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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!
FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, T
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"This can't be good for you," Oikawa remarks, footsteps heavy on the balcony out the back of their tiny, shared college apartment as he slides the glass doors open and steps out into the cold dusk air. Kuroo hardly looks up, raising a single eyebrow and shrugging his shoulders noncommittally as he takes another drag of the cigarette hanging loosely from his teeth.
"In fact," Oikawa continues, taking half a step until he's standing beside Kuroo's slouched figure, "I know it's not good for you. Aren't you an athlete, captain?"
Kuroo grins wide at that, plucking the cigarette hanging from between his lips so it doesn't fall into the alley below.
"Not a captain anymore," he remarks as he shifts, settling a hand on his hip. "You asked to keep the apartment non-smoking, so i'm out here freezing my ass off to keep you happy."
He watches the wrinkle form between Oikawa's eyebrows before he speaks, not quite sounding hurt, but close. "Tetsu-chan, I didn't know you smoked, or maybe I wouldn't have agreed to living together in the first place, you know?"
Kuroo opens his mouth to speak, or snort his disbelief, maybe, but Oikawa manages to cut him off, the tip of his tongue just peeking out from the corner of his mouth as he smiles like something sharp. "Do you want me to buy you some nicotine patches? Or one of those vapour cigarettes? I am a good, thoughtful roommate after all."
Kuroo's torn between laughing and wanting to wipe away that smug grin, watches Oikawa bat his eyelashes as if he could pretend to be sincere just by having a pretty face. Kuroo finds himself matching his grin anyway, watches Oikawa's gaze shift from his face down the length of his arm to where the cigarette is still dangling in his fingers over the edge of the balcony.
"There are better places to get a buzz, you know," he remarks, flashes one last grin that looks more predatory than anything else in the dying light of the dusk, and heads back inside.
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"What i'm saying is, there's no way we are alone in the galaxy. The known universe is huge, let alone the parts we don't even know exist yet! and– Tetsu-chan, are you even listening to me?"
Kuroo huffs a sigh into the fabric of his pillowcase, turns his head from where it's jammed between two pillows, and wonders how Oikawa managed to talk him into this. His bed had broken the other day thanks to an overdramatic moment of bickering turned play-fighting that had ended with Oikawa shoving him through the door of his bedroom and right onto his bed. Somehow he managed to break the already rickety frame when he had landed on it.
But it made sense for them to share. Oikawa's bed was a double after all, and it would be more hassle than it was worth to trudge halfway across the city to crash at Bokuto's place.
"Tetsu-chan," Oikawa says again, a little more forcefully. "You could at least pretend to be interested, or tell me if the topic's boring you."
Kuroo's tired, but Oikawa's eyes are bright in the dark, and he somehow manages to still look pretty with his hair mussed from the pillow; he's been restless since they got into bed, and Kuroo's not sure if he sleeps like this normally or if the nervous edge to his voice is more than something Kuroo had dreamed up.
"'m not bored, just tired," Kuroo answers slowly, using the cover of the dark to skim his eyes across the planes of Oikawa's face.
"You have to tell me these things, otherwise how am I supposed to know? I wouldn't want to keep you awake too late." The tone of his voice is brusque and clipped all of a sudden, nothing like the charming lilt from when he had suggested that they share his bed; nothing like the apologetic stuttering when he had realised just how hard he'd shoved Kuroo in the first place.
Sometimes Kuroo isn't sure if anything about Oikawa is sincere.
"Do you mean anything you say?" He doesn't mean to say it aloud, really, but he does, and it hangs in the silence like a dead weight.
Oikawa stutters a breath, stiffens beside him enough that Kuroo can feel the mattress shifting. he figures he's hit a nerve somewhere, even if he's not quite sure if this is an old wound or something entirely new.
"You're one to talk you know," Oikawa says finally, rolling over until they're face to face. He can feel Oikawa's breath fanning across his face, smell the mint from his expensive whitening toothpaste. "You never mean half the things you say, you're too busy trying to get a rise out of people." Kuroo feels a finger jab against his chest accusatorially, and Oikawa leaves it there, nail pressing through his shirt into the skin above his heart. "I'm onto you, provocation expert. So don't go preaching to me about sincerity, or morals, or anything like that."
There it is again, that stutter that Kuroo isn't sure how to deal with. Oikawa is difficult, has been since they met each other, but something about him makes Kuroo buzz. He isn't a puzzle, even though there are parts of him that Kuroo doesn't understand, and he isn't difficult to rile up, but he's still fond of him, even with all the bickering and obnoxious nicknames. Even when he's complaining about work, or course mates, or when he's dumping Kuroo's three day old dishes out of the sink so he can hand-wash his favourite shirt, or throwing out Kuroo's packs of cigarettes when he leaves them lying around the apartment.
He's kind of a shitty roommate, but he might be a decent friend. Or a decent something, anyway.
"I wouldn't dream of lecturing you about morals, Tooru-chan." Kuroo's voice is singsong and mocking, and he just about has time to hear the huff of frustration from Oikawa before he leans forward and presses their mouths together. There's a split second of hesitation, Oikawa's eyes are wide open in the dark, but Kuroo watches them slide shut and follows suit, then it's just the two of them moving against each other in the dark. Oikawa's hands move to his chest, fist in his shirt and pull him closer, as if he'd been waiting for this moment. Kuroo licks against the seam of Oikawa's lips, slides his tongue into his mouth when he parts them, a low whine building low in his chest.
There's no sparks, or lightning, or anything dramatic; but the slide of Oikawa's tongue against his leaves him gasping all the same, and when they pull apart for air he can hear Oikawa panting too, his hands still balled tight against Kuroo's shirt. kissing Oikawa isn't like kissing a first love, but there's something bittersweet about it, and it leaves Kuroo wanting all the same.
"You're a contrary asshole." Oikawa accuses. Kuroo can see the shine of his tongue as it darts out to wet his lips.
"No, i'm just a good roommate," Kuroo says, and leans in to kiss him again.
Re: FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, T
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Re: FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, T
The tone of his voice is brusque and clipped all of a sudden, nothing like the charming lilt from when he had suggested that they share his bed; nothing like the apologetic stuttering when he had realised just how hard he'd shoved Kuroo in the first place. omg i also love these 500 Tones of Oikawa, and the way he constantly switches between them bc HE DOES!! *____*
expensive whitening toothpaste LMFAO SCREAMS ♥ PERFECTION!! and kuroo's tooru-chan oh my god, i love the way you wrote their dynamic, like... fresh and jaded at the same time. *A*!! PERFECT.
Re: FILL: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/OIKAWA TOORU, T