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sportsfest2018-06-16 12:14 am
Bonus Round 1: Time and Place
Bonus Round 1: Time & Place
Who, when, and where? Send your favorite sports animanga characters to any time and place you want—but the filler decides what they do there.
This bonus round will close on June 29th, 2018 at 11:59PM PT. (Countdown Timer)
This Round is CLOSED, but is perpetually open to new Fills.
Rules
Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a time and place, along with any character/ship/group/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms. Your prompt can include characters from any animanga title regardless of your team affiliation.
- Please format your prompt like so:
TIME: [Time]
PLACE: [Place] - The place can be any real or fictional location.
- The time can be as specific or vague as you want.
- Your prompt MUST include one or more specific nominated fandoms. Please do not prompt “Fandom: Any”.
- If your prompt includes a relationship, make sure to use the proper notation. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). Feel free to add additional clarifications as needed.
Here are a few examples to get your creative juices flowing:
TIME: Victorian Era
PLACE: The catacombs of London
TIME: Monday morning
PLACE: The coffee shop down the street
TIME: The last pitch
PLACE: Koshien
TIME: June 16th, 2018 at 4:20 PM
PLACE: 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney
Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your time and place-inspired fanwork.
Please make sure to adhere to the specific prompt/fill formats!!! Otherwise, the BR scorer may miss your fill. If you make a mistake, please edit your post, or delete and repost if editing has been disabled.
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. Nickname or Official Name 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. To join, click here.
After joining, you will be able to access the AfterHours BR1 post.
“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.
If Filling
Minimums
Required Work Minimums:
400 words (prose)
400px by 400px (art)
14 lines (poetry)
There is no max work cap.
Format
FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]
- Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nickname or Official Name are both acceptable
- Replace [Rating] with the rating of your fill (G-E).
- Find a guide to tagging HERE.
- 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. To join, click here.
After joining, you will be able to access the AfterHours BR1 post.
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.
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
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). We’ll also have a prompt/fill database up and running soon that will help you filter through BR posts.
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If you have any questions, feel free to contact a mod.
PROMPT: Team Grandstand
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: none.
Additional Tags: none.
Do Not Wants: n/a
Prompt:
TIME: 8:45 AM
PLACE: A very rainy college graduation ceremony
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
FILL: Team Daiya, G
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: There might be a Kiss.
Word Count: 957
Remix Permission: Go for it
Somehow got a little angsty, I blame Miyuki~ Open ending on purpose~
***
It was still early yet, not even really time to think about heading towards the staging area to get his cap and gown. In truth, Kuramochi didn’t even know why he was there, let alone so early. He didn’t particularly care about his graduation ceremony, and it wasn’t like his mom or grandpa could be there – the latter being down ill and the former having to care for him. It all seemed kind of pointless – there were a dozen other ways he would have rather celebrate the turning point in his life.
But, in the end, he couldn’t really say no, not when his partner was determined to see him cross the stage. He rather thought it was because the man would never have a graduation of his own and so was living vicariously through him.
“Do you want to head in now?”
Kuramochi blinked out of his thoughts and turned to the man beside him. They were almost at the front doors of the university’s auditorium, the place where they should say goodbye for the meantime, but Kuramochi couldn’t seem to do it. There was something in his partner’s eyes that sat ill within him, and he knew he’d never be able to sit still until he figured out what it was. “No, I don’t have to be in there till nine-thirty,” he replied, reaching out and catching Miyuki’s free hand and pulling him towards an overhang across the courtyard. “I want to talk to you first.”
Miyuki followed without complaint, pulled along by the shorter man. When they reached the overhand, he freed his hand and closed the umbrella they’d been sharing. “What do you want to say that can’t be said later?” He asked on a half sigh, turning his eyes towards the dark gray sky.
Kuramochi doubted it was an accident that his partner wouldn’t look at him. Kazuya was, for better or for worse, and avoider, when it came to matters close to his heart. It was, in part, why they were a good pair. He lived all his emotions out loud, while Miyuki lived his inwardly.
It was frustrating as hell sometimes though.
“You’ve been weird for nearly a week,” Kuramochi said, tilting his head and staring at the taller man. “I thought maybe you’d work it out on your own, but you’ve gotten worse the closer to today we got. So, out with it.”
Miyuki’s eyes fell to the wet paving stones beneath their feet, only adding further suspicion to Kuramochi’s mind. “There’s nothing to ‘out’. You’re imagining things. Everything’s fine.”
“I hate when you do that,” Kuramochi snapped, shifting forward into Miyuki’s space and sliding his arms around his waist so he could turn him towards him. “Shut me out like that, like we’re still sixteen and only teammates. Look at me, Kazuya.”
Kuramochi could feel his partner, and best friend, hold his breath as he forced himself to do as commanded. There was fear in Miyuki’s amber eyes and it immediately had every alarm bell he had ringing in his ears. “Kaz…”
Miyuki took a deep breath and closed his eyes, slumping just a little. “It ends today, doesn’t it? Today you graduate and move on into the real world to get a job…”
All at once Kuramochi realized what his problem was. He could even almost hear the words the other man didn’t say. “…and I’ll keep playing baseball. …Away from Tokyo.”
“Is this about Hiroshima?” Kuramochi demanded, a flutter of fear dancing through him as well. It was absurd – though they hadn’t talked about it, he thought it was pretty clear what was going to happen.
Miyuki frowned, hands running up Kuramochi’s shoulders to sit lightly against his neck and brush through the stiff hair at his nape. “I’m getting traded,” he said bluntly. “You know what that means.”
Kuramochi might have thought Miyuki was breaking up with him, except for the desperation in his touch. His thumb caressed his throat and his fingers tug into his nape just enough to belie his true feelings on the matter. Idiot, my boyfriend is an idiot. Exasperation made anger rise. Like it was so easy just to let five years of his life go, just like that.
The hell that was happening.
“What the hell makes you think I’m going to let you go to Hiroshima alone?” Kuramochi growled, eyes narrowing. “Or for that matter, lets you give up without even talking to me about it? I should punch you, you bastard.”
To his credit, Miyuki didn’t look confused, only surprised, though in Kuramochi’s mind, that wasn’t much better. “I… didn’t want you to give up your life here. Your friends, or your family. Hiroshima is a lot farther to Chiba than Tokyo is, you know.”
“So what, I’m just supposed to let the man I love just walk away because I might be a few hours farther from my family?” He couldn’t believe they actually had to have this conversation. But maybe that was his fault too. He’d assumed that his partner would know that he was obviously going with him. “Kaz, I can get a job anywhere, and I can always take a train to see mom and grandpa. I’d rather have you in Hiroshima than be alone in Tokyo.”
Miyuki stared at him for a long time and Kuramochi met his gaze fearlessly. He willed him, silently, to see that he was being an idiot about this, making all the wrong assumptions based on his inherent fear of being left behind.
When the silence stretched, and the taller man seemed to be weakening, Kuramochi sighed, stretching up just a little to kiss him softly. “Kazuya, I love you. Stop being an idiot and let me.”
Re: FILL: Team Daiya, G
Fill: Team Daiya, G
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: permission granted!
Thank you for this lovely prompt!
***
Re: Fill: Team Daiya, G
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: daiya no a
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: overtones of melancholy, fear of the future, not-established relationship, vaguely angsty, whoops
Word Count: 508
Remix Permission: fic: jea and heidi only. art/anything else: blanket permission
holy god i am so rusty please forgive me
***
the diamond feels strange underfoot.
he's wearing dress shoes instead of cleats, so that's only to be expected.
it doesn't help that it's raining, either—the clay is lumpy, sticking together in clumps as he makes his way to home plate.
miyuki is standing there, looking out at the field.
"hey," kuramochi murmurs. "you in there?"
the shift in miyuki's face when he's pulled from his thoughts is a subtle thing, but kuramochi has been watching him long enough to recognize it: a slow blink, then another. as if he's manually refocusing the way one would a camera lens—bringing the world back into focus.
he does it now, turning his head to look at kuramochi. his hair is starting to stick to his forehead, damp with the rain.
even though he makes eye contact, kuramochi can tell he's still not all there. he's been like this the past few days—spacey, getting lost in his thoughts.
it's not wholly a surprise; it's miyuki, after all. thinking overmuch was a calling card of his.
kuramochi was smart enough to know most of it—the distraction—has to do with the day at hand.
he adjusts his diploma case in his hand (he hadn't thought he'd be outside this long, when he went looking for miyuki) and takes a few more steps forward, until they're close enough that he knows miyuki can hear him.
"you're gonna miss lineup if you stay out here much longer," kuramochi says.
"i was gonna come in soon," miyuki answers.
quiet falls again; the only sound is the rain pattering on the dugout, on the sidewalk past the field.
it's not a serious rain—just a drizzle. small drops, consistent but not too wet. enough to blur edges, to limit visibility.
miyuki's glasses are starting to fog up, and kuramochi resists the urge to reach up and wipe them clear. he clenches his hands into fists for a moment while it passes.
he doesn't know where to go from here; miyuki doesn't seem rushed either, evidently content to let the silence between them stretch on. he knows that he should say something about where miyuki's head is at: something reassuring, something about how everything is going to be fine, because miyuki has a spot on one of the best university teams in tokyo, and how could that not end up fine?
kuramochi tries not to remember the look on miyuki's face when he'd told him that he was going to osaka.
"we should go," he says, and he starts to move away.
before he can get too far, though, a hand reaches out and takes his.
"wait," miyuki says. "just. just stay here with me a minute longer."
kuramochi looks at him a moment before—"sorry, i just—"
he reaches up to pull away miyuki's glasses. "so you can see past the rain."
they stand there a few moments longer, kuramochi holding miyuki's glasses loose in his hand all the while.
finally, miyuki inhales. "let's go."
kuramochi wipes his glasses and hands them back before leading them back towards the school.
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND