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“Requiem for June” process, oil on panel, 32 x 30 in.
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I would like to note that contrary to popular belief, tuxedo cats are not little businessmen!
tuxedo is formal party attire, if you wore one at a business function, you would be inappropriately dressed!
tuxedo cats are, instead, lil fancy guys, darling socialites, even
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Surprisingly, this is not a Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy reference, but an actual fact. From Burnout: Solve Your Stress Cycle, by Emily and Amelia Nagoski
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@bookish-bogwitch
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Hello! Thanks for the tag @ivelovedhimthroughworse. I am so so excited for your monstrous spawn to wreak devastation across our screens. And thank you to everyone else who's been tagging me the past month or so while I tumbled inconsistently. I appreciate you.
Here are eight sentences from chapter 7 of Basil Pitch's Diary, which I'll post next Saturday.
Accidental outing not disaster, but opportunity. Father can hardly pretend I’m straight once Snow has alerted entire World of Mages otherwise. Will set proud example as first out member of an Old Family. (Dev doesn’t count.) Will usher in queer golden age.  But if I return to school still single and virginal, even Snow might do the math. Two weeks’ bunny snuggles plus zero other love interests equals one big fat crush on roommate. Very idea makes me want to puke blood of woodland creatures onto duvet.
What will our hero do in the face of this dilemma? Whatever it is, I'm sure it's a really good idea.
More thanks and tags below the cut.
As I wrote before, I skipped an update on this fic because I needed more time to lay track for the ending. Thank you @facewithoutheart and @thewholelemon for your patient help figuring how I'm going to get Baz from points A, B, and C to E. You talked me off the ledge and were so insightful. I'm now confident that I won't stall out writing this thing right after its angstiest chapter, which was a danger. 😂
No-pressure tagging / a friendly hello to @blackberrysummerblog, @alleycat0306, @alexalexinii, @artsyunderstudy , @aristocratic-otter ,
@angelsfalling16 @brilla-brilla-estrellita @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @dragoneggos , @erzbethluna, @emeryhall ,
@fight-surrender @gekkoinapeartree , @ic3-que3n , @ileadacharmedlife , @ionlydrinkhotwater ,
@j-nipper-95 , @larkral , @nausikaaa , @nightimedreamersworld , @martsonmars ,
@messofthejess , @onepintobean , @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 , @pipsqueakparker , @penpanoply ,
@rimeswithpurple , @letraspal , @twokisses , @urban-sith , @valeffelees ,
@wellbelesbian , @whogaveyoupermission , @shrekgogurt @whatevertheweather , @xi-vz ,
@yellobb-old , @you-remind-me-of-the-babe , @comesitintheclover , @iamamythologicalcreature , @imagineacoolusername
@skeedelvee, @youarenevertooold, @paper-beats-writers-block, @stitchyqueer,
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General Info
Hello! I've been missing the old SnowBaz AO3 feeds, and wanted to do something similar.
This blog will post any SnowBaz fics that are complete, daily. I will include a link to the fic & author page, the rating, word count, and summary.
Please note this is not a fic recommendation page, but a feed for any and all SnowBaz fics published that day. Checking warnings and tags is up to you. Please read responsibly.
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Happy slutty Sunday to all feat. Simon and Baz
(Zoom in to see all of Simon’s freckles)
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colored this super quick just to feel like i finished something! an attempt at drawing a moment from ch26 of between the lines, coming to an ao3 near you (relatively) soon.
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Six Sentence Sunday
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I hope that this spring (or autumn in the southern hemisphere) brings you all the very best things.
One of the unexpected things it will bring is a Simon Snow Godzilla!AU. How many people are both Carry On and Godzilla fans? Let's see a show of hands. Anyone?
Ah well, my brain is a silly place and this story was coming whether anyone wanted it or not.
“If you haven’t guessed, I’m an American,” Shepard Love said, winningly. “But I love Japan. It’s always been my dream to come here.” Peni didn’t need to be told. There was something so American about him. He smiled too broadly. He gestured too much. His accent was terrible. And most of all, he didn’t seem to be bothered that she was ignoring him, so that he was left holding a conversation alone.
And there's art too! Stay tuned!
Tags and daffodils to you my friends!
@angelsfalling16; @aristocratic-otter; @artsyunderstudy; @bazzybelle; @best--dress; @blackberrysummerblog; @bookish-bogwitch; @captain-aralias; @confused-bi-queer; @cutestkilla; @dragoneggos; @diningpageantry; @excalisbury; @facewithoutheart; @fatalfangirl; @foolofabookwyrm-activated; @forabeatofadrum; @hushed-chorus; @iamamythologicalcreature; @ileadacharmedlife; @larkral; @martsonmars; @monbons; @moodandmist; @mostlymaudlin; @nightimedreamersworld; @orange-peony; @onepintobean; @otherworldsivelivedin; @palimpsessed; @prettygoododds; @prettylightsbigcity; @raenestee; @scone-lover; @starwarned; @stardustasincocaine; @stillmadaboutpetra; @tea-brigade; @technetiumai; @thehoneyedhufflepuff; @thewholelemon; @urban-sith; @wellbelesbian; @whatevertheweather; @whogaveyoupermission; @youarenevertooold; @you-remind-me-of-the-babe
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The Adorable Adventures of Crochet Snowbaz are now available on AO3!
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I’ll be updating on here as well as there. Also chapter one has some bonus fun facts!
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in commemoration of 513 days of DX3, have some new art of my Best Boy, my lonely astronaut, my tragic little guy Evander 🚀
(read his story here)
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A lot of my embroideries have been circulating tumblr without credit so hoping posting them here myself will help people find my silly art!
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I hurt myself thinking of Simon and Baz adopting a kid. Simon’s nervous, maybe it’s sort of spur of the moment. They’ve been planning for awhile (Baz has sooo many books; he’s reading them with Penny whereas Simon likes to sits with Daphne and Lady Ruth to hear their firsthand experience) but when the call comes you’re never prepared. Penny’s got a checklist and she’s calling out items while Simon packs the car. Meanwhile Baz is updating the group chat and yelling, “You don’t need seven sandwiches, Simon! It’s only a thirty minute car ride!” And Simon and Penny echo back, “It’s on the list, Baz!” But they eventually manage to get packed and on the road, waving back at Penny who’s going to the market to pick up essentials on their other checklist.
Simon drives to where they’re meant to pick up their child, steady hands under pressure and all that, and Baz drums his fingers on his thigh until Simon reaches over and threads their hands together. “It’s going to be fine,” he says, and Baz wants to argue that Simon looks like he’s five seconds from shitting his pants. Baz squeezes Simon’s hand instead.
They do eventually make the handover, sign the paperwork, and then it’s the two of them, packing their child into the car seat (Simon wrangles while Baz calls out instructions). “Gentle, gentle!” Baz reminds Simon and Simon wants to bang a fist against his own head in frustration but then he hears that word again. Gentle. And he gives that to himself as well.
It’s a quiet ride home. “Calm before the storm,” Baz jokes, his eyes ever on the precious bundle strapped in behind him, and Simon swallows his lips in a strained smile.
“I’ll take first watch,” Simon says, after they’ve managed food, diapers, and a strangely quiet child given all the change and emotional upheaval circling around them.
There’s something twitchy about Simon’s offer but Baz chalks it up to new fatherhood jitters. He should argue; maybe he should stay up first given his experience babysitting his siblings, but he’s exhausted and sticky. Besides, these days Simon babysits as often as Baz. He trusts Simon, and displaying that trust goes a long way toward Simon feeling it for himself. So he kisses their child on the forehead, then Simon, then his child again, then, “Stop, stop,” Simon laughs, swatting away Baz’s insistent lips, “we’ll be fine. I’ll call you on the monitor if we need anything.”
“Okay,” Baz frowns, and then he subjects his family to another round of kisses, just in case.
It’s three in the morning when Baz hears it: a stifled sob over the monitor, distinctly adult in nature.
Simon.
Baz walks softly to the nursery. He finds Simon in the rocking chair, their child pressed to his bare chest. Tears stream down Simon’s face.
“Love, what’s—”
“I just got her,” Simon says. “Less than twelve hours ago. I just got her.”
Baz reaches out his arms, a move Simon misinterprets. He holds the baby tighter to his chest.
“No, no. Don’t you see? I just got her. And I can’t,” Simon hiccups, “I can’t imagine giving her up.” He looks up at Baz. “I love her. I just got her and I love her and she’s mine and I can’t, I can’t…”
This time, when Baz stretches out his arms Simon moves to give up the baby but Baz clicks his tongue and pulls them both in his arms. “It’s okay, little puff,” he says, kissing Simon’s cheek before the baby’s. “I’ve got you, now.”
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I saw a meme about onions tonight and I was so captivated by the beauty of the humble red onion I knew I had to draw one immediately
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✨9 people you’d like to know better✨
Last Song: “Blame Brett” by The Beaches, which my husband walked in on me singing and gave me a look like maybe I shouldn’t be belting, “so sorry in advance before you take off your pants,” while I make a cocktail, as if I have any ounce of shame left.
Favorite Color: I cycle through these but it’s been millennial pink unironically for a few years now.
Currently Watching: rewatching Brooklyn 99 with my husband when I feel up to it but I haven’t been a TV girlie since pre-COVID, so it’s mostly whatever the algorithm shows me on TikTok. These days it’s fan edits of 9-1-1 (even though I haven’t seen the show), any video with Chappell Roan’s new single blasting, and most recently a series of videos on how an AP US History teacher uses sitcoms to contextualize the decades from 1950-1990 which was actually fascinating. She stopped right before 1980 and I am SALIVATING for the next post.
Sweet/Savory/Spicy: savory all the damn time. I’m basically always craving salt. I’m sure that means something biologically but that’s none of my business if you ask me.
Relationship Status: married eleven years this May. I used to tell Mr. Face that of all the men I’ve met he’s the only one I can stand but I’ve upgraded him recently to my favorite person. Don’t tell him, though. He doesn’t need the ego boost.
Current Obsession: I mean it’s kind of 9-1-1 right now. I’m trying to figure out whether I should suffer through seven seasons of cheese just because I like the newly bisexual character’s big dumb face. Seriously. He’s so dumb and sweet and that’s basically my favorite fictional boyfriend. So. Someone watch this with me so we can get drunk and hold hands through the bad writing.
Last Thing You Googled: “9-1-1 episode 100” guys I am not being normal about this and it’s the worst.
Tagging: @raenestee, @thewholelemon, @mooncello, @cutestkilla, @bookish-bogwitch, @iamamythologicalcreature, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @skeedelvee & @rainbowrowell
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