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Bonus Round 1: Quotes
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!
FORMAT
Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.Required Work Minimums:
- 400 words (prose)
- 400px by 400px (art)
- 14 lines (poetry)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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!
Prompt: Team Tachibana Makoto/Yamazaki Sousuke
"I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend
Sometimes you're better off alone
But if you change your mind, you know where I am
And never did I think that I,
Would be caught in the way you got me
Girls love girls! and boys!
And love is not a choice"
- "Girls/Girls/Boys" by Panic! At the Disco
*hums innocently*
no subject
no subject
FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, E 1/2
Wordcount: 3007
"You should join us."
Michimiya mentions it at a bar, a night where Daichi, Shimizu and Michimiya had all gone out for drinks after a rough week of classes. Daichi always liked seeing the two girls, and even on the nights that Suga and Asahi couldn't join, he found himself coming out anyway, relaxing in the warm air of the bar and the good conversation, the familiarity between them comfortable. Easy.
Michimiya and Shimizu started dating right after graduation, had apparently been spending a lot of time together after the girls volleyball team lost their first game of the tournament. Suga hadn't been surprised.
Daichi had been, a little bit, but after seeing the two of them together, it started to make more sense. Daichi had watched Shimizu open up a more than the subtle ways he'd seen back in the volleyball club, seen her smile a little bigger and joke around a little louder, and Michimiya all but glowed when she was around her.
( At first, Daichi had almost been jealous - wondered if Michimiya had ever looked like that when they'd dated, but the thought was gone as quickly as it came.
She was happy, they both were, and that was all he really needed. )
Still, the comment brought a kind of silence to their conversation- a moment, and then another, passing between friends. Daichi looks between the two girls, eyes a bit wide, unsure if Michimiya was being serious or if she was just making a joke.
Shimizu’s eyes are on her drink, intentionally so, and is Daichi seeing that flush creep out over her cheeks or-
“S-sorry, what?” He stammers out, looking over to Michimiya with a smile that expects to hear the butt of the joke follow at its own expense. Michimiya just grins at him, leans down to whisper something in Shimizu’s ear, squeezes her hand, all the while her eyes never leave his.
Suddenly, Daichi feels too hot for the room, for his own skin, and Michimiya bursts out in laughter.
“Not now, Daichi, it’s okay.” And that had been it. Like it wasn’t ever mentioned, like it wasn’t ever brought up.
It’s another two weeks, before he gets that text, a simple so do you remember when I mentioned…
It’s an odd night for Daichi, some kind of momentary courage overshadowing his usual sense of uncertainty. He tells her yeah, if you two are and Michimiya sends back a smile, and a half hour later, a what are you doing this weekend?
He shows up at their apartment Friday night, after his shift at the bookstore and a shower. Michimiya had told him not to bring anything, that there was nothing to worry about because she had it covered and that they both were very, very excited.
Daichi feels his stomach turn, slowly, as he knocks at the door.
Because this is ridiculous. This is unheard of. He is standing at the door to his ex-girlfriend’s apartment, with her girlfriend inside, waiting to join a threesome. He has half a mind to turn around, half a mind to leave, before the door opens and standing before him is Shimizu.
For a moment, they just stand there, forgetting to breathe. But then she smiles, something shy but also confident, something small but loud, and Daichi feels the tension leave his shoulders.
“Hi.” She says, still standing there. Daichi, not quite realizing what he’s doing, stares. Realizes, like how you realize you still know how to ride a bike, to dive, to drive after so long, that she is breathtakingly beautiful.
“Hi.” He says back, just in time for the door to be pulled open and for Michimiya to lean out, to look between them and laugh, light and airy.
“Are you two going to come in? And hey, don’t flirt with my girlfriend unless I’m there!” She punches Daichi lightly on the shoulder before grabbing Shimizu’s hand and pulling her back inside. Daichi follows, the nerves he’d been nursing falling away, letting the night take its course.
Through the kitchen, where they each get a drink, chat a little about their week. Michimiya mentions how long its been since they’ve seen the other boys, pokes fun at how much time Daichi seems to be hanging out with just girls, and before he really understands the logistics of it, they’re in their bedroom.
“It’s okay.” Michimiya keeps muttering, smiling, setting her hands on Daichi’s chest and looking up to meet his eyes. Daichi must seem a little nervous, must be a little nervous, considering how quickly her hands are rising and falling where they’ve settled on his chest. She smiles, and it does help, watching him. “Daichi, it’s okay. We talked about this, we’re both on board if you are.” Daichi’s eyes flit over to where Shimizu is sitting on the bed to their right, watching with a fond, but also slightly heated, look. Michimiya sets her hands on his jaw, turns him back to face her. “We’re only going to do this if you want to.”
Daichi settles a little more, then. Meets her eyes and sees the same look he had gotten used to at one point in time. Sees the gentle and bright and warm feel of it all. His hands finally settle on her waist, then, firmer than it had been back in high school, back before she’d really grown into herself and who she was and what she wanted. He nods, once, calmer, giving her a reassuring smile, and just as he opens his mouth to answer her she leans up on her toes to kiss him.
He remembers what this felt like before - when they were young and inexperienced. Remembers how long it took before they weren’t laughing every time they tried to kiss, before he knew where to put his hands and she knew how to tilt her chin. This time, it’s different, only because it lacks that familiar air of uncertainty, but Daichi doesn’t mind. Michimiya leans in, and she’s warm, hot, as she licks back between his teeth.
It has been a while since he did something like this, even longer since it was with her, and he finds himself needing more time just to keep up then really taking charge. By the time he feels like he can start to match, to kiss back Michimiya is pulling away and the glint in her eye sends shivers down his back.
He decides that maybe letting her keep that control won’t be so bad.
She pulls him back and sits him on the bed, kissing him once more before she turns back to Shimizu. Daichi doesn’t know how long it was they were kissing, but he knows Shimizu was watching. Michimiya steps over to her girlfriend and sets her hands on each side of her cheeks, pressing her forehead against Shimizu’s and muttering something. The moment suddenly feels more intimate, and Daichi feels almost as though he is an unwanted visitor, before Michimiya leans in to kiss her.
There’s something different about watching a couple kiss- when it’s out in public, Daichi tends to feel more awkward than anything, the display of affection cute but not necessary. Watching them here, in the confines of their own bedroom, he feels something hot curl in his gut. It’s mesmerizing, watching them move in sync, hearing the soft noises he’s sure they’ve become accustomed to.
They’re both beautiful, and he’s a bit taken aback by it. Right up until, a few moments later, Michimiya breaks that kiss and turns to look at him. She smiles, but it’s a smile Daichi knows all too well, a smile that has him hesitating, for just a moment, before she reaches out her hand.
“Daichi- come here.”
He stands, and makes his way over to them (just a couple of steps, but for whatever reason it takes much longer, like walking through water) just as she turns Shimizu to face him, setting her chin on her girlfriend’s shoulder. The smile is still there, but Daichi’s attention turns to Shimizu, who still seems a bit nervous, but warming up. He gives her a smile of her own, which seems to work in relaxing her a little more. “Now you two.” Michimiya says, looking up from Shimizu’s shoulder to Daichi, and it makes a little more sense.
A red tint spreads out over Shimizu’s cheeks, and Daichi feels the same happen to him, but he chuckles softly - they’re actually doing it, this is actually happening - as he leans in to brush his lips against her’s, waits for her to respond before continuing.
Shimizu sighs, softly, before leaning more into it. Daichi feels her hands rest on his chest, her body lean in to his, and he takes it as the permission he was looking for.
Kissing Shimizu is different - because it’s not as though Daichi hasn’t thought about it before. Back in high school, before and after his relationship with Michimiya, he wondered what Shimizu would kiss like. Wondered what, when she finally decided she wanted to date someone, her reactions would be. It’s different, because he’s thought about it, thought about her shy mannerisms and her nervous tendencies, but now? Now she kisses him with a kind of confidence he hadn’t expected. She doesn’t push up against him, like Michimiya, but she doesn’t fall away from him either. A solid, but soft, pressure against his lips.
They kiss, and Daichi loses himself in it, kisses Shimizu like he can’t kiss Michimiya with their familiar ways and understanding of each other. Shimizu moans, soft and breathy into his mouth, and Daichi responds. Reaches out with his hands to settle them on her lips.
A few moments later Shimizu breaks the kiss, tilting her head back in another breathy moan, and Daichi’s eyes widen when he realizes it is Michimiya’s hands that are moving under Shimizu’s shirt, massaging her breasts through her bra, and the thought alone has his neck getting hot. He doesn’t notice that he’s pulling back until he feels a hand bunch in his shirt, pull him foreward, Shimizu’s eyes heavy and half-lidded, but determined.
“Sawamura-ku-”
“Just Daichi.” He talks over her, leaning back to kiss her again. “Please.”
Shimizu smiles, nods, but then gasps and lets her body fall back against Michimiya’s. Daichi meets Michimiya’s eyes, a silent understanding of who to focus on for now, and how, before actually pulling back.
Just briefly, though. Enough to pull his shirt over his head the same moment Michimiya pulls Shimizu’s off. Daichi returns with his lips on Shimizu’s and his hands on her sides, her waist, as Michimiya lets go to take care of her own shirt, and then all at once, they were in sync.
Hands roamed over every inch of every body they could reach, Daichi remembers kissing Shimizu, then her neck, then finding Michimiya reaching out with a hand in his hair to pull him closer. They fall to the bed at some point, and Daichi finds himself spread out over the mattress, kissing Shimizu as his hands palm at her breasts, feeling Michimiya’s hands on his jeans before those too are gone.
When he takes a moment to breath, he notices that both girls have also shed their shorts and underwear, Shimizu’s bra is unhooked as the fabric hangs loosely over her shoulders. Michimiya is pulling her’s off, her hands on Shimizu’s chest, her breasts, then her neck, and Daichi just watches. Everything slows down for a bit, Shimizu and Michimiya enjoying the taste of each other’s mouth, and Daichi enjoying just how into each other they are, how obvious it is that their bodies have become accustomed to the touch of each other’s fingers. They’re up on their knees on the bed, Daichi having to look up from the bed to watch them, but the view is incredible and he’s finding it hard to breathe when Michimiya gasps into Shimizu’s mouth.
He reaches out, sets his hand on the inside of Shimizu’s thigh, and tries to ignore the tightness of his own erection still inside his boxers. Ignores it in favor of the heat that travels down his chest while he’s watching them. Their kissing slows, their breathing loud, before Michimiya finally breaks the kiss to look down at Daichi and smile again.
“Kiyo.” Her eyes were darker, Daichi notices, than he’s ever seen them before. A kind of lust they hadn’t been ready for back in high school. He shifts, wanting to sit up, but something in the way her eyes dart back to him before they return to Shimizu make him stop. “I want to watch him.”
Daichi is sure both his and Shimizu’s heart stop. Michimiya smiles, kisses Shimizu’s brow, then her cheek, then her neck. “I want him to eat you out. Please?”
There’s a pause in the air, where Daichi feels hot but on hold all at once. He’s waiting for Shimizu’s reaction, waiting to see if she’d rather not, but Shimizu nods and Daichi, god, he feels that heat take over. Michimiya situates them, helps Shimizu step over and settle back on her knees, and Daichi swallows.
The smell is what he notices, first. Something warm and strong and new. He leans up, realizes that by the end of this his neck will most likely be sore and he won’t care at all, and licks a stripe along her, feels her shudder over him, around him, and after a breath Daichi leans back up into it. With his eyes closed, he’s more dependent on the sounds around him to know what’s happening - hears Shimizu moan his name a few times before, what he assumes is Michimiya kissing her, cuts her off. He feels her shudder with each breath, feels her body tense around him, but he continues with his tongue. Sucking along the skin that he can reach, one hand reaching up to press into her with his tongue, and the other elbow holding him up.
He barely is able to keep track of Michimiya, up until he feels her hands tug off his boxers. Feels her fingers wrap around him and stroke three, four, five times. He’s hard, closing on painful, and he feels himself groan up into the folds of Shimizu’s clit - in turn, making her moan from the vibration of it.
It’s not until he feels a condom being wrapped around him that he starts to put together where her brain is headed, hears her talking to him about something, words garbled around the pressure of her fingers and the tightness in his head, his gut.
When she sits down over him, he just about sees stars, falling back down on the bed to catch his breath. He does hear Michimiya laugh, then. Looks out through Shimizu’s spread legs to see Michimiya grinning at him, her knees spread over his waist and one hand behind her for balance. “Don’t stop, Daichi. She’s almost there.” And he remembers Shimizu, feels her thighs trembling around his head.
He just catches Michimiya reaching out to Shimizu as he leans back up, feels them lean towards each other and images what they must look like - lips interlocked, bodies hot, as Michimiya starts a rhythm down on him and he returns to Shimizu, to the heat and sex and smell that threatens to overwhelm him. He gives in, after a particular moan from above him, something close to a whine and a groan and something else entirely. Gives in completely, letting his saliva and her fluid travel down his neck.
Time passes, but he could be assed to know how much, too lost in the sounds and taste and smells. To lost on the warmth of Michimiya around him, falling and rising again and again, his own hips arching up to meet her, to help. He can feels Shimizu start to twitch and tighten around him just as soon as he feels close himself, getting closer and closer to that edge.
Shimizu jerks, and Daichi feels the tightness in his gut crescendo, so he lets go - the sounds of three separate orgasms following each other so closely, it might as well have been timed.
FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, E 2/2
Daichi turns, letting Shimizu’s body shift back against his chest and his arm fall over her waist. He turns, and catches eyes with Michimiya, who has settled her head on the pillow at his eye level, right over Shimizu’s head. She smiles, and he smiles back, watching as she lifts her head just enough to reach forward and kiss him.
He wonders if she can taste her girlfriend on his tongue, but the thought starts to make him feel a bit too warm all at once, so he pushes it away. He knows she can’t read his mind, but the grin she has when she pulls away makes him question that fact. Just for a moment.
“That was nice.” She says, as she settles back down against the pillow. Shimizu makes a noise, something like a content hum, her fingers intertwined with Michimiya’s hand against the bed. Daichi chuckles softly, tiredly, as he lets that heaviness creep up his legs.
“Yeah.” He agrees, liking the way the bed smells like both of them. All three of them. He blinks and sees Michimiya watching him. “Really nice.”
She laughs as well, before reaching out with her free hand to run her fingers through his damp hair. “Sleep.”
So he does.