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Bonus Round 2: Tic-Tac-Toe
Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. There's a lot of text here, but if you read carefully and follow the instructions step by step, you will be okay.
RULES
Please refer to the first comment thread of this post for an example of how this round works.PROMPTING
- Select a ship to create your prompt card about. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Haruki & Kazuma). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Haruki/Kazuma). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- Visit this card generator.
- Here is a visual guide to using it.
- The large text box is where you can list prompts if you have your own ideas. Please list at least 9 prompts; you can list more if you want. (The generator says you need at least 24, but it's lying.) Single words or short phrases are better than sentences.
- Otherwise, you can use the dropdown menu found right below it. Note: some of these prompts lists are NSFW. (NSFW prompts are a-ok as long as you tag for it.) If you don't like some of the options that appear in a prompt list, you can delete them.
- Text prompts only, please. Also, each card square must be unique—don't list the same prompt 9 times.
- In "Configuration Options," make sure you select 3x3 and (Normal prompt). This is the most important step!
- Leave the tic-tac-toe card with its default colors, so everyone can read it clearly.
- Click the "Create a bingo card" button.
- Scroll down to see the card that was created for you. If you don't like the prompts it picked, you can reroll by clicking "Create a bingo card" again.
- When you're satisfied, scroll further down the page until you see a textarea box full of HTML.
- Copy and paste the HTML from the box and into the body of your prompt comment, then post!
FILLING
Fill prompts by selecting an individual square to create fanwork for, then leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work. (Optional:) If you can fill three squares from a prompt in a horizontal, vertical, or diagonal line, you get a tic-tac-toe (and an additional point bonus)! You can also just fill prompts as you please and get standard points.
- Prompt squares are labeled as follows:
A1 B1 C1 A2 B2 C2 A3 B3 C3 - If you're trying for tic-tac-toe, you cannot combine squares into one fill. If your fill can satisfy multiple squares, pick the most relevant square: e.g., one square is sailing and another is pirates and you make a fill about pirates sailing, it's mostly pirates so put down the pirates square.
- Each fill must stand alone as an individual piece, but all your fills can slot into a larger universe if you'd like.
- You cannot fill a prompt square more than once, but you can fill every square on a tic tac toe card if you want to.
- You cannot work with your teammates to get a tic-tac-toe. Only individually achieved tic-tac-toes get the bonus.
- Multiple people can fill the same prompt square. You cannot "block" others from getting tic-tac-toe.
- Remember to also follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
- Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.
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/images)
- 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]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [SQUARE], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [SQUARE], [RATING]
|
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.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
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 for each tic-tac-toe card (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point each
Tic-tac-toe Bonus: 2 points each for the first 12 achieved by your team
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 (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
Prompt: Team Prince of Tennis
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
you're welcome, "friends"
Prompt:
Re: Prompt: Team Prince of Tennis
no subject
Jesus christ, what did team shadow tennis do to you??
Re: Prompt: Team Prince of Tennis
I really shouldn't be surprised at this point, but still. Ouch.
Re: Prompt: Team Prince of Tennis
Re: Prompt: Team Prince of Tennis
Fill: team otabek altin/yuri plisetsky, A1, G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Major tags: None
Other tags: None
Square: again
Word count: 562
thank you 'friend'
***
Inui laughs off the jokes from the rest of the team, Fuji's mummy movies are my favorites and Kikamaru's how far do the bandages go down, but Inui can't stop replaying their finals match in his head. Maybe if they did it again, things wouldn't have gone down the way they did. Maybe if instead of challenging Renji after the Kantou tournament, they could have joined forces going into Nationals and their doubles match could have been friendly. How many chances do two people get anyway?
"Are you all right, senpai?" Kaidoh asks the ground, staring at, Inui supposes, his ankles. He knows it took a lot for Kaidoh to even ask that one little question, and gives it the seriousness it deserves.
"I have a lot on my mind," he says eventually, his voice muffled by his dressings. "But I'll be all right."
Kaidoh accepts this and walks off to help a group of first years with their swings. He's going to be a great captain, and Inui writes down a reminder to tell Kaidoh that once he's officially retired from the club.
There's really nothing he needs to be doing at practice right then, Inui realizes, so he goes into the clubhouse. He looks in the mirror and checks his bandages again; his doctor told him that he should probably be healed in a week, but he's sick of seeing himself this way. Inui takes off his glasses and reaches behind his head and starts unwinding and unwinding, takes off his shirt and unwinds some more, unwinds until all the bandages are in a pile on the floor and Inui's left wondering how much of himself he's left behind along with them. He slips his glasses back on and squints. His reflection is nicer now, at least. His face is still bruised, but it's recognizable. It's good to be himself again.
Inui digs out his phone and scrolls down to Renji's number. He's been doing this again and again, too, finger hovering over the number but never really bringing himself to call. What would he even say? Hey, how are you? Why did you have your kohai knock me unconscious? Are we still friends now? Were we ever?
A noise in the background makes him jump. Inui quickly pulls his shirt back on, his head popping through the neck just as Oishi spots him.
"Oh!" Oishi says. He looks dazed and he's holding a letter. "I didn't realize anyone was in here."
Inui smiles. "It's not like they need us out there."
He waits for Oishi to lecture him on their importance as role models, but all Oishi says is, "I suppose not."
"What's that?" Inui asks curiously, pointing to the paper clutched in Oishi's hand.
"Oh!" Oishi says again. "It's an invitation to training camp, for all of us – all the regulars who played at nationals, I mean. I think a lot of schools are going."
A lot of schools are going. Inui straightens his shoulders, barely feels the bruising stretched across his skin. A lot of schools means Rikkai. A lot of schools means Renji again. Another chance to fix this, and this time Inui won't let Renji throw it away.
Oishi scratches the back of his head. "Do you think you'll want –?"
"Yes," Inui interrupts. "Can you excuse me? I need to make a phone call."
Fill: team otabek altin/yuri plisetsky, C3, G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Major tags: None
Other tags: None
Square: friendship bracelets
Word count: 523
it’s a real book.
***
“Look, I learned something new!”
Sadaharu was always learning something new, trying out dumb things that he read in magazines or reading about the world on the internet. Some of those internet things he learned got around his parents’ safe search filters, too, and Renji never quite knew what to do with that information.
“What is it?” Renji asked cautiously.
“This!” Sadaharu stuck out his arm and showed off a colorful bracelet around his wrist. “Isn’t it cool?”
Renji was reaching out before he could quite stop himself, fingertips brushing over the woven material. The colors Sadaharu had chosen were some of Renji’s favorites, cool blues and greens that reminded him of the ocean. “Very cool,” he decided.
Sadaharu ducked his head, looking shy, even though he was very much not shy. “It’s for you,” he said. “It’s a friendship bracelet. Can’t make yourself one of those.” He slid the bracelet over his hand and stuck it out, dangling it between his thumb and index finger. “Here.”
“Thank you,” Renji said and quickly snatched it out of Sadaharu’s hand, like he was about to change his mind any second. He slid it over his hand and admired it for a moment before he started to frown.
“You don’t like it,” Sadaharu said. His voice sounded normal and his shoulders weren’t slumped, but Renji could tell he was getting upset anyway.
“I do!” Renji said quickly, clutching his arm to his chest. “I really do, Hakase. It’s just –“ He looked down. “I don’t have anything for you.”
Sadaharu brightened right away, then slid his heavy backpack off his shoulders and knelt on the ground to dig through it. “Don’t worry, Kyoujou! You can borrow my book!”
The whole walk home Renji kept Friendship Bracelets 101: Fun to Make, Fun to Wear, Fun to Share pressed to his chest.
*
The night was cool and the stars were out. The grass scratched Renji’s neck, but he was here with Sadaharu after so many years, and it finally seemed like things were okay between them again.
Sadaharu had his hand raised high in the air, and Renji listened as he named stars in order of magnitude and traced constellations with his fingertip.
“Remember when we made each other friendship bracelets?” Renji said, interrupting the sixth minute of an explanation of quarks.
“Hmm?” Sadaharu dropped his hand and rolled onto his side. “Of course I do. I wore mine until recently. Then it broke.”
Renji faced him. “Broke? How did that happen?”
“I suppose –“ Sadaharu paused. “It wore out. It was pretty old.” Renji could tell he wasn’t getting the whole story, but he let it pass.
“Well, we’ll make new ones then,” Renji said. “For new beginnings.”
Sadaharu pressed one hand to Renji’s cheek, as though he did that every day. “Renji,” he said roughly.
Then he leaned in and pressed their mouths together, as though he did that every day, too. The way Renji felt when that happened, a warm golden glow that started in his stomach and spread out and out until his fingertips tingled, made him think that perhaps he should.
Fill: team otabek altin/yuri plisetsky, B2, G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Major tags: None
Other tags: None
Square: confession
Word count: 700
tic. tac. toe.
***
Inui had notebooks fanned out in front of him on the bed, a weird paper rainbow with him at the center. He was looking down at them with a thoughtful look on his face, but Yanagi couldn't tell what that look meant. Was he frustrated? Nostalgic? He used to be an easier read than this.
"What are those?" Yanagi asked finally. He crossed the dorm room and sat facing Inui on his bed.
"Your data," Inui said, adjusting so his legs were crossed and he could prop his chin up on one hand. "It's outdated, back from when we were kids."
"You kept all of that?" Yanagi asked. Inui raised one eyebrow. "Okay, obviously you kept all of that. Why are you looking at it now?"
Inui picked up the last notebook in the arc and flipped to the end. He handed it over to Yanagi.
"Our last match," Yanagi said. The one they started before Yanagi moved, the same one that ended just this year. Inui had always been so detail-oriented that he sometimes lost himself when it came to the big picture, but this represented one time where Yanagi had been well and truly played. "Are you rubbing in your victory?"
"Of course not," Inui said. Something akin to hurt flashed across his expression, so quickly that probably not everyone would have caught it. Maybe Yanagi wasn't as out of practice at reading Inui as he thought. "Besides, we're even now."
"So what about it?" Yanagi flipped back a few pages, then forward again to the end. The last line read To Be Continued in Inui's handwriting. "It seems very detailed."
Inui nodded. "The match is detailed. What happened after isn't." He tilted his head. "Why didn't you tell me before? Were you really that scared of my reaction?"
Yanagi remembered that match, how they got shoved off the court by their coach. His chest still clenched when he thought about how the words got stuck in his throat before he could tell Inui that he was moving, that they couldn't be partners anymore. He remembered his mother's sad look when he wouldn't take Inui's phone calls, how he'd deleted emails unread. There were so many unsaid words between them that sometimes Yanagi could see a wall of characters rising up, interlocking and trapping him behind it.
"I was young," Yanagi said eventually. "And stupid. And yes, I was afraid of your reaction, not because I was afraid of you, but because I didn't want to make you sad."
"You did make me sad," Inui pointed out.
Yanagi drew his eyebrows together and stared down at the bed. "I know. But confessions are hard."
"Confessions are hard," Inui said. Yanagi looked up at that; Inui was staring at him and he could just make out his eyes behind the thick lenses of his glasses. "Lately, I've been thinking a lot about how not telling me must have hurt you. Holding things in is hard. Having feelings is hard, too."
"Are we still talking about back then?" Yanagi asked.
Inui didn't answer right away. He looked down at his legs. He picked at his blankets and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
"Just say it, Sadaharu," Yanagi said and swallowed.
"Why do I always have to be the brave one?" Inui asked, but then he let out a low laugh and leaned forward. Yanagi realized he'd swayed forward, too, and when they met in the middle, Yanagi thought he was the one who made that final push. Their kiss was sweet, though awkward, and Yanagi realized he didn't know where to put his hands or how it was supposed to end. It was Inui who opened his mouth first, and he just barely brushed his tongue against Yanagi's bottom lip before he leaned back. Inui laughed again and touched his mouth.
"Are you laughing at me? Was it really so bad?" Yanagi asked, but he was smiling.
Inui shook his head. "I like you, Renji," he finally confessed. "And I'd like to do that again."
"I suppose not all confessions are hard," Yanagi said, and leaned in again.
"No," Inui agreed, as they met in the middle.