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Bonus Round 1: AUs
SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)
RULES
- Submit prompts by commenting to this post with an alternate universe idea, along with a ship from one of our nominated fandoms. There's a comment template below for your convenience.
- 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., Izumi & Sakaeguchi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Izumi/Sakaeguchi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- An AU can be a canon divergence, e.g. "what if [character] was the Team Captain instead of the canon captain character?", or a completely different setting altogether, e.g., pop idol AU, coffee shop AU, superheroes AU, etc.
- Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
- 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]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
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.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
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 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point 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 (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Other Tags: crossing into parallel worlds, unrequited love
Word Count: 882
Let's pretend that Miyuki may have a secret ability to bend world parallels, shall we.
***
The day that Miyuki says I’m sorry the world tilts a bit, or at least, Kuramochi feels the most minute shift: suddenly, the sunshine backlighting Miyuki’s shoulder frame doesn’t gleam so golden anymore, seemingly having faded to a shade closer to champagne left flat. In spite of that, there’s no apparent threat of skyfall; the clouds still hang steady, though they appear more hooked on than anything else now, mere sakes of convenience to accompany the echoes of birdsong from above that Kuramochi feels the wave of within the newfound cave inside his chest but it brings him nothing.
(As of this moment, Kuramochi Youichi feels nothing, thinks of nothing, only zeroes in on the downward curl of Miyuki’s stress-bitten lips, of how awkwardly it fits his face now.)
With such an answer, there’s really nothing more to say. He tucks the baby blue eyes meant for the bowl of flowers Miyuki keeps at his place into the back pocket of his jeans, and brushes the tension between the air they breathe off with the gentleness of resignation and a smile. “Yeah, okay, I get it. We’re tight, but just—“
“It’s just—“ Miyuki interrupts but Kuramochi doesn’t want him to go on. Let only one grave be dug and let it only be his because Kuramochi knows himself and he’ll be strong enough with time, to pull his way up back to Miyuki’s side for no matter what they’ll be then.
“It’s just you don’t love me back,” he finishes and notes how the other boy doesn’t flinch at the stark truth. It’s so very like Miyuki, to take this in such head-on stride and Kuramochi is so, so proud to be, and maybe soon, have been, in love with him. “I don’t regret it, you know?”
Miyuki tilts his head to the side, gaze intent on Kuramochi. “For telling me?”
“Y-Yeah.” He nods, exhales and inhales another round of cool air, finding it in him to ground himself again. No stutters this time. “Yeah.”
They lapse into a lack of words for it’s easier to sift through what’s just happened without the need for formalities, safer to hide behind a curtain of silence when they’re both this blindsided.
Right before they leave, though, Miyuki turns to him and says: thank you for telling me, thank you for not regretting in telling me, and thank you for being so brave when I said sorry.
And Kuramochi only cackles, making his getaway.
(He doesn’t know how else to react at the brunt of such sincerity. He goes to sleep with that one regret.)
***
It’s only much later on that he realises what that minute shift he thought he felt earlier actually was: it was the ending of his world.
***
The baby blue eyes are just as where he has left them the night before: discarded on the top of his nightstand drawer, petals springy and fresh as if Kuramochi had just bought them.
(That’s the first warning sign.)
When he glances at the alarm clock, it’s 9 in the morning, the exact time he woke up to yesterday as well.
(And that the second.)
Kuramochi goes through his daily motions as per usual, shrugging off the two oddities as he brushes his teeth and styles his hair up, only pausing when he checks his phone and realises he’s sent a message to Miyuki last night, for them to meet— again.
It’s still too early for him, too raw to look at Miyuki’s face and remember how the something he had hoped might happen between them only turned out to be nothing, but what’s done is done and Kuramochi is nothing but a man of his word.
He doesn’t know what possesses him to grab the flowers right before rushing out. He doesn’t know at all either why he feels just as antsy, like he’s reliving the sensations from the previous day once more; it’s not like he’s going to confess to Miyuki a second time. That’s just plain stupid.
But something whispers to the back of his mind that oh, he should.
(They say third time’s the charm but one just can’t discount the second, can they?)
***
Everything’s the same until the minute Kuramochi opens his mouth and out tumbles I think I’m in love with you, idiot and then, he freezes.
Because Miyuki’s smiling and tentatively reaching for his hand, because that’s not what Miyuki did yesterday when he’d said the same words.
Because when he hands the baby blue eyes to Miyuki, they are accepted, just like his confession.
And because when they hold hands, Kuramochi should have been thinking this is all wrong but all that filled his head was how right it felt for their fingers to catch together like a pitcher’s glove.
(Still, maybe, ignorance really could be bliss; Kuramochi will take what he can get.)
***
In the eaves of a day past: are you really sure you want to leave him with me like this?
In the creaks of a leaving future: yes, I cannot give him what he wants but you can.
In the inevitable conclusion: one boy says goodbye to a dear friend while his other welcomes the friend as a lover in a different world.
In all: the end.
Re: FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU, G