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
Prompt:

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: TWICE jihyo/jeongyeon
Tags: childhood best friends, unrequited, pining
Permission to Remix: Please ask
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Of course, Jihyo is a little bit in love with her—I mean, at this point, who isn’t? The fact of the matter is that her best friend Jeongyeon is conventionally attractive: Lean and tall with a knockout smile and a sense of humor that shouldn’t work but does, owing to said leanness and tallness and smile knockout-ness. Jihyo would have thought it unfair—who gets to be that cute and smart, right?—but yeah, some other feeling got to her first.

And it shouldn’t even be a problem, like—why would it be? Jihyo has been here before; she has been here a while. Jeongyeon doesn’t really see her, not really, and that’s fine. It’s the friendship that’s important. This is how it works. It’s for the best.

Most days.

But some days, like—when it’s the weekend and Jihyo is in her room hosting an anxious Jeongyeon while preparing for her date, trying to get her to calm down enough to finally choose between outfit 1 and outfit 2 – identical at best, if Jihyo were to be truly honest, only she feels that Jeongyeon wouldn’t really benefit from said honesty at this point — those days it gets a bit... too in her face. In her heart. Thinking about Jeongyeon getting all riled up, just trying to make a good first impression on a girl she’s probably known for, like, three days.

“Don’t sweat it too much,” Jihyo chastises her, “you look fine.”

Jeongyeon pouts at her as she catches her eye on the mirror—devastating per usual, and over the years Jihyo has just simply developed some superhuman ability to school her reaction at the face of it.

“You always just say that,” Jeongyeon says, buttoning and unbuttoning the top button of her shirt, brows knit in some kind of frustration.

Jihyo sighs and gets up from where she’s already lounged on her bed, walks until she’s close enough to reach over and swat at Jeongyeon’s fiddling fingers, tutting disapprovingly as she unbuttons the button in question with finality. That’s because you’re really fine, she almost says out loud, but no — that is not what this conversation needs at this point, and frankly, Jihyo can’t afford such honesty.

“Stop that,” says Jihyo again, setting her jaw. And then, bracing both hands on Jeongyeon’s shoulder, Jihyo just gives her a brisk rub, thumbing at the knot she’s always found there. “Get yourself together, Yoo Jeongyeon,” she tells her firmly. “You got this.”

At which point Jeongyeon just turns around, wraps her arms around her, laughing in Jihyo’s ear as she lifts – just a little, maybe a couple of inches off the floor, and just for the briefest of moments. Because she could, and because Jihyo is shorter, and because, all told, Jihyo is practically weightless at the face of whatever this is she’s feeling.

“You’re the best—but you know this already, yes?” Jeongyeon just says, and.

Yeah—on those days, Jihyo lets herself feel it. A little. She owes herself as much, really. She watches from the window of her room as Jeongyeon finally gets out onto the street wearing outfit #3—which, mind, she’d snatched straight out of Jihyo’s closet that afternoon, after much bickering and jesus, why do your shirts look so much better than mine?

In any case—it’s a rite of passage, certainly. This boat that Jihyo is on is probably full; she’s definitely not alone. Besides, it passes, right? One day, maybe a Saturday night, you’re waving from a second-floor window, watching a girl, knowing full well you’d never see that shirt again; knowing full well that big-ass smile she’d just flashed you would soon be directed at someone else: One who’s good enough to sit across on an actual dinner-out, or maybe sit beside in the dark in a movie house, or.

(Jihyo truncates the thought quickly; they don’t need to go there.)

And then—and then one day, maybe you’ll just be done. Pining. Maybe one day, you’ll feel fully at peace just throwing in the towel. Maybe that smile would hurt less. Maybe there would be someone else, even—someone better, someone who’d look at you the way you’ve tried not to look at her, and someone who’d want you to look back just as intensely. An open hand for this tender heart, finally.

An open road instead of a dead-end street.

How about that, Jihyo thinks, scratching at the window panel. Jeongyeon turns around a final time before getting into her car, making a ridiculous heart with both her hands before blowing Jihyo a kiss.

In her hand, her phone buzzes and lights up. Love you long time, Ji, Jeongyeon’s message reads. Talk to you later.

And then, Thank you.

Wash and repeat, wash and repeat—a different Saturday, a different girl. It’s the same old song right inside Jihyo’s room, and always Jihyo would put on her worn-out shoes and dance.

(Jihyo would leave her on read until morning. Jeongyeon would be back for breakfast, anyway.) ###

Round 1: Quotes

[FILL] every dead-end street led you to me (TWICE, jihyo/jeongyeon)