#piratecaptain

[natsunenuko]

Commission for Darkshadegem

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[zathalen]

Space pirate captian Inspired by @grimmwoodcreative go check them out! #pirate #spacepirate #piratecaptain #spacepiratecaptain #gothicart #emo #gothgirl #emogirl #aiartists #midjourney #midjourneyart #midjourneyartwork #midjourneyai #midjourneytattoo #gothictattoo #tattoo #ink #badassink #inked #inkedup #commissionsopen #fantasy #fantasyillustration #fantasygoth #fantasyartwork #fantasyartist #dndcharacterart #dndart #fantasyromance #beautifulart https://www.instagram.com/p/CpewNhUObwA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[raygo08]

Leyza pirate and fresh Annona

yo-ho-ho and a bottle of juicy!

[mutineerbay]

#Repost @thisdateinpiratehistory ・・・ • 23 October • On #thisdateinpiratehistory in 1718, while cruising off Long Island, Charles Vane captured a brigantine and sloop bound from Jamaica to New England. Charles Vane had been patrolling for prizes off Charleston, when they discovered Col. Thomas Rhett was in the area in search of pirates, namely Stede Bonnet and his crew. Feigning a move to the south to put Rhett off his trail, Vane instead turned north and ducked into an inlet to lay low, coincidentally running into Blackbeard, who happened to also be in the area. There they rested for several weeks with Blackbeard and his company, before finally weighing anchor and heading north toward New York, where they would eventually come upon and take the New England-bound prizes. . . . . . #piratehistory #piratehistorypodcast #piratesofthecaribbean #pirateship #pirate #pirates #charlesvane #blacksails #piratecaptain #blackbeard https://www.instagram.com/p/CkD9eJkrxar/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mortificentmistressofumbra]

[rythmcale]

Captain Rokai has some fun messing with people.

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"A PIRATE NAMED MORGAN MOONSCAR DIED ON THE ISLAND, AND HIS SPIRIT STILL HAUNTS THE PLACE."

PIC INFO: Resolution at 1325x1879 -- Spotlight on Morgan Moonscar, former plunderer and pirate captain of the Maelstrom pirates and later turned zombie, from the American supernatural-horror animated direct-to-video movie, "Scooby Doo on Zombie Island" (1998). Artwork by Rebecca Cram, c. 2022.

Source: https://twitter.com/ScoobyAddict/status/1568268002147147776/photo/1.

[haikumaven]

Avast ye, it be Talk like a Pirate Day!! So me crew and I will be playin some games and gettin our plunder over at Twitch.tv/GiveNoEffs 🦜🏴‍☠️🖤⚔️☠️ #talklikeapirate #talklikeapirateday #Pirate #pirates #pirateday #potc #piratecaptain #piratesofthecaribbean #seaofthieves #crew #piratecrew #Lego #legogames #holiday #internationaltalklikeapirateday https://www.instagram.com/p/CitB9U1JxFr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[picasoart]

Hers is definitely bigger than yours #sketch #inking #pirate #piratecaptain #piratequeen #piratelife #piratesword #sword #piratestyle #pirateprincess #pirateart #sealife #piratenation #ink #artistsoninstagram #artist #artwork #inks #inkart #inkartwork #inked #sealife #artistofinstagram #artislife #sketchbook #inkwork #inkpen #blackink #hessian #lovepeaceanddirtyjeans https://www.instagram.com/p/CiV1cxXOVMr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[leftonread247]

Piratecaptain!sirius with a treasure map tattooed along his torso. He has his ears pierced and rings decorate his fingers. He likes to lean against the side of the boat, hat sat on his long black hair, lopsided, smug grin on his face as he chews tabaco. All the time watching you beat the other pirates at poker. “Don’t get too cocky doll. Me and you will play the next round.” He threatens you with that mischievous glint in his eye that you’re so used to seeing. “We can always make it more interesting”.

[esculentevil]

Septic Stories (AntiHero AU): Jackie of the Sea(l-Folk)

((Serialized AU where Jackie’s a selkie and Anti’s a pirate for MerMay2022! =D Also on AO3!))

“Seal skin, ey?”

Captain Anti of the pirate ship Abyss squints at the strange man before him. Marvin is his name and magic is his game—so he claims. The bottles around him somewhat support this—strange in shape and color and ability...

But Anti’s not so sure. (hWat’s ‘e want SEAL SKIN fer???)

“No, no!” The so called mage hastily makes his way back over to the pirate, hands moving to wave an old, ruddy, leather-bound tome under Anti’s nose.

The pirate crinkles his nose in an effort not to sneeze or cough.

It comes out as a scowl. Or a sneer.

They aren’t quite sure which.

Regardless, Marvin ignores it in favor of opening the book and showing Anti... Well, he’s not rightly sure WHAT that is, but it’s definitely not a SEAL.

At least, not fully.

“THIS is what I want,” Marvin exclaims, finger tapping emphatically on the image of a man—or what Anti THINKS is a man—appearing to... both BE a seal... and wearing a seal skin like it’s clothing. A woman is doing the same next to him; but Marvin’s not pointing at HER for some reason. “SELKIE skin.”

“Seal key skin?”

“SELKIE!”

[scoobysnakz]

piratecaptain!Miguel who wears a loosely tied ritter shirt and irresistibly tight leather pants all day everyday. he knows the way his dress sense makes the landlady’s swoon but he’s never thought twice about you, the cook’s daughter, looking at him the way they do.

piratecaptain!Miguel who constantly asks for random snacks throughout the day just so he can see his favourite sou chef. he loves talking to you, hearing the exhilarated undertones of your voice as you try to hide excited you get when talking about the different types of fish you’ve seen or whatever else has caught your interest that day.

piratecaptain!Miguel who, much to the dismay of the rest of the crew, has tried to cut down on the amount of pillages they go on since you mentioned how uneasy the violence made you feel.

he’s become much more gentler now, tried bargaining with other captains instead of using brute force to get his way. due to your input, he actually feeds the captives. it might be the scraps left behind by the crew but it’s food all the same.

piratecaptain!Miguel who sleep doesn’t come easy to. he walks the creaky planks of the ship at night until either his eyes become far to heavy to keep open or the person on night watch forces him to bed.

piratecaptain!Miguel who doesn't know that you know how bad his insomnia is and is pleasantly surprised to find a tankard full of herbal tea. naturally, he’s suspicious at first but when he realises that it’s lavender tea he knows it’s safe to drink.

only you know he likes it. he shared it one time, a late night celebration after the crew had successfully raided a surprisingly wealthy village. he had confided that he’d been teased for it being too feminine’ and, of course, you had laughed at him, told him how childish it was and scolded him for accepting such ignorance to manipulate what he can and cannot enjoy.

piratecaptain!Miguel who now knows you know and it brings a strange warmth to his body. you care about him, in some small tiny way that isn’t forced upon you due to his role, you thought of him and it feels… nice.

[the-likesofus]

Inspiration Saturday 🖤

Tagged by @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks

I haven't written in weeks but I finally submitted my last university assignment ever so now I have a whole summer of free writing time ahead of me so as inspo here's a cover mock up I did for my buddie pirate au with PirateCaptain!Eddie and Tutor!Buck

Tagging @lilbuddie @thosetwofirefighters @rogerzsteven @shortsighted-owl @911onabc @loveyourownsmiilee @thekristen999 @tomlinpun @sibylsleaves @wh0re-behavi0r @disasterbuckdiaz @jobairdxx @spaceprincessem @loserdiaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @monsterrae1 @bekkachaos @elvensorceress @heartshapedvows @sibylsleaves

[onceuponastory]

blackheart - pirate!bucky barnes

Plot: After waking up onboard a pirate ship, Y/N soon becomes acquainted with its crew...and its famously bloodthirsty Captain. Pairing: PirateCaptain!Bucky Barnes x Lady!Reader (if you squint) Warnings: Kidnapping, creepy men being creepy, violence and mentions of death. Minors please be aware. Also, Pirate Captain Bucky, because he’s a warning. As always, if I miss any triggers please let me know! Notes: This was written for @the-slumberparty​’s one word drabble challenge. My word was Blackheart. Google says it means the darkening of plant stems/leaves, but I immediately thought “That’s a cool pirate name.” and ran with it. I did try to make this a drabble, I promise. The idea just got away from me.

Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

Leaning back, Y/N softly groans. The side of her head throbs with a dull pain, and she can register a gentle swaying motion lulling her further towards the sleep she just came out of. It’s only as the smell of salt water hits her nostrils, and when she hears a voice she doesn’t recognise saying: “I think she’s waking up.” that she opens her eyes, wincing slightly at the sudden light.

Immediately, she sees a crowd made up of strangers staring down at her. Gasping, she tries to scramble to her feet, but the pain in her head suddenly amplifies, causing her to feel lightheaded. As she collapses to the floor, cruel laughter sounds around her. Despite the fear coursing through her veins, their laughter angers her.

“Who are you? Where am I?” she demands. A man in front of her smirks, making her stomach churn. 

“See for yourself, miss.” He gestures to his side, and as Y/N follows his gaze, her eyes widen. The vast ocean surrounds them, gigantic waves hitting against the side of the boat. Y/N stares out towards the horizon, wondering just how far away from home she is. As she does, she begins to remember what happened before she woke up here. She was walking through town, taking a welcome respite from her life and responsibilities. Unfortunately for her, she lost her way and found herself down a dark alley. The last thing she remembers is two men approaching her. No doubt they’re the ones who brought her here. 

Y/N knows exactly why they chose her. As the only daughter of a noble family, she’s worth a lot, and is a very powerful bargaining tool…dead or alive. Her eyes glance towards the mast, waiting to confirm the suspicion already growing in her gut: that this is a pirate ship. As soon as she registers the pitch black flag atop the mast, Y/N’s breath hitches in her throat. This is no ordinary ship. It’s Blackheart’s ship. He’s known as one of the most bloodthirsty pirates to have ever existed, named after his notoriety for showing no mercy to his prisoners despite their begging. And that undoubtedly means her. Back home, from the safety of her bed, Y/N used to read up on him and all the violence he’s capable of. And now, here she is, her life in jeopardy. Warily, she looks around at the ship’s crew. All of them leer at her, some of them smirking. Her blood chills.

“Return me home at once.” she orders. Again, more laughing. Despite her attempts to seem brave, their laughter strikes fear through her. She glances back out towards the ocean. Maybe if she jumped in, she could swim towards safety? Surely there must be something around here, perhaps a desert island? 

Yet all she can see is the waves, and her heart sinks. No doubt she’d die before ever reaching land…either at the hands of the waves, or by the pirates surrounding her.

“Don’t be scared, miss. We don’t bite.” One of the men laughs, suddenly jumping towards her. Frightened, Y/N jumps back, her false bravado shattered. The laughter intensifies, and she hurriedly scans the crowd, looking for a place to escape. But the men have her surrounded. Slowly, they approach her, and she backs away, holding up her hands defensively. The one closest to her holds out his hand, ready to grab her….

But just before he touches her, the door at the back of the ship, the one leading to the Captain’s quarters, opens. Immediately, Y/N’s heart rate picks up. The crowd in front of her parts, and a voice sounds over them. 

“Gentlemen, please. We must make sure our special guest is welcome.” She lowers her head to avert his gaze, but with each of his footsteps, her heart beats faster and faster, so fast it could break through her rib cage. As their first meeting approaches, Y/N tries to imagine what he’ll be like. Considering his notoriety, she’s imagining a monster, someone scarred by violence and who thrives on fear. No doubt he can smell hers immediately. “Now, now, Lady Y/N. Don’t you know it’s well mannered to look people in the eyes when you first meet them?” He smirks, tutting slightly. 

Cold metal is placed under her chin, no doubt a blade, and the man lifts her head up so she’s making eye contact with him. A pair of icy blue eyes stare back at her, and Y/N gasps. His long brunette hair is tied back in a bun, with some loose tendrils falling down around his face. His jacket and white shirt are mostly open, and she notices chest hair peeking out. Gold chains and rings cover his skin, and she even registers some tattoos on his hands. 

Once again, her breath hitches. This man is attractive, far more than she expected. If he hadn’t kidnapped her, she’d probably kiss him. His eyes trace over her shuddering form, running all the way up her jawline and cheekbones, and he grins. “Oh, don’t be scared, my dear. We don’t want to hurt you. You’re just a pawn in our plan. My men are under strict instructions to keep you safe, and I’ll ensure they follow them.” Yet, with the way he looks at her, Y/N doesn’t know if she believes him. 

“Whatever your plan is, I’ll have no part in it. Return me home at once.” She puts on a brave face, yet she already knows her demands are futile. After all, there’s a reason why he has such a fierce reputation. The man chuckles.

“Sorry darling, I can’t do that. But allow me to introduce myself. I’m Captain Blackheart. Welcome aboard.”

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[more-cardigan-than-woman]

A Pirates Life

Summary: You're a pirate Captain and your never going to guess who your first mate just found in the hull.

PirateCaptain!Reader x Stowaway!JasonTodd

1.7k

Warnings: SMUT 18+, praise kink, sub jason, sex as an interrogation tool, teasing, biting, hair pulling, oral, restraints, swearing.

"Cap'n," Jones calls from behind you, "found this in the hull."

"Looks like you found a stowaway," Frenchie comments to your right.

"Right, let's get a look at ‘em," you turn from your perch on the hull. The two men carry an even bigger one on their shoulders, his light brown trench coat stretching over him, his hair sopping wet and dripping on the deck of the Sirens Call.

“Smells bloody rancid, mate,” Jones comments, before flopping him onto the deck. You step forward, your eyes not so wide they nearly fall out of your skull. Your brain starts to spin as it registers what you're seeing with every step closer. He was gone, you couldn't find any trace of him. How?

Drawing your sword, you point it at the man's chin, his face slowly drawing up with the blade, his eyes looking anywhere but you, seeming to stare up at Frenchie for some kind of help, but Frenchie laughs, knocking the man on the ground on the shoulder. "What's this?"

"Captain,” he moves forward, his hand reaching towards your skirts, “I can explain," Jason says, his eyes meeting yours for the first time in a year.

"Up," you snap the tip of your sword into his chin, watching as he stands on shaky feet, "Frenchie, Nak, bring him to my quarters," you smirk at the men, "this interrogation will require privacy."

"Yes, cap'n," they say in unison, the pirates sharing a knowing look. The last man that had a private meeting with you ended up so poorly that they had to scrub the blood from the planks, “Mate, on ya feet,” they shove him upwards, setting Jason's hands behind his back, and marching him towards your cabin.

“Close the door behind ya lads,” you instruct them after they've tied the young man to one of your dining chairs, “and if ya hear screaming-”

“No we didn't.”

“Good boys, off ya go,” you smirk, locking the door behind them and turning towards your stowaway who's watching you like a hawk, his hands tugging on the ropes, “Why are you here?”

“Didn't know this was your ship.”

“So, an accident ? Coincidence? Divine providence?”

“You going to kill me?” he stares defiantly up at you, something akin to hope shining in his eyes, “just do it.”

"There be no need for killing you," you perch up on the table beside him, laughing as he struggles against the coarse rope binding him to the chair, "and no need for a struggle Jason. Why don't you start with telling me why you left?"

"No."

"No? You know I hate that word," you dig the heel of your boot into his thigh, "why were you hiding on my ship?"

"I won't," he turns away, but you see how tightly his lips are pressed together. How badly he's fighting this, fighting you.

"Hiding won't help you," you grab his hair, yanking on it and turning him back to face you, "when did running ever help?"

"I can't."

"Do you want to stay on the Sirens Call?"

“Please.”

“That's a better word,” you smile, bending over to kiss gently on his forehead, “say it again,” you whisper into his still damp hair, the brine of the sea filling your lungs. He must’ve been down there since you left Metropolis.

“Please,” he whimpers, his eyes pleading with you and you hear him inhale sharply, “Please Captain.”

“And what will you do while you're here?” You recline back, grabbing your carved dagger from the table. “Everyone on the Sirens got a job, can’t afford freeloaders.”

“Serve.”

“Aye, but who do you serve?”

“My captain,” he stares up at you, his eyes not sure whether to focus on your knife, your tits, your cheek or your lips.

“Very well,” you slice into his shirt, cutting the worn fabric in two. You beam at him, his torso shines in the candlelight, “you can stay,” you hop down from the table your dagger still in hand, “bit if you run again,” slicing through the course leather of his pants leaving them in tatters as he sits most naked on the chair and you press the pointed tip into his thigh, “you won't want to see me again. Do you understand?”

“Yes Captain.”

“Good boy,” the dagger clatters as you release it. Your fingers grip into his thick thighs, his hair brushing right under your nails as they drift up his leg. You watch his face, the harsh rise and fall of his broad chest, taking in the fresh scars that seem to have covered him since you parted. Your mouth starts to water when you finally reach your prize, his girthy cock throbbing for you already. It's only been a year since he disappeared. Disappeared is probably the wrong word, but as you lick your lips all you can think is that it feels like an eternity that you searched for him, even after he abandoned you.

“Please,” Jason's hips rise, his movements almost frenzied, but Jones secured him well and good and there's no getting out of those binds, sept for cutting, “Please captain,” he begs when your teeth bite into the supple flesh of his thighs, “Fuck, captain, I- “Jason moans pitiful and agonised, when your hand wraps around his cock.

“Yes, baby?” you tease him, licking your way up his thigh, your tongue lathing at the sweat in the crease of his thighs, “tell your captain what you need.”

“Your mouth, please,” his hands strain against the binds, his fingers trying too hard to reach out for you, “captain,” his voice breaks as he starts to wail.

“This mouth?” You mock, breathing over the tip of his achingly hard cock. “The mouth you abandoned,” your tongue darts out slipping at the droplets forming at the end of him, “that was almost marooned,” your nails dig into his thighs as you rise on your knees, “that though you dead for a year,” you feel his blood start to trickle down your fingertips, “that mouth?”

“Yes, my captain,” he pleads, like the pitiful boy he is, “I'm sorry, for all of it,” his cock twists as your mouth grows closer, and your lips nearly brush over him, “it wasn't my plan, I- I'm sorry.”

“Good boy,” you praise him, mouth closing over his tip, your tongue flicking over his slit and your hand starts to stroke the base. Fuck, he’s so big you can’t fit much more of him in your mouth. You can’t help but moan around him, his taste so perfect. The sight of his strong legs shaking, makes your pussy drip and your tongue push even harder up into him.

“Captain, ohhhh-” he moans, pushing his cock further into your mouth, “fuck, I, please,” his cock throbs as you take him deeper and deeper in your mouth, “feels so good,” you swallow him as deep as you can, his cock pressing down your throat as you start to choke, “yes, deeper,” he pleads, his knuckles turning white as he grips the sides of the chair, “can I feel you? Please Captain, I wanna feel your insides,” he starts to squirm as you slow your place leaving him teetering on the edge of cumming, “I- I wanna make you feel like this.”

You peer up at him, the devil sparkling in the corner of your eye when you see visible anguish on his face as you draw him from your mouth, “Do you remember now?

“Yes, I could never forget,” he glances down at you, his eyes drinking in your body, “Can I see you?” His voice soft and a slightly higher pitch than normal, a drunken smile on his face when he sees you raise an eyebrow at him, “Please can I see you my Captain.”

“No.”

“Please, haven't I been good?” Jason pouts at you, his teeth biting at the back of his soft lips, “I can be so good for you.”

“You will be good, Jason," your legs spread over those thick thighs, sliding them down towards the back of the chair, your ass resting almost on his knees. You notice his eyes trying to catch a glimpse of you, tutting at him, you fan your skirt out, blocking his view completely, "you need to learn," you grind your clit into his throbbing cock, "you're going to learn."

"Please fuck me," he begs, his eyes pleading so desperately into yours, while his chest heaves into the front of you, "I want to make you cum, Captain. Please allow me."

"You will," you rise, slipping your soaking pussy over his rock hard cock inside you, his sizable girth spreading you open as you engulf him. Your hands grip into his shoulders as you begin to grind down on him, "stay still," you moan, your clit hitting his stomach with every forward movement.

“Can I move Captain?” Jason’s long lashes flutter and you feel his thighs flex beneath you.

“No baby, stay still.”

“You feel so good.”

"As do you,” you lean forward, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, moving your face closer to his, “you're being so good for me."

"Thank you, Captain.” his biceps flex, the ropes straining to keep him contained, “You're so full of me,” you can see how hard he’s trying to stay still and it only makes you want to push him further, “your pussy is clinging to me."

"Fuck, feels so fucking good." Your fingers twine into his hair, pulling his head back and exposing his neck, "my best boy," your teeth sink into his neck, "maybe this will remind you who you belong to," you lick at the bruise, "not that you could ever forget."

"Never," he moans into your ear, you can feel his legs shaking underneath you, "fuck I wanna cum, Captain."

"No," you command, your voice ringing clear, your tone still sultry and panting "tell me why you're on my ship."

"Really right now?"

"Yes, Jason," you slam your hips into his, fucking him so hard his eyes start to roll back into his head, "why are you here?" you do it again.

"Someones after me." He pants, trying to hard to fuck up into you.

"Why?"

"I didn’t do what they wanted," his hands strained on the chair, "It was-," he pauses, seeming to find a thought in his head. “They asked too much.”

“What did they want Jason?” you start to pull yourself off him, “If you don’t want to I could always stop.”

“No, no-” he begs, his eyes almost brought to tears, “Same reason I left, left you on that island.”

“Which is?”

“You.”

"Silly boy," you start to move again, unsure if you're quite ready to hear the rest of that explanation just yet, "did you know this was my ship?"

"I-" he squeezes his eyes shut, until your hand tugs on his hair and forces them open and you raise your brows at him, "yes."

'Good boy,'' you moan moving faster, slamming your pussy over his cock as your insides start to swirl and you feel that pressure on your clit grow tingly, "Such a good boy," you moan, arching your back and pressing your chest into his face, "I'll keep you safe. Fuck."

"Yes, Captain, please," Jason begs, "please I need your cum, I needed it for so long."

"I fucking-" you bite down on your lip to keep the screams in as you start to shake and your pussy clenches so hard on Jason’s cock, "cum, cum for me." You command him through shaky breaths and he releases his flood into you and it fills you over and over, his cum pools down out and around his cock and onto his thighs.

"Captain," he breathes, panting, "can you untie me?"

"No dear," you smile at him, "you need more interrogating."

“I was telling the truth you know,” he sighs, resting his forehead into your breasts.

“I believe you, but I don’t understand.”

“Bruce.”

“That stuck up prick, what has he got against me?”

“He wanted me to bring you in, punished me and when the Shadow pirates got their hands on me- I just did everything I could to keep you safe, Captain.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t find you,” you reach over to your dagger freeing his hands and they immediately wrap around you, hugging you so close you feel like you're wearing a corset.

“I’m so sorry, Captain. I should’ve told you, should’ve-” he's cut off as a wave crashes into the port side of the ship sending you both flying across the room. When the world rights itself you see the chair in tatters and Jason laying on the ground.

"Fucking waves. Have you been harmed?" You ask, rushing to his side and checking for any markings you didn't leave. Only finding new scars you’d noticed in the heat of the moment, "who did this to you?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Was it her?” the ship rocks again and Jason tumbles back onto his but, “We can discuss that later," you give him a hand getting up. Your sea legs seemingly a lot sturdier than his, "all hands on deck."

"I'm naked."

"Your clothes are in the chest, put them on and meet me at the stern."

"You kept them?' He calls as you reach the door.

"Yes, your mine," you give him a knowing smile as you identify the door, "I hoped you'd find your way back to me."

Part 2- He's the pirate.

AN: Not doing a taglist today because im still not very well.

[makeitmingi]

SERIES IDEAS

*upcoming series spoilers after the cut. if you don't care for them or want to be surprised, you can skip them!!*

Hongjoong series

Title: Catch Me Before I Fall Character pairing: PirateCaptain!Hongjoong x Maiden!Reader Notes: This was intended to come out after CBYMM but it needs a lot more planning in terms of world building and character development.

Seonghwa series

Title: The Moon's Beloved Star Character pairing: Mafia!Seonghwa x Normal!Reader Notes: The characters are already in an established relationship when the series starts. Reader is Hongjoong's adoptive sister. Currently trying to form a plot line for this series.

Yunho series

Title: The Cat and Dog Game Character pairing: RestaurantOwner!Yunho x Chef!Reader Notes: In this, the other Ateez boys are split up between Yunho's friends and Reader's friends but they all come together to work in the same place, which is Yunho's restaurant/ cafe. With regard to the title, the reader is black cat energy while Yunho is golden retriever energy.

[A/N: I don't really know what to call these. Ideas, spoilers, summaries? And these are not in any order at all, details/ titles might change but these are in my idea library for now.

I've shared that I really want to write the Seonghwa series because I'm in love with the dynamic and relationship between the two. But without a plot, it is proving to be a little difficult. That's why I'm considering writing the hongjoong or yunho series first...]