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“You’ll have to show me,” Aziraphale said. “I’ve never done it before. I mean—I know the principle, of course, but given the life I lead, it never really comes into—”

“Aziraphale,” said Crowley patiently. “It’s very simple. You’ve smoked a cigarette. It’s the exact same process.”

Words: 4,958

Status: Complete

Rating: Explicit

Art Credit: Bathers by Rupert Bunny

“You’ll have to show me,” Aziraphale said. “I’ve never done it before. I mean—I know the principle, of course, but given the life I lead, it never really comes into—” “Aziraphale,” said Crowley patiently. “It’s very simple. You’ve smoked a cigarette. It’s the exact same process.”

Length: 4,958 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Best for: After Dark, Pick-Me-Up

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by songlin

*Minor Spoilers* You have to know the overwhelming joy and love I feel when I discover that authors I loved during the Sherlock days have written Good Omens fic. It genuinely to me feels like coming home. So a reminder to all fic writers, your works will be remembered so fondly by so many even if it's been twelve years (!!!!!) after they've read it.

Crowley has tempted Aziraphale to a night of smoking the Devil's Lettuce. I loved the relationship to drugs they both have, of course they've tried them all! Why not! For most of their existence these substances haven't been criminalized. It's a great lighthearted scene that made me smile and want to smoke and eat Sushi with Aziraphale. Dream blunt rotation <3

What this writer has always done well is making smut fun. It can be hot and filthy, but also playful and joyful. There is so much love here! "Crowley is the All-Time Muff-Diving Champion" indeed! Also, as a broader praise for the Good Omens fandom, I am obsessed with how everyone plays with gender/efforts. There is so much variety and I am so thankful we can get any combination and it always works. It's honestly one of my favorite parts of our fandom.

In Which a Good Time is Had By All written by Songlin

From the Story:

The smell of John's blood is thick in Sherlock's nose. He can hear John's heart thumping through his ribcage as clearly as if his ear were pressed against John's chest. Sherlock's mouth runs dry. He is suddenly very, very hungry.

Sherlock's never had an orgasm before. John crafts a solution.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary:

Written for Wits on Tap 2018, inspired by @songlin‘s omegaverse story "Tremble". What struck me most about the story was its innocence, and how comforting it was. How uncomplicated desire is, seen as a force that must be appeased, and how sweet its consummation, between friends, in the fresh heat of first bloom.

Sherlock: “Wasted Hours” 

Author: songlin/@songlin

Rating: Explicit

Read here. 

Summary: John is respectful. John keeps his distance. He doesn’t look at Sherlock when Sherlock decides trousers are for dull people. He doesn’t breathe in and savor it when Sherlock flings himself onto the couch first thing in the morning, wafting alpha scent, dressing gown settling around him in a cloud of blue silk. He doesn’t linger when he’s piecing Sherlock back together after a fight, even though he’s half-dressed and beautiful and right there.

He can ignore it. He can control it.

Thoughts: Short & hot omegaverse! This is one I continually come back to, just because it’s so well done. Songlin delivers quality all the time & this one is top notch! 

John is a saint struggling through his heats alone while the temptation of Alpha!Sherlock dangles in front of him. There are miscommunications between them as they’re kidnapped & John goes into heat, triggering every alpha that comes across him. 

Sherlock is just as restrained as John, respecting what he thinks are John’s wishes in a moral dubious area. He does exactly the opposite of what John wants, so when the opportunity presents itself again, everything gets cleared up & they all go to bed happily :)