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

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PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: kagami/himuro
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: angst, depictions of violence, sexual content
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

miss missing you - fall out boy
a little less sixteen candles, a little more "touch me" - fall out boy
g.i.n.a.s.f.s. - fall out boy

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Himuro Tatsuya/Kagami Taiga
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: metahuman au
Word Count: 532

***

They meet for the first time when they're all of eight years old and Tatsuya is excited by the thought that Taiga is just like him. Someone ordinary, in a world full of metahumans, with no special abilities, no idea of anything that he could even be good at.

It's easier playing with Taiga than it is playing with the other kids in the neighbourhood, whose bodies are already beginning to show the signs of the powers that they're going to start growing into over the next few years. The girl who lives next door to him is already starting to go invisible sometimes, one body part at a time. One of the boys Tatsuya used to play basketball with isn't allowed to play any more, ever since he created a shock wave after landing a particularly hard jump.

Taiga is better than all of the other kids, though. He's plain. He's kind, he's impressed when Tatsuya shows off, and for the first time in his life, Tatsuya feels like he doesn't need to have been born with any sort of power to actually be worth something.

It's just his luck that it begins to change, just as he's getting comfortable with the thought of being able to live his entire life with Taiga, pretending to be content in his mediocrity because he isn't the only one.

He's the first one to have any sort of inkling that Taiga is changing at all. He notices it in the way Taiga slaps his back a little harder when they're joking around, the way his reflexes suddenly seem sharper one day. He doesn't mention in, letting it sit bitter at the back of his throat as he watches Taiga change, growing bigger than him, stronger than him, faster than him, better than him.

It's not Taiga's fault, and Tatsuya knows that. It doesn't stop him from feeling resentful all the same.

"You're a metahuman," Tatsuya mutters one day, when they're sitting in the nearby park together. He isn't looking at Taiga because he thought that he'd start hating what he sees but instead, he just wants, and he doesn't know if that's born from envy, or something else entirely. "Can't you see it, Taiga? You're not—you're not…"

Like me, Tatsuya thinks bitterly. Not the way Tatsuya so desperately wanted him to be.

Taiga doesn't reply immediately, but his silence is enough to tell Tatsuya that he's figured it out himself too. He's probably been waiting for Tatsuya to bring it up, to give into all of the resentment sitting just under the surface. Taiga's probably been expecting the worst from Tatsuya, because that's apparently all that Tatsuya is capable of.

With a deep breath, and a slow exhale, Taiga says, "I'm sorry."

"You know what this means," Tatsuya says, fingers closing around the ring that hangs from his neck. He could pull it from its chain right now, drop it to the floor and walk away.

He holds onto it though, gripping it so tightly that if he had Taiga's strength, he'd probably end up crushing it.

In the end, he sits there in silence until it's Taiga who gets up and walks away.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

Ship: Kanzaki Miki / Miyahara
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

1. Know Your Name - Mary Lambert

2. Stray Italian Greyhound - Vienna Teng

3. Sad Machine - Porter Robinson

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[dynamite]

Ship: kanzaki miki / miyahara
Fandom: yowapeda
Major tags: implied character death, graphic depictions of violence/gore (body horror)
Other tags: supernatural elements (witches)
Word count: 510

this..... went off the beaten path, sorry. I just can't resist a witchy mikiinchou name thing.


***


Miyahara shows up at the witch’s doorstep with her hair cut short to her chin.

“You went too fast,” Miki reproaches gently. Every day people show up with their hearts held trembling in their hands, their lungs trailing in clouds of sorrow by their head, their guts quivering in fear wrapped around their arms. The always want Miki to fix the mess they’ve made of themselves. And she does. Miki always does. “You cut away too much.”

They’re sitting at Miki’s little kitchen table and what sunlight reaches into the heart of the deep green wood streams in through the windows, sharp white lines that never seem to stay still, following the light movement of Miki’s hands, weaving in and out between her knowing fingers. Miyahara lets Miki touch her hair, fingers running along the jagged ends, brushing back the strands to see what story they tell in the way they fall back to cover Miyahara’s face.

“I needed it gone,” Miyahara says. The wind had been whistling loudly through the crack of her old bedroom window that morning. “I woke up one day and it was too much.”

“Just trimming the dead ends usually helps with nightmares,” Miki explains as she watches Miyahara’s hair curve naturally under her chin into a dark bob. Close to the face. Secrets still live in there. “More than two inches and you start cutting away recent memories, more than a foot and you can lose even the ones from childhood.”

“I know,” Miyahara replies. Her eyes are clear behind her glasses. “But nothing else was working, and I had to make it work.”

“Is ‘Miyahara’ all you have left?” Miyahara’s bob isn’t straight all the way around, a drastic home remedy for an old haunt, and Miki thinks with a little alarm that if the bob had gone any shorter Miyahara would have been left with nothing at all. Even just the single name was a cliff’s edge.

“Yes.” And then softly, “If it wasn’t so dangerous, maybe it would be best to cut that away, too.”

Miki’s eyes go bright and hard. There has always been something of the sun in her, even here deep in the dark green wood where things only grow in shadows, and she has never refused to light even the blackest path. Where Miki goes, she takes others with her, too.

“You don’t cut away parts of yourself,” Miki says firmly as she smooths down Miyahara’s flyaways. Miyahara’s hair is soft and there is something even softer about the turn of her mouth and Miki feels suddenly fierce here in the white sunlight lines that cross between them. “You absolutely do not cut away parts of yourself to appease a ghost.”

Miyahara looks at Miki then, at her long brown hair twisted in a crown around her head, and thinks maybe she could grow herself a new name here in the shadows that live among the trees. “Will you help me,” Miyahara asks.

“Always,” Miki says. Miki always does. But sometimes more than others, she absolutely does.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[moetushie]

Ship: Sousuke/Rin
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
1. I Want You to Want Me - Cheap Trick
I'll put on a brand new shirt / I'll get home early from work / If you say that you love me
2. Crème Brûlée - Sonic Youth
You and me burning in the summertime / I said it before and I'll say it again / I'm so happy we're just friends
3. Like A Friend - Pulp
You are the body hidden in the trunk / You are the habit I can't seem to kick / You are my secrets on the front page every week
4. Body Language - Carly Rae Jepson
I call you my lover, you call me your friend / I'm keeping it secret, yeah even from you / I call you my lover, oh what can I do?

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, M

[fickle]

Ship: Sousuke/Rin
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 456 words

Unrequired longing, pining, heartbreak, murder fantasies. ALL THOSE DELICIOUS THINGS.

***

It’s so hot that the sun bakes them dry within minutes if they emerge from the pool. Rin ducks under and for a second, his hair floats about him, purple petals expanding and then closing as they cling to his scalp when he lifts his head out of the water. The water’s warmer than it should be, heated by the sun to be nearly lukewarm.

It’s better to be boiled than baked, however, so they stay in the water.

“Hot,” Rin groans pitifully as he strokes over to where Sousuke’s just floating on his back. He can feel his stomach burning despite the frequent handfuls of water that Sousuke pours over it.

“I know,” he says and splashes water into Rin’s face. This close, he can see the droplets of water clinging to Rin’s eyelashes, refracting sunlight into rainbow sparkles. A drop of water’s clinging to the dip of Rin’s upper lip and the soft curves of Rin’s mouth are dry already, no moisture in their tiny creases. Sousuke knows Rin’s mouth better than his own palm by now. He could draw it from memory, draw it in repose, draw it smiling, draw it grinning - he stares a moment too long as Rin sighs and his lips part. He has to remind himself to look away, to not watch the way that Rin’s mouth move when it opens.

Friends. They’re just friends. There’s nothing to stare at.

Rin splashes him back, then ducks his head under the water to wet his hair again. For a second, Sousuke imagines placing his hand on top of that beloved head, pushing Rin down and then -- then what? Drown him? Rub against him? Both? Feel him struggle and choke for air, feel those sharp teeth sink in and watch his own blood blossom into the water?

He deserves to be hurt for even thinking such thoughts.

When did his fingers tangled in Rin’s wet hair? Rin comes up for air and looks at Sousuke questioning.

“There was a bug in your hair,” Sousuke lies smoothly and tries not to think of how often he’s lied to Rin by now. Love has made a liar of him. (Love has made a lunatic of him.)

Sousuke pulls his hand away and looks automatically to see if any hairs came with them. He doesn’t believe in voodoo, doesn’t think love that’s magically caused would be worth anything even if it worked but…
He’s a teenage boy and he’s in love with his best friend who’s in love with his best friend who, as far as Sousuke can tell, is in love with any body of water big enough to jump into.

Desperate doesn’t even begin to describe Sousuke’s situation.

PROMPT: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/SAWAMURA DAICHI

[putsch]

Ship: Mihashi Ren/Abe Takaya
Fandom: Oofuri
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
blame - bastille
trophy room - slow club
brighter than gold - cat empire
bullpen - dessa

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Mihashi/Abe
Fandom: Big Windup
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 457 words

That is a real interesting mix of songs, friend! Went with future fic because wow do I love the first song but feel awkward about applying to baby teenage Mihashi in all his innocence. Warnings for (co?)dependency, uneven power balance in a relationship but nothing really bad.

***

“This is my pitcher,” Abe says unnecessarily. Everyone in the room knows who Mishahi is (everyone in the room knows who Mihashi belongs to).

Mihashi smiles at them, shy and awkward, pressing against Abe’s side like a scared kid at his first party. He’s all big brown eyes and sandy blonde-brown hair, sunbleached at the tips where his cap doesn’t cover it.

Cute. Innocent. And most important, in this crowd, protected.

Abe’s got his arm around Mihashi’s shoulder in what would be a casual gesture between friends and teammates if it weren’t for the narrow eyes with which Abe’s surveying the crowd. He’ll stare down anyone who meets his eyes, pull Mihashi closer still until Mihashi’s practically nestled into his side.

Mihashi’s never been good with the media. He stumbles through interviews, cap off and his fingers plucking at the brim. When they want him to pose for photos, he blushes so brightly that he looks like he’s sunburnt. The quotes the reporters get from Mihashi are all but unusable, Mihashi sometimes stammering and petering off mid-sentence if the attitude of the reporters comes off as too aggressive.

The best revenge is a life well lived, Abe often hears, but sometimes he feels like their status as professional baseball players isn’t enough revenge for the damage Mihash’s teammates did to him during his formative years. To be entirely fair, his timidity is possibly partly the fault of the reporters that swarmed Mihashi when he’d gone out a convenience store alone, but Abe’s already professional enough to ignore them. They’re part of the hazards of being a pro baseball player along with injury and burnout. Having your own teammates break you isn’t a standard risk.

“Welcome, welcome, Mihashi-san,” one of the ladies says brightly. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.”

She bows to him and after a second, Mihashi detaches enough from Abe to bow in return. He gives her a timid smile and then glances sidelong at Abe for approval.

Abe gives a little nod. He knows the hostess. She’s a fan of their team, not too pushy and far too discreet to gossip to the press even though she’ll be sure to tell all her friends about this. Of all the high rollers and VIPS at the celebration party, she’s one of the safest to talk to - besides their own teammates, of course.

“Hi,” Mihashi says quietly and Abe ticks off a box on his mental checklist. Organizing Mihashi’s life for him might exhaust another person but when it comes right down to it, Abe enjoys having Mihashi trust him so much.

They’re out of high school now but Mihashi’s still his in every way that matters.

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: ushijima/oikawa
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

shut up and dance - walk the moon
don't take the money - bleachers
thinking out loud - ed sheeran

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Ushijima/Oikawa
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 580 words

The ‘buy back the secrets’ line created a plot line in my head so yeah, future fic! Lots of discussion of homophobia in the professional sports committee.

***


Oikawa stared at the check on the table for a long minute. The representative of the Japanese Olympic Committee had put it down with very little fanfare, almost as if it were nothing more than a piece of paper instead of the equivalent of over 55 million yen.

“As you can see,” the man said quietly, hands folded on the table in front of him. “We are not being ungenerous. Ushijima-san is a national treasure and we have very high hopes for an Olympic gold with him as the captain of the team.”

“But you won’t have him on the team unless he ends his relationship with me,” Oikawa said dully. His lips were numb, the words coming out like acid that ate away his tongue to his speak. “And because he wouldn’t do it, you’re asking me to.”

“You will be well compensated for it,” the man pointed out and some of the haze of shock started to lift from Oikawa.

“We have been together for five years. You think that money can buy that sort of loyalty?” Oikawa kept his tone cool but his fingers twitched with the desire to tear the check up. He couldn’t offend the man, however. Ushijima’s career would have such a boost from just competing in the Olympics, never mind winning.

“The … benefits you would gain from being involved with an Olympian will be more than equaled by this.” The oblique answer made Oikawa still at the implications, eyes narrowing as he stared at the man. They thought he was a gold digger? That he only wanted Ushijima for the lifestyle Ushijima could provide him with?

“I am very sorry,” he said, forcing his tone into a semblance of civility, “But I do not think we can come to an agreement.”

“Think of Ushijima-san, then,” the man said, leaning forwards a little and lowering his voice. “We cannot have Japan represented by--”

He faltered and Oikawa watched stonily, wondering what he would’ve said. A degenerate? A deviant? A pervert? He couldn’t call Ushijima that so of course all the blame was put onto Oikawa.

As much as Oikawa wanted to say that Ushijima would be just as gay whether or not he was actually involved with Oikawa (or any other man), he kept his lips sealed and watched the man desperately search for an inoffensive way to label them.

“-- someone whose values don’t align with those of the nation,” the man finally said. “Will you take his chance at the Olympics from him, Oikawa-san? The games only come once every four years. In four years from now, will he still be at his competitive peak? Will he regret having lost his chance at Olympic glory because of his loyalty to you?”

“...” Oikawa swallowed. He’d dismissed the arguments about patriotism and loyalty to his country easily. If his country chose to be ashamed of him and Ushijima because of whom they loved, why should he be loyal to it? But putting Ushijima’s career on his shoulders…

If Ushijima had any acting talent at all, Oikawa would have suggested just faking a break up and avoiding each other for the month or so before the games. Unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. Ushijima could act about as well as a rock.

“Keep the money,” Oikawa said, standing up and pushing his chair in roughly. “I’ll tell Waka-chan it’s over.”

And afterwards, when the Olympics were done, he’d explain and hope Ushijima chose to forgive him.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

Ship: Hiyama Chinatsu / Koumoto Akira
Fandom: Ballroom E Youkoso
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: (upside down smiley emoji)

Prompt:

1. Teenage Dirtbag - Mary Lambert
2. Jenny - Studio Killers
3. I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You - Kate Nash

FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

[luckycricket33]

Ship: Hiyama Chinatsu / Koumoto Akira
Fandom: Ballroom e Youkoso
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: breakup angst, implied/underlying sexuality issues, i mean idk if you can really get that out of a picture but
Word Count: None

this was a great concept 'cause i don't have to look up how to draw tatara's entire... deal
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***

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[gionkenji]

Ship: Hinata Shouyou/Tsukishima Kei
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: hi, me again

Prompt:
The Planets, Full Suite - Gustav Holst
Clair De Lune - Claude Debussy
Morning Mood, Peer Gynt - Edvard Grieg

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[starianprincess]

MY HQ OTP! *A*

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[antler_action]

Ship: Hiruma Youichi/Habashira Rui
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Major Tags: Death (mentioned in lyrics)
Other Tags: The songs have some violent imagery, but nothing much further past the canon-typical aggression pls

Prompt:
Salamander - Mamie van Doren
No Reptiles - Everything Everything
Cruel to be Kind - Nick Lowe
Karma Chameleon - Culture Club

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: ushijima/oikawa
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: angst

Prompt:

congratulations - day6
letting go - day6
i smille - day6

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Ushijima/Oikawa
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 452 words

Can be vaguely considered as Ushjima’s POV of this fill.


***

Oikawa’s all over these days. Ushjima sees him on billboards, on the sides of buses, even on the front page of his email provider.

It’s ironic, in a way. Ushijima’s the better volleyball player still. He’s the one on the National Team (with Oikawa’s precious genius former kouhai to boot) but Oikawa’s the one who’s famous.

Oikawa’s the one that Ushijima can’t escape and that’s just as it’s always been.

Ushijima passes a magazine stand and Oikawa’s smiling face beams up at him x25. He’s won some award or another. Another prize to add to his trophy case, another plaque to go up on his wall.

The fangirls he’d had in high school are multiplied by a million. Oikawa’s a global phenom; compared to that, what’s volleyball anyway?

He’d pitied Oikawa at first when Oikawa didn’t make the cut for the National Team. Now he holds savagely to the memory of Oikawa’s crushed face, of his tears, and tells himself that all of this is only second best to Oikawa. Oikawa’s smile must be fake, he can’t be so happy.

It’s harder to make himself believe that when photos of Oikawa with his new boyfriend start surfacing. Oikawa’s smiling up at him so easily, head tilted back, grin spread from ear to ear. Oikawa used to smile at him like that and Ushijima still remembers how it felt to be the one to cause that smile.

Pain spreads through him the way that warmth once did and he closes the tab. He can’t waste time looking at the fansites for Oikawa. The Olympics are coming up and he needs to focus.

*

Afterwards, gold medal in his hand and heart in his throat, he calls Oikawa. The PR agent that picks up gives him the same canned speech she always does, voice dull with disinterest.

Ushijima doesn’t expect to hear back from Oikawa. Oikawa’s never returned his calls before. The National Team winning Olympic gold is impressive but Ushijima can walk down the street without being mobbed. Oikawa can’t.

He wonders when Oikawa pulled so far ahead of him without him noticing. He wonders if that’s what went wrong.

*

“Waka-chan, congratulations on winning gold. I heard you wanted to meet up again - let’s make it Friday at 5! I’ll send a driver.” The message is on Ushjima’s answering machine when he gets home from practice. The time stamp shows that Oikawa called just half an hour ago, when he knew Ushijima wouldn’t be home.

Thinking Oikawa’s as nervous as he is makes it easier to get into the car when Friday comes.

Under his shirt, he’s wearing his medal like a talisman. He won that. Surely he can win Oikawa back.

Prompt: team kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya

[starrwinter]

Ship: Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major tags: Death
Other tags: Supernatural elements

Prompt:
You Make Me Wanna Die - The Pretty Reckless
Follow Me Down - The Pretty Reckless
Love in Vain - The Pretty Reckless

Re: Prompt: team kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya

[kazuyas]

LINDSAY I'M SO MAD I CAN'T FILL THIS

PROMPT: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/SAWAMURA DAICHI

[putsch]

Ship: Haruki/Kazuma
Fandom: Cheer Danshi
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
I Will Go Sailing No More - Toy Story
A Whole New World - Aladdin
I believe I can fly - R. Kelly

FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, G

[yrindor]

Ship: Haru/Kazu
Fandom: Cheer Danshi
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 495

***

For Haru, martial arts is all he's known. Growing up in a dojo, it's been a part of his life for as long as he can remember. His earliest memories all involve the dojo in some way: the first time he watched his sister compete, the day he earned his first belt, the first time he won a competition.

Even when he stops enjoying it, even when the pressure and stress outweigh the satisfaction, he sticks with it, because it's what he's always done, and who he is.

Hurting his shoulder is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it finally gives him permission to step back, step away. On the other hand, judo has been a core part of his identity for his entire life. Who is he without it?

When Kazu first comes to him with the flyers for a mens cheer team, he's not sure what to think. There was no reason for Kazu to quit judo too.

"It's no the same without you," Kazu says by way of explanation when Haru demands to know why he's given up something he was good at, and something he enjoyed. "I want to show you something new."

"Why cheer?" Haru asks.

Kazu shrugs. "There aren't many mens cheer teams around. It's a whole new world; it's not like judo where everything's already set. There's no one to tell us what to do, so we can make it our own."

Haru isn't sure he believes it, but he's willing to try, because it's Kazu. He takes the hand Kazu offers and lets Kazu pull him up. He joins in putting up signs and passing out flyers, but he's still not convinced.

He's even less convinced several weeks later as he looks at the team gathered on the rooftop. It's a ragtag group that Kazu's brought together. Shou alone probably has more experience than the rest of them combined, and Haru's not sure how they're ever going to compete against the likes of some of the teams he's seen.

It's with more than a little trepidation that he agrees to be the team's flyer. He's always been afraid of heights, but it's hard to resist the pull of Kazu's charm, and despite all of his uncertainties, he does want Kazu to succeed.

The first few attempts are shaky; Haru falters, and their formation crumbles. Then Kazu squeezes his hand. "I want to share the view with you," Kazu says. "It's a whole new world from up there."

If it's together with Kazu, Haru thinks he might be able to do it. He holds the feel of Kazu's hand on his in his mind as they try again.

Kazu was right. When Haru opens his eyes from the top of the formation on the top of the roof looking down on the city below, it's a brand new point of view, a perspective he never could have imagined.

He feels freer than he's ever felt before.

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind - John Rutter
Glasgow Love Theme - Craig Amrstrong
The Snow - Edward Elgar
New York - Blind Pilot

PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[elucidatedlucy]

Ship: Manami Sangaku/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: #WhyDoIWantTeshimaToSingSoMuch, indulgence the prompt round 3

Prompt:

The Best Is Yet To Come - Frank Sinatra

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

My Way - Frank Sinatra

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: midorima/takao
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

don't go breaking my heart - anne hathaway & jesse mccartney
that's how you know - amy adams
i can hear the bells - nikki blonsky

Re: PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[kazuyas]

oh my GOD

PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[dynamite]

Ship: oikawa tooru / kageyama tobio
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

Carnaval Op.9: Florestan (aka the angrily borrowed theme from an earlier work) by Schumann, perf. E. Sopin
Waltz Op.64, No. 1 (aka The Minute Waltz) by Chopin, perf. Lang Lang
Feux Follets (aka The Hardest Piece, Nobody Has Hands That Big, Franz You Jerk) by Liszt, perf. V. Ashkenazy

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

[horchata]

SAME TEAM HELL AGAIN?????????????

PROMPT: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/SUGIMOTO TERUFUMI

[lysithea]

Ship: imaizumi shunsuke/onoda sakamichi
Fandom: yowamushi pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: bubbly digital jpop, possible genderbending

Prompt:
Shuwarin Dreamin - Pastel*Palettes (english lyrics)
Mega Mega Tron - Cure2tron (romaji lyrics)
Koi No Hime Hime Pettanko - Kotori Himeno (english lyrics)

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Imaizumi/Onoda
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 419 words

Guilty unrequired pining but mostly fluffy.

***

Their Friday night rituals were the best part of the week and Imaizumi wasn't ashamed to admit it. After a long biking practice, they'd both go back to either Imaizumi's house or Onoda's. Imaizumi actually preferred Onoda's to his own - his mother was such a warm, comforting figure but also very willing to leave them alone. Imaizumi's mother, on the other hand, kept interrupting them every few minutes to see if they needed snacks or something to drink. While her solicitude was touching, it was a little embarrassing as well and Imaizumi didn't dare even try anything with the prospect of being interrupted looming on the horizon.

Onoda's place was much better! Their routine was quite set too. They'd bike there, then Imaizumi would shower and get changed first as the guest, then Onoda. Then they'd have dinner with Mrs. Onoda who always made sure to serve them both huge portions since they were growing boys. No matter how much Imaizumi protested he didn't need that much food, she'd always give him a little extra too 'for being so skinny and tall'. Then afterwards, they'd take the snacks she had prepared and go settle down in Onoda's bedroom for their weekly viewing of the new Love Hime episode.

It was all Onoda's fault that Imaizumi had even started watching the anime! Sometimes he'd mock-complain about it to Onoda but Onoda would beam up at him with those pretty eyes and that big, trusting smile and Imaizumi would end up stuffing his face instead. He was fairly sure that he'd actually absorb more of the anime's plot if he watched it alone at home, however. When he watched it with Onoda, Onoda always leaned against him, the warm weight of his body a constant distraction from the laptop screen. And just when Imaizumi had adjusted to that, Onoda would grab his hand out of excitement! Whenever a villain appeared, immediately Onoda's hand found Imaizumi's as if Imaizumi was five and needed to be comforted.

Imaizumi didn't really mind singing along with the theme songs. Given how they powered Onoda up, Imaizumi thought it was best to learn them for a future cycling emergency. And really, the anime wasn't that bad either.

It was just that Imaizumi had a sneaking suspicion that he looked forwards to Friday night not for the anime but just for that half-hour of having Onoda cuddling him.

He tried not to think about it too often; it made him feel like a terrible friend.

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

[earlgrey_milktea]

Ship: oikawa tooru/iwaizumi hajime
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: these are mostly breakup songs i'm sorry, links should have eng caption turned on

Prompt:
mayday songs
1. 如果我們不曾相遇 if we had never met (feel free to use the mv story for m a x i m u m p a i n)
2. 知足 contentment
3. 我不願讓你一個人 i won't let you be lonely

Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

[geniuskaktus]

You prompted Mayday songs!!! <3 <3 <3

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[lemon]

Ship: Sawamura Daichi/Azumane Asahi
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: some lyrics allude to mental health issues, but not required for fill!

Prompt:
calcutta - sleep token
your bruise - death cab for cutie
ice to never - the black queen

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[babster]

Ship: Hiyama Chinatsu/Koumoto Akira
Fandom: Ballroom e Youkoso
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: no consistent genre

Prompt:
Paradise Circus- Massive Attack
Some Fantastic- Barenaked Ladies
Inner Smile- Texas

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: kiyoshi/hanamiya
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: laughs

Prompt:

all of me - john legend
i won't give up - jason mraz
i'll be - edwin mccain

Re: PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[moetushie]

So perfect.

PROMPT: TEAM KUROO TETSUROU/SAWAMURA DAICHI

[putsch]

Ship: Asahi/Daichi/Suga OR Asahi/Daichi OR Suga/Asahi OR Daichi/Suga
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: implied death, abuse
Other Tags: implied genderbend/rule 63, violence

Prompt:
Dixon's Girl - Dessa
Alibi - Dessa
Hallejuah - Regina Spektor

FILL: Team Grandstand, M

[chromatic_coma]

Ship: Asahi/Daichi/Suga
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Domestic Abuse, Original Character Death
Other Tags: Alcoholism, Genderswap/Rule 63, Miscarriage, All Tags are Implied/No Explicit Content
Word Count: 1037

Please heed the warning tags, but also enjoy this very criminal take on this awesome prompt!

***

AO3 Link.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[gionkenji]

Ship: Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: character death
Other Tags: implied angst

Prompt:
In the Hall of the Mountain King, Peer Gynt - Edvard Grieg
Night on the Bare Mountain - Modest Mussorgsky
Pavane for a Dead Princess - Maurice Ravel
Lacrimosa, Requiem in D Minor - Wolfgang Mozart
Danse Macabre - Camille Saint-Saëns

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[kazuyas]

i squealed a little bit at the first song BLESS YOU AND THIS PROMPT

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[moetushie]

Ship: Sousuke/Rin
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: ANGST
Prompt:

1. Soldier - Ingrid Michaelson
I don't believe in anything but myself / But then you opened up a door, you opened up a door / Now I start to believe in something else
2. Not In Love - Crystal Castles ft. Robert Smith
And we were lovers / Now we can't be friends
3. Where'd You Go? - Fort Minor
I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin' / Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Midorima/Aomine
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: aomido four hand piano fite me

Prompt:

Miaou - Gabriel Faure
La Toupie - George Bizet
Barcarolle - Sergei Rachmaninoff

Prompt: Team Grandstand

[geniuskaktus]

Ship: Robo/Youzan (or anyone)
Fandom: Robot x Laserbeam
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

[I haven't actually read RobotXLaserbeam (YET), so I hope these are at least somewhat relevant]

Prompt:

Laser beam   Eng Lyrics
Try or Cry   Eng Lyrics
Adieu to Iwanaide   Eng Lyrics

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Hatohara Robato/Miura Youzan
Fandom: Robot x Laserbeam
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 469

***

Youzan can't sleep, the entire night he gets home from playing against Robo.

There's something that feels like it's trapped in his chest, a fluttering excitement, a funny kind of anticipation even though he doesn't know what he's waiting for, a thudding drumbeat that is living where he's sure his heart should be.

He feels better than the first, second, or third time that he heard that perfect sound of Robo's club connecting with a golf ball. That was a mix of satisfaction and a burning need to know who that sort of swing belonged to. This is something more than that. The fire hasn't receded at all, but it's repurposed itself. He's found a staggering amount of potential sitting in the hands of someone who didn't even realise they possessed it and he can't stop thinking of what it would be like to go up against him once he's found a way to focus that potential into something as direct as his laserbeam. Youzan is certain that it's going to be just as beautiful as watching that golf ball fly straight through the air, that Robo is going to become the sort of rival that Youzan has wanted his entire life, whether he be wielding a sword or a golf club. Someone who he can play against who will take this just as seriously as he does; a life or death situation where only one of them will truly emerge from it the same as they went in.

Right now, Youzan feels his loss working its way through his bones and changing who he is, and he wonders if every loss feels like this, or if it's simply because he hasn't experienced one in a while. He already wants to make his way out to the driving range as soon as possible so he can take more practice swings and see if he can recreate the way Robo moved, the sway of his hips, the level of focus.

Or perhaps he just wants to think about Robo, he thinks to himself, covering his face with his hands. He isn't sure how to separate his anticipation for their next match from his anticipation to see Robo again, and doesn't know just how much they feed into each other. Maybe he just wants to spend more time listening to Robo's way of speaking, just as straightforward as his swings, not wasting a single word. Maybe he just wants to show up to the driving range and watch Robo take those practice swings instead of doing them himself. Maybe he just wants to see Robo.

He shakes his head at himself, and decides that at the very least, he can figure it all out later. Right now, he just has to wait for Robo to improve enough to challenge him again.