#miracle runners AU

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00 - Pilot

synopsis ! he’s an American football player by day and a passionate mathematician by night. She’s a well-rounded historian and writer who couldn’t evaluate a derivative to save her life. They lived in two different worlds but shared the same study room.

series masterlist | cmnt to be added to taglist !

cw ! no use of y/n, y/n is _____, fluff, slow burn, college au, ooc sukuna, f!reader, child abuse/neglect, alcohol abuse, suggestive

fic radio ! Heavy by The Marías

Ryomen Sukuna knew from a young age that he was a genius. It didn’t take his fourth grade teacher’s praises or his middle school principal placing him in higher level math and science classes. He just knew. But his mother, the resentful drunk, put no effort into his education or his future.

He was the product of her falling in love with an American “businessman” who ended up being a low-level drug dealer who eventually got arrested. On his release day, he had already run away to a distant South American country. So here lived Ryomen and his absentee mother, who moved to America to live in a trailer park.

Ryomen’s mother didn’t bother taking him to school or making sure he got on the bus, so he attended school when he could. His teachers constantly sent notes home begging his mother to bring Ryomen to school, but she didn’t care to read them.

Ryomen picked up small jobs around the park, taking care of the elderly for money and sometimes just a meal. When a social worker was sent home, his mother laughed at the idea of Ryomen being intelligent, chuckling, “That brat will never amount to anything. Both his parents are dumb as fuck anyway!”

By middle school, he was juggling two jobs while attending school whenever he could. He probably broke a good amount of child labour laws, but it’s what kept him and his mother alive.

High school changed his life. His good friend, Toji Fushiguro, begged him to try out for the football team. He mused about how many girls they would get, knowing that he only asked Ryomen to try out with him because he was nervous.

Ryomen picked up football with ease. He was an aggressive tackler, and he was an amazing runner. All those hours he worked at factories and warehouses added to his physique. Having to fight the odd men his mother brought over sometimes also toughened him up. But in the case of football, he wasn't pushing himself because he had to; he played because it became an outlet for him.

He ended up being so good that he and Toji went to college with their amazing skills. Ryomen as a quarterback and Toji as a tight end. Their small town never sent anyone to college for sports, so Ryomen and Toji were practically celebrities. Toji thought it was a miracle that he would be attending a highly selective school just because he could catch a ball and block a few dudes. He had no clue that even without the sports scholarship, Ryomen could have gotten into an Ivy Leauge school with just his grades alone. He was an undercover nerd.

. . .

You grew up in the kind of environment where everything you did was talked about. Being one of the wealthiest families in Upstate New York meant all eyes were on you at all times. You were an only child who was afraid to rebel. So you tried your hardest to be picture perfect. Never allowing yourself to break under pressure.

Attending one of the most prestigious prep schools in New York meant having to be at the top of your class. It meant juggling a full schedule of APs, electives, extracurriculars, clubs, and tutoring. You did all of this seemingly without breaking a sweat. Being the best had a cost. You didn't get to live the teenage life, and it upset you. Your parents insisted on you staying close. But you had different ideas. You were tired of feeling like a hermit. Never having drank alcohol, or dated, or even partied(outside of formal events), you needed to do college right. You couldn’t achieve that close to home.

You could do that at Ohio State. You wouldn’t be the slightly entitled good girl. You'd be the life of the party.

. . .

-> next part

[irondad-creator-awards]

All Winners and Runners-Up have now been added to the collections, though some will be awaiting permission.

The Bookmarks are all processed though for Winners and Runners-Up so you can find them all there.

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Best Multi -Chapter

Winner: Get Off My Lawn by Or I'll Turn The Hose On You by Bergen

Runner-Up:  Broken Mirrors And Fragile Things by Evienyx

Best Drabble

Winner: Peter Parker Needs A Hug by Happyaspie

Runner-Up:  They Happen Because Of You by Diamondshard143

Best One -Shot

Winner:  How To Get Banned From Monaco (Again) by Niniblack

Runner-Up:  King Of The Interns by Isadancurtisproduction

Best Plot Twist

Winner: Dark Matter by Mysterycyclone

Runner-Up:  Occupational Hazard by Bergen

Best Biodad

Winner: The Moon And Stars (And Gummy Worms Where They Shouldn’t Be) by Jaworley

Runner-Up:  I Believe I'm Lacking Some Context by Bergen

Best World's Colliding

Winner: Heir Of Stark Industries by Inkinmyheartandonthepage

Runner-Up:  4.2 And Running In Circles (Don’t Give Up Kid by I’m Here) by Jaworley

Best Hurt/Comfort

Winner: To Be Built Back Up Again by Fotibrit

Runner-Up:  If You Find That You Feel Lost by I'll Be Your Ticket Back by Kingdomfaraway

Best Homeless

Winner: Leap Of Faith (Catch Me If You Can) by Erinwantstowrite

Runner-Up:  Broken Mirrors And Fragile Things by Evienyx

Best Adoption

Winner: 7 Times Peter Starts To Realize He Has A Family + The One Time He Knows He Does by Jaworley

Runner-Up:  100 Hours (Community Service Is For The Turtles) by Orphanaccount

Best Fix -It Fic

Winner: Tis The Damn Season (For A Christmas Miracle) by Peacockgirl

Runner-Up:  The Fifth Stage Of Grief by Bergen

Best 5+1

Winner: The Iron Dad Protocol by Peacockgirl

Runner-Up:  5 Times Peter’s Metabolism Screwed Him Over by For_The_Night

Best Identity Reveal

Winner: Coincidentally— by Bergen

Runner-Up:  All I've Waited For (Where You Belonged) by Jaworley

Best Kidnapping

Winner: I Know My Name (It's All I Know For Sure) by Jaworley

Runner-Up:  How To Catch A Spider -Man by Ctrsara

Best Bonus Bond

Winner: Take Me By The Hand (I Miss You) by Jaworley

Runner-Up:  Unofficial SI Lemonade Business by Happyaspie

Best Humor

Winner: Hierarchy Of Needs  by Bergen

Runner-Up:  Ned Leeds' Beginner's Guide To Faking Sick by Happyaspie

Best Wild Card Story

Winner: Lies Of Omission by Bergen

Runner-Up:  An Unexpected Reunion by Sara (Ctrsara)

Best AU

Winner: A Sky Full Of Stars by Olliecollie

Runner-Up:  The Spiderman And The Frog by Bergen

Best Series

Winner: Finding The Way Home by Peacockgirl

Runner-Up:  More Than An Intern by Jaworley

The All -Time Favorite

Winner: Leap Of Faith (Catch Me by If You Can) by Erinwantstowrite

Runner-Up:  Identity Saga by Kitcat992

The 2023/2024 Favorite       

Winner: Deadpool's Guide To Accidental Kidnapping by Inkinmyheartandonthepage              

Runner-Up:  Broken Mirrors And Fragile Things by Evienyx

THE PROLIFIC WRITER AWARD     

Winner: Bergen           

Runner-Up:  Inkinmyheartandonthepage   

THE NEWBIE

Winner: Mswinifredquale     

Runner-Up:  Badass_Bookworm

THE OG           

Winner: Jaworley       

Runner-Up:  Peacockgirl       

BEST IRON FAMILY FANART             

Winner: Spideyart     

Runner-Up:  Reeneeart         

MOST HEARTBREAKING FANART 

Winner: Spideyart     

Runner-Up:  Stxrddst              

Best Sketch  

Winner: Moritashi      

Runner-Up:  Monireh

Best Wild Card          

Winner: Spidey -Art  

Winner: Reeneeart    

Best Fic Art   

Winner: Monireh

Runner-Up:  Happyaspie

Best Cartoon

Winner: Happyaspie

Best Canon -Redraw

Winner: Melty -Artz

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Hii! Do you by any chance have fics where both crowley and aziraphale are olympic athletes? Preferably if they are competing against each other.

Thank you so much for your help!!!

Hey. We have a #sports tag, so check that out. Here are some where they are both athletes involving the olympics, most of which we have already recommended...

Going for Gold by AetherBunny (E)

I've seen a few other fandoms with Olympic AUs and thought why not! This will be AJ Crowley's second trip to the games, this time with his best friend Newt competing as well. He never expected to meet the internet's sweetheart (and his not-so-secret crush) Ezra Fell. Anathema is as excited to compete as she is to meet her online BFF in person! Who knew his friend would be so cute? Fischer and Prince have agreed these are their last games, in the world of competitive athletics they're close to passing their prime. So they're going to go out with a bang... Gabriel Herald is honestly just happy to be there, but he's extra happy to actually run into an old friend. Honestly this is just Porn with way too much plot...

To be Your Prince by Phoenix_Soar (T)

It was their shared dream to stand together on the Olympic podium, as figure skaters, rivals, best friends. But a twist of fate has Aziraphale and Crowley pursuing different paths, the former as a Singles skater and the other an Ice Dancer. It wouldn’t be so terrible, Aziraphale thinks, if he didn’t have to watch Crowley skate with someone else day after day. Someone that isn’t him, and to know he’ll never get to be with Crowley like that, in front of the whole world. (Figure skating AU)

Lift Me Up, O Lord by CopperBeech (E)

Aziraphale Fell’s maintained a string of weightlifting victories, a strained relationship with his family, and his grandfather’s waistcoat right into his fifties. His personal life is little more than an album of brief and pleasant memories. It’s safer that way. Distance runner Anthony Crowley’s spent the last decade watching his racing career recede in the rearview, but it doesn’t stop him running, literally, away from his feelings. And now he’s fallen, equally literally, from grace. Someone’s about to lift him up.

Taking the Plunge by Caedmon (E)

Anthony Crowley is the bad boy of Olympic diving, with a one-sided rivalry against Aziraphale Fell. When Crowley is disqualified from the world championships because of a paperwork snafu, he thinks he's out of the competition completely. Until his coach comes up with a new plan - he should dive synchronized with Aziraphale.

Miracles on Ice by HenriettaRHippo (E)

A fight on the world stage gets Aziraphale and Crowley banned from the men's figure skating division, but Gabriel's got a plan. Now these former rivals are teaming up as a male/male pair but there's just one problem...they can't stand each other. Can Aziraphale and Crowley put aside their hatred to bring back the gold? Or was that hatred just covering up deeper feelings bubbling under the surface? It's enemies to lovers, on ice!

- Mod D

[hearted-anon]

Adorable accents

Words: 1244

Note: more lee Jeongin

T/w: angst, AU (my fic AU)

Lee: Jeongin

Ler: Changbin

“Hyung…there’s no need to try again..” Jeongin was never one to be soft spoken, being treasured and spoiled like the maknae of the group he was, but now he stood in the studio as stiff as a rock without any movement, shuffling his feet awkwardly on the ground. The mic was up to his lips, waiting eagerly for his vocals to shine; just to get silence in return from the youngest. They were concurrently recording their new song ‘runners’, for their exciting comeback, however, Jeongin began to find it ever so nerve wracking when he read the english lyrics to himself.

“Hm? Why so?” Changbin inquired from the other side of the room, hat practically hanging over his eyes, making it a miracle that he could even see anything he was attempting to do. Humming the tune whilst hearing the younger’s first attempt at his lines, it made him wince. He wasn’t a bad singer, everyone but Jeongin would know that, but his voice shook as if he was having an earthquake as he sang, you could even hear the strain in his voice through just the audio alone; making the producer frown in worry. Usually the vocalist wasn’t so uptight, preferring to take things lightly, so what had changed?

“W-Well, I think it sounds just fine..” The poor vocalist shrank under Changbin’s words, like a fox who had its tail wrapped around itself for warmth and protection. Not only did the slight stuttering and fidgety body language catch the older’s attention, but he knew for a fact that the audio clip was something even Jeongin himself wasn’t satisfied with, lips pursed into a thin line hearing his own voice in the playback. Figuring that he was uncomfortable being alone to stand and answer quietly, Binnie creaks open the door to the recording studio, earning a startled gasp from the younger.

“C’mon, what’s wrong, Innie?” Changbin tried to coax an answer softly, wrapping his arms around the younger for him to lean on if he needed the extra support, he couldn’t take seeing the maknae in such overwhelming yet hidden pain, swept under the rug as usual. What he didn’t expect was the whole water works to come from him, wailing into his arms as tears streamed down his face in rivulets in choked sobs. Eyes widening in shock, the rapper quietly held onto the vocalist tightly, as if should he let go of poor Jeongin would disappear.

“M-My accent..it s-sounds terrible..” He wails, swallowing down the salt of his tears as Changbin tried to no avail to calm him down even in the slightest. How did Jeongin even come to such heinous conclusions? The studio went pin-drop silent as the shorter cradled the younger in his arms, sniffles occasionally ringing when Binnie would shift their position to be more comfortable, he made a mental note to change his shirt later.

“Now what made you think that?” The rapper questions once the fox finally calmed down from his broken crying that repeated for what felt like hours, his chest tightening at the sight before him. His makeup was completely ruined, bloodshot eyes decorating him as his nose was as red as Rudolph himself. Bringing a hand up to wipe away what stains remained on his cheeks, his heart ached for the youngest, hair undone to a dishevelled mess, he looked like he’d just gone through a teenage breakup; it was cruel.

“P-People online…have said so..” Came the soft whimper from the taller, who had his face buried deep into Changbin’s neck, clinging on like he was a mom who refused to let her child off to move away, hiccuping in between his words. Cooing over the sight fondly, Changbin places his hands under the younger’s thighs, effectively lifting him up and onto the couch, plopping him onto his thighs with a soft smile. It was quiet, only the sounds of Jeongin’s hair being combed through gently while the rapper whispered sweet nothings into his ear, melting him into a tiny puddle.

“H-Hyung…hyuhuhung!” The fox whines as fingers begin to wiggle onto his sides ever so delicately, a featherlight touch that makes the sweetest giggles exit his mouth. Changbin swore his smile was going to pierce his cheeks with how much adoration he had for the maknae, not stopping in his tiny ministrations; he knew the comfort was much needed right now.

“Mhm, that’s what I am, don’t wear it out now.“ He mumbles, placing his chin atop the mushroom of hair before placing a big kiss onto the parting, making Innie squirm and protest. The fingers didn’t stop on their tracks to keep the maknae giggling, tossing in a squeeze or two every two minutes to hear the cutest squeak; he swore he was going to die here from being too in love with that smile.

“Plehehease- '' The maknae’s words were cut off with a hiccup, and another, and another… it just never seemed to end with the silly and adorable noises that the older cooed and babied over . His fingers trailed over to Jeongin’s stomach, drumming along the muscles with a big smile as he watched the fox hunch over in honey-like giggles that made him one to squeal himself.

“Mm, you sound so cute, ayen-ah~ Don’t you?” Changbin inquired with a growing smirk, wanting to turn the depressing milieu that radiated with Jeongin’s insecurities to something more lively. Being the joy spreading rapper he was, his fingers continued to drum the rhythm to their song that Innie despised so much to record, making the younger become more bashful than he ever thought he’d be, ears beginning to take on their on shade of cherry red too.

“Ehehehe! H-Hyuhu- HYUNG! Nohoho!” Jeongin shrieked when a pair of lips brushed over his neck and close to his Adam’s apple, tiny kisses being placed all over and close to his scars. Scrunching up his shoulders, it earned an overdramatic whine from the older when it dawned on him his lips were no longer serving their purpose to cheer the younger up, pouting before heading to the scars on his cheeks, tracing his lips around there instead to earn more hiccups and laughter.

“No? Need more convincing?” Changbin raised a curious eyebrow, snickering when Jeongin was quick to shut him down and hastily agree, shaking his head in a futile attempt to ward off the ticklish kisses that went over his tiny scars and the fingers that now scratched over his stomach. At last, Binnie let up, having observed when Jeongin began to push at his fingers, coming to a slow stop.

”T-Thank you..hyung…” The words came out in a sleepy slur as the fox felt a hand caress the back of his head and push it to his shoulder to rest, eyes beginning to lid from his energy being sucked dry like dust to a vacuum from his tears and laughter, every so often an endearing hiccup of a breath emitting from him when he moved to be more comfortable on his makeshift pillow. Changbin sighed, bringing a hand up to cradle the maknae gently, crooning him with a soft hum of a lullaby as they rocked back and forth on the couch, the warm atmosphere coming to light under the cooling aircon as they both napped peacefully, albeit being in the uncomfortable studio.

Jeongin was much more confident the next time he stared at the lyrics in the recording studio at last.

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‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧ fandom list ‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧

hamilton (feel free to request for any hamilton ship, i love them all so much, alexander is the absolute DREAM for a multishipper. alexander is my main target for angst! this is my main fandom)

jesus christ superstar (jesus/judas or jesus/judas/mary mainly for jcs, but feel free to ask for any other ships and i’ll consider it!! and no, i am not religious. i have been raised christian, but just ended up with religious trauma)

a good girls guide to murder (pipravi fluff and angst :) but i’ll so gladly write fics about sal and andie, or becca. ravi is my comfort character, and i just torture pip relentlessly)

nevermoor (personally i’m more of a cadence/morrigan girly, but fics for nevermoor will mainly be gen! i love found family, so jupiter & mog fluff or angst is my favourite)

in the heights (canon ships mainly, but feel free to ask for other ships! i’m not in the ITH fandom much, so these are going to be much more inaccurate)

newsies (again, more gen fics, but i do ship dave/jack. also i love angsty crutchie fics. this is one of my smaller fandoms, so these will be super inaccurate)

keeper of the lost cities (preferably marella/linh or tam/keefe! but again, feel free to ask for any ship!!)

hunger games (gen, preferably. but i’m team peeta in case anyone was wondering. fuck gale.)

maze runner (okay i haven’t read or seen TMR in ages but newt/thomas)

divergent (canon ships only. and no, christina/tobias is not canon.)

six (gen all the way. found family. also i love katherine howard angst over any other queen)

the song of achilles (achilles/patroclus? literally what other ship is there????? this is my favourite book)

wednesday (wednesday/enid. i feel like this requires no explanation. also. angst fics. i almost exclusively write angsty wednesday fics, rather than enid. i love the whole of the addams family, and i love familial hurt/comfort)

marauders (i’m not in the marauders fandom much at all, like i really only know the actual hp canon marauders. so.)

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i’ll write for any fandom listed above, i love them all! however i am much more active in hamilton, agggtm, jcs, nevermoor and kotlc, so those fics will be much better than the other fandoms’ would be

i’ll write any genre other than smut, and angst/whump is my absolute favourite. any AUs you could think of, literally anything, i’m not picky!

i won’t write romanticised abuse, non/con, or anything like that. that’s not to say that my fics can’t have dark aspects, but i won’t romanticise any of that.

on that, i’m not going to write any non/con, romanticised or not

also, i won’t write omegaverse, nor will i write y/n or self insert fics. nothing wrong with those genres, i just don’t write them!

‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧ written works ‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧

It’s Only A Matter Of Time - A Hamilton Watches Hamilton Fic

i wish i could say that was the last time

call me son one more time

when they surround our troops

then a hurricane came

take a break

and his right hand man…

she was holding me

the great war

we got traffic on the west side

steal into my affections

the fact that you’re alive is a miracle

fools who run their mouths off wind up dead

my father wasn’t around

philip, you would like it uptown

i may not live to see our glory…

an outrageous demand

stay alive

my dear, angelica

to convince you that i love you

but this situation’s helpless

like mother, like daughter (agggtm)

“but now this room is spinning…”

“i’ll call out your name but you won’t call back”

“like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon”

me in your sweater, you said it looked better on me than it did you (gifted to @holes-in-my-false-confidence)

baby it’s cold outside

the entire exposé (inspired entirely off of @jittyjames’ fanfiction series ‘the price of his war’)

my world is burning (yet another fic based off of jami’s series ‘the price of his war’)

i’m sorry if any of these links are incorrect, i spent over an hour on just this section

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achilles, come down (last two works in series still need to be written)

je m’appelle… lafayette? (one chapter to go)

lams (taylor’s version) (a few chapters to go, unsure if it will be finished)

you’re the one who disappears (agggtm, unsure if it will be finished, or when)

judas’ death (jcs angst fanfiction)

untitled (hamil-gang liminal spaces au longfic thing idk)

febuwhump drabbles (possibly)

be my valentine challenge

so big/so small (so big/so small from deh but hamilton and his ma)

bloom like rose thorns (a longfic that may or may not ever be finished)

rewrite of ‘i wish i could say that was the last time’ and ‘call me son one more time’

baby don’t cut (lams angst based off of a song with the same name)

‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧ collaborations ‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧

fem!hamilton au with @jittyjames and @firebalda

if anybody is interested in collabing at all, please hit me up!! i love writing with other people!!!!

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please send me any asks at all!!! and also please put fic requests in my ask box, i did say that i would have your request out in 6 months, but i have had one sitting in there for over a year (sorry jami.) but um. i promise im trying to get better at that

also, feel free to ask for fic recommendations!!!! i’ve linked a post earlier in this post with a huge list, but it’s not fully updated with some more recent fics :)

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@like-the-stars-i-shine (irl friend for 5 years now)

@holes-in-my-false-confidence (my partner, irl <33333)

@felizusnavidad

@weeping-in-the-willows

@swiftieannah

@the1laff

@anixknowsnothin

@purpleblobfrompluto

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Slight expansion but I figure Gabriel doesn't move fast enough to dodge the Cataclysm but Mayura does move fast enough to take the shot for him. Cue Gabriel screaming "Nathalie!" which, along with the strain sends Adrien into crash out territory as he & Plagg de-transform and pass out. Gabriel is... Staggered by all this.

Then the other heroes show up and he has to do a runner.

The combo of, "Adrien is Chat Noir and his veins are decaying!" Along with everything with Fu and of course "Oh my god Chloe's dead and that sword cleaved her open and left her insides all over the street" along with Mayura coming back with the Miracle Cure...

Well let's just say it takes awhile for everyone to get to the manor.

So Gabriel escaped with the tablet and several Miraculous but far less than eh got in canon and is now living in Tomoe's basement continuing his villainy.

Everyone's IDs are known at this stage (Chloe knows Marinette is LB via the games) so no more secrets. Fu is still around but hoping to retire soon. Mayura is likely being kept as a sort of pseudo prisoner, the fact she's dying makes this easier.

Adrien can't be Chat Noir for awhile or any kind of Miraculous User so he's studying under Fu till eh heals. Also being very clingy with Chloe and is beyond livid with his father. Like, seriously he does not give a flying fuck about the dudes motivations at this point.

Chloe is maybe filling in as Chat as she can impersonate him well; so ideally Gabriel, or at least the public won't notice the difference. Not sure on tat and the heroes likely need to shuffle their Miraculous or in some cases retire because "That was a body, this was fun, but I don't think I can handle seeing that a second time" or the like.

Ohohoho!

[melkyt]

Zombie AU Lawlu (Dying Light Style)

Luffy is a runner who does parkour over rooftops and streets, scavenging for whatever supplies and meds he can get, plus catching the supply drops that come for aid to the walled city where the infection started. He grew up in these slums and never knew the outside world.

Law is a doctor who is working on a cure, he needs samples, so he was dropped into the city and getting in over his head, ambushed by other scavengers, he shoots his gun as a threat, which causes the zombies to swarm. Luffy saves him but not before Law gets bit. There is a treatment but not a cure.

Law is brought into the tower where most of the survivors are holed up, making do with what they can.

It's a miracle that they are, surviving in a society that is so dif from what he knows. His orders then are to find out if they are different in any way, with some of the kids, like Luffy being born there.

Law integrates himself as the doctor as, at best, they have a nurse and a self-taught kid, who is a genius but also only 15. Their last doctor was killed by the bite.

Luffy is the first one to always volunteer for the tests Law has to run. He finds the doctor from the outside fascinating.

Meanwhile, Law is dumbfounded that Luffy is still alive, wondering if the kid is even human with how many broken and healed bones he has. Not to mention that, like everyone, he is infected but needs way fewer doses to be stable. Maybe once a week, and sometimes he forgets, even if Law hounds him to take his meds.

Law gets attached even if he knows that he shouldn't because if he doesn't find the cure, the powers that be will bomb the city.

It only takes him a few shitty orders that only harm people, for Law to break off and come clean to Luffy that while he was there to find the cure, it did not matter what it took, and how many little experiments he carried out on the tower residents.

Luffy shrugs and just says that they know. Shanks runs the tower, and nothing gets past him. He also informs that everyone whom he did experiments on, agreed to it long before Law even started. They all want a cure. Most of them have kids that are much like Luffy with partial immunity but not whole enough that they don't need the meds that will one day run out.

That's when Law really becomes part of the group. He starts going out with Luffy on his runs, especially at night when runners must go in pairs if they have to go at all.

They get even closer.

Luffy shows him his favorite spot at the highest point of the tower, and they spend the night watching the stars. Their future is uncertain, but maybe he will find a cure, and everything will be all right.

[kaizsche]

thank you for the mentions, @qvynrand and @terapsina

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips

just uh... a warning. this list is long as hell so sit back and enjoy... i guess?

TVD

elena/mason fic

is it you or all the chaos i miss (kolena)

ch 2 of 'i come in peace' (klaus/elena/elijah)

are you lost baby girl pt.2 (klaus/elena/elijah)

about you (elejah)

all i ever wanted (it's the last thing that i wanted) [klaus & elijah]

viking au (klena)

keeping up with the mikaelsons (elejah)

wolf!klaus au (klena)

the gentlemen au (elejah)

sucky sucky (klena)

isn't it strange? (elejah)

some klena fic idk

elena/mandrake fic

guardians of the lamb au (kolena)

your disaster is heavy on my tongue (klena)

in the art of flaw (klena)

i hope you're happy, but don't be happier. (katherine pov)

superposition (elejah)

by the gods (kolena)

klena theatre au!

i fall to the place where our story began (rebekah | klaus/stefan)

insane elena

driver's license

the love of a doppelganger (finnlena)

and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

princess diaries au (elejah)

take my breath (kolena)

i'm turning out the lights to remember how to see. (klaus/tatia)

princess hours au (kolena)

road runner (mikaelsons)

playing god (kolena)

i heard you called for me (in your dreams? in your nightmares?) [kolena]

kolena roommates fic

elejah miracle pregnancy au

mystified ch 2 (elejah)

you said i killed you — haunt me then! (kolena)

you were a deer in the night sent to fetch me

untitled elejah fic

elejah all human au

if we make it through december

sirebond thingy

the time traveler's companion (klena)

klena mate au

time will warp what is mine (klena)

DOCTOR WHO

series 5 rewrite (11/amy)

untitled fic (11/amy)

how this world keeps spinning around (11/amy

TEEN WOLF

till the ends of the earth, my love. (stiles/reader)

GLEN POWELL

another hangman/reader fic

untitled tylerkate fic

how to lose a guy in 10 days (tylerkate)

hangman x reader

forget me not (jake/reader)

anyone but you au (tylerkate)

tylerkate Christmas fic

"i want a baby" (tylerkate)

gary/reader fic

DC

call me baby (bruce wayne/reader/clark kent)

untitled battinson fic (bruce/reader)

CROSSOVER FICS

enid as daughter of klaroline (tvd & wednesday)

alina/anakin fic (shadow and bone & star wars)

fresh x hit man (noa/gary | ron)

anakin/elena infidelity fic (star wars & tvd)

@qvynrand's bday fic (star wars & tvd)

across the stars, across universes. (star wars & tvd)

eric/elena fic (trueb blood & tvd)

annie/lucas hood (the boys & banshee)

POTO

conversation among the ruins (christine/erik)

hades/persephone (christine/erik)

THE BOYS

chemtrails over countryclub (starlander)

darklina au (starlander)

conversations with the devil (starlander)

phantom of the opera au (starlander)

starlander 1.07 rewrite

dinner trips (starlander)

if i could hide in dreams (or perhaps in memories) [starlander]

the starlander ghoulcy fic nobody asked for

the devil i know (starlander)

and from thine hands, she shall be born anew (starlander)

damage control (starlander)

starlander btvs au

john/annie fic

perennial rose (starlander)

starlander s4 fic

BTVS

gyeongseong creature au (spuffy)

spuffy dark fic

"is that a-" "vampire? yes." (spuffy)

sun and moon (spuffy)

operation: get buffy back! (spuffy)

bubblegum (spuffy)

last words of a shooting star (spuffy)

bodyguard au (spuffy)

oh no, i'm falling in love (again) [spuffy]

untitled fic (spuffy)

librarian!buffy (spuffy)

watcher!william/victorian!slayer buffy fic

like real people do (spuffy)

what was i made for? (spuffy)

the song of wandering aengus (spuffy)

banish air from air (spuffy)

a dog has died (spuffy)

spuffy reincarnation fic

spuffy kifton suit!au

my demon spuffy au

welcome to sunnydale (spuffy)

what if buffy had worn the amulet in chosen? (spuffy)

all i wanna know is if you love her how come you never give in? (spuffy)

spuffy mama mia au!

boxer!william/elizabeth

spuffy princess hours au!

spuffy anyone but you au

spuffy dark fic

11amy but make it spuffy

all-human spuffy fic

elena x mikaelsons a/b/o fic

STAR WARS

don't blame me, love made me crazy (anakin/reader)

ashes on the ground (anakin/reader/obi wan)

i love you so (please let me go) ch2 (obi wan/reader)

untitled fic (anakin/reader)

amazing grace (anakin/reader)

i was made for loving you baby.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

right where you left me (daemyra)

getaway car (daemyra)

the realm's delight (daemyra)

wildest dreams (daemyra)

daemyra ver of kifton suit fic

SHADOW AND BONE

howl's moving castle au (darklina)

instagram fic (darklina)

the hero (darklina)

it's all in my head (is it?) [darklina]

darklina hotd au

dark fic (darklina)

WEDNESDAY

pride and prejudice (wyler)

HIS DARK MATERIALS

coney island (willyra)

know it's for the better (willyra)

PEDRO PASCAL

untitled fic (javi/reader)

mamma mia! (jack daniels, francisco morales, din djarin/reader)

untitled fic (agent whiskey/reader)

recycled paper planes (frankie/reader)

ANIME/GAME

reigen smut (reigen/reader)

to taste a winner (itto/reader)

by the god's will ch2 (kuroo/reader)

kenma/idol!reader

eyepatches (diluc/reader)

catching feelings (diluc/reader)

iwaizume hajime

krinos (iwaizume hajime/oc/oikawa toru)

windchimes and kifton suits (kiyomi sakusa/reader)

OIKAWA TOORU

KDRAMA

perhaps love, perhaps a curse (mr. queen)

untitled soo/so fic (moon lovers)

empress ki fic

ji sin/reader (the divine fury)

moon lovers x flower of evil

moon lovers x again my life

moon lovers succession au (hae soo/so)

untitled 1 (moon lovers)

untitled 2 (moon lovers)

untitled 3 (moon lovers)

untitled 4 (moon lovers)

KPOP

hey, mama! (doyoung/reader)

baby you are 2021 (kai, baekhyun, chanyeol /reader)

the five stages of separation (doyoung/reader)

brklyn shenanigans (jaehyun/reader)

to the ends of the earth, with you. (jaehyun/reader)

[aphfanficwriters]

Every month we will pose a question and collate responses as a fun and informal little exercise in getting to know each other and spark discussion.

For the year's end, we asked our writers:

“What did you write this year that you were most proud of?”

Tama / @murderenjoyer: I was torn between a couple but my favorite complete fic that I started this year would have to be Old Scars, Future Hearts. I felt it came out very sweet, which admittedly is not my bread and butter, so I was nervous it would end up reading as flat or overly mushy. I think the finished product came out really well for being outside my usual wheelhouse. My second choice was the McDonald's burger handy one xD

Old Scars, Future Hearts by Delgumo (America/Russia) Old and new wounds plague Ivan. Alfred wants to save him.

WhiteWings / @smuttyandabsurd: Parents aren't supposed to have favourites lol, but On the Cusp of Blooming is probably the runaway favourite for me this year. The idea for it came in a sudden flash of inspiration (which is always the best kind!), and I think the execution was good.

On the Cusp of Blooming by smuttyandabsurd (Indonesia/Netherlands) Netherlands surprises Indonesia with an unannounced visit.

Mossman: I got torn between fics where I force long thick objects down Ivan's rectum and fics when I do it to his throat, so I chose a fic where he remains untouched. I had a lot of fun with this one and it was my first ever AU

Holiday fling by Mossy_man (China/Russia) [no summary]

Eru / @eruverse: THIS YEAR??? Naw i have NUTHIN

Lacy: choosing this as my fave because its the first fic i wrote in 2024 😭 not sure about it being anatomically correct or isit plausible whatsoever. but i love them being nasty, disgusting freaks doing sexy gross stuff behind closed doors 😄

1001 Ways To Die — Chapter 7: Dying Days 2 by NashTea (Fishandnear) (Germay/Japan) Another impromptu session between Kiku and Ludwig partaking in their favourite activity, this time, it’s a little different for Kiku.

Cheeb / @chibidashie: It was hard to choose but it's the fact I finished The Joker's Dreadnought in 2024, despite having to deal with harassment from the fandom as this was a vent fic to let out so much of my feelings from being badly harmed from the fandom itself. Truly though, I wanted to make my own Cardverse AU but with dragons involved heavily. If I could be allowed to have a runner-up, it would be the sequel that I just finished recently to even out all the knots, The Convocation of Kings. It's not as thrilling as The Joker's Dreadnought but still holds dear to my newly-born Cardverse AU.

The Joker's Dreadnought by ChibiDashie (Sealand & Wy, Liechtenstein & Switzerland, Germany/North Italy, Austria/Hungary) "That's what happens when you're a joker. Life ain't fair, you know." In this harrowing Cardverse tale, Jokers are a rarity blessed by the gods by only a select few born unto this world. Imbued with unique magicks, the Jokers may be seen as a weapon that can prove a kingdom incredibly valuable. However, the populace fears these people to the point that the Joker is not just a person, but from what many can describe them: "rat", "demon", "animal", "filth", "scum of the Earth". Peter is one such joker. Robbed from his birth family as a toddler due to a declaration under King Alfred, he is isolated from the rest of the world in the hands of the Spades, kept as nothing but a novelty for the select few. Ten years have passed since Peter was robbed from his family, looking only at the stone masonry that surrounds him and one view of the Royal Capital with only one window. How a boy longed for freedom may have been seen as a miracle when a group of rogues commit the greatest heist in the lands beyond, resulting in a bounty on Peter's head. What Peter does not know that with every step he takes comes tragedy, betrayal, and hopelessness. Peter only wants one thing: Justice.

Ciel / @torontofetish: i guess it would be my first hetalia fic? i think i did a pretty decent job and i liked my descriptions quite a bit 🥰

acuerdo by southerngothics (South Italy/Spain) It’s still new to him; four months is an eternity for humans, perhaps, but perspective has shortened and condensed time into a coiled thing, folding over on itself until the entire stretch of it is thin as parchment. Four months is the blink of an eye. And the fighting has not stopped since he set foot upon that little island kingdom; he hasn’t had time to truly process it all. That Romano is his now. That they are together. That every morning he will wake up and Romano will be here, and that every night Romano will be asleep in this bed. It still seems like the far-fetched dream Pedro had cooked up in hushed tones, away from the menacing glares of el Papa. Spain is convinced, somehow, that if he blinks, reality will throw its punch and he’ll be back in Palermo, crushed under that damned France’s boot. In 1282, King Peter III of Aragon is crowned King of Sicily.

Prush / @proosh: The thing I'm most proud of is the silly joke crackfic that spiralled out of control into a full length schizoid episode-inducing meta-analysis on nations, haunted houses, and blood: The Abyss. It's the best thing I've ever written and maybe will ever write and I don't think I'll ever top it in how tightly written and interconnected it all is.

The Abyss by proosh (Germany/Prussia) Wer mit Ungeheuern kämpft, mag zusehn, dass er nicht dabei zum Ungeheuer wird. Und wenn du lange in einen Abgrund blickst, blickt der Abgrund auch in dich hinein. - Friedrich Nietzsche, Jenseits von Gut und Böse The German Empire wakes on a stormy night and finds himself drawn into the darkness by some unknowable instinct that pulls him into the belly of the earth. Some things are better left undisturbed.

Emil / @connorsandroids: For me it was the stupid (but silly milk prompt fanfic) oddly enough, I dont know why its my fav

The Milk Dilemma by Berlin_gas_chamber (Japan & South Korea) Japan is enjoying a peaceful afternoon at his home when South Korea arrives with a carton of his new “super-powered milk,” claiming it provides incredible energy. Despite his initial skepticism, Japan agrees to try the milk with Korea. The milk works as promised, giving them both a sudden surge of energy. They decide to take a walk in Japan’s garden, where Korea excitedly shares his plans and ideas. Japan realizes that while Korea’s inventions can be unpredictable, they always bring joy and strengthen their friendship.

[shall-we-imagine]

Cookies and sleep (Klaus Goldstein AU)

A/N: literally ever since I saw this ask I've been wanting to write it the feeling I get from it is just aahh 💞💞💞

Genre: ?

(Third person point of view)

8:04 AM

"Shit." The blond mutters, realizing he'd overslept. Yes, indeed, it is his day off, but that doesn't make it any less busy than a work day..

He practically falls off the bed in an attempt to sprint to the bathroom, silently cursing his phone for the missing alarm all the way.

He skips his morning shower, knowing he'll come back sweaty and gross in an hour or so after he goes running.

Yes, the perfect time for a run would've been around 6 am, but this damned phone decided it was okay to let Klaus have an extra two hours, which he probably needed after staying up late working on a PowerPoint, but still: Klaus wasn't very thankful. He now has to push all his plans 2 hours back.

Grabbing his phone and earphones along with his jacket, he runs into the street madman style. A very late madman.

The cold air stings his skin like a thousand invisible needles. "Fuck." He breathes out, attempting to wear his jacket without really slowing down, which he's almost sure looks absolutely ridiculous, but he doesn't have time to waste, so if he needs to make a fool out of himself to get things done then so be it.

He eventually reaches the park where he usually goes for a run; it had a huge running track surrounding it, making it both challenging and fun. However, at this moment, Klaus could only view it as challenging, seeing as he's already panting after all the rush he was in ever since he woke up.

"No time for breaks." He mutters, forcing himself to push through the exhaustion while continuing to pant like a dog on a hot day.

He passes by another runner who just gives Klaus a sympathetic smile, as she proceeds with her routine, keeping her breathing steady. Klaus wanted to yell that he wasn't normally this pitiful and that he's actually fairly athletic, but he didn't have it in him to even speak, so he just displays a pained smile on his face instead, letting the random stranger think of him as pitiable.

10:23 AM

Klaus sighs. He knows he shouldn't hold onto the clouds of gloom surrounding him ever since he woke up, but it was very unlike him to be late. In fact, he's scolded countless people for being late, assuring them this could never be him.

Life is funny like that.

"No one will know. We'll take it to the grave." He assures himself, as he reaches for his keys.

His keys.

His keys?

Where are his keys?!

Did he drop them while running? No way; he would've known!

Did he even grab them before leaving?

"Fuck me." Klaus curses.

There's simply no way for him to open his door from outside except with the keys. He basically locked himself outside.

Elias has a spare key, but calling him would expose an unorderly, late, uncomposed Klaus. A version of him that should never see the light of day.

Klaus is not dramatic about this or anything.

10:37 AM

Klaus wonders if he needs a shower more or hisdignity and pride.

His stomach growls.

Klaus wonders if he needs a shower and food more or his dignity and pride.

He pushes himself off his front porch and circulates his house, sort of like a burglar tryna find his way in.

A miracle.

A thought shone through his misery, possibly saving the day.

Who would've known that delaying getting a window's broken lock fixed would bring such happiness to a perfectionist like him?

Klaus pushes the window open with one swift movement and kicks his leg up, hooking it on the window sill and pulling himself up.

The excitement had erased the dimensions of the window from Klaus's memory, but he was to be reminded immediately with a loud bang once his head collides with the top if the window.

He grumbles in pain and annoyance but pushes himself inside anyway.

He rubs his head and moans in pain, "Today's just not my day." he mumbles.

Klaus drags himself into the hot shower, relieved bythe only relaxing thing he's experienced this morning.

10:58 AM

Klaus isn't a fan of brunch, but he was too hungry to complain.

Hey, at least the waffles taste as good as they would've at 6 AM. He smiles to himself.

Meow

Klaus stiffens.

Would it be too farfetched to assume Elias came over with his kitten?

The source of the noise reveals itself. Lo and behold it is, in fact, not Elias's tiny black kitten. Instead, struts in a chubby orange cat that Klaus has never ever seen before.

"Rude." Klaus mumbles.

The cat meows back as if to object to his insult.

"Come on you invited yourself in! How did you even get in here?" His gaze pans over to the broken window. Aha.

"Well, whatever." He had no energy left to argue with the entitled feline. He wanted to eat his breakfast and relax.

11:14 AM

"You really shouldn't be eating so much; you're already a bit chubbier than you should be." His fingers lovingly rub the top of the stray's head, heavily contrasting his words. Thankfully, cats don't speak human.

Occupied with the tuna, Little Stalker -as Klaus called her- ignores Klaus's health advice and stuffs her face.

"Don't say I didn't warn you!" The blonde rolls his eyes, before proceeding to shower the cat with physical affection.

He almost melts when she purrs in response, but no, he must play hard to get.

12:03 PM

"Yes you're a good girl; you're the best girl! Good job!" He squeezes the towel-wrapped cat into his arms.

Hmm...how's 49 mins for hard to get?

At least he found it in him to force her into a bath, right?

The cat hisses at him, clearly unhappy with the progression of events, perhaps reconsidering its choices of houses to break into.

3:45 PM

Klaus groans at the doorbell, willing his sibling (probably) to go away. Not because he didn't miss him, but simply because he was comfortable in bed. So was Cookie, who'd gotten comfortable on his chest.

He admires his new furry friend, spotted with brown "chocolate chips" that inspired ber new more appropriate name. Alfonse or Elias better have have something worth moving the cat and getting up for.

He sighs and forces himself towards the noise of possibly the third or fourth round of knocks and bell rings.

"Why are you so persistent?" Klaus rolls his eyes.

"I missed you too, Klaus." Elias pushes past his older brother, tentatively followed by a giggly Alfonse.

Klaus glares at his older brother, scaring him into giving a better performance of totally not finding this funny.

Alfonse isn't very good at this role.

"W-when did you get a cat?" As confused as Elias is, that doesn't stop him from pulling the furball into his arms.

"Today. I also didn't get it; it sort of forced itself onto me, really." He shrugs.

"Explains a lot" The youngest retorts sarcastically but moves on nonetheless, practically adopting Cookie for the time being.

7:36 PM

"I told you I won't forget; now leave!"

"Okay, okay, you're so pushy, jeez."

Klaus practically shoves his younger brothers out the door.

"See you later; have a safe ride home; bye!" Door slam.

Klaus sigh, resting his back on the front door.

Cookie curiously approaches him, meowing in the process, earning herself a smile from the tall blond.

She rubs her head against his legs, so Klaus gives in and pulls her into his arms. "You're such a lil manipulator, y'know that?"

Klaus takes his new companion and goes back to his room.

9:49 PM

Cookie buries her face in the crook of a sleeping Klaus's neck, not very keen on making sure he doesn't wake up.

Alas, the blond was too far gone to be woken up by the furball.

After all, he'd had a pretty long day.

And even though he'd swear to never be able to sleep except in complete darkness, Klaus was now in deep sleep while the light from the tv screen illuminates his sharp features.

Well, not like that was the only out of character thing to happen today, huh?

[hayleythesugarbowl]

can you write for julio rodriguez? something cute and fluffy?

Luckiest Man || Julio Rodríguez x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • jarred kelenic hcs • mariners hcs ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

summary: julio has just won the world series and been named mvp and yet his biggest prize is you, his new fiancée

word count: 1.2k

warnings: none

a/n: ok this actually makes me so happy that someone wants fics for an mlb player. hope you enjoy this love!! and yes this is an au where the mariners win the world series because i said so 🎀🍓

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     You held your breath. Your fingernails were so far into your palms that you figured they’d made permanent indentations there. But you weren’t focused on that.

     It was the bottom of the 9th. One runner on. The Seattle Mariners had only one chance. One out left before they lost this game and the World Series.

     You had never followed the sport much until you met Julio Rodríguez. Before he was the baseball sensation he was today. You’d met him in college and had fell in love with him the day that you met him—which was exactly two days before he fell for you as he loved to remind you. 

     You’d been together ever since. You’d been along this journey with him from the very beginning and had been there every step of the way. He’s said he doesn’t know what he’d do without you but you always thought it was the other way around. Baseball had become a way of life for you now. You followed your boyfriend’s career like it was your own—traveling with him to different cities, talking baseball with him into the wee hours of the night, and you’d never missed one of his games if you could help it. You were so happy for all the success he had achieved over the past couple of years. 

     And now, as you watched Julio at the plate, you prayed for a miracle. You wanted this for him so badly. And you knew how much he wanted it too, even if he’d never admit it to you. 

     You watched him swing the bat.

     “Come on, come on,” you mumbled under your breath, afraid to even breathe lest the air expelled from your mouth change the trajectory of the ball now flying towards center field. 

     You watched transfixed as the ball flew farther and farther towards the edge of the stadium and—

     The ball flew out of the stands. The crowd erupted into cheers. You could hardly believe it. You jumped out of your seat and were vaguely aware that you knocked over a drink next you but you didn’t care. You felt numb and alive all at the same time. You couldn’t hear your voice over the roar of the crowd but you were sure you were screaming with the rest of them. 

     You looked onto the field and saw Julio rounding home plate where the the rest of his teammates had rushed onto the field and were waiting to celebrate with him. As you saw the pure joy on his face you couldn’t help but tear up.

     Fans began filing out of the stadium and the postgame was being set up as you practically bounced up and down with anticipation. You couldn’t help it. As soon as you could, you ran onto the field. 

     You immediately found Julio. As he made eye contact with you his face lit up and he ran to you, pulling you into a tight embrace. 

     “You did it,” you said into his chest.

     “We did it,” he said, pulling back from you to look you in the eyes before kissing you. 

     He interlaced his fingers with yours for a moment before he was pulled away by his teammates, calling for him to go stand up on the stage that had been erected on the field after the game. 

     You listened as the president of baseball operations followed by the general manager and the coaches took turns speaking and giving out thanks and congratulations, each speech followed by a wave of applause. 

     “…And the most valuable player of this World Series is without a doubt, Mr. Game winning walk-off homer himself, Julio Rodríguez.”

     You cheered louder than anyone else in the stadium as Julio was handed his trophy and given a microphone to speak into. You weren’t going to have much of a voice at all tomorrow but you didn’t care. 

     “Wow, this is an honor, thank you,” Julio said, handing the trophy off to one of his teammates, “This really belongs to each and every one of my teammates. The Seattle Mariners would not be the same without them. This couldn’t have happened without them.”

     “I’d also like to give a special thanks to my girlfriend, (Y/n),” he pointed at you and you felt yourself blush as several eyes turned to you.

     “There’s something I need to say to her,” he continued. He gestured for you to join him and you pointed at yourself in disbelief. He just smiled and waited for you to come to him. The other families of the players nudged you forwards, cheering, and you walked to Julio, utterly confused. 

     “(Y/n), I would not be where I am today if it wasn’t for you. You have been there with me, right by my side, for everything. You make me a better player and a better person.”

     He continued after a breath, “I can’t imagine my life without you and I don’t want to ever have to know what that’s like. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, (Y/n). I love you so much.”

     You put a hand to your heart and you were pretty sure you felt it stop beating when he knelt down in front of you and held out a small box.

     “(Y/n), make me the happiest man in this stadium, and marry me?”

     You felt tears trailing down your face as you looked down at Julio eagerly awaiting your answer. It was all so much at once and you couldn’t even comprehend everything—this night—fast enough. All you managed was a shaky nod and a choked “yes” as everyone on the field began to clap and cheer. 

     Julio slipped the ring on your finger—you couldn’t believe how perfectly it fit you— before he stood up and you jumped into his arms as he spun you around, both of you laughing as he set you back down again. Had there ever been a moment so wonderful? 

     “You had me worried there for a second,” he whispered to just you, “how bad would I have looked if I proposed to my girlfriend in front of everyone only for her to say no?”

     “Pretty bad,” you teased, wiping tears from your face. 

     Julio leaned down and kissed you, more gentle this time, like he was sure he would have many more opportunities to do this. You placed a hand on his cheek.

     “Lucky for you I said yes.”

     “I feel like the luckiest man in the world,” he whispered to you.

     “Because of all this?” You gestured around you at the trophy that had been presented to him, and the field full of players and their families in celebration with World Series Champion t-shirts.

     “Because of all this,” he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his forehead against yours, “Because of you. We may have won tonight. But I’m the real winner—I get to go home with you.”

     As you stood there with Julio, watched him smiling down at you, aware of everyone’s eyes on you, you thought about how perfect this moment was. You wouldn’t rather be anywhere else in the world than here with Julio right now. 

     And you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your life with him. 

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ i hope you enjoyed this love!! mlb girlies unite <3🍒💌

[dayenurose]

WIP Game!

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run. Then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

Which one of these WIPs do you want me to work on next?

Optional hard mode: every WIP on this list will be worked on. Your votes are for the number of sentences.

Since tumblr polls do have limits I wasn’t able to include all my WIPs, so I focused on only fics that have been posted on ao3. If you have questions about any fics I haven’t included, let me know. It would be great to know what fics people are still interested in reading. If you need a refresher about my fics, find them here.

(I wasn’t tagged, but saw this posted by @whetstonefires and thought this might help me figure out what to work on. So, in that spirit, I tag everyone out there who needs some inspiration in returning to their WIPs.)

[nouvellesdumaquis]

Blue Deal - Can't Kill Me Twice

Blue Deal nous arrive d'Allemagne avec un album de rock et de de blues hautement inspiré et recommandable. A conseiller aux fans de rock vintage, amoureux de la Fender Stratocaster et autres admirateurs de Clapton, Hendrix et Jimmy Page.

L'album sort le 24 mai 2024 chez Dixiefrog

Blue Deal se place dans une grande lignée de groupe de rock, nourris de blues, et qui ont offert au rock ses plus beaux albums.

En groupe ou solitaires, des Rolling Stones à Rory Gallagher, les artistes de rock sont toujours dans le coup, comme le prouve Blue Deal, la nouvelle signature Dixiefrog.

Ils nous arrivent de Forêt-Noire pour Can't Kill Me Twice, très bel album de onze titres qui sort le 24 mai 2024 : de Short Time Runner jusqu'au final Over, les titres fusent et passent le blues à la moulinette du rock parfois hard parfois plus sentimental. La voix du leader Joe Fischer est un miracle.

En concert le 03/06/2024 au New Morning (1ère partie de The SuperSoul Brothers)

[elizabethemerald]

Oh boy. Thanks for the tag. I have so many.

Family Feels

Protective Instincts

Summoning the Cat

Stephcass Parent AU

Jazz raises Danny and Jason

New Pantheon

Reaper King and Dancing Queen

Tooth Brigade

Jason's son

Sneaking up on the Ninja

Ritual Police

The House and The Beast Within

Let me run away Found Family

Werewolf and Selkie Love story

Descent :(

Blood Games

Captured Survivor

Elizabeth's Adventure

Bond Ward

Seamstress and Adventurer

Wind Mages

Guardians and the Gifts

Scifi soulmates

Orc Scavengers

Heart of the City: City Runner

Strange Miracles

Power beyond Measure

I guess I don't have the highest amount, but I've been working on some fo these for so long, and I'm constantly coming up with new ideas. I'm WIPS Gorge. I'm working on number 5 right now, so I'm not going to tag anyone, but feel free to do this if you want.

Original Post Rules: “WIP Tag Game: Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.”

Hm. Uh.... I don't think I have as many people to tag as I do WIPs so I shall see XD

- And When the Gods Weep

- And So the Phoenix Rose

- Blank Pages

- A Twisted World

- The Worst Game Show Ever

- If I Should Die

- An Ode to the Soulmate

- Repeating (For Years to Come)

- The Caged Bird Sings

- Seismic Tremors

- Trouvaille

- We Are Living Echoes

- Remnants of a Bitter Life

- For Healing and Homes

- Who the hell likes living just to die?

- Lying liar

...So that comes in at 16 WIPs. Time to see if I have enough people to tag in the first place XD

@arrowheadedbitch @quackery-binx @the-autistic-spider @wandering-tides @misakisakuya @eryhenituse @jslmasaysmoneyisbest @darliiinqq @xarlutye @venus-dawnstar @blueteller @calethescammer @murasaki-cha @records-of-a-slacker @echoelena-ing @jaded-ghoster

That's enough people off the top of my head! Feel free to ignore this post if I tagged you :)

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML au: Cyberpunk Miracle Runners

-(thanks to @xhanisai for ideas and listening to my rambles)

-side note, they are all 18 and older in this cause it’s cyberpunk (and cause the knick knack paddywack is expected)

-Adrien is the son of a corpo that basically disowned him after he had the audacity to request better for the employees of Agreste tech.

-Alone and on the streets, Adrien did manage to take something from his father, a military grade experimental tech implant. The Cataclysm, basically it allowed the user when activated to f*** with whatever it made contact with, it was an atom scrambler.

-After being mistaken for another agreste tech punk, Ladybug tried to pickpocket him. And after some flirting and messing with Agreste tech corpos, they became friends.

-Adrien ended up recruited into Majestia’s crew. There Adrien took the alias, “Chat noir”.

-Rich boy learned the ropes quick and he worked really well with Ladybug. Who he learned the real name of (Marinette)

-There was also Knight owl, Rena Rouge (the team Net runner), Carapace, Bunnyx, Volpina (secondary net runner), Eagle, Uncanny, viperion, Tigress, and Pigella.

-Ryuuko also was part of the team, acting as a spy on the inside, and vouched for Adrien (as she knew his situation)

-Felix was the team benefactor, he gave them the eddies, and the missions on the high end.

-Gabriel had found a way to induce Cyberpsychosis in people and control them like puppets. He calls it his Akuma virus.

-Marinette managed to create an antivirus called “miracle bug” a virus that destroys the virus.

-Viperion was killed by a guy with Cyberpsycosis after the guy pissed on his guitar.

-Volpina betrayed the team and ended up getting most of them killed (save for Rena Rouge, Bunnyx, Carapace, Ladybug and Chat noir)

-Rena Rouge ends up fighting Volpina in the net and gets her to have her mind erased. Causing Volpina to go brain dead.

-Carapace had to fight G, (Gabriel’s imitation of Adam Smasher)

-Rena Rouge and Carapace died fighting him. G left after, feeling he should no longer serve Gabriel.

-Chat noir and Ladybug made it to the top of Agreste tower. Where they find a dead Ryuuko, killed for being a traitor.

-Gabriel reveals that he knew his son was attacking and activated his obedience chip, which was corrupted by the akuma virus.

-Adrien critically injures Marinette and after she kisses him (giving him the antivirus) he breaks free.

-But after seeing what he’d done, he overclocks his cybernetics and fights his father.

-Marinette uses that chance to upload the antivirus. She saves the city.

-Adrien uses the cataclysm on his fathers heart (one of the few human parts of him) causing him a gruesome death.

-Adrien’s body glowing white from overheating. He moved to Marinette. Both of them knew they were going to die

-He scooped her up, he jumped out the building and used his boots to fly

-“We may not have had long, but being with you was as free as being a star in the sky” Marinette said as she cupped his cheeks

-“I’m sorry I couldn’t take you to the moon”

-They kiss as they explode

-Marinette managed to turn off their pain receptors before the blast, let them enjoy their last moments.

[possibilistfanfiction]

First, thanks for writing stuff! Your words always make my day better. Second, I’m seconding the avarice football au, and also asking who is the keeper and why is only correct answer Mary, because someone has to manage these idiots. Third, can I prompt you: Mother Superion visits LA because she, too, likes tacos and margaritas, and maybe she also meets Bea and Ava’s newborn baby.

[a tiny preview of footy au for the culture]

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you’re always the first. 

it’s your duty — as captain, as the starting 6, as someone who has suffered for sport for so long you don’t know anything else.

you’re always the first.

but today, as you walk onto the training grounds as the sun is just drifting over the horizon, still hazy and bruise-blue, you’re not first.

ava silva — a few years your junior and back from two years of grueling injury and rehab, the newest signing for your club, splashy and entirely unpredictable — hits a perfect bending ball into the upper left 90, then smiles to herself and races away from goal, arms spread wide, like she’s just scored in the world cup or won the champions league.

she has on team issue shorts and socks, one slipping down her ankle, a pair of boots that are a cycle behind your brand new mercurial vapors that nike sends you like clockwork, and a hoodie that you’re really only supposed to wear on the plane or bus for away travel days. her hair is cut above her shoulders now, haphazardly in a little bun but mostly falling into her eyes. she’s a far cry from your quarter-zip, zipped all the way up, tucked into your shorts like always, a ritual, and the ponytail braid that you make sure is neat and perfect before you ever step onto the field or into the gym.

ava lines up a shot again, hits another perfect bending ball, clinical and ruthless and beautiful, and throws her arms up again in celebration. you haven’t really found joy on the pitch in a long time; you haven’t seen joy on this pitch like this maybe ever. ava’s sheer delight at her unmarked goals, on an empty net, is frustratingly infectious. you had watched replay of her back injury; you hadn’t been in the same league, at the time, but she had been a bright young star and you had watched in horror a few months before the world cup, on a grainy stream in your hotel room with lilith and mary, as ava’s spine had apparently broken, a bad tackle in the box gone terribly, terribly wrong, projected to never play again. you won’t say it out loud — it’s impossibly sentimental, devoted, romantic; all things you are decidedly not — but watching ava play now, even like this, or maybe especially like this, is a miracle.

‘ava silva,’ you say, carrying your own bag of balls onto the pitch in her direction. she turns toward you with a grin.

‘oh captain, my captain,’ she says, then tucks an errant, sweaty strand of hair behind her ear, offers her hand.

‘beatrice,’ you say, ‘pleasure.’

ava’s smile doesn’t waver at all. ‘oh, i know,’ she says. ‘ballon d’or winner, wsl champion, nwsl champion, champions league runner up, the face of nike football. arguably the best player in the world.’ she winks, lets go of your hand. ‘the pleasure is all mine.’

‘that’s — i’m a 6,’ you say, feeling a little out of your depth and bewildered without any warning.

ava just laughs. ‘yeah, you seem like it.’ she flicks a ball up, does two around the worlds, and then catches it between her shoulder blades before popping it back up and sending it your way. ‘wanna play one v one, or do you have a whole little routine?’

‘i —‘ ava, in the early morning light, with the dew on the grass soaking into the juncture of your cleat and socks, the crisp air — it’s all perfect. you remember, in a flash, why you fell in love with football in the first place. ‘first to five, small goal.’

ava fist pumps. ‘show me how it’s done, then.’