Happy, happy birthday to my wonderful friend Ashton @artsyunderstudy!
I love you so much and treasure our friendship so much, and I hope you have the most wonderful birthday. Not only are you amazingly talented in every conceivable way, but you're just one of the coolest, smartest, most thoughtful people I know. So, I'm writing this story for you. There's a certain podcast that holds a special place in your heart. And my gift to you is this story about it (or something a whole lot like it) holding a special place in Simon's and Baz's hearts too.
Rating: Mature (for content in future chapters; still T for the moment)
Words: ~36K
Chapters: 4/7
Summary:
Ever since their truce fell apart in eighth year, Simon and Baz have been stuck. Chained to the past, hiding from their regrets, unable to step forward into the future. When a chance encounter reunites them, they find themselves falling right back into old patterns of behaviour. Until something completely unexpected brings them closer—a shared interest in a psychology podcast called Invisible Mind.
And as Simon and Baz begin to understand their own hidden depths, they also realise maybe they don't need to hide from each other.
Read Chapter 4 on AO3
Or start from Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3
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happy 3rd birthday, superbloom!
this album is the epitome of sunshine; a daydream in vibrant shades of green and marigold. thank you, ashton, for sharing a piece of your heart with us.
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it's the drift king's birthday today, so i had to make some fanart for him :}
dad's so old now, he doesn't have much longer,,,,,,,, (/joking)
in all seriousness rt's videos and streams been a huge comfort these past couple of years, i hope he has a wonderful birthday today!
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Happy birthday to the sweetest of sweets, Zawe Ashton! 🎂
Manifesting this year brings her happiness and success in all her endeavors 💖
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Someone Wicked - acoustic demo
for @artsyunderstudy who is a fierce artist, author, and friend (I don't mind saying) (read her lovely fic by the same name here)
Weak knee, weak heart
Weak faith falling apart
But it was her’s it wasn’t mine, it wasn’t mine
Betrayed myself for the last time
Cause I’ve got shame around my neck
For things I’ve never done but I still regret
I want mistakes I want ‘em now, I want ‘em now
Think those lips could show me how
Someone wicked for the night
With something wicked to try
With someone wicked for an hour, or two, or three
To get me free
So I’ll drain my bank account
Sweet taste to end this drought
And through my mess you are kind, you are kind
In my blood like holy wine
Someone wicked for the night
With something wicked to try
With someone wicked for an hour, or two, or three…
I will pay for you like I prayed for you are you thinking about me too?
Every moonlit room couldn’t come too soon when I shake by the afternoon.
Sight, touch, sound, change, I am half my age. I am old. I am breaking new.
You make me feel alive my—
Someone wicked for the night
With something wicked to try
With someone wicked for an hour, or two, or three…
An hour, or two, or three…
An hour, or two, or three…
...to get me free.
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Ashton's story for Timmy’s birthday 12.27.2022
November 2017, Ashton's birthday
#memories ❣️
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