my work!

-Maria💜

You know how excited I've been for IF and you did not disappoint <3

Matty's Bday cake for Tannie - TOO cute

“Everyone does Tae, if anyone doesn’t like you that’d be the biggest red flag,” - You're just stating facts

So many layers to uncover in this part

Ngl it is early morning here and I'm running late so gotta get out the house, I WILL have to come reread it later cos I don't think I read it with all the attention it deserves (I really couldn't wait to read it but may have totally missed details - oops)

Have a great day, gorgeous :)

I'm so happy you liked it!

I really wanted to explore yn's hardships with this one and make a clear difference between Tae and Yejun and their treatment of her and her feelings. Thank you so much for reading and I hope the rest of your day goes amazing lovely💜💜