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.

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Comments

PROMPT: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO

[catlarks]

Kinjou/Imaizumi + Imaizumi/Midousuji

“Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.” ― Richard Kadrey, Kill the Dead

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, M

[uwu_anon]

Major Content Tags: Abuse
Rating: M for trauma+abuse recovery themes.
Word Count: 545

There are a few little things Kinjou noticed about Imaizumi, even before they started dating.

One, Imaizumi's wrists are distressingly thin, just like the rest of him. It gets worse during the summer.

Two, when Imaizumi lies his face twitches up into a half smile and his shoulders sag.

Three, the mere mention of Midousuji Akira puts him on high alert.

Kinjou has watched his hackles raise and posture crumple, and if he were a dog his ears would be flattened against his head. All because of one person. Kinjou doesn't know, exactly, what happened between them, only that they had something very short lived and disastrous. Imaizumi is too affected for it to just have been a simple relationship

Kinjou cannot touch Imaizumi when he stands behind him unless he wants a quivering, hollow eyed pantomime of a boyfriend for the next few minutes, must be careful not to grip his hands too hard or criticize his cycling too much, no matter how well-intentioned.

Kinjou has never wanted to hurt Imaizumi. Midousuji already has, and there isn't anything he can do about that.

Once, when Onoda, pure and precious Onoda, mentions that Akira-kun is coming over to watch the Love Hime finale, Imaizumi has to leave the room. Kinjou finds him behind the clubroom, hunched over and puking his guts out.

He stops watching Love Hime, and when Kinjou next borrows his iPod he notices all the songs have been completely expunged.

Kinjou hates Midousuji for taking that away from Imaizumi, for worming his way into Onoda's life, too, ever closer to Imaizumi's sanctuary of Sohoku.

He starts inviting Imaizumi over to his house after school, and then when he graduates, over to his dorm on the weekends. One night, Imaizumi tells him that Midousuji came to a Sohoku practice, is sleeping at Onoda's house now, and asks if he can stay the night with his fearful, shaking voice.

Kinjou rocks him to sleep while he cries, and hates, and hates.

When they start dating, two years have passed since Imaizumi and Midousuji had come together in that great and terrible collision. Imaizumi stands taller, with more flesh on his face and with steadier hands. He looks tired, too, but Kinjou supposes that is what fighting every moment you're awake does to a person. Kinjou has watched him progress further and further from the frightened rabbit Midousuji made him into, and it's with familiar relief that he realizes, Oh, I'm in love with him

Kinjou doesn't know what happened between them, exactly, although he feels like he should have stopped it before it started. There's nothing he can do now but be there, with gentle hands and gentler words, being what Midousuji wasn't.

The first time Imaizumi kisses him, it lasts for less than a second and isn't repeated for two more weeks. It's no bother to Kinjou, he'll wait. For as long as Imaizumi needs. Maybe he'll never be alright with it - his eyes still get that faraway look when Kinjou touches his shoulders, sometimes, if there's been another reminder earlier in the day. And that's fine, too. Imaizumi is safe with Kinjou, will always be.

And the next time Kinjou sees Midousuji Akira, he's punching him in his smug fucking face.

[catlarks]

This is really, really nicely done, and everything I could have wanted out of a fill for this prompt. Kinjou's POV is the perfect choice because you've captured his calm, quiet observation and empathy so well. Imaizumi's reactions are really believable and it just, makes my heart hurt how good and understanding Kinjou is of him. It's a rough read but so, rewarding for me, I got to the "Oh, I'm in love with him" and softly screamed into my hands because that's perfect.

(It's maybe relevant to know that kinima is my secret, quiet OTP and all I ever want is Kinjou caring for Imaizumi and this delivers on my desires perfectly, I'm so glad and thankful.)

[uwu_anon]

oh gosh im so glad that this fill was to your liking, im creakily getting back into writing again and i really wanted to capture the way kinjou is more of an observer than an acting type and how he might percieve that in himself! thank u again for your kind words!

(i am the feelknower of the soft kinima desires theyre so good together and imaizumi just needs that Care)

[catlarks]

I'm so glad that you wrote it. (and I swear I recognize your DW handle like, from fills on a kinkmeme ages ago or something? It's maddeningly familiar.)

I'm just still so blindsidedly pleased by such a nice take on my favorite yowapeda character (Kinjou) and one of the rarepairs that is nearest and dearest to my heart. ;u;

[uwu_anon]

(it might be from the homestuck shipping olympics i did that twice and thats p much my only dreamwidth activity???) but yeah ive got another kinjou/imz prompt bookmarked that i wanna work on this ship has grown on me lately

[catlarks]

That would be it, then. Past a point the HSO/HSWC and kinkmemes start to blend together, whoops. ;;;;

I just want you to know that since last night I have quietly shoved this at everyone I know who might be interested, I am still so. Content with this fill, what a nice gift to me.

(And I definitely picked out the two kinima prompts I saw that WEREN'T me with vague aspirations of filling them, may we both bring much kinima to SASO.)

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, T

[elucidatedlucy]

Major tags: Referenced emotional manipulation
Additional tags: Nonbinary character
Word count: 673

Cycling is not safe. It was never safe, but now must admit, now they know - they can never pretend it was anything but ever again.

It has made Imaizumi turn away, on more than one occasion. Whether it was how Naruko treats it like a game on the surface, or more shamefully, away from Onoda, even at the offer of a gentle ride to Tokyo. She smiles too easily at the thought of such dangerous hills, such busy roads, as though nothing bad ever happens, and there are too many days they can't bring themself to face that. No one died. Imaizumi knows that. But knowing feels too much like a pretense, unless they could prove it, unless they could put it into action.

They know best.

"Imaizumi."

They know best, so they must stay on the rollers, with a precise timer, without blinking.

"I need you to stop," Kinjou tells them, and when they do not, he allows, "Just for a moment."

Panting, slow and controlled, they say, "I won't go anywhere." The timer beeps, letting them slow from their sprint, and catch his eye. He's still wearing his sunglasses. "You can tell me while I finish this round."

He removes the timer from their handlebars before his glasses, and stands directly in front of them. "If you insist." Kinjou does not smile like Onoda does, instead so often wearing a curve that felt calculated and aware, but when they can see his eyes - there is a gentle concern that they cannot look at directly for long. "How many sessions have you been doing per day, Imaizumi?

They take a long drink from their bottle, knowing exactly how much they have practiced. It's a secret. "I've been doing five on the rollers alone, twenty minutes at a time, outside of what you've assigned." That was the amount they had been doing, before they met Midousuji. It is double that amount now, but Kinjou wouldn't know, and he likely wouldn't notice. He has only known them for the last three months.

Their bottle drops, empty, and he is quick to pick it up and refill it. "You seem worn, lately." Imaizumi stares at the bottle as he talks, and how warm his hands look, before they accept it, careful not to touch him. "I'd prefer you lessen it, if that amount on top of practice is the cause."

"I can't."

He raises an eyebrow at that, and they wonder if there's something he knows that they don't.

"Are you taking care of yourself?"

Both the Kanzakis loved to ask that. "Well enough." It's a tiresome question.

"I see ... are you staying safe?"

That question makes their foot jolt as much as their heart, accidentally clicking out of the pedal, sending their Scott tipping over, as though they were a child, with no clue, no awareness, no right to be on a bike. They are familiar with falling, too aware of it being seen due to a malevolent stranger watching their pace and expression fall, further until they feared they could never stand again. However, Imaizumi knows nothing of being caught.

His arms are not soft, but as they remain against his chest, they realize just how much a person does not need to be to be comfortable. He is sturdy - more so than them - but his hands move at their back and sides with a marked concern that feels far more approachable than they ever thought he could be.

"I ..." Their words come out as ill-practiced as their ability in close encounters. "I'm sorry."

Kinjou's hands withdraw, at their hesitant voice, moving to take not their arm, or their wrist, but rather their fingers in his own. "There's no need to apologize." His voice makes their chest burn, and meeting his eyes makes them clamp their fingers around his. "I understand."

There are too many things he could mean, when he says that.

Imaizumi presses their head against his shoulder, and he repeats himself, softer. "I understand."