Hi!! My name is Serena! Iām 20, Iām bisexual and I use she/her pronouns! This is my alt acc for my baseball rpf shipping!! :DD
Ships: Judgetani (Shohei Ohtani x Aaron Judge), Wilmoto (Will Smith x Yoshinobu Yamamoto), Mookie Betts x Freddie Freeman, Jeff McNeil x Fransico Lindor, Clayton Kershaw x Zack Greinke and Timsy (Buster Posey x Tim Linceum). Will update more ships later.
Fave teams: Los Angeles Dodgers
I donāt do requests but I will open them time to time so please be on the lookout for that but I am open for ideas and suggestions so please send them away! But this is a baseball rpf acc so if anyone doesnāt like rpf in general then this is not for you!! As usual this is just for fun and my writing will NOT reflect the lives of the actual people I write about in my fics! Thank you
My AO3: byleth_17 (I do post smut time to time so please be aware of that).
My Wattpad: AthenaColors
Dni: Proshippers, Homophobic people, rascists and rpf haters.
BYF: I post and reblog a bunch of stuff, mainly related to the dodgers and rpf shipping! Mainly baseball ships!
Thatās all for now, let me know if you want to be mutuals! :D
if you ever decide to start baseball rpfing on public twitter you should know:
there are players on twitter
there are family and friends of players on twitter
there are journalists and coaches and team social media employees and
it is very very easy for things to be algorithmically be suggested to people even if you don't use full names of players etc. this has happened at several points with the jays recently and in the past couple of years. not good.
you really shouldn't be rpfing on twitter at all unless you have a private account you keep locked down.
you can have fun with content where the players are having fun and being silly and hugging or whatever. you can be happy that they're friends or say they're cute. but anything all that much beyond that? if you don't want players and their families and literally anyone involved in baseball to see it, don't. post on tumblr. make a private twitter. make a group chat or a discord server.
Just privated my rpf twitter acc when I saw this, please be careful when it comes to rpfing on twitter because the baseball players and other people in the MLB may see it.
The Starbucks inside of the hotel the team was staying at was pretty run of the mill, nothing very special about it. But it felt much more special with Kike sitting there in front of him. Spending time with a teammate outside of the stadium was a big deal for Yoshi. Yama had never really taken the time to get a full look at Kike, Enrique was at the pickup desk taking both drinks in his hands. Even though he was dressed in a blank white t shirt and training sweats with highlight yellow slides on his feet, he looked so presentable the word handsome slipped intoĀ Yama's mind without him realizing. He quickly pushed it out his head before Kike sat across from him. With the infield player right in front of him Yama noticed how the tight that shirt was, and how it hugged his shoulders.Ā
As Kike settled into his chair he let himself be in the moment, taking in the aroma of coffee, cream and awkwardness that was in the air. Neither of the two have actually ever had a conversation together that lasted longer than short wave or āgood gameā that ended with a pat on the back. But the best time to do something was right now. Always was.
āHow does your arm feel? Used to pitching in America by now?ā Kike started in an effort to get the ball rolling.Ā
āThe ball is heavier, so I donāt throw as fast. But that isnāt a priority. Just making sure the ball goes where I want it to.āĀ
āMhm, and did you want the ball to go in the stands? Or was that just because the ball was too heavy?ā Kike had said playfully, Yama knew that much but the reminder of his poor performance made his shoulders slump and head feel heavy
āListen I donāt mean to make you feel like shit, we all have bad games, it's normal even expected.ā
Yoshi had heard that same old spiel from Shohei and some coaches, it didnāt comfort yoshi then and it doesnāt comfort him now
āBut your letting a couple of bad games define you, I donāt just mean the nerves but your changing everything about how you pitch, your mechanics, your velo, even the way you launch off your leg has even changedā
With every example that escaped Kikeās lips the more shocked Yamamoto was, He never would have thought that his teammate was paying such close attention to him. It honestly made him feelā¦Flustered?
Kike layed his hands on top of Yoshiās and gripped his knuckle gently
āIām not saying donāt adjust and tweak some things here and there, just donāt do a complete overhaul. This organization gave you that contract for the pitcher that you were because you already are the greatest pitcher in the worldā
(this is how baseball players flirt)
If Yamamoto wasnāt flustered before then he definitely is now. He could feel his ears burn red hot, this was silly, his teammate was reassuring him. So why was Yoshi reacting like it was a confession? Why was his own heart beating so fast?
The two sat in silence for awhile, Yamamoto deep in though going over the meaning of Kikeās words, contemplating his current methods. Hearing a teammate being so sure of the his old techniques inspired a brand new confidence and resolve in him, a confidence he didnāt have in himself before.Ā
āJust pitch like you always have I guess is what Iām trying to say.ā Kike said trying to fill the silence but his words hang in the awkwardness.Ā
āThank you, I will have more confidence in my capabilities.ā Yoshi said at last, āLosing wonāt be an option for me anymore āĀ
The pitcherās final words sent goosebumps along Kikeās arms and neck, something about how he had spoken with such resolve made him feelĀ hot nd intense, it was then when he realized the two still had their hands atop each others. Yamaās hands werenāt very soft, the edge of knuckles rough but the rest of the hand was soft and incredibly warm.Ā
When Kike finally pulled his hands away, he hound that his hands felt empty without Yoshiās warmth.Ā
āIām glad, because if weāre gonna make it to the World Series weāll need you.ā Kike meant to sound more confident as per usual but the words came out more awkward and inconsistent in volume. The absence of the other manās touch left him more of a mess then heād like to admit.
With that Yoshinobu got up from the table, and patted Kike on the shoulder before making his way out of the Starbucks into the main lobby, eyes straight ahead to the elevator. The entire way his legs felt shaky and his heart beat so heavy against chest that it caused him pain. Once the metallic doors had shut behind him, Yoshi put his right palm over his chest in an effort to steady his racing heart. Why did Kike have this effect on him?
Note from author: Hi thank you for reading, as you can see the story is slowly getting gayer. The fan fic is heavily inspired from an interview where Yoshi spoke on how Kike helped get him out his slump.
Could you rec a few of your fav baseball fics? And maybe kinda explain your otp' dynamic a little? Why you like them etc?
Well, the first thing to link is my wildly out of date Tim Lincecum/Buster Posey primer, which is missing two more World Series titles, Timās two no-hitters, Busterās MVP, and Timās haircut and fake glasses hipster period, but has their backgrounds and some cute pictures. (Oh, and Timā¦technically isnāt on the team anymore? Stupid up in the air free agency.)
The story of why I love their dynamic is simple ā opposites attract (me). Tim is lean and dark haired and small for a pitcher/ball player and Buster is big and broad and classically handsome (Tim looks like a stoner kid), and even though Timās 3 years older and was on the team for 3 seasons before Buster came along, Buster immediately tried to take charge of him as his catcher (catchers generally decide on the pitches in baseball), which Timā¦did not take to very well.
They had ups and downs together with some highs and lows, played separately for a long time (Tim did better with backup catchers who let him have his way, instead of superstar team leader Buster), but they clearly get along well off the field despite their differences. And this Tim Brown article about them is definitely what got my slash goggles fired up.
Also, Buster is a big brother (3 younger sibs) who was a finance major on the deanās list at FSU and has done everything perfectly his whole life, and Tim is a little brother (his dad started teaching him to pitch when his big brother got hurt) who never cared about school and got busted for pot a couple years ago. Their control freak/laid back personas are really fun to play off each other, in addition to the obvious tol/smol thing.
Fic recs!
Tragically there are only 166 stories in the pairing tag right now, and that includes some threesomes, but some of my top favorites, going chronologically:
Synchronikās Away Games series is what first got me into the idea of actually reading and writing about them (Iād never been in an RPF fandom before)
High Heat by light_source is a series that starts Buster/Tim, takes a very long and enjoyable flashback into Tim/Barry Zito (a former pitcher on the team), and then jumps back to Tim and Buster.
Telesilla is a great and very prolific author whoās written a lot of fic about different Giants pairings; my favorites of her Tim/Buster fic are I Want to Taste the Way You Bleed (a long vampire AU) and Shed Your Armor (the first in a high school AU series). Her stuff is all good and often kinky, and itās worth just looking through her Giants fic generally, especially since she writes a lot of AUs.
For shorter stories, Cecilia Regent wrote Walkoff for Yuletide a few years ago, and I love her Leesburg, which goes along with a couple of college AU stories I wrote.
And though the fandom is tiny weāve had a couple newcomers lately! witheredsong wrote the sad and lovely Clumsy hands in a dark room about Timās hip surgery last summer, and Schizzar recently wrote the very hot and touching A Strange Fascination, which really delves into the differences between them and the guys bridging the gap.
Time Begins on Opening Day 2026: a baseball RPF prompt meme for everyone
Any league in the world, any team you love, any person in the 150+ year history of this sport - everyoneās welcome. The prompt meme covers the entire 2026 MLB season, from Opening Day on March 26 to Winter Meetings in December.
Fills must prominently include at least one baseball player who lived, breathed, and played in real life. Pairing prompts must include at least one real baseball player. General non-team/player prompts must involve baseball RPF in some way. Fandom and RPF crossovers are welcome, but all fills and prompts must prominently include at least one real life player.
ABOUT (on ao3)
FAQ
RULES
āļø Schedule āļø
March 26: prompts AND posting open
July 14: Soft Deadline #1
September 27: Soft Deadline #2
December, TBD: Final Deadline, collection closes for prompting and posting
I drew my very first baseball RPF art and itās no other than Timsy!! I drew this traditionally back in December but I didnāt start digitalizing it until February! But I am so proud of how it turned out and I used some pastel colors in the digital version hehe. Anyways I hope you all like the drawing!! :D
