#(for additonal tagging later)

[piningprecussionist]

One day you will feel remorse. One day you will regret the notion of willingly purchasing an object containing sentience, and afterwards doing nothing but brutalize it with sticks.

-the kit[kimpinesdrumset]

@kimpinesdrumset (ooc: for easily running over to the blog 👍)

[itstheelvenjedi]

4/27/23 EDIT TO ADD: I'm disabling reblogs on this part of the post as per the advice of someone in the tags to prevent it from going around and getting out of hand but obligatory disclaimer that this is NOT an accurate post to my current state of mind. In absolute simplest terms: I'm both physically disabled and ND, and the past 2 years have been a very shitty time for me with a lot of trauma and ableism etc. etc. BUT which ultimately helped me to grow into a more emotionally mature person who absolutely would not have said these things. It's not an excuse but it is context, and if I had known (didn't remember I queue'd this and the first I knew it existed was when I woke up and checked this tumblr for the first time in almost 3 weeks and I had almost 100 notes on a single post LMAO) it was there, I would have deleted it before it got posted. I've made another post in a reblog chain >HERE< that goes into this but this is like a TL;DR if you will. You can also find a stand-alone post with the copy-paste of the ammendment >HERE< or in my pinned post (I'll leave it here for a while and take it down later once this blows over)

EDIT #2: currently trying to figure out how to disable replies but can't seem to so I'm putting this at the TOP of the damned post instead because there's still a handful of people that think it's appropriate to make nasty comments without actually READING the ammendment, I'm sorry if I sound cranky it's been a long day, I am v tired & running out of ways to say the word "sorry" lol

The thing that gets me about the "oh wanting a cure for the incurable disability that ruins my life is not ableism ACSHUALLY!!!" crowd is

Yes babes, yes it is. That's a lil nugget called ✨internalised ableism✨ and ya know something? ITS STILL ABLEISM

You can put a pretty red bow with polka dots and frills on a pig as much as you like but it's STILL A FUCKING PIG and NOTHING You do will change that

But most of yall aren't ready for that conversation ig.

It's hard. It's a very hard thing to confront, realise and accept but it IS. and ableists EVERYWHERE will use that as a pro-eugenics gotcha. You're not just hurting yourself you're hurting other disabled people too.

ABLE BODIED PEOPLE DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS POST. YOU ARE NOT DISABLED AND YOU ARE NOT QUALIFIED TO TALK ABOUT WHAT IS OR IS NOT DIFFICULT FOR DISABLED PEOPLE. Able bodied ND people may add stuff if you want but be aware if you try to derail physically disabled additions w/ "buh muh ND ish awso a disabiwity" I will straight up block you. Yall ALWAYS do that and I am tired of it. Just don't be an asshole about your additons if you're going to make any or stay quiet too.

[slavicafire]

now, given that our vampire pirate ship needs more undead people aboard, I believe that I, as a responsible and respectable (haha!) vampire pirate captain need to hire a crew, and make sure all types of vampires are accomodated well.

now! read carefully! if you are undead, a vampire, or any other wonderful creature - or a very brave and adventurous mortal, this is for you!

we need:

- at least two cooks who are able to cook GOOD FOOD both WITH and WITHOUT garlic

- someone (can be mortal) poetically inclined to accompany those of us who cannot see their reflection in the mirror and tell them they look appropriately badass and/or pretty when required

- hand poke tattoo artist because we need matching vampire pirate tattoos. preferably a mortal so you don’t start feeling snacky for the client halfway through the tat.

- musically talented supernaturals/mortals to play and sing and help our ship be a merry shanty wonderful shitshow

- artists who would be willing to travel with us and paint us during our various undead adventures (double important in case of those undead who do not appear on photos)

- anyone with practical skills that might be useful on a ship! (sewing, knitting, sewing up people, herbs knowledge, whatever it is you can do well - even pole dancing - I’m sure we need it!)

- CATS because I do not want a rat problem on our ship, it’s one step away from thinking you can live on them and broodily snack on them like you know who.

- priests and priestesses of various faiths to bless our ship and lead celebrations for those of us who are religious

- someone to keep the respectable and responsible captain in check

- at least two to document our voyages in journals, chronicles, and eerie looking old books 

please, if you believe you should be a part of our crew for the tasks mentioned above or anything else you deem useful, submit your applications by the next full moon! descriptions, cover letters, compliments to bribe the captain, and PHOTOS OF CATS are WELCOME AND ENCOURAGED.

soon, a contest for the name of the ship shall start, so be ready!

[bizarrequazar]

GJ and ZZH Updates — May 22-28

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This is part of a weekly series collecting updates from and relating to Gong Jun and Zhang Zhehan.

This post is not wholly comprehensive and is intended as an overview, links provided lead to further details. Dates are in accordance with China Standard Time, the organization is chronological. My own biases on some things are reflected here. Anything I include that is not concretely known is indicated as such, and you’re welcome to do your own research and draw your own conclusions as you see fit. A glossary of names and terms often used can be found [here]. Please let me know if you have any questions, comments, concerns, or additions. :)

05-22 → Colgate posted two photo ads featuring Gong Jun on their Weibo, [here] and [here].

05-23 → QuelleVous did a livestream going over information about CAPA. [recording] [summary]

→ Gong Jun posted a commercial he did for Fresh’s new product to his personal Weibo. (1129 kadian) This was reposted by Fresh shortly after, who also posted a new photo ad.

→ Gong Jun’s photoshoot for L’OFFICIEL was released, part of the caption includes, “Since the present is the future he once hoped for, then when the dream comes true, he must accept it and enjoy it. Changes are happening little by little, and he takes them all and makes them his new life.” (mtl) Two promo videos were posted on their Xiao Hong Shu [here] and [here]. Gong Jun posted several of the photos to his personal Weibo, Instagram, and Xiao Hong Shu, the captions on all are plane emojis (three, ten, and ten respectively.) This was reposted by his studio Weibo with the additional caption, “Let go of the mood, enjoy purity, embrace nature, and always be enthusiastic.” (mtl) The fashion editor for the magazine later posted a photo of himself and Gong Jun to his Xiao Hong Shu. The magazine included a short Q&A section, [translation here]. Fan Observation: It was discovered that when you hit translate on Gong Jun’s personal Weibo post while on the international app, the words “对, 对, ~我爱你~” (”Yes, yes, ~I love you~”) appear. [video] The translation software’s account later confirmed that this was an intentional Easter egg. 

At the same time (1129 kadian), the photoshoot for L’OFFICIEL HOMMES was released. A promo video was posted to their Xiao Hong Shu. Gong Jun posted some of the photos to his personal Weibo, Instagram, and Xiao Hong Shu, the captions are “hmm~” and “Working hard to gain muscle and lose fat!” respectively (same caption on Insta and XHS). This was reposted by his studio Weibo with the additonal caption, “@ Gong Jun Simon has a black and white style, is determined and arbitrary, and appreciates life in performances with sincerity and love.” (mtl)

If you searched for the magazines on Weidian, little stickers of Gong Jun fell down. [video]

→ Colgate announced a gift to be available with products at their flagship store, which features a drawing of a tooth done by Gong Jun. They also later posted a catalogue for this.

→ Gong Jun trended on Twitter.

05-24 → Gong Jun posted a promo image for the newly airing drama Heroes to his personal Weibo with the caption “Whoever sees it is the hero!” and tagging its two male leads Joseph Zeng and Liu Yuning (aka Lyn), the latter of whom plays the second male lead in Legend of AnLe. Joseph Zeng commented “Thank you handsome-faced and kind-hearted super handsome ge!” to which Gong Jun replied “Remember to treat me to a meal,” and Liu Yuning commented “Thank you my Jun-ge!” to which Gong Jun replied “You owe me a treat too!” [quoted translations] Gong Jun also followed Joseph Zeng, who followed back.

→ The Instagram account was verified.  Fan Observations: To verify an account on Instagram, you only need to provide a photo of government issued ID. It is known that Xie Yihua has at least one copy of Zhang Zhehan’s ID, which she has been using for montha to “prove” to fans that she has contact with him. [here] is an example of another Chinese celebrity who someone has impersonated with a verified Instagram account for over two years. Unfortunately and unsurprisingly, defenders of the account are treating the checkmark as if it’s the word of god.

→ Gong Jun’s studio Weibo posted a video compilation of recent commercial and photoshoot bts footage. (flashing images cw) Caption: “#Gong Jun unscheduled fragment delivery# You have a new a ‘work email’ to be checked. After checking it carefully, you will get a special gift from boss.”

05-25 → Bluebird posted the findings from analyzing the metadata on the statement Xie Yihua’s brand put out in response to Noko’s statement about being plaragized (05-10). The metadata shows that Xie Yihua’s statement was created the day before the products were even announced, two days before Noko put out their statement. Fan Observation: Obviously we can’t know for sure, but this sure makes it look like the plaragism was done with the expectation (read: hope) that it would cause trouble. Some believe her people themselves may have been the ones to tip Noko off about the plagarism, given Noko’s mention of “a Chinese celebrity” despite the brand’s site that the product was shown on not having any direct references to being to connected to “Zhang Zhehan”.

→ Colgate posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun announcing an upcoming ad campaign.

→ Fresh posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun.

→ Safeguard posted a five second teaser video featuring Gong Jun to advertise their new product going on sale. (1129 kadian) This was reposted by Gong Jun’s studio Weibo.

→ The Word of Honor costume assistant posted two more bts photos of Gong Jun. The post was later deleted for unknown reasons.

→ Two of Xie Yihua’s side Weibo accounts were permanently muted. 🎉

→ A brief clip of Gong Jun for Charlotte Tilbury appeared on Weibo’s opening screen.

05-26 → Charlotte Tilbury officially announced Gong Jun as their new global ambassador, releasing a commercial and a series of photo ads for the product line he’s representing. He posted a shortened cut of the commercial to his personal Weibo, caption: “I am delighted to be the global makeup ambassador for Charlotte Tilbury. The Pillow Talk Party is about to start a dream, and you want to know who the mysterious call is? Lock in @CharlotteTilbury and join me for more party surprises! CT Pillow Talk Party, joy is calling!” (mtl), this was reposted by Charlotte Tilbury and his studio Weibo. 

The Pillow Talk Party product line sold out less than three hours after Gong Jun was announced ambassador, as well as several other products also selling out.

→ Legal Daily posted a long article about how “immoral artists” can make comebacks, making explicit mention of artists releasing videos online playing the victim and selling merch. The journalist, Han Dangdong, has previously written articles defending CAPA’s ban lists and contributing to the slander against Zhang Zhehan. Fan Observation: One of the people cited in the article as an authority opinion does not seem to actually currently hold the position the article claims.

→ Honor posted a commercial for their new model featuring Gong Jun.

→ An impromptu Twitter space was held by Bluebird, QuelleVous, and Flora discussing the Legal Daily article, Xie Yihua(’s incompetence), and generally cursing out Xie Yihua. [recording] [summary]

→ LockNLock posted a commercial featuring Gong Jun. (1129 kadian) Caption: “To you who are looking forward to traveling freely: Do you want to see the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas? ⛰ Want to hear the waves (浪花) hit? 🌊 Want to see flowers blooming along the way? 💐 Maybe, we can't touch those distant scenery for the time being, but this summer, we can also experience a comfortable life at the door of our home! 🏕 Come and listen, Junjun @ Gong Jun Simon has sent you an invitation~ 🙋‍♂️” (mtl)

→ An open letter signed by many well known Chinese authors was posted addressing concerns about plagarism, resulting in a hot search on Weibo. Half an hour later, Xie Yihua made a statement on three different accounts about a fan who had asked about collecting Zhang Sanjian’s essays into a book, with Xie Yihua rudely citing copyright laws.

The timing has many wondering if Xie Yihua intentionally kicked up this fuss to draw negative attention to fans (ie. “look, Zhang Zhehan’s fans are plagarizing!”) Interestingly, this seems to have been the breaking point for a decent chunk of fans who have been believing her until this point, as this resulted in a “civil war” among them on Weibo.

→ Kangshifu posted three stills from their micro-movie featuring Gong Jun, announcing the end of the events they’d had going for the ad campaign.

→ Fresh posted a video spoken by Gong Jun announcing a new flagship store.

→ Safeguard posted another commercial featuring Gong Jun on their Taobao.

→ Warrior posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun to their Weixin.

→ Two more of Xie Yihua’s side accounts were muted. 🎉

→ Safeguard posted a photo ad featuring Gong Jun to their Weibo.

05-27 → L’Oreal posted a video using footage from their commercials with Gong Jun in late February / early March announcing a contest.

→ 精彩OK posted a video featuring Gong Jun with Fresh’s new product. This was later reposted by Fresh themselves. 精彩OK later posted another video featuring Gong Jun as part of a series celebrating their ten year anniversary.

→  A voice message from Gong Jun was made available on Charlotte Tilbury’s WeChat. [video]

→ 精彩OK posted a video for their ten year anniversary featuring Gong Jun among others. [Gong Jun cut]

→ A Twitter space was held by QuelleVous talking about Xie Yihua’s professional history and the current situation with a publishing company linked to CAPA. [part 1] [part 2] [summary]

→ Charlotte Tilbury posted a video spoken by Gong Jun to their Weixin.

→ A Twitter space was held between Naan, QuelleVous, and Puddan_ talking about the Beijing Circle of the Chinese entertainment industry. [recording]

→ Four pictures of “Zhang Zhehan” “wearing” Xie Yihua’s merch accompanied by “Lufei” were posted to the Instagram. Caption: “The road is very long🪐 Run hard🏃 to fly🛸 Keep on moving🌊” (mtl) Fan Observations:   -  In the two photos where his face is visible it can be easily seen that the logos were photoshopped in, the other of “him” looks to be our old friend the body double in a rented apartment. [further comparison] Some are wondering if the body double here is Susu.  -  The hand in the photo of “Lufei” does not look like Zhang Zhehan’s.  -  Below is a photo of Lufei from last June (left) and the new one (right). [here] is a comparison done by a veterinary surgeon.   -  Remember the fake Lufei account from last November? The one that Wang Mengmeng said was Xie Yihua? Literally the exact same deal here with both the dog and the rented apartment, I wouldn’t be surprised if these are actually extra photos from that. That account was used as part of the reason for Zhang Zhehan being put on the 11-23 list, and this confirms that it was indeed Xie Yihua’s doing.  -  We are not the target audience for these. The photos being fake is laughably obvious for us, but the reality is that people in the general public who see these in passing aren’t going to look closely—they’re just going to see “proof” of it being Zhang Zhehan behind the merch.

05-28 → QuelleVous posted an updated chart showing CAPA’s current connections that can be publicly confirmed.

→ Kangshifu posted a short commercial featuring Gong Jun. Caption: “Loving someone is a light taste. Just like this elegant fragrance, people can't stop the aftertaste. This bottle of Kangshifu jasmine tea, I just want to give you a drink~ Super cute jasmines, have you received this bottle of tea?”  Fan Observation: As with the micro-movie, the specific type of jasmine used in this ad is gardenias.

→ Gong Jun left a comment on Li Haonan’s new song saying “Ge sounds good, Haonan-di jiayou!” accidentally typing 哥 (brother) instead of it’s homophone 歌 (song), so it sounds like he was praising himself lol. Li Haonan replied, “Hahahaha thank you ge 🙏 Do you want to learn?” to which Gong Jun replied, “Fingers were too quick, I typed wrong... The song sounds good.” [screenshot and quoted translation]

→ Charlotte Tilbury posted another commercial featuring Gong Jun. (1129 kadian)

→ REAL1640 posted a short previously unseen bts clip from Word of Honor episode 6. Caption: “Ge sounds good...”

Additional Reading: → Flora’s daily fan news thread

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[space-dragon-ace]

My Dandelion

Pairing: Jean x Reader Word count: 918 Description: Jean has a lot of duties. What a luck you take over some as well. Additonal info: inspired by a post by @his-grapejuice Tagging: @clouds-rambles; @irethepotato

You sighed and stretched your arms while also shaking your legs out. You didn't mind roaming the outskirts of Mondstadt, that was your job alongside Amber, after all. But on some days, like today!, her energy was just something different. Something that enabled her to run top-speed all day, forcing you to run after her and pray you could keep up. At least Amber had started noticing your exhaustion halfway through the shift, and toned down. You could catch your breath and still managed to reach everything you had set to reach the day. There was strength in serenity, something proven time and time again. „Do you have any plans for after work?“, Amber asked, smiling at you. You hummed and nodded, looking at the sky. „I'll do some work in the garden, and then clean a bit. And after that, I'll start dinner.“ Amber pouted, clearly having hoped you were free. „Boo, boring. All you ever do is house-work. Why not go out and have fun?“, she complained, „Actually, don't answer that. I know why.“ Both of you shared a laugh, playfully bantering with each other. Everyone knew why you did so much house-work.

It was because of your wife, Jean, the current Grand Master of the Knights. She had a lot on her plate already, having to shoulder thousands of responsibilities. The least you could do for her was help as much as you could. So you'd take as many requests as you could off of her table, and when you were done for the day, you made sure she'd come home to a clean, warm house and cooked dinner. Her grateful smile every evening made it so wort it. „Oh hey, look!“, Amber said and pulled you over to a little flower patch, „It's Jean~“ She giggled as she pointed at the dandelions. Some still had the yellow petals that reminded you of your wife's hair, while others were already grey, fluffy balls, ready to be blown away. You picked one, turning it between your fingers for a few seconds. Closing your eyes, you made a wish and took a breath to blow away the pollen. With a soft smile, you watched as they flew away in the wind. Hoping your wish would come true.

With a smile, you watched as the pizza baked. The mushrooms on it formed a heart, which was as cheesy as the topping. Still, you thought it was a good idea. As soon as you had reached home, you decided to make Invigorating Pizza for Jean. After all, it was her favorite food, and she deserved this treat today. You'd probably make it every day for her, if you could. But she was watching her weight, wanting to stay in fighting shape. Just in case Kaeya ever became too cocky again and needed his butt kicked in place. Like that one time when they were still teens... You giggled at the memory, shaking your head a bit. Kaeya never again said he could beat her, having learned his lesson. Maybe you could go memory lane later on, but not now. If you did, you would forget the time. And if you forgot the time, the pizza would burn. Something you wanted to avoid, after all the care and love you already put in it. Also, you wouldn't have time to make something good until Jean came home. She didn't deserve anything less than perfect. As her spouse, it was your job to make sure she was happy and had everything she could wish for.

„Darling, I'm home!“, Jean's voice rang through the house a while later. A smile spread on your lips right away, and you ran up to hug her. With a laugh, she caught you in her arms, and you both spun around in the hallway. „Welcome home“, you greeted her, kissing her nose. She giggled, before sniffing. „Oh, is that what I think it is?“, she asked, her eyes wide. It was your turn to giggle, even more so when her expression changed to utter delight. She hugged you tightly, squealing. „Oh thank you my love! This is just what I need for dinner.“ Only you were allowed to see this silly side of her, and you reveled in it every time she showed it to you. It was a privilege, one you greatly enjoyed. „How about we have dinner, and then I'll run us a nice, relaxing bath?“, you asked, causing Jean to nod. „You can read my thoughts, love. My shoulders are sore, a warm bath will be so helpful.“ You smiled, guiding her to the dining table, where the plates were already filled. „Then I'd say we do just that~“ Jean smiled, thanking you for the meal, before both of you started to eat.

„That was a nice way to end the day“, Jean said later, after you had bathed and gotten dressed in your nightwear. You hummed and nodded, your hands running through her soft hair, still slightly damp. „I wouldn't mind if we could end every day like this~“ Your wife chuckled, poking your stomach. „If we eat pizza every evening, we won't be able to fit in our clothes anymore~“ It was your turn to chuckle, before softly kissing her. „I know. But I mean it. Nice food, a warm bath and cuddles~ Can you imagine a nicer way to end the day, my Dandelion?~“ Jean shook her head, cuddling closer to you. „No my dear, I can not~“

[sooyunwx]

.     *    ♡ hi hi !! i’m ary ( she/her , 23 , est ) and i’m excited to introduce this misunderstood fire winx, choi sooyun. she comes off as cold and distant when you first meet her, but she just needs some time to adjust to sma and learn to be her own person. it’s honestly been a while since i’ve fully done a rp, so i’m sorry if i’m a little slow in figuring everything out. but i’m up for any kind of plot or ideas so please feel free to message me and we can do that here or on discord !! (( below the cut you can find some basic info // facts on sooyun )) 

background | plots (tbd) | tag drop

basic information

full name: choi sooyun

pronouns: she/her

age, birthday + zodiac: twenty-one , september 14, 2000 + virgo

sexuality: ????? (( hasn’t had time to think about it ))

role: winx

element: fire

dorm room: east wing, room 2B

appearance

faceclaim: son hyeju

height: 5′5

eye color: brown

personality

positive traits: hard working, disciplined, loyal, responsible, and skillful.

negative traits: aloof, detached, naïve, a perfectionist, stubborn, stoic, and passive when it comes to letting her mother dictate her life.

likes: finishing tasks, cleanliness, animals, feeling useful

dislikes: crowds, loud people, lazy people, messes, cold weather

hobbies: reading, practicing her skills, and studying

relationships

+ very distant relationship with her mother in terms of emotion. does anything her mother asks of her without complaint. just wants to make her proud and believes that by being stronger, her mom will one day express real affection towards her.

+ the relationship with her two older brothers is a bit strained, especially with the eldest one. the eldest one resents her the most, blaming her for taking up all their mother’s attention. they’re all emotionally stunted in a sense, but the second oldest brother tries in his own way to look after sooyun.

additonal info

(( will add more later ))

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[irrfahrer]

Zivs Words

𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒: 1  /  2  /  3 + Additonal Information: As someone growing up in the Jedi Temple, Ziv had been teached Galactic Basic. She does not speak Tynna. However, since Ziv was planned to be used in the Outer Rims as a AgriCorps Member she had been also teached Ryl and later had to learn scraps and pieces and phrases in other Languages to be able to communicate her point. Her Bocce is good, but everyone more familiar with the Spacer Language would flinch in pure agony hearing her speaking it, and her Huttse mostly consists of understanding enough to know when she is better off not saying a word and if she talks its insults and curses. 

𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄: high  /  average  /  deep. Additional Information: Ziv has as a Tynna not the Bodyvolume for a deep voice, but taking Jennifer Hale as her Voiceclaim Ziv has a suprisingly mellifluous voice if she would just for once stop snarling. 

𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓: yes /  no.

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑: confident /  shy  /  approachable /  hostile  /  other.

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: slumped  /  straight /  stiff /  relaxed / tensed.

𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒: head tilting  /  swaying  / fidgeting /  stuttering  /  gesturing  /  arm crossing /  strokes chin  / er, um, or other interjections  /  plays with hair or clothing  /  hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact  /   maintains eye contact /  frequent pausing  /  stands close  /  stands at distance. Additional Information: Zivs habit of standing close to someone is more a result of her not been able to see things past her outstretched arm. She is obviously not able to see a adult Humanoids face when talking to them due to heightdifference and her bad eyesight, but at least she is able to see how they are gesturing when talking and she stands closer. 

𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙏𝙔 𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘: ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻  𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄:  ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻ ◻

𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙏𝙔 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘: ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼     𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘:  ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻ 

𝘽𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙇𝙔 arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy. Additional:Information: It would be easier to say which profanity Ziv does not use as she has a very foul mouth. As a Youngling there was only occasionally a “Kriff” when she made a mistake, but as a adult woman and after years she had spend away from the Temple, Zivs chosing of Words has adjusted to the word-usage of her patients: Ziv curses like a drunken spacer. 

𝙂𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏     christ on a bike. christ on a cracker. damn. goddamn. godsdamn. hell. holy shit. jesus. jesus christ. jesus h christ. jesus h. roosevelt christ. lord have mercy. jesus, mary and joseph. sweet jesus.

𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙊𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 contractions or enunciation? straightforward or cryptic?  jargon or toned? complexity or simplicity? finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? masculinity, neutrality, or femininity?  formalities or abrasiveness?  praise or equivocation? frankness or lies? excessive or minimal hand gestures? name-calling or magnanimity?  friendly or blunt nicknames?

𝙄𝙈𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎 DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR MUSE?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never.

DOES YOUR MUSE’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?   almost always  / frequently /  sometimes   /  rarely  /  never.  

WOULD YOUR MUSE INITIATE CONVERSATIONS?  almost always  / frequently  /  sometimes /  rarely  /  never.

WOULD YOUR MUSE BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS?   almost always  /  frequently  / sometimes /  rarely  /  never.

WOULD YOUR MUSE USE “WHOM” IN A SENTENCE? yes / no  /  only ironically.

YOUR MUSE WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?   but /  though  /  although  /  however /  perhaps  /  mayhaps.

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE END CONVERSATIONS?   walk away  /  ask if that’s everything  / say that that’s everything  / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they’re done here  / remain quiet  /  they don’t.

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE ADDRESS OTHERS?   titles  /  first names  /  surnames /  full names  /  nicknames.

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR MUSE BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?   upper /  middle /  lower. Additional Information: While Ziv talks like a drunken Spacer and is rather blunt in her use of language, she still had grown up in the Jedi- Temple and therefor sometimes suprises with a starteling elequent use of words. Also she usually does not bother to translate the medical terms from the effect of her plants, so Ziv sometimes sounds strangely scientific. 

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR MUSE SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS?   accent / vocabulary / tone  /  level /  politeness  /  brusqueness  / it doesn’t.

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[violetstar-writes]

If you could lend me some writing advice what will Be? Btw i'm asking this because of a story I'm Making.😀🙂

My response is and always has been to just write whenever you feel inspired! It doesn't matter if you have to change it later or if there are errors, just keep going!

Once you have a solid idea drafted out, always proofread it to see if anything regarding grammar or spelling needs to be fixed. Or if inspiration hits you, sprinkle in any additonal details that you like in the story. And lastly, remember that you aren't just writing for others. You're writing for yourself, too.

If it helps, try checking out my writing tag for more resources that I've reblogged from all around tumblr. You can read them on here, or they link to other useful websites. There are plenty more places to look for tips on world building, diction and helpful writing techniques than just me lol

[pietroxreader]

New Additons!

Soon I will begin to post new fics featuring Henry Cavill x Reader and Clark Kent x Reader! Please let me know if you’d be interested or if you’d like me to tag you in future posts! I appreciate the support as always!

My newest Fic featuring Clark Kent will be uploaded later today, don’t miss out!

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[pinkletterday]

Here Comes The Sun

Pairing: Oliver Queen/Barry Allen

Rating: Mature

Additonal tags: canon past violence, PTSD, hurt/comfort

Summary: Oliver fears the cold, but distrusts the warmth more.

Oliver is afraid of the cold.

Of all the nightmares he has about Lian Yu, the cold is the worst. It was the damp, spiteful cold of an island caught in the biting edge between snow and sleet. His torn feet had been perpetually wet and aching, and his toes numb on the sharp-pebbled gray beaches. The caves had kept the worst of the wind chill out but they hadn't been able to always afford campfires while on the run from Fyers and later Ivo. It had been a choice between another blade through the stomach or letting the frigid cold gnaw deep into bone until Oliver felt like his skeleton was aching through his numb body. The night upon nights when he had been terrified and so tired he wanted to weep but was shaking too hard to drift off into unconsciousness.

After a while he had begun to think, half in an exhausted delirium, that he would welcome a blade or a bullet, swift and deliberate, more than having to endure this unrelenting wet frigidity that his body tried desperately to accustom itself to. His body had adjusted of course. He knows he bears the cold far more easily than many of his associates do. And yet it refuses to become easier to face. Stepping off the airplane into Moscow's chill air, he had imagined the snap of the winter frost like a trap shutting upon him. It's not about having adjusted. It's about having known the shock of it, the relentlessness, the helpless hopelessness. The starvation, for the birds and fish would withdraw to warmer currents in the bitterest months and the animals burrow deep so there had been less meat to hunt easily. The buffeting of freezing salt stinging his eyes. His father and Sara and Shado had all died in the dark with the howling wind raking ice across his skin. No one knows this about him, or even suspects, he hopes, and that is by design. People in civilization are taught to flinch from pain and retreat from that which they fear; the lesson of Oliver's life has been that the first to flinch would be the first to die. You are not allowed to retreat. Fear merely follows you, lies in wait and ambushes you when you do. You must stand, you must witness and learn, and if it threatens, you must never cut your eyes away.

The more afraid he is of the cold and the dark, the more he exposes himself to it. He has a high tolerance for any but freezing temperatures but he always wears fewer clothes than he should, bares himself in the snow, trains in the hard, punishing chill, even designs a uniform that leaves his arms unprotected. The cold bites down, and he bites it in turn, taming it between his teeth, never allowed to ambush, never allowed the upper hand. He tells himself fiercely that he wants the needles sinking into his skin, wants the numbness and static in his fingertips; he pulls it into himself and bares his teeth in defiance. And then he meets The Flash. From the first time the younger man steps close enough to him to feel it, the aura of vibrating heat emanating from him draws Oliver. He aches to touch Barry's skin, to close his always-too-cold fingers over that warm flesh and bask in it like an animal in the sun. He finds excuses at first, in training, in standing a smidgeon too close, in allowing Barry's own tactile affection with careful nonchalance. The first time Barry embraces him, he experiences again the same shock he had when the Gambit plunged into the waves - except this time instead of the terror of freezing cold and darkness, it is the sudden warmth of a blazing fireside that leaves him gasping. So of course he retreats as far as possible. Heat is a stranger to him; only the cold is a faithful, predictable enemy. Oliver should have remembered that retreating from fear merely makes it follow you. Barry keeps following him, at first baffled and concerned, then playful as though deciding that this is some kind of dance. Oliver will find himself drawn far too close to the speedster's otherworldly, constant lightning warmth, then remember himself and flinch several steps back; Barry will follow as close as he dares until Oliver feels that inexorable pull again.

It is maddening to hover the dancing flame that would devour him...and yet. Oliver wants so badly to not be afraid anymore. When he finally succumbs to the lure of that sunshine warmth, it is with the same snarling defiance with which he has tamed the cold. He simply does not know how not to fight even when it is something freely given. Barry seems to understand this instinctively; when Oliver falls upon him like a man pushed past reason, he merely accepts the raking teeth and tongue and blunt nails and opens his body to him like a gift. Barry stills Oliver's hands scrabbling at their suits long enough to divest them of both in the blink of an eye; then sinks himself down utterly into Oliver's crushing, desperate embrace. It is heat and light and warmth as Oliver has never known it, a banquet for a starving man. He cries with relief as he buries himself between those warm thighs and falls into Barry's mouth like a drunk into his cups. The lightning skitters in the thin pink veins rising on the speedster's skin, tasting of storms and honey and heat. Here, safe in Barry's arms, the vibrating heat of universes between their bodies, Oliver finally lets the weight of his terror and grief collapse over him, weeping the horror out of himself in deep, wracking sobs, and allows himself to unravel in the circle of that radiant warmth. He wakes up to find Barry's tender gaze on his face, thumb softly stroking the drying tear tracks on his cheeks. He is still folded in the younger man's arms, their sweat and spend drying between them. Oliver has never felt so naked and exposed; he is almost crushed under the weight of his shame and weakness. He wants to flee. But he can't look away because Barry is heat and light and beauty and he wants oh how he wants to burn inside it, again and again. His lover straddles his spread-eagled body and leans over him, pinning his wrists above his head. Barry's long fan of lashes almost brushes Oliver's own; their mouths are so close they can almost taste each other. "I know you want to run, Ollie," Barry whispers. "And I can't stop you. But I am going to follow. I'm always going to follow. "But...right now? Please just let us have this. Let me have you." A tear falls on Oliver's cheek before gentle lips touch his own...and he surrenders. His body goes lax underneath Barry as he melts against him, the lightning warmth sinking inside his bones, sending blood surging through him, feeling his heart crack in the thaw. It is as Oliver lets himself be encompassed by Barry's love and pulled under, that he remembers - cold is not a presence in itself, but an absence of warmth; a bitter stagnation waiting for light and motion. He doesn't have to wait anymore.

[strixton]

i'm sorry but if you make a fic and the only additonal tag, aside from ships and characters and fandoms, is #yeet, OF COURSE IM GOING TO READ THE FIC

I may regret it later, but who care?

YEET

[laschatzi]

xemmaloveskillianx replied to your post “i wonder how many people are sticking around for S7 after this episode...”

You are absolutely right! Not everyone can just scroll by and with blacklist being all wonky, it's hard to depend on at times. Unfollow what makes you unhappy. Most of us don't take it personal, and they do, there's really nothing you can do about it, anon. Do you :D

Yes, that’s the most important thing. Your tumblr is supposed to make you happy, not anyone else. I haven’t decided yet how to tag the new Killian in the future, surely not wish hook though. He’ll be #Officer Rogers in my tags for the time he doesn’t remember who he is. And what I’ll do now and in the future is I’ll additonally tag him #Hook s7. I’ll probably make a PSA post at some later point, when I’ve decided which tag to use.

[atiny-piratequeen]

Against the Tide: Third Voyage (Ch.3)

Pairing: Eventual Poly Ot8

Genre: Heavy Angst, Eventual Smut and Fluff mixed in

Rating: 18+

Tags: DemonPirate!Au, Supernatural, Eventual Poly Relationship, Violence, Blood, Elemental Powers, Past and Modern Day AU, Mythical Creatures, Character Death

Chapter Specific Tags: Graphic Violence, Blood, Character Death, Depictions of illness, Sexual Content

Chapter WC: 11.6

A/N: There could be tags added later, especially if there’s something I write that potentially triggers my readers. The last thing I want is for that to happen, so please don’t hesitate to give me feedback if there’s something I write here you’d like me to tag. 

Additonal A/N: I changed my banner in hopes that tumblr stops making reblogs eat all of these tags before the read mores. Fingers crossed.

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Wooyoung had hoped he would be starting the next chapter of his life.

That his weak and frail body wouldn’t hold him back, and that he could become a man strong enough to make his family proud. He would come back and support them with the gold and silver he got from his job, and it would all work out.

He stood on the deck, waving goodbye to his tearful parents, a wide smile on his face as he did so. He would make them proud, he’d come back healthy and strong-

“Alright, enough of that. Get them under into the hold with the others.”

His arm was grabbed roughly as he was shoved into line with the other men that had eagerly joined the crew. A frown came to his face as he was shackled, pushed into an area of the ship where there were others, all of them looking worse for the wear, beaten and bruised as they looked up at the newcomers.

“What in the hell-”

The man beside him was jabbed sharply for speaking, and all of them were lead-rather forcefully-deeper into the hold, forced to sit beside the people already shackled together inside.

“I demand you tell us what this is all about!” The man from before snarled, tugging at his shackles uncomfortably. There were heavy footsteps that approached them, and the hulking form of a man approached them. He kicked the rowdy man in his chest before nodding towards some of the scowling sailors. They nodded in agreement and rained down on the man, kicking and beating him while the intimidating man calling the shots rolled his neck on his shoulders, looking towards the remaining cowering men.

“Listen up! When yer on my ship, ya listen to my rules! Any disobedience will earn ya a beating and no dinner, understand?”

Wooyoung frowned, slightly trembling as he and the men shackled behind him looked up in terror at the hulking form of the captain. They were too afraid to respond, and apparently this was the wrong answer, as he loomed over the brunette, grabbing him by the hair.

“Shall I make an example out of ya? I asked a damn question!” He snapped. Wooyoung whimpered, eyes wide as he looked up at the captain.

“We heard you, you loud idiot.”

A voice sneered from the left and Woo looked over, spotting a man from the group that was already onboard, his lip curled up into a snarl as he glared at the captain, the hatred boiling in his eyes. The captain dropped Wooyoung in an instant, lumbering footsteps heading over to the other man.

“Ah, still haven’t learned your lesson, eh? I’ll be sure to beat it out of ya before we get to port.” He threatened before one of his heavy boots came down on the dark brunette’s thigh. He hissed in pain, and the other chained men and women looked away as the captain beat him, careful not to hit his face.

“We’ve got people paying top dollar for ya rats! Unless ya want to die before we get to port or be like this sorry welp, you’ll learn to obey the pecking order!” He barked, holding up the bruised man before dropping him onto the cold wood, scoffing in his direction before he left, some of the crew members in tow.

Wooyoung frowned, quickly making his way over to the man. He was the only one to do so, and he hesitated before he crouched down to meet his gaze.

“A-are you okay? Can I help?” He whispered, frowning at the way the man rolled up the leg to his trousers, a large purple bruise adorning the cream colored skin there. The man shook his head, hissing when Wooyoung’s fingers brushed over the abused flesh.

“Ah, I’m sorry! G-goodness, why are they doing this to you?" He pulled his hand back, looking up to meet the man's dark eyes.

He looked like an injured animal, his hair messy and his feline eyes dark, watching his every move. Once he decided Wooyoung wasn't any form of threat, he ran a hand through his dark hair.

"You still haven't gotten the full picture, hm?" He pushed himself up and waved Wooyoung off when the man tried to help once more.

"This is a slave ship. They're selling us off."

Wooyoung felt like the ground below him opened up, springing to his feet as he looked around frantically.

"Wait- no! My family!" He screamed, moving to dart towards where the captain disappeared to. He made it a few steps before one of the sailors that stayed behind grabbed him by the back of his shirt, punching him square in the chest before dropping him down beside the dark haired man from before.

"Aye, settle down, you! It would be an awful shame if I had to mess up such a pretty face, got it?" He growled, motioning to the knife strapped to his waist. Wooyoung swallowed thickly and made himself smaller, looking away from him.

Satisfied, the man walked back to his spot.

"They...they said they could get me a cure and that I could work and support my family-"

"They spun you a lovely tale, did they? They only told my family that we had a choice. Send off one of my sisters or send me off. As you can see, they made their decision. Name's Choi San, by the way." The man, San, extended his hand to him. Wooyoung bit back the tears that sprung in his eyes, but it was a useless effort, and they rolled down his cheeks as he shook San's hand.

"J-Jung Wooyoung…"

"It's okay to cry, lad. It's the only way you'll be able to sleep the first few nights, anyway."

Wooyoung curled up on the cold deck, surrounded by other shackled men and women, and promptly broke down crying.

-1 Week Later-

"I brought what you asked for, Captain." Wooyoung scurried into the captain's quarters, handing the captain a bowl with some freshly cooked meat and cheese.

It was still early in their voyage, so the crew got to enjoy the luxury of the food before it spoiled and had to be discarded.

Well-

Most of the crew, anyway.

Wooyoung and the other slaves were forced to eat small rations of beans and sea biscuits while the crew enjoyed the finer foods.

"Good job, cabin boy. Ya keep up the work and I may 'ave to keep ya aboard." The captain joked before bursting into mean spirited laughter.

"Leave me be, I'll find something for ya to do later."

Wooyoung nodded, biting his lip to keep his expression in check before he hurried away.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, he closed his eyes, breathing in the sea air deeply. He had gotten used to that much, at least.

When he opened his eyes, he looked down, frowning when he saw San swabbing the deck. He had been forced to be a swabbie, spending most of his days either above or below the deck, swabbing it to keep it in good condition.

His constant defiance had lead to him being beaten and often Wooyoung had to watch on as the older man was left without dinner or left to shiver after having water dumped on him at night.

The younger man nearly bumped into another sailor, but he pivoted, scurrying away with a quick apology before he could be scolded. He made his way down to San, picking up a mop so he could swab beside him.

San glanced up at him before turning his eyes back to his work.

"Can't you just behave? I don't know how you're still standing with all the beatings you've taken…" Wooyoung started, breaking the pseudo peaceful silence between them. San’s nose scrunched in distaste before he leaned against the mop in his hands, sending him a flat look.

“Behave? For them? I’d rather die.”

“You will if you keep this up. Don’t you want to be free and see your family again?”

Wooyoung regretted the question as soon as it asked it, watching the way San’s face darkened. The older man’s jaw set for a moment and Wooyoung winced, internally cursing himself.

“How about you worry about yourself and I’ll worry about me? You cling on to whatever dreams you have of escaping here and stay out of my business.” San snapped, grabbing the handle to his mop in a near white knuckled grip before he turned, brushing past him to move to a different part of the ship. Wooyoung looked down at his feet, sighing as he began his own swabbing.

“Dammit…” He huffed out, disappointed in himself.

-Later-

Wooyoung looked over, finding San laying on his side, eyes closed as he rested. He wasn’t sure if he was asleep or not, but he noticed the man hadn’t been able to eat. He looked down at his bowl, noticing he had gotten a slice of meat for his work pleasing the captain with running errands.

Nodding once, he decided he would make it up to the older man for insulting him earlier and scooted over to San, gently setting his bowl down in front of him. San didn’t move from his spot, but Wooyoung wasn’t dissuaded. He scooted the bowl closer, gently touching San’s shoulder.

“Why are you bothering with that one, lad? We all know the Cap’n doesn’t like him. You’d be better off fending for yourself.” A woman scolded him. Wooyoung smiled politely at her and turned back to San, tapping him a bit more firmly.

“You should listen to her.” came the disgruntled voice of San as he opened his eyes. Wooyoung ran a hand through his hair, frowning at the sticky feel of the sea salt from the ocean breeze. He put his hand down and nodded towards the bowl.

“Eat. You didn’t get dinner again today.”

“I don’t need your handouts.”

“It’s not a handout. It’s an apology.”

San’s eyes drifted down to the bowl and Wooyoung held it up to him, clearly having no intention of taking no for an answer. He sighed and sat up, taking the bowl. Wooyoung sat back on his haunches, smiling slightly as he watched him eat, looking away when San sent him a look.

He settled with sitting beside San, humming gently as the others around them chattered quietly. Before he noticed, he had begun to sing, his voice drifting through the hull.

"Why,

Why am I afraid?

A cloud of mist…"

San looked up, having been so hungry he downed all of Wooyoung’s food before the younger man could take the bowl back. He blinked a few times, noticing some of the people around them had also paused their ministrations, listening to Wooyoung as he sang, gently tapping his feet against the wood of the deck.

"I can’t see anything on the side of the road

Between the dim lights

Walking on a fearful night

Walking again on a scary night…"

San set the bowl down, his gaze softening as Wooyoung sang, his body swaying as he did. Despite his situation, he looked calm, his face almost angelic as the words drifted out of his mouth.

"I looked at that far away place

A gleaming cloud of light…"

“That’s enough of that, if you lot are finished eating, get to sleep. Lights out!” One of the sailors barked, moving to blow the flames out for their lanterns. He tossed a few blankets into the room, uncaring of who got what, and closed the door to the hold, locking it behind him.

The captives broke into a low, unhappy grumble, reaching for the blankets in a hurry.

Wooyoung reached out, but yelped as a larger man reached over him, snatching it over his head. He frowned, sighing. Tonight would have to be another night of sleeping curled up with himself for warmth, he supposed.

Something draped itself over his shoulders and he blinked, looking up in the darkness of the hold, squinting in confusion.

“You shared your meal with me, so now you can share this blanket with me.” it was San, his voice a little less rough than usual. Wooyoung smiled slightly and nodded before realizing the other man probably couldn’t see him.

He scooted closer, curling up as San pulled the blanket tight against them both.

“Thank you...for the meal. Sorry about being so sensitive. I really shouldn’t care about my family being brought up like that.” San muttered, closing his eyes again. Wooyoung bit his lip for a moment before he set his head beside San’s shoulder.

“No...I shouldn’t have brought them up, especially knowing what happened to you and how you got here. It’s not my place. I’m sorry.”

San hummed, feeling exhaustion pull at his sore muscles and mind. There was no more conversation between the two as they drifted to sleep.

-2 Weeks Later-

“So, what’s that song you keep singing while you work?”

Wooyoung looked up, holding a sponge in his hands as he washed the grime off his body. It had rained a fair share the past week, so the captain had ordered the entire crew-captives included-to wash themselves. He mentioned the foul stench of them combined ruined his appetite, but no one questioned him, and everyone took the opportunity in stride.

He looked down at himself, frowning at the bruises and scratches he’d gotten over the three weeks at sea, both from the captain’s violent outbursts with him for not being able to do tasks as quickly as the other captives because of his body’s weak nature and from the hard labor in, general.

“My mom would sing to me a lot growing up. She stopped when I got older, but I liked that song so I remember how the beginning goes.” He admitted, quickly wringing the sponge out and dipping it back into one of the various buckets littering the room before the clean rainwater got tainted with dirt from the others. San did the same, taking Wooyoung’s sponge to wash his back idly.

“Have you considered adding more lyrics to it? You have...a nice singing voice.” San admitted, clearing his throat as his clean cheeks flushed. Wooyoung looked up at him, sending him a doe eyed look before his cheeks rose, a smile blooming on his face.

“No, but if you’d like, you can always help me?” He suggested. San looked at him in surprise, pointing at himself.

“Me?”

“Who else would I be talking to?” Wooyoung laughed lightly and San noticed the way his heart beat harder when the younger man settled down and looked up at him again.

“It would be nice to make more lyrics with you, San. It would be more special.”

San cleared his throat and turned his attention back to his own washing, unable to calm the thundering in his chest.

“Ah...I guess I could give it a shot.”

-2 Weeks Later-

"If if if

If there was another way

Maybe maybe maybe Could I not be afraid?..."

San sang quietly as he looked around as he and Wooyoung snuck out of the hold. They had made bonds with the other captives, so when the two managed to worm their way out of the hold to sneak more food out for them all after hours, nobody dared to rat the duo out.

“Shh, we’ll get caught!” Wooyoung warned him, though he smiled, squeezing San’s wrist as they snuck past some sleepy sailors that were supposed to be keeping watch. San looked down at their hands, moving down to lace their fingers together, pulling Wooyoung to a full stop.

“Ah? What are you doing? We have to hurry-”

“We should run away.” San blurted.

Wooyoung blinked, looking around before he leaned into San’s space, a playful smile on his face as he tapped San’s temple.

“Did you hit your head? Run away? We’re in the middle of the ocean-”

“We’ll be at shore in a few weeks’ time. We can run away when we get to port. Start over.”

Wooyoung’s smile fell and his lips parted as he observed San’s face, finding he was dead serious. San lifted a hand and cupped Wooyoung’s cheek, holding his gaze.

“We don’t know if we’ll be sent off to the same place...and honestly, even if we are, I doubt we’ll be able to be together like this and I want to-” San bit his lip and leaned closer, slightly crowding Wooyoung against a dark corner just in case someone happened to walk by. “I want to stay with you.” He admitted.

Wooyoung’s eyes watered slightly and he opened his mouth to respond when he was pulled in completely, gasping ever so slightly as San pressed their lips together. He watched him with half lidded eyes, his face hot as San kissed him delicately. He relaxed, grabbing his shirt as he kissed him back, a blush on his face when San broke the kiss as soon as he initiated it.

“Let’s run away.” He repeated, putting their heads together. Wooyoung smiled softly, cupping San’s cheek.

“I’ll go with you. Don’t leave me behind, okay?” He teased as they turned their attention back to the kitchen. San tutted, shaking his head.

“As if I would ever entertain the thought of leaving you. You’re stuck with me.”

Wooyoung’s blush only darkened as they slipped through the ship, snatching as many sea biscuits, dried meat, and beans that they could before they made their way back successfully.

“You two are amazing.” one of the captives cheered.

They smiled, passing out the extra food to everyone as soon as they got back, settling down once they were satisfied everyone had gotten an extra snack. San settled behind Wooyoung, pulling him tight against him, enjoying the added heat of the extra blanket they got from a younger girl, as a sign of appreciation for their dangerous food mission.

Wooyoung put his hands over San’s, closing his eyes, enjoying the sound of the other man’s strong heartbeat.

Like music to his ears.

-3 Weeks Later-

"So please

Tell me it’s all right

In this uneasy mist

Things are ephemeral

So please

If this is my way

Hold my hand

So we won’t wander for much longer…"

San ran a hand through his hair before he looked down at Wooyoung, smiling fondly at the peaceful way his breathing started to even out, sleepily singing himself to sleep.

They had managed to go most of the voyage with only minor incidents here and there. No one was none the wiser to their plan to escape, either.

Neither the sailors or the other captives.

In an ideal world, San would’ve been able to save them all, but it was already risky enough with the two of them and he couldn’t jeopardize freedom by trying to play a hero.

"We'll be in port soon." San whispered, running a hand through the younger man's dark hair. Wooyoung cracked his eyes open, smiling up at him, his eyes shining in adoration despite the bruise adorning his swelled cheek. The Captain hadn’t taken too kindly to the way Wooyoung adopted San’s sassy manner of speaking and it had gotten him clocked not too long ago.

"We'll run. I can be strong if I'm with you. We'll see the world and how beautiful it is without these chains on us." Wooyoung sleepily mused, finding it harder to keep his eyes open. San felt his heart growing heavy, biting his bottom lip hard.

"I've already seen my entire world. He's right in front of me."

Wooyoung moaned quietly in his sleep, though it didn’t seem like he heard the older man. San exhaled and continued combing his fingers through Wooyoung’s hair.

He had to keep him safe. He had to.

-Port Arrival-

Hongjoong sighed as Seonghwa and him exited a shop empty handed.

“How is it no one in this area knows anything about this treasure? Did I look at the map wrong?”

“Non, I just think it doesn’t exist. We may just have to call it a loss, mon putois.”

Hongjoong groaned before nodding, sticking his hands in his pockets.

“I suppose. We should pick up some fresh food, since we’re here. Could check out the market and see what type of spices and meat they have.” He licked his lips, happily walking ahead while Seonghwa followed close behind, the smallest of smiles on his face.

“I personally feel like we should look into getting some-”

There was a crash not to far off and the two looked up, eyes widening when they saw two men running full speed in their direction. Seonghwa grabbed Hongjoong’s  elbow, pulling him back hard before they could run into the duo.

As they passed, Hongjoong noticed the brunette with the slightly lighter hair was horribly out of breath, tears rolling down his cheeks as the other man dragged him along.

“I don’t wanna d-die, San!”

“Keep running!”

They disappeared down the street and the two pirates exchanged a look, brows furrowed.

“Strange. We shouldn’t get involved, though.” Seonghwa shook his head. Before he could take a step away from his spot, a group of men stormed past them like bats out of hell, followed by an enraged hulking man.

“Get the slaves! When ya do, bring them to me! I’ll have their damn heads!” He snarled.

Seonghwa huffed in annoyance, looking left and right for any more people potentially involved in the chaos. When he was satisfied that there were none, he turned to Hongjoong to mention the market once more.

The smaller pirate was no longer at his side though, and he had already taken off down the street, his bangs flying up from the sudden sprint. Seonghwa cursed under his breath and took off after him.

“Of course we can't just have one normal day in a port town, can we?” He hissed to himself, quickly catching up to Hongjoong with long strides.

“What are you doing?! This has nothing to do with us! We don’t know who the hell those two are, they could be criminals!” He hissed, brows going up in surprise when Hongjoong ignored him completely, quickening his strides as he caught sight of the two men from before.

“Seonghwa, we’re pirates. We’re criminals. And did you see the look in his eyes? I can’t just leave them like that.” Hongjoong growled, determination shining in his eyes as he wove through the people in the street, looking for a way they could take a shortcut.

“Of course you can’t!” The blonde first mate huffed, making a hard turn to follow the smaller man.

“Fall in love, everyone says,” Seonghwa grunted, nearly colliding with a woman holding an armful of fruit and vegetables. “It’ll be fun, they say!” He continued, venting to himself as Hongjoong made a sharp left, following him down the less crowded street.

“You definitely won’t spend your free time chasing two random strangers through port towns!”

“Shut up and follow me!” Hongjoong barked. Seonghwa pursed his lips, but obeyed, knowing Hongjoong didn’t often use that tone or expression with any of them on the crew unless he was deathly serious.

“Yeah, yeah, lead the way. You owe me a full meal after this.”

-

Wooyoung felt like his lungs were screaming. His legs were on fire and part of him was worried San would rip his arm clean out of the socket. The smaller man’s vision was blurry from the tears and sweat that ran down into his eyes.

“S-san...San, please, I don’t think I can keep going-”

“No, Woo we just have to get far enough and we can rest.”

Wooyoung panted, he may have been on the boat for two months and that may have helped condition his frail body, but he still was much weaker than San, and he could feel his body locking up from the strain.

“Let me go, San! We’ll both get caught if you keep holding onto me!”

“Absolutely not!”

Wooyoung was ready to protest again, but he tripped hard, crashing to the ground. San cursed and stopped immediately, turning around to help him up. His eyes widened when he saw the large scratch that adorned Wooyoung’s leg.

“Shit, you’re hurt. C’mon, I’ll carry you-”

“We found em!”

San froze, looking up, throat going dry when he saw the alley they had ran into being cut off by the irate sailors. He glanced from left to right, knowing he wouldn’t be able to pick Wooyoung up and flee fast enough.

Still, he put the smaller man’s arm over his shoulders, picking him up and backing away slowly while Wooyoung whined.

“San-”

“I’m not leaving you.” San pushed him behind him, glaring down at the approaching pirates. The Captain pushed past the group, face red as he held up a pistol, snarling at the two.

“What did I tell ya? To learn to obey! I figured you would be a problem-” He pointed in the direction of San before moving slightly between his shoulder, aiming at Wooyoung.

“But you? I assumed you would behave yourself. Guess I should’ve just cut my losses and just killed you when I had the chance, but now I have to lose two products instead of one.”

He clicked the safety off of the gun and San pushed Wooyoung further back, his heart pounding hard as he stared down at the captain.

“S-San, I’m scared…”

“I won’t leave your side, Woo.”

“Damn shame. They woulda paid top dollar for ya miserable welts, too. Something about pretty boys like you always gets the cash flowin’.”

The captain pulled the trigger, grinning wildly.

San and Wooyoung flinched, but a chill blew through the entirety of the alleyway. There was a sound akin to glass cracking, followed by a sigh behind them.

“Honestly, if you spent less time antagonizing someone you intend to kill and just kill them, we may not have caught up in time.”

The two looked back, finding a tall blonde man who looked beyond annoyed walking towards them. San moved to put Woo behind him again once more, but the man only strolled past them, bringing their attention to the massive wall of ice that was suddenly  between the three of them and their captors.

“W-what the hell-”

“I suppose I should keep this up to keep you two from seeing something truly gruesome. Are you hurt?” He inquired, looking back at the two while a commotion came from the other side of the wall. San frowned, shoulders relaxing ever so slightly before jolting when he heard the sound of screaming.

“M-Monster!”

“What’s happening?” Wooyoung questioned hesitantly, eyes wide. The blonde man gave it a moment before he answered.

“I haven’t seen the Captain this pissed off in months. Which is good for you. Not so much for them.” He vaguely answered and put his palm to the ice wall, ignoring both men behind them and the way they gasped in surprise at how it instantly melted.

At the other end of the alleyway was a man in a brown coat that had blood stains all over it. His shoulders heaved as he faced away from them, a low, animalistic sound leaving the back of his throat.

“Seonghwa, are they safe?”

“Mm, they are. Are you alright? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you so upset, Hongjoong.”

Hongjoong ran a bloodied hand through his hair, seemingly uncaring of the way it smeared into his brunette locks. He turned his gaze to the trio, focusing on Wooyoung and San.

They noticed his appearance, the unnatural eyes and the demonic feel he gave off and it made Wooyoung feel faint. He fell to his knees behind San, feeling all of his adrenaline ebb away. San frowned and came to his side, looking up as the small man at the end of the alley walked towards them, stopping in front of them.

“W-What are you?” San inquired, cringing at the stutter in his own voice.

“Short and sweet answer is I’m a demon.” Was the response as Hongjoong inspected Wooyoung’s injured leg through his tattered clothes, knowing better than to try and reach for him with San clearly sitting in a defensive stance in front of him.

"There's a long version of that?" San inquired incredulously.

“Mon petit putois, I think it would calm them more if you didn’t look so beastly. You’re already covered in blood. Can you tone it down a bit?” Seonghwa inquired helpfully from the left, observing the wary way both Wooyoung and San eyed his captain. Hongjoong looked up at him with those electric blue eyes before he realized he had snapped and let his demonic powers run wild because he was angry.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and the two escapees watched the veins on his forehead and cheeks disappear slowly. He opened his eyes after a moment or two and both of them looked into warm, concerned honey-colored eyes instead.

“D-demon…? Really…” Wooyoung muttered, looking at him with both fascination and fear. Hongjoong shook his head and fixed them with a look.

“He said something about you escaping...where did you come from? Were there more people trapped by them, too?”

Both of them were taken back by the concern and urgency in his tone, but they both nodded, watching as he stood up, jaw set.

“Show us where. We’ll help.”

Seonghwa chuckled from beside him, a hand on his hip above his falcata, the other extended to the two men on the ground.

“You only need to let us know which ship they’re in. Then I suggest you flee with the others. Things are going to get...messy.” Seonghwa warned then. Wooyoung stood and nodded, squeezing San’s hand as he looked over to the two of them.

“We won’t run if you’re going to free them. We’re coming with you.” He told him adamantly. San blinked, tilting his head.

“Wait...we are?”

“We are.”

"...of course we are."

-Later-

Seonghwa hummed, sheathing his falcata as the ship sailed away slowly, ignoring the cheers and waving of the passengers aboard. Hongjoong strolled out of the port, exhaustion on his face. No one looked twice at him since the blood from earlier was gone.

He washed it off of his face with his powers before he freed the other captives, giving them a few…'borrowed' resources before he sent them off on their way, feeling confident that they would be able to sail home safely.

"Is there any particular reason why you two are hanging around still?" The calm silence was broken when Seonghwa looked behind them, finding Wooyoung and San following them not so subtly, trying to hide behind people and buildings as they tailed the two.

Wooyoung pursed his lips and stepped out from his poor hiding place, looking like he wanted to say something important. Hongjoong tilted his head.

“We wanna go with you.”

Seonghwa arched a brow, looking over Wooyoung’s shoulder to see San didn’t look even a fraction as enthused as he did. He still had a telltale wary look on his face and neither pirate blamed him. He and Wooyoung had witnessed Seonghwa’s ice powers up close and Hongjoong’s demonic form, covered in blood.

Not to mention the violent way they...dispatched of the other sailors holding the other people captive.

“Are you sure about that? The one beside you looks like he would rather be anywhere but here.” Seonghwa pointed out flatly, pointing a finger at him.

Wooyoung looked at San, and he sent him a small, forced smile.

“I just...we don’t know them, Woo. Why are we going with them when we can just-”

“They’re pirates, San! But, nice ones! We can still see the world, but as pirates!”

Hongjoong came to a stop in front of the group and turned on his heel, sending the two a look.

“Being a pirate isn’t all fairytales and magic,” He started, ignoring the way Seonghwa cleared his throat sarcastically from beside him. “Plus, I’d rather not have anyone in my crew that didn’t wanna be there. And? I don’t remember offering to make you two members anyway. You’re free now, plan your lives together and come to an agreement on what you really want.” He lightly scolded them before nodding towards the building they were standing beside.

“I’ll get you two a room for a few days. You should rest, at the very least. You’ve been through a lot.”

The two visibly relaxed as Hongjoong tossed a small pouch over to them. Inside was enough money for them to stay in a room in the inn that was beside the quartet, plus some extra coins for them to start their lives after they were out.

Wooyoung and San looked up to thank them, but Seonghwa and Hongjoong had already walked inside.

“Do we really have that much money lying around that we’re giving them away to strangers that easily?”

“You’re doing an awful lot of complaining today, Seonghwa. It’s unlike you.”

“And you’re doing an awful lot of unnecessarily grandiose heroics today, so I think we’re even, putois.”

-x-

“If I can’t see anything

If I can feel you, I’m fine

I want you to make me sure

I need you to help me out of my misery

I can see the light in the dark,

It quickly blurs

Step back in place.”

San stepped out of the washroom, looking over to the bed to find Wooyoung singing happily, eating an orange he got from the market. He settled beside him, smiling as Wooyoung looked up at him.

“You’re getting better.” He complimented. Wooyoung blushed and held out an orange slice to him, his hand lingering near San’s face after the older man took the slice in his mouth.

“I can sing louder without worrying about getting us in trouble.” He mused, biting his lip. San pressed his cheek into his hand firmly, rubbing Wooyoung’s knuckles with his thumb.

“We can do a lot of things now that we’re free.” He told him, leaning close to brush their noses together. Wooyoung closed his eyes, letting out a shuddering breath.

“Are you crying?”

“I feel...so bad…”

San frowned, brows furrowing.

“Bad? Why would you-”

“I...I honestly didn’t fully believe we’d make it out alive. I doubted us. If I were stronger, we could’ve escaped by ourselves. We got lucky with Seonghwa and Captain Hongjoong and I…” Wooyoung’s bottom lip quivered and San shook his head, running his hand through the smaller man’s hair.

“It doesn’t matter how it happened. It doesn’t matter who helped or who was stronger. All that matters is this, here and now. Us.”

Wooyoung looked up at him, tears slipping down his cheeks as San pressed his lips against his. He melted against him, letting San take the gentle lead as their lips molded against each other over and over again.

This was the first time they got to fully enjoy the feeling of each other’s lips without having to rush and worry about being caught. San gently pushed Wooyoung back so he was flush on the bed, kissing down the tanned expanse of his neck. 

"I wanted to touch you so much more." Wooyoung finally spoke, his face flushed as he panted. San put his hands at either side of his head, looking down at him.

"Then touch me. We have all the time in the world right now. It's just us."

Wooyoung nodded, and pulled him in for another kiss, pushing his hand under San's shirt, feeling the muscle that had formed after their two month voyage. San smiled against his lips and let the younger man do what he wanted, simply enjoying the proximity and intimacy.

"San?"

He opened his eyes, looking down to admire Wooyoung's flushed face.

"Yes, baby?"

Wooyoung closed his eyes for a moment, calming his raging nerves before he opened them back up, having steeled himself for whatever it was he had to say.

"I want you to make love to me."

San pulled back, blinking in surprise at the way Wooyoung stared adamantly into his eyes despite his embarrassment at the confession.

"Wooyoung-"

"Please? I...I want you to. Like you said, it's just us, right?"

His voice was strong and determined but San could see the way he shyly wavered the more San stared at him.

After a beat of silence, san chuckled and nodded.

"I would love to."

He took his time, stripping them both down until they could press their flushed bodies against each other. They looked into each other's eyes, soft moan leaving their lips as their heated lengths slid up against one another.

"San," Wooyoung breathed shakily, rolling his hips needily for him. San smiled gently and pushed himself up, resisting the urge to laugh at the way Wooyoung whined in protest.

“Its okay, I’m going to grab something from the washroom, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Wooyoung blinked in interest, sitting up slightly as San retreated, coming back with a small ornamental jar. The younger man tilted his head, watching as San put it beside them on the bedside table, opening the lid.

A sweet smell filled the room in an instant and Wooyoung tilted his head curiously.

“Coconut?”

“Coconut oil I found in the bathroom. I think it’s for washing our faces, but it should work just fine for us.”

Wooyoung didn’t look any less confused as San took some of the oil out of the jar, rubbing it into his hands before he wrapped his hand around Wooyoung’s length. He hummed lowly, relaxing against the sheets as San stroked him. With his free hand, he used the remaining oil to roll his fingers against Wooyoung’s entrance, planting a small kiss above his brow when he felt the smaller man tense up under him.

“Relax, baby. I got you.” San promised, his voice was gentle as he pushed a finger in, slowly stretching him open with his oiled up fingers. He cooed sweet nothings to him, stroking him to take his mind off of the unfamiliar stretch from his fingers as the scent of coconut filled the room.

“S-San, I’m ready. Please…”

San pulled back, looking down at Wooyoung. His cheeks were flushed, his brunette hair pressed against the pillows beneath him as he stared up at San with half lidded eyes full of adoration.

San nodded at him, his dark bangs falling into his eyes as he reached for more oil, sighing in relief as he stroked himself, slicking his cock up with it before he lined himself up a Wooyoung’s hole.

“Hold onto me.”

Wooyoung wrapped his arms around his neck, kissing him and pouring all of his affection into it. He whimpered against San’s lips when he felt the unfamiliar feeling of him stretching him. He broke the kiss, turning his head away as tears gathered at the corner of his eyes once San got half way in.

“O-Oh my god-”

San paused, frowning as he looked down at him.

“Did I hurt you?” He inquired quickly, his heart dropping when he saw the tears. He immediately went to pull himself out, but Wooyoung shook his head.

“N-no, wait. I’m just getting used to it. You’re...much bigger than your fingers, of course.” He blushed from the lewdness and awkwardness of it all, but San’s gaze only softened, kissing above Wooyoung’s brow as he nodded, giving him time to adjust.

When the younger man squirmed below him, San began to move, rolling his hips slowly. Wooyoung moaned softly, closing his eyes as he felt small sparks of pleasure bloom through his body. San kissed gently at his neck, moaning light praise to him as he moved his body against Wooyoung’s, increasing his pace the more he moaned.

“You f-feel so good, Wooyoung.” He panted against his neck, growling when Wooyoung drug his nails down his back.

“F-faster, move faster, please.” was the breathless reply. San kissed him, grabbing the sheets tight by his head as he rocked harder and faster into him, the wood of the bed creaking as the sound of their love making grew louder.

There was a sound of a sniffle amongst the moans and San cracked his eyes open, finding Wooyoung crying again.

“W-why are you crying again? Wooyoung…”

“I’m so happy…” He wrapped his arms around San’s neck, crying between his moans as he buried his face into his shoulder.

“Stay with me, just like this. Don’t let me go, San.” He whispered, arching his back as pleasurable heat spread through his body, his moans raising an octave, the melodies of pleasure feuling San even more.

“I won’t. I won’t ever let go of you. I love you Wooyoung.” San breathed against his hair, his voice nearly being drowned out from the volume of Wooyoung’s cries of pleasure.

They clung to each other for the rest of the night, long after their release pushed them over the edge. After washing up once more, San tucked Wooyoung’s head under his, rubbing his back gently as they felt sleep tug at them.

“San?”

“Mmm?”

“I love you too.”

San closed his eyes and held him closer, letting the smaller man fall asleep before he followed soon after.

-1 Week Later-

- Lost and wandering hands again

Hold me and hug me

Your whisper is my compass

Even if we’re going back for a long time

Stay with me, always

I’m not sure. I don’t know the way

I’m just Like Alley Cat without you....-

“Cap’n, we’re all ready for departure!”

“Okay, good. We’ll be raising anchor soon, then.”

“Wait!”

Hongjoong blinked, turning around to find Wooyoung and San rushing up to them at port, looking leagues more refreshed than they had days ago. He put his had on his hip, tilting his head as he watched the two-hand in hand-run up to him on the docks.

“Oh, look. You already look leagues better than you did before.” He complimenting them, smiling at the way they both looked full of life.

“If you came to thank us, don’t worry. I don’t really do things like that to make people owe me-”

“We want to join your crew. If you’ll allow it, sir.”

Hongjoong blinked in surprise, looking over at San. He didn’t expect either of them to come back to them, let alone for the more reluctant of two to echo their earlier request to join, especially so enthusiastically.

“You’re still trying to-”

“Yes. We talked about it and we’d like to join you. Please.”

They both bowed their heads to him and he panicked, looking towards Seonghwa up on the ship’s bow. He shrugged a shoulder, leaning over to watch the two with mild interest.

“Sure. If they can make themselves useful, why not?”

Hongjoong looked back at the two, seeing the determination in their eyes. Running a hand through his hair, he nodded once with a defeated sigh.

“Fine, fine. Let’s go, I’ll run you through some important things.” He nodded towards the Utopia and the two exchanged a look with each other, smiling happily as they rushed aboard, fingers still laced together.

-3 Months Later-

“Okay, today’s checkup is all done, lad. Make sure you don’t strain yourself. I’ll be sure to tell the Captain to get you some eggs from the chickens in the hold.” the ship’s new surgeon-a rather eccentric gentleman named Yunho-informed Wooyoung, smiling at him.

“Thank you, Yunho. It’s still a pain to get so light headed, but you’ve helped me so much.”

Yunho nodded, pushing his glasses up so it rested in his hair instead of on his nose.

“Of course. Being anemic and out at sea has to be tough, but I’ll be sure to keep you healthy for this voyage so you can meet your family with San, no?” he teased, standing up and walking out, picking up a docile python from it’s tank in his room, settling him around his neck before Wooyoung followed him out.

“I’m still so glad the captain agreed to let us visit my home country. I can’t wait to introduce you all to my family. They’d be so proud of me for surviving and making something out of myself, I just know it.” Wooyoung spoke with a faraway look in his eyes, though Yunho smiled at the genuine joy on his face.

“You may have to leave Atlas behind, though. I don’t know how my mother would react to you walking up with him around your neck like that.” He added, looking over at the aforementioned python. Yunho looked down at Atlas before shrugging.

“Fair enough, I suppose.”

Wooyoung parted ways with Yunho, making his way into one of the upper rooms of the ship just for it’s Sailing Master. Or rather, Sailing Masters.

San was already in the room, humming the familiar tune of Wooyoung’s song they had continued to work on in their time together. The duo had settled on calling it ‘Mist’, and were excited to tell Wooyoung’s family of all the ways they had added to the song.

Wooyoung settled beside him, giving him a thumbs up at the concerned look he gave him.

“Don’t worry. Yunho said I’ll be fine. I just need some rest and iron. I’m glad I finally have a name for this.” He relayed the information to him, trailing off in his own thoughts before moving to lie down in the bed they had in the room. San’s gaze softened, closing his eyes as he felt the ship moving smoothly.

Hongjoong’s wind and water powers often meant they could sail much faster and much smoother without worrying about long months out at sea. It unfortunately left the Captain exhausted with constantly using his powers for long periods of time, so everyone in the crew made sure to work hard.

“I should tell momma to make Hongjoong a big meal when we get there. He’s been overexerting himself to speed up this trip.” Wooyoung mused as San reviewed the maps they had, taking his time, using a pencil to draw a new map from the pieces of maps Hongjoong and the previous captain of the Utopia had collected over the years.

“I agree. Seonghwa has been doing his best to make sure he rests, but I can tell it’s not working. We should all pitch in once we get to port and buy enough food for a feast.” San added, making sure his lines were precise.

Wooyoung smiled and put an arm over his face, deciding a nap was in order.

“It’s going to be a great day. I can feel it.”

-x-

"This isn't right. There's no way this is correct."

"Wooyoung…"

"I've been gone for a long time. Maybe I got the location wrong."

"Woo…"

Wooyoung clenched his fists, brows pulled up as he looked at the rubble before him. The location looked familiar to him.

The beautiful fruit bearing tree situated near the left side of the rubble, an old rope swing still attached to one of the old branches.

The the patch of flowers that used to be full of life not too far from it, withering and drooping.

The fence with the lavender chipped paint that enclosed the area.

"Who are you lads?" A voice drew Wooyoung's attention and he snapped his head to the left, recognizing one of his neighbors. He rushed over to the fence, peering over it as the man looked at him in surprise.

"You're-"

"Please! Tell me what happened? My family…"

"Ah lad, I knew I recognized you. I didn't figure we'd see you again after the town found out about that ship but lo and behold, they sailed back into port about a month ago, telling stories of how some pirates save them. A real strange tale but-"

"My family. Please tell me what happened to my family." Wooyoung pressed, tears in his eyes. The man looked down and took his hat off.

"There was a fire. It took both of them with it."

Hongjoong, San, Yunho, and Seonghwa tensed from behind Wooyoung as the words hit them like a wild bull.

"A...a fire…?" Wooyoung muttered, looking back towards the rubble. His chest heaved as he took one step towards it and collapsed, prompting all of the men to swarm to his side.

"Wooyoung I need you to breathe, baby." San urged, gently putting a hand on his shoulder. Wooyoung let out a scream in response, having a full breakdown on the ground. The men startled and Wooyoung’s previous neighbor apologized quietly before leaving the quintet alone as Wooyoung continues screaming bloody murder for his lost family.

Hongjoong reaches under him and picks him up, nodding at San and the others to follow him as Wooyoung thrashed and cried in the captain's arms.  

“C’mon. We should go somewhere inside. Seonghwa, Yunho, can you please find out where...where Woo’s family was laid to rest? We should pay our respects.”

The two taller pirates nod and split off from the other three.

-x-

Wooyoung sat silently, aboard the Utopia a week later, idly thumbing the rings on his fingers. He had gone back, rummaging through the rubble for anything he could salvage, but the only thing there was were some black rings that belonged to his father, left behind in a steel box under the floorboards.

San rubbed his back, sweat rolling down his brow as they sat on the deck. Hongjoong relieved them of their navigational duties until Wooyoung felt well enough to continue.

The young man stayed curled up against San, a faraway look in his eyes as he held his hand.

“San…”

“Yes, baby?”

“Don’t leave me.”

“I’ll never leave you, Woo. I swear.”

Wooyoung exhaled, closing his eyes as he put his head on his shoulder, a few more tears slipping down his cheeks as the sound of the crew working, the seagulls above them, and the rolling waves filled the silence between the two.

-x-

“What’s wrong with him?!”

Yunho ran a hand through his hair, taking a moment or two to choose his words, moving away from the sweating man on his table. San groaned weakly, his eyelids fluttering as his head rolled on the table.

“Cerebral malaria.”

“What?”

Yunho ran a hand down his face, biting his thumbnail.

“He must have contracted it back on land. It sometimes takes a while for the effects to show. But I’m almost certain the lad’s got malaria.”

“You can help, right?!” Wooyoung was nearly hysterical, pushing past Yunho to hold San’s hand, his chest heaving. Yunho watched him, pursing his lips before he looked away, a conflicted look on his face.

“I...I don’t know how to tell you, lad. But there’s no known cure for it.”

Wooyoung felt like he had been punched in the gut. He looked up at Yunho, his lip trembling before he shook is head.

“No. You have to fix him. YOU HAVE TO FIX HIM, I CAN’T LOSE HIM!’ He screamed, startling the tall surgeon. Yunho jolted and looked at the doorway. He couldn’t fix him, but he could try something else.

“Just...wait here, please. I need to see something. Stay by his side.” He told him gently, though it was unnecessary. The younger man would have to be pried off of San’s side at this point.

Yunho turned, long legs swiftly taking him out of his quarters and up to Hongjoong’s quarters, banging hard on the door.

“Capitan! Cap, I need you!” he urgently cried, banging harder on the wood until the door opened, a disgruntled Seonghwa greeting him.

“ Enculer! I just made him rest, what the fuck-”

“San is dying.”

His shoulders slumped, his mouth falling open as he looked at him, eyes wide. Hongjoong appeared at his side in an instant, looking just as shocked as he did.

“What-”

“He’s showing symptoms of malaria. I can’t use any medicine I have. There’s no cure and...well, if I may be blunt, if he dies, we’re going to lose them both. Wooyoung will be inconsolable and I’ve seen my fair share of life and death to know that if San doesn’t survive, Wooyoung probably won’t be strong enough to take that loss, especially after the shock of losing his family and his body’s anemia. Him being under severe stress like that, plus the mental toll-” He cut himself off, sighing.

“Cap’n. If I may, I suggest you-”

“Yunho! San’s started convulsing in your quarters!” Tzuyu screamed, nearly tripping over herself as she rushed to the trio. Yunho’s eyes widened and he burst into a run, with Seonghwa and Hongjoong quickly following him.

Hongjoong looked up, cursing when he saw the moon, both full and sporting a brilliant red color.

“Tzuyu, clear the deck for me!” He called over his shoulder before they disappeared into Yunho’s room, finding Wooyoung crying as San convulsed on the table, his eyelids fluttering as his head rolled from left to right.

“Bring him to the deck, now!” Hongjoong ordered, grabbing Wooyoung’s wrist and pulling him out so Seonghwa and Yunho could heft the seizing man out of the room.

“What are you doing?! Help him!”

“I am! Give me your hand!” Hongjoong pulled a knife from his boot and Wooyoung’s eyes widened.

“What-”

“Just do it!” He barked, startling the man as the other two joined them, settling the still-convulsing San beside them. Wooyoung looked at him in horror and nodded, extending his hand. He whined when Hongjoong cut into his palm a little deeper than intended. He grabbed San’s hand, whispering an apology before he cut the man’s palm as well. He ignored Wooyoung’s worried questions to cut both of his palms.

He reached out to them, squeezing their palms together and exhaling sharply.

There was a pressure that fell over them all as San’s eyes snapped fully open, a light gleaming in them before the same happened to Wooyoung. The latter collapsed onto his knees beside him and Hongjoong stepped away, backing away from the two.

“Seonghwa.”

“Oui?”

“Get ready.”

Seonghwa instinctively looked up, cursing when he saw the state of the moon.

“Oh hell-”

There was a ghoulish scream that pierced through the air as Wooyoung’s head snapped back. The sound was nearly deafening and Yunho was the first to notice the blades of metal flying at them. He grabbed the two demons and threw his weight to the left, knocking them all to the deck as the blades flew by, embedding themselves into the wood.

They looked up, finding Wooyoung’s trembling, panting form. He looked down at San, finding him motionless, several black marks on his unnaturally pale face. His lips were black as well and Wooyoung panted, touching his face and shaking his shoulder desperately.

“San...Sanie...please please move, move!”

Hongjoong slowly stood, holding his hands out as he tried to approach Wooyoung.

“Woo-”

“You said...You said you would help him….”

“I did, I formed a pact with you and him just now. He probably just passed out from the power-”

“Liar.”

Hongjoong tensed, watching as Wooyoung raised his head, tears rolling down his cheeks. They dried, turning into black tracks as he stared at Hongjoong, rage burning in his onyx eyes. There was a backwards crescent on his forehead, with small dots decorating his forehead and nose just above and below the crescent, respectively. His black lips turned up into a sneer as he looked at Hongjoong.

“YOU LIAR! YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME!” He screamed, and the blades were back in an instant. Hongjoong threw his hands up, knocking them away with powerful gusts of wind. Seonghwa stood quickly, ice surrounding his feet with every step as he approached the conflict.

“His powers seem to be triggered from screaming, like some kind of banshee. If we can calm him down and keep his tone down-”

“GIVE HIM BACK, GIVE HIM BACK”

Seonghwa cursed, throwing up a thick ice wall between the three of them and Wooyoung.

“Yunho, get to the cabins. This is gonna get ugly.” Hongjoong ordered, his eyes flickering back to that electric blue as Wooyoung’s blades of metal began to chip through the wall. One sliced the top part clean off, and it took Hongjoong’s fire to melt it before it fell on top of Seonghwa.

Yunho scuttled away to a different part of the deck as Wooyoung stopped screaming, his hair a wild mess as he stared at them, eyes wild and unfocused.

“I didn’t want to be alone...he...he was gonna stay with me...he was the one person who wasn’t going to leave me and...and…”

“We won’t leave you, either. You, San, you’re part of my crew. A captain never leaves his crew. Trust me, Wooyoung. San is okay...he was weak when the pact was formed, he probably just got overwhelmed. Calm down, breathe, we can watch over him together.”

Wooyoung looked at him, his brows pulled up. He looked down at San, not liking the twisted way his body was situated, arms and legs bent like a broken doll.

A doll, easily broken and forgotten.

“No...no no no no. NO NO NO NO!”

Hongjoong was caught off guard as the blades came once more, gashing him across his chest. He fell to the deck, gasping in pain as blood spilled onto the wood.

“Hongjoong!” Seonghwa’s eyes widened before he turned towards Wooyoung, his grey eyes turning snowy white. His lips-now red-curled up as he stormed closer, the red marks on his cheeks illuminated by the light of the blood moon as he held his hand out, freezing the small man completely with a powerful blast of ice magic.

“S-seonghwa...you can’t…” Hongjoong grunted, hissing at the pain of the gash. Seonghwa turned, frowning as he rushed over to him, looking at his bloodied chest in worry.

“Are you okay…? It went deep…” He frowned at the blade still embedded in Hongjoong’s chest. He reached to take it out, but there was a telltale cracking sound from behind them. They turned, eyes widening as the sound of a faint scream could be heard before the ice shattered, blades of metal flying every which way. One flew right at Seonghwa, leaving a deep wound in his back. He cried out and fell into Hongjoong’s arms, eyes wide.

“Seonghwa! Seonghwa are you okay?!”

Wooyoung panted, eyes full of rage as he took a step towards them.

“I love him...he said he would never leave me, I thought you could help me. You lied. You lied. YOU LIED-”

“If the rain gets heavier, the sun will rise

It will brighten up when the mist is gone…”

Wooyoung froze as the sound of singing caught his attention. He turned to his left, finding Yunho approaching him, singing to the tune of Wooyoung’s song. His brows furrowed, and Hongjoong shook his head.

“Yunho, no!”

“Sing with me, Wooyoung. We can wake San up together, okay? He loves your voice, y’know. I’m sure he’d love to hear you when he arises.” he told him gently, ignoring the startled captain. Wooyoung looked at him, tilting his head as he opened his mouth, his wary voice harmonizing with Yunho’s.

“If if if If

There was another way

Maybe maybe maybe

Could I not be afraid?... ”

Yunho stopped in front of him despite Hongjoong and now Seonghwa’s desperate pleas for the human to leave before he got injured, too. Yunho flashed Wooyoung a disarming smile, petting the top of the demon’s head as they sung, Wooyoung finally relaxing his shoulders.

“So please

Tell me it’s all right

In this uneasy mist

Things are ephemeral… ”

Wooyoung smiled softly, closing his eyes as the markings faded slowly. When he opened his eyes, he looked tiredly up at Yunho before he tensed, looking at Hongjoong and Seonghwa.

“Oh my god-”

Yunho looked over his shoulder, noticing a sudden movement. He grabbed Wooyoung’s wrist and darted out of the immediate area as San’s body twitched to life. A low growl left his black lips as his head spasmed until he sat upright suddenly, his eyes snapping open, one as bloody red as the moon, while the other was a dazzling lime color.

“Oh...oh good, both of them. Why did you have to turn both of them in the same night?” Seongwa huffed tiredly, finally standing back up as they watched San sway, the runes on his face flashing for a moment.

“So I have ice powers, Wooyoung has some kind of metal powers. What the hell did you give him?” He inquired, watching the demonic smile spread across San’s face.

It idly made him wonder what the hell he looked like the first night he used his powers and had to deal with his own demon side becoming one with his ‘true self’.

“I have my fire, my wind, my water-”

“C a p t a i n~ Where is Wooyoung? Did you take him from me?” San’s rough voice cut in as he slowly staggered towards them. Hongjoong pulled the blade fully from his chest, ignoring the intense pain that came from it, looking at San with his jaw set.

“You can’t go near him until you calm down. We don’t need any more chaos. Wooyoung is safe.”

“Oh? Did you decide to keep him away from me? Why? Why, why why why?” San smiled at him despite the rage that filled his gaze.

“He’s all I have. He’s the first person that’s ever cared about me like that. Why did you take him?”

Wooyoung whined from his spot beside Yunho, but the surgeon shook his head, pulling him back when he went to catch San’s attention.

“Don’t. If he’s anything like you were, he’s going to go berserk. We need to trust Hongjoong to calm him down-”

San scoffed, raising his hand.

“You’re just like the other pirates. I won’t let you take away the only person that’s ever loved me.”

Hongjoong felt a tug at his chest, eyes widening as he watched the blood that pooled on the deck rise back up, wrapping around both him and Seonghwa before San flicked his hand, slamming both of them down onto wood hard.

“The blood! He’s controlling the blood!” Seonghwa cursed, freezing the blood around his waist before moving to Hongjoong’s.

“Ah, wait, are you two the only ones that get to be in love? Is that it? Why would you take him, otherwise? Is that the ship you’re running?” San took a step forward, looking at the blood in his own hand before he smiled, watching as it twisted and formed into a short sword.

“I’ll get him back.”

He rushed at Seonghwa, smiling wildly as the ex prince parried his first attack, following his lead by making a falcata out of ice. San swung hard while Seonghwa blocked each one, trying to ignore the pain in his back.

San-quick to recognize his disadvantage to the skilled first mate-flicked his freehand, tossing Hongjoong full force into him before he snapped his fingers, using their own blood to lock them down again.

He raised his blade over his head, mix matched eyes murderous as he swung.

“Give him back!”

“San!”

The blade froze right above the back of Hongjoong’s neck, and San’s face went soft as he turned, looking around the deck to find Wooyoung had ran out from his hiding spot. He looked at him, his lip trapped beneath his teeth as he watched him.

“S-San, I’m right here. Please…”

“I told you to stay hidden!” Yunho scolded, coming out of his spot to pull at Wooyoung’s wrist.

The move made San’s anger flare as he let out an ungodly sound, turning his full attention towards Yunho, the blade dragging against the the deck.

“DON’T TOUCH HIM!”

Yunho noticed his charge and shoved Wooyoung aside, crying out as San’s blade cut through his shirt and coat, leaving a nasty gash against his side. The younger man put a foot on his chest, sneering. He wordlessly raised his blood sword once more.

“So please

If this is my way

Hold my hand

So we won’t wander for much longer…”

San froze again, looking behind him to find Wooyoung singing shakily. He looked at him, tears staining his cheeks.

“San stop...we...we can’t keep raging like this...we hurt them...they took us in and look at what we did.” He whispered. San looked around at the wrecked deck, his brows pulling up as his anger faded, realization settling on his marked up face. He looked to his captain and first mate, his lips parted as the two panted weakly, pushing themselves up off of the ground to look at him.

“H-Hongjoong...Seonghwa…” the groan underneath him reminded him of Yunho’s presence and he quickly stepped away, covering his mouth.

“Oh no. No, no no-”

“Its..its okay. We’re alive.” Yunho chuckled before he winced at the move. Both San and Wooyoung whined and he only waved his hand as Hongjoong and Seonghwa slowly approached them, limping from their wounds and blood loss.

“Yunho, your wound-” Hongjoong started before the kind surgeon raised his hand, interrupting him.

“A mere flesh wound. Don’t bother doing any more pacts tonight.”

Seonghwa looked at his blood loss and frowned.

“Are you sure? That’s a lot of blood, doctor.”

“I am. Just...just take me to my quarters. I’ll stitch myself up. It’ll be an interesting scar and story to tell in the future, to say the very least.” He joked, wincing when Seonghwa slowly leaned down to pick him up, carrying him off slowly.

Hongjoong watched them go before he turned his gaze back to the mess left of his deck. He felt ashamed, letting such damage come to his mother’s ship. He clenched his fists before running a shaking hand through his hair.

“Hongjoong...we’re so sorry…” Wooyoung hesitantly approached him. Hongjoong’s shoulders shook.

“Don’t apologize. I shouldn’t have turned both of you. Especially with the moon being full and bloody. I just want to make sure...the two of you stay together. At the very least, please stay together forever, okay?” Hongjoong sent them a small smile before he limped away.

Wooyoung and San exchanged a look before their shoulders slumped.

-The Next Morning-

Hongjoong sighed, rubbing his temples as he walked out of his quarters. He had to find a way to explain to the other crew members how they could work around the badly damaged deck.

“Before the sun is rising up

Before the sun is rising up

Before the sun is rising up

In here…”

He blinked, looking up to find the broken parts of his deck and masts had been patched up with some sheets of metal. His lips parted as he looked down, finding Wooyoung and San swabbing the blood off of the deck, singing as the sun gently rose in the sky.

“Before the sun is rising up

Before the sun is rising up

In here…”

“They’ve been at it all night.” Seonghwa’s voice came from his right, startling him slightly. His eyes widened and Seonghwa smiled slightly.

“I stayed with Yunho as he stitched his wound closed. When I came out, they had already practiced enough with their powers for Wooyoung to control it and fill in the damage from the fight. I tried to get them to rest, but they refused. They seem to be very remorseful, putois.” he told him, sending him a small smile.

Hongjoong looked at the two hard working men before he walked down to the deck.

San noticed him first, avoiding his gaze as he shied away from his captain.

“I’m so sorry-”

“I’m glad I have such hard working additions to my crew.” He smiled. The two gaped, tearing up as Hongjoong swayed his hand, a gentle wave of water sweeping away the blood before Hongjoong disposed of it in the ocean. He put a hand on his hip and sent them a tired smile.

“Come, now. You two need sleep. I’ll bring you some food later.” He promised, nodding in the direction of the cabins.

“But Hongjoong, aren’t you going to punish us for...all of this…?” Wooyoung inquired, gripping the handle of the mop tight. Hongjoong shook his head, looking unphased as Seonghwa joined his side, the other members of the crew filing out onto the deck to start the day’s duties.

“No. You two have a very similar deep fear of being all alone. I changed that and yes, Utopia suffered some damage, but you two healed and that’s more important. Besides, you don’t have to worry about being alone ever again. You have each other, and I’ll be by your sides no matter what.” He promised, sending both of them a warm smile before he walked past the stunned men to speak to the members of the crew.

Seonghwa took a deep breath, enjoying the air for a moment before he looked at the two men.

“Go get your rest. We’ll be here when you wake up. And every day afterwards.” He nodded politely at them before following Hongjoong, leaving the two men teary eyed, clutching their heavily beating hearts before they retreated to their own rooms.

Hongjoong looked up at the sky, smiling at the pastel colors of the sky, the breeze sweeping his bangs across his forehead as he hummed.

“Before the sun is rising up

Before the sun is rising up~ ”

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While Propecia has much more regular outcomes, minoxidil is much more dependent on the consumer. Extraordinary results for instance new regrowth could be noticed in people who reply effectively, but They can be the minority. Minoxidil, like Propecia, is far better at hair routine maintenance. It will allow you to continue to keep the hair you do have for longer, but only if you utilize it each day. We preserve our audience updated on what's Operating, what's not, and what is actually over the horizon. Whether it's a review of the following new factor, or development towards a hair loss cure, you'll be the 1st to know. PURA D’OR is actually a manufacturer that prides by itself on locating a solution to any type of hair loss. The business’s Original Gold Label Shampoo contains a bunch of healthy elements that support to boost hair growth by repairing present strands and protecting new kinds from potential breakage. This hair regrowth shampoo provides a clinically-confirmed system with lots of Advantages. These new hair loss cures glance promising, but will they definitely become a cure or simply just another Propecia? Permit’s look at the positives and negatives of each upcoming treatment. As for your question, I don’t Assume It might be a massive dropoff in the least. I believe it will mainly be described as a comfort element. In that circumstance, I might suggest you utilize Nizoral 2 times each week (e.g. on Wednesday and Sunday) and use Lipogaine Large five as your “standard” shampoo. 1 merchandise to stop, when you haven’t Beforehand referenced it, is Pronexa. They are already ever more exposed being a semi-scam considering the fact that they offer free merchandise in Trade for 5-star Amazon reviews. Even though the shampoo/conditioner are great as just that, following three months of use I severely question their efficacy associated with hair loss and thinning. If suitable beard care is very important to you, then you're in all probability obtaining beard oil. But Imagine if I instructed ... Free of chemical compounds and sulfates, Lipogaine’s All Natural Shampoo is profitable at combating hair loss in Gentlemen and women. Should you have any uncertainties, the corporate provides a one hundred% gratification ensure or your money back, so you know you're obtaining a prime-rated shampoo that can battle flakes, thinning, and any issues that hinder your hair and scalp overall health. Argan oil usually takes Middle phase On this shampoo, which key ingredient is full of vitamin E and fatty acids to advertise healthful hair and skin. The result can be a strong components that nourishes your hair to avoid breakage or thinning. Castor oil also stops germs and dandruff from accumulating on your scalp, which means you don’t have to bother with any pesky dandruff and flakes displaying up. The Ultrax Shampoo is back again. I’ve transformed since they are usually not available anymore. I’ll be updating the checklist and including extra hair loss shampoos shortly. Keep tuned. On this area we go over a lot of the long term hair loss solutions which will be popping out in the coming many years. There are many hair loss cures coming in or all around 2020, and with any luck , there'll certainly be a mass industry solution. These contain treatable conditions like anemia and thyroid sickness and polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS). These situations are diagnosed by blood checks along with a historical and physical evidence. While several scientific studies have proposed that baldness may be inherited throughout the mother's relatives genes, these theories involve even more tests. Present scientific studies are inconclusive. Although not indicated for female pattern balding, spironolactone (Aldactone) has experienced some achievements in treating this condition. In via steptoremedies.com ’s view It appears greater to choose Huge 5 and use Nizoral 2 times weekly to get your ketoconazole repair. Probably Domen can weigh in in this article as well.

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Keep in mind, hair loss is usually a symptom of An even bigger health and fitness dilemma. Masking up the symptom will not resolve the actual dilemma.It’s A lot more effective to repair the true challenge guiding hair loss (the root result in) as opposed to just masking the indicators.Anyway, let’s have a look at these three. There is also the secondary have an effect on to take into account. This is when the allergic reaction can lead straight to hair follicle miniaturization because it results in inflammation within the scalp which narrows the hole through which the strand of hair grows. You'll find anecdotal promises to aid the benefits, and there are numerous proponents and followers of the ancient apply. Some have even claimed hair re-growth on bald locations.  Much more on how to get it done and science driving this historic strategy: Simply click here Though further research is critical, it seems WAY-316606 may be a promising alternate to minoxidil and finasteride. Your just lately viewed things and highlighted suggestions › Perspective or edit your browsing historical past I believe that most of us have shed contact with what our bodies are telling us about the foods we’re feeding on, and being a consequence we frequently consume foods that induce important harm to our overall health. When not a lot of reports have already been to the plant’s use – specifically in patients with male-pattern hair loss – there are a few which offer a glimpse at its success. Exactly what does this imply for the way forward for platelet-abundant plasma treatment from the fight in opposition to hair loss? What's also exciting is pattern baldness is pretty much non-existent in stable indigenous populations. Even though nearly all the above modifications aren’t life threatening (other than heart rhythm modifications, which might go unnoticed), they can be bothersome and may guide you to really feel the Uncomfortable side effects aren’t worth the outcome. Male and woman sample baldness (also identified in scientific jargon as androgenetic alopecia) is not really a ailment, and so requesting a ‘cure’ is probably not the best way to think it over. I have straight hair, but I normally wished that my hair was curly. Most likely, it’s a human psychic to want what we don’t have. I thought of perming again and again, but under no circumstances truly did it. Eradicating these food items teams from the diet might allow you to grow back again shed hair that was due to delayed allergic reactions. I such as try in order to avoid gluten in my diet. You'll be able to remind by yourself to convey these affirmations when you are combing your hair or stroking it or massaging it. Deliver it appreciate and talk to appreciate and care and you will be surprised at how speedily you see the outcomes.