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❅ whole of skz
Fate entangles the nine of them different ways, even in another world, even in another timeline, even in another dimension, they will find each other. Will, without a doubt, because they are nine, they are family, and they will meet time and time again, with different dreams and different lives, but always in the same place with the same heart.
(or, nine times they find each other and the one time they all meet.)
Lee Felix is taken to Facility 9 at a young age. Like the others, he is forced to undergo harsh training and torture to one day prepare himself to kill. But it isn't just anybody he has to kill: he must go out into the world, find his soulmate, and end their life in a match to the death. Only one survivor is allowed.
But what if Felix doesn't want to kill his soulmate, the person who was born just for him? What if Felix is not the only person who thinks this way?
Or in short: this is a dystopian-like fic where everyone is born with another half, they all have supernatural powers, skz and others are pretty kickass, and yes, there will be violence since everyone is badass. oh and there's crack. lots of fluff and crack. yolo. nine or none bitches.
Han Jisung had a pretty normal life. He always knew he was a little bit different, but chose to pretend otherwise and hide in plain sight. He likes to keep to himself, and gets along with almost anybody. Until one day, an obnoxious new neighbor moves into the apartment next door. His life was never the same after that.
In other words: this is a stray kids secret agent au, everyone has supernatural abilities, they are slightly aged up with occupations, everyone is kickass, and other kpop idols will make an appearance because im multifandom and proud.
as jisung says: this town fucking sucks
they find ways to entertain themselves regardless
They're all coping with confinement just like we are: playing video games, reading, ruthless teasing, eating, etc. Not all of those things work out, though.
Someone, anyone, save Felix.
At first, it was just the three of them: 3RACHA. The best weapons thieves this side of the Han River. After that- well, the next two were a total accident, and then the other four just kind of…happened. And by then, Chan was really stuck with them. The worst part? He wouldn’t have it any other way.
A new start, that's all Han Jisung wanted. What did he get instead?
Eight supernatural beings that are determined to befriend (and in some cases love) him. What fun.
Or a light hearted chatfic where stray kids are supernatural beings and new transfer han jisung just wants to get through the semester (and away from his past).
❅ member-centric
☀ CHAN
time is linear, it starts and never stops. things change, people change and nothing ever remains the same. chan knows this better than anyone, but he can't help but wish for it to stop.
but time doesn't stop for anyone, not even him.
☀ MINHO
Lee Minho fell in love eight times over the course of eight lifetimes, and he remembers each one.
☀ CHANGBIN
Changbin did his best to cultivate a reputation as the stoic, closed off member of his friend group.
Changbin is the runt of the family, and one day his pack decides he's too worthless to keep around. He's sent away to a boarding school for magical creatures, where he meets a pack willing to take him in for the first time. Soon, he learns that not all that shines is gold, though. But maybe things just have to get worse first before they can become truly good.
☀ FELIX
Stray Kids are a successful group of 8, but they’ve always been held back by a mystery that surrounds them, a mystery of a supposed 9th member whose dreams were shattered in an untold story.
It was always assumed a myth until they meet shy photographer Lee Felix and the myth becomes a very terrifying reality.
☀ JEONGIN
Somewhere along the line, they’ve appointed themselves as Jeongin’s Bad Date Protection Squad. Jeongin just wants to find The One.
☀ WOOJIN
“Jinnie, sweetheart, you have to go home now.” He tried to pull the boy upright but Hyunjin was strong and he was not letting go. “Home doesn’t smell like home anymore,” Hyunjin grumbled. “You smell like home.” “If I give you one of my hoodies will you go home?” Woojin bargained. “The grey one.” Of course Hyunjin wanted the grey one. “Are you going to get off me so I can go find it?” Woojin prodded the lump on his chest. “No.”
Hyunjin runs away and returns with a very coveted possession.
cue the waterworks