Psl Stories

Klance comic. All art by me

This isn't a record of matches or milestones - this is a peek into the unfiltered, unscripted side of Peshawar Zalmi. They wear yellow on the field, but off it? They're a mess in the best way possible. The inside jokes. The group chat drama. The late-night pranks, the over-serious net sessions that end in silly fights, and the quiet moments before big games that no camera ever captures. Peshawar Zalmi OS is a love letter from a fan who's laughed with them, yelled at the screen for them, and maybe cried once or twice after a close loss. These are the fragments I write when reality gets too loud. The made-up chaos I cling to for joy. The what-ifs, the behind-the-scenes I'll never see, the silly banter I imagine between matches. They're my team-but more than that, they're my comfort. This book is for that version of me who finds peace in their chaos.

"I'm not buying your lies. I'm not stupid."

Harvey has a car crash and after that his memories are kind off mixed up. Story is set between season 7 & season 8, so Mike and Rachel are still a part of the group. Lots of drama, fluff etc. Have fun reading!

Eu senti medo três vezes em toda a minha vida, mas não qualquer tipo de medo. Pavor! Na primeira vez, foi quando meu pai se envolveu em uma briga de trânsito. Na segunda, senti medo de te perder, pouco antes de você falecer. E ontem, vendo a contagem dos votos presidenciais, senti mais uma vez medo, medo de acordar em um país e não ter o direito de existir.

The ataraxia required in the aftermath of winning a hair dryer.

Bang and Vic hit a rough patch in their relationship. This is a future fic. Vic has a g!p . #Maturecontent