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 grandstand

[factorielle]

Ship: Tadano Itsuki/Narumiya Mei
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major tags: none
Other tags: none

Prompt:
I Don't Believe You by The Magnetic Fields - lyrics
So you quote love unquote me
Well, stranger things have come to be
But let's agree to disagree
Cause I don't believe you

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

[kastron]

Ship: Bokuto Koutarou/Akaashi Keiji/Kuroo Tetsurou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: implied light BDSM, NSFW
Other Tags: it's a parody, but i need this, bonus if it's akaashi that's sex mad

Prompt:
Better Than Sex - The Midnight Beast

FILL: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, E

[notallbees]

Ship: Bokuto Koutarou/Akaashi Keiji/Kuroo Tetsurou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: Polyamory, Threesome, Dirty Talk/Sexting
Word Count: 1706

thank you for this awesome prompt omg (also of COURSE it's akaashi who's sex mad)

***

read on AO3

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[ellipsometry]

Ship: aomine daiki/himuro tatsuya
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: alcohol

Prompt:
justin timberlake - don't hold the wall
he's not what you thought and you're fed up
i heard your girlfriend tell you, you could do better
well, i'm the best ever

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 446

***

Aomine would like to think that he’s not totally pathetic over Himuro. Yeah, Himuro’s pretty; he’s got that lovely eye and lovelier mouth (spitting trash talk from across the court like venom, steel in his veins until you manage to fumble your way into hitting his buttons and all of a sudden it's molten) and a gorgeous fadeaway he takes even when no one’s guarding him because it still counts the same (two points, three, enough either way). And so yeah, Himuro makes him a little bit stupid, catching his eye from across the room, silver cufflinks glinting in the low light—but Himuro makes a lot of people stupid like that (and the way Kagami talks about it he’s a fucking serial flirt) so Aomine can’t feel too bad.

There's a drink in Himuro’s hand, telltale gold of some undiluted hard liquor, ice sparkling on top as he takes another sip, face frozen in place (of course he can handle that; of course he’s had that kind of practice; of course he knows how to look every bit as picturesque as some marquee superspy movie star). Aomine sighs, clenching his jaw. There’s only so much of this event he can take; Himuro moves away from his companion, a laugh on his face, and Aomine wants to make him laugh.

He might as well not let another chance pass him by, not let the shot clock tick out of seconds. He leaves his drink on the bar, wipes his hand on the inside of his pants pocket, and makes his way over. Himuro catches his eye again when he’s halfway there, cocking his head and leaning his elbow on the well-placed table.

“Aomine. It’s good to see you.”

“Uh,” says Aomine, coughing. “Good to see you, too. Nice party, huh?”

Himuro smiles, bringing the glass back up to his lips. “Yes it is.”

“Are you staying here tonight?”

(Maybe that’s too bold; maybe that’s too forward; Aomine’s bad at being subtle sometimes and maybe Himuro will appreciate him sticking to what he knows how to do, if that’s a little bit better.)

“They booked me a room,” says Himuro, inclining his head as if waiting for Aomine to continue.

“You want to show me what it looks like?”

“Now?” says Himuro.

Aomine nods, sharply, before he can even consider (though he’d rather not stay here and wait for Himuro to change his mind while he pictures him, stripping off the three-piece suit, sweat on his flushed face, lips staining Aomine’s mouth with alcohol).

“Let’s not waste time,” says Himuro, and damn if Aomine doesn’t hang back just to watch his ass as he walks.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mother_herbivore]

Ship: Inui Sadaharu/Kaidou Kaoru & Kinjou Shingo(/Makishima Yusuke optional)
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal & Prince of Tennis
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: mentions of the devil ig??

Prompt:
1. Morning Comes - Delta Rae [lyrics]

FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, T

[yrindor]

Ship: Inui Sadaharu/Kaidou Kaoru & Kinjou Shingo
Fandom: Prince of Tennis, Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: bodily fluids (blood), abuse (implied)
Other Tags: serious injury, surgery, body modifications, panic attacks, angst, cyberpunk AU
Word Count: 1289

Inui, Kaidou, and their teenage son Kinjou. Balancing out the fluff earlier with a healthy dose of angst.

***

Inui isn't sure where things go wrong, or how they go so horribly wrong. One minute, he's listening to the usual quiet breathing and background shuffling over the radio, the next, a loud explosion and screaming, and then a second explosion followed by ominous silence. He doesn't even bother to ask for a status update before he sprints out of the room, grabbing the first weapon he lays eyes on as he runs to the last known location of Kaidou and Kinjou.

It's not supposed to end like this. It's Kinjou's first real mission. They went over all of the details beforehand multiple times. It wasn't high risk. There was nothing in the data to suggest they would run into any problems. Kaidou was right there to provide backup if anything went wrong.

Inui will have to analyze the data more later, but something has gone horribly, horribly wrong, and whatever it is, his husband and their son are currently in the middle of it.

The rest of the support team clearly heard the explosion too, and they've already reached the site by the time Inui arrives.

"Where are they?" he demands, and one of his techs points wordlessly into the crater that's been blown into the ground.

High explosives, his mind provide unhelpfully, and a lot of them. The newest polymers too, but the look of it.

There's already a group down in the crater, clustered around something in the rubble. A quick mental shift zooms his vision in, and he sees to bodies in the center of the group, and far too much blood for comfort.

He's almost to the edge of the crater when a third, smaller explosion rocks the ground at his feet. It's not the explosion that's the real danger though; it's the electromagnetic pulse that it was used to detonate. It's strong enough to trip every emergency failsafe in Inui's system, forcing them all into an immediate shutdown just in case the pulse breaks through his shielding. The sudden removal of all of his usual augmentations and modifications leaves him reeling, and he misses his step, one foot landing in thin air.

He tumbles down the side of the crater, the last scrap of consciousness he had been clinging to fading the first time he bounces off of a rock.


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

He comes to in the hospital with a pounding headache. A quick scan of his system reveals a minor concussion and a few circuits in need of recalibrating, but no major damage. A tech appears at his side; Inui assumes he must have been waiting nearby. He brushes the tech's hand away. He'll deal with his own injuries later; none of them are serious, and there are other, far more pressing issues.

"Where are they?" he asks. He needs to know; he can't get the image of the blood and the bodies out of his mind.

"Kaidou's in surgery now. Internal bleeding from the concussion wave and several fractures where he was struck by falling debris, but he's remarkably stable considering."

"And Shingo? Where's Shingo?"

The sudden silence is the first warning sign.

"I'll get the doctor for you."

The second warning sign.

Inui's hand closes around the tech's wrist. "He's not in surgery?" he asks. He's seen Shingo's injuries, or at least some of them. Even just the obvious ones would need extensive surgery.

"There are...complications," the tech says gently, trying to tug his hand free.

Inui holds on more tightly. "Is he alive?"

"Yes," the tech says, and Inui finally lets go. The unspoken 'but' hangs heavily in the air as the door closes.

There's a thick bundle of cables running from the port at the back of Inui's neck to a computer at the bedside. Inui knows they're overriding his own port systems, taking control of his body's functions until they confirm that his are still working properly on their own. For once, he's glad for the intrusion. He's fairly certain he doesn't remember how to breathe.

The wait seems to stretch out interminably, broken only by the steady beep of the monitors that don't match at all how Inui is feeling. He's about ready to tear them out of his port, consequences be damned, when the doctor finally walks in.

"What's Shingo's status?" Inui asks.

"He's alive," the doctor says, "but the blast caused severe damage to his spinal cord."

"That can be repaired," Inui says. He knows all of the latest research; hell, he's been the one responsible for many of the technologies used for repair.

The silence that follows sets off more warning bells.

"There are...complications."

"What do you mean, complications?"

"The worst of the damage is just below his brainstem; a millimeter higher and it would have killed him. It's not a clean injury either; the explosion left shrapnel in his spine down the whole length of his neck."

"What are you proposing?" Inui asks. He already suspects the answer, but he doesn't want to be the one to voice it.

"There's too much damage to repair. The only real option at this point is a full replacement. We'll remove everything that's been compromised and replace it all with artificial systems like the ones you have."

Inui's hand unconsciously rises to rub at the port at the back of his neck. "You'd turn Kinjou into a spider," he says.

The surgeon nods. "It's the only way to save him."

Inui takes a shaky breath. The thought had occurred to him before when he'd wanted to share something with his son that no one but a spider could fully understand. It had occurred to him when he saw the way that Kinjou had taken so quickly to technology. It had occurred to him when he'd seen how much Kinjou loved statistics and math. But had always only been a passing thought. He knows how spiders are viewed. Things have improved since the early days, but he still has the scars as a constant reminder of what it means to be a spider—to be something many still view as less than human. It isn't something he would ever have wanted for his son despite the fleeting thoughts of what could have been.

He'd mentioned it to Kaidou once, and it had been one of the few times they fought. Kaidou hadn't even wanted to consider the idea. Seeing what Inui had been through was bad enough, he had said, he refused to let that happen to his son.

"I need to talk to Kaoru," Inui says.

"He's in surgery right now."

"How long until he's out?"

"Too long. We're fighting against the clock right now. If any swelling sets in before we remove the damage, then it's going to compress Kinjou's brainstem and most likely kill him. We need a decision now."

"I sign off on this or Shingo dies?" Inui asks bitterly.

The doctor doesn't reply, only holds out a clipboard for him.

There's no real choice in his mind; he can't let Kinjou die.

He signs the form and hands it back.

"We'll let you know when Kaidou is out of surgery," the doctor says. "Kinjou's surgery will take longer. Kaidou should be awake well before we finish. Ring the bell if you need anything and one of the techs will come by."

She leaves, and Inui is alone again. He rubs his hands over his eyes. His cybernetic eyes can't produce tears, but that doesn't stop the burning behind them.

He looks at the clock on the wall and wonders just how long he has to find the words to break the news to Kaidou. He's glad the computer is still breathing for him; he's fairly certain he's forgotten how to again.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[mother_herbivore]

Ship: Kaidou Kaoru & Kinjou Shingo OR Inui Sadaharu & Kinjou Shingo OR Inui Sadaharu/Kaidou Kaoru & Kinjou Shingo
Fandom: Prince of Tennis & Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
1. I Wanna Be The One - fun. [lyrics]
2. Light - Sleeping At Last [lyrics]

FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, G

[yrindor]

Ship: Inui Sadaharu/Kaidou Kaoru & Kinjou Shingo
Fandom: Prince of Tennis, Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 493

Inui, Kaidou, and baby Kinjou.

***

Inui wasn't really sure what to do with a child. He certainly hadn't planned for this eventuality, at least not until it happened to him. Kaidou was perhaps a little more certain, but even then, there was a difference between a child that was planned for and child that happened with little warning, and on top of that, the added challenge of suddenly finding oneself a single parent.

Any of that would have been enough to shake most people, but to have it all occur in the context of a much larger mission rattled even Kaidou. Inui had rarely seen Kaidou rattled before, and it wasn't something he hoped to see again any time soon.

There was no dwelling too much on what had been though, at least not if he wanted to maintain his sanity for however long it took Kaidou to return. His biggest priority needed to be on the screaming child in his arms, and how to make it stop this time. Unlike Kaidou, he we completely and utterly prepared for parenting, the most he had experienced before being the booklets they made everyone read back when he was a teenager. None of which adequately prepared him for finding himself suddenly in possession of a screaming child in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with the child's father gone for an indeterminate amount of time.

And they were so far off the grid that he couldn't even go online to look for suggestions to help. That in and of itself was disconcerting enough to someone so used to being connected 24/7 the way he was. But he thought that children might be like animals in that they could sense fear, or at least he thought he had heard that once, so his first priority needed to be to stop himself from giving in to the fear.

He turned, as he always did, to reciting the digits of pi to calm himself. There was something soothing to them, almost like an irregular lullaby, and he had thousands of digits memorized, plenty to keep him going even if the baby continued to scream for hours.

Luckily, Kinjou didn't cry for that long, falling asleep after only a few hundred digits in. Inui didn't want to risk waking Kinjou though, so he kept going, reciting the numbers until he fell into an uneasy sleep himself, and picking up again where he left off the next morning when Kinjou woke him with his cries.

He was still reciting pi when Kaidou finally returned, some ten thousand digits later. Kaidou was dirty and bruised but otherwise no worse for the wear, and he laughed when he heard Inui's makeshift lullaby. It was a hollow, more strained than usual, but a sound Inui was glad to hear nonetheless, having feared he would never hear it again.

That night, Kaidou took over the lullabies, lulling both Inui and Kinjou to sleep with his rough voice.

PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[kazuyas]

Ship: bokuto koutarou &/ kuroo tetsurou (pls feel free to bring in other characters to this)
Fandom: hq!!
Major Tags: tags ommitted
Other Tags: this is technically nine songs but the same song is here eight times so. also if this doesn't get points i really don't care i just needed to do this for highly self-indulgent reasons.

Prompt:
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones
"it's not unusual" by tom jones
"what's new pusscat" by tom jones

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA

[marks]

I just shrugged like I was the indifferent wait staff at the salt n pepper diner.

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: takigawa chris yuu/sawamura eijun
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
ultraviolet - joanna pacitti

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship:kominato ryousuke & takigawa chris yuu
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
heartbreak hotel - elvis presley

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: sawamura eijun/takigawa chris yuu
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
all you wanted - michelle branch

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: narumiya mei/miyuki kazuya
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: sexual content
Other Tags: angst

Prompt:
better than me - hinder

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[ellipsometry]

Ship: tachibana makoto/nanase haruka OR kise ryouta/kasamatsu yukio
Fandom: free!, kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
moa lignell - when i held ya

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 416

***

The more that Kise wants to hold on, the more he starts to let go.

It doesn't escape Kasamatsu's attention; it's obvious enough even when they only ever treat each other as teammates, and it only gets even easier to notice as they grow closer.

Kasamatsu waits to bring it up, in case Kise does first. He doesn't. Kasamatsu keeps waiting, until they're kissing and he can feel Kise's hands on his side, fingers digging in for a moment before letting go, like he can't quite decide what he wants to do.

"Okay," Kasamatsu says, breaking their kiss and pulling back. "We're talking about this. What's wrong?"

Kise blinks at him, the perfect picture of confusion. "Nothing's wrong—"

"Kise," Kasamatsu says impatiently, covering Kise's hands with his own and squeezing gently. "It's like you can't decide whether you want this or not. Which is fine. I'm not going to rush you. I just want to talk about it, so we're on the same page. If there's anything I can do…"

With a quiet laugh, Kise shakes his head. "I don't think you can, unfortunately. It's just… I'm not used to holding onto things, you know? Back at Teiko, even though it felt like we had the whole world, it kept changing with every game we played. It started off being so much fun but then it turned into something else, when all I wanted to was to keep playing with the same sort of feeling that I started with. Losing to Kurokocchi was good for me, I think, but I still didn't end up getting to hold onto the game that I really enjoyed, in the end. It's too different now. All my friends are different. Everything's different. So I try not to hold onto anything any more, because I already know that it's not going to last."

"Ouch," Kasamatsu laughs. "You've already given up on me without even giving me a chance, huh?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Kise replies hurriedly. He sighs. "Or maybe it is? I like you, Senpai. I really wish that this would work out."

"Why don't you try it, then?" Kasamatsu asks. "I don't want to make you do anything you aren't comfortable with, but if you give me a chance, then maybe this will work out. I'm not the kind of guy who's okay with giving up on something without even trying first, you know."

"I know," Kise replies with a smile. "Okay. We'll give it a try."

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: unhealthy relationships, sorry em

Prompt:
over and over - three days grace

Re: PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[kazuyas]

heaves a sigh and saves

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: kominato haruichi & kominato ryousuke
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
walking on air - kerli

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Gion Kenji/Iwashimizu Sumiaki/Miyuki Atsushi
Fandom: All Out!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Triad - Jefferson Airplane

I don't really see
Why can't we go on as three
We love each other--it's plain to see

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[kiyala]

Ship: Gion Kenji/Iwashimizu Sumiaki/Miyuki Atsushi
Fandom: All Out!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 418

***

Gion doesn't understand why everyone thinks that he has to make some sort of decision.

He gets it from Hachioji a lot; an expectant sort of silence whenever Iwaishimizu comes up, or when someone mentions Miyuki. He'll always sort of half-turn his head towards Gion, like he's waiting for some sort of comment, some sort of input into whatever the conversation happens to be.

Gion stays silent, because he doesn't really have anything to say. Beside him, Iwaishimizu trembles a little like a young tree in the strong wind, but Gion doesn't say anything about that either.

It bothers him all the same, though, because he doesn't see the point of it. It's nosy, when the people who keep asking about what he's going to do aren't even directly affected by it. It's really annoying and he'd probably yell about it, if not for the fact that it would probably make Iwaishimizu uncomfortable, and that's the last thing he wants.

Sekizan, to Gion's surprise, is supportive in his own way. He doesn't openly say anything about it, but he's good at distracting Hachioji before he's about to say something instead.

Komori is, well. Komori. Gion doesn't know what he's thinking and doesn't think that he'll ever know, and he's okay with that. He can deal with it, when it's not more of the same expectant silence.

"What are you going to do?" Iwaishimizu asks when they're walking home anyway, and his shoulders are hunched, like he's preparing himself for bad news.

"Why are you asking me?" Gion asks, shoving him gently. "It's not just my decision to make, you know. We're all in this together. Besides, you're the one who knew Miyuki for way longer than I did."

"So?" Iwaishimizu asks. "That doesn't give me any sort of… of… claim on him, you know? If you care about him, then you care about him and I'm glad, because we're all friends."

"But that's not all," Gion says quietly. He glances around and then presses his hand into Iwaishimizu's for the briefest of moments, before pulling it away. "I like you, and I like Miyuki too."

"So that's it," Iwaishimizu replies with a shrug. "It's just that simple, isn't it? You like the both of us, and I like the both of you. I'm sure that Atsushi would say that he likes the both of us too. So we don't need to worry about what anyone else says or thinks, right/"

Gion grins, nodding in agreement. "Yeah. You're right."

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[themorninglark]

Ship: Yagami Tomoe & Yagami Riku OR Yagami Tomoe &/ Fujiwara Takeru OR Kimishita Atsushi/Mizuki Hisahito OR Mizuki Hisahito/Usui Yuuta OR Usui Yuuta/Kazama Jin
Fandom: Prince of Stride, DAYS
Major Tags: Abuse, death, graphic depictions of violence, suicide
Other Tags: ALL OF THE MAJOR TAGS ARE STRONGLY IMPLIED IN THE SONG LYRICS, I don't actually request any of them in the fill, please don't take the songs literally, they are beautiful but horribly violent, feel free to be inspired by one or any of them

Prompt:
The Decemberists - The Bachelor and the Bride
The Decemberists - We Both Go Down Together
The Decemberists - Red Right Ankle

FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[fickle]

Ship: Kimishita/Mizuki
Fandom: DAYS
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 478 words

Kimishita does not have a foot fetish. He has an ankle fetish.

***

Mizuki has the most beautiful ankles in the world.

Kimishita is 100% sure of that, even though he hasn't seen all the ankles in the world.

It doesn't matter though because there's no way that anyone could have ankles better than Mizuki's. Sometimes when he looks at them, he thinks about history class and cultural class, how the Victorians thought the sight of an ankle was shocking and how the Chinese bound the feet of their women to achieve 'lotus feet' that were thought to be a sign of beauty. He's never had any sort of a foot fetish and indeed, he's still not interested in Mizuki's feet, but he can't stop himself from looking at Mizuki's ankles.

They're not delicate, not exactly. They have to bear all of Mizuki's weight and let him run around the pitch at top speed, pivot and kick with strength and accuracy still. They're strong but still attractive, like the lines of a quarter horse or a solid lines of a bull.

Kimishita's always looking at Mizuki's ankles but nobody ever catches him doing it; at Mizuki's feet is where the ball most often is and after all, aren't soccer players supposed to always watch the ball?

*

When Mizuki falls, Kimishita's the first one at his side. He kneels next t him and pushes Mizuki's trouser leg upwards while Mizuki's still cursing quietly and clutching the grass in obvious pain. The muscled calf is free of hair, narrowing to that lovely ankle, but Kimishita's attention is solely on the jut of bone and the rapidly-swelling flesh above it.

He sets his hands around the ankle, gently resting it on his palm, and flexes it as carefully as possible. Mizuki utters another bitten-off curse and Kimishita sets his jaw against the urge to comfort him.

"It's not broken," he says. That's the closest to comfort he's allowed to offer. "It might be a sprain though."

He can feel how hot the skin is there cpmpared to Mizuki's calf and holds his hand out to Mizuki. "Here. Sit up and get your arm around my shoulders. I'll help you to the nurse."

She should still be at the school, hopefully. If not, maybe they could catch a taxi if they pooled their money? Or call someone's parents for a ride to a doctor? Taking Mizuki by public transport was definitely out.

Mizuki needed a little help to stand up but once he was upright, he let Kimishita take most of his weight as he hop-limped off the field. Ushi took over practice, keeping the others on track, and it was just Mizuki and Kimishta making their way through the school's quiet corridors.

It was a horrible thing to have their captain injured, even if it was just a mild injury, but Kimishita couldn't help but enjoy having Mizuki all to himself for once.

Prompt: team kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya

[starrwinter]

Ship: Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major tags: Death
Other tags: Supernatural elements

Prompt:
Carry on my Wayward Son - Kansas

The song that's always waiting to get stuck in your head at any time XD

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: shirakawa katsuyuki/kominato ryousuke
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: shockingly none
Other Tags: car crashes, supernatural elements, General Creepy, im not linking the music video bc there would be more to tag

Prompt:
blue - the birthday massacre

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Sera Kyouhei/Akasaki Ryou/Sakai Yoshinori
Fandom: Giant Killing
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
You and Your Friend - Snake River Conspiracy

In my dreams I still see us in a tight embrace
In spite of all the things that people say when they stare
that's how I know I'm in love with you and your friend

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[justlikeswitchblades]

Ship: Midorima Shintarou/Murasakibara Atsushi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
favourite colour - carly rae jepsen
making love until the morning light / making out like it's the end of the world / and i really wanna get it right

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E

[kiyala]

Ship: Midorima Shintarou/Murasakibara Atsushi
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 414

***

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PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Pinning!Kasamatsu

Prompt:
I love You - Woodkid

Whatever I feel for you
You only seem to care about you
Is there any chance you could see me too?
Cause I love you

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kise/Kasamatsu
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 403

***

It would be easier if Kise was a nice guy. It would be easier if he was a little meaner, a little more inconsiderate, a little more something that could override the pretty, the basketball, the obnoxious chirpiness that somehow seems so attractive. Or if he was the same, and Kasamatsu just didn’t fucking like him (it’s not an impossible scenario; he doesn’t want to like Kise). But there’s no use wishing for what’s not there; there’s no use in wishing for Kise and there’s no use in wishing he didn’t wish for Kise in the first place. There’s just life, just moving on and dealing with this shitty crush until it goes away on its own.

It’s a problem because he has to spend so much time with Kise already, but it’s more of a problem because Kise is Kise, always whining to Kasamatsu, always fucking batting his eyelashes like he knows (and Kasamatsu’s being paranoid, maybe, but it never hurts; it’s worse if he knows and pities and plays with Kasamatsu like a cat playing with a sparrow). He’s always making a nuisance of himself, focusing even the parts of Kasamatsu’s attention that wouldn’t ever go to him onto him, grabbing the spotlight. He’s the ace and Kasamatsu’s the captain, the point guard responsible for getting him the ball and clearing his lanes. All of that’s just making everything worse, biting at Kasamatsu’s feelings like raw thighs chafing again in the summer.

It’s a problem because some part of Kasamatsu breathes easier when he deserts the team, skips out on events for his modeling gigs or leaves everyone behind at a tournament to go talk to Midorima or one of his other middle school friends (and he talks about that fucking middle school so much, like it’s the greatest thing that could ever happen to him—though maybe it had been if that’s how he’d gotten into basketball—until Kasamatsu reminds him that, hey, he’s on a different fucking team right now).

And still, Kasamatsu can’t help but stare at him, the hoop-breaking dunks, the high leaps into the air, the smoothness of his dribble like he was born to play basketball, like he’d been doing it his entire life (smoother than Kasamatsu, who practically has) instead of just a couple of years, the beautiful eyes and flirtatious smile. This will pass, maybe before Kasamatsu graduates. (It had fucking better.)

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: kataoka tesshin/takashima rei
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:
the saltwater room - owl city

Prompt: team kuramochi youichi/miyuki kazuya

[starrwinter]

Ship: Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major tags: None
Other tags: None

Prompt:
Team - Lorde
Tennis Court - Lorde
Buzzcut Season - Lorde

FILL: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, G

[hyalinee]

Ship: Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 527

i cant believe this is my first krry smh THANK U FOR THE PROMPT

***

Summer is sweltering, hard-baked ground and freedom, a fleeting taste upon his lips. Cold ice and Ryousuke mingled, sweetness and sharpness mixed together. He is small and his hair suggest a softness that hides his edges, but Youichi's aware that there are moments too that he can be soft, in late afternoons and the early hours of morning, when it's just the two of them.

He lives and breathes the sun soaked asphalt, the run down fences, the feel of hot summer wind against his face and the frisson of danger that comes with each step he takes. They live in their own world here, a tiny kingdom that skirts the lines of propriety, in which he and Ryousuke are king. He knows that Ryousuke lives in another world, but he belongs here, with Youichi, with a smile sharper than a knife and a touch of danger with every step he takes. It's not always easy here, but it's what Youichi loves about it. There is a certainty that Ryousuke is never far when they walk these streets.

Here is broken chain link fences and overgrown fields, alleys and a world with different rules. They aren't always clear, but Ryousuke knows them better than Youichi, secrets hidden in the curve of his smile. He thinks about kissing him, pressed against a wall, in dark streets lit by flickering streetlights. It is the curve of Ryousuke's face lit by holographic lights, a game that Youichi plays like it's the only thing that matters, like his life depends on it. Here is where he truly exists, running next to Ryousuke and laughter on his lips, Ryousuke's hand in his own.

He doesn't know if there's any other way to be. They are a secret and not, they are the reason Youichi's heart feels like it's going to beat out of his chest. Ryousuke is all sly smiles and cool composure, and Youichi only wishes he could be like that. but Ryousuke only smiles for him like that, like Youichi is a secret he doesn't wish to share, something just for him.

In the evenings, he and Ryousuke head up to the hill and sit, waiting for the stars to come out. Ryousuke tells him nonsense stories about made up constellations, and Youichi laughs, tells his own with Ryousuke's dry commentary. Ryousuke tells him he's terrible at it, but he doesn't stop, because Ryousuke never tells him to stop. They trace out their futures in neon lights and soft whispers, one with the two of them and them leaving this town, this city, where they are endless and wild.

This is theirs, late summer afternoons that stretch into nights and early mornings, secrets whispered between silly stories and cold drinks from vending machines. He doesn't know how he's ever managed before Ryousuke came into his life, and he doesn't know what he'll do if Ryousuke ever leaves. But he has this for now, and it's enough.

He doesn't know what to call it, but he thinks love is as good as any. It's not much, but it's his and Youichi thinks that there is nothing he wouldn't give for this.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Midorima Shintarou/Akashi Seijuurou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Fluff, I just need them to be happy and silly together

Prompt:
for him. - Troye Sivan

We can get married tonight if you really wanna
Me in a cheap suit like a sleazy lawyer
And if you break this lil' heart, it'd be an honor

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, G

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Akashi/Midorima
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 412

***

When Akashi had moved in, there had been something in the back of Midorima’s mind, not fear but perhaps wariness that everything would change now. Seeing someone every day is quite different from living with them, their frustrations bleeding over to yours, carving out alone time in a shared space, what any or all of this means, really. He’s the one who had asked; he wants this as much as Akashi does. And it’s Akashi, and maybe that’s what’s making him a little wary, that there are still parts of him that aren’t quite good enough for Akashi, that he’s always given Akashi his best but there’s so much more underneath that.

Then again, Akashi’s always been good at seeing what lies below the surface.

He doesn’t flinch at it, though they fight. It’s usually stupid but almost unavoidable, when Midorima has a bad mood and nowhere to put it and Akashi’s put something in the wrong drawer, or when Akashi’s frustrated and short and Midorima takes it personally because even though maybe it’s not about him it still twists his intestines inside of him. And he shouldn’t be surprised by this perhaps, but he still is, the way Akashi adjusts and fine-tunes his routine to match Midorima’s.

He takes the extra hour Midorima allows himself on Sundays to lie in bed and not sleep but not do much of anything, talking or lying against him and staring up at the ceiling (perhaps seeing it so clearly makes it boring, but Akashi never says). He eats when Midorima does, not a rigid schedule but a pattern that he can adhere to. He learns where things go; there is space enough for all of his additions. He watches Oha-Asa with Midorima in the morning, leaning over the back of the couch to kiss Midorima’s cheek (for luck, he says, a twist of his lips and oh, Midorima has never felt this much).

There is space here; there will always be space here for the two of them, despite how much room Midorima takes up, despite the baggage Akashi brings. There is room for Akashi’s hands around Midorima’s waist, some old music station on the radio that’s just flipped to an ad, Akashi’s smile as he looks up through his eyelashes, the bright red of his eyes trained on Midorima’s, and Midorima swallows. And there is room for him to lean down and kiss Akashi and take as long as he wants.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Murasakibara Atsushi/Himuro Tatsuya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Just do whatever you want with this to bE HONEST

Prompt:
Sugar - Maroon 5

I want that red velvet
I want that sugar sweet
Don't let nobody touch it unless that somebody's me

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: 418

***

“Muro-chin, it’s hot.” Atsushi drags out his voice, or really it drags itself out of him; it's hot and he’s still hungry and Tatsuya’s not helping.

Tatsuya doesn’t reply, and Atsushi looks up; he must have crept out when he thought Atsushi was asleep, sound dying under the spinning of the fan’s blades. Atsushi shifts his head closer to the fan, willing it to blow on his head and dry the sweat. It’s at the highest setting but it’s still not working (but Akita summer still might be better than Tokyo, even though that’s a shitty choice). Atsushi sighs; his breath his hot but the moving air feels good against his chin. He closes his eyes again.

He’s listening for the door as it opens this time, the squeak; there’s a convenience store shopping bag under Tatsuya’s arm and Atsushi hopes it’s food (Liu keeps scolding Tatsuya for spoiling Atsushi, but that makes Tatsuya do it more, sneak him an extra bag of chips with a wink, and Atsushi can’t complain about that). He drops the bag on the edge of Atsushi’s desk with a thump and turns around to close the door; Atsushi narrows his eyes, guessing at the outline of what’s inside the bag. Tatsuya pulls it out before he can make a concrete definition; it’s a pint of ice cream and only one plastic spoon. Atsushi sighs; it looks half-melted already.

“Are you hungry?” says Tatsuya.

Atsushi nods, and Tatsuya sits down on the bed (his body’s too warm; Atsushi focuses on the ice cream, red velvet flavor). He takes the top off, separating it slowly and scraping the half-melted ice cream stuck to it with the spoon, holding it out to Atsushi. Atsushi’s mouth closes around it; he whines when it’s not cold enough.

“More.”

Tatsuya takes a spoonful from the top, and then lifts it toward his own mouth. Atsushi rolls his eyes, but still watches as his mouth closes around the spoon, the way his tongue darts out pink to lick his lips. He dips his finger in the ice cream; it’s cool and smooth and he digs out a chunk of cake surrounded by frosting and ice cream; it drips onto the bedspread as he pulls it in toward his mouth and sucks it off with a smack. He watches Tatsuya watch him, Tatsuya’s eye closing slightly.

“It’s too hot for that,” says Atushi.

“I don’t know,” says Tatsuya, leaning in and kissing the sugar from his lips.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[umaibo]

Ship: Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: :^)

Prompt:
Unravel Me - Jojee

Stop the way you lookin’ at me baby
I know you're doin’ this to make me a little crazy
You have the key to makin’ me lose my mind

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, M

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kise/Kasamatsu
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 452

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