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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 Miyuki Kazuya/Oikawa Tooru, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major tags: None
Other tags: steampunk AU
Word count: 511
sneaking this in just under the wire!! this is more 20% steampunk 80% me handwaving steampunk elements, ENJOY
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The whistling pipes nearly deafen Atsumu when he ducks into the engine room to see what's got the airship running so hot. The gauges on the centre console are all showing alarming readings. Atsumu swears, snaps his goggles in place, and dives in to the fray.
He gets engrossed in the work, so much so that when he finally takes a breather to straighten his back and wipe at his sweat-drenched brow, the rag that smacks him in the face comes as a surprise. Atsumu yelps, whips the rag off along with his goggles, and roars, at the top of his lungs: "Samu!"
His twin doesn't even do him the courtesy of looking up from where he's elbow-deep in the machines. "You're all gross. Wipe yourself up already."
Atsumu bristles, but there's sweat trickling into his eyes and Osamu's not wrong. He scrubs at his face and balls the fabric up, stuffing it into his pockets to fling at Osamu later, when they're not in a room full of sensitive equipment. He levels an accusing finger at him instead. "You slacked off with the check-ups here last night didn't you? That's why everything's overheating today!"
Osamu gives him an offended look, though it's muted through his own goggles. "I did not! I did everything as usual, and everything was fine till this morning, after your shift."
"Yeah, and I could already tell something was fishy here this morning thanks to your lazy ass last night!"
"I'm telling you--"
A blast of steam from the pipes above them interrupts Osamu, and he swears before turning back to the machinery beneath his hands. "Anyway, the main problem isn't even in here. It's--"
"--the vents system on the outside of the ship, yeah. Figured as much." Atsumu lets out an explosive sigh. "Any chance this isn't going to end up with me going for an air-walk?"
Osamu snorts. "Not on your life."
"But Samu," Atsumu wheedles. "C'mon, give your baby brother a break!"
"Seven minutes isn't enough to make you the baby, Tsumu." Osamu twists a knob tightly, before snapping the section's panel shut. "C'mon. Before the whole ship becomes a furnace and roasts us all alive."
For all his griping, Atsumu doesn't mind the exterior work all that much. The wind is refreshing after the humidity of the engine room. With a harness secure around his waist - and his twin on the other end - there's not much to fear, even when clinging to the outside of a hulking airship, miles and miles above the ground.
It's quick work to find the problem that's been messing up the whole ship, and quicker still to fix it. Funny that such a small nuisance could cause such a big fuss.
Atsumu raps his fist along the hull, enjoying the singing of the metal, and splays his palm out. The ship is warm beneath his gloved hand, thrumming and working and alive. The whole world stretches out beneath them, waiting.
Atsumu grins, wide and giddy, and pulls himself up.