girlsfest | Round 1: Quotes

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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!

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RULES

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There will be 3 rounds of this fest, and 1 round will be opened each week of the fest. Rounds will be left open for fills and comments, so there is no deadline for participating.
Prompts do not have to be claimed before you write them, and they can be filled by more than one person.
Once a round is open, you can continue submitting prompts for it until the end of the fest moderation period. (Ex: On February 17 after Round 3 opens, you’re still allowed to submit prompts to Round 1 and 2.)
There is no minimum or maximum word count for fills. In the spirit of the fest, we encourage you to write shorter works, but any length is welcome and appreciated!
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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

PROMPTING

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Characters/Ship:
Tags:
Prompt:

Fill out the form with your prompt. You can also write in "Any" to give the writer freedom to choose their own. For example:

Characters/Ship: itzy ryujin/aespa ningning
Tags: sports au
Prompt:

Though, I do admit, it came on fast
Still, I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
For forever
Loathing
Truly, deeply loathing you
My whole life long

— What is this Feeling, Wicked

FILLING

To post a fill, post a comment reply to the prompt you wrote for and copy the following template in. Title your comment with [FILL] followed by the title of your ficlet.

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[FILL] when the time comes

Characters/Ship: lesserafim sakura/lee chaeyeon
Tags: post-produce48, canon compliant
Permission to Remix: Please ask
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Content of fill here...

Please provide content warnings for Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, and Underage as well as NSFW/explicit content.

Fills with NSFW/explicit content should have (NSFW) at the end of the comment title.
Example: [FILL] love hangover (NSFW)

REMIXES

You are welcome to remix fics that the original author has approved for remixing. A remix is a work directly or indirectly inspired by another work.

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i don't know anyone from lovelyz aside from mijoo, but this was so good!!

"Mijoo would stop shaving her armpits and kiss Sujeong on the mouth whenever she pleased." love this image. thanks for sharing!

not very well versed in (g)-idle but this was such a lovely read, their tension is so palpable and i love minnie's voice throughout!

They'd been the only car on the road for several kilometers now and it was easy to imagine that they were the only two people in the world, the lone survivors of something. They'd be aimless, phoneless, repsonsibilityless. No longer bound by social norms. Mijoo would stop shaving her armpits and kiss Sujeong on the mouth whenever she pleased.

Out of the corner of her eye, Mijoo saw Sujeong lean against the window, face toward the scenery outside. She wished Sujeong would look at her. She craved it, delusionally, like craving the summer sun in the middle of winter.

all of this is stunning but these parts especially stuck out to me. absolutely beautiful work. (glad the quote inspired you AND reminded you of past work!!! had to pull out some krystal (+ MHJ) nonsense for this event lol)

Characters/Ship: karina/winter
Tags: jennifer's body AU if you want
Prompt:

Fashion
struggles the farther it moves from shapes, the more it curls
around a bowl of curling. The spinning
plastic woman operates with springs
inside a music box. She will tell you I made this bespoke
but I made this from what they tried to feed me. I made this
From the cloth of another garment’s cloth.
I made angel bodies out of porn.
There are no meals made of light but you can also
make the idea of energy and eat it, you can
plug your mouth with a light bulb and set your head
aswitch, you can turn on their idea of beauty.

— electroshock, candice wuehle

Characters/Ship: any
Tags: morning after, guilt, haunting
Prompt:

how heavy-shouldered I pick my way
through a night of empty forecourts,
back to the etceteras of passion:

the obligatory pathos of discarded shoes,
the glass of water juddering by the bed,
the face my heavenly eyes avoid.

— hieroglyphs, tim kendall

this was so interesting!!! "Of course it had to be her, she agrees, because who else would do a job like pruning the edges of the industry when people get too loud?" damn

Characters/Ship: WJSN Dawon/Eunseo
Tags: non idol au, exes
Permission to Remix: Yes
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They still share a birthday.

That's its own cruelty, isn't it? That Juyeon has had to spend two years without Dawon, but when it’s time to blow out the candles—when her friends throw her parties and celebrate her—the first thought in her mind is, Dawon was born on this day, too.

Is Dawon blowing out her own candles, in her own party, on her own cake? Does she still close her eyes and raise a hand over her face in protest of the photos, only to take someone aside and pose under the best light in the room?

That someone used to be Juyeon. Juyeon, who had years of experience to learn Dawon’s preferred angles, even though in her opinion the best ones were all of them.

Still, she knew exactly how to tilt her phone and hunch her back so that Dawon would get that pleased little smile when Juyeon went over to show her the picture on the screen. If she was lucky, Dawon would request that she text it over, and would post it later on her Instagram with a heart for a caption.

If Juyeon was really, really lucky, she would get a kiss on the cheek as thanks. It rarely happened in the presence of other people, but Juyeon didn’t mind. She always got a kiss when they were alone, anyway—on the cheek, and on the mouth, and on other secret places that made her blush just to think about.

Juyeon has Dawon's Instagram handle memorized—the new one she got after she was hacked, five months after Juyeon left her and she left Juyeon—and she doesn’t feel any shame as she types it into the search bar and watches the familiar page load up. It’s the same as it has been for the past year: tight pants and yoga mats interspersed with tasteful montages of her delicate hand next to a handsome man’s.

There’s a new post, from two minutes ago. Dawon is looking up at the camera, a perfectly decorated cake in front of her. The caption is some bullshit about inner peace and loving herself and being thankful for all she has, and at the end, a single emoji heart.

Did she kiss him on the cheek, too?

Or does she still flinch when he gets too clingy in public? When he walks too close? Does she make him feel like shit for loving her in his own way, does she make him feel insane for thinking that something’s wrong because she never fucking tells him?

Dawon looks nothing less than perfect, staring back at her with a serene smile. Juyeon likes the photo and shuts off her phone.

Does Dawon still remember that today is Juyeon’s birthday, too?

Edited 2025-02-09 17:34 (UTC)

thank you so much! this one was a lot of fun!

Characters/Ship: loona
Tags: idolverse or au, friends to lovers, clinginess, promises
Prompt:

Be my woman, woman
Won't you see me in the dark?

I may be worthless without you
I'll never decide to replace you
Amen, the worst is behind us now

- Woman Woman by AWOLNATION

Characters/Ship: any
Tags:
Prompt:

My heart has made its mind up
And I'm afraid it's you.

Wendy Cope, Valentine

Characters/Ship: any
Tags:
Prompt:

An orange upon the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Freshness of the night
Warmth of my life

Jacques Prevert, Alicante

Characters/Ship: any
Tags: (just suggestions!) repression, not actually unrequited, intra-group relationship
Prompt:

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

Characters/Ship: any
Tags:
Prompt:

"which woman did you confuse me with" - Hyeju

Characters/Ship: any
Tags: any
Prompt:

"You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit."
- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Characters/Ship: Huh Yunjin/Nakamura Kazuha
Tags: friends with benefits, morning after, unrequited love, guilt, haunting, dysfunctional relationships
Permission to Remix: Yes
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She should leave, that she is aware of if nothing else, but she feels mellow in Yunjin’s embrace. Cared for, however, that is a forbidden thought she defies gravity to push away as she feels it coming. A quilt barely covers Kazuha’s naked body, but she is numb to cold when the warm front of Yunjin’s body is pressed to her back.

Life passes through a window cracked open, but stillness remains under the cotton, like a trapped breath in the throat. Kazuha is sore, she is exhausted, and she should leave before Yunjin wakes up, but. She is selfish, she is exhausted, and she is in love with Yunjin.

Cruel pleasure spears her rib cage, and her tender heart pulses weakly, as she twists in Yunjin’s hold. She touches Yunjin’s face gently, tracing the slope of her prominent nose with her pinky until she feels the soft skin of her Cupid’s bow under her fingertip. She runs her hand through Yunjin’s orange hair. The dye, once atrociously vibrant, is fading, and what Kazuha is doing is stupid.

Yunjin’s text message was short. Come over. A telltale of Yunjin’s intentions. And, Kazuha had entertained the idea of denying for a beat, before she typed her reply. Be right there. “Hey, uh, I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she’d said to a colleague, who frowned at her, questioning worriedly. “Is everything okay?” Kazuha nodded, of course it was. “Rain check for dinner?” Absolutely. She’d turned on her heel and left in the direction of Yunjin’s loft.

With the pad of her thumb, Kazuha traces a blooming, purple mark on Yunjin’s collarbone. She runs her tongue over her gums, her teeth aching with memory, and then she lets her hand descend Yunjin’s body. She is always warm, and soft, under Kazuha’s grabby hands.

And, as she passes the valley between her breasts, marred with love bites, Yunjin stirs awake. Kazuha halts her gentle ministrations, pulling her hand away as though Yunjin’s body heat burned her. She is always so selfish with her.

“Zuha?” Yunjin croaks quietly. Kazuha is buttoning up her slacks when she squints her eyes open.

“Go back to sleep, unnie.” Kazuha mutters as she searches for her shirt. She flips through a pile of Yunjin’s clothes, strewn haphazardly over the back of her chair and the vanity mirror, and she doesn’t dare glance in the way of the bed.

Yunjin groans, and Kazuha turns her head, a fool. Yunjin’s back arches off the mattress as she stretches before sitting up. The quilt falls to her hips and exposes her bare torso to Kazuha’s keen eyes. She should’ve left, she is aware of that if nothing else.

“What time is it?” Yunjin yawns.

Kazuha finds her shirt under the bed. “I don’t know, I just woke up.”

“Won’t you stay?”

Kazuha shakes her head, buttoning up her top. “Can’t, ‘m busy.”

Yunjin sighs. “Work won’t run away from you, Kazuha. It’ll be there after breakfast, I promise.” Kazuha looks away as she springs out of bed, but Yunjin is as cruel as the pleasure she gives. She stands in front of Kazuha, and she smiles. Naked, beautiful, and marked. “Come on.” Yunjin tugs at the hem of Kazuha’s shirt. “Unnie’s treat.”

Kazuha pries Yunjin’s fingers away from her, and she shakes her head. “I don’t want breakfast.”

Yunjin narrows her puffy eyes and frowns. “Why not?”

“Breakfast isn’t in our agreement,” Kazuha says.

Yunjin crosses her arms over her bare chest. “It’s just breakfast, Kazuha. I’m not asking you to—.”

“What?” Kazuha mirrors Yunjin's defensive stance. “What aren’t you asking of me, unnie?”

“I can’t do this, Kazuha.” Yunjin shakes her head, and she steps away from Kazuha. She should leave now, should storm out as though she were a scorned lover, but stupidly, Kazuha stays rooted to her spot, fists clenched tightly at her sides.

“Has it occurred to you that I can’t do this?”

Yunjin scoffs under the t-shirt she is putting on. “A fucking pastry, Kazuha, that’s what I asked for,” she sneers when she pushes her head out. Yunjin is a whirlwind of movement as she dresses, life passing through a window cracked open, but Kazuha remains still, like a trapped breath in the throat. “You can leave, since you’re busy.”

“Alright.” She exhales.

Kazuha rushes down the steps as Yunjin falls back onto her bed. She is always so selfish with her. Kazuha sniffles, her eyes sting with hot, unshed tears, but she won’t let herself cry. She grabs her purse, slips on her heels, and slings her coat over her arm, leaving Yunjin’s loft with a resounding slam of the door.

She feels a dull ache in her lower back and, when she runs her hand through her hair, her fingers tangle in the nest of her curls. Passersby eye her weirdly when she steps out of the building, and she gathers she must make quite a vision. She hadn’t looked at herself in the mirror since yesterday afternoon.

Kazuha understands why it’s called the walk of shame. She trembles from the aftershocks of last night, and of their argument. She is completely strung out. She feels the ghosts of Yunjin’s hands, Yunjin’s lips, Yunjin’s body on her. She surrounds her. Kazuha smells the remnants of Yunjin’s perfume, vanilla and musk, in her nostrils when she breathes. Yunjin’s soft skin pervades on her tongue.

Because, Yunjin has always been so selfish with Kazuha.

Her phone vibrates with a new text message in her coat pocket. For a moment, Kazuha believes she should continue in her path, the apartment building is already behind her, the meld of vanilla and musk is fading, like atrociously vibrant orange, and she is exhausted.

But, Kazuha is in love with Yunjin.

Come back.

Characters/Ship: Any
Tags: inventing reasons to spend time together with some plausible deniability
Prompt:

Let me ask you two something. Let me be, like, the 50th person at this school to ask: What is this, huh? What is this creepy business?

What?

I think you two like to partner up on cutesy capers so you can hold hands in the dark and address your urges in semi-acceptable scenarios.

Whoa, not cool!

You not cool! You unprofessional!

-- Community 5x03

Edited (formatting ) 2025-02-11 01:41 (UTC)

Characters/Ship: Any
Tags: best friends to enemies, if you haven't watched this movie you absolutely need to
Prompt:

Do you think the people around you all loved you? Your lover, your mom, Jin-woo... do you think any of them truly loved you?! You have no one except me! No one in this world ever loved you except me!

You're right. Without you, I'm nothing... How did we end up like this?

-- Soulmate (2023)

op... this... [eats my own fist] is FANTASTIC. i could really feel the tension in the beginning and was kicking my feet in the air by the end, and minnie getting affected by that little comment with just 14 likes? PERFECTION. tysm for sharing this i love themmmm

Characters/Ship: Chuu/Yves (past), Chuu & Yves
Tags: canon compliant, videocalling, past relationship, lovers to friends, not sure about this h/c attempt but hi
Permission to Remix: Yes
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It’s late in the United States, but early in South Korea, and everything finally feels like it’s not spinning out on an icy road, like the world is no longer going to fall down on top of Sooyoung’s head and crush her skull into putty. All because of Ibuprofen and beautiful, healing words from the girl on her phone.

Ha Sooyoung was not supposed to have a solo career. Okay – as a backup dancer, maybe, but as a singer? An idol? That was never in the cards.

And yet here she is: two EPs released under just Yves, North American leg of a world tour, standing on stages alone (aside from her lovely dance crew!) night after night. Magazines write about her and fans scream her name – like before, only flipped upside down and inside out. Here she is on the other side, all the good and all the bad and all the unknowns sitting squarely on her shoulders.

“My Sooyoungie-unnie,” Jiwoo chirps softly. Her hair is draped over the creases in her pillowcase and her face is still puffy with sleep. The low, natural light of her room is washing her out on Sooyoung’s screen. She’s everything that Sooyoung did nothing to deserve. “I love you very much.”

That’s a plain statement of fact. Not a lot of people try to bring Sooyoung back to herself like this. Not a lot of people can, even if they do try. Sooyoung gulps and wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. “Thank you…”

“Oh? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s, just…I think I can do only this – only be who I am – because of your love. All of your love.” At this point, the whole general public agrees that Kim Jiwoo is sunshine. Even in her moments of darkness, which Sooyoung had glimpsed, she still had a bounce, a lightness to her. And it had been Sooyoung who was lucky enough to bask in it.

Who else could have loved her on a music video set making a little bit of their story big, in the isolation of the mysterious last subunit, throughout their fanservice matrimony?

Who else could still believe in her just as fervently after puppy-love had come and gone?

A cute sound between a sigh and a laugh, so synonymous with an old idea of home that Sooyoung’s chest breaks open a little and spills onto the overly soft hotel pillow she’s clinging to, and then Jiwoo is saying, “You know I had no choice in that – but, hey, it’s good. We’ve always been good. I’m happy.” She pauses. “I’d do it all again, even.” Sooyoung’s lips lift at the corners, a smile of unbelief. Jiwoo reads it immediately and puts on a little scowl. “Seriously, I mean it. I would.”

Sooyoung wishes she could return the sentiment, but she recoils at the thought of time travel. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she says, because that’s the truth. Jiwoo’s eyes shine at her like precious jewels until she looks away. Jiwoo’s head turns to the side, her phone still held up above her dutifully as she murmurs unnieeee like a crumpled white flag. Sooyoung’s cheeks are wet all over again.

They only stop making each other cry because Jiwoo has to wash up before going into the studio later and Sooyoung needs to sleep before catching her next flight.

Characters/Ship: any but if i had to choose— TWICE sana/jihyo, Red Velvet wendy/joy, or Dreamcatcher siyeon/handong
Tags: celebrity/model au, i can fix her (or not. maybe make her worse by leaving)
Prompt:

But your love is not enough
She craves a different type of lust that comes with flashing lights
And when that's not enough
She'll see her empty heart, that's dark in broad daylight
See the broken little mirror in her e-eyes
Slowly drawing you into it

Elline - Smoke and Mirrors

this was impossibly sweet. tenderness seeps through the text and it wrapped me in a warm cocoon while i was reading.

"A cute sound between a sigh and a laugh, so synonymous with an old idea of home that Sooyoung’s chest breaks open a little and spills onto the overly soft hotel pillow she’s clinging to [...]" this part, in particular, melted me to the ground. beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!

this is so tender and sweet and also i'm in love with the term fanservice matrimony lol

Who else could still believe in her just as fervently after puppy-love had come and gone?

this is soo quiet and sweet and hopeful and heartfelt TT thanks for writing!!

also i just wanted to ask -- would you like to title the fill or keep it untitled?

god damn. your prose is incredibly vivid and flows so beautifully. the heartache in this is palpable. fantastic work!

Characters/Ship: any
Tags: repressed, kept back (by who?)
Prompt:

If I must say it, I'll say it like emergency exit, like
dismemberment. Yes, I love the girl. I love her like
glowing in the dark. I love her like animal. I love
her like shotgun to my chest, already on the way
to unknowing. Yes, I love the girl. I love her terrified
& wondrous, creature hiding from its own fury. I
love the girl with your finger on the trigger & your
eyes, your eyes, nothing in the universe gentler
than this. What are you waiting for? There is no
more to give. I love the girl. Can I not have this soft
thing, too?

— trigger, topaz winters

Edited 2025-02-07 19:59 (UTC)

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Round 1: Quotes

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[FILL] yourself to me, baby

we're friends!

see how you're being calculative?

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