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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: 402
***
“Hey, wait,” and, oh, shit, no fucking way in hell.
Shuuzou turns; there's no mistaking that voice, Tatsuya’s voice, that had come from the beautiful stranger. What are the odds? That Tatsuya, Tatsuya who hates himself so unrelentingly, is this so seemingly confident, so obviously gorgeous person (then again Tatsuya had never said anything about his physical appearance, never about his style or his posture, about his strength and that stunning voice and his inability to hold relationships, or at least that’s what Shuuzou thinks he'd been talking about, it had been so vague and indecipherable at certain points even as Shuuzou had pored over it).
“Shit," says Shuuzou. “I have your voice recorder.”
*
Tatsuya never acknowledges that Shuuzou must have listened to it, what Shuuzou must have heard, especially to have recognized his voice that quickly. He doesn’t talk about it, any of it; he doesn’t show it on his face. It’s easy to find the cracks in his confidence if you know where to look, and sometimes Shuuzou feels as if he must have cheated. As if someone had handed him the source code to a game before compiling it, or a complete cheat guide from the developers, except Tatsuya’s not a game at all.
And he’s volatile anyway, rocking when his insecurities get hit, pushing Shuuzou away or pulling away himself, as if Shuuzou can’t see, as if he doesn’t know. There’s a lot he doesn’t, the root causes and the particulars, what any of it has to do with the way Tatsuya stares down an entire basketball court, risks those brilliant hands in a fist fight, the ring around his neck that’s maybe the root of everything, a dream catcher that’s taken ahold of Tatsuya’s ambitions and spat them back out like dark monsters with eyes that glow in the dark and hypnotize.
His voice is still beautiful, whispering the nickname that only he uses on Shuuzou, the extra familiarity that belies the distance he puts between them, the shape of his lips on that one syllable, drawn out when Shuuzou bites into his shoulder, possessive—that voice, that spirit, this body, Tatsuya will never be his completely. He’s too fierce, independent, spinning through the loopholes like a dragon, long body and rough scales, until he twists away in the wind, leaving behind only a ghost of words, reverberating in Shuuzou’s mind long after the echoes should have died.