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girlsfest2025-02-03 05:59 pm
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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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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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
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Characters/Ship: lesserafim sakura/lee chaeyeon
Tags: post-produce48, canon compliant
Permission to Remix: Please ask
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[FILL] ...era la tuya
Characters/Ship: lily morrow/oh haewon
Tags: morning after, songwriting, mature themes
Permission to Remix: yes
(superlove; AO3 collection post later)
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Lily watches as Haewon's fingers gently trace the notes on the page, the messily drawn out music that took shape over the course of the night, letters and lyrics and notation jumbled together in haphazard handwriting on shaky lines. Her eyes slide up, trace the way Haewon's thick hair falls down her back, notices the light wave it has to it. She wants to part it with her fingers once more, wants to push the pieces that fall in her face behind her ear and look into her eyes and feel as if she's falling off that same precipice again, just as she did the night before.
Haewon meets her eyes and softly, awkwardly smiles something pained. There's a distance to it that makes Lily look away, a level of discomfort, unfamiliarity. She averts her eyes, instinctively looks down and back to Haewon's fingers atop the notes on the page, then looks away further, looks down into her own lap.
This morning she's found herself covered by bedding and the night prior's slapdash effort at quickly covering up, a pair of underwear and a tank top hastily put on through shaky limbs and a jittery mind; nothing comforting to be found in the afterglow, no sense of clarity. Nothing but shame and awkwardness, having fumbled in the dark seeking something more this time than either of them have wanted in any other night like it and finding only fear.
The guitar from the night before sits against the wall opposite the bed, abandoned and likely cold to the touch from the window Haewon had cracked open before she fell into bed with her back to Lily, and Lily turned over in the wordless exchange. It's springtime, now, and over their heads looms a comeback, after the steep curve to their last and the steep fall into oblique disinterest from fans and critics alike. Everyone's a critic, Lily had overheard Jiwoo remarking, days after the initial charting of See that, and Lily had to agree, because what else was she to think? It had been a disappointment for all of them, and thinking any further about it, about all of the work they had put into the choreography and collective performance, hurt far too much.
They were urged by their management to raise their quality of performance, to justify their existence after the laughable failure of their debut, and Jini's disappointed departure, having made it clear she wanted more than what they could deliver collectively with what they were given, and three years into their lifetime as a collective, three years into true idol life, Lily has found little in it to celebrate, little but the careful regard they have cultivated for their level of presence on the stage. It's something Lily has grown numb to over the years; praised for nothing more than her voice, all that people want from her, all there is to her.
Lily leans back on the bed, feels her shoulders sink into the mattress as she stares up at the ceiling. She knows Haewon is looking at her, feels something more, wants something more from Lily, wants to do something more than the songs they write together. She thinks something unwanted, something about Haewon's fingers calloused from plucked strings and a hum from the same throat that Lily pressed her lips to the second Haewon put down the guitar. Haewon, sitting there just as under-dressed as she is, a delicate and wrinkled nightgown thrown over her, the same one Lily pushed up to feel and explore Haewon once they were back on the bed, the same one Lily can't bear to look at now that the shame is too strong.
So much effort, for the last comeback, and more effort they put in for the one forthcoming. Their first songwriting credits, both of their names on the track listing, soon to be shared to fans, soon to be celebrated by fans the likes of which have followed the both of them since Survivor, since the day they both shared the set and poured their voices into microphones until their managers were sated; until their growing, soon-to-be disappointed fans in the build-up to their exceedingly disappointing debut, found a dynamic in the two of them spotlighted in black and white that they couldn't put away and forget, because how alike were they then, are they now that they fully share the stage?
Lily is no fool; she sees the way these fans speculate on their live streams, can read the words that float and fade out on the screen faster than her group-mates can piece together their meaning. Lily is no fool, sure, but perhaps the true tragedy of her lies in how right these fans are, unbeknownst to them, in how well she and Haewon do fall together, in song and sex alike.
She traces shapes in the popcorn ceiling of her dorm room until she hears Haewon's voice crack through the silence, until she sits up, turns her head to her blankly.
Haewon looks at her fondly, too fondly, too much in her heart for someone as insatiable as Lily. Too much given to her and it's never enough because Lily never knows what to make of the pieces when she puts them together and finds what she wants to see but what neither of them can stomach. Despite it all, despite her faults, Haewon looks to her too fondly, too kindly, and smiles something gentle.
Lily watches the way Haewon slides off the bed, the way her nightgown drags with the movement and the way her layered, tangled hair moves as she tilts her head down and picks up the guitar by the neck. Lily watches the way Haewon sits cross-legged on the bed, puts her fingers to the strings, and Lily doesn't respond to the way her eyes squint and her nose scrunches as she reads the chords, and Lily doesn't respond when Haewon presses on the fingerboard and pushes the sheet of music to Lily and waits.
Lily doesn't need to look at the page, doesn't need to turn it around; she's never needed much of a guideline to these things. Even all those nights ago, when this began, guitar in hand and delicate fingers lightly touching one another until that turned into something more, Lily found herself to be a quick learner, a quick study as Haewon pressed calloused fingers to her the same practiced way she pressed them to the guitar. It didn't take long for Lily to learn to return the favor, and it didn't take long for Lily to take over, to take the lead and show Haewon what she learned.
Lily doesn't look at the page, doesn't look to Haewon, because she's a quick learner and already knows the lines to the half-written song, already knows the lines of Haewon she'd trace with her eyes if she were to look up.
Quietly, she inhales and exhales shakily.
"Let's practice again," Haewon says, then, and Lily only nods as she presses a hand to her chest and lets song fall out.
Re: [FILL] ...era la tuya
everything about this fic is soooo tender and so them I love this so much. thank you so much for this fic, it was such a lovely read!!!
Re: [FILL] ...era la tuya