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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 DAIYA NO ACE
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: fashion designer au
Prompt:
Chris in his atelier with a tape measure.
Re: PROMPT: TEAM DAIYA NO ACE
FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 420
(blaze)
***
"is that uncomfortable?"
haruichi was loaned from ryousuke eight months ago, looking to apprentice somewhere as a designer, not unlike his brother. ryousuke hadn't looked the slightest bit aggrieved about it, had merely asked to meet him before handing off his little brother and leaving. he'd said something about being good, although chris hadn't known if he'd meant to tell that to himself or to haruichi, and something else about learning who he is without the guidance of someone who's gone ahead. chris smiles at the memory; under the knifelike smile and the icy words, ryousuke had a point: chris had spent much of his professional life distancing himself from the design house his father had established.
haruichi stands facing away from chris, slight waist circled by nothing but the tape measure in chris's hands. he shifts, the tape measure cinching his shirt. chris doesn't have to see haruichi's face to know he's got that thoughtful, calculating look in his eye.
"no," haruichi says, shaking his head.
this little project is already something drastically different from what chris usually does. his father's style, leaning more towards the luxury athleisure crowd, had shaped the way chris saw the human body. this one was softer, with less edges and definition; to be precise, it was hourglass-shaped in a very old fashioned way, and it kept in its form a romantic air that chris liked very much. it had been a study that he'd done on a rare whim, one that haruichi had sketched over to outline something quite beautiful.
"how about now?"
in the workshop, haruichi is practical, and ever an efficient worker. he understands the peculiar rhythms of every sewing machine, hand-sews items with the exacting, deft fingers his brother has. haruichi's hands flutter to his hips. "yes," he finally says, voice measured and slow. he used to flush red when chris talked to him, but after the six-month mark, haruichi seems less guarded. "i think that'll do."
chris writes down the measurement, noting how haruichi's body really is small, but well-proportioned. it's the kind of shape a body could used to get looking at, and studying in detail, overlaying sketches and fabrics over him like the woven stuff of dreams.
"well," chris says, swallowing. if the project will work at all, he'll have to get some more measurements. he lets the tape measure go, haruichi turning around to smile a pleased little grin not quite his brother's, but rather his own. "please. raise your arms."
haruichi, without a word, obliges.
Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G
FILL: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA, G
Fandom: daiya no a
Major Tags: vaguely implied sexual content
Other Tags: designer + model au
Word Count: 478 words
they're so good
***
"You don't want to try the crepe?" Miyuki asks, eyebrows furrowed as he eyes Haruichi. Or, rather, the beginnings of the shirt Haruichi is wearing.
Chris shakes his head, and he goes to lift a section of the fabric. "It won't drape the way it needs to if I use it," he says.
Miyuki considers for a moment before shrugging. "Fair enough. I'll order some of both, just in case."
The corner of Chris' mouth quirks upward. "I'd expect nothing different."
Miyuki slips out without another word, leaving them alone in Chris' atelier.
Haruichi gives it a solid two minutes of watching Chris' expression shift as he works, his hands traveling over Haruichi's body as he pins things into place, before he finally breaks. "So we're just not going to talk about it?" he asks quietly.
Chris stills. A beat passes, and then he resumes his work, replying: "Well I certainly wasn't going to bring it up while Miyuki was here."
Haruichi subdues the urge to huff. "You know what I meant," he says.
Chris grunts, his mouth now full of pins. He's working at the hem of the shirt, bending down in a way that means Haruichi can't see his face or read his expression.
Haruichi continues. "I know we were both... well. I know it's—"
"Haruichi," Chris says, pins in his hand now, "it doesn't even sound like you *want* to talk about it."
"More than you do," Haruichi shoots back. "At least I know we should, or else—"
Chris stands up straight, and Haruichi stops, looking up at him and trying to pretend their large height difference doesn't exist. Chris gently sets a hand on Haruichi's hip, fingers wrapping around his waist, and suddenly he seems quite close.
"Haruichi," he says, "I have no intention of pretending the other night didn't happen."
Alongside the frustration that's been building up for days, something like relief sets in. "I just—I don't want things to change," Haruichi says, meeting Chris' eyes. "Not for the worse, I mean. Other changes are fine."
Chris squeezes, and Haruichi lets out a small sigh. "And that's why—" Chris sighs, starts again. "I don't want things to go bad, either. I'd like the opposite, actually."
"Then why not say, so," Haruichi says, "instead of avoiding me all week?"
Chris looks away, a hallmark of his being bashful, and Haruichi wishes it wasn't so endearing. "Because—well, you already know." Haruichi arches his brow, waiting. "You know I'm terrible when it comes to talking about these things."
Haruichi snorts right in Chris' face. "Well, as long as you're self aware." He lets himself lean into Chris. "I suppose I can forgive you."
"I am sorry," Chris murmurs, tipping Haruichi's chin up.
"I'm sure you can find a way to make it up to me," Haruichi says, smiling as Chris' lips press against his.