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Blitzø steals a couch with a pullout mattress for Stolas. Stolas is just glad Blitzø won't have to sleep on his beanbag chair anymore.
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16 Dec 2024
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(obscenely late submission for stolitz week 2024; hurt/comfort)
Blitzø is nothing like Stella, and he proves this to Stolas, time and time again.
Or: A deep-dive comparison piece into 5 different scenarios faced in both Stolas’ relationship with Stella and with Blitzo.
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12 Dec 2024
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“Fuck,” Stolas breathed, burying his hands in his hair. He was shaking. There was not a feather in his body that wasn’t ruffled from pure, undiluted arousal.
He was so fucking beautiful he barely seemed real.
“Alright,” said Blitzø, running his hands under Stolas’ thighs to grab his ass. “Hips up, pretty bird.”
He didn’t give Stolas a chance to process what was happening. Bending down as much as the tiny space allowed, he propped Stolas’ thighs on his shoulders and snaked his tongue out to lap at the inside of a thigh.
Or: after the Imp City Pride Parade, Blitzø and Stolas have lots of sex in the back of the van.
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12 Dec 2024
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Insatiable by lacy_reads
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
17 Jun 2024
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Aziraphale's just doing a little spring cleaning. Crowley decides that the desk she's tidying can be used for much, much better purposes.
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04 Dec 2024
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I'd Rather Fuck It Out by azirapapa
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
20 Sep 2024
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“You’ve been wound up all night, angel,” Crowley murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of Aziraphale's ear.
Crowley’s fingers pressed against Aziraphale’s waist, tugging him that fraction closer, and it was enough to send another shiver down the angel’s spine. Aziraphale’s breath caught in his throat, and for a short time, the argument seemed to dissolve into the charged air between them. But then, predictably, Aziraphale couldn’t resist—couldn’t help but pick at the frayed threads of their usual back-and-forth.
Aziraphale narrowed his eyes, though the effect was slightly undermined by the way his pulse hammered in his throat. “You can’t possibly think this—this—will address our disagreement.”
Crowley’s smirk widened, all sharp angles and devilish intent. “Oh, I think it’ll address something. It’ll certainly shut you up for a bit, won’t it?” His voice dropped lower, rough around the edges, the teasing laced with heat now. “Besides, I’d rather fuck the argument out of you than listen to another bloody lecture about proper directions.”
“Crowley!”
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02 Dec 2024