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Wonwoo’s rut is starting, and he’s in the fucking doghouse.
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09 Oct 2025
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“Wen Junhui, Hansollie’s manager,” he says. And, did he just insinuate that Joshua was the boyfriend?
“Hong Joshua, Seungkwan’s manager,” Joshua corrects, voice toneless as he can manage. He doesn’t know why this guy seems to think this is a joke.
“Oh, shit— you’re not the talent? Ah, I probably shouldn’t say shit—” Junhui cuts himself off. “You’re pretty enough to be an idol, for what it’s worth. I probably shouldn’t say that either— well—”
“Hyung,” Hansol butts in, voice strained.
(OR: Joshua and Junhui are managers of two celebrities that get pushed into a PR relationship. They keep hanging out on fake dates to watch over their respective wards, but they accidentally start falling in love too.)
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26 Aug 2025
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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26 Aug 2025
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“Your boy just posted,” Mingyu says from his slumped position on the couch.
“He’s not my boy,” Wonwoo says reflexively, but he’s already navigating to an open tab and typing in the url.
Wonwoo has been following xoshua on Tumblr for as long as he’s been on there himself. A candyland smorgasbord of pink pastel skulls greets him as the page loads, and a Crystal Castles song starts playing out loud. His cursor turns into a tiny middle finger that barfs up a trail of glitter wherever he clicks.
There is indeed a new post at the top. Wonwoo sucks in a breath.
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20 Aug 2025
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(I want to do) All the Things Your Lungs Do So Well by bugstopher
Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band)
02 May 2025
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“Are you going to let me inside you?”
Mingyu bit his lip, praying it was as cute as he imagined. “You know,” he drawled, “I hoped you were going to ask—”
“Your mind, Mingyu.”
“For the contract?” Mingyu asked, feeling exceptionally stupid.
“How else am I to know if you're an honest man?”
“Fuck,” Mingyu muttered, trying very hard to pretend that didn't turn him on. “Right. Okay.”
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A Trade Union envoy, such as Mingyu was, made deals with contracts and signatures. It was the most practical option, administratively speaking. But the galaxy was wide, the number of intelligent species uncountable, and customs and rituals around promises could vary dramatically.
Even so, the customs of the planet VC7-C7’s mainland were quite unique, and Mingyu was very lucky.
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20 Aug 2025