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2020 MINI COMMENT FICATHON
hello!
my friends and i have been talking a lot about the good ol' comment ficathon recently, so i just want to bring back the fun! there is no specific deadline for this and everyone is welcome to prompt and fill up a prompt. this is not a challenge or competition so everyone please feel free to join and write without pressure!!
this mini comment ficathon is open for prompts and fills indefinitely, so don't worry about being late to the party!
if you're interested to join, please read instructions below:
To prompt:
Please use the following format:
If you choose AU, describe what AU you are looking for. e.g. High School AU, Spies AU, etc. You can choose “either” if you have no preference between AU and canon.
Please post only one comment per prompt. To keep prompts from becoming lonely and abandoned I'd like to ask that you post a maximum of two prompts a day.
To respond:
Respond by posting your fic as a reply to the original prompt. There are no restrictions in terms of style etc. but do remember that this is a drabble community so we'd like to keep the word count at a maximum of 800 words.
In the comment title box, title your fics with:
IMPORTANT: If your fic is rated R, then format your comment title box this way:
you are welcome to cross-post your drabbles anywhere else. feel free to fill up a prompt even if it's already taken!
FILLS
cold feet (renjun (nct)/jisung (nct))
the talent vs hard work narrative (yeonjun (txt)/mark (nct))
mouth mantra (jaemin (nct)/yangyang (wayv))
the hope of it all (chenle (nct)/jisung (nct))
like the weather (moonbin (astro)/sinb (gfriend))
I'M A MISFIT! (sungchan (nct)/beomgyu (txt)/chenle (nct))
the long and short of it (new (the boyz)/q (the boyz), new (the boyz)/kevin (the boyz)
where we end and begin (lucas (wayv)/yuqi (g-idle))
born to be alone (joy (red velvet)/hayoung (apink))
they assume you know nothing (nayoung (pristin)/jeonghan (seventeen))
it's getting late (saerom (fromis_9)/jisun (fromis_9))
the way i love (the8 (seventeen)/kyulkyung (pristin))
i don't think i could stand to be where you don't see me (jiho (oh my girl)/binnie (oh my girl))
this unnamed longing (chenle (nct)/jisung (nct)/sungchan (nct))
my friends and i have been talking a lot about the good ol' comment ficathon recently, so i just want to bring back the fun! there is no specific deadline for this and everyone is welcome to prompt and fill up a prompt. this is not a challenge or competition so everyone please feel free to join and write without pressure!!
this mini comment ficathon is open for prompts and fills indefinitely, so don't worry about being late to the party!
if you're interested to join, please read instructions below:
To prompt:
Please use the following format:
Characters/Ship (optional) - Prompt (song lyrics/quote etc. etc.) - Canon/AU/Either (optional)
If you choose AU, describe what AU you are looking for. e.g. High School AU, Spies AU, etc. You can choose “either” if you have no preference between AU and canon.
Please post only one comment per prompt. To keep prompts from becoming lonely and abandoned I'd like to ask that you post a maximum of two prompts a day.
To respond:
Respond by posting your fic as a reply to the original prompt. There are no restrictions in terms of style etc. but do remember that this is a drabble community so we'd like to keep the word count at a maximum of 800 words.
In the comment title box, title your fics with:
Title – Ship – Universe
IMPORTANT: If your fic is rated R, then format your comment title box this way:
Title – Ship – Universe – [R]
you are welcome to cross-post your drabbles anywhere else. feel free to fill up a prompt even if it's already taken!
FILLS
cold feet (renjun (nct)/jisung (nct))
the talent vs hard work narrative (yeonjun (txt)/mark (nct))
mouth mantra (jaemin (nct)/yangyang (wayv))
the hope of it all (chenle (nct)/jisung (nct))
like the weather (moonbin (astro)/sinb (gfriend))
I'M A MISFIT! (sungchan (nct)/beomgyu (txt)/chenle (nct))
the long and short of it (new (the boyz)/q (the boyz), new (the boyz)/kevin (the boyz)
where we end and begin (lucas (wayv)/yuqi (g-idle))
born to be alone (joy (red velvet)/hayoung (apink))
they assume you know nothing (nayoung (pristin)/jeonghan (seventeen))
it's getting late (saerom (fromis_9)/jisun (fromis_9))
the way i love (the8 (seventeen)/kyulkyung (pristin))
i don't think i could stand to be where you don't see me (jiho (oh my girl)/binnie (oh my girl))
this unnamed longing (chenle (nct)/jisung (nct)/sungchan (nct))
mouth mantra - jaemin/yangyang - au
Jaemin gives out secrets like handing out a Costco multipack of candy to trick-or-treaters on Halloween – generously and about whom seemingly at random, always fun-sized and, like most things that were associated with Jaemin Na, definitely bad for you in the long-run.
"You're, like, weirdly obsessed with him," Renjun points out as Yangyang's taking a break in between complaining to chew on a sour belt. There's a pay-by-pound candy shop next to the off-brand coffee place Renjun works part-time at in the mall, and there's a Starbucks that just opened last week a five-minute walk away near the food court, and Yangyang's too wrung out from a week of pretending to be friends with the most exclusive clique at their private school to get chewed out by Renjun for his sugar fix. "You should really hear yourself. It's like you're giving a whole TED Talk on the upper echelon of our high school population."
Yangyang licks the sour coating off his thumb. "You know what he said about Donghyuck?" A whole wrench had been thrown into Yangyang's class schedule after he'd moved down to normal Calc, and now his P.E. period coincided with Jaemin's at the end of the day. That's when Jaemin would spill all the hot goss – in the empty locker room after everyone else had gone home, taking forever and a half to pack up his things because his mouth was moving faster than any other part of his body would go. He leans over the counter and lowers his voice, "That time when Donghyuck was out of school, saying that his family was taking an impromptu vacation to Cayman Islands? He got all four wisdom teeth taken out. Apparently his face was so swollen that he covered every mirror in his house so he wouldn’t have to look at himself for the entire week."
Jaemin had relayed all this to him with a toothy grin, like he wasn't just sharing a piece of their supposed-friend's personal mortification. "He also said that Jeno should've been nominated for Homecoming King last year, but Chaewon Kim from student council rigged the votes. She said –” he releases his index finger from his mouth with a pop, “Quote unquote – he was too much of a man-whore to represent the school like that."
"I’m pretty sure it's actually 'cause he failed Geometry three years in a row," Renjun points out. “You know that freshman year, the teacher was teaching us the area of a circle is pi r-squared and he raised his hand and asked ‘What kind of pie?’” Yangyang pretends to ignore the way he's rolling his eyes from where he's wiping down an espresso machine. "But fine, now you're telling me because –?"
"It's eating me away from the inside, Renjun! All these secrets!" Every time Yangyang was in the middle of pulling off his gym uniform, he'd emerge on the other side to Jaemin smiling at him like Pennywise, the words you won't believe what I heard about falling from his cannibalistic mouth. Just a hypothesis, but Yangyang believes that if eating humans was ever deemed morally acceptable in the near future, Jaemin would be the first to add it in the lean protein section of his calorie tracker app. "He's such a – an asshole. And yet the whole school literally kisses the ground he walks on. I can't stand him."
Renjun cuts in before Yangyang can go full-blown teen angst pity party. “Then why don’t you just stop hanging out with him?”
“It’s not that easy,” Yangyang faceplants into the counter. The Tuesday he forgot to ask his dad if he could borrow his older-than-him 90’s Tommy Hilfiger polo, Donghyuck had spat, “Wow, didn’t take you as an anarchist, Liu,” when Yangyang put his lunch tray down across from him, him and Jeno in their own respective crimson, cream, and navy. Jaemin hadn’t said anything outright when he’d slammed his shaker bottle on the table, but Yangyang tried to make himself as small as possible, curling into his Uncrustable and carton OJ. The only acknowledgement Jaemin bothered to give him at all that over lunch was a narrow-eyed look over Jeno explaining how his dick could tell when it was going to rain. He ignored Yangyang in gym class too, and the handicap parking spot Jaemin always pulled his Benz into was conspicuously empty. The bus ride home felt freeing yet inherently wrong all at once.
“Yes, it is,” insists Renjun, nudging the crown of his head with an elbow. “Jaemin Na, you’re a fucking asshole and I don’t want to hang out with you anymore,” he says in a bad imitation of Yangyang’s German accent. “That’s really all there is to it.”
What Yangyang can’t tell him is that Jaemin holds a secret of his own under his tongue like a clam with a pearl. And that secret involves their empty locker room after everyone else had gone home, the shirt of their gym uniform that looks slightly less bad on Jaemin because he’s hot shucked off, and Jaemin pushing him against the door of some football player’s locker, caging Yangyang between his arms, and sloppily making out with him. Yangyang thought it’d be a one time thing, but then he’d lunged forward at Jaemin after he’d pushed him down in lacrosse another day and smashed their mouths together again. It’d happened over and over and over, and now Yangyang was so far pulled in that couldn’t not be friends with him anymore.
“If you say so,” Yangyang says, noncommittal. Jaemin smiled at him Friday after school, his mouth still kiss-swollen and with entirely too-many teeth. For a brief moment, it looked like his awful, cavity-ridden heart could be in love with Yangyang.
Yangyang watched as he laced up his Air Jordans, painstakingly slow. At the last minute before tying the double knot, Jaemin looked up at him. “No homo,” he said, eyes crinkling.
“Yeah,” Yangyang echoed. Their friendship wasn’t real so the way he felt his heart splinter couldn’t be, either. “No homo.”
Yangyang pulls another sour belt between his teeth, offering the rest of the bag to Renjun, who declines. “It has to be the protein powder he mixes with pure espresso that makes him so mean,” he’s convinced.
Re: mouth mantra - jaemin/yangyang - au
edit: help i did not mean to post that comment so fast but I AM LOSING MY MIND OVER JENO IN THIS ONE... he's so cute and d*mb here whyyy GJHSAKJMK <3333 sapphy this was amazing Their friendship wasn’t real so the way he felt his heart splinter couldn’t be, either. I SWEAR MY HEART BROEKT!!!