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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 Grandstand
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: NONE
Other Tags: rare words edition, possible soulmate AU but not necessary,
Prompt:
FILL: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Yaku Morisuke, A1, E
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: mild angst
Square: 'ephemeral - transitory or lasting for a very short time'
Word Count: 588
This was fun and also kinda sad to write!! More to come soon :D
***
High school passed slowly and yet all at once for Yaku Morisuke. As a small, inexperienced first year, three years seemed like such a long time; at that point, only barely 15 years old, three years could practically be an eternity.
The time passed slowly until that day he joined the volleyball club. Meeting Kuroo, while vexing at first, brought some comfort to life at a new school, and the rest of the team helped make time pass that much easier. Before he knew it, Yaku was watching their senpai graduate alongside Kuroo, bitterly regretting the failures of the past and yet still looking forward, ever forward to the next practice, the next match, their next win.
(And if he shed some tears for his seniors amongst the falling petals of the sakura trees, then that was his business, and his alone.)
Second year had arrived in the blink of a moment, and Yaku soon found himself in the midst of yet another year doing their best to climb the heights of the Interhigh. He endured his senpai’s insistence on hierarchy as best he could, deflecting their pedantic notions from his kouhai as much as possible. He watched as Kenma struggled and bloomed as a setter and strategist, and thought maybe this is it.
They clawed and fought their way through the preliminaries, only to fall short of the pinnacle, falling to their opponents in the quarterfinals.
The tears that fell that evening were bitter, but lighter for the knowledge that next year would be their best chance yet; with Kuroo as captain and Kenma as strategist and setter, and Yaku protecting them as libero, they were sure to reach that powerful apex, the peak of their strength. Without the dead weight of their senpai to drag them down, Yaku finally had hope for his third year.
Yaku’s third year arrived in a whirlwind of new faces and new skills in the volleyball club; Inuoka’s energy and Shibayama’s enthusiasm brought the fire burning in his chest to a steadily hotter temperature.
The first practice match against Karasuno lit a fire in Yaku’s eyes that hadn’t been there before; the presence of a libero as skilled as Nishinoya brought out the competitive side in him.
The practice matches passed in a blur, only allowing for impressions and movement to stick in Yaku’s brain. By the end of the evening, his muscles were wrung out from practice, and Nishinoya’s approach startled him.
Yaku left the practice match feeling much more confident in their fighting chances; with a rival like Karasuno, and especially with a rival like Nishinoya, a libero who always sought to keep moving forward, Nekoma couldn’t possibly lose until they finally faced off across an official court.
Time flew by, broken notably only by the arrival of and subsequent attempts at training one Haiba Lev. Still time passed in a haze of anticipation.
Finally, the moment came, and Yaku stepped foot onto the first court of his last Spring High in high school. That ephemeral moment just before the whistle blew stretched and shone, and Yaku took a breath.
Whatever happened in the next few months, whatever wins and losses Nekoma weathered, he was sure he wouldn’t regret any of the too-short time spent at Nekoma, or with the volleyball club.
He definitely wouldn’t regret getting to know one Nishinoya Yuu, either; hopefully their friendship would be stronger than their short acquaintance suggested.
Yaku couldn’t wait to find out what his future held after these scant three years.
FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, A2, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Existential angst, Post-canon, Leaving school, Mildly angsty
Square: finifugal - avoiding or prolonging the final moments of a story/relationship/journey
Word Count: 603
LINN how could I pass this one up. You brought this on yourself, but if it helps, you can consider it a prequel to the other one ;D
***
Just before he started his third year of high school, Morisuke and his mother went to the zoo. He remembered the way she had paused while they watched the elephants being fed, and looked at him which such a sad expression that he'd been momentarily convinced she was dying. But then she'd just laughed, and taken his hand, and told him to make the most of his last year of school.
"It'll go by so quickly," she said, squeezing his fingers so tightly it hurt. "Make the most of it. Don't leave anything you'll regret."
Morisuke had laughed, and promised, and then there had been training camp, and the qualifiers, the week laid up in bed while he rested his ankle, an awkward Christmas eve date with a girl in his class, Nationals. Before he knew it, they were graduating, and there was nothing to do but wave goodbye to Kai and Kuroo, and promise to meet up before Yaku moved away to university.
Plans kept falling through for nearly a month; one of them would be busy, or something would come up, but eventually they managed to keep their word. They visited Nekoma, and watched a practice match with Karasuno, but going back so soon made them feel awkward and unwanted, and Morisuke could tell that Kuroo especially was unsettled by the experience. He pulled Kuroo aside after Kai had caught the train, and dragged him to a nearby cafe.
"You're sulking."
"You don't know that."
Yaku kicked him under the table.
"Ouch! Why is there no love in your heart, Yakkun?"
Eventually, when they were done tormenting one another, Kuroo sighed and began to talk. About school, and the team, and everyone being so far away.
"You're not even moving," Morisuke said, kicking him again gently. "You can see Kenma and the others anytime you want."
"Kai's going to Osaka," Kuroo said, looking out of the window. "And you--"
Morisuke sighed. Kyoto was far, but it wasn't that far. "I'm not going to the moon," he said crossly.
Kuroo laughed. "It feels like that."
Maybe it was because Morisuke knew he would secretly miss Kuroo, or maybe they were both trying to assuage each other's anxieties about leaving school, but they spent almost every day together after that. Morisuke remembered his mother's words.
Don't leave anything you'll regret
Two nights before Morisuke was due to leave, he and Kuroo lay on the roof of Kuroo's apartment building, staring up at the heavy sky.
"I can't believe you're going so soon," Kuroo said.
Morisuke hummed. "I have to give you something."
Kuroo turned to him, his grin vivid in the darkness. "A souvenir?"
"Something like that," Morisuke said, and then he leaned over and kissed him.
It didn't last very long. After a few seconds, Kuroo began to kiss him back, and moved his hand up to cover Morisuke's fingers on his chest. Then they both pulled away, and blinked at one another, neither wanting to speak first.
"So that's it," Morisuke said at last, rolling onto his back again. "That's all it was."
Kuroo touched his own mouth with his fingertips. "Was that a statement," he said at last, his voice very soft. "Or a question?"
Morisuke's face burned. He looked away. "Neither. Both."
"You're leaving."
"Yeah."
Kuroo was quiet for a long time. "I kinda feel like you already answered your own question," he said at last.
Morisuke felt suddenly hollow. "Okay," he said. After a moment, he pushed himself to his feet. "Fine. Then I'll see you around."
"Yakkun."
Morisuke sighed, but didn't turn around. "Yeah?"
"I'll miss you."