Mod Post: Round 3 Lightning Drabble Round (Open to Everyone!)

[almostblue.livejournal.com]

Hello!

The mod team (roebling and myself, almostblue) just want to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this third round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy!

While we wait for the last few stories to get posted, we're going to hold a Lightning Drabble Round!

Before I get into what that means, I want to introduce this year's honorary mods for the lightning round - i_luv_tvxq, (you may know her as @TVXQluff) and akmongs (@himchanni), who runs bapfanfiction. They are both wonderful people who keep the fandom running through recs, comments and kudos, quietly and without much fanfare. We think they're great, and we wanted to thank them for all of their hard work over the years.

So as this round progresses, feel free to ask them questions as well! If roebling and I aren't around (or aren't...awake, ahaha, timezones /o\) they are here to help you out :)

Our hope is that the Lightning Drabble Round will be a fast, fun, low pressure opportunity for everyone to keep writing a little bit more! Here's how it will work:

1) If you want to participate, comment on this entry with a pairing you'd like to write. Please keep it to one comment per pairing.

2) A mod (any mod!) will reply with 3-5 random one word prompts.

For example, you might comment with the pairing DaeJae. A mod will reply to your comments with the prompts: apple, blonde, sneakers, failure, nuna

3) You have until September 13th to write as many drabbles as you want based on those prompts! All the drabbles you write should be under 1,000 words. They can use any of the words, all of the words, whatever you want. Post your fics as replies to the mod comment, and title them like this:[prompt, pairing, rating, warnings] in the heading of the comment. There's no assigned posting times or deadlines, so you can post 'em as you write 'em!

You don't have to have participated in the exchange to take part in the lightening round! Anon commenting will be enabled so anon participants should also be able to take part. It's low stakes, so if you can only write one drabble based on your prompt, that's absolutely fine. 10 drabbles? Fine too! Real life gets in the way and you can't write at all? We get it.

If there are any questions we haven't answered just comment below and we'll try to answer them right away! Otherwise, that's it! Lightning Drabble Round starts now, and runs until 9/13! Hwaiting!!!

THE LIGHTNING ROUND IS NOW CLOSED! Please stay tuned for an updated masterlist shortly!

Comments

[nucleardragon.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna do another one.

Another Bangup please and thanks!

[i-luv-tvxq.livejournal.com]

more fics, yay :33

lipstick, pebble, coffee, puppet, bronze

[nucleardragon.livejournal.com]

coffee, bangup, pg, none

The weather was cold that day. Jongup was walking up towards the local coffee shop that he would go to on days like today. He shivered slightly and turned the corner, smelling the sweet aroma of coffee in this bitter morning. He entered the warm coffee shop/bookstore and got in line. It took about ten minutes for the line to move until it got to him.

"Hey, Jongup. Usual?" Youngjae, the barista, asked him.

"Yes please," Jongup answered, taking out his usual change and handing it to him.

"Alright, and your order will be right up," Youngjae told him.

Jongup only nodded and waited with the other people waiting for their coffee. About a few minutes later, Youngjae called out Jongup's name and handed his steaming hot coffee to him. He always ordered a cinnamon dolce latte, with an extra shot of cinnamon. He took a sip of his coffee, until someone accidentally bumped into him, causing him to dump his entire coffee down the front of his shirt and pants. Just great. Can he go one day without some sort of accident?

"Shit. I am so sorry," the person apologized.

"No, it's okay. It was just an accident," Jongup said, getting a couple of napkins and trying to wipe some of the hot liquid off his clothes.

"Are you sure? I can always buy you another coffee," the man said.

"Like I said, it's okay. You don't have to do that," he told him, trying to get away from this. People were starting to stare.

"Please? At least let me buy you another coffee," the man offered again.

Jongup bit back a sigh and finally agreed. After attempting to clean himself and standing in line with this stranger, who asked what his coffee order was, he was sitting with him.

"Like I said, you don't have to do this. Buying me a coffee was enough as it is," Jongup told him, taking off his jacket and drinking his cinnamon dolce latte.

"I know, but I just feel terrible is all," the man told him.

"Well, since you feel bad, my name is Jongup," he introduced.

"I'm Yongguk. It's nice to formally meet you," Yongguk introduced as well.

"So do you normally offer people their coffees when you accidentally bumped into them or is that just me?" Jongup asked, taking another sip of his coffee.

"I swear I didn't see you there. My mind was traveling into two different directions," he said.

"How come?" Jongup asked. "Sorry. I don't mean to pry."

"No, it's okay. It's just college and how I have too many essays going on and such. It's boring. You don't want to hear about that," he explained.

Jongup only bit his lip and thought about this. Normally, he would just take the coffee and see if the bookstore finally delivered the book he has been waiting for finally arrived. For some reason, he was interested.

"But I want to hear it. I get that you don't want to talk about it, but I would like to listen," Jongup said, setting his coffee down and listened to whatever Yongguk needed to bitch about.

And when Yongguk vented, it was almost like a fountain; it kept going and going and no matter how many times it kept repeating itself, it's still a wonderful scene in front of them.

"-and then my professor thought assigning only me an essay about the difference between certain musical instruments would help me and… I'm sorry. Am I boring you?" Yongguk asked.

Jongup only shook his head. "No, I think it's interesting. Your music professor is a bitch. He sounds so pretentious."

"I said the exact same thing to one of my friends, but he just said that I was jealous of them or something. I swear, he loves to hear himself talk. I'm sorry, but I didn't get to hear anything about you," Yongguk said.

"Tomorrow. Buy me another coffee and maybe we'll get the conversation rolling," Jongup said. "Right now, I need to head on out. I have classes soon and I need to head back to my apartment real quick," Jongup told him, putting on his sticky jacket on.

"I'll see you tomorrow, then," Yongguk said, smiling softly at him.

Jongup only smiled and walked out of the coffee shop. He buried his face into his scarf and hid his face from the bitter wind. Well, at least the trip wasn't a total waste.

[sometimeforever.livejournal.com]

This is cute :)!

[nucleardragon.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[nucleardragon.livejournal.com]

lipstick, bangup, pg13, implications of sex, strip joint

This was all Himchan's fault. Yongguk refused to go to this. A prince does not go to a gay strip club, especially if his best friend – it's questionable now – drags him along and tells him that 'it's great. You'll love it. Trust me' and then proceeds to act innocent.

"Stop pouting. I made sure that no one will follow us or figure out you went to a gay strip club," Himchan told him.

"I'm the next king and you're taking me to a strip club? Why?" Yongguk demanded.

"Because tomorrow is your coronation and today is the last day you get to have fun. Now stop whining and get inside the damn club," he said.

"How did you even hear about this?" Yongguk asked.

"You don't wanna know," Himchan said, entering inside the club.

Yongguk noted that it was warm and partially dark, save for a few lighting to focus on the dancers in the middle of the room. A waiter dressed almost like a maid walked up to them.

"Hello! My name is Daehyun. Where would you like to it today?" he asked, eyeing Himchan greedily.

"Up in the front is fine. You have royalty here today," Himchan stated, pointing at Yongguk who glared at his soon-to-be former best friend.

"Yes, you mentioned something about that. Follow me," Daehyun said, motioning for the two to follow him.

Himchan and Yongguk followed behind him. Yongguk noticed that Himchan was eyeing Daehyun like his brother eyes girls; filled with lust and wanting to play with them. Yongguk shook the thought from his head and sat down next to his friend. Their seats were in front of the stage and they could get a good view of the boys dancing in front of them. Himchan took his wallet out and handed Yongguk a whole bunch of ones and fives.

"Should I ask?" Yongguk asked.

"No."

Yongguk was about to open his mouth to ask anyway, until the lights began to dim and a voice could be heard. Yongguk couldn't catch up on all the words, until he heard the words 'Moon'.

"He's the club favorite. Everybody always wants a piece of Moon," Himchan stated.

Yongguk furrowed his eyebrows and was about to ask what he meant, until he heard music over the speakers and loud screaming was heard. Out came a man with brown hair and bright red lipstick. His outfit consisted of practically leather, with leather jeans and a leather vest. The man was not wearing any shoes, Yongguk noted. But Yongguk was entranced, with the way Moon was moving like water. His eyes screamed sex, as did the cherry red lipstick. Yongguk was frozen in place, watching Jongup strip off his clothes while still dancing to the music.

"I can ask for a private room for you and Moon," Himchan offered.

Yongguk turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him. Himchan grabbed a five and waved it over to Daehyun, who walked over to him. Himchan was whispering to the man about something while Yongguk turned his head back to Moon, who had nothing else left on except for a pair of boxer briefs.

"Good news. I got you a private room," Himchan told him.

Yongguk was about to open his mouth to respond, but he was lifted off from his seat and dragged towards the back, where it mostly red lit. Himchan opened a room number and shoved Yongguk inside.

"If you need me, I'll be in room 24," Himchan told him, closing the door behind him.

Yongguk looked around. It was mostly dark, but comfortable. It had light lighting and a couch to sit on. There were also a couple of toys that he doesn't even wanna touch with a ten-foot pole.

"I've seen you before," a voice said.

[nucleardragon.livejournal.com]

Yongguk jumped and turned around. Moon was still dressed in his leather pants, but he didn't have the vest on. His lipstick was smudged, but redone a few times. His eyes were outlined in thick black eyeliner. Moon walked closer to him.

"I saw you watching me. Did you like what you saw?" Jongup asked, pushing Yongguk down and straddling his lap.

Yongguk said nothing and rested his hands on his hips.

"You're the crown prince, aren't you? What's a man like you doing in a place like this?" Moon asked.

"Does it matter?" Yongguk asked, knowing full well that his eyes were blown as he traced his fingers down Moon's chest and abs.

"I guess not," Moon said, smirking. His cherry red lipstick was bright and contrasted heavily against the dark room. He could pinpoint where the smudge is on his face.

"We only have an hour in here. So I suggest you make it count," Moon told him.

-----

Yongguk came out of the room with his shirt inside out and his hair all over the place, along with red lipstick marks all over his neck and shirt.

"Someone had fun," a familiar voice called out.

Himchan walked over to him, with his hair sticking in off directions and bite marks down his neck.

"I could say the same for you," Yongguk pointed out.

Himchan only rolled his eyes. "If you want to make it back to the palace, I suggest we go there now. We can come back and you can request your little Moon later. Right now we need to wash some of those lipstick marks off your face."

Yongguk said nothing and continued to walk out of the club. He turned around and saw Moon coming out of the room, with what looked like a pair of underwear held on his fingertips.

So that's why his jeans feel weird.