Round 1 2023: Quotes

[hwarium]

Status: Closed This round has closed. It remains open for fills, comments and remixes, but prompts are no longer accepted. Seventeen Holidays Round 1: Quotes About "Someone will remember us, I say, even in another time." "How inconvenient to be made of desire." "It's me, hi, I'm the problem its me." 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 WeVerse drama. 🛑 HOLD UP If this is your first time on 17hols please check out our About Page which contains helpful information and links to pages explaining dreamwidth and HTML. We are a prompting fest where all the action happens in the comment section. Rules Sign up is not required. Fills have a minimum of 400 words for prose, haiku-length for poetry (3 lines), and 400px by 400px for art (memes are also art). Other mediums are fine too! There is no maximum cap. Tag and provide content warnings at your discretion, but a good guide are the Ao3 four (Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage) and this list of common CWs (cr: SportsFest). NSFW/Explicit content should be tagged NSFW art should not be visible, please provide a link and a warning. You may crop the artwork and embed a SFW preview. How it works Prompting Click on [Post a New Comment] at the bottom of this post; Change the subject; Copy+Paste the following HTML into your comment and edit the sections. Feel free to add as much detail as you want! Need ideas? Check out our 2021 and 2022 Quote rounds. <strong>Ship/Member:</strong> Any <strong>Major Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Additional Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Do Not Wants:</strong> None <strong>Prompt:</strong> <blockquote>[QUOTE GOES HERE] </blockquote> Filling Reply to the original prompt; You must change the subject to [FILL] - this is to help the mods track. Feel free to add a title Copy+Paste the following HTML into your comment, edit the sections, and add your text. You may also upload your fill to the AO3 Collection. <strong>Ship/Member:</strong> Any <strong>Major Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Additional Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Permission to remix:</strong> Yes/No/Please ask *** Remixing Post as a reply to the fill you are remixing, using the same HTML as above; Change the subject to [REMIX]. Art/media Upload your work to any platform (twitter, imgur, youtube, soundcloud, google maps, etc.) Using the same HTML code as above, copy the link into your fill or remix. That's it! Optionally, you can embed a picture into your comment. Please use the following code instead. (To explain, the HTML resizes your picture to 400x400px so that it fits on most screens. Users can view the full size if they click on it. You can also add a link to your work on twitter so that others can share it, or to any other website you want) <strong>Ship/Member:</strong> Any <strong>Major Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Additional Tags:</strong> N/A <strong>Permission to remix:</strong> Yes/No/Please ask *** <img src="INSERT IMAGE URL" width="400px"> <a href="INSERT ANY URL YOU WANT">TEXT THAT DESCRIBES THE LINK</a> Note! On dreamwidth, you can't edit a comment once someone has replied to it. Navigation ABOUT FAQ CHAT BAITS ✧ FILLS ✧ < ROUND 1: QUOTES > ROUND 2: ALTERNATE UNIVERSES 2021 2022

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Re: [FILL] suffocating (but only a little)

[seokmin_liker]

ohohoho yes. i was hoping for a gyuhan and i was wondering if someone would take the choking literally and you've done Both of those things. incredible. the dynamic here is just right and i'm in awe of your writing style, it really had me feeling so tense. what a gorgeous piece! thank you for this <3

[FILL] imma see you better

[doongi]

Ship/Member: seokgyu, implied jigyu, side jeongcheol but something is also going on with jeongcheolgyu(+seok, unbeknownst to them)
Major Tags: possession, unreliable narrator, NSFW content
Additional Tags: one body as a vessel for more than one person, looking at him means looking at yourself (literal), mirror sex, technically voyeurism, warped sense of self: both in terms of esteem and identity, praise kink, dogboyisms aka being a good boy is a competition, seokmin is a little mean in this but he's also very good
Permission to remix: yes
WC: 2.6k

Notes: my first 17hols fill…still not sure if I’m doing this right. op, i hope this didn't stray too much from your prompt.


***

Can't you see? Seokmin whispers to Mingyu, Seokmin thinks out loud, Seokmin echoes all around them. Can't you see how much everyone likes you? It may be me in here but they all see you, Mingyu-yah.

posted on ao3.

Re: [FILL] You reflect all the godlike

[seokmin_liker]

oh my god you are a genius as always. first off the wonchan dynamic is absolutely spectacular. secondly i love the layers of backstory that we don't quite know, it adds a certain aura to the whole thing. thirdly chan is back to fuck everything up and wonwoo lets the nicotine ruin him even though he knows he shouldn't... GOD. “There’s only so many times you can be told you’re a fuck up before you start to wonder.” - that absolutely broke me. incredible as always

Re: [FILL] i think maybe you’re lost

[kwontent]

FUCK OFF STOP CALLING HIM
JOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh i’m screaming this is exactly what i was picturing when i prompted this. and of course as soon as he’s sober joshua will ignore him completely and try to forget he did this and it’ll make everything worse. i love when everything is worse. thank you for filling this!!!!!!

wish you were in my room

[kwontent]

Ship/Member: Any
Major Tags: looking back on a failed relationship and not knowing why it didn’t work out… OR some fluff with scary movies…
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

You always want to watch
Somethin' late at night
That terrifies you
And then you make me stand guard
At the bedroom door
I wanna know everythin' you do

No, I never mind
Do it a thousand times
Just let me close to you
'Cause in the dead of night
With you by my side
There's no cold that could cut through

Do you miss me too?

- wildcat | still woozy

Re: a soul that could easily kill

[almondtree]

ahh i was so excited to see someone take this prompt and you didn't disappoint at all!!

“Now it’ll take me hours to bleed out, and it’ll hurt. That’s inconsiderate, okay?”

love how you write this seungkwan--totally does end up reminding me of killing eve and the funnier parts of their dynamic

And the worst part is, he really must be. He looks so handsome saying it.

OW OUCH MY HEART!! this was my prompt (the anon was just because i forgot to log in) and i love what you did with it, wonboo are my faves, thank you for writing <3

[seokmin_liker]

Ship/Member: any
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: failmarriage? loving someone and resenting them at the same time
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:

Pulling my hair back cause you like my neck
Have you been sleeping enough lately?
Sometimes I hate you, but you know I care

- House, The Ophelias

Re: [FILL] like a stone

[st8rgazer]

wow!! thank u for the fill?? the fact that this is canon compliant, i love what you did with seungkwan's character omg

the way he feels insecure in his abilities to the point of taking it out on chan a bit... so much to be explored here thank u!

[FILL] do mi ti, why not me

[soupblog]

Ship/Member: meanie/minwon
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: original female character, bittersweetisms, cheating, implied/referenced sex, hurt/no comfort
Permission to remix: Please ask

***

“There you are, Mingyu.”

Mingyu looks up and grins, seeing Wonwoo standing a few feet in front of him. He gets up and walks over to him, greeting him with a hug.

“You’re late,” Mingyu says, giving Wonwoo a squeeze before stepping away. “I’m glad you made it. Parties suck without you, hyung.”

Wonwoo smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. He’s shifty, for some reason. “I wanted to introduce you to someone,” he says.

“Oh?” Mingyu replies. “Who?”

“You’ll see.”

“Mysterious,” Mingyu says. “What’s up with you?”

Wonwoo doesn’t reply, just nods his head in the direction he came from. Mingyu follows him through the crowd of people over to a table standing along the wall. A girl is sitting there, with long dark hair and red lips. She’s wearing one of Wonwoo’s hats– the beret Mingyu had gotten him for his birthday a few years back. Oh.

“Mingyu,” Wonwoo says, as the girl gets up and smiles at him, extending a hand. “Meet my girlfriend.”

Oh.

Something inside Mingyu crumples up inside him and dies, like someone holding a leaf over a flame. He stands there for a few seconds, dumbstruck, then realizes he has to do something– say something.

“Hi,” Mingyu says, taking the girl’s hand. Her skin is soft. “I uh… well, you already know who I am.”

His voice is coming out all wrong, too high pitched and raw. He doesn’t sound like himself, he doesn’t feel like himself.

The girl laughs airily. She’s pretty, Mingyu supposes, if you’re into that. Into girls.

“I do,” she says. “Wonwoo’s told me all about you. I’m Sohee.”

Just Wonwoo. She must be his age or older, then. And she says her name in a way that makes it seem like she’s saying, ‘you know, Sohee? His girlfriend? The girl he’s been telling you about?’ but the truth is, Wonwoo’s never mentioned Sohee to Mingyu before.

Mingyu wants to say this, but he doesn’t. He swallows it down.

“Good to finally meet you,” Mingyu says instead. He lets go of her hand and looks over at Wonwoo, who’s surveying him with a strange expression that Mingyu can’t quite place. “Well, I’ll get out of your hair. I don’t want to interrupt your date.”

The briefest look of regret passes over Wonwoo’s face, it’s there and then it’s gone. It’s not enough. Mingyu says goodbye and leaves, stalking towards the bar while something hot and evil coils around in the pit of his stomach.

Before he makes it to the bar, he changes his mind– he changes course, and he leaves the bar. As he’s closing the door behind him, Mingyu catches sight of Wonwoo– his arms are wrapped around Sohee’s waist, her head resting on his shoulder. But Wonwoo is looking at Mingyu.

Why is he looking at him? Hasn’t he hurt Mingyu enough?

Wonwoo should know better than to feed a dog he can’t keep. He should know better, but he doesn’t, and Mingyu doesn’t either– he gives Wonwoo a smile before turning around and walking out.

It’s raining outside, but for once, Mingyu doesn’t mind. He stands in the middle of the street, staring up at the starless night sky.

When Mingyu wakes up the next morning, for a second, he’s convinced it was just a weird dream. But he opens his phone and opens instagram, and there Sohee is on Wonwoo’s story– and Mingyu feels sick. He closes his phone and puts it back on the bedside table, turning onto his side and staring at the wall unseeingly. The thing in the pit of his stomach awakens, coiling around his insides.

Had he been imagining things? Had he been imagining the stolen glances, the lingering touches, all of it, was it just something Mingyu had made up in his head? Has Wonwoo ever liked him, or was it just wishful thinking?

Why did he like Sohee? Why not him? Why not him?

…

A month passes. Mingyu sees Wonwoo around the campus, and he’s not intentionally avoiding him– he just doesn’t go out of his way to say hi to him. That’s fair, isn’t it?

They talk, sometimes. In class, in between classes. Wonwoo texts him sometimes, asking if he’ll be at parties, that sort of thing. Mingyu says no, most of the time.

When he does go, it’s never quite the same as it was before. Wonwoo hovers around the party with Sohee, and Mingyu lingers in corners and shadows until one of his friends find him and tug him out. Rarely is Wonwoo the friend who does it, but when he does, it’s… tense. Sohee seems to either not notice, or she just ignores it.

She’s really quite sweet, and Mingyu wishes she wasn’t– it would be so much easier if she was mean and cruel, but she isn’t. She’s nice.

The three of them will share a drink, laugh a bit, dance a bit, and then Mingyu will make up an excuse and lock himself in the bathroom, or he’ll just leave.

Tonight, he leaves. Mingyu goes home and lies down flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling, and he thinks; why not me? Why not me? Why not me?

…

The next weekend Mingyu stays home. He’s lying on his couch half asleep when there’s a knock on his door which shakes him out of it, and he rolls off the couch with a groan.

He opens the door to see–

“Wonwoo hyung?”

“Hey,” Wonwoo says. He sounds tired. “Can I come in?”

“Oh,” Mingyu says. “I mean, sure.”

He lets Wonwoo inside, watching him take off his shoes and his jacket, completely shaken awake by his sudden appearance. Mingyu takes him into the living room and Wonwoo sits down on the couch and puts his head in his hands.

“Sorry about barging in like this,” Wonwoo says at length, looking up at Mingyu again. “Sohee kicked me out, and there’s no way for me to get back to mine at this hour. I need a place to crash for the night.”

Of course, Mingyu thinks. Of course Wonwoo only looks for Mingyu when he needs something from him. He’s not sure if he minds.

“Alright,” Mingyu says. “You can sleep here, it’s fine. Do you…” he gestures vaguely. “Want to talk, or something?”

“I don’t know,” Wonwoo replies.

“Do you want a beer?”

“Yeah.”

Mingyu opens his mini fridge and takes two beer cans, tossing one to Wonwoo before sitting down on the couch next to him. They sit in silence for a while, drinking. Eventually, Wonwoo speaks up again.

“I’m bad at fighting,” he says.

Mingyu scoffs, “I don’t think anyone’s good at fighting with their partner.”

“I guess not,” Wonwoo says. “I just feel like… I don’t know, I feel like I should’ve said better things. The right things. To fix it.”

“Would those things have been the truth?” Mingyu asks.

Wonwoo looks at him for a long time, before eventually shaking his head and saying, “I changed my mind. I don’t want to think about it.”

“I don’t think I’m the right person to ask for relationship advice anyway, hyung,” Mingyu says– because he can’t stop himself. He can’t stop himself from wanting to make it better, always like a dog wanting to please its owner. He hates himself for it almost as much as he hates Wonwoo. “I could be a good distraction, though.”

“A distraction?” Wonwoo says. He’s still looking at Mingyu, but his eyes have changed, clouded a bit and grown darker. His beer stands empty on the coffee table.

And then, quite suddenly, Wonwoo leans forward– instinctually Mingyu leans back, and they end up almost flat against the couch, Mingyu caged in by Wonwoo’s arms on either side of him.

“Hyung–”

He doesn’t get to finish. Wonwoo kisses him hard, pushes him back into the couch, and Mingyu’s mind goes blank, completely blank– all he can think of is Wonwoo pressed up against him, and then as suddenly as it came, it’s over.

Wonwoo pulls away, as if startled by his own actions, “sorry, fuck, Mingyu–”

“It’s okay,” Mingyu hurries, following Wonwoo up and grabbing onto his shirt, desperately, pathetically. “It’s fine, hyung.”

It’s not fine. It’s not fine. That wasn’t what Mingyu had meant by distraction at all– he’d thought about putting on a movie, or talking about something other than Sohee, not… not this. But if he can have this, maybe…

“No it’s not,” Wonwoo says, shaking his head. “Mingyu, I–”

“It’s okay,” Mingyu says again, and he pulls Wonwoo back down with him, and Wonwoo follows. “I’ll distract you, hyung. Let me be a distraction. Let me– let me be useful to you. Use me, I want– I want to be useful.”

Wonwoo stares at him unblinkingly for a few seconds, and then he’s kissing him again, even hungrier this time, his tongue forcing its way into his mouth as he kisses him roughly. He manages to manhandle Mingyu into a more comfortable position, so that Wonwoo is lying in between his legs, his arms still on either side of his head, trapping him there.

And Mingyu’s wanted this for so long that he doesn’t care why it’s happening, doesn’t care about the consequences. He just wants Wonwoo.

He tugs impatiently at Wonwoo’s shirt, trying to get it off, “bedroom,” he whines, “please, hyung. This couch is too small.”

Wonwoo just hums in response, pressing wet kisses down his neck, “yeah,” he mumbles, “right, okay. Bedroom.”

They get up, but their lips don’t leave each other– Mingyu can’t stop, if he stops he’ll start thinking about it, why it’s a bad idea, why he shouldn’t, and so will Wonwoo.

They fumble their way backwards into Mingyu’s bedroom and fall onto the bed, a mess of limbs, panting and racing against an imaginary clock. Reality, maybe.

Mingyu’s head is swimming, and the only parts of his body he can feel are the parts of him that are touching Wonwoo, or that Wonwoo’s touching, and he’s real– they’re both real.

When Wonwoo is pressing wet kisses down Mingyu’s neck and then across his abdomen, he turns his head to the side and sees Wonwoo’s phone in the bundle of clothes next to them on the bed. Several unread messages are shown on the screen, all of them from Sohee. Mingyu turns the phone off.

And Mingyu tries to forget whose skin Wonwoo’s lips have been on, what his hands have done. He tries not to think about who Wonwoo wishes Mingyu was.

It works, almost.

When Mingyu wakes up the next morning, Wonwoo is gone. It’s raining again.

Re: [FILL] a bleeding, loyal heart

[thesolemneyed]

Minghao is asleep, peaceful, and totally unaware of his sword gleaming in the corner of the room. Now is the time to act. -- noo noOOO
It’s a beauty befitting Minghao, Junhui thinks—cold, austere, and yet somehow radiant. -- youre so evil making minghao into the thing that is going to be used to kill him
“I am a tax administrator fleeing from the kingdom of Renjun." -- same
“Besides,” Junhui bursts out, “you’re the one that started it!”
“What?” Minghao snaps. “Are you a child? Is that the best excuse you have?” -- stop i beg you please the junhuisms
Whatever it is, Minghao did start it. -- eueu
Why spill Minghao’s blood when he could have his whole body? -- youre evil actually
Minghao says nothing. He just smiles, not caring about the bloodstain on his cheek. -- i am kissing you on the cheek and the forehead and lips i am obsessed with you actually this truly made my day MWAH i love you

Re: [FILL] the view of you

[nitemareodyssey]

this dynamic!!!!!!! sometimes i write a fic and i have this very clear idea of what is going to happen after i stop writing even if i don't intend to write any more, but with this....i don't know. does mingyu come in and out of seokmin's life? or is he something more permanent? who knows! not me!

Re: [FILL] succession of shelters

[doongi]

ah this is beautiful and heartwrenching. that feeling of missing home, even if the definition of that word changes over time, is always such a present thing when you feel it & it's so vivid here

and also: i love how this is a study in a setting as a character, yes, but in people as a place, too: people as home—minghao knowing to soothe joshua, jun drawing him out of his funk and shua recognizing that for what it is, jeonghan and cheol offering their company.

thank you so much for sharing 💗

Re: [FILL] But nothing is like the heart of a person

[heartspound]

ki... oh my god... this cut so deep... your minwon always leaves me like a crumpled up piece of paper and this was no exception. YOUR PROSE, the atmosphere and the references (from "I want you to know that I would have really liked running through the rain with you" to the motorcycle scene at the very end to bittersweet), all of it coming together was so satisfying... the realization of what was happening to him hurt so good T__T and i loved your own version of this, as always. thank you. please keep writing.

Re: All nature in confusion

[doongi]

oh this is incredible, and your prose is so precise and meaningful. contract renewals canon divergence....ohhhh . maximum ouch . thank you for writing and sharing this!

[FILL] sticks / stones

[st8rgazer]

Ship/Member: Mingyu/Jeonghan
Major Tags: Mature (non-explicit sexual content)
Additional Tags: hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, implied shower sex, character study
Permission to remix: yes!

***
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

Jeonghan cannot stand Mingyu.

It is their third anniversary together and they’ve booked a weekend away from the city, in the forest. Today, when they arrived and wandered through their accommodation, Jeonghan came to the realisation that Mingyu gets on his nerves.

(In a way that only people who love each other can.)

They sleep for a few hours, in separate rooms. This too grates on Jeonghan’s nerves, even though he was the one who left the bedroom to nap on the couch. He wishes Mingyu sought him out. Found him on the couch and coaxed him back under the covers, into the warmth of his arms.

(He wishes he could go back to a year ago, when they still held hands inside, and shared touches when no one was around.)

/

In the morning, they take a walk through the forest. Morning dew sticks to the grass and leaves, cushioning their footsteps. Mingyu leads them, half a step ahead.

(Jeonghan wishes he would slow down, slow to a step by Jeonghan’s side. Take his hand and swing it back and forth as they stumbled over broken branches. Talk to him with their arms like a metronome between them)

They stop in front of a pond. There is a boat and rows waiting for them.

(On their first date, they went canoeing. Mingyu was in the canoeing club during his university days, and Jeonghan liked him too much to decline.)

Mingyu coaxes him into agreeing once again, and they row the boat to the middle of the pond. Mingyu starts talking about their first date. How they’ve come so far, it’s already been three years, hyung! Jeonghan hums in response.

As it turns out, the boat has a hole at the bottom. Jeonghan hears the water bubble from where he is sitting. The boat tilts forward, water quickly rushing in as they rush to balance themselves. Mingyu leans back into Jeonghan’s space.

Jeonghan snaps at Mingyu, panicked, “Yah! What are you doing!”

Mingyu giggles, leaning back even further and resting his head on Jeonghan's shoulder.

“I’m trying to balance the boat, hyung.”

(This too irritates Jeonghan. I’m scared that we’re sinking, he wants to yell. Look at me, look at my face. I’m hurting, I’m hurting, I'm hurting.)

/

It’s late in the morning when they get back to their accommodation soaking wet. Jeonghan is tired from the lack of sleep. Spent from wasting so much energy early in the morning. Mingyu totters away from him, still energetic. He’s talking about their plans for the rest of the day — does Jeonghan want to eat brunch instead of lunch and eat an early dinner so they can watch a movie? What movie should they watch, he’s pre-downloaded a few in case the connection here turned out bad.

(Jeonghan didn’t come all the way down to the forest to watch a movie. He wants to have sex instead, somewhere people can’t hear them and they don’t have to worry about being quiet or the downstairs neighbours knocking up their ceiling.)

Jeonghan steps on a branch, it’s a jarring enough sound that Mingyu stops and turns back.

Jeonghan stares at the ground, the branch he just broke and his toes, the new sandals that Mingyu got him for his birthday this year.

“Hyung?”

“I don’t want to,” Jeonghan says to his feet.

This must be a testament to how well Jeonghan knows Mingyu because when he hears the shuffle of Mingyu’s feet, he knows he’s turned to face him, tilted his head to the side like a lost puppy waiting for its owner, even though Jeonghan is still staring at his feet in his new sandals.

When Jeonghan looks up, he finds that he’s right. Mingyu is looking at him, head tilted to the side, eyes wide and lost.

“I don’t want to eat brunch with you,” Jeonghan says, “I don’t want to watch a movie with you.”

He watches Mingyu flinch as if Jeonghan has stuck him across the face.

(I want to eat brunch with you. I want to talk to you and want you to play with my hair and my fingers. I want to watch a movie with you but have it turn into something more as the night goes on. I want to be touched by you. I want to be loved. )

/

The problem is that Jeonghan is good at flinging out words he does not mean. Only because he knows they hurt, a dull ache that will never go away, lodged between the ribs like a knife.

It’s only a matter of who pulls out the knife first.

/

Jeonghan stares at Mingyu, I don’t want to do anything with you, flung into the air between them.

Mingyu clenches and unclenches his hands by his side, eyes searching Jeonghan’s face.

“What’s wrong with you?” Mingyu asks after a while.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. You.

“You could have checked the boat for holes first before you dragged me into it,” Jeonghan says instead.

Mingyu laughs, there’s no humour in it, his hands remain at his side, “Is that why you’re mad? Just because you got a little wet?”

Jeonghan scoffs, gesturing to himself, “You’re calling this a little?”

“Don’t act like you weren’t the one who dragged us out for a walk in the first place, hyung.”

Jeonghan tries and fails to keep his cool. His breaths come out short and stuttered — angry.

“I dragged us out because I wanted to spend time with you!”

It rings out in the silence of the forest. It’s too quiet.

They’ve built this relationship brick by brick.

“Do you even love me anymore, Mingyu-yah?”

It all comes crumbling down.

/

Mingyu showers first. Jeonghan waits in the kitchen, a soggy bowl of cereal in front of him and his clothes sticking to his body like old film.

He’s tired — of yelling out only in his head, but never saying the words out loud. The shower is still running, Mingyu is only just a wall away. There’s nothing stopping Jeonghan.

It takes him a moment to build up his courage to push back the bathroom door and step inside. Mingyu is facing the door as Jeonghan steps in as if waiting for him. Jeonghan strips his clothes off as he walks towards him.

Mingyu doesn’t react even as he stills to a stop underneath the stream of hot water. The water hits his face like rain.

“Mingyu-yah,” Jeonghan says. His voice comes out garbled, punctuated by the water hitting the tiles. Even to his own ears, he sounds desperate. Desperate to hold on to this one thing, even as he feels Mingyu letting go of everything.

(Mingyu is still holding on, Jeonghan knows. He is patient and waiting, willing to wait for Jeonghan to step up by his side, step into the shower with him and grab his arms, begging to be touched and loved.)

“Mingyu-yah, do you still love me?”Jeonghan asks as he runs his hands through Mingyu’s hair. He grabs the grown-out hairs at the base of Mingyu’s neck and hums, “You need a haircut.”

He tilts Mingyu’s head down, brings his forehead to meet his own, “Shall hyung give you a haircut?” He whispers into the sliver of space between them.

Mingyu moves first because there is only so far Jeonghan is able to go by himself. It’s a painful kiss, all teeth and no tongue. Jeonghan reaches up, farther, farther, trying to push himself into Mingyu, grips his hair in one hand and shoulder in the other like a lifeline. Mingyu backs them into the wall of the shower, hands travelling over Jeonghan’s body, running up to his shoulders, and down to his back.

“I want to do everything with you, Mingyu-yah,” Jeonghan whispers when he pulls back.

Mingyu pulls him back in and rests his forehead on Jeonghan’s shoulder.

“Jeonghan-ah, please,” Mingyu mumbles against his skin, lips a tender kiss against the jut of his shoulder, “tell me how you want me to love you.”

honey, i don't feel so good, don't feel justified

[madeoutcreek]

Ship/Member: Joshua/Any, Wonwoo/Any
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: established relationship, emotional fatigue, being painfully aware of the fact that your problems are making your partner starve for your affection and reciprocity, the other side of renegade by big red machine
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

Here's the best part, distilled for you
But you want what I can't give to you
Your hands are grabbing while my hands are tied
I can't love you how you want me to

- Boygenius, Bite The Hand

You're growing tired of me
You love me so hard and I still can't sleep
You're growing tired of me
And all the things I don't talk about

- Mitski, A Pearl

[corar]

Ship/Member: Jeonghan/Joshua (romantic or platonic)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: MCD, Noncon

Prompt:

Among the prime numbers there are some that are even more special. Mathematicians call them twin primes: they are pairs of prime numbers that are close to one another, almost neighbours, but between them there is always an even number that prevents them from truly touching. Numbers like 11 and 13, like 17 and 19, 41 and 43. If you have the patience to go on counting, you discover that these pairs gradually become rarer. You encounter increasingly isolated primes, lost in that silent, measured space made only of numbers, and you become aware of the distressing sense that the pairs encountered up until that point were accidental, that solitude is the true destiny. Then, just when you’re about to surrender, when you no longer have any desire to go on counting, you come across another pair of twins, clutching each other tightly.

― Paolo Giordano

[keyofreason]

Ship/Member: Any
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Loving someone because of their flaws, not despite it
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

“you’re not a monster,” i said. but i lied. what i really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. from the latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the old french to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. to be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.

- ocean vuong, from on earth we’re briefly gorgeous.

[keyofreason]

Ship/Member: Any
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Loving someone while mentally ill??
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

“my mother’s trust issues are leaking into my chest
and I’ve got my father’s nose and his tendency to
stop calling back
so I’m sorry
about the 9 missed calls I have from you
and the 6 voicemails I never played
I swear I’d love you if I could”

— extrasad on tumblr

Re: [FILL] succession of shelters

[corar]

ah wow <3 thank you for noticing all the little details and things i wanted to put in here! people as home and/or catalysts of the change of where you think home is a theme i love, and i'm glad you caught that <3 thank you for reading and leaving such a thoughtful comment!

Re: FILL: in my arms

[(Anonymous)]

and they'll marvel at everything and Minghao will explain all the things that Soonyoung asks him to explain (and more)...

i teared up..i teared up i did!!!!! xmh's words steeped in love for ksy.. and the love reciprocated u can feel thru ksy's reflexive actions and words.. thank u so much for writing and sharing this w us, a beautiful letter of love!!

[keyofreason]

Ship/Member: Any
Major Tags: Growing up together
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

“The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.”

― Mikko Harvey

Re: a soul that could easily kill

[brigand]

omg thank you so much!! hehe i love writing stuff with very obvious deep backstories that i don't have to fill in...

(also this is creep behavior but i looked at your profile and hey birthday twins!)

Re: a soul that could easily kill

[brigand]

hehe thank youuuu!! (i'm still gonna write that vampire reincarnation soulmates one, this prompt just grabbed me by the neck and wouldn't let go)

[FILL]: Places We Never Should Have Left

[thesolemneyed]

Ship/Member: Wonwoo/Junhui
Major Tags: Post-Apocalypse
Additional Tags: Character Death, Finding Each Other Again
Permission to remix: Yes

kissing you on the lips this was so fun to write. sorry she's so bleak it be like that.
ao3 twt