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krisrix · 2 days ago
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COC 11. family
“What’s wrong, little puff? Bad night?” I check his nappy, then his forehead. “You’re allowed a bad night. Should we sing a song? Your sisters always liked my singing … Even Mordelia.”
– Any Way The Wind Blows, @rainbowrowell
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feyi-png · 3 months ago
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Oh, to kiss your beloved in your old school library. Sigh✨
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vkelleyart · 3 months ago
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SPOILER ALERT: #AWTWB
Is this, is this, is this what people do? Is this what he wants? Is this what I’m allowed to take?
- Simon, Any Way the Wind Blows by @rainbowrowell
This scene was written so beautifully, I couldn’t follow through on my original plan to release art in order. Two things stuck out to me in the way Rainbow wrote this milestone of intimacy for Simon and Baz: 1) The way Baz uses verbal cues to keep Simon present and in the moment (when earlier, he’d been succumbing to panic attacks any time they were about to be physically intimate), and 2) the way this love scene was as passionate and loving as any other love scene regardless of their still being dressed (which pleased me greatly as a gray-ace person). I just thought it was so mindfully executed given the characters and the audience, and I hope those of you who read it agree.
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kacoppola · 4 months ago
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“What a ridiculous creature. Happy that I put butter on his sandwich. As if I wouldn’t make the world spin backwards if I thought he’d like it better that way.” – Baz, Any Way the Wind Blows
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kingreader · 5 months ago
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simon ‘it would be sexy if you drank my blood’ snow and baz ‘i wanna spit on his face and lick it’ pitch are the definition of soulmates
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american-day-dream · 5 months ago
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No, but this is what I pictured Baz looked like when everybody was chasing the goats except him
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penpanoply · 4 months ago
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I meeeeaaannn— @rainbowrowell
(Thank you to @tea-brigade for magicking up a clean cover to do some lettering on Olga forgive us)
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henreyettah · 2 months ago
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One of my fav awtwb scenes! Finally got around to drawing it!
(I added handholding because i felt like it)
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krisrix · a month ago
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Day 10 - Pick
I helped Simon pick out a sofa today. (...) Was this the best day of my life? I'm nearly certain.
– Any Way The Wind Blows, @rainbowrowell
Headcanoning hard on this one, but I figure they'd pick out a sofa like the Vimle, which has a low back so Simon can drape his wings behind it comfortably. This would naturally entail them needing to test his wings out by Baz casting a nothing to see here and Simon half-stripping on the Ikea showroom floor.
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sourcherrrysnow · 5 months ago
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if you guys think i’m ever getting over this you’re wrong
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miss-bitchcraft · 5 months ago
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i'm sorry if someone has already done this but it's all i could think about
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mist-over-the-river · 5 months ago
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some of my favourite any way the wind blows quotes out of context
“Turn off that music!” Fiona shouts from the next room. “No emo shit in my flat.” I am emo shit.
She hands me a slightly smaller slice—fair enough, I didn’t kill the Mage—and sits down next to Simon to pour the milk.
“You didn’t get that vibe from me either, Baz. You’ve got no vibe … check.”
“No,” I repeat. “I can touch you less gently, but I won’t love you less kindly.”
(Genuinely not sure whether she means the vampire thing or the gay thing.)
“I’m texting Bunce,” he says. “Like I have time for another boyfriend … Your dysfunction is a full-time job.”
(For someone who is afraid of looking gay in public, he sure gets off on public displays of affection.) (That’s probably connected.)
“Because…” he whines. “Because it’s kinda hot.”
“Just know,” he says, “that I’d do anything for you. That I’d let you do anything to me. There’s nothing about you I don’t want.”
“If you can’t be gay at Ikea,” Snow reasoned, “where can you?”
I’m an “I love you” gun with the safety off, a finger constantly on the trigger.
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