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[ tw: slight mentions of violence and blood, alcohol ]

sunggyu’s house has become a safe space for yebin. she’s gotten used to going there after a stressful battle, to letting his wife patch up her wounds and make her food, which yebin can’t decline but doesn’t really have the appetite to stomach.

she’s long since given up on even picking at her noodles, the thought of the monster’s screams as she shot it twisting her stomach unpleasantly. she looks up when sunggyu sits next to her, and her chair is already turned to face him, leftover from when she was sitting allowing his wife to treat the new gash on her right arm. he’s in his wife’s vacated seat -- she went to put the kid to bed a while ago -- and he reaches out to set a hand on yebin’s knee.

“how are you doing? you still look really pale, you know. you lost a lot of blood before, didn’t you?”

yebin only shrugs, looking away from him at her abandoned, untouched plate of food. she hears sunggyu sigh a bit, then turns back when he stands up. she watches him move into the kitchen, and within two minutes he’s returning, a glass in one hand and bottle of beer in the other. he sets the glass on the table in front of yebin, then takes a sip from the bottle as he sits back down.

“i can’t in good conscience give you alcohol, but you probably need water more anyway. drink up, i’ll tell you about the time i got a scar like what you just got.”

glad that he doesn’t seem to expect her to talk ( yebin doesn’t trust her voice, doesn’t even know if she still has it after the loud chaos of the battle and her own screams when the dying monster lashed out and wounded her ), she picks up the glass and starts drinking, managing to down half the cold water before she sets it down.

sunggyu has removed his jacket and rolled up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal his left shoulder, where there’s a huge scar that spans from just above his elbow to the top of his shoulder, and clearly extends under his shirt and onto his back. what’s more is that instead of the skin being pale white and smooth like most scars, it’s darker than his other skin, and seems to have a rough texture.

automatically, yebin reaches out to touch it, and sunggyu only shifts slightly to allow her better access as she runs her fingertips over the rough skin, her eyes wide and her mouth open. “we were against a fire user,” sunggyu says, and yebin looks over to his face before focusing back on the movement of her own fingers over the scar. “nasty card. outnumbered and desperate to get away, he hit me with flames while i was looking away, giving orders. taking down the leader distracted the team enough that he was able to get away, but we caught him later.”

yebin finally leans back, her gaze traveling down sunggyu’s arm to his hand, then back up to spot several scars littering his neck as well. some of them look like they’re from the same burn, while others could be anything.

she looks down at her own hands ( they’re clean, but she can still see the blood, can still imagine it staining her skin ) and wonders when, exactly, her body became like that as well: a map of memories, a collection of battles and a record of her own sacrifices for her duty as a hero.

she wonders how much farther she’ll be able to go before she’s nothing but a conglomeration of scars, until she won’t even be able to see herself under them.

#ccgyu #;drabble

poem

first timeline.

rena doesn’t know the hero on the ground in front of her, but she knows that he can still be saved. his injuries aren’t as bad as they could be, and though he’s passed out – either from pain or blood loss, she can’t tell – as long as she works quickly and prevents infection he should survive.

she’s just glad they made it to high ground before he passed out on her. she probably wouldn’t have been able to get him up here when dragging him as dead weight, and she’s left enough people behind already since the world went to shit. she’s glad that at least she should be able to save him, whoever he is.

( a part of her still wonders if it’s even worth saving him. what’s the point of surviving in this terrible world anymore? but she ignores those thoughts, acting against them because she refuses to lose hope. she’s a hero for a reason, after all. )

when the wound in his stomach is finally wrapped and no longer bleeding, rena sits back, unable to see any more visible injuries. satisfied for now, she allows herself to breathe, looking out over the burning valley they’d just escaped, leaving behind a group of the hanged man’s monsters. she can hear their screams as they burn in the fires they set. in the fires that nearly trapped them both.

words come into her mind, from another time, another world. she says them aloud, even though she knows the boy is still unconscious, even though she knows there’s no one left to hear her.

“some say the world will end in fire,some say ice.from what i’ve tasted of desire,i hold with those who favor fire.”

in front of her, the boy speaks, his voice barely more than a whisper, but just audible to rena, who jumps at the sound.

“but if it had to perish twice,i think i know enough of hateto know that for destruction iceis also greatand would suffice.”

they sit together, two strangers whose only knowledge of the other is that they’re both heroes, both part of the last line of defense for a world that’s already dead. maybe they should have given up already. maybe they should have just let themselves die with the monsters down there – it’s not like there’s much left to live for.

but if they’re the last sparks of hope in an increasingly dark world, then that’s enough reason to hold on. that’s enough reason to survive.

#[ thanks for giving me an excuse to write first timeline #also obviously that's fire and ice by robert frost ]#;drabble #ccjimin

sketching — write your character drawing mine or vice versa

“thanks for letting me draw you!” yebin says, settling down with a piece of charcoal in her hand and a pad of paper in her lap.

“no problem,” jihyo responds. “it’s not like i’m doing much.” and it’s true – yebin just needs to draw her in a candid pose, so jihyo can just sit and work on her other homework while yebin sketches her for her art class.

quiet music plays from yebin’s bluetooth speaker on her bedside table as they both work, and the sounds of jihyo turning a page of her notes and yebin’s charcoal scratching over the paper combine with the music. normally yebin would sing along under her breath, but her focus is entirely consumed by what she’s doing, so she can barely even hear the music.

an hour passes like this, until yebin finally tosses her pad away and stretches back, her head falling back against her wall. “okay, i can’t work on it anymore. i’ll go crazy. you can look if you want, but it probably isn’t any good,” she says, picking up the pad only to toss it more in jihyo’s direction.

the other picks it up and examines the picture, which is a profile view of jihyo. her face lacks detail, but her form is clearly leaning back against a wall with her knees pulled up as jihyo’s had been, an open notebook leaning against her legs and a pen in her hand. on the opposite side of her face, it’s clear where yebin tried to capture how jihyo’s long hair fell mostly on her left side, since the right side was tucked behind her ear. “it looks really good! it’s really cool that you drew my position so well – i didn’t think of how hard it might be to draw, honestly.”

three days later, yebin runs up to jihyo in the school hallway, gripping the graded piece in her hands and bouncing on the balls of her feet. “my teacher loved it! i got a perfect score! thank you so much, jihyo!”

#[ awkward ending but WHATEVER #also hi im back!! ]#jihyocc #;drabble

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—* worst foot forward

@ccjiho

yebin grunts as she lands, skidding backwards and having to place one hand on the ground to steady herself. that last attack from the monster was powerful, and she stumbles slightly as she gets up, shaking any lingering tension from her right ankle as she jumps back into the fray, shouting to her partner.

“you know, something tells me this isn’t going well!” she exclaims as she has to dodge another ball of hot energy the monster throws her way, wincing as she hears it scorch the side of a building behind her. across the street, jiho is dealing with a similar onslaught. the monster seems to have no limit to its magical energy, at least compared to their own meager stores.

looking around for a new angle, yebin holsters her pistols before taking a running start and leaping up, managing to grab the horizontal section of a streetlight with both hands. she swings herself up and finds her balance, then pulls out her pistols again.

she only gets a couple shots off at the monster before the thing -- which looks like an oversized purple bear with scales instead of fur -- literally grabs jiho from the ground and throws her in yebin’s direction. with barely a second’s notice, yebin can only just get the safety back on her guns before jiho slams into her, sending them both falling the several meters to the ground.

they land hard in a tangle of limbs, and yebin’s vision is spinning as she tries to sit up. she can’t manage it -- too locked up with jiho on the ground with too much pain radiating through her from hitting the ground so hard. her body is, thankfully, a bit sturdier as a hero than it was as a human, but that was still a rough fall. by the time her vision comes into focus, she realizes that the monster is nowhere to be seen, and they’re still a pathetic pile of bodies on the pavement.

she lets her head fall back to the pavement with a groan and almost wishes that the fall had knocked her out. at least then she’d get some sleep.

#ccjiho #p * jiho #p * worstfootforward #cc:mail #cc * event #* starter

**ooc: outfit change!

so since i joined i’ve felt like the hero outfit i originally came up with for yebin ( a sort of glowy jumpsuit thing ) wasn’t quite right. i talked with the admod team and have decided to change her transformation and outfit, and i’ll write it under the cut! this is just a general update and it won’t change much about her threads, but it’s for record purposes for me and for the main!

#[ i cant believe i wrote three full paragraphs of transformation description ]#* headcanon #* ooc

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spreading positivity, one loving order at a time; or, a delivery for @renaxcc.

in perhaps predictable fashion, the simplest orders of the day are what jinye enjoys taking care of the most. there’s a special sort of sweetness she associates with these basic requests; the lack of context makes it all too easy for her to fill in the blank with pure motives. jinye’s come to imagine thank-yous and i-love-yous accompanying each bouquet she prepares without a note, expressed either when the customer presents the flowers, or when pressed about the unexpected delivery. the scenarios only remind her to treat each flower she handles with the utmost care; though, with her devotion to the business, that’s never a real problem.

she’s in for a treat today. among her orders is a bouquet from father to daughter, to be delivered at the girl’s school. jinye should catch her as she’s leaving, if the scheduled time is any indication. the choice of flowers are straightforward—yellow and pink roses, accented with baby’s breath—but that just gives jinye more time to anticipate the reaction she won’t even get to see. she hums a light melody to herself, taking her time in wrapping the bouquet so she can humor herself and picture a grateful hug while she tapes the white paper in place. a glance at the time has her smile with relief. “ahead of schedule. of course.”

jinye winds up waiting slightly apart of the stream of students leaving school. she mutters the name of the man’s daughter to herself a couple times, recognition stirring in the back of her mind. it takes a few minutes for her to realize she’s heard the name ‘yebin’ during training, but her face lights up when it hits her, keeping a smile plastered on her face as she continues to scan the exiting crowd. one arm shoots up to wave when she spots the girl, calling out a hasty, “hello, yebin!” even as she strides forward into the other’s path. “here: flowers, courtesy of your father. i hope you like them!”

renaxcc

once again, kang yebin is distracted. she’s absorbed in her phone as she leaves the school building, responding to a text from her mom promising she’d be home in time for dinner. in reality, she has no idea what time she’ll be home -- she got a message from one of her spiderlily captains earlier telling her she’s needed for a team exercise asap.

so she’s mostly moving on autopilot as she follows the stream of other students leaving the school, her galaxy-patterned backpack slung over one shoulder as she pulls up a map on her phone, trying to figure out the best way to get to the spot her captain specified.

the sound of her name has her looking up in shock and stopping completely, instantly feeling another person run into her back. she turns and laughs it off with them -- she knows them from her math class, after all, and tries to be friendly with everyone -- before turning back around and searching for the source of the call. she finds a familiar-looking girl waving at her, a bouquet of flowers in her arms. yebin makes her way over to her, a smile on her face. “oh my gosh,” she says, taking the offered bouquet and immediately smelling them. “from dad?”

yebin doesn’t get to see her father much. as a higher-up in a big company he spends a lot of time at work, and since a lot of yebin’s free time is taken up with hero duties anyway, they don’t get a lot of chances to spend time together. she presses the flowers to her nose and inhales their pretty scent, unable to stop smiling at this sweet, silent reminder from her father. i love you.

“you know aku, right?” she asks the girl suddenly, realizing that the reason she looks so familiar is because yebin may have seen her as a hero or around headquarters. the question is a safe one -- heroes will recognize it as a confirmation of their identity, while humans will just think it’s a misunderstanding about a mutual friend.

#ccjinye #p * jinye #p * flowers #[ dw about matching length unless you just want to!! ]

chxander-deactivated20180808

[ sunshine ` ]

[ streets of busan around 2:30pm w/ @renaxcc ]

he needed a hobby. it was a weird thought process to suddenly have, but he was bored. when he wasn’t at the dojo, he was watching tv or reading a book. he wasn’t starting to turn down invites to go out because his business was taking a lo of his time. it was funny since he didn’t work mornings. all of his classes were in the afternoon, but when he didn’t have to work, what was he supposed to do. ryuji was convinced he was headed down a dark path of working and going home. he couldn’t have that.

however, today his goal had been to find something to do. his goals were quickly shot done as he couldn’t find anything remotely interesting to do. a sigh left his lips as he settled into the bench he found. he decided maybe sitting around will spark some sort of inspiration.

so far, nothing. just sunshine.

renaxcc

yebin probably has too much on her plate. balancing heroing and school is honestly tough, because whenever she’s not in school, she’s needed as a hero. and whenever she has free time to train, she has homework to work on. it’s such a delicate balance that it’s far too easy for her to focus too much on one and not enough on the other -- and usually she pays more attention to heroing than she probably should. what can she say? it’s fun, and school isn’t. at least as a hero she feels like she’s actually doing something.

overall, though, her loaded schedule just leads to her being stressed and frazzled more often than a seventeen-year-old really should be. and when someone as clumsy as yebin is distracted, disaster is inevitable.

well, maybe not disaster. but she does end up tripping over the edge of a curb, her phone slipping out of her hand and landing face-up on the concrete of the sidewalk as she catches herself on her hands and knees. “ouch!” she exclaims, wincing as she feels a burning sensation on her palms and knees. “kang yebin, you idiot,” she mutters to herself, already shifting over so she can examine the bright red scrapes on her knees.

#ccxryuji #p * ryuji #p * sunshine

jisooxcc-deactivated20171010

(shadow)stalking

renaxcc

jisooxcc:

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The way she had her guns pointed at where he was standing moments ago made his instincts tell him to end her, stop her from hurting him or another card. But his mind, dulled from life as a human, reigned those instincts in. Morality was such a fickle thing, and in moments like this, he hated becoming assimilated to this way of life. “I killed them for a reason.” He gruffly spoke. Why is being reasonable so hard? “Don’t give me a reason to stop your heart as well. Put the guns down and we can talk like… humans would.”

yebin is shaking. she can’t stop herself, cursing silently as she feels her legs tremble under her. she focuses hard on keeping her hands steady -- she’s definitely not about to let this card see her guns shake like she isn’t a professional.

but she doesn’t feel like a professional, or even a hero. right now, facing this ruthless killer on her own, she feels like nothing more than a little kid playing dress up who’s in way over her head. she’s always viewed her hero work as something fun, as helping others and having fun with her friends on spiderlily while she did. she’s always seen it as a learning experience, as spiderlily teaches her how to strategize and be stronger. she’s never faced anything alone, never truly felt like her life was on the line.

she’s terrified.

when he produces a knife, it’s instinct to dodge. she ducks out of the way, her guns still trained at where he was standing. when she realizes he’s disappeared, she only has about half a second to be disoriented before he reappears in front of her, appearing quite literally out of thin air. her guns, still held tightly in each hand, are now pointed directly at his chest.

in less than a second, her mind races and comes to several conclusions: 1) he definitely used his power to move that quickly, but it didn’t appear to be super speed. 2) with the memory of how he killed the woman fresh in her mind, she realizes that he’s constantly appeared to lurk in the shadows, as if he’s actually using them to cloak his movement, or even allow him to teleport through them. and 3) he’s armed with knives, but he knows how to throw them.

the most important thing that her mind is now screaming at her, though: he’s using the shadows.

all she can think now is that she needs to stall him long enough to get some strong light. her suit produces some, and she can will it to be a bit brighter and light up the immediate few inches around her ( something she does immediately, barely a second after he materializes in front of her ), but that’s not nearly enough to get rid of all the darkness surrounding them.

an idea strikes her: the building to their right is an apartment building, with a motion-activated light at the opposite end of this alley, one that comes on when residents come out to take out their trash at night. yebin is suddenly fiercely grateful for the fact that this alley serves as a shortcut between her school and her favorite cat cafe, otherwise she never would have known that little fact.

with a bit of a plan in mind, she takes two quick steps back, replying to his words as she does. “you’re not a human, so why bother?” and with that she shoots one of her guns, aiming for his shoulder. then she drops to the ground, knowing that he surely dodged the shot, and she throws her second pistol across the alleyway, quickly moving to somersault away from where the card is surely very angry at her before she stands up and goes to sprint down the alley, the pistol landing and activating the bright automatic light right as she stands up.

#[ SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE #if it doesnt just message me!#also dw about matching unless you just want to! ]#jisooxcc #p * jisoo #p * shadowstalking

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you better knock!

@renaxcc

“you should go to the headquarters and train some,” aku said. “it’ll be fun!” he said.

he was right– he was so, so right… how it irked her so much. but the memory gets a little more amusing the more remi thought about it. she reminded herself to ask him if he was a hero too if she were to bump into him again… before taking a clear kick at a punching bag.

and another. and another. aaaannnd she’s kind of bored.

she’s already gained her set of endorphin after several days of fair productivity– she feels like a warm sunbeam! remi has decided that it was time for her to radiate some positiveness upon someone– also known as being a very good distraction. the hero headquarters wasn’t really a full house so it was pretty simple. the girl found another friendly face not too far from her and she walked over with a shameless but humorous stride.

“yebin, talk to me~”

renaxcc

yebin sits down on a bench outside the gym, leaning forward to put her head in her hands. she’s been a hero for several months now, and while she’s certainly more fit and in shape than she was when she started, she’s still not at all good at anything related to strength and endurance. she can’t even reliably do a pull up, for fuck’s sake.

she looks up after a moment, not wanting to be caught getting down on herself. she stares up at the ceiling, letting her mind wander a bit.

just as she starts considering exactly why ceiling tiles always have those weird black spots on them, she hears someone call her name. she blinks out of her reverie and turns to see remi practically strutting her way, and she laughs in shock. “get it, girl!” she calls, standing up to greet her friend with a hug. they’re both sweaty, but yebin hardly minds, only flicking her long hair over her shoulder as she pulls back.

“what’s up, rem? you sure seem happy today,” she grins, running a hand through her hair. “you sure you’ve been training?”

#ccremi #p * remi #p * youbetterknock

jisooxcc-deactivated20171010

(shadow)stalking

@renaxcc

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Two daggers hide in the depths of the shadows. Weapons that normally would shimmer in the darkest of nights now belong to the Assassin. Their shining blades now reduced to nothing but puffs of smoke that hide it from visibility. Hours pass and, like an unmoving statue, the Assassin waits in cold blood. Eyes scanning the same alley way for the slightest notion of movement. There are three rules to being the best of the best when it comes to hit and run killing. One, be patient. The fun can’t begin if you don’t wait. Prey never realize their folly until it’s too late. Why waste energy looking for them when you know they will come to you?

Rule two, don’t hesitate. What was once a critical gaze slowly twisted into a sadistic smirk. The sound of footsteps echo through the narrow passageway. Just like his contractor had said. It was always easier when he didn’t have to search for them and even better when they walked towards their own demise. No hope is left for the poor soul. He steps out of the shadows, his human form fully materializing. Just as quickly as his target saw him, a knife was put straight into the victims heart. Fear was barely able to register before the Assassin kicked the soulless human to the ground, pulling his blade out in the process. He crouched down, hovering over the body. There was nothing of value besides the victim’s wallet, and even then it was a possibility that it was useless.

The third and final rule was only for the sloppy who couldn’t flawlessly complete a task. Tonight was one of those nights. Rule three: leave no survivors, and his instincts told him someone was here, watching him. He tilted his head. A normal human wouldn’t have stayed quiet this entire time, and it definitely was not a card amongst the shadowy alley. He sheathed his weapons. He wouldn’t kill this one right away. Sometimes, it was much more exhilarating to play with his prey.

“Who is there?” His voice, cold and to the point, cuts through the silence just as easily as he cut down the man below him. “You weren’t on my list. I mean no harm to you.” … yet.

renaxcc

yebin isn’t on patrol tonight. she doesn’t have anything going on with spiderlily tonight, and was actually glad to be off duty so she could get some homework done. (or, more likely, spend four hours playing dream daddy before passing out, but she can at least pretend she’ll spend her one free night being productive.) however, when she’s walking home and spots a woman heading down a strange alleyway, some sort of instinctual tug in her gut tells her to check it out.

she doesn’t really want to. she recognizes that as what she mentally calls her internal bat signal, so she knows it means that if her gut instinct is right, this is hero business. she calls her transformation, whispering a quiet “star power” to herself to trigger it on the otherwise empty late-night street. her pistols appear in her hands and she slinks into the shadows, willing the neon blue highlighting her outfit to be as muted as possible so she doesn’t stand out in the darkness.

when she watches a man appear out of nowhere and stab the poor woman right in the heart, it’s only yebin’s own fear that keeps her from gasping aloud in shock. she stays quiet, watching as the stranger -- she’s certain it’s a card, no other human figure could hide themselves that well -- allows the woman to fall to the ground, dead.

her already tense body jolts in place when he addresses the alleyway, knowing that means that he senses her presence. she hesitates for a moment, taking a deep breath to try and steady herself and her pounding heart.

( as she steps out, she wonders if he can hear it pounding in her chest. she wonders if he can tell she’s a rookie, and that this is her first time facing a card without a team at her back. she wonders if he can smell her fear, which feels palpable in the air between them. )

she levels both pistols at him, and is mentally proud of herself when she sees that they’re not shaking. her confidence grows, and with it, the neon blue decals light up slightly, making her a small star in his permeating darkness.

“i’m a magical hero of the league. it’s my duty to capture you,” she says, then pauses to try and figure out what the best attack strategy is. she has several in her head, but there’s only so much she can do on her own, with just her pistols and her lacking physical strength. a ranged attack is her only chance, but she’s already witnessed how fast he’s capable of moving.

#[ this is SO LONG but im so excited for my first thread this is awesome! ]#jisooxcc #p * jisoo #p * shadowstalking #p * card

i like dududududu

HELLO FRIENDS i am super late but this is yet another intro post! i know there’s been seventeen thousand of these on the dash already, and i think i’ve already met a lot of people, but i kind of want to jump on the bandwagon + this will HOPEFULLY help me get myself organized with plotting. anyway, my name is kate, and you may know me as @/kibumnida on twitter or nyayoungs#9438 on discord!

i’ve been ready for cc to reopen since about two seconds after it closed, so i’m so excited that we’re all back, and i’m super proud of the admod team for making yesterday’s amazing opening possible! i wouldn’t be surprised if they broke a record for most rp apps processed/posted in a day -- 80+ is a lot! i had so much fun yesterday and can’t wait to officially get started writing!

anyway, this is my baby yebin! i know her url says rena, but that’s kinda just because i love the name and because of Reasons that are too long and complicated to explain here she wouldn’t use it to go by, but i still made it her url anyway. confusing, i know, but just call her yebin ic and no issues will arise! i actually had the same muse last time, but she was yulhee then. plus, with the whole apocalypse/new timeline thing, she’s a LOT different now than she was!

under the cut i’ll put basic info about her and some small plot and relationship requests! if you see something you like or just want to plot, give this post a like and i’ll try to hop in your dms or get at you on discord/twitter if i know i have you there! ( you can also go ahead and dm me on either one of those at my accts listed above!! )