#2022 snowflake

[gwengoods]

Baris Snowflake

Happy Holidays! Celebrating the winter solstice with a new free snow flake pattern!

Happy Holidays! Happy Winter Solstice! Baris is a Turkish name meaning peaceful, and a perfect description of a snowflake. Make a little bit of peace with this little snowflake. It works up quick in 2 rounds making great little ornaments for a Christmas tree or to create a snowy window. This is an easy pattern. Finished Size  3”…

[letraspal]

Baking Battles

This Baking Show AU + Fake Dating is my gift to @/Zr for the Carry On server’s Secret Snowflake Exchange ❄️ I added friends to lovers bc I’m very self indulgent. Hope you like it, I enjoyed a lot to work on this AU because fake dating is simply my greatest pleasure.

[nicydraws]

❄️ Snow Miku ❄️

[kaluwa-del-conte]

Ice ’Rhink’

Holiday Prompt List 2022

[yellobb]

Happy New Year, everybody!!! It took a while, but here's my Secret Snowflake Exchange art for @cats-and-jam! This follows the prompts: soft bois with cat(s) and baking fiasco. I couldn't quite figure out how to work in a goat to go with it 😆 No angst was also a request, so this is as fluffy as can be :)

I hope you enjoy!

[barbiesince59]

Cutie Reveal: Snow Flake - 2022

[fatalfangirl]

“You’ve been a good boy haven’t you, Baz? So good, I think you deserve a reward.”

The Spanking Dream by @skeedelvee

Happy holidays and Secret Snowflake exchange to @skeedelvee! I was so excited to have you as my recipient and decided to make embroidery fanart of your delicious, sexy fic The Spanking Dream. I really enjoy the way this fic explores the different approaches and desires Simon and Baz have the same sexual act. You're able to learn so much about them from a few quality spanking sessions 😇.

For more photos, embroidery notes, and gushing below the cut:

I knew from the start I wanted to do embroidery art for the exchange, and when I got Skee, I was starting to sweat a little! 😅 I used some new stitches for the first time with this piece and since she embroiders too, I'm excited to talk shop!

The Design

For the design of this piece I wanted to go for a fortune slip/occult vibe and drew inspiration from Ouija boards. The "Good Boy"/"Dirty Boy" represents Baz/Simon and of course the Sweet Dreams plays into the fic's plot of everything starting with naughty dreams. The hands with the peach is my best attempt at capturing spanking in an artistic way.

The Stitches

I tried some new techniques for this piece including using the fishbone stitch for the peach leaves and a few of the stars. The hands were an interesting challenge, too, since I was trying to have the statin stitch follow the direction the fingers were moving.

Super happy with how this came together in honoring a delightful fic and lovely person! Thank you @skeedelvee for creating such fun and beautiful art and writing for this fandom. It was such an honor to create this for you!

[cutestkilla]

Happy last Wednesday of the year, and thanks for the tags @larkral @martsonmars and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe (can't wait to hunker down and read chapter 2 of my super sex pollen with the best twist gift!! GO READ IT FOLKS YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT).

Working on edits for my Secret Snowflake fic today, which I hope to start posting tomorrow, with a chapter a day until the 31st. Here's a bit from the third chapter which will be 100% (okay, it's me, so maybe 87.5%) smut. My first E rating, which I'm a bit nervous about but anyway, here is some Simon POV under the cut for a bit of spice.

Baz looks surprised again. He bites his lip. “You want me to pin you… like a bug?” I nod. “Like this?” He presses forward, jabbing his index and middle fingers into each wing. The skin of my wings tugs at the connection to my back. I inhale sharply as the sting of it twinges pleasantly through me. “Yeah,” I rasp. I wind my arms around his neck. “Like that.” He crushes his hips and chest against me, and noses against my cheek. “What now?” he breathes. “Now, you keep me here. And you take whatever you want,” I say, hoping he wants me in all the ways I want him to. “Hmmm,” he hums. He bites my earlobe, and pulls it through his teeth as he drags his cheek back along mine until we're nose-to-nose. He smiles, wickedly. “How will I ever choose with such a buffet laid out before me?” Then he kisses me. Like it’s an attack, hard and fast. My neck snaps back and my head bounces off the wall. “Yeah,” I huff again, against his lips, against his teeth. “Exactly like that.”

Very low pressure tags and hellos below!

@creepyspice @fatalfangirl @captain-aralias @artsyunderstudy @bookish-bogwitch @ivelovedhimthroughworse @whatevertheweather @facewithoutheart @johnwgrey @urban-sith @technetiumai @moodandmist @confused-bi-queer @forabeatofadrum @kherub @letraspal @ileadacharmedlife @aristocratic-otter @tea-brigade @palimpsessed @messofthejess @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @nightimedreamersworld @ionlydrinkhotwater @whogaveyoupermission @erzbethluna @thewholelemon @kohatenz @raenestee @hushed-chorus @stitchy-queerista @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @shrek-gogurt @yellobb @onepintobean

[reptilian-angel]

“Gotta give this bird some Yuletide cheer or else he’ll never shut up. Definitely NOT because I WANT to or anything.”

Merry Christmas to all you Saints & Sinners out there, stay warm & safe this winter!

[you-remind-me-of-the-babe]

I am so excited to share my gift fic for @cutestkilla for the Secret Snowflake Exchange! Dre asked for a threesome between Simon, Baz and an aged-up Humdrum and I simply HAD to make sure she got her wish. So, without further ado, here’s a Watford-era sex pollen fic updating daily until Dec. 31st!

A Burning Hunger

Rated: E

chapters: 5

word count: 17k

Summary:

The Humdrum’s sent a swarm of fornicadas to Watford and anyone that ingests their magickal pheromones will be compelled to have sex until it’s out of their system. But Baz and Simon aren’t the only ones who’ve been affected. So what will the three of them do once they’re faced with the compulsion to fuck one another?

[activatingaggro]

Two of the three Servitors, because having all three Servitors in one picture is how Averii has to pull out the “no ashro bro” card. Probably discussing the slightly baffling Riccin <> Averii development, or why Liyiji keeps hissing and shoving his matesprit in the metaphorical closet.

[werezolft]

Here’s a Secret snowflake exchange gift for @aroace-genderfluid-sheep

Some of their prompts included puzzles and rain, so I had to draw a rainy day in with a jigsaw puzzle.

They’re working on a rainbow music magic puzzle featuring a *very accurate* (but far too detailed) viola (/j), that Baz chose. I think Simon dumped all the pieces on the floor leading Baz to start directing him how to put it together so it couldn’t go more wrong. Penelope was also annoyed with Simon’s decision so she sat down to work on assembly. Shepard has been poking around the apartment, but temporarily paused to watch (and laugh at) the scene. Idk.

Some other fun details include Penny being very sure she’s not wearing school colors despite the fact she clearly is. Shepard’s lovely two-tone shirt and pink tinted glasses. Also a novelty heart-shaped watch. Simon stealing Baz’s jersey and poking his transparent wings through it. And Simon and Baz’s matching socks (based on a design in my redbubble).

I’ve been tumblr adjacent for years, but I figured this was a decent time to join and share this? Hope you like it :)

[1morteveryday]

358/365 👣

[the-travelling-witch]

AHH EHHED THE IMAGE OF SCARA BOPPING HIS HEAD TO VENTIS MUSIC

ITS SO CUTE

I NEED SNOWFLAKE HERE RN!!

-✨

Holly I’m sorry I can’t stop myself, I love him so much he’s so perfect so pretty so silly and I need to become best friends right now with venti I have to thank him for everything he’s done to Scaramouche and just being a goofball with wind puns

i’m shining a picture of scara into the night sky like i’m trying to summon a fanfic-loving version of batman

but the venti/scara part was something that i knew had to be in there like it was the first thing that came to mind when i thought about scara’s music taste, bc he lives with venti, ofc this guy’s music is always playing

honestly, their history and connection has become one of my favourite things about this modern au… i’m such a genius for thinking of this /silly

i’m sorry, venti’s best friend position is already filled… by yours truly, i will pass on your message though /silly

my modern au masterlist || modern au tag

[prettylightsbigcity]

A Second Chance

I'm back from my unintentional hiatus, and I come bearing fic! This is my Secret Snowflake Exchange fic for @fatalfangirl 🎉🎉🎉 HUGE thank you to @foolofabookwyrm-activated and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for being such lovely mods and humans 🖤 Read a preview below, or the whole thing over on ao3. Rated E, so minors, please begone!

What would you do if you were confronted with a ghost from your past? Would you give them another chance, or would you let bygones be bygones? The last person Baz expected to see this New Year's Eve was Simon Snow...

Simon and Baz never got together in CO. In this AU, Simon still saved the World of Mages, but his truce with Baz fizzled out when he left Watford (no wings/tail either; sorry monsterfucker friends!)

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Baz

I’m in the process of trying to convince myself that the unmistakable head of curls across the bar is absolutely not who I think it is when Dev leans over and practically shouts in my ear. 

“Is that Simon fucking Snow?”

I sigh. Of course, of all the bars in bloody London, Snow would choose this one. I didn’t even realize he was back in the country! I’m slipping, clearly. 

“It is Simon Snow!” Dev bellows, so loudly that half the bar turns to look at us. 

Fortunately, Snow is not among them. I turn my back to the bar, leaning away from my cousin and pinching the bridge of my nose. Undeterred, Dev elbows me, nearly knocking my drink out of my hand. 

“Circe, Dev, watch it,” I hiss. 

He makes an exaggerated face at me. 

“Baz,” he says slowly, “Bazzy boy, that is Simon fucking Snow over there, the man, myth, and legend, ex-Chosen One, and more importantly, your former room mate and subject of your years-long obsession, and you’re telling me you aren’t even a little bit interested in what he’s doing here?”

I stare at him. He blinks, twice. 

“Bullshit,” he declares, launching himself into the mass of patrons packed into the narrow bar before I can even ask what exactly he thinks he’s going to do. 

With a lurch, I realize he’s working his way over to the other side of the room, making a beeline for Snow. Cursing, I leave my drink on the bar and take off after him. We waited forever for those seats, and a couple of girls in short dresses have already claimed our spots behind me. I’m going to murder Dev. I squeeze between two brutish lads trying to get the barkeep’s attention and make a grab for Dev’s collar. I miss, and he throws a triumphant smirk over his shoulder before reaching out and tapping Snow’s arm. I watch in slow motion as he turns his head and recognition washes over his face. 

Fuck.

He’s still handsome; tanned, and with more freckles than I remember. His eyebrows draw together as he realizes it’s Dev behind him. There’s no time for me to get away– no time to even move. Simon’s eyes meet mine, and it hits me like a blow to the stomach. He grimaces, his lips moving as he says something to Dev that even my advanced hearing can’t pick out from the overall cacophony of the crowd. Dev smiles roguishly and jabs his thumb over his shoulder at me. To my surprise, they both laugh, and Simon seems to relax a bit. Dev turns to me, a question on his face. I’m still frozen, being jostled from side to side by intoxicated partiers trying to get to the bar. 

“Baz, come say hello,” he repeats, remorseless and grinning. 

My teeth snap shut, and I shake my head slightly. 

“I’m stepping out.”

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Read the rest on ao3!

[sweethomesweethome]

no two snowflakes are the same ❄️