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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2017-05-28 06:52 pm
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Bonus Round 1: AUs


SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

This popular round is back once again! To begin this year's SASO, we encourage you to let your mind run wild with alternate ideas and settings.

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)

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[personal profile] fickle 2017-05-30 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Akashi/Kise
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: Mental/emotional manipulation, mental instability
Other Tags: none

Prompt: Whenever Kise uses Perfect Copy for too long, he takes on the characteristics of whomever he spent the most time copying/starts hearing them speaking to him in his head. The latest person he's copied is Akashi.
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Prompt: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] moetushie 2017-05-30 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Victor Nikiforov /& Yuri Plisetsky
Fandom: Yuri!!! On Ice
Major Tags: Underage (possible), Character Death

Prompt: Yuri is Victor's apprentice, but he'll never be a real wizard until he can defeat Victor and take his wand. And since wands are connected to a wizard's life force, so that means effectively killing him.

(You can age Yuri up, I don't really care. Just gimme wizard murder duels.)
Edited 2017-05-30 17:15 (UTC)
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prompt: team oikawa tooru/ushijima wakatoshi

[personal profile] myn_x 2017-05-30 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: kuroo tetsurou/tsukishima kei
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Explicit Sexual Content
Other Tags: BDSM, Edging, Orgasm delay/denial, Ruined orgasm, Asphyxiation (maybe),Safe words, please my crops are dying, just fuck kuroo up

Prompt: kuroo likes when tsukki steps all over him. he has some untoward predilections and tsukishima is more than happy to oblige (idc if you include all the tags i just want tsukishima to fuck kuroo up) ((gently))
Edited 2017-05-30 17:15 (UTC)
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Re: prompt: team oikawa tooru/ushijima wakatoshi

[personal profile] tsukkis_playground 2017-05-30 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
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PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[personal profile] elucidatedlucy 2017-05-30 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Ishidou Natsuo & Kotani Karin
Series: Teppu
Major tags: none
Other tags: none

Prompt: Karin may be an agent of the law, but a career criminal turned body hunter is not so cold hearted or lawful as to turn over a teenaged bounty.
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[personal profile] besania 2017-06-10 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: Suicide Ideation ? (someone talks about being killed but its not graphic)
Other Tags: Mentions of blood and a fight I was too lazy to write.
Word Count: 639

i didnt proofread so if anything sounds funky im truly sorry


“Alright, I’ll admit it.” Karin sees the glint of her teeth more than the smile itself, sharp like the laugh that cuts the air between them as it escapes them. “You’re good, granny. I did underestimate you.”

Karin bares her own teeth back, blunt and bloody, the taste mixing with the pleasure of having put a cheeky brat in her place.

“So what now? You take me to your car? I go to jail?”

“Oh, don’t even try to talk your way out of this.” She pulls at her arm with no delicacy, Natsuo’s entire body digging back into the ground as the tendons on her shoulder complained, a bone threatening to give under the weight. She spits a curse mixed with her own blood, half reflex, one hundred percent amusement.

“I’m not that type”, she huffs, haughty even from her place on the ground. “But I’m not the inmate type either.”

“I didn’t ask.”

“So let’s play a game.” She starts turning towards her, without a regard from the arm in her grasp nor the knees she could easily shatter if she didn’t behave. Karin withstood before her arrogance, recognizing this for the challenge to her character it was.

She withstood until she felt her shoulder start to give, and her will wavered as she adjusted the key she had her in with a shameless lack of hesitation.

“Hah…”, came the triumphant boast, preened up in a distinctive lack of pain. The positions remained, but the punk underneath her was suddenly looking at her from above her nose, like she had earned back some leverage. “You’re good. I wanna see what else you have to teach me.”

She keeps her words, pinning the other one under the weight of her hold, of her gaze. The girl (a brat, really) tosses her head back carelessly, hair pooling dark and heavy behind her, a black carpet that stank of gunpowder.

“See, if I go with you I’ll either end up behind the bars, where I’ll get into all the fights I can until I either riot my way out or get put into seclusion— or I’ll be up for execution.”

Karin goes to say something but Natsuo beats her to it, clicks her tongue. Behaving wasn’t an option.

“So why don’t we keep fighting? Let’s fight until either the sun goes up or whoever’s covering your back so poorly finally asses themselves to ask if I managed to murder you and comes snooping around. No weapons, so you know I won’t try anything, no holding back.

The only rule will be that if you get an opening finishing blow, you land it.”

Karin actually laughs at that, the hutch she had on the game that was being proposed just confirmed.
“Kid, there’s other ways to beg for death. I play by street rules, you know?”

“I know that very well, actually. That’s why you fight so well. That’s why I’m in this position, and why this will be worth it.”

Karin whistles. Cheeky, amusing. The kind that can’t have sense beat into once the adrenaline gets pumping and the ego grows wild.

Familiar, if she’s honest.

“It’s amazing how you think you can go around setting the rules like that, when I’m the one in control here.” She says at least. In one swift movement, she rolls over the other, hauling her over her shoulder and tossing her far with the same care you’d use for a sack of potatos. To her credit, Natsuo actually manages to best said sack by managing to roll over her feet and not fall on her face. “Get on your feet and open your ears, since I’m only saying this once:

You show me the best you can do.

And if I’m impressed, I will offer you something better than anything you’ve mentioned yet.”

Edited 2017-06-10 19:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sylphofkarkat 2017-05-30 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: leo de la iglesia/ji guang hong
Fandom: yuri on ice
Major Tags: none

Prompt: hacker au of some sort: leo's a freelancer who accidentally slips headfirst into some trouble with the son of an important government figure in china
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[personal profile] chiharu 2017-06-03 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: Drugs
Other Tags: Honeypot mission gone wrong
Word Count: 817

he should've sent jj instead lmao


Leo's case has almost hit a dead end when a new lead arrives in the form of an anonymous source. After months spent going over details with his team and even longer surveillancing key players, Leo almost doesn't believe the tip. Still, a thorough background search conducted by Phichit confirms that the information is legit.

Dalin Ji is one of the many businessmen on the board of trustees who originally vetoed Peony's product, a then-unfinished drug that acts as a truth serum. The rejection had been incentive enough for Peony, a chemical warfare group, to turn to underground sources for financing. Two years, ten agents, and countless goose chases later, Leo is now head detective on the case to find the circulating source of the serum. Leo had reviewed Ji's record at the onset of the investigation and found him unremarkable at worst, and unrelated at best.

His son, however, is a different story.

"It just doesn't make sense to me," JJ says for the nth time as they wait in the van outside of the coffee shop Guanghong Ji is said to frequent. "What could he possibly know that we don't?" Both JJ and Leo are clad in civies today, Leo's badge hidden carefully underneath his hoodie. Together, they could pass for a pair of college students like Guanghong. "Plus," JJ whines. "Why are you being sent on the honeypot mission instead of me? You know this is my specialty."

"It's not a honeypot mission," Leo says as a familiar figure enters the coffee shop. "And don't make this about you."

JJ just laughs as Leo opens the passenger side door. "Whatever, man. You know I'm more charming!"

Leo ignores him and crosses the street, careful to avoid the student cyclists, before entering the shop. He spots Guanghong waiting for his drink and keeps a careful eye on his target as the boy picks up his coffee.

Guanghong had just opened his notebook when Leo takes the empty seat at the table with his own drink. "Do you mind if I sit here?" Leo gives him his best smile. The shop is busy enough to justify the table sharing, and Leo is relieved when Guanghong nods slowly. "I'm Sam," he says, which isn't exactly a lie. All agents know that the best covers contain a hint of truth, even if Leo never uses his middle name.

"I'm Guanghong," his target says, voice soft. He quickly clears up some space on the tabletop and enters into easy conversation with Leo.

In the next twenty minutes, Leo learns that Guanghong is a student at the local university. He likes shopping, the color red, and competitive figure skating. All of these things Leo had already known from skimming Guanghong's file. He does, however, discover that Guanghong is soft and shy but surprisingly receptive to advances. He even shares a little bit about his father's job, although they're interrupted when Leo's phone buzzes.

It's JJ, and Leo quickly excuses himself to the bathroom to tell JJ to settle down. "I'm gonna get his number soon and be out in ten minutes, okay?"

"His number? That's it?" JJ huffs. "You suck at this."

Leo promptly hangs up and returns to the table. He finishes the rest of his coffee in one go and moves on to getting Guanghong's contact information. This is going smoothly, Leo tells himself. The boy definitely has a crush on him, and it should only take him a few more meetings to get something useful out of him. "It was really nice meeting you. I should get going," Leo says after a bit. He stands up and is hit abruptly with a bout of vertigo.

Guanghong's hands are on his shoulder immediately. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Leo tries to smile, but his vision is getting fuzzier and fuzzier. "I'm fine. D-don't worry, I just-"

That's when he promptly blacks out.

Leo wakes to a pounding headache and an itch on his cheek. He tries to scratch it, but pauses when his arm doesn't budge. Against his better judgement, Leo opens his eyes to find his wrist fixed to a bedpost with... Are those his handcuffs?

"Wakey wakey," a soft voice says.

Leo turns to find Guanghong sitting on the table of their hotel (???) room. Guanghong is twirling Leo's badge in his fingers. "I hope you slept well, Detective Leo Samuel Iglesia."

Realisation hits Leo. "You drugged my coffee!"

Guanghong blinks innocently. "I told you I liked chemistry."


"You should be more careful about who you seduce, Detective." Guanghong hops off the table and stretches. "Did you really think it would this easy to get information about The Flowers?"

Leo tugs at his handcuffs to no avail. The Flowers? "So you do know about Peony!"

Guanghong's smile is sugary sweet. "Know about them? You're wrong. I am one of the peonies."

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PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[personal profile] elucidatedlucy 2017-05-30 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Honma Mitsuko/Kotani Karin
Series: Teppu
Major tags: violence, medical abuse
Other tags: none

Prompt: People talk about lobotomy for genius criminals like its humane. Karin convinces herself it would be too boring if the witch of the west lost her insidious edge for the sake of working for the suits.

Stainless steel rat au
Edited 2017-05-30 17:24 (UTC)
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[personal profile] myn_x 2017-05-30 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: matsuoka rin/nitori aiichirou
Fandom: free!
Major Tags: vomiting/emetophobia (jic)
Other Tags: hanahaki disease, unrequited love

Prompt: it starts as a small cough. [whomever you choose] thinks it's a cold, or that he's developed some allergies. but then he starts coughing up flower petals, and then he knows he's cursed. (happy ending preferred!)
Edited 2017-05-30 17:31 (UTC)
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FILL: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou [G]

[personal profile] earlgrey_milktea 2017-05-31 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: vomiting
Other Tags: mentions of blood and body discomfort/pain
Word Count: 1394

i've never written hanahaki disease before but i'm such a sucker for it?? i even did minimal research on hanakotoba for this lmao... a bit anticlimatic but happy ending i promise!!


When Rin asks Aiichirou is he wants to join him for extra practice later that afternoon, and Aiichirou agrees without missing a beat. When Rin gives him that smile of his, sharp-toothed and wickedly bright, Aiichirou feels something tickle the back of his throat. He thinks nothing of it, even when the feeling intensifies as he smiles back.

| | |

The itch spreads.

Aiichirou starts bringing a water bottle with him wherever he goes, from his classes to the dorms to the pool. His throat feels scratchy even when he’s not talking. Maybe he’s coming down with a cold.

“Are you getting sick?” Rin frowns at him, making to put a hand on his forehead.

Startled, Aiichirou ducks away. He can feel his face heat up, though he’s not sure why. Maybe he really is sick.

“I’m fine!” he says, waving his arms. “Don’t—Don’t worry about it, Matsuoka-senpai!”

“If you’re sure,” Rin says, still frowning. “And I told you before, Rin is fine.”

“R-Right, Matsu—Rin-senpai!”

Rin rolls his eyes, but lets it slide. “Come on then, you’re going to be late for class.”

Aiichirou follows his roommate out the door, clutching his water bottle. He coughs into his sleeve, and coughs again for good measure. There must be something stuck in his throat. He clears his throat, hard, but nothing happens. Aiichirou sighs. Maybe he should ask to be excused from practice this afternoon. He doesn’t want to risk getting other people sick.

| | |

His chest has started to feel heavy. His coughing has gotten worse, until everyone is looking at him worriedly and Rin has taken to asking him if he wants to drink water or take a nap. Aiichirou buys a medicinal mask even though he doesn’t think it’s a cold.

Colds don’t stay for more than two weeks. Colds don’t settle in his chest like something taking root, colds don’t crawl up his throat until sometimes, Aiichirou is half-convinced he can’t breathe.

“Hey,” Rin says, coming into the dorm with a thermos in his hands. “I got you some soup.”

Aiichirou sits up on his bed. “Oh, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know, but I want you to feel better.”

Something flutters in Aiichirou’s chest, and then he’s coughing again. “Th-Thanks, Rin-senpai...”

Rin’s frowning at him in concern again. It’s a familiar expression now, the crease in his forehead, the displeased downwards tug of his lips, the worry in his eyes. “Get some rest, okay? The pool feels lonely without you.”

Aiichirou manages to hold it in until their dorm door clicks shut behind Rin. Then he coughs, hard, feeling something rattle in his chest. It aches like something straining against his ribcage, and he struggles to breathe. Aiichirou cups his hands to his mouth, suddenly scared he might throw up, but it’s just another cough, until—

Something rolls onto his tongue. He spits it into his palm. A small, white rose sits in his hand, and Aiichirou’s eyes grow round in horror.

This is so much worse than a cold.

| | |

He knows what it means. Aiichirou isn’t stupid, and he’s read enough novels to know this strange disease by name. One sunny afternoon finds him in the library anyway, searching up the sickness that is growing branches and petals inside his chest.

Hanahaki disease. Cause: unrequited love. Can be fatal.

There isn’t much to go on. None of the facts seem to agree with each other. All Aiichirou knows is that he’s fallen for Rin and he’s going to die, choking on the flowers falling out of his mouth.

How can something so beautiful be so deadly?

| | |

Aiichirou hasn’t left his dorm room in days. There’s a basket of flowers slowly filling up under the bed. He’s only glad that Rin’s been busy with the swim meets that he can hide the petals that spill out of his body.

He can feel himself growing weaker. It’s hard to breathe sometimes, and when he tries to take a deep breath, all he can feel is the tug of vines and stems tangled in his chest. It’s painful. He doesn’t know what to do, and he’s too scared to call his parents. What if they insist on him taking surgery? What if Rin finds out? What if he forgets Rin? Aiichirou doesn’t want that, even if he can’t really speak anymore around the colourful petals blooming in between his teeth.

This morning, he’s holed up in the bathroom, retching over the toilet bowl. Yellow roses, because Rin is practising with the Itawobi club today. Primroses, because Aiichirou is so tired of hearing his wheezing breaths. Yellow camellias, because he just wants someone to hold him and tell him it’s going to be okay. White chrysanthemums, because what if he dies here, drowned in the flowers of his own stupid crush, and no one will know because he’s too much of a coward to tell anyone, Aiichirou is so scared he doesn’t want to die he doesn’t want to do help help help—

There’s red mixed within the whites and yellows. Aiichirou’s eyes widen. Are those red spider lilies? No. Not yet. It’s—it’s blood. He coughs, a hand going to cover his mouth, but blood-stained petals continue falling, clogging on his tongue. He spits it out, but it doesn’t stop.

It doesn’t stop.

Aiichirou can feel tears dripping down the side of his face but he can only heave over the toilet, the mess of colours blurry through his wet eyes. He feels empty but how can this many flowers be inside him? Is there no end—


He gasps, and immediately chokes on the white rose petals stuck in his throat. Footsteps approach the bathroom door, and Aiichirou panics.

But the door swings open, and Rin is standing there, horror dawning on his face at the sight that greets him. Aiichirou can only stare up at him from the floor, still spitting flowers from his lips.

“Ni—Ai, what’s going on—?”

“I’m—” Coughing, coughing, these stupid flowers, coughing. “—I’m sorry, Rin-sen—”

Hands are on his shoulder, and Aiichirou is pushed into a sitting position. “Shh,” Rin tells him, and then gentle hands are wiping his tears away. Aiichirou stares up at his friend. “Don’t—It’s not your fault, I just... Why didn’t you tell me?”

Aiichirou can only shake his head. He coughs out a tulip.

Rin pulls the flower away. “Who is this bastard that’s making you suffer like this? Tell me, Ai, I’ll teach him a lesson for you.”

Seeing how determined Rin looks, and the gentle way he’s trying to clear the pile of flowers, Aiichirou can only laugh. It rattles in his chest. The petals seem to be slowing, but it’s still hard to breathe. He closes his eyes, clears his mouth of flowers.
“It’s you,” he whispers, throat raw. “It’s you, Rin-senpai. I’m sorry.”

Rin stays quiet. Aiichirou is too tired to move away when red roses forces its way out of him.

“Oh, Ai,” Rin says, and then the gentle fingers are back, tilting his head up until Aiichirou is looking into Rin’s eyes. There’s a softness in them that Aiichirou has never seen before. “I’m sorry. I thought I was doing a good job, but I guess I wasn’t trying hard enough, was I?”


“It’s not unrequited. Your feelings.”

“It’s... not?”

“No.” Rin gives him a small smile, brushing aside a red petal from his lips. “I love you, too, Aiichirou. I mean it.”

“But...” Aiichirou coughs, and coughs again. A few more petals come out, and then nothing. Rin stands to grab a cup of water, and then he’s pushing it into Aiichirou’s hands. He drinks, swallows, but his throat is empty. It’s been so long since he’s felt that. Aiichirou stares at Rin. “But then, then why the flowers?”

Rin sits next to him. He runs a hand through Aiichirou’s hair. “I’ve only seen this once before, in Makoto. I can only say that the disease is probably caused by a psychological thing.”

“So... because I thought it was unrequited, the flowers continued to grow?”


Aiichirou sighs. His chest still feels too full, but his breaths are coming a little easier now. He leans his head against Rin’s shoulder. “I’m not going to die, Rin-senpai.”

“No,” Rin says, tugging him closer. “I should hope not, Ai.”

“I love you, Rin-senpai.”

“Love you, too, Ai.”
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[personal profile] multilinear 2017-05-30 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: aoyagi hajime/teshima junta
Fandom: yowamushi pedal
Major Tags: none.
Other Tags: none.

Prompt: varekai au (or, alternatively: boy with wings flies to close to the sun, and crash-lands in a magical rainforest where he finds the true meaning of love, identity, and healing)

[personal profile] fickle damien NO
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[personal profile] tsukkis_playground 2017-05-30 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Akaashi Keiji/Kenma Kozume
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Gods AU

Prompt: Normally, water royalty and fire royalty don't get along. Yet, Kenma was utterly infatuated with the ice God Akaashi Keiji.

But how can it work?
Edited 2017-05-30 23:04 (UTC)
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[personal profile] tsukkis_playground 2017-05-30 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kyoutani Kentarou/Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru/Hanamaki Takihiro/Matsukawa Issei
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: Explicit Sexual Content,
Other Tags: Boxing AU

Prompt: "He say he want the whole crew, shawty brave."

Kyoutani is a needy guy when he's upset after a loss, but his seniors are always there to help him relieve his needs after a rough match.

(I'm down with any kinks)
Edited 2017-05-30 23:06 (UTC)
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[personal profile] myn_x 2017-06-07 01:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: Violence, Sexual Content
Other Tags: just.....just look at the ao3 link on afterhours lmao
Word Count: 5000

i am so sorry this is so ridiculously long...i got a tad carried away but i loved this prompt so much i couldnt not give it my everything (im so fucking extra, who am i kidding). all of your prompts are A+++++++ my friend i want to fill them all


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[personal profile] uglyanimeboys 2017-05-30 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kageyama Tobio/Sugawara Koushi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None!
Other Tags: None

Prompt: Suga is a god Kageyama vists every week and subsequently falls in love with.
(this probably caters to 1.2 people, the 1 being me but listen, I can't leave my brand behind)
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PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[personal profile] earlgrey_milktea 2017-05-30 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: bokuto koutarou &/ akaashi keiji
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: graphic depictions of violence, major chara death if you want to go there
Other Tags: angst, pain, tears, blood

Prompt: nier: automata au. you could throw in another character to fill the third android's role if you wish. i'm ready for pain.
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Re: PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[personal profile] multilinear 2017-05-30 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] uglyanimeboys 2017-05-30 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: None.

Prompt: The Miya's are witches who own a lot of plants.
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[personal profile] andramion 2017-05-31 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Magical Realism AU, please mind the magical plants ppl
Word Count: 1059

Read it on AO3


As soon as Osamu opens the door, the smell of greenery reaches his nose.

Which is weird, considering the fact that the only plant in the house is Osamu's pot of Whistling Red Gerbera Daisies, placed on the window sill in his bedroom.

"'Tsumu?" he calls out, shutting the door behind him and turning the lock as he toes off his shoes. "Are you here?"

There's a thump from somewhere deeper into the apartment, and Osamu assumes that's a yes. Slowly - balancing the groceries in his arms - he makes his way across the hallway and the smell only gets stronger. He recognises the sweetness of a Weeping Galaxy, if he's correct, and wonders how that found its way into the house. They tend to stay rooted once they find a place they like, and Osamu is pretty sure the rehousing season for Weeping Galaxies is already over.

He pushes the door into the kitchen open, and immediately the source of the low thrum of magic is clear: slumbering Starsplinters in their little cages on the kitchen counter; a fairly sick-looking Alberadae ordinata next to the stove; a pot of Glittering Snowdrops dusting the floor with sparkles...

There are plants on every surface, as far as Osamu can see and he doesn't know how they got there.

Although, he has an inkling.

"'Tsumu?" he calls again, because his brother is the only one who has a key to his apartment, the only one who occupies Osamu's sofa every day even though his own place is just one door over.

"Bedroom!" Osamu hears coming from around the corner, and it the voice is weirdly muffled.

He sets the groceries down carefully, placing them between pots and planters. Under his fingertips, the browning, curling leaves of the Alberadae grow a little more green, a little less brittle, and Osamu makes a mental note to spend more time working on it later on.

First, he thinks, he should probably have a look at what kind of trouble his brother has gotten himself into.

He steps over a variation of colourful flower pots, makes sure he doesn't touch the vines zigzagging across the floor and makes his way to the bedroom. Behind the door, he can hear scuffling sounds and the smell of the Weeping Galaxy is all the stronger here.

Through his magic, he can feel distress signals coming from inside - they're not sent out by his brother, he realises, but by some of the plants.

The door meets resistance when Osamu tries to open it, so instead of forcing it open further, Osamu shimmies through the gap, careful of the wet patch on the hardwood floor, wondering what's going on there.

It doesn't take long to assess the situation.

Across the bedroom, behind Osamu's bed, Atsumu is wrapped up in vines, his arms and legs held tightly together to hold him still, a collection of thin vines woven together over his mouth.

Next to Osamu is the Weeping Galaxy, angrily dumping sweet-smelling tears onto Atsumu's flames dancing across the floor, whenever they get too close.

Osamu just raises an eyebrow at his brother's predicament, feeling laughter bubbling up when Atsumu's eyes clearly convey how he feels about Osamu's amusement. He manages to keep it in, though, and quietly makes his way over to the plant holding Atsumu.

He touches his fingers to it, feels its distress much more clearly now: annoyance over the amount of noise Atsumu had made, fear over the flames dancing around the room, determination to keep every other living thing in its vicinity safe from fire mage magic.

He almost voices his assurance, but remembers to keep quiet, shushing the plant with a low thrum of magic, a calming stream of energy, and he presses a finger to his lips as the vines start letting Atsumu go.

He leads the both of them out of the room, pats the Weeping Galaxy on his way out to thank it for its help in keeping his room from going up in flames.

"What were you thinking," Osamu asks, "attacking a sentient plant, 'Tsumu?"

Atsumu seems to puff up at that, putting his hands on his hips and averting his face.

"It attacked me first," he says, pouty and childish, and Osamu's is glad to see the ordeal has obviously not affected him much.

"It likes silence, that species of plant," Osamu explains, ignoring Atsumu's words. "I bet you went in there talking to yourself all loud and you."

"I was just trying to find a place for that stinking wet plant," Atsumu defends. Osamu decides not to mention the glitter the snowdrops left all over his shirt.

"So you're the one who carried all the plants in here? Why?"

Atsumu seems startled by the question, and instead of launching into an obvious fib of an explanation, he rubs at his neck and actually looks sorry.

"Well," Atsumu eventually says, after Osamu has waited him out for a few minutes, "I was done early at work and I thought I'd wait for you here."

Osamu nods to encourage his brother to go on.

"I might've... gotten a little bit bored... and played with my fire a teeny little bit." Atsumu's eyes meet Osamu's for a split second before he looks away again. Definitely guilty then, Osamu thinks.

"I swear I didn't mean to burn your... the red ones? But when I went to the flower shop they didn't have those anymore, and I don't know what plants you like so I might have just.. gotten some of each one they had?"

"And you don't think that might have been a little over the top?"

Atsumu grins sheepishly.

"I suppose, now that you say so."

"Let's see if we can get the flower shop to take some of them back."

"Thanks, 'Samu, you're the best. Do you really think they will?"

Osamu smiles a little. "Maybe if I tell the how much of an idiot my brother is."

"Hey! That's not fair! I was trying to be nice!"

"I know." Osamu looks around, and lets himself feel just how alive his place feels now, with the delight the plants take in the sunlight streaming in through the windows, with the collective relief he feels coming from them now that the plants in his bedroom are no longer stressed out. "Thank you, 'Tsumu."
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PROMPT: Team Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta

[personal profile] kiwibon 2017-05-30 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Aoyagi Hajime / Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi pedal
Major Tags: Death, Religion
Other Tags: None

Prompt: Based on recent merchandise, Aoyagi is an Angel/Priest, Teshima is a Demon/Devil (either is fine). They fall for each other but if they touch then one of them, or both die.

Much pining for each other, very sad.
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Re: PROMPT: Team Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta

[personal profile] gurosan 2017-05-30 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
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PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[personal profile] kuramochi 2017-05-30 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: zaizen naoyuki & arakita yasutomo
Fandom: daiya no ace & yowapeda
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: canon sports injury

Prompt: in which arakita and zaizen were rivals in middle school (two ex-pitchers walk into a bar...)
Edited 2017-05-30 18:19 (UTC)
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Re: PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[personal profile] tsunderekita 2017-05-30 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Wails softly, I knew it was coming but...
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[personal profile] nee_saan 2017-05-30 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
ship: eli ayase/umi sonada & maki nishikino
fandom: love live school idol festival
major tags: none
other tags: school idols, mutual pining, unexpected confessions, rip maki

prompt: who am I? don't you want to know? it might be love then. I've got secrets of my own, you know? what will you do?

or rather, our cool idols are supposed to be on the set of their music video for Soldier Game, but Maki can't find Eli and Umi anywhere. Now that she thinks about, Umi's been acting strange for days..
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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[personal profile] ellipsometry 2017-05-30 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kunimi Akira/Kindaichi Yuutarou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: me crying in the club right now

Prompt: Bodyguard AU!!! one is famous one is the bodyguard, up to you which is which
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[personal profile] chiharu 2017-06-10 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)

Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Crossdressing? Inappropriate behavior in the back of a company vehicle
Word Count: 584



Kunimi is reaching the end of the crowd when another enthusiastic fan jumps out.

"AKARI-CHAN!" He cries, frantically waving Kunimi's poster as he double fists two lightsticks. It's late, and an hour has already passed since Kunimi's performance at the live venue ended. He's thankful that he's contractually obligated to stay in performance outfits until he reaches home, and Kunimi sighs before giving the fan a peace sign.

This causes the crowd gathered outside of the back exit to erupt into cheers again. They wave matching posters of Kunimi's face, clad in heavy makeup and falsies from the last VIVI shoot Kunimi had done. His wig itches and these heels are highly uncomfortable, but Kunimi still gives everyone a small wave as Kindaichi pushes the crowd back.

Kunimi's other guards are doing their best to calm the crowd, so Kunimi slips into the back of the company van and sighs when Kindaichi climbs in after a minute. Then the driver is starting the engine as they slowly pull out of the parking garage.

As always, the glasses are tinted enough that Kunimi can wiggle out of his skirt.

"Akira!" Kindaichi stutters, ignoring the fact that Kunimi always wears shorts underneath his performance outfits. It'd been a necessity after the incident in Okinawa, when an overzealous fan had tried to grope Kunimi at a handshake event. Videos of Kindaichi pulling the man into a chokehold are probably still circulating the internet, despite the agency's best attempts to remove them.

It all comes with the territory of being Japan's number one crossdressing idol, Kunimi supposes. He hadn't really planned for his life to go this way when he first joined the jimusho, but then his hobby had gotten exposed and his company decided to capitalize on it.

Kunimi doesn't hate his job. He doesn't hate the money or the fame. Still, the days are long and tiring, and sometimes Kunimi wishes he had done the normal thing and finished school instead. "Relax," Kunimi tells Kindaichi for the nth time while kicking his shoes off. All that's left are the black thigh-highs adorning his legs, and Kunimi smirks before setting his feet on Kindaichi's lap.

"Akira!" Kindaichi hisses again, his voice lower this time. He's the only one tasked with escorting Kunimi back to his apartment. These days, their driver barely bats an eyelash at the nonsense that happens in the back seat. Almost everyone at the company is professional to a fault.

Almost, Kunimi reminds himself as he yanks off his wig. His stylist will yell at him for this later, but for now Kunimi has finally finished this leg of his concert tour and the night is still young. "Help me out," he says.

Kindaichi sighs and sets a hand on Kunimi's thigh. His palm is warm as he slowly rolls the socks off Kunimi's thighs. "What would your fans say if they saw this?"

"They'd say, 'Kindaichi-kun is such a nice boy! He always does a great job of protecting Akari-chan!'" Kunimi half laughs, half taunts. He pulls Kindaichi closer by his tie and grins when Kindaichi's hand freezes. "Relax," he whispers again, getting a good whiff of the cologne he'd gifted Kindaichi last Christmas.

"We're pulling into your building," their driver announces unceremoniously, probably taking pity on the nicest bodyguard on staff. "Shall I drop you off back at the jimusho, Kindaichi-kun?"

Kunimi can tell from the tightness of Kindaichi's expression that he has already won. "No need. He's staying with me tonight."
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[personal profile] tsukkis_playground 2017-05-30 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship:Akaashi Keiji/Tsukushima Kei
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Aged Up, Shopping, Akaashi is stronger than he looks, Tsukushima didn't come to play games, who will get the shoe?? HMM

Prompt: We both want the same shoe but there’s only one pair left in what happens to be both of our size.
Edited 2017-05-30 23:08 (UTC)
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[personal profile] notallbees 2017-05-30 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
this is perfect, they are the absolutely worst :D
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[personal profile] nee_saan 2017-05-30 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
ship: Nico Yazawa & Rin Hoshizora & Hanaya Koizumi
fandom: love live school idol festival
major tags: potential blood and gore, body horror,
other tags: zombie hunters, supernatural elements

prompt: Hanayo and Rin are looking for the best of the best - their small town has a major zombie infestation, one too big for inexperienced hunters like rinpana. After a quick google search, they find hunter extraordinaire Nico, here to solve all your paranormal issues for only a small fee! Free photo opp included.

screams nicorinpana into the void
Edited 2017-05-30 18:40 (UTC)
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[personal profile] greenowl 2017-06-08 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Can this go all romantic ???
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[personal profile] mewyuki 2017-05-30 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none


Sawamura won't keep his mouth shut about phantom thieves and Miyuki is surprised they're not arrested yet.
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[personal profile] nee_saan 2017-05-30 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
i fucking see you yuki
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PROMPT: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou

[personal profile] cherrysalmon 2017-05-30 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Kagami Taiga /& Sakuragi Hanamichi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke, Slam Dunk
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: age gap (?) i.e. kagami is in his 20s & sakuragi in his 30s

Prompt: Pro basketball AU where both Sakuragi and Kagami get into the NBA years apart, become famous at different points in time, and finally meet.
Edited 2017-05-30 18:57 (UTC)
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PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[personal profile] earlgrey_milktea 2017-05-30 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: ushijima wakatoshi &/ tendou satori
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none, maybe violence
Other Tags: fantasy elements, sci-fi elements

Prompt: kind of a horizon zero dawn au; ushijima is a lone bounty hunter that takes down the machine beasts for nothing but rewards and scrap parts to get by, when he comes across a kid with flaming red hair living alone in the wilds. except tendou isn't just another abandoned orphan by a neighbouring tribe---tendou possesses a chip that can somehow control, corrupt, and awaken the ancient machines that litter the world they live in.
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[personal profile] uglyanimeboys 2017-05-30 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ship: Sugawara Koushi/Ukai Keishin
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Murder, gore, violence
Other Tags: Age difference

Prompt: Murder bfs AU. Anything goes, the more violent the better ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

As for the age difference, if writing explicit sexual content, please age Suga up to be at least uni age!
nee_saan: (confused chichi)


[personal profile] nee_saan 2017-05-30 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
ship: Shinomiya Kojiro/Yukihira Soma
fandom: Shokugeki no Soma
major tags: adult/minor relationship, age gap, underage
other tags: teacher/student relationship, canon divergence

prompt: Alumni Kojiro Shinomiya accepts a temporary teaching position at Totsuki Culinary Academy when his former instructor, Chappelle, comes down with a serious bout of pneumonia. While he's there, a very persistent Yukihira insists that Shinomiya tutor him a few days a week, innocently proclaiming a desire to be better with vegetables. Shinomiya knows better, but that doesn't mean he'll decline the suggestion.
Edited 2017-05-30 19:20 (UTC)
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[personal profile] rosebrook 2017-05-31 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
This is my guilty pleasure ship and if no one else fills it, I'm going to struggle to write something. (Not sure if I have faith in my abilities to make it work..)


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