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Bonus Round 2: AUs
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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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!
FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, E
Sorry, I'm complete trash and this turned into an ot3 thing.
1,710 words
“What’s the gloomy face for, Sou-chan?” Kisumi places a tall glass of beer in front of his old friend, leaning forward over the bar, a little too close to Sousuke’s face.
“None of your business, Kisumi.” Sousuke grips the glass, the feeling of cool glass in his hand a familiar comfort.
“Tsk. Have it your way, Mr. Grumpy Cop. Just wanted to know if I could be of use to you.” Kisumi teasingly pokes Sousuke’s nose, running off to serve another customer before Sousuke can get him back.
Sousuke has a tendency to come to Kisumi’s bar whenever he’s feeling low after work.
Or when he wants to pick someone up for the night.
A few times, unable to find any willing and suitable volunteers, Sousuke’s ended up in the small apartment above the bar, where Kisumi lives. In Kisumi’s bed, doing filthy things to Kisumi. Neither of them has fixed partners, so it’s a suitable arrangement to get rid of their urges without any added emotional stress.
But lately Sousuke has been increasingly despondent about his single status.
Especially since Rin declared his love for Haru and his confession was miraculously accepted.
It was easier to pick up cute boys with Rin as his wingman.
But now Rin rushes home right after work to get cozy with his new boyfriend, and has no time to hang out with Sousuke.
Gone are the days where Sousuke and Rin lived out their buddy cop fantasy together, drinking and sharing stories about their most memorable fucks.
Tonight, Sousuke hasn’t even bothered to change his uniform before seeking the comfort of alcohol.
Through experience he knows that he’ll have better luck attracting strays if he’s dressed like a cop, slightly sweating from the long summer day’s labour.
And by labour he means lounging around in a patrol car with Rin, having to listen to him go on and on about Haru’s cuteness.
And Sousuke would literally pour lava in his ear canals than listen to any more of that drivel.
Sousuke’s on his second beer when the door to the bar opens up, and a cheerful voice calls out to Kisumi in familiar words.
Sousuke turns around out of curiosity and finds his eyes land on Makoto Tachibana- volunteer fireman and savior of local cats- wearing a fitted dark blue t-shirt with black skinny jeans.
He looks good enough to eat.
And Sousuke’s suddenly feels like he’s getting real hungry.
Sousuke hasn’t really talked to Tachibana much in the past, thinking him to be a bit of a prude, but he’s always admired the gorgeous man from afar.
He even thought of asking Rin once to set them up on a date or something, but then remembered how protective Tachibana’s friends are of him. Suppose the date didn’t go so well? Nanase would probably rip Sousuke’s heart right out of his chest and eat it in front of him.
But maybe that risk would be worth taking for a shot at watching those green eyes tear up with pleasure, those pink lips twitch and tremble as they called out for Sousuke.
Pulling out his most charming smirk, Sousuke makes eye contact with Makoto, and waves at him.
Perhaps too relieved to find a familiar face, or perhaps because he’s too polite to decline this invitation, Makoto waves back with a small smile and makes his way towards the bar.
He takes a seat next to Sousuke, a little pink in the face, and avoids any further eye contact.
“Hey Makoto. What brings you here? I don’t usually see you around.” Sousuke turns a little towards Makoto, so that their elbows are grazing together.
“Oh. Umm…Nothing really. Wanted to see Kisumi, say hi. You know.” Makoto keeps staring at the bar’s counter, but he doesn’t move away from Sousuke.
In fact, Sousuke’s sure he edges a little closer, allowing their forearms to touch together.
So Tachibana is here for the same thing as Sousuke.
This’ll make things much easier.
“Oi Kisumi! A drink for our friend Makoto here!” Sousuke calls out to the pink-haired bartender, getting his attention immediately.
He brings over a gin and tonic, smiling a very pointed smile at them both.
“Ah, so you’ve already been caught, Mako-chan!” He ruffles Makoto’s hair, winking at Sousuke.
“Eh?? Caught? What do you….Oh…” Makoto suddenly realizes what Kisumi is talking about, and blushes profusely.
Sousuke is ready to punch the bartender in his stupid pretty face when he realizes that Makoto is still very close to him, maintaining the tenuous physical contact between them.
“You know, I keep telling Makoto to let loose a little, play around, have some fun. Aren’t you glad he finally took my advice, Sou-chan?” Kisumi smirks at them both, and leaves them to chat each other up while looking after the rest of his customers.
He’s surprised to see both his friends still lingering at the counter, sharing a beer, after waving off the last of his clientele.
“You two still here, then?” He raises his eyebrows at Sousuke, who is clearly rubbing Makoto’s left thigh, leaning a little too close, whispering something in the brunet’s ear which makes Makoto go red all over.
“Oh, yeah. Ummm. We were wondering if…Could we use your apartment? Just while you clean up? We’ll be real quick, right Makoto?” Sousuke turns to face Kisumi with an expression that’s more of an invitation than a shameless request for using Kisumi’s bed to fuck Makoto in.
“Ahhh. I see. And you’re okay with this, Mako-chan?” Kisumi locks the bar’s door, and walks up to Makoto, taking his blushing face in both hands.
“Oh…Ummm…Yeah…I mean, you and I, we’ve already…A few times, you know…” Makoto mumbles at Kisumi, while Sousuke’s hands lift his shirt up to expose his taut stomach and abs.
“So you’ve already been fucked by our mutual friend here, eh Makoto? Can’t help but feel a little jealous about that. But you’ll make it up to me tonight, yeah?” Sousuke rips off Makoto’s shirt, and faces him.
As Sousuke’s tongue forces its way into Makoto’s willing mouth, Kisumi’s teeth start teasing Makoto’s exposed nipples.
Soon, Makoto is slumped back against Sousuke, his chin and chest covered with the saliva of both his friends.
“Let’s take you to bed, shall we? Before you cum all over Kisumi’s nice and clean floor.” Sousuke presses a palm against Makoto’s denim-covered hardness, making the green-eyed man moan out loud.
Sousuke props Makoto up against him, and leads him upstairs, leaving Kisumi to pick up the discarded t-shirt.
By the time Kisumi joins them upstairs, Makoto is buck naked on his bed, with Sousuke on top, still dressed in his police uniform, rubbing his bulge against Makoto’s stiff cock.
“Started without me then, eh?” Kisumi takes off his own clothes, and steps out of his underwear which is starting to feel painful against his growing hardness.
He takes his place at the head of the bed, his cock extended right above Makoto’s face.
“Mmmmm, sorry Kisumi, he’s too delicious to resist.” Sousuke flops on top of Makoto, pushing their cocks together, and moves forward to kiss Kisumi.
Kisumi helps Sousuke undress, and they kiss again until they’re both out of breath.
When they part, strands of saliva drip down their lips into Makoto’s eager mouth. The brunet smacks his lips, and tries to sit up between them, to share in the kissing.
Kisumi pulls Makoto up by the shoulders, and Sousuke wraps his arms around the brunet’s waist.
Makoto sticks out his tongue, and the other two men lick it tentatively, tasting Makoto’s sweetness mixed with gin and beer. Soon, all three of them are feeling as if they’re melting into one another’s mouths, having lost all sense of distinction.
Makoto’s cock starts twitching with anticipation, and his mind starts going blank with the overwhelming pleasure invading his mouth.
He lets Sousuke turn him around, so that the brunet’s back is facing the teal-eyed man, and moans into Kisumi’s mouth as Sousuke’s lube-covered fingers enter his asshole, getting him ready for the big throbbing cock that’s currently poking his left butt cheek.
Makoto doesn’t resist at all when Kisumi grabs him by the hair and pushes the brunet’s mouth onto his cock.
Makoto’s already familiar with the taste and shape of it, having sucked Kisumi off a few times before. But he doesn’t want Sousuke to know that, really. Though he can’t explain the reason to himself.
He takes Kisumi’s cock deep into his throat, almost choking on it, and then lets it out with a gasp seconds later, as Sousuke enters him from behind.
It’s all Makoto can do to cling on to Kisumi as Sousuke thrusts inside him, slapping his ass every few second.
“Don’t ignore Kisumi’s cock Makoto, or you’ll get punished even more.” Sousuke slaps both his butt cheeks one after the other, and Makoto takes Kisumi back into his mouth.
Trapped between two very attractive men, both of whom Makoto happens to be rather fond of, is a dream come true for him.
In fact Makoto was the one who suggested they use Kisumi’s room in response to Sousuke’s subtle proposal for a one-night stand.
Makoto is so turned on that doesn’t really need anyone to touch his cock to cum. Sousuke’s cocks is exploring his insides, until it finds the right spot, and thrusts right at it. He pulls out of Makoto just in time, gushing his seed all over Makoto’s perfect back.
Kisumi grabs him by the hair again, and pulls him off before cumming all over Makoto’s face.
Makoto falls onto bed, completely spent, and feels Sousuke and Kisumi collapse on either side of him.
Sousuke is still hungry for more kissing, only this time he ignores Kisumi and pulls Makoto towards him, making the brunet face his way.
Makoto feels himself getting hot and bothered again as Kisumi gently licks Sousuke’s cum off his back.
After the second round, with Sousuke still topping Makoto, and Kisumi sucking him off, Makoto’s head goes completely blank, filled with a white haze.
As he falls asleep sandwiched between Sousuke and Kisumi’s sweating bodies, all three men smelling strongly of sex, Makoto thinks he wouldn’t mind repeating this once in a while.
Re: FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, E