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Lily | she/they | College Student | IL46 on AO3 | I write fanfic and reblog things
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Six Sentence Sunday

It's been an... interesting week, to say the least. Also I am sick and my nose is stuffy. Nevertheless, I have been writing this week! I hoping to be able to post the next chapter of The Way We Are within a week or so, and I've been working on a few things for the Carry On Countdown (we'll see how that turns out lol).

Because I'm so far ahead of writing this fic than sharing in, in an attempt to avoid spoilers here's six out-of-context sentences, see if you can spot the connection, and let me know which one speaks to you.

1. If it was only the red vest, I could handle it, but there’s also the hat. 2. She reaches across for the yellow envelope, grinning like the cat who caught the canary. 3. He’s wearing a green floral shirt and is at a table with three other vampires. 4. It's the same photo [REDACTED] sent me earlier, but this time it’s edited in the dark blues of Twilight, with glitter colouring our skin. 5. She’s got her feet kicked up on my coffee table, black boots scuffing the wood. 6. A white label reads AB positive.
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Six Sentence Sunday

Hi! Thanks for the tags @monbons and @artsyunderstudy!

I've actually been writing this week which means I finally feel like I can share again. Also peep the new banner, it matches the new green of the rest of my account. (Just don't look too closely at the flower, i drew that really quickly and i think the green ruined it but oh well).

I have some ideas that I want to do for the COC! Thinking of ideas for short fics has been really fun and refreshing. I don't have anything that feels solild enough to share yet, but just know i've got something cooking.

And I've been writing (oh so slowly) more of The Way We Are, mine and @alexalexinii 's COBB. I hope to post the 3rd chapter soon! Here's a snippet from that (i honestly have no idea which parts i've shared before, so if you've seen this already shhhh no you didn't):

“Can I get you anything?” comes a voice from the kitchen. I turn to find the redhead who opened the door standing with a glass of dark red blood in her hand. My fangs itch behind my gums. Human blood. “No, thank you,” I say, voice clipped. “You sure?” she asks again. “Could get you water? Blood? Tea?” “What kind of blood is that?” I ask, words leaving my mouth in a terrified rush. (It’s a stupid question—I know it’s human.) “Not sure,” she clicks her tongue. “I think it’s… B positive? I can check if you have allergies.”

Next chapter i start throwing the OCs I made for this fic into the mix. i hope people like them!

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Beta Reader: @monbons

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply 

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Alternating POVs, Normal Simon Snow, Vampire Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch, Vampire Hunter Simon Snow, Meet-Cute turns into meet-ugly, Vampires, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shame, Self-Discovery, Getting Together, Blood Drinking, and sure like vampirism as a metaphor for queerness or whatever

Summary:  Baz and Simon meet in a coffee shop not knowing that one of them is a vampire and the other a vampire hunter. After a tense encounter, both of them are left with questions about who they are and their morality. And as if that’s not enough, neither of them can stop thinking about the other…

Chapter Count: 2/8

Word count: 11.5k (est. 35k)

Art:

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Six Sentence Sunday

Hello everyone! It's been so long since I've done this, thanks to @monbons @drowninginships @blackberrysummerblog @rimeswithpurple and @run-for-chamo-miles for tagging me today and thanks to everyone for tagging me over the past several weeks. I haven't had much time to write or interact with fandom very much since school started, but I do appreciate being tagged, even if I can't respond as much as I'd like too.

I told myself I wasn't going to post any more of The Way We Are (my COBB with @alexalexinii ) until I finished writing the 7th chapter, but the 7th chapter is taking way too long, and I'm hoping that maybe posting the next chapter will reignite my love for this fic, and I was never planning on the time between chapters being so big.

Anyways, here's six sentences of the very soon to come 2nd chapter! (I hope I haven't shared these before)

“And there was no way I could catch him!” I cry, certain that Penny isn’t really listening. She had her mobile out before I started talking to her so she probably hasn’t even noticed me speaking. She’s messaging Shepard probably. She’s always messaging Shepard. Sometimes I wish I did come with her on her American trip, just so I could have met Shepard too. (Then maybe I could text him and ignore Penny. Show her how it feels.)

I am SO excited to share more of this fic, and even tho I'm definitely hitting a bit of a wall trying to write the ending, I'm looking forward to letting more of it out in the world

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Happy Sunday everyone!! Thanks for the tags @hushed-chorus @monbons and @aristocratic-otter <3

In case you missed it, I posted the first chapter of The Way We Are, my COBB with @alexalexinii on Friday!! This was the first collaborative event I've done for this fandom and it's been so much fun. I'm so excited to share the upcoming chapters and art of this fic 💗

It'll be a while before I post this as I want to finish drafting the whole fic first, but here's a snippet from the upcoming second chapter:

Nico's complexion is pale—but not ashy like mine. As I size him up, he does the same to me, running his eyes up and down. He snorts. “What?” I say, then instantly regret it. I can’t let him get to me. “You look like a vampire.” “No, I don’t,” I snap—it’s a knee jerk response really. “Oh come on,” Nico says. “Widow’s peak? Dark hair? Even the shape of your nose screams Dracula. Not to mention how grey your skin is. You’re already failing to convince me.” “Convince you of what?” I ask, crossing my arms.  Nico narrows his eyes. “You’re Fiona’s boy, yes.” I grimace—I’m not Fiona’s anything—but I nod anyway. “Here to convince me I can be just as healthy drinking rats and deer?” Nico asks. “You’re off to a bad start.” “I haven’t even said anything yet,” I say, drawing up defensively. “You’re grey,” Nico says, looking me over again. “Why would I want to be grey?”
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alexalexinii

The Way We Are is finally live!!

So excited to show it to you guys! @roomwithanopenfire has done an awesome job and I’m so happy to collaborate with her for this COBB!

Here’s the art for chapter 1 with more art from me to come in future chapters 👀

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Beta Reader: @monbons

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply 

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Alternating POVs, Normal Simon Snow, Vampire Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch, Vampire Hunter Simon Snow, Meet-Cute turns into meet-ugly, Vampires, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shame, Self-Discovery, Getting Together, Blood Drinking, and sure like vampirism as a metaphor for queerness or whatever

Summary:  Baz and Simon meet in a coffee shop not knowing that one of them is a vampire and the other a vampire hunter. After a tense encounter, both of them are left with questions about who they are and their morality. And as if that’s not enough, neither of them can stop thinking about the other…

Chapter Count: 2/8

Word count: 11.5k (est. 35k)

Art:

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WIP Wednesday

I'm a little late today but not too bad. Thanks for the tags @rbkzz @monbons @cccloudsss @rimeswithpurple @talentpiper11

and @thewholelemon! I'm so happy to see everyone's working on!!

I'm still slaving away over my COBB. Have I made very much progress lately? No. But I've been thinking a lot about it so that's got to count for something. Things kind of feel like they're going crazy in my life lately, but maybe next week I'll have some solid rest time and writing time. I'm in desperate need of a long hard sleep.

Here's a bit of Simon - Fiona interaction:

“Eat faster.” “Gah!” I flinch, pulling my plate away from Fiona, who wasn't at this table seconds ago. (How does she keep getting my flat?) “I don’t want your food,” Fiona says, but instantly negates this by plucking a chip off of my plate. I fight back a growl. Penelope says I switch into rabid dog mode the second someone touches my food. I put my plate on my lap and push the chair back, scowling at her. “Calm your tits, Snow.” Fiona leans back on the back legs of the chair. (I imagine her falling and cracking her head.) “Eat faster so you can get dressed.” “I am dressed.” “You’re not wearing blue jeans to hunt vampires.” “Why not?” These jeans are perfect for vampire hunting. Paired with my nice shirt, I look both good and biteable (being biteable is very important when it comes to catching vampires). 
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WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tags @monbons and @rimeswithpurple!

I've been having the best week creatively so far and I'm going to have Friday off. Which means I've the time free needed to both to write fanfiction and read the last chapters of @monbons's fic right when they drop. (Which if you haven't started reading yet, you really really should!!) Anyways, I figured I'd keep these good vibes going and share something I've written this week.

I'm starting on the fifth chapter of my COBB and I'm feeling pretty good about it. I've written every scene for this fic like two times—like I've written whole chapters and then just completely rewritten the entire thing. Which is Insane Behavior but the second versions have been so much better. But this fifth chapter is actually getting a decent start! I don't think I'll have to completely rewrite it. (Then again I've only written one scene of it so far, so there's still room for failure.)

Enjoy this little snip from the aforementioned Chapter 5. This was written on my first try! (and is probably more than I should share but like 🤷‍♀️)

“Simon!” Penelope shouts. “Open this door before I magic it open.” “Nghhh,” I groan. She can magickally open it if she wants to.  This blanket cocoon keeps me safe. Outside of it are the consequences of my own actions.  “Simon,” Penny continues. “You’ve been in there for four days! I’m coming in.” I hear a muttered Open sesame, and the creak of an open door. Footsteps sound across the floor and the blanket is ripped away from my head, exposing me to both cool air and consequences. “Hey!” I cry, reaching for the blanket. I must look a wreck because Penny’s face instantly softens. She releases her hold and lets me hide away again.  “Budge up.” She pokes my side until I make room for her on the bed. I don’t say anything as Penny’s face appears under the blanket with me. I don’t even look over at her. A ball of guilt pokes me in the chest. Penelope has let consequences into the blanket.
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Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday everyone and thanks for the tags @nausikaaa @monbons @you-remind-me-of-the-babe and @artsyunderstudy!!

This weekend I've finally had both the time and motivation to write—a marvelous occurrence when they both line up. I finally finished the 3rd chapter of my COBB, then decided I didn't want one chapter all Baz's POV and one chapter all Simon's and played scene tetris to get everything into chronological order instead. Which meant I ended up splitting all the scenes between 3 chapters instead of 2. So now I've finished 4/8 chapters of my COBB instead of 3/7, which feels distinctly better somehow even though it's the same word count 😂 Halfway there 🎉

Here's some Simon POV:

I don’t argue with Fiona as she leaves (taking my mug with her, still half full of tea). While I don't like it, if hunting with her one night is all I have to do to clear this up, I'll take it. I lean back against the fridge, letting my eyes fall closed and releasing a long sigh. Baz’s face fills my mind. Once this whole thing is sorted maybe I’ll be able to stop thinking about him. The Baz behind my eyes raises an eyebrow. Fat chance.

I really think once I finish Proof of Life and this fic I need to write a oneshot that stays a oneshot. I'm too long winded for my own good. Need a palate cleanser. Should write something under 10k again—it's been years.

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Wip Wednesday

Thanks for the tags @monbons @emeryhall @rimeswithpurple and @blackberrysummerblog! I'll be honest, I opened my laptop with every intention to write and zero intention to make a post, but... all the best laid plans.

I'm still feeling less than motivated about my COBB. Mostly just worried about me being able to pull everything off I'm trying to pull off and I'm getting so busy. But I'm trying to remind myself that I just have to clean up the first chapter, and the rest will come later.

Have this snip, because I actually kind of like it (but I don't love it).

“I can’t do it,” I whisper to Ivy, feeling the corners of my fangs poke between my lips, cursing how they make my voice sound.  “You can,” she repeats. “Just focus on the feeling of them. Imagine them sliding back up. You can control it, trust me.” I try. Feeling the others watch me out of the corners of their eyes, I try my hardest to pull them back in. Focus on the feeling.  “Think about how they feel coming out,” Ivy says helpfully. “And reverse it. Make them retract. You can control it.” I pull and push, feeling like I did as a kid when I’d practise raising just one eyebrow in the mirror. Moving parts of me that didn’t even know they could move. My eyes start to water with the efforts. But my fangs jerk up, shakily, and I hold on to that feeling. I try again. 
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Six Sentence/ Stitch Sunday

Happy Sunday everyone!! Thanks for the tags @monbons and @rimeswithpurple!

I've been super busy this week but have managed to do a tiny bit of writing/editing this weekend. I'm working more my COBB, going back and cleaning up the first chapter for the posting date as it creeps closer and closer.

Here's actually six sentences from the beginning of that chapter:

I don’t normally follow cute boys I meet in coffee shops home, but there was something about Simon. He literally ran into my table, knocking my coffee all over my school notes and only barely missing my laptop—I should have thought he was an imbecile.  But he was cute. That was hard to deny. I looked up over the soggy mess that was my notebook to find a golden haired boy with a sheepish smile. He insisted on buying me a new coffee and a sandwich and then we ended up talking.

I promise you this is only a meet-cute and nothing terrible will happen to them. Absolutely zero angst, you know me. All fluff. Only happiness. Would I lie to you?

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WIP Wednesday

Happy Wednesday everyone! I wasn't going to share but so many people did today and I want to join in on the fun!! Thanks for the tags @alexalexinii @artsyunderstudy @monbons @prettygoododds @you-remind-me-of-the-babe

@blackberrysummerblog @fiend-for-culture @shrekgogurt and @drowninginships!! I had so much fun reading what everyone was working on and I'm so excited for all of these WIPs!

I've been working (more or less) on my COBB. I've started my main summer job this week and haven't had as much time, but I'm slowly starting to tackle this last scene of chapter 2 that has been killing me. I need OCs for this fic, and this scene is one that is fairly OC heavy, and I am Not Confident in my ability to make up characters (that's why I write fanfiction lol). But I finally got some decent words on it yesterday, so there's hope.

Here's a bit that scene (Baz's POV), you guys can help reassure me that it isn't terrible:

Marjorie gave me her number before I left last night, and she texted me the meeting place—the actual bar being shrouded from view to avoid the eyes of Mages and Normals alike.  I spot her ahead of me. Her red hair loose at her shoulders, and her height increased by tall black heels that matched her short black dress. Perhaps she’s leaning into the vampire thing, I wonder, taking in her similarly black lipstick and winged eyeliner. “You excited?” Marjorie says, looking excited enough for the both of us, a broad smile appearing on her face as I approach. “It’s your first time!” She hip checks me and keeps up the smile. My hands are deep in my pockets, and I know if I pull them out I won’t be able to stop them from fidgeting. But her happiness is contagious enough, and I smile back a fraction, trying to relax

Special thanks to @fiend-for-culture for helping me with names. Marjorie would be GIRL NAME without her.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday!! Thanks for the tags @blackberrysummerblog @facewithoutheart @shrekgogurt @rimeswithpurple @thewholelemon unsexy line break to ward against the tag curse @monbons and @cutestkilla!! I love seeing what everyone's working on <3

Summer is underway for me! I've started working evenings and weekends at my local library again and I missed this job. Today I had to hunt down twelve books that had the wrong shelf location, very exciting stuff. And I've finally finished organizing all the children's book bins, which had been in disarray ever since I left for the school year.

Been writing and editing this week!! Here's a snippet from my COBB fic. (Context? What's that?)

“What the—?” she slides her laptop away and leans closer to me, beckoning me with a finger. “Where’d you get that? What the fuck happened?” I don’t move any closer. “What do you think? Figure it out yourself.” “Figure it out yourthelf,” Fiona mocks—the asshole and she darts out to grab my arm, pulling me in closer. “Let me look at it.” I shake her hand off of me—still too on edge for that. And I keep my mouth resolutely shut. “Say ‘Ahhh’” she says, tapping my jaw. “Fuck off.”

more under the cut because i have yet to learn brevity

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WIP Wednesday

Thanks to @monbons and @rimeswithpurple for tagging me! I don't always do the WIP Wednesday posts but I've been writing a lot this week, so I kind of want to share!

I'm finally almost done writing the second chapter of my COBB fic, I only have one scene left to write. I told myself these chapters would be less than 5k, but the second one is nearly 7k now so whoops. Here's a tiny contextless snippet from that (convo between Fiona and Baz):

“Tell him that rats aren’t so bad. It’ll be bad enough if the Coven finds out I’m with any vampire, let alone one that’s not a vegetarian.”

I scoff. “Can’t be a vegetarian if you drink rat blood.”

“Tell that to the Cullens.”

I had half a mind after that comment to refuse to go on principle (Fiona knows I hate Twilight jokes), but I can’t shake the part of me that wants to ask Nico why.

You can blame (or thank) @m1ndwinder for the Twilight jokes, she's encouraging me. (Also for some reason this is exactly 6 sentences, when I hardly can find exactly 6 for Sundays.)

I'm also working steadily on editing more chapters for Proof of Life! Taking a break from posting so I can get a bit more of a backlog, so if you haven't started reading it, now's your chance! Snippet for this will be under the cut—not because it's spoilery, but because the impact isn't the same without the 37+ words leading up to it. (I should take a page from @monbons's book and forbid you from reading it but 🤷)

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wip ask game: Vampire

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This one's funny to me because why is it called just vampire? I started this ages ago as a oneshot where Simon was a vampire hunter and Baz was still a vampire, then I couldn't figure out how to finish it and left it to rot in my google docs. Then I went back to finish it and realized it was going to be more than a oneshot. I'm using it for my COBB this year so that way it'll actually get done. Hesitant to share a ton so early (it's still very much early drafts and things will probably change) but have this tiny snip from the very beginning, which I really did write ages ago.

“Come in, come in,” Simon says, pushing open the door to his flat. 

And I’m thankful for the easy invitation. It’s nice to not have to stress about these kinds of things. Crossing the threshold easily, I enter Simon's flat. 

Pain punches me in the gut. 

I double over.

The pain begins to spread through my entire body, sinking under my skin and into my bones. It’s a similar sting to the buzz of silver or crosses but throughout my whole being. 

I am not wanted here.

The realization courses through me and I can’t stay in this place any longer. But when I turn for the door, I find that Simon’s already shut it behind him.

“You’re a vampire,” he says, voice hard and cold. All the friendliness gone. “Fuck.”

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