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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2016-05-27 10:01 am
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Bonus Round 1: Memory

Bonus Round 1: Memory


Let's start our summer by looking at the past—things that happened in canon, or maybe in an AU, or maybe just as wishful thinking...


This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 9 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)



RULES
  • Submit prompts by commenting to this post! You prompt should consist of one scenario beginning with the phrase "Remember when", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from our list of nominated fandoms.
    • Your prompts can take the form of recalling canon facts/events ("Remember when Nozomi and Eli got parfaits after school?"), non-canon events ("Remember when Megumi and Jin met at the Tadokoro Family Reunion?"), or somewhere in-between ("Remember when Bokuto and Kenma first met?"). Headcanons and AUs are welcome!
    • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Rei & Nagisa). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Rei/Nagisa). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
  • Post fills by leaving a responding comment to a prompt with your newly-created work.
  • Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.


  • FORMAT
    Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.

    Required Work Minimums:
    • 400 words (prose)
    • 400px by 400px (art)
    • 14 lines (poetry)
    There is no max work cap.

    Format your comment in one of the following ways:

    If PROMPTING:If FILLING:If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
    PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
    • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams
    • Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice.
    • Below that, place applicable major content tags (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none")
    • Visual example
    FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
    • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to
    • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
    • Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none")
    • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of the fill in your comment.
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    • Visual example
    FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
    • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
    • Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable
    • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of your work in your comment.
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    Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.


    SCORING
    These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!

    For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)

    For fills:

    First 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
    Fills 4-10: 10 points each
    Fills 11-20: 5 points each
    Fills 21+: 2 points each

    All scored content must be created new for this round.


    Etc.
    If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only.

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PROMPT: Team ALDINI TAKUMI/YUKIHIRA SOUMA

[personal profile] tokibunya 2016-05-28 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Manami Sangaku/Onoda Sakamichi, Yowamushi Pedal
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Remember when Onoda first saw Manami's wings? (au or just the metaphorical wings ;w; )
Edited 2016-05-28 08:01 (UTC)
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Re: PROMPT: Team ALDINI TAKUMI/YUKIHIRA SOUMA

[personal profile] lokelion 2016-05-28 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Screaming omg :> i wanna fill this so bad climber bbys :>
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FILL: TEAM OIKAWA TOORU/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, G

[personal profile] lokelion 2016-05-30 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
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Word Count: 1704



The seven suns were burning down on the rooftops of the white stone buildings that spanned from the edges of the circular island's cliff face, spiraling up towards the center where the chief's palace was located. Even the chief's palace with its high towers was made of the same bleached white stone, hardened under the day suns. Hot, humid air surrounded the small kingdom of the floating islands but despite the heat, it was buzzing with a festive air. Beings with winged feet fluttered and scurried, all busy from the young to the old, the poor to the rich. Everyone was preparing for a grand day that only came once every thousand full moons. A celebration to honor the gods who created the floating isles thousands of miles from the ground below where the wingless creatures lived. Colorful banners and portraits of the gods whose majestic wings sprouted from their backs were hung on almost every street corner and wonderful music was heard all throughout. Even the north and west ports were crowded welcoming hoards of citizens from the other islands. From atop the highest tower of the chief's palace it looked like the perfect painting.

A perfect painting that the bespectacled boy imprisoned in the tower has been observing for the past 563 full moons of his life. Sakamichi was the heir to the long line of 'blessed' creatures whose wings were made of crystal. Their winged feet were said to be the embodiment of purity and beauty- and yet the heir's was the only one whose wings were so pure they were devoid of any color. And so the heir to the bloodline was kept locked in the chief's tower free from the impurities of the world and ready to be offered up to their gods when the festival came. A great honor it was to fly towards the gods, to live up there amongst them, to serve them, that was the old tale Sakamichi has been told thousands of times. And the timid boy lived off of them, seeing as he cannot even set his delicate winged foot outside his tower. Everyday he asked his hand maiden, Miki, for stories of the outside, and she graciously gave into his request. She told him tales of old to stories of everyday life, like how the stable boy Naruko got into trouble by challenging the guard in training Imaizumi, or how his tutor Makishima flew to the other isle north of them as part of the chief's entourage for a gathering. He urged his hand maiden to tell him with as much descriptions as she can and he fed all of this to his imagination that painted the scenes almost as if he were part of it.

For today, Miki set out a golden cloak adorned with scarlet feathers while her young master finished his food. A questioning glance was directed at her, such a grand cloak for a hot day was definitely inappropriate.

"Its for the ceremony, your grace. Also the cloak will help lighten your body so you don't need too much effort to fly." She smiled reassuringly. Still the bespectacled boy stared at the cloak.

"Will I really be alright?" He asked again, diverting his round blue eyes towards the maiden. "I know after the speech and burning of holy feathers, I would fly off the central port and thats that, right? But I've watched the central port, and I've never seen anyone use it."

The girl stared at the fidgeting boy who seemed to forget his food and instead played with the hem of his shirt. She picked up the brush and proceeded to tame the spiky mane of her charge.

"The blessed heir is called blessed for a reason, your grace. You have the most beautiful crystal wings on your feet and when the fest comes, you will proceed to fly towards our creators with the best of our crops and treasures on the road from the central port that no one else but the chosen ones are allowed to use. The gods would see how well we take care of the land they've given us and you would be able to live amongst them-after all only the purest of us could ever come close to them." She spoke in the calmest tone she can muster, after all it may be the last time she ever gets to speak to the boy.

"And when they see our excellent crops, they would bless our lands with even more. I know. But I'm nervous, I hope I don't give us any trouble."

"You won't, I'm sure." A new voice walked into the room. The boy looked up to see his mother who rarely visited him and watched as she gestured for the brush to take over where his maid was. "Just remember how to fly east from the central port, and the air current from the central port will lead you to the cloudless plain. There you will find the entrance to the gods' lands. You will need not speak, they know everything. And I'm sure you'll do well, Sakamichi."

"But I've never tried..."

"Hush, its almost time. Just remember everything we've taught you, you'll be fine."

He could hardly walk once they were out of the palace. The stifling heat combined with the music and color, the people, he couldn't believe how beautiful everything was up close. The painting in his head was coming to life and he must savor it for the few moments he'll be part of it before he fulfills his destiny and meet the gods. The throng of spectators tried to push forward, each wanting to see the heir with the crystal feet, flying was banned for the moment to give way to the special procession leading down to the central port. All the while the boy craned his neck as far as he can see behind his glasses till they reached the steps leading up to the port. Only the chief priests and him were allowed atop it, even the chief and the head of his clan weren't allowed to set foot on it. A basket inlaid with jewels containing what looked like an assortment of grain, gold, potions, colors and fragrances was thrust into his hands. He tried to stop the shaking of his hands and shoulders and stood straight despite the anxiety and excitement he tried to keep at bay. The ceremony was done before he knew it, even if the words were rehearsed for him for more times than he can count, today he seemed to forget everything the moment the gates of the port were opened. The vast sky opening up to him, almost invisible air currents functioning as roads crisscrossing in front of him, but he knew the one he is to take was the highest one leading to greater heights beyond his tower. With a last look behind him, he gave a low bow before stepping onto the road to the cloudless plain.

The current carried him and his cloak did make him lighter, he didn't even need to use his own wings. But he was sweating, more from anxiousness than the heat, his knuckles white from gripping the basket to his chest. He must be a sight to behold, all gold and red zooming towards skies no one but those pure crystal winged heirs could climb. He was sure he'd be gone from everyone's sight after a while and then the celebration would go on for seven days, one day for each sun on their sky.

He was slowing down, and the air was getting cooler. There were also less clouds now and he knew he'd be getting there soon. An ethereal gateway of blue clouds stood at the end of the current and this was where he came to a full stop. The cloudless plain, all blue, purple, red and orange as far as he can see, there was no one else on the piece of sky, not even an air current. But upwards he could see the heavy ceiling where the dark swirls of clouds clustered-the entrance to gods realm. He took a deep breathe and fluttered his wings which slowly carried him upwards. This was his destiny, he couldn't turn back now.

Halfway up he heard a strange sound. He looked down to his basket, to make sure he didn't drop anything. The air was heavier and cooler, and it took much more effort to stay upright. Crack. There was it again, and he noticed he was proceeding much slower. He was almost there when he confirmed the source of the strange sounds. His wings were breaking, cracking like the glass they were. The blessed wings turning into a curse. He finally found out why he never saw his family flying for long- their wings were as delicate as they looked. His thoughts were in a mess, his flying more erratic than ever and he gripped the basket with one hand as he reached with the other towards the heavy dark clouds. He was desperate to cling onto something even as he was steadily dipping and the dark ceiling was getting farther away.

A failure as an heir, that's what he was. He shouldn't have been entrusted with his people's fortune for the next thousand full moons if he couldn't even climb to the gods. Someone must've made a mistake in choosing him, his wings were not crystal, they were glass and he was going to fall.

That's when he saw it, feathers of pure white raining down on him, so fascinated was the boy, he forgot about falling. The darkness that was getting farther was now closing in, the source of white feathers. A beautiful creature with hair as blue as the darkest of nights with scattered strands twinkling like the stars and wings unlike his. The creature's wings were sprouting from its back as white as the first drop of snow he's seen from his tower and large feathers that looked sharp as steel. One of the gods was flying towards a bespectacled boy with broken wings. Forgetting the basket from his kingdom, he stretched out his hands.

edited to correct formatting ^^
Edited 2016-05-30 13:18 (UTC)

Re: FILL: TEAM OIKAWA TOORU/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, G

[personal profile] tokibunya 2016-06-11 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
AHHHH I NEVER GOT THE NOTIFICATION FOR THIS SO SORRY THIS IS A RLY LATE RESPONSE... THANK YOU FOR WRITING THIS ; O ;

AHHHHHHH AHHHHHH????? I LOVE THIS it feels like you took it 19398734 steps further from what i imagined and the setting you built??? the way you worded everything ; o ; it was easy for me to visualize it and that lowkey imanaru heh but !!!!!! i find this whole story idea fascinating thank you!!!!! that ending is just a+ my angel saving the other precious angel gushes
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Re: FILL: TEAM OIKAWA TOORU/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, G

[personal profile] lokelion 2016-11-21 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello wow okay I know it's been months and it's winter now but I went through a real tough time and had to stop online stuff for a bit and I just saw this bec I took a chance in logging back in here and wow your comment legit made me cry and me want no need to write again. THANK YOU
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FILL: Team Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, G

[personal profile] sotongsotong 2016-06-07 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
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Icarus too
(28 lines.)


i.
How many feathers does it take for
one boy to fly?
You never did answer that,
but I think I saw it one day as
you rode up, and up, and up
I thought you hit the sky, but
that’s just the hill
and as the wind took you
forth,
your wings became your shield.


ii.
How far did Icarus go
before the glue burnt off and he
fell to die?
Far enough, you said,
for him to have become so
blind
but that’s the thing, isn’t it?
You don’t look back as you peak
so you’re blind to what’s behind,
you don’t truly look forward either,
because what’s really got your sight
is the one and lonely sky.


iii.
Is it mad to chase the clouds?
you once asked again
I don’t look you in the eyes
because what else is there to say
if you already have your wings
spread so far ahead.
Edited 2016-06-07 23:04 (UTC)

Re: FILL: Team Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, G

[personal profile] tokibunya 2016-06-11 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
AHHHHHHH LATE REPLY BUT THANK YOU FOR FILLING!!!!! i like the [very very painful] idea or er connection? analogy? (???) to the icarus story ;0; im hurt. but ofc, in a good way. i really like how you wrote it/formatted it too ahhhh thank you ;;;;;