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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!
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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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FILL: we are venom
Major Tags: Domestic, Body Sharing, Getting Over Your Ex by Rebounding With an Alien
Additional Tags: Sorry My Italics Didn't Work, Nonbinary Hoshi?
Permission to remix: Yes
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hungry, whispers the voice in wonwoo’s head. hungry, wonwoo, let’s cook.
“neither of us can cook,” wonwoo says, hits send on a reply email to one of his newly fawning admirers. it’s weird to be known as a hero after months of being known as a loser.
the presence in him squirms. do not order takeout again, hoshi says insistently. i cannot take any more of it. nothing you eat is spicy enough.
wonwoo shakes his head. just for effect, really, because hoshi can feel everything a second before he does it. sometimes before he even knows he's going to do it. hoshi is pressed up against all his nerves and synapses, twisted around his brain stem and his intestines.
it sounds gross, when he puts it like that, but wonwoo has come to find it comforting.
“what if we went to dinner with minghao and mingyu?” he asks. “mingyu’s a good cook. it’ll be good practice for us to stop hating him.”
we do not hate him. it is merely painful, to see him take our place next to minghao.
“yeah,” wonwoo murmurs. “yeah, it is.”
hoshi stretches a bit of their self out of wonwoo's body like a strand of gum, the living room lamplight reflecting off their undulating black form. but it is getting easier, wonwoo, is it not? now that we have each other.
they stare into wonwoo’s eyes with their own milky distorted ones, and wonwoo wonders if it's even possible to lie to them.
it is not. nothing about you is hidden from me.
a few images flash in his head, himself naked in the mirror, his hands jotting video ideas between grocery lists and interview notes, him crying over a video of rescued kittens he’d seen that morning. “okay, i get it, that's enough,” he says. “you're in me all the time. can you behave yourself while we go see minghao and mingyu?”
hoshi melts back into wonwoo’s skin and somehow manages to make their telepathic communication sound very huffy. can you?
unfortunately, the telepathic communication doesn't extend to other people, so wonwoo is left just guessing as to whether minghao and mingyu are actually happy to see him. he knows minghao still cares about him, and mingyu is so fucking nice that he just goes along with it. that's almost worse, the knowledge that wonwoo is so nonthreatening that mingyu doesn't even bother trying to keep him away.
“you've never been that into spicy food,” minghao observes, watching wonwoo eat ravenously. “when did that change?”
wonwoo shrugs. his tongue is burning, just a little, but he can feel hoshi wriggling gleefully in his mind and that's reason enough to keep going. “hoshi really liked it,” he says. “i guess even after they...died, that stayed with me.”
mingyu’s face softens, but minghao laughs. “what, did they leave you with a taste for human heads, too?” he asks.
yes, hoshi hums. but someone has decided eating heads is not allowed. so i think burning your tongue a little bit in return is only fair.
the moment of silence makes minghao study wonwoo suspiciously, the way he often does when this happens. by now he must know that wonwoo is still harboring a symbiote, but neither of them seem willing to bring it up first.
“they left me with a lot of things,” wonwoo says.
it's tempting, to let hoshi out and run away, to leave all this behind and be powerful and vicious and free. but something holds wonwoo’s tongue, makes him want things to stay the same. just him in his shitty little apartment, even though he can afford somewhere better now. just him and hoshi, his little secret, the only person (creature?) in the whole world who truly understands him.
aww, hoshi croons. that is so nice. i love you too.
i didn't say that, wonwoo thinks at them, pretends to pay attention to whatever hospital story mingyu has brought up. but i guess we’re good together.
hoshi slips a tendril down his sleeve, under the table where minghao and mingyu can't see, and intertwines it with his fingers. i think we should learn how to cook.
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