#taeyong pirate au

[skazoo]

closure.

↳ lee taeyong x f!reader

right people, right time, wrong place.

length. 2.7k

genre. childhood friends!au, angsty :((

warnings/tags. language, mentions of death and a funeral

networks. @kflixnet

notes. AKJFDKSA so excited to post this for @kflixnet 's exchange event!!! got to write for @lebrookestore !!! we never interacted before and i wanted it to be a surprise but!!! i got a nice look at your profile and 🤚🏼 lemme tell you 🤚🏼 i've been dancing around nct since their debut days and i swear reading random snippets from your masterlist made me want to get serious™ with it.... we'll see how things develop.... ALSO kinda stalked your carrd and how could i not write ANGST ??? for TAEYONG??? i can't say i 100% know him but i really love that man (AND i love angst too so..... masochist besties ig) i had fun writing it and i really hope you like it <3 also was listening to cinnamon girl by lana del rey while writing, idk if that makes sense.

i'm desperate for feedback and i love comments with your opinion!

(cross-posted on ao3 only)

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hating funerals is completely normal, you think.

it’s normal to hate the thick blanket of sadness that covers the streets of your small countryside town. 

it’s normal to hate the vain small talk with people you don’t particularly know or like that’s requested of those who attend the visitation of the casket. 

it’s normal to hate everyone dressed in black head to toe; the old ladies with those dramatic hats, and the little kids running around giggling in those stuffy elegant dresses their parents forced them to wear. 

and it’s all completely normal how much you hate yourself for not-so-unconsciously hoping that this grievous event could bring him back to you after so long.

when you were younger, around seven, the older kids you played with —with serious expressions and a hint of what could only have been childish jealousy— had branded the two of you as the best friends. Y/N and taeyong. inseparable from dusk till dawn, never bored of each other, and able to communicate through swift looks only. 

back then, you had accepted the title with a certain solemnity, swearing on anything a seven-year-old can hold dear, that neither of you would ever be left playing games alone. 

somehow you still remember the light of a setting summer sun filtering through the nicely draped windows of his grandma’s house, bathing the living room in a soft golden hue. the background noise of a disney movie playing on the old tv while you lay with your stomachs on the thick carpet, coloring outside the lines of a coloring book he got for his birthday.

you remember the fateful question whistling through the gaps the baby teeth currently hiding under his pillow left; an excited glint in his big eyes. 

'best friends forever?'

'forever.'

'pinky swear?’

‘pinky swear.’

left to your own devices by busy parents for the most part of most summers of your childhood, staying true to the sacred pact never came difficult. 

the absence of family didn't seem to matter; as long as you had each other, there was always a make-believe adventure right around the corner. oh, the journeys you went on in those carefree years. you were pirates, witches, and kings, fighting against sea monsters, dragons, and the boredom always looming around the crevices of your hyperactive minds.

when your bond remained unchanged even through the challenging times of middle school and when you still enjoyed each other’s company in the social minefield that was high school, you truly —naively, perhaps— started to believe that the two of you were indeed special. a bond forged in trust and unconditional love that someone from above was protecting from the harsh truths of the real world. truths that would one day bite you in the ass and truths that came to you in the form of an avalanche of bittersweet betrayal.

pinky swearing was a powerful practice, seemingly unbreakable but not strong enough for him to keep his promise once you both graduated.

you had to keep your tears from falling, a strained smile here and a shaky nod there, as you listened to his muffled voice breaking through your despair. 

he was going to study abroad! on a scholarship nonetheless! 

you had really wanted to be happy for him, but the guilt that had tried to hide behind his eyes told you that he’d known he was breaking you along with the old promise. you could not– would not be happy for him the way he wanted you to be. he’d have to leave knowing he'd left you to play alone when he’d promised he’d never do such a cruel thing.

you’d waved him goodbye as his body disappeared behind the automatic doors of the airport. you’d waved him goodbye even after that as you got into your car and drove back home. you’d waved him goodbye as you curled in a ball and cried in your bed that day. you’d waved him goodbye for years after that. 

in retrospect, you don’t really know what you had expected the day he left. for him to abandon his dreams to stay with you and eventually rot in the small limbo of a town that birthed and raised you on the concept of alienation from the outer world? for him to choose you over himself? maybe for him to realize he loved you just as you not-so-discreetly did him; in glances too slow to be stolen and in smiles too fond to belong to friendship, even a ‘forever’ one. 

hating this particular funeral is normal, not only because it’s your lovely elementary school teacher and neighbor who's lying in the casket, but also because it’s making sad, and arguably mortifying memories resurface from under the personal growth you’ve spent years working on.

you’re not that sad and wallowing in self-pity anymore, though. you’re an accomplished person. maybe not as much as him, but that’s relative. your job in the only bookstore in town makes you happy, you’ve traveled a bit, you’ve seen things, met people, lived a life. 

and still, you wonder how many what-ifs would have made you happier, made you live more. if he'd stayed, would you still be together? or would you just be strangers with a shared childhood? blurry and long gone.

the small crowd of old ladies animatedly chatting while their husbands trail behind like bored shadows, settles on the audience of white plastic chairs in front of you, and the solemn silence that engulfs the living room makes you come back from the trip down memory lane that had you staring into the void for a good twenty minutes. the cinnamon tea your teacher’s daughter offered you stopped being hot and drinkable a while ago, and you resignedly sigh, excusing yourself from someone’s grandma trying to play matchmaker for her nephew —who without a doubt is one of your old classmates— and walking to the small kitchen, away from the sadness and the memories.

dirty plates and empty cups sit in the sink staring at you, and you can’t help the urge to start cleaning them as if the help could alleviate at least a fraction of the pain the family is going through. as if it could take your mind off things.

“they told me i could find something to drink here.” a voice that you’re sure doesn’t belong to any old lady, speaks from the door of the cramped kitchen. 

hands in the soapy water, you don’t turn around, limiting yourself to adopt your practiced customer service pitch and answer over your shoulder. “yeah, help yourself. the tea bags are in the jar near the boiler.”

you hear some shuffling behind you as the voice speaks again. “are you a relative?” 

a short chuckle escapes your lips. you might as well be one. mrs. kim not only saw you grow up into the person you are now, but she also acted as your stone, the ear listening to your worries and doubts, your voice of reason in the world of adulthood. she was there for you when he left and you were a total mess, too. so yes, maybe she considered you one, but it doesn’t feel fair to her real daughter to go around telling people you shared blood.

“nope. just a… friend…?  more or less…”

“then why are you doing the dishes?”

you’re grateful you’re turned away from the voice because the blush of embarrassment that creeps over your cheeks is definitely not a sight to behold. you shrug hoping it doesn’t look as awkward as it feels. “i- i don’t know… i guess helping makes me feel less… powerless in these situations. i know it sounds weird but i swear i’m not some creep who likes to pop up at funerals to do the dead’s dishes.”

“pinky promise?”

it’s not that you don’t remember what his voice sounds like. you could never forget him that much. but as daily calls started to turn into weekly calls and then monthly and then every major festivity calls, his voice had started to dance around in your memories, perpetually morphing, presenting a different him every time he came up in your mind. a seven years old child making a promise; a twelve years old boy ordering fried chicken on the phone; a seventeen years old wannabe-man screeching into a karaoke microphone.   

the deep voice that asks you the weird question is one you’ve never really heard clearly or in person, only imagined in moments of weakness and dreams.

as you whirl around with wide eyes and mouth agape, water and soap splash everywhere.

“you?”

the boy —the man, you correct yourself bitterly— smiles at you so brightly you might cry. “me.” 

“how– when–?”

“i landed this morning in the city… jumped on a plane as soon as mom told me.” he scratches his neck, his head tilted slightly downward. “i’m sorry for your loss.”

your shock turns into confusion as you frown slightly at him. “it’s your loss too.”

“yeah, yeah i guess it is. i just- i mean you’ve always loved her so much and you’ve been around her for all these years…”

you know he doesn’t mean it as an attack on your personal choices, on your life, but the arrow inadvertently aimed at your heart strikes anyway. 

you’ll be grieving for longer than me. because you’ve barely left this town, because you still live two houses down from your elementary school teacher, and i’ve moved on from this place.

he clears his throat in a way that tells you he knows what you’re thinking. he’s always had that special power to read your mind like it’s his own. “how have you been?”

it’s been five years and this is the first time i see the man you’ve become. if you ask, the right word is miserable. that’s how i’ve been. 

you chuckle somberly. “shouldn’t i be the one to ask you this? mr. big shot? your mother was this close,” you pinch the air, your thumb and pointer finger basically touching, “from hanging flyers with your face on it around town!”

he laughs and you almost close your eyes to bask in the sound that you missed oh so much. the itch under your skin you felt when he first left —one that you were sure you had long gotten over of, one you did your best to forget and to bury deep down your mind— comes back hitting you full force. the itch wants you to forget the hurt and hug him close for he is the only one in the whole universe who’s able to do something about it. to scratch it and make it go away. forever. 

you hope he doesn’t remember what pain looks like on your face because you’re not sure you have full control over your expressions when it comes to him. when it comes to the infinite distance that separates you even now when you’re standing in the same room.

“no, but really. i heard you got an important job. as soon as you graduated, too.”

he nods bashfully. hands buried inside the long coat he wears. he truly looks like a man of the city; a male lead in a romantic drama you’re just a background character of. 

“i have yeah. they- i guess they liked my work ethic in college and decided to give me a chance to prove myself.”

you speak before you can think of the consequences. “you didn’t tell me though.”

silence falls over the kitchen and you swear you can hear the droplets of water falling from the dishes drying on the plate rack.

his smile is gone, replaced by a grave frown. one that looks practiced for this exact situation. one that, if you have to be honest, you didn’t want to know existed.

“i don’t regret leaving this place, Y/N.” 

you flinch at the inevitable turn the conversation takes. again, he always knows what you want to say even if you try to hide it behind ambiguous questions.

you turn back to your dishes with a harsh turn. would you be able to escape the kitchen from the small window over the sink if you tried? 

“save it. i don’t want to hear how easy it was for you to leave everything behind.”

you hear him sigh from behind you. “i didn’t say that. stop putting words in my mouth because you’re angry.”

your head snaps in his direction and the grip you have on the counter is so strong your knuckles turn white. “i’m not angry and you stop telling me how to feel and stop treating me like a child and–”

“will you please listen to me?” he shakes his head and steps closer to you, eyes looking back to the living room once to check that your altercation is not disturbing the mourning. 

you huff through your nose in frustration before throwing a small wave and a strained smile at the old lady that pops her head in the kitchen looking for the bathroom. “you’re doing it again! stop being so condescending!” you hiss through your teeth.

“if only you’d let me speak!” he whispers-shout back even if the woman is gone.

“what!?” you feel your eyes starting to dampen. the fear of what’s coming next is too strong to ignore.

“i don’t regret leaving this place–

you close your eyes to try to keep the tears from falling. everything you thought you left in the past is coming back to you in waves: the helplessness you felt looking into his excited eyes that told you the news of his bright future, the anger directed at yourself for being so dumb and naive to think you’d always be together, the fear of being left alone clutching at your heart and making bile rise in your throat. it’s that day all over again. a personal inferno.

“please,” your voice breaks in a pitiful sob, “please, stop saying that.”

he ignores you, focused on choosing the right words. “i was so happy when i got the scholarship, and god, i was so excited that i’d already packed my things a week before my flight…”

you turn to the sink again, an arm hugging your body and a hand pressed firmly over your mouth to prevent the whimpers from coming out.

you hear him taking another step closer to you. you feel the heat of his body reaching for your shivering heart; the hem of his coat brushes against your tights-clad calves. 

“receiving that opportunity was my dream. it always has been.” his arms come latching around you, effectively gluing your back to his front and you can’t find it within yourself to move him away. “and yet… Y/N, i hesitated. i stalled so much that the university almost withdrew the offer and i had to call them in the middle of the night to assure them that i hadn't changed my mind.” he feels you freeze against him and he knows you understand what he’s trying to say.

“for months i dreamed about you, Y/N. i spoke, acted as if you were still with me. as if i was still here…”

you feel him tremble slightly and his next words are hushed into your hair. a secret between you and him.

“you are my biggest regret and you always will be.”

you thought you had forgiven him a long time ago. you thought your pain was one of a child that didn’t understand, that still thought pinky promises were binding and unbreakable. 

“please understand that i needed to leave with or without you.”

he holds you impossibly close and you bury your face into the sleeve of his coat. in his smell, in his heat.

“please know that i never meant to ruin things.”

turns out even children need explanations when things are ripped away from them.

“to ruin us.”

turns out even you need closure.

you cry together in your dead teacher’s kitchen and you take him to the airport two days later. he hugs you tight and promises to call you more often. you don’t know if he will but now it feels different. it is different.

[tiredatiny]

-Masterlist

NCT

Taeyong

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

Taeyong has been trying to get help to defeat the newly formed gang but no one seems to be willing to help him.. except Chinatown’s most powerful gang’s leader | angst, enemies to lovers, gang au, slowburnish

Yuta

The Devil Himself

Yuta is found sneaking in your territory and when he's brought to you, you decide to punish him in a cruel but thrilling way | smut, gang au

Mark

Beautiful Flower

Mark has been avoiding falling in love because of the Hanahaki disease. Little does he know that the fear of his will be the reason for someone’s death | angst, hanahaki au, college au, friends to crushes(?)

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San

Don't Worry

San surprises his idol boyfriend aka you on your last comeback stage. When seeing the accident happen, he only hopes you're fine | angst, fluff if you squint

Stray Kids

Felix

Deep Sea one two three

When you end up getting captured by pirates, the last thing you expect to happen is having to safe one of them from drowning. The pirate, Felix falls in love with you, but he's a human and you're a merman | pirate au, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers

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I love making lists and I love reccing fics so I combined my two passions and made this list with all my favorite fics that I read during 2022! First part is tvxq, super junior, shinee and nct; and the seconds part is exclusively exo because they’re my main group. 

I hope you can find something here that you like. And if you do, make sure you let the author know with some kudos and comments <3

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PART 2

PART 1:

TVXQ

It’s Alright (Even if You Hate me Again) by zimriya (homin, E, Inception AU)

The inception fic!! If you follow me on twt you know I haven’t shut up about this story since I read it in june. It’s my favorite tvxq fic and top 3 favorite fic ever. 

As usual, zimriya’s world building is on another level; this fic combines the best of the inception universe with tvxq’s own history in a way that’s absolutely brilliant and it’ll have you guessing what’s going on with yunho and changmin for most part of the story. 

Also, Yunho and Changmin… 10/10 characterization (as well as all the other characters!) Seriously, so good

and in the name of love. by peachxi (marsxholic) (homin, M, angels and demons)

So much blood and violence and angst, and the question “what if love made you worse”? I love an au where the characters are willing to bring the world apart for each other.

memento mori by troubled (homin, M)

A dark tvxq fic. I love the hazy, nightmarish feel of it and that you can really tell what’s actually real and what isn’t. Also, religious imagery!!

so tear me open, but beware by jumpstarts (homin, M)

This is basically a drabble collection and it’s what introduced me to the tvxq ficdom (and inspired me to give it a try). Many excellent stories to fall in love (and even get your heart broken) with homin.

Super Junior

lucky draw by backwardsghost (eunhae, E, Gloomy VCR inspired)

I love this fic because it’s so fucked up and dark and you don’t see that a lot in the eunhae tag. Really the best interpretation of the gloomy vcr you could ever find

be my only one by smth_or_another (kyuhyuk, E, canon compliant, roomates)

One thing I discovered this year is that I love canon compliant fics and there’s so much that can be said about two +30 y/o men living in a dorm together through a pandemic. I love kyuhyuck and this fic made me love them even more.

Break my heart and start again by rmbringsoo (eunhae, E, sports AU)

A hockey player/figure skater eunhae fic. It does such a great job at characterization and at portraying the difficulties of navigating a relationship amidst a successful career. A really beautiful story.

Shinee

Let's crack the code for nights by spacewitchbot  (minkey, M, idolverse)

What would happen if you could install Minho’s personality on your phone? Wonderful fic, it made me laugh so much and minkey were super cute in it.

Apsis by Tempcard (minkey, T, sci-fi, space religion)

I’m seriously in love with the worldbuilding in this fic. It’s very different to what I’m used to reading in a sci-fi story and the approach to the characters, their drive and devotion was really heart-warming 

something i can't forget by makeawish (misconceptionsof) (minkey, E, pwp)

I don’t read a lot of smut but this fic was so HOT and so on point. It sent my into a minkey spiral and I still haven't recovered from it.

NCT

The Girasol by MailOrderBride (hyuckle, E, pirates, horror)

“You see, bard… the sea has a starving belly. It's never sated, and it rumbles down below. Deep.” Such a well written and chilling fic. I hope I never find myself on a ship in the open sea, thank you. 

Softer Than Shadow, Quicker Than Flies by FascinationStreet (Taeyong, E, dreams and nightmares)

A Taeyong-centric fic inspired by his song ghost. It’s dark and creepy and sexy…just everything I love. Lot’s of spider imagery, how nice!

Ophiuchus by boulevarddouble (yuwoo, E, bartenders and criminals)

Yuta is a grifter. He's also a regular at the bar where Jungwoo works. Sexy fic about sexy criminals, that's all you should know.

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K-pop wips

As I Told You: A whole class of college students and their professors who are meant to be returning home from a field trip finds themselves missing. No one knows where they went. Only to wake up one morning to find the missing folk returned and something off about them (manifest inspired au)

Box: Donghyuck reaches his limit and explodes, unloading like Pandora’s Box

What Do You See? Someone is kidnapping idols. It takes six months and five kidnappings to realize the pattern, as well as who just might be kidnapped next

Out: Jongho is the tenth victim and finds himself surrounded amongst his fellow kidnapped chingus

Outgrown: Donghyuck feels like his members have outgrown him. So why does he find it so hard to do the same?

Fairytale Extended Universe

Sister: Wicked-Witch!Seulgi wants to know where her sisters are, only to find out they are imprisoned in the Emerald City by the Wizard

Theater: Werewolf!Seungcheol and Vampire!Taeyong make common cause in an effort to defeat the Evil Queen

Consolation: Werewolf!Chan (Dino) spends his last minutes imprisoned in the Evil Queen’s castle alongside miner-dwarf!Donghyck and lost-boy!Jeongin before he set to be executed

Poison & Medicine alternate ending

Goodbye Light: Changkyun is unintentionally left at the mercy of foes and villains after a disagreement with his fellow superhero/heroine members

Magical Society Extended Universe: Jongho wakes up in the Joseon Dynasty with magical powers. However, he quickly learns that he isn’t the only one who came from the future, nor is he alone in having magic

Drunk serenade: You drunkenly serenade your bf/gf [insert idol name]

Expire: guard!Jackson hates that he fell in love with the dirty prisoner set to be executed… you (royal au)

Reign: king!namjoon, your husband has been away at war for a while now. Long enough for his political enemies to make a move on you and your/his families. Are you able to protect his reign without him by your side? (Iliad au)

Whirlwind: Assassin!Jisoo’s next target is you

High Tide: Serial-killer!Jennie makes a mistake when she forgets to get rid of the body in yalls trunk, revealing her…. bloody hobby to you once and for all

Acrimonious Garden: You and Rosé have very different perspectives on what it means to save the world

Pain: It wasn’t her fault she was labeled a horrible queen, a cruel queen, an evil queen. Nobody understood Lisa like you did, and that was the problem

starry night: Solar is the captain of her makeshift pirate crew… granted the title pirate is very loose considering it’s the twenty-first century and it’s not royal navies she has to avoid, but rather zombies

The prices we pay: werewolf!chan + werewolf-hunter!you = bad combination

Breathing Melatonin: Chanyeol has sleeping issues. You have a high libido. Do what you want, as you will

Honey Mango: Beekeeper!Mingi cuts a deal with you for some of your best products from your mango farm

Leave Me Lonely: today was supposed to be the day you and Jaebum said I do. Yet all you could do before closing your eyes forever was say, I love you (mafia au)

stay: what was harder, having a secret relationship or having some of [insert idol’s name] members dislike you?

Red Bottoms: Tonight was supposed to be a fun night out with friends. Yet here you are having to call spouse!idol to come and bail you out of jail

Made in the shade: you and hongjoong come from two entirely different worlds (grease au)

convicted: runaway-convicts!exo-sc find refuge with you. A lowly, quiet neighbor in your small town (inspired by the movie Labor Day)

Four Horsemen au (BTS hyung line)

Deranged: the tale of pestilence, a year has gone by since the armies of heaven and hell waged war upon earth. Though demons struck fear in the hearts of humans with easy, the true threat to humanity was those of white wings (jin)

Decimation: the tale of famine, three years into the human genocide, humanity sits on the brink of extinction. Yet aid comes in the most unlikely of forms (suga)

Dominion: the tale of war, the fifth year of the apocalypse is waning. The demons of hell have scurried away, whilst the angels make their final move towards human extermination. Yet, a rude awakening awaits them as the wrath of war awakes (j hope)

Descent: the tale of death, the seventh year of the apocalypse greeted humanity with a kiss. Heaven has fallen and hell has closed their gates, humanity make a resurgence. However, all good things come to the end, death has awoken, and awaits to feast upon all three realms of existence (rm)

Starships: "This foreign exchange program better be worth it" you thought as you signed into your Starship account. All you had to do was spend four hours of your day teaching english to your assigned foreigner whilst you learned a new language from them in return. It would have been easier if you could do this face to face, but N00000o, Ms. Rona decided to have everyone be put into quarantine. Now you had to waste away four hours, everyday, for the next semester, talking on a screen to some guy or gal you'll probably never meet. How ridiculous (college au)

Midnight Misfits: sugar spouse au

Three’s a cloud: jaehyun was flirty and single. johnny was angry and horny. you had an idea aka you and johnny sandwich jaehyun as a way to teach him a lesson

Lunar Kiss: werewolf!Jaebum is reluctant and in rut. You are a human. His human though so…

Luxury: Your whirlwind relationship with up and coming CEO Wonho was sudden, perfect and immaculate. That is until you find out he’s the heifer trying to buy out your entire childhood neighborhood, your home and your job (ceo au)

She’s a monster: You’re trapped reliving the same horrible day again and again. Watching Jackson draw his last breath in horrific and terrifying ways over and over. You didn’t know what the problem was. Until you did. And it broke your heart when you did (Groundhog Day au)

$200 Pizza: you and Changbin rack up a debt you can’t pay, luckily the auntie who runs the shop is willing to let y’all work the debt off for the whole day in exchange

Deep Patience: kyungsoo’s goal in life was your happiness. As such, hearing that you desire to have a kid, he has a plan to surprise you with such wonderful news for your birthday. One problem though… according to his calculations, he only had one day left to enact his plan

Oopsie: Wonho saves the day after you slip in the tub

Twisted dreams: Taeyong notices you acting different after a series of nightmares (ghost au)

Push & pull: Pirate!Mingi is washed ashore a beach village and taken in by you and yours. He looked forward to the day he could repay you for your kindness and seek your hand in that of love. Yet the universe spits in his face as it seeks to exact vengeance for his past in the worst possible way (pirate au)

Haunting: the spirits haunting your house works hard, but Ghost-hunter!Johnny works even harder (ghost harder au)

Well damn: you and soobin, besties who have been tip toeing around some unspoken emotions find yourselves stuck at the tippy top of a unmoving rollercoaster

Walker: Geumhyuck had one job. Watch the kids. You thought he had the job taken cared of. Well if that included him getting stuck in your baby’s walker, then he greatly succeeded

Asoiaf wips

Shades of a Man: Shady Shin, the waterbending gangster of the Republic Triads makes wakes as Dorne’s first ever ice merchant (Lok crossover)

Divine Affliction: Princess Eska of the Northern Water Tribe becomes the High Chiefess of Hardhome (Lok crossover)

Perpetual Storm: Jason Grace, demigod son of Jupiter falls in love in his second life, to a woman named Argella Durrandon. And then Aegon made his landing in Westeros (PJO crossover)

The Apothecary: Lee Fletcher awakes in Westeros and founds a citadel of revolutionary healing (PJO crossover)

The Knight of Floods: Percy awakes in Westeros and rises in ranks of nobility following his defiance of the Lannisters in the War of the Five Kings (PJO crossover)

Webbed Fingers & Cheese: Percy wakes up on the shores of the Three Sisters and works his way into becoming the Lord of the isles (PJO crossover)

Westeros On Earth: the continent of Westeros finds itself attached to Greenland and facing a potential religious persecution and invasion from the superpowers of 1400s Europe

The Lady of Dragonstone: OC Female Baratheon twin sister of Stannis Baratheon who is sentenced to rule Dragonstone following her aid in getting Queen Rhaella and her retinue to escape before her brother’s assault on the island

A Tale of Two Heirs: The love story of Brandon Stark and Shireen Baratheon

From The Depths: Ursula the Sea Witch arrives in Westeros (ouat crossover)

Bitter Work: An earthbender creates a refuge/oasis in Dorne (atla crossover)

Trial At Heart: Drogon burns Jon after he kills Daenerys and takes Jon back in time (time travel fix it)

A Wine A Day: Male OC Redwyne defends the Reach from Euron Greyjoy

Lost Lion: Jaime saves Aegon and Rhaenys, escaping with them to Essos and taking refuge in the Ruins of Valyria itself

The Witch of Harrenhal: Medea of Colchis conquers the Riverlands and learns what it means to be human (PJO crossover)

What if Viserys was competent? No golden crowns for this clown

What if the Rhoynar kept their magic? Waterbending in Dorne?????

What if Jon Snow never joined the Nights Watch Part 2?

Frozen Fires au: Jon Snow, the bastard son of Brandon Stark & Ashara Dayne

Harry Potter wips

Something Blue: Harry gets Fred something blue as a wedding gift

Crossover Idea: Ron and Tonks are blasted out of the sky during the Battle of 7 Potters… the blast has Ron waking up in [insert new world name].

Regards: In retaliation for Ruldolphus Lestrange’s death during the Battle at the Department of Mysteries, Rabastan & Bellatrix attack the Burrow and kidnap Ron

The Black Bastard: An illegitimate child of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black makes his mark on the Wizarding World

The Story of Celesta Prewett: Fabian Prewett’s daughter finally meets her paternal relatives

The Story of Yo Jinwoo: Part fairy-wizard male oc who falls in love with Ginny Weasley, not knowing she’s already in love with the one and only Harry Potter

Vanishing Series

Outtakes: Witch Weekly Issue #6799

Hiraeth Series

Outtakes: The Silver Grimoire - The private grimoire of the silver quartet

Alone: Ron’s sorting

War: Muriel Prewett meets her match in Astoria Greengrass

War Part 2: Ron and Daphne leave the Prewett estate to join the war

Thief: Ron and the quartet are caught by Bill Weasley ditching school to sell the items of the Room of Requirement

Pink: Ron saves Daphne from boiling solution in year two

M.A.D: Tracey explains nukes to the silver quartet

Accident: Theo uses sectumsempra on Ron

Scared: Ron temporarily disappears in the chaos of the 1994 Quidditch World Cup

Lady: Daphne becomes the lady of Greengrass following her parents’ murders

[jaeminlore]

hope » taeyong

prompt: taeyong feels he's failed his crew and you assure him he hasn't words: 1590 category: angst, fluff, pirate!au a/n: um this is not what i had in plan for pirate!taeyong,,, I originally wanted it to be fluffy and cute but you know me..... the actual angst monster jsjsjsj anyway i might make a part two if people want it.

- "Momma? What's happening?" Taeyong whispered, his small hands clinging to his mother's skirts. She looked down and ran a hand through his hair comfortingly, "It'll be okay, Taeyong. I promise you you'll be okay." "What about you?" he whispered, feeling horribly small and useless when a few pirates grabbed him and his mother, binding their wrists with iron shackles. He began crying, the cold, heavy feeling too unfamiliar for his tiny wrists. When his mother didn't answer him, he asked another question, "Where's Father?"

His mother began crying now, shaking her head. "It's okay, Taeyong," she kept repeating. "It'll be okay." There were letters painted on a large wooden sign, and bells ringing as the pirates tried to draw attention to themselves. Taeyong wasn't sure what was going on, but his mother had taught him to read at an early age so he sounded out the letters as best he could. "Momma, what's a slave trade?"

Taeyong couldn't understand why his mother started crying harder, nor why she pulled him close. "You're gonna live with someone else for awhile, okay?" Taeyong felt the urgent squeeze of his mother's hand, and saw the strained smile on her face. "Where will you go?" "Away," she answered. She kissed her son on the head and whispered, "I'll return some day to get you." - Taeyong shook his head, feeling the memory burn in the back of his mind, but never truly leave. His past was like a wave of torture, and something he would never forget. How can you forget something like your own father selling you and your mother into slavery? Taeyong used to think his father was amazing. When he was a child, he loved to see all the strange trinkets his father brought home. He used to loved to hear the stories his father told over the dinner table. Stories of ships and the ocean. How the sun would always greet him in the morning and the stars would bid him goodnight. He used to tell Taeyong about the wonderful clothes of other nations, and how the men and women would dance outside under the glow of the lantern light. On the other hand, he thought his father could be horrible. Especially on nights when he thought Taeyong was asleep, and would begin yelling. Or other nights when he used to come home completely drunk, singing loudly about the women he saw on the way home. How Taeyong wished he could've been ignorant to it all. Taeyong never thought his father would've sold his own flesh and blood just to get money. Taeyong never thought he would be bought up by a merchant and made to be a working boy, learning the harsh culture of bargaining and lying just to make a few extra coins. Coins he never saw again, as his owner was a greedy man who never shared, despite Taeyong doing all the work. When he was twenty years old, Taeyong stole a brig from his master and sailed as far away as he could, eventually finding himself near India. He had one goal, and that was to find his mother and return her to freedom. She had been sold as well, although he didn't know to whom or where, since he had been sold first. He needed a crew, that was sure. Taeyong had searched the streets of India, wondering if he could find any sailors near the docks. Instead, he found a memory too fresh. He found another slave market. In a desperate dash, Taeyong ransacked his stolen ship, hoping that his old master owner had left some gold behind. Anything that would help him free some of the children. Anything that would save some of them from the same sad life he had been thrown into. He found an entire chest filled with gold, buried deep beneath old fishing nets and behind barrels, out of plain sight. Taeyong hoped he wouldn't be too late. When he arrived back at the slave market, there were only a few people left. He counted how many and calculated the prices that hung from around their necks. There were twelve boys and one girl, all varying in age. Some even looked older than him. Taeyong shoved the chest of gold towards the slave trader. "I'll take them all."

He must've looked frightening, dressed in a black cloak, his eyes piercing through the stares of the traders. They took their time counting the gold, not wanting to be cheated by even one doubloon. After what seemed like hours, they announced that Taeyong could take them all. So he did. And so his crew was born: one captain and thirteen crew members, all taken from their homes and forced to find a new way of living. - It had been a little over two years, and he had been trying to help each member of his crew find their family again. Unfortunately, no matter how many leads they had, they never found anyone's relatives. Taeyong took it upon himself to be the crew's family. He would be their mother, when they needed comfort. He would be their father when they needed chastisement. He would be their brother when they wanted advice. He would be their friend when they felt they had no one. There were often wars, and random battles that would ensue out on the seas. As much as Taeyong did not wish to become a pirate as his father had, there wasn't a way to avoid it. He had to protect his crew, his new family. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if they were left to fend for themselves. He didn't want to imagine it. Although this top priority was getting everyone back to the safety of their families, finding people who could be literally anywhere in the world was not an easy task. It wasn't like slave traders stayed in one place for very long. Because of the reality of this, Taeyong had given up on finding his family. He longed to see his mother again, but he knew it was nearly impossible. For all he knew, she already could be dead. Still, the crew wanted to find their families. Especially the younger ones, who Taeyong refused to give up on. Even if there was no hope for him, he wanted to make sure that every one in his crew was reunited with their families in one way or the other. It was a far off dream, one that he couldn't touch, despite how desperately he wanted to. No matter how many times his mind told him to just give up, he couldn't, because he couldn't let his crew down. He couldn't help but let these thoughts weigh on his mind as he sat in the captain's quarters. The rest of the crew had decided to play an impromptu game of kickball on the deck. Taeyong had only gotten out of it after claiming he was sick. In reality, he felt horrible watching his crew, knowing he might never return them back to their families as he had promised. The harsh sound of knuckles against wood shocked him out of his thoughts. From his place, back pressed against the headboard and knees to his chest, he called out, "Come in." You entered, and Taeyong's face turned up in a gentle smile. Perhaps it was because you were the only girl on the ship, but you always seemed to know when Taeyong was lying. You always seemed to know what was on his mind. "Hey, Taeyong." Without waiting for his reply, you crawled into the bed with him, now mimicking his pose to stay comfortable. After a moment of silence, you turned to look at your captain, "We know." "Know what?" Taeyong watched your expression, licking his dry lips out of nervousness. "We know that we'll probably never find our families again. You don't have to keep worrying about it." Taeyong opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again, lost for words. Instead, he merely leaned down and rested his head against your shoulder, finding comfort in the scent of your skin. "I don't want to lie to you guys. I don't want you all to lose hope."

Your hands found his hair, and Taeyong hummed in appreciation as you began to run your fingers through his tangled locks. "Truthfully, Taeyong, we've known for awhile now. We didn't want to tell you because we thought you believed you'd truly find them. We didn't want to dim your hope. Lately, though, I've realized that it must've been a burden to you, and all that hope was simply made up to appease us." "I never wanted it to be this way," Taeyong confessed. "I truly thought I could find everyone's families." "We all thought you would. I suppose everyone was a bit vulnerable back then. But don't you see it now, Taeyong? Don't you see how the crew is a family? We've all adapted to this life with each other. We're family now. We've become family after everything." "Is that how you guys think?" Taeyong asked. His hand found yours, and he intertwined your fingers with his before bringing them to his lips. "We're a family?" "Of course," you replied, "In fact, if you think about it this way, you did help us find our family. This entire crew is the best family I could ask for." Taeyong never really knew how you managed to always say the right things. He loved you for that. "Thanks Y/n." »the end«

[dreamsafterhours]

3:42pm: “well, then—what have we here?” a smirk played on your lips as you sauntered down the row of new prisoners from the enemy ship, stopping abruptly in front of one of the kneeling men. you leaned down to eye level with the man — boy, you corrected yourself. he couldn’t be much older than you — and tilted your head. “what’s a pretty face like you doing aboard such a derelict ship?”

pirate!jaemin’s adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped. pirate!you, the younger sibling of captain!taeyong, were rumoured across the seas to be as fierce as your brother in battle with a sword, if not braver.

“looks able-bodied,” first mate!johnny remarked, scanning him up and down from next to you. “join the captain’s crew or go to the brig. what’ll it be, boy?”

the heat wasn’t helping jaemin’s dry mouth, his tongue instinctively wetting his lips before stammering, “the... i’ll join the crew.”

“wise choice,” your eyes sparkled as you grinned. “don’t worry. i’ll take good care of you.”

[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨ sw1mmingfoolz' masterlist ✨

☁️ = fluff |⚡ = angst | 🌧️ = suggestive

SEVENTEEN

REACTIONS / BLURBS:

OT13:

☆ when you have a nightmare ☁️

☆ when you're ill ☁️

☆ when they want comfort after a long day ☁️

☆ when you have a fear of crowds ☁️

☆ when you watch baby sensory vids to relax / fall asleep ☁️

☆ good morning texts with seventeen ☁️

☆ when you fall asleep on their shoulder ☁️

hiphop unit:

nothing to see yet!

performance unit:

☆ when they fall for their dance partner ☁️

vocal unit:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

choi seungcheol

nothing to see yet!

yoon jeonghan

☆ punk'd : fluff oneshot : 3.7k words : in which you and jeonghan love pranking one another

joshua hong / hong jisoo

nothing to see yet!

kwon soonyoung

nothing to see yet!

wen junhui / moon junhui

nothing to see yet!

jeon wonwoo

nothing to see yet!

lee jihoon

nothing to see yet!

lee seokmin

nothing to see yet!

kim mingyu

nothing to see yet!

xu minghao / seo myungho

☆ his eyes : fluff drabble : in which minghao wishes you could see himself through his eyes ☁️

boo seungkwan

nothing to see yet!

vernon chwe / chwe hansol

☆ marry me : 879 words : in which he proposes to you ☁️

lee chan

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ HYYH : in which vernon and fem!reader bond over their partners cheating with one another / angst and fluff, college!AU, SMAU / completed ☁️⚡

seventeen as your boyfriend:

choi seungcheol

yoon jeonghan

joshua hong

kwon soonyoung

wen junhui

jeon wonwoo

lee jihoon

lee seokmin

kim mingyu

xu minghao

boo seungkwan

vernon chwe

lee chan

TIMESTAMPS:

nothing to see yet!

STRAY KIDS

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

bang chan / christopher bang

nothing to see yet!

lee minho

☆ linstock : pirate!au, royal!reader x captain!minho : 15.9k words : in which being kidnapped might be the best thing to ever happen to you ☁️⚡

seo changbin

nothing to see yet!

hwang hyunjin

☆ the world : 1.5k words : in which you're overwhelmed and falling apart but hyunjin is right there to catch you and hold you together ☁️⚡

han jisung

nothing to see yet!

lee felix / lee yongbok

☆ bananas 4 u : 1.7k words : in which baking with your boyfriend always manages to make you feel warm inside

kim seungmin

nothing to see yet!

yang jeongin

☆ cocky : drabble game : 5, 29, 77 : 1.5k words : in which your hatred for jeongin might be a little unfounded, and you finding him cute definitely isn't ☁️

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ BITE ME : in which felix wants to shake his reputation as a breaker of men's hearts and wants you to pretend to date him to achieve this... oh also he and his friends live on blood / fluff, lighthearted, college!au, vampire!au, SMAU / ongoing ☁️

☆ boyfriend!lee know headcanons

TIMESTAMPS:

[1:36] - bang chan - 709 words - in which your boyfriend knows exactly what you need after a sleep attack (based on my own experiences with narcolepsy) ☁️

[19:24] - felix - 1k words - in which an evening drive allows you a little quickly assuaged self doubt ☁️

NCT:

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

taeil

nothing to see yet!

johnny

nothing to see yet!

taeyong

nothing to see yet!

yuta

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jaehyun

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jungwoo

nothing to see yet!

mark

nothing to see yet!

xiaojun

nothing to see yet!

renjun

nothing to see yet!

jeno

nothing to see yet!

haechan

☆ cake : drabble (not really) game 24, 30, 77, 84 : 4.3k words : in which the man you hate the most is struggling as much as you are, whilst falling for you ☁️⚡

jaemin

nothing to see yet!

yangyang

nothing to see yet!

shotaro

nothing to see yet!

chenle

nothing to see yet!

jisung

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER

nothing to see yet!

TIMESTAMPS:

[3:48] - johnny - 850 words - in which he comforts you over video call after a nightmare ☁️

OTHER WORKS:

☆ it's the way you learn to love / fluff / oneshot on learning to love healthily / bias insert; any (male) idol x you / 1.1k words ☁️⚡

[qianinterprises]

nct masterlist

This is a work of Fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination, coincidence or used in a fictitious manner.

Copyright © 2022 by@qianinterprises

All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author.

- r e a c t i o n s -

『 w a y v 』

↠ you calling them "daddy" for the first time

↠ you asking them to take over while riding them

↠ you getting angry at them for something trivial

↠ finding out s/o has borderline personality disorder

↠ you flirting with their younger siblings

『 n c t 1 2 7 』

↠ you moaning their name in your sleep

↠ you having a nightmare

『 n c t d r e a m 』

↠ moaning their name in your sleep

- m e m b e r s -

『 t a e y o n g 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ smoke detector

summary/prompt: you want to make dinner for Taeyong on your anniversary, but to do so requires help from the fourth best chef in NCT. Unfortunately, that isn’t enough to stop disaster.

genre: fluff, minor angst

warning(s): burnt food, tears, self-doubt

↠ take-out

summary/prompt: There is a slight conflict as you are moving in to your new home.

genre: fluff, slight angst, suggestive

warning(s): slightly suggestive

↠ deck the halls

summary/prompt: the clock finally strikes midnight and you’re out of bed, far too eager to greet the Christmas month to wait another second.

genre: fluff, angst, Christmas

warning(s): attic visits, lots of dust, cobwebs, heavy boxes, grumpy taeyong

『 j o h n n y 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ fading amongst the stars

summary/prompt: “There never seemed to be enough gravity to hold him to you.”

genre: angst, tiny bit of fluff, space au

warning(s): major character death, verbal fights, very angsty, language

↠ 9:48

summary/prompt: Johnny shows you what sex is all about.

genre: smutty smut smut

warning(s): pure smut

『 y u t a 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ fated to you

summary/prompt: You didn’t know what you were getting yourself into when you found the injured fox hiding away in the forest. However, after accepting the fox pup into your life as a new member of your home, you quickly realized that there was more to him than just an adorable fox with an odd number of tails.

genre: supernatural au, fluff, angst, soulmate au

warning(s): violence, minor character death, supernatural character, blood, mentions of stabbing, mentions of murder

↠ incidents

summary/prompt: screams from down the hall filled the air and without thinking, you lurched from your post by the classroom door to bolt down the hallway just in time to see Nakamoto Yuta running into the boys bathroom to break up the messy incident.

genre: fluff, angst, high school au, teacher au

warning(s): fighting, mentions of blood, mentions of violence, anxiety

↠ green light

summary/prompt: heavily based off of “Pirates of the Caribbean.” Your relationship had always been doomed, though you didn’t realize it until you saw the sword through your husbands body, and his hand piercing the heart of Davy Jones.

genre: angst, smut, fantasy, tiny bit of fluff

warning(s): very angsty, very smutty, major character death, resurrection (sort of), doomed relationship, heartbreak, mentions of a heart, sword fighting, violence, blood, death, mature themes, Davy Jones

『 k u n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ companion of tomorrow

summary/prompt: your love story started as an accident, when he bumped into you. Your relationship progressed from there

genre: fluff

warning(s): none

↠ unexpected snow day

summary/prompt: The snow on the ground was a big surprise, and you aren’t sure if it’s pleasant or not. Sure, you love the snow, but the thought of spending Valentines Day alone isn’t super appealing. It’s a good thing your neighbor, Kun, has other plans to spend the day.

genre: fluff, tiny microscopic bit of angst, teacher au

warning(s): none

- 𝚜 𝚎 𝚛 𝚒 𝚎 𝚜 -

↠ bundled joy : part one , part two , part three , part four

summary/prompt: You have a secret that somehow, all of the boys discover before you have time to tell your boyfriend. Now, you just have to fight to tell Kun first.

genre: fluff, crack, minor angst, pregnancy au

warning(s): pregnancy, yelling, teasing, overprotective Xiaojun, teasing YangYang, language

『 d o y o u n g 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ 3:25 pm

summary/prompt: it wasn't a surprise how difficult this was. You were gone, and he was all alone.

genre: slight fluff, angst

warning(s): major character death

『 t e n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ lies

summary/prompt: You are hiding a big secret. A secret that, to keep hidden, you continuously lie to your boyfriend about.

genre: fluff, angst, pregnancy au

warning(s): pregnancy au, dishonesty, arguments

↠ well worth the wait

summary/prompt: Your wedding day with the man of your dreams.

genre: fluff, smut

warning(s): smut

『 j a e h y u n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ o' christmas tree

summary/prompt: one can’t have just any old christmas tree in their house. one has to have the perfect christmas tree, even if finding it is a little discouraging and uncomfortable in the cold.

genre: fluff, christmas, non canon, nct au, slice of life

warning(s): none

↠ when snow falls

summary/prompt: it’s snowing and all you want to do is play in the snow with your sleepy boyfriend.

genre: fluff, slight angst, slice of life, snow day

warning(s): minor arguments, suggestive

↠ among the horses : part one

summary/prompt: Being sent to live with your aunt isn’t exactly something wonderful, especially because she’s verbally abusive and downright determined to turn you into a “proper lady” who a wealthy man will want to marry. However, perhaps living there won’t be so bad. After all, you’ve got a handsome farm boy teaching you to ride horses.

genre: fluff, angst, country au, farmboys and lady’s au, slow burn, friends to lovers

warning(s): verbally abusive aunt, yelling, degrading

『 m a r k 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ 7:23 am

summary/prompt: waking mark up in a very special way.

genre: pwp, birthday sex

warning(s): pure, smutty filth

『 x i a o j u n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ birthday blues

summary/prompt: Spending his birthday without his family is hard. Spending it without you is even harder. Good thing Kun has a gift that will make everything better.

genre: tiny angst, crack, fluff

warning(s): none

『 j e n o 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ warm mornings ft. jaemin

summary/prompt: Just an everyday morning in the life of you, snuggled between the loves of your life.

genre: fluff

warning(s): slightly suggestive (if you squint), polyamorous relationship

↠ summer '78

summary/prompt: Jeno was a bully, and you were his primary victim. Nothing should have changed, but Jeno began getting tired of bullying the girl he was in love with simply because she didn’t conform to societies beauty standards. So she was chubby? So what?! His friends didn’t see it that was.

genre: ANGST, retro-flashback, possible enemies to lovers (ish)

warning(s): bullying, harsh words, cussing, sexual assault, name calling, fat shaming, poor shaming, face slapping, angst, hurtful comments, yelling, the Dreamies are not nice people

↠ invisible eyes

summary/prompt: Jeno has mysterious dreams about some girl he doesn’t know. Discovering that the girl is his soulmate does little to ease his impatient agony as he begins to stress about meeting her.

genre: fluff, crack, soulmate au

warning(s): none

↠ soulmates ft. jaemin

summary/prompt: an unexpected threesome turns into something more.

genre: fluff, smut

warning(s): smut

『 h a e c h a n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ hold me together, break me apart

summary/prompt: Your roommate is never far from your mind, especially when you need him to hold you together as you break from the stress of college life. But what happens when you break him by accident.

genre: fluff, angst, roommate au, college au

warning(s): language, slamming doors, broken door knobs, broken hearts, reader is mean to Jeno

↠ 10:45 pm

summary/prompt: As Donghyuck helps alleviate your menstrual cramps, you give up your fantasized “perfect moment” for something even better.

genre: fluff

warning(s): none

↠ noona

summary/prompt: Donghyuck finds out what happens when he “accidentally” calls his older girlfriend “noona” for the first time.

genre: SMUT, pwp, fluff, oral (giving and receiving)

warning(s): SMUT!!!, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, kids), noona kink, slight mommy kink, teasing, mentions of edging, hair pulling

『 j a e m i n 』

- 𝚘 𝚗 𝚎 𝚜 𝚑 𝚘 𝚝 𝚜 -

↠ warm mornings ft. jeno

summary/prompt: Just an everyday morning in the life of you, snuggled between the loves of your life.

genre: fluff

warning(s): slightly suggestive (if you squint), polyamorous relationship

↠ 2:25 pm

summary/prompt: Jaemin teaches you a new skill

genre: fluff

warning(s): none

↠ 1:26 pm

summary/prompt: He wished he had known. Why hadn't you told him? Now, he must suffer under the weight of his ignorance, wondering if anything would have been different had he known.

genre: angst

warning(s): major character death

↠ soulmates ft. jeno

summary/prompt: an unexpected threesome turns into something more.

genre: fluff, smut

warning(s): smut

↠ a wilted flower

summary/prompt: Jaemin wasn’t expecting to find the love of his life while stopping to get flowers for his sick mother, but things don’t always work out the way we think they will. Jaemin knows this better than anyone. If he’d known your secret before it was too late, he would have done about a hundred things differently.

genre: fluff, smut, angst, slice of life, non canon

warning(s): angst, smut, depression, eating disorders, major character death, heartache, loss of loved one

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[myulmangg]

Author Recs

I read a lot, so this post will change and evolve as I do. A good rule of thumb is to assume that pretty much everything I recommend contains explicit sexual content and adult themes not suitable for those under the age of 18 years old.  So minors, please see yourselves out.

@smileysuh - pretty much everything by Smileysuh is amazing, and I actively look forward to reading anything and everything by Nova.

Expect: Amazing smut that will ruin you for everything and anything but you won’t even mind because it’s that good, poly x fem!reader content, NCT / Ateez / Seventeen / Got7 / BTS / MonstaX / Stray Kids + more! I am a huge fan of the Cam Baby, Frat Universe, and CEO au series.

Favourites: Anteric (Wonwoo & Mingyu x fem!reader), 8th Grade (Yunho & Mingi x fem!reader), and Panini (Yunho & Mingi x fem!reader). Honestly though, this list will probably always be changing because everything is just that good.

@domjaehyun - Jewel has also completely taken over my life. Those Friday night plans I was too busy for? I was staying at home reading her fics. 

Expect: Some of the hottest NCT fics I have ever read, periodt. Her characters are fleshed out and her fics maintain a simultaneous sense of realism and fun. It’s masterful, and post-fic depression is pretty much guaranteed. 

Favourites: Quarantine Chronicles pt. 1 + pt. 2 (Jaehyun, Johnny, Jungwoo, Jaemin, Mark x fem!reader)

@yutaholic I wish I could go back and re-read all of Yutaholic’s fics again for the first time. Each one reads like a novel, with clearly discernible character arcs/development, nuanced emotion, and extremely hot smut. Each fic is lovely to the point that they all continue to live rent free in my brain, months after reading them.

Expect: NCT & WayV fics, long fics that are consistent in tone and emotion, highly developed female!reader characters, porn + feelings, angst, stories that feel like beautiful memories captured on rolls of film, nostalgic and authentic.

Favourites: Winter Bird (Jaehyun x female!reader), Keep it to myself, Small Doses (Taeyong x female!reader)

@hongism - I am not exaggerating when I say that I read 39 chapters of hongism’s Mists of Celeste Ateez space pirate series in pretty much 1 sitting. I took breaks to grab food from the kitchen, shower, and take care of the essentials ( and I passed out for a little bit somewhere along the way) BUT!!! It’s good, y’all. 

The worldbuilding is excellent, the playlist is fire, and as an individual who struggles with PTSD myself, I can say with confidence that an astounding amount of thought was put into presenting the plot points, characters, and their struggles in a nuanced, and detailed manner. 

Expect: good writing, badass space pirates, a super badass female protagonist, intricate magic/class systems, detailed worldbuilding, potentially triggering content such as PTSD, violence, panic attacks, etc. If you like games like Borderlands and Apex Legends you’ll probably like this.

[mint-yooxgi]

NCT Drabbles Mini-Masterlist

Important things to keep in mind:

Drabbles are currently closed!

Based off of this post

An asterisk (*) signifies NSFW

OC = Reader

Part Two of this masterlist can be found Here - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five

→ 'Chance' Encounter - Yandere!Idol!Renjun

→ Grim Reaper!Doyoung

→ Yandere!Mechanic!Jaehyun

→ Stay With Me - Yandere!Volcano Deity!Shotaro

→ Yandere!Sugar Baby!Renjun

→ Unstable - Yandere!Boyfriend!Kun

→ Becoming - Yandere!Yangyang

→ Yandere!Dragon King!Yuta X Baker!OC - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

→ Yandere!Knight!Jeno X Concubine!OC - Part Two ft. Yandere!King!Johnny - Part Three

→ Yandere!Ghost!Husband!Taeil

→ Cursed Immortal - Wizard!Yuta

→ Complaints - Deity!Lucas & Deity!Yuta

→ It Burns! - Vampire!Hendery

→ Older - Yangyang

→ Yandere!Superhero!Taeil X Newsreporter!OC

→ Understudy - Yandere!Actor!Jungwoo

→ Kidnapped - Yandere!Johnny

→ Punishment - Yandere!Deity!Taeil & Yandere!Deity!Jaehyun

→ Yandere!Doyoung Soulmate AU

→ Yandere!Peter Pan!Renjun - Part Two

→ Yandere!Knight!Hendery X Rebellion Leader!OC

→ Yandere!Husband!Kun*

→ Yandere!Shotaro

→ Yandere!Plague Deity!Hendery X Queen!OC

→ Yandere!Taeyong X Harpy!OC*

→ Yandere!Possessive!Wolf!Lucas*

→ Yandere!Mad Scientist!Hendery

→ Yandere!Dancer!Shotaro X Beginner!OC

→ Yandere!Prince!Hendery X Maid!OC

→ Prince!Shotaro X Royal Chef!OC

→ 'Rent-A-Boyfriend' - Yandere!Student!Renjun X Exchange Student!OC

→ Yandere!Fashion Designer!Ten X Model!OC - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four*

→ Vampire!Xiaojun

→ Yandere!Sicheng - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

→ Yandere!Fanfic Writer!Doyoung X Idol!OC

→ Yandere!Kun*

→ Trickster!Haechan X Princess!OC

→ Yandere!Possessive/Jealous!Haechan*

→ Yandere!Mafia!Yuta & Yandere!Mafia!Johnny X Sniper!OC

→ Yandere!Taeil

→ Yandere!Husband!Johnny*

→ Yandere!Jaemin - Part Two

→ Yandere!Stalker!Haechan*

→ Yandere!Childhood Best Friend!Doyoung

→ Yandere!Groupie!Jungwoo X Rockstar!OC

→ Radio Host!Johnny

→ Yandere!Deity!Taeyong X High Priestess!OC

→ Yandere!Wizard!Jaemin - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four*

→ Yandere!Boyfriend!Haechan - Part Two - Part Three*

→ Yandere!Siren!Jaehyun X Pirate!OC*

→ Clingy - Yandere!Yangyang - Part Two

→ Photograph - Yandere!Jeno

→ Yandere!Demon King!Yuta - Part Two - Part Three ft. Yandere!Angel!Jungwoo

→ Wolf!Jeno

→ Childhood Best Friend!Haechan

→ Moving - Lucas

→ Massage - Taeyong*

→ Yandere!Jaemin*

→ Yandere!Pirate!Jaehyun X Siren!OC

→ Wolf!Mark

→ Morning - Prince!Yuta

→ Yandere!Kun

→ Wolf!Yuta

→ Soft - Mark

→ Yandere!Vampire!Taeyong

→ Yandere!Ten*

→ Gimme Gimme - Yandere!Jaehyun

→ Sharing is Caring - Yandere!Lucas & Yandere!Johnny

[pesiko]

TAEYONG ONESHOT RECS

Saudade - a nostalgic longing to be near again M [44k]

Use Me - sneaking around w brother’s best friend M [19.3k]

Small Doses - Taeyong is a thorn in your side M [18.2k]

Sic Semper Tyrannis - mafia AU, the job was simple [17.9k]

Beauty and the Beast - prince Taeyong is cursed [16.7k]

Signal Malfunction - lawyer Taeyong, same train [12k]

Starstruck - maybe you need someone like him [12k]

Playing the Game - the line b/w friends and more M [11.7k]

Flowers in Your Hair - what u know abt ur soulmate [10.6k]

Living for Your Every Move - rival dance groups [9.8k]

Crave You (Like the Moon) - Hades n Persephone M [9k]

Seat Stealer - a cute guy sitting at your table [7.3k]

Turn Back Time - amnesiac Taeyong, angst [6.2k]

Noodles - he always comes in to buy ramen ✿ M [5.3k]

A Cut Above the Rest - hair stylist, two idiots in love [4.5k]

No, Maybe, Yes - grim reaper Taeyong, no to death [3.5k]

Competition - detention with nemesis Taeyong M [3.4k]

Eggs - breakfast goes to the heart not the stomach [3.1k]

Queen of disaster - “I could kiss you right now” [3k]

Friends (For Now) - your handsome neighbor [2.9k]

How Would You Feel - not metaphorically [2.8k]

Turn of Events - I’ve want you from the start [2.6k]

Not Alone - supposed to forget everything, angsty [2.5k]

Fire truck - babysitting and an uncle Taeyong [2.1k]

Starry Night - Taeyong is a very good boyfriend [2k]

Immortal - lord of the rings elf Taeyong, angst [2k]

Rose Colored Boy - reverse sleeping beauty AU [1.7k]

Moon River - “ not even a river could keep us apart” [1.6k]

Hope - pirate Taeyong feels like he failed his crew [1.6k]

Floraison - when he comes home [1.5k]

Miscellaneous Moments with Taeyong [1.5k]

April Showers - your soulmate smells like flowers [1.3k]

Anniversary - when everything went wrong [1.3k]

Sunshine - wanting to meet your parents [1.2k]

I Just Wanna - “but I want you to know” [1.2k]

Could Be Worse - an interesting kink, suggestive [1.1k]

Latte Art - cocoa powder smiley faces in his coffee ✿ [1k]

Give Me a Chance - locked in the storeroom w Taeyong [1k]

Chicky Baby

❥ TAEYONG NAVI

[main masterlist] [nct masterlist] updated 9-21-21

[quokkacore]

𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 [nct collab call]

take a look inside the chapters of this history book and read of several events spanning across all of human civilization. read about people from all walks of life: great heroes, legendary foes, daring outlaws, ordinary people. read about the rise and fall of empires, conspiring courts, the rise and fall of empires, forbidden alliances and romances. in fact, dear reader, don’t just read. learn from the past, because if we don’t, we are doomed to repeat it.

𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉

in lieu of hitting 500 followers, i’ve decided to announce this collaboration!! i’ve always loved history so why not? some of these eras are specific to certain cultures and places, but others are a lot broader. at the end of the day, they’re your stories. also if you saw me post this on accident the first time... no you didn’t <3

𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

this is a historical au collaboration, but any genre is allowed as long as your story is set in your chosen era! however, smut is not allowed for jisung or if you, the writer, are underage.

all works must be member x reader. love triangles and the like are allowed, but the main male character must be the member you chose.

eras and members are chosen on a first come, first served basis. please message me if you want to participate! if your main blog isn’t your writing blog, please be sure to tell me your writing blog so i can add it to this list correctly :)

you must have discord, since i will be sending all writers working on this collaboration a discord server link. there, i will send announcements and we can all give each other feedback!

tag any triggering content. if you’re not sure, ask in the discord server!

research is definitely encouraged as you will be writing about historical eras, some with specific cultural significance! please be respectful of any cultures or traditions you write about.

in the same vein, don’t romanticize any historical events or figures that are controversial, or have had negative cultural impact (ie, 9/11, the crusades, colonialism). again, if you’re not sure, ask in the discord server!

minimum word count is 2k. your words cannot be blurbs or timestamps.

please inform me if: you’re changing your url, you’re going on hiatus, or if you need to leave the collaboration.

the deadline is currently november 2021, but it is very flexible and can be pushed back even further should several writers ask!

after you’re added, i would really appreciate it if you reblogged this post to boost its reach :D

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖝

moon taeil - 

johnny suh - @aquamoonchaii - the joseon dynasty

lee taeyong - @moondustaeil - the victorian era

nakamoto yuta -

qian kun -

kim doyoung - me! - the renaissance

lee ten - @sleepylixie - the 1940s

jung jaehyun - @doderyscoffee​ - the rococo era

dong sicheng - @loonacitys - the regency

kim jungwoo - @smileyjaeminies - ancient greece

wong yukhei -

mark lee - @lamaiejeno - the 1920s

xiao dejun -

wong kunhang - @zephyr-abyss - the golden age of piracy

huang renjun - @seulgiswhoreee - the 1930s

lee jeno - @jenoentry - the roman empire

osaki shotaro -

lee donghyuck -

na jaemin - @jaehyyns - the 1960s

liu yangyang - @lovelyutas - the late middle ages

zhong chenle - @softcrescendo - the tang dynasty

jung sungchan -

park jisung - @heejinnien - the three kingdoms period

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖘

listed below are historical eras to choose from, a brief description of them (except anything past the 1900s as they’re pretty self explanatory), and a few examples of media or cultural phenomena you could use as inspiration if you can’t think of anything! media will be in italics, cultural phenomena will not.

ancient greece (800 BCE—32 BCE): a civilization based in the mediterranean, known for its extensive mythology and advancements in math, art, western philosophy and government. inspiration: the odyssey, hercules, the iliad, percy jackson.

the han dynasty (206 BCE—220): known for its long reign and achievements, it was the second imperial dynasty of china. it is highly regarded as an age of peace and prosperity that allowed china to grow into a major world power. inspiration: painted skin, the virtuous queen of han, the king’s woman

roman empire (27 BCE—476): in its time, this was one of the most powerful empires in the “known world” as a result of its political prowess and military power. it spanned from england, to the mediterranean, to parts of the middle east. inspiration: the heroes of olympus, pompeii, gladiator 

the tang dynasty (618—906): regarded by many as china’s golden age of arts and culture, the tang dynasty allowed aristocratic life to flourish. poetry, art, and education prospered. inspiration: house of flying daggers, the empress of china

the viking age (793—1066): time period in scandinavian europe during which vikings conquered parts of north america and england. inspiration: vikings, how to train your dragon trilogy

the three kingdoms period (892—936): period in korean history in which the korean peninsula was split into three kingdoms, all wanting to conquer one another: goguryeo, silla and baekje. inspiration: the blade and petal, hwarang 

feudal japan (1185—1602): period of civil unrest in japan, during which the political world was unstable, and power fluctuated between the shogunate and the royal court. it can be separated into two main eras: the kamakura period, and the sengoku period. inspiration: samurai, inuyasha, hakuouki

the late middle ages (1250—1450): a relatively brutal period, known for its numerous wars and civil unrest, throughout europe and asia. inspiration: the princess bride, robin hood, marco polo

joseon dynasty (1392—1897): the last and longest ruling confucian monarchy in korean history. inspiration: 100 days my prince, mr. sunshine, rookie historian goo hae-ryung

the renaissance (1450—1600): period based in europe (mainly italy) which was known for its advances in art, technology and science. inspiration: shakespeare in love, romeo and juliet, ever after

the golden age of piracy (1650—1730): during which maritime piracy across the world grew more and more prominent due to large shipments of cargo making their way to places like the caribbean, west africa, north america and europe. inspiration: pirates of the caribbean, treasure island

the rococo era (1737—1770): art movement in europe which glamorized grandeur and luxury, revolving around heaven, angels, love and lavishness. inspiration: barry lyndon, marie antoinette, a little chaos

the age of revolutions (1765—1849): a period in which a shift occurred in the western world, and monarchical institutions were overthrown in places like latin america, north america, and france. inspirations: les miserables, hamilton

the regency (1795—1837): british time period surrounding the time before, during, and after which prince george of england iv ruled as prince regent after his father was deemed unfit, during which time aristocracy flourished. inspiration: pride and prejudice, emma, bridgerton

victorian era (1837—1901): period spanning the rule of queen victoria of england, during which the industrial revolution occurred and urbanization became widespread. inspiration: the young victoria, the phantom of the opera, penny dreadful

the old west (1860—1890): period in american history during which many made the dangerous decision of migrating west of the Mississippi river, in search of gold, new land, and money. inspiration: jane got a gun, the good the bad and the ugly

the 1900s: moulin rouge!, finding neverland

the 1910s: downton abbey, my fair lady, anastasia

the 1920s: the great gatsby, boardwalk empire, silent films

the 1930s: bonnie and clyde, the handmaiden, the beginning of hollywood’s golden age  

the 1940s: casablanca, the godfather, the notebook

the 1950s: swing kids, grease, dead poets society 

the 1960s: american graffiti, the british invasion, summer of love

the 1970s: the lovely bones, mindhunter, the birth of punk music

the 1980s: atomic blonde, stranger things, the americans

[neonun-au]

WARNINGS: lengthy, fic spoilers, death tw??

It has been a whole month, but hello again! I'll get straight to it, OK?

I finished even the new addition to the series, by the way!

I just want to say how cinematic it was to read every installment in your NCT series. Beginning from Yuta — which I greatly wanted to scream about after the announcement of his upcoming movie since it resembles greatly the image I have of him in your story — I was in awe with how I perfectly saw the streets of Tokyo. I am familiar with how their streets look like, for certain, but I am also certain that one misplaced description can throw me off, so for you to describe the alleys and the colors of the night, and how alone Yuta was, how he has to stay away from every fragment of his past — picturesque.

With Sicheng, it was like a psychedelic ride. I do not even know what in the world that means, but that was how I felt about it. The detachment from everything from how he must feel to the random yet fateful presence of Y/N, and how one's concern — whether on a surface level or deep — can pull you out of the limbo of hopelessness and maybe, just maybe, give you one last thought about another try. That's how I felt about it. It was just... it kind of hit a nerve... whew.

And, of course, you already know about my thoughts on Jaehyun's ♡

Johnny's and Jeno's quite scared me, but not in a bad way, of course. With John's, I sort of skipped through the part where it said it was a ghost!au, so when the time looped, I was like, "What the—hello?!" But, truth be told, the idea of a fiance not returning home to me is already a stake through the heart. The imagery that he was at war and dying in it and I was expecting him to come home... man, that's not something you read and want to read about in a fan fiction everyday, but you wrote it so well that the idea of his ghost reenacting his death, and probably having the memory of his partner the last thing he held on to, and Y/N having to receive the news... it gives me endless white vibes, and I am sad again, but, like, artistically sad, y'know?

Jeno's greatly reminded me of Pirates of the Caribbean if I would see it in the dead sailors' viewpoint. The buildup from Jeno believing he may make it till the loneliness gets too much to bear that he must be hearing things, but then, he actually is not is quite saddening. How you used the best terms to describe it, how you portrayed the image of his old man telling him not to succumb to the loneliness... chilling, ma'am. Brava.

Taeyong's reminded me of Love and Monsters (Dylan O'Brien) haha~ but only in the aspect of a dystopian world and being apart from his partner and he's in search for her. I like how you skipped the yada-yada and went straight to how normal it has become for the world to be... that, but creeps in the fear of things going worse than they are, and in comes Taeil. How you portrayed him to be your harmless stranger who is only ever just in need of safety and shelter like the rest of their world, and the regretful desperation he displayed to someone who helped him all because he, too, needed to survive... the note he left... and the scribbling that Taeyong left... damn. You wrote such a raw and empathetic scenario so well, I still recall it well after a month of not reading it anew.

And Renjun's... might be among my favorites. It must be the lack of dialogue yet the colorful portrayal of a bond physically broken by the cycle of life that caught me. You did not even have to divulge what exactly happened, just that his future has gone... you have a knack and a skill for writing about death and the introspection it can incite amidst the topic. I find that remarkable of you. You made a person's grieving process poetic with your words. How you mentioned his partner's body to have been cremated and how he could not have anything of her to hold on to in the physical world, that tugged at my heart for some reason. Maybe it's how you pressed on the idea of things having their end at some point, how raw and factual it is that only memories can last, though even those, too, will fade in time.

What I like about this series is how it felt like a short film of slices of life. The lack of dialogue in some is what captures me — you describe them and convey them well that a dialogue is not quite necessary. You know one of those films, like, with reels, and it's like it just hits you with a wave of nostalgia, truth, possibility, and introspection? That was how it felt, and I may not ever be able to express it well, but you write emotions well that I do not ever think I can find another one in this site that actually expresses themselves well through words. You do not need smut, romance-centric plots to capture an audience, though I strongly feel you need more simply for how well you tell stories. People need to appreciate literature more...

Anyway! That's that! That was pretty long, I apologize, but, as promised, here is my lengthy feedback! ♡ I hope you've been well, Mads. Looking forward to more of your NCT (or just anything of yours, really) stuff ♡ — review anon

!! I also thought the announcement of his movie was WILD when I saw it I was like OH MY GOD !! this is my yuta !! and i am working on a massive prequel/expansion fic for that one so hopefully it lives up to the hype/everything when / if it does end up getting released ! ive never been to tokyo, so its nice to hear that the atmosphere/setting in the fic do sort of reflect it !

ahahaha yeah on topic of the johnny fic....it definitely is not something that people want to read in fanfiction generally. which is why i get that there is little interaction with these fics LOL they're very niche and very....non-fan ficy. most people are here for the fantasy, right? and these...do not fulfill anything in that sense. artistically sad hfdjskafd haha yes yes that is the goal ;)) well sorta

also v happy you liked the jeno one ! it was my favourite before the most recent addition (the renjun fic) and i still have some small soft spot for it. i love horror haha

this is my favourite idea of an apocalypse au tbh !! so many of them are centered around the dramatics of the actual apocalypse, which is fair, but i REALLY like the idea of exploring how the world would be once the dust settles. once it becomes the new normal, y'know? i had considered doing a massive expansion of this one as well and i might still look into it but...i just love the idea of the world building that exists there. something sort of ambient and poignant about it

the renjun one is my absolute favourite as well so i am so happy that you responded well to it. minimal dialogue seems to be something i am rather drawn to. maybe because i am quite an introspective person myself? but idk...i just love writing introspection haha and showing things through description etc etc

ah !! like a collection of short films yes i love that !! different slices of different aspects of life. i also never fully realised until now just how much i write death as a theme in so many fics. how it just....is. i wonder what that says about me lol i like to think i dont write it in an exploitative way tho haha i would hope

i do want to write more larger, romantic fics ! it sort of pushes the boundaries of my writing and my abilities because it isnt really what comes super naturally to me as a writer, but i love doing it and i just love romance as well. hopefully i will be able to dive deeper into some more plot heavy fics sooner than later haha <3

thank you thank you thank you again ! i hope you enjoy the rest of that angst series as it comes out slowly, slowly. and if you read anything else from me in the future ! you know i love to hear about it hahaha

[jacksons-goddess-gaia]

Hearth Fire~ NCT DND inspired drabble

❖ NCT, johnny x taeyong

❖ Adventure, romance, Drabble, dnd style inspired au

❖ TW: Mentions of weapons, language

❖ wc: 1257

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Screams echoed off the rocky cavern like walls, shadows dancing in the green torchlight. The water made every soft step a thousand times louder, sounding an alert to any in front or behind them of their path. He’d never wanted to be a pirate, never considered it either. But that didn’t make this place feel less like a route to a hidden treasure chest, or the air feel any less tense than the passageway to dungeons deep below a sea fort.

“Would you keep up?” The figure in front of him grunted in irritation, pausing to rest against the carved wall and let him catch up. The man's hobbling gait was surprisingly fast, not that he minded, though he did ponder how the old man wasn’t slipping every few moments with his old wooden peg leg, his own rubber shod boots betraying him more than once. Nevertheless he trudged onward following him deeper beneath the earth, shaking off the water droplets falling from the stalactites above.

Had years of this sort of adventuring not hardened his temperament, he might have asked “Are we there yet?” But each time they turned a corner, every time they came close to the sound of rushing water, he bit back the words and trudged on. In all honesty the journey probably one took two hours, but between the damp, the constant fear of detection, and the growing anticipation in his chest, the young man was grateful when his guide stopped at a ladder leading upwards. Taeyong waited, staring at the man for a few moments for him to speak before lifted gloved fingers and pointing upwards.

“Is that my…?”

“Yes it be your stop.” The old cloaked man watched him with that one brown eye again, and Taeyong decided that would be enough for conversation for now.

“Well thank you.” Taeyong bowed offering the man a gold coin, before wrapping his kidhide gloved hands around the rusting cast iron rungs. Without much more than a glance backwards, Taeyong clambered upwards, a sweet smelling downdraft rolling through a hole in the roof of the tunnel. His hair stood on end, excitement bubbling in his chest as the sound of chattering and crashing came within earshot. A tiny keyhole sized dot high above him his only light source as he clambered higher into this vertical passageway.

Knowing better than to look down Taeyong continued his climb, arms near shaking from weariness by the time the sounds grew to a normal roar, the light just within arms reach at last. He could hear mens and womens shouts and cries, and the sound he’d been longing to hear for damn near a fourtnight. Bracing himself on two of the rungs he reached up, palm pressed to the ceiling which quickly revealed itself to be a heavy hard oak polished to perfection. With two hard shoves it flew free and the noise above came rolling into the damp darkness, embracing him in a golden glow, the smells so familiar he could cry Taeyong scaled the gap between the rungs and the trap door and leapt inside.

“Ah HEY there young master-oh wow-” A young impish face greeted him, eyes squinting in the bright lights of the room. Candles and torches burning all around and directly across the large wooden room a roaring fireplace. “Hey-Hey boss! Look who made it afterall!”

The chair by the fire shifted, a tall blonde man lifting his head, dark eyes fixating themselves on Taeyong as he dusted himself off discarding the worn cloak he’d been wearing for so long now. The blonde’s lips curled, setting down his wine glass even as a dashing young man went to fill it for him.

“Finally…” The purr was quiet but echoed across the hall as many men yelled in excitement, while others handed over lost winnings. All in-not that he was counting, there were 22 men gathered in the hearthroom like space. Taeyong allowed the young boss with a light english accent to clap him on the back and guide him forward. “I thought you’d given me up at last.”

Taeyong left Marks grip, as Dooyoung and Haechan both admired him curious and wary, watching each step he took towards the large velvet backed chair by the fire. Taeyong tilted his head drinking in the sight of him, white linen shirt untied showing off his chiseled torso, gun and sword swung over the back of the chair. His britches were clean, and his black heeled boots gleamed in the light of the fire. In all he looked much the same as Taeyong had pictured, and yet even more dangerously mouth watering. This was a man who could kill without batting an eye, who could and had destroyed nations with the wave of a hand.

“Well guess for the man who knows everything you must enjoy being wrong.” Taeyongs words were deeper, rougher and more filled with emotion than normal as he reached into his pocket. He didnt miss the way the men scattered about instantly were talking quieter, nor that their hands had all suddenly found weapons from thin air. But the man merely chuckled and waved them all off.

“I knew I was done for the moment I set eyes on you.” He admitted, though he hardly sounded distressed, in fact Taeyong noted the hints of amusement in his voice like a game had ended and he’d won. This time however Taeyong refused to be the one left sitting behind at the table, face red, heart and mind racing for answers. “So what will it be your majesty? Am I off to the gallows?”

Taeyong ignored his words closing the last of the distance between them, fingers knotting in his collar, yanking him up slightly eyes blazing into his. “Marry me Jonathan Suh.” There was not a word of protest to leave the mans lips as Taeyong slammed his down upon him, leaning over him in the chair, a knee placed upon the cushions. Johnny didn’t fight back, this time he had lost, and he merely submitted kissing him back if a bit too slowly for the young future emperors opinion. Long arms reaching around to embrace his smaller form dragging Taeyong to straddle his hips, the members of his guild and crew forgotten in that heated moment. Both breaking apart to stare deep into the others soul.

“You know the minute I failed to kill you I knew my time would end with you.” Johnny murmured cupping his face in a weapon callused palm.

“And I told you, I was going to make you mine if it meant tearing this empire apart brick by brick.” Taeyong reminded him kissing Johnny tenderly. “Don’t think I missed my ring around your neck…you’ve waited in the shadows long enough. Come stand beside me.”

“To rule in the light?...I quite like my secrecy as an assassin and guild master…good thing I was already ready to give it up for you anyway.” Johnny smiled pulling the necklace out Taeyongs imperial ring sitting on its chain.

“Not like I could leave my lover behind, especially not you.” Taeyongs nerves would normally have taken him, he’d have blushed and stuttered uncertain of the leader of the assassins guilds feelings for him. But now as his men cheered, and three months long searching, Taeyong was certain this was what he wanted. “Marry me Johnny. Thats an order.”

Johnnys lips twitched upwards in a smirk bowing his head to the smaller man. “Your every wish is my command…my darling~”

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Our Love Will Never Die

Pirate! AU

Summary: In which, Princes Jeno and Jaemin are captured by pirates, and just want to escape to live their lives together

Warnings: Heavy Angst, Major Character Death, Minor Character Death, Blood, Swords, Guns, Drowning, Sword fighting, Violence, Very brief mentions of wanting to die

Characters: Prince! Jeno, Prince! Jaemin, Pirate Captain! Taeyong, Pirate Captain! Mark, Pirate Captain! Haechan

Words: 4,668

Playlist Link: https://youtu.be/eOfw5D7yVRU

A/N: Ive been really into the idea of pirates and princes lately, so i wrote some angst! Hope you enjoy ^-^ Please tell me how you like it!

Jeno could only look down, trying to stop the salty ocean water mopped in his hair from falling into his eyes. He rubbed his wrist lightly, the metal shackles chafing and cutting into his skin. He could hear the heavy footsteps trudge down the stairs, but couldn’t bring himself to look up.

Jeno could hear the grin in his voice as the man spoke to him, the evil flowing past his lips, “Up, Your Highness.”

He clenched his fists at the emphasis put on his title as he stood, keeping his head down. He heard the clinking of the metal as the cell door opened, and he was tugged by his wrists, gun pressed to his back as he walked up the stairs and onto the deck. He ignored the stares and cackling sent his way as he walked. He finally looked up as he walked, seeing the grins and whistles and hearing faint, ‘Hello Your Highness’s’ sent his way. Jeno continued to ignore them. 

He also ignored the beating of his heart as he was pushed up another set of stairs, to the captain's deck. He watched as the crowd around the captain’s table dispersed, making way for the captain himself to walk forward. He couldn’t understand what he was saying, the pounding in his heart was blocking out his perception of sound. Jeno couldn’t look him in the eyes either, moving to look back down at his feet in misery. 

He heard a scowl and a deep, “Look at me when I’m talking to you, boy.” 

Jeno looked up at him with dim eyes, hair blowing in the ocean wind. He couldn’t bring himself to be angry with the captain, or even try to fight him. 

“Do you know who I am, boy?”

Jeno could only shake his head, shuffling the shackles around his hands a little more. 

The captain broke out into a mean grin, tilting his head to the side slightly to meet his eyes, “Well then, why don’t we introduce ourselves?”

Jeno watched as the captain moved away from him, his long coat trailing behind him as he moved to stand on the table, looking over the deck railing to the rest of his crew. He heard his voice ring out through the dark chilled air, a wicked smile on his face, “Who are we, men?”

The voices rang out clear in return, shouting back at him,”The Silver Hydra!”

He watched the captain turn to face him, bowing slightly in mockery as he spoke,” And I, Your Highness, am the captain Taeyong Lee, one-third of the Lee brothers.”

Jeno could feel his heart stuck in his throat. He tried to keep a solemn expression, he really did. But with Captain Taeyong’s smirk, he knew his expression had given him away. 

“So, you do know who I am, then?” He asked in a sickly sweet voice. 

Jeno didn’t answer him, fear and panic growing in his body. He had heard stories about the Lee brothers. 

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The three brothers Lee, captains of the blue sea. Many know who they are, few meet them and live to tell the tale. They were all three happy loving brothers, once. Soon to be rulers of the prestigious kingdom of Apra, a small kingdom but a cheerful one nonetheless. 

One night, in the midst of a harsh winter, the three Lee brothers were awoken to the screams and cries of their people, right outside the castle. The oldest brother, Lee Taeyong, ran to fetch his younger brothers and hide them from the harsh reality of the outer walls of the castle. They ran and hid in a small storage closet, just as they heard the palace doors break down. The youngest brother, Lee Donghyuck, shook with fear as he waited for the hundreds of foot steps to pass. The middle brother, ever the adventurer, had decided he wanted to fight them off, defend his kingdom from attack. Mark had ended up getting all three of them caught and captured, being placed on their knees in front of their parents in the throne room of their palace. The king and queen, sitting in shame. 

The pirates had told their parents, “You still owe us, for the favor that has gotten you here today.” 

The King and Queen had pleaded with them to stop, to give them a chance to fully repay them. The Queen had cried, “Please stop this! What do you want from us?”

The Pirates could only laugh. You see, the king and queen already known what they had wanted, the minute they had started their pillaging through their kingdom. 

The Pirates told them, “You know what we want, Your Highnesses. Our payment, in full. Now.”

The King could only bow his head in shame as he turned to look at their three children, eyes full of guilt and sorrow. “We don’t have it.”

The Captain of the Pirate crew could only laugh again, turning towards the three princes, “You don’t? Then I guess the kingdom is ours boys! Take what you want!”

The Queen looked up at them as they started moving, shouting, “Wait!” and as everyone turned to watch, she looked at her husband before speaking again.

“Take them.”

The Pirates could only stand, waiting for confirmation from the King. 

The King looked one last time at his three children, before nodding in agreement, “Yes. Take them.”

The three princes could only watch in shock as the Captain moved towards them, a grin as wide as the sea on her face, “You hear that boys? Looks like Mommy and Daddy care more about their throne than you. Even though it is rightfully mine.” She spat, turning back to the King and Queen with a grin. “But this ought to be enough payment, don’t you think?”

The Captain turned to her crew, smiling wider if possible, before speaking in a soft manner, “Tie them up.”

And as the princes were stripped from their home and made prisoner of the Bandits of the Eternal Raid, they left behind the innocent and loving parts of themselves. The parts of themselves that made them weak, as they liked to say now. 

It is unclear how they themselves became leaders of their own pirate crews and gained their own ships. Some say they killed the captain of the Eternal Raid and took over her ship, others say they escaped and stole the ships themselves.

One thing is clear; they will never be the princes they once were. And you were lucky to even be alive more than a day once captured on their ship. So while not many have lived to tell the tale of the Lee brothers, everyone knows who they are.

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Jeno knew who they were, what they were capable of. He knew he was in trouble, just by being here. And that caused him to start panicking. He knew Captain Taeyong could see it on his face, too. He decided he should at least make a run for it, maybe he could grab someone's gun to defend himself.

That thought quickly diminished however, when he saw him. His lover, the man he was set to marry. The one person he had loved and cared for more than anything in this world. 

Jeno hadn’t seen him in days. He had been trapped in the cell below the ship for four days, little food and water being given to him. Jaemin looked worse. He looked as if he had no food at all for days on end, only having enough to barely keep him alive. He was tied to the post of the back sail of the ship, back pressed against it as he teetered close to the railing. He sucked in a breath as their eyes met, and Jeno watched the tears well up in his eyes as he saw him.

Jeno was brought back to reality by a harsh slap across his cheek. He winced slightly and could hear Jaemin’s soft whimper across the deck, turning to look back at the Captain again as he spoke, “You answer someone when they ask you a question, boy. Or are you distracted with our new pet?” 

He could feel his anger rising as the words rang through his ears, having to will his mouth to speak before being cut off, “I see. He means something to you.” Jeno watched as Captain Taeyong moved to stand on the table once more, turning towards the post and leaning down to grip onto Jaemin’s chin, forcing him to turn and look at Jeno before he turned his head himself. 

He shouted out to his crew, keeping eye contact with Jeno as he did so, “Look at what we have here, mates! A pair of starcrossed lovers! Your love, written across the stars, hm?”

Jeno’s hand was itching to grab a sword or a gun, just something to try and get them free, to get them to safety. 

He watches Taeyong squeeze Jaemin’s jaw just a bit harder and he can hear the crew around him laughing and he can’t help the rage flowing throughout his body as he yells at him, “Get your filthy hands off of him!” 

He can feel the silence settle across the crowd as the Captain stands, jumping off the table and making his way over to him with a dark glare, sure to make anyone's insides twist up in knots. He stands directly in front of him, his face too close for Jeno’s liking. 

With a darkly quiet voice, he speaks directly to Jeno, “What did you say to me, boy?”

Jeno can only swallow his nerves, using the close proximity to his advantage as he reaches for the Captain’s sword while replying, “I said, get your hands off of him.” 

As he unsheathes the sword, he stands there with it drawn, ready to use the surprise to his advantage and push it through the Captain's chest. But Taeyong is faster, grabbing one of his men from the side and pulling him in front of him as Jeno pushes the sword through his chest. 

Captain Taeyong can only smirk at him, before drawing the sword from the dead crew member and pointing it forward as he drops the man to the side. He moves forward to try and slice Jeno’s side, but he reacts just quick enough to counter him. 

Jeno jumps back slightly as more of the crew along with their captain start coming at him, attempting to slice and stab at him. He silently praises his parents for forcing him to take those fencing and sword fighting lessons. 

He can feel more and more people start to surround him and he desperately tries to fight for his and his lover's freedom, stabbing and slicing through crew members of the ship. He can see the younger members of the pirate crew cower away, moving to hide behind barrels and things they could find, as not to be forced to join the fight. Jeno’s heart yearns to take them to safety, get them out of the dangerous ocean waters and back to his palace with Jaemin by his side. 

He hears a scream from in front of him, and that causes him to snap back to reality, just in time to feel the cool metal of a dirty blade slicing through his side. He knew that scream, that voice. He felt it in his chest, fear and panic settling in as he frantically fought against the crowd coming towards him, trying to get to the table from before, the post with which his lover was tied. 

He finally broke through the crowd and for a split second his defense broke, his hand dropping to his side. He watched in horror, all fighting energy leaving his body for mere seconds as Taeyong held his sword in front of Jaemin, both of them standing on the railing of the ship. Taeyong held onto Jaemin by his shirt only, his whole body leaning over the edge with his hands and feet still bound. 

Jeno looked up into Jaemin’s eyes, his own full of fear as Jaemin looked back in desperation. He felt his heart beating faster than before as he came back to the reality of the situation, raising his sword to defend his lover once more. He saw the glint of mischief in the captain's eye, and it only fueled his anger and fear. 

He swung his sword with fervor, ignoring his shackled hands and trying his hardest to get past all of the pirates to reach his lover. He heard Captain Taeyong’s voice from in front of him, moving his sword around as he spoke.

“You know, boy, I was planning on sparing you both, maybe having you work with my crew or my brothers. I think I might have to change plans now though, to teach you a lesson about respect.”

Jeno’s heartbeat sped up as he tried his hardest to break past the crowd once more, his desperation showing as he fought and fought. 

He cried out a sharp, “No!” as he swung his sword more, stabbing through people and pushing to try and get them out of his way. 

When he finally pushed past the crowd of men and made his way to the table, it was too late. He was too late. He watched as Taeyong sliced the side of Jaemin’s arm, and as Jeno jumped over the table to reach him, Taeyong let him go. 

Jeno screamed, “Jaemin!” as he reached the railing and watched him fall, his hand reaching out for him. He heard and felt the desperation in his voice as Jaemin screamed, reaching out for Jeno with bound hands. 

He watched Jaemin hit the water with a splash, before gripping onto the railing, tears welling in his eyes. He felt his heart pounding, knowing that Jaemin was under the water, struggling to get free and swim to the surface. He knew he was struggling to breathe, to stay alive. And it killed him. He kept thinking of ways to get down in the water, to look for him, to save him. But it was no use. 

Jeno turned toward the Captain in an angry, pained daze, raising his sword as tears fell from his eyes. He walked towards him, his face hardening as he swung at him, trying to slice and stab him as hard as he could. He screamed with each swing he made, each step he took, “Save him! Save him! Save him now!”

Captain Taeyong kept his devilish smirk on his face as he dodged all the attacks made towards him. Jeno only tried harder, tears starting to cloud his vision as they fell. 

Because of his blurred vision, he ended up stabbing a post, but Jeno couldn’t bring himself to care. He fell to his knees in front of Taeyong, tears streaming down his face as he screamed. He screamed for as long as his lungs would allow him to. He didn’t care about the hundreds of crew members watching him or the seemingly never fading smirk on the Captain's face. None of it mattered to him. 

It was his fault. He started fighting. Maybe they would’ve survived if he hadn’t said anything. Maybe it could’ve been the other way around. 

He could feel the pain in his heart, knowing Jaemin had struggled and died a slow and painful death. All he could feel was pain and grief. He kept his head down as he whispered a small sentence, “Why did you do it?”

Jeno heard the Captain shuffle forward and grab his chin, forcing him to look up at him as he spoke quietly and harshly, “I already told you, Your Highness,” he spoke his title with annoyance, “to teach you about respect. You, of all people, should know about that.”

He walked away to collect his sword out of the post Jeno had stabbed it through, looking at the blade and wiping away a little blood as he kept talking, louder this time, “I’ll offer you this chance one more time. Join my crew or one of my brothers. Seeing your skill now, you could make a great addition.”

Jeno couldn’t wrap his head around what he was saying. Was he seriously asking him to join him, after he just drowned the love of his life? After he took them captive from their kingdom, their lives? He didn’t understand.

He only now remembered the wound in his side, moving to put his hand over the open slice and looking at it, watching the blood flow. He could feel a few presences behind him, forcing him to stand. He looked up at the Captain, a dark, sorrowful look in his eyes as he spoke, “Bring him back.”

Taeyong could only hum in response, egging Jeno on further.

With a scream this time, “Bring him back!”

Taeyong gave him a pointed look, before growling and sheathing his sword. 

“You wanna see him again? Fine.” Taeyong turned towards his men, “Boys! Send out a rescue boat!”

He turned to face Jeno again, before yelling, “Bring back the body.”

Jeno didn’t like the way that sentence made him feel. Those words stung. Jeno could feel it in his heart. Body. Jaemin’s body. He had been reduced to just a body rather than a person, a person with a soul, a mind, a spirit, a heart. 

Jaemin had meant the world to Jeno. They were planning to marry, to unite their kingdoms as one and rule over their people with a kind heart. Everything had been in place too. They had the wedding planned, rings made for them, crowns ready for the coronation ceremony afterwards. 

It was all gone. All a fever dream, an idea, a memory. The love of his life, dead before his eyes. 

He hadn’t even registered that he’d been tied to the same post as his lover, kept under the watchful eye of the Captain, as one of the younger sailors tended to his wound. He could only keep his head down, more tears falling as he stood there. He would occasionally look over his shoulder, out to sea to watch the rescue boat. 

Jeno isn’t sure how long he stood there and watched them search, but he couldn’t hold back his heavy sobs when he heard a whistle, watching as they pulled something from the ocean depths and rowed back to the ship. 

Jeno knew it was Jaemin’s body. He knew what he was going to see. It’s not something he was prepared for. 

He watched as the boat was pulled back up, the sailors and the body being pulled out. Taeyong stood at the ledge overlooking the ship, watching as the men carried his lover's body up the deck and laid him on the floor. 

Taeyong looked down at Jaemin with a tsk, nudging lightly at his foot before walking over to Jeno. He unsheathed his sword, cutting off the rope that held Jeno against the post as he spoke,”You got what you wanted, kid. Now go look at what you asked for.”

Jeno fell to the ground with a soft thud, before scrambling over to Jaemin’s dead, wet body. He sobbed quietly as he pulled Jaemin’s body in his lap, rocking back and forth in hysteria.

He looked down at him, softly brushing his wet hair away from his face as his tears dripped onto him. He cupped his cheeks gently, caressing them softly as he whispered sweet and broken promises to him, recounting moments shared between them and the lost moments they could’ve had. 

Jeno stays like that, crying with Jaemin’s body in his hands until his own body falls still, sleep and exhaustion overtaking him.

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He wakes up the next day, back in the cell he was once in, his shackles removed and replaced with rope. He couldn’t bring himself to care about that fact however, as he looked in the cell across from his own.

Staring back at him, was the dead body of his lover. He didn’t feel the tears well up in his eyes again, instead feelings of guilt and pain washing over him. He could only stare at him, not looking away, even as he hears the door open and footsteps walk down the stairs.

It feels like deja vu to him, those footsteps resounding in his ear. Oh, how he wishes he could do it all over again. 

He finds the Captain and two sailors standing in front of him, sharing that same wicked smile from before. He watches as they open the cell door, prepared for a fight but Jeno doesn’t give one, opting to just walk out and follow Taeyong instead. He can hear the door to the other cell opening, but he keeps walking, not wanting to look back at Jaemin any longer. 

When he arrived on deck, he looked out into the sea, finding two other pirate ships following closely behind The Silver Hydra's ship. At first, Jeno thought they were under attack, but looking around at the calmness of the other sailors, he relaxed. 

Taeyong brought him back up to the Captain’s Deck, taking his place at the wheel as Jeno stood behind him. He could feel two other presences at the table behind him, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care about figuring out who it was. It wasn’t until one of them spoke, their voice deep and soft, that he turned around.

“Who is this beauty, Yongie? You snagged a real find, didn’t you?”

Taeyong turned back to face him, resting against the wheel, “Even better, he can fight. I wanted to see if either of you wanted him on your crew. He clearly doesn’t wanna work under my command. Not after yesterday.”

He heard the second man hum in response, standing to come circle around Jeno, taking him in. 

The Lee Brothers. Jeno figured that must be who they are, who he could be forced to work under. He just looked down under their gazes, not daring to look at the body of his lover leaning against the railing a couple feet away. 

The smaller of the two, who he assumed must be Donghyuck, grabbed his chin and forced him to look up, smiling widely at him, with a strange mischief and curiosity in his eyes. 

“So you say he’s a good fighter? Let’s see it then.” He spoke, turning back to Taeyong. 

Jeno watched as a crew member unsheathed their sword under Taeyong directions, untying his rope bound hands and handing it to him. His limbs felt heavy at the weight of the sword, not having it in him to pick it up and care about fighting for his life. 

But then he looked at Jaemin’s body. His beautiful Jaemin, the love of his life, the only person he cared about. And his body was once again filled with rage.

He tensed up, and ignored Captain Donghyuck as he unsheathed his sword, lifting his head and turning to run towards Captain Taeyong instead, finally catching him off guard. 

He landed a slice on his arm before Taeyong had unsheathed his sword, giving his brothers a pointed look and telling them to back off. He stood in a fighting stance as Jeno charged at him again, anger filling every fiber of his body as he fought, not caring about the amount of damage that was inflicted upon his body. 

He fought back tears as he kept stabbing at Taeyong, finally listening to the words spewing out of his mouth as his anger died down a little.

“You’re mad at me for teaching you a lesson, boy? For killing your lover? You were probably planning on marrying him, weren’t you?”

Jeno only seethed more, fighting harder and ignoring the pain from his previous wounds.

“Newsflash, Little Prince! Not everything works out as planned! Not all love stories have happy endings! And you know what? You and him could’ve been okay if you would’ve stayed put. You killed that boy, not me!”

Jeno yelled at that, using his body strength to pin Taeyong to the short railing of the deck before speaking softly, “At least when I kill you, I’ll have no regrets.”

And Jeno pushed. Taeyong fell over the railing and Jeno watched as tears finally welled up in his eyes, letting the Captain's words settle in his head. 

He thought it was over. He really did. But he watched as another Lee, presumably Captain Mark, grabbed onto his brother's hand, hoisting him up and over the railing once more. He then felt hands grab him from behind, and a dark voice spoke in his ear. 

“It’s not that easy to kill a Lee, Your Highness.”

He listened as all three of the Lee’s cackled, tears rolling down his face. He turned to look at Jaemin once again, trying to break free of the grip on his body to go to him. 

Taeyong hummed lightly beside him, walking over to inspect Jaemin’s body. He kicked at it lightly, before turning around to scowl and glare darkly at Jeno. 

“You wanna be with him that badly, don’t you? Fine then.”

He watched as Taeyong motioned for two of his sailors to grab Jaemin’s body and force him into Jeno’s arm. Jeno’s tears cascaded down his cheeks as he felt Jaemin’s head slump against his shoulder, his once warm arms making no motion to hug him again. He felt a rope wrap around him and Jaemin’s body, forcing them together as he was pushed forward and down the stairs by the two sailors, the Lee’s watching from their deck.

Jeno felt the sailors force him onto the plank of wood jutting out from the ship, their swords pointed at him, not allowing him to turn around and walk back.

He gripped onto Jaemin’s body with his life, his heart pained and racing. He didn’t have a choice. He could still see the desperation on Jaemin’s face as he was let go, falling off the side of the ship. He could see the look of fear as he reached out for Jeno, a sharp cry escaping his lips.

He turned to face Taeyong as he spoke, tears still streaming down his face. He made no motion to stop them from falling either. 

“Listen here, sailors! Look at how our star-crossed lovers ended up! I know some of you here are hopeful to find yourselves a pretty little thing to call yours, but heed this warning. You are pirates! And pirates don't need love. We just need each other. So I won’t stop you if you look for love! But just remember, you will turn out just like these two. Their love was written in the stars, right?”

Taeyong turned to look at Jeno as he spoke, a dark, evil, and somewhat hurt expression on his face as he spoke. 

“Now look at them. Their so-called ‘love’, drowned at sea.”

Jeno sniffled and cried more as Taeyong spoke to him, looked at him. A part of him wasn’t ready to die. A part of him wanted to live, to avenge Jaemin’s death, to go back to their kingdoms to honor him and live on.

But another part of him wanted this. Another part of him felt he deserved it. He had been the one to kill Jaemin. So maybe, he could see him again. They could celebrate their love, both drowned at sea and in the stars. 

He heard a few more words spoken and then, Jeno was falling. He looked down at Jaemin’s face one last time, taking in his features and kissing his forehead as he fell, the pain in his heart swelling before he hit the water. He struggled for a while, trying to breathe and break away towards the surface before he gave up, clinging to Jaemin as they both faded into the depths of the ocean. 

Now truly, their love was drowned at sea.