2023 comment ficathon

[hyojungss]

format taken from 2020 MINI COMMENT FICATHON by 0323 with permission! it just felt so weird being december 24th and not having 17hols around and i'm glad other people felt similarly T____T

general rules:

• one prompt per comment, try to limit yourself to two prompts per day
• anyone can participate with no deadlines, word requirements or fandom restrictions but the intention is to be a casual place for prompts and writing, not to replace an event like 17hols
• multiple fills per prompt is fine
• cross-posting is fine
• anonymous prompting or posting is fine
• filling your own prompt is fine
• please warn for sensitive content at your discretion 
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prompting:

 

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.

 

 

filling:

 

Respond by posting your fic as a reply to the original prompt.

 

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]


list of fills:
as far as the eye can see by luckyzukky - nmixx lily 
just follow the feeling by sleepyshamrocks - loona kim lip/haseul
the brain has corridors surpassing material place by virginsuicide - svt wonwoo/junhui
crossroads by goaltender - f1 charles/carlos 
pink and black and blue by luckyzukky - ive wonyoung/yujin 
today seems to be the last day by bookishdagger - svt minghao/bts jungkook
starlight by lachrymosy - bae suzy/got7 jinyoung
coherence by lachrymosy - svt minghao/mingyu
game theory by kisoap - pristin nayoung/svt jeonghan
and none of it matters and none of it ends by deadwine - girl's day yura & sojin
bleeding out, then it was done by pantomimes - jessica/tiffany
cool about it by pantomimes - wjsn bona/dawon
don't read the last page by intoparadise - fromis_9 jiwon/nagyung
usurper by stickie - ive yujin/wonyoung
doomsday (death of me) by pantomimes - snsd yoona/seohyun
they might as well be looking at us by kisoap - bae suzy/got7 jinyoung
the more i remember, the more you fade by deadwine - 2521 yurim/heedo
love fool by luckyzukky - akb48/iz*one honda hitomi/yamauchi mizuki
dwindling mercurial high by kisoap - pristin nayoung/svt jeonghan

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dwindling mercurial high - nayoung/jeonghan - au

[kisoap]

Most of her peers had asked their husbands for jewelry, or lavish vacations, or limited edition designer goods for their third wedding anniversaries. Im Nayoung, on the other hand, asked for:

“A divorce,” echoed Jeonghan.

Nayoung put her chopsticks down with a finality. Neither of them had touched their three premium slices of wagyu, sizzling forgotten on the respective hot stones that had come with the elaborate dinner her mother-in-law arranged for them. “This isn’t going anywhere,” she reasoned, grasping at straws for the myriad of rationalizations she’d recited to herself every sleepless night leading up to the moment. Staring at Jeonghan, though, made her come up empty. She cleared her throat. “And we’re not getting any younger. The timing’s right.”

Jeonghan smiled, so kind it was almost sardonic, into the lip of his wine glass. “You’ve made up your mind.”

“This was a business relationship from the start,” Nayoung bristled. They’d been walking down the marriage aisle long before the day they said their vows on national broadcast, fated by meddling parents and matchmaking shamans and the future of the economy that the unity between their family’s conglomerates was to supposedly bolster. But worst of all, “And isn’t it miserable? Being trapped in a loveless marriage?”

“Is that what you think of this?” Jeonghan’s face was flushed down to the neck of his collared shirt. He turned red all over when he had enough to drink, which he had once confided to Nayoung that he hated.

He’d kissed her after the admission, and it’d made her weak in the knees at twenty-two, easily romanced by sweet words and Jeonghan’s warm hands on her hips. Nayoung blushed in tandem. “How else could I think of it?” she challenged.

Jeonghan leaned back in his chair, a picture of seeming defeat. Nayoung knew better than to believe the matter was truly settled, though. “Fine,” he agreed too readily for sincerity, finishing his cabernet. “But give it ninety days for the hotel merger to close. We can process the paperwork right after.”

Nayoung drained her own wine. She placed the glass back on the table and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, smudging her lipstick in the process. “Deal,” she agreed coolly, too acutely aware of how Jeonghan was staring at her mouth from across the dining table.

*****

“Your husband looks handsome today,” Sojung commented as Nayoung internally debated whether to grab another flute of champagne.

Nayoung scoffed, her gaze already focused on Jeonghan from where he was making small talk with his uncle down the hall. The pastel yellow of his tie and pocket square painstakingly matched the accents of her dress. “He looks the same as he always does,” she dismissed.

“Utterly and head-over-heels in love with you?”

Nayoung couldn’t help but snort. “Please.” If she’d had more foresight on the sequence of events, she would’ve waited another week before bringing up the divorce to Jeonghan. Nayoung had forgotten that they were scheduled to attend his family’s annual charity gala, and the ensuing car ride over had been horribly awkward for her. “Stop with that nonsense.”

Sojung sighed wistfully in her place. “But it was true once, wasn’t it?”

“For you, too.” Sojung and Jeonghan had been involved with each other sometime during their university years. Their circle was small enough for Nayoung to know everyone Jeonghan was speculated to have slept with. “It feels so long ago.”

“What part?” teased Sojung, “being in love, or me knowing your husband intimately?”

Nayoung decided she wasn’t sober enough for this conversation and flagged a waiter over for a refill. “I don’t know,” she said, quite honestly. There was a time, too, when Jeonghan used to kiss her like he’d die without it. When exactly had everything changed? “All of it.”

Sojung had gotten married the spring after Nayoung and Jeonghan, outside of Seoul. The plum blossoms were in full bloom at the venue they’d booked, and raining down over them during the reception.

“How does it feel, forced to attend your former fling’s wedding?” Nayoung had commented, aiming to barb as Jeonghan swayed her across the dance floor.

“It was never anything serious,” he bothered enough to clarify. He paused and tenderly pulled a stray blossom that had caught in her hair, before brushing the strand back behind her ear. “And besides,” he lowered his voice as if to hear the pavlovian quickening of her pulse, “I don’t have eyes for anyone else but you.”

“You two have always been such romantics in your own separate ways,” Sojung pointed out to her now, reassuringly. “That’s why you both like to suffer.” Or maybe not.

Nayoung had the tact to be somewhat offended. “Romance can’t help but burn out,” she reasoned more to herself than to Sojung, just as Jeonghan met her eyes from where he’d been on the fringes of what had undoubtedly turned into family politicking. She watched his toothy smile grow as he excused himself and started toward her. “You fall out of love eventually.”

Sojung only looked at her kindly and with pity. “Or you fall into it, over and over again.”

*****

Nayoung refused the hand Jeonghan proffered and stumbled up the path instead. “You’ve been acting different lately.”

Jeonghan trailed behind her. She could hear the smile in his voice when he volleyed back, “What do you mean?”

“This trip.” Jeonghan had paid for an entire villa for a weekend that they were perusing the enormous garden of. “Driving me to and from work every day. Taking me out to dinner.“ She looked over her shoulder to glare at him briefly. “Need I go on?”

Jeonghan’s footsteps slowed. When Nayoung paused to catch her breath, she noticed that he was examining a bush of pink peonies, her favorite. “I had a whole list of things I wanted to do with you,” he admitted to a flower’s open face. He picked it and held it out gingerly for her to take. “But now we’re pressed for time, aren’t we?”

Nayoung hated the traitorous reflex that made her heart skip a beat. “It doesn’t have to be me.” She whirled around and started down the trail once more, arms crossed over chest. “You’ll become the nation’s most eligible bachelor once you’re single again. Young, charming, filthy rich –”

“And handsome,” Jeonghan added. “Don’t forget that you married me for my good looks.”

“Infuriating,” corrected Nayoung, stopping at a fork at the end of their path. The sun was beginning to set and she wanted to head back to their lodging, but couldn’t tell the way. “If I’d known our marriage was going to end up like this, I would’ve eloped with someone in the States.”

Jeonghan rounded the corner to meet her eyes. “You say that like you would’ve had the guts,” he precisely called her bluff, which only made her fume more.

“I’m not a coward.” She stalked off in the opposite direction of the trail he was blocking. “I just don’t have any reason to be brave with you.”

Jeonghan began to lose his composure. “You don’t have any reason to or you simply don’t bother?”

“Doesn’t one inform the other?” Good, Nayoung thought awfully, that he was getting just as worked up as she was. “Besides, everyone thinks we’ve been separated for months.”

Jeonghan grabbed her hand, forcing her to pause on her rampage down the winding garden trail. “So that’s what this is about.”

“It’s so condescending, pretending that you know everything you’d never understand,” Nayoung bit back like a wounded animal, cornered at a dead end.

Jeonghan’s gaze softened. “Everyone’s thought things about us since before we were born.” Everyone thought Jeonghan would never be ambitious enough to take up helm of the family conglomerate, and Nayoung too cold to care for anything but the utmost success. It would end disastrously, is what they all said when their engagement came to light. “What makes this any different?”

Nayoung felt pinned to the spot when all Jeonghan did was turn his palm against hers and lace their fingers together in a gesture so delicate it might’ve been love. ““We both could’ve chosen anyone,” she threw out, uselessly.

“You don’t think I wanted to choose you?”

“Not entirely out of your own volition.” The sun was rapidly setting behind the hills and their hands intertwined were tinted in the blue onset of dusk. She chewed her lip. “But if you did, that’d scare me more.”

He hummed, considering. “I think most of all, I’m scared that they’re right,” Nayoung confessed in a rush, suddenly afraid that this moment would fade with the sunset. “In fact, I think I’m so scared that I made everything they said about us come true.”

Jeonghan let go of her hand and dropped to a knee to attend to her untied shoe. She hadn’t noticed it at all up until then. “There’s more to love than courage,” his voice trembled with a vulnerability of his own. Bent over, Nayoung couldn’t tell what expression he was making. He looped the bunny ears of the laces into a double knot before standing back up. “I’m sorry, for never showing how much I cared.”

Nayoung looked at the dirt stain on the knee of his cream-colored slacks. “I’m starting to see it now.”

“I am in love with you,” Jeonghan said if she still couldn’t tell. The last dredges of light caught the pretty flush of his cheeks. “I don’t know if I’ll ever stop feeling this way.”

Nayoung moved contrary to her self-imposed instincts and drew herself close enough to hold him. “That’s the most terrifying thing you’ve ever said.” And like a dream, the fairy lights sparked on one by one around them.

Re: dwindling mercurial high - nayoung/jeonghan - au

[hyojungss]

SAPPHY YOU ARE SO COOL TO ME..... ftr i am behind on qot so i am sorry if i missed any references to plot but i will return to this again.

business marriage is such a fun framework for inyyjh because first of all. they both have beautiful rich person energy. and second of all the deception/politicking is so well suited to their respective stone face/compulsive lying for fun. and their incredibly intelligent banter. and the fact that at one point they were truly in love. honestly what a commentary on how money taints everything.

the ending exchange is so good... how it starts with jeonghan genuinely being kind and loving as part of the bucket list and continues into the back and forth of the cowardice/braveness fight that draws its strength because of how well they know each other. i love how powerful every "volley" in this part is, it's really so good!! and how it leads into the vulnerability of the re-confession... sapphy all you do is give and all i do is receive T_____T thank you!!!