Bonus Round 4: Quotes

[referees]

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

PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Tachibana Aya

[luckycricket33]

Ayase Eli/Sonoda Umi

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity
He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare:
At whatever time the deed took place - MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!

-Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Yachi Hitoka/Yamaguchi Tadashi, HQ, no tags

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." - Lao Tzu

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G

[kiyala]

no tags
word count: 414

He loves Hitoka the way he loves the fall of sakura petals in April, carried off the branches by the wind. She's just as pretty and starts a similar ache in his chest, filling him with so much fondness and longing that he can't help but choke on it, can't help the way that it comes spilling out of him in every glance, every smile, every word that he says to her.

It's okay, though, because he knows that she loves him just as much in return. She loves him the way she loves the night sky, when there isn't a single cloud in sight and the milky way spreads itself out over her head like a sparkling river that she can immerse herself into, the same way she does with all the things she loves the most.

Tadashi is used to this feeling, now. It no longer feels like some big, intimidating truth that takes up residence at the back of his mind, shifting and making itself known every time he think that it's settled. It's been long enough now that it's turned into something warm and comforting that lives in his chest, and it flutters a little whenever Hitoka looks at him, but that's not an unpleasant feeling at all.

He feels it when they're at practice and she does what she can to help the team. She's settled into her role as manager too, the same way that he's settled into his role as the team's captain. They've both grown a lot and he knows that it's because they've had each other's support all this time, encouraging each other, taking comfort in each other.

Hitoka is the quiet, steady strength that straightens Tadashi's spine before a match. She inspires him, she encourages him, and as amazing as that is in itself, it's made even better by the fact that he knows that he does the same to her. They're two anxious hearts beating together, taking comfort in each other, learning how to beat louder and stronger with each other.

It might not always work, but that's alright too. Sometimes, their comfort is taken in the form of sweating hands clasping each other tightly, knuckles turning white. Sometimes, the nerves can't be dispelled so much as being traded back and forth, but Tadashi knows there's nothing wrong with that, either. They'll get there, they'll learn to be even braver than they are now.

The most important thing is, they'll do it together.

PROMPT: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Narumiya Mei

[apareciums]

Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya, Daiya no A
no tags

"This is why people touch. Sometimes words are just not enough."
- Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything

Re: PROMPT: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Narumiya Mei

[kitaiichis]

I'M NOT FINE WITH THIS!!!!

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mother_herbivore]

Makishima Yusuke/Kinjou Shingo, yowapeda
no tags

I will shout from the mountain top
Our hearts belong near.
And we've traveled land and sea,
Our beacon the love we keep,
But when we unite,
This will all have been our dream.
--"Standing By" by Pentatonix

PROMPT: Team Furuya Satoru/Sawamura Eijun

[clefairy]

Kageyama Tobio /& Hinata Shouyou, Haikyuu!!
no tags

"Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite…Soon, maybe."
- Joan Bauer

FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, Rated G

[iwaizumemes]

no tags

poem, 25 lines

When the words break
down, they seem to say I'm
almost
ready. I can't be sure, because
I cannot read them, just watch
as the syllables drip
from the tips of your hair, roll
down the back of your neck.

You say we're invincible, but
it still feels like
almost--
and you're already there.

There's a truth to be found, somewhere
within words too large
for me to understand. But if you
show me, teach me with
the curve of your hands around
the sides of my neck and
the way you squint up at me like
you're looking at the sun, I
think I could learn,

perhaps,

almost there can be close enough.

Because I know I'd settle for half-truths and half-
measures, if the settlement was you.

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Ushijima Wakatoshi/Oikawa Tooru HQ, no tags

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."- William Shakespeare

FILL: Team Aldini Takumi/Yukihira Souma,T

[nyatsuuuu]

nudity, kissing?
I could have probably did interpreted this wrongly

PROMPT: Team Azumane Asahi/Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[putsch]

asahi/daichi/kiyoko/sugawara; haikyuu

You come as fragile, soft machines
And you're bound to fast, you're bound to grieve
But you're built to balance on two feet
So why you living this last year from your knees?

--the crow, dessa

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[elucidatedlucy]

Kinjou Shingo &or/ Koga Kimitaka, Yowamushi Pedal
no tags

"The list of things I used to be is longer than the list of things I am."

- Mineshaft, Dessa

PROMPT: Team Azumane Asahi/Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[putsch]

fukutomi/arakita + shinkai or fukutomi/shinkai + arakita; yowamushi pedal

I know my sister like I know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind.
If I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resigned, he’d be mine. She would say, “I’m fine”
She’d be lying!

--satisfied; hamilton

Re: PROMPT: Team Azumane Asahi/Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[yusukesjeans]

why thisss

PROMPT: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke

[fabflyingfox]

Teshima Junta/Imaizumi Shunsuke (Yowamushi Pedal)

"My heart was closed. Cold.
I was self-conscious and cynical...

But through this craft, through my love for writing,
I discovered a world outside of the small windowless one
I had built for myself.
A world of softspoken beauty.

So here I am,
Choosing to kick away the ladder
So that I may remain at your side.

I understand your solitude.
I see your shadow."

- Tablo, February 2009, Pieces of You

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mother_herbivore]

Makishima Yusuke & Sohoku Bicycle Club, yowapeda
no tags

Shout out to the friends back home
Shout out to the hearts you've known
You gave them nothing but the best
And you can tell them your story
--"Gold" by Owl City

PROMPT: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke

[lemon]

Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou, Haikyuu!!

"What is this word, spa? I feel like you're starting to a say a word and you're not finishing it. Are you trying to say spaghetti? Are you taking me for a spaghetti day?" -Charlie, Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Re: PROMPT: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke

[miyukitty]

-spitting- omg charlie as bokuto, i die

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[totheriver]

Yagami Tomoe/Kuga Kyousuke/Hasekura Heath; Prince of Stride
no tags

"Love isn’t a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle."
- Mr. (Fred) Rogers

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[yrindor]

YES!!!

I'll be back

PROMPT: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke

[kougamira]

Aone Takanobu/Futakuchi Kenji, Haikyuu!!

He wants to be tender and merciful.
That sounds overly valorous.
Sounds like penance.

- “Unfinished Duets”, Richard Siken

PROMPT: Team Azumane Asahi/Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[putsch]

aomine/kuroko; kuroko no basuke

don’t throw yourself into love
When what you really want
is a fist fight
--poem

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, T

[kiyala]

no tags
word count: 434

Aomine kisses the same way he provokes fights, quick and sharp as lightning, pulling back with a smirk and a lick of his lips before he dives back in for more.

Kuroko is backed up against the wall and he's breathless, helpless, feeling like he's being dragged underwater. He doesn't have the chance to gather his bearings or to even get his head around the pace that Aomine has set.

This is different to being on the court with him, though. Kuroko gets that. This is more like watching Aomine in the middle of a fist fight and for better or worse, Kuroko has seen that too, but not as much, nowhere near enough to understand.

"Aomine-kun," he gasps out, and his lips feel bruised and swollen; he can only imagine what they must look like. Aomine's gaze darkens as it drops to them and then he's leaning in again, biting and sucking at them. Kuroko doesn't have the strength to push him away, but when he places his hand on Aomine's chest, it's enough.

Aomine pulls back and Kuroko feels like he can breathe again, his lips stinging as he murmurs, "Aomine-kun, you're hurting me."

"Sorry, Tetsu," Aomine murmurs and he drags his thumb over Kuroko's mouth, making him hiss softly in pain. "I don't think I know how to do anything without hurting someone."

Lately, Kuroko has found that the person getting hurt tends to be Aomine himself. All things considered, Kuroko doesn't mind that it's him for a change.

He tries to say as much but his words are lost against Aomine's lips again and there's nothing that he can really do but kiss back and hope that it's enough. At the very least, it might give him the time he needs to work out this side of Aomine because even if it feels the way he acts in the middle of a fight, there's still something else, something more to it that he can't quite find the meaning behind. It's there in the way Aomine's fingers dig into the fabric of Kuroko's clothes, in the way he presses himself so close that Kuroko can barely even tell where he ends and where Aomine begins and it's nice to be this close again, after so long, after—

"Oh," Kuroko breathes as the realisation settles upon him like pins and needles on his skin.

He knows why Aomine's kisses feel so odd, why they have a quality to them that Kuroko can't quite figure out.

Aomine might be kissing the way that he fights but this time, he kisses like he's losing.

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

miyuki kazuya/miyuki kazuya, daiya no ace
no tags

I wanted to explain
myself to myself in an understandable way. I gave
shape to my fears and made excuses. I varied my
velocities, watched myselves sleep. Something's not
right about what I'm doing but i'm still doing it―
living in the worst parts, ruining myself. My inner life
is a sheet of black glass. If I fell through the floor
I would keep falling.


― richard siken, birds hover the trampled field

Re: PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[windflicker]

o-oh.... ;;;

Prompt: Team Chihayafuru

[rosebrook]

Kageyama Tobio / Hinata Shouyo Haiykuu

"He became a prince in this world without a king. But what exactly did he have to do to become a prince?"

-Saki Morimi (Eden of the East.

Prompt: Team Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei

[prillalar]

Momoshiro Takeshi/Kaidoh Kaoru (Prince of Tennis)
no tags, or up to the filler

Our love is like a new car smell
Sooner or later it all goes to hell
Somebody farts or spills some taco bell
Our love is like a new car smell

-Arrogant Worms, "New Car Smell"

PROMPT: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke

[kougamira]

Nishinoya Yuu/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Haikyuu!!

Because I love you (you see, I do love you, you dimwit, my love engulfs you the way the sea loves a tiny pebble on its bed – and may I be the pebble with you, heaven permitting)

- Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[elucidatedlucy]

Ishido Natsuo &or/ Mawatari Yuzuko, Teppuu
no tags

"The air was heavy, your body was heavy on mine. I will know who you are yet."

- Going to Queens, The Mountain Goats

FILL: Team Grandstand, PG

[babster]

no tags, word count: 443

When Natsuo first steps into the octagon, she notices the atmosphere feels different. It's heavy somehow, with the weight of the audience's gaze and her opponent's skills and her own hopes and expectations.

It is heavy, but it isn't enough to stop her from winning.

The second time she steps into the octagon, it's to fight Sanae, and the air is heavier this time. Heavy with recent wins and losses, heavy with sweat and frustration and relief, heavy with her and Sanae's past. It's harder to move through, and Sanae is good, has always been good, and she nearly beats Natsuo.

Nearly. In the end, Natsuo wins, and she tries hard not to feel disappointed. She's beat Sanae before, but a part of her had still hoped...

No point in getting upset over winning, though, especially as Natsuo remembers what's next.

Mawatari. Obnoxious, unsettling, relentless, cheerful, beautiful Mawatari. Natsuo grins as she thinks about their fight, the culmination of months of hard work. She doesn't know if she's going to win or lose, doesn't even know if she wants to win or if she wants to lose, but she's going to find out, once and for all, what Mawatari is. If they're the same.

The third and final time Natsuo steps into the octagon, she is ready for the weight. It energizes her nearly as much as the sight of Mawatari's bright eyes. She can't stop herself from talking, the pressure of the octagon squeezing all her thoughts from her, but then it is time to get down to business and fight, and that's even better than the talking.

Natsuo understands the language of bodies and fighting better than she understands words, and with every kick, punch, block she asks Are you like me? Am I like you? How many monsters are in this cage? And Mawatari responds the best way she knows how, taking Natsuo down and grappling with her.

On the floor, in front of the crowd, with the air thick in her lungs and Mawatari heavy on her, Natsuo has her answer. She and Mawatari are not the same. They seem the same on the surface, both of them loving to fight, neither of them sensitive to the feelings of others, but deep down, where it counts, they're different. Natsuo isn't kind, and she doesn't like to show fear, but the suppression of something is not the same as the absence of it. Mawatari's body, although heavy with muscle and hard work, is missing something.

Natsuo exhales. She's not going to win this fight, she knows, but she has her answer. The air feels lighter now. It feels like victory.

PROMPT: TEAM FURUYA SATORU/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[tsunderekita]

Arakita Yasutomo/Kuroda Yukinari (Yowamushi Pedal)
please no bestiality, magic transformation is fine

Re: PROMPT: TEAM FURUYA SATORU/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[lysithea]

iM SCREMAING GJKLWE

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[snowysatoru]

Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya (daiya no ace)
tags: mentions of sex, violence

“Ok. You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship.”

― Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[kazuyas]

.............

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[kazuyas]

iwaizumi hajime/oikawa tooru, hq!!
mention of [metaphorical] murder

“How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?”

-- Richard Siken, Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light

[clears throat] i believe the phrase is, "fuck me up"

FILL: TEAM Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, T

[sawakise]

mentions of [metaphorical] murder? mentions of funerals
16 lines.

there was a funeral today

his words are sweet caramel that sits on your tongue
his heart fell into your ribcage
nestled between your bones
like it was home
and to you it was

your lips twitch like you want to smile
but you don't know if it's you who does
or if it's him
you can't seem to think of anything except him
his lips curled into a lazy smirk as he leans in
your hearts leaping to your throats in tandem
a meeting of two souls intertwined so deeply
that you can't pick out which one is yours

your heart beats with a pulse that is not your own

there was a funeral today

Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

[doxian]

Imaizumi Shunsuke/Teshima Junta (ywpd)

no tags

"we were born to sin
we were born to sin
we don’t think we’re special, sir
we know everybody is

we built too many walls
we built too many walls
and now we gotta run
a giant fist is out to crush us"

- Pillar of Salt, The Thermals

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Terushima Yuuji &/ Hana Misaki HQ, no tags

"The only safe thing is to take a chance." - Mike Nichols

FILL: Team Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou, G

[soup]

no tags.
533 words

She was going to graduate today.

It was late March; the cherry blossoms had started to blossom albeit shyly, the previously chilly wind had shifted into a much more comfortable one, the corridors were filled with students and diplomas in their hands, and although Terushima had known it for a while, today was the first time it hit him.

She was going to graduate today.

It had been four months since the spring preliminaries, it had been four months since they were beaten in something they liked doing the most—something that was supposed to be enjoyable, but had instead felt frustratingly vexing at the time. Trying to look at the bright side of things wasn't something bad, but life always had two sides, and embracing both was something necessary.

And she was the one who made them, who made him realize that.

She was usually quiet, meek; the kind of person he didn't really pay attention to, the kind of person who was just naturally there and he didn't think much of.

She made him realize, people were not only what they seem, that strength did not come only from the outside but also from the inside.

She changed him, in less than a minute, on a certain day in November, when he was at his lowest, when he hadn't been the best as a captain.

And she, that person, Misaki Hana—she was going to graduate today, leaving the school, not going to smile and say hi to him when they passed by the corridors anymore, not going to send him reminder texts of weekly meetings whenever he felt like skipping, not going to show up in practice next week. And the week after. And the week after.

It just hit him.

Thumbs and index fingers were rubbed together before a deep breath was inhaled, sweaty palm reached for the knob in front of him, slowly sliding the door open. He wanted her to be there so he could say it, but at the same time he didn't want her to be there so he had a reason not to say it.

But she was there. She was there, with a red ribbon on her right chest and sunlight on her face and the clear blue sky as her background; captivating, breathtaking.

"You're still here?" she asked with a smile and a slight melancholy in her face that made his heart flutter.

"Yeah," he answered, shortly, trying to grasp the courage that was slipping away in her sight.

"It's weird to see you dressed properly to school for once."

"Well, it's your graduation day, I could do this much."

She was there. She was there, chuckling at his response, trying to hide traces of tears on the edges of her eyes. She was there, tangling her fingers, gaze drifting away from him before finally coming back with a smile.

He could feel his muscles tensing up, cold sweat on his nape. There were no more reasons, no more excuses. It was now or never.

"Hey—"

The wind blew softly from the opened window, sending tiny petals into the room where her cheeks slowly turned into the color of spring.