Bonus Round 3: FSTs

[referees]

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 daiya no ace, G

[kuramochi]

no warnings apply, 532 words
aaaa, i'm sorry, i wanted to do more with this but couldn't get it to gel. maybe i'll try again when i have more time and energy. but ty for this prompt, it's lovely.

"i was going to quit," mihashi admits years later, the steam billowing from the hot pot not enough to veil the brightness of his eyes. "but takashima-san invited me to tokyo."

tanba figures he should say something about fate, maybe, considering the seibu lions jacket draped over the back of mihashi's chair, but he's never been particularly good with words. "it's good that you went," he says, chasing a particularly slippery bit of fishcake with his chopsticks.

"yes," mihashi says, looking very determined, the sort of look he gets when there's a runner on third and two outs, "or i would never have met you."

there's a pause and then tanba laughs. "look at you," he says. "you've sure learned to talk."

"really," mihashi says, heat from the burner lending him a bit of cover for the redness of his face. "thank you."

tanba shakes his head. "no," he says. "you got here under your own power."

*

we're working hard, the mail from mihashi reads, i hope university is treating you well.

tanba scrolls through the rest of his messages — updates from manaka, reminders from chris — and drops his phone on the mattress with a thud. he has homework to do but he's exhausted, body heavy and slow with effort. he's readjusting, is what chris says, to having a body that does nothing but baseball. eventually, it'll feel good.

i've been watching, tanba types out, after he's changed and brushed his teeth. you're doing well.

it's true. it's vast change from last year, mihashi stuttering and apologizing, standing on the mound like he wasn't convinced he deserved to be there.

you can't pitch like that, tanba told him, watching his shoulders heave in the cloudy moonlight. you're carrying the team out there. trust that you're there for a reason if you can't trust anything else.

he remembers that feeling, still gets it clawing up his throat some nights, the restless, consuming need to be better without knowing how. he wasn't the ace he wanted to be back then, but he's trying again, here. he'll do better. they'll both make good.

*

tanba recognizes something wounded in the new first year pitcher immediately, the darting eyes, the inward-turning set of his shoulders. he stumbles over his name (mihashi something) and his school (unintelligible), but his voice is clear when he says, "i want to pitch." he seems horrified by it in the next moment, nervous twist of his mouth mirrored in his hands, neck, shoulders, like he expects to be punished for it. it's familiar in an unsettling way, and tanba is almost certain he feels ryousuke's amused gaze burning on his back. he ignores it, but he can't help glancing back at mihashi when first string breaks off for practice.

"he's very dedicated," he hears rei say to katoka later. "and his fastball is very peculiar. it's slow, but with the proper training he could be very versatile." they're both watching mihashi in the throng of first years shuffling across the field, jostled to one side or the other and looking a bit like someone lost at sea.

"i see," is all kataoka says, and tanba finishes his water and leaves the dugout.