#bex's drabbles

[babybluebex]

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: eddie jerks off watching you get ready for work, not a lot to this tbh

"Eddie!" you squealed, feeling your boyfriend's hand catch your ass as you passed by the bed. "Baby, knock it off! I told you, I have to get ready for work."

"Ugh," Eddie groaned. "Seriously? But it's supposed to rain today." He sat up onto his elbows, watching you as you moved frantically around the bedroom. He hated when you had to leave so early for work, but he loved watching you get ready.

The subtleties were the best: the way you cocked your head to put in your earring, showing the long column of your neck, usually sporting a mark that he had given you; the way you'd spray perfume in the air and walk through the cloud instead of spraying it directly on yourself; even the way you tied up your hair, working the strands expertly in your hand and swiping away any loose hairs, was intoxicating.

"And?" you prompted him.

"And I was thinking we could go rent a movie," Eddie offered. He pushed his curly hair behind his ear as you cast him a look, your eyebrows knitted and your lip pouted, and he felt his cock twitch under the covers. Every little thing you did was arousing, and his current fantasy wasn't helping matters at all. "Stay in, get all cuddled up together... Fuck all night, maybe."

You sighed and turned to face Eddie, abandoning your work in the mirror. "I wish I could," you told him. "But I called out yesterday, remember? I've gotta go in today."

"Alright," Eddie said with an exaggerated pout, and his hand snaked under the blankets to touch his cock. He watched you as you turned back to the mirror and reached around behind your neck, securing the clasp of your necklace, and a light mark that he had left winked at him from below your ear, almost inviting him to leave another.

His eyes greedily followed the curve of your body as he started to slowly stroke himself, his hot and tough hand a cheap facsimile of the soft warmth of your hand. Or your mouth, or your pussy... Eddie groaned softly, his thumb swiping across his leaking slit, and he watched you disappear into the bathroom for a moment, his neck craning to watch your every step.

Eddie's mouth fell open as he panted and tightened his hand just a little, trying to recreate the feel of you, and his other hand grabbed at the bedsheets to keep himself covered as his hips jerked forward. He could hear you behind the closed bathroom door, running the tap and humming something, and he tried to imagine what you were doing in there. Likely, you were just brushing your teeth, but he imagined that you were undressing, set on returning to bed with him.

Of course, his imagination was far too kind to him, and he fucked his fist again when he heard your sweet voice. "Ed?" you called. "Can you come help me?"

Eddie swallowed thickly, his hand working faster at the sound of your voice. His thumb smeared precum all over the head of his cock, and the little bit of lubrication was enough to get his hand to slide all the way from hilt to tip. His fingers lightly grazed his balls as he worked, and that familiar white hot fire burned in his quivering belly. "Help with what?" he called back.

"I think my bra's all fucked up," you replied, and the mere mention of your bra was enough to throw him into hysterics. He fucked his wet fist hard, thankful for the blankets that obscured at least some of the lewd sounds of it, and his heart skipped a beat when the bathroom door opened.

You started to ask him something, maybe to check your bra strap, but you were shocked silent by the sight of Eddie, red in the face, jerking off under the covers as if you weren't right there. His breathing was heavy, his chain necklace askew on his throat, his curled bangs falling into those big eyes of his. "What're you doing?" you chuckled.

"You just look so pretty," Eddie told you. "I had to."

"You're sweet," you told him. You looked down at your watch as thunder rumbled outside the trailer door, and you looked back up at Eddie. He had stopped his movements as he watched you, the tip of his tongue pressing against his teeth, and you added, "If you make it quick, I can go in late, feed my boss something about my car breaking down."

"Quick," Eddie scoffed, and he smiled as you stripped off your ugly work shirt. You had been right; your bra strap was twisted. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm just getting started."

[deancaskiss]

dean and cas are masters of the ‘shut up kiss’. sometimes dean is rambling about some case, “we should consider taking it, cas. look, I know we said we were retiring, but this could be-” and cas just leans over and snags dean’s wrist, yanking dean closer and covering dean’s mouth with his own. dean lets out a soft hmpft, slipping a hand around cas’ waist as he leans into the kiss, before realizing himself and pulling back a little. “hey, that’s not fair, this case could be import-” dean starts to say, but cas seals their lips together again, trailing his tongue over dean’s lower lip before murmuring, “shut up dean,” and dean laughs, peppering kisses to cas’ lips, muttering “you’re lucky you’re irresistible,” before letting cas draw him into one more kiss and then another, until dean couldn’t even remember what he’d been talking about before cas kissed him. other times, cas is the one who’s talking too much, something about going back to heaven to help this or that, “i still have to help, dean, it’s my duty-”, and dean quick darts out, wrapping a hand around cas’ tie as he pulls him closer, ghosting his lips against cas’ before going in for a deeper kiss. cas lets out a soft sigh as he kisses dean back, before he remembers what he was saying, and he attempts to break the kiss. dean minutely shakes his head, pulling cas even closer as he trails his mouth against cas’ and murmurs “your place is here, now shut up and kiss me” and cas huffs out a laugh, can’t resist when dean asks to be kissed, even though he knows he shouldn’t let this sway his mind, but then dean is gliding his tongue against cas’ and cas melts into the kiss, and he can’t remember what he wanted to do because now all he wants to do is kiss dean breathless

[nayeliq1]

June 5th, prompt: Dream

Dean had many dreams over the years.

There were dreams of his father vanishing, horrible visions his mind evoked, a million gruesome ways of hunts gone wrong.

There were dreams of his mother, engulfed in flames on the ceiling, mouth open in a silent scream for help that never came.

There were dreams of friends he'd lost, friends he hadn't been strong enough to save.

Then there were dreams of the Pit, for years and years, memories of torture turning his nights into his own living Hell.

Finally, there were dreams of that day, Cas' eyes filled with tears, a hole in the wall, an inky-black mass engulfing him hungrily, never to return.

Dean had many dreams over the years.

Sleep didn't bring relief, only alcohol could numb him enough to find peace.

Now, with Cas' arms wrapped securely around him every night, his angel's steady heartbeat in his ears, it was all gone.

And Dean slept.

For @starcrosseddeancas Dreamy Drabbles

[hauntedpearl]

masterpost for drabbles from this past week:

Day 1: Dream

Day 2: Lies

Day 3: Stars

Day 4: Touch

Day 5: Cowboy boots

Day 7&8: Tied-up + Adventure

[fuckin-sick-bih]

🌹!

The reaction was almost instant, and Steve kept his hand on the wheel expertly still, foot pressing on the brake to slow down the car. “Hud’TShhuh! Hept’SHhue! Hehhh’TSHHnxt!” The last one sounds pinched off and painful from behind the bandana but if it hurt Steve makes no comment, just sniffles, and speeds the car back up again. “Sorry.”

Eddie blinks a few times, trusting the dark and his black jeans to hide the fact that he’s having his own uncontrollable reaction now. “Jesus H Christ, bless you. You’re photic,” he says like it’s something completely common knowledge and not something he knows because of his stupid kink.

[lengthofropes]

- And then what? You need a second. There’s this wrinkle on your forehead and a furrowed brow. Like when you do, when you’re ponding your answer. Maybe you’re recalling the events, I don’t care, I’m just capturing the expression on your face, casted over with road lights. I don’t care about the story itself, too. Another story about some strangers that happened ages ago. You probably recalled something amusing, because there’s this small smile on your face. A warm twitch of the corner of your lips. It’s unexpected, but I’m grateful for this. Then your lips part and you continue the story. I slide a little lower in the seat. Good. Now I can look at you with impunity, pretending I’m actually interested in… what is it? Some riot in Ancient Rome? Whatever. You squint a little when passing car’s headlight are too bright. There’s these wrinkles in the corner of your eyes. I follow the tones of your voice, I do all the “huh!”s and the “oh, really?”s when those tones require my reaction. It’s good to have you back. It’s so good to have you back. My eyes are heavy, I slid further down in a seat. - Don’t tell Sam I let you drive, okay? My eyes are shut, but I can hear a smile in your voice. - Okay, Dean.

for @deancaskiss drabble challenge // prompt: strangers 

[green-blue-heller]

Drabble Day 5: kiss

Dean wiped the sweat away as Cas picked another flower and stuck it in the pile he’d gathered on their hike.

Sure, Dean knew it was summer, but it was still hot outside.

Too hot.

Like a certain blue eyed ex-angel who acted oblivious to the effect he had on Dean.

Even after Dean rescued him from the empty.

But the longer Cas tried to pretend there’s nothing to talk about, the emptier Dean felt.

Because there was only one thing he wanted.

One thing he prayed for, all those long lonely nights after Cas died.

He was done waiting for the universe to answer him when what he wanted was right in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, he took what he’d desperately wanted for years.

Dean reached out and tugged Cas to him, swallowing the surprised whimper as his lips covered Cas’.

Finally, Dean felt like he got what he deserved.

Tag list (if you want to be added or deleted, let me know!): @cooloddball @prideandprejudiceandcheese @savagecabbagedean @kristina710 @dolphindiluna @deancaskiss (if you just want your tag used and not to have your username tagged, let me know! 🤷‍♀️ Lol)

[bex-pendragon]

Wednesday 100 #2

This was written for the @100wednesday drabble challenge! You can read the rules here.

This week, I'm writing for the Shadow and Bone fandom.

The ship rocked beneath Nina Zenik’s feet as they sailed out of the harbor.

It wasn’t the first time she’d sailed away from Ravka. But it was the first time she was leaving without a notion of returning.

Three young criminals huddled together across the deck. The boy with the sharp features and the cane appeared to be their leader. He’d said something about needing a heartrender.

They wouldn’t be easy marks, but she’d find a way to make herself useful to them. Then she’d make them help her. 

She’d help Matthias, even if it made her a criminal too.

[babybluebex]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you make eddie strong in his weakest moment // aka a quick fix it fic for that rotten ass finale (part 2 here!)

You could see it happen, just meters away from you. Just far enough that you couldn’t do anything but scream his name as you watched him get swarmed by the bats. Even though your limbs were heavy with exhaustion and your legs protested, you ran to him, using your modified trash can lid as a shield and spearing the fuckers away. You couldn’t focus on anything but Eddie, lying prone on the ground, and you swung your arm and stabbed a bat right through the heart. 

The bats dissipated, and you were left alone with Eddie. Even though you felt like absolute shit, you knew that he was in worse shape, gashes on his sides and throat. You instantly abandoned your weapons and knelt down beside him, and you pulled his head into your lap. “Munson?” you whispered, and his eyes flickered as he looked at you. He was not doing too good. “Hey, there’s my guy. We’re gonna get you help, okay?” 

“No,” Eddie mumbled, his voice gurgling a bit. “I can’t—” 

“Yes, you can,” you told him. “We’re gonna stand up and go back to the trailer, and we’re gonna get you help. You don’t have a choice, Ed.” You tried to control the shaking in your voice, because it was obvious to anyone that Eddie was in bad shape. But, if you got to the trailer, you could send Dustin to get help, and everything would be okay. 

“I can't,” Eddie insisted, his eyes wide. “I’m done for.” 

“Like hell you are!” you exclaimed. “I-I, Eddie, there are people that need you! Dustin needs you, Max needs you, I need you! Y-You can’t just go and give up when there are people who need you! I know it hurts, Ed, I know it does, but you have got to hang in there. Okay?” 

Eddie shook his head, and you chewed your lip. He was right, and you knew it; he couldn’t make it to the trailer, and you weren;t nearly strong enough to carry him. He was going to bleed out and die right here in the Upside Down. You tried to think of something, anything, to do, and you nearly missed Eddie reaching up towards you. He tucked a little bit of hair behind your ear, almost a loving gesture, and he mumbled, “I’ve always loved you.” 

“Oh, whatever,” you sniffled. You couldn’t hold the tears back anymore. “Deathbed confessions…” 

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded. “Since the first day I met you, I knew I was going to marry you. I could just feel it.” 

“Really?” you whimpered out. You held him close, smoothing back his hair, and you watched as Eddie nodded again. 

“Really,” Eddie replied, blinking slowly. 

“W-Well, why didn’t you ever tell me?” you asked. The more you touched him, the more your clothes stained with his warm blood, but you didn’t care. You just had to keep him talking until Dustin came for you. When Dustin showed up he would be able to help you limp Eddie back to the trailer, and everything would be fixed. You knew it wasn’t that simple, but your plan needed to be simple to avoid your head exploding. 

“I was scared,” Eddie told you. His hands shook as he gathered up yours, holding you tightly, and he shook his head. “But I’m not scared anymore. I love you.”

“Jesus,” you uttered. “Eddie—”

“Don’t say it back if you don’t have to,” Eddie told you quickly. “I-I don’t want to hear you say it unless you mean it.” 

“I love you,” you whispered to him. Your chest heaved with a heavy breath, and you watched Eddie’s do the same. That was the deepest breath he had taken since you had had him in your arms, and, as you examined him again, you saw that the trickle of blood from his neck had nearly fully stopped. Did you…? There was no way. Did talking about you make Eddie grow more resilient? Did you make Eddie stronger?

“Glad to hear it,” Eddie said, and your heart lifted. He was trying to be funny. He was trying to be funny for you. 

“Um,” you started, wiping the tears hastily from your cheeks. “Y-You said you wanted to marry me?” 

Eddie nodded. “Not one of those big, embarrassing weddings,” he told you. His voice cracked and broke, but he was talking, and that was enough. Keep him talking until Dustin came to your aid, that was the plan. “I always imagined that you wouldn’t want a real wedding, just something small… Am I right?” 

You nodded. “I hate weddings,” you admitted, and Eddie chuckled weakly. 

“Yeah, yeah,” he said. “I figured.” 

“Tell me more,” you told him quickly. “Tell me a-about, like, how did you know?”

“Sometimes you just know things,” Eddie said, and he paused to cough. Blood stained his lips as he coughed, but you could see color returning to his cheeks. He was going to be alright, you could feel it. “I saw you, and Gareth said something about you being new, a senior and all... You smiled at me, and I fell head over heels. I just knew.” 

Now, your tears were for a different reason. You actually remembered the moment well, the first time you met Eddie. You had been roaming the lunchroom on your first day at Hawkins High, and you had already felt like an outcast, starting a new school as a senior, and then you saw the badass devil illustration on a boy’s shirt. You had looked up from the shirt to see the face, and those moonish brown eyes were already looking at you, and you had given him a friendly smile. Eddie had then come over and introduced himself, said some line about “You look lost”, and offered to let you sit at his table with him and his friends. And the rest was history. 

Since then, you had lost count of the amount of times that you went over to Eddie’s trailer to watch a movie, to help study, to paint D&D figurines. Eddie was your best friend and you were his, and suddenly his pining made sense. He would let you borrow his clothes when you slept over, he always saved the last bite of his lunch for you (the man made a mean ham sandwich, what could you say?), and he held doors for you and offered you his hand to stand up and sit down. At the time, you thought it was him being a good friend and a gentleman, but it was so much more. He loved you. 

“Eddie,” you said softly. You didn’t know exactly what to say, so you let your words fail you. Instead, you leaned down and softly kissed his bloody lips, not caring about the mess. To your delight, Eddie lifted his hand up and lightly touched your face as he kissed back, and you felt your stomach flip. He was going to be okay. 

“Is this a pity kiss?” Eddie asked, his lips still against yours. “Like, ‘you’re dying. Let me kiss you goodbye’?”

“Does it feel like one?” you asked, lifting your face from his. “How do you feel?” 

“Not great,” Eddie admitted. “Everything hurts… Bastard bats. Those fuckers aren’t metal at all.” 

Finally, you laughed, and you saw Eddie smile. Everything was okay. Eddie was cracking jokes, getting stronger by the second. You quickly called out for Dustin— “Dustin! Come here, I need help!”— but you turned your attention back to Eddie without missing a beat. “Maybe marriage is rushing it,” you told him, and Eddie nodded in agreement. “I say we both have to graduate first—”

“Not that far away,” Eddie told you, and you jokingly rolled your eyes. 

“We should probably date for a while first too,” you added, and Eddie nodded again. “But, sure, Munson. I’ll marry you.” 

“Sick,” Eddie said, and he coughed again. “Here comes Henderson.”

“See?” you told him, sniffling away your tears. “Everything is alright.” 

"Why did I ever doubt you?"

[deancaskiss]

the aftermath of a first kiss <3

Dean’s hands are still lingering against Cas’ neck; Cas’ hands half bunched in Dean’s shirt at the sudden surprise of the kiss. The kiss that Dean had initiated.

There’s a break in breathing, and Dean quickly jerks backwards, stumbling half a step as the realization hits him square in the chest. He just- they just- why did he…

Quickly swiping the back of his hand across his mouth, Dean immediately begins mapping out his exit from the room as fast as he can. Why the Hell did he do that? A bad idea. The worst kind of idea. A spur of the moment reaction that shouldn’t have happened and-

“I’m just gonna-” Dean makes a move to bolt… until his brain catches up with him. Until he feels the ghost of Cas’ hands grasping at his shirt. The lingering trace of Cas’ mouth moving against his own.

“You kissed me back?” Dean whispers, half-turning back towards Cas as the realization cascades through his synapses.

There’s an etch of emotions across Cas’ brow, as if he’s caught between denying Dean’s question and pushing closer into Dean’s space; yet the truth is there against Cas’ lips. Soft and pink and tinged with Dean’s touch.

“Did you really just kiss me back?” Dean asks, stepping back into Cas’ space; his hands reaching out towards Cas’ trenchcoat lapels on instinct.

Cas’ eyes seem to blaze as he asks, “Why did you kiss me first?”

Dean can’t stop himself from leaning closer, and Cas’ hands are suddenly gripping against his shoulders. Their mouths seem drawn together again like magnets.

“Let me just try-” Dean starts, words ghosting against Cas’ mouth.

“Do it again,” Cas finishes against Dean’s lower lip.

This time, when their lips meet, they’re both aware; hands grasping and pulling closer as they both gasp into the kiss.

Oh yes.

This second kiss is even better- even longer and more breathtaking- than the first.

[writing-for-life]

The Self-Love, Sex, and Pursuit of the Helm Novels: A Tragicomedy in Three Movements

Part 1~~By the Sea, I Mean in the Dreaming: A Comedy Prelude, where crack ships find their way into Dream’s Library, and absolutely everyone is left stranded.

People, I’ve done it, and I’m scared. This… erm… short trilogy has been sitting in my drafts for ages, and the unhinged Muhulhu post has finally kicked my arse into editing part 1. So here it is without further ado: fourth-wall-breaking madness, secrets about Merv and Matthew you never wanted to know, and the unholy beginning of that relationship (titles inspired by “The Love, Sex, and Pursuit of Happiness Novels” by Steven Paul Leiva).

Here’s a little excerpt, link to full story on Ao3.

And next when it’s edited: Part 2~~Bully For You (Is it sarcastic, or an expression of praise, or something else entirely? Who will ever know…): An Unhinged Interlude, where the Lord of Dreams loses his bearings (no, not those ones), and even Desire needs a stiff drink.

I am tagging the Muhulhu inception crew, but I will need to start with the founding members of the cult: @so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site for indulging my silly ask that kicked this whole thing off, @marlowe-zara who also gave us her deep psychological insight from the get-go and @roguelov who created the first bit of fanart for this monster (and said fanart gets hinted at in the fic—Murphy is desperately trying to figure out which way up to hold that thing to make sense of it. He is a bit slow sometimes).

Further honourable mentions: @tickldpnk8 (whom we have to thank for the HelmLord) , @ginoeh , @rriavian , @4typercent , @windsweptinred , @throwingbread , @tryan-a-bex (for the best drabble ever—now you’ll understand what I wrote about the similar premise, and Lucienne indeed needs a raise 🤣), @zzoomacroom

I also dare to tag @safeuphigh because you know my more serious stuff, and this is definitely not that, and a writer who takes herself too seriously is not a serious writer. Or something like that 🤣

And @rey-jake-therapist because you always get tagged, and just because I can 😜

New weirdos and Muhulhu enjoyers are warmly welcome in our midst!

[starsscarmyceiling]

Cal/Merrin fic recs? 🥺🥺🥺🌹🌹🌹

ARE YOU KIDDING ME ANON YOU JUST MADE MY WHOLE LIFE! I would love love love LOVE to give you some recs over here!!!

Okayyy, first of all, @merricalfic is always a great place to start! I feel like here in the Merrical fandom, there are so many authors writing passionate and amazing fics for our fav space ginger and space goth lovers duo. There are plenty to die for, so here are some for ya!

Alriiiight, prepare yourself because it’s about to get looong!

Authors that I would just suggest you go and read all of their works:

believe_in_alderaan (@believe-in-alderaan) Yess, Bex has a series of oneshots called JFO Ficlets and Drabbles which is a series of just the cutest collection of our idiots falling in love!

Missuniverse5000bc and lightlark (@misfitz-7) Let me tell you…these two (who write a lot of amazing fics both together and separately) are like the real MVPs of this fandom. They have written SO many fics for us and I could not be more thankful for them!

myfaenwy (@myfaenwy) This author has a series of oneshots called But when I hold you I hold everything that is which is a very well written series that is just friends to lovers FLUFFY CUTENESS!

Oneshots:

you part the waters by januarys (G, 3k) Okay, I literally just read this, and it is so good! It is so well written it is almost astounding. The way this author has with words. It’s a first kiss story for the ages because I feel like this author captures Cal and Merrin’s dynamic so well (i.e., all of the unspoken understanding—that right there, is like the most Merrical shit ever imo)

Marriage; (noun) by Missuniverse5000bc (T, 15k) Okay, I know I already gave this author a shoutout, but I also literally just read this and it is fresh in my mind and I am dying. Our two fav oblivious idiots not realizing they are together but everyone else does at its best! And a few other delicious tropes to boot!

heart undenying by sunsorbit (@sunsorbit) (T, 10k) This is very well written and the tension dear freaking lord sweet baby virge Cal is like WHAT IS THIS WHAT AM I FEELING because the Jedi are a bunch of repressed weenies…so yeah he discovers what it means to feel attraction and it’s great.

you’ve broken new ground by sunsorbit (M, 6k) Okay, same author as above, same story, but from Merrin’s POV. Basically her being like omfg when is Cal going to notice that we are super attracted to one another WHEN??

A Failed Insurrection by aslanbrooke (T, 4k) Although this is based off a very heavy topic, this modern AU with both Cal and Merrin as police officers, is very well done. There is definitely some domestic bliss for our married babies with their own babies!

Funny Feeling by believe_in_alderaan (NR, 1k) Again, I know I already gave Bex a shoutout, but I put this one in here specifically because it is based off of a prompt suggested by yours truly AHHHH it’s so fluffy and cute oblivious Cal realizing in battle that he is in love with Merrin we love to see it.

Oneshots (Rated M & E):

I separated these out if smut is not your thing, but HEY if it is…😏😏😏

Let go of what you fear by Namesonboats (E, 3k) Okay so this is written by my giiiirl @namesonboats (also another author I am going to shoutout a lot sorry not sorry) and I mean, I am a sucker for one of the only other couple of modern AUs out there. It is very spicy and I love it like Merrin goes over to Cal’s apartment and tells him some great news, but then is just like…um yeah why haven’t we boned like yesterday??!!?!??

a different world by freedomatsea (@freedomatsea) (E, 2k) I mean, we love some awkward virgins doing it in the back of a space craft.

The Bad Girl and the Bounty Hunters by MaraLan (@darkowl-records) (E, 4k) Cal is kidnapped and guess who comes to the rescue??? OH YEAH. Ooooomg there is a line in this one and I am like…wow…that was good. That was very good for all of us.

Synchronous Orbits by FlyingMachine (M, 5k) Set after JFO, and it explores how Merrin and Cal grow close with one another (and yes there is some spicy stuff in there too) but it is amazingly well written and there are also a ton of fluffy and cute moments.

The Cave by ParaCord (M, 3k) Cal and Merrin get stuck in a storm, and they take refuge in a cave…so what do you think is going to happen hmmmmm? (they do it)

Multichaps:

What We Fight For by YamadaJisho (M, 61k) Okay, this one. This one and I cannot emphasize this enough, THIS ONE. OMFG. THIS ONE. SO. FUCKING. GOOD. First multichap Merrical fic I read and WOW. Set after JFO, Mantis crew sets up with the Partisons and they slowly fall in love as they do their part to save the galaxy.

A Path Forward by Namesonboats (M, 36k) Okay, another one by my girl, so good. Binged it in one day. Slow burn set after JFO. Oblivious idiots falling in love. Deals in serious issues of loss and what it means to carry on a legacy that is no longer around. SO GOOD.

Paths Aligned by Namesonboats (M, 77k) *DJ Khalid voice* ANOTHA ONE! Well HEY, look here QUEEN WROTE A SEQUEL!!! Set after A Path Forward and WOWIE I could literally talk about this fic alllll day (also binged this one in the same day lol). Cal takes on a purpose that I feel is so realistic; this should literally be canon. Lots of fun cameos by other SW universe characters. Sexy spy mission. Falling deeper in love. You know, just Merrical things.

Above Dathomir by RepeatOdyssey (M, WIP, 159k) Pretty sure this is the most popular fic in the fandom, and for good reason! An AU where Cal landed on Dathomir after Order 66 instead of Bracca. Very angsty slow burn, but hey, you know I am a fan of those. So good, really gets into their characters, and by the time they finally meet, you’ve already been taken on this amazing journey. Cute, awkward space cupcakes falling in love with a galaxy wide war and rancor attacks to just add to the angst.

Cultural Differences by MaraLan (E, 5k) (This is smut, obviously with the E rating) Lots of fun teasing between these two. They wanna bone and they know it. Author implements the game mechanics into the boning and I could not be happier about it (akaaaa Cal uses force slow and let’s just say he’s QUITE proficient).

Now, I am 100% sure that this is not even beginning to touch on all the many more amazing fics out there in our fandom, so Merricals, please I implore of you, if you love a fic and it is not on this list, please let me know on this post or send me a DM. There are a few fics out there on my “to read list” that I can think of already, so I will definitely update this list accordingly to spread the word of beautiful fics that need recognition!

Thank you so much for asking me anon! I loved compiling this list together! Hopefully this was helpful! 🥰😘🤩

Edit: there are some peeps I missed tagging, so if your fic is on here and you aren't tagged, just lmk!

[fuckin-sick-bih]

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“Iihpkshew! Ugh it’s hotter whed it’s you sdeezi’g.” Jessie pouts and cleans his face and hands up before slowly sitting up. The shift in position only makes his congestion shift too. He’s quickly pressing more tissues to his face as he- “Isshew! Iksh! Hiish! EiiksHEW! Ngh…” He groans and gives his nose a tentative blow before looking up at his boyfriend pitifully.

Finally, Hale seemed to be shedding his coat and then gently run his fingers through Jessie’s hair. “Bless you… hey.” He looked at him with a small frown. “Something’s not right here,” he said seriously, frowning at his boyfriend as he realized something was different. “Hang on, where’s your nose ring? Did you sneeze it off? Is that possible?”

[luvcrs]

closed. @soft-drabbles

lucy had been on cloud nine for days. bexley finally moving in with her had solidified their future in a way she couldn't even imagine. of course, she never had any doubts in the first place but it was still very surreal. they had slowly rebuilt their relationship over the last year, and this was their home now, not just hers. a solid foundation for them to continue building their future together. for the longest time, that was a fantasy that had was so far out of reach. but she knew dwelling on the past never did good for anyone, so all lucy could do was smile as she placed her hands over her girlfriend's eyes and led her out of the bedroom. "okay, i know i've been acting sketchy all day but i promise it's for a good reason." a laugh escaped her lips. she'd left work early to come home and ensure she had enough time to set everything up for their surprise date night. candles spread across the room, the lights dimmed creating a relaxed, but romantic atmosphere. there was wine and lasagna set up at the dining table for them as well. once they were in the dining room, lucy slowly lowered her hands to her sides, feeling giddy despite how often they did these types of things. now it just had a whole new meaning to it in her eyes. "go ahead and open them. now bex."

[coffeeheartaddict2]

Simple Things

Book: Open Heart (post series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Casey Ramsey

Word count: 528

Category: fluff

Rating: General

Warnings: None

Summary: It is international coffee day and Ethan and Casey celebrate it by enjoying some Kona back home in Boston.

Disclaimer: characters belong to Pixelberry

Authors note: International Coffee day came and went so it is a little late but I could not let my coffee snobs not celebrate.

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It was a normal Sunday morning. Ethan was not one for celebrating what he called made up holidays but he was willing to make this one exception. International Coffee Day. He and Casey both loved a great coffee and had bonded over this many times, Derry’s being one of their favourite

spots but today was their day off and Ethan thought they would celebrate it at home and he thought that the best way to celebrate was to celebrate with some of the Kona he had recently purchased and had shipped to Boston.

It was a mild morning so he set up the balcony for a breakfast. Casey awoke, not at all surprised to see the other half of the bed empty but was surprised to see the balcony set up. She got up, put on a dressing gown and joined her husband. He smiled and kissed her gently.

“Happy International Coffee Day sweetheart.”

“Thank you Ethan, this is beautiful.”

Casey sits down and bites into her croissant. Ethan appears with the coffee. Casey takes the cup and starts to drink. Straight away she knows it is Kona and smiles.

“Where did you get the Kona? even Bryce has not being back for awhile.” Asks Casey.

“I ordered it online and got it shipped. It has been too long since we had some.

“It is has been too long, the stash you got lasted us well.”

“The only thing that would make this better is if we were in Hawaii.” Said Ethan, wistfully.

“That was an enjoyable morning. An enjoyable trip really.”

“Especially the after wedding activities.”

“That is always enjoyable Ethan.”

“I know but since it was after the discussion we had, I know you did not tell me until the morning after that you were willing to move in but the other matters discussed and I was buoyed.”

“It was a pleasant surprise when you did propose.”

Ethan smiles. “Proposing was something that was on my mind on and off since I told you that I loved you, in fact if I had a ring already in Hawaii I would have done so there.”

Casey raised her eye brow in surprise.

“You wanted to propose for that long?”

“Yes, but I always had the end of your residency as the end goal really.”

“Well if you knew you loved me when you were in the Amazon then I suppose it does make sense.”

“I do regret waiting as long as I did to admit that to you but it all worked out in the end..”

“I love you Ethan” says Casey and then she takes another sip of Kona.

They enjoyed their breakfast, but they also enjoyed each others company and most importantly, the coffee.

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Authors note: A short and sweet Drabble to celebrate International coffee day.

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[legacyshenanigans]

To: Bex

From: Wolfy

I demanded fluffy fics after what you put us through!!!!!

(please may we have fluffy drabbles, thank you<3)

I can definitely do some fluffy things later, I need it too 😩🤣

I need Murder Hubby and Rominis.

And I might make some cute wholesome HL lads audio's, think we all need a calm night tonight. 😅💚