#watford era ebb

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Hi everyone and thank you for the tags @cutestkilla @thewholelemon @roomwithanopenfire! I wanted to reblog and gush but tumblr won't let me WHY WHAT'S UP WITH THAT?! But be assured I am so stoked to see more of what you're all working on!

Here are some sentences from an upcoming chapter of Those Glowing, Magickal Years.

“Are those dogs?” I ask. “No,” Ebb says. “Those are paindeer. What the bloody hell are they doing here?” “Paindeer?” I don’t like the sound of that. Not at all. “They’re dark creatures. They’re like muntjac deer, but they cause mischief.” I have no idea what a muntjac deer is, but I don’t tell Ebb that. “They break things, steal, and eat everything.” “Then why are they called paindeer?” “Because they’re a pain in the arse, Simon!” 

(Also thank you everyone who tagged me in the ask game, not taking part because I'm unsure my answers will be interesting *cough* I'm busy with a puppy)

Hello tags and some personal thoughts on TGMY below the cut.

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It's been a hell of a fortnight, which has shaken up all my self-doubts and insecurity regarding TGMY. Like, is this a dumb idea? In a fandom with so much fanon, will me building my own vision of the Watford era be unwelcome or seen as arrogant? For example, having no DeNiall and giving them my own invented surnames? Or will I bother someone with my own interpretations of how magic works, or how pre-CO canon events went down, or what creatures like paindeer might be like? But I also know I don't care when someone else does that (in fact I love other people's interpretations of this stuff) and this is just crappy brain self-talk. I'm writing this fic because I enjoy it. Give me power, give me strength, and please give me a decent night's sleep

[excalisbury]

Ebb would love a baby groot.

[otherpeoplesheartachept-2]

Youth

Pairing: Ebb/the dryad

Rating: G

Length: 1116 words

Summary: Ebb spends some time with her new friend in the woods

Read on Ao3 or bellow :)))

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It’s a nice sunny day so the three of us are sat on the Great Lawn eating lunch. Well, I’m eating, Fiona and Nico are propped against a tree snogging. They’ve been inseparable since they got together a few months ago. Nico asked Fiona out when they were in detention for spelling Mr. Walker’s chalk invisible in Latin class. I mean, of course that’s how they got together.

I do my best to ignore them, and focus on my pea and ham soup.

Fiona tries to include me by asking about what I learned in Political Science today, but her attention lasts for about ten seconds before Nico’s “subtly” kissing her neck. At least Fi gives me an apologetic look before I just roll my eyes and wave them off.

“I need new friends,” I sigh dramatically. Nico snorts, because he knows I won’t actually get new friends.

It’s not like I actually want to stop hanging out with my two best friends. I’m happy for them; they seem great together, if not somehow even more prone to trouble-making as a couple. It’s just a tad awkward third-wheeling now. And yes, I have cried about that a few times, but I cry about everything. Ma says crying is easier than breathing for me.

I scarf down my food as fast as I can. I check my watch. I still have some time before the next class period. I shove bread into my mouth, hoping to finish lunch with enough time to go to the Wavering Wood. Both Nico and Fiona poke fun at me for spending so much time in there. I tell them I’m making friends with the Watford goats.

Nicodemus laughed the first time I said that. “Of course you’d have more goat friends than human friends.”

Which isn’t untrue. The goats are great, and I’ve got at least four of them as friends, which is double my two human friends. (Well if I count my roommate, Brandy, then I’ve got 3 human friends, but that’s still one less than goat friends). One of the goats even showed me his wings last week. But when I tried to touch them he got spooked and flew away.

My main reason for traipsing to the Wood every day is really the dryad Osmunda. We met at the end of last year and I’ve been visiting her almost every day since the start of this year. It was a tad embarrassing running into her the first time; I was sat on the ground, eyes all puffy and nose snotty from crying, and she stepped out looking gorgeous with her dark, tree-bark like skin, wearing a puffy black dress and knee-high socks.

She asked what I was doing, almost like she’d never seen someone cry before. I told her I was sad because of some stupid insults classmates had thrown at me. Osmunda said I was too pretty to take insults from stupid humans. It made me laugh, and blush.  

I gulp down the last of my soup, and grab my staff.

“What we’re not good enough for you anymore?” Nico yells after me and Fi waves goodbye while shouting, “Tell the goats I say hi!”

I quickly wave as I’m jogging towards the Wavering Wood.

I’m especially excited to see Osmunda today because I’ve got a gift I think she’ll like.

When we first started spending time together I picked some flowers for her but she hated that. “Why would I want evidence of you tearing apart the forest?” she huffed at me. I felt bad for not realizing a forest spirit wouldn’t like me killing things in the forest, it’s fairly obvious if you think about it. I thought that was it for us, so I stopped coming by. But when I followed one of the goat kids into the Wood a week or so later Osmunda found me and said she missed me. Then we both apologized and I agreed to come back more than once a week.

I pick up my pace, and feel in my school back to make sure the ethically sourced cherry-blossom honey I got is still there. I don’t think dryads eat like humans do, but a few weeks ago I stayed out too late and spent the night in the woods with Osumunda. We stayed up late sharing secrets. She admitted that sometimes she wishes she could visit other forests, and meet other trees, but she can’t leave her home. I don’t quite understand the magic of dryads, but I think she’s tied to this place.  

So I figured she might like honey, it’s made with something from other trees without harming any trees or plants.

When I step past the first few trees Osmunda rushes towards me. She’s about the same height as me, and much slimmer, but the force of her hug nearly knocks me over. I hug her back as tight as I can. She smells like moss, and her fern green hair tickles my nose.

“Ebb!” she exclaims, pulling back, “How are you?”

“I brought you something,” I say putting my staff down and reaching into my bag.

Osmunda’s eyes light up. I hand her the jar of honey and she holds it gently in her lace-glove covered hands. She eyes the honey quizzically, then looks to me for answers.

Once explain why I got it for her, her face breaks out into the biggest smile. I smile back at her, I love to see her happy. I want to bring her a million jars of honey if she’ll smile at me like that again.

Then she thanks me and plants a kiss to my cheek. Her lips are rough like tree bark but I don’t mind.  I blush furiously because of the kiss. I hate how blotchy and red my face gets when I blush, but Osmunda said it looks like flowers blooming once, which made me blush even more.

“You’re the best ever, my little acorn,” she says affectionately, while tucking a piece of my short hair behind my ear. The nickname makes me feel fuzzy inside.

We talk a little bit about what I learned in class, and the worseger mother who just gave birth to 3 cubs in the wood. I want to stay longer, but a glance at my watch tells me I only have five minutes before fourth period starts.

I say goodbye to Osmunda, and promise to be back after dinner. On my rushed walk away from the forest I tell myself the next time I see Osmunda I’ll be brave enough to ask if dryads can have romantic feelings like humans do. I know I won’t though.  

[nonbaznary]

✨ Fiona and Ebb are in love ✨

<3

(click for quality!!) (also this is supposed to be PNG did tumblr ruin it?)

they were kids in love and rainb0w ruined it no one can convince me otherwise!!

"i definitely got carried away" bonus under the cut >:))

SO LIKE im obsessed with an ebbiona vampire au ...... because SEXY VAMPIRE LADIES !!!!! vampire lesbian wives !!!!!! yeah (click for quality blabla) what is art style consistency

rainbow was such a coward . ladies join nicodemus !! why would you make fiona hunt vampires when she could be a wine aunt vampire.... so unrefined . so unsophisticated . (unless its an angsty AU, not part of the canon trilogy) (then count me in!) (and TURN HER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIC)

[ihavea-natural-curiosity]

W.I.P Wednesday

i’m writing a lil fic, a modern watford au where simon is raised by Lucy and Ebb, while Baz is raised by Fiona, on the funds of his father.

Baz

He really is beautiful. I would never admit it aloud, not even to Fiona(though i had, once, on accident) (i was having a panic attack, you can’t blame me), but he is, especially in the morning. Golden light dancing on his cheeks, of which one is squished against his pillow, fighting with his bones for space on his face. his arm is thrown over the edge of his bed, his hand within reach of mine. I fight the urge to just grab it

We’d gotten over whatever ridiculous 11 year old spat we’d been in years ago, i wouldn’t call us friends, but i wouldn’t call us acquaintances either. I’m not sure what we are if i’m being honest.

and then i’m writing a watford era one-shot with goth!baz !!with a cane!!

Baz

Simon Snow just asked me if i was gay.

I mean, of course i am. You would be too if you could see his stupid, boring blue eyes. I’m honestly lucky i hadn’t drank enough to blush. I’ve been pretending to write for at least half an hour, just running the conversation back through my head. I mean, the guy i’ve been in love with since i was 12 just asked me about my sexuality, i hate to admit it but i’m a bit flustered.

this has no editing whatsoever so enjoy my raw idiocy on paper

[carryonthroughtheages]

Hello everyone!

Another year of Carry On Through The Ages is over and done! We have emotions and exhaustion, but we're so happy that this year had the hype and excitement that it did.

Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts, to all of the AMAZING creators who spent the last several months working away at their historical content!

Thank you also to the hard-working mods: @bazzybelle, @giishu, @palimpsessed, and @xivz . This fest would not have been as successful as it has been without you!

We encourage everyone to look under the page break for all the fics and art. They're all fantastic!

Here is the link to the AO3 Collection: Carry On Through The Ages 2021!

Thank you all, and until next year! 🧡🧡🧡

MONDAY:

1) sun on the sea (T) - @trenchcoat-moth : AO3 // Tumblr

Tensions run high in England, and Malcolm decides it's for the best he sends Baz to live with Fiona, where he'll be safer.

That is, until Baz's ship is attacked.

2) The Words I Long To Say (M) - @bazzybelle : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon Snow was dead.

Baz Pitch was sure of it. Simon had gone away seven years ago to fight a war in the jungle and he hadn't come home.

So, when Simon shows up in Baz's club, investigating a string of brutal murders, all Baz wants to do is hold him close and never let him go.

But these aren't the same boys from 1960 and Baz has a lot of processing to do before he's ready to believe in Simon again.

3) we are slaves to gods, whatever gods are (M) - @wellbelesbian : AO3 // Tumblr

I don’t fully understand what plagues him, but I know it’s bad, and I know it goes deeper than guilt. He didn’t want to kill his father, not really, but we were instructed to do so by Apollo. Cleanse the house of its sins, dispose of a murderer to set things right. It was only right that I join him; he was avenging my mother as much as his. Clearly, Apollo didn’t seem to consider that such an act would make Simon a murderer in his father’s place. It seems I got off fine, but as far as Simon is concerned, the vengeful spirits that once spun and danced on the roof of the palace now hunt him down, determined not to stop until he rids the world of himself.

4) World War II Era Art - @stardustasincocaine : Tumblr

TUESDAY:

1) the art of loving you (E) - @one-more-offbeat-anthem : AO3 // Tumblr

1955. London. Young love.

Forbidden love.

A year ago, starving artist Simon Snow met Baz Pitch, son of a wealthy art patron, at a party, and their days (and nights) together have been a wonderful secret.

But Simon is tired of being a secret and knows it's time for things to end.

(Baz has other ideas.)

2) Reliquary of an Arsonist (T) - @tea-brigade : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon Snow grew up a ward of Watford Abbey, but when his magic manifested in an explosive accident as a child, he became the Abbey’s anchorite—never to leave Watford’s walls, for his own protection. That is, until Abbot David sends him on an important errand…

Basilton Pitch paints portraits for his patron, Lord Grimm. But he’s never forgotten the magic he learned from his mother—nor the men who condemned her to death as a heretic. When Simon arrives and offers Baz a commission from Watford Abbey, he sees his chance to avenge his mother once and for all...and he’s willing to burn down everything in his path to that end.

But it was no coincidence that pulled these two unlikely souls together. Something more sinister is underway at Watford Abbey, and only Simon and Baz can uncover the truth before everything goes up in flames.

3) Westward Son (E) - @aristocratic-otter : AO3 // Tumblr

Simon and Baz have found each other again, but there's nowhere in Brooklyn or Virginia where they can safely be together. So now, they venture the hazards and struggles of the Oregon trail, to perhaps find a little homestead in Oregon of their own.

4) A Way Out (T) - @lying-on-the-sofa : AO3

I frown at him..“You don’t know me.”

He offers his hand. “Simon.”

Simon. I feel the name around in my mind and assign it to his face. Simon. I don’t shake his hand. They’ve still got my arms pinned. “Basilton.”

Simon nods at me. “Now we know each other. Let him go.” Very casually, he takes his other hand from behind his back. A sword, flashing. He leans on it and smiles invitingly. “Let him go.”

This time, they listen.

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Simon Snow has been trained for years to become a tribute—one of the fighters Athens sends every ninth year into the Minotaur’s labyrinth. He wants to know the way out, if only for Penny’s sake. Luckily for him, Prince Basilton of Crete also wants a way out—off the island, where no one will know he’s the half-brother of the Minotaur.

Unluckily for both of them, they don’t exactly form the most agreeable pair.

WEDNESDAY

1) long is the road the leads me home (G) - @wellbelesbian : AO3 (Version 1) (Version 2) // Tumblr

Baz has a rather unremarkable life, and he's fine with that. Running his late mother's beloved inn with his temperamental aunt, estranged from his father and step-siblings, he's successfully convinced himself that he's better off without attachments.

Then Simon barrels into his life, guns blazing and rapier drawn, and Baz is swept up in dramatic plot he never bargained for.

Worse still, he finds he quite likes the thrill.

2) New Romantics (T) - @ninemagicks : AO3 // Tumblr

Basilton Pitch, twenty-two years old and a famed poet of the Romantic era, has fled to the countryside. In Mummers House, the fabled haunt of literary greats, he sulks himself into oblivion and awaits a sad, disappointing end to his brief years of brilliance. The cause of his downfall? None other than Simon Snow, the so-called “bad boy of English poetry”, breaker of rules and eternal thorn in his side. Baz hopes that Mummers House might mean an escape from London, from Snow and his increasingly virulent popularity... but the rain that comes has other ideas.

3) thnétos (T) - @snowybank : AO3 // Tumblr

thnétos: subject to death, mortal

a retelling of Apollo and Hyacinthus

4) A Medieval AU art piece - @thewriterxj : Tumblr

THURSDAY

1) From Eden (E) - @orange-peony : AO3 // Tumblr

I wonder if his skin is warm or cold to the touch. I tell myself it’s simple curiosity, that I’m an artist and capturing things on paper or canvas is my way to make sense of the world. That drawing him feels so natural, so I should just follow my instincts. Ebb used to say it all the time. Follow your heart. It knows where you’re supposed to go.

I wish I could. I wish I had enough money and freedom to just draw what I want. To paint him in his unattainable beauty. To draw him the way I want to. Naked and vulnerable, raw. Without frills and expensive suits.

Just Baz on paper, my fingers tracing his delicate and beautiful lines with simple charcoal.

2) Slings and Eros (M) - @palimpsessed : AO3 // Tumblr

Young god of love Simonides is tasked by his father, the god of war, to bring about the ruin of a mortal prince to punish his blasphemy. However, once Simonides sees his intended victim, he begins to have misgivings. Prince Tyrannus might have offended the gods with his very existence, but all Simonides can see is how beautiful and lonely he is.

Or, a very loose interpretation of the Eros and Psyche myth.

3) I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire (M) - @knitbelove : AO3 // Tumblr

September 1940: Going back to Watford feels different this year, and not just because England is at the brink of war with Germany and Italy. Penelope seems unsettled by everything, and Agatha is distant, and Baz is … simply not here.

What if Carry On but during the Blitz?? Yeah.

4) A Fool's Oath (M) - @thewriterxj : AO3 // Tumblr

A simple soldier is invited to join the ranks of the royal guard. He and his appointed mage arrive at the royal city to find themselves at the mercy of an unmerciful court. As he struggles to find his place in this foreign environment, he also finds himself entranced by music that only he seems to hear that floats out about the city. He makes an oath to wed whoever makes such beautiful music.

Too bad that person is the crown prince.

FRIDAY

1) Stranger Tides (T) - @tea-brigade & @xivz : AO3 // Tumblr

“If some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep, even so I will endure…” Captain Simon Snow of the Chosen One is many things—cunning, handsome, ruthless. Greedy. It’s no surprise that Snow finds a way to piss off the God of the Sea, he always manages to get himself into some type of trouble. This time, however, he’s not the only one who will suffer the consequences. Poseidon promises to not stop his pursuit until Snow and all of his men are dead.

Enter Basilton Pitch—rich, beautiful, mysterious. Suspicious. He offers the crew of the Chosen One a hefty sum to take him back to Europe from the Caribbean. And who is Captain Snow to refuse so much coin? After all, Greek gods aren’t real.

Right?

2) The wayward heir [comic] (M) - @letraspal : AO3 // Tumblr

Like a folk song, our love will be passed on. Simon Snow wants to be an artist. He used to live in Fiesole where he worked in the wool shop of his good friend Ebeneza Petty. He has now chosen to return to his native Florence in order to participate in an art contest hosted by the Pitch family, the most important bankers in all the three continents and Simon’s last chance for an art patronage. No matter how much he hates them.

But being back in Florence also brings back the memories Simon wanted to leave behind : his days as an orphan, the mystery about his mother, and once more being under the inquisitive eyes of his godfather, the new archbishop Davy. The archbishop is very same man who would never forgive him for dropping out the priesthood and ruining his secret plans against the Pitches.

The last thing Simon needed was an unbearably handsome jerk getting him into trouble on his very first day in Florence. How can focus when this man is the most annoying person he has ever met and yet his major source of inspiration.

3) Prohibition Blues (T) - @heyyyandrea : AO3

Simon Snow is a baker and aspiring playwright in Prohibition Era New York City. When he meets a handsome man at Shepherd's speakeasy who is interested in his work, he can't help but think it feels too good to be true.

4) Earth Below & Sky Above (M) - @phoxphyre : AO3 // Tumblr

In the depth of the palace of King Minos of Crete lurks a creature known as the Minotaur.

Baz, prince of Athens and chosen of the god Poseidon, has heard the stories. And now he’s volunteered to come to Crete as one of the annual tributes—to dance with the king’s bulls and fulfill his destiny. He just wants to survive the bulls, protect his people, and go home.

But what if the Minotaur isn’t a monster—but just a boy? And what if instead of slaying him, Baz fell in love with him?

A Carry On retelling of the myth of Theseus and the Minotaur, set in Bronze Age Crete.

5) A 1980s AU Art piece by @stardustasincocaine : Tumblr // Instagram (Slightly NSFW)

[wellbelesbian]

i realised that in my most recent Ebbiona fic i’m pretty much picturing teenage Ebb as looking like Claire from Derry Girls, so i present this low effort watford-era Ebbiona meme

[headless-angel-writes]

Firework

Resumen: Agatha no siempre se siente parte del mundo de los hechiceros, pero esta noche no es así. Agatha/Niamh. Estos personajes pertenecen a Rainbow Rowell

Palabras: 687

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@carryon-countdown​ 

Ao3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/35419633

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1160429752-carry-on-one-shots-firework

Fanfiction:  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13997601/1/Firework

Agatha

Si hay algo que siempre amé de Watford, es el picnic de bienvenida que se celebra cada año, un día antes de que inicie oficialmente el curso.

Es cierto que nací dentro del mundo de los hechiceros, pero no siempre me siento cómoda dentro de él. Me sentí así durante todos los años que estudié aquí. En este día era diferente, pues el ambiente era tan cálido que era difícil no sentirme como parte de algo.

Ya no soy una alumna. Pero al vivir aquí en Watford, como cuidadora de cabras,tengo tanto derecho de asistir como cualquier otro de los que trabajan aquí.

Ebb venía algunas veces, la llegué a ver en un par de ocasiones. Aunque ella era diferente a mi en ese aspecto, realmente no le gustaba convivir demasiado con otros magos. (Salvo Simon, claro.) (Es difícil librarse de Simon Snow; aunque ya no me molesta como solía hacerlo.) Es irónico como las últimas palabras de Ebb para mi fueron “Corre por tu vida” y, aún así, terminé viviendo como ella. A veces quisiera haber sido más amable con ella.

No viene al evento sola. Niamh, que viene a revisar a las cabras y a visitarme, está conmigo. Ella y yo… no sé que somos. Pasamos bastante tiempo juntas y nos besamos y actuamos como una pareja, aunque no hemos hablado al respecto. ¿Nos podemos considerar novias? Ni siquiera estoy segura de poder considerarme lesbiana.

Cómo sea, ahora el punto es que estamos sentadas en una manta, tomadas de la mano y observando la ceremonia con el Crisol. La directora Bunce lanzó un hechizo para que se puedan ver fuegos artificiales en el cielo, pero no tienen sonido. Es un lindo espectáculo

El otoño está iniciando y yo decidí usar uno de mis vestidos de verano. Mala idea. Suelto la mano de Niamh y me rodeo a mi misma con ambos brazos.

—¿Estás bien?—dice ella.

Me derrite un poco por dentro como siempre nota cualquier cambio que tengo.

—Si, es solo que está refrescando, y olvidé traer un chal.

Ella está usando un overol de mezclilla y un suéter verde debajo, lo que hace que su cabello resalte bastante. También está usando una chamarra de piel. Se ve guapa.

En un movimiento rápido, se quita dicha prenda. Estira un brazo y la pone a mi alcance. Creo que sus mejillas están un poco rosas.

—Ten, usa mi chaqueta. No quisiera que te enfermes.

En el tiempo que llevo de conocerla, me he dado cuenta de que los actos de servicio son su manera de demostrar que alguien le importa. Siempre está tratando de ayudarme de una u otra manera. Es bueno.

—Gracias Niamh.

Su ropa me queda bastante grande, pero es cómoda. Y tiene su olor impregnado. Me siento protegida por ella. Recargo mi cabeza en su hombro y ella a su vez me abraza con suavidad.

Niamh se inclina y me besa la frente. la gente a nuestro alrededor canta y baila, y los fuegos artificiales siguen iluminando todo. Esta ceremonia siempre me gustó, pero es la primera vez que en realidad me siento parte de ella. Mis ojos se cierran, fácilmente podría quedarme dormida aquí.

—Los de Octavo están bebiendo.—dice Niamh de pronto.

Abro los ojos y miro a dónde ella está apuntando. Es cierto, hay un grupo de estudiantes que beben directamente de una botella de lo que parece ser vodka. Sin embargo…

—No te preocupes por ellos, no es nuestra responsabilidad. Y la resaca que van a tener mañana será suficiente castigo.

Ella se ríe, es un sonido hermoso.

Empujo con suavidad su hombro hasta dejarla recostada de espaldas en la manta. Yo la sigo y me acomodo de lado, para poder verla. Mi mano encuentra la suya y nuestros dedos se entrelazan.

—Eres hermosa Agatha.

De alguna manera, suena como si eso la frustrase. Cómo: "Oh, eres demasiado hermosa y no se que hacer al respecto" Siempre he sabido que soy bella, pero hay algo en la manera en que lo dice que me estruja el corazón.

Me inclino a besarla. Estoy en donde pertenezco.

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¡Hola!

Desde que salió AWTWB había querido escribir sobre estas dos <3 y ya que el prompt de hoy era “ships secundarias” decidí aprovechar

Mi headcanon sobre Agatha siempre fue que ella era Asexual y probablemente Arromantica, pero que sea Lesbiana no me molesta para nada <3 En sí, me encantó su historia.

Muchas gracias por leer~

Ciao!

[palimpsessed]

✨❄️✨Carry On Countdown 2020✨❄️✨

Day 6: WLW

(part 2)

This is a little portrait I did of Watford-era Ebb to go along with chapter 6 of To the Manor Borne.

@carryon-countdown

[im-gettingby]

WIP Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @palimpsessed! ❤️

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title/# that most intrigues you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

COBB 2021

Spring COX 2021

Vegas blood drinking

Arranged marriage

MUTB 2021

I think something’s wrong with Penny.

The Querulous Quill

Planetarium fic

Unhoneymooners au

And from my outlines doc where I put in random ideas that I don’t feel committed enough to to give their own doc to — these are the headers in my document outline:

Au where Simon tries to kill Baz

Time flies!

Simon is a tailor AU

Baz gets moved from the room.

Simon is the vessel. Baz is the spout.

Watford era potions assignment

Vampire rights

Negotiating a truce between coven/old families

Fiona, Nico and Ebb go on holiday and bring Simon and Baz.

I have more but blessedly they are not named so uh. I’m not going to include them 😂

Tagging 18(!) people: @arca9 @aristocratic-otter @banjjakbanjjak @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @eelwinks @fight-surrender @foolofabookwyrm @fox-pitch @irisonthecliffside @jyoti96 @knitbelove @laeve-leve @xivz @wolfywordweaver @wetheformidables @waywardfangirl @vampire-named-gampire @twokisses

[mageicalwishes]

Day 1, Found Family - New Traditions

The Gang start a new Festive tradition filled with love, laughter, music, food & fun.

Day 2, Distance - Say I Love You When You’re Not Listening

Baz reflects on the events of Wayward Son, and the hopelessness he feels. "A trip to try and save him - To save us. A last ditch effort to put some of the sunshine back in to his soul. Rammed together in economy, the press of his knee firm against mine, but his mind miles away. His eyes ever averted. Touching yet so far apart. I just wish I knew where I went wrong."

Day 3, Retellings - Changing History

The Mage's publicized documents reveal a myriad of painful truths about the loss of Natasha Grimm-Pitch and the origins of Simon Snow.

Day 4, Side Characters - Thawing Of A Heart

Malcolm & Daphne. “I’d always known that I would remarry eventually. It was my duty for the good of the family. Basil needed a mother. And I needed … someone. It was a simple, logical decision - To find a woman of good breeding, and give her the Grimm name. To carry on. But, through all my planning and preparation, I had never anticipated that I would fall in love. Never anticipated her."

Day 5, Sleepless - Tonight He Is Mine

"I can’t sleep. I can never sleep these days, not how I want to anyway - It's always either that I’m knocked out for 15 hours, waking up disoriented and heavy, or that I can barely catch a moment's rest. But today is different. My body is tired, and my mind is too. If I let myself, I’d be gone. But I won’t. I can’t. Tonight is my last night with Baz, and I don’t want to miss a minute of it."

Day 6, WLW - To Her, I Taste Of Nothing At All

Fiona & Ebb. "But then, before I even knew what was happening, she was kissing me back. And Crowley, I swear I melted. She tasted of cigarette smoke and spiced rum - Like fire personified."

Day 7, Animal(s) - Family Dog

My interpretation of ‘I was a 15-year-old closet case whose parents pretended they didn’t notice when the family dog disappeared’. “A shallow grave. So much less than she deserves. But … I can’t breathe. I can’t even think. I’m running on autopilot and adrenaline alone. Everything is just - I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how I got here. I'm losing control. I can't - I can't even look at her. She's still wrapped in my sheets. I can see her bleeding. I still want it. I still want more."

Day 8, Rain - From Across The Courtyard

"When I first met him, it was hammering it down. I was rushing to the main door in a desperate attempt to rescue my suede shoes, umbrella snagging against the wind, when I heard it - An impolite 'Oi! Are you new?'"

Day 9, Kids/Childhood - At The Top Of A Tower

Simon reflects on the few happy memories he made with Baz at Watford.

Day 10, Crossover - I’ll Give You The Stars

A loose crossover between Carry On and parts of I'll Give You The Sun. “He’s haloed under the streetlights, and I’m trying not to stare. But, it’s hard. His face is celestial - The sunshine of his soul peeking through his features. I want to say more, just so that he doesn’t leave. Our houses are right there but, I feel so ... multicoloured."

Day 11, Fluff - Keeping Warm

Simon & Baz spend a tentative first night together after the events of the forest fire. “He’s sighing against me, and sliding a hand up towards to my neck to hold me closer against him, and - Fuck. He’s freezing. I jolt backwards without meaning to. Staring down at him in awe - His pupils blown wide, and a faint (But definitely present) blush spread across his cheeks."

Day 12, Wings - The Guests Can Wait

"Weddings are even more exhausting than I had imagined. What with the panicked last minute search for Simon’s vows (Which ended up being in the mini-fridge of all places), and having to parade ourselves around all of our well-wishing friends and family. All I want to do was get him alone. To tell him, without the presence of a hundred witnesses, how much he means to me - How much the fact that we’re here, together, after everything, means to me."

Day 13, Below the Surface - Below The Surface

"Las Vegas is a sham of a city. Outside it’s all bright lights and glitzy shows - Normal magicians and celebrity chefs. But, beneath its shiny exterior, it’s nothing more than a grim desert, filled with counterfeit culture, and people burning through money they don’t really have. The Katherine is no exception."

Day 14, Constellation(s) - Mirror, Mirror

Simon struggles with his body image Post-Carry On. “Sometimes I just … get so mad at them (At myself, really). I wish that they’d just grow up and tell me like it is. Tell me how much I’ve disappointed them. Tell me that they no longer want me."

Day 15, Hurt/Comfort - First Aid

Simon cares for Baz's Buckshot wounds. Less angsty re-write of the scene in Wayward Son. “I glare at him - At his blackened under eyes, and matted hair. The slight hunch of his back. It does hurt. I know it does. Liar. I move my face closer to his, and breathe in his air. I want to hug him. To kiss him. To cheer him up, somehow. Make him better. But I can’t. I don’t know how. So, instead I step away. My hands dropping limply, to my sides."

Day 16, Meme/Crack - Baby, You Can Pick Me Up Any Day

Oovoo Javer? Oovoo Javer. AKA: Baz is Simon's slightly dickhead-ish Uber driver. “I kept trying to talk to him - Asking about his night, and whether he always listens to Classical music, or if it was just for show - but he ignored me. Staring unamusedly at me in the mirror, eyebrow raised and lips tilted downwards. He got 2 stars for that trip."

Day 17, Blanket Fort - Torch The Night-Filled Fort

Baz surprises Simon with a living room blanket fort transformation. “I turn to him, beaming. ‘Baz, what? What is this?’ He hums against me. ‘Blanket fort. You’re terribly inobservant, Snow.’ ‘Yeah, but … I mean, why?’ ‘Well, it’s been a year now since we left for America, and we’ve come a long way since then. Thought it was worth celebrating,’ he confesses, smiling shyly down at the floor.”

Day 18, Side Ships - You Got A Boyfriend?

Shepard & Penny. Shepard asks Penny a very important question (Well, in his mind, anyway).

Day 19, Misunderstanding - Wrong Bottle, Moron

Simon makes a VERY stupid mistake while showering. Cue, Baz coming to his rescue.

Day 20, Technology - Screenless

Baz and Simon have been chatting online for a year. It's finally time to meet IRL and take their relationship into HD reality.

Day 21, Warmth - Out In The Cold

Fangirl era. Simon and Baz get stuck in a snowstorm, and have to find a way to stay warm.

Day 22, Unlikely Friends - You’re My Bro

Shepard comes over to hang out with his bro ... Baz?

Day 23, Cooking/Baking - What’s Cookin’ Good Lookin’?

Simon is making dinner. Baz is soft.

Day 24, Song - He Made It Easy, Darlin’

Simon & Baz struggle with trying to take the next step in their relationship. Inspired by Easy by Troye Sivan

Day 25, Parallel Universe - Parallelt Univers

Simon and Baz spend the day recovering in bed, after their first kiss. Inspired by the 'Parallel Universes' talk from Skam.

Day 26, Break - I Think We Should Break Up

Simon is trying to do what's right for Baz. Baz disagrees.

Day 27, Snowstorm - Searching In The Snow

Simon has lost his cat. So the only obvious choice is to hammer on his neighbour's door at 2AM ... And Baz is not impressed.

Day 28, Party - Festivities, Food, and Family. Chapter 1

"I’m over the bloody moon. After everything that happened after we left Watford, I wasn’t sure that I’d ever get to see this Snow - a truly joyful Snow - again. And it broke my heart. Yet, here we are, spending our fifth anniversary together, surrounded by friends and family in our own little London flat."

Day 29, Secret Santa/Gift Giving - Festivities, Food, and Family. Chapter 2

Day 30, Any Way the Wind Blows - Worst Road Trip ... Ever!

Shepard is NOT enjoying his trip back to England with the Gang. "I feel like a kid again, sat in the back of my mothers pick-up, hyped up on sugar, but belted down to the seat. Unable to run. Constantly being shushed."

Also huge thanks and praise goes to everyone involved in running the @carryon-countdown Countdown this year!!! I really enjoyed taking part :)

[scone-lover]

Thirsty Thursday

It’s Thursday and once again I am so thirsty. 💦 I’m on a fic bender. I don’t know. Thank you for the tags @caitybuglove23​ @carryonsimoncarryonbaz​ @aristocratic-otter​ @twokisses​ @palimpsessed​ ❤️ 

Here are some the fics I read this week, and once again I can’t decide on three. 😂 

Fuck the Wavering Wood by @captain-aralias​: The Humdrum never sends the same thing twice. This time, he sends sex pollen. so so so sooooo sexy. excellent premise. did I mention sexy? one million out of ten.

perfect strangers by @fauxghost​: I think this is one of the most delightful fics I’ve ever read. It’s a text fic and it’s laugh-out-loud hilarious -- I enjoyed every second of it. it is wonderful and flirty and clever and absolutely worth a read.

Don’t Run and Hide by @captain-aralias​ (remix of If I Fell in Love With You by @bazzybelle​, which is wonderful): this fic gave me so many feelings. angst and emotions and communication and magic, all of it weaving together in the best possible ways. 

Merlin, May I? by @vkelleyart​: this has been recced to me so many times and I’m so happy I finally read it. amazing premise, the snowbaz watford-era dynamic is written so well, and it’s just a wonderful fic all around!

California English by @basic-banshee: I listened to the podfic narrated by @captain-aralias on a long drive over the weekend, and it was gorgeous. this is such a wonderful agatha fic - her voice is captured so well, and she’s living her very best california lesbian life. I’m so happy for her.

dandelion hands by @xivz: It starts with Baz screaming into the void on Discord, asking for a beta. The universe decides to spit out Simon. And somehow, somewhere along the line, they find themselves falling in love. I reread this fic and I could reread it a thousand more times because of how wonderfully meta it is. funny, sweet, indulgent fandom stuff at its best and I can’t get enough.

Pet by @sharkmartini​: Most vampires can agree that humans are good for two things. Baz is disgusted. Simon is intrigued. deliciously kinky vampire smut. so, so good.

in grace and love by @knitbelove​: snowbaz wedding told through 50 vignettes, 100 words each. gorgeous and poetic.

Chosen One by @onotherflights: asked a friend who shall remain anonymous for smut recommendations and they sent me two fics that just so happened to include sexy wing stuff. total coincidence, sure... 😂  

Party Line: BUT IT’S JUST US by @theflyingpeach​ @adamarks​: my obsession with text fics this week continued and led me to this (seriously, if you have text fic recs please send them over). it’s wonderful, so funny and so witty.

In the Wavering Wood by @warriorbeeofthesea​: Ebb x her dryad, it’s sweet and sad and pretty much tore me to bits but in all the right ways. 

It’s late here, but if I’ve mentioned you above consider yourself tagged! ❤️ 

[captain-aralias]

Immediate thoughts about Wayward Son after just finishing and not that much sleep

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I’m really hoping this spoiler cut works.

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RIP Micah :( 

So - the first thing I’m going to say is... I didn’t think we would lose Micah. Weirdly this is the thing that is probably the biggest negative for me about the book.

Just yesterday I was confidently saying that I didn’t think Rainbow would do anything that would muck up the way I saw canon and most that’s true. But I am vv sad about Micah, even though - as I read on - I thought: I get why this has happened. 

It’s so Penny has a story too, and it’s not just all about Simon. So in this book she not only loses Micah (which it turns out wasn’t that bad because I guess she didn’t like him enough), but she loses her certainty in herself - and has to get it back. And that’s a story. 

So yes - I get it. It’s because it’s a book, not a fanfic where Penny doesn’t have to be a character. But alas - I really liked the idea of Micah and Penny, even without knowing Micah at all. I was invested! 

On the other hand - now we don’t have to deal with the Penny moves to America forever to be with Micah trope, which never made sense to me because I always thought Penny would stay and Micah would move with her. Which I would guess may be the plan for Shepard. Interestingly he’s totes into magickal creatures, which makes him quite a bit like the Micah I wrote in the Mage’s Heir - but also, I am sad.

RIP Agatha in America

The other thing I think we lost was the idea of Agatha being happy in America.

Even though Agatha’s a main character, this means less to me than the Penny/Micah thing - although I am still sad about it. If ‘Carry On’ had a secrets meme, I would probably write ‘You guys don’t know what you’re missing - the Mage is OBVIOUSLY one of the most interesting characters in this canon’, but  after that my second secret would be: ‘I don’t dislike Agatha, but I don’t like her that much’. (Clearly neither of these things are secrets and I just wrote them into a post). 

When I read the preview of the 4 chapters on Kobo, the thing I was most disappointed by was finding out that Agatha and a cult were going to be important to the plot. I thought Agatha’s story was over, because she just didn’t want to be part of the story! (That the cult turned out to be a vampire cult turned it around for me a bit, but we’ll talk more about that later).

I still don’t really like Agatha’s story in ‘Wayward Son’. I don’t like that she has to come home, even though I don’t really like her. I liked our idea that she was happy. That said, I DO like the clear plot arc that she’s been given here which is that she rescues herself. And she rescues everyone. Not just a bit, like how Peter Pettigrew was redeemed a bit by holding back a bit (which was one of the most disappointing parts of Potter canon for me - can you tell?). She uses a power that frankly I don’t think most magicians have, and then set a lot of vampires on fire. That’s good! That’s a reason for Agatha to be in the book. She grew!

Simon/Baz 

I can see a few people being upset about this in some of the spoiler posts I’ve glanced at (I basically just came on here and started typing after trying and failing to find the Discord so I haven’t read anything in detail). I actually don’t get it. People are saying that Rainbow isnt supporting the gays... because Baz was sort of into another guy? Maybe? Because Simon and Baz didn’t kiss in that final scene? 

I actually literally do not get it, so maybe someone will tell me in response to this post! No gays were ruined in the making of this story; they were just sad. 

Again - it makes sense to me that they’re having relationship difficulties, given that Simon’s so tuned out. But never in either of their POVs do I get the impression that they aren’t still mad for each other. They both just have other stuff going on that they’re having to deal with. 

Personally I quite like Simon being really jealous about Baz and other guys. I can’t remember exactly if Baz thought it was super hot - but I did. I like possessiveness as a trope.

The kissing in the truck is lovely - and clearly the chapter 61 we were promised. Simon flying with Baz - Simon FLYING. I’m pretty sure none of us saw that one coming. 

I can’t remember whether it was ever said (even though I’ve read ‘Carry On’ loads), but it may have been implied that Simon’s wings don’t work in ‘Carry On’... but clearly they do. Or he got better. 

The future

There are lots of dangling threads from this book

Rainbow is a massive Star Wars person. This book is CLEARLY supposed to be ‘Empire’, it’s the dark one. The one where everything goes wrong, and relationships don’t quite work out. And the next book is set at Watford - hooray! That means we can have the political schenagins I was saddened I wasn’t going to get from a book about a roadtrip set in America. 

For me the other dangling threads that I’d pull on are: 

The Next Blood are trying to give people magic. So for the first time, I’m thinking... maybe Simon will get his magic back, whereas previously I thought: he’s going to have to deal with it being gone forever, and with the wings (which are clearly now shown to be a good thing. I always wanted him to keep them - but now I’m not sure whether he will ...)

Blue, the water demon, said that Simon gave the world back MORE magic than he took from it. Again - this feels like Simon gets his magic back in book 3. Or does something to bring magic back properly, or change it. 

Baz learned about being a vampire!! He learned that vampire bites don’t necessarily kill. I think we all know what this means. (I was really worried when Simon got shot that Baz was going to have to vamp him. Glad he didn’t. I don’t want vampire Simon and vampire Baz - one vampire is sexy, two is a problem). Baz also learned that he might well live forever. What will it mean for his future??? 

Penny/Shepard - I mean, either that or Rainbow’s going to blindside me with Penny/Agatha after all these years. I mean, she wrote it into ‘Fangirl’ as the thing Cath always read, but I was very much of Baz’s mindset - that bit where he says ‘hey, it’s your ex-boyfriend, and his boyfriend, and a girl you don’t like very much’. I thought  yes! That’s exactly how I see it. But now I’m thinking.... why has Penny been texting her so much? Maybe there IS something there... I’m convincing myself more and more with this post. Christ. Well, let’s see. 

Something about magic and secrecy maybe. There’s something in that... 

Let’s talk about mah fic (the Mage’s Heir) quickly

Since we’re talking about what I’d do with this. 

I didn’t think the book would be very similar to Mage’s Heir, because it was set in America and about a roadtrip - but it was more similar than I expected.

It’s about Simon feeling better through being useful and kicking the shit out of dark creatures (the final chapters where he accepts he’s not a superhero don’t feel right to me. I think he needs to re-evaluate that again). 

Penny feels out of step with what’s going on... Wayward Son is much more advanced, obviously. Mine is very soft as it’s only a sub-plot.

Baz finds out more about his vampire heritage, and learns that he can definitely bite Simon and that it will be sexy when it happens. (That’s my reading of it, anyway). 

There’s an alliance with various sets of magickal creatures. I thought there might actually be a vampire alliance, but the problem is that I guess Rainbow really does think they are legit evil. More to do on that one. (There’s a misprint where Nicky’s surname is given as Ebb - I’m guessing it will be corrected later. Either that or Baz just forgot what he was called, which I can believe.) I think this could be in the third book - it feels to me that that’s what Shepard is for, to tell us that magickal creatures are good actually. For me it’s the thing the Mage got most wrong (in terms of the vampires and the goblins), and the most right (in terms of letting in pixies and centaurs, etc).

I would argue... maybe... that it’s possible the Mage’s Heir might seem more satisfying than this book to readers. Difficult to say this without seeming up-myself, but I’m arguing it because I sort of feel that way about my favourite (that I didn’t write) post Watford fic, which is ALSO a roadtrip in America: There'll Be Peace When You Are Done. 

I don’t think that means either fic is better than ‘Wayward Son’. They’re fic. To some extent, even if you don’t expect what will happen in the plot, they give the reader what they expect. A strong focus on Simon and Baz and their relationship working out, relatively minimal other stuff that doesn’t support this as the major plot. 

Rainbow sort of talked about this recently on Twitter as well, about books that feel like fic being great. So it would have made sense for this book to read like a fic.. 

Interestingly, it really doesn’t.

I purposefully used the Mage’s Heir to close off all the loose ends I thought had been left by ‘Carry On’, and ‘They’ll Be Peace...’ closes off its own story about how Simon gets over his trauma and fixes his relationship. ‘Wayward Son’ doesn’t do that at all. It opens up a whole bunch of new shit for our heroes to deal with, and doesn’t close any of it off - because it’s Empire. 

Sidenote:

I was told we were going to find out the Mage’s name - I believed it! But we didn’t find it out at all. In a way, I like that. Because one of the things I was semi-worried about (even though I was like - there’s nothing to worry about!!!) was finding out more about Watford and the Mage, which would mean that more of the Watford-era fic we’ve got wouldn’t work as well anymore. And I guess I’m invested in the Simon parentage question. I know - you’re all shocked. 

I was surprised we didn’t find it out in this book - again, it makes sense given that we know there’s another book to come and it will be set back in the country where all this shit went down. 

The one thing we did find out about the Mage was that he hates America. 

Maverick and terrorists. No sense of community, no common goals. Half of them using their magic to wash the dishes, half of them living like debauched sultans. I blame the vernacular. Wholly unstable! Too much in flux! Their dialect is like a river stripped of its natural bends and shallows - their spells expire before they even master them. My heart is always with the rebels, Simon, in any struggle. But America is a failed experiment. A chaos country where mages have lost all sense of themselves. Where they live off the Normals like parasites-like dark creatures.

I’m not sure, having read this book, what that means for my idea of the ways he’s right and wrong. When I read that bit I was like - man, this is about how he’s a hypocrite again, boo, like how he’s a sexist. But then I read the rest of the book and I’m thinking... maybe the Mage is right and America is legit terrible for magic. 

We only see it being bad  (even Micah was bad!! RIP Micah). It has its own Humdrum just because it’s BIG, and almost everyone wants to kill our heroes. Maybe it’s a helpful sign of what the UK might become unless it changes. (Metaphorical, ain’t it?)

Things I loved

- the ren fayre. I mean, I loved all of this scene. Even though I am still a bit anxious about Simon just hacking people’s heads off without working out whether they are really really REALLY evil (I’m still like - maybe Lamb just isn’t that bad REALLY? If you spoke to him more??? He’s just racist. IDK) I loved the fight, I loved Baz not being that good at sword fighting, and being very good at fake olde english. i didn’t actually get round to putting it into the meme, but one of my prompts would have been ‘simon/baz, swordfighting’ - so thank you Rainbow. You delivered.

- Baz teaching Simon to drive <3

- Baz having to pretend to be a super glam vampire in a den full of vampires. It didn’t quite play out exactly how I would have liked, but when I realised that was what I was going to happen, I almost clapped my hands in real life, I was so happy. I like that the plot was about vampires, even if the cult stuff still didn’t work for me even at the end. Cults are boring.

- Dragon lady. Dragon lady calling Simon ‘kitten’. (But I don’t want him to ACTUALLY turn into a dragon)

- All the boring mudane stuff at the beginning where they’re on a plane and Simon’s watching shit movies. 

- More info about how magic works, the dead spots (not even CAUSED by Simon’s magic. Maybe this is something we could use in terms of getting the magic back that the Humdrum stole. Martin Bunce should come and investigate). Baz is too British for America. (Poor Baz, he hated this holiday so much. It was terrible, I agree)

- I liked the vampire showdown at the end, as I said. Simon kicking people and flying, and there was a bit where Penny had no plan and Simon had the plan and I was like ‘OMG SIMON YOU HAD THE PLAN’. It was great. 

- Baz chose clothes for Simon. Baz wore nice clothes. 

- Baz drunk. Simon jealous. 

- I liked Sheperd, even though I was angry at him for not being Micah. (He could have been Micah!!) 

- Baz’s mother’s scarf and the fact that Simon saved it for him, because he knows it’s important. 

Things I didn’t like/conclusion (for now) - 

There’s not much I actively didn’t like, to be honest, except the Micah stuff, and the fact we had to deal with a cult. I guess I thought Simon and Baz would have fixed things up by the end, but once I hit the end and saw there would be a sequel I realised why that hadn’t happened. 

BUT I think it might have been a mis-step to not even hint at the sequel, even though it feels like a spoiler. Because I think where people feel disappointed, it’s not just that it’s not like a fanfic - is that it didn’t do any of the things we expected. Simon didn’t even get over his trauma - which is fine. It’s the second book of at least three (probably three), but none of us knew that when we were reading it, which probably made other people anxious as well.

In general, I think it’s a more difficult book to like than ‘Carry On’ - because it’s pretty depressing throughout. There’s not much joy in it, which makes it hard to get jazzed up about. I thought the chapters we got in the preview were going to be the most depressing ones and Simon would cheer up once he got to America. And he DID - but everything else went to shit, and the way Baz and Penny hated it made it not fun, even though it was interesting. 

Interesting in the right way, though? Don’t know. 

I’m not sure how much fic I’ll be able to get out of it.... I guess I’ll have to think about it.It doesn’t feel as world-changing important as ‘Carry On’  It’s so clearly half of a story, so harder to write more on from since it’s really not clear what will come next (my guesses aside). I guess that’s the other thing we lost - post-Watford cuddling and first-time fics. Because we know they haven’t had sex by ‘Wayward Son’ and we don’t - yet - know how they’re going to get their relationship back on track.

There aren’t so many open spaces as there were in ‘Carry On’ which gives you eight years of open spaces to play in, as well as all of the future. 

So yeah - I don’t know. I definitely didn’t dislike it. And I’m excited for the next book.

I’ll listen to the audio book, and read it again a few times, and hopefully talk to some people about it a bit more. And see what I think. 

[diningpageantry]

*kickflips in* god i wanna write a big fiona/ebb fic but i'm p sure very few people will want that but my gay ass needs more wlw fics in the fandom and i have a whole plot outline of a watford!era fiona/ebb fic that i never ended because i want fluff but im a sucker for canon flowings so i consider making it bittersweet

like yes a genderswap snowbaz fic would be alright, but there's an untapped goldmine of lesbians in fiona/ebb

[nonbaznary]

she's making me feel new things

Watford Era Fiona Pitch/Ebb Petty; Fiona Pitch & Nicodemus Petty. Fiona talks to Nicodemus about a suspicion that's been bugging her. (1K, T for language)

For @carry-on-sapphic-week day 2: first

"I don’t know what’d be so different about it this time, that I can barely even talk about it. I think about her being with anyone, and it makes me want to scream. And I think about her being with me, and it also makes me want to scream, but in a different way. Nicer."

now with art!

[nonbaznary]

masterlist - 🌸 Carry-on sapphic week & Transmages Prompt fest 🏳️‍⚧️

yup, its finally here! whew! wanted to get this done before i posted the official @trans-mages prompt fest masterlist. here we go then!

🌸 Day 1 • PROMPTS: coming out

mordelia coming out to baz meme sketch lol

posted on day 4; meme inspired by my nonbinary lesbian mordelia coming out fic 🏳️‍⚧️

🌸 Day 2 • PROMPTS: first / quiet

she's making me feel like this, 1K (T for language)

watford era ebbiona, feelings realization, Nicodemus & Fiona friendship (ao3 only)

+ bonus ebbiona art (also on ao3)

🌸 Day 3 • PROMPTS: pride / warmth

'fuck off homophobes' Fiona sketch

kerixie 'dressing up' art (also on ao3)

🌸 Day 5 • PROMPTS: watford / sentimental

paper airplanes, 2/2 chapters, 3.4K (Gen)

🏳️‍⚧️ watford era mitlucy, anonymous letters + secret admirer AU, trans best friends to lovers (ao3 only)

brobelove / brodylove watford goat art (also on ao3)

🌸 Day 6 • PROMPTS: gift / history (applied very loosely, i must say!)

the person of my dreams, 1/2 chapters, 1.4K (Gen)

Natasha x Daphne, wedding proposals, marriage magic, side ebbiona and Mitali x Lucy (ao3 only) (i'm working on ch2 i promise!! hah)

🏳️‍⚧️ bonus watford era t4t mitlucy art (also on ao3)

🌸 inspired by @carry-on-sapphic-week Day 5 • PROMPTS: watford / sentimental

🏳️‍⚧️ make it last forever, 705 words (Gen) + art

🌸 Day 7 • PROMPTS: home / comfort

Ebb x Lucy, warm and fuzzy feelings, baby dragon Simon Snow Salisbury playing with the winged watford goats because I CAN, domestic bliss, fuck the mage (ao3 only) prompt by @punkjuliandiaz / @aqueeriano

🏳️‍⚧️ bloody hell (genderqueer Nicodemus + t4t ebbiona)

content warning: mentions of dysphoria and menstruation (also on ao3)

i also have three WIPs that will be posted during transmagesweek since i couldn't get them all finished for the prompt fest! felt like including them here as a preview:

["TBA"] (aforementioned "mordelia coming out" fic)

🌸 inspired by @carry-on-sapphic-week Day 4 • PROMPTS: family / storm

teen nonbinary lesbian Mordelia navigating her first relationship (and its problems), exploring her gender identity, and having issues with coming out 🏳️‍⚧️

"i like your chest..."

Baz comforts Simon when he's feeling dysphoric about his chest.

they/them genderqueer Baz, he/him & zie/zir nonbinary transmasc Simon 🏳️‍⚧️

content warning: general mentions of dysphoria and b00biez

Fastidious and precise (wanna try?)

for @aroace-genderfluid-sheep's prompt <3

Baz and Simon take an evening off to treat themselves. Make-up shenanigans and confessions ensue.

they/them nonbinary Baz, he/him genderfluid Simon 🏳️‍⚧️