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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!
FILL: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya, G
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none!
Other Tags: aged up characters, a nebulous post-canon where kuramochi & miyuki grow up & apart, so slight Angst for that i guess
Word Count: 618
hi this prompt hurt me a lot but it's a very good prompt! kind of a loose interpretation that got highly influenced by writing with this on repeat (also recommended listening while reading for that, like, added Sads)
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He finds Miyuki between aisles six and seven. A plastic floor sign rests beside him, shiny yellow and too-bright beneath the fluorescent lighting. Please watch your footing, it says, but of course Miyuki isn’t, too focused on staring at whatever’s in his hand to pay attention to anything else.
Kuramochi pays attention, though, ducking neatly between Miyuki and the sign before Miyuki can look up from his shopping list–he’s handwritten a shopping list–to notice Kuramochi only metres away, deliberating between tuna mayonnaise and salmon roe rice balls behind him.
Kuramochi hasn’t seen Miyuki in almost three years.
This is what Kuramochi doesn’t say:
“Need a hand?” he’ll ask. Miyuki will look up, glasses askew, eyes alight with surprise, the shape of his mouth open but not unhappy.
“Are you offering,” Miyuki will reply, and Kuramochi will swipe the shopping list from his hands in lieu of an answer. “Grab a basket, idiot,” he’ll call over his shoulder, and Miyuki will laugh. Since Kuramochi’s back is turned, he won’t see it. But he’ll hear it. He’ll hear it, and he’ll know.
If it were anyone else, Kuramochi wouldn’t have thought twice before calling out to Miyuki, laughing about the coincidence of running into each other at the same convenience store in Yokohama on a Thursday afternoon, cities away from Seidou or koshien or–or any of it, really.
If it were anyone else, Kuramochi might’ve known they still shared the same neighbourhood, or maybe shared the same neighbourhood. Might have recognised the same city streets he himself walks whenever the question So what’s Miyuki up to now? comes to mind.
Kuramochi doesn’t think about how often the question comes to mind.
Because Miyuki, for better or worse, has never been just ‘anyone else’. Clenching his jaw, Kuramochi grabs the two rice balls closest to him and heads back towards the counter. Miyuki steps to the side to let Kuramochi pass, sneakers knocking against the floor sign. From the corner of his eye, he thinks he sees Miyuki start, turning to finally notice the sign. Please watch your footing. Above him, the lights blink once, the briefest flicker of shadow.
Kuramochi is sliding change across the counter as the first drops of rain hit the glass doors, sliding open to the grey of early evening and the muted sounds of rain. He hears the shop assistant greet the next customer paying at the counter, but the doors slide shut before Kuramochi can hear a reply.
This is what Kuramochi doesn’t see:
Miyuki squints at the list in his hands, blurry words written in familiar hand. Someone’s footsteps approach from behind, and he steps to the side, letting them pass. His sneaker knocks against something, and Miyuki turns, registering the familiar shape of the sign with a small, wry grin.
Whoever just passed is gone when Miyuki looks up again, an indistinct silhouette beyond the ssshh of the sliding doors, muffled by the sound of rain. Something in the set of the silhouette’s shoulders holds his attention if not his sight, and Miyuki thinks of the glasses he’s yet to pick up with their new, updated prescription.
As it is, all Miyuki really catches is the yellow of a hoodie, obnoxious and flashy, and a brushstroke of not-quite-green. Miyuki thinks he’s seen it somewhere before. Miyuki also thinks his eyes aren’t seeing very clearly, let alone correctly. He hopes whoever it is had an umbrella with them–he certainly hadn’t seen that.
Turning towards the counter, Miyuki remembers it’s what he’d meant to buy, himself: an umbrella. It wouldn’t do to be caught out alone in the rain, after all.