Bonus Round 3: FSTs

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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)

There is no max work cap.

Format your comment in one of the following ways:

If PROMPTING:	If FILLING:	If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

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!

Comments

FILL: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, G

[swiftling]

No tags, lots of awkward diabetes-inducing fluff
1138 words

[ how could I resist studio killers. answer: I couldn't ]

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There's no other way to say this: Kiyoko is the most beautiful person Yachi has ever seen.

She's always known, well. You know. She likes boys too but they're not the same, they don't have the same allure girls do, they don't make her lose her train of thought when they run their fingers across their lower lip or tuck a strand of hair behind their ear.

"...Yachi?" Kiyoko asks, and only then does she realize she's been staring.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Kiyoko-san, I- I just-" she looks around frantically for an excuse; looks down and realizes she's still holding an armful of volleyballs. "I'll just go put these away!" she squeaks, and spins away to trot towards the equipment room.

She leaves the safety of the room only when she's sure her face isn't red and her breathing is even and steady- and when she's handed the mop off to Hinata so he can sweep the floor, and helped Suga finish taking inventory to make sure everything's put away in its proper place. It takes a while. Yachi doesn't know whether she's more hopeful that Kiyoko will have waited for her, or that she hasn't wasted her time and has already gone home.

Suga pauses as he leaves, one hand on the doorframe. Yachi meets his measuring stare for a moment before she glances down.

"Did you forget something, Suga-senpai?" she asks meekly.

Suga shakes his head. The smile he gives her is half-amused, half-wistful. "Good luck," is all he says before he leaves. Yachi tries to pretend she doesn't know what he's talking about and fails.

It takes her another few minutes to make herself presentable after that, but when she steps outside the room she feels a little calmer, her chin up and her shoulders back. The gym is empty, except for the lone figure in black waiting against the wall.

"Oh," Yachi says, and her voice comes out a squeak. She clears her throat before she continues, "Were you waiting for me?"

Kiyoko nods, and lifts a ring full of keys. "I'm the one in charge of locking up today."

Yachi then realizes she's made Kiyoko wait for her. She swoops into a deep bow, stammering, "I'm sorry for delaying you!"

"You don't have to apologize," Kiyoko murmurs, and Yachi startles at the soft touch on her shoulder. She glances up and Kiyoko's gaze is tinged with amusement. "I would have waited to walk home with you anyway."

Kiyoko's long fingers lift from her shoulder and move away, her hand graceful as it falls back to her side. Yachi's shoulder tingles where she was touched.

"Why?" Yachi says.

Kiyoko shrugs. "I wanted to," she says. "Did you have other plans?"

Yachi shakes her head furiously. Even if she did, she would have canceled them.

--

The sun is setting when they leave the gym, but the lingering heat of the afternoon is still oppressive. Yachi winces, brushing at the back of her neck.

Kiyoko notices her look of irritation and turns, wordlessly curious. "It's gotten too long," Yachi explains, fiddling with a strand of hair to illustrate her point. "I should cut it again, it gets so hot in the summer. I can't even imagine what it's like in Tokyo right now."

Kiyoko turns away and digs through the pockets of her bag, then pulls out a small hair tie. Yachi stares for a moment before realization dawns.

"It's okay if I use it?" she asks, even though it's redundant.

"I have extras," Kiyoko replies. "It's no trouble."

"Thank you! Um, I'll give it back," Yachi says, though Kiyoko is already looking away.

The rest of the walk is serene. Yachi sneaks sideways glances and Kiyoko does her the courtesy of not acknowledging them. When Yachi looks down, her eye is drawn to the way their hands swing at their sides, only inches apart. If she were a little braver—if she could just reach out—

Her fingers have halfway crossed the distance before she quails. Instead, she reaches up to touch the simple blue hairband that ties her hair back close to her nape, and feels a warmth under her skin that has nothing to do with the summer weather.

--

"Thank you for walking me home, Kiyoko-san," she says, bowing. When she straightens Kiyoko is giving her a small, genuine smile.

"See you tomorrow," she says.

"Get home safely!" Yachi says, waving until Kiyoko is out of sight.

Kiyoko seems to have forgotten about the hair tie. Yachi slips it free, staring at the small oval in the center of her cupped palms. When she reaches her bedroom it joins a small collection of treasures: a half-used pen; a bobby pin; a piece of paper half-filled with the team's old training regimen, all written in Kiyoko's neat cursive.

--

Walking home with Kiyoko becomes a habit. Sometimes they walk through a nearby park, admiring the duck pond and summer flowers; sometimes they stop on rainy days to get tea and cake in Yachi's favorite bakery; sometimes they stop by a bookstore and exchange recommendations. It's months before Yachi realizes that they're basically dating. But that's impossible, she scolds herself, she can't be so presumptuous.

Months later, Kiyoko smiles at her when they're standing at the door to Yachi's apartment complex.

"What is it?" Yachi asks. "Did I- is something on my face?"

"I was hoping you'd keep it," Kiyoko says, and reaches out. Her hand touches Yachi's hairtie- blue, the one Kiyoko loaned her ages ago- and then smooths down, stroking over her hair in a feather-light brush. "I thought the blue would look nice on you."

Yachi blinks, flushing red.

"I was right," Kiyoko says, smiling. "It suits you. I'm glad."

Yachi squeaks. Before she can regain coherent thought she's already surging forward, pressing a poorly-aimed kiss just left of Kiyoko's mouth. She swallows, pulling back, and says, "I'm sorry, I-"

Then Kiyoko is kissing her back, and Yachi is relieved because she didn't have anything else to say and Kiyoko's mouth is as soft as it looked, maybe softer, and this close she can smell the shampoo Kiyoko uses and oh, my god, is this really happening-

Kiyoko's hands are firm on Yachi's upper arms when she pulls away, making sure that Yachi's knees don't give out. "You're adorable," Kiyoko whispers. Yachi makes an incoherent warble in response.

"I-I've fallen for you," Yachi stammers, when she can get words out. "Is that all right?"

Kiyoko kisses her in answer, and when Yachi's legs really do give out she simply lifts her up and sets her back on her feet again.