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 NANASE HARUKA/TACHIBANA MAKOTO, RATED G

[androidmin]

No Major Content Warnings
but there is some pda!!!

411 words

He looks at the small soft way Haru’s hair falls into his eyes as he sleeps, a sigh escapes his mouth. It’s morning, light filtering into the room in a golden stream. He traces his eyes over the planes of his face, they’re familiar, the slope of his nose, the way his lips pout as he snores,

Makoto knows this is home.

Familiarity.

Haru stirs, eyes lazily blinking into consciousness. He doesn’t say anything when he catches Makoto staring at him.

“Good morning,” Makoto says brightly, quietly. It’s still early. They shouldn’t even be awake really. It’s Saturday, neither one has a class to rush to; Makoto’s part time job doesn’t require him to be there until late afternoon.

Haru hums, a barely visible smile on his lips, small. Just a slight twitch of his lips. Makoto brushes his lips against the other’s forehead.

“Sleep well?”

Haru nods, scooting in closer, tucking his head right underneathe Makoto’s chin. He wraps his own larger limbs around Haru, cocooning him under the covers.

And it works, as he hears the distant honking of a horn, and warm warm arms snaking around his middle, under his sleep shirt. Haru’s only mission is to touch, feel.

Fingers carefully working their way up the notches of his spine. He shivers into the simple touch.

Saturday is Makoto’s favorite day, for this.
Just this.
With Haru, who’s part of his entire world, the sleepovers that progressed from childhood giggling, to sneaking out to meet their friends during middle school.

And high school--the painfully shy, confessions. The heat that radiated off their cheeks, and the impossible ocean of Haru’s eyes, a thousand confessions held there.

But these moments are ephemeral, because as soon as winter comes, summer begins under the equator, and Haru will be there, thousands of miles away.

They can make it work. But time slips fast, especially when you’re too busy enjoying it. He doesn’t worry.

He thinks about this moment, living it, feeling now how Haru presses soft chaste kisses to his chest, before looking up with flushed cheeks.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he mumbles, gently pushing Makoto’s cheek away.

“Why?” He teases in return.

“You’re eyes are too green.”

“Sorry,” he laughs softly, muffling the sound in Haru’s silky black hair.

He doesn’t have a retort ready ;Haru presses soft soft lips to Makoto’s own.

“Fine,” he mumbles. Makoto like this, with him. This is alright.