BONUS ROUND 4 - FOOD

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In this round, we want to see prompts inspired by food!

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PROMPT: TEAM RWBY

[alphajaye071]

Up late studying and your roommate brings you coffee. Bonus points if you and your roommate don't get along

FILL: TOKUSATSU YURI SHIPS UNITED FRONT

[eloquentalias]

Fandom: Fields of Mistria
Pairing: Juniper/Valen

It's the time of night where Valen is reflecting on the hypocrisy of medical school, the purpose of which is to produce doctors in order to help with people's health, depending on medical students ruining their own health to get through it.

Valen's eyes hurt from looking at a screen so long, she knows she'll be in pain the instant she moves from having been sat at the table for hours, and the fuzziness of her mind at present is definitely the product of studying so late into the night. Early into the morning? Valen has not looked at the time in a while, she put a sticky note over that portion of her laptop screen to block it, but it is thoroughly dark outside and that's all she cares to know.

The exact moment that Valen is tempted to look at the time, just to know, even though she's nowhere near done studying and will be awake for hours yet, that's when Juniper chooses to interrupt her.

"Hey genius, look up for a second."

Given the snide way Juniper always says "genius" Valen is tempted to ignore her, but that usually goes even worse than acknowledging Juniper does so Valen looks up from her laptop screen as asked.

Juniper hasn't taken off her (way too dramatic for uni) winter cloak yet, and she has a bit of snow dusting its black shoulders. Valen wants to take a dig, to goad her roommate for the millionth time about her ridiculous fashion sense, but before Valen can say anything at all Juniper shoves something in Valen's face.

A paper coffee cup, sleeve and all, that's still radiating warmth.

"This is for you. Take it so I can go take my cloak off before I change my mind."

In her late night stupor Valen takes a second to react, but she does take the cup in her hands after a beat, setting it down on the table beside her laptop, taking off the lid so she can check what's inside.

Juniper's foisted her failed experiments off on Valen in inconspicuous cups before, but for the first time that Valen's seen this drink is exactly what you'd expect from its appearance: a nice, warm, fragrant cup of coffee.

Valen looks up to see Juniper herself in the doorway, taking off her cloak just like she said she would.

"This is coffee?" Valen asks.

Juniper huffs in response, as she sits down to undo her (impractically heeled for the weather) boots, "Duh. You can smell it, can't you?"

"Just coffee, no add-ins or anything?"

"I know you take it black, 'cause you're boring," Juniper says, as if a little sugar and cream was the cause of Valen's concern. "Use one of my syrups if you're not happy with it."

With her mind so addled by the time and the circumstances, Valen doesn't even think further and asks the next question that comes to mind:

"You want me to be happy with this coffee?"

That one gets Juniper to stop undoing her scarf, the final step of her going from outdoors to indoors, and glare at Valen.

"Yes, I want you to like the coffee. I'm not a monster, you know. I was on my way home, grabbing a snack, and remembered my genius roommate was cramming tonight, so I got her some coffee. You're welcome."

Given Juniper's regular level of consideration towards Valen, just that sentiment has Valen wondering if Juniper drank one of her potions herself and became a much nicer person since Valen last saw her.

Though when Juniper walks over, instead of further somewhat-warm sentiments, she grabs Valen's head, turns her face towards her laptop, and tilts Valen's head down so she's looking at her study material again.

"There, now get back to work and stop gaping at me. You have to study so you don't drop out and leave me paying the whole rent on this place."

That's more of a Juniper reason to help Valen with her late night, but with 'Juniper did a nice thing for me' fully established, Valen can't help but look up at her and smile.

"Glad you want me to stick around, Juniper."

"Not what I said," she insists, spinning (too dramatically) towards her room.

"Thanks for the coffee."

"I already said you're welcome!"

With that Juniper properly disappeared into her room, and Valen let out a little sigh as she turned back to her work. It seems that even when she's being kind of nice, Juniper can't help but prickle and poke at Valen.

Instead of contemplating what that means though, Valen turns back to her laptop, grabs the coffee in both hands to keep them warm, and lets herself get back to work with a lighter heart than she had before Juniper got back.

FILL: Team RWBY

[hopelessgemini]

fandom: RWBY

ship: winter/cinder

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The night before Winter’s first exam, Cinder comes into the training room and wordlessly sets a cup of coffee down on the deck next to the sim controls.

This would be less notable if Cinder weren’t ostensibly Winter’s worst enemy. It would be less notable if she didn’t evidently think Winter was the scum of the earth; if she didn’t see her as an extension of her father, and her father has the sole cause of suffering on Remnant. She’s probably right, but Winter is still indignant about it.

Either way, she’s in the middle of fighting a Sabyr sim, so she can’t really respond aside from a hurried “Thank you,” and a jerky nod in her direction. If Cinder acknowledges it, she isn’t aware.

-

The coffee isn’t poisoned, funnily enough. Winter had half-suspected it, but she thought that would have been a bit too obvious. Besides, Cinder knows she’s Ironwood’s favourite.

She passes the exam with flying colours, because of course she does. Winter knows she’s more technically skilled than roughly two thirds of her class, and that’s why Ironwood holds her in such high esteem. She’s still proud of herself, though, and she knows it’s showing on her face, and she knows that’s why Cinder corners her in the dorm after she comes back, teeth bared.

“What?” she says, throwing her exercise bag onto the bed.

“You passed,” Cinder says bluntly. Not a question. Winter doesn’t give her the satisfaction of turning to look.

“I did. Full marks.”

“Congratulations,” Cinder says.

There’s no way, Winter thinks. When she turns around to look, to see if the quiet, bashful tone to Cinder’s voice was real, she’s already gone.