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SF2022 - Bonus Round 1 : Time & Place
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PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, etc
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Compulsory Boku no Hero Academia AU so go wild
Do Not Wants: Major Character Death, Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
***
Prompt:
TIME: 20XX
PLACE: Mustafu
PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, etc
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Historical AU (or Bridgerton AU go wild y'all), I'd also love some Rule 63 or Omegaverse if you're into that lol
Do Not Wants: Major Character Death, Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
***
Prompt:
TIME: Beginning of the Social Season
PLACE: The Royal Palace
Re: PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Knb, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: College AU, is bait
Do Not Wants: suicide, active self harm, throat mutilation, HQ first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: Past bedtime
PLACE: The library
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Kita Shinsuke, Kita/Ojiro Aran
Additional Characters: Mentions of Kita's OC grandparents and the Miya twins
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: College AU, kinda canon compliant, not established relationship but mutual pining, mostly Kita-centric, Kita's POV
Word Count: 1288 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
So, it was a rollercoaster and it took me so long... but here it is... hope you like Kita
***
The pushing of keyboard’s buttons filled the university’s library, drowning the traditional sound of pen scraping on paper that had characterised for years the study times.
At first, Shinsuke had been troubled by the sound. On his family farm, in a rural part of the country, the bustling of nature had been his companion. Between his role as Captain in his high school volleyball team and the steady help he gave to his grandparents, he followed a very tight and carefully crafted schedule. The time he allocated for school work was constant but done in the wee hours of the morning where most living beings still enjoyed their sleep.
He hadn’t grown up around technology in his home where he was used to going over his lessons. Books and stationery were the only tools he had needed so far. Whenever he had needed the use of the Internet, he had sporadically borrowed a teammates’ help or made the most of the computers the town’s public library had put at their disposal.
He had tried to protest against going to university. Shinsuke knew he wanted to take over the family farm and his grandparents had already taught him all the ins and outs of how to care for it. He had also been concerned about how they planned on keeping up the work they were now too old to do. The doctor had been very clear about them needing to take it easy and rice cultivation wasn’t a walk in the park. His objections had been met with a kind but firm rebuttal and after a long conversation, he had agreed to go study agriculture and new techniques for a few years if in exchange they accepted help. And so, Shinsuke had packed two suitcases and left for the big city.
It was wild to think that he was merely two hours away from home but the landscape already looked so much different. The contrast never failed to leave him in awe despite his frequent volleyball away games. He had also been to Tokyo enough times to realise that the Kansai region was just child’s play when compared to it which was probably why he had not even considered applying to any program there.
He had had to adapt. His biggest hurdle being, surprisingly and not at the same time, the noise. More precisely, a noisy work environment. He had instantly crossed the dorms off for study times despite the perfectly functional desk that was provided and had wasted no time getting acquainted with the university’s library. He had been pleasantly surprised by the facilities and the long opening hours that perfectly slid in his schedule’s blank slots.
The huge library was relatively empty, allowing him to find a secluded, quiet table for him to use until his study time was over for the day. Tonight, however, the library was significantly more full and he had had a harder time finding an empty spot. He hadn’t wasted time mulling over the reason behind it however. And as time passed and the remaining seats were getting filled, he was starting to consider it. An admittedly badly executed attempt at being discreet around him clued him in. Finals were close, and a lot of the students had started to actually study for them. Cramming is what they called it.
It wasn’t his first time hearing about it, but it definitely was his first time witnessing it. He had heard his teammates complaining multiple times because of it. He himself, never crammed for exams. He just didn’t have the luxury for that before. Now, far from his other obligations, he found himself willing to try it. Of course it wouldn’t be a proper cramming session since, so far, he had been diligently and consistently rereading his lectures and making comprehensive flashcards for them every day. Pushed by the competitive environment, he tried to ignore the noise and to concentrate on furthering his knowledge in topics that his professors had only brushed over. It certainly couldn’t hurt to be more prepared and detailed in his exams. He also started on the outline of a presentation that was due soon but couldn’t work on properly since it had to be made with Powerpoint.
Aran had promised he would lend him his laptop the next afternoon while he was busy with volleyball practice so it couldn’t hurt to prepare right now even though he had already planned to spend some time in the morning to do it. He might just start on the next book he had on his reading assignment instead. That could work out.
“Kita-san?”
It was barely a whisper, and should have been lost in the sounds of keyboards, steps and concealed conversations. It wasn’t.
Shinsuke looked up and smiled.
“Aran. I already told you to use my given name.”
His ears darkened a shade.
“Sorry. I’ll try to remember it. I’m not used to it.”
“It’s alright. I’m not trying to scold you, you’re not in trouble. I just thought we were close enough for that.”
“You- Oh, yes. I suppose we’ve been friends for three years already.”
He hummed in response, a mystical smile on his lips.
“So, Shinsuke. I wasn’t expecting to see you here. I mean, this late.”
He was embarrassed. How cute.
“Yes, I know it’s unusual. But I fear that I won’t be able to find a seat in this cramming period so I’m working on what I had on tomorrow’s schedule.”
“I see. That’s smart of you. Not that it surprises me! And uh I think it’s only going to get worse. Finals week especially.”
“Thank you for the advice. Are you cramming yourself?”
He looked down at the books he was carrying.
“Oh yes. I try to study a bit every night but between classes, practice and working out and well, trying to keep some time to myself so I don’t go crazy, I don’t have much time left for anything, really..”
Shinsuke nodded.
“I understand. It must be hard on you. And now exams are upon us.”
Aran sighed.
“That, they are. How do I have less classes than in high school but more trouble keeping up? Now I can’t even blame it on the twins too.”
He couldn’t help but let out a muted chuckle.
“I know. They were this loud presence in our lives and now it’s all so quiet.”
“Peaceful, you mean.”
“Sure.”
“What?”
“What is it?”
“You said ‘sure’ in a different tone.”
“Did I?”
“I’m very familiar with your tones. There’s something you’re not saying.”
“Familiar enough to call me by my given name?”
“Please, don’t try to change the subject.”
His smile widened as Aran’s face darkened.
“It’s okay, Aran. I know you’ve missed them too. Don’t worry, my lips are sealed.”
Truly adorable.
“Uh, well. Good. That’s good. I have to uh go now.”
He pointed in the way he knew the exit was.
“Are you coming? It’s almost 10pm. And I- uh.. I’m pretty sure it’s past your bedtime?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
Maybe he shouldn’t tease him that much. Or flirt, as Atsumu had put it. But he had long realised that very few things delighted him in this world as much as seeing his dark-skin take on an even darker shade, the faintest of red hue tainting it like a filter on those photo editor softwares.
“You know what? Doesn’t matter. I was just.. wondering if you were done for the night so we can walk to the dorms together.”
“Of course.”
He was only halfway through sketching his slides for the presentation but he had already finished all of his taks today so it wasn’t technically a lie, right?
Re: FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Re: FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, KnB, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Does not need to be angsty
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: The end
PLACE: Where it started
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Nijimura Shûzô/Haizaki Shôgo
Additional Characters: Mentions of Akashi Seijûrô
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None?
Other Tags: rated T for swearing, very brief mentions of underage sex like blink and you'll miss it, omegaverse, somewhat canon compliant otherwise for Teikô middle school arc, angst, break up?
Word Count: 1478 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
I guess the ending of his stay at the school works?? And it started at school?? Idk I tried. Omega!Haizaki and Alpha!Nijimura
***
Shogo hit the screen, hanging up with his soon-to-be former middle school’s secretary. The phone bounced on the bed before disappearing.
“FUCK!”
A protest barely muffled by the thin walls of the apartment resonated.
“Hey! Language, young man!”
He forced himself to wait and take a few breaths to calm himself.
“Sorry, mom!”
He turned around and located his phone laying on his bedroom floor.
It lit up. The picture of a scowling black-haired teenager stared back at him.
Incoming Call : Captain 𝚨 Bastard
This time, he kept his reaction to the confines of his mind.
His thumb hovered over the screen. Conflicting emotions were running wild, brain and heart at war against each other pleading for him to take contradicting actions.
Eventually, the screen turned to black and Shogo let out a breath.
He went about leaving the phone on his desk before setting up the table for dinner when it vibrated in his hand.
Against his better judgment, he turned on the screen to read the notification.
Captain 𝚨 Bastard : Answer.
More were quick to come.
Captain 𝚨 Bastard : You think that because I have been around lately I wouldn’t know you’ve been skipping practice??
Captain 𝚨 Bastard : SHO, A FUCKIN WEEK??
The fast coming Line messages had blended together, rendering it impossible to read them anymore on his locked screen. Combining it with the incessant vibrating sensation on his hand, his emotions still heightened in his post-heat got the better of him.
He opened the app and didn’t even bother reading the rest before sending his own.
Me : I WAS IN HEAT YOU FUCKING 𝚨-HOLE
The vibrations came to an abrupt stop and Shôgo took a moment to bask in the satisfaction of having succeeded in shutting him up.
The moment, as he should have known, was short-lived.
Incoming Call : Captain 𝚨 Bastard
The sight that he made seemed to come from deep inside him.
“I don’t wanna talk to you. Get a fucking clue.”
He slid his thumb down on the screen and put his phone on No Disturbing mode for good measure.
Before, he would have been too worried of the repercussions to do that, or too guilty.
Before, that is.
He exited the Principal’s office where he had stayed far too long for his liking, but it was finally done.
In his relief, he gave a nod to the secretary having seemingly forgotten their last phone spar and quickly made his way to the school gates under the stares of students and staff alike. He gritted his teeth.
Damn fucking post-heat scent. Fucking presentation with its stronger than usual potency that ran through normal patches faster than it should be allowed.
He glared around him.
No, he was not doing it on purpose. He just couldn’t afford anything other than the prescribed generic patches because they were the only ones covered by the insurance.
He was almost out when he stopped dead in his tracks.
His basketball stuff. His locker.
He closed his eyes.
Fuck.
He changed his course and hurried to gym 1. He glanced at the clock and was reassured to read that it was only 2:30pm, giving him 30 minutes to gather his stuff and get the hell out of this rising nightmare for good.
He slammed the door open and grabbed his shoes first, threw his deodorant inside one and pondered over the practicability of carrying it all in his arms.
And he couldn’t afford to leave anything behind.
His eyes wandered around the room, hoping that one of his ex-teammates might have left a plastic bag somewhere. He threw a quick glance to the empty showers before resigning himself to his fate.
When he got back to his locker however, he wasn’t alone anymore.
A familiar boy was leaning against the locker beside his.
Shôgo levelled a glare to match up the other’s.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing.”
He snorted as he collected his belongings.
Grey eyes squinted at him.
“Are you quitting?”
His hand hesitated before going back to its task.
“None of your business.”
“Hey! I’m still your Captain.”
Shôgo threw his head back as he laughed, unknowingly flashing the jewels-embedded high quality leather collar his scumbag sire had been quick to ship him once the school had congratulated him on his son’s new status.
He shook his head, a smirk on his lips.
“You’re full of shit, that’s what you are.”
Nijimura extended a hand towards him which he was quick to avoid.
He didn’t insist. Instead, he stared as he quickly filled his arms with the content in his locker.
Shôgo turned to the door and thought it was the end of it.
Well, so much for that.
The dark-haired boy quickly passed by him and stood in the door frame, arms crossed.
For fuck’s sake.
“Now you’re gonna tell me what’s going on.”
“No. Now move aside, I’m leaving.”
“I don’t want to.”
“For fuck’s sake.”
“Sho, come on, just talk to me.”
Shôgo’s arms tightened and his eyes widened in disbelief.
He frowned.
“Talk to you?”
He huffed.
“TALK TO YOU?”
“How about YOU talk to me first, fucker? Uh?? Where the fuck have you been this past month!? You never pick up the damn phone, you barely text me back and when you do it’s just ‘Sorry I’m busy’. Fuck! You left goddamn Akashi run this gym like he was a King, the others his trusted Generals and I was nothing more than his pathetic Jester.”
Nijimura had the audacity to roll his eyes.
“Why is everything always so dramatic with you? Sure, Akashi can be a little harsh but it’s not like I’m going easy on you either. Come on, you can’t let your differences in opinion drive you away from basketball. You were born to play the sport, Sho.”
“And how does it fucking matter if I don’t step foot on the court?”
He shook his head.
“Forget it. I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. You obviously don’t care.”
This time, he couldn’t avoid his touch and its warmth burnt despite the clothing.
Shôgo blamed it on the post-heat.
“Of course I care about you, Sho.”
He analysed his face, the tone of his voice, and took in the sincerity. It only made it hurt even more.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving?”
His voice cracked but quickly recovered.
Nijimura, on the other hand, looked like he had just been slapped. His hand slid off.
Serves you right.
“Sho, I-”
“Tell me why I had to learn that from fucking Akashi, of all people. I immediately knew it was true because let’s face it. The little shit might be deranged but he’s no liar.”
He tried to appear nonchalant before continuing.
“You’d think you two are fucking with how close you are.”
“NO.”
Black hair danced smoothly as he shook his head.
“No way.”
Shôgo’s shoulders dropped but the relief was short-lived. After all, it didn’t matter anymore. He had his mind all made up.
“I don’t care anyway.”
“Sho, is that what it is about? Are you quitting because you think there’s something between Akashi and me.”
“Of course you’d think this has anything to do with you.”
“Then tell me.”
“Why? You’re leaving. And you obviously couldn’t even be bothered to tell me.”
“Sho, I promise-”
“Bla bla fucking bla. Again and again it’s promises and later. I’m never on top of that apparently looooong list that keeps you so busy all the fucking time. And when you do magically have time for me, we get interrupted by shit you can never tell me about. It’s been months and I’m fucking sick and tired. Let’s just stop, ok.”
“Is that what you want?”
No. Yes. Maybe? Fuck.
“I’m tired, Shu.”
“Let’s talk about it first. There’s something I-”
The melody resonated in the locker room, startling them both.
Nijimura opened his mouth but he didn’t give him the chance to speak.
“Let me guess. You need to take this. It’s urgent and it will only take 5 minutes.”
For all the sorrow in his eyes, his hand was already taking his phone out of his pocket.
“Just 5 minutes.”
“It’s never 5 minutes.”
Nijimura must have known he wasn't winning this argument because he didn’t bother arguing. He stood aside to answer the call and Shôgo quickly grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.
He stopped on his way out, holding the door open with his body and turned.
“I’m not quitting. By the way.”
He already had the phone glued to his ear but the confusion in his eyes told him that he had heard him.
“I’m transferring.”
He walked out, not bothering to see the reaction.
The door slammed shut behind him.
Re: FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Be gay
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: I said yes
PLACE: I forgot where
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Kenma/Kuroo
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Mostly canon compliant with time-skip era, established relationship, relationship drama
Word Count: 629 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
The place is *technically* forgotten even though it's mentioned?? It will make more sense in the fill I promise. Hope it still works but otherwise it's fine I'm not getting any points anywyay lol
***
“Our first date was in Disneyland.”
“Nuh-huh. It was at the ice cream shop.”
“What? We weren’t even dating yet at that time!”
“You said It’s a date!, how does that not make it our first date?”
Tetsurô blushed.
“I wasn’t really being serious you know… Wait. Is that why you started acting weirdly affectionate?
“You’ll have to be more specific.”
“Like… kissing my cheek and holding my hand when we went places?”
Kenma looked at the sky.
“I can’t believe this.”
Then, looked down at his boyfriend.
“Are you serious? So for weeks you thought it was just me being weirdly affectionate??”
“Uh..”
He stared at the floor sheepishly.
“Well, yes? I mean, it did clue me in that maybe you were feeling the same and pushed me to really ask you out so it’s not like it was in vain.”
He met Kenma’s unamused eyes.
“Look, I’m sorry I was such an idiot. It was back when I was still being-”
“A coward?”
“-cautious.”
“So, if I got it right, you saying It’s a date!, was supposed to tell me that it wasn’t one?”
“I’ve had better thoughts, I know. But what can I say? You have the ability to turn off my brain with a simple flutter of your pretty lashes.”
It was Kenma’s turn to blush.
“Don’t try to distract me. Point is, you said that was a date. So it counts!”
Tetsurô sighed before looking back at his boyfriend with renewed fire.
“Why are we even arguing? And how does it still matter? We’re dating! We’re in love! We live together! I spent hours trying to convince you to take one day off just so I could drive you to this stupid place, get on one knee and propose marriage to you in front of all those random people and recite this stupid cheesy speech that got me indebted to Akaashi for life! So what if it turns out it’s not the place where we had our first date? Hell, we already were glued to each other so much that everyone, including our families, thought we were dating for years but trying to keep it a secret! And you know me, Kenma. I’m a huge romantic but try as I might, we’ve been toying with the line between being best friends and boyfriends for so long that it’s all a blur in my mind. Yeah, maybe Disneyland isn’t where we’ve had our first date. But I definitely remember this is where we had our first kiss. The first time I was sure for certain that we were not close platonic friends but boyfriends. So can you please tell me if you’re gonna marry me now, Kenma? I’d like to get up. I’m pretty sure my pants are ruined from all the friction with the concrete and my arms are getting tired from holding that box up.”
He waited for a beat before Kenma’s lips started turning upwards in a soft smile.
“Already tired? I thought my boyfriend was an athlete.”
“Former athlete. Come on, kitten.”
Kenma chuckled. He bent to be at eye level.
“Yes, Tetsu. I will marry you.”
He hurried on his feet to wrap his fiancé in his arms.
On his tiptoes, Kenma whispered in his ear as the crowd started clapping and cheering loudly.
“Just for the record. I also don’t care if that’s where we had our first date.”
He froze.
“What? Then what was that all for?”
“I realised we were being filmed and I needed our proposal video to go viral so I added a little drama.”
Tetsurô looked in awe at him.
“I never say no to free publicity.”
He kept staring at him until he couldn’t stop himself from laughing anymore.
The video went viral.
Re: FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Re: FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: None
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: Sunrise
PLACE: Somewhere familiar
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurô
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: still my enterainment AU with fem!Kenma I'm so sorry, angst somehow, pining, overthinking, jealousy, overwhelming emotions
Word Count: 665 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Continuation from the previous one but you can ignore this or just DNW this AU
***
Sleep just wouldn’t come.
Kenma had been trying, and failing, to fall asleep for hours now. After the party, she had declined the invitation to the after-party and walked home in a daze.
From his spiky black hair to his nervousness when he had failed to give her his business card, everything about that man had seemingly bewitched her.
She couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Kuroo Tetsurô.
She was starting to think she had made him up. No matter how long she had spent looking around for him, she just hadn’t been able to find him and for the first time, she was met with one of the disadvantages of being of small stature.
She turned around in her bed.
Kuroo.
Kuroo.
Kuroo Tetsurô.
She wondered how his name was written. How old he was. What he did exactly for a living. How warm his hands were. How his hair would feel between her fingers. How-
Is he single?
She sprung up sitting on her bed, any trace of sleep that she would have accumulated after a long day completely forgotten.
There was no way that man was single. But then again, she has incorrectly assumed that he had to be a celebrity so she couldn’t really trust her guts here.
She bit her lip as her eyes drifted to her phone.
Just… a quick research. That should be fine, right? It was nothing like stalking, right? It was like… for the greater good! She needed to know if he was taken, otherwise she would never be able to move on and that would be unhealthy, right? See, she was even losing sleep over this! Well, her sleep schedule had always been chaotic, but that just played in her favour actually no? No need to add to that!
Oh fuck that!
She quickly snatched her phone from the nightstand.
She was a grown ass woman who had successfully made a place in the music industry from the comfort of her own home, a budding business woman establishing her own company and she didn’t need to explain herself if she wanted to use the Internet to contact someone she had formally met at a professional function!
She wasn’t actually thinking of contacting him but the made up Judges in her head didn’t need to know that.
It took Kenma longer than she would have liked to but she had finally found him. On Facebook, and it really was a testament to how tight of a chokehold that man already had on her because she overall just felt relieved to have found him.
Black, tail and iron, uh.
26 years old, so only a year older than her.
Oh.
Photos. So many photos. Of him with artists Kenma had never seen but definitely heard of, and she felt her throat constrict every time he posed with an attractive woman.
Which she was aware was stupid. Firstly, because they had interacted for less than 5 minutes. Secondly, because she wasn’t even sure the man was into girls, or into her or not just taken already. Lastly, because it was obviously a professional account. And people knew each other in the industry. They posted photos, they made collaborations, they inspired each other, it was all very common…
Despite what the logical part of her brain was telling her, she felt hot tears fall down her cheeks. She was just… so tired. And maybe her period was soon, even though she had been on the pill for years and barely had anything of note for it anymore.
She exited the page, placed her phone back on her Litten charging station before snuggling back underneath her covers.
The sun rays had started illuminating her room.
She cursed Japan for being the land where the Sun rises.
She cursed Keiji for convincing her to buy a sun-oriented apartment to help her get a normal sleep schedule which had obviously not worked.
She closed her eyes.
This time, sleep had mercy on her.
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Angst
Do Not Wants: None/nothing
***
Prompt:
Time: when we said goodbye
Place: where I can’t go back
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Kuroo/Daishou
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Angst, this is more a flow on consciousness thing so Kuroo never speaks, but yanno, lots of swearing
Word Count: 437
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Also if anyone wants to fix this in a remix, please go ahead. I know I specifically asked for this but this hurt me.
***
I hate this.
I hate this.
I need you to understand that I hate this and I’m making the biggest mistake of my life right now.
Tetsu, against my initial judgment, you mean everything to me.
Do you know how frustrating it is to realize you find it cute when your boyfriend talks about the different chemicals in food and why that makes some food taste better?
Well I do.
I also know the painful realization that I’m just. Not meant for you.
You’re so fucking smart you know that? Sure you’re also so stupid but you’re like, a motherfuckin’ genius. Youngest to graduate from Tokyo University with a PhD in Chemistry. Yes, I know there are other words on that diploma, but you changed your specialty a few times and I lost track. I know eventually I’d get it.
But.
But you should be with like, a real nerd. Someone who knows what those big words mean and you don’t have to correct their pronunciation. I know you say it’s cute that I get the suffixes wrong but I know. I know that you have to dumb yourself down around me.
It’s fine.
Really.
And you deserve to go to MIT. No I’m not gonna say the full name, that name is evil. But you should be there. They just got that grant and you can do your post-doc research and keep building on your thesis. Not that I understand a word of what that research *is* no matter how many times you try to explain. (Look, physics is a much better science to study.) But the point is! You can go like, live your best life and shit out there.
I’m sure you’re gonna talk about long distance being an option but with grandma… who knows how long that will be. I know yeah things don’t look great now, and all the doctors say maybe a year at best, but. But what if it’s longer? You can’t just fucking stand up MIT because I’m staying here to help bathe my grandmother. That’s dumb Tetsu.
That’s why I’m gonna break up with you today.
Sure, I’ll never be able to get their mochi again.
But you need to get on with your life. Make something of yourself. Well, you kinda already have, but like, more something of yourself or however the fuck you’re supposed to say that.
So I walk into the cafe.
And I find you.
And I do the stupidest thing I’ve ever done (and it was never falling in love with you).
I open my mouth and say, “Tetsu, I wanna break up.”
PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, Slam Dunk, etc
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: It's bait so knock yourselves out
Do Not Wants: Major Character Death, Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
***
Prompt:
TIME: after school practice
PLACE: the school gym
prompt: team dead_dove
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Kuroko no Basuke, Yowamushi Pedal, Yuri!!! on Ice, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: could be angst, could also not be angst, anything goes aside from DNWs
Do Not Wants: A/B/O, romantic ships with Yuri Plisetsky
***
Prompt:
TIME: the morning after it ended
PLACE: where it all began
prompt: team dead_dove
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Kuroko no Basuke, Yowamushi Pedal, Yuri!!! on Ice, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: are they leaving?, are they getting there?, are they just there?, anything goes aside from DNWs
Do Not Wants: A/B/O, romantic ships with Yuri Plisetsky
***
Prompt:
TIME: midnight
PLACE: the train station
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Probably a College AU
Do Not Wants: Suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: during our study session
PLACE: your bedroom
Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: fluff
Do Not Wants: Suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: when I fell for you
PLACE: where you were happy
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Haizaki Shôgo/&Nijimura Shûzô
Additional Characters: Mentioned Akashi Seijûrô
Fandom: KnB
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: omegaverse AU, Nijimura-centric, pining, Teikô-era kinda compliant
Word Count: 688 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Please ignore me rambling about Nijimura falling head over heels for Haizaki because I said so and nothing else lol
Technically a prequel of Haizaki "breaking up" with Nijimura in the other fill
***
Meeting Shôgo had unironically been the biggest turning point in his life. Of course, when Shûzô had only freshly been appointed Captain of the basketball team and had been introduced to the absolute chaos that was Haizaki Shôgo, he genuinely thought that it would be as his biggest hurdle. And how could he have thought otherwise? Shôgo was easily also the most infuriating piece of work he had ever met. He wasn’t the only first year that had managed to win a place on the first-string’s regulars’ team but he was the only one who made him work this hard to keep the peace as was his primary job.
Back then he would have argued that it had been by pure sense of responsibility as his Captain that he had started paying attention to one of his most promising teammates. Technically, Shûzô should have only cared about getting Shôgo to practise sessions and preventing him from completely antagonising his teammates, and even that last part was debatable. Shûzô had slowly gotten out of his way to get his number, memorise his timetable, his family tree, his address, his hideouts, his hopes and dreams, his favourite colour, his prefered position on the court, what made him tick, who he got along with or not, his favourite dish… all in order to take care of the team, obviously. They were nationally ranked after all. Shûzô wasn’t about to flush it all down the drain because of a bratty teenager barely a year younger than him. It was a matter of responsibility and pride, and he was ready to achieve his goals but all means necessary. He needed all of the information on the teen that he was hoarding. It was just in case it was coming in handy to handle him. It had absolutely nothing to do with securing a place for him on the team so he could step on the court where he shone the brightest, smiled the widest and overall looked like he was made for it.
He knew his vice-captain didn’t share his opinion, always being adamant that Kise Ryôta would fit it much better, and Shûzô had always shrugged it off as being a byproduct of the silly rivalry the first years seemed to have going on. But for all he protested loudly to Akashi, deep down, he knew there was more to it than pure duty. For all he pretended, he had slowly come to the realisation that he actually enjoyed the company of the infuriating and cocky teenager. He had more than once thought about kissing him, although he hadn’t been quite sure why, whether it was to get rid of his smirk, to shut him up, or just because sometimes, the light would hit him in such a way that it seemed as if a golden glow emanated from him and made him look so beautifully ethereal that his heart would painfully constrict in his chest and only kissing him could cure him.
It was getting out of hand. Shûzô’s thoughts were plagued with live videos coming directly from his brain about Haizaki Shôgo. He would replay them everywhere, even at times he shouldn’t, and he worried that it would affect his judgement. He had never been one for favouritism, or nepotism, although he knew that among the good society he was also a part of, those practices were rampant. And he knew of Haizaki's situation. They certainly didn’t live with the same commodities he did. So, he rationalised that it would only be fair if he paid special attention to him. In a way, it would be like rectifying some wrongs, correcting the balance of the universe. It surely was justified right?
Thus, Shûzô began spoiling Shôgo. Never in front of other teammates, mind you. He knew how sensitive and proud the younger basketball player was, and he didn’t want him to think he was pitying him instead of just giving him the attention he had always deserved but had been lacking.
And it’s probably why, and how, Shûzô didn’t realise that he had essentially, actively and thoroughly, been courting him.
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Soulmate AU if you want
Do Not Wants: Suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: when I finally met you
PLACE: your usual hangout
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Nanjo Kojiro/Sakurayashiki Kaoru
Additional Characters: Mention of Kaoru's parents
Fandom: sk8 the infinity
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: soulmate with mark AU, canon divergence, they're not childhood friends here, mutual pining, first meetings, a little bit of swearing, a little angst but mostly fluff, Kaoru's from Kyoto and Kojiro from Naha
Word Count: 1000
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
You suggested soulmate AU and I was on board for some
***
Joe and Cherry were what Kaoru called “modern penpals”. It was technically true, considering they communicated exclusively through writing, but it also didn’t entirely fit as it didn’t encompass the whole complexity of their relationship.
Somewhere deep inside him, Kaoru knew that the word “penpal” was almost insulting to their reality, but Kaoru had grown up not to expect the impossible since disappointment was inevitable later on, when you finally realised you couldn’t have everything you wanted.
On May 27th, when sixteenth year old Kaoru had written on his arms and hadn’t received a reply. He hadn’t expected to actually have a soulmate, being raised by two bitter, soulmate-less parents but it had still stung, and he remembered spending days licking his metaphorical wound. This is why he had been so dumbfounded when, on what he had assumed was a random Tanabata morning, he had noticed a little “Hi :)” on the back of his left hand. Heart pounding in his chest, he had run to his desk, grabbed his brush and replied Hi. With that simple act, he had effectively sealed his fate.
It had been painfully easy to hide it from his parents. It wasn’t like they were interested in what Kaoru did beyond his grades and calligraphy work. The teenager introduced himself as Joe, despite obviously living in Japan and communicating with him in Japanese. So, petty as he was, Kaoru had taken the nickname of Cherry. And the rest, as they said, was history.
Talking, or well, being penpals with Joe was fun. The boy, man now he supposed, was funny. He was also smart, and caring. A little bit too cocky at times, but it was always more banter than anything. He was patient too, and understanding considering that he never took Kaoru’s insults to heart but always responded with some of his own, and the easy conversation was slow but never ending..
Kaoru was definitely catching feelings. It was ridiculous, really. He had never even seen the guy, but he guessed that was the power of soulmates. He wouldn’t have accepted any other explanation.
Joe had talked, written, extensively about his dream of being a chef. A two-year long apprenticeship under a renowned Italian chef was awaiting him and he was, to put it bluntly, fucking stocked. (Joe’s words). Kaoru was happy for him. As disappointed as he was to have their conversations tampered with considering the hour difference, he could recognise and appreciate the amazing opportunity that it was.
Kaoru himself was moving from Kyôto to Tôkyô to further his education. Less of a change than Naha to Europe, but he would still be able to leave his strict parents and move in on his own, and really that was all he cared about.
Kaoru kept updating Joe about his new life in Tôkyô. The buildings, the different districts, the night life which he discovered he wasn’t really a fan of, the relaxing cat café he was starting to become a regular at, and the tattoos and piercings he was seriously considering. Joe had been incredibly supportive, as usual. And very encouraging of his new style, being a fan of tattoos himself. He was even considering one too before flying to Italy.
I’m thinking of going to Tôkyô to do one on my arm, staying a bit so I’m sure it’s not getting infected, then taking my flight.
When is your flight again?
I haven’t booked it yet. I’m expected at the beginning of September but I wanted to come earlier and visit the country, practise the language a little more, get used to it, you know.
Do you know what you want and by whom?
I was waiting for your opinion! So, Cherry Blossom, do you know any tattoo artists I would like?
Just look for one on Instagram, like everybody else.
Aww Cherry! I trust your judgement!
Kaoru felt his heart flutter.
AND we could meet!
Oh.
Come on! You will be in Tôkyô, I will be in Tôkyô… It writes itself!
He hesitated a little, but Kaoru was curious about the other man. He quickly replied before he changed his mind.
Fine. We can meet. But you’re on your own for the artist!
Yay!! Whatever you say, Princess ;)
Kaoru squeezed his teacup tightly. The warmth coming from between his hands and the one on his lap by one of the cats was barely able to keep the anxiety from getting too bad. He had just started summer vacation as it was mid-July so he had put on all of his piercings, his new tight high-rise leather pants and a sheer black crop top. To anyone who asked, he would have denied until his last breath that he hadn’t dressed up to meet his soulmate.
He was too busy with his own thoughts to hear the man coming.
“Uh.. Cherry?”
He looked up. His eyes widened, lips parting ever so slightly.
The man looking down at him is gorgeous. Green curly hair, tan skin, earnest eyes and a sweet if a little uncertain smile.
He could feel his heart beating in his chest.
“So.. Joe, I guess?”
Gorgeous’ face broke into a blinding smile.
“I knew it was you! I just saw your hair and I immediately thought Cherry!”
Kaoru chuckled. It was a little silly story but he looked so much like an overexcited puppy. Incredibly cute.
Joe gestured towards the chair and Kaoru nodded. Once he was sat down, the awkwardness was palpable. Kaoru felt compelled to speak and fumbled only a little with his words.
“Actually, I chose Cherry because of my name. I’m uh, I’m Sakurayashiki Kaoru.”
Joe crooked his head a little.
“Oh, so I wasn’t far off when I was calling you Cherry Blossom uh… Well, your name is very beautiful… It suits you.”
A beat passed in awkward silence before Joe suddenly jolted.
“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Nanjo Kojiro. You can call me Kojiro!”
Kaoru smiled.
“Alright, Kojiro. Call me Kaoru, then.”
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Vampire AU?
Do Not Wants: Suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: too late at night
PLACE: your castle
FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: dracula au
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
whelp there was no way i was gonna resist filling this. kuroo has been subscribing to every single business he can find that will send him junkmail and using the post as a free delivery service, but this one. maybe this time he'll play with his food for a while first...... (spoiler alert: his food ends up playing with him)
***
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Werewolf AU
Do Not Wants: Suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: midnight
PLACE: under the full moon in the forest
FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Ship/Character: Kiyoko/Daichi/Suga/Asahi
Additional Characters: Yachi Hitoka
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: blood, werewolves, vampires, vague hint at maybe unrequited kiyoyachi
Word Count: 1474
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
whelp. this sure got away from me. pls ignore all the stuff i definitely did not explain, i rushed it a bit to try and finish it on time....
also i almost named this 'a clash of cryptids' because i suck at titles
***
Kiyoko ran.
She wasn't sure she could make it in time, but it didn't matter. Her pack was in trouble. Her four legs moved without input from her mind; she urged them forward, because she knew every second mattered.
The nearest vamp nest was over forty miles away, but it didn't matter. She knew how fast they could move, especially transformed. If the whole nest decided to violate the treaty, all at once, there was probably nothing anyone could do.
But she knew a few of them... she knew Hitoka, at least, would object, and hopefully she would be able to convince her friends it wasn't worth the cost. She knew vampire allegiances weren't the same as pack loyalty, although she also knew it didn't make them any less strong, especially if a fight over territory was involved.
She knew there was a good chance that they were already at the camp, her home, and had already done irreparable damage.
But she also knew that if she made it in time, she could stop any further bloodshed, and every second she could gain might save lives, on both sides.
And with the coming battle, they would need every single ally they could possibly find.
So Kiyoko ran, faster than she'd ever run in her life, because her famlly depended on it.
She crashed through the gate at the end of the road leading to the house, and it was easy because it wasn't locked, like it should've been. The massive metal gates opened before her easily, swung on their hinges, unobstructed. She kept running.
She could barely breathe, even in her stronger wolf form, from how far and fast she'd been running, but she kept going, pushing herself harder when she detected the metallic tang of blood hanging in the air.
It smelled familiar.
She kept running.
Kiyoko crashed through the front door to a hallway with blood splattered on the walls, streaks of it across the floor, even a few flecks on the ceiling. She howled, but the house was silent.
She kept running.
She checked the kitchen, the living room, the bedrooms, the cellar—all empty, traces of blood scattered in corners, on furniture. The familiar scents of her pack were all over, but she couldn't tell how recently they'd been here, couldn't distinguish between the old and the new.
The vampires, of course, didn't smell like anything, but she didn't need the proof to know where the blood had come from, because some of it didn't smell like her family's.
Kiyoko crashed through the back door out to the rear patio, and sprinted toward the trees. There was only one other place her pack could be, and she soon noticed a drop of blood here and there that confirmed her suspicions.
Too much of it smelled familiar. Kiyoko ran faster.
It took her minutes—too long, an age—to get to the clearing where they'd spent so many full moons hunting, playing, in a pile, together.
Now the smell of blood coated it, a layer of contamination, violence and pain in her sanctuary.
And it wasn't empty.
"Daichi!" Kiyoko called out to him—not with her voice, not in wolf form, but he could hear her anyway. He paused where he was facing off against a vampire, one she didn't recognize on sight. Kiyoko threw herself between them even as Daichi tried to shove her out of harm's way.
"Stop, listen!" Kiyoko used her teeth to tug off the small pouch strapped across her back, tossing it toward Daichi. "Look."
There were several other vampires fighting with her pack in the clearing, and she hated not jumping in to help, but this was more important. This could put an end to all of it.
Daichi didn't take his eyes off the vampire. "We don't have time for this, Kiyoko."
"Make time." Kiyoko glared at him, and Daichi hesitated, then glanced behind her, and Kiyoko knew Suga in that direction, had passed him on her way to Daichi, locked in a wrestling match with a vampire of his own.
Daichi finally glanced down at the bag.
"Trust me," she said, and then the vampire that had been attacking Daichi lost his patience and hissed at them.
"What the hell is going on," he said, and Kiyoko growled at him, and then Asahi dashed in next to Kiyoko and snapped at him as well, and the vampire flinched, taking a step back.
Daichi's eyes were back on the vampire, looking over Kiyoko to watch him, waiting for him get over his momentary retreat and resume fighting. But he didn't for a few seconds, looking from Kiyoko to Asahi and back, so Daichi nosed open the bag with his snout, which had fallen partially open when Kiyoko tossed it from her back.
He pulled out a necklace, and his eyes widened.
"Is this—?"
"Yes," Kiyoko said, and Daichi grabbed it with his teeth and then tossed it to the vampire.
"What the—?" The vampire caught it before he could think better of it, and then his eyes widened as he recognized the pendant, and he tugged open the small envelope that was tied to it, reading the message written there. Slowly his surprise melted away, to be replaced by fury.
"No way. No way is this legit."
Kiyoko growled, and gestured to her bag, and to the necklace in his hands.
"I don't know how you did it, but this has to be a fake. There's no way she orders us to stand down, not now. It's not possible."
"Yes it is," a voice called from the woods, the same direction Kiyoko had come from, and she instantly felt a wave of relief.
"No way. You must be joking, Yachi. We've been planning this attack for months."
"And they've been trying to figure out what to do about the curse for longer," Yachi said, fists clenched at her side as she walked over to stand between Daichi and the vampire. "Kiyoko talked to her, and she agreed to give them more time. You're all to return to the nest, immediately."
She stared him down for a moment, the chaos of a battle still raging around them, and then Yachi's eyes glowed scarlet and she raised a hand.
"Fine, fine!" He whistled, a piercing note that reverberated through the forest, and the fighting ground to a halt. He galred at Yachi, who lowered her hand and sighed in relief.
"Back home now, please. Queen's orders, the fight is over," Yachi said, glancing around the clearing, and slowly, one by one, the vampires stepped back, and then seemed to melt into the shadows, until the quiet shifted from the eerie unnatural stillness back to the standard quiet of the forest in the middle of the night, and then slowly the forest sounds returned, a bird called, the underbrush rustled, and Kiyoko knew the vampires were gone.
"Sorry about that," Yachi said, turning to Daichi, and then glancing over to Kiyoko. "We'll keep them away for a while, so you can keep looking for your—uh, curse-breaking, spell—thing," she finished, fidgeting and shuffling her feet.
"I should... get back," she said, and Daichi barked his thanks, and then she walked into the forest after the others.
"You saved us," Suga said, coming over to nuzzle Kiyoko's cheek. "Again."
"It's what I do," Kiyoko said with a relieved sigh, and they all took a moment to enjoy the peace and lick their wounds in the comfort of their clearing.
"We're not out of trouble yet," Suga said eventually, and Daichi groaned.
"You couldn't even wait ten minutes for the reality check? I was almost asleep."
"It would be more comfortable to sleep back at the house," Asahi suggested quietly from underneath Suga, who was sprawled on top of him. Kiyoko noticed that he hadn't made any move to get up yet.
"We can deal with everything else in the morning, I'm not moving," Daichi said, and his eyes drifted close right there on the ground, and then Suga followed suit with a sigh.
Asahi was snoring almost immediately, and Kiyoko smiled at them happily, warmth spreading from her chest all the way to her paws.
She had made it in time. There were injuries, but they healed fast, and would be good as new by morning, and the full moon would be over.
Then the real fight would begin—the fight to free themselves from their curse, and finally have full use of their abilities. No more headaches, no more waiting until the full moon to shift and then being stuck until the morning, no more taking suppression herbs to dull their senses when they got unnaturally sharp and everything was too loud and too bright and too overwhelming to function. Everything would be so much easier.
But that was a task for tomorrow.
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, T
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, etc
Major Tags: Character Death (or not??)
Additional Tags: it's angst bait but whatever *you* decide
Do Not Wants: Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
***
Prompt:
TIME: during your funeral
PLACE: above ground
PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, etc
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: go wild y'all, I like omegaverse and genderbend if you wanna
Do Not Wants: Major Character Death, Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
***
Prompt:
TIME: 3 hours before
PLACE: where I've always been
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Royalty AU!
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: The coronation
PLACE: Somewhere private
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu
Additional Characters: Akaashi Keiji and Komori Motoya mentioned, Iwaizumi/Oikawa implied
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: a little bit sexy, they're horny, still the Bridgerton AU thing with omegaverse, implied Keiji is Kiyoomi's brother (but he's an omega), banter and fluff, they're in love your honour and engaged
Word Count: 782 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Feel free to ignore this but it now exists...
***
Atsumu tilted his head to grant his betrothed better access to his neck. Elongated canines toying dangerously with the high-quality collar as if to tear it down and get access to the mating gland hidden underneath.
The huffs of the Alpha above him made him shiver and his grip tightened around jet-black curls. In the end, his protest came out more like a moan.
“Omiiii”
The man grumbled, more like indignation at being interrupted than in anger.
Atsumu chuckled.
“Come on, Omi. The Ceremony is about to staaaart.”
A long strip of tongue tickled his neck up to his ear.
“Taste so good, Tsumu.”
The Alpha whispered in his ear. Despite his voice being full of desire, he had detached his mouth from his neck and the Omega patted his hair, a low rumble going out of his chest.
“Good Alpha. Perfect. So good to me.”
The dark green took a moment to come back to his iris.
“Better now?”
Kiyoomi’s eyes turned the faintest of pink and Atsumu had to repress a laugh.
“Come on, Omi. We’re already late to the Ceremony.”
The tall, muscular and handsome head to the wealthiest Duchy of the country whined like a toddler against his mate-to-be’s chest.
“Don’t wanna go, Tsumu.”
“Omi! You can’t just ditch the Royal celebrations! King Hajime might not care but Tooru is crafty, he might just refuse to give His blessing to our union if we don’t show up!”
“I’d like to see him try! We were supposed to get married today. It was our day. We even made sure to pick a time when our cycles would synchronise during our Honeymoon.”
“Yes, I know. Stupid Royals taking precedence over everyone else. Even a Duke.”
Dark eyes bore into golden.
“I want to make you my consort now. I want you to be my mate.”
Atsumu cupped his face, leaving kisses after each word.
“And I want to be yours, Omi. So fucking bad.”
He drew his handsome face closer before the Omega pushed it back.
“But. Our families would kill us if we eloped. Especially Samu! You know he would hunt us down.”
Kiyoomi sighed.
“He would. And Motoya would help him.”
“They spent way too much time and energy and money on our wedding for us not to attend. Especially now that it had to be reported.”
“I must say, as furious as I am that the Royal Couple stole our wedding date, knowing that everyone in our family is equally if not angrier at them than we are makes me feel just the tiniest bit better.”
Atsumu chuckled.
“I know! When we got the invitation I was sure Samu was gonna tear it down in front of the poor messenger and tell him to stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.”
Kiyoomi joined in his laughter.
“Motoya and Keiji got so quiet. Then they smiled and thanked them but you could see the murderous intent in their eyes.”
“No yelling?”
Kiyoomi grinned.
“Not until the messenger had left. Motoya was just screaming ‘A WEEK?? WHO PLANS A ROYAL WEDDING AND CORONATION IN A WEEK?!’ Keiji didn’t yell but he took the porcelain vase that had been a gift from the Royal family when the Sakusa became a Duchy lineage and smashed it against our Father’s portrait.”
Atsumu whistled.
“I wish I could have been there to see it.”
The Alpha caressed his Omega’s cheek.
“You soon will be, my love. At the Sakusa estate, for good. You won’t have to leave anymore for the sake of propriety.”
“Well, I’m not so much afraid of the Tone’s gossip. Especially with your brother and cousin also living at the Manor. And I’m definitely not afraid of you taking liberties with me before we’re wed, my Lord.”
Kiyoomi growled.
“Don’t. Tempt me. I’ve worked so hard to keep your chastity intact until the wedding night.”
“I know, I’ve tried hard to make you help me get rid of it! Well, it’s only a matter of days now. I’ll finally get what I’ve always wanted.”
Kiyoomi raised an eyebrow.
“Sex?”
Atsumu laughed.
“Idiot! I meant you. Since the first time I saw you. I thought you were the grumpiest man I had ever and will ever have the displeasure to meet. I knew you just had to be mine.”
Their lips met in a sweet kiss before Kiyoomi finally detached himself from his Omega and got up. He extended a hand.
“Come, my love. We have a Coronation to attend, and a union blessing to secure.”
Atsumu took his hand giggling.
“Considering how late we are, we will definitely become the centre of attention. King Consort Tooru won’t like it.”
“Good.”
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Something cute
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
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Prompt:
TIME: our first date
PLACE: the aquarium
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basket, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: is bait
Do Not Wants: suicide, self harm, throat mutilation, Haikyuu first years to be the focus
***
Prompt:
TIME: summer
PLACE: the garden
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Ojiro Aran/Kita Shinsuke
Additional Characters: Mentioned Iwaizumi/Oikawa and Ushijima Wakatoshi (past unrequited Ushijima -> Oikawa)
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Kinda Bridgerton AU and omegaverse yay lol, first meetings, established married Kings IwaOi, Omega!Shinsuke and Alpha!Aran, implied Aran is like an illegitimate child or something... anyway... angst with hurt/comfort and little bit of fluff, Kita's POV
Word Count: 1267 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Heyyy I established this AU and I will now proceed to make every prompt about it lol
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Shinsuke had excused himself to the garden at the earliest time possible.He stepped out, the guard closing the door behind him and muffling the noises of the party in full swing. Once he was alone, he let his posture slip and started taking in long, deep breaths, hand on his chest.
He had been aware of how much pressure Social season would be, but he had not been prepared to be named the diamond of the season by His Majesty Tooru. He had practised a lot for his presentation to the King Consort but only compelled by his duty towards his family’s small yet noble lineage. They had barely been granted the privilege to be introduced, seeing as how insignificant the Kita viscountcy was. Their respectability lied in their purity and good reputation, in equal parts due to their honourability and their famous high-quality rice. Therefore, as the sole child to Viscount Kita, the responsibility to carry on their bloodline and heritage fell unto him, and being unable to inherit, since he was an Omega, he should at least carry himself and choose a suitable partner befitting of the family.
He also knew the next heir. His cousin, Ushijima Wakatoshi was a respectable Alpha, whose only fault was to have courted the person who now reigned over the country alongside King Hajime. Ha was very capable, and Shinsuke trusted him with the land and its people, only hoping the King wouldn’t hold him accountable for that.
He took in one last breath. So far, the season was going well. Better than he had imagined. The Royal Ball was magnificent which had to be expected considering it was the Royal family and the first one His Majesty Tooru would plan after ascending the Throne after his Marriage at the end of the last season. He had tried to take advantage of his new title to get to know as many nobles as possible but he could only fake smiles and interest for so long, and the list of those who wished to get to know him was almost as long as the guest list.
He opened his eyes, sharp and focused. He knew exactly what he was looking for. The life that he wanted. He wasn’t so naive as to believe he would fall in love at first sight with a beautiful noble and get swept off his feet, the story ending with a fairy tale love marriage. No, this had to be reserved to people more important and beautiful. Like their Majesties. Only a fool would miss the pure adoration in their eyes when they looked at each other. Shinsuke only wished to find a suitable match. Someone equally respectable, with a decent wealth to have and raise one or two children with and live comfortably with for the rest of his life. He would find it. He knew he would. But he wasn’t used to the constant stress, and it was taking a toll on him.
Rustling in the bushes made him turn his head towards the noise. He believed he was outside on his own but he couldn’t be sure of it. After all, the gardens were huge, and it was entirely possible that the garden he was in was connected to another part of the Palace. He made sure to stay under the lights, visible from the inside by everyone and especially by the guard. He wasn’t fearing an attack on his person, he trusted the security under the Royal knights but he couldn’t risk people questioning his chastity.
He cleared his throat.
“Hello? Is someone here?”
Some bushes moved again before parting and revealing a tall dark man.
“Hello. I’m very sorry if I frightened you. It wasn’t my intention. I went to the outer garden to get some fresh air. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be outside this early so I wasn’t paying attention.”
The man had walked close enough to be lit by the lights and his handsome features took Shinsuke’s hard acquired breath away. He was quite simply mesmerised by the glow of his dark skin, the bronze, even golden reflection on his face, the kindest eyes and sweetest smile he had ever seen. He also, from the corner of his eye, noticed that he kept a neat haircut and clean attire that flattered his build.
Suddenly remembering his formal upbringing, he respectfully bowed.
“Forgive my manners, my Lord. I am Sir Shinsuke, son to Viscount Kita.”
He looked back just in time to appreciate the man’s form as he leaned forward and executed a perfect bow.
“The fault lies in me, Sir Kita. You needn’t apologise. Lord Ojiro Aran, at your service.”
The marquisat.Ojiro Shinsuke knew of had looked very different from him, and he could only guess that he had inherited his dam’s good looks. Since the marquess had tragically lost his life last year, the family had been excused from social life as they observed the due time for mourning. He also imagined, considering the ill-reputation the late Head had, that his successor should have been quite busy with the succession.
“Are you now allowed to participate in social activities, my Lord?”
“Indeed. Although I still wouldn’t have come if it weren’t for His Majesty’s persistence.”
“Do you not enjoy the entertainment?”
He looked at the big windows inside the party.
“I..”
He cleared his throat and looked back at him with a quiet smile.
“I will admit that I have been dreading the looks of the Tone. I am not used to high society although I have been taught to speak and act like I belong there, and I am not looking forward to the gossip that my presence will leave behind.”
Shinsuke nodded.
“I see… Well you must feel relieved then. That the Kings are on your side.”
He clarified when the young Marquess threw him a confused look.
“Ah. Yes, it would have been foolish not to take the opportunity. I cannot run from Society anymore after all.”
“And yet, you’re outside in the company of a stranger, telling them your deepest secrets. Maybe you’re not ready for the Tone at all.”
The Lord’s eyes gleamed gently under the lights.
“Oh, that I am not. However, I must protest your other claim. While it’s true that we haven’t known each other for long, I do not feel like you’re a stranger. In fact, if you’ll forgive my forwardness, I must tell you that I feel a deep kinship with you, Sir Shinsuke.”
Shinsuke froze in place. But not from awkwardness or uncomfortableness. He felt very much comfortable. Safe and warm, and seen. He really didn’t know how to describe it in any other way. When Lord Aran looked into his eyes, it felt like he was staring at his soul, at his essence, his true self if you will. It felt so intimate, in a way he had never experienced even whilst he danced away with his suitors.
And right. In fact, every second in the Lord’s presence felt right. It was as if he was exactly where he was always supposed to be. Where he belonged. And the verbal confirmation from the Alpha that the feeling was mutual almost drew a purr out of him. All the hours of lessons on how to secure a match flew out of his head. He knew he wasn’t supposed to decide so early on or too seem too eager.
He couldn’t find it in himself to care for it over the possibility of happiness that was facing him.
“And I with you, Lord Aran.”
PROMPT : TEAM GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Free!, KnB, DAYS, All Out!!, etc
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: originally a bait but hey it exists
Do Not Wants: Major Character Death, Tanaka/Kiyoko, Makoto/Haru, Mizuki/Kimishita
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Prompt:
TIME: our first dance
PLACE: the ball
FILL: Team Grandstand, T
Ship/Character: Iwaizumi Hajime/Ooikawa Tooru
Additional Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Ushijima Wakatoshi
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: pride and prejudice au, sorta but not really, maybe more of a regency au, bonus shocked kagehinas
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
did iwa get a little bit of The Jealousies when he saw tooru talking to this super tall hot single guy who just showed up out of nowhere and told everyone he was the most eligible bachelor???? noooooooo...... definitely not..... .....
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Prompt: Team Grandstand
Fandom: oofuri, chihayafuru, haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: hxh au
Do Not Wants: none
hahahaah last minute prompts bc i forgot this event had started let's gooo
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Prompt:
TIME: At the start of the 290th Hunter exam
PLACE: Yorknew City
Fill: dead_dove
Ship/Character: Hinata Shoyo & Kozume Kenma
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Hunter x Hunter AU
Word Count: None
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
loved drawing this! <3
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Re: Fill: dead_dove
Prompt: Team Grandstand
Fandom: oofuri, haikyuu!!, chihayafuru, Run with the Wind
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: heartstopper au, no i dont have a problem
Do Not Wants: none
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Prompt:
TIME: Truham & Higgs Sports Day
PLACE: Kent, UK
Prompt: Team Grandstand
Fandom: Oofuri, haikyuu!!, Chihayafuru, Run with the Wind, Any
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: dance au!!!, also acceptable: martial artist/fighter/boxer & dancer au, maybe their dojo/studios are right next door, i meant it when i put Any, i only listed single characters because i didn't want to go through all possible ships. seriously anything goes
Do Not Wants: none
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Prompt:
TIME: before the studio opens
PLACE: on the dance floor
Prompt: Team Grandstand
Fandom: oofuri, haikyuu!!, chihayafuru, Run with the Wind, Any
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: greek gods au, supernatural au, gods and demons au, bonus points for cerberes inclusion (WHO'S A GOOD BOY)
Do Not Wants: none
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Prompt:
TIME: before the curse is broken
PLACE: the Underworld
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Ennoshita/Terushima
Additional Characters: Mention of Oikawa, but he's not in the fic, and Cerberus
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Gods AU, Genderfluid Terushima, ADHD Terushima, the return of Babe-chan is here
Word Count: 539
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
I love any excuse to include Cerberus.
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“Okay so I know I’m blonde, and have the ADHD, but you’re gonna have to say that one more time Babe-chan cuz there is no way I heard that right,” Terushima says.
“ Firstly I’m not ‘Babe-chan’, I am Ennoshita Chikara, God of the Underworld-”
“Yes, yes, and I’m Terushima Yuuji, God? Goddess? I think Goddess today. Yeah I’m the Goddess of Spring. And we’ve already discussed this.”
“-and you will not call me ‘Babe-chan’.”
“This is homophobic. Isn’t that right Cerby?” Terushima asks Cerberus, kissing the middle head and petting the left and right heads.
“We’re getting off topic,” Ennnoshita says.
“Yeah because you were saying that the Underworld is cursed to not have any beauty or growth until you can convince someone to be your bride??”
“This is correct.”
“Okay so then what’s with the pomegranates?”
“That somehow survived the curse. Mom must have blessed it before Dad unleashed his fury.”
“So then I’ll be your Queen!” Terushima announces. “I’m the Goddess of Spring so like, that should spruce up things down here. OH!!! I can make Cerby flower crowns.”
“You. Want to make. Cerberus. Flower crowns,” Ennoshita says slowly.
“Yes!! He’s the bestest good boy ever and should have flower crowns! Isn’t that right Cerby?” Terushima asks, turning to the side and getting kisses from all the heads. “See!! Cerby approves.”
“I feel like I should be concerned that you already have a nickname for my dog,” Ennoshita says, even if he is secretly happy to see someone love on Cerberus for once.
“Look. Chikara-chan-”
“I don’t like this much better than Babe-chan-”
“-don’t worry you’ll grow to like it. Just. Make me your bride. It’ll all work out,” Terushima says, trying to hide her nerves.
Ennoshita raises an eyebrow. “And you’re not doing this for any specific reason that I should be aware of?”
“Okay. So. Maybe. And I mean like, maybe, as in, purely hypothetically, I might be trying to get out of a marriage to Oikawa,” Terushima says. “Hypothetically.”
Ennoshita blinks.
And blinks again.
“You. Want me. To marry you. When The King of The Gods is already interested in you?” Ennoshita asks.
“Hypothetically, if that were true, yes.”
“You know this could start a war right?” Ennoshita checks.
“Yes, but I’m beautiful and if I don’t cause some trouble with my beauty then does anyone really appreciate it?”
Cerberus’s right head gives Terushima another kiss.
Ennoshita feels his world changing as he opens his mouth. “You’ll be stuck down here except to fulfill your duties as the Goddess of Spring.”
“And stuck with such a handsome husband? However shall I cope?” Terushima teases.
Cerberus whines.
“Clearly giving you all the attention, exactly Cerby.”
“We’ll get married in two hours,” Ennoshita decides.
“That’s not much time for me to get beautiful!” Terushima protests.
“You’re already the most beautiful thing here. I just need to get the ceremony to be as beautiful as you,” Ennoshita flirts back.
Now sure, Ennoshita is screaming at himself to stop and think rationally. But that blush on his now fiancée’s face is perfect and Oikawa is not going to own it.
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T