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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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Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Performance ... idk go ham
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Prompt:
[FILL] fever 95.77°c
Ship/Member: (Anyone in) Seventeen
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Suicidal Thoughts, Ambiguous POV, Idolverse or canon compliant(i'm not too sure what's the difference actually), Vague religious references
Permission to remix: Yes
400 words yahaa
thank you for the interesting prompt i enjoyed analysing it a lot
He wants to die.
They say this phrase a lot, bent over panting after six straight hours of practice. The four syllables ricochet off of the studio walls, with every day-long shoot concluded. It collects in the walls, floors, every nook and cranny of their dorms, said again and again and again. But it’s always a joke, because after a few minutes of silence, they’ll pick themselves right back up and dive headfirst into the pain, again.
He’s not fucking joking this time.
His clothes drape him exquisitely, flowy and elaborate, and it doesn't hide shit. He clutches his collar and does the moves he’s done a thousand times already. With precision, his muscles tense and relax alternately. Neck. Chest. Upper to lower torso and then back to the top. He thinks he hasn’t lifted his leg high enough on the move after. The spin comes next, and when he lifts off, he doesn’t know if he’s going to land on solid ground. He half wishes he would phase through the false earth of the stage. As the world turns, everything is white.
Maybe it’s the stage lights, or the Caratbongs, or the stars above, but it blurs together into bright, and he hopes it’s the light of heaven, the steps to the pearly gates to take him away.
He’s already given up his body; gone since that day he sat in an office chair far too big for him, in between Mom and Dad, in front of the sheaf of legalese. His body gave him a place to stay, twelve brothers, riches more than he could ever imagine. It was only right for his soul to go along with it too.
Maybe it’s the pyrotechnics in his face, or the humid summer night, or the overexertion, but it envelopes his body in hot, and he hopes he’s rising, evaporating into the clouds.
But of course, he’s still standing by the end of the sequence, and when he raises his head he can sense he’s landed a little bit further than he’s supposed to. It's doubly disappointing. He surveys the crowd with a smile. He feels their presence at every stage, but today could be the day they reunite. He looks for a cloaked figure, of bones and a scythe.
Beyond a camera, beyond a screen, somebody presses a button, and lines of code whizz by.
“Group synchronisation score: 95.77%”
Re: [FILL] fever 95.77°c