Bonus Round 3: FSTs

[referees]

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

Profess your love for your favorite ships with the power of song! In this round, we ask you to create fan soundtracks and use them as inspiration for new fanwork.

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible.

RULES

• Submit prompts in the form of a short playlist (1-6 songs) and a ship from any of our nominated fandoms. Submit only the track listing and a link to where they can be listened to; the idea is for others to interpret what you present. You may also link to lyrics if you would like.
• Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Lilia & Sara). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Lilia/Sara). Please don't say "Any pairing," either.
• Create content based on the playlists of others! Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
• Fills may be in any form you choose (except for another FST of course) as long as they are inspired by/fit the mood of the soundtrack they are filling for.
• Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
• Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.

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. Any way you format it is fine. Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> (the ship your prompt is focused on. "&" indicates a platonic relationship, "/" is non-platonic. Format the ship name any way you want, but clarity is more likely to get you fills.) <strong>Fandom:</strong> (what fandom the ship is from) <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; these apply to content *in the prompt itself* and is NOT an implication of what you're looking for in a fill. If your prompt doesn't require tags, write "None" here.) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Prompt:</strong> <a href="">song title here</a>	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine. Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.

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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 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).

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Comments

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[kiyala]

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Kagami Taiga
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: autoplay at link

Prompt:

Wet Hot American Summer - Cobra Starship
Kiss My Sass - Cobra Starship
Hot Mess - Cobra Starship

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 654

***

They are together, Taiga thinks, a little bit unsteady every day. He wakes up and they are together, even if they’re not physically; there’s a text from Tatsuya that might just be a late response to Taiga’s congratulations on the good game but still feels so damn good, dumb and simple and infused with happiness like some kind of artisan SMS message because it really is that good. But now the season’s over and they’re together in every sense, back in LA in Tatsuya’s apartment there--Taiga hasn’t officially moved in, but it’s not like he’d really rather spend his time in his dad’s giant, empty house (it’s not like his dad is traveling any less anyway). It’s not like everything hasn’t been building up to this, seemingly forever; they’ve been together for more time and for less time than they have, and it’s almost confusing to think about sometimes.

That doesn’t mean Tatsuya’s not still Tatsuya, choosy with what he shows, openly warm but easier with physical affections that mean something a little more shallow, intense waves at the shoreline instead of the farther, deeper ones that make for better surfing, but Taiga’s just got to learn how to wade through him in this context. And it gets easier, little by little, subsiding as Taiga reaches in, reaches over to pull Tatsuya into a kiss and then hold him after, one hand on the small of his back, mouth resting on Tatsuya’s forehead.

It gets a little easier when they go out for dinner and drinks and they get recognized even though this is some quiet little bar next to Taiga’s favorite surf shop and they have to sign autographs, and Taiga tries to be more civil than he fills and ends up just watching Tatsuya smile and pose for photos and letting Tatsuya pull him in for a few. It’s easier to smile when he’s smiling at Tatsuya.

It’s easy to stay when the lights get dim and they’re just two guys again and they’ve gone through three orders of wings and Tatsuya’s on his fourth double IPA and he’s made a few remarks about breaking his diet and forget about the calories, that’s a hell of a lot of blood alcohol even for him; his cheeks are slightly flushed and he’s looking at Taiga like he’s drinking him in, the way he only ever looks at him in private and he’s let his guard down as low as it will go and, oh. They need to be out of here five second ago; Taiga leaves an extra-large cash tip for the bartender under his second glass, unfinished; he doesn’t even wait until they’re out of there to take Tatsuya’s hand.

Tatsuya closes his eyes in the car but doesn’t go to sleep, his hand in Taiga’s on the console (and Taiga’s glad he’d ended up renting an automatic because as much as Tatsuya teases him about it it’s a hell of a lot better for this).

Tatsuya’s already working at his clothes in the foyer, not bothering to be subtle or wait, pushing himself up against Taiga, pulling him in for a loose and sloppy kiss that tastes like alcohol and hot sauce and the breath mints from the tin in the glove compartment, and Taiga can take a hint. His hands are down Tatsuya’s shorts, groping his ass, thigh shoving in between Tatsuya’s. Theyw ant each other; Tatsuya’s never had a problem with admitting that, with making his voice go low on the telephone from five hundred miles away, but it’s the way he takes a breath and leans his head against Taiga’s shoulder like he’s almost dizzy, like he’s happy, that hits a little harder, makes Taiga still his hands.

“Hey, don’t stop,” Tatsuya says and kicks his ankle, looking up with a slide of a grin that makes Taiga’s entire body want to explode with everything that’s in it.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[moetushie]

Ship: Aomine/Kuroko
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: annnnnngst

Prompt:
1. Be Sensible - Jimmy Eat World
Why are we still so afraid / The things we do deserve the rightful names
2. Disintegration - Jimmy Eat World
I wonder why I'm so caught off guard when we kiss / I'd rather live my life in regret then do this
3. Over - Jimmy Eat World
I really need to hear how great I am / Cause I can't even get up out of bed / Now say it like you mean it

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Kuroko
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 410

***

Daiki hasn’t seen Tetsu since the championship, but did he really see Tetsu much then? He’d just assumed, but he really hadn’t seen; maybe on top of everything else he and Tetsu are so far apart that he just can’t fucking see him anymore. Maybe it’s like they’re on different planes of existence from each other, and they might as well be.

If he really wanted to know he’d ask Satsuki; sometimes it looks almost like she wants to tell him. And, well, maybe a confirmation that Tetsu’s been avoiding him or that Tetsu hates him or that all that bad blood’s dried to form a scar, maybe one that Daiki can see with his eyes closed.

He’s on the roof, pretending to sleep, when she tells him; he can hear her sit down and tuck her legs underneath her, take her hair out of its ponytail and gather it back up again.

“Tetsu-kun hasn’t been coming to school,” she says.

He pretends to ignore her, to still be sleeping; it gets harder as the wind picks up and Satsuki sighs, rising to her feet (he thinks about cracking and eye and looking up her skirt, but she probably wouldn’t even kick him for it now with that tone in her voice). So Tetsu feels like shit, too; so Tetsu knows what it’s like, now. Or maybe he thinks he does. Daiki hears Satsuki’s feet disappear and raises a hand to block out the sun when he opens his eyes; it only half-works and the light shines through, silhouetting his hand crudely. Fuck that. Daiki rolls over; the ground is hard but his uniform’s already dirty and he’s only got a few more months to wear it, anyway. Tetsu had been plugging away through this whole damn thing, too far below them all to feel the debris until it had all fallen down on him. But maybe it serves him right, from the look on his face, like he was blaming Daiki for everything. It takes two to fucking do this dance; it takes two sets of lips to meet, two hands to brush against each other; it takes two to let something fall apart that quickly.

It still would have fallen apart anyway, but not like this, or maybe it doesn’t matter. But knowing Tetsu’s somewhere in this city, feeling just as much of a hollowed-out empty shell as Daiki doesn’t make him feel any better. Maybe the opposite.

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: murasakibara/himuro
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: mentions of death
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

immortal - marina and the diamonds
something i need - onerepublic
memories - granrodeo

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Murasakibara Atsushi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: reincarnation
Word Count: 416

***

It feels like they've been waiting an eternity to find each other again and when their eyes finally meet for the first time in this life, things click into place.

"Atsushi," Tatsuya greets with a fond smile, like his heart remembers this kind of love.

"Muro-chin," Atsushi replies, and his expression is more difficult to read. Tatsuya's heart has no problem understanding his voice, though, and its pace quickens just at the familiarity of it.

Masako looks between the two of them with a frown. "Have you met before?"

"Just earlier," Tatsuya lies smoothly, giving Atsushi a meaningful look that has him nodding as well.

"I knew him before," Atsushi replies anyway, but he doesn't say before this, before all of these earth problems got in the way, before I was left waiting for someone to come back to me, not sure when, or what form they would take.

The plight of sixteen year old basketball players seems so insignificant in the grand scheme of things, but the teenage boys that they are in this life treat it as if it's the be all and end all of the entire situation. Atsushi has seen wars begin, has seen wars end, and has seen everything in between, with more friends lost than they had to save and bring home. He's seen entire civilisations burned to the ground and he's been there to watch those as well, along with the newer civilisations built on top of them.

Watching the world and hoping for Tatsuya to come back into his life has been exhausting and now that they're back together, all Atsushi wants to do is rest, with Tatsuya as close to him as possible.

They have to wait until they're alone before they can talk about it though. It's clear that Tatsuya is just as eager for it and the moment that their first afternoon of practice is over, Tatsuya leads them away, to somewhere much quieter, where they can talk without being seen, or heard.

"Atsushi," Tatsuya murmurs and reaches for him, Atsushi already bending to kiss him hard. They cling tightly to each other and Tatsuya sighs happily. "Atsushi, it's so good to see you again."

"You kept me waiting for so long," Atsushi complains, as he presses countless kisses all over Tatsuya's face. "That was unfair, Muro-chin. Don't do that to me again."

It's not something that either of them can ask of each other, but Tatsuya smiles anyway, kissing Atsushi. "I'll do my best."

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[kiyala]

Ship: Aomine Daiki/Himuro Tatsuya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Angst

Prompt:

If I Had A Heart - Fever Ray
Easy Way Out - Gotye
Wipe That Smile Off Your Face - Our Lady Peace

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 508

***

Daiki makes himself so easy to want, so easy to like. Behind the surly exterior there’s an easy laugh, a way he has of looking at Tatsuya like something that makes Tatsuya want to read something into it that’s not there. Like there’s something beyond his appreciation for Tatsuya as a physical specimen, even as a basketball player who pulls out all the plugs to compete with Daiki at two cylinders. His mussed-up hair in the morning, up early and over early to play ball, is too cute for a guy that big and lean, makes Tatsuya want to reach out and smooth it over. He does one day, and Daiki doesn’t pull back; he catches Tatsuya’s wrist and this is maybe where Tatsuya’s made the first mistake.

Or maybe the first mistake had been entertaining this in his mind long enough to get this far in reality, of thinking I want and going after someone who he’d waste himself on, because Daiki is--he’s not serious, not into Tatsuya the way Tatsuya’s into him. It’s just going to end up with them in each other’s beds, sheets tangled around them, maybe making each other breakfast (and Daiki always burns the eggs but Tatsuya eats them anyway, washing them down with extra coffee) and letting this carry on through summer and truncate itself gracefully at the end.

“You know,” Daiki says, when the days are getting shorter, the earth careening toward the equinox. “The season.”

He doesn’t elaborate, but Tatsuya braces himself. That’s his warning.

“Maybe this is enough,” he says a week later, half-dressed after sex and sitting on the edge of the bed, keeping his face in neutral gear.

“Enough of what?” says Daiki.

“This. Us. No use in carrying it on now.”

“Why?”

“The season’s coming,” says Tatsuya. “This was fun, but maybe we should give each other time enough to wind down.”

“Oh,” says Daiki, hardness creeping into his voice, calcifying it. “You know, when I said that before, I meant--how we’re going to go forward, but.”

“We’re not, are we?” says Tatsuya, giving himself enough breath to keep his voice from breaking.

“I guess not,” says Daiki.

Tatsuya takes the train home, all the way to the other end; there’s a hickey still on his neck and he smells kind of like sex, like Daiki and his sweat and the expensive fabric softener he uses. He tells himself to breathe, repeating it in his mind like a mantra, breathe-breathe-breathe. Daiki had thought he’d wanted more; Tatsuya had wanted more (because it’s so hard not to). But it’s too easy to see the future, the way they’d almost have to spill over more into each other’s lives, stain the carpets, make the inevitable break even messier. It’s worth it now even if it won’t feel like it when he sees Daiki’s stare like iron as he takes a free throw, as he blocks Tatsuya’s shot, as they clip their pleasantries short in polite company. He can’t go back and unpay that price anyway.

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[kiyala]

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Murasakibara Atsushi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Undisclosed Desires - Muse
I Want You - Savage Garden
Drumming Song - Florence + the Machine

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Murasakibara/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 426

***

They’ve been dancing around the edge for so long that it feels like old hat, like they’ve been partners for a lifetime, that hands slip effortlessly onto waists, metaphorically mostly except for when it’s practice and they need to help each other with stretching, when Tatsuya all of a sudden loses balance and reaches out a hand to steady himself on Atsushi’s arm, an apology but Atsushi doesn’t pull his arm away, the mysterious crumbs and pieces of dust that Atsushi brushes off of Tatsuya’s hair (that Liu claims not to see, but that’s just an excuse for Atsushi to remark on his poor shooting percentage). They take bites of each other’s food, not quite feeding each other but teetering on the edge, corners of chocolate bars and snatched vegetables from bentos, the piece of radish Atsushi had tried to steal back from Tatsuya’s chopsticks and nearly succeeded.

The way Tatsuya talks about basketball is so fucking stupid and Atsushi loves hearing about it anyway, like Tatsuya talks about loving basketball as a competition he’s going to win and he probably would (though who wants to win that), the way he talks about shots and steals and dribbles like they’re the most exciting thing in the world. It’s irritating; it’s irritating because he pays attention to that and not to Atsushi, that the way Atsushi has to grab his attention is through basketball and sometimes he thinks this is just some sly game that Tatsuya doesn’t really mean just to get him to own up to loving basketball even though he doesn’t or to make him a better player, but then he catches Tatsuya looking out of the corner of his eye, leaning forward and if this is a game then it’s way too fucking deep by now.

Atsushi’s long since stopped trying to solve the way he feels, the way Tatsuya does stuff and it’s cute even though he’s so pretty, the way he doesn’t want Tatsuya to move away when he’s close, skin too soft for someone who devotes his life to a sport, the smell of his shampoo and the curve of his lips. It doesn’t have to make sense, and he’s just going to keep feeling it until he doesn’t. And it’s as simple as all of that until they crash into Atsushi’s bed and he wakes up with Tatsuya in his arms, so small and almost delicate in his strength, breathing even and sweat stuck to his skin, because then, Tatsuya’s pulse fluttering against Atsushi’s skin, it begins to make sense.

PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[soveryaverageme]

Ship: Daichi Sawamura & Bokuto Koutarou & Kuroo Testsurou & Oikawa Tooru (Any combination is fine, feel free to add more captains!)
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Autoplay Sound

Prompt:

1. Dope (BTS) || Translation in Vid
2. Idols (EDM Mashup) (Virtual Riot)
3. Finale (Madeon)

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[kiyala]

Ship: Aomine Daiki/Himuro Tatsuya or Himuro Tatsuya/Kagami Taiga (or all three)
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Cherry Lips - Garbage
Ugly Heart - G.R.L.
Primadonna - Marina and the Diamonds

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 506

***

Tatsuya wakes up sweating in the middle of the night, in the middle of the bed. All the limbs surrounding him, tangled with his, make Daiki and Taiga feel like a monolithic octopus from the deep, clutching at him, but isn’t that a little bit ironic of a thought for him to have? It makes him almost smile but it’s too bitter and he’s too hot; he sits up carefully but they’re heavy sleepers; Taiga’s still snoring, head next to Tatsuya’s hip; Daiki’s face is halfway into the pillow and he doesn’t stir, and Tatsuya tries not to get caught up in looking at them. He takes off his shirt and throws it over Daiki onto the floor; they’ll pick it up tomorrow.

It feels dark and deep, but the only one dragging anyone down is Tatsuya, the way it always is. It would be easy to just leave, in theory; in practice it’s hard because he’s too fucking attached and even if it’s better it would hurt Taiga all over again (all at once now, rather than dragged out, either way the same result, maybe). Tatsuya’s the one who wants too much; he wants them both; he wants all of them, all of the things that are just between the two of them; he can’t be satisfied with the things he shares with Daiki and the lifetime of things he shares with Taiga, and all that sits between the three of them. He’s the greedy sea monster with many limbs, trying to pull at everything but he’ll end up cracking it apart, and all the things that would be okay if it was just Taiga and Daiki like this, maybe the way it should have been.

Daiki shifts next to him, and Tatsuya reaches over without thinking to smooth his hair over his head. Daiki blinks up at him, sleepy.

“What are you doing up?”

Tatsuya shrugs. “Just got hot.”

“Mm.”

Daiki’s not in the mood for talking, and Tatsuya exhales as he pulls himself out of the bed, away from the bathroom door and probably to the kitchen. Tatsuya slides back under the covers; the sweat’s mostly dry on his chest by now. His ankle slots back between Taiga’s; Taiga cuddles closer again and, oh, Tatsuya wants so much, for this all to be his forever.

“You’re thinking about something,” Daiki says, setting his glass of water on the end table and pushing aside the covers, crawling in and half-spooning Tatsuya from the side.

“Sometimes I think I want too much,” Tatsuya says, light enough for Daiki to maybe (hopefully) not take him too seriously.

“We all do,” says Daiki, kissing him sloppy on the cheek.

For him it’s so simple; Tatsuya sighs.

“Stop thinking so hard,” says Daiki.

It’s easier to think of it like this when they’re all just tangled limbs in the dark, but sleep is pulling on both of them; Daiki’s grip is tighter around Tatsuya’s waist, and maybe it’s okay to want this much for a little while longer.

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Akashi/Kuroko or Oikawa/Hinata
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke or Haikyuu
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: please feel free to make this as dark and terrible as you like :) DR. HORRIBLE'S SING ALONG BLOG mix.
Prompt:

My Eyes - Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog
Slipping- Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog
everything you ever wanted- Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog

Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[miyukitty]

gazes covetously at this

PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[soveryaverageme]

Ship: Sawamura Daichi & Sugawara Koushi & Azumane Asahi & Kiyoko Shimizu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Death (Mentioned in Lyrics)
Other Tags: Autoplay Sound


Prompt:

1. Spring Day (BTS) || Translation in Vid
2. 18 Years (Daughtry)
3. Young and Stupid (Hedley)

FILL: TEAM AONE TAKANOBU/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, G

[kuriicurry]

Ship: Sawamura Daichi & Sugawara Koushi & Azumane Asahi & Kiyoko Shimizu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None

You know i just... couldn't resist Spring Day's aesthetic and also it's sad though I didn't mention the death part at all haha... I hope you'll like it though !

***

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[hibari1_chan]

Ship: Teshima Junta/Aoyagi Hajime
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Baby I'm Yours Arctic Monkeys
Halo Beyonce
I Do Adore Mindy Gledhill
No One Alicia Keys

FILL: Team AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[kiwibon]

Ship: Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: aoyagis heart bursts again
Word Count: None


Fill for Beyonce's 'Halo'
Click the thumb❤
***

PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[soveryaverageme]

Ship: Tsukishima Kei & Tsukishima Akiteru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Drugs (Mentioned in Lyrics),
Other Tags: Alcohol (Mentioned in Lyrics), Autoplay Sound

Prompt:

1. Begin (BTS - Jungkook) || Translation in Vid
2. 7 Years (Lucas Graham)
3. Idle Worship (Paramore)

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Tsukishima Kei & Tsukishima Akiteru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 140 words

Warnings for terrible rapping and sort of non-canonical reactions because KEI WHY.

***

Rap!

Hey brother, brother, brother, tell me what’s your deal
I’m sitting here on the side not knowing how to feel
You used to be my god, yeah, you used to rule the sky
Now you’re a broken winged angel who never got to fly
I took your word for your gospel, I believed it was all true
But now i’m sitting here staring down at the real you,
Confined to the bench while your betters play
Hey brother, brother, brother, why couldn’t you just say
The coach doesn’t think I’m good enough, i’m benched for the day
Did you think my feelings were so frail that they’d stray
Away from you, my brother, whom I love so much I’d slay
A thousand giants for you, whether big or small,
Hey brother, brother, brother, in my heart you still stand tall.

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

[ioo]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: young love /w\ , graduation feels

Prompt:

1. Eighteen, by Dive In
2. Endlessly, by The Cab
3. Young Love, by Eli Lieb

FILL: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA, G

[tripsh]

Ship: iwaizumi hajime/oikawa tooru
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: poetry fill
Word Count: 23 lines



***

i might not be able to give you much,
but i want to give you all of me.
maybe it's not gold,
but i hope you'll wear it proudly.


all the same.

i'll never trade away
what it's like to feel
my heart pound and race
because of you.


for you.


we may be young,
but i love you.
i want to have forever
if we can.


if you want to.


years may pass,
but i'll never forget.
we're young--only eighteen.
but we have whole world in our hands.

ours,
right in front of us.

so let's dive in,
let's face what's next together.

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Rin/Haru, Akashi/Kuroko, Kiyoko/Yachi
Fandom: Free, Kuroko no Basuke, Haikyuu
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: the fairy tale mix, please imagine Akashi violin-ing for Kuroko's soul
Prompt:

Faerie Queen - Heather Alexander
be it carved from the finiest wood or strung with silver string/only mortal trust or faerie dust/can make a fiddle sing
The Maiden and the Selkie - Heather Alexander
I will stay one night besides you/never go to the sea/I will stay and be your husband/though it be the death of me
Medusa
Better to love the me within/behind the skin/I choose to be a goddess inside

Re: PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[moetushie]

Haru as a selkie.... I'm screaming. It makes so much sense.

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

[ioo]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, or Ushijima Wakatoshi/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Explicit sexual content, or implied sexual content
Other Tags: suggestive songs ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), works better with iwaoi i think but it works with ushioi too
Prompt:

1. Shape of You, by Ed Sheeran
2. Cardiac Arrest, by Bad Suns (WoodysProduce Remix)
3. Touch Fluffy Tail, by Ken Ashcorp
4. Peeping Tom, by Jamie Berry ft. Rosie Harte
5. Fantasy, by Mystery Skulls

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E

[kiyala]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 548

***

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PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: demon king!Oikawa/Kirihara, demon king!Oikawa/Akashi, Yukimura/Kageyama, Imayoshi/Ryoma, Miyuki/Mihashi
Fandom: Haikyuu & Prince of Tennis & Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: please feel free to make this as dark and terrible as you like :), so much mental/emotional manipulation
Prompt:

The Morrigan- Heather Alexander
The Morrigan builds with flesh and bone/the fills an empty throne
Morder's Lullaby - Heather Alexander
you won't understand the cause of your grief/but you'll always follow the voices beneath/loyalty loyalty loyalty loyalty only to me
Come Little Children - Hocus Pocus
weep not poor children/for life is this way/murdering beauty and passions

FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, T

[yrindor]

Ship: Akashi Seijuurou/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke, Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: abuse (physical), bodily fluids (blood), dubcon, death (of other demons), graphic depictions of violence (including to eyes)
Other Tags: torture, supernatural elements (demons)
Word Count: 1537

***

Akashi claims his birthright when he comes of age. It's a right given only to the royal family, but he is the first to claim it in several generations.

The ritual itself takes place deep in the dungeons. Akashi lays open his palm and outlines the two interlocking circles on the floor in his own blood. He sits in the center of one circle and begins to chant, the words building around him until he shouts the last four words of power to complete the spell.

He screams as half of his soul is torn from his body.

The court mages take over as he collapses, binding his sacrifice to the center of the other circle, using it as bait to summon a demon, and holding it as they sacrifice it for its power. The demon's shrieks join Akashi's screams and threaten to drown out the sound of the mages' chanting.

When the ritual finishes, Akashi is left lying on the cold stone with one eye that glows with demonic power and a searing ache in his chest that will never fully fade. The other half of his soul will be claimed upon his death as full payment for his borrowed power.

At least, that is how the ritual is supposed to work. But the ritual doesn't take into account a new ruler of hell who doesn't want to wait, and who doesn't doesn't take kindly to the sacrifice of his subordinates.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The only warning Akashi has when it happens is a yanking pain behind his eye that wakes him in the middle of the night. Then he's pulled through the hell gate opened by the demon king and falls into the waiting hordes of the demon king's armies. He fights as chains are yanked tight around his wrists and tries to speak the spell to call up wards, but a clawed hand strikes him across the face, laying open his cheek. His robes are ripped from his back to make way for the demons' whips and flails.

He breaks the wills of a few demons with the power of his eye, but the rest learn and aren't so foolish as to stand in front of him, and their wrath is worse for it. He tries not to cry out, but at some point his body stops obeying, and the demons only jeer more loudly.

When the demon king enters, his subjects fall silent, leaving only Akashi's last screams echoing in the cavernous space.

Unlike the lesser demons, Oikawa doesn't hesitate to stand in front of Akashi; Akashi's eye may grant him demonic powers, but it's useless before the strongest of the demons.

The demon king's appearance seems to shift as he approaches. On the surface, he wears a beautiful face, but Akashi can see the way it flickers around the edges, terrible claws and too many limbs slipping out around the edges. Oikawa stops before him and curls his claws under Akashi's chin.

He smiles when he sees Akashi's mismatched eyes, and his tongue darts out to lap at the blood trickling down Akashi's cheek. His breath is hot against Akashi's skin as his tongue snakes higher, curling lightly at the edge of Akashi's borrowed eye. Akashi can't suppress a shudder.

"I think you have something of mine," Oikawa says, his voice deceptively mild. "I'd like it back."

Akashi doesn't bother with niceties. He may be a captive of the demon, but he refuses to bow before his power. He isn't awed by anyone, not even the ruler of hell. He yanks his head back, ignoring the way the demon's claws score the back of his neck.

"I took it with a fair trade," he says. "You'll get the rest of your payment when the time comes."

Oikawa snaps his fingers and Akashi is yanked roughly back between his captors. "Take him to a cell," Oikawa orders. "We'll see how long he keeps singing his pretty song."

Akashi stumbles as he's shoved toward the side of the room, but the demons don't let him regain his balance; he's half-dragged out the door, the rough stones of the floor scraping the tops of his feet. He's brought deeper and deeper into Oikawa's stronghold until they throw him into an empty stone room. The heavy metal door slams shut behind them, and the deep echoes take too long to fade.

Akashi knows the goal is to scare him into submission; he's used similar tactics himself before, but he's not so easily cowed. He immediately sets his mind to planning. There's not much he can use down here in the dungeons, but there's loose mortar between some of the stones, and a couple of cracks running across the floor. He shreds his fingernails working some of them loose until he has a couple of makeshift knives that will serve him in a pinch.

He doesn't know for certain, but if Oikawa thinks like he does, and he suspects the demon king does, then he thinks he knows what the demon king's next move will be; after all, it's the next move that he would play. If he's right, then he doesn't have much time. He doesn't even need his knives yet; there's enough of his blood already flowing from the marks the demons have left on him.

He starts at the outer edges of the space and works his way in, drawing the most intricate and powerful circle he knows. It's a race against time, but he can't afford to make even a single mistake. He's starting to feel lightheaded from blood loss and pain by the time he finishes, and he relies on muscle memory to carry him through as he opens a shallow cut on his arm and uses the fresh blood to write the final runes on the points of the innermost circle.

Then he sit back and waits.

He doesn't have to wait long. Scarcely a few breaths later he hears the click of claws against stone, and he fights to keep the smile from his face when the demon king himself opens the door. As he had suspected, Oikawa is too proud to resist gloating, and too confident in his own powers to have even bothered bringing a guard with him.

The minute Oikawa steps across the threshold, Akashi recites the words of power that call up the wards of his circle. Mage fire burns around the edge of the outermost circle, trapping Oikawa in the space with him. Only one of them will leave, and Akashi is determined that it won't be the demon king.

Oikawa is fast though, and not easily startled, and he lunges across the space before Akashi can call up the second set of walls that would have protected him. The demon's claws sink into his shoulder, and he bites back a scream. Oikawa presses close to him, his tongue flicking toward Akashi's face again, and Akashi knows what he wants.

He also knows he'll never give up his hard-won power. There's too much he has left to do, and he won't accept failure, especially from himself.

Akashi changes his plan. He snaps out a few words of power, and more magefire springs up within the circle. Oikawa isn't deterred though, he presses closer even as the flames burn at his skin, filling the space with acrid smoke and the smell of burning flesh.

It slows Oikawa just enough though, and Akashi begins a second spell, chanting harsh, ugly words that were never meant for human ears. Oikawa wants his eye, but he'll sacrifice the rest of his soul before he gives up that power. The words tear out of his throat, and when the beginnings of a hell portal begin to open behind him, he knows Oikawa has seen the greater shape of his goal.

The demon king screams in frustration, no longer taking the time to form human words, and he yanks Akashi's head back with his claws.

It's a desperate race against time as Akashi shouts the final phrases of the spell that will use the rest of his soul to open a gate out of the demon's realm while Oikawa's claws scramble against his face.

In the end, Oikawa is faster, and Akashi screams as the demon's claw sinks deep into his eye and yanks. His concentration wavers, and his spell shatters as well, but Oikawa catches hold of the pieces and finishes them with his own power.

"Let this be a lesson," Oikawa hisses as he shoves Akashi roughly through the gate.

Akashi lands back on the cold stone of his own workroom floor, his hands pressed to his ruined eye. Oikawa meant to defeat him, but he is not so easily defeated. Conquering other empires can wait; he has a new goal: to destroy the king of the demons and his realm once and for all. Akashi is absolute. Anything that threatens him is punished; anyone who marks him as Oikawa has must face the full weight of his retribution.

Revenge is still the only thing on his mind when a servant finds him the next morning, half-conscious and lying in a drying pool of his own blood.

PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[soveryaverageme]

Ship: Sugawara Koushi & Oikawa Tooru & Akaashi Keiji & Kozume Kenma & Kageyama Tobio (Any combo is fine, feel free to add other setters!)
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Violence (Mentioned in Lyrics), Death (Mentioned in Lyrics)
Other Tags: Autoplay Sound

Prompt:

1. This is War (Thirty Seconds to Mars)
2. Renegades (X Ambassadors)
3. Glitter and Gold (Barns Courtney)
4. The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty (Panic! At The Disco)

FILL: TEAM Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, G

[tehngo]

Ship: Sugawara Koushi & Oikawa Tooru & Akaashi Keiji & Kozume Kenma & Kageyama Tobio
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: we have the same taste in music y_y
Word Count: none

I am in love with this prompt <3

***

PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[elucidatedlucy]

Ship: Manami Sangaku &/ Teshima Junta
Series: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: Death/Murder, Violence, explicit mentions in 'do everything now'
Other Tags: manate the blackrom edition tape, not abuse, just loathing, self loathing, all the way down

Prompt:

Do Everything Now - Saint Motel
Here It Goes Again (UK Surf) - OK Go
Tender Fax - Of Montreal
Family Happiness - The Mountain Goats

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [G]

[jaegervega]

Ship: Manami Sangaku/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: none

I love this prompt and playlist, thank you!
I'm putting a link to the picture bc it's slightly nsfw, nothing explicit tho

***
https://twitter.com/jaegervegaa/status/883092774366654470

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

[ioo]

Ship: Ushijima Wakatoshi/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Potential violence, potential sexual content
Other Tags: potential FHQ (in this case Ushijima is probs a High Priest, independent both from Iwaizumi's ragtag band and Oikawa's kingdom), do what u want w this tho lo l, no major character death pls, im soft and dont like sad endings, just give me insecure oiks or smth

Prompt:
1. Power&Control, by Marina and the Diamonds
2. Lowlife, by That Poppy
3. Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off, by Panic! at the Disco (jfc)
4. Teddy Bear, by Melanie Martinez

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Asahi/Nishinoya
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: revolution! war! yeah!!!
Prompt:

Battle Scars - Paradise Fears
I'll carry you home/no you're not alone/keep marching on/this is worth fighting for
Ignite - Zedd
everyone's watching through your eyes/there's only two options/win or die/it went from a spark to an open flame/now destiny's calling out your name
Warriors - Imagine Dragons
Here we are/don't turn away now/we are the warriors that built this town

FILL: TEAM HIKARU NO GO, T

[toomanyhometowns]

Ship: Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Violence (implied to be severe, but all offscreen)
Other Tags: Regime bad, resistance good, vague dystopian future rebel groups~, sorta coercive behaviour for The Greater Good
Word Count: 1414

*drops this carefully on your doorstep* i hope you... enjoy?

***

"At some point, Nekoma's going to need their striker back."

Suga sounds tense through the static in Yuu's earpiece.

"More to the point," Daichi says, "Tanaka's going to have some sort of aneurysm if we keep him on the team with Yamamoto-san." The smile in his voice sounds forced.

Kiyoko's voice is almost too quiet to make out: "We're not going to be able to borrow from any other units for a while, now--it's heating up."

Yuu grits his teeth and continues his check of the unit's internal surveillance equipment. After the newbies' team had hit a shipment of regime electronics last month, the inside video feeds have slowly been being repaired, but priority had gone to the external cameras. Front entrance (disguised as a broken dishwasher), back entrance (aluminium sheeting), riverside entrance... Yuu flicks through each channel, careful, careful, but still with half his concentration running logistics for the unit. That static's getting worse, and he'll have to do something about it. It's miraculous the audio wiring has held out as long as it has, all things considered--some of it is original from when the Small Giant had first founded the Karasuno cell of the Movement.

At some point, Nekoma's going to need Yamamoto back.

"Hey Nishinoya-san," Yamaguchi says as he ducks under the doorframe to the unofficial security officer's room.

Yuu grunts a reply, still absorbed in the twin familiar problems of Karasuno's striker and Karasuno's defences. Yamamoto had heard some buzz through his unit's network that there'd be rolls and rolls of copper wire coming in to a warehouse by the docks next week. Their current audio line is just copper-coated aluminium, so it'd be a step up.

He bites his lip where a thick line of scar tissue intersects it, and reminds himself that Asahi's a coward.

"Nishinoya-san, what should I do first? I was thinking someone should do maintenance on the dump, make sure the rain didn't shift anything too important, but does that sound like a good plan?" Yamaguchi's still a little cautious, a little deferent when he doesn't need to be. Yuu doesn't mind, though.

"Nah," he says, abruptly making up his mind. "I'll go take care of that. Keep an eye on the cameras while I'm out."

He's on his feet and on his way out the door before Yamaguchi has finished accepting the shift in tasks.

"Sure! But that's..." Not the right direction for the exit.

Yuu knows.

---

The new room Asahi had claimed for himself six months ago is, predictably, as far away from the outside world as is possible in their unit. His old room had been theirs.

"Asahi," Yuu calls, and braces his hands on either side of the doorframe, plants his feet shoulder width apart. "Time's up!"

There's no sound from inside, but Yuu's been ignored by Asahi before, and he knows how it goes.

"I know you can hear me! Yachi told me she could hear me shout from two floors away."

Fabric rustles, and the thought of Asahi leaning against the door, sliding down, curling up on the floor crystallises perfectly in Yuu's head. He stays standing, but lowers his volume.

"Yamamoto's going back to Nekoma soon," he says. "We won't have a strike leader anymore, we don't have anyone else with the training on the big guns."

He's thinking that Hinata could do it.

Yuu scoffs. "He's so green I'm surprised he doesn't photosynthesise. He's not an option."

Someday, though, it'll come to that. He's small, so they've been able to use him for stealth, and for quick smash'n'grabs when he's on a team with Kageyama and Yachi, but someday he's going to be a heavy-hitter. He says as much every few minutes, it seems, but Yuu's seen that light in people's eyes before. He knows it's not an empty promise--Hinata's going to be a second Small Giant, for better or for worse.

"I don't--" Asahi's voice is low and rumbly, carrying well across rooms. He probably wishes it didn't. "I don't want to see them get hurt."

"I know," Yuu says. One hand lets go of the doorframe to drop to his side, and rub the spot where his index finger had healed crooked from a break. "But they're going to get hurt one way or another." They're already with the Movement. They've already put targets on their backs.

"I don't want to see it," Asahi repeats, and Yuu understands him this time.

He swallows past the knot in his throat, tamps down on the injustice, the desire for this struggle to be over already. Maybe if Asahi had left early on, had switched to a non-violent part of the Movement... He could've been a teacher in one of the underground education centres. He could've run a farm off the grid and supplied the units in the city. He wouldn't've been caught on security camera detonating a regime munitions store, and would never have gotten into fire fights protecting Movement interests, or raiding regime weak points.

But: "You can't leave," Yuu says.

The door opens inwards, stirring a swirl of air against his face.

"I want to, sometimes," Asahi admits.

Yuu's seen Asahi around the unit within the last few months--it's not so large that two people can effectively avoid each other, no matter the circumstances. But he hadn't really looked, before, hadn't seen the deep purple circles under his eyes, the skin on his lips worried raw and peeling.

His grip tightens on the doorframe. "That doesn't matter," he says. "We're getting closer."

"Don't lie to me," Asahi snaps. Yuu prides himself for the fact that Asahi doesn't look immediately embarrassed after raising his voice.

"We are!" Yuu insists. "You haven't been out there in months--"

"Oh, you're one to talk!"

"--the energy on the streets, the way people treat the officials... We have more informants in the regime than ever before. Tanaka says there's momentum, real momentum."

"What does Daichi say?" Asahi's always the same, totally incapable of generating hope on his own, but with such weak barriers to it when someone else offers it up. Yuu used to wish for Asahi's sake that he had more of a backbone; now, he's hoping for Karasuno's sake that Asahi still doesn't.

"Daichi's cautious," Yuu says. "Obviously. But you should ask him yourself. He'll tell you we can do this, if all the units just hold out." He looks Asahi in the eye and hopes. "If we have full units, that is."

---

Yuu sleeps in Asahi's room that night. At first he's unwilling to let go until he's wrested a commitment to get back in the field out of him, and then after that he's just unwilling to let go because... Well, it's been six months, and he's missed the way Asahi feels. And now Asahi's going back out in the field.

Yuu keeps a quiet catalogue: Asahi still has callouses on his hands, so he must have been keeping up his training. Asahi still likes to run his calloused hands along Yuu's back, pausing at freckles and scars. Asahi still kisses like he's afraid Yuu's going to disappear.

In the morning, Asahi pulls a box out from under his bunk. It contains sturdy boots, gloves, spare ammunition (that he absolutely should've kept in the armoury instead, but Yuu's not going to bring that up right now), lightweight body armour, and large, worn goggles. The gear isn't dusty or dirty, but it smells like the ozone discharge of a stun-gun, and most of it has a stain of rust-brown blood somewhere on it.

"That's yours," Asahi says, and pokes the right glove, the whole palm of which is stained. The bags under his eyes haven't faded, but the cast of Asahi's shoulders is looser than yesterday, and Yuu wants to keep it that way.

"Yeah," he says, "but don't make a big thing of it." He puts the glove on, flaps the too-long fingers at Asahi. "Look, we're reunited! All better."

Asahi laughs reluctantly, and grabs at the glove. "Give that back."

Yuu does, and laughs, and waits for the decision he made to feel good. He suspects it won't happen for a while, not until Karasuno's regained its balance and had a few good missions with their own striker again. It might not happen until Asahi tells him he's okay with his role again.

Still, he knows had to be done. The best defence is a good offence, and Asahi's the best offence they've got.

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

[ioo]

Ship: Matsukawa Issei/Hanamaki Takahiro
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: canon verse, graduation feels, end meme-y matsuhanas 2k17, these boys r weird and complicated and insecure and deserve in depth exploration

Prompt:

1. La La, by The Cab
2. On Melancholy Hill, by Gorillaz
3. Magic, by Olympic Aires

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Hanamaki Takahiro/Matsukawa Issei
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 460

***

They graduate on a clear, sunny day where the buzz of excitement mixes in the air with the uncertainty of the future and the wistfulness for the time that has passed.

Three whole years, Issei thinks to himself, and it feels like all he has to show for it is the graduation diploma in his hands and the soft but painful burn in his chest as he looks at Takahiro, unsure if he's missed his chance or if he's staring at it right now and just can't see it for what it is.

"Hey," Takahiro murmurs with a half smile, pulling Issei out of his thoughts and back into the present.

Enjoy the moment, Issei thinks to himself. He isn't getting this one again, for better or worse. He's only going to have the one chance to do something about it.

"Hey yourself," he replies, and he taps his diploma tube against Takahiro's shoulder, once, twice, until Takahiro lifts his up and knocks it away.

"What is this, a sword fight?" Takahiro asks, a slow grin creeping across his lips.

"Could be," Issei replies. He takes a breath. "Could be something else."

"Yeah," Takahiro agrees, low and considering. "This really could be, huh?"

Issei leaves it at that, giving Takahiro a lazy grin. "So hey, anyway, congratulations on graduating, or whatever. See you at our first semester of university?"

"Maybe before then, if you're lucky," Takahiro replies with a wink that's completely over the top, but Issei gets it. He gets that Takahiro is afraid right now, when he is too. He gets that this sort of thing needs time, that they've had three years and they still need a little longer. That's completely fine. Issei has always thought of himself as a particularly patient, thoughtful person. There's no need for that to change now, even if he's almost in reach of what he wants.



Takahiro is the one who starts inventing excuses for them to spend time with each other. So we don't go into shock and die because we're too used to seeing each other every single day, is laughably transparent, but Issei's been running out of good excuses too. He'll take this one.

They start off in a busier part of town, before wandering off into the quieter streets, where they can just mumble their conversation to each other and they understand, half by hearing and half by knowing each other well enough.

"So, hey," Takahiro says, as he and Issei climb an old fence, into a playground that's been shut for months.

"Yeah?" Issei knows where this is going. They reach for each other's hands, but he asks anyway.

Takahiro doesn't give him an answer, but gives him a kiss. All things considered, it's even better.

PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi

[soveryaverageme]

Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou &/ Bokuto Koutarou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Bullying (in Music Vid), Rapidly Flashing Images (in Music Vid)
Other Tags: Strong Language, Autoplay Sound

Prompt:

1. I'm the One That's Cool (The Guild Cast)
2. Status Quo (Team Starkid)
3. Pokemon Theme Song (Jazz Version) (Postmodern Jukebox Extra)

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

[ioo]

Ship: Matsukawa Issei/Hanamaki Takahiro
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual content.
Other Tags: DNCE version because they're literally matsuhana, aged up + future fic i'd say, fwb turned more :) :) :)

Prompt:

1. Toothbrush, by DNCE
2. Cake by the Ocean, by DNCE
3. Jinx It, by DNCE

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, M

[kiyala]

Ship: Hanamaki Takahiro/Matsukawa Issei
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: future fic
Word Count: 457

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PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

[directorenno]

Ship: oikawa tooru/(matsukawa issei, tendou satori) or kanemura shinji/sawamura eijun
Fandom: haikyuu or daiya no ace
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: alcohol mention, angst, autoplay sound

Prompt:
the chainsmokers ft. halsey - closer | lyrics
lany - yea, babe, no way | lyrics
muna - winterbreak | lyrics
crystal castles ft. robert smith - not in love | lyrics
zayn - like i would | lyrics

Re: PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

[candyharlot]

...steeples fingers how do you feel...about matsuoiten

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[kiyala]

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Kagami Taiga & Alexandra Garcia
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Death themes in first song
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Superboy and the Invisible Girl - Next To Normal
Running Up That Hill - Placebo
If Then - Bad Veins

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[nautilics]

oh OUCH at that first one

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Rin/Sousuke & Rin/Haru, Akashi/Kuroko & Aomine/Kuroko,
Fandom: Free, Kuroko no Basuke,
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: more love triangles? MORE LOVE TRIANGLES. And pining and tragedy! And infidelity!
Prompt:

As Long As There's A Moon - deleted Hunchback of Notre Dame song
you know we all want someone to love us/i guess i'll love you/as long as there's a moon
The Highwayman - Loreena McKenitt
Watch for me by the moonlight/I'll come to thee by the moonlight/Though hell should bar the way.
Over The Hills And Far Away - Nightwish
Over the hills and far away/she prays he will return one day/As sure as the rivers reach the seas/back in his arms he swears she'll be.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Akashi/Kuroko (onesided), Aomine/Kuroko
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 449

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Kuroko is cruel, but it’s the dull knives that leave the worst wounds. They’re the ones pressed to hard, that don’t cut until they cut too far, and now there’s blood all over Akashi’s hands, invisible to everyone but him. There’s a voice in his head that whispers things of course Kuroko would never, that he’s always had eyes for Aomine, that that twisted tangled metaphor about light rings true here. Aomine’s light is so strong that a stark shadow like Kuroko can’t help but follow, that a shadow may stray and grow long but it will always snap back to the light when the angle changes over.

“I’m glad you could come, Kuroko,” Akashi says, and Kuroko looks back at him, blank as always.

“Of course, Akashi-kun.”

“Oi, Tetsu!”

And Kuroko’s demeanor changes, slight enough to anyone not looking close enough, but to Akashi it’s stark, a sharpened shadow against the pavement as he approaches the streetlight. Aomine’s waving; Kuroko’s lips are slightly curved into a smile; he stands to greet him and Akashi does not look away when they kiss. Perhaps it’s more polite, but this is his house. Were Akashi someone else, he might make a cutting remark about Aomine greeting a significant other like that, but it would fall too dry from his lips.

Aomine’s arm drops around Kuroko’s shoulders, and Akashi sips his tea, thinking about it spreading calm through his body. It does no good to be angry; this is a step up from playing shogi by himself while Aomine distracted Kuroko from their conversations back at Teikou and then Akashi feels pathetic for thinking that. Is it really a step up when he’s still watching them from across the table, almost like a voyeur in his own home to their relationship, Aomine’s unrelenting casual up against Tetsuya’s quiet formality, the way they somehow don’t clash completely. Wanting Kuroko is cruel, and Kuroko’s the one who twists the knife by looking at Aomine the way he does, the smuggest sort of happiness that makes Akashi wish he could crush his teacup in his fist.

He always invites Kuroko; Kuroko always brings Aomine; if Akashi presses it he pretends to assume it’s a group thing. It’s his way of saying that he knows and he does not want any part of this, even if it’s just the two of them, platonically, like he needs his buffer of a boyfriend. But Akashi will not concede; he’ll let Kuroko bring Aomine because he’s still here; perhaps one day Aomine will cancel and Kuroko will not be able to scramble for an excuse; perhaps one day Kuroko will pity him and Akashi will pounce. He can wait.