#olympic AU

[ssoliloquyy]

throughout heaven and earth, i alone am the muffin man.

there is no prison realm in this au— it’s just kenjaku olympic muffin kidnapping gymnast gojo

[kydrogendragon]

"And here we go, Robert Gadling gets ready for his third shot at the pole vault tonight," the announcers call out. Robyn and Orpheus sit on the couch at the Walker's, eyes glued to the television set. Rose, Jed, and Lyta crowd around the living room along with Lucienne and Jessamy and Matthew and even Jo and Rachel. Everyone had come over for the watch party.

"And here he goes. He needs to beat Sam Kendricks's score by at least three tenths if he wants to get a spot on that podium tonight. When we saw him back in Tokyo, he earned himself a silver medal. Let's see if he can earn himself a gold tonight."

Robyn leans closer. He grips the edge of the couch, eyes wide as his father takes a breath and races forward, pole in hand.

"And here he goes! Strong start there, good grip on that pole. Distance is looking good, maybe a bit short and oh!"

Their dad plants the pole down and thrusts himself up, up, up! He curves around the upper bar and...he hits it. He comes falling down, pole and bar alike as he crashes down onto the mat. Robyn deflates.

"Oh. Oh dear. I—" the announcer laughs. "Well, that's just unfortunate. Let's play that back. So you can see here—" the footage pauses as their dad's feet just begin to tip over the upper bar. "—he's got plenty of room here, lots of space up above. Robert is known for his strength and his ability to get good vertical height above that bar. But as he comes down—" the footage continues in slow motion. Their dad curls over the other side of the bar like they've seen him do hundreds of times before. It slows down until it stops right when he hits the bar. Matthew squacks.

"Oh my god!" Rose laughs.

"Oh, he is never living this down," Aunt Jo pipes off.

"So you can—" Even the announcer laughs again. "You can see where he hits the bar. And it's-it's really unfortunate because everything else about this vault was nearly perfect. But it looks like his, uh. Well. His lower half got a bit in the way there."

The camera cuts to their dad standing up from the mat, wincing as he gets to his feet. And then it cuts to Papa in the stands. He's doubled over, whole body shaking, and Robyn knows immediately that he's cracking up.

"Did dad really just hit the bar with his dick?" Robyn asks.

"Robyn!" Lyta cries.

"What! That's what happened, right?"

Jessamy chuckles before patting his head. "Yes, starling. Make sure to tease him about it tonight, okay?"

"There's definitely worse problems to have in life," Matthew laughs.

"Well, I can see now why Dream married him," Lucienne says.

"Please stop talking, I don't want to think about my cousin's junk, please and thank you," chimes Jo.

Orpheus turns to Robyn, frowning. "Dad's not getting a medal, huh?"

Robyn sighs. "No. I don't think so. Maybe in one of the other events, though."

"Hm. That's true."

The camera cuts to their dad, where he's standing at the stands in front of their papa. Dream's face is red from laughter, and even now, he's still giggling. Hob's laughing now, too, pressing a kiss to his lips. Hob whispers something to Dream, who bursts out laughing once more.

"Well, at least he seems to be in good spirits," the commentator says.

"As does his husband," the other chimes.

"Unfortunately for team GB, we won't be seeing any medals out of this event. Let's head over to the Men's Vault now."

"I cannot believe this is how you will be remembered, husband mine," Dream says, running his hand down Hob's chest. They're back at his hotel room, away from the villa for the night, much to Hob's pleasure. Those beds sucked.

"Don't remind me. My damn dick still hurts from that thing. I can't believe that happened. Christ." Dream chuckles, pressing a kiss to his jaw

"Well. Now everyone will know just how...well endowed you are. And how lucky I am to call you mine."

Hob shakes his head with a smile. "Guess you're the real winner from all this, aren't you?"

"If I have you? Then I always am."

Hob wakes up to exactly 46 messages from friends and family and co-workers alike, all commenting on his "performance" last night. Half sent him links to various articles, all labeled something along the lines of "Olympic Athlete Betrayed by his Penis."

Dream nearly pulls a stomach muscle from laughing so hard.

[enthyrea]

equestrian maverick commission for @oathkeeperoxas !!

they requested olympian maverick and his horse darkstar from their fic racing to the top!

thank you so much for commissioning me 🤍🐴

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[verstappen-cult]

i saw this photo and immediately thought about an olympics au. someone please ✍🏼 write it ✍🏼 and tag me. 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

[beezonia]

okie this is for @39tn39!

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So the Olympics au came about because is was thinking of yukamitsu and then my brain just gave literally all the casts (p3/4/5) an Olympic sport

And then my love of ryukoto just brought my thoughts to life

——-

So:

Akira - Fencer - Mainly because of Arsene but also because that guy has agility and speed to get the points he needs to win in fencing

Ryuji - athlete - that’s self explanatory! But I’d say he competes in sprints (100/200m and the occasional relay race)

Ann - Taekwondo - LET HER KICK THE SHIT OUT OF PEOPLE - but also quite a disciplined sport in itself I feel like she’d love it

Yusuke - Diver - You can’t tell me that he would not love the intensity and precision needed for the complicated dives (also he might be a good artistic swimmer he’d choreograph though?)

Makoto - BMX Racer - Johanna but also how Makoto would probably love how exhilarating it is and the speed of it

Haru - Hammer Throw - THIS NEEDS POWER! HARU IS FULL OF POWER LIKE DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY WOULD UNDERESTIMATE HER BUT THEN SHE COMES AND ABSOLUTELY LAUNCHES THE WEIGHT RIGHT OUT OF THE PARK

Futaba - Skateboarder - Street specifically because I feel like she’d love to grind on the rails with her board to see if she can keep on them for the longest (I have a post for this I’ll share it!)

Goro - PISTOL SHOOTING - ITS PERFECT FOR HIM (or we make him and archer I like that for him)

Sumire - Gymnast - I’d say floor work is her best! Either pole vault or the beam are her weaknesses

——- Yeah! Let me know if you’d like to know more!

[theghostofashton]

wip wednesday

thank you @bonheur-cafe @strandnreyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @whatsintheboxmh @paperstorm

@carlos-in-glasses @alrightbuckaroo for the tags!! <3

Carlos shrugs, a smile on his face that looks like it’s barely being held there. “I mean, it sucked. Worst pain I’ve ever felt, and all.” “Carlos,” TK murmurs, his breath catching in his throat as he looks at him. The lines of Carlos’s body are tense, like he’s forcing something back behind a structure he doesn’t know how to support anymore. TK’s watched him keep quiet about this for months, add bricks to a wall in front of him as the bottom of it continues to crumble. Shaking his head, Carlos turns his face away, and TK waits. He knows this is on the precipice of going very badly, shoving Carlos into a conversation he isn’t ready for, and he doesn’t want to do that. But he also doesn’t want to do this, watch the love of his life withdraw further and further into himself, with trials so close. In a little over a week, Carlos is going to go through the same motions he did four years ago. Pack his things and get on a plane, wanting to return with his dreams realized, a member of the Olympic team. TK knows that feeling well, anticipation and nervousness belaying unbridled hope, of things going well. Hope that all these years, all the sacrifice, would be enough. He doesn’t know what it’s like to go through it the way Carlos is about to. With that hope stolen once before and the very real knowledge that it could happen again. The entire thing was out of his control. He just had to live with it. When Carlos moves again, it’s to reach out a hand. TK takes it, and slides into Carlos’s lap. An arm slides around his waist, pulling him close. When Carlos buries his face in TK’s neck, TK can feel him shaking. “I can’t,” Carlos whispers into TK’s skin. TK hugs him tight.

tagging @sanjuwrites @lightningboltreader @tellmegoodbye @reyesstrand and anyone else who wants to share!

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.

Go For Gold

Prompt Day 22: Sports AU | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: Swimming AU, Olympic Trials, Racing, Rivalry, A Dash of Secret Relationship, Eddie & Gareth are BFFs

Eddie steps up onto the block. Rolls his shoulders. His neck. Gareth is two lanes down, in six. Eddie can see him bouncing up and down. Can tell he's nervous. Gareth didn't make the Olympic team at twenty, now he's fighting for a spot at twenty-four.

If Steve's nervous in lane five, between Eddie and Gareth, you'd never know it. Steve's twenty-seven, and has been doing this since he was fifteen. Eddie's Olympic debut came at twenty, but he thinks he was immature, even then. 

Steve has his game face on, his no-nonsense, no-bullshit approach to the sport. You don't bother Steve Harrington once he steps on the deck. It's just not done. Hell, you don't talk to him in the ready room, either. Steve will have his headphones on, serious as shit, not talking to anyone. Not even listening. Zoned out. 

Eddie is the only exception to the rule, and it's a power he doesn't abuse often. He's not trying to break Steve's focus, it's unsportsmanlike. Instead, Eddie will roughhouse with the other guys. The ones that like that to get their blood pumping before a race. 

Eddie is just a little looser. A free spirit, looking for fun. 

Sure, he wants to win medals, but it's not that serious. 

Well, it is that serious, if he's honest. Because Eddie's never trained as hard as he has in the last four years. He wants it. Bad.

For once in their parallel careers, Eddie isn't sure that Steve wants it more than he does. Steve staying in bed, while Eddie drags himself to the pool at the ass-crack of dawn. Eddie isn't sure Steve has anything left to prove. He broke all the records four years ago. 

Their rivalry is stuff of legend. Full of stupid commentary, like: "Without Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson would be the best swimmer of his generation," as if it's that simple. Without chasing Steve, Eddie thinks he might not have pushed this hard. It's a stupid hypothetical. 

This is their third Olympic Trials as number one and two. And you have to stay one and two, if you want to make the Olympic Team. You need to touch the wall first or second, with a crowd of twelve-thousand breathing down your neck every time your head breaks through the water.

They always say first is first, and second is also first, when it comes to Trials. But that's not true. Not really.

Steve Harrington definitely doesn't think so. 

Steve's not at the top of his game. He's hurting. He's getting older. They both are. Eddie's a year older, but hasn't pushed himself quite as hard. Hard, sure. But not to the extent that Steve has, year-over-year. 

Swimming's still fun for Eddie, but he's not sure that's true for Steve. Eddie thinks this might be Steve's last year, his last Olympics, and that hurts to think about. Eddie isn't ready to be done, he's still having fun, but doing it without Steve in the lane next to him seems sad.

When the buzzer sounds, they're launching into the pool, swimming the butterfly, the first leg of the 400 I.M. 

Eddie pulls ahead, but knows it won't last through the butterfly leg. Steve'll catch him, pass him, sure as shit. 

And that's how it goes. 

At the halfway mark, Eddie pops up fifty meters into the backstroke, and glances to his left and Gareth is out ahead of not only him, but Steve, too. The little shit is a helluva backstroker, these days. Steve's a half body length behind the both of them, and that's disconcerting. 

Eddie wants to beat him, absolutely, but he doesn't want Steve to fail, either. It's hard, when two people you love are also competing for a slot you want.

Switching to the breaststroke, Eddie catches Gareth quickly, and by the first turn has pulled ahead of both of them. By almost a body length, heading into the freestyle. Eddie needs that lead if he's gonna stay ahead of Steve to the end.

And he can see Steve closing the gap, but Eddie doesn't think Steve's got enough room to catch him.

And he doesn't. 

They go one-two, and for the first time at an Olympic Trials, Steve's number two.

Eddie hangs onto the lane rope and smiles, chest heaving. Steve swims towards him, also breathing hard, pulling him into a hug. Eddie hugs back, clinging to him.

"You got me," Steve says in his ear, and Eddie laughs. He's well aware they're being filmed, broadcast on live television, so he just claps Steve on the shoulder, laughs, and pulls away. Gareth is swimming under the rope, to get to Eddie, too.

"You did good, kid. You were ahead of us both!" Eddie shouts over the noise, and Gareth smiles. Eddie knew the odds weren't in Gareth's favor here, but Eddie will be right there, cheering him on in his other events. Hoping Gareth still snags a spot.

After their cooldowns, and the rest of the races for the night, they drag themselves back to the hotel. And like always, Steve's his roommate. It's been that way since the beginning. An unlikely duo, with a friendship that people like to write articles about, not totally understanding it.

Eddie dumps his bag on the floor, collapsing on his bed, groaning.

"I'm dead, bury me now," Eddie whines, smashing his face in the pillow.

Steve laughs, toeing off his shoes, and crawling in bed beside him. They have two beds, they always do, but unless it's the night before a competition, they usually squeeze into one. That's been interesting in some of the Olympic villages. Those beds are small.

Eddie rolls onto his side, and Steve slings his arm over him, pulling him closer.

"Okay, let's hear you gloat," Steve says, and Eddie laughs, leaning into Steve.

"This old man kicked your ass," Eddie says, grinning, and Steve shuts him up by pressing his lips to Eddie's, kissing him, hugging their bone-tired bodies together.

Notes: Yeah, they are based loosely on Phelps and Lochte. Two very different versions of a pro-athlete, but somehow friends. Roommates at meets, always each other's card partner, etc. (And this race, in particular.)

Olympic Trials are the end all and be all in getting on the USA Olympic Swim Team. You don't get a spot unless you finish in the top 2 (and 3-6 in the freestyle where there will be a relay.) Unlike, say, figure skating, where it is entirely up to committees. Or gymnastics, where it's half-and-half.

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[thebl4ckstar]

uhm... does tumblr like the idea of an olympic au fic where regulus is a figure skater and joins the winter olympics with his friends but all of them are pretentious art nerds who glorify fame and end up on an art heist DURING the olympics? cause i do. or did.

anyway i posted the first chapter and someone let me know how it was because i am so tired to even analyze whatever i thought myself

[aalyre]

over a month since the end of the olympics but i’m 6k words in this jily olympic au and you are going to get it.

[binglepringle]

A really bad sketch I did in my art class today

Barda and Cass as Olympic athletes

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

Summer Olympics AU. You know i gotta do it. Who is what sport?

Bats in gymnastics

Bow shooters are obviously Archery

Speedsters are track

What about superman? Wonder Woman? Maybe weight lifting?

Whats everyone else?

[youreacroftlara]

Pretty sure this has probably been done a million times before, but here’s my hot take on Supergirl characters at the Olympics.

Kara

Honestly? I’m torn. I feel like she could be good at a number of different sports. But I kind of love the idea of her competing in Diving. I’ve heard one if the GB divers compare it to the feeling of flying before, so maybe that’s why Olympic Diver Kara Danvers sticks out so much.

Lena

Think we all know the answer to this - fencing. We all saw her duel with Eve on that plane. But if I had to pick something else, maybe shooting or archery perhaps?

Alex

Same again, I can’t think of Olympian Alex as anything other than a Judo athlete.

James

He would dedicate be suited as a boxer perhaps, or in the basketball cause of his height.

Brainy

Definitely gymnastics - he’d be the Simone Biles of the men’s team for sure.

Nia

After watching the women’s park final today, I’m thinking Nia would be a skateboarder. She’s young, edgy, and would fit right on a board.

Kelly

Track cyclist perhaps? Or maybe athletics like the Women’s marathon or 5000m. I think I’m leaning towards that.

J’onn

He’d be a retired three-time Olympic champion in diving who now coaches Kara.

Mon-El

Definitely a swimmer. Trains in the same facilities as Kara and tries to hit on her multiple times - and it always backfires.

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

One of my favorite comments about the 2024 Olympics so far is that if the shooters were in an anime/drama, Kim Yeji would be the young protagonist who is trying to avenge her parents. She combines her natural sharpshooting talent with the future tech that’s designed to improve her aim. Yusuf Dikec is her wise old mentor who comes out of retirement when he hears she’s in danger. He also has that badass sensei thing where even though he doesn’t use future tech, his natural skills are so good that he doesn’t need them.

Then there was a follow-up comment saying that Choe Daehan would be the sassy rival who would be frenemies with Kim Yeji lol.

[quillthrillswriting]

atla tumblr, i need help! (poll 1/2)

i'm working on a summer olympics atla au oneshot, and while i have picked some of the gaang's sports, i'm struggling a little extra with choosing sports for katara and zuko.

for reference, aang & toph are both rock climbers (for reasons that will be clear upon reading), sokka is a fencer (and yes, sokka calls his fencing sword a "space sword"), mai competes in the shooting event (because c'mon, mai with a gun just makes sense), suki does judo, and azula does volleyball (very competitively, think back to the beach episode).

!link to zuko's poll here

[im-nora-ephron-bitch]

This was supposed to be a fun little Olympic AU. And then turned into this mammoth monster that got really out of hand. Anyways. here is chapter 1. Of Olympic tennis Creloise.

[beezonia]

Posting some yukamitsu Olympic au Drabbles because I missed them (and I never finished the fic so this is all ur getting)