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Drunk Masterlist (2)

behind bars by crashing-into-the-sun

Simon and Baz are young and dumb. They get arrested and wind up in the same jail cell. Romance ensues

Drunk by askcookpritchard

“Come on, it’ll be fun” he says dragging me into the line outside the night club, Baz is insisting that we go clubbing as I have never been before.

drunken texts by carryonsnowflakes

It was sent by accident. Something that was never supposed to be seen, except by the eyes of the author. It was simple enough, a small happy birthday text addressed to one Simon Snow. It sat unsent for quite awhile, destined to be a draft in his phone for the rest of eternity.

Gin is a Sedative, Kisses are Caffeine by thenwhosflyingtheplane

One step through the door, the floorboards started creaking. Simon stayed where he was, stomach down on his bed and not quite deep, but not yet shallow breaths. He peered through the window and saw the beginnings of orange and yellow seeping into the inky horizon. Dawn, probably. Fucking perfect.

i’ll pay you back by theinsidioushumdrumming

Baz is drunk and meets Simon at the bookstore after causing a huge scene

I’m Not As Think As You Drunk I Am by ebbthegoatgirl

I stared at the little hole in our sofa, approximately three inches to the left of Simon’s head.

in which simon snow gets drunk by ismill   

annoyed baz and drunk snow 

It’s just a late night out by come-on-eileen-snowbaz

The minute after I’ve finally told her ‘I love you’ officially starts here and now.

simple by cosmeticaphelion

baz and simon are the best of friends. no-watford. baz broods over impossibilities. alcohol is involved.

snowbaz drunk fic by isabella1159

Simon was worried, again.

Surprise! by jamesxlilyxpotter

  It’s Simon’s 19th birthday and Penelope wants to throw him a surprise party. She decides to have Baz take him out for a few drinks to get them out of the way. A truce for one night just before summer, Snow and Baz get to finally know each other after living together for almost a year.

With Any Luck by bazsnowsimonpitch

Baz was better at being discreet when he’s staring across a bar. Simon isnt.

Beneath the Waves (part 5)

Hello everyone!!! It’s been such a long time coming, but @ismill and I are back! @qeiem did some amazing art of the fic and IT GOT US INSPIRED. I hope y’all enjoy this installment, and don’t freak out, this is by far the last chapter; I will be much, much quicker with the next update!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 


CHAPTER 5

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BAZ

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Saltwater stung in all the little cuts I had on my palms, and my eyes were gritty from lack of sleep, but I never wanted to leave this surf.

Simon, like he sensed my thoughts, pulled out of our kiss with a laugh. “Baz,” he said, “You need to go back to your house. It’s getting late.”

“I’m absolutely fine,” I protested, as my bones turned waterlogged.

“You were falling asleep while we were kissing.”

“That’s normal.”

He grinned, but I felt his hands grip mine a little tighter like he didn’t want me to go home either.

He said against my lips, “I didn’t know I was that bad.”

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Established Relationship Masterlist

First Date by carry-on-kissing-snowbaz

Simon knew he would probably screw this up.

in which simon snow gets drunk by ismill

Simon stumbles a bit, the tips of his trainers catching on the sidewalk. I reach for his arm to steady him.

Lazy Romance by pandaanna01

baz and simon laze around on Valentine’s day

Like Crows by snowkatze

Simon needed to see Baz. He needed to see him right now because they hadn’t been able to see each other on the week end.

Pink Sweaters by eatmybassilton

It’s somehow surprising, to Simon- he’d once thought of Baz as terrifying, terrible. He’d hated him, avoided him, went so many years loathing and despising and fearing- Simon can hardly imagine it now.

of bookshelves & stubborn boyfriends by eroticgropefest

snowbaz attempts to build furniture

Simon Snow and the Spiderman Boxers by carryonsimoncarryon

Back at Watford, if someone had told me that one day I would be doing Simon Snow’s laundry while he just sits around, I would have laughed in their faces and asked what sort of enslavement spell he was planning on using against me

This Is Love by dragonsandgayvampires

It’s a brush stroke. Colours, lines. The curve of a neck. The balance of light and shadow. A bow across strings becomes a sensation of colour.

Rose Soap and Cedar Perfume

A fem!snowbaz fic as a gift for my AMAZING, DEAR FRIEND @ismill!!! 

Word count: 5k

Warnings: Some blood/violence (rat-related, bc catacombs)


Sofia Snow is a smudge on my mirror that I can’t scrub off.

Sofia Snow is the scratchy tag on the back of my shirt.

Sofia Snow is a curse on our houses.

Sofia Snow is who I imagine walking down the isle with me in matching white dresses.

I hate Sofia Snow.

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Snow barges into our room way past curfew, bruises blotched across her arms. She is gripping that damn sword, the one that’s almost as tall as she is and not quite as golden. It’s smeared with blood.

Green goblin goo is drying in that rat’s nest she calls hair.

Even though I’m screaming inside (I always am when she returns like this), I just blink impassively and turn back to my Potions textbook.

I can hear her slamming open drawers, sword rattling around and bumping into things until she finally spells it away. I try not to imagine her flushed face, the freckles violently spattered across her nose like fucking constellations.

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FINALLY WE GOT A REAL CHANGTORIA MOMENT GUYS !!
after so many months we can finally see that changtoria are still close to each other !! 
i guess most of you know that both f(x) and tvxq attended best of best concert today , although there wasn’t any moments during the concert (of corse like always they’ll act as strangers in front of the fans) 
but after the concert both of them were the only one attending  BOB party
LOOK AT THOSE STARES , LOOK AT THEIR WIDE ISMILES !!! 

let me punch this on (everyone who said they aren’t close anymore\break up) ’s face

Beneath the Waves (Part 1)

A Mermaid!Snowbaz AU! This is a joint collaboration with @ismill, she’s done the AMAZING illustrations for the story which you can find at the end of each chapter! 


CHAPTER 1


SIMON

I felt the waves moving and crashing around me like a lullaby. It rushed in my ears, filling my insides and comforting me. It wrapped around my arms and slipped through my veins like blood.

I smiled, my eyes closed as I let the current play with me for a bit, twisting my tail about like the ocean wanted to dance with me. It was a pulse, a heartbeat I could hear pounding all around.

Words were useless, in my opinion, when you had water. Water didn’t need words, but people understood it better than they understood themselves. It’s so beautiful, if people just stopped to look.

I was deep down underneath the surface, far deeper than I dared bring Penny. Sometimes she insisted on being escorted though the waters, holding onto my fin, even when it was cold, but it was much too cold for a land dweller. It was frigid, the dark water capable of turning Penny’s blood into icy sludge.

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Beneath the Waves (Part 3)

Part 1 | Part 2 

Part 3 of “Beneath The Waves” is finally making an appearance! Naomi (@ismill) and I are so sorry it took so long, but a lot of love is going into this series and so we want to make it perfect!! 

A note from the amazing artist herself: Hi everyone! I know that I used traditional watercolors for the first two chapters of this project, so i wanted to apologize for the sudden transition into digital art. I’ve had this program for about a month, and it feels like I’m starting to get the hang of digital art so I wanted to share that with you all! I hope you enjoy the change! - Naomi


CHAPTER 3


BAZ

“Um. Hello?”

I tensed, whipping my head up from the book. Someone was here? No one came down here. I looked behind me, towards the village, but there wasn’t anyone there.

I barked, “Who is it?”

Silence.

Cold air filled my lungs and the waves crashing against the rocks were static noise. I probably looked like the most confused person currently living, because a voice just said hello to me even though no one is here and also that voice had sounded really fucking attractive?

“Uh. Over here?”

Was that coming from the ocean? Surely not. I jerked forward on my knees, looking out at the sea. There weren’t any boats, at least none close enough for me to hear a voice as clearly as this one’s.

I had to admit, this was the most excitement I’d gotten since Dev had brought back that bag of mint chocolate from Yorkshire last year.

The gravel of the shore bit into my knees, gusts of salty air kept blowing into my face, but I stopped caring because suddenly I saw him.

A boy, an actual boy, his shoulders barely above the water and his right hand gripping one of the sharper rocks over by the enclave.

He was beautiful.

He looked perfectly at ease in the black water, rising out of it like a fucking sun god. And fuck, did he look like a god. Tanned golden skin, dark freckles like someone had splattered him with dark paint, nervous eyes like the sea on the summer solstice.

We locked eyes. I cursed my stomach for the way it flipped and for the way my cheeks were probably red by now. I hated the way my hands gripped the gravel tight enough to draw blood. I hated the way my breath caught for a moment, and it had nothing to do with the wind choking me, suffocating everything I was trying to say.

If I had been more of my own mind, I would have immediately noticed the faint pattern of scales on his cheekbones, or the veins of turquoise in his sopping hair. I would have immediately noticed the faint shimmering of a tail, swirling in the inky darkness below the water’s surface.

But I didn’t.

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Moonglade

Snowbaz fluff, of course. Part 11 of my unusual word prompts series! I hope you guys like these because I have so much fun finding words to base them off of! Also thank you to @ismill for helping me with some wonkiness!

(You can check out my other snowbaz fanfics + the ones in this series here!)

Content: SNOWBAZ BEING FLUFFY IN A LAKE AT MIDNIGHT

Warnings: none (implied smut, cursing)


Moonglade

(n) The track of moonlight on water.


No one would spot us out here.

The lake water glided across my skin like ink, thick and cool. It slipped through my fingers as I swam out to Simon, floating on his back with his eyes closed. The night was heavy around us.

Like always, light had found him. He was bathed in the silvery glow of the moon, reflecting off his wet skin.

I splashed him. “Why did you want to sneak out of my parent’s hunting lodge and go skinny dipping, again?”

He sat up, causing ripples in the dark water. Batted his eyelashes at me playfully. “Because you look so pretty in the moonlight, Bazzy.”

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You’re the One That I Want

Prompt by @ismill (BRO): The first lines of “You’re the One That I Want” by Lo-Fang. Thank you!!


BAZ

Goosebumps across my shoulder and fire wherever his lips touched my skin.

I tipped my head down to brush against Snow’s temple, across the bridge of his nose, across his cheekbones. I could taste the freckles.

// I’ve got chills //

We clung onto each other, swaying to the music moving through our flat like molasses. It was at some indeterminate time between sunset and sunrise where reality always melted away and it was inky black out. It was all dreams of red wings and curls the color of butter.

No one told us to go to bed anymore, since we’d moved in together, so nights and days slipped between us like water, and we were so happy.

But then we ended up doing ridiculous stuff like this, dancing in the moonlight to some surreal violin piece I’d found on an old record. I couldn’t really tell if we were moving or if we were standing still, him warming me up and me cooling him down.

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