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Bonus Round 4: Official Art
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)
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!
FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, G
Word Count: 551
He can’t remember walking home, dragging his feet and his backpack, head filled with white noise and eyes unblinking and staring hard at the ground.
On Autopilot back to his house, that afternoon’s match seeming so far away, yet so close he can still hear the disappointed roaring of the crowd.
Why? Why wasn’t anyone there? Why weren’t you there?!
His house is empty, silent, dark and for once he does not mind. He doesn’t mind because right now, like this, he doesn’t mind much at all.
Kunimi stares at him, face blank, speaking in a tone so aggravatingly calm, Kageyama wants nothing more than to grab him by the lapels of his shirt and throw him to the ground.
His bag falls from his fingers, half in the hallway, half in his room as he drags his feet, and sits numbly on his bed.
Kunimi’s voice is firm. Unyielding. And yet, he sounds so tired. Finished with this conversation before he even began.
His phone vibrates, but he doesn’t care to answer it. Because it’s not who he wants it to be, it’s not anyone bearing goodwill, because why would they? Why would anyone after what has become of him?
You don’t listen. To any of us.
He didn’t realise. A childish excuse, he realises now, staring down at his hands as his thoughts spin so clearly in the white noise that is his brain. But it was no excuse.
You hold your head up high, and think you're far better than we are. Maybe you’re right. But you have no right.
He had no idea, so he couldn’t stop. Didn’t stop. Even if he realised his words were harsh, that he was cutting deep, he thought it was fine, they could take it. Because in the end they would win if everyone just tried harder.
It stops Kageyama in his tracks. Words he has heard before, but the weight they carry overwhelm him, smother him.
It wasn’t that he overestimated. But he had pushed too far, he now realises, forced the boundaries far beyond their breaking point.
You tell us we need to get better, go faster, try harder, as if you know anything about us. About me.
He had tested the limits of their endurance and patience until it burned out and left nothing more than a tired bridge, far too brittle for him to ever cross again.
If they allowed him to in the first place.
You even so as far as telling us how we should feel, as if you even know.
It wasn't that Kunimi was emotionless, as much as everyone else on the team would talk about (would laugh about when he wasn’t there, because Kageyama would ruin the fun, wouldn’t he?).
I can’t do this anymore.
It just that he never had a reason to smile around him.
You’re poison, Kageyama.
Maybe he was.
And I wash my hands of you.
He buries his face in his hands.
He can’t bring himself to apologise. Kunimi looks at him like he doesn’t expect him to.
And feels his heart shatter with regret.
“I’m not sorry.” Kunimi says, face betraying him for a second, and looking as heartbroken as Kageyama felt.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers, no audience to hear it, no one to accept it.