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[vicccwrites]

Boyfriend! Zheng Ruibin

(A/N: Hello!! This is for the sweet anonnie who requested bf! ruibin :)) I’m sorry that my fics have been a bit all over the place recently and I hope you enjoy lovely~ <333)

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The sheer amount of visuals that are being served every single day.

legitimately rude tbh

You get lost in his eyes on a daily basis for what feels like hours at a time

Would definitely be the type to sing to you

Whether he wants your opinion on a new track, or is just absentmindedly singing along to a song on the radio, you can’t help but melt a bit inside every time you hear his amazing vocals

Also him singing you to sleep is totally a thing that happens

Just him humming completely relaxes every muscle in your body and makes you feel so safe in his arms that you can drift off to bed

His singing is really calming and reassuring, but also conveys a lot of emotion at the same time?

So like if he’s in a good mood he’ll hum some upbeat, catchy tune

But if he’s feeling down he might choose to sing something sadder/more of a ballad type song

It all depends on his mood and what he feels like singing that day

Unless you bring up Hamilton

Then he’ll rap the entire rap thing (? I have no idea what it’s called) like his life depends on it

Which is both really endearing and totally hysterical

You always end up laughing for some reason,,, and it’s a sure way to cheer you up after a rough day

Takes mock offence at how hard you laugh at him to amuse you further

But he genuinely enjoys seeing you being so happy so he’ll join in on the giggling too

His laugh??? Is the most precious, adorable little sound you’ve ever heard

It’s so pure and sweet,,,, and it makes you fall a little more in love with him every time you hear it

Which is a lot since you’ve basically made it your life goal to make him laugh as much as possible

So he’s usually really upbeat

Sometimes he may feel a bit down though?

Like he might feel discouraged by a performance that didn’t go as well as he was expecting, or even a particularly mean comment

While he has gotten quite used to it over the period of time that he has been in the spotlight, his empathy and the amount he cares for his fans would shine through

He is only human, after all

And he may doubt himself or his abilities

In those cases, all you can really do is hold him tight in your embrace as he spills his heart out to you

While constantly reassuring him that he is good enough, and that you love him so, so much

Eventually, he will get over it with you by his side and will use the pent up emotions as fuel to work even harder

Which is a really great mentality!! Don’t get me wrong here

Except that your boyfriend already lives in the studios and you already have to drag him home every night

Even with as much as he denies he’s overworking himself, you can’t help but worry every time you see the bags under his eyes

You really have to convince him to take regular breaks

But then ruibin finally gets some of the rest he deserves!! So it’s all good

100% he would be the big spoon

Though you would much prefer snuggling into his chest than being cuddled from behind tbh

(More staring into his eyes)

Erin once said this about Zhangjing but it’s how I feel about ruibin’s eyes

“SPARKLE SPARKLE BITCH”

His eyes are just so beautiful

And so is he lmao

He would also be the type to buy you little trinkets wherever he went for fanmeets or events

You guys might have an ongoing tradition? Where he buys you a keychain every place he goes and you collect them all on your car keys or something

Ahhh this is such a concept I’m in loveeeee!!!

So you have this giant collection of keychains

He gets invited to Paris fashion week?

If this doesn’t happen in the future I WILL sue someone istg

You get a little charm of the Eiffel Tower or a cute croissant to add to your key ring

He shakes his head in amusement every time he sees it because he finds it so ridiculous that you lug the whole collection everywhere

But he knows it makes you really happy so he keeps buying you more

Plus it’s a way to show you how much he adores you 💕

[ilynong]

boyfriend au | zheng ruibin

super supportive of you omg

like the type of boyfriend to keep track of what’s going on in your day and send you encouraging text messages

and the two of you have super good communication, which makes the two of you super compatible

he’s a little shy w pda and such, but holding hands and like mild stuff like that makes him v soft

loves it when you lean on him on the bus

always lending you his leather jacket

the two of you have jam sessions to the hamilton soundtrack

he gets grumpy when your friends tell him he looks like mingyu from seventeen

“i knOw I look like him!”

“it’s okay babe, i love you more”

your words instantly make him feel better

whenever you do something cute, he has this small little smile that’s like only reserved for you

he’s so fucking soft omg

he dies when you play with his hair

to the point where he begs you to

his happiest moments are when the two of you go on picnics

sitting in huge grassy fields when it’s sunny, the wind just mildly blowing while you braid his hair absentmindedly

gives the softest kisses too

like super slowly, while his hand is just gently resting on your waist

plays with your fingers a lot

he’s fairly mild-mannered, but one time, someone was rude to you from work

and he went OFF

it was like poking a hibernating bear or some shit

the whole time you were just watching and giggling at ruibin’s reaction to the situation

because both of you knew fully that you could defend yourself

but ruibin just cared that!!! much!!!

just wow the softest couple ever

for anon

i literally had no idea that ruibin rapped to ‘alexander hamilton’ like i fucking love hamilton so much yall we stan a legend with bomb music taste

[chxseungyoun]

Zheng Ruibin ♡ 》 Death's Heir (I)

Pairing: Death's Son! Ruibin x Dying! Reader

Genre: Angst, Supernatural! AU

You laid in the hospital bed. Your body weakening at each day that passed. You knew that your days were now numbered despite your parents trying to put on a formidable act of hope. You on the other hand was losing all the hope there is.

You were still quite young but you had always been sick ever since you were a kid. You had hoped to be someone who could change the world for the better but unfortunately, your life was already slowly being taken away from you.

It was on this day where you had felt like your reaching the end. You had started to feel less in pain or more numb that you had ever. There was vignette in your vision and something in you had told you to let go and just rest for good.

When you finally closed your eyes, you had felt like you had fell into a void. You tried to look around but it was completely dark. It was as if you had fallen into a blank eternity.

It was then when you found another body falling...towards you. It was not falling with you but to your direction. You had noticed how he sported a leather jacket and leather pants. His deep brown eyes stared at yours while you did the same.

You wanted to talk but you could not find yourself being able to. You felt yourself being scooped up from underneath your legs and being shot up out of that abyss while you laid against his arms.

"W-where are we?" You asked as he slowly placed you down on the grass...on the black grass.

"You're in the underworld." He sighed as he combed his fingers through his jet black hair.

You have finally taken the chance to look into the visuals of the person who had carried you. He was handsome but his skin was so pale like they had no blood running in them.

"Wait...does that mean...I'm dead?"

"Not yet." He corrected as he looked at you with his sharp eyes.

"Not yet...?" You repeated, confused by the fact that you were in the land of the dead yet you are still alive.

"Right now, you're currently being revived by your family in the hospital...well, your body is...but while your soul is here, you remain fighting for it." He explained as he crouched next to you.

"Oh...I don't quite understand...who are you?"

"My name is Ruibin...I am death's son." He smirked as if it was the coolest thing in the world.

"Death's son..." You repeated which he nodded to. "Then why aren't you killing me yet?" You blurted out which he took no offense to.

"Not quite. Unlike my father, I think this whole underworld suffering hellhole is shit. He thinks all souls need to suffer." He looked off bitterly, hinting that he had spite against his father.

"What..does that have to do with me?" You asked as you looked down at your own skin which is slowly losing its color.

"We have been watching you for a long time now and we need you to upturn my father." He looked back at you, sincerity in those almost lifeless eyes.

"Me? Upturn death? Are you crazy?" You raised an eyebrow at him and this only made him chuckle.

"I think I need to explain to you first. I am the heir of this damned place and I intend to destroy it to free all the souls. I have been working with the angels and the reapers...and they too, want to take this down." He clenched his fist.

You stared at him as his brown eyes flickered to a cold blue for a second before returning to his usually warm hazel.

"Your soul...is quite pure. Pure and powerful that you already have a slot in heaven...that's why we need you to help us. The only thing that can end suffering here is you." He looked into your eyes as he searched for answers.

"So are you willing to lend us your soul?" He asked once again with his hands reaching towards you and you slowly placed your hand in his.

It had began then on...your new life.

You were now conversing with a circle filled with angels and reapers. They were all debating on whether to do an indirect attack or a direct attack. You were always just watching Ruibin as he lead the meetings.

Something in your heart, however, felt like there was more to him wanting to end the suffering for the souls. You could not quite make it through but that instance where his eyes had changed colors. It felt cold...and evil. Was it right for you to trust the son of death?

You were often in his library. In a hideout where no one knew of apart from him and his followers. He had spent his time reading on books written by tortured souls and high-classed angels.

You would look at his room and see nothing but black. No pictures, just the chandeliers that decorated and gave dim light. You would steal glances at him but he remained undisturbed from his work.

So is this the true side of the son of death?

[beihonglin]

180814 Zheng Ruibin | Rubasse0817_郑锐彬

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Ruibin breakup prank gone wrong(?)

*The King's Woman is Zhang Binbin's drama

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Goodbye

Requested?: Yup

Words: 1.1k

Group: Idol Producer

Member(s): Ruibin

A/N: Thanks for requesting! I hope this is okay and I know the show hasn’t ended yet, but let’s just say Ruibin does make it at the end...Also, I’ve been wanting to write some angst recently, but I feel like I’m not very good at it lol, but ye hope you enjoy! :’)

Part 2

Looking down, you fiddle with your dress, a nervous habit you have picked up. Being scolded is never a good feeling especially when it’s for being caught doing something you aren’t supposed to be doing. You bow and your CEO excuses himself, leaving you by yourself in the room. You weakly make your way to the door that had just been slammed closed. You grab the handle but slide down against the door, the tears prickling your eyes finally spilling out.

However, you know that it is your responsibility to deal with. Being a famous idol really isn’t easy. You knew all the conditions and restrictions your job would have on your personal life. In fact, your CEO had actually let a lot of the terms go just for you because you have proven yourself early on in your career.

The CEO had even let you date, but his only condition is to never let anyone know. You and Ruibin have been dating for a few years now. After years of careful planning and trying your best to hide your relationship, it had unfortunately failed. The two of you have relaxed a little, used to the routines. However, apparently, you haven’t been used to it enough. You had been a little more reckless this time and got caught by a fan. The news was all over the internet within a few minutes.

You let out a few whimpers as you place your head into your hands before beginning to sob. Hoping that you wouldn’t be heard, you curl into a small ball, attempting to muffle your cries. Suddenly, you hear a few knocks. You quickly wipe away your tears, sniffling a little and open the door. To your surprise, it is Ruibin.

“W-what are you doing here?” you ask with a shaky voice.

“Hey, I’m sorry about all of this,” Ruibin says in a quiet voice, shuffling to you and closing the door behind him.

“It’s not your fault, it was mine,” you sigh.

Ruibin takes you into his warm embrace, patting your head gently. You let your tears pour out again, no longer able to hold them back anymore. You wrap your arms around Ruibin’s tall frame, finding comfort in it.

“Hey look, it was both of our faults. We should’ve been a little more careful,” Ruibin kisses your forehead after he pulls away from the hug.

“I just...I’m so sorry,” you wipe more tears away.

Ruibin reaches for the box of tissues and holds it out to you. You take a couple of tissues and wipe your tears away, but more keep coming out. Giving up on drying your face, you take Ruibin’s hand into your own shaky one.

“No, it’s okay...you’re shaking…” Ruibin frowns.

“Ruibin,” you look at his hand and intertwine your fingers with his, “did the CEO tell you anything?”

“Oh, no...I know he just talked to you though. He passed by me, but just shook his head,” a bit of confusion is clear in his voice.

“Oh, um…” you refuse to make eye contact with Ruibin, unsure of where to start.

“What is it?” now you can hear a bit of fear and insecurity in Ruibin’s voice.

After a moment of silence, you finally speak up,” We need to break up.”

Ruibin doesn’t say anything and you finally look up at him. His eyes are beginning to water and his lips are sealed into a tight frown. His perfect brows are furrowed, his pupils shaking. His mouth forms a small ‘o’. He forces himself to smile, the tears finally coming out.

“Ah, I see. That’s understandable,” Ruibin chuckles, his voice wavering.

“Ruibin, I didn’t want to…” you shake your head vigorously, trying to keep your own tears in.

“It’s fine, I understand,” Ruibin is clearly crying now.

“No, I--” you reach up to wipe away his tears.

“It’s fine,” Ruibin says a little more firmly this time.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper.

“M-maybe we could find another way? Or, we could just take a break...o-or we can just pretend we’re not--” Ruibin frantically spits out ideas.

“We can’t,” you softly cut him off, “We still have your career to consider. You might be debuting soon, we can’t ruin your job too.”

“Why?” Ruibin begins, “Why can’t we just try something?”

“Ruibin, please,” you beg.

“No, y/n, why? Do you not like me anymore?” Ruibin sniffs.

“Ruibin, stop! You know that I still love you very much, I just...it’s for the best,” you sigh.

You bite your lips and look up at Ruibin again. You can see the fight in him had left completely. A part of you is yelling at yourself to stop, but you know it’s for the best. The expression he is making makes you want to just wrap your arms around him, to reassure him that everything is okay.

“Ruibin, say something,” you whisper.

“Fine, it’s fine. I’m sorry that this happened. I still love you, but if it’s for the best…” Ruibin shakes his head, turning away, “Goodbye, y/n.”

You look at your feet, trying to keep the tears in as Ruibin slams the door close after stomping out the room. Your vision begins to blur from the tears. You open the door, only to see Ruibin’s retreating form. The sight finally brings out the tears again.

“Goodbye, Ruibin.”

---

“Congratulations to Zheng Ruibin for making it into 9th place!” Yixing announces.

You watch Ruibin’s cheery face appear on screen, a small smile on your own face. It had been almost half a year since you had broken up with him. You chuckle as Ruibin tears up a little while making his speech.

“Finally, I just want to thank a certain someone for helping me through everything and getting me to where I am right now,” Ruibin looks into the camera and you feel as if he’s looking directly at you.

“Thank you. You did it for me and it really was for the best,” Ruibin smiles.

“No problem,” you whisper to no one in particular, knowing that he won’t hear you through the screen anyway.

A smile finds its way onto your face as you watch Ruibin find his way to his seat. He had made it and that is all you could’ve asked for.

~Admin Liz ♡

Tagging: @ilynong (idk if you still wanna be tagged?)

[mangomilkflower]

Zheng Ruibin Weibo Update Caption: 杭州行结束啦～谢谢大家！辛苦了真的站在那里等了我这么久 但今天真的蛮开心的 希望以后还能这样站在你们面前～爱你们哦❤ Trans: The end of the trip in Hangzhou~ Thank you! I really stood there waiting for you for so long but today I am really happy. I hope I can stand in front of you in the future to love you. ❤ Trans are mine~ Follow me on ig @ xrt.ymx

[ao3feed-idolproducer]

一个人去巴黎

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vsWjJQ

by sydneycai

Jeffrey could never imagine going to Paris with someone that isn’t Ziyi, and so he went alone.

Words: 3157, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 偶像练习生 | Idol Producer (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dong Youlin | Jeffrey, Wang Ziyi, Zheng Ruibin

Relationships: Dong Youlin | Jeffrey/Wang Ziyi, Dong Youlin | Jeffrey/ Zheng Ruibin

Additional Tags: Paris (City), Angst, Song-inspired, egg

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vsWjJQ

[theidolcore-blog]

home (is where the heart aches) pt. 1

pairing: zheng ruibin / zhou yanchen

genre: fluff, smidge of angst? idk

warnings: raw and bad fic

it hadn’t been that long since ruibin moved in, but he hasn’t exactly left yanchen’s cozy studio apartment since he arrived. yanchen would wake up early, kiss ruibin goodbye, and slip away into the hustle and bustle of beijing, slaving away for hours on end as his ‘bin watches the downpour blanket the windows. when yanchen got home, he would hold his precious gem until his body would go lax and his mind would shut down.

yanchen felt guilty. he imagined it wasn’t what ruibin had expected, flying in to stay at his boyfriend’s little hole in the wall. yanchen never really told the younger much about his financial situation, and he would’ve wanted to keep it that way. he didn’t expect ruibin to want to move in so early on in their relationship (early being almost two years in)– he wished he had time to stand on his own two feet.

to say yanchen had to move money around to feed and shelter himself was an understatement. every day that he would come home, he would avoid holding ruibin’s hands too tight, he would avoid lighting that was too bright; he couldn’t show ruibin his bags or his calloused hands, not a word would be spoken of his weaknesses. he couldn’t let ruibin know and risk him leaving now that he finally had him.

day by day, ruibin grew more and more restless, he felt somewhat neglected, he wanted to spend time with the man he left everything behind to be with.

“i love you,” would come the soft whisper, yet the warmth would be gone before he could return the affection.

“i love you too,” ruibin would murmur, the walls the only witnesses to the drop of his facade.

and then one day they weren’t. yanchen stayed in. he held on to ruibin’s waist until they were both wide awake, but pretending to sleep in like logs for that extra intimacy, the type they didn’t have to think about, or be conscious for.

“good morning,” it came out as a question more than a greeting, but ruibin was utterly confused and very, very annoyed by yanchen’s ignored alarms.

“mm, right back at’cha,” yanchen mumbled into the smooth velvet of the younger’s nape. his arms tightened around ruibin’s waist, pulling him flush against his chest.

“you’re,” ruibin paused, sounding as suspicious as a fresh out of slumber 'bin could, “home. pleasant surprise.”

he was met with a smile, a kiss, and a complaint about his morning breath.

[chxseungyoun]

Zheng Ruibin ♡ 》 Death's Heir (III)

Pairing: ????! Ruibin x ????! Reader

Genre: Angst, Romance, Supernatural AU!

During the war, all the angels and reapers fought with the demons that had sided with death. You were with the other angels inside a concealed chamber in order to protect you from any form of attack. Ruibin explained that it was important for your soul to kept untainted for your body to remain alive in the living world.

"Will Ruibin be alright?" You asked one of the angels who were combing your hair.

"We aren't quite certain." Jeffrey smiled softly.

"Thank you for not lying to me." You smiled appreciatively.

"You really do care for him, huh? Is this what humans refer to as love?" One of the reapers named Chaoze asked.

"She worries for Ruibin as much as Ruibin worries for her...does that mean they both love one another?" Another one of the reapers named Mubo joined in the conversation.

"Most likely...but may I ask why you two are here..? I thought Ruibin asked for all the reapers to join in the attack?" Jeffrey asked.

Your mind was in daze. Did they just say Ruibin had the same feelings for you as well? But you only became more worried on the fact that they were there.

"Ruibin said that it was time to take y/n out."

"Alright. We'll have the guardians block her from atta k as well." Jeffrey instructed a few more angels and all of you had been brought to the battlefield.

It was a complete warzone. Demons were downed but so were reapers and angels. Ruibin was nowhere to be found and you felt your heart tightening. You were beginning to get worried for him.

It was then when you heard a cold, menacing laugh. You found Ruibin in the grasp of a gray skinned i dividual whose eyes were in complete black. You assumed him to be his father.

"You think you can go up against me? You're just half death. I made the right choice of killing your mother. An angel was nothing but trouble and to mix it with my blood." He was holding him by the neck and you can see Ruibin struggling to breathe.

Ruibin gave you a soft smile even if he was losing his air. Next thing you knew, he had disintegrated into silver specs. This had fueled an intense rage within you. You screamed in frustration from losing him without even having to get to confront him about your feelings.

Then you felt extremely warm. Light began emitting from your heart and it then spreaded out towards the entire battlefield. You could not remember what had happened after because you had soon woken up in the hospital once again.

Was everything a dream? You were not even sure anymore. The doctors said that your illness had miraculously disappeared on the day of your operation. Despite having your entire family thrilled about the news, something in your heart still felt empty.

A few weeks had passed and there still was this unsettling feeling inside your heart. Maybe it was all a dream but your feelings for Ruibin was more genuine than ever. "I miss him..." you would mumble to yourself every now and then while you traced the mouth of the mug with your forefinger.

A figure then sat in front of you and as you looked uo, it felt like the world stopped. It was none other than Ruibin but he looked more...human. You stared at him, dumbfounded by why he was here. He gave a soft chuckle and took a sip from his mug.

"Why do you seem so surprise...?" He asked as he placed the mug down.

"H-how are you...alive?"

"You saved me." He smiled softly. "When you saved all of the souls, you reversed all the deaths my father caused." He explained and slowly reached for your hand. "When I said you were the light..I meant it literally."

Your eyes traveled down to his hands on top of your own. "I'm glad...I was worried you would have vanished..."

"And why is that...?"

"Because..." you just realized that you made a mistake. Were you going to be forced into confessing?

"Because you don't wanna lose me as much as I don't wanna lose you?" He stated, as if reading your thoughts.

"W-what?" Your eyes shot up towards him and he brought your hands close to his lips. Kissing each and every knuckle you had.

"I won't be leaving any time soon. I guess you're stuck with me now."

"Ruibin.."

It was all too confusing on how Ruibin turned from the son of death to a normal living person. He told you that was what he had been studying about in the manor. He knew that if he died and your power was activated, this would be a likely outcome.

However, he had to be of value to you. He was hoping for you to find value in at least his friendship, but he was developing feelings for you that he thought would also be plausible if he turned mortal.

Now that he has, he was so willing to devote everything to you now. The question is...if you're just as willing as to be with him?

He isn't death's heir anymore...

He is just Ruibin.

The man who loves you.

And the man whom you love back.

[beihonglin]

180725 Theatre_817B郑锐彬

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180805 At First Sight Fanmeeting Zheng Ruibin | YEAH天才

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180805 At First Sight Fanmeeting Zheng Ruibin | 今天能好好睡觉吗

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180805 At First Sight Fanmeet Zheng Ruibin | 今天是个昊日子

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