#uncle ezra smut

[thesummerpetrichor]

Oh my god. So so dark and debauched but in the best way possible. I don’t usually read for Ezra but curiosity got the best of me and I’m so glad it did. Literally dead!! Loved!! 🙏💗

Mine, All Mine

Uncle Ezra x virgin f reader

Warnings: Noncon! Unclecest (they are not blood related!) virginity loss, p in v, heavy use of the word kiddo (idk it was doing it for me), filming, uhhh yea I don’t want to say too much so it doesn’t get spoiled. I’d say this is more on the dark side of things so be cautious, you are in charge of your own self and what you read. If it bothers you, stop reading it(:

A/n: this one’s for my love, @bonezone44 ! This literally came from a post they made lol also go check out their Uncle Ezra! It’s the best! (Also if you do/have read hers, maybe you’ll notice a lil Easter egg in mine lol) Enjoy babes! Also Happy Valentine’s Day!😘😘😘

Word count: 4222

Not edited or beta’d (Rad had looked over like half the story so I guess kinda beta’d lol)

It’s the middle of summer and it’s already hotter than Satan’s balls outside. You’re off work today and doing your best to enjoy the day but you’ve found yourself melted to the couch with a fan blasting on high, wearing your shortest shorts and a tank top. Your dad left hours ago for work, he probably won’t be back until much later tonight giving you the whole house to yourself.

You’ve gotten lost in a marathon of Law and Order SVU when you hear a knock on the door. Scrunching your face, confused as to who could be at the door, you get up to go answer it.

Opening the door reveals your Uncle Ezra standing outside, wearing basketball shorts and an old tshirt with the sleeves cut off so his sides are showing, exposing hot, tanned skin.

“Hey kiddo your dad home? I hada to come by to grab a few things.”

You gulp nervously, he isn’t your actual uncle but he’s been your dads best friend since they were kids so he’s considered like an uncle to you. Except ever since you hit eighteen he’s been more touchy, saying extremely sexual things in your ear whenever he’s around. You know it’s wrong, you hate that he does it but a part of you can’t help but like it. You like the dirty things he says, like the way his hand brushes against your ass when he walks by. When you went off to college and moved out you never expected you’d have to move back in with your dad after graduating. Unfortunately life comes at you hard. And ever since you came back home, Ezra has been even more of a menace.

“N-no sorry he’s at work. Um you can come back later.” You say with a stutter as you try to shut the door.

Ezra’s hand shoots out stopping the door from shutting,

“That’s okay kiddo I can wait. Let your old uncle Ezra in sweetie.” He says back with a sly grin on his face, his eyes darkening with mischief.

“O-okay come in.”

“Come in what?”

“Come in uncle Ezra.” You reply with a dry throat.

“Ah there it is. Ya know I like it when you call me uncle Ezra sweetie. It’s good manners and all.”

He walks in through the door, closing it behind him as you turn to walk back to the couch and sit down with your legs under you, leaned against the side cushion. You shiver, now painfully aware of how little clothing you have on now that he’s here. Ezra plops down right next to you, his legs spread as he puts his arm behind you on the back of the couch. You try to swallow, blinking a few times in quick succession.

“Whatcha watching kiddo?”

“Um just law and order. It’s a marathon.” You respond.

Ezra lifts the arm that was behind you and brings it forward, slapping your thigh lightly before rubbing the spot he hit,

“You okay sweetie? Seem kinda off? Is it a boy? Huh? It’s okay talk to uncle Ez. This boy treating you right? Making you feel good?”

Your mouth starts to open and then close as you try to find your voice, “N-no boy uncle Ezra. I-I’m fine. I promise.”

Ezra smiles at you as his hand starts to go up higher on your thigh before stopping and rubbing his thumb back and forth at the top of your thigh.

“Ya know since your daddy ain’t home I’ve been wanting to have this chat with you. Now I know you’re all grown up on me but you should know about men and their needs. But also your own needs sweetie,” he leans in closer so his lips are close to your ear, “Pretty girls like you have pretty pussies and those pretty pussies get wet and needy. Gotta make sure she is properly cared for kiddo. Cant have ya out here dripping and desperate for just any cock. You needa real man.” His low voice sending shivers down your spine. Ezra rubs his nose up and down your neck, right behind your ear.

“S-stop please.”

Ezra pulls back, “Stop? Sweetie I’m just trying to help ya here. I only want the best for ya.” A look of confusion and hurt covers his face.

“I- I want you to stop Uncle Ezra. I know what your doing and I don’t like it. Please stop.”

Ezra sighs real loud, “Okay kiddo. Whatever you say. I’m just trying to look out for ya. I’ll back off.” He takes his hand off your thigh and puts both hands up as he sinks back into the couch, still sitting right next to you. His hands laying down on his open lap.

You swallow thickly before you find the courage to get up,

“I think I’m gonna go read in my room. Feel free to change the channel while you wait.” You announce before heading to the stairs to up to your room.

Once you close your bedroom door behind you, you let out a deep sigh. Taking another breath as though you’ve been holding your breath this entire time. You hate that he feels so comfortable acting so bold. You wished he’d just leave.

It’s been a couple of hours and you’ve been absolutely lost in your own world, reading a new book you’d just gotten. Laying on your bed with your leg propped up against your bent knee as you lay on your back, the perfect reading position. You’re almost to the end when you hear a soft knock on your door as it’s pushed open.

“Hey kiddo just wanted to come check on ya. Wanted ya to have some alone time you seemed a little off earlier.” Ezra says as he walks in and sits on your bed. You sit up straight with your legs criss cross applesauce already feeling a pit in your stomach.

“I- I’m fine uncle Ezra. You didn’t have to check on me.”

“Now I know I didn’t have too but I was worried. You’re like my little girl, you know how much I love ya.” He gives you a soft smile, you can tell he’s trying to put you at ease but all he’s done is make you even more uncomfortable.

Ezra’s eyes flicker over to your nightstand where he sees a sliver of bright pink,

“Well well well what do we have here?” His eyes narrowing in on the object as he reaches forward and pulls out your dildo.

Your cheeks flush, embarrassment washes over you as you grab his wrist that’s connected to the hand now holding your toy,

“Leave that alone! That’s mine!”

“Aht don’t tell me what to do little girl. Now do you mind explaining to me what the hell you’re doing with a plastic cock? I thought my little sweet pea was a virgin. Don’t look like a virgin with this.” He says as he shakes your girthy 7 inch bright pink dildo in your face.

“I am a virgin! And it’s none of your business! Gimmie!” Now you’re fed up, you lunge forward, grabbing at the toy once again only for Ezra to yank it away as his free hand grabs your face, pinching your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger.

“Cut the bullshit little girl, ain’t no way this cunt ain’t been touched if your shoving this fucking thing inside ya,” his eyes leave yours and look down at the toy and back at you, a sly smirk blooming on his face.

“Nah see what’s gonna happen now is I’m gonna see for myself how much of a dirty fucking whore you’ve become.”

He releases your face and immediately you drop your face into your chest, scared to look up at him, wanting nothing more than to curl into yourself and vanish.

“Please don’t. Just leave me alone. Please.” You beg him quietly, your voice barely louder than a whisper.

Ezra puts his hand on the back of your neck and squeezes, making you look up at him,

“Nuh uh. You wanna be a slut? Then you’re gonna take a real man’s fucking cock like the good girl you are and like it.” He says with a sneer.

Your eyes are big, filled with tears threatening to spill over. You’ve never been with anyone sexually before. You’ve never even used that dildo, you only have it because your friend gave it to you as a gag gift and now you fear your uncle Ezra is gonna be your first and you don’t get a say in it.

“Please uncle Ezra, I - I don’t want it. I - I’ve never had sex I swear.” Your lip quivering as you continue to beg him not to follow through on his word.

“Oh kiddo don’t be scared. It’s me, your uncle Ez,” he says condescendingly as he leans forward, so close your noses touch, “I’m gonna fuck this sweet virgin pussy. I’ll make it good for you baby. Make sure she creams all over my cock so much you’ll beg for more.”

Tears start falling down your face, a deep fear spreading through your body like a cancer. A fear your pussy seems immune too as you feel yourself clench around nothing in excitement.

“Now lay on back like a good girl baby. Go on.” Ezra urges you as he lets go of your neck and pushes your shoulder back gently. As scared as you are, you also know how much you do secretly enjoy the attention and the touches you get from him. You bite your lip nervously as your back hits the pillows behind you.

Ezra grabs your calf and uncrosses your legs as he bends forward. His face in between your legs, his nose brushes against your clothed slit as he takes in a deep breath.

“You smell so sweet kiddo.” He says looking up at you before glancing back down, “looks like someone’s excited to meet me.” He said with a smirk as he brings his hand up, taking his thumb and swiping up from the bottom of your slit up, landing on your little bundle of nerves. He slowly rubs a few circles on your clit, your body lights up from the electric feeling of someone touching you there. You quickly bite your bottom lip and squeeze your eyes closed, trying your hardest to hold back any sign that you like how it feels.

Not paying any attention to you, Ezra pulls your shorts to the side revealing your wet pussy. His brows scrunch as he purses his lips together and lets out a little “oooh”

“She’s even prettier than I imagined honey,” he says before laying a soft kiss on your slit, “seems real happy to meet me too.” He says with a little chuckle. Ezra dives right in, his tongue parting your lips as he licks up and down. Up and down. Swirling his tongue around your entrance before going up to swirl around your clit before he suctions his lips around the little bundle and gives it a few gentle sucks.

The feeling of his mouth on you has you teetering on edge already. You’ve never experienced someone licking you down there before. And it feels so good. A breath moan escapes through your lips before you realize it. Ezra looks up at you when he hears it only to see you with your eyes closed shut and sees you quickly clamp your mouth shut.

“Nu uh kiddo. Open your fucking eyes and watch me,” he says before reaching up and slapping you lightly on the face to get your attention, “fucking rude of ya to do that. Guess I gotta train ya to take cock and to be a good little whore huh?”

You open you eyes, looking down at him. You shake your head no, scared to open your mouth knowing you wouldn’t be able to speak normally.

Ezra looks back down at your pussy as he lowers his hand down. He takes his finger and gently prods your pussy. He pushes a little bit into you before pulling back out, only to push his finger in more and twist.

A whimper escapes your lips this time. His thick finger moving inside of you feels so good you just can’t help it.

“That’s it honey, feels good don’t it? Yea it does,” he slips his finger in all the way continuously moving in and out, twisting as he does so, “She’s opening up for me baby. I think she likes me.” He leans forward again and licks your clit. Looking up at you as he keeps licking and fingering, the sensation’s overwhelming your entire being. He starts sucking your bundle of nerves again, Your head tips back as you give up trying to fight how you feel. Letting out a moan as your hand comes up and grabs your breast and squeezes.

“That’s it baby take em out, play with your nipples for me, gonna feel even better,” he orders before diving back in to lick and suck on your bean.

Doing as he says, you pull your tank top up, revealing your breast as you take one in each hand. Letting yourself feel them, giving them squeezes before you take a nipple in between your fore finger and thumb, pinching the sensitive nub and rolling it between your fingers.

He’s right, you find yourself in ecstasy as you continue to play with yourself as he eats you out.

Ezra’s mouth leaves your heat as he sits up and grabs the dildo. Laying back down in between your legs, he takes the dildo and starts running it up and down gathering your slick on the pink phallus.

“I think she’s ready for more baby what d’ya think?”

Your hands stop what they’re doing as you look down at him with eyes wide with terror. Taking a large gulp you give him a tiny head shake, ‘no’ you mouth.

“Don’t worry baby she’s gonna like this. I’ll kiss it better after.”

He holds the base of the dildo and slowly pushes the top inside your dripping entrance. He manages to get just the tip in and stops pushing in. He slowly twists it side to side as he looks up at you to gauge any pain you might have. You tensed up at the intrusion, your mouth clamped shut with tears forming in your eyes. Ezra leans forward and kisses your sensitive clit, making your hips buck up, chasing his mouth for more. He ever so slightly pushes a little bit more in as he wraps his lips around your bundle of nerves and gives it a little suck. You’re not sure how to feel. The searing pain from the dildo entering you seems to subside and turns into overwhelming pleasure as Ezra continues his assault on your pussy. Soon he pushes the toy all the way in you, all you can do is lay there, writhing in ecstasy as he starts pumping it in and out, switching back and forth between licking and sucking on your stretched cunt.

“Ooohh nngh oh fuck oh fuck Un- Uncle Ezra please - I-I’m close oh fuck I’m gonna -“

White hot pleasure erupts all over, your legs shaking, your body starts to thrash and wiggle as your orgasm takes over. Your brain is on mute, no thoughts, you can barely even remember your own name.

“That’s its kiddo, oh fuck yea I told you she’d like this. Prettiest fucking pussy, got my face fucking soaked baby. Come here”

Ezra stands up, taking the dildo out of you and licking the flared bottom of it before crouching down in front of the mirror that’s next to your bed and sticking it on the mirror.

He stands back up and takes a step and is back at your side. He puts his hand behind your neck. You can feel his fingers work up the base of your skull and grab a handful of your hair. Once he has a good grip, he pulls you up by your hair,

“ Get on your knees baby it’s time you take a real man in those pretty holes of yours.”

Your legs are jelly, you can’t even manage to land on your feet when he pulls you. You roll out of bed and land on your knees on the floor. Your hands shooting out, landing on his leg as you try to keep yourself from face planting.

“Stick out your tongue baby.”

You immediately drop your jaw and stick your tongue all the way out. Your eyes wide looking up at him, without a single thought behind them. Your consumed with this want to do whatever he says, to swallow up any crumb he may leave you in hopes of feeling a smidge of the pure ecstatic pleasure he can give you again.

With his hand still tangled in your hair, his other hand pulls down his shorts. His thick cock springs out, the tip an angry shade of red with precum already leaking out. He is easily the biggest cock you’ve ever seen. Way bigger than the dildo you just took. No longer scared of any potential pain he may cause you, instead a pang of desire shoots through your body, you can feel your pussy get even wetter.

He takes himself in his hand and gives his cock a few pumps before guiding it into your open mouth. He isn’t so gentle this time. Instead he’s quick to push his cock down your throat, hitting the back of your throat making you gag on the first entry. Instantly you gag hard, tears fall from your eyes as spit starts to leak from your mouth around his cock. He pulls out and quickly shoves himself back in. Your hands go up, laying on his thighs as he pushes your head down on his cock as he pushes in. Giving you no respite, you quickly learn to breathe through your nose.

“Fuck yea always had a pretty little mouth on ya baby go on, give Uncle Ezra’s dick a good suck. Show me how good my dick tastes baby.”

You try real hard to suck on him as best you could. You cover your teeth with your lips and tighten your lips around him. Sucking on him, moving your tongue around, tracing a vein that went from the base almost up to the tip. Your nose buried in his curls as he holds you down on him.

“Oh kiddo, y’doing so good nngh this mouth is mine honey. Only Uncle Ezra fucks this pretty hole y’hear me? That tight little cunt is mine too.”

You moan around his dick, hearing him claim you as his.

Suddenly Ezra yanks on your hair, sending you back off his dick. He moves out of the way and pulls you forward, causing you to fall on your hands as he continues to pull making you crawl. Once he stops you realize your directly in front of your mirror. More specifically right in front of the dildo that is now sticking to it. He crouches down so his face in close to yours

“Suck on the fake dick now baby Uncle Ezra’s gonna be right behind you, opening up that tight little gash o’yours.”

Your eyes wide as spit trickles down your chin. Ezra leans forward shoving his tongue in your mouth, kissing you with feral enthusiasm, licking into your mouth before taking your tongue between his lips and sucking as he pulls back. A string of spit connects you too as he breaks the kiss he takes a few seconds and just admires how beautiful you are. Hair a mess, spit covered chin, a wild look in your eyes that says you love this. You look throughly wrecked and he’s just getting started. He yanks on your hair one last time and guides you to the dildo where you wrap your lips around it and begin to suck. You look into the mirror and see yourself on all fours, sucking the toy as Ezra stands up behind you and takes his clothes all the way off.

Once naked, Ezra gets back down on his knees behind you. His hands glide over the globes of your ass as he sits back on his legs and just takes in the most beautiful debauched scene in front of him. Taking himself in his hand, he gives himself a few pumps before spitting down onto his dick. He lines himself up and pushes in, he goes slow. Giving you barely just the tip and already he’s letting out this unabashed low groan as his eyes roll back.

“Oh fuck baby this is gonna be a tight fit,” he says in a deep lust filled voice, “Don’t worry kiddo Uncle Ezra’s gonna make her purr real nice.”

He reaches down, his fingers finding your clit with a quickness. Softly rubbing circles on your bundle of nerves, you feel yourself relax completely. Ezra pushes in a little bit more.

He might be immoral but he’s not a complete monster. He knows his pretty little niece is a pure virgin, he’s gonna make this unforgettable. He already knows she’ll come crawling back for more, he thinks to himself as a smirk crosses his face.

“Breathe baby, just breathe. Fuck you feel so good, tight little gash suckin me just right.” He coaches you as he finally pushes all the way in, waiting a few beats before he moves again letting you get used to the stretch.

You feel so full with his cock inside you and the dildo in your mouth. You can’t help but whine as you feel him throb inside of you. You pull off the toy,

“Uh-uncle Ez- Ezra please. Oh p-please move oh fuck I’m so full. . s’good.”

Hearing you moan and beg is all he needs as he starts to move and quickly finds a hard, fast pace.

Your mouth falls open into an O shape as the breath is completely knocked out of you as he starts to really fuck you. It’s too much but at the same time you want more. You’ve never felt euphoria quite like this. You go back to sucking on the toy so you can feel that exquisite full feeling again.

“ Ooh kiddo yea. Fucking hell that’s it baby oh fuck look at you. Got a cock finally inside this little virgin slit and you already need two dicks just to satisfy ya huh? Yea you do. Ho-hold on baby I gotta make sure I never forget this.”

His thrusts slow until he stills inside you as he reaches over to his shorts and pulls out his phone. Once he straightens back up behind you, he opens the camera on his phone and flips it so he sees the debauchery that’s in front of him on his phone.

“Yeaaa that’s it, show the camera how much of a nasty little slut you really are honey. Go on, show em how good your pretty little mouth sucks.”

You should feel shame. Embarrassment. You should beg him to not film you in this lewd act. But you can’t. And won’t. Something about him filming this makes you drip with even more want. Makes you want to do even more depraved, perverted acts with him. Maybe even after, the two of you watch your home movies as you lay in bed.

Ezra holds onto your hip with one hand as the other holds his phone as he drives his throbbing cock back in. He sets an unrelenting pace as he pounds into you.

You’re an absolute mess as you moan around the toy in your mouth.

He chuckles darkly, “Look at my sweet little niece. Letting her dirty old uncle pop her sweet cherry. Nngh oh fuck yea. Perfect fucking pussy squeezing me so tight. Look at my cock hungry little whore. I told you she’d like me baby, she’s so creamy, eating me right up.” His words abruptly ended by a moan he couldn’t help but let out.

“Ff-fuck yea that’s it, Uncle Ezra’s gonna cum in his cunt. It’s mine now baby she’s only gonna take my cock, my cum ya hear? Nnn oh fuck oh fuck let me feel you cum sweetheart, come on”

He reaches back down and quickly rubs circles on your clit and immediately your legs start shaking as you feel your orgasm crash over you. You let out a muffled cry, the toy in your mouth keeps you from yelling very loud.

“Fuck. Fuck. Oh fuck.”

Ezra chants and soon you feel him spurt hot cum deep inside you. He stills, cock still buried in your tight heat as he bends down over your back.

Ezra puts his phone down as he holds you for a moment, leaving soft kisses on your shoulder and down your back before he pulls himself out of you. You pull off the toy and slump to the side on the floor.

“Let’s get you cleaned up kiddo. How bout we go get some’ to eat? That sound good baby?”

You look up at him with a smile on your face, “Yea that sounds good.”

Ezra smiles back and with that he helps you up and takes you to the bathroom.

[aurorawritestoescape]

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[readychilledwine]

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....Adriana is back so I could put her with the person I'd been originally planning.....

So Small

Summary - After finding Nyx and Adriana together, chaos ensues in the House of Wind

Warnings - implied smut, verbal fighting, some physical stuff because Illyrians, parents walking in on their kids doing things. (It's a reoccurring theme for Cassian. It's what him and reader get as far as Azriel is concerned.)

A/N - When I first wrote Daddy's Girl, I had intended for Adriana to be out on a date with Nyx, but opted against it for some reason. This I can make work, though. I also tried to fulfill two requests in one here for two of my anonies 💜

Adriana felt herself sinking against the front door of the House of Wind, a wide smile engraved on her face.

Tonight had been perfect. He had opened doors for her, paid for their drinks and dinner, he had asked her to dance. She'd been smitten with him since she was a little girl, but now this was different she knew it too. Maybe it was his eyes. Those blue eyes Adriana had found herself falling into since she turned 50 and finally understood what these feelings were.

They had gone beyond childhood infatuation, beyond teen attraction, beyond anything any book or novel had taught her or what she thought she understood from watching the countless stolen kisses and whispered words that occurred between her parents.

Adriana truly believed she was in love.

She stood, shrugging the leather jacket off and hanging it up before tiptoeing quietly towards the stairs. A light flickering on in the living room caught her eye, then the wings, then the spinning chair.

Her father sat illuminated in his full armor, all 7 siphons burning red, his hands folded gently into his lap as if he didn't know what to do with them. "Wherehabeyoubeen?"

The words were slurred together, causing Adriana to giggle. "Have you been drinking, daddy?"

Cassian scoffed as if the idea was insulting before throwing a glass filled with amber liquid over his shoulder, his face falling as it shattered. He cleared his throat, focusing harder, "I would never drink when my babygirl is missing. Where have you been?"

Adriana paused thinking of any excuse she could to hide her date from her over protective father as long as possible. "With Uncle Rhys and Nyx."

Another chair turned and another light illuminated her Uncle Rhys. His cheeks were kissed slightly red, his posture slouched and so casual Adriana thought she had to be dreaming. "Try again." He slurred out.

"Well Nyx was there. As was Ezra." Another chair turned, and Adriana could not longer hold in her laughter as Azriel turned in it, hiccuping heavily as he tried to remember his clearly rehearsed line.

"I forgot what I was supposed to say." Azriel's eyes were distant, hiccups and giggles falling from his mouth as they all snickered before he did a double take towards her, "but where you?"

Nyx, your father is at my house completely shit faced. She heard the heir sigh in her head. Bring Ezra.

She watched as Rhys slowly slid down his chair, lip pulled between her teeth as she tried not to laugh. "Daddy, how much did you three drink?"

She watched as her father looked between the three of them, trying to count on his fingers and blinking rapidly as if they were multiplying on him. "I only had one." His answer was definitive. "Azriel had… how much did you drink, Azzie?"

The shadowsinger went into another hiccup fit before laughter turned into sobered seriousness. Her uncle was playing along and had her breath stilling in her throat. "Addy, I know what you were doing, who you were with." She moved to Azriel, his hand gently taking hers as he blocked Cassian and Rhys from hearing their conversation. "He's a good choice, Adriana." His whispered words clenched at her heart. "I can't imagine a better match for you or him."

Ezra and Nyx appeared. Ezra shirtless and in his sweatpants, clearly having just woken up, further foiled the fake plan she had gone with. Rhys pointed at his nephew, "You were NOT at the concert."

Ezra looked at him, hazel eyes scrunching. "Cauldron boil me, we can't fucking move them out of this house. There's still guest rooms upstairs right?" Adriana nodded as Ezra took his father from her. "Come on dad, let's go lay down."

Azriel nodded, falling back into the act and allowing his son to support him up the stairs to his old bedroom.

Nyx took Rhysand next, "You too, pops. Let's go upstairs and get you some water, yeah?" The heir helped his father, throwing Adriana one last charming smile ans wink as he left her to the lone wolf sitting in a chair, eyes following her every move.

"Daddy, can I deactivate your siphons?" Cassian grunted holding his hands out for her. She pressed the glowing red stones lightly, preparing to step back, only to be yanked into his lap. "Daddy, we can go snuggle in my room."

"Right here is fine." He had his nose buried in her hair. His normal scent of fire and winter air was mixed with the heavy scent of expensive dry aged whiskey and deep wines. "Tell me about your date, nugget."

Adriana froze, leaning back to stare into his eyes. Despite his drunkenness they radiated love, adoration, and almost worship for her. They were the windows into her father's soul, screaming his every emotion to her. The worry, the pain of losing his daughter, the joy in her finally exploring the world.

"I really like him, daddy." Cassian nodded. His hand rubbing his face. "He was good and kind. He held doors open, bought everything, asked me questions about myself." She felt the first sob before the tears actually came and her father buried himself into her shoulder. "Daddy, whats wrong?"

Cassian held tight to her dress, crying into his daughter's shoulder as emotion overwhelmed him. He knew it was the intoxication, and mentally noted in the sober part of his mind to give himself some grace. "I'm just not ready, baby. Your brothers are hardly home anymore, and now you think you can just run around and and date males? I'm old. How am I supposed to handle this."

Adriana smiled thinking of Asher and Flynn up at Windhaven. "Your sons are currently the joint lords of one of the most respected Illyrian Camps. Both with wonderful wives." She brushed his long dark hair from his sweaty forehead. "They're literally coming home for a two week visit tomorrow. And visit almost monthly." She kissed his forehead, watching as his eyes shut and his shoulder relaxed, wings coming to wrap around them.

"I think I'm allowed to date because I am a grown female," Cassian shook his head.

"My baby. You're my baby."

"And I'll always be your baby, daddy." Her tone was gentle but firm, reminding him instantly of her mother. "I will always be your little girl, dad. I just want what you and mom have."

"Does he give you that?" Cassian's voice was almost suddenly sober. "Does he give you those butterflies when he says your name? Does he make your finger and toes feel tingly when he holds your hand?"

Adriana nodded. "Then I can't exactly be mad when you tell me that and I see those stars sparkling in your eyes, can I?" Her brought her head into his shoulder and neck. "How can I say no when you look the happiest I've ever seen you?"

"It'd be pretty rude to, honestly." Cassian hummed. His large hand holding her smaller one, allowing her to feel every scar and callous from years of training to create this beautiful period of peace she was raised in. "I love you, daddy."

"And Gods, I love you," his voice broke again with tears. "I love you so fucking much, baby."

-

3 months later

They got too comfortable. After months of Ezra, Micha, and a few other friends covering for them, they got sloppy.

Nyx had been coming over to bring Adriana paperwork, that was it. She had a few reports he needed to get to his dad as soon as possible, but how could he have said no when he found her alone in an empty home, naked as the day she was born in her room.

It was worth it, he kept telling himself as Cassian kicked him back to the ground. Worth every second. She was worth every second.

"You fucking helped raise her! How long have you been grooming her?! How long have you been taking advantage of her?"

A fist found the side of Nyx's jaw and he caved, calling out for his father and mother. Pleading with Ezra and Azriel to come. His Aunt was trying to hold Cassian back. Screaming at him to stop. Screaming for him to just talk to Nyx and Adriana. Nyx's eyes flicked to where his mate was, the shadow wraith twins holding her tightly as she begged for Cassian to stop.

Shadows and darkness grabbed Cassian, ripping him away from Nyx and allowing soft hands to hold him. "What the fuck is happening here?" His father's loud voice was laced with anger and fury.

It didn't take the shadowsinger long to put two and two together. Adriana's hair was a mess, a soft satin robe tied tight against her body. Nyx was in boxers, the faint outlines of crescent moon shaped wounds in his back and shoulders. "Nyx and Adriana finally got caught." Several eyes shot to him, and he shrugged. "They weren't that sneaky."

Ezra's jaw tightened as he grabbed the dress his own shadows brought him before going to Adriana and covering her in them to allow her to put clothing on. "Just tell them Nyx, cat is out of the bag already."

The heir was holding his jaw, reaching deeply inside himself to prevent from lashing out against Cassian the way his blood was pounding for him to. "She's my mate. We've been dating for close to 7 months now and hid it for this exact reason." Nyx winched as Rhysand came to him, checking the forming bruise.

"I never once tried to touch her when she was a child. I never once told her she couldn't see anyone else. She's been on countless dates with a few other High Lords sons, with a few illyrians from Windhaven, and a random shopkeeper. I never interfered or stopped her."

Cassian growled loudly, about to hit his nephew again until Azriel and y/n held him back. "I have watched what you do to females, Nyx. That's not happening. Not my daughter."

Rhys shot Cassian a look. "What my son has done? You mean following our mutual shit advice and enjoying his youth?"

Adriana felt her world shifting and falling apart, your words were ignored as Rhys and Cassian began to argue again. Her heart was in her throat as she started to cry. Ezra tucked her into him tightly, hand lacing into her locks as he tried to calm her down. "Daddy, I love him," she felt warmth down the bond as Nyx sent a silent I love you back to her.

"I never strung females along the way he has, Rhys," the general growled. "I'm not allowing that to date my girl." Rhys clicked his tongue, finger pointing at Cassian.

You gave the two of them a look before looking between your two child, sympathy etched deep into your features. "Let's all just go sit down and talk about this."

"And he's not good enough. He's going to use you just like he did every female before you."

It was Rhysand's turn then. He jumped Cassian without warning, fists flying as he lost himself and his composure. You went to try to pull them apart, only to have Feyre jump you, thinking you were about to help Cassian.

Hell had broken loose in that moment. You were not combat trained. You were a scholar, a Librarian who spent her days reading and researching ancient civilizations and languages for your High Lord. You could hardly defend yourself against the high lady, just begging her stop, telling her you were trying to stop the fight. Azriel was moving first, but ended up getting tangled into the fight with Cassian and Rhys.

Nyx was immediate to grab his mother, ripping her off of you and staring at her as if she was insane. He knew better than to stop between his father and Cassian. Blood had been drawn between the two. Fists were being thrown at a speed he couldn't even comprehend. He left them to Azriel, Ezra, and their shadows as he knelt down beside his crying aunt. "Mom, you need to go get Madja." His aunt was covered in her own blood, shaking. "Mom, I'm not asking. I am telling you. Go get Madja now."

"Dad, she's hurt, bad." The sentence had Rhys and Cassian stopping mid strike, their shirts both held in one fist. Rhys took one look at you and froze, his hand dropped from Cassian. They had been so caught in their own fight they had not even heard you and Feyre begin to. Cassian's hand dropped from Rhys as he ran to you, cradling you against his chest as you whimpered.

His father's attack was understandable, justified even by Illyrian standards. His mother's attack had been to hurt Cassian to make Cassian feel as low as his parents were right now. It wasn't understandable, nor justified. It went against every lesson Nyx, Ezra, and Adriana had ever been taught. Never harm the priestesses. Never harm the scholars.

"Get out of my house." He demanded. "Take your fucking son and get out of my home." It could have all been forgiven, it could have all been talked out, but this was a line. A crossed, now broken, line Rhysand and Azriel did not know if Feyre or Rhys could fix. "We'll be moved out and into Windhaven by the end of the week. Get the fuck out of my house.. Now."

Adriana had moved from Ezra's protection to her mother, comforting her softly as she began to assess the wounds. "Ezra," Nyx flinched as his mate called for their friend instead of him. "I need water and a few rags please."

The younger shadowsinger moved without hesitation and was back all in time for Rhys and Cassian to begin another verbal spar.

"It was instinct to protect her mate, Cassian, she didn't mean to." Cassian shook his head, holding his wife closer to him.

Azriel looked a Rhys and then down at you and Cassian and instantly moved to help Adriana clean and assess your wounds.

Your lip was split open, jaw bruised, eye bruised. Feyre had not pulled a single punch.

"You think this is justified? I walk in on your son fucking my daughter. I saw red, Rhys. I fought another male who has gone through extensive training." He paused. "I made a comment in anger I shouldn't have and was going to let you beat the shit out of me because I deserved that and I am trained." His finger ran the length of your bloodied lip. "My wife has no training. She's a priestess who claimed sanctuary in the House of Wind and now her high lady has violated that safety."

"Cassian, I'm sorry." Rhysand was pleading. "Let me heal her. Please. Let me heal her and we can all talk about this."

Nyx shook his head at his dad. "We can't fix this," he muttered. "Not right now. It's too fresh."

Rhys disagreed, moving slowly to kneel down next to you. It was a dangerous game. Cassian was always protective of you, even before the bond snapped and you accepted it. He had found you naked, beaten, and covered in the blood of other females in an Illyrian temple. A story all too familiar to them with Azriel's own wife. Unlike the ferocious redhead, though, you had found comfort in the quiet.

Cassian had begun courting you around the same time Azriel had Gwyn. Cassian had found it much harder. You were a gentle being who appreciated the little things, Cassian was a warrior known for grand and dramatic gestures. Oil and fire, they all had joked. But even now, you two and the love you shared burned so brightly it seemed to be a beacon of hope to all around you.

Rhys held eye contact with him, pressing a hand gently to your face. He healed you while maintaining that contact with Cassian, eyes pleading. "Please do not take my son's mate away from him because mine made an unforgivable error. If you never speak to Feyre and I again," Rhysand's throat tightened at the thought alone, "I will understand, but please. Do not make them part ways over this."

Cassian's jaw twitched as Rhys sent him the memories of he and Azriel holding the high lord when Feyre was trapped in Spring and again after Tamlin had taken her in Hybern. "Please do not make him experience the pain I did."

"Ezra, can you take y/n to our room please." Cassian would not look at them. "Nyx there's spare leathers in the shed if you want to borrow some so we can all talk."

-

The conversation had moved to the living room. Adriana tucked tight into Cassian's side as they waited for Madja to come back down. Ezra was pacing the fireplace area. Azriel was in a chair between Rhys and Cassian. Nyx was sat next to his father.

Feyre had left immediately upon her return with Madja, crying as she fully realized the extent of what she had done. She knew she needed to allow her husband to handle his brother and this situation before she could apologize.

"What if-"

"Don't," Cassian stopped Adriana gently. "Don't think that or put it into the air, little one. Positive thoughts only." He kissed her head, refusing to continue the discussion of Feyre's actions until Madja came back.

The old healer appeared downstairs and motioned for Cassian to join her in another room. Adriana folding in on herself, heavy sobs shaking her body as her wings tucked in tight against her frame.

Nyx moved to her instantly. "Adriana, what's going on?"

Adriana shook her head. She knew her mother still had nightmares about her attack, nightmares that kept her father up late into the night. Nightmares that had been gone for a little over a month now, and this may trigger.

Cassian moved back into the room, thanking Madja as she went back up the steps and to your side. He nodded to Adriana, taking a different seat to allow Nyx to continue to comfort her.

Cassian knew what he needed to do, putting a hand on the heir's knee and waiting for him to look at him. When his blue eyes finally did, Cassian spoke. "I am sorry I put my hands on you in anger and said cruel things about you and to you." Nyx felt his lip tremble slightly. "I am sorry, Nyx. I was in shock. I was angry because I didn't even know she's had sex before. I thought that you were-" Cassian shook his head. "There's no excuse for what I said or did. I just hope you can find it in your heart and mind to forgive me someday."

Nyx threw himself into his uncle's arms. "I already forgive you. I promise her first time was special. I promise I treated her well."

"I know you did," Cassian confirmed. "I know you love her. I can see it. I've been able to for a while. Just, please stop hiding things from me when it comes to my daughter." Nyx nodded. "I won't take her away. I promise, Nyxie. Ezra would also kill me."

The young shadowsinger nodded. "I would try. Your old ass is still pretty spunky, though."

Nyx moved back to his spot, allowing Cassian to move to Adriana. "No more lying," he said firmly. "No more hiding anything from us. We raised you in an open and supportive household. We allowed you to make decisions based on your judgements and supported you as long as what you did wouldn't cause harm to anyone else. I raised you better than to keep lies and secrets from your mother and I. Agreed?"

Adriana nodded. "I'm sorry, daddy."

"I know you are, angel. It's okay."

You came down the stairs with Madja. Walking the healer to the door, you stopped as you saw Feyre sitting on the steps. You grabbed her hand gently, pulling her into the living room where your families all sat.

"Are we all actually surprised by this?" You finally asked. "Or are we just trying to continue to deny something that clearly has been existing since Adriana figured out she likes males?"

The room went into laughter. You moved to Nyx, kissing his forehead. "You are so much more than we could have ever asked for, Nyx. I am so sorry this was the response you got." Adriana had moved to Rhysand and Feyre's open arms while you and Cassian paid attention to their oldest son.

"It's my fault too," he closed his eyes, enjoying your hands running through his short hair. "I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have encouraged her to hide it until we were sure."

"And you are sure now?" You asked holding eye contact with Nyx.

He nodded. Conjuring a small black box and showing Cassian who hid it using his wing. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

You kissed his forehead again, tears welling in your eyes, "Then this is the perfect happy ending."

"No," Cassian spoke softly, watching as Rhysand held Adriana's face in his hands, his forehead resting against hers as they spoke with her about shadowing Feyre for a month. Rhysands thumbs were stroking his daughter's cheeks as she nodded, tears in his and Feyre's eyes. "This is the perfect beginning."

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Pedro Pascal Character Fic Recs | Vol 41

AO3 | Kofi | Main Masterlist | The Spreadsheet Masterlist

Hello and welcome to The Spreadsheet Digest, a weekly(ish) fic rec list. This is everything I've read in the past week. There's a wide variety of vibes here, so be sure to check tags carefully. Summaries and tags are provided by the author unless they didn't include them -- then I add them myself.

Volatile a Dave York one shot by @javier-pena

Dave moves in with you and your husband after his divorce to help him get back on his feet.

protective Dave | mention of divorce | mention of food | infidelity | oral (m receiving) (mentioned) | mirror sex (mentioned) | masturbation (female) | getting off on cheating | use of a bullet vibrator | dirty talk | name calling | slight degradation kink | mention of canon typical violence | injuries (nothing too graphic) | slapping | edging | fingering | choking | anal (f receiving) | spitting | spanking (pussy and regular) | double penetration (kind of) | use of restraints

Dirty Laundry a Dave York one shot by @taeslarityy

it’s a hot august week at the york’s lake house, which also happens to be the week you and your husband got married one year ago. your father in law — dave york — finds you changing in the laundry room and decides to give you a celebration of his own.

father-in-law dave york, infidelity, dubcon, NON-CON, age gap (reader is 21, dave is nearing 50), SMUT 18+, heavy degradation(whore, slut, bitch), humiliation, dumbification, unprotected piv, sir kink, rough face-fucking, forced creampie, talk of pregnancy, reader is under the impression that she endures forced impregnation, hair pulling, slapping, spanking, semi naive reader, dave is not a cutesy nice man in this.. he honestly has no concern for readers feelings or pleasure. so please, if themes like dubious consent + non-con + blatant cheating are not ur forte, protect ur peace and scroll away!!

The Stranger the Better a Dieter one shot by @seventeenpins

Dieter gets tentacles. That's the fic.

uhhhh this one has a whole lot: importantly--TENTACLES!, lots of viscous body fluids, slight dubcon due to tentacles with a mind of their own??, buckets of cum, piv, tiv 👀, dieter is a switch, sex parasite, anal, masturbation, body horror, idk they're freaks and it's great, reader has a vulva but gendered language is not used

Keep Me Warm an Ezra/No. 2 one shot by @morallyinept

Stranded on the Green moon together, after Ezra's ship has been taken from him, Ezra and Number Two share body heat to stay warm during the cold night. Or, the prequel to Prospect nobody asked for...

Frottage/jerking off/a smidge of oral/Ezra taking liberties - all consensual, even though Number Two doesn't speak/some fluff thrown in because Ezra is just a lovable scamp. 🥰 This is male-on-male shenanigans, if that bothers you, we can't be fwends. We bask in the rainbow here. 🌈 I've used some actual Prospect script dialogue towards the end.

Stretch a Joel/Dieter/reader one shot by @sp00kymulderr

Dieter introduces you to his yoga instructor.

M for mentions of sex. AU in which Joel is very flexible. Dieter is a menace. Daydreaming about a threesome. Reader is able bodied/takes part in a yoga class. No use of pronouns for reader but they are called babe & baby.

Lock the Gate a Joel series by @almostfoxglove

You're less than enthusiastic when your uncle's partner Frank invites two strangers from the Boston QZ to your compound to trade. Joel Miller proves just as callous as you and brutishly stubborn—but after a cutting first impression, a bloody inconvenience, and a long walk through infested woods, you're not sure if the fire you carry for him is actually hate.

Canon typical violence, injury, gore, and body horror. (Eventual) smut. Reference of the death of a child, the death of a spouse, and brief mention of past suicide (an OC). Bitter allies to lovers.

Cover Me Up a Joel series by @almostfoxglove

You've learned what it takes to survive the end of the world: complete isolation. Sheer, stubborn self-reliance. But when you spare the lives of two kids who break into your isolated cabin in the woods, they lead you back to their settlement in Jackson. Four years later, you're a solitary but respected pillar of Jackson's close-knit community when Tommy's brother Joel shows up unannounced, kid in tow. You think nothing of him or the kid. You like your quiet life. Too bad it won't stay quiet for long.

Description of and reference to canon-typical violence, gore, illness, and body horror. Descriptions of / mention of panic attacks. Explicit smut, allusions to smut. Reference to pregnancy (NOT reader), childbirth (NOT reader), the death of a child, and the death of a sibling.

Don't You Ever Grow Up a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

Joel experiences many emotions as Sarah reaches the childhood milestone of getting her “big girl” bed.

FLUFF and like the kind of angst that makes you smile

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°❀⋆ The Last of Us

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She stares at the water, thinking about the bridge and that day. Daryl must’ve been thinking about it too. His gravelly voice was soft and gentle as he spoke his voice into the sound of the river running quietly, 

“I never stopped searchin’ for you..” 

Faith stares at the river until she processes what her uncle says. She looks at him with confused and grieving eyes. “What do you mean..?” She asks quietly, her voice already broken down from all that yelling and screaming at the bridge and arguing just after that. Daryl looks down at his boots as he tries to explain it to her. 

“I didn’t think you were gone. Not really. So I came out here. Looked everywhere. Every bend...” he taps his leg as he talks, clearly finding this difficult to talk about. Yet he was sharing it with her. “I never found your bodies..” he looks at her with sorrowful eyes. He looked so sad. Like he had a lot built up inside and was just getting some of it out now. She gives him her full attention as she listens intently. He never found their bodies because they had never died. And he didn’t know that. All this time... She felt a lump growing in her throat as she was getting emotional just hearing this.

“I checked every walker... every inch of it,” he says, looking out to the river. She feels her heart drop in heartache. It was so much for her to process and really understand what he must’ve felt while she was gone. “Didn’t think I’d ever see you again... not with a kid either..” he says, giving her a tiny hint of a smile.

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Put four characters who make you yell "MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN!!”

Thanks for the tags!

@yourcoolauntie and @joelmillerisapunk

Ezra. Number 1 forever, he could murder me and I’d use my last breath to tell him I love him.

Uncle Baby Billy! He’d never bust your smut!

Jaime Lannister. They done you wrong, baby. I’ll never forgive ‘em.

Bonus my girl cause y’know…

She’s got the ass of an angel…

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Joel Miller Masterlist - NSFW

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Version 3/30/25 (last added: the interruption)

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JOEL MASTERLISTS

AUs, Collections, and Series. Darkness levels are rated by poll here.

POST-OUTBREAK JOEL MASTERLISTS

Raider After making his men spare you, Joel decides to take you for himself. Emotional slow burn, smut all along. Extensive masterlist.

Left in Lincoln (dbf x virgin) 🍒 Your parents trust Joel to look in on you while they're gone. You yearn to have him carnally.

Aches, thoughts, and needs (4 parts) 🍒 you join Joel on his journey to Jackson, and soon there's only one sleeping bag.

Speakeasy (Collection, no plot) - Exhibitionist one shots and drabbles set in a Speakeasy.

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE JOEL MASTERLISTS

Night walks Your hot, sleazy pothead neighbor is a little obsessed.

Slasher Joel You're DTF the sleazy tow truck driver but end up fucking for your life.

Stepdad You catch him perving on your insta and start toying with him. You seduce him.

Thighs out (bf's dad) Your bf strays and his hot, slutty dad makes you feel better, much better.

Stay Awake Vampire Joel has been waiting for you for centuries and can't let you go.

Jalbird Horny miniseries, Joel "Jojo" miller is your cellmate's nephew. Lots of dirty talk

Silence can never be bought (dbf) You catch him in a compromising position.

Free Use PWP drabbles where you and Joel have a free use agreement.

JOEL & TOMMY MASTERLIST - "brotherly sharing": various Joel & tommy pairs share (different reader for each pair). Includes Miller Bros. (Daddy Joel & Uncle tommy, ex: stuffing), Leopard Print, Twin Peaks (Biker AU), and Tommy's Hard Day.

JOEL ONE SHOTS & TWO SHOTS

POST-OUTBREAK JOEL FICS

For Survival (1.4k) Joel saves your life, but you can't clear your heads until the sexual tension is broken. For Survival 2 (1.4k)

Lazaretto (sex pollen) you're quarantined & treated in a tent, and the fog treatment has a strange effect on Joel. PART 2,

⭐What you're missing you share a sleeping bag with Joel on a trip. He takes advantage.

Patrol - pt. 1; virgin patrol DD, DC creep patrol partner, huddling for warmth

Caught Very mean dark Joel punishes you. At the table (Tommy tucks you in).

Dark mode You activate Joel's true dark mode for your enjoyment. Clicking (horny-> dark)

The old fashioned way (1k) Joel is a breeder for vaccine research, you volunteer to be bred.

Ready 🍒 - Tommy provides emotional and physical support as you lose your virginity to Joel.

Movie night in Jackson, you get frisky under a blanket, surrounded by people.

Virgin sex worker (v loss) D 🍒 - Joel finds out he's your first, and does his best to be gentle.

Secret breeder!Joel Refuses to pull out drabble

caught masturbating (300)

Parts (Game Joel) You have a crush on Joel and push him until he considers owning you.

AU JOEL FICS

⭐ Just the tip 🍒 You're a maid and he coaxes you into PIV. surveillance (imagine). JTT pt. 2

Pawn shop (GILF Joel) You're in a bind, and Joel has cash.

Canopy Close call with dbf in your old bedroom. In pt 2, you get caught.

That's the spot You want it harder. Can you get masseur!Joel to cross a line?

Window Treatment Peeping Tom jacking off. In pt.2 date next door the tables turn a bit.

Night Talks 🍒 Your best friend's dad talks you into getting high, and takes your virginity.

Locket Dark!reader has her way with friend's dad.

Sleeping Beauty CNC break-in.

Packing: butcher!Joel Forces himself on you.

Fucking dbf Joel at your dad's house.

Breeding couple; Red Dress - He's happy to breed you, then loves your pregnant body.

Personal trainer , and part 2 - He's very inappropriate and it makes you horny.

Mean Daddy Joel you're a brat and he's mean. a day in the filth. He stuffs you full & plugs you.

Dark nurse!Joel - sex pollen imagines

Trucker Joel (HCs)

Big fat tally mark (fic event entry) - Joel wears a cock enhancer as a condom

No hard feelings (fic event entry) - 80s AU where you break down on the side of the road.

JAVIER PEÑA

NARCOS.

Hunt and peck (2.7k) After work one shot.

THE RAID Ongoing, Javi & Steve find you on a drug raid, take you captive, and take care of you.

The condom (1k) ft. Steve

The interruption (1k) Javi x Steve x you

JAVI GUTIERREZ

The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent

⭐ Watch you watch him fuck his wife. Nick Cage reluctantly watches your husband Javi fuck you.

The Narrative - you're a PR agent and he's a PR nightmare. You're there to help.

EZRA

PROSPECT.

⭐ The Green Earthly AU - Ezra does spoken word at a rave. Ft. a special guest p-boy.

Sleep time drabbles. You bait Ezra (one, two) and in pt.3, he strikes back.

MAIN MASTERLIST

OTHER FANDOMS

BLOG FUN

READER CREATIONS

See fic masterlists for fic-specific reader creations. These are cross-fic posts.

Fun Visuals

Joelkémon cards by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

JOELS AS CATS by @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

Joel's as cats pt. 2 not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

Joelkémon astrology by @wannab-urs

Mood board of joels by @milla-frenchy

joels as texts by @iamasaddie

Lmk if yours is missing. Y'all are so creative and ily!

Buzzfeed Quizzes by @missannfairy & not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

Which Joel are you most compatible with?

Which Joel are you?

Which Joel to spend the holidays with?

Compatability: Valentine's Edition

MY ANTICS

@toxicbrothel is a magical place where my characters live when they're not in their fics. you'll find a variety of crack BUT ALSO actual smut I've written ("the madame's secret fics").

[oonajaeadira]

Ah yes, the kissing chapter. It's about time, y'think? Don't you worry, smut is on offer later if you want it.

I forgot about how giddy Ezra is about Tinker and how he's just itching to tell Cee all about her. We all know that Ez can't keep his trap shut when there's something he's got to say and I imagine over the time he and Cee have been family there's a closeness there and an openness. Ezra's like the best friend/dad/uncle/older brother Cee never had and I'm sure Ezra feels in kind. They tease each other mercilessly because they love each other and are bonded pretty deeply. So of course Ezra wants the two of them to be friends. If he's decided to bring Tinker into his life, he's bringing her into Cee's too, and viceversa.

And now that I'm thinking about it, I may have to write a one-shot where Ezra tells Cee all about her....

But yes. That means he's got it bad. I imagine he's always been a lonely sort and it's only gotten worse since Cee went off to school. He probably mooned over Tinker a little as she passed by day to day and was pleasantly surprised when she ended up being as nice and open to him as he dreamed she might be. After that, it was a swift fall for him. He could tell she was a hesitant thing and needed to be coaxed with kindness, but stubborn man that he is, he was determined not to let up until she fell just as hard for him. Slow and steady. The slower he went, the more he could see she was worth the wait.

My gudsmunsdottir, this got verbose. I'm just so glad you're enjoying it, dear.

A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop: Chapter 5: Been Waiting For You

Fandom: Prospect (film)

Pairing:  Ezra x f!reader

Rating: T for now. Soooooooft.

Warnings: Gooey soft fluffy family times and just being dopey in love.

A/N: Listen, I just want them all to be happy. This fic is 100% indulgent comfort. Just let me have it.

Summary: Cee’s home and you’re invited for dinner.

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<–Chapter 4: The Opposite of Hurt

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Kincaid sucks on a pipe as you dig carefully through a scrap pile in search of a c-bolt hinge. “I think I might like this Ezra fella.”

You’d just regaled the scrapper with the story from a couple of days back when Ezra helped you with “a little ex-termination,” as Kincaid put it. Seems Trev had been poking around the Lowfields Market asking questions afterward and mainly got his ass pointed to the door here as well. 

“I’m sure you would. I’d introduce you, but I’m afraid you’d charm him away from me.”

Kincaid chuckles, his voice breaking like gravel, the pipe jumping in his beard, “Might do. Like ‘em tall and broad. But if he’s nice to you, I’ll let ya keep him. Ask him if he’s got a brother who’s tall and broad. And lonely.”

You come out of the dusty bins with two of the hinges you’re looking for. “He is nice. He’s really good. And I like him. A lot. But…”

Kincaid’s eyes twinkle at you. “He IS a murderer, isn’t he.”

Keep reading

[winter-fox-queen]

Fire Meets Gasoline: It’s Dangerous to Fall in Love

Fire Meet…Chapter 1

It’s Dangerous to Fall In Love

Warnings:  This will be dark.  The main character is female, a librarian, but blank canvas — but she is being stalked and has been trying, very hard, to stay out of an abusive relationship.  So triggers may be abusive relationships (Ezra is a jewel and won’t hurt her) and stalking.  She is doing her best.  I think you will like her.  No smut this chapter, I curse like some people breathe so let’s just assume there’s cursing.  Passing food mention.

This is mostly just set up. Next part, we start to get to the good stuff. I think.

He arrived in town in a beat up truck, like some kind of Wild West fairy tale.  He had a guitar that he liked to tell people he won in a poker match — but really, he got it at a garage sale.  It was one of the few things he kept in the cab, the rest, rain, snow or shine stayed in the back.  None of it was worth much, and he figured, if someone wants to steal his worn out clothes, they can go right ahead.

His name was Ezra, and he had both his arms (despite a very, very vivid dream about his step sister cutting it off the other night) a somewhat useless English Doctorate Degree (he’d been sleeping with the Dean’s wife, he found out and told the Council of Trustees and the President of the University that Ezra was having an inappropriate affaire with his seventeen year old daughter, who, righteously displeased at the whole of the situation went along with the lie— the moral of the story, never fuck around until yhou have tenure), some enemies, some larcenous skills, and the deed to a disreputable looking bowling alley.

Oh, Lord above, was it disreputable looking.  The parking lot was more weeds than asphalt.  The neon sign — The Bowling Green — flickered weirdly and the bowling pin at the end was half hanging off the otherwise featureless brick wall.  “Oh, Uncle, you meant well but I do fear you have done me wrong.”

There was another car in the parking lot, fairly new.  He parked next to it,  close to the door, neither of them worrying over sticking to the non existent parking lines.  He unlocked the peeling green painted door and went down the hall, past the office, past restrooms, to the only part of the place that still looked taken care of — the bowling lanes themselves.

There you were.  His uncle had told him about you — a sweet woman, a little lonely, but nice.  A librarian at the local middle and high schools.  You came in every week day at 3:30 on the dot, checked around the place for problems, then spent a solid hour bowling.

Ezra leaned against the door jamb, taking you in.  Something tugged at him, his heart felt like it was waking up, stretching its arms and looking around for something to love, and there.  There you were.  Beautiful, relaxed in your element, still in your work clothes, your bowling shoes looking well loved but old enough to predate the building.

He turned around and walked back down the hall, opened the green door again, slammed it loudly, then walked back down to the alleys, whistling, jiggling his keys.

You were less relaxed now, as he came into view.  Bowling ball held defensively.  Back straight, eyes wary.

“Hey!”  He calls your name.  “I”m Ezra.  Uncle Mike told me about you…hopefully he returned the favor, without much elaboration upon my past trespasses.”

Slowly, the stiffness eases out, and you lower the ball, smiling a little.  The kind of smile that makes a heart wont to jump right out of its chest, run over, tug on a lady’s pant cuff to see if she’ll pick it up and keep it.

“All he ever said was that you were a good boy…and that you talk an awful lot.”

“I didn’t work myself through college to use one word when seven will do.” He grinned back, and his smile grew when you giggled.

“I like that.  So.  Do you mind if I keep bowling?  I mean…like…”. Uncertainty again.  “I really do like coming in every day, so if I need to pay now, or if it’s not convenient…”

“I wouldn’t dream of changing a thing.  I’m not sure if I am going to open this place up again or not…but it’ll be nice to see the lanes being used.”

“Thank you.”  You said, the sheer relief in your tone striking him odd, but he put it aside.

“Want to play a couple frames before you have to go?”

“Yes!”  You walk over to the screen and clear the previous game, then typed in his name.  “There are some shoes in a plastic box behind the counter…I moved them when I realized that the mice were enjoying chewing on them.”

“I do hate mice.  Bold as brass, they are…”. He found the box and rooted through.  “I have not played…oh, not since I left to get my master’s degree.”

“What did you get your degree in?”

He dropped a pair on the floor, slipped off his well worn in Toms, and shoved his feel into the stiff bowling shoes.  “Poetry.  Almost got into trouble because I didn’t want to specialize…I love it all.  Byron, Neruda, Stephen Crane…the Bard himself.  Why should I deny myself any pleasure?”

“You sound like me,” You say, as you wait for him to choose his ball.  “I hoard books like dragons hoard gold.”

Ezra thinks of the well duct taped plastic bins of books in the back of his truck.  A sliver of the library he’d had once.  “Nothing like being surrounded by books.”

“It’s my retirement plan.  I keep buying books and hoping I’ll live long enough to read them…anyway…you first.  I have to get home before dark, so we can’t play too long.”

“Drat.  And I was hoping to convince you to let me buy you dinner, in thanks for being so kind.”  He releases the ball, the feel slowly coming back to him, winces when it goes right for the gutter.

You blush a little.  Look tempted.  “Some other time, maybe.”

Another gutter, and he gives up the floor to you with a bow.  “Well, the way I’m playing, this is going to be a short game.”

“You’re just rusty.”  You let the ball go, with just a little curve.  Just when he thinks it’s heading for the gutter it curves right and takes out the middle pins.

“Do you like being a school librarian?”

You stop as you reach for your newly returned ball, your side eye and sudden stiffness communicating, loudly, that she was well aware she has not told you where she worked.

“My Uncle told me.  He used to speak often of  you — the old goat was quite fond of you.”

“And I him,” you take your steps, release your ball, and take out the rest of the pins.  “What else did he tell you?”

Little bird, what happened to make you so suspicious?  “That you like bowling because it gives you an outlet after a hard day at work.  That you like the job and the kids but it’s hard.  Lots of stress.”

You nod, as if that makes sense.  As if you are willing yourself to think it is OK.  The rest of the frames go better.  Ezra is more careful, filling the silence with junk about himself, about his Uncle, and you relax, little by little.  You even step a little closer, both of you staring up at the board at the winning score.

“Not bad, you could probably go on the circuit, make money.”

You laugh.  “Go pro?  Not happening.  You are a flatterer.”

“Why flatter when the truth is too good to use?”

You sneak a look at your watch, nod, and start to put things away.

“I’ve got it,”. Ezra says.  “Maybe I’ll play a few more frames, get better in case you ever grant me the honor of allowing me to play you again.”

Another flash of one of those lovely smiles.  “Later, Ezra.”

“Will I see you tomorrow?”  He calls to your retreating back.

“Nope.  Never on a Saturday or Sunday.  But Monday?”  You turn and point.  “Monday, I’ll give you that rematch.  So you have all weekend to get better.”

“Since I am currently utterly abysmal, it will not be hard.”

You laugh and wave and go out the door.  The light is the golden-hour gliding of the sun just going down, you’d have time to get home before dark.

He sighed, and wondered why it was that important.  The town was fairly safe, as far as he knew.

He switched the machines off, and started grabbing his things out of the truck while it was still light.  Time to get his things indoors, and then investigate the horror that was surely to be the upstairs apartment.

***

You made home before nightfall.

Sometimes, you thought, a smart woman might just move out.  Move away from the lonely farm house at the end of a lonely lane.  A place where no one would hear you scream, if someone attacked you.  No neighbors to run to, to beg for help.

You sat there, as the shadows lengthened and the golden sun went down behind the trees, as if it did not want to see what happened next.  You listened as the engine went tick, tick, tick, waiting, breath held.

Then you nodded, once, grabbed your stuff and ran up the steps to the porch.

The door was locked, when you tried it.  Good.  You unlocked it, dropped your stuff in the chair by the door, dead bolted it, then started the circuit.

How did they do it, you wonder.  How did you mother, your grandmother, your aunt all live here, in this old pile that creaked and grumbled, with its millions of niches and shadows and closets that were always left open so you could see inside, see that no one was there.  The cellar with the bar across the door.  The steep stairs with the sharp turn that announced that you were coming to anyone who might care to hear?

You check the bedrooms, the bathroom, then go down the other set of stairs, check that the bar is on the kitchen door, then go and lay the thick beam of wood in the hangers on either side of the front door.  Never bar the door until the house was clear.  Now you could use the bathroom, take your stuff to the office.  Turn on the TV so the white noise would cover the incidental creaks and groans and animal scrapings on this old solitary house.  The sounds that meant nothing but would drive you crazy.

You’re contemplating dinner when the phone rings.  You were half expecting it, but you still jump out of your skin.  It’s the old landline, which you have to keep to have internet — and the ring is loud and harsh.

“Hello?”

“You’re home.  Good.  I thought you were running a little late today.”

“Principle Micheals.”

“Sweetheart.  Is that anyway to address me?  It’s after hours…you know what I want you to call me.”  His voice is affable, but there’s this little hidden bite.  You remember his hand around your throat, pressed right against this wall, and you shake.

“I know what you want.”  You try to strip all emotion from your words.  “But you know the school board…”

“Funny thing about that.  I found out exactly who put forward that motion, that a principal can’t date his subordinate.”  The last word is stressed, made insulting.  “Your predecessor — Mrs. Whitcomb.  Aren’t you shocked that someone you thought was your friend would deny you the happiness of being with your one true love?”

You wanted to argue the one true love bit, but it would not…no.  That was never good, or helpful.  Instead, you said into the waiting silence, “I am sure she means well.”

You did not tell the truth, that you went to her, begged for her help, and this was the best the two of you could come up with.

“Can you leave?”  Mrs Witcomb asked.  She already knew the answer…she was the librarian when you were a student.  Your friend, book supplier, hero…she knew you could not leave the house.

“…In any case, she won’t be on the board much longer.  Maybe we can ge them to revisit that stupid rule, yeah?”

You are paralyzed.  What to say?  What to say?

“It’s rude not to answer, sweetheart.”

“I think.  I think.  She’s right, that a man in your position of power should not be dating someone under him.  If it went…bad, if things went wrong it could be very miserable.”

“You think things would go bad, honey?”  His words, again, were velvet wrapped around a razor blade.  If you grabbed them, the razor would slice right through and cut you open.

You hear the crunch of gravel.  “Someone’s outside.”

“Oh, that’s just my little brother, Al.  Go ahead and wave to him, so he knows you’re alright.”

“I have to hang up, ok?  The cord can’t reach.”

“I know that.”  A smack of impatience.

You hang up without a word.  You know you will probably pay for that later.

You walk up to the window by the front door.  A black and white unit is parked next to your car.  You wave, then mime that you’re on the phone.  The young man…plain, bland, doughy faced…nods once, and backs out.

Things are going to get so much worse, if that kid gets elected sheriff.  But the Sheriff — another Whitcomb, but this one was the ex-librarian’s cousin — was popular, and you think, you hope, you have another couple of years.

You should go.  Leave.  Burn the place down and never look back.  But there are bills — so many bills — and the fact you own your home is the only source of security you have.

“Eat.”  You say to the echoing house, too large and too small at the same time.  “You have to eat.”

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writer wednesday #6 - 2/23/22

Happy Wednesday, friends! I hope you’re all having a good week so far & that the universe is being kind to you- and if it isn’t, tell it to change it’s stank attitude because you deserve better. Time for another (not at all weekly because i suck at schedules) edition of Three Great Things. No theme this week aside from the fact that I read them and then took a few minutes to revel in their greatness. 

*as always, these are listed in length order* 

Not an Act by @radiowallet​

Ezra x GN Reader 

WC - 716 

This was a lovely, poetic read. I could feel myself falling in love with this fringeling rabble-rouser all over again. The imagery is vivid and beautiful. The emotion is palpable. I could feel the difference between the cool sheets and the warm bed, and I could hear Ezra grumbling in the kitchen (what a flipping DREAM!) This absolutely skirts the smutty line without actually being smut, and I love that...so much.  If you haven’t read this yet and you’ve got a few minutes, please indulge. You won’t be sorry that you did. 

I never want to hear you say that again by @ahsokalives

Javi  Peña x Female Reader

WC -  1,262

Okay first I want to start out by saying that when I think of gentle, affectionate or emotional characters, Javier Peña is not who I think of first. But caring, concerned and secretly kind characters? Yeah, he is near the top of that list of traits, and in this piece those aspects of his are on FULL display. He is not the type of person to sugarcoat things or tell you that everything is alright when he knows damn well that things are a mess. But he is also not the type of person to let a defeat of any sort deter him from doing what is right- and in this case, that means checking on Reader and not allowing her to bury herself in guilt and anger. I love that you let her be mad and upset, though, and that you let her lash out a little at him. I love that you let her feel her emotions and push back a little at first because this is not normal behavior coming from him (in terms of their history) but it’s both what she wants and needs...and he needs to be there for her (and with her) just as much. I flipping loved every second of this. Do I want happier times for these two? Of course I do. But life (and their lives especially due to their line of work) is FULL of ups and downs, and if this is going to be how they handle the downs? Then I think they’re going to be just fine. 

Nightingale Part 4 by @something-tofightfor

Jay Castillo x Female Reader 

WC - 6,096 

Listen if you’re not already reading Nightingale you are missing out. Change that, like now. Click the link up there. JUST DO IT. I am SO invested in this series and in these characters, and it’s because they are genuine and real. This is not a hurry up let’s hop into bed story. But it’s not technically a slow burn either because there are more things to consider here than just mutual attraction and desire. And even though the attraction and desire are definitely there on both sides of this equation, both Jay and Reader are being as careful as can be with how they approach things- because they’re good people (more on that in a second) but also because they actually truly like one another and the interactions that they’ve had have been honest and if there is something significant on the horizon for their relationship, they don’t want it to have been built on a shaky pier. Back to them both being good people- Jay’s interaction with Natalie and Reader’s interaction with Kenzie are perfect examples. I’m glad that she has a friend who wants the best for her but isn’t afraid to be real with her about things. And I am obsessed with what a good uncle this man is. Here he is getting some... unsavory news, but his immediate concern is that she’s okay. My heart is open wide for him and he can tattoo his name there if he would like. (mine, not Reader’s. they are not there yet.) And the end? The anticipation? DAMN i am stoked for the next part!!  

[pumpkin-stars]

It’s my blogiversary! One year of the blog, six months of this url 🥰 it feels like a lot longer, and I’m so glad I decided to come back to tumblr last year. I’ve spoken to so many great people, and made friends with some, and I love you all 💕💕💕

I never expected to get the amount of feedback and positivity from people who read my fics, or just reblog my shitposts. Maybe some of you are only here for pictures of my cat!? Thank you all so so much!!

To celebrate one year and my recent milestone, I’m gonna write some drabbles! Please send in requests! I’m gonna cut them off at 12 (one for each month I’ve been here), but I’m keeping requests open until they fill up! I’ll write for any of the characters listed below, but I only want to write one drabble per character, so I’ll cross them off when I get something for them! There’s 23 to choose from so there’s plenty of choice for you hehe (poly relationships are welcome if all characters haven’t been requested yet)!

Din Djarin • Poe Dameron • Obi Wan Kenobi • Cassian Andor • Frankie Morales • Santiago Garcia • Will Miller • Benny Miller • Pero Tovar • Javier Peña • Agent Whiskey • Ezra • Max Phillips • Marcus Pike • Oberyn Martell • Dave York • Marcus Moreno • Max Lord • Zach Wellison • Omar Assarian • Nathan Bateman • Llewyn Davis • Michael Perry

I’ll tag everything with #pumkiversary if you want to keep up with what’s happening :)

Details of what’s already requested are under the cut

✨ One slot left! ✨ a.o. 22nd July

1 - something soft with Omar for anon

2 - “fuck me the shit up” with Poe for @uncle-kenobi​ 

3 - hiding from the Empire with Cassian for @just-here-for-the-moment 

4 - self indulgent fluff (+smut?) with Din for @irrelevantbutfabulous​ 

5 - giant hands brain go brrrr with Pero for “anon” (i know who)

6 - something soft with Santi for @huxdameron​ 

7 - fluff with Nathan (and a cat(!)) for @abelmorales​ 

8 - getting caught in the rain with Javi for @thedukeleto​ 

9 - walking through a greenhouse with Ezra for @besidetheseasiderendezvous 

10 - something with Frankie for @astroboots​ 

11 - something cheeky with Obi Wan for 🗡anon

12 -

[bluestar22x]

I finally subscribed to Disney+ in July 2022 and watched The Mandalorian the very same day. Binged the first 2 seasons and TBOBF episodes 5 to 7 over the course of 2 days. Loved it so much (I love guys being dads <3). And when Din’s face was revealed during episode 8 I was curious and looked up who Din’s actor was. Okay, Pedro Pascal. Never remembered him but apparently he guest starred in some of my past shows (The Mentalist, Nikita). I shrugged and moved on. lol

Then I found out via tumblr that he would play Joel in The Last of Us show. And it just happened that at the end of May/start of June I had watched a no commentary play through of the TLOU game (and the best parts of game 2) after seeing gifs of the game on my tumblr feed. I had already fallen hopelessly in love with game Joel before I saw Din. 2 dads in as many months. I was unsure of Pedro playing Joel at first (I was used to game Joel's voice/face) but the first TLOU show trailer sold me. I was giddy.

Waiting for the show to come out, I was impatient, and bored so I watched Prospect because my best friend suggested it (she already liked Pedro before me). She sold it to me by saying it was another father like role. I ended up liking Ezra (though Din was by far my #1 still at this point).

Then I watched Narcos. Again a suggestion from my friend. Didn’t care for the plot much but Steve and Javier - YES. I was shooked after seeing episode 2. If you know, you know. lol

I’m fuzzy after that. I know I watched a few clips on youtube from Game of Thrones (Oberyn’s speech to Tyrion about not seeing him as a monster was A+) and I rewatched bits of The Mentalist, Nikita, other random shows, etc. Can’t remember if I watched Triple Frontier before or after TLOU show but I did get to that one eventually too. Oh and I watched The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (Javi G is cute) and then We Can Be Heroes as well, just for Pedro. It was worth it, imo. Marcus Moreno is a favorite. His personality - I could picture marrying him most out of all the characters if I’m being honest. ha

Then The Last Of Us aired and I was lost. Combining my favorite game character with my now favorite actor? I spent nearly every spare moment for 9 weeks straight thinking about show Joel and taking in some Pedro interviews. Joel's my favorite Pedro character.

Season 3 of The Mandalorian disappointed me in the middle of it, but it ended well. Hopefully Season 4 focuses more on Din and Grogu again and fixes its pacing/plot.

I’ve seen most of his characters but not all. (I did recently watch The Great Wall, Equalizer 2, and The Bubble though - I was bored. lol). I regret watching Oberyn, Whiskey, and Dave York dying for reasons (Oberyn’s is downright traumatizing and Whiskey’s was just mean imo - he literally just told them he lost his family and the main characters showed no remorse killing him like that - who’s the real monsters here?). Time to ban that from happening to anymore of his characters while the writers strike is going on. Grrrr...

With the TLOU and Mando shows done for now, I currently live on fanfics - mainly Joel Miller ones. I like Joel and Ellie bonding/fluff/angst, Jackson fics - with little brother/uncle Tommy - and Joel/OC smut. I’ve also read occasionally for other characters (Javier Pena, Marcus Pike, even Dieter now). Ginger’s/Ren’s The Crush fanfic was actually the first Pedro character fanfic I read - back before TLOU aired. I am into a lot of fics right now, but Short Days Long Nights is one of my top favs. I check for updates often franny. I wasn’t sure I’d like the concept as I usually don’t like TLOU fics that take place before season 1′s canon events, but you freakin sold me. I’m in love with your fic. It’s like a mature fairly tale. I want to live in that cabin. I’m scared something bad will happen.

Anyway, while I find Pedro really sweet and handsome, what really drew me in most is his acting skills (his subtitle facial expressions and eye acting) and the dad roles. lol I love so many of his characters though, dad or no dad. All his characters feel so different. The difference in vibes between them all is crazy. Are there any that truly feel like the same person? Certainly the characters he’s most known for all feel very different.

Come tell me your Pedro fandom origin story — how did you get here? 😍❤️

[cheynovak]

Forged - Series

Original story

Jensen Ackles /Luke Evans 'Fanfiction'

The brothers described in the story are look a likes/ created after these two men.

*This story is my own original story, please do not copy my work, reblog/comments/likes are appreciated* 

Summary: Calista is a young woman who lives with her uncle and nephew since her parents died, one day 'the God king's' guards under the leadership of a knight come to town. Looking for young women to present to the crown prince Cyrus (Luke Evans) , who is in search of a wife before he can claim the throne. Calista meets the handsome Knight Ezra (Jensen Ackles) who doesn't seem to be who she thinks he is. Will she fall for the dark intriguing prince, or will she fall for the guidance and warmth of Ezra?

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* = implied smut or sexual tension

**= 18+/smut

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[aziraphalesrarebooks]

@eunyisadoran​ tagged me to do this writing themed questionnaire and they’re super swell and why not?

The Fandoms: My very first fanfic was Doctor who, I have one Sherlock crossover, I think I did maybe 2 Harry Potter fics and the rest are all Good Omens. 

Tropes: I really like soulmate stuff and human au’s. Found family seems to be my biggie though. 

Number of Fics: 32 

Fic I spent the most time on: A Beautiful Fiction I think I worked on it a little over 6 months in total? 

Fic I spent the least time on: Hope is the thing With Feathers I spent such little time on it I truly couldn’t recall what it was about. 

Longest Fic: A Beautiful Fiction I started writing the sequel to this yesterday and I’m pretty excited about it. 

Shortest Fic: Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice This is one of my favorites, it’s fluffy and warm and I really love it. 

Most hits/kudos/comments/bookmarks:  

Hits- Connecting the Stars which I’m in the process of moving into a series format instead of one big fic. (10,832)

Kudos- Connecting the Stars (1126)

Comments-  A Beautiful Fiction (78)

Bookmarks-  Connecting the Stars (255)

Favorite fic I wrote: Oh gosh, I really have loved writing  Connecting the Stars but I think my favorite has actually been my series A Life in Colors. It’s been so fun to write and while there hasn’t been much feedback on it, I have truly enjoyed creating a universe that I don’t think i’ve really seen done in Good Omens. The other is a series I hope to get back to called Through These Pages of Life, I am Bound to You which is basically smut. The idea being that Crowley writes romance novels as a way to explore his sexual fantasies with Aziraphale, and Aziraphale; who has no idea the author is his favorite demon, devours them. 

Fic I want to rewrite/expand: Well, haha all of these? I have a full sequel planned for  A Beautiful Fiction that’s going to focus on once Crowley is returned. The relationship between Crowley and Aziraphale and how they will deal with their separation. Also Warlock and Adam trying to navigate through repairing their broken friendship and hopeful love. I also have an Ineffable Bureaucracy spin to add. I’d also like to potentially rewrite my first ever smut fic Jealousy Consumes Him because one I’m positive it needs the work and two I have learned more about sexual mechanics since then? 

Share a bit of a WIP or story I’m planning: Eeee! Ok so I have been writing this fic for about 2 months? it’s a Human Au where Crowley and Ezra were childhood best friends and also lovers. Fast forward 19 years, they are thrown back together and attempt to navigate their rekindled friendship along with a love that never faded. 

A preview below. 

Ezra dug around under his sink before pulling out an old vase and smiled. “Adam, fetch a few aspirin from the medicine cabinet while I get these unwrapped.”

He nodded, returning a moment later with a small handful of yellow pills.

“Now, crush them up and we’ll add them to the water. It helps them live a bit longer.” 

Adam did as he was told, adding the powder to the vase. He then watched as Ezra arranged the flowers in the vase, glad his gift seemed to brighten up his uncle. Even though he seemed pleased, there was still a sadness hidden in his gaze. For a twelve-year-old, it seemed unlikely anyone could stay so unhappy like his uncle seemed to. It wasn’t fair.

It seemed he would only think of Crowley today. Flowers were his passion after all. Ezra could recall with perfect clarity the day he discovered the language of flowers. It had seemed so romantic, to receive messages encoded in blooms and foliage. There had been a time in his life he was rarely without some type of bloom sitting in water on his desk.

“Out of all the blooms in my garden, I think you’re the most beautiful.”

Ezra ducked his head, his cheeks colored at the praise. “Crowley, stop that.” 

“I can’t and I won’t. I actually have you something. I was looking for a book and saw this.” Wrapped in a brown lunch sack was a book. Thin and worn. Ezra treasured it from the moment his fingers touched the pages.

“Did you know, Adam, in Victorian times people would communicate through flowers?” He took pride in teach Adam these tidbits of knowledge, Ezra loved the way his eyes would light up curiously. “For example, this Lavender is for luck and devotion.”

“What about the others?”

Ezra smiled indulgently, “Well, rosemary for remembrance and thyme is for courage.”

“But why would you need to use flowers? Why not just say it yourself?”

What was Ezra to say? That the world was cruel? That things were different then? “Well… everyone loves a bit of romance and sometimes you couldn’t just say things outright.”

“Oh. Well, that’s alright then.”

“What do you say we go see a film before we head to dinner?” Asked Ezra, changing the subject. They were getting into dangerous territory. His mind was turning towards Crowley, there were ways to find people now. He’d been tempted for many years to look him up on the internet but had found himself unwilling to do so. Touching the sprig of rosemary, he couldn’t help but wonder if he would ever forget Crowley? Would the memories he kept so close to his heart ever fade completely? He’d forgotten his scent and the timbre of his voice. What he couldn’t know, dear reader, was that the very same sprig of rosemary he was admiring had been in Crowley’s hands not some three hours earlier.

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I’m tagging anyone who would like to complete this. 

[princesstadashi]

For the Fandom questions Fandom: Big Hero 6 Ship: Fredashi Character: Tadashi (I can already guess most of your answers but I want you to answer them anyways. Pretty please)

Aw!!! You just asked something I will happily go on about for eternity, thank you!!! Let me take a crack at this! ^^

Big Hero 6:

Favorite character: Tadashi, honestly!

Least Favorite character: Oh man… Y’know, until recently I would have said Alistair Krei, but then my friend @dragonfangirl92801 got me started on this ADORABLE AU where Cass, Callaghan, and Krei were best friends in high school and pretty much the Marauders of the BH 6 universe (they even have nicknames for each other: Catwoman, Einstein, and Beethoven) and they end up all having happy endings (Callaghan and Cass eventually get married after Callaghan’s first wife dies and they raise Tadashi, Hiro, and Abi together as well as their own son, Harry, and there IS NO PORTAL INCIDENT so no revenge plot, no Tadashi dying in the fire, and Alistair is Best Uncle^TM) and IT. IS. PRECIOUS. So now I can’t really hate Alistair anymore… XD So I’d say–Yama. Yep, sorry Yama, you have no real redeeming qualities so throwing you under the bus! XD

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Fredashi

Hezra (Hiro/Ezra Bridger)

HoneyGoGo

Cassaghan

Uh… Kind of ran out of characters…. IDK, Mochi/Baymax if we want a crack ship? XD

Character I find most attractive: Tadashi. I’m gay, but still. DAMN.

Character I would marry: Also Tadashi.

Character I would be best friends with: I think you guys know this by now… XD

A random thought: Well, today I was listening to an old 80′s radio station and the song “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” came on and as much as I love the idea of Tadashi being a dork and singing “I Need a Hiro/Hero” to Hiro, I totally imagined Tadashi busting out into this song for GoGo in the middle of the Nerd Lab. Yes, there were a few bruised ribs created in the aftermath. It was worth it. XD (Honey Lemon has the whole thing on video and Hiro backed it up online where GoGo could never delete it.)

An unpopular opinion: I see Tadashi as more… feminine than most people are comfortable with? I mean, part of it’s just me projecting myself on the character because I RP him, but I also take a lot of my eldest brother (who’s a lot like my own Tadashi) and put it into him and my bro’s a total nerd and still unashamedly loves stuff like My Little Pony so I think Tadashi could totally love ponies and maybe even crossplaying and still be the character we see in the movie!

My canon OTP: Uh… Fred’s dad and mom? XD (Not a lot of options there, but I tried!)

Non-canon OTP: FREDASHI!!!!!

Most badass character: First person who came to mind was GoGo, but honestly? I think Aunt Cass is TOTALLY underappreciated and deserves the title! She raised two nephews all on her own even though she had no clue what she was doing, survived losing at least two family members (whichever one of Hiro and Tadashi’s parents was her sibling and then Tadashi), ran a Cafe all on her own while still being extremely involved in her nephews’ lives, AND put up with all of Hiro and Tadashi’s crazy inventions and schemes? BADASS.

Pairing I am not a fan of: Uh… CallaDashi? No hate to other shippers, but just not my thing. Also maybe TadaGoGo? Also not hate, I just–I don’t really see it? But hey, what I love about BH 6 is that there are no canon relationships and there’s kind of evidence for any ship if you really look for it (PLEASE BH 6 show don’t ruin this!) So feel free to ship whoever you choose, I love all of you even if we don’t have the same favorite ships! 

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Uh… Hm. Maybe Fred? Like, he was mainly played off as just the comic relief, but if you look into his backstory (canon Disney material!) he volunteered for countless charity organizations and audited classes at SFIT just for the sake of learning, even if it wasn’t a part of his degree plan! He somehow managed to do all of that, PLUS work on his own English degree, PLUS be a university mascot, PLUS keep up with all his nerd fandoms that we can only assume he’s in, PLUS being there for all of his friends when they needed him?? DUDE. FRED. IS. AMAZING. And seriously one of the most underrated characters in the movie!!!!

Favourite friendship: I love all of them!!! <3 Tadashi and Hiro, obviously, ‘cause bro fluff is amazing! I also imagine Tadashi and Honey Lemon being really good friends and going shopping together and maybe sewing plushies together while watching Magical Girl animes! I headcanon Fred and Tadashi as best friends since they were kids , so going from adorable kiddos who played superheroes together to helping keep each other safe from bullies in high school (don’t nobody tell me that Dashi wasn’t protecting his nerdy best friend!) to eventually realizing that they’re actually in love with each other and finally awkwardly confessing and all the fluff that follows??? AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >//<

Fredashi:

when or if I started shipping it. Not gonna lie, my original ship was TadaHoney (that’s what got me into the fandom) but then my best friend @kingdomheartsloversstuff somehow got me started on Fredashi and, well, the rest is history!!! XD (Shipping Fredashi honestly helped me actually come out so yeah, they’re pretty important to me.)

my thoughts: PRECIOUS CINNAMON ROLLS TO PURE FOR THIS WORLD>

What makes me happy about them: Nerdy best friends who go from reading comics together at Fred’s house while doing superhero movie marathons and going to conventions in extremely detailed cosplays to being precious boyfriends who do the same things? YES PLEASE!

What makes me sad about them: The Fire NOPE DON’T REMEMBER IT DIDN’T HAPPEN

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: Um… Probably that of the very few Fredashi fics that are out there that aren’t written by me (*hint**hint*Plz check out my FF or AO3 accounts for fluffy fanfics Plz and Thankies? XD) a lot of them are hardcore smut. Like, I can handle some heavy fluff, but when pretty much the entire premise of the fic is just Fred and Tadashi having sex with no real character or relationship building? I just… Sorry, I can’t do it. I’ve tried because I’m desperate for content, but I just can’t.

Things I look for in fanfic: Good relationship building, lots of sweet/awkward/nerdy moments! Slowburns hurt but they hurt so good so I guess those are okay too? XD

My kinks: Fred and Tadashi being happy together for forever, no fire happening or Tadashi surviving the fire, and no one touches the cinnamon rolls ever again, AMEN.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Well… I mean, TadaHoney is okay, I guess? Not my ship anymore, but there’s some pretty cute stuff for it. As for Fred? I remember seeing some cute stuff for GoGozilla, and for Fredsabi, too, so either of those would be alright, I think. (BUT I AM STILL DIEHARD FREDASHI ‘TIL THE END, YOU CAN PRY IT FROM MY COLD DEAD FINGERS!)

My happily ever after for them: Tadashi somehow survives the fire (I love the idea that maybe Fred’s dad rescued him!) and them being reunited and after graduation getting married! Hiro and Tadashi start their dream company, Hamada Bros Inc, and Fred becomes a sci-fi/fantasy writer! Eventually Tadashi creates technology so that he and Fred can have biological kids and they have two precious children, a little boy named Danny and little girl named Rose and are amazing uncles to Hiro and Ezra’s babies, Pypey (adopted), Hope, and Dev!

[crowandazi]

Good Omens: A Rec List

(I don’t read smut; this list will not include smut.)

My favourite fanfictions, in no particular order:

Favors

By musegaarid

Rating: General Audiences

Word count: 2k (1610 words)

Description:

In Ancient Rome, Crowley makes a somewhat unusual request of Aziraphale. Two thousand years later, the favor must be returned.

Themes + Personal Opinion:

Fake/pretend relationship. Aziraphale has a teenage body at one point, Crowley doesn’t. Incredibly funny! Very sweet! Crowley and Aziraphale are besties and I’d die for them.

How To Get Smote: 101

By ineffablemercury

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Word count: 3k (2710 words)

Description:

He’d made the mistake of kidnapping an angel. And not just any angel, no, but one who apparently had a demon on it’s side.

Themes + Personal Opinion:

Outsider POV! Kidnapping. The characterisation is very, very on point. I loved the ending. It’s so well written. (I’m a sucker for outsider POV’s, so that’s always a plus for me.)

(Don't) Say My Name

By CosmicOcelot

Rating: Mature

Word count: 5k (4761 words)

Description:

“Aziraphale,” Crowley clutches tighter at Aziraphale’s jacket, hissing the words between his teeth, and the slightly hysterical edge to his voice makes the angel’s entire body flood with sheer panic.

“Someone’s summoning me.”

Themes + Personal opinion:

Kidnapping, torture, hurt/comfort. The torturing is not too bad, in my opinion, but it’s there. Aziraphale and Crowley love each other very much and there is a very satisfying ending.

They're Married, You Asshole

By megacinnamonpeaches

Rating: General Audiences

Word count: 2k (2307 words)

Description:

Crowley may be in the basement of two loons, but he's more worried about his dinner reservations than their line of questioning.

Themes + Personal opinion:

Supernatural crossover, implied torture. It’s cute, it’s funny, they’re married. I don’t think it is absolutely necessary to know Supernatural to read this one - I don’t watch it anymore either. Kind of an outsiders POV, if you don’t read for the Supernatural characters!

Slow

By write_away

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Word count: 9k (9371 words)

Description:

It started like this: A boy with the ability to warp reality met an angel and a demon and he made assumptions.

You might say it started like this: An angel and a demon found a marriage contract hung on the wall of the angel's bookshop. They didn't question it.

It also could have started like this: Once upon a time, the angel told the demon he went too fast. The demon took it to heart.

Aziraphale and Crowley find themselves somehow married. Crowley fears going too fast. Aziraphale forges ahead. Neither know how to ask questions of each other.

Themes + Personal opinion:

Slowburn, mutual pining, miscommunication, slight angst. Jewish Good Omens! This was very soft and sweet and just a delight to read. Lovely, lovely writing style.

On Being Bar Mitzvahed

By write_away

Rating: General Audiences

Word count: 1k (1212 words)

Description:

Zachary Hirsch is quite certain that he's never met Uncle Anthony and Uncle Ezra before, but all sorts of relatives have come out of the woodwork for his bar mitzvah, so it's not like he's surprised.

Crowley and Aziraphale occasionally crash b'nei mitzvahs, confuse the bar mitzvah boy, and leave presents.

Themes + Personal opinion:

Outsiders POV! Jewish Good Omens! Just super fucking sweet.

Spoonful

By Demorra (thebibliosphere)

Rating: General Audiences

Word count: 2k (1959 words)

Description:

“Nanny?”

Crowley’s head jerked up as he twisted round awkwardly in his chair to find a familiar face staring at him through the crowd, the time-altered features torn somewhere between consternation and twitching on the verge of a grin. He stared.

“Warlock?” Crowley he demanded, reaching for his glasses and only just managing to resist the urge to pull them off, “Warlock?”

Themes + Personal opinion:

Warlock all grown up. Crowley was a good nanny. It’s great.

Too Much Love Will Kill You (Or I Fucking Will)

By PeachGO3

Rating: Mature

Word count: 10k (10427 words)

Description:

Gabriel is a douche, a cursing priest and still not over his ex-boyfriend Aziraphale. But when he finds out that no church is willing to marry off Aziraphale and his new partner, he moves Heaven and Hell for them.

Themes + Personal opinion:

Homophobia. Gabriel is actually sweet in this one! (Even if he is a bit of an asshole sometimes... he means well.) Very nice. Also, Gabriel’s POV!

ask, and ye shall receive

By Ariaste

Rating: General Audiences

Word count: 0k (441 words)

Description:

Smite me, Crowley thinks one day, about three or four days into the Beginning of the World. He feels rather daring about it, especially when God doesn’t answer. Puts a bit of a swagger in his slither.

Themes + Personal opinion:

Personally, I am not a fan of God in Good Omens fics. Especially not God shipping them. But this fic is way too good to be ignored. It’s amazing. (And God has like one line, so whatever.)

what a way to make a living

By attheborder

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Word count: 5k (5016 words)

Description:

Without any more assignments coming from Downstairs, Crowley is struck with a bad case of the doldrums.

It takes a bit of trial and error, but eventually a solution is found.

(Or: the one where Crowley becomes an Uber driver.)

Themes + Personal opinion:

The tag ‘Crowley is funemployed’ really describes this fic the best. Man, this was fun. Also, feat. an outsiders POV!

Close to Home, So Far Away

By Mercury Starlight (WoolandWater)

Rating: Mature

Word count: 40k (39828 words - SO FAR!)

Description:

In 1941, Crowley saves Aziraphale's books, along with his corporeal form. That night, Aziraphale realizes he's done pretending he's not in love. But love between an angel and a demon flies in the face of the Status Quo, and neither Heaven nor Hell will stand for such a threat to their authority. To make an example of them, Gabriel and Beelzebub collaborate on a punishment much harsher than mere execution.

What happens when Crowley and Aziraphale are allowed to keep their lives, but not their memories?

Based on the meme/concept, "What if their punishment was forgetting each other?"

Themes + Personal opinion:

NOT FINISHED! (But uploads regularly.) You should probably read the tags before reading. A lot of angst, but it’s very well written and I love, love, love it! I normally wait for fanfictions to be finished before reading them, but this one is an exception.