sportsfest | Remix Round

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Remix Round

The remix round functions exactly like any other bonus round, only instead of using prompts, you create works based on other participants fills!

The remix round will remain open until August 31st, 2019 at 11:59PM PDT! [Countdown] This means you will have the entirety of the event, including a week after the other festivities end, to create remixes!

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Rules

Choose a fanwork created for SportsFest 2019 and make a remix of it!
You cannot remix fills created by yourself or your teammates! You can, however, remix fills that were created for your or your teammates' prompts.
Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment on this post.
You must have permission from the creator in order to remix their fills. You can use the Permissions Spreadsheet to easily find other participants' given permission, but if the type of fill you wish to create is not listed and/or you're not sure whether the creator would be comfortable with it, just ask!
Learn more about Remix Permissions, including how to set your own, here!

Posting Fills

Minimums

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)

If you’d like to use a different medium, please contact the mods if you have any questions about minimum requirements.

There is no max work cap.

Format

Paste the following into the subject header of your comment:

FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]

Paste the following into the body of your comment (be sure to replace any text in parenthesis!):

If you need help filling out the header, check out our guidelines for a more in-depth explanation of each line!

NSFW Fills

All NSFW remixes must be posted in After Hours. You can find the After Hours Remix Round post [here] and more information on posting to the After Hours community here.

You must be 18+ and a member of the After Hours community to post NSFW fills.

Scoring

First 10 Fills by any member of your team: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points each

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Title: Romance devant les toilettes
Ship/Character: Tsukishima Akiteru/Tanaka Saeko
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: mentions of vomit, parties, College party AU, drinking, I'm European so legal age is 18 deal with it, pining, drunkness, French translation
Word Count: 520 words
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

Trying to write something not cringy in French was a challenge, so many colloquial expressions I thought I was gonna DIE.

***

- Mec, ça va ?

Akiteru leva son regard et le regretta immédiatement quand le monde autour de lui se mit à vaciller et tourner. Il ferma les yeux et se retint de suivre le chemin vers Vomit-Ville.

Respire, Akiteru. Prends une bonne bouffée. Ne vomis pas. Tu es dans la queue pour les toilettes, à deux doigts d’y rentrer.

Mon Dieu, il avait oublié à quel point il détestait la tequila..

- Oui… ça peut aller. J’ai juste… un peu trop bu.

Il finit par répondre.

- Hah. Ce serait pas vraiment une fête sinon, non ?

Akiteru rouvrit les yeux, lentement cette fois, pour voir qui tentait vaillamment de faire la conversation avec sa version bourrée.

Elle était absolument magnifique, c’était sa première observation. Sa deuxième était que ses biceps étaient waouh. Elle devrait être sacrément forte, et il parirait qu’elle pourrait sans problème l’utiliser en guise de barre d'haltères ; une offre assez alléchante tout compte fait.

- Allô, oui, il y a quelqu’un ?

Akiteru se rendit compte qu’il avait été en train de la fixer. Merde. Il détourna son regard de son visage et fit l’effort de paraître désolé même s’il était fort probable qu’il ait plutôt l’air « bourré et vaguement nauséeux ».

- Pardon. Désolé je… pardon.

Il sortit tant bien que mal.

- T’inquiètes.

Elle lui sourit comme s’il avait était un gosse qui venait de mentir sur ses devoirs.

- T’es toujours aussi grand parleur ?

- Euh, ouais, en gros.

Il passa sa main sur sa nuque d’un air penaud.

- C’est-à-dire que j’aimerais bien rejeter la faute sur l’alcool mais je ne suis pas vraiment éloquent.

- Éloquent. En voilà un bien grand mot pour un ivrogne qui prétend être tout le contraire.

Elle haussa les sourcils tandis qu’Akiteru haussait ses épaules.

- C’est pas parce que je connais certains mots que je parle bien.

- Ça c’est plus crédible !

Elle lança un rire franc et bruyant qui lui permet tout de suite de décider qu’il l’aimait bien cette fille.

- Moi, c’est Tanaka Saeko. Ravie de faire ta connaissance.

- Tsukishima Akiteru. Je te serrerais bien la main mais elles sont toutes moites.

- Beurk. Ok, c’est noté.

- Enfin, elles le sont pas tout le temps. D’habitude mes mains sont pas moites.

- Mhm.

- Oui, en général, elles sont tout à fait sèches.

- J’en suis persuadée.

- Waouh, je me ridiculise complètement.

- Un peu, oui. T’en fais pas pour ça, va. C’est mignon.

- Mignon ?

- Grave. T’es adorable.

Elle le regarda de haut en bas et si Akiteru n’était pas déjà rouge, il rougirait de suite, malgré son ton condescendant. Il passa la main dans ses cheveux et regarda ses pieds et remarqua alors seulement qu’elle portait un mini short en jean et des rangers. La vache, ses jambes.

- Bon bah on dirait que c’est ton tour.

La porte s’ouvrit, lui laissant enfin le champ libre.

- Tu ferais mieux de te dépêcher avant que tu ne gerbes partout.

- Ouais.

Akiteru acquiesça faiblement. Il tituba vers les toilettes, s’arrêtant à la porte pour amasser autant de courage que possible.

- Hey, euh…

Il déglutit.

- Je pourrais avoir ton numéro ?

Saeko lui rendit un sourire éblouissant.

- J’ai cru que tu me le demanderais jamais.

Title: Do over
Ship/Character: Kuramochi Youichi, Kominato Ryousuke, Isashiki Jun
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Daiya
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: Yes see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

I was thrilled to give jun a chance to redo that day

***

Catch

AAAAA WOW??? I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! the lighting and mood is so on point and i loveee all the little details you put into the background, esp the carpet!! i want that carpet!!!!! this is soooo lovely!! thank you!!!!

THIS IS LOVELY THANK YOU FOR MY LIFE

Title: dance with me
Ship/Character: kiyoko/yui
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: dance au
Word Count: 20 lines - 100 words
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

dance with me
and i won’t be able to hide my grin
because you’re dancing with me
and i love you

dance with me
and i’ll show you who i am
and i’ll see who you are
and we’ll both fall in love

dance with me
and i won’t be able to stop myself from kissing you
because you’re dancing with me
and i love you

dance with me
and i’ll give you the stars
and the moon and the sun
and everything in between

dance with me
because i love you
and i’m pretty sure
you love me too

Title: blazing a new path
Ship/Character: tanaka & asahi
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: introspective tanaka, insecure tanaka, supportive asahi, tanaka is the next ace and no one can convince me otherwise
Word Count: 800
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

all dialogue is quoted from the original fill!

***

Watching Asahi has always been like watching a hurricane. Violent waves of pure strength and power tear through the air, and calm, kind, gentle Asahi sits at the center, tempering the storm.

Tanaka doesn’t know how he could possibly take Asahi’s place. Sure, he’s not too bad. He’s pretty good, to be honest. But he’s nowhere close to Asahi’s sheer power, and he’s sure as hell nowhere close to Asahi’s quiet intelligence and careful game sense.

He’s not ready for Asahi to be leaving. He’s not ready to take Asahi’s place.

He hates to think about Asahi leaving. He’s always been there, strong and stable at the center of their team.

Karasuno’s never been about individual players. They’ve always been about the team, enhancing each others’ strengths, covering each others’ weaknesses. Tanaka knows that he shouldn’t be so worried, since no matter what happens after Asahi leaves, they’ll handle it together.

He’s worried anyways.

He doesn’t feel like he really deserves the title of ace.

He still has so much work to do before he’s remotely close to Asahi. He’s still got so much growing to do, but he’s out of time. He needs to be ready soon, and he won’t be, and the last thing he wants is to let his team down.

Asahi’s so damn strong, and not just physically. He had the willpower to get back up after crushing defeat, after being shut down by Datekou, and he had the determination and passion to learn from his defeat and use the crushing hopelessness to improve.

He subtly glances at Asahi, and the ace is clearly distracted. He’s as distracted as Tanaka, if not even more, and Tanaka doesn’t need to guess what he’s thinking about.

He’s thinking about the future, and he’s worrying, just like Tanaka.

Asahi’s the ace that Karasuno needs, not Tanaka.

Practice ends, and Tanaka barely notices it, too busy thinking and stressing and shit. Practice ends, and Tanaka changes robotically, follows the team out the gates absently.

He barely notices as his teammates, his friends, start to peel off, heading in different directions, each eager to get home. He barely notices Noya chattering in his ear, barely engaging with his best friend.

He does notice, though, when Noya dashes off. He notices because it’s just himself and Asahi left.

It’s silent for a few minutes. There’s a lot Tanaka wants to say, so many questions he wants to ask while he has Asahi alone, but his words stick in his throat.

“Asahi-san?” he says finally, quietly, barely managing to get the words out. “You seemed a little out of it near the end of practice. You feelin’ ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Asahi tells with a nod and a soft chuckle, tilting his head back and staring up at the sky. “I was just thinking.”

“Bout what?” Tanaka asks, praying that his tone’s normal, hoping that his anxieties aren’t obvious.

“The future, I guess.” Asahi says with a shrug. “If Suga and Daichi were here they’d berate me for being a sap or something.”

Asahi laughs, but Tanaka doesn’t join him. Instead, he bites his lip, and Asahi looks away from the sky in order to meet his eyes. Carefully, he asks, “What’d you think? Of the future, I mean?”

Asahi stops, and Tanaka knows that he’d sounded uncertain enough to alert Asahi. Tanaka stops too, shoving his hands into his pockets as he turns back to face Asahi, nervously awaiting his response.

He’s not expecting Asahi to smile, or to step towards him and clap him on the back. He’s not expecting the certainty in Asahi’s voice as he tells, “I was thinking that Karasuno has a bright future ahead of them. The torch is lit, you just have to keep it burning… ace.”

Tanaka doesn’t really feel like he deserves the title of ace. He doesn’t, but that doesn’t matter, because Asahi believes in him. Asahi thinks that he’s got what it takes. That’s what matters, because of Asahi believes in him, he’s gotta believe in himself.

It’s like a switch is flipped, and his anxieties ebb away, nothing more than background noise. He grins wide and puffs out his chest. “Damn straight, I will!”

Asahi nods, still smiling, and lets his hand rest on Tanaka’s back for another moment before dropping it. They walk side by side as they continue on together until it’s time for them to part, until it’s time for them to go their separate ways.

Asahi’s gonna leave, and he’s gonna leave soon, but Tanaka’s not gonna think about that. Until it happens, he won’t think about it. He’ll just enjoy playing with Asahi tomorrow, and the next day, and for each day until it’s time to take up the torch, and to let Asahi go.

Title: risk
Ship/Character: kuroo/daishou
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: angst and loneliness and shrug emoji its 1:30 im not thinking of tags
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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hey, this is perfect. what the fuck? i should not be mooning over this trash ship at 3am. i blame you. (jk i love you and i luv this)

Title: tiger lily
Ship/Character: ennoshita/tanaka
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: first date, mention of vomit, first kiss (not in that order)
Word Count: 720
Remix Permission: yee
Link to Original Fill: here

***

Date, date, date, date, date . . .

The word bounces around in Ryuu’s head over and over, as if repetition will convince him that he is, in fact, going on a date with the library cutie. He knows how it happened; he just can’t believe his stupid monkey brain could manage to be smooth long enough to do it.

Taking a deep breath, he knocks on Chikara’s door and hope his head doesn’t explode before they make it to dinner.

In his ironed-for-once khakis and lavender shirtsleeves, Ryuu feels grossly overdressed the moment Chikara slips out of the door clad in a pair of slim-fitting jeans and an oversized sweater. “Oh, you’re on time,” Chikara murmurs.

“Haha, yeah.” Ryuu grits his teeth to bite back the first stupid thing that comes to him. Instead, he pulls the flower hidden behind his back and presents it to Chikara, bent stem and all. “I don’t suppose this will convince you to forgive me.”

A crooked smile cocks up at the corner of Chikara’s lips as he tucks the orange bloom (a tiger lily, Ryuu thinks the guy at the flower shop had said) behind his ear. “I’ll let it slide.” He locks the door behind him and stops short when Ryuu offers an arm of escort. “If you think that’s going to score you extra points, you might be right.”

Ryuu waggles his brows and links his arm with Chikara’s. “Never doubted it.” And with that, the First Date begins.

Four hours later, the two of them drape against the walls of the elevator moving them up toward Chikara’s fourth floor apartment. Ryuu is usually a stair taker, but the idea of running when his belly is crammed full of sushi and excitement makes him more than a little queasy.

“Whoever invented all you can eat sushi was a genius.” A wobbly smile lingers on Chikara’s face. “Evil genius, yes, but genius nonetheless.”

“Oh, yeah.” Ryuu’s head lolls to the side and he meets Chikara’s contented gaze. “The company wasn’t bad, either. There was this cute guy sitting at my table, though. I kept forgetting about my food.”

Chikara snorts. “If I see him, I’ll make sure to tell him off for you. Nobody should get between a man and his obscene pile of nigiri.”

The elevator lurches to a stop, unsettling Ryuu’s stomach but he wills it quiet just in time for the door to open. “My hero.” He gestures toward the walkway. “After you.”

“And here I wanted to know if you remembered which door is mine.” Ryuu swallows hard when Chikara strides past him like he’s not even there, save for a pat on the cheek. “Are you coming?”

Completely out of control and not worried about it in the slightest, Ryuu follows Chikara to his door (nope, he definitely wouldn’t have picked the right one). Unable to contain his anticipation, he rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet, hands behind his back and humming the main theme song for the absolutely craptastic movie they had watched.

“You’re going to haunt me that I made you watch that, aren’t you?”

Ryuu beams. “If by ‘haunt’, you mean calling you back for a second date, then you know it, Chikkun.”

A hint of pink tinges Chikara’s cheeks. “Not sure if I like the nickname. I’ll get back to you on that.”

“And the second date?” Ryuu’s breath bottles up in his throat as he waits for Chikara to consent to giving him the time of day still.

His eyes fly open when deceptively strong hands press him against the hallway wall and pouty lips snare his for a warm, exhilarating kiss. “Definitely.”

With that, Chikara excuses himself, flower still tucked into his hair, and Ryuu all but runs down the stairs. Screw being nauseous; he’s excited, damn it.

Outside, he leaps into the air, heels clapping together and he whoops into the peaceful autumn evening. “Oh hell yeah.”

The sudden motion reminds him of his full stomach, and he promptly empties most of it into the bushes lining the sidewalk, but even with the acrid taste of puke in his mouth, he can’t help but saunter away from Chikara’s building. “Worth it,” he says to himself, the song still finding its way into the clear, cool night.

hey hum, i love this very much

Title: Trust the cloth
Ship/Character: Haiji & Kakeru
Additional Characters: Shindo, mentions of other Kansei track team members
Fandom: Kazetsuyo
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Kingsman au, drinking, a bit of cursing
Word Count: 1161 words
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

sorry this is a bit sketchy,,
i love this kingsman au very much so i'll probably get back to it later

***

“Welcome to the Kingsman!”

Haiji smiled, and so did “Shindo”, working behind him.

“We’re not much at the moment but I’m gathering people. Soon enough we’ll be operational again.”

He paused, and rectified. “Well there may only be the two of us but that doesn’t mean we can’t go on the field!”

Haiji left, leaving the confused boy to Shindo’s care without further instructions. Kakeru rewind his day, reconsidering his life choices.

What started as his usual robbery trip ended on a draining chase. It was either sprinting or abandoning his diner and Kakeru was determined to eat. Eventually his pursuer found a way to cut him short. Kakeru was indeed in a dire situation but following some shady man in suit who caught him on his own territory shouldn’t’ve been a decision taken so lightly.

When Haiji finally stated his motivations, that he would offer him a place to live, free food, no rent, he didn’t expected what obviously looked like a very secret agency hidden in a mesmerising castle-like home.

Kakeru wasn’t at ease, surrounded by marble columns, high quality furniture, sitting on a velour chair that was probably worth more that everything he ever owned. He awkwardly rest his arms on the table, so polished he could nearly seeing his reflection on it. In this typically Art Déco picture, Kakeru and his worn out jacket, old sweatpant, was a stark contrast, an anachronism he would say himself.

Shindo leaned back and stretched.
“Do you want something to drink? We usually open champagne to welcome newcomers but if you would like something else we have plenty of other choices.”

Kakeru took a look at the bar behind him. It was indeed filled with many bottles he never saw, alcohol for wealthy people, he assumed. Since he didn’t know any of them, Kakeru played safe and agreed on the champagne.

The agency was falling apart since the loss of most of their members years ago, when Haiji was still under “Coach”’s care. But frankly the state of the building would’ve given Kakeru no clue about this.

“The higher ups want to merge us with other european branches. But that’s a no. An ab-so-lu-te no. You hear me?”
Hours ago Kakeru had a relatively high opinion of Shindo. The fact that he was a hardworking and reliable partner wasn’t to be doubted, but the fired up drunk ass side of him (after roughly three drinks) was unexpected.

“Though it would be of great help”, interrupted Haiji, appearing out of nowhere. “They want to send oversea agents here, from different branches.”

From this perspective, having new blood joining the crew didn’t sound like a bad idea to Kakeru.

“But they really think we’re… blind idiots, assholes!”

Haiji poured a drink for himself, and refilled Kakeru’s glass, declining his colleague’s, for his own good.

“But we’re not idiots, as Shindo said. They all want to take control over here, we’re the mother branch afterall. Well technically the responsibility moved elsewhere but it still started here, with the Kingsman. In the end that would mean we would be outnumbered and the agency’s fate won’t be ours to decide.”

Though not understanding the exact scope and gravity of the situation, and what he had to offer in all those shenanigans, Kakeru could still see why they would be pissed off.

Training was hard, way beyond what Kakeru have endured to run as fast as he did now. Running, swimming, climbing, hand fight, weapon fight, Haiji was an all rounder and incredibly good at it.

“Don’t worry Kurahara, if Haiji spotted you it means you are qualified to be part of the team.”

Shindo, fresh and totally recovered from last night, brought them towels along glasses of lemonade.

“You couldn’t dream of better teacher. He learned from the finest.”

While Kakeru was stretching, Shindo took Haiji two steps further, gesturing at his laptop’s screen. He was talking under his breath, but not low enough for Kakeru not to hear him. They probably didn’t mean to hide it anyway, or they wouldn’t be discussing this in front of him.

“I have a lead on Fujioka’s position.”

“So he ran there…” A gentle smile was drawing on Haiji’s face. “What a place to be, I’m sure he’s doing well, no need to reach him for now. Just keep an eye on eventual changes.”

What became of Shindo and Haiji’s colleagues was bothering Kakeru, asking directly would be out of place. The thought of these highly trained individuals not being as strong as Haiji was trying to sell Kakeru was inevitable. Secret agents mysteriously whipped out one by one sounded fishy.

“King”, “Prince”, “Coach” and others. They sure were looking hard for them, but for he spent months by their side, it seemed to Kakeru they were somehow purposely staying in the fog. Or that in fact their colleagues were smart enough to slip through their search, if that made any sense at all. Shindo often came to Haiji to talk about that matter, maybe twice a day. But he never saw what Shindo was actually doing on his laptop nor Haiji coming back with any of them.

Kakeru didn’t care much first, arriving last in an agency that lived over hundred years, he didn’t expected them to trust him right off the bat. But the lingering suspicion won’t quit, weeks of teaching only seeded his doubts. Kakeru came to the realisation that Haiji never took him once on mission, while he disappeared every three days (but always came back clean). It was routine, a strange one, and Kakeru was dying to ask him so many questions.

Kakeru failed to dodge and took the Demon’s fist right in the chin.

Fear wasn’t part of his daily life, the boy thought. He was afraid not to be good enough, to run fast or fight well enough.

“Focus, you’re getting better.” reassured Haiji.

But it was frustration he could transform into motivation.

“I know there are a whole lot of things you need to think of when fighting. What’s the opponent’s next move? What’s the meaning, the purpose of this fight? Is it necessary to continue or can we delay it? How’s your surroundings? How’s your own body?”

Haiji attacked between each sentence.

“You have to process all the information, think of your options and act at the same time.”

Kakeru blocked a hit, and the next one. But fell for the final blow, a low kick.

“Again”, he muttered, getting back on feet.

The fear of knowledge was not a feeling Kakeru had experienced before. What if? Simple words of curiosity might lead him on an unwanted path while the status quo could be a comfortable and safe space. If Kakeru ever has a grasp on why their shiny mansion and fancy suits bothered him, if he ever becomes the agency’s enemy, he would be sure Haiji would shut him down, no matter how fast or far he ran.

Edited (formatting ) 2019-08-29 11:56 (UTC)

Title: shrug emoji
Ship/Character: kirisaki daiichi, hanamiya-centric
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: minor blood in one image
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

linked to moodboard for minor blood

***

link

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Title: hell: gift wrapped
Ship/Character: daichi & kuroo
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: an attempt at neon cyberpunk vibes was made
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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Title: dusk
Ship/Character: akaashi & bokuto
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: spirit au
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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*shrieks*

The tonal harmony of it really does give it that air of a golden memory. This is so well put together! Thanks for remixing (even if I had to reread the original fill because i had no memory of that place).

Title: oh my dear lord
Ship/Character: kuroo/daishou
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: major character death
Other Tags: a somewhat abstract attempt at emotion
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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aaaa a thank!! glad u like it !!!

Title: flour to ashes
Ship/Character: tsukishima/yamaguchi
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: suggestions of blood, if that makes sense? images that are symbolic of blood/violence/war
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

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Title: muse
Ship/Character: ennoshita/tanaka
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: slightly suggestive images
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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ahhhhh, the grassy keyboard yasssssss

luff

Title: queen for a night
Ship/Character: alisa/saeko
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: mcu au
Word Count: none
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

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thank you so much I love your mood boards <3

Title: he hopes
Ship/Character: yuri & yuuri & viktor, viktor/yuuri
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: yuri on ice
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: insecurity, loneliness, longing, angst
Word Count: 28 lines
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

this remix was so lovely, i had to write another poem

***

he sees yuuri
leaning over the edge of the rink
he sees viktor watching him with longing

he sighs

he sees viktor
making up his mind and approaching
he sees yuuri startle at viktor’s sudden appearance

he sighs

he hears murmurs of insecurities
he hears whispers of promises
he hears love

he sighs

he remembers conversations
of insecurities, of fears
he remembers being a priority

he sighs

he doesn’t blame viktor
for paying closer attention to yuuri
he doesn’t blame yuuri for needing viktor’s attention

he sighs

he remembers whispered conversations
murmured confessions of a drive for perfection
he remembers relying on others

he sighs

he hopes viktor and yuuri can be happy
he really does hope that they work things out
but he’s still lost
and he still hopes that someone will find him

this inspired me so much, i had to remix it! https://sportsfest.dreamwidth.org/20061.html?thread=3032925#cmt3032925

Title: electric
Ship/Character: bokuto koutarou
Additional Characters: none
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: greek god au, a wild second person pov has appeared
Word Count: 21 lines
Remix Permission: see permissions sheet
Link to Original Fill: here

***

a warm glow

colours framing his face
you cannot look away

he crackles and crashes
alight with electricity

he is enrapturing

does he borrow his powers
from the clouds? from the sky?

does he sparkle with lightning
because he is a god?

you don’t believe so

you believe that the sky
borrows its power from him

you believe that the clouds
call on him when they are in need

of something spectacular

he is spectacular
he is electric

he is a warm glow
streaking across the sky

he is electric

Edited (oh rating) 2019-09-01 00:05 (UTC)

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