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2022 Round 2: AUs
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Status: Closed
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✧ 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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stsg au please
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Do Not Wants: None
Prompt: au where seokmin is gojo and minghao is geto.
[FILL] honoured one
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Additional Tags: AU typical violence, mention of character death, spoilers for events in manga
Permission to remix: No
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Minghao sees Seokmin’s body first.
After—because Junhui meant something to him too—there will be horror, regret, shame. In the present, all it takes is seeing Seokmin’s crumpled body to shake an ancient rage out of Minghao’s bones.
Seokmin is not meant to lie prone. Seokmin is not meant to bleed into stone floors. Seokmin is not someone to be touched, but the piece of filth grinning over his body has managed it somehow.
“You will die for this,” Minghao swears, summoning his strongest and his worst curses. The ones that plague the nightmares of grown adults.
They hover over Seokmin’s body, the right hand of Minghao’s wrath. And Minghao tries his best, he does, puppeted by everything left unsaid where Seokmin is concerned, stiff limbs, one half of the strongest duo.
It is still not enough.
Minghao remembers little of the world fading to black. Little of the blade that crosses over his torso. He does remember crawling to Seokmin’s body, bleeding out. Reaching for Seokmin’s hand. Untouchable, even in his last moments. Two halves of something, at least.
When he comes to, Seokmin’s face is haloed over his.
“You look different,” Minghao croaks.
Seokmin smiles. It’s gentler than Minghao remembers.
“I figured it out.”
“What?”
For a beat, Minghao is afraid. Perhaps Seokmin has finally sifted through the mass churning in Minghao’s gut with his all knowing sight—nothing escapes it after all. That past the curses, deeper, something more twisted lies.
That love is the heaviest curse.
“Reversed curse technique.”
Minghao can see it too. Six Eyes, Limitless, reversed curse technique, another block to Lee Seokmin’s strength.
Minghao laughs. It sounds derisive to his own ears. “The honoured one, huh?”
“Don’t say that,” Seokmin swats him. “I don’t want to hear it from you.”
“What do you want to hear then?”
“That you will meet me. That you will join me.” Seokmin swallows. His hands are so, so warm, inches from Minghao’s.
If there is anyone with the strength to change their world, the very fucking fabric of their reality, it would be Lee Seokmin. A shift in the scales to offset the brilliance of light. In all of his dreams, Minghao is a half-step behind Seokmin. Reaching out for that which he can’t touch.
For the first time, Minghao reaches out. Limitless lets him through. “It’s us against the world. The strongest.”
“The strongest,” Seokmin repeats. Meets Minghao’s eyes as he twines their fingers together. “Us.”
The darkest part of Minghao churns.
They don’t talk about it. About what Seokmin saw after. All Minghao knows is that there is viscera on the walls of the temple. A crater. A missing body. Purple. He hears it from Jihoon, an edge of reluctant praise in his voice.
In the aftermath, there is a funeral on the beach. Junhui’s body, free as a bird. The last days of summer on Minghao’s tongue, Seokmin, a beacon of strength, the light at the end.
In another world, there may be a chasm between them.
In this, they are marked by the same blade. Chest to chest under the moonlight—they can only sleep next to each other now—wounds healed but scars still meeting. Marked treasure, the center of Xu Minghao and Lee Seokmin.
Love.
There is a child. Two, actually. Dark haired. They remind Minghao of the man who stood over Seokmin and Junhui’s body. Dark blood in an ancient place. Unnervingly green eyes. Power in the boy’s bones that Seokmin shivers at. A touch of destiny.
Hope, too.
Seokmin is across the country when Minghao finds the twins. Shivering, clutching at each other, underfed. Bile, anger, so much anger he could unleash all his curses. Wipe out the town. No more blood, not after Junhui. It takes one ring for Seokmin to teleport to Minghao.
For Seokmin to gather the twins and Minghao in his arms, to be the untouchable protection they need. Seokmin has always been stronger than Minghao in some ways. Has the strength to do what is right, what is asked of him, what is wanted of him. Has the strength to carry the burden of the title of the strongest sorcerer, of Minghao’s anger, prop up their mismatched family.
Seokmin has the strength to do it all, climb to the top, rebuild the world in his kindness. A safer world. A happier world, where children live full lives.
Love is Minghao’s heaviest curse, and his strongest one. Special grade shit, forged from every memory that connects them, galvanized in love.
In another world, Minghao dies four deaths. Once in an ancient temple. Once in the streets of Hongdae. Once in a small village. Once in an alley, Seokmin the executioner. Maybe Seokmin saw that ending.
In this, Minghao stands by his side. Half of the strongest, tied together.
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the MOST insane about this line "Untouchable, even in his last moments."
because (wow sorry for the explicit jjk lore) THE WAY THAT SEOKMIN ALONE IS THE HONOURED ONE, WHO ENCASED HIMSELF IN INFINITY and minghao is chasing after him always. how that must have been bitter on his tongue in at least one of his lives.
"Perhaps Seokmin has finally sifted through the mass churning in Minghao’s gut with his all knowing sight—nothing escapes it after all. That past the curses, deeper, something more twisted lies.
That love is the heaviest curse."
bye ao3 user earthshaker if you knew how i felt (jk you do i am literally in ur dms seeding this).
"Limitless lets him through." SORRRY FOR ONCE AGAIN BRINGING MY OWN STSG5EVER BAGGAGE INTO THIS BUT I AM SHAKING CRYING SCREAMING.
"Chest to chest under the moonlight—they can only sleep next to each other now—wounds healed but scars still meeting. Marked treasure, the center of Xu Minghao and Lee Seokmin."
x marks the spot, but the spot is where their souls touch. iykyk.
"Once in an alley, Seokmin the executioner. Maybe Seokmin saw that ending." I am losing my mind here FOR REAL.
ok this was so beautiful dia you have such a way with words I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS EVERYTHING I COULD HAVE ASKED FOR IN MY INSANITY I will never ask for anything ever again. I love that i knew this was a happy ending but the middle sections gutted me anyways but the ending was like a warm hug and a hot meal after a hard day; so very worth it until the very end.
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