My Copy Of @rainbowrowell's Scattered Showers Arrived And This Morning I Went To The Post Office To Pick

My copy of @rainbowrowell's Scattered Showers arrived and this morning I went to the post office to pick it up!!! <3 (Just in time, tomorrow I have to leave to go back to my parents' house for the holidays)

I'm SO HAPPY I don't even have the words! Today I really am the happiest girl in the world! I opened the package while on the bus and started reading Snow for Christmas while we were stuck in traffic… and I didn't even get mad about it. And that says a lot, because I was ten minutes late to a commitment… and I hate being late (well, nothing extremely important, but still)

This is the corner with some of the books I have here (I'm sorry for covering Penny with my alpaca in this photo)

Jelly Babies Master Post (Edited)

I'm laughing I'm crying I can't believe that this goofy Swithin/OMC drabble just keeps going and it's actually posted on AO3 now I don't understand my life~

Jelly Babies and other signs that your roommate probably isn't a demon

Rating: Teen

Words: 31 743

Chapters: 25/25 (COMPLETE!!)

Pairing: Swithin Grimm/Gregory Petty (OMC)

Summary: 

Based on a prompt from @ionlydrinkhotwater: "@carryonprompts can we get a fic of Swithin in Watford developing a massive crush on his roommate and calling big bro Baz for help?" 

“I.” Swithin doesn’t meet Baz’s eyes directly; he never does. Rather, he looks at a point between Baz’s chin and collarbone. “I think I’ve got a crush on my roommate.” 

Halfway across town, Simon Snow is sitting in a chip shop and watching his fifteen-year-old cousin Gregory Petty shred a napkin into confetti with the sheer force of his anxiety. 

“I think my roommate is a demon and that he is literally trying to kill me,” Gregory blurts out.

Part of Carry On Countdown 2022, Day 5: Bloodlines and Day 30: The Beginning.

Cinderella rewrite where Cinderella’s father is an unusually successful fisherman due to his secret friendships with the shy and mysterious mermaids, successful enough to attract a moderately wealthy and ambitious bride with two daughters. Once he dies, her stepmother, determined to make sure her daughters inherit the fishing business as dowries by marrying before Cinderella, forbids her from going out on the fishing boats or into town and makes sure she spends as much of her time as possible doing drudgework, hauling offal and cleaning fish. When the Prince’s ball comes around, an important occasion for young women to make good connections, the stepmother forbids her from going, telling her that she needs to get the latest salmon catch gutted and ready for sale instead.

Cinderella’s mermaid godmother calls upon her people to clean the fish and gifts her a dress and shoes of shimmering fish scales that wreathe her in rainbows under the moonlight. She makes an impression on the Prince at the ball so strong that he immediately falls in love with her, and when she’s forced to flee before her stepmother notices her (no masquerade mask or dancing rainbows will disguise her from her own family at close range), the Prince is left with only a delicate fish leather slipper left on the front steps to try to find her again.

He goes around the houses, seeking the owner of the slipper, but Cinderella is once again working in the fish sheds. He stepmother, desperate and determined and having found Cinderella’s other shoe that very morning, realises what has happened and takes a knife to the feet of her prettiest daughter, telling the prince that she suffered an injury that very morning but those are definitely her shoes, see, here’s the other one, and they still fit.

The daughter is pretty and witty and charming, and while the Prince doesn’t feel the same spark and instant sense of connection that he did at the party, he reasons that she’s overwhelmed and in pain and once she’s healed, all will be well. There are no birds to whisper of blood in the shoe – the Prince has seen the bandaged feet already – and the daughter slips on the shoes (the only shoes she has that will fit her, now,) and accompanies him to the palace.

But the stepmother is no doctor, and by the time the Prince gets her to the palace doctors, it’s too late – his beloved has contracted an infection in her feet from the shoe leather, made unclean in its travels. She will survive – it is an infection of a common filth of fish and birds, one that the doctors have potions for for the occasions where dangerously cooked food causes outbreaks – but in her raving, she confesses the whole scheme to the Prince who, furious, returns to the village to find the girl he truly fell in love with, the girl hidden from him.

“Oh, yeah, the fish cleaner,” the villagers shrug. “We don’t see her around very much, she’s probably in the sheds. Her family calls her Salmonella.”

Lil sketch of cute Baz with dreamy eyes ✨

@carryonprompts can we get a fic of Swithin in Watford developing a massive crush on his roommate and calling big bro Baz for help?

Six Sentence Sunday + fic drop 

I'm laughing I'm crying I can't believe that this goofy Swithin/OMC drabble just keeps going and it's actually posted on AO3 now I don't understand my life~

Jelly Babies and other signs that your roommate probably isn't a demon

Rating: Teen

Words:  8370 

Chapters: 7/?

Pairing: Swithin Grimm/Gregory Petty (OMC)

Summary: 

Based on a prompt from @ionlydrinkhotwater: "@carryonprompts can we get a fic of Swithin in Watford developing a massive crush on his roommate and calling big bro Baz for help?" 

“I.” Swithin doesn’t meet Baz’s eyes directly; he never does. Rather, he looks at a point between Baz’s chin and collarbone. “I think I’ve got a crush on my roommate.” 

Halfway across town, Simon Snow is sitting in a chip shop and watching his fifteen-year-old cousin Gregory Petty shred a napkin into confetti with the sheer force of his anxiety. 

“I think my roommate is a demon and that he is literally trying to kill me,” Gregory blurts out.

Part of Carry On Countdown 2022, Day 5: Bloodlines.

Chapter 7 of Jelly Babies is on AO3 now.

Six sentences from Chapter 8 of Jelly Babies and hello tags under the cut!

Swithin is trying to figure out how to ask Gregory to come over for Christmas.

He’s got several drafts in his Clairefontaine journal. Gregory, would you like to come over to my house over the hols? I’ve got lots of games - that’s how the first one goes. But the more he re-reads it, the more it seems like he’s trying to lure Gregory over with sweets, like a serial killer. 

Now, the part where I sound like a sane person again: thank you for the Sunday tags, @martsonmars and @artsyunderstudy!

Hello hello hello and hope you are having a beautiful Sunday! @bookish-bogwitch, @captain-aralias, @cutestkilla, @excalisbury, @facewithoutheart, @fatalfangirl, @hushed-chorus, @ionlydrinkhotwater, @johnwgrey @larkral, @moodandmist, @nightimedreamersworld, @raenestee, @sailorblossoms, @thewholelemon,  @whogaveyoupermission, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe