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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2016-06-09 08:58 pm
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Bonus Round 2: Images

Bonus Round 2: Images

Back by popular demand, this round uses official canon artwork as fodder for speculation and extrapolation.
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.

  • 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.

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:

  • 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
  • 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)
  • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. 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
  • 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: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. 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.

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.

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PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[personal profile] kuramochi 2016-06-10 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
tanba koichirou/takigawa chris yuu, daiya no ace
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[personal profile] starrwinter 2016-06-14 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
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Word count: 842

It was common for Chris to make friends so easily starting on a new team. They seemed to flock to him naturally, drawn in by his silent intelligence and baseball knowledge that was always second-to-none on the team.

But Tanba Koichiro was an entirely different story.

He wasn't part of the normal rambunctious, exuberant, cocky pitcher stereotype- blushing, stammering, and quietness Tanba’s trademark as Chris tried to get a read on him. Tried to pull him into the pack of interesting first-years. Tetsu, Ryousuke, Jun just to name a few that had potential but a long way to go to reach the benches of the first-string.

Chris could sense a hidden potential in the outwardly shy pitcher. A burning aura underneath stillness just waiting to eat an opponent up if they weren't careful.

Chris deciding to take a deep, personal interest in training with his fellow first-years.

A shoulder to lean on when Jun’s drive came crashing down after being handed the verdict he would never be a pitcher at Seido. Working through the motions and training regimens to have Jun refocus on an outfielder position; the best use of his powerful arm and careful catching skills they honed over time.

A watchful eye when Tetsu’s batting average slowed to a crawl in the box. Throwing countless balls into the net and catching for his determined teammate to help him find a rhythm and hope to cling to in all of the chaos surrounding them; a solid foundation that would follow him for many years to come.

Ryousuke was a far more difficult nut to crack. Chris knowing he had to be careful in how he treated and to deliver only sparing amounts of criticism or suggestions when Ryousuke wasn't in a defensive mood. Slowly establishing trust until the second-baseman would come to Chris on his own for ideas on how to improve; knowing the exact moment he was accepted and respected in return.

Watching his fellow first-years develop helped mold Chris’ plays on the field. Well aware of their strengths and weaknesses, able to apply ideas to other players on the field when he made the first-string in his own first-year helped to cement his importance within the team.

Helped to hone his eagle-sharp eyes and even quicker throws, pouring in additional practice time in the evenings until he would collapse exhausted into his bed; but satisfied at the progress everyone was making.

So focused on being steady and solid for his teammates, Chris ignored his own health. The first signs of aches and pain in his shoulder brushed off as simple overwork. Switching to watching pitches for his teammates instead of batting practice late at night.

Yet he couldn't hide the truth for long, his injury’s true colors showing itself in the next game. The pain and shame of having to walk away from behind home plate; the guilt of leaving such a heavy burden in Miyuki’s shoes to control the simmering talent just starting to show itself in Tanba’s pitching.

Chris retreating to his room more often than not, to the silence and pain of his healing injury; so unsure of when or even if he would be able to take the field again.

It was Tanba who saved him from becoming even worse, from curling in permanently on himself and fighting against his father’s wishes to retreat to America whenever doubts started to rear their ugly head once again.

The once shy, reserved, stammering pitcher had developed a backbone and stubborn streak of his very own. An ace-aura that he would let no one steal away from him; taking the burden of Chris’ injury on his own shoulders to try and lead the team in his own way.

Tanba fighting against Miyuki’s snark and calls. Fighting against others advice that he was working too hard to keep the ace title, until the team made Chris become involved.

Knowing just how important the position was to the proud pitcher as Chris leaned against the shadows of the practice area. Comfort in darkness as he watched Tanba pitch to the Miyauchi; the slight tremble in his form the first warning signs of a more serious, looming problem if it wasn't looked into.

Tanba cursing at him at first of course, anyone would be pulled from the field to rest and recuperate, but immediately apologizing when the first signs of a shoulder strain showed up on an MRI. Taking solace in therapy with Chris, both of them working towards dreams of returning to the field.

Chris treasuring their time together as they shed sweat and tears, immense pride in both their hearts when they proved to their team just what talent was still hidden beneath their exteriors.

The healing warrior who would one day return to the field from the astonishing second-string game, and the solid ace in the making; silencing any naysayers with a ball straight into the chest.

Both knowing they would be no where near the same level without the other for support and guidance along the way.

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[personal profile] karahashi 2016-06-15 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
This is a really interesting narrative style - each sentence is like a slow, heavy, step, and I think it fits with the pondering feel of the piece :) It definitely brings to mind that supportive walk from the prompt!
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[personal profile] starrwinter 2016-06-16 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I like this style of writing more internal dialogue and less actual 'talking' in a story to really get into the mind of a character.

Chris is a difficult mind to crack, but like to think I'm getting better ;)
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[personal profile] kuramochi 2016-06-21 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
ahhhh sorry for the late reply, i'm so behind on saso stuff rn. i'm really fond of his idea of tanba helping support chris through dark times too... he is really the only person chris exhibits that sort of playful camaraderie with and it's so important to me. thanks for the fill!
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[personal profile] catlarks 2016-06-23 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
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Word Count: 720

There comes the sound of laughter from behind him, abrupt enough that Tanba's mouth snaps closed with the clack of his teeth tapping together. He turns around, meeting Chris' even gaze and upraised brows with a sheepish look of his own.

"You needn't have stopped on account of me," Chris says.

"I didn't think anyone was listening," Tanba replies.

There aren't a lot of places on the school campus fit for singing with any sort of privacy. Tanba shouldn't have had any expectation of being alone, but after a bit of extra practice past when anyone else on the team was working out he couldn't help but raise his voice a little, tired yet satisfied, on the walk back from the baseball diamond.

"I only caught the tail end," Chris says. "But I thought it was good."

Tanba shrugs, uneasy beneath the compliment. But Chris is smiling, and his laugh hadn't sounded like the mocking sort — more a brief bubbling up of surprise, escaping in the form of a warm, unexpected chuckle. Chris reaches out, bumping the back of his fist to the center of Tanba's chest.

"I mean it," he says. "You have a good voice."

"Thank you," Tanba replies, cracking a bit of a smile of his own.

They turn together, falling into step with each other as they continue the walk back to the dorms. It occurs to Tanba that late as it is, it was a bit strange to run into Chris on his way toward the field. Ordinarily Chris is in his room by that time of night, studiously working on his homework or doing research for the team. He's always very dedicated. It's something Tanba cannot help but admire in him.

"What were you doing out so late?" Tanba asks.

"Am I not allowed to go for a walk just because it's dark out?" Chris teases. "Sometimes I like to stretch my legs out in the night air."

Tanba can't help but wonder whether it's more that Chris likes to be alone sometimes, too, and not just because he's working on his own things, managing the team in his way rather than playing in it. There's a difference between being alone in a crowd of people, and being in a place of solitude of your own choosing. Tanba would know. And the books he reads talk about it a lot — about solitude, and the peace that comes only when you remove yourself from all distractions, from all things that might only set you on edge.

It's also hard to find places like that around the school, places with the right kind of privacy for someone to be alone and at peace. But every once in a while, Tanba finds someplace suitably deserted. And sometimes, he takes those opportunities to sing without self-consciousness.

"I was serious," Chris adds, into the companionable silence that's fallen between them. "You don't get to sing very often at school, do you? You should do it more."

He cracks another one of his clever little smiles, adding, "I'm sure many of our teammates would be happy to sing along, given the least invitation."

"I'm sure they would," Tanba says, already able to imagine the spectacle, the yelling, the off-key howling. It would be a disaster. He's smiling anyway.

They make their way down the hall outside the dorms, steps slowing but inevitably drawing up outside Tanba's door all the same. It's a little like being walked home — a thought Tanba can't help but wonder if Chris is also having, considering the way his lips have curled into an arch, knowing smile.

"Maybe we should invite them sometime," Chris says. "We could call it team bonding."

"Someone else should organize that," Tanba says. Then, when Chris is still smiling, when his resolve not to have an excuse to embarrass himself wavers, he adds, "But maybe everyone would like that."

"I wouldn't mind organizing," Chris says. Then, glancing sidelong at Tanba's door, down the way toward his own room, and back to Tanba, points out gently enough, "Goodnight, Kouichirou."

It sounds nice when Chris says his name, like it's own kind of music. Tanba finds that he's smiling again as he bids Chris goodnight, as they go their separate ways. Somehow, with Chris, smiling is something he always does.
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[personal profile] kuramochi 2016-07-07 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
lira how did i not reply to this i'm so scattered all the time.

TANBA SINGING THO sobs can we have an au where tanba wants to sing but is too shy and chris is like his manager who helps navigate him to stardom