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consulaaris · 2 years
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that post about “if you think everyone hates you, you need to go to sleep” is so real LMAO
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warmau · 6 years
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hiii! i really love ur sci-fi/apocalyptic aus and would LOVE to see some of that for nct dream!!!
 people really wanted more sci-fi so here it is!!! find yuta, johnny, sicheng & haechan (here) find taeyong, taeil, mark, doyoung, ten, & jaehyun (here) 
Jeno 
extremely clumsy time-traveler 
the ability to travel through time and sort of skip back and forth between it is distinctive to jeno’s family
so when he inherited it ,,,, everyone in the family expected he’d just you know ,,,,,, be GOOD at it
turns out - he’s not 
as good at everything else as jeno can be,,,,,,the one skill he’s born with - is the one skill he can’t exactly harness
do you know how many time he’s accidentally time warped in the middle of doing his homework?
he ends up in 17th century france and is like bonjour,,,,uh,,,,,,anyone here know how to do algebra 
or that one time he jumped into the future and almost got hit by some dude on a hoverboard
life is hard when your one weird hiccup can send you propelling through the space-time continuum 
and whats worse is ,,,,,,,, he’s sworn to secrecy 
which is not great because “oh jeno, what’d you do this weekend - why didn’t you come play video games at jisungs?” oh well i just was hanging out with dinosaurs or whatever
like you can’t say that
and jeno is bad at lying because he gets all smiley and cant stop it and mark is always like bro are you good
jeno smiling so wide it hurts: fine! i uh,,,,,,,,just had homework to do!
and one time,,,,jeno trips over the top stair in his house and it sends him to the future
except he’s still,,,,,,,in his neighborhood,,,,,but everything is just,,,more technological
like the stop signs are holograms and the cars are just tinier versions of themselves all hovering above the ground
and then
and then there’s you
with your hoverboard under your arm - your hair a wacky bright color - and your talking to a tiny little person whose inside the watch on your hand
and jeno is like ,,,,,,, just gaping in the middle of the street
and unfortunately you walk right into each other 
and you’re like HEY didnt the motion detector we all have in our brains tell you to move LEFT
and jeno is like the what in my brain
and you look him up and down and you’re like wait
where’s your receptor button? why arent you wearing the geo-transmitter? where’s your hoverboard or inline skates?
and jeno is like i ,,,,,, i uh,,,,,,left them at home
and you’re like what you can’t leave them at home - tap your watch and they’ll appear in your hands like any normal persons stuff does
jeno just shrugs and is like oops left that watch at home too
and you’re like how it’s like,,,,,locked onto your hand when you’re five
jeno in his head: the future is freaky
jeno out loud: it,,,,,broke?
you stare at him for a while,,,,,,,,,,for one he’s got dark hair. no one has had that color of hair in a while
he’s wearing an outfit that scream 2018 which was like fifty years ago
and 
“ARE YOU FROM THE PAST?!?!?!”
jeno jumps, pulling you closer and shaking his head frantically as onlookers turn for a second but then focus back on their watches
“no what are you talking about how could i be from the past i -”
“siri 107 - locate this dudes profile.”
“siri 107?”
suddenly there’s a loud beep and from your watch a ray of blue light scans over jeno’s body
after a tinkering second there is a beep again
“unidentified. no profile. perhaps he’s a senior citizen?”
jeno’s eyebrows furrow “i am NOT a senior citizen”
you grin, “then you have to be from the past. everyone under the age of thirty has a profile. when your born doctors upload your info into the database.”
you come closer and closer till your centimeters away from jeno’s face
he tries to pull back but something stops him
past the wild hair and clothing he doesnt understand,,,,he has to admit your face is damn near perfect 
maybe - he thinks - it’s that the future has perfected genetics or something 
but then again everyone around you two still looks different,,,,,,you just,,,,,,you look so angelic 
and his frozen stare makes you tilt your head to the side
“why are you staring at me?”
jeno gapes, blushing down to his collar and looking away
“n-nothing i just,,,,ive never i,,,,,,uh -”
your giggle cuts jeno’s sentence off
your watch does some kind of noise and jeno asks what it means
“it’s reading your mood - it says you think im cute.”
jeno opens his mouth to protest, but again he’s a bad liar so all he gets out is a “wh-what?”
“it’s fine, i think you’re cute too!”
you reach up to touch his hair 
“this retro style is actually my type -”
you peer down into his eyes again
“and if you are from the past that makes you interesting. i like that.”
jeno feels his heart beat a little faster in his chest 
and just as your about to let your hand drop, and jeno reaches out to catch it
thinking he might as well just admit it, if you think it’s cool that he’s from the past then maybe you wouldnt mind talking to him more
and its not like he has anything better to do
what, go back to his time and do homework and miss out on a cute date with you - a cute person from the future?
but just as he opens his mouth, your eyes wide with anticipation 
everything begins to warp 
and jeno groans because
goddamnit, he time traveled back! right at the most important part!
standing at the top of the stairs of his house, jeno touches the spot on his cheek
your warmth is still present as if you’d been there with him only seconds ago
“great, now this stupid family gift is even interfering with my love life.” jeno grumbles
but maybe,,,,just mabye,,,,,the next time he sneezes he’ll find himself back in 2068
on that date
with you 
Renjun & Jisung 
mecha pilots! 
they were both scouted by military personnel while attending school
renjun, who’d been an avid member of engineering club and robotics, had been chosen for his ability to work and operate machinery way beyond his experience 
jisung, who was part of track and archery, was chosen for his agility and aim 
renjun’s mecha is large and looks more like a lifesize gundam figure, painted a rich forest green and nicknamed ‘giant’ 
he has tweaked it to be able to turn both of its arms into high powered canons and even installed a system in the cockpit that would let him infiltrate other mechas and haywire their internal systems 
he takes ALOT of pride in keeping his mecha perfect and any bumps or dents or broken parts he fixes
even before going to get himself checked out by the doctors
his body suit is green to match his mecha and he wears a pair of goggles that have built in alerts from the mecha database 
jisung calls renjun ‘the nerd pilot’ because renjun really only ever reads instruction manuals on tech and doesnt enjoy doing tricks during practice or during fights
jisung on the other hand,,,,,,,,,,
his mecha is smaller than renjuns - but it transforms into a jet whenever high speed chasing is involved
it’s a bright, flashy silver and has stickers and spray paint all over it 
jisung calls it ‘lightening’ while renjun calls it ‘scrap metal’ 
since jisung is slightly more of a ,,,,,,,wild card in battle
his mecha is built to chase and surprise enemies, it doesnt have as many setups as renjuns but it is faster and more agile 
so whenever he can jisung does tricks like spinning it upside down or flying circles around renjun to piss him off
his suit is the same silver, but with stripes of gold down his arms and legs and he wears a motorcycle style helmet with the same silver gleam
he usually comes out of a battle with some kind of busted lip or broken arm
and his mecha in pieces
but he still manages to jump around and party and dance and high five the squad leader like they’re old buddies
he’s the energy of the team - but he also kind of annoys everyone (in the best way possible, even though renjun disagrees) 
you’re a part of renjun and jisung’s unit, you became a mecha pilot to follow in the footsteps of your parents who are now both retired from the field
you somehow get along with both of them, keeping up with jisung’s unhinged energy while also being interested in renjun’s intelligence 
the three of you are an unlikely trio and no one outside of the squad gets it
but in battle - you guys are perfect
renjun always has the best plan and firepower, jisung can hunt an enemy down to the ends of the earth and you - have the knowledge of a true mecha pilot 
no situation goes without jisung and renjun getting your approval in their own different ways 
there’s been a string of attacks by an intergalactic bandit in your city, he keeps sending meteors full of poison down onto the city
the mecha unit has been put in charge of stopping the meteors from hitting the city below
and so you, jisung and renjun are out on patrol of the skies when you spot one 
you send out a location signal to the other two guys and soon enough all three of you are on the meteor, getting ready to catch it
but at the last moment the meteor glitches, and suddenly you realize that the bandit disguised his ship as a meteor and is planning to land in the city
right away jisung starts firing, swirling around in the air trying to hit the ship
renjun is yelling over the coms that he needs to stop - he could hit the ship and send it crashing down onto the building below
but before jisung can decide to listen to renjun, that’s just what happens
and in the moment - you’re the one rushing down after the ship in your mecha
using the arms of your machine to catch the ship and land it safely into the middle of a grassy park nearby sending all of the civilians scattering in shock
the only problem is, the bandit hops out of the ship - pointing a alien looking weapon at you and through the shield of your mecha 
he shoots 
if you wake up and see renjun - you sit up fast
only to realize your head is throbbing and you fall back against the bed
renjun is pacing back and forth in your ER room, muttering to himself
and you try to let out a small sigh
rushing to your side you only smile at renjun, but he shakes his head
“your stitches” he motions to the side of your face and you blink
“di-did the bandit get me?”
“he got a shot at your face, but thankfully it wasnt a gun - so it was a bullet but some kind of outerspace weapon. it cut into your skin, but im running tests on it right now and ill figure out what is it and i will get him. i will make him pay for this.”
renjun’s usually calm, studios attitude turns serious
the soft browns of his eyes turn almost pitch black with anger when he thinks about it
and you have to put your hand over his to make him return to normal
“but im ok, right?”
“you could have died ,,,,, you could have caught his ship and he could have broken into your mecha and killed yo-”
“but im alive!”
you try to make it sound happy, but there’s pain in your voice 
renjun quiets down, watching you
“is my mecha ok?”
“don’t worry, you know i can fix that.”
you let out small laugh, “yes, mechas are your specialty.”
renjun watches you - he’s never really known what to do when he feels like this
every battle - he worries about everyone, but you ,,,,,, with you it’s another level of anxiety
before he can think to stop himself he leans down to kiss your forehead gently
“please be careful”
he whispers and your heart stops
but having renjun close like this feels right and you let your eyes fluttr close
“renjun,,,,,,”
“yes?”
he pulls away but you keep your eyes close out of embarrassment at your next statement
“can you kiss me,,,,,,,”
you gently tap your lips
“here?”
renjun feels his skin boil under his suit,,,,,, “w-why”
“you can fix a mecha with tools but fixing a persons heart usually means a kiss,,,,,,or two”
renjun swallows, leaning down again and pressing a chaste - nervous kiss on your lips 
maybe, he thinks, that feeling of worry about you isn’t just worry maybe it’s what people talk about when they mean love
if you wake up and see jisung - you wince at the pain in your head 
but sit up anyway, throwing the hospital blanket to the side and trying to throw your feet over the side of the gurney
“hey hey hey - where do you think you’re going ????”
jisung jumps from his seat beside your bed and takes a hold of your legs - pushing them back
and urging you to lay down again
you scowl at him
“jisung, that bandit is still out there.”
you can tell from jisung’s multiple bandaids and dirty suit that even after you’d passed out that the unit when on to fight
but jisung huffs
“yeah, he is. but unit 4 is on it. our unit’s priority is you now! making sure you don’t get hurt anymore!”
you narrow your eyes, but let out a sharp gasp
your fingers reach up to trail the stitches over your eyebrow and jisung tells you that the bandit cut you with some kind of alien weapon
“whatever, im not dead and unit 4 will need our backup-”
you try to sit up again but jisung takes a hold of your wrist
“listen, you know that i would love to get you out of this stupid hospital bed and back out into the battle. we could pull up in our mechas like cool ass superheros!”
the spark in jisung’s eyes makes you smile a bit 
“but,,,” the spark dulls again 
into a serious expression that you haven’t seen on jisung’s face since one of the mecha pilots had fallen in battle last spring
“but you are more important then that. you know me, i love impulsive crazy things. but there’s one thing i love more than that.”
you shift in the bed, suddenly hyper aware of how red jisung’s ears are becoming
the chair where he’d been sitting is his mecha helmet 
a half disheveled blanket is thrown over the arm and you wonder how long jisung has been here
in this room
waiting for you
“what is it,,,,,,,the one thing you love more?”
your voice trembles, but you think you might know the answer
jisung crosses his arms, trying to rack his brain with some kind of little lie
but he flings his arms up
“it’s you! YOU! There I said it, are you happy!”
you manage to let out a good laugh this time, despite the pain in your head
“hey don’t laugh at me confessing my -”
“come down here so i can kiss you”
jisung jumps a bit, startled at your words 
but with one look to see if the doctor is coming, he obliges and you put your hands up into his hair 
kissing him gently and softly and for the first time
energetic, wild jisung is timid and shy
you can’t believe it,,,,,,it’s so cute
(but when you tell jisung that - he insists that there isn’t anything cute about him - a suave, cool mecha pilot)
(but maybe he’ll let you - only you - call him cute. as long as you don’t tell renjun)
renjun who witnessed the kiss from behind the hospital curtain: ill never let him live this down
Jaemin
the “winged” boy 
born after a unique mutation in his genes while he was in the womb, jaemin’s white feathers sprout from his back in full glory when he turns only ten
now, as he is much older, he is hailed by scientists and people all over the world as a ‘real life angel’
but more than anything
jaemin’s wings are a bother 
they are too large for him to be able to get through doors without a problem - revolving doors are out of the questions
all of his clothing has to be torn for wings to fit through
in the summer - all the feathers make everything ten times hotter
he cant enjoy anything like a normal person. not without everyone gwaking in awe
the weekly tests conducted by doctors and scientists from around the world are not fun, at all
and worst of all
if anything,,,,,,,,,,,,,anything at all,,,,,,,,get stuck in his wings
he can’t pick it out - his arms won’t reach
but,,,,all of these struggles are kept under lock and key by jemin
who is always smiling and being kind
and acting just like the ‘angel’ he is nicknamed 
because he doesnt want others to be let down, to know how much of a hassle being different really means
and although he can fly, he much prefers to walk - its the only thing human about him that he can control
but ,,, ,as much as everyone is marveled 
and thinks he looks like he’s just come to life from a biblical painting 
there are people who deem him 
a “freak”
at least that’s what the neighborhood bullies call him when they smear paint and gum in his wings in the back alley of some street
horrified and unable to even spread his wings out because of the stickniess
jaemin tries desperately to claw out any gum or paint for his feathers
but it’s hopeless
he must look so pathetic alone here like this,,,,,,,
“are you ok?”
jaemin closes in on himself at the sound of someones concerned voice
you can see a shadow, but it doesnt quite look like a persons 
you come closer and closer
and jaemin tries to curl in on himself
but it’s too late
your gasp lets him know that you’ve seen him
how ugly he looks, his wings all a mess and his body shaking with fear
but instead of calling him another insult, instead of running away
you bend down and  begin to pick out the wads of gum
“who would do this? they’re so cruel,,,,”
jaemin’s shoulders relax slightly as he comes to figure out that you have no intention of hurting him
he turns a little, his face which had been hidden behind his wings is revealed
and you smile at him
the expression makes something warm fill up inside jaemin’s chest and he tells you meekly that you don’t have to help
“what do you mean? your wings are big, you couldnt possibly clean them yourself. ill get all of this gunk out - don’t worry!”
jaemin’s heart skips a bit as you reach over beside his cheek - reaching to the feathers behind to pluck some gum from there
jaemin thanks you quietly as you work, humming the tune of a song you like
so careful and sweet it nearly lulls jaemin into a comfortable sleep
“the paint won’t come out,,,,ill need some water,,,”
jaemin’s eyes meet yours, wide and worried
you stand back and think, before snapping your fingers
jaemin feels awkward, standing in the shower of your apartment
but you’re also there
“sorry,,,but youll have to keep some of your clothes on ,,,,” you flush pink and so does jaemin
but it’s the only way you’ll be able to get all of the stuff out of his wings
jaemin nods, but then pulls at his shirt - giving you just enough time to look away
and when you turn back
he’s curled up with his knees to his chin, his exposed back and wings looking cramped in your tiny bath
you turn on the water, cupping it and gently lathering it into the wings where theyve been stained with purples and greens
it is tedious and take a lot of time, but somehow you manage to get jaemin’s wings looking pristine again  
and you offer him some sweats as he gets out of the tub, his jeans faded dark from the water
it’s awkward, but after having you do something like that for him - jaemin just doesnt know how to thank you 
you dont even know him all that well, but you sacrificed all this time and effort
“don’t thank me, it’s only natural to help someone in need.”
you say - as if reading jaemin’s confused mind
you set down some tea in front of him but jaemin suddenly does something that nearly makes you knock it over
he pulls a feather out of his wings - with a tiny wince
but then he hands it to you
you stare at it, flabbergasted
until you get up, find some string and knot the feather throughit
placing it over your head you grin as you show the makeshift necklace to jaemin
who turns a scarlet color and closes his wings around him in a large, swooping motion
you giggle and ask him to open them up
and when he does, peeking through them you lean in to kiss his cheek
and jaemin nearly faints - his first kiss - of any kind 
and it feels so warm and nice that he can’t help but open his wings open a little more and in a whisper ask,
“again?”
Chenle
talks to ghosts
let me correct myself, ghosts talk to him and chenle is like 
“please stop nagging me you were born in the tang dynasty what do you know about millennial fashion”
the ghosts that stay around him and in his house tend to be ancestors 
but when he goes anywhere,,,,he can see the spirits that are attatched to others
and since those people cant communicate with their loved ones
they tell all their problems to chenle
who looks a little weird having a conversation with thin air
when in reality he’s telling another sad ghost aunt that their niece is fine - she’s standing right there minding her own business no he’s not going to go over there and tell her that auntie misses her little honey and NO hes not going to ask if her cat ‘muffins’ is still alive
muffins spirit who is meowing in chenles left ear: meow
the only time chenle gets a break from all these ghosts is when he’s sleeping
or when he’s really focused on something
so sometimes he’ll practice martial arts for hours, worrying his friends and family
but it’s just because it helps keep the ghosts away
and no one else can understand because who would believe him??? 
even hanging out with mark or haechan is work 
because they have ghosts around them - everyone does
so its like trying to talk to his friends AND their dead family members 
“no one understands me,,,,,” 
chenle murmurs one day as he’s walking to school - being followed for like three blocks by a wandering spirit of an old women who isnt sure where her husband is
“isn’t this where our farm was?”
she asks and chenle groans, looking over to the rows of apartment buildings
“not anymore i guess.”
he says aloud and catches some glances from passerbys
he keeps walking but the women is insistent on chatting and chenle is not having it 
not with that chem quiz coming up and the fact that he’s already late
turning around on his heel, he glares at the ghost
“listen, three hundred and fifty years has passed! you are dead - your husband is too and i don’t know where -”
“don’t talk to her like that!”
surprised, chenle turns and sees you standing there
you have the same uniform as him, but he’s sure he’s never seen you in school before
you march over to stand beside him, looking over at the women who floats above you two
“ma’am, this boy doesnt know where your husband is. but im sure he is resting somewhere. you should go there too, let go of worry. you will find him there.”
your voice is calm, nurturing
the ghost stares back at you before breaking into tears and slowly, slowly disappearing 
chenle blinks, turning to you 
“wait - you - you - could see her?!?!?!”
you huff, “did you think you were the only person who could see ghosts in the whole world? believe me, you’re not that special.”
you turn to head back on your way
but chenle catches up
“are you a transfer?”
“yep!”
a spirit that peeks out from inside your backpack sticks its tongue out at chenle and he blinks again
“whose that?!?”
“he’s a kid i knew back home, passed from an illness and has been with me since then. he’s kind of -”
the ghost glares back at chenle
“don’t bother them!”
it chimes and hides back into your bag
“he’s kind of protective.”
you finish and chenle lets out a kind of “huh” noise
you two keep walking and chenle asks how you deal with the ghosts, all they do is nag him
you agree - they are naggy but it’s all about convincing them that they need to pass and not linger
“animal ghosts are the worst though, they don’t know about passing,,,,,and then they just-”
“meow nonstop in your ear? believe me i know.”
chenle motions to his leg, where a fluffy apparition is weaving between his legs
you laugh 
and chenle suddenly forgets about your weird introduction and instead sees how cute the sound of your giggle is
but snapping back into it you two reach school
and chenle goes, “what class are you in?”
“ummm 5-A.”
“cool, youre with me!”
chenle smiles and suddenly - another spirit appears on his right
“wow so smooth, you wanna impress them and you go ‘cool youre with me!’ might as well just tell them you’re a big nerd-”
chenle groans
“this is the school ghost, he’s an ass.”
the ghost grins at you and tilts his head
“hey chenle, they can see me can’t they?”
“i can!”
you grin back
“huh, well let it be known here that chenle is a big nerd and probably already loves you-”
chenle nearly shouts from the ghost to shuttup, but notices the looks of students and keeps it back
you just laugh, “well us ghoul translators or whatever have to stick together don’t we?”
you reach out, offering your hand to chenle
who takes it, red blush and all 
the school ghost makes a gagging noise and the ghost from your bag pops up again to chastise chenle for touching you
but for the first time their voices fade
and all chenle sees is your smile 
and he can see that you’re thinking the same thing 
im so happy there’s someone else like me ,,,,,,, 
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