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thekawaiifruitworld · 26 days
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Now this is something I have never seen in all my time in the Green. A little girl.
PROSPECT (2018) - written and directed by Zeek Earl & Chris Caldwell, starring Pedro Pascal & Sophie Thatcher
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orangechickenpillow · 28 days
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go watch prospect 2018 this is a threat
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jessahmewren · 10 months
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🌿Back in the Green🌿, a work I commissioned from @lights-on-the-ridge to compliment this part of my Cee and Ezra series but, really is for everyone. Enjoy, Prospectors!
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morallyinept · 8 months
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A list of all my favourite EZRA Fic Recs, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.
Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤
⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.
Ezra One Shots/Drabbles - Part 1
Ezra One Shots/Drabbles - Part 2
Ezra One Shots/Drabbles - Part 3
Ezra One Shots/Drabbles - Part 4
Ezra One Shots/Drabbles - Part 5
Ezra Multi-Chapter/Part Series - Part 1
Ezra Multi-Chapter/Part Series - Part 2
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deervsheadlights · 10 months
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prospect (2018) + text posts || part 2
part 1
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skoulsons · 9 months
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I’m so normal about fathers and daughters 🤣🤣
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insomniamamma · 1 year
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Tessellation: Cee and Ezra
A/N: written for @oonajaeadira and @yearofcreation2023. Year of kisses. The prompt is kiss while sleeping. This one ended up being far more about Cee than Ezra. As Stephen King says "Memory is the basis for every journey."
Warnings: medical trauma, drug abuse, illness, angst, Damon is a terrible father but he wasn't always, death.
He looks small. This man who has upended her life. Ezra. She doesn't even know his family name or where he hails from or which ship he dropped down to the Green on. She's known him two hands of cycles, much of that as he is now. What's left of his right arm is buried in white bandages, strapped to his chest. Tubes snake beneath the nest of blankets, draining murky pink froth from his lungs into oddly prissy containers hanging below, dust infection measured out into fill lines, blood and puss and Kevva knows what. Tube stuffed down his throat and taped to his face. His left arm turned palm up like a gesture of supplication, large-bore IV line spiked into the crook of his elbow, pulsoxometer clipped to his index finger.
He looks small. And deathly sick. His skin has a grayish cast she doesn't care for at all, the dark stubble on his cheeks screaming out like exclamation points. Cee's seen this before. Seen her dad pale and sallow-grey, breath slow, tucked some stim gum between his parted lips and smacked at his arm until he reflexively started chewing.
"I was sleeping, Cee." "but--" "Do NOT do that again. We've got a big drop coming up. We need to be sharp." "but--" "Just hang with me. This job pans out the way it should and we'll be out of the shit for good. Back to Central. But you've got to trust me. You've got to trust me and do what I say, clear?" "but, Dad--" "Are. We. Clear?" "Yeah. clear."
That familiar knot coils itself in her belly. The long greyed out days in between drops ending with her dad doped up to the gills, I need it to sleep, Cee. You'll understand when you're older, nodding off to leave her with his soupy snores and the endlessly shifting light through the pod's tiny rounded windows, little nights and dawns as the freighter spins. She'd copy out what she remembered of The Streamer Girl and listen until she felt confident that he wasn't going to die in his sleep.
"Can he hear me?" She'd asked the medic when they finally allowed her to see him. "Hard to say. We had to put him down pretty deep. He's got a lot of fight in him." "That's a good thing, right?" "Look. Your dad's real sick. He got pretty well dusted. If we can get him to the Pug he's got a shot. But that's a long haul from now. Clear?" "Clear."
She doesn't bother to correct the medic. Maybe things will play better for them if people take them as kin.
Ezra wasn't waking up. But he wasn't dying either. He just stayed stone still, swaddled in white, his stump buried in med-gel and bandages. His eyes flicked back and forth, caught in some endless looping dream. Cee takes his hand sometimes, careful not to dislodge the monitor clipped to his finger, always surprised at his warmth. She tells him about the endless days, doing whatever odd jobs need doing on the freighter, which she understands as charity disguised as work, a way to square their room and board until they hit the Pug. "--channel rat crawled up into the aft intake and died it was just bones and dust, I wanted to keep the skull but Leroy said it was bad luck so it just went in with the rest of the swill--"
Ezra starts twitching, small choking sounds around the tube down his throat.
"Easy," says Cee, "you're okay." And lays her hand on his forehead, smooths the taught skin there, presses the furrows down with her thumb, "You're okay."
"Did I tell you about when your mom used to hypnotize you?"
Cee slides her music player off. She knows by his tone that he is going to have his say. This has become something familiar. He puts the drops in his eyes and then talks. Sometimes it's names and places that she doesn't know and sometimes it involves her. If she doesn't at least make a show of listening he'll yell sometimes, his slurred out voice why don't you ever listen? So it's best to keep her ears half-cocked until sleep claims him.
"Mom used to hypnotize me?" "Mmmh-hmmm. You used to cry so much. You were colicky. We used to have to rub your belly to get you to fart--" "Ewww. Dad--" "They were baby farts! They didn't--they didn't smell--" "But mom?" "Yeah, she'd do this thing--" Damon sits up and lurches towards her and she flinches back a little, and even in his fuzzed out state she registers the hurt in his eyes. Damon smooths the pad of his thumb up and down between her eyebrows "She'd do that?" Cee can't help smiling a little. Damon rarely shows affection these days, and the feel of calloused thumb on her forehead is nice, makes her think of better times, makes her think of being small and Damon picking her up under her arms and covering her face and head with loud smacking kisses while she shrieked in delight, three of them instead of two, a job on some soft, barely remembered world a place of gentle grav and cool breezes, a hand held in each of hers and they'd swing her high, almost flying in the low grav-- "See? I hypnotized you." Cee breaks out of her reverie. "Did not." Damon lays back on his cot. "I freaked out. I told her don't you hypnotize that baby and she laughed and laughed--she--you--miss her…I miss.." and then he's gone. Drawn down into whatever relief the drugs give him, an ill rhythm of slow snores. And Cee waits, waits for the short term sedation of the drops to wane, for his breathing to even out into something more normal.
She remembers being sick. Got bit by a drill worm, Damon told her later, spiked a fever. Like touching a hot engine skirt. She remembers her mother's voice singing low and soft, can't remember the words, she was too small for that, but remembers the cool washcloth on her forehead, removed and re-wetted, Mom kissing her there, right between her eyebrows, where the pad of her thumb once passed.
Ezra sleeps swaddled and small and pinned by machinery, her hand folded around his, careful, fingers tracing the lines of his calloused palm. For now he is still, soothed by her touch. "Ezra? You need to wake up. I don't know what's going to happen when we get to the Pug."
Cee leans over and kisses him, presses her lips against that little space between his eyebrows.
"You need to wake up."
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actual-changeling · 10 months
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a small prospect edit for @sotvtaughtmehowtofeel
song is amsterdam by gregory alan isakov
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grogusmum · 7 months
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Noodling with an idea...
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Ezra had been hoboing and riding the rails for a long time all over the U.S. after the Crash. Traveling companions came and went. Along the way, he picked up a girl to care for... then a factory accident took his arm, and Floating became that much more challenging.
So, Ezra and Cee make their way to the Northeast to seek a new way of getting along. Their travels, assisted by signs left by other hobos, lead them to you, a woman with a kind, though not unbruised, heart...
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Finished fanart 🎶 :D
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What is your name? Well, I have to call you something.
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orangechickenpillow · 10 months
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Never underestimate a man's ability to have beef with a sassy pre-teen orphan
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jessahmewren · 10 months
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Some Cee and Ezra art I commissioned from @chrisfroot. Enjoy, Prospectors!
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morallyinept · 8 months
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A list of all my favourite EZRA Fic Recs, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.
PART 1
Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤
⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.
Puppet - @jksprincess10 Sub!Ezra
Focus - @leslie-lyman
Ezra Drabble Part 1, Part 2 & Part 3 - @toxicanonymity Dark!Ezra
Safe In My Arms - @mishasminion360
More - @ezrasbirdie
Speechless - @sneetsnootyoit M!Reader GN!Reader
Appropriate Reactions - @wannab-urs
Heat, Taste & Ache - @ezrasversion
Fallen Star - @fake-bleach Dark!Ezra
Akrasia - @sp00kymulderr
Ezra Masterlist - @sp00kymulderr More Ezra To Choose From!
Loquacious - @pedros-mustache
Ezra Sunbathing Drabble - @fleetwoodmactshirt Soft
Lamplit - @fleetwoodmactshirt
Perfect - @the-fic-baker
Fortifying My Mystique - @netherfeildren Art Collector!Ezra
Eyes On Me - @mandoblowmybackout GN!Reader
Verba Amoris - @absurdthirst
Kudzu - @beskarberry Corrupted!Ezra
Oct 21 Breeding Kink - @danidrabbles
A Wondrous Treat - @coastielaceispunk GN!Reader
Kiss Me - @radiowallet
The Storm - @frannyzooey Featuring Din Djarin & Francisco Morales
Dear Friend - @psychedelic-ink Modern!Ezra
Beg So Pretty - @psychedelic-ink
Trial - @jessahmewren AO3 Link
Soulmate - @theredwritingwitch
Worth More Than Aurelac - @absurdthirst Alpha!Ezra
Lunch - @never--doubt Soft
The Ethics Of Forging Masterpieces - @write-and-buried
Trinkets - @write-and-buried
Eat Your Young - @writer-darling
Darkness - @ezrasbirdie
Kinktober 22 Day 24 - @absurdthirst
I - Kinktober 22 - @psychedelic-ink Featuring Pero Tovar
Life After The Green - @absurdthirst
Blind Trust - @brandyllyn
I Have Been The One You Chose - @gar6agef1r3
Ezra Masterlist - @artemiseamoon More Ezra To Choose From!
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sotvtaughtmehowtofeel · 3 months
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By Midnight Time - Chapter 4
Fandom: Prospect (2018)
Relationship: Cee and Ezra
Summary: Cee is kidnapped. Ezra has to fight his way back to her.
Taglist: @steeb-stn @ristenm @mickeysjones @dilf-din if you’d like to be added/removed from the taglist lmk
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