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A Better Idea
Crowley sleeps for five days, eats pancakes, and is brave enough for both of them.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  oh_my_heart  [NC-17]  wc:05_000-10_000  a:copperbadge 
12 weeks ago by adelate
You, Soft and Only
Aziraphale actually surprised the Hell out of him, the first time. It was way back in dusty Mesopotamia, and they had been sharing a jug of something alcoholic—not great, but the best available. It was, Crowley remembered, a string of very hot days, and he was idly thinking about curling up somewhere dark and quiet in serpent form and having a nap.

That he was eyeing the hem of Aziraphale’s robe for this purpose was neither here nor there.

In any case—they were minding their own business in a public house, drinking steadily but not immoderately, when a man walked in.

The mortal reeked of Heaven’s favor, which made Crowley want to sneeze, except he’d never gotten the hang of sneezing. And Aziraphale—

Aziraphale looked very much as though he’d like to crawl under the hem of Crowley’s robe and just not come out.

“Trouble?” Crowley murmured solicitously.

”No,” Aziraphale lied poorly.

Crowley took a close look at the man in question, the kind of close look only an angel or a demon could take. He snorted. “That was a fire that didn’t need any kindling.”

“I have my orders,” Aziraphale said with a pinched look on his face.

“And they’re coming this way,” Crowley said dryly.

Aziraphale’s expression turned desperate, and all right—even then, Crowley had been weak to the slightest suggestion that he might in some way give Aziraphale what he needed.

Still—he hadn’t expected a sudden lapful of angel.

“Very sorry about this,” Aziraphale said, and kissed him.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  pretend_marriage/relationship  pining  oh_my_heart  [NC-17]  wc:05_000-10_000  a:thehoyden 
august 2019 by adelate
By Definition
Aziraphale has certainly dabbled in the world of carnal delights over the years, most notably in the late nineteenth century, when a certain infernal adversary was enjoying a century-long nap and seemingly the only way to pass the time had been to develop some hobbies.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  [NC-17]  wc:01_000-05_000  a:idiopathicsmile 
august 2019 by adelate
Belle Chose
"I've not—not personally used this one, no."

Crowley smiles something wicked, but not in the wicked-bad way. More like the wicked-wonderful way that makes Aziraphale's chest feel full and his lips pull in a returning smile.

"No? Oh, Angel," Crowley croons, shaking his head slowly. "You've been missing out, then."

//

In which Crowley shows Aziraphale how fun a vagina can be.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  hot_like_burning  PWP  established_relationship  [NC-17]  wc:01_000-05_000  a:cal1brations 
july 2019 by adelate
A Home at the Beginning of the World
"Oh," Aziraphale says. "I think Crowley might have moved in with me."

//

It starts with the plant. More specifically, it starts on Wednesday, at forty minutes past ten in the morning, when Crowley comes swaggering into the bookshop holding a potted plant. It's remarkably sunny out for London, so the bookshop is a bit empty, except for the one customer Aziraphale is ringing out with the Oscar Wilde text, only because it's a fifth edition reprint and only because she's going through such a hard time. Crowley leans against a bookshelf and peers down like he can see up and over the lenses of his sunglasses. As soon as the customer is out the door, he shoves the plant in Aziraphale's face.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  oh_my_heart  [NC-17]  wc:05_000-10_000  a:stereobone 
july 2019 by adelate
Anthophilia
Anthony J. Crowley's life seems like it's finally falling into place: his floral shop has begun to gain an undercurrent of appreciation in the design elite of London, and he might have even finally found a boyfriend who looks just right lounging on his Tenreiro sofa. Things seem almost perfect, until one day the empty shop across the street is leased to frumpy fellow Oxford alumni, who doesn't seem to remember Crowley nearly as well as he remembers him, which really shouldn't bother him as much as it does - it was ten years ago after all, and it wasn't even that good of a kiss.

//

There's a lorry across the street. It's been there for some time, and it doesn't seem to have any intention of moving in the near future. The side of it reads "Charles and Son’s Moving" in bold, chipped blue letters, with a small illustration of some obscenely radiant mover grinning along side, and all the shameful apostrophe usage one might expect. The traffic on the thin cobbled street outside the shop continues to weave around it awkwardly, clogging up the already limited passage.
fic  slash  Good_Omens  Aziraphale/Crowley  AU  flowershop  Crowley/OC  Anathema_Device  wc:45_000-50_000  [NC-17]  a:FortinbrasFTW 
july 2019 by adelate
Bend Me, Break Me
Sousuke blinks, his right arm quickly swinging down to his side, tendons pulling painfully at his shoulder blade due to the tricep curl he had to abort midway. “I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

Rin scowls and looks down, a fierce blush riding high along his cheekbones. He scruffs the tip of his sneaker into the ground before meeting Sousuke’s gaze again. “I said,” he enunciates clearly, as if to ensure that Sousuke would not mishear him again. “Would you be interested in fucking my boyfriend?”
fic  slash  Free!  Makoto/Rin  Makoto/Sousuke  Makoto/Rin/Sousuke  Rin/Sousuke  Matsuoka_Rin  Tachibana_Makoto  Yamazaki_Sousuke  PWP  kink  wc:20_000-25_000  [NC-17]  a:Ad_Astra 
september 2018 by adelate
A Sudden Change of Heart
Rin doesn't expect to fall in love with his sister's too-nice boyfriend.

//

It doesn’t matter how many times Gou texts him – Rin isn’t going to answer.  Does he give a shit if she’s suddenly the manager of Iwatobi’s pathetic excuse for a swim club?  Fuck no.  Rin has better shit to do.

The texts keep coming, though, and when Rin finally checks his phone, there are thirty unread messages from Gou.  Wow.

After he sorts through all of the stupid emojis and updates on her precious swim club’s progress (they still placed fifth at the last meet – Rin’s hardly impressed), he tosses the phone aside with a scoff and lays back on his bed.  Nothing important, just as he’d predicted.
fic  slash  Free!  Makoto/Rin  Matsuoka_Rin  Tachibana_Makoto  Matsuoka_Gou  pining  wc:10_000-15_000  [NC-17]  a:anditwasstinky 
september 2018 by adelate
Loose Ends
Rin's just trying to be a good big brother. No, really.

//

Rin’s the first to admit that he isn’t winning any prizes in the big brother category, but all the same, he does love Gou.  She can be overbearing and manipulative and irritating as all hell, but still.  She’s his baby sister.  Which is why, when he arrives at home late one Saturday morning with a sack of dirty laundry in the hopes that his mother will take pity on him and wash it, and he hears a muffled whimpering sound coming from upstairs, he drops everything and bolts to Gou’s room and flings the door open.

Gou practically jumps off her bed and lets out a startled squeak.  “Onii-chan?  You scared me.  What are you doing here?”  There are crumpled tissues all around her and she looks an absolute mess.

“Are you crying?” Rin demands, eyes narrowed angrily.  “Who made you cry?”
fic  slash  Free!  Makoto/Rin  Tachibana_Makoto  Matsuoka_Rin  Matsuoka_Gou  Nanase_Haruka  Hazuki_Nagisa  Ryuugazaki_Rei  wc:10_000-15_000  [NC-17]  a:four_sweatervests 
september 2018 by adelate
Point and line to plane
Nagisa sets Makoto up (for way more than he bargained for...)

//

"Mako-chan, Mako-chan, I've solved all your problems!"

A blond hurricane landed right on Makoto's rice bowl, knocking it over. Makoto straightened up, ignoring his abused meal. "I don't mean to be rude, but somehow that doesn't seem true, Nagisa."
fic  slash  Free!  Makoto/Rin  Haru/Makoto  Haru/Rin  Haru/Makoto/Rin  Nagisa/Rei  college!fic  Tachibana_Makoto  Matsuoka_Rin  Nanase_Haruka  Hazuki_Nagisa  Ryuugazaki_Rei  Yamazaki_Sousuke  [NC-17]  a:trixiechick  wc:15_000-20_000 
september 2018 by adelate
Dining In
“Mornin’,” Steve says.

“Get over here,” Bucky replies.
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  kink  face_sitting  hot_like_burning  wc:01_000-05_000  [NC-17]  a:ipoiledi 
april 2017 by adelate
A Soul as Sweet as Blood-Red Jam
It slips out. It just – slips out, and it takes half a second before Steve realizes what he’s said, and then he wants to die.

Or: Steve's daddy kink comes out to play while he's in bed with Bucky.
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  kink  hot_like_burning  wc:01_000-05_000  [NC-17]  a:pringlesaremydivision 
april 2017 by adelate
Think I'm Finally Clean
In which sub Bucky wishes for rougher handling by normally gentle dom Steve, and gets probably more than he bargained for.
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  kink  Dom/sub  hot_like_burning  wc:01_000-05_000  [NC-17]  a:fuck_me_barnes 
april 2017 by adelate
Conviction
“Why d’you want it?”

Steve swallows and his eyes search Bucky’s face, dark now. “I just,” he says, but his voice comes out hoarse, and so he tries it again. “I just do, Buck, I want — I want you to know that I trust you. I want to give you that.”
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  kink  hot_like_burning  [NC-17]  wc:01_000-05_000  a:ipoiledi 
february 2017 by adelate
The Care & Feeding of Steven G. Rogers
“Bucky,” Steve breathes out, awed, like he completely forgot that Bucky was here waiting for him. He lurches, fingers scrambling for purchase as he tries to get closer. “Bucky.”

“Hey now,” Bucky says, getting an arm around his waist and keeping their bodies pressed close. “It’s okay. It’s okay, I’m here. I’m right here, Stevie.”

Steve’s eyes dart across his face and then over his shoulder, to the counter. He looks down around them, one side and then the other. To all the places where he’s made a mess. When he looks back at Bucky, he looks even more upset than before.

“I’m sorry,” he says fast, desperate. “I’m sorry, I -- I’m sorry --”

Bucky shushes him, soft as his touches. “Hush,” he says, gentle. “I ain’t mad.”

Steve’s jaw snaps shut with an audible click, he’s so quick to obey.

His reward is a caress along his jaw and fingers carding through his hair, a thumb pressing into that spot just behind his ear. Steve moans, eyelashes fluttering, and a deep, hard shudder runs right through him, down to his toes. He leans further into the touches.
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  kink  hot_like_burning  [NC-17]  wc:05_000-10_000  a:greenbergsays 
february 2017 by adelate
Is It Pretending If I Already Want You?
Basic Steps to Getting Yourself In a Pickle With Both Your Family and The Guy You've Secretly Crushed On For Five Years (A Guide):

STEP 1: After being perpetually single and constantly making up excuses to your family, give in and lie about having a boyfriend.
STEP 2: Agree to bring said boyfriend to the family cottage for a week so he can be your date to your parents' wedding anniversary party.
STEP 3: Panic.
STEP 4: Say 'yes' when your best friend and closet crush - who you're convinced isn't interested in you that way in the least - offers to be your pretend boyfriend.
STEP 5: Try your best not to fall in love with them during the trip.
STEP 6: Fail miserably.
fic  slash  The_Avengers  Bucky/Steve  modern_day  AU  pretend_marriage/relationship  pining  oh_my_heart  hot_like_burning  [NC-17]  wc:85_000-90_000  a:OhCaptainMyCaptain 
august 2016 by adelate
We've Written Volumes (in Blood and Scars and Ink)
Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He's cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there's a four inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. There's so much blood around him he feels like he's floating on a pond and everything is so much dimmer above him than it was a minute ago, which is saying something because he's in the dark center of the forest in the middle of the night. And the worst of it is that he's alone, totally alone with the smell of his own blood drowning him and the soft side of him run through by a tree.

As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."
fic  slash  Teen_Wolf  Derek/Stiles  Allison/Scott  Sheriff_Stilinski  Isaac_Lahey  Erica_Reyes  Vernon_Boyd  Melissa_McCall  Lydia_Martin  Jackson_Whittemore  h/c  [NC-17]  wc:25_000-30_000  a:notthequiettype 
august 2015 by adelate
its derek hale wtf
Stiles doesn’t buy the whole magical, transcendent soulmate reveal story, snickers at all those movies where the couple touches each others marks for the first time, eyes glimmering over in emotion when they feel the bond surge through their bodies (who comes up with this stuff?), shakes his head at all those dreamy-eyed people willing to shell out money to track down their other half.

It’s absolutely ridiculous; he knows plenty of people who fall in love with people with different marks from their own, and it’s not a perfect system--even if all the statistics show that bonded soulmates live longer and healthier lives, with practically no divorce rate to speak of, and generally just have incredibly fulfilling relationships, you never know if the person who shares the exact mirror of your own mark lives in your country or even is on the same side of the planet.

Stiles is just really ambivalent about the whole thing. He meets his other half in his lifetime? Cool. If not? It’s just fine; he’s happy where he is.

At least that’s what he keeps telling himself.
fic  slash  Teen_Wolf  AU  Derek/Stiles  actors  personal_assistant  pining  Allison/Scott  Isaac_Lahey  Kira_Yukimura  Erica_Reyes  Vernon_Boyd  Peter_Hale  Braeden  original_characters  soulmates  oh_my_heart  wc:35_000-40_000  [NC-17]  a:bleep0bleep 
january 2015 by adelate
Come with Me and Walk the Longest Mile
Derek finds the kid behind a convenience store in Nebraska, cornered between the building and the dumpster. He's pale and skinny, hair cropped short in a ragged buzzcut that's starting to grow out, and gripping a baseball bat studded with nails. There are three prowlers pacing back and forth in front of him, another one beaten into a mushy pile on the ground at his feet. When one of the prowlers darts in, the kid lifts the bat and waits, steely-eyed and calm, so patient that for a moment Derek thinks he waited too long, he fucked up, he's a goner.

Finally the kid swings, connects, tears most of the prowler's face off with one vicious thwack! It staggers back and falls, thrashing on the ground as the last two prowlers come at him at the same time, one from each side.

Derek knows better than to risk his own neck to help someone else, but it's one kid against all those prowlers, and he's already taken down two. It looks like he'd have a fighting chance if he had a little help.

Derek shifts as he grabs his crowbar out of the truck, joins the fray, and it's all over in seconds.
fic  slash  Teen_Wolf  AU  Derek/Stiles  zombie!AU  heat  omegas  road_trip  wc:35_000-40_000  [NC-17]  a:DevilDoll 
january 2015 by adelate
Darling It Is No Joke
The first thing Stiles thinks when he opens the door is that it's not his birthday, but someone has sent him some kind of cop stripper. The guy is — god, he's breathtakingly hot, and Stiles is just not this lucky in life. When he moved back to Beacon Hills after college, he had resigned himself to basically not getting laid for the two years he planned to stay.

Fortunately, Stiles just stares with his mouth open like a complete goober instead of voicing any of this.

Then Mr. Cop Stripper actually tips his hat at Stiles and says politely, "Is the Sheriff at home?"

Oh god oh god real cop, of course he's here to see Stiles' dad. "Oh, yeah, just — would you like to come in? He'll be right down."

The guy looks at the door frame and then frowns at him. "You really shouldn't invite strangers into your home, you know."

Stiles bristles at that. "Oh my god, seriously? I'm not a kid, I promise you, but if you'd like to condescend to me some more, feel free to stay on the porch."

Of course Stiles' dad chooses that moment to come clattering down the stairs. "Derek! You're a little early. Stiles, why did you leave him on the porch?"

Stiles makes a face at him that he hopes appropriately conveys that Derek is on the porch because he's a jerk. A really, really hot jerk. "Well, dad, you always told me not to open the door for people I don't know," Stiles says sweetly.

His dad gives him a look. "Derek, come on in. This is my son, Stiles. Stiles, this is Derek Hale, my new deputy."

"Pleased to meet you," Derek says, flashing Stiles a smile with too many teeth, and then takes one deliberate step inside.
fic  slash  Teen_Wolf  Derek/Stiles  AU  cops  deputy  scenting_kink  hot_like_burning  Sheriff_Stilinski  Scott_McCall  h/c  wc:10_000-15_000  [NC-17]  a:thehoyden 
january 2015 by adelate

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