#egf2023

So, one of the great joys of re-reading a draft that has been sitting for a while is finding bits and pieces that still tickle my funny bone:

"Tell me about things that you’ve killed.” 

Simon laughs, confused. “Are you - does that get you off?”

“No,” Baz says frankly. “But it’ll keep me from jumping on your dick before I’m ready.”

Smut peddling tag: @erotic-grope-fest

My current baby is still Infinity In Your Chest Pocket. Chapter 3 is coming along smoothly. It should be up SOON (I'm sorry it took so long @ionlydrinkhotwater )

Snow looks like a lost puppy as he follows our group through the shopping center. Or really, follows my cousin.

It reminds me of fifth year, when we couldn't do anything without Snow sniffing around us like a blood hound. Baz was going out of his mind by Spring.

He'd come out to his family the prior summer, and while it hadn't gone terrible it also wasn't great. Uncle Malcolm tried to act like Baz had never opened his mouth. So, Baz kept his mouth shut at school. Niall and I knew, but that was it.

There were a few opportunities when Baz could have made a derisive comment to Snow about his stalking habits that year, but he never did. I've always suspected his attitude towards Snow. I know how Baz treats someone he detests, and his treatment of Snow is not that. Not that I’m dumb enough to point that out to him. 

Right now he's leading Snow around from shop to shop, acting like this is something we've always done together. As though Niall and I are just supposed to follow his lead.

Well, Niall does. They are best friends, and love shopping together. I'm more so here to carry their haul like some pack mull.

Snow has muscle, though, so when my arms start to get tired, I toss some bags his way. "Here, consider this your initiation to our group."

I swear I haven't abandoned Let's Avoid Spoilers, Darling either. The plot for this keeps shifting in my head. Originally, it was supposed to be very serious. But more and more ideas keep popping up in my head that border on crack. So I have to squash them routinely.

It’s locked. I growl, frustrated and try to turn the handle again. 

“Stop.” Baz whisper-hisses at me, getting in my personal space. 

“What are they hiding from us?” I demand. 

“I don’t know, but my future-self is going to hear us if you keep trying to force that door open.” 

Resigned, I let the door knob go. “So what do we do now?” 

Without answering, Baz grabs me by the elbow and pulls me back into the room we’re sharing. “Right now? Nothing. We can’t go sneaking around this house so openly.” 

“You think any of our future selves are going to leave us unsupervised long enough to sneak around except at night?” I ask. 

This forces Baz to pause, crossing his arms and bringing one hand up to his mouth. He does this sometimes, it’s one of his plotting faces, chews on the pad of his thumb while he thinks. 

My submission for EGF is also taking shape. Realistically, I wanted this to be a multi-chapter endeavor. But I think it's going to be a one-shot. We'll see.

I never thought that the hands that so deftly wield a sword, could be this delicate. The way Simon plucks my shirt buttons open with a smooth finesse is borderline hypnotic. He's gotten so good at it. If he really wants to, he can get a couple buttons undone without my noticing.

Normally, Simon is brute force and strength in everything that he does. But with me, it's the opposite. He treats me gently, reverently, just like I asked for when he decided to genuinely try.

When I finally feel the tips of his fingers on my newly exposed skin, it makes me shiver. The temperature contrast between us has my nerves feeling extra sensitive.

Finally, I had a random thought (and was then bribed by @ic3-que3n with their stunning artwork that I am willing to sell my soul for) to create a Witcher!SnowBaz AU. This is still in the planning process. I probably won't post anything for it until after EGF to balance my plate. So, it's just an outline for now.

Open the scene in a small desolate village at night with the streets empty 

Simon is in the middle of battling [insert dark creature] 

He defeats it easily with just a couple of scratches, nothing to be concerned about for him 

Payment is left outside the village leaders home - no words are exchanged 

Flashback Scene 

Simon on his first hunt with [insert Witcher Mentor] 

They’re explaining to Simon the real world practices of the Witcher trade 

Hunting monsters at night 

How villagers will likely not want to talk to him 

How the world relies on them to keep the monsters in the dark at bay 

Jump to next scene of Simon in a different town, talking to an innkeeper about a monster problem 

Someone tries to hire Simon as a mercenary 

Comments about Witcher’s not having emotions/feelings & only looking for coin are made 

Simon ignores them and the men  

Flashback Scene 

Simon is in the market with other young boys from Kaer Morhen 

The boys are offered coin for a small job 

End up robbing an innocent shop-keep 

Simon feels extreme guilt for his actions

While I have been spending too much time just staring at blank documents lately, I have still been writing a lot. But not alone. So I won't share pieces from them. BUT I have been role-playing with two amazingly talented individuals.

@buffy has me going feral over our snowbaz mpreg plot. It's so emotional. Has literally made me cry. I love it. We need to check our word count cause I think we’re over 40k now.

And @upuntil6am has me head over heels for our tender snowbaz a/b/o dynamic plot. It's tooth rotting sweet (for now, I swear you can trust me though) and I need more of it at all times.

We're not going to talk about the fact I need an idea for COBB still.

Thank you to @confused-bi-queer @hushed-chorus @shrekgogurt @johnwgrey and on Sunday @palimpsessed for all the tags these last few days ♥️ I do see them and they make me so happy to be included in the community of this lovely Fandom.