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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!
FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G
word count: 475
Keiji kisses him, and Koutarou feels the room slowly spark into flames around them. He's sure that he can hear the crackle of it as it spreads around them, the heat of the flames licking their way along the floor and up the walls.
Anyone who thinks that Keiji is made of ice doesn't know him very well, but that's not really their fault, Koutarou thinks hazily as their lips slide against each other, soft but insistent. Just like Keiji. They mistake his polite tone and bowed head for something gentle, but Koutarou knows better.
He knows the true version of Keiji that's kept just under the surface. He knows the way that Keiji burns, so hot that just being near him can make Koutarou feel like he's melting. He knows that Keiji is capable of starting fires with the simplest touch of his fingers to bare skin; he knows what it's like to burn under that touch every single day and perhaps it should have reduced him to a charred husk by now but it hasn't and perhaps that's because Koutarou is made of fire too; a wild, orange flame to contrast with the calmer and hotter blue flame that burns at Keiji's core. They feed into each other all the same, and burn brighter for it, and for longer.
Keiji's hand is light as it rests on the nape of Koutarou's neck, fingers curled into the short strands of hair there, keeping him close. Not that Koutarou would even want to pull back, his hands holding Keiji's hips like he's anchoring himself, so he doesn't end up floating away like ash on the wish. He kisses back just as firmly, until he's breathless, his lungs burning just like the rest of him.
He slides his hands up under Keiji's shirt, feeling the soft warmth of his skin, and he can't get enough of this. He can't get enough of the fire that consumes him, or the smoke that fills his lungs. He can't get enough of Keiji at all, but that's never really been a secret anyway.
"Bokuto-san," Keiji exhales, as Koutarou presses himself even closer, and there's subtle laughter in his voice, as if he's amused by just how much Koutarou wants, rather than burning just as much in return.
"Akaashi," Koutarou replies, whispering it again and again, his lips right against Keiji's skin before he kisses it, like he's setting small fires.
Two of them can play at that game though, and they both know it. When Keiji returns the favour, he isn't setting small fires as much as he's starting an inferno, starting off small and then building up into something much bigger than consumes Koutarou whole.
All Koutarou can do is welcome it and he does, his arms wrapped tightly around Keiji, because he knows that they burn together.