#pirate han jisung

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Pirate Han Jisung might just be my favourite thing ever

[melioraskz]

Rather be your whore than a noble man’s wife.

A/N : I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately… this wasn’t based on anything in particular and is definitely not historically accurate, this is just another universe LOL!

Warning : brief mention of SA, mentions of whores, homophobia (not by any of the characters, just mentioned in a backstory!), giving head (female receiving), tiny hint of overstimulation, almost caught in the act, probably forgot something lol ! NOT PROOFREAD !!!

(Pirate) Han Jisung x (afab) Reader

Summary : After being captured by a gang of bandits you get saved by a mysterious man called Jisung, what you don’t know is that he is in fact something your parents always warned you for, a pirate.

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“Stay away from me!”

“Wow wow wow little lady, relax. I’m not going to harm you��� the man in front of you said with his hands up in the air in surrender despite the small yet devilishly sharp knife still laid between his thumb and index finger.

“Do you want my help or not?” He asked, raising a brow as he looked at you up and down.

“I’ve got everything under control, thank you very much” you spat back, sighing deeply as you try to once again squirm out of the tight robe that was around your body and hands.

Everything was in fact not under control. There you were, bound to the pole, hands tied behind your back and hair stuck to your face with the sweat from your forehead, breathing heavy with your dress half cut up by the bandits who took you capture. Despite their desperate tries you had manage to keep them away from you enough for them to not take it further than some disgusting groping and touched here and there. However despite your deadly looks you shot their way it couldn’t take away the looks of desire they shot in your direction as another one tried to cut off a button of your blouse…

The aggravating man who had jumped on board of the ship all cocky started to whistle as he sat up on the edge of the boat, carelessly taking the knife and removed some dirt under his finger nails. “Just let me know when you need my help, missy” he sung, acting all nonchalantly as if he wasn’t also on a bandit ship, all alone against the 30 men that could show up any second. Not that you had any hope that he would survive one of the men for that matter. They were all buff, scary with scars everywhere, you could tell they were up to no good. This guy? He was skinny, lanky built, curly brown hair and despite his aura feeling like he would be a big man… he was quite a short guy.

“Fine, just get me out of here before they come back” you mutter, the guy looking up at you, stopping mid-through the melody he was whistling. Then he shook his head and his lips left a few of tsk tsk tsk to show his displeasure. “What sort of lady are you? Not even a simple please? I’ve met whores down at the red district with more charm and politeness than you” he stated and rose a brow. That awful awful cockiness would drive you mad but you were desperate.

“Please can you help me out of these fucking ropes? I’m not planning on becoming these bandits slave or sex toy” you state, earning a pleased smirk by the mysterious guy who by ease jumped down from the edge and walked up to you. He then easily cut off the rope using the knife before he put it back into the holder in his belt.

“There we go, now I suggest we leave before those idiots come back” he says, a smug smile on his lips. Within a second you had stepped away from the damn pole, singing deeply as you rubbed your previously tied up wrists with your hands to ease the irritation that the rope had caused. “Thanks” you sigh, walking over to the edge and looked out at the dock, multiple ships stood there and you could hear the muffled sounds of parties and people if you looked out to the town ahead of you… “where even are we?” You sigh, not sure where they had taken you, surely from the accent of the man it was far away from your home…

“Welcome to Incheon city, ma’am! The place filled with dreams, nightmares, whores, pirates and a great amount of cheap alcohol” the man burst out, now somehow standing on the edge walking around as if it wasn’t a 10 meter drop down to the ice cold water below. “Oh fuck! I’m Jisung, by the way, Han Jisung” he added. “It’s nice to meet you, what’s your name?” He asked proudly.

You were about to answer when you heard a voice behind you.

“She has escaped!” A roaring man’s voice yelled as he had climbed up the ladder on the other side. You remembered that man very well, after all he had tried to fuck you at least seven times since your capture a few days ago. Along with him came 4 others, you look back at Jisung with panicked eyes, but you were met by a pair of awfully calm ones. He let out a sigh in displeasure, almost as if he thought the whole ordeal were just bothersome.

“Alright boys, let’s say after me” Jisung started, grabbing one of the robes that the bandits used to climb up to the watch tower. “If you are despite to get a quick fuck, go to a whore house, not kidnap someone” he then continued, cutting the rope off with the knife he had previously used on the ropes that had you tied up. Then before the men could reach you he swung in the rope, using his legs and made 2 of the men fall to the ground in a loud groan. That’s when he grabbed both of the men’s revolvers, tossing one of them to you, which you catch in pure panic. Looking at the man, he easily got all men on the floor, despise them being twice his weight. “Close those pretty eyes for me, pretty lady” Jisung instructed, as if it was an instinct you did exactly like he said and as soon as your eyelids had fallen down so all you saw was darkness the ship echoed with a shot, another another, another and-

“All done, missy” a voice said, opening your eyes you saw the men’s lifeless bodies on the wooden floor, blood painting the deck that poured out of their head. It wasn’t the first time you had ever encountered a dead body before but it was certainly the first time seeing so much blood at the same time, despite being outside you swore you could smell the stench of iron in the red dark liquid ahead of you. Jisung however didn’t give you the luxury to take in the scene for more than a few second, he had other plans. He grabbed the rope he had used before and swung in it, grabbing your waist as you let out a screech, holding onto him with all dear might. You were certain you’d fall straight into the ice cold water below but before you could think twice you felt your feet hit a steady familiar sensation. You open your eyes you had no clue that you even closed in the first place and there you were, still holding onto the man with all your might but standing on the ground below…

“We should leave before more men come back and notice the tiny little mess I caused on their ship” he stated, you realise how damn close he was to your body… your heart beating fast in your chest, perhaps it was the adrenaline of being rescued or seeing the dead bodies that flooded through you, perhaps it was for the fact that this bold man had laid his hands on you and it wasn’t for the wrong intentions, at least that’s what you thought it was?

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The music was loud, people chit chattering even louder, women with dresses that enhances the chest area was practically fucking some men in the corners. But after what you went through? The dodgy bar that Jisung took you to was a luxury hotel from what you had been dealing with capture at that ship…

You get snapped out of your thoughts with about bang, in front of you stood now a large pint of beer, fizzing and foaming up to the edges. Jisung then sat down and took a large chunk of his own pint he still held in his hand. “There we go, don’t worry, the beer is on me. I figured you’d need it after that whole experience. I doubt those shitheads knows how to feed a lady” he stated, chuckling a bit, using the other chair next to him as a stand for his feet as he let out a groan in relief. “Now, what was that name of yours? I didn’t get catch it last time”

“My name?”

“Your name”

“Oh, right. It’s Y/N, Y/L/N Y/N” you whispered. When you said your surname you saw how Jisung choked on his beer, almost spitting it out again in shock. He hit his chest repeatedly until the beer had gone down the right pipe again.

“Fucking hell? As in the Y/L/N-clan? You’re their daughter? You’re a fucking high class noble woman! How the fuck did you end up captured by them then? Isn’t that miles and miles away?” He asked. Looking at you with huge eyes, the foam of the beer had given him a light moustache. You let out a slight giggle from the look on his face, then you take a big chunk of your own beer.

“I ran away, they set you marry me away 4 days ago, that night I couldn’t take it, I hated that old man they set me up with, he was at least three times my age but the wallet weight more than my family’s love for me I suppose. What I didn’t calculate for was that I’d be captured in the middle of the night by those men who had no idea who I was, so they said they’d keep me as their whore, slave or both. I sailed stuck to that pole until this evening, so thank you for saving me, I wish I could repay you but I don’t have anything of worth on me” you whispered, feeling a flood of guilt flush over you, he had saved your life and you couldn’t even repay him?

“I’m not asking for a payment, Y/N. I saved you because I felt like it, not from the goodness of my heart, not from whatever your noble brain can come up with, I saved you because I was bored and saw you on their deck. Alright? No need to pay me” he stated. Crossing his feet over the other on the chair next to him.

“But there must be something-“

“Enough. I don’t need anything I promise, we’re alright” he said quickly. Looking directly into your eyes. You could feel your heart beat faster again… it could possibly not be adrenaline now, right? For sure he is handsome, but is he even your type? Do you even have a type?

“So what will happen with you now? I’d say get a new dress is your first option, you can’t walk around with your tits almost hung out unless you want someone to accuse you for being a whore” Jisung stated, which made your cheeks flush in embarrassment. You quickly tried to gather the material that was left from what the men had cut off, looking down at your ripped and ruined clothings...

“I have no money and nowhere to go, but do not worry about me, I’ll find a way” I say calmly, smiling in a reassuring manner, even if you were terrified. When you had ran away from home you had no plan, you just knew you had to get out of there before it was too late…

“I may have an old dress or two for you to get, neither of my mates will mind, it’s not like they walk around in a skirt ever..”

“Your mates?”

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Your chest was beating faster than ever, you felt like you’d pass out any moment…

“You’re a pirate?”

Your entire life your parents had warned you about the pirates that hunted the seven seas. They took what they wanted, murdered, fucked the women and ran off, your father had always said if you ever had the displease of coming a cross a pirate run away and don’t look back before you call the local sheriff. Perhaps if you had heard about this before he rescued you, you’d agree to your father’s words but now? Especially after spending a couple hours with the man you had come to quite enjoy his company. A sexy man who seemed charming enough with perhaps a bit too big of an ego than you’d like, how could he be such a criminal? Being a pirate is a death sentence if you get caught, you won’t even get a trial? Why would this man choose this path of life?

“What did you expect?” Jisung asked in an amused tone as he practically carried you up the rope to his ship, placing you down on the edge of the ships railing, letting you sit there as he climbed on the other side and then carried you bridal style over to the deck where he sat you down carefully.

“I thought you-“

“Were a man of honour and prosperity? Ma’am you’ve come to the wrong place if you’re looking for a hero or a good man” he stated as he fumbled up a key that was hooked on a piece of string around his neck underneath his shirt. He then unlocked the giant trap door leading to the inside of the ship. You both climb down there, you were met by the stench of rum and seawater which made you make a slight grimace.

“We should have some women’s clothing down here from when we raided this noble family all the way in Busan. Like fuck you should have seen those dumb posh faces when-“ he stopped himself, realising that you may take offence by his harsh words about the upper class since he now knew you were upper class as well. “Sorry..”

“No offence taken. To be quite frank, there is a reason I left that place, no money in the world could make me feel happy in that hell. I may have lived in a mansion but that mansion was a jail impossible to break out of in my eyes” you say, sighing deeply as you start to look around through bits and bobs that was scattered around the room. “To be honest I’m envying you. You’re free, away from responsibilities, marriage, birthing children, preferably sons and don’t even get me started on the dreadful gatherings, all the noble ladies wanted to speak about was money of men. I’m tired of it..” you say, slowly turning to a desk with a bunch of documents and paper on it, on the top of a shelf that stood right above the desk was a picture in a frame of 8 young men next to the very ship they were in right now, you could easily pick out where Jisung were despite the low resolution of the picture, with his arm around one of the other guys with a huge smile on his mouth.

“That’s my crew, you see the one with the hat is our leader, or captain, Chan is his name. It started when him and I met all the way in Australia where we stole this glory out of some poor bastard who used it for the queens guards, we decorated it and then before we could leave Australia we met this poor bloke called Felix who joined us” Jisung explained, then pointing at a guy with long bright hair who was winking with one eye. “He already had a huge penny on his head at home after his father found out he was a homosexual, we took him in, we don’t give a fuck who he sticks his dick inside, he is our brother nonetheless” he stated.

“That’s very beautiful if you ask me. You claim to be a bad person but a bad person wouldn’t do that” you explained slowly, looking at him, realising he stood right behind you, with his head almost hanging over your shoulder so that he also could view the old frame, you slowly chew on the inside of your cheek… he really was handsome for a pirate… Han clear his throat before he continues, slowly feeling a bit unease by her words, why would a lady like her truly find him, a criminal, that good?

“Well we figured as we were going to be pirates we already would have a straight way to the gallons if caught, adding hiding a gay man on the list didn’t seem too bad” Jisung stated, looking at you for a few seconds before his eyes quickly turn to the picture again.

“And that’s Seungmin and Jeongin, we met them finally enough at that raid in Busan, they joined us quickly, they’re young but extremely fun and always tells the best stories when we are up late at night around a campfire” he explains with a slight smile. “Oh and that’s Changbin, Hyunjin and Minho. Minho is second captain after Chan, he is also the head cook, probably the only one of us that can actually cook well. Changbin is also the fastest at climbing ropes you’ll ever see! I swear we have accused him of being a witch at least fourteen times!” He explained, smiling at himself as he thought of his dear friends. “And a little secret, we are fairly sure that Felix has had sex with Hyunjin before, we don’t know when but there is something with the way they act…However, whenever we try to get some information out of them they bulge, what a dumb bunch for thinking we’d judge them” he explained and laughed. “They’re all dumb but… they’re the only family I have left”

“Where are they now then?” You ask, realising you hadn’t even seen a trace of any of the said men since you entered the ship.

“Oh they’re in town, probably getting fucked up with all the alcohol, that was my plan too until… yeah” Jisung admitted. “I’m sorry for ruining your plans, Jisung” you sigh as you quickly turn around, face as close as it could be without touching from each other, his eyes looking almost black in front of you due to the lack of light in there… your heart racing faster and faster, he was dangerously close to you, with one hand resting on the shelf behind you, trapping you between the desk and his body…

“Trust me… I’m glad I had my plans changed, otherwise I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of meeting you” Jisung whisper, you can feel his breath against your skin, keeping you eyes at him you slowly placed one hand on his chest that was slightly exposed due to the buttons he had unbuttoned. You swore you could see a slight smirk on his lips perk up. You could feel his hand that wasn’t against the shelf behind you travel to your lower back in a firm get gentle grip.

Before you could even think of what you were doing, you kissed him. You didn’t know what went through your head fuck you liked it. You could taste the beer you had previously had in your mouth as the kiss progressed, deepening and becoming more rough as you became familiar with each other. He hadn’t even questioned it as he had kissed you back the moment your lips met his.

The kiss was hot, breathy, yet you felt more relaxed with this man than you had ever done with a man at home. You felt how his hand that was on the shelf met your hip on the opposite side as the other before he easily lift up up and placed your ass on the table behind you. Then for a moment he broke the kiss before his mouth traveled along your mouth down to your neck and collarbone. You let a moan slip through your lips, the only sound echoing through the walls was the sounds of your heavy breaths along with whatever sound the sea could make from the shore.

His mouth leads its way back to yours, unable to stay away from it for too long. You let your tongue run over his bottom lip and he opens his mouth for you. When you feel his tongue meet yours, blistering electricity shocks down your spine in pure lust. You kiss him harder, his tongue mapping out every inch of yours as if he is in search of the lost treasure in there. He pulls your legs apart so he can stand right between them, feeling his body pressed against yours. You let his hands roam your body, then as he grabs some of the poor material that still held your chest in decent coverage and you hear a loud skrratch. That fucker tore it! As if it was barely anything to tore anyways… his hands cupped your breasts, breathing heavy into your mouth. His hands was fucking cold, but oh it felt so good. He then stop kissing you for a moment, looking into your eyes as both tried to desperately catch your breaths. The tension was electrifying.

“Can I fuck you?” He ask out of the blue after a few seconds of being silence.

As the words left his mouth it took you by a surprise, asking that question when your tits was already free for him when you had willingly had him like this. Almost a comedic moment and a rather funny timing on his part. Instead of answering you grabbed his shirt, giving him a wet kiss on the mouth. He took that sentence as a yes.

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You had never met a pirate before, let alone fucked one. But there you were. He had somehow managed to move you from the desk to the floor. His shirt tossed somewhere along the way along with his trousers. Your upper part of the dress torn a long time ago but your long skirt still intact, him? He was under your skirt between your legs, licking long stripes on your pussy, holding his strong hands around your thighs, partly for keeping you from closing them around him, partly because himself needed something to hold on to.

Your moans echoed through the room, your legs trembling as you covered your upper part of the face with your hand, moaning louder. His mouth doing wonders down there as you were slowly feeling like you’ll reach your peak any moment now.

“I’m gonna cum, Jisung” you breathe out, heavy breaths making it almost impossible for you to say a full sentence.

“Then cum for me, darling” he growled from under your skirt, a loud slap echoed as you felt his hand slap ass. That slap was almost like the last thing you needed, you felt the knotting feeling in your lower stomach build up to the point where it overflow. You let out a breath of pleasure as you came, breathing heavy as you tried to catch your breath. You felt how Jisung kept licking up every single drop of you, feeling your legs turn into jelly as you tried to catch your high along with handling the overstimulation happening.

That’s when you heard it…

“Why is it unlocked?”

“I don’t know”

Then you heard a click, they’re loading their revolver…

Jisung knew that voice extremely well, so the panic arose even faster. He quickly got out of your skirt, his lips glossy from your fluids. “Fuck fuck fuck” he whispered, trying to gather his clothes.

“Guys it’s just me” he yelled, hoping if they were faster than him it would lead to at least them not being shot. That’s when he also tossed one of the dresses he promised you your way, quickly trying to put on his trousers. You act fast as well, doing everything in your power to get the damn dress on and you threw the old dress into a pile of hay in the corner. If you had more time to think perhaps it would be more melodramatic, throwing away the last piece of your old life as if it was nothing. But now? You had no time to think.

You signalled to the halfway dressed man to help you with the zipper in the back. Jisung went right into action, rushing over to you, managing with a trembling hand to get the zipper up right in time for…

“Who’s that?” A voice Said, you remembered him from the picture, that’s Chan, the captain.

“Oh!” Jisung said, clearing his throat, quickly wiping his mouth from whatever excess that was left from you. “This is Miss Y/N. I.. I- uh-“ Jisung said in panic, not sure how to explain to his captain what the fuck he had been doing down here. “I-I was lending her one of our dresses, it’s not like we use them right? I accidentally ruined hers by dropping beer on it” he lies, giving the captain a half sided smile. “But now as you can see she is in the dress so I’ll just go ahead and help her off the ship, thanks” he said and practically pushed you up the ladder to the deck of the ship, leaving the confused captain to wonder what the hell he just witnessed.

“D-Do I really have to go?” You ask slowly, looking at him under the moonlight, a light breeze making his hair blow in the wind… you felt a lump in your stomach again, not like last time, this time you knew… you didn’t wanna leave him.

“W-Well we sail at dawn and perhaps you should find a new place to stay and-“

“Can’t I stay with you?”

“Y/N… I can’t ask that of you? You’ll become a criminal, a whore in the eye of law?” He say, his eyes giving such soft look yet so much pain behind them at the idea of you perhaps leaving for good… you slowly walk up to him, placing one hand on his cheek, making him look at you… he had shown you more humanity, more freedom and lust within these few hours you’d known him than anyone else… you knew you had to stay here…

“I rather be your whore than a noble man’s wife” you whisper, looking into his eyes, seeing how the pain in his eyes flood away and replace with happiness as he grabs your waist, lifts you up and spin you two around, letting out a loud laugh of happiness. You let out a screech and held onto his shoulders tightly as he spun you in case he would drop you, not that he ever would… As he sit you down again he remove his hands form your waits and cups your cheeks like you cupped his a moment ago, placing a couple chaste kisses on your mouth.

“Oh this is” kiss “going to be” kiss kiss “fucking great!” Kiss kiss kiss “I’ll show you the world, I’ll show you what real freedom is”

You couldn’t answer before you heard a voice. You look over at the trapdoor where Chans head stuck out, he held up the dress from the haystack between two fingers.

“Uh, guys? I thought you said it had beer on it, not that you ripped it apart..”

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[staylovesmiley]

request 👉👈: Han as a pirate crew member falls in love with The captain's (Chans) younger sister(also a crew member,doctor of the ship)and how they sneak around chan to see eachother, tooth rotting fluff

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author’s note; I really hope I did your request justice~ I know you said tooth rotting fluff but I couldn’t help but thrown in some angst near the end with this prompt hehe-

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ᯓᡣ𐭩Pairing; Han Jisung x Female!Reader

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩Warnings; fluff, angst, reader is Chan’s little sister, implied sexual relationship between reader and Han, fluff could have been more tooth rotting pls forgive me-, threats of s*icide (kind of? Putting this here just in case), illness, and murderous Chan oops-

Neither of them had intended for things to end up like this, but neither could be truly saddened by the out either.

It started as just him being clumsy, the raven haired man often ending up in the little room she used to treat the crew of various injuries and ailments.

Y/n, ever the diligent doctor, though she only achieved the title since the man she was under apprenticeship with had fallen ill himself and succumb to the sickness while they were still at sea. Her brother wasn’t so fond of the idea of putting her in a position where she was at risk of the same fate treating the sick constantly, but she had insisted that this was her way of being able to contribute more to the crew and after weeks of pleading with the captain he finally allowed it.

Ah yes, Captain Bang’s little sister. She had joined the crew along with her brother under the previous captain’s charge as they were orphans. When the old man finally kicked the bucket and handed over the title to the young Christopher Bang, he had half a mind to drop his beloved little sister off at a convent where she would be safe away from the life of pirating they had always known, but upon seeing her tearful eyes at the thought of being separated from him he couldn’t bring himself to do so.

She was the only woman on board, and the first thing the young captain would tell anyone who set foot on his ship was that she was off limits. No one was to make a pass at her, one lingering glance and your eyes would be gouged out he would say with a smirk that let you think he was merely teasing though the look in his eyes said he was serious.

Han Jisung had no intentions of falling for her, though he had always found her beauty to rival that of the finest jewels, he knew better than to enter those waters under the heavily watchful eye of her older brother, his captain.

But one day after he had cut his palm something nasty while helping out in the kitchens he had been escorted to where the young maiden did her duties. She had welcomed him in with a smile like sunshine and a voice so soft it felt like he was dreaming. Gentle hands worked on his wounds carefully as she kept up small talk to distract the pirate.

It wasn’t the first time he would find himself being tended to by her delicate hands, he was just so clumsy after all.

From a sprained ankle or wrist to splinters or even a mild concussion at one point, y/n took care of it all with a warm smile and gentle care as to not harm him any further.

“You know, I’m beginning to think you just want an excuse to come and see me.” She teased one evening after the crew had all gone to sleep and the raven haired man ended up knocking on the door to her private quarters with a mild case of sea sickness. “Would that…would it be so wrong of me to admit that it could be the case?” He spoke just above a whisper as she looked through a trunk for something to soothe his sore stomach.

Her hands froze on the bottle of tonic. “Is that so?” She said softly, slowly moving back over to the young pirate with the bottle after a moment to regain her composure and attempt to mask the glee she felt at his confession. “And if it is?” His eyes locked with hers, hand moving to grip her wrist lightly where she held the bottle up to his lips. “A-A sip of this should help calm your-“ before she could finish her instructions, Jisung had moved the tonic away and brought his free hand to cup her cheek gently.

“H-Han we can’t-“ she spoke softly, eyes wide as she knew how protective her brother could be. “Just once, please y/n…just one kiss is all I ask.” Her resolve withered rapidly as soft brown eyes gazed deeply into her own, filled with desire and longing she had never witnessed before but had always craved. Silently she nodded in acceptance, letting him pull her to him slowly until their lips brushed against each other softly.

Her breath hitched in her throat at the contact, though it was barely there, and she took the initiative to close the rest of the distance and press her lips to his firmly. It was a bit clumsy, laced with inexperience as neither party had ever shared a kiss with anyone before, but it didn’t stop the butterflies that erupted in either of their chests as her hands found their way to play with the hairs at the back of his neck and his fell to rest gently on her waist.

Once they pulled away for air, a silent promise was muttered that they would never speak of this to another soul, and that was how it began.

It continued just the same, mysterious ailments and injuries plaguing the young crew mate and causing him to have to visit the young physician often. Because of his clumsy and over exaggerated nature no one seemed to be the wiser to the truth of their meetings.

That was until one afternoon while working in the kitchen, first mate Lee Minho happened to slip and land awfully on his hip causing it to pop out of place. He limped his way to y/n’s little office on the ship, stubbornly refusing the help of the crew to get there and when he pushed open the door he was glad it was only he who was there to witness what was behind it.

There, on the cot she laid underneath one of the crew, someone he considered closest to him, Han Jisung. The two of them had pulled away from each other at the sound but it was obvious by the way his shirt was untucked and the first few buttons on her blouse were undone what the situation had been.

Y/n sat up so quickly she almost bumped heads with the man on top of her, the both of them scrambling away from each other and frantically trying to explain away what he had witnessed. “Save it, I saw nothing here. Now, miss y/n, please assist me in getting my hip back into place?” Minho closed the door behind him, moving to lean against the small desk in the room as both Jisung and Y/n looked from the intruder to each other. “Well- I don’t have all day and I’m in an awful lot of pain standing here.”

As if snapped back to reality she went into action, helping her brother’s first mate get his joints sorted before giving him something for the pain. “Please get some rest, Minho.” She spoke softly, giving him an anxious smile. “I will, and you need to learn to be more careful…had it been anyone else that walked through that door and this would have been a different story.” With wide eyes the couple nodded in understanding and Han moved to help the elder crew mate out of the office and back to the bunk room below.

They continued like that for months, meeting now under the security of moonlight while the rest of the ship was deep in slumber, the pair would lay together in her private quarters on the other side of the ship from the captain and crew. As the pale light shown through the single window down onto their naked forms, Jisung would trace slow shapes on her skin as they spoke of what life could be like if they didn’t have to hide their love. Jisung always made sure to leave just before she drifted asleep, whispering apologies and how he wished he could stay till morning but unless they wanted to be found out he needed to return below deck to the rest of the crew before they woke for the morning chores.

Just as autumn began, a chill settling in the salty sea air, the crew began to fall ill one by one. A fever would settle into their bones and though most recovered after a week or so of care and rest, there were few fatalities among them that had those fortunate enough to not fall ill hoping and praying that it wouldn’t be them next.

Y/n was in her office, taking stock of her supplies as she heard the door swing open and yet another sick crew mate dropped onto the cot in the corner of the room. As she stood to make her way over and examine the pirate, her movements froze upon seeing the identity of her newest patient. Her lover, Han Jisung, lay clammy and shivering on the cot and her hand flew to cover her mouth with a gasp.

Minho and another crew mate, Seo Changbin, had brought him there and while Changbin regarded her reaction curiously, Minho sent her a look that told her she had better compose herself and do her job. Y/n quickly covered the lower part of her face with her handkerchief and tied it into place before getting to work.

She had Minho boil a pot of water and once it was brought to her she worked to calm the chills that wracked the body in front of her, administering some of the medicine that had seemed to help those of the crew who had recovered. Working late into the night, y/n tried her dammdest to bring Jisung’s fever down but to no avail.

As the days went on and he didn’t seem to be getting any better, Captain Bang found his sister waiting for him in his cabin on morning with fear and desperation evident in her expression. “Brother, please…can we dock at the nearest town so that I can find him a doctor- a real doctor, please.” She begged, clutching onto his forearm tightly as she looked into his eyes with her own full of sadness he hadn’t seen there since when he had threatened to separate from her all those years ago.

Shaking his head, he was firm in his decision. “You know I can’t do that, y/n. That town isn’t very keen on pirates and we are likely to be captured the second we are within their waters.” Tears brimmed in her eyes as she continued to plead with the captain, suspicion beginning to rise in her brother at the rate of her desperation.

“Over the course of this illness you haven’t once begged for the life of another crew mate like this. Pray tell, what is so special about Han Jisung?” He tone was taunting and cold, his dismissive demeanor causing desperation and fear for the wellbeing of her lover to boil into anger and frustration at being disregarded by her older brother. “We have a strong crew still, if he is to perish then we will mourn him but it is just the way of our life.” With a wave of his hand he motioned for her to leave and drop the subject and the motion seemed to snap something within her.

“His life be meaningless to you but he is all I hold dear in this world, brother- please.” This seemed to pique his interest and he turned to face her once again. “Y/n what are you saying…” With a new set determination and anger coursing through her she stood her ground. “Christopher I am telling you that I love him.”

The captain only let out a dark chuckle, shaking his head. “So the rumors I have heard are true, is that we’re he has been sneaking off to in the evenings? Several crew members have reported him absent at bunk checks several nights now…he’s been going to meet with you, hasn’t he?” Taking a deep breath, now seeing the rage in her brothers eyes at the blatant disregard for the rules he had set in place as captain, she regretted admitting her feelings to him.

“If this is true then he’d better pray the illness takes him before I can get my hands on him.” He said lowly while staring towards the door as if his gaze could pierce through the wood and across the ship to set the sick man ablaze in the bed he rest in. “Christopher please- I’m a grown woman. I know you care for me but if you wish to show me that you will spare him.”

Christopher only shook his head, grabbing one of his pistols from his desk before making his way to the door. “Better to put him out of his misery now and spare anyone else from catching his fever.” Y/n eyes widened and she began pulling frantically at her brothers arms and coat. “Christopher please! Please don’t do this-“ fresh tears sprang to her eyes as she used all the strength she could muster to stop him. “If you end his life I- I will go overboard. I’d rather be without life than without my beloved!” Her screams halted him where his hand pulled at the door.

At the realization that she was serious, seeing the fire burning in her eyes he sighed, running his free hand through his curly dark brown hair before going to set his pistol back on his desk. “I can’t dock at the next town, I’m sorry. You’ll have to pray he makes it through without.”

Nodding, y/n would accept this now if it was only a small victory to spare the life of the one she held dear from certain death as now it was all she could control before making her way back to the office to check on his condition.

It was a long week of praying and working throughout the night to keep his fever under control but all the lack of sleep she received during was made worth it when the fever finally broke and Jisung recovered well, as if the secret of their love was what was holding him back from healing, plaguing the both of their souls and preventing treatment from being effective.

As he fully regained consciousness, y/n explained to him what had happened, tears rolling down her cheeks as she recalled how terrifying her brother had been in that moment and how horribly she had feared for his life.

“Hey, y/n, my love….it’s over, I’m not going anywhere.” His soft, heart shaped smile seemed to calm her instantly and she quickly launched herself at the pirate causing laughter to erupt from his chest as he held onto her tightly. “I don’t know what I would have done if I lost you…” she mumbled into his chest as she clung to him tightly, as if he would disappear should she let go. “Like I said…I’m not going anywhere.”

[kokinu09]

LALALALA —(Stray Kids)

[rainfallingfromthesky]

Stray Kids - LALALALA

[imisshersobad]

Aaah somebody please help me, I read a pirate!skz Minho x reader x Jisung fic and it was so good but I cannot find it anymore 😭

[mybodyfails]

[escapizm]

"그 누구도 항해한 적이 없었대

깊고 어두운 바다 위"

"No one has ever sailed

Above the deep, dark sea" 

- Stray Kids, "Mixtape #4/ Broken Compass"

[virgolixx]

* Introduction *

~Welcome to my little corner of delusions~

She/her | 21

Context:

Anime: -one piece -Fairytail

Kpop: -Straykids

Other: - (I’m open to requests to write about other characters/people)

Story length:

- Head canon: bullet points of short phrases/ideas (could consist of multiple characters)

- One shot: Standard length

-Chapters: Multi chapter story

Rules:

-Allowed themes: Fluff💕, NSFW🔥, Angst💀

-Choose you ideal story length (Chapters will take longer time to complete)

-If you chose other for context, please give the following information about you character/person.

1: Name of character/person

2: where the character/person is from

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Oh this is unholy

[kokinu09]

LALALALA — (Stray Kids)

[moonlightndaydreams]

I highly recommend you get on this tag list!!! My lovely girl @itsseohannbin has the most intriguing, exciting pirate fic in the works, and I remember reading her first installment before she accidentally deleted her entire blog. Let me tell you I had been thinking about her characters ever since!

I swear to god Han Jisung in this is going to be the death of me, and I want to be y/n so bad in this (even though I don’t know what’s going to happen!)

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*COMING SOON*

• The Blackened Heart •

Han Jisung Mini Series

© itshannjisung, 2024

♡ itsseohannbins masterlist ♡

Release Date: Coming Soon

End Date: n/a

Genre: Pirate Thief Jisung x Female Captain Reader x Pirate SKZ

Summary: When Y/N, Captain of the Blackened Heart, gets offered a large sum of money to deliver a thief to the Jarl of Serpent Point, her and her crew greedily accepts. But while spending time with the familiar thief during their long journey back home, she realises just how important human connection can be, even for a pirate.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, eventual smut. Pirate SKZ, Ex-Bandit Lee Know (needs its own warning tbh cause omg) ** Each Part Will Have Its Own Set Of Warnings!**

Taglist: Open

A/N: Please understand and be aware that not every warning there is will be stated at the beginning of each part, as I want to have some element of surprise with certain topics. If this doesn't sit well with you, and you'd like a full, accurate list of warnings for each part, please message me privately and I can give you the full list. xx

*** Thank you so much for everyone who read this fic previously before my old blog was accidentally deleted, and for everyone who's been patiently waiting for it to return. I'm sorry it's taken so long, life takes some weird turns, but I'm SLOWLY coming back to tumblr and writing again.

Also, a huge thanks you to @moonlightndaydreams for messaging me asking for spoilies. That message helped bring back some happiness into my life, and gave me the inspiration to open my laptop and start writing again. I'm so thankful for you, and just know, this ENTIRE fic is for you ♡ your ask (which I've unfortunately lost now that my old blog was deleted so foolishly T_T) was what brought this story to life, and I'm so so thankful for you and the way your brain works ♡♡  I hope you're as excited as I am for this one bc it's been a long time coming!

[moonlightndaydreams]

Secrets in the Mist - a Han Jisung x Mermaid fic

Prologue | Chapter 1 | ?

↠↠ About: Something strange is going on in Little Pebble Bay, a little fishing village where Jisung lives. He feels he’s being watched by something in the water. Then one day his world as he knows it is turned upside down when he saves a woman from being attacked by the village’s thugs. From then on, Jisung's life is changed forever. He learns of a world of merpeople, sirens, fated mates and a secret that has been kept from him his entire life.

↠ A/n: I’m going to just put this out there - I am not familiar with mermaid / siren / pirate lore / mythology. I have made up my own. Please, if that’s going to irritate you, please don’t read this fic.

It’s also my first attempt at world building and mystery, so I ask you please give me grace. I hope that the characters and their feeling and emotions make up for my lack of describing the setting very well.

But I have to tell this story, and I hope you enjoy.

I have a taglist open for this series, so just let me know if you’d like to be added.

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Prologue

Chapter word count: approx 1k.

CW: merpeople, violence, death, capture, captivity, grief.

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“There’s the ship, Father! I see it!” You yelled excitedly, and swam ahead of him.

“Y/n, you’re getting so fast. Wait for me.” Your father chuckled as he caught up to your side.

You had been so very excited for this day. The New World was going to be back in your waters after an entire year, which to a thirteen year old mermaid felt like an eternity.

“I wonder if brother has grown more?” You sighed.

“Probably! You know how legs get longer and all? I bet he’s been keeping your mother on her toes. He’s a vibrant young man, that’s for sure.”

Anticipation bubbled inside you, and you felt like you were going to explode with happiness. You looked to your merman father swimming beside you. You may still be young, but you could see in his expression how happy he was about to be reunited with his fated mate - your mother and captain of the ship.

You both reached the hull of the New World and made your way around to her starboard side before swimming up and breaking the surface.

The bright sun was almost too bright for your eyes, but the fresh air felt comforting on your skin. You loved that feeling, and wondered if it was because you were half human?

“Y/n! My sweet girl!” Your mother waved from the rickety old dinghy hanging off the side of the ship while several crewmen lowered it into the water.

“Mother! Oh I missed you so much!” You wailed and threw your arms around her. She held you tight against her and you closed your eyes. You’d missed her comforting touch.

“Myrtle,” your father embraced you both and took your mother in a beautiful kiss. “I missed you my love.” He whispered against her mouth.

“Father! Sister!” A voice called from above. You looked up to see your big brother waving enthusiastically. “Wait! I’ll jump in!” He hastily started to remove his thick, bright pink jacket.

Your father turned back to your mother. “How was your expedition?” His tone turned serious. “You know how I feel about dangerous quests.”

“Darling,” she cupped his cheek. “I’m a grown woman, a captain, I know how to handle myself.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a loud voice from the deck.

“Sirens!!!! Sirens!” He yelled.

Fear coursed through your veins, and your parents were instantly on high alert, their heads darting around to find the source of threat.

The water around you splashed violently and a loud hissing sound rang in your ears. It was almost unbearable.

“Captain they have you surrounded.” A crewmate yelled from above.

The dinghy wobbled as you held on tightly to it’s side. Then you saw at least half a dozen heads emerge from the water. Sirens. With their unmistakable cloudy, white eyes and sharp teeth gnashing together viciously. The pure definition of a nightmare.

“The Sea King will have your heads for this!” Your father snarled.

“Haven’t you heard? The Sea King is dead, you fool.” A siren spat and shoved a spear straight into your father’s heart.

“No!” Both you and your mother cried, as you watched your father sink under the water.

You looked up to your mother just as a spear flew through the air and impaling itself into her from behind.

“Mother!” You screamed, reaching out for her.

“I’m coming in!” Cried your brother, getting ready to throw himself in.

“No, son. You need to take care of the ship! Don’t let him jump!” She choked her last instructions to her crew as she fell into the ocean, sinking just as your father did, and leaving behind a red cloud of blood.

Hands grasped your tail, trying to tug you under. But you held the side of the dinghy for dear life. You looked up to the ship, panicked and scared, to meet your brother’s eyes. He was trying desperately to escape the clutches of the crew mates, but they were too strong.

“Y/n! Hold on, I will save you. I promise.”

It was the last thing you heard as you lost your grip on the side of the dinghy, and were pulled under.

You were taken deep into the ocean to where the Sirens lived, a dark and eerie palace, and held as prisoner. You didn’t know why they wanted to murder your parents, or why they wanted you. Why didn’t they just kill you too? No matter how much you screamed and begged, they wouldn’t tell you.

You grieved for your family, alone in your cell. You yearned for your brother. Was he okay? There was an emptiness in your chest. Yet it hurt so much.

For the first few weeks you tried everything you could to escape. Then, as you realised there was no way to free yourself, you began to lose hope, eventually resigning yourself to the fact that you’d be there for the rest of your life.

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Seven years passed as a prisoner in the Siren’s palace. You tried your best to recite all the knowledge you had learned in your short life before being imprisoned. You imagined all the experiences and emotions you ever felt. Reliving them over and over in your head. It was the only thing you had that connected you to your past.

One day there was a commotion throughout the palace. Yelling, screaming, fighting and clashing of weapons could be heard coming from the main hall.

A merman appeared at your cell, prying it open with some sort of tool or weapon, and freeing you. “Hurry.” He whispered. He was beautiful, although rather gaunt in the face with a fresh gash across his chest.

It all happened so suddenly. He snuck you past the commotion, with no one quite noticing, and led you through a dark passageway. The passage twisted and turned until you finally reached an opening that led to the open ocean.

“You need to go quickly.” He turned his head back as he though he sensed you had been followed.

“Aren’t you coming too?” You begged.

“No!” He growled. “I’ll keep them distracted. Just go!” He pushed you away, urging you to hurry and go..

“But I don’t know where I’m going?” You wailed, clinging to his arm.

“Y/n.” He gripped your arm tight. “Go to Little Pebble Bay.” He whispered in your ear. Then he was ripped from your arms.

“Everything you need is waiting there!” He called as he was dragged back into the passageway.

Frightened, confused, and all alone, you began to swim as fast as you could in search of Little Pebble Bay.

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↠ A/n: We start Chapter 1 next where we meet Jisung.

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[snowyquokka]

ALL HANDS ON DECK

pirate jisung x gn reader

cw: smut MDNI, sub jisung, dom reader, oral *m receiving*, swearing, jisung’s held captive, shitty grammar, uhhh i think that’s it (?)

wc: 0.5k

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You’ve done it. You’ve finally done it. Han Jisung, the man who has been the bane of your existence since you first saw his face, is here on your ship. Against his will, of course.

You circle him, his body tied to a chair. He’s thrashing and whining as he tries to free himself.

You tut, “Look at you thinking you can escape. How cute.”

Jisung stills. “W-what do you want from me? I’ll give you anything, just let me go.” The way his voice sounds while he begs ignites a fire in your stomach. You stop at his side and tilt his head so he’s looking at you.

“I essentially want the same thing as you,” you smirk and drag your index finger down his cheek. He is a heavenly sight to see; his ruffled shirt messy and wrinkled, his hair tousled and damp with sweat, and fuck, his eyes. His eyes are a deep brown, filled with desperation and a hint of something else you can't quite put your finger on.

“What do you mean ‘you want the same thing as me’?” Jisung sounds timid. Good. You lean down into his ear and speak in a low, sultry voice; “I’ve seen the way you look at me from afar,” you look down at the growing tent in his tight black pants. His face flushes a pretty shade of pink. He swallows audibly and shudders.

“What's the matter, Ji? I know you want me and, truth be told, I’ve been wanting you too. All you have to do is use your words.” Jisung nearly jumps out of his skin.

He whimpers and almost faints as you sink to your knees in front of him.

“Speak,” you command.

“Pleas-ah,”

“Good boy,” you slide his pants down just enough to give you access to his dick and reveal his precum-stained boxers. You look into his eyes while you kiss him through the cloth.

Jisung struggles against the ropes and bites his lip.

“I’m sorry baby, but you need to earn it. Be good for me and I’ll let you touch me, yeah?” He nods aggressively and relaxes into the chair.

You pull him out of his boxers, eyes widening as you take in his size. There is no way you’d be able to fit him all but you aren't one to turn down a good challenge. You grin as breathy whimpers and moans escape his parted lips.

Seeing him squirm while you deepthroat him makes you clench around nothing and fills you with desire. But you won’t give in, right now is about pleasuring Jisung. Besides, you think you might come just by hearing his sweet sweet moans.

“y/n y/n. I’m gonna-mmm. I’m gonna come,”

“By all means baby,” You grin and take his load in your mouth, swallowing it all.

Jisung almost comes again when you swipe some of his release off of your lips with your thumb and make him lick it off.

“Good boy. Mmm, that's my good boy.” You untie him and are immediately pulled into his lap, his hands roam all over your body as you kiss.

“You. I want you.” Jisung mumbles into your mouth.

“You sure you can handle it?”

tags: @godslino

divider: @chaeneuu

[featseungmin]

join the circus || hjs

han jisung x reader

"would you still love me if I dropped out and joined the circus?" when your graduate work gets the best of you, han is there to help

wc: 1,369 genre: fluff, comfort warnings: grad school is hard. that's it. that's the warning.

notes: happy hannie day!!! this is a wee bit self-indulgent, but I couldn't resist posting this for han's birthday. I hope you enjoy~

(this is a repost from my other blog)

When Jisung walks through the door of your apartment, he’s surprised at how quiet it is. Normally, you’re the type of person to need background noise. Whether it’s music or a show, he’s not sure that he’s ever actually been in your house where there’s been nothing. Even at night, you usually have a fan or the air con running. 

The lights are off in the entry and living room, and for a moment, he considers that maybe you’ve stepped out for a few minutes. But his shoes slot right next to yours beside the door like always, so he knows that you’re home. The apartment isn't that big. He’ll just have to find you, then.

He’s careful with the paper bag that’s in his hands, makes sure not to jostle it too much as he makes his way from the living room into the kitchen. It’s precious cargo, after all.

He’d called you earlier when he was in the studio. His eyes were hurting from staring at a computer screen, so he’d figured, why not see what you were up to? Your class had started that morning, and he knew how anxious you always were at the start until you could get into a groove with it.

You hadn’t even greeted him when you’d answered the phone. “Would you still love me if I dropped out and joined the circus?”

He’d laughed, because the question was ridiculous. “What?”

You’d sighed, and he could tell that you put him on speaker phone. “I guess the circus part can be negotiable. It doesn’t have to be the circus-”

“Sure, sure. There are lots of jobs that don’t require a masters-“

“-So many jobs that you don’t need it for. Like a pirate. Or like… teenage mystery solving hippie-“

“-Which would of course require you to be remotely teenaged-“

“You know, that somehow seems more doable than this class right now.”

He’d cooed and put on a silly voice in an attempt to make you feel better, but by the time he had to get back to work, you’d still sounded just as dejected and frustrated as you had at the start.

It sucks when you get like this. It sucks to watch you get pulled under a pile of work and stress to the point where you’re barely keeping yourself above water. You’re in the home stretch, just five classes left. But he knows it’s still a struggle. You don’t even need your master’s–you’d gone for the degree solely because you’d be eligible for a promotion at work. He supports you. Of course he does. He just hates feeling helpless to help you.

The kitchen is a war zone. Well, not really. It looks how it normally does. But the air hangs heavy, tense and tight, like a heavy storm is gathering. You are the epicenter, hunched over the kitchen table, class materials spread out around you. Your laptop, your textbooks, a notebook that has seen better days, even his tablet, all on and open and you flit back and forth between all of them, searching for something. He watches as you sigh, propping your head up with your hand as you flip through your book.

“Jagi?” he asks softly. He stands in the doorway, unsure of how to enter your space. You jump, and your knee knocks against the bottom of the table. He winces as you swear and quickly grab the mug that almost sloshes tea all over your laptop. “Sorry, I-”

You turn to look at him, and for a second, it seems like you’re looking through him rather than at him. But then you blink, and your eyes focus on him. “You’re home early.” Your voice is soft, almost confused, and you sound utterly exhausted.

“Chan said I could.” Carefully, he places the bag down on the counter and reveals its contents.

You brighten immediately at the sight of the paper box. You’d introduced him to the bakery years ago, back when you were just friends on the precipice of something more. It had quickly become your place, its treats serving as a companion to uncountable moments in your relationship. Soft buttercreams for birthdays. Rich mousses for anniversaries. Delicate pastries for an everyday pick-me-up.

Today is a cheesecake day.

Jisung reaches down and opens one of the drawers, blindly grabbing at the utensils within before coming out with two spoons. “I thought,” he closes the drawer with his hip, “that maybe you’d appreciate some help with whatever that is.” He points at the book in front of you with the spoons accusatorily. 

“This,” you take the spoon he offers and playfully tap his hand with it, “is why you’re my favorite.”

“Aw, babe.” He pouts, forcing his bottom lip out just a little bit because he knows it makes you laugh. 

He’s mostly successful, a small smile turning the corners of your lips up. He plops himself into the chair to your left, carefully reorganizing your things so that there’s room for the bakery box between you. 

He lets you take the first bite–he always has–before sinking his spoon into the softness of the cheesecake. It’s plain, with a soft cake crust, your favorite from this particular shop. It’s quiet, and for a moment, he watches you eat. He knows you, and if he’s honest, he’s a little curious how long it’s going to take for you to focus back in on your work and the storm clouds to form again.

Three minutes, fourteen seconds, and three and a half bites of cheesecake.

“So what even is all this?” he asks when you tug your laptop closer. Lifting your textbook, he’s careful to keep his finger in the page you have it opened to as he checks the cover.

He expects you to make a joke, even a self-deprecating one, something ridiculous and overly dramatic and silly. He’s always loved how you can make a joke out of almost anything. But when you sigh and fiddle with the stylus for his tablet and refuse to even look up at him, he knows it’s bad. And his heart breaks a little bit for you.

“This is…” you pause, and he can see the gears turning in your head as you search for the right word. Finally, you find it. “It’s hard.”

“Okay.” Jisung nods. 

His brain is already in overdrive, thinking of ways he can help. He’s got no idea about anything you’ve been studying in your program, but he’s pretty good with schoolwork. For the briefest of moments, he considers calling Chan. Chan-hyung would know what to do. But quickly, Jisung shakes himself out of that train of thought. He can help. He can. He just has to figure out how.

“Okay,” he repeats. “You know some of this stuff already?” 

It’s rhetorical. He knows you do. You do it already at your job. This class should have been easy. Shame it’s not. He knows you were looking forward to it.

You nod, and he finds himself bobbing his head along with you. “Explain it to me.”

“What?”

“Walk me through your assignment. Let’s do it together.”

“I love you, Sungie, and I appreciate that you want to help, but-”

“No no no listen.” He leans forward and takes your hand, thumb ghosting over your knuckles. “The hyungs used to do it for Jeonginnie when he needed help studying. It really helped him, or at least he said it did.”

Suddenly, he’s questioning whether or not Jeongin actually found it helpful. Maybe he was just saying that to make the hyungs feel good. Should he text him to check? What if-

You sigh, and it drags him out of his thoughts. “I guess it can’t hurt.” A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips, and he can feel his heart soar just at the small motion.

He’ll sit at the kitchen table with you for as long as you need. He’ll listen to whatever explanation you’ll give him, ask questions when he’s too confused, nod along when something’s way over his head. Anything. He’d do anything if it helps you feel better. He’ll do anything to get you to smile again.

Hell, he’ll join the circus with you if he has to.

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• Prettily | @kuromiiy

• Impressionism (Vampire AU) | @hwaightme [MINORS DNI]

• Where Water Turns To Flame (Dragon Shifter AU) | @sungbeam

YUNHO 🐶

• Green Sofa (Hogwarts AU) | @ichorai

• Puppy PJs | @deathbyyeekies

• Sudden + (A)cute | @eoieopda [MINORS DNI]

• 3:26 PM | @in-san-ity

• You Belong To Me | @imissjoongsmullet

• Bedfellows | @sungbeam

YEOSANG 🌼

Siren | @sorryimananti-romantic

JONGHO 🐻

• Killin’ Me Softly (and Sweetly and Gently) | @deathbyyeekies

OT8 🏴‍☠️

• Calling Bf!Ateez by Their Government Name | @eightmakesonebraincell

• Domesticity | @yunhobug

• Showering with Ateez | @seonghwaddict

• Bf!Ateez Sending You A Pic Of Themselves | @bombuni

• Meeting Pirate!Ateez | @aclowntiny

☆ ──── STRAY KIDS

CHANGBIN 🐷🐰

• Mornings With Changbin | @yxngbxkkie

• Biker!Changbin | @bluejutdae

• Love Letters (Hogwarts AU) | @lavenderbang

JISUNG 🐿

• Mornings With Jisung | @yxngbxkkie

• Vampire Jisung Scenario | @ppiri-bahng

• Secrets, Stars, and Protein Bars (Hogwarts-ish AU/ Vampire AU) | @strayen-fx

• Types of Texts You Get From Bf!Han While He Is Away On Tour | @seungminhour

Updated August 21, 2024 [NEW ADDITION: Where Water Turns To Flame - Seonghwa]

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