#like why is coc 2020 in my top 2021 tags??

[angelsfalling16]

I posted 1,649 times in 2021

183 posts created (11%)

1466 posts reblogged (89%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 8.0 posts.

I added 662 tags in 2021

#lol - 108 posts

#ollie rambles - 101 posts

#snowbaz - 89 posts

#and i was crashing into queue - 83 posts

#coc 2020 - 73 posts

#my writing - 54 posts

#rainbow rowell - 44 posts

#ouran high school host club - 41 posts

#ohshc - 36 posts

#the simon snow trilogy - 33 posts

Longest Tag: 122 characters

#and that was one of those moments when i questioned why i was still sticking around in a place where i no longer felt safe

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

From the prompt list: Fluff number 17, “quick, kiss me!”

Thanks for the prompt! 😊

Simon

I yank Baz into an empty hallway and shove him up against the wall.

"What are you--?" He starts to protest but I shake my head to silence him.

"Quick, kiss me!"

He quirks a brow at me, but the corners of his mouth twitch like he's trying not to smile.

For a moment, I think he won't do it, but then he hooks his foot around my ankle and drags me closer before placing his hands on my face and pulling me into a kiss that's soft yet hurried. Too soon, he pulls away, and I try not to pout.

I get it. Someone could turn this way at any moment and see us. At least when I just have him pinned against the wall, we could be perceived as fighting.

"Not that I'm really complaining, but why the urgent need for me to kiss you?"

"I missed you," I admit, tugging on the front of his blazer then running my hand down it to straighten it back out.

"We were just in class together."

"I know but I couldn't talk to you. Or kiss you. Which is all I want to do when you're being an irritating know it all."

He smiles softly at me. "Why don't we eat lunch together?"

"Really?" I ask, perking up.

"Yeah. Meet me on the great lawn. We can have a picnic."

"Won't people see us? I thought you didn't want people to know about us."

"I was just worried about how they would react. But if you really don't care, then I don’t mind if everyone knows."

"I really like you, Baz, and I would scream that from the ramparts if you let me. Just make sure you're certain about this."

"I am."

Grinning widely, I lean in and kiss him.

Someone clears their throat, and I jump back from Baz spinning around and blushing furiously as I prepare to face whatever teacher has just caught us.

It's Penny, standing with her hands on her hips.

"I see so this is what - or rather who - you've been doing."

"Yes. I mean no. Well, kind of?"

"Just be quiet snow," Baz says moving behind me and leaning in to hiss in my ear. "We should get going or we'll be late to class," he says louder.

Penny stares him down, and if I were the one under gaze, I would be trying to move out of her line out of sight, but Baz just stares back.

"Fine. But Simon, we'll be having a talk later. About keeping yourself safe."

"Oh god," I groan, wanting to cover my face with my hands.

She smirks then turns on heel, leading us towards class.

Baz's hand hovers at the small of my back as we walk, and I can’t help but smile. I think I'll enjoy being out with Baz.

103 notes • Posted 2021-08-14 21:48:24 GMT

#4

HI. I DONT KNOW IF YOURE STILL DOING FIC IDEAS BUT I SAW A MUG THAT SAYS “i like my men with fangs” AND J THOUGHT ITD BE REALLY GOOD IF SIMON JUST CASUALLY WHIPPED IT OUT ONE MORNING OVER BREAKFAST. THANK YOU. GOODBYE.

Yes, I am still taking prompts, and this one is fantastic! That mug is great, and now I desperately need it (lol) This is kind of short, but I hope you like it, Nonnie! :)

**

Simon

I'm standing in the kitchen, sipping at my second cup of coffee for the day when Baz walks in, bleary eyed and still half asleep. I've already had three cherry scones, and I feel energy and caffeine pumping through my body, wanting to be directed at something and put to good use.

Baz has never been much of a morning person, though, and barely glances at me when he comes in. Back at Watford, I always thought that it was due to the fact that he's a vampire and might be nocturnal, but now I realize he just really doesn’t like getting up early.

I watch him grab a mug and wonder if I should have put on more clothes before I left my room. I'm wearing boxers in a t-shirt that have two holes slit in it for my wings, looking like I just rolled out of bed. Even though Baz is the one who actually just rolled out of bed, he doesn’t show it, even in the dark green, silk pajamas he’s wearing. (I wouldn’t be surprised if they had his initials embroidered on them. Anyone else would look like a right prat in them, but Baz looks... Well, he looks gorgeous. Hot. Bloody amazing.

"Morning, darling," I murmur into my mug.

"Good morning," he says through a yawn as he reaches for the coffee pot. He dumps in too much sugar, and he’s about to pour cream into it when he finally looks at me.

His mouth drops open in a very un-Baz like fashion and the cream nearly slips from his fingers when he sees the mug I’m holding. It arrived yesterday, and I couldn’t wait to use it in front of him.

"Something wrong?" I ask innocently.

"What is that?" He asks as if I'm holding a piece of rotting garbage.

I glance down at the mug then back up at him with a grin. It has the words “I like my men with fangs” printed on it, and there are two puncture wounds with blood dripping from them underneath.

"It’s my new mug. I thought you'd like it."

"Where did you even get that?"

"Online. You know, you can get all sorts of vamp-related items online. Normals are really into the whole vampire thing. But," I say, setting down the mug and stepping towards Baz, "not as much as I'm into you."

My hands grasp his hips at the same time my tail flicks out to wrap around his calf.

"Being into someone with fangs is a dangerous thing you know," Baz replies, quirking a brow as he sets down his own coffee and the cream. "You never know what they might do with them."

He smirks but it's closer to a grin. His arms come up to wrap around my waist, and he pulls me closer to him.

Just before our lips meet, I say, "I'm willing to take the risk."

118 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 02:03:34 GMT

#3

I underestimated just how long this would take me to finish, but I had so much fun designing and stitching this!! 💙💙💙

And here is a look at all of my @rainbowrowell inspired cross stitches:

141 notes • Posted 2021-07-17 21:49:59 GMT

#2

I saw this in the book store, and it looks like something Simon would buy for Baz

324 notes • Posted 2021-07-04 00:53:49 GMT

#1

Signs that you're in love with the prince of England:

[This has been sitting in the notes app on my phone for over a year bc I kept forgetting to format and post it]

Reminiscent of the Signs that you’re in love your roommate post that I made a few years ago

On Page 7: the first time you talk about him, you mention him jerking off (okay, I will admit this one is a bit of a stretch, but I'm just getting started)

On Page 10: you imagine "twirling around a ballroom while [he] drones sweet nothings" in your ear (and blush about it!)

On Page 11: you liken him to Prince Charming (another stretch)

On Page 14: you spend half the page describing him in quite complimentary terms (”infuriatingly symmetrical"? Really, Alex?)

On Page 14: you get upset thinking that his dancing with your sister has something to do with you

On Page 15: you clearly remember the first time you really saw him

On Page 16: you used to sneak into your sister's room to touch his hair in a picture

On Page 16: you imagined taking said picture and keeping it in your room

On Page 16: you say he's beautiful

On Page 18: you get defensive and upset when he insinuates that you may be obsessed with him

On Page 19: you delight in the glimpse of his personality

On Page 19: in all the wreckage, you manage to see a small cut on his cheek out of the corner of your eye

On Page 30: you already know everything about him from "hate reading" his Wikipedia page

On Page 36: you describe him poetically. Or really, the way you describe him in that entire page. His hands, his eyes...

On Page 43: you say he's fresh and handsome and his hair looks soft

On Page 43: you say he is annoyingly attractive (and are so distracted you almost don't hear a question you're being asked (on television!!)

On Page 48: you enjoyed that slightly erotic fight you just had with him

On Page 50: you remember the first time you met him "down to the Union Jack on [his] anorak"

On Page 53: one of the first things you say after giving him your number is "no booty calls"

On Page 59: Luna doesn't believe that you're not into the prince

On Page 59: you stared at a photo of him for an hour

On Page 71: you have a stupid smile every time you look at your phone while texting him

On Page 73: you know he's frowning at his phone

On Page 77: you text him every day

On Page 80: you imagine him killing you sensually (yeah, I'm reaching again but this page is great)

On Page 82: you get a big smile at something he says

On Page 83: You're still smiling

On Page 91-92: You tell him about all your family drama/baggage

On Page 95: your sister compares your relationship with him to fake dating turned falling in love trope

On Page 96: you feel warm and nervous when your sister says you like him

On Page 98: you think he has a beautiful face

On Page 99: you really like him

On Page 101: you find him endearing

On Page 102: you feel a strange spark in your gut at the way he's watching you

On Page 103: you feel giddy when he gets jealous of you dancing with someone else

On Page 106: You're thinking about absorbing some of the "much" for him to help him

On Page 108: you don't mind kissing him

On Page 108: kissing him is nothing like kissing anyone you've ever kissed before

On Page 109: you can't stop thinking about the kiss

On Page 113: you think about him and something twists in your chest

On Page 113: You're so caught caught up in thinking about his body that you trip and skin your knee

On Page 114: you've wanted to kiss him this entire time

On Page 115: You're always thinking about him, no matter how hard you try to distract yourself

On Page 120: You're Draco Malfoy level obsessed with him and have been for years

On Page 120: you long-distance flirt with him every day

On Page 120: basically everything that Nora is saying on this page about you...

On Page 124: you get pissed when you see him kissing someone else, before you calm down enough to think it through logically

On Page 129: You're into his British accent

On Page 132: you feel lit up with a feeling that has probably always been there

On Page 135: you have to remind yourself that you don't have feelings for him

On Page 145: you have to remind yourself not to care too much

On Page 158: You're kind of obsessed with him

On Page 159-160: after seeing a picture of him, your heart does a weird thing (that definitely isn't a whole thing)

On Page 160: You're just as attracted to his dark moods as the rest of them

On Page 172: you open up to him about things you don't say to anyone else

On Page 183: your migraine "demands soothing images of Henry looking cozy and picturesque”

On Page 198: you've never met a challenge you didn't live, and he is a challenge

On Page 199: you know all his ticks

On Page 200: you wish you could wake up with him and watch him get ready for the day every morning

On Page 219-220: he plays "Your Song" and you have to tell yourself that you aren't there to fall in love with him

On Page 227: he's the one you want to call when you're going through a rough time

On Page 234: it wouldn't make a difference if you were told not to see him again

On Page 243: even after everything that has happened, you still feel like you want to know more of him

On Page 257: You're "so in love [you] could die"

At this point he's finally admitted it, and I could have stopped but decided to keep going:

On Page 257: you've been falling in love with him for years

On Page 263: you try to tell him you love him

On Page 266-267: for a full week, you go crazy after he ghosts you

On Page 267-270: you fly to a whole other country to confront him and won't leave until he lets you in

On Page 271: you tell him you love him. Twice.

On Page 277: you feel something about him knowing how you like your coffee

On Page 283: you've been thinking about how a relationship with him would work since that first time he kissed you

On Page 291: you refer to him as one of your homes

On Page 302-303: you make a list of things you love about him

On Page 312: you're willing to risk ruining your life for him

On Page 312: you're never gonna love anyone else like you love him

On Page 328: you feel forever about him. and you've known it all along

On Page 344: you love him on purpose

568 notes • Posted 2021-08-15 15:51:06 GMT

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