17hols | Round 2: Alternate Universes

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2021

Round 2: Alternate Universes

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Seventeen Holidays

Round 2: Alternate Universes

About

Sometimes its the characters that move us, but sometimes we fall in love with the the world behind the story. Something transformative occurs when we place the characters we love in an unfamiliar world, like the light has shone on a new side and we're seeing them anew.

Run to the classics; revisit the magic of Harry Potter, the heart-punch of a Pacific Rim drift, the warmth of a Coffee Shop AU. Or maybe dig your fingers into a story that blew your mind - Battle Royale, The Raven Cycle, Interstellar - or demand better from a book that let you down (The Poppy War fin- mmph). Perhaps! You might combine two of your fandoms for maximum joy (Haikyuu and Tennis adjacent mutuals, I'm looking at you.)

The possibilities are literally endless. Do it for the aesthetic, do it for the drama.

Examples

Wonhui x MDZS/Untamed

Wonwoo as Lan Wanji, Jun as Wei Wuxian (Minghao as Jiang Cheng?). I want a cast that feels betrayed and shocked at Junhui's demise but then gradually learning his reasons behind it.

Mingyu/Seungkwan Debating AU

Imagine them as third speakers in the high school circuit. Rivals! Mortal Enemies! Prepared case summaries derailing into personal attacks, and then when their coach calls them out on it they become passive aggressive e.g. "there are major flaws in the opposition's arguments..."

Jeonghan as Mal from Inception

Any Jeonghan ship will do. I just want him to chaotically haunt a person while being sexy about it.

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ROUND 2: ALTERNATE UNIVERSES

ROUND 3: SCREENCAPS

ROUND 4: WHO, WHERE, WHEN

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YEAHHHHHHH THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME!!!! everything about this is amazing but the 8jun especially HURTS ME.... thank u so much 4 this god bless

aaaaaaaaaaaaa this was so good!!!! i paused at >Tidal Reaper an impressive name for a jaeger and an even more fitting one for a coffin.

and then again at >Like only half of him is present right now, the other half floating on the edge of a memory.

the details about hansol and soonyoung having tried drifting once+closing with the sea were so great, thank you for sharing <3 it hit some of my absolute favorite things that you can do with the pacrim universe, esp the little bits of memories not their own were incredible

ahhh thank u sm T___T i think this is my first time writing hvc so i was a little nervous but im glad it came thru alright! this piece plays so well to the soulmateism of the past pairings but also the unexpected understanding between two people who are very different AH thank u sm for saying this!! i think even while being snwu/verkwan truther ive been so intrigued by recently discovering hvc actually considers ksy one of his best friends in the group even tho they're so diff and they're rarely associated tgt so i wanted 2 play around w that! im v touched u picked out those lines i was actually a bit worried abt those 2 in particular so im glad u liked them!! thank u for the lovely comment <3

ki!! thank u for picking out that line that's actually one of the first ones that came 2 me so i def tried 2 build part of the scene around it... ahh i love that u describe it as floating in the deep end i think abt that kind of feeling a lot so im very happy if this could evoke it even a little. LOL honestly i think i kinda did have mariya's pacrim floating around in the back of my head while writing this... hoping i didnt accidentally rip it off but if it parallels nicely i will be happy. thank u sm for reading <3

ahhh im glad u liked those lines they were some of my personal favs!! thank u for the prompt haha honestly i didn't think i was going end up taking it in this direction but im glad u enjoyed! ty for reading <3

oh hello! wow thank you so much for sounding so excited about this :(((

those lines you picked out were my favorite when I wrote them down too. I'm so glad you also enjoyed this. thank you so much for reading and leaving this really sweet and endearing comment! i, too, am smiling as i write this!

dearest prompter, I think we should be friends. Hi :)

tbh I saw this prompt earlier on but only got around to writing it some days ago because why the hell not! and when u mentioned seungkwan in the prompt, I was also like, why the hell not! I agree with seungkwan protag energy, to me he really exudes hinata energy, the way he takes everything he does/the world throws at him so seriously, and just getting better and better, and just doing it! I didn't get to read HQ while it was ongoing, but even in that chapter right before the timeskip, I held my breath and yelled when I saw where the hell hinata had gone. it was just.. yeah, he totally would do that. so I'm very happy that sort of, somehow, a little bit, came through here.

thank you so much for this prompt and for reading this little fill. much love back at u!

[no tennis or tenipuri or art knowledge warning] this is so beautiful *____* i love the individual poses and the variety, and your colors, and your style!! when i saw mingming i gasped... the matchups all have some sort of meaning to them, i really love seeing the rivalries and friendships you've invented!!
- the 95z (jh trained js in coups' WEAKNESSES) is so delicious.
- "it's okay seungkwan doesn't hold grudges :)"
- wz passing on vice captain looool....
- and just. jeonghan captain telling the team to win quick so he doesn't have to play is just SO............. obsessed with the brains vs brawn (scoups) of it all.
- jun and mingming just going with the flow because they can bounce off each other T___T
- what little i can infer about tennis strategy is so neat.. the decision of how to arrange the lineup order :0 so many combinations huh!!
- WONCHEOL.... GYUHAN.

this is such a joy to look at <3 thank you for putting in the time!!

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Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, war
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:
wikipedia:

Fire Emblem is a fantasy tactical role-playing game franchise [...] The Fire Emblem games take place across multiple unrelated settings within a Medieval or Renaissance-themed time period, with the main protagonist, being either royalty or a mercenary, caught in the conflict of two or more countries across a continent and fighting for their cause.

seventeen as characters in a fire emblem universe! to me the distinction of fire emblem is its range of classes, which allows you to cast your characters as swordsmasters, dark mages, healers, dancers, dragons, etc playing a tactical role in war. if you aren't familiar with the franchise please feel free to take this in a general fantasy route! if you are familiar, one of the strengths of the games is the support system, which provides TONS of dynamics - i would love to see a svt take on an fe pairing (especially from awakening, fates, 3 houses). (dimilix... hilclaude...) otherwise, class members as you like!! i really like casting pairings as opposites (physical/magical, dark/light magic etc). if you want a jumping off point this is my class fancast for fe3h but by no means do you need to use this at all. it's a lot LOL

[it's okay, thank you for eating here ]

Thank you so much <333 Mingry was doubles from the start bc I needed 14 and nisakomi predebut tinhat LINGERED and Youth With You LINGERED and all 4 have so much mutual chemistry and history I want to choke on it. Even though that match up was set trying to fit the rest took sooo much trial and error I was really trying to milk the rivalries and the dynamics I didn't want to have 80% fit I wanted perfection hahaha.

-WZ just wants to playyyy
-YEAH THE TEAMS were based on SC Captaining style vs JH. Tbh the Mingry/Gyuhao could have been in either school but in the end I wanted GyuHan C/VC simp slavery haha
-Mingry tennis style based off 17TV playfighting!!
- YEAH!!!

lastly ty so much For thanking me for spending time on this... I definitely did ;___; we all do, for fandom, but we rarely hear it so that was so nice. Ty risa!!

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Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: alternate universe - figure skating
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt: pov aha what if i was the men's figure skating olympic champion at a young tender age of 19 with the weight of an entire nation and my own expectations on my shoulders and you were my compatriot whom many wrote off because you never did well until you did and now you're catching up to me, chasing me to all the way to the silver gold medal and i tease you on podiums because i used to know you as the kid who was always on his phone during banquets but now you've grown into a man i can love despite our entire country pitting the two of us as rivals but also expecting us to work together to bring home blood and glory? [ based off of yuzuru hanyu/shoma uno AHAAAAA ]

Edited 2021-01-22 08:09 (UTC)

Ship/Member: Any (BUT CONSIDER: SOONWOO)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: alternate universe - hospital playlist fusion
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt: what's one thing harder than being a single dad? being a doctor and assistant professor of general surgery too. thankfully he has his best friend, the professor of neurology, who's there for him and his son even when he least expects it. consider this exchange "what do you do for yourself that makes you happy" / "this. eating with you." consider single father jeon wonwoo hopelessly enamoured by his brilliant best friend kwon soonyoung. if you really wanna snipe multiple people CONSIDER SINGLE FATHER KIM MINGYU AND LEE JIHOON WHO'S ALWAYS BEEN BY HIS AND HIS DAUGHTER'S SIDE [faints]

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Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: alternate universe - tennis au
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt: tl reminded me of tennis this fine evening and i humbly offer you an au i know NOTHING about: "Almost every junior tennis player has a rival growing up. But it’s not often those kids grow up to be so good that they battle for the No. 1 FedEx ATP Ranking." taken from the actual atptour. GUESS WHO!

djokovic is ass but please consider the implications of being born one week apart from your greatest rival in the sport and hitting your peaks at roughly the same but not completely the same time but either way. you catch up to them. you topple them in a way that no one else has really been able to because you know by heart and by the shared sweat of years of going to the same tournaments and training camps when you were juniors all the way until now. you're best friends off the court, rivals in the greatest sense, and he is the biggest witness to your career and life. likewise. you take no.1 from him. and then your hip gives out. / ALSO possibly consider fedal dynamics [haha *dies*] where you're a young and rising teenager landing an upset on the world no.1. you grew up admiring him but now you're the one beating him and in doing so you've carved out a space for yourself next to him where no one else can come remotely close to touching the dominance that both of you share. something something number one is the loneliest place in the sport something something what's it like to see your friend/lover/compatriot on the court something something what's it like to see someone grow into someone you could love. age gap dynamics anyone.

(for the banter: tennis rivalries as figure skaters as f1 rivers as jaeger copilots. home run baby)

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Additional Tags: alternate universe - football
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt: haha what if i was a hometown hero about to make my debut with the strongest team in the league that won the national title last season and you're one of the star players responsible for orchestrating the ball through midfield and what if we quickly became best friends and work together so well that we get compared to arguably the greatest pairing of all time in messi/alonso and our bond gets called telepathetic and what if we make it to major successes like the semi-final of the champions league and we win a league title together but what if you left for the other greatest club in the country forcing us to become rivals/lovers in a long distance relationship and what if we both got called up the national squad for the world cup and we play every minute together until i get a devestating injury in the semi final but you score the winning goal in the final giving our country the first medal in years and you never forgot to hold up my jersey while i watched from the sidelines and what if you moved back eventually and we reunited...what if (the ghosts of gotzeus haunts me!)

(something about SPORTS inspires the greatest devotion anyways f1/figure skating/tennis/football. am i missing any other tender sport)

Ship/Member: Wonwoo/Soonyoung
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe-Hospital Playlist Fusion, Surgeons Soonwoo, Single Father Jeon Wonwoo, Food As A Love Language, One-sided Pining, Wonwoo could be Ikjun but he's even more repressed than Jeongwon
Permission to remix: Yes

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a/n: i'm not sure if this qualifies for all that you asked for, i've never written a soonwoo and i didn't go into the medical backstory or jww as a father dynamics at all but this bonked me so hard because i was re-watching hospital playlist and this exact episode LAST NIGHT so i'm sorry if most of this reads like a detailed re-telling of that scene. there are also other not-so-obvious references to scenes in the show. this is unbetaed and written in one sitting, i'll probably come back to it later ;_;

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Wonwoo has only just managed to put Jinwoo back to sleep when his phone goes off, rattling the wooden table it's kept on with its insistent buzzing. He picks up before it can rouse Jinwoo— a half-asleep child is cranky in his own right but having to put an unwell kid to rest after breaking him out of deep sleep is a whole other beast that Wonwoo has learnt, the hard way, not to mess with.

He talks fast, in hushed whispers. “Hmm? Did you give him antibiotics? Okay keep increasing the norepinephrine, I’ll be there in a bit.”

Jinwoo's chest is warm, warmer than it was minutes ago when Wonwoo checked his temperature and he can’t help but worry that it will only get worse over the night. Logically, he knows the meds take a while to kick in and Jinwoo’s fever is still mild at best. But the last few years have taught him that every rule he lives by in the hospital flies out of the window when Jinwoo is involved. Wonwoo knows well enough that he’s going to be irrationally anxious all night. All he can do now is to make an emergency call— he can't ask anyone else to check on his patient but he most definitely isn’t about to leave a feverish Jinwoo alone in bed.

He checks the clock on his phone. 1:30 a.m. Hopefully, his resident will buy him some time.

*

He must have dozed off because he wakes up with a start, hands slipping off Jinwoo's bare tummy. There's a click of a door closing on the other side of the wall and then the door to Jinwoo's room opens. Wonwoo checks his phone.

1:51 a.m.

"Did you fly here?" He asks incredulously, smile breaking out on his face despite himself.

*

It’s almost seven by the time he leaves the hospital— a new morning despite the overcast skies stretching Seoul’s night by a couple hours. He hurries to beat the rain back home. On the drive back he dreams of a rainy night not too long ago: an evening devoid of scheduled surgeries, a downpour on the window panes and sujebi.

Maybe— well, nevermind.

*

He slips off his shoes quietly, at the foyer, hoping to find a well-recovered Jinwoo in bed. He pads down the corridor and opens the door to Jinwoo’s room and stops in his tracks:

Soonyoung lies asleep on his side, curled into Jinwoo— an arm pulling Jinwoo close to his body, chests moving in tandem. A wet towel lies on the bed stand, on top of Soonyoung’s phone and next to a mug of water. The bedside lamp hasn’t been switched off and it casts a warm glow over their bodies. Wonwoo has a sudden vision of a morning exactly like this, one he hasn’t lived yet but wants to.

He doesn’t know how long he stands there in the doorway, taking in Sooyoung’s blonde hair splayed out on his pillow, hand curved protectively around his son’s stomach— sleeping through the storm that has only just reached their windows. He only moves away when he sees Soonyoung stir, closing the door behind him.

Wonwoo feels warm from the inside out, like he’s just dipped his body into a hot tub of water after getting drenched in the rain. There is no loud epiphany knocking at the door, asking him to take note of his own heart. He knows— of course he does. He’s always known.

Not the first they met, backs against the musty walls of SNU as they waited to be called in for the interview. Not even the second first time they met, an even mustier storage closet floor beneath them and Soonyoung’s bright smile revealed not a hint of recognition— Wonwoo could wait.

It crept up on him between classes and noraebang trips and Soonyoung’s insistence on dragging them for dance recitals in between their clinical trials, Junhui picking up how to play the keyboard overnight and stealing ramen from each other during band practice. By the time Soonyoung’s birthday came around, at the end of the year, Wonwoo had never been more sure of anything as he was of the fact that he was in love with Kwon Soonyoung: bassist, spotlight stealer, kimchi addict, fake vocalist and best friend, all of it included.

Soonyoung introduced them to the sunbae he was dating that June— not that it mattered. Wonwoo would wait.

He makes his way to the kitchen, hungry and brimming with want.

*

Soonyoung shows up as he’s taking the nurungji off the pan, banchan already laid out on the table.

“The fever’s gone down now. I checked before coming out.” He says before Wonwoo can ask, voice sleep-slow and slurred.

Wonwoo breathes a sigh of relief. “Breakfast?”

Soonyoung rubs his hands over the creases lining his eyes. “Shouldn’t you catch some sleep?”

Wonwoo places the nurungji on the table and chuckles, “You know I won’t be able to wake up if I sleep now. I’ve already heated everything— let’s eat.” He pulls out a chair for Soonyoung and motions towards it.

Soonyoung hesitates only for a second more before dragging himself to the chair and plopping down, face lighting up at the sight of the tiffin boxes laid out. He fumbles with the chopsticks for a moment but finally manages to take a big bite. Wonwoo’s heart swells at the sigh he lets out, eyes closed in a way that means he’s obviously enjoying the food.

He finally looks up and catches Wonwoo staring. Wonwoo pointedly reaches for the kimchi.

Soonyoung goes back to his food.

“Mmm, this jangjorim is so good— don’t tell me you made it?” Soonyoung’s voice is muffled, mouth stuffed to the brim.

“Mom sent it over. Didn’t I fry the egg perfectly?”

“You did.”

Wonwoo smiles around the rice, reminiscing mornings when even ramen had been a novelty. All the food that he cooks now he’s had to learn after Jinwoo was born and he still relies on packages from his mother to get by— yet, he has learned and Wonwoo is grateful for it. Now, he can’t imagine going back to a life where he hadn’t experienced the joy of watching Soonyoung dig into the food he has cooked.

The things he wants— they’re so simple. They were simple before Jinwoo and they remain so now but somehow twenty years have passed and they seem ever so out of reach. Perhaps it’s just that he’s allowed waiting to become his first nature.

*

With every bite, Wonwoo notes, Soonyoung slumps into his chair a little.

“Tired?” He asks eventually.

“A little, yeah. I had a coil embolisation in the evening yesterday. It took longer than expected.”

“And the patient?”

“He’s out of danger but he hasn’t woken up yet so it’s a waiting game now.” Soonyoung’s eyebrows furrow in contemplation.

“You did well, Soonyoung-ah. You did your best.” Wonwoo says firmly, eyes fixed on Soonyoung, steadfast.

Soonyoung’s eyes crinkle upwards and his mouth stretches in a soft, languid smile— Wonwoo’s favourite, an expression of gratitude Wonwoo covets zealously, heart spilling over meal after meal just so he can catch a glimpse of it— until his lips upturn in a frown.

“Wonwoo-yah, go grab some sleep— you’ll be falling over yourself in the OR later, if you don’t sleep now.”

Wonwoo shakes his head, “I’ll be fine, I can’t sleep now anyway. I have to check on Jinwoo once more before leaving and I have appointments at eight thirty. Plus, I need to read up for my symposium next week, I’ve hardly had any free hours for studying.”

Soonyoung’s hand stills over the food. “Wonwoo,” he asks, voice careful yet stern, as if he’s telling off his interns, “when was the last time you did something for yourself?”

“For myself?” Wonwoo muses out loud.

Soonyoung puts down his chopsticks. “Yeah, for yourself— not Jinwoo, or your sister, or that resident you’re really fond of— for yourself.”

“What have you done?” he retorts before Soonyoung can press further.

Soonyoung grins, like he was hoping Wonwoo would ask. “I bought a printed tent.”

“A...printed tent?”

“You know how I go camping on the weekends? So, my old tent was getting boring so I bought myself a tent— wait let me show you a picture.” He pulls out his phone from his pocket and unlocks it excitedly, scrolling rapidly until he finds what he’s looking for. He shoves the phone under Wonwoo’s nose, shaking it, “look! Isn’t it cute— it even has tiger paw prints on it.”

Wonwoo takes a look at the muddy green tent on the screen. “Soonyoung-ah, why do you even need this? Your old tent works perfectly fine, it isn’t torn or damaged or anything.”

“Yah, I bought this for myself, okay? I treated myself with this! You have no idea how happy I was when it arrived.” Soonyoung scoffs.

“Let me guess. It made you pull out your stupid old Shinee routine for your pre-scrubs routine.” Wonwoo answers smugly. Soonyoung sticks out his tongue. “Soonyoung-ah, do your new interns know about your tiger fetish?”

Soonyoung reaches out and hits his arm. “Shut up— of course they do. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, Wonwoo.”

Wonwoo groans internally. A focused Soonyoung is a dangerous Soonyoung.

“Tell me. What do you do for yourself?”

“This. Eating with you.” It slips out of him almost helplessly and Wonwoo freezes, breath stuck in his throat, eyes slowly trailing up as he realises what he’s said.

Soonyoung’s face is blank and his voice curious, as he asks, “What? What did you say?”

Wonwoo exhales.

“I treat myself by eating with you… just sharing a meal, grabbing a cup of coffee together. That’s all I need.”

Soonyoung blinks at him and then looks away— to his left, right and then back down at his dish. The silence is unbroken except for the scraping of their chopsticks on the almost empty bowls. Wonwoo doesn’t look away from him until he looks back. He lifts his chin slightly and points at Wonwoo’s hands. “Eat up,” he says.

Wonwoo schools his grin into a poker face.

“Oi Kwon Soonyoung, it’s raining outside.” The bubble breaks.

“What— really?” Soonyoung startles, looking over his shoulders at the window.

“Yah, should we take you to an ENT? How could you not hear it till now?” Wonwoo kicks at his feet under the table.

“I just didn’t notice, I guess I was too fixed on the food.” Soonyoung kicks back for good measure before getting up and walking into the kitchen. Wonwoo stretches out on his chair, watching Soonyoung put away the empty dishes in the sink.

“Can I open the window?” He turns to Wonwoo eagerly, eyes wondrous and wide, as always, at the sight of the downpour. Wonwoo hums his approval and makes his way to the window, stopping beside Soonyoung.

“Coffee?”

Soonyoung beams.

oh my GOD. oh my god. HELLOOMSNSMSMSMMSM??#?$??$$? hi user deadwine. i appreciate you. i admire you. i am thankful for you. oh my god 😭😭😭 THIS exact scene. THIS EXACT SCENE ?!#!$+$!+_!$ AND SOONWOO?#!!$!$ oh my god my brain is literally just keyboard smashes rn cant u believe how ecstatic i am to stumble upon this???😭 anyways this was such a read. amazing. show stopping. very tender. soft. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. my dreams come true tbh. thank u so much for writing and sharing 😭😭😭 MWAH!

i dont go here but just "when was the last time you did anything for yourself" and soonyoung's tiger tent vs just eating with you is enough.. TT_____TT this is a really sweet piece

Ship/Member: Any
Major Tags: Major Character Death, Violence (?)
Additional Tags: The Old Guard AU
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt: killing each other over and over again only to discover that you’re both immortal is something that can be so tender.
a treatise on unlikely soulmates and learning how to work and fight together through the centuries!! maybe something on possession and jealousy (either you die by my hand or you don’t die at all), violence as tenderness

ok hui i read this last night and came back to my laptop to Properly write this but YOU!!!!! YOU!!!!!! i say this every time but i love ur brain so much its so sexy . not only that but you have such an amazing way with words that makes me so ;___; i rly cried reading this one i did. pacrim was done so beautifully and altho the grief exploration was stupid sad u wrote it with such grace that it felt gentle n aching n tender

going to quote u with certain lines that i love the most and will try to refrain from throwing this whole thing back at u
> “Hansol-ssi, are you sure you’re feeling up to this?” she asks him gently, hands hovering around him like she’s afraid he’ll fall. “There’s no shame in trying again tomorrow.” plus the paragraph after it "his body never does what he wants it to, anymore" makes me feel hansol's pain on some other level... just the idea that he's so lost w/o seungkwan/dealing with the loss that he feels so magnificently deep but also having to live w the fact that he's the one that survived and everyone else watching him constantly, n treating him like he's fragile. it would have hurt less if u stabbed me
> slight 218 moment. yes
> "Hansol doesn’t mind, even if it makes it harder to eat the oranges. It’s grounding, in a way, to be held so tightly and so quietly. Soonyoung never treats him like he’s fragile but he always reminds Hansol that he’s there." screaming into my fist . not u writing love simply, just how it exists (physically) but me knowing it is There (emotionally)
> think someone else brought this up but "You don’t have to love the vessel you’re in, only the person in it with you." ouchies
> also "Because Hansol only wants to remember him as he was, happy or sad or angry but always looking forward with the knowledge that they would carry on together, but all he can see at night is Seungkwan in the worst moment, in pain, right before the end. It feels like the worst disservice to him. Hansol could hate himself for it." OUCHIES

i loved everything about this i could probably talk on and on about it for hours the way u crafted YEARNING ACHING LOVING (and the eventual loss) in so few words [about reading in between the walls] absolutely astounds me hui... ur truly a genius..not to mention soonsol dynamics (with tip of the hat to verkwan/snwu past) made me go insane. there is something very dear to me about the idea that someone else understands u and truly Sees ur pain/suffering and is gentle enough to take it away without being cruel about it. ty for writing

Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this so much!!!!!!!!!

hi you are my favourite person in the world now good god. i do not know the source material but boy do i fucking want to know now!!

i only managed to snipe one sentence before the rest of the fic steamrolled me: All that serves as the last barrier between you and death is your co-pilot next to you in that jaeger. Just you two, in the middle of a thunderstorm. What saves you then?
I FEEL INSANE because of the everything of it, Minghao's early judgement and Junhui expertly prodding it, that exposition with the history, where they stand in the war as well as Minghao and Seokmin as team mates. Minghao's POV of mingyu thoroughly unravelled me, the distate, the envy, the tension, the begruding respect THE UST all leading up to the three of them totally relying on e/o for theit lives. this was so goddamn brilliant a piece- especially in terms of pace and I'm. gonna re-read an stew in it. thanks TT

god. i knew you would go feral for this but i really didn't know what I was getting into until I started reading this. you are such a clever writer allow me to gush over how your writer style molds itself to all these genres you have been writing. here, you are so subtle, everything is in the how mingyu perceives himself and how he perceives joshua, be it face to face or be it in the mirror he keeps looking at from moment to moment, how their bodies take up space/or shrink themselves be it in the hallway, the bedroom, the cabs, the dining room, you leave soooo much unsaid and yet somehow you're saying A Lot in that itself and I am genuinely so so in awe of you. the sadness shaping them and bringing them closer is so understated and lonely and gosh my brain is taking me back to that okay on reflections, all of it.
you have convinced me that i must wrangle myself into watching a wong kar wai film asap with your words aaah. thank you!!

HWA! i have finally been walked through all the tennis references in this that i didn't get and i'm here to scream! firstly your art itself is so dynamic, each time you share something with us its so distinct. here, each player cuts such a sharp figure i'm more or less mooning over them. especially hansol ^____^

i looove the backstory attached to every character and the double, triple, mutiple connections they share with each other!! i especially love the final panel- your 8junist and gyuhaoist coming together in glorious ways and the little inserts of JH everywhere! trying to orchestrate match-ups that arent his. I can almost visualise the little notes you make, and the practice sketches you've shared of other things- seems like so much work to do the writing and the art both but you do it with so much finesse for both!!

HI. i am a big, big sucker for the way you write loss in this one-- the obvious one, the shared hurt between Soonyoung and Hansol as well as physical, the bits you pepper in of what movement means to Hansol in the post-accident world. also what the collateral of losing a team-mate who is also your home! losing an actual physical reality of home and the possibility of a future!
i don't know the source but your world-building is so clever in this, through Soonyoung's story about Wonwoo and Vernon's about Seungkwan as well as Vernon's POV of Soonyoung initially. I love the solace soonsol find in each other, how their scenes are painful but not as acute as i expected them to be- tempered by the other's company. aah thank you so much for this!

thank you for reading!!!

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