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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ohhh woozi's little vernon... that's his guy... his little friend....

HELLO i love this??? the casualness of the scene, that feeling that this moment is suspended in time while everyone’s asleep and they’re just folding laundry…

and dokyeom being the sun!! or something bigger than the sun, being cherished by the sun…

what he sees is this: a circlet of gold like a crown around seokmin's head and the light that slants onto his features just perfectly, making his skin glow a soft golden and accentuate the sharpness of his visage in a way that renders minghao speechless.

and when minghao takes pictures, his lenses catch onto the way the sun cups seokmin's chin to press a kiss to his sculpted cheekbones.

like wow… the “circlet of gold like a crown” part made me think of arthurkyeom and!!! it is such a dokyeom thing to look so beautiful while folding laundry and so so minghao to be rendered speechless by it… thank you so much for this i love it!

Edited 2022-01-06 20:02 (UTC)

wow... now i really do feel like woozi came out as straight this week. hope he knows we support him <3

Edited 2022-01-06 20:42 (UTC)

Ship/Member: Hoshi/Any (Seokmin? Wonwoo if you love me?)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: drunk hoshi kissing everything that moves, maybe a little angsty? he just really wants a good movie kiss..
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

I'm just asking for a kiss
Give me one good movie kiss

- Mitski, Nobody

Ship/Member: Minghao/Soonyoung
Major Tags: non-binary! minghao, love for soonyoung, minghao centric
Additional Tags: tw light ambiguous mention of suicide and loneliness (i haven't written in ages, i'm sorry if this is absolutely terrible)
Permission to remix: Yes!

***

Minghao likes mornings, they decide for themselves one morning. When they wake up at 2pm, blood of regret flows through their vein the next day. They think that it is cosmically unfair that although they slept early with the hope of getting up before the sunrise, it didn’t go as planned.

They think about Hiromi Kawakami, and they think of the night which will nibble into them tonight. Every night, Minghao repeats, reminds themselves of the choices they have made, they think about Soonyoung and his bashfulness and how easy it is for them to love him, the continuity and the fluidity.

Soonyoung’s delight, the blue that Minghao thinks about, the love in blue, eternal blue, the something they chose to live for. It is ironic for Minghao to confess about love, Soonyoung when they think about how fleeting they thought love is, was. Minghao’s heart already ripped apart, they can hear the melting blue and see Soonyoung’s laugh.

Most days, more than most days, Minghao thinks of themselves as a bad person, a selfish person who thinks about love, has an abundance of love, but a little less for themselves. If fate is real, Minghao believes that Soonyoung is made of love, and all that they embody is grief. Soonyoung thinks that grief carries love, with sprinkles of rage and tragedy, nonetheless mostly just love.

Minghao thinks about Soonyoung’s heart and closes their eyes, thinks about Soonyoung’s heart and thinks about thinking things (mostly revolving around Soonyoung and how he’s eager to listen to Minghao talk about the book they’re reading) and Soonyoung’s heart and the end of the world and the kitchen table and Soonyoung’s heart which is made of love and maybe, god (mostly kimchi).

Minghao hates anachronisms; they believe in the present, now, right now, this very moment but keep thinking about drowning in silence and smiling with loneliness. So, one day, while boiling water for tea when Hansol asks them, “when was the last time you felt happy?” Minghao thinks about the showcase where they performed with Soonyoung the previous month, the meal they had an hour ago in the kitchen, the impressionism-esque painting they did of Soonyoung for their assessment a year ago, the way Soonyoung cracked up in between their argument, Soonyoung. They respond by saying, “Here and there, much more than less.”

So, every morning Minghao is reminded of cosmic unfairness, Soonyoung ripping their heart out, and the slight sunlight seeping in from the bedroom window.

TEXT THAT DESCRIBES THE LINK (INSERT ANY URL YOU WANT)

Ship/Member: Seokmin/Soonyoung
Major Tags:
Additional Tags: Royalty, Homoerotic Fruit Sharing (one sided)
Permission to remix: Yes

400 words (!!), Rated G

there was meant to be Angst(TM) in this but i ended up .. not.. so pt2 ?? hehe

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36252847

Ship/Member: Soonyoung/Junhui
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: space au, space-time travel, quantum entanglement, very big science-y words, soonyoung is a sapiosexual
Permission to remix: Yes

this isn't related to time loops OR butterfly effect but. science biatch. i hope you don't mind too much!! (thanks to fitz from aos for his talk about space-time)
***

Sometimes Soonyoung gets an itch under his skin.

It’s a difficult sensation to explain, it’s like a pull to his gravity center, a hand that yanks him towards another place-time in the mess that is the space-time entanglement.

How did it go?

Ah right, that’s what he said:

“Time is an illusion,” Junhui explained that one time, spinning in his little chair and twirling his wrist in the air. “It’s just how we perceive the fourth dimension.”

Soonyoung just cocked his head to the side, not understanding what he meant. He looked at Junhui with big, bulging eyes. With a sigh, Junhui went on.

“We’re made of three dimensions, so we can’t perceive the fourth,” he said, as Soonyoung crawled his way into his lap. His hands found Soonyoung’s waist, warm. “For us, time flows. But time just is, like the three physical dimensions that our senses can actually make sense of.”

Once again, Soonyoung didn’t really catch the meaning of his words. He leaned a bit into Junhui’s space, pouting for good measure. Junhui bit back a grin - he knew Soonyoung liked when he said his big nerdy words.

“There’s no past, and no future. Time just exists. And nothing we can do can change that.”

“You’re hurting my brain,” Soonyoung ended up saying, silencing him with a searing kiss. They both forgot about the space-time discourse once their lips met.

Now, years later - later? Well, that’s if you believe in the flowing of time. It really is hard to explain - his speech is starting to make sense. In a way.

It gets messy at times.

What was he talking about? A right, the pull.

That’s also another messy scientific explanation - two separated halves of the same particle will always be altered or affected in the same way, even at different ends of the universe.

Or well, that’s what Junhui told him another time, as they counted constellations together and Soonyoung asked him to explain the beginning of the Universe.

Junhui liked to talk about his science, and Soonyoung liked to listen, even if he didn’t understand half of what he said.

Some things are starting to make sense only now, - but what is now, exactly? Another question without an answer - while Soonyoung stares at the swirling galaxies and feels the force that drags him somewhere (or sometime) else.

Soonyoung’s guts are pulling him in the direction of his other half; he hasn’t seen Junhui since the last time he crawled through a black hole and reappeared in another place-time entirely, almost on the brink of death.

That’s when he learned that space-time is confusing. Once he crossed the event horizon, his whole essence shifted, but he remained connected to Junhui, somehow.

The pull is what tells him that he’s still alive, somewhere out there. Or well, sometime. At this point Soonyoung isn’t so sure about anything anymore.

Still, he keeps moving, and he keeps looking for the missing half of his being.

Somehow, he knows that Junhui is looking for him too.

It’s the pull that tells him so.

Somewhere (or sometime) in the mess that is the space-time conundrum, his other half is missing him just as much.

Ship/Member: Minghao/Seokmin
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: idolverse, convenience stores, author being in love with lee seokmin
Permission to remix: Yes

exactly 400 words!!! <33

***
“Myungho-ya,” Seokmin turns to look at him, holding two packs of instant ramen in one hand. The other reaches out to tug lightly at the string of Minghao’s hoodie, absent-mindedly twirling it around a finger. A slight smile hangs on his lips, pushing his cheeks up and creasing the corners of his eyes. “Was there anything else?”

The obnoxious neon lights of the convenience store fridge hit his side profile, washing half of his face in sports drink labels. Even the harsh lighting fails to mask the kindness etched into his features.

“Ice cream. Seungkwan wanted lemon ice cream.”

“Ah, of course,” Giggling at nothing in particular, he reaches his hand out to grab onto Minghao’s wrist, kindly guiding him to where the ice cream is. The skin around Minghao’s wrist immediately feels warm. “I keep telling him it’s going to irritate his tongue, so much artificial lemon flavour. Something about acids, I think—I don’t really remember middle school chemistry.”

Minghao hums in response, not worrying about it being taken as disinterest. Seokmin knows him too well to be offended at such a thing.

Having easily found their friend’s dessert of interest, he turns to Minghao again: “Are you going to get one?”

He looks—silly. It shouldn’t make Minghao feel so much, the sight of him leaning over the ice cream freezer, but it does. His eyes look cartoonishly round like this—looking up at Minghao from where he’s leaned over and into the freezer, eyes lit up not from the harsh lights around them but seemingly from within.

It takes a surprising amount of effort to resist the itch to reach out and tug on the grey beanie on his head for absolutely no reason. It’s a scary feeling, not trusting your arm to not raise on its own and your hand to not grab on tightly at the first fold it finds, a body’s desperate need to anchor itself on welcoming ground.

Curling the fingers of one hand into the front pocket of his hoodie instead, Minghao picks up two packs of Seokmin’s go-to chocolate ice cream bar. “Yeah, let’s go.”

When Seokmin finishes his ice cream barely a minute into the walk back to the dorm, Minghao is quick to hand over his own, claiming he wasn’t going to eat it anyways. He doesn’t know if the fact that he’s telling the truth makes it better or worse.

Edited 2022-01-07 19:33 (UTC)

hello thank you so much for your kind comments! i really really believe in a jun who's very childlike at times, he has needs that make people as stable as 8 think he never really grew up. (even though he's very capable of mature emotional thoughts!!) and that's why it's so important that he's endearing LOL, that he loves enough that it makes up for that. 8jun complement each other so well T___T i'm so glad you enjoyed!!

Ship/Member: Soonyoung/Mingyu
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: rule 63, drinking, hoshi is a hot mess
Permission to remix: Yes

i’ll admit that this isn’t at all what you asked for but i wrote this in a frenzy and i guess i am posting it. obviously inspired by this tweet … they are potential gfs to me

***

Sooyoung can’t handle her alcohol.

Sooyoung can’t handle her alcohol, nor can she resist the late-night urge to get absolutely wasted at the end of the week.

Overall, it isn’t that bad of an idea. No work tomorrow means she can sleep all day long and let her consequent hangover get the best of her. As usual, Seungwan is wrong about everything. Sooyoung is obviously very good at planning out her life.

“Seokmi-unnie, please take her bottle—wait—here,” Seungwan is struggling to say over the chatter inside the bar. “Unnie, just give it to me.”

Seokmi’s all red in the face and is distracted with something else but complies, efficiently stealing Sooyoung’s soju bottle out of her hands. She blinks slowly as she passes it to Seungwan, who drunkenly nods to herself like congratulations for a job well done.

Sooyoung doesn’t hesitate to smack Seokmi, who only cowers in slow motion. “Yah, what was that for?”

Seungwan gives her a murderous, accusatory look. “You’re drinking too much.”

Sooyoung gasps. “Am not!”

“Are too!”

“And how would you even know that?”

“I know you, unnie,” Seungwan hisses with a finger stuck in her face. “I know you!”

Sooyoung ignores her, deciding to fix her face and offer Seokmi some more kisses instead. “Sorry for hitting you,” she slurs, her lips puckered and ready. “Can I have my drink back? I’ll give you a kiss!”

“Eugh.” Seokmi slumps against the seat and heaves out a sigh. “Let’s just get out of here. I’m tired of looking at Minju’s stupid face.”

Minju whirls around at the sound of her name, scowling at Seokmi through her carefully styled bangs.

Seokmi immediately covers her mouth, like she didn’t mean to say it out loud. “Sorry,” she says weakly, then rolling her eyes when Minju does the decent thing and decides not to start an argument.

“Let’s go,” Seungwan tells Seokmi, moving to gather her things. “My face is getting puffy.”

“But I don’t want to go!” Sooyoung shouts, clinging onto Seokmi by her arms. They are very strong arms. She lets her hands linger, feeling comforted by her beautiful best friend’s strength.

“Unnie, when was the last time you ate something?” Seungwan grumbles. She stands up from her seat and repeatedly presses down on her hot cheeks. “You’re being disruptive right now.”

Great question. Sooyoung can’t remember the last time she ate food but doesn’t want to admit such weakness to her dongsaengs. “You’re being disruptive right now,” she retorts smartly, wrinkling her nose.

“You’re both being disruptive,” Minju interjects, sitting down next to Sooyoung. She tilts her head to one side, gesturing to the other table where Jisoo is sitting at with Myungho and Junhwi, whom Sooyoung admittedly doesn’t know very well. “And Jisoo-oppa is definitely glaring at you.”

Sooyoung lets out a chuckle. “Don’t be silly, Minju. Oppa doesn’t glare.”

She casts Jisoo a furtive glance and—oh, never mind. He really is glaring.

Minju notices Sooyoung’s smug smile fall from her face and gently nudges her arm, smiling ruefully. “Told you.”

Sooyoung tries not to frown too hard but fails. It's just like Jisoo said when she got dumped—he's never been able to handle her. “Whatever.”

Sooyoung used to enjoy outings like these, rounding up all of her friends and their friends and they would terrorize the bar patrons the whole night until it was time to go. But ever since she and Jisoo broke up, the group has split into pieces and dispersed everywhere. The other guys didn’t even bother showing up tonight, and now Jisoo has brought his shiny new work friends to their—her spot.

She just hopes Jisoo knows he’s the fucking worst.

“Here, unnie. Don’t forget your jacket.” Seungwan’s voice distracts Sooyoung from where she apparently had been trying to bore a hole through her palm with her eyes.

“Oh.” She looks up at Seokmi and Seungwan, who both have their coats on and are clutching their purses tightly. “Seungwannie, you’re leaving already?”

“It’s late,” Seokmi says. “Chanmi is bringing her car and I don’t think Seungwan can emotionally handle the subway right now.” Her eyes are apologetic and pitying and that makes Sooyoung feel a little annoyed.

“Fine. Ditch me, I don’t care,” Sooyoung replies confidently. She takes the soju bottle Seungwan had unsuccessfully hidden from her and watches her face harden. “I’m staying. I don’t need you to have fun.”

Seungwan just tugs on Seokmi’s arm. “Come on, Chanmi-yah is out front.” She shifts her gaze to Sooyoung, eyes round and watery behind her lensless glasses.

“Please don’t die, Sooyoung-unnie.”

I’m older than you and you can’t tell me what to do, Sooyoung wants to say, but Seungwan and Seokmi make quick work of scooting out of the front door, and then they’re gone.

“Shit,” Sooyoung belatedly mutters, taking another swig of soju, sweet and lukewarm on her tongue. “They were my ride.”

“That’s okay!” Minju chirps, nearly startling Sooyoung out of her chair. “You can come with me.”

“Yah, I almost forgot you were there,” Sooyoung says through an abrupt giggle, setting her bottle down.

Maybe a different person would’ve taken offense to that, but Minju only leans in closer, grinning with all of her white teeth. Her deep pink lipstick, somehow, is still perfectly applied. “Oh, did my presence scare unnie?” she teases. “I am so sorry.”

Through the haze in Sooyoung’s brain, Minju’s done-up face shines like a beacon. Attentive brown eyes meet hers, glistening with excitement and endearment. As if Minju just enjoys being in her presence that much, even when she’s an inebriated mess like this. As if she doesn’t owe Minju a single thing.

Sooyoung’s face feels… hotter. She imagines the color on her face deepening into a furious red. Suddenly she gets why Seungwan is always so annoyed with her during nights like this—she is so keen on finding new ways to embarrass herself.

Unaware of her contained crisis, Minju takes a manicured finger and brushes some of loose hair behind Sooyoung’s ear. Sooyoung forces herself to exhale. “You ready to go home?”

Sooyoung blinks a few times, still speechless, before vehemently shaking her head. “No. I’m not.”

Minju makes a tiny confused noise, lips forming a cute little pout. “No?”

Sooyoung shakes her head again. When strands of hair fall into her mouth, Minju carefully brushes them aside. This isn’t new, but the intense, pulsating warmth washing over Sooyoung definitely is. Or, at least, she thinks it is. Because if it isn’t drunkenness, then—

“Take me to your apartment,” Sooyoung breathes out. She knows she’s unabashedly staring now. She doesn’t do anything about it.

Minju’s expression becomes less playful and more subdued. “Oh,” she says thoughtfully, looking up at the ceiling as the gears in her head start to turn. “I don’t know if I’ll be any fun, but I can cook you something! Seungwan said you haven’t eaten today or—oh, I guess it’s late you must be tired. You can sleep in my bed. Um—only if you want. Obviously.”

Sooyoung just nods along to Minju’s lispy rambling. “I don’t mind,” she says quietly, more sure of herself than she’s been all night. She forgets about the drinks, pockets her phone.

“Okay,” Minju says contently. She gets up from her seat and holds her hand out for Sooyoung.

Sooyoung must be imagining the happy flush blooming across Minju’s cheeks and nose. “Wait. You aren’t drunk, right?”

Minju’s eyes go comically wide. “Me? Oh, no. I didn’t drink at all.”

Kim Minju is actually perfect, Sooyoung realizes. Why does she even hang out with them, again? She wishes she paid more attention to the people in her life while she was sober.

Minju’s face dims, hand falling back down to her side. “Um, because I thought— I thought you guys were my friends,” she mumbles. Her broad shoulders start to sag. “I just— I don't know.”

It takes Sooyoung a second too long for the guilt to rush in like flooding water. “No, Minju— No— that isn’t what I meant to say,” she pleads. She staggers a bit before catching up and taking Minju’s hand. “Minju-yah,” she says again, softly.

Minju freezes in her steps. "Shit." She turns around and meets Sooyoung with the beginnings of a sheepish grin forming at the corners of her raspberry mouth. “You’re still coming with me. Sorry.”

“You’re my friend,” Sooyoung says as genuinely as she can, staring right into Minju’s eyes.

“You don’t have to say that for a ride,” Minju groans, looking away embarrassedly but Sooyoung can tell she’s a little pleased. “I already said I’ll take you home!”

“I said I want to go to your apartment!” Sooyoung yells frustratedly, and Minju, along with the rest of the people in the bar, is stunned into silence.

“Okay, unnie,” Minju says slowly after a moment, her sharp brows downturned like a retreating dog's. She carefully hands Sooyoung her coat from the table, a far cry from her typically confident exterior.

Sooyoung can feel Jisoo’s eyes on her back. She decides that doesn’t have to matter. She sets her mouth determinedly and squeezes Minju’s hand with her sweaty one.

“Okay,” she says firmly, matching Minju’s cadence. “Let’s go.”

Then Minju’s face breaks into an easy smile. She opens the door with her free elbow, blinking rapidly as a cold breeze tousles her long hair. “Come on, then. I'll drive.”

Edited 2022-01-07 01:11 (UTC)

(will be using boy names in this comment!!) YOU'RE SO CRAZY...... AND I LOVE THAT. first of all - wlw !!!!!!! secondly jesus christ. never expected this prompt to have a soongyu fill but GOD you handle it well. dear drunk soonyoung and her friends AND i love how the seokgyu rivalry persists anyway. i also love dear kind mingyu who isn't even sure if they're FRIENDS but still wants to take care of her. god. you got me good with this one

Ship/Member: Any (seriously, any!!), Chan, Minghao, Vernon, Seokmin
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: pining?
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

As the seasons change
the plums
are replaced by persimmons
longing
by
longing
- from “The Book of Absence” by Alireza Roshan, translated by Erfan Mojib and Gary Gach

TT______TT honestly i cant imagine a better remix concept for this fic... you drew so much out of coups' limited presence. i used him as a tool and you gave him LIFE. the guilt i feel is palpable.

Jihoon waits on an answer because he knows Seungcheol like a limb, still, and at the end of the day, someone has to. omg. i actually love so much how this remix is set up, you don't have to give any context because like jihoon and coups both know everything without having to say it, the reader knows it all too (if they read the og aklsjdlkd). and everything is a setup for those killer last few lines. i'm like trying to comment about this chronologically but

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? THIS... this is the heart of coups for real. to me coups is truly just some guy who wants to be loved, deeply. and this is not something i ever said (or consciously thought about while writing) in imitation so i love that you've given him this much depth. it makes me so sad. i love how you said it. and i love that you used jicheol as the mechanism because the trust and history between them is unlike any other. (tinhat voice) i know that coups these days values his r/s with yjh and the support he gets from him above everyone else but that's also why this works soooo well. because of his intense love not working out to the point where he feels like his only option is to -

“Is it really so hard to believe that I’m hoping this hurts him, too?” this circle of hurting is sooooo much. the thing is that you could easily say that the three of them were all doomed to end up unhappy because this is so unhealthy but you’re not really trying to play martyr for someone else’s future relationship—for your ex’s, no less man... it like. really hits worse if jihoon frames it as a step iny took to get to an eventual inyyjh endgame LMAO. coups i feel so sorry for you for real.

pb thank you so much for remixing this it was such a treat, and gave me so much to think about, and reflect back on my own fic too <3

yes soongyu wlw!!! i had to deal w the hoshi gf brainrot somehow and that was very self-indulgent on my part sorry not sorry. but i AM sorry i didn't follow the prompt. i couldn't bring myself to make mingyu a service rebound LOL glad u liked it anyway... ofc i had to suggest seokgyu rivalry, that's the agenda! and speaking of agendas i will do whatever it takes to push the hot loser mingyu agenda bc it's that important to ME. thank u for the sweet comment <3

god this was absolutely incredible!! the sense of dread was so perfectly done, the feeling of everything being jarring and off, seungcheol being too drunk to think clearly making everything more confused and distressing... there were so many incredible parts (the KISS) but i especially loved this line:

Glowing, Seungcheol thinks. As though wet.

there's something so subtly chilling about it i'm obsessed. i'm gonna be thinking about the ending for ages. i loved this!!

Ship/Member: Seungkwan and JaeJae
Major Tags: queer friendship! platonic soulmates! impeccable vibes!
Additional Tags: feel free to get heavy w it tho
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Anais Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin

Ship/Member: Jeonghan & Joshua, Jeonghan & Seungcheol
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: mental health issues, alcohol abuse, unhealthy coping mechanisms, referenced past abuse, implied sexual content, wanting to fuck your therapist to cope
Permission to remix: Please ask

word count: 3.1k, rated M

***

“I have sex with any man that gives me the time of day and I have an alcohol problem and I can’t keep a fucking job. Seungcheol pities me and no one wants to date a bitch who’s emotionally constipated.”

“Are you the bitch in question?”

“Yes, I am the bitch in question."

***

cross-posted to ao3 for length.

Ship/Member: gyuhao
Major Tags: pining while ur already in love
Additional Tags: n/a
Permission to remix: sure~

***

Minghao didn't think that he meant it. Mingyu is like that. He is swept up in his tides, at times. What he thinks is right, what he thinks he wants. It changes all the time. It's not that Mingyu isn't reliable—he is. He is trustworthy. He'd never lie. But it's not forever.

Okay. This is why it would never work. Because even a moment is enough for Mingyu to fall in love, real love. It's real and it's huge, for as long as it lasts. But if it's not going to last, then Minghao won't start. It's not that one of them is right. It's just that it doesn't work.

Mingyu is sitting beside him, in a first class on a flight to Paris. Minghao has a glass of red wine. He catches a glimpse of Mingyu dozing against the window, his profile sharp and handsome. This is the most self-destructive that he's been in a long while. It doesn't seem real—which makes it easy to make it worse. If he slips his hand underneath Mingyu's where it is placed on his knee. If he sketches the slope of his nose and the curve of his lips, silhouetted against the waning sun though the plane windows. So?

Mingyu wakes up. He jerks awake. It's kind of funny. It seems like the way you come awake when you're late for school, violent and tragic. He jerks his head to the side, placing himself. Minghao can see when he orients himself: the way his shoulders relax and he grabs for Minghao's hand again. He curls his body towards Minghao, separated by the too-plush seats of their too-expensive tickets. Mingyu's boldness comes from the opposite place of his own. It's not because it doesn't matter, but because in this moment it is everything.

"Would you rather be alone?" Mingyu asks. He is shameless like that. Does he realize the way the question only has one path of return? Or is he not the same kind of delicate as Minghao, who cannot ask the question because he is afraid of the answer.

But, the thing is. Really. Honestly.

"No," Minghao says. He brushes his thumb along the back of Mingyu's hand. "I want to be here with you."

If the ends are the same—how dire really, is the difference.

UMMMM SCREAMING CRYING N THROWING UP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PHEW

THANK YOU for this comment it is truly getting me through the rest of this day lol <3

Ship/Member: Any, but consider scoups, dk and chan, also consider: joshua and vernon, minghao and junhui
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: anything, but consider love vs duty or love is duty, consider superheroes and mentorship but you can also go with the given meta and consider acting and seniority/being written out of roles etc, BUT ALSO consider :idolverse, bbbisms-fame but not the way you wanted it, the one that leaves/the ones that don't, breaking up a group to Not make it big etc etc (dies)[very light suggestions, please feel free to do w/e u want]
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

"There’s also a thing of seeing someone you love walking down a path that you’ve already walked down, and you know it doesn’t lead the place where you ultimately meant to go."
-Andrew Garfield for Variety

Ship/Member: Any, Soonyoung/Junhui, Soonyoung/Seokmin, (Soonyoung/Junhui/Seokmin if you're feeling brave?)
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: actors?, soonyoung and his obsession with kissing the homies
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

Counting as if waiting for the beginning of a play that has already started
Prepare your mind and close your eyes tightly
The moment when our trembling lips touch
I hold my breath mute
The whole universe all stop
Our climax of love became momentary pantomime
Our eyelashes dances on our first ensemble

— WJSN, Pantomime

Edited 2022-01-07 10:18 (UTC)

w o w. the way you write the switching between soonyoung and minghao's voices/actions was so effortless without being overexplanatory--i felt like i was just along for the ride. SO cool.

sjskshshs idk how i ended up w a fantasy setting either i guess snwu chanel just fucked me up real good hah! thank you :| for this bait :| but really im so glad u liked this thank you for reading dudekisser_liker ❤️❤️❤️

YES EXACTLY U GET ME AAAAAAAAAAAAA wonwoo who cant help but get chatty when it's just the two of them he is so down bad and we cant even blame him for it! hes so valid! thank u for reading 🥺❤️

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2022 Round 1: Quotes

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

Re: [FILL] we were like gods at the dawning of the world

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

one good honest kiss

Re: Minghao + Ocean Vuong

[Fill]: To Hurry the Feast

[FILL]: somewhere (sometime) else

[FILL] feel it in my face when i least expect it

Re: [FILL] cabin lights dimmed

[FILL] whatever you need, i got the time

Re: [FILL] whatever you need, i got the time

longing/longing is an algebraic equation

Re: [REMIX] drop a heart, break a name

Re: [FILL] whatever you need, i got the time

Re: [FILL] out of the woods

wlw/mlm solidarity

[FILL] it's all just symptomatic

[FILL] roman holiday

Re: [FILL] almost as good

Re: [FILL] almost as good

blasting the aloneness wide open

pantomime

Re: [FILL] come on in, boy

Re: [FILL] go on and ask him if it's really so silly

Re: [FILL] go on and ask him if it's really so silly