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Jewel of Tevinter by LiterallyThePresident
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
20 Dec 2024
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The Throne room of the Divine was empty, doors closed and locked tight, but there was still a possibility that someone could slip past them, that someone could press an ear to the doors and hear the sounds echoing in the massive chamber. But the possibility seemed less and less important with every second Tarquin spent cradled in Ashur’s lap with three calloused fingers buried in his cunt
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25 Jan 2025
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and in the ripe evening i wanted to be a nightingale by wizardlover
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
14 Aug 2023
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“Crowley.”
“Angel.”
“What's wrong?”
Crowley fidgets. “You can be really annoying sometimes, you know that." Aziraphale holds his silence. “I’m not… hurt.”
“But you,” Aziraphale starts, then bites his lip. “You keep… flinching. Is it—has it always…?”
“What?” Crowley’s face is really so lovingly expressive. “No! No, you—you’re fine. It’s me.”
“Crowley,” Aziraphale says, exasperated, “explain.”
“I, er, drank some poison. On accident.”
“Oh! You should have told me earlier! What is it—do you need—“
“Aziraphale. I’m not dying. But I,” and he swallows, and falls silent again.
“Would you like me to guess?”
“No! How would that be helpful? No.”
“Well what is it then?”
Crowley grumbles something. Aziraphale is quickly coming to the end of his very, very long, almost endless patience—he steps forward and grabs Crowley’s wrist and Crowley makes a noise.
It all goes very still. Aziraphale stays frozen in place, staring at Crowley with wide eyes.
“Are you,” he starts.
“You’re not hurting me,” Crowley mumbles, his face in his hands. Aziraphale makes an inquisitive noise. “I said, you’re not hurting me.”
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19 Aug 2023
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Crowley is Sulking.
If you were to ask Crowley, Crowley would insist he does not sulk. Twelve year olds sulk. Crowley broods. Crowley broods so well, in fact, that he cuts a tragic, practically Byronic figure. It is, he will go on to insist, the only thing Byronic about himself, but something he is well versed in, while completely ignoring the fact that Lord Byron, like nobody’s business, could sulk up a storm.
And the thing is, Crowley is capable of brooding, once in a blue moon. But Crowley isn’t brooding. Crowley is capital S Sulking and, eventually, Aziraphale is going to have to say something.
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08 Aug 2023
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Cleave the pin (slang, 1595) To bring a man to orgasm.
It’s a sobering thought for someone facing middle age to wrestle with, this notion one might be less than appealing in bed, and while he’d always known he was no Don Juan, Stede thought himself perfectly adequate in the art of making love. But ‘perfectly adequate,’ when facing the prospect of reuniting with the man that may very well be the love of his life, feels (pathetic, mortifying, distressing) like a quandary.
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