@caitybuglove23 your wish is my command. I gift you: Simon Snow, the Sconeburglar.
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@caitybuglove23 your wish is my command. I gift you: Simon Snow, the Sconeburglar.
Feel free to ignore! But uh... could I pls have adora, catra, fiona, a fistbump of shepard/simon, Baz but upside down, and a swiffer wetjet. Thank you!
Caity I love you and these suggestions 💛
Send me 1-6 Character and I will draw them in 6 minutes each
Prompt! #12 “Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”
I totally forgot to post this yesterday.... ^^: Whoops! Also, I feel like I should implement a new option that if you don’t want your sent prompt to be part of the ongoing series to be able to say so because I honestly feel so bad right now replying to your message with basically ‘here’s your prompt! You need 7 more chapters to understand what’s happening!’
You know, whoops. I feel like most people who send me prompts are probably aware that that’s happening but I will make sure to mention it next time regardless. Anyhoo, long rambling aside, thank you for sending! I hope you enjoy it! Chapter 8/12
Hey Kris! I hope you are well! For the meta asks- 1. Tell us about your current project(s) – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it? and 4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like).
1. Tell us about your current project(s) – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it?
The WIP I have that’s closest to being finished is at 8k of what will likely be 12k. It’s a ‘final battle’ fic, entirely from Baz’s POV, and I think it’s a take that I haven’t seen done yet... I started writing it nearly a year ago, so who knows if that’s still true, haha. I hope to finish it up pretty soon! Here’s a preview:
“You think you can just flash your charming, heroic smile and we’ll all follow your whims?” My protests would sound more convincing if I weren’t choking around the hope clawing up my throat. “I doubt it.” Snow cocks his head at me and gives me a small grin. “I’ve tried to smile at you plenty before, and it’s never worked.” “Hm.” His smile widens beautifully. “Unless it has?”
4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)
More than a paragraph, 🙈 But here’s a little moment from So This is Christmas, where they’re dancing. The truce they’re in means they’re not allowed to lie to each other, so instead they have a more playful rapport:
At some point, Snow speaks up: “Too bad you don’t have your violin.” “Why? Would you be suggesting I play a duet with the pianist?” Snow shrugs, ruining his form further. “Sure.” “He’s a professional, Snow.” “You’re plenty good.” I give him a coy smile. “Oh? When have you ever heard me play?” Snow averts his gaze sheepishly. “Ah. Um. Hm.” “Oh, that’s right,” I drawl. “You’re always skulking around outside the practice room.” Snow grunts in complaint—and then further, when I spin us. He manages not to step on me. “H-how would you know?” “I have my ways.” “Like what?” Snow cocks his head, eyeing me with markedly playful suspicion. “Can you hear me? Smell me?” “Are you suggesting I have heightened senses?” “Don’t answer a question with another question,” he says, unable to suppress his grin. I feel like my soul is on fire. “Then don’t ask so many questions.” Snow shakes his head with a sigh of amusement. “You’re very good at dancing around an issue.” I smile—I can’t help it. I should have known that dancing with Simon Snow would be like this: fighting in place, mutual surrender. “Isn’t that exactly what we’re doing? Dancing?” The look Snow gives me makes my undead heart flutter. He shifts, standing a little taller, a little closer. Damn the form—I press my hand more insistently at his back, encouraging whatever closeness he’s willing to give me. “Yeah,” he murmurs. “For some reason, we are.” I lower my voice to meet his, a thrill running through me at the sense of building intimacy. “You make it sound like you hate it.” Snow’s eyes flit about my face as if he’s studying me. “I don’t,” he says. “No lying.” His gaze locks to mine. “‘M not,” he mumbles, then draws his lip between his teeth.
I had a lot of fun playing with their phrasing through the fic, making sure they avoid lying! It was an enjoyable challenge.
I also like this little bit, after Simon has successfully stopped the Mage from raiding the Pitch home on Christmas:
By the time Baz and I go back inside, Mr. Grimm has cups of tea waiting for us. He gives me a firm clap on my shoulder, says “well done,” and then goes back to taking pictures of the littluns. They’re blissfully unawares of what happened—what could have happened. The girls are shrieking and rolling about in a mess of shredded wrapping paper and torn packaging. It’s a scene of destruction—the way a Christmas war zone ought to be.
Thank you so much for asking, my sweet!! 🥺🖤
Fun meta asks for writers
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send me a 🐄 to get random pics from my phone!
The end!
hey caity!! thank u for the ask!!
so idk what my ending will be, but this is something close!
for my wip ‘comfort crowd’.
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day 2
I’m crying. Baz’s crying. It’s not quiet tears either. It’s ugly sobs and red rimmed eyes and smudged mascara and snot running down her face. Her hair’s all messed up and her neck has tear tracks and the collar of her shirt is soaked.
I don’t get how I could’ve made her cry this much when it’s obvious that I’m not good enough for her.
But she’s not sad, she’s angry.
She’s not angry, she’s absolutely livid.
She may be crying, but her nostrils are flaring and her jaw is clenched and her fists are balled on her sides. I don’t understand anything right now.
“Sophie I don’t understand what you’re talking about right now.”
“Baz, we don’t match. We never did. I don’t think we ever will.”
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hope you like it!:
send me a 💌 and i’ll write your url in my handwriting!
*hugs you real tight* would you please send this to the first 10 people in your dash? Make sure someone gets a hug today and stay safe! You’re such a lovely and sweet person 💖💖
OMFG!!!!!! ily 💖 thank you so much caitybug you're so so nice 😚✌