This fic is written for the Good Omens Fairy Tale MiniBang, with art by @babyrubysoho
CW: explicit smut, very slight dub-con thanks to the influence of Crowely’s temptation, non-consensual drugging by a third party (not related to sex), eventual monsterfucking
Summary: Aziraphale is a writer of epic poetry, or at least he desires to be. He finds he’s unable to find his words so he seeks out the goddess Calliope to gift him inspiration. Calliope doesn’t answer his call, but another muse comes. Crowley, the son of the muse of love poetry, Erato, takes a liking to Aziraphale and offers himself up.
Chinese weighlifter Li Wenwen successfully defended her title, winning the gold medal in the women's over 81kg category at the Paris Olympics on Sunday!
In her private life, the Li is actually a fan of traditional Chinese Hanfa.
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(Saw this post on Facebook and loved it, and since Facebook always steals Tumblr posts, I figure I can do the reverse and steal this Facebook post)
the arrangement is more what you'd call "guidelines" than actual rules...
part 4 of my ineffable kisses series - imagining some kisses throughout time that went decidedly better than That Kiss did...
<< start || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 - golden age of piracy || part 5 - ??
i personally don't believe aziraphale would be a naval officer in the golden age of piracy, but would instead adopt a kind of 'stede bonnet' approach to piracy that results in him being invariably captured and needing to be rescued several times over - that is, until crowley can physically pick him up and place him on land, under strict instructions never to board a ship ever again 🩷