17hols | 2022 Round 1: Quotes

2022 Round 1: Quotes

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Seventeen Holidays

Round 1: Quotes

About

"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more."

"What is grief, if not love persevering?"

"You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath"

Calling all readers, lovers of poetry and music, screen and stage. Quote collecters and lyric hoarders, unleash your archive. Each prompt must contain a quote - you can combine them, add commentary, link to articles, and more. Steal from a literary classic, or WeVerse drama. Have fun!

Examples

Minghao + Ocean Vuong

The most beautiful part of your body
is where it's headed. & remember,
loneliness is still time spent
with the world.

Ocean Vuong - night sky with exit wounds

Hoshi/Anyone; "Beauty is terror"

Thinking about these two quotes together and the idea of on/off-stage personas:

"Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful we tremble before it. And what could be more terrifying or beautiful, to the Greeks to to our own, than to lose control completely?" - Donna Tartt, the Secret Histories

"I am calm in everyday life but when I put on my in-ear device and step on stage, I can feel the tension and hear the cheers getting louder as the music gets louder. When the staff tells me it's time to step on stage, I feel something boil inside me. I feel it steaming inside and I think I have to give a burst of something, spill what is inside me." - Hoshi in Hit the Road Ep. 04

Any ship; "It's been so many years"

Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more
Now Martha please recall
Meet me out for coffee
Where we'll talk about it all.

Tom Watts - Martha

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❮ ROUND 1: QUOTES ❯

ROUND 2: ALTERNATE UNIVERSES

ROUND 3: LAST WORDS

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Ship/Member: Minghao/Namjoon (BTS)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: museums, art, trees, some good TheM themes
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

If you're a work of art
I'm standing too close
I can see the brush strokes

- Phoebe Bridgers, ICU

Ship/Member: Seungcheol & Jihoon, Seungcheol/Nayoung(/Jeonghan)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: idolverse, Yoon Jeonghan (tired sigh)
Permission to remix: Yes
wc: 402 (hwa, pay up)
3/5 remixes

A/N: i'm sorry for going in a completely different direction with this but your fill just wouldn't leave my head, risa, hope you don't mind.

***

“What the fuck are you doing? Hyung.” Jihoon starts without preface the second Seungcheol steps into the studio. “You can’t possibly be trying to pretend that you’re so dumb you don’t see what’s happening—what’s being done to you.”

Seungcheol isn’t that dumb, nor is he a good enough liar to act like he doesn’t know what Jihoon is talking about. Even if Jihoon has given him zero context to work with.

“Who told you?” He finally asks.

Jihoon scoffs. “Does it matter?”

Seungcheol doesn’t have to say anything.

“Soonyoung.” Jihoon finally sighs. “Soonyoung, insinuated something well, I’m pretty sure—”

“—he knows.” There’s only one person who from whom Soonyoung could’ve heard and both of them know there wasn’t any room for doubt in his knowing.

“Do you even know what you’re doing?”

Jihoon’s looks like a part of the torn leather chair he’s sitting on, pen marks on his fingers and the hollow under his eyes amplifying his unimpressed stare at Seungcheol, which is to say, Seungcheol excuses not just the swiftness with which he drops his honorifics, but also the onslaught of questions he’d rather not have to answer because Jihoon is tired—must have spent at least the last two nights in this same room.

Jihoon waits on an answer because he knows Seungcheol like a limb, still, and at the end of the day, someone has to.

“Do I really have to tell you how I feel, Jihoon-ah?” Seungcheol finally sinks into the spare plastic chair, pressing it back against the wall with every long breath he takes.

Jihoon sighs. “No, it was really clear that you were in over your head. Probably still are. Why did you say yes to her?”

“Because she asked.”

“Fuck,” Jihoon curses. “Please, tell me that was a bad joke and you’re not really trying to play martyr for someone else’s future relationship—for your ex’s, no less. Hyung.”

Jihoon knows him better than anyone else and Seungcheol would give him all his truths but how can he hope to ever share this shameful need inside him to be wanted, to be at the centre of something—even if it is a story designed to ruin him?

Seungcheol laughs, a hoarse, bitter thing turning his throat dry.

“Jihoon-ah,” He says, lifting his eyes to the ceiling. “Is it really so hard to believe that I’m hoping this hurts him, too?”

Ship/Member: Wonwoo, Wonwoo/Any
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: the duality of man
Do Not Wants: N/A

Prompt:

what i love about wonwoo is half my tl thinks of him as a deeply repressed tragic figure and the other half thinks of him as an adoring little simp and the best part is we're all right
- twitter user seokmin_liker

(as a connoisseur of repressed maiden wonwoo I can theoretically understand the same body also hosts jeon "wow tea grows on trees" wonwoo and jeon "jun's role model for herosexuality" wonwoo, but have never considered writing both in the same fic. Is it even possible?)

Ship/Member: josh/minghao
Major Tags: past relationships
Additional Tags: uhhh "rich SKY graduates" au, looking back on a former love
Permission to remix: Yes

Dinner with Joshua is perfectly pleasant, but that's to be expected.

It had been hastily scheduled, too late in the evening to be considered anything but ye xiao. Truthfully, it's an imposition—Minghao's team is in the middle of a due diligence operation of some delicacy—but Joshua has always been like that: a cheerfully rude guy, smiling at his own audacity. Knowing that Minghao will always come, should he call.

"I missed you, Myungho-yah," he says, his foot like a brand against Minghao's silken pant-leg. "How have you been?"

Better since you left.

"Hyung first."

It isn't until they're waiting for the valet that the true objective of the meeting comes to light.

Joshua sticks his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels. He says, casual as ever: "I'm getting married."

Minghao stares at him incredulously. "Married."

"She's a nice girl," Joshua says, that indulgent grin never leaving his face. The one that'd charmed half of Yonsei. "I don't fight with her like I used to fight with you. Actually, we don't fight at all."

"You mean," Minghao says steadily, "she doesn't have the stomach to fight with you."

A car honks and drives around them in the street, tires screeching.

"Never mind," Minghao mutters, and turns to go. Joshua tugs him back with a hand on his wrist. They're still obscenely large, the part Minghao hates most about himself notes.

"I'm at The Peninsula," Joshua says gently. "Until Seollal. You can call the front desk, I'll leave a message for them to put you through."

His eyes are clear. "You'll call, right? To let me know how I can put things right."

There are several things Minghao can say to that, but the only retort that comes to mind feels foolish, asinine. A petulant child.

The attendant hurries to exit the driver's seat as Minghao pulls open the door. Joshua is still talking, but the car engine drowns him out. It could be anything, Minghao tells himself. His Korean isn't as good as it once was, not that it had been adequate for anything other than taking taxis, ordering liquor, or reading the children's books that were assigned at hagwon.

(Sonagi, Joshua said once, head bent over the yellow chapbook, is about waiting to return—)

When Minghao undresses in front of his mirror later, his eyes catch on the ring that hangs in the center of his chest. A circle of dark silver—possibly fake, some kind of cheaper alloy. Joshua hadn't had a lot of money back then.

He undoes the clasp of the chain with numb fingers. The fish hook keeps slipping away from him, and he feels a surge of temper. He ought to just rip it off, fling it into the bottom-most corner of his boudoir cabinet where even the maids can't be bothered to dust. That's where the ring belongs, along with old friends and empty promises. Promises Joshua had broken as soon as Minghao was out of earshot.

In those days, they talked of it all the time. Joshua would join him in Hong Kong after graduation. There were all kinds of international firms, places where Koreans could carve out a good living with their wits and their language skills—especially if they were proficient at English. It would be an adventure, a thing Joshua had always maintained he desired most in the world.

Other than Myungho, he said, of course.

On the day Joshua was supposed to arrive, Minghao had waited at the terminal for hours—through sunset, through the last night flights, the Boeings taking off bound for Dubai. But Joshua had never shown, and Minghao had too much pride to beg.

Sometimes he wonders if that's strength or weakness talking.

In the morning he tells his assistant to look up the number for The Peninsula Hotel.

"The general manager?" she asks, holding a hand over the receiver.

"Yes," Minghao says, then: "No. The front desk. Leave a message for one of their guests." Of congratulations.

Bury me in that dress, Joshua had said, reading deliberately so Minghao could understand. They had finished making love for the second time that night, and Joshua was finally unwinding, finally slowing so Minghao could catch up. The light caught in the lenses of his glasses and grew oily, rotating in a circle around the bifocal line. The dress I wore the day I met you.

Ship/Member: Soonyoung/Seungkwan
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: faking of death, stressed!boo, kwon soonyoung the impulsive good guy. space!
Permission to remix: Yes

***
Human beings like structure more than anything. They create rules to maintain this structure, they dictate what is deemed suitable at different situations, time and place. Seungkwan, the human being, sitting in space jail has not been prepared for this situation even in his wildest dreams.

He breathes in to the best of his abilities with the oxygen mask he has on, to help him you know survive. The place looks no different than what you expect out of a typical police station, the detective is an alien but seungkwan has never been one to judge. Actually that is a lie, there is one person he never could refrain from judging and he's sitting right in front of him in the jail cell.

"You stupid dumbass" seungkwan shouts, uncaring of his surrounding, focused only on the red head sitting behind bars.

"You utter moron" he is halfway through the list of every insult invented by mankind when he is interrupted.

"I missed you too seungkwan~ah" Soonyoung, the infamous red head has the audacity to utter those words.

" I cannot believe I'm stuck in space jail because of you, of all people. I didn't even know you were alive till you just showed up at my door, arm broken, pleading for help." Seungkwan rants.

"Are you angry with me ?" Soonyoung says pouting, clearly the man has a death wish.

" WHO WOULDN'T BE ANGRY, You showed up, ate all my breakfast after faking your death for three years Jesus Christ." Seungkwan's slightly out of breath.

" Seungkwan~ah" hoshi simply says.

" What. What is it?" Seungkwan feels the anger leaving him now that he's taken it all out Soonyoung. It's not like he was truly angry either, just worried, as he always is when Soonyoung is concerned.

" Did you really think I was dead? Me." Soonyoung has a smirk on his face and he wishes so much that they didn't have these bars in between so seungkwan could punch him to his heart's desire.

" Wah three years and you've not become even a bit more tolerable hyung."

" It's a part of my charm." Soonyoung says and pauses, looking pensive all of a sudden.
" So why did I have to punch that guy?"

Seungkwan's heart melts a little, as terrible as Soonyoung may be, he's always taken care of him, so much that he would probably never be able to repay him. He looks away as he answers," just another stupid ex hyung, I was just about to get rid of him."

He waits for the classic lecture, Soonyoung will maybe even make fun of him for always picking the wrong guy. He braces himself for it but it never comes, just a simple "you know I'm just a phone call away if you ever need anything."

Seungkwan's heart flutters but he quickly internally stomps on those feelings, they are literally in jail, he needs his heart to act sane for at least 10 minutes by the clock.

Seungkwan scoffs "A phone call away. To someone who has been declared dead for the past 3 years."

"Would you let it go already??? Seokmin is so lucky he doesn't have to listen to you nag like a grandma right now." Soonyoung speaks, clearly annoyed, as if he is the one being dramatic.

"You've spoken to seokmin ?? Seok knows you're alive ??!!!" The pitch of his voice only rises with each word.

"Anyways. so here's the plan." Soonyoung says, ignoring his words completely. He passes a round aluminium ball towards him, the size of his palm. " I'm at least 75% sure this will explode enough to cause a commotion, leading me to escape, I'm gonna put you inside the jail cell, so play the victim well okay seungkwan ah."

" What" is all seungkwan can say, still trying to process Soonyoungs words.

" I've been unalive for 3 years, the minute they get their hands on my fingerprints I'm done for, everything I told them while getting arrested was fake, obviously, so I've got to leave before they start looking for real evidence."

Seungkwan understands the situation of course, as insane as it may be, he looks at Soonyoungs face and sighs to himself. This is why one shouldn't stay friends with their childhood buddies, who knows the kind of person they grow up to become.
Seungkwan just wanted someone to push him on the swings and here he is years later, abiding in a crime.

" Call before visiting next time hyung." Are the last words seungkwan says to Soonyoung before half the space police station explodes.

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Ship/Member: Mingyu/Wonwoo
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: explicit content

Prompt:

The light won't flicker and the light
Won't fade, believe me
And the world looks better in the place we made believe
Hearts keep pumping and there's one thing that keeps me breathing
It's the mantra I sing and the face I always see
- Your Loves Whore, Wolf Alice

to consider: "Mingyu and Wonwoo enjoyed that summer paused in the hot air, speed of light and heated engines." source

oh this is soooo delicious like hello ~toxic ex yjh who goes through people like days of the week... mingyu moaning jh's name and seungcheol fantasizing abt his hands insteahdjjdkdks the ghost of THEIR past !!! just the idea of not being able to stomach a good thing bc you've been weaned on poison. immaculate <3 ty for sharing

we are crazy but we are free

<333 i love you too!!

i just think the idea of craving something you know is bad for you and trying to recreate it even though you know it will only hurt you mmm much to think about!! aaaaa thank you for reading!! <3

Edited 2022-01-06 15:59 (UTC)

the little repressionism!!!! he's such a repressed little boi :( thank you for reading my beloved ki, i'm glad you enjoyed it!!

classic lilli aka hurting wonu whenever she can yes yes thank you babe love you too!!

HIS SUBTLE HYUNG DEFERENCE EXACTLY. oh you get me you do!! thank you so much for reading, glad you enjoyed <3

wonu being haunted by his own wrong decision. oh poor boy. thanks for reading!!!

so glad you enjoyed, thank you!! <3

jeonghan trickster is my favourite, you know!! thanks for reading honey <3

thank you so much for reading!!! very happy this fit your taste eheh

;-; whenever you say you love my jihan my heart grows three sizes!! they are exactly like that, they have this superficial push and pull but beneath it all they just love each other so fucking much and ugh. i love them. i'm so happy i did your prompt justice ;-; thank you for baiting me with this one!!

writing jeonghan is honestly my favourite pastime, i truly love getting inside his little gremlin mind. and jihan are the easiest pair for me, so i'm very glad i did them justice!! thank you so much for reading, happy you enjoyed!!

i kiss you mwah

poor seungcheol has to deal not with one but with two evil boys >:( thank you for reading!!

Edited 2022-01-06 16:11 (UTC)

there's always a lot of unspoken between them because they communicate without the need for words :((( my little evil twins :((( thanks for reading!! <3

so evil and so lovely!!! <3 love you moreeee

i love when jihan are being jihan :D and when poor cheol gets dragged into it :D thank you for reading!!

Ship/Member: any, seokmin/any, mingyu/any, seokmin/mingyu
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

I know I've broken some hearts, I understand
Some firecrackers blow up in your hand
Oh I fucked up, I've always tried to be true

But I would never kiss anyone
Who doesn't burn me like the sun
And I remember every kiss
Like my first kiss
Like my first kiss

Jens Lekman - And I Remember Every Kiss

Edited 2022-01-06 19:37 (UTC)

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2022 Round 1: Quotes

TheM

[REMIX] drop a heart, break a name

¿por qué no los dos?

[FILL] afterward

[FILL] Space Jail

I let your love tease me

Re: [FILL]: pretend

Re: FILL: won't let you smother it

Re: [FILL]: we will fade away

Re: [FILL]: pretend

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: Everybody’s got to love something

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

Re: [FILL]: even if it's love, I don't

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