Bonus Round 2: AUs

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Bonus Round 2: AUs

SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).


This round is made for exploration of all those "what-if?" scenarios, like "what if my favorite sports anime was actually a spaghetti western?" or "what if everything was the same except everyone was actually a car?"


This round ends at 7PM on June 27 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

• Submit prompts by commenting to this post with an alternate universe idea, along with a ship from one of our nominated fandoms.
• An AU could be a canon divergence, e.g. "what if [team] didn't win the Inter High in season 1, but [other team] did instead?", or a completely different setting altogether, e.g.s 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, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.

SCORING

These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!

For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)

For fills:

First 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points each

All scored content must be created new for this round.

Etc.

If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

Comments

FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[ennoshita]

no content warnings, 1270 wc.
SORRY FOR TYPOS AND.. THIS.

This is a cruel offspring of Karma trying to test whether Kenma's HP will survive what he's sure is about to be a terrible experience that he will want to burn from his memory forever. He is hardly the dramatic, hardly the type to over-exaggerate things but from where he stands, feet below a tree branch he couldn't reach if he tried his hardest, Kenma cannot help but wonder if this is maybe worse than that Boss Battle he can't beat on Persona 4.

"Get down," he says plainly.

He should be kinder about this, probably, because he's pretty sure if he isn't a terrible case of deja vu might fall about him like an angry swarm of unpleasant things like Kuroo's socks after a long practice. There is very little incentive to be kind, however, when Kenma is standing atop the grassy knoll right outside of their gymnasium, staring up at none other than Lev clinging for dear life to a tree branch outside of Kenma's reach.

"I can't!" Lev yelps.

"Get down," Kenma says, like he doesn't quite understand how someone who's almost as tall as a tree can't manage to hop down from it with ease. There's a blank expression on his face as he tries to recollect the pain and suffering that followed the Cat Escapade with the same tree in question.

"Kenma-san!" Lev all but wails as he hugs the tree with much futility.

It is well past time for Kenma to stop caring, much like the rest of the team (including Kuroo, who had been the one to challenge Lev's stupidity by daring him to climb up the tree in the first place), no longer present to witness Lev's suffering.

"Kenma-san," Lev says quietly, sniffling away what Kenma thinks might be tears, "please use your short legs and jump with all your might to save me."

Kenma frowns. "That's hassling," he says in response. "I'm not Shouyou," he says a beat later.

Lev makes a terribly sad whimpering noise that Kenma is sure he would like to keep private between the two of them. He is quiet for the most part, wondering how much battery life he has on his PSP considering he played it through their lunch break and their water breaks during volleyball practice.

"If I die, Kenma-san," Lev suddenly begins, "I just want you to know that I do like you the most out of our team and I would have taken you on another date if I saw the light of tomorrow."

"What date."

"How could you forget the cat!"

Kenma remembers trying to save a cat while on Lev's shoulders and ending the day with bruises and cuts in places he could not show his parents. His tailbone aches at the mere memory.

"That wasn't a date. Are you stupid?"

"That was a date, Kenma-san," Lev says from his tree branch.

"That wasn't a date," Kenma says sternly.

Lev yells out of nowhere in time with the leaves rustling from his shifting body. "It was a date," he says once he's found his balance. "Or it was supposed to be."

He knows very little about dates and even less about dates with Lev of all people. Kenma is tactfully quiet as he looks up at Lev, who is still hugging the tree like it is his mother, and then down at the grass beneath the soles of his shoes. He seats himself at the base of the tree, back pressing against the tree trunk as he pulls his PSP out of his hoodie pocket and powers it on.

"Kenma-san?" Lev calls out hesitantly.

He has been stuck on the last boss battle for as long as he can remember and he figures now is as good a time as any to use it as an excuse for staying here instead of going home, where he has plenty of other games to play that don't involve him losing fifty times in a row.

"What?" he replies dully, gaze glued to the screen.

"Are you leaving?"

"No."

"You aren't?"

"No."

Lev sighs, maybe in relief, and there is more rustling as Kenma presses the X button rapidly.

"You don't have to wait, Kenma-san," Lev says after quite some time. "It's important for small boys to get lots of sleep so they grow." He is speaking very genuinely and Kenma reminds himself of this to refrain from calling him an idiot for the tenth time today in the past hour alone.

"It's fine," Kenma says in reply. "I told them I would."

"Oh," Lev says quietly, and Kenma can sense that tiny flicker of disappointment lingering in the undertones of his voice.

Another silence lingers between them as Kenma clicks away at the buttons of his PSP and Lev tries in vain to muster up the courage (Kenma can tell by the way he keeps shifting and the leaves keep rustling) to hop down from the branch.

"Hurry down," Kenma says, in what could barely pass as a murmur.

"What did you say?"

"Hurry down," he repeats, and he frowns resolutely as he dies again during the boss battle he knew he wouldn't win anyway. "I'll go on a second date with you... or something."

"What? Really? Kenma-san, really?" There is a dangerous creaking noise as Lev visibly hops in excitement. "No going back! No breaking your promises!"

Kenma powers off his game and parts his lips to say something, to maybe warn Lev against his own stupidity so he doesn't end up losing his balance and—

It happens all too quickly. Kenma barely has the time to stow his PSP in his pocket when Lev's startled yelp processes in the back of his mind and oh, Oh. Lev is... getting bigger? Larger? Closer?

Oh, Kenma thinks in belated shock as not even a yell has the time to leave his lips. Oh, Kenma thinks as Lev's arms reach out to him. Oh. Oh. Lev is... falling.

It is funny how this cruel tree never cuts Kenma any slack, he realizes, as he lies beneath Lev in a crumpled heap. There is very little to say, very little he can say when he's wondering if his bones are broken or how many laps Yaku will make Lev run tomorrow for injuring the setter.

"Kenma-san!" Lev all but shouts, sitting Kenma up before launching himself at him once more in what Kenma thinks is supposed to be a hug and marginally less painful than it actually is. "You saved me! You saved me! You did this for our date, didn't you?"

Kenma huffs, shoving Lev away weakly. "Shut up," he says mildly. "I didn't do anything. You fell."

"Huh?" Lev blinks, watching as Kenma rises with much futility until he's standing on both feet again. "Oh... I did."

"Get up," Kenma says faintly, back turned to Lev as he jams his hands into his pockets. "Let's go," he says right after, because he'll never be Kuroo so he can't manage cheesy phrases like I'll let you walk me home.

Lev follows his orders dutifully and stands beside Kenma, towering over him as usual. He hardly looks apologetic as he tilts his head directly in front of Kenma's face, grin wide and bright on his face.

"Kenma-san!"

"What."

"This was our second date so I guess we have to go on our third one now!"

Kenma looks vaguely unimpressed as he walks ahead of Lev without preamble. "Whatever," he says, pursing his lips in an effort to keep from saying anything else that might embarrass him. "I don't care."

"That's a yes!"

"Whatever," he says again, "sure."