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indigostation · 1 month ago
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I'm miserable
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snowwbazziscanon · 2 years ago
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simon and baz in that one classroom scene - "im not the queen snow" iykyk
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maplebean2003 · 9 months ago
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albaetc · 11 months ago
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sometimes I remember a fictional character and think "oh, Simon Snow, I miss him!" like it's an old friend, bitch the book is right there
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kidovna · 6 months ago
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thinking about him again
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pacey-bunce-loves-joey · 5 months ago
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AU where Simon gets drastically more comfy exploring his trauma
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letraspal · 1 month ago
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Time, wonderful thing.
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stardustasincocaine · 5 months ago
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Day 1 of @carryon-countdown
Something old
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He’s up to something and the something is that the tea might have been decaf.
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indigostation · 1 month ago
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just fell to my knees can they please just kiss
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snowwbazziscanon · 2 years ago
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Them after chapter 61
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maplebean2003 · 9 months ago
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Homophobic peeps be like
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doll-pparts · 3 months ago
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bad boyfriends - a short angsty fic
need everyone to know that i have two stuffed animals named penny and baz. ok thank you. also!! emetophobia warning!! simon snow is literally me and its so funny. word count: 428
Simon was thrashing around in his sleep, tossing and turning, tearing at the blankets. He woke up gasping for air, clutching his chest.
Baz turned over and looked at his boyfriend confused. Simon was panting and sobbing. Baz reached for Simon, but he pulled away, cowering in the corner of their bed.
Baz sat up and looked at Simon, “Simon?” He said softly.
Simon stopped tearing at his hair long enough to look up at his boyfriend, tears were streaming down his face.
“Simon, it’s alright. I’m here.” Baz reached for Simon, who almost pulled back.
He let Baz take his hand, Baz clutched his hand tightly. He rubbed soft circles into his skin.
“I’m sorry, I’m fine.” Simon pulled his hands away and wiped his tears away, trying to steady his breath.
Baz crawled up beside Simon and pulled him close, letting Simon rest his head on his chest. “It’s clear that you’re not, love.”
Simon let silent sobs wreck his body, his wings wrapped around him and Baz. He hugged Baz tightly, choking on his own tears. “I’m so sorry, I’m a horrible boyfriend.”
Baz’s face dropped. He wondered what the dream was about to make him think that, he knows it’s not true. They both know it’s not true, Simon tries his best and that’s all that matters to Baz. “Shh, you know that’s not true.” Baz soothes, running his hands through Simon’s hair.
Simon’s sobs turned to gagged chokes, he wiggled himself out of Baz’s arms and ran to the bathroom. He clutched the toilet seat and threw up his dinner.
Baz followed him into the bathroom, sitting beside him and rubbing his back. “You’re not a horrible boyfriend, I promise you that.”
Simon slumped against Baz, letting him hold him on the bathroom floor. He’d stopped sobbing, now it was just soft sniffling.
“I love you Baz, I’m sorry I’m so awful. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Simon buries his face in Baz’s chest and drifts off to sleep.
Baz picks Simon up, propping his arms around his shoulders, and carries him off to bed. He crawls in beside him, and pulls Simon close.
The next morning was a rough morning. Simon’s voice was hoarse and cracked, like his vocal chords were protesting everything.
Baz tried to get Simon out of bed, but it was to no avail. Simon laid in bed and rotted his days away silently.
Baz slept beside him each night, but their bed felt empty. And he knew, deep down, there was nothing he could do.
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rosaart · 10 months ago
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Simon's beautiful in battle: He never stops. You never see him plan his next move. He doesn't plan, he just moves.”
Wayward son @rainbowrowell
(HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMON)
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traumatizedforthebit · 24 days ago
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Nobody gives Simon enough credit, he wasn’t wrong. Baz was plotting.
(Plotting how to get in Simon’s pants but plotting nonetheless)
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pacey-bunce-loves-joey · 11 months ago
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they are both disturbed - ask literally ANYONE
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jellyfishsempai · 6 months ago
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It has been a LONG WEEK, and it’s only Monday
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