#mind the rating

[gaiaseyes451]

Return to Eden - Chapter 1 (of 2)

TW/CW: Dubcon, Explicit

Published a new angst laden smut piece for the ineffable smut war over at @goodomensafterdark.

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley have averted the Second Coming and are trying to pick-up the pieces of their relationship when Aziraphale becomes plagued by nightmares. While Crowley tries to comfort him, Aziraphale is not honest about what - or who - he sees in his dreams.

Okay, a couple things on this one. First, Return to Eden can be read alone but it will make more sense (and be more impactful) if you've read Fractured and Shatter first - they're all part of the Before Eden There Was a Garden Series.

Second, please, mind the tags on this one! This will have a happy ending and I'm working on the second (and last) chapter now but be aware it is dubcon, and there is no resolution at the moment.

Head over to AO3 to read the entire piece (in the end notes I give more info on the dubcon and I tell you how to read the story if you want/need to skip the smut).

A content safe excerpt (continue reading on AO3): ~*~*~

Sleep had never been particularly high on Aziraphale’s list of Earthly indulgences. He had no real intention of changing this until Crowley had pressed the issue after the Second Coming. 

‘Angel,’ he had whispered, cupping Aziraphale’s face in his hands and rubbing his thumbs over the thin skin bruised from exhaustion. Aziraphale looked up and was met with the full intensity of Crowley’s beautiful, golden eyes, open and concerned and devoted. ‘Angel, please. I’ve never seen you like this. Rest, just rest.’ 

The next morning Aziraphale woke to find Crowley in his arms, soft breaths warmed and cooled a spot on his shoulder, the demon’s long red hair sprawled across both pillows. He was so beautiful, so vulnerable, so trusting; Aziraphale began to think he may understand the appeal of sleep, after all.

Then the nightmares began.

Over the weeks the dreams occurred nearly nightly. He was always in ‘Eden’. He was never alone. There was always another, an angel, just out of reach, out of sight. 

Aziraphale spent the nights chasing the angel, reaching to grasp his hand or robe or wing. He ran after him praying for a glimpse of him. But the angel eluded him, stubbornly hidden, always just out of reach. Aziraphale could not say the color of his eyes or hair, could not describe his height nor frame, yet the timbre of his voice, the rumble of his laughter, the tenderness of his embrace was etched on Aziraphale’s bones. He knew his companion—No. If he were honest with himself Aziraphale knew this angel was more than a companion. The angel was Aziraphale’s partner, ever present, never seen, always felt. He knew this angel in every way that mattered. 

The angel was the source of the joy in ‘Eden’. 

He was also the reason Aziraphale’s dreams ended in despair.

Aziraphale had never felt as whole as he did next to this spectre, yet each dream ended the same way: the angel was ripped from him, sometimes agonizingly slowly so Aziraphale was forced to feel him fade over time, the knowledge that there was nothing he could do poisoning their precious remaining moments. Other times he was taken so abruptly it felt as if he had simply been blinked out of existence. The loneliness when the dreams faded was suffocating, Aziraphale turned towards Crowley night after night for comfort, burrowing into the sharp angles of his shoulder and neck, seeking a small hollow in which to hide.

Crowley had always welcomed him, opening his arms to give his angel a safe, private place to cry silent tears. It was one of the few times Crowley did not ask questions and Aziraphale had never offered an explanation. Each night they had held one another as they both slipped back to sleep.

But tonight there was no rest to be had.

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A huge thanks to my poor beta's who signed up for smut and got angst along with it: @the-literal-kj, @hakunahistata, @imgoingslightlymad81

#good omens #good omens fanfic #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #ineffable smut war #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #my fic writing #my fanfiction #mind the tags #mind the rating #good omens 2

[dawnrider]

As part of the Hanyou Holidays Series, I give you a very quickly written mostly smoots installment for Easter. Because what's better than being like bunnies on Easter?! 😏

Easter Puppy Bunny on AO3

#dawnrider fanfiction #inuyasha fanfiction #inuyasha #inukag #kagome #Hanyou Holidays Series #Mind the rating

[yamisnuffles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Muriel (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Smut, Porn with Feelings, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Angst and Porn, Angst, Post-Season/Series 02, Blow Jobs Summary:

Post Season 2

Crowley can't keep away from the bookshop. It hurts seeing another angel in place of his own but not enough to keep him away. As it turns out, he's not the only one who can't keep away and, unlike him, Aziraphale isn't in search of wine.

#good omens #gos2 #gos2 spoilers #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #azicrow #ineffable husbands #fic #my writing #mind the rating #and the tags #sad smut was inevitable I suppose #it's not even good but I had a dream #literally #and could not be satisfied until it was written

[konigscrusade]

Midnight Ocean: Update

Fandom: Hades (Game) Pairing: Thanzag Rating: E Status: In progress Word count: 567,179 Tags:  alternate universe, romance, mystery, secret identity, strangers to lovers, marriage of convenience, fake/pretend relationship, domestic, hurt/comfort, gentleness, family secrets, self-discovery, inspired by eros and psyche, first time, cuddling, sharing a bed

“Please consider what I’m about to say. Think of it as you return to your mother. You must put as much thought into it as you can. Will you? Please, promise me you will.” “Yes! Whatever it is, I’ll consider it.” “Eventually Lord Hades will have mercy upon you. He will. I know that must sound strange—the most severe of the gods showing mercy where his kindred won’t—but it’s the truth. The Olympians are more… unreliable. The only way I can see to protect the Underworld and in turn you and your mother is this: Bind yourself to me.” His hands tremble. He brushes his thumb along the crook of Zag’s throat, so very sweet, even when he’s rigid with tension. “Wed me.” Raised by his mother far away from both Olympus and the Underworld, a strange series of events leads Zagreus to meeting a faceless, nameless Chthonic god.

Start from the beginning or go to the latest chapter, 96.

#fanfiction #hades game #thanzag #zagreus #thanatos #my writing #midnight ocean #mind the rating #zagthan

[fagziraphale]

alright, its as done as it's going to get

#mind the rating #good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #fic

[verfound]

FIC: Coffee Shop Soundtrack: 10/11 (MLB; Luka)

Notes: @goldenlaurelleaveswrites saved this chapter. 🖤🖤🖤 I was so close to scrapping it all if not for her. One more to go!

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9

Song URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEYiUjfVKj4

Coffee Shop Soundtrack

Chapter Ten: That Saturday He Started to Breathe Again

The rest of the meal seemed to pass in a blur.

…it was a good blur, though, compared to the blur the rest of the week had been.  A happy blur.  One filled with laughter, and smiles, and more than a few awkward blushes and secret smiles.

Mateo had joined them for drinks – and appetizers – as he caught up with the family.  For all the times that Luka had been to the restaurant with Marinette, this was the first time he was actually meeting the man, and he was surprised to learn how close they all really were.  Tom had said they were old university buddies, but it turned out Mateo was actually Tom’s roommate through those years – and the reason he had met Sabine.

“This goof could not string two coherent words together around her,” Mateo laughed, slapping a hand against Tom’s back.  “She worked at her parent’s restaurant, making the desserts.  It was love at first sweetheart cake!”

“…sweetheart cake?” Luka asked, looking at Marinette.  She giggled and leaned in, ignoring the old argument Tom and Mateo were falling into (“It was not – I loved her for more than her baking!”).

“It’s a sweet melon pastry,” she said.  There was a glimmer in her eye as she leaned in and kissed his cheek.  “Maman’s are the best.  I’ll make them for you sometime.”

“I thought it was love at first sweetheart ice cream?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow at her.  Sabine chuckled as she patted his shoulder.

“You’ve met Tom, dear,” she said, smiling at the arguing friends across the table.  “He’s such a hopeless romantic.  It’s sweetheart everything with him.”

#miraculous ladybug #luka couffaine #marinette dupain-cheng #lukanette #endgame lukanette #lukanette endgame #ml fic #ver fic #coffee shop soundtrack #angst #family drama #daddy issues #healing #hard conversations are had #mind the rating #after everything they just kept trying to jump each other #I gave up fighting them #🙄

[shortstak87]

#kisseltoedecember #acgas 2020 #secret santa 2023 #acgasfanchallenge #siegfried x audrey #all creatures great and small #mind the rating #smut

[bunnyseahorse-blog]

Blistered Heart Chapter Six teaser ;)

Aziraphale likes order. He likes praise, and most of all he likes being a part of something bigger, something good.

However, this wasn’t right. He can’t do this anymore, be a follower, a lemming, when his own path parted ways from what he’s always known. He can see it now with the help of Crowley, and what they’ve shown each other, given each other.

“Mind, body, what’s left of my soul. S’all yours Angel. Always has been.”

Aziraphale looks down at his white desk in that pure blank space. It feels empty here, because to him it is now. On his desk are the plans for the Second Coming, and a key to the South Downs Cottage.

Aziraphale puts the key gently to his mouth, not quite a kiss, but close enough.

I’ll be home soon, Dearest.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands #mind the rating #to be posted soon!

[theonewhonothingknows]

MIND THE RATING!!!!! don't like don't read.

#I can't believe I'm actually managing to write my power rangers fic #well #it's going! #power rangers 2017 #mind the rating #don't like don't read #tomberly

[cricketnationrise]

do going platinum alex and henry ever do streams/videos together and do they tell the other viewers that the mysterious man is h? i loved that story SO much

yes, they do partner streams in the future

(yes I'm going to write at least one, but i won't have time to start until probably january)

undecided about the reveal of alex's partner as H to the viewers, but i think probably??? i just feel like alex would need to call him something that isn't his actual name and H feels like the perfect fit for that

(also then the chat would go INSANE when they realized)

i'm so glad you loved the fic, thank you so much for reaching out!

Going Platinum (20k, E)

#cricket chirps #Anonymous #going platinum #mind the rating

[yespumpkindoodlesthings]

Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis Characters: Cameron Klein, Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Jane Foster, Sharon Carter Additional Tags: whoops, Darcy speculates on Cap's preferences, accidentally stumbles on some truth, this is why you're not supposed to talk about this stuff at work, poor steve, Darcy NO, Past Sharon Carter/Steve Rogers Summary:

Darcy voices her theories about Captain America's sex life to Cameron Klein. Whoops. She probably shouldn't have said that.

#shieldshock #steve x darcy #completed fic #MIND THE RATING #update

[gaiaseyes451]

Return to Eden - Chapter 3 - Final Chapter!

Chapter 3 - the final chapter! - of Return to Eden is live. Our story from @goodomensafterdark is now complete. I may visit this universe again in the future, but the story has a definitive resolution now (for all my WIP adverse folks and those who avoid angst before the comfort is written :) ).

Also, there is art at the end of the story - the piece that inspired Return From Eden was a gift from the r/GoodOmensAfterDark Secret Santa. Go check out the artist, copics_on_copypaper over on insta!

Return to Eden is rated Explicit, this chapter is Mature. Please, mind the tags for Chapter 1.

This work can be read alone, but it will make more sense (and be more impactful) if you've read Fractured and Shatter first - they're all part of the Before Eden There Was a Garden Series.

Summary: Crowley and Aziraphale averted the second coming and were trying to pick up the pieces of their relationship when Aziraphale became plagued with nightmares. After hearing Aziraphale murmur a phrase from a previous life in his sleep, Crowley went in search of the one place that may be able to set everything right. Now Aziraphale must decide how much he wants to know and if he wants to remember at all.

Excerpt (Continue reading on AO3):

~*~*~

Aziraphale stepped up to the wall, tentatively ran his hand over the stones he’d placed in the Eastern Gate, smoother now after eons of wear deep in the Earth’s mantle. The wall was low, worn down such that it resembled a border around a garden bed more than the formidable structure of Biblical times. “Why did you bring me here?”

Crowley paused, his expression both sorrowful and hopeful. His eyes roamed over Aziraphale’s face, as if he were trying to recall and memorize every expression. “Shall we go in?”

“Eden,” Azraphale whispered and he took the first tentative step over the ruins as Crowley followed.

The garden was familiar yet foreign. The path leading from the Eastern gate to the center of Eden was visible but overgrown by vining ground cover and grasses. The lushness of what had once been a carefully curated paradise had been allowed to flourish unrestrained. Tree limbs intertwined creating a canopy over the path that blocked the stars from view and could hide an angel and demon from curious eyes. The night blooms of primrose and gardenia and jasmine created a heady perfume as they competed with the day flowers and shrubs for their chance to thrive. 

Aziraphale wandered down the path in silence. Even in its overrun state he knew Eden. He recalled delighting in the blooms and birdsong, eyeing the serpent of Eden warily before making his acquaintance on the wall, guiding Adam and Eve down this path to be exiled through the Eastern gate. These memories he recognized, they were familiar and bracing—he had turned them over in his mind time after time until they were worn, smooth and comfortable. He was unprepared for the flashes of other recollections, fleeting and rapid like lightning, illuminating what he knew into sharp contrast to what he had once known. Before he could grasp the flashes, make sense of the fragments they plunged back into the darkness.

“Crowley, I can’t do this.”

A firm hand on his bicep turned Aziraphale toward the demon and he looked into his earnest, golden eyes. “You can, Angel. One step at a time. I’m here.”

Aziraphale slowly shook his head. “This is too much. I can’t- it’s all running together. Like that night- I don’t,” he paused. “I don’t trust myself to know what’s real and what’s not.”

“Then trust me.” His voice was soft but brokered no argument. “Sometimes the only way forward is through.”

Aziraphale wasn’t listening, his eyes had locked onto a patch of sweet peas that had grown unruly; the shoots casting tendrils on the surrounding plants as a makeshift trellis. He knelt on the path beside the plant, wrapping the delicate tendril around his index finger, contemplating the wafer-thin petals of the white flowers. Crowley watched him, silent and waiting.

~*~*~

As always, a huge thanks to my beta readers @the-literal-kj and @hakunahistata!

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #good omens fanfic #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #aziracrow #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #my fic writing #my fic #my fanfiction #mind the tags #mind the rating

[aeshnalacrymosa]

This fic was originally written from 2015 to 2018, but I never posted it anywhere because I left it unfinished when I got close to the climax. I no longer intend to finish it.

When Katniss and Peeta succeed in their suicide at the Hunger Games, Prim becomes the Mockingjay of District 13.

#unfinished fic #aeshna's fics #hunger games fic #hunger games fanfiction #primrose everdeen #mind the tags #mind the rating

[mtreebeardiles]

Shore Leave: Things Not Said

Full piece over on AO3!

This chapter officially bumped this fics’ ratings up to Explicit just to be on the safe side -- still don’t find my language very graphic, but it’s more overt than I usually do so wanted to adjust and tag accordingly. Fluffy smut is still smut after all -- and if anything needs to be adjusted/fixed on that front, feedback is always welcome :)

There were certain things about Everett Shepard that Kaidan didn’t think he'd tire of anytime soon, or, quite possibly, ever. 

 Some of those things had taken him by surprise -- like his propensity for mischief, a playfulness he would've found hard to imagine when he'd first met the man. Commander Shepard was a bit stiff, a lot polite, and definitely bland. Everett Shepard, on the other hand, was a god damned menace, slipping in clever turns of phrase when least expected, pranks and teases that revealed how well he did know the people serving under him. Soft smiles in the aftermath of jokes well done and well timed and it was easy to see the man cared more than the Commander persona let on. 

 Other things had been less surprising but no less delightful to learn. Kaidan's confirmation that yes, Evvy's hands were indeed holdable, definitely kissable, and he'd spent many hours engaged in both pursuits while his partner worked on reports or read aloud in those quiet, stolen evenings and nights when they could sequester themselves in his quarters. He'd been quick to learn the variety of sighs he could pull from the other man, too, massaging his palms, his wrists, along his fingers, tension spots worked loose and grateful kisses earned after. 

 Everett Shepard, Kaidan had learned in those first few weeks of shy tentativeness, was a study in different kinds of intimacy. The soft kind, with fingers laced together; the engaged kind, talking for hours on end about everything and nothing, well past the point of the small talk Kaidan found so painful at the best of times and firmly into the territory of listening, of companionable quiets, of a natural ebb and flow in their conversations. The sweet kind, often literally, sugar caught on lips and tongues with each kiss after a late-night baking session. 

 The vulnerable kind, too, the kind that gave testament to the trust he put in Kaidan -- with his words, with his time, with his touch. Communication clear and boundaries set and Kaidan was grateful for the bluntness, for the reality that sometimes Everett would not be in the mood, possibly more often than Kaidan may have been used to, a kernel of hurt buried deep beneath the words that Kaidan soothed with patience, with understanding. No demands, no guilt, no pressure, everything in their own time and he'd meant what he said:

 The company was what mattered most. 

#my writing #Everett Shepard #Kaidan Alenko #mshenko #Shore Leave #mass effect #mind the rating #mind the tags

[konigscrusade]

Midnight Ocean: Update

Fandom: Hades (Game) Pairing: Thanzag Rating: E Status: In progress Word count: 580,225 Tags:  alternate universe, romance, mystery, secret identity, strangers to lovers, marriage of convenience, fake/pretend relationship, domestic, hurt/comfort, gentleness, family secrets, self-discovery, inspired by eros and psyche, first time, cuddling, sharing a bed

“Please consider what I’m about to say. Think of it as you return to your mother. You must put as much thought into it as you can. Will you? Please, promise me you will.” “Yes! Whatever it is, I’ll consider it.” “Eventually Lord Hades will have mercy upon you. He will. I know that must sound strange—the most severe of the gods showing mercy where his kindred won’t—but it’s the truth. The Olympians are more… unreliable. The only way I can see to protect the Underworld and in turn you and your mother is this: Bind yourself to me.” His hands tremble. He brushes his thumb along the crook of Zag’s throat, so very sweet, even when he’s rigid with tension. “Wed me.” Raised by his mother far away from both Olympus and the Underworld, a strange series of events leads Zagreus to meeting a faceless, nameless Chthonic god.

Start from the beginning or go to the latest chapter, 97.

#fanfiction #hades game #thanzag #zagreus #thanatos #my writing #midnight ocean #mind the rating #zagthan

[terrainofheartfelt]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gossip Girl (TV 2007) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nate Archibald/Jenny Humphrey Characters: Jenny Humphrey, Nate Archibald Additional Tags: Smut, Porn With Plot, Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff, a sort of…bonus chapter if you will, in which they break nate’s bed, nate’s misadventures with independent adulthood, with jenny’s amused encouragement Series: Part 2 of fever dream high Summary:

It’s quite something, to have a crush come true, but it’s even better than that, the reality of being with Nate far outshines any picture Jenny’s sketched out in her head.

#oops i did it again #jenny humphrey #nate archibald #jenate #jenate fic #gossip girl #mind the rating #please read responsibly #trying to post this to make way for other projects in my docs & in my brain #but this one was fun! #liz is a writer i guess #liz's ficz