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SF2020 - Bonus Round 1: Three Words

Three words can mean the world! Whether it is a sentence or disconnected terms, what will you choose to convey with limited words?
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Title: you'll get hurt
Ship/Character: Alisa/Saeko
Additional Characters: Daichi
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Psycho-Pass AU, Injury, Knives, Minor Character Death [of an unnamed criminal]
Word Count: 868
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the psycho pass au

***

286.

Saeko’s just getting out of bed when she hears the door to her quarters open, and she groans. Sometimes she hates her open door policy.

“Tanaka, are you here?” she hears Daichi ask.

“Yeah,” she calls back, her voice still rough with sleep. She forces herself the rest of the way up and leaves her room, stifling a yawn.

Daichi takes in her rumpled state, his expression immediately clouding with guilt. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Saeko waves him off. “Was awake already, just wasn’t up yet. Wasn’t expectin’ to see you down here, Daichi. You need somethin’?”

“I saw that you weren’t on duty today, and the First Division is shorthanded,” Daichi says. “I hate to ask on your day off, but there’s a situation downtown.”

“Aren’t you guys always shorthanded?” Saeko snorts, cracking her neck. “Didn’t have any plans for today. Gimme five minutes to get dressed, and let Kuroo know for me.”

“Sure,” Daichi nods. “It shouldn’t take too long, just a minor rise in area stress in an abandoned block. I don’t expect it to escalate.”

298.

“You call this a minor rise?” Saeko huffs as the asshole ducks her Dominator shot and takes off running. He’d been well over three hundred. “I think it’s escalated.”

“Go after him, Tanaka!” Daichi presses a hand to the fallen woman’s stomach.

Swearing, Saeko sprints after him. Daichi owed her big time for this. She hasn’t even had breakfast yet, and now she’s chasing a criminal into an abandoned, condemned, block.

“Shepard Two to Lurcher Three, what’s your status?” Ennoshita’s voice crackles over the radio.

“Lurcher Three to Shepard Two, my status is fucking annoyed and in pursuit,” Saeko snaps. “One down at point of contact. Shepard One’s making sure a second keeps breathing. He’s heading North.”

“Shepard Two to Lurcher Three, stay with him. We’re on our way.”

“The fuck you think in pursuit means?” she grumbles to herself, skidding to a stop as the alley opens into a decrepit courtyard. At least ten exit points, and a fuckton of hiding spots. “Lurcher Three to Shepards, I don’t have eyes on him. Lost him in—”

The guy comes out of nowhere, and she doesn’t have time to dodge as he lunges with the knife. All she can do is twist, protecting her chest and letting the knife sink into her shoulder.

“Fuck!” she curses loudly, ramming her knee into his stomach and knocking him backwards. “You little fucker. That hurts like hell!”

She shoves the pain to the back of her mind, switching her Dominator to her left hand.

Crime Coefficient is 367. Enforcement Mode is Lethal Eliminator. Please aim carefully and eliminate the target.

She blows the bastard to pieces.

“Lurcher Three to Shepards. Suspect killed,” she says, exhausted. She bites back another curse as she yanks the knife out of her shoulder, ignoring the fact that she shouldn’t until it gets checked out. The wound left is deep, but not dangerous. She’s gonna be fine.

327.

“Told you to leave it,” she snarls, knocking the medic’s hand away. “Don’t touch a girl without asking, you dick.”

“Tanaka,” Daichi warns, raising an eyebrow at her. “That needs to be wrapped.”

“Yeah, no shit,” she snorts. “It can wait ‘til we get back.”

Daichi sighs. “Is there a reason why you don’t want it taken care of right away, or are you just being difficult?”

Saeko chews on her lip, not sure how much she wants to say. “Fuckin’ hate first aid in the field. Shit ain’t sterile, so I always gotta redo it when we got back either way. Not to mention the damn scanners. You know how shit those things are, they haven’t been replaced for years. They’re always readin’ heart rate and blood pressure — and Crime Coefficients — higher than they actually are.”

Daichi’s head turns sharply, looking at her with narrowed, questioning eyes. She shrugs, nodding imperceptibly.

“Alright,” Daichi accepts. “As soon as we get back, I’ll wrap it for you.”

“Nah,” Saeko dismisses with a grin. “Appreciate what you do, Dai, but I’ve got another offer.”

299.

“Saeko-san, you need to be more careful,” Alisa scolds softly, closing the first aid kit and setting it on the floor. “This could have been much worse.”

“Me? I’m always careful,” Saeko insists playfully. Careful not to disturb the bandages, she tugs the ruined shirt off, tossing it somewhere out of sight. “’Tis but a scratch!”

“You know that’s not all I mean, darling,” Alisa says quietly, and Saeko sighs. ‘Course she knows. “Do you know—”

“How high I shot? Not a fuckin’ clue.” Saeko shifts, leaning against Alisa without putting pressure on the wound. “Definitely broke 300.”

“You won’t be able to hide it forever.” Alisa bites her lip. “Eventually, you’ll get hurt, darling, and I won’t be there to stop it.”

“Nah, you won’t,” Saeko agrees casually, “but that’s alright.”

“Is it?” Alisa asks, her quiet tone laced with worry.

“Sure it is,” Saeko says, pressing a reassuring kiss against Alisa’s neck. “You can’t stop the shit from happening, but you’ll always be there to wrap my wounds after.”

“What happens when that isn’t enough?”

“Sweetheart, it’ll always be enough.”

Edited (formatting oopsie) 2020-06-28 04:04 (UTC)

Oh my gosh, I love this! You really managed to capture these two dorks. :D If you hadn't told me that you'd never written Kuramochi before I would have never of guessed! I also know next to nothing about Smash Bros so you're totally fine there too. *thumbs up* Thanks for the fill!

Thank you!! I thought I was done with Round 1, but this was such a good prompt I had to write it. :D

Ahhhh, this is freakin' adorable!! I love these two dorks so much and you seriously captured both of them so well. A ridiculous idea for a ridiculous pair, indeed. :D Thank you for the fill!

so many sprinkles omg, i love this for him :sob: it's what he deserves

Title: Hole in One
Ship/Character: Robo/Rion
Additional Characters: Tomoya mentioned
Fandom: Robot x Laserbeam
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: Rion is trying is best
Word Count: 1400
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet

So I failed at meeting the deadline but I still wanted to post this. I was all over this prompt the minute I saw it and I didn't want to give up. I started thinking I was going to write about Rion teaching Robo, but somehow it became this. (Well, he does learn something new?) I hope you enjoy!

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Rion might have liked his last game with Robo before graduating to be a little less anticlimactic. At the very least he would have liked to win that one and leave Robo a higher bar to aim for like a good senpai.

It had been two years since this sincerely, rudely honest young man had joined the golf club. For two years Robo had made him fight ever harder to keep his place as a regular. He’d been a satisfying practice partner and a rewarding student, soaking up information as fast as Rion could teach it and jumping from personal best to personal best at a prodigious rate.

Beyond that were feelings that he hadn’t spent a lot of time obsessing over, or even really acknowledging. He’d had plenty of rewarding opponents, and he was going to have even more soon enough, but that wasn’t the same. He’d never looked at any rival and thought about things like taking off their glove and running his fingers over their palm.

After this Rion felt like his role in the club was being reduced to an advisory role. If he wasn’t going to be Robo’s senpai in the club in the same way anymore, he might was well stop stalling and unpack what he was feeling.

“So, are you going to miss me?”

“No. We’re both planning to become pros, so I’ll see you again.”

Rion couldn’t help laughing at that firm proclamation. “I don’t know if that’s harsh or sweet.”

“Why would it be?”

“I might like it if it was one or the other. I like you. So, if you don’t like me and don’t care when we meet again, maybe it’s harsh. But if you feel the same, that’s sweet.”

“I like you too,” was Robo’s blunt answer.

“I feel like I just made a hole in one. That’s everything I wanted to hear, all in one stroke.” Rion felt almost giddy, and yet it took him all of ten seconds to start pushing for more. “You know if you get a hole in one you earn an extra prize.”

“Tomoya mentioned something about that.”

Rion waited a minute for Robo to ask what the prize would be in this case. He seemed to be treating the issue as complete.

Maybe that was just as well, but Rion couldn’t help trying to see just how far they could go. He playfully asked, “Then can I have a kiss? For my hole in one.”

He hadn’t quite expected that to work, but they ended up sneaking out behind the clubhouse where no one was likely to think of looking for them. Rion took one decisive step into Robo’s space and nudged the brim of his hat up to keep it out of the way before letting his hand shift to the back of Robo’s head. His unruly hair was even softer than Rion had expected.

“Still okay?”

“I said I was.”

“Just checking in.”

When Rion moved in for the kiss he found Robo’s lips soft and pliant, and utterly unresponsive.

He gave Robo a minute to wake up and respond before pulling away. His desire for a kiss was never meant to be a demand, and maybe they’d gotten mixed up somewhere along the way.

“I’m already looking forward to your pro debut, by the way,” Rion said as they left. That was true, even if his focus from here on out was going to be all on his own drive to go pro. Robo would catch up in a year, and they would have put this whole thing far behind them by then.

Rion wished he could have been there to see Robo bluntly announce his hole in one. He had missed seeing those moments when Robo demonstrated that under his calm exterior he had absolutely no chill. He’d missed seeing other people react, too.

Also, if they’d talked in person after the Dyzon Open maybe it wouldn’t have taken him such an embarrassingly long time to put together Robo’s meaning when he asked afterward, “Do we have to be competing in the same group before I can ask for an extra prize?”

As it was they were on the second hole of a sort of nostalgic ‘date’ at the same course where they used to practice in highschool before he figured it out.

They had played together long enough for him to tell when Robo was pushing his focus to the maximum and beyond. He didn’t even know what to think because really? On the second hole? Even if he was making a point of trying to train his stamina that felt a bit extreme.

When Robo actually pulled off a hole in one and turned to him with a deadpan victory sign it was pretty obvious that him saying, “I’ll try it from here,” had been a slightly less showy declaration of his intentions. He was still fun as Rion remembered, and just a little adorable.

“I don’t think I can compete with that today. Guess I’ll have to buy you something at the club house for that one.”

“I was going to ask for the same thing you did last time.”

It actually took that long for Rion’s brain to go from ‘hole in one’ to ‘prize’ and circle back to the expectant way Robo was waiting for his answer. “Wait, what? You aimed for that because you want a kiss?”

“Yes. I thought it was best to make an attempt at the first opportunity in case I needed more than one try.”

“You are the most obstinate person I have ever met. You could have just asked.” Well, that was one of the biggest things that had drawn him to Robo. He set goals for himself and then refused to waver in the face of just how unreasonable those goals might actually be. He had simply never learned to give up.

“I’m asking now.”

“Yes. Holy shit, yes.”

Rion was still left thinking did he really have to do that on the second hole? Because that left Rion a long walk having to remind himself he was a pro and he wasn’t going to be thrown off his game no matter what lengths his highschool crush was apparently ready to go to just to kiss him.

(Also, all feelings aside, a casual date did not mean either of them were going remotely easy on each other.)

They ended up in the same place they had over a year ago, except this time it was Robo’s hand on the nape of his neck and Robo leaning in to kiss him. This time Robo’s lips moved against his with a care that said just how much focus he was bending to the simple act.

It occurred to Rion very quickly that he had put absolutely zero effort into trying to get over his crush (and perhaps that lack of effort had paid off.) More slowly he realized that Robo had probably needed time to analyze what he physically wanted to do, and he hadn’t needed to assume that was the same as rejection.

Rion figured it was okay to raise the bar a little. He was fairly sure Robo was mimicking the way he’d been kissed before. He cupped his hand around Robo’s jaw and angled his head to draw the kiss out into something slower and deeper. He finished by delicately tugging Robo’s lower lip between both of his as he backed off.

Robo didn’t say anything, but he had that distant look that meant he was turning something over in his head as he raised his half-curled fingers to his mouth.

He did had to admit, if it took him a year to figure it out that was pretty far from being a ‘hole in one.’

“You know kissing isn’t usually reserved for a special prize, right?”

“I know. I asked Tomoya.”

Rion put a hand over his face and groaned in embarrassment. Of course Robo had talked to his best friend about it. Well, that explained some looks he’d gotten before he’d graduated.

Whatever Robo was murmuring to himself was too low to catch, but he didn’t miss when Robo nodded firmly and decided, “I’m ready to try again.”

Rion was curious if Robo would pick this up as quickly as he had with other physical lessons. He couldn’t wait to find out.

This is made of so many warm fluffy feelings and I want to wrap myself up in it and take a nap! I love Asahi and Suga's easy friendship and everyone still being so close.

Ahhh I'm so glad you posted this! It was so cute and sweet and true to their characters. I love the mentions of canon events and of Tomoya and his friendship with Robo!

“Do we have to be competing in the same group before I can ask for an extra prize?” ROBO PLEASE

It occurred to Rion very quickly that he had put absolutely zero effort into trying to get over his crush (and perhaps that lack of effort had paid off.) Aww :')

“You know kissing isn’t usually reserved for a special prize, right?”

“I know. I asked Tomoya.” I LEGITIMATELY LAUGHED OUT LOUD.

Thank you for filling!

Title: From me to you
Ship/Character: Takigawa Chris Yuu/Miyuki Kazuya
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Daiya
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Texting, Late Night Conversations, Long Distance Relationship, cute
Word Count: 989
Remix Permission: Blanket persmission given

Chris Takigawa: It’s late. You should sleep.

Miyuki peeled his eyes open to read the message and snorted under his breath. Only Chris wouldn’t omit perfect grammar and punctuation in private messages even so late.

Miyuki Kazuya: :-P

He wrote back to annoy the other a little. He peeked at the numbers in the edge of the screen and fought back a groan. It was late and he should sleep.

A bed-cover rustled and somebody turned in their slumber. Miyuki squinted into the darkness of the room, temporarily blinded by the bright screen of his phone. It was probably Okumura. He hoped that the first-year wasn’t awake. It was one thing to be up himself, but he had responsibility towards the team. Not to mention that the coach wouldn’t be very understanding, if he found out about Miyuki’s late-night conversations.

The phone in his hand vibrated quietly, forcing his eyes open. He didn’t realize they had closed already.

Chris Takigawa: Go to sleep.

Miyuki Kazuya: No, if you don’t go…

Chris may preach all he wanted, but his life-style wasn’t any better. There was very little that Miyuki could to help though, since Miyuki was at Seido and Chris at his uni dorm.

Chris Takigawa: Still need to study. But that doesn’t mean you can’t go to sleep. You need to rest.

Miyuki could picture Chris’ stern face, but if Chris could make all the wrong choices, so could Miyuki.
Miyuki Kazuya: Pot…kettle.
Miyuki chuckled to himself as he sent the message. He could almost hear Chris rolling his eyes in down-town Tokyo.
Chris Takigawa: I don’t have to handle Sawamura. ;)

Trust Chris to hit the nail on the head. Sawamura was a handful. Or Zono. Or Wolfboy. Or Kuramochi. Or…the team. But admitting that would be the grist for the mill and Chris wouldn’t hesitate to use it.

Miyuki Kazuya: You have Sanada.
Chris Takigawa: He’s asleep. So far, I am safe :D

The well-meaning captain of Chris’ baseball team was just discovering the hidden dare-devil streak of their perspective catcher. Miyuki considered meeting Sanada to let him know that Chris was his problem, Sanada needn’t have to worry.

Chris Takigawa: He only turned. I thought I’ll get a heart-attack O.o
Miyuki Kazuya: Oooor instead of worrying you might go to sleep…

Not that Miyuki thought he’d succeed with pure logic, but it was still worth a shot.

Chris Takigawa: Yes, yes. Just need to finish some things.

Miyuki didn’t know what that meant. With Chris, anything was possible - from a short English assignment to a 20-page report. People usually supposed that high school was the hard part and university would an easy sail with some baseball on the side. Those people weren’t Chris.

Miyuki Kazuya: How about going to bed and getting up earlier? The best advice is found on the pillow.
Chris Takigawa: Usually, the best advice is from you, but not this time :P
Miyuki Kazuya: You’re not charming your way out of this, go to sleep.
Chris Takigawa: Worth a try.
You: When I come to your match, I’ll look for Sanada, so I can talk to him. Somebody needs to keep you in check.
Chris Takigawa: By the time you get here, I’ll be a regular. I think I’m safe.

Miyuki scowled at his phone. Chris had a point. Seido was keeping him busy, minimizing their contact. He had not seen Chris since his graduation, contending himself with messages and a few pictures, they had exchanged. It was an irony that keeping Seido doing well was also keeping him from seeing Chris. Bittersweet torture. He wished he could meet with him, at least for a moment.

Miyuki Kazuya: I miss you…

He stared at the message for a while, then deleted it without posting. No need to add to Chris’ burden. Chris was finally enjoying his life, fulfilling his own dreams that were put on the back-burner, instead of helping the others to do it. And he was looking great doing it; the occasional photos that included him were full of smiles. University life suited him. University baseball suited him even better.

Chris Takigawa: I’m nearly finished, you really can go to sleep. No need to wait for me.
Miyuki Kazuya: If it’s just a little longer, I’ll stick around.

Chris’ almost finished turned out longer than he expected, because when Miyuki woke up, it was dawn and his phone’s alarm clock was ringing into his ear. With a grunt he got his glasses tucked in the corner of the bed that had fallen off during the night. He had definitely fallen asleep, and the morning came way too early. He yawned, sleepily rubbing his eyes, while Kimura was already almost finished with dressing for the morning training. Okumura was preparing himself, throwing Miyuki an occasional stinky eye. Did Miyuki keep him up during the night? Or was it just the usual…something… Miyuki shrugged internally and with a groan reached for his phone to turn off the alarm. There was an unread message from Chris.

Chris Takigawa: Go to sleep, love.

Miyuki stared at it, warmth spreading in his chest.
“Senpai, the training starts in 10 minutes.”

He tore his eyes away from the screen to look at Okumura, who was standing by his bed and looking at him with a funny expression.

“Have you ever seen me coming late?” Miyuki told him off.

Okumura scowled. “Repeatedly,” he answered acidly and grabbing his gear, he followed Kimura, who already disappeared in the chill morning waiting for them behind the doors.

Getting on Okumura’s nerves was just too easy, Miyuki snickered. Although Okumura was right, he should get going, or he risked coming late again. He looked back at his phone. Chris would wake up soon too, with even less sleep and a lot on his plate, but Miyuki could improve the start of his day.

Miyuki Kazuya: Good morning, love. :)

Title: Bite of my heart
Ship/Character: Takigawa Chris Yuu/Miyuki Kazuya
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Daiya no A
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: depressive emotions, introspection
Word Count: 461
Remix Permission: Blanket permission

“I want more. I want us to be more,” Miyuki stated bluntly.

The statement didn’t surprised Chris. They had been spiraling towards this moment for a whole eternity. Much longer, actually, than anyone suspected. What shocked him was that it happened now, when Chris’ life was soaked in chemicals without which he couldn’t sleep, couldn’t work, couldn’t exist, while he was so damaged that the doctors were considering adding more, because they worried about him. Why would Miyuki, ever the predator, approach him now?

Chris had long ago noticed Miyuki’s constant presence in his life, sometimes observing from the distance, sometimes coming closer, but always there. Chris had started paying attention merely out of curiosity, but over the time he grew accustomed to the presence. Still, after all those years, Miyuki approached him in a moment that made little sense: when Chris was entirely done, with everything and everyone; and everyone was done with Chris.

He was sure that accepting Miyuki’s confession could and would only lead to a bitter end. And yet… he, Takigawa Chris Yuu, who had always prided himself on his reasoning skills, on his discipline, his logic, he still couldn’t reject him. He might write out the positives and the negatives, apply logic or reason about it. Know that once Miyuki realized that Chris had no future, he would discard him, yet Chris still wanted him. Although saying yes was the most illogical thought, it was the only thing he could do.

Chris’s eyes flickered to Miyuki, and he looked to the side, but answered honestly: “I want that too.”

“I want you. Have always wanted you,” Miyuki admitted without shame, looking straight at him.

Miyuki constantly had his eyes on a prize, or a goal, never content, striving to go higher and become better. He strove for perfection. He was relentless and fearless. It wasn’t a surprise that he was the one to speak up, to reach for Chris and curl his calloused fingers around Chris’ softened hand. Looking at their intertwined fingers, Chris gulped. He knew what awaited him at the end of this journey, but still could only say yes. His decision would have been the same in the past and in the future as well; in any time and in any universe, if such a thing existed, whenever Kazuya asked him for it - Chris had lost this drive with more chemicals seeping into his system, but if Miyuki asked him to be go higher with him, Chris would follow.

He was powerless against Miyuki's steely resolve, pulled in like a star being overtaken by a supermassive black hole.

Saying yes, was the most illogical decision, but what if… this thing between them, what if it had a chance to survive after all?

Title: This is it?
Ship/Character: Takigawa Chris Yuu/Miyuki Kazuya
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Daiya
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: break-up, slightly smutty
Word Count: 1068
Remix Permission: Blanket permission

Miyuki swallowed hard. Just remembering what he had shared with Chris had made him shiver, his cock growing heavier. Miyuki didn’t expect anything would ever happen between them, because Chris has always been this unattainable goal, but he couldn’t imagine NOT wanting Chris: go down on him, or date him. Whatever Chris would allow.

But he got lucky and He. Was. Dating. Chris.

The thought sent butterflies in his stomach into a wild frenzy and the memories of their last date sprang into his mind. It was the furthest they had gone in exploring each other. At some point they ended up on Chris’ bed, where Chris held him with one palm against his chest, while his hand slipped under Miyuki’s shirt. There it pressed against his skin and travelled to his heart. Miyuki never thought his nipples were sensitive, but with Chris, his brain considered erotic even Chris’ breathing into his ear. “Miyuki…” Chris murmured, and it was an electric shock straight into his cock. He swallowed hard to contain his moan, but Chris’ hands around him tightened.

“You can be loud, nobody’s home,” he mumbled into Miyuki’s ear. Miyuki gasped at the request, he wasn’t a vocal person, but he couldn’t say no to Chris either, so when Chris’ hand splayed over Miyuki’s pectoral and his clever fingers casually tweaked the nipple they found, Miyuki let out his breath without restrain, allowing Chris to hear what his touch was causing. Chris hummed pleased, while his other hand caressed Miyuki’s ribs sensually, ridge by ridge. Miyuki never realized how big Chris had grown. All the exercise to overcome his injury made him into a solid block of muscle. His hands lacked the callouses of batters, but they were strong. They were safe. Chris had known him since he was a kid, he didn’t need to pretend. He let his head fall back and found Chris, like a reliable wall behind him, allowing him to lean back, relax, let go. Miyuki gave in, leaving Chris to do as he pleased. The hands embracing his torso tightened, as if Chris could swallow Miyuki into him though some magical osmosis. If it was possible, Miyuki didn’t wish for anything more.

Chris’ hand climbed up to his neck, where it laid against Adam’s apple. Miyuki moaned. He couldn’t imagine anyone else he would bare his throat for.

He realized that Chris’ other hand was crawling down Miyuki’s stomach. Miyuki’s legs fell open without Chris even doing anything. For Chris. Only for Chris.

Then Chris made Miyuki’s world go white with simple caresses.

The memory sent hot shivers along his entire body and a blush to his cheeks. What they shared was special. Or so he believed, that’s why he stared now at Chris with little comprehension.

“I thought…” he didn’t know what, only that it was very hard to put into words now. Form any words. He at last wrapped his head around one. “Done?” his lips refused to wrap around it. His lips, that revealed so many perversities to this man, who was now destroying everything Miyuki had…

“Yes, we’re done.”

He just couldn’t take staring at Chris’ calm facade. How could somebody, who caressed him so tenderly, so passionately a few days ago, now be telling him this?

Miyuki stood up so suddenly the chair scraped rawly against the floor. Like his whole body needed to get away from the words, and what they meant.

“Did…that mean anything?”

If Chris said no, he could hate him. He could snarl into his face, curse his name and leave to lick his wounds in quiet.

“It meant everything to me,” Chris answered honestly. The sheer simplicity made Miyuki shake his head and crumble back onto the chair. If it meant everything, then why? why Why WHY!?

“I’m sorry,” Miyuki mumbled.

Chris looked as if Miyuki’s apology was a slap. As if it should be him, who ought to beg for forgiveness. Perhaps he was even right, but Miyuki couldn’t imagine anyone else, he would apologize to.

Chris’ expression fell. His hand disappeared under the table, and he stared at the desk when he asked Miyuki in a hoarse voice. “What are you apologizing for?”

“I don’t know!” Miyuki cried out. “Whatever that caused this.”

He started at the table, at the same spot, that Chris stared. It was in no way interesting. Just a regular spot on a boring table. Or maybe it was the most interesting, because Chris had stared at it for a while now, not once lifting his eyes to Miyuki.

“Why?” Miyuki mumbled into the silence.

Chris shook his head. “Is it important?”

Miyuki huffed dejected. “Yes, it fucking is!”

“It’s….” Chris hesitated for a long time, making Miyuki hold his breath. “It’s not you. The problem’s me.”

Miyuki waited. When nothing came, he burst out: “Seriously? This is what you tell me?”
“It’s the truth!” Chris lost his calm.

“Well that’s great, that helps a lot!” Miyuki spat out, his hands banging against the table, as he put them on top to push himself up. Chris flinched, but didn’t say a word to defend himself. To defend them. What they had. It wasn’t enough to make him defend it, Miyuki thought unhappily.

“Is that all?” Miyuki asked with a harsh edge.

Not even that forced Chris to look at him. He nodded mechanically. Like it broke him.
Good! Because it broke Miyuki too and it hurt. It pained him so much that it left a hollow place in his chest, because anything else would kill him right now.

He wanted to hate Chris. But he couldn’t imagine anyone else, who could hurt him this deep and still…still Miyuki wouldn’t be able to hate him. He could never hate Chris.

OH my gosh this is so cute!!!! I love those two so much, and this is such a sweet meeting.

oh, i love this! second person pov has a special place in my heart and it worked v well w the way you wrote it and the contents of the fic. thank you for filling!!

aaaah, supportive and observant Miyuki makes my life complete. I love seeing Miyuki coming out of his shell and being honest. Also TetsuJun makes me life have more colors and this story was so nyunyunyu sweet!

we have a song in my language about driving through fields of sunflowers. It is a very dreamy and soft song. This story reminds me of it in the best way possible :)

this is magical & i love this so much!!! aaa I was really hoping someone would fill this & you did so thank you for making my dream come true ๑ˊૢᵕˋૢ๑!!!!! also i love the little sparkles around kenma, soft.. so soft

omg i absolutely love their outfits & chihaya's expression!!! wakamiya is so badass in this and the two in the tower are a lovely, comic touch *‧.₊˚*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.* thank you for this!!!!

the ending is beautiful & powerful (ngl I had shivers!!) I love the fire imagery used in this piece aaaa what a wonderful character study!!! thank you for this charlie *‧.₊˚*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.*

the number of times i squealed while reading this is embarrassing, panda... the way you write these two and aroace komi is marvellous; I loved reading every second of it and could only wish there was more!!! for now though, I'll just re-read this again bc the feelings you brought out through the fic (and in me) were so raw and tangible, I'm in awe!!

thank you for writing this piece and sharing it!! I'm always happy to enable you you bring such sweet goodies!!! (ღ´͈ ᵕ `͈ )

this fill made my heart melt! :') there are so little fics (that I know of) that explore gift giving as a love language, and this fic gave me a better understanding of that!! kenhina is so cute, and kenma being so open and honest with hinata just makes my heart flip!!! thank you so much for this hehehe <3

aaaaa thank u!!! im glad u liked it !! <3

this is so cute omg,,, i love their banter & how kakeru still confides in haiji after haiji has graduated. thanks for the fill!

I love everything about this fill so much, especially inner Nagisa's voice as he's struggling with his feelings and how to make it right! I also love the imagery you've included here.

I wrote a remix for this if you would like to read it.

This is lovely! The forehead bump is very much my favorite.

You’ve been remixed!

https://sportsfest.dreamwidth.org/27339.html?thread=3443915#cmt3443915

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SF2020 - Bonus Round 1: Three Words

This round is now closed!

Rules

Format

If Prompting

If Filling

Scoring

Additional Information

FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, M

Re: FILL : Team Grandstand, G

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, T

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G

Re: FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, G

Fill: Team Grandstand, G

Re: FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, T

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G

Fill: Team Grandstand

Fill: Team Grandstand

Fill : TEAM GRANDSTAND

Re: FILL: Seijoh Third Years, T

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, T

Re: FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, T

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G

Re: FILL: Team Setter Squad, G

Re: FILL: Team Home Run, G

Re: FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, T

Re: FILL : Team Grandstand, G

Re: FILL: Team Home Run, G

Re: FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, T

Re: FILL: Team Seijoh Third Years, T

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, T

Re: FILL: Setter Squad, G

Re: Fill: Team Grandstand, G