Bonus Round 4: Quotes

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A shipping olympics favorite, this round uses quotes of all sorts to fuel your creative endeavors.


This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on July 21 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

RULES

• Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a quote attributed to a specific person or character, along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
  • Example: "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." - M. Gandhi
  • The quote can come from anywhere. Famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, your neighbor, etc.
  • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Makoto & Rin). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Makoto/Rin). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
• Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your quote-inspired fanwork.
• Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.

FORMAT

Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.

Required Work Minimums:

• 400 words (prose)
• 400px by 400px (art)
• 14 lines (poetry)

There is no max work cap.

Format your comment in one of the following ways:

If PROMPTING:	If FILLING:	If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Below that, place applicable major content tags (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none") Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of the fill in your comment. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of your work in your comment. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.

SCORING

These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!

For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)

For fills:

First 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points each

All scored content must be created new for this round.

Etc.

If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

Comments

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, T

[kiyala]

death imagery
word count: 415

Our love is a dead thing, Keiji whispers and his voice is the wind that blows through an abandoned house, the kind that pushes against rotting wood, making it creak like an old life that is slowly but surely crumbling to dust.

Their love is a dead thing, but that doesn't mean that it's gone. It's a corpse stripped bare by time and the passing seasons, leaving hollow bones behind. The weathered ivory curve of a rib cage and the deep green of a vine that twists around it; the dark flecks of dirt and the bright flowers that grow from it.

Our love is a dead thing, Koutarou agrees, and he's the heavy silence that weighs down after the end; the gravity that everything succumbs to, given enough time. Eventually, even skeletons crumble. The flowers that grow inside them will wilt. But just because something is dead, that doesn't have to mean that it isn't beautiful.

Their love is the stagnant air in an empty space, silent, heavy, unmoving except for the wind, when it deigns to come by. Their love is the moment that all breaths cease, the stillness of lips that will never move again, not against themselves, not against another's. Their love is the silence that rings out loudly after the final beat of a pulse.

Still, Keiji muses, with a sigh so full of longing that it could crush a beating heart to nothing more than shredded muscle and blood. I would take this love, over any other.

Koutarou's chuckles reverberate through the air, like a phantom heartbeat, like the echo of a memory, loud at first and then softer, softer, until it fades into nothing at all. Everything fades, everything will, and Keiji has learned to stop fearing that, has learned to not to dig his heels in and resist a beginning and middle just because there will be an end. Koutarou has stopped seeing an ending as some kind of failure, and has begun to see it as part of a natural progression.

Besides, they reason, to themselves and to each other, things don't always need to have one ending. Sometimes, an ending isn't an ending but a continuation into something else, something different. A body; a skeleton; a garden; a pile of dust. One thing turns into another, in the never ending passage of time. It isn't always entirely gone.

Their love is a dead thing, but sometimes, even that can make them feel like they're alive.