#cult leader! ezra

[surejess]

As much as Jess would love to assume they had plot armor to protect them, there were a lot of times she'd assumed that and had been proven terribly wrong! Ya gotta learn the hard way that the creators really don't care, don't ya? That they'd rather you get screwed over? Sure, sure, she knew she was still being controlled into setting up some precautions for Ezra and herself, but... hey, it was still a good idea! "I got an idea." Now, who would Jess be if she did not put her Bag of Fun to good use at any given moment? She withdrew it ( or... allowed it to manifest from thin air? ) and pulled out a comically large pencil, about half the size of Ezra. Lugging the thing to the first door and, man, just really wondering why she hadn't waited until she was actually at the door to take it out, she lifted it like a damn weight ( she could bench 220! ) and, as best as she could, drew chains and a padlock on it. For as sloppy as the drawing was ( sue her, it was hard to draw well with a 3.5ft pencil! ), the world just knew what she wanted it to be, actual chains with a padlock manifesting into existence (thanks, Megan Fox!). Phew. Oh, but she wasn't done yet! No, no -- maybe she should've stopped by Ezra, seen if he could do anything himself, but she was inexplicably determined! It was gonna be the first time she killed anyone in 10+ years -- and, at that, the first time she killed anyone who no one else cared about ! yippee ! -- so she really had to put the effort in! To just fast forward through essentially writing the exact same thing -- lugging the pencil, drawing sloppy precautions, said sloppy precautions turning into the real thing, all that jazz -- the precautions were in place! Finally dropping the pencil ( and the pencil proceeding to disappear from existence ), she returned to Ezra and clapped her hands together. In between breaths, she nodded, "Ya think we got enough precautions now?"

no feelings, no problem. whatever issues ezra found with the rest of her doctrine-philosophy-reality, he would readily admit that the slogan was a catchy one. he often thought similar things, himself! it was just instead of saying that other people's feelings didn't exist, it was more like... not his feelings, not his problem. maybe it's just meant to be—he would be happy to bastardize all the good parts into his own world view, no problems indeed! "we can start with anyone you like. i'll even let you go first, since you've been out of practice so long. 'course... before we start... i don't suppose you've got something you can use to keep the roaches from scattering, so to speak?" yeah, yeah, yeah... none of it matters, or whatever... but maybe it's also a good idea to be a little bit smart about it? but for all he knows, she could be some ultra-powerful goddess-like figure that caused the mere idea of consequences to vanish on the spot. still, just to be safe...

[psychedelic-ink]

hello everyone! here you'll find all the fics I've written for the haunted hoedown! like I said before I won't be doing kinktober this year so this is my mini kinktober for the year 2023 🎃 i tried to add more characters from my other fandoms but once again i ended up using mostly pedro characters lol whoops

hope y'all enjoy the hoedown and keep it spooky everyone! 🦇

find all fics on AO3

♡ DAY ONE ➡ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. stepbrother!frankie x santi's gf!reader

taboo au + "i'll be your dirty little secret, if that's what you're into."

♡ DAY TWO ➡ 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄. dave york x f!reader

murder plot au (lets kill this person together) + "crawl to me"

♡ DAY THREE ➡ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. priest!ezra x f!reader

priest au + “worship me. until i tell you to stop.”

♡ DAY FOUR ➡ 𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍. ai-enhanced!miguel o’hara x f!reader

artificial intelligence au + "here, you are. you tiny thing."

♡ DAY FIVE ➡ 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐓. animal shapeshifter!pero tovar x f!reader

animal shapeshifter au + "you're not actually scared are you? of me?"

♡ DAY SIX ➡ 𝐂𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘. joel miller x f!reader

slasher / summer camp au + sex in the woods or somewhere public (added bonus if it includes knife, blood, hunter x prey kink)

♡ DAY SEVEN ➡ 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. jack daniels x f!reader

cosmic horror au + "you're a fucking nightmare. kiss me."

♡ DAY EIGHT ➡ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐒. cult leader!din djarin x f!reader

cult au + “do you like it when i bleed for you?”

♡ DAY NINE ➡ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖. tasm!peter parker x f!reader

zombie apocalypse au + "every moment might be our last, let's make the most of it."

♡ DAY TEN ➡ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓. marcus pike x f!reader

inspired by your favorite lana del rey song + “don't you know how sick with love i am for you?”

♡ DAY ELEVEN ➡ 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊. fallen angel!joel miller x f!reader

cyberpunk au + fallen angel au + “i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you.”

♡ DAY TWELVE ➡ 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐗𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒. oberyn martell x f!reader x max phillips

vampire court au + "forever isn't long enough for me to forgive you."

some of the works above will contain dark themes and situations. if that is not your thing please just skip them. every fic will have additional warnings. minors please dni.

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[xdaddysprincessxx]

Pieces of Him

Cult leader Joel Miller x f!reader

Warnings: Dead Dove! Horror! 18+ only! Ritualistic cannibalism, angst, death, blood, cameo from Ezra, made up religion, betrayal, infidelity, p in v, non/dub con (heavier on the non but added dub just to cover my bases), oral (f receiving), squirting, pregnancy/breeding (they literally just had sex so no actual fetus, Joel is just delulu) reader can be picked up, and oh yea Joel is out of his damn mind, pretty sure that’s it. Not beta’d, lightly edited, all mistakes are my own! Moodboard made by me(:

Joel was a young man when he married the love of his life. High school sweethearts. They were only twenty one when Laura got pregnant. Joel immediately got down on one knee and asked her to be his wife. The two had a cozy little house on a few acres, about an hour outside of town. When Laura went into labor, Joel about fainted. He was terrified of becoming a dad, he wanted his girl to have better than he ever did. Unfortunately right after Laura pushed little Sarah out into the world, things took a turn for the worst. She lost a lot of blood and kept losing blood. The doctors took Sarah and pushed Joel out of the room trying to save her. He’ll never forget how cold that hospital waiting room was when the drs finally came out and told him Laura had passed. The loss of his wife took a toll on Joel. Not only did he lose his best friend and wife, he had to raise a newborn on his own. Thankfully he had his brother, Tommy, who helped out a ton with Sarah. But life was not kind to Joel Miller. Twelve years. He got twelve years with his Sarah before the day his sweet girl got struck by a drunk driver and killed. He became a shell of a man, void of all emotion and life. That was until he met a very charming man one day.

Ezra was a gypsy of sorts. Never staying in one place, always on the move. And spreading this gospel about this amazing creator and all the good things he does and can do for you if you please him. Joel met him when Ezra was walking past his house. He happened to be outside when Ezra spotted him. Joel didn’t even notice him until he was already standing next to him as Joel looked out over his big yard, depressed because there should be kids out there playing. Sarah should be out there, running around, while him and Laura cook dinner on the grill. When Joel did notice the stranger standing next to him, he tried telling him he didn’t want whatever he was trying to sell. Joels efforts to shake the man went unnoticed as Ezra rambled on and on. Not too long into the conversation, Ezra told Joel about The Children of Ares. Not like any religion Joel’s ever heard of, he was intrigued. Ezra promised eternal life, salvation. A guarantee Joel will be reunited with Sarah and Laura. There was a small group in town who also followed the same practice. Not long after meeting Ezra, Joel went to a meeting in town and soon found himself deeply immersed in this religion.

Fast forward ten years, Joel is now a high priest in The Children of Ares. It’s grown a lot since he’s joined. And even more so since he’s taken this position of power.

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Strolling down the main street on a Friday night, you, your boyfriend and your three friends are all laughing and joking enjoying the brisk fall night. Halloween decorations line the store shop windows, there’s orange and black fairy lights strung up along the sidewalk, going from post to post. On the corner in front of you is the towns crack head spewing his usual nonsense about “the masked freaks who eat people out in the woods”. You’ve never paid him any mind but for some reason his words have you on edge.

“Hey Steve why don’t you go hit the crack pipe again and shut the fuck up!” Your boyfriend, Liam, yells to the man.

Steve narrows his beady eyes at your group, “You’ll regret that boy. The big man is coming. He’s gonna get you and there wont be a lick of you remaining.”

The unease of his words pours over your body and you don’t notice the man standing there, waiting to cross the street when you bump into him.

“Oh oh I’m sorry! I didn’t see you there! Are you okay?” You quickly say as you bounce off of the man you bumped into. Not only is he tall, he’s practically a human wall. The man turns and looks at you, at first with a scowl on his face. But once he gets an eye full of who bumped into him, he quickly replaces the scowl with a smile.

“Oh it’s no problem honey, shit happens,” he says with a chuckle, “I bump into things all the time. Joel. Joel Miller” He says to you with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye as he reaches out his hand for you to shake.

Smiling, you shake his hand and tell him your name. You can’t help but notice how handsome he is. The salt and pepper hair, scruffy facial hair, that smile and those eyes! Not to mention his body! For an older man, he is jacked. You can just tell through his jacket he’s got thick biceps and these meaty thighs. You envision a soft tummy under those clothes. You can’t help but get lost in thought as you stare at the older man.

Joel notices you just staring and let’s out a little chuckle, “Well hey I’m apart of this little group. We’re having a bonfire tonight if you and your friends wanna swing by. There’ll be drinks, food, the works. Here have my card, I can text you the address if you want.”

“Oh yea for sure! That sounds fun!” You say over enthusiastically as you take the card from him and pull your phone out of your jacket pocket to type his number in and send a text. Right after you hit send, his phone dings

“That’s me! Just text the address and we’ll be there!” You give him a big smile as he smiles back at you before nodding his head and giving you a little wave.

Your friends were a little ahead of you, waiting for you to catch up.

“Ooohh someone’s gotta crush!” Your friend Aaliyah said in a singsong voice. The twins, Salem and Violet, standing next to her giggling, covering their laughs behind their hands.

“Oh shut up I bumped into him and he invited us to a bonfire. Besides I already have my handsome, wonderful boyfriend right here.” You say as you look at Liam, sliding your arm around him, looking up at him with hearts in your eyes. Liam snuggles up to your side but keeps his eyes trained on Aaliyah with a shit eating grin on his face.

Scrunching your face up in confusion you look where he’s looking and the unease gets worse. You stand there watching the two have this little flirty stare off.

“Come on guys let’s go check this thing out. It’ll be fun.” You say to break up the tension you now feel between your boyfriend and friend.

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You, Liam, Aaliyah, and the twins all piled into Liam’s truck as you made your way to the bonfire. Joel lives out in the middle of nowhere. After driving for awhile with nothing but corn fields and woods as far as the eye can see, you notice a bright orange flame off in the distance. That must be the bonfire.

Soon you pulled up and turned onto crunchy gravel driveway after traveling on a dirt road for a good portion of the trip. Joel has a nice one story house with a huge yard. The bonfire is behind the house, off a good distance, closer to the tree line but not close enough to accidentally set the woods on fire. There are several cars in the driveway, Liam parked his truck in the grass beside the driveway. As you and your friends got out of the truck, you stood there looking up at the night sky. You could see all the stars and the moon. It was very peaceful, a nice reprieve from the horrible gut feeling you’ve had.

“Hey! You guys just get here?” Some guy yells at you as he walks towards you from the bonfire.

“Yea! We were invited by Joel!” You yelled back

“Well come on back new friends of Joel’s.” He says back with a smile.

You smile back as you walk around the truck to join your boyfriend and go to grab his hand. Except he pulls his hand away without looking at you and follows the guy to the bonfire. Your group walks in silence, music fills the air. You end up in the back of the group, following in silence, feeling left out like everyone is in on this inside joke and they’re all laughing at you but you don’t know why.

Just as your passing the deck attached to the back of the house, you feel a hand grab your arm making you jump, forcing you from your thoughts.

“Hey darlin. It’s good to see ya came.” Joel says in a low baritone voice. Seeing the older man’s face and hearing his voice is already lifting your spirits. And awakening something else within you, between your thighs.

“I’m glad I came too. It’s good to see you again.” You get out breathlessly with a giggle. You literally sound like a love stricken school girl. You have got to get a grip on yourself.

“If ya want something to drink or anything, my door is open darlin. Help yourself to whatever alright?”

Nodding your head yes, a comfortable silence between you two as you share a smile before heading towards the fire.

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Sitting around the bonfire, you laughed and joked with all the others that are there. Joel almost hardly ever left your side, even going as far as putting his arm around you. In a friendly way of course, but your pussy didn’t see it that way. Whenever his big, meaty hands touched you, your body would heat up almost as if he lit a fire on whatever part of your body he touched. Your friends keeping more to themselves, acting stuck up almost. It makes you feel bad you dragged them out there. You didn’t want them to ruin your newly made friends’ night. At one point you looked over and saw Liam and Aaliyah sneak off toward the trees. That bad gut feeling rearing it’s ugly head, as strong as ever. Joel had gone somewhere, so you got up from your seat and followed them as unsuspiciously as you could. Just before you reached the tree line you could see your boyfriend and friend standing there, kissing. Nausea hit you like a truck, the world around you spinning. Your heart dropped out of your ass. You couldn’t believe what your seeing. How could they? But also this is making everything make sense. No wonder Aaliyah always seemed jealous of your relationship. No wonder Liam’s been acting more distant lately. Tears slipped out of your eyes as you turn around and walk all the way back to Joel’s house.

Walking in through his back door, your head hanging down you don’t notice the scowling old man standing on the other side of the sliding door until your shoulder bumps into him.

“Oh! Oh Joel I-I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t m-me. . “

“Darlin don’t you say sorry again. You ain’t do nothing wrong,” he says as his hand reaches out to cup your face, “I saw what happened honey. If anyone’s sorry it’s those two. You don’t deserve that. Not one bit.” His thumb slowly caressing your check as he swipes away a stray tear. You reach up and grab onto his wrist of the hand holding your face. Joel moves closer to you as you look deep into his eyes. Slowly you inch closer to his face, looking at him with heavy lidded eyes before bridging the gap and bringing your lips to his. His lips press back against yours, feeling plush and warm. Lighting up every nerve in your body. You feel him breathe in deep through his nose as he begins to kiss you back harder. You break the kiss just to press your lips back against his, repeating the action several times. The two of you just kissing each other before you pull back and stare up at him with wide eyes,

“J-Joel I- I don’t know what came over me. I’m so sorry, you don’t want me I-“

“What did I tell you, darlin? Stop saying sorry. And don’t you dare say I don’t want you. I’ve been dying to have a taste of those pretty lips since we first ran into each other.” Joel’s hand that’s still cupping your face slides down to your chin as he grips your face between his thumb and fore finger and brings your face back to his. His lips bruise yours as he kisses you deeply, parting your lips with his tongue as he begins to slowly lick into your mouth. You gladly open up and let him in, softly moaning into the kiss, and you enter your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues twirling around each other before you suck his tongue, causing him to growl. His other hand grabs the back of your head, smashing your face even more into his. His aquiline nose smashed into the side of your nose as you continued to passionately kiss Joel. Your hands wrapped around his thick torso, holding him tightly to you, your hands gripping his flannel. Joel bends at the knee as his hands grip the backs of your thighs and hoists you up. You quickly wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you further into his home. You bury your face in his neck and start to lightly suck on his neck causing him to let out this deep growl as his grip tightens. Soon he’s tossing you like a rag doll and your back hits a soft bed. Wasting no time Joel leans over you and begins to take your pants off. You lift your hips to help him and begin to pull your shirt off, tossing it to the side. Now only clad in your bra and panties, Joel just stares at you with dark eyes as he looks you up and down. Devouring every curve of you with his eyes alone.

“Tell me you want this darlin. I gotta hear those words. I gotta hear you say you want this before we go any further.” Joel says as he goes to grab your chin and pull you towards him.

“I want this. I want you Joel. Please.” You beg. Eyes blown wide open as you drink in the sight of this beautiful man in front of you.

Joel wastes no more time and begins to pull his shirt up over his head before unbuckling his pants and quickly getting rid of them. He crawls up the bed, hovering over you before lowering himself. His plush lips meet yours as he kisses you deeply. Your hands raise up to cup his face as he wraps an arm around your shoulders as his other arm reaches down and pulls your leg up on his hip. The two of slowly grinding your bodies into each other, tongues conversing with one another. The heat from his body lighting your body up like the Fourth of July. The hand on your leg moves in between your bodies as Joel finds your sweet wet haven and rubs your slit up and down causing your slick to leave an even bigger damp spot on your panties. Every touch, kiss, grind has you so wound tight. He pushes your panties aside and dips a finger in, gathering your wetness before trailing up to your clit, going in soft circles.

His light touch has you gasping into his mouth. Joel just smiles as he kisses you one more time before moving down to your neck. Wet, open mouthed kisses leaving a trail down your neck, to your collarbone, in between your breasts. He makes his way slowly kissing down your stomach, Joel looks up and sees you staring back at him. Those gorgeous brown eyes staring back at you, you swear he can see your soul. His hands tug on your panties and begin to peel them off of you. Once removed, Joel’s big hands land on your inner thighs as he spreads you even wider as he admires your body.

“So fucking pretty baby. This for me?” He asked as he dips a thick finger in your entrance. Moaning and shaking your head yes, just barely hanging on.

Chuckling, “This sweet little slice of heaven belongs to me now honey,” he says before dipping his head down and giving your clit a couple kitten licks. His hand travels up your body and cups your breast, squeezing, before he pinch’s your nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

“It’s yours Joel. I’m yours oh god I’m yours” your head thrown back as you babble incoherently. Joel smiles into your pussy before his tongue is back, licking wide stripes up your cunt before finding your clit and giving her a few sweet kisses before he closes his lips around the button and sucks. His hand still on your breast rotating between squeezing and rolling your nipple while his other hand has snaked its way to your cunt. Two thick fingers curled up in you have you gasping for air. His mouth and hands alone have already brought you close to the brink of tears. Never feeling ecstasy as good as this before. His fingers find rhythm curling up, hitting that sweet spongy spot inside of you. His sweet mouth never letting up on its assault on your clit.

“R-rrright there!! Oh god right there don’t stop oh fuck please don’t stop j-Joel oh Joel!!!” You start to scream his name as he brings you to the ultimate euphoria. Your cunt spasming as you squirt all over his beautiful face. You grab onto his curls and try to move his head as he continues to lick and suck on you. Barely able to even catch your breath, your cunt starting to hurt from the overstimulation from his mouth. Unable to move his head, you just grip his curls and hang on for dear life already on the brink of a second orgasm. His tongue and fingers are relentless never once letting up. Before you can even register what’s happening, your coming again. Squirt just dribbling out this time rather than shooting out at Joel. Your whole body shaking, boneless as he looks up at you. His face wet as he gives you this shit eating smile,

“That’s it baby give me every drop of your sweet essence.” He says as he admires your sore cunt before running his tongue through your folds one more time.

Joel sits back on his haunches as he grabs your hips and flips you over on your stomach, pulling your butt up slightly as he notched himself at your entrance.

“I think your sweet little pussy is ready for me now darlin. Whatcha think baby? Think she can handle me?” He says with a dark chuckle as he starts to feed you his cock inch by inch. You feel yourself stretch to accommodate his girthy length. Every little bit of his cock sliding along your walls has you quivering. The pace he’s going feels like forever before he hits home and buried his entire length inside you. His cock punches all the air from your lungs, all you can do is fist the sheets beneath you as your mouth drops opens in a quiet scream.

“Fuck she’s squeezing me so tight already honey. Poor baby hasn’t been fucked right, has she? Awe I don’t think she has. Needs daddy’s big cock to stretch her out how she likes huh? Yea she does.” You can hear the smirk in his voice. Your face smashed into the bed, all you can do is nod your head. His filthy mouth has you ready to beg for more. Ready to beg him to fuck you hard. Too see you so pliant and ready to take whatever he gives you has Joel’s eyes rolling back as he pulls out until the tip is left before pushing back in with a quick thrust. He finds his pace with ease, giving you hard, unrelenting thrusts that push you up on the bed as you try your hardest to push back, wanting to fuck yourself back on his cock. But all you can do is lay there and take him. Joel leans down, his chest covering your back as he bites down on your shoulder. You moan loudly as your head lifts off the bed, tilting back. His hands find yours, his fingers interlocking with yours as you continue to grip the sheets. His pace slowed ever so slightly so you feel every thrust, every vein, every inch go in and back out. You swear you might black out from how delicious his cock feels deep inside you. Feeling fuller than you ever have,

“Jj- joooeeeeelllll nngh I-I’m gonna - oh. I-I’m gonna cum daddy fuuuckk oh please don’t stop!” You manage to get out as you move your head to the side, managing a whisper in his ear. Joel moves his face from your shoulder to your face and does his best to kiss you. It’s rather sloppy as you both go to lick into each others mouth, only to barely make it in, getting the sides of each others mouths more.

“Oh good baby good. Give daddy what he wants. Let me feel this sweet fuckin cunt cum all over me. That’s it, that’s fucking it sweet girl oh fuck I can feel her baby I can feel her coming nngh oh.” He moans into your ear as you hit your third orgasm of the night. Your whole body seizes up and you begin to come, your cunt milking his cock for all its worth. Judging by the grunts coming from Joel he’s close too. His thrusts become sloppy before you feel him thrust all the way in and begin pulsing. His thick load coating your walls, you swear you feel him in your womb. He stays inside you for awhile after, resting his head on your back as you both catch your breath and come down from your highs.

He pulls out and moves to lay next to you, helping you to roll on your side. He wraps you up in his blanket before holding you tight to his chest. You bury your face in his chest, taking a deep breath in. His woodsy, musk scent filling your nostrils. Your so spent, sleep finds it’s way to you with ease. The both of you holding onto each other, you eyes finally shut as you drift off to sleep.

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You roll over, trying to find warmth as you start to open your eyes. All too soon it hits you, you slept with the older man you had just met. Joel. You’re still in his bed but he’s gone. Your friends!! The bonfire! You sit up quickly before the memories of what you saw flood back into your consciousness. Fuck Liam and Aaliyah. How dare they betray you like that? You climb out of Joel’s bed and grab a red flannel off the ground and pull it on. The shirt covering what you need it to cover as you button it up a little bit, leaving the top four buttons undone. You decide to go out and find Joel, bring him back to bed. As you walk into the kitchen, you look out the window above the sink and make out the bonfire is still going strong. The clock on the wall reads 3am on the dot. Curious you open the sliding patio door and step outside, wrapping your arms around yourself for warmth. You keep on walking towards the bonfire. As you get closer, it seems like everyone’s gone. Suddenly you notice a robe swishing behind a tree, you decide to follow. Walking into the woods, it doesn’t take long before you find everyone. The sight makes you stop in your tracks. Everyone’s backs are to you, all dressed in white robes with these masks covering the top half of their faces. The bonfire still close enough to give you enough light to notice red. The sleeves and bottoms of the white robes are covered in red and they’re all eating? What looks like red, raw meat in their hands, feasting as if they were animals. You move to go back to the house when your foot hits something and you look down and notice a severed arm. You gasp loudly, putting your hand over your mouth. Jumping back in fright, you hit a solid wall. Turning around, you find Joel.

“What are you doing out here darlin? You aren’t meant to see this. Not right now. Not good for the baby.”

Terrified and absolutely confused by what he meant by that you start to back up.

“I-I Joel please. I-I’m sorry I didn’t know I-“ swinging your head around, everyone has now stopped and are looking your way. An endless sea of blank white masks staring at you. You can see the pile of bodies they were circled around. You make out Liam’s head laying next to a pile of intestines. Human flesh hanging in their hands as they’ve all come to a stop. Your eyes wide in horror as you realize those were your friends. Their bodies laying on the cold hard ground, filleted wide open. Severed body parts scattered about. They were eating them. Actually eating their lifeless bodies.

You turn back to Joel before you trip and fall on your ass. You start to slowly crawl backwards, away from him.

Slowly getting down on his knees before getting into a crawl position, “Now don’t do something stupid honey. It’s okay. I built this community for us. For you. I’ve been waiting for the day my queen came home to me. This is our kingdom to rule.” He says in a low, gravelly voice as he begins to crawl towards you. A terrifying predator coming for his prey. You do your best to crawl backwards while still facing him but he reaches out and grabs your ankle, pulling you toward him.

Thrashing your leg, trying to get out of his hold, your heart beating wildly in your chest.

“Joel please! Let me go! I won’t tell anyone just let me go!” You try to beg, hoping he’ll take mercy on you as you grab onto the leg he has a hold off and try your hardest to yank back out of his grasp.

Joel just smirks at you as he climbs on top of you. His hands grab both of yours and holds them together, pinned to the ground.

“Don’t you see? I did all of this for you baby. I gave you a beautiful home, a community of people who love you. Why can’t you see that? Those others only hurt you, betrayed you. I love you darlin. Always have. I need ya to calm down now honey this is for your own good.” He tells you as you continue to struggle to get out of his grip. He manages to grip both of your hands in one of his as he brings his hand to his mouth. He bites into the fatty part of his hand, drawling blood. He shoves the bleeding hand into your open mouth. The metallic taste hitting your tongue, making you gag.

“Stop it! Stop moving dammit! This is for your own good! You need me! You need my life essence baby! The baby needs it! Take it!” He shouts at you as he continues to shove his hand into your mouth. Unable to get out of his grip or close your mouth, you finally give in and stop moving, letting his blood flood your mouth. Tears stream down your face as you realize you aren’t getting away from this. From him. He’s convinced you’re with child even though it’s only been hours since you’ve had sex. It’s literally impossible for that. Yet he sure thinks so. And on top of that, he’s convinced you belong to him and you need his blood and then there’s the fucking human eating monsters behind you. You aren’t getting out of this alive. Playing along is the only option you have.

“That’s it baby there’s my good girl. I love you darlin. Don’t you love me?” He asks as he removes his hand.

“I love you Joel. I’m so sorry.” You whimper out, only audible enough for him to hear. Joel leans down and captures your bloody lips with his. Kissing you deeply, shoving his tongue inside your mouth. You kiss back, not really having any other choice but to kiss him back.

Joel’s free hand moves down to your cunt, dipping a bloody finger in between your folds, giving you a couple quick rubs on your clit before removing his hand to pull himself out of his pants. His leg nudges your leg to open more as he swipes his cock through your used pussy. After a few swipes, Joel starts to push into you. You’re just wet enough for it to not hurt too bad but it feels so much more intense than last time. The stretch really burns as he continues to push into you. Pinned down on the ground, all you can do is take him. Having been completely occupied by Joel, you had temporarily forgotten about your audience. That’s when you notice a low hum of voices surrounding you. You break the kiss and look to the side and see masked people surrounding you two chanting something in a language you’ve never heard before. Next thing you know, they all get down on their knees, arms extended in front of them, bowing towards you and Joel.

“Eyes on me darlin. It’s okay, you’ll know soon enough what’s happening. It’s a good thing baby. Ffuck oh honey I love you so much. My sweet girl. M-my beautiful Queen, that’s it, take daddy’s cock nngh” Joel tells you as he grunts, bottoming out inside of you again and again.

You can’t help but to grunt as he continues to thrust deep in you. You’re barely able to comprehend anything that’s happened nor the fact you have an audience who also happen to be bowing down and chanting. You are well and throughly screwed.

~Fin~

A/n: I’ve had this idea for awhile, wrote some of it, had a creative slump and had a visit from the horny monster today and wa- la! I hope y’all enjoy this! I love you all and appreciate all the feedback!♥️♥️

Tagging some moots(: - @bonezone44 @multiversed-daydreamer @toxicanonymity @lumoverheaven @wannab-urs @neverwheremoonchild @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @beefrobeefcal @josephquinnswhore @juletheghoul let me know if you want me to untag you!

[strang3lov3]

Hi buga boo. I’m feeling nosy about the end of the year asks. If you could, I would love to hear your answers for question #23 & #24! 🩶🫶

Hi Nickelodeon 🧡

From this post

23. Fics I wanted to write but didn’t - SO MANY! Incubus!Joel was a pipe dream. I wanted to continue Lather but never found a way to finish it. I’ve had this one WIP since at least Oct 2023 where reader has a baby on her own and Joel’s the father, and they do the whole falling in love thing way out of order. Stalker!Roman, who’s your landlord. The biggest though has to be Comfort Zone, which is my sleazy sex shop owner Joel au. I still have a lot of ideas for it, would love to write it, but there’s only so much time in a day. And I’ve been having a lot of fun writing what I’ve been writing - stepdaddy, dark daddy, various one shots.

I don’t feel like I missed the boat on any of these, just that I’ll get to them when I get to them. They’re not canceled, just on pause. Writing them in 2025 will probably keep me sane.

24. Favorite fic I read this year - I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every fic I read this year!! If you browse #strang3lov3 recs or #turbo rec, you can see all the fics I’ve read and loved. Admittedly I’m not fantastic at reading fics, but I attribute that to focusing so hard on writing lol. And school. I worked my ass off in school this whole year.

I live for Ezra + Mouse by @beefrobeefcal, Cult Leader Joel by @noxturnalnymph, Dress Up Joel and SWAT by @covetyou, and literally everything written by @magpiepills and @cum-a-calla. Those two just…oh god. They know what they’re doing. I know it’s for our eyes only, sweet Nic, but I love what I’ve seen of hubby!Tom as well 🥰

[mothandpidgeon]

Obviously I watch every cult docuseries there is but Love Has Won was really giving me cult Ezra vibes so I came back to give this a little re-read. I missed this crazy bunch and I'm still really proud of this one.

Helter Skelter (cult leader!Ezra x f!reader) SERIES MASTERLIST

Helter Skelter series masterlist (cult leader!Ezra x f!reader, dark!Ezra x f!reader)

When you meet a mysterious thinker named Ezra, you join up with his followers and become a part of their family. Your new life is full of psychedelics, sex, and mind bending experiences. But there’s something dark lurking in Ezra’s philosophy. Will you discover it before it’s too late?

Rated: E 18+ This is a dark fic. Mind the warnings. 

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4  Chapter 5 Chapter 6

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[iolaussharpe-24]

Honestly, I've always felt super bad for Sasha Calle.

Like, Supergirl should have been something huge and special for her and everyone could look at her and say, "She's like me".

And then her movie got canceled, not because of her or anything else going in that production, but because of Birds of Prey and Warner Brothers being unable to get their shit together.

Then she got a second chance with The Flash. And then her costar decided to go psycho, Warner Brother still couldn't get their shit together, the movie itself was ass in every way imaginable, and now her big Hollywood debut is always going to be known as the superhero movie starring the sex cult leader that attacks people, kidnapped someone, and ran away from the police in two lead roles.

I feel bad for her. This should have been a golden ticket for her. Henry Cavill liked her, her suit looked good, she had toys being made of her, and her face being drawn in comics, the success story was writing itself.

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You can say "that's just life sometimes" all you want, but it's still unfair that you can go so far and then have forces outside your control take everything away. And, to be perfectly honest, she was probably the only actor in the entire Flash movie that actually came across like she gave a shit. And that's even sadder, because nobody else in the cast needed that movie to work. Ezra Miller is a psychopath who can't act but has a lot of critical acclaim behind them, Michael Keaton is a living acting legend who has been doing this for decades and who won't have his reputation tarnished with one bad movie, and then there's Michael Shannon who didn't bother hiding the fact that he had no idea what was going on or why he was even in the movie to the point that he wasn't even phoning it in. He didn't answer the phone and decided to text back later.

Sasha Calle was a soap opera star. Again, this movie was her Hollywood debut. She has four credits after The Flash and, I don't know about you guys, but I've never heard of any of these. Tell me if you have though. Please, I'm not omniscient. (That rating on The Flash is bullshit.)

But, look at what the first thing on her "known for" is. It's The fucking Flash. The other three in the category are the two movies she's been in since and one of the two that is in production. Not the one in post production. In production.

I don't know about you, but that says something to me.

I have always said that I feel really bad for her. And honestly, thinking about it again now just makes me so mad that this is the world we live in. Her solo movie got canceled because DC looked at Birds of Prey and said "women were the problem here" and then Batgirl got canceled later for a tax write off instead of The Flash because... did Warner think The Flash would make more money because it starred white men? More big names? Batgirl had Michael Keaton and Brendan Fraser. (I know I'm slightly off topic but this is in the same vein and it pisses me off just as much.)

But hey, I'm not her. I'm just your regular old Joe Schmoe watching from the audience. Let's see what Sasha Calle had to say about it.

Sasha Calle deserved better.

[luca-armed-and-neurodivergent]

Haha oh boy two Limbus text posts with moderate but not negative reception and I’m already going into controversial territory

My picks for distortion detective ids :) … oh boy I’m gonna be put in the singing machine for there but THEY ALL HAVE REASONINGS YOUR HONOUR

Let’s just start with the easy ones

Ezra and Dias : Ezra don/Dias Faust … do I need to explain these ? Well Ezra is very energetic and a big fan of Workshops just like don but exchange workshops with fixers. And Faust and Dias just click … ya dig ?

The one where there isn’t an obvious choice but which will need an explanation

YuRia I believe should be ryoshu, her „interest“ in psychomends mirrors ryoshus „interest“ in „art“ her personality also fits onto ryoshu more than other options (yi sang because smart and an inventor… and that’s about it Faust is already given to dias)

Oh boy this is gonna have people look at me weird

Vespa crabro: now meursault is the obvious pick and one I’d agree with, one small issue tho… I believe SINCLAIR is a better pick in all honesty. Why ? Let’s start superficial, young and a powerhouse (especially when they experience strong emotions).and for the more story aspects. They were forced out of a rather good position in life without any choice. Vespa losing his job and Sinclair losing his family and they both have a bad history with an evil group (we don’t know if Vespa was traumatized by the thumb like Nagel und Hammer traumatized Sinclair but it’s clear he holds distain for the syndicate)

And now for the grand finale the thing I might get hate for

Moses

And no it is NOT outis … stop booing me I’m right „but old woman“ „but smoke war“ well guess what. The person I’m thinking off neutralizes both points and yes ITS GREGOR first the superficial points… Gregor is old too bro is 35 he’s already standing with two feet in his grave and yeah smoke war and stuff… also both Gregor and Moses are missing an arm and they both smoke… now for the story THE BIG THING why I believe Gregor is a better pick. It’s because they resemble each other. Just on different sides of the war. Both were essentially brainwashed by a powerful entity on their side of the war. Hermann the head scientist of g Corp and Dias the cult leader of the Udjat. Both also were the favorite underling of said powerful figure and both Moses and Gregor were put into a leadership position Gregor being the mascot and war hero of g Corp, Moses the captain of the udjat and both now have major ptsd from the war also holding distain for their respective brainwasher. And let’s not forget both have been on record for turning into a creature when in emotional distress

Or in short: Ezra/don Dias/Faust YuRia/ryoshu Vespa/Sinclair Moses/Gregor

[southstardrabbles]

sol's masterpost!

this is my official attempt to keep access to all of my main writing in one place! a few of the characters i'll be writing about will also have content on my main blog @northstardrabbles, but if you're just here for the whump, i'll be including any necessary context so you can follow along! everything will be linked below as posts are added.

lore explanations

exolith lore dump (read this first! mostly important for reading until day breaks and storm front)

projects

until day breaks: an alternate universe/timeskip version of a story i'm working on for my main blog. it's a sort of apocalypse/post-ish-apocalypse setting where exoliths have killed or assimilated most of humanity. adam is part of a freedom fighter group called project daybreak, working to secure small bits of territory for those who remain.

during a solo mission adam is trapped and captured by nightfall, an exolith who essentially uses him as bait to try and lure out other members of project daybreak. when it doesn't go as planned, nightfall keeps him around regardless for reasons that neither of them fully understand.

main tags: non-human whumper, defiant whumpee, capture, used as bait, restraints, body horror, cannibalism, living weapon (sort of)

storm front: a sort of prequel or prologue for nightfall. after escaping the lab he spent most of his early life in, he initially struggles to survive before meeting a stranger named rain—and she simply can't pass up the chance to turn this freak of nature into her living weapon.

main tags: non-human whumper, lady whumper, non-human whumpee, living weapons, SO much conditioning/training, drugging, emotional manipulation and gaslighting, body horror, body modification, cannibalism, general violence

genesis & ezra: this is much less of a linear story and more of a relationship i just enjoy exploring: genesis is a cult leader whose religion centers on a sort of sentient fungal hivemind, and ezra is their bodyguard who happens to be infected by said fungal hivemind. genesis is immune, but their followers are not—they actively use this to their advantage, and ezra is not an exception by any means.

main tags: non-human whumper, a bit of conditioning, drugging (sort of), emotional manipulation, slight body horror, cults, religious themes, carewhumper

[noxturnalnymph]

I was hoping to have the next Chapter of Cult Leader Joel out at the end of next week, but I have been suffering from writer's block, so it might be delayed.

In the meantime please slake your thirst for Cult Joel stories with this list above. I would also rec the following Cult Stories, which feature at least one P-boy:

Fear Not the Abyss by @psychedelic-ink - CultLeader!DinDjarin 🩶

Thank your Savior by @beskarandblasters - CultLeader!Ezra 💚

Room's on Fire by @romana-after-dark - a DARK series - Triple Frontier AU about all the TF boys being leaders of a cult. MMMMF. ❤️‍🔥

Also you can read the series that the original ask was talking about by @toxicanonymity here:

Raider Joel Masterlist⛓️ & Left in Lincoln Masterlist🍑

Hello!

I know you have a lot of Joel’s right now so this isn’t a request or anything, I’m just saying Joel would make a great cult leader 🙏🏽 Lincoln Joel sure seems to know how to brainwash and Raider Joel is such a leader 🙈

Love your writing a lot!

Ty friend 💜 I agree! Especially Lincoln being skilled at psychological manipulation 😵‍💫

Check out these cult leader Joels:

Devotion by @noxturnalpascal, it's a series and the world is intricate, a lot to dig into.

Pieces of him by @xdaddysprincessxx dead dove

Real gods require blood by @proxima-writes

[seriousfic]

I'm not sure Ahsoka is even a story

People have been comparing the writing to an AI and... they've got a point there. I mean, stuff happens... barely... but it's like there's no attempt to dramatize or sex things up or impart any excitement or conflict or nuance into the story. Dave Filoni has one move and it's spamming lightsaber fights and starship dogfights constantly.

(Speaking of which, remember in the movies when lightsaber fights would end with SOMEONE dying or at least being maimed? People get IMPALED in Ahsoka and they're there in the next scene like "get some sleep, you need it." Like being impaled by a lightsaber is a cold. Not even a bad cold. They might as well put the lightsabers away and settle things by arm-wrestling, it resolves as much!)

(I'm convinced that Marrok was a studio note added at the last minute because someone realized they had made a show with eight hours of people trying to kill each other with laser swords and no one actually dying.)

I actually read a quote by Timothy Zahn where his idea was that, in their decade-long exile together, Thrawn and Ezra had been forced into an uneasy alliance against an even greater threat. Like, yeah! That's dramatic! That's Something and not Nothing.

When you watch the show, though, it's more like they've just gone off to summer camp. Ezra sees Sabine again and he's just like "hi, how are you?" He's older and he hasn't changed at all. Neither has Thrawn. He's painted his Star Destroyer a bit and he calls his Stormtroopers Nighttroopers now (surely not to sell new merchandise instead of the same old action figures)... other than that, no change in his character whatsoever. Same guy.

Oh, he's teamed up with the Nightsisters, but that just amounts to him getting the obligatory Imperial superweapon. Does anyone really think this isn't going to turn into another plot coupon quest to stop him from using his new toy to destroy the New Republic before it gets destroyed anyway?

I mean, how can you not brainstorm SOMETHING interesting happening with this setup? It's impressive! A kind of anticreativity.

What if Sabine was in love with Ezra, then gets there and finds out he's gotten hitched to a cute Rodian or something. Or maybe he's gone kind of mad with isolation and is using the Dark Side, but doesn't know better in his crazed state?

Or Thrawn could be this Colonel Kurtz figure who's gone around the bend and his Stormtroopers all worship him like a cult leader. Like, right now, what does he even have against the New Republic? Why does he like the Empire so much? What is he trying to achieve? What benefit does he get from challenging the NR over simply suing for peace? It's insane--this one specific character is meant to be a galaxy-killing threat based solely on him as a person, but we know nothing about him as a person. (And he squeaks out a victory over three people, BARELY, and we're supposed to buy that the universe should be quaking in its boots.)

Filoni actually even stumbles upon a good vein of drama. Sabine betrays the galaxy to save her platonic friend. No one cares. Ezra doesn't care, Ahsoka doesn't care--why should the audience care?

Ahsoka trains Sabine to be a Jedi (that's its own rant, by the way), but stops because she worries Sabine will go the same way as Anakin. Jedi are all about nonattachment and Mandalorians are all about clans and lineage. Then, at the worst possible moment, Sabine proves her right, makes the exact same choice that Anakin did to go with saving a loved one over the fate of the galaxy... and Ahsoka just shrugs and goes "eh, no big!"

And I get it. I'm a comic book fan. I don't want to see noble, experienced characters flying off the handle at the drop of a hat and attacking their loved ones because it's their turn to hold the conflict ball. But these characters have no emotions at all! I don't care how good a person you are, if your bestie sells a nuke to Neo-Nazis to get you out of debt, you should probably raise your voice a little.

Also, is the last episode the first time they actually set up that Ahsoka and Sabine's conflict is over this "I'm afraid of her turning out like Anakin" thing? Well after it's resolved? Why? You have eight hours of TV show, you can set this up early on and then pay it off later (not next season, but later).

'Ahsoka has an astral-plane pow-wow with Anakin and gets over her issues' is a decent plot, but you have to actually depict her issues ahead of time, you have to dramatize them in a certain way so we know what the heck you're talking about!

Imagine if in Back To The Future, the first time we saw George McFly was when he punched out Biff and saved Lorraine. You wouldn't care at all, right? It's just a guy punching another guy. We have to know that George is a pussy and that Biff is his tormentor and that he's in love with Lorraine from afar--once we know all that context, THEN it's a triumph for him to punch Biff.

Your show can't just be people punching each other out! It also has to be reasons to give a shit about the punching!

You don't have to spell everything out, but you can't just show Rosario Dawson crossing her arms and expect us to know "oh, she's traumatized from Anakin becoming Darth Vader, she never got over that." You have to put that into words and imagery! Show us her ACTING! Let us RELATE to her! Introduce these people to us and let us get to know them! You can't coast on everyone already liking them because they look like old cartoon characters.

[archtroop]

Ok I'll be saying this, and damn it all.

Not watching The Flash because of Ezra Miller is a childish, sjw-ish, anti behavior.

This is NOT Miller's personal movie. Miller is just ONE actor within this project. Miller is ONE cog (a big and important, yet just ONE) in this machine. By boycotting a project, that involves hundreds if not more talents, screenwriters, producers, actors, directors, tech people, music people, visuals people, costume people, ART PEOPLE, you are spitting in the face of a whole workforce, that whole its crime was to sign a contract on a project along one other person who turned out to be a No Good Guy.

Whatever Miller did, doing and will do, should not ever be a stain over people, ESPECIALLY ARTISTS, who chance would have them working on the same project with them. That is not OK. That is not anywhere along the lines of justice. This is cruel.

This is a "FeelGood" behavior for consumers. A trendy action with zero significance and 100% bad taste.

The production and management did all they can to minimize Miller's upfollowed involvement in the press releases and commercials and interviews for the movie. What you can do is respect the efforts of the crew that worked on the project. The actors who put their best in it. The writers.

Whatever will be of This One Person is up for the courts to decide. If there is a rehabilitation, a sentence a jail time - it's not up to any of the audience to decide. It is not the case for the guillotine.

This movie is not a product of one person, not Miller's personal message to the world, not a cult leader's manifesto. The movie is not a hate crime, not a propaganda created by one Ezra Miller. It's not theirs.

It's a superhero movie, in which Miller stars as an actor.

If Jews can listen AND ENJOY Wagner's music so you can put your big boy pants on and watch THIS movie.

And if YOU personally don't like superheros, and won't be watching it, that's fine.

And if YOU personally don't like the character and not interested in Flash, and won't be watching it, that's fine.

But if you want to watch it, but won't because of ONE actor? You are doing a great disservice to the filmmakers, the other actors and to yourself.

Think about it.

[georgiapeach30513]

I’m going out on a limb here, but I think the ASP event was filmed a long time ago. /

I’m going to agree and throw it out there that maybe the full beard and dark hair is his cult leader look?

I don’t think it’s that old. But anything is possible. The new video can’t be old when Ezra just won the medal last week.

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

My dad and I binge watched all the currently released episodes of Mandalorian season 3 (up to 4 right now). Based on what I’ve seen so far:

1) I feel that the “imperial warlord” is going to be revealed to be Admiral Thrawn. It makes sense since the Ahsoka show is coming up, which is going to be about the whereabouts of Ezra and Thrawn.

2) I do like that this season is actually centered around the Mandalorian culture. The first two seasons were definitely more about Grogu and the Jedi from an outsider’s perspective (Din), so it’s nice to see Din actually be the focus of the story for once. Also, because of the heavy focus on Mandalorian culture, I do get why Bo-Katan is now a main cast member. She fit perfectly in the storyline.

3) Bo-Katan is getting the “Jaime Lannister loses his hand” / “Zuko Alone” treatment. I’m not a hardcore Star Wars fan but from what I’ve seen, Bo is a character who the fandom is a bit divided on. Lots of people like her and lots of people dislike her. So, what I meant earlier is that it looks like Favreau and Filoni are trying to get the audience more on her side by exploring her character after she lost everything. She lost her allies, the Darksaber, and her motivation to fight, which is forcing her to reassess her life. And in this low moment for Bo, she’s finding a new purpose in life by bonding with Din and Grogu, joining the Watch, and seeing the Mythosaur. It’s definitely an interesting angle for this character.

4) What’s up with Pedro Pascal and starring in TV shows where he’s not the main character of episode 3?

5) I liked the Dr. Pershing and Elia Kane episode. It was a little random, but I liked the idea that the New Republic is just the Empire repackaged. The idea that the new government is repeating the same mistakes as the previous one is realistic and you can definitely see the real-life parallels that the show was going for (Operation Paperclip). How this leads to First Order is still beyond me but to be fair, the sequels are still 20+ years away in the timeline.

6) Shipping or not, I do like the angle the show is going with when it comes to Din and Bo’s partnership. Bo views Din as a cultist, Din views Bo as someone who has lost sight of the Way. However, the way their partnership is progressing feels natural. Obviously, they’ve become Grogu’s parents. For Bo, based on how she was looking at Din during the redemption ceremony, I feel that she does appreciate Din’s dedication to the Way. He may be from a cult but at least he hasn’t fallen to the wayside and become a mercenary with no morals. Also, I feel that Din respects Bo as a person since not only did she take care of Grogu and save him on multiple occasions, she’s a Mandalorian leader who wants to restore the honor of their people. It’s like they may not get along on the surface level, but they respect each other’s dedication to the Mandalorian people and culture. And, I don’t know, maybe this might lead to a blossoming friendship/potential romance. What I’m saying is…I can see it.

[kedsandtubesocks]

hi!! popping into your inbox as well hehe <3

can i ask for🥤🧸&🏜️?

Oh dear Jana hi!!! 🥹 thanks so much for dropping in with some lovely asks you’re a peach!!! 💘✨

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

Since she just gave me the sweetest shoutout I’m going to pay it back and rec dear @beskarandblasters ☺️

her cult leader!Ezra fic is SUBLIME 👀🥵😮‍💨

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

I’m so boring but chatting is the quickest way LOL I’m such a gemini moon and get so giggly getting to talk and connect with others!!

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Oh what a good one to ask 🥺

Even if it’s just a single mention of a favorite line or a favorite moment in a fic completely makes my entire day, those are my favorite 🦋

Reminds me of my days in college workshop classes where on our evaluation sheets we had to put a favorite line from the works we read & seeing the different things that stuck with people is such a humbling experience 🤍

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Blowing the sweetest air kiss your way honey! 🩷🫶💕

[tricky-tricky-boys]

Closed starter for @trxplehelix

Andrew took in a breath as he stirred the pasta, trying to get the sauce evenly distributed. He liked cooking, opting to wear just some Grey sweatpants and a black tanktop, barefoot and just swaying to the beat of a soft Playlist that was on a speaker in the kitchen. Today was just like any other day that Andrew was in a really good mood. The store portion of the house was closed, he had his fiance with him who was somewhere in the house, and they were just viking. No wedding planning today since they needed a break, so it was just a chill day. But that was cut short by Andrew feeling a shudder down his back. Someone walked right through his wards. He furrowed his brow a bit before turning down the heat of the stove a bit. "Babe? Can you get the door? I'm cooking!" The doorbell rang, and Andrew just shook his head as he kept swaying.

To Ezra... this was a huge moment. It was only a few months ago that he had found out about his adoption. Only a few months since he had been told about his birth parents... and his twin brother, Andrew. The twins had been separated shortly after they were born, for fear of some prophecy in the cult that the Ballista family belonged in. Not even the cult leader had realized that the Ballistas were actual witches, but their leader had a prophecy about twin boys born with red hair bringing about the Apocalypse, so Andrew had gone with a friend of their mother's and Ezra had gone with a friend of their fathers. So, after doing a locator spell and traveling to San Francisco all the way from Salem, MA, here he was. About to change his life forever. Standing on the porch of a large orange Victorian home, that was also apparently a shop called The Red Cauldron. He adjusted his glasses up on his nose and straightened out his clothes. A simple pair of grey jeans, a white tanktop, and a pair of checkered vans. The person who opened the door made Ezra jump and look up at him, a bright but nervous smile on his face. "I uh... hi. I'm looking for Andrew Ballista?"

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

A, B, and E for the fanfic as game please!!!

A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?

I am notoriously bad at coming up with titles. My ass can sit there and write literally thousands of words of exposition and then turn around and be crippled by the title choice. I think, thus far in my writing career, my titles end up being something that is said in the story itself? I seriously have no creative process for titles though🥲 Inevitable is Inevitable b/c they're soulmates and they're joining is inevitable. A Fresh Start is A Fresh Start b/c she needs a fresh start. Take Care of You is Take Care of you b/c Joel wants to... Do you see what I mean? 🤡

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

Not to trauma dump and run, but a lot of times the themes I explore in my stories are based on my own traumas that I want to work through. On here, not so much or at least not specifically, but there is one pretty significant trauma I wrote about in my Marvel story on AO3 b/c it took me so long to come to terms with it and I wanted to help anyone who read my story and speak on that message. But again, it's 8AM and I won't ruin anyone's morning with unnecessary angst lolol. As for TCOY, that personal experience is: I really want a sugar daddy so I don't have to work anymore🥴

E: If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it be about?

It's less a sequel and more just a 'part 2', but on my fic 'The World Ended' which was a dark!Joel oneshot. I put hints of Ezra (the Pedro character from Prospect) in it. Ideally, I would love to do a sequel to that where it's a different reader than the one with Joel but it focuses on a dark!Ezra where he's a cult leader. Idk what it is about Ezra that screams cult leader to me but I have latched onto that and my brain won't let go. The original was written for the Haunted Hoedown challenege which was why Joel was a darker version, so maybe I'll put out a Cult Leader!Ezra during October as a follow up?