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Bonus Round 1: Quotes

SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

PLAY BALL! For this round, we'd like you to take inspiration from songs, sayings, poems, and other kinds of famous words.

Because this is our first full round, please read this post carefully before proceeding!

This round ends at 7PM on June 13 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a quote attributed to a specific person or character, along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
- Example: "Hi-ho, Kermit the Frog here!" -Kermit the Frog
- The quote can come from anywhere. Famous people, poetry, songs, books, movies, your neighbor, etc.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Yachi & Kiyoko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Yachi/Kiyoko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your quote-inspired fanwork.
Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
You cannot fill your team's prompts or your own prompts.

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, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

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.

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 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points 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.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!

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SUBTLY ADJUSTS COMPUTER SCREEN IN PUBLIC PLACE, LOOKS AROUND NERVOUSLY SEVERAL TIMES WHILE READING, SWEATS PROFUSELY

BYE.........

it had to be done!!

indeed... less than 24 hours and revealing all this sin

Oikawa Tooru & Kuroo Tetsurou & Bokuto Kotarou & Sawamura Daichi

"Just because someone looks different from you or thinks differently than you doesn't mean you should be afraid of them. It means you should be angry at them! How dare they be different! What, my way of life ain't good enough for 'em?!" - The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy

Edited 2015-05-31 23:52 (UTC)

yoichi hiruma/mamori anezaki/gen “musashi” takekura, eye shield 21

…the held each other and kissed and pushed each others darkness into the corner, believing in each others light, each others dream.

Hubery Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

OOO BOY

OH BOY OH MAN

good job oh my god im just like...hell yea fuckin right. the last line is perfect.

thank you so much!!

also i love your icon and username...

excuse me i require compensation for those tears,

im going to cry 5000000000 points from me i love you

Kinjou Shingo/Koga Kimitaka, Yowamushi Pedal

"The list of things I used to be, is longer than the list of things I am." - Mineshaft, Dessa

i can't believe you.
i can't.
believe you would do such a th

holy shit

WAHT THE FUCK MY EYES ARE BURNING HOW DARE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OHM Y GOD IM BURNING WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING SMUT BUT ALSO THEIR GIVE & TAKE DYNAMIC IM SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nanase Haruka/Yamazaki Sousuke // (SouHaru), Free!

"Tie a knot in the rope, tryin' to hold, tryin' to hold,
But there's nothing to grasp so I let go

I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit
My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)"

-"Blow Me (One Last Kiss)" by P!nk

;v; wehhh so good

:)c

I'm sweating so much,, bruises!!! hANDS!!!!!! THAT LAST LINE RUINED ME ASDL;FJDK

Atobe/Sanada (Prince of Tennis)

"It takes two to tango." --Two to Tango (song)

bokuto koutarou/kuroo tetsurou, hints of & or / with akaashi keiji, 1945 words
i'm, so sorry, i can't believe....

MAJOR CONTENT TAGS: sexual behavior
ADDITIONAL TAGS: handjobs, inappropriate language

"Foooooood."

Koutarou stares desperately at Keiji as he makes his next, and final plea.

"Please, give me fooood." Somewhere in the background, he hears Tetsurou - currently half-asleep on his bed - snort with knowing laughter, because it wasn't often that a sleepover went by without Koutarou requesting that food be prepared for him. He asked both of them, typically, but Keiji was the one who was more likely to do it, especially since they weren't watching a movie at the moment. Instead, the three of them were sprawled out in various places across Koutarou's bedroom; Tetsurou is sprawled out over a beanbag, Koutarou is taking up the head of the bed, and Keiji lays across the foot of it.

"Now?" Keiji asks, despite knowing what the other's answer will be.

"Please!! It would be awesome!!"

".. Fine." Keiji relents, stands, and heads out of the room, unaware of the chaos that will take place while he prepares some easy mac.

---

"Turn it down if we aren't gonna watch anything, Koutarou." Tetsurou mumbles sleepily from the beanbag, opening one eye to glance at the television as Koutarou flips the channels mindlessly. He expects Koutarou to whine at him, but the next thing he hears from the other boy is a choked noise.

Instantly alert - and he can thank Lev for that - Tetsurou shoots into an upright position, looking to Koutarou.

"Are you alr---....?" Halfway through his concerned remark, he notices that the other male is frozen, staring at the television as if it contains the world's secrets. Tetsurou's brows furrow as he follows the other's gaze to the current show, and then he feels his own jaw begin to drop.

Somehow, Koutarou has found a gay porno, on early Friday evening television, and he isn't changing the channel. It plays for maybe a minute more before Koutarou pulls his gaze away, turning his head towards Tetsurou.

"... Tetsu, how do they decide who tops?" He asks, and if Tetsurou were drinking, he would've spit it out all over Koutarou's bedroom.

"Man, I don't know?? Why would I know something like that??" Tetsurou responds, staring now at Koutarou. He looks unusually thoughtful, which is worrying enough to Tetsurou. Koutarou isn't stupid, for sure, but when he thinks too hard, Tetsurou gets a little bit concerned for where things are going to go. Even more concerning than that, however, is that Tetsurou can't get the question out of his mind. Before he can stop himself, his eyes drift back to the television.

"Maybe, like, the guy with the biggest dick tops? No matter what?? I mean, that guy, looks, well, huge." He offers this explanation, and the slow nod of affirmation he gets from Koutarou makes him worried. Koutarou can't seem to stop thinking about it; he leans forward on his elbows, as if getting closer to the TV set might give him more answers. He taps his fingers against his cheek, and then looks at Tetsurou again.

"So, no homo or anything, but like. If we were gay, I'd probably top, because my dick is pretty big?"

"... No homo or anything, but my dick is probably bigger."

Koutarou is sitting up now, staring at Tetsurou like he's grown two heads.

"No way!! My dick is like, bigger than half the team's! I've fuckin' checked!"

"I'm not in your locker room, you have no way of knowing!"

"I'm telling you, mine is like, a concealed weapon, I swear to God,"

"Prove it."

The bantering halts then, when Tetsurou demands proof of Koutarou's insane claims.

"Uh, you want me to pull my pants down and prove it?" Koutarou asks, and Tetsurou's cheeks burn with the realization that, yes, that is essentially what he's requested of Koutarou.

"Well, you said no homo, so doesn't that like, keep it from being homo? Besides, I've seen loads of dicks, obviously you have too, so like. It's not gay if girls see other girls' boobs, so, right?" Tetsurou gets the weird feeling he's trying to talk himself into something, but it doesn't take much for Koutarou to be talked into something, so he stands up. Tetsurou ignores the way his mouth goes dry - he's just thirsty or something, is all, where is Akaashi, anyways? - and settles back a little bit into the squishy fabric of his beanbag.

Koutarou drops his pants, and Tetsurou's eyes widen, but he shakes his head.

"Nah, man, I'm definitely bigger. You tried, but... nah." Tetsurou reclines a little more, confident in the fact that he's most definitely the one here who is bigger in size. He's about ready to ask for the remote and change the channel, but then Koutarou says something that catches him off guard.

"I don't believe you! We gotta compare, dude!" If they base just off of this, and he doesn't get to see what Tetsurou's dick size is.. Well, how is he ever going to definitely know? At his request, Tetsurou arches a brow at him, but he knows.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Nothin' wrong with comparing dick size. It's like, comparing car models or something, right?" He smirks lopsidedly at Koutarou as he stands, wriggling off his pajama pants and his boxers until they pool at his feet. He sets his hands on his hips, and waits for the reaction he knows is coming.

"... Bro... you're fucking hung." Koutarou says, and he feels almost like beaming, almost like he should be parading his dick around for all to see (but that would be gay, really). Instead of doing that, he just nods.

"Yeah, but it's cool. You're pretty big too, y'know? We're both pretty big."

"... But... I guess that means you... would top me?" Koutarou says slowly, and then he shakes his head, as if he's in disbelief.

"Same rules as earlier apply, y'know, like, no gay or anything, but. Seriously. I need you to think about like.. I get fucking huge when I'm hard, y'know? I mean, I'm not now, obviously, but still. We could.. I could prove it, or something, if you want."

Tetsurou doesn't know if he's heard that correctly. Koutarou can't believe he's just said it, but he steels himself with a calm, mental reminder of, 'it's not gay, it's like car sizes', and waits for Tetsurou to respond.

"Well, I guess, we're like.. we're just bros, y'know. It's not like I'm gonna trip and fall onto your dick or anything, we're just comparing. But... no looking each other in the eyes, or anything? That'd be really gay man."

"Yeah, it's not like I'm jacking off /to/ you. I'm jacking off /with/ you."

For some reason, Tetsurou understands the logic behind that statement, and he reaches down to wrap a hand around his dick. Koutarou mimics him, and then the two of them are just slowly stroking themselves towards hardness, and neither of them are looking at one another.

Koutarou breaks the rule first. His breathing starts to get a little heavy, and he's definitely at least past half-mast now, so he looks at Tetsurou to see where he's at, just to compare, that's all. Instead, he finds himself looking at Tetsurou's abs, and then his pecs, and then he's looking at his face. Fuck.

And then Tetsurou looks up, and they make eye contact with one another.

"Fuck, your abs, Tetsu, Shit, they're like, flexing or something when you're jerking yourself off, what's your workout again, let's workout tog--"

"Koutarou, I'm s-still bigger," Tetsurou can't believe how breathy he is, how Koutarou's skin listens a little bit with sweat, and he's desperate all of a sudden to touch Koutarou's skin. It isn't like he hasn't grabbed his hand a million times before, isn't like he hasn't shoved Koutarou around and felt the other man against him. He's torn with the need to figure out what Koutarou's skin feels like, if it's as soft as the rest of him... He wants to touch Koutarou's dick.

"Maybe it's because.. I'm not touching your dick. Y'know, like, it's like, handjobs are more enjoyable from other people, right?"

Did he just say that? Did he really just say that? Koutarou's mind reels, and then he just, "It's not gay if it's to help a brother out?"

Tetsurou shakes his head, and then before Koutarou knows what's happening, Tetsurou's hand is on his dick. He's jacking him off, and then Koutarou is touching his dick, and then his stomach starts to tighten, and shit, he's getting close to cumming --

"Dude, stop, you gotta look now or else I'm gonna fucking cum, shit, Tetsu---"

He stops, and Koutarou is torn between being happy that they can compare, and wishing that the contact was still there. He looks down at their two dicks, side by side, and removes his hand off of Tetsurou's shaft with a nervous swallow.

".. I think you're still bigger than me." He says, trying not to pout, but he's having trouble exercising any sort of control over his voice. His cheeks are flushed, his hands are tingling, and Tetsurou is staring at his face like he's got pizza sauce on it. Tetsurou thinks that Koutarou looks a little bit like he's just gotten off the court, cheeks warm, breathing hard, his hands shifting nervously at his sides, and something about it makes his throat constrict.

"... It's alright, I mean, your dick would probably be less painful to fit inside someone, right? Hypothetically, of course, y'know."

"But that guy on television was basically a fucking horse and got his dick up someone's ass. How does that even work? What kind of science is it? Dick to ass magic, or something?"

"I mean... like... I don't know. The only way I'd know is if I did it, I guess."

"... For science?"

"If it's for science, it's probably not gay."

"Definitely not gay for science. Discovery, and shit. The future."

Tetsurou wonders if he's really hearing this conversation, if he's really talking about fucking his best friend, and then Koutarou continues.

"I've got lube in the nightstand," He says, and just as Tetsurou begins to reach for it, he pauses.

"... I don't know how you, like, prepare someone for gay sex."

"It's not gay sex, it's just anal!" Koutarou blurts, and Tetsurou stares down at him.

"But like, how do I fit my dick in you without hurting."

"... It'll hurt?"

"Yeah, probably like, taking a really bad reverse dump?"

It's as Koutarou starts to ponder this that there's a large thump outside the door - he startles as Tetsurou does, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"W-what was that?" Koutarou asks fearfully, and Tetsurou stares down at him.

"Oh, heck, Keiji -- is he alright?! How are we supposed to check on him when we're... like this?!" He gestures to their glaring erections.

"Sweatpants... and a really large t-shirt...? I'll carry a pillow out!! Fuck, that's a good idea, right!!" Koutarou leaps from bed, awkwardly waddling with his hard-on towards his discarded sweatpants, pulling them on as fast as he can in his condition. He yanks on a large t-shirt, thrown over his laundry hamper (he doesn't sniff it first, either, oops), and then reaches for the cushion from his desk chair before he opens the door...

And Keiji is there, on the floor, and---

"He's unconscious!!" Koutarou squawks, struggling to his knees as Tetsurou rushes out behind him (if you could call it rushing).

"Keiji?!"

Weakly, Keiji's eyes flutter open, and as soon as they do, they narrow.

"I... just wanted to come back and ask if you guys wanted velveeta or easy mac, and instead..." He closes his eyes, and puts a hand over his face, "I... heard... that. I can't believe..."

"I hate you both."

Edited 2015-05-31 23:31 (UTC)

eeeeeeeee IVE NEVER WRITTEN PURE USHIOI BEFORE (only ushiiwaoi) SO THAT MEANS A LOT THANKS FRIEND

im going to eat my own butt what a lovely bedtime story i love it and i love you

no warnings! ( 579 words )

The phrase "I like you" must have grown wings and jumped out of Hanai's mouth, because there is no way in all hell that he meant to say it out loud.

It's just after practice, the summer sun touching the horizon just behind Nishiura's baseball diamond, casting an orange glow on the entirety of the field when it happens, when Hanai's shoving bats into a bat bag and Tajima's blabbing about--something. In fact, Hanai had tuned him out completely, finding himself perfectly fine to think about the practice that just happened (it went well; Tajima hit a dinger to right field that made Momokan look like she was going to cry tears of joy) and his teammates (how he can improve everyone's individual strengths, how he could keep hitting to match up to Tajima's strength, how to put his strengths to best use on the field) and then.

"Dude. What?"

And then it happened. Hanai looks up, feeling the color simultaneously drain from his face and heat up his cheeks at the same time as he realizes that his stupid thoughts-- his stupid thoughts about Tajima--have come out of his mouth.

"What?" He tries back, going for a look that he hopes is less "going to vomit on your shoes" and more "casually annoyed" than anything else. (He fails.)

Tajima grins at him, in this way that lights up his face; the orange light of the sunset makes his freckles stand out. (Hanai hates himself.) "You liiiike me. That's what you said, right?"

That's it. That's his chance to escape. If Hanai wanted to, he could scold him for not listening properly and hearing things he wanted to hear--but wouldn't that make it worse, anyway? Wouldn't he be digging himself a deeper ditch? Sure, he wanted the dugout to open up and swallow him whole at the moment, but it would just make it worse. Tajima was...single minded (kind of dumb) and wouldn't let him forget it, anyway, and it's not like he didn't...mean it, right?

Hanai squares his shoulders. "Yeah?" He starts, trying to sound his toughest--it would work a thousand times better if he didn't feel his entire face burning like it was on fire. "So what?"

Tajima looks at him oddly for a second, brows crinkling, and then he smiles, lifting a shoulder in a shrug as he goes back to the bat bag. "Okay."

Talk about being thrown for a loop.

"Wait, what?" Okay? Okay, what does he mean by okay? Hanai's hand twitches on the bag, but as he opens his mouth to start asking him questions, Tajima takes two steps towards him and slaps him in the shoulder with his glove.

"I said, okay. Me too. " It's so blasé that Hanai's thrown for a loop, and he has exactly enough time to give Tajima the most confused/embarrassed/horrified look he can manage before Tajima beams at him and starts to walk away. "Let's go get food. I'm starving!"

Hanai stares after him for a second, the words washing over him and finding no purchase--eventually, it clicks what he says, and he feels the heat spread to the back of his neck and prickle to his shoulders, and it's only Tajima calling, cheerful as ever, "You're buying, since it's our first date and all!! And I'm not cheap!!" that gets him going again, with that mix of exasperation and fondness that belongs to Tajima and Tajima alone.

www thank you so much!! these two cause me a lot of pain ttvtt

You're welcome. Sleep well :DDDD

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Bonus Round 1: Quotes

Bonus Round 1: Quotes

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit

PROMPT: TEAM AZUMANE ASAHI/NISHINOYA YUU

PROMPT: Team Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E.

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E.

Re: FILL: TEAM Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E.

PROMPT: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU

Re: FILL: Team Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, M

Re: PROMPT: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou

Re: FILL: Team Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, M

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit

PROMPT: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke

Re: FILL: TEAM MANAMI SANGAKU/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

Re: PROMPT: TEAM HINATA SHOUYOU/KOZUME KENMA

Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, E.

PROMPT: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou

FILL: Team Grandstand, Explicit

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit

FILL: TEAM SAWAMURA DAICHI/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, PG

Re: FILL: TEAM MANAMI SANGAKU/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

Re: FILL: TEAM NISHINOYA YUU/TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE, RATING: Explicit