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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2016-07-07 08:59 pm
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Bonus Round 4: Quotes

Bonus Round 4: Quotes

A shipping olympics favorite, this round uses quotes of all sorts to fuel your creative endeavors.

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on July 21 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

  • Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a quote attributed to a specific person or character, along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
    • Example: "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." - M. Gandhi
    • The quote can come from anywhere. Famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, your neighbor, etc.
    • 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., Makoto & Rin). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Makoto/Rin). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
  • Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your quote-inspired fanwork.
  • 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.

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!
yrindor: Head shot of Ulquiorra Cifer on a black background (Default)

Fill: Team Grandstand, T

[personal profile] yrindor 2016-07-21 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
supernatural elements (werewolves, demons), mild injury, mild body horror
1482 words

Fukutomi didn't usually think of himself as an insecure person, but when his boyfriend disappeared for a few days every month, he couldn't help but wonder. Finally, after several months of the same pattern, he made himself ask.

"Where do you go?" he said one night when Arakita announced that he'd be away for a few days at the end of the week.

"Out," Arakita replied.

"Out where? Kinjou said your professors were asking last time he went to pick up your assignments."

"Doesn't matter," Arakita said firmly, and Fukutomi let the subject drop.

It didn't stop him from worrying though. The entire time Arakita was gone, he found himself running through lists of everywhere that Arakita could be ranging from visiting ailing family members to being treated for a serious illness of his own to spending a few days with an illicit lover.

When Arakita returned from his days away, he was always covered in scratches and bruises. They reminded Fukutomi of what his legs had looked like after several days of hiking the steep trails around Hakone, but he didn't think Arakita was much of a hiker. He thought it was more likely Arakita had been in a fight or several.

The more Fukutomi thought about it, the more patterns he started to notice. Arakita would always leave wearing one of his oldest, most tattered T-shirts, and at least half of the time, Fukutomi would never see it again. Shinkai seemed to be in contact more and more in the days leading up to Arakita's departure, and then his calls and messages would slow to a trickle when Arakita returned.

If he were being perfectly honest, Fukutomi would admit that he was worried. As the months stretched on and Arakita continued to refuse to provide more clarification, he found himself coming up with more and more possibilities.

Popular opinion said the top of his list should have been some sort of secret relationship growing between Shinkai and Arakita, but he discarded that one almost immediately. It didn't fit what he knew of either of them, and it didn't explain all of the circumstances either.

He remembered how Arakita had been when they had first met, and he feared that Arakita had reverted to that side of him. The one scenario that regularly kept him wake with worry during the nights Arakita was away was that Arakita had been pulled back into the world of gangs and yakuza and had dragged Shinkai along with him, or perhaps the opposite, and he lay awake fearing that the phone would ring or the doorbell would sound with a police officer telling him that Arakita had been hurt or worse.

After nine months of sleepless nights, he decided he had to know, and when Arakita left with his usual announcement after stopping by after classes one afternoon, Fukutomi followed, staying just out of Arakita's sight.

Fukutomi wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn't for Arakita to walk to the station and board one of the trains heading into the forest that began just outside of the town. Fukutomi boarded the same train a few cars farther back and disembarked when Arakita did, hanging back in the shadows of the small station that clearly only served the nearby campground.

A few minutes later, when he was confident he wouldn't inadvertently run into Arakita, he ventured farther out of the station. Although he hadn't initially intended to be away for long, something compelled him to stop at the small store that stood at the entrance to the campground and rent a tent and basic camping supplies for himself.

It took several tries, but he eventually managed to pitch his tent, and he settled down on the hard ground to wait, for what he wasn't sure.

Late that night, just as he was preparing to go to sleep, the same compulsion urged out of his tent and onto the path leading into the forest. He hadn't brought a flashlight, but he could see clearly enough under the light of the full moon.

He wasn't sure how far he had walked when he heard a loud rustling in the underbrush just ahead of him. Before he could react, something large stepped out onto the path in front of him.

He froze. He wasn't a superstitious person, but the thing in front of him looked like something taken directly from the page of the book of demons he had owned as a child. Convinced the light was playing tricks on him, he blinked, but the demon was still there, and it was clearly pointing for him to turn back.

Every rational part of him urged him to listen, go back to his tent, and pretend the entire strange incident had never happened, but the strange compulsion told him he had to see what lay ahead. He took a step forward, and the demon stretched out an arm to stop him. No matter which way he moved, the demon stopped him, until at last he knocked the demon's arm aside and sprinted down the path.

He had run barely fifty meters when the path turned sharply and opened into a clearing, and he found himself face-to-face with a massive wolf. He would have turned tail and run, but then the wolf snarled at him, and he recognized the expression and the way the wolf curled one of its paws.

"Arakita?" he asked, still not convinced he wasn't dreaming.

The wolf leapt at him, but before he could react, something shoved him out of the way, knocking the wind out of him and sending him tumbling into the underbrush.

By the time he caught his breath and picked himself up again, the demon that had tried to stop him earlier was fighting with the wolf in the clearing. Every time the wolf tried to break out into the woods, the demon pushed it back.

Fukutomi knew he should use the chance to escape, but all he could think was that Arakita was in danger. When one of the demon's horns left a bloody scratch down Arakita's side, Fukutomi couldn't bear it any longer.

"Stop!" he yelled as he ran into the clearing, throwing himself between the two.

Arakita leapt at him, but he ducked out of the way of the snapping jaws and threw himself Arakita's neck. He held on desperately as Arakita tried to throw him off. All he could think was that he had managed to calm the wolf before, and he would do so again.

He lost track of time as he focused on not falling off and on avoiding Arakita's teeth and claws, but eventually thick clouds moved in just as the moon was setting behind the treetops, and Arakita seemed to lose all interest in him. He slipped off of the wolf's back and stood by helplessly as the wolf let out pained whimpers as its body shifted.

Before long, he was standing alone in the clearing with a naked and unconscious Arakita. He heard a rustling behind him and turned to see Shinkai stepping out of the forest.

"You're…" Fukutomi said hesitantly, unsure of where to begin.

"I am," Shinkai replied, "and your boyfriend's a werewolf, and you're an idiot. Now help me get him back to my tent."

Fukutomi carried Arakita back to Shinkai's tent and laid him down as Shinkai took out a large and clearly well-used first-aid kit. "Help me clean him up," he ordered. "It's easier when he's unconscious."

"You do this every month?" Fukutomi asked as he started on the bloody scratches covering Arakita' arms and tried not too think too closely about what he was doing.

Shinkai nodded. "Unlike him, I can change at will. I make sure he doesn't hurt anyone while he's transformed and make sure he gets back safely afterward."

Fukutomi stayed silent, still trying to process everything that had happened that night. He had just started on the scratches on Arakita's shoulder when Arakita snarled and tried to knock his hand away. He caught Arakita's wrist and held it out of the way.

"Fuku-chan?" Arakita asked.

"I'm here."

Arakita's eyes snapped open. "You're a fucking—Fuck, Shinkai, that stings!—you're a fucking idiot!"

"I know."

"Why didn't you run? I could've killed you!"

"I didn't want you to get hurt."

"You didn't want me do get hurt!?" Arakita asked hysterically. "Shinkai, are you hearing what this idiot is saying?"

"Love is a strange thing," Shinkai said mildly, holding Arakita's foot in place as he swabbed disinfectant over a deep scratch on Arakita's ankle.

"Oh, and by the way, Fuku-chan, I'm a werewolf," Arakita said sarcastically.

"I'd noticed."

Arakita growled. "This is not how you were supposed to find out."

Fukutomi shrugged. "You're still Arakita," he said. "That's all that really matters."
princesssid: manga screencap of tendou as a small child looking blank and staring at the camera (tendou)

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, T

[personal profile] princesssid 2016-07-21 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
oh!!!!! thank you so much! there was such a lovely air of mystery around this (even though i knew arakita was a werewolf haha), especially as fukutomi's worrying over all the possibilities, and getting prepared for finding out. shinkai as a demon is MY WEAKNESS, i was so excited to see that :D

and the ending, with arakita being sarcastic and fukutomi being so earnest, is perfect :') thanks again!
yrindor: Head shot of Ulquiorra Cifer on a black background (Default)

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, T

[personal profile] yrindor 2016-07-21 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm glad you enjoyed it! Yeah, given the prompt, Arakita being a werewolf wasn't perhaps much of a surprise, but Fukutomi missed that note. For whatever reason, I really like the idea of the various Hakogaku members actually being the creatures of their motifs, and then Fukutomi is the down-to-earth human having to adjust to suddenly finding himself in the middle of a supernatural menagerie, so thanks for the prompt that gave me a chance to play with that!