#bts wings

so. about BTS wings. i, personally as a queer teenager, think it can be perceived as a queer metaphor (not to see that it is).

An SCP Jimin x Reader Fanfiction

Synopsis They told her never to look at him. SCP-595P, Park Jimin, is harmless, compliant…safe. As long as the blindfold stays on. Because the moment you meet his eyes, reality fractures. And whatever he shows you…most never come back from it. Dr. (L/N) knows the rules. She enforces them. So why does she find herself lingering a little too long? Standing a little too close? Wanting, just once, to see what everyone else was so afraid of? Jimin can't see her. Not really. But somehow… he notices everything. And the more time she spends with him, the more dangerous the line between curiosity and desire becomes. Because some things aren't meant to be seen. And some people aren't meant to be loved.

⟡ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

⟡ Genre: Sci-fi, SCP-AU, psychological horror(ish), mystery, angst, suggestive, yandere-ish, fantasy

⟡ Warning/Tags: Fem! reader, mature, blood, death, manipulation, reader is kind of a hardass, blindfolded Jimin..., familial trauma, religious themes, biting, deep kisses.

Chapter Index

⟡ 1. Object Permanence

⟡ 2. Just An Apple

⟡ 3. My Eve

⟡ 4. The Betrayal

with which I no longer wanted to have

anything to do

wings taejin absolutely nobody asked for

woah im on my bangtan grind 😂✌️ im hoping to do hobi bday art (sope?… emo yoongi and sowoozoo hobi), namjin, jikook, and ot7 sanrio when im free

havent done bbs but that’s in the works which may be an idol!au

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"if you want, you can fly higher."

haikyuu will always have such a strong hold on me, i remember watching it as a kid and how much it made me feel when i was numb and didn't feel anything. it made me want to be and exist and everything. it made me want to experience. it made me want to live when i was too afraid to.

and bts are always going to be my favorite music artists. my sister introduced them to me when i was eleven and i vividly remember staying up late looking at her albums and listening to the music. i remember her eucalyptus lotion she would share with me and now i can't smell eucalyptus without thinking about those nights. i remember sobbing my heart out to louder than bombs even tho i didn't know the words, the music made me feel.