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YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 7

For this round, we want to see prompts that are based on settings or locations! For your prompts, please provide a location or setting. It can be as specific or as abstract as you want, and can be in any medium you prefer!

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

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There are five or six SDC warehouses in Vale no longer in use. Winter makes a habit of checking them whenever she’s in the area, both to deter local thieves from trying to break in and look for remaining Dust, and because she’d feel some kind of immense shame if she didn’t. She supposes it’s just a natural consequence of being raised the way she was. the entire world seems to try to fall apart when she doesn’t have both of her hands clasped around it, keeping it together.

Today in particular, she’s passing by one of the oldest — a little ways away from the docks in downtown Vale, built long before Jacques took over the company — when she hears the gunshots.

She likes to do these checks by herself, in secret, so there’s no one to call. Dust knows she’d never hear the end of it if anyone found out she was still looking at her family’s business decisions out of some kind of twisted obligation. She considers it for about half a second before a second round of gunshots go off, and then she runs.

Permission to carry weapons is limited specifically to students, active Huntsmen, and military personnel in Vale. This could mean very little — she’s heard of a string of Dust robberies from Weiss before, after all — but it’s still worth approaching with some kind of decorum intact. Most people know who she is, and after all, the most logical explanation she can come up with is drunk students sneaking into the first quiet place they can find. It happens a lot in Mantle, even with the strict discipline Atlas Academy drills into each cohort.

Still, Winter runs. Maybe it’s that unsettling sense of loyalty; maybe it’s the deep unease that crawled down her throat the moment she stepped foot onto Valean soil. It doesn’t matter, really. What matters is that she remembers the layout of the warehouse from when it was in use well enough to creep in through a side door reserved for smoking breaks and follow the sound of laughter to one of the first floor walkways.

She stops underneath the walkway in question, keeping firmly to the shadows of old crates. There are three people above, two women and a man. One of the women — a girl, really; she can’t be more than a year older than Weiss — is handing Dust cartridges to the man, and the man is packing them into a rifle. The second woman is watching, hanging languidly over the railing like a cat, the picture of idle amusement.

(Winter finds herself tracking the way she raises a hand to prop her chin against her palm, cataloguing the lazy spread of her smile, and has to shake herself out of it. This is serious.)

The man — boy, really — starts firing the gun again. Dust sprays out over the gap between the walkways, and the two kids burst into startled laughter. So it’s exactly what Winter thought it was, students being nuisances, except —

Except for the woman watching the two of them. She looks nothing like a student, nothing like anyone Winter has ever seen before. And before Winter can say anything, can try to get a closer look, she says something quiet to the girl and walks away, vanishing from sight.

Shit. She should have acted sooner.

Well, it doesn’t really matter. She’s tired, and she wants to go home. Getting rid of two idiot kids will be enough to deter all three of them coming back, at the end of the day. Winter waits until the sound of footsteps over metal has faded away before she turns to move, following the shadows up to the door she knows will take her to the first floor.

And she gets two steps in before she walks straight into the woman from the walkway.

haha i'm so glad you enjoyed it! OMG THATS CRAZY carry on has probably my favorite prose of all time so i re-read it whenever i get writer's block!! THEY ARE IN LOVE

“I got you a coffee,” Cinder says, slotting her arms around Winter’s waist.

Winter yelps, flails her hands away from the microscope before she can knock the sample off. “I’m trying to look at something, thank you very much.”

Cinder pouts, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck. Winter shudders against her. “Well, I’ll just drink it myself, then.”

“Don’t do that,” she says idly. She still hasn’t managed to get a look at the sample, but that doesn’t matter. “Have the results come back yet?”

Cinder’s shoulders move against hers in a shrug. She’s pressed up close, tucking her head into the side of Winter’s neck. “I don’t know. I don’t really care, to be honest with you.”

“It could be important,” Winter hums. Cinder sighs.

“I know, I know.” Her lips trace Winter’s pulse point. “When’s your break?”

“I just got here.” Sensing the loss of Cinder’s warmth on the horizon, she glances up at the clock to humour her. “About two hours. Why?”

“Coffee, of course,” Cinder grins. In her pocket, her phone starts vibrating. Neither of them pay it any mind.

In a safe house

"Mio-chan! I put the trolley away!"
Kagura bounds towards her teammate, proud that she managed to figure it out. It's hard being a kid and simultaneously trying to adult.
Sure, they're still on the Rainbow Line, but even traingoers need groceries.
Encouraged (or rather badgered) by Ticket, the ToQgers have split up to try and achieve chores in groups — and Tokacchi is definitely cheating, because he has Akira on his team.
Kagura loudly proclaimed as much inside the supermarket, which earned her a few stares. Mio didn't do anything to stop her, though - just bit her lip.
Which she's doing again now, outside in the parking lot.
And, now that Kagura thinks about it, that's really not like her Mio-chan at all.
She takes one of the two shopping bags from her.
"Mio... chan?"
"Hm?" Mio shakes her head, smiling as though nothing's wrong. "Oh, just deep in thought. That's it."
But Kagura knows her far too well to believe that.
"Come onnnn. What really happened?" She shakes her teammate's arm with her free hand. But she shakes it off.
"Kagura. Please. I'm fine." Her voice is annoyed now, maybe even... angry? Kagura can't tell. "Can you just drop it, please?"
It's uncharacteristic. It's funny. They both tear up. One of them in frustration, the other in slight despair that she can't help. At all.
Then time stops.
A plastic bag falls to the ground. Arms reach for a torso. Pink intermingles with yellow.
There's a gasp.
"Rely on me sometimes, Mio-chan. This relationship... it goes both ways, okay?"
Then there are sobs.
"What happened?"
"Dad... I always did this with Dad..." Her voice is muffled. Kagura can feel her poncho getting wetter. But it's fine, because it's her Mio-chan.
"You miss him, don't you?" She soothes, rubbing her back. Up and down, up and down, to a regular tempo. She feels the breaths getting steadier, less shaky.
"I don't know if... if we'll ever find home..."
"..." Neither does she. It's very painful to think about. Too painful. "You have me, though!"
"... Yeah." Mio looks up – or rather, down at Kagura. "I have you. Always."
"Always!" She reaches up to kiss her forehead. "I love you, my Mio-chan. Don't forget it."
And the words unsaid?
I'm sure we'll find home.

Two characters meet while attending vastly different professional events (e.g. rocket scientists and poets) located in the same hotel/conference center.

Location: a cybernetic enhancement clinic. Think cyborgs, androids, any kind of futuristic enhancement.

Working in a research laboratory.

Two characters both end up at the creepiest motel in existence. Bonus points if they end up sharing a room.

Fill from Team Transformers! https://archiveofourown.org/works/58316722

No content warnings, but NSFW.

Fandom: Genshin Impact
Pairing: Chiori x Kirara
Format: audio/MP3

Link here! using this prompt as an excuse to make Gameboy-style chiptunes like the original Pokemon games ;) it's my first time...

(for reference, the first melody is a snippet of kirara's theme and the second is chiori's theme by ear, then the overlap/harmony lines are entirely original!)

Lapistoria (Pop'n Music Lapistoria)

Fear Factory from Legion of Superheroes

Ship: Hyuna/Fem!Luka from Alien Stage, link to ao3 fic here!

the backrooms

planetarium

fast food restaurant

diner

Edited 2024-08-20 18:14 (UTC)

vinyl cafe

example

supply closet

school rooftop

shopping mall

butler cafe (mascgirl version of maid cafe)

train station

comic shop

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YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 7

FILL: Team Anime/Manga

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FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

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PROMPT: Team Kittyuri

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