#baz is plotting

[letraspal]

Guess who’s outfit is who’s

#Simon was plotting #Tik Tok trends #simon snow #snowbaz #baz pitch #fanart #letraspal #carry on #illustration #book characters #carry on fanart #rainbow rowell

[elenthali]

okay so this one might be a reach but something about the pub scene this episode struck me as familiar. the west ham fan (credited as arnold and played by ben mars) enters the pub and greets baz to which mae responds by telling him to get out because the pub is a richmond pub. baz initially defends him but proceeds to join the others in telling him to leave and they all laugh it off.

and then there’s this brief moment where baz turns so the others can’t see his expression and it’s evident that he was joining in to blend in 👀 and all i could think of was everything we’ve seen with colin in episodes 3 and 4

so my (somewhat wildcard) theory is that if colin does come out publicly we will see the positive impacts it has - one of these being baz coming out to jeremy, paul and mae and introducing arnold as his boyfriend without pretenses as we’ll hopefully see colin reintroduce michael to the team as his boyfriend rather than his ‘wingman’

#i might have finally lost the plot with this one #either i’m gonna be right about this or i just need to go to bed #but i was so certain the parallels were there #baz #jeremy #paul #baz jeremy and paul #mae #ted lasso s3 #ted lasso spoilers #ted lasso #afc richmond #colin hughes

[iamamythologicalcreature]

Three lost boys (found)

“Pan would have never done this,” Hook eventually says. “Tonight would have ended in blood.”

“Disappointed?” Simon asks.

Hook releases a long sigh. It sounds sad. Tired. “Can’t say that I am. I used to be a lost boy myself.”

“You were?” I ask, turning to look at the slumbering kids a short distance away.

“Not that kind,” Hook says with distaste. His voice softens. “A different sort of lost somewhere else.”

Excerpt from Lost Boys, by @mooncello

I am so excited to announce that I'll be adding illustrations to @mooncello's absolutely gorgeous (and highly inspirational) fanfic "Lost Boys." I've been fangirling this story from the first sampling I read on a wipsday post, and getting to illustrate Heath's beautiful prose is an absolute dream.

If you haven't read Chapter 1 yet, now's an excellent time to do so! You can get the full context for the illustration above, and see a higher res version, if you so desire.

Thank you for inviting me to play in your sandbox, Heath! <3

#snowbaz #simon snow #baz pitch #carry on fanfiction #carry on fanart #fic rec #Snowbaz goes to Neverland #jodarta #lost boys #Look I just love these boys #And I love neverland #So this is super cool for me #go read the fic #you'll see what i mean #I really just wanted to draw snowbaz hanging out with captain hook #And Baz's coat #And about a dozen other things from this fic seriously the hardest part is choosing what to focus on to draw #Loving this particular struggle though #And just between you and me #I'm a little in love with captain hook #And this whole thing is really an elaborate plot to get Heath to talk Captain James Hook with me #(it worked I'm a genius)

[bookish-bogwitch]

Hey all! I hope you aren't feeling to much post-holiday drop in the wake of EGF and Baz's birthday. Remember you can keep the spirit of erotic groping alive in your hearts all the year round.

I've been working hard on chapter 9 of Basil Pitch's Diary, which feels like the part where the rubber meets the road emotionally. It's satisfying and I like it, and it's also hard going. I might have to slow down the already slow posting schedule, which chagrins me, but oh well.

Meanwhile here are some sentences from chapter 5, which is maybe my favorite chapter so far. I'm excited to share it with you guys on Saturday.

Baz, Dev and Niall are getting ready for a school dance:

Behind me, visible in the mirror where I was fixing my hair, Niall coaxed Dev’s tie into a neat batwing. “There, it’s—hey!” Dev, laughing, had pulled Niall’s own tie loose for at least the fourth time.  Niall pouted. “Now I have to do it again.” “Let me,” said Dev. In the mirror over my shoulder I saw Dev’s hands move at Niall’s throat with a sureness that would be surprising if you didn’t know he was a Pitch to the manner born. Niall didn’t take his eyes off Dev’s face. “There,” said Dev, fingers lingering on Niall’s collar. “Thanks,” said Niall, and yanked it loose again.  They dissolved into giggles and I resisted the urge to bang my head against the mirror.

Thank you for the tags, @thewholelemon, @hushed-chorus, @cutestkilla, @emeryhall, @forabeatofadrum, @artsyunderstudy, @facewithoutheart, and @run-for-chamo-miles. I'm excited to catch up with your WIPpets. I'll tag in @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @fatalfangirl, @moodandmist, @ileadacharmedlife, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @whogaveyoupermission, @whatevertheweather, @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @namistrella, @ic3-que3n, @theearlgreymage, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @youarenevertooold, @iamamythologicalcreature, @goblindad-emoshit, @dragoneggos, @ebbpettier, @fight-surrender, @hertragedyconnoisseur, @j-nipper-95, @larkral, @nightimedreamersworld, @onepintobean, @pipsqueakparker, @rimeswithpurple, @twokisses, @valeffelees, @yellobb, @yeonjunenby.

#six sentence sunday #basil pitch's diary #my writing #simon snow #baz pitch #deniall #i mean not much of a spoiler that dev and niall are getting together at some point i mean come on #i was basically using deniall as a plot device without actually caring about them until i wrote this section #and started rooting for them

[mooncello]

introducing my first snowbaz fic! ⚡ day 20 of the @carryon-countdown: flowers

“I want to make sure I understand all this.” Penny finishes pouring her third cup of tea. “You’re giving Baz flowers…multiple times…and making him think they’re from a secret admirer. To annoy him.” “Yeah.” “You…” She pushes her glasses back up her nose with one hand while holding her mug of tea in the other, steam curling around her face. “Are giving Baz flowers.” “He hates them.” “As his secret crush.” “What? No. The secret crush thing is a ruse.” I bounce a little in my seat. “It’s so fun, Pen. I haven’t seen Baz this annoyed in a long time.”

~

Or, Simon gets bored, attempts to prank Baz, and ends up pranking himself.

#my first snowbaz fic! #it's so silly #simon attempts to plot #it backfires obvs #i love this fandom #carry on #snowbaz #simon snow #baz pitch #carry on countdown #coc 2023

[sailorblossoms]

“I’ve got you now. I’ve finally got you where I want you”

honestly, this line sounds like something a character says right after all their plans come together to finally capture their nemesis and put them at their mercy.... but it's just Simon Snow sliding his tongue down his nemesis' throat, after spending hundreds of pages unable to formulate more than 2 thoughts without bringing him up, never once catching up on the homosexual tension of it all, but instantly concluding that now that he had a taste of having Baz under his hands with his lips on him he finally has what he wants and will simply never let him go, (well it's basically the same thing, i heard somebody in the audience say–)

#simon really said i will keep my nemesis from plotting by making out with him passionately #yes i have finally cracked it #snowbaz #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #baz pitch #carry on #simon snow #simon snow trilogy

[larkral]

A Dangerous Affinity

Complete! (122k, 26/26ch)

Graduation.

Friends, lovers, acquaintances, mals, architectural wonders, special skills, magical artifacts.

The outside world.

(Maybe.)

#a dangerous affinity #snowbaz #carry on #the scholomance #simon snow #baz pitch #dangerverse #Penelope Bunce #pacey bunce #so many npcs #a resolution of most but not all dangling plot threads #I'll be honest I posted the final chaps while traveling sans computer and just did not have the energy to post to tumblr until now

[clumsyartish]

Last night I couldn't sleep because I was explaining the entire plot of Carry on and the whole Simon snow universe (+Fangirl era) to myself for absolutely no reason. And I came to realize that DAMN this is really a complex universe. I can't even imagine trying to explain anything to my friends, because I don't even know where to start. Like how am I supposed to make them understand the true impact these characters and world have had on me without making them read the entire series? (Including fangirl) like???

#i was actually trying to explain who Agatha is because I made a song based on her quotes #yeah I wasn't explaining to anyone but myself #but I had to get it out... in my head #but then I had to go through the entire plot and the entire concept of who Simon snow is and where he comes from #and then I was stuck #in a forever whole of who they actually are and the fictional story of Simon in fangirl #and how it became an actual trilogy after the fangirl book #but it isn't like it is in the book and it isn't like the fanfics Cath wrote #simon snow #carry on trilogy #carry on #wayward son #any way the wind blows #snowbaz #baz #baz pitch #basilton grimm pitch #simon and baz #penny bunce #penelope bunce #agatha wellbelove

[ebbpettier]

i would bet money that agatha wellbelove stands in turnout all the time without realizing it

#her mom probably hates it but her barre instructors love it #i could write such a dance school AU if i had an inkling of plot for it #i have a headcanon for what every character does #penny was decent in tap but nothing really *stuck* until she got into irish step #she gives me an irish step girl vibe #eyes directly ahead arms locked at her sides ponytail gel that rings like metal when you knock on it #simon is not a good dancer his dad just runs the place. all the ballet girls ask him to break their shoes for them. #baz has really intensive ballet foundation but he does ballroom and tango and rumba and lyrical and-

[cherrybaz]

so i’m reading awtwb and this is how it’s going so far:

#mine #awtwb #awtwb spoilers #i don’t even know if that counts but yeah. #baz was telling simon all about what was going on in the world of mages #and i was like mm what IS there to tell….. OH RIGHT #i literally do not care about the plot im sorry. im a simple girl i just wanna see them kiss and hug and hold hands and love each other #carry on memes

[theearlgreymage]

Who wants Chapter 2 of Magic Sharing via Sex that myself and @ionlydrinkhotwater came up with 😏 

In this chapter. We have PLOTTING 

Chapters: 2/18 Fandom: Carry On Series - Rainbow Rowell Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch/Simon Snow, Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch & Simon Snow Characters: Simon Snow, Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch, Penelope Bunce, Agatha Wellbelove, Dev (Simon Snow), Niall (Simon Snow), Malcolm Grimm, Daphne Grimm (Simon Snow), Fiona Pitch, The Mage (Simon Snow), Insidious Humdrum (Simon Snow) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Emotional, Enemies to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Magic, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Emotional Manipulation, Tenderness Summary:

This is a tale of what could have happened if the Insidious Humdrum had taken Baz and Simon at the end of 7th year.

Of what this could have done to their relationship.

Of how the Mage and Old Families could have reacted.

Of what could have been if they'd figured it out sooner.

Of what potential Simon had in sharing his Magic with Baz.

Of how many different ways Simon could have shared his Magic with Baz.

#iiycp #snowbaz #carry on #simon snow #baz #fic #magic #plotting #so much plotting

[namistrella]

Snowbaz, enemies to lovers, only one bed, 🦈, mature

Thank you so much for the prompt! This was a really fun one :)

So this is not actually M rated after all, sorry! I tried, believe me, but the boys wanted to save the sexy times for the morning ;) scuba diving is exhausting so who can blame them?

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SIMON

I’ve trained for a lot of emergencies. Mostly underwater ones, but some above-water ones, too. Like what to do when your dive buddy gets narced forty meters down. Or how to give first-aid on the boat for decompression sickness. And how to rescue a drowning person without getting dragged down and drowned yourself. 

But I’ve never trained for this sort of emergency. The kind where you’re on your mortal enemy’s boat, in his tiny room, in his tiny bed, wrapped up in a pile of his blankets pretending to sleep while he curls up beside you.

The worst part is, he smells good.

He’s not supposed to smell good.

He’s my enemy, for crying out loud. And we’re on a boat. In the ocean. Surrounded by fish and seawater and unfiltered sunlight that makes a man constantly sweaty. No one smells good on a diving excursion. Evil, heartless shark hunters especially aren’t supposed to smell good on a diving excursion.

Except Baz, apparently, whose blankets smell like warm, comforting cedar, and whose hair smells like citrus.

It’s horrible, and I hate it, even as I bury my face in his pillow to breathe in the combination of the two—cedar and citrus—under the guise of oblivious sleeping movements. Plausible deniability, right?

He pulled me out of the ocean hours ago. Exhausted, sunburned around the sides of my diving mask, sick to my stomach from swallowing seawater through my snorkel (because I wasn’t about to waste the last of my tank air on a surface swim). He pulled me out, gave me a towel and some dry clothes (that also smell like him) and a bed to sleep in for the night, since it’s dark, and it’ll be easier to navigate back to meet up with my boat in the morning.

Problem is, the bed he gave me to sleep in happens to be the only bed on board.

His bed.

It’s his bed.

And there’s only one, because space is at a premium on small fishing vessels, and we both need to sleep, so we’re both crammed into it together.

I’m trying to sleep (I really am), but everything smells like him and my left side is too warm where he’s pressed up against me, and my leg itches, but I don’t want to scratch it because if I jostle the bed anymore, he might roll right on top of me. And we can’t have that.

“Snow, I know you’re awake. Stop huffing.”

Damn him.

I open my eyes, and it’s a mistake, because my head was turned his direction and now his stupid, evil, handsome face is right there in front of me. I want to punch it, but the blankets are wrapped too tightly and it’s hard to move my arms. (Plus, Baz is sort of lying on top of one of them.) I give up, sagging back into the mattress. 

“Fuck you, Baz. You’ll pay for what you’ve done.”

Baz scowls. “I haven’t done anything. You’re the one who keeps fucking everything up.”

See, there’s this shark. A gorgeous, gorgeous hammerhead shark. Her name is Penny. I was the one who found her, after she was in an accident with a fishing boat. I rehabilitated her, helped nurse her back to health. I was there when she was cleared for release, and we let her go back to her home in the ocean. I still go back to visit her from time to time, whenever I have dives scheduled in the area.

All would’ve been well, except then this bastard Baz Pitch started showing up, trying to hunt her down and kill her. For what, I don’t know. Evil purposes, obviously. Because Penny is harmless, and anyone who would hurt an innocent shark is a monster.

“You’ll catch her over my dead body,” I tell him now.

“Very nearly did,” Baz says drily. “You should be grateful I found you when I did.”

I huff and glare at him, because he’s right, he did save my life when I got disoriented underwater and surfaced to find my research boat nowhere in sight and the sun setting on the horizon.

Yeah, he saved my life. But I don’t have to like it. 

“I’d rather die than let you kill Penny.”

Baz makes a funny sound, like a cross between a snort and a laugh. “Penny?”

“The hammerhead.”

Now he does laugh. “You think I want to kill the shark?”

“Obviously!”

The tiny bed shakes as Baz continues to laugh. “What on earth gave you that impression?”

“Well,” I bluster, “You and your crew are always diving around this spot. I’ve seen you chasing Penny around the area. One of your men likes to carry a spear gun.”

“I’m not trying to kill her!”

“Then what?” What else would an evil bastard like him want with a shark like Penny. “Don’t tell me you want to take her fins!”

“God, no!” Baz yells. “How barbaric!”

“Exactly!” I shout back.

There’s a tense silence then, both of us looking at each other. Baz has raised himself halfway up on his elbow and is looking down at me. His cheeks are flushed and his mouth is parted, just slightly, in indignation. His hair’s falling in his face, and it’s tickling my chin, so I reach up to tuck it behind his ear.

He gasps, and I realize I’ve let my fingers linger against his cheek just a bit too long. (Not my fault his skin is so soft.) I pull my hand back, tuck it back under the blankets where it belongs.

“So you’re not trying to kill Penny?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

Baz collapses back onto the bed next to me. We definitely don’t fit—two grown men in a tiny ship’s cot, not even really a bed at all—but I find I don’t mind the pressure of his shoulder against mine, or sharing warmth under the covers. As long as he’s not trying to murder my friend.

“What are you doing out here, then?”

“My mother’s favorite necklace was lost in a boating accident here,” Baz says. “I was trying to recover it.”

“A boating accident? When?”

“Almost exactly a year ago. I’ve just about given up hope now, after all the time we’ve spent trawling the area. I don’t think we’re ever going to find it.”

“Was… was there a shark involved in the boating accident?”

Baz frowns. “Yes, actually. A hammerhead, like your Penny. It was quite sad. My father still feels awful about killing it.”

“What did the necklace look like?” I ask. “Did it happen to look like a flame?”

“Yes!” Baz says, and turns over. “It did! Did you find it?”

“Actually, yeah,” I say. “I think so.” I can picture it perfectly, where it hangs over the corner of my mirror at home. I like the way it catches the light. “It was wrapped around Penny’s head when we rescued her. It seemed special, so I kept it.”

“So we didn’t kill the shark after all,” Baz says, and he looks so relieved about it, I actually find myself believing he’s maybe not an evil shark hunter after all. “Can I have the necklace back?”

“Sure. If it belonged to your mother, then it’s yours.”

We both fall quiet, then, but Baz seems much more relaxed beside me. The night is still, aside from the gentle rocking of the boat on the waves and each small shift of the cot with Baz’s breaths. I listen to them deepen and slow as I drift closer to sleep myself.

“Light a match inside your heart,” Baz whispers.

“Hmmm?”

“That’s what my mother would say. Light a match inside your heart, then blow on the tinder.”

“Beautiful,” I murmur. I want to say more, but exhaustion is catching up with me, sleep close behind.

“Goodnight, Snow,” Baz says, as he rolls toward me, settles just a little bit closer, and I find I don’t mind that at all.

#what happened to simon's boat? #who knows #yes simon has a solo diver certification #we're just gonna assume his boat crew are idiots and not assholes #or maybe baz plotted the whole thing so he could pretend to rescue simon #wouldn't put it past him tbh #anyway after this they get a good few hrs of sleep #and then they have bangin morning boat sex #fic prompts #snowbaz #carry on

[themyscirah]

This is such a "nobody else has read this comic" moment but like. It kills me every day that we never see Simon's conversation with Amanda Waller in JLA (2013) #5. Like I NEED to know what she said to him in that room. He goes in fully intending to detach himself from all the drama of his origin arc and get the government off his back yet when he leaves he joins Waller's JLA (which is a different, rival entity of the JL at this time). And THEN in JLA comic he's not just on the team, he's one of the more pro-Waller/pro-authority members!!! Which doesn't sound like Simon!!! Like at all! But again this is the Wall we are talking about. And they had a private conversation together! For an unspecified amount of time! That we know nothing about! Like this is Amanda freaking Waller if anyone could say something to make this make sense it would be her. SO I NEED TO KNOW WHAT SHE SAID. but also also also we see ANOTHER change of heart from Simon towards Waller (and the government) in Green Lanterns #1! (I think.) Here he's shown being fed up as the government tries to manipulate him for information and to gain power and such and is like keeping tabs on him and his family etc. So obviously he's become disillusioned with this and is not happy about it, which is the kind of reaction you would expect from him! Like that actually makes sense!!!

So its like logically you figure that his characterization in JLA is bad (it is new 52) and doesn't make sense and stems from an ignorance of his character (who had been in literally 16 comics before this. Including cameos. Like bruh just read them) and that's why this doesn't make sense. BUT THERE'S STILL THAT CONVERSATION WITH WALLER. Like I want this to my sense so bad. And my brain knows what Amanda Waller is like like it KNOWS that something could have plausibly happened in that room to make this line up! Like it's Amanda freaking Waller anything could have happened there. I need to know what happened there. I will NEVER know what happened there.

#like its a new 52 comic it makes sense that it wouldnt make sense!!!!!!! but there is this GAP and it is driving me nuts #because if anyone could have said something to make this make sense it would be waller!!!! NEVER underestimate waller!!!! that is how she #gets you. also shadow government plots shes very good at those at well #especially when they explode in everyone's faces including her own #she still comes out swinging #grrrrrr no but this drives me SO bonkers because like AGGGHHHHH and its some random new 52 comic like no one cares but then #I am all like guys lets talk abt the Simon and Amanda Waller dynamic lets talk abt Simon and Waller like NO ONE KNOWS WHAT I AM TALKING ABT #like they met??????? yeah in a nu52 comic that i read in my quest to read every simon baz appearance #im 9999.999% sure dc has totally forgotten this comic existed. the writer probably has too. the only thing its notable for is causing drama #to lead up to forever evil. #anyways just oh my god. the simon and waller missing conversation is insane to me. what the fuck did they say?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! #maybe i go crazy bc of this bc theyre both in my top 10 on locg. like ive read a bunch of simon but ive also read ostrander + yale suicide #squad. which is the waller holy grail. and so i am vertifiably insane #only way for this to get more swishy self indulgent is to merge GL and SS even more and bring ben into it #i love ben he just dropped out of my top 10 and im devastated. i should read more ben comics. ive read a good chunk already hes not in that #many. also jess should be there. that would be even more self indulgent and make me crazier #suicide squad comic but you just stuff all swishy's faves in a room and expose them to the wall #wait shit this is giving me ideas now i dont have time for this LOG OFF LOG OFF #what was i saying again????? oh. #blah #simon baz #amanda waller

[iamamythologicalcreature]

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

[basiltonbutliketheherb]

happy wednesday ! it’s been a quiet one !

thanks for the tags @artsyunderstudy @confused-bi-queer @martsonmars

i tag @onepintobean @messofthejess @cutestkilla @raenestee @mostlymaudlin @whatevertheweather @excalisbury @tea-brigade @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @itriednottothinkaboutit @prettylightsbigcity @shemakesmeforget @facewithoutheart @dazed-squid @krisrix @letraspal @bookish-bogwitch @nick-eyre @wellbelesbian @fatalfangirl @stitchyqueer @ileadacharmedlife @frjsti @aristocratic-otter @johnwgrey @ivelovedhimthroughworse @takitalks @captain-aralias @palimpsessed @ionlydrinkhotwater

here’s another look at chapter 7 of The Markings On Your Surface, Your Speckled Face ❤️

you can read the first 6 chapters on ao3 here

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BAZ

There’s no better way to flush your last shred of dignity down the toilet, than to do a therapy session from the university bathroom stall you’ve just spelled silent.

It’s unfortunately proven to be the only viable method of achieving privacy, when communicating with someone on the other side of the world and needing to overlap availability within two clogged schedules.

But I told Simon I would try.

As he’s tried for me. As he’s promised to always do.

So for forty-five minutes every Friday, I tell the face of a stranger on my laptop screen all the sordid details of my life, sans one very sordid detail, surrounded by a symphony of offensive sounds that not even my noise cancelling magic can spare me from.

If that’s not representative of the state of my mental health, I don't know what is.

Thus far it’s been a great deal of that. Telling. Simply getting her (Dr. Campbell, that’s her name. Like the soup. She says I can call her Gillian. I cannot.) caught up to speed on the baptism of fire that is my childhood. It’s been two weeks and we haven't made it beyond my first five years. At this rate another five will pass before I get any actual answers on how to not feel as though the world is ending.

Or at least how to cope with the fact that it very well may be. But I can’t tell her that either, now can I?

#baz pitch #snowbaz #simon snow #carry on #rainbow rowell #fanfic #wip wednesday #going to therapy while there’s plot™️ occurring #tough break baz

[snowybasil-bucketfish]

six sentence sunday ✨

my first time giving this a go! thank you @facewithoutheart for the tag ❤️

in the past few days i've written feverishly of this new idea that has a chokehold on my entire mind. i can't stop thinking about it. i think i started it on wednesday — it's racking over 12k words as we speak, and i'm hoping to get it finished at around 20-25k.

currently i'm thinking to name it "golden hour".

the premise is a mishmash of a bunch of fics that i scroll through on ao3, and though i can no longer remember which exact ones i've taken ideas from, and i thank all fanfiction authors for the inspiration.

it's a simple au. i don't have a proper description written for it yet, but the gist:

simon snow was in a car crash. a&e department, surgeries, yadda yadda.

his phone is spared and the doctors call his emergency contact — which he hasn't changed in five years —

it just happens to be a certain tyrannus basilton grimm-pitch. ex-boyfriend of five years ago.

and he comes. baz. sitting by simon's bed when he wakes up as if it's nothing.

pining, yearning, forbidden feelings ensue. and of course, it's an angsty get-together-again fic. i think i have a soft spot for those.

hope you enjoy this snippet!

"do you have scones?" i ask, even though i know she probably doesn't. she shakes her head no. "not with me currently, but there's a cafeteria at level 1. does your boyfriend want to get some for you?" boyfriend. boyfriend. boyfriend. "he's not my —" i watch baz's head snap up from the corner of my eye. "yea, i will."

there's more to that scene, i promise. man, it's so hard to choose just 6 sentences to share, and even that's when you're counting extremely generously.

argh, i can't help myself. have another one from possibly the favorite "scene" that i've ever written (not that i've written a lot, but still):

on a wednesday, 10.25am, he spins around in his chair. "if you're going to just stare at me," he says, "at least do it more discreetly." so i stop.

i am not sure who to tag yet. i think i'll just... do this for a few weeks until i figure out tumblr etiquette. been a while since i've last gotten used to it.

thank you for sticking around to the end!

#snowbaz #six sentence sunday #simon snow #baz pitch #tyrannus basilton grimm-pitch #golden hour #fanfic #angst #SO MUCH ANGST #so much of my writing is angst-without-plot #there is plot i swear. just a little bit #i love angst so much