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Bonus Round 3: Superlatives
Bonus Round 3: Superlatives
For this round, get ready to dive back into those high school yearbooks. Who’s the cutest couple? Who has the prettiest smile? Who’s most likely to go pro? Be creative and have fun!
This bonus round will close on August 3rd, 2018 11:59PM PT (23:59 PT). [COUNTDOWN]
This Round is CLOSED. It is perpetually open for new fills.
Rules
In the context of this round, superlatives are “titles” or “awards” a character/s might win based on their personality, appearance, future, etc. Superlatives are common in American high school yearbooks.
Please use one of the following formats for your prompt:
[SUPERLATIVE]: [Winner (Character/s, Object, Places, etc.)]
or
[SUPERLATIVE]: Filler’s Pick
Including the character who earns the superlative is optional. You can pick it yourself or allow the filler to choose. That said, remember that your header must ALWAYS include AT LEAST one fandom in the “fandom” section. Prompts that write “any” in the fandom section will not be counted for points.
Please be sure to fill out all lines of the header (even with “None” or “N/A,” so we can count your prompts/fill for points.) If you leave a line blank we don’t know if it was intentional or a mistake, and cannot count it for points.
All prompts must come from a nominated fandom.
You’re welcome to be as classic or creative as you like with your superlatives. Both typical and atypical superlatives are great for this round!
Superlatives don’t need to just apply to people! We encourage you to be as creative as you want to be!
Still confused about what a superlative is? Hopefully these examples will help!
A Few Examples:
MOST LIKELY TO SURVIVE A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE: Abe Takaya
BEST PRANKSTER/S: Bokuto Koutarou
WORST COUPLE TO THIRD WHEEL WITH: Viktor / Yuuri
MOST VALUABLE PLAYER (CHESS CLUB): Filler’s Pick
BEST SIDEKICK: Pocari Sweat
ULTIMATE ANIMAL COMPANION: Filler’s Pick
TOP 5 CELEBRITY SECRETS: Filler’s Pick
If Prompting
Please use the following subject line for prompt:
Prompt: [Your Team]
Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nicknames or Official Names are both acceptable
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.
NSFW Prompts
EXPLICITLY NSFW PROMPTS must be posted to the after-hours comm. “Explicitly NSFW” means that the prompt includes outright sexual content (whether in a photograph, drawing, or in words), and prompts that in the additional requests are asking for explicit fills. Prompts are posted with the same HTML format, in the same manner as a SFW prompt, just under the designated post for that Bonus Round in the after-hours comm. See ‘Filling’ for the procedures for NSFW Fills.
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If Filling
Minimums
Required Work Minimums:
400 words (prose)
400px by 400px (art)
Traditional art is also allowed with a good quality photo/scan
14 lines (poetry)
Playlists - 5 song minimum with artists. Link to either a video playlist, or each song separately. Be sure to warn for content in the music videos, and you may find linking to lyrics helpful. You may also write an explanation of why you chose each song.
Moodboards - 9 photo min, source all photos, and no fanart allowed (unless it's your own)
If you’d like to use a different medium, please contact the mods if you have any questions about minimum requirements.
There is no max work cap.
Format
FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]
Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nicknames and Official Names are both acceptable
Replace [Rating] with the rating of your fill (G-E).
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.
NSFW Fills
All NSFW fills must be posted in the corresponding Bonus Round post in the After Hours community. If filling a prompt that has been posted on the after-hours comm, simply reply to that prompt. If filling a SFW prompt, let the prompter know by replying to the original prompt on the main comm with a link to your fill on the corresponding after-hours Bonus Round Post. Please do not use the Fill subject line or Fill header when cross-linking. This will cause the BR scorer to count your fill twice.
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Scoring
The scoring for bonus rounds depends on the number of people (n) on your team. You’re welcome to make as many prompts and fills as you like!
For prompts: 5 points per prompt, limited to 5 times the number of team members (5n)
For fills, where (n) = number of members on you team:
First 5n fills: 20 points each
Fills 5n to 10n: 10 points each
Fills 10n to 15n: 5 points each
All fills after 15n: 2 points each
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We’ve changed the expected workload for Bonus Round Fills! The new recommended workload is 12 fills per member for Gold, 8 fills per member for Silver, and 4 fills per member for Bronze. The scoring post has been updated to reflect this (and other changes made to scoring! We’ll be releasing a Halftime update post in the near future with all the changes made thanks to your feedback!)
All scored content must be created new for this round.
Additional Information
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PROMPT: Team Grandstand
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: NONE
Additional Tags: NONE
Do Not Wants: abo, nsfw
Prompt:
Most likely to be in an LDR: Filler's pick
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 405
Remix Permission: pls ask
hello linn,,,
***
you left me behind without a second thought.
well, maybe that's unfair of me to say.
you left to go catch the stars in your hands, see the edges of everything so you could pull them together, make something of this vast, weird world we have.
that's better, right?
you left me behind and i watched you go, because i couldn't stop you. maybe i didn't really want to stop you, i just wanted you to stay. we've always been apart and we were only just starting to learn to be together. i was learning you were messy and i was messier, that between us the floor was a laundry basket of some sorts. i was learning you knew how to make tamagoyaki and curry and between us we could sort of cobble a meal together.
i was learning your dreams were even bigger than i thought they were.
see, where i saw danger and reason for caution, you saw possibility and endless potential. so you left, and all i hear from you now are texts that take longer and longer to come.
your last message was two months ago, and i'm still thinking about it. i wonder where you are now, if you're still the same as you are when you left. but of course you aren't. i've changed while you were gone, and you would have changed too, with all your new experiences. you're changing at a rate i cannot see or calculate or predict, and i don't know if it frightens me or intrigues me more.
will i recognise you the next time we meet?
well, i don't suppose it matters. i cannot tell you everything that is happening with me, all the things that have changed. i don't know all the ways i have changed either, but i know i have been growing older and growing up.
they say that you will be coming back soon, but time moves differently for you in space, where you measure time at the speed of light. we are growing apart, you in your changing rates of time, while i move at the same pace i have my whole life. it's a strange thought, isn't it?
but you've never been the one to think about these things. you have always run forward, reach forwards, trying to grasp new things.
i admire it, i do. but sometimes i wish it wouldn't take you so far away.
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
FILL: Team Grandstand
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: second POV, coming home
Word Count: 608
Remix Permission: sure o/
***
You tell yourself that the past six months have been easy, that this time away from Osamu has been good for you both, that you didn’t spend every day being reminded by little things that he wasn’t there, that you didn’t constantly research flights to and from and wish you had more leave from work.
You’re a liar.
You tell yourself that when you finally see Osamu at the airport, you’ll be cool about it all. You’ll stride casually over to him with a smile, hug him, and ask him how his flight was. You’ll both snark about something and tease each other, and then you’ll suggest that you both grab something to eat on the way home, and things will be back to normal. He won’t know that you have been lying to yourself for the past six months.
But you are a liar, and not a very good one, at that. Osamu knows you better than anyone, so you’d have to be an incredible actor to fool him.
Unfortunately, you are not an incredible actor. You are hardly even a good actor.
You look up and see him exiting the gates, suitcase in tow and large duffel bag on his shoulder, and he looks around for you. You take a deep breath and stand up so he can see you better. There’s a wild swooping in your stomach, but you can fight that back, you can be cool about all this, you can—
Osamu sees you, and a familiar smile breaks across his face and he starts making his way to you. Your resolve crumbles and you half-walk and half-run to him. You reach each other quickly, Osamu drops his bag to the floor, and you put your arms around him and hug him close and bury your face against his shoulder. He laughs a little and hugs you back, and says a soft, “Hey.”
The past six months have not been easy, and you think he can feel that by the way you’re holding onto him like you’ll never let go.
But he pulls away first, and reluctantly, you raise your head. You force a half-smile, half-smirk—you have maybe three seconds before he reads you like an open book.
“How was your flight?” you say, breaking eye contact. You reach for his suitcase, fumbling for the handle lock for an unnecessary length of time. You can feel him watching you, wordless and searching, and you think that even if you were the finest actor in the country, you still couldn’t fool him. “Did you have something to eat? No, scratch that—did you clear the plane of all their snacks, because I’ll be disappointed if you didn’t get your money’s worth, you know. But if you’re still hungry, we can grab a burger on the way back to—”
You feel him step closer to you, feel his hands brush your face, then reach behind your neck, and pull you towards him. He presses his forehead to yours and you—you feel like you’re the one coming home after a long time away, instead. Your hands clutch at his arms, and you close your eyes.
“I’m home,” Osamu says after a moment, and you breathe.
“Welcome home,” you say, quiet, almost lost in the bustle of the airport, but he hears you, and you open your eyes again to a fondness in his smile only ever reserved for you.
You are not a good liar, but maybe this is okay.
You take his suitcase, and Osamu shoulders his duffel bag again. Together, after six long months, you leave the airport.
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: food mention
Word Count: 500
Remix Permission: Sure
***
Knowing something is going to happen, preparing for the event, counting off the days does not, after all, make it easier.
Joking about it does, they both tell themselves.
(but it doesn’t)
So Issei drawls about looking forward to not suffering indigestion being Taka’s guinea pig, and Takahiro quips that he can’t wait for the smell of grease and petrol to no longer be the first aroma he smells when he gets back from work.
Taka leaves for Italy one sunny day in late August. They all come to the airport to see him off, Oikawa adding a ‘see you soon’ because he’ll be in Rome for a tournament in three months, and Taka pretends to check his diary and says ‘nope, sorry, I’m unavailable.’ Everyone gets a hug, but it’s Issei who walks with him to the gate.
“Have fun with all that pasta,” are his last words.
“I’ll send you a ravioli,” Taka replies, then hugs him again, tight as if they’re stuck together and he can’t let go. But he sniffs as he releases him, and turns away to pick up his bag. “If you get a chance to visit then…”
And Issei , choking back a sob, nods vigorously.
As he walks back to Oikawa and Iwaizumi, he realises his shoulder is damp.
“It’s only a year,” Oikawa says, and gives him a ‘look’, encouraging him to confide.
“Want to get some ramen?” Iwaizumi asks, changing the subject. “Oikawa’s paying.”
“HEY!”
~~~
It’s hard to miss someone when you text all the time. And at first that’s what they do. Taka sends pictures of the sights, or the latest ice cream flavour he’s tried. Issei’s taken to sending photos of cats in the neighbourhood, interspersing each one with part of a car he’s working on (‘in case you’re homesick for the grease’).
But then Takahiro starts his college year and his time is at a premium. There are less ruins and more pictures of food being sent. He updates his instagram with photos of tiramisu and gets tagged on facebook by fellow students. His friend list expands, Issei’s remains the same: school friends, teammates for his local neighbourhood team, the odd buddy of Iwaizumi’s whom he’s got along with.
In Miyagi, although he’s busy, Issei stagnates and the cat pictures fizzle out.
~~~
Oikawa returns from Rome with a slight twinge in his ankle, and an envelope, which he hands over to Issei along with a tee shirt of the Pope which he thinks is funny. (It’s not.)
‘Hey’, the letter starts, ‘Can you get really good at volleyball and come out next time instead of Oikawa? He wouldn’t stop moaning about the food.’
Issei’s still laughing when he passes a cake shop and he takes a snap of a plate of choux buns oozing with cream. It’s as he’s about to send it that a photo of a Ferrari engine arrives.
[Missing you, grease monkey]
[Missing you, too, cream puff]
Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: second person POV
Word Count: 570
Remix Permission: sure!
thank you for watering my LDR crops ♥
***
coffee.
You fall into habits far too quickly. When he is gone, you take out two mugs in the morning and make too much coffee. When he is back, you take out only one mug and make too little. You never realise what you’ve done until it is too late.
It’s fine, he tells you, he is perfectly capable of making his own coffee and there are some mornings he wants tea anyway. He learned how to forgive you long ago. Sometimes you think you are still learning to forgive yourself.
sleep.
You were always ready to be apart, but you always thought it’d be you on the road. You forced yourself to get used to planes and trains and buses. The thing is, athletes retire young, and you never mastered the art of sleeping on a moving vehicle. He did. He can fall asleep anywhere. When you pick him up from the airport at 5 AM and he rests his head on your shoulder in the cab, you think you could drift off too, right then.
sashimi.
He comes back from Seattle with a mug from the original Starbucks. This was the highlight of his trip, he says. The convention was boring and there was no time to explore the art museum and the fish market was tasty but expensive. He can order salmon in six different languages. You point out that sashimi is the same the world round, and he laughs, clear and bright. The sound of his laughter still surprises you every time.
untranslatable.
He told you once about a word he could not translate. You were stepping all over his toes on a pier in Barcelona, the guitar lush in the night, the flames of a flamenco licking at your heels. Duende means life, he says, but it’s more than that, it is the moment you are most alive and all your emotions are lit up on the inside and you want to burst, you want to take your heart out of your chest and watch it break the hell out of here like a hurricane of butterflies. It will find its place among the stars and consume itself in a blaze of glory, the light of which will not reach the earth for a thousand years. That is duende.
You say, seems easy enough to understand.
He says, that’s such a you thing to say.
He says, you have been burning up the sky all your life.
star.
You ask if he can say love in six different languages. He smiles, takes a sip from your glass of water and says, it sounds beautiful in every language but Japanese. There is something unnatural about aishiteru, like it’s the kind of thing you only pull out when one of you is going to die.
You ask how he would say love in Japanese, and he says, you’ll find out when I come home.
tadaima.
You are in the arrivals hall playing a rhythm game on your phone, because your hands need something to do but your mind is miles away. You are tapping your way to a respectable score when the notice board flips. Landed. Your finger slips. It takes a while for you to stand up. It takes a while to sink in that you will be face to face again soon. In the split second that it does, you are one of those stars.
FILL: Team KinKage, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: thank u for feeding my ldr feels,,,
Word Count: 35 lines
Remix Permission: sure
lightly inspired by my own various forms of ldr experiences w my man, but hopefully, i am seeing him soon! i also hope that my mess of a mind was able to provide something to enjoy, still.
***
The twenty-first. Night. A Monday,
lit up in flames,
of fevered passion and
‘I love you’s hanging off lips that
he isn’t here to kiss because there is
five thousand two hundred and thirty-three kilometres
separating
you, and you
swallow it down painfully
deleting the words from under your thumb,
your heart singing,
“Not like this. Not right now.”
The second month. Twelve weeks into
being apart,
a distance so great, and you
scramble to get a hold of him because
your texts are left unread for much longer than they usually are and
there is no one there with him.
you just need to know—
please be safe, be safe,
be safe.
Twelve hundred and fifty-three, and you finally
hold him in your arms
in the sanctuary of your bed
in the house that has built you both
a home
since your high school days together.
you finally kiss
his lithe fingers
before mustering the courage
to kiss his beautiful smile.
the way his hands curl and twist
the hair at the base of the back of your head
lets you know—
“You are worth every wait.”