Reverend Raen

Sympathy for the Devil

written for @carry-on-big-bang with art from @ic3que3n

20k, complete, rated: M, tags: past and implied rape/non-con (not between Simon and Baz), extreme disassociation, not Mage-friendly, alcohol as a coping mechanism, victim blaming, self victim-blaming, heavy angst, angst with a happy ending, getting together, political marriage, please please please read the tags in full on ao3

Simon desperately wants to fix the mistake he made when he gave his magic to the Mage, hoping that the transfer would kill the Humdrum once and for good. And it did, at the cost of expelling all magic from the World of Mages. 

The sudden lack of magic loosened the Mage’s grip on power. With Simon’s help, the Mage devised a plan to try and bring magic back, but, three years later, nothing they’ve done has worked. Instead, the Mage is using Simon to help strengthen his political position by making him sleep with influential mages, both as reward and blackmail. 

It's an exhausting existence, especially since, other than the Mage and his men, the only people who know what Simon’s become are those who share his bed. He doesn’t want to be this person, but he also doesn’t know where else to go, and who might be forced to take his place if he were to escape.

Then, Baz breaks into Simon’s hotel room.

Brim hat design for Tetia based on her desire to have a hat with two cones! The brim is made of clouds like her special spell, and a Brush Buddy plus Brush Bully because I love them ❤️ I also painted her hair using the same brush as the Starry Night Coco dress. Her curly waves gave off that flowy Van Gogh vibe✨

The hours long painting videos, HD images and PSD Files will be DMed on the 5th of each month on Patreon.com.Yuumei

olruggio of the torch is his public persona. that's what this panel is depicting. it's an act, he's putting on a show. he's peeking out from behind the curtain.

this is olruggio of the torch.

in control.

suave.

aura farming.

this is olly.

the part of his performance that is clunky.

the whiner.

the savior.

unable to accept compliments about his magic.

bullied by small children.

olruggio of the torch is quite literally a mask.

Hello, it's been a long time!

I've been working on several projects, but they're all for fests, and two have to remain secret until September. 😔

But here's a snippet from my COBB fic (which should get posted next weekend):

“Oh. Hey, Niall, turns out Snow is here. Wait, were you two fighting?” Dev asks me suspiciously.

“We were just talking,” I lie, grateful for the fact that I can’t blush. Snow’s face is a worrying share of red.

“Hmm,” Niall hums, clearly unconvinced. “Snow’s got a red mark on his neck, and he’s all roughed up. I know you two don’t have the best record when it comes to getting along, but I thought you both agreed on this truce. I mean, why are you getting married, by the way? I know he’s a bloke, but you could have picked someone better.”

“Hey!” Snow protests. “For the greater good,” I reply, deciding that this is not the right moment to confess that I’ve been in love with Snow for almost a decade. I need to tell him first.

And here's a bit of my orufrey fic featuring trans Qifrey:

Olruggio did like touching him there. He liked touching Qifrey pretty much anywhere.

It was Olruggio who came up with the binding spell. He remembers the myriads of iterations of it. A little tighter, a touch bigger. The bandages that Qifrey used at the beginning were soon replaced by the snug fabric with Olruggio’s spell on it. He adjusted the seal so many times over the years, to make sure it would look flat without hurting Qifrey. He wonders now if his best friend lied to him. If he wears it too tight for the sake of being in a constant state of discomfort.

Olruggio even kept his binding spell going while they were in hospital and Qifrey was asleep, drawing the seal on the bandages to offer his friend the dignity that the doctors had taken away in his state of unconsciousness.

Tags and hellos below the cut.

Hey everyone! Thanks for the Wednesday tag, @fiend-for-culture, and thanks folks for the tags on Sunday. It is neither Wednesday nor Sunday, but I thought I’d pop on and share!

I’ve posted two fics since I last did a WIP update! Love in the Time of Back Aches, an indulgent friends to lovers firstprince fic in which I gave Henry my period awfulness, and Heavy Are the Hands That You’re Free to Slip Right Through, a Shrinking season one AU featuring Baz and Malcolm and Fiona. (And Simon gets a shoutout, because it felt wrong to omit him entirely.)

As for what I’m working on right now, I have two snowbaz oneshots with strong concepts that I want to tackle at some point. I’m also, admittedly, thinking ahead to Carry On Countdown and firstprince week… which are both at least two months away, but I like having prompts to work with. And in the case of Countdown, I feel like I might wanna write most of my oneshots in October-November because in December, we’re going to be inundated with RWRB things galore. I guess we’ll see, food for thought, etc etc.

That was quite the preamble, leading up to the statement that I’m currently writing a silly 3 + 1 jayvik fic. Sentences below:

“Are you… dyeing your hair?”

Viktor pouts, setting his brush down and moving on to the next handful of hair. “Violet told me this is standard protocol in the wake of a breakup.”

Jayce startles a bit. Embarrassingly, his first thought is Viktor’s breaking up with me, nevermind the fact that they’ve been strictly friends for three years. Friendship breakups are a thing, okay?

“You never told me you were seeing someone.”

“I’m not.” Viktor raises an eyebrow. It’d be more effective if he didn’t have black smudges all over his forehead. “Professor Nells didn’t give me the override for Quantum Physics II, apparently because I am attempting to ‘rush my degree.’ The degree should proceed at my pace, not vice versa, no? Quantum Physics I would be a…”

“Waste of your time,” Jayce supplies.

“I thought that would be overly aggressive, but yes.”

“That sucks, man. Still not a breakup.”

“I’m applying for a different advisor. Technically speaking, a relationship ended today.”

Holy cow, this post got long. Love y’all and stay cool in the heat. Tags under the cut. ❤️

Stitches and Sentences

Thanks for the recent tags @thewholelemon and @leithillustration. It's been a while since I've posted an update, but I figured I might as well since the month is almost over and I posted some pretty elaborate art this month.

In case you missed it: * Pride Month Proposal * The World's Cutest Lemonade Stand for @thewholelemon's birthday * Snowbaz Meets Rainbow! (Rainbow *loved* this so much. It made me very happy.)

Some doll previews and some thoughts on sentences under the cut if you're interested.

Six Sentence Sunday

Hello honey bees! Happy last Sunday of Pride Month! how are you? It's been a while. I feel like I've been on a mental roller coaster, not because of anything I can put my finger on but just because that is how it is sometimes, but I also feel like I'm starting to settle out in a positive way. Here's hoping.

I've been traveling and instead of doing useful things like unpacking or doing laundry, I was thinking about Simon making fun of Baz's terrible date at the British Museum from Carry On, and started wondering--what if he'd said that out loud instead of in his head? What would that change?

Then I took out a copy of the ebook from the library and started rewriting that entire section of Chapter 60 just for fun. We'll see if I can keep my inspiration going or if it evaporates once I figure out what time zone I'm in and what day it is.

Tags and snippet below. Pink is copy/paste canon, which I've been incorporating throughout.