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Bonus Round 4: Quotes

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!

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Kageyama Tobio &/ Oikawa Tooru, Haikyuu!!
no tags

"I'm *bonding* with you. Hey, come on, we're connected!" -- Keith, Voltron: Legendary Defender

(has this been done already? i didn't see it but i'm happy to delete if it's been prompted)

Edited 2016-07-10 22:48 (UTC)

"You can’t fill your teammates prompt. You can’t force your teammate to stop prompting things you want to fill. You can’t make your teammate switch teams for just one fill. Let it go." -- DW user sawakise

NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL (EYEZOOMS @ UR PROMPTS)

Oh my gosh, this is beautiful and made my heart clench. Thank you so much <3

Kikumaru Eiji/Oishi Shunichiro/Tezuka Kunimitsu (Prince of Tennis)
no tags

These two count as one unit. One dripping, glitterdusted unit, redolent with sweat and animes. Just in case you wanted to be sandwiched between Nyan Cat and a rust gym. Brushing any part of [Eiji]’s epidermals will result in you being hauled behind a dumpster and STRONGLY exhorted to make an honest furry of her.

- Promstuck

idk if this makes any sense out of context, let's see what happens, I guess.

1544 words. Violence, Blood, Vomit, FE-related Angst, (mild) Body Horror, (implied) Bestiality.

~~I'M SO MAD ABOUT THIS PROMPT. LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME DO.~~ uhh it's a straight-up fates AU but the plot is based on haikyuu events, with some homage to xander, corrin, and azura in particular?? no real game spoilers tho, can be read without knowledge of conquest/birthright.

FOUR TIMES IWA-CHAN USES HIS HANDS TO SAY WHAT HIS WORDS CAN'T. /sideeyes the bestiality warning

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The night air was cool, with a crisp breeze coming in from the mountains. The sun did not reach them here, but they had the stars to see by. Oikawa stood atop the ramparts beneath the constellations, deep in contemplation. He rubbed his forehead wearily, fingers brushing against the unfamiliar weight of the obsidian circlet – and how heavy that crown was. The burden kept him awake.

As if hearing his thoughts, something stirred from the shadows.

"You should be in bed, milord," growled a low voice.

Oikawa smiled before turning around, leaning casually against the stone wall to study him.

Iwaizumi had been standing there for some time, ever-watchful. The starlight washed him into chiaroscuro, his face too-dark in shadow, eyes gleaming too-bright. His stern brow was furrowed, but there was no anger on this night, only the ache of loss they both felt.

"They took Tobio-chan," Oikawa whispered, the bitter smile pulling too tightly across his teeth. Did anyone expect him to sleep this night?

"I know," Iwaizumi exhaled in a rush, eyes closing. "I'm sorry I couldn't-"

"Do you think," Oikawa continued, casting his gaze upward to the sky stretching over his castle, "that he can still see the stars? Or will he like the sunlight better, after all?"

He didn't realize his hands were trembling until Iwaizumi caught them, crushing them, in a grip that promised silently, we'll fix this. We'll take him back.

-x-

Oikawa knew the width and breadth of Iwaizumi by heart, his musky scent of cedar and clary sage and dried blood, the shape of his calloused hands against his own, the flash of red that flickered like embers against the forest green of his eyes. Oikawa and Iwaizumi had shared a bed since the orphan was brought to the castle all those years ago. He thought he knew all there was to know about Iwaizumi Hajime.

Antlers burst violently through Iwaizumi's skull, sweeping elegant curves toward the sky, and Oikawa learned something new.

The courtyard was in shambles from the ambush. They had expected to find allies behind the iron wall of Datekou, but Seijou was no stranger to betrayal these days. They were at war with the world, and Karasuno must have gotten to them first. Shuriken and traps crippled their front line, as Yahaba tried to hold them off with dark magic, and troubadour Watari ran about trying his damndest to keep them all alive.

All of it fell away from Oikawa as the toxins from the assassination attempt ebbed sluggishly through his veins.

He watched on his back through the haze of a fever dream as an enraged Iwaizumi convulsed and roared.

Muscle rippled and bulged, eyes blazing red at the scrape of bone realigning, of plate armor fusing into scales. Datekou's defenders saw the spectacle and began to shout, to redirect their attacks to the newly transformed dragon, but it was too late for them. Iwaizumi's wings snapped open and he took to the air, twisting and soaring with brutal majesty.

Oikawa watched with unbridled pride as his would-be assassins were torn to bloody shreds. The span of dragon's wings blotted out the light as Iwaizumi circled overhead, roaring in triumph.

Oikawa's stomach lurched and he curled into a ball, rejecting the last of the poison in a clear dribble from his lips. He groaned softly, weakened and dizzy. His eyes watered, overcome with exhaustion as he slumped onto his back again.

The very ground shuddered when Iwaizumi landed. A low growl rumbled from the creature's chest, spine-like tail whipping in concerned circles behind him. A clawed hand snagged him by the throat, and Oikawa found himself pinned possessively beneath the bulk of the ancient beast. He lay still, eyes gleaming wetly as he stared up at the dragon, his dragon.

Oikawa's hands rose, cupping the dragon's face, pulling its dripping jaws in closer toward his pounding heart. He had never known this beast slumbered within Iwaizumi. But the ferocity of its devotion was familiar indeed, and he could not find it in himself to be afraid.

"You will never leave my side. You are mine," Oikawa hissed, and the dragon bowed its head, meshing its antlers to the points on his crown in silent agreement.

-x-

It was bright at the borders, sun breaking through the cloud cover and dappling patches of the ground below.

Oikawa rode at the head of the army in full Seijou royal regalia, sword brandished in midair as he called the attack. Cavaliers Hanamaki and Matsukawa rode close behind, guarding Oikawa's flanks with lances leveled, followed by Iwaizumi's ground troops. They were relentless, forcing the Karasuno defenders back and back. They took no quarter.

The din of the battlefield faded around him as Oikawa came face to face with Kageyama.

Kageyama stood, transfixed. Blue eyes were blown wide with stunned disbelief at the sight of his comrades, his family, come to reclaim him. Oikawa dismounted from his warhorse in a daze, quick eyes checking for signs of injury, maltreatment, and found none. He was alright. He was alive and well.

Oikawa sheathed his sword, a relieved smile brightening his countenance.

"Tobio–"

But when he offered his hand, Kageyama could only shake his head and turn away.

Oikawa faltered, and let his hand fall to his side.

It took only a moment for him to understand, for the flicker of honest hurt in his eyes to darken into something else. His smile twisted, grew sharp and cruel.

You were mine, once, but never again.

"Traitor," he sneered, and Kageyama flinched like he'd been struck.

"Please, Oikawa-san," Kageyama whispered, voice hoarse. He held up his empty palms in surrender.

Oikawa drew his sword again, and everything went red.

When he came back to himself, Iwaizumi's strong arms caught Oikawa from behind, pulling him off the bloodied prince crumpled in the grass. There was shouting, the clamor of a crowd gathering as the battle around them ground to a horrified halt. Kageyama had not drawn his weapon, had not defended himself from the pommel that crushed his nose, his fingers, his ribs, and Oikawa could feel the unquellable rage still shaking from his stained hands, because why, how could this happen?!

"Iwa-chan," he gasped, struggling in his knight's arms, face shock pale at the realization of what he'd done.

"Iwa-chan, you didn't stop me, you were supposed to stop me, what have I—!"
"We have to go, now," Iwaizumi barked, dragging him bodily aside.

Karasuno swarmed to Kageyama's side. The little swordsman with the shock of orange hair put a hand on his shoulder and screamed for a healer, and the others crowded around him, and Kageyama still did not move. Then Kunimi's arrow struck the ground close behind them, covering their escape, and Oikawa slumped into Iwaizumi's embrace.

Oikawa twisted in time to see the tears running silently down his stoic retainer's face.

-x-

"Milord, I come with news. Kyoutani's mountain was attacked. The Wolfskin managed to repel the invaders for now, but…"

"Iwa-chan?"

"…Karasuno is out for blood. They won't stop until our entire kingdom is destroyed. This is all-out war. We have to conquer them before they overrun us."

"Do you blame me?" Oikawa asked carelessly.

The royal slumped in his throne with one leg kicked over the arm rest, eyes dark and brooding. His fingers twitched against the hilt of his sword. He traced idle shapes against the pommel stone, remembering the crack it sounded against Kageyama's cheekbone. There was no coming back from this, for either of them.

"That doesn't matter," Iwaizumi shrugged. "I'm still here."

Oikawa's sullen gaze lingered on Iwaizumi, studying the way his retainer paced the length of the empty throne room. That simple reassurance in no way cleared their path of the daunting obstacles they faced, but somehow, he felt like nothing could stop the two of them.

(How foolish of him to still trust like a child, after all the times he'd been betrayed.)

"Then let them try and overthrow us," Oikawa smiled, razor sharp. "Kings and dark horses alike, we'll devour them all."

Iwaizumi stopped. A shiver chased down his spine. He turned slowly, feeling Oikawa's gaze pierce him through.

Oikawa raised his hand and beckoned, and Iwaizumi closed the distance with eager strides.

They kissed hungrily, needily, melting into each other. Iwaizumi pushed him against the back of the throne, climbing into his liege's lap. Oikawa buried his nose in Iwaizumi's hair and inhaled deeply, relishing in the comforting musk of sage and rusty iron.

As Iwaizumi's breath grew hotter and more ragged, so did his grip become rougher, claws scraping against Oikawa's armor. He groaned as antlers ruptured from his scalp, and Oikawa laughed breathlessly and slid his hands along the length of them, exploring the curves and edges of his dragon.

Oikawa felt warmth spreading in his chest – the knowledge that no matter what came, no matter what fate his own hands wrought for them on this path to hell, Iwaizumi would never let him fall. Their bond was unbreakable.

Oikawa tipped his head back willingly as a roving hand pulled his crown free from his hair and let it clatter to the tiles below.

Iwaizumi wouldn't let him carry that weight alone.

this is such a lovely fill!! how people write beautiful things so fast, i have no idea. a few lines that i thought were wonderful:

naoyuki realises it with a rising lurch in his stomach, the same way you only remember what you need once you’re already on the train, doors shut and distance moving too fast to find what you’re looking for

(same, naoyuki. same.)

and naoyuki feels like he might be fine with that, body coming to rest at its home well before naoyuki’s head learns to differentiate between a house and a home, or heart

("a house and a home, or heart" is such a neat distinction to make)

and, lastly:

fingers dipping down so his thumb can circle over the softer skin near the inside of chris’ wrist, chris’ voice a steady wave of sound, naoyuki riding out its current, seeking out the shore.

i love this image of chris as a vortex of gravity pulling naoyuki in, of naoyuki wanting to be pulled in, agh.

oh my gosh yes. (such a perfect expression!)

this is the soumako song for me... if i had known prompts could be entire songs, i would have done it for this. so, i don't know, maybe we should all count ourselves lucky i didn't know that because the (self)torture is minimized? :3

maybe there will be something later on in saso that encourages us to fill prompts by our teammates from earlier rounds.

shh, let me have this.

I love this SO much, you have NO IDEA. Oh my gosh. You've made my day. Arakita is super sexy and OF COURSE Toudou has a teeny tiny bikini tan, aha. I'm such a sucker for tanlines in art, oh man :') AND SHINKAI'S REACTION!!

I love everything about this, genuinely. Thank you so very much.

You're welcome, I'm glad you liked it :) It was fun.

COLLAPSES THIS IS SO GOOD MELS

YES HELLO
GUESS WHAT BOOK I BOUGHT YESTERDAY

Sawamura Eijun/Takigawa Chris Yuu (daiya no ace)

"I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go."
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone,"
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare look out your window, darling.
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone"

- Safe and Sound, The Hunger Games Soundtrack (2012)

scREAMS AT OWN ASS

Kominato Ryousuke/Takigawa Chris Yuu, daiya no a
implied sexual content

Didn’t I stand there once,
white-knuckled, gripping the just-lit taper,
swearing I’d never go back?
And hadn’t you kissed the rain from my mouth?
And weren’t we gentle and awed and afraid,
knowing we’d stepped from the room of desire
into the further room of love?
And wasn’t it sacred, the sweetness
we licked from each other’s hands?
And were we not lovely, then, were we not
as lovely as thunder, and damp grass. and flame?

-— Cecilia Woloch, “Anniversary,” Carpathia

Edited 2016-07-11 03:09 (UTC)

Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun; Daiya no Ace
No tags

YES YES YEEEESSSS! YES YES YEEEESSS! YES YES YEEEEEESSSSSS!
-Sawamura Eijun

Edited 2016-07-11 00:22 (UTC)

Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta; Yowamushi Pedal
No tags

"I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else
But you."
-"Anyone Else But You", Moldy Peaches

Edited 2016-07-11 00:25 (UTC)

kominato ryousuke/miyuki kazuya, daiya no a
no tags

I think we deserve
a soft epilogue, my love.
We are good people
and we’ve suffered enough.

-Nikka Ursula, Seventy Years of Sleep #4

Edited 2016-07-11 03:09 (UTC)

miyuki kazuya/sawamura eijun, daiya no a
implied sexual content

We climb into bed
with other people.
We lick their spoons,
and their bodies
and make homes in
skin that does not
belong to the other.
Somehow, we forget
how this love
sprouted from our
limbs like
wild flowers
but somewhere,
in the rooms of our
bodies, there is a
window open. A song
drifts through the lace
of it and it says
‘I could never ever
forget you.’

- "Blues", Azra T.

Edited 2016-07-11 03:08 (UTC)

kominato haruichi/sawamura eijun, daiya no a
no tags

Have you ever noticed how wanting
burns you up
from the inside out?

Like one moment I am whole,

but then I hear
your voice on the phone

and I swear to god
three blocks away from here
they can smell smoke.

-"Little Matchstick Girl", Trista Mateer

Edited 2016-07-11 03:08 (UTC)

Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi; Yowamushi Pedal
Angst

"Grenville took a swift breath, and then stared at Jamie with an incurious surprise. Never, in all these years, did he dream Jamie Sommers had the power to hurt him."
-Hawkes Harbor, S. E. Hinton

kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi, daiya no a
no tags

"Ne soyez plus angoissé, vous l'avez déjà perdue.

Don’t be scared anymore. You have already lost her."

- Roland Barthes, Fragments d’un Discours Amoureux

Edited 2016-07-11 03:08 (UTC)

tags: mildly possessive behavior, 685

It was during quiet times like these, when Kuramochi fell asleep while cuddling with Ryousuke, with his face smooth and calm and his arm draped over Ryousuke’s side, his nose whistling as he snored, that Ryousuke wondered if Kuramochi could do better.
It was not out of any sort of painfully longing angst that Ryousuke wondered this–it was just a thought that wandered into his head every once in a while when he had a little too much time to think to himself. It wasn’t fun to think about, no doubt, with how it was a little self-deprecating and a lot depressing, but the idea always wiggled its way into Ryousuke’s head before he could stop it.

Kuramochi, with how odd he could be sometimes, was actually quite charming once anyone got past the raucous laughter and rough exterior. Kuramochi was fun to talk to and a good listener. He was funny and surprisingly kind. Although Kuramochi would never believe it himself, he had a short of rough handsomeness to him that reminded Ryousuke of the tough pretty boys he saw in dramas and romantic films, with his pretty face, his adorably crooked nose, and a body toned with years of baseball. But, in Ryousuke’s opinion, what truly made Kuramochi quite the catch was his smile, which stretched wide on his face, brighter than a sunny summer day.

Ryousuke wondered to himself how he landed himself here wrapped in Kuramochi’s arms. He wondered how he became the main recipient of Kuramochi’s brightest smiles. He wondered how he earned the right to hear his name said with such adoration on Kuramochi’s lips. He wondered how he could have possibly deserved to lie so close to Kuramochi like this, to be privy to Kuramochi’s sleeping expression–oh so vulnerable and yet so very content.

He wondered how he became the object of Kuramochi’s affections when it could have easily been someone else.

Maybe, Ryousuke thought, Kuramochi would be happier loving someone else. Someone kinder, someone who didn’t hide their love behind barbed wire. Someone gentler. Someone who could smile just as brightly.

Ryousuke didn’t even have to imagine anyone in his place sleeping next to Kuramochi before Ryousuke felt his stomach churn. He didn’t want anyone else to be able to ponder Kuramochi’s vulnerable expression when he fell asleep. Nor could Ryousuke bear to think of Kuramochi fondly say someone else’s name, seeking for their attention and approval, moaning it in bed muffled by the back of his hand, following an “I love you.”

Ryousuke’s lips pursed and his fingers curled into Kuramochi’s shirt. How dare this imaginary, hypothetical person try to take what was his?

“Ryou-san?”

Ryousuke was pulled from his delusions as he watched Kuramochi’s eyelashes flutter. He loosened his grip on Kuramochi’s shirt as Kuramochi propped himself up on his elbow, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” Ryousuke asked.

“Nah, I was kind of waking up anyway,” Kuramochi said with a groggy grin. What a horrible liar. “Is everything okay?”

Ryousuke’s eyes fell to the red hickey he had left on Kuramochi’s collarbone yesterday, peeking out slightly under the stretched collar of Kuramochi’s T-shirt. It was one of many, but this one was the most obvious and prominent.

“I’m fine,” Ryousuke replied. His hand slowly ran up Kuramochi’s chest to that lovely spot. He smiled at the way Kuramochi shivered under the light brush off Ryousuke’s fingertips. “I was just thinking about things–sorting something out.”

Kuramochi looked a little confused, but shrugged “Did you figure things out, Ryou-san?”

“I believe so,” Ryousuke said. “But why don’t you kiss me so I can be sure?”

With that, Kuramochi seemed to wake right up, his cheeks dusting red as he gave Ryousuke a silly smile and leaned in to comply. His lips, chapped and rough as they were, sent shivers down Ryousuke’s spine.

Ryousuke smiled into the kiss. Perhaps this was selfish of him, but he could never give up something like this.

Maybe there was someone out there who could love Kuramochi, but now they’d have to get through Ryousuke.

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Bonus Round 4: Quotes

Prompt: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Re: PROMPT: TEAM Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G

PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA

FILL: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, T

Re: FILL: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya, G

Re: FILL: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, G

Re: PROMPT: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Re: Prompt: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Re: Prompt: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, M

Re: FILL: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU, T

Re: PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA

Re: PROMPT: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

Re: PROMPT: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

PROMPT: TEAM OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE

PROMPT: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU

PROMPT: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU

PROMPT: TEAM OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE

PROMPT: TEAM OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE

PROMPT: TEAM OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE

PROMPT: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU

PROMPT: TEAM OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE

FILL: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, T