#rookie year fic

[guentzel]

and then i go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, "i love you" ....i love you

+ bonus

[muffinlance]

Next Dark Night in Ba Sing Se part! Is! Fully outlined!

...And so is the majority of series in lesser detail because oops my hand slipped.

[penny00dreadful]

So... some of you may have noticed my fics have come to a screeching halt the last couple of months which is not like me and I am here to explain myself.

Babygirl, I have been preparing.

The end of this month is my 1 year anniversary of posting in this fandom, of posting any of my work online after not doing it for like fifteen fucking years and it has brought me so much incandescent joy, I decided I had to do something for it.

(I've also hit like... several milestones which is fucking insane like you all know I'm just some cranky bog witch, right??)

I have been working on my WIPs for over the last two months. All... holy mother of god... like nine of them???

Some of these have been completed, some I am still writing and some are mostly done.

So starting from my anniversary date, 23rd October, every second or third day, I'll be posting a chapter of something.

I have so much material built up this shit could go on until 2024

@hbyrde36 called it my own personal Penny00Dreadful BigBang... and yeah kinda! 😅

I wanted to do this to show just how much I love this community. Your kind words, your support, your unhinged ramblings, your obsessive love, your talent (for free??) it's all amazing it's so amazing and I wanted to explode forth with my love for it so I figured why the fuck not do this stupid idea??😅

All of these will be posted both to tumblr and AO3 so subscribe over there to keep updated or follow me here!

OH! And let me know if you wanna be tagged! If you wanna be tagged for a specific fic or for everything I'll add you, whatever you want.

You've made me so happy and so warm for the last year. The way I know if I'm having a bad day I just need to hop onto this side of tumblr and everything will be peaches and gravy again.

I love you guys so much. 😘🖤

Updated Schedule - (18th Feb 2024)

Fic list with blurbs below the cut, this will (roughly) be the order they're posted in:

Return of The King - COMPLETE

Steddie Vampire AU with a twist! Vampire Steve comes back after falling to the bats. There is two more chapters left and those chapters have been completed.

Comeuppance - COMPLETE

Dustin just wants Steve to be happy. So he tries to parent trap him with Nancy. Clearly they should be together. But Steve's heart doesn't even seem to be in it at all! How is he so bad at this? And Eddie is being less than helpful

Rookie Mistake - COMPLETE

My Steddie Established Relationship Spies AU oneshot that will have a multi-chapter prequel fic coming very soon after!

Eddie is "retired" and Steve has been injured on the job, so he's supposed to be taking it easy. How hard could a walk to the gas station be?

Before He Cheats - COMPLETE

Songfic! Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats

I literally have no excuse for this one. The rotted brainworms were behind the steering wheel with this one.

One evening, Eddie gets a call from some guy named Steve dropping the news on him that his boyfriend has been cheating on him. With this Steve person and Steve had no idea up until that day.

And Eddie rarely takes that shit lying down.

Steddievember Smut - COMPLETE

No Nut November is here! One can play however he wants. The other just has to wait for December to roll around. I have no other words to describe what this will be, it does what it says on the tin. I blame the STWG discord server. Currently we're looking at four little ficlets for this.

Cat and Mouse - COMPLETE

The Steddie Spies AU Prequel! How they got together and the extreme ups and downs their enemies/rivals to lovers journey goes through. I had so much fun with this one.

And They Were Roommates! - COMPLETE

omg they were roommates.

Steve and Eddie don't hate each other exactly. They just... tolerate each other. But one night Eddie doesn't come home for hours. Long after he's supposed to and it's not like Steve is worried or anything... he's just... concerned for a fellow human being... that's all.

Through The Valley - IN PROGRESS

Post-Apocalyptic AU. Eddie, Dustin and Nancy have a nice little community of survivors outside of Hawkins that they take care of, surviving day to day. Everyone's a little broken, missing the rest of their Party just hoping that one day they'll find each other again.

Devotion

Dungeons and Dragons AU. Steve is the golden boy of the small town of Hawkins. Harrington in name and now a Paladin with his very own oath to hunt down the Bard, the witch Eddie Munson and bring him back to justice under High Priest Henry Creel.

[malk1ns]

sidgeno, 32, things you said right after hello

thanks for this one! prompts are here :)

“Wow, you’re huge,” Sid blurts out, Malkin's hand still clasped in his. “You must have grown, what, two inches since I saw you in May?”

Immediately, his face goes hot. For a brief minute, he clings to the hope that maybe he hadn’t actually said that, but over Malkin’s shoulder he can see Mario wince and Sarge bite back a laugh, so no—he really just said that out loud, and oh god, he’s still holding Malkin’s hand.

He drops it quickly and takes a large step back, mustering up the most normal-feeling smile he can manage. Based on Malkin’s quizzical, slightly amused gaze, he’s not quite managing.

Sid hadn’t told anyone what happened in Latvia.

He’d made a point to seek Malkin out—Zhenya, he’d asked to be called, but Sid’s been trying to get back to something slightly less incriminating whenever he thought about Malkin this summer—wanting to actually meet him, now that they were going to be teammates. He’d heard Mario talking about the situation with Metallurg, the pressure they were putting on Malkin to re-sign and stay in Russia, and Sid thought that if he could just talk to him, get to know him a little off-ice, he could convince him to come to Pittsburgh in the fall after all.

They’d gotten to know each other more than just a little.

Before Sarge even opens his mouth to translate, Malkin steps forward, closing the distance between him and Sid, and claps him lightly on the shoulder. “Yes, now you’re even shorter,” he says, poking his tongue between his teeth.

Sid remembers that, how Malkin—oh, hell, how Zhenya—always made that face when he was pretty sure his joke was going to land. He’s doing better now than he had at Worlds; Sid remembers how hard they’d struggled at first to talk.

It got easier later on.

Sarge makes a surprised noise, and Sid starts. He’d almost forgotten they weren’t alone. “You didn’t tell me you’ve been practicing,” he says to Zhenya, continuing on in amused-sounding Russian. Whatever he’s saying, it’s making Zhenya blush.

Mario’s eyebrows are so high they’re practically in his hairline, but once Sarge stops his teasing diatribe, he clears his throat. “Dinner’s ready,” he says, gesturing to the hallway that leads to the dining room. “We can keep talking there, Nathalie won’t be happy if the food goes cold while we’re all standing around by the door.”

Sid cringes a little and moves to fall in line behind Mario and Sarge, but Zhenya grabs his arm, holding him in place as the other two exit the foyer.

“Sid,” Zhenya murmurs, reeling him in. “I miss. Four months, it’s a long time.”

Against his better judgment and everything he’d sternly told himself all summer when he caught his mind wandering, Sid melts in Zhenya’s grasp. “Yeah,” he says, putting a hand on Zhenya’s waist. “It was too long. I wanted to call, but the long-distance charge…”

“Same for me. I think, maybe I ask JP to call for me, but then it’s problems with the contract, and…” Zhenya shrugs, frowning a little before refocusing on Sid. “But now I’m here.”

“Yeah,” Sid says again, breathless this time, pressing them closer together, until he can feel the heat from Zhenya’s body. “I thought—well, I saw the news, and I wasn’t sure, but I hoped you’d come. I thought about you so much.”

The corners of Zhenya’s eyes crinkle. He looks exhausted, and his suit is wrinkled, but Sid’s never seen anything better. “I tell you I come for you,” he says, and his voice goes sly, even as he widens his eyes in feigned innocence. “You tell me to, I do. You forget?”

Sid swallows. He didn’t forget a single second of it—the tentative first conversation, the beers they snuck into Sid’s hotel room when his roommate was out and they both had a day off the next day, which turned into Zhenya’s mouth on his, Zhenya’s dick in his hand. Every single stolen moment for the entire tournament had found them tangled up together, and Sid couldn’t forget it if he tried.

Zhenya’s still watching him, and his eyes have softened. He reaches for Sid’s face, ghosting his fingers over Sid’s cheekbone before thumbing over Sid’s mouth, tugging his lower lip down.

Sid lets him. He’s standing in Mario Lemieux’s front foyer, and his newest teammate and god willing the missing piece that will bring the Penguins success, God willing, is practically groping him where anyone could see, and Sid lets him.

“You should stay,” he says, darting a glance at the hallway and stepping back. “After dinner. I know you’re tired, but we…maybe we could say you want to see my Playstation. It’s in my room upstairs, we’d be alone. I can drive you back to Sarge’s later.”

“Yes,” Zhenya says, practically before Sid’s finished speaking. “Yes, I want to stay with you.”

[artesiant]

Where does the good go? | chenford medical!AU sneak peek

Lucy peeks from behind them and well, hot damn indeed.

Their resident is busy filling some forms, so she can only see his profile, but she can tell it’s a very handsome profile. He’s as tall as Nolan, well-built –god, it should be illegal to look so fine in scrubs– with a crew cut. His shoulders are tense or it could simply be how he holds himself. Lucy has to actually pinch herself to remind herself that she’s looking at her resident and not a hot guy in a bar.

Shame.

“I was warned that he’s a hard-ass.”

“Maybe it’s professional jealousy,” intervenes Nolan. Both men turn his way. “Maybe he’s brilliant and everyone says that because they’re jealous. Maybe he’s nice.”

“I’ll make a guess and say youre the old dude from Pennsylvania,” predicts the shorter man that has ‘Aaron Thorsen’ written on his lab coat.

He opts to ignore the comment and starts to approach, the rest of them follow. 

“Hi. I’m John Nolan, but just John is fine,” he smiles, extending his hand towards Doctor Bradford expecting him to shake it in greeting.

Instead, he just turns to him and sizes him up and down until Nolan gets the message and retracts his hand awkwardly.

"I have five rules, memorize them,” Bradford says, addressing all the interns. “Rule number one. Don't bother sucking up, I already hate you, that's not gonna change,” Lucy feels John deflate next to her. ”Trauma protocol, phone list, pagers, nurses will page you,” he continues while motioning the counter. “You will answer every page at a run. A run! That’s rule number two.”

He starts walking without waiting for any of them to gather their stuff from the nurses station. Lucy quickly reaches for the papers and her pager, and unceremoniously shoves them into her pockets before following behind.

[stargazerdaisy]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen

Additional Tags: Post-Episode: s02e11 Day of Death (The Rookie), Healing, Emotionally and physically, tim is emotionally constipated, and lucy is dense at first

Summary:

But now he was faced with the aftermath. The cost of getting her back had been high, for her most of all...It seemed like the worst injury, at least physically, that she was leaving with had happened well after Caleb was dead.

At least three of her ribs had broken or popped out of place when she was given CPR. He broke them when he performed CPR. And now she was wincing and turning away from him in pain.

It was all his fault.

Tim struggles though his guilt at seeing Lucy in pain, after her rescue from Caleb. Bit by bit, day by day, as she heals physically, he heals emotionally.

[crossbackpoke-check]

re last answer: please don't stop, being very unhinged about these two pretty white boys is helping distract me from the sharks losing streak rn so bring it on

https://www.tumblr.com/bondedpairs/764566430180147200?source=share

(sideblog woes but there's the link for you) anyway in the vid they talk about going over to each other's houses to have dinner and things and while that is a delicious example of their codependence i love it bc through an rpf lens there is definitely some old man ******* going on. they can have the dilfs and each other.

(someone else mentioned kept boys which i could write an essay on but i fear being Perceived™️)

anyway if you have anything to add to this please do, if not ignore me and i will hide under a rock until the stress-related insanity has worn off and i am a functioning member of society once more 😂

- @bondedpairs

ty for the video!!! and please, WRITE THE KEPT BOYS ESSAYYYY i promise i will read it with my hands over my eyes if you don’t want to be perceived. do it scared!! do it anyway!! we’ll all love you for it!!!

[kyrieanne]

Title: There's No Crying in Baseball

Fandom: The Rookie

Pairing: Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen

Chapters: 1/5 (rating will go up with the chapter count)

Word Count: 2351

Description: Tim and Lucy round the bases, so to speak, on all those nights doing "nothing" and there are feelings.

Tim grounds her. He makes her feel safe because she knows he is honest. He pushes and protects in equal measure. There is so much heart there, and Lucy wants to peel away the faded scars like wall paper. It's not to fix him, but to witness his loyalty and his kindness. Like sunsets--brilliant, blinding, breath taking--she wants all of them, all of him.

That's how she feels about Tim Bradford's presence in her life. So that's a lot.

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[deeg9]

Ch. 3 There's something that tells me (that life has changed)

Epilogue: 2024

NYLA  

Nyla texted Angela and Lucy from her car before heading into the station. 

From: Nyla | To: Angela & Lucy Locker room. Now. SOS.

She figured she would be the first one in so when she walked into the Midwilshire women’s locker room, she was surprised to find the two of them already waiting for her. 

Whatever conversation Lucy and Angela had been having before she walked in immediately fell away and their worried faces turned in her direction. 

This was going to be fun.

“What’s going on?” Lucy asked, standing from the bench. The still-new wedding band on her finger glinted under her engagement ring. The Bradfords had returned to work over a month ago following their mountain-resort honeymoon but they both still had that fresh, newlywed glow about them. 

Without saying another word, Nyla pulled the box of pregnancy tests out of her bag and dropped it on the bench between them.

Lucy and Angela did a double take.

“I am late,” Nyla announced stoically. “According to the precedent previously established by Angela, that means you two have to take a test with me.”

Nyla worked to keep her fierce expression as she watched the multitude of reactions spill across her friends' faces. There was a hint of a blush on Lucy’s cheeks. Angela appeared to be holding in a laugh. 

“You’ve got me there,” Angela said. She picked up the box and rolled her eyes affectionately, heading toward the stalls and ripping the top off. 

“We need to reevaluate our traditions,” Lucy teased, but Nyla sensed a hint of nervousness in her tone. “I hear some friends do brunch. We could try brunch.” 

“I like brunch,” Nyla nodded and grabbed the open box from Angela. “But first, get in there and pee on this stick.”

She slapped a test in Lucy’s hand and playfully shoved her toward the stall on the left. 

Angela held her hand out for a test and walked into the middle one. 

“This really takes me back,” Angela called out so they could hear her through the doors, the amusement clear in her voice. 

“Shhh, I need to focus on the task at hand.” Nyla tried to say it sternly, but she had a very hard time reining in her excitement. 

Because this time, she knew for sure she’d be the positive test. 

She’d gotten her first positive weeks ago but didn’t want to jinx it, so she and James waited to tell their friends and family until the time felt right. Yesterday afternoon, they’d heard the baby’s strong heartbeat at the doctor's office (for the second time) and Nyla knew as soon as she got in the car that this was how she wanted to tell Angela and Lucy. She had the ultrasound photos of her healthy, growing baby in her back pocket.

She couldn’t wait to see their reaction. 

Nyla set her test facedown on the counter and her friends followed her lead while she checked the clock on the wall to keep track of the two-minute countdown. 

When the locker room door swung open, the trio scrambled to pick up their respective tests. They’d learned from last year’s mistakes and instead formed a line and quickly hid the sticks behind their backs just in time for Celina to round the corner. 

She stopped in her tracks, blinking in confusion before letting a sly smile cover her face. The shyness she’d had as a rookie was long gone.

“Oh good,” Celina said sarcastically. “We’re doing this again.”

Celina disappeared into the stall and a laugh escaped Lucy in the form of a snort. The three of them silently shook as laughter took over their bodies. Pretty soon, they were doubled over with tears in their eyes. 

They managed to compose themselves by the time Celina flushed the toilet.  

“No sink jacket this time,” Celina commented as she exited the stall. She raised one brow. “Interesting.”

Nyla smiled, realizing there was no reason she needed to hide her scheme from Celina. 

“I’m taking a pregnancy test,” Nyla explained, showing Celina the stick she’d been hiding behind her back. “Just waiting for the result.”

“Oh.” Celina’s eyes widened. “Please tell me that’s what you were doing the last time I found the three of you like this because the explanations I fabricated in my head were pretty intense.”

“Oh my god, I completely forgot how weird we acted that day.” Lucy winced but kept her hands securely behind her back. “You must have thought we were insane.”

“Bizarre, yes. Insane? Not so much,” Celina jested and tilted her head to the side. “I’m just glad you weren't sacrificing a small animal or concealing illegal contraband under Nyla’s jacket.”

They burst out laughing again. 

“And you didn’t rat us out?” Angela nodded with blatant approval. “Thanks for having our backs.”

“Nah, I knew it had to be something important for the three of you to lose your cool,” Celina said and then motioned toward the exit. “I gotta hit the breakroom before roll call. Good luck, I guess? Is that the right thing to say in this situation?”

“That’s perfect,” Nyla approved with a smile. “Be safe out there, Celina.”

“Thanks, Sarge,” Celina said, using Nyla’s new title. After passing her exam, she’d replaced Caradine as Sergeant for the Midwilshire Detective’s unit following his promotion to Lieutenant. 

“Detective Lopez, Detective Bradford.” Celina casually saluted them. “Have a good one.” 

“You too,” Lucy and Angela replied. 

LUCY

Lucy smiled after Celina as she left the three of them alone again in the locker room. 

She had to admit: Nyla had impeccable timing. 

Lucy’s pregnancy was only a few weeks along and she’d panicked for a second when Nyla dropped the box of tests on the bench a few minutes earlier, thinking her secret had already been uncovered. Lucy debated dunking the test in the toilet instead of actually peeing on it… but then she realized the special direction this morning was heading in. 

She had suspected for weeks that Nyla might be pregnant. First, she’d casually swiped out coffee for tea. Then, there had been several days where Lucy saw her rush to the locker room right after breakfast and she definitely wouldn’t forget the happy hour last night. Lucy heard Nyla order a Ginger Ale and lime on the rocks and no one seemed to notice she was sipping on a soda instead of a cocktail. 

But Lucy had. 

Because she’d ended up ordering the exact same thing. The bartender looked a little confused to get the unconventional order back to back, but he still accommodated her.

Plus, she trusted these two with her life. They’d treat her special announcement with the utmost sensitivity.

“How do you want to do this?” Lucy asked. “Should we go one by one?” 

A giddy type of anxiety built in her chest as the news sat on the tip of her tongue.

“Works for me,” Angela said with a laugh. Clearly, Angela was expecting hers to be negative. 

“I’ll go first!” Nyla said and showed them the test before even looking at it herself. 

Lucy felt tears well up in her eyes at the sheer joy on Nyla’s face. 

“Oh my god, congratulations!” Lucy threw her arms around Nyla for a quick hug before stepping aside to let Angela do the same. 

As Angela stepped back, she cocked one eyebrow up. 

“Obviously, I am so thrilled for you but I have to admit,” Angela teased, “you don’t seem all that surprised.” 

“Okay, you caught me,” Nyla laughed. She reached into her back pocket and waved the photos in the air. “Baby Murray has been baking for approximately 12 weeks.”

“Oh!” Angela whooped, tossing her own test on the counter to free her hands. “Let me see that little bean!” 

They oohed and aahed at the tiny baby in the photos that was just starting to look more like a baby and less like a bean. 

“ I can’t believe our babies are going to grow up together ,” Lucy gushed quietly as she ran her finger over the image. 

Nyla and Angela froze in place, and Lucy realized that she’d actually said the words out loud instead of just thinking them. 

She slowly met their gaze. Angela’s jaw was practically on the floor as she quietly made a quarter turn to face her.

“Did you just say what I think you said?” Nyla asked, completely stunned. 

“Well,” Lucy blushed as she pulled the positive test out of her back pocket and held it up. “I should be about seven weeks along. We have an appointment next week with Dr. Stone to find out for sure.” 

“What!?” Nyla and Angela shouted in unison. 

“I’m gonna be a mom,” Lucy said, her vision blurring from the swell of emotion that came from saying the words out loud. 

Two sets of arms embraced her and then Lucy really started crying, just like she had the week before when she stepped out of the bathroom and smiled through the tears to tell Tim that he was finally going to be a father. 

He’d dropped to his knees in front of her and hugged her tight while pressing the sweetest kiss to her belly. It had only been weeks since they’d exchanged wedding vows but he was eagerly renewing those promises to her and their unborn child, as well as making a few new ones in the process. 

It was the happiest moment of her life.

And at Angela’s request, she shared that memory in between staggered breaths and giddy bouts of laughter. 

ANGELA

“I can’t believe you two dropped these bombs on me on a Friday morning like it’s just another normal day,” Angela said, wiping the happy tears from her eyes. She couldn’t help herself, she’d always been an empathetic crier when it came to her friends and family. 

Lucy grabbed the box of tissues near the sink and they each grabbed a fresh Kleenex to dab their eyes. 

“Let me toss this and then we can try to find something appetizing enough for you two preggos to eat.”

Lucy and Nyla both grumbled at the mention of food which only made Angela smile wider. 

Angela picked up her test but just as she was about to throw it into the bin, a faint pink line caught her eye. 

She blinked, certain that her eyes must be playing a cruel joke on her. 

“Wait,” Angela stared down at the test in her hand. “It’s not … negative.”

“You’re kidding?” Lucy gasped. 

“Seriously?” Nyla asked, suddenly somber. 

Angela understood why. She’d been very vocal up until recently about her desire to be a one-kid household. 

She dropped it on the counter and both Lucy and Nyla leaned forward to look at the pink line that formed a plus sign in the results window. Lucy covered her mouth with her hand.

Angela pulled out her phone and looked at the calendar. Her heart pounded in her chest and suddenly she found it harder to take in air. Was this really happening? 

“Holy shit. I’m a week late and didn’t even notice,” she swallowed audibly. 

“Are you okay?” Lucy asked slowly, glancing between Nyla and Angela uncomfortably. 

“Shit,” Nyla cursed. “I definitely didn’t think this through all the way.”

Angela looked up at the mirror to find her friends examining her closely with weary eyes. She broke out into a huge smile.

“I’m pregnant!” She shouted and bounced on her heels. “Wes and I literally just started trying. I’ve been preparing myself for disappointment. I thought for sure at my age it would take a while this time around.” 

Lucy shrieked and wrapped her arms around Angela’s waist and bounced up and down with her. 

“So you’re happy?” Lucy asked.

“So very happy,” Angela confirmed, her voice catching on the last word. 

“Damnit, I shouldn’t have worn mascara,” Nyla laughed through another round of happy tears. “Come here.”

It wasn’t that long ago that the thought of having a second child overwhelmed her, but then Lucy made detective and Angela had grown closer and closer to these two incredible women. After that, she truly started to understand the value behind the phrase: ‘it takes a village’. The shift had practically happened overnight, and now the future didn’t seem so daunting. 

Angela leaned into the group hug as the three of them swayed from side to side in a delirious daze, discussing all the different ways that Angela could surprise Wesley. She squeezed them tight, so excited that they’d all get to go through this next chapter together.

THE END

Read all three chapters on AO3

[guentzel]

thinking abt rookie kris having to break it to geno that sid is 1) not interested and 2) straight (or in heavily in denial) and genos just like ":(( oh" and kris, internally, is like oh god oh fuck oh no bc geno's just got that look on his face and is clearly so embarrassed so he says "well. just an fyi. im the same, so. if you need anything." and geno perks up like oh??? and kris is like aw shit bc now hes got a gangly russian constantly following him/hanging out with him asking questions and making terrible passes at him and kris is just like. welp. this is my life now.

[penny00dreadful]

Schedule Update

Okay so...

Burnout is hitting me real hard.

I think once I have the Roommates fic finished (before the end of the month) I'm gonna take a break. I need to replenish my spoons.

This anniversary burst posting was great and has been great. But lately it has turned into a burden more than anything and looking back on just the SHEER AMOUNT I have done over the last four-ish months, I'm surprised burnout didn't come sooner.

In the last four months I have uploaded/completed:

Return of The King fic - 14k to complete

Commuppance - 16k

Rookie Mistake - 4.5k

Before He Cheats songfic - 4.4k

Fettuccine - 16.8k

Cat and Mouse - 72k

And They Were Roommates! - estimated 16k once completed.

That's 143,700 words in four months.

That's nearly 9,000 words a week published on average.

And that's not even taking into account the things published outside of the anniversary event;

Love Is What Makes You Brave - 3.1k

I Couldn't Lose You/Stolen - 2.7k

Hozier songfic - 2.7k

The Parting Glass - 10.7k

162,900 words since 23rd October 2023 WHAT the fuck

And that's not including the lil drabbles etc that HAVEN'T been uploaded to AO3.

So I... yeah. I need a little break 😅

I'll still be writing. I'll be spending this time away writing but just writing without a looming deadline over my head, just writing for the love of it. 😊

I love you all! 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[lewishamiltonstuff]

Y'ALL WE HAVE A PHOTO

IT IS WHITE LMAOOO

Lewis and the NBA Rookie of the Year, Paolo Banchero at Sports Illustrated event.

[leslieseveride]

well would you look at that!! it's my chenford pregnancy fic reserecting back to life after... idk... 3yrs of abandonment????

[storyarcscribe]

I wrote another 700 words for Lighten Up and it was so CATHARTIC.

Writing for Lighten Up feels like coming home when I write Poe and Rookie🧡

[rip-cod-brainrot]

The weirdest part of getting into this fandom is knowing I have a younger brother that would totally have been into the original series if we had been able to figure out how to make it work on the Wii.

Why is it weird?

My bro’s name is also John.

[guentzel]

thinking about how i'll never be able to write the rookie year fic Perfectly how i will never be able to nail the slow descent into love and admiration after nearly an entire year of denial denial denial, the slow looks and the quiet hotel room nights where they both watch shitty movies, wherein kris is the first person geno calls when he needs help with something, where kris thinks he doesnt deserve this that he should focus that he shouldnt take his major league opportunity for granted, how he breaks into deciding he can have both, that first kiss that kris initiates after geno waited all that time because he said he would. he would wait. he would wait always