Nik0lai
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You are my breath of fresh air by Nik0lai
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
17 Sep 2025
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"Do you ever just feel... tired?"
"Well I definitely know you do dear, you slept an entire century, remember?" Crowley did remember - fondly - that the only time he got up in 100 years was to go to the Lavatory and that was honestly the best piss he took in all his earth bound life.
"Not tired like you want to sleep, tired like... you want a rest from the rest of life." he was definitely hesitant putting this out there, but he's been thinking about this quite a lot since he delivered the antichrist to the babbling order of St Beryl's.
"You mean like a holiday?" Aziraphale asked curiously putting down his fork and resting it on his plate (no need to dirty the table)
"No, I mean like a real retirement, Angel" he firmly stated.
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Don't you know you have your mother's eyes? by Nik0lai
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
02 Nov 2024
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Armand dipped into his mind, being bombarded with Fuck this is so hot, and half dreamed images of what he would look like fucking into Daniel, asking him to thank him the whole time, smoothing back his hair from his face, keeping him safe, but his gentle hand is once more a fist in his hair, his nails are digging in, in, and his voice is cold as he commands him to submit for - for who? Somehow Armand’s own words floated to the surface of his thoughts, from San-Francisco, draped in a golden haze of half-memories and his honeyed voice, the whole memory slightly to the left as though it knew it wasn’t meant to be in his beloved’s head anymore.
“An ugly duplex back in Modesto. A job in an office with drab carpets and flickering lights. A woman in the mould of your mother, vacuuming on valium. A genteel drinking problem, like your father. Your wife counting down your thrusts. Rest.” not the mould of his mother, no, but the name, the role, the fantasy .. Armand’s own face, calling him his boy. He slipped out of his mind; he could fill that role and enjoy it. Does Daniel know this yet though? Likely not, his boy usually only had a surface level understanding of his desires at best.
Mommy. How very American.
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Felix dragged one glass towards him, his hand clammy with condensation and fiddled with the lip of the second glass, absentmindedly squeezing his legs together, and sneaking a glance at the men’s loos - not for the first time that night, and surely not the last.
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There was an awful lack of piss in the fics available even though Saltburn is such a wet movie,, I knew what I had to do x
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- Part 1 of My Cup it Overflows
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the moment Hermione set her eyes on the beautiful creature that was Fleur Delacour she was immediately taken; she was in love.
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Tim stoker has changed their name to hot stuff
hot stuff: welcome welcome welcome sexy ppl of the archives xx
hot stuff: except for u jon, you are not that welcome, nor are you sexc:/obviously its another group chat au, set just before season one begins. I would prefer to keep all characters alive, but we shall see👁️👁️
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That was the way Flambae usually liked it. He likes mouthing off and being shown his place, he likes being given consequences for his actions, he likes fucking around and finding out.
It makes no sense that Robert put him down without so much as a fight. That Flambae went down for the man who he thought ruined submission for him.
But when Robert told him to listen, what else was Flambae supposed to do?
Or; Flambae would rather set it ablaze with his own two hands than be caught unawares by a stray spark. Robert's steady hands are perfect for striking a match.
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- Part 1 of Fire Ecology
Bookmarked by Nik0lai
21 Dec 2025
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Robert is not smiling when he looks down at him. But his touch is still gentle when he wipes a tear from Flambae's face. There's a flare of embarrassment, as cold and chilling as a bucket of ice water. When Flambae reaches up to scrub at his eyes, Robert says, "Hands in your lap."
It's not a suggestion. It's an order. There's something deep in Flambae's bones that wants to buck and fight against it. Something insufferable and proud, something that Flambae does not hate because it is something he has trained. Something that keeps his shoulders broad, his stance wide, and the men that he fucks happy and satisfied. Something hard fought and earned.
But he knows it will not serve him now. And he does not have the strength to fight for it. So, he lets the feeling smoulder away, breathing out the smoke on a shaking exhale when Robert gently catches another tear in his other hand and brushes it away.
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A series of sequential Flambert oneshots over the course of their relationship
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Bookmarked by Nik0lai
11 Dec 2025
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“So, is your new superhero name going to be Performance Anxiety Man?” Robert quirks up an eyebrow, tucking an arm behind his head so his neck isn't straining quite so much. Flambae scowls, and there goes that pretty softness to his face that Robert was just starting to admire.
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Flambae learns a new skill!
Bookmarked by Nik0lai
27 Nov 2025
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each day you'd rise with me
know that I would gladly be
the Icarus to your certainty[after the voyage, Victor and his creation do their best to forgive themselves into existence]
Bookmarked by Nik0lai
26 Nov 2025
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When Victor returns that evening, he’s still there on the floor with the kitten sleeping soundly in his lap, the fire in the hearth burning low. He looks up and holds one finger to his lips, gesturing to his maker to be quiet.
“Do not wake her,” he whispers.
“How did you already find one?” he whispers back, bemused. “You didn’t steal her from some poor terrified child, did you?”
“No,” he chuckles, petting her forehead gently with his thumb, admiring the inky darkness of her fur. “As it happens, Father, she found me.”
They never do settle on a name for her; she resists being defined by one. Victor calls her ‘your cat’ when he’s feeling irritated with her, and ‘ours’ when she’s lying on his chest meticulously grooming his beard.
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Samira's got a big surprise for Jack when he gets home!
Bookmarked by Nik0lai
17 Nov 2025
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Jack -
Left to get some dinner. Didn’t want to interrupt your beauty sleep. Went to the Thai place down the street - I’m getting the same thing we got last time, I hope you like it! (If not, you can have some of mine).
Be back soon, pretty girl :PJack’s face flushed. Oh my God.