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:

If FILLING:

If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:

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. (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>Original Work:</strong> <a href="url">link</a> (place the DW link 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. (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>Original Work:</strong> <a href="url">link</a>(place the DW link here) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.

Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.

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!

Comments

Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, G

[dynamite]

this is truly the greatest achievement of the lilin culture

FILL: Team Daiya no Ace, G

[hailing]

Ship: Kominato Haruichi & Kominato Ryousuke
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Original Work: link by hyalinee
Word Count: 10

hey thanks for the kominato pain, ewa

***

FILL: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, T

[hyalinee]

Ship: Akashi Seijuurou/Midorima Shintarou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Original Work: link by wino
Word Count: 403

i dont think any major tags rly apply buut to be safe /shrugs
anyways hi bent

***

He remembers a beach house. Two glasses, a bottle of wine, or perhaps it was whiskey or brandy, flash of red hair around the corner, an open door. They have been here before, he thinks.

This is the thing about memory. It is familiar, they have played this game before, gone through these motions. It is familiar as it is inevitable, as it is new and something that lingers even after they both try to wipe each other away again. There is a type of memory that cannot be erased, that lingers when his hands reach for Akashi, the brief spark of recognition. Perhaps one might call it muscle memory, but Midorima knows it is only the repetitive familiarity of an action. He is a doctor, after all.

Perhaps also, Akashi is something that has sunk into his bones, his blood, and Midorima cannot erase him however hard he might try.

He remembers the two of them heading down to the beach, shoes abandoned midway in favour of being barefoot, sand between his toes. There, the light house up on the cliff, the lights from the festival. He remembers fireworks and Akashi next to him, staring at the sky while Midorima watched him, the curve of a smile that was sad and understanding. He can only see Akashi’s face in flashes, when the fireworks bloom across the sky. It is instinctive to reach for him, easy from doing it so often, the way they fit together.

He can’t remember if Akashi leans over to kiss him, but he remembers the curl of Akashi’s hand in his, fingers laced loosely together, water around their ankles.

Forgetting does not mean it does not hurt, only that it hurts for a different reason. Absence too, is an ache, and you can mourn things you’ve never had.

Something unravels, stretching thin between them. He thinks he doesn’t want to forget, painful as it has been, as it can be, as it already is. So when Akashi tells him remember me, he tries, holding onto whatever he can.

Stay with me a little longer, he tells Akashi, like it means something, like it will change what is happening. But the tide is rushing in and Akashi’s smile is a little sad, a little wistful. Already it is up to their calves, and Akashi’s looking at him like he understands the need to forget, and the desperation to remember.

By the time the tide washes over him, Akashi is no longer there, and Midorima wonders if this time, he’ll remember.

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G

[hyalinee]

LING I ALREADY YELLED AT YOU BUT LEMME YELL AT YOU AGAIN I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THIS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S REVERSIBLE I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW EXTRA THIS IS BUT IT'S SO TERRIFICALLY MEI IM DYIN

just i love this i still cant believe you're actually doing this jgfjksgdkgfslak

Re: FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T

[hyalinee]

DAMIEN DID I TELL YOU YET THIS IS AMAZING bc i need to also thank you for doing this its so lovely and aesthetic but it still catches the eye im just muffled yelling thank you <33

Re: FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hyalinee]

B E N T HOW DARE YOU of all the fills you went to remix of course it'd be this one IM D Y I N G /dying whale noises

also this line //But knowing it would happen is different from preventing it. Seeing it all fall apart does not mean he knows how to put them back together.// IM DYING H O W D A RE actually that entire section thansk for bringing back ALL MY TEIKOU FEELINGS I DIDNT NEED THEM TODAY LIKE, THANKS BYE LIKE GOODBYE SO LONG FAREWELL BY E

also this one //"I didn't know what to do." He can't look at Kuroko, who, by all intents and purposes, is just another friend he has failed. "I still don't."

He'd been too young, back then, to regret what he had and hadn't done. He does not have the excuse now.// HELLO POLICE I'VE BEEN STRAIGHT UP MURDERED

thank u for remixing this and wrecking me emotionally im so ruined now

Re: FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T

[hyalinee]

i know i yelled at you already but

THIS!! IS!! SO!!!!! EXTRA!!!!!!! WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS I START CRYING WHEN I EVEN THINK ABOUT THIS JFGDSFGJLSK IM MUFFLED SHRIEKING jdsafl i cant believe that 1. you went and wrote lyrics for this then 2. sang it then 3. TRANSLATED IT ALSO im so jdsgfsh YELLS A LOT i cannot believe you im so kjdsgfjkdsgfl weeps a lot

thank you for this it's so lovely IT'S SO EXTRA I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU DID THIS HONESTLY IM SDFJGSDKJGFK <33333333333333

FILL: Team Daiya no Ace, G

[hailing]

Ship: Kuramochi Youichi/Kominato Ryousuke
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: Kimi no na wa spoilers
Other Tags: None
Original Work: link by kitaiichis
Word Count: 3

kimi no na wa crossover

***

Re: FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, G

[hyalinee]

b e n t why do you do this to me

more dead akashis / o / im just HOW DID YOU TWIST THIS into almost a mirror of what i did except midorima not akashi and im gonna s c r e a m

I'M JUST DYING ON MIDORIMA FEELINGS TODAY THANKS BENT //Always preferred to suffer in private, to shoot hoop after consecutive hoop all alone in an empty gymnasium, acting as if landing the next basket was all that mattered even when his world was caving in.// G O O D B Y E

and hen this //Ignoring the pain does not mean the injury no longer exists; walking around with an open wound means he'll bleed out sooner rather than later, leaving behind a trail of red on the street.// thanks for murdering me twice in a day

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G

[gionkenji]

YOU'RE WELCOME!!!! glad i delivered :')

Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, G

[hatchbacks]

whoa this was so emotional! thank you so much for remixing my fill (sorry for the late reply)...i love the way you captured midorima's devotion through akashi's eyes

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Alex/Masako
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 547

the prequel (assuming they met & got together on basketball twitter)

***

Alex opens up her messages, and then closes the box. She clicks to refresh her feed. This is simple; it’s not a weird question; it’s not even that it’s too personal (and what’s too personal when it’s your girlfriend). But it’s still talking about things she’s only vaguely brought up to Masako before (true, that vagueness was while they were more acquaintances or friends), the admission that yeah if she seems distressed it's because her kids (not her kids like that, she’d preemptively explained, even though Masako had known what she’d meant and is now poking fun at her for it) had a bad fight and Tatsuya’s making himself even more scarce, fighting more; Taiga feels even more isolated and now, well.

She'd said she’d keep Masako in the loop, and Masako’s probably asleep right now (no new tweets, now likes of Alex’s retweets and snarky commentary about the international basketball circuit, what a clusterfuck FIBA’s becoming, not that it had been much better when they’d been playing). News about Japanese players in France and China all the way down, then a few more about the Japanese leagues, a few tweets from the rest of their internet circle, kids up late pretending to study for the most part. Alex opens her messages again.

Hey, what do you know about Tokyo?

She hits enter before she can second guess herself again, runs her hand through her hair, leans back against the pillows. And then Masako’s icon pops up at the bottom of the box; she’s typing a response.

In what context? I lived there while I was training with the national team, but it’s been a while since I’ve spent extensive time there.

Taiga’s moving there.

Your Taiga? That’s sudden.

Yeah, apparently his dad dropped it on him out of nowhere and he’s not looking forward to it. I’ve heard there’s good shopping there, but that’s not enough to cheer him up right now…trying to get him to look at it as an opportunity.

Sue his dad for custody :)
But in all seriousness, there’s no better place in Japan for streetball. Probably not what he’s used to, though, and I’m sure he’d rather stay on your side of the ocean.

I doubt he’d be excited about a move across the country, either, but yeah. Thanks. I can try it from that angle.

What about him and Tatsuya?

Trying to get them to make up is….difficult. They’re both so stubborn, and it has to come from Tatsuya…feel like I’m trying to move a fucking mountain. But it’s their fight, and there’s a certain point where it’s all up to them.

…you could come in Taiga’s place. Tokyo’s a hell of a lot closer than LA.

Alex closes her eyes, thinking about what it would be like to see Masako in real life, the stuff she doesn’t let herself pine for too much, because they don’t have it and what they do have, opposite ends of a computer screen, is better than she ever could have hoped for. But it would still be nice to hold Masako, to see her as she moves, to call each other from the same time zone.

I’m sorry, that was kinda low.

I do want to come, you know.

I know.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Kise
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by earlgrey_milktea
Word Count: 404

***

He deserves it all, all the hurt, for taking so goddamn long to go through with this and for dragging out this relationship so long, for digging his feet in against the riptide, against the ocean trenches cracking the plates of the earth apart and widening the distance between himself and Ryouta. A gulf, longer than the horizon, one that will be there physically soon but one that’s already been there.

He deserves having to watch Ryouta's tears, even if Ryouta shouldn’t have to shed them; he deserves every side effect because he’s hurt Ryouta. Stabbed him with a broken bottle, taking the easy way out until he couldn’t anymore, getting in too deep, irresponsibly so. There were a million other things he could have done, not get involved in the first place, get out while things were still casual (okay, that’s unrealistic; things have never been able to stay casual between them in any sense) or at least get out when the water was at their ankles instead of when they were drowning, at the bottom of a torpedoed ship, flooding with water until it sinks.

It’s like the ocean is full of Ryouta’s tears, like some kind of Alice in Wonderland shit, only Daiki’s the evil queen, cutting everything open, screwing up his own Wonderland, all that is bright and beautiful and Ryouta. Maybe that’s a little bit overdramatic (God knows Daiki’s been known to be like that), but this isn’t just a breakup. This is years erased in the sand, eroded away after having been built up so carefully, his entire world crumbling around him because it had been built on a faulty foundation.

Not the way they’d loved each other; that had never been faulty or unsure; that had been everything. But it wasn’t enough; it’s easy to say that’s enough to go on when you’re both stuck in the same place and you’re two parts of the same world but he and Ryouta were never that, were never meant to be that. This wasn’t a relationship of convenience, but it wasn’t something that could survive the splits and rifts and fuse back together like some kind of magic material. It’s more like the kind of animal who can be cut down the middle and become two, separate, missing parts and hurting, but continuing along different paths.

(Ryouta had been the better half, but they’d both known that all along.)

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, M

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Aomine/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 414

***

http://saso-afterhours.dreamwidth.org/90252.html

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 moetushie
Word Count: 451

***

“So,” says Taiga, sitting down across from Tatsuya.

It’s lunch; it’s still Sunday and they’d played basketball all morning (Taiga had kicked Tatsuya’s ass, and Tatsuya had managed not to throw Taiga’s words about not not being good at basketball back into his face and spent extra time attempting moves he used to be able to do in his sleep). Tatsuya’s been thinking about that all morning, even without mentioning it, and for once he’s not going to be a dick and make Taiga spell it out for him.

“I’m sober. Hangover’s gone, I’m still sad; what I said still stands. In vino veritas.”

“Apparently cheap vodka and molly, too,” Taiga mutters, before wincing. “Sorry.”

Tatsuya shrugs; it’s not unfair or untrue. “It’s not like I think sex is going to solve all my problems and suddenly make me competent and confident and happy. But I’d been thinking about it more than in passing since before you asked, and. I don’t want to take advantage; I don’t want you to do this out of obligation.”

“I wouldn’t have sex with you out of obligation,” says Taiga. “Gimme a little credit, okay? I love you and I hate seeing you like this and even when you’re fucking miserable and wallowing it, I’m still attracted to you. I don’t want to take advantage, either, though.”

“You wouldn’t be,” Tatsuya says. “Believe me.”

His voice is softer than he’d intended, but it’s soft enough to catch on Taiga in some way; he reaches over and squeezes Tatsuya’s hand.

“I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy.”

(And there’s the implication, again not unfair,t hat all his misery’s been dragging Taiga, down, and that’s the absolute opposite of what he wants, the double-edged sword of trusting Taiga in spite of himself, with the most of him, of leaning on him a little bit too much. Maybe this is a bad idea, no matter how much he wants it, or how much Taiga does—or thinks he does.)

Taiga’s still holding his hands, looking into his eye. At this angle, they’re both big enough to lean across the table until their lips touch. Tatsuya wants it; he’s still not sure if he should take it. If he’s allowed, and even if he is if it’s the right thing to do.

“Stop overthinking it,” Taiga says, leaning forward. “What do you want, Tatsuya?”

And maybe he’s about to regret it all, but fuck it, this is the first time he’s actually done something since deciding he would, so he leans over across the table and kisses Taiga’s mouth, and it feels every bit as good as he’d imagined and then some.

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: 406

***

It’s impossible, frustrating, vexing—how fucking wonderful and extraordinary Tatsuya is, that he just can’t see it. He shoots nine of ten from the free throw line and he’s out there the next day shooting frees until his arms are screaming, going through the motions and then adding in the ball, hefting its weight and making himself do more, more, with every hit and every miss. As if it’s not worth doing if he can’t be perfect, that if he’s not perfect he’s slipping and if he is he’d better watch his back and not get complacent. Like he’s already beyond his limits when he’s limitless.

In different directions than Taiga, sure, but if they were just the same it would be boring. It’s like they’re fireworks of different colors, explosions of different sort, like one of them’s the thunder and one’s the lightning. Explaining that to Tatsuya is hard to put into words, even the words of the concepts that had been stuck in his head. And really, he hasn’t gotten to the baseline yet. Tatsuya’s wonderful; Tatsuya’s brilliant, shining like the moon, brighter than the stars and planets in the sky, and getting him to believe that much, even when he acts like he almost wants to, is impossible.

But Taiga’s pretty stubborn; maybe Tatsuya is, too, but that doesn’t mean Taiga’s not going to keep trying.

“You’re wonderful,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to Tatsuya’s forehead.

Tatsuya’s lip quivers for just a moment until he bites it back, squeezes shut his eye, like he’s going to cry if Taiga says it more. Like it hurts him to hear, and Taiga pulls him closer, rubbing his back. That someone as strong as Tatsuya can crumble so easily to words of praise, true and so obvious to Taiga, it’s strange but not unnerving. Taiga whispers the words a little softer, so Tatsuya can still hear them, his mouth right next to Tatsuya’s ear, Tatsuya’s fingers twitching against his chest, closing around the fabric of his shirt. His lips part to kiss Taiga’s neck, an acknowledgement if not an acceptance, fingers twisting further.

“Hey, hey,” Taiga whispers.

Tatsuya won’t lift his head, won’t let Taiga see him cry for now, but that’s fine. They’ll get somewhere sometime, and Taiga’s not the most patient but he will be for Tatsuya. Anything for Tatsuya, until after he feels like he deserves it, and he feels like it’s 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: 482

***

“Actually,” Taiga says, before he can stop himself, just as Tatsuya’s closing the door. “Maybe I do want another one.”

(It’s incredibly selfish to ask this, just before he’s about to leave, indulge all of this just before he goes home and leaves Tatsuya on another fucking continent, but it’s going to be months before they see each other again, months and Tatsuya might not want, might not be so willing to indulge him.)

“Maybe?" says Tatsuya.

“Definitely,” says Taiga, and he can feel the heat rising to his face, blooming like an oil spill over water, but this is his chance and he’s going to take it; he’s tired of missing everything with Tatsuya, time and chances to set things right or stop them from going wrong.

“Do you?” says Taiga.

“Oh, Taiga,” says Tatsuya, the mask slipping from his face enough that he doesn’t need to say anymore and God, Taiga’s so fucking greedy, but he’s already leaning in, his hand on the side of Tatsuya’s face.

Their lips brush, soft across each other, and then meet again (Taiga’s not sure if this is two separate kisses or a kiss and a half, or two parts of the same, but if he spends too much time thinking about that he’s going to miss the moment). Instead of trying to commit the feeling to memory, he’s just enjoying it this time, the softness of Himuro’s lips, the taste of slight spice, mint and ginger, Taiga thinks. He wants to taste it forever, wants to keep doing this forever. He wants to take Tatsuya with him, stow him away on the plane; he wants to go back with Tatsuya to Akita and barge in on his life; he wants. He wants Tatsuya.

Again, Tatsuya lets their lips linger, and he doesn’t pull back as far this time; he’s slightly leaning into Taiga’s touch. This is the worst fucking timing ever, Taiga thinks; maybe Tatsuya’s going to pull away and say they shouldn’t do this now, that they’ve already done too much. Except he doesn’t.

He doesn’t ask before he takes a kiss of his own, warm and sweet and short, punctuated, his tongue so quick and brief over Taiga’s bottom lip before he breaks away. His cheeks are tinted slightly red now, and he lets Taiga go in for a hug before he turns again.

“Keep in touch, okay?”

*

(They don’t talk about it the next time they see each other; Tatsuya’s home for good, and months after talking around the subject and saying in so many words that they miss each other, they don’t need to say any more. They’re barely in Taiga’s car in the airport parking lot before Taiga kisses Tatsuya, this time with more confidence, with assurance that this is what they need to be doing, this is part of what they’ve been missing and wanting all this time.)

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: 415

***

You only get one first, and the first is the one that leaves the first impression, cut deep and it takes a hell of a lot to change it. Like the first moment Taiga had realized the way he was starting to feel about Tatsuya, the way it had plunged deep into his guts, made him feel squirming and uncomfortable but at the same time like he was about to fly, because Tatsuya had just smiled at him and it had turned his face into mush. And everything else after that, even when he’d started to realize how Tatsuya had felt, when Tatsuya had told hi, well. It’s not quite like that.

It’s like their first kiss, when Tatsuya’s mouth fits against his so perfectly and Taiga doesn’t want it to ever end, when they slowly pull apart and Taiga’s breath all comes out at once, when he looks at Tatsuya to see if it had been just as good for him, if he’d done okay. He thinks about Tatsuya’s lips, so soft on his; he thinks about watching Tatsuya’s eye close and the way his lashes meet, Tatsuya’s body mirroring his own, Tatsuya’s head tilted the opposite way. How they’re smiling in the aftermath, foreheads still close enough to touch. Taiga laughs, quiet, into Tatsuya’s shoulder.

“What?” Tatsuya says, light, quiet so that if there were anyone else in the room (maybe there is; someone could break and enter and Taiga probably wouldn’t notice right now) they wouldn’t be able to hear it.

"I just," Taiga starts, feeling his face heat up and scooting closer to Tatsuya on the couch, pressing his mouth closer to Tatsuya’s neck. "I never thought kissing someone for the first time would feel like that. I kind of want to feel it again.”

Tatsuya laughs, in a way that’s not mocking, more of his way of agreeing, matching Taiga’s own laugh, bright and pleased and fuck, Tatsuya being this freely happy does a hell of a lot to Taiga. As much as the first time, or maybe this is the first time he’s heard Tatsuya like this.

Tatsuya’s still grinning. "Well, you know what? We haven't found out what our second kiss feels like, just yet.”

“Yeah,” says Taiga. “You’re right.”

He leans in and their mouths meet again, warm and just as perfect of a fit, nothing lost and everything gained, the taste already familiar and the movements of their lips against each other matching in a rhythm.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, M

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Ship: Alex/Masako
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 468

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THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

OMG KEROSUKE POV i never expected a toy frog could be so cheeky hahahaha~ kerosuke >>>> tissue all day every day (also that jab at midorima's piano playing lmaoooo)

COME HITHER LOOK I'M DYINGGGGGGGGG

this ship is so crack and it's great~~~~~ FORBIDDEN LOVE OTP

i loved this and smiled from beginning to end, thank you so much i never expected a doodle would lead to me reading such an amazing fic <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

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Ship: Aomine/Kuroko
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 409

obligatory glass eating fill for this round

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It’s the smallest ones that Daiki had fed him first, when they’d accidentally found out about his power, when Daiki had been trying to keep too many alight and one had hit Tetsuya in the mouth and melted under his tongue. Tetsuya’s so used to thinking he’s got no powers that he thinks the novelty might last forever. It doesn’t, but the feeling does, the awe that this is his power, that it goes so well with Daiki’s, like they’re supposed to be a match. He won’t say out loud that it’s fate, but it feels like it.

(Maybe, he thinks sometimes, it’s Daiki who had awakened or transferred this power inside of him, that if they’re ever separated for too long he’ll lose it; it’s why he gnaws on the half-burned bulbs from their wall sconces when Daiki’s away, swallows the LEDs in the spare cabinet, focuses on the feeling of the bulb sliding down his throat, the same as it ever is—except it’s different when Daiki does it, and maybe it’s got nothing to do with powers at all, just the way Daiki’s fingers feel warm and sparking against his lips, the way Daiki’s eyes watch him as if enraptured by Tetsuya, almost paradoxical when it’s Tetsuya who’s taking away the light, making him work to see it.)

Even when Daiki’s away, Tetsu never touches the box by the bed. That’s for the two of them; those are the ones for Daiki to feed him. Halogens, LEDs, compact fluorescents. A few old incandescent bulbs, burned out and phased out, but Daiki can still give them light, make their filaments heat up brightly under the glass.

Tetsuya grabs Daiki’s wrist when it’s close enough, even though his fingers can’t wrap the whole way around. He opens his mouth wider, as wide as he can, to let the bulb slip through the opening. It’s rare for his mouth to feel so full; he licks the top of the bulb, feels the heat of the light and the raised bumps of the manufacturer’s insignia, the wattage detail, as it melts down under his saliva.

“Not fair, Tetsu,” Daiki says, like he’s out of breath, like the way Tetsuya’s looking at him is the same way he looks at Tetsuya, with wonder and adoration and happiness, purer than the greatest distillation of the light that comes from his fingertips, that fills Tetsuya’s mouth and his entire body with warmth.

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Ship: Himuro/Murasakibara/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 407

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Tatsuya doesn’t cross universes all that often, and when he does it’s always an accident. Some people can control that shit; he was born with just enough power to be able to do it but not enough impulse control to stop his body when it wants to and not enough power to channel it when his body doesn’t want to go. He can feel it coming when it’s about to happen, though, get himself somewhere quiet and dark where he won’t be seen disappearing, fading from one dimension to the next.

He is younger in this world, or maybe his body had fudged the time; either way his other self is still lit from within by the kind of fury that makes him clock Tatsuya in the jaw. The kind that packs hurt and anger and fear into the punch (Christ, that’s going to bruise and how’s Tatsuya going to explain it, that he’d been punched out of nowhere by his younger self).

Then his younger self kisses him, and Tatsuya doesn’t quite remember being this mercurial when he was—how old? Eighteen, nineteen? Less, more? He’s interrupted in that thought process (though he could always ask) by this universe’s Atsushi, who is clearly almost the same. Just as hot, and all of a sudden Tatsuya’s jealous of this universe’s version of himself, for being this self-indulgently angry and sad and still getting Atsushi in the end (maybe he’s not as well-adjusted now as he pretends to be).

Of course, this Atsushi knows his Tatsuya, is possessive of him even from Tatsuya himself. It figures, that he’d be excluded by his own goddamn boyfriend in another universe, that even here when he’s Atsushi’s he still isn’t Atsushi’s. That Atsushi kisses and touches his own Tatsuya more, though he’s content with two of them and this is still more than Tatsuya will ever get in his own world, but Tatsuya can barely fucking stand it, wants to leave before he comes (he stays, though; his body’s not ready until he feels about to fall asleep, until his other self is curled up in Atsushi’s arms, something Tatsuya bets he'd gotten used to really quick but somehow can’t bear to feel quite as bitter as he slips back into his own universe, wakes up fastening his pants in the alley alone.

He can’t say he’s not used to it, even if he can’t say it doesn’t hurt.

FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, E

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Ship: Murasakibara/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 460

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FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, M

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Ship: Murasakibara/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 474

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FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[hatchbacks]

Ship: Kagami/Himuro
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Original Work: link by kiyala
Word Count: 660

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Maybe this is too close, but Tatsuya knows what he’s doing. He’s not going to tease Taiga for no reason, not in this way; it’s not the kind of thing he would tease about. And Taiga wants to sit this close, not to tease Tatsuya but just to get some of that, to work himself up to getting closer to talking about it. Because maybe if Tatsuya’s sitting this close, if Tatsuya’s letting him do that, maybe it means he feels the same (or maybe it means he’s totally unaware and this doesn’t feel like that at all; he’s still thinking about the game they’re playing against each other tomorrow). But then Taiga moves a little closer still and Tatsuya gets to his feet, as if Taiga had sprung the trap, pulled the trigger, snapped something shut, and he knows at this point he’s overthinking it, that it could be anything.

“I should leave," Tatsuya says. “It’s late; we have early practice tomorrow and I don’t want to wake you up.”

Not that Taiga’s not an early riser, and not that Tatsuya meets Taiga’s eyes as he gets on his coat and scarf and boots, and oh. This had to mean that Tatsuya knows, and Taiga’s made him feel awkward because things are finally good between them, have been for the last two years, and now Taiga’s bringing this in and Tatsuya doesn’t want to be in the position of saying no, but fuck, Taiga’s so fond of the way Tatsuya zips his coat, still unaccustomed to the cold weather even though he’s lived in it on and off for so long, and as Taiga opens the door for him Tatsuya meets that gaze, that warmth.

And then he kisses Taiga, and despite thinking about doing just that all evening Taiga can’t move. By the time he can, Tatsuya’s gone, into the train station probably, and fuck. Taiga’s standing out here in just sweaters; he jams on an old pair of sneakers over his wool socks. He’s not often glad about having a car in the city (paying for parking, finding a street spot, goddamn) but he knows the best route to Tatsuya’s hotel and it’s a hell of a lot more direct than the CTA.

He’s pushing the speed limit just a little bit on his way, but he gets there in less than twenty and it takes less than a minute to park on the street. Another to walk in, act casual with the staff and fend off their small talk (of course they know who he is; of course they let him up because it makes sense he’s got a friend on the Knicks and of course they’ll tell him Tatsuya’s room number).

He’s leaning against the wall in the hotel hallway when Tatsuya gets back, his face red from the cold and his eye dark and sad, not even in the way where Taiga has to try and see beneath his mask.

“Tatsuya.”

Taiga pockets his car keys, and then crosses the distance, two feet maybe, to gather Tatsuya into his arms and kiss him for real (and holy shit, he’d caught Tatsuya off guard this time; holy shit Tatsuya’s lips are soft and cold).

“Taiga—“

Taiga cuts him off with another kiss. “Listen.” Another. "Next time, give me time to react, okay? I didn't know what to do and then when I did, you were already gone.”

“I didn’t think you wanted—”

“Really?” (Because even though Tatsuya’s always ambiguous, Taiga couldn’t be if he fucking tried.)

“I wasn’t sure. I knew how I felt but I wasn't sure about you."

He’s looking at the ground, at the snow and ice from his boots that’s already melted into the hideous carpet. Taiga cups his chin, tilting it up so Tatsuya’s eye meets his, and he seals it with the promise of another kiss, that if Tatsuya still isn’t sure Taiga will kiss him until he is.