girlsfest | Round 1: Quotes

Each prompt should be centered around words that have already been said.

Possibilities include a quote of any kind:

Existing works (books, poetry, TV shows, movie scripts, video game scripts, song lyrics, articles)
Speech (celebrity, netizen, anonymous)
Anything else that fits!

Example:

Characters/Ship: ITZY Ryujin/Chaeryeong
Tags: alternate universe - fantasy, ryujin is marceline chaeryeong is pb!!
Prompt:

Marceline: I dreamed about you while I was in my poison coma. I was all old and withered, and you were still nice and pink.

Princess Bubblegum: You think I'm nice?

-- Adventure Time 7x12, "Stakes Part 7: Checkmate"

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CONTENT
Prompts and fills have to center around K-pop girl group member(s). This includes:

All active and former girl group members
Female soloists
Female members in co-ed groups
Any female idol or trainee affiliated with K-pop (e.g. GP999 contestants, AKB48 members who featured in Produce48)
Slash, gen, het, and trans works are all accepted as long as they involve at least one girl group member

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Blow all my friendships
To sit in hell with you
But we're the greatest
They'll hang us in the Louvre

- Lorde, The Louvre

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[FILL] still I fall

Characters/Ship: Aespa Winter/Karina
Tags: idolverse, predebut, shared trauma
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Characters/Ship: Chaeryeong/Ryujin
Tags: Belated realizations of first loves
Permission to Remix: Ya

She says: "I took up singing lessons a few months ago." Chaeryeong is trying to listen, but it's like everything is coming through a film of water.

"Oh," Chaeryeong says, after a while. Her tongue sticks to the roof of her mouth in a last act of betrayal. "You said you'd never touch a mic again."

A shrug. "I don't have to hold a mic. They just kind of let me... belt it in the studio. And they tell me when I'm bad, and tell me when I'm getting better. I don't know." Her brow ticks up in a downward slope. "You don't look happy about it," she's saying, and the film starts to lift just a little. An opening in the waterfall between them. Because this is familiar to Chaeryeong, the stubborn slant to her voice. The way her shoulders start to square up when she feels like she's under attack.

"I am," Chaeryeong offers. Her olive branch. "Happy about it, I mean."

"Say what you really mean. I don't want you to lie."

Chaeryeong finds that she can't help the laugh that bubbles out. Is it disbelief? Is it affection?

"Do I look like I'm lying?"

"You look like you're not being truthful." A breath. Chaeryeong holds her gaze. She's better at that now. And then, the telltale sign of surrender - the way she bites her lip at the very corner, worries the skin between her teeth. "I don't know. I'm sorry. I'm just - you -"

"Yeah," Chaeryeong offers. "I get it - I mean, I - I'm not that brave. As you are." She considers. "As you've always been. You know I envy you. That you're always trying again."

Ryujin's eyes soften, even if she doesn't know it. She's always worn a little too much of her heart on her sleeve. Chaeryeong turns the name around in her head. Shin Ryujin.

"What have you been up to, then?" Ryujin asks. She's slouching a little now, the tension leaving her body like a deflating balloon.

"Washing my dishes, cleaning my couch. Calling pest control," she lilts, watching the way Ryujin's lips curl up. Her Cheshire smile. Maybe that's why she hears herself say it, before she can stop. Press the eject button. Send herself through the roof and into space: "Missing you."

Ryujin's hand pauses on the stirring straw. Chaeryeong hadn't seen it, at first, while she was trying not to stare, but it's there now - the lines around her eyes. The tiredness in her shoulders. The blunt ends of her nails.

When they were younger, painfully so, they'd snuck up to the rooftop and Ryujin dared Chaeryeong to hang one leg off of it. You idiot, Chaeryeong had yelled, half afraid and half realising that she was in love, as Ryujin's arms curled around her like an anchor. She'd put the tip of her foot across the threshold and called it a day, and Ryujin had pulled her back in, and she'd laughed, and she'd kissed her on the cheek, sloppily and quick, and Ryujin had given her a look so violently tender that the laughter died in her throat.

Sometimes, Ryujin had said, quiet in the night, their shoulders pressed to each other's. I feel like you see me more clearly than anyone else.

Ryujin had been dating someone else at that time, and they both knew it. So Chaeryeong said nothing, and just stared up at the ceiling, listening to the puttering of the air purifier. Removed her sticky shoulder from where it had been resting.

It's cherry blossom season now, spring tumbling into summer. Chaeryeong's face smacks into one of the branches while they're walking, and Ryujin's fingers twitch, in the corner of her vision, before settling back onto the side of her pants. Chaeryeong hears her take in a huge breath-

"I don't think I knew what it was, back then," Ryujin says, raising her head to face her. And it's funny, the way Ryujin never looks away. Never even thinks to look away. She's always been braver, smarter, kinder. More ready to break Chaeryeong's heart. But you did, didn't you? Ryujin doesn't ask, for mercy's sake.

What are you talking about, Chaeryeong could ask. Buy herself time. Steel her heart.

"Do you know it now?" Chaeryeong asks, instead. They've never been fond of dancing around most things. Just one thing. Under her chest, she can feel it - her treasonous, rabbit heart is beating away, gnawing at her ribcage. Threatening to burst.

Ryujin stares at the back of her hand. "Do you remember when we went to Bali and I went a little crazy and fell off the banana boat, and everyone was searching for me underwater, thinking that I'd hit my head on a rock?"

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"Do you always have to be so difficult?" Ryujin asks, matter of factly, like there must be an always even after she disappeared for a year.

"I just don't know what point you're trying to make," Chaeryeong says, but she does. She always does, when it comes to Ryujin. Even now.

"When you're pulled out of the water, there's like a whole gush just leaving your lungs. And you feel like you're not going to make it, but then the sunlight comes in, and the first breath is there." Ryujin is smiling that silly smile. Lost in a memory.

"You-"

"And - And I get it now," Ryujin cuts in. Her fingers are trembling. "I think I get it now, Chaeryeong-ie" Ryujin says, again. Chaeryeong looks down. Has her hand always been so small?

"I'm sorry that I took such a while," Ryujin tells her, takes her hand, quiet, tender, real, and Chaeryeong feels it slam into her lungs. Wide and wild. First breath.

Edited 2023-04-05 16:58 (UTC)

I WILL PASS AWAY..... "and Ryujin had pulled her back in, and she'd laughed, and she'd kissed her on the cheek, sloppily and quick, and Ryujin had given her a look so violently tender that the laughter died in her throat." i love your portrayal of chaeryeong always watching rj and the differences between them and the pace at which each develops in different ways... love it thank you for sharing

Round 1: Quotes

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