Summary: When it felt like everything in her life was falling apart, getting offered the job as the Ackles’ nanny seemed like the perfect fresh start. It was only meant to be temporary, that is, until one fateful New Year’s Eve. With a promise to keep, she makes it her mission to keep the shattered family from crumbling into dust, but where does that leave her?
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Fem!Reader
Series Warnings: Language, angst, character death, discussion of automobile accident, discussions and depictions of grief, smut (tbd), (individual chapters will be tagged accordingly)
Author’s Note: This story is purely a work of fiction and intends no harm to Danneel or the Ackles family. This is a Danneel-positive blog, and hate will not be tolerated.
I think about these daily and reread them constantly. I made this list for no other reason than that I love them.
Dark Matter by mysterycyclone
The last thing Peter sees is Tony's horrified, heartbroken expression leaning over him. The guilt in his eyes is almost worse than the burning pain that's taking Peter apart piece by piece. The world starts to go dark.
There's a flash of gold and green. For one moment, he finds himself standing amongst the Guardians and others. And then darkness again. It feels like blinking; an extended period of nothingness that ends as abruptly as it begins. One moment there’s nothing, the next there’s light.
“Easy,” a woman says. Her words are gentle, and carry a slight accent that he can’t place. "I'm called Wonder Woman. What's your name?"
The dream is not, Jaskier thinks, good foreshadowing for his plans tonight. The dream, after all, is about a man who King Emhyr decided had betrayed him, and subsequently had him killed. Killed in front of the court, no less, as a reminder of how quickly their fates could change according to the King’s whims.
Tonight, after his performance, Jaskier plans to do just the same. Betray his king.
Jaskier, the so-called "Flower of King Emhyr's court," does not think himself a brave person. Still, he attempts to escape the King's volatile, violent court, and in doing so, stumbles into the Warlord's lands. There, he tries to determine if he is captive, pawn, or something else entirely.
Separatist Propaganda is turning the Republic against the Jedi Order and the Senate sees no choice but to join in a political alliance to fight dissent on a unified front.An alliance is proposed through an arranged marriage,between a Jedi Knight and Republic Senator. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are chosen as representatives of the political union by Darth Sidious, meant to bring ruin to the marriage and the public's support of the Jedi,for Obi-Wan Kenobi is not the Beta he claims.
But even Sidious does not know of the secret Anakin Skywalker keeps, that he is not the Alpha the galaxy believes him to be.
Ben and May divorced before Peter’s parents died, so when Ben is murdered Peter goes into foster care. It takes just a tiny taste of superpowers for Peter to decide he doesn’t want to put up with his horrible foster father anymore—the streets are infinitely more appealing. All he wants is to be Spider-Man anyway.
So he leaves.
Simple.
Simple, that is, until Iron Man needs Spider-Man’s help. Peter isn’t about to turn down an opportunity to fight alongside Tony Freaking Stark, but he also isn’t going to let his hero know that his recruit is a fifteen-year-old homeless dropout. So they strike a deal. Peter will help Tony. In return, the mask stays on.
Isaac Stark disappeared from a crowded park a few months shy of his third birthday. There were never any signs of him, and no arrest were ever made in connection to the case. It was as if the toddler had simply vanished off the face of the earth. Twelve years later, Peter Parker has a really bad day, which only get worse when his prints are put through the system.
Jaskier had not noticed that he was falling apart until he found himself looking into Geralt’s golden eyes and realized that he had no defense.
“I don’t play for the dead,” he said. Geralt’s gaze held him fast. His heart sped and he wondered if the Witcher could hear it. He wondered if Geralt knew the exhilaration and terror that burned the dread away like flame to oil. “Not anymore.”
The mighty Fire Empire rules the entire world, after they conquered it a century ago. Now, almost a hundred years later, a tiny tribe of rebels have sent Katara, an undercover assassin, to kill the Fire Emperor Zuko.
(Note: This was one of the first fanfics I read, so it has a special place in my heart. Also, I’m pretty sure it inspired Fourth Wing. I can’t prove it, but I’m suspicious.)
Soulmate AU: Soulmates find their other half when they look into their eyes. After the next time they sleep, they wake with one eye the color of their intended.
Will Graham avoids eyes. He's never wanted a soulmate, never wanted to be told by the universe who he was supposed to feel a connection to. He already struggles enough with connections, thank you very much. As a psychiatrist, he works with soulmates who have lost their other half through various means, part of a social system that regards the journey to your soulmate as the most important thing a person can do. Coerced by Jack Crawford to consult on a case where the assailant is targeting soulmates, Will finds himself turning to the notorious Dr. Lecter to gain insight on how he's choosing the soulmates to target.
Things go horribly awry when he looks into Hannibal's eyes, though. The next morning, he wakes up with one eye blue, the other maroon. He's never wanted a soulmate, least of all one behind bars for murdering dozens of people and eating them. Hannibal thinks it's delightful -it's been dreadfully boring since he was locked up.
Romance, thriller, mayhem, mystery, soulmate au with a realistic twist, and a grumpy Will Graham
In a world where Betas are born sterile, Alphas cannot bare children and Omegas have been subjected to progressively undermining laws, things managed to get even worse in Gotham.
Dick and the Bats are collectively working on a puzzling case where mass graves and mutilated bodies are popping up all around Gotham. No suspects. No explanations. No clues. Are they related? Probably. Can they prove it? Possibly. Will one of them get in too deep and all of them be forced to bare the consequences? Definitely.
Bring your flashlights friends, this shit will get dark.
the primal aro/ace urge to make your own twist on the y/n X bazillioner ceo side pov trend where the barely-us-reader insert and the unrealistic company manager gets fucked over by the most batshit way possible(im the one who caused it)
Hey everyone! I mentioned yesterday that there was something special happening and that special thing is that today marks the one-year anniversary of when The Owl House: Into The Cosmos fanfic was published onto Archive Of Our Own, Wattpad, Quotev, and Fanfiction.net, which pretty much kickstart the Cosmos Saga series lol. I know it's only been a year since its release, but it feels a lot more than that to me. Anyways, I appreciate everyone who has taken the time to read the story and supported the other works in my series! If you haven't read it, I suggest you definitely should and the links for it will be down below for you to find! Once again, thank you all for the support and let's keep making stories together! <3
Welcome to our 4th Spotlight Of The Week! I can’t believe it’s been a month since I started writing these posts.
Our writer is . . .
@nonbeanie-writes!
This writer prefers writing fantasy and modern fantasy. They love worldbuilding around magic systems, and they mainly write fanfiction.
They always intend to write short, silly projects for fun, but their latest fic being 41 chapters and over 80k words!
They finished a Vampire SMP longfic just recently, titled “you’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive”, and they say they plan to start posting a sequel too! Find it here.
Speaking of fanfiction, this is their ao3! Make sure to check it out :)
@nonbeanie-writes started writing fanfiction because they liked the stories being told by others, and they wanted to tell their own. Fanfiction is an amazing way to do that. They improvised their entire longfic, because they didn’t even expect for it to be a longfic. Their writing gets away from them, but that’s a good thing, because it makes the words on a page feel more real. Writing is also a way for them to explore their own mind.
And that’s a wrap! Thanks so much for reading this week’s post, and if you want to be ‘under the spotlight’ with one of these posts as well, check out the intro post here or pinned on my blog :).
Growing up in the foster system meant that a lot of things were always changing. The faces, the houses, and the school he went to might vary, but the one thing that never seemed to change was church on Sunday.
Characters: Carlos Saniz, George Russell, Kimi Antonelli, Ollie Bearman, Lewis Hamilton, Max Verstappen, Alex Albon, Fernando Alonso
Prompt: Can you write alpha Carlos and omega George. GPDA meeting but it goes wrong somehow
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Carlos taps his foot impatiently waiting for George to arrive, he’s the one who called this meeting in the first place, the only thing George put in his email is “hostility towards dynamics” He's just learning from George today, most of the other drivers are here already, Aston Martin, Kimi and Ollie are the others not present.
“Is this important Carlos? George is taking the piss” max huffs a little impatient. "Liam and I have, places to be." Liam looks like he's about to say something as Ollie and Kimi arrive together, the baby alpha smells of distress. Kimi has recently presented as an alpha and his hormones are all over the place, Carlos puts it down to that. Aston Martin arrive, Fernando with his usual gleeful smile and Lance looking lost only a few steps behind. George follows only a few steps behind them.
“It’s about time George, I thought punctuality was one of your strengths” Then the strong smell of a distressed omega hits him. George doesn’t say anything, just thrusts a folder of neatly put together papers into Carlos’ hands. His eyes are pleading, he steps as far away from Carlos as much as the small stage allows him to.
“George would like us to talk about -“ Carlos glances down at George’s neat handwriting hostility towards dynamics” There's a small murmur between the drivers, mostly the alpha's.
“Meaning what?” Fernando snaps. “Meaning you treat omega’s like garbage and that’s not ok, man” Lewis snaps back, pulling a low growl from Fernando. "Come on Hamilton, you were around when no omega's were allowed, it was so much better. Although you've not been the same since a beta beat you to a championship then an omega from Williams started beating you, embarrassing." Lewis is a better man than Carlos, because he just rolls his eyes then turns back to face the stage, eyes fixed firmly on George.
“Does anyone have anything to say about this?” Carlos feels like a fish out of water, he's been to many of these meetings before, he tries to remember what George would do in this situation. He takes a quick glance at the omega he’s backing himself further and further back into the nearest wall. Something's clearly wrong, but he doesn't want to bring it up in front of everyone else.
“Finally it’s about time, someone else stepped up. It’s not right to only have a useless omega as our voice” someone says, Carlos isn’t really sure. The smell radiating from George is getting stronger, he’s upset and distressed.
“No that’s not it.” Carlos manages to say. “That’s exactly it, even Max himself said George was sleeping with the FIA, we don’t need someone like that, who is willing to use his status to get what’s best for him.
“I didn’t say that.” Max snaps “I said you and your FIA mates, and it has nothing to do with GPDA. I voted for George, and I would do it again” Carlos can feel the situation getting out of hand, it's hard when you have a scared an omega next you, his instincts are screaming at him to do something about it. “Why are we arguing about this? We all voted for George and we all voted for Carlos what’s the deal here? We have one of each, perfect." Lewis is clearly getting annoyed now.
“You know, you all voted George back in at the same time right?” He feels the urge to defend George, the omega is backed into a corner, his fear scent dripping off him. He’s not acting like himself, he’s quiet and usually you can’t get a word in edge ways.
“George are you ok?” Alex asks his voice soft, George lifts up his head only a small whimper coming out of his mouth. “George?” This only seems to piss Fernando off even more. “See, this is why we need Carlos”
Carlos loses himself, his instincts fully take over, he lets out a loud authoritative growl, a few of the omegas whimper, George is on his knees trembling in fear. “Fuck, I don’t want you to speak ill of him anymore got it? I’m sorry for that though, I couldn’t control my instincts” He says in a mad rush, because fuck what has he done?
“Not cool at all man. You scared the omegas” Lewis snaps “and look at George” Fernando chuckles “See you proved my point there.” Lance looks hesitant “is George ok?” Fernando takes the Canadian by the arm and drags him out. “Who cares Lance?”
“What’s wrong with George anyway, he called this meeting and not said a word, usually you can’t get him to shut the fuck up” Max looks more concerned than anything, but everyone right now has their eyes on George. “You need to tell the truth Kimi” Ollie whispers under his breath, catching Max’s attention. “Care to share this news Kimi?” The Dutchman stands with his hand on his hip, eyebrow slightly raised.
“I can’t he said-“ the young alpha shakes his head. Ollie sighs. “Look Kimi didn’t want to say anything because he threatened me too but Fernando used his alpha voice on George before we came in, basically silencing him, he said to Kimi if tells anyone about this, he will make me suffer too.”
“I’m sorry, im a rubbish alpha” max squeezes him on the shoulder. “You’re a freshly presented pup, this is not your fault” Kimi makes a distress sound. "I'm sorry all the same." Ollie snuggles into him and scents him. Max smiles at the young couple.“Well Carlos, it looks like your first job is to make this a safe place for omega’s”
“You can all leave” Carlos pinches the bridge of his nose, to help him calm down but all he can smell is George and his fear scent. The younger omega is still on the floor with Alex. He waits until all the other drivers leave before approaching them.
"He likes his nest when he's upset, please take him there." Kimi's voice is very small. Carlos' heart skips a beat from the cuteness of it. "I'll take care of him, don't worry about what happened, it's not your fault." Kimi nods sadly and snuggles up to Ollie as he follows the rest of the drivers out of the room.
“How is he Alex?” The beta sighs. “Not good, I can’t seem to snap him out of it, I don’t know if this has induced his heat, he’s very hot” He's not sure what to do for the best right now, when Carlos agreed to this, he didn’t expecting a civil war between the Alpha’s and omegas and his fellow director to be on his knees whimpering sadly. In the end, he decides to go over there.
“I’m coming to you George” Carlos kneels beside the omega, who doesn’t whimper but bares his neck. “Hey, hey, no need for that ok?” Alex might be right about the heat, he’s drenched in his sweat, his hair is sticking to his forehead and there's a distinctive sweet smell coming from him, mixing with the smell of distress, putting the omega in a very vulnerable position. “I’m sorry I growled Georgie, I’m so sorry” big blue eyes meet his own but they are hazy and unfocused.”
Alex makes a noise of disgust. “We need to get you out of here Georgie, you’re not safe” Carlos watches as Alex tries to pull George onto his feet, the omega shakes and falls back into a crumpled heap.
“Georgie, what did he say to you?” George only whimpers and shakes his head. “Do you want me to help you back to your nest” Carlos asks, some of the stress in George’s smell fades away, he nods. “How are you going to do that? You're tiny” Alex laughs.
“I’m an alpha” He tells Alex, while scooping up the omega, George presses his head on the inside of Carlos neck, the overwhelming need to protect him takes over. He even growls at Alex when he takes a step too close.
“Hey, that won’t work on me Carlos Sainz and he’s not your omega.” Alex is just protective of his friend, but the Alpha inside of Carlos takes it as competition. “My omega or not, he still trusted me to protect him, I can’t help my instincts” Alex frowns taking in the sight of both of them. “George, he- he’s quite a respectable omega I don’t know how he’s going to feel about this” Carlos ignores the alpha inside of him screaming at him to tell Alex to fuck off.
“Look, me and George are ruled by instincts, he’s had someone use an alpha voice on him, he’s scared and feels the need to be protected which I am doing Alex, I’m not taking him back to knot him or anything like that. George whimpers in response. “I might just be a beta but it’s not wrong for me to want to protect my best mate”
"Need Alpha, need Carlos." George stutters over his words, nuzzling Carlos' scent gland. It's the first thing George has said all afternoon. Alex sighs. "Look me in the eye and tell me you want this Russell." George pulls himself out of Carlos' neck. "Want this." Alex nods. "I'll keep my phone on loud, ring me if you need anything."
Carlos carries George back to his room, the strong smell of George, not dulled by blockers hits him in the face. He smells like lavender and oak. "Let's get you into your nest, you will feel better in there." His nest is tucked away in the corner, it's all neat filled mostly with Mercedes black, there a few bits from the other omega's a papaya jersey from Lando, a black Ferrari hoodie from Charles and something from HAAS that must belong to Ollie.
Carlos very gently lays George down into his nest, who purrs immediately and rubs his nose against some of the items. His purrs stop and instead he whines, holding his arms up to Carlos. "What's wrong Georgie?" George opens and closes his mouth. "In" The omega is still holding his arms out looking hopeful. "You want me in your nest?" George nods eagerly.
Carlos climbs into the nest and snuggles into the different materials, the scents of his former teammate and very prominent. George climbs into his lap, placing his head back on the inside of Carlos' neck, and sighs happily. "Good Alpha." Carlos chuckles and nuzzles the top of George's head, the smell of stress is fading now. George falls to sleep, clinging onto him for dear life. It settles Carlos' own instincts having a happy omega snuggled up to him, so closes his eyes and drifts of to sleep as well.
When wakes again, there's a strong smell of an omega in heat, his cock is rock hard and throbbing and George is sat on his knee purring. "Alpha, need you." George moans rubbing himself against Carlos' dick, fuuuck. There's a damp patch on his knee from where George is sat.
"Carlos? My Carlos, my alpha?" Carlos grips him by the hips to stop the grinding, he doesn't want to blow his load in his pants. "Do you want me to be?" George moans loudly and starts rubbing himself again. "Please alpha." Carlos grips George by the jaw and forces eye contact. "Do you want this George?"
"Need you alpha, want you so bad." Carlos nods. "Ok then, let's take this onto the bed, I don't want to ruin your pretty nest." George purrs in delight, as he's carried from the nest onto the bed.
Carlos can only watch opened mouth as George tears off his clothing, the smell of George is stronger than ever, it's making Carlos want to jump his bones, and rail him hard, but then George lays himself down in the middle of the bed, bats his pretty little eye lashes. "I need you alpha." Then lets his legs fall open, revealing the most beautiful pussy Carlos has ever seen.
"Are you sure you want this beautiful?" Carlos settles himself between George's wide spread legs. "Please alpha, need you." His pussy is pink and beautiful, leaking a stream of slick onto the bed covers, just begging for Carlos to stick his tongue inside. "
He can't wait a second longer and buries his head between George's legs. who moans in delight. Carlos pins George down onto the bed with strong hands to thighs and teases at his entrance, flattening his tongue and licking a swipe across it. George moans again, his knuckles turning white from clenching down on the bed sheets.
"Alpha please, need you." He sounds, so sad and so cute, Carlos gives him exactly what he wants, moving towards his clit and sucking down hard on the sensitive little nub. "Carlos, I-I." George cums with a squeak, his cum gushes onto Carlos' tongue who eagerly laps up every single drop. Carlos goes back to his dripping entrance and sticks his tongue inside, George arches his hips high up off the bed. "Alpha, knot, inside me inside me, please, please."
"Anything for you, sweet little omega." George purrs in delight, laying himself back against the pillows, while Carlos rips off his own clothes. George's pink tongue darts over his bottom lip, when Carlos' takes out his huge cock. "Like what you see, baby?" George nods. "Need you."
Carlos slides two fingers inside of him, George whines which soon turns into a moan. "Sorry, loose." George scents a little bit. "You're not loose, I just ate you out." Carlos adds a third finger, George clenches down around him. "please." Carlos kisses George's stomach. "Ok baby, no more teasing."
"You're so beautiful George, such a beautiful little omega, I could worship your body for hours." George purrs again, maybe at the words or maybe because Carlos' cock is nudged against his dripping wet entrance.
Carlos holds George's hips tightly and slowly sinks inside of him, he fills him up quickly thanks the amount of slick George is producing. He looks obscene tiny little pussy opened up so wide around Carlos' huge cock. The omega sighs in relief, finally having his pussy filled up.
"Please." Carlos doesn't waste any more time and starts to thrust slowly, George claws at Carlos' shoulders, pulling him closer. The alpha quickly gets the hint burying his face in George's neck as he picks up the pace and fucks him in earnest. George's blunt nails, are still digging into his shoulder blades, keeping him in place.
George's head is resting on top of Carlos, nuzzling into the top of his head, his eyes are clenched together, his mouth wide open in a silent moan. Carlos changes his angle ever so slightly and presses into George's g-spot who moans in response, tightening up around him. "My Carlos, my alpha." George pulls him closer.
"So needy for me baby." Carlos watches the bulge contracting in George's skinny stomach with every thrust, his tiny stomach stretching obscenely just to accommodate him, might be the sexiest thing Carlos has ever seen. "You're such a good boy George, taking me so well."
"Kiss me alpha, please, please." How can he say no to that when a cute little omega is begging him so nicely? He pulls himself out of George's neck and presses their lips together. The only sound in the room, is the sound of skin slapping against skin, while their lips are hungrily moving against each other. The angle is absolutely perfect, he can hold George's skinny body with one hand, while hammering against his g-spot, making the omega squirm with pleasure underneath him, breaking the kiss every now and then to let out cute little gasps.
"I'm cumming-" George pulls away from the kiss and throws his head back against the pillows, his pussy clenching down tightly around as he cums hard, squirting his juice between their bodies.
"How many times do you think I can make you cum before I knot you? You've given two so far baby." Carlos growls into his ear, nipping his earlobe with his teeth. "Alpha, i'll give you whatever you want, just knot please, please, please." George gasps, clinging onto Carlos for dear life. His nails scratching at Carlos' skin, leaving little red welts behind.
"hey, hey it's okay beautiful, of course i'm going to knot you." Carlos pushes George's sweaty hair off his forehead and presses a hard kiss against the burning skin there. "I just want to make you feel so good first."
George whines high in his throat and nods, raising his hips to meet everyone of Carlos' thrusts, who is hitting his g-spot with every hard thrust. His eyes are unfocused, his mouth his wide open and slack, just taking everything Carlos is giving to him. "Such a perfect little omega."
"Come on baby, just one more." Carlos decides to help him out this time, using one hand to tweak at his sensitive little nipple, while using the other to rub circles on his clit. George shudders violently, as he cums for the third time.
Carlos himself is close now, his knot is getting bigger and bigger with every thrust, until soon he's cumming, knotting George and keeping the two of them stuck together.
"Fuck Carlos, i'm so sorry." George's voice is small and sad. "It's ok George, no strings attached, I just helped you through your heat." Carlos kisses the back of his sweaty neck, George nods. "I'm sorry all the same, this is not how I wanted your first GPDA meeting to go."
"Are you ok George, after everything with Fernando." George hisses. "Please don't talk about him when you're inside of me. He's the reason for the meeting, I- I don't want to talk about it." His knot suddenly pops, filling up George with his cum.
George rolls away curls himself into a ball. "What's wrong George?" He lifts his head, tears brimming in his wide blue eyes. "He's right though, i'll always lose to my biology, he uses his alpha voice on me and I turn into a whore."
"That's not true George, this is why you wanted to do the meeting in the first place, you're an omega yes, but you're confident and strong, fuck him. If anyone can bring that bastard down, it's you and i'll be here right by your side."
George purrs and rolls onto his back. "I'm a sucker for a ballsy alpha." Carlos chuckles. "Shut up George, you idiot." George giggles in response. "I'm being deadly serious."
