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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 KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Sexual content (mentioned)
Other Tags: composer Akashi, novelist Mayuzumi
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 488
***
Chihiro purses his lips as he reads over his first draft, and he wrote it so quickly, in such a daze of inspiration, that it feels as if he's reading someone else's writing.
Except no, he thinks to himself, double clicking on a paragraph to add in an editing note. This is his writing, for better pr worse. These are his descriptions of a violin prodigy, fingers sliding over the strings so easily that he makes it look as if he's simply coaxing out the music that already lives within the handcrafted wood of the instrument. This is his view of the concert hall, from the seat that is perpetually reserves for him; his perfect view of the stage, of the first violin's seat, all the things that only he knows about what goes into a composition and then into a performance, having heard it directly from Seijuurou himself.
"Ridiculous," he mutters, at the draft in front of him, at himself.
At least he hadn't given the violinist character red hair. His post-concert, post-coital rush of inspiration had saved him from that particular embarrassment, at least.
He reaches the part of his story where the violinist takes his mysterious girl in the audience home with him, and shuts the laptop, feeling his face burn. It's not a particularly detailed scene—he doesn't write that sort of thing unless he's using a pseudonym—but Mayuzumi is embarrassed all the same because he doesn't have to read it , or even remember what he wrote, to know exactly how the scene would have gone, and now he's left thinking about Seijuurou's fingers in greater detail than he ever should in public.
The café bustles on around him, oblivious to his filthy thoughts, or the sudden rush of irritation he feels for Seijuurou that always seems to accompany said filthy thoughts. Seijuurou, on the other hand, seems to have an innate sense for this kind of thing. Chihiro's phone buzzes with a message and he clicks his tongue as he picks it up, already knowing who it's from.
Seijuurou wants to take him out to dinner, to celebrate some sort of award that one of his compositions has received, and it makes Chihiro sigh with what he will swear is nothing but weariness. When Seijuurou celebrates, he doesn't do it by indulging himself; he spoils Chihiro instead, and it's the most wonderful thing in the world while simultaneously being the worst, because Chihiro will catch Seijuurou looking at him like he's the only person in the entire world, or at least the only one who actually matters, and it's those moments that make Chihiro understand what the radio announcers always seem to hear in Seijuurou's music; the love, the dedication, the longing.
Pressing his lips together in an effort to squash his smile out of existence, Chihiro accepts the invitation, opening his laptop again to continue editing with renewed energy.