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[mybelovedwoo]

Long Journey - Chapter 7: Reckoning Waves

Life hurts a lot, that's just how it is. At least that is what Destiny thought, living a life where living hurts more than dying. But one day everything changes when an unexpected guest appears. What does this long journey hide behind? Will it be worth it to be alive again?

"Sailors tell stories, Pirates make legends!"

ateez pirate au, fluff, angst, smut

??? x named reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: violence, fighting, guns and weaponry, blood injuries, trauma, smut, sa, pa, abuse specific to this chapter: depression, trauma

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Destiny stood on the deck of the ship, her sword cutting through the air with precision under Seonghwa's watchful eye. The rhythmic sound of steel slicing through the air was the only sound that kept her grounded amidst the turmoil inside her. Every strike, every parry was an outlet for the storm of emotions raging within her since witnessing the hanging.

"Good," Seonghwa's voice broke through her concentration, his tone a mix of approval and concern. "Your technique is improving."

Before Destiny could respond, the familiar sound of footsteps drew near. She glanced over her shoulder to see San approaching with his characteristic Cheshire cat smile, dimples deepening as he caught her eye. Despite her inner turmoil, she couldn't help but notice how effortlessly charming he was, though she made sure her demeanor remained cool and distant.

"Practicing without me, Destiny?" San's voice carried a teasing note, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Destiny tightened her grip on the sword, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "What do you want, San?"

San leaned casually against the railing, unfazed by her curt tone. "Just checking in on my favorite swordsman in the making. And perhaps to see if you've cooled off a bit."

"Right," Destiny muttered, turning her attention back to Seonghwa, silently urging him to continue their training.

Seonghwa, sensing the tension, excused himself with a nod. "I'll leave you two to it."

Once Seonghwa was out of earshot, San stepped closer to Destiny, his expression serious now. "Look, I know you're mad at me for not telling you everything. But there's something important I need your help with."

Destiny glanced at him warily, her guard still up. "What is it?"

San hesitated for a moment, searching her eyes. "It's Wooyoung. He's been holed up in his room ever since..."

"Ever since he killed my father," Destiny finished, her voice barely above a whisper. The memories of that night were still fresh, the pain raw.

"He blames himself," San continued softly. "Thinks you hate him."

A pang of guilt shot through Destiny's heart. She remembered Wooyoung's desperate act to save her life, the sacrifice he made. It was a truth that haunted both of them.

"I don't hate him," Destiny murmured, more to herself than to San. "He saved me."

San nodded, his eyes gentle. "He needs to hear that from you, Destiny. He needs to know he's not alone in this."

Destiny looked away, her gaze drifting over the restless sea. She understood Wooyoung's turmoil, the weight of their shared guilt and loss.

"I'll talk to him," Destiny finally said, her voice steady. "But not because you asked."

San smiled softly, a warmth in his eyes. "Fair enough. Thank you, Destiny."

As Destiny turned to leave, she felt a sense of determination settle within her. She needed to confront her own demons and help Wooyoung find his way back from the darkness that threatened to consume him.

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Destiny stood outside Wooyoung's cabin door, the wood weathered and worn from the sea spray. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation she knew they both needed. Knocking softly, she waited for a response, her heart beating faster with each passing second.

"Go away," Wooyoung's voice, muffled and strained, came through the door.

Ignoring his plea, Destiny pushed the door open slowly. The room was dimly lit by a solitary lantern, casting shadows that danced across the walls. Wooyoung sat on the edge of his bunk, his back to her, shoulders slumped with defeat.

"I'm not leaving, Wooyoung," Destiny said firmly as she stepped inside, letting the door close behind her.

"San told me you've been in here since... that night," Destiny began, choosing her words carefully. "He said you blame yourself."

Wooyoung didn't turn to face her, his silence stretching between them like an ocean of unspoken words. Destiny sensed his turmoil, the weight of guilt and regret that plagued him. She knew this wasn't just about her father's death-it was about what drove him to that fateful act, about the darkness that had consumed him that night.

"He wanted to hurt you," Wooyoung finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "He was going to... I couldn't let him."

Destiny felt a chill run down her spine, a mix of emotions swirling within her. Her father, the man who had raised her, now a source of fear and danger. She lived with this feeling for years, but hearing from someone else felt more painful. Wooyoung's words pierced through her, tearing down the last vestiges of illusion she had held onto.

"You saved me," Destiny murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I didn't know..."

Wooyoung shook his head, finally turning to meet her gaze. "I didn't know either. I didn't want this to happen, but..."

"But you did what you had to do," Destiny finished for him, her heart aching with understanding. "For that night, for saving me, thank you."

Wooyoung's eyes softened, the weight on his shoulders visibly easing. "I thought you hated me. For taking him from you. For leaving you alone"

"I could never hate you for that," Destiny replied, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "I was lost in my own grief, but now I see... You're not alone in this."

They sat together in the dim light of the cabin, their shared pain bridging the gap between them. Destiny knew that healing would take time, for both of them. But in that moment, a flicker of hope ignited-a belief that they could find redemption, together.

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Leaving Wooyoung's cabin, Destiny stepped into the narrow corridor of the ship. Her mind was still reeling from the emotional exchange with Wooyoung, the weight of his confession lingering heavily in her thoughts. As she navigated the dimly lit passageway, she bumped into Yunho, the navigator, who was heading towards the same direction.

"Destiny," Yunho greeted her softly, his gaze carrying a mix of concern and curiosity. "Did you speak with Wooyoung?"

Destiny nodded slowly, unable to hide the emotions that still tugged at her heart. "Yes, I did. He... he told me everything."

Yunho's expression softened, his eyes reflecting empathy. "He must be struggling with it. Wooyoung has always been the purest soul among us, full of joy and laughter. To see him like this... it's difficult. For everyone."

"I didn't know," Destiny murmured, her voice filled with remorse. "I didn't know what he carried inside. I should've come here and talked with him sooner."

"We all have our demons," Yunho said quietly, his voice tinged with sadness. "But for Wooyoung, this was his first time. It wasn't an easy choice for him, but he did it to save you. You must mean a great deal to him."

Destiny's thoughts raced as she processed Yunho's words. The realization that each member of this crew harbored a dark past unsettled her. What kind of lives had they lived before this ship? Were they all capable of such acts? Could she trust them, or was she in danger among these men?

As they stood in the corridor, Destiny's mind churned with questions. She glanced at Yunho, whose expression remained solemn yet reassuring. Despite the shadows that surrounded them, there was a flicker of solidarity among the crew-an unspoken bond forged by shared struggles and sacrifices.

"Thank you, Yunho," Destiny finally spoke, her voice steady but tinged with uncertainty. "For letting me know."

Yunho nodded gently. "Take care, Destiny. We're all in this together."

With those words hanging in the air, Destiny watched Yunho continue down the corridor, disappearing into the shadows. She lingered for a moment longer, grappling with the weight of newfound knowledge. As she made her way back to her quarters, the ship's movements beneath her feet felt like a reminder of the uncertain waters ahead-both literal and metaphorical.

-

Night had fallen over the ship, cloaking it in shadows broken only by the soft glow of lanterns swaying in the brisk ocean breeze. Tomorrow, they would arrive at Port Royal-a thought that weighed heavily on Destiny's mind, keeping sleep at bay. Restless and consumed by her thoughts, Destiny slipped out of her quarters into the misty night.

The rain poured relentlessly, drumming a steady rhythm against the ship's deck. Undeterred by the downpour, Destiny found solace in the repetitive movements of her sword practice. Each slice and thrust cut through the air with precision, the cold raindrops mingling with her sweat as she honed her skills under the unforgiving night sky.

From the captain's cabin, Hongjoong and Seonghwa emerged, their voices hushed in conversation. They paused as they caught sight of Destiny in the distance, her figure illuminated by the lanterns, dancing with shadows in the rain.

Hongjoong squinted through the darkness, his brow furrowing in concern. "What is she doing out there at this hour, in this weather?"

Seonghwa's eyes remained fixed on Destiny, a hint of admiration flickering in his gaze. "She's practicing."

"In the rain?" Hongjoong's incredulity was evident, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and concern.

Seonghwa nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "She's determined, Hongjoong. She has a fire in her that we didn't fully know about until now."

Hongjoong watched Destiny's silhouette move with grace and determination, the sword slicing through the rain as if challenging the elements themselves. "She's been through a lot," he murmured, more to himself than to Seonghwa.

Seonghwa's gaze softened as he observed Destiny's relentless practice. "We all have our reasons for being here," he said quietly. "But she... she's proving herself in ways I hadn't expected. She's learning fast, really fast."

Destiny's movements were steady and deliberate, each strike a testament to her resolve. She had come aboard this ship seeking answers and redemption, but with each passing day, she was proving to herself and to others that she was more than her past.

As Hongjoong and Seonghwa continued to watch in silence, Destiny's presence on the deck seemed to fill the night with a quiet determination. The rain continued to fall, a relentless companion to her solitary practice, yet she persisted, her spirit unyielding in the face of adversity.

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[jyvnho]

⌕ ⋮  ateez’ reaction to being caught in an intimate moment (gn friendly)

✘ seonghwa

the moment hongjoong walks in on seonghwa basically plowing you into another universe, seonghwa is yelling bloody murder — seonghwa is possessive, so having someone else see you in such a compromising position makes him nuts (hongjoong may or may not be bruised from having things thrown at him)

✘ hongjoong

if you thought seonghwa was scary, you’ve never seen how mad hongjoong gets at yunho when the tall boy stares stunned at the sight of you tied down to the bed with hongjoong lingering on top of you — hongjoong throws every curse, threat, or word you can think of at yunho (the boy struggles for the next week as hongjoong makes his life a living hell since he hadn’t knocked before coming into his room)

✘ yunho

while he can be seen as scary in the moment, yunho is more defensive than anything else — he doesn’t care about how much of his body the boys see, but he is up on his feet in an instant (remembering to block your body from sight) as he tries to shoo yeosang out of the room (he’d have to have a talk with the boys about knocking or a way to let each other know when they have a significant other over

✘ yeosang

not verbally aggressive with san when he walks in without knocking, but he is physically aggressive without doing much damage — he’ll manhandle san like it’s nothing in order to get the wide-eyed boy away from you (if san were to try and crack jokes about it, atiny would see how distant and short-tempered yeosang has become with san quickly)

✘ san

while of course, he’s a little mad at the invasion of privacy, as long as you’re covered away from mingi’s intrusion, then he doesn’t really stop — he’ll slow down enough so he can properly tell mingi to leave, but he’s not stopping until both he and you come

✘ mingi

yeah no — mingi’s loud, for the most part open, and doesn’t mind being affectionate with you in front of the boys, but when he’s in the bedroom with you, being walked in on is an absolute nightmare for him. the moment he hears wooyoung teasing the pair of you and calling for the other boys, mingi is getting ready to curl up into a grave — then and there the session stops

✘ wooyoung

honestly, if you’re dating wooyoung, things like this happen quite often because he’s not slick about it whatsoever — wooyoung has been caught by each one of the boys numerous times (either with his dick actually in you or him going down on you and vice versa) so wooyoung doesn’t pay any mind to the disgusted groan jongho lets out, nor does he listen for the sound of the door slamming

✘ jongho

never in his life would he leave ateez… but when seonghwa walks in on him in you in an intimate position, he’s thinking about what to say to their ceo about resigning from the company — jongho hates to have his private matters be seen by others, especially someone such as seonghwa (jongho just lays on you and covers the two of you up with a blanket as his soul leaves his body)

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[misosanie]

Choi san as ur past lover

pov : ur reminiscing.

[ Inspired by the song double take by dhruv & Lover Of Mine by 5 Seconds of Summer ]

2:17 am

Late night dates, walking past the street lamps, you’re smiling, almost blushing about something i said, our hands interlocked, you suddenly stop, take my face in ur hands, moonlight upon us, u promise me.

u promise to never let go. that in this moment i’m ur everything, you’ll cross all the oceans in the world for me, bring stars to me, that ur so glad we crossed paths in this life.

i smile, tell u “i love u silly, now stop ur embarrassing me” looking in his eyes, so beautiful so astronomical, i’m thinking to myself, i see all my world in u. i’m just thinking all that when u suddenly leans in and kiss me.

It’s sweet, laced w all the love u feel for me in the moment, i kiss u back w all the same love i feel for u, cuz even if i struggle w words, they never seem to convey the things i actually want to, i want u to know how much u mean to me I’m determined to let u know all the love i carry for u in this silly little heart of mine that only seems beat for u.

Taking ur hands in mine, i first get all embarrassed cuz it’s not me who’s good w initiating moments like these you look at me w ur lovely mocking eyes as i try to form the words i wanna tell u.

All embarrassed and my face all red , i start laughing my eyes squinting, “i hate u san” pouting i say to u “ur an asshole.”

He laughs so adorably i look at him and he kisses my forehead.

We head home but san doesn’t wanna go yet, he asks to come over to his place, that we’ll make coffee and stuff and we can have this night to us tonight “now can’t we?” he says.

how could i refuse when ur looking at me like that and we head to ur place, in ur home’s direction. We reach within a few mins and ur unlocking the door.

We remove our boots and ur hanging our coats on the stand when u suddenly take me into ur arms and head in.

i’m laughing and telling u to let go but u don’t wanna listen ofcourse cause,

when do u ever do, my love?

You ask me, “where do u wanna go love?” We can head into the kitchen and do as we planned or we could head into my room, it would be ten times lovelier i promise” you say. I’m smiling so hard cause ur just so cute, i can never get enough of u.

obviously we head to ur bedroom and do not turn on any lights, kissing all the way, we turn off even the lamp at ur bedstand and the rest is one moment i refuse to ever forget about.

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[lunateez]

Huh.... San....

[wordstro]

[10:10 PM]

your eyes are glued on the television, even though you had lost your interest in the movie a long while ago. probably the exact moment your roommate’s bedroom door clicked shut behind him and his guest. probably the exact moment loud music spilled out from under the door and you caught yourself before you could think too far into what was happening in there. there was just too much to unpack there and your heart felt as if it was in a vice-like grip. too much, you found yourself repeating to yourself, like a mantra, or maybe even like a prayer. you never used to pray, not until you met him, not until you found a reason to wish for peace of mind.

you were adamant, though, about remaining on the couch, because this is your apartment too and he couldn’t just bring hook-ups in and out as he pleased. at least not without warning you. this was the third time he’s done this.

you keep your eyes on the television as you vaguely catch him muttering his goodbyes, hear him shut the door behind his guest before shuffling into the kitchen. 

you are tired, you realize, and your chest feels tight. but you stay, even as the couch dips next to you. slowly, you glance sideways at him, raising a brow, scowling at him. 

“are you ever going to give me a warning before you bring people over?” you hiss, frown only deepening at him. 

choi san hums softly, a noncommittal sound slipping from his lips, his hair sticking up in all kinds of directions. there is a softness to him you are never ever prepared for, especially not in these circumstances. he’s focused on the fruit in his hand - a clementine - peeling it carefully, his gaze occasionally flickering up to the television, seemingly absorbed in whatever you’re watching. his dimples are on full display and you find that you are staring for a bit longer than you should be. 

you turn back to the television, allowing the silence to settle, allowing it to blanket over the two of you, allowing yourself to ignore it, for your sanity. 

but then, he nudges your side. you can’t help but look up. he nudges a couple slices of the clementine into your fingers, without ever tearing his eyes off the screen. there’s something almost intimate there, something so comforting, about the way he casually hands you every other slice of his clementine, how his knee is just barely touching yours, how there’s still a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. 

the sweetness of the fruit bursts on your tongue, and you think it’s always sweeter whenever San shares them with you. he shrugs, murmurs, “does it really bother you that much?”

you want to say yes it does. yes, yes, yes. the tightness in your chest only grows worse. instead, you say, “it’s just awkward, san.”

san’s smile drops, for just a moment. the clementine is nothing but bright orange peels in his hands, too bright against their surroundings, like a withering flame, dying, dying, dying. then he sighs, drops his head back against the couch, staring sideways at you, eyes strange. he says, “i’m sorry. won’t do it again. i’ll stop.”

and, somehow, you think he isn’t just talking about bringing his hook-ups home unannounced. somehow, you think you see resignation in his eyes. his eyes are different, changed.

(only later do you understand that look, when he is cutting up a pear into neat little pieces and he doesn’t hand you every other slice, instead placing them in the bowl and handing you the bowl after he’s done. distance, you realize later, with a pang. it is distance.)

[moonlightjeno]

somebody help me n my idecisive ass 🙃 so im writmg for ateez now, bc theyve taken over my being, and have tow ideas. please help me out, if ya want. so shoot me an ask on which one you prefer?

choreographer wooyoung! au

the world seems to stop the moment the strings play through the speakers. it seems to stop and move in slow motions when you begin the routine. it stops when you reach the stage, light panning down. you swear the world pulls everything apart when your agent asks you to choreograph, with a certain black haired boy, whose gaze makes the world spin, and blood boil. you know the world spins, because everyday you spend with him, marks another flutter.

or

san/wooyoung rockband au!

your brother was in a band. which truly he had no right to be in because it wasn’t like they played anywhere outside your home garage. well at least that’s what you think, until you help them rehearse one day and the video goes viral, it doesn’t help that your crush is the bassist and the world seems to oull you too together. that is until the world pulls everything apart, and it seems that nothing will ever return to the loud vinyls and flimsy cassettes.

[myonlyaurora]

[12.59AM💞]

HOME

Genre : Fluff

Characters : San x reader

Credits : @mercury

Reader’s POV

“Why are you here Y/N? You shouldn’t be here ,come on ,I’ll bring you home” San grabbed my wrist before leading me out towards his motorcycle and away from the blasting music.

He started the ignition with one hand while the other held a helmet ,motioning for me to take it. When I didn’t ,he looked over towards me.

“I don’t want to go back there” I pleaded. “It’s not even home!”

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/N ,that’s your home! Are you drunk?”. He tried to put the helmet on me but I dodged.

“Home is where you feel the safest and most comfortable. Home is where you can truly be yourself ,a place where you can let your emotions run free. A place where you can cry without having to hide within the damn fucking four walls of your bathroom!” I screamed out the last part ,tears gathering at the corner of my eyes. I looked away and closed my eyes ,not wanting him to see me cry. I was just so desperate to get away from that place. It was slowly tearing me apart inside. I didn’t know how long more before I would reach my breaking point ,but I knew it wouldn’t be long.

“Look at me”. I refused.

He turned my head towards his.

“Open your eyes”. His thumb swiped across my cheek ,wiping away a tear drop that had managed to escape through my tightly shut eyelids.

“It’s ok ,open your eyes ,look at me.” I opened my eyes slowly ,meeting his warm brown eyes. I could only feel more tears forming.

“Shhh ,it’s alright ,let it out” he whispered ,hugging me tightly ,my head resting against his chest.

“Where do you want to go then?” he asked softly after I became calmer. I just shook my head in response.

He pushed me slightly away from him ,wiping away my tears before lowering his body ,eyes coming down to meet mine.

“I’ll bring you to this secret place of mine alright? But you can’t ever tell anyone about it. Promise?” I nodded my head before linking pinkies with him. He smiled at that action ,his dimples forming while his eyes twinkled like the stars in the night sky. I smiled back slightly in response.

We arrived at what seemed to be an abandoned two-storey-building ,built on the outskirts of a very quiet neighbourhood. I looked around but there was not a single soul in sight. “San...are you sure we’re at the right place?”. I was feeling pretty uneasy. The streets were dark ,the lights were barely illuminating any light and there wasn’t any buildings in sight.

“Yep ,you’re questioning a person who comes here almost every week. Just follow me.” He walked along the building before disappearing behind it. I quickly followed suit ,not wanting to be left alone in the dark streets. When I got to the back of the building ,I saw San smirking while leaning against what seemed to be a ladder. San pushes himself off the wall before bowing down ,both hands gesturing towards the ladder.

“Milady” he tried to fake a french accent but failed miserably. I let out a laugh at his antics. I decided to play along with him and curtsied back before climbing up the ladder.

The sight I was met with knocked the breath out of me.. An open field surrounding us with the wind blowing and so many dazzling stars in the dark night sky. It was simply breathtaking. There was nothing obstructing the view unlike back at where we lived. I looked around ,absorbing the view around me. I felt a pair of warm arms slip around my waist before I was pulled backwards into a warm chest , a chin resting on my shoulder.

“It’s nice isn’t it?”

“Yeah...it really is...” I breathed out. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” I asked turning around to face him ,hands automatically going around his neck.

“You have. Many times actually.” he laughed. He looked so ethereal in that moment. The moonlight reflecting against his features ,the wind blowing his hair backwards as his eyes twinkled with happiness. I wanted to capture this image of him in my mind.

“I love you too...so much more than the stars in the night sky...” he leaned his forehead against mine. “but...you haven’t told me...why me? Why did you fall for someone like me? Someone whom everyone has given up on. I have nothing in my name...I’m not one of the top students in school ,mothers tell their kids to stay away from kids like me ,heck even teachers groan in frustration when they see my name in their class list...so why me?”. His eyes held a bit of sadness and longing behind the happiness.

I brought my hand down to caress his cheek gently. He nuzzled his cheek against my hand while his eyes closed.

“Because...” I started. “People only see what you are on the outside...not what you are on the inside...You may look all mean ,and badass on the outside ,but you’re kind-hearted and understanding on the inside. You’re far from being bad and mean. It’s just that people are too shallow to see what you are on the inside.”

His eyes opened ,the moonlight reflecting against his teary eyes as he smiled.

“Do you know when I fell for you? I fell for you back when we first met at the park. I was sitting on the bench ,staring blankly into space when you approached me. Most people would have just walked by...And then you asked if everything was alright. Even though I said I was fine and smiled ,you managed to see through the facade I had put on. Most people would have just accepted my answer and moved on...but you...you stared into my eyes as if you were looking right into my very soul...and you saw the pain in them. You hugged me...telling me that everything would be fine ,that you’ll always be there for me. Tell me ,which person who hardly talks to you ,would do that. And that...that was what made me fall for you. You were able to see through me ,you gave me comfort when no one else did...and the best part was? I was able to cry in front of you without feeling embarrassed or anything. You make me feel safe Choi San. You make me feel comfortable whenever I’m with you. And that’s all that really matters to me....You may not have riches or own anything others find worth...but I don’t care because...you are all I’ll ever need...”

Tears were falling out of both our eyes. Our emotions completely bared to each other. We could only stare at each other ,thankful towards our lucky stars for giving us each other.

“You’re my home San...and you’ll always be my home.” I whispered before connecting both our lips.

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[jaehyunsparadise]

💌🍑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 & 𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎💌🍑

[mybelovedwoo]

Long Journey - Chapter 6: Storm and Secrets

Life hurts a lot, that's just how it is. At least that is what Destiny thought, living a life where living hurts more than dying. But one day everything changes when an unexpected guest appears. What does this long journey hide behind? Will it be worth it to be alive again?

"Sailors tell stories, Pirates make legends!"

ateez pirate au, fluff, angst, smut

??? x named reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: violence, fighting, guns and weaponry, blood injuries, trauma, smut, sa, pa, abuse specific to this chapter: depression, trauma, swords

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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the deck of the Treasure. Destiny stood at the ship's railing, her mind racing with San's admission echoing in her ears. Pirates. She was aboard a pirate ship. The reality of her situation struck her like a wave crashing against the hull, leaving her breathless.

San approached her cautiously. "Destiny, are you alright?"

She turned to him, eyes blazing. "You lied to me. All of you lied to me."

San sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We did it to protect you. If anyone found out what we really are, you'd be in even more danger."

"More danger than running from the Royal Navy?" she shot back.

He had no answer for that. The tension between them was palpable, a storm brewing just beneath the surface.

Captain Hongjoong, the enigmatic leader of the crew, strode over. "Destiny, I understand this is a lot to take in. But know this: we are not the monsters the world makes us out to be."

"Then what are you?" she demanded. "Thieves? Murderers?"

"We are survivors," Hongjoong said quietly. "And now, so are you."

Destiny's anger simmered. She knew she had no choice but to stay with them, at least for now. She had nowhere else to go. But she was determined to uncover the truth about these men and their motives.

Hongjoong studied her for a moment, then nodded. "Seonghwa, take her to the quarters. She needs rest."

As Seonghwa led her away, Destiny glanced back at Hongjoong, suspicion growing in her heart. She would find out the truth, no matter the cost.

-

In her cabin, Destiny threw herself onto the small cot, tears streaming down her face. The weight of her father's death, the loss of her maid, and the revelation about the crew pressed heavily on her. She felt utterly alone.

A soft knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Before she could respond, the door creaked open and Jongho stepped inside. His tall frame filled the doorway, but he wore a gentle smile.

"Hey," he said, closing the door behind him. "Thought I'd check on you."

Destiny wiped her eyes quickly and sat up. "Jongho. I haven't seen you since... since the accident. I'm glad you're alright."

He grinned, showing off his teeth. "Thanks to you. I'm much tougher than you think, you know."

She managed a small smile. "I don't doubt that."

He sat down on the edge of her cot, studying her with a mixture of concern and amusement. "So, how are you holding up?"

Destiny shrugged. "I've had better days. It's a lot to process."

"I bet," Jongho said, nodding. "But, you know, we're not all bad. We're just trying to survive, like everyone else."

"Surviving by being pirates," she muttered.

Jongho chuckled. "Well, when you put it that way... But seriously, Destiny, give us a chance. We're heading to Port Royal next. Until then, you could stay with us, help out a bit. Be our healer."

"Healer?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. You saved my life, remember? You have a knack for it. Plus, it'll give you something to do other than brood in here."

Destiny couldn't help but smile at his bluntness. "I suppose I could use the practice."

"That's the spirit!" Jongho said, patting her on the shoulder. "Just hang in there until Port Royal. Who knows, you might even start to like us."

She rolled her eyes but felt a flicker of warmth at his words. "Don't push your luck."

Jongho stood up, a playful glint in his eye. "Wouldn't dream of it. Get some rest. We have a long journey ahead."

As he left, Destiny felt a small measure of comfort. Jongho's visit had been a welcome distraction, and his suggestion made sense. She could keep busy, help the crew, and then she can leave when they arrive at Port Royal.

-

The next morning, Destiny was awakened by a knock on her cabin door. Seonghwa stood outside, his expression serious but kind.

"Captain Hongjoong wants to see you," he said.

Destiny nodded, following him to the captain's quarters. Her heart pounded in her chest, uncertain of what to expect.

Hongjoong was seated behind a large wooden desk, maps and charts spread out before him. He looked up as they entered, a warm smile crossing his face.

"Good morning, Destiny," he greeted. "Please, have a seat."

She sat down, glancing nervously at Seonghwa, who stood by the door.

"I heard you accepted the offer to be our healer for now," Hongjoong began. "And I wanted to personally thank you for that. It's not an easy task, but it's an important one."

He stood and walked over to a small door at the side of his cabin. "I've arranged a special cabin for you, equipped with everything you'll need for healing. Follow me."

Destiny followed him, curiosity piqued. He led her to a small, well-lit cabin filled with herbs, bandages, and various medical instruments. A sturdy table sat in the center, ready for use.

"This is wonderful," she said, genuinely impressed.

Hongjoong nodded. "I hope it helps. But there's something else we need to discuss. We're heading to Port Royal, the city of pirates. It's a dangerous place, filled with pirates who are not as... accommodating as we are."

Destiny felt a shiver run down her spine. "Why are we going there?"

Hongjoong's expression turned serious. "We have business there. But know this: it's a place where you'll need to be on your guard at all times. If you don't want to die, you'll need to learn to defend yourself."

He glanced at Seonghwa. "Seonghwa here is an excellent swordsman. He'll teach you how to use a sword first."

Seonghwa stepped forward, offering a reassuring smile. "We'll start with the basics and work our way up. You'll be able to defend yourself in no time."

Destiny took a deep breath, feeling the weight of her new reality settle in. "Alright. I'm ready to learn."

Hongjoong placed a hand on her shoulder. "Remember, Destiny, we are a crew. We look out for each other. And I promise you, as long as you're with us, we'll do everything we can to keep you safe."

Destiny nodded, a small spark of determination igniting within her. She still had her doubts, but for now, she would trust them. She would learn their ways, become stronger, and perhaps find her own path in this dangerous new world.

That afternoon, Seonghwa began her training. He handed her a sword, its weight unfamiliar in her hands. "First lesson," he said, "always keep your guard up."

Hours passed as Seonghwa patiently taught her the basics of sword fighting. Destiny struggled at first, her movements clumsy and uncoordinated. But Seonghwa's calm instruction and encouragement helped her improve, little by little.

As the sun set and the training session ended, Destiny wiped the sweat from her brow, exhaustion tugging at her muscles. "This is harder than I thought," she admitted.

Seonghwa chuckled. "It gets easier with practice. You're doing well for a beginner."

"Thanks," she said, feeling a small sense of accomplishment. "I just hope I can learn fast enough."

"You will," Seonghwa assured her. "And remember, we're here to help."

As she returned to her cabin, Destiny couldn't shake the feeling that the crew was hiding something from her. Their mysterious business in Port Royal, their insistence on teaching her to fight—it all seemed too coincidental. She resolved to keep her eyes and ears open, to uncover whatever secrets they were keeping.

For now, she would bide her time, learn their ways, and perhaps find her own path to understanding and acceptance. The adventure was just beginning, and Destiny was determined to see it through to the end.

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note: I hope you like the new chapters, I'm trying out a new narrative of this story as I didn't really like the last one. I hope you'll like where this story goes. Tell me all your thoughts <3

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[luvmingis]

YALL IM IN TEARS AKDHSJF ATEEZ RELEASED THEIR TRACKLIST AND THEIR ICONIC SONG FROM IS ON IT!!!! THEY FINALLY GAVE HER WHAT SHE DESERVED!!!! AND YES IM CRYING AS IM STREAMING THE MV FOR IT AND YES IM STILL SALTY THAT KQ ENT DID US LIKE THAT BY TELLING US JUNYOUNG WOULDNT STAY IN THE GROUP AND YES IM CRYING OVER IT BEING ATEEZ’S FIRST CB SOMEONE PLEASE COME CRY WITH ME

[lovexdejun]

❤️ATEEZ BOYFRIEND SERIES❤️

-[😁] Mingi (pt.2)

>>(find pt.1 in my bio/ateez masterlist)

>>no warnings

>>requested by @hidenbarrista

•a lot of playful arguments

•him putting you in headlocks and ruffling your hair

•lots and lots of sneak attack hugs

•most of them involving you jumping on his back and smothering his cheeks w kisses

•he’s rly hot without realizing it

•you’ll tell him to stand still when he’s lookin fine and it confuses the heck out of him because he thought he looked busted

•a lot of secretly staring at each other

•because wOW how did u both get so lucky

•he takes a lot of videos of you because he likes to watch them when he misses you

•you’re always taking off guard pics of him because he looks the best when he’s not trying

•plus he never lets you take pics of him willingly

•soMETimEs he’ll let you pull him into the frame when ur taking a selfie

•on your days off you’ll both just lay in bed n you’ll make him tell you stories for hours

•because his voice

•is just

•like ya know

•nice

•y’all will most likely end up married

•but if not, a break up definitely won’t mess up your friendship

•you just love each other to much to hate each other under any circumstance

•i classify mingi w the soft, lazy, and responsible relationship lines

•honestly y’all are like the parents of the group or the babies no in between

•to finish

•IF YOU REALLY INVEST YOUR TIME IN HATING ON MINGI BECAUSE HE HAS ACNE YOU ARE A TERRIBLE HUMAN BEING+FUCK YOU. WHO GIVES A SHIT IF HE HAS ACNE,, IT’S FUCKING NORMAL AND NOT SOMETHING YOU CAN JUST MAKE DISAPPEAR. MINGI IS A WHOLE GIFT THAT YOU DIRTY BITCHES NEED TO STOP SLEEPING ON. LIKE IT REALLY MUST SUCK BEING SO UNCULTURED THAT YOU��RE INCAPABLE OF APPRECIATING TRUE ART. ALSO,, MINGI IS A fUcKiNg SWEETHEART AND HE DESERVES EVERY DROP OF LOVE IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN WORLD AND DAMMIT IF I HAVE TO FORCE IT OUT OF Y’ALL—DON’T THINK I WON’T DO IT FOR MY BABY BOY OOOOOOH

>>mingi wasn’t too hard to find bf pics for considering ateez just debuted, but the writing was a little tricky. these are just the vibes i get from him but i’m sure i’ll gather a lot more with time

A/N: so i’m pretty sure mingi might be one of my ults. like i just love him so much and he makes me so emo for like no reason and i just—? i want him to flourish and thrive and be nothing but happy for the rest of his life oh my god

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[hoseoksuc]

Ateez reaction:

Their Kid calling them “Daddy” for the first time

ℍ𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕛𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕘

It had been a stressful day when you decided to FaceTime Hongjoong. He answered within seconds and a huge smile was plastered on his face when he saw you and his lovely baby boy waiting behind the screen. Ten months ago you and Hongjoong welcomed a healthy baby boy and you’ve never been happier. Your son was almost a year old now and he had picked up several words such as “no”, “yes”, “momma”, and a new word you were excited to show Joong. Hongjoong was waving to his son excitedly through the screen, slowly gaining his attention. When your son saw his father the words immediately flew out, “Daddy!” Hongjoong would look at you in disbelief before becoming overwhelmed in joy. “Did you hear him honey? He said daddy! Oh my god-”

𝕊𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕨𝕙𝕒

The boys had some free time today and had been begging you to bring yours and Seongwha’s baby girl over to the dorm. You figured that it wouldn’t hurt, Seongwha wanted her to get used to them and she seems to already have a bond with them all. You and Seongwha had been sitting on the couch together when San and Yunho came in chasing your daughter around the room. Her little one and a half year old legs waddled as fast as they could to find protection from her silly uncles. Seongwha was within sight and sure enough she ran straight towards him. Reaching her arms up for him, her pleading words shocked him. “Daddy, Daddy!” She giggled as Seonghwa scooped her away from her Yunho’s grasp. “Daddy? Well that’s a new one. It’s ok sweetie, daddy’s got you safe and sound from those monsters.”

𝕐𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕠

Yunho decided to give you a break from parenting and let you have a girls day with your girl friends. He’s been on tour and very busy lately, leaving you to single parent for a while. He figured you needed time for yourself and he needed to spend time with his daughter, so this was a great opportunity. Yunho had taken her to a small park with Mingi and Yeosang tagging along. There was a slide that had three different slots on it and Mingi wanted each of them to stand at the end of one and have her pick one to slide down. She stood at the top looking down at all three of them. Three grown men begging her to go down their slide. Yunho had his arms outstretched to her and she recognized her father instantly. “Daddy!!” She yelled as she ran to Yunho’s slide. When she reached the bottom, Yunho caught her and picked her up into a hug. “T-that’s the first time she’s ever said that.”

𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕘

Waiting backstage, Yeosang was chatting with his members about how you both had been trying to get his infant little girl to say “momma” and “daddy”. The momma part had been successful but she seemed to have no interest in saying daddy. It sort of hurt Yeosang but he couldn’t let his memebers know that, knowing they’d tease him. You’ve seen how down he’s been about it so you’ve been working with her, hoping thappiness back up. That’s when you walked through the curtain holding your baby’s hand as she waddled toward Yeosang. “Go to daddy baby.” You let her go and she waddled her way to Yeosang. “D-daddy?” She said with hesitation, but the word was clear enough to understand. Yeosang sat her on his lap with a huge smile on his face. He’d have the proudest look and would brag about it to his memebers for making fun of him. “What can I say boys. I have a smart little cookie here. Isn’t that right baby girl~”

𝕊𝕒𝕟

Ateez’s manager allowed San to take a week off to spend with you and your son. He was relying on FaceTime calls and pictures before this moment, so he was very excited to spend time with you both. You were ecstatic when you heard the news and couldn’t wait to see San after all this time. The baby boy you shared together was currently taking his midday snooze and you didn’t want to wake him. San would have plenty of time to see him when he awoke. One of the first things he asked when he got home was where his little clone was. When you informed him of his slumber San was patient and understanding and you both sat down and talked. While getting a drink from inside the kitchen he felt small arms wrap around his leg and he looked down to see his glowing little boy. “Daddy? Daddyyyy~” San smiled so wide his dimples seemed to push into his cheeks for miles. He’d be so overcome with emotion after being gone for so long. He almost forgot what it felt like to be a father. “Honey? Did you teach him to call me Daddy? Now you’re gonna make me cry.”

𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕚

It was the weekend Mingi promised his members they could spend some quality time with his twins. They were twin boys only eight months of age and with Mingi’s tight schedule it was hard to fit time to be with them. But he took his members over to your house to fulfill his promise and there you were. In the kitchen, babies in high chairs, and food on the stove. The members just gawked over how cute the twins were. Maybe it was their sleepy expression and their matching pajamas that sent them over the edge. “How’s daddy doing?” You asked him after he placed a kiss on top of your forehead. The members all gagged at your comment all while maintaining their attention on the children. “DaDDEe.. Daddy?” One of the boys mimicked your words. The members went quiet and Mingi turned around to his kids. “DahDy? Daddy?” The second boy began to catch on as well. Next thing you know they’re both saying Daddy fluently. Mingi’s mouth was wide open in disbelief. Hearing such things from his kids gave him pride. He would place kisses all over their face and might even cry from joy. “They finally said it! They finally called me Daddy! Well... I guess they DID learn from the best 😏”

𝕎𝕠𝕠𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘

Wooyoung had encouraged you to come to the filming of their new mv and to bring ‘pumpkin and peach’ with you. Pumpkin and peach is what he liked to call your kids. Pumpkin was a little past a year old and peach was 23 weeks still in the womb. Being in the second trimester of pregnancy AND having an infant was quite the job, but you loved it. Showing up at set, you sat down and watched Wooyoung work his absolute ass off for this mv. While they were having a break he caught a glimpse of the you and the baby. He waved with a huge smile on his face. “Say lets go daddy!!” You encouraged your daughter. “Gho DahDY!!” She clapped and yelled down at Wooyoung. Wooyoung looked up at us and I laughed and shrugged my shoulders. He pointed to himself and mouthed “me?!” I nodded and he started jumping up and down and hugging his memebers. “DID YOU HEAR MY PUMPKIN! SHE CALLED ME DADDY, SHES CHEERING FOR ME! DID YOU HEAR IT!”

𝕁𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕠

Jongho was in the KQ gym, trying to bulk up for their June comeback and you told him if he didn’t stop by five o’clock you’d be forced to come get him. It was a quarter past five and he hadn’t returned yet. You started to head down to the gym area when you felt small arms crawl up your leg. It was your dashing baby girl crawling at your feet. You picked her up and carried on to find your stubborn husband. And as you assumed there he is, a sweaty mess benching all by himself. I shook my head and and approached Jongho. I could hear the music blasting inside his headphones, maybe that explains why he didn’t come down by five, the man must be deaf. As soon as he realized my presence he shook his headphones out but continued to bench press. “Hello my sweets~” you rolled your eyes and shook your finger at him, “bad, bad, daddy. You didn’t listen to me.” The child watched your finger flop around at Jongho before doing the same. “Bah Dah-dee~” it was a little choppy but she managed to say the word Daddy. Jongho put the weight on the rack and sat up with a shocked expression. “Jongho...” you were as shocked as he was at your child’s first words. He’d get up and hug you both and quickly apologizing for being late. He would later boast about it to the members. “She said her first words today and you’ll never guess what it was. DADDY! She called me Daddy today. I’m so proud of her, she’s so perfect.”

[mirror-juliet]

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[lunateez]

Ateez and how long would it takes them to say “I love you”

Seonghwa

5-6 months.

In my eyes Seonghwa is a person with a lot of love to give but I don’t think he would say “I love you” easily or too early in the relationship, he may wait for the relationship to escalate a little bit more and get to know his S/o better.

Hongjoong

2-3 months.

Joong is just so lovely ! He just can’t keep the word for himself, I see him as a very calculating person who knows what he wants, so by the time he gets to be with his S/o he would be fully convince that she/ he is the right one. Making the word appear just after 2-3 months in the relationship.

Yunho

2-3 months.

Just as Hongjoong, I think Yunho would know that his S/o is the right one, I see him dating a friend or someone who is really close to him, someone who knows him and he can easily open with, so 2 months in the relationship and the words would probably fly out of him.

Yeosang

8 months.

This angel is just amazing and really sweet but let’s not forget he’s really shy. In the time being, 8 months seems like the perfect time for him to say it, not just for his shyness, but the time would help him to know his s/o better and to also figure some of his feelings too.

San

2-3 weeks.

San is a free spirit and also, he’s with you for a reason, no? he would just say “I love you” every time he cans. At first it would look like he’s just playing or joking but every time it would get more serious.

Mingi

1-2 months.

Mingi is really outgoing and I see him saying “ I love you, you know it, right ?” In a playful way to his s/o. I think Mingi’s s/o would be confused 24/7 not knowing if he really means it or if it’s just another one of his games.

Wooyoung

1-2 weeks.

If you are Woo's s/o you better be ready for the word to hit you hard and fast. I see him as an ambivalent person, he may get shy depending the situation but I see him leaning to the extrovert side. That being said, he would just feel so overwhelmed with all the love that he would just blurb the word out not knowing a better way to express how in love he feels.

Jongho

7-9 months.

Jongho Is still young and I don’t see him having that much experience dating. I think he would take the time to know what he really feels about his s/o and to try to figure out what his s/o feels towards him. I see him doing a lot of cute things tho, those actions saying more than the word itself.