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macaulaytwins · 2 years
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hey don’t cry. every vampire is gay. okay?
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artsietango · 7 months
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Kinda gay that you’re wearing a gold cross necklace. Almost like youre asking for a vampire to rip it off.
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Basilton Grimm-Pitch: Simon, I beg of you. Please, PLEASE go to the doctor.
Simon Snow: Hey, I'm sorry. Is this OUR stab wound?
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👏🏻 priorities 👏🏻
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theimpossibledemon · 6 months
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Three Months or 3,000 Miles
Today some posh git brought in an MG, forest green, soft top. Lovely original paint that's clearly been sitting out in a carpark somewhere for years just being rained on.
And that's not the worst of it. Because this car must have been running on wishes and good luck for the last six thousand miles. When I asked him where they'd been having it looked after, he said: "Honestly I don't know if Fiona ever brought it into a shop."
I held out hope. Perhaps Fiona was his senile gran. Perhaps Fiona couldn't remember where she'd taken it, or didn't keep the papers, or her friendly neighbor cleaned the spark plugs and injectors and topped up the coolant and the engine oil.
Then I opened the bonnet.
It’s here! Happy CORB to those who celebrate! @carryon-reverse-bang
Thank you so much to @larkral for taking my very loose concept and bringing it to life it such an amazing fic!
Also many thanks to mods @you-remind-me-of-the-babe and @angelsfalling16 for all your hard work!!
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drowninginships · 1 month
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hullo ive come to humbly plead w you for a bonus wingfic snippet <3
For you, anything. <3 (NSFW-ish)
Against my will, my eyes slip closed and my world goes dark. There's only pressure, only friction, only heat. Only Simon. Only ever Simon. When I finally manage to pry my eyes open again, hoping to see the expression on his face, my breath is stolen from my lungs. Red. Everything is red, and orange, and soft, and warm. Simon's wings have fully expanded in his passion, and as I gaze through the clouds of my lust, I can see the sunlight shining through the thin leathery membrane. Small, delicate red veins spread like a mosaic before me. I've never seen something so exquisite. His hair has gotten longer over the past few months. The damp curls cling to his forehead with sweat. His mouth hangs open, as it has so many times before, but never like this. Never with him panting into the narrow space between us. Each roll of his hips is met with a sharp intake of breath, and I'd fear he might pass out if I could hold any thoughts at all. His wings tremble as he nears his peak. They shudder and flap once. Through the membrane I can see each shift of his dainty bones, each tendon as it pulls and releases. As they stretch out again, casting me in a simmering red haze, I look into the eyes of Simon Snow. He's a God among men. He's just a boy. And he's mine.
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theswithininn · 8 months
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Okay, I get Baz is hot, but how come no one draws Simon showing all his scares!?
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boyinjeans · 1 year
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i’m not really a sculptor but i AM in art club. this is what we did today :)
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Baz was right. it's beautiful that they are so fucked up because they do match
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clumsyartish · 6 months
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Last night I couldn't sleep because I was explaining the entire plot of Carry on and the whole Simon snow universe (+Fangirl era) to myself for absolutely no reason. And I came to realize that DAMN this is really a complex universe. I can't even imagine trying to explain anything to my friends, because I don't even know where to start. Like how am I supposed to make them understand the true impact these characters and world have had on me without making them read the entire series? (Including fangirl) like???
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bbg-mikewheeler · 2 years
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my absolute favorite trope is when the one that’s had a crush forever finally get the one they love and they have everything they’ve ever wanted and they’re just so happy
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woozleworld-blog · 2 years
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me: reads enemies to lovers story.
me: ....
me: immediately looks for amnesia fic.
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tired-jacs · 7 months
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Is this snowbaz?
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snowwbazziscanon · 1 year
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Rereading Carry On for the 100th time reminded me of how suicidal Baz is in the first book. Positioning himself near enough that the dragon can easily set him on fire, walking into a vampire nest like he is invincible. That boys self esteem is so low he is practically looking for someone to end him
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late share for six sentence Sunday bc I was working on this and… felt guilty?? but apparently not enough to not post it - so thanks for the tag @palimpsessed
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W.I.P Wednesday
i’m writing a lil fic, a modern watford au where simon is raised by Lucy and Ebb, while Baz is raised by Fiona, on the funds of his father.
Baz
He really is beautiful. I would never admit it aloud, not even to Fiona(though i had, once, on accident) (i was having a panic attack, you can’t blame me), but he is, especially in the morning. Golden light dancing on his cheeks, of which one is squished against his pillow, fighting with his bones for space on his face. his arm is thrown over the edge of his bed, his hand within reach of mine. I fight the urge to just grab it
We’d gotten over whatever ridiculous 11 year old spat we’d been in years ago, i wouldn’t call us friends, but i wouldn’t call us acquaintances either. I’m not sure what we are if i’m being honest.
and then i’m writing a watford era one-shot with goth!baz !!with a cane!!
Baz
Simon Snow just asked me if i was gay.
I mean, of course i am. You would be too if you could see his stupid, boring blue eyes. I’m honestly lucky i hadn’t drank enough to blush. I’ve been pretending to write for at least half an hour, just running the conversation back through my head. I mean, the guy i’ve been in love with since i was 12 just asked me about my sexuality, i hate to admit it but i’m a bit flustered.
this has no editing whatsoever so enjoy my raw idiocy on paper
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