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Lay Thee Sinner, 'Neath The Cross And Pole by ElysiumLeo (The_Nerd_Alert), The_Nerd_Alert
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
13 Dec 2025
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Aziraphale questioned how he got to this point in his life. With a quick mental check, he realised that there were four uncomfortable truths he had to come to terms with in very quick succession:
1. He was 50 years old, and had never done anything as insane as this in his quiet, celibate life.
2. There was a pretty obvious reason why he'd reluctantly chosen a career as a priest.
3. He didn’t particularly hate the fact that his bastard friend thought a strip club was a good idea to celebrate his Golden Birthday.
4. He might be irrevocably in love with the half naked, 30-something redhead currently giving him a lap dance in the middle of said strip club.
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04 Aug 2025
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“Come on,” Jane said, tapping the table. “Don’t get distracted. The quicker we start, the quicker I’m going to win.”
“Yeah, right,” Lisbon said, sitting back down opposite Jane. “You think I didn’t use your absence to practice?”
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Jane and Lisbon are trapped on a mountain during a storm and there's nothing else for them to do except to play poker.Bookmarked by ozita
12 Jan 2025
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“Howl, for goodness’ sake!” Sophie snapped. “What is it?”
“…I can’t sleep.”
“Yes, I’ve noticed that.”
“Have you? Nothing escapes your wrinkled ears, it seems.”
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- Part 1 of LullabyKnell's HMC Fics
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20 Dec 2024
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fighting in only your army (frontlines, don't you ignore me) by magnetichearts
Fandoms: The Mentalist
19 Jan 2024
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“You know I don’t like tea.”
“Well, you’ve hardly let me make you tea. I guarantee you you’ll like mine."
Lisbon scoffs, ripping open a packet and pouring it into her coffee. “Right. I bet you say that to all the girls,” she says as she grabs a stirrer.
“Not all the girls,” Jane says, and she can practically hear the smirk in his voice. “Just you.”
or; jane, lisbon, and the moments in-between
(title from "you're losing me" by taylor swift)
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06 Dec 2024
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The simple truth of it was that Jane was scared. It was an unusual and wholly unwelcome feeling, one that Jane was unaccustomed to. He knew that Lisbon expected sex, that she was waiting for it. The idea that she might have certain expectations of him was frightening. He was out of practice, out of his comfort zone, and overcome by the depth of his own desire for her.
The sure-footed, arrogant Jane that she'd known for the last fourteen years had no standing here. He felt embarrassingly like a teenage boy around her now. Poised on a hair trigger, unable to gather his composure.
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02 Dec 2024