Bonus Round 5: Remixes

[referees]

Bonus Round 5: Remixes

SASO 2016 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).


Congrats, this is the home stretch! You've worked hard and created hundreds of fanworks for sports anime fandom to enjoy. This round encourages you to look back at everything the SASO has made and use it as inspiration.

This round ends at 7PM on August 8 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

• Choose a fanwork created by other participants in a previous main or bonus round of SASO and create a new piece based on it. You could create a fanart of another work, an FST inspired by a piece’s style, retell another person’s fanfic from another point of view, create a new fanfic inspired by a great piece of art... go wild!
• You cannot remix your teammates' works.
• 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 a 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)

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 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), and LINK to the original work you are remixing 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 fills as you want!

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.

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

Comments

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

Gif warning
for this fill by psiten who gave permission in the remix post

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

[psiten]

Oh, your depiction of Sanada is so glorious. And Atobe in the spotlight... <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I need to invent a way to put gifs in a book so I can put your gifs in a book. These are all so wonderfulll...!

FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[araakita]

Remix of this fill by hapaxlegomenon, who gave blanket permission.

Your fill kind of wrecked me, just so you know :')

Warnings: Well, it's a Hunger Games au so character death, violence, angst, emotional breakdown, mentions of self-harm
Words: 1000


Arakita throws open the door to the room Fukutomi is in before he will be taken to the Capitol, be taken from him.

Everything he feels is so jumbled and rushing around all at once—anger, sadness, guilt.

(Especially guilt, as he had witnessed Fukutomi's family in the hall, his mother looking like she was trying not to cry, and the knots in Arakita's stomach feel like they've increased tenfold because it should be him in that room, not Fukutomi.)

"Fuku-chan—" Arakita starts as soon as the door closes behind him. His voice sounds strangled, and he can feel the tears behind his eyes again, knows he won't be able to hold them back.

"Yasutomo, I—"

For a split second, Arakita considers punching him for being so reckless, for sacrificing his own life for Arakita's—and he probably would if these weren't possibly the last few minutes Arakita will ever spend with him—but he rushes forward, hugs Fukutomi tightly.

"Fuku-chan... You're a fucking idiot." He rests his forehead against Fukutomi's shoulder, feels the tears slipping down his cheeks. "It should be me. It should—"

He's already told Fukutomi he didn't have to do this, that he shouldn't have, and hates that he did. He hates that Fukutomi loves him enough to throw his life away for him, to protect him.

(Maybe, Arakita tells himself, maybe falling in love in the first place had been a horrible decision. But then, he thinks that he could never regret loving Fukutomi or the time they've spent together, despite the sudden transformation from the fluttering of his heart in his chest to the feeling that someone's driven a knife through it.)

"Yasutomo." Fukutomi's fingers curl in the hair at the base of Arakita's neck. He gently tilts his head upward so they're looking at each other, really looking at each other this time. "Yasutomo..."

Arakita almost lets out a sob when he hears the hitch in Fukutomi's voice, the way it cracks the slightest bit—something Arakita has never really heard from him—but swallows it with a kiss. A messy and desperate kiss that very well could be their last.

He promises to himself that he's done crying, though. If Fukutomi is strong enough to do this, then Arakita will be strong too.

"You're stronger than anyone else I know," Arakita says, grabbing Fukutomi's face. "You can win, Fuku-chan. You can win and come back home. I know you can!"

"I'll try," Fukutomi says, an echo of his refusal to promise Arakita his life at the Reaping, a refusal to promise that he will win and that he will come back home to Arakita safe, alive.

Arakita doesn't know why he still had hoped for a promise. Fukutomi has always been practical and straightforward, if anything. He doesn’t lie, won't mislead someone with quelling words that can eventually shatter. But even if Fukutomi won’t promise Arakita his life and safety, Arakita knows that if Fukutomi says he’ll try, he means it. He’ll fight like hell to make it home.

So he'll hold onto that hope, praying that it will be true. That it will be enough.

...

"I love you." Arakita holds onto him tightly, kisses him again, even as a Peacekeeper is trying to pull him from Fukutomi's arms. "I love you, Fuku-chan!"

"I love you too, Yasutomo," Fukutomi says as they're pulled apart, as the warmth of Arakita's skin leaves his fingertips.

"Win! Come home—!" Arakita pleads one last time as he's thrown out of the room. The door slams behind him and Fukutomi faintly hears the shout of "Fuku-chan!" muffled by the door now separating them.

...

(The pain is overwhelming, but along the edges of it are vague snippets of memories—a cruel juxtaposition of muddled and tangible, something but not enough—of Arakita. Of his face. Of his laugh. Of his smile. Of his kisses and his I love yous. Of brief flashes of everything they've shared together.

Of his words.

At the Reaping:

"Don't die."

Their last time together:

"Win! Come home—!"

He hadn't been able to do it, had fought but hadn't been strong enough.

Sorry Yasutomo—Fukutomi's last coherent thought before the pain and imminent death completely consumes him.)

...

There's no hope of anything returning to any semblance of even mildly okay after the Games. Arakita doesn't see how any of this can ever be okay.

First he feels anger, pure and burning inside of him, so much so that he'd recklessly fight anyone who stands in his way.

Then, vengeful. He wants all the Capitol bastards to fucking pay for using them as entertainment, for taking Fukutomi from him.

Then, sadness, overwhelming and all consuming, ever-present. For what he's lost, for what they've lost. For everything they never got a chance at. For all the time that should have been theirs that has been stolen.

Finally, guilt. So much so that he often wakes in the middle of an already menial few hours of sleep that he only gets after passing out, images of Fukutomi's death fresh in his mind, reminders that Arakita should be the dead one, not Fukutomi.

Sometimes there are tears on his face, cold sweat on his skin. Sometimes he screams. Sometimes he digs his nails into his palms until they bleed, wondering what would have happened if his name had been in there one less time, muttering apologies that his name had been pulled, even though the one they're meant for will never even hear him.

It will be okay, people say to try and soothe him, but they're wrong. It won't be okay. It will never be okay. Maybe the sharp and unbearable pain will fade to a dull ache, maybe Arakita won't have nightmares every night, maybe he'll move on even if that initially seems impossible.

But the ache of what happens will always reside in his chest, even years after it's over. The Games don't end. Their finish doesn't change the reality of it, doesn't dismiss anything that's happened.

It never will.

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

Gif warning
for this fill by vdt who gave permission in the remix post

FILL: Team Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta, G

[kiriska]

No warnings apply.
Sousuke & Pyunsuke (Free!)

Remix of this fill by krankran. (Blanket permission here)

1 minute, 44 seconds of audio, cover of "First Love" by Utada Hikaru. I had no idea what octave I wanted to sing in.

I was supposed to let the beetle go
But it wouldn't leave its jar, no
The forecast said rain, so I took it home

The next day I went out to try it again
But no matter the time, he would stay in his jar
No matter what I did he just wouldn't go

Very slowly things began to change
Bit by bit, I fed you jelly, and I got a terrarium
You can look sort of cute against the glass
I think I know now that you'll never leave
No matter what, oh well, I guess I can be okay with that
We'll just have to be sure to never tell Momo

[swiftling]

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU OH MY GOD

FILL: TEAM SAWAMURA DAICHI/SUGAWARA KOUSHI, G

[swiftling]

drugs (over the counter medication), mental health issues (depression), angst

original work: asahi/noya, T by iwaizumemes. I'm sorry too

It'll hurt him, it'll hurt him. Those three words had been on repeat in Nishinoya's brain for the last three days but nothing he did made it go away.

He spent two days in bed, and on the second day Asahi came home early, with soup and medicine and Noya's favorite movie and the tears were running down his cheeks before he noticed them leave his eyes.

FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, T

[supreme_thunderrr]

Based on this adorable Ponyo AU by winterstuck who gave permission to remix this post

Rated T for vague mention of intimacy
847 words, Pairing: SouMako
[I'm sorry I turn cute things into angst things because I'm an asshole]




Makoto still dreams of the ocean.

The dreams he has are dark as raven wings.

His brothers dance around him, their fins sharp as knives, cutting through the deep black waters of the ocean, drawing phantom blood from his skin.


You’re not supposed to be here, Makoto.

This is a stolen life.

Thief.

Thief.

Thief.



He wakes up from his dreams shuddering uncontrollably, choking on the air in his lungs.

On such nights, he wanders down to the shore, leaving Sousuke alone in their bed, and lets himself feel homesick for a place that never felt like home.



He walks down to the edge of the coast, sits on the wet sand, lets the incoming tide lash at his skin.

Waves dance in the summer night’s breeze, distorting the silvery reflection of a myriad stars in the ocean’s black mirror.

Doubt curdles Makoto’s blood, and he hugs himself close, thinking of the years that have passed since the kiss that sealed his fate.

Such an innocent little thing, with such everlasting consequences.



Not that he hasn’t been happy in this little house on a cliff by the ocean.

He has been happier here than he could ever have imagined.

He is loved and cared for and cherished.

Sousuke promised him everlasting love with the kiss that bound them together, and he has been as good as his word.

Then why is it that Makoto feels his heart grow heavy at the thought of a life he so willingly gave up?

There is no answer to the question eating away at his heart.

It feels like losing faith in something he has believed in his whole life.

It leaves a gaping hole in his soul, and drowns him in an uncertainty he cannot overcome.

Before dawn, he brushes away the anxiety and the heaviness of the burden he bears, returning to Sousuke’s side, as always.



When Sousuke wakes up, Makoto is smiling beside him, looking at him with such tender love in his eyes, stroking his hair gently.

But there is something not quite right with that smile.

The older they grow, the more Sousuke becomes aware of the distance between them, opening up like a black chasm, threatening to tear them apart.

It frightens him and it fills him with a pain he cannot express.

Even with Makoto’s body writhing under him, their beings connected with each other, as close as close can be, there are certain nights on which Sousuke feels that Makoto isn’t his anymore.

That Makoto has crossed some invisible borderland, straying into a landscape where Sousuke cannot follow him anymore.

Sousuke’s kisses reek of desperation then, as he tries to relive that first time, when they promised to love each other, with the ocean and the earth and the sky as their witnesses.

But it feels empty, lacking meaning.

It feels like there’s no going back.


But then he looks at Makoto, and at the green eyes gazing at him with a sad smile, and he remembers.

And he never wants to forget.

Never.


Sousuke is going to love Makoto forever.

Until the end of everything.

Until he is less than a handful of scattered ashes, consumed by death.

And even then, he knows his soul will find Makoto’s.

It’s more than a promise, more than a kiss- this love they share.

And Sousuke has never been one to accept defeat so easily.



Makoto lingers by the ocean at night, watching the moon rise.

He does not even remember what his heart aches for anymore.

His hands tremble and he feels lost.

Lost and alone.



Sousuke sits down next to him without a sound.

A strong arm embraces Makoto’s waist, and he leans his head against Sousuke’s shoulder.



“Do you remember the first time we kissed Makoto? Our first time alone together? Our first proper kiss?”

“Of course I do.”

“Remember what I told you that night, afterwards?”

“Yes.”

“Should I say it again? Do you need me to say it again?”

“I…”



Sousuke leans in and whispers a few hushed words in Makoto’s ear.

Makoto turns to look at Sousuke, his eyes shining with the moon and the ocean, and with the love bursting like fireworks inside his heart.

Of course he remembers those words.

How could he ever forget?

The words that really, truly anchored him to Sousuke.

More than the promise they made as children, more than the kiss that sealed their fate.

He lets himself be swept up in Sousuke’s lingering, sweet kisses, no longer desperate and hurried.

He surrenders himself to Sousuke’s embrace, his breath turning ragged from the friction between their bodies.



The moon hangs low in the sky- a bright yellow lantern lighting up the bleak night.

The words Makoto and Sousuke whisper to each other, renewing their vow, are swept away by the ocean-bound breeze and scattered to the stars twinkling in the sky.



I would have followed you into the ocean, Makoto. I would have done anything to be with you.

I know, Sousuke.

Because I love you.

I know. I love you too.

Re: FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, T

[winterstuck]

WHEN I SAW THE ANGST WARNING I FEARED THE WORST

But this was really sweet! I'm glad they reconciled in the end ahh I am such a sucker for happy endings <3 <3 <3 Thank you for this fill!!

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, G

[fullofjoy]

No content warnings apply 414 words

Based on this fill by kiriska

I want to write better so I can do fic of both of them as mermen... this became something different than what I thought but I can't write lewd, let alone mermen lewd.

----

“Why do we have to go there? We could just do that around here.”

“Oh come on, Haru! Where is your spirit of adventure?”

“Must’ve left it at home.”

Unlike Rin, Haru had no interest in the human world or anything that belonged to it. He preferred the depths far below without even a shadow of their ships travelling overhead. Everyone else preferred it that way, down here where it was safe from their nets and meddling.

But Rin, the kind who always wanted to see new things, could never resist popping his head above the surface, even as a little kid. Time and again his family would show how worried they were, but after a while of laying low, Rin sure enough was rooting around human wreckage again. Not only did he have to risk himself, he always came to Haru to drag him into it. Haru didn’t understand what Rin saw in it all when life in the deep ocean is all they could ever need.

Rin swam over Haru, making that face that Haru came to knew meant he wasn’t going to get this go so easily. Haru only grimaced more. But to keep up an unshakable look, he refused to back up.

“Weren’t you the one complaining about having no alone time?” Rin said, swimming right into Haru’s metaphorical personal bubble. Their noses were close enough to almost touch, and Haru tried to not let himself get taken in by those intense red eyes. “No one else is gonna be around there!”

“Except you. And that still doesn’t mean I want to mess with things made by humans.”

“You don’t have to mess around with it, just come along while I do!”

“Can’t you bother someone else into this?”

“Kisumi is busy and you know everyone else is gonna tattle!”

Something about those rational reasons irked Haru. He thought that Haru was always Rin’s first choice in these ridiculous adventures… Still, Rin wasn’t going to move any time soon, and it wasn’t like Haru had much else to do.

“Fine. Just to make sure you don’t get in trouble.” Maybe Haru was a touch interested in seeing something new… but mostly it was just that-- someone needed to keep Rin out of too much trouble.

Not needing to hear it twice, Rin grabbed Haru by the wrist.

“Then let’s go!”

Pulled along in the water, Haru sighed. Why did such a handsome fellow half-fish man have to be so troublesome?

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, T

[winterstuck]

Gif warning, sort of jump scare?, creepy stuff
for this fill by nobetterpicture who gave permission in the remix post

have a link

Re: FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, T

[nobetterpicture]

SCARIER THAT FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S

but oh my god lasjdhflkajdf I LOVE THIS A LOT it's so perfect, poor baby Imaizumi having to deal with this every night

FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, G

[supreme_thunderrr]

Based on this gorgeous piece of art by winterstuck who gave permission to remix it

No content warnings apply
Format: Poetry, 21 lines
Pairing: MakoHaru



Do you remember

The first time I took your hand

Reaching out for the calm reflected in your eyes

The strength of your smile

Our fingers laced together-

Fire flashed through my veins at your touch

And I was lost to myself



I’ve measured my life in days spent walking beside you

And the sound of my name in your voice

In my dreams, the ocean sings your name-

A wordless hymn of my only faith

I would rather drown in the green of your eyes

Than swim the ocean’s blue depth

Free as free can be



The ache of unspoken longing-

I would have you all to myself

Your bones, your eyes, your heart, your soul

I whisper my love to you as you sleep

Wishing to curse you

With the burden of my heart

Wanting to make you mine eternally

Re: FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, G

[winterstuck]

*____________*

Ahh, this was beautiful~~~ The imagery, that last stanza, you're amazing thank you so much for writing this wonderful poem <3!!!

FILL: Team Fukutomi Juichi/Kinjou Shingo, T

[blueminuet]

Tags: Really really bad singing? ;;;;

Remixing this fill by stereosymbiosis , but it could also relate to this fill on the same prompt by kiriska , because there's not proof that this ISN'T taking place in a universe where Naruko and Imaizumi are BOTH Dr. Horrible...

I'm going to go die of embarrassment now...

Link (Let me know if the link gives you problems...)

Lyrics:

MIKI
So they say Naruko's become an all-rounder
He's flashy, and climbing up the ranks.

AYA
(spoken)
About time!

NARUKO GROUPIES
So they say that it's real love,
so romantic!
He signed this!

ONODA
So they say we have a chance of winning the Interhigh
thanks to you.

NARUKO
Thanks to me!

MIKI AND AYA
(both)
It's the perfect story
(AYA)
So they say!
(MIKI)
A hero leading the way.
(both)
Naruko's call to glory.
(MIKI)
Let's all do our best!
(AYA)
Wait, he’s gay?

NARUKO GROUPIES
So they say they’ll be friends life.
They say he has a great cadence
and he can’t be beat.
We have a problem with him!
This is his hair!

NARUKO
This is so nice.
I just might sleep with the same cyclist twice.
They say it's better the second time,
they say you get to do the weird stuff.

MAKISHIMA NARUKO GROUPIES
We do the weird stuff!

ONODA
This is perfect for me,
so they say.
I guess it's pretty OK.
After years with no friends
have I finally found a way?

SUGIMOTO
(spoken)
He's still not picking up.

IMAIZUMI and ONODA
There's no happy ending,
so they say.

IMAIZUMI
Not for me anyway.

ONODA
Should I
(both)
stop pretending

IMAIZUMI
Take a chance you build a brand new day.

ONODA
Or is this a brand new day?

NARUKO GROUPIES
This is his dry-cleaning bill!
Four sweater-vests!


I imagine that Onoda is mostly upset about the rivalry going on between them, not really about Naruko being a jerk in itself. More like the rivalry is making both of them jerks. I'm OT3 trash, so I thought about this a lot while cringing at my voice...

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

[stereosymbiosis]

I LOVE IT

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

for this fill by swiftling who gave permission in the remix post

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[nobetterpicture]

remix of this fill by catlarks who gave blanket permission in the permission post!
No major warning outside of my voice?? cries

a solid minute of squeaky Toudou singing here as a cover of L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole, as my fills for this round go on to further ruin Toudou especially today, on the day of his birth

L- is for the way you look at me
(Hey- look at me! [clears throat])
O- is for the only one I see, besides me~
V- is very very, extraordinary
E- is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a ride for two
Two in love can make it
Take my headband- please don't break it
Love was made for me and
Well, love was made for me and
Love was made for me and y-
W-wait, Ara- Wait- I’m not- I’M NOT FINISHED, I SAID DON’T-

Unfortunately the audio cut off and we will never find out the fate of Toudou's love headband. A true tragedy.

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, T

[luckycricket33]

contains: bruises, scratches, implied sexual content?? they are nakey but no bits are showing
linking offsite anyway!

original fill by lin (dynamite/blanket permission given)

link to image

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings
additional tags: a... gun i guess??? also. prosthetic limbs.

remix of this fill by mels (blueminuet/blanket permission given) who went so! hard! in the star trek fill for me ;A;

Fill: Team Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga/Kise Ryota/Kuroko Tetsuya, rating G

[ali_kise]

based on this fill by squid_senpai_chan (blanket permission given)

no major content warnings


“I don’t think he saur-us.”


Run Izuki-san, RUN!

Re: Fill: Team Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga/Kise Ryota/Kuroko Tetsuya, rating G

[squid_senpai_chan]

THIS IS PERFECT YES

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[hapaxlegomenon]

Based on THIS BR1 fill by winterstuck. Blanket permission given on permissions thread.


Word Count: 460
Warnings: None.
Relationships: Hinata & Noya

People always underestimated them.

It was because they were small, and young-looking, and Hinata hated it, he couldn’t stand being treated like a child just because of his size. But then he’d met Nishinoya, and Nishinoya was a genius – so Hinata was learning to temper his indignant reactions and follow his senpai’s lead. Nishinoya was even smaller (to Hinata’s barely-contained glee) and he’d mastered the “I am just a new wide-eyed trainer who couldn’t possibly beat anyone in a battle wow I’m such an easy target” persona. Hinata wasn’t nearly as good at it yet, but getting better with every trainer they conned.

And what a beautiful con it was.

They’d find older, cocky trainers and bait them in with a gamble, the promise of money or food and pride for winning from the disadvantaged side of a two-against-one battle setup. And they’d start slow, Hinata would send out his Murkrow and Noya would send Voltorb, and they’d let it look like they were being beaten, act all dismayed and overwhelmed until Hinata’s favourite part, until he was bouncing on his toes and about to explode from excitement and they recalled their Pokémon and sent out Blaziken and Aggron and decimated their competition and ran off with their prizes.

Sometimes their angry marks tried to chase them down, but, well, they’d never met a trainer or Pokémon yet that could outrun Luxray, and Hinata liked to slow their progress and mess with them by sending Sandslash to trip them up with strategically-placed potholes or tree branches.

It was great. Good fun, good money, good training for their Pokémon (Karasu and Rolling Thunder had mischievous streaks longer than Hinata’s – almost as long as Nishinoya’s – and they loved faking out their opponents just as much as their trainers did. Blaziken and Aggron, for their parts, just liked to win).

Someday, Sugawara had said (with a grin that showed he only half meant it), they were going to get their butts kicked and regret everything. Nishinoya had just laughed and patted Hinata heavily on the back and proclaimed that they were far too good to let such a thing happen.

Unlike his friends, Suga knew when to quit. So he’d just shook his head indulgently and seen them off with a grin and a reminder and packs full of food that had been quickly augmented by the first cocksure trainer Hinata and Noya had happened to pass on the trail.

Hinata took the warning a bit more seriously. But it hadn’t happened yet, and as they rode away on Luxray from the last battle, laughing until their sides hurt, he figured that even when the time came and someone tripped them up in their own hustle… well. It would still be worth it.

Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[winterstuck]

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THANK YOU SO MUCH I loved this, every last bit, down to their Pokemon choices and the fact that they con cocky trainers out of money and food oh my godddddd

Their abundant food packs is totally what's going to get them noticed by Mukkun if anything I'm laughing just imagining it. Also have I mentioned how much I love you yet?

This was secretly the fill I wanted a remix from the most, and I had pretty much accepted that it wasn't going to happen, and then you come along WITH THIS AMAZING FILL I can't I'm so overcome w/ emotion rn and I'm so, so sorry all I've given you this round are terrible crack remixes I'm not worthy osakdf;awoea;i ''''''''''orz

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[hapaxlegomenon]

Based on THIS BR2 Aoyagi/Kenma fill by snuggy4589. Blanket permission given on permissions thread.

Word Count: 598
Warnings: None.
Relationships: Kenma/Aoyagi and Kuroo/Teshima

People tended to not understand their relationship.

Or, rather, people didn’t understand them. Their relationship made perfect sense, really – two quiet, unremarkable, boys doing quiet, unremarkable things; just together, now, when before they’d been alone, or in the shaded company of a louder friend (one with messy dark hair and a calculating smirk). So their classmates thought they understood, sort of, why Kenma and Aoyagi were together. After all, it was only natural for the quiet oddballs to eventually come together.

There were whispers about them, and Kenma was particularly aware of the way people would glance over and away again, but Aoyagi had never been especially bothered by what others thought of him. He took it upon himself to try to impart some of that confidence into his boyfriend – or, when he failed, to soothe away Kenma’s worries with silent reassurances, with gentle touches and soft kisses and just being together. So it wasn’t too bad. Kenma could deal with the unexpected and unwanted attention if it meant being with Aoyagi.

They really should have expected, though, the change in volume.

Between Kenma and Aoyagi, they could communicate comfortably and easily in near silence.

They could both communicate with their respective best friends near-silently, too.

What they’d failed to consider was that their best friends – well, neither was typically an especially quiet or reserved person.

“Oi, Kenma!”

“Hey Aoyagi!”

The two blonds looked at each other – Kenma shrugged, and Aoyagi grinned, and they turned together to watch Kuroo and Teshima bumping shoulders and trying to step on each other’s toes as they crossed the little courtyard to join Kenma and Aoyagi for lunch.

Kenma was a little jealous of Aoyagi, sometimes – because Kuroo’s greeting was a slap on the back and a ruffling hand in his hair, and as much as Kenma loved Kuroo, he wasn’t a particular fan of Kuroo’s need for persistent physical contact.

Teshima, on the other hand, just bumped Aoyagi’s fist and flopped down in the grass beside him – no hair-touching, no back-slapping. Kenma shot a glare at Kuroo, but he just smirked and wrapped a lazy arm around Kenma’s shoulders, laughing when he squirmed briefly and then gave up and slumped resignedly into Kuroo’s armpit.

Aoyagi leaned over to press a gentle kiss to Kenma’s cheek while he sulked. So maybe being trapped by Kuroo was alright.

“Gross,” Teshima teased, and laughed when Aoyagi gave him a stern look.

“Like you’re any better,” Kenma muttered, and he didn’t miss the way Teshima’s eyes crinkled fondly.

“Anyway,” Kuroo said with unnecessary volume. “Me’n Jun were thinking dinner and karaoke tomorrow night. There’s that new place that opened up near me and Kenma – you know, that one with the funny lights and the jukebox? We’re gonna go try it out. You blondies wanna come, too?”

Aoyagi glanced sideways at Kenma through a curtain of hair, then they both shook their heads once, decisively.

Teshima nodded, like he was expecting that answer, but Kuroo let his head droop back as he groaned disappointment.

“C’mon, guys, what’s the point of being bee-eff bee-eff-effs if we don’t even go on double dates?”

Aoyagi reached for Kenma’s hand and squeezed.

“Come to my place after,” Aoyagi said. “You can tell us about it.”

Kuroo shrugged his acceptance and slapped his hand into Teshima’s offered high five. Kenma felt himself relax a little, Kuroo warm at his back and Aoyagi’s thumb stroking along the back of his hand even as he engaged with Teshima in a deep discussion of their practice regimen.

Perfect, he thought, and squeezed Aoyagi’s hand.

Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[snuggy4589]

i'm dying. it's everything i could've hoped for. i can't write teshima, but you obviously can. ;u;

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[hapaxlegomenon]

Based on THIS BR1 AraTou fill by catlarks. Blanket permission granted in permissions post.

Word Count: 509
Warnings: Female Toudou
Relationships: AraTou

Arakita remembers, suddenly, their beginnings, and he barks out an unexpected burst of laughter that has Toudou peeking her head around the bathroom door, halfway through removing her make-up – her pretty face is smeared with misplaced colours and she’s already washed her eyebrows off, so the aristocratic arch is a little less than effective when she asks a curious “What?”

He grins. “Remember how much we used to hate each other?” To him, it’s a fond, funny memory, but Toudou rolls her eyes and huffs and returns to the bathroom to continue removing her face.

“What on Earth,” she calls, yelling at him from the other room in the way that Arakita hates, “made you think of that?”

Arakita shrugs automatically, realizes that she can’t see it from the bathroom (looking at nothing but her own reflection, probably, as usual, now that her hair is longer and her hips are wider and she looks exactly the way she’s always striven for), and he curses under his breath and roll-flops off of the bed to make his lazy way to the bathroom for a proper conversation.

“You’re the most stuck-up, insufferable person I’ve ever met,” he says, leaning casually against a wall while Toudou carefully peels off an eyelash. She pauses in her nightly ministrations to glare at him in the mirror. “You used to drive me nuts.”

“You still drive me nuts,” Toudou declares with a wave of a Q-tip. “I hate how rude you always are, you’d think you’d have learned manners by now.”

Arakita grins. “I hate that you always yell at me from the other room, like you expect me to drop everything as soon as you decide you want my attention.”

“I hate that you never do the laundry.”

“I hate that you wear so much make-up.”

“I hate that you have no appreciation for beauty.” She leans over the sink to splash water on her face, triumphant in her final word, and Arakita takes the chance to sneak up and wrap his arms around her waist, hands running up and down the soft curves there.

“I appreciate you,” he says, and Toudou bangs her forehead on the tap in surprise.

“That was suspiciously romantic,” she says, eyes narrow in the mirror. “Okay, what do you want?”

Arakita clicks his tongue and bites playfully at the back of Toudou’s neck. “Hah, you’re so untrusting. Who says I want anything?”

Toudou remains unconvinced. “Yasutomo, I love you, but you are even less romantic than Fuku. What do you want?”

“What, a guy can’t just say he appreciates his girlfriend?”

“Hmm, well I just never thought you would. I’d been starting to worry about your vision. After all, just look.” She takes a step back from the mirror – pushing Arakita behind her – and he watches her eyes travel up and down her own reflection, just a little bit too pleased. He noses into the hair at the back of her neck.

“I also don’t want to do the laundry,” Arakita says, and laughs at Toudou’s indignant screech.

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings
contains: food

sort of an epilogue to the original fill by mels (blueminuet/blanket permission given) again!! because! this is very lovely

FILL: team Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga/Kise Ryota/Kuroko Tetsuya, M

[egocentric_m09]

remix based on this wonderful fic by iwaizumemes who gave blanket permission!

Kind of sexual content for the second pic, guns

Re: FILL: team Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga/Kise Ryota/Kuroko Tetsuya, M

[iwaizumemes]

Omggggg that bottom photo too gosh!!!!!! So good I love this!!!

FILL: team Aomine Daiki/ Kagami Taiga/ Kise Ryota/ Kuroko Tetsuya, M

[egocentric_m09]

once again a remix based on a fic by iwaizumemes who gave blanket permission!

Mild nudity, cigarettes

Re: FILL: team Aomine Daiki/ Kagami Taiga/ Kise Ryota/ Kuroko Tetsuya, M

[iwaizumemes]

THIS IS GREAT OMG

AHHH I LOVE COSPLAY PAPSKJSHSG

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings
incredibly enough, there were actually a few ManaTe fills that weren't done by me or chess. this one is raz's grimdark manami (blanket permission given/username krankran)

Re: FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[krankran]

SCREAMING AND GESTURING

FILL: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI, G

[gabbiness]

No warnings apply.
Remix of this fill by miyukitty. Blanket permission given.

"Oh, it stopped raining..."

Re: FILL: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI, G

[kuramochi]

SHRIEKS I NEVER SAW THIS, IT'S SO CUTE. (...hi hahah, this was my prompt originally, i'm really psyched abt these two interacting ever so. thanks!!!!)

FILL: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI, G

[gabbiness]

No warnings apply.
Remix of this fill by psiten. Blanket permission given.



I just had to draw Hikaru and Sayuri after reading your fill!
It was just so beautiful! ;A;

Re: FILL: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI, G

[psiten]

Holy crap, where can I find an emoji that's wibbly enough?! This is SO CUTE?!! And the way Hikaru looks like he might cry, and Sayuri is just so happy?!

Thank you! I'll be over here in my corner, wiping away the wibbly tears... <3

FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G

[psiten]

no warnings
Words: 560

Remixing this piece of art the lovely winterstuck drew for me!! I hope you like it!

"Captain's log," Hikaru narrated into the microphone on his chair arm. "Star date 1701 point 1. These are the voyages of the starship Honinbou on her neverending mission--"

"Five year mission," Touya corrected. His science officer and First Officer had a commitment to precision that was really neverending, and just as endlessly fun to bait. "We're barely out of stardock, Captain. I know you're capable of being serious, so try to put some effort into it at least until we're on the frontier."

Pressing the delete button on his log entry, Hikaru grinned at his old friend. "You can call me Shindou still, Touya. You know, like you did up to the moment when you accepted the commission for this ship?"

"Not while we're on duty, Captain." He raised an eyebrow at the ensign at the con and the navigator trying to suppress their giggles, making a predictable point about discipline on board a starship.

Hikaru cleared his throat and tried to sound commanding. "Lt. Tsutsui, Ensign Fujisaki, as you were. Heading 36 mark 17, warp three."

"Yes, Captain!"

He could never regret asking for Touya as his First Officer, even if he had an infuriating insistence on protocol sometimes. Touya was the best! And, what was more, they'd be charting the stars in furthest reaches of the known universe, spending years on this ship away from ports of civilization except for regular stops to refit and resupply. And the life of a captain could be lonely, always trying to stay just aloof enough from the crew that they could respect your authority. Was it so wrong to want his best friend along so he didn't go stir-crazy? He didn't think so. And once a week had passed in the cold, lonely reaches of space, he was pretty sure Touya would get the stick out of his butt and agree with him. The proper facade never lasted long once Touya got a fire lit under his ass. Then they'd have some real fun, despite being in a tiny tin (okay, titanium and steel and copper and glass, lithium and tungsten and porcelain) vessel dwarfed by the vastness of not-quite empty possibility. The only question was how to get a rise out of him, and that wasn't even really a question.

"Pssst..." he hissed at Touya, who glared. Naturally. But no one else gave any hint of hearing. "When the watch is over, can I interest you in a game? I brought my board and stones."

"I can't believe you'd use your luggage allotment that way," Touya growled, and Hikaru honestly couldn't believe those words had come out of his friend's mouth. Touya Akira, calling Go stones a waste of space?! But then Touya leaned on the back of his chair, whispering, "My board and stones are clearly superior, and you had to know I'd bring them," with a smirk.

Hikaru laughed, nice and loud, and long enough for everyone on the bridge to wonder what the joke was. "Come on, Touya! What if we want to have a tournament among the officers! We can't do that with just one board!"

"Let's wait until we can be sure the other officers play Go before we plan a tournament, shall we?"

"You and me, rec room, 1900 hours."

"My board, Shindou."

The grin on Hikaru's face couldn't have been bigger. "You're on."

Re: FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G

[winterstuck]

I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

"My board and stones are clearly superior, and you had to know I'd bring them"
I am dead this is just so spot on and the Go is clearly best and surefire way to bait Touya

GO TOURNAMENT IN SPACE can we have an official spin-off of this ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

THANK YOU SO MUCH you write me the most beautiful and wonderful fills about things I never knew I wanted until now one day I will figure out your mind-reading magic =D