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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 HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: sexual content, violence
Other Tags: memes from my kiyohana tag edition
Prompt:
drown me in it
- But a pretty face and a tight asshole
1. send flowers
2. make sure there is a note attached / it should say something cute
"i fucking hate you"
but you are a little shit.
you ruined my life"
"you don't have to take me"
"i wanted to go the opposite way"
Re: PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
Re: PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, C1, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Character injury, bullying
Other Tags: Hanamiya's continued disappointment that Kiyoshi isn't allergic to anything
Square: C1, how to deal with a crush: 1. send flowers / 2. make sure there is a note attached / it should say something cute / "i fucking hate you"
Word Count: 452
Okay, slow start but I want to more with this amazing card. Sob.
***
The bouquet was delivered to Kiyoshi’s desk and was waiting for him when he came in. A tight knot of girls had gathered around it, only reluctantly letting him through. “Open the envelope, Kiyoshi-kun,” said one of them excitedly. “The deliveryman left it -- I signed for you!”
“Ah, thank you,” Teppei said, examining the flowers a little doubtfully. There were red geraniums, which he’d never seen in a bouquet before, as well as hyacinths and blue hydrangeas. Snapdragons and orange lilies finished the look. It was, without a doubt, the ugliest bouquet Teppei ever seen. He opened the envelope and read the note.
I fucking hate you.
Teppei grinned.
*
He walked home with a lily tucked behind his ear and wasn’t surprised when a car came to a stop in front of him. The window rolled down and Hanamiya poked his head out. “Don’t gawk, stupid,” he said, “get inside.”
The car was luxurious and roomy inside, and Hanamiya hit the button for the privacy screen before he turned his attentions back to Teppei.
“Did you like the flowers? I picked them out especially for you. Geraniums for stupidity, hyacinths for rashness, hydrangeas for heartlessness, snapdragons for deception, and lilies --”
“Lilies for hatred,” Teppei said, taking the lily from his behind his ear and popped it into Hanamiya’s half-open mouth. Hanamiya spat it out immediately and glared at him. “Thank you, Makoto-kun. You put more thought into your insults than most people put in their compliments.”
Teppei tapped the glass of the barrier and the car rolled to a stop. He slid out of the car with a lazy, backwards wave to Hanamiya.
*
The next week, there was a bigger bouquet taped onto Teppei’s locker. A banner wrapped around the bouquet read: Compliments of the Kirisaki Daiichi Boy’s Basketball Club! Hyuuga ripped it down and threw all of it in the trash before Teppei could figure out what kind of flowers had been in this bouquet.
It wasn’t that he was disappointed, per se, but really, Hyuuga should’ve asked first.
*
Teppei usually didn’t sleep well at the hospital -- his mind was usually too busy for that -- but last night had been an exception. He had fallen asleep almost as soon as Riko had left and then he woke up, suddenly surrounded by flowers. They were all shades of reds, pinks, and whites. The modest collection of gifts and flowers his teammates had left him last night was nowhere in evidence. A small envelope had been placed on Teppei’s bedside table and inside was a note.
I’m not sorry.
Teppei tore up the note into tiny pieces and blew them out, snow in a land of flowers.
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, B2, M
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: canon divergent au, all the uncrowned kings in rakuzan
Square: B2, i am i love with you. / but you are a little shit.
Word Count: 1531
Ah, so this just. Happened??? Sorry about it.
***
Teppei had never intended to accept the recruiter’s offer to go to Rakuzan. He’d been surprised that they had wanted to recruit him, after his school’s humiliating defeat against Teikou during the last Winter Cup. But apparently, they did -- his tuition, room and board would be taken care of -- and though his test scores were middling, they wanted him anyway.
But there was still his grandparents to think of. They were getting frail in their old age and they needed him around. So Teppei told the recruiter no. He would go to the new school that had been built nearby, Seirin, even if it didn't have a basketball club -- yet.
Mibuchi had come by that afternoon, hours after the recruiter left, and leaned against the fence as Teppei swept the front steps of his grandparents’ house. “You don't think we could be a team, the five of us Uncrowned Kings?”
“I thought they were calling us the Uncrowned Generals,” Teppei said.
“I've heard it both ways. Hanamiya’s been offered a captaincy at Kirisaki Daiichi so he might not come either.”
“See, I don't want to be in the same team as Hanamiya. I don't like his kind of basketball.”
“But you'd have to be on the same team as him to change it,” Mibuchi said, putting a piece of gum into his mouth and chewing it loudly. “Think about it.”
Teppei only shook his head and Mibuchi, with a pop of his gum, shrugged and went home.
*
It was Teppei’s grandmother who changed his mind. He had come back from school late and found her reading the brochures that the recruiter had left with him. She looked up to him, her eyes shining. “Why are you sacrificing yourself for us, Teppei-kun? You should go to this elite school -- your future would be set then.”
“They don't care about my future, grandma,” Teppei said, bending down and gently prying the brochure from her hands. He knew he should've thrown them away. “They just want me to play basketball.”
“Then you play and show those rich kids what's what, hey?” said his grandfather, poking his head out from the living room. They both looked at him.
“I don't want to leave you two,” Teppei said hopelessly.
“We’ll be right here when you return,” said his grandmother comfortably. She patted him on the head, like she had done so many times before. “You always make us so proud, Teppei.”
*
Teppei hadn’t ever been outside Tokyo, except for some training camps in the mountains. He watched the city of his birth slip away and sighed, leaning against the seat. The door of his compartment opened and Hanamiya let himself in. “I should’ve known you’d take the slow train,” he said with a sneer.
Teppei stared at him as he came in and made himself at home, lying across the seats like it was his bed. He stayed in that position for the entire three hours and fifty minutes it took to get to Kyoto.
*
Rakuzan was even more beautiful and well-kept than the brochures made it seem like. The classes were difficult, but Teppei knew that if he focused enough, he’d do well here. As for the club -- Mibuchi, Hayama and Nebuya were friendly enough and the seniors on the team seemed to accept that the core of the team would be first-years. There was a second-year, Mayuzumi, who didn’t seem too happy about that -- but then Teppei discovered that Mayuzumi wasn’t happy about most things.
But the problem, as always, was Hanamiya.
Teppei had first met Hanamiya during a combined training camp during first year of middle school. He’d immediately noticed two things: first, adults seemed to defer to Hanamiya and second, other kids seemed to hate him. Teppei couldn’t stand to see bullying, so he’d put himself between the others and Hanamiya.
It seemed to work, for a while. Hanamiya never acknowledged Teppei’s protection, but he also didn’t get beat up. But at the end of the training camp, things had changed. The very same kids who had ganged up on Hanamiya now turned their sights on him. There was nothing obvious -- nothing he could take to the referees. Just shoves, bruises, things can easily could have been an accident -- but weren’t.
At the end of the game, Hanamiya sidled up to him and tilted up his face, a weird smile on his face. “Don’t ever pity me again, Kiyoshi. Or next time it’ll be worse.”
And now they were roommates, as well as starters for the Rakuzan Boy’s Basketball Club. Someone in the housing division of administration certainly had a sense of humor. Teppei didn’t like it at all.
*
Teppei was something of a slob, he acknowledged that. As long as the floor of his side of the room was mostly visible, he was satisfied. Hanamiya’s side of the room was spotless, everything put away where they should be. The only spot of seeming-chaos was Hanamiya’s calendar, which was marked up with colorful markers and filled with symbols that made no sense to Teppei. He began to see it as a visible manifestation of Hanamiya’s sinister intentions.
The night after Hanamiya climbed into Teppei’s bed and kissed him -- Teppei woke up with his heart racing with fear and confusion, which didn’t slow down when he realized what was happening. Hanamiya’s long black hair got into Teppei’s eyes and mouth and he pushed him off. Hanamiya slid off his blanket, his back banging against wall.
“What are you doing,” Teppei asked him.
Hanamiya pouted. “You don’t want to? You’d rather have Mibuchi kiss you?”
“Mibuchi didn’t kiss me. You did.”
Hanamiya shrugged and looked like he was about to get up and leave when Teppei grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him towards him. Their kiss was more like a punch in the face, with teeth, than anything else. They kissed until one of them gave up and begged for mercy.
The next day, Teppei spotted a small red mark in the corner of Hanamiya’s calendar for the day before.
*
They argued constantly about what basketball meant. The others got involved too, mostly against Teppei’s side. “It doesn’t matter how much fun--” Hanamiya said fun like it was some kind of disease -- “you have, as long as you win. Winning in the only thing that matters.”
Mibuchi nodded. “We’re here to win.”
“So if we don’t win, than nothing we do matters?” Teppei said, frustrated. “Think about those Teikou kids, the Generation of Miracles. Did any of you win against them in middle school?”
“It’ll be different now,” said Hayama, with a nervous glance around. “We were never a team before, when we played them.”
Nebuya sighed loudly as his stomach grumbled. He didn’t take part in the conversation -- he was waiting patiently for them to stop talking so they could go to dinner.
“That’s right, we’re a team now,” Teppei said, “and if we trust each other and have fun playing with each other, we’ll win more than we’ll lose.”
“Geez, Kiyoshi, if you want to be captain so bad,” said Hanamiya, sarcasm dripping from his words. “You’ve got to work on your inspirational speeches.”
Teppei frowned at him. The Rakuzan captain was an affable third-year named Yamazaki. Teppei had no interest in replacing him. But Mibuchi and Hayama were looking at him now with a speculative look in their eyes.
“Maybe you should think about being captain after Yamazaki-senpai retires, Kiyoshi-kun,” Mibuchi said thoughtfully. “I think the coach would like that.”
“I wouldn’t,” Teppei said stubbornly.
“It wouldn’t really be up to you, would it?” Hayama said, with a toothy smile. “The coach would decide, along with the wishes of the team.”
“Take responsibility,” grumbled Nebuya. “Can we please go to dinner now?”
*
That night, Teppei was awake when Hanamiya stole into his bed. He reached out and caught Hanamiya’s arm. “Why do you keep doing this?”
Hanamiya looked at him, his eyes wide. “Do what?”
“Trapping me,” Teppei said. “Following me, and then pushing me away. What are you trying to do? Why?”
“Because I’m in love with you,” Hanamiya said, with all apparent sincerity, an innocent look on his face. “I’ve been in love with you since you bravely saved me from those bullies during first year of middle school.”
“Liar. Tell me the truth,” Teppei said. Hanamiya’s pious expression crumbled into a wicked grin.
“Fine. It’s because you’re a little shit, just like me,” Hanamiya said, pushing towards him. “You wanna deny it, but why else are you here? You came because you thought it would be the best chance to beat those Miracle-brats. And I agree. I wanna do that too. Let me help you do it.”
“I’m not going to let you hurt them,” Teppei warned him. “We’ll beat them the right way. The best way.”
“Not even a little sprain? Not even a tiny fall?”
“No,” Teppei said firmly and Hanamiya glared at him, biting viciously at the soft skin of Teppei’s throat. He pushed Hanamiya away for a moment. “Nothing people can see.”
“Fine,” Hanamiya said, and Teppei wasn’t sure what he was exactly agreeing to, but he’d keep Hanamiya to both promises.
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, A3, T
Fandom: Kuroko No Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: futurefic
Square: A3, date someone u want to annoy forever
Word Count: 516
BINGO
***
here’s a list of all the ways u annoy me. That was the text Teppei woke up to on Saturday. The first point didn’t come until he had brushed his teeth and shaved. ur incredibly fake. Teppei hummed as he got ready for his run. u don’t make enough money. He came back and showered. u keep your mouth open when you chew. Breakfast was pretty simple, just coffee (he’d picked up the habit of coffee in the mornings from America) and last night’s dinner. you don’t put out enough.
Teppei sighed and flipped open his phone and called Hanamiya. “Do you want do something tonight?”
“No way,” Hanamiya said. “Didn’t you read my list?”
“What list?”
*
Teppei had met Hanamiya again after college, just standing in line for a movie. Hanamiya had cut his hair (his eyebrows were essentially unchanged, although a little more streamlined), and looked like he spent most of his days in a suit of some kind. He was with someone, a pretty young woman who looked like she badly wanted to leave.
“Hanamiya-kun!” Teppei said cheerfully, “Fancy meeting you here! How are you? How’s life?”
The look Hanamiya gave him was pure venom, quickly plastered over with an incredibly fake smile. “Kiyoshi! You’re back in Japan, I see. How’s the leg?”
“You know those old people with an titanium hip? Well, I have a titanium ankle, all thanks to you.”
“Oh you. You always know how to make a person feel special,” Hanamiya said, his foot edging carefully towards Teppei’s. Teppei smiled and stepped back.
“Your date seems to have run away,” Teppei said. “Do you want to see the movie together?”
Hanamiya made a show of looking around for the girl who was no longer there. “Oh, damn,” he said, his voice flat. “My mother will be disappointed to hear this.”
They watched the movie and had, surprisingly, a good time. After the movie, Teppei insisted taking him out for dinner, for old time’s sake.
“Are you sure,” Hanamiya said doubtfully. “This is a pretty expensive part of town, and you're a peasant …”
“Don’t worry about it,” Teppei said breezily, going into a fancy-looking restaurant. “If I come up short, you’re still loaded, aren’t you?”
They didn’t have a reservation, of course, but Teppei charmed the host enough that they were quickly conducted to an empty table next to the kitchen.
“So, Hanamiya-kun,” Teppei said over wine, hand rest on his face. “Are you still pretty evil?”
“Evil takes a lot of energy,” Hanamiya admitted. “But I guess so. I do work in finance. Are you still a bum?”
“My grandparents left me quite a lot of property after they died. I had no idea, but some of it is worth a lot. But essentially, yes.”
After dinner, Teppei asked him if he wanted to do this again. Hanamiya gestured for him to bend down, which he obligingly did. “I still fucking hate your guts,” Hanamiya whispered in his ear.
Teppei grinned. “You’re the only person in the world I really hate.”
“Let’s do this again,” Hanamiya said with an unpleasant grin.
*
And they did.