Umamusumeprettyderby Stories

Not every uma was born for the spotlight. Most flare, then fade. Burning out like dying stars, forgotten in the dark. Black Dahlia grew up in the wreckage of broken dreams, but when tragedy shatters her world, she finds her road on Japan's infamous outlaw circuit: The Midnight Run Association (MRA). In a world of money, neon streets, and crews built on loyalty and betrayal, Dahlia teams up with Logan, a disgraced former trainer with nothing left to lose. Together, they blaze through back alleys and highways, outrun the law, smashing through rival crews, and risking everything on the asphalt. Each win puts them closer to the top of the Blacklist-where the fastest, the fiercest, and the most dangerous wait. Updates Saturdays Umamusume: Pretty Derby is the property of Cygames, Inc including games, characters, and related materials.

Genre: Anthropomorphic, Comedy, Drama, Mystery, Psychological, Racing, School, Seinen, Slice of Life, Sports, Thriller Synopsis: They are creatures that resemble humans but have the ears and tails of a horse. In this world, they are called Umamusume. Their existence's purpose is solely to carry on the name of the horses, as they continue to run forward for the ones who once owned their names. However... It seems that not all Umamusume want to continue running and walking their own path like normal human beings. Because this particular Umamusume wants to become a Detective. Yet destiny seems to always pull her back to the path where she is supposed to be. So, will she resist destiny, or accept it? Disclaimer: I do not own the game/story of the Umamusume: Pretty Derby. I only own the original characters I will be inserting in this fanfiction. All credits to the original owner of the game/story, Cygames. Also, the events that will occur in this fanfiction will be nothing more than pure fantasy and will have no connection to any real-life events. I will only follow the events that occurred in the game, anime, and manga.

At Tracen Academy, greatness isn't rare. But monsters? That's something else entirely. You weren't assigned to train a team. You were assigned to survive one. A group made up of legends, prodigies, and absolute anomalies-each one capable of dominating the track alone, each one too powerful, too prideful, or too broken to be guided in any normal way. They don't need a Trainer. They need someone who can keep them from tearing everything apart. From the suffocating pressure of Symboli Rudolf, whose calm authority hides an iron will that demands perfection... To the overwhelming presence of Narita Brian, a lone wolf who runs like nothing else matters-and maybe nothing does... Then there's Orfevre, a self-proclaimed queen who sees the world as something to conquer, not share... And Gentildonna, a ruthless believer in strength above all, whose idea of "training" might leave you questioning who's really in charge... Watching everything with quiet, calculating eyes, Almond Eye stands apart-calm, observant, and far more dangerous than she seems... And then... There's Deep Impact. Silent. Untouchable. The standard itself. She doesn't need guidance. She barely acknowledges your existence. To her, you're not a Trainer. Just someone who writes things down. In a place where egos clash like storms and every step could turn into a battlefield, your role becomes clear: Not to lead. Not to command. But to endure. Because in a group where everyone is a king, a queen, or something far beyond- The real question isn't who will win. It's who will break first.

My first attempt at a fanfic. Heavily inspired by many of the Umamusume fanfic writers (shoutout!!!) Been reading too much and woke up one afternoon (3:13pm exactly) during summer break and thought: "Why don't I write an Umamusume fanfic???" Well here it is. Thought i would post it here. Wattpad exclusive? I don't plan to post this anywhere else. Feel free to upload and give credits anywhere else for fanfics.

Imagine, In the World of Umamusume, in the world of Japanese Girl horse Racing. There live the first ever in Umamusuko in Japanese Horse Racing. The first one to be in Tracen Academy. And That exact time was, when The Beginning of The New Era of Umamusume started. Early 2000s racing. But will the so-called Miracle even be able to compete with the Umamusumes?. We're About to find out, Will he even find himself struggling?, Find out More with Me. Fanfiction of Umamusume Pretty Derby, Especially Umamusume Pretty Derby Beginning of a new Era.

-Invitation Letter From: Principal Hiroki Hayakawa In the world of competition, Apocalypse laid the very foundation upon which everything continues to build, year after year. Through unending conquest, relentless war, unyielding famine, and world-ending death-these are the four principles that shaped the "World of Competition" we know today. As of today, I would like to extend my congratulations to you, Mr. Malcolm Or'do Lévesque, on your acceptance into our institution. I understand that your journey to this point has not been without its challenges. However, allow me to assure you that here at Shado, we value you for who you are-not for what you are worth. We look forward to welcoming you at our school's opening ceremony. May the guardians watch over you and keep you from harm. (Important Note: Although some characters share names with real-life racehorses, this story does not reflect their actual histories or personalities. It is a largely fictional work based on my own interpretations of the characters and their origins. Most of the cast is inspired by horses born in the 1970s, including Maruzensky, who was born in 1974.) (Notable Important Note: If anyone's wondering why I chose these characters, it's mostly because my "boomer" mindset ends up shaping how they talk-which I find pretty gag-worthy. Also, I've been piling up sitcom GIFs this month, and I really want to put them to good use.)

This is a weird male reader combination but, hope yall like it. ---- You are a Yakuza from a small Family named Kurohyou-Gumi. Your boss, Masao. Is an avid fan of Horse-Girls including their Races and Idol concerts. He had a brilliant idea that he would get a horse-girl, and he did. For what? Money. Since your family are still new, they needed the funds to be big, you obliged and went to get the Horse-Girl. And here on out, your story as a Horse-Girl trainer starts here.

Have you ever had any chance to get into Tracen Academy as a Trainer? Neither do you. Yes-- you've always had a national license, but in Japan? Yeah, you need to get yourself evaluated your Trainer License into a better one.

They call her the Late Money Special. She comes from nowhere, last at the final corner, gray-brown ponytail cutting through the pack like a whisper. The crowd doesn't see her. The favorites don't fear her. The journalists have already written their headlines about someone else. Then the straight opens. And she appears. In the Twinkle Series, dreams are realized and shattered on the final 400 meters. It is a world of bright silks and shadowed tunnels, where champions are crowned and forgotten in the span of a single season. The strong rise. The weak fall. And the ones who refuse to stay down, the ones who come from the back when everyone has already looked away, they are the ones who change everything. The Late Money Special is the story of a quiet girl with a quiet smile and a stride that defies explanation. It is the story of the trainer who saw her when no one else looked, and the rivals who will push her to heights she never imagined. She is not the hero of a fairy tale. She is the obstacle standing in the way of one. For every Cinderella who rises from the regionals to claim glory, there is another girl waiting in the wings, patient, relentless, unstoppable. She does not need a glass slipper. She does not need a prince. She needs only the finish line, and the space between her and the racer in front of her. Eclipse First, the rest nowhere.

Once hailed as the second fastest man in human history, he conquered the Olympic stage, shattered records, and carried a nation's expectations on his shoulders. And then... he disappeared. No farewell speech. No final race. Just silence. The world believed he retired at the peak. Only he knew the truth. What once felt like wind and freedom became weight and obligation. So he walked away. Then, as if fate gave him a sign. He saw his parents watching umamusume race and that is where it all began. Disclaimer: I do not own Uma Musume or any of its characters. All rights belong to their original creators and to Cygames. This story is created purely for entertainment and non-commercial purposes.

When chibi versions of the horse girls from Umamusume: Pretty Derby are suddenly thrown onto real Earth through a broken portal, they end up crashing straight into Y/N's home. They were never supposed to be real... But now they are. And with tiny racers like Gold Ship causing chaos, Y/N's normal life is officially over. The umamusume pretty derpy and chibi are not mine it's belong to the right owner

The Loop is a cage. The Turf is a stage. Only one road leads out. Miyama Akira was the "Ace" of the Hanshin Expressway, a street-racing prodigy who fled the neon-soaked tunnels of Osaka with nothing but a scarred EK9 Civic and a heavy burden of survivor's guilt. He's a dropout, a delinquent, and a son disowned by the most clinical racing elite in Japan. Finding himself as a trainer at the esteemed Tracen Academy, he forms an unlikely partnership with Curren Chan, the "selfie goddess" with over 3 million followers on Umastagram. Little does he know that this one encounter will change the direction his life will take forever.

(Umamusume x One piece x MultiFandom CrossFic) Long description below.. Umamusume. Legends. They are born to run. They inherit otherwordly names, and are inspirited by dreams most dramatic and wonderful. Now they run ever forward, reaching towards the goal infront of them. That is their destiny. Though, in modern day, because of how special they are, some are sought after to be sold for riches or entertainment. Now Umamusume must hide their true identity and or stay on their protective motherland. Some Umamusume push past that protective barrier and still go in the world unknown. To go on their own adventures, or to not be restricted to their land. One in particular, went out after learning about the New Era. The Pirate Era. That Umamusume, is- "I don't care if it's on the turf, on water, or at the edge of the universe. I'm going to find something interesting wherever I can! I'll make it to Planet 9 someday! Just you wait. Let's go~ Crew! ☆" GoldShip...

yes ts in the umamusume verse and I'm fuckin Bad writing ✌️

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵 𝑮𝑶𝑫, 𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑪𝑼𝑹𝒀. 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑭𝑻 𝑴𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑫𝑺. 𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑪𝑬, 𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑺, 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝑲, 𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺, 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑹𝒀. 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑬𝑫, 𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀, 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵. 🥇- #horsegirls 1/13/2026

A story about Nice Nature meeting her first fan.

In a world where some girls are born with the ears and tail of a horse and given names of famous racehorses there are two that stand out from the rest. American born twins, Fly High and Hikariare get the chance to transfer to Tracen Academy, the top school for horse girls in Japan. But these twins know nothing about racing and have hardly ever won a race in their lives. What will happen to "The Golden Crow" and "The Moonlit Firefly" as they start anew in Japan as the most surprising horse girls in history.

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This is an AU I made after falling in love with this ship after Transforming came to global like WDYM THERES NO SHIP ART OF THEM? its meant to be small and more rooted in poetry !! WARNING!! in my AU Spe and Suzuka are family, saying it here to avoid confusion later on, and so are scarlet and tachyon This will contain angst Might have mischaracterization sry i just know my sprinter milers Ships included: tachyon/suzuka | main ship maruzensky/creek | slight mentions taiki/akebono | slight mentions legit any other ship i come up with | slight mentions ah yes and digitan x every uma in existence how could i forget