Various readings by assorted authors
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A Sherlock Holmes fic
Rated: Mature
Summary: The next day, they very distinctly did not mention it. Sherlock was almost entirely certain that all he felt about that was relief.  For a genius, Sherlock sure has trouble figuring out his best friend.
🧡on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55903084
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11056260
Music: Freshly Made by David Kelly

Instruction Manual Not Included

instruction manual not included by JenTheSweetie

A Sherlock Holmes fic by KittenKin
Rated: Teen and Up
Summary: A replacement for Series 3 Episode 1 of BBC's "Sherlock", because my John would never.
🧡on AO3:
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23936938/chapters/57563764
Music: Sharing Moments by Jason Pedders, Andreas Georgallis, Ben Ziapour and Tim Reilly

22 An Unexpected Visitor

Rated: Explicit
Summary: Sherlock should really learn NOT to tune John out when he's talking. He might just be missing something important.
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13090167
🧡 on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61570630

A Little Christmas Spirit

A Sherlock Holmes Story
Rating: Mature
Summary: “People would talk,” he tries, repurposing an old line, a shortcut to a recurring theme in their lives.
“They do little else.” John dutifully completes the circuit with a sigh. “Sherlock,” he continues haltingly, eyes falling back to his hands as he considers his words. “Would they be wrong, though, really?”
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54259006/chapters/137407714
🧡 on AO3:
Music: In The Breeze by Patrick Hawes

Tapestry

with both hands

let them

A Thousand Words

Near Miss by theimprobable1

Stating The Obvious

Supernova

Sample reading of Narelle M Harris's The Adventures of a Colonial Boy
Rating G 

Sample: The Adventure Of The Colonial Boy by Narrelle M Harris

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/14765999
Music by: Patrick Hawes

Closer

Rating:  Explicit
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19468468
Summary:  What would it hurt, really? It wasn’t like Crowley had anything better on. No more orders, no more quotas, no more Arrangement. Aziraphale would never have to know.
“Wonderful. I’m the demon on my own shoulder.”
And he’d lost his angel, hadn’t he? All he had left were thoughts, memories…fantasies. And he had a very good imagination.
(After thwarting the end of the world, Aziraphale begins to avoid Crowley, and Crowley accidentally awakens his own repressed lust.)
Music:  Wind In My Sails by Chris Warner

Through Every Door

Rating:  Explicit
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/20598830
Summary:  Crowley’s eyes flutter shut and he pictures that it’s Aziraphale’s hand in his hair. Imagines that Aziraphale is there with him, touching his curls and his chest. Crowley drags his fingers through the downy hair smattering his chest, then continues down, grazing over the slightly concave curve of his stomach and past his belly button. Stopping at the elastic waistband of his boxers— designer, of course, Versace, and the only clothing he still has on— fingers dipping beneath the fabric but not yet committing. Teasing.
He lets out a shuddery breath, eyelids fluttering against his cheek.
Crowley doesn’t give in to the aching desire to make that commitment yet. Instead he pulls his fingers from the waistband and lets his hand float back up his body to settle against his chest once more.
He pinches a nipple. Rolls it between his fingers. Stutters out another hot breath. His hips twitch.
Aziraphale’s name sits hot and heavy on the back of his tongue.
Music:  Soho Sleaze by Chris Warner

Imagine Being Loved By Me

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19969099
Summary:  The looming threat of searing pain and the memory of blood pouring out of his mouth is enough of a deterrent to keep Crowley from ever daring to attempt saying the word Love again but nothing -
not even God Herself -
could stop him from showing it.
Music:  Waltz On A Tightrope by Gerant Wunder and Dorothee Badant

it's high time that you love me

Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: Explicit
Summary:  After the Apocalypse, Aziraphale ventures into a new space in the gay milieu - Grindr. There he starts talking to a charming young man who certainly doesn't bear any resemblance at all to a certain long streak of demon, not one bit, no thank you.
Meanwhile, Aziraphale and Crowley navigate their friendship after the world failed to end. There is much drinking and silliness, but could it be that there are other feelings lurking underneath?? Of course there are, this is fanfic.
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/24963367/chapters/60429127#workskin
🧡the pod on AO3:
Music:  Sun And The Moon by David Edward Holden

The Grindr Logo Doesn't Even Have a G in It

1 Prologue

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