SNOWBAZ

baz: uhhh, sure. yeah. i guess we are, snow.

baz: alexa play friends kiss too by danny and alex

simon:

baz:

simon snow simon snow salisbury snow scone boy dragon boy absolute nightmare baz pitch’s soulmate penny’s best friend agatha’s ex lucy’s son the mage’s heir the chosen one scone lover the only magical orphan

Okay. So like. I wasn´t even going to upload this because I feel like it´s ugly and messy as hell BUT it´s my boys birthday and I simply can not upload NOTHING. So here´s a very rushed sketch of Baz and Simon celebrating.

“bazpitch: He thought I was taking a picture of the view. What an idiot.”

OMGSSSSS

21. Medieval AU

When a prince stops by your doorstep in the middle of the night, you know something is wrong. 

Penny was, of course, not sleeping, but that did not mean that she wasn’t annoyed. Who knocks on your door at 1am anyways? She snapped her fingers, making the books and potions disappear and fixed her hair that was frizzing because of the potion brewing. She did a quick scan of herself, then opened the door with a huff.

“You better have a damn good reason for coming here–” She looked up to find none other than Baz Pitch, heir to the kingdom.

“Oh excuse me, your highness.” 

“Nevermind that. I need something.” Penny raises an eyebrow.

“What would someone like you want from me, a simple farmer?” Baz just rolls his eyes, obviously distressed. 

“Please. The whole kingdom pretty much knows you practice witchcraft. You’re hardly a ‘simple farmer.’“

“Fair point. Well then what are you here for. Going to burn me at the stake, are you?” Baz looks like he wants to punch something. He clenches his fists.

“No. Because I need you.” Penny starts to laugh. Baz looks startled.

“What could you, the second most powerful man on earth, want from a little witch?” 

“I need a cure for love.”

“A cure? Why the hell do you want to cure it?”

“Because.”

“So you want a spell that prevents you from falling in love. Do you realize how stupid that sounds?” Baz’s fists clench tighter.

“You don’t understand.” 

“You’re right I don’t understand.” Penny motions for him to come inside. She leads him to the kitchen, where she snaps her fingers and conjures two cups of tea. Baz looks impressed.

“I do know the cure for love, but that doesn’t mean I would wish it upon anyone. What it does to you…..” Penny shivers. “Why do you need it?” Baz shifts uncomfortably, pulling at the sleeves of his shirt.

“Well isn’t it obvious.”

“So you’ve fallen in love. Who cares? Most people don’t push it away, Basilton.” He takes a deep breath, seeming less like a prince than ever.

“It’s forbidden.”

“What’s forbidden?” 

“To love him.”

“That is the vaguest answer I have ever received, Basilton.” He huffs, running his hands through his hair. If someone made a prince such as Baz this worked up, they must some kind of superhero.

“He arrived in the cells less than a month ago. He wasn’t fighting, he just seemed to slouch in on himself, not talking to anyone. It was by the third night that I heard him crying. I started talking to him and–”

“Who is it?”

“–he had the most beautiful blue eyes and my father warned me to stay away from him and his family but…. I couldn’t.”

“Who is it Baz?” It might just be her imagination, but Baz looks like he’s about to cry.

“It’s Simon. Simon Snow. Rebel to the throne, second most wanted man, right after his father.” Penny suddenly bursts out laughing, not able to stop herself. Baz looks at her with confusion.

“How can you find this funny?”

“It’s just…. Simon? The person causing you to be so…. not yourself is Simon?” Penny snorts.

“What?”

“I have seen Simon cram ten scones in his mouth at once, he is hardly someone I’d find someone like you falling in love with.” Baz glares. 

“Do you have the potion or not?”

“I do.” There is a beat of silence where Baz waits expectantly.

“So… the potion?”

“I’m not giving you the potion.” Penny says, sipping the last of her tea. Baz stands up, his fists clenched.

“Why. Not?”

“Because Basilton. When you don’t love…. you’re no longer human. I don’t want to do that to you, or Simon.”

“Then what do you expect me to do?”

“Confront Simon. Tell him how you feel. If he doesn’t feel the same, you’ll just have to suffer through the heartbreak. If he does, then come back here again and I will help you.”

“Help me what?”

“Escape with him.” And it wasn’t until Penny offered that option that Baz realized how desperately he wanted it.