#mlb the show 19

[bookishjules]

the fact that there are people on this webbed site who started watching miraculous when they were kids. like elementary aged. like the target demographic of the show. and are now legal adults here on tumblr dot com.. i just *brain short circuits*

[spacedoutcowgirl]

🐞🐈‍⬛ mlb online — part 18!!

the office: lukadrien version

< part 17 part 19>

📑vale’s note: if you think about it (don’t think about im right) adrien really didn’t have crushes until he started school, so his versions of flirting have to be based on tv shows or whatever the fuck his dad and nathalie had going on.

[the-garbanzo-annex-jr]

by Ben Cohen

South African Jews reacted with outrage on Friday after the country’s governing body for the sport of cricket stripped the Jewish captain of the U-19 national team of his role, citing the “risk of conflict or even violence” as the reason.

Cricket South Africa (CSA) announced that David Teeger, who is Jewish, would no longer captain the side just one week before the opening of the U-19 Cricket World Cup, when teams from 16 nations will compete in South Africa for the sport’s top prize.

In a statement released on Friday, CSA said that its security team had advised “that protests related to the war in Gaza can be anticipated at the venues for the tournament.”

It added that such protests would likely focus on Teeger — an observant Jew and resident of Johannesburg who made his professional cricket debut in 2023, scoring an impressive 51 runs for the South Africa Emerging Players side against North Cape. Teeger was only appointed to the captaincy of the U-19 team last month.

The targeting of Teeger could result “in conflict or even violence between rival groups of protestors,” CSA said. Invoking its “duty to safeguard the interests and safety of all those involved in the World Cup,” it said that Teeger had been “relieved of the captaincy … in the best interests of the players, the U-19 team, and David himself.” Teeger would “remain an important and active member of the team and we wish him and the team every success in the tournament,” CSA concluded.

CSA’s decision — against the background of rising antisemitism in South Africa, widespread support for Hamas in the wake of its Oct. 7 pogrom in Israel, and the charge of “genocide” brought by South Africa against Israel at the International Court of Justice (ICJ) — provoked fury in South Africa’s Jewish community.

Prof. Karen Milner, chair of the South African Jewish Board of Deputies (SAJBD), told The Algemeiner that CSA’s decision was “an outrageous act of antisemitism.”

“There is no basis for this decision, other than the fact that Teeger is Jewish,” Milner said. “It is shameful that CSA is embarking on a path that is dangerously reminiscent of Nazi Germany, when Jews were actively discriminated against, including among sporting clubs.” She stressed that the SAJBD “would do everything in its power to fight against this vicious prejudice.”

In a separate statement, the South African Zionist Federation (SAZF) said it would be calling on the International Cricket Council (ICC), the sport’s global governing body, “to investigate the CSA’s blatant act of discrimination.”

“The ANC [ruling African National Congress] government’s political hostility to Israel and its friendship with Hamas has created a climate in which it is entirely acceptable to target a sportsman because he is proudly Jewish,” the SAZF stated.

Among those expressing sympathy for Teeger on social media was three-time MLB All-Star Kevin Youkilis. “Heart goes out to this young Jewish man,” Youkilis posted on X/Twitter. “The ‘security risk’ excuse is bullshit.”

Former Boston Red Sox star Youkilis also referred to a speech that Teeger made just weeks after the Hamas pogrom, delivered after he received the “Rising Star” Award at a Jewish community ceremony. Teeger paid tribute to the Israeli military, saying, “Yes, I’ve been [given] this award, and yes, I’m now the Rising Star, but the true rising stars are the young soldiers in Israel.” He went on to dedicate the award to “the State of Israel and every single soldier fighting so that we can live and thrive in the diaspora.”

Teeger was being “punished for showing gratitude to the State of Israel,” Youkilis commented.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

19-year-old southpaw Jackie Mitchell, of the House of David baseball team, speaks to her teammates while in New York, July 14, 1933. Mitchell was the first and only woman to have a contract in Major League baseball, with the Chattanooga Lookouts. Two years earlier, in an exhibition game during spring training, she had struck out both Lou Gehrig and Babe Ruth―in six pitches.

There is some controversy about that―not that it didn’t happen, because there is a film of it―but as to whether the Yankee aces were doing it just for show. Mitchell always maintained that it was genuine. “Why, hell, they were trying, damn right,” she said. “Hell, better hitters than them couldn’t hit me. Why should they’ve been any different?”

Timothy Wiles, who served as the Baseball Hall of Fame Research Director for about 20 years, said, “If she did this today, it would become a permanent part of the consciousness because of the media we have. If ESPN was around, it certainly would be their lead story.”

Mitchell was quoted at the time saying she learned to throw from her neighbor, MLB's Charles Arthur “Dazzy” Vance, who was later inducted into the Hall of Fame. Her contract was cancelled by baseball commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis after he heard about her spring training feat in 1931.

Photo: Associated Press via the Washington Post

[alornights]

IN THEATERS . . .

-PS. DON'T DIE AGAIN a south park super hero smau !

THE PLOT; hero mysterion discovers that on a fateful night a girl watched him died and remembered to tell the tale. a girl, who had stolen his username and was one of his biggest stans.

pairing  ✧  mysterion (kenny mccormick) x fem!reader song inspo  ✧  kurxxed emeraldz [axxed remix] , luci4 tags. social media au, superhero au, high school au, humor (hopefully), romance, crack, angst, semi-plot filled, no beta.

☆ 🗒️ — notes ★ this is for fun! don’t take anything seriously. ★ sporadic updates, no set time or day. ★ this is for fun! don’t take anything seriously. ★ no written scenarios , will purely be online sources. ★ not all characters will be in this, so sorry if your favorite isn’t. ★ inspired by a MLB smau on twitter, unable to find it at this time. ★ there is a taglist, feel free to let me know if you’d like to be added!

ꕤ 🍇 — our cast main cast introductions. side cast introductions. friend group introductions.

☼ 🌂 — the storyline    ⠀   ♫  trailers; [ 1 , 2 & 3 ]    ⠀   ♫  episodes; [ 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , 11 , 12 , 13 , 14 , 15 , 16 , 17 , 18 , 19 , 20, 21 , 22 , 23 , 24 , 25 , TBD ! ]

i hope you enjoy the show, and let’s all have fun!! <3

🏷️ taglist | @lacunaanonymoused , @shinjichili , @gwopiee , @unscentedmayonnaise , @imthebiggestbird6 , @gtxbitch​ , @x-717-x, @nezykoi , @dolcid​ , @weird0o0 , @mmmaackerel , @llovekyle , @hand-writxen , @southparktegreity , @sukisprettyface, @neenieweenie​,  !

icons & images used are not of my own, but, the storyline, concept, and contents of this smau are my own. please do not repost this on another platforms without permission. © aralovrs 2023

[timebegins-onopeningday]

Time Begins On Opening Day 2024: Round Up Post #1

Happy Friday everyone and welcome to Round-Up Post #1! This post includes links to all works posted in the first half of the season + details about First Half Commentfest which begins today and goes through the weekend.

Soft Deadline #1 offers us 20 (20!!) fanworks for five teams and 104 prompts across several teams as well as some broad and open-ended prompts! For a small fandom and only halfway through the season, that's pretty cool. If you're just finding this prompt meme now, or if you didn't finish something you were working on before the deadline, never fear - this prompt runs the entire length of the 2024 season! There is still plenty of time create.

Enjoy the works, slam that kudos button, leave a comment, and enjoy the second half of the MLB season!

Soft Deadline #2 is September 29, the end of the regular season.

🌞 First Half Commentfest 🌞

First Half Commentfest runs this weekend, from Friday July 19 to Sunday July 21. As we catch up with all these amazing works (fic! art! poetry! y’all are amazing!!) my challenge as a mod for us is to get every single one of these works at least five independent comments from five independent readers by the end of the weekend. (So we’re not including creator responses in that comment count!)

Why? Because it’s very easy to feel isolated as a creator – particularly in a small fandom like baseball rpf. We all know how easy it is to hit the kudos button and move on, but in a challenge designed to inspire creators for a very small, very spread out of fandom, a little encouragement can go a long way.

justleaveacommentfest has a list of resources for helping write comments on fic here and hxphaestion wrote some notes on what kind of comments resonate with artists (scroll for reblog) if you’re not sure where to start.

Let’s get all these works some comments!

🌞 Fanworks from the first half of the season 🌞

That we got as many fics as we did in the first half makes your mod SO happy, because we’re already past what we had last year!! This was a pain in the ass to put together because there were so many links and that delighted me. Shout out to you all, you’re all amazing.

I organized these by fanwork type, then grouped works by team and sorted alphabetically by the creator’s name + title (with the exception of one set of works, which are grouped in order of the series). Enjoy the works, bang that kudos button and COMMENT 🥳🥳

Art

Baltimore Orioles

[collage] heat waves by sapplyandherfriend

a celebration of dingers and slug edit: WOOOOOO TONY IS AN ALL STAR

Toronto Blue Jays

[collage] cheer on your team! by idlt

a toronto blue jays collage made on a 6x4 index card with a bunch of junk from the recycling bin

[collage] love song (show elation) by idlt

a vladdy and bo collage made on half of a page of cardstock with a bunch of junk from the recycling bin and a pile of old magazines that I got from someone in my neighbourhood who was going to throw them out, plus a few star stickers and a picture of vlad and bo pasted on top digitally

Poetry

Toronto Blue Jays

come home (the way they need you to) by idlt

A short poem about Vladdy and home and being seen.

Fic

Baltimore Orioles

one warm summer night (fireworks outside) by Settsplitt

Technically, they’re kind of hidden, standing a few steps down the tunnel, with their teammates all turned towards the fluorescent night sky, eyes fixed on the show. But still, Kyle thinks, as Adley tucks his hand under the hem of his pants, slipping his fingers beneath his belt and digging until he finds bare skin, this can’t be a good idea.

Milwaukee Brewers

In Stadium Light & Shadow by TheGlobeLifeBarn 

A thin satellite in orbit of nothing.

Philadelphia Phillies

Pressure Point by caltrain

Bryce fucked up his hammy and he’s being an enormous baby about it.

you think it’s different but it’s always the same by palimpsestic

Florida’s always so fucking humid, even in February—the air is sticky with unshed rain, hangs heavy with anticipation.

Who’s on First by powerblu (bluspirits)

A lot may have changed since Rhys first got called up to the Phillies: the size of the crowds, their record, the fact that they're playing in the World Series. But one thing is exactly the same: Bryce Harper is still there on the other team, annoying the hell out of him.

put some moves on you, babe (i know you need it) by pronoe

Bryson reminds himself to be careful where he sucks his marks on Alec’s skin, with the way he keeps his jerseys half-unbuttoned.

Seattle Mariners

Broken Foot and Cuddles by Anonymous

turns out that record-breaking pitch had actually been “breaking” in more ways than one. Poor Ty, with the foot fracture.

Toronto Blue Jays

Fiber arts for first inning starts by caltrain

There’s a hot guy no one has ever seen before at the softball clinic. He crushes three balls out of the park off of Kevin and pisses Kevin off so bad that Yusei slings an arm around his neck and kisses his cheek. “Can we get him?” he says happily.

5 Times The Blue Jays were Blue Gays: Number 1 Will Shock You! by idlt

George Springer is writing for the first edition of the new Blue Jays newsletter, organized and edited by Davis Schneider. George's first assignment? Clickbait the fuck out of everyone with the most unbelievable listicle ever (except somehow it is actually that gay)! Here's what he wrote, plus what Davis had to say about it.

he said i have bisexual swag! by idlt

An ode to Jordan Romano's short-lived yet glorious septum piercing (in the format of 2 idiots texting)

the grip of artificial chaos by idlt

Davis and Ernie sneak a moment in the dugout as the fireworks go off.

Out of Left Field by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles

Danny Jansen and Daulton Varsho were rivals playing on opposing baseball teams in high school. Now, ten years later, they are playing on the same team for the Toronto Blue Jays. As they weather the ups and downs of the baseball season, Danny and Daulton find an unexpected companionship in one another. But there is a lot on the line and neither knows if it is safe to indulge these feelings or if they are better left buried in the past.

Cover Your Bases by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles

Ten years after being high school rivals, Danny Jansen and Daulton Varsho started playing baseball on the same team for the Toronto Blue Jays. Their months together brought them closer as teammates, friends, and then something more. Now they need to decide what risks they’re willing to take if they want to make their relationship official.

Swing for the Fences by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles

Danny Jansen and Daulton Varsho are officially dating. Unfortunately, being public figures in a major league sport makes that anything but simple. They’ve agreed to keep things private until the end of the baseball season but that means Danny and Daulton must balance their blooming relationship and their work while navigating the ever-present media attention.

The Longest Road by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles

After their nightly game of Settlers of Catan, Davis has a heart-to-heart with Spencer about his growing feelings for their mutual friend Ernie. Spencer offers some valuable advice and reassurance, which gives Davis the courage to accept when Ernie asks him to forgo the living room couch and share a bed for the night.

Therapy with Daulto Varsho by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles

Daulton has always been a listener rather than a talker. Whether it’s good news or bad news, he’s there to hear out his teammates. Sometimes, this leads to unexpected revelations.

[kuromori4]

Last night at 3am I finally posted the MLB fic I've been working on for the last 3 months straight.

This fic has completely eaten my whole life and I've never been so nervous before!

I have no internet presence or social following, but I hope my little baby fic gets to spread it's wings.

It's called Ashes to Ashes, it's 19 Chapters long, and it's all up (no waiting for the next chapter!)

If you like something dark and traumatic, this fic may just be for you. Let's just say that poor Adrien has a bad week.

Also I drew arts for it, which I haven't posted anywhere yet... But I will soon.

Please check it out!

When Adrien fails to show up for a planned date with Marinette, She gives him the benefit of the doubt. When he fails to show up at school for three days, She worries about his health. When he returns to school looking dreadful and snapping at his friends, she knows that something is wrong. Why is Adrien acting so strange? And what does his father’s business trip have to do with it? As if Marinette didn’t have enough on her plate with Adrien’s strange behaviour and his sudden intent to break up with her, a slew of desperate missed messages from Cat Noir leaves her hair standing on end. What the hell happened on Sunday night?

[hetalia-club]

Got Bored And Made An Entire Hetalia Baseball League (HBL)

the league is meant to have fictitious and near impossible goals for regular humans to achieve. They are all scaled beside each other accounting for superhuman strength.

~France's Stats~

France's Batting Averages Regular Season- .279 Projected- .283 Career- .282

Running Speed MPH- 19-22 Hitting Power MPH- 85-90 Regular Season Stolen Bases: 1 Career Stolen Bases: 10 (avoids it and only takes the opportunity if there is a play error)

France would be a good player, valued for his consistency, strategic approach, and balanced hitting profile. He would likely be a dependable presence in the lineup, contributing solidly to the team’s offense with a mix of singles, doubles, and some home runs. His experience and understanding of the game would make him a key player in critical situations, both offensively and defensively. While he might not be the most powerful player, his strengths lie in his reliable batting, good plate discipline, and ability to perform under pressure. France would be a well-rounded player who adds significant value to his team through his consistent performance and baseball intelligence.

Other Players: (will update with link as they are added) America Russia Sweden England Ireland Iceland Canada Denmark Turkey France Scotland Greece Germany Japan Nyo!America Prussia China Nyo!England Spain Austria Italy Norway Romano Finland

breakdown below >> (Chat GTP helped with this part because I'm not good at describing things or sports talk)((it also made me the lay out above I made the stats and it put them in MLB format for me & calculated batting average because math :/ ))

Considerations for France’s Stats:

Balanced Stat Distribution:

Regular Season:

Games Played (GP): 150, indicating he is a regular and dependable player, though he might take a few games off.

At-Bats (AB): 520, showing consistent involvement in the lineup.

Runs (R): 80, reflecting a significant contribution to the team's scoring.

Hits (H): 145, indicating a solid batting average.

Doubles (2B): 28, Triples (3B): 4, Home Runs (HR): 20, showing a balanced hitting profile with some power.

RBI: 75, demonstrating an ability to drive in runs.

Walks (BB): 60, Strikeouts (SO)**: 100, reflecting good plate discipline and contact skills.

Projected:

Slight improvements across the board to reflect continued growth and consistency.

Career:

Games Played (GP): 1800, reflecting a long and productive career.

At-Bats (AB): 6200, showing sustained participation and consistency.

Runs (R): 1000, Hits (H): 1750, Doubles (2B): 340, Triples (3B): 60, Home Runs (HR): 270.

RBI: 950, indicating a consistent ability to contribute to the team’s offense.

Walks (BB): 750, Strikeouts (SO)**: 1150, showing excellent plate discipline over his career.

Summary:

Regular Season: France’s stats reflect his charming, experienced, and skillful nature, making him a productive and stylish player.

Projected: Small improvements in key areas such as hits, runs, and home runs to reflect potential for continued growth.

Career: Cumulative stats that highlight a long, consistent, and productive career, aligning with his experienced and artistic character.

Player Analysis: France

Character Traits:

Charming and Elegant: France is known for his suave and charming personality, suggesting a refined and stylish approach to the game.

Experienced and Wise: His age and wisdom imply a deep understanding of the game, possibly making him a strategic and thoughtful player.

Passionate and Artistic: France’s passion and creativity might translate into a flair for dramatic and skillful plays on the field.

Strengths:

Consistent Hitter: With a batting average around .279 to .283, France demonstrates solid hitting skills. He can consistently get on base and contribute to the team's offense.

Balanced Power: France’s stats show a good mix of doubles, triples, and home runs, indicating he has some power and can hit extra-base hits effectively.

Plate Discipline: With a decent number of walks (BB) and a relatively moderate number of strikeouts (SO), France shows good plate discipline. He understands the strike zone well and can draw walks, adding value to his on-base percentage.

Experience and Wisdom: His strategic approach to the game, driven by his experience and understanding, makes him a valuable player in critical situations. He likely has a good baseball IQ and can anticipate plays and pitches.

Weaknesses:

Consistency Over Explosiveness: While France is a reliable and consistent hitter, he might lack the explosive power of elite sluggers. His home run totals are good but not exceptional, suggesting he contributes more through consistent contact and situational hitting rather than sheer power.

Fielding: Based on his character, France might be more focused on his offensive contributions. There’s no strong indication that he would be an elite fielder. His fielding might be adequate, but not a standout aspect of his game.

[princess-of-the-corner]

MLB retconning Theo into a teen reminds me of the Equestria Girls writers trying to also claim that Timber is the same age as the protagonists so it's fine for him to date Twilight.

See, Timber being within a decent age range for the girls makes genuine sense to me.

He's working at a campsite owned by his family, which a lot of teenagers do when their family owns a business. I mean *gestures at the Apples*. Not to mention that the Humane 7 are in senior year, so even if he /is/ graduated and working full-time, thinking of him as 18-19 is still on par.

Theo, on the other hand? We never see him in the school. Or in any school. He's always working some job, including during school hours. He has facial hair. He's shown with the 'we can't show smoking on a kids show so let's give him a lollipop trope'. Most damningly, the entire plot of Copycat hinges on the fact that the Mayor commissioned him to make a statue to honor LB and CN, something that would not be given to a teenager. Even if he is a super talented and young teen artist, he'd likely still be too old for 13 year old Marinette.

[k-evans-reads]

On Deck

Chapter 19

Summary: Although they grew up in the same small town, Chris and Sam had both gone their separate ways a long time ago. Chris moved up to become a MLB star, one of the best in the business, while Sam stayed stuck in the same small town. But when multiple injuries ended the Red Sox prodigy’s career, he winds up back in the same small town he swore he’d never be back to. The past may not stay in the past any longer, as old wounds begin to creep back up.

Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans X OFC Samantha “Sam” Merrick

Word Count: 4,278

By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour

We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own.

Warnings: None!

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Sam could hear the echo of door opening, making her eyes peel away from the laptop screen where the professor was teaching. She saw Chris’ broad frame come walking in with Dodger at his side as he tossed off his Red Sox’s hat and opened his mouth to greet her. Not wanting to interrupt the class, she wildly waved her hand back and forth to get his attention before pointing to the laptop, silently explaining she was still in her class, making Chris give her a comical grimace and mouthed ‘Sorry’ before quietly moving to the bedroom with Dodger right on his heels. 

She turned her attention back to the screen, picking up her pen and jotting down some last-minute notes before the professor wrapped up the class for the day. It’d been a week filled with nerves and anxiety for Sam’s first classes in nearly ten years. She was exhausted already and it was only Wednesday, but the fact that she and Chris had spent nearly all their spare time touring what felt like every home for sale in their area certainly hadn’t helped. 

As soon as the virtual class session ended and her webcam turned off, she slumped back against the leather barstool with relief, rubbing at the growing pain in her temples. As she stared at the smooth white ceiling of the kitchen, she realized there was only one thing that she wanted and it was currently in the other room. Sammy pushed herself off of the stool, closing her laptop, and then trudged towards the bedroom where she found Chris laying sideways on the bed, his sock-covered feet crossed and one arm behind his head while the other held his phone as he watched a replay from the baseball game earlier that day. 

She gave Dodger’s head a quick pat before walking in farther to the room, getting Chris’ attention as he asked, “How was the math class, baby?” All Sam could do was groan, causing Chris to laugh before she kept scuffing over to the bed, crawling on it to be able to flop down on top of his warm body. Immediately his arms came around her, holding her tight while kissing her forehead. 

“That bad, huh?” 

“I swear they’ve changed math since we were in school.” 

“Well I wasn’t even very good at it then,” he murmured, his chest rumbling as he chuckled. “Hey, I’m so proud of you though, baby.” 

She let out a small huff, turning his head against his chest as she reminded him, “Chris, you’ve said that every single day this week.” 

“And I’m going to keep saying it because I am,” he replied easily, his head tilting down to meet her shifting gaze. “I just fuckin’ love you.” 

“I know,” she smiled, her hand moving to run through his messy hair. “I love you too… so much.” 

He grinned back, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Well today might have been a hard day but I’ve got a little present for you,” he drawled, an excited look settling on his face. 

Sam rolled her eyes back, thinking about everything from the expensive purchases he made for her – and for Riley – to the everyday generosity he showed. “Your ‘little’ presents are never little,” she muttered knowingly. 

“Do you want it or not, smartass?” 

“Fine, what is it?” 

Sam could see him digging in the pocket of his joggers before fishing out something that was, in fact, small inside his hand. She couldn’t quite make out what it was until he held it up, showing a shiny silver key sparkling in the light. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the key, knowing exactly what it was for, but her mind almost wouldn’t let her believe it. 

“The house?!” She asked quickly, her voice high and shockingly loud for how exhausted she felt. “We got it?!” 

“Yep. It’s all ours, baby,” he grinned, pressing a kiss to her lips when she silently asked for one. 

Her eyes darted down to the single key still in his hand, her mind racing with things she wanted to do. “Can we go see it?” She asked.

His head flew back against the mattress, his hand squeezing Sam’s hip as he roared with laughter. She smiled as she felt the vibration of his chest against her own. “Why do you think I left my shoes by the door?” 

Sam was off the bed and running to grab her own shoes and jacket in the blink of an eye, practically vibrating with excitement as they went down to climb in the car. She could hardly believe as they drove out of the small town toward the ocean that they were going to their house. Sam pulled out her phone, sending a quick text to Riley to let him know where they were in case he got home from his shift at the movie theater before them, then just relaxed in the passenger seat trying to figure out if this truly was happening. 

They arrived at the sprawling Cape Cod style home, one that Sam had loved the moment she saw it. It had always been a fantasy of hers to own a home, a fantasy that she never thought would come true, but the fact that this home – this 1700s home – was theirs was not only a huge accomplishment in Sam’s eyes, but a relief. Here… there were no neighbors even within earshot, thanks to their several acres. There were no landlords threatening them with eviction weekly. It was quiet. It was peaceful. It was theirs. And it was home.

Sam didn’t even realize that she was running to the front door until she heard Chris’ loud laugh echoing a long way behind her once they had parked in the winding driveway but she couldn’t help it. Getting to open the door and step inside the place she’d be coming home to everyday was enough to bring tears to her eyes. They took their time walking through the bottom floor wordlessly as they soaked it all in, but Sam got a moment alone with her emotions when Chris left to go get the champagne the realtor had left them chilling on the counter. 

She could hear the pop of the cork faintly as she wandered out to the back patio, her eyes soaking in the expansive yard that she could already picture Dodger running through and the peaceful little pond nearby that she already couldn’t wait to see frozen over in the winter. There were absolutely no words that could describe the feeling of peace and happiness that came from the inside out but what she didn’t know was that the tears that were streaming down her face matched the ones that were coming out of Chris’ blue eyes only a few feet behind her. 

He had walked up so quietly that she hadn’t heard him and Chris took the opportunity to just watch her. With two glasses of champagne in his hand and silent tears falling down his cheeks and getting lost in his beard, he just stood there watching his Sammy looking at their new home. Chris thought back to so so many years ago, remembering sitting out on his mother’s back porch with Sam when they were kids and wished there was some way to go back in time and tell his younger self that one day he’d be here with her. 

Chris had loved Sammy for just about as long as he could remember, even if it wasn’t always at the forefront of his mind, it was always there. But now that he actually had her, got to love her, and be with her for every high and low that life brought, he knew that there was no way he could possibly even imagine being without her. He wasn’t kidding when he said he planned on marrying her but after her more recent vocalization of wanting that same thing, he knew that he was going to make it happen because more than anything, there was nothing in his life that he wanted to have if it wasn’t with her. 

He set down the champagne on the nearby table before walking up behind her, snaking his arms around her waist while resting his chin on her shoulder and quietly asked, “Are you happy, baby?” 

“I just can’t believe this,” Sammy breathed, leaning her cheek against his,  “I don’t know how to get my brain to understand that this is our house.” 

“This is our home,” he corrected, turning his face to kiss her cheek softly. 

Chris could practically see the wheels in her head turning, so many emotions passing over her face as her voice crackled, “...I’ve never really felt like I had a home before.” 

“Well you do now.” 

“I feel so frivolous having a house this big though,” Sam admitted while her eyes took in the expansive beautiful land that now was theirs, the rolling hills overlooking the pond at the edge of their property. 

“Are you kidding? Riley’s going to have his shit spread out everywhere in no time,” Chris laughed, trying to lighten the mood but also knowing just how true the words were from how often they were finding his backpack, shoes, or other belongings spread out. 

“I know, but there’s five bedrooms…” She trailed off while reaching a hand up to run through her thick hair before anxiously looking around. “And with us not planning on kids, maybe it’s too big.” 

“Hey, I want you to look at me,” Chris’ voice was gentle as he lifted a hand to rest on her cheek and gently turned her face to his, seeing the deep emotions in her eyes and reminded her, “You’ve spent your whole life giving up nearly everything. Let me give this to you. This one thing that you want. I want us to have a home together, because the only thing that I want in life is you.” 

Her wide brown eyes searched his own ocean blue eyes, silent for several moments until she nodded, her voice wavering slightly as she breathed, “...I love you Chris.” 

“I love you too, Sammy,” he spoke with so much truth and confidence, shrugging as he went on, “And besides, we never said having kids was a hard no, right? Who knows what will happen in 10 years.” 

“Well I know one thing, in ten years I’m still going to be right here because there’s no way I’m leaving that heated swimming pool,” Chris loved seeing that familiar sparkle in her eyes as she snickered and motioned toward the beautiful pool. 

“If I would have known that having a heated swimming pool was going to be all it took to keep you around I would have had one installed in my fuckin’ living room,” he muttered playfully, smiling widely as Sam laughed with him. 

They explored the house, Chris watching Sam think more than he looked around himself. He watched as she excitedly mentioned things that might work in certain spaces – like finally getting the piano he’d been eyeing for weeks, noting that one side of the living room would be perfect for it. He watched her eyes linger in the kitchen on the marble countertops as she ghosted a hand over them, knowing she still couldn’t believe this was her reality. They poked their heads into the large den off the kitchen, sharing excited grins just as Riley texted them that he was leaving work. Quickly, they called Riley, asking him to pick up a pizza and come over to the new house, excited for him to see it as well. Once the pizza and sodas were ordered and he had easily agreed to the plan, they quickly made their way back to the wing of the home with their bedroom, a wing that the previous owners had added to the home in the past few years. 

Passing through the bedroom quickly, they climbed the staircase between their room and the garage, finding themselves in what they’d quickly decided would be Sam’s office. It was separated enough from the rest of the home to give her the privacy and quiet she needed for school, while also being close enough that she wasn’t far removed from everyone else. 

Just as Sam turned to say something to Chris, his phone began vibrating in his pocket. Giving her an apologetic look, he reached for it, his brow furrowing as he saw the name. “Hey are you almost here? I’m starving,” he asked Riley, able to tell Riley was on speakerphone in the car still.  

“I’m here but I don’t think you sent me the right address,” the boy told Chris, his voice tentative and a bit hesitant. Chris furrowed his brow as he knew he sent the right address, but as he made his way over to the windows overlooking the winding driveway, he was relieved as he watched Riley pull in behind Chris’ own car in Sam’s old green sedan. 

“It’s the right place, I see your car,” Chris reassured him, smirking to himself as he listened to Sam snort as he waited for Riley’s response.

“YOU BOUGHT THIS?!” The teenager nearly yelled, Chris pulling the phone away from his ear with a wince. “This is a fuckin’ mansion!” 

“Well get inside and come see your room,” Chris replied just before he hung up the call, following a giggling Sam down the stairs and outside through the porch to the driveway. He smiled fondly as Sam and Riley hugged each other tightly, able to practically see the weight of this moment, what it meant to them both. He was touched when the teenager hugged Chris tightly before following his sister towards the front door, leaving Chris to grab the pizza out of the still unlocked car. 

Once they were inside, both Sam and Chris’ eyes were locked on Riley’s frame, watching as the teenager excitedly looked in every room of the downstairs, opening doors to look inside bathrooms, closets, Chris’ small office, and the laundry room. He had practically the same reaction – except a bit less restrained – to Sam when he saw the kitchen and the primary suite, but when he turned to Chris and Sam back up in Sam’s office, his face looked like a kid on Christmas when he asked them, “Are we seriously going to live here?” 

Chris rolled his eyes fondy as that fond sideways grin slid back on his face, “No we just bought it to look at,” he sarcastically replied.

“After that smartass remark maybe I don’t want to live here,” Riley muttered, laughing when Chris shoved him playfully. 

“Will both of you idiots just shut up and let me have my moment?” Sam’s voice interrupted them, their light bickering stopping instantly. “I’ve never owned a house before and I want to enjoy it!” 

Her younger brother nodded, straightening up noticeably as he looked around the empty room, at the windows with a view of the pond and the sprawling land, complete with the small guesthouse and heated pool in the distance. Chris had a feeling Sam would put whatever desk she chose right in front of those windows, knowing she’d want to look at that view as much as possible. “What is this room going to be?” Riley asked, interrupting Chris’ thoughts. 

“Sammy’s office,” Chris informed him with a grin. “I told our realtor that anywhere we looked at needed to have a spot for Sam, so she’d have an office for her school work and everything.” 

But out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Sam cross her arms over her chest as she rolled her eyes and drawled, “Yeah because with a five bedroom house, the one thing we needed on top of that is an office…” 

“Well now who’s being the smartass?” Chris smirked as he turned to look at her, shooting her a wink as she gave him a look.

At Chris’ wink, Riley groaned, asking them, “Can we have our pizza before you two start making out?” 

They easily agreed, climbing the stairs to head back to where they’d left the pizza in the kitchen. But Sam soon broke the silence, curiously asking her brother,  “Why do you think Chris calling me a smartass means we’ll make out?” 

The teenager shrugged, muttering, “Because you two are gross, that’s why.” 

She laughed, turning her head to shoot Chris a small smirk at those words before she replied, “Well I’m not so sure you can say that the spot for my office was the selling point, I’m pretty sure that had something to do with the golf course right down the road.” 

“I mean… that didn’t hurt.” 

They reached the kitchen, grabbing the paper plates from the bag on top of the pizza box before Riley headed to sit down on the herringbone floors as Sam and Chris poured themselves more champagne in the kitchen. 

Chris glanced over at Sam, watching her move throughout their new kitchen, warmth filling him at that realization. “So you really like it, baby?” He asked her quietly, smiling softly as they met each other’s eyes. 

She smiled back, genuine emotion filling her expression. She hesitated several times before she spoke, enough that Chris began to needlessly worry whether something was wrong. But his question was answered when her voice, laden with emotion, replied, “I couldn’t love it more.” 

“We’re going to be really happy here together, Sammy,” he told her, moving to rub his hands over her arms as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, unable to not imagine them growing old together there, with Dodger, Riley, his niece and nephews, his siblings, and his parents all frequent visitors there. They’d host holidays here, have Christmas dinners in the dining room behind them, open gifts on Christmas morning – in just a few short months – in the den where Riley was now. They’d drive back here at the end of every baseball season, escaping the chaos of the previous seven months to relax in the peace and quiet, undisturbed for days. It’d be the home where Sam earned her degree, and maybe even more, and getting to see his girl reach her full potential, uninhibited by economic barriers was something that made Chris more emotional than anything. The entire home represented them, it was a culmination of the last nearly twenty-three years since they’d met each other thanks to Shanna and Sam’s friendship. And he wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“We already are happy together,” Sam corrected him, her voice heavy as it broke him out of his thoughts.

“Got that right, baby,” he smirked, leaning down to press a quick kiss to her lips before he blinked the tears away from his eyes and followed her into the den, pizza and champagne in hands.

Riley shook his head as he watched the replay on the restaurant’s TVs, disappointment filling his face. He munched on a fry before he dropped it, commenting to Chris, “They shouldn’t run the ball.” 

“I know, they never do,” Chris agreed easily, his leg tapping against the hightop barstool. His eyes stayed locked on the teenager next to him, looking as he eagerly watched the Patriots game. 

The boy moved to reach for his milkshake, pausing right before he took a sip and offering, “You want any of this milkshake?” 

“Nah, I’m good,” Chris shook his head before he cleared his throat, sitting up in his seat slightly. Riley nodded, taking a long sip of the milkshake, and his eyes stayed locked distractedly on the oversized televisions. “But there was something I wanted to talk to you about, bud.” 

He nodded slightly, barely reacting as he answered, “Uh huh.” 

Chris watched the teenager, seeing how distracted he was. He gave him a moment before he prodded further, telling him, “Riley, it’s serious.” 

Riley’s brows furrowed as he turned to look at Chris. “Is something going on?” He asked him quietly, a deep frown on his face. 

Chris cleared his throat, his face flushing as he stammered, “No, I mean, well hopefully yes,” and shrugged half-heartedly.  

Riley’s concern only deepened, his voice tense and insistent as he pleaded, “Can you just tell me already?” 

“You sound just like Sammy,” Chris smiled fondly, his eyes darting down to his lap momentarily before he cleared his throat, taking a deep breath. “And that’s what I want to talk about… I’m planning on asking Sam to marry me sometime soon.” 

He watched Riley anxiously, feeling incredibly sick as he confessed what he’d been planning for a while now to someone finally. And while he’d always planned to share the idea with Riley – and likely at least Scott – prior to the actual event, it didn’t mean that putting it into words didn’t terrify him even more, worried that Riley would react poorly. But he was confused when the teenager simply paused, looking down at the half-eaten burger and fries on his plate, whispering, “Oh,” before he reached for his milkshake again. 

“Just oh?” Chris asked him quietly, frowning slightly. “Is that a good oh, or a bad oh?” 

He shrugged his shoulders, his lips pursed as he admitted, “Good.” 

“Riley, I seriously want to hear your feelings about it. There’s a reason I’m talking to you first before asking Sammy,” Chris prodded openly, trying to get the teen to open up. It’d been a long effort of his and Sam’s to be more open not only with each other, but with Riley as well. The teen had been so used to living practically alone between his mother and Sam’s long work days, and the multitude of changes that Chris brought on when he stepped into their lives provided more stability, which also brought slightly uncomfortable conversations where they pushed each other to speak their minds and their emotions, despite how uncomfortable it may be. 

Riley shrugged again and the action hurt Chris more than he expected, but the words that followed only hurt more as he mumbled, “Well what you guys do isn’t really up to me.” 

“But it matters what you think, Riley,” Chris pushed back, wanting Riley to know how much not only Sam, but Chris as well, valued him and everything he thought about, felt, or even hated. They wanted to know everything he was willing to share and more. “You know how much Sam loves you and would never do anything that would hurt you, and neither would I.” 

“I know,” Riley whispered, swallowing nervously as he shifted in the seat. 

“If we get married, things are going to change, it’s just how it works, but I want to make sure you’re okay with it. I know it’s been a lot,” Chris began, his voice trailing off slightly as he saw Riley meet his eyes.

The teen nodded, keeping eye contact with Chris. “It’s just weird that a year ago it was basically just me and Sam in our apartment and now things are just so different,” he admitted finally.

“I know how much change you’ve gone through Riley, and I’m sorry that it hasn’t always been easy. I’m sorry that you and Sam haven’t always had it easy,” Chris apologized, meaning every word. He watched sadly as Riley broke away from his eyes to look at his lap, knowing how uncomfortable he must feel. “I just love your sister, Riley. I love her more than anything and I want to be with her and I want to keep being there for you because I love you too.” 

His eyes were wide and emotional as he looked back up at Chris, quietly confessing, “...I love you too Chris.” 

And although he didn’t verbalize it, Chris could see in the teenager’s eyes just how much he meant it. Chris had come to see how much Riley was like Sam in the fact that he stuffed so many of his own feelings, partly out of necessity, but then struggled to be vulnerable and open. He’d seen him slowly start to change a little, but with him being a teenager caused him to have even more trouble sharing than Sam could. But in that moment, Chris could see all the feelings in his eyes, and knew how much Riley meant what he said. 

Being the tactile person that he was, Chris couldn’t help himself and threw an arm around Riley’s shoulders to give him a side hug and smiled from ear to ear when Riley hugged him right back before saying, “If you want to ask Sam to marry you, I’m fine with that.” 

“I want you to be more than fine with it, Riley. I want it to be a good thing for everyone,” Chris told him, knowing that if Riley was the slightest bit uncomfortable or not okay with anything, he’d do anything to help him, even if it meant putting off proposing. 

“...It is,” Riley finally said, giving him a small grin. “I know how much you love Sam… even if I wish you weren’t so obvious about it in front of me.” 

Chris smiled widely, a lump in his throat and his eyes burning as the restaurant roared as the Patriots scored a touchdown. Riley’s eyes moved to the TVs, his jaw dropping as he watched the replay of the play happily. And while Chris watched Riley carefully, slightly envying the way Riley easily handled the intense conversation and shifted back to happily drinking his milkshake and enjoying the game, he knew he wouldn’t trade the emotional weight of the moment he felt so intensely for anything in the world. 

A/N: We freaking LOVED this chapter and seriously were so emotional. PLEASE share all your thoughts!

[sl-vega]

✧the slay anon saga✧

synopsis: all the posts recounting my investigation of the true identity of the SLAY anon. is it a romance? a friendship? a future rivalry? who knows

SEASON 1

01-the start of it all

02-i will find you

03-attention all suspects

04-it would be so sexy tho

05-must be good with your hands

06-slaying and slutting

07-trust issues for the win

08-they got me

09-a lead

10-denial will do you no good

11-you ain't innocent

12-a break-...for now

13-trust issues for the win: part 2

14-fanart coming in hot

15-trust issues for the win: part 3

16-trust issues for the win: part 4

17-gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss

18-trust issues for the win: part 5

19-mlb or radio rebel?

20-fanart contest

21-og slay anon returns

22-fr fr slay anon returns

23-do you love me?

24-KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE

25-w rizz

26-slay was meant to be

27-the mask falls

28-KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE: part 2

29-first place goes to....

30-the true identity of fr fr slay

31-an ode to the og slay anon

32-THE GRAND REVEAL

SEASON 2

01-the legacy continues

02-to slay or not to slay

03-challenge accepted

04-bob-y count

05-surpassing the elders

06-training montage in the works

07-redemption arc lets gooooooo

08-betrayal but not really

09-audience appreciation

10-pleasing the og

11-let me show you how to slay

12-an ode to slay anon the third

13-evidence

14-GOTTEM

15-appreciation for the poet

16-(○~○')/

17-the slowburn ain't slowburning

18-you can be the sherlock to my watson

19-an ode the the slay anons

20-the most iconic detective duo

21-the game is afoot

22-BUSTED

23-oddly wholesome

24-reunion between the poet and king

25-i hereby announce

26-it's complicated

27-a proposal

28-the palace of evil

29-fucking great vocabulary

30-accidental reveal

31-case closed

32-the sin of stupidity

SEASON 3

01-oh god there's another

02-NEW FRIEND

03-potential leads?

04-the game is afoot! (season 3 edition)

05-they're after watson

06-preparing for greatness

07-washroom anyone?

08-oh god there's another: part 2

09-swearing to the g-man

10-putting in a good word

11-the fourth of the legacy

12-shoutout to watson

13-friend or foe?

14-the honest poet

15-technical warrant

16-loopholes be loopholing

17-remembering fr fr slay

18-equal footing

19-ultimate loyalty

20-RIVALRY ARC

21-rivals to lovers anyone?

22-historians called them rivals

23-flirting?

24-sex ed era

25-potential leads?:part 2

26-flirting

27-time for an interrogation

28-historian called them rivals:part 2

29-potential side ship?

30-inevitable disappointment

[ifelllikeastar]

Yadier Molina, nicknamed "Yadi", is a former professional baseball catcher who played his entire 19-year career with the St. Louis Cardinals of Major League Baseball (MLB) and who is currently the team's Special Assistant to the President of Baseball Operations.

Molina catching aptitude showed as early as age five and developed quickly. His two older brothers, Bengie and Jose, also developed into distinguished defensive catchers with lengthy careers in MLB and each one of them won at least one World Series championship.

Yadier is considered one of the greatest defensive catchers of all time for his blocking ability and his caught-stealing percentage, Molina won nine Rawlings Gold Gloves and six Fielding Bible Awards. A two-time World Series champion, he played for Cardinals teams that made 12 playoff appearances and won four National League pennants. Molina also played for the Puerto Rican national team in four World Baseball Classic (WBC) tournaments, winning two silver medals.

Born Yadier Benjamín Molina on July 13, 1982 in Bayamon, Puerto Rico. His position was catcher, he threw right, jersey was #4. A 10x All-Star, 2x World Series his career summary is WAR 42.1 - AB 7817 - H 2168 - HR 176 - BA.277

[fantasy1njection]

90s MLB!Jschlatt

Age: 23

Height: 6'3”

Weight: 237

Jason was at college for a baseball scholarship, but also showed an interest in computer sciences. He was then drafted up to the MLB when he was only 19. Recruiters saw the potential in a skinny lefty pitcher with a serious slider and powerful outfield drives. He's now in the running to be a top pitcher, and is number 11 for the New York Mets. Jason was originally drafted for the Yankees, but his choice to keep his facial hair as it grew in got him transferred to the other NY team after his first season.

Occasionally, his coach will have him play left field if the team is up against a team that tends to hit drives out to left. He's fairly famous on his team, but his energy tends to run low, and his humor dry, making him not quite the favorite to interview. However, he's very into the game, and does manage to get the team loosened up emotionally before games and will crack jokes during practice.

His mustache and mutton chops, along with the one time he headbutted someone who pissed him off at a bar, earned him the nickname, “The Ram”. He was contracted out to Japan for the year after the incident at the urging of the owner, who thought that keeping him would be bad publicity due to his attitude. However, the nickname it earned him only made him more popular both locally and overseas. Though it was supposed to be a punishment, his time out did improve his attitude since he actually really enjoyed his time in Japan, delighting in the differing culture, even if he was seen as gaijin.

His go-to baseball snack is sunflower seeds, and he enjoys some bubblegum before the game starts, which has been a tradition of his since he was a kid. He's very family centered, loyal and religious, thanking God and his parents for his wins each time. But can and will be caught staring after Mrs. Met.

[mybuginette]

My favorites fics

So, im a spanish speaker who is still learning english and my teacher said that if i want to improve i need to write/speak more in my ordinary life...and theres no better way of doing that that writing about my hiperfixations on Tumblr, so here i go.

This is the first long post that i do, so im sorry if i have any grammar mistake, im trying i swear 😔✌️ 

So here's the list (without order):

The Growing Pains Of Child Soldiers by BloodWolf13 What do the citizens of Paris do, when they realize that their heroes are literally growing up before their eyes? They freak the fuck out. Or everybody realizes that the heroes of Paris are young teenagers and are a little (extremely) worried about children fighting a terrorist.

I have always been wondering if in canon parisian knows that Ladybug and Chat Noir are just teenagers.

I mean, in season 1 we have Theo having a crush on Ladybug (ik that Thomas said that hes like 16/19 but still weird) so i asumed that people thought that they were adults but then remembered that in Bubbler, he didn't talk to Ladynoir as if they were adults.

Then Sabine is worried about them bc they have been working a lot and this fic shows how it could be if the other adults of paris worried about them too.

It was interesting for me because its like a realistic version of mlb paris socity, the discussions about mental health, ethical dilemmas and literally has a university essay in the first chapter. Its an amazing fic and if somebody knows if the author has a tumblr let me know pls.

Review of Les aventures de Ladybug et Chat Noir by @sunfoxfic Alya Cesaire, moderator and writer for the Ladyblog, reviews the newest movie in France — Les aventures de Ladybug et Chat Noir. How will this movie hold up to the hype? How will it hold up to the truth? All on the Ladyblog.

In-universe fics are my favorites, i like to see the events of the show from the pov of a normal civilian and the love that parisians have for Ladybug and Chat Noir. In this fic we have a review of the Ladybug and Chat Noir movie by Alya, one thing that i found funny is how in-universe Lady and Chat have like 2 or 3 movies while in real life we just got the 1 movie 3 months ago 😭.

Also, its funny that poor Adrien probably was forced by his father to do that role just like in Frightningale and he had to act like Chat Noir good enough for his father but not so good that anybody could tell that it was the same voice.

Miraculously Ladybug? by @the-angst-lord ON HIATUS FOR UNTIL SEASON 5 PROBABLY Marinus "Xiang" Dupain Cheung just wanted to go to school and keep his head down, design clothes, and bake cookies. Instead, he finds himself jumping across rooftops, defeating supervillains and partnered up with a cat who has the ability to destroy anything he touches. What a first day of school. Adrien Agreste just wants friends and the freedom to live his life outside of his father's influence. He's all too eager to become a hero of justice and defend the people of Paris. Gaining a handsome ladybug-themed partner who embodies said ideal is just a bonus.

I really enjoy the genderbend fics and this has to be the best rewrite of the show that i've ever read.Marin has the best features of Marinette, but with his own essence and characterization, when you read you really know that he is a reinterpretation of Marinette character and i looooooooooved him.

The situations, the relationships and the reinterpretation of Chat Blanc was so goooood.

I also loved the Dupain-Cheng family background in Shangai special ✨

(and it has drawings too and the suits are soo pretty)

@the-angst-lord i love your fic man

Perfectly Platonic (Unless…) by @frostedpuffs After accidentally revealing their identities in less than ideal circumstances, Adrien and Marinette must navigate their newfound relationship as both partners and friends. Becoming best friends was a quick process, but when romantic feelings begin to bleed into what's supposed to be a platonic connection, their friendship starts to change in more ways than one. Surely it can't be that hard to hide their feelings from their best friend? (A post-reveal, pre-relationship fic full of romantic crushes, best friend shenanigans, and a whole lot of dumbassery.)

I just lost count of the times that i've re-read this fanfic, the jokes are so funny and Adrinette acting like Ladynoir and Ladynoir acting like Adrinette >>>

These idiots are so horny and so in love, i need more 😭😭

[rhmis-user-2020]

Unpopular opinion

The fact there are two Nathaniels in each fandom, yet they're so different that comparing these two is like apples and oranges. What I meant is MLB Nathaniel and Lolirock Nathaniel but for some reason! Lolirock was released on 18 October 2014 and Miraculous Ladybug on 19 October 2015 which means MLB just used a name that was already used in another show but made sure the character isn't too much like the character in the other show.

But at least Miraculous Ladybug gave their Nathaniel a last name.

[lisascumslut78]

tagged by @emily-prentits >_<

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

i have 6 (yeah, most of my works have never seen the light of day and probably never will </3)

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

9,508

3. what fandoms do you write for?

a lot ! but my published ones are Darna (2022) and MLB

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. i would not ask you (and neither would you) - 104 (Darna) 2. slaves to any semblance of touch - 103 (MLB) 3. you know i'll take my heart clean apart (if it helps yours beat) - 91 (Darna) 4. be unbroken (or be brave again) - 74 (Darna) 5. you knew who i was with every step that i ran to you - 69 (haha) (Darna)

5. do you respond to comments?

i do ! if it's weird, i don't. simple as that.

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

well. i tend to write fics with happier endings. but right now, i'm working on a rookie (2023) fic where it's not a happy ending so !

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

this one ! i loved the ending on this <3

8. do you get hate on fics?

i'm sure i do ! but i don't get comments or anything like that. 9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

yeah. what kind? hmm. i like to write angsty ones. like hate sex and all that.

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

somewhat. i don't know if it's crazy or anything... but i'm currently working on a mean girls x jennifer's body crossover. it's been in my drafts for YEARS. also a seven sundays x four sisters and a wedding crossover (these are filipino fillms, you don't know it. although i think it's on netflix if you want to see it, it's really good !)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of, no.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

i have not !

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

well. i wrote something with my sister once. never seeing the public eye, though.

14. what's your all time favourite ship?

oooooh i have a lot. hmmm. i would say darlentina though ! i don't know what about it that just scratches my brain just right. probs bc it's like the first and only filipino ship i was invested to lmfao.

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

the darlentina 5+1 fic, the mean girls crossover fic, the seven sundays crossover fic. ough. a lot. i doubt i'll ever finish that

16. what are your writing strengths?

i was told i'm very descriptive? i guess that. i don't really know lmao

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

i'm bilingual so translating stuff in my brain into the actual thing is Hard. and if i don't, it will come out as a half formed thought rather than a full, cohesive one. y'know?

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

well, yes, i do that. It's easier for me bc, as i've said. i'm bilingual. writing dialogue in filipino feels more natural to me, idk.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh school of rock (the show)

20. favorite fic you've written?

yeah the same as number seven !

no pressure tagging: @cadriona @apopcornkernel @teabreaking and anyone who wants to ! i don't know all my mutuals who write i'm sorry 😭