Community Recs Post!
Dec. 10th, 2020 09:09 amEvery Thursday, we have a community recs post, like this one, where you can drop a rec or five in the comments. This works great if you only have one rec and don't want to make a post for it, or if you don't have a DW account to make posts of your own, or if you're shy. :)
(But don't forget, you're also welcomed to post recs to the comm seven days a week. :D)
So, what cool fic/vid/art have we discovered this week? Drop it in the comments below! Anon comment is enabled.
(But don't forget, you're also welcomed to post recs to the comm seven days a week. :D)
So, what cool fic/vid/art have we discovered this week? Drop it in the comments below! Anon comment is enabled.
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Date: 2020-12-10 02:33 pm (UTC)Word Count: 1023
Fandom: Good omens (TV)
Rating: E
Warnings: No Archive Warning Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley
Summary: After the thermos was delivered, the tension of a hundred years of fear and pain crackled between them like fireworks. Then it snapped, popping and sizzling, catching flame in a burst of desire. They hadn’t even made it under the sheets this time.
Reccer's Note: This fic ponders what if Aziraphale and Crowley had been having sex all along, but they don't realize that the other's feelings go so much deeper than the physical. The author describes it as porn with feelings, which it basically is. This takes place after Aziraphale gave Crowley the thermos of holy water, so there is a lot of worrying and anxiety on Aziraphale's part. The whole thing has a rather bittersweet feel to it.
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Date: 2020-12-10 04:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-10 06:24 pm (UTC)