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carryonprompts · 2 months

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I can't remember any examples, it's been awhile since I've read the book, but we know that Baz actually thought Simon was funny and just acted like he didn't. So what if something happened (either simons magic or someone else casted a spell) that makes Baz unable to hide his laughter (or could prevent him from hiding any emotion which could be a bigger reason for him to try and get away from Simon) so whenever Simon says/does something funny he can't help but laugh. Simon at first thinks Baz is laughing AT him but then realizes that isn't the case and that he actually likes making Baz laugh. He starts following Baz around again but this time it's with one of those cheesy joke books and he's just yelling jokes at Baz to get him to laugh and Baz is struggling to breath he's laughing so much.

Simon could use it like a game of Marco polo in the catacombs, yells a shit joke and follows bazs laughter in the distance

new Carry On prompt!

#carry on #simon snow series #snowbaz #ship: snowbaz #type: au #prompt

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voidstilesplease · 4 months

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swearing is basic. at this point in my life, only a few things faze me anymore. "I hope that 200k, 55 chapters ongoing fic on AO3 that you're religiously waiting to update weekly gets abandoned by the author." LE GASP. you sorry exCUSE of a CUNT—

#anything but THAT #that's always the risk when reading ongoing fics but i brave the storm every day #fandom #AO3 #fanfiction #teen wolf #sterek #steter #snowbaz #patrochilles #drarry #dramione #percabeth #rwrb #firstprince #captive prince #lamen #shipping #percy jackson

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hoarder-of-dragons · 5 months

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Fuck Top and Bottom

Who wears the cardigans and is epitome of honey-in-tea, sarcastic bastard with parental issues & who is the leather jacket wearing, coffee drinking done-with-life little shit with parental issues

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thief-of-eggs · 4 months

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BOYS !!!!!!!!!!!! KISSSSINGGGGGG !!!!!!!!!!!!

#GAYYYYYYYYYY #sorry i’m reading Carry On #simon snow #baz pitch #snowbaz #ships #timkon #snowjanus #patrochilles #stucky #solangelo #drarry #wolfstar

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mlmshipbracket · 2 months

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ROUND 1: POLL #46

ROUND 1 POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Simon Snow/Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Grimm-Pitch:

SnowBaz looking awesome

[SPOILERS]

Ren Amamiya/Goro Akechi:

They're rivals but obsessed with each other. Goro tries to kill Akira and fails, but not before he spills his guts and tragic backstory. Akira is the only person to make Goro question his worldview and start on the path to become a better person. They mirror each other perfectly, since they're both fighting for justice and a better world, but in different ways. SPOILERS: When Akira thinks Goro has died, he carries around Goro's glove as a reminder of their promise to be rivals and constantly oppose each other.

#simon snow #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #simon snow/baz pitch #snowbaz #carry on #simon snow series #ren amamiya #goro akechi #ren amamiya/goro akechi #shuake #persona 5 #tumblr bracket #mlm ship #mlm ship poll #mlm ship bracket #mlm ship bracket tournament #mlm ship bracket 2024 #mlm ship bracket tournament 2024 #fourthr1

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your-stranger-halfblood-things · 4 months

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"straight as spaghetti" x "spaghetti is only straight until you get it wet"

#boreo #byler #reddie #stuilly #steddie #snowbaz #ethan x luke #luke x ethan #gay people #fandom ships #boyf riends #richjer

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mirandapaige2285219 · 1 year

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I just love that you can take literally any ship and relate it to a Taylor swift song

#destiel #the dark artifices #taylor swift #buddie #johnlock #merthur #i ship it #drarry #dramione #jegulus #fexi #hizzie #wolfstar #snowbaz #solangalo

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seiya-starsniper · 5 months

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17 for the drunk confessions. I snorted out loud reading that one. 🤣🤣🤣

I can be mean and ask you to continue the SnowBaz + Dreamling fic. But I will once again leave it to you. Go wherever your brilliant mind tells you to go. 💜

17. "I’m not drunk. Can a drunk person do this?" "You’re not doing anything." "But… I sent you my love. Did you… did you not get it?"

This was SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE you have no idea ahahahahaha. I did modify the prompt just a smidge for maximum comedy. And of course, I set this in the SnowBaz Human AU 💖💖💖

[Part 1 Here!]

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Hob isn’t sure what deity he’s pissed off to end up in his current situation, but he’s fairly certain somehow it’s all Baz Pitch’s fault.

“You’re such a greeattttt friend,” Morpheus Endless slurs right before he stumbles over a crack in the sidewalk and falls forward. Had Hob not already had his arms around the other man's shoulders, he’s certain Morpheus would have face planted right into the concrete.

“A better friend would’ve cut you off before you got this drunk,” Hob grunts as he hefts the raven-haired man back into a somewhat upright standing position. For someone so rake-thin, Morpheus was an absolute dead-weight while plastered. He’d also been very good at faking that he had a higher tolerance when they’d gone shot for shot at The New Inn to celebrate the end of their respective finals.

“ ‘m not drunk,” Morpheus mutters, completely unconvincing. Hob snorts.

“Sure, sure, and I had the queen of England over at my place this summer,” he jokes, playfully jostling at the other man.

“I’m serious!” Morpheus insists, huffing and puffing out his cheeks out at Hob like a small child. It’s absolutely adorable, if not absolutely terrible for Hob’s balance because it nearly causes him to stumble and drop both of them to the ground. What a pair they must look like out in the middle of a freezing December night.

“Sorry, don’t believe you, my friend,” Hob replies, laughing at the absolutely offended harumph! Morpheus lets out.

“Well—could a drunk person do this?” Morpheus asks pointedly, right before he slams his forehead right into Hob’s in quite possibly the world’s most painful headbutt.

“Ow!!! Fuck!!!!” Hob yells, letting go of Morpheus and clutching his forehead. There is a distinct thud as Morpheus practically crumples to the ground beside him, but Hob can’t be arsed to care right now. He’s seeing stars behind his eyelids and the brittle cold and alcohol coursing through his system is not helping.

“What the bloody hell, Morpheus?” Hob demands once the pain subsides. “What did you do that for?”

“...Did you get it?” Morpheus asks, and oh looking at him sitting so pathetically on the ground, his head right at crotch level, is a mistake. Morpheus’s bright blue eyes are brimming with hope as he looks up at Hob, as if he truly believed he’d passed on some important information via unhinged violence.

“Did I get what, a concussion?” Hob asks incredulously, holding his hand out for Morpheus to take to help him back up.

“No I—” Morpheus bites his lip as he hauls himself up off the ground. He seems a bit more steady now, at least. “I sent you my love. Did you not receive it?”

Oh, this man was absolutely bad news for Hob’s poor heart. Not only is Morpheus staring at Hob like a kicked puppy, his cheeks and lips are both flushed cherry-red from the cold, the most color Hob’s ever seen on the other man since they met. It was a really good look on him. A very tempting look.

“I—I’m pretty sure your boyfriend wouldn’t appreciate you sending your love to other men,” Hob stutters breathlessly. He really needs to remember that no matter how cute and tempting Morpheus looked, Hob wasn’t a homewrecker. Even if Baz would have thanked him for it and written Hob a check for enough money to pay the rest of his rent and tuition.

Morpheus was drunk anyway. He probably had no idea what he was saying.

Morpheus furrows his brow at Hob’s words. “Boyfriend?” he asks in confusion. “What boyfriend?”

Christ.

“Don’t tell me you’re so sloshed you forgot about Simon already,” Hob jokes, desperately trying to keep his poor heart from leaping into his throat. He knows they haven’t broken up, Baz wouldn’t have shut up about it if they had. And even so, Morpheus was way outside of Hob's league anyways.

Morpheus’s head snaps so fast in alarm that Hob feels his own neck cramp just looking at him.

“Oh. YES! SIMON!” Morpheus practically shouts in his face. Hob winces, and Morpheus has at least enough sense left in him to look a little bit ashamed for his outburst.

“You’re absolutely correct,” Morpheus continues, pushing past Hob and suddenly in full control of his legs. He’s speed-walking now, seeming to have found new motivation to hurry to their final destination. “Simon Snow. My very real and not make-believe boyfriend, love of my life—yes that Simon Snow. His apartment is right over there.”

Hob stares at Morpheus’s rapidly retreating form in utter confusion for a few moments before his brain restarts and he rushes to catch up with the raven haired man.

Did Morpheus…think Simon was a made up person? Or…had the other man really forgotten they were dating? Usually people didn’t forget that sort of thing when they were drunk.

Hob is still mulling over Morpheus’s confusing behavior when Morpheus stumbles again on a patch of ice and yelps. Hob silently thanks every single rugby practice he’s had over his entire life, because he’s quickly able to get to Morpheus and grab him before he runs headfirst into a tree. Watching over a drunk Morpheus was a full time job, that was for sure.

Somehow, Hob manages to haul both of them the rest of the way over to Simon’s apartment, which is thankfully on the first floor. Hob doesn’t even want to think about how obnoxious it would be to drag Morpheus up a flight of stairs in his state.

“Special delivery!” Hob declares, when Simon answers the door. Hob may have rang the doorbell more times than perhaps strictly necessary but he never said he wasn’t drunk too.

“SIiiiimoonnnn darling!” Morpheus exclaims, disentangling himself from Hob and practically rushing into the red-haired man’s arms. Hob tries not to take it too personally. Simon is Morpheus’s freaking boyfriend after all. But still, there’s a massive cold spot now at Hob’s side where Morpheus’s body had been just seconds ago.

“Holy shit, Morph, your smell like a liquor store!” Simon laughs, wrapping his arms around Morpheus’s waist and pulling the raven haired man flush again him. “How much did you drink?”

“I’m not drunk!” Morpheus declares, and it’s not any less believable now than it was when they’d left the pub.

“Is that so?” Simon asks, a teasing note in his voice. “So I guess you don’t want any hot cocoa to chase away the booze then?”

Morpheus instantly perks up.

“I’m absolutely blackout drunk,” Morpheus replies, instantly changing his tune. “Are there marshmallows?”

“Of course,” Simon answers, before he turns back to face Hob. “Thanks for bringing him back, Hob. I’m sorry he’s such a mess when he’s drunk.”

“Not a problem at all,” Hob answers, smiling through his jealousy at their easy intimacy. Hob had had plenty of partners, both male and female, but he’s pretty sure he’s never been nearly as comfortable around them as Morpheus and Simon seem to be around each other.

“Did you want to stay for a bit?” Simon offers. “I made plenty of hot cocoa.”

Hob shakes his head. “No, I’m dead tired,” he replies, faking a yawn to make himself more convincing. “Think it’s best I get myself to bed.”

Simon nods. “All right, get home safe,” he says.

“Tell Basil we say hello!” Morpheus adds, while Simon lets out a dramatic sigh.

“Good night, Hob,” Simon says with a finality, pulling at the door before Morpheus can say anything else.

“Night Simon. Morpheus,” Hob replies, waving as the door shuts closed. He stares at it for a few moments, then sighs as he turns to make the lonely walk home.

He really was an absolute idiot.

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Behind the closed door of Simon’s apartment, Morpheus is wailing his embarrassment into a mug of hot chocolate that is mostly marshmallow.

“I have made a fool of myself!” Morpheus cries dramatically into Simon’s sweater. “He probably thinks I am some cheap harlot who would throw himself at any man!”

“I’m pretty sure he doesn’t think that,” Simon replies, patting Morpheus on the back. “Actually, I think he somehow fell even more in love with you. You sure you don’t want to just end the fake relationship now so you can have a real boyfriend for Christmas?”

Morpheus shakes his head.

“Not until Basil retracts his head from out of his ass and confesses his feelings to you,” he says, steadfast in his conviction.

Simon sighs. “Morph, he’s not going to, Baz obviously just hates—”

“Hush,” Morpheus interrupts him. “I will not have my fake boyfriend speaking badly of himself. Besides, he is enamored with you, even if he has an absolutely stupid way of showing it.”

“O–kay, if you’re sure then,” Simon replies. “Want another mug then?”

Morpheus nods eagerly, holding his mug out. “Please.”

#dreamling #dream x hob #hob x morpheus #the sandman #simon snow #snowbaz #seiya writes #idiot 4 idiot is my passion with these two ships tbh #help I need a title so I can post both parts to AO3 tomorrow

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carryonprompts · 4 months

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Baz gets drunk and tries to drink a porcupine. Simon has to take him to Niamh to get dequilled, like a dog.

New Carry On prompt!

#carry on #simon snow series #snowbaz #type: au #ship: snowbaz #prompt

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stardustasincocaine · 5 months

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@carryon-countdown

Day 11 - alternate ship

I was informed by Mr. Cocaine that, due to The Bit™️, I am not allowed to make another joke about the My Rosebud Boy AU tattoo ex.

Have a terrible visual pun instead.

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queer-book-character-tournament · 1 year

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Book names + authors under the cut

Simon Snow/Baz Pitch- Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

#Simon Snow #Baz Pitch #baz grimm pitch #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #snowbaz #simon snow trilogy #Carry On #Rainbow Rowell #Ronan Lynch #Adam Parrish #trc #tdt #the dreamer trilogy #Pynch #The Raven Cycle #Maggie Stiefvater #polls #lgbt books #queer book ship tournament

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artsyunderstudy · 1 day

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Après la Pluie, le Beau Temps

Rating: Mature

Words: ~4.5k

Chapters: 1/4

Summary:

When a brewing electromagnetic storm takes down communications, leaving the USS Redemption in chaos and Simon and Baz stranded on a freezing and desolate moon, everyone must confront their own communication breakdowns in order to survive.

For @raenestee

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