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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))
where we end and begin - lucas (wayv)/yuqi (g-idle) - canon
Conquering the initial fear and bowling past the strain of variety for the cameras, actually does wonders in honing the mental state against anxiety. Lucas, age three, was told he cried so much at one point that he grew up pretty proactive and resilient when he’d entered primary school. That, and almost five hours of filming with an hour of sleep the night before has finally caught up and taken a solid hold of his body being trapped in an elevator.
“We’re screwed, for now,” Lucas mutters.
“I’ve texted my manager, the messages got through. Help should be on the way,” Yuqi says, biting a chipped nail.
Lucas laughs, stricken. He can’t believe their luck. “This hasn’t ever happened to me, but it still seems familiar.”
“I don’t want to be reminded,” Yuqi says, staring at his legs, a faraway look on her face. If she’s not recalling what they’d had to film together in China, then it’s something else that Lucas will probably never know.
“Do you think Li Chen and Zheng Kai gege would be laughing if they saw us now?”
“Totally.” Yuqi gives him a look. “Lucas, you scared?”
“No.” He sits down on the floor across her.
The WiFi here is spotty, and the cell service is down to one sad bar. He might have to start using what’s left of his phone battery to type out a will enumerating what his members back in the dorm can have of his room in case they run out of air and asphyxiate—
“Don’t say shit like that. It won’t happen,” Yuqi scoffs.
“How do you know?”
“Because I’m a genius.”
It’s been a while since Lucas has heard that. “Tell me about it,” he says, resting his head against the wall.
--
Lucas knows his memory really isn’t the best. He’d die being held at gunpoint if he was ever kidnapped and asked to recite all his bandmates’ real names, in exchange for freedom. At twenty-one years old, he’s already tearing up over soup and declaring how old he feels, and Kun and Sicheng have learned to ignore him while Hendery sighs and shoves paper napkins into Lucas’s hand.
The fact that Lucas still knows how to mimic Yuqi's strong Beijing accent when he tries now, at the risk of her kicking him in the shins, is still considered a mark of time passing. It’s been more than a year since the both of them had been screaming over obstacle courses from Anshan to Macau. Almost two since they’d met in this JTBC building. After a special variety episode filming they were here for earlier, they’ve gotten too tired to scream anymore from inside this dingy wide service elevator that powered down midway from the fifth floor at the back of the building.
Yuqi clicks her tongue. “Your shoes are killing me,” she says over the squeak of his new soles.
“I can’t not move,” Lucas mutters.
A moment later, Lucas’s shoes are off and his socks are gathering dust off the floor. Yuqi wrinkles her nose but does the same, wincing in relief and massaging her cold ankles.
“Your Mandarin’s gotten better,” she comments.
Lucas smiles, in spite of having noticed the extra focus she’d had in her expression to get past his accent. “I’ve had help.”
---
People like Kai and Baekhyun, Taemin even, tell Lucas it’s good to be confident. People here will say that he’s very driven and that the hard work has paid off, is still paying off. Sometimes, he tries so very hard not to let the feeling sink in down to his bones, season after season, country after country because it helps make the work easier. Keep going and don't sweat it, he tells himself. He makes a mental note to ask Jackson—if he ever gets the chance—whether it was always supposed to feel this way.
“Wanna know what I think?” Yuqi says, tentatively. 27 minutes have passed.
“What?”
“I think it’s supposed to. Even if the dream was never the same for all of us at the beginning,” she says.
It's hard to say that they'd trade the dream now for anything else. The silence in the space is like being underwater, deafening and heavy.
“Any regrets?” Lucas finally asks, shielding his eyes as he looks up at the elevator light, bright but less unforgiving than anything else they’ve been under.
“Before our lives end here? Not too many,” Yuqi replies after a while. She smiles a little, soft despite everything.
“Same here. You know, I don’t meet a lot of friends like this.”
“I’ll bet," Yuqi says, her laughter full and Lucas's grin comes easier now—he feels more like himself again. "Huang Xuxi, let’s meet somewhere else next time.”
“In better circumstances,” Lucas agrees, laughing in relief as the elevator lurches and shudders to life. Her hand is warm when she grasps onto his and pulls herself up to cheer as the doors finally open.
Re: where we end and begin - lucas (wayv)/yuqi (g-idle) - canon
Re: where we end and begin - lucas (wayv)/yuqi (g-idle) - canon