SO bitches I'm a lonely blob just trying to pass the time writing stuff she loves in hopes it may bring some other peeps feelings, too. Any comments or feedback is totally appreciated. Anyway, I also post all of these on Tumblr and some on ao3 if you wanna go check those out. My Tumblr Username: @thesmalltowngal My ao3 Username: @TheSmallTownGirl Highest Ranks: #1 - mlm #1 - rainbowrowell #1 - carryon #1 - simonsnow

𝗦𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 He's simply looking at me. . And I'm drowning in those gray pools. His pupils visibly dilate. He leans into my touch, then surprisingly he moves a little to settle on my lap with his head lying on my chest. "Your heart's beating in my throat. No, it's beating in my head. . Echoing, Simon." "Is it making you thirsty?" "Crowley, no. The sound of your heart beating is sweeter than any bird's singing." He whispers against my bare chest. I wrap an arm around him and stroke his hair with the other. "Oh really?" I ask, smiling again. It's a tired smile, but it's there. Baz always knows what to say. . . "Mhm, absolutely. Sweeter than any Shakespearean sonnet," he giggles a little. Baz giggling always make me grin. "Warmer and brighter than any Midsummer's summer day." "Are you saying you like me, Basil?" I whistle lowly, just to hear him scoff. "No, Snow, you're an overly dramatic nightmare." He asserts. I huff, my smile unwavering. (Cover art is not mine.) (29 sept '20) #1 in Snowbaz #1 in basiltongrimmpitch #1 in bazxsimon #1 in rainbow rowell #8 in carryon #3 in rainbowrowell #1 in snowbazfanfic #1 in snowbaz fluff #1 in snowbaz angst #1 in simonoliversnow #4 in SimonSnow Cover photo not mine, credit goes to the VERY talented owner <3

Simon's drunk, and thinks visiting Baz's house is a good idea.... TW: alcohol, coarse language, mild violence, blood, smut