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Bonus Round 3: Superlatives

For this round, get ready to dive back into those high school yearbooks. Who’s the cutest couple? Who has the prettiest smile? Who’s most likely to go pro? Be creative and have fun!

This bonus round will close on August 3rd, 2018 11:59PM PT (23:59 PT). [COUNTDOWN]

This Round is CLOSED. It is perpetually open for new fills.

Rules

In the context of this round, superlatives are “titles” or “awards” a character/s might win based on their personality, appearance, future, etc. Superlatives are common in American high school yearbooks.

Please use one of the following formats for your prompt:

[SUPERLATIVE]: [Winner (Character/s, Object, Places, etc.)]

[SUPERLATIVE]: Filler’s Pick

Including the character who earns the superlative is optional. You can pick it yourself or allow the filler to choose. That said, remember that your header must ALWAYS include AT LEAST one fandom in the “fandom” section. Prompts that write “any” in the fandom section will not be counted for points.

Please be sure to fill out all lines of the header (even with “None” or “N/A,” so we can count your prompts/fill for points.) If you leave a line blank we don’t know if it was intentional or a mistake, and cannot count it for points.

All prompts must come from a nominated fandom.

You’re welcome to be as classic or creative as you like with your superlatives. Both typical and atypical superlatives are great for this round!

Superlatives don’t need to just apply to people! We encourage you to be as creative as you want to be!

Still confused about what a superlative is? Hopefully these examples will help!

A Few Examples:

MOST LIKELY TO SURVIVE A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE: Abe Takaya

BEST PRANKSTER/S: Bokuto Koutarou

WORST COUPLE TO THIRD WHEEL WITH: Viktor / Yuuri

MOST VALUABLE PLAYER (CHESS CLUB): Filler’s Pick

BEST SIDEKICK: Pocari Sweat

ULTIMATE ANIMAL COMPANION: Filler’s Pick

TOP 5 CELEBRITY SECRETS: Filler’s Pick

If Prompting

Please use the following subject line for prompt:

Prompt: [Your Team]

Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nicknames or Official Names are both acceptable

Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.

(Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) Ship/Character: (The relationship or character your prompt is focused on."&" indicates a platonic relationship, "/" is non-platonic.) Fandom: (what fandom the character or ship is from. Do NOT write “Any”) Major Tags: (Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage, or Chose Not to Use Tags, when applicable; these apply to content *only in the prompt itself* and is NOT an implication of what you're looking for in a fill. If No tags are required, enter ‘None’.) Additional Tags: (Anything you feel requires tagging or mention. Not required, but it is highly encouraged to check the additional tags on the tags page (https://sportsfest.dreamwidth.org/3623.html) as they are things your fellow participants have asked to be tagged for! May also be humorous, tumblr-style tags.) Do Not Wants: (N/A or what you absolutely do not want to see in a fill - whether its a trigger, squick, or something you’re simply not interested in seeing. ) Prompt: [SUPERLATIVE]: (The actual prompt. Make sure you adhere to round theme. Specific requests/details are permitted as an additional line in this field)

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Required Work Minimums:

400 words (prose)
400px by 400px (art)
- Traditional art is also allowed with a good quality photo/scan
14 lines (poetry)
Playlists - 5 song minimum with artists. Link to either a video playlist, or each song separately. Be sure to warn for content in the music videos, and you may find linking to lyrics helpful. You may also write an explanation of why you chose each song.
Moodboards - 9 photo min, source all photos, and no fanart allowed (unless it's your own)
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There is no max work cap.

Format

FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]

Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nicknames and Official Names are both acceptable
Replace [Rating] with the rating of your fill (G-E).
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.

(Please delete all text in parentheses as you go. LEAVE THE HEADER HTML ALONE or the bonus round scoring program can't parse your comment. Don't forget a comment subject!) Ship/Character: (The relationship or character your prompt is focused on."&" indicates a platonic relationship, "/" is non-platonic.) Fandom: (what fandom the character or ship is from) Major Tags: (Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage, or Chose Not to Use Tags, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) Other Tags: (anything else that you feel requires tagging; Not required, but it is highly encouraged to check the additional tags (https://sportsfest.dreamwidth.org/3623.html) on the tags page as they are things your fellow participants have asked to be tagged for! May also be humorous tumblr style tags.) Word Count: (if applicable; otherwise write "None") Remix Permission: (This line is optional. Please list specifications or caveats, if any.) (Place any author/artist's notes BEFORE the asterisks. Leave the asterisks alone or you may not get points!) *** (Place your fill here. You can use HTML after the asterisks.)

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Ship/Character: Tanba Kouichirou
Fandom: Daiya No Ace
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: i love tanba
Do Not Wants: ships, ocs, miyuki kazuya, nsfw

Prompt:
[THE MOST LIKELY TO BE AN EGG]: Tanba Kouichirou

i just want a gen piece ok. senpais Highly encouraged i love my senpais

Edited 2018-07-22 07:10 (UTC)

Ship/Character: Tanba & Kominato
Fandom: Daiya no ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: Go for it! Have fun!

Thanks for the prompt! It was fun! Tetsu and the others are cracking up at this show in the cafeteria.

***

egg

Re: Fill: Team Daiya, G

hyalinee - 2018-07-23 00:53 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: None.
Additional Tags: i feel like I'm stating a fact here but
Do Not Wants: ABO, cheating

Prompt:
CUTEST COUPLE: Katsuki Yuuri / Viktor Nikiforov

Ship/Character: Viktor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Character/relationship study
Word Count: 438
Remix Permission: granted

This is how I see them, I hope I did them justice :)

***

If there was one incontrovertible fact in the skating world it was that Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki made the cutest couple.

No one even bothered to argue anymore. No one pointed out flaws in the relationship, how their personalities seemed at odds sometimes, or how one was outrageous and extroverted and one shy and introverted. One had a dazzling career and the other one was only just getting his feet at twenty-three. One was Russian and the other Japanese.

The reality was, one only had to catch a glimpse of them to see what their closest friends saw on a day to day basis. They looked at each other in the most clichéd way: there were literal stars in their eyes and half the time, they could only see each other. You could see it a mile away.

And sure, they loved each other in different fashions externally, but no one really questioned it or thought one loved more than the other. Viktor was, as he was about most things in his life, loud and demonstrative. He was always shouting Yuuri’s name and throwing his arms around his shoulders, no matter where they were or what they were doing. He was shameless in his affection, kissing and nuzzling and cuddling like they were at home on their couch and not at the busiest skating even of the year. There was some speculation that he just loved to see Yuuri blush, but those that knew them best knew it was because that’s just how Viktor was. Phichit, who could read Yuuri better than anyone, rather thought it was because even when he didn’t blush, Yuuri’s expression got soft and loving and Viktor was addicted to it.

Yuuri’s love was, like his nature, quieter, but arguably more intense. He didn’t need loud words or obvious embraces to show his partner what was in his heart. He felt no need to decry his passion or snuggle just because he could. His affection was subtle – a fierce glance here, a stray touch there, the undeniable bond that came with resting his forehead against Viktor’s. Not that he didn’t respond to the opposite when it was given to him, mind you, but it was just that he preferred to keep their intimacy intimate. Chris thought Yuuri was the more possessive one and that Viktor soaked it up like a dying man, since he needed validation like he breathed.

Thus, no one even tried to compete with their relationship or status as cutest couple. Because it was an incontrovertible fact that no one loved each other more than Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki.

Re: FILL: Team Daiya, G

viktorlovesyuuri - 2018-07-23 01:49 (UTC) - Expand

Re: FILL: Team Daiya, G

karasunovolleygays - 2018-08-19 00:32 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Any and all
Fandom: Daiya, Kurobas, ES21, Tenipuri, Haikyuu, DAYS, YoI, any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: get creative
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
MOST LIKELY TO BE A PRINCE IN AN AU: Filler's pick

(I hope this is formatted right lol)

Edited 2018-07-22 07:28 (UTC)

Ship/Character: Shirofuku Yukie & Bokuto Koutarou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Of course Bokuto is a prince!
Word Count: 662
Remix Permission: Yes, go ahead
A/N: Shirofuku as a kickass bodyguard is my jam.

***

He wasn’t like a prince in any form, not in the way members of the public perceived their princes. He had a certain majesty and certainly some arrogance, but there was a very real down-to-earth quality to him, which made the people he interacted with forget who he was, concentrating only on the boy in front of them.

His bodyguard, Shirofuku Yukie, however, could not forget. If she let up for one minute, then it could spell disaster of the life-threatening kind.

Which wasn’t good any way she looked at it. For one thing, she’d lose her job if anything happened to him. And her job paid well, well enough for her to treat herself to avocado toast whenever she felt like it. (Actually she wasn’t that fussed about avocado toast but Suzumeda-kun had told her it was an aspirational type of breakfast, and maybe she should acquire the taste for it given the circles she sometimes had to float around.)

Today she was guarding the prince at a tournament. It was commonplace for him to be mixing with other players, but this one was larger than most, with teams from all over the country. And given Prince Koutarou’s title, there was more than one opposing Ace wanting to take him down a peg or five, most of them believing the hype and not seeing the boy who felt it all far too keenly.

“Shirofuku-chaaaaan!”

Inwardly rolling her eyes, Yukie straightened the tie around her neck and stood to attention. “Your Highness?”

He scuffed his trainers along the floor, giving her a sheepish look. “You know how I never carry any money—”

At that she did roll her eyes. It wasn’t an official royal rule, exactly, more an unwritten one that Royals never had any money of them. Unfortunately, Prince Koutarou had decided it was a brilliant rule because it meant he need never have to worry about losing a wallet (and he lost things all the time, so maybe he wasn’t being an idiot but being wise) so he’d always have to borrow money.

“What is it you want this time?”

“I’ve seen this cool shirt.” His eyes were wide and round with the memory of it. “Like, really cool. Thing is, I wanna buy it before Ushiwaka or Kiryuu sees it.”

“How much?” she asked.

“Uh...” He scratched his head. “I didn’t see.”

Because he’d never actually had to pay for anything in his life, so obviously didn’t check. She sighed, rolled her shoulders then fished out her wallet from her back pocket. (Another great thing about being a bodyguard was the uniform, with its deep pockets in her trousers.) She had four thousand yen, and prayed it would be enough. Of course she could say no, and he’d accept that because whatever his faults, Prince Koutarou wasn’t a brat, just a little out of touch at times.

“Show me,” she said, a little wearily.

He grinned and grabbed her hand (this was completely against protocol, but she couldn’t exactly wriggle away not when he’d picked up his pace and was dragging her along with him.)

“Here,” he whispered, stopping abruptly in front of the stall. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

“’The Will Of The Ace’,” she read, screwing up her eyes to try and read through the creases. “And this is what you want?”

“Yeah, look at it. Ushiwaka will be so jealous.”

“I’m sure he will,” she replied, and stepped forwards, flashing a look at the vendor. “One of the Ace shirts, please. Large … oh… maybe Extra Large.”

“Sure.” The vendor grinned at her, then reached down to a box piled high with shirts. “It’s ‘alf price,” he continued. “Can’t give ‘em away this year.”

She thought about telling the Prince that, but he was so excited, his smile splitting his face in two, that she handed over the money and counted herself lucky she had enough money to treat herself to a large, sticky cake when the tournament was over.

Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G

kerrie13 - 2018-07-22 18:56 (UTC) - Expand

Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G

babster - 2018-07-23 00:47 (UTC) - Expand

FILL: Team Dead Senpais, G

soup - 2018-08-01 03:39 (UTC) - Expand

Re: FILL: Team Dead Senpais, G

kerrie13 - 2018-08-01 04:12 (UTC) - Expand

ship/character: ayase chihaya
fandom: chihayafuru
major tags: none
additional tags: pure, radiant, beautiful,
do not wants: none

prompt:
best smile: ayase chihaya

Ship/Character: Aomine Daiki
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: you can go shippy too!
Do Not Wants: abo

Prompt:
Least likely to graduate successfully: Aomine Daiki

Edited 2018-07-22 07:16 (UTC)

Ship/Character: Aomine Daiki/Kise Ryouta
Fandom: Kuroko no Basket
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: kise just want's what's best for him, Aomine's just a little bit dumb, beginnings, kisses, impromptu cuddles
Word Count: 648
Remix Permission: sure

***

“Aominecchi, how can you just not care?” Kise demanded expression pinched.

Stretched out over his bed, his head cradled in one of his hand, Aomine didn’t even bother looking up from his gravure magazine. “It’s pretty easy,” he said, lifting one shoulder. “School is annoying and boring. It’s useless.”

Kise’s cheeks puffed in frustration. He didn’t know how to attack this problem, especially knowing that Momoi had tried and failed as well. He didn’t particularly like school either, and probably didn’t put in as much effort as he should, he was still going to graduate, which meant he was going to be able to do all the things that only high school graduates could do.

Which could not be said by Amoine currently. He had basically skated through most of high school, dragged along behind Momoi who did her best to bait and lure him into some effort. He failed most tests, somehow managed to barely past the makeup tests, but that was it. He didn’t hand in homework or do any of the projects you usually had to do. Basically, he did just enough to be able to stay in the basketball club.

And even that he did half-assed most of the time.

It was like he didn’t realize the real life consequences of his laziness and apathy. This was the rest of his life! It was so frustrating to see someone you cared a lot about throw their life away just so that they could read terrible magazines in sleep.

“It’s not useless!” Kise exploded, fury running through his veins. “It’s your whole life! If you don’t finish high school, what are you going to do in the future?”

Aomine fluttered his free hand at the blond. “Go away, Kise, you’re annoying.”

Kise tried not to take this as a stab to the heart, but said heart wouldn’t listen. His hands curled into fists and he was tempted to shove one of them into his friend’s face. Unfortunately, violence wasn’t the answer when dealing with Aomine. He’d just fight back and then they’d both be battered and bruised and no closer to where they needed to be.

Maybe it was time to try a different approach.

Reaching out, Kise snatched the magazine from off the bed and dropped it on the floor. Aomine’s head snapped up and glowered, his eyes promising death. “You bastard, what-”

To forestall the ugly that was about to take place, Kise threw himself on top of Aomine, making sure his body landed squarely on the other boy’s so he could properly pin him in place. With his elbows on either side of Aomine’s head, Kise looked down at him brow furrowed. “You have dreams… Daikicchi… I know you do. You can’t achieve any of them if you don’t put in some effort now."

Aomine’s eyes widened, before dropping low to look at Kise in a way he never had before. His hands followed, gliding over Kise’s side to sit low on his back as one of his legs slipped between Kise’s. “I’m not going to college, what’s the point?” Aomine rumbled, thoroughly distracted by the way they were pressed together.

“Maybe, but you were thinking about being police, weren’t you? You need high school for that, and to pass the exam, which would be easier if you actually graduated.”

“And why are you so invested?” Aomine demanded, fingers running up and down his spine. “What’s in it for you?”

Kise’s eyes sharped and his expression cleared, a smirk touching his lips. “You’re going to ask that while touching me like that?”

The blue haired boy huffed, hold tightening. “Fine then, what you going to give me if I do it?”

Kise screwed up his courage and lowered his head, brushing his lips across Aomine’s. “What if I said, me?”

“Cheesy,” Aomine retorted, but his grin was wolfish. “But I’ll take it.”

Ship/Character: Miyuki Kazuya or Kominato Ryousuke or Fuji Syusuke
Fandom: Daiya no Ace, Prince of Tennis
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: bring it on, gen or romance, it's all good
Do Not Wants: KuraRyou or Misawa

Prompt:
The One Who Is Literally The Worst: Kominato Ryousuke or Miyuki Kazuya or Fuji Syusuke

Edited 2018-07-22 22:54 (UTC)

Ship/Character: tezufuji
Fandom: tenipuri
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: introspections of an emotionally constipated idiot, mentions of masturbation
Word Count: 844
Remix Permission: yes!

***

Tezuka Kunimitsu wouldn’t call many people The Worst. Usually, if they’re particularly difficult to stand, he doesn’t bother calling them anything at all, let alone sparing them a second thought. That being said, he isn’t how sure he got here, married to the one person capable of exorcising his good sense at will if it suits him.

The part that makes Shuusuke The Worst is that it usually does suit him to squash Kunimitsu’s painfully cultivated discipline under his shoe like a bug on a sidewalk.

It all starts back in high school, when both of them balance school and tennis and life with varying degrees of success. Meaning, Kunimitsu does his homework, Shuusuke reads it once to copy the answers and again for understanding, which works fine for both of them. In exchange, Shuusuke would help Kunimitsu do something he seldom makes time for: relax.

Sundays are their days. Sometimes, they would go out to lunch or see a movie or even go fishing, and others they would just sit in the park and people watch. Shuusuke gives him a life story for every passer-by, pointing out the minutia of the way they carry themselves and what it says about them. It takes a few sittings before Kunimitsu truly believes that Shuusuke isn’t just making things up to slake his own interest.

It is also rather troubling to think about how much Shuusuke knows about him that doesn’t come in the form of a list.

Then comes college, which brings about the change of their relationship. With a little coordination and a lot of luck, they both attend the same university. Kunimitsu studies law, and Shuusuke majors in photography and minors in horticulture. Every morning, they travel to the east end of the city together.

It doesn’t take long for their long commute to grind them both down, to goad them into a tiny apartment together, sleeping side by side because that’s all there’s room for. But they’re a breath away from college and even closer to each other.

The apartment smells like curry and film developing fluid most of the time, neither fragrance particularly appealing to Kunimitsu, but they rapidly become synonymous to home for him. Shuusuke talks about his day and Kunimitsu listens, only offering up pieces of his own when prompted, and Shuusuke always knows what to ask so he can fill in the gaps on his own.

When things truly shift, however, is when Kunimitsu has a class canceled and comes home early, only to walk in on Shuusuke lying atop Kunimitsu’s futon, naked and pleasuring himself. He doesn’t scramble to cover himself or even stop, but rather fixes Kunimitsu with a heady gaze while he strokes his length.

“You really don’t have to stand all the way over there,” Shuusuke murmurs. “I only bite by invitation.”

Kunimitsu finds he doesn’t care to decline the invitation, and now there is something else they do on Sundays.

Shuusuke is an accomplished photographer, and his shots sell fairly well — enough for them to buy a few more pieces of furniture while Kunimitsu finishes law school. The apartment always smells like developer fluid now, and slowly but surely the walls fill with their newly made memories caught on camera. There’s one in particular with Kunimitsu smiling; he still doesn’t know how Shuusuke managed to take that picture.

College comes and goes, and both of them have jobs now. Kunimitsu’s has excellent benefits, and the next step is one of logic. So they get married. It isn’t anything exciting — a small civil ceremony that only their immediate families attend. A picture of that event joins the others, and Kunimitsu has been caught smiling in that one, as well.

And here they are, plugging their way through life with snapshots of where they’ve been guiding them toward where they’re going. Every step of the way, Kunimitsu finds himself being dragged along on a journey he never set out to make. It’s all Shuusuke’s fault, of course. He’s taken everything Kunimitsu has ever thought he wanted and turned it inside out.

The concept lingers in Kunimitsu’s mind one day as the two of them sit side by side on the couch, with Shuusuke trimming one of his favorite hanging plants while Kunimitsu reads a book he’s been putting off reading for almost a year. He sees he words on the page, but none of can quite penetrate the

“Kunimitsu, you’ve read that page four times. Is something on your mind?” Shuusuke smiles at him in a way that reminds Kunimitsu that his husband often asks questions he already knows the answers to. This is one of those times.

“The weather report says the heat wave will probably continue for another week or so,” Kunimitsu mumbles.

Shuusuke chuckles and gives a cryptic, “I see.” He sets down his scissors and leans against Kunimitsu’s shoulder and hums. “Whatever you say, dear.”

In conclusion, as Kunimitsu has thought many times, Shuusuke really is The Worst, and he can’t quite imagine his life going any other way.

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, M

kerrie13 - 2018-07-29 18:29 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, M

karasunovolleygays - 2018-07-29 18:45 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, M

kerrie13 - 2018-08-23 05:25 (UTC) - Expand

ship/character: tsukasa eishi
fandom: shokugeki no souma
major tags: graphic depictions of violence
additional tags: animal death, hunting, blood?, gore
do not wants: none

prompt:
most deer slaughtered and prepared in a season: tsukasa eishi

Edited 2018-07-22 07:17 (UTC)

Ship/Character: Tsukasa Eishi (and Rindou)
Fandom: Shokugeki no Souma
Major Tags: depictions of violence
Other Tags: blood, animal death, vomit mention
Word Count: 490
Remix Permission: Yes, if you really want to.
A/N: I may have suggested the superlative, rather than delivered it. Apologies. Please contact me if I've mucked up the tags or something else should be added.

***

The first time he’d seen a kill, Eishi had been sick.

Actually that wasn’t true. He’d seen deer killed before, taken along by his father when he’d visited the plant, but he hadn’t taken it in fully, thinking that the stunned deer was actually dead and so when it was stuck with a knife, its life had already gone and wasn’t ending in great drips of blood.

Something had gone wrong on the day he’d retched though. The bolt hadn’t stunned the deer properly and he’d seen a twitch of its leg and had made the connection right then between a sentient being and the food on his plate.

Not wanting parent’s disapproval, he’d sidled away holding it together until he reached a toilet, and then allowed himself to be ill.

He’d been six.

When he’d returned, his father, tapping his foot a little impatiently, had guided Eishi through to the butcher’s counter, and let him watch as his mother had begun to dress a hanging carcass, removing the skin, head and entrails.

“If the animal is in distress, Eishi-chan,” she’d said softly, “then the meat is spoiled and not fit for the gourmet table.”

So perhaps his mother had understood, and there’d been a certain reverence about the way she used her knife, the sharpest of blades making the carcass appear as malleable as butter.

And afterwards, as he prepared venison carpaccio, his father had handed Eishi his own set of knives in a brown leather case. “For you,” he’d said. “Because you came back.”

***

In Germany with Rindou when they’d run out of money, she’d nodded at a place looking to hire. “I know it’s not a chef job, but it’s just for the season and it pays well.” She chewed her lip. “I could do it while you find something else.”

But the only restaurants in town were fast food cafés or one’s so dated, Eishi could feel the confines of seventies food clawing at his insides.

And he supposed he could have wired his parents for money, but they were already annoyed he’d skipped out of Japan to travel, and he wasn’t sure he could face their demands that he return immediately, not when there was still so much to see and learn.

“It’s an abattoir,” he said.

“Well, yeah.” Rindou shrugged. “’Course if you’re squeamish about it, Tsukasa-kun…”

He felt like smiling at her, and maybe his lips had tugged upwards at the corners a little, because her eyes widened, and he could see her tongue poking between her teeth.

“Have I told you about my mother, Rindou-kun?” he murmured, and set his back pack on the ground. “Fastest deer dresser in Nagano.”

“Really?” Rindou licked her lips.

Eishi made a sound a little like a laugh and pulled out a brown leather case from his bag, aged now, but still much valued and used. “Well, she was,” he whispered. “Now it’s me.”

Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, T

themorninglark - 2018-07-23 00:16 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Yuuri Katsuki/Victor Nikiforov, Yuuri Katsuki/others?
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: it's like asking out a brick wall, high school au (optional)?
Do Not Wants: Cheating, major character death

Prompt:
MOST OBLIVIOUS: Yuuri Katsuki

Ship/Character: Viktor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: High school au, soccer is the sport of choice, soccer captain!Viktor, pining
Word Count: 939
Remix Permission: granted

This got a little long lol It was fun though.. I hope my spelling of Viktor is okay

***

The first time he saw him, you could have knocked him over with a feather.

Viktor had been a newly minted junior then, and of course, the most popular guy in school. He’d prided himself in it, and the fact that he could literally ask anyone he wanted out and they would say yes and probably thank their lucky stars. Even the seniors.

But then he walked in and imploded his carefully crafted world. He was beautiful, dark haired and dark eyed with glasses that were a little too big for his face. He was just a little bit pudgy around the middle, but to Viktor, that only added to his charm. He thought it would make him more cuddly when he finally got him in his arms.

Except nothing went the way it should and every time Viktor even tried to come near him, the beautiful freshman ran in the other direction. Chris and Mila laughed, telling him that he was coming on too strong and to give the kid a break. This made Viktor pout, because he didn’t know how to be anyone other than himself, and that had always worked before.

The one advantage he had was that the boy, Yuuri Katsuki, had come to try out for the soccer team, which Viktor captained, and so there was lots of opportunities to talk to him. He was… well, not bad per se, but definitely out of shape, so Viktor took it upon himself to work with him. He’d confessed on the first day that he wanted to be a midfielder, and while everyone else laughed, since he was soft and no way could he run that much, Viktor had frowned before taking him aside and telling him that if that was really his goal, he’d help him, but he’d better be willing to work really hard.

There was a part of Viktor that wanted to go easy on him – how was he ever going to like him if he made him cry from the hard work? – but Viktor couldn’t sacrifice the team, or Yuuri’s dream for such a selfish reason, so he pushed him and pushed him until he cried and threw up. He thought he might give up, especially after he didn’t even make the bench for the first tournament, but Yuuri surprised him by accepting every brutally honest thing Viktor told him and pushing himself past the breaking point.

Unfortunately for Viktor, the most time he spent with him, the more he liked Yuuri. By Christmas, he was pretty sure he loved the now pretty-toned boy. He was kind and sweet, his total opposite in some ways. He preferred a small group of friends to being popular and he had some definite self-esteem issues.

Doubly unfortunate for Viktor was the fact that Yuuri was completely oblivious to his feelings. He’d tried hinting, tried dancing around the issue by complimenting him, or asking him to come out with him and his friends, but sometimes it felt like he didn’t even hear him. Even when Chris laughed and flirted for him, Yuuri just smiled and wandered away.

The only thing that gave Viktor hope was amused glances Yuuri’s best friend gave him. Phichit was like him, outgoing and popular, and he’d known Yuuri since they were toddlers. When he’d patted Viktor on the shoulder and told him to keep trying, Viktor got a second wind.

He was more obvious now, throwing his arms around Yuuri whenever he could, flirting outrageously with him to the point where every single person in the school knew Viktor Nikiforov had set his sights on Yuuri Katsuki. He asked him out and they went places together, except none of the outings ever felt like dates and Viktor wasn’t even sure why.

Finally, at the end of his junior year, Viktor couldn’t take it any longer and snapped. They were in the lunch room and he’d convinced Yuuri and his friend group to sit with them, even though the social disparity was pretty high (no one dared countermand Viktor on this, however, and he wanted Yuuri to sit beside him). When Yuuri just smiled blithely and completely missed the heart eyes Viktor was shooting him, Viktor shot to his feet, hands slamming down on the table. “Yuuuuuriii!” He whined loudly, somehow scowling and pouting at the same time.

Yuuri, confused, blinked. “Viktor?”

“I love you! Why don’t you love me back?” Viktor shouted, staring down at the boy beside him.

Yuuri’s eyes expanded at a dramatic rate and his face turned red in a flash. “Wha-oh…” He gasped, tensing like he just realized something important. “Oh.”

Viktor didn’t know what to do with that reaction.

“Kiss him!” Someone at the table hissed, Phichit, Viktor thought, because he was grinning and making ‘hurry’ motions with his hands.

Well, there was nothing for it. He had nothing else to lose anyway, except maybe Yuuri’s good will if he kissed him without permission. But even as he lowered himself back to the bench and leaned forward, Yuuri made no attempt to escape or get away. It might have been his imagination, but Viktor thought he might be leaning towards him.

The kiss was gentle and shallow, but it had Viktor’s heart lodging in his throat. It was everything he’d dreamed of for an entire school year. He didn’t even hear the cheers and jeers surrounding them. He only felt Yuuri, his soft cheek and his even softer lips, the warmth of his breath fanning across his nose as he pulled away. “Go out with me for real?” He asked, hopeful.

Yuuri, still blushing nodded. “Okay.”

FILL: Team Knife Emoji, T

equinoxchick - 2018-07-23 12:55 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Any
Fandom: Daiya, Kurobas, ES21, Tenipuri, Haikyuu, DAYS, YoI, any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Kidnapping?
Do Not Wants:None

Prompt:
Most likely to get kidnapped by the villain: filler's pick

Edited 2018-07-22 07:28 (UTC)

Ship/Character: Tanba Kouichirou
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: please ask

***

tanba

Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, T

kerrie13 - 2018-08-04 04:11 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Miyuki Kazuya/Kuramochi Youichi
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: None
Do Not Wants:None
Prompt:

Most likely to be misunderstood: Miyuki Kazuya

Ship/Character: kuramiyu
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: gossip, implied homophobia
Word Count: 915
Remix Permission: yes

***

Miyuki Kazuya is an idiot.

Okay, so maybe that’s a little blunt, but Youichi stands by that assessment. In the nearly three years they’ve known each other, Kazuya has done nothing but cement it.

Since they first met as first years at Seidou, Kazuya has managed to alienate pretty much all of their classmates with his tactless demeanor. His grades haven’t really done him any favors, either. Fortunately for him, the whole baseball thing is working out pretty well for him, even if nothing else is.

Yet despite his failings, Kazuya is also loyal as hell, has a sharp mind, and no matter what he says, he cares about people a lot. Youichi would no sooner say any of that out loud than allow himself to be road hauled, but the idea lingers. Sticks in his craw. Rankles, even.

But anytime anyone else says otherwise, Youichi goes out of his way to set the record straight.

One such instance Youichi recalls is in their first year at Seidou. They’re a few months into the school year — just long enough for Youichi to know Kazuya enough to get pissed at people who don’t get how he is. That somebody is Murata Nozomi, the class social butterfly and person least likely to keep her opinions to herself.

“Miyuki-kun is defective,” Nozomi says to one of her friends at lunch one day, just loud enough to be overheard. Youichi hears it, and he doesn’t doubt Kazuya hears it too, despite being absorbed in a notebook of stats or scouting or some other damn thing like that.

Youichi’s teeth grind as he listens to her spew half-truths about Kazuya’s aberrant behavior and why it makes him worth her mockery, and he screws his eyes shut just to keep from seeing red. He doesn’t speak again until class lets out and they’re on their way to the clubhouse. Halfway across campus, he blurts, “You’re not defective.”

Kazuya turns and quirks a brow. “Uh, thanks?”

“You know what I mean.” Youichi stopped short and stood in Kazuya’s path. “You heard what she said. I know you did.”

Shrugging, Kazuya says, “What does that have to do with anything?”

Youichi scrubs his face with his palms and bites back a growl of frustration. “It matters, okay!” He grabs Kazuya by the biceps and shakes him. “I know you’re not all mushy and shit, but it kind of matters that when people say stuff like that, you shouldn’t believe it.”

A wicked smile spreads across Kazuya’s lips, and his eyes twinkle mischievously. “Are you worried about little old me?”

“What? No.” Youichi scowls and crosses his arms, but he almost sighs in relief. “Well, as long as you know. Now get your ass moving. Azuma-san blew a gasket last time you were late to practice.”

“You’re like a mother hen, Kuramochi. I’m fine.” Kazuya’s eyes widen and glitter, and Youichi shakes his head at the rapid about face. “Rei-chan said she’s bringing by a pitcher to check out the facilities. She said I should pay close attention to him, and I’d know it when I see it.”

Bumping their shoulders together, Youichi smiles as they walk a little quicker to the clubhouse while baseball takes over Kazuya’s entire being. It seems as if he doesn’t have as much to worry about as he had initially thought.

There is still one more order of business, though.

The next morning, Youichi lingers outside the door of their classroom and waits for one of his classmates in particular to arrive. On cue five minutes before the final bell, Nozomi rounds the corner of the first year hallway. Her steps falter when she sees Youichi.

“A word, Murata?”

Nozomi swallows hard but follows Youichi to a rapidly thinning corner of the hallway near the downward stairwell. Once they are more or less isolated, Youichi crosses his arms and snaps, “You need to stop talking shit about stuff you don’t know anything about.”

“I —” Her face reddens and she looks at the floor. “It’s not my fault he’s a freak.”

Youichi sneers. “Well, you know what is your fault? That you don’t know him enough to realize how dumb the stuff you’re saying about him really is.” His hands ball into fists until his nails dig into his palms. “So knock it off.”

She stares at him wide-eyed until a smirk eschews the shock and shame from the moment before. “So that’s how it is. I’m going to ruin you, Kuramochi. You’re just as abnormal as he is.”

“Yeah, well, have fun with that because I don’t give a damn what you say about me.” Youichi crosses his arms and fixes her with his most withering glare, and Nozomi flinches. “Leave him out of your gossip, Nozomi. I mean it.”

With that, Youichi spins on his heel and ambles back toward the classroom with his hands in his pockets, whistling the song the pep band plays when the team takes the field.

Inside, Kazuya gives him a strange look. “Where were you? You’re never late.”

Youichi spies Nozomi hesitantly slipping through the door, and he rolls his eyes. “Just taking care of some business.” Turning back his attention to the only person in the room who actually matters, he asks, “So, how was your pitcher prospect?”

“Interesting.” As Kazuya launches into an enthused recount of his day on Field A, Youichi wonders if maybe he is the one who has misjudged Kazuya after all.

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, T

kerrie13 - 2018-07-30 05:16 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, T

hilaryfun - 2018-08-21 19:34 (UTC) - Expand

Re: Fill: Team Kinkage, T

kerrie13 - 2018-08-24 03:08 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Kageyama/&Hinata
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Dumb boys being dumb and oblivious
Do Not Wants: N/A

Prompt:
CUTEST COUPLE WHO AREN'T ACTUALLY A COUPLE (YET?): Kageyama and Hinata

Bless this prompt right here

Re: PROMPT: Team ReelFriendShip

mugenn - 2018-07-22 11:03 (UTC) - Expand

FILL: Team Come @ Me Bro, T

mousapelli - 2018-07-29 00:03 (UTC) - Expand

Re: FILL: Team Come @ Me Bro, T

hanavmaki - 2018-08-03 04:48 (UTC) - Expand

Ship/Character: Isashiki Jun/Kominato Ryousuke or Fujiwara Takako or Tanba Koichirou or Yuuki Tetsuya
Fandom: daiya no ace
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: none
Do not wants: OC ships

***

UGLIEST SLEEPER: Isashiki Jun

Ship/Character: Isashiki Jun/Kominato Ryousuke
Fandom: Daiya no ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: Go for it!

Ryou shakes his head - he's never seen anyone sleep in such an undignified position!

***

sleeping jun