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hwa ([personal profile] hwarium) wrote in [community profile] 17hols2024-11-15 03:36 pm

2025 Round: Quotes

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2025 Round: Quotes


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Calling all readers, lovers of poetry and music, screen and stage. Quote collecters and lyric hoarders, unleash your archive. For this round, every prompt must contain a quote - you can combine them, add commentary, link to articles, do whatever. Steal from a literary classic, or copy a hit tweet.


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bite me

(Anonymous) 2024-12-28 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ship/Member: Any (maybe a Joshua ship?)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:
An unexpеcted taste
A cake that only looks beautiful
If you expected sweetness
Baby, I'm sorry

-ICHILLIN', Bite Me
rainiest: (Default)

[FILL] sweet tooth

[personal profile] rainiest 2024-12-29 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Ship/Member: Joshua/Mingyu
Major Tags: NSFW (non-explicit sexual content including implied light power dynamics)
Additional Tags: idolverse, implied jeongcheol, what’s a little toxic situationship between bandmates
Permission to remix: Yes






Mingyu watches Joshua watch himself in the bathroom mirror. “I didn’t know you even liked baking,” he comments. “I thought it was just one of those things. For an interview or whatever.”

It was, but the facade somehow followed Joshua all the way home and took up residence in his kitchen cabinets. The whisk pinches the thin skin below his collarbone as he twists and releases, twists and releases. It’s already violently pink and he’s only been at it for a minute.

“Does that even work?” asks Mingyu. He’s sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring at Joshua’s bare back. Joshua can’t see him but he can tell.

“I saw it on TikTok,” he says. “No one on the internet ever lies.”

Mingyu laughs darkly. He’s standing now, coming closer now. Joshua imagines him resting a hand between his shoulder blades, skin on skin, and his muscles twitch involuntarily. “It’s a wound, right? Tiny burst blood vessels just under the surface.” Mingyu doesn’t touch him. It’s a large bathroom for a central Seoul apartment, but Joshua had managed to fill it with his things just fine after his ex-girlfriend moved out. There’s enough space for Mingyu to stand beside him without their shoulders brushing. “I don’t see how punishing it like that can do anything but make it worse.”

Twist and release. Twist and release. Twist and release. The hickey remains there, dark purple and awful.

“I’m sorry,” Mingyu says, and he seems to truly mean it. He watches Joshua watch himself in the mirror. “I’ll be more careful.”






Seungkwan once told him that he was kind, but of course he would think so. It was only natural that someone like Seungkwan would find kindness wherever he went in the world. He was simply mistaking Joshua for his own reflection.

It was harder to argue when Jeonghan said it. Not because Jeonghan wasn’t kind but because he was also well-spoken and stubborn and Joshua couldn’t keep up, no matter how much sense the words made in his own head.

“You’re like me,” Mingyu declared, back before they started all of this, as though that had some kind of objective meaning. He was so certain of who he was that sometimes it circled back around into immaturity.

“Maybe we do the same things,” Joshua had replied then, “but they don’t have the same meaning.”

Mingyu didn’t understand. He couldn’t see it. Mingyu was particular because he knew what he liked and saw no reason he shouldn’t have the things he wanted. Joshua was particular because he despised the person he imagined himself to be without it.

“What’s this one?” Mingyu asks him, rotating the scent diffuser on the bookshelf with his fingertips, looking for a label. He’s being careful, like a teenager in an antique shop. “It’s nice.”

“I’ll send you the link,” Joshua says. If Mingyu wants to pretend then he can too—that this is normal, and they’re having a normal conversation, and it’s normal that Mingyu is in his living room completely naked except for the ring on his little finger.

He shouldn’t have asked Mingyu to come over. Until now he’s kept it strictly on tour. It’s easy to leave his hotel room door unlocked and a message on Mingyu’s phone. All he has to do then is wait. Mingyu will be in the doorway before the minute even ticks over, eyes several shades too dark like he’s stepped out of a dim room directly into the sun.

The sex isn’t bad but it is predictable. There’s a pattern to it. Mingyu on his knees, Mingyu on his stomach. Mingyu holding himself back, biting down on his own lips until they’re swollen and blood-red. Joshua is particular about this too, and Mingyu has the particular desire to do as he’s told.

“That’d be great, thanks,” says Mingyu. “I’ve been looking for a good one. Wonwoo-hyung doesn’t like anything that’s too strong.”

He crosses to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. He doesn’t seem to notice that Joshua is fully dressed, that he has been since he got up from the bed. Or maybe he notices and just doesn’t care. Maybe all of this really is normal to him.

It’s been a long week. It’s been a long year.

Still, he shouldn’t have asked Mingyu to come over.






“What do you think you’re doing?” he overhears Jeonghan saying as he passes one of the recording studios. The door is wide open—sloppy work on his part. “Don’t look so shocked. Of course I know.” He must be really desperate to have it out with someone if he’s the one starting it.

“It’s nothing that concerns you,” comes Mingyu’s reply, which makes Joshua go cold all over. He’s been dreading it for weeks now, turning arguments over and over in his mind for when Jeonghan inevitably confronts him. He never considered that Jeonghan might go to Mingyu instead, as though he thinks Joshua is the one that needs protecting in this scenario. What a sick joke.

“It does concern me,” Jeonghan replies, perfectly calm. Maybe Jihoon has stepped out. Maybe he hasn’t and is just electing to mind his own business. It wouldn’t be the first time.

Joshua keeps walking. He walks to the end of the hall and gets on the elevator and counts the floors as they tick down. He pulls out his phone as he steps out into the parking garage.

Jeonghan picks up on the third ring. “Oh, Joshuji?” he drawls. He manages to sound convincingly casual, like he’d been in the middle of something other than staging an interrogation on his behalf.

“Are you done recording?” Joshua asks. “Come eat with me.”

A pause. “I’m done,” Jeonghan says, “but I–”

“Then come. Seungcheol wants to have a drink.” Jeonghan isn’t the only one who knows how to play dirty.

Another pause, like Jeonghan is making eye contact with someone. “Okay,” he says finally. “Give me ten minutes. I’m just–”

“I’m leaving now,” Joshua interrupts. “I’m already in the car.” He hasn’t asked Seungcheol yet. He doesn’t even know where he is right now. It’ll be fine; Seungcheol would move mountains to be wherever Jeonghan is.

The sound of paper rustling. Another voice, too far away to make out. A breath exhaled into the phone. “Okay,” Jeonghan says again. “Okay, I’ll come down now.”






After, during the several minutes Joshua allows them to lie there side-by-side with Mingyu’s leg thrown carelessly over his at the calf, Mingyu asks, “Why me?”

He’s hoping to hear something that will make him feel good. Because you’re handsome. Because I trust you. Because you’re kind. He still doesn’t get it. The part where they make each other feel good is over now.

“Because you offered,” Joshua answers. It’s half of the whole truth.

“Ah,” says Mingyu. “I see.” He seems disappointed. Hurt too, but only for a moment. He's always been a fast learner.

The other half of the truth is that Mingyu has known love all his life. It’s in everything he does, radiates from him like heat. There’s nothing in him Joshua could break that Mingyu wouldn’t be able to put back together with his own two hands.

This might be a kind of kindness. Joshua can admit to that much.

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Re: [FILL] sweet tooth

[personal profile] moonlitmelodiesfic 2024-12-29 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
oh op this was so stunning. love how you dug beneath josh's kind image to reveal this toxic, ungiving, callous side of him. also this:
The other half of the truth is that Mingyu has known love all his life. It’s in everything he does, radiates from him like heat. There’s nothing in him Joshua could break that Mingyu wouldn’t be able to put back together with his own two hands.

This might be a kind of kindness. Joshua can admit to that much.
ouch. so good. nailed that mingyu characterization to the core. thank you so much for this piece.

Re: [FILL] sweet tooth

(Anonymous) 2024-12-30 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
oh i am losing my mind over this. delicate and mean, with a terrible lightness to it. every faux casual moment in here was delicious. obsessed.
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Re: [FILL] sweet tooth

[personal profile] kumquat 2025-01-07 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
josh is so nasty in this it’s delicious. i had to google the whisk trick to fully understand the first scene, but it’s such a clever way to pick up on the cake prompt and to establish first thing how many layers of diffusion/facade/artifice there are to him… the mg characterization is so spot on of course, and his transparent desire to be loved is such a good foil for this interpretation of josh: “Joshua was particular because he despised the person he imagined himself to be without it.” so good!! his self awareness here is one of the things that makes him so terrifying. and the JEONGHAN, i loved how unsettled josh is by yjh’s faith in him, can’t quite rationalize it so he has to play extra dirty… this was so great thank you i’ll be haunted by this joshua hong forever
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Re: [FILL] sweet tooth

[personal profile] deadwine 2025-01-10 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
oh wow. this is incredible. the joshua to jeonghan phonecall is now one of my favourite 95z moment in fic, possibly ever. sharp and incisive!