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dragonessasmith,
Aziraphael/Crowley, fishnet vests, 100 words
Crowley stormed around his flat while Aziraphael sat quite still on the sofa, only moving his feet out of the way occasionally.
“Where the hell is it?”
“If you’d tell me what you’re looking for I might be able to help, my dear,” the angel murmured.
“My bloody fishnet bloody top, dammit!”
Aziraphael stared at him for a moment. And went pink.
“Um?”
Crowley halted, and stared at the angel as he started to unbutton his pale blue shirt. And then his eyes widened. And his mouth was suddenly, inexplicably, dry.
“I’m afraid I thought it was a string vest…”
***
Fordementedsiren, Bellatrix/Sirius, eyeliner, 100 words.
There was almost nothing between them now Sirius had grown his hair. Their smiles worried people the exact same amount, and after a long night of dancing, when eyeliner smeared both of their faces and hair plastered itself to their foreheads they could have been twins. And people stared at them twined together, wanting their beauty, wanting them wanting each other, wanting not wanting, and the wrongness was a part of it, and Bellatrix’s smile that made Sirius want her and take her and call out her name and tell her she’d kill him as she told him she knew.
dragonessasmith, Aziraphael/Crowley, fishnet vests, 100 words
Crowley stormed around his flat while Aziraphael sat quite still on the sofa, only moving his feet out of the way occasionally.
“Where the hell is it?”
“If you’d tell me what you’re looking for I might be able to help, my dear,” the angel murmured.
“My bloody fishnet bloody top, dammit!”
Aziraphael stared at him for a moment. And went pink.
“Um?”
Crowley halted, and stared at the angel as he started to unbutton his pale blue shirt. And then his eyes widened. And his mouth was suddenly, inexplicably, dry.
“I’m afraid I thought it was a string vest…”
***
For
dementedsiren, Bellatrix/Sirius, eyeliner, 100 words.There was almost nothing between them now Sirius had grown his hair. Their smiles worried people the exact same amount, and after a long night of dancing, when eyeliner smeared both of their faces and hair plastered itself to their foreheads they could have been twins. And people stared at them twined together, wanting their beauty, wanting them wanting each other, wanting not wanting, and the wrongness was a part of it, and Bellatrix’s smile that made Sirius want her and take her and call out her name and tell her she’d kill him as she told him she knew.
