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wellbelesbian · 18 days
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Six Sentence Sunday
thanks for tagging me @forabeatofadrum @hushed-chorus and @thewholelemon!
for once i actually have a carry on wip to share! i've been in a bit of a fanfic slump recently, but @carry-on-sapphic-week is coming up and i want to write something for it, so here is some fem!snowbaz, which i haven't written in a very long time!
The class ends and Simone is mercifully handed a robe, though the way it hangs off her shoulder is nearly enough to finish me off. I pack up my supplies with my eyes firmly fixed downward, which is why I jump so hard when she speaks right beside me.
“You’re good at drawing hands.”
“Really?” I answer before I remember to sneer, and my words come out sounding disconcertingly sincere.
She nods, “everyone else is rubbish. Devi hasn't even attempted it, my arms just end at the wrist.”
tags and hellos: @j-nipper-95 @artsyunderstudy @that-disabled-princess @prettygoododds @confused-bi-queer @imagineacoolusername @ic3-que3n @aristocratic-otter @larkral @ivelovedhimthroughworse @fatalfangirl @shemakesmeforget @ebbpettier @cutestkilla @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @alexalexinii @youarenevertooold @shrekgogurt @bookish-bogwitch @supercutedinosaurs @shutup-andletme-go @theearlgreymage @ileadacharmedlife @alleycat0306 @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @comesitintheclover @blackberrysummerblog and @orange-peony
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henreyettah · 3 months
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I ADORE your fem Snowbaz Art 💕💕
Do you have any favorite fem snowbaz fics to recommend??
Oh, I’m so glad you like the girls! Makes me very happy to hear 🫶🫶
I actually haven’t read that many fem fics of them (a bit embarrassing to admit, but in my defense I was too busy drawing them to read about them) and I can’t recall any off the top of my head, so I’m gonna make this an open question to the community for both your sake and mine:
Does anyone have any good fem snowbaz fics to recommend?
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onepintobean · 1 year
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for @carry-on-sapphic-week day 6: swap
though the princesses were from warring nations, they still made time to sneak away at every ball...
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comesitintheclover · 1 year
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I’m so sad I totally missed most of Carry On Sapphic Week :,( </3 HOWEVER! I’ve been working on a fem!snowbaz animatic all week, so here’s a taste of it :)))! <3
I love love love genderflipping carry on and exploring and dissecting what it could affect. And I love fem!simon and fem!baz so dearly 💗💖💕💞💓💘
I’m so excited to check out what other people have made! @carry-on-sapphic-week
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excalisbury · 2 years
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HELLO I'M BACK
Thank you so much to everyone who tagged me (and continues to tag me) on Sundays and Wednesdays. I love your work and I've been reading fic voraciously during my art block/life busyness time this past month or so. If I have time on Wednesday I’ll do tags for all y’all but I’m so sleeeeepy it’s 10pm and I have to be at work at 6:30 😭
I've been working on a few things during this time, but have felt really stuck, too... so I'm going to try and have some CORB updates as I work on the art for Any Way the Dice Roll (writing by @scone-lover 🧡) But (butt) for now, have some more of me being silly and doing some funky ass-in-jeans art for the fem!snowbaz I've been working on foreeeever now!
After all, who doesn't love an ass in some good-looking tight jeans?? I just wanna show you Simone’s butt okay?
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where is the butch4butch fem!snowbaz content??? Or am I just gonna have to make it all myself
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taubenschlag94 · 4 months
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If you enjoy fem Snowbaz please consider checking out my fic Bachelor of Love, an AU were Simone and Baz both study law at university!
Chapter two will be post VERY soon!!
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fadinhadegelo · 10 months
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Happy birthday Simon Snow!! First time making scones (unfortunately not cherry) for my favorite dragon boy 💗
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oyabun-draws · 5 months
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coc 2023 Day 6: WLW
some very late fem!snowbaz ! redrew the alley scene cuz im obsessed with it. very sketchy cuz the time kinda got away from me...
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philaet0s · 2 months
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I never post any extracts from my WIPs here simply because I don't think about it, but I just thought about doing it, so I might as well... Here's a little something from the three stories I'm working on at the moment (I really should focus on just one)
Simon Snow Series - Natasha/Malcolm
Natasha
“Why do you think the man at the shop is my boyfriend?” I ask, calmly, though I can feel my heart beating faster than normal.
Am I so pathetically smitten that it shows? Can he see it? (If a five-year-old can, he probably can too…)
“Vera said her boyfriend was a boy that made her want to smile all the time. You smiled a lot when we were at the coffee shop.”
“Fiona, I always smile a lot when I’m with you.”
She shakes her head. “No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. You’re my little sister, it makes me happy to be with you.”
She shakes her head again. Stubborn little thing. Why does she think she can disagree with me on my own feelings? “No. It’s not that. You weren’t smiling at the park. Only when we were at the coffee shop.”
Simon Snow Series - Fem!Snowbaz
Baz
I’m thinking that maybe I should try to go to her house. If I feel best when I’m around her, and her dad doesn’t make me feel any worse than I already do, which can’t be said about my dad, maybe our hanging out spot could change for a bit.
I ask her about it when we leave school at the end of the day. We exit through the students’ entrance, only to go back in through the teacher’s parking lot to wait for her dad. David drives us home every night, whether Simone is coming to my place or not. Snow asked him to. I know it’s because she doesn’t want me walking the way home on my bad leg, but I pretend it’s just because she wants to spend a few more minutes with me.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. Dad doesn’t like having guests. We’d better just go to your place,” she answers.
“But I’ve never been to your house! Isn’t it crazy that we’ve been friends for years and I’ve never seen inside your house? Come on, just once. I’m sure your dad won’t mind.”
Snow looks away. She seems uncomfortable. What could be so bad about her house? It can’t be worse than my dad moping around.
“Well, if you want to come so much, you can ask him yourself.”
Captive Prince - Damen/Laurent
“You’re a king, Laurent, you don’t belong in anyone’s shadow, not even mine.” Damen took Laurent’s hand and brought it to his lips. It made Laurent flush. How absolutely ridiculous it was for Damen to kiss him like this, as if he were a maiden or a pet. “We intend on ruling together, don’t we? What better way to show my kyroi this than to have you standing by my side? Right where I want you.”
“You are not here to court me, Damianos. This is serious.”
“I am serious. Come here, Your Majesty.” Gently, he tugged on Laurent’s hand.
“Not yet. It’ll be another few months before they give me my crown.”
“No matter. You’re my king.” He kissed Laurent’s hand again. Laurent glanced to the side. He didn’t think the men guarding the doors of the meeting room could see them from here. Thankfully.
“See, this is exactly what you should not say when your men believe I still have power over you.”
“They cannot hear us. And I mean it, you are my king. As I believe I am yours.”
“Yes,” Laurent murmured, relieved. The resentment Damen showed him the day before seemed to have vanished. “You are. Now we must go. Let us not make the kyroi wait.”
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wellbelesbian · 8 hours
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Rosebud Girl
I never thought it would be an art class that finished me off.
I had hoped it would be a bit of stress relief, a creative outlet sorely needed between my real classes. It’s at a community centre on campus, a short walk from my morning law class. I should have just stuck to football, and said fuck creativity.
I’m good at it, I’ll admit. I gave my step father one of my still-lifes for Christmas, and she loved it. Actually loved it, not just pretended- he hung it up. He doesn’t even keep my little siblings’ finger paintings up on the fridge for more than a week.
But now we’ve moved on from fruit to figures, and the table in the centre of the room has been replaced by a model. A nude model.
A nude Simone Snow, my first year roommate.
read on ao3!
another @carry-on-sapphic-week submission, for day three, the prompts being paint and bloom! fem!snowbaz with a side of fem!deniall. thanks to all the lovely people in the discord server for helping me with Devi and Nellie's names!
i'm not sure if i'll get anything else posted for sapphic week, i'm pretty sick and am going through a tough time personally, but i had this pre-written, so managed to polish it in time.
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henreyettah · 1 year
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Belated Christmas art! Of the girls!🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄
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WIP Tag Game!
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descript or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Thank you sm @stitchyqueer for the tag :))
This was a challenge simply bc my wips are so disorganized, they're in 3 different places on my computer😅 and I haven't even listed the wips that only exist in random notebooks and my temporarily(🤞) broken phone
Also I've asterisked the nsfw ones bc wow, there's a lot
Titles:
*Succubug
Blood retching
*Save a horse (bull) ride a cowboy (butch)
Mortishep and snowsby
*Boobs lol
What are the Odds
Daphne/Lucy
Agatha cutting Niamh's hair transmages
Flowershop AU research
Good Wife
*Is that a wand in your pocket or
Memory Gremlin
*Niamh tries the magic strap
The Jumper
*THE tail fic (fem!snowbaz)
Khan Star Trek au Brody and Mage scene
Okay tags! (I am not tagging 16 ppl tho I'm sorry) @excalisbury @dreamingkc @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists @ileadacharmedlife @shemakesmeforget and of course anyone else who wants to join! I tried tagging ppl who I haven't seen tagged yet but I probably missed some
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WHERE IS ALL THE BUTCH LESBIAN SIMON SNOW CONTENT
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mostlymaudlin · 2 years
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The one where Simon and agatha DO get stuck in a timeloop at starbucks 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Genuinely can’t believe I forgot about this fic when it used to live rent fucking free in my head. GOD. Ire, I know you are familiar with the fuckery going on in this fic. But for those unaquainted, I’m going to go off abt it, because I’m probably never going to finish it but I want to unleash a version of it on the world.
Last summer, I wrote a sweet lil fem!snowbaz uni meet ugly au. in it, there’s this line of flirty small talk about Baz’s full name:
“Damn, that bad?” Simon asks, but she’s smiling. “Agatha did say you were posh.”
“Did you two get stuck in a time loop in that Starbucks?” I ask, shaking my head. “How did you manage to discuss so much in the ten minutes you were gone?”
so that fic existed. and then I was like: what if there WAS a time loop? but not like baz thinks? and so came the idea for this batshit fic, set in watford (7th year? Maybe?), in which:
1. Simon and Agatha (canon versions) get stuck in a time loop during one of simons missions. They get out with pennys help, but Agatha breaks up with Simon. The end of this situation is the start of the fic.
2. The spell they used to break the time loop actually just shifted the loop to a different dimension — one in which fem!Simon is ordering a drink from Agatha at Starbucks in an attempt to woo agatha’s best friend (baz) who she just dumped coffee on lol. There is no magic in this universe, they are very confused 😂
3. Canon!simon starts having dreams about the fem dimension loops. He goes to penny like — we have to do something.
4. The “doing something” results in more shenanigans. Including accidentally body swapping simon and baz between dimensions. And between each other, at various points? Agatha also gets swapped around a bit, much to her chagrin. Shepard appears briefly in the fem dimension.
Anyway. It’s very convoluted and very fun. There’s complex arcs for both snowbazs and for Agatha. and I thought through the mechanics SO MUCH and then abandoned it, which is sad but that’s life.
This fic also includes a scene I really enjoy — I think I shared part of it back in the day for wip posts but I’m gonna share it again below the cut. It takes place late in the fic, when canon snowbaz are in fem snowbaz’s bodies in fem simon’s flat with canon Agatha (in the fem universe Agatha’s body. Lol). they’re resting while waiting for when the loop resets in a few hours so that they can enact their New Plan. But really this is about being confused and pining :) Simon POV.
I couldn’t be in that room anymore. I don’t know how to be around Agatha right now. It’s been easy to avoid thinking about it since we broke up, but that’s because I haven’t really seen her. And there’s been a lot going on.
I should probably have missed her, though, right? I should have been thinking about how I’d fix it when this is all done. But now I’m wondering if I even want to fix it. What does that mean if I don’t? That’s the only thing I’ve ever been sure of: After it’s all over, if I get to have a life, I’ll have one with the Wellbeloves. I don’t know how else to view my future if not with that context. I don’t know who I am outside of the mission anymore.
I hear Agatha and Baz’s muted voices through the wall, and I feel jealousy spring up in my chest. I let myself sit in it, let myself be miserable. It’s not even a thing, is it? Baz is gay. I huff, rolling over in the bed. I’m in the middle of the queen size mattress, taking advantage of the space. Girl me lives a life of luxury.
Baz is gay, and the girl in this body is attracted to him. Well, to her. It’s all quite confusing. But it makes me feel a little left out. It makes me feel like I’m not getting something. I’m obsessed with Baz. Everyone says so. Is that gay of me? I know Baz is fit. It’s why I’ve always been worried about his flirting with Agatha. Is that why I can recall a mental list of all the things that make him attractive? Shiny hair. Footballer thighs. Sharp cheekbones. Long, lush eyelashes framing those grey eyes, a color I’ve never seen on anyone else. Is that jealousy? Or is that something else?
The door to the bedroom creaks open, letting in a stream of light. I close my eyes.
“Snow? Are you awake?”
Baz’s voice is higher in this body, and a little raspier in that scratchy, sexy way. It’s a nice voice. Still, I find myself missing the low syrupy tone of his true voice. I crack an eye open. He’s closed the door, but I can make out his silhouette in the blue moonlight coming through the window. Tall. Slim. Just a suggestion of curves amongst the sharp edges. I can’t stop comparing this body and his. I can’t stop missing the body I know better, the body I’ve spent years knocking my fists against.
I sit up a bit, moving over to the left side of the bed and lifting up the covers. Baz gets in the bed, lying stiffly on his back. I throw the cover over him and lie back down. I know he gets cold.
We’re lying here, not touching, not talking. I can feel my heart beating in my throat. I wonder if he can hear it. Maybe not. He’s not a vampire right now. I can feel the warmth coming off his body. His skin is always so cool when we fight. I wonder if it would still be cool if I reached over and touched him.
It feels like we’re about to fight right now. The air is thick with the wind-up of it. My fists are already clenched. But Baz just keeps breathing, keeps lying there next to me. I want to shake out the tension in my body, but I don’t want to disturb him. Or I do want to disturb him. I want to roll on top of him and try to rip his hair out of his scalp. Or something.
I don’t. I lie here. Time passes, the air stays the same. What if I did touch him? What if I pretended to be asleep and rolled into him, just to put my hand on his stomach like I used to with Agatha. I know he’s not asleep. I know what it sounds like when his breath evens out. He probably knows I’m not sleeping either. Unless he’s not as obsessed with me as I am with him. But he is, right? That’s why the other version of us gets together. We fit, don’t we? Despite it all?
Do Simons and Bazs find each other in other dimensions too? Are we always meant to come together? To fight each other? Or maybe not. Maybe that’s never been our destiny.
Could I roll over and touch him without it being a ruse? Am I allowed this? What are we to each other, after all this is done? Not enemies, I don’t think. It doesn’t feel like that anymore. It felt okay to touch him in Watford. It felt okay to be touched by him. I don’t know what any of this looks like anymore. Agatha said she didn’t want to be my happy ending. She wanted to be someone’s right now. What does that mean? What are you allowed in the right now? Can I even have a right now, when I might not have a future? Am I allowed?
I don’t touch Baz. I lie here in the dark, listening to him breathe, knowing he’s awake. I stew in the potential energy of it all.
I wish he would reach over and touch me. I wonder if he could ever want to.
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taubenschlag94 · 4 months
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CHAPTER 3 Batchelor of Love
a female SnowBaz fanfiction,
university AU, friends to lovers, pining,
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