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Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
16 Apr 2017
Seokjin has done this routine before, but it never fails to make him uneasy anyway. Idol life has been good to him. It's been better to others but it's been good enough to him, as long as he doesn't slip up or make mistakes. There's a weight on his shoulders, being the silent backbone of their group.
Being an idol isn't as glamorous as one would believe. Kaito is a disgraced idol currently out of the public eye, forced to repair his image. Enter Miku, the hopeful new recruit with a genuine love for music and dance. This fic takes the style of of strict Korean entertainment industries and applies it to Japanese pop with Vocaloids as the stars. It will follow numerous characters as they struggle with fame, forbidden romance, impossible standards, public appearance, the press, and pleasing insane fans.
Originally posted on my FanFiction account
Hazuki Nagisa always wanted to be a school idol, she wanted to shine like the women she saw on the TV. She wanted to connect with an audience like the women on the TV seemed to speak to only her. She wanted it so badly. So so badly.
On the second day of High School, in the wake of the First Years of Muse's graduation from Otonokizaka, Nagisa found her dreams ignited in a chance encounter with her senpai on the stairs.
THE BUSAN BUTCHER STRIKES AGAIN
“You moved from Busan just in time, Jungkookie,” Hobi assures, gaze drifting over to the youngest. “Since that serial killer guy is on the loose there.”
“Serial killer? My mom hasn't mentioned anything about that.” Jimin swishes around the soju in his glass.
“Yeah, five bodies in the last year. All of them decapitated. They gave him a catchy English name… The uh, Busan Badguy? The Busan…”
“The Busan Butcher” comes Jungkook’s steely correction, his long fingers gripping the liquor bottle in his hands exceptionally tight.
Jimin can't help but remember the night he saw those fingers coated in blood. His gaze wanders up to Jungkook’s face and the younger stares right back, eyes like tar.
Jimin is playing with a fire he doesn't know how to put out.
Struggling idol hopeful Park Jimin finds himself being blackmailed by a fellow trainee. Just when life can't get anymore hellish, two new faces from Busan threaten his sanity. One, a new vocal teacher with a deep voice and a silver tongue, and the other, a sweet-faced teen with a gaze so dark it's almost…. murderous.