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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 MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T
Tags: insects (spiders), mentions of cannibalism, interspecies friendship, the dog doesn’t die in the end
Word Count: 1280
Onoda stopped a few paces into the woods, pulling his backpack from his shoulders. Before him, the trees were wrapped in a massive web, glinting white where the sunlight through the trees hit it. Onoda reached into his backpack and fished out a scrap of paper. He squinted at it, before looking back at the webbing more closely.
“Baseball… oh, here.” He found the small white ball lodged a little higher in the web. He stood on his tiptoes and braced himself against the tree as he reached up to retrieve it. He managed to wrap his hands around it, and then pulled so hard that he tumbled backwards with a yelp when the webbing finally gave way. He stumbled, but managed to catch himself before he hit the ground. He sighed in relief before putting the lost baseball into his backpack. He pulled a pen from his pocket, and crossed ‘baseball’ off his list.
He continued on like that, collecting various balls, frisbees, and other objects that the other kids in the town had added to his list for when he went to retrieve things from the webs. Everyone knew it was too dangerous to go into the woods; that was how you found yourself trapped in the webbing and devoured.
But Onoda wasn’t worried about that.
He reached the end of his list and frowned. He looked up the webbing, but couldn’t see anything. He took a deep breath, and shouted, “Makishima-san!”
He reached out and plucked at the webbing. There was a particular way the webs were made, where parts of it were sticky but others weren’t, and if you knew exactly where to touch it, you could do it without getting stuck. Onoda was almost a master at it, but still got his fingers caught every so often. He plucked at the webbing in a loose pattern, sending vibrations across the entirety of the web.
“Makishima-san!”
After a minute or so of plucking at the web, Onoda finally saw a pair of pointed black legs emerging from the part of the web hidden in the trees. Soon, more legs followed, along with a torso and a head. The spidertaur crawled down the web until he was close enough to Onoda that he could pick up his head and stare Onoda in the eyes. The spidertaur pulled the hair from either side of his face to show his eight eyes, and a wide mouth stretched too thin.
Onoda smiled brightly. “Hi Makishima-san!”
“Onoda,” Makishima said.
“I’m looking for a dog,” Onoda said, holding out his list. He crouched slightly, holding a hand parallel to his knee. “He’s about this big. His fur is brown and curly and he yaps a lot. We think he wandered into the woods. Did you see him?”
Makishima seemed to consider it for a moment. Makishima’s webs were the closest to the edge of the town, which meant anything that entered the woods had to pass by him.
“Maybe,” he said after some consideration.
“Did you eat him?” Onoda asked.
Makishima frowned. “No. I think I know where he ended up though.”
Onoda brightened. “Can you take me there?”
Makishima nodded. He stepped forward, letting his front two legs rest on the ground, off of his web. Onoda eagerly grabbed on to his chitinous leg and climbed up onto Makishima’s thorax.
“Hold on tight, okay?”
Onoda wrapped his arms around Makishima’s human waist. “Okay!”
Makishima turned his head back, just enough to that his outer eyes could focus on Onoda. “You don't have to hold on that tight.”
“Oh, sorry Makishima-san! Did that hurt?”
Makishima shrugged. “Also, don’t make a sound, alright?”
Onoda nodded, pressing a finger to his lips.
Makishima nodded, and climbed back up the web.
Spidertaurs could move incredibly fast, Onoda had learned. Once they were on their own webbing, their legs moved near automatically from one strand to the next. Makishima’s torso dipped as he ran through the trees, and so Onoda flattened himself as well, his legs tucked over Makishima’s thorax and his arms still clutching his waist. He kept his head up though, fascinated to watch the scenery flashing by.
Makishima slowed and straightened his back to stand tall as they reached the darker part of the forest. Onoda peaked around his waist to see what was happening. He saw more spidertaurs, and for the first time on their trip, he felt a spike of dread in his stomach.
“Don’t worry,” Makishima whispered to him. “Don’t squeeze so tight.”
Onoda pressed his face against Makishima’s back and nodded, trying to force himself to loosen his grip on Makishima’s torso.
Not all spidertaurs were as nice as Makishima-san. Or, maybe, Makishima-san wasn’t very nice at all; that’s certainly what Makishima-san tried to claim every time Onoda insisted that he was. Onoda had gotten caught in the webs nearly a year ago, and it was Makishima-san that decided not to eat him. Ever since, Onoda had been going into the forest with no fear, and helping out the rest of the town by retrieving their lost items because of it.
Makishima was speaking to the other spidertaurs in their strange, clicking language. Sometimes, Onoda felt like he could catch words and phrases, but never enough to parse what was going on.
The clicking stopped, and Onoda realized that something was being held out to him. He looked, and saw Makishima handing him a densely wound piece of webbing.
“The dog will be fine once you get him out,” Makishima said. “He’s just sleeping, not dead.”
Onoda took the bundle, and Makishima turned to run back to the edge of the forest. Onoda held on, trying not to look back at the others.
Soon, they were back at the edge of the forest, and Onoda felt glad to be able to put his feet back on the ground. He started ripping at the webbing, untangling the small dog.
“Thank you, Makishima-san!” Onoda said. “How did you convince the others to let him go?”
Makishima shrugged. “They just wanted something else in exchange.”
“Like what?”
“Well, they tried to trade for you,” Makishima said with a flippant hand gesture. Onoda felt his stomach lurch. “But I told them you weren’t up for trade, like usual,” Makishima continued, still casually. “I’ll probably catch a deer for them or something, I guess.”
“O-oh, alright,” Onoda said. “Oh, I almost forgot.” He reached into his backpack again, and pulled out a small cloth sack. “I got these for you from the bakery. I know you like the melon bread I had last time, so I brought some of that and a few others. You can tell me which you like best and I’ll bring it next time.”
“Oh.” Makishima reached out, taking the bag from him. “Thank you…” He looked inside it and after rummaging around with his hand for a moment, fished out a small spider charm. “What’s this?”
Onoda laughed. “Oh. I didn’t think you’d notice right away. I saw it in the shop, and it reminded me of you, so I thought you should have it.”
Makishima squinted at it with all eight eyes. “Oh… It doesn’t look like me.”
Onoda shrugged. “I think it’s cute.” He slung his backpack over his shoulder once again, and scooped up the still-unconscious dog securely in his arms. “Anyway, I should get home before it gets dark. Bye Makishima-san!”
Makishima was still squinting at the charm when Onoda turned away. “Oh, right… bye…”
The next time Onoda came, with a new list, the spider charm was hanging at the very center of Makishima’s web, and Onoda couldn’t help but grin at it.
Re: FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T
Re: FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T