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come in from the cold

@iamamythologicalcreature

It takes a lot of effort to find balance without benefit of solid ground. // Jodotha // She/Her // Tragic writer with a sob story // I also draw things // HIGHLY ENTHUSIASTIC FANGIRL (you have been warned) // Current escapist obsession: Snowbaz (Simon Snow Trilogy) // Occasionally NSFW // Accepting messages from real people // and DMs on Discord from mutual server buddies
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WIP Wednesday

Hello again for yet another fantastic wipsday. Thank you @monbons for tagging me, you're so loyal.

Work has been crazy, so I haven't had a ton of time to write, but I'm hoping to get some done tonight actually. (I had a job interview today!) This fic is so much fun to write, and I find it comes really easily. As everyone knows, I'm writing this fic as a gift to @valeffelees (my best friend) (my soulmate) in an attempt to make him smile, so it's really cool to see so many other people gaining an interest in this one! I guess the fandom was starved for omegaverse. Well, without further ado - eat up.

Warning: this fic is rated E and this snippet reflects that rating. Proceed with horny caution.

A feverish growl tears itself from Baz’s throat. He’s never cared for dynamics before, designations that mean little in today’s world. He’s never been in rut, has never felt the primal need to fuck something until it bears the fruit of his seed. It’s primitive. Base. Beneath him. He feels it now, though. Snow’s head whips over his shoulder and he makes eye contact for the first time. He’s bloody gorgeous like this, Baz thinks distantly. Snow’s face is flushed a beautiful dark red, his cheeks stained with tear tracks. He can see more tears welling up in those blue, blue eyes, desperation taking shape. At the sight of an alpha, Snow loses his goddamn mind. Baz bears witness as Simon whines, long and loud. He pushes the sheets with his clenched fists, thrusting his hips backwards, trashing and reckless. Another blast of pheromones hits Baz, making his fangs pop. Fuck. Tears spill past wet eyelashes and follow the trail of those before, falling in fat drops down ruddy cheeks. “Alpha,” Snow cries.

I'll swap back to Simon's POV for the next one! Tags and hellos:

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Thank you @monbons for the tag this morning! Your spirit week outfit is brilliant and I'm counting the days until your next chapter of The Boy Next Door. I've only got one true WIP at the moment, but that doesn't mean I didn't take progress pictures of my other makes with the intention of posting on WIP Wednesday.

I'm currently working on a cardigan using yarn that I bought from my trip to NYC last month. One skein turned out to be the entirely wrong weight of yarn, so I'll need to buy another one soon. Luckily, it's a widely available brand that I should be able to get locally. I thought to use my adorable stitch markers for a change!

I finished the last sweater I was working on and it's so soft and cozy. It's perfect for the dreary days we've had over here!

I also finished a dress for Little Purple's first skating competition this weekend! Since she'll be skating to Long Live by Taylor Swift, I drew upon her dresses for inspiration. It took 25 hours of sewing and gluing and she feels like an ice princess when she wears it! It was an absolute labor of love. Fun fact: I used 6,360 rhinestones that I glued on individually!

Now starts the mad dash to Halloween, which I haven't even started (thoughts and prayers).

No pressure tags and hellos below!

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monbons

WIP Wednesday

It is spirit week at my school and the kids have been wild. With that said, today was dress like your favorite book character day. While I own the infamous Baz Pitch floral suit, I never turn down a day to wear jeans. So, I dressed as my favorite character’s favorite instead.

No one recognized my character or my book, despite hanging up the art by the awesome @biellepics in my classroom as a reference. With that said, I’ve been promoting these books nonstop since the beginning of the year and a few freshman finally seemed intrigued enough to borrow a copy from my library today!

Below the cut is a bit of Baz POV from Chapter 5 of The Boy Next Door. If you haven't started reading the fic yet, you really shouldn't read the preview. You don't deserve it. For those who are all caught up, please contain your excitement about what might be happening this chapter...

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mooncello

Thank you for the tags today @thewholelemon, @monbons and @fiend-for-culture. I wasn't going to post today, but I'm running on five hours of sleep, was in meetings all day, and I could use some joy. What is more joyous than these two staring at me while I work?

And I realized: I've finally reached the chapter where they wear these outfits! These dolls are, of course, @monbons creations. I know she already shared them on tumblr, but they are brilliant and precious and worth re-sharing. I LOVE THEM.

Here is a little snippet from chapter 6 that features Niall's fit. This one is for all my fellow fashion nerds. 🩵

Dev POV

I look over at Niall who is examining his outfit in the mirror on the back of the door, adjusting his collar and smoothing fabric over shoulders. He’s wearing a white turtleneck under a heavyweight, long-sleeve polo with thick blue and white rugby stripes. It has a hand stitched crest of some non-magical boarding school’s crew team on the right side. The shirt is another one of his charity shop finds. It’s posh as fuck. But on him, it looks fresh and sporty and unexpectedly subversive. The juxtaposition of Niall’s lanky, bony limbs in the preppy style unlocks something wild and ravenous inside of me. It alters my brain chemistry. I can’t stop staring. Tonight he’s tucked the layered shirts into a pair of white shorts that show off the length of his legs, and matched with white crew socks and white canvas high tops. His hair is a mess of copper waves, and he’s been sipping off my bottle of bourbon, so faint stripes of pink curve along his cheekbones.

Dev so thirsty.

Okay, but please appreciate the exquisite sewing details of this shirt. @monbons made each stripe individually! And the stripes perfectly line up. Sometimes, when I'm feeling really stressed, I'll just stare at the perfect lines of this shirt because it's so gd soothing. Also, his hair.

catch up on the fic here.

(in addition to the BEST DEV & NIALL DOLLS ever, @monbons also recently started a new fic. it's so very beautiful. you can read it on ao3.)

hellos and tags under the cut!

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Happy WIP Wednesday everybody! Thank you @monbons and @thewholelemon for the tags today and @blackberrysummerblog and @run-for-chamo-miles on Sunday!

It's been more than a while since I've posted a fic update because I took a little break from writing.

However! I worked on my normal/university AU this week and was able to write about 3k words as I restructured and edited and rewrote basically the whole thing. (It's a mess but I'm trying.)

BUT more importantly, after a chat with @iamamythologicalcreature yesterday (who was so incredibly helpful, seriously thank you so much) I started working on my COTTA Regency fic which I am really loving even though it was born less than 24 hours ago. So, here's some of that for you from Baz's POV ❤️

“I’m well, thank you. And you?” I ask Gareth, out of politeness in absence of interest. He seemingly can’t tell my attentions lay elsewhere as he fills me in on the mundanity of his life. My eyes continuously flick to Salisbury who appears to be cataloguing my every breath. Hell and the Devil. I thought I had imagined the way he used to look at me but clearly not, if his current examination is anything to go by. “Salisbury, I’ve been looking for you.” A young man finally breaks Salisbury out of his study of my features and a gorgeous smile graces his perfect face. I forego the need for air as I watch him.
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monbons

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @thewholelemon! I am so excited for your CORB fic and the accompanying art—it includes so many of my favorite things!

It has been so rainy over here. So the Little Bons and I have been keeping busy with indoor projects: writing, drawing, and sewing. As a result, I am happy to report I can see the light at the end of the tunnel in terms of The Boy Next Door. I have drafts of the last two chapters finished and they’re off with the betas!

In the meantime, have a snippet of chapter 3 below the cut, featuring a very helpful Shep.

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WIP Wednesday

Happy October! Today is my anniversary & my littlest lemon's birthday--clearly we love October around here. He was born at 11:45pm because he has to steal the show at all times. Even at the moment I thought, at least I have practice remembering the date. Efficient.

But before I go attempt to turn a pile of rods into a loft bed for a birthday present, I wanted to come share a first sneak peek of my @carryon-reverse-bang fic. I'm so excited about this fic and about the collaboration--I really lucked out and I'm so happy for you all to see it (eventually). It's probably going to be a long one-shot and going to have some of my favorite things to imagine for these two: older Snowbaz, established relationship, surviving being parents together.

Below the cut, tags and mild cursing by a toddler and unauthorized napping.

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Let's Pretend for a Second it's Still Wednesday

I know it's not technically Wednesday, but my Wednesday ended up going in all kinds of directions I had not anticipated, so we're pretending for a second. Mental time travel.

I'm working on four different projects right now. I know, I know, but they're collaborations, and collaborations are my very favorite way to create things. Seriously, I've been looking forward to this stuff all year!

Three of those projects are for @carryon-reverse-bang. I get to work with three extremely cool and talented writers, and it's so much fun getting into the projects with them.

These snips are from the sketches I initially posted for the fest. We'll see what happens going forward XD

I'm also working on something for @carryonthroughtheages. (Which, btw, if you haven't noticed, is in ONE MONTH!) I'm not going to share a clip from that because there isn't much I could share that wouldn't give it all away. I'm very excited, though. Also nervous. Mostly excited.

Personal update: In between art endeavors, I've been very busy. Just made a huuuuge life change uh... exactly two weeks ago. I'm still adjusting to that and it's taking a lot of time, energy, and spoons. But I think/hope it will all be worth it. Also hoping to find my presence on Tumblr again after being a bit absent of late. Missed you all!

Since Wednesday is past, I'm going to tag all the awesome people who have tagged me even though I've been super absent the past couple of months! (Under the cut)

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cutestkilla

It's Wednesday, I'm taking my kids to the fair today and also: I shockingly have something to share again even though it seems to be a quiet Tumblr day today. (Maybe you are all at the fair too?)

I posted Chapter 6 of Hiding Out in the Open on Monday (@artsyunderstudy's birthdayyyyy which I think everyone in this fandom can agree deserves so much celebrating - HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEEK ASHTON), and when I did I committed to posting Chapter 7 VERY SOON too. Mainly because as so often happens to me, things mushroomed and so the end of the forthcoming Ch 7 is really where I wanted to get to in the story. And the good news is: it's done! I've sent it to my tremendous beta readers and I'm feeling pretty good about it.

Anyway, have some of it:

“Snow…” I say with trepidation. Because there’s a bloody dryad standing there. She’s slight, with smooth green skin and spindly limbs emerging from a lacy, black puff sleeve dress. Her look, which I can only describe as lolita goth, includes a black corset and black granny boots, and her hair looks like what would happen if one styled a giant black clematis flower into a mod bob. She looks pointedly at the sign—“MEMBERS ONLY £10”—that sits on the little table she’s set herself up behind.  “Just, wait here,” he replies. He slips his hand out of mine and walks up to the table. “Um, are you”—he pulls a slip of paper out of his pocket and reads from it—“Viticaulis?” “Please,” the dryad says, “call me Vee.” (With the way Snow butchered her full name I can understand why.) She smiles up at him inscrutably. “What do you seek?” “Um, I think I’m on the list?” He shoves his hands in his pockets. “Simon Snow?” “I know who you are,” she says placidly. Then she smirks in my direction. “Funaria wasn’t kidding, your bloodeater is handsome.” She gestures toward a heavy set of velvet curtains. “You are both welcome to enter.” “Uh, thanks,” Simon mumbles, grabbing me by the wrist.  “Where are we, Snow?” I hiss. “Why does she know—” “Just—” He yanks me past the dryad, who winks at me, and through the curtains. “See for yourself.”

Tags and hellooooooos to everyone!

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WIP Wednesday: Kitten Edition

Shush there's still fifteen minutes of Wednesday in my time zone...

Thank you to @whatevertheweather for the tag! (Can't wait to read more of your story!) And thank you to everyone who's continued to tag me in wipsday stuff even though my ability to reblog and such is somewhat limited right now. Means a lot to me. <3

Sooo as much as I'd like to share little art bits with you, this is going to be more of a life update. But with bonus kitten pics.

Here's what I'm up to these days:

  1. In case you haven't heard, @carryonthroughtheages is happening! I'm very excited to be working on such a cool event. It's everything my snowbaz-lovin', history-nerd heart could wish for.
  2. I am working on art! It's just that I can't post any snippets because it's concept art for @carryon-reverse-bang. So it's shhhh secret.
  3. I'm moving. Like. Many thousands of miles away from my current location. It's going to keep me pretty busy for the next 2-3 months, but please keep tagging me in stuff if you have the room. When I can pop onto Tumblr, I love seeing what everyone is doing!
  4. One other project that's very special to me.... KITTENS! (See below.)

All other projects are on hold for now, but not abandoned! (I'm very attached to them.)

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter

*Yes, the gray one is totally laying on top of the orange one and pinning him down in that first pic. Orange dude seems okay with it.

I got some new foster kittens! They're about 9 weeks old or so, and have had a pretty rough time of it. They're still pretty afraid of people, including me, but I'm making progress. They needed to be dewormed, but now that that's done, I expect they'll become more and more themselves quickly.

More info under the cut, plus the whole naming conundrum:

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I have a lot to say about this but I'm not going to say most of it because I'm actually so so sleepy, but it's very important that I post anyway because guess who finally has a full draft of Musical Chairs.

It's all there. All the pieces. Have been connected. Edits need to be made but none of them are 'oh god why won't this work I need to rewrite this whole thing oh god,' they're just normal goddamn edits. I've thrown it at the betas, and now to conclude the cherished tradition of me endlessly posting about this fic almost being done, y'all get one last such WIP snippet, and then I'm going to bed and no one's seeing another word until the fic is posted.

“You’re a peach,” Shepard said as Baz agreed to split the last shot on the tray with him, and Baz rolled his eyes up to the ceiling. ”Why have you chosen comparing me to food as the hill you want to die on?” “Sorry,” Shepard answered with a furrowed brow. “I think I’m hungry.” Baz took the full shot himself. Shepard wailed. Their relationship was a fascinating study all on its own, though admittedly Penny was only looking at it so hard in search of cracks through which Shepard might be reachable.

Tags under the cut <3

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WIP Wednesday

Hey everyone! I've finally got something to post for you, and I'm very excited to share it. First of all, thank you so much to @monbons, @roomwithanopenfire, and @youarenevertooold for tagging me! And everyone else that tagged me last week! Okay, before I share the snippet, I have an announcement to make. This fic is COMPLETE!!!! I'll be posting it on Simon's birthday, so be on the lookout! This will be my second time posting a fic in this fandom, and I can't wait to see everyone's reactions to it! Until then, a teaser.

A cool hand gently cups Simon’s jaw. Baz tilts Simon’s head to the side, and then the other. Simon lets him, lets Baz see him in any light he chooses. He’s aching for a response, some kind of reaction from his boyfriend to show that this fragile thing between them is intact for another day. Finally, Baz whispers, “And here I thought you couldn’t get any more perfect.” And it’s like Simon can breathe again.

And there we have it! For the rest of this fic, it'll be posted on Friday! No pressure tags and hellos:

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monbons

WIP Wednesday

I've been keeping busy making more SnowBaz fan art dolls this week. If tiny boudoir Simon has not crossed your dash yet, please find him here. He is adorable. I make them in matching sets, so below is Baz of Only Creatures fame by the amazing @emeryhall.

Much like writing, doll making comes with its own ups and downs. I always stage the poses 2D before I start sewing and stuffing things to get an idea of how things will turn out. Here was the plan for the next set. Can you guess the fic?

However, sometimes the final product does not play nice. Baz was supposed to be long and lean compared to Simon, but maybe he's too long and lean?? These are the exact same dimensions as Baz's Beard--Character, only this Baz is naked and his feet are pointed. Not sure what went wrong. I might take the legs off and try again.

Simon is also presenting problems, but that is mostly the fabric. To get a good skin tone, I had to buy a different brand that is not as high quality as the Baz felt. *Sigh.*

As for writing, this is likely my last preview/teaser for The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch. There is no good way to preview Chapter 14 or the Epilogue without spoiling my own story. Enjoy a bit of Chapter 13 below the cut.

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Good morning! Thank you @monbons (love seeing your doll making process pics), @orange-peony (I'm loving your accidental baby acquisition fic) & @messofthejess (looking forward to chapter 2 of Camp Watford!) for the tags! School ended on Friday and this is the first week of Camp Mom, so I haven't gotten much drawing done. I've managed to make some progress on my cardigan. It's been a slow process now that one row is 200+ stitches. I've done one of four buttonholes and added 2 3/4" of length. I really like posting this weekly so I can see how far I've come because it doesn't feel like I've done much from day to day. I might start adding buttons as I go, for funsies.

Tags and hellos below!

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best--dress

WIP Wednesday

Thanks @rimeswithpurple for tagging me today! And ty to everyone who's been tagging me for the past weeks <3 I've been missing interacting with this community so much. I've had a rocky few weeks with the school year wrapping up - I kind of feel like I'm failing at everything right now - and I haven't been able to keep up with everyone's posts and fics as much as I'd like. I did get a chance to catch up a little bit last night, though, and I am so looking forward to my first week of summer vacation when I'll be laying in bed reading everyone's lovely new fics and catching up on the longer ones I haven't had a chance to finish. (Eight more days of school...)

Oh, and I ran into my ex on my way home from the laundromat Monday night, and we had an emotionally exhausting two-hour conversation, mostly on the sidewalk in front of the laundromat. Happy Pride!

In the meantime I've been continuing to write my COBB - I am slightly daunted by how much I still have to write (and edit - oh god), but I'm hanging in there. I loved writing this scene of Agatha & Penny peering into the future in Penny's crystal ball. A snippet from Agatha POV:

“Can I try?” I ask. “Try what?” Penny says. “Reading your fortune.” “Do you know how?” I shrug. “How did you learn, anyway?” “Oh, I read the manual.” Si laughs. I sit up and position myself opposite Penelope. “Go on, let me try. Do you have to shake it or anything to clear the last fortune?” “It’s not a Magic 8 ball,” she scolds me. Then she sighs. “Just…gaze into the mist. Don’t touch it. Let it unfold.”
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cosmicalart

Somehow I've gone from not drawing in about three years, to that being all I wanna do, so today I have some current art pieces I'm working on. With zero context for either of them, just trust the process.

Why I've been really into backgrounds right now idk.

no pressure tags under the cut

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WIP Wednesday

HI everyone!! It's been a while. I've been stupidly busy lately, but I'm still here and still lurking. Thank you so much to @bookish-bogwitch, @mooncello, @monbons, and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for tagging me!

This is an excerpt from my Wing Fic, which I am proud to announce finally has a title! "Learning What I Know So Well" is coming along well. I finally figured out a title, plot, and structure... so, you know, all the parts you need to tell a story. Anyway now that I've got the framework figured out, writing it is a lot easier than just writing scenes and hoping for the best. Well, without further ado, here we go!

BAZ

The taut lines of Simon Snow’s shoulders bulge as he pulls them together and apart, again and again. Powerful cords of muscle dance under his skin. He’s started sweating, and I watch as it drips down the delicious cut of his body. (He’s gorgeous.) Still, despite how hard he pulls, the mighty wings affixed to his back whip up a vicious wind storm and his feet remain firmly on the ground.  I know he’s frustrated. I’d know it even if I couldn’t read the frown on his face, even if I couldn’t see how much tension he’s always holding on to. This is the third time this week we’ve tried flying, and the third time this week he’s failed.  “Snow,” I call out softly. We need to stop before he gets too far into his own head. “Come on, Snow. Let’s go back inside.” “No,” he says. He doesn’t elaborate. (He doesn’t need to.) (Not with me.)

That's it for this time around. Thank you again for tagging me! No-pressure tags: @valeffelees, @youarenevertooold, @roomwithanopenfire, @thewholelemon, @iamamythologicalcreature

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