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falcie5 · 2 months
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captcoups · 1 year
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[☔️] double take w/ svt.joshua [1/13]
✤ pairing: joshua x reader / idol!svt / non.idol!you / exes-to-lovers(ish) / 1,217 words ✤ disclaimer: curse words (none with ill intention!) / inspired by a prompt on this list! / mentions of a minor injury and (a speck of) blood / a tiny sexual innuendo at the end (nothing explicit!) ✤ mini-fics with each member for the same situation ✤ in which you and him try a second take at love... [masterlist ⛵️] / other members will follow suit! / [🎧: double take by dhruv]
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the last person you expected to see at your parents’ anniversary dinner was your ex-boyfriend, his seat readily propped up next to yours at the dining table. it was the celebration of love for another couple that painfully reminds you of how bittersweet the love you had with someone you thought to be the love of your life once upon a time reminiscent in live time. you’re certain of who sent the invite when you meet with your mother’s gaze from the kitchen as she eyes you from the living room with joshua next to her, innocently preparing the food with her but you don’t say a word or question why he was here.
the last thing you wanted was the attention on you or joshua.
the whole night, you were able to remain incognito. you only participated in discussions when necessary and questions that addressed you directly. then, it came to the part of the night when dishes were being done and leftovers being transferred to containers and into the fridge. you took part in helping while guests dispersed to leave one by one with your parents ferrying them off. it would’ve been just fine if it wasn’t for the–”ah!” you hiss under your breath, not knowing how on earth a cut could happen just as you try to seal the container shut.
you try to shy away when–”lemme see,” joshua tries to grab onto your wrist but it doesn’t work when you turn your body on him and refuse to let him. he sighs and remains there, a hand to your shoulder, “c’mon, y/n. just let me help you.”
stubbornly, you hold onto your hand as you turn to look at him, “you’ve helped enough. you should leave.”
then, you brush past him to get to the sink where you let the running water wash away a couple droplets of blood. you hear rummaging from opposite you before a hand grips your other hand that remains uninjured, dragging you to take a seat by one of the chairs by the island counter. you try not to make too much noise to disrupt the couple of guests leaving with the sound of your parents’ voice being a louder distraction to the sound of distaste that leaves your lips.
you can’t fight it when joshua exerts a bit more strength to hold your hand in place, using a tissue to wipe your finger dry before he peels a bandaid (that he unsurprisingly remembers where to get it from) and puts it over the small cut. you keep your eyes lowered for the most part, refusing to look up to him. what he does next makes your heart swell, hammering in your chest when he cocoons your hand with both of his. giving it a gentle squeeze as he holds onto your hand, beckoning you to look up to meet with his gaze.
“i miss you, y/n.”
he watches as surprise fills your features, along with the hot tears that sting your eyes as you blink a couple of times to snap yourself to reality; this reality, where joshua still loves you.
“what the fuck, shua?”
he grips onto your hand a bit more urgently when he senses you trying to pull it back. the look in his eyes pierces your skull with such genuity, it’s making your heart break. he licks his lips and shifts closer, watching how your eyes soften with the breath that hitches in your throat.
“i mean it, y/n.”
if there was anything joshua loved–love about you, it’s the honesty that comes out before you can stop yourself. albeit not great at times but he appreciates it nonetheless.
“i-it’s been six months,” your voice grows soft, like a mere whisper that kisses his ears as he desperately clings on, nodding his head along to your words.
“and not a day goes by do i not think of you,” he says it in a tone that twitches the knife through your chest. it’s the fact that you believe him and every single word he says that makes it all the more painful. you feel like it’s getting harder to breathe, the tears nearly filling your eyes to the brim that the image of joshua looking at you with such longing in his eyes is blurred.
you clutch onto one of his hands, giving it a squeeze with a bated breath, “do you not remember why we broke up in the first place?”
he nods, “i do,”
your mouth open and closes, unsure of how to respond. all you do is hold onto his hand that holds onto yours, gaze into his eyes that linger on yours. he moves one of his hands to raise it up to your cheek. he holds it up there for a while, waiting to see if you’ll move away from him. when you don’t, he carefully pillows his palm to the side of your face, using a thumb to brush the tears away.
“but i wanna work through it with you,” he says, voice getting softer and softer and it takes you a second to realise he’s close to crying with the way his voice trembles. you lean into his touch, eyes fluttering shut. “we can work things out, i know we can,” he continues, moving closer towards you until you feel the way his breath hits your lips, forehead lightly hovering by yours.
“why?” your reply is near silent; a plea that snaps his heartstrings.
he chuckles and it makes you open your eyes to see what’s so funny. but it seems like you’ve bitten the bait when he smiles at you almost immediately when your eyes meet in close proximity.
“because you’re still looking at me like that,” he answers; unwavering. “and i don’t want you to look at someone else like that,”
you heave out a deep sigh as your eyes close once more. joshua feels a little uncertain of what your answer might be but his heart begins to swell with the warmth bursting in his chest when he realises how you’re leaning forward to rest your forehead against his.
“we have so much to talk about...”
at the lack of response from him, you peel your eyes open to see how wide he’s smiling. the excitement that bubbles from his irises before it drives his entire being to move. he nudges you to lean away just so he can walk around to pull you up from your seat and pulls you into his arms. the familiarity that washes over you is enough to make you speechless, only desperately clutching onto him as you circle your arms around his waist to keep him near. your eyes close just as his; both halves returning as a whole, lingering smiles, steady heartbeats.
((”i told you, i told you!” the whispers of your parents’ voice echo from the living room a distance away as the sound travels to the kitchen. you refuse to look and bury yourself in joshua’s embrace as he strokes the back of your head, pinning you to him with a kiss pressed to your temple as you two stay like that for a while.))
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(((”we’re sharing the bed, right?”
“shua,”
“yeah?”
“we’re gonna do more than just share the bed.”
“oh?”
“...”
“...oh.”)))
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naiddif · 8 months
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white-flower-blooming · 10 months
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。゚𑁍ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ💐flowers for his highness* ⊹ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ𑁍ˑ ִ:・゚
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galaxymagick · 3 months
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tarucide · 1 year
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a-secretkey · 5 months
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Touhou Sprite mini set 8
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ishiplove · 11 months
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hello kitty mini pizzas
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lokislytherin · 1 year
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jaeseok & fruits
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this but it’s jae being Horrible at peeling fruits bc he’s so used to having all his fruits peeled and cut for him it’s the Rich Boy Life so when hyungseok goes YO I BOUGHT TANGERINES THEY’RE SO CHEAP BUT THEY’RE SO SWEET COME HERE HAVE SOME jaeyeol’s like !!!! bc he’s not gonna ignore the chance to go to hyungseok’s house!
and then he has to peel his own tangerine and he makes a mess out of it bc he doesn’t have Fruit Peeling Hacks like hyungseok (he has hacks for Everything bc 1) efficiency 2) cheap 3) looks good tastes good) and hyungseok peels tangerines for him
bonus hyungseok feeds him a tangerine slice and jaeyeol’s just chewing like ah yes. this is the life. this is heaven
hyungseok: is it sweet 🥺 jaeyeol: not as sweet as you 🥰 hyungseok: omg... i’m asking you a serious question 😂😂 jaeyeol, internally: this is my serious answer!!! i know your personality is sweet when will you let me kiss you to see if your lips taste just as sweet
jaeyeol indirectly gives hyungseok more fruit funds, they both get healthier lifestyles and fruit dates! hyungseok also likes to make those apple rabbits and jaeyeol’s like 🥺🥺🥺🥺
it was jinsung’s idea actually. jinsung has The healthiest diet out of everyone bc he’s 1) 0 alcohol tolerance even mijin can out-drink him so he might as well not drink and not embarrass himself 2) he’s a jock and an athlete he believes in eating plenty of fruits and veggies he’s a big boy he can handle his greens 3) he shares grapes with mijin sometimes and oh,,, eating out of the palm of the girl you love,,, subtly kissing the juice off her fingertips,,, this is true romance,,,
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aminifanartist · 9 months
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solfirafira · 9 months
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A few days ago, I was in the kitchen making my way through some pancakes I made for breakfast when my mother came sauntering down the stairs with her open laptop propped up on her arm, clearly with the intention to show me something she had come across on Youtube. Placing the laptop on the table, she clicked the play button and we started to watch the video linked above. She wanted to see what I thought of it, saying "Hey look at Edison Chen scold this interviewer lady." I took another bite of my pancake.
What has he done this time?
For context, this is not the first time I'd heard of Edison. Born and raised in America, he was scouted and soon became a well-known actor in Hong Kong. Later, he was embroiled in scandal when he became the victim of a major photo leak that involved NSFW photos of many well-known Hong Kong actresses and made international news, shortly followed by yet another photo leak that involved a 16-year-old model. Later, I learned that he had moved back to America to start his own luxury clothing brand. Safe to say that when his name pops up, the first thing I think of is the scandal.
As I watched the video, I was expecting to immediately side with the interviewer. But as the video progressed, I found myself empathizing with Edison, understanding the perspectives of both parties, and found it a fascinating example of a bigger issue that Edison touches on in the video.
As evidenced with the advent of AI being explored in all aspects of the Art industry (traditional & digital art, writing, music, film, etc.), the discourse surrounding the topic of whether society as a whole respects Art and the making of Art when it can be easily automated with the click of a button has resurfaced and is calling a lot of what people believe about Art into question.
To be clear, by Art what I mean is the expression of the self. The part that has something they want to say, so they pick their medium of choice and use that as a channel for their thoughts and feelings. That's the Making of the Art, and then there's the Marketing and Distribution of the Art if they so choose to want to share it with others, and then there's the Consumption of the Art which is ultimately out of the creator's control but has the potential to become a spark of inspiration for other creators to start their own cycle of Art. This is the basic process of how Art travels from the brain of the creator to the brain of the public. It's clear that in the context of the video, the product they're trying to promote is part of the Making process, while the interview is a part of the Marketing process. Simple, right?
But hold on a second, why is Edison so heated? He doesn't even look like he wants to be there. The clash, I believe, lies at the crossroads of the Making of the Art and the Consumption of Art. Here we have an artist who has put a lot of heart, time, and effort in creating this Art, who now wants to Market their Art to their target audience, only to be faced with an interviewer who can be considered a passive consumer at best, and also unfortunately caught not having done her due diligence.
As an artist, the Making of the Art is almost a sacred process. Everyone has their own way of going about it, and a lot of the time it's a lot of blood, sweat and tears poured into this piece of work. There's a piece of our Selves that is included in the work. On the other hand, Consumption of Art can be a rather passive process from the perspective of the "normie" because obviously we're not talking about the people who vibe with the art, the active consumers who may take it as a direct representation of their identity. We're talking about someone who probably was told a few days prior that she would be interviewing this guest, probably had decent past experience interviewing guests in general, but was unexpectedly taken out of her element when asked to go off-script.
This disconnect is a fascinating phenomenon to witness when both parties are simultanously having separate realizations at once. That when the Creator moves out of the Making of the Art stage, they are effectively relinquishing control of how it is consumed, that regardless of the blood, sweat and tears poured into a piece of work, there will always be a gap between the Creator and the Consumer and that's okay. That for the Interviewer, she is immediately faced with the responsibility of the position she's put herself in, the expectations that guests expect from her professionally, faced with someone who wants to speak and connect with her as a person, not as the interviewer who has cards to follow and a strict schedule to adhere to.
At the end of the day, I don't hold it against Edison for the things he said in this video. I do think he could have exercised some self-control and held back on a portion of it as it seemed he kept going once the main point was made, but otherwise it wasn't uncalled for as he did still stay in his seat when there was always the option to walk out. As for the Interviewer, I hope she's learned her lesson in making sure she does her due diligence prior to interviewing guests. Their time is precious, her time is precious, the entire staff and camera crew's time is precious, and it was all essentially wasted on what could have been a way to connect as humans and make art.
When the video ended and my mother and I had nothing left to comment on, she headed back upstairs with the laptop, presumably to continue watching one of her many chinese dramas that she has on rotation. I, on the other hand, realized I had made one too many pancakes and left the remainder on the table for my father to find when he wakes up as I headed back to my room.
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twenty1carat · 1 year
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MAN CRUSH FANDOM: Made In Thailand
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⁕𓈒࣪It's laundry day
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galaxymagick · 3 months
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