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Bonus Round 4: Official Art
Bonus Round 4: Official Art
This round is CLOSED. Late fills can be posted, but they won't receive points.
Memorable canon moments, bizarre omakes, tantalizing magazine spreads—this is the round to explore them all. Bring out your screencaps, promotional art, and manga pages, and let's talk about what really happened.
Please read the rules carefully before posting!
RULES
- Submit prompts in the form of a canon screencap from one of our nominated fandoms along with a ship. Screencaps can be from an anime or manga, as well as any other kind of offshoot media, e.g. official art, drama CD covers, light novel illustrations, magazine covers, 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 screencaps that are taken from a piece of canon media.
- Keep your prompt concise. Don't prompt a whole manga chapter, for example.
- Upload the cap somewhere (imgur works well) and post here with the images themselves or a link to them.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Riko & Momoi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Riko/Momoi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- 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.
- 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]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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.Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G
Words: 593
Daichi was looking out the window when Suga slipped into the seat next to him. His captain seemed transfixed by the world passing outside, even though it was just another parking lot outside just another gymnasium. The heart of everything that made them special was inside, on the courts. From out here, you could never guess how many hearts beat with one tense rhythm in every smash of the ball. And you'd never guess how many tears had to wait to be shed until after the game was played, because it was never really over until the last ball had hit the ground.
He'd never had time to cry for the bruise staining the left side of Daichi's face at all. By the time the game was over, and he could think about whether Daichi was all right instead of focusing on winning the match, the doctors had patched him up. There was no more reason to cry. Just relief, seeing that shit-eating grin so perfect, Daichi was just asking to be punched. Not just because he could never accept letting their last game at Karasuno be one that their captain couldn't see through to the end. The whole team fought for the team as a whole, so it was never just about one man. But Suga would be the first to admit... the heartbreak Daichi would have felt, leaving the court and finding out they'd lost, that there were no more games to play...
Seeing Daichi cry those tears would have been worse than the tears he'd wanted to cry himself when he'd seen his friend go down. And maybe it was selfish, but he wasn't going to let anyone else sit next to Daichi on the ride home today. Right now, he needed to feel how solid, how present, his captain was. He needed to remember with every cell in his body that Daichi was all right, and he wasn't going anywhere.
He slipped into his seat without Daichi even looking away from the window. The bruise on his face was like a faint shadow. A few red streaks where the skin had tiny lacerations but he could barely see the outline of the impact. In two or three days, it'd be purple and blue, with all the blood starting to settle. Knowing Daichi, he'd manage to make it look rugged and manly instead of simply horrific.
The trick was to keep the swelling down.
Suga pulled an icy bottle of water from his bag and touched it to Daichi's cheek -- lightly enough that it wouldn't hurt when his friend startled at the cold.
"Suga!"
"I thought you should keep something cold on that. I don't care how many painkillers or anti-inflammatories the doctor gave you. You should keep the swelling down."
"I'll get an ice pack. You should drink that. We all played a hard couple games." Scooting down in his seat, Daichi smirked, showing off the gap where a tooth used to be. "But if you wanted to kiss it better..."
With a punch to his captain's arm and a roll of his eyes, Suga whispered, "Not in front of the children, dear."
"I'm pretty sure they're all asleep."
"Later," he said, draping his arm over the arm rest so they were almost but not quite holding hands. Then he scrunched down as well to lay his head on Daichi's shoulder. "The coach will be here any minute. And I'm kind of tired, too."
"Aren't we all."
Despite everything, it'd been a good day. Especially now.
Re: FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G
How did you
I'm so glad to be honest I prompted this so I wouldn't force myself to fill pain if someone else prompted this and I'm just bless you just damn I'm so.
Thank you so much. ;A; <3
Re: FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G