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.

Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.

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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 MIYUKI KAZUYA/SAWAMURA EIJUN

[catzuya]

Ship: miyuki kazuya & miyuki sr, miyuki kazuya & maezono kenta, miyuki kazuya/kuramochi youichi
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: language
Other Tags: plant imagery

Prompt:
You're gonna go far, kid - The Offspring
Clever alibis, Lord of the flies
Hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See 'em running for their lives

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya, Midousuji/Manami
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke or Prince of Tennis
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: please feel free to make this as dark and terrible as you like :)
Prompt:

The Horror of Our Love - Ludo
love, I'd never hurt you/ But I'll grind against your bones until our marrows mix

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Aomine Daiki/Kise Ryouta or Hiyama Kiyooki/Wakana Tomochika
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke, Rookies
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: lmao???

Prompt:
Total eclipse of the heart - Bonnie Tyler

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Kise
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 412

***

They are worn down but revitalized, pushed and torn but not broken, still holding on to the edge with sharp claws digging into the face of the cliff. There are seven games left; the series doesn’t have to go far but with their teams it almost always does, even matchups that somehow keep flipping the advantage, cats wrestling each other rolling over and over. It’s never an easy road to the finals, but they're always sure they’ll get there, always certain that they’ll toss their adversaries out and meet each other, as it should be (they don’t always do that, but often enough that there’s no reason not to be confident).

It’s like an eclipse, Aomine thinks, Kise blocking out the light of the championship trophy, the lights of the arena over him, ticker tape raining down on his victory once again. It’s like a blood moon, painted with a price, a sign. It’s Aomine’s fingers on Kise’s thighs, hips, waist, Kise’s mouth all over Aomine’s neck and shoulders and chest, marking him with bruises and bites. It’s probably obvious by now they’re from him, where Aomine goes off to every day they’re in Oakland, every night after another game that goes to OT when he’s almost too exhausted and spent and yet, here he is, nuzzling Kise in the afterglow, streetlights pouring in through the gauzy window curtains that don’t do shit, thinking about the championship so close he can feel the weight of the trophy in his arms, the texture against his fingertips almost as clear as Kise’s hair that he’s running his hands through right now.

“Let’s go again,” Kise says, but he doesn’t mean it because he knows AOmine won’t call his bluff.

“Save it for the court,” says Aomine, mouthing a sloppy kiss at the side of Kise’s neck, nipping the skin too light to leave anything.

“Kinky,” says Kise with a snort and Aomine shoves the pillow at him.

He’s counting down like a shot clock in his mind to the moment when Kise snuggles up, pulling the covers around them (it’s June and it should be stuffy but it’s not; they need each other’s body heat the way they do in winter, heat island city or no).

“You’d better congratulate me when I win,” Kise says.

“I would, but you’re not going to,” says Aomine. “But congratulations, for when you lose to me.”

“I’ll kick you out,” says Kise, but he’ll do no such thing.

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Hinata & Karasuno
Fandom: Hakiyuu
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: it's a song about crows/ravens! And it's funny! Of course I had to prompt a Karasuno ensemble with it.
Prompt:

Raucous, Rude and Rowdy - Mercedes Lackey
We're raucous, rude, and rowdy / And ask us if we care! / We have our boisterous buddies /And prove that we don't share

PROMPT: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/SAWAMURA EIJUN

[catzuya]

Ship: miyuki kazuya/kuramochi youichi, miyuki kazuya/sawamura eijun
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: drug use mention,
Other Tags: video shows: skateboard scrapes, alcohol, california lifestyle LOL, i just really like the lyrics to this omg.

Prompt:
Dark Necessities - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Yeah, you don't know my mind
You don't know my kind
Dark necessities are part of my design
Tell the world that I'm falling from the sky
Dark necessities are part of my design

Fill: team kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya, G

[starrwinter]

Ship: Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya, Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major tags: None
Other tags: None
Word count: 404

Just couldn't resist... ❤️

***

He loved listening to the waves crash against the shore, the glow from the flames lighting up the small circle of friends… lovers? Whatever they happened to all consider each other at the moment. Darkness hiding the edge of the water but Youichi relaxing to its song all the same.

“Don't burn that in the fire Sawamoron! I don't want to smell that for the rest of the night-“

“Stop spoiling all my fun!” Sawamura chirped back, pulling the trash away from the roaring fire to throw into a stray bag instead.

Kuramochi tried his best to hold back the chuckle straining against his lips, and failing miserably.

“I wonder why I like hanging around you two so much when you give me nothing but a splitting headache…” Kuramochi turning away to face the water before stepping away from the smokiness stinging his eyes from the fanning flames.

“Because you love both of us far too much.”

He didn't know how to answer (couldn't answer) so he did the only think he knew how to with his competitive boyfriends, “Race you to the water to prove it!”

Sawamura sprinting to his side before turning around to grab Miyuki and (reluctantly) make him participate. “You too, stubborn tanuki.”

The countdown came far too fast before all three of them were off sprinting towards the freezing water, Kuramochi easily pulling ahead with his sprint. Sawamura lunging for his legs a moment too late to steal any chance of victory away from Kuramochi, Miyuki’s nasally laugh a challenge as the two men fell over unbalanced into the cold water.

“I'm going to kill you for that Sawamura!” Kuramochi lunging for him, the pitcher hiding behind his taller boyfriend before sharing an even grin over his shoulder.

“What are you laughing about tanuki? You need a bath too I think…” laughter dying in Miyuki’s throats as he hit the cold water.

Screams dissolving into splashing of water as all three tried to force the others down into the water, Miyuki finally retreating first to the safety of the warm fire still in the sand. Kuramochi carrying a struggling Sawamura back once they both started shivering from the ocean.

Pulling out a blanket to wrap all three of them in as he closed his eyes to any other noise, other than the breathing of the two slumping bodies against him, and the lulling crash of waves along the shore.

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: look Hanamiya gets CANONICALLY called the Bad Boy of basketball, I just want him being regarded as so trash, he's only good for sex
Prompt:

Bad Boy - Cascada
be my bad boy, be my man/be my weekend lover/but don't be my friend

FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, M

[moetushie]

Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Underage, sexual content (mild), emotional manipulation
Other Tags: just hanamiya bein' hanamiya
Word Count: 943

Welp.

***

Read on saso_af or read on Ao3.

[fickle]

Ship: Aomine/Kuroko or Akashi/Kuroko, Manami/Onoda, Manami/Midousuji
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: organ donor song, angst and sad
Prompt:

Donor Song - JudyPhonic cover
It's all fine by me, it's all fine by me/ All I wanted was to be the one you never leave

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[chameleonskin]

Ship: Midousuji Akira / Onoda Sakamichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: Abuse (Bullying/harassment, Verbal abuse), Drugs mentioned in the song
Other Tags: Slurs

Prompt:
Alien ♫ Die Antwoord ( >lyrics )

FILL: TEAM Teshima Junta/Aoyagi Hajime, G

[gurosan]

Ship: Midousuji Akira/Onoda Sakamichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Aliens, possible eye strain
Word Count: None

This was suppose to be more supernatural but..OTL

***


I close my eyes and float into the night I like to let my mind drift

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Murasakibara Atsushi/Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
Slow, Love, Slow - Nightwish

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kise/Murasakibara
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 447

***

Atsushi had insisted on blackout blinds, and no matter what Ryouta had tried to argue he wouldn’t have it any other way. If he really needs the darkness to sleep (he doesn’t; he sleeps on the couch at noon and in the car when he barely has room even with the seat all the way back and on the train when they’re visiting Tokyo, the trip from Ryouta’s house to his house not even that long but his body’s draped all over Ryouta’s anyway) he can just get an eye mask; they’re ugly and they don’t go with the rest of the decor, the light grey and muted teals and purples that Ryouta had spent an awfully long time picking out. And when they wake up it’s like being in a fucking crypt, staring around for anything other than the face of the alarm clock and the alarm contrast of the light it casts on the nightstand versus anything else.

Also, they’d somehow slept in until eleven and it looks like midnight.

“Atsushi,” says Routa, shaking his shoulder.

Atsushi doesn’t move; Ryouta sighs and swings his legs over the edge of the bed, stretching out the kinks in his shoulders. He yanks at the blind cords and they shoot up; Ryouta winces at the light and turns away. It falls over Atsushi’s torso; his face is buried in the pillow anyway.

“Atsushi, get up.”

That seems to get his attention; he rolls to the side, stretching toward the warmth of the sunbeam, but doesn’t raise his head.

“Atsushi.”

“Ryouta.”

It’s almost impressively whiny for a voice as full of sleep as his, but then again it’s Atsushi.

“It’s lunchtime.”

At that Atsushi cracks an eye; his hair’s all over his face and it looks cute and kind of dumb. He reaches for Ryouta’s hand and Ryouta lets him take it (practically fold his around Ryouta’s it’s so impossibly large).

“I’m not making you anything,” he says in what is probably the sweetest tone he can muster right now. “Come back to bed.”

“There’s nothing in the fridge,” says Ryouta. “Let’s go out.”

“There’s ice cream,” says Atsushi. “Bring it back from the freezer and we’ll eat it here.”

Ryouta’s not sure if Atsushi’s being serious right now, but even if he’s not that’s not helpful, and he’s still not dressed. Atsushi pulls on his arm, yanking him a little closer to being back in bed rather than just sitting on the edge. So he’s not serious, right? He pulls RYouta closer, down for a kiss--his morning breath is disgusting. When Ryouta breaks it, Atsushi’s smiling like he’s just gotten a free candy bar from the vending machine.

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Ryoma & Seigaku, Hinata & Karasuno, Onoda & Sohaku, Aomine & GoM, Haru & his team + Rin
Fandom: Prince of Tennis, Haikyuu, Yowamushi Pedal, Kuroko no Basuke, Free
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: just that sense of hope, and freedom, like the world is always going to be on your side
Prompt:

Miracle Child - Joseph, King of Dreams
Though fate can be heartless and wild/ my life's been charmed and shall remain so/ I was made for something more/ not to struggle but to soar

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Onoda &/ Manami, Midousuji &/ Manami, Midousuji &/ Onoda
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: doesn't have to be faith based! just the idea of miracles/getting what you need
Prompt:

When You Believe - Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey
here can be miracles when you believe/ Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill/ Who knows what miracles you can achieve/ When you believe, somehow you will

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Nijimura Shuuzou/Himuro Tatsuya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: this should be considered an offense

Prompt:
Azura's song - Fire Emblem Fates / If - Omou Hitori

Re: Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[plume_sombre]

it is considered as an offense

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: Kagami vs GoM
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: LET MY PEOPLE GO ... to the Winter Cup
Prompt:

Playing With The Big Boys - Prince of Egypt
But first, boy, it's time to bow/ Or it's your own grave you'll dig, boy/ You're playing with the big boys now

Re: PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[winterstuck]

i don't think we're allowed to fill using what's written under 'other tags' as the prompt, but i've been staring and laughing at that pun for way too long not to leave a comment about it

PROMPT: TEAM THE PRINCE OF TENNIS

[fickle]

Ship: (Kise, Aomine or Akashi)/Kuroko & Seirin
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: i'm not exactly sure what's going on, but I think I just made Kuroko God
Prompt:

Deliver Us! Prince of Egypt
Deliver us! Send a shepherd to shepherd us!/ And deliver us to the promised land!

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Manami Sangaku/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: The Cure somehow fit this pairing an awful lot

Prompt:

The Kiss - The Cure
Bloodflowers - The Cure
Why can't I be You? - The Cure
The Lovecats - The Cure
Sleep When I'm Dead - The Cure

Playlist

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: character death, angst, why am I doing this, I'm getting too many dead fuku fic flashbacks

Prompt:

The Boy I Never Knew - The Cure
Pictures of You - The Cure
All I want - The Cure

Playlist

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Fukutomi/Arakita
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 413 words

I can’t believe I got through this without any character death BUT zombies. Possibly because I feel like a zombie during this last minute BR crunch.

***



“PEDAL FOR YOUR LIVES!” Fukutomi bellowed as if any of them needed the encouragement. The moans of the zombie pack behind them was enough to have all of the cyclists churning their legs as fast as possible, pulling away from the pack at their respective top clips. At the front, Fukotomi was pulling to break the wind with Arakita close behind him. Toudou kept pace with Manami and Shinkai, Fukutomi glancing back over his shoulder every few seconds to make sure his team was still safe.

If only they could reach the mountaintop fortress before dark, they’d be safe! None of them could ride during the night time – the headlights from their bikes would attract zombies and the bones that littered the roads made riding blind far too dangerous, even if they didn’t have to worry about accidentally riding right into a zombie’s arms in the dark.

Makishima had managed to get word to them of his family’s place high in the mountains. Supposedly it had its own generator and solar panels so was still operational. According to him, it was cold enough up there that the zombies couldn’t come without freezing into unmoving blocks that were easy to destroy.

Their last cell phone was dead now. They couldn’t call him for reassurance or just the comfort of his voice (or Onoda's, or Kinjou’s, or even Tadoroko’s who was apparently in high demand now as his body heat made him an excellent cuddling partner).

They’d all memorized the instructions on how to get there so even if the rest of the team fell, they’d be able to continue. Fukutomi went over them in his mind as he kept his legs pumping, refusing to relax as the moaning of the zombies died away.

It was cold. Makishima was right about that. They’d ditched their cycling gear in favor of stolen jeans and thick, sheepskin jackets that they wore folded around their waists so it wouldn’t catch in the chains of their bikes. Their breath puffed ahead of themselves in white clouds of steam and in some places, the road was slippery-shiny with black ice.

The zombies here were certainly slower but they hadn’t yet hit the cold-weather line past where zombies simply froze stiff.

A little further, Fukutomi told himself, encouraging his aching legs to keep going. A little further and they wouldn’t have to worry about zombies anymore.

His team was counting on him. They only had to pedal a little further.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Ishigaki Koutarou/Midousuji Akira
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: sort of bittersweet Ishimi to P!nk songs

Prompt:

Just Like a Pill - P!nk
I'm not Dead - P!nk
It's all your Fault - P!nk

Playlist

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Ishigaki/Midousuji
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 436 words

***

People think of contagion as a one-way thing. They think of a sick person infecting a well person. They think of poisonous ideas and falsehoods spreading.

What they fail to remember is that it works both ways.

Antigens and antibodies can be spread. So can the truth. So can new scientific discoveries.

Contagion doesn’t always have to be a bad thing.

But Midousuji is convinced that it’s awful.

Ishigaki’s just another mass-produced little soldier, another minion to move as he wants. He was the ace but wasn’t strong enough to hold the position so captain or not, Midousuji won’t listen to him.

He won’t.

Ishigaki can make all the pretty speeches he wants but all he achieves is making Midousuji sick at the sentiment of them.

He feels awful whenever Ishigaki starts talking, bored contempt far too quickly giving way to irritation. He doesn’t need to be saved! He doesn’t want to be saved!

What’s the point of it anyway? For Ishigaki to be able to pat himself on the back about what a good person he is to redeem someone like Midousuji?

Midousuji’s desires won’t hurt him. He’s been chasing them all his life.

And he won’t let Ishigaki make him so soft that he’s capable of being hurt either.

(Ishigaki’s the first person to comment positively on his looks since his mother died. It’s Ishigaki’s fault that now Midousuji sometimes looks in the mirror when he’s showering after practice, it’s all Ishigaki’s fault that Midousuji looks at him to see if he still thinks Midousuji is beautiful even after his change in hairstyle.

Ishigaki’s opinion shouldn’t matter to him and yet…)

They call it lovesickness and it's the first time that Midousuji's ever agreed so much with the common people. Yes, this is a sickness, this is an illness most dire. There's no other way to describe this ugly, awkward sensation that only Ishigaki can cure even though he's the cause of it.

There's no vaccine against it and no treatment either. Midousuji's infected and he'd rather cut his own heart out than love Ishigaki with it but in the end, he has no choice but to let his traitorous heart do as it wills.

He treats Ishigaki with as much contempt as he can. If he can't fall out of love on his own, maybe he can goad Ishigaki into being so cruel that Midousuji stops loving him.

(It doesn't work. It doesn't work and then Ishigaki leaves, like Midousuji always knew it would, and it hurts so much that Midousuji wonders how he survived such a loss the first time.)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Urakubo Yuusaku/Niwazuma Shigenori
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags:manga spoilers, look there needs to be more uraniwa

Prompt:

Slip - Elliot Moss
Remember Us - Gabriel Royal
Love Lockdown - Glass Animals

Playlist

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Ishigaki Koutarou/Midousuji Akira
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: I keep saying Mother Mother really suits Midousuji

Prompt:

Very Good Bad Thing - Mother Mother
Bit By Bit - Mother Mother
Oh My Heart - Mother Mother
Problems - Mother Mother
Oleander - Mother Mother
Body - Mother Mother

Playlist

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[gurosan]

this prompt is a dream come true

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Doubashi Masakyou/Izumida Touichiro
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: haven't seen this pairing requested that's a shame

Prompt:

Tangled Up - Caro Emerald
I belong to You - Caro emerald
That Man - Caro Emerald

Playlist

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Teshima Junta/Ashikiba Takuto
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Other Tags: ANGST

Prompt:

Battery in Your Leg - Blur
My Terracotta Heart - Blur
Tender - Blur
Beetlebum - Blur

Playlist

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[ellipsometry]

Ship: aomine daiki/sakurai ryou AND/OR aomine daiki/kuroko tetsuya
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: lyrics contain references to death, drugs

Prompt:
the 1975 - heart out
the 1975 - sex
the 1975 - a change of heart
the 1975 - haunt // bed

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[fickle]

YES. SOMEONE ELSE SHIPS AOMINE/SAKURAI.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jaegervega]

Ship: Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: these have been my fukuara songs to go for years

Prompt:

Hermit the Frog - Marina & The Diamonds
Eyes on fire - Blue Foundation
What if the Storm Ends? - Snow Patrol

Playlist

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[ellipsometry]

Ship: yamaguchi tadashi/kinoshita hisashi AND/OR yamaguchi tadashi/shimada makoto
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: potential underage (if not aged up)
Other Tags: LOOK OKAY.... LISTEN TO ME, ALSO age gaps

Prompt:
bastille - fake it
bastille - glory
bastille - send them off!

FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T

[notallbees]

Ship: Shimada Makoto/Yamaguchi Tadashi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Post-Canon, Mutual Pining, Alcohol and Drinking, Love Confessions, Crushes, Age Gap
Word Count: 4735

*whispers* this is one of my otps

***

read on AO3

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI

[gogoshiki]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: War mention, probably FHQ

Prompt:
Carry Your Throne - Jon Bellion

FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T

[notallbees]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Slavery, Captive Prince AU (ish), Violence
Word Count: 954

Hoo boy I need to come back to this one later

***

The manacles around Hajime's wrists were heavy, reminiscent of the weight of armour but perverted for a slave's purpose. His body was unclothed but for a meagre garment draped around his hips, and the heavy chains that bound his wrists and ankles. He felt like what he had become: an offering, a sacrificial lamb on the altar of Oikawa's mercy.

The king wore a haughty expression, his eyes lit by a cold fire, and he regarded Hajime with open disdain.

"What kind of a pleasure slave is this?" he asked in his arch voice. He gestured to the scars on Hajime's arms and chest. "You could hardly call him untouched."

Hajime said nothing. He wanted to jump to his feet and wrap his hands around the foreign king's slender neck.

"You look like a warrior," Oikawa said, eyeing him with suspicion. "Did they put you on the wrong ship?"

When Hajime continued in his determined silence, Oikawa raised his boot and stamped down on the heavy chains, jerking them hard so that Hajime pitched forward onto his hands and knees.

"Answer when your king addresses you," Oikawa said coldly.

Hajime squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment, allowing himself a breath to steady himself and think. "My name is Iwaizumi," he said, taking the name of the commander he had fought alongside. He glanced up at Oikawa. "I was a warrior, Heika, as you say"

Oikawa lifted his chin. "The prince of Kitagawa must be a prize fool if he thinks I wish to rut a common soldier."

The words made Hajime's hackles rise, blood boiling, but he choked down the fury.

"Well then, Iwa-chan," Oikawa said in a light-hearted tone. "We'll have to find a way to put your talents to use." He laughed and tugged on the chains with his foot once more. "I think you will do very well in the gladiatorial ring."

—

Hajime fought three matches and won them each after another. The other slaves were bred for pleasure, not war, and he overcame most of them easily. But after each victory he stood and helped the prone slave to their feet, refusing to take his prize.

Oikawa's expression grew in intensity with each refusal, and rather than make Hajime pay a forfeit, we would wave his hand instead and demand another round.

Another opponent joined Hajime in the dusty ring, and as they locked arms, he hissed in Hajime's ear. "What are you doing? Don't antagonise the king, he'll kill you."

"I won't harm anyone," Hajime growled in response. "Not in his name."

The young man snarled and threw him off. "Fool," he snapped, before diving at Hajime again. Unlike the other slaves, this boy knew how to fight. Hajime suspected he had grown up on the streets, given his propensity to fight dirty, and the wildness in his eyes as they struggled. Unlike most of the other slaves, his hair was cropped short, and had been dyed a dirty blond with a dark stripe that ran around the middle..

The crowed roared as they each fought to force the other to the ground. Hajime took an elbow to the face, slamming hard against his nose, but he recovered quickly and bore the other boy to the ground. The young man struggled, but Hajime had him pinned, and the match was called to a halt soon after.

A hush fell as Oikawa rose from his seat. "Now what, Iwa-chan?" he asked, gesturing to where the boy lay beneath Hajime's weight, panting to the dust. "If you don't punish him, someone else will, and far worse."

Hajime stood, and reached down to haul the boy to his feet. "What's your name?"

The boy scowled at him. "Kyoutani."

"Well fought, Kyoutani-kun," Hajime said, grasping his wrist firmly.

"Guards," Oikawa said in a lazy voice. "Take that boy away and lock him up."

Hajime looked at Oikawa in horror. "No—"

"As for the great commander down there," Oikawa continued, his eyes burning into Hajime. "Have him shackled and brought to my chambers. No need to be gentle with him."

—

Having been hosed down and manacled again, Hajime was thrust through the doors to Oikawa's chambers with little ceremony. He barely managed to keep his feet, and looked up to find Oikawa watching him from his seat on a low chaise.

"Perhaps I was mistaken about you," Oikawa said slowly. "I had assumed you were a great warrior, presumably a fine strategist. And yet you don't seem to understand the basic principle of the gladiator ring."

Hajime swallowed. He had been received several beatings since his arrival, and he had little desire to endure another for answering back at the wrong time. "I understand the principle, Heika," he said. "But I refuse to inflict needless suffering on innocent people."

"You refuse?" Oikawa asked, rising from his seat.

There was no use in repeating himself. Hajime stared back at him, staunchly silent.

"What are you looking at?" Oikawa sneered, taking a step closer.

Instinctively, Hajime tugged at his restraints as Oikawa advanced, but he forced himself to stand his ground rather than back away. "Forgive me, Heika," he said, lowering his eyes.

Oikawa tutted. "On your knees."

Hajime gritted his teeth, but he did as instructed, sinking to one knee and then the other. Trying to keep up the show of deference, Hajime kept his eyes on the polished marble floor, so he didn't see the blow coming until Oikawa struck him. His head snapped to one side, cheek burning.

"You belong to me," Oikawa snarled. "Do you understand that?"

"I am yours," Hajime said through gritted teeth.

"You're mine to command."

The taste of blood filled Hajime's mouth. "Yes, Heika."