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doodle-do-wop · 5 months
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SOPHITZ DAY 1: HUMAN AU
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sophitzweek · 5 months
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sophitz week starts on sunday!! all submissions will be reblogged! remember to tag your posts with sophitz week 2023!
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axels-corner · 1 year
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Sophitz day 2 role swap au!
For today I did the scene from the first book where Sophie and Fitz meet with Sophie in Fitz's role and Fitz in Sophie's role
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slozhnos · 2 years
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hello please go check out @sophitzweek i worked very hard on the form go do it
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sophitz · 5 months
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sophitz is the most yuri het ship in kotlc. to me
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synonymroll648 · 1 year
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thinking about sokeefitz with antennae is great. especially when you interpret the criteria for getting antennae to be the elf in question having queer thoughts OR mind reading. the three of them could be chilling together and fitz’s antennae could be up and dark and keefe wouldn’t be able to tell if it was fitz having a conversation w/ sophie telepathically or him being queer for keefe. emotional readings wouldn’t help either since it’s like. yeah that’s romantic attraction. but for who? supremely hilarious pre-relationship concept if you ask me. someone go write a 5+1 fic about it or something. (only half joking when i say that which scares me)
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kotlc-theme-weeks · 5 months
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Happy start of Sophitz week!!
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presidentroarie · 5 months
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Sophitz Week Day 1: Human AU
ft. Deaf!Fitz
Normally I'd put this on my writing blog, but sophitz week gets it everywhere. Written in a rush for yesterday and then I fell asleep, don't judge it too hard XD. I will be continuing and updating it (maybe ao3?)
Sophie sat in the second row in her second period class: Algebra 2. It wasn't exactly a great start to her first day, but that meant that her classes could only get better from there. 
“Alright, students, let's take attendance!” Sir Faxon said. “There's only twenty two of you of you, so this should be quick.” He went down the list, and each of the first nineteen people raised their hands. “Fitz Vacker!” 
No one raised their hand. “Fitz?” He asked again, and people started looking around.
There was a boy who sat three seats down from her who hadn’t raised his hand. It seemed he was looking at something on his desk. They almost looked like a set of light bulbs. 
Sir Faxon started and hit the button on his desk. One of the bulbs on the boy's desk lit up. 
The boy looked up to the front and raised his hand. 
“Sorry Fitz,” Sir Faxon annunciated sheepishly. “I entirely forgot. It's good to meet you.”
The boy—Fitz—held up the okay sign, partnered with an easygoing smile to show he meant it. Then he signed something else: he put his left thumb toward his chest and moved his hand between him and Sir Faxon, his right pointer finger aimed at him. Sophie didn't know much ASL, but she guessed it meant something like You too.
Sir Faxon finished attendance and smiled. “Well class, it's nice to see some familiar faces from our Algebra 1 class a couple years ago. To those of you who didn't have me, it's nice to meet you.” He gave them a moment of silence before continuing, “Now I know the first day is stressful, so for today's class, I'm going to allow you to talk to each other. Just don’t be too loud about it, or I'll have to hear about it from Magnate Leto.”
The room immediately started switching seats with each other to get closer to their friends.
Dex, who was sitting in front of her, turned his chair around and flopped over on her desk. “Math second period? I'm gonna die.”
Sophie just nodded her affirmative. Her eyes flicked to the boy—Fitz.
He was reading a book, his teal eyes scanning the pages intently. Every once in a while, he must've read something funny, because he’d get a small smile from the corner of his mouth. 
His cola hair and bronze skin made his eyes pop when he turned to look at her.
Sophie gave him a shy smile, slightly blushing from having been caught staring. and waved.
Fitz waved back with the same smile he'd had while reading.
Dex shoved Sophie's shoulder, and she turned her head back to glare at him. “What was that for?”
“Saving you,” he responded. “You've been staring so long at the deaf kid that he noticed.”
“First off, his name is Fitz, calling him the deaf kid is rude. Secondly, I was trying to see what book he was reading.”
Dex snorted. “More like you were trying to see his butt.”
Sophie went bright red. “Okay, was I noticing that he's cute, objectively? Yeah, sure. But he's not my type.”
“He's exactly your type,” Dex rebutted. “I mean, I get it. He's hot. But you don't usually oogle."
“Shut up,” she said, collecting her stuff. The bell rang, and Sophie nodded at Dex before making her way to Study Hall. Seeing the blonde girl in the back row, she snagged the seat beside her. “Marella!”
“Hey to you too,” Marella said. "What do you want?"
“Oh what? I'm not allowed to be glad to see you?” Sophie asked.
“No, but I'm assuming since we came in together with Dex this morning and you weren't so jovial, you have something to talk about. So spill.”
Sophie glanced around the room. Other than the teacher, whose face was stuck behind a book, everyone had headphones in and were doing work on their computers or were on their phones. She leaned in conspiratorially. “Okay, have you had a class with Fitz Vacker?”
“Oh,the deaf guy?” Marella asked.
“His name is Fitz.”
“I was just checking! Yeah, he's in European History with me first period. Elodie Musker and her posse were drooling all over him until they realized he was deaf. Lady Dara lit into them about it after class."
"Good for her. What the fuck is wrong with them?"
“Thats a long list. So, what were you going to say about him?” Marella asked.
Sophie blushed. “Oh, I just wanted to see if you knew anything about him. You know, normal stuff.”
Marella squinted at her. "Like what?”
Sophis shrugged, blushing slightly. “Like, just whatever you know. I'm curious.”
“Alright, you never ask me for gossip about anybody. Do you like him? Because I dont know if he has a partner, or even if he's interested in anyone."
“No!” Sophie said. “I dont know him. And that's the problem. How is it that I've never seen him before? What's the deal?” When Marella side eyed her, she gave her back puppy eyes. “Please?”
Marella sighed. “Okay, okay. I don't know much to be honest. I know that his parents are pretty rich and that they're really well-known. His dad is Alden Vacker.”
“Who?”
“Alden Vacker? The guy who used to date Governor Alina? He's a stockbroker.”
“Oh, that's cool I guess. So his family is a bunch of rich people?”
“Basically. I know he has an older brother who graduated a few years back and is now overseas in Germany, and his little sister Biana is our age. Fitz is the only one who's deaf. So maybe his family had him homeschooled.”
“I guess that makes sense,” Sophie said. “Okay, that's a good start.” She pulled out her phone and began typing away into the search bar.
"Sophie, where is this going?"
"I'm gonna talk to him. "
“You don't know sign language.”
“But I can learn. Honestly, I should've earlier. It's not like there aren't deaf people all over the country.” 
"Hmm," Marella said.
“Anyways,” Sophie said casually. “What's this year’s plan to get Linh Song’s attention?”
“Oh shut it,” Marella grumbled.
“You mean you've got nothing?” Sophie teased. When Marella grumbled more, Sophie said, “How about you just ask her out?”
“No, no,” Marella sighed. “It's okay, I'll think of something."
They spent the rest of the class period researching ASL, or stewing in Marella's case, until the bell rang, signaling lunch time. Sophie determined she would ignore Fitz for the rest of the day until she got home so she could practice some ASL and be back Monday, ready to try.
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Of course, life decided to put her in the same 5th period AP Bio class and the 6th period lab. But she managed to stay focused on the task at hand and only glanced at him a few times, thankfully without being caught.
At the end of the class, Sophie walked up to the teacher. “Hey Elwin,” she said. “Long time no see.”
“What do you want?”  Elwin said with an eye roll. “It better not be asking me why I'm not in the Healing Center.”
“Oh, not at all!” Sophie assured him. “Just wanted to ask if you could wait until Monday to make up lab partners.”
“What are you up to?”
“Nothing. Just asking.”
Elwin just shook his head. “Alright, I'll wait until Monday.”
“Thank you! Okay, gotta go, bye Elwin see ya tomorrow!” She stopped in the doorway. "Actually, why aren't you in the Healing Center?"
"I saw you on the AP Bio list and figured I could keep an eye on your accident prone self," Elwin teased.
Sophie stuck her tongue out at him and laughed when he did it back. The second bell rang, and Sophie said, "Shit, gotta go. See ya!"
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Life gave her another shock when she walked in 8th period to find a worksheet on their assigned desks with another name on the top.
Tiergan said, "Yes, yes, welcome back, pupils. I thought today I'd make it easier than in the past and do a simple 'Getting to Know you' worksheet. Now, your partner's name is written at the top, and it's up to you to find them and ask them their questions. You can not trade partners, and at the end of class, you and your partner will be sitting next to each other in your new assigned seats. If you do the assignment, you get a 100. Don't, and you get a zero. If your partner isn't here, ask me your questions so you can get a grade. Sound good?"
Sophie read the name at the top of her paper three times. Fitz Vacker.
Well, shit. Hopefully, she'd researched enough during lunch, with no help from Dex and Marella, to be able to answer and ask the questions.
They found each other towards the back of the room and sat, staring at each other for a minute.
Finally, Sophie couldn't take it. She waved before rubbing a closed fist over her chest a couple circles and then holding it up, flicking her fingers behind her a little. Hi. Sorry for before.
Fitz looked confused. He tapped the side of his head gently before rolling two pointer fingers around in front of his chest and splitting them apart, laying them out. You know sign language?
She paused a moment, trying to figure out how to sign what she meant. Finally, she signed, Reading? Yes. Signing? No, but trying.
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Leaving it here for later
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camelspit · 1 year
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Academic rivals day my beloved
@callas-pancake-tree @neverseen-nevermore @completekeefitztrash @steal-nightmares-leave-dreams @abubble125 @purplesoup-lad-le @gay-otlc @thefoxysnake@arson-anarchy-death @aroace-dadwinstan @ravs6709 @you-have-been-frizzled @stopstealingtomatoes
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flori-doodles · 2 years
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Day 6: Roadtrip
Fitz is the only person that can ever make them sleep.(when your boyfriend is your pillow >>>>>>). (click on the picture for better quality!) tagging : @gay-otlc @xanadaus @never-mourn-the-good (please tell me if you want to be added in notes or through an ask)
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doodle-do-wop · 5 months
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SOPHITZ DAY 2: ROLE SWAP
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sophitzweek · 5 months
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here is the prompt graphic for this year! the graphic was made by @doodle-do-wop!!
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axels-corner · 1 year
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Sophitz day 3 academic rivals!
For today I did Sophie and Fitz studying by doing a Kahoot that is being run by Dex while the others watch in the back, imagine if Sophie introduces the others to human study games and before mid terms and finals they all get together and use them for studying
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Art tag list (if you want to be added or removed just let me know):
@loverofallthingssmart @impostertamsong @make-kotlc-gayer @my-swan-song @dragonwinnie-kotlc @an-absolute-travesty @a-lonely-tatertot @bronte-deserves-better @crazedfangirl14 @almostfullnerd @ladybloomofkotlc @katniss-elizabeth-chase @lola-legendary
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slozhnos · 2 years
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okay so this year i plan to run sophitz week during november, and i was wondering if anyone would like to help run it with me
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gay-otlc · 1 year
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Cognates
QPR SOPHITZ QPR SOPHITZ QPR SOPHITZ-
(ao3)
Are you and Fitz dating? Has Fitzphie happened yet? Have you finally kissed him? Questions along these lines are, unfortunately, quite common for Sophie to receive. Every time, she clenches her fists until her fingernails dig into her palms, and says “We’re not dating, we’re Cognates.”
The response is usually a knowing smile. Sophie wants to scream.
She loves Fitz, she does. She just doesn’t love him like… like that. The way everyone expects her to. She doesn’t love him in the way that Edaline assumes she does when she leaves them alone with a wink, she doesn’t love him in the way that Dex assumes when he scowls and mutters about Wonderboy, she doesn’t love him in the way that Tiergan assumes when one of their friends jokes about Fitzphie and he looks like he wants the floor to swallow him.
She loves him, but she doesn’t love him like a boyfriend. Sophie loves Fitz like a cognate. 
According to Mr. Forkle, the cognate bond is similar to marriage in many ways. She’s alright with that, but she doesn’t want a bond with Fitz that’s similar to marriage in all the other ways. She doesn’t want an actual marriage with him, a matchmaking list and a wedding and a house together and waking up beside him every morning. She likes their cognate rings, but exchanging wedding rings with him would make her sick.
She wants to hold his hands and do cognate training with him, but she doesn’t want to kiss him or share a life with him.
“Is this a date?” Grady asks, when Sophie mentions her plans to get ice cream in Atlantis with Fitz. His eyes narrow with suspicion. “Is Fitz your boyfriend?”
Sophie rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. “He’s not my boyfriend! He’s my cognate .”
They’re cognates. They don’t have to be boyfriend and girlfriend to love and trust each other.
She wishes more people could understand that.
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cowboypossume · 1 year
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day three: academic rivals
Hi lovelies !! I am very exhausted with school right now and didn’t know @sophitzweek was happening really !
thanks to this amazing work by @camelspit i found out it was !! and i’m doing it (based off their art so go like the orginal) !!
so my attempt at the accidemic rivals is below the cut :)
Fitz confidently leaned forward, wobbling the table the slightest bit. “I think this is the part where you resign, now.”
“No.” Sophie wished the clock would tick besides her. She missed any sort of noise instead of the empty library, but they agreed to play without the timeclock; thought it’d be less stressful that way. “I can still get out of this.”
“Doesn’t look like it.” He leaned back into the chair. “You have as much time as you need to prove me wrong, though.”
“No.” It was all Sophie could think. 
The world of 64 squares left Sophie deep in their thoughts, across from the stupid boy she never could quite escape. 
64 black and white squares, usually colorful with world-building and convoluted puzzles, silent.
She mindlessly touched the rook, trying to come up with anything. 
They had to retreat now.
Legally, there was no other move.
“No, what?” Fitz purposefully lingered his fingers above the knight, not quite touching it. “No, you can’t beat me? Because,” his knight took her last-resort pawn, “I think I’d agree.”
Sophie watched in awe as Fitz never took a second blink when he moved: he attacked again and again. Methodically.
As if a game written about centuries prior and memorized by every newbie.
His moves were perfect. Precise. 
She would have to retreat. Hapazeradlously and clumsy. 
They could escape, but only for a turn. Maybe two depending, on Fitz’s play.
But she had to try. 
She couldn’t be bested by this prodigy.
Sophie poured themselves a glass of water and fully pulled up her hair. She studied every angle of the board. 
Sitting back down, they huffed at Fitz. “I can get out of this.”
“I don’t think you can, love. But try. I have nothing but time.”
Sophie moved the rook, the stupid rook from earlier, trying to attack.
Fitz saw right through the play.
Four moves until mate.
And she couldn’t get out of it.
Fitz must have seen her demeanor change because they grinned, almost in a mock.
“Do you see it now? Or should we keep playing? Maybe you can- how did you phrase it- get out of it?” He winked.
Sophie got up. “Fuck you, Vacker.”
“We’re back to last names?”  There was hurt in his Sophie couldn’t place as ironic, fully. 
 They finally found the footing to be a bit sarcastic. “Thought we were past that?”
“Considering you asked me to this match using Fitz, ” He pulled the cat that always loomed in the lounge into his lap. “Yea?”
“Technically,” Sophie skimmed through her stuff, “I said Fitzroy, which is an objectively worse name.” 
She found a treat for Marty and managed to get him on her chair. She pet him and smiled innocently at Fitz. 
Putting away the final piece from the board, Fitz barely met her gaze. 
“Ok, Foster. You win. I’m not in the mood for a debate tonight, too.”
“Wait, Fitz-” Sophie reached across the table and tried to grab his hand. 
Their fingers brushed for a second and Fitz pulled away before Sophie fully noticed. 
“I’ll play you tomorrow at practice tomorrow, Foster.” 
“Fitz,” He looked pissed when they snapped around. 
Sophie retreated. “Ok. Tomorrow.”
But the only thing that heard her was the bookshelf behind the now empty table.
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