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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 GRANDSTAND
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Prompt:
Shiver - Motion City Soundtrack
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Angst
Word Count: 456
***
It's early afternoon and Atsushi hasn't gotten out of bed all day. He's lying there, curled up into a ball and covered in Taiga's blankets, and the only indicator that he's awake is the fact that there's a steady pileup of junk food wrappers on the bedside table.
"Hey," Taiga says from the doorway, leaning against it with his arms folded across his chest.
"Go away," Atsushi mumbles tiredly, but he doesn't protest when Taiga does the exact opposite, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed. They sit in silence, letting it stretch on, until Atsushi curls into a tighter ball and says, "It was probably me."
"I don't think so," Taiga replies softly. "I don't know why Tatsuya left, but it's probably not because of you."
"So it's your fault, then," Atsushi says, annoyed. "You're to blame. Good work, fucking up what we had."
Taiga stiffens up, ready to argue, but he stops and reminds himself to take a deep breath. "That's not it either, Murasakibara, and you know it."
Atsushi sits up with the rustle of snack wrappers, the blanket hanging off his shoulders as he hunches over, hugging his knees to his chest. "The bed still smells like him."
"He'll be back," Taiga says, so quietly that even he can barely hear his own voice, afraid of jinxing it. "He was happy with us and I know it. You can't fake something like that."
"He could," Atsushi sighs, leaning back against the wall, slowly letting himself unfold until he's stretched out, feet hanging over the edge of the bed, his hand almost brushing Taiga's side. He tilts his face up to the ceiling, shuts his eyes, and sighs again, even heavier this time. "If there was a single person in the world who would perfect a fake like that, it would be him. Maybe it's our fault."
"You can't keep blaming yourself for other people's choices," Taiga tells him gently, watching as Atsushi's shoulders go stiff and defensive. "In the end, it was still their choice to do whatever they ended up doing."
"So he chose to leave," Atsushi finishes. "Not just you, or not just me. He left both of us."
Taiga's still trying not to dwell on it because it hurts too much to think of the fact that Tatsuya was never happy with them, biding his time until he could leave, while making everything look just fine on the surface. He should have known Tatsuya better than to let him get away with that sort of thing. It doesn't change anything in the end, though. He takes a deep breath and then exhales, shifting on the bed and leaning against Atsushi's side.
"Yeah. He did."
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 449
***
The three of them fit together, somehow. It’s not like some kind of marvel or miracle; Taiga’s always known how to fit with Tatsuya on instinct alone, out of muscle memory (he can barely remember a time before Tatsuya, but he can’t remember a time when they hadn’t fallen into step beside each other so easily after they’d met at all). Tatsuya’s good with people; Atsushi’s difficult but Tatsuya’s good with him still, pulling him into the things he loudly protests (but maybe it’s not that Atsushi’s difficult; he just keeps up appearances and if you push him the right way he’ll do something with a little less complaint; the more Taiga gets to know him the more true this seems).
Taiga and Atsushi, though, still have bumps and breaks, still times when it’s like they’re sixteen and fighting over Tatsuya (and Tatsuya’s a big-time enabler; he likes the attention even if he’s good at deflecting, but even though they both know he does they can’t stop themselves; Tatsuya rarely indulges himself and this is one way they can indulge him and make him feel special, even if it’s stupid and a little petty and they’re all supposed to be sharing). They aren’t as easily-molded to the situation as Tatsuya, who can make things seem instantaneously as if things were always going to trend this way (not that they always had been; he still reminds Taiga of the things they’d shared alone; he does the same with Atsushi and he leaves the two of them to their own devices often enough).
But they fit together, even if it’s not perfect. Even if they made an even number it wouldn’t be, but it wouldn’t be the same kind of good. They wouldn’t be able to make a cake this fast, passing batter and icing back and forth, Taiga ending up with most of the cleanup (but he doesn’t mind, not when the reward is watching Atsushi’s hands cover Tatsuya’s, twice their size, and a mostly-clean kitchen until they finish the cake). Tatsuya lets Atsushi lick the spoon from the cake batter (raw eggs are bad; Atsushi always looks at Taiga like he’s scum after he says that, even if it’s true) and gives him one of the blades from the electric mixer after they prepare the frosting, the other to Taiga.
Taiga gives half of his over to Tatsuya; it’s a little too sweet and rich for him and Tatsuya made it, too. Tatsuya always smiles him, kisses him softly before tonguing the blade; by that point Atsushi’s finished and he kisses Taiga, sticky fingers in Taiga’s hair, licking the frosting from his mouth. Yeah, they fit.