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Bonus Round 2: Images
Please read the rules carefully before posting!
This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 23 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.
RULES
- Submit prompts in the form of a canon screencap from one of our nominated fandoms along with a ship. Screencaps can be from the anime or manga, as well as any other kind of offshoot media, e.g. official art, drama CD covers, light novel illustrations, magazine covers, photos from stage plays, and/or caps from games.
- Doujinshi, fan-made games or any other fan-created work should not be prompted, even if you receive permission. Only prompt official, canon artwork.
- Keep your prompt concise. Don't prompt a whole manga chapter, for example.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Abe & Tajima). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Abe/Tajima). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- Upload the cap somewhere (imgur works well) and post here with the images themselves or a link to them. Including a text-only summary of the image is encouraged.
- Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work inspired by the cap.
- Fills can be directly connected to the cap, e.g. panel redraws or writing fic that fleshes out the moment that was capped or that fleshes out what happened directly before/after, but fills can also be more indirectly linked. As long as the work is somehow inspired by the cap, it counts.
- Fills that are too long to fit in a single comment should have the rest of the fill placed as replies to the original fill comment. The subjects of these extra comments should be something like "part 2 of X" or "continued."
- 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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
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)
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.Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
FILL: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, M
The dead of night in the outskirts of the city was when Ryousuke felt the most free. He didn’t have to worry about crowds and the small talk of strangers or the stares of people too curious for their own good. Of course, as a child, Ryousuke was afraid of the dark—just like any other child would normally be. He and Haruichi would huddle in their room together, afraid of the monsters that lurked the streets and prowled in the night.
Now, it was a little difficult to be afraid of the lurkers of the night when he was the monster.
“Let’s make this quick, shall we, Haruichi?” Ryousuke said, pulling on his gloves with his teeth and a smirk as the man scurried back against the wall, his eyes wide with fear. “I’m having sort of an off day today and I’d like to get home as soon as possible.”
“Aniki,” Haruichi rolled his eyes, raising a bloodstained bat over his shoulder. Haruichi hated rushing jobs—he was always a little perfectionist. “There’s no sense in leaving a mess,” he said, as if he were talking about a kitchen mishap rather than an assassination.
“That’s what the clean-up crew is for,” Ryousuke said, stepping over a body that he had taken out himself. “And I don’t know about you, Haruichi, but that Miyuki has been really getting on my nerves lately, so—“
“Aniki,” Haruichi repeated again, much more firmly this time.
Ryousuke pouted, extending his hand for the bat. Haruichi sighed and handed it to him. “You’re no fun,” Ryousuke sighed dramatically. He held Haruichi’s wooden bat in front of him, admiring the way it looked so dark and ominous in the moonlight, the nails embedded at the top glinting red. Despite all this, Ryousuke clicked his tongue, taking pleasure in the way the man cowering flinched at the noise, eyes following the bat as Ryousuke angled it. “You got blood on it,” he scolded over his shoulder. “Blood soaks into the wood, you know—we don’t get paid enough to buy you another bat.”
“If you’re going to keep complaining, bring your own bat,” Haruichi replied, crossing his arms. Ryousuke almost laughed at the way Haruichi’s face turned red as he frowned. “Anyway, we have a job to do.”
Ryousuke smiled and turned back towards the man, who let out a shriek as Ryousuke examined him. “Don’t worry,” he said with his cool voice, hooking the end of his bat under the man’s chin to make him look up at them. “I haven’t forgotten about you.”
“P-please, I’ll do anything! I know secrets!” the man squealed and pleaded, writhing on the floor so pathetically that Ryousuke almost felt bad for him. “Th-the men who took out one of the Seidou subdivisions! I know who did it! Spare me and I’ll give you their names!”
His pity turned into disgust as Ryousuke’s cold smile turned into a frown. “Are you hearing this, Haruichi?” he called over his shoulder, not moving the bat from the man’s neck. “He’s a traitor and a coward.”
“He’s giving me the creeps,” Haruichi agreed, stepping forward and crouching. Haruichi unsheathed a dagger and held it right to the man’s cheek, the point digging into his sweat-drenched skin. The man grew pale and his adam’s apple bobbed from behind the bat. “It doesn’t really matter who killed them, to us,” Haruichi said. “A job is a job and they will be punished accordingly, but you were the one who hired hitmen to take out our subdivision, weren’t you?” Haruichi asked with a tone so casual that he might have been asking about the weather.
The man’s eyes darted wildly, searching for a viable lie. “I-I don’t know what you’re t-talking about,” he said with an uneasy laugh. “I-I mean, I don’t—I might, uh—“
“Don’t try to explain yourself when we already know the truth—you just look even more pathetic,” Haruichi said with the sharpness of a knife. He pulled his dagger away, slicing the man’s cheek.
The man yelped, tears pooling in his eyes at this tiny little cut.
“If you were going to react that badly to a cut, you really shouldn’t have gotten into this line of work,” Ryousuke said.
“M-my employers made me do it! Please! Let me go and I will pledge all of my loyalty to Seidou! I can be of use to you!”
Ryousuke moved the bat from the man’s chin, allowing him a moment of relief before snatching it back by raising his bat over his head, his lip sticking back into a smile. “Seidou isn’t interested in cowardly traitors,” he said before swinging.
--
“You need a new bat,” Ryousuke said, handing Haruichi his bat as they walked down the alleyway. He looked down at his hands and wrinkled his nose. “And I need a new pair of gloves. We really are in a messy line of work.”
Haruichi took back his back and sighed. “I’ll put the orders in through Chris-senpai,” he conceded. “Should we have ransacked the office before we left? We were after that guy’s employers after all.”
“No, no—that’s the clean-up crew’s job, too,” Ryousuke said with a wave of his hand. “What we needed to do is get out of there before someone noticed us.”
“You sure we don’t have time, Aniki?”
“I’m positive,” Ryousuke said as they reached the end of the alley and walked out into the backroad, where their sleek black getaway car was parked. A young man with dark green hair slicked back and a leather jacket waited for them, leaning against the car. He gave them a knowing grin as he saw them approach. Haruichi gave the young man a small wave and he let out a raucous two-tone laugh. “Besides, we mustn’t keep our chauffeur waiting.”
Re: FILL: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, M
Re: FILL: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, M
Re: FILL: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, M