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    Just a place for my Conclave draws and aspirational Vatican doujinshi.

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    17 Mar 2025

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    “You’d like him, you know,” Thomas said.

    “I do like him,” Aldo said automatically, twirling the stem of his wine glass, looking into its deep red like it was a scrying mirror.

    “I mean as a friend. If you spent more time with him. You have a lot in common.”

    “Do we use the same shampoo?” asked Aldo, raising an eyebrow. Thomas gave him a warning look but his mouth was tugging up.

    “You’re both stubborn,” he said bluntly.

     

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    Cardinals like Thomas Lawrence and Aldo Bellini know all too well how slowly things move within the walls of the Vatican. But with Vincent Benítez's election cracking their world open, and the new Pope cutting away the old branches to make room for the new, both find that change is flooding in everywhere, mostly within themselves.

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    15 Mar 2025

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    Marty’s grip on his gun wavers but comes back quick. “What the fuck?” he says, and doesn’t know if he’s ever asked that question in any purer sense of the phrase. “How the fuck did you—why’s there—why’s there a twelve-foot wide hole in my fucking yard?”

    The man groans and rolls around onto his back, gritting his teeth as his head drops into the soft dirt. He closes his eyes against the sky when he answers. “I fell.”

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    25 Nov 2024

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    ON HIATUS

    Smiling warmly at the huddles of students, Aziraphale made his way over to Crowley, who was leaning against his desk. Crowley was dressed in layers of all black (as per usual), his red hair was tied back in a loose ponytail (not as usual, he often wore it down) and he was twirling Aziraphale’s fountain pen between his fingers.

    “Mister Fell,” Crowley drawled, but the warmth in his amber eyes and the upward curve of his mouth betrayed any attempt at appearing nonchalant.

    Aziraphale found himself grinning. How on Earth had he ever disliked this man?

    “Crowley,” he said, eyes crinkling as he plucked the pen out of Crowley’s hands and put it back by his notebook.

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    06 Feb 2024

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    In the first few months of knowing the Witcher, he experienced first-hand how shut-off Geralt could be with the world around him and those within it.

    At some point, and he can’t pinpoint where, that shroud started to slip away. He saw how much Geralt could, and does, actually care. It’s as fierce as the way he fights.

    They spend a great deal of time watching each other; when they finally fell into a bed together, they spent most of their nights learning what the other liked, mapping the plains of skin and muscle underneath the other.

    But it’s the other things, the little things, that Jaskier thinks about the most.

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    23 May 2020