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Bonus Round 5: Clue
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)!
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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
SCORING
These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point each
All scored content must be created new for this round.
Etc.
If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Prompt:
Himuro in the side street with the motorcycle helmet.
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 415
***
Tatsuya turns the engine off; the familiar buzzing whirr like a vibrating cell phone turned to supersize dies away. Shuu won’t be long, but it’s no good to leave it running uselessly while he waits. He hefts Shuu’s helmet in his hand, the small chip in the visor that still needs to be replaced, the familiar weight. Shuu’s bike is back in the shop this week (the engine trouble’s finally bad enough that he’s getting it replaced), but Tatsuya doesn’t mind ferrying him around for a couple of weeks, taking him to work or on errands (checks to deposit, library books to return, groceries to buy). It’s nice to ride on his own, or to ride solo on his bike with Shuu at his side, but sometimes it’s nicer to have Shuu right behind him, arms around his waist, helmet against his shoulder.
Tatsuya pulls out his phone to check the weather; it’s not supposed to rain until late tonight, when they should be home (though he never likes to rule out a late-night excursion), but the sky’s been getting cloudier and cloudier. It’s not quite overcast now, brightly backlit by the sun, shining through the trees. He can see Shuu through the window of the ATM place, swearing at the machine because it won’t accept his checks. Tatsuya leans on the handlebars; it’s cute. Finally the machine seems to cooperate, and Shuu finishes his transactions; Tatsuya’s still leaning on the handlebars when he comes out, replacing his wallet in his jacket pocket.
“Sorry it took so long,” says Shuu; he kisses Tatsuya from the curb, where he has to lean down an awfully long way (but Tatsuya doesn’t mind looking up at him from here).
“That’s okay,” says Tatsuya. “I got to watch you.”
“Yeah, my ineptitude at depositing a fucking check,” says Shuu, but he kisses Tatsuya on the nose before taking back his helmet and sliding it over his head.
Tatsuya puts on his own and revs up the engine, waiting for Shuu to get on all the way, arms tight around his waist before he turns it toward the street. He doesn’t need to tell Shuu to hold on before they’re off, weaving through traffic on the busier main roads, and maybe sharing a lane with a car is illegal and dangerous, but it’s the faster way to the scenic route, and if it makes Shuu hold on just a little bit tighter as they head forward into the wind.
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: implied sexual content
Other Tags: supernatural elements, incubus!himuro, demonfucker au
Word Count: 752
***
He's all but given up on the idea of being like the rest of his bloodline; it's rare, but not unheard of, for children to not inherit any of their parents' abilities. It wouldn't be the first time life hasn't been fair to him, and he's certain it won't be the last.
Of course, it's when he starts to think of himself as a hopeless cause that fate, or destiny, or luck, or whatever god it is that gets its kicks from laughing at him intervenes, years upon years worth' of power rushing through his veins so fervently it's almost unbearable.
The first time it manifests is on his first kiss, though he doesn't recognize it for what it is yet. When they break apart for air, the girl yawns and blinks at him sleepily, pressing her mouth to his cheek in apology.
"Looks like I'm more tired than I thought. I should head home," she says, and he nods, thinking nothing of it even if he feels more awake than he had all night.
And there are other times, other boys and girls, all of whom seem to lose their energy after kissing him. He's a smart kid, catches on quick; it doesn't take long to realize that what he'd been waiting for all this time has finally arrived.
Not that he tells anyone just yet. Apart from his personal pride, convinced that he can figure this out on his own, it's just too damn embarrassing a prospect to consider. His parents don't need updates on his love life, and it's a conversation that must be bad enough for normal kids, never mind for demonkind.
There's nothing to it, he reasons. He can deal with it alone. How bad can it be, when all he's done so far is make people a little drowsy?
There's nothing to it, until he meets Shuuzou, who has barely a lick of English on his tongue and far too much inclination towards trouble. Shuuzou's got a knack for hotwiring motorcycles, and Tatsuya's got a knack for finding ones that won't be missed for the duration of a joyride. They spend hours in the early morning like that, on some stolen bike with Tatsuya's arms around Shuuzou's waist, the warmth of Shuuzou's back pressed to his chest, the thrum of the engine drowning out his pounding heart as they wind down and up darkened streets.
It's rare, but not unheard of, for them to park at some shadowy alley, laughing at each other's helmet hair, then kissing each other swollen against the wall. Tatsuya doesn't let it get past that—they still have to drive back, after all.
But tonight is different. Tonight, when they take off their helmets, there's no smile on Shuuzou's lips or his eyes. He grabs Tatsuya's face with his hands and crashes their mouths together, and when Tatsuya hesitates, says, "Shuu," like he means to ask why, Shuuzou replies, "don't wanna talk about it," and kisses him again.
Those five words are enough for Tatsuya to understand. Something about the hospital, something about his dad. A complication, maybe. A scare. Either way, he's glad to be Shuuzou's escape, all too willing to be the distraction. Better be a damn good one. Better make it a damn good kiss.
He's the one pushing Shuuzou against the wall, this time, licking Shuuzou's mouth open as Shuuzou groans and pulls him closer. His eyes are shut, his lips busy, his hands caught up in exploration; he loses track of the minutes that tick by as he siphons energy out of Shuuzou without realizing just how much he's taken. Not until Shuuzou goes slack in his arms, the two of them staggering to the ground as he's dragged down by Shuuzou's weight.
"Shuu?" he asks, and Shuuzou doesn't respond. "Shuu?" he tries again, shaking Shuuzou by the shoulder to no avail. A quick check of his pulse confirms, at least, that Shuuzou's still alive, but it's weak, fluttering against Tatsuya's fingertips as his own heart pounds for a different reason altogether.
"I'm sorry," he says, bowing his head to Shuuzou's unconscious form, whispering to unhearing ears. "I'm so sorry."
He rests Shuuzou carefully against the wall and sits beside him, biting his lip against the burn in his eyes. He managed to stop, today, but next time he might not be so lucky. He makes up his mind as he waits for Shuuzou to wake up. This can't happen again.
He won't let it happen again.