#not a fieldtrip fic

[callsign-bunnie]

Hey just a reminder that if you guys want the next part of anything that is request based, you have to ask for them.

This includes:

Slasher Fieldtrip

Slasher Party

Angels and Demons

Zombie Rudy

Pretty much anything I’ve spat out a random first chapter for and never followed up

I don’t want to do stories that no one wants, so if you want them, just send an ask :D it can literally just be “Hey [fic] part [whatever] please???” And I will give it. Hell, if you ask for even older fics that I’ve done, I usually will. Even ones I’ve ended, I might just need a plot.

Just a reminder

[foolondahill17]

Dean, Meg, and Cas rescue Bela from Hell:

There’s a backdoor to Hell through Lucifer’s crypt.

Meg reveals the edges of the gate with a whispered incantation in a tongue Dean’s spent the past five years trying to forget. When the brick cracks, it lets out a vacuum rush of icy air and the stench of sulfur.

Dean shoves down the lump that rises in his throat. He’s not going to survive this if he gets lost in memories.

“Dean,” Cas stops him, hand outstretched. Dean steps back before he can touch him. “You don’t need to do this,” Cas says. He doesn’t mention Dean’s flinch. Dean doesn’t know whether to be grateful or guilty.

“Come on, Romeos,” Meg snipes at them from the threshold of the looming Hellgate. “It won’t take long for security to notice the break-in.”

Before Cas has a chance to second-guess Dean’s decision again, Dean walks passed the angel. He tries to breathe through his mouth as the noxious odor grows stronger the closer he gets to the doorway. The air covers Dean like a cold, damp sheet. He shivers against the feel of it.

Hell isn’t quite what Dean remembers it. The corridor they enter is hewn from dark stone, abandoned and ancient as a tomb. The scent of blood and death creep below sulfur. Dean can’t help it: he gags and brings the collar of his shirt over his mouth.

“Fuck,” he chokes, eyes streaming.

“We need to move quickly,” Cas says. His eyes are heavy on the back of Dean’s head. “I don’t know how long a mortal can survive in this realm. It’s meant for souls.”

“Not like I didn’t say it before.” Meg rolls her eyes and jerks her head impatiently down the corridor. “Try not to do anything conspicuous,” she warns. “Angel and a human might as well be a flare gun down here.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, Linda Blair,” Dean growls. He looks at her and balks: a second before there was a petite brunet in front of him, but the deeper they move into Hell, the more demonic she becomes. Her body shifts and shimmers, fuzzing at the edges and contorting into something ugly and crude that Dean remembers from his nightmares. There are horns on her head and pointed teeth in her naked jaw.

“Like what you see, Virgil?” Meg smiles gruesomely at Dean’s obvious horror. “Our vessels are just an illusion down here. You’re seeing through the veil, big guy.”

Her flesh melts off in sheaths, leaving behind a hulking brute with blistered skin and bits of glimmering white bone. Dean knows this is what demons look like after they’ve been flayed open on the rack too many times to knit together again. Dean must have looked like this once upon a time before Cas rescued him.

“Shh,” Cas warns them both. He’s got his angel blade in his fist and he’s rigid where he stands. Dean looks for any sign of erosion in Cas’s vessel, but maybe angelic forms are more stable than demon’s because he still looks human.

Dean shivers as they move further down the corridor. Their way is lit by yellow flames on the walls. The fire emits a deathly chill, and soon Dean’s shuddering in full, wrapping his arms around his chest. He breathes and smoke comes out of his lips.

There’s the pinch of metal restraints at Dean’s wrists and ankles. He’s spread eagle on a wooden slab, arms and legs spread wide, splaying him like an absurd specimen pinned to a counter for dissection. The air is cold; he’s stripped naked.

Pinned like a butterfly, Alastair greets him with a smile.

“Take this.” Something touches his shoulders and Dean startles, whipping around with his blade, but it’s Cas. He’s holding out his trench coat.

“You’re freezing,” Cas says simply.

There’s a block of ice in Dean’s chest. He wants to protest, but the open earnestness in Cas’s face is too much to ignore.

Dean huffs and rolls his eyes, but he pulls on the jacket. It smells like Cas, and it’s unusually warm. Dean wonders if some of Cas’s grace has bonded with the fibers. Dean gulps back the strange feeling in his throat. At this point, he can’t tell between fear or any other feeling. He feels untethered and strange; Cas is right: Hell isn’t made for mortals. Dean wonders how long he’ll last before he dissipates into the air, leaving only his shivering, naked soul behind.

“You hear them, Deano?” Meg asks.

Dean can. There’s shouting in the distance: the telltale moan of despair and agony that served as soundtrack to Dean’s forty years. Whatever perimeter passageway the crypt let them into, they’re approaching the eye of Hell. Meg’s directions have bypassed the ugly innards of the many rings of suffering until now.

“I can make it so you can’t,” Cas says. He lifts his fingers. The sympathy in his eyes is sickening.

“Don’t touch me,” Dean says, emotionless, and pushes forward.

The air is so cold, Dean can’t feel his face. The doors between these empty, guarded caverns and Hell-proper are heavy wood. The door screams on its hinges and suddenly they’ve entered the gray, frozen tundra of Treachery.

The screaming is impossible to ignore. Impaled on icicles and metal rods are mangled, squirming souls, dimmed enough to emit merely a faint glow, still holding to their human shapes enough for Dean to see rent flesh, awkwardly twisted limbs, and shards of bone. There are hooks hanging overhead like a butcher’s locker. Some are tipped with shredded pieces of meat. Some hold souls in place, waiting for their turn.

There are demons at work here, too enmeshed in their roles to pay attention to a wayward demon, angel, and human. Dean stumbles to a stop, boots slick on the slush. Meg knew the way to get here, but this is where Dean’s knowledge begins.

His breathing comes in gasps.

“Dean,” Cas says, voice strangled. His palm touches Dean’s shoulder. Dean jolts away and kicks himself forward. If he stops now, he won’t be able to start again.

Dean knows they’ll find her in Caina.

Dean worried he wouldn’t recognize her – if her body would be too brutalized to identify – but the little blond girl standing over a soul with a grin and blood dripping from her hands is easy to spot once Dean gets over his initial shock of thinking it’s Lilith.

“Oh,” the girl says, blinking her gray eyes at the three of them. She brushes her hair back and leaves a streak of blood on her pale cheek. The last time Dean heard this voice, it was screaming. “Dean Winchester. Lovely to see you again.”

Dean blinks, and she’s no longer a child. She’s a young woman as Dean knew her. He blinks again and she’s a shredded monster, nearer demon than human. Her eyes are muddy gray. A young demon, as demon’s go. Dean knows she’s been down here for less than a millennium in Hell-years.

Dean can’t pull in a full breath. The cold nips at his lungs. He says on a gust, “Bela.”

“Guess again,” Bela says, smile playing across her pink lips.

“We’re here to help you,” Dean says.

“No,” Bela tells him. Her eyes are deranged with anger and wild hate. Her voice reverberates across the frozen, dead plain. It echoes everywhere and nowhere, within and without Dean’s own head. “There’s nothing left to help.”

“Please, Bela,” Dean tries.

“Hell has created a new creature,” Bela says. “Bela’s dead.” She traces her thumb against the edge of her knife.

Dean remembers the feel of that knife in his own hand. He remembers Alastair’s breath in his ear as he taught him how to carve. Sometimes Dean misses it. He misses the feel of Alastair’s blades, fingers, lips on his body. He misses the hard buck of a soul under his razor.

Bela Talbot was the first soul Dean tortured in Hell.

Dean…Winchester, Bela simpered above the band taught across her chin. She was naked, belted down at the hips, chest, wrists, and ankles. There was blood tangled in her matted blond hair. Should have known I’d bump into you eventually.

I didn’t know you two were friends, Alastair lied. Why don’t you show Bela what you’ve learned, Deano?

Her first scream ripped Dean out of his own body. It was intoxicating and invigorating. It felt like freedom. Bela’s screams filled Dean’s head with stillness for the first time since he arrived in Hell. He tore at her until she begged for her father not to touch her.

Torture isn’t about watching someone break, not really. That’s what Alastair taught Dean. Truth is: Dean broke five years before Alastair unchained him. Truth is, Dean begged for his chance to hold the knife long before Alastair gave it to him.

“Dean!” Cas is yelling into Dean’s ear. Dean is on his knees, head spinning.

He wrenches hard against Cas’s grip and nearly lands flat on his face on the icy ground. Bela laughs above him, face haughty and proud like he knew it in life.

“Bela, please.” It’s Cas who tries this time. “I’m an Angel of the Lord. I’m here to save you.”

“Angel?” Bela laughs, high and wild. “My very own angel? What am I, paroled for good behavior?”

“You don’t belong here,” Dean says with difficulty. “The deal you made – it wasn’t fair. You shouldn’t be here.”

Bela laughs again, lower this time. “You know, no one else got let off easy like you, Dean. The rest of us had to fight our way off the rack. We didn’t have our own special demon urging us to break. We had to earn it. Do you know how long it took me? Do you know how long it took for me to claw myself off? Two-hundred years. Two-hundred years at the end of their blades.”

“You didn’t,” Dean chokes. “You didn’t deserve it.”

“You speak to me like you know me,” Bela scoffs. “Like you have any idea what it is to exist like this. You never did come into your own, despite being the prize pupil. You only had ten years of practice, after all. You were always so brutal. Sometimes I wondered whether you wanted to get it over with quickly.”

“I know,” Dean forces himself to keep going. “I know about your dad, Bela. I know. You were a kid.” Dean’s eyes stream, and he can’t stop it. He remembers hands on him in dirty bathroom stalls and urine stinking back alleys. He blinks the tears away to clear his vision. “It wasn’t your fault. You were just a scared kid, and you didn’t – you didn’t deserve it.”

His voice bites off when Bela clenches her fist, and an invisible hand tightens around Dean’s throat, cutting off his air. His vision darkens.

“You did this to me,” Bela spits. “I watched the other souls turn. I watched them become evil, deranged, creeping things. And I thought to myself I wouldn’t let them do that to me. I’d rather be hurt. But then you – you – they called you the righteous man. They talked about your valiance. Your bravery. Your honor,” she scoffs.

“And the things you did to me – the things you did to me even when you knew me. When I pleaded with you to stop. You made me decide, no matter how long it took, I’d take up the blade. I would be better. I would be crueler. And I would enjoy it. The way you enjoyed hurting me. The way they all enjoyed it.”

Dean’s head spins. He wheezes, unable to speak. Stars pop in the corners of his vision.

“Abbie, enough,” Meg snaps. Her voice is hard. Her eyes burn.

Bela releases Dean’s throat, face falling slack. Dean gags for breath. Cas hovers over him, arm outstretched but clearly reluctant to touch him again.

“You’ve said enough,” Meg says. “Let them help you.”

Bela’s face is angry now instead of pompous, like Meg’s managed to dig at something Dean or Cas couldn’t. “You know,” she sneers. “You know what I’ve done.”

“Yes, I know, and you are an infant,” Meg spits. Her shoulders straighten. She seems to grow twice her size. She sizzles with sparking heat, and Dean’s suddenly aware that he’s never known her real name. She’s a demon millennia year’s older than Dean can imagine. She has spent centuries enacting horrors untold, evils that make you sick to look at.

“You can’t!” Bela shrieks. “You can’t make me do this!”

“I’ve taught you the things you know,” Meg thunders. “The things you’ve done I’ve done to you. The things you’ve seen, I’ve shown you.”

Bela screams. She covers her face with her arms. She flashes into a monster, oozing blood and flaking ash from her flesh before she fizzes back into the form of a little girl, shuddering with sobs.

“Please,” she begs. “Please, don’t make me.”

“I can’t make you,” Cas steps forward. “It’s a choice you have to make for yourself.”

“H-how?” Bela whimpers.

“Repentance,” Cas says simply.

Bela snorts. She’s again a fresh-faced and sneering adult like she was in life. “Must I accept Jesus Christ into my heart as my savior?”

Dean knows then she’s not too long gone if she can still say Christ’s name, despite the spark of pain that runs through Meg’s form to hear it.

“Jesus isn’t the one you should ask forgiveness from,” Cas says.

“Who then?” Bela asks. Her voice is strained, betraying her torment.

“Name them,” Cas instructs her. “You remember.”

Bela sucks in a shuddering breath. Her eyes leak gray water down her face. “Laverne Swanson,” Bela gasps. “Richard Marlo. Bridget Delaney. Reanna Ackerson.” She gulps back another sob. Her lips tremble. “Gregory Daniels,” she continues.

She lists them, one after the other. Dean loses count of how many. He thinks, once upon a time, he could have done the same.

“Gert Case,” Bela whispers finally. Her voice has gone hoarse. “Robert Singer. Sam Winchester. D-Dean Winchester.”

Her throat works soundlessly. Barely above a whisper, she says, “Maryanne and – and Cyrus Talbot.”

“No,” Cas corrects her gently. “No, Abigail. Not them.”

Bela bows over, spine arched, sobbing into her knees. Her hair flows tangled down her back. Cas approaches. He touches the top of her head, and she lifts her face to meet him. She glows from within before her form dissolves at the edges, spreading like a drop of ink in water. And then the glow comes back together and contracts into a blinding ball of light. Cas holds her in both hands, cupped liked he’s carrying water from a spring.

“Get up, Winchester,” Meg says. But her hand is firm, not rough, on Dean’s elbow, as she hauls him to his feet.

Part of this larger story

[dandelion-wings]

I made it my New Year's resolution to finish a pre-2023 WIP (actually I think I set the cutoff at October 2022 because I wrote like two paragraphs and an outline of five or six fic ideas down in the last few months of 2022 and those feel too New to count when I have stuff sitting in my WIP folder from 2020) every month this year, with the hope of maybe even doing more and clearing them out (I've also resolved to throw any that I determine I'm not going to finish into the recycling folder), but I got sidetracked in March by both the cat transformation fic and RL stresses, and I don't think I'm going to manage one this month. :< Maybe I can pull off two in April to make up for it....

[parknerficrecblog]

Ok so I read this fic once where Peter went on a field trip to SI with his class but Harley is there and there’s a part at the end where they go to the gym and Harley fights flash but I can’t find it anywhere

I don't know if this is the one you are looking for but I don't really read the trope since 2019 when I originally got into parkner. I believe I have read multiple versions of the trope back then but this was the one that uses the word gym in it. Let us know if its not the fic that you are looking for. - Dyl

An Embarrassing Field Trip for the Books by okaybi - Going on a field trip to his home isn’t exactly ideal, but Peter figures the outcome is worth the embarrassment.

[hlficlibrary]

HL Fic Library 🧡 Kid Fics

Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find the library's other recs here.

🧡 the wonderlands by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci {M, 150k}

"Somewhere between chaos and control — these are the wonderlands."

Harry's daughter, Andy, is signed to Louis' girl band. Her path to success is marked by competition, chaos, and for Harry, a love affair.

🧡 Flour and Chocolate by teaandtumblr {M, 145k}

It was nice, for a bakery he supposed.

Then he approached the display cabinet.

And the foreboding slammed into him. Because every product had letters next to it. Letters. GF, DF, V, O, VGN.

What. The. Fuck?

Lifting his eyes to the chalkboard menu spread across the back wall Louis felt physically ill. ‘Gluten-free’, ‘organic’, ‘vegan’, ‘paleo’, ‘dair-…’ Wait, what the fuck was a paleo? He had entered some hipster-trash establishment and it was more than time to get out.

 OR Louis is a single dad and Harry works at the newly opened bakery down the street.

🧡 Face Your Fears by @sadaveniren {E, 92k}

Harry is a single father, pretending to be a beta after his alpha mated him and left him. He’s getting by just fine raising the twins when Louis walks into his bakery. Too bad him and Louis will never be a thing.

🧡 Just Pretend by @kingsofeverything {E, 90k}

Louis Tomlinson is a divorced dad who doesn't date. What free time he has, he likes to spend with his teenage daughter, and if he wants to take someone home, he does it when she's spending the weekend with her mom.

Then he meets Harry Styles, another divorced dad with a teenage daughter, who convinces him it’s a good idea to pretend they're dating to keep their kids happy.

🧡 Standing on the Edge of Forever by EllaO {M, 55k}

“So let me get this straight. You took Mr. Squiggles from the classroom habitat, took him with you on your fieldtrip to the zoo, and released him in the aviary?”

Harry Styles is a single father, just trying to keep his life organized after losing his husband four years earlier. Between his daughter, Liam's hellion twins, and Sophia throwing him into any romantic tangle she can think of, life gets a little crazy. Of course, everything changes the moment Lo and the twins get interested in their school musical, The Wizard of Oz. Because the new director, Louis Tomlinson, is just about the most attractive man that Harry has ever seen.

Featuring adorable Dad Harry, hotshot actor Louis, three sassy kids, a badass Sophia Smith, and a Liam who just wants all their kids to be well behaved.

🧡 A Life That We Share (I Owe It All to You) by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings {M, 50k}

When Harry's son came home from school crying he didn't think things could get any worse. Lucky for them, things were just about to change for the best.

or Harry's son get bullied until Louis' son shows up :)

🧡 Chasing, Searching, Dreaming by @parmahamlarrie {E, 46k}

Everyone is chasing, searching, dreaming of their soulmate.

Harry has known who his soulmate is since he was twenty years old, and ever since, he has been waiting for Louis to be ready for him. The unexpected passing of Louis' mum, and the fact that now he is the guardian of his twin two-year-old little siblings, just means that Harry is going to have to wait a bit longer.

A soulmate AU full of cute kids, house building, therapy, and a lot of dreaming.

🧡 hymns for restless stars by @turnyourankle {E, 37k}

Every Holiday season Louis has his pupils write down their Christmas wishes for class. He's read almost every wish under the sun, but one girl's wish takes him by surprise. It's for her uncle not to be alone anymore. It's not a wild wish by any means, but Louis had no idea that former teen idol Harry Styles was lonely in the first place.

🧡 Bitter Ends Turn Sweet by @allwaswell16 {E, 30k}

It had been four years since Harry first heard the song his ex wrote about him and far longer since they broke up. He forgave Louis long ago, and now his life was focused on his career, his family, and especially his son, Max. But Louis was back in Chicago, after all this time, and he’s not an easy man to ignore.

Or a songfic inspired by the song Chicago

🧡 Love is a Compass by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10 {M, 27k}

Louis smiled to himself, knowing what Cameron was hinting at. “Did you want to stay with me in my warm bed?”

Cameron nodded as he slipped his thumb back into mouth, fighting to keep his eyes open now. “Please, Lou.”

“Sure. get some sleep, okay?” Louis hugged him tighter and closed his own eyes, his arms heavy with the weight of the little boy they were wrapped around. Just as Louis was dozing off, his eyes too heavy to keep open anymore, he heard whispered words that shattered his heart into a million more pieces.

“Please don’t go to heaven too, Lou.”

Harry waltzes into Louis’ life when everything seems to be crumbling around him. A dad overnight, grief stricken and learning to be a parent as he goes, Harry helps to bring light, laughter and, of course, baked goods back into their lives.

🧡 Enchanted by @brightgolden {E, 25k}

“My close friends usually call me H,” Harry mumbles suddenly after Louis wraps up his story.

That’s unexpected. “Are you telling me I’m your close friend now?” Louis quips, squinting his eyes at Harry.

OR Where Louis finally meets his neighbour. After a few conversations, he begins to realise he is too weak to resist the charms of the new mother and his six month old daughter.

🧡 Barefoot in Blue Jeans by @indiaalphawhiskey {E, 24k}

AU. Louis Tomlinson is trying desperately hard not to fall for his son’s au pair, but he can’t, for the life of him, remember why.

475. The hope that this fear is unfounded.

🧡 Home for Christmas by @haloeverlasting {G, 22k}

The Shameless Hallmark Movie AU you probably didn't ask for.

Or, the one where Harry didn't think he wanted a family, but with a little Christmas magic (and maybe one Louis Tomlinson) he realizes that he is very, very wrong.

🧡 Took Me by Surprise by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird {M, 20k}

Louis Tomlinson and his best friend Bridget had a daughter when they were very young and he was on the brink of becoming the next MLS star. Until he blew out his knee.

A decade later, he's the head anchor of the American version of Match of the Day and is raising the coolest nine-year-old on the planet, who happens to be obsessed with Harry Styles - popstar, musician, and all-around household name.

🧡 The Baby Whisperer by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom {E, 18k}

Harry’s newborn baby is having trouble sleeping and nothing he does seems to work. Tired and alone and at his wits end, Harry is at a loss until a new neighbour arrives to turn his world upside down.

OR the one where being neighbourly takes on a whole new meaning.

🧡 Fugue by iwillpaintasongforlou / @canonlarry {E, 16k}

Harry falls asleep a 17 year-old who lives in Cheshire and is probably rockstar Louis Tomlinson's biggest fan. He wakes up 24 with a wedding ring on his finger, two kids, and Louis Tomlinson attempting to wake him up with a blow job. The doctor calls it organic retrograde amnesia, says he might never get back the last seven years of his life. The only thing that feels the same is how he feels when Louis touches him, and maybe that's enough to make him fall in love all over again.

🧡 You're A Universe by Jiksa / @jiksax {E, 15k}

Harry doesn’t ever mean to hurt him; Louis doesn’t know how to tell him that it’s the only thing he ever does anymore.

Or, Louis’s a stay-at-home dad in London and Harry’s a business expat in Qatar. Louis doesn’t know how much longer their marriage can survive the distance.

🧡 reckless behaviour by @nouies {E, 13k}

Harry is a retired football player looking for a new opportunity. Louis is the image consultant hired to help him find it.

🧡 It'll Be by @styleandsin {E, 13k}

Louis has always wanted children and he decides he's done waiting for love to come first. However, after adopting a baby girl just days after she's born, he quickly realizes how hard parenting is. Louis hires Harry to be his Nanny, and it all works out great. Until Louis falls in love with him.

🧡 How It Begins (series) by @phdmama {E, 8k}

New town, new job, new school for his daughter. It's a chance to start again for Louis Tomlinson, a clean slate.

Or is it?

[spookberry]

Whatever happened to the good ol fieldtrip to the ghost zone fics, i miss those, we never talk about them anymore

[fangirlingpuggle]

A super super dumb DP AU/fic prompt idea with protective Amity and again dad clockwork.

AU where Danny doesn’t have powers as under control as he thinks he does eyes glowing bright green, turning invisible or phasing through things without noticing accidentally floating just it’s super obvious and literally nearly everyone in Amity has noticed but aren’t sure if other people have noticed. Everyone’s a bit unsure about how to feel until mayor Masters has Maddie and Jack do a seminar on ghosts (As he thinks town hates Phantom and is trying to encourage it) They spend a lot of it talking about dissection and Phantom and every single person there is horrified, they’re all very glad that Sam and Tucker snuck out with Danny at the start.

After that universal agreement nobody mentions Danny is Phantom and they all protect him. Sam and Tuckers parents are now always inviting Dany to stay over other civilians if a ghost is attacking will make excuses and get out of the way so Danny can transform in ‘secret’.

They also start making own views on ghosts based how kids talk about them like if they see Ghost on motorcycle with sentient shadow driving about, they don’t freak out but will is it’s the hunter in the exoskeleton and the one called Plasmius is apparently a creep and trying to forcefully adopt/kidnap phantom and may or may not have cloned him?

But there are times when they really need to contact a parent or need some adult to look after the kid, one who’s not talked for 2 hours about dissecting him also they need to talk about ghost things because they have no idea if this ghost stuff is normal ghost stuff or we should be worried ghost stuff like the sneezing and freezing the entire gym... IS THAT A NORMAL GHOST THING? DOES DANNY HAVE A GHOST COLD? CAN GHOSTS GET A COLD?

While hearing kids talk about ghosts, they hear about ones who kids clearly trust and most common name is Clockwork...Amity as a whole just decides yep you are a responsible ghost adult, please parent this child...

Clockwork isn’t sure how he ended up sitting in on a parent teacher conference and going to PTA meetings or arranging sleepovers but...this is a thing now.

Danny:...what is going on?

Clockwork: Daniel I have no idea either.

Clockwork:....

Clockwork:Here’s your permission slip for the next fieldtrip

Bonus: Wes was not there he is the only one in Amty besides Vlad and the Fentons who don’t know

[officialparknerawards]

This Year’s Nominations

Fic Nominations

Best in Fluff

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“confessions (just for you)” by blxrryfxcxd

“(A Picture Can Say) A Thousand Words” by shipskicksandgiggles

“You’re Breathtaking” by Tea_For_One_Please

“Pete, I’m Fake Drunk and Wanna Go Home” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in Hurt/comfort

“a rainbow doesn’t always have a pot of gold” by Scarlettpin

“She’s My Sister” by Weirdness_36

“For the First Time, Eye to Eye” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in Angst

“Tools to Fix You” by shipskicksandgiggles

“we were all just humans” by MayWilder

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

“rise and fall of the tides” by enzhe, MayWilder

Best in Fieldtrip

“Obligatory Field Trip Fic” by Dredfulhapiness

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Social Media AU

“A Spider on the Web” by bee bark (nachtwaechterin)

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“creeper, aw man” by impravidus

“twitter beef so salty and scalding hot that it’s a well done steak” by impravidus

Best in Post-No Way Home

“We’re Happy To Serve You” by ExcaliburLibrary

“After You” by WaywardKeener

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

Best in Non-canon Compliant

“Space in Your Bed” by PeachyKeener

“we were all just humans” by MayWilder

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

“Tennessee Whiskey” by Superstitious

“Lemon Boy” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in College/University

“Too busy being yours” by everythingisconnected

“Or Whatever” by shipskicksandgiggles

“The Hottie Across the Hall” by coconutknightshade

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

Best in Superhero Harley Keener

“it’s always who is spider-man, never how is spider-man” by i_regret_thatpersonalityquiz

“saving peter” by thompsborn

“Parkner Meets Miraculous Ladybug Tropes” by impravidus

Best in Identity Reveal

“Spider At Home (ah-ah)” by the_oncoming_stormageddon

“Simply the Best” by impravidus

“As You Wish” by Superstitious

“Tennessee Whiskey” by Superstitious

Best in Future Fics

“Head in the Stars” by shipskicksandgiggles

“not done yet” by thompsborn

“no one else was in the room where it happened” by LilacsAndLilies

Best in Proposal/Marriage

“The Proposal” by impravidus

“Stuck in the Middle” by impravidus

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Tony Stark Involved

“The Hottie Across the Hall” by coconutknightshade

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“Devils in the Details (but you got a friend in me)” by PeachyKeener

“Well, this is awkward” by Saturning

Best in Soulmates

“Lobsters are mermaids to scorpions” by sammiespider

“Garden Growing” by saladbabie

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Art Nominations

Best in Digital Art

Harley Keener Introduced At CEO of SI by TEDDY

"Laddie & Spidey !!" by cqlementine

Unnamed by Darka

Best in Physical Art

Aka Peter and Harley won’t stop flirting by Mauvera

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For October Parkner Week by EmmaElsa0000

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Best in New Writers

Weirdness_36

DiAngelosBae

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@official-impravidus

@thompsborn

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Best in Artist

@peanuttoffee

@cqlementine

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[gohanvegeta]

does anyone else remember when "gohan and his classmates go on a fieldtrip to capsule corp" was a popular fic trope in the 2000s/early 2010s. can we bring it back i feel like it would be so funny

[percabeth4life]

Rare Love of Olympus

Hello everyone and welcome to the Rare Love of Olympus event! An Event focusing on the rare pair ships, both romantic and platonic, of the Riordanverse.

Rules of the event:

This is an event focused on rare pairs, which is defined in this event as pairings that have less than 100 fics for them on ao3.

Pairings may be romantic or platonic

There are two prompts per day, you can do two fics per day, combine the prompts into one fic, pick one prompt per day, or just do one day of the week

If you post on tumblr tag it with #rareolympus2024

If you're posting on ao3 please add it to the event collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Rare_Love_of_Olympus_2024

No wordcount min or max

Posting for one day does not mean you have to for every day

No sign-up required

Prompts written plainly:

Monday January 8th

Olympics (Godly)

Camp Jupiter Baths

Tuesday January 9th

Politics AU

Remembrance

Wednesday January 10th

Royalty AU

Winter Solstice Fieldtrip

Thursday January 11th

Soulmate AU

Protective Partner

Friday January 12th

Titan Wartime Bonding

Lost at Sea

Please feel free to share this so that we can welcome more people to the event <3

Discord Link: HERE

[ghostofafruit]

So i'm working on a lot of fics at the moment, the oneshots will continue as I always have with loose hope that i'll finish them before I lose interest in them but I have several multi chapter/longform fics I wish to work on. There is a poll at the bottom of this post and I just want to get a guide idea for what people would want first, below are the four longer fics I'm trying to finish and get out and a little description about them.

Martha/Rose Season 3 onwards rewrite - A Martha/Rose multichapter rewrite of season 3 featuring less leading on of Martha, a role swap between Rose and the Doctor, and an actual relationship. Would probably contain immortal/bad wolf Rose.

Rose and Ten in the MCU - A doctorrose long oneshot (It was meant to be maybe 5k and I haven't even gotten to my main points for writing it yet and it's over double that). They've crashed into the MCU and they can't get the Tardis to start back up again, she won't even do a short jump within the universe, so they're stuck on Earth and have to settle down. Rose becomes an English teacher at Peter's school. Later into the year there's a fieldtrip to stark industries, and the Doctor and Rose get the help of Peter and Tony to get back home. (I actually have a sequel planned too, a human nature/family of blood rewrite where the Doctor crashes them into that universe to hide out)

Married Life - a season 2 onwards multichapter rewrite starting at the werewolf episode going forward Each chapter alternates between an episode rewrite and an original, hopefully more relaxed, adventure.

It's not really a secret - originally intended as a multichapter Merlin fic, inspired by a prompt from @onceandfuturelesbian in which Uther finds out about Merlin's magic and tries to kill him for it. The first chapter came out over a year ago and I've been really struggling with it. Now it is intended to be finished as a longer oneshot with Merthur happening around halfway through.

Rose Tyler's guide to becoming a superhero - Immortal Rose Tyler is trying to get back to her birth universe after her family are all gone (she's in her 300s she wanted to hang around and explore that universe) but her one attempt on the canon lands her not in her original universe but one full of heros and villains. Her brother Tony had liked comics, though she never had, and through him and her hazy memory of his rambles about his comics, she has a pretty rough idea of what's going on. She starts out as a teacher, but one of her students is Peter Parker and that name rings a bell from Tony's ramblings. It takes a little while, but she realises he's Spider-Man and sets on to help him however she can. Good thing Bad Wolf left behind a couple things more than just immortality.

[callsign-bunnie]

hihi a second part of the professer graves would be really cool, if you dont mind ^^

It's in the Queue for tomorrow. Next week, you guys will only get one chapter, because I'm doing an Angels and Demons chapter, a Slasher Fieldtrip, Slasher Party, and Teacher's Pet :D I'm also putting some stuff together for the Western AU

If you want to make sure you're tagged in the next chapter of any of these, here's the taglist form

[fleursfairies]

which character in a "peter takes a fieldtrip to avengers tower" fic are you

personally im clint in the vents

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

From The Ashes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49305790 by JAWorley Midtown Tech burns down during the second week of school. Faced with all of the students having to transfer to other schools for the rest of the year, including Peter, Tony decides to offer the first three floors of Stark Tower (which are mostly empty because they were being renovated) to Midtown. That way his kid won’t have to transfer schools and lose his friends. OR Mr. Morita asks Tony why he’s doing this, and Tony says it’s for his kid, but doesn’t specify who that is. A fun fic with mostly outsider POV’s. Does this count as a Peter’s Field Trip To Stark Industries story? I don’t know. Is it outlandish and fun? Absolutely. Words: 6696, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Principal Morita (Marvel), Jim Morita, Ned Leeds, Flash Thompson, Happy Hogan, Pepper Potts Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark Additional Tags: POV Outsider, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, It's minor angst, Irondad, Iron Dad, spiderson, spider son, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark is Good With Kids, Good Tony Stark, Tony Stark adopted Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Precious Peter Parker, Peter Parker's Field Trip to Stark Industries, IDK if this counts as a fieldtrip fic or not given it's year long, Bully Flash Thompson, Flash Thompson Being A Jerk, Flash Thompson Bullies Peter Parker, Tony is a good dad read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49305790

[spinosworks]

Tell me more about only freaks go to gotham for a fieldtrip!

rjdjd HHAA okay so-

ive always thought that people going to gotham for field trip fics was just??? so dumb and silly. love how certain ppl can execute that in fics but the thought of ppl going to Crime Town USA for enrichment is hilarious to me.

then i started thinking 'huh, i bet amity parkers would be that crazy' and did some more thinking. i started cobbling together different aus that have been floating around the phandom until i got this monstrosity: the guardian spirit field trip au (those posts are just some stepping points for those who don't know. its one of my fave aus)

the casper high field trips had steadily been to more and more dangerous places (or at least activities that most people would be too scared to do bc of the high chance of death). the final straw was when students asked if they could go to gotham and the staff didn't see anything wrong with it. after all, why worry when phantom was just a prayer away?

the effects of phantoms protection has left a lot of amity citizens a bit more blasé abt these things but they care. they leave letters from their travels and gifts for phantom. they're still new to having someone be able to save them if they needed it

danny on the other hand has slowly been getting a bit more unstable. he's a bit too keyed into his obsession right now and needs help managing it. when he hears about the trip to gotham, he's actually relieved.

'batman is a guardian spirit too,' he thinks to himself with a relieved sigh, 'batman will know how to handle this, the paranoia'

TOO BAD BATMAN IS JUST SOME GUY HAHAHA (that's mean of me sorry)

anyways, danny is one of the people who is out here advocating to staff how educational and safe the trip to gotham will be. he's fighting tooth and nail to get the trip approved. it's true that he could fly to gotham and just ask, but getting an alibi and a place to rest while there would take a huge load off of his shoulders.

when the trip is finally approved, danny (and a lot of other people) are ecstatic. that is, until the conditions.

no reanimating your lunch with street ectoplasm ("we're serious about this, the next person to do so gets suspended")

no going anywhere without your phantom necklaces

no students with grades less than a C average for the past grading period

danny is devastated. his grades had been on the rise but with the added sensory hell that is being able to tell when the people you protect get hurt, he hasn't been studying as well as he could.

as the rest of casper high's students heads out to gotham, arms loaded high with phantom merchandise and promises to send back gifts for their resident hero. danny can only watch as he realizes he sent his people into gotham alone.

gotham on the other hand, are not ready for the almost cult like mentality of amity parkers teen population. gothamites think phantom is just some hero who got a really big head. and an entire school group heading to *gotham* of a places for a fun weekend getaway? they don't know what's in the water up in amity but it sounds like it's going to get someone killed.

the bats think it's suspicious and try to look into it. extending an invitation to tour one of the many wayne facilities/programs wouldnt be too out of place would it? either way it would be good for them, keeping clueless civilians who don't seem to care about the danger they're in out of harms way is just part of the job. (they just wish that getting information that made sense from them was that easy)

[cowprintsillies]

[taps microphone twice, salesman voice]

DO YOU LIKE GENERATION LOSS? DO YOU LIKE THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES?

WELL BOY DO I HAVE A CROSSOVER FIC FOR YOU! (please it’s in the style of the transcript and everything) (it’s even got footnotes) (it took a month)

IT FEATURES:

Gerry Keay & Gertrude! Ranboo & Charlie! Sneeg! Oliver Banks! Spiders!

ITS GOT:

GenLoss crew as avatars! Biblically accurate formatting! Footnotes! Banter! Gore implied though auditory descriptions! Spiders! No content warnings! A 6k word count! Mall exploration!

THE SUMMARY? GLAD YOU ASKED:

[THE RECORDING APPEARS TO HAVE BEGUN MIDWAY THROUGH THE SENTENCE, SLIGHTLY MUFFLED]

GERARD

-u’re sure this is worth it?

GERTRUDE

Aldelard Dekker certainly seems to think so.

GERARD

[muttered] I think you’re finally losing the battle against old age.

GERTRUDE

You want to stop the birth of The Extinction as much as I do, Gerard, and the location seems rather promising.

or: Life changing fieldtrip with Gertrude Robinson, next stop, an abandoned mall.

-

Thank you for coming to my sales pitch