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:



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. Below that, place applicable major content tags (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none") 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; otherwise write "no tags" or "none") NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of the fill in your comment. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of your work in your comment. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example



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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!



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

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Etc.
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Comments

PROMPT: team bokuto koutarou/kuroo tetsurou

[hunks]

ayase eli/tojo nozomi (no tags) (love live)

remember when eli found out that nozomi could do magic?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kunimi Akira/Kindaichi Yuutarou Haikyu
no tags

Remember when the team convinced Kindaichi that Kunimi had a crush on Oikawa?

PROMPT: TEAM Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

[sawakise]

Riku Yagami/Takeru Fujiwara, prince of stride

tags: nsfw, underage (unless filler ages them up), intercrural sex

Remember when Takeru loved Riku's legs so much that he fucked them?

PROMPT: team bokuto koutarou/kuroo tetsurou

[hunks]

tsukishima kei/yamaguchi tadashi (nsfw) (haikyuu!!)

remember when yamaguchi gave tsukki a blowjob while sick with a cold and tsukki helped him blow his nose in the middle of it?

Re: PROMPT: team bokuto koutarou/kuroo tetsurou

[dynamite]

I SINCERELY HOPE YOU'RE TRYING TO TRAP LEAH

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kise Ryouta & / Iwaizumi Hajime KNB, Haikyuu
no tags

Remember when Kise thought Kasamatsu-senpai joined the volleyball team?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Hinata Shouya &/ Furuya Satoru &/Sawamura Eijun &/ Kageyama Tobio, Haikyuu, DnA
No tags

Remember when Hinata and Kageyama got separated at Tokyo Station and both grabbed the wrong person?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Aone Takanobu & Hinata Natsu, Haikyu
no tags

Remember when Aone somehow ended up babysitting Hinata's little sister?

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, G

[nathengyn]

no tags

this prompt was just too cute! (i hope you don't mind the sketchiness). without further ado, here's three diff times aone's babysat natsu:

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Yahaba Shigeru/Hitoka Yachi Haikyuu
no tags

Remember when Yahaba tried to impress Yachi off the court?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Oikawa Tooru/ Iwaizumi Hajime Haikyuu
No tags

Remember when the cafeteria ran out of milk bread and Iwaizumi officially ran out of ideas for Valentines Day gifts to give his boyfriend?

FILL: Team Tennis no Ouji-sama, T

[karahashi]

kissing ʘ‿ʘ

All your prompts are so good! <3

Word Count: 807

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In all the time they've been together, Iwaizumi has never once hesitated over a Valentine's Day gift for his boyfriend. Oikawa has a plethora of likes, all of which he is incredibly vocal about, so when Valentine's Day rolls around once more, Iwaizumi wakes up, utterly unprepared, ready to purchase Oikawa a special selection of every milk bread flavour on offer that lunch. He greets Oikawa the usual way, whacks him over the head without a care in the world, and ignores Oikawa's cries of mean, Iwa-chan! all the way to class. Not even the heap of letters falling from Oikawa's locker fazes him - it's par for the course, after all, and this year Iwaizumi knows he's number one in Oikawa's heart, and contact list, and every other ranking that matters.

That is, until he shoulders his way to the front of the line.

No milk bread today, the sign reads. Iwaizumi's wallet burns in his pants, suddenly too heavy, and he swallows down a thick ball of dread as he makes his way to the nearest bathroom.

He locks the door behind him, stares blankly at the pristine white porcelain, and collapses onto the seat with fists clenched. It’s not possible. The cafeteria never runs out of milk bread, in spite of several spirited attempts to make it do so on Oikawa’s part. Iwaizumi feels an irrational sting of betrayal before he gathers himself and runs through his other options. The nearest sports store is a ten minute jog away - he won't have time to get something before lunch ends, and there's no way he'll be able to escape Oikawa's watchful eye after school.

A buzz from his phone drags his thoughts back to the present. Where are you? o(TﾍTo) Iwaizumi taps out a reply without thinking. He doesn't have the faintest idea where Oikawa gets most of his alien propaganda, either, and while he doesn't really want to buy chocolates, a quick search of Anazon tells him that the prices have somehow risen higher than Oikawa's ego over the past night.

He's out of ideas.

Groaning, Iwaizumi heaves himself up from the toilet seat and presses flush with more force than strictly necessary. He runs into Oikawa in the corridor, prays desperately that he won't remember their Valentine's Day tradition.

He's out of luck, too.

"Where's my milk bread?" Oikawa demands. He's wearing the same sort of look he gets around Kageyama or Ushijima, eyes wide and glassed over.

"You're such a spoilt brat," he grumbles nervously. "It's at home." When Oikawa's not looking, Iwaizumi taps out a desperate message to his parents. Your mother and I are going to be out tonight, his father replies, and Iwaizumi really does not need to know this. Sorry. It doesn't look apologetic at all, though it's objectively just a single word. Iwaizumi can imagine his father laughing at the office. He can imagine his father's coworkers, too, laughing at Iwaizumi's abject misfortune.

He bids his pride goodbye and texts the rest of the team. Replies range from amused and patently unhelpful to similarly unhelpful expressions of regret (likely also hiding amusement). Someone's sleeping on the couch tonight, Makki crows, which is...not going to be untrue, if things continue this way.

Iwaizumi sweats the whole trip home.

"You always get me milk bread for lunch," Oikawa says conversationally, as Iwaizumi unlocks the door. Iwaizumi had hoped, against all common sense, that someone would have taken pity on him, but there are no signs of milk bread in the nearby vicinity. He takes a deep breath, ushers Oikawa in. There's nothing for it but to tell the truth.

"My parents won't be home tonight," he says, voice shaking slightly, and Oikawa's eyes grow wide.

"Iwa-chan."

"I was planning on getting you milk bread, but - "

"Iwa-chan." Oikawa interrupts him before he can finish, mouth sliding over his. Iwaizumi's not really sure what's going on, but he's always weak to kisses, so he pulls Oikawa close, presses their mouths together more firmly. Oikawa's hands wind around his waist, pushing his shirt up, fiddling with his belt buckle, and when they part for air Oikawa pulls Iwaizumi's tie down, yanks his shirt up over his head. "This is the best Valentine's Day present ever," Oikawa breathes against Iwaizumi's mouth.

And wait, what.

He doesn't have time to think before Oikawa's on him again, wiggling them back towards Iwaizumi's room, and Iwaizumi shakes himself, swings Oikawa over his shoulder, and takes them there much faster.

"Brute," Oikawa laughs, dragging him down for another kiss. "Gorilla."

"Trashykawa," Iwaizumi says, before he can do something stupid like grunt in agreement. He can feel Oikawa pressed against him, comforting and familiar, and he can't stop himself stealing kisses everywhere in reach - cheeks, nose, the tip of his chin. "Happy Valentine's Day."

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Hanamaki Takahiro/ Matsukawa Issei Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Makki tried to prompose to Mattsun at a McDonalds drive through?

FILL: Team Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, T

[ambivia]

NO TAGS ; kissing, college au, s t r e s s

words: 4478 // ao3
this prompt is so good [clenches fist] tyty (also i'm sorry about this weird fill spacing, html is beyond me tonight)
part 1 of 3

Takahiro is close to tears when Mattsun forcibly drags him out the apartment and into his car.

"I don't have time for this, for fuck's sake—!" He tries to jerk away but his boyfriend has a steady hold on his elbow, gently but forcefully — and do not make the rookie mistake of underestimating the arm strength in Matsukawa Issei, who has taken to joining Iwaizumi in his insane workouts for almost a full year now — pushing Takahiro out the door of their apartment building. "Mattsun, I want to go back in, stop fucking around, I don't have time for this, come on, I can't—"

"You can and you will," Mattsun cuts him off, unusually stern. "You're getting no work done like this, Makki. Be rational. "

Takahiro runs a hand — shaking, God, he's shaking, this is ridiculous, his life is ridiculous — across his face. "How rational am I supposed to be in this situation, huh?" he hisses. "I only have— what, like, five hours? I have five hours, Mattsun, and you're wasting them, I need to go back, let me go—"

And he's turning, ready to storm back into that apartment, back to the living room where he's set up camp, back to the crumpled notes that he stopped being able to read hours ago. Back to last-minute cramming for an exam that's stupidly heavy-weighed, that 60% of his grade really shouldn't depend on but hey, look at that, the education system's fucked as hell and Takahiro's strapped in for the ride. Oikawa was busy shouting at Iwaizumi, who characteristically suggested he try nap for a bit, in his own bedroom (in between tearful 'Iwa-chans' when one can only guess Iwaizumi was trying to kiss Oikawa better, the naive fool). That's when Mattsun swooped in and literally stole Takahiro out of the apartment and into the corridor. And it was funny, you know, it was funny for the first two point four seconds or so, but then reality set in because Takahiro has to fucking study and Mattsun can't just pull him away like that because guess what, he may be done with his exams but Takahiro has one if five hours and he's still got a third of the fucking syllabus to cram into his brain—

Mattsun grabs his wrist. "I don't think so."

"Mattsun, do you not get it!? I need to go back, I am going to fucking fail—!"

"No—"

"Let go of me, leave me alone, I'm going to fail!"

"You're not gonna fail—"

"That's easy for you to say!" Takahiro knows he's being a bit hysterical, and he knows Mattsun definitely doesn't deserve this, but there's a reason they call it hell week, demons and all. "You're sitting there with your whole final done, for fuck's sake, you have no idea what it's like—!"

"I know that." Mattsun is trying to placate him, Takahiro knows, but—

"No, you don't know!" he shouts. It's something like two in the morning and he's for sure disturbing some neighbours but Takahiro's entered that sort of limbo where absolutely nothing matters. A giant crane-lift could slam a hole into his living room and he wouldn't even blink. "You study God damn art, give me a break." He laughs hollowly. "You have absolutely no idea, because you're sitting there studying your painted daisies and I'm the one who's fucking drowning in contract law cases and textbooks that make no sense, a-and you have the nerve to— It's bullshit, man. It's... it's bullshit..."

"You don't mean that," Mattsun says quietly, frowning at him, and of course he's right, of course Takahiro doesn't mean a single word, because he knows how intense Mattsun's course can be, he's seen it firsthand.

Takahiro rubs a hand across his jaw again. He can feel the burning in his eyes that foretells irrational tears and he honestly doesn't need this right now. He turns for the door.

"I need to get back, I'm sorry, I'm gonna fail if I don't—"

"No, you're not," Mattsun says smoothly, opening the passenger door and for all intents and purposes shoving Takahiro in before he can escape. "But you know what will end up happening if you keep this up tonight? You're gonna fall asleep in the exam tomorrow." He levels him with a sombre look. "And I'm not sitting here watching you do this to yourself."

His lips narrow into a thin line as he even goes so far as to do Takahiro's seatbelt. What is he, a mother? If Takahiro's brain wasn't so fried, he'd take a leaf out of Oikawa's book and start up with some teasing — 'Are you you my mother, Mattsun-chan?' He curses his boyfriend out in his head as said perpetrator slides into the car and closes the door behind him.

Takahiro sniffs, turning to sullenly glare out the window as Mattsun slowly swerves them out of parking.

Honestly, Takahiro does actually love studying law. At the end of the day, he really does, that's no lie. He wouldn't have applied for it, wouldn't be going through with such a demanding course, such bullshit, otherwise. But it's hard to keep that at the forefront of his mind when he's getting caffeine tremors and breaking down into tears in the middle of every other study session at the library with Oikawa. They take turns consoling the other. It's kind of hilarious. In a thoroughly depressing sort of way.

"This is so unnecessary," Takahiro mutters eventually.

"This is an intervention." Mattsun flicks on the indicator as they cruise up to red traffic lights. "A state of emergency."

"You're a state of emergency," Takahiro sneers back. It's the best joke he can pull out of his ass at this point.

And the look he gets, half-pity, half-incredulity, says it all. He slumps back into his seat and resumes glowering at the dashboard. They drive like that for a while, in a comfortable — albeit, on Takahiro's part, also a tad murderous — silence. Tokyo isn't Sendai, and not even their hometown was deserted at night. It's not as busy as it is during the day, mostly because it's both college crunch season and most pedestrians have migrated to beds or bars. Still, it's busy enough that it takes them a good ten minutes or so before they're out of their general area.

"Where are we even going?" Takahiro asks when Mattsun drives them deeper into the city. He's aware that he's more subdued now, less hysterical. It's embarrassing thinking about how quickly and thoroughly he blew up at his boyfriend when Mattsun was clearly just trying to help him. The awful weight of guilt settles heavily in his stomach. I even insulted his daisies. I love his daisies...

Mattsun purses his lips, eyes focused ahead. "The way I see it, we have three options here." He glances over. "One, I give you a stress blowjob."

Takahiro laughs weakly despite himself, a little tension leaving his shoulders.

"Two," Mattsun continues, smiling hesitantly now that he can see his boyfriend isn't going to try gut him again, "we go for McDonalds. I'm talking Big Macs, chocolate fries, three milkshakes each. The works."

Takahiro hums in answer, leaning over and gently bumping his shoulder with Mattsun's. "And what's the third option?"

"Ah, the third option... It involves breaking into top-secret college headquarters, arson and maybe murder. But only if we gotta."

Mattsun keeps his face blank while he says this, which is what makes Takahiro crack up in the end. 

"Blowjobs, McDonalds, and murder," he says, heart swelling with fondness. "I love it. This is why I date you, Mattsun."

"Ah, but of course."

Takahiro nods sagely. "The truth unveiled: I'm here for the hell week 2ams."

"And here," Mattsun says lowly, "I thought it was my natural boyish charm that won you over. I've been lied to. Betrayed."

Takahiro shakes his head, lips pressed together. "Sorry to break your heart."

"So it wasn't the mind-blowing sex?" Mattsun offers, bumping Takahiro back as he turns them into a 24/7 shopping complex.

"Nope."

"My punderful personality."

He snorts. "Definitely not."

"Not even that time I beat Iwaizumi at arm-wrestling."

"You used underhanded tactics! I know you told Oikawa to lick his neck." I should have thought of that, damn it.

"Okay, but it's my champion status in Mario Kart then, isn't it. It is, right?"

"Iwaizumi beat you in the next game, you loser. Don't lie to me."

"He beats everyone," Mattsun defends. "He doesn't count."

I agree wholeheartedly. Takahiro still struggles to let his grudge from high school go, having finally reached the conclusion that their flatmate isn't entirely human — an explanation Oikawa Tooru, their fourth and coincidentally alien-obsessed flatmate, took to wholeheartedly.

There's a quiet pause before Mattsun offers his next suggestion in a deceptively innocent voice, thumping the steering wheel with a hand in his Eureka moment. "I got it. I've worked it out. Through science."

"Oh?"

"It's my bushy eyebrows."

Takahiro chokes on a laugh. "Y-You got me. It's the eyebrows. One look and I fell in love on the spot, swept me right off my feet. You know me too well."

"I knew it," Mattsun cheers over Takahiro's cackling. When Takahiro glances over, he wiggles them suggestively as if to prove a point. The former rolls his eyes and smiles. Dork.

PROMPT: Team Furuya Satoru/Miyuki Kazuya

[kazuyaloveseijun]

Furuya Satoru/Miyuki Kazuya, Daiya no Ace

sexual content

Remember when Miyuki cooked Furuya his favorite food but Furuya had a different kind of hunger?

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[tsunderekita]

Kuramochi Youichi/Kominato Ryousuke (Daiya no Ace)
tags: marriage, insects, parasitism/body horror

Remember when someone objected to Kuramochi and Ryou-san's marriage, not because it was gay, but because Ryou-san was made of bees?

Openly inspired by this.

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU

[makichansenpai]

Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka (Haikyuu!!)

Remember when Yachi was coming out to her family, and Kiyoko was there assuring her that everything was going to be okay?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Arakita Yasutomo/Shinkai Hayato Yowapedal
No Tags

Remember Arakita went to the pet store for turtle food and accidentally adopted a bunnyboy?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kageyama Tobio &/ Kozume Kenma Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Kageyama and Kenma got weirdly into Love Live?

Re: PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[underscored]

fuck.

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Oikawa Tooru &/ Iwaizumi Hajime &/ Hinata Shouyo Haikyuu
No tags

Remember when Shouyo went to pick Natsu up from the bus stop and met his neighbor Totooru?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kunimi Akira/Kindaichi Yuutarou Haikyuu
Genderbending

Remember when Kindaichi-chan cried the first time they lost to Kageyama, and Kunimi-chan lent Kindaichi-chan her handkerchief?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kunimi Akira &/Kindaichi Yuutarou &/Iwaizumi Hajime Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember Kunimi hated the national team's spiker Iwaizumi just because Kindaichi had a crush on him?

FILL: TEAM KYOUTANI KENTAROU/YAHABA SHIGERU, G

[knights_watch]

no tags
802 words

"Remind me why I got up at six in the morning for this, Kindaichi?" Akira is barely on his feet, he's not sure the state he's currently in should actually be called being awake. He's in some horrible twilight in-between. Standing in line directly behind his stupid best friend and his stupid TEAM JAPAN jacket. He yawns, leaning forward to put his forehead against the back of Kindaichi's shoulder, wondering if maybe he can sneak a nap in here before the line shuffles forward again.

Kindaichi twists, trying to look back at him, upsetting his balance in the process and nearly knocking Akira over. "I- if you're one of the first hundred people through the door you get to meet Iwaizumi-san!"

His voice is an excited hiss, and there's red covering the back of his neck and Kunimi really doesn't want to be having this conversation. They are in the first hundred people, of course. There's only maybe ten in front of them waiting to get into the stadium, while the line behind Akira stretches around the block.

Akira doesn't particularly want to meet the national team's famous wing spiker Iwaizumi Hajime. He's a good player, obvious from his position as the ace of all of Japan, but...

Kindaichi is nearly vibrating out of his skin, practically giddy with excitement, and Akira huffs, shaking his head. He'll probably faint the second he shakes Iwaizumi's hand or something, and then Akira will have to drag his giant body up to their seats by himself only to find his best friend tragically murdered by a stupid crush.

(It occurs to Akira that some of this is probably jealousy. It's a thought he's sure he's better off not confronting.)

They haven't opened the doors to the stadium yet, and Akira feels like they've been in line for hours. In his stupor, when Kindaichi dragged him out of bed, he forgot to even grab a jacket for himself, so now he's irritated and cold. And still waiting.

The skies open up above them to the tune of a collective groan from the gathered crowd. Akira joins them, soaked suddenly, pressing himself against Kindaichi in the hope that his height will provide some kind of shelter.

Hair worn flat by the rain, Kindaichi turns around and places both of his hands on Akira's shoulders, shuffling them so their positions in line have reversed. His jacket is unzipped, and rather than shrug it off he leans, wrapping it around Kunimi as well so they're both inside of it, leaning his chin on the top of Akira's head.

And, well, at least this way he's pretty much protected from the rain. Kindaichi is warm and dry because of his jacket, and he doesn't seem to mind the fact that Akira is soaked to the bone.

He releases Akira when the doors finally open, and Akira tries to ignore that he is the one blushing at this point, rain still dripping from the ends of his hair onto his shoulders. Kindaichi stares for a moment before shrugging his jacket off and dropping it over Akira's shoulders with a little shrug. "It's probably cold inside."

Akira isn't sure if he trusts his voice in answering that, so he hums slightly instead. The jacket, being that it's Kindaichi's, is predictably too big, with the sleeves hanging past his hands and the hem around his thighs. But it's... comforting like that. Like he could burrow into it if he wanted to.

Kindaichi is still staring at him, only now with his cheeks red. "Um, K- Kunimi-kun?"

Akira raises both eyebrows at him.

"T- thank you for coming with me today!" His voice cracks in the middle of the sentence. "I- I was worried that you would think watching a volleyball game was a lame first date, and I know you don't really like getting up early, s- so, um. Thank you."

Akira gives him a little shrug of his shoulders and a nod, squeezing his hands in the cuffs of the jacket. "It's fine--"

His brain catches the word date after he opens his mouth, and he stops short in the middle of his sentence, staring at Kindaichi with his mouth open.

Date? He's pretty sure Kindaichi Yuutarou has never asked him on a date. They're here because Kindaichi has a crush on a pro player and wants to meet him?

But Kindaichi is beaming at him, not rushing him off to meet Iwaizumi and gush over it. His face goes red again, leaning over and bumping a quick, clumsy peck to Akira's cheek and lacing their fingers together. "C'mon."

This time, Kindaichi dragging him along has everything to do with shock and nothing to do with lethargy.

(Still, Akira figures, he might as well take the chance that he already gave himself.)

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Oikawa Tooru &/ Iwaizumi Hajime Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Oikawa, as the leader of Team Stucky, got really into the Superheroes Shipping Olympics and vowed to destroy Team Stony? Too bad the captain of Team Stony is really fucking hot.

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kindaichi Yuutarou &/ Iwaizumi Hajime Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Kindaichi and Iwaizumi went on a supply trip and didn't come back for 5 hours?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Tsukishima Kei/ Hitoka Yachi Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Tsukki rescued Yachi from a crowd of rowdy teenagers in Sendai and they ended up going on a date?

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI

[chiharu]

Kunimi Akira/Kindaichi Yuutarou Haikyuu
No Tags

Remember when Kunimi threw a volleyball out of his dorm room window and it hit a cute guy in the head?

PROMPT: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi

[parasolghost]

Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, Daiya no Ace
Tags: Alcohol

Remember when Miyuki got so drunk that he hit on Eijun... Even though they were already dating?

inspired by this

Re: PROMPT: Team Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi

[underscored]

para.

PROMPT: TEAM Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

[bingualien]

Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haru (Free!)
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Remember when RinHaru visited the Trevi fountain and Haru jumped in and wouldn't get out no matter how embarrassed Rin was or how many coins were landing on him?

Re: PROMPT: TEAM Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

[alder_knight]

oh hell yes.

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[kidyesterday]

Takigawa Chris Yuu/Miyuki Kazuya [Daiya no Ace]
Tags: NSFW

Remember that time Chris and Miyuki had sex, and it didn't go exactly as planned?