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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 Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, G
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 714
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Mayuzumi swipes his card and steps out into the station, listening to the sounds of the neighborhood—slow, a rustle of leaves here and there, then nothing.
He’s not been to as many places as he’s expected to since he moved to Tokyo three years ago. It’s not so much the hectic city lifestyle—he only takes on the minimum of classes needed—but the fact that the rest of his money and time is spent on other pursuits, on his novels, on writing.
Sometimes it’s easier doing that when he’s away from what’s familiar.
This is a touristy area from what he’s read, not even that far from where his university is. Mayuzumi doesn’t come to places like this often—there’s no shortage of crowds in Akihabara or Ikebukuro or any of the other otaku havens dotted around town, but at least those are places where he’s apt to find things he wants. Not some old-timey tourist street.
At least there don’t seem to be many people around on the weekdays. He walks towards the signs, feeling his phone buzz as he looks up at the map.
“Yeah?”
“Chihiro.”
He stops tracing a finger over the imaginary roads. Akashi should be in class right now, but the bustle of traffic from the other side of the line tells Mayuzumi either the world has come crashing down or Akashi Seijuurou is actually, deliberately playing truant. “Where are you?”
“Class is canceled today,” Akashi tells him, as if there is nothing wrong with this conversation whatsoever. “I’m at Nezu Shrine. I…want to talk. Will you meet me there?”
Asking instead of commanding, that’s a first, Mayuzumi thinks. He sighs, glancing at the streets and symbols; it’s not so far that he can’t walk there. And he’s long given up on trying to ask Akashi how he can tell where Mayuzumi is at any time. “Alright.”
Two weeks had passed by in silence and increasing discomfort since their argument, which now that Mayuzumi looks back had started from something so insignificant he’s nearly forgotten what it had been. A misplaced shoe, books left on the kitchen table, spending too much time in the restroom—all of that and more, maybe. It had been easy not going home entirely for sleeping in the library, or being home and avoiding any contact more than necessary with Akashi. There are two bedrooms in the apartment after all, something Mayuzumi will begrudgingly call a product of Akashi’s foresight.
He stops by one of the many small, family-owned stores lining the short stretch of Yanaka Ginza to dawdle and procrastinate the meeting. Akashi may have called him first, but it doesn’t mean Mayuzumi will give in that easily.
(Still, along with his own purchases, there is a pack of handmade silken tofu in his shopping bag as he exits.)
-
The shrine reminds him of Kyoto—quiet, surrounded by forests, opulently built and somehow having survived the Kanto Earthquake and the fire raids, but most of from all the red torii he finds Akashi under, gazing at the koi pond below. It’s a scene he remembers well from the dozens of trips the team had taken to Fushimi Inari, playing hide-and-seek like elementary students between the columns, the fiery red of the maple leaves complimenting the scene.
He’d kissed Akashi under one of them, on their last trip there before he’d gone off to college.
“Hey,” Mayuzumi says, not hoping for a reprise but something close to it. Akashi looks up at him, smiles, then goes back to watching the fish.
Okay, Mayuzumi thinks. There had been no real malice in that smile, or hint that he’s three seconds away from pushing Mayuzumi over the ledge. Just acknowledgement that Mayuzumi’s here, and well—
“Doesn’t this remind you of high school?”
“How utterly unromantic,” Mayuzumi replies, though he’s thinking of exactly the same thing. Akashi looks down at the bag he’s carrying with a much more familiar, knowing, asshole smile. “Why do I even bother with you.”
Akashi touches his hand, a wordless sort of apology that Mayuzumi has come to accept as the norm. It doesn’t mean things will go back to what they were right away, but as he leans over to give Akashi a quick kiss—it’s enough to sate him for now.