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Bonus Round 1: Quotes
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!
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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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!
PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
"Sorry! My Prada's at the cleaners! Along with my hoodie and my 'fuck you' flip-flops, you pretentious douchebag!"
- The Social Network
pls
Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
my GOD
IWAOI TSN AU
I'M
ON FIRE
Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
ON IT
no subject
@ ME NEXT TIME BINCH!
no subject
Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKASHI SEIJUUROU/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU
FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
960 words
Hajime doesn't look at him during the depositions.
"Happy new year," Tooru says, by way of hello, and his lawyer coughs mildly. Hajime stares at a point above Tooru's ear and pretends not to hear him. "My mom says she misses you."
He flinches at that. Good. Tooru settles down and waits for the deposition stenographer to come back with her little glass of water. He adjusts his tie. Hajime is wearing a sweatshirt that Tooru would rather burn than ever see on him again--the same athletic gray with the deep pockets that Hajime likes, indistinguishable from the myriad others he buys in bulk, religiously. It's like someone transplanted his image from the person Tooru knows likes to sprawl out on the couch, playing video games until the early morning.
The stenographer comes back and settles down in her seat, like a bird ruffling its feathers before nesting. Tooru runs a hand through his hair while Hajime, imperceptibly, straightens his shoulders. They are, after all, here for a reason.
It's not like he doesn't understand. In a strange, sick way, Tooru does--he is, after all, similar to Hajime than not. They're bullheaded and likely to devote 100% of themselves to a worthy project when they see one. Hajime is wearing his zip-up hoodie for a reason. It pisses him off: that was their thing, it was them versus the world, with Tooru's skills and Hajime's connections. He itches to code, to work, and balls his hands into fists before forcing himself to relax.
"You're suggesting that I was jealous of him?" Tooru keeps his voice light. Hajime is personable, brash, weirdly charismatic, and short. Tooru has nothing to be envious of--Hajime brushes his teeth before drinking coffee. "And because I was jealous, I formulated a plan to screw him out of my company?"
"The company," his lawyer murmurs under his breath, but Tooru will stand by his words--he is nowhere near jealous of Hajime at all, and never will be. He can buy their old school and turn it into his personal garage.
"Iwa-chan," and the old nickname comes out intentionally, because Tooru will let Hajime forget that they've known each other since childhood the day he dies. "Is that really what you think?"
(The last time he looked at Tooru, really looked at him, was a month ago. Tooru's watched the security feeds--he can recite the exact timestamp and its correlated actions from the moment Hajime pushes his way through security and into the central bullpen. In a way, it's strange to see: it's his head that Hajime rips those headphones off of, his huge, surprised eyes staring up at him, his ears registering Hajime's words. Tell me this isn't about me getting into the Phoenix.)
Their lawyers, discomfited by the heavy silence between Tooru's comments and Hajime's stare, pick up the line of question again. "What was Oikawa-san's ownership share diluted down to?"
"It wasn't," Hajime says. He looks thin, like he hasn't been getting any sleep.
"What was Hanamaki Takahiro's ownership share diluted down to?"
"It wasn't," he repeats, and behind his deadpan words Tooru can still hear him shouting. How about now, are you still wired in?
"What was Matsukawa Issei's ownership share diluted down to?"
"It wasn't."
It wasn't even personal. Hajime signed the papers. He should have spent more time with the company. "What was your ownership share diluted down to?"
"0.03%." He can't breathe. Tooru watches Hajime studiously avoid his gaze. His lawyer looks satisfied at his response, as if he had already won--but Hajime was right, it was never about the money. Numbers only ever have one meaning.
(And I'll bet you didn't like that the press identifies me as a co-founder of this website. Which I am. He'd looked like he was aflame from the inside-out. You'd better lawyer up, asshole, because I'm not coming for my 30%.
Hajime probably would have laughed at the $19,000 stunt if it had happened to someone else--laughed, and then punched Tooru on the shoulder for it. He would have liked watching Mattsun break the chimney while trying to zip-line nose first into the pool, in the California sun. His name could be back on the masthead, at least, if he would just look at him.)
Tooru sends Hajime emails he doesn't read. He'd know if he did: Tooru scans in pictures of Hajime at five, six years old, with crayon marks around his nose; embellished stories of Hajime afraid of the dark the first time they'd watched Alien; Hajime’s first time getting drunk in college and throwing up in a total stranger’s flowerbed. He gets drunk--but remembers with perfect, sober clarity--and emails him brief snapshots of words, do you remember when you kissed me on the way home from class? Iwa-chan, you jerk, that was my first kiss. And I was yours.
The depositions are so tiring. Tooru could be doing so much in the office, right now, but instead he sits across a table from his childhood best friend so he can be sued for a cool billion dollars. He wonders how well Mattsun is doing right now, trying to keep a lid on little Yahaba’s messy code, if they remember as well as he does how angry Hajime had been that day. I'm coming for everything.
“Let’s wrap this up for the day. We’ll come back after a week.” Hajime’s lawyer rises first and moves across the room to to shake Tooru’s hand, then his lawyer’s. Tooru gives him the business shake, the one he’d practiced with Hajime in freshman year, and smiles brightly. Hajime leaves the room and doesn’t look back.
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
do you remember when you kissed me on the way home from class? Iwa-chan, you jerk, that was my first kiss. And I was yours
I'M BURNIng!!!!
ALSO YOU USED THE LINE, HE'S COMING BACK FOR EVEYRHTING I'M :')))))))))) flailing sry for this incoherency
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
I ALSO WANTED TO USE THE CHICKEN JOKE BECAUSE 10/10 OIKAWA /WOULD/ PLANT THE STORY ABOUT THE CHICKEN BUT ????? HOW LMAO GOD JUST. I RUINED MYSELF LISTENING TO THE SOUNDTRACK ALL OVER AGAIN AND IT BROUGHT ME BACK TO A TIME WHEN ;v; I BELIEVED IN JEWNICORN ;v; THANK YOU
ALSO FIGHT ME YEAH
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
this au, tsn in general is such an amazing story to explore and my GOD jewnicorn i'm fhueoaf i haven't heard that in so long AHHH i need to give this movie a rewatch, memorable everything ;;; no thank you once again, i'm still on a high from when i first read this
ALSO I'M SCREAMIGN!! WERE U THE ONE CHIHARU RTED I'M LAUGHING SO HARD, ALRIGHT I'M RDY LETS GO, MEET ME IN COURT ROOM
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
this fandom was so good lmao it produced so much Longfic that i think i died in a storm of jewnicorn @@ jesus what a soul-sucking perfect film
YES I AM LET'S GO IM NOT SCARED OF U I WAS UR ONLY FRIEND
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
broke down when oikawa sent the emails with the pictures and
"iwa-chan, you jerk, that was my first kiss" and
lies down....... never gets up.... weakly raises a thumbs up... (':
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T
IT WAS THE PART THAT ;__; HURT THE MOST ;____;
lays on the ground next to u and cries facedown