#nonesane

[bifca]

For the Character Break Down meme: Meng Yao :D

How I feel about this character: baby. baby boy. but also evil. more seriously, i think he had a shaky grasp of morality but was never in a position where he could be moral because his survival and wellbeing was entirely dependent on his ability to remain in a high position in society, and even if he had been moral he would have been treated the same if not worse All the people I ship romantically with this character: lan xichen, nie mingjue, jiang cheng My non-romantic OTP for this character: wei ying My unpopular opinion about this character: he’s not any more evil than nie huaisang, nie mingjue, or jiang cheng. they showed an equal disregard for life and killed as much as he did, people just decided the characters born into poverty are evil in a novel about how classism is bad One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: tHAT HE HADN’T DIED. also that he hadn’t been in a relationship with qin su. that he had realized his father was walking garbage sooner. that’s more than one thing but i don’t care

[monkeydra]

🌹

One of your prompts, actually! :D

Nie Mingjue strode towards Meng Yao whose attention was grudgingly on Jin Zixun, despite his many attempts to extricate himself.

[sternenblumen]

nonesane replied to your post “Whelp, now I have experienced a fire brigade coming to my house �� …...”

Woah, that's scary! Stay safe!

why-this-kolaveri-machi

replied to your post

“Whelp, now I have experienced a fire brigade coming to my house �� …...”

Oh no! hope it's nothing serious. be safe!

Thank you both :). Well, the kitchen didn’t burn down during the night and no longer smells of smoke after airing it, so I guess the next step is talking to our landlady about what to do with the dishwasher now - I feel nervous about using it again!

[linnpuzzle]

Once you get this, please say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable) SPREAD POSITIVITY💕 (Side note: You don't have to, of course, but do it if you think it sounds like fun :) )

man.  these are always so hard.

1. i have the best friends.  hands down.  why the best people somehow gravitate into my life is a mystery, but I am definitely not complaining

2. my patience.  i’ve gotten a lot of use for it.

3. i like that I am sometimes pleasantly surprised by what I draw

4. my eye colour.  I think they’re supposed to be blue, but they’re juuust colourless enough to be grey.  And the rings are greenish.  it’s very weird but i like it.

5. that i’m able to listen to people and genuinely care about what they’re talking about.  I used to feel self-conscious about wanting to listen instead of talking, but after pushing myself to talk more I’ve come to the conclusion that i’d rather be a listener.  More people should learn to listen instead of talking, I think. 

There.  I’ll send this out to a couple of you guys, but no worries if you don’t want to answer. 

[fontainebleau22]

Last line tag game

I was tagged by @lazaefair and @aces-to-apples - thank you! And at last I have a line worth posting:

Sun’s going down, cherrypops, says the radio, and this wreck of a world’s got no future: we’re dancing on the edge in the gamma-rays’ last glow, and we’ll party out here in the ruins till the very end.

Tagging @hanajimasama, @findswoman, @themarchrabbit, @nonesane and @withinadream27!

[flowers-creativity]

Tagged by @gremlinbehaviour - thank you! (I hope it’s okay that I’m using my creativity side blog for the answer.)

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works! 

Writing:

On Honour and Four Long Years

These are two more introspective pieces, rooted in canon, and especially Four Long Years expressed some personal thoughts on the dynamics between the Inseparables. And I love how both turned out from a writing/language point, too.

Bad Luck

This was the most labour-intensive, longest story I’ve posted since I started writing again, and I’m proud of myself for finishing posting a WIP (even if the lesson I took from it is that I probably won’t post more WIPs but finish things first before I start posting). Very happy with how it turned out! (And I love the OCs I came up with and that I managed to make the readers care about them.)

There’s another story I’m quite proud of because it’s a new-to-me fandom but I can’t link it yet because it’s still anonymous for a secret santa exchange. I’ll share it in the new year!

Cross-stitch:

Dragon Age sampler

This sampler really cost me a lot of nerves, I had to redo a lot of elements, but I’m happy with how it came out! Love the black Aida.

I also baked a lot of bread and learned how to make sourdough 🥖.

Tagging @nonesane, @pbnapples, @procrastinatorproject and @ankewehner - I think all other creative friends have already been tagged but if you were not, I’m hereby doing it :).

[katsuko1978]

I was tagged by @apollymi!

Rules: make a moodboard about yourself, including the following types of images:

a standout physical feature you have

your favorite album

your favorite type of plant

something you ate/drank today

your ideal weather/season

an inanimate object in your favorite color

a subject of study

your celebrity crush

a quote or text of your choosing

Tagging: @nonesane, @kirayamidemon, @fantasysci5, and anyone among my followers who’d like to play.

(I used this program.)

[thegoodomensdumpster]

Hey there! I was wondering if you could help me find a fic I read before. It was outsiders point of view when Aziraphale attended the Gentlemans club. All of them had suspected that he was pining for someone, and there were a few of them who I tried to court him but he was ignorant of the fact. One day, Crowley comes in and everyone is just there for the tea. Do you have any idea what fic I’m talking about?

@sakuradancer3 actually found the fic before I remembered to publish their ask, and I read it this morning, it was a very good one ! I encourage you guys to check it out :)Rude Awakening, 4621 words, Nonesane

[prolix-principality]

Good Omens: Crowley, Aziraphale, Josh (OC) Single chapter; 3,114 words. ~ In this story, we encounter Crowley and Aziraphale having dinner at a pub and we contemplate the complexities of the concept of attractiveness. Also, Aziraphale embraces his inner bastard, just a little bit. ~ Warning: food, bets and wagers, body thoughts (apparent age), non-graphic discussion of sex

[magnificentsevenbigbang]

Billy and Goody have been living in the small commune of Rose Creek for several years now, and have been married almost as long. Billy works as a messenger while Goody sorts through the historical archives, trying to preserve all information salvaged from Earth pre-Martian-civil-war, and they're pretty happy. Unfortunately, Goody's past is about to come knocking, and it's armed.

Art credit to the magnificent Jolien! The art came first and this story bloomed in its tracks :)

[bifca]

Know that post is 3 months old, but 5 headcanons for this AU if you feel like it :) "Leverage, but it's a Miyazaki movie"

I am alway up for talking aus! :D

Sophie is a witch who grants the wish you ask, not necessarily the one you want (but if she likes you she’ll give you some leeway and guide you into navigating magic a little better. or if Parker, Eliot, or Hardison talk her into helping)

Parker is a star that Sophie helped stay on earth so she could stay with her new family. She kills time by stealing back stolen artifacts and returning them

Eliot is a grumpy dragon spirit who guides lost people out of the spirit world and back home

Hardison runs a bar for spirits (and anyone who may be lost). No one knows if he’s a spirit or a human himself.

Hardison’s bar is a frequent hangout spot for the four of them, and they always end up escorting someone home (and maybe causing some supernatural mayhem when they find out how some people ended up in the spirit world)

[monkeydra]

For "Ship + Number = Write a Kiss": 3) Kiss goodbye - The Mummy OT3. 17) Kiss to distract - Lan Xichen/Meng Yao.

Alright! Here they are! Hope you like them!

Kiss goodbye - The Mummy OT3

“Alright, I’ll be gone for a week at the most,” she reminded them—or reassured herself—darting around the room to grab her suitcase, her purse, double check that she hadn’t missed anything. She kissed the top of Alex’s head, stroking the fine hairs there. He blinked sleepily up at her before falling back into a doze in Ardeth’s arms.

Ardeth was next, her hand cupping his neck to bring him down to her. He smiled and let himself be led, kissing her warm and steady and sweet. She pressed their cheeks together and breathed him in, and he rubbed his stubble over the ticklish skin of her neck. She giggled and pulled away to glare at him in exaggerated betrayal, a smile giving her away at the laughter in his eyes. She kissed him again, quick because otherwise she wouldn’t be able to stop, and stepped back. Ardeth pressed one last kiss to her cheek as she retreated.

She pulled Rick closer to her once she turned, kissing his cheeks and forehead before his lips. Their lips were barely moving, mostly holding each other close, feeling the warmth of the other person. She ran her hands through his hair and he stroked her back, his other wrapped tightly around her. Rick wouldn’t stop until she did, she knew, always the one to draw this out as much as he could.

She forced herself to pull away, reminding herself that she really did want to go to this conference. Sometimes it was true.

~

Rick woke, barely, to Ardeth getting out of bed. Technically they had said their goodbyes last night since Ardeth’s flight back to Egypt was so early, but he still fought to stay awake as Ardeth got ready, knowing that Evie was doing the same. He saw Ardeth turn back to them through sleepy blinks. A fond, exasperated smile twitched at his lips. He sat on the edge of the bed, huffing a quiet laugh when Evie wrapped her arm around his hips and Rick grabbed one of his hands.

“I will be back in three weeks at the latest,” he pointed out.

“Too long,” Evie mumbled groggily into his hip. Ardeth’s teasing grin softened, and he ran his free hand through Evie’s hair.

“Yes,” he agreed. “But with luck the time will pass quickly.” He let go of Rick’s hand and moved away from Evie to brace himself on the bed, leaning down to kiss Rick’s forehead, again to kiss the side of Evie’s head. They were both too sleepy to chase him for more, choosing to pout instead.

He laughed fondly, running his hand over their heads one more time, and left the bed.

Kiss to distract - Lan Xichen/Meng Yao

The tension creeped over his shoulders the longer he looked over the budget. He should stop and go to bed. Xuan-ge would understand if he was behind, now that he had realized what a mess their father had made of their budget before his passing. Still, something in him rankled at leaving work undone.

Gentle hands cradled one of his and soft lips dropped kisses across his knuckles. A smile tugged at his lips despite his best efforts. Those lips moved to his cheek, kissing there over and over again. His smile widened, and those lips landed over his dimple next.

“Er-ge,” he chided, a laugh easily heard in his voice.

“A-Yao,” he replied, turning his face to kiss him on the forehead, nose, eyelids, cheeks again. Meng Yao laughed as he continued to cover his face with kisses.

“I know what you’re doing.”

“Of course. You’re incredibly intelligent and perceptive,” he said instantly, as achingly sincere as always. Meng Yao offered up his lips to keep him from following that thought. Lan Xichen’s compliments became less of a bittersweet sensation as time went on, but they still left him feeling raw. He wanted to keep the lightness of this moment. Thankfully, Lan Xichen never turned down a kiss when offered. He kissed him, gentle and thorough and loving, tugging him closer as the kiss went on.

Meng Yao let himself drift, focusing only on the feel of Lan Xichen’s touch, climbing into his lap when prompted and curling into his arms. Lan Xichen’s hands stroked down his back, large and warm and wonderful, hefting him closer and up. He felt him stand, carrying Meng Yao with ease, and moving them somewhere, pressing short, sweet kisses to his lips again and again.

“Don’t think this will work every time,” he grumbled as they stepped closer to the bed.

“Of course not, A-Yao,” he said against his lips, amused and fond. It would, and they both knew it.

[theroseandthebeast]

Good Omens Fic Recs, Part 5

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

13 recs -- fandom is writing both a) more Adam and b) getting spicy, I am delighted

bent to the very earth, by Ark

Use me, please, Crowley had said, so Aziraphale takes him at his word.

Fraternizing, by kalpurna

Aziraphale has an unexpected house guest. Crowley disapproves.

Rude Awakening, by Nonesane

Crowley disappears for close to a century and then comes sauntering back into Aziraphale's life, nearly bringing about a riot as he does. Aziraphale is suitably miffed.

An Invitation You Can't Decline, by thehoyden

“I have standards,” Aziraphale huffed.

“Don’t I know it,” Crowley sighed. And then, like he’d done it a hundred times before, he covered Aziraphale’s hand with his.

On the Finding of Witches, by CornishIvy

Adam Young is a witch. Of this, he is vaguely aware. The new neighbors are all witches. Of this, he is absolutely certain.

i had a night (i had a day), by rufeepeach

“You something, back in Tadfield, while we were waiting for the bus,” Aziraphale says. “It’s been rattling about in my mind ever since.”

“If you’re talking about the invite back to my place, that was a shameless ploy to get you to clean up the holy water and what was left of Ligur,” Crowley says.

It’s a lie – Crowley had been as surprised as anyone to rediscover the remains of his former colleague on the floor of his flat, the night the world didn’t end. What it had been, Aziraphale is sure, was an unsubtle way to say ‘please don’t leave me alone’, a sentiment Aziraphale more than shares. He never intends to leave Crowley alone ever again, if he can help it. He’s had more than enough of that for one eternal lifetime.

“No,” he says, shaking his head. “I’m talking about something else. You suggested that everything, our prevention of Armageddon included, was perhaps part of the Ineffable Plan.”

Never Be Lonely, by morphosyntactic

"A bloody church, Aziraphale," Crowley hissed. "A church! What kind of self-respecting son of Satan chooses to get married in a church?"

Aziraphale and Crowley, and a few significant moments in Adam Young's life.

you see, but you do not observe, by Vera (Vera_DragonMuse)

In which our dynamic duo go on vacation, try to solve a murder, and observe each other.

No Love Like Your Love, by goldenicarus

“A demon, an angel, and the Antichrist. One big happy family, huh?” “For the world’s sake,” Aziraphale says, “we’ll have to be.”

__

After making a split-second decision the night the Antichrist was brought to Earth, Crowley doesn't end up giving the basket away to a few rather incompetent Satanic nuns. Instead, he arrives at Aziraphale's bookshop. In the early hours of that Tuesday morning, an angel and a demon concoct a plan that maybe - just maybe - will save the world: raise the child themselves. They never said it was a good plan.

Leave of Absence, by Eremji (handsfullofdust)

Crowley doesn't know what to do next, but he guesses he can be excused. Armageddon doesn't happen twice, after all. Maybe it's time for a real vacation – but first there are a couple things left unsaid.

Godfathers, by lyricwritesprose

Anathema Device doesn't know how to help Adam with whatever issues he's having, but she thinks she knows who can.

(The truth is, although I really like all the headcanons about Aziraphale and Crowley being involved in Adam's life, I feel like these two dumbasses would need a little bit of a push to get involved. So this is the story of that push.)

On Flora, by limerental

Aziraphale has always found it charming that, despite initial instructions containing no stipulation about naming the plants as well as the animals, the humans had gone and done it anyway and with vigorous enthusiasm.

Anthony J. Crowley and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good (Actually Very Good) Day, by unicornpoe

“Crowley,” says Aziraphale, and that’s it. Just that, just Crowley’s name—and yet Crowley would do almost anything to hear him say it like that (like Aziraphale is happy, like Aziraphale is surprised by something Crowley has said or done or showed him and inordinately pleased by it) every single day.

Aziraphale’s fingers slide up a bit further, and they make a delicate circle around Crowley’s wrist. Crowley has to resist the urge to purr. He’s a snake, not a fucking kitten.

[ao3feed-ineffablehusbandz]

On the Subject of Nests and Happiness

by Nonesane

Whether it's a sign of God's sense of humor or a punishment, nesting turns out to be A Thing for demons. And...maybe angels too?

Words: 10519, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Book/TV Series Mashup, Footnotes, Mutual Pining, Nesting, Slow Burn, South Downs Cottage (Good Omens), Wingfic

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/20483456

[ao3feed-goodomens]

On the Subject of Nests and Happiness

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2PBnJK5

by Nonesane

Whether it's a sign of God's sense of humor or a punishment, nesting turns out to be A Thing for demons. And...maybe angels too?

Words: 10519, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Book/TV Series Mashup, Footnotes, Mutual Pining, Nesting, Slow Burn, South Downs Cottage (Good Omens), Wingfic

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2PBnJK5

[flowers-creativity]

Six Sentences Sunday

Yes, I’m aware that it’s not Sunday ... But since @29-pieces was so nice to tag me (and I’m on holiday next Sunday), I wanted to do it anyway!

Rules: Post six sentences of a current WIP then tag 6 others to do the same.

From the most recent part of Bad Luck:

The innkeeper's eyes narrowed suspiciously at the ragged and filthy state of Aramis' companions – or maybe it had something to do with the three men's dark skin – and widened fearfully when Aramis asked for a room to lock up the prisoners. But the pauldron of a King's Musketeer opens many doors, and so a servant was sent to see Athos and d'Artagnan to a small shed behind the stables in which to house their charges, and Aramis and the two former fugitives could soon lay Porthos down in a small but tidy room.

He sent Marcel to fetch water while Fadil easily assumed the role of assistant again as the medic removed Porthos' filthy breeches and boots. He decided to leave the freshly applied bandages in place for now to give the poultice more time to work and sank down on the thin mattress next to Porthos' head, stroking the dark curls.

At one point during the ride, Porthos' eyes had closed at last, fully surrendering to unconsciousness, and Aramis didn't know what he had felt seeing it – relief that he was no longer spending his weakened body's reserves on fighting for consciousness, or dread that he had fallen into an abyss from which they could no longer pull him back. He tried to rouse him again now but there was no reaction, not even a twitch or furrowing of the dark brows …

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I’m not sure I actually have six writer mutuals ... I tag @cmorgana , @nonesane and @vgriffindor and anyone else who’d like to do it!