Bonus Round 3: FSTs

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SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).

Profess your love for your favorite ships with the power of song! In this round, we ask you to create fan soundtracks and use them as inspiration for new fanwork.

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)

There is no max work cap.

Format your comment in one of the following ways:

If PROMPTING:	If FILLING:	If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine. Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's 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:</strong> (the ship your prompt is focused on. "&" indicates a platonic relationship, "/" is non-platonic. Format the ship name any way you want, but clarity is more likely to get you fills.) <strong>Fandom:</strong> (what fandom the ship is from) <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; these apply to content *in the prompt itself* and is NOT an implication of what you're looking for in a fill. If your prompt doesn't require tags, write "None" here.) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Prompt:</strong> <a href="">song title here</a>	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to. Any way you format it is fine. Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (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:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (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. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Copy/paste/fill out the following form into your comment box. Delete the guidance text that's in parentheses. Make sure you use tags. Here is a BR Template Creator for your convenience if the textarea is confusing. (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:</strong> <strong>Fandom:</strong> <strong>Major Tags:</strong> (https://sportsanime.dreamwidth.org/1609.html, when applicable; otherwise write "None".) <strong>Other Tags:</strong> (anything else that you feel requires tagging; can include jokey tumblr-style tags here; may also pull from the "Additional Tags" list from the URL above, if applicable; otherwise, write "None" here.) <strong>Word Count:</strong> (if applicable; otherwise write "None") (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. FOR NSFW FILLS, please cross-link these fills and use clear tags. Refer to the body of the post above for more information. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>. Thumbnails only, please; more info @ http://referees.dreamwidth.org/5647.html#images ) NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and tag them clearly. saso_afterhours is open to all NSFW fills. Written/text fills can be hosted on AO3 or saso_afterhours ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere; you may include a small safe-for-work thumbnail of the fill in your comment.

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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).

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FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T

[wino]

Ship: aomine/himuro
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 844

***

The court is quiet at night, different from how it'd be in the day, when and all the basketball idiots are out, willingly sweating under the sweltering sun. Right now it's just him, the dribble of rubber against concrete, and the relentlessness of his heartbeat in the silence.

He fucking hates it. He thought he would've gotten used to it, from all those afternoons spent dozing on school rooftops or drowning in his own thoughts, but everything has changed. He has changed. Now he can't stand being in a room permeated by it, and it's what brought him here, at least not completely alone with a ball in his hands.

At least he has the faint noises of traffic in the distance. At least he has the crickets. At least he isn't in an apartment where cruel words still hung in the air like shards of glass, like he could cut himself on them hours after the argument, if he isn't careful. Maybe he's being a coward about it all, reverting back to his old habits of avoidance and running away, but that's just another thing they have in common that's doing the opposite of bringing them together.

Maybe that's just the thing. They're opposites who are too similar in the worst ways, knowing exactly where to push and prod for the most disastrous provocation.

Because Himuro does exactly that, not even subconsciously—Aomine knows him well enough to be certain that everything he says is intentionally targeted. He doesn't necessarily have to mean them; he's just trying to see what the other person would do.

And Aomine, despite knowing all this, still rises to the bait each time. Maybe it's a habit he'll never learn to break; maybe it'll just keep happening until they break for good.

He's dribbling absentmindedly, ready to shoot, when the silence is disturbed by footsteps to his side. He glances in the direction of the sound and his hand goes slack, dropping the ball and letting it roll away, because the sight of Himuro in front of him is just that astonishing.

Himuro's not supposed to give Aomine chase. He never has.

(Never, it seems, until right now.)

"I knew I'd find you here," he says, careful and tentative like Aomine might throw a tantrum again. Aomine's not that immature anymore, but he isn't so willing to surrender yet, either.

"Yeah?" he says, purposely harsh. "That why you came?"

Himuro shrugs, graceful with one shoulder. "It was too quiet at the apartment. Are you up for a match?"

"Whatever." Aomine lets Himuro go after the ball, and this is almost nostalgic—this is how they'd first gotten acquainted outside of their mutual friends, how they'd resolved personality differences and misunderstandings. This recent fight, though, seems too big to fit in the criteria, but he guesses he could humor Himuro for a bit.

If this is the last time.

So they play, lit in varying shades of streetlamp and moonlight, Himuro still effortlessly beautiful when he aims. He gets a few shots in, but it's Aomine's game and always has been, so by the end when both of them are panting and bent over, Aomine's lead is so wide he'd stopped counting.

"Daiki," says Himuro, his head still down, his face obscured, and Aomine thinks maybe he'd add the gap in their skills to his list of grievances (t wouldn't be out of character for him), but then, "I'm sorry."

It's hardly been half an hour, and he manages to catch Aomine off guard again. Aomine's too speechless to reply, so Himuro keeps going.

"I shouldn't have said—I knew it'd upset you, I just..."

"I knew you knew," says Aomine, once he finds his voice. "Was a sucker for it anyway." Maybe he hadn't really changed at all.

Himuro doesn't respond. He bites his lip instead, and even now, Aomine wishes he could do it for him.

"I don't blame you," he goes on, that old indifference coloring his tone. "Just proves I'm too stupid for this, right?"

Himuro's expression twists, as if Aomine had shoved one of those glass shards right to his heart. It's right then that Aomine wishes he could take it back, because those words had pushed them closer to an ending than he'd like, and whatever he'd said or thought or felt before this moment, he's not ready to let go of this, not now, maybe not ever.

He starts to laugh, the way he does when his eyes start to burn. Himuro, still looking stricken, closes the distance between them by bowing Aomine's head to his shoulder, his palm a gentle weight on Aomine's nape. Aomine hears him sigh, so close to his ear.

"You're not as impossible as you think you are, Daiki."

Aomine sniffs, raising his arms slightly to wrap them around Himuro's waist. He doesn't say anything at all, hoping that somehow this embrace would be enough to convey that even if he runs, or wants to call it quits, he can always, always be persuaded to stay.