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Baz Pitch, alternatively,,,,,,,,,
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*Hour 17 in the car*
Simon: but have you heard of Apple Bees?
Baz: Iām going to jerk the wheel
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just wondering on which occasion that I said āgod strike me deadā that this bitch took me seriously
stop.
if you are in the carry on fandom, please reblog this post.
i wanna see how big we are
(In which myĀ headcanon gets edited... and illustrated.)
I gotta get used to this Tumblr thing where as soon as you post something, you canāt find it again to edit it. So I figured Iād just go ahead and repost the updated drabble and indulge myself with some art to go with it. :)
So, as before, it would be cool if something like this had taken place somewhere between Chapters 67 and 71 of Carry On. Because I dearly love the fact that Simon is sure that Baz is alive, despite Baz feeling sure heās not. Thatās what love does - it gives us life.
____
BAZ
My injured legās gone numb and prickly, but Iām not about to complain. Simon Snow is above me and gazing at me from under his perfect eyebrows. Gazing. Somehow, dozens of private fantasies havenāt prepared me for the reality of locking eyes with Snow in a way that does not portend my imminent injury. If it didnāt make me so damn happy, Iād find it unnerving.
āFor someone who doesnāt think, you look pensive,ā I say.
He shrugs. āIāve just sorted something out, is all.ā
My eyes fixate on a small scar below his lip. I bet that was my fault. āMm-hmm. And whatās that?ā
āI was just thinking that youāre definitely alive,ā he says, āand I can prove it to you.ā
I groan. I wish he wouldnāt keep bringing this up. Itās depressing, and moreover, itās disrupting my concentration. Iām trying to memorize Snowās face like this before we both wake up tomorrow and realize the rest of the world wonāt let us be together.
āIn for another one of your experiments then, am I?ā I sigh.
I feel Simonās fingertips begin tugging at the buttons on my shirt. āSomething like that.ā
His hand slips under the fabric and comes to rest in the center of my chest. Its warmth seems to radiate all the way down my arms and up into my cheeks.
For a fleeting moment, I wonder if Snow is about to light me up with his magic again, but then I feel his mouth on my neck, and just like that, yet another fantasy is neutralized for its inability to measure up to the real thing. My eyes roll back as Snowās kisses travel slowly down from my ear to my collar, and a sound Iāve never heard before escapes from my lips. Iāve forgotten how to breathe properly. Or think.
Aleister. Crowley.
A long moment passes before I feel his lips pull away. āNow give me your hand,ā he murmurs.
His hand falls away from my chest, finds mine, and presses it over my heart. I feel my heartbeat racing, hammering away against my fingertips like a drum.
I open my eyes, and Simon is above me again wearing that shit-eating grin he puts on when he knows heās won.
āSee? Alive.ā
____
SIMON
The way Baz looks at me after I kiss his neck gives me goose pimples. His eyes are partly closed, like heās observing me from far away. One of his hands is still under my own, pressed against his heart, while the other absently touches the spot below his jaw where my lips had played.
Only now does it occur to me that no one has ever touched him there, much less kissed him.
Itās where heād been bitten.
I open my mouth to speak, but before I have a chance to say something predictably idiotic and deficient, Baz comes back to life under my hands and kisses me soundly on the mouth. His arms are so strong around me that Iām instantly out of breath. I allow myself one thought: for somebody incapable of warming above room temperature, Baz succeeds in setting my skin on fire every time his lips touch mine.
Heās rolling me onto my back when I feel something wet against the tip of my nose. I open my eyes and notice tears clinging to his eyelashes.
āAre you all right?ā I ask.
āShut up, Simon,ā he says, and with another kiss he makes sure I do.
As he melts against me, I decide Iām okay with that. Baz wins this round.
For fellow Penny fans. Everyone needs a friend with a super magical glam ring who doesnāt mind when you fall through the front door in the dead of winter looking like you tangled with the devil, right?
I lean into him, because Iām cold and heās always warm. And because I like to remind him that Iām not afraid of him.
- Chapter 20, Carry On by Rainbow Rowell
I AM ENCHANTED THIS IS GORGEOUS
James: *late to transfiguration*
McGonagall: Mr. Potter, where is your robe?
James: *recently informed of muggle appliance functions* the wishy washy

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Simon *creeping up behind Baz to see if he has a reflection in the mirror*
Baz: What are you doing?
Simon: *sweats* homework
sometimes I remember no one loves Baz more than Rainbow and it gives me hope
simon: you wouldnāt like me before my coffee ha ha
baz: so weird cuz i fuckin hate you all- every- all the time.
I see so many people talking about how Carry On is amazing because of Snowbaz (and donāt get me wrong I 100% agree I love them more than life itself) but you know what deserves more credit? Literally the entire rest of the book. Like everything with the Humdrum? Absolutely magnificent. Bazās whole storyline about his mom visiting? Masterpiece. Literally every other aspect of the plot? Extraordinary.
So I just stayed up until one am to read Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda, which Iāve been meaning to read from the time I READ CARRY ON! (How long has it been? Two years maybe?) and Iām just so eccentric. I really loved it and the ending was so happy, but for some reason when I put the book down I just cried. Like it could not have ended in a more charming and happy way, but Iām sad? And I canāt sleep Iām so awake and reading is meant to make you tired but whenever I read I feel like I could run a race. Is this a thing? Does anyone else feel weird after reading? Maybe itās because I only enjoy reading when I should be sleeping. Schools in six hours and I only have this week left but I canāt keep it together! I borrowed the book from the library at school today (weāll technically yesterday) and Iām bringing it back. The librarianās gonna think Iām phyco! I also really want to read more but lately I just canāt do it, like nothing really gets me going but when I like a book I almost read it cover to cover so whereās the fun in that?
summary:
Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda = good
My ācomming out thingā = Shambles (apparently)
Sleeping Schedule = done fucked
Reading = makes me woke af
Grammar = not good
So the current time is 1:48am and I want Oreos and somebody to love me :/
Love,
Soalivesimon

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