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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]
|
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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 grandstand, t
Other Tags: religion/supernatural elements (priests and demons), idk how to tag/tagging is hard
Word Count: ~1275
author's notes: welp, this went right off the rails! these two just did whatever the hell they wanted, and it turned out not to be very sexual at all in nature... (i don't feel as bad as i might because i see there's already a nsfw fill.) :3
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chris is alone in his church, and has been for hours, when he hears the footsteps. "confession is done for today," he says without turning from the altar. "you'll have to come back tomorrow, miyuki."
"i didn't come for confession." familiarly light laughter comes. "or perhaps i did, of a sort. but not the kind that requires the confessional."
chris' fingers run along the crucifix he's been polishing, but he doesn't pick it up. when he first suspected what miyuki is, he had held out another crucifix, smaller than this one, small enough to be worn on a chain. he had watched as miyuki had picked it up without looking at him, put the chain over his head, let the crucifix settle, easily and without a mark, against the exposed skin just below the hollow of his throat.
that was the first time chris had heard the light laughter. not that miyuki had never laughed before, of course, but he had never laughed like that. "well," miyuki had said when chris looked up from his still-perfect skin, "it seems you've figured out what i am." in retrospect, looking back on that moment, chris thinks he may have expected miyuki to transform into his true form at that moment, but miyuki had only held chris' gaze and fingered the cross at his throat, and grinned.
the grin is not there when chris turns now and sees miyuki leaning against a pillar. "i came to tell you it's over. time has run out on the bet, so i won't be trying to seduce you anymore."
this is unexpected; chris didn't know there was a bet. he knows, from the way the demon is looking at him, that he hasn't disguised the surprise he feels. "so then," he muses aloud as he comes down from the altar, "my soul would have simply been collateral damage."
the way miyuki's mouth comes open, he almost looks surprised himself. but then he cocks a brow and grins. "this wasn't about your immortal soul."
"no?" chris' turn to cock a brow as he comes to a stop, close but out of reach.
the demon's grin widens. "it was about your purity."
chris swallows a hollow laugh, feels the hollowness settle inside him. "i'm not pure."
miyuki shrugs without refuting it, without confirming it. "that's what everyone thinks of you, though, isn't it?"
chris feels his brow furrow. "this was about my earthly reputation?"
miyuki's mouth twitches. "you're not really getting it." he sighs. "but then, you're only human."
such a comment both invites conversation and closes it.
chris chooses the latter. "if that's all, then—"
"it's not, actually." miyuki looks down at his hands, brings them together in a steeple, lets them drop to his side. "i came to ask how i failed. where i went wrong."
again chris almost laughs, and would not have swallowed it this time—except that their eyes meet, and something in the demon's gaze stops him.
"i look just like him. like your imagination of him, how he might have looked if he'd lived—"
"ah." chris cuts him off with a nod. "i think that's where you went wrong. you were too perfect. too exactly my imagination."
the demon nods thoughtfully. "so, more memory than imagination, perhaps—" and he shifts, and a child stands before chris. a child wearing a baseball cap, slanted askew. a small child with big eyes that have seen too much and yet hope for more, such hope shining out even behind his glasses—
chris looks away. "that might have worked." his voice is so soft it doesn't echo. "but not in the way you're thinking." he knows the demon can see inside his mind so chris doesn't say the rest of it aloud, instead imagining himself taking off that cap and laying a protective hand on the child's head; preparing meals for him and tucking him in at night, reading him bedtime stories; teaching him how to catch, coaching a little league team...
"ah," the demon says. "too young. more like this, then—" another shift, and a teenaged boy stands before chris. the teenaged boy he remembers so painfully well—
"right, no," the demon with miyuki's face says, "too close to actual memory." the shift is slight this time, the sculpted body and beautiful face the same, the miyuki chris remembers; but the glasses are gone, the hair is lighter, almost blond—
a soft, guttural sound comes out of chris and he closes his eyes, and knows that the heat rising in him is not a blush, and knows that if he knows this then the demon knows it too. he can't stop the heat, though; he's not sure he'd try, even if he could stop it. "ahh~," the demon breathes, elongating the syllable as he does, "this is the one, then."
when he doesn't say more than that, chris says, "i told you, i'm not pure." he waits for the light laughter but when it doesn't come, he opens his eyes.
miyuki—the demon, once again looking like chris' imagination of miyuki grown to full adulthood—is looking at him thoughtfully. chris feels his own mouth quirk, lets a half smile curve his lips. "will you still give up, now that you know where you made your mistake?"
"yeah." miyuki shrugs. "nothing to win, so there's no point."
"there's no point doing anything unless you can win at it?"
miyuki glances away. his brow is knit, his face downturned in profile. he looks like he's thinking, considering. he looks sincere—but then, he must know that this is the exact thing that appeals to chris: reaching someone and making them think...
the demon is wrong, chris thinks: there is a lot to win, and a lot to lose, but no way to do it. or at least no way of knowing which you've done.
so maybe the demon is not that wrong.
chris laughs; it doesn't come out as hollow as he expected, but he isn't sure what it's filled with.
miyuki looks at him, and chris lets his smile fade more slowly than he might have if he'd been alone.
"you don't need to keep that form," he says.
he means the demon can return to his own form now and he's sure the demon knows it, but the demon looks down at his hands and says, "yeah. i think i might keep wearing it, though. i kind of like it."
"mmm, well. i imagine it will be successful in seducing many an earthly man and woman."
miyuki looks up, half-open grin on his face, twinkle in his eye. "i imagine it would be successful with many an unearthly one as well." the twinkle fades, the grin does too. "but i was thinking i might stick around here for a bit."
chris' brow arches on its own and he lets it. "even though you've given up on seducing me?"
"yeah." the grin miyuki flashes is quick and softer than the one before. "i like listening to you. i like your sermons..." he trails off, glances away. glances back. his smile seems helpless but that has to be an illusion, because nothing about him is helpless. "i don't know, father—maybe you're the one who's corrupted me."
ah. chris understands: a new game, then. a game just between them this time, a game for the soul of a demon.
he smiles as he turns and starts walking up the aisle back to the altar. "i'll see you at morning mass on sunday, miyuki."
"indeed you will, father chris."
the way miyuki says it, chris knows he's smiling too.
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I also love your dialogue, it has such a nice rhythm and is so in character for both of them, your prose in general is so clean and crisp, nothing wasted, and I find that so pleasing to read.
I love demon-Miyuki cycling through the other possibilities of faces and love seeing more about Chris revealed through that exploration. And I love that this ends with a new game, because of course it does. That, too, is such a Miyuki thing to do.
(also, the blonder, no-glasses Miyuki... I'm not sure if I was supposed to think of a Miyuki-Mei lovechild but I did and it made me smile because it felt like a tiny homage to Ana, I love how kind you are to both of us with your writing, you're so good!!)
Anyway!! Thank you so much for writing for me, I adore this. ♥
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ah, the blonder, no-glasses miyuki! that was meant to be a reference to terashima's original design, which i thought was blond with no glasses... but i can't find the art anymore, and now i'm wondering if i made that up in my head. in any case, i'm more than happy for you to think of it as a miyumei love child! :D
the cycling through possibilities was actually really interesting to write, because that's where the fill turned: up to that moment, i thought that's where the seduction was going to take place. but then it didn't. i could have written it my way anyhow, but their way felt more natural (for the two of them) and seemed more interesting. so there you go.
and yeah, i'm seriously so pleased you liked this! thanks for the inspiring prompt.
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And ohhhhh no you didn't make it up in your head, I've seen art of proto-Miyuki too, he looks kind of like a delinquent? But I remember seeing black-and-white manga style art of that design, not color, so I didn't realize proto-Miyuki was blond. Between us we make like, one whole knowledge of supplemental not-quite-canon!
Anyway!! You're welcome, I'm so happy with where you took my prompt, you are a gift. ♥
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