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A Captain, a Siren, and the (Nearly) Endless Cruelty of Fate by Arvari
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
16 Jun 2026
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“Oh, thank fuck,” Hongjoong sighs as he once again rests his head on Seonghwa’s shoulder. “Don’t get me wrong, I want to, but as you said, just this morning I thought I would have to sacrifice myself for my crew, and now I might be too mentally tired to actually get it up. Being held and kissed by you actually sounds like the best plan I can imagine right now. Oh, and sleeping. God. I just want to sleep. In an actual bed and not on the floor.”
“Really? You… don’t mind?”
“Treasure, we have our whole lives ahead of us. I’m pretty sure I can wait a night or two for you to be ready to make love with me. Come on. Bed. In the most innocent way possible.”
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"I can wait a night or two," Hongjoong says, and somewhere in the vast universe, a voice laughs. The pirate captain is about to learn not to tempt fate, but the lesson might cost him his sanity. Did anyone say "famous last words"?
This fic can't be read as a stand-alone, as it keeps on referring to the events of the previous fic in the series.Series
- Part 2 of The Siren Saga
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Three Times Sanji Stole Zoro’s Swords (And One Time Zoro Stole His Knives) by Arvari
Fandoms: One Piece (Live Action TV 2023)
27 Apr 2026
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He mutters a curse under his breath, lifting the fish again, just to make sure that he didn’t miss a blade hiding under it, but the answer is… no. There’s nothing. Not even a stupid paring knife. Only the kitchen counter and Sanji’s own broken dreams.
And the worst thing is, it’s not even like there aren’t other blades on the ship. Zoro might be way too emotionally attached to his swords, especially the… well, the white one, but he doesn’t judge a blade by its length, and he has adopted a few nice daggers as time went by, and those are actually there to be used by the entire crew as needed.
True, Sanji hasn’t seen a single one in a while, but…
Oh.
Of fucking course.
The crew must have lost all those daggers before coming for Sanji’s dear darling knives.
Which, obviously, ruins Sanji’s perfect plan to at least go retrieve one of said daggers and use that to cut up the stupidly large fish that’s sitting on his counter.
Which means that the only blades on the ship that are currently sharp and easy to find…
Oh.
Of.
Fucking.
Course.
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Sanji's knives keep going missing, and he's growing desperate. And as they say, desperate times... -
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“I’m sorry,” Yunho says, already regretting the question before it even comes out. “What game? I got kinda… lost in my own head before.”
“Yunho! You’re hurting my feelings!” Wooyoung whines, clutching his heart. “You really missed my explanation of the game of gay chicken?! How cruel of you! How… Mhmf!”
“It’s a game,” San smiles, helpfully holding his hand over his struggling boyfriend’s mouth. “Where two straight guys do increasingly gay things to each other, until one of them can’t take it anymore and chickens out of the whole thing. Basically.”
“When… when you say gay things…” Yunho gulps, even though he’s pretty sure he can imagine the answer pretty well. He has, in fact, imagined doing said gay things with Mingi. Repeatedly. Many times.
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Yunho and Mingi, the only (supposed) straight people in their friends group make a bet to play a game of gay chicken together. It's all fun and games, of course, until someone falls in love. Though to be fair, he's been in love for a while now... -
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“Sirens?” Wooyoung repeats. “I thought sirens just sing you a little song to lure you into their clutches or something!”
“Oh, no. They can do much more than that. For example–”
“How do we fight it?!” Hongjoong quickly asks, before the youngest crew member can get into a thorough explanation.
“We…” Jongho hesitates. “We don’t. There’s nothing we can do about this magic, unless you’re hiding your own extremely powerful siren somewhere.”
The roaring of the maelstrom is growing louder, but at the moment, Hongjoong can barely hear it over the wild thumping of his own heart.
“You’re saying… You’re saying Destiny is going down, and we’re going with her.”
“I’m sorry, captain.”
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When his ship gets sunk and pirate captain Hongjoong and his crew find themselves held captive by a tribe of sirens, the last thing Hongjoong expects is to be taken care of by the most beautiful man he's ever seen. Turns out that the treasure he's spent his life searching for might not look quite the way he imagined it...Series
- Part 1 of The Siren Saga
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Xue Yang's life is good. It's been a year since he met Xiao Xingchen, remembered his past life and fell in love with his beautiful Daozhang all over again.
No, Xue Yang's life is great. His reationship is perfect, he loves his job, and while he can't get rid of Song Lan, he has to admit that the guy is... tolerable. Annoying, but tolerable.
And then Xiao Xingchen goes and fucks it all up, and Xue Yang is grateful that his Jiangzai's been lost centuries ago, because the temptation to use it is way, way too strong.
It seems that Song Lan is really fucking determined to ruin his life.
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Sequel to To Relive My Life. Please note that this fic absolutely, definitely can't be read as a stand-alone. It simply won't make sense without reading the first part of the series. ;)Series
- Part 2 of Getting It Right
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“Okay!” Hongjoong exclaims, hopping onto the washing machine, his very much bare and slightly spread legs dangling down. “Do your magic!”
“I. Uhm. I…” Seonghwa tries. Then he closes his eyes and takes a long, desperate, deep breath, hoping against all hope that Hongjoong won’t notice that Seonghwa, the world’s worst boyfriend, would actually prefer to fuck him on that washing machine instead of attempting to fix the goddamn thing. Maybe he could offer to buy him a new one, and then…
“Seonghwa, angel?” Hongjoong pouts.
“I mean. I,” Seonghwa shakes his head to clear it. “Sorry, it’s just… rather hot today, isn’t it? Okay. So what exactly is wrong with… the washing machine?”
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When Hongjoong's washing machine breaks down, he insists that Seonghwa is the only person on the planet who's able to fix it. The only problem is that Seonghwa has no idea how to do it. Not to mention that Hongjoong is wearing a very distracting outfit that makes it VERY hard to focus on his task...
Kinda inspired by the first Lemon Drop teaser trailer. -
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“So I thought…” Seonghwa smiles gently, and his blush surely must be caused by the contents of the pastel pink silicone travel coffee mug he’s holding. “That if you wanted to stop by tonight…”
“Mhm?” Hongjoong hums, realizing that he’s barely paying attention to his gorgeous friend’s voice, as he’s been way too focused on that pretty smile and sparkling eyes.
Something about Wooyoung, his housemate and their common friend, going to his boyfriend’s tonight? Maybe?
“I thought maybe we could…” Seonghwa hesitates, licking his perfect lips with his perfect tongue. “Do some Netflix and chill?”
And that nearly makes Hongjoong drop his own ancient, battered travel mug right on the sidewalk.
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Hongjoong has been in love with his best friend Seonghwa for ages, and he's usually okay with the fact that his love is unrequited - that is, until Seonghwa invites him for a night of Netflix and chill. But the sweet, innocent Seonghwa clearly can't know what the phrase really means, right?
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Joe opens his eyes, gasping for breath, staring…
Staring at the ceiling of his own condo.
“What the fuck,” he wheezes out. “What the fuck?!”
He touches his chest, his arms, his legs, his head. Everything is as it should be, where it should be. Perfectly normal, not a single broken bone, not even a scratch.
Did he… Did he just have the weirdest dream in his whole life, or what?
But if it was a dream, why did it feel so real? Why can he still remember the lurch as the rope failed, remember the wind whistling past his ears, remember the sickening crunch as his body became nothing more than a broken mess–
He takes a deep breath to try and fight off the terrible nausea.
“Okay, Joe, calm down,” he whispers to himself. “You’re here. You’re fine. You’re alive. It was a dream. It was nothing but a dream.”
It must have been a dream, because no other alternative makes any sense.
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Joe dies, and then he wakes up again, nearly a year ago, on the morning of the day that changed his life forever.
It's clearly his chance to start anew and avoid the mistakes of the past, but... Can he really live without his biggest mistake of all? -
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“Drive,” Way orders.
“Uhm,” Pete blinks. “But shouldn’t we wait for Babe to get in?”
“I’m in!” Babe announces as he, shuts the back door. “Thanks again for helping me, P’Way, you truly are my best friend!”
“So… It went well?” Pete asks.
“Drive,” Way repeats. “Now. We need to get out of here as fast as possible.”
“Hang on,” Pete frowns. “We’re not stealing the ring, are we?”
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A series of loosely connected chapters based on prompts from the Pit Babe anniversary event on tumblr. -
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“You’re saying…” Joe murmurs. “That if I go through that door, I won’t see Ming again?”
“I’ve told you,” the master replies without moving his lips. “You can choose whether you want to keep torturing yourself, or break the cycle.”
Joe’s attention is once again drawn to the hospital bed, as if it’s being pulled by a magnet. Ming’s thumb is rubbing the back of Joe’s hand, his lips moving fervently, still forming Joe’s name every few seconds, and all Joe wants is to hug him, to comfort him, to say…
To say I’m here, don’t worry, everything will be all right.
“In other words,” Joe says. “I can choose whether I want to spend a life by his side and maybe suffer for a bit from time to time, or spend the rest of eternity without him.”
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Because I will not accept the cliffhanger episode 11 left us with, so I had to write my own ending. I'm sorry, my feels and the insane love I feel for those two morons just can't be contained. -
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He could almost believe it. Could almost believe that this Ming really loves him, that this Ming really cares.
That this Ming sees him as something more than just a stand-in for the person he cannot have.
It would be extremely stupid to actually believe it, but knowing that unfortunately doesn’t make Joe is immune to the temptation. Not when Ming gives him a quick, soft, almost chaste kiss. Not when he actually turns around to take off his shirt.
It’s a perfect opportunity to snap the handcuff around his wrist, to lock him up and escape, and the rational part of Joe’s mind is screaming at him to do it, just do it, fucking do it.
But there is another part of him, one that’s unable to think clearly when Ming pulls the shirt over his head and throws it aside.
A part that wants.
And this part, of course, wins.
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Joe gets caught in his own trap and ends up fucking Ming instead of just running away when he has a chance.
Little does he know that the exact same thing is happening to Ming, who is coming to some shocking realizations. -
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“Khun Ming?” the stupid man says, nearly shattering Ming’s illusion, but Ming simply holds on a little tighter.
“Please, P’Joe,” he repeats, as if the real Joe can hear him. “Please.”
“Khun Ming,” the fake Joe mutters. “I’m sorry, I–”
“Ming!” Tong’s voice snaps. “What do you think you’re doing? You completely ruined the shot!”
The illusion is nearly broken, but Ming still refuses to let go, not yet, please, not yet.
“Ming,” Tong repeats, now closer. “Stop this right now. You’re embarrassing yourself and me!”
So what?! Ming doesn’t care, doesn’t care about anything. He’s been feeling hollow ever since P’Joe disappeared, unable to feel any genuine joy, trying to survive, waiting for his beloved to come back, back to him, and he hasn’t, and perhaps he never will because he might be… he really might be…
Ming lets go of the stupid stand-in, unable to stand touching him anymore. He’s not Ming’s Joe, he never will be Ming’s Joe, Ming’s Joe is… is…
Gone.
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AKA the aftermath of Ming's breakdown at the end of episode 7. -
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-I have no idea what you’re talking about, Khun Vegas.
Pete is doing this on purpose, of course he is. Probably to distract his lover and prevent him from murdering Kinn. Vegas loves him so much for it.
He can feel his blood rushing south with the prospect of what might start happening soon, but he needs to be the responsible one and ask.
-Are you sure about this? Aren’t you tired? Don’t you want to get some sleep?
It only takes Pete a few seconds to type his reply.
-I won’t sleep until you get back home, anyway. If you’re in, so am I.
Vegas takes a deep breath to collect himself. Fuck, is he really gonna do this? Sexting in the middle of a mafia meeting, right in front of his cousin?
Oh, who is he kidding. Of course he’s gonna do this.
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Vegas is in a meeting with Kinn, and in desperate need of some distraction that would prevent him from simply murdering his moron of a cousin.
Don't worry, though, because Pete is here to help... -
The Perfect Imperfection by Arvari for loveisonlyforthebrave
Fandoms: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV)
03 May 2024
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Pete has stubble on his face, Vegas realizes as his lover hands him a cup of coffee (milk, two sugars, because Vegas’ days of pretending that he enjoys his coffee as dark and bitter as his soul are over now, thank fuck) and leans in for a kiss.
“Feeling better, love?” Pete asks then, his face still too close to Vegas', and his sweet little smile is like a magnet, pulling Vegas' attention right back to the stubble.
It's nothing, really. A teeny tiny thing, just a bunch of black hairs on Pete's chin and above his upper lip, so short that they're barely even there.
They are there, though. Vegas can see them all too clearly, and he's fascinated.
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Pete fails to shave his face one day. Vegas becomes obsessed. And horny. Business as usual, you know. -
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And then Pete grabs Way’s hand and leads it lower, towards his own open pants. (How did that one happen, anyway?!)
Listen, Way doesn’t need to be told twice. He wasn’t even aware that he wanted this a few hours ago, but now he knows, and he needs.
It was a long, long year.
So he just shoves his hand right into Pete’s underwear, closing his fingers around Pete’s cock…
Way’s eyes go wide.
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Just a bit of funny shenanigans based on the trailers for Pit Babe 2 (yay!) and I'm the Most Beautiful Count (YAY!!!) since nobody stopped me. -
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Way smiles shyly, pretending to avoid the prick’s eyes.
“You are too kind, Khun…”
“Toyota,” the man announces proudly, and Pete can see the way Way bites his lips, probably to keep himself from laughing. “And you are…”
Way grabs the man’s hand and his smile gets wider. “You may call me Khun Way.”
Way lets go and Pete watches the asshole’s body go very slightly rigid for a second, right before the man grins back.
“Well of course, Khun Way!” he exclaims. “So nice to meet such a lovely–”
“As for your question,” Pete says firmly. “I’m afraid that this beautiful man is my husband.”
“Only a husband?” Khun Toyota asks, eyeing Way in a very non-subtle manner as he places a hand on Way’s forearm.
“Mate,” Way says, sweet as cotton candy, and grabs the bastard’s wrist. “Now get your filthy hands off my body, apologize and sit back down.”
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Basically just Way being Pete's beloved husband, and occasionally also a massive bitch (but that's okay because that just makes Pete love him even more). -
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“Could you just… sum it up real quick? Please, P’Note?”
She sighs, shakes her head and puts her phone down.
“All right. You see, the first chapter of this fanfiction was first published two months ago, by an unknown author who goes by…” She lifts the phone again, unlocks it and scrolls up. “Whydontyoustay17. At the moment, it has forty-two chapters.”
“In two months?!” Kim blinks.
“Yes. The author seems to be very… dedicated.”
“Fuck me,” Kim murmurs. “So what is it about? Except for the, well, terrible sex scenes.”
“Oh, you know. The standard sold to the mafia trope.”
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Kim learns about the existence of an extremely bad, but extremely popular Wik fanfiction. He wouldn't even bother with it under normal circumstances, as it's hardly the first bad fanfiction about his stage persona he's seen in his life. But when he realizes who exactly is the culprit hiding behind this literary atrocity, he makes it his goal to stop him, and he will do anything to make that happen. Even if he has to accept the help of his annoying cousin, who seems very amused by this whole situation... -
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“I told you,” Pete murmurs, kissing Way’s lips before his mouth starts moving down. “I’ve got you. Just relax, beautiful.”
Way can’t take it anymore, it’s too much, too intense, he feels like he’s gonna go mad if he doesn’t get more, right now, immediately, and he won’t, because there’s no way Pete will just stop with his teasing, he’s probably planning to go suck Way’s cock again, or worse, to eat his ass, never letting him come…
“For fuck’s sake,” he whispers, digging his fingers into Pete’s shoulders. “Just shut up and fuck me!”
Pete immediately stills and Way wonders if his lover might have actually taken pity on him, but then Pete lifts his head and Way sees that his eyes are empty, glassy, devoid of any emotion. He moves a little further up, so his hips are in between Way’s legs, and Way realizes with utter horror what just happened – what he just did.
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Pete is just in the middle of worshipping Way (read: edging him into insanity) when Way's control slips and he accidentally uses his powers on Pete.
It turns out that Pete doesn't really mind, though. In fact, he might be a bit into it... -
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“Fuck me,” Way sighs, staring at the white ceiling above his bed. “I really don’t want him anymore. I took a bullet for him, and I… I’m not even in love with him.”
He’s not in love with Pete, either, he’s pretty sure of it. Pete makes him feel nothing Babe once did.
“Yeah,” he whispers to himself. “He’s just a friend. A friend who helps you feel calm and relaxed, that’s why you want to spend time with him. Because you’re a selfish dickhead.”
And even if he was in love with Pete, so what? It’s not like a man like Pete could ever love him back, right?!
No, because Way isn’t a good man, and he never will be a truly good man, while Pete is good and kind through and through. They’re not a good match. Way would only drag him down.
His heart clenches painfully at the thought, and he knows he’s lying to himself.
He’s falling for Pete, and he’s falling hard.
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Way ends up in the hospital after getting shot at the auction - injured, but alive, and the center of Babe's nearly undivided attention. Which sounds like a dream come true, until Way realizes that something's changed, and there's a new person who makes his heart beat faster... -
How to Accidentally Fake Your (Boy?)Friend’s Death in Five Easy Steps by Arvari
Fandoms: พิษเบ๊บ | Pit Babe (TV)
03 Mar 2024
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“Did I really ask for so much?!” he mutters to himself, the same question he’s been asking for the past three days, ever since Way’s death. “I saw a cute guy and wanted to keep him, that’s all! I wanted to help him be better, I wanted to help him heal, so why did he have to go and die for another man?!”
Pete has walked all the way to his bedroom door, intending to change his clothes. He doesn’t want to feel these on his body for a second longer. They only remind him of the fact that Way is dead, buried in the cold ground, never to wake, never to smile at Pete again…
He opens the door, only to immediately see a man sleeping in his bed, deathly pale.
Pete shrieks, jumping back.
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Pete comes back home from Way's funeral, only to find Way alive and safe in his bed, and the cat who dragged the half-dead bastard in still hanging around and being snarky.
A fic where Way is alive, Kenta has zero fucks left to give and Pete sort of failed to inform the X-Hunter team that their pet dramatic bastard hadn't died after all.