get fucked loser!

they/them ❁ my name's freddie hi! ❁ when lesbians write yaoi on ao3 you know it's really really good if anyone needs it, here's my fic link for my Ryland Grace x Simon: https://archiveofourown.org/works/87094561/chapters/230636626 enjoy responsibly sluts <3

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

too many people are seeing me post about bloodymary so it's time for an intro post!

HI!!!!

my name is freddie!!! my pronouns are they/he, i'm trans and lesbian, i love writing and drawing and stuff, i am a wizard

fuck ice!! fuck ai!! fuck wizards!! free palestine!! protect the dolls!! love is ALWAYS the answer!!

my ask box is always open for any reason :)

i heavily self-promote my bloodymary fic Fall From Grace so y'know... i update 2k words every day at 11pm... check it out if you want... :)

have a LOVELY day!!!!!!!!!!

(DNI if you're a wizard)

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pspspsps ao3 authors (jingling keys in front of me)...... an AU where Grace is rescued by Eden space station and Simon is strangely enraptured by the new, bubbly scientist and his alien rock friend.... pspspspsps.....

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it's september 11, 2001. during a press conference, i lean into the president's ear. i whisper, my voice shaking: "simon would still be under the symptoms of psychosis after being rescued from the SM-13 and grace would have to ground him in reality after every hallucination. mr president, it's yaoi, sir."

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if y'all freaks would like a fanfic with this it's called Fall From Grace... i update every day.... just sayin........

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

it's september 11, 2001. during a press conference, i lean into the president's ear. i whisper, my voice shaking: "simon would still be under the symptoms of psychosis after being rescued from the SM-13 and grace would have to ground him in reality after every hallucination. mr president, it's yaoi, sir."

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

some fics really make me feel this deep in my heart man fanfics are so amazing. I love fanfics

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

the dichotomy of man

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(tapping the mic) (leaning in) Simon has a crisis about being gay for Ryland because he grew up in a cult and is only now free to explore his sexuality DO I GET AN AMEN

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so even while recovering from surgery, i not only finished today's chapter but wrote an EXTRA 1000 WORDS. and it's about Simon's religious trauma.

fic is called "Fall From Grace," by the way. so here's an itty bitty excerpt

from Chapter 7: Adam and Eve

(POV: SIMON)

The way my heart races, my skin flushes, my head is invaded by thoughts of him. Him. Goddamn Ryland Grace.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was something… else.

But he’s a man.

In Eden, the rules were clear, and I never seemed to question it. I wasn’t ever particularly excited to marry a woman—which is nothing against women, by the way. But the idea of having “feelings” for them has always been such a foreign concept. I’ve never looked at a girl and had, like, “butterflies” or anything? I don’t even know what that’s like.

The thing is, though, I get it in theory. When a guy’s palms get sweaty and his face goes red, those are tell-tale signs that he’s got feelings. My friends used to talk about it, back when girls were everything we cared about. (Well, they cared about it. I was never so enamored.)

And anyway, I always knew there was some other option, even if vaguely. It was just… slightly discouraged, so to speak.

Adam and Eve, right? That’s the way it’s supposed to be. The way I’m supposed to be.

But…

Oh, goddamit, what if I’m not?

So what if he’s a man—

“Simon? Can I get the one on your leg?”

I trip back into reality, gaze snapping to Grace. He’s staring expectantly up at me, not even a foot away, gauze and tape in hand.

“I… sorry, go for it. Sorry.”

He waves a hand dismissively, leaning down a little to get closer to the newest wound. “No worries. What were you thinking about?”

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just got my wisdom teeth out and i still have 1400 words left in tonight's chapter so 10 BILLION people are going to die but ONE will live to tell the tale and lemme tell y'all it's gonna be michelle obama

Update: I ended up writing 2000 words and posted only 30 minutes late

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just posted chapter 6! here's a little excerpt of Grace realizing he has feelings for Simon after Rocky gave him a long, "heartfelt" talk <3 link to fic here

i update at 11 pm every day, 2k words a chapter!!! enjoy freaks

Ch. 6: "bum bum bum"

I take my glasses off to drag a hand over my eyes. 

For a long time, I don’t answer. I don’t know why I can’t bring myself to deny it again. And, I mean, I’m not saying that Rocky’s right—of course he’s not. But if I’m being honest with myself, my face got hot when Simon smiled at me (although the greenhouse was already pretty warm). My pulse skipped a beat more than once since he got here (but that could be anything). I’ve been nervous, but that’s ‘cuz Simon nearly died. And of course I’ve been happier to talk to a non-Eridian. 

So out of the things Rocky mentioned, I can safely say that it’s not… feelings.

But it makes me wonder.

What about the things I’ve been noticing? His smile, his eyes, his hair. How his nose is crooked, probably broken from a violent memory. His exposed eyebrow has a small slash through the middle, long-healed but unexplained.

And, even worse, I wonder about how I’ve failed to focus on anything else since his arrival. He’s a big deal, sure, but I’m not even thinking of the important things! Like:

How will the Eridians synthesize more human first-aid and medicine for him? When will he let me organize some engineers to make a prosthetic arm? Should we make a living space for him other than my house? How did he get here? Will he stay? Does he want to?

When he infects my mind, it’s about all the stupid, small things. I want to know more about him, and I want him to know more about me. God, I just want to know him.

But like, in a bro way. Y’know?

Although, I don’t just like girls, so it wouldn’t be a surprise to like Simon.

Wouldn’t it?

Would it?

God, do I—

“Grace, time for lesson.”

Rocky’s twittering snaps me out of my own head. He’s already heading back to the cliffs, where I can see some of the Pebbles taking their seats.

I rise to my feet, trying to dust the rust-colored sand off my pants. It gets stuck at the hem of my cardigan, but it’s not like any Eridian can see it.

And as for the only person who can—

Why should I care?

Simon’s right; why would I care about how he feels? A blood-soaked stranger that I met only yesterday, cast into my universe by an eldritch being. Why would I give a crap about sand on my clothes or whether he’s out of pain medicine?

Finally, I think I have an answer:

Because I care about him.

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

(tapping the mic) (leaning in) Simon has a crisis about being gay for Ryland because he grew up in a cult and is only now free to explore his sexuality DO I GET AN AMEN

[thefallenangel2008]

Simon with sharp teeth from his mutations... Grace putting his thumb inside Simon's mouth and examining his teeth.... And sitting on his lap... Grace not realizing the intimacy of the moment while Simon is blushing like crazy bc Grace's thumb is in his mouth... That's all...

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

(tapping the mic) (leaning in) Simon has a crisis about being gay for Ryland because he grew up in a cult and is only now free to explore his sexuality DO I GET AN AMEN

[freddietheevillesbianwizard]

walk with me folks: Rocky trying to give Ryland relationship advice but his relationship with Adrian is perfect and the humans are an awkward mess? send post

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loosely based off of Ch. 7 of Fall From Grace, which is releasing @ 11pm tonight :)

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something that i've come across in my writing: grace curses like a middle school teacher and simon swears like a sailor

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" Ch. 4: he deserves to smile "

(a bloodymary fic) POV: Ryland Grace

I stop us before we go in the greenhouse door. “Alright. Rocky’s inside, so you can finally meet him. He looks like a bunch of rocks.”

Simon nods, frowning. “Alright.”

“No, like, genuinely. Whatever expectations you have of him, forget them—he’s also in a little glass suit, ‘cuz he wouldn’t otherwise be able to survive in this atmosphere.” I pull off the leather bag I’ve had slung around me and take out my laptop, which already has a microphone clipped on. “This is going to translate everything he says into English for you, because it gets really annoying to do it myself.”

Simon nods a final time, and although I seriously don’t think he understands how weird Rocky’s going to be, I open the greenhouse door for him and follow afterwards. 

The space is lined in rows with greenery, everything from vegetables to herbs to flowers, both commonly wild and surprisingly exotic. A few trees—bioengineered by Eridian scientists to grow quickly—span nearly to the roof, their branches and leaves twisting together to form a diverse canopy. Sunlight, muffled from the clouds and made colored by the prismatic glass, manages to shine through in dapples of gold and rainbow. Simon is bathed in it as he traverses the aisles. His gaze darts between every plantbed, his hand reaching out to brush against different leaves. Even when he reaches a stinging nettle, he recognizes it easily enough to pull away.

The way the hues are thrown across him is almost… divine. The life in his eye, the hope, changes him in a way I’ve never seen. He looks curious. It looks like, despite how little of Erid we’re able to explore, it’s a bigger world than he’s ever known. A haven he could never have imagined.

He turns around to look at me. The light catches his exposed eye in a way that makes the brown glow softly, like it's caught in long-lived amber and shadowed by gentle lashes. 

“Grace?”

His voice snaps me back to reality, and I realize I’ve been staring. I cough suddenly, feeling blood rush to my face. What the heck was that? 

“Um, just a little farther,” I finally respond, trying not to meet his eye. From the confused tilt of his head, he definitely noticed. Ugh. I think I’m finally going crazy.

^^^ from chapter 4 of my bloodymary fic, "fall from grace" !! i upload a chapter everyday (about 2k words), so check it out :) the POV alternates between grace and simon which is really cute

and let me know if i should keep start posting full chapters on here! thanks <3 <3

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walk with me folks: Rocky trying to give Ryland relationship advice but his relationship with Adrian is perfect and the humans are an awkward mess? send post

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