#yamisnuffles

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

hi! do you perhaps have a photo of crowley's tattoo in high quality? I'm considering getting it tattooed, and I'd love it to be as accurate as possible :)! and also thank you for keeping this account going! you're a huge gift to our community :D your posts always cheer me up :)

Hiya! :) Thank you, very happy you like blog :) ❤. How's this?

Yamisnuffles has a great rendition of it :)❤

[feralkwe]

23 for Kit

23) ...in relief.

(I decided to do a "fun" little AU moment for this one 8D because I do what I want forever and dgaf because I had an IDEA.)

For all that Gaius Baelsar insisted he was no longer an enemy of the Scions, Kit still gritted her teeth in a glare at him as Alphinaud was returned to their care. Grudgingly, she thanked him for caring for him, for seeing he came to no further harm than he already had. Once they were satisfied that Alphinaud was as Gaius said Kit was able to turn her attention to the other things the so-called Shadowhunter had to share with them.

While he explained the knowledge he had gathered while hunting the Ascians—certainly he was history's most wronged man at their hands—Kit's eyes fell to the clattering chain of red masks affixed to his belt. It did not take her long to draw conclusions, the dots from his gunblade to his scornful tone and the way he ground the word Paragon between his teeth easily connected. Her eyes scanned over the trophies the thought he carried, finding herself suddenly distracted. It shouldn't have bothered her. Should not have pulled her thoughts to a nearly panicked halt as she tried to pick out anything familiar.

Even knowing what she did about Ascian souls, a strange, cold dread tightened her ribs. Surely that mask would have been a prized trophy. It would have had pride of place. Yet its absence brought her no comfort.

She should not have needed comfort.

"Kit, are you well?" Hien asked. He rested a hand upon her shoulder. "You appear shaken."

She shook her head out of whatever stupor held her. "I'm sorry. This is… a lot of information."

Perhaps she should have told Gaius what she understood. That his efforts were very likely in vain. Perhaps she should have asked more questions about what a Paragon was. What or who was Emet-Selch. Done more to fake acceptance of the branch of peace Gaius tried to offer her. Instead, she forced a reassuring smile to Hien, and agreed when the others decided to depart the Burn.

The distraction did not leave her, constantly haunting her as they sought answers to the mysteries of aether irregularities. Did not leave her even as her feet set upon the ground once again in Mor Dhona. Even as everyone else made for the Rising Stones.

"The others will be gathering as soon as they can arrive," Thancred told her. He crossed his arms, lifting a questioning brow. "Where are you off to so urgently?"

She opened her mouth to tell him, but she was not certain herself. "I won't be long," she promised.

He looked as though he wished to argue, but she did not give him a chance. She approached the aetheryte and disappeared before he could give her reason not to.

She had not realized she'd intended to go to Horizon until she was there. Did not know how she knew to take a chocobo to Parata's Peace. Did not know how she knew without a doubt she would find him there as the sun dipped from the sky. Yet there he was in the spot they'd first come face to face, white robes and red mask obscuring almost everything identifiable, save his mouth drawn into a firm line.

"What is the meaning of this, Warrior of Light?"

"You live." Had the tightness in her chest been there this entire time? Only by its immediate absence did she notice how it had stifled her breath. She gasped as she finally drew air in fully, and they remained that way, fixed in a stare. Locked in place.

Finally, he tilted his head, hardly a motion at all, nearly swallowed in entirety by the hood that engulfed most of his face and head. The line of his lips dipped into a frown. "Am I expected to understand how this is a surprise to you?"

"Not anymore than I understand this," she said as she strode forward with intention. As he did not flinch or move as she crossed the space between them. Did not stop or resist her as she grasped his face. There existed no reasoning nor thought. She simply kissed him. Sighed with a deep shudder as if something inside her had been set free, and nearly burst into tears when he grasped her face, the claws of his gloves barely skimming the apples of her cheeks, and returned it. Nothing about it made sense, and yet it felt correct in its wrongness.

Kit pulled back with a surprised sound. "I…"

"This changes nothing," he said with distant wonder underscored with outrage.

They stepped apart with equal steps, some unseen force finally squeezing between them. "I know."

Magicks churned the air as the portal appeared, and Kit stared into the darkening horizon as he vanished through it.

(kiss prompts found here)

[perfectlyineffable]

Absolute perfection 😍🏳️‍🌈😈🏳️‍⚧️

Also, just going to drop this link here in case anyone wants a similar shirt to Crowley...

PRIDEMONTH

[akayna]

Tagged by @teacuprevelry ... This will be a little difficult because I very regularly delete saved pics after I have shared them with whoever I saved them for due to my refusal to pay for more space on the google cloud drive thingy...

But here goes nothin'

These have actually been on my phone for YEARS. I'm talking circa 2019-2021.

Anyway, you're up: @its-just-boo @env0 @animatedsentientmeat @amarantoo @fabledanarchy2 @htr2a @its-conigs @kadertins @lordgroose @lollygagtill @octopusonparade @moss-wizard @oikoumenee @rickyray3 @try5t @astro-pterodactyl @the-night-wizard @therebelgalaxy @yamisnuffles @lov-ally @parks641 and literally anyone else who sees this!

[crvwly]

Are there any post S2 good omens fics you could recommend? WIPs are fine, I’m just starving out here!! ❤️

yessss omg i have some treats for youuuu

There Must Be Something by @infinitysided, a fantastic 1941 road... help... fic

how do we turn on the light? by @moonyinpisces is an incredibly well-written WIP about the second coming !!! OBSESSED

Put Out the Stars by gaslightgallows

and my favorite at the moment: post s2 we're-fucking-but-not-together fics (read the tags !!!!!)

For Want of Words by yamisnuffles

A Bit of a Gray Area by princip1914

and though i burn, how could i fall? (when i am lifted by every word you say to me) by shadoweddepths

White on White by twilightcitysky

[aziraphales-library]

Greetings! I have seen a lot of fics where Crowley was an archangel, but do you know of any where he was a seraph? I tried looking for an ao3 tag for that but I couldn��t find any. Thank you so much in advance!

Salutations! There is a Seraph Crowley (Good Omens) tag on AO3. Here is a selection for you...

Just an Ich by DrHuggles_j (G)

Crowley has an itch, a sensation in his wings unseen that he just cannot fix. Hopefully, a certain Angel won't notice this and definitely not help.

all that time has worn away by sabredyke (G)

Before there was a serpent, there was a seraph. Before there were adversaries, there were angels. aka I made a post about Crowley having been a seraph several months ago and it slowly consumed my life

In The Beginning by YamiSnuffles (T)

There once was an angel who didn’t Fall. He didn’t make a million mile freestyle dive into a pool of boiling sulfur. He didn’t even saunter vaguely downward, so much as vaguely… sideways. When the Almighty started to get snippy with his never ending questions, he recalled an angel who had warned him against a suggestion box and he drifted back to the stars. When it seemed like things were coming to a head and the other angels started to fight, he got right out of the way. He fell back into the vast expanse of space to wait things out. - Or, a seraph named Salathiel (who would later be known as Crowley), visits the garden of Eden.

thunder that does not roar, lightning that does not strike by GenericUsername01 (M)

Remiel stalked around menacingly, because she was a very powerful and intimidating seraph and absolutely could not be snapped in half by this brand new cherub. “So,” she said. “Like God said, I’m Remiel. I make stars, and I am of the Holy Seven. Don’t really see why I need a bodyguard. There’s no danger or anything, and I can take care of myself.” Aziraphale’s human face frowned, and his ox head tossed and snorted, his tail lashing with fire. “I see.”

Alternate Alternative Episode: 2x06 That Turned Into Alternate Season 3 by Iamgonnahaveaheartattack (NR)

Crowley gets persuaded to rejoin Heaven. Only problem is that, here Crowley never got to see how much can Metatron manipulate Aziraphale (or others), how maladaptively ambitious he is, and how deep he's in corruption, until the very end. Story picks up around the end of season 2 episode 6, but moves the end (here chapter 1) into a different direction.

I fear no fate (for you are my fate) by sinnabonka (T)

The one where J in Anthony J. Crowley stands for Jehoel. He was a seraph once, sneaked out of Heaven and met a very special someone, who taught him a thing or two about the most human thing - love.

- Mod D

[swtorpadawan]

“Killing that beast was your ritual blooding – so you’re already Mandalorian in spirit if not in name.” Mandalore declared proudly. Xadya had just returned to the Spirit of Vengeance from Dromund Kaas, having slain a mighty creature that had dwelled in the caves of that dark world for years if not centuries.

The job had been a final test for the hunter. One she’d passed with flying colors.

“Now do me the honor of joining my brothers and sisters in the great clan.”

Tagging - @catierambles @yamisnuffles @rhomellegacy @shabre-legacy @freebirdcreates @cinlat

[fromheaventoearthcoloring]

Here's a sneak peek of one of the pages of the coloring book! 

A little Regency courting courtesy of @yamisnuffles! yamisnuffles  - (Tumblr)

[mizgirl100880]

Writing pattern tag game!

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern! (I’d take it literally and just do the first sentence but if I feel like it works better with the first two sentences, that’s what you’ll get lol)

Only doing this cuz @theravenmuse tagged me and it seemed kinda interesting.

(1) I Was Wrong: It had been a very cold morning. Crowley hadn't bothered getting out of bed to water the plants yet.

(2) It's Always Too Late: The Mayfair flat was empty. As the (still new) archangel walked through the halls, he felt cold.

(3) Some Things Do Last Forever: As supreme archangel, Aziraphale didn't have to participate in The Final Battle. And frankly, he hadn't wanted to.

(4) A Bundle Of Joy, Scales & Feathers: Supernatural entities, in theory, were not like humans. However, when said beings are issued bodies to mimic those of humans, things become a bit murky.

(5) An Unexpected Reunion: Aziraphale and Crowley had intended on having their picnic today at St. James Park, but a storm appeared at the very last moment.

(6) Mine: The main thing Aziraphale loved the most about the world not ending and basically being fired, was that she was free to do whatever she pleased, with no need to worry about getting in trouble because of it.

(7) Always With You: The day had been a nice one, so far, as Crowley pulled up to the bookshop to pick up Aziraphale. Since the world hadn't ended, the angel thought there was no better time to have that picnic he had mentioned many decades ago.

(8) Stop To Breathe: The pair boarded the bus, nodding to the driver before taking their seats. Crowley sat closer to the window, looking as tired as he felt.

(9) I Knew You'd Understand: "Angel, tell me why it's so important that you find this specific book." Said the demon while perusing the names on the shelves.

(10) Whoops...: Dear Lord, I hope I haven't forgotten anything...

Aziraphale Zachary Fell had always been a bit of a worrywart.

And that’s it. What I’ve learned about myself with this endeavor is that, at least recently, I try setting the scene before actively diving into it with dialogue. Which was genuinely surprising for me, since anyone who has read my fics knows they’re like 90% Crowley and Aziraphale just talking to each other 😂

Tagging (not sure how many you’re supposed to tag so let’s do like 5 that I know write fics): @supergeek21 @ineffable-toreshi @holycatsandrabbits @jenanigans1207 @yamisnuffles

[dwead-piwate-meggers]

Ships & Songs

I was tagged by @rhetoricalrogue to post 5-10 songs for a ship! Thank you!

Tagging: @zombolouge , @feralkwe , @yamisnuffles , @ramblingredrose , @starrypawz , @brightpinkpeppercorn

Elliot & Sunshine

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend//Lucky to have been where I have been

... They're best friends, they're in love, they both died and were resuscitated. (To be perfectly honest, they're a very easy pairing for songs that are all text no subtext).

Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you // Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you // But in your dreams, whatever they be //Dream a little dream of me

Is this one a little on the nose? Yes, probably. Do I care? Not even a little bit. It's a fantastic song for slow-dancing in the kitchen on a sunny afternoon, or a rainy afternoon, or any time of day in any weather, really.

With two empty cups, my heart it all came pouring out//Your white Russian, just let me be your Boy Scout

Ignoring for the moment that this is one of my favourite Arkells songs, and the fact that Elliott did not actually confess at a party while drinking, Mr. "You bring out every protective, doting instinct in me" ABSOLUTELY just wants to be our boy scout.

And this love came so easily//We were talking in the dark but it's so clear to me

Like they didn't stay up all hours talking, like best friends do, and then whoops, fell in love.

And when I'm gone, do you think about me?//When you dream, do I make the screen?

'Nuff said.

Bonus Round: Darlin' & Quinn

I'm living on shattered faith // The kind that likes to restrict your breath // Never been a better time than this to // Suffocate on eternal bliss

Starting strong. Darlin' is in a not-so-great-headspace and fuck it, feeling something is still a feeling.

All my friends are murder // Hey, all my bones, no marrow's in // All these fiends want teenage meat // All my friends are murderers

Something about Quinn being a murderer, his crowd probably being equally good (bad) people, and feeling empty.

I never met a pearl quite like you // Who could shimmer and rot at the same time through // There's never been a better time than this and // Bite the hand of the frostbitten eminence

Getting towards the end, Darlin' waking up to the fact that Quinn is both charismatic and a monster, and biting the hand of that cold m'fucker.

Darlin' & Sam

You and I, we're two old and tortured souls // Repaired by a love of broken things

We got by, though we never needed much // A sliver of hope, no diamond rings

I have run out of steam so, yes, both hurting and healing together and having a humble life in the woods.

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Is there a clean art version of Crowley's tattoo anywhere?

Hiya! An official? I dont think so, but Yamisnuffles has a great rendition of it :)❤

[feralkwe]

Does Kit have daddy issues or something? Y/Y? She seems to exclusively end up with guys who have some sort of adoptive child/ward. ;*

i am so fucking angry with you right now. how dare you lmao. this may be the singularly most hilarious and hard-hitting question anyone has ever asked me about kit. godsdamn.

i mean she doesn't know her father so MAYBE??? SHE'S GOT CURIOUS GORGE. HE'S A FATHER FIGURE! SHE'S WELL-ADJUSTED. IT'S FINE. I DIDN'T REALLY THINK ON IT TOO HARD, YOU KNOW? IT NEVER CAME UP???

until now you lovable ass.

i was like 'well in my old canon it was only thancred... who was married to urianger who... helped him raise ryne...' WELL FUCK.

then my canon reset happened and she ran away after killing elidibus and kidnapped unukalhai on her way out the door. then wound up tangled up in a rebound situationship with sidurgu. WHO YEAH APPARENTLY ALSO FITS THE SCRIPT.

LOOK I DIDN'T DO THIS ON PURPOSE HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND ALL THESE DOTS? why is this happening to me? she doesn't even have any maternal interest???

STOP LAUGHING I CAN HEAR YOU FROM HERE. GO TO ALL SEVEN HELLS RIGHT NOW

[yamisnuffles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hythlodaeus/Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Azem/Emet-Selch/Hythlodaeus (Final Fantasy XIV), Emet-Selch/Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV) Characters: Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Hythlodaeus (Final Fantasy XIV), Fandaniel | Amon (Final Fantasy XIV) Additional Tags: Named Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Past Relationship(s), Patch 6.0: Endwalker Spoilers (Final Fantasy XIV), Angst, Viera Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV) Series: Part 4 of Starshower Summary:

Aubrey had loved and lost Emet-Selch. She'd been forced to slay Elidibus. She had hoped it would at least be enough to buy some measure of peace. Instead she unleashed Fandaniel and found herself stumbling in her wake. On the moon she would meet the one person who could help her find her feet again.

[nieded]

"Tagged" by @yamisnuffles. Their post is HERE.

Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of—for whatever reason.

First fic I published on AO3: In High Seas for House, MD. Hey, do you want to read a weird mermaid fic that takes place in a medical drama? This weird-ass fic is for you!

Last fic I published: Fools Rush In for Good Omens (TV). If perhaps mermaids aren't your thing, then how about some Formula 1 fic in a long ass, overdramatic trilogy.

A fic from a fandom I only ever wrote once for: A Personal History of Midwestern Running, for BBC Merlin. I poured all my teenage angst into this story. I wouldn't say I'm a sports person, but writing two sports AUs says otherwise. I do still love this story deeply. Even though I wrote it over a decade ago, I think it's one of the best things I've written.

My favorite fic from the fandom with the most works: Magic Heart for Good Omens (TV). This is the third part in a trilogy about Warlock growing up raised by Crowley and Aziraphale. It was just one of those stories that came to me, and I had to write it out or else lose my mind. I think it encapsulates how Good Omens pretends to be a story about immortal beings yet is really commentary on the human experience.

I wish more people read... Name the Sky for Good Omens (TV). This was my submission for the Good Omens Big Bang 2019 event and one of the only stories I've written that takes place throughout the history of the Ineffables.

The fic I agonized the most over... Accept A Little Spin for Good Omens (TV). This is Part 2 in the #rainbowroad trilogy, and it is personal. I agonized a lot while writing and while posting. I don't think I've ever had such a nerve wracking comment experience before or after. Though it's a challenging read, it has some of my favorite scenes from the whole trilogy and is the meat of the story.

The fic that sprang fully formed without effort... The future's going to break through for Good Omens (TV). I think I was unstable when I wrote this. I woke up at 3 AM one morning and hammered out the rough draft before work. It is unhinged and somehow my most popular fic.

And the fic I am proud of... See in technicolor for Good Omens (TV). This story was such a step outside of my comfort zone. It's smutty and filthy and raw and wrenching in turns and a story I sat on for a long time before I got the courage to write it. It is certainly my most uncomfortable story because it is unflinching in the face of (my) dysphoria.

Tagging @moondawntreader for the meme!

[sketchyfletch]

People you want to get to know better

Tagged by @dwead-piwate-meggers (thank you! I am having a stressful morning because of boiler noises so this is very sweet and appreciated)

1. Three Ships: Varies on depending what I'm into, but right now - Beau/Yasha from Critical Role, Leliana/F Warden from Dragon Age, Korra/Asami forever.

2. First Ever Ship: The earliest I can ever remember being invested in the relationship side of things I think was either Quasimodo/Esmerelda (Disney version) or Hercules/Meg. Although looking back Esmerelda was my baby gay awakening so I don't even know what was going on there.

3. Last Song: Last one was from tumblr - Sa Ma (Horse Races) by Haihuai Huang. The last song I intentionally listened to was the Punk Rock Factory cover of Poor Unfortunate Souls (an absolute banger).

4. Last Movie: Shotgun Wedding - 3 out of 5. Pretty fun. Last movie I really enjoyed is a hard decision between Knives Out: Glass Onion and the Lost City.

5. Currently Reading: I usually have two physical books and a couple of kindles on the go along with whatever section of Ao3 I am stuck on. Currently:

The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida by Shehan Karuntilaka - really good, a photographer in Sri Lanka who is dead trying to figure out what happened. But holy heck it's a grim read at times.

How to be a Woman by Caitlin Moran - a lot of people get put off by the title because they think it's a guide. It's more how Caitlin herself figured out what it means for her specifically, and she is a tremendously funny writer. She doesn't hold back on descriptions of various bodily fluids.

Crazy Rich Asians Trilogy by Kevin Kwan - this is my go to re-read at the moment. Rachel's reaction to the mad world of the super-rich is extremely relatable but Kevin's true talent is describing beautiful architecture and FOOD. Oh my god the food descriptions. I want to go to a Singapore hawker's market so badly.

The Adventure Zone graphic novels by the McElroys. The next book is out this month! I am ridiculously excited!

6. Currently Watching: Season 2 of the Legend of Vox Machina. I never watched the first campaign as the second was starting around the time I got into it, and this is a great way of saving me 400 hours of my life.

7. Currently Consuming: Tea with milk. I rarely drink tea but I have an engineer in the flat and it feels like I'm not entirely ignoring him if I offer tea periodically. Also it's cold as tits in my flat rn.

8. Currently Craving: I love making Chinese-inspired chicken thighs. The marinade is five-spice, soy sauce, sesame oil, rice wine and ginger. Sometimes I put a little tomato puree in there too. Soak in the marinade for two hours/overnight, and then bake in the oven for 40 mins. They are so good and I am never not wanting them.

Thank you! Tagging for the 'would like to know you better' - @forestlich @thessalian @yamisnuffles

[zombolouge]

I was tagged by @dwead-piwate-meggers to do the Last Line Meme (post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words) and I am breaking both rules immediately by posting a few lines and only tagging a couple people.

There was an energy to her that I couldn’t explain, or that I didn’t have the words for. Something thick like under-hydrated Jello, sticking to the moment and giving me the wiggles. We’d been spending time together on and off for a few weeks by then, doing things that girls did when they didn’t have to perform at being girls. We rode our bikes through the streets until the lights came on and I had to go home, and she’d always pretend she didn’t know I was heading to the trailer park. We threw things in the creek out past the trailhead, then came back days later to see what stuck and what was gone, marking the way things changed when we couldn’t look at them. Sometimes we did sleepovers and ate too much popcorn while we talked about the teachers we didn’t hate so much, then we’d fall asleep just before the sun could catch us and just after I noticed how warm the covers felt with two of us. Must have been the pajamas, I always thought. Somehow, that made enough sense that I didn’t have to think about it deeper.

tagging @feralkwe @yamisnuffles and @icescrabblerjerky because I love you