yurishippingolympics | BONUS ROUND 1: THROWBACK PROMPTS

For Historical Fiction: Appalachian coal mines

For Historical Fiction: The seven wonders of the ancient world

For Dialogue: "Don't you worry, it'll all be over soon."

Ship: Nitocris/Tenochtitlan (Fate/Grand Order)

Tenochtitlan lies, wounded, in the ruins of her beloved city. Around her, war continues to rage. The Ocelomeh hold their final stand against ORT, but Tenochtitlan knows the beast will soon kill them swift. If she, their god, their deity, failed against ORT…

But there is still hope yet. Chaldea has made it this far, and if that nosey little wretch of a caster put her hope in Proper Human History’s final master, it only seems fair to give them the benefit of the doubt. The master that took down Daybit… there is something there. Something Tenochtitlan doesn't mind believing in.

She twitches against the cockpit’s shattered widow, curling into herself. Keeping her form is growing harder, keeping Tenochtitlan (that is to say, the robot and not the girl) summoned more so. But she would be fool to miss this spectacle. Her people, fighting for their lives against an invader. She couldn’t do anything as a city, but now… she had helped, in some way. All thanks to-

Something warm curls into her hair, and Tenochtitlan presses into it.

“You silly little god. How are you still alive?”

Tenochtitlan coughs up blood halfway through her laughter. The warmth moves to her face, and through her haze she can barely make out the hand cupping her cheek. In the cold night, golden bangles clink. Tenochtitlan does not think she has ever been so happy to see someone.

“I don’t want to hear that from you.”

Above her, Nitocris laughs. It’s warm in the cold, cruel night. “I held on, just like you. Aren’t we just such stubborn creatures?”

There is stubborn, and there is coming back from the dead. Or perhaps Chaldea’s master had simply resummoned her. Tenochtitlan is not in the mood for questioning.

With uncharacteristic gentleness, Nitocris begins to wipe Tenochtitlan’s face of blood and soot. She doesn’t speak of Tenochtitlan’s failure to protect Nahui Mictlan, nor her role in all this. When Nitocris notices her staring, she smiles kindly.

“Don’t you worry,” Nitocris whispers amongst the burning houses and cries of dying Ocelomeh, pulling Tenochtitlan into her. She buries her face into Tenochtitlan’s hair, gently stroking her back through her armor. It is a kind embrace, far kinder than she deserves. “It’ll all be over soon.”

Tenochtitlan closes her eyes. Perhaps this is a hallucination brought upon by blood loss. But Nitocris is so warm, and Tenochtitlan is too weak to resist as she is. And as she returns to the Throne of Heroes, she wonders if she will be cursed with this woman’s presence in her next life.

(Here’s hoping.)

FILL: Team OCs

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FILL: Team RWBY

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FILL: TEAM OC

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For Dialogue: "Nobody will remember me as a living person made of flesh and blood. I'll be a marble statue to them, eternally set in one role."

absolutely loved this prompt and i felt like it really fit my OCs annette and quinn!!
yso br1 statue fill

For Mythology: Creation myth/just-so story

For Mythology: Orpheus and Eurydice-type leaving the underworld

ship: winter/cinder

fandom: RWBY

content warnings: blood/injury

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The way out of Hell is a tunnel.

Salem’s whole island is collapsing behind them. The world might be ending. Cinder might be dead. And the way out is an escape tunnel the people who built the shrines to the gods put there before the first extinction of humanity.

Winter doesn’t look back for her, because she can’t bear to look back. She knows Cinder is behind her from the harsh sound of her breathing and the way her footsteps echo off the walls, uneven and staggering. But she can’t look back, because if she looks back she’s half-convinced Cinder will cease to be real.

She died in there, she thinks. They both did, probably. A little bit.

Well, she knows Cinder died, or something like it. She just can’t really figure out what happened next.

They’ve been going for the better part of an hour. Winter’s run has slowed to a walk — she can’t bear to fly; she knows she’ll run straight into a wall and knock herself out. Her aura is completely depleted. A gash on her forehead is trickling blood directly into her eye. And Cinder —

Cinder hasn’t spoken once. Winter has tried talking to her, checking that she’s still there, and all she’s gotten in response is the sound of harsh, winded breathing and a guttering laugh.

“I’m mostly sure we’re nearly there,” she says now, now that they’re out of the bowels of the earth and the walls have turned from shifting, oozing Grimm matter to stone. “Mostly sure, but it’s better than nothing.”

Cinder’s quiet, rasping laugh kicks off again. Winter wants to turn around and hold her, but she thinks if she stopped moving she’d fall over. She reaches back, though, and Cinder’s hand settles in hers. Flesh and blood. That’s a good sign.

“I love you,” she says.

Cinder coughs wetly. When she speaks, she sounds as though her throat has been scraped raw, as though her body can barely hold her. “I love you too.”

“... How are your injuries?”

A pause. “Present.”

Winter hums. They push on.

-

The airships are waiting for them when they breach the surface. A thin film of Grimm matter has formed over the entrance; Winter slashes it away with the broken blade of her sword, and from behind her Cinder makes a quiet, pained noise.

They step onto the beach; black sand and glass. Winter doesn’t let go of her hand, but she can’t quite bring herself to look either. And she knows it must be killing her, knows it must be destroying Cinder from the inside out, knows —

A hand settles on her jaw, turning her head to face her. Winter fights the instinct to close her eyes. “Winter,” Cinder says, “if you have a panic attack on this beach I’m not dragging your ass back to the mainland.”

“You’re alive,” Winter says eloquently.

She blinks, brows furrowing. “Well, yeah.”

“I thought — I thought you’d — god, Cinder —”

Cinder pulls her in for a hug, still very confused. “You were holding my hand for like, half of the walk back.”

Winter buries her head in Cinder’s shoulder, pretending not to notice the blood that starts sticking to the front of her shirt. Well — not blood; calcifying Grimm matter. “I know. I just — I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”

Cinder hums, moving them gently towards the ships. “Well, you didn’t.”

“I — she ran you through, I —”

The island trembles behind them. Cinder curls one hand under her knees and lifts her up smoothly, depositing her in the ship. Winter misses her immediately; she pulls her back against her the moment they’re both inside. “Yeah, about that, um. You know how my arm was like, Grimm?”

For Prompt Fusion: Daemons x Duel

For Competition: Online trolling/inane argument

Maya was baking muffins, Maya's muffins. Her lovely girlfriend Ema was watching... intently... and intensely.

"Do you need to write notes on every little thing i do?"

"It'll help you improve for next!"

Maya gasps. "Improve?! You don't like my muffins?" Maya says with mock indignation.

"Of course I do my love! But we can always improve!"

"Hmph! In what ways do you think I should "Improve" then?"

"Well for one, the temperature is a little high, they have no time to rise so they get a little gummy."

"But then the streusel on top won't get crispy!"

"Then you just put them in for longer!"

"If you really think I need to improve that much then I'll make one batch with your "critiques" and one the RIGHT way" Maya places her hands on her hips, like a prissy little princess.

"That's a perfect idea! You'll see just how much my solutions help!"

"What else is so abhorrently wrong with my muffins?"

"You should change the ratios a bit, add more baking soda as well as shredded apple, to make them even fluffier! You could also change the caramel you use, for this application a dry caramel would go much better."

"Ok, fine let's see which way is better!"

Maya continues her original batch of muffins as she would usually, that is to say amateurishly and with Ema hovering and huggering. But damn if it doesn't produce a good muffin and a messy kitchen. Afterwards she lets the oven cool a bit and sets it to 350 instead of her usual 380. She adjusts her ratios and attempts a dry caramel. And attempts it again... and one more time for good measure. On the fourth attempt she finally succeeds, swirling the caramel with her batter and leaving them to bake for slightly longer than usual.

"Phew, just gotta wait now!"

"Yay, Maya's muffins mall for mEma!"

"Hey! You gotta share, especially cause i did the work and you just wrote down more of your notes! Also that's not how words work."

"Yuh-huh! Oh and i do have more notes! For one-"

"Grahh! Why must you do this to me? Betrayal by my own love?"

"It's not betrayal! I'm helping!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yuh-huh!"

"Whatever! Hmph, HMPH!"

Eventually the oven dings and Maya removes her muffins from the uffin- I mean oven and lets them cool. She taste tests her original batch.

"Shee? Erfectly good mufinnth!" Maya says, her mouth still full of muffin.

Ema actually swallows her bite and responds "They are pretty good, but let's try this one now!"

They each pick up one of Maya and Ema's Science Muffins(Patent Pending) and take a
bite. It's unlike anything either has tasted before.

"I. Guess you were right, huh?"

"Mhm, it's just science! And it goes to show we always work better together!"

Maya seems to lighten up at that "I guess we do."

They proceed to feed muffins into each other's mouths like the gay little gay girls they gayly are.

FILL: TEAM TOKUSATSU

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For Historical Fiction: just your average everyday ancient Roman at the Coliseum

of steel and silence

my armor shines
like a beacon of death

pit masters say
the first fight is the hardest

why didn't they tell me
how loud the world could be
despite being utterly alone

then—

through waves of heat
and metal shrieks

i see her

wings high and proud
with a gaze of steel
painted in light

and everything inside me
falls silent

she smiles—

like it's only us
in the pits

and only i matter
in all of kaon

so i swear
if i live through this

i’ll find her again—
if only to learn her name

Edited 2025-05-27 04:59 (UTC)

fanmix

Like Real People Do- Hozier
My Love Mine All Mine- Mitski
underneath- Paris Paloma
The Calling- The Amazing Devil

Summary: In the land of death, I dare not look at the garden of life.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Honkai Star Rail
Relationship: Castorice/Hyacine

Filled on Ao3 here: 'could it shine down here with you'

thank you for the nice fanmix prompt!! I looked up those songs and they inspired me to write a hyarice fic

fanmix

Luna- The Mountain Goats
Jenny III- The Mountain Goats
Running Away- VANO 3000
Don't Ever Stop Running- Maggie Jean Martin

For Competition: card games! either the classic poker, blackjack, etc type of playing cards, or the TCG kind (such as magic the gathering, yu-gi-oh, genius invokation, etc). it's time to duel!

For Competition: trivia! like a pub trivia night, a school quiz bowl team, a round of Jeopardy, et al. nothing says romance like pulling up wikipedia to prove that you're right and they're wrong!!

Ship: OCs
I am not quite sure how to use Dreamwidth on mobile and I do not personally own a laptop or computer where I might more easily be able to use it. Therefore, the comic can be read here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1XsmTVyFxAUO2rXHVyztmWzRB6oKzVG_v
I believe I have set the settings of the link to allow "viewer only" access. If this is untrue, please inform me.
In the notes on the sources section, I accidentally left out the fact that I have read "The Personal Side of Nestor Makhno" in full, however I believe this isn't too big of a deal since it has been a long time since I did read the text in full and have since forgotten much of the claims made in it. Nevertheless, I thought it was important to mention. This mistake was due to me changing that trivia question last minute due to me thinking that the prior fact used was too serious for the levity of the comic and would thus, combined with the other serious facts (all though I did leave those in because I still wanted a balance), create a incongruent atmosphere with the tone.

fanmix

salvation- Christabelle Marbun
Take Me to Church- Hozier
Mile Magnificent- molly ofgeography
Ambrosia Wine- Madds Buckley

For Competition: votes! anything as trivial as class president to as important as actual president of a country, there can only be one winner...

For Competition: bullseye! an archery contest, a casual game of darts, a carnival shooting game, you pick whatever target you'd like ;)

Ship: Katherine Elizabeth/Geminitay Empires SMP S2

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65989819

FILL: TEAM OCs

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FILL: Team Superhero Comics

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For Competition: horseback riding! anything from medieval jousting, Polo, casual races, and modern dressage, there's plenty of rivalry to be found on the back of a horse~

fandom: RWBY

ship: winter/cinder

-

Cinder knew it was liable to happen, but still, she can’t entirely shake her surprise when Very Obviously Winter Schnee wanders out into the tournament lineup. She’s not even hiding it all that well; she can just about make out the colour of her robes under her armour, white hair escaping from her helmet.

Annoyingly, she seems to be the only person paying enough attention to notice. It’s not like it’s all that out of the blue, either. It’s her hand in marriage they’re auctioning off, after all.

Cinder adjusts her grip on Midnight’s reins and tries not to look too uneasy. She kind of hates Winter’s guts, but her sponsor is kind of counting on her to win. And if the rumours are to be believed, Winter is an extremely accomplished fighter. Possibly more accomplished than Cinder, and definitely more so than all of the other buffoons they’ve lined up for the purpose of the spectacle. There was supposed to be an arrangement, some kind of understanding, but now —

Well, it doesn’t matter. She can still win this, if she plays her cards right, and then Salem won’t have a good reason to get rid of her anymore.

-

Cinder had planned to give her a favour.

They forgo the usual rituals of paying their respects, since the Lord is nowhere to be seen and neither are his three children, but it’s all she can think about as she guides Midnight up to her starting position. She was going to give Winter a favour. It was meant to be something of a taunt; a rose she picked from the Schnee household’s own gardens. All this will be mine, it was meant to say. And Winter would be veiled, obviously, but she’d be able to see her mouth twisting down as she brushed against Cinder’s hand, and it would be something, some small victory in a list of other, more significant victories.

She doesn’t really know what to do with the rose now. Maybe she’ll throw it in Winter’s face when she wins.

She breezes through the first few stages of the tournament with ease. Most of the other competitors they managed to find are incompetent as all hell, and Cinder has been spearing things with lances since she was old enough to walk. Winter, who has been announced as Sir Frost — subtle — is equally successful. Cinder hates cliche.

She’d planned to give her a favour, though, and she hasn’t been able to get the thought out of her head for hours now. She’s still thinking about the rose as she watches Winter smash Port’s breastplate in with ease, still thinking about the rose when the semifinalist she was supposed to fight has to drop out due to mysterious circumstances. Because of course Watts couldn’t let her win on her own merit, but that’s irrelevant now. She was supposed to give Winter a favour.

Embarrassingly, they have to shake hands before the final match. Winter stays silent, glowering at her through her helmet, and Cinder — Cinder is still thinking about the hypothetical downward twist of her mouth, the sharp angles of her cheekbones, and so she finds herself saying, “I was gonna give you a rose.”

Winter remains silent. Cinder grins. She already knew it was her, of course, but it’s nice to have confirmation. Too bad she’s the only person competent enough to notice a soddy disguise in this entire kingdom. It almost makes up for the slip-up.

“And what if I win?”

She nearly jumps — nearly. Midnight shifts uncomfortably, picking up on her rider’s irritation. “If you win?” she echoes.

Winter shrugs, confident, fluid. “What if I win? Do I have to give you a rose?”

“I —”

“Do I get your hand in marriage, Lady Fall?” She tilts back the visor of her helmet and oh, her eyes are clear and blue and sparkling with humour, “I can’t exactly marry myself, can I?”

“... So what’s this all for, then? Why are you competing?”

She shrugs again, corners of her mouth kicking up. “Because it was the easiest way to make my father look like an idiot.”

Watts is probably in the crowd, yelling at her to get on with it, but right now Cinder can’t exactly find it in herself to care. She resolves, then and there, to win the tournament, if only to see what Winter will do when she finally gets into the rose garden.

Re: FILL: Team RWBY

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For Prompt Fusion: Caught in traffic x trying to cast a spell

fandom: RWBY

ship: winter/cinder

-

“Winter, I swear to god, if you’re —”

“I don’t even know how to drive, dearest,” Winter says placidly, switching the ear her phone is pressed to, “it’s not my fault the bus won’t fucking start.”

The driver glares at her. He probably didn’t deserve that comment, to be fair, but there’s very little keeping Winter from completely obliterating an entire city block right now from the sheer force of her irritation. The sole consolation is that Cinder is having a worse time.

“If I just spell you over do you think you’ll —”

“No,” Winter says.

“But —”

“No. You’ll be out of commission for the rest of the week. And you’ll probably overshoot and teleport the bus.”

“I will not,” Cinder says indignantly.

Someone leans on their car horn. Winter steps off the bus, resolving to walk the rest of the way home, and just about keeps herself from pelting a spear of ice directly through the offender’s windshield. She’s been trying to get better about resorting to violence, at least when it comes to mild annoyances. Like the bus breaking down.

“Okay, while I’m walking, do you need anything else?”

“You,” Cinder mutters.

“Anything else aside from me?”

“No…”

“Do you have the runes prepared?”

“Yeah.”

Winter pauses, contemplating. “Maybe if you just teleported my groceries —”

Cinder huffs. “And then I’d end up with half of your limbs. Just get home, we’ll figure something else out.”

“Your wonderful imagination and way with words are part of why I married you, you know.”

FILL: TEAM ACE ATTORNEY

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For Dialogue: "What the fuck kinda idiot would go and do that?!"

For competition.... And with WLWooloo as our mascot.... What about Pokemon VGC?

OC x OC
Holly Bowen (robotics expert) x Katie Elliot (former professional chess player), plus a little worldbuilding because this takes place in an alternate universe Earth of my own making

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Katie has been alone for a long time. She thinks of Holly, before everything fell apart. Holly loved Pokemon. Katie is more of a casual fan but she still bought the new Pokemon game, thinking of Holly. She's also always liked the pokemon Skarmory. The VGC scene wasn't very big back then but Holly always liked double battles more than singles. Katie thinks Holly would have continued on that path as VGC continued to grow. Nowadays it isn't so niche and you can find tons of VGC Youtube content analyzing battles, breaking down teams, talking about tournament runs. There's never been a better time to get into VGC.

On a whim, she looks up Holly's username and sees that she's actually livestreaming. "Getting Skarmory to #1 on the ladder" is the title of her stream. Is Holly thinking of her too, why is she using Skarmory? No, no, it's probably a coincidence. Skarmory's not that unique of a favorite pokemon, is it? Yeah, it's probably a coincidence that Holly is using Skarmory on stream.

No time for reminiscing, it was time to get back to work. Katie picks up a dagger and closes stream.

---

It was the start of the month when the ranked ladder reset and everyone in masterball tier is kicked out to greatball, a lot of VGC players liked to climb ranked ladder during this time especially using wacky or gimmick teams so they can say for example "I got Furret to #1 on the ladder"

Holly liked playing VGC in between her robotics projects. It was relaxing for her. Her last project, a catboy robot named Steve, somehow became sentient and befriended a chess streamer on the internet. She's not actually sure on the details but she checked the stream, the guy's chill. And sentient catboy robot isn't the craziest thing to happen in this world full of magic and superheroes. Nothing could ever be as crazy as her ex becoming famous overnight for winning a chess competition undefeated and everyone was CONVINCED that she somehow cheated using superpowers (she didn't, Holly knows she didn't). It became a whole scandal. She hasn't heard from Katie since, she practically disappeared. Katie's "superpower" if you can call it that is throwing daggers with precision. How the fuck do you cheat at chess using dagger throwing superpowers? But people were of the opinion that it doesn't matter what your superpower is, failing to disclose it before the competition is "unfair." Superpowers and superheroes have become such a polarizing issue.

This is why Holly is fighting for rights of superpowered individuals, banning them from sports for "unfair advantages" is completely arbitrary. Not to mention the invasions of privacy, people trying to find your medical records, paparazzi, stalking. Even if you're a famous superhero you deserve human rights.

She thinks of Katie as she builds a Tailwind Skarmory team for ladder. It was probably dogshit in BO3 tournaments but among BO1 ladder cheese might work. Well, it was worth a try anyway.

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author's note: I LOVE VGC so much I was so excited to see this prompt. I hope you like my fill ^_^

also I have no idea how viable Skarmory is in ANY format other than like i know people use it to set up spikes in singles but we're talking doubles here. probably not that good and Corviknight is better but just suspend your disbelief please

Prompt Fusion:
Only one bed + bandaging each other's wounds

“You’re both low risk patients, so there won’t be a doctor attending to you,” the nurse explained as she led both Isadora and Lenora into a crowded room full of other injured people. “There are bandages in the drawers and— Oh, I miscalculated. There’s only one free bed in the room. Sorry about that. I have to go now, you two sort out your injuries on your own.”

The war had left hospitals understaffed and overcrowded, that was for sure. Isadora walked over to the bed that was pointed out to them and sat down. “Well, this is great.”

Lenora followed close behind, opening the nightstand drawer to see a few fresh rolls of bandages. “Are we really just supposed to do this alone?”

“You heard her. She had to go. Pass me a roll, would you?”

Lenora glanced at her. “You’re gonna bandage that on your own? I can help, you know.”

“No, I’m fine doing it alone. Just pass me a roll.”

She shrugged and gave her one of the rolls. “I’m gonna need help,” she added. “So tell me when you’re done, and you can help me bandage my torso.”

Isadora didn’t dignify that with an answer. She tried and failed to wrap her own torso up several times, before letting out a frustrated sigh. “I can’t do it,” she muttered.

“Sorry?”

“I can’t do it,” she repeated, louder this time.

“And you… want me to help, I assume?”

Isadora’s face was red from embarrassment as she nodded. Lenora gave her a comforting smile before she took the bandages from her hand and began wrapping her up. “Thanks,” she said once the bandages were secured around her stomach.

“You know, it’s okay to ask for help,” Lenora said gently, pulling up her own shirt for Isadora to bandage her up as well. “I ask for help all the time, and I’m still alive.”

“Right,” she mumbled.

Once they were all set, Lenora sat next to her on the bed. “Do you think we’ll be kicked out soon so they can treat higher risk patients?”

“I assume so,” Isadora said. “They need every bed they can get.”

Lenora lay down across the bed, putting her hands underneath her head to act as a pillow. “Well, as long as we’re here, I guess I’ll rest. Won’t you?”

Isadora scoffed. “Not in the same bed as you. You just rest alone.”

“Your call.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m leaving that side of the bed empty for when you change your mind.”

FILL: Team RWBY

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FILL: TEAM HORROR

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FILL: TEAM VISUALS NOVELS

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Competition:
Horse Race Tests (are they betting on the little PNG horses, or are they the horses? Your choice!)

Fanmix:
1. A House in Nebraska - Ethel Cain
2. Girls Against God - Florence + the Machine
3. Abstract (Psychopomp) - Hozier
4. I'm Your Man - Mitski

Fanmix:
1. Blackstar/Pyramid Song/Breathing Underwater - Nai Palm & Amadou Suso
2. Two-Headed Mother - Ethel Cain
3. Air Supply - Sweet Trip
4. Nymphs Finding the Head of Orpheus - Nicole Dollanganger

Mythology: The Six Buddhist Paths (Deva, Asura, Human, Animal, Hungry Ghost, Naraka)
Reincarnation from one path to another? Love between creatures of different paths? Or anything else you can think about

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

FILL: TEAM VISUAL NOVELS

no subject

FILL: TEAM OC

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

FILL: Team RWBY

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

FILL: Team Ace Attorney

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

FILL: TEAM MECHA

of steel and silence

Prompt: Team RWBY

FILL: TEAM HONKAI STAR RAIL

Prompt: Team RWBY

PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

FILL: Yellow Tanabe Works

Prompt: Team RWBY

PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

FILL: TEAM OC

PROMPT: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

FILL: Team RWBY

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

FILL: Team RWBY

PROMPT: Team Magical Girls

PROMPT: TEAM ROSEMARY

FILL: Team OC

Prompt: Team RWBY

FILL: Team OCs

Prompt: Team RWBY

PROMPT: TEAM TOKUSATSU

PROMPT: TEAM TOKUSATSU

PROMPT: TEAM TOKUSATSU