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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 OTABEK ALTIN/YURI PLISETSKY, T
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Major Tags: Sexual content
Other Tags: Smoking, Alcohol, Angst
Word Count: 479
uh sorry about this
***
Yuri hasn’t had a night off in three weeks, grueling practice schedule bleeding into hellish tournament schedule, but that’s okay because Yuri’s also been trying to drive out all thought and feeling for the last six months. He’s drinking at a bar in Milan, something he’s probably been doing a little too much since the breakup, but when Yakov or Victor scold him, he just gives them the finger and calls them out of touch old men. That does nothing to Yakov, but at least Victor’s reaction always makes Yuri smirk.
Someone sits on the stool next to him. Yuri doesn’t look up.
“Stranger,” the someone says, and Yuri freezes up.
“What are you doing here?” Yuri asks.
“We’re competing in two days,” Otabek says gently, like Yuri is about to forget that. He meant why is his ex-boyfriend in the exact place that he is at this exact moment in time. It isn’t like meeting on the ice where Yuri can be a fucking professional.
But instead of saying all the asshole retorts he could, he just grunts and motions over the bartender for a refill.
Otabek reaches over and touches Yuri’s hand. “Yura, can we talk?”
“I thought you did all your talking six months ago,” Yuri says. Six months ago, Otabek lamented how they never saw each other unless they were going head to head, but when Yuri blurted out, why don’t we just move in together? Otabek froze up and that had been answer enough for Yuri.
“I don’t want to talk,” Yuri says, and covers Otabek’s hand with his own. “You want to fuck instead?”
“This is a bad idea,” Otabek says, but he swallows hard and turns his hand so his fingers lace with Yuri’s, so Yuri knows he won.
That’s good. Yuri’s used to winning.
*
After, Yuri wipes the sweat off his forehead with the hotel’s pillowcase. He forgot to bring his own this time, and this is his way of getting revenge against the hotel for his own forgetfulness. He reaches into the bedside drawer and knocks the lube and condoms away with the side of his hand until he pulls out a pack of cigarettes.
Otabek tuts at him. “Those are a terrible habit for an athlete,” he says.
“Oh, well,” Yuri says, and shrugs. He holds the pack out for Otabek, who takes one. Yuri lights himself up first because he’s earned being a selfish prick when it comes to Otabek.
“I didn’t want to do this,” Otabek says as he exhales and coughs. “I wanted to talk to you, for real. I made a mistake.”
“You did,” Yuri agrees. He flicks some ash into nearby glass, and climbs out of bed, naked, so he can open up his hotel room door. “But this is what I wanted to do, and I don’t want to talk to you.”