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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RULES

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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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Tags: canon compliant, no major character death
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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
Permission to Remix: Please ask
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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Characters/Ship: Exy/Bona
Tags: AU:Vampires, Vampire Bona, Blood Drinking, Reverse Chronology
Permission to Remix: Yes
AO3 Link
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You were high on the adrenaline
And you always wanted more
I’m a demon in the shadows
And you stepped into the dark
― Kim Petras, Tell Me It’s A Nightmare

“Will you stay?” Sojung hates how her voice comes out soft and weak, an exhale that flutters like a leaf carried adrift by strong winds.

Her heart sinks when Jiyeon only looks at her, mouth pursed into a thin line. It’s unfair how she still manages to take Sojung’s breath away even in her unspoken rejection.

Jiyeon must be able to see the hurt on Sojung’s face because she softens, just a fraction, reaching out to drag her fingers over the side of Sojung’s face, tracing the line of her jaw and lower still, ghosting over the barely healed marks on Sojung’s neck. Sojung can’t help the shiver that thrills up her spine. Jiyeon’s lips quirk into a dangerous smile. She’s always enjoyed the way Sojung unravels for her in a hundred different ways.

“You know I can’t.” Jiyeon drags ice cold fingertips over Sojung’s throat, right over where her heart is a winged creature at Jiyeon’s mercy.

Sojung takes a shaky breath, and lifts her gaze, catching Jiyeon’s dark fathomless eyes. Jiyeon is centuries old, shining like a burning star in the silvery light streaming in from the window. And Sojung wants so much to keep this moment forever, to keep Jiyeon here with her for all eternity.

“I wish you’d stay,” Sojung whispers and she’s never felt so unbearably human as this moment now, putting her heart on a silver plate at Jiyeon’s feet. Jiyeon who is immortal. Jiyeon who will live on and on, long after Sojung’s bones have turned to dust. “Please.”

“Oh, Sojung,” Jiyeon says, in a tone both cruel and tender. “You can’t always get what you want.”

Sojung’s eyes flutter closed for a second, a sudden bone-deep weariness flooding over her all at once. Jiyeon had taken a lot more blood today, and Sojung is feeling the loss keenly, heartbeats slowing.

When she opens her eyes again, Jiyeon is already flickering away with the shadows and darkness rushes in, sleep insisting on staking its claim on Sojung. She surrenders herself to it, just barely holding on to the last splintered fragment left from Jiyeon’s visit: the dull leftover pain from when Jiyeon’s fangs slid into the hollow of her throat.

A phantom ache.

When Sojung enters the red room in the bloodhouse, she finds Jiyeon already waiting for her. Her heart stutters and Jiyeon smiles, glimmering dangerously in a way that makes heat curl in Sojung’s gut.

It doesn’t take long before Jiyeon has her on the bed, and she’s shaking, pleasure tearing through her veins. She’s grasping desperately at Jiyeon’s shoulders, trying to find anchor as Jiyeon’s mouth dismantles her completely.

“Jiyeon,” she gasps, arching her back. “Jiyeon, please. Please. I can’t –”

Jiyeon pauses, lifting her head, looking up at Sojung with an utterly devilish smirk, mouth wet and glistening. She’s washed in red light from the lamps around them. Sojung swallows shakily at the sight, trying desperately to catch her breath. Jiyeon looks like the eye of a hurricane. Like the heart of a wildfire that will burn everything Sojung has inside her to ashes. She flashes red, like every single caution sign in the world.

Sojung should pull away. She should save herself. But she’s a moth drawn to Jiyeon’s irresistible flame.

Jiyeon’s smile doesn’t waver. As if she knows how much Sojung yearns to fall into her gravity.

“Use your words, baby,” she murmurs, tracing a finger over the crest of Sojung’s hipbone. The nickname and the way Jiyeon is still looking up at her with that deadly glint in her eyes, is Sojung’s undoing.

“Bite me,” she says breathlessly. “Jiyeon, please. I can’t – I can’t anymore – I need you – Bite me. Please.”

“If you insist,” Jiyeon purrs, voice pitched low and velvet smooth. She moves before Sojung can even blink. Too fast, too smooth. Too vampire.

Sojung moans shamelessly as Jiyeon’s fangs sink into her. God, she thinks, breathless from the spike of adrenaline and feverish desire. You could kill me and I would let you.

“You’re going to see her again.” Hyunjung’s face is twisted unhappily when Sojung glances at her. She’s never approved of this unnamed thing Sojung shares with Jiyeon.

“Can we not do this now?”

Hyunjung scowls. “If not now, then when? You never want to talk about it. It’s like you’re obsessed –” Hyunjung breaks off, utter horror eclipsing the scowl on her face. “Is she glamouring you? Is that why –”

“No,” Sojung cuts in sharply. “I’m not being glamoured. She’s not compelling me to do anything against my will. I just –” Sojung breaks off. She’s not sure she can even find the words to articulate the way she feels drawn to Jiyeon, the way she yearns to keep coming back to Jiyeon over and over again.

Hyunjung exhales roughly, leaning against the door of Sojung’s bedroom like she’s tired of fighting with Sojung about this. “I’m just worried you're in way over your head, Sojung-ah.”

Sojung turns away from her best friend, guilt searing through her chest. It’s far too late for that, she thinks, as Jiyeon’s pretty smile swims to the front of her mind, as insistent as any siren call.

Sojung grips the headboard as she rocks her hips up. She hasn’t felt this good in a long time and it’s melting her brain a little how this stranger – Jiyeon, she had introduced herself as – Sojung invited into her home from the club three blocks away is making her feel this good.

She feels deliciously alive as Jiyeon’s mouth latches onto her, right where Sojung is desperate and wanting. When she looks down, Jiyeon pauses, raising her head and staring up at Sojung with dark fathomless eyes full of hunger, and something else that Sojung can’t quite place.

“Jiyeon,” Sojung breathes, as Jiyeon presses a feather-light kiss to the inside of her thigh before sliding her fingers into Sojung and stealing the air from her lungs.

“Jiyeon,” Sojung moans, voice cracking over the syllables when Jiyeon curls her fingers. The moan turns into a ragged gasp when she feels a sudden sharp pain on the inside of her thigh. But before she can process it properly, the pain melts into something else entirely.

Sojung’s head falls back and her fingers tighten on the headboard as warm delirium washes over her. The sweetest of pleasures coils in her stomach, and every beat of her pounding heart seems to echo in her ears too loudly.

When her orgasm hits, Sojung shatters completely, back arching up off the bed as stars streak across her vision. God, she hasn’t felt this good in so, so long.

It’s only when she comes down that Sojung feels the pain on her inner thigh again, a dull throb now. She frowns, sitting up and looking down at herself. She gasps at the two neat puncture wounds marking her skin, at the blood smeared all over the sheets. Her blood. It’s her blood smudged on the corner of Jiyeon’s mouth. Jiyeon who is eyeing her deviously, tongue darting out to lick her crimson-stained teeth –

“You’re a – You’re a vampire.” Sojung’s heart leaps into her throat as horror and sheer panic caves her chest in. Her head spins. Jiyeon is a vampire. She had invited a fucking vampire into her home. “You – Are you – Are you going to kill me?”

Jiyeon laughs, and Sojung feels her stomach drop completely. Sickening dread starts to fill her veins. If this is how she dies, Hyunjung will never forgive her for it.

But then Jiyeon tilts her head, studying Sojung intensely. A smile blooms on her face and it’s almost gentle. Fond. “I’m not going to kill you, baby. I’m only just starting to enjoy my time with you.”

Sojung’s heart stutters at the nickname.

And even though it’s a terrible idea, even though her entire body is telling her to run far, far away, when Jiyeon holds out her hand, Sojung exhales slowly, and takes it.

Round 1: Quotes

[FILL] killing me softly