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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!
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: death
Other Tags: violence, i don't actually know anything about bank robbery
Word Count: ~800
***
Satsuki can almost fit in with them, can almost blend into the crowd if she tries hard enough. It must be a strange experience for her, Daiki thinks. Satsuki has never not stood out; less like a sore thumb or a weed that needs to be plucked, more like an uncommonly beautiful flower that’s blossomed in spite of all circumstance.
And, of course, the wig helps. When Daiki helps Satsuki get ready in the morning, he tucks a bubblegum-pink strand of hair behind her ear, out of sight. With the black wig, the colored contacts, and the unflattering clothes she could be almost anyone. She could be no one at all. Except for with Daiki; he could spot her a mile away.
“You’re always so gentle, Dai-chan,” Satsuki says, as Daiki zips up her dress, “I’m not going to break, you know.”
“Shut up.”
“It’s creepy, coming from you,” she teases, laying her hair in place and grabbing her briefcase, “How do I look?”
Daiki rolls his eyes, “Does it matter?”
“Of course it does!” Satsuki whines, adjusting her belt. She does look good, maybe a bit too good, but if natural beauty is her only weakness, then she’s still miles ahead of any other partner Daiki’s ever had. Besides, she’s one of only two people he’d actually trust with his life.
It’s been months since they started planning this particular robbery, the crown jewel of their heists, and hopefully their last before they retreated into hiding. Until then, it was painstaking research, endless reconnaissance missions, and detail-gathering trips.
Satsuki had no problem hacking into the employee personnel files, memorizing their schedules, their bad habits and tics. When she walks in, freshly-printed ID badge hung around her slender neck, she looks just nervous enough to pass easily as a new hire, and a man wearing a wide tie and a wider smile steers her toward her new office.
Alone, Daiki can rob a bank maybe once every three to four months. His hauls are small -- never more than a few hundred thousand yen. To get to the real goods -- that is, the diamonds and priceless jewelry held in the deepest parts of the building -- requires a more delicate touch.
Which means that with Satsuki on his side, the possibilities are endless.
He waits for their arranged time, then slips around the back of the building. The door is unlocked, as promised. He’s cased the building blueprint over and over in his head: a left, two rights, punch in the door code, take the second door on the right, turn left again, meet there.
Satsuki is supposed to meet him alone, having acquired the keycard and lock combo for the largest safe. When he rounds the corner, though, he finds her struggling with the bank teller from earlier, his mouth gagged with tape, hands tied sloppily with a telephone wire.
“What the hell?” Daiki growls, round-house kicking the man under his jaw, mostly on instinct. The man goes goes limp instantly, unconscious.
“It’s a fingerprint safe, only this guy has access,” Satsuki hisses. Her wig is falling off and the fake glasses she’s wearing are askew in away that’s almost comical, “I couldn’t just take his finger and run.”
That’s debatable, Daiki thinks, but he doesn’t say so, just curses under his breath and grabbing the slumped-over man, dragging him by the collar towards their destination, “The cameras are out?”
“Yes. Only on this floor, though.”
“And no one followed you?”
“N-No.”
“You do realize what this means, right?”
Daiki expects Satsuki to hesitate, but to his surprise she does nothing of the sort, “I do. I’ll do it.”
He lets the thought sit, just in case she changes her mind. But that moment never comes. Daiki rubs at his wrists, where the tight leather of his gloves is already chafing, “Well, let’s get to work.”
Their work is systematic once they get inside the safe. Daiki package the jewels carefully, and they grab some cash as well for the road, Satsuki carefully picking out the ink packets with practiced fingers.
When it’s time to go, Satsuki surprises him again, reaching under Daiki’s jacket. Her fingers are warm, even through the material of his shirt. When Satsuki finds what she’s looking for, she smiles wanly, pulling out the revolver from its holster. Then, the silencer.
“I can still do it,” Daiki says, resting a hand on her arm.
“No,” Satsuki shrugs him off, eyes lingering on the form of the still-unconscious bank teller, “I need to do it. I want to.”
There’s silence as she screws on the suppressor, which leaves Daiki compelled to say, “It’ll all be worth it. For us to get the hell out of here.”
“I know,” Satsuki smiles, and then she takes aim.
Re: FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
oh my god I love this SO MUCH. The way Aomine thinks about her, protective but not condescending, the acknowledgment of how much more he can take with her on the inside, the BIT ABOUT COULDN'T JUST TAKE HIS FINGER ANDA OMINE DISAGREEING!!! Also the ending part with Momoi shooting him and taking responsibility is so good it hurts, yikes. Thank you tons for this!