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BONUS ROUND 4 - FOOD
In this round, we want to see prompts inspired by food!
Fills can be in any format, and you can fill your teammates prompts, but you cannot fill your own prompt.
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FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]
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PROMPT: TEAM RWBY
FILL: Team Magical Girls
Esha remembers her second engagement much better than her first one. She was barely nine the first time around, so she doesn't think she can be faulted for that. Most of the talks were conducted behind closed doors, and she was only directly asked for her opinion at the very end, although plenty of relatives and courtiers did prod her and Arketh in a roundabout way. As much as she cherishes those memories, time has worn them out. Revisiting them feels like a pleasant dream nowadays.
She remembers every detail of her second engagement vividly. Two brothers in the grave, and Esha's family was expected to dine with the man responsible. The emperor Kozmorath had strutted into the mahal as if it were his, commenting on how quaint the architecture was and the slowness of the servants. He'd dismissed their customs as barbarous, talking lightheartedly as he prodded as the very foundations of their kingdom. Everyone knew that he was trying to get a reaction from them. Often, he succeeded.
The palace staff had suddenly started working in pairs for his visit. Esha noticed quickly. So did her family. They'd all clustered around her whenever Kozmorath entered the room, made sure he was never alone with her. That had been their greatest mistake.
"I have been thinking," the emperor announced towards the end of their meal. "This war and our new alliance has had me pondering the important things in life. Together, our nations will find prosperity and glory, of course. But what is that without a line of succession?"
The room went dead silent.
"Your younger daughter is intelligent, charming, not particularly hard on the eyes," he continued, grinning. "I daresay it won't take her long to unlearn her blasphemous ways. The war just ended. This seems like a logical path forward to peace, would it not?"
Beneath the table, Esha saw her father clenching his fists. She thought of her brothers' corpses rotting somewhere in the Wasteland, the blood of her nation watering the soil, and agreed before anyone could protest. A glint in his eyes, Kozmorath drank a hearty toast to the two of them.
Now, her husband only drinks his wine in small sips. He grimaces afterwards far less than he used to. Sometimes under his breath he mutters about something called sake.
Esha watches her husband eating, notes how he avoids using people's names. She's heard that poison can do strange things to the mind, seen it with one of her cousins. This feels different.
The emperor asks her what her favorite food was the next evening. Esha says something with a lot of milk, knowing the general tiefling intolerance for the substance. The day after, he managed to make it through a whole dish before suddenly disappearing to the privy.
Everyone else at the dinner table pretends not to stare at the empty seat beside Esha. She thinks about how tumultuous her life has been, for her to have married a different man than either one she was engaged to.
FILL: TEAM VISUAL NOVELS
Word Count: 537
Avalie remembered when things had changed. She was used to lying in bed with her girlfriend, Sophia, tracing over the little marks on her body. Sophia had little moles, brown dots really, on her body. There was one on the back of her neck. Another on the ring finger of her left hand. One on the back of her pinky finger on her right hand. One near her stomach. And another on her right leg near her knee.
Avalie took comfort in holding Sophia and caressing those marks. She was happy when Sophia let her. They had a fight a few days ago and she tried to forget the argument as she laid in bed with her again.
Sophia laid down with her without a word, close enough. She was letting Avalie touch her again. Avalie’s hands reached for her and she looked for those little moles.
She couldn’t find anything. A chill rose along her spine. There were no birthmarks in the places that she was used to seeing them in. There were different marks.
A faint burn scar on the back of the right hand. Another old scar on the left knee. A mole behind the left ear.
But Avalie pretended not to know. She took in steady breaths as she wrapped her arms around someone else, someone, or something, who looked like Sophia but wasn’t her. The back of the head still looked the same, Sophia’s long, soft hair tickling Avalie’s face. The scent of this body was still the same. And yet, this was not Sophia.
Avalie saw more signs the next few days. Sophia saved her favorite foods for last. When she ate curry, she picked at the carrots, the chicken, and the potatoes last. She peeled off the white, stringy bits from tangerines. When she was too full, she gave the rest to Avalie to eat.
This person was eager to eat their favorite parts first and slowly picked at the rest. They were fonder of meat and reluctantly ate vegetables afterwards. They didn’t care about the white, stringy bits. They made sure to clean off their plate, even if they didn’t like bits of the food.
To be honest, it was obvious that they were different from Sophia. It did seem like the creature was trying to imitate Sophia though. They just focused on all the big things, like her cheerful personality and her overall appearance. Not the small details like the birthmarks she had or her eating habits.
Strangely, Avalie didn’t hate it as much as she thought she should. This “Sophia” was so much more nicer, gentler, sweeter to her. She held Avalie in her arms in a comforting embrace, rubbing little circles into her back when Sophia would never have done that.
“You’re too clingy. I need some space too,” Sophia had said a week ago. Avalie’s grip on “Sophia’s” back became tighter as her mind went back to that memory.
“Hey… who are you?” At first, she thought it would be fine to pretend like everything was normal but that felt wrong. She was curious about this person too, or creature.
“Sophia” stiffened and pulled away at her. There was an unreadable expression on her face.
FILL: Team RWBY
fandom: RWBY
ship: winter/robyn/may/joanna/fiona
i was going to do something different for this but the idea of everyone having a communal google doc where they speculate on winter schnee's interpersonal relationships was very funny to me
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Winter Schnee mood tracker
Entry 1: Penny Polendina - I think Winter is happy? She seems to be eating at regular hours + willing to interact with more people while she eats. I always got the impression that she preferred to be alone during lunch/dinner but that appears to have changed.
Entry 2: Weiss Schnee - Definitely happy. Knows we can all sense it. Keeps having me over for dinner (not complaining!) and showing me how to cook. It’s nice!
Entry 3: Weiss Schnee - WINTER HAS A DATE WTH A GIRL THIS IS NOT A DRILL WINTER SCHNEE IS ON A DATE
Entry 4: Weiss Schnee - I ASKED HER WHY SHE HAD SO M AN YCANDLES IN STORAGE AND SHE SAID ‘OH I HAVE A GIRL OVER IN A COUPLE OF DAYS’. THAT IS A DATEEEEEE
Entry 5: Penny Polendina - That would explain the happiness! I have asked her and she says she will report back if it goes well. She is learning how to cook because she thought taking a member of the Mantelian resistance to Atlesian capitalism to an Atlas restaurant would have been a bad move, which is code for ‘I’m going on a date with Robyn’.
Entry 6: Yang Xiao Long - Just walked by all of the fucking Happy Huntresses. Winter polycule????
Entry 7: Ruby Rose - lol everyone wants ur sister
Entry 8: Weiss Schnee - EVERYONE WANTS MY SISTER??????
Entry 9: Weiss Schnee - Oh my god she’s having all of the Happy Huntresses over