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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2017-07-23 07:03 pm
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Bonus Round 5: Clue

Clue


This round is CLOSED as of 7PM EDT on 5 August. Late comments are screened and will not receive points.


Sometimes, all you need are a few little details to imagine something bigger. This round is inspired by a classic board game with a cast of colorful characters, but for SASO your only limits on "who", "where", and "with what" are what you can imagine (and the SASO fandom list, of course)!

This round closes on 5 August @ 7PM EDT. (Countdown Timer.)


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 the format of a Clue mystery - "[character] in the [location] with [item]", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
    • Example: Sawamura Daichi in the teachers' lounge with the Hello Kitty! lunchbox
    • The person in your prompt MAY be a member of your ship, but is not REQUIRED to be part of your ship. They must still be a named character from a SASO-nominated fandom.
    • Your place must be a physical location, not a state of being or a state of being. However, this location is not required to be real, nor must it be from the same setting as the characters.
    • The "item" used must be a physical object that the character can hold or manipulate.
    • Unlike the board game, your prompt is NOT required to imply murder. The scenario implied can be anything at all! (As always, please tag properly!)
    • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
  • Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your Clue-inspired fanwork.
  • Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
  • Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.


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.

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!
wino: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[personal profile] wino 2017-08-02 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: aomine/kagami/himuro
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

Himuro in the shower with a bottle of Aomine’s shampoo.
Edited 2017-08-02 15:32 (UTC)
kiyala: (Himuro)

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, M

[personal profile] kiyala 2017-08-05 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Aomine Daiki/Himuro Tatsuya/Kagami Taiga
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: supernatural elements, consensual possession, demon!Aomine, incubus!Himuro, vampire!Kagami
Word Count: 404

***

Tatsuya smells wrong. It's the first thing that registers when Taiga kisses him; he can't explain it just yet, he just knows that it's wrong. Tatsuya's sitting on his lap, hands in Taiga's hair, tongue in his mouth, and under the familiar smell of his blood, he smells like—

"Daiki," Taiga realises, blinking his eyes open as he pulls away. "You're…"

Tatsuya grins, until he can't hold it in any more and starts laughing. It's Daiki's laugh, through and through.

"You fucker," Taiga mutters, but he can't help his own smile. "Who's idea was it?"

"It was mine," Tatsuya says, and Taiga has no idea which one of them is talking, until Tatsuya leans closer and kisses along Taiga's jaw, adding, "I told Daiki, and he wanted to play. We thought it would be fun."

"You used his shampoo," Taiga huffs out. "Just to fuck with me, huh?"

"That's exactly it," Tatsuya laughs, and it sounds like Daiki again. "It's comfortable, possessing Tatsuya, y'know. It's like I'm just made to be in him, one way or another. Guess we can both be in him, this way."

It's so surreal to hear Daiki's words coming out in Tatsuya's voice, but Taiga tries not to think too hard on it. Tatsuya is rocking against him, grinding their cocks together through their clothes, and Taiga knows what to do.

He lifts Tatsuya up, carrying him to the bedroom and setting him down on the bed, undoing his jeans while Tatsuya does the same.

Except Tatsuya doesn't stay on his back, waiting for Taiga, the way he usually does. He pulls Taiga down and rolls them over so that he's on top, kneeling over him with a predatory look.

"He's going to ride you until you give him all the energy you have," Tatsuya says, but it's Daiki speaking. "And then I'm going to get a share of that."

"This is so weird," Taiga breathes, as Tatsuya leans in to give him the dirtiest kiss they've ever shared, hot and wet and lingering. It feels just as good as when he kisses Daiki like that, and Taiga props himself up on his elbows, chasing Tatsuya's mouth as they pull apart.

"Mm, you're eager, Taiga," Tatsuya hums, and that's all him, down to the fond, teasing smile he's wearing. "Just lie back and let us take care of you, hm? I promise it's going to be fun."
wino: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[personal profile] wino 2017-08-02 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: murasakibara/himuro/aomine/kagami
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: religion

Prompt:

murasakibara in the abandoned church with the crucifix.
wino: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[personal profile] wino 2017-08-02 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: kagami/himuro
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

Himuro on the sidewalk with two steel rings.
ellipsometry: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-08-02 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: kuroo tetsurou &/ daishou suguru &/ yamaka mika (any combo or all 3!)
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
kuroo behind the counter at a sex toy shop with a pair of handcuffs
ellipsometry: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-08-02 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: yamazaki sousuke/kisumi shigino
Fandom: free!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
kisumi on the beach with an abundance of sunscreen
kiyala: (Himuro)

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] kiyala 2017-08-02 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Nijimura Shuuzou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Nijimura in the library with the old photo
hatchbacks: a lime (Default)

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[personal profile] hatchbacks 2017-08-05 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Nijimura/Mayuzumi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 413

***

Technically, phones aren’t allowed in the university library, but that doesn’t stop anyone. If someone’s being disruptive, the librarian will usually tack that onto their list of offenses, but as long as you’re discrete they’ll pretend not to see you. Which is how Shuuzou’s operating right now, flipping through the photos on his phone. Facebook stalking his older classmate is kind of uncool, but Facebook stalking his older classmate who he’s been on two dates with is probably fine. This shit’s all public; Shuuzou hasn’t even friended him yet.

Which, he probably should. He hits the obnoxious blue button and resumes scrolling through Mayuzumi’s tagged photos. A lot of them are taken by Akashi, which just means Shuuzou’s allowed to see them because he and Akashi are friends; they’re regular high school things but still kind of cute, the scowl on Mayuzumi’s face or the way he’s almost ducking out of frame. Shuuzou reminds himself to talk to Akashi about his excellent photography skills at some point in the future, which between finals and his job and (hopefully) more time with Mayuzumi he’ll probably forget anyway, but still.

“What are you looking at?”

Mayuzumi has a way of just appearing, like a ghost out of thin air; it’s not the same kind of creepy as Kuroko, a little bit less intentional but still kind of. Weird.

“Nothing,” says Shuuzou.

“Why are you on my Facebook page?”

“I wanted to friend you,” says Shuuzou. “What, I can’t look at your tagged photos?”

Mayuzumi stares at him, coolly, quite unimpressed. Shuuzou stares back. Two can play at that game, and he’s had enough experience with Tatsuya psyching him out that this doesn’t really faze him.

“I sent you a friend request,” says Shuuzou.

“I see,” says Mayuzumi.

The librarian is glaring in their direction, and Shuuzou hastily turns back to his history textbook. Wars and battles and dates he can’t remember; Mayuzumi pulls out what is definitely not assigned reading for a class and begins to turn the pages (Shuuzou wonders sometimes if he actually reads those things or if he’s memorized them all by now, if he’s so familiar with the genre that he’s transcended actually reading or some shit). They wait until the librarian has busied herself with someone who needs help, and then Shuuzou speaks again.

“Want to grab dinner?” Shuuzou says, as breezily and casually as he can muster.

“All right,” says Mayuzumi, after a pause. “But I’m picking the place.”
ellipsometry: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-08-02 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: terushima yuuji/sawamura daichi
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
terushima outside karasuno high school with an extra jersey
ryekamasaki: (Default)

FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, G

[personal profile] ryekamasaki 2017-08-03 11:50 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Terushima Yuuji/Sawamura Daichi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 644

I hope you enjoy this one!

***

Daichi digs through his bag one more time, but his jersey still doesn’t reveal itself from within the rest of the mess that the bag contains. He frowns, only half listening to what’s going on around him, the rest of the team in various states of changing for practice and goofing off. Normally he’d be closer to ready himself, scolding the second years for being too rambunctious and getting Hinata and Kageyama riled up, but he’s just a bit off today. He pulls out his regular practice shirt instead as Suga laughs and shushes the others, shooing the ready ones into the gym to start stretching.

He’s the last out of the clubroom, and he wonders if he’d accidentally left his jersey in with the regular laundry instead of washing it and putting it away, and he resolves to check when he gets home. Once inside the gym he forgets about it, getting straight to directing them all to stretch and talking to Coach Ukai about what kind of practice they want to run for the day. Apparently he wants a grueling one for the first day back after a long weekend, and by the time they’re done every one of them is panting and worn out. Daichi feels half dead with all that on top of how busy he’d been for the last few days.

His exhaustion disappears as they approach the front entrance of the school, only to be replaced by something a bit like trepidation when he sees someone waiting there, clad in bright eye catching yellow. There’s a slip of a familiar black and orange thrown over one of his shoulders, and Daichi is torn between being grateful that the entire team isn’t there and being very worried that Suga is, and there’s only Asahi to distract him.

Terushima meets his eyes and grins a smile as bright as his uniform, before raising his voice to be heard across the distance between them. “Missing something, captain?”

And if Terushima hadn’t had Suga’s attention already, he sure does now. Daichi can practically feel him vibrate in excitement next to him, and all Daichi can do is sigh and hope that he doesn’t go too crazy. Suga’s voice is considering and playful when he speaks up, and if they weren’t still too far away, he’s sure Suga would be pacing around Terushima appraisingly. “Well, well. Now, what do we have here?”

A smile directed at Suga, and then Terushima’s turned to Daichi, holding out his missing jersey as soon as they’re close enough. “You left this at my place.”

Daichi takes it and stuffs it quickly in his bag, mumbling a thanks. Suga makes a noise that Daichi recognizes as mock disappointment, and Daichi knows if he lets it go it’ll only get worse. “Guys, you know Terushima. He’s my boyfriend.”

Asahi lets out a chuckle at Suga’s interested hum, and Daichi watches him hook a hand around Suga’s arm. “That’s great.”

Daichi nods and decides to take the out that Asahi’s given them before Suga really gets going. He’ll definitely pay for it tomorrow, but he can handle it. “Okay, then, nice talk, see you later.”

Terushima laughs as Daichi practically pulls him down the streets, and Daichi smiles at the happy sound. He can hear Suga squawk behind them, likely at Asahi, but he ignores it in favor of his boyfriend. When they get far enough away that Daichi’s sure they’re not being followed, he slows and laces his fingers through Terushima’s instead. The blush that lights on Terushima’s face is worth the risk of being caught by someone he knows, like the gossipy elderly lady that lives on the corner, even if it means the entire neighborhood will know about them by nightfall. Anything is worth the happy expression that he sees out of the corner of his eye.
kiyala: (Himuro)

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[personal profile] kiyala 2017-08-02 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Nijimura Shuuzou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Mayuzumi in the shop with the three-piece suit
cherrysalmon: (Default)

FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[personal profile] cherrysalmon 2017-08-03 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Nijimura Shuuzou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: alcohol
Word Count: 749

thank u for the bait _(:'3/

***

After all these years, it’s surprising that Akashi still remembers Mayuzumi enough to send him an invitation letter to his wedding.

Scratch that—it’s not surprising, per se, just immensely annoying. It’s the reason why Mayuzumi is here in the mall (instead of at his favorite cafe, or at home reading) last minute, waiting to pick up a new suit. Anything he currently has would be too shabby for the likes of the brat.

(Why the fuck he’s masochistic enough to go through such trials for his f—former teammates will be a question he never wants to answer.)

The store is empty save for several high-schoolers nosing about near the door, and some guy who came in to fix a rip in his jacket. Mayuzumi sits down next to him, settling in to the comfortable leather. The guy’s kind of cute, but nice chairs and hot guys won’t take away the feeling of his wallet being a couple thousand yen lighter. At least, he could read until the clerk comes out again.

“Nijimura-san?”

Mayuzumi looks up, frowning. The guy next to him—Nijimura, it seems—stands up, almost tripping over Mayuzumi’s outstretched foot in the process. Shit.

“Sorry,” he murmurs, going back to his book. It’s not as if Mayuzumi walks around like a human invisibility field anymore the way he does on the court, but like it or not, the misdirection thing seems to be stuck with him for good.

Not like Nijimura seems to have noticed. Mayuzumi watches him pay and leave the store in a hurry, as if late to something. He goes back to his novel, flipping through the pages slower this time.

If there was something about the name that made him pause, Mayuzumi doesn’t really care to think further or it.

-

Until a couple hours later, when Mayuzumi’s arrived—fashionably late, he’d told Akashi, who just smiled in a way that promised divine retribution later—and finds himself sitting across from one Nijimura Shuuzou, former captain of the Teikou Middle School Basketball Team and actually One Really Hot Guy In That Suit, Damn.

“Uh.” He says, as a waiter offers him a flute of champagne to start. Mayuzumi isn’t sure it’s a good idea to drink this early, but then again maybe Akashi had put sedatives in everyone’s drinks to ensure maximum compliance. Or something. He swallows, noticing the comfortably tight fit of the fabric around Nijimura’s shoulders and chest. “So you’re that Nijimura. Akashi…talked about you sometimes.”

Nijimura frowns. “You’re—“

“—The guy you tripped over in the store earlier today.”

“Oh?” His face contorts into something akin to a smile, somewhat embarrassed. “Oh. You’re Mayuzumi—ah, I see what Akashi means now with the K—”

Mayuzumi groans. If shitty nostalgia is what he’s here for (well, it can’t be for anything else considering the group of people congregated on this beautifully manicured lawn, but one can hope) he’d rather leave.“Can we not mention him now?”

Someone walks up to their table and greets Nijimura, they exchange a few words, and someone else a few chairs down shouts out a greeting. Nerd, meet hot popular jock. Mayuzumi wonders if he could get away with finishing the fifteenth volume of A Clockwork Apple before dinner ends, but then he just has to look towards Nijimura again.

“Right,” Nijimura says with an apologetic grin. “Sorry.”

…Why the hell did Akashi make him sit away from the rest of Rakuzan, anyway? Mayuzumi could see Mibuchi and Nebuya laughing over something on the other side of the lawn. It’s bad enough that he’d rather sit with his old team than stew in embarrassment and this mounting, completely random attraction towards another terrible person relating back to Akashi Seijuurou.

Wait.

“Those are his—your old teammates, right?” Nijimura says, indicating towards Mibuchi’s table. “They look pretty nice.”

“You look great,” Mayuzumi blurts out. Nijimura blinks in his direction, and Mayuzumi instantly feels like dying on the spot. “I—I uh, the tailor did a good job with the jacket. Earlier today.”

“What?”

“Whatever,” he mutters, looking away, cursing the fact that his face is probably seventeen different shades of red right now. If he’s lucky, the shitty ambient lighting could hide it for him.

Except when Mayuzumi looks up again, out of the corner of his eye he could see Nijimura looking away as well, the red on his cheeks all too apparent.

Oh.

“God,” Mayuzumi whispers, burying his face in his hands. “I fucking hate you, Akashi Seijuurou.”
ellipsometry: (Default)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-08-02 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: kunimi akira/oikawa tooru
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
kunimi outside oikawa's dorm room with the aoba johsai captain's jersey
limesicle: (Default)

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] limesicle 2017-08-02 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Nanase Haruka/Yamazki Sousuke
Fandom:Free!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: this could be a little angsty, or not, up to you

Prompt:
Sousuke on the beach with Haru's sketchbook.
horchata: (Default)

Fill: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, T

[personal profile] horchata 2017-08-05 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Sousuke/Haru
Fandom: Free!!
Major Tags: sexual content (implied)
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 65 lines


***


mandala

i.
haru swims in the open waves in the mornings when the water is still cold
he takes his jammers, his book, and his boyfriend
and brings them all to the beach, and leaves them on the shore

sousuke is cold, most times, and dries in the salt air
he doesn't know why he goes


ii.
haru is an artist, and everything he does somehow leaves deep impressions
the weight of the pencil he uses to draw
the bend in the floor where he stands to cook fish
the light in rin's eyes when he thinks of the future
the dip in the bed in sousuke's home


iii.
the book is always next to sousuke, even though haru never brings a pencil
sousuke figures haru wants him to look at what he's drawn
so he does

there is almost always water
there is almost always nature
and every now and then, the people haru keeps close
caught with movement and light in graceful strokes true to life

sousuke sees himself, but never quite in full
a hand, an ankle, a shoulder blade curve
the surgical scar ghost-grey along the muscle
in graphite that smudges when he thumbs to turn the page


iv.
he learns about sand drawing somewhat by accident
caught playing in the silt when haru's feet return to shore
haru tells him about the art
pinching circles around the drawing he'd carved with their house keys
together they make one big circle in the sand
and together, with flat palms, they smooth it away


v.
sousuke presses his fingers into haru's bones
his nails into haru's back
his teeth into the meat of haru's thigh
anything, anything, to leave a mark that lasts


vi.
sousuke funnels cold dry grains onto the pages

sometimes he is careful, slow, like the sand is pigment in the lines
and gently he will tip it off and brush away the dust
so there's no grit to mar the smooth white pulp

but sometimes, more often now, the sand he's used is dark,
wet piles packed over the drawings, which warp the paper
and stain the page with moisture
and sometimes ruin the art

haru frowns those mornings
he brings the book back every time


vii.
hold still, haru says
and sousuke pauses, towel on his head
but stands in the doorway, dripping, and naked

haru is using a brush pen today
and sousuke feels something heavy in the air

haru is silent while he works
the brush is so full of thick black ink
there is no sound from the paper
sousuke feels his breathing slow to match
the heavy thing inside him stills

you're worried about nothing, haru says, eyes on the paper
I'm happy here, and you are, too
sousuke doesn't speak at first, but then he says, I am
and haru smiles at his sketchbook and says, I know
and sousuke all at once feels nervous
here in a door in haru's home
with the steps that lead down to the city and out to the water
nanase, he says, I want to stay

haru catches sousuke's eyes now
he has finished his drawing of sousuke's body
he has finished his drawing without looking once

then stay, haru says
and sets his brush down


viii.
come look, haru offers, and sousuke goes
Edited 2017-08-05 22:45 (UTC)
mousapelli: (SASO Team YuraBeka)

PROMPT: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

[personal profile] mousapelli 2017-08-02 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Ukai/Takeda
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: sexual content (printed media)
Other Tags: blushing Takeda, they came from Ukai's store, teenagers passing around contraband material

Prompt:
Takeda in the gym with the dirty magazines he confiscated from Tanaka and Noya.
Edited 2017-08-02 20:21 (UTC)
mousapelli: (Angry Yamaguchi)

PROMPT: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

[personal profile] mousapelli 2017-08-02 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Sugawara/Kuroo
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: jacket swapping, Suga's captain kink

Prompt:
Sugawara in the 3rd gym with Kuroo's team jacket.
ryekamasaki: (Default)

FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T

[personal profile] ryekamasaki 2017-08-04 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Sugawara Koushi/Kuroo Tetsurou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: jacket swapping (sort of), Suga's captain kink
Word Count: 741

Whelp, here we go. I'm sure we can all guess where Suga's gonna take this. I hope you like it, friend!

***

The third gym is still active, if not full, by the time that all the other players at the training camp have retired to eating and relaxing, and Tetsurou takes a moment to breathe. The others are still going, excited and enthused in a way that’s almost endearing, though Tsukishima hides it well. Even Akaashi is a little more outgoing than he usually is, though his face doesn’t really show it much. The others rearrange themselves on the court, ready to start another round of practice, and Tetsurou is just about to walk over when there’s a noise behind him.

There’s a head of silver hair poked through the doorway, and Suga smiles when he notices Tetsurou looking. “Hey there, captain.”

Tetsurou grins, and though his heart gives a mighty thump at the way Suga says it, he tries not to focus on how ‘captain’ sounds coming out of his mouth. “Hey.”

The others notice him then and start yelling from the court, Bokuto and Hinata practically jumping in place with excitement at seeing they have a visitor. There’s a garbled, yelled mess of ‘Suga-senpai’ and ‘hey hey’ and both Tsukishima and Akaashi scold them for being too loud. Suga laughs lightly, like he’s completely used to being exclaimed at like that, and turns back to Tetsurou as he fully enters the room. “I came to see how our young crows are doing. You guys don’t mind if I watch, do you?”

“Not at all. Obviously they’re excited.” He gestures to where Hinata is still cheering on one side of the net, chattering something at Lev that they can’t quite hear, even with his considerable volume. “Make yourself at home.”

He nods at the bench along the wall where they’ve left their things, and Suga smiles before he wanders over. Tetsurou turns back to the rest and claps as he makes his way back on court, and then he’s got his attention fully on the others, evaluating what they do so he can give them tips afterward. Hinata has just scored a point with a fantastic block that Tetsurou congratulates him over when Suga’s voice drifts over to them, though Tetsurou’s not paying enough attention to tell what he says.

Akaashi answers him anyway, and then they’re back to practicing, attention on the ball. It’s a good practice, and when it’s over Tetsurou applauds them all for the good work they’ve done, how much they’ve improved in such a short time. He gets distracted by Lev for a bit, and by the time Lev finally skips out the door at Yaku’s distant yell Tetsurou expects to be the only one left in the quiet gym.

He’s not though. Instead he turns toward the bench to gather his things only to see Suga still sitting there, only this time he’s wearing Tetsurou’s jacket. Suga seems to notice his gaze, and a bit of pink settles on his cheeks as he explains. “It was pretty chilly over here, and Akaashi said I could borrow a jacket, so.” He tilts his head to the side in a move that Tetsurou thinks is far too cute to be legal. “You don’t mind do you?”

“Uh, no.” He tries to pull his attention away from thinking about how good Suga looks in it, and instead winds up wondering how he’d look in his shirt instead. Or maybe the jacket and nothing else.

“…Kuroo?” Suga’s voice finally breaks through, though he sounds a little exasperated, like it’s not the first time he’s tried to get Tetsurou’s attention. He smiles when Tetsurou coughs and picks up his bag. “I asked if you were okay?”

“Ah, yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” He swings the bag over his shoulder and starts toward the door. “Did you need something with me?”

“Oh, yes, captain.” And Tetsurou can’t possibly be imagining that tone of voice, something that he can only describe as a purr, velvety and devious. “I couldn’t possibly leave without thanking you for letting me use your jacket, now could I?”

He wraps his hands around Tetsurou’s closest arm, and looks up with him like he’s a cat that’s just found his next snack. Tetsurou stutters something, he’s not sure what, and that only makes the smirk on Suga’s face grow. He realizes, instantly, that he’s somehow gotten himself into trouble.

And as Suga slowly blinks up at him, he thinks to himself that he doesn’t mind a single bit.
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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] rielity 2017-08-02 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou/Yaku Morisuke
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: more strange vending machines

Prompt:
Kuroo in front of the vending machine with a piece of the night sky.
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FILL: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, T

[personal profile] hyalinee 2017-08-04 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou/Yaku Morisuke
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: magic realism, weird vending machine shenanigans again, yaku sends kuroo a pun maybe via strange vending machines
Word Count: 620

jazz hands but also suggests u put sparkle by radwimps on

***

Kuroo’s always been certain of a few things in life. He knows he’s determined enough to get whatever he wants, but he also know that he doesn’t want anything big or fantastic. He’s happy enough to go to university, graduate, get a job he’s good at and buy an apartment once he’s saved up enough money, maybe a cat or two.

But Yaku dreams bigger dreams than Kuroo does, so he he takes off like a rocket ship, a straight line cutting through the sky and into the darkness of space, steady and unwavering and utterly certain of his path. He gets into the program he wants to and it’ll take him far, far away, light years and galaxies away. Kuroo’s not sure how to feel, his chest constricting with emotions.

I’ll come back one day, he tells Kuroo, the day before he leaves. They’re sitting outside a conbini nursing separate drinks, Yaku with his coffee and Kuroo with his juice. It’s blessedly cool, spring slowly edging into summer.

“Close your eyes.” Kuroo tells him, and Yaku glares just to be contrary. “Promise it’s not gonna be a prank. Really really.” he wheedles. It doesn’t lessen Yaku’s glare. But he does close his eyes after a minute, so Kuroo leans over and presses a small kiss to Yaku’s cheek.

Yaku’s eyes fly open but his gaze is steady and unnerving, hand on his cheek. Kuroo shrugs, because it’s not like this was a secret. They just like to pretend it is, to let this happen in smaller gestures like sitting next to each other, study sessions for university, a drink where none was asked for, bickering and compromise and horrible nicknames, small concessions of ground with each step.

It’s not much, but it’s theirs and well, Kuroo thinks it’s enough, when Yaku turns to see if there’s anyone around before pulling him in for a kiss, a secret for both of them to keep.

--

Kuroo believes that vending machines exist in in between spaces, and even more so when confronted with vending machines like this. There’s none of the standard array of drinks, only labels with words like sentiment, memory, nostalgia, all vague and abstract in their contents. The vending machine glows and promises a surprise for 100 yen, and Yaku’s not here to stop him, so he inserts the coin and selects sentiment, wondering what was likely to appear.

It’s a slim envelope, square and unassuming, smooth waxy paper folded into deliberate shapes. On the other side is blocky handwriting, familiar from class notes and scribblings in the team notebook, a name he hasn’t seen in awhile in the corner.

A reminder I’m always closer than you think.
Yaku Morisuke


The envelope opens easily and Kuroo doesn’t know what to make of it. It one of those impossible things, like the taste memory of summer on his lips, heat and salt and icy sweetness. Stars shimmer gently and there’s darkness in his hands, but it’s barely bigger than a handkerchief, a piece of some distant sky.

They’ve never been much for romantic gestures. Yaku’s got his feet solidly planted on the ground for all that he’s shot off into space, and Kuroo is still practical at heart. He might be more inclined to whimsy, but with Bokuto as a best friend, well. He and Yaku are more like an old married couple than two boys stupidly in love.

But sometimes, they are just that. Two boys stupid in love, even if on the verge of adulthood now, even if far apart. So he slides it back into the envelope with a small smile, because Yaku is secretly a sap and Kuroo is not so secretly an even bigger one.
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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] rielity 2017-08-02 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kageyama Tobio &/ Hinata Shouyou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: bnha AU

Prompt:
Hinata on the UA training grounds with the hero costume.
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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] rielity 2017-08-02 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou/Yaku Morisuke OR Kageyama Tobio/Hinata Shouyou OR Kozume Kenma/Hinata Shouyou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Hospitalisation, implied injuries, bnha au??, nothing graphic please

Prompt:
Kenma in the hospital with the heart rate monitor.
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PROMPT: team miyuki kazuya/oikawa tooru

[personal profile] nautilics 2017-08-03 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kita Shinsuke &/ Miya Atsumu or Kita Shinsuke &/ Miya Osamu or Kita Shinsuke &/ Sugawara Koushi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major tags: none
Other tags: HP AU

Prompt:
Kita in the Room of Requirement with the time turner.
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T

[personal profile] themorninglark 2017-08-05 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kita Shinsuke/Miya Atsumu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Mentions of injury, HP AU
Word Count: 719

i definitely took some liberties with the way time turners work but, TIME SHENANIGANS, THROWS HANDS IN AIR

***

He’s in the centre of the Quidditch pitch, an hourglass hidden in his hands, and for some reason, his eyes are closed.

“Hey,” comes the voice, like it always does. It’s Atsumu. Of course it’s Atsumu. Shinsuke cannot imagine how it is that people can mix up the twins, when they sound so different to him; where Osamu is dark cherries and wine, Atsumu is a honeyed whisper on purposeful breezes, one that always manages to find him when he does not wish to be found.

“Hey, Kita-senpai, hey! Can you hear me?”

Oh, thinks Shinsuke, as he feels Atsumu’s hands come round his cold shoulders, shake him hard. I’ve passed out. So this is what it feels like. Someone needs to tell Atsumu not to be so rough—

His fingers find the neck of the hourglass. His breath comes quick, and shallow, for he knows this will pass soon.

/

He’s in the centre of the Quidditch pitch, an hourglass hidden in his hands, and for some reason, his eyes are open.

“Hey,” comes the voice, like it always does. It’s Osamu. Of course it’s Osamu. Shinsuke had run into Atsumu back in the courtyard, told him to stay well away from this match, for he cannot promise smooth sailing and and a clean win and he’d rather Atsumu not see he and Osamu get bludgered by Beaters, and he can’t do a damn thing anyway while he’s on crutches himself.

“Where’s Atsumu?” he manages to murmur, as Osamu’s slinging him round his shoulders by one arm.

“He’ll be in the hospital wing,” says Osamu, under his breath. “I know you told him not to come, Kita-senpai, but he’ll know. You can’t keep this sort of thing from him.”

No, thinks Shinsuke. I really can’t.

Even as he strives to protect, if not himself, then the people close to him, it seems there are realities he cannot escape. The thought of Atsumu’s worried eyes on him makes him reach again, in search of time, more time—

/

He’s in the centre of the Quidditch pitch, an hourglass hidden in his hands, and for some reason, no one is rushing to his side.

It is unusually dark, thinks Shinsuke, and quiet, to be playing Quidditch. That’s until he takes in the sky, the robe fastened at his chest with the raven’s clasp, and the scent of damp grass all around him. Then the drizzle starts.

He’s gone back too far this time. It hasn’t rained in months. It might be more than months, here and now. It might be before he even met Atsumu; as he peels himself up off the grounds, he looks down at his pin again. He could swear it went missing ages ago. Or—as he realises, now—stolen, by a nimble pair of hands that find their way into his every timeline.

Shinsuke tips his face back, relishes the cloudy rain on his face. In the distance, he sees the lights on the lake light up.

He could leave now, slip this pin into his past self’s pockets and tell him to keep it safe, tell him it’s better if he never goes to welcome the new first years by the lake, but he knows his own mind, and he knows he will take in every consideration and go fulfil his duty anyway.

/

He’s in the room on the seventh floor, an hourglass in his hands, no longer hidden.

It is bare in here. Only a dusty crate for him to sit on, the smell of sandalwood and winter crisp in the air, sunlight streaming in through the loft windows. Shinsuke’s never needed much, when it comes to letting go.

He opens his palms, lets the hourglass fall to the floorboards. It lands softly.

The hairline splinter up its side comes slow, as if the crack itself was trapped in time somewhere, now coming up to the surface to breathe, now finding a place in this reality.

There is no timeline where they do not both get hurt, and fall in love, and both of those things at once, and as Shinsuke leaves the room, he knows he will run into Atsumu outside, again and over again, and they will play a game that ends in broken bones and smiles and kisses on grazed knuckles.

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T

[personal profile] nautilics - 2017-08-05 15:02 (UTC) - Expand
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kise &/(GoM, Aomine, Kagami, Akashi, Kise)
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: i love ensemble pieces/varied reactions, but 1 on 1 is totally good too!

Prompt:

Any GoM in the clubroom with the R-rated magazine that has a nude Kise centerfold.
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Re: PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-08-03 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
......... oh shit
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Midousuji &/ (Onoda or Manami)
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: more Pac Rim AU!

Prompt:

Midousuji in the drift (or in the cockpit) with blood.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Midousuji/Onoda
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: HP AU!

Prompt:

Midousuji in the potions classroom with a blue smoke coming from his cauldron.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Midousuji/Onoda
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: more HP AU!

Prompt:

Onoda in the hallway with the Head Boy badge.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Tomoe & Heath & Kyousuke
Fandom: Prince of Stride
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: HP AU!

Prompt:

Tomoe in the clearing with three Deathly Hallows.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Riku &/ Tomoe
Fandom: Prince of Stride
Major Tags: incest if you go that way
Other Tags: BNHA AU!

Prompt:

Riku in his bedroom with his new Hero License.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Rin &/ Haru
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: slavery
Other Tags: Dragon Age time!

Prompt:

Rin in the Tower with Haru’s phylactery.

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FILL: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, T

[personal profile] hyalinee 2017-08-03 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Matsuoka RIn/Nanase Haruka
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: implied violence
Other Tags: magic, supernatural elements
Word Count: 450

me, with a lot of regret, here--

***

Do you remember once I told you I loved you to the moon and back? Well, I did; I do. I always will.

He finds Haru by the docks, where he usually is. Haru once told him elemental magic was instinctive, best when you were near the elements yourself and able to feel them. Haru’s always done best with ice, but Rin thinks that’s due his affinity for water. He is patient and stubborn in the ways that Rin has never been. Where Rin has often been about action and progress, Haru has always been more content to wait and see, to stay where he is and let the world come at him. And here in the Tower, they are even more protected, even more shielded. The Chantry and the Templars say it is for their own safety, but they all know it’s because it’s the easiest way to control the mages and the spark of potential they hold.

They don’t talk so much, in these hours. These hours are for silence, for companionship, for his hand to thread through Haru’s and wish for more than a life confined to some tiny island and a tower that stretches to the sky. They could be more, he thinks. So he brushes a kiss over Haru’s knuckles and rubs idle circles on the back of his hand, while Haru leans his head on Rin’s shoulder, familiar and comforting.

--

See, the thing about love is that it makes you do stupid things. And boy, did I do a lot of stupid things for you. I still would, you know.

He knows he shouldn’t be here, that it’s not allowed, that this could well cost him too much but he thinks the chance is worth it. Rin’s hardly the first Templar to have fallen in love with a mage, and probably not the only one have attempted this. So he goes down to the basement, to where they keep the phylacteries. It’s not hard really, but he supposes getting in is hardly the issue.

It’s getting out.

The shelves are lined with phylacteries, some glowing, some dim. He wonder how many mages still have their phylacteries here, even after they’ve left the Tower. Many of them are covered in dust and more dust, but the one he’s looking for isn’t too difficult to find. It would be so easy to smash them all, to destroy a system that’s been rotting under his feet since he’s become part of it.

He’s only really here for just the one, though.

There’s nothing special about it, only that it’s Haru’s. So he takes it, and he hopes that he’ll survive long enough to give it to Haru.
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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya AND/OR Imayoshi/Aomine
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: slavery, control, potential dubcon
Other Tags: Dragon Age time!

Prompt:

Imayoshi in the forest with Hanamiya or Aomine’s phylactery.

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PROMPT: Team the Prince of Tennis

[personal profile] fickle 2017-08-03 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Ship: Yukimura/(Kirihara or Ryoma)
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: Dragon Age time!, yes I’m thinking of Fenris’ tattoos, why do you ask?

Prompt:

Yukimura in the bedroom with lyrium and a knife.