10 Works by sobakasu

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    “You do understand this is a job, don’t you? It’s a publicity stunt, not an actual relationship.”

    When their contract was up, Fahey would be another person that walked away, considerably richer and without a single look back.

    “Just because it’s work, doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it.” Fahey insists.

    - - Wylan is the public face of Van Eck Industries and Jesper is an up-and-coming model hired to act as his boyfriend.

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    English
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    13/13
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    303
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    Andrew swallows the crushed bits of hardened sugar down and then speaks in a droll, uninterested voice. “Unless you’re offering to be a chew toy, shut up. Your opinion is unwanted and unappreciated.”

    Or; Andrew uses Neil's body as a way to kick a bad habit.

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    Chapters:
    1/1
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    The first time they’d run into each other, it had been an accident.
    The second time they met had been only half accident.
    The third time was on purpose.
    - - -
    After suffering a near death experience, Noah is adrift in the world. Through chance meetings, that seem more than coincidental, Noah learns there might be more to hold on to in this life.

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    English
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    13,559
    Chapters:
    4/?
    Comments:
    6
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    23
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    4
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    “I don’t plan to be long. You should go back to bed, Lucien.” He adds, feeling a slight sting in his chest, guilt prickling.

    Had Lucien woken and thought him gone again? He’d need to work harder to prove he wasn’t going to just disappear once more.

    Lucien gives a thoughtful hum, one of his hands moving calmly to rest over Stephen’s hip. “I could, yes, but you see - my lover seems to have absconded with a rather favorite shirt of mine. I can’t help but notice that satirical choice includes fuck all else.”

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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
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    67
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    7
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    Restraint.

    It was never a strong point for Jesper when he’d been mortal. It wasn’t something that had improved much after the bite, either.

     

    Or ; the one where Jesper is a vampire and Wylan is his shining sun.

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    English
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    Chapters:
    1/1
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    10
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    99
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    15
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    1,559
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    When he meets Jesper Fahey everything is a disaster from day one.

    A gay disaster - but also -

    He ends up breaking a dinner plate he'd been washing when the man comes bounding through like a whirlwind. It's one from a set that doesn't belong to him, and when Kaz informs him the cost to replace the set, Wylan feels like he might vomit. Who kept dishware worth one thousand kruge just casually tucked away in the communal cupboards?!

    It's a full series of mishaps and accidents that follow afterwards.

    Language:
    English
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    110,743
    Chapters:
    26/26
    Comments:
    75
    Kudos:
    296
    Bookmarks:
    58
    Hits:
    13,483
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    A moment in time between Crowley and Aziraphale;
    or, that time Crowley lost her virginity before getting her first kiss.

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    English
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    4,888
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
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    17
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    217
    Bookmarks:
    31
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    2,461
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    It wasn’t as if he couldn’t tell his seemingly listless wanderings worried Aziraphale. Words never passed between them on it, but more often in the past weeks the angel would be waiting on the back porch. Aziraphale would scan the beach for the familiar cut of a lanky figure with fire touched hair, a balled up fist lowering from his chest only when he became visible again. Aziraphale would then disappear into the cottage before Crowley made it up the trail from the beach.

    Crowley didn’t need to see Aziraphale’s expressions in these moments with perfect clarity to know how it was crinkled. How those teeth fussed at a lower lip. Crowley didn’t need to see anything to feel the discourse he was causing between them by straying too far. By disappearing from sight for even such a short expanse of time. Aziraphale would say nothing when Crowley stepped in besides, “Mind the sand - use the rug, please.” and Crowley would nod, scrape his feet clean.

    There’d be no talk of his time away. Instead they’d drink some wine, maybe go out on the town for a proper meal. There was never any talk about all of this.

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    English
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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    11
    Kudos:
    104
    Bookmarks:
    19
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    He is not a man who allows anyone into his mind.

    His walls are laid thick and unforgiving. Spiked with snide remarks and hot sneers. They are cemented in bitterness and cold knowledge. Meant to be used as weapons to protect the fragile, crippled mass of man hiding deep within the maze of his own toxic emotions.

    The drift is nothing he has ever experienced. Everything he has never wanted, and yet it is everything. Catching glimpses of Newton’s mind is like a too sweet candy that has trapped itself in your teeth. That no matter how hard you pick at it the sugared mass is just stuck there, boring a cavity in its place that is impossible to fill by any reasonable means.

    Language:
    English
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    7,761
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    3
    Kudos:
    95
    Bookmarks:
    13
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    1,177
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    Breathing isn’t of much importance to their bodies. Crowley commands focus on it all the same.

    In, out, one, two, again and again.

    Breathing is something living things do and each greedy intake of air reminds him of it. He’d watched Aziraphale’s chest rise and fall too, the desperation in his eyes hidden behind his glasses. They’d enjoyed a bottle of wine on the way to Crowley’s flat, sat close on the bus so that they were touching from hip to knee to heel. Neither of them talked of it. Talked of anything much at all, but the solid presence against his leg had let him know he wasn’t alone.

    It is roughly ten thirty PM on a Saturday night.

    The night that Armageddon didn’t.

    They are three bottles of wine in and Aziraphale is rambling.

    Language:
    English
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    9,386
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Comments:
    42
    Kudos:
    316
    Bookmarks:
    61
    Hits:
    3,501

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