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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]
|
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.
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 GRANDSTAND
"I want you like, you're mine tonight
I want it all
Do you bite? Well so do I
Yea, I'm an animal"
- "Animal" by XOV
FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, M
Words: 589
Kyoutani’s hands are rougher than usual, his thrusts more powerful, his teeth on Oikawa’s pulse sharper.
“Calm down, little dog. You’re mauling me here.”
The answer he gets is a vicious snap of Kyoutani’s hips and a low grunt. He’s not one for sweet talk.
Oikawa’s insides burn and his back hurts - the benches in the changing room are only so comfortable - but he smiles when Kyoutani lifts his head and stares at him. He’s like an animal with only one purpose to his erratic movements: gratification. It’s obvious he cares little for the pleasure of his partner but Oikawa can’t say he minds. He knew from the beginning what he got himself into. This isn’t for him or his amusement. It’s for the rabid dog on top of him who doesn’t know how to control the power inside him, doesn’t know how to release his strength in controlled bursts. The sex helps. It calms him and makes him easier to deal with on court.
Oikawa thinks it’s worth the bruises and bite marks that wouldn’t fade until a few days after. He gives as much as he takes though: The scratches, bruises and marks littered over Kyoutani’s body tell the whole tale of Oikawa’s resistance. He’s not the type to roll onto his back the moment another bares his fangs at him, after all.
Kyoutani’s gaze remains unwavering, his eyes drawn to small slits. They’re the only steady thing about him. The rest of his body is all tremors and mindless rutting.
“You’re making me blush if you keep looking at me like that.” Oikawa quips and flutters his lashes.
“As if.”
It’s the first thing leaving his mouth since Oikawa had pulled him back when he wanted to leave after training, everybody else but them already gone.
“Rude!” Oikawa pouts.
He arches his back and curls his legs tighter around Kyoutani’s hips before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. The reaction is priceless. Kyoutani freezes and blushes right up to the dyed roots of his short cropped hair. It makes Oikawa want to burst into hysteric laughter. He doesn’t give in to the urge but he allows himself a soft giggle.
“Now look at that, the mad dog can be cute after all.”
It’s enough of deliberate provocation to pull Kyoutani out of his stupified daze. His hips snap forward and he pulls Oikawa’s upper lip in between his teeth while he buries himself into his captain as deeply as possible. It feels like punishment.
Oikawa screams but he doesn’t tell Kyoutani to stop. He would if being told - Oikawa knows from experience - but he doesn’t. Kyoutani needs this, all of it. The violence, the pain, the knowledge that Oikawa can take what he has to give and doesn’t judge him for it. He needs somebody who can keep up with him.
Oikawa screams a second time and rakes his nails down the other boy’s flesh so hard, his fingernails come back with blood. It’s enough to make Kyoutani come. Oikawa can feel the telltale wetness between his legs.
Kyoutani doesn’t bother to pull out. He simply sacks on top of Oikawa, his face pressed into the junction of shoulder and neck, and emits a low grumble. Oikawa likes to imagine it’s a sigh of contentment. He even dares to brush with his bloodied fingers through the blond hair. Surprisingly enough, Kyoutani allows the tender touch.
“You’re just a little puppy after all.” Oikawa mumbles and this time there’s no protest coming from above him.
Re: FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, M
FILL: SWAG 2016
Yahaba likes it like this, slowly and cautiously building up into something bigger, but what he wants is Kyoutani's teeth against his skin, blunt nails dragging down his skin, leaving red marks in their wake. He wants Kyoutani to be rough with him, the way they are when they push each other around between practice, half fighting, half playing, always ready to turn it into an all out brawl while the rest of their teammates pull each other apart. That's what Yahaba wants most right now, he wants that barely contained violence, he wants that wild look in Kyoutani's eyes,
Kyoutani leans in, biting Yahaba's lips hard and, well, that's a good start.
Yahaba bites right back and it just kind of goes from there. They bite whatever skin they can reach as Kyoutani leans over him, pulling Yahaba's thighs apart so he can settle between them a little more comfortable. Yahaba sinks his teeth into Kyoutani's shoulder, hard enough to leave a semi-circle imprint behind and he runs his tongue along it, liking the way it feels a little like a mark of ownership. Kyoutani responds in kind, covering Yahaba's neck with bites, his shoulders, his collarbone.
"Fuck, Kyoutani," Yahaba gasps, as Kyoutani sucks a mark just above his collarbone, then pulls away, grabbing for the lube and a condom.
Kyoutani isn't gentle about the way he spreads Yahaba open, but Yahaba doesn't want him to be. He loves the rough thrust of his fingers, the feeling of being spread open for him, the burn of it. Kyoutani's cock nudges against Yahaba's entrance, slowly pushing its way in.
"Yeah," Yahaba gasps, fingers digging into Kyoutani's arms, pulling him closer. "Come on."
Kyoutani fucks him hard, holding his legs up for more room. He pounds into Yahaba with small, snarling noises at the back of his throat, until Yahaba drags him down into a messy kiss, more teeth than anything else. Yahaba's lips feel so swollen already and he can't wait to see how bad they are once this is over, can't wait to run his tongue over them before Kyoutani does it for him instead, until Kyoutani can't resist biting on his swollen lips, making them even worse.
He's close, so wound up already, so desperate for more, no matter how much Kyoutani gives him. He gasps sharply as Kyoutani's fingers wrap around his cock, stroking it firmly, in time with their thrusts. Kyoutani hits Yahaba's prostate, making him cry out, trembling as he comes.
Kyoutani keeps fucking him, biting into Yahaba's neck hard until he comes, growling at the back of his throat. They pull apart, panting loudly as Kyoutani's music keeps playing, taking each other in, with all the new bite marks and bruises littered across each other's skin.
"You're hot like this," Kyoutai mutters, leaning in, sucking on Yahaba's lower lip. "With my marks on you."
"Likewise," Yahaba grins, biting Kyoutani's lips before Kyoutani can bite him first. "It's a nice reminder that you're mine."
Kyoutani snorts in reply, but doesn't say a word about Yahaba being wrong.
Re: FILL: SWAG 2016