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Cather Avery was an official roleplayer. And she finally completed her fandom; between forums, blogs, cosplay, fanfictions… Roleplaying. Her last choice. Cath wasn't ready to give up on the Simon Snow fandom- how would she? She spent over two years on Carry On, Simon. It was almost uncanny for her to join Facebook as Simon Snow now- but she, Cather, was Magicath. And of course, nobody had to know this information; if anybody asked...she could be like, Emma, or something… Cath could figure it out, she was sure.

And then her timeline was finished in a blink of an eye. A nice fanart of Simon- one with his nice light- almost shining- golden-like hair pushed back and a condescending smirk laying on his face. It was a chest-up shot, a maroon hoodie with the strings uneven and lazy. The picture wasn't surreal in any way, just a doodle. It was Cath's favorite- one of the first doodles before the first movie's cast was even announced. It made her heart flutter when she looked at it; not like a roller coaster when she seen Levi, but a warming close. Like he was her best friend and she learned his cell number to get in touch.

The rest of it was just a cutesy blur. The timeline cover was a picture of Watford with the characters scattered everywhere. Simon sat on the steps, Baz on a gargoyle, Penelope laying on the grass, Agatha playing with a jar of fireflies, then all the other characters sitting on the window sills. Education was set at Watford, work set at 'Most Powerful Magician in 100 Ages', and current location was set at The World of Mages. This is when Cath stumbled onto the 'About' section.

This is like her FanFixx profile.

But she can't copy from it. People would notice she's Magicath.

Making the ultimate sacrifice (to her mind, it was). It was doing something completely out of character to her.

Hi everyone reading this.. this is the admin speaking. I won't reveal my name for a while, but maybe you guys can come up with a nickname for me? I'll call myself 'the admin' for the time being. Anywho, I like to roleplay as Simon but I can go as Baz too. Preferred paragraphs and correct grammar. But if not..eh, okay. It's about bonding with people over the World of Mages, right? No biggie. Message me anytime~. Lastly, my conditions… I do any yaoi. Slash, homogay, boyxboy, whatever you call it- with Baz. Only with Baz. My Simon is paired with Baz for many reasons. Now, I'll rp with anybody in the fandom- but yaoi is only okay with Baz. And honestly, I'm not very picky with my Simon. I prefer him to be uke honestly but...sometimes Simon as a seme is nice. Chao~

Did she really just type that?
And she continued to type.

I even do toys and such. Sometimes uber-kinky things. I love fetishes. And shower scenes. And first-times. And just..mouths. And hands.. Okay, goodbye, reader of this.

Cath took an exasperated breath out; she'd been holding that in ever since homogay came into the topic of her mind.

And I feel like I need a list of things I like… Oh, yeah! I prefer no genderbends of both Simon AND Baz. I mean, female Baz is okay, but please no requests for fem!Simon. Yuri is a new territory for me and… I can't write slash with both females. But this doesn't mean crossdressing is out of the question~ (;

"Cath!" she mumbled to herself, blushing. "You write smut anyways, why is this different?"

"Cath, are you talking to the laptop?" Wren giggled, raking a hand in her cropped hair. She was glancing over Simon Snow and the Eighth Dance for what was about the 221st time, but Cath never minded. She was more than grateful that they were bunking back home, spending time with her family- especially their father. He's gotten much, much better. He still talked about Fucking Kelly a lot, but he was very well organized.

Laura was rarely brought up, and if it was, it was by Wren in just a normal, banter-filled conversation. She still writhed in disgust at the name, but she had to live through it, right? You can't change the past. Cath has definitely learned this from Baz himself. And even Simon. And even AUs where Simon takes Baz back in time to show what their lives would be like without each other. Cath could live through it, she always has.

Cath turned her head from her laptop, watching Wren. "I'm a verified roleplayer now."

"Oh, hell, Cath." Wren rolled her eyes, hiding an oh-so-painfully-obvious smirk. "Simon or Baz? Or did you make both?"
"Simon, you nut." Cath giggled, looking over the names that popped up and kept hitting 'add friend'. "I know I could make a wonderful Baz, but.."

"He's too dominant for you. Trust me, I get it. You want to write pornos behind a screen and still fulfil the current position."

She closed the laptop and rolled her eyes. "Come on, Wren. You know Levi and I haven't really.."

Wren chuckled even louder. "I know, I know. Sorry."

Getting up, she pulled the ponytail from her hair and stumbled into the kitchen. She turned the skillet on, turning the big grey dial and walking to the refrigerator. Ever since the summer started again, Wren and their father put sappy family photos on the freezer door (none of the 'mom', of course). Grabbing a styrofoam carton, she cracked two eggs and started cooking them. Okay, it may be about 10:58 at night, but she really started craving an omelette. Her stomach twisted and turned because she was so famished. Even though she had just ate two breakfast bars (she was saving them to give to Levi, but she cracked. Oops.)

Great, now she craved Levi.

Speak of the devil.

Her phone buzzed in her back pocket, indicating Levi (only vibration was turned on for Levi… pun intended) and she held it to her ear, smiling.

"Hey, sweetheart." Levi said, and Cath could almost feel his arms wrap around her petite waist. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Nothing, really." She flipped an egg.

"What about tonight?" he asked, voice lingering slightly.

"Same. Let me guess, you're outside." Cath giggled, then flipped the other egg. "Good, because I made two eggs so far and there's no way I can eat both of them in that small mouth of mine."

"Your mouth can hold a lot of large things, too." he rang the doorbell, tapping his new crossword Converse on the welcome mat that read, "We're so excited to see you we don't know whether to pee on the floor or tear up the couch!" which made Levi giggle even louder because as far as this household goes, there is no pets. "Anyways.. I never confirmed I was outside."

"Pretty sure the bell gave it away." Cath opened the door for him, grinning at his face. He smelled like sweat, grass, and..Axe. Not his usual scent, but it was still mesmerizing.

He hugged her loosely, making sure the spatula didn't touch his nice shirt. "Dammit, I think Sherlock is going to need to take a close eye on you."

Cath laughed, poking him on the nose with the spatula. "What-and-ever,"

After talking up in their room for a while, they all decided to sleep.

"I-I uh, can leave, or something.." Levi shrugged.

"Don't be silly, Levi." Wren said, leaning down to grab a shirt from a drawer. "You can sleep in my bed, and I'll sleep on the couch, or something."

"Now you're silly. This is the comfort of your own room, you can sleep in your bed. I'll bunk in my trunk." he smiled slightly, pushing his hair back.

Cath bit her lip, watching him over. She needed to be more...daring.

"Y-You can sleep with me, Levi." she made out more confidently than she hoped. She watched in awe as Levi turned to her and grinned. And Wren did the same, adding a wink and a little hand gesture in front of her jeans, something very provocative. Cath rolled her eyes and adverted them back to Levi, who was still grinning, because that's what Levi does.

"I promise I'll be good," he laughed, grabbing his beautiful hair again. Cath wanted to imagine burrowing in it already, smelling whatever it was over the summer. Was that the grass? Or was it a shampoo? She didn't know until she got a closer example.

Wren tiptoed out, holding her frog pajamas and winking at her sister again.

"On one condition." Cath added, getting up to her own drawers and grabbing her clothes. "...I get to be big spoon."

Levi rolled his eyes. "Why would you want to be big spoon?"

"...Because Simon is the big spoon to Baz in my invisions, believe it or not," she flushed bright red, still looking at Levi's face.

"Fine, Fine," he grinned wider, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching his girlfriend with pride. "As long as I get my share~"

Her eyes widened as she took off her glasses, still eyes locked on him. "Which is?"

"I get to watch you undress."

"...Deal."

"One more thing," Levi added last. "I sleep shirtless."

"I'd be careful, if you remember, I'm all hands and mouth, so your nipples will be in deep trouble." Cath laughed, leaning on her knees like a maid- or a butler- to undo his button-down shirt.

"Guys. Ew." Wren made out, clapping her hands. "And Cath, at least if you're going to be on your knees like that, give him a wicked awesome blowjob."

"Shut up, Wren!"

And then they all giggled.