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Bonus Round 4: Quotes
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!
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.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
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)
For fills:First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point 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 (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: god i hate this dude why does he have to have some of my favourite quotes, closing my mf eyes
Prompt:
"But remember, there are two ways to dehumanize someone: by dismissing them, and by idolizing them."
- David Wong
no subject
FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Naruko Shoukichi, G
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 824 words
I went for a more direct meaning of dehumanization too, if that's okay.
***
Kageyama's parents always tell him fairy tales when he's tucked into bed and about to fall asleep. He rolls the small plush volleyball between his hands, and listens to his mother read from the latest picture book. Tonight is the tale of Kaguya, the moon princess who fell to earth and was found in a bamboo tree. The woodcutter's daughter, whose luck and talent brought wealth and blessings wherever she went.
He's in middle school now, grown up enough to know that rabbits don't live on the moon and spiders aren't hiding underground to snatch up any unlucky children. But when Kageyama first watches Oikawa smash a serve across the court, he thinks— this is a person who's come from the heavens.
--
Oikawa is brilliantly talented. His serves miss just as many times as they hit, but when they do, the thud across the gym floor echoes in Kageyama's ears. Oikawa works harder than anyone, he unites the team, he stuns Kageyama's heart every time he's on the court.
Kageyama's not sure if he's worthy enough to be in Oikawa's shadow, but he likes it there. He likes looking across the court to see Oikawa bathed in the sun.
He wants to be just like that man.
It's a little nervewracking, but he holds his volleyball in front of his chest, a small barrier that he can control, and shuffles up to Oikawa.
"Oikawa?"
When Oikawa turns to look at him, Kageyama hesitates, not sure of what form to give his desire. He holds out the ball, worn and scratched up from many practices, and finally says, "Can you teach me how to serve?"
--
Oikawa says no, but Kageyama expected that. Kaguya gave her unwanted suitors impossible tasks to get them to give up. Immortals are tricky like that, but Kageyama knows the trick. He can't force the way to perfect serve out of Oikawa, so he just has to be persistent.
He knows persistence.
--
One time, Kageyama strains his ankle, and has to stay behind after practice. As the team captain, Oikawa stays with him until Kageyama's parents can come pick him up. They sit on the gym steps together, watching the sun bleed red into the sky. Oikawa chomps on a popsicle that Iwaizumi bought him earlier. He doesn't offer a bite to Kageyama.
Kageyama's suddenly aware of how unsightly his knees look, scraped and bruised. He pulls them together, trying to tuck them under his uniform.
"I have a question."
Oikawa eyes him suspiciously. "What?"
He wonders what sort of thoughts an immortal has. Do you like living here? What's it like, serving the ball across the court like that? Do you think the way normal people do?
A shade of sunset washes over Oikawa's face. Have you always been this beautiful?
He thinks of Kaguya, and how she was her most brilliant when the citizens of the moon came to whisk her away. Immortals aren’t meant to be on Earth, they're just visitors.
“You’re not going away, are you?”
Oikawa’s nose scrunches up as he frowns. “Where am I going?”
“I don’t know. Far?”
“And why am I going to be going away again?”
“Because you can’t stay here, doing this forever, right?”
Dust floats in the dying light. Oikawa’s eyes go hard, and his white teeth flash. “You think so?” he says, and Kageyama’s fingers feel cold. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Oh. That’s good.”
Oikawa scoffs, taking another bite out of the popsicle. Blue juice runs down his fingers, like he'd dipped them in the night sky. "Your head's always empty, Tobio-chan."
"Tomorrow, can you teach me how to—"
"No," is the quick response, snappy and final.
A perfected serve is just as good as a dragon's jewel. Kageyama will reach that peak one day, he knows it. Volleyball is all he loves, after all, just volleyball and...
--
"Please teach me," he asks, one night after practice.
Oikawa looks at him, and Kageyama's stunned by the hate simmering in his gaze.
The incident ends without a tragedy, but when Kageyama stumbles to his locker, he wonders over and over again what he did wrong.
--
But in the end, Oikawa isn't from the heavens. He was born here, on Earth, the same place where Kageyama was born. They walked on similar concrete, ate similar food, and went to the same school.
Human, just like the rest of them. No shining robe is going to heal the wounds on Oikawa's heart.
It was an accident, though. He didn't mean it. The way Oikawa comes in the next day, a bandage over his nose but acting like nothing happened, makes it seem like a hazy dream.
He wonders if he should apologize. But he realizes just as quickly, that he doesn't know how to.
Maybe if he fights with all he can, maybe if he's a good opponent, then Oikawa will know how he feels. Maybe then—
Re: FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Naruko Shoukichi, G
Kageyama hesitates, not sure of what form to give his desire.
u killed me
man this made me feel an ache in my chest... the way he unfairly builds oikawa up in his mind, putting him in a role he never asked for and oikawa's brutal cutting down. felt very dream-like too
neeeed to read like 5 more times brb
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 434
***
Tooru is fourteen years old and he is a boy brimming with potential. There is already talk of him being awarded the title of best setter in the prefecture, and he hasn't finished growing yet. He'll be taller, stronger, an even more powerful player on the court. It's just a matter of time.
But the important part of this is the simple fact that he is a boy. No more, no less.
Not how Tobio treats him, like he's something to be gawked at, with that annoying expression of his, wide-eyed like he's trying to absorb everything he possibly can without saying a single word. It's irritating, but it's even worse when Tobio follows him around, full of questions, eager to learn, eager to be just like his—idol, Tooru thinks, and there's no doubt that it's a title that he would lord over anyone, given half the chance, but it doesn't sit well with him when it's Tobio admiring him.
So Tooru brushes him off. It's easy, when they're in direct competition with each other anyway. Only one of them is needed on the court at any given time and it makes them natural enemies. Tobio's existence is incompatible with his own. Tooru hates him as naturally as breathing, but it doesn't feel like the kind of hatred that he feels for anyone or anything else. It's the kind of hatred that feels like a pebble that has lodged itself in his shoe and every single time Tobio looks his way, Tooru can feel that pebble dig into his skin a little more, insistent, irritating, idolising.
•
Tobio is fourteen years old and he is a king with a heavy crown and a resentful kingdom. His teammates have given up on him and he grits his teeth, fingers digging into his palms as he tries not to listen to the way the coach mutters to himself about the way Tobio had been such a promising boy. He doesn't want this. He doesn't want the failure, he doesn't want the crown, and he doesn't want the title.
All he wants is to be on the court, and he looks up, stomach sinking as his gaze drifts over to the spectators and he locks eyes with Tooru, leaning against the railing with an expression that would look bored to most people, but Tobio has seen it enough times to know that he's being critical. He's looking at the situation in front of him and pulling it apart and figuring it out.
Tobio lowers his head, following the rest of his team off the court. He thinks he understands.
Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
for kageyama just, DAMN. I THINK ABT THAT MOMENT SO MUCH... AND I LOVE HOW YOU DESCRIBED IT HERE W/ THE PROMPT. ughhh thank u for filling this <3