BONUS ROUND 4 - PROMPT FUSION
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"Fusion is just a cheap trick to make weak prompts stronger!" - a quote from Steven Universe, probably
for this bonus round, it's all about combining two ideas. for example "high school AU" + "secret identity" or "soulmate au" + "mafia au"!
to submit a prompt or fill, reply to this post on Dreamwidth!
Fills can be in any format, and you can fill any prompt (even if it's your own or your teammates)!
for your prompt post title, please use the following format:
PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
if you are participating as a vote-only member, use this format:
PROMPT: VOTER
for your fill post title, please use the following format:
FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
if you are participating as a vote-only member, use this format:
FILL: VOTER
POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 100 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 100 points each
Fills 5-10: 50 points each
Fills 11-20: 40 points each
Fills 21-50: 30 points each
Fills 51+: 25 points each
PROMPT: VOTER
Date: 2023-08-26 08:58 pm (UTC)FILL: TEAM OC
Date: 2023-08-31 08:18 pm (UTC)Words: 403
CW: Major character death
The blood wouldn’t stop coming, no matter how hard Lennon tried.
And oh god, did she try. They didn’t bring any first aid materials with them—stupid, so stupid, too late—but she tried her best. The rockslide had hurt Phila in ways Lennon had no hope of fixing, but if she could just stem the bleeding until help came, that would be enough.
Lennon pressed her already-bloodsoaked shirt into Phila’s abdomen so hard she could almost crush her, but it was no use. Something was wrong in a way she couldn’t fix. Too much blood. Lennon’s hands were slippery with it, pressing into tattered flesh and shattered bones, her body twisted and broken.
“Lennie?” Phila’s voice came out feeble and raspy, nothing like it was supposed to be. Just hours ago, she’d been so excited about their excursion that her cries of joy had scared the birds away. “I gotta tell you something. ‘Fore it’s too late.”
“Don’t say that!” Lennon admonished. “You’re gonna be fine. The ambulance is on its way. What is it?”
She tried not to think about how far they were from a drivable road. How the paramedics would have to trek through the trail to find them. How much precious time it would take.
“I love you.” Phila gave her a weak smile.
“I love you too. Always.”
“No, Lennie.” Phila wheezed, a little bit of blood coming out with it—not good. Coughing up blood only happened in tuberculosis and lung injuries. “I love you. Love-love. M’sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t want things to change.”
The confession had Lennon reeling even more than she already was, her vision becoming blurry with tears. “Me too,” she choked out. “Since high school, freshman year.”
Phila tried to laugh, but it came out as more of a strangled cough. “Seventh grade. I win.” She reached a shaking hand up, tugging lightly on Lennon’s shirt-collar. “Kiss me before I go.”
Too late. Lennon could have confessed any time in high school, in college, in the years since. She could have had years upon years of kisses and more with Phila. A happy life together. As much as she wanted to deny it, she knew she would never get that chance now.
Lennon leaned down for a kiss, completely unlike all the times she’d imagined it, her tears running onto Phila’s cheeks.
By the time she pulled back, Phila was gone.
Re: FILL: TEAM OC
Date: 2023-09-04 05:55 pm (UTC)