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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 MANAMI SANGAKU/TOUDOU JINPACHI
"Don't go where I can't follow." - Samwise Gamgee, Lord of the Rings
FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, T
Word count: 1038
Warnings: Terminal illness, suicidal ideation, implied sexual content, mild manga spoilers.
When Manami shows up at his family inn, the week after his second-year Interhigh, Toudou knows immediately that something’s wrong. He just knows. There’s something off about Manami’s rictus smile, his wandering eyes. But getting information out of Manami is like trying to poison a rat – little nibbles, little tidbits, but he’ll never say what’s in his head until he decides it’s time. So Toudou plays his part, chases Manami up and down the mountains and laughs and jokes, and waits.
It’s not until they’re lying in bed together, after a particularly rowdy roll in the sheets that had them both gasping laughter and each other’s names, that he ventures to ask. It’s probably something about the Interhigh, Toudou figures, because Manami was upset about the last one, too, and even if things have changed in the last year, even if Manami and their entire team has improved immensely, there are still mistakes, still things you need to improve, and he knows Manami feels that all keenly. Manami hums in response to his question, neither confirming nor denying, and though it’s frustrating Toudou knows that’s just his way. He’ll speak when he’s ready. In the meantime, he tries to comfort. “Well, you still have next year.”
“Probably not for me,” Manami says conversationally. “I’m dying.”
Toudou turns to look at him, but Manami is staring at the ceiling – or perhaps through it, through the floors above and through the roof to look at the stars. He has a little grin playing about his mouth, like he’s just told a clever joke.
“I’ve been dying for a long time now, you see.”
“Well,” Toudou starts cautiously, playing – praying – for the philosophy. “We all are.”
Manami laughs at that, a bright twinkling. “Very thoughtful, Toudou-san. But I believe my expiration date is a bit sooner than yours. It’s been bumped up. Or so the doctors tell me.”
“Oh?” Toudou says, carefully neutral. Neutralize the change in heart rate, neutralize the ringing in his ears, neutral, neutral.
“Yep!” Manami’s voice is falsely cheerful. He lifts his hands above his head to stare through his splayed fingers. “It used to be in my blood. When I was a kid, you know? We thought it was gone, but!” He claps his hands for emphasis. “It’s back now! In my bones, this time.” His hands fall back to the bed, grip at the blankets. “I think, this time, it’s going to kill me for sure. My legs hurt.”
Toudou clears his throat. There’s something caught there, some little devil stuck to his vocal cords to keep him from speaking. It’s a tricky devil, and it takes him a few moments to fight it off. “There’s treatment, though, right?” he finally gets out. “They can fix it.”
“Maybe,” Manami says, and his voice loses the sing-song happiness. It’s flat. Dark. “There’s a lot, though. I thought I was just tired and sore from training. I didn’t realize.” His voice is pleading, now, pleading to the ceiling or the stars or who knows what. “I didn’t realize.”
Manami’s like a fountain now, spewing his thoughts and worries and Toudou has never heard him this forthright, and it frightens him. “It makes my bones brittle. They get all weak and lumpy and they crack and soon it’ll get worse. I won’t be able to ride my bike anymore.”
That’s the worst of all. Toudou can hear it in Manami’s voice, in the controlled blankness, the barely-perceptible shudder. His own gut sours at the thought of having to stop riding – having to stop because his body has betrayed him. In the blue-black nighttime light, he can’t think of anything worse.
This isn’t fair, Toudou thinks suddenly. Not for anyone, but especially for Manami, for their own little Wonder Boy with the sky in his eyes. It’s clipping his wings – no, nothing so tame, it’s ripping them out at the root – and it’s not. Fair. They don’t deserve this. Manami doesn’t deserve this.
Finally, Manami turns to look at him, and Toudou can barely stand to meet his gaze. “Until then, Toudou-san, will you climb with me?”
“Yes. Always. As much as we can,” Toudou promises, wanting to give him something, anything to make this even a little bit better.
“I’m glad.” Manami leans his head back and closes his eyes. His voice is light and airy again. Nonchalant, or pretending to be.
“When I can’t climb anymore, I’m going to kill myself.”
“Don’t,” Toudou blurts out, startled into sitting. “Please don’t.”
Manami is looking at him, surprised by the outburst, surprised that Toudou cares – and this kid is an idiot, Toudou thinks, for not realizing that people love him. That Toudou loves him.
“But I have to,” he says, so matter-of-fact that Toudou has to bite his cheek to keep in a sob. “I won’t have any other choice. I can’t watch you climb without me. You, or Yuuto-kun, or Sakamichi-kun, or Teshima-san… So it’s the only other choice.”
“It’s not, it can’t be, we’ll figure something out,” Toudou babbles, half-desperate. Manami watches, smiles, then puts a hand on Toudou’s arm. Trying to comfort him, and that’s so fucked up that Toudou cuts off mid-word. So he cries instead.
“What if I stop?” he asks – begs – through the tears and snot. “If I stop when you – when you do, and I’ll wait until you’re better, and then I’ll pull you up Mount Hakone, the very first day you can get on a bike again – if I wait for you, will you wait for me?”
Manami refuses to promise him anything. Toudou lies back down beside him, sniffling. They stare at the ceiling together.
“Toudou-san?” Manami says later, quiet, vulnerable. “I’m scared.” His mouth wobbles. Instantly, Toudou rolls to curl himself around Manami – careful of his legs, don’t hurt his legs – and he tucks Manami’s head under his chin, wraps his arms around Manami’s shoulders and waist and presses them together so he can feel his heartbeat in Manami’s jaw and Manami’s in his ribs. They’re beating fast, too fast, Toudou knows, but they’re beating together.
“Don’t leave me behind,” Toudou whispers into his hair, and Manami sobs a laugh before repeating the words back.
“Don’t leave me behind.”
Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, T