Status: Closed
This round has closed. It remains open for fills, comments and remixes, but prompts are no longer accepted.
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.
đ 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.
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.
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)
On dreamwidth, you can't edit a comment once someone has replied to it.
Navigation
|
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
[REMIX] if i can't have you, no one should
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Yoon Jeonghan, flatmates
Permission to remix: Yes
wc: 600+
A/N: vee.. *shakes fist*
***
Mingyu tastes like summer and the honeycomb latte he had toyed with hours earlier when Wonwoo finally kisses him in the back of the car.
Itâs far too public and dangerous than Wonwoo dares to go usually, but the person driving is a friend of a friend of a friendâwhich is to say someone who Wonwoo has gamed with maybe twice in his lifeâand well, Wonwoo wants to cross the line today.
When youâre going back on your own words, turning a guaranteed no into an insistent, undeniable yesâyou might as well go fucking big.
*
They stand hip to hip on the elevator up to their apartment and maybe itâs silly that they donât take the chance to kiss now that theyâre all alone, but Wonwoo knows that with Mingyu half the battle is won in getting him tense in all the right ways.
Living together has left little to the imagination and they almost know each other too well as flatmatesâbut not like this.
Thereâs a strange thrill to merely letting their knuckles brush against each other instead of reaching out; something entirely unfamiliar about their reflections on the elevator door that tells him perhaps they donât know each other at all.
*
Predictably, Mingyu pushes him against the door the second it shuts behind them and Wonwoo welcomes it: the push, the pressure, the moment before their lips touch when theyâre breathing each other in.
Mingyu kisses him unabashedly, no awkward attempts at hiding how much he wants Wonwoo and Wonwoo doesnât care if itâs fucked upâall he can think about is the intensity of that very first time Jeonghan kissed him.
How much of Mingyu is in Jeonghanâs kisses and how much of Jeonghan in Mingyuâs heâll probably never be able to tell but to know their imprints on each other is enough.
It surprises him to realise how much he wants to be the only one to ever find out.
*
With Mingyu spread out underneath him on his bed, Wonwoo takes a moment to trail his nose down from Mingyuâs neck to his own pillow and inhale, slow and deep.
Mingyu turns his head and bites Wonwooâs earlobeâharder enough that Wonwoo gasps.
âYouâre fucking me, not him.â Mingyu says.
Wonwoo captures his lips before heâs done speaking and doesnât relent until theyâre both breathless and spit-slick messy.
âAnd youâre fucking meâŚnot him.â Wonwoo grinds down on Mingyu, as he replies, bare skin against bare skin at last.
Wonwoo remembers only too well what the last person that laid on his sheets looked likeâand clearly, Mingyu does tooâbut the thought stays at the back of his mind.
Crawling down the length of Mingyuâs body, leaving little teasing bites as he goes, he has more pressing things to tend to: having something he unwittingly craved laid out for him to see and touch, when all this while the only thing he could do was listen in.
âHyung,â Rings out loud and pleading when Wonwoo puts his mouth on Mingyu, fingers coming to tangle in Wonwooâs short black strands only too naturally.
Neither of them makes the mistake of taking any wrong names that night.
*
Was it intentional, what they both did before they could get to this point? Or were they just casualties of someone elseâs game?
If someone asked him later, he would claim he doesnât remember.
But in the morning when he wakes to Mingyu straddling his hips, sunlight cast over his ribs as they rippled under Wonwooâs touch, there is the distinct smell of a successful exorcism in the air.
Until the ghost rings the doorbell, of course.
[REMIX] won't apologize to nobody
(Anonymous) 2023-02-08 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: motive and mind games; yoon jeonghan, self-designated getalong dick
Permission to remix: Yes
***
"You should stop playing with them, you know."
Jeonghan makes an acknowledging sound, though his laser focus is on a loose string hanging from the cuff of his sweater. The seam unravels, but the form holds shape. How fortunate he is to know someone who can sew.
"Hyung."
Seungkwan is frowning when Jeonghan finally looks up from his sleeve, drink still untouched. He supposes the gaze is meant to be fixing, to be stern. Worry leaks through.
Jeonghan smiles, genuine. "Don't worry about me. I know what I'm doing."
/
For as long as Jeonghan has known Wonwoo, he's been like this: dangle a shiny new toy in front of him and he'll feign disinterest. He'll agonize and worry and build up monuments in his mind, though he'll never make the first move.
They're polar opposites in this way: who would prefer nescience to knowing?
It was like that with the apartment, the roommate. You can't want something too much or it'll fall apart. He'd never said about Mingyu, about where they'd fallen, but it's not rocket science to figure out when you're the rebound.
Jeonghan had seen the end of it all from a mile away. Posture, silence. The way they'd both tiptoed around each other when Jeonghan had let himself in, languished on the couch while waiting for Wonwoo to disconnect himself from a call. How to tip the first domino, to shake up the room.
He collects the awkward pauses and fills the empty space with himself.
Fortuitous, that Jeonghan catches the lingering gaze on their joined hands when they emerge as an us the following morning.
"Congratulations." Wonwoo sounds stiff. "I'm happy for you both."
/
The thing about friendships is that you choose the friendship over all else.
Once that door is open, it cannot be shut.
/
Jeonghan stands at the threshold of Wonwooâs door, staring down at Mingyu. He hasnât noticed him yet, though the familiar flush to his skin suggests that what came to transpire is recent enough that he could probably taste him in Mingyuâs mouth.
Wonwoo makes no moves to explain, though Jeonghan shrugs, as if to say what else is there to say?
When he turns for the door, Mingyu's voice calls out like a bell.
âHyung?â There's no doubt in who that is for. Thereâs the alarm, flickering high like a flame.
There never was an endgame that readily involved him.
Jeonghan prefers it this way.
Re: [REMIX] won't apologize to nobody
Re: [REMIX] won't apologize to nobody
Re: [REMIX] won't apologize to nobody
just. the way you dissect wonwoo from jeonghan's eyes. your immaculate, exquisite jeonghan voice. I thought about this recently but there have been times when I'd feel intimidated writing from someone's pov since I've read another writer do it with so much knowledge and love and skill so nothing I attempt would ever come close - when it comes to jeonghan... this is you. argh.
Once that door is open, it cannot be shut. gawwwwdddd you always know how to leave an impact!! (and me breathless. heh.)
the entire last scene I'm not sure what coherent sentences I can even string. I've given the screams in my head time to die down but they haven't.
There never was an endgame that readily involved him.
Jeonghan prefers it this way.
[SCREAMS] [CUT SCENE] [I GET DRAGGED OFF THE STAGE]
Re: [REMIX] won't apologize to nobody
Re: [REMIX] if i can't have you, no one should
again, with making me chuckle at the cough additional tags. Yoon Jeonghan being there feels like an inside joke.
the opening!!!! gets me all tensed in the right ways - maybe I'm as easy as Mingyu with Wonwoo when it comes to your writing. whatever. I'll plead guilty. just the anticipation of it all... not knowing when the wave would finally break, only to have the punch delivered straight to my gut here: [...] Wonwoo doesnât care if itâs fucked upâall he can think about is the intensity of that very first time Jeonghan kissed him. ARGUHHHGUGHHHH you're insane. I'm insane. I love this wonwoo so much. I kiss your brain. like. It surprises him to realise how much he wants to be the only one to ever find out. GOD!!!!
I don't even :) want to go into :) the next scene. idk. I want to know what goes on inside their heads. the acknowledgement that there's someone else in the bed with them even when they're alone. uuuum. and also [...] when all this while the only thing he could do was listen in. my brain is mush......
and of course. the last two sentences are just! genius! then again, you are genius. enough so that I shall thank you for ruining my life.