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Bonus Round 5: Myth & Lore
This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on August 4 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.
RULES
- This round does not have prompts. Instead, we ask you to draw inspiration from the wide pool of mythology, fantasy, folklore, and fable. An urban fantasy or supernatural AU? A re-imagining of your favorite folk tale? Characters swapping ghost stories or playing D&D? As long as your fill in some way incorporates the fantastical and/or supernatural, it's welcome here.
- Your fill still has to be about a ship from one of our nominated fandoms. What ships you create work for is up to you, though.
- To submit your fill, simply leave it as a comment as a reply to this post.
- 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)
Remember, this is a NO-PROMPT round. Format your fill comment in one of the following ways:
| If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| 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 fills as you want!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 Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, G
1200 words
They’re sprawled out on Kuroo’s bed like a pair of lazy cats. Kenma stares intently at the screen of his laptop, while Kuroo absentmindedly tosses a volleyball in the air. Playing ball indoors probably isn’t the best of ideas, but he’s pretty bored and it’s good motivation to practice his control. Especially with the knowledge that he could hit something expensive, or, worse still, hit Kenma. Not that Kenma hasn’t been hit by stray balls in the past, of both the literal and metaphorical kind, but he’s pretty certain that dropping the volleyball on Kenma is a one-way ticket to being, even if jokingly, single.
Speaking of single, it’s been a quiet few days since Kenma started carrying his laptop around instead of his PSP. Kenma’s always absorbed in his video games, fusing his Personals and Crossing his Animals one by one, but it’s rare that Kenma gets reaches these levels of sheer engrossed. Kuroo can tell by how he takes a second longer to nuzzle back when Kuroo scoots closer to him, or how when Kuroo bumps his shoulder he sometimes forgets to bump back. Kuroo frowns, catching the ball and hugging it it close to his chest.
“Hey, Kenma,” he says, dropping the ball on the ground and scooting over so he’s closer to his boyfriend. Kenma’s attention remains transfixed on the screen. “What’s so cool about this game?” He glances up at the screen, only to see the shining visage of a large rock pigeon.
Wait, what?
Kuroo squints, blinking his eyes and then staring at the screen again. Kenma is scrolling through a mountain of dialogue as the pigeon remains on the screen. Kuroo’s eyes drift towards the words. The pigeon, Ryouta, is confessing his undying love. Kuroo turns to Kenma, eyes wide.
“You’ve been ignoring me this whole time for a talking pigeon.”
Kenma shrugs, though the edges of his lips curl up into a smirk. Kuroo knows that look—it’s the one Kenma wears when he’s managed to get at Kuroo, shake up his normally composed front. The grin on Kenma’s lips doesn’t fade as he continues to read through the visual novel, Kuroo hovering somewhat nervously over his shoulder. Kuroo frowns. “Should I… Should I leave you two alone?”
Kenma rolls his eyes. “This must be very hard for you to swallow.” Which is also a kind of bird, Kuroo wants to point out, but right now there are more immediate and pressing matters at hand. He skims the computer screen once again. This Ryouta bird is a real romantic; he’ll give him that. He also has to praise the dialogue of the game.
No wonder Kenma is completely taken in. “I didn’t know you were into birds,” Kuroo teases, slinging an arm around his shoulder. “Should I ping Bokuto and Akaashi and see what they have to say—“
“No,” Kenma says, cutting him off. “Stop talking, this scene is kind of sad.”
Kuroo goes back to reading. Ryouta’s impassioned speech has turned into a dialog about how birds don’t live very long, especially compared to humans like the main character of the game. He then says something about having grown up next to the protagonist in his next, and having watched her become stronger as he stays by her side. A pang of hurt stabs through Kuroo’s chest, and he turns to Kenma. He swears he hears him sniffle.
Kuroo grimaces. “Ow. Who knew the game where you date birds could get so deep?” He can kind of see where this Ryouta pigeon is coming from. The thought of a world where he’s departed before Kenma has crossed his mind on several occasions, and while he’s confident that Kenma would move on some day he also knows it would take him a while. Kuroo can say the same for himself: it would be like having a candle burning to light his path for his entire life, only to have it be extinguished some day.
The screen flashes, and the protagonist promises they’ll spend the rest of Ryouta’s life together. Wordlessly, Kenma continues clicking through the dialogue. Kuroo can’t blame him; this really hit both him and Kenma where it hurt. A few more exchanges later and the route is over, and the two of them were back at the ridiculously pink load screen. Kuroo nudges Kenma once again. “Are all the routes painful like this?”
Kenma shakes his head. “There’s a joke route where you date a bird obsessed with pudding. The rest are all pretty good, though. I saved Ryouta for last,” he mutters, and a flush appears on his cheeks.
Something warm spreads through Kuroo’s chest, but he dismisses it as the summer heat. “Show me another route. One that you think I’d like.”
Kenma practically snorts. “Okay.”
Two hours later, Kuroo is screaming and cursing at Kenma’s computer screen, yelling in anguish as they play through Nageki’s sad, sad tale. He asks Kenma to romance Yuuya next, who Kenma admits to being his second favorite because “he acts like he’s cool but he’s actually a soft-hearted dork.” Kuroo spends hours mocking Sakuya for being a stuck-up brat, and cringes as they get to the mysterious Doctor Shuu. Kenma follows up with Okosan’s ridiculous, pudding-filled route, that has Kuroo laughing in hysterics. And then they go back to Ryouta again, sweet, adorable Ryouta who the protagonist has known since he was a baby egg.
Finally, they are done. Kuroo glances at the screen of his cell phone; it is three in the morning. He stretches, letting out a loud yawn. “Man, at least we’re done. Good thing there isn’t any school tomorrow.”
Kenma closes his eyes, shutting his laptop and setting it on the floor. “Actually, we aren’t. There’s the secret ending that we unlocked when I finished romancing Ryouta.”
Kuroo blinks, lips parting slightly. “Wait. There’s a secret end… And you waited for me?”
Kenma shrugs again, rolling over so he is on his back. Kuroo knows that’s the closest thing he’s going to get to a ‘yes’. The same warm feeling from earlier returns, burning hotter and brighter than ever before. Now it is his turn to grin, giving Kenma a light punch on the shoulder that jolts his eyes open.
“Aw, that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me! I’m so honored.” He must be beaming like an idiot, but he doesn’t care. Kenma reaches over and gives him a hard shove.
“Go turn off the lights.”
They wake up eight hours later bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to tackle the final route with fervent vigor. The two of them are so transfixed that they forget to eat all through it, or to brush their teeth, and Kuroo would be lying if he said he didn’t shed a tear or two at the story. The route is full of twists and turns, taking on a much darker tone than the rest of the story, but Kuroo loves it.
They go out for an early dinner once they are done, discussing the game with great excitement while they walk to the cafe. They sit down, and open the menu.
Neither of them can bear to order chicken.
Re: FILL: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, G