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Bonus Round 4: Official Art

This round is CLOSED. Late fills can be posted, but they won't receive points.

Memorable canon moments, bizarre omakes, tantalizing magazine spreads—this is the round to explore them all. Bring out your screencaps, promotional art, and manga pages, and let's talk about what really happened.
Please read the rules carefully before posting!

RULES

Submit prompts in the form of a canon screencap from one of our nominated fandoms along with a ship. Screencaps can be from an anime or manga, as well as any other kind of offshoot media, e.g. official art, drama CD covers, light novel illustrations, magazine covers, and/or caps from games. Doujinshi, fan-made games or any other fan-created work should not be prompted, even if you receive permission. Only prompt screencaps that are taken from a piece of canon media.
Keep your prompt concise. Don't prompt a whole manga chapter, for example.
Upload the cap somewhere (imgur works well) and post here with the images themselves or a link to them.
Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Riko & Momoi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Riko/Momoi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work inspired by the cap.
Fills can be directly connected to the cap, e.g. panel redraws or writing fic that fleshes out the moment that was capped or that fleshes out what happened directly before/after, but fills can also be more indirectly linked. As long as the work is somehow inspired by the cap, it counts.
Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.

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. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> 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!

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Kagami Taiga / Kuroko Tetsuya
Kuroko no Basuke (KNB)

ikejiri hayato/sawamura daichi // hq!!

Akashi Seijuro / or & Kagami TaigaKuroko no Basuke (KNB)

NO HOMO AMIRITE
*whispers* all the homo

michimiya yui/shimizu kiyoko // hq!!

this is the last one for now, i promise

Edited 2015-07-17 20:01 (UTC)

Rin Matsuoka / Haruka Nanase, Free!

THEIR HANDSSS

Bokuto Koutarou &/ Kuroo Tetusrou; Haikyuu!!

Tsukishima Akiteru & Tsukishima Kei; Haikyuu!!

Manga Spoilers!

Sugawara Koushi &/ Yamaguchi Tadashi; Haikyuu!!

Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio; Haikyuu!!

Vague manga spoilers.

akashi sure likes the color red, huh

~~OF COURSE I WOULD sdkljfklsjfslkd~~

no problem at all!! i'm so glad you liked ; v ;

no major content warnings
other tags: trans characters, yurikuma AU

Dub-con/impaired consent, some brief mentions of blood/injury and unprotected sex (setting-appropriate)
Word count: 3280

Also available for easier reading/bookmarking at: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4367588

Rin hissed softly, trying to jerk his arm away from Haruka’s grip and whining, “That stings.”

Haruka only tightened his fingers about Rin’s wrist, holding him firmly in place as he finished dabbing the shallow bite marks with a disinfectant salve—which was really mostly moonshine. “Maybe that will teach you not to dive when there are sharks around.”

Rin just shrugged. “They usually won’t bother me; they were just pups—I can’t really blame them for testing if I was tasty or not.” He grimaced as Haruka began to tightly bind his forearm. “And at least I managed to get the chest hooked onto our lines—now we can afford those repairs we’ve been putting off.”

Haruka used his teeth to rip the binding, sealing it in place with a wrapping of twine. “Stay out of the water until that heals; Captain’s orders.”

“I—what? Fuck no—it’s a couple of tiny little nips from some scavengers. I didn’t lose my tail or anything! You’re gonna have to wrap me in a net and toss me in the hold if you think I’m gonna miss my morning hunt because of this.” He waved his bandaged arm dramatically, but Haruka ignored his squawking protests, turning to put away the surgery kit.

Rin truly tried Haruka’s limited patience sometimes. He’d likely be difficult enough if he were a human member of the crew; that he was a Siren only exacerbated the irritation he could cause, as difficult to deal with some days as the stormy gales he liked to call down when they were in want of a breeze to fill out the sails.

It was nearly a year now that Rin had been traveling with the Rockhawk, a late addition and an altogether unexpected one. Tachibana, their Quartermaster, had been a close companion from the Academy and a truly skilled sailor—his appointment had been a foregone conclusion. Hazuki worked their cannon line like he’d been born in a bore and raised on saltpeter, and while their initial Sailing Master hadn’t quite worked out (how Yamazaki had managed to even navigate the sailing yard let alone the open seas would remain a mystery), Ryuugazaki was as capable as any—if a bit on the finicky side, forever lecturing the crew on their diet and hygiene with, “Scurvy and lice aren’t beautiful!”

Rin, though, had been a rogue wave—one they’d never seen coming that turned their sailing lives upside down.

Predictably, he’d been trouble from the very beginning: a seemingly helpless captive locked in the dark hold of an enemy vessel Haruka and his crew had commandeered. He’d been swaddled in netting, half-starved and barely conscious, and since common human decency wouldn’t let Haruka just abandon him to the tides while they made off with the bulk of the ship’s saleable cargo, he grudgingly ordered his men to see Rin safely aboard.

Of course, at that time he hadn’t been ‘Rin’—he’d just been the pale, naked new mouth to feed that couldn’t even form coherent sentences for his first few days on their ship. When he’d finally gotten his strength back, he’d spent every waking moment trying to pitch himself overboard in what Haruka had initially feared to be some post-traumatic suicide attempt—until he’d finally succeeded one night while Haruka stood on watch.

He’d nearly shattered the alarm bell, whacking it with all his might before diving down into the black ocean after their wayward charge. It was a calm evening, but the moon was only a sliver, and sea and sky blended together in a muddled dark mass that made it difficult to tell what was up and what was down, let alone pick out a drowning man.

Rin had found him first, spiraling around him in a lazy helix to guide him back to the surface—and even now, Haruka wondered why he hadn’t slipped a sinewy arm under Haruka’s then and there. If he’d done that, if he’d intervened and rescued him instead of helping Haruka save himself, then the contract would’ve been fulfilled, and so much grief might have been spared.

Instead, he’d just been there—a beacon, tempting and beckoning Haruka to follow like the Siren he apparently was, and the pale, wan moonlight above had faintly illuminated gray tones and sharp angles and sandpaper rough hide that bit into the skin when Haruka ran a hand over it in awe.

Rin had been a prisoner on that ship—just not a human one; a lucky catch that his captors had been considering feasting on, in light of legends that purported a Siren’s flesh to bestow immortality on any who consumed it. In rescuing him, Haruka had unwittingly instated a life bond—a debt that had to be repaid in kind and until which time Rin could not leave his side.

And so, Rin had joined their crew, a full-fledged working member until the day he was able to save Haruka’s life and finally be freed from the immaterial tether that held him sure and fast as any harpoon might.

Joining the crew required a name, though, and when he had confessed that he had no name that human lips could shape, Haruka had dubbed him ‘Rin’, since its proximity to ‘siren’ made it easy to remember. If Rin had been offended at the lack of thought given to his new name, he hadn’t shown it, and he proved to be a hard worker, taking up odd jobs and eager to man the red-eye watches since he was more active in the evenings by nature. The long, sweeping blade of his tail faded to foam once he left the water, and he liked to doze after his hunts in a little dinghy sitting alongside the hull while he waited for the sun and sea breeze to give him legs again.

The crew had taken to him quickly—particularly when he proved his worth by helping retrieve derelict cargo trapped on the ocean floor meters below the surface and far from their human reach. Treasures and booty that might have otherwise been lost, they could now claim for themselves to boost their haul numbers. Suddenly, there was no need to fuss over aim or be sure not to cripple a prey vessel to the point she started taking on water. If their target went down, Rin could help them hook lines to anything worth salvaging.

Haruka had taken a bit longer to come around, though; he wasn’t out here on the ocean for the glory or the treasure—he just wanted to feel the salt breeze on his face and the bright noonday sun in his eyes and the crash of spray across his skin. The larger the ship, the greater the exhilaration—he couldn’t get this on some puny fishing vessel; he needed something the size of the Rockhawk, along with the Crown’s approval to travel and explore. Rin’s skills with helping to fill their coffers mattered little to Haruka; he was after something altogether greater and more elusive, something he couldn’t even name himself.

“Ah,” Rin had nodded knowingly, tearing into the soft belly of his morning catch. “You need a dream. I can help with that.”

He’d then singlehandedly convinced Haruka to shrug off the bonds of privateering for the Royal Navy and instead break for wide open waters, to free himself and his crew to see sights they’d never seen before. Pirating wasn’t so very different from privateering, after all, and it meant traveling beyond country borders, with foreign winds filling his sails and a crew he trusted with his life supporting him the whole way.

Which brought them here, sitting at anchor off the coast of some island paradise that looked like no human had ever set foot on the pristine shores. The stars glinting above reflected off the white sands, and the moon was so fat and bright, its moonlight inviting, that Haruka struggled not to unhitch the dinghy they were occupying as they waited for the last little bit of Rin’s tail to slough away into foam and make for the shore to wade in the shallows and feel sand between his toes for the first time in months.

“You didn’t have to patch me up, you know.” Rin rolled his shoulder, fidgeting uncomfortably under the crumpled tarp that was maintaining his dignity until they could climb back aboard and find where he’d tossed his breeches. “I would have healed just fine without.” And of course Haruka knew this—had witnessed it himself several times, since Rin wasn’t one to have a care for his own safety and routinely got himself scraped up or bruised in the line of work—but it always seemed a shame to leave behind any scars or infection on that smooth, pale flesh. “Or were you just looking for a chance to feel me up?” Rin teased, voice low and rough, and his eyes took on that predatory glint that likely sent shoals scattering.

Haruka was no skittish school of salmon, though, and he’d long since learned to read—and navigate—Rin’s hunting strategy. “As if I need an excuse; you’re the one always throwing yourself at me.”

Rin sputtered in offense. “I am not!”

“Three nights ago, when everyone else took shore leave.”

Rin clammed up for a few long moments, crossing his arms angrily over his chest and then wincing when he remembered his bite. “…Well you’re such a cold fish; it’s like trying to mate with a fucking sea turtle.”

Haruka raised a brow. “You know this from experience?”

“It’s a figure of speech! Ah—” He inhaled sharply as the last vestiges of his Siren self melted away, finally freeing him to stretch his long, muscled human legs. “Finally; I was getting tired of sitting down here.”

He swiveled around on his bench, groping for the rope ladder, but before he could begin to haul himself back up, Haruka stopped him with a hand on his arm, tugging gently. “Stay for a while longer.”

“Huh? Why? I’m gonna freeze down here if I don’t get my breeches on; these legs have no blubber!” When Haruka just tightened his grip insistently, he quickly calmed and added, “…Unless you can find some other way to warm me up?” He shifted closer, threatening to unbalance the dinghy. “Did you take issue with that ‘cold fish’ comment and want to prove me otherwise? I’m not an unreasonable Siren; I’m open to persuasion. You will, of course, have to be very convincing though…” He draped himself bodily over Haruka, and for all his protests about being chilly, his bulk burned and seared where their flesh touched.

Haruka shrugged him off, abruptly regretting his impulsive actions and grabbing for the rope ladder himself. “Never mind; you’re right, we should get you into some proper clothes.”

“What?” He reached for a handful of Haruka’s shirt. “You just asked me to stay a while longer!”

“We’ve stayed longer, technically—” Rin’s confused frown only deepened into an irritated scowl. It was somehow still quite becoming on him, though, and Haruka supposed that just showed how powerful a Siren’s charms could be. “Rei’s calculated a course for us to take advantage of the morning gales coming at sunrise; we’ll need all hands on deck, so there’s no time for…”

“Bullshit; we could go three rounds at the rate you usually finish and still get a good night’s rest,” Rin snorted derisively, but the edge was fading from his tone. “…I saw that route Ryuugazaki’s plotting for you.”

“And?”

“And it’s dangerous; there’s underwater peaks that nearly brush the surface—you’ll never see them, and they’ll tear the ship apart. Plus the current’s strong—probably stronger than these winds Ryuugazaki’s relying on. We’ll be off course in the blink of an eye and probably stranded for it.”

“We’ll manage. I have faith in my crew.”

“Not even Sirens go there—for good reason! Take the long way around, instead of risking the lives of you and your crew. It’s too dangerous.”

“You’ve said that before.”

“Because you keep insisting we take these routes we’re better off avoiding! Your crew won’t stand for it much longer.”

“They won’t have to,” was his soft, oblique response, and he could feel Rin’s ire rising—finally releasing in a snapped huff.

“…I know what you’re doing, you know.”

“Hm.” That would make one of them.

Rin leaned forward, one arm braced on either side of the dinghy, to fill Haruka’s vision. “You can’t force me to fulfill the contract.”

“Can’t I?”

Rin grit his teeth. “Don’t force me to, then!”

Ultimately, of course, Rin couldn’t stop him. He couldn’t stop Haruka from sailing headlong into danger, from placing himself in harm’s way and forcing Rin to either save him or let him die—and they’d worked themselves too firmly under each other’s skin to let the latter happen. They were like strands of kelp entangled in one another now, unable to wriggle free under their own power. Haruka’s harpoon was lodged deep within Rin, and he needed to just yank it out—the wound would bleed, and it would hurt like hell, but at least Rin could leave then if he wanted. At least they’d finally know if he wanted to leave.

He’d tried asking Rin about it once, and—shamefully—Rin had been forced to admit he didn’t really understand it all that well himself. What had started out eons ago as a mere display of pride and honor had evolved into an innate compulsion to repay a debt accrued. It was a physical yearning, a drive no Siren could resist: like for like, bound and bonded until the contract was complete. Until he finally saved Haruka’s life in recompense for Haruka saving his, he could not be freed—no, did not even want to be free.

“It’s kind of like imprinting, I guess—I don’t know you, I don’t know who you are, I just know that…I need to be with you, I need to protect you. Once I’ve done that, then maybe I’ll feel different. Maybe all of the things I found kind of charming or amusing will seem annoying or downright piss me off. I find that hard to believe—but it’s been known to happen.” He’d grinned self-deprecatingly at that. “I can’t really imagine you irritating me any more than you already do, though, so maybe it won’t work out like that for us?”

Knowing that, knowing that Rin himself wasn’t even really sure of how he felt should have given him pause, should have kept him cloistered in his captain’s quarters, far away from the strange creature unwillingly bound to him. But instead, he’d sought Rin’s counsel on routes Rei was considering, had joined him on dusk and dawn hunts when the seas were flat and calm and clear, had welcomed him eagerly—he took offense at that ‘cold fish’ remark—when he ought to have firmly turned Rin down. He’d made inappropriate, immoral choices every step of the way—and he’d enjoyed it.

Rin was like a brisk sea spray crashing against the bow as Haruka’s ship cut through, pushing against him and making the eventual journey all the sweeter for the trouble he’d endured. Rin’s presence was trying—but it was educational as well, opening Haruka’s eyes and mind to new horizons yet to explore. Without Rin, he would have been content sailing up and down the coast for the rest of his career, gazing out at the distant line between sea and sky but never racing to touch it. Rin pushed him to reach further, farther, and to reset his goals once he’d met them.

Was it any surprise he was terrified of it ending? Of realizing that, without this life debt hanging over their heads like a swinging double-edged pendulum, it had never been real to begin with?

Ending it was all he had left; he couldn’t indulge like a child any longer—he needed to free Rin and dig out this infection by the root. He’d seen enough sights; he didn’t need to be shown any more. He would have to find them on his own; relying on Rin—on a creature who didn’t even know if he wanted to be here in the first place—was no longer an option. As the one person between the both of them who could think without clouded judgment, it was his responsibility to do the right thing. Rin was a free spirit; he needed to be free in body as well.

He hauled himself up, bracing one foot against the rope rung. “We make sail at dawn; get some rest while you can—we’ll need you in the water spotting.”

“You’re scared.” Haruka paused, fists white-knuckled where they clenched the ladder. “You’re scared that when this is over, I’m gonna turn tail and swim away. So you want to hurry up and get it over with while you’ve still got whatever passes for a heart in that chest of yours intact. I’m right, aren’t I?”

After a long, tense silence, Haruka began to climb again, and Rin grabbed one leg and jerked him down hard, bringing him clattering back down into the dinghy, which rocked dangerously beneath their weights. Rin then sank to his knees, straddling Haruka—and by this point, the tarp was really sparing nothing—and grabbed him by the lapels. “Well too bad. Because that’s what life is—a constant cycle of fear and anxiety and worry, with the odd moment of comfort in between. I’ve given you three years of comfort now, three years of my life never knowing if what I feel is really what I feel or just some part of my biology telling me I feel that way to convince me to keep trying to save your ass. You hate not knowing if I really love you? Try being me. Try not even knowing it yourself. So go on—chart whatever course you feel like. You’re gonna get knocked overboard or sucked through an eddy into a sink pool or run down by a shark three body lengths from safety—and I’m gonna save your life, just like you want.” He then shoved Haruka away roughly, pulling back and readjusting the tarp around his midsection as he stood with one hand gripping the ladder. “But that’s not where it ends. I don’t know what lies on the other side of that moment—but if it turns out that none of this mattered, that I still want to leave…then you’ll just have to grow a pair and come after me. Chase me to the ends of the earth and back until you wear me down and pull me back in.”

Haruka grimaced—even after Rin had won his freedom, he still wanted to be bound again? That made no sense. No sense at all.

“I know you hate effort,” Rin added with a softer tone, a bit of humor edging his voice. “And it may be a hell of an effort—but if you don’t want me to leave so bad…then just don’t let me go. You’re a pirate, aren’t you? You take what you want, and you don’t accept defeat. Unless I’m worth less to you than a handful of doubloons?”

The dinghy rocked uncertainly, sitting higher on the water as Rin climbed up the ladder. Haruka didn’t try to stop him this time—but just before Rin disappeared over the ship’s railing after scaling the side, he stood, bracing one arm against the hull for balance, and called up, “…Then you’d better swim fast.”

THIS IS GORGEOUS OH MAN!! I love your style and the colours, and especially the seal of approval!! Thanks for filling the prompt :D

stop this madness

IT IS PLENTY RELEVANT, I'm so delighted to receive an art fill of these two!! And your color palette choice is just, really nice, I love this a lot. ;u;

HUMS APPRECIATIVELY, this was a panel I really like of them because I like the FACE OFF!! feel of it, so it's pretty great to see a color palette redraw. They look so good, my faves, thank you. ;_____;

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OH MY GOD, poor Tadokoro. Bless you for this terrible, wonderful joke.

Kanzaki Miki / or & Kinjou Shingo, Yowamushi Pedal

I'm fucking laughing, that you went out of your way to circle Teshima's stupid WTF wink so that people definitely can't miss the point. Bless you.

This is so cute, my heart. ;________;

I love baby Imaizumi so goshdang much, and Miki is precious.

I want to die inside. Who gave you the fucking right, Doxy.

I'm so glad this is the joke you made here, this is ~ p e r f e c t ~ and I'm thrilled it exists oh my god.

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Bonus Round 4: Official Art

Bonus Round 4: Official Art

Prompt: Team Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka

PROMPT: TEAM LOVE LIVE!

PROMPT: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA

PROMPT: TEAM LOVE LIVE!

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA

Re: FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G.

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, T (PART 1/2)

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, T (PART 2/2)

Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, G

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KOUSAKA HONOKA/MINAMI KOTORI

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FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

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PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU

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