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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!
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]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
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)
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!
PROMPT: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Narumiya Mei
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"I’m picturing us on rooftops
in strange cities,
with strange people,
and us.
Always us."
- Claire Luisa
FILL: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi, T
sweats this got kinda weird, sorry.
there's a party on a rooftop terrace when youichi opens his eyes, string lights twinkling, something bright and cheery playing over the stereo, knots of people forming and dissolving on the periphery of the dance floor. youichi doesn't know where he's landed this time but he knows who he's looking for, finds the tungsten glow settled in the rosy sweep of ryousuke's hair like he would the north star, the familiar line of his back visible through the throng as if highlighted for youichi's eyes. maybe he is; youichi no longer questions how any of this works. or maybe youichi would just be able to find him anywhere, would be able to pluck him out of any crowd. youichi's followed him this far, after all, would follow him farther. as far as it takes, as many times as it takes.
ryousuke smiles when youichi reaches him, accepts a kiss and youichi's hand on the small of his back without askance. youichi's heart stutters in his chest, shoulders easing incrementally. not a hard one today, then. "hey," he says, soft, presses another kiss to ryousuke's temple for good measure.
"hey yourself," ryousuke says, face tilted up, slings an easy arm around youichi's waist. "i was wondering where you got off to."
"not far," youichi says. "you ready to head home?"
ryousuke laughs, the sound warm and familiar, aching in youichi's gut. "you still owe me a dance," he says.
it's never a good idea to linger but it's a difficult thing to resist, that particular look in ryousuke's eyes, and youichi's being pulled toward the dance floor before he can protest. "just one," he says, spreading his hands on ryousuke's hips, falling into rhythm easy as breathing. they've always been good at this sort of thing.
"we'll see," ryousuke says, the quirk of his mouth a challenge youichi's never managed to refuse, and youichi laughs.
"we'll see," he repeats, and kisses the furrow that forms between ryousuke's brows at his tone.
*
twenty minutes later, youichi wakes up cramped and exhausted in a plastic hospital chair, the steady beep of monitoring machines filtering back into his consciousness like he's surfacing from a deep well of water. ryousuke's breathing is even, perfectly still in the bed save for the rise and fall of his chest, the fluorescent glare less gentle on the curve of his face than starlight or youichi's lips. youichi lurches forward, carefully taking ryousuke's inert hand, presses kisses to his knuckles. the brainform monitor flickers, a small blip, some sort of acknowledgement, confirmation that ryousuke's still there, somewhere, buried so deep down that youichi can only barely reach. he'll keep trying, keep pulling ryousuke out step by painstaking step, walk him up through each stage until they find the door called home.