#ikea snowbaz

[lonleyhumanbeing]

Now that I finished the series, it’s time to talk about my favorite scene in the books.

You might think it’s Chapter 61, or fighting vampires in a Ren fair, or even the final Snowbaz scene in AWTWB. But you’d be wrong. It’s the ham sandwiches scene and nap in the first part of AWTWB.

Think about it. After spending a year miserable, taking a road trip across America to try and find themselves, coming home only to almost immediately break up, and then make up, Baz still remembers that Simon likes butter on his ham sandwiches. It’s so simple and sweet, and just god I love it.

Then they take a nap together and are trying not to wake each other up? Be still, my heart. And the fact that Baz sees this simply as table stakes? I just love it so much.

And the fact that Baz payed enough attention to Simon in their Watford era to remember a year or two down the line that the dragon boy likes butter on his sandwiches.

Ugh I love this series too much. My friends haven’t read it yet, and I have spoiled all the good moments by rambling about them.

#simon snow series #rainbow rowell #simon snow #baz grimm pitch #snowbaz #I want another book #but no angst. just them having the lives that they deserve and fought for #toast in bed and shopping at IKEA

[penpanoply]

Happy Birthday, rosebud boy

#simon snow series #awtwb #gay at ikea #Simon snow #snowbaz #when I saw these tiny ikea bags I KNEW WHAT I HAD TO DO

[letraspal]

We held hands the whole day. At lunch, he sat with his arm resting on the back of my chair. “If you can’t be gay at Ikea,” Snow reasoned, “where can you?” Was this the best day of my life? I’m nearly certain.

— Chapter 56, Any way the wind blows by Rainbow Rowell

Happy first anniversary AWTWB 🐀🌹

#happy anniversary awtwb #it’s ok to be gay at IKEA #I’m not dead just tired bc I’m back to work after covid and it’s exhausting #simon snow #snowbaz #baz pitch #fanart #carry on #letraspal #illustration #book characters #carry on fanart #rainbow rowell #anyway the wind blows #awtwb #awtwb spoilers #awtwb quotes #the simon snow trilogy #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #simon snow salisbury

[carryonmylovelies]

halloween collection at ikea is actually so snowbaz coded lets talk about it

#FINALLY ikea has realized its consumer pool is a lot of gay people and is responding as such #i saw this on my way out yesterday and could not believe my fucking eyes #august is such a perfect release date too august is basically hot fall to me #any way the wind blows #ikea #snowbaz

[ash-fandom-blog]

“If you can’t be gay at Ikea,” Snow reasoned, “where can you?”

(I know this line is from AWTWB but I didn’t have a physical copy of that one)

#had to bring the boys to ikea lol #simon snow #the simon snow trilogy #snowbaz #carry on series #rainbow rowell #misc

[forestgae]

I mean....

#pretty sure Ikea could advertise based on this #any way the wind blows #awtwb #rainbow rowell #simon snow #baz pitch #snowbaz

[orange-peony]

For the trope mash-up: I used a random number generator and got

8: Hospital AU

And

63: Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple

And I think those would make a great lil snowbaz AU!!

Thank you sooo much for your ask and sorry it took absolute ages!

“Baz, you’re needed in room three,” Niall says, looking like he hasn’t slept in two days (he probably hasn’t). “Your boyfriend managed to get another injury for the sole purpose of coming to snog you.”

“Snow is not my boyfriend!” I reply for the umpteenth time, but my legs are already moving faster than I thought my tiredness would allow.

What the fuck has he done this time?

“Baz, Simon has come to see you! What a lovely surprise,” Ebb proclaims with a smile as I walk past her. She also probably hasn’t slept (or showered) in ages, but she somehow never loses her lovely manners and sweetness. “You know, he always says he was a terrible boyfriend to Agatha, but it’s so nice to see how much he’s changed.”

“Oh, I can confirm he was a shit boyfriend,” Agatha comments drily while she makes a poor man wail in pain as she changes his dressing. 

“Still not my boyfriend,” I declare, deciding to ignore them.

Room three is just at the end of the corridor. I calm down when I hear him chatting cheerfully with the nurse on duty—it’d better not be Smith-Richards, that fucking flirt. 

“Oh, hello Baz!” Snow greets me with a grin, his cheek smudged with something that I hope is just dirt. My eyes go automatically for his arm, which is carefully being tended by Pippa (thank god it’s her). 

The cut looks pretty deep, but nothing life-threatening. I sigh in relief and tell Pippa she can go. 

“When are you going to stop being such a reckless idiot?” I ask as a greeting, and he produces his usual apologetic smile, not even batting an eyelid when I start cleaning the wound, trying to be as delicate as I can.

“Baz! Your boyfriend’s come to visit you!” Dev exclaims after popping his head in with a shit-eating grin. “Don’t forget—no hanky-panky at work.”

“I’m not a horny incubus like you and Niall,” I reply, my eyes fixed on Snow’s wound. I don’t want him to have a scar. Not another one. Those butchers who treated him before I met him made such a shit job at patching him up. But I’m going to make sure that no one else gets their hands on him. “And we’re not together.”

“No need to lie,” Dev says dismissively before he leaves us alone.  

“I was hoping you were going to be in,” he murmurs before I warn him that the anaesthetic is going to sting. He grimaces but makes no sound, a loud intake of breath is all I get for an injection in a spot that would make even the burliest men swear out loud. 

“How did it happen this time?” I ask, my tone probably harsher than I meant for it to come out. My eyes leave his wound to meet his gaze, and he smiles at me, licking his lips.

“It was actually Gareth’s fault,” he comments easily. “But I’ve got to admit I was a bit distracted. Someone was telling me about this concert. It’s the symphonic orchestra, and they’re doing this thing at Watford theatre on Saturday evening. I was thinking…would—shall I take you to see them? Hear them? I’ve never been to a concert before…”

My hands still, our eyes locking as I stare at him with my mouth open like a fish out of water.

This sounds like a date.

Is this meant to be a date?

“Baz, I’m going to lunch,” Niall calls from the corridor. “How long are you going to be with your boyfriend?”

“Very long!” I reply, and Snow’s uncertain expression slowly melts into a grin.

Is he actually my boyfriend?

“I mean, when we went to IKEA together,” he starts tentatively, “you said you play the violin. That you like classical music.”

“I did,” I confirm, still unsure if he’s asking me out.

“And the last time we went to the cinema, I picked the film,” he adds, “so it’s only fair that this time we do something you like. I mean, t-t-that is if you want to come—”

“Of course, I want,” I reply, so fast that I almost give myself whiplash. “Pick me up at seven. We can go to dinner first, if you want…”

His smile makes my heart melt like an icicle in the sun.

“It’s a date,” he says.   

Fuck, Snow is my boyfriend.

#my writing #snowbaz fic #hospital AU

[crankybeetle]

It’s WIP Wednesday and I actually have something to post? I had people suggest snowbaz prompts and @mythosandsuch suggested Simon and Baz shopping for ikea furniture. Decided to draw the entire scene as a 4 page comic so stay tuned 👀

#snowbaz #simon snow #baz pitch #co/ws/awtwb #any way the wind blows #wip wednesday

[palimpsessed]

✨WIP Folder tag game✨

Thank you for tagging me for this and for WIP Wednesday which I’m using this for since anything worth sharing from my SAE outline would be verrryyyy spoilery @artsyunderstudy @ivelovedhimthroughworse @facewithoutheart @cutestkilla @johnwgrey @martsonmars @mostlymaudlin @bookish-bogwitch @ionlydrinkhotwater @nightimedreamersworld I haven’t been able to look through anyone else’s posts yet, but once I have time to dig in, I will! ❤️

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

aka: pal answers the age old question “okay, this is good but what if: snowbaz?” about literally every piece of media ever :DDDDDDD

active/drafted/outlined:

slings and eros (currently posting and roughly 2/3??? finished)

bond au (outlined)

ssaelissatmmtsdaunoaf (outlined/started multiple times - next on the docket)

val-un-tine's day (terminated with extreme prejudice)

and there was only one bed! *gasp* (unlikely)

from my fic prompts channel:

troop beverly hills au (likely)

a modest proposal (likely)

hamlet au (unlikely)

beauty and the beast (likely)

penny/shep x-files au (i did a comic for this instead and also have never watched the show, so unlikely)

just like heaven au (?)

much a stag do about nothing (?)

the holiday au (likely)

the mage from c.o.v.e.n. (?)

easy a au (?)

practical magic au (unlikely)

intimacy and ikea (?)

hunchback of notre dame au (this would require me to remember anything about this movie or rewatch it, so unlikely)

bank robbery/hostage situation choose your own adventure (unlikely but would be fucking epic)

smut! tail edging! tail spit roast! (if i ever write smut again, so ???)

baz as the hooter and simon as the second hooter (?)

amol sequel (?)

galaxy quest au (likely)

fuck it. a-team au (?)

Is it obvious I just really love to figure out au casting/characterization? Because I fucking do! If anyone ever wants to chat about au potential please please please come scream at me. I am very limited in my media knowledge, but if I know the thing, I will have opinions about the thing :)

Feel like I’m late to this one, too, even tho I think it’s new? Anywayyyyy I’ll tag more folks in (not matching my number of wips tho) and we’ll say it’s for this or a regular wip day post or just to let you know I appreciate you<3: @angelsfalling16 @aristocratic-otter @bazzybelle @basiltonbutliketheherb @bloodiedpixie @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @captain-aralias @confused-bi-queer @excalisbury @fatalfangirl @fight-surrender @foolofabookwyrm-activated @frjsti @gekkoinapeartree @im-gettingby @jbrrring @krisrix @letraspal @moodandmist @nick-eyre @ninemagicks @otherworldsivelivedin @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @prettylightsbigcity @raenestee @stillmadaboutpetra @subparselkie @shemakesmeforget @stardustasincocaine @seducing-a-vampire @sillyunicorn @scone-lover @thehoneyedhufflepuff @twinkle-twinkle-up-above @tea-brigade @takitalks @themandilorian @urban-sith @unseelieseelie @wetheformidables okay tumblr has cut me off. whatever. :/

#tag game #wip wednesday

[facewithoutheart]

WIP Folder

Thanks for the tag @orange-peony!

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.  I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

I’m mostly doing this because I think my brain is insane these days. And I’m not even gonna include all of the WIPs, only ones with either an outline or at least one page of content. And I’m only doing snowbaz, even though I have some drarry, zimbits, and cursed pairs in here.

7 minutes in heaven

Baby Baz

COBB 2

CORB - On Love’s Light Wings

COTTA (even though I dropped out I still like this concept)

Cowfic

Crossing Space

Enter Bastard (2)

Fatalfangirl

Firefly On

IKEA fic

In A Bar

Last Call

Life Model

Like The Greeks

Maybe I Missed You Too

My Heart For Ransom

My Merciful End

Piano Man

Romeo + Julien

Sad

Santa Baby

Seducing a vampire

SnowZomBaz

The Real Ending

Waffle House

Wayward Song

Tagging @martsonmars, @tea-brigade, @cutestkilla, @creepyspice, @johnwgrey, @sillyunicorn (songs count!!), @palimpsessed … trying to think of anyone else who gives me WIP chaos vibes… I’ll take @captain-aralias out of curiosity but I get the impression you’re way less chaotic about your projects.

#this is a mess #omfg #why did I number these it’s just scary #ask game

[simonsnowichooseyou]

AWTWB SPOILERS

Original by @letraspal , if I’m not mistaken. ❤️

#awtwb spoilers #carry on rainbow rowell #simon snow #simon snow series #baz grimm pitch #carry on #simon snow salisbury #baz #any way the wind blows #baz pitch supremacy #co/ws #snowbaz shitpost #snowbaz #anyway the wind blows #wayward son #snowbaz at ikea #ikea snowbaz #shepard love #shep #shepard from omaha #penny #penelope bunce #penny bunce #agatha x niamh #agatha wellbelove

[flowersandbuttons]

simon (and baz, in awtwb) wore one of agatha's lacrosse sweathers, right? but imagine how she would react if she saw it, like:

baz: hey look at this sweather i stole from simon!

agatha: ...

baz: what?

agatha: ...I've got some bad news for you my friend.

#rainbow rowell #simon snow series #simon snow #baz pitch #carry on #simon and baz #snowbaz #simon snow salisbury #watford #headcanon #agatha wellbelove #gay at ikea

[belllllove]

Penelope: Baz is so in love, he has zero common sense when it comes to you.

Simon: That’s not true!

Penelope: You wanna bet? Tell him you’re pregnant.

Baz, three hours later with four full shopping carts at ‘Baby’s R US’: Wait.

#carry on #wayward son #any way the wind blows #penelope bunce #simon snow #baz pitch #simon X baz #snowbaz #gay #ikea

[taubenschlag94]

Ikea Date

#snowbaz #Simon snow #awtwb #baz #rainbow rowell #Simon baz #fanart #lgbt #Ikea #meine zeichnungen

[waywardbean]

awtwb reactions part 2

With spoilers

DOMESTIC SNOWBAZ GOES TO IKEA (373)

"Simon spent half his inheritance on swedish meatballs and daim cake" money well spent. I should let Simon be in charge of my finances (374)

"if you can't be gay at Ikea, where can you?" DODBKSVSKSBEIJDOE DAMN RIGHT! GAYS FOR IKEA! (374)

HELL YEAH PENNY, DESTROY THAT DEMON IN COURT (392)

this is a mess. They are all messes (404)

"'Mmm', he mmms." wtf is that line?!? (419) it's also on 421?!?

awwww niamh cut her hair like Agatha suggested and Agatha's pigeon brain can't process it dkdnkdbdi I wouldn't be able to either if a woman that stunning listened to my suggestion. I'd decompose on the spot (444)

"'now she's breaking and entering,' Shepard sighs." THE SIGH! THEY ARE PERFECT (450)

Agatha just compared herself to a dead badger lying in the middle of the road. She's growing on me, I'm a fan of the self deprecation lol (477)

goat birth was really not what I thought I was going to be reading about when I picked up this book (483)

my rosebud boy <3 (550)

#niamh simp #Agatha redemption arc? #gays for ikea #domestic snowbaz #snowbaz #rosebud boy #awtwb quotes #awtwb spoiler #simon snow trilogy #agatha wellbelove #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #simon snow #shepard love #shepard from omaha #niamh brody #the simon snow trilogy #awtwb #any way the wind blows #wellbrody #penelope bunce #Penelope x Shepard #penny x shepard

[thesmalltowngal]

Snowbaz 24- Chance Encounters

Otp Prompt #25: Baz lost his sibling Mordelia in an IKEA, and an employee named Simon is the only one willing to help him look for her. (Non-magic AU)

~ Enjoy, my loves! ~

*Simon’s POV*

There’s a very handsome stranger looking very lost in the middle of our store. (Store’s a bit of a stretch- more like a bloody mansion, really. Even I get lost sometimes, still.) He’s got slick black hair, stony grey eyes, and cheekbones that would put Edward Cullen to shame. 

“Mordelia?” He calls out as he looks in bins and under beds. “Mordelia you insufferable little witch…” He hasn’t noticed my staring at him, but Penny has. I look over and she’s got one eyebrow cocked with an annoying little smirk. (She gave me this same look when I had fawned over Agatha back in secondary school. Then I realized I was a right pouf in eighth year, and she gave me the same look then, too.)

“Well, Si? Are you going to go see what that lovely customer over there wants? Or are you going to keep staring like a begging pup?” I shift on my feet as I feel my blood rush to my face in a flood of heat. Is it really that bloody obvious?

“I, er- well he doesn’t really look like he nee-”

She rolls her eyes at me. (Bloody prat, she is.) “Well then, I suppose I’ll have to go help the handsome stranger,” She starts walking off toward him (he’s still blissfully unaware of my gay panic at the moment) with a bounce in her step. But before she can get too far, I huff and tug on her sleeve. 

“Fine, bloody tit, trying to bloody pimp me out…” I mutter to myself as I walk away from her and toward Edward Cullen 2.0. I toss a furtive glance back behind my shoulder and see Penny flipping me off, putting her gaudy purple ring on display. (We were at the market when she got it- I told her it was an ugly hunk of junk. She insisted it was magic. Right crackers, she was.)

I put on my best customer service face (hiding my please-do-bad-things-to-me one) and walk up, tapping him on the shoulder. He spins around, looking as though he’s trying to hide how frantic he is. (He’s even better looking close up.) (Penny calls me a gay disaster. I never thought much of it ‘til now.) “Excuse me,” (He’s looking at me like it’s the only thing he’s focusing on.) “Can I help you? You look a little, um- lost.” At first he looks taken aback, but then he looks around, tugs at his hair (his gorgeous fucking hair that I want to tug right out of his skull), and then looks hopelessly back at me. 

“Yeah, that’d be a right help, mate. My bloody sister… she’s run off and I can’t find her in this god forsaken mansion you call a store.” He’s sarcastic, but maybe it’s just because he’s worried about his sister. (Mordelia.)

“Right, well… what’s your name?” I extend my hand, but he doesn’t take it. Instead he looks at me with a sneer (a villainous sneer- I didn’t know that was a real thing) and crosses his arms. 

“Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch.” My head hurts just from the syllables alone. 

“T-t-tyr-tyrannu-” He rolls his eyes. (It’s bloody hard to pronounce his name- ‘specially when I never was good at English.) 

“Basilton is fine-” I shake my head and give him a toothy grin.

“How ‘bout Baz?” He furrows his brow like he’s trying it out in his mind. He sighs and nods his head (I think I see a smile- maybe he likes it!) 

“Well. What’s your name, then?” (It’s a bit odd exchanging pleasantries when his sister’s missing, but he doesn’t seem to mind, so I don’t, either.) I cock my head to the side and point to my nametag, but he shakes his head. “No- your full name.” I grin again (I know I don’t know him, but he seems to make me grin a bit, even though he does seem like a bit of an arse.)

“Simon Snow Salisbury.”

“Alright, Snow. Help me find my sister, yeah?” Snow Snow Snow. I love love love it. “Her name is-”

“Mordelia,” I finish. He looks at me - thinking - for a moment, and then shakes his head and turns on his heel to keep looking for Mordelia. When I look back over my shoulder, Penny is giving me an enthusiastic thumbs up; so I hurry away, taking Baz with me. (May be a weird name, but oddly enough, it seems to fit him.) 

We look everywhere- which is bloody hard in a store like this. In and under bins, cupboards and large drawers, appliances, etc. Finally, we’ve nearly given up all hope, but we’re still going to the bed section to look for her. Every now and then one of us will call out her name, but we’ve reached the general consensus that it’s not likely to help, anyway. I decide - while we’re looking in this huge section of the huge store - to make a bit of chat. 

“So… what brings you to our store?” He casts a glance with a raised eyebrow quickly to me, and then looks back away, pulling covers from a bed. 

“Buying a new oven for our mum- we were baking sour cherry scones and salt and vinegar crisps when it caught fire. She’s a baker, so she was devastated. It’s near Christmas, so our father sent us out to buy a new one for her.” 

“Sour cherry scones?” I can’t help but stop in my tracks and salivate at the thought. I haven’t had any for a time, but I still remember having them every day before Uni. Flaky and warm and oh so delicious. Beside me, Baz chuckles. (A downright lovely thing.) 

“My whole story about my oven catching fire and that’s what you take from it?” I feel myself blush sheepishly and decide to stop talking. (Maybe forever. Haven’t decided yet.) He casts a sidelong glance at me and I see that he’s smiling, so maybe I didn’t make a complete arse of myself just yet. 

…

We find Mordelia hiding under a bed just under twenty minutes later, giggling herself into oblivion. Baz gave her a long talk before turning to me and nodding once, firmly and then going about his business again. And just like that, my encounter with the handsome stranger ended as quickly as it had begun. 

*Baz’s POV*

Sometimes I could absolutely bite myself for being as bloody desperate as I am. But after a meeting with the bloody drop dead gorgeous guy Simon (I don’t even know if he’s gay), who wouldn’t be desperate? So nearly as soon as I had left him standing in the bed section, I kicked myself for doing so. By god, Mordelia and I are going to leave the store without an oven for now, but will be damned if I leave without saying goodbye to him. 

So I promptly drag Mordelia around and settle on a lamp that would look just fine on my bedside table; gargoyle and all. I spend five minutes wandering like a lust pup around the store, looking for him to check me out. (In more way than one.) When I finally find him and saddle into his line, looking cooler than I feel, Mordelia is throwing a tantrum about leaving. (This store has become somewhat of a playground for her, as of yet.) She keeps hitting me and wrinkling my jumper. But she can hit me as much as she’d like- this isn’t my favorite shirt. 

And besides, as I approach Simon steadily and meet his gaze, his eyes light up for a fraction of a second. He stares at me (or so it seems) for a few more seconds before returning back to his current customer. 

I finally get to the front of the line with ‘Delia in tow and place the lamp on his counter. He smiles up at me, as bright as the goddamn sun itself. “Thought you were just looking for an oven?” He says as he scans the lamp, still looking up at me with his downright sinful eyes. 

“Right, well…” I taper out, not knowing what to say. (Which is odd, because I’m usually quite eloquent.) We finish the transaction all too quickly. 

“Receipt in the bag or with you?”

“With me is fine,” He hands it to me, smiling brightly all the while. “Thank you… Simon.” He looks like he’s won the lottery. (I wonder for a moment if I can find an excuse to come back tomorrow. And the next day… and the next…)

We’re leaving the store just as quickly as we had entered, and I can feel my heart sink. But when I look down at the receipt in my hand…

I’ll be bloody damned. It’s his phone number.

#Carry on #wayward son #carry on fanfic #snowbaz fanfic #snowbaz #snowbaz fic #non magic #baz #baz pitch #baz grimm pitch #baz grimm-pitch #simon #simon snow #penny #penelope bunce #ikea #fanfiction #fanfic #mlm #gay #rainbow rowell #magic #mordelia