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Bonus Round 1: Quotes
Bonus Round 1: Quotes
SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
PLAY BALL! For this round, we'd like you to take inspiration from songs, sayings, poems, and other kinds of famous words.
Because this is our first full round, please read this post carefully before proceeding!
This round ends at 7PM on June 13 EDT. Countdown Timer.
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: "Hi-ho, Kermit the Frog here!" -Kermit the Frog
- 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., Yachi & Kiyoko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Yachi/Kiyoko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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!
FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, T
Word Count: 884
I'm not sure this is what you wanted but I'm being equally self-indulgent right back because all I ever want is to write dancing.
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Umi stands in one of the many doorways to the reception hall, staring out across the sea of tables draped in white cloth toward the stage at the other end of the room. The overhead lights are off and everything before Umi appears muted in the low gray light blanketing the empty room. Everything save the polished wood of the stage, where warm, orange afternoon sunlight is slanting in through the windows and falling across it.
There comes the crackle of feedback static, and the opening bars of a slow, instrumental song drift out across the empty air.
Umi's feet move without her bidding them, and before she's taken more than three steps into the room, she catches sight of movement to one side of the stage. A blonde head pops up from where it's bent over sound equipment, and Umi's lips twitch like she's wanting to smile.
"Eli?" she calls out, crossing between the tables until she comes to stand in front of the stage. "What are you doing here already?"
"I could ask the same of you," Eli says, straightening her shoulders and stepping away from the sound board.
Umi shrugs sheepishly and starts to bow her head, not having a good answer for why she's early to the event. They'd all worked together to get ready, sealing and mailing invitations, arranging refreshments, putting together decorations for the reception. It's work they should have delegated, but... They're all so used to working together, to doing shows where nothing was handed to them and where if they didn't make all the arrangements, no one else would.
Umi had wanted to see the results of their hard work, before all the guests arrived, that was all.
"It isn't important," she says at length, tilting her chin back up. "You always work so hard for all of us, don't you? Harder than you have to."
Eli's mouth twists, like she's holding something back. She sighs, and says, "I do what I have to. If it's for everyone's sake, it's never too much."
Between them, the sound of the music builds as the composition rises toward its crescendo, transitioning from the slow build of the invitation to dance into the quicker rhythm of the piece's body, so that Umi's mind fills with visions of full-skirted evening gowns swirling in time with the pace. She hums to herself, and holds out her hand.
"If we're both here already," she says, "there is no reason we can't take a little time to relax. Would you maybe... Care to dance with me?"
Eli is standing on the stage and Umi on the floor, so that when Eli takes another couple of steps forward she seems to loom over Umi from her much higher vantage point. But Umi stands her ground, chin raised and hand outstretched, silently pushing the invitation for Eli to just... Let loose for a minute, and do something fun with her.
A moment stretches between them and then Eli bends down, swinging her legs over the edge of the stage.
"I did put the music on," she says, as she drops gracefully to the floor. She smooths her hands down the front of her skirt, and smiles at Umi. "I suppose it would be a shame, not to take advantage of that."
Her hand is soft, when she places it in Umi's, and Umi is very careful not to think as she grasps Eli's fingers and pulls her in. Her other hand goes to Eli's side and slides up to tuck underneath her arm, as a dull part of her mind murmurs don't think, don't think and she doesn't contest it, accepts it when Eli's free hand comes to settle against her upper arm.
Eli is the classically-trained dancer, and Umi's heart is in her throat at the very idea of taking the lead.
But the music rises again in melodic splendor, and as Umi takes a step forward with palm pressed to Eli's palm, Eli falls a step back in perfect coordination. She moves where Umi directs her, forward with only the lightest of presses against her shoulderblade, back at the merest of nudges from Umi's hip. The circle they travel is a tight one, swooping around and around in the narrow space between the tables and the stage, increasing their pace a hair at a time even while sticking to the familiar rhythm – quick, quick, slow; quick, quick, slow.
Umi is laughing without thinking, staring into Eli's face as it flushes with exertion and as a smile blooms across her lips, both of them caught up in the rhythm of the song and the energy of dancing.
At last, the music slows again, and they both gradually drift to a halt.
They stand together, breathless and bright-eyed and listening to the last trailing bars of the song, hands still clasped and bodies held close together. Slowly their held arms drop to their sides, but the smiles don't entirely drop from their faces. They only soften, and Umi's heart stutters in her chest to see Eli looking so gentle and fond, and while looking at her.
"See," Umi breathes out. "Now you're loosened up for the reception."
"Hmm," Eli murmurs back. "I suppose I am, and it's you I have to thank for that."
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