Bonus Round 1: Memory

[referees]

Let's start our summer by looking at the past—things that happened in canon, or maybe in an AU, or maybe just as wishful thinking...


This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 9 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

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! You prompt should consist of one scenario beginning with the phrase "Remember when", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from our list of nominated fandoms.
  • Your prompts can take the form of recalling canon facts/events ("Remember when Nozomi and Eli got parfaits after school?"), non-canon events ("Remember when Megumi and Jin met at the Tadokoro Family Reunion?"), or somewhere in-between ("Remember when Bokuto and Kenma first met?"). Headcanons and AUs are welcome!
  • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Rei & Nagisa). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Rei/Nagisa). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
• Post fills by leaving a responding comment to a 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:



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



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PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[katsukat]

Imaizumi Shunsuke/Naruko Shoukichi & Onoda Sakamichi, Yowamushi Pedal

no tags

Remember when Onoda invited Imaizumi and Naruko to an anime convention and they came cosplayed as Naruto and Sasuke and that's how he found out they were dating.

Re: PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[dynamite]

I'M CRYING THERE ARE ACTUAL TEARS IN MY EYES

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[volleybird]

Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru or Iwaizumi&Oikawa; Haikyuu!!
no tags

Remember when Iwaizumi was a penguin? (Here's some art for inspo im crazy about iwapeng)

Fill: Team Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei, G

[beltenebra]

Tags: brief mention of a real person, Hockey/Figure Skating AU
780 words

I took some creative license with this and made Iwa-chan a Penguin instead of a penguin. <.<


Oikawa finished his short program routine with a flourish, if they had timed it right his alloted rink time should be just about up. As he skated off to the bench he saw the next skater glide off to start their own practice. He plopped down on the bench, rifling through his bag for his phone before he even started to loosen the laces of his skates.

His coach Nadia gave him an unimpressed look: “Notes, Tooru.”

“Just let me check the score. Two seconds!”

She rolled her eyes but let is slide.

He checked the top of the page first – just the score and the current time left in the period: they were leading one to zero with three minutes left in the first period. Good. Then he scrolled down to let the streaming video kick in. His excellent timing was rewarded – Iwa-chan was off the bench and bee-lining to the Sharks zone just in time to catch the puck off a D-man's stick and flick it over to their captain who buried it in the net as the home crowd went crazy.

“Crosby with a beautiful goal, padding the Pens lead with just two left in the first period! That'll be an assist for Iwaizumi – the rookie's third assist in the playoffs so far.”

“Yes!” He allowed himself a moment of celebration before locking his phone and heading over to Nadia. Iwa-chan was doing his job, time for Oikawa to get back to work.

He can't remember whose idea it was to take them ice skating in the first place. Ice rinks were not very common in Japan but they just happened to live near the biggest one in Miyagi. They were quite young the first time but Oikawa remembers it clearly. The ice was so wide and scary until the first moment he got his feet under him and glided properly for five or six whole feet before losing his balance again. But Oikawa was hooked immediately – it felt like flying. When they left that day his first thought had been: again!

Iwa-chan had been a little less enthusiastic at first but gamely followed Oikawa into his new obsession. Luckily for them they both seemed to have a lot of natural skill. Throw in their competitiveness and they were off. Oikawa had known early on that he wanted to be a figure skater, Iwa-chan loyally accompanied him to classes for a few months but he was more interested in seeing how fast he could go. In their first year of lessons, the rink schedule changed and youth hockey practice was moved to the time slot right after theirs. Oikawa couldn't possibly have missed the way Iwa-chan lit up the first time he saw the team take to the rink for scrimmage.

For a while Iwa-chan kept up their shared lessons along with hockey practice but it quickly became clear that he had the chance to be good enough that he needed to focus only on hockey. Oikawa had been a little sad but they could still go to the rink together for practice and go home together after. He definitely thinks Iwa-chan's years of figure skating have improved his game, he's a more nimble skater than many in the league. Oikawa knew he had it a little easier than Iwa-chan. Professional figure skating was a much more established road in Japan than hockey. But he knew Iwa-chan was made to play with the best.

There were so many moments that led them here. Iwa-chan moving to the States to play Junior hockey, his first international competition, Iwa-chan's NHL draft, his first medal. They were both based in the US now – they shared a house in Pittsburgh when they weren't on the road. Their practice and competition schedules overlapped just enough to keep Oikawa from missing Iwa-chan too much, and as Iwa-chan pointed out frequently, he could still annoy him over Skype with the added bonus that Iwa-chan couldn't smack him for it.

Oikawa went through technical notes with his coach and tightened his skates to go back out for open rink practice. He had finally mastered that tricky quad axel into the triple toe loop combo but there was no such thing as too much practice.

He smiled fondly as he squeezed the plush penguin charm Iwa-chan had snuck on his bag last week for luck, emblazoned with Iwaizumi's number 4 and sporting his trademark spiky hair. He would medal at the Worlds and Iwa-chan (and the rest of the Penguins too he supposed) would win the Stanley cup and they would be the best. Just like they planned.

Prompt: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya

[catzuya]

miyuki kazuya/sawamura eijun , daiya no ace

No tags

Remember when Sawamura asked for their nails to be painted to match?

;) matchy misawas!!

FILL: Team MIYUKI KAZUYA/SAWAMURA EIJUN, G

[starrwinter]

No tags
Word count: 1240


It was getting hard, extremely hard for Eijun to concentrate with the sight in front of him day in and day out. The scenery of one Miyuki Kazuya, grin wide and full of promises with beauty far too distracting to not be a hinderance; pitches thrown wild constantly into the dirt or making Miyuki stretch above his head.

“What is with you today Sawamura? You couldn't hit a spot if I painted a giant target on the side of one of the equipment sheds,” Miyuki chuckled. Eijun not finding his joke in the least bit amusing, still trapped in thoughts of Miyuki’s intense eyes behind the plate.

“Please stop with the teasing Miyuki-senpai. For some reason, I'm having a hard time seeing your signs… your mitt.”

And Eijun’s words were true, in a way, even if the distraction was of his own imagination’s design.

He heard Miyuki’s sigh from across the bullpen, heels digging into the dirt as he pushed up to remove his helmet. “If that's the case then we’re done for the day.” Miyuki starting to remove his gear which threw Eijun into motion.

“No wait! I can pitch a lot more than that!” He whined just a little, knowing how few and far between his catching sessions with Miyuki had been lately with focus still aimed squarely on supporting the ace’s shoulders.

“Remember that rest is also important Sawamura. If you're constantly off today pushing even harder isn't going to do you any good.” Miyuki scowling slightly as he pulled off his leg guards and chest protector. “Go stretch and ice your shoulder, eat, have a shower but- come see me in my room later. We’ll see what we can do about your focus.”

Eijun standing with his mouth slightly open, not able to move until Miyuki threw a snicker over his shoulder through the exit gate. See him later… I wonder why…


It bothered Eijun throughout the remainder of the afternoon and early evening. Doing everything Miyuki told him with stretching, icing, eating supper slowly, before soaking his tired muscles in the bath, dragging himself to Miyuki’s room to see just what was on the catcher’s mind as a solution to his focusing issues.

He made his way up the stairs to knock on the door softly, hearing Miyuki’s acknowledgment to come inside.

“Sorry for the intrusion.” Eijun slipping off his shoes at the door before finding Miyuki sitting at the low study table, book in his hands and a few items laid out on the top.

Eijun noticed a few bottles of bright colors lined up on the table, nail file and clippers beside them. Miyuki turning a page in his book, nails shining with a clear protective coat as he marked his place before setting it aside.

“Come over here Sawamura.” Miyuki patting the cushion beside him as Eijun huffed and then joined him at the table, Miyuki pulling forward all the bright colors he had laid out. “So, which one would be the easiest for you to see?”

Eijun weighing the options, going against yellow because of Miyuki’s glove and green due to the field, settling easily on a neon orange before nodding his head in approval.

“Alright orange it is then.” Miyuki putting the other colors aside before looking down at Eijun’s nails. “And I think you could use a little manicure yourself.” Snatching up Eijun’s hands to see the leftover dirt embedded under his nails.

“Bah I'm fine! You don't have to worry about me-“ Eijun cut off with a yelp as Miyuki pulled him slightly off balance, digging out the nail polish remover to get rid of any remnants of his last protection coat.

“Do you want to end up like Furuya did in his first-year? Unable to throw for two weeks because of an easily avoidable nail injury?”

Eijun pouted back. He could see Miyuki’s point, but still taking care of them was such a hassle that he would rather spend the time on something (anything) else. Then he remembered the sour mood of Furuya forced to run for two weeks straight with no pitching, his own first-year flashbacks from the start of the year coming back as he shuddered at the very thought of having to go back to that regimen over something so minor as taking care of his nails.

“You're right, I’ll be good and take better care of them in the future.” Eijun holding out his hands without protest as Miyuki swiped off the last of his old polish. Cleaning out his nails and filing them before nodding in approval.

“There good to go so you can put on a new coat of polish.” Miyuki pulling away to test that his own nails were fully dry.

“Miyuki-senpai would you mind…” Eijun slightly embarrassed to ask, “Could you please put on the clear-coat too? I always do such a terrible job of it and I think that's why I hate doing it on my own.” Feeling his face heat up at the request, blush rising at the thought of Miyuki’s touch once again against his skin.

“Since you asked so nicely.” Miyuki chuckled, opening the bottle and quickly getting to work on coating each nail thoroughly. Eijun being careful not to meet Miyuki’s eyes, choosing instead to watch him work.

“Say Sawamura, why were you having trouble seeing my signs today and my mitt? Is your vision getting blurry at all?” Undertone of worry easy to hear with just a hint of the normal snark in Miyuki’s question.

“No that's not it at all it’s just…” I got lost staring into the intensity of your eyes and wasn't able to focus on anything else. He wanted to say, but knowing Miyuki didn't feel the same. Staring as he finished up coating the last nail before re-capping the bottle.

“Sawamura-“ Miyuki reaching to clasp his fingers around Eijun’s, curiously turning them from side to side, “look at me for a second.”

Eijun resisting, knowing that Miyuki might see through him and scared of the outcome to their battery once his true feelings were bared on the table. Shivering as Miyuki’s hand lightly touched his chin, giving in to stare Miyuki directly in the eyes.

“Don't think I didn't notice Sawamura, I'm pretty sharp after all.” Sawamura shocked at how close Miyuki was to him suddenly at the table, leg pressed against his own, leaning even closer before pausing to widen his smirk, “I knew your vision wasn't the reason you kept throwing pitches off course all afternoon; your burning eyes gave you away.” Miyuki not wasting anymore time before leaning in the rest of the way.

Eijun freezing in shock before slowly responding to the warmth of Miyuki’s lips, searching, questioning against his touch before melting; Miyuki’s actions all the answers to his unspoken questions.

They parted after a while, Eijun feeling just a little fuzzy as warmth spread in his belly, Miyuki looking just as satisfied as they grinned at each other.

“Well just in case I'll paint them orange anyways, can't have a repeat of today can we?” Miyuki grinned, opening the bottle before starting to apply the neon orange color to his nails.


The team a little confused the next day by Miyuki’s shocking nail color, but realizing quickly it was to call plays to the pitchers. Even more puzzled by Eijun’s matching nails, Miyuki grinning with each flash of orange towards home plate.

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[katsukat]

Bokuto Koutarou & Kuroo Tetsurou, Haikyuu!!
no tags

Remember when Bokuto and Kuroo spent the day quoting Spongebob lines and everyone else had to suffer through it.

Re: PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[starrwinter]

Oh gosh... all of this!

Akaashi/Kenma: we're not tossing to you anymore...

PROMPT: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi

[parasolghost]

Kuramochi Youichi/Sawamura Eijun, Daiya no Ace

Remember when Kuramochi realized that his roommate was actually kiiind of pretty and realized that he might have a crush?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[katsukat]

Hiruma Yoichi/Anezaki Mamori, Eyeshield 21
no tags

Remember when Hiruma tried everything to intimidate Mamori and failed every time.

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, T

[phantomwised]

Warnings: None
(t rating for Hiruma's mouth)
1385 words

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Nothing.

Hiruma chews angrily on his bottom lip as he flips through his black pocketbook, rereading the pages for something he knows isn’t there. He remembers everything he’s ever written in that damn thing, but there is no way, absolutely no fucking way that he’s managed to overlook something so critical.

There is nothing in his blackmail book regarding Anezaki Mamori.

The clubroom is empty, and it’s either the fact that technically classes are still in session or the sheer amount of murderous aura surrounding the quarterback that’s steering the rest of the Devil Bats away. Hiruma kicks his feet up onto the table, tapping his nails against his thigh in a jittery rhythm.

What a stupid oversight. Hiruma Youichi doesn’t make stupid oversights. He is calculated, he is methodical, and most of all, he is ruthless. In his two years at Deimon he’s collected dirt on every faculty member, every student, hell, even any snot-nosed middle schoolers who even looked like they were considering enrolling at Deimon High.

Yet somehow he’s managed to overlook the football team’s headstrong second-year manager. This wouldn’t be a problem, he thinks with a brief flash of annoyance, if Anezaki was anything like the rest of the girls at school. Hiruma Youichi is someone to be feared, someone spoken about in hushed whispers and looked at with terror; never has a girl (or a guy, for that matter) stood up to him like she does.

Never has someone dared to get in his face like this fucking manager.

Pushing himself to his feet, Hiruma tucks his book back into his pocket.

Fine.

He’s never been opposed to playing dirty when he has to.

+++

“Oi, fucking manager!” Hiruma snipes as he unbuckles his helmet, jogging off the field to where Anezaki is handing out water bottles to the rest of the team.

She gives him a cold look at the nickname, as usual, and nearly tosses his bottle directly at his face, “I’ve asked you to stop calling me that, Hiruma-san.”

“Tough shit.” He takes a long pull from the bottle, squeezing some into his unruly hair for good measure before lobbing the bottle back at Anezaki in an equally aggressive way. “You were hardly watching the field this quarter. We don’t need you here if you’re gonna be fucking useless.”

He makes sure to stand too close, nearly looming over Anezaki and flashing his teeth in what he knows is not a friendly grin. Instead of shrinking away, Anezaki turns her head, scanning the sidelines. Hiruma bites back an annoyed hiss, knowing what’s coming next.

“You haven’t seen Sena anywhere, have you? He said he was only going to get batteries for the camcorder, he should’ve been back by now.”

“I told fucking manager number two to go right into the bleachers to start filming,” Hiruma lies easily, not missing the way ’Eyeshield’ flinches where he stands on the other side of the bench, “He can damn well make himself useful since he’s the dumbass that forgot the batteries in the first place.”

Predictably, Anezaki stiffens at that, fixing her eyes back on the captain with a harsh glare, “Don’t,” she begins, pressing a palm flat against Hiruma’s chest and pushing him back with surprising force, “Talk about Sena like that.”

With that she turns, walking away to gather the water bottles and towels from the rest of the team, completely unaffected by Hiruma’s attempted intimidation.
He scowls. This isn’t going to be as easy as he thought.

+++

Three months. Three fucking months and nothing was working.

Physical intimidation? Nope. Either the girl is actually blind or she has a startling lack of self-preservation when faced with claws and fangs.

Verbal abuse? That ship sailed so long ago that every Devil Bat must have become immune to Hiruma’s particular vocabulary by now. And though Anezaki rarely cursed back in response, her retorts were scathing to a point where she didn’t need to.

Guns? The bitch deflected bullets with her clipboard like it was nothing. He was really going to have to invest in some heavier artillery if he wanted to maintain his intimidation factor on that front.

Physical violence? Hiruma’s a bastard, sure, but he isn’t a monster, regardless of what others might say. Besides, physical force is hardly his brand. Who needs to resort to a fight when you can scare anyone into doing anything you want?

Anyone, he supposes, except fucking Anezaki Mamori.

Groaning, Hiruma scratches his hands through his hair, raking his claws against his scalp. Cerberus hops off his lap with a disgruntled growl, clearly annoyed at being disturbed from his nap by Hiruma’s antics. The dog growls again, and Hiruma digs a treat out of his blazer pocket and tosses it for the mutt to chase.

As much as he hates to admit it, the past months of bickering and (failed) intimidation with Anezaki have been fun. He hadn’t realized how thrilling it would be to have someone who wouldn’t be easily cowed by his threats.

“Fuck.” He breathes, leaning back and digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. He’s in trouble. He’s enjoying this. Honestly enjoying butting heads with this tiny, headstrong, take-no-shit manager.

It’s more than just the arguing. It’s her wicked grin when they come up with the perfect strategy to outwit a stronger team. It’s the anger in her eyes when she yelled at him about letting Sena play running back. It’s the way she memorized every one of his Devil Bat play cards. The way he memorized each of her sign language signals in return.

Huffing a sigh through his nose, Hiruma stares up at the white ceiling of the clubroom.

He’s so, so fucked.

+++

“Hiruma!” Anezaki calls out to him as he walks back to the team van post-game, intent on reviewing the videos of their plays. He glances at her over his shoulder (when had the honorific been dropped from his name? Had it been weeks? Months?), seeing her jogging after him with her clipboard still in hand.

“Hah?”

“Don’t ’hah’ me, you reinjured your ankle on that last blitz, I can see you limping.” Her gaze is as analytical as ever, but it’s impossible to miss the worry underlying her words, “You should have called a timeout and let me wrap your foot.”

(She knows very well that Hiruma would never have called a timeout for his own injury. He’d rather be carted off the field on a gurney than show the captain’s weakness to the opposing team.)

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he bares his teeth at her in a sharp smile as he opens the back of the van, “And we won in the end, so I don’t know what you’re so worried about, fucking manager.”

Anezaki smacks the back of his head with her clipboard for that, sighing as though she doesn’t know why she expected any different. Sometimes Hiruma thinks she knows a lot more about him than she should, than he’s comfortable with her knowing.

“Sit.” There’s no room for argument as she points to the chair in the van, pausing only once to throw him a look as she digs the first-aid kit out from the desk under the television monitors.

Hiruma flops into the seat, untying his turf cleat and easing it off of his (admittedly swollen) ankle as Anezaki returns with a roll of sport tape. She doesn’t make a face as she gently grabs his foot, even though it must smell less than pleasant after playing a full game.

“You really should take better care of yourself.” She rips the first line of tape off. “I told you, you’re the last one on this team that can get injured.”

“I’m fine.” There’s a lot less snark in his voice than he wants, and he smirks again before he speaks, “You worry too much, fucking manager.”

Anezaki retaliates by sticking a strip of tape to his shin and pulling hard, ripping the hairs out of his leg. Hiruma howls out a curse and jerks his foot away.

“Someone has to worry about you, fucking captain.” She meets his eyes, steady and unwavering as ever.

Hiruma laughs.

He’s not sure what he ever would have done if Anezaki was scared of him.
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Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

[doxian]

Teshima Junta/Toudou Jinpachi (yowapeda)

no tags

remember when Toudou got a crush on Souhoku's other-other climber and showered him with compliments?

Re: Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

[hapaxlegomenon]

DAMMIT DOXY

PROMPT: TEAM SAWAMURA DAICHI/SUGAWARA KOUSHI

[dokuhan]

Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi (haikyuu!!)
Alcohol and drinking, disease


Remember that time Daichi got drunk at the Kyary Pamyu Pamyu concert and Suga had to spend the entire next day taking care of his hungover ass?

FILL: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, T

[underscored]

442 words
alcohol, puns

my name is wei. for this reason, kyary ruined my life.

It is bright out that morning; light filters through the window, casting shadows on his boyfriend’s face as he shifts slightly in their shared bed. Suga walks up to him, pressing a soft kiss on his forehead, whispering a “Good morning, starshine,” into his ear.

The groan that emits from Daichi is a good sign that his morning is neither good, or starshiny. A soft cackle emits from Suga’s lips.

“Someone’s cranky,” he says, watching as Daichi lets out another sound akin to the cry of a dying whale. Daichi grumbles underneath his breath, reaching out from underneath the blankets and giving Suga the finger. Suga laughs, mind flashing back to the events from the night before.

They’d somehow found themselves at a Kyary Pamyu Pamyu concert. Daichi had decided that he wasn’t drunk enough for this. Suga had reckoned that his boyfriend was a heavyweight from previous experience, so he didn’t know just how much Daichi had to drink, but he was screaming and jumping up and down and yelling that he’d like to stick some of Kyary’s “Candy Candy” up his nose. Suga, on the other hand, had some semblance of self-restraint.

It was more fun to laugh at Drunk Daichi than to be drunk himself. Prioritizing was important in relationships—and this is where Suga’s lie.

This does, however, mean that he has to take care of Hungover Daichi right now, which is a fair trade-off considering the Snapchats of Daichi he sent and the video receipts he’d be able to pull on his boyfriend for months to come. Suga grins, popping out the door, turning back to Daichi and flashing him a peace sign.

“I’ll get you something to drink! Just wait a minute, I’ll be pon the wei,” he says, putting extra emphasis on the two words reminiscent of the worst (or best?) song that Kyary has ever made. The catchy melody plays in his head as he runs over to the kitchen and pours Daichi a glass of water, grabbing some Advil for his boyfriend on the side. He rushes back up to his ailing boyfriend, who has somehow managed to crawl upright. At least that’s an improvement.

“Here you go,” Suga says, handing him the pills and his drink. “You’ll be just fine.” He waits for Daichi to take his medicine and finish his drink before continuing to speak. “Or as Kyary would say… Don’t worry, this Kira Kira Killer headache isn’t going to get you down.”

Suga lets out an ungraceful snort as Daichi swats at him, missing his mark completely. This is going to be a wonderful day: Suga can already feel it.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[snowysatoru]

Haiba Lev/Yaku Morisuke (haikyuu!!)

remember when yaku accidently snapped at lev when lev was attempting to cheer him up during practice after yaku had a shitty day?

Prompt: team Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei

[hqqt]

Miyuki Kazuya/Miyuki Kazuya (daiya)

Tags: optional sexual content, very optional violence

Remember when miyuki cloned his brain into an android and they spent a productive evening together. And then probably they tried to kill each other but them's the breaks.

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[redamaranth]

Kuroo Tetsurou & Oikawa Tooru Haikyuu!!
no tags

Remember when Kuroo and Oikawa worked at the same haunted house one Halloween season?

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[redamaranth]

Sanada Shunpei/Miyuki Kazuya Daiya
sexual content

Remember when Sanada challenged Miyuki to a 'friendly' go-kart race? Remember the raunchy bet they made before the race started? Remember what happened afterward? ;)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[kitaiichis]

sad mooing noises,,,, i can't fill this and i am Sad

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[junesequinox]

Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Remember when Sousuke and Makoto were on their first date and Sousuke walked Makoto home, then shared their first kiss on the Tachibana household's porch?

Re: Prompt: Team Grandstand

[bingualien]

//SQUEALING// JESS I LOVE THIS

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[junesequinox]

Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Remember when Makoto and Sousuke were rival superheroes, and Makoto was sidelining as a barista in a coffee shop in the day with Sousuke coming in as a regular (who absolutely isn't crushing on his barista)?

Re: Prompt: Team Grandstand

[bingualien]

OuO RIVAL SUPERHEROES.....I WANT TO DRAW THEM IN SUPERHERO TIGHTS

PROMPT: TEAM ALDINI TAKUMI/YUKIHIRA SOUMA

[intricacies]

kageyama tobio/oikawa tooru, haikyuu!!
please listen to this or look at the lyrics and get feelios like me... AUs are definitely welcome too!!

Remember when you could be king again?

Re: PROMPT: TEAM ALDINI TAKUMI/YUKIHIRA SOUMA

[arsenicjay]

UNHAPPY YELLING THIS SONG KILLS ME AHHHH. (have you ever seen the hotarubi no mori e AMV with this song because honestly, i could be in tears)

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[redamaranth]

Yuki Tetsuya/Fujiwara Takako Daiya
possible sexual content

Remember when the team went to the beach and during the bonfire that night Tetsu and Takako snuck away from the group for some time alone?

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[redamaranth]

Kawakami Norifumi/Shirasu Kenjiro Daiya
no tags

Remember when Nori stressed about having Shirasu over for dinner for the first time? He burnt the garlic bread and had to open all the windows in the middle of winter to try to get rid of the smell. As he opened the last window.... ~ding dong! Shirasu had arrived!

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[pagsywagsy]

OMG. I AM SO HERE FOR THIS

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[bufudyning]

Tanaka Ryuunosuke & Tanaka Saeko, Haikyuu!!
tags: none

Remember when Ryuunosuke finally worked up the courage to ask Saeko to call her "lil sis", and she simultaneously laughed and cried when Saeko hugged her so hard that they both toppled over?

Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

[doxian]

Masatoshi Harada/Narumiya Mei (Daiya no Ace)

no tags

remember when Mei faceplanted really badly during practice and cried and Masa-san had to get him to stop

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[junesequinox]

Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Remember when Makoto and Sousuke were on a train going to Tokyo together, unsure about what's waiting for them in college, uncertain and anxious but easing each others' fears about the future?

Re: Prompt: Team Grandstand

[bingualien]

THIS IS MY SHIT. SOMEONE WRITE THIS ;;u;;

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[bufudyning]

Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Haikyuu!!
tags: sexual content
(entirely optional but lovingly encouraged: trans hcs, cisswaps)

Remember when Bokuto's very favorite activity was getting completely and utterly wrecked by Akaashi? (haha, "was")

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[sotongsotong]

(haha, "was")

how dare

Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

[doxian]

Iwaizumi Hajime/Yahaba Shigeru (& Seijou VBC) (& the Entire World) (Haikyuu!!)

no tags

remember when Iwaizumi flexed and Yahaba passed out (and everyone else in the surrounding vicinity found themselves unexpectedly weak at the knees)

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G

[phantomwised]

Alternatively: remember when Iwaizumi flexed and the entire Seijou VBC forgot how to be straight?

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[shouyous]

Echizen Ryoma/Toyama Kintaro, Tennis no Ouji-Sama
no tags

Remember when Kintaro came to visit and Seigaku tried to spy on their "date?"

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[carafin]

Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru & Hanamaki Takahiro & Matsukawa Issei (haikyuu!!)
no tags

remember when they were members of the joui 4?

(yes this is a gintama AU)

Prompt: Team Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

[sotongsotong]

Miyuki Kazuya/Takigawa Chris Yuu, Daiya no Ace

no tags


Remember when along the way, we found each other but all my friends said you never were there?

imaginary friends AU anyone? someone?

Re: Prompt: Team Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

[kitaiichis]

Oh No..... why this