Alright Y'all, Just Thought I'd Give You A Bit Of What I'm Hoping The Next Few Updates Will Be Like As

Alright y'all, just thought I'd give you a bit of what I'm hoping the next few updates will be like as far as schedules go:

This week/weekend: One That I Want Chapter 10! I already started working on it and we'll be going into why the T-Birds have such disdain for Tae, as well as plots with the other couples!

Next Friday: Unsinkable Chapter 5! We're nearing the end, and unfortunately we are getting into the angst and loss that come with this story.

Next weekend: Namjoon's oneshot! If you were wondering why there's so much fluff and not enough smut well wonder no more! His oneshot is going to be somewhat smut with plot, so be ready for that!

I think that's it for now, I hope you look forward to these updates because I'm really excited about them! And I'm preparing Jin's oneshot for the day he comes back which is super soon!!!

See y'all later this week!💜

Namjoon one-shot will hopefully be up later today, it's looking like it might 5k+ words! I hope y'all will like it! This week/weekend there will be an unsinkable update and Jin's one-shot will be uploaded!!

So happy to see y'all are loving the Namjoon oneshot!! Like mentioned I'm working on Unsinkable Chapter 6 and the Jin oneshot although there will be some time between these two, mainly due to the oneshot being longer than I thought it'd be. What would you like to see in the meantime? I was thinking I could a small drabble about If Walls Could Talk Tae?? Let me know what you think!

Unsinkable ||j.jk|| - Chapter 5

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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: We are at the beginning of the end! Smut, descriptions of panic, violence toward Jungkook and a slight act of violence toward Namjoon.

Word Count: 1.4k+

“Did you see his face when we got in the elevator?” Jungkook wiped the tears from his face as you started to slow down, walking around the huge room.

“How about the guy down in the boilers?” You held onto his arm as you giggled at the recent events.

You walked in a comfortable silence until he spotted a very pretty car, he imagined it was the kind of car you were used to riding, and a small wave of insecurity hit him as he remembered Taehyung's words.

Girls like that don't look at guys like us.

But you did look at him, you had told him about all the things you wanted to do when you left the ship together, so he had to believe Taehyung was wrong about you.

He quickly got out of his head as you reached the car and he opened its back door for you, “m'lady,” you giggled at how cheesy that sounded, but still took his hand as he helped you into the car. A gentleman, you thought.

He got behind the wheel, “where to, miss?” The question had your mind imagining your life with him, the man who had so quickly stolen your heart, and all the firsts you wanted to experience with him, and what better way than on this trip.

You got your mouth real close to his ear and whispered “to the stars,” he turned toward you, quickly looking between your eyes and your lips before he closed the small space between you, capturing your lips in what felt like the best kiss you would ever have.

You pulled him to the backseat, where your kisses were getting heated and needy. Jungkook’s hands were rubbing your sides, making you groan against his lips. He pulled away from you when he felt your hand touching his semi-hard cock “are you sure about this dear?” His hand cupped your cheek.

“I have never been so sure about something,” you responded, immediately moving so you could straddle him.

Your exchange came to the point of no return after you had undressed each other, the sight of your body making Jungkook impossibly hard, he felt that whoever was in charge up above had blessed him with you. You on the other hand… overwhelmed would be an understatement. You had never done something like this before, and you hadn't seen a man's penis in person, but you were more than certain that Jungkook was above average.

He softly laid you down, lowering his fingers down to your folds. He closed his eyes and groaned when he felt the slick that practically oozed out of you, “I make you feel this good? All from just groping and kissing?” He asked, you whimpered in response as you felt him circle the small bundle of nerves you had read about in one of Namjoon's books.

Jungkook then started to add fingers to the slow, torturous, pleasure he was giving you, making you moan so loud you were grateful you were alone. He continued his ministrations, and you felt yourself tense and tighten until you had come undone, your orgasm hitting you in all the right places and making your toes curl.

Jungkook lathered his dick using your cum, positioning yourself at your entrance. “This might hurt at first, please, tell me if it's too much,” he requested, and all you could do was give a half-assed “yes” as he slowly penetrated your tight walls. And god knows Jungkook had to hold himself back because you were squeezing him so tight.

When he finally was all the way in, he stopped, waiting patiently for you to adjust and make sure you were okay. He kissed your jaw and all over your face in an attempt to relax you.

“You can move,” you shuddered, feeling Jungkook’s lips on yours one more time before he started slowly grinding into you, the remainder of your pain turning into pleasure as his pace picked up, your moans getting louder and louder. “Fuck darling, you're gripping me so tight,” he growled, “so tight, just for me right?” All you could give him was a half-moan, half-mumbled sound that had enough of a confirmation tone for Jungkoon to be satisfied. 

You felt that same tension from earlier, your moans getting pitchy and Jungkook's thrusts getting sloppy, until something snapped, he had taken you over the edge again, and that had taken him over the edge, painting your walls with hot strings of cum.

You didn't realize how foggy the windows had gotten until Jungkook laid on your chest, forcing you to look up at the windows.

“You were amazing darling, are you okay?” He asked, placing a soft kiss on your sternum.

“I am, thank you Kookie,” you laid there in silence after that.

If only things were as good at the crow's nest. The night was so dark, there were more stars than what seemed possible to the lookouts, and the sea was so flat it almost seemed mirror-like.

“I wish the ass that got let go hadn't taken the keys with him, binoculars would be great right about now,” the oldest one said.

They were freezing, every breath they took being visible. The thud and clank of a door made them look beneath them, they saw you and Jungkook sharing what they thought was a heated kiss.

“I bet you they are warmer than us,” the younger of the two started chuckling.

“I mean, I could warm you right up if you wanted me to.”

“I could throw you off this nest if you wanted me to,” the younger quipped.

They both returned their gazes ahead, enough to see a small glimmer breaking through the otherwise dark night. They squinted as best they could when the youngest saw it, “ICEBERG AHEAD” he yelled so loud his lungs burned, ringing the warning bell with fervor.

The whole crew went into a frenzy that somehow went over the passengers heads, the first officer immediately instructed for the ship to turn as quickly as possible, and they were so close.

Passengers had no clue that the shudder they felt wasn't meant to happen, even the passengers further down that felt it more violently didn't really register it. At least not until the water started slowly flooding their cabins. Taehyung, Chris, and Jimin woke up to water up to their ankles, immediately grabbing what they could so they could start heading up to the main deck.

You and Jungkook had seen the whole thing, the slight shadow of the iceberg and its outline, you looked at each other with concern. You ran back to your cabin together so you could warn your mother of the situation. 

But you weren't expecting Namjoon to do what he did.

You were being held back by your mother as Yoongi and Namjoon took turns kicking and beating the man you loved. 

“You wanted to steal from me didn't you Jeon?!” Your fiancé exclaimed, landing a particular hard kick on Jungkook's stomach.

“I didn't steal nothin’!” He yelled back. Yoongi pulled him up, taking him to the door where the Master-at-Arms helped drag him away.

Through this ordeal you kept yelling and screaming, when you were out of your mother's hold you noticed that Yoongi was gone. 

“Why did you do that?!”

“He tried stealing what's mine, the Master-at-Arms is meeting Yoongi in a room further down the ship where he'll be held until we dock,” he fixed his cuffs as he spoke to you.

“He was with me the whole time Namjoon, he didn't steal anything,” you were so angry you had to hold back tears. Namjoon's jaw locked, grabbing Jungkook’s jacket, had he left it there? Or did they take it off him?

Namjoon dipped his hand into one of the pockets, pulling out the pretty necklace that you had on when your lover painted you. You felt dizzy all of the sudden, Jungkook couldn't, he wouldn't steal the very thing he had told you to leave behind.

“He wouldn't do that,” you fought back.

“And who's the Master-at-Arms going to believe, a filthy rat from 3rd class or me?” 

The slap to his cheek was loud, and it had him holding on to his jaw.

“Y/n!” Your mom reprimanded you.

There was a knock on your door, and a steward urged you all to go to the main deck of the ship, handing you all life-jackets. Namjoon practically dragged you up there, “you are going to be quiet, and you will do as I say,” he told you through gritted teeth. You held out hope that you’d see Jungkook again when this was all done.

I'm back!

Sorry this past two weeks were crazy, enjoy the Namjoon au though! 8.5 thousand words of good ol' sexy Namjoon! Coming soon Unsinkable chapter 6 and Jin au!

Unsinkable ||j.jk|| - Chapter 7

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

Warnings: major character death, major maritime disaster, descriptions of panic, child abandonment, alcohol consumption, misunderstanding of character death, ANGST.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Oh Taehyung was in a big predicament now, he didn’t know at what point he and Jimin had been separated, but he was a nervous wreck. He was literally right behind him, when they got away from their room with Chris, when they had run into you and when you and Chris left, he was right behind him as they made it to the main deck, where the hell had he run off to now?

“JIMINIE” he screamed through the hoard of panicked passengers who were doing their best to get on the next lifeboat out of there. Taehyung wanted to find Jimin so they could do the same, maybe he’d wandered off to the area of the ship where they were letting no men board and was helping the women and children get on? Maybe he’d gone back down to help you and Chris find Jungkook? Maybe he’d gone back down all together and decided it’d be better to die at sea? Although Taehyung couldn’t possibly imagine that being something his best friend would do.

Jimin had come from humble beginnings, orphaned and left to his own devices he lived through the system until he was 18, with the little money he’d managed to save he got the first boat out of Busan to London for a fresh start, it was difficult at first, learning a new language and finding work when immigrants were looked down upon often, but Harland and Wolfe had given him a chance. He was part of the crew that had built Titanic, granted Jimin had no experience building ocean liners, but it paid the bills and his tuition at university, where he’d met Taehyung. Finding another Korean felt like a breath of fresh air, and after finding out that Taehyung’s grandfather worked for the same shipyard and was also working on the same ship, it wasn’t long before the older man took Jimin in like one of his own, sharing the small efficiency apartment he’d rented close to the shipyard. Jimin was Taehyung’s brother by all intents and purposes, he couldn’t leave him behind.

He started making his way back down to the same doorway he’d come out of just twenty minutes ago, he was going to find Jimin no matter what, they had promised to be there for each other on this journey, and if Jimin was going to die down there… Well, Taehyung had no choice but to join him.

“Jungkook-ah!” the doe-eyed man looked around, finding Jimin in the crowd of people, was he holding a baby?

“Hyung!” he ran toward him, quickly pulling him in for a hug, once they separated he noticed the man’s eyes were full of tears, “I can’t find Taehyung, we came up here together and then I saw this little one in a corner, left all alone and I couldn’t not go grab him, I couldn’t not help him, and now I can’t find him and I’m scared that we won’t find him in time,” he rambled on as more tears ran down his cheeks, Jungkook looked toward bow of the ship, the door that the fancy car you and him had been in not more than an hour ago completely submerged, if Taehyung went back down, he wouldn’t have taken long to realize there was nowhere to go anymore. “I’m sure we’ll find him hyung, he can’t have gone far,” he reassured him. 

“Yeah, there’s nowhere to go,” Yoongi added, and you elbowed him pretty harshly, “horrible timing,” you simply said. 

“Where were you headed anyway?” you asked the tearful man who had subconsciously started rocking the baby in his arms.

“We heard through the grapevine that the other side of the ship is letting men on the boats once all women and children have boarded, that’s when I saw him,” Jimin looked down at the infant, he was a year old at best, months old at worst, you couldn’t tell because Jimin had wrapped him in his jacket to keep him warm, all you could see was his face.

How could someone leave their child behind? Jimind said he’d been laid down on the floor, in a corner, what if the panicked crowd stepped on him? What if he was kicked and thrown in the ocean? The poor thing would die quickly and so painfully. “Let’s start heading there then,” Chris stated, going the opposite direction of the bow so they could go to the other side of the ship, you walked up to Jimin and gave his arm a reassuring squeeze, “we’ll get out of this and so will Taehyung,” he simply nodded at your words and followed you all.

The scene you found on the other side was a stark difference to where you had come from, the crowd was in a somewhat controlled chaos, with the officers trying their best to load the boats to capacity, even if a few still came up looking empty, they were nothing compared to the other ones you’d seen leave the ship.

“WOMAN AND CHILDREN FIRST,” one of them yelled, Jungkook and Yoongi pushed along, but you refused to get on until all of them could get on.

Unfortunately, that time never came. You hadn’t know how long the boat had been sinking, but the rumble underneath you was a sign that it wasn’t going to be there much longer, “Jimin you go, you have the baby, we will find you late,” Yoongi said authoritatively, the younger still looked terrified and upset, the tears had started to come back as he was urged into the boat. “Please, let Tae know when you find him how sorry I am for not telling him to wait,” Jimin hiccuped as the boat was lowered.

Jungkook turn toward you, taking off his life jacket and placing it on you, he must’ve seen the terror in your face, he cupped your cheek with his hand, rubbing it with his thumb, “just in case darling, I can handle paddling for while, I want to make sure you have extra support.” The rumbling came back just as the boat Jimin was in started to row away, Yoongi and Jungkook steadied you whilst Chris looked at the ground he’d been standing on start to rip apart, the lights flickering off entirely now, all you heard was screams, one particularly close to you.

“MOVE-” was the last thing you heard Chris yell, before you couldn’t see him anymore, you did see the sparks, realizing that the ship split in half, you felt Jungkook’s hold on you tightened as he screamed bloody murder, his best friend was gone, you brought your hand up to your mouth to drown out your own sobs. Tears poured out of his eyes furiously, Yoongi started moving you up towards the tip of the stern, “we need to find something to hold onto before this goes down!” Jungkook reluctantly followed, and now he thought of Taehyung, what if he was also killed by the ship breaking? Jimin would be inconsolable, even more so if he’d seen it happen.

However, you found Taehyung, inconsolable, holding onto the rail at the top of the stern, passing a flask to a man wearing a cook’s uniform. “Jungkook-ah!” he sounded cheerful, almost as if they weren’t in their current situation, “have you met the head baker? He’s been sharing the flask of whiskey with me,” his words were so slurred together, it took a lot of your concentration to understand what he was saying.

“Jimin was so worried about you, and you were getting drunk?” Yoongi was exasperated, was this guy serious? Taehyung’s eyes widened at the mention of his best friend. “Jimin is okay?” It felt like the world was quiet all the sudden, “I thought he died, I went down to look for him but there was too much water, and when I came back I heard a Korean passenger was shot and killed and I-”

Everyone looked at Taehyung with sorrow, “yes, he was at the main deck the whole time, he found a baby all by himself and couldn’t leave him be,” Yoongi explained, a bit less harsh this time, his voice wavered after the mention of his best friend’s death, “he was able to get on a lifeboat with the baby.” Taehyung looked down, a small hum coming from his lips, “he’s always talked about wanting to adopt you know, he wants to give his future kids everything he didn’t get,” the man who usually had a boxy smile adorning his face was all serious now, “we have to make it out, I can’t die and leave him all alone.”

Everyone was in agreement, as the stern slowly tipped up and made its final plunge, you thought it the water was getting closer way faster than you’d imagined. “Hold your breath!” was the last thing you heard someone say before you were pulled underwater.