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Bonus Round 3: FSTs
Bonus Round 3: FSTs
This round is CLOSED. Late fills can be posted, but they won't receive points.
We're halfway through all the bonus rounds now. If you're like us, every love song on the radio seems to apply to your OTP. In this round we'd like you to serenade us with some of your top picks!
This round ends at 7PM on July 11 EDT. Countdown Timer.
RULES
- Submit prompts in the form of a short playlist (3-6 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. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Riko & Momoi & Alex). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Riko/Momoi/Alex). 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.
- You cannot fill your teammates' prompts or your own prompts.
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]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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.
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 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points 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.Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
fighting fish | dessa
low light low life | p.o.s.
blackbird | the beatles
Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
Re: PROMPT: TEAM GRANDSTAND
completely torturinghurting meeverything is fine
it's fine
it's just fine
FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, E
1198 words
sometimes, when daichi wants it, he asks asahi to fuck him roughly.
he breaches the subject easily, obviously, with that dead-serious look in his eyes and a really, really soft smile that scares asahi (but only slightly, if the little shudder down his spine can be called fear at all).
asahi hedges at the edge of the bed, nervous at the sight of him. koushi does, admittedly, most of the work--sucks at the skin of daichi’s inner thighs and swallows him until he’s jerking his hips up, prepares him with long fingers and drawn-out kisses. asahi admires the sight: they’ve always fit so well together, and daichi twists his body down, lifts up his hips for something bigger, for more force. koushi softly massages his balls until daichi screws shut his eyes. "i want it, i want it," he pants, and koushi withdraws his touch.
that's when daichi opens his eyes and hits asahi with that stare, big brown eyes and an unshakeable trust that makes asahi want to please him. "fuck me," he groans, and asahi isn't going to run away from that. from them.
he goes slow, easing into daichi like he'll break him (knows he won't, they've done this before, but each and every time asahi wants to lay down and go slow, fuck him open and easy). "asahi," daichi frowns, and he drags out his name in three syllables, slow as melting ice, a-sa-hi. "i'm not fragile."
"i know," he mumbles, and he braces his hands on daichi's hips.
"i want this, come on, come on--" and koushi is kissing daichi quiet, ash-grey head covering daichi's face from asahi's sight. "mm," he complains, and koushi laughs at him. reaches up to kiss asahi too, fists his hands in long hair and yanks at his scalp.
daichi mouths at the skin of koushi's inner thigh and it makes him bite into the kiss, teeth against asahi's lip and he jerks from the sensation, thrusts up and jolts daichi from his position on the bed. "yeah, do that again."
"bossy," koushi giggles, and asahi grins nervously, tightens his grip on daichi's hips.
"that's right," daichi nods, sighs, rocks his hips, fucks himself on asahi's cock until asahi can't not move.
he likes it slow, likes worshipping koushi with his legs spread open and tongue flicking into him, likes it when koushi makes that high-pitched sigh that exhales sharp from his lungs. he likes it gentle, when daichi has him on his back and it's so good, and asahi can close his eyes, just concentrate. they're the only two people in the world who love asahi enough to do this, and daichi is asking him for something he wants. he can do this.
"make him cry," koushi whispers, grinning, and asahi's lips twitch into an answering smile. maybe. koushi always likes to watch, observing the little scraps of daichi’s control erode under asahi’s touch.
koushi twines his fingers in with daichi's when they scrabble for purchase. asahi's the tallest out of them, the most powerful--it was always evident, but when he fucks it's with a smooth stroke, a rhythm that gets daichi arching for him, for more. "god, that's good," he gasps, and his hips rise up to meet asahi's in answer.
asahi pins him down for it, and daichi lets out an approving groan. his hips will have bruises tomorrow when they're done, and they'll fade in the coming days--but until then, koushi will kiss them, press at them until daichi pins asahi with that stare again. "fuck me, fuck--god--"
there are these little noises that escape him sometimes, when asahi is so overwhelmed by the tight heat of koushi's body and when daichi clenches around him, purposeful, almost daring him to go faster. "yes, that's good," and the little praise makes asahi go faster, harder. daichi shakes with the in-stroke, opens up his mouth for koushi to feed him his cock.
he makes a little sigh of satisfaction when daichi swallows around him, chokes a little on him when asahi is particularly rough. but it's not a ‘no’ and it's not a ‘stop’; asahi will always be amazed at daichi's capacity to give, and his fingertips dig into the skin above his hipbones.
"this is good," koushi gasps, face red from exertion. he drifts his fingertips down to daichi's nipples, twists at them until daichi bucks back, fucks himself harder down on asahi's cock. daichi tightens around asahi again when he pushes in particularly sharply.
koushi reaches further, takes daichi's cock in his hand and strokes, strokes until his spine curves in a single perfect arch. asahi is so tired, but cannot stop until daichi comes--can't come until he does, can't tear himself away from his mouth stretched by koushi's cock and his sweaty legs wrapped around his waist. daichi makes a choked noise, and koushi pulls out immediately, asahi's hips stuttering to a stop.
"on my face, fuck, please--" koushi jacks himself on his knees, cockhead pointed at daichi's open mouth. paints him in white streaks, and daichi looks so happy that asahi can't quite help himself. he knows the feeling: like koushi, he’d give daichi anything he wants, anything within his power at all, so he slams into him, draws out that involuntary whine and makes him repeat it. "i'm coming," he pants, and he tightens around asahi again, that absolute trust still in his eyes.
falling forward, asahi stays as still as he can, fills daichi up and presses into him. his hips still jerk slightly while daichi comes, cock pressed between their bodies, and he waits, knows daichi likes how full he feels with his satisfaction thrumming in his veins. daichi grins, grinds down his hips and leans his head forward, presses his lips to asahi’s. he sucks on his tongue, teeth briefly clacking against his, and pulls away to whisper in his ear, “come on, asahi, i’m waiting--” and it makes asahi come for him, soft breaths and forehead dropping down to the bed, limbs shaking.
“no, not yet,” daichi says, soft and low, and koushi presses himself up against daichi, prone on the bed, and combs his fingers through asahi’s hair. “just a little longer.” so asahi keeps himself in daichi, until he shifts his hips, uncomfortable at last. koushi kisses his discomfort away when asahi finally pushes himself off the bed, goes to find something to wipe them clean. “asahi,” he laughs, and points at the fingermarks on his own skin. koushi takes the wet towel from asahi and wipes off daichi’s face, follows the towel and kisses him on the high planes of his cheeks, his forehead, his nose, his mouth. “look.”
“do i have to?” but daichi takes asahi’s hands in his when he’s close enough, guides them to where they were before and presses down gently. “oh. yeah.”
“good job.” but daichi’s blissed-out face is worth it, his contentment seeping into asahi’s bones.
koushi pulls asahi back to the bed. “come on, middle spoon.”
“can’t i take a shower?” but asahi’s never been able to resist him. “please?”
“later,” he laughs. “later, together.”
and it’s a promise asahi intends to make them keep.
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, E
Re: FILL: TEAM AKAASHI KEIJI/BOKUTO KOUTAROU/KUROO TETSUROU, E