Bonus Round 1: Quotes

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Bonus Round 1: Quotes

SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

PLAY BALL! For this round, we'd like you to take inspiration from songs, sayings, poems, and other kinds of famous words.

Because this is our first full round, please read this post carefully before proceeding!

This round ends at 7PM on June 13 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

• Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a quote attributed to a specific person or character, along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
  • Example: "Hi-ho, Kermit the Frog here!" -Kermit the Frog
  • The quote can come from anywhere. Famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, your neighbor, etc.
  • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Yachi & Kiyoko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Yachi/Kiyoko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
• Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your quote-inspired fanwork.
• Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
• You cannot fill your team's prompts or your own prompts.

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)

There is no max work cap.

Format your comment in one of the following ways:

If PROMPTING:	If FILLING:	If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

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.

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 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points 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.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

Comments

FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, G

[blueminuet]

Major Tags: None
Word Count: 643

Tadokoro said it right before they walked into the party. His voice was casual, as if he was just talking about the weather or grocery shopping or any of a million other mundane facts of everyday life. It threw Makishima for a loop, but only once they’d had time to reflect on it, because they’d hardly noticed when he said it, their brain filtering out the importance due to the fact that it was said with the tone of someone commenting that they needed to buy milk on the way home.

The party was a noisy and rambunctious thing, thrown by friends of friends, so the social connections were a bit tenuous at best. It was the kind of social situation that normally would have made Makishima spin excuses from thin air, preferring the elegance of lies to the stilted small talk. But Tadokoro dragged them along, and Makishima found themself not minding quite as much as they normally would.

Their ears filled with the loud din of the music and people shouting from the minute they were through the door, and it wasn’t until Tadokoro offered to go fight the crowd to get them drinks from the kitchen that it hit Makishima what Tadokoro had said. “I love you.” Like it was nothing more than simple fact. It’s nice weather out tonight. I need to stop and get milk on the way home. I love you. No more pomp and flair than any other thing. No grand moment. Just fact.

Makishima found themself lost within the smattering of people as Tadokoro barged his way through to the kitchen with all the finesse of a bull. But despite being alone in the loud abrasive music and people shouting anecdotes over the beat, everything else seemed to fade away.

Thanks for coming to the party with me.

I know you hate these kinds of things.

I love you.

When Tadokoro got back, drinks in hand, Makishima smiled and pulled him over to the ratty couch in the corner. They practically fell into it, the couch apparently having long ago lost its structural stability, and the two of them sunk into it perfectly. Makishima found themself on Tadokoro’s lap. They smiled, laughing over nothing, and Tadokoro just grinned back. Neither of them said anything, but they didn’t need to. Tadokoro’s grin seemed to say, “You finally noticed,” as if the whole thing had been a puzzle for Makishima to unravel. There seemed to be a hint of worry there as well. Makishima rested their forehead against Tadokoro’s and laughed again. As if there was ever anything to worry about.

When they finally left the party (fashionably early, Makishima had said), it was raining. They ran to Tadokoro’s car, but still got absolutely drenched in the process. Tadokoro let the car idle as he fished around in the backseat for a towel he swore was there somewhere. (“There’s so much junk in the backseat, how do you even know it’s there?” “I’m offended. I know where everything is in here.”) When he finally produced it, it was shockingly clean, and Tadokoro scrubbed it quickly over Makishima’s hair. Makishima pretended to be affronted by the rough treatment, but only slowed Tadokoro slightly, by bumping one on his hands away.

“I love you too,” Makishima finally said, pulling the towel away from his hair and running their fingers through the tangles Tadokoro had caused.

Tadokoro smiled at that. “Good. I need to stop at the grocery store on the way home. Do you want me to drop you off first?”

“No, I’d like to tag along.”

And that was it. No grand admissions. Just mundane, exhilarating, exciting, everyday fact. Makishima rested their head on the towel that still smelled vaguely of Tadokoro and listened to the sound of the windshield wipers as Tadokoro pulled out of the driveway.