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2022 Round 2: AUs
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Status: Closed
This round has closed. It remains open for fills, comments and remixes, but prompts are no longer accepted.
✧ Seventeen Holidays ✧
About
When you put the characters you love in a new world, you end up loving them even more. Sometimes it's about the aesthetic (dark academia). Sometimes it's about straining those ship dynamics to the extreme (Pacific Rim). Maybe life is hard and you need to exorcise something (unemployment/coporate slave AU). Or perhaps you are so in love with the world you want to see Seventeen in it. Shakespeare, My Hero Academia, RuPaul's Drag Race. No problem - just give some context so anyone can fill it. Examples
MinWon - Bittersweet
Ah yes, the ambiguous Bittersweet MV. I'm curious to see anyone's interpretation of those MinWon scenes.
Any / NCT AU
Remember how Seventeen was supposed to be subgroups divided across Korea, China and Japan? What if that happened and the members were split up, only to reunite once a year. Or if they promoted like NCT - thinking about the graduation angst of NCT Dream, the ridiculous schedules of SuperM. Who is Mark and over-employed. Who is Shotaro and stuck in the basement?
Wonhui X Link Click (Donghua)
Link Click is a show about two guys who run a photography studio and time travels to help their customers. Wonwoo knows every event within 12 hours of a photograph being taken and Junhui can time travel and possess the photographer for 12 hours to complete a mission. Wonwoo speaks in Junhui's mind and tells him what he needs to do - where to go, what to say, what will happen. There's a rule that Junhui can't change the past because it will change the future :') but Junhui wants to :'). Would love to see WonHui investigating another sebong's story, or an exploration of their contrasting attitudes to fate (resigned vs headstrong - roles can be reversed if you want).
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Have you considered trying for the 17hols hall of fame? The categories are: Exactly 400 Words, Year of the Tiger, Five of a Kind and the Rarest Pair. ▽ Click for More Info ▽Exactly 400 words: your fill is the absolute minimum word count. Well done you cold curt succinct savage. Year of the Tiger: in celebration of 2022, we will also celebrate anyone who supports this agenda (context: burn your ears). You must seamlessly incorporate a horanghae or wooahae or hahahahanihae (etc) in your fill. You can not regret it. Five of a Kind: You win this if you fill 5 prompts, and each fill is different in the same way. E.g. 5 different ships, 5 different AUs, 5 different mediums. You also win this by doing 5 remixes! The rarest pair: the fill with the rarest pairing at the end of the fest wins. This is based off the number of works in the ao3 tag. For simplicity, this will be the / tag and not &. (e.g. a “Wonwoo & Minghao” platonic fill will be counted by the “Wonwoo/Minghao” tag). The ship must only have Seventeen members and be the main pairing in your fill. We will update the category with the current titleholder during the fest so you know who to challenge~ I anticipate polyamory. (To help us out, please mention that you’re going for one of these categories at the beginning of your fill.) Navigation
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Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: tension (any kind welcome), complicated relationships & feelings
Do Not Wants: None!
Prompt: The Devil Judge AU! Judges in a dystopian world.
Just go wild with the Kim Gaon and Kang Yohan-isms. You and I against the world, learning to live a little through the other, corruption, self-recognition through the other, etc etc. Seungcheol as Yohan? (Please consider this ) Would very much be devastated if the subtle neck and shoulder touches + gazing are included. Also consider these quotes:
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the abyss gazes also into you
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: the devil judge au, falling in love with the darkness we recognise, the kang yohan-isms of elle seungcheol in his black turtleneck, kim 'gaon' mingyu because who am i if not the person who projects jinyoung's characters onto the nearest available svt member
Permission to remix: Yes~ honestly I'd pay you to give me anything, especially jeonghan as sunah
A/N: mods, this fill is exactly 400 words ^____^ also linking a related tumblr post for anyone interested!
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Concealing his entrance into Seungcheol’s study is impossible. The door screams every time Mingyu barges his way inside. A warning to who, he’s not sure.
“Have you ever told me anything true?” He demands, wielding his voice like a knife. The attempt is clumsy—he’d sooner cut himself open than draw a drop of Seungcheol’s blood.
Seungcheol spins around in his chair. Seeing him out of his official gown and vest rattles Mingyu’s heart against his ribs. In his worn flannel pyjamas, with his unstyled curls framing a pair of deep brown eyes, Seungcheol looks harmless.
Oh, how looks deceive.
“I know my face earned me the seat to your left, but I’m not as gullible as you think I am.”
He rises from his seat and crosses to Mingyu’s side, leaning against the table as he traps Mingyu’s chin between his thumb and forefinger.
“A well-earned seat,” Seungcheol murmurs, low. “It is quite a pleasant face.”
Is pleasantness the reason you look at me with a gaze that puts a burning sun to shame?
Mingyu jerks his head, but Seungcheol’s hand merely drops to his shoulder. It slides along his back, greeting the songbird with a tender caress. He’d gotten the tattoo the first year of law school; a young man bursting with dreams of freedom, of flying away whenever his heart desired. The weight of taking flight never materialised until Seungcheol placed him under his touch.
That’s what finding a good tree means. It makes you want to build a nest. It steals the colours from the sky and the wind from beneath your wings. It promises you loneliness and heartache when you think of leaving.
Seungcheol guides him to the couch, and Mingyu follows—for the same reason he’d shielded him from the explosion, let Seungcheol confine him to a fortress that turns into a home with his presence, cooked dinner night after night sustained only by the hope that Seungcheol, too, has found a reason to stay.
“I will find who did this to you.”
The bomb was for you, Mingyu thinks. Seungcheol’s fingers in his hair eliminate the thought.
“What are you going to do once you find them?”
“Nothing you’d like to know.”
Fly, his sanity whispers. But Mingyu gazes up at him and decides, in a heartbeat, that he’d rather be consumed by darkness than look at Seungcheol and see a stranger. “Tell me, Chief.”
[REMIX] the abyss gazes also into you
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: seungcheol's pov, all of yohan's uncertainty packed into seungcheol, being aware of the darkness in you and wishing the other would walk away and yet you still selfishly want them to stay, and perhaps the subsequent shame of that
Permission to remix: Yes (if remixes can be remixed lol)
a/n: hello! here is the remix i promised! i have gone into this once again with little to no knowledge of the premise of this kdrama, but because of the yohan x gaon vids i watched i can perhaps say i know this a teeny bit better. if i've accidently twisted something or gotten something wrong, i'm so sorry!
i've remained pretty loyal to the og fill, mostly bc i can't really build off of this without more knowledge of the drama. i guess this serves more to fill in seungcheol's side more than anything else. but mostly, vee your fill was so stunning that i was like we absolutely need to get seungcheol's pov on here so. here's this. i've no idea how well i did, but enjoy:)
(i rlly need to get out of the habit of leaving such long author's notes :'))
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Seungcheol senses Mingyu lingering outside before the door even announces his arrival. He stiffens his spine, straps on his posture like a piece of armor. The door hinge sounds like wounded betrayal when Mingyu finally works up the nerve to walk in.
Mingyu says something, Seungcheol registers dimly as he whips around, but whatever he said doesn’t get an answer as their eyes lock and Seungcheol feels something in him falter, soften, armor stripped. Mingyu is wide-eyed and full of dismay, words bitten and gutted, like he had to rip out a part of himself to say them.
“I know my face earned me the seat to your left, but I’m not as gullible as you think I am.” Of course you aren’t. You wouldn’t be here if you were. Seungcheol sweeps to his feet, trying to muster up some of his rigidity even in flannel pajamas. He watches Mingyu’s wide eyes as he crosses the space, pushes himself into Mingyu’s close vicinity, and feels the heat radiating from Mingyu’s body. It feels a bit like burning when he grasps Mingyu’s chin and tilts it up; it feels like being set on fire when he leans in close and says, “A well-earned seat. You have -- it is quite a pleasant face” and Mingyu’s breath trembles on its next exit.
Seungcheol can see the words, can almost sense them on the next breath Mingyu takes. But he says nothing, and Seungcheol is feeling more untethered from reality with each passing heartbeat. Is this how he’s going to lose Mingyu?
His hand moves of its own accord, shaken loose by a mechanical jerk of Mingyu’s head. It trails the curve of his neck, slips over the ball of his shoulder and comes to a halt over that songbird tattoo, the meaning behind which Mingyu, for all of his candidness, has never shared. He traces a finger over where he remembers to be the wings idly, wonders if Mingyu dreams of mended wings and breaking chains, of greeting the sun and feeling the wind sprint through his lungs. He wonders if Mingyu dreams of being free of him.
Wordlessly, he guides Mingyu over to lie back gingerly on the couch. He balances himself on the edge and a precipice and tries to tell Mingyu about -- everything in the only way he knows how.
“I will find who did this to you.” It’s a promise he will meet his grave, if he must, to fulfill. He wonders if Mingyu knows that.
Weary eyes meet his. “What are you going to do once you find them?”
“Nothing you would like to know.” It’s nothing Mingyu hasn’t already seen him do. Selfishly, he wishes sparing him the details would guarantee his staying.
Please stay, he begs in his head, even as he fortifies his expression and steels himself into the stoic figure Mingyu has always known.
Mingyu looks up at him like a man spellbound by the sick beauty of death. “Tell me, Chief.”
Relief is viscous, clogging tar in his veins and a ball-chain around his ankle. Seungcheol tells him.
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the characterisation for Seungcheol is just mwah, you perfectly capture the juxtaposition of his cold, rough, indestructible exterior (and the need to uphold it even in front of mingyu !! re: Seungcheol sweeps to his feet, trying to muster up some of his rigidity even in flannel pajamas) and his decidedly softer interior.
this just encapsulates it perfectly. coupled with the fact that it's mirroring mingyu's Fly T__T screams!!
this part too:
and also especially this part:
God these two. I really love the way you write Seungcheol in this character. exquisite.
the SC pov is truly an addition i'm grateful for. and you're right! we absolutely need to get his pov, so thank you so much for sharing this!!!! <3
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love the choice of providing an alternate point of view, so now the two pieces can complete each other! yeay for a collaborative effort.
Seungcheol...putting on armour only to have them shed off his body with a single look from Mingyu...the kang yohanisms is strong in this one...how do you even know he's hovering outside the door!! Must be love if you tuned in your senses to note how the air tastes when he's around. Rolls my eyes affectionately at these gays.
“A well-earned seat. You have -- it is quite a pleasant face” and Mingyu’s breath trembles on its next exit. oh what you did here was so good! the implication that from Mingyu's POV he missed out on a couple of words because Seungcheol's proximity distracted him so ;_____;
ON GOD. He traces a finger over where he remembers to be the wings idly, wonders if Mingyu dreams of mended wings and breaking chains, of greeting the sun and feeling the wind sprint through his lungs. He wonders if Mingyu dreams of being free of him. how dare you do this. how dare you make Seungcheol think this way with the predisposed knowledge that Mingyu is thinking the opposite. that Mingyu decidedly does NOT want to be free of him. I am coming for you.
Mingyu looks up at him like a man spellbound by the sick beauty of death. the sick beauty of you!!!! in darkness some men find a home and you have one worthy of building castles in!!!!
I love this, you have a way with words that's just *______* very pleasant to enjoy. I don't know what you have in store next but I know what to get ready for now. Thank you!!! <3
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He traces a finger over where he remembers to be the wings idly, wonders if Mingyu dreams of mended wings and breaking chains, of greeting the sun and feeling the wind sprint through his lungs. He wonders if Mingyu dreams of being free of him. and YES this section i did it with the full knowledge of the impact it holds. sorry not sorry ;D and also my major tactic in this was to take everything you offered from mingyu's pov and invert it into seungcheol's. so yea, may i say it was inevitable..?
anyway, thank you for the fill and the comment! glad you liked it! and yes i have many things planned for the future...<3
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the Kim Gaon-ism of Mingyu ^__^ i have screamed about it but i will again grr the mg bird of flight // finding a tree // experiencing the weight of flight for the first time // wanting to make a nest but knowing that it'll be a form of confinement. and yet he wants to stay. ah. don't know how many times i've read this part over, really.
and what he decides in the end !!!!
now. the elle Seungcheol Kim Yohan. God. Elle Seungcheol was An Image, but to be presented with the disheveled hair + pajamas combo (coughs, an image of vulnerability, coughs). Is pleasantness the reason you look at me with a gaze that puts a burning sun to shame? you know what at this point i've lost all coherency. Mingyu jerks his head, but Seungcheol’s hand merely drops to his shoulder. It slides along his back, greeting the songbird with a tender caress even more coherency lost, if that's even possible.
you've packed so much in these 400 words and it's all i ever wanted. the touches. the gazes. and as your tags say: falling in love with the darkness we recognise. your writing is as vivid and striking as always and the characterisation wonderful.
thank you for writing!!! i owe you one, but i'm also glad you're in this brainrot with me ^^ will be thinking of them for days to come. since i've rattled your brain, this time i'm going to smooch your brain.
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