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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2017-06-02 10:34 am
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Bonus Round 1.5: AUs

AUs

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM EDT on 10 June. Late comments are screened and will not receive points.



Second verse, same as the first! This is an overflow post for br1, meant to hold new prompts and their fills (so that we don't hit comment cap on the first br post).


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)
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. Any way you format it is fine.
  • Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags.

    Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing.

FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
  • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine.
  • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
  • Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags.

    Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing.

  • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. [community profile] saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills.
    • Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or [community profile] saso_afterhours ONLY.
    • Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
  • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
  • Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags.

    Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing.

  • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. [community profile] saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills.
    • Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or [community profile] saso_afterhours ONLY.
    • Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.


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!
besania: . (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/KOGA KIMITAKA/TESHIMA JUNTA

[personal profile] besania 2017-06-07 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Koga Kimitaka /& Teshima Junta /& Aoyagi Hajime
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags:Supernatural Elements, maybe Magical Realism. I lowkey killed koga again because i dont know how to love him right.

Prompt: On the last day of the IH, Koga made a deal that allows him to exist on borrowed time. The stablished deadline was graduation day, and it's already due.
besania: . (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/KOGA KIMITAKA/TESHIMA JUNTA

[personal profile] besania 2017-06-07 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Manami Hiki & any (of all?) of the following: Kei Ninomiya&Natsuo Ishido & Sanae Sawamura&Mai Ganeko & Ringi Cordeiro&Yuzuko Mawatari & Kotani Karin&Honma Mitsuko
Fandom: Teppuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt: My Cat From Hell AU. Manami Hiki (also known as Cameron Díaz by some) is a cat behaviorist; you wouldn't believe the cat's she's had to deal with! A lazy but randomly destructive cat, a /very/ clingy cat, a cat with seemingly no "danger/pain = bad" instint, and even a "queen of the neighborhood" cat.

Bonus if her cat is Haruka because. why not.
chromatic_coma: (phichit waving)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] chromatic_coma 2017-06-07 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Phichit Chulanont/Emil Nekola
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: please come to this rarepair hell with me

Prompt: Soulmate AU of your choosing! I just want to see these two start spending time together because "wow we're soulmates!" and end up totally in love!
sapphirablue: (Default)

Prompt: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Yaku Morisuke

[personal profile] sapphirablue 2017-06-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Nishinoya Yuu/Yaku Morisuke
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: jumping off buildings, potential injury

Prompt: BASE jumper AU. Noya and Yaku are two somewhat-rival, somewhat-friends BASE jumpers competing against each other. (bonus if one of them gets hurt on a jump!!)
multilinear: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-06-07 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: aratou, or fukuara, or kinara haha
Fandom: yowamushi pedal
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: i wrote in a sticky note to me just this:

ARAKITA IS A GRYFFINDOR. THINK ABOUT IT

[personal profile] fickle damien dont u dare
jaegervega: (Default)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[personal profile] jaegervega 2017-06-07 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
YES THANK YOU FINALLY SOMEBODY AGREES WITH ME !!!
besania: . (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/KOGA KIMITAKA/TESHIMA JUNTA

[personal profile] besania 2017-06-07 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Koga Kimitaka &/ Teshima Junta (&/ Aoyagi Hajime)
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: Super natural elements.

Prompt: You know how each school has a spooky story of a student that died in its' grounds and now haunts the building and its surroundings? Turns out that actually happened in Sohoku – And it's just Koga's luck that the ghost has taken a liking to him.

He ignores it during his first year, gets used to it (and even warms up to it) during his second, and during his third... well, the ghost didn't follow him to the Training Camp, so it doesn't know why Teshima is back to being so chummy with him. It doesn't trust him at all and has gone from occasionally pranking him to straight up haunting him.

Now Koga has to figure out how to have a (and I quote [personal profile] jeilovesyou): "heart-to-heart with a dead person about what Teshima means to him." (bonus points if this part involves spooky elements like rituals or attempts at invocations, things like that)
Edited (who else read ghost and thought i had killed koga again haha sike i killed a npc this time) 2017-06-07 03:32 (UTC)
doxian: (teshima)

Prompt: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[personal profile] doxian 2017-06-07 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Izumida Touichirou/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major tags: none
Other tags: talk of execution

Prompt: Arabian Nights AU with Izumida as the king and Teshima as Scheherazade

(less interested in the “marrying a new virgin every night and then executing them the next day” aspect of the story, most interested in the “storytelling to delay ur execution” aspect of it. talk for your life, Teshima-san.)
multilinear: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-06-07 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: murahimu
Fandom: kuroko no basket
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: himuro's heard stuff about wish-granting spirits, but he's pretty sure that they didn't always have to be approached with snacks in both hands (but then again, atsushi's not eaten food from this century, so maybe he understands)

[personal profile] fickle damien NO
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FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[personal profile] hatchbacks 2017-06-07 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Supernatural elements, swearing, brief semi-graphic figurative language
Word Count: 938

***

“Please accept my humble offering,” says Tatsuya.

He spreads out an array of different-flavored maiubo (more bang for his buck) along with a Kit-Kat, a bag of assorted Hi-Chew, and a small packet of potato chips. The spirit had said to bring snacks, and had refused to specify more (beyond “they have to taste good”), and there ought to be something there to satisfy him (especially since he’s been sleeping since the eighties, apparently).

The spirit picks up the Kit-Kat, tears the wrapper and bites off a corner. He chews on it, staring into the wall of the cave behind Tatsuya’s head as if contemplating something. Tatsuya turns around, just to check; when he turns back the tail end of the chocolate bar is disappearing into the spirit’s mouth.

“Made you look,” says the spirit.

Tatsuya is not impressed.

“By the way,” says the spirit. “If you want to call me something, Atsushi is fine.”

Tatsuya nods. “Atsushi it is.”

“Look,” says the spirit. “I’m not going to steal your name if you tell it to me. Promise.”

Tatsuya eyes him, his nearly seven-foot stature, the maiubo he has levitated into his hand (smaller than his thumb), the purple hair that drips like a waterfall over his head. If any spirit can help him with basketball, it’s this one—and in the scheme of things, a name is a small price to pay, isn’t it? (Maybe it’s another Japanese culture thing that his parents dropped somewhere over the Pacific.)

“Tatsuya,” he says, finally.

“Kay,” says Atsushi.

“So,” says Tatsuya. “About my wish—”

“Show me where to get more of this,” says Atsushi.

Tatsuya tries not to let his impatience show. The more he helps this spirit, the better chance he has of his wish being taken seriously and granted properly, so he motions for Atsushi to follow him out of the cave. They both squint into the sunlight, Atsushi conjuring up a decent pair of old-school sunglasses for himself. Tatsuya pulls his snapback out of his bag and puts it on; it doesn’t help much. Atsushi stares at everything along the way; Tatsuya has no idea how much has changed since the last time Atsushi was out here. It looks kind of old-fashioned, but that doesn’t mean it’s necessarily thirty or forty years old.

Atsushi wants everything in the convenience store, cookies and cakes and sandwiches; Tatsuya barters him down (and refuses to use his wish on extra cash) to a bag of shrimp chips, a bag of sour cream and onion chips, several of the maiubo flavors he’d bought for Atsushi last, and a roll cake. They walk back to the cave, plastic bags dangling from Tatsuya’s wrist, and sit outside in the afternoon sunlight. Atsushi offers up a slice of cake.

“Thank you,” says Tatsuya. “That’s very generous.”

Atsushi shrugs. “What do you want?”

It takes Tatsuya a second to remember he’s talking about the wish. “Basketball talent. As much as you can give me.”

Atsushi pops another chip into his mouth and frowns; Tatsuya wonders if he knows what basketball is. Maybe he doesn’t; maybe he’d chosen the wrong spirit.

“Give me your hand,” Atsushi says.

Tatsuya obliges. Atsushi’s fingers are hard and cool on his palm, tracing the lines. Atsushi’s frown deepens; his fingertips tickle Tatsuya’s skin but Tatsuya wills his hand to stay in place. He needs this.

“I can’t do that,” Atsushi says, finally, but he still hasn’t let go of Tatsuya’s hand. “There’s something, I don’t know—-normally I’d be able to extend it, but there’s something inside of you blocking it.”

“What,” says Tatsuya.

Atsushi shrugs. “Can’t help you, sorry. I’ll pay you back for the snacks.”

Tatsuya feels the words like a car backing into his face, like a knife ripping open his skin. Is he really so untalented magic can’t help him? He still hasn’t drawn back; Atsushi’s hand is warm against his.

“Try,” says Tatsuya. “You’re a wish spirit.”

(This is a fucking dumb move; he may not know much Japanese mythology but it’s pretty much universally true that spirits will fuck you over if you goad them or give them any wiggle room.) Atsushi slots his fingers between Tatsuya’s, caresses his thumb, and closes his eyes.

Tatsuya feels the magic coursing through him, a slight electric shock, a slow pulse. He looks at Atsushi, knees folded to his chest, chip bag dangling from his free hand, hair hanging over his face. Atsushi’s human form is not beautiful, expertly-crafted; his features are a little on the crude side but they match his face, fit together, make his purple hair seem almost natural. Even if he’s not beautiful, he’s attractive, and Tatsuya feels something like want. This is dumb; Atsushi can’t even give him this simple wish; he shouldn’t be attracted. He feels himself leaning forward, as if compelled by the magic in his hands; he sees Atsushi’s face rise. Atsushi’s knees fall; he drops the chips and his other hand pulls Tatsuya in, down into Atsushi’s lap.

And then they’re kissing, wet and rough; Atsushi tastes like salt and artificial flavoring; his tongue is all over and his mouth moves in something that doesn’t resemble a rhythm really at all. The pulse in Tatsuya’s hand grows faster; maybe this is it, how it has to work. And then Atsushi pulls back and it’s as if a glass filter’s come crashing down and smashed onto the ground.

“Did it work?”

“Did it,” says Atsushi, mouth contracting into some semblance of a smile. “I’m not sure yet.”

(Tatsuya doesn’t give a damn if he’s lying; this time he kisses Atsushi first.)
multilinear: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, g

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-06-07 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: kuroken (or kurosugaken :D)
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: au where writing a word on your (or someone else's) body imbues you (or them) with the characteristics of that word. bonus points if you can add in the connotation of that word instead of the common denotation :D

[personal profile] fickle damien this is not for you
multilinear: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-06-07 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: kurosugaken
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: kuroken are two adventurers who wander into a mystical library, but the real mystery is the beautiful librarian who keeps the grounds.

[personal profile] fickle damien NO
Edited 2017-06-07 04:07 (UTC)
multilinear: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-06-07 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: kuroken
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: after the end of the world, kenma and kuroo tattoo stories (or memories) of what was there before on each other's bodies.

[personal profile] fickle damien i'm on team prince of tennis you cannot fill this
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FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, T

[personal profile] yrindor 2017-06-08 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: character death (temporary)
Other Tags: mentions of apocalypse/war/disaster, supernatural elements (gods AU)
Word Count: 493

***

They watched as the world ended. As endings went, it was fast, unfolding over the span of less than a decade, but to them, it passed in the blink of an eye, and when the ending had ceased and they were the only two remaining, they took out their inks.

It was Kuroo's turn first, and he waited patiently as Kenma covered his skin with stories. The wars that had been fought began at his foot and marched up his leg. The ending had been violent, and its memory bloomed all the way up over his hip, stretching to brush the bottom of his ribs. On his other leg, Kenma recorded disasters—memories of times the earth had shaken and split and swallowed cities and the oceans had risen with great fury and wiped whole regions from the map. Memories of progress and of change began on one wrist and continued all the way to his opposite hand. His back held a menagerie of all the creatures who had ever lived in the world, his neck the record of the alliances they had made. And his chest, centered over the heart, recorded the memory of the competitive spirit of the world that had pushed it to greater and greater heights.

Then it was Kenma's turn, and Kuroo recorded the memories that had not fit onto his own skin. One of Kenma's legs held the record of discovery, the other, the natural wonders the world had created, and the history of inquiry and invention marched across his arms. His back was the companion to Kuroo's, holding the full garden of plants that had ever grown in the world, and his neck held the record of languages. His chest, also centered over the heart, captured the spirit of knowledge that had pushed the world to seek answers to even the deepest mysteries of the universe.

At last, Kuroo finished, and he and Kenma set their hands side by side and finished the story together. They set into their skin the story of themselves, the two gods who had created the world, and who had watched it through to its end. And when that was done, and the memories were shared evenly between them, they too reached their end.

And when the cycle of the universe turned again and they were reborn, they found each other by the two halves of the story recorded on their hands, and together they read the memories inked into their skin and used them to shape a new world.

Then, they set their creation free and settled back to watch it unfold over the millennia. As the centuries passed, the ink on their skin faded as the world took its own course, branching out from the seed they had planted, until, when the cycle completed and the end of the world came again, their skin was unmarked, ready to record the memories of another world before the cycle began anew.
Edited 2017-06-08 00:20 (UTC)
gogoshiki: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI

[personal profile] gogoshiki 2017-06-07 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major tags: Disasters, violence, blood
Other tags: None

Prompt:
NieR AU. The Miya brothers in the role of Devola and Popola! Can be set as their first NieR game incarnations or as they are in Automata.
dynamite: (Default)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI

[personal profile] dynamite 2017-06-07 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
this is killing me

the fact that you can do either game options is double killing me

(I can't write this BUT I TRULY HOPE SOMEONE CAN)
sapphirablue: (Default)

Prompt: Team Nishinoya Yuu/Yaku Morisuke

[personal profile] sapphirablue 2017-06-07 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Terushima Yuuji/Shirabu Kenjirou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: mutilation, damage to the tongue
Other Tags: none

Prompt: AU where Terushima rips his tongue piercing out at practice/during a game and his BF Shirabu comes over to help him recover.
directorenno: koharu and nene (p9) hug (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

[personal profile] directorenno 2017-06-07 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: haiba lev &/ kozume kenma
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: technology

Prompt: au where kenma works in a tech repairs shop and lev is the customer that keeps calling and visiting with computer / phone problems that aren’t actually problems because he’s not good with tech
rielity: (Default)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

[personal profile] rielity 2017-06-07 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
p-penny
aicqt: (Default)

Prompt: team miyuki kazuya/oikawa tooru

[personal profile] aicqt 2017-06-07 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kyoutani/yahaba
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major tags: Sexual content, prostitution
Other tags: none

Prompt:
AU where Yahaba hires a prostitute because he's lonely and wants sex and will do anything once. And that prostitute happens to be a boy with an attitude and a dog collar who is far more Yahaba's type than he has any right to be.
candyharlot: (Default)

Re: Prompt: team miyuki kazuya/oikawa tooru

[personal profile] candyharlot 2017-06-08 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh Shit
nautilics: (\o osamu)

[personal profile] nautilics 2017-06-07 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu &/ Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Incest
Other Tags: fun times with the fair folk

Prompt: AU where one of them is a human, and the other is the changeling swapped with them at birth.

(throwing in that tag and / there if anyone feels like taking it that direction for this AU, but entirely optional!!)
kiyala: (Himuro)

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[personal profile] kiyala 2017-06-07 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: supernatural elements
Word Count: 617

***

Faerie is an unkind place; Atsumu learns that from the moment that he's taken there, snatched from his bed as a child and replaced by a creature who looks and acts like him, but is not. Atsumu sees it as he's dragged through the small gap between worlds, his double watching him go with empty eyes and an unsmiling face, like it hasn't yet learned how to express human emotion.

He doesn't know how long he gives his double to learn; escaping Faerie is just as difficult as resisting the urge to just give in and let it dig its roots into him. The hedge that separates both worlds is not thick, in the grand scheme of things, but filled with brambles that cut his skin, dead branches from a time so far into the past that Atsumu can't even conceptualise it while knowing that those who have captured him are older still. He learns Faerie's tricks, he uses them at first to entertain, to earn favour of those with the power to stop him, and then, when he has the chance, he uses the same tricks to slip away.

At the time, cutting his way through the brambles as they cut their way into him in return, he didn't realise that it was too late.

He's heard stories about this sort of thing; about humans escaping Faerie but going back different. He hadn't believed them when he heard them, too fixated on the fact that none of them would ever return to actually tell their tales in the first place, but he can feel it now as he fights his way back to the place where he belongs. He feels the magic in his veins, weak but still there, changing his blood into something that isn't quite right, twisting him until he stumbles out in his own garden. It looks different for all the time that he's spent away but then again, he's sure that the same can be said of him.

"You," his double greets him, and Atsumu stands his ground and says the name that he's created himself, like ropes, like a cage, learning from his years in Faerie that things have less power over him if he gives them a name and identity.

"Osamu," he says, loud and confident, and the changeling in front of him suddenly feels like it isn't a threat at all.

The first time Atsumu realises that Faerie has changed him for the worse, it's when he grins, wiping his cheek to get rid of the dirt and blood from the brambles. "Do you want to stay too?"

Osamu doesn't understand, but Atsumu shows him the way. It's nice, he thinks, having control over the situation. He hasn't had that for far too long.

There's magic woven into his words as he convinces his—their—parents that there have always been two of them. He holds their gaze, not blinking once as he persuades them, pulling the doubt from their minds bit by bit, until there's nothing left. They listen to his voice because they recognise it; Atsumu can tell that Osamu is quieter than him, that they aren't used to hearing him speak this much, but he pulls that doubt away, locking it away and putting magic in its place.

When they're alone, both of them accepted into the family as twins, as if they've always been such, Osamu regards him silently, his face only a little better at expressing emotion than Atsumu remembers from when he was taken.

"I'm not sure who is worse, between us," he finally says.

Atsumu smiles, feeling Faerie dig its claws a little deeper into his heart. "I'm sure we'll find out."
greenowl: (Default)

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[personal profile] greenowl 2017-06-07 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kawakami Norifumi/Umemoto Sachiko
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: bonus if Nori is a trans girl in closet (at least to her family)

Prompt: arranged marriage au where everything is actually all well. Nori likes the girl she's gonna be married to, she's accepting of her identity etc
kiyala: (Himuro)

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] kiyala 2017-06-07 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu &/ Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Incest (optional, only if you want to go there)
Other Tags: supernatural elements

Prompt: the miya twins are inseparable…… until they're ambushed and one is turned into a vampire, while the other is turned into a werewolf, and their instincts are now telling them that they're enemies
nautilics: (Default)

FILL: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Oikawa Tooru, T

[personal profile] nautilics 2017-06-09 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Major tags: Graphic depictions of violence (mentioned only), self harm (mentioned, not acted on), bodily fluids (blood)
Other tags: Supernatural elements
Word count: 699

i don't know anything about werewolves or vampires

***

Atsumu has always run cold, but this, he thinks, is a whole new level.

He knows that the wind whistling across the rooftop must be cold only because it’s nighttime in the peak of winter. Even in nothing but a thin shirt, Atsumu feels nothing.

The click of the roof door opening behind hi is as sharp as a firecracker to his newly enhanced senses. His ears strain for the tread he knows as well as his own, but catch nothing; Osamu moves silently these days, more than usual, a soundless prowl slipping into his gait when he forgets.

(Forget isn't the word. This isn't something one easily forgets, like leaving your gym shoes at home or skipping a meal from practises that run over-long. There's no forgetting allowed.)

A heat at his back is the first indication he gets when Osamu stops behind him. The second is the hair at the back of his neck tingling and every instinct in him coiling up and hissing, danger danger turn around attack --

Atsumu keeps his eyes fixed on the city skyline, knuckles clenched white in his lap. The night sky is mottled with clouds and smog, the waning moon hidden behind the pollution. After a moment, the heat moves away, and Osamu takes a seat on the edge of the roof. Atsumu flicks a glance at the gaping distance between them, and his lip curls. He runs his tongue over his teeth; the points are sharper than they were a minute ago, and the fact makes him squeeze his hands tighter.

They say nothing, only the sound of the wind howling between them. When it’s the two of them, it’s normally Atsumu who breaks the silence, but instead he turns his head a fraction, angling to observe Osamu.

There are dark smudges under Osamu's eyes, an exhaustion which bows the lines of his body under its weight. The shirt is fresh, but stripes of dirt peak out from under the collar of his shirt, along with darker streaks of - Atsumu inhales, confirms - dried blood.

Atsumu turns his head fully, wrinkling his nose. “You didn't shower?” he asks, incredulous.

Osamu lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug. “I crashed as soon as I got back. I just woke up.”

The first part is no surprise. Atsumu was up all night, a by-product of no longer requiring sleep. He'd heard the front door slip open, then shut, and the ragged breathing as Osamu dragged himself into their shared bedroom and collapsed into bed. The scent of blood had been fresher then, whatever prey Osamu had hunted down in the full moon reeking from his skin, and Atsumu had bitten down on his lips so hard that he pierced skin.

The blood was only a small part of the problem. Stronger still were the whispers that clawed at the edges of his mind, a sharp primal urge insisting that he lunged now while his guard was down, while his enemy was at his weakest, to sink fangs into the exposed line of his prey’s neck and tear -

Atsumu's lips were a ragged mess in the morning.

“Could've showered first before bringing your stench up here,” Atsumu says, without heat. He scoots closer, feet swinging against the concrete.

“You didn't shower either,” Osamu points out, because of course he could tell, and Atsumu laughs, brushing shoulders against his twin’s.

“I don't sweat anymore, so.”

“Disgusting,” Osamu says, and finally, finally relaxes his weight.

Atsumu smiles, and ignores the prick of teeth against his tattered lips.

If he thought it would work at all - if it could fix any of this - he would plunge his own hand into his cold, unmoving chest, and pull out the part which writhes and screams and recoils at the presence of his own twin - at Osamu, of all people - and crush it between his fingers.

(It wouldn't, though. All he would get is a gaping chest and an expression on Osamu's face that he never wants to see again.)

Osamu's shoulder is almost burning against Atsumu's side. Atsumu digs his fingers against his palm, and savours the feeling.
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PROMPT: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

[personal profile] foxrocksthesesocksss 2017-06-07 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov
Fandom: Yuri!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Sugary goodness? Tooth-rotting fluff?

Prompt: Yuuri is a shy but talented pastry chef. Victor is the enthusiastic customer who can't get enough of Yuuri's sweets (or Yuuri).
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PROMPT: team miyuki kazuya/oikawa tooru

[personal profile] nautilics 2017-06-07 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: miya atsumu & miya osamu
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: the p4 take on shadows, feeling attacked by jungian philosophy

Prompt: Persona 4 AU; one of the twins' is the other's Shadow self.

i was going to prompt shadow!osamu but then i thought about shadow!atsumu and really like...either permutation...so. bonus if the non-Shadow really, really doesn't want the other to disappear.
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PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] psiten 2017-06-07 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei
Fandom: Haikyuu!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: Pirates. Sexual implications, no need to follow through if you're not in the mood~

Prompt: The annual council of pirate captains to carve out territories and alliances is a big deal, so Tsukki, a relative newbie on board the Blackwing is more than a little confused that the captain of the Kitty Pryde is spending most of his time trying to plunder *him*.
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Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] dicaeopolis 2017-06-08 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
SHAKES FIST AT YOU... I AM BEING TARGETED

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] psiten - 2017-06-08 20:13 (UTC) - Expand
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PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] sotongsotong 2017-06-07 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kise Ryouta &/ Akashi Seijuuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: puppet boy, slice of life

Prompt: Pinocchio AU of a sorts. Akashi is a marionette maker and Kise is his first living (but not exactly breathing) miracle. He slowly learns to nurture.
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FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, G

[personal profile] hatchbacks 2017-06-10 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: kuroko is the blue fairy
Word Count: 688

***

Ryouta is a beautiful paradox. He is alive but lifeless; he acts and speaks but he does not understand the process. He mimics, cleverly, well, but not well enough. Conversations turn stilted, as stiff as his wooden joints. He is beautiful, miraculous, but still an imitation of life paler than fresh milk. And Seijuurou loves him.

It’s not the same way his parents loved him; though he is Seijuurou’s creation and though Seijuurou has had to teach him so much, he had still sprung to life as a semi-functioning adult. It is difficult to qualify, and every time he does he can’t put his finger on it, but it’s more than simple fondness. It is perhaps because Ryouta is, now, as he is, singing along to the radio with a magazine folded on his lap, the fruit of all of Seijuurou’s labors. He is not only the carving of the wood, the fastening of the joints, the whittling of the face; he is the end result of all the puppets that came before him, crude and completely lifeless. Seijuurou has taught him to read, to speak, to act; he is limited only by Seijuurou’s limitations (which means he can’t cook, either, but Seijuurou can afford takeout every night, and he’d really rather not have Ryouta stand close to a fire).

And his drive, singular, focused, insatiable, burning inside of him, to be a real human—that kind of goal is what makes Seijuurou proudest of him, the part of Ryouta that reflects back best on Seijuurou. And perhaps this is closer to a parental love than Seijuurou had thought (perhaps more like the kind of love from a much-older sibling).

Ryouta doesn’t need to sleep, but he goes to bed when Seijuurou does. Sometimes, Seijuurou thinks of kissing his forehead or his cheek, but that’s bad for the wood. Sometimes, Ryouta seems to almost expect it.

And so they go. Ryouta learns, absorbing knowledge like a paper towel, built to hold more than his wooden shoulders could carry if it was physical, perfecting his mimicry on the first try. He understands more of the words he’s saying; he processes the meaning of waiting for a streetlight or tipping the barista at Seijuurou’s favorite cafe. He begins to express opinions and feelings, not in accordance with Seijuurou but on his own. He likes this TV show; he hates this radio program; he thinks this type of flower smells good. Whatever barrier remains to being a real human, he can’t be far away.

They’re standing in the doorway when it happens, Ryouta helping Seijuurou with his coat while kicking off his own shoes (the worst thing about Ryouta’s growing independence is the bad habits he’s picked up and doesn’t seem to want to be rid of).

“Akashichii...I think I love you,” says Ryouta, blinking like he’s just realized it.

Maybe he has; Seijuurou’s not the best at teaching others how to understand their feelings. When the mysterious blue fairy who had imbued life into Ryouta in the first place appears again, Seijuurou is positive.

“I see you have learned to love,” says the fairy, dull expression on his face.

Ryouta just stares at the fairy. The fairy waves his wand (at least, Seijuurou thinks he does; he doesn’t quite see the motion but then glitter begins to fall from the ceiling).

“Don’t worry,” says the fairy. “It cleans itself.”

When the glitter falls away, Ryouta’s not there; it’s a person, flesh and blood and breath and muscle, gaping at his own hands. He’s got hair the same bright yellow color, long eyelashes, beautiful cheekbones, all of the features Seijuurou had tried to paint on Ryouta’s wood frame.

“Akashichii!” says Ryouta.

Seijuurou looks back to the fairy, but he’s gone already. Ryouta’s looking at him like he’s the only person in the world, and Seijuurou wouldn’t know how to design this even if he was capable. Ryouta reaches for his hand; his skin is soft and warm (Seijuurou had ever-so-carefully filed out the splinters from wood once upon a time). He steps toward Seijuurou, and Seijuurou realizes exactly what he means.
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PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] sotongsotong 2017-06-07 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: gore, cannibalism, limbs, murder, the undead

Prompt: Warm Bodies AU gone wrong. Osamu is a zombie. Atsumu isn't but he goes to any length necessary to make sure his twin stays well fed and well, some definition of alive.
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PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] sotongsotong 2017-06-07 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Himuro Tatsuya &/ Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: gore, violence, gallons of passive aggression, they talk about corpses like it's just another meeting for tea

Prompt: Hannibal AU. Just two beautiful men discussing the finer aesthetics of murder.
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Re: PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] moetushie 2017-06-07 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Y e s.
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PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] sotongsotong 2017-06-07 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu &/ Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: violence, self perceptions, mind fuckery really

Prompt: Fight Club AU. Enough said.