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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 IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T
"This is hilarious," Matsukawa very eloquently states aloud after volleyball practice one Friday afternoon. He is sitting in the very center of the entire changing rooms, legs crossed and gaze directed to the screen of his cellphone.
"What is?" Iwaizumi asks from his locker, tugging his jersey off of his head and craning his neck to try and catch a glimpse of what's caught Matuskawa's attention.
"I'm looking at our school website and they wrote something for us about Spring High," Matsukawa begins.
"What now?" Hanamaki cuts in, looking particularly interested despite the hint of exasperation lingering behind his words. "Wait, don't tell me—Oikawa's fangirls broke into the database and wrote an entire page talking about how good he looks when he's sweaty?"
"Jealousy is such an ugly color on you, Makki!" Oikawa chirps from his own locker.
"Please, Oikawa-san, warn me when you address me. I have to prepare my heart so I don't faint from the attention," Hanamaki replies, monotone.
"It's okay, Makki," Oikawa replies anyway, ever the expert at ignoring obvious sarcasm when it fails to benefit him. "Someday, you'll find someone who thinks you're almost as handsome as me."
Matsukawa stifles a laugh.
"Hey, can I read it out loud?" Matsukawa asks. "It's funny. I think we'll get a kick out of this one."
"Oh, I mean, if Makki is okay with hearing the people compliment me!" Oikawa says brightly.
"Yeah," Hanamaki says with a shrug. "Iwaizumi can negate anything if need be."
Iwaizumi does a salute and Oikawa looks mildly indignant.
Matsukawa clears his throat, and there's a faint smile on his lips that is positively wicked as he begins.
"Aoba Jousai's talented volleyball team took the reins at this year's Spring High, with a concluding overall record of 2 wins and 1 loss against Karasuno High School. Aoba Jousai's efforts are noted and applauded, despite the fact that their win against Datekougyou High School was hardly deserved—especially in terms of looks because there's positively no way that Captain Oikawa Toorew can compare to Date Tech's very own captain and ace."
"Haha," Oikawa says.
"Holy shit," Hanamaki says.
"Did we hear that right?" Iwaizumi asks.
There is a gap in conversation as Iwaizumi and Hanamaki both shove their faces into their lockers to hide their laughter. Matsukawa bites the inside of his cheek to refrain from smiling.
Oikawa looks solemn.
He slams his fist against his locker door.
"Boys," he says seriously, "there is no such thing as a captain more handsome than me."
"Yes," Hanamaki says insincerely, voice strained.
"Absolutely," Matsukawa agrees, swallowing down a laugh.
"Holy shit," Iwaizumi offers helpfully.
"This is not a laughing matter!" Oikawa says genuinely, wearing an expression that the third years lingering inside of the locker room know spell out a terrible time-consuming idea. "It's very clear that there is someone out there who is too jealous of my ability and all-around charm to keep their childish infatuation on the down low!"
"Infatuation?" Iwaizumi repeats, nearly wheezing as he peeks his head out from his locker, teary-eyed and laughing.
"God," Matsukawa says as solemnly as he can manage, "I surely hope they figure out how to register for your fanclub. Maybe they'll find solace there."
"I agree," Oikawa says with a huff. "It's very clear that the person behind this is none other than—"
"Just to make this absolutely clear," Futakuchi Kenji says with an incredulous expression on his face, "you came all the way to my school just to accuse me of hacking into your school's website."
"Yes," Hanamaki says. "Please confess your love for Oikawa-sama."
"You know," Futakuchi begins, ignoring Hanamaki with ease, "I'm flattered you guys think I'm so capable of such a daunting, undoubtedly complicated task! However, I am but a mere high school student who could never find it in him to do such a petty thing!"
Aone clears his throat meaningfully.
"We understand," Matsukawa says. "Oikawa is pretty convinced you're out to get him though."
"Which is not false," Futakuchi says with a flippant wave of his hand, barely paying any attention to Oikawa's offended expression. "I don't have time to do something as tedious as hacking though. I'm not going to say I disagree with whatever that probably brilliant and genuinely handsome hacker wrote on your school page though."
Iwaizumi rolls his eye. "See, Oikawa? He didn't do shit."
"I would never," Futakuchi says with a winning smile that Oikawa thinks pales in comparison to his own on certain days of the week. "In fact, I respect Oikawa-san despite the fact that I do think our game would have ended differently under different circumstances..."
Oikawa gasps.
"Well," Matsukawa interjects before Oikawa has the chance to, "we're going to have to interrogate your giant friend here if you don't mind."
Aone frowns (or smile—no one can really tell).
"Yeah, if he's fine, I'm fine," Futakuchi says with a shrug, crossing his arms and leaning against the entryway of the gym.
"We'll leave Oikawa in your care until then," Hanamaki says.
Futakuchi frowns then. "Why. He's annoying."
"I'm not annoying!" Oikawa replies quickly. "If anyone is annoying, it's you, Mr. Aggravating!"
"Aw," Futakuchi says fondly. "You have a pet name for me, Oikawa-san? I'm a pretty modest guy. I beg of you not to move too quickly."
Hanamaki clears his throat. "Anyway, we'll be back."
This time there's no room for argument. Oikawa and Futakuchi are left alone in the entryway to the gym. There's a forced smile on Oikawa's face, accentuated by the vein threatening to burst at his forehead. Futakuchi looks barely impressed, frequently checking his nails and looking blankly, blandly at Oikawa.
"You're awfully infuriating!" Oikawa says with an insincere laugh.
"How kind of you," Futakuchi replies. "I'm moved by your kindness, Oikawa-san, but I don't think this is enough to get me to join your fan club just yet!"
"Kenji-kun—I can call you that, right?"
"Absolutely not."
"Can I just ask you a question? Very simple one! Even you'll be able to understand it!"
"I'll pass."
Oikawa takes a deep breath and exhales sharply. "Why?"
"A very thoughtful question," Futakuchi says with a feigned smile. "A little open-ended, but I'll tell you anyway. The reason why I'm so handsome is because my mother and my father both have remarkably decent genes and I suppose some god in some distant heaven thought the world was ready for a man as—"
"Kenji-kun!"
"Oikawa-sama!"
The smile on Oikawa's face twitches. "I just need to know—I'm just dying to know... Why do you hate me?" And it's certainly not because Oikawa cares but because he's a scientific person at heart who needs this data for specific reasons no one else needs to know of.
Futakuchi looks vaguely unimpressed. "Who, me? Hate you?" he says, tone flat. "Absolutely not, Oikawa-san. I'm a huge fan and I'd never slander your lovely name."
There are very few instances where Oikawa feels genuinely cornered and he's hardly willing to add this one to the tally. His expression softens and the smile on Oikawa's face grows a little bright, a little less robotic as he beams in Futakuchi's general (and disgusted) direction.
"Okay, then, Kenji-kun," Oikawa starts, "I'm fond of you too! So why don't we make a step in the right direction and go on a date?"
Futakuchi sputters.
"Tomorrow by Sendai Station? How's noon? It works for you? Great!"
Futakuchi sputters.
"I'll see you then, Kenji-kun! ☆☆"
(Aone slaps down 2000 yen on the table and looks solemn.
"Whoa," Matsukawa says, impressed. "2000 yen on them kissing by tomorrow? That's a big bet you're willing to take."
Aone makes no noise but at this point, Iwaizumi has no trouble communicating with his kind.
"He's willing," Iwaizumi says, "and I'll second it."
"Alright," Hanaaki says with a grin. "So 3000 yen on them kissing by tomorrow from you guys and 3000 yen on Oikawa calling Futakuchi's parents to complain by tomorrow from us.")
Surprisingly, Futakuchi does end up at Sendai Station at a childishly planned 12:17 PM. Oikawa is there already, talking to a small group of girls huddled around him and Futakuchi almost makes his escape before he's being beckoned over with a:
"Yoo-hoo! Surly Kenji-kun!"
"Christ," Futakuchi mutters plainly and quietly to the unyielding skies. And it's probably his own fault that a botched hacking job gone way too far ended up with him being dragged unwillingly (by his conscience, maybe) to Sendai on a precious Saturday morning, but he's keen on blaming it, like a lot of other unfortunate things in his life, on Oikawa (who is unfairly bright and unfairly good-looking on this terrible Saturday).
"You came!" Oikawa says, pleased.
"Of course," Futakuchi replies with an obviously fake smile, relishing the way Oikawa almost scowls at him in response. "How could I leave Oikawa-san waiting?"
"Well!" Oikawa says with a laugh that Futakuchi wants to wipe from his memory (or maybe keep, he isn't really sure at this point). "You tell me, Kenji-kun, because you're late!"
"Could it be you were counting down the minutes for little old me, Oikawa-san?"
"Only the best for Kenji-kun!"
In the end, neither of them are really sure how it happens but they end up ditching eating at the ramen restaurant near the station to hole up in the bathroom of Sendai's train station instead, following Oikawa's goading taunts that he'd reward Futakuchi with a kiss if he confessed to his crime and following Oikawa's discovery that Futakuchi was not the type to be taunted and much more the type to act on unexpected impulse.
"This is not how it was supposed to happen," Oikawa says primly, feeling mildly uncomfortable in the cramped bathroom stall, especially with Futakuchi pressed against him.
"What, complaining?" Futakuchi says, licking the corner of his lips with an expectant smirk. "How was it supposed to happen?"
"Well," Oikawa says with a faint smile before pushing at Futakuchi's shoulders roughly until he's the one pressed against one of the walls of the stall. "For starters, Kenji-kun, I wasn't going to kiss you back until you admitted you were being mean because you liked me!"
"Well, Oikawa-san," Futakuchi says with a guileless smile, "there's always room for improvement."
Futakuchi gets a week's worth of detention for hacking into another school's database but also gets an A in his Computer Science elective for successfully doing so. Aone gets 3000 yen.
"Good job," Aone says.
"Be quiet, traitor," Futakuchi says bitterly in response, gaze flickering from Aone's supposedly smiling face to a new text message from Annoying Oikawa-san ☆☆.
Re: FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T
WHY IS YOUR SEIJOU SO LOVELY.. WHY IS YOUR AONE SO WONDERFUL.... HOW ARE YOU SO FUNNY REE
GRGHOGHRHGGHOH IM SCREAMING SO MUCH IM GONNA RUN ACROSS THE COUNTRY AND TACKLE YOU IM SO HAPPY THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUU