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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: Tokusatsu Yuri Ships United Front
Date: 2024-07-03 12:49 am (UTC)FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM
Date: 2024-07-06 02:47 am (UTC)Fandom: Genshin Impact
Pairing: Furina x Yun Jin
WC: ~800
“Oh, Lady Furina, is that you? How fortuitous! It's me, Xavier! I haven't seen you since the Fontinalia Film Festival!”
The well-dressed man gestures so emphatically as he speaks that Furina can't help but wince. Other patrons of the café are beginning to stare and whisper amongst themselves. Furina sighs, taking off the sunglasses Navia lent her to maintain her anonymity whilst on dates, and dropping them unceremoniously on the table.
A lot of good her disguise did. She'll probably be on the cover of The Steambird tomorrow.
Yun Jin smiles, pleasant as always, and touches their knees together underneath the table. “You really are popular,” she remarks, low enough that only Furina catches the undercurrent of amusement in her voice. For once, it isn't happening to her.
Yun Jin slides the sunglasses onto the bridge of her nose, and winks over the lenses.
“I'm... a bit occupied at the moment, but I suppose I can spare a minute or two,” Furina says graciously to Xavier, gesturing meaningfully to the two tea cups on the table, although he doesn't quite get the hint. “How has the launch of Musketeer Pictures been treating you? I'm flattered that you came to me first, truly, but I really have too many paid projects lined up to consider directing another film for exposure...”
“Oh, dear, I actually mailed multiple letters detailing my offer – perhaps I have the wrong address on file?” Xavier frowns, rubbing his chin. “I was wondering why you hadn't sent any response yet.”
Yun Jin's knowing smile only grows more smug by the moment. Furina's cheeks color as she waves a hand in flustered dismissal.
“Salon Solitaire has been sorting my fanmail for me, so they may have – it doesn't matter, what is it I can do for you?”
“R-right!” Xavier squares his shoulders, seeming to take notice of Yun Jin for the first time. He clears his throat awkwardly, looking between them, before launching into his pitch. “Well, it just so happens I'm putting together a documentary on musicians all around Teyvat. I've already conducted an interview with the head organizer of the Iridescence Tour, collected footage from the Lantern Rite Grand Concert in Liyue Harbor, and – long story short, I want to shine a spotlight on our inimitable Opéra Épiclèse, of course! And who can speak of opera without also speaking of Furina de Fontaine, national treasure, in the same breath?”
As Xavier continues heaping lavish praise on Furina, she casts a helpless look at Yun Jin, silently pleading for an escape route. Still Yun Jin's polite smile does not waver, even if her eyes are positively sparkling with mirth.
“Sounds lovely so far, dear,” she murmurs, nodding along with Xavier.
Traitor, Furina mouths at her.
Yun Jin daintily takes a sip of her tea, pinkie extended, and pretends not to notice.
“...Got some great shots of the Rock 'N' Roll King of Hanamizaka, as well as the Shining Idol of Mondstadt, so if we could film you singing for the big montage at the end, that would... I'm sorry, have I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar,” Xavier blurts, turning to face Yun Jin.
“Why, you haven't heard?” Furina grins, pouncing immediately on her opportunity. “This is none other than Mademoiselle Yun Jin: playwright, director, and star of Liyue's Yun-Han Opera Troupe! She would be thrilled to be a part of your pet project!”
It's Yun Jin's turn to wince. “Well, I am currently on vacation in Fontaine, but if you direct future business inquiries to Heyu Tea House, I shall be in correspondence with you upon my return,” she deflects modestly, inclining her head.
Underneath the table, she stomps on Furina's shoe. Furina disguises her yelp as a cough to maintain her dignity.
“Both of you, in the same place, at the same time?” Xavier exclaims, enthusiasm reignited. “Are you working on some sort of collaboration? A joint opera production? Perhaps I can interview the two of you together for the documentary! Are the two of you good friends?”
“Very good friends,” Yun Jin agrees calmly, over Furina's nervous giggle.
Yun Jin removes her sunglasses and folds them neatly before placing them beside her tea cup. She reaches out to gently cup Furina's cheek in her palm, gazing deeply into her eyes, before drawing her into a slow, passionate kiss.
The only person who blushes harder than Furina is Xavier, who stumbles backwards in his haste to beat a quick retreat.
“M-my apologies, Lady Furina, Lady Yun Jin, I didn't realize – this was a date, I didn't mean to interrupt you, ladies, do carry on and expect my letter in the mail–!”
Furina is ready to crawl underneath the table. Yun Jin, on the other hand, can barely restrain her delighted laughter.