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artsyunderstudy · 1 year
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"Look at me."
Illustration from Chapter 3 of Someone Wicked
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c0nsumemy5oul · 9 months
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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 :]
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hushed-chorus · 6 months
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'We Still Bloom' Podfic
For my first ever podfic, I decided to record this beautiful fic by @artsyunderstudy. I hope I do this story credit.
Listen to We Still Bloom here.
Read the fic (and appreciate its gorgeous art) here.
[T-rated, 18k, 1hr 45 mins. AWTWB canon divergence, hanahaki disease, getting back together]
Massive thank you to the @caught-on-tape-fest mods for organising this and encouraging us all! You've been gems <3
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x-heesy · 2 years
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𝗡𝝝𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝝝 𝗠𝗬𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙 🌈
Dance before the music is over. Live before life is over❣️
#justanfriendlyreminder
#thelittlethingsarethebigthings
#autosuggestion #pointofview #codingyourself #programyourself #endlessness #creatingyourself #neverstoplearning
#fantasy #empathy #equality #respect #love #basics
#textart #artfulquotes #typography #expressyourself #iphoneart #newcontemporary #popart #artsyfartsy #artfuckery
#quotes #quotesdaily #quotestoliveby #quotestagram #quotesaboutlife #quotesoftheday #quotestags #quotesgram #motivationalquotes #quotesandsayings #quoteslover #quotesofinstagram #quotesforlife #quotestoinspire #quotestoremember #quotestag #quotesilove #inspirationalquotes #lovequotes #quotesaboutlifequotesandsayings #successquotes #dailyquotes #lifequotes #quotesforyou #positivequotes #quotes4you #quotesaboutlove #instaquotes #quoteslife #quoteslove #qotd
Soundtrack: u can dance by DJ hell 🌈
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artsyunderstudy · 9 months
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I’ll take it. I’ll take you. Every part of you.
Illustration from the final chapter of Someone Wicked.
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artsyunderstudy · 3 months
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Your Fragile Bones Are Mine
Rating: Explicit
Words: 40k
Chapters: 5/5
Summary:
The grounds around the gates of Watford are burnt. The dining hall stinks of magick. It's three months since the tumultuous end of seventh year—one lonely summer, and six more weeks in a lonelier room—and Baz is finally back. And Simon needs to know why.
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artsyunderstudy · 4 days
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Six Sentence Sunday
Hey friends! Long time no post. I feel like time is absolutely slipping away from me recently, but I finally finished a big project I've been working on since last year and I'm both so excited to share it with you soon and also SO glad to just be done so I can focus a bit more on other projects.
Like this one! My fic Apres which I really can't share much about until it's posted. But here's some relatively spoiler free Niamh and Agatha.
I grab some pants from the floor and get them halfway up my legs before realizing they’re Niamh’s. When I turn to face her she’s giving me a quizzical look, and I just keep tugging them up. She raises an eyebrow. “You can have mine. If you like.” “You’re strange,” she says, and it sounds (and feels) more like, “You’re deeply attractive.” Which, well, I know. But she never lets me know it, so I’ll bask in it, thanks very much. I find my own lacy knickers and toss them into her lap. She doesn’t comment as she pulls them on. “Do you wear these all the time? [redacted]? They can’t be comfortable long term,” she grouses, snapping the waistband. “You’d be surprised.”
And here is a teeny preview from my Big Secret Project (that a handful of people have sussed me out over already ahahaha)
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@shemakesmeforget @stitchyqueer @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @shrekgogurt  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @youarenevertooold @that-disabled-princess @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @theearlgreymage @blackberrysummerblog @nausikaaa @thewholelemon @cutestkilla @emeryhall @hushed-chorus @forabeatofadrum
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artsyunderstudy · 11 months
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“It was so good. You made it good.”
Art from Chapter 4 of Someone Wicked
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artsyunderstudy · 1 year
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“You’re my best friend,” I say quietly.  It feels inadequate.  It doesn’t feel anywhere close to enough, not for what he means to me.
Art for my fic Sixty Seconds - A re-imagining of the Watford years with less animosity and a lot more hugs.  
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artsyunderstudy · 6 months
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WIP Wednesday
Morning friends! Lil bit of everything today. A bit of writing, a bit of drawing too. (Yet more teasing for my big mysterious illustration project.)
First, a bit from Sober. I just need some motivation to keep thinking about it, since I have barely any time for writing right now.
“You’re a mess, Snow,” I say now, not nearly cruel enough, nor biting. My hand finds its way into those curls, nails scratching soothingly against his scalp. He doesn’t suppress his shiver, and it’s unreasonably warming to know I did that to him. “See?” he huffs. “Soft.” I hum. I’m not sure what it is: the fact that he kissed me, or that we’re basically cuddling. He’s right, I am soft. Show me a bit of drunken affection and the floodgates open. None of it matters anyway, he won’t remember this come morning. Or, if he does, he probably won’t believe it. We stay there in relative silence as I continue to gentle him. Just his breath on my collar, the soft susurration of the engine, wind whipping past the windows.
And then for the art ... some cuddles! Their clothes are so wrong for this scene but consider this the comfy casual version ahaha.
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Here's to a very cuddly Wednesday. Tags under the cut!
@imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees @bazzybelle  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @erzbethluna  @confused-bi-queer  @moodandmist  @yeonjunenby  @shrekgogurt  @thewholelemon  @whogaveyoupermission   @creepyspice  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier  @orange-peony  @theearlgreymage  @ic3-que3n  
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artsyunderstudy · 1 year
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Someone Wicked
Rating: Explicit
Words: 60,200
Chapters: 9/9
Summary:
Baz Pitch has spent his entire life repressing who he is and what he wants, but everyone has a breaking point. He hires an escort for a single night. One night of touches, and kisses, and pushing everything else to the back of his mind. One night to just give in. At least, that was the plan.
The problem is ... he never could have anticipated Simon Snow.
And Simon definitely didn't anticipate him.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Epilogue
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artsyunderstudy · 2 months
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Six Sentence Sunday
Thank you to everyone who tagged me this morning! I'm excited to read all your WIPs!!
Great news, I did indeed finish drafting the final chapter of Your Fragile Bones Are Mine and so I'll be posting that once it's through edits. I'm excited to wrap it up, this fic definitely became a lot more than I initially expected. But it's been lovely.
I manage to turn myself in his arms to face him, hooking an ankle around his calf to draw his leg back between my thighs. He’s huffing hot little bursts of air across my mouth, still resolutely asleep. I’ve been sure that I loved him for such a long time, but it keeps surprising me how many times I've fallen in love with him since then. (The firebird, the first time I coached him through breathing, on the train back from Lancashire.) How I’m falling in love with him again right now. I watch him. The way I’ve done for years.  There are deep bruises under his eyes, and he’s too pale. I didn’t let myself properly look at him yesterday, not in the light of day, but he looks even worse than he does after the summer. At least he sleeps in the care homes, which it seems he’s foregone in my absence.  I’d hoped he might feel the empty space, as fucked up as it is. It helped to think of him missing me. Missing me enough to look for me, to not take it all lying down. (He always found Agatha.) Seeing the way he’s worn all that worry … I don’t know. It’s complicated.
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@shemakesmeforget @stitchyqueer @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @shrekgogurt  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @youarenevertooold @that-disabled-princess @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @theearlgreymage @blackberrysummerblog @nausikaaa @thewholelemon @cutestkilla @emeryhall @hushed-chorus @forabeatofadrum
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artsyunderstudy · 1 year
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I can’t quite understand why he’s here. Why he’s standing in front of me acting like this is the most intimately he’s ever been touched.
Illustrations for Chapter 1 of Someone Wicked
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artsyunderstudy · 3 months
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Six Sentence Sunday/Spicy Sunday
Thank you @confused-bi-queer and @youarenevertooold for the tags!
I have continued AGRESSIVELY WRITING Your Fragile Bones Are Mine and just finished the second chapter. LOL WOW where was this vigor two months ago. So I'm just gonna post that, once my betas have a crack at it.
I told Dre "it'll be 4k words per chapter maximum" and guess who is a big fat liar? Me. It's me.
Have one excerpt from the present, and one from the past.
“Just stop, Simon. We don’t have to do this, act like this is more—more than what it is. Just because you feel some sense of duty or guilt. Just—I don’t want it.” I’m still holding his face. Too tight, so tight it’s pulling his features a little wide, my thumbs to his temples. His flat grey eyes are boring into mine. “My ‘duty’ is to fight the Humdrum. My ‘duty’ is to the World of Mages. This? Us? It’s not that. This is fucking … the opposite of that.” He’s searching my face, like he’s looking for the lie.
And another! (under the cut for mild spice)
“I wanted to try something,” he says in a low whisper against my lips, the same time he teases his fingers under my waistband.  Oh. That. That’s new. “H-here?” My voice wavers. “I didn’t want to wait.” One of his hands slides over my trousers, cupping me between my legs. I’m already half-hard for him, twitching toward him. His middle finger draws up, and then, slowly, back down. I whimper. “I didn’t want to lose my nerve.” Crowley, has Simon Snow been thinking about touching me like this during lessons? No wonder his grades are horrifying.
No pressure tags and helloooos!
@imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @yeonjunenby  @shrekgogurt  @thewholelemon  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier  @theearlgreymage @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds  @stitchyqueer  @you-remind-me-of-the-babe  @forabeatofadrum @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @rimeswithpurple @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @hushed-chorus @blackberrysummerblog @larkral @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @wellbelesbian @that-disabled-princess @cutestkilla @emeryhall @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch
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artsyunderstudy · 11 months
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I think I should say something. Someone should. I just can’t find the words. I like this, maybe. I like you. I liked everything about tonight. 
Illustrations from Chapter 5 of Someone Wicked.
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artsyunderstudy · 3 months
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Six Sentence Spicy Sunday
Thank you for the tags @larkral (btw the notification of your holsom time loop fic for check please! set off a whole evening of spiraling over an AWTWB time loop idea, so if that actually happens its your fault), @hushed-chorus and @that-disabled-princess.
Well. I once again sat down and banged out another chapter of Your Fragile Bones Are Mine in like, two days, mostly yesterday. I have no idea if I'll keep up that momentum for the last two chapters, but it's been ... consistently banging around here (non-sexual). That's with betas, I'll be posting very soon.
For Spicy Sunday, here is the sexiest part of a sex-free chapter. Just a bit of dirty flirting. A bit of levity before things occur.
“What time do you leave?” I ask, nudging his nose with mine. He kisses me. Slow and sweet. The air under the sheet is tinged with stale breath and sweat and building heat. It’s perfect. I’m not ready for it to be over. “Just after the ceremony tonight,” he says once he’s broken the kiss. “You?” “Tomorrow morning.” He nods. “I’m sleeping in your bed tonight. I’m going to drool over all your pillows.” He chuckles, and his cool hand closes over the side of my neck. “Menace.” I slot my knee between his, shifting closer as my palm fits to his bare lower back. Our hips press flush. He’s still a little hard. So am I.  Maybe I’ll do something about it. I drag my teeth along his jaw. “I’m going to come in your sheets.” “Nightmare.”
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@shemakesmeforget @stitchyqueer @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @shrekgogurt  @thewholelemon  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier  @theearlgreymage @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds  @you-remind-me-of-the-babe  @forabeatofadrum @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @blackberrysummerblog @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @wellbelesbian @cutestkilla @emeryhall @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @youarenevertooold
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