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Bonus Round 1: Quotes
Bonus Round 1: Quotes
SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
PLAY BALL! For this round, we'd like you to take inspiration from songs, sayings, poems, and other kinds of famous words.
Because this is our first full round, please read this post carefully before proceeding!
This round ends at 7PM on June 13 EDT. Countdown Timer.
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: "Hi-ho, Kermit the Frog here!" -Kermit the Frog
- The quote can come from anywhere. Famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, your neighbor, etc.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Yachi & Kiyoko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Yachi/Kiyoko). 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]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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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 prompts/fills as you want!For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
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!
PROMPT: TEAM LOVE LIVE!
"Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires." - William Shakespeare, Macbeth
FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, T
Word Count: 886
The spotlights snap off after their performance, and as the curtain fully descends, Maki swipes the back of her hand across her brow to wipe some of the sweat off her forehead. It's sweltering underneath the heat of the lights but part of being an idol is working past that, is in the dedication it takes to remain cool and collected even while pushing oneself through physical discomfort.
Rin rushes off the stage with Hanayo in tow, shouting something about what a great performance it was. Kotori giggles softly at something Honoka has said, before Honoka grabs Umi as well to tug them both in for a hug. The low yellow lights backstage call to all nine of them, beckoning them to depart from the shadowy dimness of the curtained-off stage proper, but Maki doesn't move so quickly.
"Good performance," Nozomi says, draping an arm around Maki's shoulders and giving her a squeeze. She's gone the next moment, floating over behind Eli to give her the same treatment.
"Thanks," Maki murmurs back, walking slowly after her friends toward the mellow illumination from the hall.
She thinks she's the last one off the stage, until a hand reaches out of the dark, grasping tight around her wrist and pulling her to a halt. They're familiar fingers, slim but stronger than the size of those hands should suggest, and Nico catches her other hand in order to pull Maki in before leaning toward her in the dark.
"H-Hey," Maki tries to protest, eyes darting once toward where the curtains part and toward where all of their friends have only barely departed. "Don't mess around."
"I'm not," Nico says.
It's dark enough underneath the curtains that she appears only as a vague shadow in the dimness, even from a foot away. But Maki's eyes are adjusting after the brilliance of the spotlights and in the absence of the mellower light from off-stage, so that Nico's face seems to materialize out of the darkness like a ghost.
"You're too serious all the time," Nico says, regretfully, like she's despairing of Maki. "You need to loosen up. Doesn't performing like this excite you?"
"Sometimes," Maki says, words still a little clipped. "I'm less excited by someone grabbing me when I only wanted to go get a bottle of water."
"Maki," Nico says, despairing again, like she thinks she'll have to better teach Maki the ropes. (Maki can feel herself bristle at the very thought.) "Stop avoiding me."
"I'm not," Maki says. "I'm avoiding something foolish."
But Nico's hands are gentle now around her fingers, hands wrapped around Maki's hands with an intimacy that makes her blush, that makes her thankful for the dimness of their surroundings. Nico swings their hands out and back, out and back, childishly playing with them so that Maki almost snaps at her again. But then Nico squeezes them, and steps in closer, and Maki finds it within herself to push her petty aggravation aside.
"Our friends are waiting for us," she says, making one last try at a diversion.
"So hurry up," Nico says. "And don't complain so much."
She tugs insistently one more time at Maki's arms, and Maki can't pretend (not well) that she doesn't know what Nico is angling for. She bends down, arms pulling apart so that Nico releases her and she can slide her hands against Nico's waist right before her lips brush against Nico's lips. It's a light kiss, appeasing, and Nico is the one to push back harder, reaching her hands up to grasp against Maki's face and pull her in.
"That's better," Nico murmurs smugly against Maki's mouth, so that Maki only kisses her again, more firmly than before. She takes back the lead rather than letting Nico grow too pleased with herself, kissing her short and quick until Nico's breath starts to come fast, and only then licking slow into Nico's mouth with her own sense of contentment.
She pulls away only when Nico's hands slide from her face and drag down her chest, gasping softly and opening the space back up in between them.
"You're pushy," she says, but with more amusement than recrimination.
"I like the stage," Nico says back, curling her hands against Maki's sides and sliding warm fingers in underneath the hem of Maki's top. "I like being on stage. I like kissing you on stage."
"Don't," Maki says, as her stomach muscles jump underneath the ticklish brush of Nico's fingertips. "You're incorrigible."
"I just know what I like, and what I want, isn't that part of being an idol?"
Maki laughs, in disbelief as much as anything, but allows herself to lean in and kiss Nico one last time. "I like not having our friends shriek at us when they come looking and we're attached at the lip. Do you want to hear the things Nozomi will say if she has this to lord over you?"
"Ugh, pass," Nico says, pulling back from Maki as she cringes.
Maki disentangles herself, walking past Nico and holding aside the curtain so Nico can walk past her through the door leading off stage. She's relieved to have held off the worst of Nico's insistence, but... Might admit, if only to herself, that there is a certain allure, to kisses stolen in the shadows between shows.