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About
"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!
Examples
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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feast on your life
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Prompt:
[FILL]: feast on your life
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Additional Tags: character study, self reflection, end of a career, self hatred in a way, space metaphors because i am me
Permission to remix: Yes
WC: going for exactly 400 words yay
at first i was like, brekaup. but then i was like, no, make it sadder. i'm sorry!!
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They always told him that love is weakness. To him, heart pinned on his sleeve for the whole world to see, love has always been strength, the reason he gets up in the morning, a driving force.
The love of his fans that reached him through the letters, the gifts, the calls, the meetings. The concerts, where the thirteen of them used to shine so bright on stages, blinding creatures ready to devour everything around them. The screams, the yelled lyrics, the fanchants, the thrill of their names being repeated over and over, until they lost their meaning and became just a chorus of words that spurred them to continue until they were exhausted, but happy. Always happy, and always full of love.
The love of his members, written in the hugs, the comforting words, the teasing even. The I love yous declared in front of the camera, for the Internet to pry on, and the ones whispered in the dark, when no one else could hear. The small gestures, the hands splayed against backs, the encouraging cheers to never give up, to keep on pushing themselves until their breaths became troubled, until they collapsed on their backs on the practice room floor.
What’s left of that love, if it has always been weakness?
A stronger Mingyu, one that looks himself in the mirror and doesn’t dissect his own body with his eyes, that doesn’t stare at his reflection and hates the dark circles below his eyes and the weird cut of his hairline? A Mingyu that can eat what he wants, at all hours of the day, without caring for the numbers on the scale or his abs disappearing?
Stripped of that love, Mingyu doesn’t really know who he is.
What makes him shine, if not the love that the people around him reflect back on him? The burning light in him is gone, because it was never his to begin with - the way he glowed came from outside.
Planetlight, it’s what it is, the diffuse reflection of starlight on a planet, a dull orb that isn’t bright, or beautiful, or warm.
He keeps the letters, he keeps the post-its, the gifts, but he hides them.
He can’t bear staring at his image in the mirror, because the love that made him shine is gone forever, and what is he, if not made of love?
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you are insane oh my GOD
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and what is he, if not made of love?
screams! or rather, cries! this is riveting and i found myself rapidly consuming each sentence, (not) ready for the next, hurting myself in the process (thank you).
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