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Bonus Round 3: FSTs

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible.
RULES
- Submit prompts in the form of a short playlist (1-6 songs) and a ship from any of our nominated fandoms. Submit only the track listing and a link to where they can be listened to; the idea is for others to interpret what you present. You may also link to lyrics if you would like.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Lilia & Sara). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Lilia/Sara). Please don't say "Any pairing," either.
- Create content based on the playlists of others! Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
- Fills may be in any form you choose (except for another FST of course) as long as they are inspired by/fit the mood of the soundtrack they are filling for.
- Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
- Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.
FORMAT
Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.Required Work Minimums:
- 400 words (prose)
- 400px by 400px (art)
- 14 lines (poetry)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
SCORING
These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point each
All scored content must be created new for this round.
Etc.
If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
PROMPT: TEAM HIKARU NO GO
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: Drugs
Other Tags: mentions cigarettes in the song but do whatever, I listened to this today and thought of Momoi and Riko
Prompt:
Kite - Galileo Galilei english lyrics
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 404
***
It was always a matter of time before Riko exploded like a firework and lit up the night. She’d always been soaring, streamlined, launched like a rocket, into the air; she’d always had her eyes upward on the perpetual climb, the effort to resist gravity and push the air away from under her along with the whole world. Satsuki had never had any doubt, and she tends to be very right about these things.
She hadn’t needed to tell Riko; Riko had already known, her confidence soaring as much as her own trajectory, solidifying her focus and pulling her dreams out of the pipes and into reality. They'd never talked about it much, their futures (though when they had it was always plural, always a foregone conclusion that they’d branch out because no relationship is big enough to hold the two of them at once, not the way they are now or the way they’ll be for a good long while). Riko had never given Satsuki an outline of what she wanted; it was something, like numbers rolling across people’s bodies, measurements accurate down to the millimeter, that only Riko could see.
At first Satsuki had thought basketball, but that’s just where she’s coming from, a world defined by the sport, by her own two hands hefting a ball through a hoop or drawing with markers on a flat representation of a court. Riko loves basketball, but she’s too proud to start in a place coming so clearly from her father; that’s a different kind of challenge she needs other people to overcome, and Riko’s never had much patience for other people. She’d never wait for Satsuki to catch up.
It’s like the way Satsuki imagines her, half-empty third cup of coffee leaving a ring on the windowsill, glasses slipping down her nose, still in bed on a Sunday immersed in a pile of papers like a wall around her. Like a wall, dividing, boxing Satsuki out. They’d had a good run, for what it was, for all the time Satsuki had spent leaning on the doorframe until it felt like she’d carved out a space in her shape, watching Riko go forward and away from her. It hadn’t been as if she’d meant nothing; she’d just meant less, and at the time Satsuki was okay with that, touches here and there, Riko less attainable. But she really hadn’t been attainable at all.
FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T
Fandom:Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 469 words
Cute fluff.
***
"She looks awfully lonely, don't you think?" Momoi says thoughtfully, watching Riko march along the sidelines of the court and shout encouragement to her boys. Her clipboard's braced against her breastbone and Riko keeps scribbling notes on it without taking her eyes off the plays. Her writing must be an absolute chicken scratch but somehow, Momoi's sure that Riko never has any trouble deciphering it.
She's the kind of girl who finds logic puzzles easy, Momoi's sure of it and she leans forwards a little more.
"Who?" Aomine asks as if there's more than one girl worth paying attention to in the stadium. His gaze is tracking Kagami and Kuroko, sharply focused as he takes in every improvement they've undergone since the last time that they battled.
"Riko," Momoi says patiently, used to Aomine's inability to keep up with her train of thought. "All the boys sit together, go to the locker room together, shower together - and she's out of it all."
"So are you," Aomine points out and then adds casually, "Are you lonely?"
Momoi's grip tightens on the railing. She really needs t stop underestimating Aomine.
*
"Momoi-san, what are you doing here?" Riko asks when she emerges from the clubhouse to find that Momoi is standing outside. There's something tucked against Momoi's chest, a triangle of fabric in a rainbow of colors, and Momoi's smile isn't quite as confident as always.
"I was wondering, could I ask a favor of you, please?" Momoi asked, her rehearsed speech vanishing in the face of Riko's calm. She pulled her shoulders back, a reflexive habit that had the side effect of making her breasts thruat out, and held the kite out for Riko to see.
"Touou Academy is having a kite-flying contest and I'm afraid I don't know anything about flying kites and neither does anyone else in the basketball club. I don't want us to look bad in front of the other clubs but if we can't even get our kite into the sky..." She lets her voice trail off there, leaving Riko to imagine whatever terrible fate her mind can come up with.
Riko takes the kite and studies it carefully. "Who told you that I know anything about kite flying?"
"Dai-chan heard from Tetsuya that your father used to fly kites with you when you were younger," Momoi says promptly. She's not sure why that makes Riko groan but it doesn't matter compared to Riko's little nod of assent.
"Okay. Do you have time now? I can teach you the basics."
"Thank you so much! Now is perfect." After the kite-flying lessons, Momoi decides, will be the perfect moment to present Riko with the home-made bento that Momoi slaved over.
The boys might have ridiculed her cooking but surely Riko will be more appreciative of it, right?