Doomers! Congrats on making it through June of Doom 2025!
Our AO3 collection has a whopping 507 works in 225 fandoms! That is insane to me (last year was 340 works in 153 fandoms)! I'll keep it open for all of you not yet finished!
By my count, we have a total of 1026 works by 118 participants! I'm so proud of all of you and the hurtin' you dealt out to your blorbos, whether you did one, some, or all of the prompts—or life got in the way/ you got a late start and you're still making your way through the list!
But for those of you who did 30 prompts, congrats on being a 2025 June of Doom Completionist:
@aceship-sconesterprise
@bloody-bee-tea 🎖️
@autobot2001 🎖️
@bleeding-handprints 🎖️
@crimsonlyinglilly 🎖️
@firlalaith 🎖️
@screengifs
@simmeons
@sylvanfreckles
@otaku-girl-ao3-fics
@rose-of-pollux
@theraichu
Cafae_planet
KafkaTamura
RedfieldFamilyFan24
SkyeBean
SkyfireCN
this_is_your_lulaby
🎖️ denotes previous completionist!
If your name is not on this list and you feel it should be, it's entirely possible I made an error since this is a one-man show, so just let me know!
And you know what? Here's a list of all the people who only submitted one work because they are just as awesome!
@atlaswashere024
@baubeautyandthegeek
@dinosaurswant2rule
@galax-dragon-artfics
@gotta-whump-them-all
@imsorryithurts
@inescapableconsequence
@madpencil
@mariasklodowskastwixbar
@may-be-angsty
@memoriiiiia
@onlythegoodpretzels
@revkian-ruins
@side-shuffling-hyperfixations
@zrisewrites
Akinasky
AliaoftheKnife97
Azeal
bluegreenamber
Bonesnugsandballads
CroutonDuck
inky_september
írissiel (CloudDreamer)
pizzamozzerella (thirty_whacks)
SatanicGoose
thatonegirlwhocries
VoidCat_WithACupOfTea
WAY TO GO, PEOPLE! YOU ROCK!
The names on the list not tagged are AO3 pen names from the collection (and I don't know their tumblr handles).
Again, please continue to finish the list if you wish! As long as you tag @juneofdoom, I'll reblog!
I'll try to have the 2026 list out by next weekend!
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William Yéil Lonning was born on a sunny afternoon in late November. His mother, Elora, and his father, Louis, cried the first time they held him in his arms. Elora had just celebrated her 19th birthday the month before and Louis would be turning 20 in a few months. It was just the two of them in that delivery room, neither of their families were the supportive type. Especially when they had decided to keep the baby. Especially when they had gotten married so young. But they had been in love. And William was the ultimate product of their love.
Raising a child however, required more than just love. Without family support and Elora staying home to take care of the baby, Louis was the one who had to do whatever he could to provide for their little family. It was tough and every few weeks something would go wrong and he'd be laid off or fired would force him to find something else. It wasn't so much that Louis had a temper, he just liked to argue his point. He wasn't a man who would raise his voice but his curiosity got the best of him and people often ended up being annoyed. Which often left Elora feeling like she could never settle into stability. They were either always moving to a new place or always trying to make a plan. Surviving, while also making sure their child survived.
There were good days. Days when Louis's last job gave him just enough that they could have a nice day out. Eat in the park with Will and whisper all the dreams they had for him. But even on those days, they'd see other families. With bright clothes and brand new cars. They'd compare themselves and know that it'd take a long time before they were able to get there. If they ever did.
Even with those bright spots, time were mostly hard and when William's first birthday came around and they were staying in a shelter, Elora cried all day. Not only for the state they were in but because of exactly what she knew they needed to do. A week after his first birthday, Elora dressed Will in a new outfit she had managed to swipe from the store, pressed a kiss to his head and left with Louis to give up their parental rights. They had fought about it, cried about it, but in the end, they had loved each other enough to know that it was the right decision. And thought their own relationship didn't last long past that date, there was no denying that what they had done was out of an act of love, not abandonment.
This was the story Elora told Will as they sat at that Diner for hours. There were several cups of coffee had, tears shed, some laughter and a depth of understanding that neither of them knew they were even capable of. She had asked if he would stay a few more days and he stayed the week, finding it fitting to spend the Mother's Day weekend with his mother. After two days in his hotel, he had checked out and stayed at his mother's place. He cooked breakfast with her in the morning and learned that she was better at poker than him. They had spent Mother's Day at the casino and Will learned that he and his mother were more alike than he had originally thought. In fact, he found that she was easy to like, easy to laugh with and more than anything, he could tell that she cared about him. It was a weird feeling, knowing that she was a stranger and yet somehow knew him before anyone else did. Will knew he would have a lot to process when he got home but he almost felt selfish for how well this trip had turned out. As if he hadn't deserved this kind of love but that didn't mean he shied away from it.
There was a part of him that didn't even want to leave. For a little while, he wasn't thinking about everything back home. He barely checked his phone aside from checking in with his Dads at night. He watched the rain from his mother's porch in the morning and walked around the neighborhood with her in the afternoon. She was someone who actually talked to her neighbors and she hadn't hesitated in telling any of them that he was her son. He was surprised to find that a few of them had already heard of him before now. They had used their winnings from the casino to have a fancy dinner and one night they sat in the living room and talked about her record collection, going through album after album.
She told him about Louis and Will didn't know how to feel when she slid him a piece of paper with his biological father's number and address. Louis and Elora hadn't seen each other in years but still talked at least once a year. Usually on Will's birthday. Will had thought so much about his mother, he hadn't even considered his father, let alone one that had actually worked so hard for him only to lose him. Elora had even given him pictures from that first year. He had them all packed away in his suitcase as he got ready to leave that morning.
Elora drove him to the airport and as they stood there, they both burst into tears before wrapping up each other in a tight embrace. Will hadn't known what to expect of this trip but now he didn't even know how to be the person he had been before it. He had learned so much, about himself, his own history that it had completely altered the fiction he had made up in his mind. The insecurity around abandonment. It didn't just go away over night but it had slowly started to release the grip it had on him. They wiped away each other's tears and Will made her promise to come visit. He'd buy her ticket. He wanted her to see his life, meet his friends and the people who had become his family. There was no going back, or leaving her really. She was with him now and he wasn't letting go of that.
He stayed with her as long as he could before getting on his plane. As it took off, he felt the tears in his eyes and he had to laugh at how much emotion had risen up in him this past week. He felt like he hadn't cried this much since Theo had taken them to see A Star is Born accidentally. The thought made him smile as he thought about the life he was going back to. It felt expanded in so many ways and he wasn't sure how he would adjust at all. Or find a way to still be present.
As the plane touched back down in Nevada, he felt a sense of peace come over him. He almost cried again but laughed it off, took some deep breaths and met his Dads at the baggage claim, leaning happily into their hugs. As he got into the back seat and listened to his father's questions, he realized he knew one thing for certain. And that was that love had always been present in his life. He hadn't been an after thought or a mistake. He had been loved. Every moment of his existence in the world. It was a greater gift than any money could buy.
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[117]: Well, Ruby, moment of truth. This is it. Shake her hand. You're going to be home, hopefully, when you do. The sky will be familiar, you'll recognize the air, you'll be home, and free, with no more of those monsters behind you. And everyone will be safe, hopefully, and you'll be able to fix that bike from the start of all this. You'll be free. This has been one great adventure, with it's ups and downs, but if you could go back and not go at all, would you? Well, there's one last thing.
Your hands clasp against the opened one
And the pain in your head explodes.
The pain is barely bearable, the whole world turning blank to your eyes. The ground give up under your feet, and you fall.
Maybe you scream. You don't know. No sounds can reach your ears anymore, due the deafening screams around you - orders, advices, suggestions - all addressing you, only you, and you don't know why you don't understand -
Out of all the voices, one stand out. Maybe this one was more recent. Maybe it was just louder than the others. You don't know. You don't care.
[117]: If this is the last chance I get to say it, I just want you to know: I'm going to miss being one of the voices in your head. But I'm glad you get to go home. Good luck, Ms. Rose. I'm rooting for you, whatever may come.
A few tears escape your eyes when you finally understand. A last thought crosses your mind, yours and only yours, rolling on your tongue and getting muttered in this void, despite knowing that nobody will ever hear it.
"Thank you all, for keeping us alive.."
- - -
Her backs hits a familiar ground with a thud.
A young girl is laying on her back on a familiar ground. A few minutes ago, she was fighting for her life and trying to save her whole crew. Now, staring at a dusty ceiling next to a broken bike, she knows exactly where she is.
HHokay so here's ze Earth. Schillin, daim! that is a sweet Earth you might say. Round! alright ruling out the polar ice capes melting, meteors becoming crashed into us, the ozone layer leaving, and the sun exploding, we're definately going to blow ourselves up. hokay. so basically we've got China, France, India, Israel, Pakistan, Russia, The UK, and us, with nukes. we've got about 2600 more than anybody else... whatever. henyway, one day we decides those chinese sons of a bitches are goin down, so we launch a nuke at china, while it's on it's way China's like "Shit shit, who the fuck is shooting us?" " Oh, well, fire missiles!!" and France is just like "shit guys, we got the missiles, zey are coming! Fire our shit!!" "But im le tired" "well... have a nap. THEN FIRE ZE MISSILES!!!" meanwhile australia is down there like "WTF mate?" India, Israel, and Pakistan launch there shit, so now we've got missiles flyin everywhere pasin eachother, Russia's like "AHHHHH, MOTHERLAND!!!!!!!!!!!" then England's like "bout that time, eh chaps?" "Right, o" so now the US is like "Fuck we're dumbasses" Canada's like "What's going on, eh?" Australia's still like "WTF?", Mars is laughing at us, and some huge meteor's like "well, fuck that" so, now we've got nuclear winter, heveryone's dead except Australia, and they're still like "WTF?"... But they'll be dead soon... fucking kangaroos. But, assuming we dont blow ourselves up, us Californians just have to worry about california breaking off from the United States, to go hang with Hawai'i, Alaska can come too... THE END!
zutarians have dante basco i think it's only fair that janet varney takes that next step forward from her gushing over asami in the lok commentary and admits that it's not just her who's in love with miss sato, it's korra, and she totally ships it
