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Bonus Round 6: Remixes

The goal is in sight, participants! Let's finish strong by drawing upon the thousands of fanworks you've created this summer and putting them in new lights.
Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible.
RULES
- Choose a fanwork created by other participants in a previous main or bonus round of SASO 2017 and create a new piece based on it. You could create a fanart of another work, an FST inspired by a piece’s style, a podfic of someone else's work, retell another person’s fanfic from another point of view, create a new fanfic inspired by a great piece of art... go wild! Sequels do count as remixes, with limits: "And then the same thing happened again" is not ok, but "And then some totally new thing happened" is fine, and please don't create only sequels.
- You cannot remix your teammates' works. You cannot remix your own works. You can remix fills that were created to your own prompts.
- You can remix a remix, but if we see any remix chains we'll be upset, so do this with moderation and restraint.
- You must have permission from the original creator. There's a blanket permissions post here (feel free to add yourself to it!), or you can leave a comment on their original post asking for permission.
- You must include the dreamwidth link to the original work in your post.
- Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment in response to this post.
- Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
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)
- 14 lines (poetry)
- 8 tracks (fanmixes)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [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 each (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
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!
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 419
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It comes in the rhythm of a sea shanty, the love me love me in Ryouta’s body, calling out to him. At first Daiki thinks very little of it, Ryouta curling around him after sex and then flopping over just as quickly, as if he doesn’t know what to do when it’s obvious he’s the one with more experience and more of an idea of how to do things. It’s the way Ryouta has always begged for attention and love and care and always gotten it, been the light so blinding every insect flocks to it, the only light that illuminates for better or for worse. He is beautiful and he is the one who is adored and to whom everything is given. Why should this be any different than basketball, than the way he walks down the street and demands the attention of passers-by?
So Daiki gives him the attention, the love and care that Ryouta wants until he realizes that that’s not what Ryouta wants, that’s not what he means. He’s not doing this for fun, just to ignore the way they’d never make it work as an honest thing, making each other toast in the morning when they’re both too cheap to buy a toaster and they both burn it every time anyway. That’s what Ryouta wants; Ryouta wants everything, like some kind of being who can never be sated, like something that will sink its teeth in and bite through the bone if you give him the chance.
It’s hard to say, making vague gestures toward the subject, during sex of all times—but Ryouta forgives him in the moment, sort of. And he rolls of quick, without the lapse this time, when they’re done, cleaning the both of them off methodically, as if he’s not needy the way he most definitely is. Like he’s trying to hide something in plain sight. That’s ballsy, but, well, Ryouta’s nothing if not that, Daiki supposes. (His words, about wanting only what’s here, that he could go somewhere else if he wanted what Daiki didn’t, what Daiki couldn’t give—are they both settling for less with each other, even though they want more, even though each other is the peak of that? It’s a little bit of a paradox, but it makes more sense than any of the rest of this shit.) And Daiki lets him, rolling over close enough to feel the heat of Ryouta’s body as he dozes off but not close enough to touch.