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simon and baz for @shiroisourking ❤

Another one by @gulliblegoldfish

You're literally killing it!

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Simon Snow is a dog person and Basilton Grimm-Pitch is a cat person. You can't tell me this isn't true. I mean he literally eats the same things they do.

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College work and home problems have kept me preocupied and I missed the week!!!

To say sorry I'll post the last 5 posts all today.

Sorry gang :(

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Okay, but, if Baz and Simon were to get married (which honestly they will in my heart no matter what happens)...

Who's going to take whose last name?

Is it going to be hyphenated?

Will they just keep their own names and not worry about it?

Because Baz's name is already hyphenated soooooo

I just need to be able to visualize what they will be announced as at their wedding. Am I the only one who wants an needs this? Maybe even a fanfiction where they're introduced to the small room of guests at the reception and Mr. and Mr. .... blank.

COME ON GUYS HELP ME OUT

Can we please discuss my favorite Carry On ship name? Because I personally find it amazing and I would like to explain to you all why it's amazing.

Get this,

Simon + Basilton

That makes:

Si-silton....

Sisilton.

When pronounced just like Basilton, it's actually sizzle-ton. And honestly any name with the word or something sounding like "sizzle" in it is a yes in my book. Also it's an amazing word to describe their entire relationship.

Then there's the last name.

Snow + Pitch

That makes:

Sn-itch...

Snitch.

Again, rad name am I right my friends? They're going back and forth at each throughout the entire book and Simon is looking for any reason to snitch on Baz for being evil and let's be honest, how cool is it for their names to line up this perfectly.

Sisilton Snitch.

This is such a cool ship name, and you can't argue with me about this. I'm not saying I don't love the more popular ship names out there, I'm just saying that I think we missed an opportunity for a really great one right here. I'd love to hear some of your guys' creative ship names too.

Carry On "I can't get sick"

The warmth against my back and the sound of the soft inhale and exhale of his breath are the most soothing things to wake up to in the morning.

I can feel the bright morning sun on my face, knowing we once again forgot to close the blinds last night. I leave my eye lids shut, trying not to blind myself while also just trying to lay here until Simon wakes up.

It's moments like these where I have time to think about how I got here, here wrapped in his arms, living together for almost a year now, and still not sick of each other.

"Baz?"

His rough morning voice softly touches my ears, and I smile softly to myself. I could never get sick of that voice.

"Simon?" I mutter softly back to him.

I feel his arms tighten around me slightly and his chest presses closer to me. I could never get sick of him holding me.

"Good morning" he says again. This time I can feel his warm breath against the back of my neck before his lips gently press against my skin.

"Morning" I mumble back to him, biting my lip as I shift slightly in his arms.

"How did you sleep?"

He let's out a soft sigh before answering me, "Pretty well. But you know I do tend to sleep a little better when you hold me instead."

I roll my eyes under my eye lids and let out a small scoff.

"We've discussed this." I say matter-of-factly, because we have. Multiple times.

"Well I'm just saying I usually hold you a lot more than you hold me." I can feel his arms shrug around me, and as the rough sleepiness fades from his voice, his daily sass slowly starts to thicken his tone.

"Simon you know why it's hard for me to hold you." I shake my head slightly and resist a sigh. I agree, with this situation I do have the upper hand, especially considering we both like being the small spoon.

In all honestly though I didn't really have a problem with being the small or the big spoon. I could never get sick of cuddling with him.

"Oh I do? Sorry you'll have to help me find that memory because it's not anywhere in my head at the moment." I can almost hear him smiling as he sasses me.

I could never get sick of his sass.

"Did you forget about the wings growing out of your back Simon? Or the long ass tail growing out of the top of your ass?" I grumble.

If he wants to be this way this morning then I can definitely play the game.

He's silent for a moments before he speaks again.

"Well, I mean... if you really liked me wouldn't you find a way around the wings and tail so that you could hold me?"

I let our a deep sigh as I roll over in his arms, settling back in so I'm face to face with him.

As I look into his clear eyes I can almost see my entire future reflected in them. His face is still slightly sleepy looking and the smirk played across his lips is one that I could never forget, even if I tried. I can never get sick of looking at him.

I gently wrap my arms around him and press my lips against his chin for a brief moment, pulling our bodies slightly closer together, almost completely pressed against one another.

"Is this better for you?" I raise an eyebrow as I watch his face, his smirk slowly curving into his beautiful bright smile.

"Much better." He leans forward the last few inches and kisses me with those poison like sweet lips of his.

After a few minutes of our lovely exchange he pulls back and I do the same, his smile spreading across his face as soon as his lips leave mine.

I can never get sick of kissing him.

"Stop acting like you don't love my wings and tail."

He bites his lip and I let out a small chuckle as I look back up into his eyes.

"I love them when they're not in the way. And they're always in the way." I smile back softly as he rolls his eyes.

"You're just jealous because I can fly." He retorts, the smile on his face unwavering.

I reach up with a hand and gently push back a few curls from his face, letting my fingers then trail down his cheek, his soft skin fretting my fingers as I caress his face with my hand.

I can never get sick of touching him.

"Yeah, that's totally what it is." I say, my voice thick with sarcasm.

"I knew it." I feel his arms tighten around me and close the gap between us once again, his lips pressing against mine with more force than the last time.

I find myself getting lost in his lips and his arms wrapped around me, wrapping my arms even tighter around him in return as I lose myself.

I find myself doing that a lot lately. Losing myself that is.

Losing myself in Simon.

I can never get sick of Simon Snow.

So this is the first fanfiction I've ever wrote to completion. It's really a short one-off but oh well. I also wrote it at midnight on a school night so apologizes for any mistakes.

I like to think that Baz and Simon get into little arguments about Simon's wings all the time, but they always turn out with them just kissing or cuddling together because they both know they're just messing around.