#vigilante!Renjun
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Stolen – HRJ
pairing: huang renjun x reader
au/genre: pure filthy smut, strangers to..?!, shoplifter!reader, store detective!renjun
word count: 1795 words
warnings: well... shoplifting (and getting caught), abuse of power, dub con, but there is consent.., it's humiliating, but renjun is just really serious about his job (real), reader is pressured to take off her clothes, searching of orifices (anal and vaginal fingering), renjun has a big dick, (degrading) dirty talk, um.. vigilantism (??), oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, an abrupt ending
a/n: i'm a bit ashamed.
Shaking, your eyes move around the room. Your nerves are strained, it's simultaneously too hot and too cold, your rapidly beating heart not doing much to ease the weird temperature you're feeling. Once the door opens, your heart drops once more, just like a few minutes ago.
It was really nothing big, just a lipstick and a bottle of nail polish that you had snug into your pocket before trying to leave the shop. You don't even remember why you did it, there was enough money on your card to pay for them, but you just didn't. Maybe the thought had thrilled you, but now you were in big trouble, that you knew from the moment that strong grip of the store detective closed around your arm to keep you from leaving.
You'd been caught.
And now you're sitting here, sweaty palms repeatedly rubbing over your jean-clothed thighs to wipe away the perseverative moisture to no avail. The store detective enters, a serious expression on his face as he closes the door behind himself, the snap of the lock making you jump.
"Let's look through what we got here, shall we?"
"I didn't do anything! Let me go!" You plead, opting on lying your way out of the situation. The detective looks at you with raised brows, blinking a few times.
"I'm sorry, what? We've caught you on camera. I don't know what you're trying to do here," he spits, nodding over to the screen of his computer that clearly shows a (admittedly pixelated) picture of you looking around nervously as you place the items in your pocket.
A whine escapes you, pleading eyes looking up to the detective. Though your brain is completely stressed out about this situation, you still manage to pick up on how cute he is.
"Listen, Mr.-", your eyes dart down to his name tag, "Huang. This really isn't a big deal. You should just let me go."
"Let you go?" Mr. Huang scoffs. "I'm going to call the police."
"No! Please, don't. Please don't call the police!" You beg, head suddenly clouded with the realization of what that would mean for you.
"Then what else are we supposed to do?" He asks, but it doesn't sound like a question.
"I promise I've learned my lesson. Just-"
"You sound like it's really urgent for you to get out of here. Did I miss something when I was searching through your pockets? Did you steal anything else?"
"No! I promise!" You hold his strong gaze, feeling a little dizzy.
"I don't believe you. Take your clothes off."
Your eyes bulge out of their sockets. You must've misheard that, right? There is no way in hell this is happening right now. Afraid that he'll call the cops if you don't, you slowly get up to push your shirt over your head and your jeans down your legs. You step out of them, handing them to him.
You sit back down and he takes his time looking through your clothing, goosebumps erupting over your body from the slight breeze of the AC. You hug your arms around yourself to shield yourself from the cold and his potential gaze.
"Lucky for you, there's nothing in here," he confirms, then turns back to you, eyes wandering over your exposed form. You look at him like a kicked puppy, scared about what's going to happen next. "But there are even more places to hide things... You spent an awful amount of time in the dressing rooms."
"What are you saying?"
"The bra. Take it off too."
"No! Please-"
"I can still call the cops. If I don't do it, they will," he warns, intimating eyes boring into your soul. Shakily, you obey, reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, making the fabric slowly fall down your shoulders. You do your best to cover yourself, but suddenly your arms are pulled away from your chest.
"I have to see. You could hide something there, too," Mr. Huang mutters, now directly looking at your chest. You gulp, hating the way you like his eyes on you. Your chest heaves in fear, still afraid that he'll call the police and make things even worse for you.
"Get up."
"What?"
"I said, get the fuck up," he spits, pulling you from your seat by your arms only to then push your chest down on his desk. Adrenaline washes over you, your veins immediately filling with excitement. You're confused, but so aroused by his sudden roughness. It's like he's really only doing this to do his job, and not to profit from it in any other way.
"Are you hiding something in here?" He asks, but doesn't wait for your response before he pushes your panties down your legs, making them pool around your ankles. You suddenly feel very hot to be exposed like this in this cool room. The breeze of the AC feels like it blows against your cunt and you can feel how wet you are. It's embarrassing.
"May I check?"
"Yes," you gasp out, pushing your ass out even more for him to gain better access. Your breath hitches in your throat as his fingertips ghost over your hole, and you have to bite down on your lip to muffle a moan as he pushes inside. You still whimper, though, and you're sure it doesn't go unnoticed by him.
You wonder if he has a girlfriend with the way he expertly feels you up. The rational part of your brain telling you that this is weird and so wrong, but you honestly can't focus on that, not with how great his fingers feel inside of you.
"Hmm, empty," he mumbles, pulling his fingers from you. He must be noticing how wet they are, you think, as you suddenly feel his fingers again your rim.
"Wh- no!" You jump, body lifting up from the table slightly, big, scared eyes looking at him from over your shoulder.
"I just have to see if you're hiding something," he says, looking so genuine that you lay back down, giving him a verbal okay to keep going. Honestly, you're not even sure why you told him off, the thought of him pushing into your ass makes your head cloudy with arousal.
He slicks his digits up with your wetness, then presses a finger into your other hole. You gasp at the intrusion, but he's slow and careful. He presses in further, and you can't hold back your whimpers as his knuckle catches at your rim, then forces even deeper.
Your thighs begin to shake, eyes rolling back as you push yourself onto his finger that soon moves around your insides to be able to locate any more stolen goods, only to find none.
"There's nothing, I guess," Mr. Huang says, and part of you is disappointed that it's over.
"Don't call the cops, please, I'll do anything," you say quietly. You can hear him shuffling behind you, but you don't dare to look. Your eyes close on their own, fear creeping up on you at the realization that you're really, totally screwed.
"Maybe you'll learn your lesson another way," the detective mumbles behind you, and you don't even have time to question that statement before you feel him pushing into you. You gasp, eyes opening widely as he stretches you out with his girth. It's too much, in the best way, and you grip onto the edge of the desk to not go crazy.
"F-fuck, big," you manage to gasp, your walls struggling to adjust.
"If you can steal, then you can fucking take it," he answers before drawing his hips back and fully burying himself in your cunt shortly after, then sets a rapid pace. His hips snap against your ass, and you briefly wonder if the obnoxiously loud sound of skin clapping against skin can be heard through the locked door, before every trance of thought is wiped from your brain.
There's not much you can do except for taking it, which you gladly do, going cross-eyed at the feeling of him repeatedly abusing your sweet spot. One of his hands pushes down on your back to make you arch even further into his motions, strained groans flying from his mouth.
"Stealing is bad. You're such a bad girl, bad, bad, fucking girl," he pants, and at this point, you're too far gone, tongue lolling out as you relish in the feeling of his cock brushing along your walls. "Say you're sorry."
"'m sorry," you babble, grinning hazily with unfocused eyes.
"You'll never do it again right?"
You want to answer, you really do, but as soon as you open your mouth, his fingers find your clit, massaging into the bundle of nerves with such expertise that you can suddenly taste your orgasm at the tip of your tongue.
"Say it."
"Hng- ah- c-cumming-" you stutter, brain focus on your high and nothing else as it is suddenly ripped from you. You feel empty without his hot length filling you, a whine ripping from your throat at the loss of stimulation.
"You're not supposed to fucking cum. You're not supposed to enjoy this," the detective scolds, gripping your hair to lift you up from the desk, then push you onto your knees. Just a single glance at him has you pushing your thighs together. His forehead coated in a thin layer of sweat, brown hair slightly messed up around his blushed features, and his big cock just in reach that you can't help but wrap your lips around it.
"F-fuck," he draws out the syllable, pushing further down your throat. You gag, only once, before adjusting to his girth and letting him fuck your mouth. You try your best keeping your eyes open and on him, but it's honestly really hard with how fucked out your brain feels.
You don't even notice how you're hoisted up onto the desk once more, facing him this time as he pushes into you again. Your moans are unhinged now, the orgasm you were previously robbed of coming back quicker than you'd expected.
"I'm risking my fucking job because of you, just because you're too fucking pretty to get charged for shoplifting. So dumb and bad, but so fucking pretty."
You whine, looking up at him with innocent eyes and an agape mouth.
"You're not going to steal ever again, right?"
You shake your head, humming out negatively.
"Promise me?"
You nod feverishly.
"Then you may cum."
That's all you needed to hear to continuously pulsate around his cock, your orgasm ripping through you, the feeling spreading through your body like a wildfire. Your high seems to trigger his too, thrusts getting sloppy before he pushes in deeply, emptying himself inside of you.
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Through the Webs- CHAPTER SEVEN
"And through it all, I will fearlessly love you."
Sungchan x Reader (y/n pronouns are she/her)
Chapter Warnings: References to deceased parents, mild to graphic depictions of violence, psychological horror elements, spider(s),
Chapter Word Count: ~3.7K
Through the Webs Master List
Synopsis: Therapy. Medication. Wallow. Repeat. You have gotten the daily routine down pact. Your visions or “delusions” as the doc would say, haven’t helped you when it comes to recovering from your amnesia, though. What has helped are the times when Sungchan visits you in the hospital. He says he’s your best friend, and since no one else has visited, what else are you to believe? Certainly not your own delusions which keep telling you that the asylum is more than what it seems.
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Chapter Seven
You had laced some old webbing through your hair in an attempt to make you look older and different, at least at a first glance. The final preparations for going above ground into the town were commencing, and everyone was trying to think of the best possible way to keep themselves concealed.
A lot of students have gotten the message. They’ve been smart enough to remove the webbing as soon as they see it, Pauk the spider explained to you. The small thing had somehow managed to collect input and messages between a large chunk of your spiders, and Pauk seemed to deeply enjoy doing so.
“Any non-students?” you asked, hanging clothes up now on a clothesline to dry since you had finished your hair.
Quite a few. No one seems to have told Capsik, no one that we could tell that is, Pauk seemed more annoyed than you that Capsik had managed to keep spiders away from himself.
“We’ll be on the surface soon. If anything and I mean anything comes up, have the rest of the spiders report it immediately,” you encouraged. Pauk did a spider's equivalent of a salute and scampered away, through the walls and away from you.
“How strange,” Jaemin appeared at your side, picking up the wet clothes and helping you hang them up to dry through the garage.
“Says the guy who can control electricity,” you hummed. He had managed to get himself as close as possible to his past skill level, proudly utilizing it to help all parts of the underground.
“Fair. You wouldn’t happen to know where Taeil is, do you?” he asked, smirking. You had managed to get a few spiders to drag a few insects over to the storage room with Taeil, leaving him to practice with his powers on his own.
“Maybe, why?”
“Nope, just curious. Wanna know what else I’m curious about?”
“I feel like I shouldn’t ask.”
“Too late- are you going to keep being a vigilante after all of this?” he was airing a question you yourself had already been mulling over.
“I’m not sure yet, you?”
“Me neither. My uncle doesn’t want me to but Renjun and Yangyang think we all should,” his emphasis on we struck you.
“You can operate on your own if you wanted to,” you added, your smile forced as you continued opening the wet clothes and hanging them up, Jaemin taking to handing you clothespins.
“I know, but… all the memories I have of us all working together are far better than when I worked alone,” he admitted. You paused, your hand holding Sungchan’s shirt on the clothesline before you continued pinning it up.
“Same for me too,” you muttered. “I think… I think I just want to be normal.”
“The only way that’ll happen is if we lose our powers,” Jaemin sighed. He quietly helped you put up the rest of the wet clothes, both of you lost in your own heads.
“Do you think the white in my hair makes me harder to recognize?” you asked him once you finished. Jaemin squinted at you for a moment before shrugging his shoulders.
“Maybe, but I’ve seen all of our faces so much for these past few months that I could easily pick you all out no matter what.”
“That’s fair. Jisoo’s dying her hair last I checked,” her sister was in the process of bleaching Jisoo’s hair in the workroom. You had no idea what the results were going to be, but you were all doing the best you could to make yourselves seem less obvious.
“I can’t wait to see how Sungchan looks with light hair,” Jaemin smiled, and you raised an eyebrow.
“What do you mean?”
“... Oh, I wasn’t supposed to tell you,” Jaemin raised a hand to his forehead in embarrassment, having realized his mistake. You couldn’t help but laugh, and started from the garage to the work room, having to listen to Jaemin beg you to not say it was him who told you. After you unlocked the door and entered the space, you saw everyone else had formed a small circle near the monitors.
Kun, who was watching the streams sighed loudly, and without looking away from the screen announced, “she’s here.”
Rosé and Doyoung turned around first, bright, forced smiles on both of their faces.
“It was supposed to be a surprise!” Rosé laughed loudly, sending a glare to Jaemin.
“It was an accident! I wanna see,” you moved forward, only being stopped when Rosé placed a hand on your shoulder.
“No! You don’t need to see it,” she tried spinning you around, but you laughed as you removed her hands from you.
“I’m sure he looks great!” you smiled, moving past the pair of siblings only to be wrapped in the overwhelming embrace of Ten.
“Did I mention how much I missed you? We should go play some checkers!” he spun you around, trying to disorient you before you broke from his grip.
“We can play after dinner!” you promised, moving again towards the circle despite the slight dizziness you felt. Finally, you saw Sungchan perched in a chair with Jennie quickly combing through it in an attempt to make it look less burnt than it was.
“Sur… prise?” Sungchan smiled sheepishly. Looking up, you saw that Jisoo’s hair was also the same burnt shade as his, and started laughing as you looked at them.
“Jennie, you really did a number on ‘em,” you swiped at the tears on your eyes as everyone else began to laugh also.
“I did my best!” Jennie defended through her own fits of laughter, sadly passing a hand over Jisoo’s head.
“Once we get above ground, you can get it fixed,” you comforted, moving closer and swiping your fingers through Sungchan’s hair.
He looked up at you, smiling, “that’s the goal.”
That night, you, Sungchan, and Taeil were in charge of dinner.
“So I can incapacitate with my voice! Apparently you all had these soundproof ear pieces that let me use my powers so I wouldn’t knock you all out.”
“Or so you couldn’t accidentally compel them,” Sungchan added, mischievously lifting an eyebrow as he opened the can of vegetables.
“That too,” Taeil smiled. “I guess that’s why the Siren was my hero name.”
You helped Sungchan prepare and cut the vegetables, moving between him to pass the prepared food to Taeil to finish his work. While what you all had was nowhere near a working kitchen, you couldn’t deny the great feeling of being able to cook and help. You were elated to be outside soon, but small moments like these were certainly going to be ones you would allow yourself to smile at.
That night, you sent a few spiders to collect and eat the dead insects Taeil left in the storage room, also moving to help Jennie and Lisa pack up their bags.
“Here, I forgot to get these to you,” Lisa handed you a sack.
“Mouse and… are these wireless earbuds?” you took the pair out from the bag with a questioning look.
“They’re noise canceling so Taeil can use his powers and also allow us to communicate from ranged distances,” Jennie clarified, shoving other items into a different sack as she did so.
“Cool, thanks!”
It was a strange atmosphere in the garage- well, stranger than the past fews weeks. With most gears of the final plan being set into motion, everyone moved with a newly invigorated buzz- collecting final pieces of gear, asking each other last minute questions, and packing up a proper go-bag.
After helping the sisters, you sat at the edge of the van you had called yours, organizing your few possessions into a backpack Lisa had given to you. Digging through the small pile of clothes you had, you heard a small crinkle. Smiling, you took out the letter from your robe. In the haze of that night, you managed to stuff the letter from Sungchan into the pocket of your robe before their arrival.
“I didn’t know you kept that,” Sungchan stood behind you now, his height sending a shadow over you.
You shrugged, “I didn’t want to get rid of it.”
“I don’t think I properly apologized for that day,” he scratched at the back of his neck, his discomfort obvious.
“I know. Don’t mention it,” you nodded, tucking the letter into the bottom of your backpack. “It was the best way to get the letter to me.”
“I know, it still doesn’t make it any better though.”
“We were able to escape, I think it gives you a pass,” you chuckled, meeting his gaze now. Sungchan was tired, but the way his eyes gleamed as he looked at you made you feel warm and complete.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” now he chuckled, his eyes scanning your face.
“Like what?”
He shrugged, “I don’t know, you’re looking at me like I saved the world or something.”
Embarrassed, you turned your attention back to packing your bag, Sungchan still looming overhead. There was a screech from across the room, and neither one of you bothered to look back, knowing it was Rosé freaked out by a spider.
“You’d think she’d be used to them by now,” you sighed, watching as Sungchan knelt down to pick up the spider for you.
“Everything okay?”
All is well! You should all be okay to return, you were able to discern this voice as Pauk and nodded.
“Perfect, thank you,” you smiled before Sungchan placed the little guy back on the floor so he could easily run off.
“What did he say?”
“I forget that no one else can hear them. We have the all clear at the moment,” you confirmed. You looked back inside of the lit van, staring at the gym bag Sungchan had moved into the corner shortly after you started to share the same bed. “Can I ask you something?”
“Always,” Sungchan sat next to you, the van creaking a bit at his added weight.
“If something goes wrong-.”
“Nothing will happen to you,” he frantically cut you off, taking your hands in his suddenly shaking ones.
You laughed awkwardly, shaking your head. “Let me finish. If something goes wrong, I want to have something with me.”
He tilted his head, confused as he still squeezed your hands. “My engagement ring, Sungchan, I want to have it.” Your memories of the engagement came back to you a few nights ago. He had taken you on a trip where you saw the northern lights, and under the beautiful sky was when he had asked you. It was perfect.
“Y-you… are you sure?” his voice was shaking, his eyes widened in the most endearing way. You nodded, leaning forward and dropping a small kiss on the tip of his nose.
“I’m sure,” you confirmed, and within that same moment he let go of your hands, springing fully into the van to dig into the gym bag. Taking out a small jewelry box, he sat next to you again with a bright smile on his face, his expression matching the ones from your memories.
“I put the ring on a chain because I didn’t want it in the way while you were fighting. I just figured it would be better to have it out of the way,” he rambled, the box in his hands shaking. Carefully, he opened the box, his fingers moving to lift the ring out with the chain following. “Do you like it?” he asked nervously. The ring itself was gorgeous- the stone of your favorite color accentuated by a thin black band that matched the dainty chain it hung off of.
“I love it, Sungchan… I love you,” you smiled fully. Things were confusing and weird- your memories, while almost fully restored, still felt out of sync, and the real world still seemed like a mess, but one thing was for certain- you loved Sungchan. Every memory, feeling, thought, and part of you knew this as truth.
Sungchan smiled back at you, his eyes squinting as he watched you take the ring from his hands to look at it. “I love you, too. More than anyone else in the world.”
He pressed a kiss to your forehead, and without missing a beat took the ring from your hand, clipping the chain around your neck.
“God you guys are so gross,” a groan surprised you, and you looked over to see Ten with crossed arms glaring at you both. Jisoo on the other hand was beaming, clapping her hand together.
“Don’t be mean Ten! You guys are so cute,” she cheered, moving forward to look at the ring that now rested on your collarbone.
“Thank you… did you guys need-?”
“Oh yeah! Taeyong wants to go over the plan one more time,” Jisoo explained. Glancing over at your finacé, you nodded knowingly before standing up to meet the group at the center.
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When you first got your powers, you remember immediately rushing to your mother. She was doing the dishes in the kitchen, and as you went to hold her in panic she got dish water all over you.
“Woah! Is everything okay?” She had instinctually hugged you back despite the confusion. You looked up, eyes still welling with tears and snot dripping down your nose as you shakily lifted your wrists, showing her the webbing coming out of them.
“And… and… I can hear them,” you sobbed, squeezing your mothers shirt. She paused, brushing a hand over your wrist before bending down slightly to meet your gaze.
“What is it you can hear honey?”
You turned your head slightly, trembling as you looked down at the three spiders that were standing a few feet behind you. She’s upset. She’s upset.
You screamed, burying your face in your mother’s shirt as you continued sobbing.
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You and Sungchan were last to leave the underground, much to his brother’s chagrin.
“You text me as soon as you have a signal, and get to the location as soon as possible,” Taeyong repeated, which earned another groan from Kun. In order to avoid moving in a large group and attracting unneeded attention before reaching shelter, it was agreed that everyone would move into town in either pairs or trios with a few hours in between. With the curfew in place, it was one of the only smart ways to move around.
Kun, Taeyong, Sungchan and you by default were set to be amongst the last people to leave. Kun as he handled the way everyone else would be moving into the city, and Taeyong as he was helping you and Sungchan destroy most of the underground.
“I still don’t understand why we can’t leave together,” Taeyong huffed, tightening the gloves on his hand.
“Let your brother be a leader and let y/n finish using her spiders. Now move it,” Kun was tired of having to hear Taeyong whine, and lightly shoved him down the sewer passage that led to the exit. Kun glanced back at you two, “remember, your cycles are in the parking lot.”
“I know. We’ll see you guys soon,” Sungchan assured.
“I promise,” you affirmed, looking directly at Taeyong. He huffed, and sent you a curt nod.
“Let’s go, Kun.”
The pair left the sewer, and you two watched as you were slowly enveloped in the silence of the tunnels and the realization that you were alone for the first time. Beyond the occasional patter of spiders, it was the two of you in the underground.
“What’s left to do?” you clapped your hands together, mentally analyzing the rooms. Most of the cars were debadged and coated in webs, any electrical wires that were still in them being yanked out or scavenged for parts.
“Let’s check the work room again,” Sungchan moved quickly, moving almost frantically as you followed behind him.
“Why are you moving so quickly?” you giggled, keeping pace despite his long legs. You caught the small blush on his cheeks as his fingers fumbled with the locks. “Why are you nervous?”
“I’mNotNervous!!” His words blurred together as he undid the locks, running inside and away from you. You raised an eyebrow, turned the lights on and took in the nearly empty room. Lisa and Jennie had properly dispersed their inventions, destroying anything else and leaving it in a pile at the center. Renjun had Taeyong pawn off his monitor set up, leaving the gaping holes in the wall with the computer itself kicked in. With the only things upright left being the workbenches and parts of the makeshift infirmary, it felt surreal. You were here for a few weeks, and were able to regain your memories and powers, but now staring at the broken remnants of the room it was like you couldn’t even tell.
“I guess I’ll get to covering all of this up,” you sighed, moving to the center pile. Slowly, you opened your arms and began coating the center pile in webbing, making it difficult to discern what exactly it was. A hand was placed on your shoulder.
“Maybe have your spiders take care of this, you don’t want to exhaust yourself,” Sungchan suggested, his eyebrows creased. He was right- you were feeling a bit strained and it was getting difficult to create more webbing, especially after taking care of the garage and storage room earlier. You nodded, and watched as several spiders entered through cracks of the room, making quick work of picking up where you left off.
“How long until we have to go?” you asked mindlessly, sitting on the cot as you watched the spiders work their webs on the workbenches.
Sungchan looked at the watch on his wrist, “two hours and fourteen minutes.”
“That’s a while,” you sighed, and used your elbows to casually lean back on the cot. Sungchan looked at you, and with the blush returning to his cheeks, he quickly turned his face away. “Oh my god. What’s the matter with you?”
“N-nothing!” he defended, still not looking your way. “Lots of spiders here!”
“Why do you look embarrassed?” you pressed, not moving from where you sat.
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“I’m not.”
“Then why are you blushing so much?”
“Because it is the first time we’ve been alone and all I want to do is-!” he stopped himself, his body fully turned towards you. Standing up, you crossed the room to where Sungchan stood, the spiders all quickly taking their leave. You didn’t consider yourself to be in your most attractive state- you had on the black ripped jeans you found to easily help you climb up walls, a black t-shirt that was a size two big for you with the photo of an outdated joke, and your hair was still in a disarray from the webs plaited into it.
“What is it you want to do?” you furrowed your eyebrows, listening and waiting for all of the spiders to leave the work room. Alone! Alone! Leave them alone!
You watched as Sungchan’s ears turned red hot, his Adam's apple bobbing as he bashfully looked at you, “nothing.”
You smirked knowingly, reaching up and pinching his cheek softly in a teasing manner.
“It’s not funny,” he groaned, looking away from you now. Rolling your eyes, you lifted your other hand to hold his face in your hands steadily.
“I think it’s cute.”
“I’m not cute.”
“You are very cute, Sungchan.”
“No adult man wants to be called cute, especially not… now,” he huffed, his eyes trying to look at anything but you as the heat continued to rise in his cheeks.
“I think that just makes you more attractive,” you went to pinch his cheek again only for his hand to come up and stop you. His eyes were different now- he was looking directly at you instead of avoiding your gaze, his pupils blown out like they were in all of your other memories of intimacy with him.
“I don’t want our first time together to be here.”
“This is not our ‘first time.’ I thought I was the one with the memory problems,” you boldly moved closer only for him to place his hand on your shoulder to stop you.
“… Second… first time,” he decided to settle on a different choice of words.
You moved your hands from his face. Crossing your arms over your chest, you asked, “what did you have in mind for us to do before we went up to the surface?”
“I was hoping there would be more for us to cover up… to kill time,” he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. It was brief, but you caught his eyes quickly darting from you, to the cot behind you, and then back to you.
“What if we die?” It was a thought scratching at the back of all of your minds. It was a dumb, risky plan with so many things that could go wrong. Chances of success were slim at best.
“Why would you say that?”
“Because it’s the truth! God, Sungchan- I had my memories and powers stolen from me for months. You had to watch me and everyone else become lab rats- empty fucking shells of ourselves. Did you learn nothing?” You were struggling to keep your voice from rising, despite the sense of fear and frustration you felt. “Being together… no days are guaranteed. This plan has such a low chance of even succeeding and you want us to wait? For what?You’re being-.”
Maybe he finally understood your thought process, or decided to give in to his own instincts, or maybe he just wanted to shut you up. Quickly though, he had grabbed your face in his hands, his lips crashing into yours.
“I love you,” he moaned, his lips barely leaving yours as you collapsed onto the cot.
“I love you, too,” you whimpered back, clinging closely to his body now hovering over your own.
It was different from your memories. In your memories there wasn’t any urgency or fear of the future as you touched each other. Now, you were constantly repeating I love yous and pleading for the other to be as close as possible for fear of this being the last time you could. In your memories, there was no frantic fumbling of each other's clothes and never once could you have imagined yourself naked in a sewer system of all places.
And yet, you admit, you wouldn’t have changed a thing.
#nct fanfic#nct fic#nct angst#nct imagines#sungchan x reader#sungchan fic#sungchan x y/n#nct hero au#sungchan angst#nct reader insert#sungchan fluff#nct fluff#sungchan scenarios#sungchan imagines#nct x reader#nct scenarios#nct fics#nct u scenarios#nct u fics
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(Noren) With Love, Baby
That idiot who dances to 90's pop songs next door might or might not be The Most Wanted Vigilante of the city.
And Jeno has the hots for him.
Oh, no!
(Alternatively, Jeno is a Superhero and Renjun is Baby. No, literally, he is Baby.)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21281012
#With Love Baby#Noren#Jeno#Renjun#NCT#NCT Dream#superhero!Jeno#superhero AU#vigilante!Renjun#enemies to lovers#pining#cute#fluffy#angsty#science fiction au#violence
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if hyuck was decapitated would someone have to like pick up his head and reposition it?? so it could heal back together? i feel for whoever pulls the short straw on that one
donghyuck: that’s kind of what stopped me from ever trying something like that... if i chopped off my leg, would i come back and just be alive with no leg?
donghyuck: or would i, like, starfish it and grow a new one?
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NCT Drabbles Mini-Masterlist Con't
Important things to keep in mind:
Drabbles are currently closed!
Based off of this post
An asterisk (*) signifies NSFW
OC = Reader
Part One of this masterlist can be found Here - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five
→ A Rose By Any Other... - Yandere!Prince!Jaehyun - Part Two
→ Yandere!Deity!Yangyang
→ Ritual - Yandere!Shotaro
→ Only One Night? - Yandere!Mark
→ Demon!Yuta X Angel!OC* - Part Two*
→ Early Mornings - Demon!Sicheng*
→ Control - Yandere!Demon!Jaehyun - Part Two
→ Come Back To Me - Wizard!Jungwoo - Part Two
→ The Irony of Fate - Yandere!Demon!Ten X Angel!OC
→ Bounty - Demon!Jeno X Vampire!Bounty Hunter!OC
→ Yandere!Yuta*
→ They're Mine - Yandere!Taeyong, Yandere!Doyoung, and Yandere!Johnny
→ Demon!Kun
→ Out of This World - Alien!Haechan
→ Stuck - Yandere!Jaemin
→ Yandere!Vampire!Mark
→ Beautiful Nightmare - Yandere!Incubus!Yuta*
→ No Way Out - Yandere!Taeyong
→ In Your Debt - Yandere!Mafia!Johnny - Part Two
→ I Wrote It That Way - Yandere!Writer!Kun
→ Competition - Yandere!Prince!Jeno
→ Courage - Yandere!Haechan
→ Pick Me - Yandere!Kun & Yandere!Taeyong
→ Suspicions - Yandere!Demon!Jaemin & Yandere!Demon!Jeno
→ Yandere!Student!Renjun X Professor!OC
→ Midnight Stroll - Yandere!Xiaojun
→ Summoning - Yandere!Doyoung X Demon!OC - Part Two
→ Br(C)at - Yandere!King!Cat Hybrid!Taeyong*
→ Confessions - Yandere!Jaemin
→ Yandere!Hero!Johnny X Vigilante!OC
→ Downfall - Yandere!Fallen Angel!Jaehyun X Angel!OC - Part Two
→ I Put A Spell On You - Wizard!Doyoung
→ Trial and... Error? - Yandere!Haechan - Part Two
→ Scared Yet? - Yandere!Demon!Yuta
→ Too Hot to Handle - Yandere!Jaehyun & Yandere!Johnny X Photographer!OC - Part Two
→ Car Crashed Hearts - Yandere!Ten X Therapist!OC
→ Ploy - Yandere!Taeil - Prequel
→ Boyfriend - Yandere!Jeno
→ Wolf!Sicheng
→ Yandere!Mark
→ Hate to Love, Love to Hate - Yandere!Wizard!Jaehyun
→ Home - Yandere!Vampire!Yuta
→ Midnight Storm - Yandere!Entity!Taeyong - Part Two
→ Tongue Tied - Mafia!Yuta X Barista!OC - Part Two
→ Only Time Will Tell - Yandere!Vampire!Jaehyun
→ Howdy, Neighbour - Yandere!Jeno
→ Jealous - Yandere!Hendery X Yandere!OC
→ Produce 101 - Yandere!Prince!Jaemin X Farmer!OC
→ Yandere!Assassin!Doyoung
→ Ex - Yandere!Johnny
→ Date Night - Yandere!Husband!Yuta
→ I Need A Himbo! - Yandere!Jaehyun X Tutor!OC - Part Two ft. Yandere!Sicheng, Yandere!Johnny, and Yandere!Hendery - Part Three - Part Four
→ Victory - Yandere!Demon Prince!Sicheng
→ Who's Your Bias? - Yandere!Haechan ft. NCT
→ Coffee? - Yandere!Shotaro X Nurse!OC
→ Lions, Tigers, and Bears, Oh My! - Yandere!Hybrid!Sicheng & Yandere!Hybrid!Yuta
→ Yandere!Demon!Taeyong*
→ Secrets - Yandere!Renjun
→ I Want You - Yandere!Mark X Yandere!OC - Part Two
→ Petals - Yandere!Jaehyun Hanahaki AU
→ To Love & To Be In Love - Vampire!Jaemin
→ All to Myself - Yandere!Poly!Haechan & Yandere!Poly!Renjun - Part Two
→ Wait on Me - Yandere!Xiaojun
→ My Turn - Vampire!Mark & Vampire!Kun
→ In a World... - Renjun & Jaehyun
→ In the Heights - Wizard!Jaehyun
→ Indifferent - Yandere!Doyoung
→ Yandere!Siren!Ten
→ Yandere!Idol!Kun X Fan!OC
→ Yandere!Knight!Hendery & Yandere!Knight!Mark - Part Two
→ The 'Hate' Act - Yandere!Idol!Jaemin
→ The Killing Kind - Yandere!Assassin!Jeno
→ Appeasement - Yandere!Demon!Ten - Part Two
→ Sleep Watching - Yandere!Taeyong - Part Two
→ Soulmate Acquired - Yandere!Vampire!Johnny & Yandere!Vampire!Jaehyun
→ Indulgent - Yandere!Sugar Daddy!Johnny*
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hiiii today's reminder is happy Renjun day!!! my favourite little vigilante axe murderer art hoe!!!
alsoooo guess who went to the beach for the first time in like four years?!!!
Hii, Yes Renjun day! Despite his short temper which is just him being playfully annoyed cause they do like testing him. He's the most Aries aries I've seen since Julien Solomita. He is a precious artistic talented boy who loves his friends no matter how annoying they get. The most precious boy.
Oh yay!! I'm so happy you got to go to the beach I haven been in years also. I hope you had a lot of fun and I hope you get even more chances to go to the beach more often.
Also here's an adorable video of the birthday boy
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nct
works by member
♡ --- fluff
♘ --- angst
♖ --- suggestive/smut
❆ --- au
♕ --- ‘fan’ favorites
♔ --- author’s favorites
✉ --- drabbles
↠ moon taeil
↳ ♔ spontaneous combustion ♡♘♖ (tw: mentions of possibly abusive ex)
✎ in which it’s you, taeil, his art, and the stars; 2.6k; ❆ non-idol
↠ seo youngho
✉ the labyrinth ♘ (tw: maiming; ❆ mythology)
↠ lee taeyong
✉ trigger finger ♘ (tw: major char. death; ❆ hitman)
↠ nakamoto yuta
✉ cigarettes ♘ (❆ mafia)
↠ qian kun
nothing yet!
↠ kim dongyoung
✉ tutoring ♡ (❆ non-idol)
↠ ten
nothing yet!
↠ jeong jaehyun
nothing yet!
↠ dong sicheng
nothing yet!
↠ kim jungwoo
nothing yet!
↠ wong yukhei
✉ ♕ fools in love ♘♡
↠ mark lee
↳ ♕ disconnected ♡♖
✎ in which you are each other’s person; 2.6k
↳ ♕ into it ♘♡♖ (tw: drug abuse)
✎ in which mark would sell his soul for his grades if it weren’t for you; 6.4k; ❆ high school
✉ drive safe (drabble set in into it’s universe)
↳ “that’s okay, i bought two” ♡
✎ in which mark knows you better than you know yourself; 1.4k; ❆ non-idol
↳ new beginning ♘♡ (tw: attempted assault, blood)
✎ in which vigilante!you lean on your worst enemy, mafia!hitman!mark; 3k; ❆ mafia/vigilante
↳ wish i was ♘♖
✎ in which you wish you were heather; 4.7k; ❆ university
↳ in these walls ♘♖ (tw: infidelity)
✎ in which 127 watches your love life fall apart; 11.4k
↳ slow down ♘♡♖
✎ in which mark hates you and you hate him but you might just love the sex; 2.1k; ❆ streetracers
↳ all that glitters ♘♡
✎ in which you don’t want the silver spoon you’ve always eaten off of
↳ cynosure (hiatus) ❆ cyber
✎ choose-your-own-adventure style
✎ Welcome to Cynosure, the world’s leading imitative virtual interface, where you can live the life you have always wanted. From dream careers to perfect relationships to sprawling homes to ethereal power, you can have it all.
✉ ♕ pancakes ♡
✉ fire alarm ♡
✉ no second chances at love ♘ (tw: cheating; ❆ college)
✉ ♕ aftershave ♡
✉ love die young ♘ (tw: major char. death; ❆ non-idol)
✉ liquor and leather ♖
✉ smoke and stars ♡♖ (❆ non-idol)
✉ mine ♘♡ (fwb; ❆ non-idol)
✉ on the other side ♘♡ (❆ mafia)
✉ unwrapping a gift ♡♖
↠ xiao dejun
✉ tapestry of fate ♘♡ (❆ aristocracy)
↠ won kunhang
nothing yet!
↠ huang renjun
✉ ♔ balcony talks ♘♡♖ (❆ college)
✉ the yule ball ♡ (❆ hogwarts)
✉ burgundy wedding ♡
✉ ♕ black out drunk ♡
↠ lee jeno
↳ king of hearts 01 ♘
✎ in which detective!jeno knows the price to pay is too high this time; 3.8k; ❆ detective
↳ fool’s gold prologue part 1 ♘
✎ in which you and greaser!jeno find yourself on the run in a world that wants him dead; 12.4k; ❆ greaser
↳ lionheart ♘♡♖
✎ in which you rule your kingdom with your brave head knight by your side; 6.5k; ❆ royalty
✉ ♕ after the beep ♘♖ (❆ college)
✉ rinsing dishes & romance ♡ (❆ non-idol)
✉ regrets? ♘♡ (❆ high school)
✉ jealousy ♘♡ (❆ high school)
✉ ♕ virginity is a construct ♡♖ (❆ college)
✉ when best friends fall in love ♘♡ (❆ college)
✉ cheaters never prosper ♘ (tw: cheating; ❆ college)
✉ same idea ♖ (fwb; ❆ non-idol)
✉ night street to grand prix ♡♖ (❆ streetracer)
✉ universe ♡
✉ truly ♘ (❆ fratboy)
✉ the haunting of ♡♘ (❆ actors)
↠ lee donghyuck
↳ ♔ drive ♘♡ (tw: mentions of abusive parents)
✎ in which you and haechan run away together; 1.8k; ❆ non-idol
↳ love and war act i ♘
✎ in which high school theater makes you the posterchild for murphy’s law; 3.2k; ❆ high school
↳ ♔ 37.5% viewer rating masterlist for birthday special 2020!
✎ in which there are 6 different scenarios with the best boy; ranging from 1.5-4.1k
✉ stuckinmybrain ♘♡ (❆ college)
✉ jealousy ♘♡
✉ necktie ♘♡ (❆ boarding school)
✉ the miracle of life ♘♡ (tw: minor char. death; ❆ medical)
✉ ♕ love again ♘♡♖ (fwb; ❆ college)
✉ netflix and chill? ♡ (❆ college)
✉ who’s your god? ♖ (❆ non-idol)
↠ na jaemin
↳ ♕♔ smultronställe part 1 ♘♡ part 2 ♘♡♖
✎ in which jaemin’s both a superdad and a supersurgeon and you can’t help but fall for him; 48.4k; ❆ medical; fic glossary; part of interlude: neo zone
✉ embers ♘♡♖ (❆ heaven)
✉ ♕ prom night ♘♡ part 2 ♘♡♖ (❆ high school)
✉ ♕ ♔ a freaky situation ♘♡♖ (roommates; ❆ non-idol)
✉ love again ♡ (❆ college)
✉ my benefit is you ♡♖ (fwb; ❆ college)
✉ black tie event ♡♖ part 2 ♡♖ (❆ college)
↠ liu yangyang
nothing yet!
↠ osaki shotaro
nothing yet!
↠ jung sungchan
nothing yet!
↠ zhong chenle
✉ when shit hits the fan (❆ non-idol)
✉ mascot ♡ (❆ high school)
✉ ♔ sunrises and hot chocolate ♡
✉ boulevard ♡
↠ park jisung
↳ classics, coffee, and cute boys ♡
✎ in which you spend your summer in the library with jisung; 4k; ❆ non-idol
✉ ♔ blue raspberry ♡ (❆ non-idol)
✉ honest goodbye ♘
groups aus/series/misc
↳ sports/arts aus
↳ sleepovers with nct dream
↳ falling asleep on nct 127
↳ 00 line as the try guys
↳ the brotherhood: nct dream/assassin’s creed
↳ interlude: neo zone
↳ my page (smau collab by @jaemallow)
↳ song dialogue game blurbs
↳ 2022 drabble game
©️ Creative Commons gohyuck 2020
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Something is coming today. It is related to Renjun's friends to lovers triology, but actually not at all. It's just Renjun. And a triology. A different triology. Um... *scratches my head*
Yutasbellybuttonpiercing presents:
🎉 The horny collection 🎉
Just because my brain simply refuses to produce good stuff... here is more Renjun content.. just not the content you hoped for. It's just silly me and little ideas that wouldn't leave my head. Hopefully, posting these will result in me being able to finally continue the strangers to lovers collection... just wait... one day... it will come... *breaks down crying*
Anyway.
Here we have:
我的老师 (1514 words)
You are Renjun's English teacher, and he really shouldn't think about you like this. But he does. And he needs to do something about it.
Consider yourself warned: (not your stereotypical) student-teacher-relationship, reader is older than renjun, semi-public sex in a classroom, chinese words are thrown around, cheating (reader has a boyfriend), reader needs a bit of convincing to get things started, but everyone is head over heels.
read here!
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Stolen (1795 words)
As the title suggests, you stole. And you got caught, apparently by the cutest store detective to ever exist, who is also very, very serious about his job. You can't let him call the cops on you, and lucky for you, he is willing to cooperate. I believe one can imagine where this is going...
Consider yourself warned: well.. shoplifting (and getting caught), abuse of power, dub con, but there is constent.., it's humiliating, but renjun is just really serious about his job (real), reader is pressured to take her clothes off, searching of orifices (anal and vaginal fingering), renjun has a big dick, (degrading) dirty talk, um.. vigilantism (??), oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, an abrupt ending
read here!
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Tickle My Fancy (967 words)
Just... it's a tickling fic. There is no plot at all.
Consider yourself warned: power play, restraints, tickling, very sublte humiliation ("i'm embarrassed"), nipple play, fingering (f receiving), slight overstimulation, squirting
read here!
#writers block made me do it#renjun#huang renjun smut#renjun smut#nct smut#nct fanfic#kpop smut#nct dream#smut#kpop#nct#fem reader#nct x reader#nct dream smut
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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙤𝙨 - huang renjun. for @radiorenjun || love letters pt. 2
type: superhero!au, friends to lovers!au, enemies to lovers!au
warnings: swearing i think, not very well explained plot holes
synopsis: from personal experience, you can tell that fighting crime with two best friends who can fly and turn invisible respectively is way easier than having a crush on one of the aforementioned best friends. also one extra little complication: the vigilante imposter who calls himself a member of your organisation screwing shit up.
taglist: @lebrookestore @starlightsooyoungs @sweetlyjaem @allegxdly ; send an ask or a dm to be added to the taglist (for all of the fics, and that can be quite a lot so do keep that in mind.)
wc: 1.2k
“he’s on the move again,” donghyuck swipes his phone screen viciously with two fingers, zooming in, “what’s his deal?”
you hum, “i mean, he claims to be one of the neos, but he’s always giving us trouble with missions and such, you know? an impostor, i’d thought. calls himself r, doesn’t he?”
“yeah, so pretentious, isn’t it?”
sniffing, you roll your eyes, remembering the time this r had almost ruined your mission and let lee sooman go free to continue terrorising the citizens of neocity. he’d simply gotten in the way of you and donghyuck, even shooting you and injuring you in the leg, and it was only thanks to donghyuck that you’d even managed to get close enough to your shock gun to fire at the villain who was flying away.
so a long story short, you hated r with a burning passion for being annoying, hurting you, and then still daring to claim that he was a neo. one of you. heck, you still couldn’t run at 100% speed.
“where’s renjun, by the way?” only just realising that the third and final member of your mission team was missing, you shrugged at donghyuck, not having the answer to that either. “shouldn’t he have been back already? our mission ended, like, 5 hours ago.”
“nothing happened to him, did it?” you didn’t need to look in a mirror to know that your eyes were clouded with worry for your best friend. best friend that… ah, you’ve fancied for quite a long time now, pining in silence. not that anyone else knew, of course.
there’s the unmistakable sound of muddy shoes squelching along the sterile clean floors of HQ (you’d know, you’ve tracked mud in too many times to count, to the dismay of the cleaning lady. or man, as far as unofficial cleaning man lee taeyong was concerned.) you whip your head around so far it nearly cracks, then quickly dart out of the way to avoid the boy sliding across the floor clumsily.
donghyuck isn’t so lucky though, because renjun barrels straight into him, showering him with water droplets.
“why are you so wet?” donghyuck shoves him away in disgust, “nothing happened to you, did it? i just saw the news today and r capsized one of the neos’ ships at the harbour. no altercations, right?”
renjun shook some water out of his hair like a dog, then pushed his fringe out of his face, “no. i tried going after r earlier, which is why i’m back so late, but i fell into the river. so there.”
you cringe slightly, moving as far away from renjun as possible, “go and clean yourself up, what are you still waiting there for?”
“to kiss you,” renjun leans over, puckering his lips, before turning around and rushing off in raucous laughter.
“i hate him,” you muttered quietly, trying to hide your flustered expression from donghyuck.
“no, you like him,” donghyuck shrugs, like that’s a universally acknowledged fact, “what? it’s true. everyone knows you think he’s so handsome and fine and-”
“shut up!”
—a few days later
cradling your injured arm, you hissed, cursing out lee sooman with the worst curse words you knew in ten different languages and crawling behind a trashcan, hoping against hope that donghyuck and renjun would be able to take care of him. sure, you hated always being the one to get hurt, but it wasn’t like you could 1. fly or 2. turn invisible. the only power you had was healing, and it didn’t even work on yourself, so what was the point?
“i mean, as long as r doesn’t show up and ruin shit, they’ll be fine, won’t they?” you mumbled to yourself, taking cover behind a discarded barrel. there’s a sudden sound and you swear in your head, whipping around to point your gun at its source. it couldn’t be an enemy- your dominant hand was essentially useless until you got back to HQ and your other hand was nowhere near fantastic at shooting.
“who’s there,” you call out unwisely, before cursing yourself even more, “are you a friend or a foe?”
there’s no reply, so you inch even closer, using the barrel as protection while you rounded the corner, only to be met with someone zipping up their full latex superhero (or supervillain, you couldn’t tell) uniform.
and it was r.
the little fucker.
raising your gun, you aimed it right at him, but hesitated. didn’t it go against everything you stood for as superheroes to outrightly shoot someone without concrete evidence that they were a villain? all r had done was to spoil some of your equipment and ruin some missions, but he hadn’t actually killed anyone, had he? but in the split second it had taken for you to decide, he’d turned around to face you, suit fully zipped up now. revealing a very familiar face.
“huang renjun?”
“shit,” renjun’s eyes darted around frantically, fiddling with his hands like he didn’t know where to put them, “that’s not how i intended my crush to find out about my hidden identity as a vigilante.”
“your what now?” your brow furrowed. too many revelations in too short a time.
“that was also not how i intended my crush to find out about my crush on her,” he groans and pulls a hand across his face roughly, “right. i bet you want an explanation. so basically i know i’m classified as an impostor and repeat offender right now, and i think you hate me, but i just wanted to… garner some glory for myself as an individual superhero who’s super famous worldwide or- that sounds dumb, nevermind. but i was kind of clumsy so one dumb thing led to another and… yes! alsoiwaskindofwonderingifyou’dgivemeattention.”
blinking, you lowered your gun and stared at him hard, taking in a deep breath. renjun cringed away slightly, awaiting beration, but you just set the gun down with a thump and narrowed your eyes at him.
“huang renjun, did you just say you have a crush on me?”
“is that bad?”
“no- it’s- like, i like you too. so you didn’t have to sink ships to get my attention,” you smiled gently at him, conveniently ignoring donghyuck’s hopefully overdramatic cries of pain in the background.
“that’s- great. wow,” renjun grinned giddily, stating intelligently, “i never thought you’d say that.”
you laughed breathily, hoping your voice wasn’t going up by an octave, “well. so i have.”
donghyuck rips his newly healed hand out of your magical grasp and glowers at the new couple. “you’re telling me,” he growls, “that when i was getting my ass beat by lee sooman, the two of you were sucking face behind a wall? some friends you are.”
“we thought you were being overdramatic. the boy who cried wolf, you know?” renjun grinned at him, “but you’re fine now, right? sorry.”
the former walks out of the medical tent backwards, features still arranged in a frown that was meant to be intimidating, but all the effect was soon lost on you as he mumbled a small “congratulations” on his way out.
donghyuck would come around.
or you’d have to make him.
©danishmiilk, 2021.
#cznnet#nct-writers#neowritingsnet#kpopscape#renjun x reader#renjun fanfic#renjun scenarios#renjun imagines#renjun fluff#renjun friends to lovers#renjun enemies to lovers#nct fanfic#nct x reader#nct fluff#nct imagines#nct scenarios#nct friends to lovers#nct enemies to lovers#renjun#nct#nct dream#nct 2020#tenshichanxx <3#moots!
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Love as poisonous as flowers.
Pairing: Vigilante Renjun x villain reader.
Genre: Vigilante!au, superhero!au, flower shop, strangers to lovers | Fluff, angst.
Warnings: Blood, injuries, fighting scene, strong language, manipulation.
Plot: Renjun became a vigilante when he got tired of obeying the laws of heroes, he also began to seek the approval of villains when being good and helpful became too much.
Word count: +7k.
A/N: This is part of the Neo hero academia collab hosted by @badwithten.
Tag list: @peachjaem00 | @colpen
"Poor vigilante, what did they do to you?"
Renjun looks up, but his vision is blurry, so much that he sees nothing but a misshapen shadow before his eyes. His whole body is in pain, and he cries loudly when he fees a hand resting on his shoulder and when the hand sticks to his torn shirt from the blood flowing from the gaping wound.
"What is happening?" he hears another voice, and it brings chill down his spine. The voice is low, and threatening but laced with something a tad addicting in a way he could never explain. "Flower boy is bleeding out on the pavement." you answer and if the way you move is anything to go by, you are crouching down in front of him. "What should we do with him?"
He hears the stranger hum. "We need him, so I guess we are going to do our deed of the day by helping him." you agree and you put your hand right on the wound and a sob hitches in Renjun's throat but the pain slowly fades until it becomes nothing but a throbbing in his arm. "What have you done?" he whispers, voice rough and gurgling by the amount of blood in his mouth.
"I just saved your life flower boy, so try to remember that the next time we meet, alright?" he would love to say that yes, he will remember you, but he has no idea what you look like. "Oh, oh, easy flower boy." you say when he tries to stand up, but he sits back down when his head starts to spin and bile rises in his throat. "If you want to go home, you will have to wait a little longer."
"Who are you?" he asks in a small voice, and you chuckle softly. Even if he doesn't know what you look life, he knows he will be able to remember you by the way you laugh. "I am your sweetest nightmare, flower boy." you lean down and kiss his cheeks with a softness he was not expecting. "You owe me one for saving your life." you whisper close to his ear and he shivers.
When he looks up, he is alone in the dark alleyway.
Renjun wakes up tired.
He grabs his phone on the bedside table and he notices that it is almost 2 pm, which means he slept for over 11 hours and he is still just as tired as if he had not slept for an entire week. As much as he would like to stay in bed, and make the world forget about his existence, he has to get up, and he has to open the shop, not that he has an higher up ready to kick him out for being late, but he does have a bunch of bills pilling up on the table.
When he stands up, the first thing he notices is that he is still wearing last night's bloody shirt and that from the ripped, he can't see any trace from the wound he suffered from while playing the vigilante in the middle of the nastiest, scariest area in town. He walks to the full body mirror and he takes the shirt off. Nothing. Just dried blood, but no scar, absolutely nothing.
What did you do to him?
When he steps out of the apartment, something feels off. He does not know what it is, but something is different from the other days. But he tries to brush it off as he walks to the shop which is two blocks away from his apartment. He has walked this path every day for the past three years, and never has he felt so unsafe. He tries not to look over his shoulder, because he knows if he starts he will not stop until he is locked in the store.
He opens the door, and he is immediately assaulted by the different scents of flowers but it makes him feel good, it allows him to relax and take a deep breath without the weight on his stomach and the lump in his throat. Here he feels safe. Maybe he should not because he remembers the words you had said to him last night, but he knows nothing will happen in the confine of his flower ship.
Maybe he should not have spoken so fast.
He has barely finished putting down the fresh flowers he received earlier in the morning, when the door to the store opens with the soft ringing of the doorbell. "Hello, how can I help you?" he asks in his sweet customer service voice.
"Hello, flower boy," the customer says, and he stops, almost dropping the vase on the ground. "how are you feeling on this fine morning? Not too sore? Not too tired?" he turns on his heels and he is met with a smile he has never seen before, maybe because he couldn't see anything last night, but he does recognize the voice. "I'm fine, I guess." he answers, hesitating.
"That's great." you say as you walk around the store, smelling the flowers and smiling at the colors it brings to the place. "Remember when I said you owed me one?" he nods, walking back behind the counter, nervously playing with the hem of his hoodie. "I know, I should have waited a little longer to come ask for a favor, but unfortunately, we do need your help right now."
"We?" he tilts his head to the side, and you join him to the counter. "My friend, you met him yesterday. If it was not for him, I would have let you bleed out on the street, but he is nicer than I am." oh, this brings an unpleasant chill down his back and he tries to remain stoic, but with you so close and smelling as good as the flowers, it is quite difficult.
"What do you want from me?" he asks in a small voice, and you coo. You almost reach to pinch his cheek, but you refrain yourself, but can anyone blame you? He is absolutely adorable with his doe eyes shining with fear and something else. Adoration? Excitation? Who knows. "Do you happen to have a paper and a pen?" you ask as weird as it sounds when he was expecting some sort of explanation or death threat, but he gives you what you asked for.
You write down an address and you give him the paper. "Come here tonight at midnight. Knock four times on the door, stop for three seconds, and knock two more times so we know it's you." he looks at the address and he did not even know this place existed, but by the look of it, it is some sort of underground apartment. "Why would I do that? I don't know you, I don't know your friend!"
"Oh, my sweet, sweet vigilante. You do not have the choice, if you do not come tonight, we will find you, and we will make sure you bleed out in your store like you were supposed to last night." you explain in a voice that is way too soft for a death threat. "And don't try to have someone follow you, we'll know even before you step inside of the place, and the police will find two dead bodies instead of one."
You lean over the counter, and much like you did the day before, you kiss his cheek. "You don't want to know what would happen to the people you love and care so much about, and to this store if you do not come tonight." you wink at him, and with that, you are gone as quickly as you stepped inside of the store.
Renjun is once again left alone, but this time he is not hurt, just shaken up. But in a good way, if that's even a thing. He feels the adrenaline slowly slipping through his body and as scared as he is, he looks forward to the night. To know more about what they want from him. And especially, to know more about you.
He almost wants to close the store early, and to get ready for the little rendez-vous, but he doesn't know what he should get ready for. Maybe this is just a trap, and he will end up dead no matter if he shows up or not, but he has to know.
Curiosity killed the cat, that's what they say, but he is ready.
It is a quarter past midnight when Renjun arrives in front of the address on the piece of paper and he is out of breath. He was so sure he knew the place, but he was wrong, and he had to ask some weird person for directions, a person who he is sure would have beaten up if he was in his vigilante costume. But tonight, he is just Renjun, the flower boy whose stress is playing on his quirk.
He finds himself stupid in front of the door, because he forgot how to knock. He shifts from one leg to the other and he wonders why he decided to let his curiosity attract him here since he is clearly not capable of respecting the two simple rules that were given to him. "Fuck it." he whispers, and he knocks on the door. Three times.
Nothing happens for several minutes, so he gives up and turns on his heels. But when he gets ready to leave, the door creaks and he hears a small giggle. The giggle. "So, flower boy, are you not able to abide by the rules give to you? It's a shame, because we've placed a lot of hope on you." he faces you, and he tilts his head to the side. He looks genuinely sorry, but you can't accept it until he opens his mouth. "I got lost on the way, and I forgot how I was supposed to knock, I am really sorry."
"You got lost? It is a shame, especially coming from a vigilante, but you are young, so I think we can make an exception, but only for today, okay?" he nods, but stops, frowning. "What do you mean, only for today? I thought I was only supposed to do you one favor!" you laugh softly. "Saving your life is going to cost you a lot more than just one little encounter, flower boy. Saving you life has cost me a lot, you have to pay me back."
"It was not the deal!" he exclaims, and you let out a long sigh. "You don't have to honor the deal, if you do not want to, but you know what is going to happen to you and your friends if you don't. The decision is yours to make." you rest your shoulder against the doorframe, and observe Renjun who seems to be weighting the pros and cons. Finally, he nods. "Very well."
"Perfect, follow me." you open the door to let him in, and he closes it behind him. The hallway is long and barely lit, so he has no idea where he is heading, he just follows the sound of your footsteps. Eventually, they come to another door, and when you open it, he has to squint his eyes to let his vision get used to the brightness of the room. "Guys, he is here."
When he looks around, he notices that several people are present, either sitting on the leather sofa, or standing by the window. "Let me introduce you. This is Johnny, Taeyong, Ten, Kun and Doyoung." Renjun observes each man, nodding although he doubts he will remember their names. "So what is your name?" he asks in a small voice, and your mouth opens in a small "o". "Oh yeah, I never introduced myself, I'm Y/n."
"Are those your real names?" he asks and you laugh softly. "Who knows? Maybe we trust you enough to tell you who we really are, or maybe we are just waiting to see how you obey to tell you the truth." you answer and he rolls his eyes, not the answer he expected. "Sit down, we'll explain everything to you."
He sits on a couch, and two of the men sit on either side of him, and he feels a lot less confident. You sit down across from him, crossing your legs. "It's not for nothing that we saved your life yesterday. If you were not helpful to us, we would have left you to die in the alley." you start, and he feels something unpleasant doing up in his stomach. "A little birdie told us you were growing some special flowers in the back of your store."
His eyes open wide when he realizes what you just said. "What? Who told you that?" only one person knows about his special plantation, and there is no way that person has told them anything. You are bluffing, he thinks. "Before I answer you, I have a slightly more important question for you. Do you trust all of your friends? Do you think any of them would be able to betray you in return of a little power?"
He shakes his head vigorously. "No! My friends are trustworthy, and they would never do anything to disobey the law!" you sink deeper into your chair, your hands resting on your thighs. "It's funny to hear that, especially from a vigilante who clearly does not obey the laws imposed on superheroes." he bites his lower lip, it's true that it does not make sense.
"Come on, think a little bit, don't you have a friend who is dying to have more power in this world, who always wanted to have a little more?" one of the men asks, and he recognizes his voice, it is that of the man who convinced you to save his life. And if he remembers correctly, it's Johnny. "If you know about what is going on in the back of my store, you already have your answer." he mumbles.
"Yes, but we want to hear you say it. If you do not say it, you will not believe that one of your friends dared to betray you." you immediately add and he lowers his head. His heart hurts, of course, because he confided in thinking his secret would be well kept, but now he has to question everything he had ever said or done with his friends. If one betrayed him, what about the others? "Haechan knew that," he says in a voice so weak that you find it hard to hear him. "he was the only one who knew that."
"Do you want to know something about your friend?" you ask, but you do not really give him a choice. "He was the one who came to see us. We did not know anything about your store, or your little backyard business, but he somehow knew about what we were looking for, so he found a way to mee us." he cannot believe what he is hearing. "You are lying. Why would he betray me? He has nothing to gain from hanging with people like you."
"People like us? What do you mean by that?" Ten asks in a strained voice, and he regrets opening his mouth, you see it in his face, and it is so much fun. Just for that, you want to keep him around a bit longer. When he does not respond, Ten nudges him, hard. "Tell us. Wo do you think we are."
"Villains?" he answers in a small voice and you get up from the armchair, stretching your legs.
"You are not wrong, but you are not right either." you explain, turning around the couch in which he is installed. You put your hands on Renjun's shoulders and bend down so that you can speak directly into his ear. "We have not killed anyone, so technically, we are not villains. At least, not yet. That's where you are going to come in handy."
Before he can start to panic, you keep talking. This time, a little louder so everyone can hear what you are saying. "Your flowers are special, Renjun, because they are extremely rare. It has been years since no one has managed to grow them, and yet, you have succeeded. Your flowers can be used to do so many things. Good things, like saving the lives of sick people. And bad things."
Renjun already knows all of this, he has spent years researching which flowers can be used, and although he knows you are going to explain more about why he is here, he already has an idea of what you are going to say, but he lets you talk, he doesn't want to upset you.
"You see Renjun, we think the heroes take, and don't give anything in return. Yes, they keep our streets secure, and our stores away from break-ins, but they do not do it because they want to help their neighbors anymore, but because they know that the money that will be given to them will be enough for them to have a good life. Heroes are wicked, they are obnoxious, and they act like we should revere them for their service."
"You understand us, right? After all, you were the one who decided that being a vigilante was better than being a hero. You know the laws are stupid, and they are not obeyed because heroes think they have all the rights, and that they are better than that." Renjun remains silent, but in a way, he agrees with you. He never thought he would agree with a villain. A villain not so villain apparently. "We do not want to kill them, it's not our role, but we want to show them what it's like to live without powers."
"We want them to have to live in fear that a hero will not be around the corner to save them in case of trouble. We want them to have to experience what it feels like to be saved by a hero, having to show yourself grateful in front of the cameras to appease their egos. We think vigilantes can do the work like it needs to be done without the reward." Renjun nods and when you turn to face him, you can see so many emotions in his eyes that you can't help but smile. "And you need my plants to do that." he concludes.
"We need some of your flowers, but we also need a few plants that we are sure you can grow." he looks at you and he frowns. "What tells you that I will succeed in growing the plants you need?" you shrug as you straighten up, burrying your hands in the pockets of your jackets. "I don't know why, but I trust you Renjun, and if you've been able to do something that no one has done for years, I'm sure you can do that."
Is it weird that he feels something warm all over his body when you say that? He is not sure, but he puts that feeling aside, for now he has to focus on you, and your friends. "I can try, but what if I can't? you pout and you meet the gaze of one of the boys. "Well, we'll find someone else to grow what you don't have. But you will always be of use to us."
"And when you have everything you need, will my debt be paid?" you appreciate that he calls it a debt, even though that's not really the word you would have used. "If you do not give us fake flowers, and if you do not try to denounce us, then ues, you will be free to return to your little vigilante life, flower boy."
"I will help you then." you laugh, because he talks as if he had a choice to decline, but you let it slide, for now. "Perfect! I'll come find you with the list of what we need. In the meantime, I forbid you to talk about any of this little meeting." he gets up, nodding, he is not stupid enough to talk about this meeting with the villains. "What about Haechan?" he suddenly asks, and you turn to face him. "Haechan knows what we are up to, well, he knows a bit, as we don't want him to use that information to get something as well. So you do whatever you want with him."
You lead him back to the front door, and when he comes out into the dark, you take his hand to pull him in and once again, kiss his cheek. "See you soon, flower boy." and the door closes in front of his face.
Three weeks go by, and Renjun still hasn't heard from you.
Every day he goes to the store, and every time he expects you to shop up, but no, nothing ever happens, and he comes home almost sad that he has not seen you. Or even one of the men. He craves something he can't explain, something he never knew he needed to live.
Today is a day like any other, Renjun thinks as he pushes the back door open with a thrust, his arms laden with plants. "Hello, flower boy." you say and he jumps, to the point that he drops a plant, but before it breaks on the ground, a vine shoots out of the ground to catch the pot. "Of, that was a very nice catch!" you exclaim with a certain admiration.
"Is that your quirk, or do you have traps in the store in case someone tries to break into your store overnight?" you ask, curious and he puts the pots on the counter, shaking his head. "I can't tell you, or I would have to kill you." he immediately closes his mouth, regretting his words, but when you start to laugh, he huffs with relief.
"I'll be careful not to go inside without you then." you answer and start to walk around the store, the shadow of a smile on your face. "Your shop is really beautiful, you know?" he nods, even though you can't see him. "I worked hard to get there." you hum, you supect that it did not happen overnight. "I thought you would come sooner."
"Oh, flower boy!" you coo, and you turn on your heels to observe him from where you are standing. "Did you miss me? It is absolutely adorable, but don't worry, we are not going to part for a while. You will not have time to miss me, I promise." Renjun smiles thinly, but he doesn't know if he should be happy or not.
"No," he mumbles, but you can see the way his cheeks are turning red, and it's adorable, you hate how weak he makes you by doing nothing but by being himself. "but I could have started growing some of the plants you need if you had come sooner." you tilt your head to thes ide and you shrug. "We needed a few more details before we came."
"But since you seem so eager to start working with us, here is the list of what we need." you put a notebook on the counter, and Renjun takes it t oread the list of flowers and plants. The list is much longer than he had thought, he his eyes widen as he nears the end. "Do you really need all of this? It's huge, and it's going to take me a while!"
"That's why you don't have a deadline to get us all the plants." you explain in a slow voice, and when the door opens, you push yourself aside to let the customer speak with Renjun. You take advantage that he is busy to go through the door he came out of when you arrived, and you are surprised to only see a storeroom, but when you take a step forward, you notice another door.
"Oh flower boy, you are hiding a lot of things." you say when you enter the second room. Lots of plants and flowers are growing, some are examined through a microscope, and tons of books and scientific journals pile up on a desk that looks ready to break. Some flowers smell divine, other smell like death.
A plant seems to be singing on your left side, and the sound if so sweet and beautiful that you have no choice but approach it. The leaves are purple and you had no idea that plants could be so beautiful, and when you move your hand to touch a leaf, a vine wraps around your forearm. "Do not touch it. It will kill you in a matter of seconds."
"Is that a poisonous plant?" you ask, and he answers. "Yes, one of the most poisonous I have." you frown when the vine disappears from around your arm, the contact was not unpleasant. "As poisonous as love." you whisper.
Before Renjun can say anything, you speak again. "Shall we get started?" Renjun is taken aback, he was expecting to be given a few more days to plan everything. "I need some more stuff, for the plants I don't have." you hum, rubbing your arm where the vine was. "Make a list, flowers boy, of everything you need, and we will make sure to give you everything." oh, that's nice, he thinks.
"Some of the plants you need are really interesting, do you reckon I could keep what is left when you are done? I would love to look more into them." Renjun asks and you nod. "If you are still alive by the time we are done, of course, the plan will be yours to study and use." the sentence doesn't settle well with Renjun who suddenly feels extremely cold despite the warmth of the room.
When you leave the flower store, it is with a list in hand, and a lot of work to do before actually getting started.
"Oh my god, Renjun, you look terrible!"
Renjun squirms behind the counter when you cross the store to join him, dropping what you came to give him in the first place, putting your hands on his cheeks. His lower lip is swollen, red and split in half, he has a black eye starting, and a bruise is forming on his jaw. "What happened?" you ask, and your worry makes his heart beat a little faster.
"I had a surprise visit last night when I left the store." you frown. "What do you mean?" it's worrying, you can't say otherwise. "Are you in pain anywhere else?" you ask, tilting your head, and when he points his wrist which has a very ugly dark color, you put your hand on it, and as with his shoulder, the pain subsides, and the bruise becomes almost nonexistent. "A villain I took care of last month found me."
"See, being a vigilante is good on one hand, because you take care of the dirty work, but on the other hand, you take risks when you can't get the villains arrested." you comment, more to yourself than to Renjun, but nonetheless, he nods. He agrees with you, but to be perfectly honest, he would agree with anything you say to him.
"You have to believe that I won't be able to leave you alone anymore." you laugh, and he shrugs. "I think it's safer for me if you are there." oh, plus he is flattering you. "You are adorable flower boy, I hope you know that."
"I guess I am."
The next month insteresting, to say the least.
Renjun is constantly in the back room, trying to grow the requested plants, and taking care of his own flowers. And when he is not tearing his hair out when one of the plants dies before its ripe enough to be used, he is in the store, serving customers. But no matter what he does, he is never alone. No, you are always by his side, making sure no one mes with him. And he gets used to it. He doesn't jump anymore when you appear out of nowhere in his shop in the early morning hours.
Sometimes you even accompany him to his apartment, and you stay until late at night after cooking and chattong for hours about anything and everything. And honestly, the more he spends time with you, the less he can assimilate you to a villain, because you are not. You are kind, attentive, but he knows that if something were to go wrong, you would not be as nice anymore.
He took the time to learn a little more about your healing quirk, and he also showed you the used of his vines. Most fascinating to you was the moment he pulles vines out of his hair, and he knows he will never forget the way you smile at him then. And he certainly will not forget how his heart started pounding in his chest when you smiled.
He knows he shouldn't feel anything for you, but he can't help it.
Unfortunately, he does not know if what he is feeling is love, or just the urge to receive more compliments for what he is doing, and that he is going to help them change the world. You make him feel all type of things.
This morning, when you walk into the store, you look in a good mood, he notices the second his gaze lands on you. And although the customers have been quite rude since he opened, he instantly feels better. "Renjun, I have some good news for you!" you exclaim, and a weight falls on his stomach. He has been dreading this day since he started working with you. Well, with them to be precise.
"We tried the plants extract you brought us last night, and it worked! You did it!" Yes, this is what he really didn't want to hear but he smiles anyway, because yes, he managed to do something he was not sure he could do. It took very long weeks, crying spells and intense frustration, but he succeeded. "Oh, it's cool!"
"You don't look very happy, why is that?" you ask, and you pout. You thught that after having worked so hard he would be happy with the result, but he looks more disappointed than anything else. "I am, I am very glad you did." you sigh. "So why are you looking so sad?" it's going to be embarrassing, he thinks, lowering his head. "I liked it when you were there, even when you dropped the flowers, but now it's over."
You coo loudly and you take a step forward to gently cup his cheeks. "Look at me, flower boy." he hesitates, but he does so after a moment. "What you did for us is incredible, Renjun, and we will be forever grateful for everything. It is not the end except if you want it to be. Do you want it to be the end of this, of us?" he shakes his head with a certain vigor and you chuckle. "Then it won't be the end. Could I kiss you?" it is sudden for Renjun, but he nods nonetheless.
You lean in, and you press your lips against his for a short, but sweet kiss. And Renjun is so busy trying to control his thoughts, and his heart rate, that he does not kiss back at first, but then he does, and you smile. "Would you," you say after breaking the kiss, lips grazing over Renjun's. "would you like to see it being used for the first time on an actual hero?"
"What do you mean being used on an actual hero? How did you know it was working then?" he asks, taking a step back and you heave a long sigh. "We have our ways to test products, flower boy. We couldn't take the risk being caught before we were sure the product was perfect." you answer simply and he frowns. "I don't like that."
"I'm not asking you to like it, Renjun. You agreed to help us, you should have known about the consequences. We had to test the product out, and you are lucky we did not use it on you!" you exclaim, a little more sternly this time. "We could have done it, Renjun, some of the bous asked for you to be used as the guinea pig, but we didn't, because we understood how well you worked, and how easy you obeyed, never disagreeing with anything we asked for. You became one of us."
"One of you?" he asks in a small voice, and you nod. He knows he should feel any kind of pride, but he does, and it feels amazing even though he still has mixed feelings about the use of the products on non-heroes. "Yes, one of us, Renjun. If you do not want to assis to the first official use, you can, that will not change how we feel about you. But if you start doubting us, or to be offended by our way of doing things, then we are going to have a problem."
Renjun hums softly and he finally looks up. He looks more determined this time, and it warmth your heart a little bit. "Alright, I'm in." that simple sentence is enough to make you break into a bright smile, and Renjun can't help but smile too. "We are doing this at night, we'll come fetch you here, alright?" he nods, and as fast as you came, you leave. He is always surprised how easy it is for you to just disappear.
When midnight strikes, Renjun is waiting in front of the store when he catches movements in the corner of his eyes. "Let's go, flower boy!" he jumps when he hears you right behind him. How did you do that, he wonders, he did not hear anything before that. "You okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost." Johnny asks and he shakes his head. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
You take his hand in yours, gently squeezing it before walking away from the store. They are not walking too far, just enough for the store to not be affect by what is about to happen. "So, do you already have a target?" he asks in a small voice, scared that being heard would make him the actual target. "We do, and he is right here." you show him a man, a hero whose flame are surrounding his body.
"Ember?" he asks, dumbounded.
"Yes, he is the worst of all the heroes." Johnny answers before you can, and yes, he kind of agree. "He thinks the streets are his, and will chastise any hero stepping in front of him to save a citizen." Johnny adds. "Stay here with me." you say when he tries to follow the others. "My quirk is not good for fighting, and we wouldn't want anything to happen to you as well, as I can't use my quirk on you a third time."
"Why?" you like to hear so much curiosity in his voice. "Because you would die. Regenerating your cells take a lot of your energy, and it can only be used to many times on someone who is not properly trained." he hums, but before he can answer, he hears loud voices.
Johnny threw himself on Ember, and started to fight him, which cause the hero to fight back. The fight is long, and prety hurtful for both parties, but in the end, they succeed on pulling Ember into an alleyway, away from the citizens's eyes. "Come on." you walk into the alleyway and you smile when you see Ember trying to free himself from the restraints.
"Could you maybe use some of your vines to maintain him to the ground?" you ask sweetly, and Renjun can't say no, he is too weak for that. A few vines appear from the ground, and wrap around his wrists and ankles. "Thank you!" Johnny says when he can finally let go of the hero, but he doesn't stay far away from him, just in case something goes wrong.
From your bag, you take out a syringe filled with green liquid. The result of so many plants and flowers being used. You crouch down next to the hero, where you can have the best access to his neck and you pierce through the skin with the thick and long needle. "What the fuck are you doing?" Ember yells. "Preserving the world from people like you." you answer before injecting the product.
What you were not expecting was from Ember's flames to take on intensity and dangerously lick the skin of your arm and you hiss at the sudden burn. You fall to the ground and put your arm away from his reach. "Fuck! That was not supposed to happen!"
Everyone's eyes are on the hero who they think is stronger than the product, but after a couple of minutes, his flames start to disappear until the alleway he nothing but dark, and smelling like ember. "What have you done to me?" Ember grunts when he can't use his quirk to get rid of his assailants. "I told you, we are preserving the world from people like you."
You brush your fingers against his cheek with a soft smile. "This is for the greater good, isn't that what you always wanted?" then you stand up, and the pain in your arm almost make you fall back, but Renjun is quick to catch you. "Eh, easy. Can you heal yourself?" he asks in a low voice and you nod. "Yes, but later."
You wish you could celebrate this small victory, but you have to heal yourself before it is too late for your cells to regenerate. So you let the boys take care of Ember and Renjun lead you back to the flower shop, and once you are inside, in safety, you drop to the ground. "That's going to hurt." you mumble more to yourself than to Renjun and you put your other hand on the wound, and yes, it does hurt but you bite your lower lip to muffle a scream.
Renjun looks absolutely panicked on the side, unable to do anything to help you. "It's fine, Renjun." you whisper when he starts to pace around the store. "I'm fine." and you are fine, it does not hurt as much anymore, just a small tingle. "Are you sure?" you nod as he helps you back on your feet. "Yes, I promise."
"Thank you for helping us back there." you kiss him softly on the lips, and he smiles. He does not know if his heart ever missed so many beats like this before he met you. But he doubts it, you are the first person to make him feel like that. Like what? He doesn't know.
Love? Power? He wishes he could answer.
"Would you like to spend the night at my place?" you asl sheepishly and Renjun's cheeks flush furiously. "I would like that." if you came here, and even at his apartment, he never went to your place. Maybe because he already went there, he realizes, when you stop in front of the door where he had to meet you for the very first meeting.
"You live here with the others?" he asks as he follows you through the long hallway and you nod. "Yes, it is easier to keep track of everyone and to make sure we are all safe." this is sweet, he thinks, they are actually a family. A weird one, but still a family.
You stop in the living room, and it looks way more comfortable without all of your friends there, looking at him like he is ready to run away and scream to the world that they are about to stop the heroes from existing in the city.
"I wanted to thank you Renjun, for everything you have done for us. For me." you start, and he cocks his head to the side, burrying his hands in the pockets of his pants. "You did way more than what was expected, so you deserve our eternal gratitude. Mine." he is about to answer but instead, you kiss him, yet again, and it feels like the first time.
He kisses you back, one hand wandering on your waist, and he doesn't hear the door open. He doesn't even notice that someone has stopped behind him, but when a hand lands on his shoulder, and lips that are not yours come up to his ear, he tenses out, and his eyes close when words are spoken without him being able to fully understand them. "Thank you for everything, flower boy, and I'm sorry for that." you say.
When Renjun opens his eyes, he is alone in the shop. He frowns when he notices that the front door is ajar and that the sun is rising. Didn't he close it when he arrived this morning? It's possible, he thinks. Wait, why is he here so early in the morning? Did he spends the night here? He can't remember.
When he looks around, he feels like something is different. Not in the shop, but inside of him. It feels like something is missing, but he doesn't know what.
The answer is simple, but he'll never find it.
You.
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renjun i know you can see ghosts, but will you be my boo? 👻
renjun: donghyuck says that all the time haha
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Locked and Reloaded [Masterlist]
Marvel AU / Vigilante AU
Genre: Action, Light Comedy
Pairing: NCT Dream x Reader
Summary: Byun (Y/N) is one of the smartest minds in the world, and when combined with a trigger-happy personality and a need to survive, this is sometimes a threatening combo. Luckily, she has seven other boys to serve as both her impulse control and her vigilante team, but when S.H.I.E.L.D. commissions her to build a Dimensional Traveler, a lot of their dynamic is suddenly subject to question.
Y/N Pronouns: Female (She/Her)
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[Ao3 Link] | [Wattpad Link]
Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in or condone these actions. I would never wish any of these actions to occur to the Idol(s) mentioned in the writings of these stories, nor do I wish any harm on them. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.
Last Updated: 12 June 2021
Status: Hiatus
Chapters
Teaser 1 | {TW: None}
Teaser 2 | {TW: Guns, Death}
Character Profiles Pt. 1 | {TW: Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Neglect, Mentions of Guns, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Crime, Mentions of Running Away} (Includes: Mark, Jeno, Rejun, Jaemin, Haechan, Chenle, Jisung, and (Y/N))
Character Profiles Pt. 2 | {TW: Mentions of Guns, Mentions of Blades, Mentions of Light Violence} (Includes: Sungchan and Shotaro)
Character Profiles Pt. 3 | {TW: None}
Chapter 1 | {TW: Language, Drinking, Violence, Guns, Death, Blood, Mentions of Human Trafficking}
Chapter 2 | {TW: Language, Violence, Guns, Mentions of Death, Blood}
Chapter 3 | {TW: Language, Graphic Violence, Graphic Depictions of Blood, Light Torture}
Chapter 4 | {TW: Language, Graphic Violence, Gun Violence}
Chapter 5 | {TW: Language, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Blood, Gun Violence, Implied Abusive Household}
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The Neo City Times
Summary: The Neo City Times is a horribly underfunded newspaper agency that is based above a 7-Eleven and sports six employees, three reporters, two editors, and a bureau chief. With their company slowly going bankrupt, they decide to set their sights on the, at the time, unknown group that referred tp themselves as the Maverick. Taking gambles was always apart of the business, and this news agency wanted to be the ones first on the trail of what they predicted to be the next big thing.
Status: Incomplete
Issue 1: The Maverick: Friend or Foe?! A New Group Rises to Power, and the Government Doesn’t Know How to React! | Following a dispute between the Underground and their clients in West Lovecraft, unlikely heroes appear.
Issue 2: The Three Factions of the Military and How They Work: Which Should You Join? | With tensions between the Seraph and the Monarchy growing, a new mandate stating that everyone of the age 21 who is either unemployed or not partaking in schooling must enlist in either the Order of War, the Order of Magic, or the Order of Justice
AMMs (Filled with Spoilers and in Order Received)
Jaemin | ‘No. Just... HOW TF YOU GONNA GO THE THE LIBRARY AND THEN PROCEED TO BE BLIND... BITCH, A LIBRARY WHERE YOU READ 🥸’
Renjun | ‘I lied... I like you too but IK your bitch ass don't like me 🙄’
Haechan | ‘Stop it 🤚🏾 being a Gemini is not a fking personality trait. You're just annoying too.’
Jisung | ‘You're the ONLY one I like... you and Chenle.’
Chenle | ‘You're the ONLY one I like... you and Chenle.’
Jeno | ‘You're a little bitch yk rhat? You're annoying and overprotective. And so what if YN gets killed, her life her choice 😀’
(Y/N) | ‘Idk if I can do this but TSTL, Prominence, LR, Zem etc YNS... out of all YNs, which one do you think you'll click with the most 😩😩’
(Y/N) | ‘its your brother not knowing your alive for me. Don't you think Taemin would know tho? Considering that you said he knows a lot about an individual if he wanted to.’
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Mae but make it superhero au
Okay so I wasn’t going to be making this type of au
But then spidermark happened during the nct 127 sitcom and here we are
so mae’s superpower is that she’s like a fairy, pretty wings that she can retract on her own wings and the ability to control wildlife
her hero name is flora bc of the plants and yes also for the winx fairy
she has has good observation skills, so its easier for her pick out whoever seems to be hiding something
her best friend getting better reflexes and strength the same time spiderman made his debut? yeah it didnt take long for her to connect the dots
mae is definitely the “hidden in plain sight” type of hero
like someone asks if she’s a superhero she’ll immediately say yes without denying it
its like
she agrees with it so casually that people won’t believe her
someone: are you a superhero?
Mae: hell yeah i am im such a badass
she pretends to be her alter ego’s “biggest fan” so they think its just an elaborate joke
she has merch of her hero gear as a joke and also to fuel her ego bc she has merch!!!!
she didn’t want to be a part of a big hero agency and stay a vigilante under everyone’s radar, but NCT has a different plan
mae was watching over the city when she saw a couple of her friends getting mugged by ppl in masks, so naturally she moved their way
only for spidermark to tie her up and bring her to the roof to remove her mask in front of nct
yeaaaaaaah she didn’t talk to mark after a while bc of that
now nct is just this team of superheroes that know what theyre doing most of the time
its like the avengers but taeyong is the rich leader and johnny is the somewhat equivalent of captain america but like not old
and mr super strength jaehyun doesn’t hulk out
scratch that maybe it’s like class 1a from bnha but older
think of 127, dream and wayv as different units for nct in this au so she still works with 127 and dream
she’s considered one of the support heroes on the team, preferring to get citizens away from the line of danger instead of fighting enemies up close
the other reason is that the last time she fought a really strong enemy, her wing got hurt and she always fell
the injury couldve gotten worse if taeil didn’t catch her
so now she just helps citizens and tends to the injured with herbs she grew from the ground
“All done.” Mae said softly, securing the bandage on the kid in front of her. The kid had fallen and sprained his ankle running away from one of the villains. Luckily, Mae had gotten there in time and swooped him away, moving him away from all the chaos.
“Thank you so much Flora!” The kid said smiling, eyes sparkling at the sight of her. Mae could never get used to the fact that some people thought so highly of her. Then again, it was “Flora” and not Mae.
“All in a day’s work kiddo.” She said, ruffling his hair. A woman’s voice from behind her got her attention. Turning around, Mae saw a woman, who she assumed was the kid’s mother, quickly running towards the kid, before hugging him tightly.
Mae smiled softly at the sight. She was always glad to see people get reunited whenever a crisis like this appeared. She knew what it was like to lose someone, so she always did her best to make sure it doesn’t happen to anyone else.
“Hey Flora we need some assistance over here.” Renjun said, using telepathy to relay his message her way.
“I’m on my way!”
As she got ready to fly away, she felt arms wrap around her waist. Freezing in her spot, she turned to see the little boy from before holding her tightly.
“Thank you for being my hero!” He said, grinning up back at her. Mae grinned back at him, hugging back before letting go.
“All to keep you safe!”
And with that, Mae flew away.
#24th member of nct#nct 24th member#nct female oc#nct female addition#nct au#nct 127 female addition#nct 127 female member#nct dream female member#nct dream female addition#kpop female addition#nct addition
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Could you name a few of your fav fics you've found on your fic rec? Or like make a list for the 00' line members pretty pls? I would appreciate it so much that way I'd have a go to ^_^
i have an mlist on @cocoa-minho if you wanna search individually for each member, but i’ll try to make a list here too. i’m def gonna forget a bunch tho bc im an idiot but here are the one’s that i can think of rn! also every author on here has so many more amazing works than what i included so please go binge read their entire masterlists thx xx
idk what genre you’re going for so there’s a mix of everything
00 line:
@choco-mark’s a marriage of inconvenience, quarantine diaries, and you are me and everything she’s ever written um
@choerrypuffs master of all elements (it’s based off of avatar and lit i’ve reread each part at least 5 times)
the differences series, no nut november, and dick down december by @jenonctcity
k-12 series (rly rly soft and sweet and also hot and just absolutely amazing. makes me yearn for a boyfriend like nothing else) @hon3yboy
VIGILANTE/S @mistymark ITS INSANELY AMAZING, THE STORY BUILDING AND CHARACTER INTERACTIONS ARE EVERYTHING, IT’S JUST SO SO SO GOOD, I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH JUST HOW FUCKING GOOD THIS IS PLS READ THIS
the lovers (nomin) @gentledreaming and everything else she’s written
00′ line series (hot and kills me everytime i read it) + ephemeral (titanic au and also kills me everytime i read it, but esp bc the way it just absolutely fits into that era is amazing) @jaeminsxhoe
renjun:
give in (vampire au w rly rly good character development and story building!!!!) @neostains
dust and snow (SO FUCKING GOOD but also rly sad uhhhh i may have cried for like 15 min after reading it but it’s a good pain) @valentinesicheng
quiet down (no words no thoughts head empty just renjun no but this is rly hot and the flow of it was amazing) @ncttrinities
jeno:
movie night (super soft and cute) @imjustuhhvibing
underscore (super super hot but also super funny and sweet) @jenomark
not like this (is soul crushing too extreme?? maybe. but it’s worth it) @gentledreaming
midnight moon (SIREN AU AND ITS AMAZING AND MAYBE ITS THE CUTEST AND BEST THING EVER??? BUT ITS SO SO SO FUCKING GOOD) @jaeminhours
donghyuck:
honey series (ENEMIES TO LOVERS SO ITS OBV ROUGH AND AGGRESSIVE BUT ALSO SO SOFT AND SWEET AND HOT ?? IDK BUT I LOVE THE DYNAMIC) @hon3yboy
curiosity killed the cat (IDK WHAT TO SAY ABT THIS BUT THE DYNAMICS ARE INSANE I LOVE IT!!!!!) @werejusttouchingeachother
only you (one of the softest things i’ve ever read it had me smiling at me screen bc of how endearing hyuck was) @dimplyjae
jaemin:
think of you (social media au, the characters are amazing, somehow has me on the edge of my seat in anticipation to see what happens next but also snorting bc it’s rly funny, so much emotion thru just texts) @jaemallow
gravity (uhhhh i got way too invested in this story and the yearning. the pining. just ughhhhhhhh okay pls read and you’ll know what i’m talking about. insanely hot w a lot of emotions) @junguws
bluelight (THE WAY THIS HAS ME SOBBING EVERYTIME I READ IT??? IT’S LIKE A PUNCH TO THE THROAT BUT IN A GOOD WAY??? ) @lumarkle
starcrossed (refreshing and unique take on the soulmate au, one of the most unique ways i’ve seen jaemin written) @gemihyuck
yangyang:
theres not enough yangyang content so i only have one rec but it’s a rly good one!
take a break (rly fun giggly sex, absolutely adore it) @freakynct
ALSO NOT NECESSARILY 00 LINE BUT IM NEVER GONNA SHUT UP ABOUT QUARANTINE CHRONICLES BY @domjaehyun IT’S ONE OF THE BEST THINGS IVE EVER READ PLSPLSPLS GO GIVE IT LOVE IT KILLED ME THEN BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE
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all of your wips sound soooo interesting mia- the emperor's new clothes, before sunrise, stupid cupid, you (and other things that shine) i have bad memory I can't remember the rest of the names and if I mess up please forgive me ALL OF THEM!!! the adventures of spiderman mark!! renjun the conspiracy theorist sfgjfsdkjshsh who might the insect villain be hmm reverse heist au with renjun !!! do you still need another person gssjsjskshsj aaand would you like to tell us more about a good song never dies? haechan murder mystery noir aaahhhhhhhhh (it's so hard to choose one to ask about when all of them are intriguing but haechan cuz ily- ok fine it's cuz murdermystery- but also you ♡)
i cannot thank you enough OMFG this makes me feel a tad more hopeful 💖
and GSAHHSJAHSJA it’s okay you didn’t mess up any of the titles!!!! lol although i do admit some of them are chonky asf 😷
the insect villian will (hopefully) remain a surprise till the end >:D it’s tough for you to guess because you don’t know of them yet hehhhh but i will tell you this much - they have the characteristics of a bee? bees and spiders apparently don’t get along well KSKSKS
and if you would be willing, i’d love to have you as one of my OCs!!! thank you so much hsjahsjhsj (maybe in A Good Song Never Dies? we can figure it out in the DMs😙)
A Good Song Never Dies - this originally started (in the depths of my seed brain) as a jaehyun + nct127 fic, buttttt here we are!! i really don’t have much figured out except for the main theme[?] of the fic - which is that an (anonymous) vigilante radio podcast starts digging into the mysterious disappearance/murder of [redacted]. the whole story unravels as more episodes air each week.
#i might disintegrate by the time i finish this fic 🤣👍#thank you for sending an ask <33333#asks#vivi 🍒#wips
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