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

Rules

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There is no maximum cap.
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How it works

Prompting

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Ship/Member: Any Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: N/A Do Not Wants: None Prompt: <blockquote>[QUOTE GOES HERE] </blockquote>

Filling

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Ship/Member: Any Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: N/A Permission to remix: Yes/No/Please ask ***

Remixing

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Navigation

❮ ROUND 1: QUOTES ❯

ROUND 2: ALTERNATE UNIVERSES

ROUND 3: LAST WORDS

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jeonghan just a sick victorian lady reclining on his pillows wondering when his long lost lover will return from the war!! ksdjkf thank you for reading and taking some time to leave a comment!! <3

i'm still waiting.

OH SOMEONE CAUGHT IT ksdfskjfsd <3

tbh i took a bit of the dialogue from the actual cutscenes of the videogame so that might be way it feels that way!! but i obviously modeled it over them and added a bit of Spice aksjdasdj honestly i've been obsessing over joshua hong as black cat to this day still, so. i get you. thank you for reading!!

i love taehyung SO MUCH god i wish i found more motivation to write bts fics because i love those boys so damn much. thank you for reading!! glad you enjoyed eheh <3

he doesn't!!! kdjsfdkjd thanks for reading dear <3

FUCKING GEMINIS!!! god seungkwan i get you. i do. skfjsd thank you i'm glad you enjoyed!!

tbh me neither??? but something came on me and then!! here they are. they are very interesting as a combo tbh. thank you for reading <3

heheh glad you had fun!! i did too while writing these silly lil boys and their antics <3

Ship/Member: minghao/seokmin
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: physical touch n what it means
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

I have a love
I have a love for this world,
A kind of love that will break my heart

[...]

If I had to choose a moment in time
To take with me into eternity
I'd choose this moment with you in my arms

Jens Lekman - Into Eternity

and/or

I was slicing up an avocado
When you came up behind me
With your silent brand new sneakers
Your reflection I did not see

It was the hottest day in August
We were heading for the sea
For a second my mind started drifting
You put your arms around me

[...]

From your mouth speaks your lovely voice
The softest words ever spoken
"What's broken can always be fixed
What's fixed will always be broken"

[...]

When I wake up, I'm in the waiting room
On a dirty hospital couch

My hand is wrapped in toilet paper
And my body is wrapped in debris
You're sitting next to me reading the paper
I put your arm around me

Jens Lekman - Your Arms Around Me

Edited 2022-01-06 19:36 (UTC)

tbh i wanted to reply to this a long time ago because i had very Smart things to say but now i forgot all about them. all i know is that when i saw your prompt for this i thought of cheol, and his big build, and how even people who are not conventionally pretty might like to be called so from time to time - just, exploring all sides of yourself, not only the ones that society wants you to based on your gender presentation. it's a concept i'd like to dig in a bit more in the future.
all my love back at you <3

jihan are always demons i can't help but writing them like that!! happy you enjoyed <3

sometimes, i do!! thank you so much for reading <3

aaaaaa please :(( you're so sweet. wonu is indeed a cat because they are very intelligent and lovely creatures but they have boundaries!!! and that's how i see him too!!! thank you for reading, so happy you enjoyed this <3

JIHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are everything to me :(((( thanks for reading and leaving me a comment!!

<33 poor seokmin indeed!!

:(( i'm sorry for making this SO sad, i promise you seokmin got better with time!!

:') thanks for reading and sorry for the hurt!!

Ship/Member: Jihancheol
Major Tags: idolverse sort of, pining, repression i guess?
Additional Tags: seungcheol centric, friends to lovers but not quite
Permission to remix: Yes! and tag me if you do :D

i honestly hope you like this! it's my first time writing idolverse, even if it's quite vague.

***

Seungcheol’s never wanted to completely get rid of his childhood’s starry eyes. They offer him protection against the world’s worst demons. They let him be hopeful and choose innocence for as long as possible. They are what’s made him popular and memorable, sort of. They let him be annoyingly earnest and come off as goofy or cute. That’s the only way to do it in front of a camera: to embed his actions with as much irony and light-heartedness as humanly possible.

His inner child’s eyes tear up too easily at being made fun of, so it’s simply logical to pretend he doesn’t take them seriously either.

“You crybaby,” Jisoo would mutter when Seungcheol can’t help but get emotional by watching a romantic movie, or a children’s movie, or simply by the third act of any remotely decent movie. Jisoo would wipe a stray tear away from his cheek before Seungcheol is getting up from the couch with a chuckle, quickly removing the tears himself.

“Where are you going?” Jeonghan would ask every time, from where is plastered against Jisoo’s side, without a care in the world. Like the members wouldn’t walk in any second and send them loaded glances that Seungcheol is tired of interpreting. Jisoo’s hand runs through Jeonghan’s hair like it’s second nature, and a dangerous habit that neither of them are terrified of.

His face feels hot again the more his eyes adjust to the dark living room, taking in the image of his best friends.

His hands would itch to touch, to breach the distance.

But he would pout instead. “You always choose movies that make me cry,” the complains flow out of him, easily, good-naturedly. “I will turn in for the night,” he comments in passing, desperate to run away from the open invitation the minimal space between them has become.

“Rest well, then,” either of them would reply, it doesn’t matter. In the dark like this, they become one, they become everything Seungcheol wants and needs, every childish fantasy he’d love to make come true.

But he falls short every time.

***

Seungcheol’s not an idiot. He’s not in denial. He’s not lying to himself. He’s just stuck. Stuck amidst all of their promises and memories. Stuck in the way he could listen to Jisoo play the guitar for hours on end. Stuck in the way he would never tell Jeonghan that he does miss his long hair, but not for the reasons everyone else would assume. Stuck in the trap he’s set for himself the moment his foolish, naive eyes looked at them in a different light and could never stop looking since.

He’s acknowledged his feelings long ago, way too long ago. He’s held hope and even certainty at times, but he won't put his heart on the line of fire. Not again.

He was never the older kid who believed in Santa Claus for a tad too long; the one who would find out in public, when classmates or friends discussed it in front of everyone else to show how mature they were.

He never was that kid, but he’s seen it. He’s seen the exact moment the illusion shatters. He’s seen the disappointment and the acceptance.

He’s not in denial. He’s well prepared. He just doesn’t want to be caught believing in something that was never there.

***

The thing about Jeonghan and Jisoo as a couple is that they exist in either long periods of silence or deafening periods of noise. They have mastered a language Seungcheol always feels a little behind in, even when he’s got his own arsenal of ways to communicate with them.

When they start dating, they only tell Seungcheol at first, even if the lines have been blurred for so long now no one would even blink at such announcement. Still, Seungcheol is the only one made privy to the official information for a while and it alleviates his heart for some time.

For a while, the only emotion that has place in his body is happiness. He’s always known that they were a perfect match.

He feels validated at first, until he realises that things with the two of them don’t really change. Not at all.

***

The heat of the summer is almost unbearable and it makes him talk. Seungcheol loves warm weather, but something about the stifling quality of the day seems to strangle him and his words. Most of the members are out, fighting the hot weather in any way that’s not merely sitting below the air conditioner where Seungcheol finds himself.

He’s laughing at a story Junhui is telling Jeonghan and Soonyoung, both of them responding with their voices and gestures. It looks like Jun moves them along with his voice, and he would like to participate more, to join them. Yet, the can of beer in his hand and the cool breeze keep in him place on his cushion on the floor, back against the wall, bare legs outstretched in front of him.

At another of Jun’s jokes, his eyes catch Jeonghan’s. Heat fills him from within this time. Ridiculous. Unbelievable. After years of this, he still burns when Jeonghan catches him off guard, vulnerable in such a simple way.

When he doesn’t break eye contact for a while, Jeonghan shifts his body to face Seungcheol more comfortably, and that makes him finally look away and find Jisoo coming toward him to sit right next to him, despite the heat.

Jeonghan’s eyes are fixed on him and Jisoo’s hand lays on his ribs. For whatever reason, they keep prodding at him in those devastatingly soft ways, not caring for his immeasurable fears or hopeful heart.

Seungcheol closes his eyes and thinks it’d be so easy to let them know. He wants to let them know.

Edited 2022-01-06 16:54 (UTC)

Ship/Member: 97z
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: grief, unhealthy coping mechanisms
Permission to remix: Yes

nsfw but only a little

***
"Eisa," a voice calls, and Seokmin replies with an answering grunt, eyes glued shut from sleep. He's tucked tight into a blanket meant for two, wrapped around himself in sleep. He has to pee.

"I made breakfast," Mingyu says, closer this time, and when Seokmin is able to open one eye a crack he sees the steaming pot in one hand, wooden spoon stirring even off the heat in the other, his stained yet cheerfully yellow apron, and hideous slippers that probably cost a grand. Seokmin grunts again.

Exactly thirteen minutes later he's seated at the kitchen bar with the blanket still wrapped around him and a warm bowl in front. He doesn't eat.

"I'm going to run some errands later, if you want to come with," Mingyu offers even as he's swallowing his food whole, like he can't get out of there quick enough. Seokmin shakes his head, shrinks back into the blanket like a tortoise, or turtle, he doesn't remember, but Mingh-. Seokmin remembers.

The blanket stays with him the entire morning, like a heat shield on a crashing escape pod. Seokmin thinks he's burning up anyway.

Mingyu comes back with a snack and sets up delicate porcelain cups on the coffee table in front of Seokmin's mostly horizontal form on the couch. "I think it'd be nice," he says as his big hands fumble with the lid of the teapot, engulfing it like a giant might with a child's playset. A loud clink, whispered "fuck", and Seokmin flinches, shuts his eyes tight. He doesn't like tea. Not anymore.

"Are you going to cry every time we fuck?" Mingyu asks, irritation crowding his voice. Seokmin kisses apologies into the knee over his shoulder, hot tears sliding down his nose, the long length of Mingyu's thigh. The body below is too big, too mouthy, but smells the same, one half-used bottle of bodywash switched out for another.

Seokmin sets a punishing rhythm, for himself, for them both, and Mingyu quiets. Seokmin's hands stay firmly planted, like if he can't feel the thick cords of muscle, then he can pretend. That the man below him is

He gasps and shakes to a finish with the wrong name in his mouth, grasping at scraps of a ghost between them.

"Can you hold me a little?" Mingyu asks, after, so quiet that Seokmin almost doesn't hear. Touching him feels like a hand to a hot stove, but he does his duty, wraps him up in arms that are too big. Mingyu's never had a problem playing make-believe, either.

oh man… i feel the yearning i feel the pining this was wonderful

Edited 2022-01-06 17:35 (UTC)

naty i love this so much. i love that you chose sc because i feel like it's so much easier to go with yjh or shua for this kind of fear of giving in to being known in your entirety, its such a beautiful sc pov really...so hopeful and that's what makes him all the more fearful about his position in this relationship.

i really like this section:

He was never the older kid who believed in Santa Claus for a tad too long; the one who would find out in public, when classmates or friends discussed it in front of everyone else to show how mature they were.

He never was that kid, but he’s seen it. He’s seen the exact moment the illusion shatters. He’s seen the disappointment and the acceptance.

thank you so much for sharing this!!! so excited to see you here hehe <33

sweet jesus this killed me. thank you

Ship/Member: jihoon & vernon
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: friendship [intense][real], jihoon’s designated dongsaeng, bisexual vernon [intense][real], ally of the year jihoon, coming out
Permission to remix: Yes

going for 400 words (and rarest pair? but doubts on that one.)
sorry this isn’t Exactly the prompt but i’ve just been thinking about jihoon and his little vernon a lot today

***

Vernon pauses the track and takes off the headset. People who spend this much time in the studio usually only put it over one ear, brain trained enough to notice everything that needs to be heard from just half the information. But Vernon isn’t like that. He’s not the kind of guy who relies on only half of his brain.

“It’s good,” he says. “I liked the bass line. That little,” he hums the tune and bops his head. His beanie is so tightly shut on his head that it doesn’t move at all.

“Mmh,” Jihoon approves. “What do you think of the second verse?”

Vernon purses his lips and stares at the screen. “I’d add in a more powerful kick. That way the rap parts will stand out more.”

“Good idea.” Jihoon writes it down on the little note that’s been getting more and more full ever since Vernon entered his studio. “Do you want to wrap it up for today?” he asks.

Vernon’s knee fidgets under the desk. He rolls his chair back but doesn’t stand up. He clears his throat. “Actually,” Vernon starts and stops. He waits for Jihoon to turn off his computer and turn around in his chair. Their knees knock together. “I wanted to talk to you about something.” He plays with his beanie, brings it closer to his eyebrows and then back up.

“Sure.”

“Remember when we were… not trainees but like really close to debut?” He gulps, and doesn't look Jihoon in the eyes. He knocks their knees together again.

“I kissed you,” Vernon blurts out and promptly turns very red. “Do you remember that?”

Jihoon holds back a laugh. “Yes, I do remember that. And then we talked. Is this about… that conversation?”

Vernon nods and drops his shoulders. “Yeah…” Jihoon nods, silently asking him to continue. “Lately I’ve been calling myself bisexual and that feels right.”

“It must.”

“You’re not… upset?”

Jihoon smiles at him sadly. “Of course I’m not. I know I didn’t have the best word choice last time, but I was never upset at you. I was just scared for you. For us.”

“Oh.”

“But now I’m just proud.” He takes Vernon’s hand between his. They’re warm and feel like home. “Thank you for telling me.”

Vernon nods. “Yeah, for sure.”

Thank you for trusting me. I trust you too. Neither of them need to say it.

ohhhhh them. i like them. vernon is jihoon's favourite little dude i think, even if they don't kiss. thank you

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

Re: [FILL]: what claws are made of

Re: [FILL]: what claws are made of

Re: [FILL]: what claws are made of

Re: [FILL]: i have faith but don't believe you

Re: [FILL]: i have faith but don't believe you

Re: [FILL]: fucking geminis

Re: [FILL]: fucking geminis

Re: [FILL]: fucking geminis

i'm shifting into Lekman mode

Re: [FILL]: call me pretty, please

Re: [FILL]: call me pretty, please

Re: [FILL]: call me pretty, please

Re: [FILL]: My Little Meow Meow (Evil)

Re: [FILL]: if you quit, i quit

Re: [FILL]: we will fade away

Re: [FILL]: we will fade away

Re: [FILL]: we will fade away

[FILL] to know your heart

[FILL]

Re: [FILL] to know your heart

Re: [FILL] to know your heart

Re: [FILL]

[FILL] try again, and again, and again

Re: [FILL] try again, and again, and again