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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 GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: magic realism
Prompt:
Reality spilled out into the alley like water from an overfilled bowl—as sound, as smell, as image, as plea, as response.
- Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
FILL:TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: magical realism
Word Count: 403
***
the world bends around kenma like light in water. it makes the moonlight brighter, and bluer, coloring keiji’s sight in shades of a morning sky.
kenma rarely talks, but that’s okay. time passes them by as birds might, briefly glancing down at their quiet, soft forms but never frozen still, the two of them breathing in tandem, half-asleep. kenma is his own sort of peace, and keiji likes that, and him.
training camp was always going to be hard. keiji’s muscles ache, and kenma’s fingertips must be sore. he doesn’t play a video game tonight, just twists slender fingers (setter’s fingers, just like keiji’s) in the hem of his sweatshirt and dozes on keiji’s shoulder.
overhead, a dragon formed from clouds twists lazily midair. it descends closer down on mist-grey claws, keiji watching with amazed eyes while it coasts on thin air. it might rain soon, or it’s dew on the leaves at ten o’clock at night. they glitter like dragon scales as the fog lifts, kenma stirring as his head nearly falls off keiji’s shoulder.
“careful.” kenma pulls himself upright, rubs at his eyes.
“sorry,” he mumbles, and keiji shakes his head. the blue moonlight is still there, but the dragon is gone, with only a thin wisp of vapor in its place. it just feels humid now, and a perfectly ordinary summer night.
“it’s no big deal.” keiji smiles (to say it’s okay, or to say it’s the blue moon hanging like a picture frame overhead, an invitation to touch and see), pats his lap in gentle offering. “you can.”
kenma so often looks at things listlessly, shyness curbing his gaze. keiji luxuriates in his full focus, wonders if his hope could be a warm color to kenma’s eyes. there are only several things that could happen now, threads running through the air in the wake of the rain that didn’t come, or the dragon that came and went. in the wake of the moment, the now, kenma just nods, and says, “...okay.”
keiji curls his fingers through kenma’s hair, bleached blonde and dark brown and kenma just breathes in deep. “we should go back in,” he says (to the ground, or to keiji, or to the dragon).
“in a bit,” keiji agrees, and time stops to see them both nested away, comfortable with each other’s silence. it flies away on a moth, and keiji watches it go, content.
Re: FILL:TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G
FILL: TEAM OTABEK ALTIN/YURI PLISETSKY, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 658
no magical realism here, just real realism. :D
***
Akaashi had always been the realist on his team. It was impossible not to be, what with Bokuto-san being Bokuto-san. Some days he felt like his hand wrapped around Bokuto’s ankle was the only thing keeping him anchored to the earth.
Which was why it was a surprise to realize he was surprised, the first day he showed up at training camp and realized Bokuto wasn’t on his team anymore. Of course, he hadn’t been for months by then; he retired after nationals and Akaashi had played a slew of tournaments with the new lineup since. But training camp was the first time he noticed how lost Kozume looked, and he felt like he was looking into a mirror.
“Are you sad you’re not captain?” Akaashi asked him one day in the cafeteria. He hadn’t meant to say that, he’d just meant to ask how Nekoma’s practices were going.
Kozume gave him a considering look. “Are you sad you are?” he replied, and Akaashi didn’t know what to say to that.
Karasuno was as lively as ever, livelier maybe, since their captain this year was less grounded than Sawamura and more inclined toward encouraging the team’s worst habits. It was strange going up against them, Kageyama’s flat expression meeting his across the net. Kageyama undoubtedly had more talent than Akaashi, which made winning against them much sweeter. After, Hinata shook his hand enthusiastically.
“Do you want to come practice with us tonight?” Hinata asked. “Tsukki and I thought we’d get the training camp gang back together.”
“Stop calling me that,” Tsukishima said, but didn’t comment on Akaashi’s invite.
“I asked Kageyama to come, too, since we need more people!” Hinata said. “You should bring someone!”
Akaashi thought of Kozume’s lost expression, and wondered if they really needed another setter, especially with Kageyama on hand, but decided it didn’t really matter. Practice was practice and it helped to rotate positions anyway.
“Kozume-san, would you like to come with me to an extra practice tonight?” Akaashi asked later, again in the cafeteria. He sat with Nekoma as though it was a normal thing for him, but no one commented on it.
Kozume wrinkled his forehead and nose. “I guess,” he said after a moment, and Nekoma let out a collective gasp. “Call me Kenma, though. We’re the same age, all the Kozume-san stuff is weird.”
“Okay, Kenma,” Akaashi agreed, rolling the name around in his mouth and deciding he liked it. “Keiji, if you prefer.”
Kenma tilted his head. “Maybe,” he said.
Practice was more serious and quieter without Kuroo and Bokuto there. Not much quieter, not with Lev and Hinata around, but noticeably enough. And Akaashi was more in charge than he’d expected, the only captain present and all of the second years looking to him for guidance.
“Oya?” he asked carefully, after a few minutes, and everyone stared at him until Kenma covered his mouth and his shoulders started shaking with laughter.
Hinata grinned and answered, “Oya oya oya!” and Akaashi couldn’t help grinning himself when Tsukishima suggested kidnapping some unsuspecting first years.
After, Lev ran ahead to walk with Karasuno, leaving Akaashi and Kenma by themselves.
“Thank you,” Kenma said, after a moment. “I didn’t know how training camp would go this year, but it hasn’t been the worst.”
“That’s good,” Akaashi said. His fingers accidentally brushed against Kenma’s then, but he did it again deliberately a moment later, and Kenma didn’t move his hand away. “Things feel different, don’t they? It’s stupid, but it didn’t feel really real to me until I got here.”
“I know what you mean,” Kenma said, tangling their fingers together. “But different’s not necessarily a bad thing.”
Akaashi realized how much that was true when Kenma stopped walking and kissed him, warm and slow, and now Akaashi felt like he was the one about to float away from earth. It probably wouldn’t be so bad having Kenma yank him back down.
Re: FILL: TEAM OTABEK ALTIN/YURI PLISETSKY, G
thank you so much for this glimpse of what their third year could be like, the evolution of all the schools' dynamics at training camp, akaashi settling into being captain and the way kenma can get to the heart of him with a simple question like "are you sad you are?" MY HEART. i loved seeing akaashi get used to hinata and tsukki, and kenma's world slowly opening up.
i am also always weak for kenma being the one to initiate so thank you for that asdkhdfkjsh