Fanfiction Madness


Setelah memastikan Confession siap meluncur ke tangan para proofreader dan proyek When The Love Falls mendadak jalan di tempat karena alasan klasik penulis: writer’s block, belakangan ini aku mulai banyak membaca lagi. Sayangnya, buku demi buku yang dibeli dengan mengais-ngais sisa gaji bulanan belum ada yang berhasil memuaskan hasratku untuk mencari inspirasi. Bahkan dua dari tiga novel berhenti dibaca sebelum sampai ke halaman dua puluh, dan ujungnya yang datang bukan pencerahan tapi justru kegelapan yang lebih mendalam. Duh.

Akhirnya, penulis amatir yang malang ini kembali terjebak dalam jeratan fanfiction, fiksi yang ditulis fans dari artis/musisi/grup tertentu dan disebarkan lewat media sosial, forum, blog, asianfanfics, dan livejournal. Meski fanfiction sering kusebut durjana karena sangat addicting dan sering-sering bikin lupa nulis lagi, tapi nyatanya ide, alur cerita, gaya bahasa, dan penokohannya jauh lebih baik dari novel-novel yang kubeli atas nama major publisher itu. Jangan salah, ceritanya juga bukan melulu cinta-cintaan antara artis dan tokoh khayalan, tapi juga ada genre fluff atau cotton-candy romance yang ringan, horor, komedi, smut (ini khusus 17+ ya), dan tragedi atau angst. Genre yang disebut terakhir ini belakangan lagi sangat populer karena judul-judul seperti 48 Hours, Anterograde Tomorrow, Countdown, Arbitrage, dan Trading Hearts yang manjur banget memeras air mata dan menguras emosi pembacanya. Jangan salah lagi ya, meskipun namanya fanfiction, tapi beberapa judul di atas sifatnya cukup netral alias tetap nyaman dibaca meskipun kita nggak tahu artis mana yang dijadikan tokohnya, karena pada dasarnya ide, alur dan gaya bahasanya sendiri sudah sangat bagus.

Di sini aku juga akan post beberapa part dalam fanfiction favoritku, yang membuktikan bahwa ada banyak penulis hebat dibalik chapter-chapter mengagumkan itu. Jadi, sebaiknya jangan dulu underestimate dan terus, terus, teruslah membaca! :)

Everything preceded in silence. He lifted his left hand to wipe away my tears, then dropped to the ground feebly, his warm blood flowing all over the floor. Subconsciously, I wanted to stop the wound from bleeding with some clothes, but I had forgotten, that cut was slashed by me.
As a tear was shed, he said, “I want to go home.”
I lifted him up and carried him into the bedroom, in there, a glow of light passed through the french windows, coincidentally facing the east. I grabbed a chair and sat him on it, tidying up his hair and clothes, he revealed a smile, and with some unbeatable exhaustion, he spoke, “I’ll sleep for awhile.”
Then, he closed his eyes. I kept watching those pair of eyes, but they never opened again.

– Kris’s POV in 48 Hours

The car stops. It takes a few moments before either of them realizes that they’re already at the entrance, and that the time has come for Kyungsoo to leave and Jongin to stay. For their last second, they’re all polite smiles and awkward bowing of the heads, as if they’ve only just met for the first time and that Jongin’s red eyes mean nothing.
“So,” Jongin says, not quite shivering with Kyungsoo’s jacket over his shoulders, but still chattering nonetheless, “I just, I have one last request?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you say my name? One last time.”
Kyungsoo clears his throat and tries to replicate the syllables, but somehow they’re stuck to the sides of his throat even as he opens his mouth. Nothing comes out. By the time he reaches up to touch his neck, he realizes he’s shaking and that there is something wrong with him. The world is coming down on him in slow motion and his heart hurts really, very bad.
“Jong…” Kyungsoo gulps down the hesitation and focuses on the bare syllables, “Jongin.”
“Thank you. Thank you,” And the second thank you is said softly, almost as if it’s meant for more significant things. Perhaps something of a, “Thank you for meeting me, finding me, digging me up from the debris of broken pieces. Thank you for giving me life, tears, wishes, rows and rows of yellow sticky notes lighting up my room when the tapestries have shut off the sun. Thank you for teaching me how bright fireflies can shine.”
But Kyungsoo doesn’t hear any of that. All he hears is Seoul at dawn, the whistles of a breeze and Jongin wheezing for oxygen.

– Anterograde Tomorrow

It’s getting harder and harder to breathe, it’s even more difficult to force the words off of his heavy tongue. Jongin closes his eyes to try and collect his thoughts. He wonders if this is how it was meant to be from the very beginning, if his time was up the minute he laid eyes on the boy with the short hair and big eyes in Chanyeol’s Music History class.

00:00:00:00:00:10
Jongin opens his eyes again.

00:00:00:00:00:09
Kyungsoo clings feebly to Jongin

00:00:00:00:00:08
Jongin smiles.

00:00:00:00:00:07
Kyungsoo’s lips quiver as he tries to smile back.

00:00:00:00:00:06
The sound of sirens pierce the air but both of them know it’s too late.

00:00:00:00:00:05
Jongin tries to say see you soon but the only thing that leaves his mouth is more blood.

00:00:00:00:00:04
Kyungsoo squeezes Jongin’s hand and tells him with his eyes that it’s okay, I know.

They both close their eyes and this time neither of them have the power to open them again, struggling through a river of lethargy, their heads submerged and unable to swim to the surface. The countdown begins, two clocks that are perfectly identical, perfectly in sync.

00:00:00:00:00:03
00:00:00:00:00:02
00:00:00:00:00:01

Somewhere in a parallel universe a story is being told. A story about a boy who could see red numbers. A story about a boy stuck in complacency until another boy shows up to save him. A story of smiles and laughter and tears and pain. A story that ends.

00:00:00:00:00:00

– Countdown

Bonus! Amazing fanmade video, a trailer of Arbitrage! Siap-siap tisu!

Satu lagi! Trailer untuk Anterograde Tomorrow! (PS: lebih indah ditonton bagi yang nggak ngerti bahasa Korea, karena terjemahan bahasa Inggrisnya diambil dari dialog di fanfic, jadi artinya sama sekali nggak sesuai :D)

Foto dalam tulisan ini dipinjam dari Starry Sekai. Gamsahamnida!

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