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.

If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.

SCORING

These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!

For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)

For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point each

All scored content must be created new for this round.

Etc.

If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only (see the line of links below this post).

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

Comments

PROMPT: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

[foxrocksthesesocksss]

Ship: Jean-Jacques Leroy &/ Otabek Altin &/ Yuri Plisetsky
Fandom: Yuri!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: the civil wars!!, feel free to mix and match characters in whatever conformation, autoplay sound, mentions of religion

Prompt:

Devil's Backbone
The One That Got Away
Sacred Heart

Re: PROMPT: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

[moetushie]

Curse, same team hell strikes again.

PROMPT: TEAM OIKAWA TOORU/USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

[myn_x]

Ship: iwaizumi hajime/kyoutani kentarou
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: disasters (war), but you don't have to take this literally

Prompt:
SVRCINA - Battlefield

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

Ship: Manami Sangaku & Miyahara
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
Ghosting - Mother Mother

FILL: TEAM HIKARU NO GO, G

[princesssid]

Ship: Manami Sangaku & Miyahara
Fandom: yowamushi pedal
Major Tags: death (in character's past)
Other Tags: supernatural elements (ghost)
Word Count: 496

a little ghost story

***

"I welcomed death," Manami whispers into the darkness of Miyahara's bedroom.

Miyahara lies in bed and stares at her ceiling. "That's nice," she says.

"It was!" Manami says, rather chipper. "Anyway, I hope you don't have too many regrets."

"Oh, I do," Miyahara says, thoughts dark. "Please, can we be quiet now. It's bedtime."

Manami floats over her to pretend to sit on the windowsill. He loves pretending like that.

"Sure thing, class representative." He winks, and just as quickly, disappears.

Miyahara rolls over and buries her head in her pillow. She has so many regrets.

--

It had been silly, a dumb little spell in a book she'd found at a store. She'd tried to pay for it, but the cashier had only given her polite, odd looks as she stood at the counter, apparently empty-handed. That should have been a warning sign, but instead it had sent a delightful chill up her spine; a sign that maybe it would work. She had walked out of the store without paying, something that still haunts her to this day, in more ways than one.

--

"Aren't you going to go for a bike ride soon?" Manami asks. He's hovering mid-air, lying as if were reclining on a sofa. His eyes are closed.

Miyahara looks at her homework, at the practice entrance tests she's got stacked next to her cup of tea, at her planner, open to the week's study schedule, little colourful blocks for every subject.

"No!" she cries, aghast. "Can't you see how far behind I am?"

Manami cracks open an eye and gives her the world's blandest smile. "Are you? I couldn't tell."

Miyahara doesn't reply, but she writes down the answer to her math problem a little too enthusiastically and tears her page.

"See?" Manami says. "It'll be good for your stress."

"You don't care about my stress," she says, even as she puts her pencil down and gets up to go find her helmet. "You only want a bike ride."

Manami laughs but doesn't say anything, which is just as good as a confession when it comes to him.

--

"Are you a cat?" Miyahara asks. "Always sitting in the basket. Move your head, I can't see."

Sometimes Manami holds onto her from behind, but it always leaves her feeling cold, so she's only complaining out of habit. How he manages to sit in the bicycle basket, she doesn't know. Miyahara doesn't question ghost physics anymore.

They ride in silence. The air is cool in the evening, and it helps clear her head. Manami wanted this bike ride for selfish reasons, she's sure, but it is helping her out after all.

"You'll get in to Hakogaku," Manami says suddenly. He shuts his eyes and fakes a yawn, turns his face into the wind. "And then you can bike me around the mountains there, okay?"

"Okay."

"Nice," he says. "You're still the fastest person I know, you know?"

"Yeah," she says. "I know."

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

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

Prompt:
She Keeps Me Warm - Mary Lambert

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[yusukesjeans]

i'm melting *_*

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

Ship: Tadokoro Jin / Makishima Yuusuke
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: vomiting (in lyrics)
Other Tags: alcohol, medication, paranoia/anxiety (in lyrics); medical issues in general (if you know the canon events this mix is based off of)

Prompt:
Everything Is Alright - Motion City Soundtrack
Give me a reason / (I don't believe a word) / To end this discussion / (of anything I've heard) / To break with tradition / (they tell me that it's not so hard) / To fold and divide / (it's not so hard)

Bittersweet - Panic! At The Disco
I've been to Tokyo and to South Africa / So many places that you may say I've seen it all / But my favorite place / Is the warm embrace / Of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall

The Distance - Cake
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up / And long ago somebody left with the cup / But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns / And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Sugimoto Terufumi, G

[grannypix]

Ship: Tadokoro Jin/Makishima Yuusuke
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: medical issues, anxiety

WEEHHHHHH this prompt is good.... i'm emo......

***


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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[saccharinescorpion]

Ship: Natsuo Ishidou / Kei Ninomiya
Fandom: Teppuu
Major Tags: mentions of grief, suicide, death
Other Tags: mentions of car crashes and self-loathing

Prompt:
I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers

PROMPT: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi]

[hyalinee]

Ship: Sawamura Eijun/Tyre OR Okumura Koshuu/Tyre OR Ennoshita Chikara/Akaashi Keiji OR Hinata Shouyou/Yachi Hitoka (however if you're looking for shitpost, you're allowed Hinata Shouyou/Volleyball)
Fandom: Daiya no Ace OR Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: look you're gonna have to pry eijun/tyre prompts from my hands and I WILL NOT GIVE THEM UP, yes this is a transistor au but don't let that stop you from doing other things

Prompt:
darren korb - vanishing point
darren korb - paper boats
darren korb - signals

FILL: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Oikawa Tooru, G

[nautilics]

Ship: Akaashi Keiji/Ennoshita Chikara
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major tags: Character death
Other tags: transistor AU, transistor-typical character death, (ennoshita's the sword)
Word count: none

THANK YOU FOR THE TRANSISTOR FEELINGS WITH THIS PROMPT...i had a lot of fun drawing this c:

***

PROMPT: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi

[hyalinee]

Ship: Oikawa Tooru &/Iwaizumi Hajime
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: mentions of bleeding in the lyrics, mentions of death, mentions of violence
Other Tags: mentions of disasters (floods specifically),

Prompt:
daughter - youth

FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[sotongsotong]

Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 484 words

Hope you like this!

***

The last ball hits the court floors with a thud that resounds in their hearts.

Oikawa doesn't swallow the lump coagulating in his throat; it's hard to speak like this, but he pushes on, tries to pull words that he sincerely means from the complicated tangle of emotions stuck in his mind right now, and they spill out as such: It hurts, Iwa-chan, a lot more than I expected it to.

Idiot. The usual reproach sounds a little hoarse at its edges, watery even. There is no fire to it now that there is no reason for it to be so. When Iwaizumi slinks an arm around Oikawa's shoulders, it is to both offer and take comfort, so they share each other quietly, and watch as the activity in the gym winds down.

The first years race through the floors with mops, shoes squeaking as they skid in their haste to finish up, and their laughter rings through the air when one of them inevitably falls.

Balls are collected and placed into trolleys, which are then promptly rolled off towards the store rooms at the back.

There are the quick, sharp sounds of high-fives being slapped; good work today's chorused like yet another class greeting.

A tired, tired flump the nets let out as they are dismantled and lowered to the ground.

Lights flickering stubbornly before finally deciding that, yes, they should remain off.

Then, utter silence.

It feels like they've just witnessed a funeral for a death they do not want to come to terms with yet, and perhaps, the pain they feel is their grief.

The evening fades into twilight, painting the gym in colours of the sunset and it makes everything look prettier than it should be, as befitting a farewell: Goodbye, goodbye, maybe we'll see you again in another time, another life.

It is with a reverent slowness that Oikawa bows down, paying a long due respect to the gym for having housed the team, for having them there as graciously as the building could in the last three years. Iwaizumi silently follows suit, and after that, they take their leave.

"We have to be thankful, y'know." Iwaizumi breaks their silence. He brushes his shoulders against Oikawa's, leaves a tingle of warmth in its wake that dips its way into the corners of his heart. "That we can still feel this sad over something."

"Maybe," he replies, agreeably, and skitters his fingers against the pulse point of Iwaizumi's left wrist, containing the beat of it within his grasp, like a vice clamp, and marvels over how steady its rythm is-- a constant he can call his. He looks up to the skies then, and just for today, he relents, he'll give in; the sadness is allowed to reveal itself today.

Together, they mourn their last day as members of Seijou's volleyball club.

(Goodbye, goodbye, we'll be on our way now.)

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Himuro Izumi/Mita Kanako
Fandom: Princess Nine
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: death mention in lyrics, u can make this real dark if u want

Prompt:
sign of the times - harry styles

Re: Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[hatchbacks]

THIS SHIP AAAAAHHHHHHHH

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Hayakawa Ryou/Daidouji Mao or Daidouji Mao/Mouri Nene
Fandom: Princess Nine
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
only teardrops - emmelie de forest

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, G

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Mao/Ryo
Fandom: Princess Nine
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 415

***

They fight. It was stupid of Ryo to think they wouldn’t, to look back on her foggy memories of her own parents’ marriage, idyllic in her head, and think they had never fought. And it was stupid to think that she and Mao, who had never really fought before, would continue their smooth sailing on the cautious seas and get somewhere. The thing is, they hadn’t fought because they’re both too passive; they both tend to let things slide and keep them in; they focus on the positives and sometimes that’s good. Sometimes it’s helpful, but sometimes the resentment builds like plaque on teeth not cared for. They hadn’t fought as friends because they’d treaded carefully around serious issues, backed off when things got too heated, put their relationship (friends, batterymates, teammates) above their own opinions.

The deeper the waters of their relationship get, the worse it gets; the harder it gets to hold everything in. Ryo is strong; she’s built up muscles on her shoulders from hard training and she’s carried weights less than physical since childhood, added to them (captain, face of the experiment-turned-success that is Kisaragi Girls’ baseball) and shifted everything around on her shoulders until she could walk without a struggle. Things add up, even though they shouldn’t, Mao cleaning the stove while Ryo’s practically still cooking and the way she always has to have everything perfectly arranged, the windows she leaves open in the winter and the way she makes a big deal about saving money. Ryo’s not a money-waster, but sometimes Mao makes her feel like she is or like she’s spending more than they have. It makes her want to lash out, but she doesn’t; she leaves her mess out longer just because she can, waits for Mao to clean it because she knows she will. It’s playing dirty, maybe, definitely, and Ryo’s not sure when this became about winning, when this had stopped being her and Mao against the world and started being her against Mao.

The only thing she does now is cry, but never where Mao can see her. The weight of Mao’s arm is heavy on her shoulders, heavy with all she doesn’t deserve, all the things she’s done to Mao. The arguments they haven’t had, the wars waged under the table, underhanded (she’s no softball pitcher, no windmill motion, and yet, this). So, as has become usual between them, Ryo turns away, cries to the window, lets the tears not fall between them.

Prompt: Team Daiya no Ace

[greenowl]

Ship: Morimura Seira/Tokashiki Youko
Fandom: Princess Nine
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: this is actually...so perfect for them

Prompt:
stars - tatu

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Seira/Yoko
Fandom: Princess Nine
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 405

***

The car breaks down once a week, maybe more on average. When it goes two weeks without the transmission failing or the battery dying or the engine refusing to start, Yoko’s a little bit hesitant to step in when Seira picks her up in the morning.

“What, you scared?” says Seira, leaning across the passenger’s side to leer and show her cleavage.

“As if,” says Yoko, stepping in and double-checking her seatbelt (though maybe it would be better if that breaks; if this thing crashes it’ll probably explode and maim her beautiful face).

Seira adjusts the side mirrors again, holding the switch in place from behind because that’s been broken since before she’d gotten this thing fifth-hand from some shady dealership. (“At least it was cheap,” she’d said, and that’s at most, too; it’s literally the only thing this excuse for a car, if it even qualifies as that, has going for it.)

The passenger’s seat doesn’t lean back properly; at least the back is usable, the row of seats lumpy but it doesn’t matter so much when Yoko’s the one sitting on top of Seira (sometimes she thinks Seira might want to make it more comfortable for herself but she’s probably just too stubborn to get a replacement or admit she’s not tough enough to stand it or that anything about this car is less than fine when it’s somehow still running).

“I’ll model at some car show,” says Yoko. “I’ll get them to give me a new one.”

“I don’t want some shiny shit like that,” says Seira. “It’ll just get stolen or wrecked. This one I don’t have to worry about that.”

(No one would want this, except apparently Seira; there’s nothing to dent and scratch and rust out because it’s already happened. It’s a not-so-fine line between a smart investment and a stupid one, though, and Yoko’s pretty sure where this one falls on it.)

Seira works on the car every weekend; Yoko’s used to stopping by to find her legs sticking out from under it, her hands streaked with grease and her hair all tangled up, the way she reaches for Yoko like the whole point is to get Yoko’s clean hands dirty.

“Nice try, asshole,” Yoko says.

Seira kisses her anyway; Yoko squeals when Seira’s greasy hands rub all over her clean pink top (at least she can take that off, though maybe that’s the whole point of this).

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

[directorenno]

Ship: bokuto koutarou &/ oikawa tooru OR bokuto koutarou &/ ushijima wakatoshi
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: autoplay sound, religious motifs,

Prompt:
powers - legendary
we're workin' 'til the sunrise every morning
baby I got no time for romance
keepin' on that good vibe cause we want it
gonna make the whole world understand
you know we ain't gonna stop 'til we are legendary, no

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

Ship: kuraryou
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: "mel really" yes really

Prompt:

RADWIMPS - yume tourou (lyrics)
RADWIMPS - zen zen zense (lyrics)
RADWIMPS - sparkle (lyrics) (pls feel free to take inspiration from the MV tbh)
RADWIMPS - nandemonaiya (lyrics)

Re: PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[soveryaverageme]

Ahhh!... I don't know Daiya well enough to write for it, but I've been waiting for someone to prompt the Kimi no Na wa soundtrack!!!

PROMPT: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

[marks]

Ship: Oikawa/(Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Kuroo, Kageyama, Bokuto, Tsukishima, Hinata, Sugawara, whoever really)
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: More than one pairing is A-OK with me, as is casting whoever in whatever role! Though Kuroo as the guy with the hella good hair would make me laugh really hard.

Prompt:
Taylor Swift - Shake It Off
I never miss a beat, I'm lightning on my feet
And that's what they don’t see, that's what they don’t see
I'm dancing on my own, I make the moves up as I go
And that's what they don't know, that’s what they don’t know

Re: PROMPT: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

[helwolves]

"Kuroo as the guy with the hella good hair" omfg

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

Ship: kuraryou
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: the tenderness collection

Prompt:

two door cinema club - sun (lyrics)
and through that mist i see the shape of you / and i know, and i know i'm in love with you

lana del rey - video games (lyrics)
kissing in the blue dark / playing pool and wild darts / video games

arctic monkeys - i wanna be yours (lyrics)
you call the shots, babe / i just wanna be yours

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

Ship: kuraryou
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: the natalia kills/bad kids edition. smoking, vandalism, and lingerie in the last video.

Prompt:

natalia kills - trouble (lyrics)
Breath me in, like the summer nights
It's only a mistake if we don't survive
Kids grown up, but we're not alright
We're trouble

natalia kills - stop me (lyrics)
If I, if I run away with you tonight, tonight
We could make the wrongs feel right, so right
We could do some damage
Fuck me in the Paris lights

natalia kills - problem (lyrics)
We're hell-raising, and we don’t need saving
Cause there's no salvation for a bad girl
We're rock bottom, but there ain't no stopping
Cause they don’t know nothing about love
We're hell raising, and we don't need saving
Cause there's no salvation for a bad boy
We're rock bottom, but there ain't no stopping
Cause it's you and me against the world

Fill: Team Daiya no Ace, M

[greenowl]

Ship: Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: blood, murder, threats, character death, morbid thoughts, violence
Other Tags: crimes, robbery, alcohol, swearing
Word Count: 799


***

"We're free now."

It's a promise, a threat, a dare but only a couple of meaningless words all the same.

Kuramochi knows, he understands. Ryousuke smiles, his cruel smile, and Kuramochi feels his body tremble with excitement, anticipation and the urge to move.

They leap over the railing on the balcony of their friends' house. Run, they run, even though they don't have to. Chase each other, compete to see who can get to the nearest station first, laugh and hold hands. They buy tickets for the next departing train, hop on it real quick. They chase a couple people out of their compartment and take it over.

And once they're alone, doors slid shut, they're on each other. They don't care to draw the curtains; they kiss as much as they can, hold each other and exchange small whispered words. They're free now, like Ryousuke's said. No one knows them here. It's been so long since they got to be together like this... way too long since they didn't have to fear assault at any times...

They end up on each other; Kuramochi laying down on his back, Ryousuke sprawled out on top of him. They might be criminals, but it's still late and the adrenaline rush from running and kissing each other senseless can only last so long. Ryousuke idly plays with Kuramochi's hair. Kuramochi yawns gently. The sun's rising outside, a couple of weak rays falling into the compartment.

It'd be nice to sleep right now, would be nice if he could trust Ryousuke fully and wholly. But Ryousuke could kill him using nothing but his fingernails and would do it without batting a lash. Kuramochi's so in love with him, god damn it.

"I love you.", he says, quietly. "I love you so much."

Ryousuke just grins at that, puts a gentle finger on Kuramochi's lips and lets it rest there for a while.

"What do you wanna do next?", he asks, and Kuramochi knows it's his way of saying that he feels the same. Or, he guesses it is, which Kuramochi largely prefers. An unpredictable and unreadable Ryousuke is his favourite.

"I'm thirsty, so maybe a liquor store?" Kuramochi suggests, stretches his arms out. He could go for some vodka right now. Straight, if available.

"Cute." is all, Ryousuke says.

--

They rob a liquor store, which isn't fun at all. It's six am, Kyoto, no one's in the store. No alarm rings, no people scream, no one gets killed.

"That was boring.", Kuramochi complains, sipping on clear vodka. Even the vodka is lukewarm and gross.

"Hmm, how about a bank then? Or just random people on the street?", Ryousuke shrugs, a cigarette between his lips. He spins his favourite knife in his left hand, clearly bothered by the lack of action as well.

"Anything you want." Kuramochi sighs, smashing the bottle of vodka on the ground. Piece of fuck.

"Good. There's this one bank that opens pretty early, I've been there before." Ryousuke changes directions; Kuramochi follows.

--

They rob said bank, shoot a couple of guys for no reason. Blood is still crimson; it's beautiful like Ryousuke's eyes. And the scent, so fresh, so nice. Just like the money they make off with. Just like the leather seats in the car they take and the gunpowder from the bullets, Ryousuke fires at their pursuers. Kuramochi feels awake again; awake and alive as he speeds down the street and onto a highway. He opens the windows, feels the wind in his hair and laughs. Doing crimes, he's missed that. With Ryousuke next to him.

Ryousuke, who's asleep now, with a gun still in his left hand. Kuramochi ponders about the colour of Ryousuke's blood. Maybe it's dark red? Darker than other people's? Maybe it tastes spicy? He'd love to try.

But if he did, now, Ryousuke would take advantage of him. He's a light sleeper, so he'd literally be the first one to act should Kuramochi dare to approach him no matter the intent. So Kuramochi drives, loses their pursuers at some point, enjoys the morning warmth and keeps his desires in check.

--

He drives all the way to a cliff, wakes Ryousuke gently and they push the car over the edge. They find a secluded little bay closeby afterwards; Kuramochi's unconsciously driven towards the ocean. His favourite place to be.

He's exhausted now, lets himself collapse on the soft, white sand. Ryousuke sits next to him, his feet reaching the salty water. Kuramochi sighs, satisfied. They can't stay here for long, but a little while should be fine. He really needs to sleep now. Even if Ryousuke's with him. He can't seem to care any more. He's too tired to.

"Dun kill me now.", he mutters sleepily, eyes already closed.

"We'll see."

Kuramochi grins.

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

Ship: kuraryou
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: the growing pains edition

Prompt:

neon trees - animal (lyrics)
Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfied

arctic monkeys - do i wanna know (lyrics)
I'm sorry to interrupt, it's just I'm constantly on the cusp
Of trying to kiss you
I don't know if you feel the same as I do
We could be together if you wanted to

angus & julia stone - draw your swords (lyrics)
So come on Love, draw your swords
Shoot me to the ground
You are mine, I am yours
Lets not fuck around

PROMPT: team kominato ryousuke/kuramochi youichi

[kuramochi]

Ship: kuraryou
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: the "sound is more important than lyrics but the lyrics are fine" edition where i also need to go grocery shopping now so u can google the lyrics if u want ig LOL

Prompt:

sleater-kinney - all hands on the bad one
we are scientists - nobody move, nobody get hurt
the sounds - 24 hours

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[whimse]

Ship: Junta Teshima/Takuto Ashikiba OR Junta Teshima/Hajime Aoyagi OR Junta Teshima/Sangaku Manami
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: violence, character death (potentially?)
Other Tags: normal guy tm presses on through a hallway as it disintegrates into bytecode, sdr2 meta reveal chapter au, mental illness and medical issues implied
Prompt:

Kill Command - Masafumi Takada
Kill Command [8bitbug] - Masafumi Takada

Leaning more into past horror/talent envy side than the murder game side though

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mondegreened]

Ship: Midousuji Akira/Onoda Sakamichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: sunshine for my sunshine boys

Prompt:
Yuukei Yesterday - Jin feat. IA

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Midousuji/Onoda
Fandom:Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 423 words

***

Oh no. Onoda’s coming towards him again. Midousuji hastily grabs his earphones and pushes them into his ears, then closes his eyes. There. Now it’ll look as if he didn’t hear Onoda coming and with his eyes shut, Onoda can’t smile at him until Midousuji takes out the earphones.

He listens to the familiar pat of the feet of the feet against the concrete, then they stop and the bench creaks as Onoda sits down besides him.

Midousuji fights to keep his face impassive. He is not going to blush. Certainly not. This is not a shojo anime, he is not the lonely misunderstood protagonist who just needs someone to love him so that he can reveal the soft side he’s been keeping hidden.

He is a monster! Monsters don’t fall in love!

One of the earphones is tugged out of his ear and Onoda says, voice warm with laughter and amusement, “You didn’t plug it into anything, Mi--”

“Akira,” Midousuji corrects with a huff, opening his eyes and giving up on ignoring Onoda. “If I’m calling you Sakamichi, you have to call me Akira.”

“Oh- okay! Akira-kun,” Onoda says brightly after only a second of hesitation. His eyes shine as he looks up at Midousuji as if Midousuji gave him the key to a royal treasure room instead of just putting them on equal ground. “I was wondering, are you busy this weekend?”

No, not in the least, and Midousuji’s already thinking about biking through the mountains with Onoda and how good it feels to race him before he realizes it. Onoda’s so gross and contagious! His happiness makes everyone else around him soft and Midousuji knows how dangerous that is.

Soft things get hurt. Soft things get hurt by monsters like him.

“Yes,” he says emphatically, “Very busy. I’ll be practicing.”

“Oh good! I can practice with you too and then we can talk about anime while we bike!” Onoda actually claps his hands together out of pure happiness and Midousuji just stares for a second. What is this kid? What is wrong with him?

“I don’t need a partner to practice with,” he says, pushing down the thought of how much better the ride would be with Onoda at his side.

(On his way to the hospital and back, he always rode alone. Onoda’s insistence on keeping him company is baffling.

He doesn’t want to get used to riding with someone else. People disappear and he can’t do anything about it.

Loneliness, at least, is a constant he can choose.)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mondegreened]

Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Akashi Seijuurou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
free fall - Kanno Yoko feat. Nagano Ryo

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Akashi/Mayuzumi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 403

***

Akashi wakes up in the middle of the night, cold sweat running down the back of his neck, pooling on his shoulder blades. Outside, a garbage truck is humming, loud and obnoxious and intrusive as it creaks. Akashi remembers a creak and sway in his dream, a bridge that would not stay still, his feet steady on the planks but the planks unsteady under him, his toes gripping the edges, the boards splintering and digging into his skin.

Mayuzumi is still asleep beside him, a heavy sleeper; the liminality of deep slumber suits him, flitting from shadow to shadow, dreamlike. Akashi wouldn’t go so far as to say Mayuzumi’s his dream boy (please), but. Up close, the blemishes on his skin, angry rash from a bad shave under his chin, the mole on the side of his ear, blackheads at the side of his cheek--are apparent, a study in texture. Akashi’s no artist, though, and the point of all this is not to keep Mayuzumi as he is, capture him in a moment, undisturbed.

Akashi sighs. The bridge in his dream is symbolic of something, his own inability to deal with all of this shit head on probably. Basketball, school, his father’s increasing demands, the weight of expectations from all sides. He’s spent a lifetime pretending as if they aren’t a burden, a foolish choice he’s made too long ago to renege on but one that allows others to pile on more because of course he can take it. It’s not enough to make him dissociate again, but why is that the line? Shouldn’t it come before he’s pushed to that point?

“I’m too spoiled,” he says, out loud, leaning back on his hands.

“The hell you are,” says Mayuzumi.

Akashi blinks; he’s awake and arguing already, even though he’s so fond of telling Akashi to stop acting like a rich brat all the time.

“Just do what you want,” says Mayuzumi, grabbing his wrist and trying to pull him back down.

Akashi stays sitting; Mayuzumi glares up at him as much as he can with that much sleep in his eyes.

“Wasn’t I going to do it anyway?” he says.

“Nah,” says Mayuzumi. “I’d tell you to come back to sleep, but I know you won’t listen.”

He’s goading Akashi, but he doesn’t need to for it to work. Akashi sighs, slipping back under the covers, pulling them back from Mayuzumi’s side.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mondegreened]

Ship: Murasakibara Atsushi/Himuro Tatsuya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: rule 63 welcome......

Prompt:
CANDY CANDY - Kyary Pamyu Pamyu

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: 417

fair warning there is candy wrapper eating in this

***

It had started out with just candy. The chocolate melting in his pocket, the hard candies from his schoolbag, slipped small into his mouth, kissed into Himuro’s when Murasakibara had thought he’d looked hungry, the chewy stuff that sticks to his teeth. Candy is good; Murasakibara’s got no complaints about it, and he’s okay with sharing if it’s Himuro. Himuro doesn’t ask for too much, but he takes what is offered, the sound of him sucking on the hardened sugar pleasing to Murasakibara’s ears.

But Murasakibara’s always hungry and there isn’t always more, after curfew when he can’t sneak out (it’s awfully hard when you’re as big as him) or when they’re stuck on a bus somewhere and they’ve eaten everything, Himuro telling him not to make such a mess Atsushi, kissing the chocolate stains from his lips and tasting of sweet strawberry.

When chocolate melts in his pocket it sticks to the plastic, the insides streaked sweet and dry. It’ll have to do; the chocolate tastes as it always does but the wrapper underneath crinkles in his mouth, slides frictionless between his teeth. Himuro glances up at him but says nothing. Murasakibara bites a hole along the serrated edge, swallows the piece of plastic down. He’s still not full, but this is something to do with his mouth.

It’s not good for him; Himuro tells him that in the same tone he talks about the candy and the chips and the other snacks. He shows Murasakibara images of animals washed up on beaches, stomachs spilling over with plastics. Murasakibara bites them smaller, feels them slide down his throat and stick to the insides, the feeling of it long gone after he’s had a whole bottle of water. No matter; he hasn’t choked yet; his stomach hasn’t twisted itself inside out yet. He eats them sparingly, a treat on top of what’s already supposed to be a treat, the sound like a zipper through the insides of his teeth. creasing as he rubs them across; he feels the plastic bunch up, hears it crinkle. He can chew the sugar, the dye, from one small piece of plastic for an hour, like gum that never loses its texture.

He starts giving the candy over to Himuro, sometimes, a piece of chocolate here or a hard candy there, placing it on Himuro’s tongue, watching as he chews, biting through caramel and nougat, the crunching bitter. Better if it were a flat crinkle, woven plastic, unsustainable except under his tongue.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[hibari1_chan]

Ship: Indô Kaoru/Mizuki Hisahito
Fandom: DAYS
Major Tags: Sexual Content ?
Other Tags: Just Indô being desperate for Mizuki

Prompt:
Cross My Heart Marianas Trench

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Indou/Mizuki
Fandom: DAYS
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 430 words

Post break up, longing, Indou being really sad and desperate for Mizuki.

***


Indou glared at his phone, even knowing that it wasn't his phone's fault that Mizuki never picked up. Had Mizuki blocked his number? Or did he just look at the name flashing up on his display screen and decide not to pick up?

With a sigh, Indou slid his phone back into his pocket and kept walking. The grounds weren't that big. If he continued to explore, he'd find Mizuki eventually.

And in the meantime, hopefully, nobody would realize that he was from a different school entirely. He did not want that scary soccer team manager to accuse him of being a spy; he'd heard the stories of what happened to the last boy caught trying to film their soccer practice.

He wasn't here for soccer, just for Mizuki - if the two could even be separated like that. Mizuki hadn't been born with some shocking genius talent for soccer. He'd worked at it instead, practicing relentlessly, until he'd ground the proper moves into his muscles and grown the calluses he needed in order to endure. He'd shaped his body to be better at soccer and because of that, he'd come to Indou's attention.

Indou liked to think that he would have noticed Mizuki anyway, soccer or no soccer. The fact that Mizuki was an excellent soccer player was because he'd chosen to be one and Indou knew that no matter what Mizuki had chosen to pursue, he would have excelled in it.

One way or another, Mizuki would have come to the nation's attention - perhaps not as a soccer pro but certainly as something amazing.

Since it was soccer that Mizuki had chosen, however, he and Indou were rivals and - in Mizuki's eyes - nothing more. They'd both been offered pro contracts and they would be heading into the world of professional football the moment they graduated from high school.

They couldn't be friends when they'd have to face each other over the field and anything more than friends was unthinkable. What they'd had was permissible in high school when the stakes were lower but on the professional scene where they'd be under far more scrutiny?

No. It was an impossible risk and Mizuki had been clear-eyed enough to see that.

Logic didn't help. Indou missed Mizui too much to care about what made sense. He missed sleeping next to Mizuki, missed the low rasp of his voice when they called each other just to talk dirty in guilty stolen moments.

Even knowing Mizuki wouldn't answer, Indou pulled out his phone and called him again.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mondegreened]

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

Prompt:
Ki ni Naru Aitsu wa Kaijuu Shounen (My Crush Was a Monster Boy) - Shokubai Phantom Girl feat. GUMI

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: 460

***

Himuro is slippery, like a candy wrapper gripped in sweaty fingers or a glass of water in the summer, sweating through the bottom of the coaster onto the coffee table so that Murasakibara’s sister yells at him for messing it up. He acts so calm and collected but he’s difficult to handle, maybe as troublesome as everyone seems to think Murasakibara is (but he can get away with saying and doing shit with a pretty smile and it’s all forgiven; it’s too much effort to appear a different way). But he’s a little bit like a cat; hold out enough treats and wait quietly for long enough and he’ll come.

Murasakibara’s not particularly patient, but this is something that happens on its own, and maybe that’s why it works. Maybe that’s why Himuro ends up reaching for his hand (his is small, soft, firm, sure; once Murasakibara starts holding it he sees no reason to let it go). Their relationship isn’t some fictional ideal of something; Murasakibara’s wrist is still hurt and Himuro still gets angry and closes himself off. Sometimes he disappears on Sundays, and Murasakibara doesn’t follow. This isn’t something where there’s an invitation to do so. And Himuro always comes back, dropping exhausted into Murasakibara’s bed, falling asleep with his head pressed against Murasakibara’s chest and a frown on his face.

They buy ice cream after practice at the school canteen, not as good as soft-serve but good enough to coat Himuro’s mouth in pale cream, sweet sugar he lets Murasakibara kiss off before it dries. Murasakibara supposes this is a kind of happiness, but it still feels like skating on a pond, ice solid beneath their feet. He can’t crack it, even with Himuro straddling his waist and kissing him, Himuro feeding him ice cream from the tip of a spoon, the top of a cone.

Murasakibara doesn’t intend to follow him one Sunday; he doesn’t really follow either. He ends up on the hill, wandering around and bored, and he can see Himuro from far away. He can see Himuro when he comes closer, the scales forming on his skin, the recognition in Himuro’s eye. He looks like he’s trying to stop what’s happening to him, but it’s too late; he’s falling to the ground and his skin is turning grey, flat; his hands and feet become claws. He looks up with the face of some kind of monster, and Murasakibara stares back.

“Just go,” Himuro says, voice rasping and strange.

“Why?” says Murasakibara.

(Himuro is still Himuro, monster or no; it might be better if he’d prefer not to talk like this. They can nap under the sun and wake up to go back.)

Himuro lies down next to him, careful, wary. Murasakibara waits.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mondegreened]

Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Akashi Seijuurou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: ANGST, sometimes u just want to watch ur otp burn, do you ever think about how akashi's probably going to end up in an arranged marriage, because i do, all the time

Prompt:
1/4 - Circus-P feat. KAITO

FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[cherrysalmon]

Ship: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Akashi Seijuurou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: angst
Word Count: none

im sad

***