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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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Dogs
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Optional/interesting if low fantasy/bizarro fiction adjacent
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
tell your baby that i’m your baby
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: dogs, video game spawning logic
Permission to remix: No
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Wonwoo keeps collecting dogs. His newest acquisition is squirming in his hands, its wide eyes balefully looking up at him.
“Please don’t,” Wonwoo says right before the dog leans up and licks his face, covering his glasses in slobber. “Ugh.” Contrary to his disgust, he carefully places the dog down. It promptly runs off, presumably to terrorize what little he has left to destroy. Dogs one through nine already chewed through everything that could be chewed through (and some things that couldn’t) and the rest continued to lay claim to his entire apartment.
He’s running out of space to keep the dogs. Minghao keeps giving him pityingly looks whenever he visits and Junhui has started to steer clear of his apartment, claiming that his cat Miantiao gets agitated by the scent of dogs.
It’s not like I wanted to be a dog person, Wonwoo wants to yell. It’s not like he chose to have this magical ability to spawn dogs whenever he thinks of—
Another dog appears in his hands.
“Fuck,” Wonwoo says. The dog takes this opportunity to lick his face. “Not again.”
The first dog had followed him home. Wonwoo had thought it was a stray and kept his distance, but then the dog had darted between his ankles and slipped into the apartment, and after a panicked call to Minghao, who had showed up at his door unimpressed but nonetheless helped take the dog to the vet, and a newly acquired clean bill of health, Wonwoo was the begrudging caretaker for a dog.
“Can’t you take care of it?” he had pleaded to Minghao, who simply raised an eyebrow as they both watched the dog gnaw at a throw blanket.
“Have you seen my place,” Minghao replied. Wonwoo had. He’s sure that the dog wouldn’t chew through that many bolts of cloth or lay waste to Minghao’s sketchbooks.
They continued to watch as the dog decided that the daily newspaper was a better source of nutrition.
“Good luck,” Minghao said dryly.
Wonwoo started naming his dogs after the fifth one appeared. Before then, he had been hoping that it was a coincidence, that he somehow turned into a dog charmer overnight. Then his mind had drifted off and he made the mistake of thinking about another puppylike figure in his life and Dog Number Five blinked into existence in his hands.
“Sherlock, please stop,” he begs. Sherlock, formerly known as Dog Number Five and not named after the SHINee song, no matter what Soonyoung says, predictably ignores him, dashing off into the distance, his leash flying behind him like a scarf.
Wonwoo sprints to keep up with him. When Sherlock finally stops running at mach speed, distracted by a squirrel or something, Wonwoo bends over, pressing his hands to his knees, his shoulders heaving as he catches his breath.
“Woah boy,” someone says, their voice dissolving into giggles. “And what’s your name?”
Wonwoo looks up to see someone sitting down on the sidewalk, Sherlock pawing at their sweater and licking their face.
“It’s Sherlock,” Wonwoo says as he jogs up to the two. He’s about to apologize when the person looks up at him.
Mingyu tilts his head, reminding Wonwoo of a dog, (and that’s where the trouble began, wasn’t it). “Sherlock?”
“Short for Sherlock Bones,” Wonwoo says, looking Mingyu defiantly in the eyes and preparing for the response. He’s been teased enough by his friends.
Mingyu throws his head back and laughs, his laughter like sunshines and rainbows and all that pathetic fallacy bullshit. Sherlock joins in by barking along, and Wonwoo takes one unfiltered second to admire the scene and the lack of more dogs before his world comes crashing down.
Wonwoo witnesses a lag spike in real life. There’s no another way to describe it. One moment his ears are graced by Mingyu’s laughter and Sherlock’s barks, and then it’s pure cacophony, nothing but the sounds of dogs barking and howling as a horde of them render, paused in default form before the frame rate picks up again and they start running around. It’s literally raining dogs.
And above it all, Wonwoo still somehow hears a tiny meow. He’s half-convinced he’s hallucinated it since no cat will approach him within a mile radius now, but then his eyes zone in on the tiny ball of fluff in Mingyu’s hands that he’s certain wasn’t previously there. A tabby cat barely bigger than Mingyu’s palm turns its gaze to Wonwoo.
“You too?” Wonwoo asks.
Mingyu smiles sheepishly.
title from “i bet on losing dogs” by mitski
Re: tell your baby that i’m your baby
looooveee everything here, the wonhao friendship, the little soonyoung mention, wonwoo's voice here:
It’s not like I wanted to be a dog person, Wonwoo wants to yell. It’s not like he chose to have this magical ability to spawn dogs whenever he thinks of—
Another dog appears in his hands.
“Fuck,” Wonwoo says. The dog takes this opportunity to lick his face. “Not again.”
+ SHERLOCK? SHORT FOR SHERLOCK BONES.
ehuehuehehe the comedic timing in everything!!! AND THE ENDING LMAO the lag spike and then the tabby cat! u are so cool for bringing it to this point, i thought halfway thru its gonna be a whole one sided thing w/ ww short end of the stick as usual etc. and yet! a tiny kitten for mingyu!!!!!!! wah so cute <3 enjoyed this so much! thanks for filling this :"D
Re: tell your baby that i’m your baby
press f for wonwoo cat person spawning dogs at the thought of mingyu. i think he enjoys dad jokes and sherlock holmes, so sherlock bones <3
i do enjoy ww repressed pining but also tiny kitten too kyoot