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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 BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU
Fandom: haikyuu!!, all out!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: supernatural elements, autoplay sound, most of these are instrumental
Prompt:
potc ost - drink up me hearties
two steps from hell - ocean kingdom
potc ost - mermaids & my jolly sailor bold
ruelle - hold your breath
two steps from hell - water temple
FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: Blood
Other Tags: Supernatural elements, kissing
Word Count: None
thanks to you i've had this song stuck in my head for the past two days. also, the blood tag is for a slightly blood-stained shirt, bc idk it felt more piratical??? (sorry)
p.s. click through for the full image- which is... a bit big. (sorry again)
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Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
thanks for the comment <3
Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
i love it. ;; mermaid suga and pirate tanaka look great!!
Re: FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, G
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Fandom: All Out!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: supernatural elements, unrequited crush
Word Count: 1112
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Ooharano had already told him that sirens weren’t beautiful. They didn’t need to be. Once you heard them sing you would believe anything they wanted you to. Gion still didn’t understand what could be so tempting that people dove into siren-infested waters trying to reach it.
Most of the crew had been through this area before, and they were businesslike about it. Earplugs were passed out and hand signals memorized. Gion wasn’t sure what he was looking for but there were no strange creatures, beautiful or otherwise, to be seen.
At first it felt strange to hear only stuffy silence. Gion kept fiddling with his earplugs until he imagined he heard music. It felt like it was in his head rather than outside, like someone had plucked at his nerves and made them ring in unfamiliar notes. It listed too sharp and yet he wanted to stop and concentrate on it.
Then there was a voice, as clear as if the music was only there to emphasize it, calling his name.
Gion only got halfway through the thought that he should not be hearing any voice right now and if he was it was very bad. The voice wasn’t exotic or alluring or even melodic. It was familiar. He had to follow it.
Iwashimizu had tucked himself in a little blind spot near the stairs to the quarterdeck. It was a wonder he could find enough shadow to hide in.
“What are you doing?” Gion shouted at him. Then, realizing that Iwashimizu probably couldn’t hear him, he reached out and shook his friend’s arm.
Iwashimizu turned with a bright, beaming smile as if he had somehow done something wonderful. Gion felt his heart lift as it always did when Iwashimizu looked at him like that and he reflexively jerked away.
“What?” he snapped.
The smile slipped, leaving Iwashimizu’s face blank for an instant.
“Don’t you like me?”
“You’re asking me that now?”
“I like you.”
Iwashimizu smiled again, and Gion could feel it becoming harder and harder to look at anything else. That sweet smile, the happy little bush, the shy fidgeting, and then the way those beautiful eyes caught and held his.
This was one area when Gion had some practice not being impulsive, but his self control seemed to fail very quickly. He went down on one knee beside Iwashimizu. Those words were still humming in the air like the lingering notes of a harp. I like you whispered in his ears like faint music.
Then Iwashimizu kissed him and he briefly forgot how to breathe.
Somewhere between kisses Gion was aware of crawling into Iwashimizu’s lap. Iwashimizu’s hands finally landed on him, too cold and hard but Gion was past being able to notice. Fingers traced affectionately up his nape, drawing blood, and he did not care.
“Little snack,” was whispered against his lips. Gion was just conscious enough to feel indignant.
He had no awareness of falling from the ship, only of water closing over his head. In that moment Gion learned something that very few people live to tell: a siren’s song sounds completely different underwater.
What he heard was more like pressure beating against his ears than sound. It was the scream of a hull on an obsidian beach and it shredded the glamor in an instant. The thing holding him under was not Iwashimizu. It was not even remotely beautiful. Under its translucent skin its bones didn’t even seem to form a solid skeleton, but shifted with the waves.
That flash of indignation saved his life, bringing him back to his senses just an instant sooner. Gion kicked out at what was probably the thing’s chest with all of his strength, pushing out of its arms so those lamprey-like jaws snapped closed an inch from his nose rather than around his throat.
The next instant he was fished out of the water. Gion found himself dangling from his captain’s hand. His ears were ringing, and the siren’s voice came to him as if echoing down a very long hallway.
There were no words this time, but the air was filled with the little sounds Iwashimizu made. The sleepy hum when he stretched in the morning, the little gasps and sighs and groans Gion knew all too well, all of it ringing like music in his ears.
Gion’s breath caught and his insides heated at the sounds, but his senses were still so battered from being underwater that when the siren attempted to claw its way up the hull after them it was very obviously what it was, not what he wanted to see.
Then someone dropped a cannonball on it. There was loud laughter from the deck, and Captain Sekizan hauled him safely up over the railing.
For a minute Gion dangled from Sekizan’s grip like a waterlogged kitten. Ebumi was laughing much too loud, unable to hear himself.
Gion found himself tossed into Iwashimizu’s arms, the one place he did not want to be at that moment. He tried to claw his way free, but Iwashimizu doggedly hung on to him. Even when Gion headbutted him he didn’t relax his grip for an instant. Then, as Gion made it clear he would not go quietly, Iwashimizu pinned him against the deck and clamped both hands over his ears.
It took another few seconds for him to calm, but then the fight poured out of him completely. It was blessedly quiet beyond the ringing in his ears. It was safe now. He was in the right hands.
The siren’s hands had been like talons, and its body had been cold as any fish. Gion hadn’t noticed in the moment, but now he was very aware of how warm Iwashimizu’s hands were. Iwashimizu’s forehead rested against his, his face scrunched in concentration.
Gion wasn’t sure how much later it was when someone came and tapped Iwashimizu’s shoulder to let him know it was safe to take the earplugs out. Gion was finally allowed to sit up. The sounds of normal industry were surreal for a minute.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Gion couldn’t meet those worried eyes as he added, “Thank you.”
“I’m glad.”
Gion couldn’t stop himself from looking back. Iwashimizu was smiling fondly at him, his expression light with relief. He didn’t need to bring out the big guns to reach the little vulnerable places in Gion’s heart.
There was still a faint hum along Gion’s nerves that wouldn’t let him forget this was the face he would throw himself overboard for. Saying he should climb into Iwashimizu’s lap and sit on him so he couldn’t go away. Whispering, I haven’t kissed him yet.
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T