elanoides



Recent works

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark 2

    Tags
    Summary

    "But it wasn’t until he saw the Soltryce Academy’s library for the first time that he understood: calling those past feelings hunger was likening a firefly to fire."

    Caleb Widogast's life and identity through feast and famine.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,833
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    2
    Kudos:
    36
    Bookmarks:
    2
    Hits:
    152

    24 Aug 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 17

    Tags
    Summary

    Once he’s communed with the Wildmother, Fjord keeps wanting to do it again.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,098
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    13
    Kudos:
    156
    Bookmarks:
    17

    09 Aug 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    despite the tags this is also an amazing fjord character fic?? through caduceus’s pov even??

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    The revelation that Aziraphale might have been in love with him for thousands of years is surprising. The fact that literal books have been written on the subject comes as even more of a shock.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,733
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    582
    Kudos:
    10174
    Bookmarks:
    2254
    Hits:
    76119

    07 Aug 2019

  4. Public Bookmark *

    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:
    329
    Kudos:
    4616
    Bookmarks:
    1203
    Hits:
    25047

    07 Aug 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 11

    Tags
    Summary

    Caleb still hasn’t stirred when Fjord puts the plate and mug on the table, so he presses his palm between his shoulders, “Cay.”

    It takes a few minutes, but he stays put, hand light on Caleb’s back while he stirs and drags himself into wakefulness.

    “Mornin’, sleepy head,” he greets, when Caleb finally opens his eyes.

    -----

    a collection of soft widofjord ficlets.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,185
    Chapters:
    6/?
    Comments:
    50
    Kudos:
    124
    Bookmarks:
    11
    Hits:
    752

    04 Aug 2019