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sportsfest2018-07-01 12:02 am
Bonus Round 2: Quotes
Bonus Round 2: Quotes
Sometimes you just have to keep with tradition! Keeping with the SASO roots that SportsFest was born from, Bonus Round 2 is all about quotes.
This bonus round will close on July 13th, 2018 11:59PM PT. [COUNTDOWN]
This Round is CLOSED, but is perpetually open for new FILLS.
Rules
The Rule of Thumb for this round is prominence - did a published author or poet write this line you’d like to quote? Great. Is it from a speech or a historical document? Cool. Did your friend say something funny on twitter the other day? Not so much.
Please DO NOT prompt screenshots of private conversations, Discord convos, or conversations between you and your friends. This can easily and unintentionally bring the prompts into inside joke territory, and can create an exclusionary environment.
Quotes from other SportsFest participants (or yourself) are NOT allowed in this round (for similar reasons to above, and the fact that you could just make anything a quote).
Please give credit to the original speaker of your quote whenever possible.
If prompting with a screenshot, it is polite to post a transcription of the text below the image for accessibility.
Please use your best judgement, and if you’re unsure if something qualifies - ask! The mods are here to help.
And to reiterate, Your prompt MUST include one or more specific nominated fandoms. Please do not prompt "Fandom: Any".
A Few Examples:
“Today is far from Childhood -
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter -
Which shortened all the miles-
- Emily Dickinson, ‘One Sister Have I In Our House’
“Til this moment I never knew myself”
- Elizabeth Bennett, Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice
“SHE DOESN’T EVEN GO HERE!
- Damian, Mean Girls
“It's a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city”
- Quarter Past Midnight, Bastille
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. “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)
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).
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.
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
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.
All scored content must be created new for this round.
PROMPT: Team Grandstand
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: None
Do Not Wants: N/A
Prompt:
What do I do
With a love that won't sit still
- Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng
Fill: Team Grandstand, G
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 978
Remix Permission: sure
i'd never written kagehina before (or kageyama at all) before this, so thank you for the opportunity! i couldn't resist this absolutely adorable prompt uwu
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Kageyama flits his eyes left and right, scanning the clientele and passing waitstaff to see if anyone's noticed the way his boyfriend is practically vibrating in the seat across from him.
No sooner had they'd sat down at the soba restaurant than Hinata got all twitchy, pulling at his t-shirt collar, cracking his knuckles, drumming his fingers against the table, all but shouting from the top of his lungs. Kageyama had found himself ordering for the both of them, eager to see the waitress away from their booth.
These were no ordinary ants in the pants. These were fire ants--the big, spicy kind.
Kageyama figured volleyball was a safe topic, which was only his second mistake (his first, ostensibly, had been inviting Hinata out in the first place). He'd asked how Natsu's volleyball game had gone, and Hinata had jolted up out of his seat and nearly clambered over the table to breathlessly tell him that they won and her spikes were perfect and I can't wait for her to take the team to nationals.
And he's still going, detailing every aspect of the match for Kageyama in crisp enough detail that he'd be able to picture it play by play if Hinata gave him the time to process any of it.
Kageyama only has ears (and eyes and hands and everything else) for Hinata, but it's hard to keep up with the way Hinata rambles excitedly without pausing to breathe, like Kageyama always has to remind him to, punctuating all the pivotal points of the match with an uwahh or some other nonsensical attempt at onomatopoeia.
But Hinata's eyes are sparkling with pride, and it makes Kageyama flush with warmth that has nothing to do with the sake in his system. By the time Hinata finishes waxing poetic about his sister, their food is on the table.
Hinata takes a moment to collect himself with a few fast, deep breaths before digging in with a voracity that rivals Kageyama's own. He inhales the food like it's the air he'd been missing while he talked.
Kageyama watches him through it all, as he eats his own food, marveling at the pure kinetic energy Hinata exudes, wondering how someone so tiny could manage to be so bright and contain so much potential for movement, even now that they're both older.
Hinata has always been a focal point, a sun with his very own gravitational pull, and Kageyama has never been able to look anywhere else. He finds himself wanting to curl around that warmth, to not only contain it but to also let it flourish and sustain them both.
Hinata's feet bounce against Kageyama's legs, which Kageyama wouldn't mind except that he hasn't sat still since the moment they stepped inside the restaurant.
"What," he begins pointedly, trapping Hinata's restless legs between his own, "am I going to do with you?"
It's only a little cute when Hinata replies through a mouthful of food, his cheeky puffy like a chipmunk's. "Whaddya mean?"
"Idiot," Kageyama says, but it lacks the usual animosity. "You're going to choke on your food."
And be the end of me, he doesn't say.
Hinata swallows, and it looks painful. He opens his mouth and points inside, then says, "I didn't choke. See?"
Kageyama frowns. "Are you that ready for our date to be over?"
"What? No! I'm just--" Hinata cuts himself off and deflates, and for the first time that night he falls still.
"You just...?" Kageyama prompts. He thinks about reaching his hand across the table to where Hinata's lie flat, but he doesn't.
"I'm just a little nervous," Hinata says, all sheepish. A faint pink spreads across his cheeks, and Kageyama's so stunned all he can do is stare.
Finally, he says, "You? Nervous? Haven't we been on--," he stops to look down and count on a few fingers, then looks up again, "--yeah, we've already been on six whole dates!"
"Yeah, and I still can't figure out why you keep asking." Hinata mumbles it so low Kageyama has to piece his words together, and they make him angry. Or not angry, exactly. It isn't something directed at Hinata either. It builds in his chest until he feels like he's going to explode.
"Because I like you, dumbass!"
The admission comes out on its own, and Kageyama feels his cheeks color as Hinata's eyes widen.
He clears his throat and tries to keep his voice steady. "I wouldn't ask you out if I didn't want to spend time with you."
"I didn't know you were that serious," Hinata says quietly. He gets louder, though, as he gathers momentum. "And then you remembered about Natsu, and asked about her game, and I panicked! I panicked, okay? Because I like you, too!"
"Good!"
Then they stare at each other, and time stretches out like taffy. Outside the pocket of space they occupy, the din of the restaurant is but faint white noise.
Hinata is the first to crack, but his luminous smile wears Kageyama down in seconds. They laugh, at themselves and each other and just for the hell of it.
Kageyama reaches over the table and captures Hinata's hands in his own, stilling them. He smooths his thumbs over Hinata's knuckles, as much to steady Hinata as to steel himself.
Be more assertive this time, he thinks.
Hinata can probably tell what's coming--the way he leans forward and licks his lips with thinly veiled anticipation has Kageyama more than a little distracted. They still haven't kissed, a fact that makes him frown a little.
But Kageyama resolves that he won't wait to find out how that tongue feels against his own lips, inside his mouth, over his skin.
Finally, he says, "So tell me where we're going for number eight."
Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G
Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G
Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G
THANK YOU FOR FILLING THIS I was smiling from start to finish, it was SO CUTE and the line Hinata has always been a focal point, a sun with his very own gravitational pull, and Kageyama has never been able to look anywhere else. [deep breath] aaaaaaAAAAAHHHHH [SWALLOWS MY ENTIRE ARM] your Hinata and all his energy was so good, and Kageyama's soft and fond exasperation was so SWEET I'M LYING ON THE FLOOR YELLING and then
Finally, he says, "So tell me where we're going for number eight." HHRRRGGGMMMHHH A GOOD WAY TO FINISH ME OFF SLFDHGJK thank you for writing this, it was so warm and lovely aaahhh ;____; <333
Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G