#carry on reverse bang 2023

[alexalexinii]

Simon “This is your fault!” Baz crosses his arms over his chest and narrows his eyes at me. “Really, Snow,” he drawls. I swear he sounds posher the more annoyed he is. Which is quite a trick, given that he’s sitting in the dirt, his stork legs stretched out nearly from one side of the well to the other, and wearing a dirty and tattered Watford uniform. Still he manages to look better than me.

Excited to finally share one half of my participation in the @carryon-reverse-bang

For this concept, I was paired up with the lovely @aristocratic-otter who turned my concept into an intriguing and outstanding story.

Please indulge yourselves with:

The Heart In The Well

and a big thank you to the corb team for making this possible!!!

[excalisbury]

Hey Cowgirl With That Look in Your Eyes

by @iknowfuck-allaboutvampires (Heathus)

with art by me (@excalisbury)

I'm so excited to share my @carryon-reverse-bang with you all this year! I sketched out this cowgirl brobelove and am loving where Heather is taking it!

click to see ~*that look*~ in their eyes

[aristocratic-otter]

Here it is, my 2023 @carryon-reverse-bang collaboration with (and inspired by) the incredible @alexalexinii!

This story will (probably) be three chapters. The first one is finished and posted, the second is nearly done, the third isn't started yet. But I've not left a fic unfinished yet!

Introducing...(drum roll)...

The Heart In The Well

Rated: T

Word Count: Currently 3,122, probably will be about 10,000

Summary:

Simon Snow should have known better than to chase after the Hobgoblin Horde. Now he's trapped at the bottom of a well with no food or water, and a vampire who's only going to get thirstier as time passes. Baz Pitch doesn't know why the Hobgoblins abducted him from the Wavering wood. He just knows that Snow was stupid enough to get caught too, and now they're trapped together, and Baz hasn't had blood in three days...

Chapter 1: The Boy In The Well

Simon

“This is your fault!”

Baz crosses his arms over his chest and narrows his eyes at me. “Really, Snow,” he drawls. I swear he sounds posher the m ore annoyed he is. Which is quite a trick, given that he’s sitting in the dirt, his stork legs stretched out nearly from one side of the well to the other, and wearing a dirty and tattered Watford uniform.

Still he manages to look better than me.

[blackberrysummerblog]

Happy Wednesday! I hope the holidays were restful and good to everyone, and that a merry Christmas was had by all who celebrate. It’s been such a busy few weeks, and especially with CORB and COC I wouldn’t be surprised if folks are burned out, but I’ll make a bunch of tags regardless—feel free to take a breather & ignore :)

I’m sharing a bit of the second chapter to @ghostpepperworld and my CORB collab, The Stars Light Our Path, under a cut for some fairly tame nudity.

“I forgot you legged types keep your reproductive organs out in the open,” he marvels, reaching down to further inspect himself.

It’s a credit to my upbringing that rather than swooning on the spot, I manage to keep my voice steady when I reply, “We do no such thing. We wear clothes, Simon.”

He eyes me mischievously, and takes an unsteady step forward. I brace my hands at his waist to keep him upright. “I’m not as long as you,” he says, sounding disappointed.

“I…you what?” Simon gestures with his hand, raising it up in the air toward the top of my head and then waving it over his own. “Oh! You’re not as tall as I am,” I correct. “You’re shorter. By about three inches.”

Here’s a link to the first chapter ICYMI; I really recommend at least scrolling to the end for the truly gorgeous artwork!

I hope everyone has a fabulous rest of the week! No-pressure tagging: @tender-ministrations , @larkral , @cutestkilla , @forabeatofadrum , @stardustasincocaine , @iamamythologicalcreature , @thewholelemon , @nightimedreamersworld , @valeffelees , @ic3-que3n , @nausikaaa , @aceumbrellaheroes , @artsyunderstudy , @youarenevertooold , @alleycat0306 , @c0nsumemy5oul , @orange-peony , @prettygoododds , @wellbelesbian , @asocialpessimist , @bookish-bogwitch , @supercutedinosaurs , @you-remind-me-of-the-babe , @hushed-chorus , @theotherhufflepuff , @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists , @aroace-genderfluid-sheep , @raenestee , @confused-bi-queer , @j-nipper-95 , @martsonmars , @ileadacharmedlife , @ionlydrinkhotwater , @ivelovedhimthroughworse , @aristocratic-otter , @letraspal , @imagineacoolusername , @facewithoutheart , @fatalfangirl , @rimeswithpurple and anybody I missed who would like to share! ❤️

[carryon-reverse-bang]

CORB 2023 Sign-Ups are Now Open!

Writer Sign-Ups

Artist Sign-Ups

You can find the schedule down below and the rules and faqs here. If you have any questions please let us know!

Schedule

August 1st: Sign-ups open

Auguat 14th: Sign-ups close

August 23rd: Last day for artists to submit sketch/concept

August 24th: Writers can view art concepts

August 26th: Claims open

September 1st: Claims close

September 3rd: Team announcements

September 30th: Check-in

October 28th: Final Check-in

November 8th: Last day for teams to choose posting dates

November 11th: Posting dates sent out

November 15th-30th: Posting

[melodysmash]

My first ever fanfic, based on the concept for this precious artwork by @stardustasincocaine and written for the 2023 @carryon-reverse-bang, is now live! It's a 5+1 of sorts, and all (short) chapters are live now.

➡️ Known on AO3 ⬅️

I would love any words of affirmation you feel compelled to share! ❤️

[best--dress]

The Tower Room

Rated: M

Words: 5k/15k 16k! Chapters: 9/9

Simon "Skywalker" Snow is just getting the hang of his new job as a dancer at The Tower Room, an eclectic Brooklyn strip club. But who's the rival male dancer watching Simon's performances? He must be plotting something...

I am *ecstatic* to finally share the collab @artsyunderstudy and I have been working on for @carryon-reverse-bang! I fell in love with this art concept the moment I laid eyes on it. You're only getting a little tease at the moment, though – you'll have to wait for chapter 8 to get the full picture of Baz and Simon's performance. (It. Is. Drool-worthy.)

Thank you, Ashton, for inspiring me to write the fic I never would've dreamed of otherwise.

[leithillustration]

The Vampire Knight and The Chivalrous Dragon

Rating: M

Words: 3,493

Chapters: 1 of maybe 3

Sneaking in just before the deadline for @carryon-reverse-bang 2023, I’m so so thrilled to present my artwork and the accompanying first chapter of The Vampire Knight and the Chivalrous Dragon written by the talented @scribble-tier.

My idea was based around the English legend of St George and the dragon- an excuse to live out my dreams of putting Baz into shiny armour to match his glossy hair. Jude ran with it and is giving us a slow burn fic filled with class division, familial obligation and sword fights!

The artwork is only half of the original image I’d intended to create, so the final full piece will be released later on, accompanying whichever chapter feels most appropriate. I can’t wait for you to see the full thing and I’m so excited to read the rest of this story. Thank you @scribble-tier for picking my prompt, it’s been great working with you (: Hope you all enjoy!

Summary:

Basilton Grimm-Pitch is set to be a knight of legend and renown, with a powerful bloodline and training like very few knights before him. But when he's tasked to slay the beast setting fire to the kingdom, he grapples with how to decline without tarnishing his image or going up in flames himself.

And then Simon Snow is one of the missing.

(Tags under the cut)

Big thanks to the lovely supportive folks in the CORB discord, sorry if I’ve missed tagging you, I am terrible at this stuff and have no idea what I’m doing 98% of the time 😅

@artsyunderstudy @cutestkilla @knitbelove-draws @rimeswithpurple @larkral @melodysmash @youarenevertooold @alexalexinii @katatsumuli @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @iamamythologicalcreature @squidamalink

[jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists]

CARRY ON REVERSE BANG

We finally fucking did it!!! @ebbpettier and I are super fucking proud to announce our labor of love; the dark carnival snowbaz AU!! Y’all are gonna love this 👀👀👀 @carryon-reverse-bang thank you guys for putting this bang together! It was so much fun to participate in!

WE DID IT!!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰 The first 3 chapters are posted, and they’ll keep coming from here! Let’s see what happens 🤭

[larkral]

Feet Buried in the Sand

Oh look, my second @carryon-reverse-bang piece! Art by the amazing @leithillustration, writing by me (@larkral).

Feet Buried in the Sand

8,622 words, rated T

Moments on a beach.

[iamamythologicalcreature]

The Haunting of Simon Snow

A collaboration for the @carryon-reverse-bang fest!

Art by @bubble-gumhead, Fic by @iamamythologicalcreature

Status: 1/many chapters // 5.5k so far

Rating: Mature

Summary:

Simon never expected to take a job repairing fire damage at Pitch Manor. First off, his old schoolmate Dev Pitch never liked him. And there's the small matter of it being an empty, recently-abandoned mansion in the middle of the Hampshire dead spot. But the money's good. The fridge is stocked. There's cell reception. It's fine. Except, he's starting to think maybe those stories about Pitch Manor being haunted are more than just rumours. There’s a particular portrait, too, that’s caught his eye. Some stuffed-up tosser with the most pretentious name imaginable. It keeps… Well. It keeps changing. (But that’s not possible. Right?)

Read Chapter One on AO3!

Gushing and additional info below the cut!

I'm so thrilled to share Chapter 1 of my @carryon-reverse-bang collaboration with the amazing artist @bubble-gumhead! This is my first ever fanfic, and I'm so psyched I got such gorgeous art to inspire me! The line art that originally inspired me is in the header above (with the full color masterpiece to be unveiled in a later chapter!). I was drawn immediately to Bubblegumhead's beautiful style, and the sweet pose. The idea of including an historical element took root in my brain and turned into a ghost story. XD Check out Chapter One for an additional (?!) illustration! (Amazing.)

Stay tuned for more! I have most of the story drafted. It'll be long, but not gargantuan. XD

[ebbpettier]

When it seems finished, its eyes blazing, the crowd begins murmuring, then screaming. Cheers about a jolly good show are said, jeers are thrown, as are handfuls of popcorn and sherbet lemons. The chaos swells around it. But Baz… Baz is struck utterly still. Because the creature is looking straight at him.

:D AT LAAAAAAST!!! @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists made our first post because I was stuck at work, so I get to unveil for the night crowd. we've been kicking our Dark Carnival/Supernatural Circus back and forth for ages and they did such a fantastic job building a rich and spooky world out of just two images! @carryon-reverse-bang thank you for making all this possible, its been a blast

[ivelovedhimthroughworse]

Stake my Breath Away

Rated: T

Summary: "Last I heard, you were going around telling everyone that he’s a vampire.” He leans back to examine my face. “That true, boy?”

I’m not sure if he means Baz being a vampire, or me telling everyone. “Well—”

He doesn’t give me room to answer anyway. “Because if it is true, you should just do it.”

“Do what?”

“Stake him.”

Simon thinks he wants to stake Baz. Rid the world of the monster like he was destined to.

Until, suddenly, he doesn't.

Word Count: 3434

I'm so glad that @dragoneggos picked my art for @carryon-reverse-bang!

This was my first time doing this event and it was a pleasure to join in. Have you noticed that something magical happens with these types of collaborations?

Congrats to everyone who has worked hard to make this year's event so wonderful! Thank you to the mods for your work behind the scenes and your encouragement.

[aristocratic-otter]

Ok, it’s been forever. Thank you for being patient with me. It’s been a mix of life stuff and biting off more than I can chew, lol. And yes, I currently have 11 WIPs (two are secret and aren’t teased below). Yes, I’m an idiot. I hope you like the snips (below the break)!

Thank you to: @nausikaaa, @thewholelemon, @rimeswithpurple, @monbons, @blackberrysummerblog,

@cutestkilla ,@letraspal , @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @whatevertheweather, @wellbelesbian,

@ic3-que3n, @roomwithanopenfire, @emeryhall, @prettygoododds, @artsyunderstudy,

@larkral, @youarenevertooold, @j-nipper-95 for tagging me over the last many weeks.

From Saving Simon Snow 

When Simon returns, he’s chilled to the bone. There are ice crystals trapped in his curls and clinging to his skin and clothing. Where on Earth did he fly to? I know better than to ask. He appears calm right now, but I don’t know how deep that goes. Is he still an emotional mess under the surface? 

From Snow Fox: 

“My apologies, ladies. Important business calls me elsewhere at the moment. Lieutenant Gage will keep you both safe and see to your needs.” Gage will be our prison guard, he means. I nod, tightly, feeling my mother do the same at my side. 

“Good luck with your business, Colonel,” my mother adds pleasantly. Her tone wishes him anything but. 

From Cupid’s Shield

I’m panting now. Something is cresting inside of me. Something I’ve never felt before. Baz’s hands slide down and clutch convulsively at my arse and I can’t help it: I moan. 

Something breaks open in Baz at the sound. A whole body shiver shakes his frame, and then he lets loose. 

From Stars, Flowers and Children

By the time we’ve turned fifteen, Simon has turned the little ramshackle tent I first built on the beach into something more akin to a castle. It has two stories, a bedroom for each of us in the upper floor, a kitchen with a firepit dug into the floor on the lower floor along with a privy room and what he calls our ‘parlour’. He’s built everything we could conceivable need, but I think he gets bored easily, because he’s constantly adjusting and polishing and tweaking the building. His most recent addition is a slide, travelling from a window on the second story down to the beach, and that’s how he joins me this morning, half tumbling, half slipping down its slick surface. 

I laugh and shake my head. We may be growing up, but Simon’s still mostly a child at heart, and I like that about him.

From TikTok Dancer: 

I’m worried. 

Does Baz know Snow is a magical creature? Penny told me, after the first meal all five of us shared, that Baz is a Mage. She could sense his magic, though she didn’t call him out on it. She also told me, privately, that the Pitch family was rather infamous back home in Great Britain. “They’re dark,” she said solemnly. “Pitches can’t be trusted.”

From The Rat and the River 

The stranger is a black man with glasses, I can tell that much. That, and he’s awfully cheerful for a man entering a hot zone potentially seething with deadly infectious particles, given he’s smiling widely at us as he pours bleach over his head.

Everytime his decontamination activities bring him around to face us again, he smiles again and waves. He’s got a nice smile, full of perfectly straight white teeth (product of American orthodontics, I’m sure), and it’s unfortunately contagious. I feel a faint tug at the corner of my lips.

From my Visitor Baz AU (still working on a title)

Being shocked and saddened wouldn’t put Simon off his food. But he’s been different this year. Since seeing the Humdrum as an eleven year old version of himself, growing deformed wings out of his back and then losing them in clumps of gore, and then coming back from a summer in care to find his roommate missing, he’s been more obsessive than ever before, and also somehow fragile. There’s a look in his eyes like he’s one trembling step away from going over the edge most days. And that’s intolerable. It’s my job to keep Simon Snow from falling apart, and I’m damn well going to see it done.

And, I have two CORB partners this year! 

From Corb 1: Baby Mine with @argumentativeantitheticalg

I’m going to find that cat and drain it dry. But first, I’m going to carve its bloody voice box out.

It’s been wailing outside for the last ten minutes, and I’ve got a paper due in two hours that I can’t focus on because of that hideous noise. With a huff, I drop the book I was referencing to the table and stomp over the door, ready to put that miserable creature out of its misery. 

Only, it’s not a cat.

If anyone claims to have witnessed the way I gasp-shriek at the sight of what’s on my doormat,  I’ll deny it. Then I’ll spell their memory. 

From Corb 2: The Stoves Come On At Night, with @ebbpettier

I dream.

I know it’s a dream, in that vague way you know what you’re experiencing can’t possibly be real. But the dream feels…I dunno, comfortable. Like a worn-in shoe. It feels like it fits me. 

I’m at a party. A party from another life, another world

Tags and howdies to: @chen-chen-chen-again-chen, @bazzybelle, @dragoneggos, @erzbethluna, @palimpsessed, 

@frjsti, @fatalfangirl, @melodysmash, @moments-au-crayon22, @moodandmist, 

@mostlymaudlin, @onepintobean, @raenestee, @tea-brigade, @upuntil6am,

@whogaveyoupermission, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @krisrix, @shemakesmeforget, @confused-bi-queer,

@nightimedreamersghost, @angelsfalling16, @mooncello, @shrekgogurt, @cosmicalart, 

@theearlgreymage, @Iamamythologicalcreature, @ileadacharmedlife, @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @facewithoutheart,

@martsonmars, @thewholelemon, @bookish-bogwitch, @skeedelvee, @ivelovedhimthroughworse,

@messofthejess, @best--dress, @noblecorgi, @alexalexinii,  @hushed-chorus,  

[blackberrysummerblog]

I liiiive! I cannot believe how long it’s been since I’ve posted an excerpt on here, but it’s been a pretty spoonless month (cue lengthy attempt at discussing the situation followed by a quick delete, because seriously? Whine moar 🙄). Thank you so much to all you lovelies who have kept tagging me; it’s been so nice to feel remembered! @wellbelesbian, @j-nipper-95, @orange-peony, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @youarenevertooold, @alleycat0306, @artsyunderstudy, @prettygoododds, @shrekgogurt, @larkral, @valeffelees, @fatalfangirl, @facewithoutheart, @nightimedreamersworld, @rimeswithpurple, @forabeatofadrum, @confused-bi-queer and @cutestkilla all tagged me recently and I’ve been so delighted to see what you’ve all been working on! This fandom really has the most talented writers and artists <3

As for me, I’ve been working on a few things as well! Some of you may have seen a woeful post last week when I realized I’d been writing one of my CORBs in a file I’d unwittingly created on my work account. *chef’s kiss* Beautiful. The upshot of that is that I lost thousands of words after hastily and permanently deleting the file, then buried myself under six feet of rocky soil in the backyard. But I’ve since climbed out and have been recreating it! (In my PERSONAL documents this time!) I’m not sure I’m allowed to say who I’m collaborating with or how much of the summary I can share, but I don’t think it’s giving away too much to say that it’s an AU where Baz is a demon nobleman in hell and Simon is a mortal merman who catches his eye. It’s a really creative concept and I’m excited to be working on it! Here’s a few more than six sentences (and some other fic excerpt shares) under the cut:

I’m lost in the dream again when Métis buzzes in my ear, and I try my damnedest not to hear her. I roll over and pull the shadows closer, but she burrows in nonetheless. “No,” I grumble as blue eyes and golden scales slip away from me once more, leaving nothing but ripples in the fluidity of retreating sleep. As I sit up and scowl at my father’s right hand pest, I can just about recall the setting sun limning bronze curls with a reddish halo.

Halo—ha.

“He wantsz to szeeee you,” Métis hums, settling alight in her favorite spot atop the curve of my left horn. “Sayszz it’s important.”

There’s just the barest fog of despair weaving around my ankles as I make my way to Father’s chambers, nurturing the chill that always permeates my corporeal form. An unexpected meeting seldom brings good news, but I wouldn’t say speaking with him is the last way I’d want to spend these early hours—the hypocritamus pools need sieving, after all. Depending on their recent diet and the subject Father wishes to discuss, the difference may be vanishingly slight.

The second thing I’ve been working on is from an anon prompt on @carryonprompts, which I’m going to paraphrase as “post-awtwb Simon getting kidnapped and Baz (plus Penny and Sheperd) having to be the one to play the hero to Simon’s damsel for a change.” Here’s six sentences:

I pull him up to his knees and kick his legs apart, stabilizing him.

Baz is so far out of this one’s league; I’ve never known what he sees in this deformed, ill-mannered, working-class mage.

He’s handsome enough in spite of the wings though, I suppose—in a brutish way. His eyes flash at me when I knot my fingers in his dirty hair to pull his head back, lifting his face. Square-jawed and broad through the shoulders and chest, thick-thighed, what we would have called a bit of rough, once. The faithful common laborer you could count on to throw you down on top of the bed for the pounding of a lifetime—is that all that Baz wants him for?

Lastly, a good bit more than 6 sentences from my still-unpublished crucible marriage AU, just because. I know I once posted a paragraph where Baz was taking Simon clothes shopping after being scandalized by the state of his drawers, and this is a resulting scene:

“Baz!” Snow shouts from the changing room. Balthazar’s balls, what’s the issue? He can’t want me to go in there. “Baz, c’mere!” He…wants me to go in there. I take a deep breath and push open the door fractionally.

“What, Snow?”

“Come in here!”

“I swear to magic, if you’re naked—” Oh. Oh, Crowley. This may somehow be worse. Simon is wearing the snug fitting blue knit shirt I sent him in with, and it would be showing off his biceps and chest enough to blow what’s left of my mind even if he didn’t have it hitched halfway up his abdomen. He’s changed into a pair of the short new boxer briefs we purchased in the last store (ordinarily I’d recoil at the notion of not washing them first, the heathen, but—Simon) and he’s gripping the waistband of a pair of soft grey trousers that he’s pulled halfway up his arse.

“I thought you might want to check out the new pants,” he says casually, nodding toward his backside as if I could pry my eyes away with a crowbar. “Do these get the seal of approval, then?”

I can’t speak. I think I may be salivating. Simon grins at me then, dragging one side of the trousers up while letting the other drop below the curve of his world-ending arse. He shimmies the exposed cheek in my direction, working himself into the trousers one centimeter at a time.

“You menace,” I hiss, unable to modulate my voice to a normal speaking level.

“What?” He finishes hitching the trousers up and leans back against the wall, not bothering to do up the flies. “Do I look OK?”

“No.” His face falls and I can’t bear it, even for a joke. “You look delicious. Absolutely debauched.”

“Debauched?!” Simon’s offended moue melts into something else as I slink toward him purposefully. “I don’t look debauched.”

He does. Trousers open, shirt still pushed up over his navel, curls in disarray from his habit of manhandling them when frustrated. I lean over him, my feet on either side of his, and he’s even farther beneath me than usual because of how he’s slouched back against the wall. He gasps softly when I take hold of his waistband and fasten the button of his trousers, my knuckles grazing the soft hair on his belly.

“Baz…nngh.”

I’ve drawn the zipper up carefully, but not so carefully that I’m not palming him over his trousers. I’ve barely touched him, but I note with satisfaction the goose flesh rising on his forearms. “Shh, love,” I murmur in his ear, tugging down his shirt so that it covers his stomach. Once he’s no longer indecent, I run both hands up under his shirt, squeezing at his thick, firm waist. Simon moans, tipping his head back to expose his long neck, and I’m dropping kiss after kiss there when I hear a sudden clearing of someone’s throat behind us.

It’s the changing room attendant, scowling in through the door that I foolishly left open. “Can I bring you gentlemen any different sizes?”

And that’s about it! I’d tag people if I hadn’t gotten to post this so late in the day, but as it stands I think most everyone’s already posted today. I hope everyone’s had a great week and that the next one is even better! :)

[carryon-reverse-bang]

Coming VERY Soon: Carry On Reverse Bang 2023

Sign-ups will open tomorrow and we will have the schedule posted then as well!

We are very excited to be hosting this event again and hope you will join us 😁