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Love our Rennies so much.
Here's all the Rennie art I've done so far, for those of you that need any further convincing to go read Cem's work...
THE RENNIES DO KINKTOBER: Final Roundup
Can’t believe I made it to the end! When I first had the idea to do a few of the Kinktober prompts in my extended Of Fire and Falcons universe, I was thinking of keeping all of my entries under 1000 words and doing maybe ten of the prompts. 20 chapters and 55K words later, that’s obviously not what happened! But I’ve really enjoyed this as a writer, jumping around the timeline, writing rarepairs and new character POVs, developing my semi-OC characters, and trying out new moods and styles. If you’ve been along for the ride with me, thank you so much for reading! But if you haven’t taken a peek yet, I hope you give these stories a chance.
Here’s the final crop of stories:
22: skipped
23/Masturbation (Furfur): After an evening watching Aziraphale and Crowley in action, Furfur needs some time to himself.
24/Danger/Helplessness (Crowley/Eric): After a month on the road in very close quarters, tensions between Crowley and Eric come to a head.
25/Feeding/Food Play (Aziraphale/Crowley): When Crowley prepares a sensory dinner for Aziraphale, things take an unexpectedly emotional turn.
26: skipped
27: skipped
28: Cuckold (Aziraphale/Crowley/Ten/Fourteen): Crowley steps out for the night, and Aziraphale waits for him to return.
29: skipped
30: skipped
31: Creator’s Choice: Polyamory (Aziraphale/Crowley/Ten/Fourteen): Aziraphale and Crowley invite Chris and Matt to visit them at home for the first time. Oh yeah, this is an 8400-word sequel to Special Guest Stars, and you know what’s in it.
To catch up on the rest of the stories in this series, head on over to AO3!
Thank you so much to Cowie, Ring, Ghosty, Garo, Joy, and TV for sticking with me through this journey. Your support means the world to me.
And thank you to @quona for the amazing art, as always!
And now I definitely need a nap.
i painted this
hi res art post coming soon to a tumblr blog near you @goodomensafterdark @thescholarlystrumpet
The Rest is Silence - Smut War fic!
art by Quona
Crowley’s hands are bound by a pale tartan bowtie, stretched above his mussed red crown of hair. His chest expands, lungs like bellows, exhaling hot bursts into the air of the empty shop. His jeans were miracled carelessly away to leave him straining in black silk pants. The Angel’s hands have not yet closed around their prize but it twitches in anticipation of their journey.
Aziraphale’s mouth is busy sucking lewd bruises into Crowley’s lean inner thigh. His thick fingers knead at the tight muscles as they flex, slung over his broad shoulders. The Angel’s shirt is unbuttoned where the tie sat moments before, sleeves rolled to the elbows. He is otherwise comparatively clothed. The bulge below his waist presses insistently, uncomfortably, at the seam of his trousers. But it is an afterthought, a mere distraction.
The ache of his arousal is an aperitif and the Demon spread out on the desktop is the meal.