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For writing commissions, what fandoms do you write for? :3

Thanks for asking! Here's the list:

Video Games:

The Last of Us (Part 1 and 2)

Resident Evil Village

Infamous: Second Son

Detroit Become Human

Sally Face

TV shows:

Arcane

Supernatural

Sherlock (BBC)

Doctor Who

Law and Order: Special Victims Unit

Good Omens

Peacemaker

Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Merlin

Gotham

The Walking Dead

Scream (MTV Series)

Witcher

Brooklyn 99

Prodigal Son

Umbrella Academy

Daredevil

Punisher

Moon Knight

Mandalorian

Criminal Minds

Hannibal

Movies:

Marvel

Pirates of the Caribbean

X-men

Alice in Wonderland

John Wick

Star Wars

That's all I can think of off the top of my head, but in summary:

You name it, I can most likely do it! 💙

Thanks to everyone who's interested in helping me out, I truly appreciate it! 💙💙

-Kate

#kate speaks #fanfic #good omens #anthony j crowley x reader #aziraphale #crowley #crowley x reader #delsin rowe x reader #fatws fics #the last of us fic #fic request

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⚠️ please read this if you see it and INTERACT ⚠️

Hey everyone, so recently I got an apartment for university since my school is raising tuition so much that it's cheaper (not by much) to rent than live in residence. Because I had to move back home, I'm currently out of a job and it's becoming impossible to find one in my hometown.

We (my roomate and I) tried to find a cheaper place, but due to where we live only having a 1% housing vacancy, we both still have to pay over 1,000 a month EACH (everything included). The reason this is so high is because of the lack of housing, which is pushing the city into a housing crisis. This was the cheapest option too! We still have to pay this over the summer since we didn't expect to get a place after searching for nearly 4 months this soon and it's already extremely difficult to find one and I am struggling to do so because of being unemployed. I wouldn't be posting this if it wasn't dire.

If you can help in any way, it would mean the absolute world to me! I'll be doing writing commissions which I have listed below with ranges as a major thank you with your favorite character (just lmk who)!

Also, DONT FEEL FORCED TO HELP IF YOU ARE HAVING FINANCIAL DIFFICULTIES YOURSELF! I don't mean to be demanding money, only help IF you can!

0.01- 2 : 250 words

2.01- 5: 500 words

5.01-8: 750 words

8.01- 11: 1,000 words

(Every 2-3 dollars will be another 250 words)

If you made it this far thank you so much! Please interact and share so this can reach as many as possible!

-Kate

#kate speaks #pls help #rent help #writer in need of help #female writers #doctor strange #wanda maximoff #captain america #iron man #jack sparrow #olivia benson #rafael barba #elliot stabler

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Hi, I just wanted you to know how much I liked your Prodigal Son fanfic "Shattered Glass". I- I have no words... I felt so immersed in the story for some reason... I didn't feel alienated from Y/N's story at all... It made me cry, thank you so much. I'm sincerely sorry you went through that... I feel you. You deserve the best in life. Here is a virtual hug : in case you need one :) (You don't have to publicly post this, you know. Do whatever makes you feel comfortable. :))

I just noticed this now @moonlightfountain, sorry bout that!

For anyone wondering, the reason I write is right here (no pun intended this time). Not for the likes, reblogs and shares; it's to connect people.

The world right now is ugly, people are fighting for their rights to live, to be treated as equals or simply fight for fighting's sake. Others are forced to be something that they're not, and the list goes on forever, unfortunately.

My writing exists to not only showcase my love for another's work, no matter the media but to give someone a pocket of comfort, happiness or something to know that they're not alone.

Over the past few months, I wanted to give up in many aspects of my little world; it was nearly paralyzing, I could barely get up some days without already crying. But recently I told myself enough is enough, and surrounded myself with genuine people that I knew would support me instead of tearing me down or making me question my choices (yes, they do exist, you just need to look closer). I'm not saying that this will work for everyone, just I needed to realize personally that the only person that could change these negative feelings I had was myself and myself only.

So seeing that I could make a single person feel included is why I keep writing, even though I haven't been able to lately, but that's due to some big life changes (moving away from home for the first time, new surroundings, getting my first apartment, etc.).

This is a long tangent, but I want all of you that feel included through my writing or jokes I make on here to understand that I REALLY do appreciate every single one of you.

I love you all deeply, thanks moonlight 💙💙

p.s. I am doing better, I'm pretty sure my family and I just needed to finally take a break from each other, mine including going to university. Now we're on great terms for anyone curious, the pandemic has just made all of us far too tense, which then blew up and burned all of us. I appreciate your concern :)

-Kate

#kate speaks #comfort fanfic #fanfic #my fics #my writing #i love you always #ilysm <3

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I just want to be wanted (Rafael Barba x gn!reader)

Summary: Rafael goes over to your apartment and catches you at a very low point, and he seems to be the only one that makes sure that you’re going to be okay.

WC: about 2k

Warning: mentions of mental illness/ suicide (ONLY THOUGHTS NO ACT), thoughts of being unlovable and negative thoughts towards reader (coming from the reader)

Let me know if I have any Spanish phrases here wrong, I’m using what I know mixed with terms of endearment that I found via google

What I listened to while writing

A/n: Sorry that most of the times I update are vent/angst fics, but right now that seems to be what I’m best at 🤷‍♀️ Also most of the ‘-’ I put in here mean a change in perspective (Between Rafael and the Reader), except the first one in the beginning and the one at the end (time skips).

You’ve been trying your best to not get into anyone’s way lately, but it seems that the only one’s way you’re in front of is your own.

Rafael noticed over the past couple of weeks that something was off about you. Not from the way you dressed, no, that never changed. But the way you held yourself did. Your eyes no longer shined as bright, you never joined in on the conversation with the squad after a long case and if he watched close enough (which he had been for a while now), he could see you pulling away. 

You just didn’t seem like- well you.

You had just finished up the last of your paperwork for the night and you were making your way to the elevator doors, you didn’t even say goodbye to Fin, Rollins, Liv- hell you didn’t even say ‘Hi’ back to Rafael when he had come in to talk with Liv. You just picked up your coat and left.

Rafael turned around and watched as you walked towards the elevator, you seemed to be fine to everyone else, except for him.

Was he the only one watching you fall into yourself?

He didn’t know you very well outside of work, but him of all people can tell when someone is becoming emotionally distant. Your walk made you look like a shell of yourself.

He turned back around and walked quickly to Olivia’s office.

“Hey,” Olivia said as he entered the room, taking off her glasses with an open laptop in front of her. She looked up at him with her caring smile, which was more sleepy looking than anything, since she’s been working endlessly on this case.

Rafael nodded his head in acknowledgement, closed the door, and sat on the couch.

“Tough day?” Liv asked as she stood up and walked around her desk, so there was less distance between the two of them.

Rafael was holding the bridge of his nose, as he did frequently in court. “What’s going on with y/n?” He asked, looking at Olivia directly, as he placed his hand back into his lap.

Olivia moved her head to the side, confused, “What do you mean?”

He moved forward, so he could make sure no one was listening in, despite the door being closed, and most people already gone home.

“I mean what’s going on with them? There’s something going on and I can tell it’s taking a lot out of them.”

Olivia, shocked at the ADA’s concern, looked at her friend. She could clearly see that he cared for you. Also, if Barba of all people was noticing something off, enough for him to bring it to her attention? Clearly it was bad.

“I wish I knew, but just a moment.” She put her hand up to signal that she’d be right back, and went over to her desk to write something on a piece of paper.

She came back around, and handed the small piece of paper to him.

Rafael stood up, taking the miscellaneous piece of paper and furrowed his brow in confusion, looking to Olivia for an answer.

“Go check up on her.” she said with her small smile. This made Rafael nod in understanding.

“Thank you Liv.” He nodded, and after he went over the case once more with the Lieutenant, he headed straight over to your apartment.

-

As he walked up the stairs to your apartment, and he paused right in front of your door, holding his fist that was about to knock on the door.

‘What if they ask how I found their address?’, he thought to himself. 

Realizing that this could possibly end with him having to go to court for what seems like the stalking of an NYPD officer, he turned around and was about to head back down the ungodly amount of stairs.

As he turned, he heard a whimper come from your apartment. He thought over his original plan again.

‘To hell with it.’ he thought as he turned back around, and knocked on the door, and to his surprise, it opened on its own.

Making sure you were okay was well worth Calhoun or Buchanan tearing him a new one in court for a stalking charge.

Now concerned, Rafael walks into your apartment, looking around and calling for you immediately in fear of you being injured or being held hostage.

Normally the latter wouldn’t have even crossed his mind, but after Olivia being held hostage three times over the span of two years; he doesn’t want to see another person he works with to be hurt like that ever again.

The strained whimpering stopped, and he heard a door creak open in the back of the apartment. He peeped his head around the corner, and sighed in relief to see you unharmed, wrapped up in a heavy looking blanket.

“Barba? w-what are you doing here?” You walked closer to him, and as you did he could see you clear as day.

He saw your cheeks raw from crying, your hair messed up from running your hand through it constantly (that was another thing he noticed over the past few weeks), and he noted how tightly you were holding the blanket.

All he could see was a shell of who you were; this was far from the you he knew and, if he was being honest, admired.

“I came to see how you were, I knocked but the door was wide open.” He pointed towards the door, he slowly made his way over to you, but not too fast in case he spooked you.

-

“Oh. Yeah, knew I forgot something. Did you want something to drink? I’ve got some ” you started to make your way to the kitchen, but Rafael gently grabs your forearm.

“Cariño, what’s going on?” 

You look back to really see him, and all you could see in his eyes was the same look you would give a wounded deer.

You felt you eyes water, and you pulled away from him and tried to walk back to your room, while keeping the weighted blanket on your shoulders. Rafael tried to keep up with you, but every time he sped up, so did you tenfold.

You slammed the door, but not before Rafael could hear your broken cries as you closed the door in his face.

-

“Qué pasa mi amor? what can I do?” You heard his voice from outside the door, but you couldn’t bring yourself to open it. 

You didn’t want to shut him out, but you also figured the only reason he was here was because Liv wanted to make sure you didn’t eat your own gun. But you knew that you couldn’t do it, no matter how bad it got.

“I’m fine Barba,” You sighed as you dragged your hand down your face, trying to wipe tears away as fast as they showed up. “Just tell Liv that I’ll need a day off then I can come back. She was always telling me to take a day off anyways.” You humorlessly chuckled at that.

But that wasn’t enough to convince Rafael.

-

He knew deep down that you were hurting, he didn’t know why, but he’d be damned if he was going to leave. Especially after that last comment...

“I came here on my own, amor.” He said, placing his head gently on the door, praying to whoever could hear him that you weren’t doing something that you we’re going to regret in there.

He couldn’t lose you, not without you knowing how much you honest to god meant to him. That was only something he just realized, while thinking of him possibly losing you by something he saw coming.

After some silence on your end, which felt to have gone on for forever, the door finally opened.

-

You opened the door to see the scared look of Rafael’s face. That was a look you never wanted to see again, it hurt to know that you were the reason he looked so scared, eyes wide and all.

“I’m sorry Rafael-” You quickly rushed him and gave him a hug. The weighted blanket now discarded on the floor with a soft thud, long forgotten.

He whispered Spanish words into your hair and he hugged back just as tight, rocking you back and forth. You weren’t fluent in Spanish, but you’d hung around the ADA long enough to understand some of what he was saying.

“Lo siento mi amor” he kept repeating into your hair. It was at this moment you realized he was crying too.

-

Once the two of you were able to calm down, he moved the two of you to the couch. He sat down and you refused to let go of him, so he kept you on his lap as you curled into him, while you were in the fetal position.

He was holding you close and comfortingly rubbing the side of your arm as he began to speak.

“So, do you wanna talk about it?” he adjusted himself so he could look at you properly.

You looked up at him and sighed as you looked back down.

“You’re not gonna drop it until I do, huh?” 

You felt him chuckle.

“There’s a reason I’m good at my job, cariño.”

You smirked and let out a quick huff. 

“Fair enough” you sigh as you move in his lap so you have one leg on each side of him. You looked at him for only a few seconds before you broke down again.

He brought you into his chest as he rubbed your back, waiting patiently for you to calm down. The vibrations of your cries rang through his own chest.

“Take your time” he said in a motherly tone.

You brought yourself back together, before you moved out of his chest to speak.

“No one cares Rafael,” you started with a small sad smile. You saw Rafael’s safe soften, and you swore with how quiet the room got, you heard his heart break.

“Everybody’s got someone. Sonny has Rollins, Liv has Tucker, Fin has his son, Amaro has his kids, Dodds has Alice, and you’ve got your abuela. And me...I’ve honest to god have no one.” 

You had to look away from his broken look and you kept talking.

“Let’s be real here, if I fell off the face of the earth, no one would notice. Not until I’m found in some morgue long after. Another detective would just take my place, and life would go on.” 

You looked back at him and the look on his face was only one you could describe has hollow.

“Y/n, look at me,” He gently moved your face to look at him with his thumb and index finger.

“I’m not sure where this is coming from, but I’ll be damned if I hear you talk so low of yourself. I don’t appreciate anyone talking about my y/n, mi vida, like that.”

You’re eyes widened at his words. Anyone you opened up to about this would either compare their struggles to yours, or would never listen to what you were saying.

But hearing him honestly caring, that gave you a small spark back into your life.

“I want you to understand that no matter how long it takes, I will be right beside you as long as you’ll have me. Every day of every waking hour, I will do my damn best to prove that you matter to me more than anything, mi cielo en la tierra.”

You could tell he meant every single word, how he spoke with his whole chest, just like he does in the courtroom with a case he’s passionate about.

All you could do was cuddle back up into his chest and wrap your arms around his middle.

“Thank you Rafa.”

That was the first time you ever used a nickname for him, and he normally hated them. But coming from you, he could get used to it.

“Te amao,mi ángel.” He said as he kissed the top of your head and wrapping his own arms around your middle.

“I Love you too.” You mumbled as you both sat in almost complete silence, besides both of your heartbeats as you snuggled on the couch together for the rest of the night.

[FIN]

#rafael barba x reader #rafael barba #law and order x reader #law and order svu #svu x reader #comfort fanfic #vent fanfiction #my writing #I swear this is cheaper than actual therapy #raúl esparza #kate writes #not a request

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Zemo Sugar Daddy Fics

I know many Zemo simps such as myself have been looking for sugar daddy! Zemo x reader fics, so I’ve collected a master list of fics that fit this and it’s writers:

NO I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ANY OF THESE, THAT IS WHY THE WRITERS ARE NEXT TO THEIR PIECES! If you want me to take you and your writing off the list, let me know and I will do so immediately! This list is only to help those who can’t find these specific fics ‘cuz Tumblr’s organization is ridiculous .

😘- Smut (PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+)

Sadly, there hasn’t been a lot I’ve come across, but this is at least the start of a list!

Here you go @gian-giannina​ since I promised that I’d tag you! 🥰

😘mischief in madripoor.- (Includes Sam and Bucky) By: @greyslytherin 

😘 first-class service- (Includes Sam and Bucky as well, takes place on Zemo’s jet) By: @mypoisonedvine

Getaway Car (Not sure if this is supposed to be a sugar daddy fic, but it sounded like it was inferred when I read it) By: @banner-swift

#sugar daddy zemo #zemo x reader #hemlut zemo #baron helmut zemo #marvel #fatws #fatws fics #falcon and winter solider series #helmut zemo x reader

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Hey! It's me again!

Could you please do Zemo with a male reader? Where Zemo though R was dead but he finds out the reader is alive nad working with the enemy? Please!

Oooo! Hell yeah! Just out of curiosity, since Zemo has had a lot of enemies in the past...

Do you mean the Avengers? Bucky? Hydra?

Just want to make sure I'm doing your request right!

-Kate

#kate speaks #zemo x reader #zemo x male!reader #hemlut zemo #fatws #fic request #zemo

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Hey, sorry to bother you but I can't find your other blog, the one you write on

Not a problem! It's @sincerly-kate 😁

#mcu #zemo #kate speaks

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Anons: I want to talk to you but I’m really nervous! I’d message you but I don’t want to bother you! You seem intimidating!

Me:

#kate speaks #im as harmful as a wet noodle

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Rafael X male reader (or no gender specific idc) and it's snippests of their relationship together. can be fluff and angst then happy ending

I’ll try my hardest! I know how hard it is to find male readers, so this WILL be done! 

-Kate

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Having a shit mental day (understatement of the year), so I'm going to probably be writing SVU Barba and Olivia comfort fics! Anyone have any requests for SVU?

In between making these, I'll write the long awaited requests I have too! Or at least try

-Kate

#kate speaks #kate requests #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba #law and order svu #olivia benson #olivia benson x reader #svu x reader #comfort fanfic

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Hi there! I'm new here and just wanted to ask about requesting, before I do so I just wanna know what you wont write and what you do write? Like your rules if you have them!

Not a problem! I’m sorry it took me so long to reply,I’ve been not only working for the past two days but also prepping for uni and my driver’s test! I just finished writing up my outline of what I’ll write about and what I won’t! 

Here’s the link!

And welcome to Tumblr! If you have any questions I’ll be glad to help a fellow person out! 😊💙

-Kate 💙

#Kate speaks #kate requests #welcome to tumblr! #hope you have an amazing time here

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Just wondering what you are confortable w/ when taking requests ?

Yeah not a problem, I actually have gotten this request twice and I hadn’t gotten around to answering as well (sorry ‘bout that anon!), so I’ll just place it all here! Sorry it took me so long, I just switched phones and have been working the past two days:

What I will write about:

Fluff (anything you can think of for this category really)

Angst (heartbreak, and same thing goes for this one as well)

Mental illness (NOT romanticized tho, but a good example of what I will write when it comes to this would be if the reader was having a bad day mentally and the insert character here, helps them through it)

Bullying (again, the same borders apply to this just like mental illness, I will not romanticize it because I don’t see that being okay and I’ve also been bullied in the past so... yeah)

Honestly anything really, as long as it doesn’t use what I won’t write about (Which is coming up after this)

What I won’t write about (because I feel uncomfortable with it):

Smut (I am also a MINOR so this is another reason for why I won’t, since I don’t feel like I should be on top of it)

The romanticization of serious topics such as the following: Sexual assault, suicide, mental illness, self harm, Stockholm syndrome type of situations, toxic relationships (but the reader can have a past toxic relationship, but not if that’s why they got together if you understand what I mean by that) and etc.

Anything that could be portrayed as racism, homophobia/discrimination against anyone in the LGBTQ+ community or anyone in general (since these can be very harmful and triggering towards those who read my work, and my work is here to include everyone and this would take away from that and I’m also apart of the LGBTQ+ community myself)

Relationships between a minor and an adult (this one should be fairly self-explanatory)

If I have missed anything, I will update this, but I’m pretty sure I’ve covered it all! Thank you to the anon and yourself who have asked me this, I genuinely appreciate it!

-Kate 💙😊

#Kate speaks #kate requests #requests are welcome #thanks for asking! #Fanfic writer #fanfic #x reader

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Hiii!! Hope you good!! Could I request a jax teller x reader? Jax is very hurt after a run and the reader is the doctor and jax girlfriend! Thank youuu❤️

1000% YES ANON! Jax is one of my absolute favorites (next to Opie,Chibs and Tig)! Your request is most definitely going to be put onto my list! Love the idea btw! 💙

-Kate

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Requests, Ideas and/or opinions

Heyo! So recently I’ve been getting into some old favorite shows/movies of mine such as:

Sons of Anarchy

Joker

Scream (TV series)

Mrs.Peregrine’s home for peculiar children (yes I’ve read the books as well)

Bates Motel (TV series)

Now, if any of you want to request any prompts or have any interest on me writing about any of their characters, my inbox is very much open for your ideas and opinions; don’t be shy, I don’t bite! 😊😘

-Kate 💙💙

#Kate speaks #norman bates x reader #bates motel #mphfpc #Scream MTV #joker x reader #joker 2019 #sons of anarchy #jax teller #opie winston #juice ortiz #chibs telford #soa #fanfic #fanfic writer #requests are welcome #and very much open for all of you lovely people

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Deadly kind of Luck (Joel Miller x reader)

Summary: You, Dina and Ellie go out on a supply run and have a close call with some runners. But what happens when a close call is too close? What does Joel think when he sees you at the brink of death?

A/N: Yes this does take place in part ii, but since I’m not done the game but still trying to recover from certain scenes that I’ve witnessed, this will have minor spoilers for the second game but nothing past the first chapter Jackson (Which has been slightly modified), and there will be spoilers for the first one. This will pick up where part ii would technically start. Also I’ve tried my absolute hardest to make this as gender neutral as possible so all of you can read this, enjoy! 

Requested?: No

Word count: almost 3k

Warnings: Swearing,violence, and if you know these games, you know what you’re getting into, same rules and warnings apply here for the most part.

You promised Maria that you would go with the two girls on their morning run today, not because she didn’t trust them, but because the area she wanted you three to was known for swarms of infected. You’ve known Maria for years now, you were neighbours before the whole world went to shit. When the infected started to take over the city, she ran to your house, got some supplies, told you to get in her car and you guys left. But it wasn’t until a few years ago that you two were reunited after being ripped apart by a giant hoard of infected. You ran into the forest, as far as you could, and she ran in the other direction.

Fortunately for yourself, you were found in that forest by a smuggler named Tess, who took you in; and the rest was history.

You were behind Dina and Ellie, keeping an eye on the woods as you passed on your horses. Your gaze kept going from the tops of the snow dusted trees that were bare of any form of leaves, to the bushes that looked like little clouds that were placed so intricately on the snow dusted ground. The slight movement of the water from the river was what was keeping you calm and grounded, without something as small as the stream of water, you knew you’d go insane from the silence alone. Thankfully, Dina broke the silence and brought you out of your focus and into their quiet discussion you didn’t even realize they were having. ‘Guess I was just really deep in thought then.’ You thought to yourself.

“So, y/n, you and Joel huh?”

You immediately blushed at what she was inferring and looked down at your horse, Eos. Ellie and Dina knew full well about your crush on the man, but you always felt that it was one sided. You saw how he reacted when Tess sacrificed herself for the three of you. He’d hadn’t been the same since. You always felt guilty for what happened to Tess, but Ellie constantly reassured you that there was no way you could’ve prevented that. You knew how stupid it sounded to be scared of rejection, but that was something you had constantly dealt with, even before these apocalyptic times; it just became something you’d become accustomed to now.

Thankfully, Ellie noticed your silence, and took this as enough of an answer.

“Dina, leave them alone.” Ellie said with a sigh, not because she was annoyed, but because she knew exactly what was going on in your head.

You always talked with Ellie about that kind of thing since you both have similar fears. It’s what brought you guys even closer together, knowing that you’d rather die than abandon the other. The amount of times the two of you would stay up late and just let out all of the things you could never tell Maria, Dina and Joel, you’d cry on her shoulder and her on yours if necessary. Then carry on surviving, it was all you two could do in times like these.

“What? I was simply curious is all. The two of them would be the ultimate power couple! like-”

“Dina-” Ellie said stopping her girlfriend from saying anymore, not taking her eyes of the path in front of her to look at Dina behind her. She knew the line, but Dina didn’t see the harm in slightly crossing it.

Dina sighs and stops for your sake and the brunette’s.

You silently thanked her for stopping.

~

Once you guys made it to the abandoned town, you tied the reins of the two horses onto the posts outside of the building and scoped out the area for any infected or hostiles.

It was all clear.

The three of you then regrouped and headed through the front doors together, Ellie surveying your right, her shotgun in hand, Dina on your left with her knife, and you checked straight ahead with your bow. You split off into three directions, and as you looked through the various rooms of the pharmacy, you found a pit that was a far down enough to lead straight to the basement from the middle floor.

Unfortunately, you found it by falling through the hole in the floor and onto the solid concrete floor.

You grunted from the pain of falling on your back and rolled onto your side, and as you tried to get up, you heard loud footsteps come from above you.

“Y/N! Are you okay?” You heard Ellie yell out, hearing what you assumed to be Dina’s footsteps not too far behind her.

“Yeah,” You said with some strain, you definitely bruised your side on your way down. “I think I’m okay.” You slowly began to get up, but your heart began to fill with dread.

Infected were coming your way, to check out the noise you made; it was a lot of them by the sounds of it.

“Ellie! Dina! RUN!” you yelled up to them, but Ellie heard them coming and wasn’t having it.

“Hell no y/n, there’s no way I’m leaving you down there to die!” Ellie then begins to kneel near the hole to put her hand out for you to take, “Give me your hand y/n!” she yells down to you.

You then notice some boxes that you could use as stairs and began to make your way up to meet her hand when you see them turn the corner.

“Oh shit.” You whispered, the tension and fear bloomed into your nerves.

There was at least twenty clickers, runners and god knows what else within the swarm of infected.

“Oh shit!” You yelled again as they gained speed to your location, climbing even faster to meet Ellie. A runner then grabs your ankle and drags you back down to the swarm, where you suddenly feel a pain in your side, but right now that was the least of your worries; you needed to get out of this pit.

“NO!” you hear the girls scream in agony as they see one of their closest friends get dragged into a pit of infected and swarm you; assuming the worst.

Ellie then brought out her pistol without a second to lose, to give you a chance to run, which worked.

You took your chance to get away and ran up the crates up to where Ellie and Dina were covering you so you could have a fighting chance.

“C’mon let’s go!” you heard them yell, as Ellie grabbed your hand and pulled you towards her to make sure you weren’t left behind.

Ellie practically dragged you from room to room, your arm now wrapped behind her neck so you could use her as a makeshift crutch. Dina was in front to take on any infected that came towards you and to lead you two to safety.

Once you managed to make it back to the horses, the idea of finishing the mission Maria sent you to complete on the back burner in the two young girls minds; you were far more important than supplies at this moment. You began your rushed journey home holding onto Ellie on Eos, now fighting against the clock.

Ellie’s P.O.V

As we were running through the forest on Eos and Dina taking Shimmer, since y/n was in no shape to ride Eos alone and Dina was one of the few people Shimmer allowed to ride her without me; I began to think about what I was going to tell Joel.

‘Yeah sorry Joel but I fucked up and y/n almost became clicker bait! Don’t worry though, it won’t ever happen again!’

Any scenario I tell him what happened ends in screaming matches or him leaving camp with them with him in tow, with them alive or dead. I shake my head as I try to go faster.

The thought of them dying for a minor mistake like this began to eat at me. It was scaring the hell out of me, that one of the few people I care for might die; I can’t bare losing another parental figure over some dumb ass mistake like this.

We finally made it back home in record time, and the second those gates opened, Eos ran through those gates all on her own, most likely sensing the fear going through my veins. It was almost as if Eos knew her owner was in danger, she ran towards the doctor’s house and stopped immediately.

I looked towards Dina, who was directly behind me and I didn’t even need to say anything, all she did was look at me and nodded.

“I’ll go get him; you just make sure they get better.” Then off she went, running to Joel’s house.

“Don’t worry y/n, you’re gonna make it, like hell are you going to die on me.” I said to them, but I didn’t know who I was trying to convince here; myself or them. As we walked up, with them using me again as a crutch, I noticed that their skin had paled in comparison to when we were at the store. I started walking faster towards the door.

Y/n’s P.O.V

All you could see was pitch black. Nothing more and nothing less, but your hearing began to slowly come back to focus, just like a swimmer breaking the surface after being under for a few minutes; it became overbearing almost. You managed to focus on one single voice, a voice that caused you immense comfort during your darkest times, just like this one: Joel’s.

“What the hell happened out there you two?”

You didn’t need to see him to know he was holding back on the two girls, but you didn’t blame either of them for this, hell you’re the one that went with them on the run, you knew the risks that’s why you went.

“Joel I’m so- “Ellie; you could hear the tears she was holding back. You saw her as your own daughter, that’s why you didn’t stop Joel from punching Seth, hell if it was you, he would’ve gotten a hell of a lot more than just a punch. The mere thought of him made your hand twitch in rage. That managed to get their attention, or at least Dina’s from the sounds of it.

“Guys- “

“Not now Dina- “ The two said in unison, they were more alike then they cared to say.

“Their hand moved!”

The room filled with silence, until you felt Joel place your hand in his rough yet soft ones.

“Darlin’, are you still there? Please… I can’t lose anyone else, especially not you.”

You tried to move again, but it was as if your body was made of pure lead; it wasn’t going to happen. You felt a head lay on your shoulder and a kiss on your cheek, as two drops of what you assumed to be tears, dropped onto your forehead.

“I’m not givin’ up on you y/n, not now, not ever. You’d do the same for me.”

If you were able to move, you were certainly curled up in a ball next to him and cry at how broken your boyfriend sounded due to your mistake.

-TWO WEEKS LATER-

Saying that you were beginning to get pissed off at this whole situation was the world’s biggest understatement. You could hear everyone around you, but you couldn’t talk back or move. Maria had come in to see you, hell even Tommy joined her a few times, but you felt like that was because he wanted to inform Joel on any new updates on your condition. All you wanted was to hold Joel as the two of you watched cheesy 80’s movies, which made you smile at the thought of.

You weren’t listening to what was going on around you today, for the most part it’s been a doctor coming in and making sure you didn’t kick the bucket just yet.

But now you really wished you were listening to what ever lead up to this moment.

You felt a cold piece of metal press into your forehead, and you had pissed off one too many people to know exactly what that metal was, and your stomach dropped; a gun, the doctor was going to put a bullet in your head.

It was as if your body was shocked with a defibrillator; you jumped out of the bed and hid in the closest thing you could see, which was the closet.

“Holy shit!” You heard the doctor screech and bolt out the door.

‘guess he wasn’t expecting what he got.’ you thought to yourself. ‘Never seen someone scared that shitless.’

You heard footsteps run out the door and then a different pair- no pairs- of footsteps make its way into your room.

“Y/n?” Joel. He’s just outside the closet door. You could make out his face through the gaps in the door, he had his gun out; did he think you would hurt him?

That voice made you whimper, and you scolded yourself for giving away where you were. You slowly got out of your hiding spot, your hands up in surrender, and looked at your lover, finally after who the hell knows how long you’ve been comatose.

“I’m here baby, you can’t get rid of me that easily.” You rushed into the others arms and decided that this is where you wanted to spend the rest of your days; this was home.

“Oh, thank god, oh thank god.” He kept repeating it, but you didn’t care, he was here, and you were both okay- wait the infected! You were bit! The last thing you wanted was to take him down with you.

You pushed him away in fear, you saw his face change from happy to concern, he tried to walk towards you, but you moved back to keep the space.

“How the fuck am I still alive?” You looked to Ellie, who was just as concerned as Joel was for the sudden change. “How long have I been in here?”

“I was bit! I felt it dig its teeth into my side! How the fuck am I still not turned into one of those things?!” You were just about to go into a hysterical episode as you continued, but Ellie went in front of Joel to get to you and held your arms.

She tried to get you to look her eyes, but you were too frantic to meet her eyes. So, she decided that she might as well come out with it.

“You’re just like me y/n, you’re immune.”  

That managed to shut you down immediately.

You looked at the teenager in front of you in complete shock,

‘There must’ve been mistake. You would’ve known already right?’

“I-I’m what?”

Joel moved Ellie to the side gently, and guided you to the bed you’d been comatose in so you could take all this information in, with him on your right and Ellie sitting on the floor in front of you, holding your knee to comfort you.

“You can’t turn into one of them baby.” He confirmed Ellie’s previous statement, and all you could say was something only you could’ve thought of:

“Damn, well at least this will be one hell of a scar and one badass story.” You said nonchalantly as the room filled with your family’s laughter.

“Well that’s one way to think about it. At least that means I can spend the rest of my life with you with one less worry. That is if you let me?”

You looked at him like a deer in the headlights.

Ellie hit your knee, snapping you out of your trance; realizing you didn’t say what you were thinking, you shook your head and placed your hands on the sides of his face. You leaned in and finally kissed him. The taste of that first kiss would stay with you forever; the way his lips molded with yours like a perfect puzzle piece. He placed his hands on your face, pulling you in closer, as if to shield you from the rest of the world.

You pulled away but you both kept your hands on the others face.

“That enough of an answer for you?” You both giggled and leaned your foreheads together.

You heard Ellie hit her knees and curse and walk towards the door, but before she left you saw her turn around.

“Thanks Joel, now I owe Dina a song because you didn’t have enough balls to kiss them first.” Then she walked out the door.

You both moved away from each other as you went into fit of laughter over Ellie’s comment, as Joel looked at you in adoration.

If the apocalypse has taught you anything it’s this; you would go through all of the pain its brought you if you could still have them next to you, no matter the cost , if it brought you to this very moment. You couldn’t imagine a life without either Joel or Ellie in it, right by your side; you three against the world.

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[sincerly-kate]

Falling Skies Masterlist:

Summary: 

 Crowley and Y/n have known each other since before his fall. Unknowingly to the other, they both ended up falling for the other over time. Crowley responds to this in his own ways, but what happens when Armageddon starts and they both need to pick a side? What happens if this changes their future? For better or for worse one may say...find out which of the two prevails in Falling Skies!

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Still ongoing

Updated: 08/12/2020

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[sincerly-kate]

to the white readers:

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

you have no right to get mad at poc writers because they write for poc.

period.