bendingsignpost



Recent works

Recent series

  1. Summary

    Fics prompted on tumblr, not necessarily related to each other.

    Words:
    44,007
    Works:
    22
    Bookmarks:
    42
  2. Words:
    213,544
    Works:
    2
    Bookmarks:
    31
  3. Words:
    7,136
    Works:
    2
    Bookmarks:
    34
  4. Words:
    4,882
    Works:
    2
  5. Summary

    Hank and Connor, attempting a relationship. Sometimes, the warm fuzzies inside are a bit more like gnawing beasts, but you get what you get.

    Words:
    29,528
    Works:
    3
    Bookmarks:
    233

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Prompt: "humiliation kink by way of compliment, Aziraphale gets Crowley hot and bothered by accusing him of goodness."

     

    It’s a chilly day in November of 1987, and Aziraphale badly wants a drink.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,081
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    2
    Comments:
    149
    Kudos:
    2448
    Bookmarks:
    468
    Hits:
    13220

    14 Jul 2019

  2. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    It's like having a curtain pulled back on something he wasn't expecting to see. A surprise punch-and-judy at an up-scale restaurant, a lobster thermidor when he's ordered an ale.

    Crowley's gleefully trying to wrap his head around the fact that Aziraphale is speaking Polari. Because of course he is.

    Or: The Patron Saint of London's LGBT Community is real, and he lives in Soho.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,783
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    232
    Kudos:
    3183
    Bookmarks:
    835
    Hits:
    15953

    27 Jun 2019

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    It began, like most memorable events in Crowley’s life did, with a bad decision; like most bad decisions, it involved poor impulse control and copious amounts of alcohol. The Antichrist had been born, and he put on lipstick and kitten heels to deal with it, but knew that the clock was ticking, and at times when time was slipping away, it helped to hold onto a bottle of gin.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,748
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    322
    Kudos:
    3039
    Bookmarks:
    623
    Hits:
    19377

    17 Jun 2019

  4. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    "Oh," Aziraphale says. "I think Crowley might have moved in with me."

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,867
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    439
    Kudos:
    12326
    Bookmarks:
    2620
    Hits:
    67509

    15 Jun 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 67

    Tags
    Summary

    “Ah,” Aziraphale said, and his fingers settled over Crowley’s where they locked over his belly. “And I— Er. Well. That is to say… I might have bought something.”

    “Bought something?” Crowley repeated.

    “Well, an armchair. For the library.”

    There was a guilty pause, and Crowley sighed, pressing his forehead to the back of the angel’s neck.

    “It’s tartan, isn’t it?” he asked, defeatedly.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,452
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    47
    Kudos:
    671
    Bookmarks:
    67
    Hits:
    4630

    10 Jun 2019

Navigation