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.

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Probably not what you were going for, but… here you go anyway.

Word count: 888
Warnings: Children in peril and swearing, because I have a strange sense of humour and think the levity it adds is hilarious.

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“Kinjou, I thought you said this place was safe!” Tadokoro roared, scooping up as many of their kids as he could grab and bolting for the exit.

This was a mistake. The whole thing was a mistake. The dinosaurs, for one thing, and agreeing to come to this godforsaken island in the first place, and bringing all the kids at once, and why did they have so many goddamn kids?

That was what you got when three single dads decided to become three not-single-anymore dads. Too Many Kids.

“I’d been assured that it was,” Kinjou replied, infuriatingly calm, dragging Shunsuke by the arm even as Terufumi squawked in his ear. “I’ll be having words with my boss later.”

“Sorry Kinjou,” Makishima gasp-laughed, finally catching up with a shocked Sakamichi tucked under his arm like a football. “Your boss just got eaten by the – um, the pterodactyl.”

“It’s a pteranodon,” Junta corrected jerkily, bouncing over Tadokoro’s shoulder. Tadokoro shushed him. “But he was wrong,” Junta grumbled, attempting to cross his arms petulantly.

Kinjou’s only response was: “Hmm. That’s unfortunate.”

Tadokoro would have laughed at the understatement if he wasn’t busy running for his fucking life. “Yeah, sure,” he puffed, “act like this has nothing to do with you.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kinjou’s lips twitch. “I designed the stegosaurus and the hesperosaurus. Herbivores. Blame Manami for the pteranodons.”

“No wonder they’re eating people, if Manami’s the one who made them,” Makishima muttered, and Tadokoro couldn’t help agreeing.

“Papa,” Hajime said quietly, tugging at his collar.

“Not now, kiddo.”

“Papa,” he said again, insistent.

“Can’t it wait, Hajime? Little busy here.”

“No.”

“Do you have to pee? ‘Cause you’re gonna have to hold it.”

“No. You forgot Shoukichi.”

“Oh holy fuck!” Tadokoro came to an abrupt stop, nearly flinging Junta onto the ground in his hurry, but he managed to catch him by his waistband at the last second.

Junta gasped, apparently not at all perturbed by his near-impact with the pavement or the fact that his brother was missing. “You said a bad word!” he accused, then “Hey!” when Tadokoro dumped him onto Kinjou’s back. He deposited Hajime a little bit more gently with Makishima before sprinting back in the direction they’d come from.

“Yeah, great job, Jin,” he muttered, “Leave your kid behind while being chased by dinosaurs, then have to run directly towards the gigantic man-eating flying dinosaurs. Amazing idea. The shit I have to put up with…” He swore and ducked under a swooping pterodactyl – pteranodon – whatever.

“Shoukichi!” he yelled. “Hey, brat, where are you? Shoukichi!”

Then he heard, from somewhere to the right, a muffled but cheerful “Hi Papa!”

He whipped his head around, looking – and when he finally found the violently red-and-orange shirt attached to his happily waving son, his heart nearly stopped.

Shoukichi was crouched gleefully in an apparent nest of grasses and leaves, being guarded by a very large, very vigilant, very spikey stegosaurus. When Tadokoro tried to approach, the stegosaurus whipped her head around to stare at him and grunted threateningly. Her tail swung to the side and Tadokoro stopped in his tracks.

“Uh, Shoukichi, c’mere, buddy.”

Shoukichi looked at him, then up at the stegosaurus, then shook his head. “No.”

Really. Really. Tadokoro was going to explode. “Shoukichi, get your tiny little butt over here right now or I swear to god you will never get a single dessert for the rest of your life.” Shoukichi’s mouth fell open and he just sat in the grass and stared. “Don’t push it, buddy.”

Luckily, the threat of no dessert was apparently stronger than the draw of the stegosaurus, and so Shoukichi hugged her leg – Tadokoro nearly had a conniption – and said “Bye snakeosaurus!” before scrambling to the edge of the exhibit, where Tadokoro reached down to lift him out because like hell was he going to let his son climb over broken glass, safety glass or no.

And then he ran like the devil was after him. Or, you know, a swarm of carnivorous flying reptiles and holy shit was that a velociraptor.

Makishima was waiting on the dock, keeping Kinjou’s boat alongside just by the spring line, but when he saw Tadokoro coming he jumped into the boat, held his arms out for Shoukichi, and then fell heavily backwards when Tadokoro’s bulk landed in the boat beside him.

“Whee!” Sakamichi said, throwing his tiny arms in the air.

“Go!” Tadokoro roared, and Kinjou wasted no time in blasting away from the stupid, killer-reptile-infested island.

“Thank god you have your own boat,” Makishima muttered, patting Terufumi’s back awkwardly while he puked over the side.

Kinjou nodded. “Though it seems I’ll be needing a new job.”

“Yeah, and your stupid stegosaurus nearly gored me.” Tadokoro was absolutely not above whining, especially when his boyfriend’s job tried to kill him.

“Yeah!” Shoukichi piped in, entirely too enthusiastic about his father nearly being speared by a gigantic armoured lizard. “She was guarding me ‘cause I was being the baby snakeosaurus.”

“It’s a stegosaurus, idiot,” Junta grumbled, then pouted when everyone but Hajime ignored him.

“Of course she did,” Kinjou said evenly. “I enhanced their maternal instincts.”

“Why would you do that?”

“Well. I do have a lot of children I need to protect. Just in case something goes wrong.”

this is exactly what I was hoping for and it's marvelous oh my god!
This is perfect thank you so much!!

You're welcome, I'm glad you liked it.

Grumpy Dad Tadokoro and Bratty Kid Teshima are my favourite things.

Bonus Round 2: AUs

Bonus Round 2: AUs

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G