Bonus Round 1: Time and Place

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Bonus Round 1: Time & Place

Who, when, and where? Send your favorite sports animanga characters to any time and place you want—but the filler decides what they do there.

This bonus round will close on June 29th, 2018 at 11:59PM PT. (Countdown Timer)

 

This Round is CLOSED, but is perpetually open to new Fills.

 

Rules

Submit prompts by commenting to this post with a time and place, along with any character/ship/group/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms. Your prompt can include characters from any animanga title regardless of your team affiliation.

• Please format your prompt like so:
  TIME: [Time]
  PLACE: [Place]
• The place can be any real or fictional location.
• The time can be as specific or vague as you want.
• Your prompt MUST include one or more specific nominated fandoms. Please do not prompt “Fandom: Any”.
• If your prompt includes a relationship, make sure to use the proper notation. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). Feel free to add additional clarifications as needed.
  

Here are a few examples to get your creative juices flowing:

TIME: Victorian Era

PLACE: The catacombs of London

TIME: Monday morning

PLACE: The coffee shop down the street

TIME: The last pitch

PLACE: Koshien

TIME: June 16th, 2018 at 4:20 PM

PLACE: 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney

Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your time and place-inspired fanwork.

Please make sure to adhere to the specific prompt/fill formats!!! Otherwise, the BR scorer may miss your fill. If you make a mistake, please edit your post, or delete and repost if editing has been disabled.

If Prompting

Please use the following subject line for prompt:

Prompt: [Your Team]

• Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nickname or Official Name are both acceptable
  
  

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

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

NSFW Prompts

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“Explicitly NSFW” means that the prompt includes outright sexual content (whether in a photograph, drawing, or in words), and prompts that in the additional requests are asking for explicit fills. Prompts are posted with the same HTML format, in the same manner as a SFW prompt, just under the designated post for that Bonus Round in the After-Hours comm. See ‘Filling’ for the procedures for NSFW Fills.

If Filling

Minimums

Required Work Minimums:

• 400 words (prose)

• 400px by 400px (art)

• 14 lines (poetry)
  
  

There is no max work cap.

Format

FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]

• Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nickname or Official Name are both acceptable
• Replace [Rating] with the rating of your fill (G-E).
• Find a guide to tagging HERE.
• Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.

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

 

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Scoring

The scoring for bonus rounds depends on the number of people (n) on your team. You’re welcome to make as many prompts and fills as you like!

For prompts: 5 points per prompt, limited to 5 times the number of team members (5n)

For fills, where (n) = number of members on you team:

• First 5n fills: 20 points each
• Fills 5n to 10n: 10 points each
• Fills 10n to 15n: 5 points each
• All fills after 15n: 2 points each
  
  

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Additional Information

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Comments

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: childhood friends or first meeting doesn't matter, competence!kink
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: Tsukki's presentation on dinosaurs
PLACE: at the museum

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[marks]

nice tsukki

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Ukai/Takeda
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: chaperone!Takeda, he'd be so hot okay, not just cute but hot, maybe he's even wearing contacts
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: after the big dance
PLACE: Sakanoshita Store

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[letterboys]

OMG you are EVIL

PROMPT: Team Fenty by Ruhana

[newyorkminingdisaster]

Ship/Character: Konoha Akinori &/ Akaashi Keiji
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: idol au, to be more specific probably an UtaPri AU
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
TIME: the months leading to their graduation performance
PLACE: rehearsal rooms

im so weak for idol aus

Re: PROMPT: Team Fenty by Ruhana

[pocket_panda]

hhhhhhhhhhhhhh I know nothing about idol au's or UtaPri but I may need to do some research

prompt: team grandstand

[gionkenji]

ship/character: kominato ryousuke & kominato haruichi
fandom: daiya no ace
major tags: none
additional tags: idol au, ryousuke as tenn, haruichi as riku, idk how many times i've watched ep 4
do not wants: none

prompt:
time: during the secret night performance
place: onstage at trigger's live tour ~strike your heart~ concert

idolish7 aus are so sadgsdfgdfg powerful... GOD

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Saiba Joichiro/Dojima Gin
Fandom: Food Wars
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags:
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: After Joichiro has made one of his foul creations
PLACE: Polar Star dorm

omg give me all the previous generation high school shenanigans

FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G

[equinoxchick]

Ship/Character: Saiba Joichirou/&Dojima Gin
Fandom: Shokugeki no Souma
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: some angst
Word Count: 1324
Remix Permission: Yep, no problem.

A/N:The ship is there if you squint.This was angstier than you asked for ... sorry.

***

It was the noise from the kitchen that woke Gin, although he wasn’t sure why because the dorm was always noisy, but something about the pots and pans clattering had jerked him awake at (he cursed when he picked up his watch) three forty-nine in the morning.

“Can’t you just sleep, Jouichirou?” he groaned, and slapped a pillow over his head.

There were papers to write, and essay to finish, and prep for classes to attend to in the morning—his schedule was full—and he knew the sensible course of action would be to succumb to sleep again, but he was awake now and there weren’t enough pillows in the world to muffle the sounds of his friend creating.

Friend?

The question appeared in his mind before he could block it, but lately Jouichirou had been flip- flopping between the aggressive Shokugeki Master—Asura indeed—and the boy who loved to surprise, who’d sneak off at odd moments, skipping classes and meals for the sake of climbing a tree or combing the woods for mushrooms.

At least if he’s in the kitchen, I know where he is.

And maybe now was a good time to talk.

“You’re the only one he’ll open up to,” Fumio had rasped.

“He’s fine,” Gin had dismissed. “He’s always been like this. Remember the eel boiled in mirin?”

But he was rattled, too. Jouichirou’s eccentricity was well known, his way of releasing the pressure of being the leading light of Tootsuki, but Gin sensed desperation now, a need to create the utter worst, to cut himself off from all that was fragrant, leaving only stomach-curdling stench.

There was a lull in the pot smashing, a sign that Jouichirou was on the right track, letting something steam, or simmer on the hob. And it was possible that in the dead of night, he was perfecting rather than creating, honing one of his specials for the competition.

Perhaps what he needs is a nudge, the reassurance that all will be fine, Gin thought, and levered himself out of bed.

He crept downstairs (although most of his dormmates would surely have been awake) telling himself it was because he didn’t want to disturb Jouichirou, but knowing the real reason was to give himself a chance to return to the sanctity of his bedroom if he changed his mind.

Hesitantly nudging open the kitchen door with his knee, he saw Jouichirou not standing over the hob, or peeling veg, or chopping meat, but slumped over a counter, while the pot on the stove spat and bubbled under too high a heat and too tight a lid.

Turning down the flames, Gin touched Jouichirou on the shoulder. “Hey,” he whispered. “Maybe you should sleep.”

“Gin?” Jouichirou blinked. “Want a Shokugeki?”

“Not right now.”

“Then you have to taste my latest creation.” He smiled. “It’s good, I promise. Might even use it at the Blue.”

“Not a crazy experiment, then?”

Tilting his head, Jouichirou considered. “It’s … different, but you know as well as I do that you can’t make an omelette without—”

“Cracking eggs. Yes,” he sighed, more to himself. “Okay, what am I sampling?”

“Bouillabaisse.”

That sounded normal. “Really?”

“It’s a good hearty dish, Gin-kun,” Jouichirou reproved.

“It doesn’t sound like you!”

“Ah, well, I have tweaked it a bit,” he replied, and fetched a bowl, ladling out some of the broth. Spreading the rouille on a thick hunk of bread, he floated it on top of the soup, then with a mock bow brought it to Gin. “Bon appétit!”

Tweaked. That was one word for it. Another, Gin thought, as he raised a spoon to his lips and took his first palate-enticing sniff, would be ‘obliterated’. It wasn’t that he’d ignored the basic recipe. The congre was fresh, the sea urchins and squid had been cooked to perfection, but the broth … the broth had been seasoned not only with fennel but something extra hot.

“Chilli!”

“Yes, those Mexican ones we started growing in the garden. Jun-chan really does have a good eye and these…”

“My tongue is NUMB!”

“Chiltepin,” Jouishirou continued. “They explode in the mouth, don’t you think, but they calm down after a while.”

“No … NO … this is … ughh … peanut butter!”

“Gives a creamier texture, I thought. And should take the heat from …”

Little caring about etiquette, Gin grabbed at another slice of the bread, tearing into it and stuffing into his mouth.

A mistake! His whole mouth yelped for water, for ice, for the largest snowball Japan could offer, or several boxes of ice cream. “WHAT’S IN THIS BREAD?”

“Fatalii chilli oil,” came the reply. “Is it too much?”
“GET ME SOME FRICKING WATER! YOU’VE KILLED ME!” Gin roared, his mouth aflame.

“Hum, really? Maybe yoghurt would be better.”

“Yes, get me yoghurt.”

“No, I mean in the recipe. We don’t have any right now, that was why I used peanut butter,” Jouichirou informed him, then giving a whistle, he wandered across to the fridge, pulled out some eggs. “How about egg whites? I could whip them into the broth. That would tone it down.”

“SAIBA! I have three tastings today. I have to judge a Middle School competition, and I can’t feel my fricking tastebuds. You’ve burnt them away!”

But he was barely listening, instead cracking eggs into a bowl, separating the white from the yolk and reaching for a whisk.

Launching himself across the room and to the freezer, Gin grabbed cubes of ice, cramming several into his mouth, anything to ease the searing pain.

“Y’b kled be,” he garbled.

“Hmm?”

Gin spat out the ice. “You’ve killed me,” he croaked. “All for some dumb experiment that you know isn’t going to do anything to win you the Blue. I don’t get it. Why do this?”

“Who knows?” Jouichirou murmured, turning back to his eggs, his shoulders hunched.

“Fumio-sama has a tin of coconut milk. That would help.”

He took it as his cue to leave, and not wanting to hang around anymore, not while Jouichirou was in this mood, closed and wary, Gin grabbed the coconut milk, and stomped back to his room.

His lips were still burning when he surfaced for breakfast.

Fumio-sama was sitting at the kitchen table when he walked in, Jun was next to her, staring at a letter, Azami standing behind, his face a mask.

“What’s for breakfast?” Gin asked, wondering why nothing was cooking.

“There’s something for you in the fridge,” Fumio managed to reply, a sob crackling her throat.

As he reached the fridge, Gin glanced back over his shoulder. The letter in Jun’s trembling hand looked official, headed notepaper and not a scrawled note.

And there in the fridge was another note, stuck atop a lidded bowl.

‘Sorry – Jx’

What?

Did he say that out loud? He didn’t know, but Fumio-sama left the counter and stood just behind him, her fingers touching his arm. “He’s gone.”

“Huh?”

“The letter is from Nakiri-sama. Jouichirou-kun has … left.” She half swallowed the word, and her fingers momentarily bit into him before she turned away.

He reached for the bowl, his hands steadier than he believed possible.

Gone.

He didn’t need to ask who. There was only one person they all cared about that much. Only one person they’d all worried about, although not collectively. Perhaps if they had, then things would be different.

A four course meal, served on separate plates, where the common factor was the chef.
Gin took the lid off the bowl. Inside was white, a viscous mass of something wobbling up at him.

Blancmange?

He sniffed it, gaining no insight. Then with his fingers scooped a little of the gelatinous mass into his mouth.

“What is it?” Azami asked. “What did he leave you? What does it taste of?”

“Nothing,” Gin replied, staring down at the plate. “It tastes of nothing.”

But his lips had stopped burning.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Kurobika Ryo /& Hayama Akira
Fandom: Food Wars
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: i want them to be friends, hayama actually asking for help
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: after Hayama's new test recipe has failed
PLACE: kitchen

FILL: Team Knife Emoji, T

[themorninglark]

Ship/Character: Kurokiba Ryo/Hayama Akira
Fandom: Shokugeki no Soma
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: let them be spicy friends, hayama actually asking for help, mentions of blood
Word Count: 500
Remix Permission: blanket permission granted!

***

Ryo finds his favourite bandanna in the last place he thought it would be.

“Oh,” he mumbles. “You.”

Hayama’s leaning back against the counter, his white shirt streaked in burnt red. Why he chooses to wear white in the kitchen, Ryo’s never understood, but the bandanna he’s twirling round his index finger now matches the chilli and the stains and if he put it on, it would make a sight to remember; red on white and red on white. Hayama looks like he’s just murdered something in the kitchen and the air smells fit for blood as well. If Ryo can smell it, he can’t imagine how Hayama’s still breathing.

“What died in here?” he asks as he makes a half-hearted grab for his bandanna, only to have Hayama lift it up out of reach.

Hayama frowns. “My new test recipe.”

“What were you making? Give that back—”

It’s not even like Hayama’s taller than him. Ryo’s aware, vaguely, that he is the one with the height advantage when he straightens out of his perpetual slouch, but he’s too tired to bother now when all he needs to do is out-wait Hayama. This close, he can see a vein straining in Hayama’s neck, see him grit his teeth.

“If I give it back, will you help me?”

“Huh? You want me to help you?”

Hayama’s other hand digs into the countertop. Ryo stops reaching for his bandanna, glances over at the mess on the stove that could have been an eel, or a stingray. It’s been sliced up beyond recognition, and there’s still a bowl of spice powder sitting to one side that makes Ryo's nose tingle.

“Are you the seafood expert or not?”

“Yeah, yeah,” says Ryo. He holds out his hand, palm out. With a sigh, Hayama lowers his arm.

Chilli. It hits Ryo hard as he raises the bandanna to his forehead, ties it on, and then all of his senses are pricking so terribly alive and everything is red and sharp and clear, the stingray in the pan—he sees it now—flicking its barbed tail at him, the spices thick in the air and Hayama, brushing his hair out of his eyes, crossing his arms as he tilts his chin ever so slightly to look at Ryo like he expects a miracle. Like he believes that if anyone will make one now, it’s Ryo. Everything is raked over coals, and Hayama’s gaze is full of smoke that makes Ryo’s eyes water.

As he starts to tighten the knot, his fingers slip, unthinking at first, then—

“You know what,” Ryo murmurs. “I don’t need this to help you.”

He lets go, tucks his bandanna into his pocket for now. The roaring in his ears starts to quiet, but when he looks at Hayama, waiting, the red’s bleeding in the edges of his vision all over again. Kitchen accidents happen, sometimes, when he has his bandanna on. One day, Hayama might be his next one.

prompt: team grandstand

[gionkenji]

ship/character: kominato ryousuke & kominato haruichi
fandom: daiya no ace
major tags: none
additional tags: idol au, ryousuke as mitsuki, haruichi as iori, hair colours don't match but the angst, the angst is so potent, inferiority complex, anxiety
do not wants: none

prompt:
time: before tsumugi/your manager announces the audition results
place: practice room (sitting beside each other)

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[cherrysalmon]

Ship/Character: Momoi Satsuki &/ Aida Riko and/or Alexandra Garcia &/ Araki Masako
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: witches, lwa au lmao
Do Not Wants: explicit pwp

Prompt:
TIME: Midnight
PLACE: Luna Nova

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[maridoll]

hnnnnn okay. okay ill bite. later.

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Hinata and Kageyama, anyone in the show really
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: is Nekomata Mary Berry?, how competitive can baking get, how stupid can Hinata be, GBBO AU
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: first round
PLACE: Great High School Bake-Off

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[gionkenji]

um, i am very interested in the limits of hinata's stupidity

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[wickedcherub]

Ship/Character: Iwaizumi/Oikawa or Bokuto/Akaashi or Kuroo/Kenma
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: spies (eg Kingsman AU), Oikawa or Bokuto or Kuroo is a spy, Iwaizumi/Akaashi/Kenma their handlers
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: during a honeypot mission
PLACE: anywhere you like

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[littlerain]

Kingsman AU lsdkfjl you lost me there

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[cherrysalmon]

Ship/Character: Mayuzumi Chihiro/Akashi Seijuurou
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: meta shitpost
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: approximately 11:25am
PLACE: in front of a comiket booth with kurobas doujin in plain view

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[hyalinee]

SDFHKSDHFK H

PROMPT: Team Victuuri

[viktorlovesyuuri]

Ship/Character: Shimizu Kiyoko & Yachi Hitoka & Tanaka Saeko
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: crow's angels, you know from that hq drama cd: director ennoshita
Do Not Wants: A/B/O

Prompt:
TIME: on a mission to stop an assassination
PLACE: their helicopter

Re: PROMPT: Team Victuuri

[littlerain]

i'm down for this

PROMPT: TEAM REELFRIENDSHIP

[mugenn]

Ship/Character: Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: Harry Potter AU, Triwizard Tournament, Hogwarts Professor Yuuri, Durmstrang Professor Viktor, Durmstrang Champion Yuri
Do Not Wants: n/a

Prompt:
TIME: before the Yule Ball
PLACE: outside of the Great Hall

(I've seen Hogwarts Professors viktuuri and Triwizard Champions viktuuri, just not this variation, it might exist, I hope not!)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM REELFRIENDSHIP

[marks]

nice nice

Prompt: Team KinKage

[hanavmaki]

Ship/Character: Kozume Kenma/ Hinata Shouyou
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags:
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: before a revalation
PLACE: in a pillowfort

i feel like this is flexible enough for soulmate aus/ a confession of sorts/ any hcs anyone has so,,,,, hit me with your best shot :3c

FILL: Team Grandstand, G

[artenon]

Ship/Character: Kenma/Hinata
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: anxiety, this is Soft
Word Count: 962
Remix Permission: yes

aaaaaa this was my first time writing kenhina (and i think kenma's POV?? even though i love him) so i hope it's ok!!;;

***

Kenma is staring at Shouyou. Shouyou has noticed and looked up more than once, each time only flashing him a smile before silently returning to playing Pokémon Diamond on Kenma’s DS Lite. Kenma is allegedly playing Sun on his 3DS, but really he is staring at Shouyou.

Shouyou looks up again now, and Kenma ducks his head, letting his hair fall over his ears to curtain the sides of his face in the way that always makes him feel less exposed. From the corner of his eye he sees Shouyou once again offer him a smile and resume his game.

It’s strange to see him so quiet, even though Kenma was the one to request it.

He does feel bad about it. Shouyou came all the way to Tokyo to hang out with him, after all. They’d planned this weeks in advance, but then the day had come and Kenma woke up and checked his phone first thing as always, since he sometimes plays games for a bit before getting up, and there’d been just enough text messages in his inbox that his blanket suddenly felt suffocating in the way it pressed him into his mattress. Lying paralyzed and unable to respond to any of Shouyou’s or Kuro’s or Lev’s texts, Kenma realized he couldn’t do this, actually. This was not going to be a day where he could function normally.

He tried, at first, for Shouyou. He likes Shouyou, a lot, wants Shouyou to like him back. Kenma’s not shy about being himself, but this is different. He knows he’s not normal when his thoughts become too much, overflowing and spiraling into oblivion, when the surrounding sights and scents and sounds beat down on him all at once.

Shouyou’s not an idiot. Kenma knew he could tell something was off as he chattered on over lunch and Kenma responded even less than usual. But Shouyou didn’t know what to do about it and Kenma didn’t know how to tell him that each heartbeat was a stab in his chest, so Shouyou’s only solution was to keep talking. And talking. And talking.

Finally, Kenma broke. He stood, pushing his chair back with an ugly scrape, and dragged his fingers across the table’s polished wooden surface to clench his hand into a fist. His head was pounding.

“Kenma?” Shouyou said, reaching a hesitant hand out to him.

“Can we not talk for a bit?” Kenma asked.

Shouyou opened his mouth to reply but then, seemingly taking the words to heart, nodded.

Kenma talked quietly, told Shouyou he wanted to build a pillow fort. Shouyou nodded and dutifully followed as they retrieved cushions from the living room couches and carried them to Kenma’s bedroom.

Kenma’s made pillow forts loads of times with Kuro. It’s routine for them, but he wasn’t expecting Shouyou to move with an ease like he’s done it a hundred times before. Kenma wondered if his pillow fort-building proficiency came from having a little sister, but his voice was still stuck in his throat and he kept finding his jaw unintentionally clenched, so in the end he said nothing and they assembled the pillow fort in silence. Kenma brought his desk chair over and as he and Shouyou spread the blanket out over the fort and chair, their eyes met, and Shouyou smiled his usual big grin at him.

And still he said nothing.

Loud, talkative Shouyou. Kenma didn’t realize he could be so quiet, but he’s wearing the silence like it’s natural to him even now, upwards of an hour huddled in their pillow fort.

It’s dark. Before crawling into their finished fort, Kenma had pulled his curtains shut. A small flashlight stands in the corner of the fort, filling the small space with a dim yellow light.

Kenma watches and watches Shouyou.

Shouyou hasn’t questioned any of this, not even once. Kenma doesn’t need to explain that sometimes the world is all too much and he needs to retreat for a little, that he feels safest within cushioned walls of his own making. He doesn’t need to explain that in here is his own world, in here he can take his time to reset himself, as long as he needs.

He doesn’t need to explain anything because Shouyou doesn’t need answers.

He accepts Kenma as he is.

The realization settles something inside Kenma. He thinks maybe he could talk now, if he wanted, but the silence Shouyou has given him feels so precious, he doesn’t want to break it.

Instead, he watches and watches Shouyou, watches the way his face twists to exaggerated degrees as he battles a gym leader in-game, no less expressive for his silence.

He watches and watches and he thinks—

He thinks—

Kenma reaches out and touches the tips of Shouyou’s fingers with his own. Shouyou’s head shoots up. His features are softer in the diffused yellow glow of the flashlight, away from the harsher white light of the Nintendo DS screen, but his eyes remain sharp, intent and focused on Kenma’s face.

I think—

He leans forward slowly, so slowly. He’s never done this before. He doesn’t know if the mood is right, if the timing is right—he knows he’s moving out of nowhere—but he wants, and, inexplicably, Shouyou gets it. Even more inexplicably, he accepts it, just like everything else. He closes his eyes and leans in, lips parting slightly and tongue dashing over the lower lip in anticipation.

—I want—

Kenma can’t breathe for a second, eyes transfixed on Shouyou’s damp lip, but he’s kept Shouyou waiting long enough today so Kenma screws up his courage and presses forward. It’s chaste, just a light pressure, but it’s oh so warm, and Kenma exhales softly against Hinata’s lips.

—to kiss you.

Prompt: Team Dead Senpais

[hydehog]

Ship/Character: Yamaguchi Tadashi/Hinata Shouyo
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: soulmate au!!!
Do Not Wants: nothing in particular, go free

Prompt:
TIME: during a short break from practice
PLACE: in front of a mirror

I'm guessing the soulmate connection shows up on their bodies :^)

PROMPT: Team Knife Emoji

[hyalinee]

Ship/Character: Akashi Seijuurou &/ Mayuzumi Chihiro or Midorima Shintarou or idk take ur pick LMFAO
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: none
Do Not Wants: n/a

Prompt:
TIME: before one of them leaves
PLACE: the kitchen table

Prompt: Team Dead Senpais

[hydehog]

Ship/Character: Iwaizumi Hajime/Sawamura Daichi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: soulmate AU no2
Do Not Wants: nothing in particular

Prompt:
TIME: at the other side of their red string
PLACE: a training camp during college

Re: Prompt: Team Dead Senpais

[karasunovolleygays]

-prayer hands emoji-

PROMPT : Team Sowlmates

[littlerain]

Ship/Character: Haiba Lev &/ Tsukishima Kei &/ Tsukishima Akiteru /& Haiba Alisa
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Siblings bonding
Do Not Wants: Incest

Prompt:
TIME: Training camp
PLACE: In front of vending machines

Prompt: Team Dead Senpais

[hydehog]

Ship/Character: Tsukishima Kei/Hinata Shouyo
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: soulmate AU take 3
Do Not Wants: nothing in particular

Prompt:
TIME: at midnight
PLACE: in a dream

Re: Prompt: Team Dead Senpais

[marks]

sigh

opening another tab

prompt: team grandstand

[harklights]

Ship/Character: abe takaya &/ mihashi ren OR haruna motoki & mihashi ren OR kanou shuugo &/ mihashi ren
Fandom: oofuri
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: please
Do Not Wants: hatake

Prompt:
TIME: when mihashi could use some support or advice
PLACE: on the mound

PROMPT: Team Knife Emoji

[equinoxchick]

Ship/Character: Arakita/Toudou
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags:hurt/comfort
Do Not Wants: a/b/o

Prompt:
TIME Toudou's just discovered Makishima's left for England
PLACE: Third Year common room.

(Toudou hasn't moved from the sofa in a while)

Re: PROMPT: Team Knife Emoji

[hydehog]

KAKDSJSJSJOAXJCNSKSSKAS DONT CAPTJRE ALL MY FAVE THINGS IN ONE PLACE

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[cherrysalmon]

Ship/Character: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki
Fandom: Yuri on Ice
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: did someone say, perhaps, swimming au
Do Not Wants: none

Prompt:
TIME: 2 minutes before the whistle
PLACE: beside the pool

Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[viktorlovesyuuri]

MUCH YES

PROMPT: Team Victuuri

[viktorlovesyuuri]

Ship/Character: Mila Babicheva/Sara Crispino
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: none
Do Not Wants: A/B/O

Prompt:
TIME: date night
PLACE: the boardwalk

PROMPT: team reelfriendship

[presivion]

ship/character: oikawa/kageyama
fandom: haikyuu!!
major tags: none
additional tags: royalty/fantasy AU
do not wants: none

prompt:
time: the second time
place: throne hall

i'm so weak for these SO HELP ME

Re: PROMPT: team reelfriendship

[plume_sombre]

this sounds marvelously angsty

PROMPT: Team Grandstand

[sotongsotong]

Ship/Character: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: Houseki no Kuni AU
Do Not Wants: None

Prompt:
TIME: winter
PLACE: that wooden box under table.

FILL: Team Grandstand, T

[lacksley]

Ship/Character: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Fandom: Haikyuu!!, Houseki no Kuni
Major Tags: Creator Chose Not to Use Warnings
Other Tags: minor body horror (gem related), angst, grief, implied soulmates, HnK/HQ fusion
Word Count: 516
Remix Permission: Sure!

Moonstone is a birthstone of June. Ruby is the birthstone of July. :)

***

He’s never stayed awake for winter before, but this time is different.

It’s always going to be different from now on.

Moonstone was taken on the last sunny day before hibernation. His body was fractured, three arrows pierced his torso, just below his shoulders, and most of him was taken to the moon.

There’s a level of irony there that Ruby can’t quite ignore, but there’s so much more he’d rather think about.

How am I going to go on without you?

Ruby traces the edges of the wooden box, pulled from under the table in Rutile’s office. Moonstone is there, face unsettlingly blank and calm, eyes closed and unmoving. His arms are crossed in the empty chasm below his shoulders. Ruby told the others crossing Moonstone’s arms would let him take up less space, but the truth was that it was a familiar gesture.

“You have so much talent and you’re letting it go to waste by picking flowers,” Moonstone says, crossing his arms. Ruby smiles, placing the woven crown of blue and white flowers atop his head.

“Aah, so mean Sto-chan! If picking flowers was a waste then why do you look so beautiful?”

Moonstone grits his teeth, but Ruby knows that it’s just because he’s embarrassed. Instead of responding to that particular compliment he trips Ruby and grunts out, “Eyes on the sky, shitty-nine.”

“I’m rather upset with you, I’ll have you know,” Ruby says in a hushed tone. He knows how loud he can be, how mad Sensei would be if he woke up the others.

Moonstone doesn’t respond.

He’s not going to anymore.

“You had the nerve to leave after you— you said those things to me.” Ruby sucks in the cold winter air through his teeth, holding it in his mouth until it’s unbearable and blows it back out.

They were patrol partners, born at the same time but not twins, inseparable in everything, always.

Until now.

“After you gave me a secret. After I called you H—” and something indescribable builds inside of him. His inclusions scream for some kind of release from something, a kind of pain he’s never felt before and Ruby gathers up Moonstone in his arms and runs through the temple, runs to the pond and jumps, breaks through the ice until they’re submerged in the freezing water.

His senses feel dulled under the ice, and something inside him cracks as Moonstone’s arms float up and around his shoulders.

“Hajime,” Ruby whispers as they sink to the bottom of the pond, wishing the weight of the water would crush him into dust. “I’d go to the moon just to hear you say my name again.”

The powdered finish has washed off their bodies now, light from the moon and jellyfish reflecting off the red and white and deep blue to color the pond in a light show that only Ruby can see.

“I’d fight until I was nothing but dust to hear the name you gave me.”

Tiny bubbles of air escape from the microscopic cavities in his eyes, floating up to the surface.

“Tooru.”