#cindy kroger

[queenofglassbeliever]

I think Eve, Estrella, Sarina and Cindy should start a dating a Librarian support group.

[flynnscarnation]

➸ Ezekiel Jones Appreciation Week

Day 5: Favorite Relationship - Cizekiel

[thelibrariansshipathon]

For Week 3-4, Would Cindy x Frankenstein's monster be okay instead of CindyxEzekeil?

You can write whatever you want whenever you want, really, if that’s what works best for your time frame than go ahead!

 Although, since Cindy/Frankenstein’s Monster is certainly a rare pairing (which is great! i love it! i’m excited!) may I remind you that Week One is ENTIRELY devoted to rare pairings and the rarest of all pairings are the ones that have never even met. 

I specifically included rare pairing week first to give us a fun, easy, imaginative place to start the shipathon off from, so if rarepairs are your thing know that while pretty much anything can be posted at any time during the shipathon, this year we have a specific rarepair week to fill up with content! 

[fangirlandtheories]

Rachael Perrell Fosket ships Casskins and Jazekiel pass it on.

[jedijenkins]

lits of the round table asked rachael perrel fosket what her otp was and she said jazekiel spread the word

source (it’s set at the exact time she says it don’t worry)

[librariansmemes]

[litsoftheroundtable]

TOMORROW 4 PM EST

We’re so excited to talk with Rachael about her role as Cindy Kroger in “And the Curse of Cindy” on The Librarians! Subscribe and don’t miss out!

[hamelott]

Title: “Cookies and Architecture”

Fandom: The Librarians (TNT Series) 

Notes: look at that it’s the flynnstone sequel to the cizekiel coffee shop au i wrote forever ago that nobody asked for!! i have no excuses for this other than a serious hurting for some flynnstone content…

“You know you could just…talk to him.”

Jake glanced at Ezekiel (his roommate, reluctant best/childhood friend, and fellow barista at the Annex) and squinted at him. “What’re you talking about, Jones?”

Ezekiel shrugged. He was leant against the café counter; a sunflower was pinned to his apron. “Just, y’know…Flynn.”

“Shut up, Ezekiel,” Jake quickly snapped, hating the way that his cheeks grew warm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, really?” Ezekiel said with a smirk. “You don’t know Flynn Carsen, the history professor that lives in the apartments down the street? The guy who orders the same hot chocolate every morning because, and I quote, ‘coffee is an abomination to this earth…no offense.’ The guy who once told you he liked your scarf so now you wear it every Friday. The guy who-.”

“Uh, excuse me?” They both turned to the front counter to find Flynn Carsen himself, a tiny bemused smile on his face. Jake felt like his own face was on fire.

Ezekiel waggled his eyebrows at Jake before he turned back to Flynn and said, “What’s up, Professor Carsen?”

“I was wondering if I could get a cookie to go? Chocolate chip if you have some,” Flynn said, his small smile still in place.

“Well, lemme see,” Ezekiel said. Without even looking, he continued, “Looks like we don’t have any up front-.”

“Ezekiel, there’s some right there,” Jake practically growled at him.

Ezekiel went on as if he hadn’t even spoken. “So lemme go check in the back for you as Jake rings you up, okay, mate?”

“Uh, sure,” Flynn said with a nod and a confused frown as Ezekiel disappeared into the back of the coffee shop. He pulled out his wallet, glancing at Jake with a smile. “How are you, Jake?”

“I-uh-pretty good,” Jake mumbled, grabbing the ten-dollar bill Flynn proffered to him. “How’re you, man?”

“Fairly well,” Flynn said. “Have you had a chance to read that book on Egyptian mythology yet?”

Jake nodded quickly with a smile on his face. “Uh, yeah, yeah. Couldn’t put the damn thing down.”

Flynn’s grin grew into a full-on smile and wow did Jake just actually get a little weak in the knees? Thank god Ezekiel was in the back. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it! I figured since you enjoyed that Greek art book so much that you’d enjoy a little bit of Egyptian history too.”

“Yeah, man, definitely,” Jake said. “I’ll make sure I get that back to you next time I see you in here.”

As Ezekiel stepped back out from the back with two fresh, chocolate chip cookies in hand, Flynn waved away Jake’s words. “No rush. Hold on to it for a while, if you want.”

Jake grinned, finally handing Flynn back his change as Ezekiel handed him his cookies. “Well, hey, thanks, Professor.”

Flynn gave him a bemused look. “You can call me Flynn, Jacob.” He shook his head a little and took a bite out of his cookie, turning towards the door. “See you two tomorrow!”

“Yeah, see ya!” Jake called after him, a pleased little grin on his face.

Ezekiel snorted. “Oh, dude-.”

“Shut it, Jones,” Jake snapped at him, pointing a warning finger in his direction.

Ezekiel held up his hands innocently, but he did nothing to wipe the shit-eating grin off his face.

~~~

A few days later Jake was working alone. Ezekiel had asked for the day off, so he could spend his morning with Cindy (his nauseatingly cute girlfriend) and since the coffee shop was hardly ever that busy anyway, Jenkins (their old, stern, slightly nicer-than-he-looked boss) had decided to give him it. While Jake was happy to be away from Ezekiel’s teasing for the day (which had taken a drastic increase after he began dating Cindy), that didn’t exactly mean he enjoyed standing in the near-empty building all by his lonesome.

“How ya doing, Stone?” Jake glanced up, slightly startled, as Eve Baird stepped up to the counter. He hadn’t even realized she’d walked in; maybe Ezekiel’s theory of her being a secret agent wasn’t too far off.

He stepped to the side and began pouring her usual drink (black coffee, nothing added) and said, “Uh, pretty good. How’re you, Baird?”

She shrugged and leant against the counter, arms crossed over her chest. “Tired.”

“Oh yeah? Haven’t seen you in here lately; did you go on a trip?” Jake asked, not-so-subtly trying to prove Ezekiel’s theory; he’d be proud of Jake if he were there.

She gave him a smirk. “That’s classified.”

He huffed out a laugh and handed her her coffee as she passed him a five. He was about to say something else when the door flew open, and Flynn stumbled in. He had an armful of papers clutched to his chest and his face barely peaked over the top of them. He gave the two a wide grin. “Good morning!”

“Morning, Professor,” Eve said, smirk still in place. She slid over a little as Flynn stumbled up and dropped his papers onto the counter with a heavy sigh. “Work on a Saturday?”

“Work on every day,” Flynn said with a rueful grin. He glanced at Jake, and the smile grew brighter. “Hot chocolate please.”

“You got it, man,” Jake asked, starting to make the drink. “So, what’re you grading today?”

“A paper on the importance and characteristics of Gothic architecture,” Flynn said with an excited note in his voice.

“And that’s my cue to leave,” Eve said, taking a sip from her coffee. She sent a wink at Jake. “Don’t defile the coffee counter while I’m gone.”

Jake flushed and nearly dropped the cup of half-poured hot chocolate that was in his hands. Flynn frowned after Eve as she walked out with a little laugh thrown over her shoulder. He glanced at Jake, an eyebrow raising. “What was that supposed to mean? Did I miss something?”

“No, no, it was nothing!” Jake spluttered, handing Flynn his hot chocolate before he spilled it all over himself. “Hey, mind if I take a look at one of these?!”

“Uh, sure, be my guest,” Flynn said, taking a small sip of his drink before going to fish out his wallet and pay as Jake picked up one of the papers and scanned through it.

He frowned, glanced up at Flynn, glanced back down to the page, and back up to Flynn again. “‘It’s called Gothic because the guy who made one of the first Gothic cathedrals really liked the color black.’ Is…is this kid serious?”

Flynn sighed and closed his eyes for a few seconds before murmuring, “Yes, yes they probably are.”

“Wow,” Jake said, continuing to scan the paper. “You’ve really got your work cut out for you, Flynn.”

“Oh, trust me, I am well-aware,” Flynn said, shaking his head and beginning to gather up his papers. He smirked, a slightly bemused look on his face. “Unfortunately, not all my student can be a Jacob Stone. If they could, I would probably actually enjoy my job.”

“Oh, well, uh, thanks,” Jake said, a small smile on his face. He could feel his cheeks burning and tried to ignore it as he ducked underneath the counter. He came back up with a chocolate chip cookie wrapped in a napkin and set it on top of Flynn’s stack of papers. When Flynn arched an eyebrow at him, he shrugged. “On the house. Good luck with your grading.”

Flynn gave him a soft smile. “Thanks, Jake. See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you!” Jake called after him as Flynn walked out the front door.

For the next couple of hours, he couldn’t get the stupid, dopey grin off of his face. Well…at least Ezekiel wasn’t around to tease him.

~~~

Of course, the day Cassandra came back from her Doctors Without Borders trip was a day that Ezekiel and Cindy (who had quickly joined the make-Jacob-feel-embarrassed-at-all-costs mission) were in the Annex, leaned across the counter to whisper to each other. Every so often they’d even glance at Jake and go off into a lot of giggling which really only served to put Jake even more on edge.

“Hi, guys!” Cassandra said cheerfully as she walked up to the counter. “My usual, please, Jake. If you remember it, that is.”

Jake smirked at her cheeky grin and said, “I could never forget it, Cassie. Or should I say, Dr. Cillian.”

Cassandra’s nose scrunched up at that. “No, no, definitely don’t say that. Cassie is just fine, thanks.”

“You don’t like the title?” Ezekiel asked with a little bit of a faux pout. “I think it suits you!”

Cassandra shook her head. “Not outside of the office and definitely not when you two say it. I just want to-.”

She was cut off by the door swinging open. Flynn floundered in with a half-manic grin on his face. He ran up to the counter, leapt over it, and pulled Jake into a tight hug, causing him to drop Cassandra’s drink on the ground. Jake, a little stunned, looked with wide eyes at Ezekiel and Cindy who were both giving pairs of thumbs-ups.

Flynn pulled back but left his hands on Jake’s shoulders. “I don’t know how you did it or even what you did, but thank you so much!” He spun around to the others and exclaimed. “He got me moved up to an advanced class! I’m not teaching freshman who took history of architecture because they thought it was a blow-off class anymore!”

“How’d you do that?” Ezekiel asked with an impressed little smile on his face.

Jake shrugged, but he had a tiny grin on his face. “I-uh-I know some guys up in the history building. Told them to look Flynn’s way. They said-.”

He was cut off by Flynn pulling him into another tight hug. Again, Ezekiel and Cindy shot Jake some more thumbs-ups. Cassandra laughed happily at the counter. “Well, I see you two finally got your shit together, huh? Thank god, I thought it was going to take forever for the tension to diffuse.”

Jake blanched, and Flynn pulled away, a small frown on his face. “Wait, what?”

“Well, I mean, clearly you guys are finally dating. I mean, you’ve both had crushes on each other for ages so, really, not that surprising,” Cassandra said with a tiny shrug. Off to the side, Jake could see Ezekiel and Cindy excitedly hitting each other with shocked looks on their faces. “When did you guys finally seal the deal?”

“We-uh-we hadn’t…” Flynn mumbled. Jake glanced at him and saw his face as equally flushed as his probably was.

Cassandra’s mouth fell into a tiny, little ‘o.’ “You’re…you’re kidding, right?” She glanced at Jake, and he slowly shook his head at her. “Oh…oops. Well…I should be going. I’ll uh see you guys tomorrow!”

Without her coffee (which was still a pitiful puddle on the ground), she spun around and raced out of the coffee shop. Ezekiel and Cindy, with a quick shared look, hastily followed her out.

Slowly Flynn turned to look at Jake. “What…was that?”

Jake flushed and stepped away, eyes searching behind the counter a mop. “Hey, man, I dunno, your guess is as good as mine.”

“For once, I don’t think that’s true,” Flynn said. He reached out, grabbed Jake’s wrist, and spun him back around to force Jake to look at him. Flynn raised an eyebrow at him. “Want to explain?”

“Not really,” Jake admitted. Flynn’s eyebrow rose higher. Jake ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “Argh, okay, okay. It’s just…I’ve kinda had a crush on you for, like, ever, and the others just like giving me a hard time about it. It’s seriously nothing, man; I’m getting over it.” He sighed and hung his head. “If you want, I got a friend who works at a different coffee shop only, like, ten blocks from here. Their cookies aren’t as good, but their hot chocolate’s way better. And-.”

“Jake,” Flynn interrupted him with a quiet chuckle. Jake glanced up, nervous, but didn’t look away when he found Flynn with a wide, bright, eyes-crinkled kind of grin on his face. “I don’t want to go to another coffee shop.”

“No?” Jake asked, equally hating and loving the little hopeful blurb that was starting to grow up from his chest.

Flynn shook his head, voice soft as he said, “No. And I don’t want you to start getting over your feelings for me…because then I would probably have to start getting over my feelings for you too.”

“Wait,” Jake said, a smile starting to tug at his lips, “seriously? Me?”

Flynn laughed and nodded. “Yeah, you. I kind of figured them out when-.”

Jake cut him off by leaning forward and pressing his lips against Flynn’s. He was smiling into the kiss, but he couldn’t even help it. Luckily enough for him, Flynn couldn’t seem to help it either.

“Plus,” Flynn murmured when they pulled away from each other, “nobody’s hot chocolate can ever rival yours, Jacob Stone.”

Jake quirked his lips. “Damn straight, Carsen.”

He ignored Ezekiel’s whooping, Cindy’s clapping, and Cassandra’s wolf-whistle from the door as he leaned in for another kiss.