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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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Prompt: Team Sowlmates
Fandom: YOI
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: High school / college AU
Do Not Wants: N/A
Prompt:
TIME: Just before the first day of school
PLACE: The parking lot
FILL: Team Come @ Me Bro, G
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: Grease AU, Victor the T-bird, Phichit is the best wingman, oh those summer nights
Word Count: 416
Well I doubt you wanted a Grease AU but that's sure as heck what I just wrote. Phichit, Leo, and Guanghong as Pink Ladies, fight me.
***
Yuuri already is anxious enough on the first day of a new school, worried about how he's dressed and making new friends, which he's terrible at, and also now that he's in the parking lot, worried about being run-down by the souped up, huge cars most of the students in this high school apparently favor.
"Watch it!" a voice calls out, hands yanking Yuuri just out of the way as a red one zips past, teenagers hollering at the two of them to watch it and leaving them dusting off their pants. "Whew, that was close. You new here?"
"Uh-huh," Yuuri agrees. He takes a better look at the guy who saved him, tan skin and warm brown eyes and a killer eyeliner game. "I just moved here."
"Phichit Chulanont!" the other student says, slapping him hard across the shoulders. "You can come meet the other Pink Ladies if you want, we'll help you get to the office and find your homeroom. I know just how to talk up Mrs. Hodel."
"Oh," Yuuri says, flustered at the kindness and a bit overwhelmed at Phichit's manhandling as he sweeps him across the parking lot. "I'm—"
"Yuuri?" calls a voice from behind them, making Yuuri freeze. "Yuuri! It's you!"
"Victor?" Yuuri turns, jaw dangling, and sure enough, there he is, Victor Nikiforov in the flesh, skin still golden from the beach sun, sunglasses perched on his head, jeans tight as ever. The leather jacket is something else though, and the slicked-back hair.
"I can't believe you're here!" Victor exclaims. He steps forward, but just then another loud car roars into the parking lot and screeches to a stop just beside Victor, full of four other teenagers in matching jackets and slicked hair, all of them whooping and hollering for Victor's attention.
"Ugh, T-birds," Phichit sniffs.
Victor's smile flickers for a second, eyes darting between Yuuri and his gang before he gives into it. "All right, all right, I'll come see the car! Yuuri! I'll find you at lunch, ok?"
Yuuri waves weakly, only to be dragged away by Phichit. "Holy smokes! You know Victor Nikiforov? How?!"
"We met at the beach," Yuuri says. "Just, um, our families were both on vacation and we spent all summer…well, it doesn't matter it was just a…"
"Summer romance?" Phichit asks, suddenly much closer, eyes narrowed in interest, arm slipping around Yuuri's waist as he drags him towards the school entrance. "Tell me more, tell me more…"
FILL: Team Victuuri, T
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: High School AU, parking lot conversations (and revelations), unrequited relationships (for the first half!), misunderstandings, Yuuri needs to pay attention when he’s driving (to the car, not to Victor), kissing, fluff, very brief moment where a cat metaphorically falls out of a tree (no death/injury), incredibly brief mention of drugs, happiness!!! finally
Word Count: 1,306
Remix Permission: Yes
I promised catalists this would be a happy ending and it is, see!! I can write non-angst stuff (maybe). Rated T for described kissing.
***
Yakov Feltsman High School’s Senior Sunrise is a time-honored tradition. It is also the only day in all four years of high school – including the days yet to come – that Victor is ready as soon as Yuuri pulls up to the curb outside his house in his beige Camry.
“I need coffee,” Victor groans as he clambers into the front seat. Yuuri pulls away from the curb as soon as he hears the seatbelt click. “I didn’t get my beauty sleep.”
“You look gr – fine, you still look fine,” Yuuri signals and makes a right, sparing a glance at Victor who really does look fine. It may be six in the morning, but Victor’s in a light blue button-down shirt and fitted jeans and it’s a damn good thing Yuuri has to drive. The morning is a foggy grey, the kind that’s just light enough to catch the early morning mist rolling off the surrounding mountains, so he tries to focus on that and maybe the road instead of the way Victor’s clothes hug his body.
As they pull into town and toward the Starbucks drive-through, the grey mist mingles with the low-rise steel office buildings, lending a tint of silver to the air. Silver like Victor’s hair. He’s always wondered about Victor’s hair, if it’s really as soft as it is shiny. Only in his dreams is he lucky enough to card his fingers through it, usually as Victor’s kissing up his neck and –
Victor makes a sudden strangled noise like a cat falling out of a tree, and Yuuri slams on the brake. The car skids to a stop on the other side of a four-way intersection.
“ – and that was a stop sign,” Victor manages. Yuuri looks back through the rearview mirror. That was, indeed, a stop sign. Figures that this was the only way he’d manage to render Victor breathless.
As he accelerates again, he sneaks a look at the boy in the seat next to him, who’s been gradually slumping down until only his forehead might be visible outside the window. “Coffee,” Victor whines.
“We’re almost there, you big baby,” Yuuri says as he pulls into the drive-through. “I see why you don’t do drugs. You have caffeine.”
“I could stop at any time.” Yuuri snorts.
“So I’ll just leave the drive-through?”
“No, wait – ”
––
Ten minutes later, coffees in hand, Yuuri’s pulling into the empty school parking lot. “I thought more people would be here by now,” he muses.
“Doesn’t start for another half-hour,” Victor says. “You’re just always impressively punctual.”
“What about your date?” Yuuri asks as they unbuckle their seatbelts and climb out of the car. It’s traditional to bring a date to Senior Sunrise, and Victor, the golden boy of Feltsman High School, is never one to shirk a good tradition.
“I, uh, didn’t get one,” Victor says quietly, setting his coffee down on the concrete in front of the car. He leans casually on the hood, but Yuuri can tell the question bothers him.
“I’m sorry I asked.”
“No, it’s just – it’s okay,” he says, chewing on his lower lip. “It is what it is.”
“Nobody said yes?”
“I mean,” Victor lifts his coffee to take a sip and lowers it back to the ground next to Yuuri’s cup. “I only asked one person.”
“Oh. I’m sorry.” Yuuri feels for Victor, he really does, and he’s suddenly incredibly thankful that he decided against asking him to Senior Sunrise. He’s never seen Victor this smitten about anyone before. There’s clearly no way he could hold a candle to whoever it is.
“What about you?” Victor says lightly. “Anyone special you’re meeting at sunrise?”
Yuuri laughs. “Not at all. Just me, and the fleece blanket in the trunk.”
“You don’t have a date?” Victor’s eyebrows raise into his bangs.
“Nobody asked me,” Yuuri says, leaning back to sit on the hood of his car.
Victor gapes. “Yuuri, I asked you.”
Yuuri squints. Blinks once, twice. “No, you didn’t.”
“Yuuri, I – ”
“I’d know if you’d asked me,” he says. “Right? I’d – I’d know.”
“I don’t know, but I – you turned me down whever I asked you out,” Victor says. “I asked if you wanted to get dinner over the summer.”
“I told you I did.”
“And you suggested we see when Phichit, Chris, and Georgi were free,” he says. “I thought that was your way of turning me down politely. But I asked you again about Senior Sunrise and you said, ‘Of course we’ll go together, we’re friends.’”
“I…didn’t know,” Yuuri whispers. “I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s, I got the message. It’s really fine,” Victor says haltingly. “First love, and high school…and all that. Just give my heart a little time to heal before looking this good in the morning, would you?” He smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.
Yuuri, who is sporting a faded “Sk8er Boi” t-shirt and skinny jeans, and probably has equally good cases of bedhead and coffee breath, blinks. “I don’t – ”
“I shouldn’t have brought it up, sorry,” Victor says finally. “Of course it’s always your choice. I never expect anything more of you than what you’re willing to give. You’re my friend and,” he smiles, “that will always, always come first.”
Yuuri returns the smile. “There’s just one thing, though,” he begins. “I didn’t – I never meant, um, to turn you down?”
“Yuuri,” Victor breathes. “Are you saying – ”
“So if you’re sure and you’ll still have me…”
Victor’s eyes turn shimmery with tears and he claps his hand over his mouth. In the early morning light, as the mist burns off, he can just make out the familiar, smiling crinkle of Victor’s eyes. His heart swells and his nerves jolt alive at the sight.
“Yuuri, I’ve known you for six years now and I never thought – that is, I never dared…” The tears spill over and down his cheeks. “Can I kiss you now? I’ve waited so long.”
Yuuri smiles wider than he ever thought was possible as he pretends to think about it. “No.”
Victor’s eyes widen and he drops his hand from his face. “I – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to rush – ”
Yuuri kisses him. He doesn’t remember moving his mouth to Victor’s, or the first touch, only now, their mouths pressed together and Victor’s hands twining through his hair and his hands cupped around Victor’s jaw. And it’s soft, here, now, and Victor tastes like coffee and sweetness and Yuuri never knew it was possible to want more than he had.
“No,” Yuuri whispers as he breaks the kiss, Victor’s cheeks tear-damp and warm under his cupped hands. “No, you can’t kiss me, because I should be the one kissing you. I made you wait this entire summer. And all these years, I’ve just wanted and I didn’t know that you’d been wanting too.”
“It’s okay,” Victor laughs through more tears, hiccuping as he gasps for breath. And Yuuri, Yuuri feels like he’s taking his first breaths, and the air has never been sweeter, nose brushing against Victors and both of them smiling through tears. “It’s okay. We're okay,” he says as he leans in to meet Yuuri again. “You will always be worth the wait.”
–––
The first rays of light peek over the mountains and splay across the football field, gentle and beautiful. Victor’s hair catches the light, turns hues of rose and amber against the final wisps of mist.
“It’s cold,” Yuuri says, quietly so only Victor can hear him. They’re both watching the sun, but can’t resist sneaking disbelieving smiles. “Will you share my blanket?”
Victor doesn’t hesitate as Yuuri lifts the edge of the blanket, and Yuuri curls contentedly into his side as the sun rises and warms them both.
Re: FILL: Team Victuuri, T