Bonus Round 5: Clue

[referees]

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

Sometimes, all you need are a few little details to imagine something bigger. This round is inspired by a classic board game with a cast of colorful characters, but for SASO your only limits on "who", "where", and "with what" are what you can imagine (and the SASO fandom list, of course)!

This round closes on 5 August @ 7PM EDT. (Countdown Timer.)

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)

RULES

• Submit prompts by commenting to this post with the format of a Clue mystery - "[character] in the [location] with [item]", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
  • Example: Sawamura Daichi in the teachers' lounge with the Hello Kitty! lunchbox
  • The person in your prompt MAY be a member of your ship, but is not REQUIRED to be part of your ship. They must still be a named character from a SASO-nominated fandom.
  • Your place must be a physical location, not a state of being or a state of being. However, this location is not required to be real, nor must it be from the same setting as the characters.
  • The "item" used must be a physical object that the character can hold or manipulate.
  • Unlike the board game, your prompt is NOT required to imply murder. The scenario implied can be anything at all! (As always, please tag properly!)
  • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
• Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your Clue-inspired fanwork.
• 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> [Character] in the [location] with the [item].	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine. Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) <strong>Ship:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.

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SCORING

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

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

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

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Comments

PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[luckycricket33]

Ship: Sawamura Daichi/ Kuroo Tetsurou OR Oikawa Tooru OR Tanaka Ryuunosuke
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: fire emblem heroes

Prompt:

Daichi in the Askran ruins with five orbs

PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU

[earlgrey_milktea]

Ship: kuroo tetsurou/kozume kenma
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: pls indulge me with one of my favourite tropes, everyone else's exasperation and ??? at these two

Prompt:
yaku outside the konbini with the extra meat bun.

Prompt: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[doxian]

Ship: Phichit Chulanont/Christophe Giacometti, /Katsuki Yuri, /Guang-hong Ji, /Leo Iglesia, /Otabek Altin (& is ok too for all of those) or & Yuri Plisetsky
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt: Phichit in [other person's] hotel room with the 64gb USB stick of blackmail material on the rest of the skaters that he's too nice(?) to actually use

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[chameleonskin]

Ship: Makishima Yuusuke &/ Toudou Jinpachi, Makishima Yuusuke &/ Tadokoro Jin, Makishima Yuusuke &/ Onoda Sakamichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Makishima at the hairdresser with chewing-gum in his hair.

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[soup]

Oh no what a good prompt...

PROMPT: Team DaiSuga

[pugglemuggle]

Ship: tanaka ryuunosuke/nishinoya yuu
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: inspired by that Seth Rogen movie "Neighbors" but feel free to take this in literally any direction

Prompt:
Noya in the frat house with the dildo made from the mold of Tanaka's penis

Re: PROMPT: Team DaiSuga

[babster]

oh my god
(i hope this gets filled a hundred times)

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[hibari1_chan]

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

Prompt:

Aoyagi in the bar with a lighter.

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI

[gogoshiki]

Ship: Miya Atsumu&/Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Incest (optional)
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Osamu in the underground street race with the omamori.

FILL: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Oikawa Tooru, M

[nautilics]

Ship: Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other tags: TAGS OMITTED, it's not a very good time
Word count: 702

i'm...sorry in advance (but thank you for the evocative prompt)

***

“‘Samu.” Dirt and glass crunches underfoot as his brother crouches over him. “You're a fucking idiot. Did you know that?”

It's difficult to think. “Yeah, ‘Tsumu,” he manages, after he pulls the words together. “I reckon I did.”

He can't see Atsumu's face, but he hears the huff in his brother's voice, feels the cold whisper of hands on his cheeks. With some effort, he can imagine the rough scrape of the callouses that lined those fingers, almost feel the weight of a touch.

“My stupid brother,” Atsumu says, and Osamu closes his eyes.

-

The omamori swings under the rearview mirror, embroidered golden threads catching the light every time Osamu speeds past a streetlight. In the passenger seat, Atsumu leans forward and bats at it, like he’s a cat or something.

“Meow,” he says, like he’s read Osamu’s mind, and Osamu doesn’t laugh but he doesn’t swerve the car on purpose either.

“And people say I’m the impulsive one,” Atsumu says, laughter curling in his mouth. He cages the omamori in his hands, fingers crooked like he’s holding something precious. The printed words aren’t visible through the shadows of his fingers, but the memory of them is still enough to make Osamu tamp down a snort: traffic safety, for good luck and protection on the road.

“They’re not all wrong,” Osamu replies. He sees Atsumu’s smile from the corner of his eye, and he almost smiles, too, before he remembers.

He checks his mirrors, and presses his foot down harder.

-

The omamori swings under the rearview mirror, damp but intact thanks to the plastic case it came in. Atsumu whistles and pulls it off, wiping it on his shirt.

“Well, it kinda did the job,” he says with a chuckle, hooking it back in place once it’s dry. Ward against evil, it reads, free of the soda which is still sprayed across the windscreen and centre console around it. “Might have been the plastic more than any supernatural forces, though.”

Osamu sweeps a handful of tissues across the windscreen to mop up what he can. “I don’t think you bursting a can of soda counts as ‘evil’,” he says drily, hoping that the liquid won’t leave streaks when it dries.

Atsumu picks up the offending can of soda and downs the rest of it. He tosses it over his shoulder once he’s done, and Osamu peers into the backseats with a grimace. “That’s gross, ‘Tsumu.”

“Better than littering,” Atsumu says cheerily, and brings them back onto the road.

-

The omamori swings under the rearview mirror as he slows to a stop at the lights, casting erratic shadows under the glare of the streetlights. There’s already another car idling in the lane next to him, engine purring gently.

Osamu unhooks the charm and tosses it into the glove compartment; wouldn’t want a trick of the light to make him flinch at the wrong time. Atsumu is silent in the passenger seat, a muted and still storm, and Osamu knows what he’s going to say and so he ignores him.

He casts a glance across at the other car instead, and sees a pair of eyes already looking back at him. He lifts his chin, a wordless challenge, and revs the engine. Atsumu’s car comes alive beneath his foot with a smooth rumble that coils in his chest, and the other car rises to meet it.

The traffic light in front of them is still red. Osamu clenches his hands against the wheel, then relaxes them. Atsumu, at his side, exhales soundlessly.

“And people say I’m the impulsive one,” he says again, a bitter twist to his tone. He taps his fingers against the glove compartment.

There’s a jagged feeling clawing at Osamu’s throat and he barks out a laugh, brittle. “Not anymore,” he says, lips curled but not smiling. “They don’t say much of anything about you anymore, ‘Tsumu.” The lights turn green and Osamu jams the pedal, and both cars shoot forward in a screech of rubber.

He hears Atsumu hum, a tuneless note under his breath, even through the adrenaline rushing through his ears. “No,” Atsumu agrees. “Not anymore.”

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jessibot]

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

Prompt:
ushi in oikawa's living room with bird crackers for the parrot that won't stop hurling insults against his person

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[kiyala]

Ship: Oikawa Tooru/Ushijima Wakatoshi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual Content
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 501

***

Ushijima doesn't mean to break into Oikawa's house. Technically, it's not breaking it at all if he goes to knock on the door and find that it just swings open. Surely. He isn't breaking any rules. He wanted to drop by, the door is open for him, and that's all that he's doing. Dropping by.

It's just that he heard a bird squawking and thought that he would get some bird crackers to lure it out and take it somewhere safe, if it was trapped in someone's home. He thought that he would check if Oikawa had seen the bird.

"You're an asshole, Ushiwaka-chan," a voice says out of nowhere, and he jumps.

It doesn't sound like Oikawa's voice. It's too shrill, even for Oikawa. The apartment is speaking to him. Maybe this technically counts and breaking in after all.

"Die in a hole, Ushiwaka-chan," the voice continues.

"I'm sorry?" Ushijima directs his question at the ceiling because he doesn't quite know where he's meant to look, when he's talking to a building.

Except then he hears a scratching noise and he looks over to realise that there's a bird cage in the corner of the room, with a parrot sitting inside.

A parrot that is apparently repeating what he's heard Oikawa say. That explains the squawking, at least.

"Does he not like me?" Ushijima asks the parrot, standing in front of the cage. He wonders if the parrot can reply to question, and considers asking it where Oikawa is, in the first place.

The parrot squawks loudly. "You look stupid, Ushiwaka-chan."

"I wish you wouldn't call me that," Ushijima sighs. It's one thing when Oikawa does it, but he's come to learn that he doesn't quite like it when other people do it too. This bird, apparently, is among their number.

"Choke on a dick, Ushiwaka-chan."

"I…" Ushijima frowns. Has Oikawa really been saying that around his bird? It's an uncomfortable thought, that Oikawa would hate him enough to be practicing insults in his own lounge room. Ushijima hasn't even heard that one yet.

"Choke on my dick, Ushiwaka-chan."

Ushijima blinks.

"Let me choke on yours."

"This is uncomfortable," Ushijima tells the bird seriously. "Hearing it from you, specifically. I don't mean to offend you. It's just that. Well. You're a bird. Did he really say that?"

"Choke me, Ushiwaka-chan."

Ushijima feels his face burning and he's about to turn and leave when he hears a shriek from behind him.

"Intruder!" Oikawa cries, pointing at him. "While I was in the shower, no less! What did you hear! I'm going to deny everything!"

"Your bird," Ushijima says, perplexed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to set your parrot off but it started insulting me."

"Good boy," Oikawa says proudly.

"Good boy," the parrot repeats cheerfully. "I'll be a good boy, Ushiwaka-chan."

Oikawa's face turns bright red. "You didn't hear anything."

Ushijima hums, turning to leave, leaving the bird crackers aside in case Oikawa would like to use them. "If you say so."

PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[earlgrey_milktea]

Ship: leo de la iglesia/ji guanghong
Fandom: yuri on ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: long distance relationships can be hard

Prompt:
guanghong at his mailbox with the postcard from across the pacific.

Re: PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[hyalinee]

SCREAMS

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/KOGA KIMITAKA/TESHIMA JUNTA

[besania]

Ship: Aoyagi Hajime / Koga Kimitaka / Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: i need poly fluff or i will Die

Prompt:
T3 in a BED with the COVERS all tangled around them

FILL: Team Grandstand, T

[stariceling]

Ship: Aoyagi Hajime/Koga Kimitaka/Teshima Junta
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: Implied sexual situation
Other Tags: Morning after, established relationship, fluff
Word Count: 550


***

Teshima woke up with his head on Koga’s chest, which did not make a soft pillow but was still always a good place to find himself. He ran one finger along the line of Koga’s collarbone, enjoying the little smile on his face. If anything Koga looked smug about this situation. Teshima kissed his finger and touched it to the corner of Koga’s mouth.

Careful not to disturb Koga, Teshima pushed himself upright and stretched. They had somehow twisted the covers into a knotted nest around them, but Teshima figured it was warm enough that both body heat and blankets together would have been too much anyway.

Aoyagi had draped himself over Koga’s stomach, monopolizing as much space as he could cover. His slight frown made it seem like he was still not satisfied. It was so cute Teshima had to touch a soft kiss to Aoyagi’s forehead before turning his attention to trying to get out of the knot they had made.

It was impressive how much they had managed to tangle things. Teshima felt like his foot was caught in a Chinese finger trap. Trying to pull it out only made the knot tighten.

While he was distracted, someone grabbed him around the waist. Teshima found himself dragged backwards over Koga’s thighs until he fell against Aoyagi. Aoyagi’s arms latched around his waist.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Teshima thrashed, more with surprise than anything else, and only found himself clutched harder to Aoyagi’s chest.

Koga grumbled and put one hand to his face as his eyes cracked open.

“See, you woke up Kimitaka,” Teshima accused.

There was a shared look over Teshima’s head, and then Koga gathered both of them into his arms. Teshima found himself trapped in the middle of a tangle of limbs.

Teshima might have expected being sandwiched naked between the two of them to lead somewhere immediately, but it didn’t. Koga leaned over his shoulder to kiss Aoyagi, (and kiss him again when he pressed forward greedily,) then gave Teshima a soft kiss before nuzzling sleepily against his hair.

Aoyagi spooned himself snugly against Teshima’s back and breathed against the back of his neck and it sounded like, “Stay” even if he didn’t say a word.

“I was going to make breakfast,” Teshima told them. “You’re not getting any breakfast if you don’t let me up.”

Koga said, “Hmm” and kissed his ear. Aoyagi didn’t bother saying anything.

“I know you love my cooking,” Teshima grumbled, nose pressed into Koga’s chest. He didn’t actually want to escape now.

“You know we love you more.”

It wasn’t new, hearing something like that, and yet it always seemed to surprise him. Teshima had to stop and swallow down a giddy laugh. “Yeah. Okay. You win.”

“Damn right we win,” Koga muttered. Teshima felt the shiver of a silent laugh from Aoyagi.

Happily resigned to his fate, Teshima kicked fruitlessly at the blanket still tangled around his foot, which had twisted too tight. Aoyagi apparently trusted him (or trusted Koga not to release him) enough to reach down and unravel it. The knot came apart in his hands like magic, letting Teshima fit himself more comfortably between them.

Rather than being tangled in the blankets, he would much rather be tangled up with the two he loved.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[chameleonskin]

Ship: Toudou Jinpachi / Makishima Yuusuke
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: I'm having strong TDF feelings rn don't mind me

Prompt:
Toudou at the Tour de France last stage with an engagement ring.

FILL: Team Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta, G

[miyukitty]

Ship: Makishima Yuusuke/Toudou Jinpachi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 663

miyu wants to go to paris too~ congrats on engagement, toumaki!!

***

The Arc de Triomphe was a majestic sight, or it would have been, if he had time to sightsee. Toudou's head was bent low over the handlebars, his breath coming short and ragged. The sun beat down mercilessly on the curve of his back. Sweat ran in rivulets down the back of his neck, dripping off his chin, soaking into the thin material of his jersey.

It was the final stage of the Tour. Toudou was exhausted, more bone tired than he'd ever felt from the Inter-High. He could feel imperfection creeping into his form, the slight wobble in his wheels here and there, the slow reaction time as he corrected himself. He was ready for the race to be over. And Toudou knew it was just for show at this point, that the overall placings had already been settled and that his proud team from Japan had already lost to a tenacious group of cyclists from Germany, but. Putting on a show had always been his specialty.

Toudou straightened and forced a dazzling smile as he rounded the corner, past a gaggle of reporters with cameras flashing. The sidelines were packed with people as they entered the famous stretch of the Champs-Élysées. Spectators cheered for him in French and English he barely understood, but adoration was adoration in any language. He struck a pose for them, pointing directly at the rolling camcorders as he pedaled on.

A wave of dizziness forced his head down again. He had already drained his water bottle. He just had to endure the sun a little longer. Toudou pulled his zipper down a few inches, exposing a patch of skin and a small chain with a ring on it. He pedaled on mechanically, following the flow of the peloton, fingers straying to touch the slim necklace for support.

He remembered with a sudden, fierce fondness the gold chain he'd worn in high school. That necklace had been a heavy, gaudy thing, meant to be flashy and eye-catching so that people would ask where he got it. He would always laugh and coyly tell his classmates and fan club that "it's a secret," but he'd wear the same helplessly proud smile he did every time he saw Maki-chan actually texted him back. He couldn't imagine it was ever actually a secret, especially when they stopped being just rivals and started being something more.

He remembered with a crinkle of his nose how Arakita had found the photo in his clubroom locker of him and Maki-chan wearing the matching necklaces together. Arakita had teased him so mercilessly about his crush that Toudou stopped wearing it, at school at least. He had been easier to fluster back then, he supposed. That old necklace was in a box of keepsakes now, along with his first flip phone, his Hakogaku jersey, an envelope of train tickets and airplane boarding passes, and all his other memories.

His fingers curled around the ring, squeezing it tight, renewing the strength of its promise as he forged onward.

The little glimpses of Paris Toudou saw as they lapped the city looked beautiful. He was looking forward to spending a few days here once Maki-chan arrived from London for the closing ceremonies. They planned to see the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Notre Dame Cathedral. They would walk the streets together, hand in hand, in the brief window they'd carved in between responsibilities and schedules and distance. His heart soared with anticipation, more excited for their vacation than he was to see the finish line of the race.

And most exciting of all, Toudou would move the ring to his finger where it belonged, and it would be in all his Tour de France photos. If anyone asked who gave it to him, he could smile the same helplessly proud smile he always did, because he couldn't quite believe it was real either. But now it wasn't a secret anymore, and he would show the entire world.

PROMPT: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya

[kitaiichis]

ship: miya atsumu &/ miya osamu
fandom: haikyuu!!
major tags: (optional) incest
other tags: none

prompt: kita on the bench with a substitution card

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G

[themorninglark]

Ship: Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 467

I LOVE THIS PROMPT A LOT THANK YOU!!

***

One of the twins has to leave the game.

It’s a sense Shinsuke’s honed to a razor edge, over the past year. He doesn’t need to check with the coach, though he casts a quick glance over out of courtesy, watches for the nod before he leans forward and narrows his eyes, jacket rustling round his shoulders.

He reaches for the paddles at the side of the bench. 7. 11. At his back, he can feel Suna’s curious gaze boring into him, waiting to see which one he’ll hold up.

Shinsuke bides his time, watches the flow of the match. Atsumu’s tired. That much is clear, from the way he takes two steps to catch up instead of one, his measured pace a split second off. Atsumu in his element makes you feel like the court’s his playground and even the sun couldn’t catch him.

Shinsuke doubts anyone else has noticed, except—

Osamu’s gaze keeps flickering over at Atsumu, and that’s reason enough to take him out.

At first, Shinsuke had thought he was concerned, figured it was as straightforward as that. They are brothers first, after all, and teammates second, and Shinsuke has never cared to probe too deep into what the twins share. It’s enough that they bring it when they play and turn it to all their advantages. Their silence, their noise and their harmony; the cryptic way they say each other’s names, like rain in Osamu’s mouth, butter and caramel in Atsumu’s.

But it’s not concern Osamu feels. Shinsuke understands now. It’s knowledge, and that is worse.

Don’t let them cheer for Atsumu. It had been Osamu who told him that, when they first started. Shinsuke, holding his tongue and his questions, had listened; Atsumu had never made the request himself. Sometimes, Shinsuke wonders what might have happened if Osamu had not approached him. Perhaps Atsumu had known he would.

Osamu does not worry for Atsumu, for Osamu already knows. He has no need for uncertainty. He has seen, has told Shinsuke with a startling crystal clarity, all the signs of Atsumu’s fatigue and his fortitude wearing down.

The thing that Osamu does not know is that he still reaches for Atsumu’s hand when they’re leaving the gym, that he habitually buys two drinks instead of one from the vending machine, always, even on days Atsumu’s not around. He carries these little pieces of Atsumu with him like shadow-selves they made of each other in their childhood.

They are no longer children. Shinsuke keeps a careful eye on Atsumu, who’s panting lightly, but still steady on his feet. Thinks: he can make it till the end of the set.

Osamu—

some things you can’t unlearn just like that.

Signalling to the referee, Shinsuke puts the 7 paddle back down on the bench, and stands up.

PROMPT: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

[marks]

Ship: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Yamaguchi in Tsukishima's house with Akiteru's old badly hidden porn collection.

FILL: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, T

[pugglemuggle]

Ship: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: mentions of sexual content
Other Tags: awkward boys, Yamaguchi is a darling, i love him
Word Count: 502

this is not the porn you were looking for

***

Yamaguchi wasn't really sure what to do about this, honestly.

He was spending the night at Tsukki's house, which wasn't out of the ordinary. Even though he lived close by, sometimes he accidentally stayed over late enough that Tsukki's parents refused to let him leave—"It's dark out there, Tadashi-kun. You shouldn't walk home by yourself. Stay the night here and we'll call your parents to let them know."

He didn't mind staying at the Tsukishima house. When they were kids, they used to pull out one of the extra futons from the closet, and he'd sleep on the floor next to Tsukki's bed. Ever since Tsukki's brother left for college, though, they started putting him in Akiteru's room. He didn't mind that, either, even if sometimes he sort of missed falling asleep at Tsukki's side.

Yamaguchi wasn't the sort of guy to go through other people's things. He'd never touched any of the trinkets and mementos in Akiteru's room. But this—this was an accident. It wasn't his fault. How was he supposed to know that when he shoved his hand under Akiteru's bed to find his missing sock, he was going to pull out a stack of porn magazines instead?

There were so many of them.

At first, Yamaguchi was paralyzed, too shocked to do anything but yank his hand away and stare. The right thing to do would be to shove them back where they came from and do his best to forget that he'd ever seen or touched them. But, well. Yamaguchi was sixteen, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious.

Instead of putting them away, Yamaguchi spread out the magazines on the floor and looked at the covers. There was nothing too outrageous there, but it was certainly still enough to make Yamaguchi blush.

He found himself wondering, suddenly, which kind of girl Tsukki liked. Had he ever had one of these magazines? Had he ever sneaked into Akiteru's empty room at night to look for these? Yamaguchi squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed the heels of his palms over his forehead. These thoughts were too embarrassing.

He restacked the magazines and put them back under the bed as far as he could reach. When he finally got into Akiteru's bed, the blankets tucked up under his chin, he swore he could almost feel the magazines burning into his back from under the mattress. It wasn't even the magazines themselves that were getting to him—it was his thoughts about Tsukki. He couldn't seem to get the questions out of his head.

He wondered what that might mean, that he was thinking about Tsukki like this.

No, not tonight. He needed to sleep. With all the resolve he could muster, Yamaguchi shoved the thoughts away to the back of his mind and settled down to rest. This was not the sort of thing to figure out in one night. He had time.

With that, he fell asleep, dreaming of the moon and stars.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[jessibot]

Ship: kagami/aomine
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: drugs, possible sexual content
Other Tags: get goofy get deep get whatever u want

Prompt:
kagami in the shared tent with the new (read: beginners) bong

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[hibari1_chan]

Ship: Akashi Seijûrô/Midorima Shintarô
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Sexual content ?
Other Tags: None

Prompt:

Midorima in the empty onsen with his glasses.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, E

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Akashi/Midorima
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 430

***

http://saso-afterhours.dreamwidth.org/74079.html

PROMPT: TEAM BOKUTO KOUTAROU/AKAASHI KEIJI

[gogoshiki]

Ship: Daishou Suguru/Yamaka Mika
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: AU

Prompt:
Mika at a concert hall with the drumsticks.

PROMPT: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya

[kitaiichis]

ship: haruna/akimaru
fandom: oofuri
major tags: none
other tags: none

prompt: haruna at akimaru's door with a catcher's mitt

PROMPT: team bokuto koutarou/kuroo tetsurou

[helwolves]

Ship: Kozume Kenma /& Kuroo Tetsurou /& Bokuto Koutarou /& Akaashi Keiji
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none

Prompt:

Kenma in the safehouse with the last box of shells.

PROMPT: team akaashi keiji/bokuto koutarou

[earlgrey_milktea]

Ship: sawamura daichi/sugawara koushi
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: fantasy/kingdom au

Prompt:
suga in the throne room with the locket of destiny.

FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[dynamite]

Ship: sawamura daichi / sugawara koushi (+guests)
Fandom: haikyuu
Major tags: none
Other tags: supernatural elements
Word count: 692

suga gonna go rescue himself a prince.


***


There is a prince who sleeps at the top of an ivory tower.

But between the gate and the ivory tower there snakes a long path -- through a garden of dark green thorn that whispers in words of poison; past a monstrous shadow that paces at the tower door, ever vigilant. The prince sleeps well. The prince sleeps shielded from those who would harm him.

“Why so difficult, Daichi,” Koushi moans as he shifts the longbow slung over his shoulder. “What did I ever do to you,” Koushi continues, purposefully not thinking about all the very particular things he’s done to Daichi to make his life difficult. A fun kind of difficult, Koushi ends up thinking anyway. Everyone needs a little excitement in their life.

A long wall of bramble crosses the path and a forest spirit daintily crosses its legs where it sits perched on top -- the first guardian, then. It scrunches up its nose as it looks down at Koushi with a certain kind of amusement, and the yellow afternoon sun lights up the green leaf crown in its brown hair so prettily, that just looking at it makes Koushi feel tired.

“I see you finally made it,” the forest spirit smiles. There’s something sharp about its lovely mouth. “But what makes you think I’ll just let you through.”

“Why is everybody so difficult around here,” Koushi says instead. He can feel the pressed flowers in the locket held in his hand hum faintly in empathy; white star asters for remembrance, the blush of morning glories for promises not meant to be broken. It’s what has carried Koushi this far through the forest and he holds it out like the ticket and token it is. “Flowers from the heart of your wood.”

“Where did you even get those.” The forest spirit doesn’t look impressed even as it starts to shift the impossible wall of brambles from the path. A token was a token, and a promise was a promise.

It’s Koushi’s turn to smile now. “A little crow brought them to me, of course. Also one of yours, I believe.” His smile is just as lovely and just as sharp, and Koushi walks down the cleared path with the sound of the forest spirit muttering curses behind him, the occasional “useless” flung in the air with the same frequency as “adorable.”

Koushi can’t stop smiling.

“Well, that’s certainly suspicious,” the monstrous shadow purrs. It’s curled up at the tower gate around a little ball of gold and Koushi is so close, the door of the ivory tower is right there, he just needs to get through one last thing. “So, are you here for a good time.”

Koushi is almost certain that he can see the large shadow leering. This isn’t exactly the way he had expected this encounter to go.

“Just let him through,” the little ball of gold says, and it’s not a little ball of gold at all, but a small yellow cat with white patches. “Let him through and let me sleep, Kuro.”

“Okie dokie,” the monstrous black shadow says as he winks at Koushi. “Remember to use protection, kids.”

Koushi just shoots the guardian a withering stare as he holds up his silver shield pointedly, and passes over the threshold of the tower, passes the staircase that leads up high into the sky, and instead takes the little door right on the inside. It opens up into the little alcove that sits behind the large throne room and the front courtyard. Nobody has managed to map the magical maze of paths that lead through the castle quite yet.

“Hey,” Daichi says. He’s taking the boiling tea kettle off the wood stove. “Sorry about the long way around. Hopefully those idiots didn’t give you too much trouble.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping,” Koushi squints. There’s still a circlet of gold in Daichi’s dark hair. He hasn’t been sleeping at all.

“I didn’t want to miss you rescuing me,” Daichi replies warmly as he passes Koushi a mug of tea, and when Daichi’s fingers linger on his own, Koushi can’t help but grin bright wide.

PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

[chameleonskin]

Ship: Midousuji Akira &/ Onoda Sakamichi
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: Sexual contents?
Other Tags: Gross otaku being gross

Prompt:
Midousuji in Onoda's room with a R18 Love hime Doujinshi.

FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, M

[fickle]

Ship: Midousuji/Onoda
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 421 words

WARNINGS FOR SEXUAL CONTENT. And, uh, cross-species relationships? And possible underage, idk how old Love Hime’s main char is.

***

“Hey, Sakamichi,” Midousuji opened up his backpack and pulled out his gift for Onoda. “Look what I got you.”

When he’d seen the Love Hime doujinshi up for auction, he’d instantly clicked the ‘buy now’ option. The prize money he got from winning cycling races wasn’t much but he had been saving it steadily for the day that he could move out from his aunt’s house. Shelling out on a present for Onoda had hurt a little but Midousuji knew he wasn’t the easiest boyfriend in the world and Onoda was so undemanding, so trusting.

Once in a while, it was nice to live up to Onoda’s rose-tinted view of the world.

Onoda gasped loudly and grabbed the doujinshi with both hands, fingers grasping the plastic-wrapped cover firmly.

“No More Broken Hearts! Akira, how did you know that 9th Gauge is my favorite circle?” Onoda looked up at Midousuji with shining eyes as he carefully peeled the cover off and extracted the 45 page doujinshi. The cover showed Love Hime’s protagonist, Kotori, clutching her sheep butler to her chest and waving her staff courageously. The art style was quite different from the show, all dark shading and sharp angles; it made Kotori look more determined, less like a little girl and more like a flat-chested woman.

“You talk about it enough,” Midousuji said as Onoda opened up the book and started reading. Midousuji draped himself around Onoda comfortably, arms around Onoda’s waist and Onoda’s back against his chest, then rested his chin over Onoda’s shoulder to read along.

At first, it was just Kotori complaining about how her crush would never notice her because she was so flat-chested - and then she transformed and started rubbing herself through her panties. The artist did close-ups of the wet spot that was starting to appear and the delicacy of her fingers, then pulled back as Kotori took off her panties so she could grind against her staff. The staff soon ended up glistening while she kept complaining it just wasn’t good enough! The artist zoomed in on her tears, focusing on the facial expressions, then Mage transformed from ‘the force of her magical lust’. He became an attractive young man at which point the doujinshi turned into highly explicit hentai.

Midousuji glanced sideways at Onoda whose cheeks were pink, then down at the evident swelling in Onoda’s trousers.

Well. This wasn’t quite how he’d pictured Onoda enjoying it but since he was having a good time, Midousuji still got good boyfriend points!

PROMPT: Team DaiSuga

[pugglemuggle]

Ship: Viktor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki OR Yuri Priestley/Otabek Altin OR Milla Babacheva/Sara Crispino OR JJ Leroy/Isabella Yang
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: my obligatory hockey au prompt... tho i suppose you don't have to interpret it as a hockey au

Prompt:
[character from chosen ship] at the rink with the hockey stick.

FILL: Team Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky, T

[mousapelli]

Ship: JJ/Isabella
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: teasing, mild sports violence (checking), established relationship
Word Count: 500

I dig the Isabella is a women's hockey player headcanon so hard. Based on wherever that info came from that JJ and Isabella are waiting until marriage to sleep together but that doesn't mean Bella can't flirt like a hockey player. Also I totally do the -s nickname thing and I hope JJ does too.

***

"I know how to hold a hockey stick!" JJ protests, but he's laughing, and Isabella is having none of it, wrapped around his back and adjusting his grip, the wrap of his fingers, the spacing of his hands.

"Apparently you do not," she says, her breath warm against his ear, and JJ is ready to drop the damn stick and check her right into the boards. But Isabella isn't that kind of girl and JJ isn't supposed to be that kind of guy either.

He totally wasn't that kind of guy before Isabella, anyway.

"Off, get off," JJ says, still laughing, but he shoulders her back and means it because he isn't made of stone, damn. He looks over his shoulder and Isabella's laughing at him as she bends to scoop her own stick off the ice. She's all warm brown eyes lit up with laughter and pieces of hair slipping out of her french braid, and when she takes off across the ice, of course JJ takes off after her. Who wouldn't?

He shouldn't be doing this at all since he already had practice earlier, and it's definitely a secret from his coach, but it's good endurance practice for both him and Isabella. She's got scouts coming to practices all next week and you don't make the national women's team by going on dates to the movies or the ferris wheel. Sometimes JJ wonders exactly how much his own success and stamina is due to how much running he has to do to even try to keep up with this woman.

He's not sure how it happens but they end up switching roles, Isabella trying to catch JJ to check him into boards, laughing gleefully when she manages it, her weight with the pads on honestly not that much less than JJ's. It drives all the air out of JJ's lungs every time it happens, and every time JJ thinks about the rink mate who had muttered with distaste that checking was how hockey players flirted.

"Damn!" JJ explains when Isabella slams him hard enough to probably bruise. "You don't have to flirt so hard, Bells, we're already engaged."

"You love it," Isabella says, eyes flashing like they always do when he uses that nickname. It's Bella in sweet circumstances or in front of their families, but the sportier version slips out sometimes when they're like this, as if he's Isabella's hockey teammate. JJ's starting to wonder which she'll prefer when they're in bed, but he won't mind it at all if it's this one.

"I do," JJ answers a beat too late, but she's already skating away, and he isn't sure she heard. It doesn't matter, really, since she's already calling for him to hurry up, he's easy prey.

"You skate like a prissy figure skater!" she teases from the blue line, and JJ digs his toe pick into chase after her, thinking of nothing but the ice and catching her to make her pay for that one.

PROMPT: Team Daiya no Ace

[soup]

Ship: Mukai Taiyou/Toujou Hideaki
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None

Prompt:
Mukai at the post office with a signed copy of Momokuro's CD.

PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE

[transmiyuki]

Ship: kominato ryousuke/miyuki kazuya
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags none
Other Tags: Valerian: The City of a Thousand Planets spoilers

Prompt:
Ryousuke in Big Market with the Mül Converter

PROMPT: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya

[kitaiichis]

ship: miyuki/mei
fandom: daiya no ace
major tags: (optional) sexual content, (implied) alcohol
other tags: none

prompt: mei wakes up in someone else's bed with a phone number on a sticky note

Re: PROMPT: Team Kuramochi Youichi/Miyuki Kazuya

[fickle]

...Temmmmmmpted.

PROMPT: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara

[luckycricket33]

Ship: hojo miyoko/tadokoro megumi
Fandom: food wars shokugeki no soma
Major Tags: minor spoilers for the crossover canon
Other Tags: little witch academia au

Prompt:

Megumi at the fountain of Polaris with the Shiny Rod