#coc day 27

[onepintobean]

COC day 27 | Gift

[prettygoododds]

Day 27 - Gift

It’s happening !!!!!

[theearlgreymage]

I gave up and just slammed 10 prompts into 1 fic because I have absolutely 0 chill

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Carry On Series - Rainbow Rowell Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch/Simon Snow, Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch & Simon Snow Characters: Simon Snow, Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch, Penelope Bunce, Shepard (Simon Snow) Additional Tags: COC 2022, Carry On Countdown (Simon Snow), Day 12, Day 13, Day 17, Day 19, Day 20, day 22, Day 23, Day 27, Day 28, day 30, Devour, Devotion, Match, heal, Fangs, Ritual, Hurt/Comfort, Turn, Shiver, The Beginning, Vampires, Blood Loss, Biting, Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Finger Sucking, Grinding, Riding, Topping from the Bottom Summary:

I sit up, and take hold of Baz’s face. “I don’t feel like a monster Baz.”

His lip trembles, and he closes his eyes. “How can you say that?”

“Because you’re not a monster.”

 Carry On Countdown -- 2022

Day 12 - Devour Day 13 - Devotion Day 17 - Match Day 19 - Heal Day 20 - Fangs Day 22 - Ritual Day 23 - Hurt/Comfort Day 27 - Turn Day 28 - Shiver Day 30 - The Beginning

[carryon-countdown]

🕯️Carry On Countdown 2024 • Prompt List ❄️

Hello Snowvians! It's our pleasure to announce that it is once again time for the annual 2024 Carry On Countdown. The Carry On Countdown is a fandom hosted, month-long ‘countdown’ event to the Chapter 61 Snowbaz anniversary for The Simon Snow Trilogy by Rainbow Rowell. The event begins on November 25th and features daily prompts to help inspire all kinds of wonderful fan-created content as we draw closer to Simon and Baz’s anniversary date on December 24th.

We encourage fanfiction, fanart, cosplay, memes, songs, playlists, crafts, etc. The prompts are completely up to your own interpretation and can be used in your original content however you like, but if you have any questions, please send us an ask. 

Speaking of, our admins are excited to present the prompt list for this year's Carry On Countdown: 

Day 1, NOV 25: Something Old

Day 2, NOV 26: Chosen

Day 3, NOV 27: AU/Alternate Universe

Day 4, NOV 28: Daydreaming

Day 5, NOV 29: Forest

Day 6, NOV 30: Truth/Dare

Day 7, DEC 1: Gently

Day 8, DEC 2: Bleed

Day 9, DEC 3: Side Ships/Alternative Ships

Day 10, DEC 4: Dinner

Day 11, DEC 5: Wavering

Day 12, DEC 6: Normal

Day 13, DEC 7: Lyrics

Day 14, DEC 8: Sour

Day 15, DEC 9: Sweets

Day 16, DEC 10: Punk

Day 17, DEC 11: Surprise

Day 18, DEC 12: Vessel

Day 19, DEC 13: Fluff

Day 20, DEC 14: Teeth

Day 21, DEC 15: WLW

Day 22, DEC 16: Angst

Day 23, DEC 17: Goats

Day 24, DEC 18: Holiday Shopping

Day 25, DEC 19: Truce

Day 26, DEC 20: Savour

Day 27, DEC 21: Intertwined

Day 28, DEC 22: Snowed In

Day 29, DEC 23: Alight

Day 30, DEC 24: Something New

You are welcome to participate in as many or as few of the days of the event as you wish. Completing every daily prompt for the COC is not mandatory, although anyone who does will earn a special spot on our “Page of Honour” once the event has concluded. 

The COC is a fan-created and fan-run event, and we have a lovely, dedicated team of admins who are busy organizing all of the fun: Cora @otherpeoplesheartachept-2, Froggy @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, and Raegan @carryonmylovelies.

Even though we can hardly believe it, this is the 9th consecutive year that the fandom has hosted this countdown, and its admins are thrilled to continue this cherished tradition with you all. We feel quite lucky to be a part of something so special every year, and we truly cannot wait for another delightful season of sharing Snowbaz fan-creations with one another. We wish everyone who is planning on participating in the countdown the best of luck. And don’t forget! Our askbox is always open for any questions you may have concerning this event.

Reblogs are very much appreciated (please reblog!), and the hashtags we encourage using with posts relating to the countdown are #Carry On Countdown and #COC 2024. 

Much love,

The admins of the 2024 Carry On Countdown ❤️‍🔥

[alexalexinii]

COC Day 27 - Gift

With Simon taking up new activities, per his therapist's request, he decided to attempt to make pottery to give as gifts.

I feel like Simon would enjoy the sense of creation mixed with the handiness of pottery.

@carryon-countdown

[meatfagart]

The Holy Children of our modern era

Sorry dudes... I've been on a work placement on a rural island in Scotland the last 4 weeks right after my vacation, so making art has been tough! I've started writing my own CoC campaign as well, which is what this piece is for. I may do a megadump of my coc art but I don't think my audience of vampfags would appreciate a depressed 27 year old man from alberta with a slutty waist and a nic addition. But maybe one day !!

[crankybeetle]

@carryon-countdown day 27: Turn

I have not drawn enough penny for coc and that is a CRIME. Fun drawing all the movement in her hair as she turns.

[johnwgrey]

DAY 27 OF COC - TURN

[traskomancer]

RPG a Day 26-31

Day 26: Favorite character sheet

There are character sheets that are well laid out and character sheets that have a fun aesthetic, but honestly I find myself making custom ones for any character I expect to be playing for an extended period of time. Big props to any game where you can just jot everything you need down on an index card. I've played (and hacked) OSR systems where you could fit a whole adventuring party one on sheet of paper..

Day 27: Game I'd like a new edition of

I feel like Unknown Armies thrives on being contemporary, and while I don't think it's needed yet, a new edition in 5-10 years would be great. I feel like Mutants & Masterminds could use a new edition just to clean things up a bit for new players; it doesn't need any big sweeping changes though, IMO. I've heard rumors it's going to happen soon, too.

Day 28: Scariest game I've played

There are different kinds of scary, and honestly I think it's more dependent on the scenario and GM/player delivery than anything else. I've played quite a bit of Call of Ctlhulhu but almost never found it scary. Alien tends to get more squicky than properly scary. Then there's "real world" scary, AKA soulcrushing reminders of the horrors of real life, which I've seen done in a variety of games, from Paranoia to Unknown Armies to D&D 5e.

I tend to enjoy spooky atmospheres and unsettling mysteries, which are things CoC does deliver on, but I make a distinction between that and properly scary.

Day 29: Most memorable encounter

Well, I had one stolen away from me when my college group got to the final boss of Tomb of Annihilation right when the pandemic hit, only to have a mediocre attempt at running it over roll20 (which also took a lot of work...)

But for a positively memorable encounter (as a player), I'd go with the intraparty showdown from the apocalyptic Gardens of Ynn one-shot that ensued when my character decided to break quarantine (I already mentioned how that went).

I also got to run some very tactically satisfying boss fights in my last full-length D&D 5e campaign, where I pitted the players against a sequence of giant ur-elementals (the phoenix, the zaratan, etc.) I feel like I designed those well.

Day 30: Obscure RPG I've played

I think Ecryme probably takes the cake, seeing as it's French language only and pretty old. Granted, I played a demo of a coming new English edition, but I still feel it's pretty obscure. It's a cool game, set in a world where the whole planet is covered in a layer of highly corrosive acid that society has had to evolve around.

Day 31: Favorite RPG of all time

I'm surprising 0 people when I say Unknown Armies, after how much I've mentioned it during these prompts. It's not perfect, but it has so many cool ideas. It's weird as fuck in a way that really speaks to me. I also think the mechanics (3e especially) are really suited to narrative play.

[starwarned]

@carryon-countdown 2021

Day 27, 21 December: Hope

rated T, 737 words, general tags: biting/blood-related, flying, general softness

Finish reading under the cut!

SIMON

There’s a cracking of a branch on the ground and Baz’s head flicks up. He eyes the deer as it steps into view and I don’t want to say I look on in lust, but it’s not not lust, as he rushes to it and digs his fangs into its neck before it has even noticed he’s there.

He’s been better about drinking animals recently — not snapping their necks and instead, drinking just the right amount so the animal might be a bit woozy from lack of blood, but won’t die. We usually have to spend more time in the forest for Baz to feed on more animals now, but I can’t say I’m complaining.

The trees are dense here so I can’t spread my wings to their full span while we’re walking, but once I see that Baz is satiated, I’ll fly him up above the treeline and I’ll get to fully expand. (All fourteen feet.) (Baz took a measuring tape to my wings months ago.)

“Alright?” I ask once Baz has let his second deer of the night go bounding back into the cover of the trees.

Baz looks at me, nodding. His skin is a warm-toned grey instead of pale and cool, which happens whenever he actually gets a decent amount of blood in his system. He certainly wasn’t getting enough at Watford.

He steps over to me and wraps his arms around my neck, kissing my jaw. I try to catch his mouth with mine, but he turns away from me, letting my lips land on his cheek.

“C’mon,” I whine. “How often do we have to go through this?”

“At least once more,” Baz mutters. He shakes his head when I go in for another kiss so I hold back.

If he doesn’t want to kiss me tasting like deer blood, then whatever. His loss. (He knows I don’t mind the taste. Anything to get that hint of him in my mouth.)

“Come flying with me?” I ask.

Baz raises his eyebrows. “Shouldn’t we be getting back?”

“It can’t be that late,” I insist, wrapping my arms around his waist tightly and tugging him to me. I give my wings an experimental flap. “Let me show you the stars,” I whisper into his ear.

Baz laughs softly and kisses my cheek. He tightens his grip on my neck. “Twinkle, twinkle,” he whispers, no magic to it. (There’s magic in every word he says to me.)

I launch us off the ground, maneuvering past a few tree branches before we’re pushing past the tree cover and into the night air. Baz clings onto me tightly and I get to hold him the same way while my wings do all the work.

I can smell the blood on Baz. It should probably disgust me, but it’s Baz, so I want to slobber all over him and make his scent my new deodorant.

“Baz,” I call, my voice having to be a bit louder than usual to carry over the wind whistling in between us.

He looks away from the ground and up now, his eyes reflecting the lights in the sky back to me. I can’t help but smile. “What?”

“Do you think you could spare a kiss right now?”

Baz raises his eyebrows — somehow completely composed despite him clinging tight to my neck and letting me fly him around in the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere. He kisses my nose.

“Not what I mean,” I complain, “and you know it!”

“Are you really so kiss-deprived that you can’t wait until we get home so I can brush my teeth?”

I pout, coming to a stop in the air, my wings powerfully beating to keep us upright but not covering any distance. “You’ve kissed me while tasting like rat blood.”

“A temporary lack of judgement.”

I don’t mention how he’s done that many times now. “Why do you insist on torturing me?”

Baz rolls his eyes and wraps his legs around my hips, holding himself to my torso. “I’ll think about it,” he concedes.

Which means he will.

I whoop and grip him tight as I shoot off into the sky, thinking that maybe if I try hard enough, I could make it to the nearest star. Maybe that’ll be our star.

Then, I remember that’s stupid and we’d die before we made it there, but it’s a nice thought.

[onepintobean]

coc day 27 | turn

mum says its my turn to play mario kart

[prettygoododds]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Carry On Series - Rainbow Rowell, Simon Snow & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch/Simon Snow, Penelope Bunce/Shepard Characters: Simon Snow, Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch, Shepard (Simon Snow), Penelope Bunce, Agatha Wellbelove, Niamh Brody Additional Tags: Carry On Countdown (Simon Snow), COC 2021, Carry On Countdown Day 28, Prophecy Series: Part 27 of Carry On Countdown 2021 Summary:

Carry On Countdown Day 28 Prompt: Prophecy

[findingniamho]

Carry On Countdown Chapter 27

The Beast from the East returns!

At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if this actually happened tbh. Dedicated to stormy hearts. Songs of the day are Hold Back the River by James Bay and Ain't No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell.

Read chapter 27 here or read from the beginning here.

@carryon-countdown @otherpeoplesheartachept-2

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[carryon-countdown]

🍂Carry On Countdown 2023 • Prompt List ❄️

Hello, friends! We are excited to announce that it is once again time for the annual 2023 Carry On Countdown. The Carry On Countdown is a fandom hosted, month-long ‘countdown’ event to the Chapter 61 Snowbaz anniversary for The Simon Snow Trilogy by Rainbow Rowell. The event begins on November 25th and features daily prompts to help inspire all kinds of delightful, fan-created content as we draw closer to Simon and Baz’s anniversary date on December 24th.

We encourage fanfiction, fanart, cosplay, memes, songs, playlists, crafts, etc. The prompts are completely up to your own interpretation and can be used in your content however you like, but if you have any questions, please send us an ask. 

Speaking of, this year’s admins are thrilled to present the prompt list for the 2023 Carry On Countdown: 

Day 1, NOV 25: Creature

Day 2, NOV 26: Confession

Day 3, NOV 27: AU/Alternate Universe

Day 4, NOV 28: Stars

Day 5, NOV 29: Fight

Day 6, NOV 30: WLW

Day 7, DEC 1: Midnight

Day 8, DEC 2: Sick

Day 9, DEC 3: Pride

Day 10, DEC 4: Wrath

Day 11, DEC 5: Side Ships/Alternative Ships

Day 12, DEC 6: Wings

Day 13, DEC 7: Shudder

Day 14, DEC 8: Blade

Day 15, DEC 9: Familiar

Day 16, DEC 10: Smoke

Day 17, DEC 11: Fluff

Day 18, DEC 12: Hunger

Day 19, DEC 13: Sci-Fi

Day 20, DEC 14: Flowers

Day 21, DEC 15: Begin Again

Day 22, DEC 16: Music

Day 23, DEC 17: Bite

Day 24, DEC 18: Cross

Day 25, DEC 19: Carnival/Faire

Day 26, DEC 20: Angst

Day 27, DEC 21: Gift

Day 28, DEC 22: Gently

Day 29, DEC 23: Cherry

Day 30, DEC 24: Crack

You are welcome to participate in as many or as few of the days of the event as you wish. Completing every daily prompt for the COC is not mandatory, although anyone who does will earn a special spot on our “Page of Honour” once the event has concluded. 

The COC is a fan-created and fan-run event, and once again we have another dedicated team of admins who are busy organizing all of the fun: Cora @otherpeoplesheartachept-2, Lola @dragoneggos, Froggy @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, and Raegan @carryonmylovelies. Please stay tuned for our Meet the Admin’s post in a few weeks!

If you can believe it, this is the 8th consecutive year that the fandom has hosted this countdown, and its admins are thrilled to continue this cherished tradition with you all. We wish everyone who is planning on participating in the countdown the best of luck. And don’t forget! Our askbox is always open for any questions you may have concerning this event.

Reblogs are very much appreciated (please reblog!), and the hashtags we encourage using with posts relating to the countdown are #Carry On Countdown and #COC 2023. 

With love,

The admins of the 2023 Carry On Countdown <3

[thehoneyedhufflepuff]

Witching Hour

written for the carry on countdown day 27:

time travel

with special thanks to my dear friend @krisrix for this amazing piece of art 😭💜

Rating: Teen

Words: 1200

Summary: Simon & Baz just want to be together, but time is in their way.

BAZ

We meet at the witching hour.

I always bring a book with me, now. He likes me to read to him, says he likes the sound of my voice and how my tongue turns around the words. “M’not good at it,” he’s said. “At reading.”

So I meet him at the witching hour, and I bring a book.

Or I try to, anyway. My sister was in the kitchen looking for a snack when I came down tonight, so I had to play it off. I told her I was hungry, too, and she lifted an eyebrow at me that infernal way she does.

“Why’d you bring a book, then?”

“Maybe I wanted to have a cup of tea and read while I do it, Mordelia.”

“In the middle of the night?”

“Yes , you little demon.”

She’s too clever for an eight-year-old by far. It’ll get her into trouble someday, and out of it, too, hopefully.

It was nearly half three by the time I got my fake snack and my fake tea out of the way and convinced her to get back to bed.

It’s a rainy winter night on top of everything else, so I shield the book beneath my coat as I make my way to the garage.

It used to be a barn.

He’s already waiting for me when I get there, stunning in a waistcoat and trousers, his hair a mess of tousled, beautiful curls. He’s sat there, staring at the ground, hands clasped, his elbows resting on his knees.

“Snow,” I say, and he looks up at me with a grin.

“Baz.” He gets to his feet and wipes his palms on the back of his trousers. “Was starting to think you weren’t coming…”

Keep reading on AO3

[simonssnow]

COC day 19: Late nights/Early mornings

(I kinda incorporated day 27: snow day into this aswell, hope that’s ok:)) (also sorry for the trash)

Lots of fluff ensued @carryon-countdown @alltoowheeler

‘Baz’

‘mhmph’

‘Baaaz’

‘Argh, what?’

‘It’s snowing’

‘That’s wonderful Snow’ I say sarcastically, even in my sleep I’m still a sarcastic bastard.

‘Oh come on lets go let’s go build a snowman’

‘Simon, its five am’

‘I know that’

‘Then why aren’t you asleep?’

‘Because I want to play in the snow’ he says pleadingly

I open my eyes properly, and see him staring down at me with the puppy eyes he does when he wants something. He knows I can’t say no to himwhen he does those eyes. What am I talking about? I can never say no to him.

I get up and I can see his puppy-frown transform in to a grin and his eyes are sparkling with cheer. I give him a quick, soft kiss, just because I can. I stretch and walk over to the dresser to get my clothes, Simon does the same. He still sleeps in just trackies with no shirt – even though it’s freezing cold, I let my eyes trace over the moles across his chest and back, just I have so many times before. It still amazes me how I can look at him likethis and not hide it or feel ashamed. Crowley, I’m living a charmed life.

Ten minutes later we’re walking out of the flat in thick coats and stepping into a thin layer of snow, it hasn’t snowed for a long time. Simon rubs his glove-covered hands together, and then I link his left hand with my right. His hands bring me so much warmth, I swear that he is the sun, evenwithout holding all the magic in the universe.

He’s leading the way to wherever we are going, even thoughbwe are walking side by side. I’ll follow him anywhere so it doesn’t matter. After walking for about fifteen minutes he stops at a park. It’s breathtakingly beautiful, there are fairy lights wrapped around the leaf-less trees and everything is covered in fluffy white snow, the sparkling stars in the sky makethe whole scene complete. I gasp at the stunning view and I see Simon lookingsideways at me with his adorable grin that shouldn’t be legal. I clutch hishand tighter and smile stupidly at him.

The park isn’t the only thing stunning, Simon’s hair is freckled with little snowflakes that make his freckles stand out and look even more gorgeous than usual, he’s wearing a dark green coat that is definitely his colour, not to mention that he’s got his wings and tail out (no one is awake, so what’s the point of hiding them?). He likes having them out, and they make him look hotter.

I’m taken out of my reverie when something hits me in the face. I whip my head around to see him laughing at me while holding several snowballs. I quickly retaliate by grabbing a bunch of snow and making them into snowballs, I aim for him while he is doubled over in laughter and get him onhis arm.

‘Never let your guard down Snow!’ I yell to him

‘Take your own advice Pitch!’ he shouts back

And we go on, throwing snow and shouting playful taunts at each other. We build a snowman and name it Cherry. I like this better than fighting.

We end up on laying in the snow next to each other, laughing and making snow angels – well more like snow vampires and snow dragons. We’rejust holding hands and laying in the cold snow when he rolls over on top of me and kisses me, soft and gentle.

‘Very graceful snow’ I whisper when we break apart, a littleout of breath.

‘Thank you’ he mummers as he leans back in. But I beat him to it, I kiss him passionately and he does the same back while doing that thing with his jaw that I love. He pulls me up slowly and it kind of feels like we’re floating. We probably are, he does thatsometimes – hovers a bit with his wings.

When we’re back on our feet we break apart and just lean into each other. We just stand and dance slowly, well not dancing just swaying. I don’t know how long we stay like that but it feels like hours. And sometimes just swaying with your part-dragon boyfriend who you love more than life itself in a snowy,fairy-lighten park, is just fine.

When we do eventually break apart Simon just stares up atthe sky, while I look into his ordinary blue eyes that are so simply Simon. Sometimes it feels like I’m drowning, or maybe burning, in everything that is Simon, but I don’t mind, because I love him.

‘We should head home’ his voice raspy from not talking. I look up at the sky and see that it is becoming lighter and the snow has stoppedfalling, the sun will be up soon.

I don’t say anything in response, just take hold of his hand and start walking.

‘You know, back in the homes the kids used to tease me about my name’ he says as we’re walking home. ‘And it would always feel like they were insulting my parents, which is stupid because I don’t even know my parents’

‘It’s not stupid. And I used to tease you about your name’ I say feeling instantly guilty for all those years of torment.

‘Yeah but that doesn’t matter’

‘Why? Cause were terrible boyfriends?’ I say with a slight chuckle

He smiles at me and simply says ‘no because you never meant it.’

I squeeze his hand and smile at him.

‘I love you so much Simon Snow.’ I whisper, my voice full oftruth.

He smiles, looking at me with loving eyes and a compassionate expression.

‘And I love you, Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch’

We walk home in silence, his right hand in my left.