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nekrateholic) wrote2022-11-13 03:24 am
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itunes challenge but it's spotify and i'm ten years late
So the writey worms have been underperforming now that I'm not chased by five fest deadlines at the same time 😔
I remember reading the things other people wrote for this challenge a long time ago, but I think it died down by the time I properly got into fic? Tragic.
The idea now was to:
1. Make me stop hating gdocs, damn (so I wrote in notepad)
2. Force me out of the TXT sinkhole (so if I knew someone from the group/artist singing, they had to be present in the ficlet. Unfortunately for me, I knew someone from almost everyone lol (even though I cheated. And my MCND and Treasure knowledge extends to their names and a handful of performance videos))
Anyway on to the mess:
1. not by the moon - got7
"When I said we could make a sacrifice, I didn't actually think you'd agree," Jackson says as he eyes Bambam, bound and glaring at them over the gag in his mouth. "I don't think he would work anyway."
"You said it has to be a virgin sacrifice?" Mark hums.
This has Jackson laughing, while Bambam rolls around in his ropes, hissing.
Jackson reaches over, takes his gag off.
"I have literally slept with both of you and this is not funny."
Mark grins. "It's a little funny."
2. helicopter - clc
"Bora, you are drunk," Seungyeon says, essentially carrying Bora up the stairs to her apartment.
"Well, yes," Bora slurs. "That was the entire point."
Seungyeon laughs. "To get drunk and panic call me from my parking lot? How did you even get here?"
Bora freezes in place. She turns in Seungyeon's hands and grabs her face, squishing her cheeks together. "My heart led me here."
"I swear I heard the rumble of an engine, though?" Seungyeon squints.
"My heart," Bora repeats.
3. scar - the boyz
"I don't think this was meant to happen," Chanhee comments, off hand. "But I guess he was always a messy eater."
"It's fine," Changmin grins. It's bloody, where he was just biting his lips. "Might have worked for the better."
"Sorry," Sunwoo says. He doesn't sound particularly sorry, but he tries to wipe at Changmin's rapidly healing wound anyway. The first one always scars, before the rest start stitching themselves like they were never there.
4. on - bts
"This doesn't look like what the map said," Jimin says.
Jungkook laughs behind him. They lost the map about three hours ago, when Taehyung almost died while they were crossing the river.
"I mean, at least we're still alive?" Taehyung offers.
His feet bear blisters now. He'd lost his shoes in the river, too.
Jungkook kneels without thinking, gestures for Taehyung to climb on his shoulders. Taehyung huffs but they're all tired. No point in arguing when the result will be the same anyway. He's never been that good with pain.
"We'll find a way out," Jimin says, surging forward with more gusto than Jungkook can keep up with, not with Taehyung's added weight.
5. beautiful goodbye - pentagon
"It's not fair," Jinho says. He doesn't cry, rarely ever does, so Hwitaek cries for both of them.
"Really not fair," he sniffles.
Jinho pats his hair. "It's not that bad there."
Hwitaek sniffles again. "Liar."
"Right," Jinho laughs. "It's pretty bad. But it's over, see? I'm back in one piece. Enlisting isn't the end of the world."
"I wish we had more time before I had to go, too." Hwitaek says, voice barely above a whisper. "We've missed you so much. I did."
"I know," Jinho says. It sounds a little choked up. He doesn't let Hwitaek look up to confirm. "But you'll be back and we'll be stronger than ever, right? It isn't the end of the world. You'll come back to us."
It sounds like he's saying this for his own sake, but Hwitaek doesn't call him out on it.
6. puzzle piece - nct dream
Chenle drops two misshapen lumps at Jeno's feet.
"Merry early Chrismtas. This is for you and Jaemin. I want you to wear these each time we hang out together."
Jeno stares at the... presents? That's definitely gift wrapping paper. He struggles to imagine anyone can wrap presents this bad, though.
"They're so pretty!" Jaemin says with the most awful, endearing smile Jeno has seen. He grabs the pink lump, carefully peeling the paper off as if it doesn't look like a three-year old wrapped it.
*
"This has to be the ugliest sweater I have seen in my entire life." Jeno says, a little later.
"It's what you deserve," Chenle says with conviction. "I can't look at your fucking tank tops. You and Jaemin. I'm tired," he pauses, then hums thoughtfully. "Also, I don't think other people should be allowed to ogle what's mine."
"Awwwwww," Jaemin coos.
7. reveal - the boyz
"You are..." Sangyeon trails off. "What?"
"Awoo," Eric says. He doesn't sound like this at all when he's shifted, but Sangyeon's face is totally worth it.
"You mean to tell me," Sangyeon's lips press together, and he stares at Eric. "What? Are fairies real, too?"
Eric shrugs. "Depending on who you believe. I've heard they're pretty secluded creatures."
Sangyeon considers this for a bit. "Do you howl at the moon then?"
8. boy - treasure
Haruto climbs into Yoshi's bed at two in the morning.
Yoshi startles awake. He thinks he makes a sound, too, but it's hard to disentangle dream from reality. It makes it easier to open his arms, let Haruto snuggle closer.
"You miss home again?" he asks. The sentence starts in Korean by instinct, but ends in Japanese before he realizes he's switched.
"No," Haruto whispers. "Missed you. Is that okay?"
Yoshi is fairly sure those words wouldn't have come out in the light. He nods anyway.
9. my beauty - verivery
"I can make you fall in love," Hoyoung says.
It takes a moment for Dongheon to click that it's lyrics, not something real. Even though it is. Hoyoung doesn't have to know that.
"Are you my beauty, then?" Dongheon laughs instead.
Hoyoung is. It makes Dongheon's heart ache, deep enough, dull enough that he doesn't even register it at first. Or maybe he's used to it.
"That would be nice, wouldn't it?" Hoyoung says, voice soft. "Your voice would sound really nice there."
"I'm not that good with singing," Dongheon points out.
Hoyoung shrugs. "Your voice always sounds nice."
10. to the beat + fever - ateez
Wooyoung is breathtaking.
Hongjoong rarely allows himself to admit that, in parts because Wooyoung is usually too busy making his life difficult.
Right now, though. Wooyoung meets Hongjoong's eyes from the dance floor and it's like he knows. He probably does.
He's always been good at these things.
So Hongjoong doesn't feel out of place as he steps behind him, slides his hands down Wooyoung's thighs.
"You're bold tonight, captain," Wooyoung says, right in Hongjoong's ear.
Because of the music. It still makes Hongjoong shiver.
"Am I? You knew this would happen," he says. His lips drag down Wooyoung's neck.
"I did," Wooyoung laughs. He turns into Hongjoong's hands, arms wrapping around his neck. "Maybe I was feeling lonely."
Guilt spikes through the haze of arousal. He swipes some of Wooyoung's sweaty hair out of his face. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Wooyoung smiles. Less mischief, more real. "Or be, actually. But I'll forgive you if you kiss me."
11. clockwork - taemin
It's barely past six in the mourning. The sky is lighting up but there is still some time before the sun rises properly. In moments like these, it feels like time isn't real. The world is quiet. For once, the incessant buzz of thoughts in Taemin's head is quiet, too.
He opens his window, even if it's far too cold for that, especially at this hour. Closed spaces make him anxious, sometimes. Often. He reaches out of the window, relishes in the cold biting at his fingers, wrist, elbow. He imagines never taking a breath again, and then lets the morning cold burn down his lungs.
12. back door - stray kids
"You are annoying me," Minho says.
Hyunjin knows he's in deep shit. Minho rarely deems it important enough to announce there will be consequences. It makes it all the more sweeter.
"Perfect," Hyunjin grins.
He's not really mad, and Minho knows it. But it's always fun getting on almighty Lee Minho's nerves. It always pays well.
It takes approximately nine and a half minutes for Hyunjin to regret all his life choices.
"Please, hyung, let me back in, I'll behave, I promise!"
13. connect - verivery
"What do you mean you lost them," Yongseung hisses in the receiver. "You were supposed to watch each other's backs. Do you even know which way they went?"
"I'm so sorry," Kangmin mumbles. It's muted, choked up. He's been crying. "I tried to follow them but Dongheon gave me that look. The look. There were so many of them, hyung, I panicked. I'm so sorry."
Breathe, Yongseung tells himself. He would have done the same in Dongheon's shoes. Distract the threat while the others escape.
"It's okay," he says, forcing his voice into something calmer, hopefully soothing. "We'll find them. Come home, please. Be careful."
Yongseung can deal with his own heart later.
14. one (monster & infinity) - super m
"Do you ever just... feel inadequate?" Mark whispers.
They've just finished practice. Baekhyun had to run off almost immediately, with Taemin at his heels. Individual schedules. Jongin is still hanging behind but he has to go in about twenty minutes, too.
"Not really," Ten says. "It's not a feeling I enjoy, so I don't feel it."
"It's that easy?" Mark asks. It's almost endearing, the awe in his voice.
"Of course not," Ten laughs. "But if you tell yourself you're fucking amazing often enough, you start believing it. You should try it."
Softly, almost as if he forgot Ten is stil there, Mark says, "I belong."
15. (cw blood) can't you see me - txt + louder than bombs - bts
Beomgyu stands, alone. All around him, there are stray limbs, torn pieces of flesh, blood. So much blood.
"I'm sorry," Beomgyu whispers.
His knees buckle and Soobin rushes to meet him on the ground so he doesn't hurt himself.
"It's okay," he says, fingers carding through Beomgyu's hair.
"It's not," Beomgyu sobs. He buries his nose in Soobin's neck. At this point, Soobin is probably as bloody as he is.
"I'll hurt you," Beomgyu says. His voice is now devoid of emotion, even if Soobin still feels his tears. It's been like that as the entity takes over. His humanity fighting against it, losing each time.
"That's okay, too," Soobin says. "I'll let it take me - and if not, dying at your hands feels like a fitting end."
Beomgyu just sobs harder.
16. nanana - mcnd
"You are a baby," Sungmin announces. He has Minjae's latest addition to his crop top collection between his fingers. It's a bit racier than the others.
"I am an adult." Minjae huffs, snatching the crop top back. "Please stop going through my stuff, you are not actually my mother."
"The audacity," Sungmin cries, dropping to the ground with a worrying (and dramatic) thump.
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I remember reading the things other people wrote for this challenge a long time ago, but I think it died down by the time I properly got into fic? Tragic.
The idea now was to:
1. Make me stop hating gdocs, damn (so I wrote in notepad)
2. Force me out of the TXT sinkhole (so if I knew someone from the group/artist singing, they had to be present in the ficlet. Unfortunately for me, I knew someone from almost everyone lol (even though I cheated. And my MCND and Treasure knowledge extends to their names and a handful of performance videos))
Anyway on to the mess:
1. not by the moon - got7
"When I said we could make a sacrifice, I didn't actually think you'd agree," Jackson says as he eyes Bambam, bound and glaring at them over the gag in his mouth. "I don't think he would work anyway."
"You said it has to be a virgin sacrifice?" Mark hums.
This has Jackson laughing, while Bambam rolls around in his ropes, hissing.
Jackson reaches over, takes his gag off.
"I have literally slept with both of you and this is not funny."
Mark grins. "It's a little funny."
2. helicopter - clc
"Bora, you are drunk," Seungyeon says, essentially carrying Bora up the stairs to her apartment.
"Well, yes," Bora slurs. "That was the entire point."
Seungyeon laughs. "To get drunk and panic call me from my parking lot? How did you even get here?"
Bora freezes in place. She turns in Seungyeon's hands and grabs her face, squishing her cheeks together. "My heart led me here."
"I swear I heard the rumble of an engine, though?" Seungyeon squints.
"My heart," Bora repeats.
3. scar - the boyz
"I don't think this was meant to happen," Chanhee comments, off hand. "But I guess he was always a messy eater."
"It's fine," Changmin grins. It's bloody, where he was just biting his lips. "Might have worked for the better."
"Sorry," Sunwoo says. He doesn't sound particularly sorry, but he tries to wipe at Changmin's rapidly healing wound anyway. The first one always scars, before the rest start stitching themselves like they were never there.
4. on - bts
"This doesn't look like what the map said," Jimin says.
Jungkook laughs behind him. They lost the map about three hours ago, when Taehyung almost died while they were crossing the river.
"I mean, at least we're still alive?" Taehyung offers.
His feet bear blisters now. He'd lost his shoes in the river, too.
Jungkook kneels without thinking, gestures for Taehyung to climb on his shoulders. Taehyung huffs but they're all tired. No point in arguing when the result will be the same anyway. He's never been that good with pain.
"We'll find a way out," Jimin says, surging forward with more gusto than Jungkook can keep up with, not with Taehyung's added weight.
5. beautiful goodbye - pentagon
"It's not fair," Jinho says. He doesn't cry, rarely ever does, so Hwitaek cries for both of them.
"Really not fair," he sniffles.
Jinho pats his hair. "It's not that bad there."
Hwitaek sniffles again. "Liar."
"Right," Jinho laughs. "It's pretty bad. But it's over, see? I'm back in one piece. Enlisting isn't the end of the world."
"I wish we had more time before I had to go, too." Hwitaek says, voice barely above a whisper. "We've missed you so much. I did."
"I know," Jinho says. It sounds a little choked up. He doesn't let Hwitaek look up to confirm. "But you'll be back and we'll be stronger than ever, right? It isn't the end of the world. You'll come back to us."
It sounds like he's saying this for his own sake, but Hwitaek doesn't call him out on it.
6. puzzle piece - nct dream
Chenle drops two misshapen lumps at Jeno's feet.
"Merry early Chrismtas. This is for you and Jaemin. I want you to wear these each time we hang out together."
Jeno stares at the... presents? That's definitely gift wrapping paper. He struggles to imagine anyone can wrap presents this bad, though.
"They're so pretty!" Jaemin says with the most awful, endearing smile Jeno has seen. He grabs the pink lump, carefully peeling the paper off as if it doesn't look like a three-year old wrapped it.
*
"This has to be the ugliest sweater I have seen in my entire life." Jeno says, a little later.
"It's what you deserve," Chenle says with conviction. "I can't look at your fucking tank tops. You and Jaemin. I'm tired," he pauses, then hums thoughtfully. "Also, I don't think other people should be allowed to ogle what's mine."
"Awwwwww," Jaemin coos.
7. reveal - the boyz
"You are..." Sangyeon trails off. "What?"
"Awoo," Eric says. He doesn't sound like this at all when he's shifted, but Sangyeon's face is totally worth it.
"You mean to tell me," Sangyeon's lips press together, and he stares at Eric. "What? Are fairies real, too?"
Eric shrugs. "Depending on who you believe. I've heard they're pretty secluded creatures."
Sangyeon considers this for a bit. "Do you howl at the moon then?"
8. boy - treasure
Haruto climbs into Yoshi's bed at two in the morning.
Yoshi startles awake. He thinks he makes a sound, too, but it's hard to disentangle dream from reality. It makes it easier to open his arms, let Haruto snuggle closer.
"You miss home again?" he asks. The sentence starts in Korean by instinct, but ends in Japanese before he realizes he's switched.
"No," Haruto whispers. "Missed you. Is that okay?"
Yoshi is fairly sure those words wouldn't have come out in the light. He nods anyway.
9. my beauty - verivery
"I can make you fall in love," Hoyoung says.
It takes a moment for Dongheon to click that it's lyrics, not something real. Even though it is. Hoyoung doesn't have to know that.
"Are you my beauty, then?" Dongheon laughs instead.
Hoyoung is. It makes Dongheon's heart ache, deep enough, dull enough that he doesn't even register it at first. Or maybe he's used to it.
"That would be nice, wouldn't it?" Hoyoung says, voice soft. "Your voice would sound really nice there."
"I'm not that good with singing," Dongheon points out.
Hoyoung shrugs. "Your voice always sounds nice."
10. to the beat + fever - ateez
Wooyoung is breathtaking.
Hongjoong rarely allows himself to admit that, in parts because Wooyoung is usually too busy making his life difficult.
Right now, though. Wooyoung meets Hongjoong's eyes from the dance floor and it's like he knows. He probably does.
He's always been good at these things.
So Hongjoong doesn't feel out of place as he steps behind him, slides his hands down Wooyoung's thighs.
"You're bold tonight, captain," Wooyoung says, right in Hongjoong's ear.
Because of the music. It still makes Hongjoong shiver.
"Am I? You knew this would happen," he says. His lips drag down Wooyoung's neck.
"I did," Wooyoung laughs. He turns into Hongjoong's hands, arms wrapping around his neck. "Maybe I was feeling lonely."
Guilt spikes through the haze of arousal. He swipes some of Wooyoung's sweaty hair out of his face. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Wooyoung smiles. Less mischief, more real. "Or be, actually. But I'll forgive you if you kiss me."
11. clockwork - taemin
It's barely past six in the mourning. The sky is lighting up but there is still some time before the sun rises properly. In moments like these, it feels like time isn't real. The world is quiet. For once, the incessant buzz of thoughts in Taemin's head is quiet, too.
He opens his window, even if it's far too cold for that, especially at this hour. Closed spaces make him anxious, sometimes. Often. He reaches out of the window, relishes in the cold biting at his fingers, wrist, elbow. He imagines never taking a breath again, and then lets the morning cold burn down his lungs.
12. back door - stray kids
"You are annoying me," Minho says.
Hyunjin knows he's in deep shit. Minho rarely deems it important enough to announce there will be consequences. It makes it all the more sweeter.
"Perfect," Hyunjin grins.
He's not really mad, and Minho knows it. But it's always fun getting on almighty Lee Minho's nerves. It always pays well.
It takes approximately nine and a half minutes for Hyunjin to regret all his life choices.
"Please, hyung, let me back in, I'll behave, I promise!"
13. connect - verivery
"What do you mean you lost them," Yongseung hisses in the receiver. "You were supposed to watch each other's backs. Do you even know which way they went?"
"I'm so sorry," Kangmin mumbles. It's muted, choked up. He's been crying. "I tried to follow them but Dongheon gave me that look. The look. There were so many of them, hyung, I panicked. I'm so sorry."
Breathe, Yongseung tells himself. He would have done the same in Dongheon's shoes. Distract the threat while the others escape.
"It's okay," he says, forcing his voice into something calmer, hopefully soothing. "We'll find them. Come home, please. Be careful."
Yongseung can deal with his own heart later.
14. one (monster & infinity) - super m
"Do you ever just... feel inadequate?" Mark whispers.
They've just finished practice. Baekhyun had to run off almost immediately, with Taemin at his heels. Individual schedules. Jongin is still hanging behind but he has to go in about twenty minutes, too.
"Not really," Ten says. "It's not a feeling I enjoy, so I don't feel it."
"It's that easy?" Mark asks. It's almost endearing, the awe in his voice.
"Of course not," Ten laughs. "But if you tell yourself you're fucking amazing often enough, you start believing it. You should try it."
Softly, almost as if he forgot Ten is stil there, Mark says, "I belong."
15. (cw blood) can't you see me - txt + louder than bombs - bts
Beomgyu stands, alone. All around him, there are stray limbs, torn pieces of flesh, blood. So much blood.
"I'm sorry," Beomgyu whispers.
His knees buckle and Soobin rushes to meet him on the ground so he doesn't hurt himself.
"It's okay," he says, fingers carding through Beomgyu's hair.
"It's not," Beomgyu sobs. He buries his nose in Soobin's neck. At this point, Soobin is probably as bloody as he is.
"I'll hurt you," Beomgyu says. His voice is now devoid of emotion, even if Soobin still feels his tears. It's been like that as the entity takes over. His humanity fighting against it, losing each time.
"That's okay, too," Soobin says. "I'll let it take me - and if not, dying at your hands feels like a fitting end."
Beomgyu just sobs harder.
16. nanana - mcnd
"You are a baby," Sungmin announces. He has Minjae's latest addition to his crop top collection between his fingers. It's a bit racier than the others.
"I am an adult." Minjae huffs, snatching the crop top back. "Please stop going through my stuff, you are not actually my mother."
"The audacity," Sungmin cries, dropping to the ground with a worrying (and dramatic) thump.
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