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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.
    • To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>
    • 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.
    • 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 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!
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FILL: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU, M

[personal profile] hapaxlegomenon 2016-05-31 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Word Count: 984
Warnings: Monsters, horror, gore, death, evisceration, manipulation. All that good stuff.


There was a man who liked to come down to their cove and stay for hours among the rocks and sea spray. He watched their world through tiny windows, removed them often to wipe at the salt droplets, but he always went back to looking at the sea, blinking in the wind.

Ryousuke and Haruichi liked to watch him. Sometimes, he would sit on the shore and simply stare at the waves, watch them pulse in-and-out and crash on the rocky beach. Sometimes, he’d bring a strange wooden bat with him, holding it by the tapered end and swinging it forward and over his shoulder, again and again, until his legs shook and they could hear his harsh breath from where they lurked amidst the seafoam. Sometimes, he had a ball and a great leather mitt, with a sharp and acidic scent that made Ryousuke’s arms retract reflexively. And sometimes --

“What’s he doing today?” Haruichi asked, curious bands of brown rippling across his skin.

Ryousuke didn’t look at him. Didn’t need to, when he could taste his brother in the water and feel the way the ocean distorted around his body, hear the eagerness and excitement in his voice and vibrating through his arms.

“The quick one,” Ryousuke answered, coiling a warning arm around Haruichi’s hand when he bobbed just a little too far out of the water.

The man was running back and forth in short sprints, then sliding on his hips and ankles or diving, gloved hand outstretched. It was a peculiar exercise indeed, and one about which Haruichi enjoyed endlessly speculation.

“Perhaps he’s practicing for something,” Haruichi suggested this time, leaning one sucker-covered arm across Ryousuke’s back. “Perhaps he needs to catch something. He could be learning to hunt.”

Ryousuke hummed and felt it vibrate through the bones of his ribcage, dampened in his soft arms. “He doesn’t look like a very good hunter.”

Haruichi giggled agreement and they watched together as the man finally stopped his erratic dashing, removed the cap on his head, and wiped at the salt water on his brow. After a moment, he leaned over and picked up the wooden bat.

Ryousuke felt Haruichi’s skin shift.

“Brother,” Haruichi said, “I want him.”

Yesss.” It came out of him like a hiss, and Ryousuke shrunk down, sliding his arms into crevices in the rocky intertidal bed, submerged and stalking. He moved towards the shoreline, sensed Haruichi peeling off to circle around the other side. He closed his eyes to slits and let his suckers do the work, feeling and tasting and guiding him up a well-travelled path to the land. Almost…

Something disturbed the water’s surface, and Ryousuke felt a muffled exclamation of dismay. He opened his eyes and looked up just in time to see a hand removing a familiar hat from the water above him. He looked up just in time to see the human’s eyes widen in surprise.

“What,” the man said when Ryousuke let his head breach the surface, eyes slitted against the unfiltered sunlight.

Well. He’d heard worse.

“Hello,” Ryousuke said, rising further out of the water, upper body straight with hands tucked behind him and his eight arms pressing against the rock. He smiled, close-lipped, beak securely hidden in the folds of his mouth.

“What,” the man said again. He sounded more interested, curious, than scared, Ryousuke noted with some delight. Good. That would make it easier.

He waited.

“What -- who -- what are you?” the man asked, then glanced over Ryousuke’s shoulder. Ryousuke could feel Haruichi poking his own head out of the water.

A calculated risk. Haruichi was younger, smaller, safer - even those who balked at Ryousuke tended to let their guard drop at the sight of Haruichi, all pastel pinks and chubby, warm roundness. Haruichi sunk down a little, smiled shyly, waved a hesitant hand, and Ryousuke tasted his intent in the water.

“That’s my little brother,” Ryousuke said, ignoring the rest of the stuttered question. “He likes you.”

The man grinned a little, a reflexive reaction to the compliment and the subtle suggestion Ryousuke pushed through the words.

Haruichi bobbed closer, the man leaned forward, until he was balanced on the balls of his feet, one hand outstretched and loose like he was coaxing a stray puppy.

And then Ryousuke pounced.

He expelled a forceful jet of water, pushed off with all eight arms and came flying out of the water, beak outstretched and his arms and skirt umbrellaing out around him. The man only had time for one choked cry of surprise before Ryousuke was on him, arms cocooning and restricting and his beak digging deep into the juncture of neck and shoulder. The man made a gurgling sound, then a muffled scream, and Ryousuke dragged him headfirst from the rocks into the foaming waves. He tasted blood in the water.

Haruichi pounced from the side, wrapping his arms around the flailing legs, skin red and spiked with excitement. They held on together, waiting.

It didn’t take long. The human’s struggles quickly became sluggish and then ceased altogether, and he lay limp and pliable in the tangle of arms. Haruichi pulled back, beak clacking, and Ryousuke flashed a striped warning - mine first.

He ripped his closed beak out of the body, feeling the flesh tear, and gulped down the first morsel.

Haruichi hovered, colours flashing between hungry and beseeching and angry. Ryousuke warned him off for a few moments longer, a reminder of dominance, before he relented. Haruichi dug his beak into the abdomen with relish.

The sea water churned red-black around them, a plume of colour reaching for the surface.

And when Ryousuke had eaten his fill, he watched with one lazy eye as Haruichi crawled onto the seashore, wrapped five-fingered hands around a wooden bat, and returned to the sea, clutching tightly to his prize and rippling satisfaction across his skin.
Edited 2016-05-31 23:39 (UTC)
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Re: FILL: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU, M

[personal profile] emmykay 2016-06-01 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
SCREAMS FROM THE DARK MURDEROUS DEPTHS!

oh my god - you did it, and it is so amazing and beautiful and I can totally see it in my mind's eye. I love that that Kominatos are monsters - and their tag team luring tactic succeeded (like they've done it before, heh). The horror of the mouth/beak - !!

And the ending with the bat - it's truly satisfying.

Thank you so much!

I'm going to read again and again.