#ethan morales fic

[bettymylove]

Dream Come True

pairing: ethan morales x reader

content: a fluffy fic about ethan and your relationship with smut at the end

18+ minors dni

a/n: i wanted to read an ethan fic so bad so I wrote one myself<33

you were the perfect girl and you'd literally strangle someone if they said so otherwise.

but ethan morales was exactly the mess you wanted in your life.

it all started at a party that was happening at ethan's house and you were sitting on the couch talking to your friends.

"there's my best girl" ethan said with a sigh sitting down on the couch besides you.

"you do realise this is the first time im talking to you" you answered back.

"you gotta admit it was a nice try to start conversation."

"yes I'll give you that."

he was grinning and that was the first time you noticed that ethan morales' eyes sparkled and god were you in awe of them.

see the truth was you have liked ethan since a while now before his whole 'I'm a hot skater boy' thing started.

after that party he started texting you constantly felt like a dream come true really and about a week later you found yourself in parking lot attending ethan's skateboarding.

right now he was sitting beside you and you couldn't get your eyes off him.

"you wanna learn some tricks?" he said suddenly and you without thinking of the consequences agreed.

and not even two minutes later you fell off the skateboard and on your butt.

you started laughing though and ethan sat beside you.

looking at each other you both leaned in on reflex your hands going to his chain to pull him closer.

and that was the exact moment you kissed ethan morales for the first time.

it was uphill from there you both started dating hitting the 6 month mark he was actually a nice person under the bad boy persona.

it was a saturday when ethan's parents weren't home and you both welcomed the empty space with open hands.

you were sitting on his lap kissing him quite aggressively, he started kissing down your neck and it was like both of you knew what was coming.

he flipped the both of you to lay you down "ever done this before?" he asked .

"no" you shyly answered.

he started to unbutton his shirt and you gladly helped him and started doing the same to yours.

"you're so pretty."

you blushed at that.

his hands were going lower and lower until they reached your folds.

"god you're so wet."

he aligned his cock at your entrance and pushed in and after waiting for you to adjust he started to move.

fuck you couldn't believe you were here you couldn't believe ethan was inside of you and you were marking scratches down your back.

you both came and he flopped down beside you.

"that was amazing"

"so amazing" he agreed

he then pulled you onto him and gave you a forehead kiss and you didn't want to be anywhere but here.

#ethan morales #ethan morales x reader #ethan morales x y/n #ethan #never have i ever #ethan morales imagine #ethan morales one shot #ethan morales fic #nhie #nhie season 4 #ethan morales x you #chitasmut

[pixiexdusts-world]

July Favourite Fics

Marvel

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Peter Parker

Interception by @waitimcomingtoo

Miles Morales

In the heat of it all by @glitterypinkconverse

Unforgettable by @jnkgrnde

Hobie Brown

Likkle sleepy darling by @famwhy

Bucky Barnes

BeWhat? by @rocketrhap3000

Scream

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Ethan Landry

We’re not really strangers by @sage-green-matcha

Too good for me by @sage-green-matcha

Girls night by @sage-green-matcha

Celebrities

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Harry Styles

The final show by @watchmegetobsessed

Jack Champion

Enchanted to meet you by @auras-moonstone

#August fave fics #fic rec #peter parker x reader #miles morales x reader #hobie brown x reader #bucky barnes x reader #ethan landry x reader #harry styles x reader #jack champion x reader #mcu x you #marvel mcu #marvel #scream vi #scream franchise

[mishwanders]

Prologue {Heisenberg}: God Help You Dumb Boy

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x GN!Disabled Reader

Summary: Ethan agrees to help Heisenberg, the old man decides to give him a helping hand.

Warnings: ghosts, mold, gore from Ethan’s bitten hand.

Read On AO3 { X }

Things are going according to plan…

Heisenberg held onto Ethan Winters forearm, the weight of his own body keeping the younger blonde man from falling through the open grate on the floor, to his doom below. Heisenberg had given Ethan a choice, to work alongside him in defeating Miranda. Ethan had spat back at him in anger at the mere mention of using his own baby girl, Rose, against the tyrannical prophetess. Heisenberg could see the rage seething off of him in the dim warm light of his factory. Heisenberg had taken a step back to recollect himself, trying to not burst out at the man. Ethan had been going through a day in hell - getting a taste of what it was like in his life. He had to stay calm, he had to keep his thoughts in order.

So he gave him a different deal. Heisenberg held out his hand to Ethan, promising that Rose as a weapon was off the table. They didn’t necessarily need her to finish this off - he had another secret that had yet to be revealed to Ethan any way, one that would soon come to light. His words seemed to calm the raging storm of anger that was rising within Ethan, but Heisenberg could still see the hints of distrust within the lines of his face, heavily evident within his hazel eyes.

“Ethan, I promise that no harm will come to the girl, not if I can help it.” He said.

Heisenberg looked down at Ethan’s mauled hand, seeing the soiled rags covered in dirt and darkened by blood.

“Before we go any further with this plan, let me help you out with that.” Heisenberg offered

Ethan was caught off guard by it, the anger now morphed into surprise, but the distrust still stayed as Heisenberg pulled him away from the open grate that was close behind.

“How?” He asked

“I have some tools to make a prosthetic upstairs. Just let me get it all put together and adjusted, and the damned thing is all yours.” Heisenberg replied

The distrust had now faded from Ethan, his shoulders dropping a bit as he grew to trust the older man. This was good, this is exactly what he needed. Heisenberg let go of his arms and began to move toward the set of metal double doors that had burst open at the mere flick of his wrist, waving for Ethan to follow him.

“Come on. I don’t want you getting lost in this place.”

Heisenberg walked up the old metal stairs, hearing them ring out, creaking underneath the weight of each step. When he finally reached the top step he moved down a long and darkened hallway, straight to a dark wooden door on his right. He placed his hand on the door knob, slowly opening the door to an even darker room, turning on the lamp with his power, allowing the warm dim glow to illuminate a place he hardly visited anymore.

The light didn’t go very far in the room, the way Heisenberg used to like - the dimness of it all made it easier on his eyes to see without squinting. But what it did touch was the wooden desk stationed underneath the light, to his left, leaning up against the west wall and unmade bed to the right of it. The entire room had gone untouched for a long, long time and it was odd coming back to it after all of these years.

Especially without you.

But he had to do it anyway. Heisenberg walked through the door frame, pulling out the wooden chair and motioning for Ethan to sit as he began to rummage through the drawers, finding an old first-aid kit, the pieces of a prosthetic that he had once worked on long ago, and the few tools he needed. Heisenberg sat on the edge of the bed and took hold of Ethan’s hand in his. He slowly unwrapped Ethan’s hand, inspecting the damage that the Lycan had done to him.

“The mother fucker sure took a chunk out of you.” Heisenberg commented, “My apologies for not stopping them sooner.”

“Those were your assholes?” Ethan asked

“Not technically ‘mine’, but enough to command them.” Heisenberg explained, “Mother Miranda’s doing there.”

“She turned them all, didn’t she?”

Heisenberg nodded, taking a clean gauze with the first aid medicine and proceeding to clean the wound.

“All a part of her big plan - a sacrifice to the damn mold for its power to bring her daughter back to life. They’ve all been infected for quite some time now. They were damned from the beginning sadly.”

“Yeah, I know.” He said, his tone downtrodden as the memories of when he first stepped foot into the cursed village came flooding into his mind.

Ethan looked away from the old man, his eyes catching glimpses of the tools by his side, catching glimpses of the room under the dim light. He could see the dust floating through the air, coating the bed frame, the armoire, even the desk. His eyes continued to follow the dust particles until he noticed something else in the corners of the room, something that glimmered with the subtle touch of the light.

It was a wooden cane. The handle on top resembled that of a fox, and the cane itself was made of beech, decorated with an intricate metal inlay, and a dark brown stain.

“Did you used to make this stuff for the villagers?” Ethan asked

Heisenberg chuckled at his response. If only the young man knew how much the villagers feared him.

“No, I did not.” He replied, “Most of them were scared shitless of me, save for one.”

“So I guess these belonged to them?” Ethan asked, motioning his head towards the cane.

Ethan noticed that Heisenberg grew still before the old man finally responded.

“Only the cane does.”

Ethan cocked his brow, the curiosity evident on his face.

“You say that like they’re still alive.” He commented

Heisenberg stared straight past Ethan, seeing the ghostly visage of you standing behind the young man, hand placed on his shoulder. This was why he hated coming into this fucking room. You always appeared in some way to him here, never saying a word due the mold that was wrapped around your neck like a noose, the roots trailing all along your body like the day he was forced to leave you to your demise.

He hated to see your eyes devoid of the life that once was there, your face twisted in anguish as your mouth hung open mid scream. He hated that he couldn’t hear your voice, your laugh, couldn’t fucking touch you.

You were there, he could see you, but he knew the truth.

It was just a phantom of you, one that would always haunt him.

Heisenebrg finally pulled his attention away from your ghost and back to Ethan. His entire demeanor had changed, growing darker. His voice dropping lower in tone as the seriousness of the situation at hand took over.

“Listen Ethan, our reasons for wanting to get rid of Miranda are similar in more ways than you would think. Not only does she have your daughter, but she has someone that I care about - well, the damn mold does.” He explained, “It’s a bit of a long story.”

Ethan looked down at his hand momentarily, feeling the effects of the first aid medication taking its effects on him. He hadn’t realized that there might be more at stake here for the older man other than just what he already knew.

“Well, we’ve got time right now.” Ethan replied, “Why don’t you tell it to me?”

Heisenberg sat back on the edge of the bed, surprised at his request. The hint of a smile appeared on his face as he heard your words in his mind, saying a phrase he was so used to hearing in his younger years.

‘God help you dumb boy.’

“Alright, fine.” Heisenberg said, going back to work on Ethan’s hand.

“You see, it all started with that goddamn snow…”

Chapter One: Fish in a Birdcage

#resident evil fic #resident evil fandom #resident evil fanfiction #karl heisenberg #ethan winters #karl heisenberg x you #karl heisenberg x y/n #karl heisenberg x reader #mother miranda #resident evil 8 #re8 village #re8 #re8 ethan winters #rose winters #rosemary winters #our moral decay #disabled reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #series: our moral decay

[the-lekhika]

the moment i saw ethan morales i knew tumblr was gonna come up with x reader fics

#just look at him he's the perfect guy for that role #the moment he walked in #i knew #holy shit there are gonna be fics on him #ethan morales #never have i ever #nhie #nhie season 4 #nhie spoilers

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

okay! so here’s what i have planned for october. wanted to try and do halloween prompts/anything that’s kinda fall vibes. probably three out eight aren’t the greatest for either vibe but… we ignore. i ignore.

ethan landry- mask

peter parker- black cat

steve harrington and robin buckley- haunted house

jake sully- reminiscing 

lo’ak sully- blood

neteyam sully- full moon

miles morales- werewolf

chad meeks-martin- nightmare

dick grayson- vampire

this is all the context you’re getting until the blurbs are out. also definitely in between the word count of 500-1k (s&r is the longest so far)

#steve harrington fic #ethan landry fic #chad meeks martin fic #peter parker fic #robin buckley fic #lo’ak fic #neteyam fic #jake sully fic #dick grayson fic #miles morales fic

[elorday]

— ✪ valerie's may fic recs

thank you so much for all of these writers for making me smiling with a lots of butterflies in my stomach, making my mouth hanging agape, or crying so hard and sweating hot. i really can't thank you enough<3

some fics contain nsfw (✦)

𖥔. SCREAM—

⭒ — ETHAN LANDRY

✦ title taken : @astermath

20/20 vision : @echnated

slyther-in to my heart?! : @ghostfacd

✦ “it's okay, i'll show you.” : @messylustt

sleepy : @corpsebasil

bejeweled : @xyzstar

𖥔. ENOLA HOLMES—

⭒ — SHERLOCK HOLMES

we'll be alright : @love-strawberry

✦ exactly what you need : @delicate-moon-princess

bewitched : @cinebration

what happens after death : @hannibals-favourite-meal

𖥔. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON—

⭒ — AEMOND TARGARYEN

would you love me if i were a worm? : @chiss-and-crackers

valentine's day : @vhagarlovebot

you belong with me : @mybeautifuldelirium

⭒ — CREGAN STARK

among dragons and wolves : @fairysluna

✦ dissolve : @vermithorn

the snow fairy : @wackapedia

⭒ — HARWIN STRONG

✦ i am his and he is mine : @procrastinatingsoicanreadfanfics

keep you save : @auroraborealyss

✦ princess : @faith-forgxtten-land

𖥔. BRIDGERTON—

⭒ — BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

drunk sketches : @delehosies

little things : @inpraizeof

⭒ — ANTHONY BRIDGERTON

✦ right in front of me : @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

✦ melt away : @healmydesires

𖥔. F1—

⭒ — DANIEL RICCIARDO

meet me at midnight : @fleetwooods

don't wipe away my love : @avisgrace

memories hold me hostage : @libraryofloveletters

it's okay, i'm here : @norrisleclercf1

still into you : @starkwlkr

⭒ — CHARLES LECLERC

when you're missing me : @silverstonesainz

name(s) of love : @kiwisa

𖥔. SPIDERMEN—

⭒ — TASM!PETER PARKER

lean in, lean out : @literaila

i know : @vivwritesfics

✦ hold you here, my loveliest friend : @p3mybeloved

clingy : @bruisedboys

⭒ — MIGUEL O'HARA/SPIDERMAN 2099

i need you to stay : @intoxicated-chan

mid night : @eyelessfaces

⭒ — PAVITR PRABHAKAR

dance with you tonight : @foreverwiththeunknown

⭒ — MILES MORALES

cheesecake : @ichorai

first kiss : @moralesie

𖥔. DC—

⭒ — ADRIAN CHASE / VIGILANTE

five times vigilante definitely does not have feelings (and the one time he does) : @tropes-and-tales

now or never : @whirlybirbs

⭒ — BRUCE WAYNE / BATMAN

talk : @ichorai

𖥔. JOHN WICK—

⭒ — JOHN WICK

one-sided love : @desoolate

remember me : @arece

⭒ — MARQUIS VINCENT DE GRAMONT

stay : @unreliablesnake

✦ something wrong with me and you : @fonteyn

𖥔. LOCKWOOD AND CO.—

⭒ — ANTHONY LOCKWOOD

the language of longing looks and stolen glances : @fleetingvow

just another love song : @tangledinlove

public displays : @vi-trying-to-survive

ain't a life many splendored thing? : @wellgoslowly

#✭: valerie's monthly recommendations #aemond targaryen x reader #cregan stark x reader #sherlock holmes x reader #benedict bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x reader #charles leclerc x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #adrian chase x reader #bruce wayne x reader #john wick x reader #marquis vincent de gramont x reader #ethan landry x reader #anthony lockwood x reader #pearls divider is from and by @inklore #tasm!peter parker x reader #miles morales x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #pravitr prabhakar x reader #valerie's recs —

[wxshing-aep]

just watched season 4 of never have I ever and there’s no Ethan Morales fics yet so I fear I must provide… feel free to leave requests! this man literally had me giggling and kicking my feet like-

#never have i ever #nhie s4 #ethan morales #ethan morales x reader #nhie #never have i ever s4 #michael cimino #michael cimino x reader

[anikaspookie]

Could you write something about Ethan Morales from Never Have I Ever?? The plot can be whatever but please make it both angsty and fluffy 🙏🙏🙏

I just need more fics about him

I KNOW — ethan morales

DESCRIPTION - ethan comforts you after you get to nervous to talk to one of the college presidents.

PAIRING - ethan morales x fem!reader

WARNINGS - just fluff

You had to get your fav college Yale you were so nervous. The teachers that work at Yale came and many others. You were in line for Yale and you got so scared all of a sudden your anxiety kicked in.

You moved your hands a lot and were shaking it was almost your turn you tried taking deep breaths but you couldn’t it made it worse you felt like someone kicked you in the stomach. You felt sweaty and tried anxiety tips you heard online but they didn’t work. It was your turn you looked at the teacher she spoke “hey how can-” you spoke “I’m sorry I just can’t.” You left the line and realized what you just did you were walking and then ran into Ethan your boyfriend.

He looked at you “oh hey shouldn’t you be applying your college??” You looked at him “I- I couldn’t do it I don’t know what happened. My anxiety kicked in and I embarrassed myself in front of her! Now im never getting into Yale! Fuck I ruin everything with this stupid anxiety” grabbed your shoulder “hey.. look at me” you did and he spoke to you “it’s not your fault, it just happens you know? Everyone has anxiety. I mean I have it sometimes.” You then said “I doubt that…” he wrapped his hands on your waist “I do trust me… but never blame yourself. And I’m pretty sure they’ll understand what happened! Your a strong and amazing person y/n.. and if they don’t understand I might have to steal something.”

You laughed and then told him “please don’t…” he smiled at you “hey someone told me whenever you have anxiety just think of your favorite memory” you looked back at him “thank you.. your seriously the best.. boyfriend ever” he put his hand on your cheek “I know..” and kissed as you kissed him back you pulled away then said “okay time to show them who’s boss.” You went back and knew you were gonna get into your favorite college.

I feel like this is short but oh well but thank you for requesting this! I hope you guys liked this and send more requests is wanted :))

#ethan morales x reader #never have i ever #angst #fluff #ethan morales

[douceurrrr]

I NEED SOME ETHAN MORALES FICS NOWW!

#never have i ever #fanfic #pleaseeee #netflix #never have I ever ethan skater #ethan morales x reader #ethan morales

[yonemurishiroku]

(tags via @smartichokes) In light of new addition to my Luke & Nico replacement post, I have so much to say about this.

Firstly, there is a fanfic in which Kronos switched to Nico as his host halfway through the series. I said fic, Nico went to Tartarus wayyyyy sooner than he should (which is sometime right after TTC I think?), and got captured by Kronos' force. The Titan considered seizing him, so Luke left the Titan Army and returned to the light side.

With that being said, the Nico in said fic didn't become the host, as Luke (and Ethan) got him out before the taking-over.

In another fic, which is about Nico's apotheosis, It is established that Kronos has been taunting Hades to become his host since he is his eldest child, and as a result, Nico would suffer the same fate should he become a God. Nico didn't, of course, but we can see that he can be a great candidate for the position of Kronos’ host Due to the potential he possesses as a child of Hades. I have talked so much about how powerful he is so I suppose this goes without saying.

On the other hand, the child of the prophecy was supposed to be the son of an eldest god, so let's imagine: Nico is a child of an elder god and now is basically One of the main factors that dictate their fate being the central of Kronos' power. Can you imagine the thrill of having both the antagonist and the protagonist a child of the big three, knowing both of them have the power to change the flow of the story? Nico might as well be the child of the prophecy and now he is in the hands of the big bad villain? Who is to say he wouldn't choose to raze the Olympic to the ground? Please, I cannot be the only one seeing the thrill of second-guessing yourself and watching Percy second-guessing himself, page by page.

Back to our AU.

- Absolutely invested in Nico with Kronos' golden eyes.

- Idk if you have noticed, but there are a number of people who would very much be delighted to see Nico joining the Titan Army - so that's a plus. Though we haven't thought as far as putting him directly in Luke's place, this is such a fun territory to play with.

On the other hand, we should have thought about that lmao what's with Minos having done exactly like this in the canon. The King did manipulate Nico in order to accelerate his uprising (tho Rick wasn't unhinged enough to give the Underworld ghosts the benefit of possessing living things except for the eidolons).

Minos failed ofc. But surely the scenario is there. Furthermore, a big reason that hindered Minos was Nico's true control over him, which returned to him upon his enlightenment, thus breaking the fake power balance. But Nico didn't have any control over Kronos. Once he's in, there's no way out. Kronos is on another level compared to Minos. Luke had one way out and that was his death. Who to say the arms of Hades wouldn't be Nico's ending should he succumb to Kronos anw.

- I like the way you mention Percy - because as it turns out, Nico can perfectly mirror Luke regarding how Percy's fatal flaw is portrayed.

Percy's fatal flaw can be summed up in one sentence - "You would sacrifice the world to save a friend". Now, for Luke, it was thanks to the guy's friendly facade at the start that Percy had trouble deeming him as the enemy at first. For Nico, that's a little different. It's not friendship - bc surely Percy didn't consider 'friend' at that time. So what could it be?

The guilt. And the Loyalty from which it sprouted.

But loyalty to what?

To Bianca's promise.

And this varies between perspectives, but I suspect this can be much, much worse than what transpired with Luke if you know how to play it right. Why? Because it weighs on Percy's kindness, his conscience, his loyalty, his morals. It feels heavier. For Luke, it was a personal betrayal. For Nico, it would be a repeated failure that resulted in two deaths.

And I doubt Percy is fond of failures and deaths.

Do you know the saying that we tend to remember bad things rather than good memories? That. Failures stuck with us, whilst success paled in comparison (Not to mention the vague depiction of Percy's lost self-esteem, but I digress).

For Luke, it might be easier: the guy's now an enemy, Percy just had to put him down - straight and clear. For Nico, it's a little bit different. The kid's obviously an enemy - but he's also that: a kid. Whose sister died in front of Percy, whom he blamed still. You can tell that the setup itself might make it harder for Percy to just straight-up consider Nico an enemy - because as it was, Nico could very well be a victim of Percy's broken promise. Percy is half a reason he fell into the hands of Kronos - as you've said.

And Percy isn't evil. He's a protagonist and he's kind. His morals would prevent him from seeing Nico as an enemy that must be taken out - not before trying restlessly to bring the kid back.

- Percy aside, Hades’ support - and all the little benefits gained from Nico's side quest - should also be taken into account. Without Nico, there wouldn't be the Curse of Achilles. Without Nico, there would be no undead army rushing to save them in the last minute in the last Olympian, but rather a flock of unbeatable enemies that would persist like Nico’s grief for Bianca.

I wouldn't say that guarantees their failure but you have to admit that it would make things hella more difficult for them to win this war.

So that is for the advantages. Now let's talk about the drawbacks. Because obviously things wouldn't be so fun if everything goes that smoothly. 👍

The most noticeable difference between Luke and Nico is their ages, and further, their experiences. At the time he was chosen, Luke has lived until his 17, 18 as a demigod, has seen the mythological world more than Nico ever did. He would know better how to navigate the system, which would benefit Kronos more than a clueless Nico. You can argue that Kronos can properly train him as Minos did, but the fact remains that Luke has experiences that can only be gained through living, aging, and seeing.

On the same topic, after losing his sister, Nico was just a rage-driven, angry, lost 11-12-year-old kid. He could barely take care of himself. He obviously cannot govern and command an entire army. Luke, on the other hand, has many skills required to be a leader. I have talked about this once. He has the tongue, he has his charms, he's manipulative enough. As a tool and a weapon, Luke proves to be a better choice to be the pioneer of Kronos' revolution.

Of course, unless you need a puppet, in which case Nico proves to be a better choice. He was naive .he didn't know better. Luke try to resist because he saw how devastating his actions were/ would be. It should be much easier to fool a kid like Nico rather than an adult, thus limiting the chances of rebuke. I cannot recall exactly what Kronos was trying to do though, so I'll just leave this here.

The best method is of course to keep Luke while getting Nico ready, however, it would put kronos plans back a few years and I'm not really sure the guy would be that patient provided that he has been waiting thousand years to make a come back. So we will just leave it like that.

All in all, it's fun to think about a scenario in which the one whose contribution directly leads to their victory in the original series now becomes the main antagonist, the main reason they will likely fail. Thank you @smartichokes for the delightful idea!! 🥺🥺🥺

#nico di angelo #pjo #hoo #toa #yone rambling #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #luke castellan #nico and luke #luke and nico reversal au #<- official name bc obviously i have to give it one #percy jackson #hades (pjo) #bianca di angelo #over analyzing

[kaylasficrecs]

fic rec masterlist

if one of the fics is yours and would like me to remove it, pls let me know by messaging me

billy the kid

william bonney

bridgerton

benedict bridgerton

criminal minds

spencer reid - part 2

detective comics

damian wayne

dick grayson

jason todd 

grishaverse

kaz brekker - part 2

nikolai lantsov

harry potter

lightning era

cedric diggory

draco malfoy

harry potter

mattheo riddle

theodore nott - part 2

marauders era

james potter

remus lupin

hunger games

coriolanus snow

marvel cinematic universe

loki laufeyson

peter parker - part 2 - part 3

marc spector

matt murdock

miguel o’hara - part 2

miles morales

outer banks

jj maybank - part 2

rafe cameron

peaky blinders

thomas shelby

percy jackson and the olympians

luke castellan

real person fiction

drew starkey

harry styles - part 2

jack champion

joe burrow

tom blyth

tom holland 

scream

ethan landry

supernatural

dean winchester

jack kline

sam winchester

star wars

anakin skywalker

cal kestis

poe dameron

stranger things

steve harrington - part 2

ted lasso

jamie tartt - part 2

the bear

carmen berzatto

the summer i turned pretty

conrad fisher

top gun

bradley bradshaw

jake seresin

javy machado

#masterlist #fanfic #fic recs

[callmearcturus]

writer questions meme: 8, 13, 20 if you please

13. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?

It wasn't explicitly writing advice, but I can tell you where I learned what my specific style would be. There was a fic in the Dresden Files fandom called "Cross" by LightGetsIn. LGI was a tremendous writer and a very kind mentory-friend who I attended my first fan convention with. Extremely accomplished adult who I looked up to when I was barely an adult.

"Cross" is a story about the limitations of perspective. It was the first story that really drove home the idea that Character A would not have the same knowledge and understanding of the world as Character B.

In "Cross", the POV character is John Marcone, a non-magical mafia boss who is deeply entrenched in the magical world. He has a lot of factual knowledge of how magic works, but he's an Italian-American Catholic. So when he's pulled into doing magical rites to bring another character back to life, he specifically doesn't pick up on the more pagan symbology of what he's doing, but filters it through a Guilty Catholic filter. Hence the name of the fic, "Cross."

And that story, which isn't even my favorite LGI story, probably taught me the most about how to write Close Perspective Third Person, which is my default style. When I'm writing in a characters POV, I rigorously limit what the POV character knows and picks up on. I will plant clues and information that the audience will understand, but the connections a character makes, the reference pools they pull from, their morality and ethics, all of those inform that POV, and what you and I know does not.

That is probably the most important lesson I've ever had in creating my own writing method.

20. Describe your perfect writing conditions.

8 hours of sleep, small breakfast snack like a croissant, decaf beverage, one dextroamphetamine, and no one fucking talk to me for about 2 - 4 hours. I will write 4,000 words.

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Lets put this under a cut, and I'll give you some DVD commentary. This is from chapter 2 of you'll need a new name to survive this. It's the point where Benji realizes Ethan is stalking him and does that trick to lose him in the bookshop, then sits outside waiting for him.

Only five minutes later, the door opened, and Bell took one step out before freezing, his eyes falling on Benji.

Got you, Benji thought with a sharp little smile. "You didn't even buy a book? Bit rude."

One of the goals of the early chapters of PT AU was establishing Benji's character as boldly as possible because we were essentially telling a story that canon does not. This is YEARS before MI3, where Benji gets two gd scenes.

To me, the tightrope walk was that I wanted Benji to have a reasonable grip on authority, to be shiny and new and out of his depth but still empowered because of his accomplishments. He has managed to land a good job working for the US government, he successfully emigrated before he was 30 years old, he has an apartment and a cat, he's new to everything in the spy world but he also has a steel spine that frankly he's fucking earned.

Which is a long-winded way of saying that Benji is a bitch and I love him so much.

Bell's face was blank, but Benji could almost feel how fast his brain was moving, weighing his options. Eventually, he settled on huffing out a little chuckle and stepping closer to Benji. "Hi."

Meanwhile, Ethan. MI1-era Ethan is very very smart but very very traumatised. His skillset is rooted in controlling people and predicting them. So Benji, a fucking civilian, catching him off-guard like this is like waving a red flag at a bull. Or dangling a steak over a lion enclosure. Benji doesn't know it yet but he's setting himself up to be a tasty treat for Ethan Hunt circa the late 90s.

"Are you going to kill me or something?" Benji asked. "Is that your spook job, are you a hitman?"

The flash of expression on Bell's face was offended. (This makes me laugh every time. Ethan Hunt is not a killer unless he absolutely must be and he will go out of his way to avoid it. Being an assassin is gross and he doesn't want to be perceived at all bc he's a spy but if he MUST be perceived jfc don't assume he's a HITMAN) "What, no. I just…" Grimacing, he looked away, eyes scanning the other pedestrians around them. "Okay, I'm screwing this up, I can admit that. Can we talk somewhere private?"

Benji didn't even have to think about it. "We can talk somewhere public."

Benji is never going to be an IMF agent but his instincts are wildly correct. And that knowledge comes from a different place! He was a gay punk rock vagabond who dropped out of law school, he knows how to keep out of trouble. He is probably the guy who told his other punk friends "if you are arrested do not say a goddamn thing, just ask for your public defender, don't joke, don't be a smartarse, keep your mouth shut."

The smile that took over Bell's face was lovely, transforming his whole face from storm clouds to something more seasonal. "That's honestly a very smart answer, doc. C'mon, there's a bakery nearby. I'll buy you a coffee. Least I can do."

It really was, so Benji nodded and followed him.

They didn't speak until Bell opened the glass door to another shop and held it open for Benji.

"Wrong hand," Benji said, noticing the small wince Bell let out.

"Inside, doc."

If it isn't obvious, all of the observational skills Benji has canonically have been funneled into his preternatural observation of patients.

Basically, if Benji as a character has a specific set of SPECIAL stats, all of those are the same, he just has different tagged skills in this universe.

Canon Benji is probably.... Guns, Science, and Repair. PT Benji has Medicine, Barter, Speech.

"Not a doctor," Benji said. "You know I'm not a doctor."

"What do you want to drink, doc?"

Ethan is being purposefully annoying and I could write a whole post about Ethan's soft power and the way he manipulates people, but that'd be another post. Short version: some people you seduce, some people you act like a wounded gazelle at, and some people you annoy.

Inside the bakery was loud. It was a strangely open floor plan. A long pastry case cordoned off the seating area for the customers. On the other side was just… the bakery. There were ovens and industrial mixers and rolling racks of cooling bread. In the corner, the espresso machine howled with noise as the milk frother worked.

It smelled divine, like living inside a baguette during a spring shower of dark roast coffee.

It also was a constant racket, which Benji mentioned to Bell as he sat down and slid a dark tea with vanilla syrup across to Benji.

"That's the point," Bell said, slouching back in his chair. "It's very difficult to eavesdrop in here."

Well, he wasn't wrong. Looking to another occupied table nearby, Benji briefly tried to pick out a word of what was being said by the woman seated closest to him. Nothing.

"Right, then," Benji said, attention back on Bell. "Why are you following me?"

"Why?" Bell seemed taken aback.

One of the many moments in the early chapters that establish that Ethan's perception of Normal is not anything approaching actual normal.

"Yes, why."

"Normal intelligence collection."

"On your physical therapist?" Benji asked with a barked laugh.

"Yeah." Bell leaned on his elbows, one hand cupping his own jaw and holding his head up as he made uncomfortably direct eye contact. "You really don't know who I am? Or why some of the appointments on your calendar come with no information?"

Pursing his lips, Benji shook his head.

Blowing out a whistle through his teeth, Bell grinned. "Sorry, that's just… it's new. I'm surprised Dr. Falsion didn't clue you in, but I guess she's not technically supposed to." Lifting his mug, he looked down into it. "People do shit they're not technically supposed to all the time in this town."

Ethan's major trauma at this point is being targeted by Kittridge and the Mole Hunt, and his trust in people to do their jobs is at a critical low that it'll never recover from.

"I don't even know your name," Benji sighed, sipping his own drink. It didn't taste at all like iocaine powder, so he was probably safe for the moment.

Bell rested his temple against the knuckles of his hand, his gaze so intense that Benji didn't know how to look away without making it patently obvious he was unsettled. Whatever Bell saw, it made his lips curve up slight. "Alright. Yeah. My name is Ethan. I work for an organization that shouldn't legally exist, so that's why you don't get anything on me. Even CIA jackboots manipulating local governments are realer than I am." He blinked once. "Also, I was an unprofessional shitheel last session, and I apologize."

Ethan apologizes here because Benji has earned his respect. And also by earning his respect, Ethan is also aware that Benji is not going to be so easy to maneuver around, so he fesses up that he was a prick, softly setting up a different tactic with Benji.

Benji felt his eyes going wider and wider with every sentence until it was a little hard to breathe. So his patient wasn't the American equivalent of an MI5 or MI6 so much as an MI8?

That did sort of start to explain what a pain in the ass he was.

"Shame," Benji managed after a moment of sitting fairly gobsmacked. "I was getting attached to 'Bell.' But I appreciate… all that. Thanks." He frowned. "Are you saying all this because you're actually sorry or are you sick of being stonewalled?"

Benji has a much more cynical mind than Ethan is the funny thing. Benji gets arguably more accurate reads on people than Ethan does. Or, Ethan gets accurate reads but he is continuously poisoned by the hope that people will be better than he expects. So FUNCTIONALLY, Ethan is an optimist and Benji is a realist.

Bell— Ethan— grinned. "That's a very good question. You actually have great instincts, doc. You did a surprisingly good job of shaking me when I was tailing you, especially for a civilian."

One of my favorite running gags is Benji being impossible to tail, so I'm glad we really drove it home the first time it happened. I love consistency in longfic.

"Again: thanks. Don't suppose you'll answer my other question?"

Ethan sipped his coffee, his smile visible around the edge of his cup.

"Right," Benji sighed. At least this felt like progress. And at least he probably wasn't going to be disappeared by a government assassin. That was a relief.

So this entire bit is Ethan reassessing Benji and pivoting his methods and tactics, setting up for a better way of handling Benji. And also being kind of charmed by him.

#relaxed-and-extremely-uneasy #talking about writing #pt benji au

[mishwanders]

Chapter Twenty One {Saint}: Do They Dream

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x GN!Disabled Reader

Summary: What comes next for a saint trapped in limbo?

Warnings: mentions of Heisenberg drinking himself into despair, mention of Ethan’s situation, Saint MC’s loneliness. We are just getting sad out here y’all.

Read On AO3 { X }

‘Where am I?’

When the pain ceased, the first thing you felt was the cold crunch of the snow beneath your feet, the sounds of a babbling brook rushing by, the sounds of people close at hand, but just distant enough to where you couldn’t comprehend their words. You slowly opened your eyes to be blinded by a bright white light before your new reality came into view.

Snow blanketed the ground around you, bright white clouds covering the sky above. It was like the village, but instead of broken glass, the two reflected each other almost perfectly. The only thing that made you realize you were on the ground was the stream before you.

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

You looked around to see if you could find the people somewhere into the distance, but there was no one. You were completely alone in this winter landscape.

Where the hell had Mother Miranda sent you?

Your last moments had flashed before your eyes, or rather, the last moments that Mother Miranda had shown you before the pain set in. Whatever was in the syringe had caused you to hallucinate, seeing only what made you happy. You had found yourself inside Heisenberg’s factory, seeing him standing in the doorway of the dining room. You smiled at him and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you, enveloping you in his warm embrace. It was comforting and it made you feel safe. You remembered the feeling of his hand wrapping around your neck, gently pushing your head up towards him for a kiss, coercing a pleased hum from you. It felt so nice, so lovely. A dream you never wanted to wake from.

But you were forced to wake regardless.

“It’s time to wake up.”

That’s when the pain slammed into you, the roots moving through your body, the panic set in as the creeping took hold. You wanted to look around, but your vision had been kept from you. You screams of agony ripped through your chest as you tried to call out for help, but no one came to your aid. Feeding you like a lamb to the slaughter. A sacrifice on an altar. And as if it were a command, your body froze, the life in you slowly drained, but not entirely. Your body was no longer your own, belonging to some other worldly being now.

You were not wholly alive and not wholly dead either. You were stuck in limbo, purgatory, whatever people called it. You existed and yet, you did not.

Now you would stand here, physically motionless for years and years to come, but your soul wandering through space and time. You attempted to warn yourself of the coming doom, in the reflections of water, in the shadows of the cathedral, in the fog on the way to Donna’s, in doorways - trying to prevent what was to come and had come for you. But you were stuck in a loop, as if it had already occurred before.

So you would stand here, you would wait, and you would dream.

You would dream of a day where you could be free of this place, dream of being back in Heisenberg's warm embrace once again. You would dream, and dream, and dream until one day, someone else would enter into this world, someone you never anticipated to see.

Someone who made it out.

Now this man never told you his name, nor did you ask, for he was not awake. He laid upon the snow, bleeding out, helpless. You sat beside him, checking to see if he was alive. The moment he felt your hand, his eyes awoke for only a second. They were greener than anything you’d found in this purgatory and you welcomed it.

But your momentary relief of seeing another person was stifled as he quickly faded from your view and out of your hands. You searched the ground with your hands, helplessly trying to find him. Were you dreaming of this too? Was this all just in your head? Were you finally going crazy here?

You let out a pained and anguished cry of agony. You were so alone you could hardly stand it any more. But you heard the cry intermingle with someone else’s, one not so distant. You had another dream or maybe a vision? You weren’t sure which was accurate but regardless, you saw something past this place, past your own life. You found the man again, this time in a swamp, the type of place you had only read about in books. You watched him fight monsters that looked like your god, people who had been tormented by the black god that were after him. You watched him save himself, his wife, the troubles of life that came his way.

They had a baby girl, one you later found out was named Rosemary. You felt a shift in your purgatory that day. You now knew the true intentions of Mother Miranda. She was going to take that little girl and try to revive Eva. You had to do something about it, had to reach out to them some way to warn them. You came to them in dreams, in the shadows of their waking moments, but the man and his wife were persistent on not discussing your existence to each other. They were adamant about not discussing what had happened that day to them, so many long nights ago.

Tragic really. It would be their downfall.

You were angry at their unwillingness to comply, to talk. You hung in the shadows and smashed a picture frame of them to the wall, allowing it to shatter onto the ground. You had left their home that day, never returning. You made your way through space and time to find Heisenberg, to reach out to him. Your heart broke at the sight of him, watching him grow bitter in his pain, drowning it down bottle after bottle, forcing himself deeper into his work. You attempted to get him to see you, to pay attention, but every time he did he immediately looked away.

You were heartbroken even more by that. It was still you and he wouldn’t even look at you. Did he see you as a monster now too?

You felt helpless in your position, unable to stop what you knew was coming for everyone. A family was about to be ripped apart, the villagers were going to suffer more, Heisenberg was broken all because of you.

You just wanted to do good, do right by those of your community. You didn’t realize you were getting mixed up in the mess of others in power, who were using everyone else to satiate Mother Miranda’s own desires and needs. Your goodness became tainted by her will, bastardized, molded, decayed.

You couldn’t stop her in reality, but here? Maybe, just maybe there was a way to do something.

One touch was able to show you the other man's reality. If you could get your hands on something else, something with more power. Maybe you’d be able to rewrite these wrongs, remake the ending that was eventually coming for everyone else. You were a writer, you could make anything out of nothing, create whole worlds, visions, as they leapt off the page into the minds of others.

But most of all? You were a god damned Saint and you were going to rewrite this story.

A saint would become a savior.

Chapter Twenty: Lips As Cold As Diamond

Chapter Twenty Two: Bolt Cutters & The Family Name

#karl hesienberg #karl heisenberg x you #karl heisenberg x y/n #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenburg x reader #mother miranda #re8 fic #re8 x reader #re8 fanfiction #resident evil x you #resident evil x reader #resident evil village #ethan winters #series: our moral decay

[icarus-has-falllen]

Master list

Stranger things

Gareth Emerson

reader gifts Gareth with his flannel

Steve Harrington

jealous steve harrington

reader gets vecna'd

Eddie munson

being eddie's best friend turned lover

Billy Hargrove

very short comfort fic

being billy's bestfriend from cali

reader has powers and protects billy

Artist reader

Nancy wheeler

none yet

Mike wheeler

ghost face!byler x reader

coffee shop au

Angst to fluff

Dustin Henderson

learning how to play DND

Lucas sinclaire

none yet

Max mayfield

none yet

Will byers

ghost face!byler x reader

Will finds out reader is trans

wheeler!reader having a crush on will

Jane "eleven" hopper

none yet

Fred Benson

very short kinda fluff

byers!reader introducing fred to their family

Chrissy Cunningham

none yet

Umbrella Academy

Klaus Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Diego Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Five Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

late nights and snacks

Allison Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Viktor Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

FEAR STREET

simon

none yet

Young!Nick Goode

being ziggy's bestfriend and dating Nick Goode

Ziggy

being ziggy's bestfriend and dating Nick Goode

Marvel

Spider man (Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield)

none yet

Star Lord

none yet

Miles Morales

non yet

Scream (the original)

Stu macher

none yet

Billy loomis

none yet

Mickey Altieri

none yet

Sidney Prescott

none yet

Ethan Landry

none yet

Gravity falls

Dipper pines

none yet

Mabel pines

none yet

Stanford pines

none yet

Stanley pines

none yet

Wendy

none yet

Bill cypher

none yet

It

Richie Tozier

none yet

Eddie Kaspbrack

none yet

Stanley Uris

none yet

Beverley Marsh

none yet

Bill Denbrough

none yet

Ben Hanscom

none yet

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton

none yet

Thomas Jefferson

none yet

John Laurens

none yet

Lafayette

none yet

Angelica Skylar

none yet

Eliza Skylar

none yet

Peggy Skylar

none yet

Hercules mulligan

none yet

Aaron Burr

none yet

Ghostbusters

Ray stantz

none yet

Egon Spengler

none yet

Peter Venkman

none yet

Winston Zeddemore

none yet

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

none yet

Xavier Thorpe

none yet

Tyler Galpin

none yet

Enid Sinclair

none yet

Star Wars

Luke Skywalker

none yet

Din Djarin

none yet

Han Solo

none yet

Anakin Skywalker

none yet

Spider-verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacey

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

#scream x male reader #stranger things x reader #umbrella academy x reader #wednesday addams x male reader #ghostbusters x reader #hamilton x male reader #it x reader #gravity falls x reader #marvel x reader #fear street x reader #spider verse x male reader

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

Can you write a fic where Ethan doesn’t want to be a Ghostface so he tells reader the truth and they warn the rest of the group then run away together

ethan hasn’t killed anyone (cause that would defeat the purpose of him not wanting to be gf) but this is after quinn and anika’s death. only convenient time for this conversation to take place. also i didn't add running away cause i feel it wouldn't make sense for reader to leave their friends behind durning all this, so maybe anon if you really want that i could possible do a follow up to them having a happy life.

gn!reader masterlist

“i- i have something to tell you.” ethan whispered in your ear, drawing your attention away from your anxious friends. you were gonna prompt him to tell you, but when you say the worry on his face you excused the both of you.

sliding into the bathroom with ethan on your heels, you sat on the edge of the tub while ethan leaned his weight against the door. “what’s wrong?” noting how ethan kept his eye to his feet, hands twisting below his stomach.

“what i’m about to tell you… just know i was forced to be apart of because of my family. things would have been worse if i- i just hope you can forgive me.” ethan finally looked up and at you. eyes soft and face open, waiting for something.

you shifted a little, worried whatever he says crosses your morals. “okay… but only if you actually tell me what it is.”

“okay,” he took a deep breath then said, “my family is ghostface.”

you froze, “i’m sorry, what?” keeping your voice composed, miraculously.

“my- my dad, sister and i. we’re related to richie, the guy sam killed in woodsboro last year. my dad is detective bailey and my sister is-“ “quinn.” putting those two pieces together.

you waved your hands around for a moment, “wait, so quinn didn’t die yesterday? only anika? then who was ghostface? were- were you the one who-“ “no! no, i wasn’t. it- it was my dad.”

ethan took two steps closer in his rush to correct you and you couldn’t hide the faint flinch it produced, but you saw his face fall. ethan noticed that you’ve become afraid of him. “my- my dad wanted it to be me, but i was enjoying my night and didn’t want to leave.”

that caused your heart to stutter, in the good developing a fat crush on a boy kind of way. you and ethan were having a study date at a diner two blocks from campus, and it seemed sweet when he phrased it that way but then your mind started turning.

“wait, was i just an alibi? if you went through with it, i would have defended a murder to my friends. what the fuck, ethan?” standing to your feet, face getting warm with heat. heart thumping at this alternate outcome.

"i know, i know. yes. you were designed to be my alibi, but I never fully wanted to be a part of all this, i only joined at first cause my whole family was a wreck after my brother died. my hands are free of blood but my conscious is pooling with guilt, that's why i'm telling you this so then we can then warn the others. i trust you the most out of everyone."

ethan took a step closer and instead of flinching or moving back, you stood your ground keeping a keen eye on him. "you swear you've had no part in anything so far? cause i can't trust or defend you if there is a drop of blood on your hands." staring up at him with pleading, hopeful eyes.

with this new information you didn't want to mistake him for a nerdy, shy good guy. but the ethan you know is the shy (flushing whenever chad tried to wingman him to you or any girl), a little nerdy (whiling to go into film debates with mindy when she was in a trusting mood) and he was genuinely a good, sweet guy. he'd always walk you home when it was dark outside, he'd buy you food or drinks whenever you're together for hours, and he'd always uplift you; complimenting you from your accomplishments to how you looked that day. that's the ethan landry you've gotten to know the past six months, you don't want to lose him.

his whiskey-brown eyes danced around, pinballing over the place. his tongue peeking out to wet his plush pink lips, your eyes followed the action. you felt his hand bump into your own, looking down to see him linking your pinkies together.

"i swear i have done no harm to anyone. when everything started to feel real i knew this wasn't the healthy decision, it's not worth losing everything i've gained. this group is more of a family to me and- and i don't want to lose you because of a revenge fantasy." brows pinching and eyes changing to a doe expression.

“what- what are you… what about your actual family? would they kill you or disown you? doesn’t- doesn’t that bother you in anyway?” watching how ethan’s face didn’t change, just a simple shrug in response.

“it doesn’t matter. nothing matters but this, so no it doesn’t bother me… completely.” bringing his free hand to your cheek, cupping your apple and rubbing at the growing dark circles. ethan leaned his head closer, “i mean it when i don’t want to lose you. i want to get the opportunity to build a future with you, get our degrees, take you out on dates and so much further down the line.”

“i’d- i’d like that too…” trailing off as you both leaned in and locked lips. hand reaching out to grasp onto the hem of ethan’s shirt, pinkies curling tighter, with ethan treating you like a fine piece of china. if this weren’t such a dire situation you would happily indulge further, but you kept it short and sweet before being the first to lean away.

“run away with me,” ethan sighed against your wet lips. your eyes fluttered open to see his dream stare. “can- can we do that?”

“after.” silently agreeing to flee with ethan, “but after all this. we can’t leave our friends behind and you’ll help us have the upper hand.” making a move to the bathroom door.

you pulled ethan behind you and brought the both of you back to the living room. all eyes turned to you and ethan, having been gone for almost ten minutes now.

“were you two making out? seriously? now?” mindy complained with an eye roll. you deadpanned her with a simple, “yes and, ethan has something to share will all of you.” stoned eyes melting into honey as you urged him on, “you can do this.” giving his hand a comforting squeeze.

#erin's blurb request #ethan landry x you #ethan landry angst #ethan landry x gn!reader #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #scream 6 #scream vi #ethan landry scream 6 #jack champion scream 6

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC Holidays 2023 - Week 6

✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🌟= Holidays 2023

BIG SKY COUNTRY

The Christmas Tree ✒️🌟| Sawyer Oakley x MC - @eadanga

THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABY

The Christmas Gift ✒️🌟| Cole Stone x F!MC - @eadanga

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

Beneath the Mistletoe ✒️🎨🌟| Blades F!MC, MC - art by @callmebeem fic by @storyofmychoices

CRIMES OF PASSION

Airport ✒️🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @stars-are-within-me for @jerzwriter

Angel ✒️🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @stars-are-within-me for @jerzwriter

Cookies ✒️🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @stars-are-within-me for @jerzwriter

Out of the Rain ✒️🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @trappedinfanfiction

Trystan Thorne x F!MC Fanart 🎨🌟 by @fairymatchmaker

Trystan Thorne x F!MC Holiday Fanart 🎨🌟by @hydn-jpg for @a-cloud-for-dreams

Trystan Thorne x MC 🎨🏳️‍🌈🌟by @choices-ceri

Well Timed Levity ✒️🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @moominofthevalley

LAWS OF ATTRACTION

The Blizzard ✒️🌟| Gabe Ricci x F!MC - @eadanga

Partner ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Joaquin Morales x NB!MC - @noesapphic for @hydn-jpg

THE NANNY AFFAIR

Christmas Romance ✒️🌟| Sam Dalton x MC - @eadanga

OPEN HEART

A Cozy Christmas ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Ethan Ramsey x M!MC - @storyofmychoices for @peonyblossom

A Tall Order ✒️🎨🌟| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Art by @weetlebeetle Fic by @jerzwriter for @zealouscanonindeer

Among Presents ✒️🌟| Bryce Lahela x F!OC - @ladylamrian for @peonierose

Falling for You ✒️🎨🌟| Tobias Carrick x F!MC - art by @weetlebeetle fic by @jerzwriter

The Greatest Gift ✒️🎨🌟| Bryce Lahela x F!OC - @storyofmychoices

Holiday Cheer ✒️🎨🌟| F!MC, F!MC, F!OC Art by @weetlebeetle Fic by @storyofmychoices

Impossibly Perfect ✒️🎨🌟| Bryce Lahela x F!OC - art by @/artsy-elii (IG) fic by @storyofmychoices

Lahela Christmas 🎨🌟| Bryce Lahela x F!OC by @/artsy-elii (IG) (C:@storyofmychoices)

Oh, Christmas Tree ✒️🌟| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @socalwriterbee

Rafael Aveiro Holiday Art 🎨🌟 by @sazanes

Santa (or not) ✒️🌟| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @trappedinfanfiction

The Secret Gift ✒️🌟| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @zealouscanonindeer

You're All I Need ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🌟| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Auld Lang Syne ✒️🌟| Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles

Ball Drop ✒️🌟| Drake Walker x F!MC - @angelasscribbles

Blame it on the Mistletoe | Liam Rys x F!OC - @kristinamae093 ✒️🌟

Liam Rys x MC Holiday Art 🎨🌟 by @rosefuckinggenius (C: @kristinamae093)

CROSSOVERS

Immortal Desires / It Lives Anthology

Jouluyö - Christmas Night ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Various Pairings - @aallotarenunelma

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