#FAIAP

[erzbethluna]

“We’ll let you take him to America, but on one condition.” The other twin (Sophie?) holds her chin high and folds her arms like she’s giving a royal decree. “He needs to go sightseeing, too. He needs to see all the cool places and do all the cool things.”

I gently take Paddington from the twin, then press him into my chest. He smells like the Grimm house–like hardwood and potpourri. “Deal. I promise to take him everywhere.” For all Intents and Purposes - Ch. 3

Please give love to FAIAP here! Thanks to @hushed-chorus for all her energy and willpower!!

Also, take this as a WIP Wednesday, thanks for all the tags :D @ileadacharmedlife@fatalfangirl@ic3-que3n@artsyunderstudy@aristocratic-otter I tag everyone wanting to do this tag :D

[hushed-chorus]

For All Intents and Purposes

Rating: Mature

Words: 12k (WIP)

Chapters: 4/12

@erzbethluna and I have joined forces to bring you this fic! We've had an absolute ball working on this and hope you enjoy it too!

When Simon starts spitting fire and hoarding anything associated with Baz, the pair discover he has dragon heritage. Lacking knowledge on half-dragons, they decide to seek out guidance from the only dragon they know–Margaret.

And if they’re going to America anyway, why not make a road trip of it?

Cue monster boyfriends in love, dragony chaos, inventive spellwork and Simon finally getting the road trip of his dreams (with a little bit of adventure along the way).

Chapter 1 (art) | Chapter 2 (art 1) (art 2) | Chapter 3 (art 1)

[icedcoffeebabe]

it was a close one, such a shame to lose it that way damn faiap it could’ve gone into extras

[marvus-xoloto]

writing in marvus's lusus's voice was weird because I TRIED to give him a slightly different vibe, but i think i just used marvus's voice (slightly italicized) instead. it was fun though! hope it was successful <3

[erzbethluna]

We can do this. We can rescue his shirt and get out of here. I start running. “Simon!” Baz hisses.

For All Intents and Purposes - Ch. 4

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I'm back. We are back with FAIAP! I'm so sorry, it's been such a busy YEAR x_x anything is abandoned, is just taking time! Thank you @hushed-chorus for your infinite patience! Please read and share and enjoy this unhinged story we are enjoying so much developing! Read Chapter 4 here. I loved making this art, and there is another one into the story, so go check! :D

[erzbethluna]

Tears bite at my eyes. “Why aren’t you scared?”

“Because I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”

For All Intents and Purposes - Ch. 2: A dangerous flick

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This is a bit late, but count it as a WIP Wednesday! This is the second art done for FAIAP, chapter 2 which you can read here! Thanks to Demi @hushed-chorus for all the patience and work cocreating this story! :)

This chapter is a bit angsty, but in a good way, I think! Is a preamble for amazing things :D please check it out!

Also, I'm working on chapter 3 art, and guess who are our protagonists?

I hope you enjoy it! Next chapter is coming very soon!

Thank you for your tags @hushed-chorus @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @ic3-que3n @ileadacharmedlife @j-nipper-95 @blackberrysummerblog

[erzbethluna]

Suddenly the bushes around us begin to shudder. I start, tail whipping free of Baz’s hand and looping around his waist, tugging him to me (to safety). The buds swell and break open. Deep red petals shudder and stretch before slowing and settling. 

We’re surrounded by roses.

For All Intents and Purposes. Ch.3 An unexpected truth -:-

YOU GUYS! You have no idea how excited am I for this chapter seeing the light!! is probably my favourite so far, and is filled with quirks, tenderness and fun. And of course, Malcolm trying. Ohh boy, this is the good stuff!! Please check Chapter 3 here! we both @hushed-chorus and I had a great time developing it :D I hope you like the art too!

[erzbethluna]

For all Intents and Purposes

Hello friends! @hushed-chorus Demi and I have been cooking this titanic work for quite a while, and I'm very, very happy to see it out there! YAY! Please go check the link and enjoy the first chapter of 11 for lots of dragony/protector/hot Simon :D

Demi wrote it all, I did the art, but we both developed the story and shared the co-authoring :D I can promise adventure, tenderness, road trips, mystery and some hot (sometimes literally) moments sprinkled all around. For this first chapter, I did this art. I had so much fun with the lights, the poses and overall composition. I hope you like it, please go check this moment in the story! It is a very intense one!

[hushed-chorus]

Hello friends! And thank you @imagineacoolusername for the tag today and to everyone who tagged me on Sunday!

I'm knackered. Properly wiped out. Probably partly the emotional punch from finishing What Remains After The Storm. Thank you everyone who has been reading!

I've done a bit of writing across a few projects. Today, please accept is a joint snippet with @erzbethluna from our upcoming collab For All Intents and Purposes. Eli was playing with her new brushes and captured this moment from the draft of chp 3.

I’ve not been into the greenhouse before, but I know Mr Grimm is really into horticulture. Rare plants, archival seeds, that sort of thing. It’s not all plants, though. He’s got a laptop, a neat little wood-burner and chimney, and a comfy sofa. Behind this little workspace is a swathe of green foliage and colourful flowers. This is more than just a greenhouse.  When I asked Baz, he simply said, “it’s his study.” “But he has one of those in the lodge.” “Yes, but the greenhouse is his private space. No children allowed. Even Daphne rarely goes in there.”  “Ahh. His man cave.” I grabbed Baz’s sleeve, “His Malcave.” Baz rolled his eyes and nudged me.

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[hushed-chorus]

Hi everyone, and thank you @wellbelesbian, @youarenevertooold and @ileadacharmedlife for the tags! I’m so used to being too bright and early and British to be tagged before I post, so it was a nice treat! 

Work on For All Intents and Purposes and by shipwreck COTTA fic (which may have a title? I’m not sure) is happening, piece by piece. Had a quiet few days the end of last week but managed to get more works down on Monday and this morning. Here’s a bit from each project.

First, some FAIAP chaos.

“Hell yeah!” Simon pumps a fist as the song changes. “Wait a moment. Is this Uptown Funk again?” “Yeah!” Just my luck. In Santa Monica, Simon put this song on every time we were getting ready to go out. And before we even left England. He says it's ‘road trip music’.  “The fuck is wrong with Spotify?” I ask. “This was on five minutes ago!” “More like fifteen. The shuffle reset when you skipped to that Sausalito song. By that emo guy.” “Conor Oberst is not emo.” “He’s 100% pure, full fat, all-natural ingredients emo. Even in his happy songs he sounds like he’s about to cry.” I nudge him, and he pushes me back, laughing, then sits up to tap along on the dashboard. I don’t mind this song, really. It's an improvement on A Horse With No Name. And I like seeing Simon like this. Smile on his lips, wind tossing his hair and plucking at his shirt. I’m glad we get to do this again. Just drive America. I’m glad we can paint over those old bad memories with good ones. Still, there's only so many times I can tolerate 'Uptown Funking me up’. What if I don't want to be Funked up? Has Uptown considered that possibility?

And my shipwreck COTTA. For some context, Simon is unwell in this snippet.

I laugh. “You are a vampire.” He turns back to the fire, his shoulders drawing into a hunch. “Baz.” I’m snickering. “Oh fuck.” He begins rising. Maybe he needs a piss. “I’m glad you’re here,” I say. He freezes “I’m glad I’m not alone.” Suddenly I’m crying, voice stuttering. Baz sits back down. I gaze at his hair, his shoulders, his toes, until I fall back to sleep.

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[erzbethluna]

Six Sentences Sunday (but is a sketch)

Well hello beautiful people! Life has been difficult and busy, but doesn't mean we can't all have fun :D I'm working on art for chapter 4 of For All Intents and Purposes (FAIAP, check here) and this one I'll show a glimpse of, is hilarious tbh :D Thank @hushed-chorus for this scene, is a masterpiece xD *no context, just angy Baz*

Thank you for the tags :D they mean the world! @artsyunderstudy @hushed-chorus @confused-bi-queer @theearlgreymage @ileadacharmedlife @iamamythologicalcreature @j-nipper-95 @fatalfangirl

[hushed-chorus]

Happy Sunday everyone! I hope you are all well!

@erzbethluna and I are hoping to post the first chapter of For All Intents and Purposes soon! The basic premise of this fic is that Simon starts to take on dragony behaviours (including hoarding things associated with Baz) and they're figuring it out together. It begins about 18 months after Snow For Christmas, and we’ve been imagining what Simon and Malcolm’s relationship would look like after that time. One idea Eli is keen to explore in this story is ‘Malcolm Grimm trying his best.’

So we’ve imagined a Malcolm Grimm who, while not exactly warm, is trying. And his version of trying is to make the occasional joke. The sort of bantery-joke a slightly stuffy father tries to crack as a show of warmth. The sort that makes those unfamiliar with them tense up in confusion.

So please, have this snippet of Malcolm Grim trying.

Baz gives me a gentle nudge and a pointed look. I gather a breath. “Mr Grimm. I’m…I’m sorry I took those things without asking you first.” “That’s quite alright, Simon.” He doesn’t lift his head. “Given you’ve already claimed the heir to House Pitch.” My tail flickers in Baz’s hand (I’d forgotten he was holding it). Then Mr Grimm adds, “I trust you will care for those objects with the same level of attentiveness.” Part of me knows this is not an enthusiastic endorsement of my actions, but another part–the dragon part–perks up. “Can I see Baz’s other stuff? I know there’s–” Baz winds my tail around his arm and gives it a small tug. I wince, grabbing my behind and glaring at him. If Mr Grimm notices, he doesn’t mention it.

Also, Eli reliably informs me that Malcolm Grimm Is Hot.

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[hushed-chorus]

Tell me about dragon!Simon 👀

Yes! Happily! Thank you for the ask!

This is a collab with @erzbethluna. It's her initial concept and we're having a ball writing it. In this fic, Simon starts to take on dragony behaviours and the boys are trying to figure it all out.

It is titled For All Intents and Purposes and we should start posting in the next month or so!

Also, please accept this offering from @erzbethluna's mood board

[erzbethluna]

I yell, but already he’s lifted me off the bed and deposited me in the wardrobe.

For all intents and purposes, Ch. 4

--- Second art featured in chapter 4 of FAIAP :D Baz expressions were delicious to create in this funny chaotic chapter.

Thanks for all the comments, kudos and support received so far! It is highly appreciated by both @hushed-chorus and I, our silly story is something we hold real dear and is amazing it is still having impact. Thanks for the tags @ileadacharmedlife @hushed-chorus @artsyunderstudy @thewholelemon, I'm quite rusty tagging everyone, so I will just copy Demi's tags, we have the same people onboard! @facewithoutheart @captain-aralias @raenestee @cutestkilla @ivelovedhimthroughworse @larkral @stitchyqueer @ileadacharmedlife @confused-bi-queer @aristocratic-otter @whogaveyoupermission @nightimedreamersworld @fatalfangirl @thewholelemon @onepintobean @theearlgreymage @martsonmars @blackberrysummerblog @orange-peony @palimpsessed @valeffelees @j-nipper-95 @rimeswithpurple @wellbelesbian @imagineacoolusername @youarenevertooold @supercutedinosaurs @bookish-bogwitch @cosmicalart @bazzybelle @theotherhufflepuff @that-disabled-princess

[hushed-chorus]

Hello folks! Thank you @nausikaaa for today’s tag, and @theotherhufflepuff, @shrekgogurt, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @nightimedreamersworld, @artsyunderstudy and @orange-peony for the Sunday tags!

Over the last couple of days I've made a chunk of progress on For All Intents and Purposes, which is frigging delightful. Long may it last! I’m also still plotting and scheming Those Glowing, Magickal Years, so hopefully there will be an update on that soon. 

Here’s a snippet from an upcoming chapter of FAIAP. Baz and Simon are driving through the desert by night.

My reverie is broken when I hear the click of a seat belt. When I turn, Simon’s bracing his legs on the edge of his seat. “Simon–” And he leaps upwards. Air buffets me as his wings propel him upwards and into the sky. It’s a struggle not to slam my foot down on the break. I only accomplish this by unleashing a stream of curses.   He surges up, then falls out of sight behind me. I slow the car, scanning the rear-view mirror, when he comes careening not a metre above my head.  “Fucking hell, Snow!” I yell.  He laughs, climbing higher and faster. So I do the only sensible thing available to me. I hit the accelerator and roar after him.  I should be furious. He’s a reckless fool. But by Crowley, what a sight. He’s brimming with joy, exalting in his flight. His freedom. And with it all, with all his teasing and wheeling, he never careens away from me. He could go anywhere, but he’s choosing to stay with me.  I laugh. And I don’t realise that I’ve been crying until the tears turned my sideburns wet and cold. 

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[hushed-chorus]

Hi folks! I hope you've all had a grand week! I just ate a bowl of crunchy nut cornflakes. It was pretty epic.

Chapter three of Those Glowing, Magickal Years went live today. Sorry for the wait, and hopefully the 8k word count makes up for the delay. That means the fic is 21k words so far, and we've only just come to the close of Year One. @erzbethluna keeps telling me this fic will end up at least 300k, and I fear she may be right.

In the spirit of Wednesday's rec post, please accept six sentences from TGMY that feature the word 'blood'.

Every bag of blood I sup on, every morsel I learn, I do so because he’s given it to me.  Today he’s a particularly unruly barrage of bangs and bravado, but at least he doesn’t smell like blood. “That bloody sword answered only to Pitches for generations!”  Hot blood splashed across my hands, face, clothes, and the carpet.  I want to lap up his insolent blood, let it thread all its heady warmth into me, let his heart coil around mine and bring it to life, just for a few precious, strong beats.  What the bloody hell is he up to? 

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Those Glowing, Magickal Years still has a solid grip on me. However, another fic idea has started beating me around the head. A good old chonk of time ago, I mentioned I was working on a snowbaz fic inspired by Fallout New Vegas, provisionally titled Hope Springs Eternal. Well, I may have watched the Fallout show and that idea is shaking me by the lapels.

In addition, presently TGMY is from the POV of tween Baz and Simon, but I have the itch to write something that's slower in pace. Something that has a narrative voice that allows some decadence in the writing. Despite it's source of inspiration, Hope Springs Eternal imagines a post-apocalyptic world that has struggles, but also has magic, goodness and space for hope. (And vampire angst.)

Now, I don't want to actively work on THREE fics (yes, FAIAP has not been abandoned, just on a school-related hiatus). I'd go loopy.

That being said... Well, my initial draft of Blood, Salt, and Hummingbirds was written in an obscenely beautiful notebook. Writing by hand is a nice relief sometimes, especially if you're tired and sore. The writing feels low-pressure and indulgent, compared to the focus I put into writing on laptop.

So I may dive into that idea in that format. If it makes good progress, I'll get it typed up and share it.