Bonus Round 6: Remixes

[referees]

The goal is in sight, participants! Let's finish strong by drawing upon the thousands of fanworks you've created this summer and putting them in new lights.

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

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible.

RULES

• Choose a fanwork created by other participants in a previous main or bonus round of SASO 2017 and create a new piece based on it. You could create a fanart of another work, an FST inspired by a piece’s style, a podfic of someone else's work, retell another person’s fanfic from another point of view, create a new fanfic inspired by a great piece of art... go wild! Sequels do count as remixes, with limits: "And then the same thing happened again" is not ok, but "And then some totally new thing happened" is fine, and please don't create only sequels.
• You cannot remix your teammates' works. You cannot remix your own works. You can remix fills that were created to your own prompts.
• You can remix a remix, but if we see any remix chains we'll be upset, so do this with moderation and restraint.
• You must have permission from the original creator. There's a blanket permissions post here (feel free to add yourself to it!), or you can leave a comment on their original post asking for permission.
• You must include the dreamwidth link to the original work in your post.
• Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment in response to this post.
• Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.

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)
• 8 tracks (fanmixes)

There is no max work cap.

Format your comment in one of the following ways:

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FILL: TEAM KURAMOCHI YOUICHI/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T

[kazuyas]

Ship: yamazaki sousuke & nanase haruka (& matsuoka rin, with side & makoto tachibana & matsuoka gou)
Fandom: free!
Major Tags: major character death
Other Tags: mention of drowning, mental health issues, bad coping mechanisms
Original Work: link by dw user horchata
Word Count: 804

fun fact i have an entire post-rin's death matsuoka curse fic plotted out somewhere and it's like two years old so shoutout to saso for giving me the excuse to try some things out lmao (also after having not written free! fic for all this time HARUKA IS SO HARD TO WRITE, JESUS)

***


years ago, it was sousuke that offered the hand haruka finally took.



he spent weeks, months, brushing everyone off. makoto and kou, of course, never gave up—not fully. kou invited haruka over to the matusoka home whenever she was home from school—which, after the accident, was often. sousuke isn't sure if that was for her sake or for her mother's.

she told sousuke, once, that once haruka left her mother would excuse herself to cry. "she hates seeing him like this, and it's like—it's like losing rin all over again, everytime she sees him. but she doesn't tell me to stop inviting him—i think she knows it's better for them both, but—"

sousuke stayed on the line as kou's voice faltered, trying to keep her breathing steady in the face of tears he knew she was fighting.

(he's glad, at least, that she never blamed herself, never entertained the idea that had she not fallen off that boat that rin might have lived.)

makoto checked up on haruka as best he could—made sure he was eating. on good days, haruka seemed a specter, as if he had slipped away with rin despite having been thousands of miles away from the storm that took him.

he and sousuke texted almost daily—they'd struck up a friendship a few years prior, having run into each other enough in tokyo to exchange numbers and see each other.

sousuke didn't like asking directly about haruka's progress—he knew it was slow, if not nonexistent. he took whatever makoto offered and left it at that, letting makoto have someone to vent to.

sometimes makoto tried to ask sousuke how he was doing; after sousuke's first three terse replies he stopped.

(in hindsight, he wonders how he never realized that it didn't make him much different from haruka. but, then, he was always blind when it came to those similarities.)

sousuke likes to pretend that he doesn't intervene in other people's business often, but, well—that would be to neglect the fact that he makes his friends' business his own.

when makoto broke down at dinner, in the middle of the ramen shop, something clicked. maybe it was because he'd just gotten off the phone with an emotional ai some hours previous, or maybe the image of his apartment—messy, belongings strewn everywhere because he couldn't be assed to do anything meaningful, let alone something as menial as clean—played in his head and he couldn't help but see haruka in that same place, and he just—

he pulled out his phone and dialed, barely thinking, something foreign driving his hands.

(he realized later that it was drive, resolve—strangers to him, after so long without them.)

he left a voicemail, and it isn't until makoto tells him later that he even knows what he says. something about being an asshole, about leaving his friends behind, about letting rin down.

sousuke joined makoto on his train to iwatobi the next week.

a week into the trip, after nearly punching haruka in his own home, after haruka tried (and failed) to eject sousuke from his room four times, haruka told him he never listened to the voicemail.

it doesn't matter, though—it's the longest sentence haruka has said to most anyone in ages.

they were at the shrine for rin. kou and his mother had it made next to his father's.

sousuke didn't immediately respond.

"he was supposed to live," haruka said. "he was supposed to live for matsuoka-san."

there was something like betrayal in his voice; later, sousuke learns that it wasn't betrayal directed at rin, but at the water.

he was supposed to live. he wondered how much haruka wasn't saying. sousuke cast his eyes to the medal that rests at the foot of the senior matsuoka's shrine. "he did."



ten years later, they stand at the same place.

by now, sousuke knows what haruka hadn't said then.

he was supposed to live so i could live with him, so you could live with him. he was supposed to live. he died so that kou could live. if i had been there maybe i could have saved him so he could live.

he was supposed to live.

sousuke sets down the stone he brought from the shoreline at avalon beach.

there are things sousuke has said to haruka since—things others have said to him, once he finally gave them the chance. there are things that people have said to him, too.

we're still here, haruka told him once. a fact and a reminder.

he holds his position, watching haruka crouch to his level, watching his fingers rub over the stone's surface.

a long moment passes before haruka pulls the medal from around his neck and sets it on top of the stone.



years ago, it was haruka that offered sousuke a hand up.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 502

***

There’s no use. A siren echoes across the air; today it’s moderately cloudy and already Tatsuya’s wi-fi signal is dialing in the weather forecast. Warm, mix of sun and clouds, some scattered showers. Normal. He doesn’t expect to somehow feel it more than he usually does across his temperature sensors, like some kind of awakening; he’s not sure he’s been programmed for that kind of anticipation. Soon he’ll be out of range of the router, but he knows the local hotspots, places Taiga’s taken him where he eats and Tatsuya almost thinks of playing pretend, his sensors analyzing the hamburgers Taiga shoves into his mouth in ways he hadn’t thought humans were capable of. But Taiga is extraordinary.

(Turn back, Tatsuya tells himself. Taiga has the capacity to care for two robots, even if one is obsolete and one is broken, but it’s Tatsuya who has the problem, Tatsuya who can’t deal with Taiga caring for another robot, because he’s had Taiga’s undivided attention before and now he’ll always be chasing it. The worst kind of unlucky, not appreciating what he’d had for what it was.)

He makes it to the park, and Taiga finds him while he’s staring at kids playing a game of pickup basketball. He thinks he should run, but he can’t get away; Taiga’s already seen him; he’s already been too much of a coward. If he could melt, if he could break right now, push this away again and let Taiga fix him, too, be consumed with him, then—they’d still have to talk after all of this is over.

(Maybe he’s going to ask Tatsuya to give, some power supply, some redundant part, something of him to complete Kuroko; maybe he just wants Tatsuya to see.)

“Tatsuya,” Taiga says, voice soft and a little bit worn down, different from the way he was with Kuroko (and Tatsuya’s never going to stop comparing the two of them in his head now).

“Taiga,” says Tatsuya.

Taiga sits down beside him, sighing, but not saying anything. He knows Tatsuya well enough to know that he’s going to need to be the one to speak first, to decide which question is the most important, or comes before everything else.

“I’m sorry,” Taiga says, which is not what Tatsuya expects at all.

“Don’t apologize for what you want,” says Tatsuya.

“That’s not—whatever you think I want, whether it has to do with him or just with me, I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like I didn’t want you. Or need you. If you need some time, that’s okay, but.”

There’s a different sensation through Tatsuya’s wires now, a distant relative of the other, hot and cold and sweet and overwhelming, in a way that makes him want to crumple his face and sob like he’s seen people on television do. He’s not capable of crying, and he doesn’t think he’d like to if he were, but as Taiga pulls him in closer he just lets himself feel.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 421

***

There are times when Tatsuya turns away, like he’s forcing himself, like he’s hiding some horribly guilty secret from Taiga that he really doesn’t want to, when he can’t meet Taiga’s gaze with his own. And then there are times he buries that secret within him again and acts like everything is normal and like Taiga hadn’t seen. It’s not easier but simpler to put it out of his mind and focus on training, on being with Tatsuya, on answering media questions, until he’s up late alone in a giant bed in a hotel room and he can’t think about that block he should have had any longer.

The thing is, he can’t even let himself think about the big stuff. The stuff that would be on that magnitude that Tatsuya’s placing it, like he’d killed someone or cheated or—God, just that thought fills his mouth with lead. Impossible, but on that magnitude? It doesn’t even have much to do with basketball, much correlation with their one-on-ones, the way Tatsuya studies him, finds the weaknesses in his game before his coaches even do, attacks them and corrects them with every bit of intensity and fervor he can manage.

He should ask, but what would Tatsuya say?

His mind is still unsettled, in the air flying over the rockies, the high altitudes of Denver and the rooms with views of oil fields in Texas, the familiar cityscape of LA in his room at his father’s house. He should ask Alex, but then again this is between the two of them, isn’t it? And just thinking about it gives him a conclusion that maybe he’d been spiralling toward the whole time. That maybe Tatsuya thinks—why would he think that? Because he’s Tatsuya, because doubt is his middle name everywhere but on his birth certificate. Because not wanting to take something for granted will turn itself inside out like it’s been tossed around in a washing machine until he’s afraid of everything disintegrating.

They’re made of better stuff than that.

Taiga’s not really sure how to go about this, how to tell him, how to talk it through, but that will come on its own and it’s definitely not something they should do right when he gets home from the road trip. So he gathers Tatsuya in his arms and kisses every inch of his face he can and murmurs as much praise and happiness as he can pack into words and hopes that it’s enough to tide them over.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 410

***

“You don’t have to tell me this is a bad idea,” Taiga says,

“I didn’t say anything,” says Kuroko, pretending to attend to his equipment, but who the fuck does he think he’s fooling?

Kuroko doesn’t approve of much, but he shouldn’t approve of this, if Taiga’s being honest with himself. He knows it’s a shitty idea; he knows what had happened the last few times he’d met Tatsuya. The familiar way he’d fought, the way he'd run for his life and the way he’d let those three guys fight for him. The way it’s about winning more than anything for him, the way he thinks there’s no way they can win together, he and Taiga. Sure they’re on opposite sides; sure Taiga’s team has a lot of old beef with him. Taiga would make them come around (and if he couldn’t, Tatsuya himself, charming and generous and wonderful) and if they still held their grudges, well. It’s not unheard of to break off and form your own team.

Getting a lofty goal like that, so far in the future from the wreckage that is all that remains of their relationship right now, though, well, that might be a problem. It’s extremely shortsighted to write it off (or just pessimistic, but that’s Tatsuya) but Taiga’s not so naive to think that it won’t take a hell of a lot of work.

He’s just got to get Tatsuya, one on one, the way Tatsuya wants. Take some time, even when they’re dodging each other’s punches, to get him to listen, to offer a hand. Not conditional on one of them winning, one of them walking away a certain way, just a plea. Something serious, something to make him understand that Taiga means it. That after everything he loves Tatsuya still, and that he wants to give them a real try. That the way he loves Tatsuya means he’s not going to give up, that he’ll let Tatsuya walk away if that’s what he really wants but he’s not just letting it happen without trying to make him stay. That he wouldn’t if he didn’t see it in Tatsuya that he wants it, too, even if he won’t let himself believe.

“Give us the signal if you need us," says Kuroko.

Taiga knows he’s not going to need to be bailed out from this one. He’s going to go all the way, wherever that leads him, wherever he and Tatsuya end up.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro, Kagami/Kuroko, Kagami & Alex
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 416

***

“Taiga,” says Alex, and he knows what’s coming next, so he cuts her off with a frown.

Her face softens, and she reaches over to smooth the hair out of his eyes and then her face shifts back so taht she’s giving him a very stern look.

“I know you’re hurting, but it’s awfully obvious your heart’s not in this.”

She doesn’t have to be more specific for Taiga to know she’s talking about his relationship with Kuroko; she didn’t even have to go this far for him to know that. It’s always on his mind, when he wakes up in bed with Kuroko next to him and the bed still feels empty and it still feels like he’s betraying Tatsuya. When his hand is in Kuroko’s hair and it feels so horribly unfair that he’s pretending, that he’s not trying hard enough to really fall in love.

“Do you think he knows?”

“Kuroko? Yeah. Almost everyone does.”

“Shit,” says Taiga. “He hasn’t called me on it—”

“It’s because he likes you,” says Alex. “He wants to believe that one day you’ll just wake up liking him back and he has to be patient, but it doesn’t do either of you any good to wait for that when it’s probably not going to happen.”

Taiga sighs; he doesn’t have to say he’s still not over Tatsuya. “Does Tatsuya know?”

“No,” says Alex. “He’s—well.”

“He's what?” says Taiga.

“He wants to believe you’re happy, so that’s what he’s going to see.”

“Funny how he didn’t believe that when we were happy,” says Taiga, casting a bitter look at his fries, as if the potatoes were still raw.

Alex hums, not in disagreement. And Taiga supposes they hadn’t been as happy as he’d thought, that that had been what he’d waited his whole life for and he’d seen what he’d wanted to see. Tatsuya had hidden his discomfort, but Taiga hadn’t looked for it. He hadn’t been proactive, even though he should have known, because he knows Tatsuya. And right now Tatsuya wants to believe he’s happy, and.

“Does that mean—does he still want—”

“Ask him,” says Alex. “You two have to figure this out for yourselves. I’m looking out for you, but I’m not going to do this for you.”

“I know,” says Taiga, chomping down on a fry perhaps more viciously than necessary.

Alex smiles at him, soft and tired but still firm. “But you need to clear things up with Kuroko, okay?”

“Okay.”

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 424

***

“Dad gave me money to fly someone out,” says Taiga. “So come.”

“Taiga,” says Tatsuya, but there’s no way he can say no, not even over the phone, not when he can hear it in Taiga’s voice how much he wants him there; he’s always had difficulty denying Taiga anything especially when he so rarely asks for it.

“Is that a yes?”

Tatsuya laughs. “Demanding, aren’t we? That’s a yes.”

“I want you here,” says Taiga, his voice crumbling like a piece of rich pound cake in Tatsuya’s hands and, oh.

“Yeah,” says Tatsuya softly. “Yeah.”

His thumb traces over the chain around his neck, where it’s been repaired, where the material doesn’t quite match, where it looks only a few shades lighter but the difference shines through, where the seams of each link are a little bit off.

*

Taiga had looked so certain when they’d said goodbye that Tatsuya would be hesitant to say he looks even more certain now, except the more he looks at Taiga the more he’d say that. Taiga’s bigger, stronger, definitely taller and broader than he is now; he holds Tatsuya in a hug that goes a little too long and his voice is firmer; he acts like he knows what he’s doing, like he knows his way around. Like maybe he’s at home in this city that’s completely alien to Tatsuya with its functional public transportation system and the different distribution of neighborhoods, except when they get into the apartment, tastefully but minimally decorated, and Taiga pulls him down onto the couch, and hugs him again, this feels different. Like a release.

"I missed you so much,” Taiga whispers into his neck. “I’m so glad you came, Tatsuya.”

Tatsuya’s heart feels like it’s overflowing, like too much something has been pumped in and he can barely breathe, and forget every resolution he’d made about controlling his feelings because they’re controlling him, making his pulse pound wildly, making him breathe in the smell of Taiga, so familiar and comforting, focus on that.

“I missed you, too, Taiga,” Tatsuya says, only it comes out less light than he’d intended, and that tone catches in Taiga’s ears.

He pulls back, looking into Tatsuya’s face, searching for something, until he seems to find it and then comes forward, leaning in slowly enough for Tatsuya to pull away if he wants to. He should want to; this is a terrible fucking idea; they haven’t even played basketball yet—he lets those thoughts immobilize him until Taiga’s mouth, soft and warm, is on his.

PROMPT: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU

[wino]

Ship: ushijima/oikawa
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Original Work: link by thehauntedboy
Word Count: 723

remix permission was given in private!

***

Ushijima is prepared. This is his duty.

He has done this countless times over, to a countless number of souls, many of which, some would argue, were too young to be taken so early. It's not fair, those people would say, but the business of death has never dealt in fairness or just desserts. A human's time comes when it comes, whether or not they're ready for it. It's not in a reaper's place to question what they have been created to do, and Ushijima is a shining example of his kind.

This, of course, means that he has no framework for the right course of action when someone sees him in the midst of a reaping, because this has never happened before.

That someone turns out to be a young man with brown eyes that give the impression of fear, confusion, but most alarmingly, accusation, the previous two emotions giving way for the last.

"What the hell are you doing?"

What Ushijima is doing, specifically, is abruptly letting go of the soul in his hands from the shock of being seen and addressed by someone who seems like an ordinary human. He can't be that ordinary, though, if he can see Ushijima at all.

The hit-and-run victim, with his soul slipping back into his body, stirs below Ushijima's crouched form. The crowd that has gathered around them makes it easy for Ushijima to take the man's wrist and pull him into a quieter corner, despite the man's protests. Ushijima wastes no time with preambles, cutting right to the heart of the matter.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The man laughs, in a manner that implies he finds no humor in the situation at all. "I should be asking you that. What the hell were you doing to that guy?"

"It is my duty," says Ushijima simply. He doesn't know how else to explain it, or how much else he can divulge. He opts for a different route. "How can you see me?"

The man narrows his eyes. "Is this a joke? Are you trying to make me look crazy?"

"No," says Ushijima, for lack of anything else. "It is not a joke. You interrupted me, and you should not have. Neither should you have seen."

A pause takes place between them; an ambulance siren can be heard from a distance. The man's eyes widen.

"Oh my God. You're serious. You're some kind of—"

"I'm a reaper." Ushijima might as well say it, if the man has already arrived to a nearby conclusion. He repeats, "who are you?"

"I'm—well, certainly not anything that." The man is taking this very well, all things considered. "I'm just a guy. Oikawa Tooru, if you really had to know."

Ushijima nods, filing it away for later. He's certain he doesn't need to say what he says next, but just to have the bases covered, "you will speak of this to no one."

"Or what? You'll have to kill me?" When Ushijima only frowns in response, Oikawa laughs. "Oh, lighten up, reaper-chan. Your secret's safe with me. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave."

He seems composed as he pulls away from Ushijima and out of the dark alley they were in, but Ushijima can see the shiver he represses, restrained, but betrayed by the curve of his shoulders.

Ushijima ought to leave it alone—to bring attention to it would only put Oikawa under scrutiny from higher powers, and to pry would only put his own detachment at stake. But against his better judgement, he remembers the name, and takes care to see what his file says. He regrets this decision immediately.

Oikawa Tooru, it appears, has only six months to live. A mere blink in the existence of a reaper, which is which Ushijima decides that maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't hurt to watch him until then.

-

Six months come and go, and Ushijima is prepared. This is his duty.

Nothing has changed since their first encounter—not Ushijima's purpose, not Oikawa's expiration date, not the fact that their continued interactions is something that never should have happened in the first place, had Oikawa been more ordinary, or Ushijima more dutiful.

Nothing has changed, except for one thing: Ushijima no longer thinks it won't hurt to watch the light leave Oikawa's brown eyes.

FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: kuramochi/miyuki
Fandom: daiya
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: FST fill
Original Work: oh let's look at our denial (let's not on second thought) by tripsh
Word Count: None

I read the first line of your poem all the way back in BR2 and have thought about “Speed of Sound” and a mix for it ever since then.


***



“Speed of Sound” by Coldplay
how long before I get in?
before it starts, before I begin?
how long before you decide?
before I know what it feels like?


“We Got It Wrong” by St. Lucia
we shaped an illusion of trust
we got it wrong


“The Great Pretender” by Queen
oh yes I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh)
pretending I'm doing well (ooh ooh)
my need is such I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no one can tell


“Complicated” by Avril Lavinge, covered by Kasum ft. Megan Hamilton
you know you aren’t fooling anyone
when you’ve become somebody else ‘round everyone else


“Losing You” by Solange
I know you're waiting for the rest that you can't get from me
just treat me good and baby I'll give you the rest of me


“It Takes a Muscle” by M.I.A.
now the fear got in me
it's got in me deep
it's where it's gonna stay and never leave
it takes a muscle to fall in love
we gotta love one another
that's what the good man says
but I got too much trouble going on in my head


“Back to Beginning” by Damien Rice
grow up child,
come and face me!
we've held on like orphans to a faded dream.
we're not what we were, we won't fit in.
we don’t have to fight what is not what it seems
so don't think I’m going back to beginning

what is entwined (you're not listening)
lure us to heal,
turn off your mind
remember to feel


“The Wedding Band - I Take Your Hand” by Mumford and Songs
well I take your hand inside my hand
and hold it tight tonight
we made mistakes and we've known troubles
but we’ll leave them all behind

FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: kuramochi/miyuki
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: singing!! I sang this one
Original Work: silhouettes/shapes by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

I couldn't help but put this little one to music. It sang to me, so I'm singing it back.



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Fill: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: kuramochi/miyuki
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: your bones by sotongsotong
Word Count: None




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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: miyuki/takigawa
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: pining, drifting apart by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

I felt the wood in this one.


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FILL: TEAM Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: oikawa/iwaizumi
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: of the charades by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

Who's the real puppet, here?

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: aokise
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: the seventh day comes by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

I DON’T EVEN GO HERE, but I liked it a lot!!

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: kise/kuroko
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word, light angst
Original Work: can I be your hurricane? by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

I almost made this an FST with the first song being “Hero” but. I couldn’t do that to you.

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: chihaya/shinobu
Fandom: chihayafuru
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: either both of us or neither by sotongsotong
Word Count: None

Can you just SEE the girls grinning viciously at each other, because I can.

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FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

[luckycricket33]

Ship: hiyama chinatsu/akagi mako
Fandom: ballroom e youkoso
Major Tags: implied/referenced body horror (plant), implied/referenced amputation...?
Other Tags: None
Original Work: link by babster
Word Count: none

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Re: FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

[babster]

!!! thank you so much! this is so beautiful- that shade of red, the silhouette and thorns and roses along the edges. and the hem of a dress, too? the scissors are such a great touch, and this looks like the cover for a book- if it was a book cover, i'd immediately pick it up. thank you! i love it!

FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, T

[horchata]

Ship: yuma/sonora
Fandom: Stella C3
Major Tags: “tags omitted” on original
Other Tags: spoken word, original “tags omitted”
Original Work: between us we have a lucky number by multilinear
Word Count: None


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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, T

[horchata]

Ship: yuma/sonora
Fandom: Stella C3
Major Tags: brief description of violence, blood, guns, implied gun-related death, corpses
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: take care of yourself by multilinear
Word Count: None

I did a lot of whispering, here.

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: sanada/tezuka
Fandom: prince of tennis
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word and radio
Original Work: the radio plays by multilinear
Word Count: None

I turned on my radio and it was playing jazz, and I knew it was fate. It was time to remix this fill of yours. It felt like the universe was saying, “Just this once, skip the romance; don’t fucking kazoo this.”

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FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

[luckycricket33]

Ship: ushijima/oikawa
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: angst?
Original Work: link by wino
Word Count: none

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Re: FILL: Team Kanzaki Miki/Miyahara, G

[wino]

AAAAAAAAAAH I SAW THIS ON TWITTER AND IMMEDIATELY HAD TO RUN HERE

I'M LOVING ALL YOUR FILLS and i was just so?? delighted to see this, i love the use of negative space + the highlighting of the tears, the brushstrokes in their hair, the typography of your handwriting aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHH IM JUST SO IN LOVE THANK YOU

FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, T

[horchata]

Ship: miki/aya
Fandom: yowapedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word and a really gay narrator (me)
Original Work: her lips by garciraki
Word Count: None

I loved this so much, and reading it made me feel really soft and warm and gay.

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: honoka/eli
Fandom: love live
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word, "personacest" from original
Original Work: I am thou by garciraki
Word Count: None

thank GOODNESS there is love live content to remix not associated with a meme, thank you, dw user garciraki (no thanks to dw user horchata)

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: iwaizumi/oikawa
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: I may not give you by tripsh
Word Count: None


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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, T

[horchata]

Ship: kuramochi/miyuki
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: you don’t realize how important you are by tripsh
Word Count: None

This one was so touching.

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FILL: Team Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, G

[horchata]

Ship: kuramochi/miyuki
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spoken word
Original Work: you’re the most important, vital by tripsh
Word Count: None

And I thought this one was a nice pair to the one previous.

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