girlsfest | Round 2: Idolverse

Prompts should be based around a scenario related to being an idol. But it doesn't have to be possible in real life!

Canon compliant (could have happened in real life)
Canon divergent (things started out the same but details will change)
Future fic (could happen in the future)
Alternate universe (idol/non-idol, different group entirely, etc)

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Characters/Ship: SNSD Jessica/Taeyeon
Tags: future fic

Prompt: set after taeyeon’s retirement and they’ve both taken a step back from the public eye. taeyeon goes to san francisco for a solo holiday (sightseeing, to visit a good friend, or maybe something else draws her there) and bumps into jessica unexpectedly (bonus if it’s at a club or a bar lol)

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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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[FILL] still I fall

Characters/Ship: Aespa Winter/Karina
Tags: idolverse, predebut, shared trauma
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Characters/Ship: any
Tags: go where you want with this one, bonus points for mid-tier group

Prompt: when you know the girl group you are in is peaking and your days of glory are limited... when you're close to your groupmates but you know everything will change once you're not making money together anymore... what would you do? one would hope you enjoy the days while they last.

Characters/Ship: Mia/Sihyeon (EVERGLOW)
Tags: time loop (groundhog day), canon divergent, future fic, on tour
Permission to Remix: yes
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"If I say that there's a group called Everglow, people ask, 'is that a cafe?', 'isn't that Coldplay's song?' I just want Everglow to be a group that comes to people's minds as a first thought one day," - Mia, FOR:EVER:GLOW Documentary

"Listen, you'll think this is funny—there was this—like, weird dream I had," Sihyeon explains in the hotel bathroom while she's rubbing in product for her dry split-ends. Bangkok is more humid than any of them had expected at this time of the year. "We were home, and I was painting something in my room so stupid that it made you so mad. Serim had to leave the room because of you."

"Are you saying that I should just be blunt with your creative skills?" Mia's voice says from the room through the open door.

"Oh shut up," Sihyeon complains, though she doesn't really care.

"What did you say to me then?" Mia asks, just to humour her. Sihyeon knows by now; it's been the third time, with Mia lying on the bed, her feet still on the carpeted floor, one arm behind her head. She looks so comfortable and content that it doesn't look like she might bolt so soon.

"Nothing. You left. And then I got ready for bed," Sihyeon says.

Mia just gives her this look, her eyes still, dark, mostly unreadable. Her phone is face down on her stomach, a stark dark red shape against her white cotton t-shirt. "Well that's just anticlimactic," she replies, and pushes herself to sit up. The heat and sun in Bangkok is the one thing that brought her out to the poolside, a hint of a tan line beneath the hem of her shorts that had ridden up. It looks really good on her.

"Do you want to swim? Our stylists won't cry about your hair," Sihyeon says.

"Unnie, that sounds like a poor excuse for something that you want," Mia says. It isn't untrue, but still—there's a knock on the door, Aisha coming back after dinner out. That becomes Mia's cue to leave, each time.

Day after day, practice for the concert goes smoothly enough, like it always does. In normal circumstances, Sihyeon is supposed to feel somewhat fulfilled. Jiwon asks her if she's been keeping track of the days when Sihyeon asks them what the date is over lunch, like she hopes it'll change. She watches Mia spill sauce from her pad see ew on her white shirt, over the outline of the awful mint green bra she can see through the cotton. Knocks over her own drink, and almost screams at their manager for asking if she feels thin enough now to do pool photos for Instagram.

"I'm fine," she insists.

"Haha unnie, ouch," Yiren says timidly, not laughing at Sihyeon anymore. She attempts to yank her wrist out of Sihyeon's grip; Yiren stops trying to feel her forehead for an oncoming fever.

Sixth day, Sihyeon confines herself to her room, and pretends to be utterly, dog-gone sick—she can miss practice if it won't ever end. Repeating her days for a concert and stage that might never actually come feels familiar. She just needs to think some things through and maybe time will fix itself. Aisha comes in and out to go shopping with Serim, leaves hot water and some medication for Sihyeon on the way out. You've been reading our chat. Let me in!!, Mia texts her before she stops by in the afternoon, again. This time, she's carrying convenience store food and packaged lunch takeout.

"I had this dream I should have stopped having after debut," Mia tells her. Sihyeon can feel the dip in the bed as she speaks, the weight of Mia's body by her pillow. She smells like soap and clean sweat underneath her cropped hoodie.

"The one where you sing for zoo animals during evaluations? You've said," Sihyeon mutters underneath the cool crisp comforter; Mia peels it off her. "I want to go home," she whispers, screwing her eyes shut when they sting, only momentarily.

"You like Thailand. We can pretend this isn't only our second time here."

The first time they'd gone was last year in December, warm and reliably temperate in December. She doubts that she's ever been wrong about time and schedules but the past seven months in between Seoul and half of the globe went by unbelievably fast, smudged into a blur. Bangkok is their last stop before home.

"What if it's not the second time?"

"Go put yourself out with meds, if you're really sick," Mia sighs, shrugging off her hoodie and lying down next to her. Mia used to bristle towards her plenty years ago, before Jiwon had handed over the responsibility of leading to Sihyeon. It wasn't animosity; Sihyeon also understands better now, that hating the idea of watching oneself on reality TV for an image boost before debut didn't make you any less idealistic, and any less good at your job. They still think Mia would have done well on Produce. Sihyeon didn't know which had been more irritating: the fact that it wouldn't have mattered too much in the end for Mia if she'd gone on the show as well, or the fact that she'd turned the opportunity down.

"Come to the pool tomorrow. I'll attend practice," Sihyeon says, swallowing. The swell in her chest and throat feels weirdly illicit, close enough to the same kind of feeling that makes you want to sneak in soju into practice rooms during training back then, or break something and steal it. Not that she's ever done those things—it's Mia who has done one of the above.

Mia's hand over the back of her hip feels warm and heavy. Sihyeon rolls over onto her side to face her, lets her hand slide over the crease on Sihyeon's hip and the top of her thigh.

"I'm not really sick, physically," Sihyeon says.

"I know," Mia snorts, and the city accent slips and curls into dialect around the edges. "So what's wrong with you?"

"What if I just wanted to know what's so good about being a shut-in on tour?"

"It's fucking great."

"And here, now?"

"Unnie. Let's not do this now," Mia says quietly. She doesn't move away; she's always so much more open, easy and inviting when she's tired like this. Sihyeon feels her own chest tighten, pulse jumping.

She also sounds genuinely apologetic for the first time this afternoon, for all the versions of this afternoon. It was how she'd sounded when they'd had meeting after meeting and Mia had decided that a break was best for her after this tour. Some time home would be nice for a while, she'd said. She hadn't given management a tentative notice on how long her hiatus would be and when she'd come back. For some reason, that hurt a lot less than the present.

Sihyeon had daydreamed about some things in between the repetitive nightmare of the days looping. Asking her to promise to come back. Asking her to stay in touch if she didn't, maybe. Pressing her own mouth to Mia's neck long and hard enough to leave something there, raw and reddened. It would have no consequence.

"Just let me know what you need today. I have time," Sihyeon replies.

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a/n: fill title taken from this

Edited 2023-04-21 09:50 (UTC)

Round 2: Idolverse

summer will be over soon

[FILL] why i am not coming into work today