~VIXX Three Sentence Ficathon~

[alesserrain]

EDIT 2: AND THAT'S A WRAP! VIXX Three Sentence Ficathon is now closed...

To new prompts hehe. Writers may continue to fill and readers may continue to shower them love and praises. But please refrain from adding new prompts (because yes, all good things must come to an end, but we might come back? sometime-ish?).

All virtual cakes and Vixx hugs to anons, not-anons, signed LJ users, and friends and friends' friends for prompting and writing us wonderful ficlets, ranging from supernatural AUs, heartbreaking disbandment stuff that will haunt me forever (damn you all), Vixx het pairings (yey), an AU where Vixx are hookers (cough)/spies /baristas /survivors of apocalypse /EVERYTHING. JUST THANK YOU I BOW AT EVERYONE'S INGENUITY.

(I promise to make a proper write-up once I get home fron traveling!)

EDIT: Claiming post is up to keep track of your fills :D

Are you in-between exchanges/ficfests? New to VIXX fandom and want a quick dip into fic-writing? Got prompts and ideas you want to read or try out? In the middle of slogging through your longfic, questioning your writerly (life) choices, hating long-plot-oh-god-what-long-plot, and you just want a VIXX and kittens drabble to exist because that will be so cute? (So. Cute.)

Because it's VIXX 3rd anniversary (err from like a week ago) let me present:

*thank you for the lovely rush graphics rescue by sweet thunggyu

After Kpop Olymfics I was dripping prompt ideas into my tline and friends, hoping if I whisper them often enough all the fic prompts will (come true) turn into actual fic. Unfortunately, they just pile up as my WIPs. Because slashedsilver is an enabler of the highest caliber she said: collect all your prompts and fill them later! Which in my head became, collect aaaall the prompts and let's fill aaaall of them later with aaaall VIXX peeps. So there.

So what is this VIXX Three Sentence Ficathon?
This is a writing challenge based on the multifandom Three Sentence Ficathon* where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. All VIXX members and VIXX pairings are welcome, including crossovers, as long as half of the pairing is a VIXX member. You can post and answer as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want.

(*note: Thank you to rthstewart for the permission to use her info post, also for being nice and generous with advice!)

Where do I start?
Post prompts! When posting a prompt please format it this way:

character(s)/pairing, prompt word/sentence

examples

Hyuk, aegyo battle

N/Ravi, I would have carved my love in stone

Ken/Sandeul (B1A4)*, main vocal tips

N/Sojin (Girl's Day)*, a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife

(*note: please put the group name of the non-VIXX member to avoid confusion!)

Only one prompt per comment please.

Three sentences...really??
The minimum is three sentences to answer the prompts. But if you find yourself really inspired and keep going up to six, ten or more sentences, by all means feel free to post it here!

If you want to keep to the theme of three sentences (it's VIXX's 3rd anniversary after all) and yet tend to get wordy, well: commas, colons, semi-colons, dashes, and parentheses are there for your perusal. (I am sorry I love you English language but I love long sentences too.)

What else?
Like what has been said above, you can fill as many prompts as you want, as many times as you wish. If you see a prompt you love has already been filled, go ahead, and fill it again! Multiple fills of the same prompt are allowed and encouraged!

Also, please provide appropriate warnings for fills that contain mature or sensitive content, like dubcon and noncon. Here is a list of things you should warn for.

Other than that, go crazy with writing!

Do I need an LJ account to join?
An LJ account is not required. You can prompt and fill away anonymously if you wish. IP-logging is off.

Can anyone play?
Yes! Please help signal boost this post to twitter, tumblr, LJ communities, or anywhere where VIXX writers' live and breathe. The more people who come and play, the better (and merrier!)

How long will this go?
I'm closing the comments on Tuesday, June 30, 2015, Pago Pago time.

Are there rules about cross-posting?
None. You can cross-post wherever you want, whenever you want. You don't have to wait until the ficathon closes.

Questions? Please comment on the appropriate thread below. If there's none then you can start prompting and filling right away! Have fun!

Comments

[alesserrain.livejournal.com]

Any questions about the ficathon should go here!

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

Oh no Rai, I forgot to ask if there are limits to the number of prompts we can post a day. I may have run away with myself... ¬¬

[(Anonymous)]

N/Ken, Sleepless in Seattle AU

[alesserrain.livejournal.com]

Ken/Hongbin, this may be small and stuffed but it has a soul of a hunter (dinosaur stuffed toy)

[(Anonymous)]

"Lee Jaehwan, did I or did I not tell you that this is not merely a limited edition Dino Dino plushie, but a soul-catcher that can house the soul of even the most dangerous hunters when you screech like a pterodactyl?"

"Oh I heard you loud and clear, hyung."

"....Taekwoonie's inside here, isn't he."

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

YAAAAS YOU DID IT \o/ \o/

Multipairing, Faculty AU! [You may sneak your N/Hyuk in here.]

[(Anonymous)]

"Okay, but think about it," Hakyeon insists. "It's not like last year's Christmas party; it's this year's, and you've got me as department chair this time."

"You say that like it's reassuring," says Taekwoon, eyebrows raised. "Almost like you didn't nominate yourself for a job nobody else wanted."

"I knew I could count on you," Hakyeon tells him with a pat on his arm. "Do you think Sanghyuk's forgiven me yet for dumping the Medical Law and Ethics graduate seminar on him? I want to put him in charge of fruit." He falters a bit under Taekwoon's hard gaze. "Okay, grapes. In charge of grapes. Fermented grapes. Wine. I'm putting him in charge of wine--don't look at me like that, he's the one with the sommelier certificate, not me!"

[alesserrain.livejournal.com]

N/Leo, royal bodyguard

[(Anonymous)]

"It's time, your highness."

Hakyeon smiles sadly at his reflection, eyes straying over the glimmering medals and richly coloured tassels that adorn his uniform- the tight lips, the white gloves, the small ring held loosely between his fingers- before looking up to meet his bodyguard's gaze.

"I'm getting married, Taekwoon," he said softly- desperately- and Taekwoon, like always, said nothing.

[alesserrain.livejournal.com]

Hyuk/Ravi, this playground is too small for the two of us

[jojibear.livejournal.com]

Sanghyuk runs into Wonshik as he's crossing through the park to get home from the convenience store, a bag of snacks swinging in his hands. The older boy - no, man, now - is sitting on a swing, pushing himself back and forth gently, his foot never leaving the ground.

It's a strange and comical sight, Wonshik on a children's swing, long torso and even long legs so many sizes too big to fit in the narrow gap between the two, thick metal chains.

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

VIXX, Heist!AU

[jojibear.livejournal.com]

"You're only supposed to blow the bloody doors off, you nitwits!" Hongbin yells as Wonshik and Sanghyuk tumble back into the van and Hakyeon slams the back doors shut after them.

At the wheel, Jaehwan sniggers even as he slams his foot down on the accelerator and they lurch away from their latest target.




(Is this even 3 sentences?)

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

VIXX as anime characters XD

[(Anonymous)]

As VIXX's leader, Hakyeon has seen a lot of things happen to his members; the good, the bad, and the occasionally weird event.

But this by far, is the strangest yet. "Sanghyuk! Get down from that tree!" Said maknae smiles mischievously at him before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. A shadow clone.

[fairyminseok.livejournal.com]

N/Leo, I don't wanna love you now
If you'll just leave some day

[(Anonymous)]

"Stop it."

Taekwoon looks pained, but doesn't make a sound to protest when Hakyeon picks up his full, full duffle bag and hefts it onto his shoulder.

Hakyeon leaves because he doesn't want to be there when Taekwoon finally does.

[(Anonymous)]

N/Sojin (Girl's Day), Night Circus

Phantasmagorical - N/Sojin - AU

[p-swizzle.livejournal.com]

a/n: basically an au where hakyeon has powers to construct magical worlds while sojin has ~fire powers~ and i know this has nothing to do with the prompt but that’s what it was inspired by lol.

“Close your eyes,” Hakyeon says, and he puts his cold hands (like ice, Sojin often thinks, perfect and beautiful unlike her own scarred fingers that are wrecked from conjuring fire one time too many) over her tightly shut eyelids. “Close your eyes, and tell me what you see.”

At first she can only make out white light, bright and pure, until it streams over a dark castle of black stone and a lush evergreen forest with snow barely dusted on the tops of trees. The ground is also covered with a thin layer of crisp snow, untouched by humans. Sojin sets one foot, then another, on the soft feathery ground, so real to the touch.

“What is it, Sojin?” She feels a pair of lips touch her forehead gently, grounding her in reality. She can just imagine Hakyeon now, watching her carefully, making sure nothing goes wrong. Making sure she doesn’t go insane.

“I see…” Sojin says, and her voice sounds detached from her body, so far away. “I see so many things. I see another world.”

“Good, good,” she hears him mutter faintly.

She’s so free here, leaping along the path, dancing as snowflakes fall on her hair and melt quickly. It’s beautiful, the sky a marbled white-grey and the trees smelling faintly of sweet sap. Sojin tries to catch some snow with her hands, but something isn’t right. She looks down at her hands now, white and unblemished with melting snowflakes, and realizes. This isn’t real.

Sojin opens her eyes with a start, gasping and out of breath. She shrieks when all she sees is darkness, the blackness engulfing her. Just as quickly the blackness is gone and she’s back where she started, Hakyeon right by her side.

“Did you like it?” he asks eagerly, an earnest smile on his lips. He takes her hands and rubs circles on her palms, slowly and gently over her burns.

She nods feebly, pushing his hands away. It’s too hard to look at his hands hold hers, too hard to touch him without wanting to burst into flames again.

“It wasn’t supposed to do that, you know. I was supposed to control when you wake up.” Hakyeon looks worried for a passing second.

“But you’re okay,” he says, as if to assure himself.”You’re okay, aren’t you?”

Sojin nods again, even though both of them know she will never truly be okay. They never are.

[fairyminseok.livejournal.com]

Leo/Xiumin (EXO), the quiet ones speak the loudest at night

[miuyi.livejournal.com]

Minseok thumbs at the lip of his bottle. "You saw it?"

Taekwoon nods. Minseok breathes out a whisper of a sigh, before tipping his head back and taking another long gulp.

"I just..." Minseok's face contorts, though whether from the burn of the alcohol or the words lodged in his throat, Taekwoon can't be sure.

"I know." Taekwoon says. Minseok's fingers clench briefly around the neck of the bottle before he lets it clink down, empty, to the concrete beneath them. He pulls another one out of the plastic shopping bag between them and twists the lid off. His hands are trembling.

They'd done that then too, clutching the microphone tightly, desperately, as Minseok tried to wring an answer from a mind that'd already iced over with terror, out of a throat tight with insecurities left over from a childhood where no one cared enough to listen to what he had to say.

Taekwoon watched the video late last night, his phone screen a beacon in the dark of the bedroom. The stricken look on Minseok's face was so painfully familiar that the back of his eyes started to burn, the screen in front of him blurring as Baekhyun cut in smoothly and drew attention away from a still-frozen Minseok.

Hakyeon stirred in the bed across from him. "You okay?" He asked, sitting up slightly, and Taekwoon locked his phone, throwing the room into indifferent black, and rolled over without another word.

"I'm trying." Minseok says. A breeze nips at the treetops. The moonlit surface of the Han shivers, and so does Minseok. "I'm really trying, it's just so..."

Taekwoon has to be awake by four for a rehearsal but even so, when the clock was edging midnight and Minseok had sent him a text saying River? and nothing else, Taekwoon had slipped on a sweatshirt and his shoes and come.

He lets his hand drop and come to rest over Minseok's balled one.

"I know." He says again. "You don't have to explain yourself. Not to me."

Minseok's hand is icy and damp from the soju, but there's the faintest smile tracing his lips as he looks down at his lap, and after a few moments, his fist unclenches enough that Taekwoon's fingers can lace through his. His hands are no longer trembling.



DISCLAIMER: i know nothing about vixx, i had to google leo's real name. i also cannot count to three, apparently.

[(Anonymous)]

Leo/Hyuk, "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy." -Finding Nemo

[(Anonymous)]

He glared up at the child - Hyuk, the adult human had called him - while the child turned to talk to the adult with him.

"He's so squishy, though," Hyuk pouted. "Can't I have him, hyung?"

[(Anonymous)]

Any VIXX member/Any VIXX member, intergalactic slave trade

[jojibear.livejournal.com]

Taekwoon turned his face away from the crowd of ogling spectators but he could still feel the eyes of every single one of them assessing him, dissecting his human-ness with their eyes.

Suddenly, there was a ripple of whispers amongst the bidders, and he glanced out of the side of his eyes to gathering part, some shuffling away in awe, some scrambling away in terror.

He wondered what had frightened them so - all he saw was another human, tall and tanned, taking measured steps down the cleared path towards his cage.

[(Anonymous)]

N/Leo, "Don’t stop, it’s dangerous, don’t look back at me."

[jojibear.livejournal.com]

Hakyeon pushes Taekwoon into the crowd of fleeing civilians, and Taekwoon can't help but look back because this was Hakyeon, his best friend, who was about to risk his life by going back into the line of fire.

"Go with them, you'll be safe. Don't stop, it's dangerous, and don't look back at me."

[(Anonymous)]

N/writers' choice, temptation

[(Anonymous)]

It isn't right that he should feel so much about something that won't last. He's an idol; there are standards, there are rules he cannot break, lines he cannot cross.

But when she smiles at him, warmly, tentatively, there's nothing he can do but to return the smile and hope to God it won't be the last time he's meeting her.

[(Anonymous)]

Hongbin/Hyuk, troublemakers

[(Anonymous)]

Once upon a time, a company called Jellyfish Entertainment decided it wanted to start a boy group called VIXX.

Jellyfish Entertainment wondered what would happen if they added two sarcastic, mischievous, way too energetic, good-looking-and-they-know-it brats to the group, because what could possibly go wrong.

Hakyeon no longer speaks with Jellyfish Entertainment.


p.s.- im sorry but i had to. no disrespect to your prompt whatsoever.

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

VIXX, switching roles with Hyuk being the leader and N being the maknae for once ;)

[(Anonymous)]

One morning, Hakyeon wakes and stretches to find himself l...onger than he usually is?? Panicked, he sits up and looks at his hands, which are most definitely not his hands, they're Sanghyuk's, and the pyjama bottoms are Sanghyuk's and---

Someone screams from the bathroom, and he recognises his own voice yelling, "I'm not Hakyeon-hyung!!!!!"

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

N, wanting

[(Anonymous)]

There is nothing that Hakyeon finds wanting with his members; all the failure to reign in their pranks and teasing fell solely upon his shoulders.

Still, that doesn't stop him from wishing there was someone - anyone - who could help him, listen to his thoughts, and give him the much needed advice that he refused to say he sought. Because he is their leader, and leaders should have no flaws, no chip in their armour.

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

N/Leo, regency AU

[(Anonymous)]

I need to know - genderswitched or not genderswitched?

[infadel-x.livejournal.com]

N/anyone, "Have you seen Cha Hakyeon perform? I want to outlaw fifteen different parts on his body."

[jojibear.livejournal.com]

"Your gigantic crush on my cousin is actually disgusting," Sanghyuk says while making a face as Sungjae jabs his elbow into Jackson's side, effectively waking him up from his daze.

"No, but have you seen him perform?" Jackson protests. "I want to outlaw fifteen different parts of his body, and that's just the top half of him."

[alphanumerunes.livejournal.com]

N/Ravi "Ravi wakes N up"

Freedom to interpret in any way~ or even to reverse it.

[(Anonymous)]

Wonshik didn't mean to wake Hakyeon up - he had only meant to go to the bathroom attached to the main bedroom because someone was taking obscenely long in the other bathroom coughJaehwancough - but in his desperation to use the toilet, he had forgotten just how sensitive their leader was, so he jumped in surprise and barely managed to hold back his yelp when Hakyeon made a quiet snuffling sound and moved to sit up in his bed.

Immediately, he felt guilt flood through him because Hakyeon looked terrible: there had been a bout of flu passing about amongst the trainees and, personable person that he was, Hakyeon had been spending time with them to help them brush up on their moves for their next evaluation, resulting in their leader coming down with whatever was going around in the company building.

Quickly, Wonshik stepped over everyone else's bedding and knelt beside Hakyeon, a gentle hand on the older man's shoulder to push him back into his pillows with a whispered, "Go back to sleep, hyung, you need to rest up."

[(Anonymous)]

N/Hyuk. "Only look at me, hyung. I'm everything that you should see."

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

Hakyeon's looking away again, searching for that person who's going to steal his heart and patch up the little lost feeling inside.

Hyuk burns; doesn't Hakyeon know that he can be all that he needs? He's younger, yes, but he isn't young anymore -- he can scoop his hyung up and hoist him on his shoulders without breaking a sweat, he can be the sturdy support Hakyeon needs from time to time, he knows he can handle Hakyeon's heart: carefully, reverently, like holding on to something rare and precious.

Someone sidles up to Hakyeon, who looks back, watching with eyes full of hope. Hyuk refuses to watch another train wreck happen.

Hyuk steps in, grasps Hakyeon's face with both hands. "Look at me, hyung. Only look at me." I can be all you need. He'll say it until Hakyeon can see that it's true.

[(Anonymous)]

Leo/Hyuk. "I'm not afraid of you anymore, hyung."

[(Anonymous)]

"Stay back," Taekwoon growls, hunching himself closer to the wall. He lets the darkness slide over him, lets it hide his monstrosity.

"Hyung," Sanghyuk steps closer, ignoring Taekwoon's warning plea. He raises his arms, smiling softly when he sees Taekwoon's eyes widen- sees him take in the broken wings and the tattered gown. "I'm not afraid of you anymore, hyung."

Such is the beauty of a fallen angel.

urgh this might not be what you were looking for, op ;A;

[slashedsilver.livejournal.com]

Any VIXX member, loneliness

[(Anonymous)]

If there's anyone who understand loneliness, Taekwoon thinks, it's Hakyeon. Taekwoon knows, because Taekwoon's seen the way the older man hunches in on himself when he thinks no one is looking, the expression on his face distant as he wanders off into his thoughts. And it's not as if Taekwoon hasn't offered an ear, a shoulder, because he has - Hakyeon just prefers to keep to himself, and Taekwoon thinks that's the worst form of loneliness there is: the loneliness one imposes on oneself so as to not burden others.

[thunggyu.livejournal.com]

Any member, "I don't want to do this anymore." (Disbandment!AU)

[(Anonymous)]

this is it, he thinks helplessly, when the lights onstage cast shadows so large that they swallow all hope. this is the end.

the final show, the final bow, won't be for another year--two, three years, maybe--but it all starts today, when every step becomes a drag, and every word cuts deeper than the last.