girlsfest | Round 2: Visual

Prompts should be based on a visual medium that isn't text. For example, it could be a moment between the idols that you want to be expanded, it could be a scenario with other people, or a moodboard of aesthetics you'd like to match the fic.

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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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Characters/Ship: aespa karina/winter
Tags: racer minjeong & wag jimin

Prompt:
Minjeong tries (and fails) to impress Jimin on the track.

source

Characters/Ship: any
Tags: crushing on your straight roommate

Prompt:
guess mv - charli xcx ft billie eilish

FILLING

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[FILL] cult classic

Characters/Ship: kiss of life julie/natty
Tags: rookie idol natty accidentally runs into her fansite
Permission to Remix: Please ask
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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Characters/Ship: ILLIT Minju/Yunah
Tags: university au, exhibitionism, nipple play + fingering through underwear
Permission to Remix: Yes

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Minju slips a hand beneath the hem of Yunah’s shirt. Gently rakes her nails over the bare skin of her stomach. It’s a quick touch, light, but it’s enough to make Yunah’s pulse quicken. Minju knows this from experience, from the times she has fitted her mouth to Yunah’s neck while doing the same type of action. She knows, based on how Yunah’s breath catches.

The hand is removed as fast as it appeared. Yunah dares to dart a look back at her, wide-eyed but not truly hesitant.

Yunah is bad at acting unaffected, emotive to a fault. It’s cute. There is also this contradiction between her behaviour when she’s flustered and her otherwise easy confidence and certainty with which she does things herself that Minju can’t resist on occasion. Minju hadn’t thought of herself as someone able to pull it out of the other girl until recently, but Yunah was much more receptive to someone else taking charge than it might seem at first.

Truthfully no one would think Minju this bold. It is true that she is shy, an introvert to the bone. Awkward around most people, careful and timid in how she engages with others. But the thing is that she knows Yunah and even the shyest of introverts will be emboldened when in the company of people they know well.

So, Minju is not really the type of girl to be this daring. Yunah always brings out the worst in her.

They’re more alike than she had ever wanted to admit — she had denied and been perturbed by this truth when first confronted with it, even if it soon was followed by acquiescence, the words of agreement pulled out of her during a game of truth and dare while their friends had laughed. Minju had sat with her eyes downcast as she mulled it over after.

People could perhaps imagine Yunah doing something like this. Minju is a good girl, not one to be naughty. Not like the loud and playfully flirty, cool Noh Yunah.

Minju’s hand traverses the space between them again. The top button of Yunah’s shirt hadn’t been buttoned in the first place, and it’s fast work to get the next two, three unbuttoned too, until it falls open slightly.

A light gasp escapes Minju’s lips. Yunah isn’t wearing a bra, not even a bralette. Naughty.

“Minju-yah,” Yunah starts saying, her voice kept even though her pupils tremble as she tries to make eye contact with Minju. Her cheeks are pink.

She shushes Yunah, casting a glance over her shoulder. The campus library is never full at these hours, and they’ve found a quiet spot where they’re less likely to be disturbed and the sight of them is mostly blocked by the tall bookshelves.

While Yunah enjoys being the centre of attention, it’s probably not still true in a case like this. Or maybe it is. That’s part of the thrill of it, is it not? To be seen.

Minju doesn’t care to find out what it’d actually be like to be found out though: the risk and the idea of it is the cause for the rush she feels.

“You can say no,” Minju whispers. Yunah doesn’t.

Yunah’s nipple is hard beneath her fingers, pebbled from the cold air or from the arousal coursing through her body from the stimulation of Minju playing with it. Pinching lightly, then alternating to tracing with the pads of her fingertips, the edges of her nails.

Minju moves closer, trying her best to ignore the screeching sound of her chair. She rests her head on Yunah’s shoulder, she fits so well there.

It hides what she’s doing even more, lets her cup Yunah’s small breast at a better angle and squeeze it gently. Yunah moves her legs, presses her thighs together tighter. The seam of her pants is the most pressure she can get without reaching down to touch herself.

Her cheeks are flushed, the flush steadily creeping down her neck. Moments pass and Yunah keeps shifting in her seat, a subtle clenching of her thighs as she rocks in tiny motions. Chasing after a high, a rush, that’s still far away.

“Do you want to come?” Minju asks. Because she doesn’t trust Yunah to not be loud, she adds, “Nod, or shake your head.”

“I don’t know,” Yunah says instead, her voice so low that Minju has to strain to hear it even when she is so close. Minju feels proud of her. Rewards her with a little tug on her nipple. Yunah’s hips buck.

“Do you want me to stop?” Minju reframes the question.

Yunah is fast to shake her head now.

So, Minju sneaks her other arm around her waist, reaching around her body to unfasten her belt and tug down the zipper. Yunah’s breath hitches and she’s biting down on her lip as Minju slides her hand into her pants.

She keeps her hand over Yunah’s underwear for now, feels how damp the fabric is with her arousal. Wet and sticky. Her clit throbs at the touch when Minju pushes the fabric between her folds to get to it, and Minju has to clench her own thighs together for a moment. Her skirt does nothing to help relieve her, nothing to grind at.

Minju takes her other hand out of Yunah’s shirt, the angle of her arm tiring, and to make it less inconspicuous with how tightly they’re embracing. Now they’re just two close friends, tired from studying.

They’re both trying to remain quiet, their breathing growing heavier. If they weren’t, Minju might point out how much Yunah seemed to like this. She presses a small kiss to the long column of Yunah’s neck instead, her lips hidden behind the curtain of their long dark hair.

Yunah sighs, parts her legs. Gives her easier access.

It’s a tight fit, still, and Minju dips lower to press down where the heart of the damp spot is, right at Yunah’s leaking core.

Like this, Minju can put pressure on her clit with the length of her fingers and touch where her hole is, not quite pressing the fabric into it but still curling like she’s fucking her to tease at her opening. It’s good to have the extra layer between them and not have to worry about her nails scratching sensitive skin in a way that is decidedly not fun. The motions are repetitive, a slow grind and occasional curl — Yunah strains to meet it on occasion, pushing up against Minju’s fingers before she surrenders to the pace Minju has set.

Yunah rests her head on top of Minju’s, eyes screwed shut. It takes less time for her to come than Minju had thought it would.

Edited 2025-02-15 21:50 (UTC)

Round 2: Visual

[FILL] make my heart quake (NSFW)