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Bonus Round 4: Quotes

SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

An oldie but a goodie—in this round, we draw inspiration from famous words said by other people.

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible.

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: "That which does not kill us makes us stronger." -Friedrich Nietzsche
- The quote can come from almost anything—famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, etc.— but please don't quote personal conversations you've had or overheard.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). 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.
Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.

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. Any way you format it is fine. Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> (the ship your prompt is focused on. "&" indicates a platonic relationship, "/" is non-platonic. Format the ship name any way you want, but clarity is more likely to get you fills.) <strong>Fandom:</strong> (what fandom the ship is from) <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; these apply to content in the prompt itself and is NOT an implication of what you're looking for in a fill. If your prompt doesn't require tags, write "None" here.) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Prompt:</strong>	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine. Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) * (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours** is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) * (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours** is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.

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SCORING

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Ship: Alexandra Garcia/Araki Masako or Ushijima Wakatoshi/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke, Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: cisswap not necessary if for the first ship, just *gestures* im crying @ this

Prompt:

text:

strong, shirtless man: *gestures to biceps* check out these swords bro
guy: uhh... don't you mean guns...?
strong, shirtless man: no *flexes with audible SHIIING noise*

THIS. THIS is so lovely, those first two sentences hit me in the chest and kept me from inhaling more air, because my head was stuck in the idea of murder and then I hit to see the boy buried in that jersey and I flailed, it was such a brilliant opening. And I adore that Hanamiya is absolutely vengeful, in a way where he'll cross the guidelines that Imayoshi has set for him and he's so angry and so twelve, with all of the intensity and straightforward thinking of that age.

And the parallel at the beginning and end of the two halves were absolutely brilliant, my heart was absolutely delighted because the same words that were so vicious in Hanamiya's part felt so exasperated in Imayoshi's part. It was so wonderful, despite the fact that there was a poor teenager unconscious and bleeding on the ground, and I did it for you, my goodness.

They're so lovely and so young, I absolutely adore this. Thank you for sharing! <3

excuse me i was trying to be romantic ~~probably~~

Ship: ushijima wakatoshi &/ tendou satori
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

You are one of my nicest thoughts.
( georgia o'keeffe )

Ship: yamaguchi tadashi/yachi hitoka
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: AUs welcome

Prompt:

When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else.

( georgia o'keeffe )

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 415

***

Hanamiya Makoto is a certified genius, an IQ that backs it up, a full-ride scholarship to a middle school he could afford on his own, top grades, perfection. He doesn’t slip up, but he looks like he gets a full night of sleep every night. There’s no questioning that he’s a bright kid, with a bright future if he doesn’t fuck up or the world doesn’t fuck him up; he’s got a way of wrapping people around his finger.

But he is still rough, still not yet fully formed, an uncut diamond, beautiful in its own way but not quite sharp enough to catch the light perfectly. Refinement takes time; Hanamiya hasn’t been tested against the things that will cut him, cut his teeth, cut his mind, sharpen it down with an exacting knife, a perfect laser (or cut him in two, an unseen flaw; that’s perfectly possible). People talk about genius as if it springs out already cut, a diamond with even facets at the bottom of a mine. As if Einstein was born knowing all of his physics equations, as if Curie was born with radiation at her fingertips. That’s not how it works, but people don’t pay attention to genius before it’s there; they assume it’s always there, inherent. To a degree it is, but it’s below the surface; it needs to be pulled up there.

Imayoshi’s going to help that happen if it’s possible. He’s under no illusion that he’ll get any credit, any reward out of this other than seeing Hanamiya go to town, as a person, an intellectual, a basketball player (intellect serves him well there, creativity; they say it’s all the strength in his arms, inborn verticals, things he’s had to practice no matter his aptitude, his perception, his quick thinking. How to draw it out, though—Imayoshi’s no coach, no expert at realizing his own potential or anyone else’s for that matter. He can recognize it, but maybe not more than that, and he’s got his own stuff to take care of.

Maybe kissing Hanamiya’s got nothing to do with it; Imayoshi’s doing it more because he wants to than because he’s interested in the ramifications, at least those that are relevant to Hanamiya’s genius. If it works as a side effect, great; if it means the snarl is struck from Hanamiya's face and his cheeks are red like they are when he’s angry or (as rarely happens) confused, or maybe both. But regardless, it’s cute.

Ship: kuroko tetsuya/kagami taiga OR kuroko tetsuya/kise ryouta
Fandom: kuroko no basket
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

( vincent van gogh )

Ship: abe takaya &/ mihashi ren
Fandom: oofuri
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.

( vincent van gogh )

I'M FUCKING LOSING IT WHILE LOOKING AT THIS!!!!! KAGEYAMA'S SMALL PONYTAIL IS TOO MUCH!!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS GLORIOUS FILL!!!

oh jeez this was such a great prompt and your poetry is. what the heck. the imagery is so vivid, i love the use of brackets, and the last! five lines! i'm yelling!!!! this was such a wonderful take on the prompt aaaaaaa i'm breathless

like his face has been slashed apart from the middle is such a terrifying description for a smile, it brings to mind all of the horror movies of the past, sending shivers up your back. You use such an intense dichotomy between dreaming/waking and real/"normal", it was such a thrilling fill to read! And the description of Imayoshi's bloody grin is absolutely terrifying, because the description feels so much at peace and red and amused takes my breath away. I adore that it ends with the idea that Hanamiya's normal smile is still not normal in the waking hours.

Thank you so much for sharing! <3

Ship: daishou/any of the other captains! (ushijima, daichi, oikawa, kuroo, bokuto etc.)
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: i jus want that good captains content

Prompt:
“you dangle on the leash of your own longing;
your need grows teeth”

- margaret atwood

This was such fun(?) fill to read! Hanamiya's denial is absolutely venomous and I adore how embarrassed he feels all the way through, where the beginning parts are so reasoned and graphic, like he's absolutely wrapped up in the way Imayoshi feels and interacts with him but absolutely is trying to frame them in a "classic" couple space to show how they don't fit the stereotype.

And everyone teasing him is absolutely delightful, because they needle him so well, and despite the sharpness of his retorts they're wonderful and all the ridiculousness of teammates <3 Thank you for sharing!

b r u h. i cant pick a favorite sentence? all of this is my favorite and i love love love your style. the bit about kyoutani's eyes being like a wolf's really got to me, as did the i hate you/i know !!!!!!! shit damn i am weak. aND "He has no fucking right to be this gentle." kill me now!! pardon the incoherence,, just,,,, thank you x1000000

"kill me bro, full homo romo" --manami, probably

Ship: Murasakibara/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 429

***

“What would you think of yourself if you were someone else?”

It’s the kind of question that falls from Murasakibara’s lips sometimes, seemingly simple, actually getting at some other kind of point that he’s trying to make, more obliquely. He’s been talking around Himuro’s self-image lately, the kind of thing Himuro’s sick of thinking about and doesn’t want to talk about, but as much as he pulls away Murasakibara pushes and prods more. As if it’s a game, not a settled subject.

It’s hard not to think about the question as he walks back, Murasakibara at his side, the constant crunch of potato chips under his teeth, as much as he doesn’t want to. He’s only thought of himself as another person as a what-if, if he were like Taiga, like Murasakibara, like Alex, if he’d had that kind of raw power to harness. If he were that person, he could like himself, maybe, if he wasn’t an insufferable jerk about it (but then he might like himself anyway). He’d hate himself if that self was another person, if he’d had all the talent but still fucked up everything the way Himuro always does, if his luck hadn’t made him magnanimous.

And, as he is, there’s not much to like. He’d been an okay kid, sharp resentment and bitterness in him even then but tempered by stupid optimism that’s long since faded. The only people who love him are the ones who love that part of him, the person he no longer is, the person who’s long since gone. The people who think they like him are the people who only see the parts Himuro shows them, the likable or the illusion of that, at least. And Himuro can’t help but hate them, for idealizing this person he’s not, even though that’s what he wants to see. A paradox.

Murasakibara’s seen too much, and he likes Himuro anyway. He’s a frustrating person, immense talent half-wasted, but off the court and in practice he’s not a bad person to have around. Himuro doesn’t hate him, not at all. He doesn’t have the deep rivers of bitterness toward good people inside of him that Himuro does; he’s not chasing something futile; he’s not made of want for things he can’t have. He’s not nearly as fucking pathetic as Himuro is, still stuck in this rut.

“The same as I do as I’m myself,” Himuro says, unlocking the door to his room.

Murasakibara’s hands curl around Himuro’s wrists, squeezing, a nonverbal rebuttal before he captures Himuro’s mouth in his.

i truly don't think i have another ship that fits this quote as well as they do; it's just too on the nose.

and i'm 110% okay with post-apocalyptic!!

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 530 words

Faux-historical, just an atmospheric piece to match the poem. Alcohol, gambling and tiny mention of nudity.

***

From behind the thin crimson paper shades, the candles cast a crimson light onto the room. It picks out the red veins of drunkenness in Eichi's nose, the pink tinged flush of inebriation on Reo's cheeks and makes the wine in the cups glow a deep, marvellous red. In the truer light of the day, the wine would be the pale pink of immature spring-wine but now deep in the night, it looks as pure and rich as blood.

Hanamiya lifts the cup to his mouth to sip at the wine and Imayoshi watches it slop against his upper lip, leaving his mouth shining wet and glistening. The girls use paint made of crushed safflower, fermented to an iridiscent green that turned red when moistened. Imayoshi has admired their pretty smiles before, thought of them as looking bloody-mouthed as if they feast on their customers, but the natural shape and color of Hanamiya's mouth leaves them all behind. He doesn't have a pert little mouth - his mouth is wide and loose, always holding back a disdainful laugh, but Imayoshi watches it with a hunger he has never felt for anything since.

"Be more circumspect with your bets," he instructs, picking up one of the markers that Hanamiya so carelessly threw down and placing in the folds of Hanamiya's yukata. It drapes over his knee gracefully, tumbling in a waterfall of beaten cotton down to the floor, and Imayoshi's thumb just lightly brushes against Hanamiya's thigh as he returns the marker to Hanamiya.

"Tch," Hanamiya says, his tone annoyed but his eyes glinting a warning. "I know what I'm doing."

Ah. So Hanamiya is out to skin the Rakuzen soldiers of everything except their bones. Imayoshi shrugs philosophically and lets Hanamiya get on with it. He's had enough wine to feel warm and relaxed; rather than bet, he'll stay seated on his cushion and watch Hanamiya slowly take the Rakuzen men for everything they're worth.

When Reo strips out of his yukata and passes it to Hanamiya to pay his bet, Imayoshi feels nothing but a mild stirring of fondness for Hanamiya's ruthlessness even though Reo is as pretty as story says. He focuses on Hanamiya's hands, holding the cup with the bone dice, and lazily commits the long, slender fingers to memory.

The rolling drumbeat sounds like his own heartbeat to Imayoshi at first but Sakurai instantly leaps to his feet from the corner where he'd been asleep.

"Time to ride out, captain" he says, gathering up his armor from where it lay discarded and pulling it on. Hanamiya's gaze slides over to Imayoshi's and Imayoshi reads something that he fancies is true regret.

"Yes," he agrees and holds Hanamiya's gaze as he rises to his feet. Hanamiya looks away first, staring down at the dice, and Imayoshi lets himself wonder what farewell the man might've given them if they'd been alone.

As he leaves the tent, the back of his hand brushes Hanamiya's hair. His skin is still tingling as he mounts his horse and rides away; his blood ebbs away from him, leaving him cold and empty.

All the warmth in him remains in that tent with Hanamiya.

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou or Aomine Daiki/Kise Ryouta or Kagami Taiga/Kuroko Tetsuya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: hydrophobia (?)

Prompt:

"Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart.” Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Ship: Kasamatsu/Kise
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 419

the canon div au i waited all thru the teikou arc to see and was summarily disappointed

***

“You’re not playing,” says Kasamatsu. “Look at your ankle.”

Kise’s looking; he’s had a boot and then an ice pack on all morning and it’s just reduced in size enough for him to pull on his sneaker. He’s not letting this opportunity pass him by.

“My ankle’s smaller. I can take them, Kasamatsu-san.”

“Maybe you think you can, but you might screw it up; you might need surgery or something major. Third place isn’t worth it.”

“What if we’d won?”

“Then we’d play Rakuzan without you.”

Kise glares; as if. Coach Takeuchi has a mile-wide inferiority complex when it comes to his old teammates, specifically Harasawa, Araki, and Shirogane. Nakatani doesn’t bother him as much, so he’ll tell Kise to rest now, but fuck that. They can beat Shutoku. Midorima’s been waiting; he deserves better than Kaijou without their ace.

“Nakamura—”

“Can’t do what I do. I’m not saying all four quarters; I’m saying I want to go out there. I have something to give; that’s my burden as the ace, isn’t it? If you’re the captain, then you should want me out there.”

“I want what’s best for the team, what’s best for the players.”

“Isn’t a win what’s best? It’s your last game.”

“Kise,” says Kasamatsu, running a hand through his hair. “I appreciate the thought.”

“You want to beat Shutoku? You want to fight? You don’t have to start me. Just put me in when you need me; let me go a little bit. Let me try and hold them back. Please, Kasamatsu-san. I want this.”

“I know you do. I know you want that last game back.”

And it hurts, all over again, that game that they should have won, that Kise should have pushed himself just a little harder, just a few more points, a little more—they’d be in the final, down him at full power, against Rakuzan. Still a better outcome.

“Hey,” says Kasamatsu, and Kise realizes he’s tearing up again.

Kasamatsu looks at Kise, as a boyfriend and not as a captain, his gaze softer. Kise sniffs, and Kasamatsu kisses the tip of his nose, ruffles his hair, and then hugs him. He’s smaller than Kise, very noticeably so, but his arms feel strong and secure, and for a moment Kise believes they’ll pull it off without him.

“Not without me,” says Kise. “Please.”

“Never thought I’d hear you beg for this,” says Kasamatsu, voice a little hoarse. “Don’t push it, but I’ll see what I can do.”

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL!!! ;;_;; !!! i love how you wrote all this this is so sweet i'm (clutches chest) I LOVE THAT SUGA'S LISTING THINGS HE KNOWS ABOUT DAICHI ONLY TO REALIZE HE'S IN LOVE... thank you for this beautiful fill y_y i teared up!! <3

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 400 words

This was actually a little difficult because the replace novel/canonical account of their first meeting has Imayoshi being the ONLY person to see through Hanamiya’s good boy act so I was stuck at first how to write this. XD And then I realized - Imayoshi commenting on everyone else being fooled!

***

Afterwards, Imayoshi enjoys watching everyone recoil from Hanamiya with the scandalized outrage of sheep who did not notice the wolf in their midst.

The same people who had praised Hanamiya's honor roll status, who had spoken of how polite and gentle he was, were now the loudest voices of disapproval. They spoke of what an awful liar he was to have fooled them so, of how arrogant and contemptuous he was of his peers. He was even disrespectful towards the teachers!

Imayoshi held his tongue and did not ask what the teachers had ever done to deserve Hanamiya's respect. He smiled instead and accepted graciously the compliments thrown his way for having been suspicious of Hanamiya.

There was no such thing as a good person, Imayoshi longed to tell them. They should have known from the start that anyone who was universally loved was lying to the universe.

They would not thank him for such insight though; they would turn on him just as surely as they had turned on Hanamiya.

Imayoshi feigned modesty instead, demurring, "Oh, it was easy to see through his act, I deserve no especial credit."

Such a humble statement could not offend anyone; such a humble statement would leave them wondering why they had been stupid enough to be fooled if it was so easy to see through Hanamiya.

The flocks of giggling girls that had surrounded Hanamiya fell away, leaving him standing alone as he loped through the hallways with the effortless grace of a satiated predator. The whispers always died out when he came near, people refusing to meet his eyes or smile at him but not daring to scowl or challenge him either.

"Senpai," Hanamiya greeted Imayoshi, a dark light making his grey eyes glint like sharpened steel. He said nothing more but waited, a challenge in his expression to see if Imayoshi would still acknowledge him though the rest of the school stunned him.

Aware of the many eyes trained on them, Imayoshi smiled and reached out. He ruffled Hanamiya's hair, a flicker of pure delight shooting through him at Hanamiya's surprised scowl, and then let his hand rest on Hanamiya's shoulder. The boy's shoulder was sharp but relaxed, holding no tension despite the situation.

"Makoto-chan," Imayoshi purred, deliberately pitching his voice to be overheard. "Come, have lunch with me."

He had been the only one to see through Hanamiya and now, he would be the only tone to tame him.

Ship: Mayuzumi/Akashi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 417

***

The second Mayuzumi sees Akashi’s eyes, the red of fresh blood and the yellow of a scab, he knows this is real, true, every bit of it. This isn’t a light novel, a cheap thrill, a fake out nightmare. This isn’t just fun and games with unseen reflections. It’s thirst for blood, white fangs where Akashi’s canines should be, a long tongue that licks his cherry red lips.

Vampires are hypnotic; Mayuzumi had read that somewhere (Dracula, perhaps?) and that’s true, or maybe self-fulfilling; maybe he’s baring his neck because part of him doesn’t believe it’s really true, that Akashi’s teeth will harmlessly dig in dents into his skin, that Akashi doesn’t want this, that he’ll laugh it off (as if Mayuzumi could fall for obvious usage of tropes, the old mansion, the rich clothes, the antiquated set of mannerisms). Or maybe it’s because Akashi compels him; maybe it’s because he believes it all and still wants this. A familiar, a meal, a human turned vampire. None of those are ever useful in books; none of those ever become something, someone. It’s a disposable role, almost, requisite, the first character killed off to show that something’s wrong. Mayuzumi’s mind is stalling, filling itself with thoughts as Akashi draws closer.

“That’s very kind of you,” Akashi says, cold finger drawing a line down Mayuzumi’s neck. “Thoughtful.”

The chomp of his fangs doesn’t hurt. It’s a sting and then numbness, like his jaw when he gets a filling in his tooth, the sound of flowing blood. There is a puncture, Mayuzumi imagines, incisions, clear like a deeper hickey. It’ll bruise. It feels nice, being sucked out this way, pleasant. Maybe he should have found a vampire to do this before; maybe he should have sought one out as more than a curiosity or half-myth. Maybe he’s feeling a little lightheaded as Akashi pulls out.

“Apologies,” Akashi says. “And thank you for your generous offering. Please, stay the night.”

Sleep’s beginning to sound really good right now, even if Mayuzumi wakes up to another vampire taking a meal from the other side of his neck, or if Akashi wants to suck him dry, draw out how he’s going to make the kill. There are worse ways to go, aren’t there? Mayuzumi falls asleep in a four poster bed, curtains closed all around him, staring at the spine of a book of poetry he’d grabbed from the nightstand, hand rubbing the indentations where Akashi’s fangs had drawn his blood.

(slams the bookmark button) !!!!

Ship: Yachi Hitoka&/Shimizu Kiyoko or Yachi Hitoka&/Hinata Shoyo
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: Yachi's determination fills me with strength

Prompt:

"'Dear God,' she prayed, 'let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.'"

—Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

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Bonus Round 4: Quotes

PROMPT: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou

Re: FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, T

Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

Re: FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

Re: Fill: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, T

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

Re: FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU, [T]

Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, T

PROMPT: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

Re: FILL: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou, [G]

FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, T

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

Re: PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

PROMPT: Team Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu