Bonus Round 5: Remixes

SASO 2016 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

Congrats, this is the home stretch! You've worked hard and created hundreds of fanworks for sports anime fandom to enjoy. This round encourages you to look back at everything the SASO has made and use it as inspiration.

This round ends at 7PM on August 8 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

Choose a fanwork created by other participants in a previous main or bonus round of SASO and create a new piece based on it. You could create a fanart of another work, an FST inspired by a piece’s style, retell another person’s fanfic from another point of view, create a new fanfic inspired by a great piece of art... go wild!
You cannot remix your teammates' works.
You must have permission from the original creator. There's a blanket permissions post here (feel free to add yourself to it!), or you can leave a comment on their original post asking for permission.
You must include a link to the original work in your post.
Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment in response to this post.
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 FILLING:

If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:

FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]

Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to
- Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points
Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)

Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable), and LINK to the original work you are remixing

NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like.

To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" />

Visual example

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]

Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules
Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable
NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like.
To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" />
Visual example

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 fills as you want!

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.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Major Tags: None
Word Count: 632

Remixed from this fill by

winterstuck as prompted by

doxian, blanket permission has been given! Set at some hypothetical point post-university where Makishima has returned to Japan from England.

-

Makishima knows it's Tadokoro as soon as he pulls up. The van itself is the first tipoff — it's not the one specific to the bakery and with the establishment's logo emblazoned on the side, but it's because of the bakery that Tadokoro has begun to insist how even a non-work vehicle ought to have adequate transport space. Makishima's next clue is the two impatient blasts Tadokoro lays on the horn, and if that weren't enough, he shoves his head through the open window next, bellowing onto the street.

"Ma–ki–shi–ma–!" he shouts, with one great hand gripping the open window. "Maki! Oi! Maki, come out already!"

"I'm coming," Makishima mutters to himself, yanking away from the window. He ignores the continuing yells, audible even from the second floor, grabbing a jacket from beside the door and heading out of his apartment.

"Maki!" Tadokoro says one more time, when Makishima strolls apace of the van. It's at a more comfortable volume, though still loud enough that Makishima sticks one pinky in his ear and wriggles it about, like perhaps that way he can dislodge the sound of Tadokoro's voice from echoing off the insides of his skull.

"You came out," Tadokoro adds.

"Of course I did," Makishima says. "What did you think I was going to do, stay up there until you bellowed yourself hoarse and finally went away? I wanted to see you."

"I wanted to see you, too," Tadokoro says. "It's been too long."

He starts to pull himself back through the van's window before grunting, his face screwing up in something suspiciously reminiscent of pain.

"Tadokorocchi...?" Makishima begins.

"I-It's nothing," Tadokoro says.

But his fingers scrabble at the rim of the window from the outside, his elbow bent at an awkward angle against the door. He doesn't pull himself back into the car. Makishima begins to frown, his eyebrows pulling down into a suspicious scowl.

"Hurry up," Makishima says. "I thought we were going somewhere, not staying outside my building all afternoon talking through the car window."

"I can't," Tadokoro admits. "I'm stuck."

"Stuck?" Makishima echoes. Then a moment later, bursts out into uncontrollable laughter, scratchy cackles that scrape at his own eardrums terribly even as he's unable to stop. "Again?"

"The window's a tight fit," Tadokoro says, defensively.

"Of course it is," Makishima says. "That's why most people don't use it for a door, and most people aren't nearly as broad as you are."

But his expression is softening, and he shakes his head back and forth in disbelief. He curls his own fingers against the window edge, and leans in closer to Tadokoro as a smile begins to tug at his lips.

"Remember the first time this happened?" Makishima asks. "At that first inter-high right after we graduated? Remember when?"

Tadokoro laughs, a sound with some embarrassment to it — but warmth, too. He seems to sink down a little lower within his framing in the window (still as big as ever, Makishima can't help but notice, and just as unable to fit through small spaces).

"Yeah," Tadokoro says. "Can't believe I did it."

"Can't believe you did it again," Makishima says.

"You gonna give it a rest or what, huh, Maki?" Tadokoro huffs.

Makishima shrugs, and Tadokoro manages to dislodge himself the rest of the way free, pulling his awkwardly-bent arm back through the window last. He pops open the door, and walks around the van to hold the passenger side door open for Makishima instead.

"How gentlemanly," Makishima comments. "Making up for — this mistake?"

Makishima waves one hand vaguely at the van, at Tadokoro, at all of it. Tadokoro only growls at him in response, but there's a playfulness underlying it. Makishima grins wider.

"Shut up, Maki," Tadokoro says. "And get in the damn van."

OH MY GOD HE GOT STUCK AGAIN pftttttttttttttttt

I'm rolling around giggling thank you so much for this amazing fic!! (I wonder how long it took for him to get unstuck to first time ¦D /shot)

I'M GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT, this was another one that was really fun to write, Tadokoro and Makishima bickering is a joy. ;u;

Bonus Round 5: Remixes

Bonus Round 5: Remixes

FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, T

Re: FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, T

no subject