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"Look at me."
Illustration from Chapter 3 of Someone Wicked
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Got to pinch hit for @theearlgreymage for the AWTWB server exchange and (while it took me forever) ITS POSTED NOW!
Sneak peek below, but you can view the full NSFW glory here on AO3
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Baz started Watford determined to hide his vampirism at almost any cost. But what if the Mage had confronted him about his secret? What if, instead of threatening to expose him, the Mage offered to help him? And what would be the consequences of accepting his enemy’s help?
Those Glowing, Magickal Years looks at the ripple effects this canon divergence would have on Watford, the wars, and Baz’s relationship with Simon Snow.
You can find Those Glowing, Magickal Years on AO3
(M-rated, 13k, 2 of 40 chapters posted)
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...Part 2 of the illustrations for my twin sister's big Simon Snow fic! Which you can now read on AO3! (It's wonderful and you should read it.)
Here's the synopsis! (The link is in the title - simply click it to read)
Enemies Closer (The Magickal School-Life of Simon Snow and Baz Pitch)
Of all the things I expect my father to tell me when we convene in his study, it very much isn’t, “The Old Families want you to befriend the Chosen One.”
A COMPLETED fic of Simon and Baz’s eight years together at Watford with one fundamental change to their relationship: what if eleven-year-old Baz had been instructed to be Simon’s friend instead of his enemy? (Answer: much the same initial antagonistic relationship that becomes a slow-burning and character-defining romance.)
Includes lots of magickal worldbuilding that fill in the gaps of their missing years at Watford, their coming-of-age stories, and their eventual love story.
Covers Simon Snow and the Mage’s Heir (year 1) through Carry On (year 8).
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For the flower prompts...
Calla Lily (it's my favourite flower) - Something at first sight.
I leave it to you to do any Sandman pairing you have an itch to write. 💜😊
Ooooooo this one is so appropriate for me as one of my fave fics I’ve written (not for this fandom) is called Calla Lillies 💖💖 I also added a little personalized twist on this, just for you 😘
Flower Prompt Game!
(Also, for anyone still wondering, I am in fact still accepting prompts! Gonna be a bit slow and answer one or two a day, but I’m so glad this has been such a hit!)
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When Morpheus Endless (and isn’t that the name of the century?) enters the coffee shop in a whirlwind of taut anxiety and indignant rage, Simon Snow does not even say hello, he merely takes up residence at the espresso machine to start preparing the most absurdly complex drink known to man.
“Your man is here,” Penelope deadpans, and Simon rolls his eyes. Morpheus is not his man. He’s very nice to look at, yes, and he may or may not bear a striking resemblance to Simon’s hopelessly secret crush arch nemesis, but they’re too alike in temperament to be anything more than friends. But he can see where the confusion comes from.
When he finishes making Morpheus’s regular order, he calls for his break and walks over, drink in hand, to the corner Morpheus and his terribly bad mood have taken up residence.
“Bad day?” Simon asks, placing the absurdly sweet concoction down on the table where Morpheus has sprawled all his notebooks and laptop. He’s not looking at any of it though, more preoccupied with whatever social media scandal is happening on his phone.
“Cory left me,” Morpheus growls, tapping angrily at the screen. “For Alex Burgess. Who, as you recall, is currently still in a relationship with Paul Mcguire, the unfaithful bastard.”
Simon has no idea who these people are besides Cory, who has come into the shop with Morpheus once. He doesn’t pay attention to the campus gossip. More specifically, the rich people campus gossip. Because Simon is here at the university on scholarship, working part time at the local coffee shop for a little extra spending money, and Morpheus is part of the very small, elite group of legacy family admissions.
No one, not even Penelope, Simon’s best friend since childhood, understands why he and Morpheus get along so well. Simon knows it’s partially because he’s the only one willing to make Morpheus’s stupidly complicated order, and partially because they’re both grumpy bisexuals who fall in love too easily with the wrong people.
“You were too good for him anyways,” Simon replies, plopping down into the chair next to Morpheus.
“Damn right I am,” Morpheus answers, picking up his coffee that is actually more syrup, sugar and milk than anything resembling coffee. And that was after Simon added four shots of espresso. He groans happily as he takes his first sip. “He was awful in bed anyways.”
Simon snorts. “Maybe you should try not dating rich assholes,” he offers.
“No? I should only pine for them hopelessly from across the rugby pitch?” Morpheus answers pointedly.
“Wow, you’re lucky I’m on shift or I’d tip that sad excuse for coffee into your lap,” Simon bites back, feeling the familiar heat of anger rise up in him. Because of course Morpheus knew about Simon’s complicated feelings towards Baz. But he didn’t have to be an asshole about it just because he got dumped.
Morpheus sniffles. “These jeans are Gucci,” is all he says back, before taking another sip of his coffee and letting the subject drop.
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Simon’s break is over before he knows it, and not a moment too soon. He and Penelope are swamped by the late-afternoon rush. Simon doesn’t know how so many people could be craving coffee this late in the day, but to each their own. Morpheus had ordered a second cup of his ungodly drink right before the rush hit, and it’s when he’s finishing up that drink and getting ready to leave that half the rugby team decides to walk into the cafe and ruin Simon’s day.
“Snow,” Baz Pitch sneers at him when he gets to the counter to order. Simon rolls his eyes.
“Let me guess, black tea for the blackness in your soul?” he retorts, smirking when Baz’s face goes tight with annoyance.
“Ooooh, this guy’s got you down to a T,” a brunette answers, coming up from behind Baz and draping an arm over his shoulders.
“Shut up Hob,” Baz replies, rolling his eyes and shrugging his friend off before turning back to Simon. “And yes, black tea, but do try not to over-steep it this time Snow.”
“I’ll have a caramel latte,” the man called Hob adds, “with extra caramel syrup since Bazzy’s paying.”
“Hob I swear if you call me Bazzy one more time—”
“Yeah, yeah, you’ll sue me for defamation somehow, hey, can I get a couple of cake pops too?” Hob answers all in one breath. Simon gets the impression the man is something like a golden retriever in human form.
“Sure, anything for a friend of Bazzy's,” Simon chuckles before he turns to work on their order. He can practically feel Baz seething from behind him as he prepares their order.
As he’s getting ready to prepare Hob’s latte, Simon catches Morpheus out of the corner of his eye approaching the counter, and he instinctively starts preparing a drink for him as well. Seriously, how the hell could Morpheus stomach one of these, let alone three in a single sitting?
“The line is behind me, Endless,” Simon hears Baz say.
“Ah, that’s where you’re mistaken, Basil,” Morpheus replies smoothly. “There is no line when you’re the favorite.”
“Who the hell says you’re the favorite?” Baz snaps
“I do,” Simon cuts in, bringing over the order, and making sure to hand Morpheus’s drink over first. He can just tell Baz is irrationally mad about the whole thing. “Unlike some other customers, Morpheus is a sweetheart.”
“Thank you, dear heart,” Morpheus practically coos at him before turning back to Baz and Hob and smirking. “The cake pops are quite good, by the way.”
“Good to know!” Hob answers cheerily. “Did you want one, by the way? Didn’t realize how large they were,” he adds holding one out.
Morpheus looks taken aback, but accepts the cake pop with a meek thank you and then with their order complete, the rugby team starts making their way towards the exit. Morpheus stares after them as they leave, cake pop still in hand.
“I think I’m in love,” Morpheus says once the cafe has totally emptied out.
“You’re what now?” Simon exclaims, then groans. “Please tell me this isn’t about the cake pop.”
“He has nice eyes,” Morpheus argues. “And if he tolerates Basil’s awful attitude, I’m practically a ray of sunshine in comparison.”
“You're not wrong,” Penelope cuts in, leaning her elbows down on the counter next to Simon. “And if Morpheus can get Hob, maybe he can help you get Baz, Si.”
“That is a terrible plan,” Simon says. “And anyways, Baz hates me.”
“It’s an excellent plan,” Morpheus replies. “And also, you’re an idiot. Basil was ready to stab me with my own fountain pen for touching you so casually.”
“He was not!” Simon squeaks.
“No, he definitely was, I’m with Morpheus here,” Penelope says. “Maybe you two should pretend to date and see how long it takes for Baz to crack.”
“Absolutely not,” Simon says at the same time Morpheus answers “That’s an excellent idea.”
Simon groans.
“I don’t have a choice in the matter do I?” he asks.
“Not at all,” Morpheus replies, biting into the cake pop.
#dreamling#hob x morpheus#dream x hob#snowbaz#baz x simon#sandman fanfic#simon snow fanfic#seiya writes#seiya writes dreamling#I have literally only read fangirl and carry on so hopefully I captured the snowbaz pre-relationship dynamic okay for my first time lmaoooo
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Suddenly the bushes around us begin to shudder. I start, tail whipping free of Baz’s hand and looping around his waist, tugging him to me (to safety). The buds swell and break open. Deep red petals shudder and stretch before slowing and settling.
We’re surrounded by roses.
For All Intents and Purposes. Ch.3 An unexpected truth
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YOU GUYS! You have no idea how excited am I for this chapter seeing the light!! is probably my favourite so far, and is filled with quirks, tenderness and fun. And of course, Malcolm trying. Ohh boy, this is the good stuff!!
Please check Chapter 3 here! we both @hushed-chorus and I had a great time developing it :D I hope you like the art too!
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Six Sentence Sunday! The sequel!
So... Yes. I am still working on this little (I hope it's little) "What if Baz succeeded in stealing Simon's voice in 5th year?" fanfic of mine. Because. Um. I like the potential for angst? So much angst. Also other feelings. But for the purposes of today's little snippet: ANGST.
Since I missed last week (and might miss next week if I can't manage to write something new between now and then), you get 12 lines instead of 6! Also because the snippet wouldn't have worked so well cut in half.
You already know the premise of my fic, so this shouldn't come as too much of a shock: Baz did a bad thing, and he remembers it too well.
He didn’t start our would-be confrontation with any of his usual questions or accusations. He started with my name. "Baz—"
That single utterance morphed into the most terrible sound I’d ever heard. Would ever hear. Snow choked on it, because it wouldn’t stop. It twisted and writhed in the air after clawing its way out of him. It became an unrecognizable, fading wail. Only I knew. I never stopped hearing my name.
My name on Snow’s lips took forever to die. And as awful as that slow death had been, the silence that followed was a thousand times worse.
(Yeah. Canon divergence begins here. I did say I'm here for maximum angst XD)
Side note: Looking for brainstorming/writing buddies so I don't overwhelm the ones I already have. Ahem. If this story idea intrigues you and you'd like to let me babble at you a lot (I am happy to accept return babble if you also have a WIP), let me know. It's the only way I get anything done, apparently.
Bonus picture of my pile of notecards, mostly to prove I'm doing something, under the cut, along with tags!
(I am posting this at 7-ish am, then going to bed, so if you've posted already all you lovelies in other time zones, consider this a friendly wave hello! Will read stuff tonight!)
@nightimedreamersworld @cutestkilla @hushed-chorus @alleycat0306 @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @prettygoododds @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @supercutedinosaurs @martsonmars @fatalfangirl @thewholelemon @raenestee @ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @ic3-que3n @facewithoutheart @rimeswithpurple @erzbethluna @ebbpettier @ionlydrinkhotwater @whogaveyoupermission @theearlgreymage @philaet0s @scone-lover @youarenevertooold @whatevertheweather @brilla-brilla-estrellita
(Want tags? Don't want tags? LMK!)
#six sentence sunday#I know nothing of plotting#no really I mean I'm a total pantser#trying to plot#Baz should really be giving me tips while occupying my brain rent free the way he is#note cards are involved#right?#ZOMG SIMON LOSES HIS VOICE LIKE ARIEL IN THE LITTLE MERMAID#only I'm not writing a mermaid story#that's artsyunderstudy#no really you should go check out her sexy billowy shirt baz#are you seriously still reading my tags?#you're my hero#(I am so freaking tired)#baz pitch#simon snow#simon snow series#the simon snow trilogy#carry on#simon snow fanfic#snowbaz#canon divergence#jodofic
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BIG SHOUTOUT TO @artsyunderstudy FOR THEIR AMAZING FIC!
She finally finished Someone Wicked, so for those who only read completed stuff, go read it right now! It's fantastic!
Literally art. I love it so much. And also love the actual art. She's so talented.
Thanks Ashton! You're a gift to the fandom <33
Also hope you don't mind me promoting it. I just loved it so much :]
#simon snow fanfiction#simon snow#the simon snow series#simon snow fanfic#simon snow fanart#snowbaz#baz pitch#someone wicked#artsyfic
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Champagne problems by theresnothis (me)
“Simon Snow dropped my hand in the middle of a dance in our annual Christmas ball to go to Agatha Wellbelove, leaving me crestfallen on the landing”
Can’t believe I wrote carry on fanfic and not aftg fanfic wow am I moving on? (No I’m still planning to reread aftg for the fourth time)
Anyways hope you guys will give this a chance!! It is pretty short just 1k words
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"I think he wants this, wants me. And I’m going to make it so good for him. This morning. This life…I’ll keep trying. To keep him well. To keep him happy."
Simon makes good on fulfilling his new mission in life.
Good for Him
A fic written for the Erotic Grope Fest 2023
Rated E, 4k
(text free image under the cut, non-explicit)
#egf2023#simon snow#tyrannus basilton grimm pitch#snowbaz#the simon snow trilogy#carry on#wayward son#any way the wind blows#snow for christmas#rainbow rowell#simon snow fic#carry on fic#snowbaz fic#simon snow fanfic#carry on fanfiction#snowbaz fanfiction
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so, so pleased to share that I finished my first snowbaz fic! on my last reread of carry on, i found myself intrigued by the little details baz and simon both share about fighting the chimera, so i decided to imagine the rest of the story.
I mimicked Rainbow's writing style for this fic, which was an interesting experience. i typically write original characters and it was really fun and easeful to play around in a world that was already so fully fleshed out.
I've Always Played with Fire (T, 2k)
Watford fifth year. Baz lures Simon into the Wavering Wood by promising him information about his parents.
Then Baz has a terrible realization about himself.
His jaw is jutting out, his eyebrows are furrowed low, and he looks like he's trying to uncover some sinister plot beneath my words.
Meanwhile, my sinister plot is advancing on us...
Read on AO3
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It doesn’t feel like a dream when Baz kisses me.
Hi hello it's my friend Dre @cutestkilla's birthday today and I love her very much, and also she wrote this amazing fic called What's Left that was kinda our friendship origin story tbh even tho we didnt start really talking till later. BUT STILL. I already gushed all over discord but just wanna reiterate how happy I am to be friends with such an amazing person.
The fic, by the way, is absolutely amazing, and beautiful, and romantic and SMART and funny and really really I cannot say this enough, stop waiting to read this fic if you haven't read it yet. It will change you for the better.
#artsyart#snowbaz#Simon snow#baz pitch#Simon snow fanfic#carry on fanfic#snowbaz fanart#snowbaz fanfic#what's left#fanart of fanfiction#gift art#Also make sure you leave her a nice birthday message on the fic if you read it because of this post#or re-read it#GIVE IT LOVE#it deserves all the love#mwah#sidbaz#eheheehehe#my fave rarepair
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Love Song For A Vampire
Rating: Mature
Words: 6498
Chapters: 2/2
Summary:
A mysterious dark flower invades Baz and Simon’s home, trapping them inside illusions designed to break them. It whispers poisoned thoughts. It feeds on pain. It’ll eat until there’s nothing left.
#snowbaz#snowbaz fanfiction#simon snow fanfic#simon snow fanfiction#simon snow#baz pitch#in which i listen to annie lennox to be incredibly goth while writing sadness and love
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Hey! Loads of the cool kids are in the playground and I want to play! Thank you for the tags @thewholelemon, @youarenevertooold, @wellbelesbian, @cutestkilla, @artsyunderstudy, @ileadacharmedlife, @orange-peony, and @shrekgogurt. It's great to see so much interesting stuff being worked on.
Those Glowing, Magickal Years is making progress, and I hope to post chapter one this week. I expect Year One of Watford to be three chapters long, and the other years will be longer, sooo... yeah. I love a long plotty plot plot.
I've pulled six sentences, all of which include the word 'school'.
1. The prettiest girl in school is my friend!
2. It’s all well and good, pointing at livestock in a way uncharacteristically direct for a member of my family, but it’s not much use when you’re at a boarding school.
3. “Run along back to the school, Simon. We’ll discuss this in the morning.”
4. I shouldn’t goad Snow into blowing up chunks of the school.
5. “People are saying he’s a fraud. That’s why the Mage keeps him hidden away in that school."
6. "Fiona, the school is part of the Pitch legacy!”
No-pressure tags below the cut!
@facewithoutheart @captain-aralias @raenestee @ivelovedhimthroughworse @larkral @stitchyqueer @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @confused-bi-queer @aristocratic-otter @whogaveyoupermission @nightimedreamersworld @fatalfangirl @onepintobean @theearlgreymage @martsonmars @blackberrysummerblog @palimpsessed @valeffelees @j-nipper-95 @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @alexalexinii @bookish-bogwitch @cosmicalart @bazzybelle @theotherhufflepuff @that-disabled-princess @prettygoododds @mooncello @roomwithanopenfire
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More fanart of Rainbow Rowell's wonderful queer monster romance! My twin sis's AU where Baz is forced to be Simon's friend at school. 5th year illustration, after the boys' friendship goes sour because of bloodlust... and definitely not because of any other lust.
More illustrations to come, leading up to the release of my twin's fic!
(And, yes, in response to a wonderful note, you may consider me the illustrator Wren to her Writer Cath)
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WIP Wednesday
I know it's late in the day, if it even is still Wednesday where you are. I blame @shrekgogurt, who tagged me when it was still late Tuesday night my time, so I forgot about it until now! But that's ok. I'm just happy to be tagged again.
This is a snippet from an untitled WIP with a couple of redactions because I'm not quite ready to share the full premise yet.
Baz POV (I swear I write things not in Baz POV, too):
I fish my newspaper out from under Simon and attempt to smooth it out enough to continue reading. Just as I find where I left off, Simon says, “Erm– <redacted> is there something you wanted to talk about?”
I glance up to once again find <redacted> making a face at us, but this is one of nervousness. He’s standing awkwardly in front of us with a mug of tea in his hands biting his lip. It’s a look I’ve seen on Simon’s face time and again.
“Um, yeah, actually. I…” He pauses. Simon straightens himself in my lap. “I want to tell <redacted> about my magic.”
At this, Simon lifts himself from my lap and sits in the chair beside me. I fold the newspaper and set it on the table. That clearly isn’t happening today.
I’ve stiffened automatically, schooling my face blank like I used to do so often. I rarely use that tactic at home. I don’t need to, and I don’t want to. But it’s a subconscious reaction and sometimes it slips out.
“You want to tell <redacted> about magic.” I repeat back slowly. I can hear my father’s voice in my own. I hate it. Simon squeezes my knee under the table. He can hear it, too, then. I take a deep breath and let it out, sending some of the tenseness along with it and relaxing my shoulders.
<redacted> stands his ground, not put off by my response, thank Crowley. I try to be very open with the children. Approachable. I don’t want them to think they can’t come to me the way I couldn’t go to my father. It’s been work, but I’ve done well so far.
Ooooookay that's all. Thanks for reading! I'm tagging people even though it's late. Heh.
@onepintobean @thewholelemon @technetiumai @raenestee @facewithoutheart @ileadacharmedlife @martsonmars
#simon snow fanfic#simon snow#baz pitch#wip wednesday#my writing#edit: after i posted this i thought “IS TODAY EVEN WEDNESDAY
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