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Bonus Round 1: AUs
SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
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 with an alternate universe idea, along with a ship from one of our nominated fandoms. There's a comment template below for your convenience.
- 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., Izumi & Sakaeguchi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Izumi/Sakaeguchi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- An AU can be a canon divergence, e.g. "what if [character] was the Team Captain instead of the canon captain character?", or a completely different setting altogether, e.g., pop idol AU, coffee shop AU, superheroes AU, etc.
- Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
- Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
FORMAT
Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.Required Work Minimums:
- 400 words (prose)
- 400px by 400px (art)
- 14 lines (poetry)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
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 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point each
All scored content must be created new for this round.
Etc.
If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
PROMPT: Team Kirishima Natsuya/Yamazaki Sousuke
Fandom: Yuri!!! on ICE
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: why is this an au, k is sad
Prompt: The everyone-is-friends-with-JJ AU.
Re: PROMPT: Team Kirishima Natsuya/Yamazaki Sousuke
this can't be an au
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Re: PROMPT: Team Kirishima Natsuya/Yamazaki Sousuke
Re: PROMPT: Team Kirishima Natsuya/Yamazaki Sousuke
Re: PROMPT: Team Kirishima Natsuya/Yamazaki Sousuke
FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Other Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending
Word Count: 1,276
***
Otabek was surprised when he didn’t immediately spot JJ upon entering the ballroom of the post-GPF gala. In all the time he’d known the Canadian skater, since his time training in Canada and competing against JJ at the junior level, he’d taken it as fact that JJ was not always only first to the party, he often was the party; loud, boisterous, and demanding everyone’s attention whether they wanted to give it or not.
The madness of the past few days, literal and otherwise, had made it hard for Otabek to find time to have a conversation with his friend. The next morning he was taking an early flight back to Almaty, so the gala was the last and only chance he would have to see JJ during the Grand Prix season. Being unable to find him was disconcerting, to say the least.
Otabek skirted the edge of the party, avoiding the dance floor in particular. JJ was tall enough that he would have stood out, if he was there, and Otabek had seen enough of Christophe in his underwear for a lifetime at last year’s gala. Not quite watching where he was going, he bumped into someone and apologized reflexively.
“I’m sorry – oh, Emil,” he observed, looking up into a familiar smiling face. “I didn’t know you would be here.”
“I came with Mickey to cheer Sara on,” he explained. “I watched the Men’s programs, too. You were amazing, Otabek.”
“Thank you.”
“I guess it really takes a lot to win, though…” Emil continued, stroking his beard thoughtfully. Otabek had to remind himself that he and Emil were the same age. “Everyone is so talented. JJ managed to pull off a bronze even after he had a meltdown during his short program! It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it?”
Otabek hummed noncommittally; he didn’t know why JJ panicked so uncharacteristically, and wanted to reserve judgment until he did. Yuri was incensed over the fact that JJ beat him out for the bronze, but Otabek was more concerned than anything.
Which was all the more reason to find his friend.
“Speaking of which, have you seen JJ?” Otabek asked, figuring he could put Emil’s height to work for him. Sure enough, Emil gestured towards the tables in the back of the ballroom.
“He was sitting over there with his fiancée earlier,” Emil offered helpfully. “I think his parents were trying to field the press. Those guys were circling him like vultures.”
Emil looked soft and sympathetic, and Otabek made a note to try and talk to him again the next time they ran into one another; he seemed like he’d be a good friend. For the moment, though, he had more pressing concerns, and he excused himself to wade through the crowd. Before he could spot JJ, though, he heard Isabella’s voice call out his name.
“There you are, Otabek,” she sighed as he approached their table, pushing one of the chairs out with her leg. Otabek nodded and took a seat. “We were beginning to wonder if we’d get to see you at all this time.”
“Where’s your girlfriend?” JJ added, his voice a little too tight to be genuine curiosity. To Otabek’s ears he sounded uncharacteristically cool.
“Girlfriend…?”
Isabella huffed and smacked JJ’s arm. “Don’t mind him, he’s being a sourpuss today. Are you enjoying the party?”
“It’s alright,” Otabek said politely. Isabella nodded and rose from her seat.
“Alright, well, I need to use the bathroom. I’ll leave JJ in your capable hands, Otabek. JJ,” she added sharply, turning to her fiancé. “Be good.”
JJ outright pouted, and buried his face in his fist, elbow propped up on the table. “I’m always good,” he protested. Isabella rolled her eyes, but kissed his forehead nonetheless as she walked past him and out of the room.
There was silence for a moment, and then JJ looked critically at Otabek. “Are you sure it’s a good idea to let your little Russian kitten wander on his own?”
“…Are you referring to Yuri? Is that who you meant by my ‘girlfriend’?”
“Who else? You’ve spent all week with him, haven’t you?”
“JJ,” Otabek started slowly, completely incredulous, “are you jealous of Yuri?”
The furrow in JJ’s brow deepened. “I’ve got no reason to be jealous of a kid.”
Except that he’s the Gold medalist, and that he set a new Short Program record, Otabek thought, though he wisely kept these observations to himself. Aloud, he said, “That’s right.”
“It’s not like he’s not out to take everything from me. Him and his name double!”
“Excuse me?”
“The gold medal. The silver medal. The limelight!” JJ lamented dramatically, a shade of his older self coming through the bitterness. “I was supposed to win this all. King JJ had everything riding on this competition!”
“You’re wearing the bronze medal right now,” Otabek deadpanned.
“Bronze isn’t good enough for Isabella.”
“Really? Because she doesn’t seem upset with you.”
“Bronze isn’t good enough for me to have Isabella. Especially not when it comes with a healthy dose of media humiliation, and with my best friend replacing me for an upgraded model.”
Best friend? If Otabek’s gut was leading him right… “You think I replaced you?”
“You gave his finger a blow job as part of his exhibition skate.”
Otabek willed his face not to flush, though he could already feel the telltale warmth in his cheeks. “That has nothing to do with my friendship with you, JJ.” He argued quite reasonably. So it didn’t make sense when JJ looked down at him, blue eyes burning.
“Oh yeah?” He scoffed in a failed attempt at flippancy. “What about when you turned down eating with me and Isabella because you ‘wanted to be alone,’ only for us to find you with him and all the rest of them that same evening?”
“What?” Otabek asked, caught off guard, but he remembered it immediately thereafter.
“The day before the first day of competition. I asked if you wanted to get lunch with us, you said you were going to eat alone, but then we ran into you with all those other guys. I was the only guy competing who hadn’t been invited,” he huffed with genuine malice. Or no, Otabek realized, genuine hurt.
“I didn’t mean to–“ Otabek started before interrupting himself. He took a moment to organize his thoughts, then spoke succinctly. “I really was planning on spending that afternoon by myself. Running into Yuri was a coincidence… but I did get caught up in his company. That doesn’t mean I think he’s better than you.”
JJ gave Otabek a flat look that he hadn’t even realized JJ could be capable of. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed softly.
“I’m sorry for hurting your feelings, JJ,” he said firmly, leaving what he hoped was no room for arguments. “I don’t regret spending time with Yuri, and as my friend you shouldn’t try to make me feel guilty for it, but I admit I could have been better to you.” He tapped his chin thoughtfully. “At the very least, I probably should have defended you when they all made fun of your haircut…”
“They what?!” JJ squawked. “B-but… but it’s cool. And you have the same haircut anyways! And… you’re laughing–“ He gasped. “You’re fucking with me.”
Otabek grinned, and JJ punched him in the arm. “You’re the worst,” he complained.
“And you’d know, because you’re the best. Right, King JJ?”
JJ smiled toothily, and threw his head back with the pride befitting a self-titled monarch. Otabek sighed, but with a small smile of his own; everything was right with the world.
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 423
this is probably not at all what you wanted, but it's what happened. i'm sorry?
***
THE KINDNESS OF A KING
Article by Reebeegee
Jean-Jacques Leroy has so many friends. Some might even be tempted to say too many friends, but he would have to disagree. Last weekend I had the privilege to sit down with Jean-Jacques Leroy, or JJ as many affectionately call him by, the evening before his short program at the Grand Prix Final in Barcelona. His most beloved subject of discussion that evening was all the friends he has made through his journey as a professional figure skater.
According to the sparkling young JJ, there are never enough friends in the world. Every fan of his is a friend, and every personal acquaintance of his is a friend. All of his family, even the weird aunt he mentioned who lives in Vancouver with several cats, is his friend. There’s just something about JJ that’s so irresistibly friendly that one cannot know him by full name or nickname (JJ or King JJ, whichever his friends prefer) and not be his friend.
Who wouldn’t love his charmingly good looks? His cute hair? His French-Canadianness? His amazing personality? So self-centered one even forgives him, because in a way it has become cute to see him so supportive of his own existence.
“It’s like the best form of self-love,” Leo de la Iglesia says in regards to JJ’s self obsession in his latest interview. “He’s no worse than Viktor Nikiforov just because he’s a little more vocal about things. The thing about JJ is that literally nothing can upset him because he loves himself so much. Even the people that hate him have to love him, because he’s just that cool.”
Likewise, in a similar interview, Otabek Altin can be quoted saying, “He’s really just a cool guy,” and from a quiet and reserved skater like Otabek that’s really saying a lot.
Over the years of skating in competitions around the world and sharing multiple podium placements, the JJ-Leo-Otabek, or J-LO, friendship became a major hot topic of discussion amongst figure skating fans. Perhaps even as popular and heatedly debated as the skating power couple Katsuki Yuuri and Viktor Nikiforov.
“We’re really a good team,” JJ says confidently. “I was sad to see Leo not make it to the Grand Prix Final this year, but Otabek and I will surely dominate the podium. I’m the King JJ, after all, so if anyone deserves gold this year, it’s me or my friend Otabek Altin.”
*continued on page 12 for more self-absorbed substance*
Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
Who wouldn’t love his charmingly good looks? His cute hair? His French-Canadianness? His amazing personality? So self-centered one even forgives him, because in a way it has become cute to see him so supportive of his own existence.
this, exactly, all of this, JJ's charm point,
THANK YOU!!! SO MUCH!!!
Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G