So, I Just Watched “And The Disenchanted Forest” Again, And I’m Sorry, But There Is Absolutely

Cassandra: I like your top, Ezekiel.

Jacob: I have a name.

Cassandra: [spits out drink]

based on that one victorious scene

The Best Kind of Medicine

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by StarrySkies282

Ezekiel has a cold and the other Librarians come to the rescue

Words: 1050, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Librarians (TV 2014)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Other

Characters: Ezekiel Jones, Cassandra Cillian, Jacob “Jake” Stone, Eve Baird

Additional Tags: Fluff, Ezekiel has a cold, Tea, i also had a cold when I wrote this, These Three Idiots

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Written in the Stones

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by Yaboi_writes

Eliot Spencer runs into Ezekiel Jones and the other Librarians (and Guardian) and soon the Leverage team and the Librarians are teamed up together on a case that never should have happened.

A mark got hold of a magical item. Ezekiel is still fighting off the effects of the Time Loop. Eve is hit with buried feelings for Eliot. Nothing ever goes right for the Librarians, it seems.

Words: 1043, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Leverage, The Librarians (TV 2014)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Jacob “Jake” Stone, Ezekiel Jones, Cassandra Cillian, Jenkins | Galahad (The Librarians), Eve Baird, minor flynn carson, Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison, Parker (Leverage), Sophie Devereaux (Leverage), Nathan Ford

Relationships: Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison/Parker, Parker/Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison/Eliot Spencer, Jazekiel, Eliot Spencer & Jacob “Jake” Stone, Ezekiel Jones/Jacob “Jake” Stone, Minor Eve Baird/Flynn Carsen, Past Eliot Spencer/Eve Baird

Additional Tags: Eliot Spencer and Jacob “Jake” Stone are Twins, Bisexual Male Character, Aromantic Character, Asexual Characters, Ezekiel Jones Remembers, Ezekiel Jones is asexual, Protective Eliot Spencer, Ezekiel Jones was Stabbed by Eliot Spencer, Eve knows Eliot Spencer, (They use to work together before he went off the grid), Ezekiel Jones has PTSD, Eliot can see it

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Rainy Days

Ezekiel loved the rain. He loved to curl up by the window with a mug of tea and watch the rain fall. It was melodic and hypnotic. He could sit like that for hours and never get bored.

Jacob loved rainy days. It meant he didn’t have to show up to the rig. It also meant he could play around in the rain and get as dirty as he wanted. He loved splashing in the rain. Even as an adult. He never got tired of rolling around when the sky was crying.

Ezekiel curled up in the reading room on the bay window. He had a nice fluffy blanket, one of Jake’s sweaters (that he didn’t know Ezekiel had) and his mug of camomile tea. He watched the rain fall. It lulled him into a sense of relaxation.

“Zeke.” He was broken out of his daze when Jake came into the room, eyes bright and twinkling with glee and amazement.

“Yeah, mate?” Ezekiel looked up at the southerner.

“Come out in the rain with me.”

An eyebrow raise. “Excuse me?”

“Come play in the rain with me.” 

Ezekiel let his eyes scan over the man in front of him. He seemed to already be soaked and mud covered. He shook his head.

“I’m good, mate. It’s cold out there and I’m comfortable right where I am.”

Jacob pouted and let his eyes drop.

“How’d I let you talk me into this again?” Ezekiel asked as he wrapped his arms around himself. He shivered violently, clutching his arms to his chest.

His hair was pressed against his face and he looked miserable and wet and cold.

“Come on, Ezekiel. Aren’t you having fun?” Jacob asked.

Ezekiel shot him a glare that could’ve melted the sun.

“It’s wet, and I’m wet, and it’s cold and I’m cold. None of those are fun.” He grumbled at Jacob. “And now I’m covered in dirt and mud.”

“I’m sorry, darlin’. Let’ go inside and we can fix that.”

Later, Ezekiel was curled up to Jacob in another one of his hoodies, blankets and pillows. Both men were showered and in the process of warming up together. There’s another thing they enjoyed about rainy days.

For the requests, saying I love you through post it notes

Hello Anon, sorry this is so late. I got sidetracked trying to write it a bunch of times.

Jacob noticed Ezekiel was feeling down. And that he seemed very out of it lately. It was his duty as Ezekiel’s boyfriend to help him out as much as possible.

Jacob sat at a table in the, post it notes in front of him. He was writing on them, cute little I love you notes to Ezekiel. He wanted his boyfriend to feel better. He loved him.

“What are you doing Jacob?” Cassandra asked, leaning over his shoulder.

“Writing love notes to Ezekiel,” Jacob told Cassandra. “He’s been feeling down lately and I wanted to make him feel better.”

She nodded, sitting down across from him. “Let me help.”

Together they write I love you notes to Ezekiel. 

Jacob went around the Library that day, planting the notes in places only Ezekiel would find them. Some noted were reminders. Reminders showed that Jacob cared about Ezekiel and that he wanted him to take care of himself.

He smiled with his efforts. He sat down again in the annex and watched Ezekiel move through the room and off into some other part of the library for a bit.

Jacob wandered into Ezekiel’s room for the night to be met with arms wrapped almost immediately around his torso. He smiled and hugged the thief back.

“I love you too,” Ezekiel said into Jacob’s shoulder.

“I know,” Jacob answered, kissing the top of his head. He lifted him up and placed him in bed. “Lets get some sleep. I have a feeling we’ll be having a job. You need a full eight hours and I could use some sleep too.”

every so often im struck by the memory of one of my college professors getting very angry with our class (art history of pompeii 250) because when she excitedly detailed the ingenious roman invention of heated floors in bathhouses via hearths in small crawlspaces, we asked who was tending the fires. she said "oh, slaves i suppose. but that isnt the point". and we said that it actually very much was the point. she had just told us that in roman society there were dozens of people, maybe hundreds, who spent every day of their enslaved lives crawling in cramped, hot, smoky tunnels to light fires to warm pools of water (which they were not allowed to swim in). how could that not be the point?

she wanted us to focus on the art, on the innovation of heated plumbing, on the tiles and decorations of the bathhouses, and all we wanted to do was learn more about the people under the floors. and she didn't know anything more about that. in fact, she said she thought we were focusing too much on superfluous details.

it feels almost hokey to put too fine a point on the idea im getting at here but i will anyway: There are a lot of people who are still under the floors. all these beautiful, convenient, brilliant innovations of modern society (think fast fashion, chatgpt, uber, doordash) are still powered by people working in inhumane, untenable conditions.

the people who run these systems want you to focus on the good - who doesnt love warm water? - but if anything is going to improve or change in our lifetimes, you need to examine these things with an attentive, critical, and empathetic eye. and for fucks sake stop ordering from amazon

The Greatest Showman AU (I might write this)

Characters/Who's who:

Flynn- PT Barnum

Eve- Charity Barnum

Jacob- Phillip Carlyle

Ezekiel- Anne Wheeler

Cassandra- Lettie Lutz (bearded lady)

Jenkins- Constantine (the man with 1000 tattoos)

Nicole- Jenny Lind

Songs:

A million dreams: As kidsFlynn talks to Eve about all the dreams he has about their future. He shows her an abandoned house and they play around in it. Flash forward, Flynn comes to admit his love to her and she's done with finishing school. They get a home together in the city. He continues to talk to her about the future they'll have.

In between that and come alive, he looses his job, buys a museum and ends up turning it into a house of curiosities.

Come Alive: He's encouraging these people to be proud of their oddities. Charles Stratton is the first, followed by Cassandra, the bearded lady and the Lord of Leeds. Then that night during the show, there are a couple more acts. The trapeze artists, Ezekiel and a close friend Alec Hardison (this is foreshadowing for a oneshot I'm gonna write) soar through the air.

The other side: Flynn meets Jacob Stone, a rich man who writes plays and has his fathers inheritance. He offers him a drink and Jacob doesn't refuse. Flynn offers him a job, "take the key and see the other side." Jacob turns him down. "I'm okay with the uptown part I get to play. I don't need to see the other side." Flynn watches him go and stands to follow. "Is this how you spend your days, whiskey, misery, a lifetime of plays? No joy or laughter? I guess I'll lab it up to you~" Jacob joins him on the other side.

In between other side and never enough. He goes with Flynn to the circus and they end up in a boothe and comes fave of face wit a gorgeous, exotic man has he is flying on the trapeze. "Who is he?" "That's Ezekiel Jones, one of many trapeze artists. Though he is the best."

Still dumbstruck, he follows Flynn down the stairs and comes face to face with Ezekiel again. "Ezekiel, Alec, meet Jacob Stone. Hell be joining us from now on."

Ezekiel steps towards him, but Alec is staring him down. "What's your act, Mr. Stone?" His accent has Jacob even more dazed.

"I uh... Don't have an act." "Everyone's got an act."

Jacob manages to get the entire troupe to London to meet the queen. He still has connections even though he lost all his inheritance.

They met Nicole Noone and Flynn is awestruck by her. And maybe she can sing.

Never Enough- Nicole sings her opera about nothing being enough for her. Jacob stands with the troupe because he's come to respect them. During the part where she days take my hand. Share this moment with me, Jacob take Ezekiel's hand but drops it when people look back at them. Ezekiel walks away. (FYI they're back in America)

Before This is Me, Flynn I'd introducing Nicole to Eve. Then he brags to Eve's old family about being successful like her dad said he wouldn't. Then he leaves the troupe in the back hallways.

This is Me- Cassandra lifts everyone's spirits. They go into the room anyways. Then they go past the protesters outside the circus. The whole group going "I'm not scared to be seen, I make no apologies. This is me" At the protestors. Then it's showtime. They're singing. Ezekiel makes eye contact with Jacob in one of the rooms above the seats. "I make no apologies. This is me" And that's stomped into the ground.

Before rewrite the stars, Jacob goes to meet Ezekiel at the playhouse. Ezekiel us trying to refuse the two tickets. Jacob shows up. "I wasn't sure you'd show up if I had asked." They go in and are walking up the stairs, arm in arm. "Jacob?" It's his dad. He insults Ezekiel and caused him to run off. Jacob tells off his dad before going after Ezekiel.

"Who cares what they think?"

"You don't get it." Ezekiel looks ready to cry. "You've never been looked at they way your dad looked at me."

Rewrite the stars: Jacob talks about rewriting the stars. Ezekiel and him are meant to be. "You're my destiny." He's trying to keep Ezekiel down at his level as they talk, but he keeps going up into the air in the trapeze. Ezekiel talks about how it's not easy. How they can't be together. "No one can rewrite the stars." They both begin to do the trapeze together, but at the end, they're nearing a kiss and Ezekiel pulls away. "You know I want you, but we're bound to break and my hands are tied. "

Before tightrope: Jacob is trying to talk sense into Flynn about staying and not going on tour with Nicole. He's not listening. He never listens. Flynn is staying goodbye before climbing into a carriage with Nicole to go on tour.

Tightrope- Eve sings about everything she's ever done, she's done it to be with Flynn. "Life's an adventure with a breath taking view. Walking a tightrope with you."

Before from now on, Flynn almost kisses Nicole, then he does and reporters catch pictures of it. There's a fire when Flynn gets back. Jacob is helping the troupe out, but realizes Ezekiel isn't with them and runs back into the burning building. Ezekiel comes back out another way. Everyone is frozen in place. Flynn goes running into the building and Eve screams for him to come back. The building collapses. Then, Flynn emerges from the fire, dragging Jacob with him. He's badly burnt and wheezing.

Ezekiel sits with him in the hospital.

Eve finds out about the kiss and their marriage is ruined.

From now on: The troupe finds Flynn in a bar. "If you've come to get paid, it won't happen." "Mr Carson," Cassandra says. "You've brought happiness into our lives... What more could we want?"

They sing about how they'll be a family from now on. Flynn goes to make things right with Eve.

Before the greatest show, Jacob wakes up and Ezekiel finally kisses him. "You're here."

Flynn makes up with Eve. It was hard for her, but she truly loved him.

Flynn comes back from the bank. They won't loan him anymore. Jacob laughs. "You being who you are, I asked for my pay weekly. I put it aside."

"I can't take your money, Jacob." Flynn now tries to be humble. Ezekiel sees through it.

"Why now are you being humble, Mr. Carson?"

They talk about it, but they won't be able to get another building.

"I can get us some land by the docks. All we need is a tent."

They greatest show: They sing about how it's the greatest show. First it'd Flynn as the ringmaster, but half way through, he turns it over to Jacob. He runs into the ring. "This is the greatest show!"

Flynn runs home to be with Eve.

That's it. That's my au.

Little Things (Jazekiel)

There are little things everyone does. These are the things you pick up on your significant other.

Jacob notices a lot about Ezekiel. His small habits. His big ones. His kinda small ones. Jacob loves these things about Ezekiel. He finds them cute.

His favorite is all the places Ezekiel has to hide throughout the Library. Slowly, Jacob had been introduced to each of them. Jacob felt honored. Ezekiel was slowly opening up to him and being in a relationship.

Jacob knew there was one place that Ezekiel wasn’t showing him, and he respected that. His boyfriend was private. When he wanted to show him, he’d be there to support him.

Another thing that Jacob loved about Ezekiel was the way he carried himself. He carried himself with so much confidence and respect. He really admired that.

Jacob himself could never carry himself like that; he’s never been able to. He’s carried himself highly, but not with confidence or respect.

Ezekiel loved many things about Jacob. Ezekiel loved everything about Jacob, actually.

He loved his singing. He loved his hair. His weird American accent. There was nothing that he hated about Jacob.

Well, maybe there was one little thing he hated. He hated the way he could spew out poetry and talk about it like it was his job. Yeah, sure it was his job. His job was to be smart, but Ezekiel hated that he would do it in the middle of thier dates.

But secretly he liked it.

Little things make the world go round. Just a little at a time. Because they’re little.

okay but. just imagine with me for a bit

Jacob swinging between moods of absolutely fucking hating the rain - because rain means cold, rain means mud, rain means work that gets harder or stopped all together depending on how bad it is/what equipment you have, rain means wiling the night away ‘cause going out becomes such a goddamn chore - and absolutely loving it - because rain can also mean an excuse to stay inside and research or write, rain can mean laughing and wrestling with friends when they finally make it into the bar and they’re a mess, rain can shut the world away for awhile and give an excuse for lazy nights and lazier mornings.

And Ezekiel swings pretty far too. Because rain can mean an easier get away. Rain can mean no one’s looking too closely at those passing by, too intent on getting out of the cold as it is. Rain can mean no one expects him anywhere anytime soon. But rain can also mean ruined clothes. Rain can mean being shoved out of the way and into the mud because people aren’t paying attention. Rain generally means cold. And wet. And uncomfortable.

So just imagining these two waking up - probably not even what most people would call morning yet, but who knows because the sun’s not coming out anytime soon anyway - seeing slate gray across the windows, hearing the wind and the distant echo of thunder, watching water trail down the window pane…and both just deciding ‘fuck it’ and curling back up together because like hell are they messing with that when its warm, and quiet, and they’re all alone in a little world all their own under the blankets and pillows.