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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.

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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

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IBG!! this was also beautiful and i love the different approach you took here, the tangibility of it. *___*

His pinky bleeds as he types out “sorry” in fifty different ways, stains the keys red as he hits backspace over and over again.

AUGH THIS IMAGERY... THIS ACTUALLY HIT ME THE HARDEST... the imagery is so strong sakfdjslk it provokes so much emotion for me... i feel for ogiwara's struggles so strongly.

THE END TOO, FUCK. I WASN'T REALLY EXPECTING BUT?? WOW?? again your imagery is SO good just god it aches in my chest thank you so much!!

Gif warning (they don't flash or move that fast, but just in case)

Got kiss water, it's so pretty ♫

Hiruma/Agon (Eyeshield 21)

"Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same." --Sherlock Holmes

Imaizumi Shunsuke/Onoda Sakamichi/Naruko Shoukichi (Yowamushi Pedal)

I used to troll WOW battlegrounds by being the nicest, most optimistic person your have ever seen in your life.

(Found here.)

Edited 2015-06-05 09:00 (UTC)

aaaah~ TYSM i'm so glad you liked this!! ;U; tbh it came from the heart (i got a bit upset writing it too LMFAO /loser) so i'm just rly happy the emotion got across ajhjgawe ♥ THANK YOU FOR THE GREAT PROMPT.

uweh~ thank you!! *U* ♥ i'm glad you liked it!!

This is so cute!!

:)a

HOOTS EXCITEDLY

no spoilers/major warnings | 800 words

Yamaguchi Tadashi has several fears in life. The fear of European wasps. The fear of sitting on thumb tacks. The fear that his acne scars will never fade and that he will never be considered attractive by anyone in the world and that all the girls in his classes will only ever approach him to ask questions about Tsukki.

It's not that he cares for the girls, particularly—Yamaguchi doesn't crave their explicit attention. What he does want, though, is just a little confirmation that his existence isn't completely repulsive. That, when he's standing next to Tsukishima Kei (who is quietly radiant from the inside out as if with some midnight sorcery), he isn't being more of an embarrassment than strictly necessary. He doesn't think he is. Tsukishima is pretty good at avoiding people he isn't okay with, after all, but. But Yamaguchi is the one who attached himself to Tsukishima of his own accord in the first place, straight out of stubborn free will, and gave him a stupid nickname, and—

Of all the fears in his life, only two are in the major almost crippling category:

1) Being left behind.

2) Being the one to hold Tsukishima Kei back.

Their somewhat contradictory nature only increases the pressure inside his head.

In any given category, Yamaguchi is simply not as good as Tsukishima is (Volleyball. School. Analysis. Height. Looks. Smackdowns) with maybe the marked exceptions of sheer tenacity and utter desperation. But that makes him pretty ordinary. Pretty uncool. Tsukishima can do so many things that Yamaguchi can only dream about, and—

There's a thought that's been going through Yamaguchi's head for what feels like years.

I want to support you.

It's probably pretty pathetic (scratch that, it's definitely a hundred percent unbridled pathetic), but Yamaguchi's actually all for the idea that if he ever incredibly, miraculously somehow came to live with Tsukishima one day, he wouldn't mind taking care of all the little things—all the menial jobs like the dishwashing and the floor mopping and the food buying—so that Tsukishima would be able to focus solely on the bigger and better, greater things Yamaguchi knew he was capable of. (That Yamaguchi couldn't do. He can make a mean scrambled egg though.)

It's just that...

Over the years Tsukishima has helped Yamaguchi out more than he knows, more than Yamaguchi can put into words. Just by existing. Just by having spoken up that one time, and continuing to exist in Yamaguchi's vicinity...

If not for him, Yamaguchi could very well have still been some snot-faced bully's lackey, sitting on the floor with tears in his eyes. Pathetic. If not for Tsukishima, Yamaguchi would definitely never have started volleyball, would never have known the pressure and responsibility of a pinch serve, or risen to the challenge, would possibly never even have tried...

Just by existing, just by being there, Tsukishima has given Yamaguchi's life an entirely different kind of purpose, and Yamaguchi—

I want to lend a helping hand. As many times as I can.

Give and take, right?

But what does he even have that Tsukishima would ever want?

Tsukishima Kei is a guy who's going places—like, doctorate-level kind of places. And Yamaguchi doesn't know what he can offer a guy like that. He wants nothing more than to hang on for the ride, but—

"Um, hey. Tsukki...?"

Tsukishima glances over. "What?"

What universities are you applying to? Do you think I'd be able to get into them too? Are you going to move to Tokyo when you graduate? Would you mind if I came with you? Do you wanna move in together? I'll do all the laundry, I swear! And the ironing, too! I think I might love you, a little bit, o-or a lot, is that... is that okay...?

He doesn't really think saying any of that would be okay.

Yamaguchi swallows the lump in his throat at the memory of Tsukishima's curled lip and his just one word, acid toned: "Pathetic."

Hearing that again—Yamaguchi doesn't think that he could.

So he swallows his words and his hope, plastering on his brightest and most irritating smile. "Let's get some pork buns from Coach's mom on the way home!"

"Okay," Tsukishima says blandly, adjusting the headphones around his neck, and Yamaguchi swallows another bubble back down into his heart. A bubble that breaks.

Time is ticking. Final exams are on the way. Tsukishima is going to do his best, and Yamaguchi will do all he can too, but if their all doesn't turn out to be equal, then—

Yamaguchi's heart closes over a staid kind of determination.

If I can't go with you, the least I want is to make you never forget me—

And make you wish I was there.

(DAMNIT I FORGOT TO ADD THIS PROMPT WAS SO GREAT and the fill is also self-indulgent aksjhawe i'm sorry as well BUT THANK YOU ♥!!!)

Swearing

I'm so glad Team Grandstand is exempt from the "can not fill for the same team" rule, bc I just had to fill this!
Anyway, a quick art fill for you! Sorry about my fail humour lmao.

AAAAH YAMAGUCHI'S CONSTELLATIONS!!!! ♥♥ ...and i love their shorts. oUo

sgdjfjkvjde such an appropriately adorable fill for this adorable prompt!!! I love how they both just became limp floor noodles lmao UGH IT'S SO CUTE

B) welcome to my womb

Kuroo &/ Kenma (one sided from Kuroo to Kenma if / please) (Haikyuu!!)

AND IIIII-AYE-IIIIIII - HOLY SHIT - WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!
- JonTron - I Will Always Love You

Edited 2015-06-05 12:01 (UTC)

[excited hinata bird noise] I love everything about this!? Hinata and Kageyama's friendship is really cute, yet also so them in that they don't lose the banter that they have in canon. Also, nonbinary Suga! I'm so glad you put that part in, it's definitely one of my favorite hq headcanons.

Thank you so much!!

word count: 1,681
content warnings: none
notes: this is perhaps not the spy AU this prompt deserves, but it’s the middle school AU I was inspired to write, so. I hope you like it!

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A fifteen minute wait for a bus in the sweltering summer heat is not a good idea even when you're wearing summer clothes, singlets and shorts and sandals, but it's a worse idea when you've got on a hoodie and a trucker cap pulled down so that the edges of the brim are touching your sunglasses.

Aone gives Kenji a glare. He doesn't talk much, but luckily Kenji is more than adept in the Art of Aone—Aone, right now, is pissed off. Kenji sort of doesn't blame him, though it's not Kenji's fault that Aone took "wear a disguise" a bit too seriously and is swathed in five different types of polar fleece, or something.

"I promise it'll be worth it," Kenji says.

He's still got his hoodie tied around his waist, but the moment they're within a five-kilometre radius of Karasuno it's going over his head. Aone has his hoodie on already. He looks kind of like a tall penguin, the way he's moving so uncomfortably.

"You don't need to come in with me," Kenji says, as though it's some small consolation prize for Aone wearing fleece in the middle of summer.

"You'll hurt yourself if I don't," Aone says.

"I'm not going to—!" Kenji splutters, elbowing Aone. "Hey! I'm not—what are you implying, huh?"

Aone shrugs.

"You can stay outside," Kenji reiterates. "Your mission, should you choose to accept it,"—he pauses for effect as the bus pulls up,—"is to give me a boost on your shoulders and over the wall."

"How do you know there's a wall?" Aone asks, giving the driver his fare.

"Duh," Kenji says, "I'm a spy. You think I didn't check the place out before planning this?"

A few people on the bus give them funny looks as they settle into a double seat, but at this time of day it's mostly oldies and mums with newborns. An old lady in the seat on the other side of the aisle throws Kenji a straight-up dirty when he sits down, and he sticks his tongue out at her.

"Boys your age should be in school at this time of day!" she says.

"F-Y-I, we had an athletics carnival which let out early," Kenji says. Also, he's thirteen, and she shouldn't be talking to him like he's a little kid. "Also, nobody asked you," he adds.

The old lady, suitably scandalised, turns away, so Kenji can settle down and go through the plan one more time. Aone nods exactly when he's supposed to, and five kilometres before Karasuno Kenji puts on his hoodie—stupidly, though, he forgets to take his cap off first, and gets tangled up for a few very awkward moments.

At last, the bus pulls up across the road from the school, and Kenji springs into action.

"Okay, Agent T, are you ready?" he asks.

Aone stares at Kenji.

"Come on," Kenji says, "you have to say, 'Yes, Agent K!'"

"No I don't," Aone says.

"Okay, like, technically you don't," Kenji says. "Whatever, doesn't matter. I need your superhuman strength to boost me over that wall."

The wall in question is about half Kenji's height, but that's not the point. Aone dutifully lets Kenji use him as a stepping stone.

"You're gonna wait?" Kenji asks.

Aone gestures across the road.

"Okay," Kenji says, "I'll come back to you when I've completed the mission."

By now, school's out, and there are a few students around so Kenji sticks behind buildings—it's not hard to follow the sound of volleyballs to the gym. It's not as big as Datekou's gym, but that doesn't mean anything. Karasuno were supposedly a championship team a few years back, and there are rumours about their first years—although nothing like the rumours about Datekou's second years, most of which Kenji started himself.

Next to the gym, there are some bushes, and it's not hard for Kenji to push apart the branches and carve out a perfect niche for himself. He's tall, so it's a bit cramped, but nothing his legs can't handle. Plus, he picked out his camo pants especially in case of this sort of situation. A good spy is always prepared.

Unfortunately, the one problem with spying from outside the gym is that there's no way of seeing inside the gym. Kenji was hoping to get a glimpse of some of the players, at least to see how tall they were, but everyone is inside. He ducks his head down between his knees and frowns at himself. This was a stupid idea, and he should just get out of the bush, head back to Aone, catch the bus home—

"Um, hello?"

Kenji's neck jerks up so fast that his cap gets caught in the branches and comes off. There's a boy kneeling in front of him wearing trainers, gym shorts, and a shirt with "KARASUNO VBC" written in the corner. He's kinda cute, too, like the kind of boy Kenji's mum is always pointing out and saying, "Why can't you be more like him?"

"Hello," Kenji says, trying to sound calm, like he isn't hiding in a bush behind a gym at a school he doesn't even go to.

"Are you a spy?" the Karasuno boy asks.

Kenji swears under his breath. "Who blew my cover?"

"No-one," the boy says. "I guessed. I've seen a lot of spy movies, you know."

"Oh," Kenji says.

"Do you, maybe, want to get out of the bush?" the boy asks.

"I'm fine," Kenji says.

The boy shrugs and plops down so that he's sitting cross-legged. "If you're sure," he says. "So why are you spying here?"

Kenji decides that since his cover's been blown, he might as well be honest. He takes his sunglasses off and hangs them off the neck of his hoodie. "I go to Datekou," he says. "We're matched up against you guys in the first round of Inter High."

"So you wanted to size up the competition, huh?" the boy says, rubbing the back of his head. "There's not much to see here, I'm afraid. It's a bit of a waste of a good disguise."

Without warning, he reaches forward and grabs Kenji's cap from amongst the branches. Kenji lets out a yell and sticks an arm out to reclaim his cap, but the boy jumps to his feet, forcing Kenji to attempt his way out of the bushes.

"No fair," Kenji says.

The boy laughs. "Didn't you think that there'd be consequences if you came into the territory of an enemy agent?"

Kenji makes another grab for his hat, but even though the enemy agent is shorter, he's fast on his feet, and swings out of the way quickly. "Is this all you've got?" he asks, because it's no good to give a bad impression.

In response, the boy sticks the cap on his head. "I'm claiming your hat as a hostage, in exchange for information."

Kenji's shoulders droop. It's not even his hat—he stole it from Kamasaki-san's locker. "What do you want to know?"

Without missing a beat, the boy says, "Why did you bother coming here?"

"That's a stupid question," Kenji says. "I want to know more—to know anything—about your team. So that my team can beat you."

"But we're... we're not all that good," the boy says. "I mean, we're better than last year, but we've still got a way to go."

"So do we," Kenji says. "Anyway, stuff like that doesn't matter when you're on court, you know? It's who's best on the day, at the time."

"Yeah," the other boy says. "I guess so. Um, can I ask your name?"

Kenji places his hands on his hips. "You can call me Agent K," he says.

"Okay," the boy says, "then you can call me Agent E."

"Do you have any more questions, Agent E?" Kenji asks. "Or will we do an exchange of hostages?"

"You don't have anything to exchange," Agent E says. "Unless you want to pick a twig from the bush and and claim it's mine because it grew on my school's grounds."

"I have something I can exchange," Kenji says in a suitably mysterious tone—in fact, all he's got is his email address, which he would suggest Agent E use liberally if he were ever to want to become a double agent and send a communiqué. But telling Agent E that would be giving the game away.

Agent E hums. "Well, then, did you come here alone?"

"My mission partner Agent T wanted to wait outside," Kenji says. "He's boring."

"Or sensible," Agent E says. "And how'd you get here?"

"Special transport," Kenji says. It's a much more glamorous way to say, "We caught a bus."

"Of course," Agent E says, "I'd expect no less—"

He's interrupted by the gym door swinging open, and an older-looking boy stepping out. "Ennoshita, are you around here or—hey!"

"Daichi-san!" Agent E-for-Ennoshita jumps, pulling the cap off. "I was just talking to a visitor, who, um—"

"I'm compromised!" Kenji yells, breaking into a run. He doesn't want to stick around for this.

"Wait!' Ennoshita calls. "Your cap!"

Kenji turns just in time to catch the throw as Ennoshita sends the cap flying towards him. "See you 'round, Agent E!" he shouts back.

He doesn't stop running until he's made it over the low wall and across the road to where Aone is waiting. Aone raises an eyebrow in acknowledgement as Kenji, sweating from the sprinting and the heat, pulls his hoodie off and fixes his cap back on his head.

"I was compromised," he says. "I met a cute enemy agent, though."

Aone looks sort of confused, so Kenji elaborates. "A boy on their volleyball team," he says. "He took my cap hostage and interrogated me. I was going to do a hostage exchange, but—ugh, I can't believe myself! I never even got his email address!"

"You'll see him at Inter High," Aone says—and how could Kenji have forgotten that?

He spends the entire bus ride back grinning.

Edited 2015-06-05 12:15 (UTC)

word count: 1,163
content warnings: swearing, referenced animal/pet death
notes: ah... so... as I went to post this, I noticed that next to your username it says your name is Amanda... so I’m just going to. apologise for this. I hope you like it though!! c:

(REPOSTED BECAUSE I FORGOT THE RATING!!)

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The reason that Hajime is not browsing the relationships section of the classifieds is the same reason as it is every week, every Sunday when he's had a cup of coffee and a healthy breakfast and jogged around the block to come home to the newspaper on his doorstep. That reason is, despite what his friends are telling him, that he is not looking for a relationship, that he's happy being single for now, thank you very much. He's been quite happy living on his own and with his pet gecko Hatori—only Hatori is no longer of this Earthly plane, and now Hajime is on a Reptile Quest, scouring the pet section of the classifieds—not the relationship section—for any sort of reptile.

For three weeks—nothing. And now, suddenly, there's an ad for sixteen reptiles:

Yaho~! it opens, and then goes on to detail the owner's messy break-up with their girlfriend, their impulsive purchase, and the different ways their flatmates have threatened to dispose of them and their new reptilian friends. They write that they have a ball python, seven different geckos, a bearded dragon, and two red slider turtles—which is only ten, and Hajime's scared to find out what the other six might be—all named Amanda.

Hajime feels like responding to this ad might be comparable to stepping on a landmine, but there are seven geckos. Surely the owner might not mind if Hajime only bought one? At this stage, he was getting desperate, and he'd pay good money for a reptile in his life.

The ad says the owner's residence is in Sendai, and there's an email address. Hajime opens up his laptop and types out an email.

Minutes later, there's a reply. Hours later, Hajime finds himself on a train with an empty reptile habitat clutched in his arms. People are giving him weird looks. It's okay, he thinks, I'm only getting one reptile. Not sixteen.

When he gets to the flat, address written in smudgy ballpoint on the back of his hand, he puts his habitat down by the wall and rings the doorbell. It's a fairly affluent part of town, actually, and these are nice flats. Hajime feels a bit out of place in his jeans and joggers.

A tall guy with short-cropped light hair opens the door. "Are you here for the Amandas?" he asks.

"Just one Amanda," Hajime says. "I mean—a gecko. Just a gecko."

The man at the door pulls a face. "I was so hoping you'd be taking all of them."

"That's alright," another man says—this one's even taller, with messy black hair. "One less just means we only have to think of fifteen ways to ruin Oikawa's life."

There's a piteous whine from somewhere inside the flat, and a small, sniffly voice says, "I can hear you, Mattsun." Hajime figures that the voice belongs to the person who thought that impulse-buying sixteen reptiles after a break-up was a good idea.

"Um," Hajime says, as the two at the door start laughing between themselves, "can I come in and see the geckos?"

"You have to call them Amanda," the first guy says.

"That's right," the other one says. "If you don't, Oikawa cries."

"That's not true!" Oikawa wails. He is quite clearly crying.

Hajime frowns. He doesn't know how Oikawa's weird flatmates are keeping such straight faces through all this. Still, they step aside to let Hajime into the flat. It's spacious and pristine, decked out with modern furniture and a tv the size of Hajime's shower. All this slips by his notice, however, because his attention is drawn to the sixteen reptile habitats stacked on a light blue leather couch.

"Holy shit," Hajime says. "This is—this is practically a zoo."

A hand snakes over the edge of a second couch, back to Hajime. This must be Oikawa.

"You're here for Amanda?" Oikawa asks.

"That's right," Hajime says.

Only, now that he's here—physically here, and not just dubiously eyeballing an ad in the pet section of the classifieds—well, there are seven geckos, a bearded dragon, two red slider turtles, three corn snakes, a green anole, two toads, and a ball python. Hajime has always been fond of reptiles—it's why he chose to keep a gecko as a pet in the first place. But this is different.

This is love at first sight.

"Oikawa-san, is it?" Hajime asks.

(He lives in a small flat. He doesn't have room for sixteen reptiles.)

"Just Oikawa is fine," says the hand waving around above the edge of the couch. "You're Iwaizumi?"

(He could put the toads in the same habitat. The corn snakes could share until they got bigger. Some of the geckos wouldn't mind sharing, right?)

"Right," Hajime says. "So, how much for Amand—for one of the geckos?"

"Oops, he broke the rules," one of Oikawa's flatmates comments. Hajime ignores him.

(Never mind space, he can't afford sixteen reptiles. He only came here for a gecko.)

"Fuck it," Hajime says, better judgement aside. "How much for the lot?"

At that, Oikawa's head pops up over the edge of the couch in a flash. "All of them?"

Oikawa, as it turns out, would probably be incredibly good-looking if it weren't for the bird's nest hair and the snot and tear tracks streaking his face. That, and the practically diabolical grin on his face, which seems like it almost reaches up to his manic wide eyes.

"Yeah," Hajime says. He can barely believe the words leaving his mouth as he says, "I work as a vet and I've got lots of experience with reptiles. I'd have to come back with my car, but—"

"Iwaizumi, are you stupid?" Oikawa asks.

Hajime is mometarily stunned into silence. "Um... ?"

"Did you read the ad?" Oikawa continues. "I said no rehoming fee."

"Shit," Hajime says. "I mean, that's—"

Oikawa's flatmates cackle somewhere behind him. "Oh, this is too good," one of them says.

"It's like one of those weird stories you read on the internet, where you're like, how could this happen to real people?" the other says.

Oikawa narrows his eyes at the space behind Hajime. "Why are Makki and Mattsun so cruel to me? What have I done to deserve this?"

Hajime turns around just in time to catch the tail end of some very crude hand gestures. When he turns back, Oikawa has a finger pulling down under his eye and his tongue sticking out.

"Can you take me with you too?" Oikawa asks.

Hajime glances between the reptiles, the snickering flatmates, the gross guy on the couch, the fancy furniture, back to the reptiles—and back to Oikawa, strangely earnest despite everything.

"I'll consider it," Hajime says.

(His friends are going to laugh at him so hard when they find out that Hajime actually followed up an ad in the pet section of the classifieds—and came out the other end with a relationship.)

ennoshita chikara & yahaba shigeru & futakuchi kenji, haikyuu!!

"Who's got a plan B?"
"Plan B? We need a plan C, D, E. We need more alphabet!"
"Hey! We do what we do best. We improvise, all right?" —Fast & Furious 6

dont do thsi to me.........

I'M

THE WORST THING IS I'D TOTALLY FILL THIS

BUT TEAM

NSFW: Sexual Content (characters intended to be 18+ y/o here), also bruising on Miya (from how he rides)

I know this probably wasn't what you were looking for, but I hope it's okay anyway! So yeah, quick sketch here!

Major content tags: Sexual content
Word count: 926

"Sometimes I think about how good his mouth would be sucking me off."

Kuroo chokes on his corn and Sugawara only spares him a glance before he's back to looking at Akaashi. Of all the things to come out of Sugawara's mouth - don't think about his mouth - this tops the list of most surprising. Kuroo gapes, mouth open, looking like a cross between a puffer fish and a frog no doubt, as his mind scrambles to pick up on the things that Sugawara's saying. Because he's talking more about Akaashi sucking him off? Is that what he's talking about?

Kuroo needs help. None arrives.

He swallows - a futile attempt at kickstarting his braincells - and works his mouth into a grimace of a smile. "Right, yeah. I mean he'd probably make you do some work for him before he'd agree to, but he might." Was Sugawara even still talking about Akaashi's mouth?

His reply mustn't be too far off base because Sugawara looks contemplative rather than confused. "What sort of things? Akaashi-san's almost certainly a better student than I am, and he could go to you or Bokuto for anything physical."

Kuroo darts his gaze away, he was starting to fixate on Sugawara's lips - despite moments before telling himself not to - except, the only other convenient thing to focus on is where Sugawara is looking: Akaashi, which leads to a problem with a different pair of lips. He's surrounded by offensively hot people. "You're pretty good with people, right? Maybe ask if he's got any drama," this is Akaashi, "or wants Bokuto out of his hair..."

Sugawara cringes, because he's a sensible kind of person when faced with the idea of wrangling Bokuto. "That sounds like a whole lot of trouble." Kuroo nods because he's so far out of his depth he doesn't know what the shore looks like any more. "Plus, he's not the only one around with a nice mouth."

That's a simple enough statement that Kuroo can keep up his side of the conversation with a scrap of confidence. "That right? Who else are you thinking of?"

A raised eyebrow and amused expression let him know that he hasn't kept up as well as he hoped. "Yours."

Oh.

"Really," he continues, "I was kind of hoping you'd offer, when I brought up Akaashi sucking me off." Wait, what? "Akaashi is nice to look at but..." Sugawara shrugs, seemingly oblivious to Kuroo's heart hammering so hard it's stopping him from breathing. Sugawara wets his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue before he speaks again. "Akaashi looks like he'd be good, but you've got thicker fingers." He glances down at Kuroo's hands, which happen to be linked together in front of him. He unlinks them. Grips the edge of the step he and Sugawara are sitting on. Swallows. Sugawara's eyes don't travel with his hands. "Perhaps they're a bit longer, too. Better for reaching hard to hit spots."

Now, Kuroo's really in trouble because, well, maybe he hasn't gotten that far with anyone. It's hard to when his tongue always ends up in knots as soon as he gets feelings - and he always gets feelings. But even without experience, he's glanced at enough porn to know what Sugawara's talking about there, and it's making heat rise to his face and sink further south. He swallows again and it's more like a gulp. "That right?"

Sugawara hums assent, he's looking at the sky now and Kuroo watches the bob of his Adam's apple as he talks. "Imagined it, too." His voice dips, not enough to do anything so corny as turn into a purr, but enough that Kuroo raises one knee to hide the effect Sugawara's having on him from any passers by. "Hand on my dick, lips on my neck as I arch into you. Do you prefer to suck with a condom or without?"

He pauses enough for Kuroo to stammer something that isn't so much words as a verbal keysmash and, thankfully, decides to continue.

Which isn't the mercy Kuroo hoped for, because now Sugawara's looking at him, with eyes that are soft and kind, speaking in a voice that is casual but firm and he's hot. "There are advantages to either, I'm clean, of course, but you won't have to worry about whether to spit or swallow, or just let me come with only your hand and not get it everywhere-" Sugawara continues, but all Kuroo can hear is let me come with only your hand.

Sugawara has the kind of beauty that comes from knowing every inch of his skin. Kuroo's only just starting to get that back, following growth spurt after growth spurt, each one hitting just as his comfort was returning and right now he's once again all thumbs and gangly, barely able to keep himself still, his dick is starting to feel uncomfortable in his jeans and if Sugawara keeps talking like he is there's no way he's getting to a bathroom in time for his dignity to remain intact. Hell, Sugawara would be better going after Bokuto, he's got nicer muscles, doesn't walk into things when he sees someone he likes (that often) and would be able to keep his cool better than this.

"So, would you like to?"

"Yes," flies out of Kuroo's mouth before he can stop it. But who the fuck would turn down that opportunity.

"In that case, I think you'd better kiss me." Sugawara's smile could rule the world if he used even half his charm.

Edited (sorry,,, I keep seeing things. ) 2015-06-05 14:19 (UTC)

AAAAAH I LOVE IT!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH :'DD

perfectly heartbreaking, and so well-written, aaaaaaah

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Bonus Round 1: Quotes

Bonus Round 1: Quotes

Re: FILL: Team Nanase Haruka/Tachibana Makoto, T

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, T

PROMPT: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou

PROMPT: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO

Re: FILL: TEAM YOWAMUSHI PEDAL, G

Re: FILL: TEAM YOWAMUSHI PEDAL, G

Re: FILL: Team Fukutomi Juichi/Kinjou Shingo, G

Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, E

Re: PROMPT: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU

FILL: TEAM YOWAMUSHI PEDAL, G

Re: PROMPT: TEAM TSUKISHIMA KEI/YAMAGUCHI TADASHI

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T

Re: FILL: TEAM HINATA SHOUYOU/KOZUME KENMA, G

Re: FILL: TEAM Aoyagi Hajime/Izumida Touichirou, G

Re: PROMPT: TEAM MANAMI SANGAKU/TESHIMA JUNTA

PROMPT: TEAM HAIKYUU!!

Re: FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, G

FILL: TEAM TSUKISHIMA KEI/YAMAGUCHI TADASHI, G

FILL: TEAM TSUKISHIMA KEI/YAMAGUCHI TADASHI, T

PROMPT: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU

Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND

Re: Prompt: Team Haikyuu!!

FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, E

FILL: Team Haikyuu!!, E

Re: PROMPT: TEAM TSUKISHIMA KEI/YAMAGUCHI TADASHI