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"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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Additional Tags: i don't mind - this can be any universe you want!
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
- Walt Whitman, Of Him I Love Day and Night
[FILL] what was left when that fire was gone?
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: idolverse/canonverse, unhealthy relationships, death as a metaphor for breakups
Permission to remix: Yes
word count: 400, gunning for that spot~
A/N: Apparently I'm making writing this ship for 17hols an annual thing, sorry for starting us off with a crossover pairing but this grabbed me and took me like thirty minutes to write so. If it's too vague, that's my excuse.
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Don’t read my eulogy when I’m no longer here to hear it, Yixing liked to say.
Love me when I’m here, don’t love me when I’m gone, his voice boomed across the stadium, sparking fires under Minghao’s skin through the static of his earphones.
Elbows-deep into the sandpit of the playground where Yixing first kissed him, Minghao asks the dirt lining his nails: then why’d you leave before I had the chance to write it?
The exorcism in Beijing takes the longest. Minghao bids his time writing, dancing, forgetting.
The years don’t weather the engraving on the tombstone when Minghao finally arrives.
Don’t love me when I’m gone, it haunts him, the six measured steps between them on set as Yixing leads, everyone else follows.
Two years later Minghao finds yet another Yixing in Shanghai, who sees, across the same six steps the same boy he left behind—dancing.
Seoul’s ghosts are innumerable. Tucked into rented studio buildings, abandoned green rooms and restaurants Junhui hunts out in Jongno only to catch the flash of recognition in Minghao’s eyes.
Sometimes they crawl out of the woodworks, out of loose lips and trade secrets shared between people who know better than to expect miracles out of dead-end streets. Minghao can only pretend, reminded as he is yet again he can’t expect people to mourn that which they have no memory of.
Don’t love me when I’m gone.
Then don’t leave, Minghao wishes he had screamed, wishes he had clutched at the lowering coffin, unearthed the still-warm flesh and pleaded it back to life.
If Seoul is a cenotaph, Minghao is its sole crypt-keeper.
Minghao returns home dreaming of freedom.
Don’t love me when I’m gone.
Idiot, he thinks now. It’s the other way round. There’s nowhere to go until they’re done loving you.
He drinks his tea. He dances with his mother on the balcony. He enquiries after the living.
The house is a newborn, holding no history of his childhood, yet the face staring back at him in the mirror is ten years too young.
Don’t love me when I’m gone.
The part that goes unsaid? The dead will stay dead and you’ll live frozen at the age you stopped growing out of love.
Minghao cradles the mirror’s frame with his mud-stained hands and asks the ghost standing behind it: why’d you leave before I had the chance to kill you?
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(my favorite line: Don’t love me when I’m gone.
The part that goes unsaid? The dead will stay dead and you’ll live frozen at the age you stopped growing out of love. )
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Minghao cradles the mirror’s frame with his mud-stained hands and asks the ghost standing behind it: why’d you leave before I had the chance to kill you?
the way minghao is so haunted by the ghost of yixing that he himself acts and lives very much like a ghost. oooh just absolute chills. i loved reading this thank you so much!
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