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    The tragedy and subsequent rise of Countess Celine Phantomhive, eighteen, and her journey to achieve her revenge with the help of her demon butler, Sebastian. Not much has changed. Celine is still a proud, vain, Phantomhive heir...but she's mellowed from her bratty years. Her thirst for revenge is just as brutal as Ciel's, and she's never been above violence to achieve her goals.

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    “Kill every person in this room. Make them suffer. But bring that one to me.” Celine ordered, pointing out the man in the ceremonial mask who had raped her.

    She sat in a type of weary satisfaction in her cage, pressing harder against her brand with her stabbed hand, trying to slow the bleeding. Celine watched the beast she’d leashed to herself do exactly as she’d ordered- he slashed throats, ripped bodies in half, and snapped necks. By the time he was done, the one man was cowering as the demon approached, lifting him by the scruff of his suit and carrying him over to the cage. “P-please. You’re a lady; you're nobility! Spare me!” The man begged, and Celine’s eyes flashed.

    “I like it when you beg. Do it again.” She ordered, tone as cold as ice.

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    27 Feb 2021

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    In the wake of his latest breakup, Ryan begins to realize that his closest friends might just be what he’s been looking for. But first he has to accept that he wants both Shane and Sara, and that they want him back.

     

    Ryan puts his hand on her back, his last two fingers overlapping with Shane’s, and Sara plants a loud, exaggerated kiss on the top of his head. She keeps her arms around them, elbows hooked behind each of their necks, holding them what should be uncomfortably close. But Ryan just feels warm.

    He’s content not to move, uncaring of the sight they must make, standing ankle-deep in the sand, huddled up together, with this tiny girl holding them both in a headlock. Closing his eyes, for a moment, Ryan just breathes.

    For the first time, he’s not thinking of all the ways that this thing taking shape between them could go wrong.

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    14 Feb 2021

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    Jon Sims is awake, and has begun preparations for the Rite of the Watcher's Crown. Peter Lukas, who woke him, would be content to rule at his side. Martin is very upset about all of this, and the Lukases aren't thrilled with it either. (Spoilers through the end of S3.)

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    11 Feb 2021

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    The Dowlings get the honorifics, but Crowley is Warlock's mum. Sometimes Warlock accepts this fact.

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    29 Dec 2020

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    Written for the Good Omens Holiday Swap 2019 for Crowleyisms (Sparky)

    ** NOW UPDATED with art by Sparky!**

    This fic takes place in a fantastic reverse AU created by Sparky, where the demon Aziraphale has a library full of secrets for sale, and the archangel Raphael the Healer has fled Heaven due to the temptation to ask dangerous questions of God. Raphael is living in hiding on Earth under the name Crowley, reaching out to those hurting souls who need him via a radio show.

    “Crowley, bless him, was the biggest unanswered question in Aziraphale’s universe. Despite not really wanting to know everyone’s secrets, Aziraphale could not deny that answers, whether clear or secret, were weapons. They were armour. But around Crowley, Aziraphale had always found himself unable to mount much of a defense, or an offense, against his feelings. It should have made him avoid Crowley at all costs.
    Especially because, every once in a while, Aziraphale got the feeling that Crowley might desire Aziraphale in return.”

    Come get y'all wacky misadventures and sexual tension!

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    28 Dec 2020