Ali

She/Her Kpop, Anime and Kdrama Lover; SFW Writer

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My Name is Ali

I write for Stray Kids, Ateez and My Demon. Formerly, I wrote for One Piece, Tokyo Revengers and Windbreaker.

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So....About My Writing

Well, I'm having trouble writing right now. I have so many different things going on in my personal life and I have so many series I started and are continuing to write for. So here is what we are going to do:

All 4 of the SKZ 9th Member series and My Demon fics will continue as normal. These will never go on hiatus

The Ateez AUs will only be fore Hongjoong and Seonghwa. I may write AUs for the others but as of right now, only these two.

My Enhypen fic, Make It Right will continue

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Seonghwa x Fem Reader: Haengbok

Masterlist

Haengbok mean happiness or good fortune in Korean.

Warnings: Violence, Angst, Mentions of Abuse and Murder, Lying, Death, Swearing, that's it for now I believe

Part 1: Hidden Scars

Park Seonghwa was a man of great skill and power.  By the age of 20, he became the youngest commander in Korea. But the road there wasn’t easy. At the age of four, he lost his father in war and his mother died soon after.  He was then taken in by General Kim, who raised him and trained him to be a soldier.  While in the army, he was saved by Lee Minho in battle, who then became one of his closest friends.  The pair were both offered to become commanders, but Minho turned them down.  He stated that he had to be there for his family.  That excuse never made sense to Seonghwa at the time, but he accepted it and took on the post.

Seonghwa’s office was quiet as he continued to fill out reports.  These were the moments he enjoyed best.  There was no war going on.  No crazy crime in the capital.  The perfect time to be a commander.  But, his time of silence was cut short by one very, very loud Vice Commander Lee Minho.

“Seonghwa, remember how when we first met I saved you,” Minho questioned as he slammed the door on the wall and walked up to his friend and superior’s desk.

“Yeah…” Seonghwa sighed, continuing to do his work.  This wasn’t something the two have really talked about since they were teenagers.  At least, not in the serious sense.  Minho would bring it up to brag to colleagues or point it out when he was really annoyed with Seonghwa.  So whatever Minho was going to say was probably going to either annoy Seonghwa or be important.

“And I said that you owe me one favor in the future?”  And there it was.  It was something important.  After that day, Minho said that Seonghwa would owe him one very important favor.  No helping him pick up girls.  No buying him food.

Seonghwa finally looked up.  Minho looked distressed.  Like if he said no, he’d get on his knees and beg him to do it.  “What’s the favor,” Seonghwa nonchalantly asked.

“Marry my sister,” Minho blurted out, slamming his hands on his commander’s large desk.

Marry my sister.

That was a shocker.  Seonghwa didn’t know Minho even had a sister.  He’d never mentioned her.  That must’ve been what he meant when he said he had to take care of his family, Seonghwa thought, but why never mention a sister?

“Why should I do that?”  

It was a simple question really.  What was the benefit of him marrying his friend’s secret sister?  Why do it now?  Why do it at all?

“Please,” Minho begged, actually getting on his hands and knees,  “I need you to do this for me.  I won’t go into details, but I need to get her somewhere away from our family.”

Seonghwa’s head was sending him mixed signals.  There was something fishy about this whole situation.  He should say no.  But, he was a man of honor and honesty.  A deal was a deal.

Seonghwa stood up from his chair.  “What day is she coming,” he asked sternly.

Minho’s face lit up.  He was starting to worry his friend was going to decline.  “Friday,”  Minho exclaimed before running out of the room with a shout “Be prepared for us!”

Seonghwa wondered what he just got himself into.  Hopefully, it wasn’t anything bad.

You and Minho were quiet as you walked toward the front gate of the Commander’s estate.  Your stomach was in knots.  Would he like you?  How long would you last?  Is he kind?  As you look at the estate on the other side of the gate, it was beautiful.  It wasn’t as large as the home you grew up in.  That didn’t matter though.  Something about the traditional architecture and the land surrounding your new home felt grand yet warm and comforting all at the same time.  You turned to Minho with sad eyes.

“You’ll be okay,” Minho reassured her, patting your head, “You’ll have a better time here than at home.”

“Take care of dad for me,” you requested looking down at your feet.  You felt an overwhelming guilt for leaving like this.

“You must be the new lady of the house,” an older woman asked approaching the two of you, “my name is Euhna.  I’m the maid of the Park estate.  It’s a pleasure to meet you.  Please follow me.  I’ll show you your new room.”

You turned one last time to your brother.  “Just be good.  I’ll try to visit soon.”

As you walked with the maid to her new quarters, you passed by the most beautiful man you’d ever seen.  You were mesmerized.  Not just by his face, but the energy around him.  He was magnetic, calm and there was this weird feeling inside your chest that you couldn’t explain.  “Euhna,” the man interrupted sternly.

“Apologies, Lord Park,” the maid apologized, turning to the young man, “this is your fiance.”

You bowed.  “It’s very nice to meet you,” you whispered, not looking up at him.

“You don’t have to stay there all day.”

All the color drained from your face.  You promised Minho that you’d be a good wife.  And here you were messing up within minutes of meeting your future husband.  

“I’m sorry,” you replied, standing up, but still not looking at him.  You braised yourself for the pain that would come.  But it never came.  He just simply said, “as long as you are here you listen to me.  I tell you to do something, you do it.  I don’t want to hear anything about it.”

“Yes Lord Park,” you said bowing quickly.  Eunha led the way to your new room as Seonghwa stood there.  He had not expected you to be like that.  There were so many things he couldn’t explain.

As Eunha led you to your room, you looked around your new home.  Everything seemed quiet.  Not an isolated quiet, but something peaceful.  Yet, the peaceful calm of this house did nothing to settle your nerves.

“This is your new room.  I hope it’s to your liking.  It’s not very large as I assume your room was,” she apologized as she opened the door to your new room.  Your jaw dropped.  It was the most beautiful play you had ever seen.

“No,” you said, setting your small bag of your belongings down on the floor, “It’s perfect.  I love it.”

“Oh dear.  Your makeup is caking.  Let me help you fix it.  We might have to…”

“I’m fine,” you bluntly interrupted.

And that moment, her suspicions were confirmed.  You were hiding.  She had a hunch from the beginning from what your brother said.  To the thick layers of makeup.  To the nervous energy you’d had since you arrived at the estate.

“No, you aren’t.  If you’re scared or hiding something, I won’t judge.  You have nothing to be afraid of dear.  We all have scars.  And we don’t want people to treat us differently.  Now, let’s get you cleaned up for the day.”

Eunha started to open a makeup cleaner bottle before you started to cry.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, tears welling in your eyes.

“No need to apologize for anything.  I understand where you’re coming from,” Eunha explained as she fixed your foundation, “I had a father who used to hurt me too.  I’d dream about a day when I’d leave and find someone who’d love me the way they do in stories.”

“Did you ever find him,” you asked quietly.  You were hoping she’d ease your mind a little.  If she’d be able to leave and get a happy ending, maybe you could too.

“Yes and no.  I never married.  I didn’t feel safe around any man at the time.  Eventually, I just left and accepted my fate.  But then I met Lord Park.  He had put out an ad for someone to take care of his estate while he was away.  I was skeptical at first, much like you are.  But, behind the cold exterior, he has a warm heart.  I might not have found love, but I’m happy.  Have faith.  He’ll be a good husband to you.”

You didn’t say anything.  You decided to trust the process.  He was one of your brother’s closest friends after all.  Yes, he looked scary and seemed to not care at all when you came.  But, that didn’t mean he was a bad person.  He was just a little reserved or so you hoped.

Seonghwa sat reading in his room.  He had held off from seeing his fiance again until mealtime.  The journey was long and you deserved some rest and to put her things away.  Though he found it weird that you had almost nothing with you.  You were a daughter from a well known family.  That must have been a mistake.  As the time passed, he was getting concerned as he still heard nothing from anyone. Then he heard a knocking on his door. “Lord Park, may I have a minute?”

“Euhna, please come in.”

The head maid entered the room with a somber face.  “I’m sorry to be rude,” she began, “but do you know anything about your fiance?”

“She’s Vice Commander Lee’s sister.  Is there a problem with her treatment of you?”

“Oh no, Lord!  She’s a sweet girl.  But, she has signs of abuse.  Like someone’s been beating her for years.  She’s extremely thin too.  Did the Vice Commander mention anything?”

“He did not!  Let me see her!”  

Seonghwa could see red.  He was lied to.  Why didn’t Minho tell him anything?  What was this thing they were trying to pull?  He immediately got up from his seat and headed towards your room.  He couldn’t believe this.  He couldn’t think clearly as his footsteps pounded throughout the halls.  When he reached your door, he pulled it open hard, almost destroying it in the process.

“Lord Park, you can’t…” Eunha yelled, but it was too late.

He grabbed you harshly, not on purpose however.  He was just so angry at his friend and at your father for ever touching you that he let his emotions get the best of him.  But he didn’t realize until he heard your sniffles.  “I’m sorry,” you whimpered, breaking free from his grip and moving further away from him, “I’m nothing but a waste of space.  Please…don’t hurt me.”

Seonghwa went stiff.  He felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest.  He didn’t know what this feeling was. He wipes away your tears, revealing more bruises and scars.  These could be healed with time, but he didn’t know how to heal the emotional ones.  He pulls you closer to his chest, “you don’t have anything to fear anymore.  As long as I’m here, nothing will hurt you ever again.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, crying into his chest.  You felt calmer.  The fear that you’d felt all your life was starting to disappear, but you didn’t want to let your guard down yet.  You barely knew him.  Yes, you’d heard Minho’s stories about the great Seonghwa, but until today he’d only been a story.  A character in a story (how ironic since this is a story…nevermind back to the actual story).  

“You don’t need to apologize for anything.  Not anymore,” he said quietly.  He turned to Eunha, “please bring our dinner here tonight.”

Dinner felt a little weird.  You couldn’t even look at him.  You weren’t sure what he was thinking, if you were going to be kicked out, etc.  “Is everything okay,” Seonghwa questioned.  You snapped out of your thoughts.

“I’m fine,” you lied, refusing to make any eye contact, “just not hungry.”

“Not hungry or overthinking?”

Damn, he found you out.  You didn’t want to admit to him how you felt about everything.  Talk about what happened a few minutes ago.

“I don’t know if you want me here at all.  I’m not a refined lady.  I can’t do any of that stuff,” you mumbled sadly.

“It’s not about being or doing anything.  Things like that can be learned.  What matters is that you try.  What did you do back when you lived at home?”

As he said this, you couldn’t figure out what he meant.  If he was just saying words to make you feel better.  His eyes were blank.  They didn’t show anything hostile, but nothing overly loving either.  Maybe one day, you’d see something more than nothing in his eyes.  So, you started talking about the past and your time with Minho.  How he’d bring you home little wooden animals and trinkets because you enjoyed cute things.   Though he wondered why you had almost nothing with you when you arrived at the house.  You also rambled on about how you’d do all of the cooking and make packed lunches for not only your brother, but something to send home with all the maids at your home.  But there was one thing, he knew there was something sad lying beneath.  The bruises were one sign, but the way your smile seemed somewhat forced sold it for him.  Seonghwa knew he had to figure this out if he wanted you to have a happier life and a happy marriage with him.

Seonghwa hadn’t slept that night.  His thoughts had been racing with questions that he needed answers to.  Nothing was adding up.  Something about this marriage was fishy.  It was hard for him to focus on anything that morning.  Paper work laid on his desk, but he couldn’t tell you what it said.  All he could focus on were his thoughts and the loud footsteps from his door.  He looked up for a second and he saw it.  The person who had all the answers.

“Vice Commander Lee.  May I have a word?”

Minho looked over to his long time friend wide eyed.  He had a bad feeling about this.  Now his commander was always grumpy.  But he knew with the whole marriage thing that this wasn’t to tell him that he was in love and thankful, this was something bad.  “Commander,” he asked hesitantly as he looked at everything inside the office, except Seonghwa.

“I need to know everything about your sister,” you commanded, crossing his arms,”because I have a lot of questions.  And I am not in the mood for lies.”

“Technically I didn’t lie,” Minho replied, rubbing the back of his neck,  “I just didn’t tell you everything.”

“I’m going to kill you unless you tell me.”  Minho was starting to sweat even though these death threats weren’t unusual for him to receive.  He really shouldn’t have made jokes at a time like this.  But, he was also telling the truth technically.  

Minho took a deep breath, “My sister and I are twins.  And we all know what they say about twins.  My dad wanted to kill my sister that day, but my mom refused to let him.  So, my dad kept her hidden because she was an abomination to him.  She ended up spending most of her time with the maids doing chores. He would just beat her and mistreat her for everything that went wrong.  My mom tried everything to stop him… then she died. I took over trying to keep her safe.  I’ve been trying to get her out of there since she’s been of marriage age.  But everyone I tried to introduce her to kept treating her wrong.  I needed someone I could trust to treat her well and love her.  And that was you.  The favor was just a good way to get you to agree.”

Seonghwa sat silently, staring at his hands.  He didn’t know love.  He was raised to be a soldier.  But now, he had someone who needed that.  Who needed to know that you were someone worthy of love.  But could he do it?  He wanted to, for your sake.  If he couldn’t give you that, he’d at least let you know that she deserves better.

“I can’t promise to love her.  But I will treat her well,” he promised.

Seonghwa was happy for the day to end.  The weight of Minho’s confession felt heavy on his chest.  He wasn’t sure how he was gonna be able to help you in any way.  As he opened the door, he was met with you  who was on the way to meet him at the front gate.  “Oh, Lord Park,” you said shocked, bowing, “how was work?”

He was startled to see you at first.  He felt like everything weighing him down was starting to disappear.  He didn’t know a person could do that to him.  He didn’t know that could happen in general.

“It was long,” he explained, removing his boots, “but I feel better being at home with you again, Love.”

The two turned bright red.  That came out of nowhere.  But it felt right in a weird, yet awkward way.  Neither of you could look each other in the eye for the rest of the afternoon and don’t even get started on how awkward dinner was.

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Seonghwa x Fem Reader: Haengbok

Masterlist

Haengbok mean happiness or good fortune in Korean.

Warnings: Violence, Angst, Mentions of Abuse and Murder, Lying, Death, Swearing, that's it for now I believe

Part 1: Hidden Scars

Park Seonghwa was a man of great skill and power.  By the age of 20, he became the youngest commander in Korea. But the road there wasn’t easy. At the age of four, he lost his father in war and his mother died soon after.  He was then taken in by General Kim, who raised him and trained him to be a soldier.  While in the army, he was saved by Lee Minho in battle, who then became one of his closest friends.  The pair were both offered to become commanders, but Minho turned them down.  He stated that he had to be there for his family.  That excuse never made sense to Seonghwa at the time, but he accepted it and took on the post.

Seonghwa’s office was quiet as he continued to fill out reports.  These were the moments he enjoyed best.  There was no war going on.  No crazy crime in the capital.  The perfect time to be a commander.  But, his time of silence was cut short by one very, very loud Vice Commander Lee Minho.

“Seonghwa, remember how when we first met I saved you,” Minho questioned as he slammed the door on the wall and walked up to his friend and superior’s desk.

“Yeah…” Seonghwa sighed, continuing to do his work.  This wasn’t something the two have really talked about since they were teenagers.  At least, not in the serious sense.  Minho would bring it up to brag to colleagues or point it out when he was really annoyed with Seonghwa.  So whatever Minho was going to say was probably going to either annoy Seonghwa or be important.

“And I said that you owe me one favor in the future?”  And there it was.  It was something important.  After that day, Minho said that Seonghwa would owe him one very important favor.  No helping him pick up girls.  No buying him food.

Seonghwa finally looked up.  Minho looked distressed.  Like if he said no, he’d get on his knees and beg him to do it.  “What’s the favor,” Seonghwa nonchalantly asked.

“Marry my sister,” Minho blurted out, slamming his hands on his commander’s large desk.

Marry my sister.

That was a shocker.  Seonghwa didn’t know Minho even had a sister.  He’d never mentioned her.  That must’ve been what he meant when he said he had to take care of his family, Seonghwa thought, but why never mention a sister?

“Why should I do that?”  

It was a simple question really.  What was the benefit of him marrying his friend’s secret sister?  Why do it now?  Why do it at all?

“Please,” Minho begged, actually getting on his hands and knees,  “I need you to do this for me.  I won’t go into details, but I need to get her somewhere away from our family.”

Seonghwa’s head was sending him mixed signals.  There was something fishy about this whole situation.  He should say no.  But, he was a man of honor and honesty.  A deal was a deal.

Seonghwa stood up from his chair.  “What day is she coming,” he asked sternly.

Minho’s face lit up.  He was starting to worry his friend was going to decline.  “Friday,”  Minho exclaimed before running out of the room with a shout “Be prepared for us!”

Seonghwa wondered what he just got himself into.  Hopefully, it wasn’t anything bad.

You and Minho were quiet as you walked toward the front gate of the Commander’s estate.  Your stomach was in knots.  Would he like you?  How long would you last?  Is he kind?  As you look at the estate on the other side of the gate, it was beautiful.  It wasn’t as large as the home you grew up in.  That didn’t matter though.  Something about the traditional architecture and the land surrounding your new home felt grand yet warm and comforting all at the same time.  You turned to Minho with sad eyes.

“You’ll be okay,” Minho reassured her, patting your head, “You’ll have a better time here than at home.”

“Take care of dad for me,” you requested looking down at your feet.  You felt an overwhelming guilt for leaving like this.

“You must be the new lady of the house,” an older woman asked approaching the two of you, “my name is Euhna.  I’m the maid of the Park estate.  It’s a pleasure to meet you.  Please follow me.  I’ll show you your new room.”

You turned one last time to your brother.  “Just be good.  I’ll try to visit soon.”

As you walked with the maid to her new quarters, you passed by the most beautiful man you’d ever seen.  You were mesmerized.  Not just by his face, but the energy around him.  He was magnetic, calm and there was this weird feeling inside your chest that you couldn’t explain.  “Euhna,” the man interrupted sternly.

“Apologies, Lord Park,” the maid apologized, turning to the young man, “this is your fiance.”

You bowed.  “It’s very nice to meet you,” you whispered, not looking up at him.

“You don’t have to stay there all day.”

All the color drained from your face.  You promised Minho that you’d be a good wife.  And here you were messing up within minutes of meeting your future husband.  

“I’m sorry,” you replied, standing up, but still not looking at him.  You braised yourself for the pain that would come.  But it never came.  He just simply said, “as long as you are here you listen to me.  I tell you to do something, you do it.  I don’t want to hear anything about it.”

“Yes Lord Park,” you said bowing quickly.  Eunha led the way to your new room as Seonghwa stood there.  He had not expected you to be like that.  There were so many things he couldn’t explain.

As Eunha led you to your room, you looked around your new home.  Everything seemed quiet.  Not an isolated quiet, but something peaceful.  Yet, the peaceful calm of this house did nothing to settle your nerves.

“This is your new room.  I hope it’s to your liking.  It’s not very large as I assume your room was,” she apologized as she opened the door to your new room.  Your jaw dropped.  It was the most beautiful play you had ever seen.

“No,” you said, setting your small bag of your belongings down on the floor, “It’s perfect.  I love it.”

“Oh dear.  Your makeup is caking.  Let me help you fix it.  We might have to…”

“I’m fine,” you bluntly interrupted.

And that moment, her suspicions were confirmed.  You were hiding.  She had a hunch from the beginning from what your brother said.  To the thick layers of makeup.  To the nervous energy you’d had since you arrived at the estate.

“No, you aren’t.  If you’re scared or hiding something, I won’t judge.  You have nothing to be afraid of dear.  We all have scars.  And we don’t want people to treat us differently.  Now, let’s get you cleaned up for the day.”

Eunha started to open a makeup cleaner bottle before you started to cry.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, tears welling in your eyes.

“No need to apologize for anything.  I understand where you’re coming from,” Eunha explained as she fixed your foundation, “I had a father who used to hurt me too.  I’d dream about a day when I’d leave and find someone who’d love me the way they do in stories.”

“Did you ever find him,” you asked quietly.  You were hoping she’d ease your mind a little.  If she’d be able to leave and get a happy ending, maybe you could too.

“Yes and no.  I never married.  I didn’t feel safe around any man at the time.  Eventually, I just left and accepted my fate.  But then I met Lord Park.  He had put out an ad for someone to take care of his estate while he was away.  I was skeptical at first, much like you are.  But, behind the cold exterior, he has a warm heart.  I might not have found love, but I’m happy.  Have faith.  He’ll be a good husband to you.”

You didn’t say anything.  You decided to trust the process.  He was one of your brother’s closest friends after all.  Yes, he looked scary and seemed to not care at all when you came.  But, that didn’t mean he was a bad person.  He was just a little reserved or so you hoped.

Seonghwa sat reading in his room.  He had held off from seeing his fiance again until mealtime.  The journey was long and you deserved some rest and to put her things away.  Though he found it weird that you had almost nothing with you.  You were a daughter from a well known family.  That must have been a mistake.  As the time passed, he was getting concerned as he still heard nothing from anyone. Then he heard a knocking on his door. “Lord Park, may I have a minute?”

“Euhna, please come in.”

The head maid entered the room with a somber face.  “I’m sorry to be rude,” she began, “but do you know anything about your fiance?”

“She’s Vice Commander Lee’s sister.  Is there a problem with her treatment of you?”

“Oh no, Lord!  She’s a sweet girl.  But, she has signs of abuse.  Like someone’s been beating her for years.  She’s extremely thin too.  Did the Vice Commander mention anything?”

“He did not!  Let me see her!”  

Seonghwa could see red.  He was lied to.  Why didn’t Minho tell him anything?  What was this thing they were trying to pull?  He immediately got up from his seat and headed towards your room.  He couldn’t believe this.  He couldn’t think clearly as his footsteps pounded throughout the halls.  When he reached your door, he pulled it open hard, almost destroying it in the process.

“Lord Park, you can’t…” Eunha yelled, but it was too late.

He grabbed you harshly, not on purpose however.  He was just so angry at his friend and at your father for ever touching you that he let his emotions get the best of him.  But he didn’t realize until he heard your sniffles.  “I’m sorry,” you whimpered, breaking free from his grip and moving further away from him, “I’m nothing but a waste of space.  Please…don’t hurt me.”

Seonghwa went stiff.  He felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest.  He didn’t know what this feeling was. He wipes away your tears, revealing more bruises and scars.  These could be healed with time, but he didn’t know how to heal the emotional ones.  He pulls you closer to his chest, “you don’t have anything to fear anymore.  As long as I’m here, nothing will hurt you ever again.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, crying into his chest.  You felt calmer.  The fear that you’d felt all your life was starting to disappear, but you didn’t want to let your guard down yet.  You barely knew him.  Yes, you’d heard Minho’s stories about the great Seonghwa, but until today he’d only been a story.  A character in a story (how ironic since this is a story…nevermind back to the actual story).  

“You don’t need to apologize for anything.  Not anymore,” he said quietly.  He turned to Eunha, “please bring our dinner here tonight.”

Dinner felt a little weird.  You couldn’t even look at him.  You weren’t sure what he was thinking, if you were going to be kicked out, etc.  “Is everything okay,” Seonghwa questioned.  You snapped out of your thoughts.

“I’m fine,” you lied, refusing to make any eye contact, “just not hungry.”

“Not hungry or overthinking?”

Damn, he found you out.  You didn’t want to admit to him how you felt about everything.  Talk about what happened a few minutes ago.

“I don’t know if you want me here at all.  I’m not a refined lady.  I can’t do any of that stuff,” you mumbled sadly.

“It’s not about being or doing anything.  Things like that can be learned.  What matters is that you try.  What did you do back when you lived at home?”

As he said this, you couldn’t figure out what he meant.  If he was just saying words to make you feel better.  His eyes were blank.  They didn’t show anything hostile, but nothing overly loving either.  Maybe one day, you’d see something more than nothing in his eyes.  So, you started talking about the past and your time with Minho.  How he’d bring you home little wooden animals and trinkets because you enjoyed cute things.   Though he wondered why you had almost nothing with you when you arrived at the house.  You also rambled on about how you’d do all of the cooking and make packed lunches for not only your brother, but something to send home with all the maids at your home.  But there was one thing, he knew there was something sad lying beneath.  The bruises were one sign, but the way your smile seemed somewhat forced sold it for him.  Seonghwa knew he had to figure this out if he wanted you to have a happier life and a happy marriage with him.

Seonghwa hadn’t slept that night.  His thoughts had been racing with questions that he needed answers to.  Nothing was adding up.  Something about this marriage was fishy.  It was hard for him to focus on anything that morning.  Paper work laid on his desk, but he couldn’t tell you what it said.  All he could focus on were his thoughts and the loud footsteps from his door.  He looked up for a second and he saw it.  The person who had all the answers.

“Vice Commander Lee.  May I have a word?”

Minho looked over to his long time friend wide eyed.  He had a bad feeling about this.  Now his commander was always grumpy.  But he knew with the whole marriage thing that this wasn’t to tell him that he was in love and thankful, this was something bad.  “Commander,” he asked hesitantly as he looked at everything inside the office, except Seonghwa.

“I need to know everything about your sister,” you commanded, crossing his arms,”because I have a lot of questions.  And I am not in the mood for lies.”

“Technically I didn’t lie,” Minho replied, rubbing the back of his neck,  “I just didn’t tell you everything.”

“I’m going to kill you unless you tell me.”  Minho was starting to sweat even though these death threats weren’t unusual for him to receive.  He really shouldn’t have made jokes at a time like this.  But, he was also telling the truth technically.  

Minho took a deep breath, “My sister and I are twins.  And we all know what they say about twins.  My dad wanted to kill my sister that day, but my mom refused to let him.  So, my dad kept her hidden because she was an abomination to him.  She ended up spending most of her time with the maids doing chores. He would just beat her and mistreat her for everything that went wrong.  My mom tried everything to stop him… then she died. I took over trying to keep her safe.  I’ve been trying to get her out of there since she’s been of marriage age.  But everyone I tried to introduce her to kept treating her wrong.  I needed someone I could trust to treat her well and love her.  And that was you.  The favor was just a good way to get you to agree.”

Seonghwa sat silently, staring at his hands.  He didn’t know love.  He was raised to be a soldier.  But now, he had someone who needed that.  Who needed to know that you were someone worthy of love.  But could he do it?  He wanted to, for your sake.  If he couldn’t give you that, he’d at least let you know that she deserves better.

“I can’t promise to love her.  But I will treat her well,” he promised.

Seonghwa was happy for the day to end.  The weight of Minho’s confession felt heavy on his chest.  He wasn’t sure how he was gonna be able to help you in any way.  As he opened the door, he was met with you  who was on the way to meet him at the front gate.  “Oh, Lord Park,” you said shocked, bowing, “how was work?”

He was startled to see you at first.  He felt like everything weighing him down was starting to disappear.  He didn’t know a person could do that to him.  He didn’t know that could happen in general.

“It was long,” he explained, removing his boots, “but I feel better being at home with you again, Love.”

The two turned bright red.  That came out of nowhere.  But it felt right in a weird, yet awkward way.  Neither of you could look each other in the eye for the rest of the afternoon and don’t even get started on how awkward dinner was.

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Seonghwa x Fem Reader: Haengbok

As a favor to his oldest friend, Commander Seonghwa agrees to marry his friend's younger sister who's dealt with more hurt than one person should. Time goes on and the pair find everything they needed in each other.

Hidden Scars

Seonghwa is asked to marry his friend Minho's sister whom he never knew about. Once she arrives, he finds out a lot more about his fiancé and his long time friend.

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Seungmin x 9th Member Female Reader: Autumn

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WARNINGS: None Really, Maybe a friend moving away?

Long Distance

Seungmin was nervous to start school in the States.  He wasn’t scared, he just didn’t know what to expect.  Would he enjoy it?  Would he make friends?  The teacher had introduced him and he shyly said hi.  She told him to sit in the second row next to you.  To you, he was someone new.  You once talked to a French girl and became friends even though you had no idea what she was saying and the same went for her.  You smiled brightly at him before introducing yourself to him.  He smiled shyly and continued on with the rest of the morning until lunchtime came.

Lunch was lonely for him.  He sat with some of the other boys in the grade, but he didn’t talk much.  He knew English, but he was too afraid of messing up.  So he sat there quietly.  When he came back there was a cookie on his desk with a note.

I know it’s scary, but I bet you’ll have fun. - The girl who sits next to you.

He smiled.  He didn’t think he’d make a friend on the first day, but maybe he was wrong.

You could barely carry the books in your small arms as you walked down the hallway.  You had probably checked out 10 books on all different things.  In the months you two went to school, the two of you became extremely close.  The two of you were always together.  And because of that, you wanted to learn more about Korea and attempt to learn Korean.  So, you checked out as many books about the topic as you could from the school library.  Suddenly, you collided with someone.  All the books flew everywhere and the person fell to the ground.  It was Seungmin.

“I am so so sorry Sky,” you said as you went over to see if he was okay, disregarding the library books scattered across the hall, “are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he replied, getting up off the ground and brushing himself off, “why do you have so many books?”

“No reason.  Just in the mood to read.”

He smiled as he helped you pick up the books.  Is she doing this for me, he asked himself.  He thought it was nice that you wanted to learn more about him and where he was from.  In reality, you were.  But, he wouldn’t understand why.  At home, you knew so little about her Korean heritage.  You wanted to be able to understand him.  The little things he did.  You were determined to learn as much as you can so you could understand not only the things he did, but where your family came from.

“I don’t want you to leave,” you cried as you hugged Seungmin tighter.  It was finally time for him to go back home.  You were devastated.  He was your best friend.  Without him, you didn’t know what you were gonna do.  The only good thing was your parents found you a phone that was only able to text and call for you and Seungmin to communicate through, so you could still keep talking and being friends.

“I know.  I’m gonna miss you,” he said, hugging you just as tight, “I’ll message you every week, if not every day.”

You nodded before pulling away.  “Okay.  Bye Sky.”

He started heading towards the terminal before he stopped and turned around, tears streaming down his face.  “It’s Seungmin actually.  My real name.”

“Got it, Seungmin,” you tearfully answered, “Message me when you get home okay?”

And he did.  He texted you when he got home saying that he got home safely and he missed you already.

You sat waiting for your audition.  This was probably one of the scariest things you ever did.  You flew to a foreign country to audition to become an idol.  You didn’t know if you could do it.  Sure, you knew the language and the customs but it was still scary. The doubts were swimming around in your head.  Until you caught a glimpse of him.  Seungmin.  The pictures didn’t do him justice.  He looked so grown up now from when you last saw him when you were ten.  You played with the ring he gave you before he left LA.  It was just a simple band he got you at a little store for not a lot of money.  It was always too big for your fingers, so you wore it on a chain.  The chain changed a few times as you got older, but the ring was always with you.  Always close to your heart.

When you got called back to do your audition, you took a deep breath.  It was now or never.  You were either staying here with him in person or you were going to continue to message and love him from afar.  

Seungmin’s phone was buzzing.  He pulled it out of his pocket and read the message that popped up.

Autumn: Turn around.

So he did.  When he turned around, you were standing there.  You definitely weren’t just a message on the screen.  You were so much prettier in person.  He ran over and engulfed her in a hug, kissing the top of her head.   “What are you doing here,” he inquired.

“I auditioned for JYP,” you admitted, “now will you let go, any tighter and I’m gonna stop breathing.”

He broke away from her and really looked at her now.  Damn, he felt so lucky.

“And,” he questioned, waiting anxiously.

“I got in,” you exclaimed, jumping up and down.  He jumped up and down like an idiot with you for a second.  Once you two settled down, he caressed your cheek and kissed you passionately.  He was happy that your relationship didn’t have to be long distance anymore.  That instead of I love you on a screen, he could say it to your face.

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Joo Seokhoon x Fem Reader: My Non-Demon Part 2

Part 1

WARNING: SPOILERS, STALKING?

Seokhoon could not stop thinking about you.  The mysterious girl buying craft supplies.  Dohee could tell he was distracted when they had lunch to discuss business and just catch up.

“Is everything okay oppa,” she asked before taking a sip of water, “is there something bothering you with work?”

“No,” he explained, “there’s this girl I saw the other day.  I don’t know anything about her, but my heart was racing?”

Dohee stopped everything she was doing at that moment.  This wasn’t just some crush or thinking some girl was pretty.  This had to be like her and Guewon.  They had to be soulmates or something like that.  “Let’s visit Guwon,” she suggested, getting up and placing money down on the table.

Seokhoon hesitated.  He couldn’t think of anything Guewon could do that wouldn’t end up killing you.  But, he reluctantly followed her to the Sonwol Foundation building.

“I can find her but only if she needs help,” Guwon explained sitting back in his chair, “unless I can make a deal, it’s not happening.”

Seokhoon was frustrated at this point.  Guwon was the most likely person who could find anyone he so chose.  He literally stood on the top of a building looking down at the city.  Yet one girl who Seokhoon had the description of memorized in his brain was a problem?  He was starting to think he was never going to find you.

“Let’s just hope something happens and you do find her,” Dohee comforted, placing a hand on his shoulder, “if she’s meant to be a part of your life, you’ll find her.”

Guwon and Seokhoon stood atop a building.  “I wish you knew what this girl looked like more,” Guwon complained as he scanned over the city, “she’s pretty isn’t a great description.  I just…”  Guwon stopped and smirked.  “I found a girl in need of a deal.  Let’s go.”  He grabbed Seokhoon’s as they teleported off the top of the building.  

Meanwhile, you were breathing heavily as you ran down the sidewalk.  This mysterious man had been chasing you for about two blocks now.  Your mind was racing with who it could be.  You had no crazy ex boyfriends.  You had a good relationship with all your coworkers.

“I can help you,” Guwon offered with a smirk, “Let’s make a…”

“No,” Seokhoon interrupted, smacking the demon on the arm, “you are not making a deal with her, you dumbass demon.”

Guwon crossed his arms and pouted.  “I thought we were finally getting along.”

“We were, but this is ridiculous.”

You just stood watching the two grown men argue back and forth like the students she teaches.  “Boy’s,” you sternly said, clapping your hands twice, “no more arguing.”

Both boys stopped.  And Guwon huffed and walked away from you two, letting you  have privacy.  

“I’m sorry about him.  He’s…” he rambled scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“Unique,” you asked with a giggle.  You thought the man following you was weird, but the guy you just met, he was probably the weirdest.

“I was gonna say a crazy pain in the ass, but that works too.  I’m Seokhoon by the way.”

You introduced yourself to him with a smile.  Your mind and heart were pounding so fast and hard that you weren’t sure if any of this was real anymore.  “Is he a demon or am I finally losing my mind,” you asked as he walked you to your apartment.

He sighed, “the truth is yes.  But he’s not evil, just a problem.”

“Are you a demon too?”

“No,” he said, as you two reached the front door to your building, “just human.  I know this sounds weird, but could I get you coffee sometime?  I owe you.”

“You owe me for this and making me go back and buy craft supplies again,” you corrected unlocking your door, “How about coffee and you walk me back to my apartment tomorrow?  I work at Itawon Elementary.  I’m done at 5:00.”

“I’ll be there.  Goodnight.”

As you disappeared into your apartment, the both of you couldn’t believe you met the person who’d been occupying all your thoughts.  You were also happy that he wasn’t a demon.  Your non-demon.

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Park Jay/Jongseong x OC: Make It Right

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WARNINGS: Bullying

Chapter 1

Jay Park came from a legacy family.  If he wanted something, he got it.  He has money, looks and most importantly popularity.  He was the most popular boy at I-Land Academy, a private school for kids of the rich and famous.  But besides being the most popular guy, he was also the biggest jerk.  His main victim: Mai Adams.  Mai Adams didn’t come from money at all.  She got a scholarship that paid for her tuition.  She didn’t belong.  Jay made it a fact to point that out every chance he got.  Her plan to get an education and blend in failed.

She wasn’t top of their class.  Didn’t do all these extra activities.  What Jay hated was how adults treated her.  She was the girl who won a scholarship in an essay contest.  No one had crazy expectations for her like Jay had.  She didn’t understand the struggles of having to live up to expectations put on her by society.  He didn’t get to blend in like she could.  No one put pressure on herself to excel.  Jay made sure she knew that she wasn’t the same.  That she wasn’t like the rest of them.  That she took up someone else’s spot in this academy.   He hated that about her.

Today was supposed to be a good day.  That’s what Riki, Mai’s younger foster brother, told her every morning.  Today was going to be better.  Today would be a good day.  But today wasn’t one of those days.  Mai went to her locker to put her coat away.  She grabbed her books when her locker door suddenly slammed.  “Morning Scholarship,” Jay said, venom dripping from each word.  He slammed his hands on her books and knocked them all over the floor, “better clean that up.  Don’t wanna be in the way again.”

She sighed as she picked up her books.  Then some started helping her.  “Does that jerk have anything better to do?  I swear I’m gonna bankrupt him when I take over my parent’s company.”

Mai looked up to see Sakura, her best friend.  She was another one of those legacy rich kids.  However, she was a literal angel.  She had known Jay since they were ten.  At one point they dated in middle school.  She said that he was always a jerk, but she was going through this phase in middle school where she believed that she “could fix him.”  But, she couldn’t and he broke her heart terribly.  Since then, she hated everything about him and chose to be less materialistic.  She befriended Mai during fourth period biology class freshman year when she saw Jay being a jerk and helping her pass biology.  The two were basically inseparable.

“You don’t have to just for me,” Mai replied standing up, “I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t have to be.  Ugh!  I hate him.  Well, let’s get to class.”

Fourth period gym was the best and worst class.  It wasn’t too hot or too cold.  Plus, it was another class with Sakura.  The bad part?  Jay was in her class.  Thankfully, while the boys played football, the girls walked the track.  Sakura was talking Mai’s ear off about everything when the two suddenly heard someone yell.  Before she knew it, a football made direct contact with Mai’s face.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” a male voice yelled in panic, as he was running over, “I didn’t mean to hit you.”

“It's okay,” Mai reassured, even though her head was pounding,” I should’ve been watching my surroundings.”

When she looked up there he was, the most handsome boy in the entire school.  Heeseung Lee.

“No, you did nothing wrong,” the boy said offering her a hand, “I should’ve been more careful.  You’re Mai right?  We have third period English together.  I sit in the second row by the window.”

She nodded.  “I am.  And your Heeseung Lee.  Captain of the basketball team.  But apparently bad at football.”

Heeseung was just as popular as Jay.  He was the captain of the basketball team.  He was tied for top of class.  Every girl had a crush on him.  Sounds a lot like Jay right?  He was nothing like Jay.  Heeseung was the nicest guy.  Never mean to anyone unless they deserved it (which was basically no one).  Mai had never really talked to him outside of polite conversation in class.

“I think I’ll stick to basketball from now on,” he laughed.  “Let me take you to the nurse’s office.  I would hate to give you a concussion.”

“Thanks.  And if you do, I promise I’ll keep my brother from killing you.”

“Good to know.”

Jay flexed his jaw.  Heeseung Lee was Jay’s biggest pain in the ass.  They’d been rivals since they were little.  They were always compared to each other.  Jay hated it.  He’d do anything to be better than Heeseung.  He worked hard to be top of the class.  To be the king of the school.  And if Heeseung liked Mai, he was gonna take that away from him.

Heeseung didn’t leave Mai when they arrived at the nurse’s office.  “I’m still really sorry about hitting you,” he apologized again, handing her an ice pack.  She placed on her face feeling her aching sensation finally calm down, “Let me make it up to you.  Let’s have lunch together.

Mai was a little shocked by how nice he was being.  She knew he was supposed to be really nice, but he was being too nice in her opinion.  She wanted to trust him, give him a chance.  Deep down though, she was afraid that this was just to make him feel better about hitting her.

“You don’t have to,” she mumbled, looking down at the ground.

“I want to,” he replied softly as to not scare her.

Mai looked up at him.  He was being honest.  She could see it in his eyes.  Maybe Riki was right for once, today was a good day.

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Park Jay/Jongseong x OC: Make It Right

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WARNINGS: Bullying

Chapter 1

Jay Park came from a legacy family.  If he wanted something, he got it.  He has money, looks and most importantly popularity.  He was the most popular boy at I-Land Academy, a private school for kids of the rich and famous.  But besides being the most popular guy, he was also the biggest jerk.  His main victim: Mai Adams.  Mai Adams didn’t come from money at all.  She got a scholarship that paid for her tuition.  She didn’t belong.  Jay made it a fact to point that out every chance he got.  Her plan to get an education and blend in failed.

She wasn’t top of their class.  Didn’t do all these extra activities.  What Jay hated was how adults treated her.  She was the girl who won a scholarship in an essay contest.  No one had crazy expectations for her like Jay had.  She didn’t understand the struggles of having to live up to expectations put on her by society.  He didn’t get to blend in like she could.  No one put pressure on herself to excel.  Jay made sure she knew that she wasn’t the same.  That she wasn’t like the rest of them.  That she took up someone else’s spot in this academy.   He hated that about her.

Today was supposed to be a good day.  That’s what Riki, Mai’s younger foster brother, told her every morning.  Today was going to be better.  Today would be a good day.  But today wasn’t one of those days.  Mai went to her locker to put her coat away.  She grabbed her books when her locker door suddenly slammed.  “Morning Scholarship,” Jay said, venom dripping from each word.  He slammed his hands on her books and knocked them all over the floor, “better clean that up.  Don’t wanna be in the way again.”

She sighed as she picked up her books.  Then some started helping her.  “Does that jerk have anything better to do?  I swear I’m gonna bankrupt him when I take over my parent’s company.”

Mai looked up to see Sakura, her best friend.  She was another one of those legacy rich kids.  However, she was a literal angel.  She had known Jay since they were ten.  At one point they dated in middle school.  She said that he was always a jerk, but she was going through this phase in middle school where she believed that she “could fix him.”  But, she couldn’t and he broke her heart terribly.  Since then, she hated everything about him and chose to be less materialistic.  She befriended Mai during fourth period biology class freshman year when she saw Jay being a jerk and helping her pass biology.  The two were basically inseparable.

“You don’t have to just for me,” Mai replied standing up, “I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t have to be.  Ugh!  I hate him.  Well, let’s get to class.”

Fourth period gym was the best and worst class.  It wasn’t too hot or too cold.  Plus, it was another class with Sakura.  The bad part?  Jay was in her class.  Thankfully, while the boys played football, the girls walked the track.  Sakura was talking Mai’s ear off about everything when the two suddenly heard someone yell.  Before she knew it, a football made direct contact with Mai’s face.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” a male voice yelled in panic, as he was running over, “I didn’t mean to hit you.”

“It's okay,” Mai reassured, even though her head was pounding,” I should’ve been watching my surroundings.”

When she looked up there he was, the most handsome boy in the entire school.  Heeseung Lee.

“No, you did nothing wrong,” the boy said offering her a hand, “I should’ve been more careful.  You’re Mai right?  We have third period English together.  I sit in the second row by the window.”

She nodded.  “I am.  And your Heeseung Lee.  Captain of the basketball team.  But apparently bad at football.”

Heeseung was just as popular as Jay.  He was the captain of the basketball team.  He was tied for top of class.  Every girl had a crush on him.  Sounds a lot like Jay right?  He was nothing like Jay.  Heeseung was the nicest guy.  Never mean to anyone unless they deserved it (which was basically no one).  Mai had never really talked to him outside of polite conversation in class.

“I think I’ll stick to basketball from now on,” he laughed.  “Let me take you to the nurse’s office.  I would hate to give you a concussion.”

“Thanks.  And if you do, I promise I’ll keep my brother from killing you.”

“Good to know.”

Jay flexed his jaw.  Heeseung Lee was Jay’s biggest pain in the ass.  They’d been rivals since they were little.  They were always compared to each other.  Jay hated it.  He’d do anything to be better than Heeseung.  He worked hard to be top of the class.  To be the king of the school.  And if Heeseung liked Mai, he was gonna take that away from him.

Heeseung didn’t leave Mai when they arrived at the nurse’s office.  “I’m still really sorry about hitting you,” he apologized again, handing her an ice pack.  She placed on her face feeling her aching sensation finally calm down, “Let me make it up to you.  Let’s have lunch together.

Mai was a little shocked by how nice he was being.  She knew he was supposed to be really nice, but he was being too nice in her opinion.  She wanted to trust him, give him a chance.  Deep down though, she was afraid that this was just to make him feel better about hitting her.

“You don’t have to,” she mumbled, looking down at the ground.

“I want to,” he replied softly as to not scare her.

Mai looked up at him.  He was being honest.  She could see it in his eyes.  Maybe Riki was right for once, today was a good day.

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So I've kind of been writing this Enhypen fic and I was wondering if anyone wanted me to post it. It's a multi chapter OC fic. I only have chapter 1 done and it will take a while for me to write the whole thing.

Here is the plot: Jay Park had everything.  Money, looks, popularity.  He ruled I-Land Academy and made anyone he deemed as unworthy life’s a living hell.  And one of those people was Mai Adams.  All she wanted was to blend in and get through school.  It was bad enough she didn’t fit in with the rich and elite, but Jay had to point it out any chance he got.  When his biggest rival Heeseung Lee gets close to her, he decides he’s not gonna let his rival get what he wants.  But after seeing the results of his bullying, he decides that he doesn’t just wanna beat his rival.  He wants to make things right.

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Hongjoong x Fem Reader: Daughter of the Pirate King

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Gongjunim = Princess

Warnings: Violence, Angst, Mentions of Abuse (though there is none), Death, Swearing, that's it for now I believe

Part 1: The Ateez Pirate's Newest Member

Captain Mun.  The Pirate King.  The most wanted man alive.  Twenty years ago, he was executed by the Navy.  His final words before he died were, “the sea is yours to conquer now.  Don’t let anyone stop you from finding your treasure.”  Eight year old Kim Hongjoong’s eyes widened.  He was going to go out to sea and conquer the world.  He was gonna be the next Pirate King.

Meanwhile, another eight year old was balling her eyes out.  The grip on her golden necklace tight.  This was the last time she’d ever see her father.  She turned her head, refusing to watch as her father was beheaded.  She was never going to lose someone again.

Hongjoong stood in the middle of the deck of the Halazia.  The sky was the perfect shade of light blue, not a cloud in sight.  Their destination was coming closer and closer.  Everything was how it should be.  Wooyoung was in the kitchen cooking the meals for the day.  Yunho was making medicine on the deck for the crew in case anything would happen.  Mingi was adjusting the sails, so that they would stay on course even with the lack of wind today.  Seonghwa, his trusty first mate, was cleaning off his gun, ignoring the world around him.  San was steering the ship to the next destination.  Jongho was taking inventory and moving supplies from the top of the deck to the below storage room.  Yeosang was working on his maps.

As the next island came into view, Mingi yelled that their destination was not too far away.  Hongjoong nodded.  He was already planning on what he was going to do there.  The excitement bubbled in his stomach.  There was nothing like visiting a new island, even if it was just for a supply run.   Usually, Yunho, Wooyoung and Yeosang took care of buying everything.  Jongho would then make sure everything was bought and accounted for.  They ran like a well oiled machine at this point.  But, twelve years of trial and error does that to a crew.

When the crew finally landed on the docs, everyone went to do their tasks before they left and were at sea for a while.  Hongjoong’s destination was simple: find the best bar on the island.

Hongjoong was directed to the best bar on Dune Island called Bouncy.  It was another typical bar for a typical island.  Floor to ceiling walnut walls with and intricate carven bar lined with booze behind it.  Stools lined the bar while simple wooden tables and chairs took up the empty space.  The place was loud with conversations between townspeople and sailors alike.  Now, Hongjoong loves a good drink.  He wasn’t picky with what type it was.  So why did he want the best bar on the island?  Simple.  The best bars always have the best gossip.  Gossip that could lead his crew to more riches and help them evade the Navy.  He sat at the furthest stole on at the bar, ordering a beer.  He started to listen to the gossip.  There wasn’t anything particularly interesting.  Mostly gossip about townspeople and tales of adventures.  Until one conversation caught his attention.

“Did you hear that Mun had a kid,” one older man next to Hongjoong questioned before taking a swig of his drink.  Hongjoong looked at the man next to him.  He was definitely a pirate based on the way he dressed and the fact that he was carrying a gun in his pocket.

“Navy never found them,” the other pirate next to him asked, shocked, eyes wide.  Hongjoong moved slightly closer, without alerting the two that he was listening to them.

“Apparently they’re as good as their dad at evading the Navy.”

“We gotta find them.  They probably know where his treasure is.  And if they don’t, we can probably get a pretty penny for them from the Navy.”

Hongjoong continued to listen in on the conversation.  He didn’t believe one word.  Mun never had a daughter.  He'd known.  He studied everything about Mun and the oceans.  And there was no mention of a woman on his crew, let alone a daughter.  Hongjoong finished his beer and left the bar.  He was tired of hearing all this crap about a daughter.  Plus, he had to get back to the ship.

“Excuse me,” a female voice said timidly, but also urgently, “I need your help.  Please provide me with safe passage.  I’m running from my husband.  And I can’t go back there.  Please.”

Hongjoong turned around.  He was gonna turn her down.  They were pirates, not a passenger ship.  His eyes widened as he really looked at her.  She was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.  The perfect mix of soft and hard.  Eyes he could get lost in for days.  The captain was at a loss for words.  As he scanned over her, he noticed a peculiar necklace around her neck.  He smiled wickedly.  Looks like you are real, he thought, and you’re all mine.

You had to get off this island.  The rumors were flowing from everyone’s mouth like rivers.  The longer you stayed, the more chances you could get caught.  You had to find someone who’d get you safely away from here.  Ever since your father was executed, you stayed hidden.  It was easier when you were a child.  There was always some looking out for you, someone to get you away when things were looking grim.  But everyone was gone now.  You could only look after yourself.

You’d been using the desperate wife card for the past four years.  It always seemed to.  But there was something about this guy that was different.  He was much smaller than any pirate you’d ever met.  And he wasn’t scary either.   He was also handsome, like a Navy captain kind of  handsome.  You almost felt safe with him.  But pretty faces always meant nothing good in this line of work.

You waited patiently even though she was in a hurry.  “Fine,” he replied nonchalantly, “follow me.”

You stayed silent as she followed him.  You never talked much to anyone who gave you a free ride.  Getting too close to people just made leaving hurt more.

“She’s Mun’s daughter,  She has his lucky coin and everything,” Hongjoong explained ecstatically, moving his arms around.  When he had gotten back to the Halazia with you in toe, he immediately dragged Seonghwa into his Captain’s quarters to discuss everything from the rumors to finding the girl.

Seonghwa shrugged as he continued cleaning his many swords, “could be a souvenir.”

Hongjoong groaned.  Seonghwa was supposed to be excited like him.  They’ve dreamed of being pirates since they were kids.  This was their ticket to conquering the seas.  In reality, Seonghwa was excited.  He just had to be the voice of reason to his overly excited captain.  “Seonghwa, I know she’s not.  Let me talk to her.  If it’s not true, we drop her off at the next island.  But…”

Seonghwa sighed.  “I hate when you say that.”

“Rude!  But if she is, we get her to join the crew!  She’s a pirate.  The blood of the Pirate King is coursing through her veins.  You can’t tell me she wouldn’t want to be a part of a crew again.”

“Whatever.  I can’t stop you Captain.   You flirt with your crush.”

Hongjoong exited the Captain’s quarters.  He was excited to tell you.  He saw you looking out at the sea.  Hongjoong could help but to stare.  The way your hair blew in the gentle wind.  The way the sunlight made your eyes have little flecks of gold in them.  He shook his head.  It was just the beer talking.  He approached you.  You looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he’d help you.

“Welcome to the crew, Gongjunim,” Hongjoong said with a smile, holding out his hand for her to shake, “you are officially a member of Ateez.  For the time being that is.”

“I’m no gongjunim,” you said stubbornly, crossing your arms, “and I’m not joining your crew.  I’m only here to get to the next island.”

“As the daughter of the pirate king, that’d make you a princess.  And don’t bother lying.  Your necklace gives it away.  At least to me.  But we’re not gonna turn you in.  So, you wanna join our crew?”

You froze.  No one has ever figured out who you were up until now.  It felt like all the hard work you’d done to disappear and blend in meant nothing.  However, he didn’t threaten you.  Didn’t try to use this as blackmail.  Wasn’t demanding for answers.  Just a simple question: join our crew.  You’d longed for a crew for over ten years now.  Feeling like you had people to rely on instead of relying solely on yourself.  It was too tempting.  You should say no.  He could be acting nice and double cross you, but his eyes said differently.  They were genuine.  Big, round pretty brown eyes with nothing but honesty.  You finally nodded, agreeing to join him.

Hongjoong smiled, “welcome to the Ateez Pirates, Gongjunim.”

Admiral Kim looked over the documents on his desk.  Pictures and witness reports covered the whole top of it.  The case he had been working on has plagued him for years.  Every time he thinks he’s close, she slips through his fingers.  Witness reports are starting to be false leads.

“Admiral,” his vice admiral interrupted, knocking on the door.

“Come in,” the admiral replied, annoyed.  It was probably more reports with nothing that will help him on his mission.

“Sir,  I think I have something big in this case.”  The vice admiral set down a folder on his desk, opening it up.  It showed the girl he’s been hunting for getting on a pirate ship. Of course it had to be that brat and his crew, Admiral Kim thought with a devilish smile appearing on his face, guess I get to kill two birds with one stone.

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Taglist: @thesirenqueen, @maxineswritingcorner

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hongjoong x Fem Reader: Daughter of the Pirate King

Masterlist

Gongjunim = Princess

Warnings: Violence, Angst, Mentions of Abuse (though there is none), Death, Swearing, that's it for now I believe

Part 1: The Ateez Pirate's Newest Member

Captain Mun.  The Pirate King.  The most wanted man alive.  Twenty years ago, he was executed by the Navy.  His final words before he died were, “the sea is yours to conquer now.  Don’t let anyone stop you from finding your treasure.”  Eight year old Kim Hongjoong’s eyes widened.  He was going to go out to sea and conquer the world.  He was gonna be the next Pirate King.

Meanwhile, another eight year old was balling her eyes out.  The grip on her golden necklace tight.  This was the last time she’d ever see her father.  She turned her head, refusing to watch as her father was beheaded.  She was never going to lose someone again.

Hongjoong stood in the middle of the deck of the Halazia.  The sky was the perfect shade of light blue, not a cloud in sight.  Their destination was coming closer and closer.  Everything was how it should be.  Wooyoung was in the kitchen cooking the meals for the day.  Yunho was making medicine on the deck for the crew in case anything would happen.  Mingi was adjusting the sails, so that they would stay on course even with the lack of wind today.  Seonghwa, his trusty first mate, was cleaning off his gun, ignoring the world around him.  San was steering the ship to the next destination.  Jongho was taking inventory and moving supplies from the top of the deck to the below storage room.  Yeosang was working on his maps.

As the next island came into view, Mingi yelled that their destination was not too far away.  Hongjoong nodded.  He was already planning on what he was going to do there.  The excitement bubbled in his stomach.  There was nothing like visiting a new island, even if it was just for a supply run.   Usually, Yunho, Wooyoung and Yeosang took care of buying everything.  Jongho would then make sure everything was bought and accounted for.  They ran like a well oiled machine at this point.  But, twelve years of trial and error does that to a crew.

When the crew finally landed on the docs, everyone went to do their tasks before they left and were at sea for a while.  Hongjoong’s destination was simple: find the best bar on the island.

Hongjoong was directed to the best bar on Dune Island called Bouncy.  It was another typical bar for a typical island.  Floor to ceiling walnut walls with and intricate carven bar lined with booze behind it.  Stools lined the bar while simple wooden tables and chairs took up the empty space.  The place was loud with conversations between townspeople and sailors alike.  Now, Hongjoong loves a good drink.  He wasn’t picky with what type it was.  So why did he want the best bar on the island?  Simple.  The best bars always have the best gossip.  Gossip that could lead his crew to more riches and help them evade the Navy.  He sat at the furthest stole on at the bar, ordering a beer.  He started to listen to the gossip.  There wasn’t anything particularly interesting.  Mostly gossip about townspeople and tales of adventures.  Until one conversation caught his attention.

“Did you hear that Mun had a kid,” one older man next to Hongjoong questioned before taking a swig of his drink.  Hongjoong looked at the man next to him.  He was definitely a pirate based on the way he dressed and the fact that he was carrying a gun in his pocket.

“Navy never found them,” the other pirate next to him asked, shocked, eyes wide.  Hongjoong moved slightly closer, without alerting the two that he was listening to them.

“Apparently they’re as good as their dad at evading the Navy.”

“We gotta find them.  They probably know where his treasure is.  And if they don’t, we can probably get a pretty penny for them from the Navy.”

Hongjoong continued to listen in on the conversation.  He didn’t believe one word.  Mun never had a daughter.  He'd known.  He studied everything about Mun and the oceans.  And there was no mention of a woman on his crew, let alone a daughter.  Hongjoong finished his beer and left the bar.  He was tired of hearing all this crap about a daughter.  Plus, he had to get back to the ship.

“Excuse me,” a female voice said timidly, but also urgently, “I need your help.  Please provide me with safe passage.  I’m running from my husband.  And I can’t go back there.  Please.”

Hongjoong turned around.  He was gonna turn her down.  They were pirates, not a passenger ship.  His eyes widened as he really looked at her.  She was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.  The perfect mix of soft and hard.  Eyes he could get lost in for days.  The captain was at a loss for words.  As he scanned over her, he noticed a peculiar necklace around her neck.  He smiled wickedly.  Looks like you are real, he thought, and you’re all mine.

You had to get off this island.  The rumors were flowing from everyone’s mouth like rivers.  The longer you stayed, the more chances you could get caught.  You had to find someone who’d get you safely away from here.  Ever since your father was executed, you stayed hidden.  It was easier when you were a child.  There was always some looking out for you, someone to get you away when things were looking grim.  But everyone was gone now.  You could only look after yourself.

You’d been using the desperate wife card for the past four years.  It always seemed to.  But there was something about this guy that was different.  He was much smaller than any pirate you’d ever met.  And he wasn’t scary either.   He was also handsome, like a Navy captain kind of  handsome.  You almost felt safe with him.  But pretty faces always meant nothing good in this line of work.

You waited patiently even though she was in a hurry.  “Fine,” he replied nonchalantly, “follow me.”

You stayed silent as she followed him.  You never talked much to anyone who gave you a free ride.  Getting too close to people just made leaving hurt more.

“She’s Mun’s daughter,  She has his lucky coin and everything,” Hongjoong explained ecstatically, moving his arms around.  When he had gotten back to the Halazia with you in toe, he immediately dragged Seonghwa into his Captain’s quarters to discuss everything from the rumors to finding the girl.

Seonghwa shrugged as he continued cleaning his many swords, “could be a souvenir.”

Hongjoong groaned.  Seonghwa was supposed to be excited like him.  They’ve dreamed of being pirates since they were kids.  This was their ticket to conquering the seas.  In reality, Seonghwa was excited.  He just had to be the voice of reason to his overly excited captain.  “Seonghwa, I know she’s not.  Let me talk to her.  If it’s not true, we drop her off at the next island.  But…”

Seonghwa sighed.  “I hate when you say that.”

“Rude!  But if she is, we get her to join the crew!  She’s a pirate.  The blood of the Pirate King is coursing through her veins.  You can’t tell me she wouldn’t want to be a part of a crew again.”

“Whatever.  I can’t stop you Captain.   You flirt with your crush.”

Hongjoong exited the Captain’s quarters.  He was excited to tell you.  He saw you looking out at the sea.  Hongjoong could help but to stare.  The way your hair blew in the gentle wind.  The way the sunlight made your eyes have little flecks of gold in them.  He shook his head.  It was just the beer talking.  He approached you.  You looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he’d help you.

“Welcome to the crew, Gongjunim,” Hongjoong said with a smile, holding out his hand for her to shake, “you are officially a member of Ateez.  For the time being that is.”

“I’m no gongjunim,” you said stubbornly, crossing your arms, “and I’m not joining your crew.  I’m only here to get to the next island.”

“As the daughter of the pirate king, that’d make you a princess.  And don’t bother lying.  Your necklace gives it away.  At least to me.  But we’re not gonna turn you in.  So, you wanna join our crew?”

You froze.  No one has ever figured out who you were up until now.  It felt like all the hard work you’d done to disappear and blend in meant nothing.  However, he didn’t threaten you.  Didn’t try to use this as blackmail.  Wasn’t demanding for answers.  Just a simple question: join our crew.  You’d longed for a crew for over ten years now.  Feeling like you had people to rely on instead of relying solely on yourself.  It was too tempting.  You should say no.  He could be acting nice and double cross you, but his eyes said differently.  They were genuine.  Big, round pretty brown eyes with nothing but honesty.  You finally nodded, agreeing to join him.

Hongjoong smiled, “welcome to the Ateez Pirates, Gongjunim.”

Admiral Kim looked over the documents on his desk.  Pictures and witness reports covered the whole top of it.  The case he had been working on has plagued him for years.  Every time he thinks he’s close, she slips through his fingers.  Witness reports are starting to be false leads.

“Admiral,” his vice admiral interrupted, knocking on the door.

“Come in,” the admiral replied, annoyed.  It was probably more reports with nothing that will help him on his mission.

“Sir,  I think I have something big in this case.”  The vice admiral set down a folder on his desk, opening it up.  It showed the girl he’s been hunting for getting on a pirate ship. Of course it had to be that brat and his crew, Admiral Kim thought with a devilish smile appearing on his face, guess I get to kill two birds with one stone.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

Taglist: @thesirenqueen, @maxineswritingcorner

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hongjoong x Fem Reader: Daughter of the Pirate King

Rumors of a child of the original pirate king sweeps the seven seas. Hongjoong happens to find her. As he looks to conquer the seven seas and evade the Navy, he learns that maybe power isn't the best treasure he'd gained.

The Ateez Pirate's Newest Member

While stopping on an island, Hongjoong meets a mysterious girl who might not be all she says she is.

[firstdivisiongirl]

Ateez Masterlist

AU Series:

Daughter of the Pirate King (Hongjoong)

Haengbok (Seonghwa)

[firstdivisiongirl]

Ateez AU Structure

The first of my Ateez Au series comes out today!! I'm so excited. But I want to explain the structure of this because it can be a little confusing. At least I think it could be.

The story is broken up into parts. These parts follow the over arching plot. Think of them as episodes of a show that follow the current arc. Each story will also have (in the case of the first fic) adventures that follow daily life, mini side quests or flashbacks to describe things that happened before the story.

Unlike my 9th member fics, I'll try to keep everything in chronological order.

[firstdivisiongirl]

My Name is Ali

I write for Stray Kids, Ateez and My Demon on occasions.

Requests and Matchups: Open

Rules

Masterlists

Ateez

My Demon

One Piece

Stray Kids

Tokyo Revengers

Wind Breaker

[firstdivisiongirl]

So I was gonna make my last theme my permanent theme, but I've been feeling off and thought changing almost everything little in my life would be a good thing. So, here's a new theme. It's a little nod to my OG Cherry Blossom theme with the darkness I liked of my last theme.

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My Demon Masterlist

Fics:

A Couple of Odd Dates

My Non-Demon Part 1

My Non-Demon Part 2