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sportsfest2018-08-05 12:00 am
Bonus Round 4: Caps
Bonus Round 4: Caps
Got a favorite scene from a manga, TV show, webcomic, movie, anime, etc.? Time to pull out your screencaps, manga caps, or comic caps to prompt something fun!
This bonus round will close on August 17th, 2018 11:59PM PT (23:59 PT). [COUNTDOWN]
This Round is CLOSED. It is perpetually open for new fills.
Rules
For this round, you may prompt any cap from any original video- or comic-based narrative. This includes anime, manga, cartoons, TV shows, movies, music videos, Western comics, webcomics, web series, and even documentaries. Narrative-related game screencaps are permitted. For example, you can post a cap of character dialogue, or a cap from a cutscene, but not a screenshot of a character wandering the in-game map or fighting a randomly-generated monster.
Upload the caps somewhere (such as Imgur, PostImage, or TinyPic) and post here with the images themselves or a link to them.
You may also use officially released art from qualifying sports animanga.
You can post up to three caps per prompt.
You are required to provide the name of your cap’s source media. For free online media like webcomics and webseries, we also encourage you to provide a link to the source material. If linking, please warn for content of the source, as applicable.
Please do not prompt caps from any fanworks. We want to respect fanworkers’ control over where their work is posted.
For video-based media, including subtitles in your cap is optional. That said, please do not include fake subtitles. (Please do not post GIFs)
We recommend linking to significant spoilers rather than directly posting them, as if you're posting a NSFW cap (replace the image code in the textarea with a link). However, this will not be enforced by the mod team and it is up to your discretion to decide what qualifies as a significant spoiler or not, considering that the caps are largely out of context.
Including descriptive text for caps is encouraged, but not required. If you do choose to include it, please include the text below the prompt image.
If you're not sure if a given media series cap qualifies, please feel free to ask!
General Rule Reminders
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.
All prompts must come from a nominated fandom.
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.
A Few Example Prompts:
Description: A young woman (our pink-haired protagonist) hits a man dressed in a chupacabra costume with her bag, while her friend looks on in shock.
Source: Sakura Quest
Ransom: What’s your type?
Bitty: Men.
Source: Check, Please by Ngozi
Chris: My anxiety has kept me up for over 50 hours.
Source: Parks and Recreation
Description: Hatsune Miku in a bathtub full of cash with KAITO wading through coins in the background.
Source: 大江戸ジュリアナイト (Ohedo Julianight) by Mitchie M
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.
Once you have joined the Afterhours community, you can find the corresponding post HERE.
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.
Once you have joined the Afterhours community, you can find the corresponding post HERE.
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
Confused? Don’t worry; math is hard. Check out the Bonus Round Point Widget to help you figure out the point scale for your team.
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
If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only (see the line of links below this post).
If the images have been resized too small for you to view, right-click the image (or tap and hold) and select Open Image to view it at full size.
Icie’s fantastic SportsFest Prompt/Fill database can also help you sort through prompts (and fills!)
If you’d like more information, you can look at the BR GUIDELINES.
You can also post your Fills to the Official AO3 Collection.
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If you have any other concerns about Bonus Round Prompts/Fills, you can use this anonymous form to bring them to the mod team. You can submit Bonus Round concerns using this Google Form.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask a mod.
PROMPT : Team Sowlmates
Fandom: Haikyuu, Yowapeda, Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Running away on a motocycle is aesthetic, AU welcomed (Zankyou no Terror AU or murderfest related stuff i'm in)
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
[Description : Twelve and Lisa riding a motorcycle at night on a highway]
Source: Zankyou no Terror
FILL: Team Victuuri, T
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: mention of blood, criminals au
Word Count: 927
Remix Permission: granted!
***
Yuuri had been lounging on the couch of Viktor’s apartment when his boyfriend came bursting in the door looking very much like had just been running from some sort of wild animal. Before Yuuri could even say anything, Viktor was dashing into his bedroom and out of site.
Curious as he was, Yuuri got up and followed Viktor only to find him kneeling down in front of his closet, tossing clothes off to the side so he could reach something underneath them.
“Viktor,” Yuuri started as he slowly approached his frantic boyfriend, “Are you okay?”
Viktor stopped what he was doing and sighed, turning his head down towards the floor. “I’m… no, I don’t think I am okay.”
At those words, Yuuri’s heart nearly stopped, his whole world suddenly coming to a grinding halt. What did he mean by that? Was he hurt? Did he hurt someone? What happened? So many different possibilities were racing through his mind, so many terrible things that he hoped would never come to pass were suddenly making a comeback in his thoughts.
His heart was certainly in motion again, beating nearly uncontrollably as he stood there, frozen near Viktor’s closet. He was so caught up in his own world that he didn’t even realize Viktor was now standing in front of him, reaching out to put his hands on his shoulders.
“Yuuri,” Viktor called quietly, trying to snap his boyfriend out of the daze he was clearly in, “Zolotse, please listen to me. Everything’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay,” he assured again, despite not knowing if that was the truth.
Slowly, Yuuri emerged from his own mind and blinked a few times, focusing his eyes on Viktor. “What happened, Viktor?” He had to know. Nothing else was going to happen here until he knew.
Viktor sighed, turning his eyes from Yuuri. “I made a mistake. A big one. You know what I do… what we do is dangerous and risky.”
Of course he did, Yuuri had been in this business long enough to know how risky it was. He went out everyday under the assumption that he was going to get caught, but had been lucky enough to never have that happen. “What happened, Viktor?” He repeated, soft and stern at the same time. Whatever it was, he knew it was bad enough to freak Viktor out, so obviously it was meant to be taken seriously. But he could also see the guilt in his boyfriend’s eyes, he was overflowing with it.
“I hurt someone, Yuuri. I don’t know how bad… but there was a lot of blood and another witness in the house. It was supposed to be empty, Yuuri. JJ told me the house was going to be empty. I don’t know if he lied or just had no idea himself, but the house wasn’t empty. So I got caught, and the guy tried to fight me, and…” he trailed off, unable to find the words to say next.
Yuuri wrapped his arms around Viktor then, bringing him in close and holding him tightly. This was bad, very, very bad, but Yuuri couldn’t stand to see the love of his life so shaken like this. He couldn’t tell Viktor that it wasn’t his fault, because he didn’t have the full story and he didn’t want to lie to Viktor and make him feel more guilty about what had occurred. But other than that, he couldn’t think of anything else to say. His own worries were still driving him crazy, and nothing about this situation sounded okay.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, holding each other close, listening to the sound of one another’s breathing.
It was Viktor who eventually decided to break the silence. “Run away with me,” he whispered in Yuuri’s ear, causing Yuuri’s breath to hitch.
Yuuri had to take a moment to process what had just been said to him. Run away with me. No one had ever asked that of him before. Yuuri had run away from his past lives countless times for reasons he didn’t necessarily like to talk about, but never had he run away with someone.
“Run away with me,” Viktor repeated, pulling back from their hug so he could look into Yuuri’s eyes. “I have money, lots of it, in my safe. We can get on my motorcycle and just drive. We could go anywhere, do anything, be anyone. We don’t have to live dangerously anymore, Yuuri. We can get real jobs, buy a house, get a dog, start a family. Just you and me, zolotse. You and me versus the world.”
It’s not like Yuuri would be leaving behind much. He had an apartment, and a few friends, but his family was still back in Japan. He had run away from them already, so how could it hurt to run just one more time? And this time, he wouldn’t be alone. “You and me versus the world. That sounds nice.”
Viktor nodded, bringing one hand up to cup Yuuri’s cheek. “It will be. Please Yuuri, come with me. I don’t want to live without you.”
Of course, how could Yuuri possibly say no to that?
So they ran together. They grabbed all the money from Viktor’s safe, and headed out the door, leaving everything else behind.
The two of them hopped on Viktor’s motorcycle and drove onto a road that could be headed anywhere, leaving the bright city lights behind them for what could be positively anything they wanted.
Re: FILL: Team Victuuri, T
I love it how the events are unfolded at two speeds ? There's a lot going on for the characters and still the whole scene is just about them talking, it felt like the time slowed down
sorry if it didn't make any senseFILL: Team KinKage, T
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: bike race AU??
Word Count: 591
Remix Permission: granted!
i took some liberties with the prompt and this isn't,, proofread,,
***
Yamaguchi has seen a lot through the years. Because of his soft-spoken nature and his eyes that gently and fairly judge someone, people always assume he's not into any shady business, and that whenever he claims the contrary, he must be talking about a good friend of his. It used to frustrate him a lot—why would he lie about something so important and crucial? Why would he lie about exposing himself to every day danger? It's not like anybody can come and go as they wish unscathed. He's seen colleagues, comrades, enemies, fall and tracked for the smallest detail. He's seen people driven out for selfish reasons.
He adjusts the goggles on his face, wipes a smear on the lens, and gets back to work. He's still trying to find the best materials to make this bike his masterpiece, one that won't break at the slightest touch or trail behind it a series of misfortune. He's built countless bikes in the past, all different and same, but this one carries meaning and feelings he can't quite reveal yet, or ever, to this dark world he's become accustomed to.
“Still working? We told you it was perfect.”
Yamaguchi turns around and meets Yachi's beautiful smile, eyes crinkling with a fondness he's fallen in love with over and over. His own lips tug upwards, as he reaches for his goggles and places them on his forehead.
“I don't want you to get hurt,” he explains. “Besides, I wanted to check one last time. Tomorrow's race is important, after all.”
“We've been fine for the past four or five months!”
She stands closer to the bike, quickly glances at it, placing a hand on the seat.
“Kageyama-kun will start, I'll ride the second half.”
“Oh. That's unusual.”
“He said the second half is all bumpy and curved, more suited to my driving. The first half is definitely a speed contest.”
She says it with mirth, never mocking, on a tone that's just teasing wrapped with care, as she hums to herself a song they've listened to together whenever they are discussing new challenges. It's comforting, in a way, to see such a girl trying her best and not backing down despite the many fears that grip her mind. Yamaguchi has always loved that about her.
Kageyama walks into the garage with a big yawn, and Yamaguchi notices he hasn't changed out of his sportswear since early afternoon, which means he hasn't eaten dinner yet despite the late hour.
“You should take better care of yourself, especially just before a race,” Yamaguchi gently scolds.
“Mhh. Felt too good.”
Kageyama is probably the only person Yamaguchi knows who will say that doing sports for hours feels too good to stop. He sighs, but his smile is still there.
“Well, go get some rest. Yachi-san, please make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.”
“Of course!”
“I'm still here, you know.”
Yamaguchi laughs, then shoos them away. Yachi pushes a disgruntled Kageyama towards the door, and they both cast one last look at him, before waving and leaving.
He doesn't ride bikes for races, but every time he watches them get on them and travel distances at incredible speed, he can feel the wind hitting his face and brushing the bike's frame, nudging him in one direction or another. Excitement and thirst for victory are glinting in their eyes, and that's enough for him to keep improving, to keep making adrenaline course through them, again and again.
Re: FILL: Team KinKage, T
Yamaguchi's kind off observer status and subtle feelings insight worked well on me ;;
FILL: Team 29 Balls (and a Bucket) to the Face, T
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Violence, Murderfest, Criminals On The Run, Introspection, can be read as platonic or romantic
Word Count: 588
Remix Permission: blanket
***
She doesn’t know how they got here.
She doesn’t know what choices have led her here.
What she does know, however, is that there’s totally blood in her hair, dripping onto her shirt— the third one this week, she’ll have to go shopping soon— and there’s a knife in her hand, and she doesn’t regret a single thing.
“Were they alone?” Tadashi asks, fidgeting anxiously and glancing around. “They might have tripped an alarm…”
“You’re right,” Hitoka agrees, sliding the knife back into her boot. “We should get out of here.”
Tobio lets out a vague noise of complaint, staring at his nails. “Asshole chipped it. You’ll have to redo these later, Hitoka.”
“Later,” Hitoka promises, “Right now, we need to run.”
“Right,” Tobio agrees, stalking swiftly to his motorcycle and throwing a leg over it. Hitoka hops on next, wrapping her arms around his strong chest, and she feels Tadashi slide on behind her, his own arms looping around her waist.
“Ready?” Tobio asks, starting the engine.
“Always,” Hitoka murmurs, leaning into him.
And they run.
-
They don’t stop for hours, both Tadashi and Hitoka urging Tobio on with every passing patrol car, every wail of a siren, urging him to keep riding until they’re safe.
They don’t stop until they’re far outside of the city.
They don’t stop until everything still around them. The streetlight on the highway fizzle and spark, the stars are clear in the sky, and they haven’t seen anyone else for miles.
They stop at the side of the road, pulled off at random, and climb off the motorcycle. Hitoka immediately flops down on the ground, Tadashi right behind her and Tobio trailing a bit behind, his hand not leaving his gun.
“It’s okay, Tobio,” Tadashi reassures, “They’re not going to find us out here. Come on, lie with us.”
Tobio scowls slightly, but no one can say no to Tadashi, and Tobio lies down awkwardly, sandwiching Hitoka between the two. Tadashi nuzzles into her shoulder, and she looks up, gazing at stars and constellations and the peace of night.
“Where will we go?” Hitoka voices anxiously.
“We’ll go where we always go,” Tobio tells, his voice firm and blunt as always. “Wherever we need to.”
“Are we bad people?” Tadashi asks.
Hitoka smiles despite everything. “Absolutely. But so are they.”
“Life’s not fun if you can’t be bad sometimes,” Tobio adds.
“I guess…” Tadashi trails off. “I just miss the way things used to be. When we didn’t have to run.”
“I miss it, too,” Hitoka says, still staring at the sky. She reaches for both of their hands, lacing their fingers together loosely. “But this isn’t so bad either. We’re doing what we want to, and we’re together.”
“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right,” Tadashi admits softly. “Thanks, Hitoka.”
“Haven’t you learned by now?” Tobio asks, a rare hint of mischief in his voice. “Hitoka’s always right.”
They’re pulled from their musings by the distant sound of an engine, and Tadashi groans.
“Already?” he whines, “I wanted to wait and kill them tomorrow.”
“Unfortunate,” Tobio deadpans, climbing to his feet and helping both Hitoka and Tadashi up. “Looks like we’re gonna rack up a decent body count today.”
Tobio draws his gun, cold metal and reliable steel, and Hitoka trades her anxiety for the wicked confidence of her knife. Tadashi adopts a combat stance, and Hitoka’s glad that he didn’t unwrap his hands after the last fight.
Side by side, three murderers wait, preparing for their next fight.
They’re ready to play.