Carry on Reminders

little Reminders about the book

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bAZ ALWAYS THOUGHT DATING SIMON WOULD BE AN “erotic gropefest”

-Baz sucks on his fangs when he’s thinking

-Simon is afraid of horses

-Simon thinks Baz looks like he “was born to be some sort of dark king”

-“‘Nobody’s seducing a vampire.’ I say. Baz frowns at me.”

-Baz counts himself as a half friend of Penny -Simon swallowing is a SCENE -When Baz is all “So What? We can be happy boyfriends?” Simon is just “I’m choosing to ignore your tone and accept that offer.” -Baz is a vampire who’s now afraid of the dark due to trauma -Penny finds out about Baz and Simon and can only think “Ooooh okay yeah that clears everything up”

-Simon’s line that he tells Baz once he’s told Baz about his mum coming to visit: “no, I mean, it’s okay that you’re not okay. Whatever you’re feeling is okay.” (Like damn son where’d that even come from)

-Trixie has pointy ears, and she pierced them right in the pointy parts

-Agatha loves the color pink

-Baz once called simon “half a numpty himself”

- agatha has brown eyes

- simon is attracted to magical creatures more than humans

- pumpkin mocha breve is a reference to fangirl

- “everything is a story and you are the hero”

- watford is where harry potter was written in england

december 24th

Carry On by Rainbow Rowel (via bazwearsjeans)

Carry on by Rainbow Rowell.

Meet me in London

Simon meets Baz online and they become best friends.

Based on the prompt: Baz and Simon meet online and become internet friends and skype everyday and end up in love

As always a very big thank you to @eroticgropefest for being an amazing beta!

I met Baz three years ago on tumblr. One day I saw an edit of his on my dash and I went to check his blog. The guy made black and white aesthetics that looked awesome in a dark sort of way. So I started to follow him. After he reblogged a video of a guy playing violin, I decided to send him a message.

Dragonwings61: for a disturbed guy, you really have an interesting choice in music

Disturbed-pitch: So because I’m disturbed you feel like I’m not allowed to like classical music?

Dragonwings61: Shit sorry didn’t mean it like that.

Dragonwings61: What I meant to say was

Dragonwings61: I’ve never really heard classic music before but I really liked the song :)

Disturbed-pitch: It’s one of my favourites, you should try to listen to more :)

It started there and we haven’t stopped talking since. We became so close that last year I really wanted to see what he looked like. He’d become my best friend and I wanted to see his face.

Dragonwings61: Baaaaz

Dragonwings61: I wanna ask you something

Disturbed-pitch: Hey. What is it?

Dragonwings61: I’ve been thinking about this a lot

Dragonwings61: And I really don’t want you to freak out ok?

Disturbed-pitch: Go on.

Dragonwings61: I just

Dragonwings61: I really wanna see what you look like

Dragonwings61: pls don’t freak out, If you’re not comfortable with this pls forget I ever asked

Disturbed-pitch: It’s fine Simon… I thought about it myself quite a few times lately.

Dragonwings61: Ohhh

Dragonwings61: so is that a yes?

Disturbed-pitch: Yes I’d like to see your stupid face too :)

Dragonwings61: I bet your face looks more stupid than mine

Disturbed-pitch: We shall see

We exchanged photos and one day, I was having trouble with my homework–I’d never cared for math–and he wanted to help me out so we skyped. And I’m glad we did. Baz is beautiful. He rolls his eyes a lot at me and fucking sneers but… I just really like looking at him. I like Baz a lot.

After that we became even closer. We talked almost everyday, first only for a few minutes then for hours on end. We would just turn skype on and do our own thing, like studying, or reading. Baz even played violin a few times for me to see and it was so fucking beautiful. Everything he does is perfect.

Now it’s the end of the summer and I’m going to university in a few days. I haven’t figured out what I want to major in but I’ll try a few different classes and see what sticks.

I told Baz my plan of moving to London months ago–I live in Manchester and Baz leaves in Hampshire–and he hasn’t said a word as to where he’s going. I’d love to meet him one day… I’ve just never had the courage to ask him. But I really want to touch him, make sure he’s real. I mean, of course he’s real, but I’ve never seen him outside of my screen before.

I’m at my laptop scrolling through tumblr when Baz asks to skype. I accept.

“Hey.”

“Hey Baz.” I smile at him. I’m always happy to see him.

“Listen… I’ve been meaning to tell you something for awhile.”

I stare at him through the screen. Why is he nervous? He’s making me feel nervous “Okay.”

“I just…” he sighs and runs a hand through his hair “You know that I’m going to university.”

I look at him expectantly. Is he finally telling me where he’s going? It’s not like him to keep things a secret; not from me anyway.

“This doesn’t have to mean anything but–” he continues, and he’s blushing right now and I feel like blushing myself just by the way he’s looking at me. “I’m going to London.”

“What?” Wait, what? Did he really just say–

“London. I’m going to fucking London, Simon.”

“Why?” I ask stupidly. But I start grinning at him like an idiot. We’re going to be in the same city. Fuck, I’m gonna be able to hang out with him and actually see his face.

“Well there’s a really good school there… Besides, there’s someone I was really hoping to meet in person.” I feel my cheeks burning as he says this.

Holy shit this is really happening. I’m going to finally meet Baz. “When are you moving to London?”

“I’m already here. I just arrived at my aunt’s flat a few hours ago.” Then he grabs his laptop and turns it around so that I can see his new room.

“Baz?” I call him, and he puts his laptop on the desk again.

“Yeah?”

“I’m gonna be in London in a few days.”

“I know–”

“Let’s meet?” I say unsure, interrupting him.

“I’d like that.” he tells me, half smiling.

And there’s nothing to lose now, so I might as well try my luck. “As in, a date.”

“Oh?” He looks surprised.

“Is that cool?”

“Fuck, of course it is, Simon.”

We agreed to meet at Kings Cross, Baz said he would pick me up when I arrived (everything that I own fits into a bag) and then we would go on our date. I can’t believe this is happening, that he actually said yes to go out with me.

I’ve been so nervous the last couple of days because of this, of finally going to meet him. But as the train arrives at the station and I exit the platform all that anxiety melts away when I notice him staring right at me.

Once I reach him I let my bag drop to the floor. I put my arms around him to pull him closer into a tight hug and he does the same. He feels so good this close to me, and smells incredible, I don’t know how to describe it other than that he smells posh and it really fits him.

“Baz.” I say, grinning into his neck. I still can’t believe that he’s actually here in front of me.

“Hello, Simon,” he says, and it’s muffled by my hair. He holds me tight against him longer than necessary before letting me go.

When I step back all I can focus on are his lips. They were so close to mine. And I just really want to kiss him.

I put my hand on his neck and make slow movements with my thumb. “I want to kiss you…” I start,“but we haven’t even been on a date yet.” That gets me a eye roll from him.

“We’re not exactly strangers,” he says, leaning into me.

He’s so close now; if I just leaned a bit forward, we’d be kissing. “I know, but I still want to take you on a–”

And then he kisses me.

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spoilers ahoy

I love how subversive of fantasy tropes Carry On is. Agatha gives up magic because it just doesn’t make her feel good inside??? like, can you imagine a harry potter character giving up magic??? and she isn’t the prize anyone wins at the end?? she just lives her fucking life???

the chosen one SUCKS at being chosen??? gives up the thing that makes him special? because it just seems like the right thing to do??? 

the white “old man” mentor type who’s going to bring peace and equality?? turns out to be the bad guy?? but is still complex and not just evil TM?

smart best girl friend is not a mary sue???

arch-nemesis doesn’t die or suffer for redemption??? everyone just loves him??? and everything’s ok??? 

badass peace loving lady dies defending everyone?? 

main actually receives mental health care???? 

gay BOYS KISSING??? NEITHER OF THEM HAS TO DIE??? THEY END UP TOGETHER?!!!?? i just…

Character Moodboards | Baz Pitch |

Look at what I bought today. I’m so happy!!!

“I have to stop kissing you, so I can go drink some blood.”

- carry on; rainbow rowell

( snowbaz edit for @lowqualitymcr aka my late xmas gift)

Redbubble gives me life 💖 Just hung my beautiful Carry On tapestry ✨

*muffled screaming*

i live to fluster baz

Your art is so amazing and adorable!!! I just love this!

Snowbaz AU - Baz First Time Staying the Night

Simon

It’s been a month since me and Penny moved into the flat, and even though Baz is pretty much here all the time, he always leaves at night to hunt and never comes back.

We’ve snuggled on the couch and had naps on my bed. I like the soft noises he makes when he’s sleeping and having his arms around me.

I really want him to just stay here. It’s weird not sleeping near him, we’ve shared a bedroom for years. Should I just ask him? What if he doesn’t want to?

Baz

I should leave, it’s getting late, but Simon is acting weird. We’re laying down on the couch holding hands and he’s just frowning at the window.

“Simon… whatever is bothering you, can you tell me before I need to leave?”

“Can you uh…go hunt and then come back?” He says, without looking at me.

What the hell? Maybe I should stay. “Did something happen?”

He sits on the couch before speaking, “Everything is fine… Just come back here later okay?”

I really don’t want to leave but I need to hunt.

I arrive at his apartment and it’s already 1am, he’s probably asleep by now.

Penny gave me a key a week after they moved in, she claimed that she was tired of hearing the doorbell all the time. Most days, I still do it just to mess with her.

Simon is not on the couch so I go into his bedroom to find him.

I sit in the bed and gently push his curls away from his face. Should I wake him? I miss seeing him sleep.

Simon

I feel his hand playing with my hair, so I slowly open my eyes.

“Sorry didn’t mean to awake you” he says, with a small smile that quickly vanishes, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

He’s looking at me worried, probably thinking that something is wrong, when all I want is to fall asleep with him by my side.

I grab his arm and pull him into the bed “Can you just …stay?” I say softly.

Baz

Is this all that Simon wanted? For me to stay? Crowley how could he be so oblivious? Did he forgot that I have skipped morning classes to come here and cuddle with him? I’m in love with a moron.

I roll my eyes, then I give him a soft smile, “Took you long enough to ask.” I take some of my clothes just to be comfortable and I enter the bed.

He’s smiling stupidly at me now “Yeah?”

Simon

I’m putting my head in the space between his shoulder and neck. He smells so good, smells like home to me, always has.

“You know that I’m not good with words.” I mumble.

I like this, it feels right falling asleep in his arms. I give him a soft kiss on his neck “G’night Baz”.

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carry on summer headcanons part one!!

part two coming soonn

uh.

I slipped.

apologies to my parents.

Pals. I know we talk about Simon in trackies all the time. But like. Can we think of Baz in them for a sec?

Baz arriving at the flat soaked to the bones because of the heavy rain, and Simon giving him a pair of his own sweatpants. Baz pouting for a good half an hour because a Pitch would never walk around in that kind of loungewear in broad daylight but finally, after arguing for ages he puts them on and they´re soft and cosy and actually not too bad. Baz pulling them down as low as possible because they´re a little short on his legs and he doesn´t want to look like a grumpy child after a growth spurt. Baz finally leaving the bathroom awkward but warm and Simon giggling a little because he´s never seen him like this, big jumper and trackies, running around barefoot.

And then mesmerized by the little show of skin every time Baz lifts his arms, sweater riding up, sweatpants hanging low; suddenly never wanting him to wear a suit again.

(sorry this is so messy, I literally just wanted to doodle this to get it out of my head >:D )

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