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YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 4
for this bonus round, the theme is historical fiction! prompts inspired by specific moments in (real or fictional) history.
this round will end on july 15th
Fills can be in any format, and you can fill your teammates prompts, but you cannot fill your own prompt.
You can post as many fills and as many prompts as you want!
for your prompt post title, please use the following format:
PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
for your fill post title, please use the following format:
FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 150 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: TEAM ACE ATTORNEY
THE GOLDEN AGE OF PIRACY (the period between the 1650s and the 1730s, when maritime piracy was a significant factor in the histories of the North Atlantic and Indian Oceans)!!!!!!!!! give me TERRIBLE PEOPLE ATTACKING EACH OTHER ON BOATS!!!!!!!!!!!!! or maybe they're……… not so terrible………………? you decide
FILL: Team Anime/Manga
word count: 439
pairing: winter schnee/cinder fall
fandom: RWBY
characters: winter schnee, cinder fall, marrow mentioned. he's there
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“We’re being boarded,” Marrow says tiredly. He sounds used to it.
They all are, by now. Winter nods as she ascends to the deck, feeling instinctually for the pistols at her side. They won’t do her much good — it’s the swords she’s relying on for combat, given the closeness of the deck and the amount of crew members on board — but it’s nice to have them.
The General should have known better than to send them out directly into pirate territory with a ship practically made of gold. She curses him under her breath as she emerges into the sunlight, curses him again when she turns and finds Cinder hanging off the mast, arms spread wide to catch the wind.
“Again? This is the third g-ddamn time this week, Fall,” she calls.
Cinder grins down at her. “I’m persistent.”
“You’re fucking annoying. Get down here and fight me like an adult.”
Her hand drifts towards the sword at her side, a lingering threat that doesn’t mean much any more. “If you gave yourself over to me I wouldn’t have to do all this.”
Winter scowls at her. “You love it. You’re dramatic.”
“Mm.” Cinder taps her fingers against the sword’s hilt, smiling. “The gunmen on the prow were a nice touch. Em and Merc took pretty good care of them this time, I think.”
“If you killed my gunmen —”
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t be stupid. They’re just unconscious, bit bloody, that sort of thing. I like the chase, you know? Besides, more people alive means more money for their return.”
“It was captives for your boss last time,” Winter mutters. She knows Cinder’s old speeches by heart. They’ve been playing this game for months now, back and forth across the deck of her fucking ship, and the excuses keep changing. “You don’t need to make up a different reason to come see me, you know. You could send me a letter.”
“In the middle of the ocean,” Cinder says.
“Or, you know, give it to me the next time you climb aboard my ship and pretend to pillage.”
“I’m an excellent pillager.” She hops down from her perch on the side of the mast, hands settling on the hilt of her blade. Winter sighs and draws her own, just so they’re even. If she insists on this stupid song and dance every single time she comes aboard, they might as well fight fairly.
“You’re a shit pillager. You don’t even take anything. What’s your goal, Cinder? Annoy us the whole way to Solitas?”
She grins, feral. “And back again.”
“Have it your way,” Winter says, and lunges forward.
FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM
Pairing: Madoka (Maude) x Homura (Holloway)
WC: 716
“Maude!” The little boy, no more than four years old, screams as he bolts from the ship's cabin. “Pirates! Help me!”
Captain Holloway steps through the doorway and watches coldly as the boy's sister – Maude, presumably – throws her arms open to catch him. Sprawling on the trading ship's deck in a pile of useless petticoats and ribbons, Maude nevertheless shields her sobbing brother from view with her body. Her brother clings to her frilly pink dress with both fists, wailing and sniveling in a pitiful display of terror.
Maude's got a little more spine than she looks, painted and cossetted doll that she is, but she's still defenseless. All she can do is hold back tears as the pirates raid the cargo hold, hauling every chest, crate, and barrel abovedeck just to loot the contents.
Holloway's eyes narrow. Typical merchants. They only know how to pay others to do their fighting for them. Their sullen crew already surrendered their arms when the ship was boarded. Now they're lined against the railing with their wrists bound, dully watching their employers as they await their fate.
Even the ship's mascot, a white cockatoo with unpleasantly piercing red eyes, perches quietly in wait. No one will be interfering.
“Lady Maude, is it?” Holloway calls with chilling indifference, pointing a cutlass in her direction. “Step aside, and nobody has to lose their heads. I only need one hostage for ransom, and I expect sons are worth more than daughters. It's bad luck, taking a woman onto a ship.”
“Leave him alone, you bully! Take me instead,” Maude demands, even though her squeaky voice wavers unconvincingly. “I-If you kidnap him, I'll... I'll tell Mother and Father not to send you a single thrupenny bit!”
Holloway's lip curls with dark amusement. Just as planned.
Black boots hit the deck with a thud. In but a few strides, Holloway looms over Maude, expression hardened from years of harsh living on the high seas. The cutlass slides neatly back into its sheath, beside the flintlock pistol. Maude recoils from the weaponry, shrinking in on herself.
“That eager to sacrifice yourself, fair Lady?” Holloway grips her by the chin, forcing her to rise obediently to her feet. She's like some spoiled, tenderhearted pet that never needed to learn how to bite, and is now unable to figure out how. “Come with me. Next time, save yourself first.”
“You...” Up close, Maude's gentle eyes shine with sudden pity and understanding. “You're a woman... aren't you?”
“What fool woman would shear her hair this short, or parade about in men's trousers on a pirate ship? Are you mad?”
Holloway's fingers dig cruelly into Maude's arm, dragging her away from her brother and toward the gangplank. But Maude won't be dissuaded so easily. Her shaking hand presses to Holloway's smooth cheek, finding it untouched by stubble nor razor's edge.
“It's true...!” Her whisper is small enough that the wind and the waves vanish it. “Oh, you poor thing... You must have suffered so greatly to be driven to court the gallows so. Your men can never know your secret, so... Have you been alone all this time?”
Holloway grits her teeth.
In her dreams, this girl, the girl with hair as pink as cherry blossoms and just as fleeting, trades her soul to save the life of a friend, or a family member, or even a common cat. Over, and over, the dream ends in tragedy for her, and Holloway is never able to convince her to change her decision. It's frustratingly impossible to save her from herself.
If someone like Maude has the means to help, then how could she ever knowingly turn her back on those who need it?
And how can Holloway ever turn her back on Maude?
“Don't act like you could ever understand my feelings,” Holloway hisses as they cross the gangplank and reach the deck of her pirate ship. “Even pain is dear to me. It makes me who I am.”
“Well, I'm your captive now, so...” Maude trails off with a pensive, distant expression. “I suppose that means you're not the only woman aboard anymore, so long as you want to keep me?”
Holloway snorts.
Under her breath, she mutters, “As if I'm ever going to let you go.”
Fill: Team Touhou
Entry 1
Ship: Byakuren Hijiri x Minamitsu Murasa
https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731790
…yes. That says “chapters”. We’re submitting a whole fic to this sing prompt.
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Nue Houjuu x Minamitsu Murasa
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731847
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Minamitsu Murasa x Kyouko Kasodani
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731898
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Minamitsu Murasa x Mononobe no Futo
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145732000
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Minamitsu Murasa x Ichirin Kumoi
https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731937
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Onozuka Komachi/Minamitsu Murasa
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731955#workskin
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Minamitsu Murasa x Remilia Scarlet
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145731979
FILL: TEAM TOUHOU
Ship: Kagerou Imaizumi x Wakasagihime
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57290725/chapters/145732042