#Baz pitch

[solacebloom]

“You have to pretend you get an endgame. You have to carry on like you will; otherwise, you can't carry on at all.” ― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

[letraspal]

“Professor Bunce teaches History of the Middle Ages at a Normal University, and she’s a magickal historian. She’s published a whole shelf full of mage books, but she doesn’t make any money doing it. There aren’t enough magicians to support magickal arts and sciences careers.”

Mitali Bunce | Women of the Simon Snow

[simon-pitch]

just did snowbaz on pocketlove and i'm so in love

[banjjakbanjjak]

Watford Era SnowBaz...I guess?

[alexalexinii]

snowbaz wedding cause im thinking about them aggressively

pseudo prequel to this

[ming85]

Airport breakfast while waiting for the 7:30 Easyjet flight

(my simon snow tag and my art tag)

[monbons]

Some Six Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tag @hushed-chorus! I can’t wait to dive into the new chapter. I am not mad at all at a potential 300k new words when they are so gooooood.

If you've been keeping up with The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch, I hope you enjoyed your first peek at Simon! He'll feature heavily in every chapter moving forward.

If you've been holding out on reading, now might be a good time to start. I can't promise it won't hurt--sad Baz will still be sad Baz--but Simon will be a welcome balm each chapter. (I've also been informed by @bookish-bogwitch that my fic slaps so hard it can be read in any order...so feel free to jump in wherever you want 😆.)

For those who've kept up to speed, you deserve a little more comfort for putting up with angst-fest, so have a snippet from chapter 6 under the cut, featuring some Penny and Shep!

“So, I think I had a date with a stalker today,” he offers by way of answer.  “Oooooh, sounds fun.” Shepherd plops himself down next to Simon. “Do tell!” “Shep, that is the wrong response to this situation.” Penny frowns at them both.  “He’s shown up like three times in the last two days, and he keeps ordering the same gross drink.” Simon hassles his curls. “He flirts with me the whole time, but it's awkwardly aggressive.” “That’s actually really concerning.” Penny’s eyes go wide. “What’s the drink?” Shepherd presses. Simon grimaces. “Pumpkin mocha breve.”  “How seasonally inappropriate!” Shepherd fakes outrage, hand over his heart like he’s been attacked by the beverage. “Don’t get me started,” Simon mutters. “Is he at least cute?” Shepherd punches Simon in the arm lightly. “I repeat, your reactions are truly concerning, Shep,” Penny chimes in. Both boys ignore her.

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[you-remind-me-of-the-babe]

It’s Sunday! How’d that happen again so soon?

Here’s a little more from my Time Travel WIP, Back and Back and Back. Keeping the name, since I got a lot of positive feedback on it. As a reminder, this story features an older Simon who travels back in time and visits with a young Baz throughout his childhood. At some point, I might start worrying about sharing all the good bits on Tumblr before I’ve actually started posting this thing. Then again, I always love seeing tons of snippets in advance as a reader. Gets me hyped for when the thing finally gets published. So here you go!

“So,” he says, folding his legs in and scooting around to sit cross legged to face me. “Catch me up. What’s been going on lately?”

“Well, I’ve been taking tennis lessons at the club this summer. And Father gave me a violin for my eleventh birthday,” I remind him. “So I’ve been taking lessons for that, too. I’ve only been playing for six months but I quite like it.”

“Wait,” he puts his hands up. “You’re eleven now?”

I nod.

“So you’re starting at Watford soon?”

“I leave tomorrow,” I say quietly, pulling my knees up and hugging them to my chest.

It’s how I knew he’d come. He always comes when something important is happening. I prepared the [redacted] three days ago, and have been out here everyday, waiting.

He starts to smile, though it falters a bit. He forces it back in place, though it looks strained.

“That’s great, Baz.”

I feel the corners of my mouth tweak up. I’ve gotten quite used to his nickname for me over the years. I think I might even start using it with other people, when I get to school.

I’m loving writing these past bits. I’ve yet to find the rhythm of the parts in the present, though. Setting things up and having to wait for the conflict or character connections is always the least fun part of writing though. At least for me. Hopefully, I’ll hit my stride soon. Wish me luck!

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[artsyunderstudy]

Après la Pluie, le Beau Temps

Rating: Mature

Words: ~4.5k

Chapters: 1/4

Summary:

When a brewing electromagnetic storm takes down communications, leaving the USS Redemption in chaos and Simon and Baz stranded on a freezing and desolate moon, everyone must confront their own communication breakdowns in order to survive.

For @raenestee

[clayberry24]

I just realized.

Was the Mage trying to send Simon away from Watford 8th year because he knew Simon was at "risk" of being visited due to sharing a room with Baz.

In his mind, it was probably like "I got rid of the main concern, time for the backups to go."

If Simon had left during that time, the Magr never would have been caught

[laura-art77]

[drowninginships]

Hello and welcome to another week! I'm proud of you for making it this far <3. Thank you to @monbons and @roomwithanopenfire for tagging me. I was actually able to rub my brain cells together for a snippet to share this week!

This is from my ongoing wingfic, which is less of a comprehensive fic and more of a collection of unconnected snippets. Just scenes involving wings with no thread connecting them. In this one, Simon's just come back from a mission and his wings are inflamed and irritated where they meet the skin in his back. Baz takes care of him.

To the six sentences!

For how painful it looks, Simon really has complained very little. A simple Get Well Soon! would take away most of the pain, but Simon hates having spells cast on him. So I don’t, since I’m not in the business of displeasing Simon Snow. Not anymore. Now, I do what I can to take care of him, even when it means rubbing soothing lotion into the stiff muscles, even when it means doing things the Normal way, even when we don't say a word. There's a special kind of intimacy, being the only one allowed to do this.

And that's it! This is my first one, so I'm only just now realizing how truly little you can say with only 6 sentences. Anyway, I hope that's enough of a teaser to entice you into coming back.

No pressure tags: @valeffelees @beastmonstertitan @thewholelemon @mooncello @youarenevertooold @raenestee @blackberrysummerblog @prettygoododds @brilla-brilla-estrellita

[banjjakbanjjak]

Redrawing art for what I call my 90s Rom-Com Collection (unofficial). Think I've come a long way.

When Baz Met Simon...

Can Baz and Simon ever be just friends?

In a city of ten million people, Baz and Simon constantly find themselves involved in each other’s lives. Navigating London, university, relationships and growing up, this is a story about two boys who somehow fell in love, and never realised it.

After all, they barely know each other.

Lonely in London

It's Christmas Eve and a mysterious caller only known as Lonely in London phones in on a radio show: To Be Loved or Not To Be Loved, with Dr. Wellbelove. He reminisces over a boy he fell in love with ten years ago. 

Simon listens to the broadcast, and he could only think of one person.

But it can't be Baz Pitch, right?

[flowerhawk-highinthesky]

When you read so many fanfictions about them, that you now want to read the book series

Starting with:

Tbh I only started to read about them because of fanart on instagram and I confused them with Wolfstar for a second 🫣

[crankybeetle]

I helped Simon pick out a sofa today.

Chapter 56 of Any way the wind blows by rainbow rowell

Wanted to try a little more of an “artsy” composition with some of these panels ^^