Carry On Tarot Collection

CARRY ON TAROT COLLECTION - The World (XXI)

Original card meaning - Achievement, fulfillment, possibilities, successful conclusions

I tried to translate some of the elements in the original 'World' that represent completion into this card. Originally, a lion, a bull and a cherub surround a naked figure. These animals represent the four fixed signs of the zodiac - Leo, Taurus, Aquarius and Aries. Their outlines are there in the four clouds that surround Simon, if you squint. Nakedness to me represents vulnerability, which comes with a sense of ease, so I had to draw Simon glowing in his favorite comfort clothes, because everyone knows the power of a good hoodie. It was important to me that Simon be the 'World' as I wanted to give him a sense completion, and fulfillment and that's what I'm hoping AWTWB will give me!

XX: Judgement

Awakening, Decision making, Redemption, Reincarnation, Renewal, Transition

This card features Fiona Pitch as a foil to her sister Natasha, the High Priestess. Judgement is decisive, finding her calling, hunting the undead. She rises from a sea of blood, wreathed in her own flame, above not only the evil dead, but her former lover and her cherished nephew. Judgement is not always about black and white -- there are difficult choices to be made.

“Beautiful, Simon,” he whispered. Two fingers, one flesh and blood, one metal and silicone, traced down Simon’s chest.

“What is?” Simon whispered back and captured his lips with its own. Warm skin against nonflammable silicone.

“You are.”

READ IT HERE ON AO3⭐️

Here it finally is!! My fic for @cotarot! I’m pretty sure waiting to post killed me, my fuckin god!

Do you like robots? Kidnappings? Romance???? Very specific vibe but did you like the Fifth Element???

Then come one, come all and read this dang thing. You’ll get to see first hand how I definitely watched way too much sci-fi as a kid.

Special thanks to @motherscarf and @caitybuglove23 for reading over this for me. Ily 💋

While you’re at it, you can check out my simpard sequel:

by pipsqueakparker

Summary:

There’s so much I wish I could tell you, that I could explain.

It’s been so many years since the last time this happened, since I last tried to reach you.

I can feel it thinning again, I can feel another opportunity approaching. I only hope it’ll work this time.

Simon.

It’s cold and lonely here. I’m left with nothing but the memories, they swallow me whole sometimes. They never tell you what happens after…

I suppose this is why.

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AKA, The One Where The Veil Thins Again

Notes:

(no i absolutely did not get distracted with moving stuff yesterday and forget to post this, it is 100% still july 13th thank you)

This is my fic for the @cotarot Collection: The Devil

It’s meant to go hand-in-hand with my fic for The Hanged Man, suspension & metamorphoses.

big ol’ thank you to @annabellelux​ for the title 💙

In tarot, The Devil represents bondage, fear, feeling trapped, and unhealthy relationships. Obviously, my first thought was Lucy and The Mage. Reversed, the card represents divorce and freedom from restraints, which are the elements that I wanted to use to tie the fics together. In a way, they’re meant to shine a comparative light on the relationship that brought Simon into the world and the relationship that Simon built with Baz, which broke expectations. Also, it’s a lil’ fic to give you Feelings about Lucy and Simon.

Either way, I hope you enjoy it.

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LUCY

There’s so much I wish I could tell you, that I could explain.

It’s been so many years since the last time this happened, since I last tried to reach you.

I can feel it thinning again, I can feel another opportunity approaching. I only hope it’ll work this time.

Simon.

It’s cold and lonely here. I’m left with nothing but the memories, they swallow me whole sometimes. They never tell you what happens after…

I suppose this is why.

He’s here now. I can feel him, I know he’s crossed over, though I don’t know where he is.

I’m not sure I want to find out.

I wonder if he can feel me, or if he cares. I’ve had a lot of time to think now, to reflect on what we had. Or rather, what we didn’t have.

Love.

I thought he loved me, but I feel I can never be sure now. I don’t think he loved me the right way, I don’t think I knew how to be loved the right way.

Perhaps I should have listened to everyone, to the warnings. Mitali only wanted to protect me, but I was smitten and…

My tarot card for today (July 14th) was The Tower!

(I have zero concept of tarot, so thanks to Pipperoni and Sara for assisting my clueless self)

Here it is, my ✨ first ever ✨ Simon Snow fic! This was written for the @cotarot event, for the Tower card.

Fair warning, it’s narrated by a ghost, so it’s a bit angst without plot. But it’s short, so you don’t have to suffer long.

(Header art based on the map of Watford illustrated by Jim Tierney.)

Summary: From somewhere in between the World of Mages and the Veil, Lucy Salisbury reflects on her fate and Simon’s future during certain touchstone events of Carry On which take place in Watford’s towers.

Rating: General Audiences

Word Count: 848 (See? I told you it was short.)

Preview:

What will become of us both?

Is there another place? Something or somewhere else? The Veil can’t find me, and now I won’t be able to find you.

I just want to hold on. Just a little longer. To have you in this way, even if it’s not at all.

I never got to have you.

I never got to tell you.

But then I hear it, before I fade.

Love.

It gives me hope.

Read it on AO3, or click below.

A one shot for card Death for Carry On Tarot organised by @cotarot

Rating: T

Additional tags: Post Book 2 Wayward Son, Canon Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Light mention of sex, AU of Card Justice: A Price to Pay

Word count: 2468

THE HANGED MAN (XII)

Upright: Sacrifice, contemplation, waiting, metamorphosis, new perspectives, knowledge as water Reversed: Stagnation, apathy, avoidance, resistance, wasted sacrifice, stalling as fire

My card for @cotarot

Deep-dive:

by pipsqueakparker

Summary:

“Did you see?” I’m still staring at the empty space next to our bed, where she stood just seconds ago.

I knew what it was immediately, as soon as I felt the air grow colder. I half expected to see Baz’s mum again, though it wouldn’t make much sense. (She no longer had unfinished business, after all.)

There was a woman standing there, but she looked nothing like Baz. She had lighter hair, it may have even been blonde in life, it was nearly transparent now. A slight build. She looked familiar, honestly, but I was still too groggy and muddled from sleep to make the connection at first.

Until I did.

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AKA, The One Inspired By The Hanged Man Tarot Card

Notes:

This was written for the @cotarot event! I’m very into Tarot, so this was really exciting and fun to write.

One of my cards was The Hanged Man. Rightside up, this card suggests ultimate surrender or sacrifice. It represents the feeling of being suspended in air, and those moments of uncertainty right before metamorphoses.

I wrote this as a companion piece with my other card, The Devil, which will go up in a couple of days. (Will link once it’s posted.)

With this one, I wanted to explore the aftermath of ultimate sacrifice, and the metamorphoses that this card suggests follows such a feeling of suspension. (And I also tied in some elements from The Devil, especially it’s meaning when upside down, which is a freedom of sorts, freedom from restraint, and breaking old habits.)

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SIMON

“I-I think… that… ” I can hear my own voice shaking, but I don’t realize I’m physically shaking until Baz wraps his arm around my shoulders to steady me.

“Simon, love, what—”

“Did you see?” I’m still staring at the empty space next to our bed, where she stood just seconds ago.

I knew what it was immediately, as soon as I felt the air grow colder. I half expected to see Baz’s mum again, though it wouldn’t make much sense. (She no longer had unfinished business, after all.)

There was a woman standing there, but she looked nothing like Baz. She had lighter hair, it may have even been blonde in life, it was nearly transparent now. A slight build. She looked familiar, honestly, but I was still too groggy and muddled from sleep to make the connection at first.

Until I did.

It had been years since I saw her face last, just a couple years after Baz’s mum’s Visiting, actually. Agatha had a photo of her. I had stared at that photo for hours, it felt like, as if staring at it would bring her back.

“Mum.”

My card for the Carry On Tarot (@cotarot​)

Strength: 

UPRIGHT: Strength, courage, persuasion, influence, compassion

CARRY ON TAROT - THE HERMIT

The Hermit is found as the fool in his retreat from the world around him. Inner reflection and casting oneself away from the world as a means of knowledge and preservation of self. To be the hermit is to not need the social reflection of others, but instead the space to think.