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knight/prince snowbaz au because i can’t stop thinking abt them ever
#mine#my art#fanart#snowbaz#simon snow series#simon snow#simon salisbury#baz pitch#tyrannus basilton grimm pitch#prince x knight#I LOVE THIS TROPE W THEM#PLEASE MAKE MORE
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Okay, but, Snow for Christmas was a fucking TREAT!
Can we please discuss how precious it was? And how I need MORE after reading it.
I'm dropping spoilers below because I've reread this 5 times while at work today and need to let my emotions out.
Baz and Simon having regular lunches with Fiona? Please give me those dialougues. Gimme a fucking screen play of nothing but their lunches
Simon regularly practicing his sword skills AND distracting Baz? You cannot convince me this isn't a flirting tactic doe Simon. Let me read about Simon seducing Baz via a sword 😏
ALWAYS KISSING GOODBYE? MY HEART CANNOT.
Okay, but I also want more family drama from the Grimms and Pitches. Uncle Cyril? Tell me what this man has done to find himself on the wrong side of Malcom Grimm and Simon Snow. Spill that tea. (I will always map Baz's entire family tree if you let me.)
The sofa is PINK!! Need I say more?
Wing Flap Shirts!! I'm so glad our dragon baby finally has clothes he can wear without needing magic. NOW. Which one of you lovelies is drawing this?
"He reaches up and carefully starts to loosen my tie. He's become very skilled at this over the last few months." 😏😏😏
Baz internally swooning at EVERY thought of Simon being his boyfriend.
Simon being a GOOD boyfriend and immediately being up for another dinner with Baz's family. For Baz. Because he's so GOOD
Baz referring to Lady Salisbury as Simon's grandmother? ADORABLE. Lady Salisbury being cool with Simon and Baz bring "as gay we want. We can be extra gay, as a treat." YES. GIVE THESE BOYS A KIND FAMILY FIGURE WHO ACCEPTS THEM WITH NOTHING BUT LOVE. Please give me more visits with the Salisbury family. I need the wholesomeness.
WHERE CAN I READ ABOUT FIONA AND NICOS WEDDING!?!?!?
"We could be married with children --" "Could we?" PLEASE GIVE THEM A FAMILY
Can I get more fanart of Baz with his siblings. Because they are precious little things. And I need more of Petra and Sophie climbing Baz like he's their personal jungle gym. I need more pre-teen Mordelia spending wholesome time with her brother. I need to see Swithin climbing this fucking Tibetan mastiff. Thank you very much.
Can we please give Rainbow Rowell a massive thanks for giving us a more detailed description of Malcom Grimm finally??
I will foot the entire fucking production crew to have that dinner recreated for the screen. I would sell my soul to a Demon like Shepard if it means I can have a quality holiday special of that dinner. Fucking. Hell. Baz IMMEDIATELY grabbing Simon to ground him. Simon SUPPORTING HIS MAN and holding his hand. SIMON BELIEVING IN BAZ THAT HE'S GOT THIS DINNER IN THE BAG AND JUST SERVING BAZ FOOD. Malcom and Daphne crying and pouring drinks over Baz finally finally finally getting to eat dinner with him. Sophie getting gravy in her hair.
And can we also discuss the fact that this scene proves that these little girls know their big brother is a vampire? And they still adore him? They still climb all over him and practically beg for his attention? That these girls just want to spend time with their brother and aren't afraid in the slightest of him?
FANG BACKSTORY BREAKING MY FUCKING HEART. Baby Baz fucking hiding in the barn. Terrified. And Fiona just fucking supporting her nephew. I 100% cried during this scene.
Edit Add cause I somehow forgot to mention : Simon's fucking obsession with Baz's fangs. Like. Honey. No, his family does not want to watch him drain a deer. That's just you.
"I think I got drunk with Baz's dad at dinner." Had me rolling.
Backtracking. WE HAVE CAREER OPTIONS FOR SIMON. And so help me. I would refuse to talk to this man too if he tried to join the RAF or police force. Like. He really needs to address this hero-savior complex with his fucking therapist. For fucks sake. Stop trying to save people Simon. Just get your fucking fork lift license and RELAX.
Really. Die Hard? Are we shocked?
THE. FOREHEAD. KISS.
End of discussion. (But really. Discuss. Because I am feral right now. And I cannot focus on writing lesson plans in this state.)
#snowbaz#carry on#sfc#simon snow#tyrannus basilton grimm pitch#basilton pitch#baz pitch#simon salisbury#rainbow rowell#scattered shower#snow for christmas#spoilers
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love is about sacrifices and those sacrifices are 1 wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day so your sun-sensitive boyfriend looks more normal and 2 wearing a sweater vest even though it's too hot for september because you're boyfriend needs to conceal his wings with pullovers
(wip)
#drawing#sketch#carry on#carry on rainbow rowell#simon salisbury#carry on trilogy#carry on simon#any way the wind blows#simon baz#baz pitch#snowbaz#simon snow#rainbow rowell#wayward son
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hes just so lovely isnt he
#my silly#art#my art#simon salisbury#simon snow#simon snow salisbury#simon snow fanart#simon snow salisbury fanart#simon salisbury fanart#carry on#carry on rainbow rowell#carry on fanart
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now what if i said baz pitch?
#baz pitch#basilton pitch#baz grimm pitch#snowbaz#simon snow#simon salisbury#simon snow salisbury#carry on#wayward son#any way the wind blows#awtwb
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“All I really know is that nothing I’ve experienced compares to you.” - Any Way the Wind Blows @rainbowrowell
#snowbaz#simon snow#baz pitch#simon x baz#baz x simon#basilton pitch#tyrannus basilton grimm pitch#snowbaz fanart#basilton grimm pitch#simon salisbury#digital art#digital drawing#procreate#rainbow rowell#any way the wind blows#carry on#fangirl#wayward son#wings#simon with wings#gay shit#lgbtq#let them be happy please#vampire strength comes in handy#and they’re both boys#mine#my artwork#simon snow trilogy#fanart
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Am I the only one who saw Tyler from Wednesday and immediately thought "Simon Snow"?
He even has the moles! 😳❤️
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I decided to use my Watford scarf for a Simon Snow closet cosplay! @rainbowrowell
#carry on#simon snow#wayward son#anyway the wind blows#snowbaz#rainbow rowell#fangirl#simon snow cosplay#simon salisbury#the simon snow trilogy#watford#watford school of magicks
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you belong with me
a 1k snowbaz hurt-comfort fic -that i totally did not reflect my problems onto- featuring Papa Malcom
an&tw: mentioned homophobia, unedited and unbeated as always, finished in 30 mins because we die like Lucy
♡reblogs and likes are much appreciated♡
♡see my pinned post for more snowbaz♡
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“What’s wrong?” His dad asks.
Baz hears him ask. The question echoes in the empty hallway.
Baz wonders that too.
“What in the Nine Mages is wrong with you Basilton?” His hand curls around his wrist. He means to be harsh on him, Baz realizes, he means to hurt him by squeezing on his wrist. But he fails. He fails so tremendously.
“Answer me boy,” his hand unfurls and jabs a finger onto his sweater, managing to find the button of his shirt underneath, “what is wrong with you?”
The answer he wants to scream at his father’s face, also, echoes in the emptiness he is.
His father looks at his face, his mother’s face; eyes glassy, wet eyelashes clumped in raven spears, an unstable line where her smile would be. Baz doesn’t need to see his own face to know. His father has told these to him before, in the solemn moments he shared with Baz as a toddler when the monster in him was still sleeping.
The wind sweeps his father’s hair onto his face, still warm with no sun in sight and storm clouds rolling in. Baz feels cold. Colder than he's ever been.
“I don’t know,” he holds his gaze like Atlas holding up the storm clouds. “I thought you could tell me what you expected from me,” he sniffles, “and we could measure how much I went over your expectations.”
He steps closer.
“Tell me father,” he starts counting with his fingers, “what was wrong in me being the best at anything and everything I ever did?”
“Or taking care of everything when-” He feels the anger burn up the cinder in his throat when he unfolds his second finger.
“Or doing everything on my own?”
He raises his hand, “Or hiding away in the corners of your shame until I rot away?”
His father looks down at his hands. Farmer hands. Broad and strong.
“That’s what I thought.” Baz fixes his collar then turns on his heels. His nimble fingers tug at his tie.
“If,” he takes one step, “you want to be in my life, fix what’s wrong with you first.”
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Simon looked at the door. And he waited for it to open, like he did for the last 2 hours. If he had been back at Watford, all the doors in the building would have burned away in 2 seconds.
“Can we meet?
-M.G.P”
Simon’d found the envelope on the small coffee table; and read it with his phone wedged between his cheek and shoulder on his second failed call for Baz.
He opened and read the card once again.
It had the same posh curves Baz had in his e’s and g’s. Written onto a soil colored card with silver ink hidden in a cream envelope sealed with fancy red wax. He could not understand what Malcom meant by this, after all the silence. Was this a peace offering? Or was this the end of the noose around Baz’s neck?
He looked at the door again. He heard the unforgiving and insistnet bark of Mrs. Delores’ poodle. Baz was coming.
He threw the card at the table where he found it and ran to the door. The keys jingled.
“Si-” he looked at his face.
“Baz.”
Simon threw his hands around his neck. The collar of his shirt was askew and he was crumpling his tie in his hands, but Simon ignored that and squeezed his trembling body harder.
“It’s okay,” he whispered over the top of his head, “whatever’s wrong we can fix it together.”
In return Baz squeezed him tighter. He folded down into a small pocket version Baz; the tall man was gone. Simon felt like he could just pick him up and fit him inside his chest, his rightful place, between his lungs where he’d be safe.
Simon led them to the bedroom where he took off his shoes and trousers. He took the tie from his hands and undid the buttons of his shirt.
He wanted to speak about it, but Baz had shut down. He was almost transparent and Simon didn’t want him floating away like a ghost.
“Let’s get to bed,” he removed the comforter, “and I’ll warm you up some soup and blood.” He rubbed a hand on his bare back before turning to the door, “You look cold.”
“Don’t leave,” Baz said. “I’m freezing.”
Simon turned back at him.
“I’m not leaving, just gonna go to the kitchen. I made lentil soup-”
“No. Come to bed, Si. Please.”
He obliged. Not because he asked or for the tears rolling down his face. Simon felt his gravity center move to the bed and then go deep into the core of the earth, that’s why. All his inhibitions were forgotten, the other half of his soul was sore in wounds and he could not find no doctor or cure for it.
He folded under the soft fabric of the comforter; over Baz’s body, as cold as steel.
“Can you turn my way?” Simon whispered.
Anyone reading this would say Baz’s face was even more poetic up close. That was total bullshit. Baz was all over the bed in sharp pieces.
Under his eyes had a muted purple where he must have rubbed. Simon kissed there hoping to take the pain hidden there. The side of his mouth twitched as he ducked in shallow wet breaths. He kissed there too.
“He said I don’t belong.”
Simon waited.
“Nowhere.”
Baz opened his eyes.
Simon waited again and fought the urge to say otherwise. He looked at his eyes, guarded by his wet eyelashes.
“Not even with you,” he breathed shallowly, “the worst chosen one.”
“Well he is right,” Simon said. “You don’t belong with me. You belong next to me. We belong together.”
#baz deseves all the love in this world#and yes; i did use u beling with me on the title because i am a psycho like that♡#snowbaz fic#snowbaz#snowbaz fanfic#hurt/comfort#malcom#simon snow#baz pitch#basilton grimm pitch#simon salisbury#simon x baz#baz x simon
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Watching Staged₃ and sitting there like. Simon. Lucy. Why does that sound so familiar (aside from the previous two seasons) and omg, it's because Simon and Lucy
#simon salisbury#lucy salisbury#simon snow#simon snow salisbury#david tennant#michael sheen#staged#Staged₃#crossover#bonus: try explaining this to my dad who's watching Staged but has never read the trilogy#it's so fun#oh what's the Staged Simon's last name?#I don't remember#google says its#simon evans#but who even pays attention to him /j
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that’s baz’s handkerchief btw <3
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Had a lot of fun drawing for my first Carry On Big Bang! This piece is for a fanfic written by @bazzybelle - found on AO3
It has some good worldbuilding and Baz is bad ass, which I think is rare to see in a fanfic. Please go check it out :D
#cobb 2022#snowbaz#rainbow rowell#carry on#bazpitch#simon snow#tyrannus basilton pitch#basilton pitch#any way the wind blows#simon salisbury#the simon snow trilogy
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they're in their early thirties and life has been a little boring.
it's like a dream come true.
(and we're all going to be n i c e because this is my first time drawing them fully digital, and im using a free app and my finger)
#drawing#sketch#carry on rainbow rowell#carry on#simon salisbury#carry on trilogy#carry on simon#wayward son#any way the wind blows#this looks shit#but I'm doing my best#simon baz#snowbaz#baz pitch
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did i read all 517 pages of carry on in one day? absolutely!
(i reread the first half and read the rest for the first time)
#simon snow#simon snow salisbury#simon salisbury#baz grimm pitch#bazilton grimm pitch#carry on rainbow rowell
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whoever got the third fangirl manga, share those snowbaz panels right now or i will haunt you forever.
#simon snow#simon salisbury#simon snow salisbury#snowbaz#baz pitch#basilton pitch#baz grimm pitch#carry on#wayward son#any way the wind blows#awtwb#fangirl#fangirl manga
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I have cried more because I love Simon than from stress (and I AM IN A LOT OF STRESS, yesterday I slept for 30 minutes) But Simon, that chaotic mess feels so dear to me, he is truly tragic and I can’t do nothing to help him, but I get him, every decision, every feeling.
He changed my life, I wish we could be friends.
I was editing the # and I’m crying again, he is a Salisbury, I hope Lady Ruth let’s him have the house and take the memories that lie in those walls, and that my bb eats cake every day, he deserves that.
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