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I just got back from the beach where I got nothing done, but I saw family and that kept me very busy. I have a hot summer goal of getting a fic posted before the end of summer, because it's summer-themed. I can do this! But send me your best ice-cream-cone, sunshine, sand-and-sunscreen summer vibes just in case.
Tags and a snippet below the cut.
I know I haven’t known Simon long, but I’m taken aback by his tone. He stressed to me that we have to be polite to customers, that it’s a Snow’s Ice Cream Tradition---friendly service and all that. And also, like I said, Simon seems like a real surfer dude, very laid back. But right now he sounds like he wants to punch this guy in the face.
“Um…what can I get you?” I say, floundering, as Simon and Fancy Sunglasses keep staring at each other. My first customer, and I’m already screwing up!
“Ring him up first,” Simon repeats angrily.
“But why?” I whisper. “You said ring people up after they get their cone!”
“Not him!”
“It’s fine,” Fancy Sunglasses says to me. “I’ll pay.”
He looks at the list for a long time, longer than I’d expect someone to need to, while Simon huffs impatiently beside me.
“If you don’t mind, my break is coming up,” Simon finally growls.
“I can handle this if you need to take your break,” I offer.
“No,” they both say in unison, and Simon goes back to glaring.
Friends, I just got back from vacation and this is my last week of freedom before the school year begins anew. Please enjoy this image of SnowBaz on vacation with me.
Simon's outfit has been blurred for modesty. (Also, it would be a spoiler for what exactly I am doing for COC...)
Speaking of COC, an update below the cut!
I had big plans for my sewing this summer, and sadly, I fell short. BUT! In the spirit of accountability, here is a by-the-numbers of what I have accomplished.
Finished doll count: 24
This number hasn't changed, mostly because it reflects two sets of dolls: those that are fully done (assembled, dressed, photographed, and simply waiting on prompts to post), as well as dolls that are near done (waiting on a prop, shoes, or finished outfits). I am slowly moving dolls from near done to fully done.
Doll bits: 14
This number has climbed the most! It represents dolls that exist in whole or (more likely) in pieces, and have not yet made progress towards a completed scene in any real way. (See my pile of Simon pieces become a pile of Simon parts below!)
Dolls still left to make: too many (cries forever).
Realistically? I need a minimum of 23 to hit the 60 dolls target I set so I can have a pair for each day of COC, but given that my scene ideas keep evolving (aka getting more complicated), that number feels low.
In any case, for the sake of comparison and to put into context what a ridiculous feat this is all going to be: in 2024, across the whole year, I made 32 dolls. Then, in 2025, once again across the whole year, I made a grand total of 36 dolls. Both these totals include every single post from EGF (usually my first post of the year) through to COC (always my last series of posts). This year, I've made 26 dolls unrelated to my COC project in the first half of the year (some are duplicates... like I made three sets of these). Still, even if I don't finish COC, I've already doubled my usual yearly total. That's wild. And hopefully worth it. It's been so much work y'all!
Here's to one more week of letting my hobbies reign completely unchecked before I have to be an adult again. In the meantime, the doll factory would love to hear what you all have been up to!
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Thanks for tagging me last week @thewholelemon, @rimeswithpurple, @fiend-for-culture, @run-for-chamo-miles and @the-beard-of-edward-teach! I loved seeing all the amazing things you're working on!
I've finished my pinch hit fic for the jayvik RBB, and I'm still working on my collab with Pato (40k+ and going), but unfortunately I can't share anything from either until September.
In the meantime, I've started drafting my COC fic. I've had the mad idea of writing a fic that uses all the prompts with one chapter per day. I probably won't make it, but a woman can dream. Here's a little snippet:
“I bet you’re happy to see the back of me. Two blissful days without seeing my freckled face. Absolute paradise. A bed to yourself, so that you can spread out.”
“Snow.”
“And you get to eat on your own,” he continues, his cheeks flushing. “To go to bed without me keeping you up with my chatter.”
“Simon.” He stills, his blue eyes finally meeting mine. “You can come around. If you want.”
I've also been tinkering with the idea of a pregnancy jayvik fic.
“Do you?” Jayce asks, his voice low and tentative.
“Do I…what?” Viktor says, blinking.
“Want to have babies?” Jayce asks, wetting his lips. “A family.”
I have you, Viktor wants to say. You’re my family.
He knows Jayce considers him as such. He invites him to his mother’s house for every single celebration—Christmas, birthdays and Día de los Muertos—Viktor may not be a Talis by name, but he’s always invited to all of them.
He looks at Jayce, feeling his heart doing an odd little somersault in his chest as he confesses, “Yes. I…I would like to have my one family one day. To have a baby.”
Orufrey I E I 7K I Post-canon, established relationship, marriage proposal, fluff, trans Qifrey
Summary:
He always imagined Olruggio would get bored seeing him getting undressed, what with all the layers he always wears, and what an absolute faff it is to undo all the straps. But Olruggio not only doesn’t seem to mind, he actually likes helping him. Running his hands along the inside of Qifrey’s thighs before he starts slowly undoing the laces that keep his top fastened while Olruggio kisses him breathless. Gently sneaking his fingers under the collar of his top, his touch featherlight but mouth hungry as it leaves a trail of love bites on Qifrey’s pale skin while his top gradually comes undone.
No, Olruggio definitely likes this. He’s a patient man, after all.
Written (really late) for day 5 of @orufreyweek with the prompt "Secret."
A big thank you to my beta @raeny-day for helping me get this fic sorted.
And a huge thank you to @pato-roldnart, as always.
last month of summer! I'm trying to think of it more like: we have an entire month of summer ahead of us and not: summer is almost over. It's half-working.
I'm headed to the beach tomorrow to meet up with family but wanted to share a couple sentences that I wrote while I waited for Littlest Lemon during his swim lessons. Tags and snippets below the cut!
This is for my CORB that I am terribly late on from the beginning of the year. The final fic is going to need significant work to make it cohesive, given how fragmented my time spent with it has been, but sometimes tiny chunks of time is all we have and I'm hopeful I'll be able to stitch it together in a way that works. Right now I'm just focused on pushing through--kind of like crocheting a bunch of granny squares and hoping at the end you have enough and the colors work together. Thankfully @rimeswithpurple as my CORB partner gave me a great framework to help hold the story together!
Featuring some Baz-Agatha-Penny friendship, as well as a line lifted directly from our (not-Carry On!) source material:
“Simon volunteered for this, though,” Agatha reminds me. “He knew what he was getting into. Okay, maybe he didn’t know exactly, but he had some idea after meeting your family. He wants to marry you. He knows this is part of marrying you.”
I’m welling up already and Simon isn’t even here yet. “Any moment now, he’s going to look at me and think, ‘you’re so not worth it,’” I sniff.
Penny wraps her arm around me and leans her head on my shoulder, and Agatha takes a napkin from the stack of spares and blots under my eyes. “You really are,” Agatha tells me seriously. “Now let’s go pluck that unicorn’s tail so you can present Simon with his ceremonial headdress.”
Will the headdress stay? I don't know. It just made me laugh. I think next time I'll just give you all every ridiculous bracketed thing I need to go back and fill in (ex: {MAKE UP STRANGE MAGICKAL CUSTOM}), and we'll see if you all have any bright ideas.
until then, enjoy the first week of August and let me know what you're up to! And if you're not on the tag list and would like to be, let me know!
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I feel like simply calling JK Rowling a transphobe isn't strong enough anymore. Like. This is not your grandpa calling you by your deadname at a restaurant kind of transphobic. This is her wanting to eradicate all trans people (with an extra special hatred towards trans women specifically). This is her trying just that by personally funding transphobic hate groups with millions to push around laws in the UK. It is not hyperbolic to call her a dangerous, genocidal maniac.
It's not about cancelling a problematic writer. It's about literally trying to save lives by denying her as much money and power as possible.
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Good evening from me and my ancient cat/office assistant, who is aggressively impeding helping me type.
Hey, on Sunday I posted another microfic that I had hanging out in drafts. This one is a Mars House one. I do think I'm going to post all those microfics on ao3, I just don't want to lose them to the tumblr black hole.
I have a snippet because I am a writing writer who writes, okay? That's why. This is hot-goals-summer adjacent. I read this helpful tip about habit-building and how it helps to embody the identity you want to become when you're just starting out, instead of waiting until you are allowed to claim it. I am a writer. I am a runner. I finish books, I finish fics, I finish knitting projects. I do feel like it takes some pressure off. Instead of waiting for some magical moment when I transform into a writer, I can just be a writer and then ask myself--what would a writer do? Send me some good vibes that this keeps working.
Under the cut, tags, good vibes, and a summery snippet.
The taller one has wavy hair and jeans that look painted on—they can’t be comfortable in this heat, but he looks like he’s never broken a sweat in his life. He props his sunglasses on top of his hair—glossy, loose waves. How is he defying this humidity? I guess anything really is possible with enough money. His shirt’s buttoned halfway down his chest and he’s smirking at Simon already—Simon, who’s already fuming beside me. It’s like he walked in the door and pushed every button Simon has without even doing anything.
Finally, he looks over at me. “Who’s this?”
“Hi, I’m Shepard,” I say, smiling. “I’m from Omaha.”
“My condolences.”
any identities you want to claim without worrying about whether you've earned them or not? CLAIM THEM and also tell me what you think shep's favorite ice cream flavor is.
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