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  1. Rec 26

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    It’s not an official club.

    It’s senior year and Tuesday afternoons sees Fig and Gorgug with a weekly jam sesh and Kristen with GSA meetings and Riz putting in hours at his heaven work-study. When everyone breaks at the end of the day to head off to their activities, it’s Fabian and Adaine with nowhere in particular to go.

    Somewhere along the line, club meetings start to have a surprising amount of kissing.

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    14 Apr 2025

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    “That’s…you’re fucking with me,” Ed insists, completely shell-shocked. “That’s not the end.”

    “It is,” Stede murmurs apologetically.

    “That…that can’t be the end.”

    “I’m sorry, Ed,” Stede says, and he really does sound sorry, which only solidifies the cold, leaden feeling in Ed’s gut. “That’s all there is. That’s the end.”

    (OR: Stede tells Ed a bedtime story. Ed doesn't cope well with things ending before they're supposed to. A bittersweet final farewell to our hopes of a season 3, and a hopeful message to artists and storytellers in need of a pick-me-up. Love you xx)

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    10 Mar 2024

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    cried real actual tears

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    Must he spell it out for him? “You could…” Aziraphale looks him up and down, then cocks his head towards the poncy fellow up on the balcony, raising his brows pointedly. “You know.”

    Possess him? Crowley frowns and asks, “You think so?”

    Aziraphale nods, eyes wide. The visual alone has instantly vaporized any alcohol content in his body.

    “I—well.” Crowley considers it, then winces. “I haven’t actually poked inside someone since… oh, gotta be 71, I think. Antoine Gay. Bollocksed that one up.”

    Aziraphale blinks, taken aback. In his (admittedly frequent) imaginings of Crowley in bed, he never envisioned him as the ‘poker’, necessarily. He seemed like he’d much rather enjoy getting poked instead. Repeatedly. Passionately. Perhaps up against an opulent pillar.

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    Crowley doesn’t remember heaven, but Aziraphale remembers him.

    originally published 2019-03-21. edited and updated 2020-05-19.

    the following fic has not been modified from its original version. it has been transferred to a different account.

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    “Have you ever had a dream about someone that changes the way you think of them?”

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    adrien has a dream about marinette

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