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BONUS ROUND 1: THROWBACK PROMPTS

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PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
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FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
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FILL: Team RWBY
fandom: RWBY
ship: winter/cinder
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At 3 AM, Cinder officially gives up. She’s tried everything — asking nicely, bribing with cuddles, bribing with sparring, threatening with a glass of cold water — and still Winter will not fucking budge from her desk. Which means the only real thing she can do is wait it out. And she hates waiting it out.
So she sits on the floor next to Winter’s chair and watches her hands move across the keyboard, watches her mutter under her breath and occasionally pause to drink one of the cold glasses of water Cinder gave up on, and she wonders what on earth could be so important as to keep her wife up until three in the morning.
“Winter,” she says when it hits 3:30, “have you thought about getting some rest?”
Winter doesn’t respond. Her eyes are more than a little unfocused. Cinder hates seeing her so tired. She tries again.
“Winter. Look at me.”
When in doubt, phrase it like an order. Winter’s head jerks to the side and finds Cinder, perched on the floor. She raises her eyebrows questioningly. There are dark circles under her eyes.
Cinder clears her throat. “Go to bed.”
“Request denied,” she says. A small smile plays at the corner of her mouth, an indication that she’s going along with it for Cinder’s sake.
“It wasn’t a request.” She rests a hand on Winter’s knee. “Go to bed.”
“I — I have to finish this report.”
“Do you?”
Winter nods seriously, jaw tightening. “Yes. And I have to do it now, or —”
“The entire Vacuan infrastructure will collapse?”
“Well, no, but —”
Cinder taps her thumb on Winter’s knee, keeping her attention on her. “Then it’s not that important, and you can do it in the morning. Do you understand?”
“I—”
“Please. Just talk to me like a normal person. You need to go to bed.” She pauses, remembering the concept of communication, and adds, “I’ve been phrasing it like an order because I know it’s easier for you to accept taking care of yourself when you view it like that, but I don’t know what else to do if you won’t work with me.”
Winter’s expression drops. She looks at Cinder for a long moment, mouth working, and finally settles on, “Okay.”
Re: FILL: Team RWBY