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hwa ([personal profile] hwarium) wrote in [community profile] 17hols2021-11-25 01:04 pm

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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but he cares for me

(Anonymous) 2022-01-05 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship/Member: Mingyu/Jeonghan
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:

I may be younger but I'll look after you
We're not in love, but I'll make love to you
When you're not here I'll save some for you
I'm not him but I'll mean somethin' to you
I'll mean somethin' too
I'll mean somethin' too
- Nikes, Frank Ocean

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[FILL] a big speck in your white world

[personal profile] nunssaum 2022-01-07 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship/Member: mingyu/jeonghan
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: ambiguous relationship, unrequited love, unnamed secondary character death, implied sexual content, second person pov.
Permission to remix: Yes

dear prompter, i hope this is atleast close to what you asked form it's 3 am, i apologise if there is any typos/errors. also sorry mingyu.

***

you are seventeen and you have dreams that you are never going to tell him—dreams in which you hold him, in which you kiss the back of his neck, in which he is in love with you too.


you are twenty-five and you are in bed with him, naked and doing things you haven’t even dreamt of. he doesn’t meet your eyes for the most part and when he does, the love you see there is different from what you want.


you both are in love but not together; you love him and he, someone who has been dead for two years. who is never going to come back.


it’s complicated, you know. you have known it since the first time you slept with him.


you can’t help but look him in the eyes and search for the love that you can claim as yours.


//


you once told him you love him. “don’t,” he had told you, looking away, “don’t waste it on me.” you remember being nineteen then.


now you look at him. i am still in love with you, can’t you see? And every time he sees that he looks away because he can’t take what you are offering. you know that. you just don’t know if it’s because you are giving him too little or if you are giving him too much. maybe he doesn’t want it because it’s love. maybe because it is your love.


love for yoon jeonghan has always been something you shouldn’t bring up in the open. like the old photo of his dead lover at the back of his wallet. you have only seen it once, accidentally and never again.


so you leave your love disguised as the food you make for him when you leave his apartment in the morning. you leave it in small pieces of the fruits you cut up for him. you hide it behind your little questions—have you eaten? did you sleep well? do you need me now?


you are selfish like that, you’d admit.


//


sometimes he'd tell you stories. stories from his workplace. stories from his hometown. stories from his childhood. once he tells you about him swallowing a fishbone as a kid because he is not good at removing them properly despite liking fish so much.


the next time you go to his house, you cook fish for him and debone it carefully for him to eat. you expect him to be happy.


what you see in his face breaks you a little. he looks like he'd rather swallow a fishbone than to be there; than to have you love him like that.


//


it’s one of those days where you know you are allowed to stay for a while. you stare at his face while he stares at the ceiling. you want to say look at me, hyung. you don’t. instead, you take his hand to look at it. you trace the tips of his fingernails with the pad of your thumb and then bring his wrist to your lips. you press a ghost of a kiss there. he turns to you like you have offended him in some way and snatches his hand away as if you have burnt him.


“don’t do that.” his voice is forgiving but you don’t know what wrong you did. he has asked you to do worse things. you watch him close his eyes shut. you realize that he almost mistook you for his dead lover for a minute. 


he cannot pretend not to see the love he aches for. he doesn’t want to see him in you.


“i am sorry,” you tell him.


he opens his eyes and gets up to sit, dropping his head into both of his hands. “i am sorry.”


you wish you know who he is sorry to.


"what for?"


he takes a deep breath. "you know what for, mingyu. don't make me say it again."


he'll never love you, you have told that to yourself countless times. yet your heart doesn't know how to give up when it comes to love.


without a word, you get up from the bed and walk towards his cabinet. you walk back to him and kneel in front of him. you gently pry one his hand and you try not to look at his face. you clip his nails one by one. and when you are about to go for his other hand, you dare to take a look at him looking at you with some softness in his eyes.


but not out of love. never out of love. not even by mistake. 


the look on his face means that you mean something to him. even if you are like a fishbone that's stuck in his throat.


Edited 2022-01-08 11:17 (UTC)

Re: [FILL] a big speck in your white world

(Anonymous) 2022-01-08 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
omg thank you so much for writing my prompt. i love it, it's heartbreaking and perfect ;-; </3