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The only thing that I liked more about Cath (from Fangirl)'s version of Carry On was the relationship between Penny and Baz. So, of course, I decided to write my own fic where their relationship takes center stage. Also: I've read a few stories in which Baz wears makeup. All of those stories have been my favorites (for obvious reasons). Therefore, this fic will feature Baz in makeup (yay!). Most of this is fluff and awkward sexual tension, I apologize in advance. Enjoy! These characters belong to Rainbow Rowell, not me. I only take credit for the plot line here, not the characters.

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This is my random book, as many Wattpad users have. However, I'm going to try to make this one of pretty high quality with some art and oneshots, so I would appreciate if you checked it out. I will also put tags and rants in here, but probably not too many. I've got a little writer's block right now, so comment with any requests you want me to do!

I absolutely loved the book Fangirl by: Rainbow Rowell and I am attempting to rewrite the rook from Levi's point of view. These characters are not mine. The characters belong to Rainbow Rowell.

Set in Christmas break between everyone leaving and Simon going to the Pitch-Grimm mansion. Simon decides to take advantage of being alone in his room to masturbate. But cant help thinking of Baz. Basically foreshadowing for what happens when Baz tries to kill himself in the woods.

Simon has been acting strange lately. Sneaking out every night does not fit the hero trope. Baz notices this. He decides to follow Simon one night. Just to see what he's up to. What could he possibly be doing in the forest every night?

When out at a Starbucks in Omaha, Cath unexpectedly meets Simon Snow and Baz Pitch.

just some short snowball fluff

Secret Santa gift for bleedingstories.tumblr.com Simon Snow and Basilton Pitch have been roommates for years, Simon knows Baz has been plotting, its only a matter of time before Simon finds out Baz's secret. (Fluff AF)

But what if she came back?

Simon has a nightmare and baz comforts him. Warnings:self esteem issues,swearing

"Because we are friends now?" "Because we are more than that." Baz picks up a poker and jabs at the fire. "One kiss, and you think the world is upside down." "Two kisses," I say. And I take him by the back of his neck. - To be continued...

Simon Snow wasn't one for fairy tales. Growing up a London orphan, Simon had more pressing things to worry about, like what he was going to do after he inevitably aged out of care. Shortly after he turns eighteen, however, he discovers that fairy tales aren't total rubbish because he apparently is one himself. As the fabled Lost Prince of Watford, Simon now has to meet the expectations of his new-found country, his people, and his friends, all while learning to walk and talk like the prince he apparently is. Not only that, but now he's expected to marry before he can take the crown he isn't even sure he's ready for. It wouldn't be nearly as bad if Baz wasn't so maddeningly distracting with all of his plotting...

A fanfiction for Carry On by Rainbow Rowell, all the characters and settings are mine unless otherwise stated. The cover was made by me but the image of the face came from Carry On. Baz just wants to get Simon through the year alive, and that's going to be hard considering Simon attracts trouble like a magnet. But Baz wants to keep Snow alive for a deep, dark secret that if anyone knew, could be even more embarrassing than the fact that he's a vampire. Simon just wants to defeat the Hundrum and marry Agatha, but that's going to be hard consider he's Simon Snow, and there's no such thing as a happy ending for him . But what he doesn't know is that he might finally get the happily ever after he deserves, just not with who he thought. Agatha thinks she's finally found her ticket to stray from everything she's every known. Ever since she held hands with Baz in the Wood during 7th year, she's started to doubt her future with Simon. Suddenly everything that's seemed right seems wrong and everything that seems wrong is right, and that includes her feelings for Simon.

{PREVIOUS FICS IN THE SERIES: ALL THAT WE ARE, IF YOU MUST. THIS IS THE FINAL FIC IN THE TRILOGY} Baz and Simon have been married for ten years. It's been ten years since Baz was kidnapped by the Enenra, ten years since they fought a giant, wyrm-like beast while saying their wedding vows. For ten years, they've enjoyed domestic bliss. They bought a house, adopted two kids, got jobs. They don't worry about what will attack them next, they worry about their oldest daughter's first year in school. And now it's Halloween-- probably the first one their five-year-old girl will be able to actually remember-- and they're going over to the Bunce's to celebrate. Enjoy the fairytale ending for the fairytale couple-- the ending we all know they deserve. {highest ranking: no.1 in #Watford, 3 June 2019}

My continuation of the life of Cath from Rainbow Rowells novel, Fangirl. Coming in different chapters. Kind of like how Cath wrote about Simon and Baz. But for me, Cath and Levi (..and Wren, and Art, and Laura, and Reagan).

This will take place after the end of Carry On, and we will pretend like Wayward Son was not a thing. Simon has moved in with Penny, and he is depressed about not having magic anymore and also killing The Mage and also because he has wings and a tail. Baz and Penny are both going to the same university, but Simon just sits on the couch all day. Agatha doesn't exist because nobody cares about her anyway. Baz wants to help Simon with his depression, so they go to the animal shelter to find a pet for him. He finds a fat old weiner dog named Randy. His owner passed away and Randy is depressed just like Simon, so they are perfect for each other. This is just a short fic with lots of fluff which takes place over the course of one day.

Snow se quedó callado, casi como si se diera cuenta que él también podía cometer los mismos errores que intentaba evitar en otros. Y de alguna forma, aún sin verlo, supe que sonreía. Teníamos trece años y nuestra primera disputa ideológica, una especie de callejón sin salida. . . . Arte de dancingwithdinosaur (Tumbrl)