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 AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, E

[luckycricket33]

sexual content so i'm linking it offsite, like the last one, but, again, no bits are showing. ????? rating it up to be safe, again.

original by lin (dynamite/blanket permission given)

a ship i can't resist

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

[dynamite]

still screeching softly because why would you ever let manami near your junk (teshima truly loves to die)

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

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

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, T

[platina]

No major content warnings. Maybe a bit suggestive. Abuse of old memes.

Remix of dynamite's fill here.

Re: FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, T

[luckycricket33]

IM EXPIRING

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings

aftermath of this fill by samy nobetterpicture (blanket permission)

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

[nobetterpicture]

The days when Aoyagi looks back at his serious life choices

....but then remembers he has a great butt, so really, he can't blame Junta.

This is truly the best, thank you sljdhsjk

FILL: Team Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi, G

[stereosymbiosis]

No warnings
Word count: 439
based on this fill by catlarks, who has given blanket permission for remixes!

"Maki-chan looks happy," Rin says. Rin hadn't bothered toweling off after getting out of the pool, so the water drips from her bathing suit and sluices down her arms and legs, dribbling onto the pavement in between the pool chairs. Maki lounges in the chair next to hers, but she's dry and shaded under the umbrella, though her long, pretty legs are stretched out in the sunshine.

Maki turns her head away and purses her lips like she's trying not to smile. "Stop towering over me. I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're happy," Rin says, rocking forward on the balls of her feet, and she shakes her head so water rains down from her hair right onto Maki's face. Maki shrieks, a delighted sound that makes Rin's heart squeeze in her chest, and flails her legs and arms. Maki's hand slaps at Rin's leg, and Rin traps it between her own hands.

"Come on, come in the pool with me!" she urges, tugging Maki's hand, pulling her up into a seated position on the chair.

"No, I don't want to get wet."

"I mean...you're already wet," Rin says, tugging on Maki's hand again. Maki purses her lips again and looks at the pool, and Rin can tell that she's about to give in. After all these years, she knows what every look on Maki's face means, and she knows when her contrariness is getting in the way of what she really wants to do. Anyone else would probably get annoyed at having to urge Maki through her stubbornness, but Rin really doesn't mind. She thinks it's kind of...cute.

"Fine," Maki finally says, and Rin cheers, pumping her fists in the air. Maki rolls her eyes as she swings her legs off the lounge chair, but she's smiling, too, so Rin can tell she's not really annoyed.

Rin offers a hand to Maki before she gets out of the chair. "Milady," she says, taking a deep bow, like she's seen them do in movies.

"What are you doing?" Maki asks with a laugh as she stands up from her chair.

"I'm your knight! Duh! I have to treat you like the princess that you are!"

Maki blushes a deep red color and looks ahead, keeping her gaze resolutely away from Rin's. "Come on, let's get in the pool already."

"We're gonna have so much fun!" Rin says, lacing her fingers through Maki's and leading her to the pool. She turns her head back to catch Maki smiling, a soft little smile that she only has when she thinks nobody's looking.

"Yeah. Yeah, we are."

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings
original story by lira (blanket permission etc)



im sorry that my photos are getting worse and worse;;;

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[nobetterpicture]

No Major Warnings reposted because I forgot to add that!
remix of this TouMaki Wicked AU fill by who gave blanket permission for remixes!

okay so we all know that the wizard sings this song BUT IT FITS TOUDOU SO WELL ALRIGHT SO LET'S PRETEND IN THIS REMIX

Wonderful from Wicked, 2:28 of ridiculous acapella audio here

Toudou
I never asked for this
Or planned it in advance
I merely rode here
By the winds of chance
I never saw myself
As a Solomon or Socrates
I knew who I was:
One of your dime a dozen
Extreme beauties

Then suddenly I'm here
Respected - worshipped, even
Just because the students in Hakone
Needed someone to believe in
Does it surprise you
I got hooked, and all too soon?
What can I say?
I got carried away
And not just by the blueeeee (of my eyes)

Wonderful
They called me "Wonderful"
So I said "Wonderful" - if you insist
I will be "Wonderful"
(because I'm Wonderful)
And they said "Wonderful"

Believe me, it's hard to resist
'Cause it feels wonderful
They think I'm wonderful!
Hey, look who's wonderful -
This amazing climber is~

Who said: "It might be keen
To beat that hair of green
And create a wonderful road of rivalry~!"

(spoken)
See - I never had a lot of fans of my own. So, I guess I just - wanted to give the students of Hakone everything. So, me.

Makishima(spoken)
So you lied to them.

Toudou(spoken)
WHAT?! NO, MAKI-CHAN! Here in Hakone, we believe all sorts of things that aren't true. Like Izumida saying Andy and Frank are real. We call it - "history."

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

[ali_kise]

based on this work by demfeeeels (blanket permission given)

no warnings apply


Because I missed you, you idiot!



"I can’t believe you still have those pictures, Haru!"
"You don’t have them?"



"Let’s do this again. Soon."
"Y-Yeah, sure."

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

[demfeeeels]

!!!!! I CAN'T BREATHE THIS IS ABSOLUTELY FUCKING GORGEOUS. I...I just love this so much omg ;A; Thank you very much! ^^

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/IZUMIDA TOUICHIROU, G

[luckycricket33]

no major content warnings

remix of a fill by winterstuck (blanket permission given)



POPULAR!

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

[stereosymbiosis]

this is so cute!!!

FILL: TEAM AOYAGI HAJIME/TESHIMA JUNTA, G

[nobetterpicture]

remix of this tsukkiyama fill by iwaizumemes who gave blanket permission for bonus round fills!
No Major Warnings repost because I forgot the no warning tag! 186 words, 34 lines
this is sadly a lot of just...my feelings about tsukkiyama, but the origin fill hits my headcanon for them so hard.


I think that life is a lot like
a picture of connect.the.dots…

That each d.o.t. and each
l-i-n-e
is a new relationship, a new experience, a new milestone
spidering out to form the shape of our existence.

Before I met you
My picture was a smattering of dots
unconnected and scattered
like the freckles on my face

It was you that
connected the freckles on my shoulder
muttering a constellation I’d never known
finger unconsciously drawing the first of many l-i-n-e-s onto my picture
that has become so much of you(me)
as it is me(you)

And it’s the thought that
without you
the picture that has finally become balanced
will spiral out of control and become unintelligible
or worse
become so big that your l-i-n-e-s
look like a tiny galaxy of d.o.t.s

So you have to understand
I will do anything to keep you here
drawing more and more of me
For me
To complete me by you

That even if all I do
If I only draw a single, lonely
red l-i-n-e
in your picture

Thenㅡ

FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, G

[fullofjoy]

No content warnings apply

Based on this fill by winterstuck. Just wondered what it could be like if their roles were switched!

Re: FILL: TEAM MATSUOKA RIN/NANASE HARUKA, G

[winterstuck]

Rin with long hair~~~ Thank you so much, they both look great!!

FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[araakita]

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

No Major Content Warnings
Words: 427

Kissing Arakta, Toudou thinks, is something easy enough to get used to. They've always been together, friends despite their constant bickering, close despite throwing out insults that aren't really meant—that are just habit by now—and teasing that seems to follow them wherever they go.

It's become a routine, of sorts, in their three years together. Greet each other with snide comments, and then immediately start bickering about pretty much anything and everything throughout the rest of the day. It's only later that the occasional kiss, sometimes expected and sometimes not so much, becomes part of their routine too.

There are playful kisses accompanied with laughs after their normal banter. Quick kisses before they go their separate ways to their own rooms at night.

Then there are less certain kisses, more exploratory that anything as they sometimes sit together on one of their beds, learning through doing, experiencing through the slightly tentative, almost surprisingly gentle and soft presses of their lips that are reminiscent of that first kiss.

And there are hungry and passionate kisses, when Arakita pushes Toudou against the row of lockers when everyone else has left after practice and he sucks Toudou's bottom lip into his mouth, the jealousy he feels at Toudou getting confessed to by another admirer not needing to be spoken aloud because the kiss conveys enough.

(Toudou grins knowingly after, his hands tangled in Arakita's hair when they finally break apart, a joke often on his lips just before Arakita clicks his tongue in practiced annoyance and silences the comment before it can even be said with another kiss.

It pleases Toudou more than he'd like to admit.)

And then, there are kisses that fall so perfectly into place in the middle of their bickering. After going back and forth, kisses just happen sometimes, even if they hadn't been planning for one to.

(Comments and jokes like "You should do your homework, Arakita. Quit slacking off and—" or "Hey Toudou, you kind of suck. Fuck—" easily are silenced with the simple press of their lips, the close of any distance between them.)

Kissing has become Toudou's new favorite way of shutting Arakita up anyway, an automatic victory when he watches the insult die on Arakita's lips and his face turn a little red.

And as natural as both kissing and banter and teasing and joking are, so is their exchange after the kisses that quell any arguments:

"Tch. That doesn't mean it's over, idiot. Don't think you've won."

Toudou grins before yanking Arakita into another kiss. "Keep telling yourself that, Arakita."

Re: FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, G

[elts]

*yodels softly*

thank you, it's so cute!!! the flow is really nice, and the characterization is perfect! i feel all warm inside now ;;;;

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

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

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

[psiten]

THIS IS AMAZING. Oh my goodness, her little face... You made her so precious!! /curls into tiny ball to squee

Just... thank you thank you thank you. <3 This is so beautiful. I CAN NEVER WRITE YOU ENOUGH FIC NOW.

Fill: Team Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka, G

[squid_senpai_chan]

No major content
IN response to this fill by dynamite.

Because Kise looks fabulous in any hair color

Re: Fill: Team Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka, G

[dynamite]

!!!!! HE DOES AND THANK YOU AHHHHH KASAMATSU-SENPAI'S LIFE IS GOING TO BE SO HARD

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

[iwaizumemes]

OKAY the first thing that struck me as I was reading through was that bit about the streetlights??? Because I haven't even re-read my own fic in a while and I don't even know if I mentioned anything about streetlights but like?? the orange light?? that's such an image that I already had associated w/ these two in this scenario so like A+ good job way to take an image straight from my head.

SO FROM THE BEGINNING:

first stanza is so!!!! the balance between pain/pleasure give/take etc is [okay hand emojis] and its really solidified by that last line, because "arching towards you" is just a thing thats like Yes, this is Wanted,

"this is how you love him" IS JUST EVERYTHING. Because maybe its not how otehrs would do it, maybe its not right or whatever?? but this is how he shows his love and its what they both need probably I'm ????? (i run out of words very quickly)

I love how you form the sex with so little words like,, just the simple image of his palm flat, holding his weight is enough ???? And tobio is so wrecked.

GAH and then the reconsidering, the maybe he can love him more than one way, maybe he can love him gentle and innocent in the way he couldn't before? because maybe people grow and feelings change and that is the essence of oikage and IM ON FIRE MATTIE I LOVE YOU

FILL: TEAM YASUTOMO ARAKITA/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, G

[psiten]

no warnings

So, despite my work-in-progress figure painting skills (but really, how else will I improve??), I really wanted to try remixing this pic that winterstuck was kind enough to draw for me~~

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

[winterstuck]

*______*

THIS IS SO CUTE!! Honestly though Nanjirou, you should know better than to interrupt the quality sleepy cuddles your son has w/ his most adorable kitty. Nanako to the rescue~~~

Thank you so much!!!

FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G

[winterstuck]

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

FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[araakita]

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

Warnings: Alcohol and drinking
Words: 473

Imaizumi doesn't even really know how many shots he's had. The only clear thought in his head now, after so many is one more. I can't lose. He feels Naruko right beside him, red in the face as he downs another and slams his glass onto the table in triumph.

Early on into this competition that hadn't even been a competition at first, but knowing them and how competitive they are and the constant need they feel to one-up each other, it turns into a competition within minutes through side-long glances and ordering one shot after another to try and best each other.

Maybe it's not their smartest decision to compete over who can drink more, Imaizumi thinks head fuzzy from all of the alcohol he's consumed in the short amount of time they've been here.

A few more shots later, Naruko's once eager and assured posture slumps as he leans against Imaizumi's side a bit. Maybe this means he gives up. Maybe Imaizumi has won.

"Give up yet?" he asks, a little slowly, trying to nudge Naruko away because the bump of his head against Imaizumi's arm had caused him to nearly drop the next glass he picked up.

"Hell no!" Naruko sits up straight again. Imaizumi goes to push his arm to get him fully off of his shoulder, but misses and pushes his face instead. Oops. "'M not gonna lose, hotshot."

The words are a little slurred and jumbled together, but that's okay because Imaizumi can barely focus on anything in front of him for more than a few seconds, let alone Naruko's hands slapping at his own and the way his elbow almost knocks down the whole cluster of empty glasses in front of them.

"I'm not losing either!" He reaches for another, and the competition continues.

In the end, they completely lose track of who has drank what, can barely distinguish one from ten and any number before or after let alone to be able to say they've had that many, and their friends, concerned at their drunken states—especially after Naruko had, apparently, tried to strike up conversation with one of the empty glasses on the table—get them home safely and stay to make sure they're alright.

There hadn't even been a victor. What a waste.

This was definitely not their smartest decision, he reaffirms with an aching headache the next morning, Naruko sprawled out next to Imaizumi on the couch, groaning—they hadn't even made it to bed, about <"i>turning off the damn sun or something."

"We'll call it a draw until next time," Naruko says, voice muffled as he buries his head further under the pillow on the couch to hide from the morning light.

Next time.

Next time, Imaizumi will be ready.

Next time, when his head doesn't feel like someone's thrown a brick at it.

FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, T

[aeglos]

no archive warnings apply. swearing, mostly. remixed from hapaxlegomenon’s BR2 fill.
500 words




“What would you wish for?”

It’s not like he likes being subservient. He fucking hates it, would burn the lamp if he could, but it’s survived more than a thousand years of clumsy owners, idiots, and it’ll survive another thousand before it so much develops a crack. So he asks, just to get this shit over with, because three wishes are easily made once you start the magic. Humans were impatient.

This one is maybe a little dumber than the usual. He stares at him, just stares, and Arakita is so unnerved by his staring that he stares back. It’s been a while since he’s seen daylight. “What,” he repeats, grinding out each word between his teeth, “Do you wish for?”

The human grins. As far as they go, Arakita’s seen worse.




As it turns out, the human doesn’t really wish for anything at all.

“Nothing? There’s nothing you want?”

Shinkai Hayato is a apparently a very self-satisfied man. “Well,” he considers, “I’d like to be faster on my bike. But that’s up to me.” He rolls up big, blue eyes and crinkles them into a smile, the likes of which Arakita hasn’t seen in a long, long time. “And my little brother and I don’t always get along, but I don’t need a spell to make that better.” He shrugs, broad shoulders smoothing out, and smiles again. “I guess you’re stuck with me, for the time being.”

“For the time being,” Arakita repeats, astounded--and, honestly, more than mildly irritated. This was going to take ages.




Useless master aside, it really has been a while since Arakita’s seen the sun. And felt a breeze, and been outside. He doesn’t actually have to eat, and he doesn’t crave conversation or company. “Would you like something?” Shinkai spends a good five minutes in a convenience store, every day, just to pick out disgusting power bars and hum at the display--even if he picks the exact same brand and flavor each time.

The last time Arakita’s ever seen money, it was heavy and metal. Shinkai pays for two soft drinks and three power bars with a flimsy piece of plastic. “Here.” he says, crinkling those blue eyes and smiling with a light voice, and hands him a cold can. “It’s Bepsi.”

Arakita cracks open the can, one-handed--he’s done nothing but watch movies on Shinkai’s television since come out of the lamp--and drinks half of it in a single gulp before realizing exactly what it is that he’s drinking. “Holy shit,” he breathes, “Holy goddamn fucking shit.”

“Yasutomo,” Shinkai grins, “You okay there?” Arakita hasn’t heard his given name spoken by another human voice in a long time, but that’s a small pleasure compared to the miracle of taste in his mouth at the moment. Fuck.

“Don’t ever make three wishes,” Arakita manages. “And if you do, pour this in that lamp every day.”

Shinkai studies him, and face clouding briefly before he smiles again. “Okay,” he agrees, and hands Arakita another can. “Okay.”

FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, G

[blueminuet]

Tags: None
Word Count: 995
Pairing: Kinjou Shingo & Onoda Sakamichi (with just a hint of imasaka/imanarusaka if you squint really hard and believe in yourself.)
A remix for kiriska’s BR4 fill here for uwu_anon's prompt.


“Come on, Onoda-kun. He won’t find out!”

Imaizumi looked up at this, looking duly between the Naruko and Onoda, missing the context.

Onoda was a bit lost too. “What do you mean, Naruko-kun?”

“You’ve been staring at Kinjou’s shades for the past five minutes,” Naruko said with a laugh. “Come on! He’s out doing captain-y stuff. Just try them on.”

“Oh, it’s not that, really,” Onoda said. “I was just looking at them. I was thinking it would be nice to have shades like that when it gets really sunny out while riding. I wasn’t thinking of taking Kinjou-san’s.”

“Then go ahead and try them out,” Naruko said. “It’ll be like research. Try before you buy!”

“It’s not like I could get the same ones or anything,” Onoda said. He pulled his glasses off slowly. “I’d need something to clip over my glasses, or something like that…”

“So? Try them on! It’ll be fun!” Naruko reached out, and grabbed Onoda’s glasses from his hand. Onoda let them go without much resistance. Naruko smiled as he slipped them on his face. “It’ll be fun. And like I said, Kinjou will never notice.”

“You’re going to ruin your eyesight like that,” Imaizumi muttered to Naruko.

Naruko pointed at him, though his gaze was a bit unfocused through Onoda’s glasses. “Stay out of this, Hotshot!”

“Well… I guess it couldn’t hurt anything…” Onoda picked up Kinjou’s sunglasses from the clubroom table. Truth be told, he was sort of admiring them. His glasses didn’t even have the anti-reflective coating on them, and it could be really annoying when riding on sunny days.

He slipped the shades over his eyes. They weren’t quite adjusted for him, so they threatened to slip off his face. But they felt nice regardless. He looked up at Naruko and he could clearly see him smiling through the tinted shades.

Onoda frowned for a moment as he realized something was off with that.

“See, I knew they’d look good on you,” Naruko said. He elbowed Imaizumi in the ribs. “Don’t you think so, Hotshot? Real captain-y.”

Imaizumi looked over at Onoda with interest, albeit slightly restrained interest. “Yeah. It looks fine.”

“It looks fine,” Naruko repeated mockingly, in a more monotonous voice. “Has anyone ever taught you how to give compliments, or were you raised in a barn?”

Imaizumi may have had a response to that, but whatever it was got cut off by the door to the clubroom swinging open. Naruko slipped Onoda’s glasses off and handed them back, and Onoda hastily took off Kinjou’s shades and placed them on the bench close to the lockers.

The third years were still chattering about something, and the first years quickly finished what they were doing. Naruko slipped out quickly, almost as if he was trying to seem suspicious. Imaizumi left at a more leisurely pace. Tadokoro and Makishima left soon after, wrapping up their conversation with Kinjou.

Onoda was left alone in the clubroom with Kinjou. Onoda realized that it was only a matter of time before Kinjou realized his shades were misplaced. For now, he was reading through his notebook, making careful notes in the margins, bent over it so intently that his glasses were slowly slipping down the bridge of his nose.

Onoda had always assumed Kinjou’s glasses were reading glasses, and so didn’t need them for riding. But now, with a bit more information to work with, he noticed Kinjou peering over the rims ever so slightly to read his handwriting.

Onoda picked up the shades from the bench and slowly walked over to Kinjou. Kinjou only looked up at him slightly, and then when Onoda placed the shades on the table he gave his full attention.

“I have no reason to know this,” Onoda started nervously. “And I hope you don’t mind me asking, but... Where did you get prescription sunglasses? Were they expensive?”

Kinjou fully sat up in his chair thoughtfully. “No, they weren’t expensive. I know a good place that makes them cheaply. They weren’t much more expensive than regular sunglasses.”

Onoda nearly gasped. “That’s amazing!”

“I can take you there if you like,” Kinjou said, looking back to his notebook for a moment. “I know I hate shopping for glasses alone. It’s hard to be an impartial judge.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that if it would be an inconvenience!” Onoda said, waving his hands. “I can go on my own! Even if it’s a long trip, I can always just take my bike.”

“As it happens, it is a bit of a long trip,” Kinjou said. “I feel it’s worth it though.” He looked up at that with a smirk. “And I enjoy the ride. It wouldn’t be an inconvenience at all, Onoda.”

Onoda smiled warmly at that.

---

Onoda slipped on yet another pair of shades onto his face. “What about these?”

Kinjou regarded him very seriously for several moments before finally saying, “Those are exactly the same as mine.”

Onoda fiddled with them slightly, adjusting the arms of them and looking at himself in the mirror. It was blurry, since the display glasses had no perscription on them, but it at least gave him an idea of what he looked like. If anything, these fit him better than Kinjou’s had. “Not exactly, right?”

Kinjou hummed, seeming to disagree.

“Besides, I like yours. They’re…” Onoda thought back to the locker room, with Imaizumi and Naruko. “... captain-y.”

Kinjou huffed out a laugh. “Well, don’t expect me to make you captain just for having the glasses.”

Onoda smiled. “Well… maybe I could get a different color than yours. So they’re not exactly the same.”

Kinjou nodded. “I think I saw some alternate colors on the display. Let me bring some of them over for you to try.”

Onoda bounced slightly, looking at himself in the mirror. He thought maybe, if he chose well enough, maybe he could get a compliment a bit stronger than just ‘fine.’

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

[egocentric_m09]

remix of fullofjoy cute entry (permission given)

no major content
Rinharu mook did NOT inspire me in any way.... nah (⊙△⊙✿)

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

[fullofjoy]

OHOHOHO thank you for remixing my fill!

Very cute 'v' I hope the mook will continue to inspire ya, haha! RinHaru is just too lewd, you know? Always doing these kinds of things...

FILL: TEAM IMAIZUMI SHUNSUKE/NARUKO SHOUKICHI, T

[dynamite]

ushioi
blood, suggestive themes, cannibalism (suggested)
original fill by nobetterpicture

please enjoy your meat bouquet

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

[nobetterpicture]

THE HEART
THE

HEART

I'M SHRIEKING I'M AKJSHDKAJHDKJAHDKJ

FILL: TEAM IWAIZUMI HAJIME/OIKAWA TOORU, T

[araakita]

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

No Major Content Warnings
Words: 534


Toudou isn't sure why Arakita, of all people, cares about some asshole hitting on Toudou getting angry when Toudou turns him down. It's not an abnormal thing to happen to him, of course, but it's a strange phenomenon to see Arakita's anger at it, the way his jaw clenches and his threats to beat the guy up.

Arakita is always quick to react, his temper flaring easily, but to have that happen for him, because of him, is kind of satisfying in itself, and the feeling of contentment settles in him, drives him forward as he pulls Arakita against him, dances close to him.

This is kind of satisfying too, not that either of them would ever admit that to each other, no matter how much they both feel it. Being pressed so close together on the dance floor, Arakita's arms around his neck, Toudou's hands on his hips, is oddly nice, feels like it fits.

"You're horrible at this," Toudou jokes, laughing as he watches Arakita's face twitch in frustration at the jab.

"Yeah? Well I can leave you on your own again if I'm so bad, how about that?" He moves a bit, like he's pulling away but doesn't really want to. "Better for me anyway, to get away from your annoying ass."

Toudou matches his movement, the step back perfectly so it only seems like a slight misstep rather than an Arakita's attempt to pull away from their close proximity. He does not let go of Arakita, doesn't really want him to pull away. "No, you should stay." His fingers curl at Arakita's sides again, brushing against the warm skin. "Maybe you could learn a thing or two, Arakita."

Arakita scoffs at the suggestion, but doesn't make another move to pull away. "I forgot I've been graced with the presence of an expert. You sure you don't mind being seen with the common people, Your Highness?"

He laughs at the snide remark. "If I minded, I wouldn't be here with you now, would I?"

Arakita rolls his eyes and scoffs, but doesn't protest it, and that's enough of a victory in Toudou's eyes.

Moments later, they're so close, the distance between them basically nothing, that when he looks up, a little out of breath when he notices how close Arakita's face is to his own, he thinks that easily, very easily, he could lean in and kiss him.

He doesn't know why the thought of I want to rushes over him for a moment. He and Arakita are friends, yes. They fight and bicker and annoy each other, and ultimately like each other, but that does not constitute kissing. Not at all.

"Can't keep up or something?" Arakita asks, as if he's noticed the slow in Toudou's motions, and he suddenly feels way closer than before, even, and Toudou's cheeks feel warm.

Toudou laughs, pushing the sudden desire away as quickly as it had appeared. It doesn't disappear, doesn't extinguish the thought, but covers it enough for now and that's okay. He thinks. "As if! I was trying to be considerate of you, you know, because I'm so kind."

Arakita's laughter, even though it's at Toudou, is satisfying enough to hear.

FILL: TEAM ARAKITA YASUTOMO/FUKUTOMI JUICHI, T

[psiten]

some strong language and also Atobe. Always warn for Atobe.
Words: 623

Since winterstuck indulged my AtoRyo whims with a fabulous gif comic, I had to remix that one, too! I hope you like it!!

The Monkey King had managed to get even more full of himself since that whole kissing thing last week. Echizen couldn't believe that was possible, but apparently there'd been room in the guy's head for more hot air. Who knew? It wasn't like a little bit of making out, and maybe even being willing to do it again sometime (the guy was all right) meant Echizen wanted to spend every minute of every day gazing on Atobe's so-called magnificence. He had a life.

And even if his life included a giant costume party Atobe had thrown because, hell, that was what Atobe did, he didn't plan to spend the day joined at the hip with Atobe like Ooishi-sempai and Eiji-sempai were. Atobe wanted to gaze upon his realm and oversee revels and shit. Echizen wanted to do stuff. It wasn't that hard to understand. Sitting still on some asshole's lap, because there wasn't space for two on his throne, cuddling all day in public wasn't his definition of a good day. Echizen wanted precisely three things from this party: the chance to play tennis against people he didn't always see while everybody was wearing funny clothes, kitsune themed fireworks when the fireworks started, and some of the utterly perfect white rice, green tea, and grilled fish he knew Atobe's chefs were more than capable of making. It wasn't exaggerating to say that Atobe's family employed people who could make some of the best damn rice in the country, which is why it was criminal that all the food stalls at the party had Western European themed foods. Sure, this was an ouji party, but did that mean it had to be full of pastries and meat pies and roast duck on sticks? There should have been at least one Japanese food service table.

Maybe Sanada had had the right idea, bringing a boxed lunch.

Anyway, he made sure to wander by Atobe's throne so the Monkey King could see him being hungry for rice. Served him right to know not all was well at Chez Party Town.

"Come, sit with me!" His Highness called out.

Echizen shot back, "No," without a second glance.

"I'll play you later," Atobe offered next.

Which was a good offer, Echizen had to admit. He paused, and he almost turned around to at least talk to the asshole for a second. It wasn't like he hated Atobe or something. He was just hungry.

But he was really hungry. Decisions...

Then a smell caught his nose. Not the smell of baked goods or roasted meat covered in cloying sauces like filled the rest of the grounds. It was rice. Real, honest to goodness white rice! And a hint of soy sauce in the air, too. And fish. The smell of grilled mackerel was unmistakable. He whipped around, and wouldn't you know it. Atobe had summoned a tray with steaming, perfect rice, next to fish that looked like someone had cooked it on an open flame, and something in a bowl that he couldn't identify from here but it sure did smell Japanese. Well, fuck. That bastard thought of everything. The smug look on his face said he knew it, too.

Well, Echizen wasn't going to give Atobe the satisfaction of one-upping him. Yoinking the tray, he threw himself across His Highness's lap instead of perching somewhere nearby while he made himself at home to the food.

Chawanmushi. Fucking delicious. The eggs were nice and creamy, but not too sweet.

"You're still playing me later," he reminded the asshole who was probably his boyfriend by now. Food would only last so long.

"As you wish, my 'prince'."

"I can hear the quotes, Monkey King."

But yeah. He was all right.

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

[winterstuck]

I AM SCREAMING WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS PERFECTIONNNNNNNNNN ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Ryoma's inner dialogue is such a gift, seriously you have captured everything I love about his character how are you so amazing ahhhhhhhhhh *_____*

Sanada brought a bento LOL omg that is hilarious I wonder how offended Atobe was at that "Are you saying my 5 star chefs aren't good enough for you?"

"Food would only last so long" I'm dying, you have killed me, here lies a puddle of goo that used to spam saso br rounds, I love you ❤❤❤

Your fics are seriously the highlight of my day I just can't believe I've gotten so many THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

FILL: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO, M

[catlarks]

Major Tags: sexual content, it's still pretty euphemistic so I opted for M and not E as a rating.
Word Count: 1,133
Pairing: Nozomi/Eli

Remixed from this fill by dandywonderous as prompted by fullofjoy, blanket permission has been given! I ended up without the resolve to proofread so this is completely unedited, I tried.

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Nozomi smiles at Eli from only a breath away, face aglow with the ethereal blue light filtering down from the aquarium tanks. Eli watches the little flash of teeth, the way Nozomi's eyes crinkle at the edges, the way her cheeks just start to dimple in with her joy. She can't resist anything Nozomi asks for, when Nozomi looks at her that way.

It's a public place, deserted though it might seem at such a late hour. Eli's heart speeds with the awareness that they cannot be truly alone.

"Don't worry," Nozomi reassures her. "Didn't I tell you? I'll know before anyone happens upon us."

Eli cannot refuse her, but she can shake her head and wrap her fingers around Nozomi's wrist, sliding sideways against the glass of the aquarium tank until they are past the tunnel and she finds herself backing against the bare wall. The glow from the tanks arching overhead illuminates the center of the passageway perfectly — not so with the little alcove Eli pulls them into.

"It isn't that I don't trust your mystic perception," she says. "I'd simply like a little extra insurance."

Nozomi only laughs, nudging closer to Eli in the small space beside the aquarium tank. She's warm, pressed close like that, arms braced beside Eli's shoulders and knee pressed between Eli's thighs. Her expression smudges into indistinction in the shadow of her own casting but still her eyes are bright points before Eli, alight with her secretive joy.

"I don't mind," Nozomi whispers.

"Good," Eli whispers back, as her hands reach up to skim against Nozomi's neck. "I don't want to interrupt this."

She's the one to kiss Nozomi, pressing their mouths together with unwavering sureness. Nozomi is the one to slide her arms down, her palm dragging over Eli's shoulder, over Eli's chest, down to perch at Eli's waist with a hot, heavy weight. It's distracting — Eli tilts her head, parts her lips, curls her tongue past the familiar curve of Nozomi's smile, but still Nozomi's hand is there. She toys with the hem of Eli's shirt, fingers brushing ticklishly against Eli's stomach.

Eli reaches down, and catches Nozomi by the wrist. Her touch is light, fingers encircling Nozomi's wrist but doing nothing more.

Nozomi's hand shifts, tucking her fingertips up underneath Eli's blouse to skate over bare skin. Eli's hand moves with her, helpless, encouraging, until Eli feels almost like she's the one guiding Nozomi, with how reverently slow Nozomi's touches are. She laughs, in a tiny gust of breath exhaled against Nozomi's lips.

"Ticklish?" Nozomi asks, from that miniscule distance away.

"Hardly," Eli whispers back, because she doesn't want to say the words, no, just impatient.

But she drops her hand and still Nozomi's palm remains, warm against her abdomen and slowly gliding up over her ribs. Eli's breath shudders and catches in her throat, and she longs for the familiar, firm press of Nozomi's lips against her own. Nozomi doesn't oblige her. Instead she presses her lips to the edge of Eli's jaw, to the space beneath her ear, to the line of her throat. Eli laughs softly, and tilts her head in daring invitation.

"Are you sure you're still paying attention?" Eli asks, as Nozomi's fingers trace over her breast underneath her shirt, as Nozomi's knee nudges closer between her legs and she can't help but press down. The gasp she makes is soft, half caught in her throat, then she continues. "Or have you... Been distracted?"

"Hmmm," Nozomi says, humming agaisnt Eli's neck so that she shivers and squirms. "I think I'm paying attention to what's most important."

Eli's hand catches against Nozomi's forearm, dragging her hand back down to waist level. She remains clutching at it, as she shudders and rolls her hips down against Nozomi's thigh.

"Then please," Eli says, "won't you be a bit quicker about it."

Nozomi laughs, a low, warm chuckle that ripples out of her like the water seen through the glass. When she ducks her head and bends her arm, Eli can again see the brilliant blue of the aquarium swimming over Nozomi's shoulder. Nozomi's hand glides up her thigh and under her skirt to cup against her panties, as Eli wraps her arms around Nozomi's shoulders and holds on.

"Did I tell you," Eli whispers, in between soft little gasps at the motions of Nozomi's fingers. "How beautiful... The lighting in the aquarium is?"

Her breath hitches on the last word, and her hips press down against Nozomi's hand. She thinks, maybe, maybe, that she hears Nozomi's breath hitch in return. Her vision swims, and everything is bright and blue and blinding, a cool counterpoint to the heat simmering beneath her skin and building between her legs.

"No," Nozomi whispers back, voice muffled by how close her mouth is pressed to Eli's neck. "You never did."

"It is," Eli says. "It's really—"

She wants to say, lovely, wants to say that Nozomi is lovely too, wants to find words to express the joy she feels just being with Nozomi, touching Nozomi, seeing the private smiles that Nozomi spends only on her. But her breath catches, and all that comes out is a soft whine followed by the panting of shaky exhales.

Nozomi strokes her fingers against Eli in just the right way, and she shudders apart into utter breathlessness.

"Really...?" Nozomi prompts a minute later, when Eli's arms are still wrapped around her.

"—Thank you," Eli says, her head tipped back against the wall.

"Somehow," Nozomi says as she pulls back to stand at arm's length, "I don't think that's what you were going to say before."

"Hmm," Eli hums to herself, as she recollects herself and smooths a hand down her skirt, as if she — as if she and Nozomi — hadn't done anything untoward at all. "You may be right, but I'm not certain that other thing I was going to say is really so important after all."

"It's always important," Nozomi says, offering Eli a hand to lead her back out through the aquarium.

Eli glances at it, skeptically, and Nozomi casually smooths it down the front of her own skirt before offering Eli her elbow instead. Eli takes it, aware only at a distance that her face feels far too warm.

"All I wanted to say was that you picked a beautiful place for a date," she says. "And that perhaps I should agree to try new things more often, when they happen to be with you."

"New things," Nozomi says, without continuing further.

Eli can feel the flush still lingering in her cheeks, but she only shakes her head, and flashes Nozomi her brightest smile in return. "Yes, new things. Because... I like the way you smile, when I do them with you."