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Get ready for Carry On Sapphic Week 2023!

What is Carry On Sapphic Week?

A week in April dedicated to Carry On fan content showcasing sapphic characters and ships on tumblr and ao3, with daily prompts to inspire you!

Fics, art, moodboards, headcanons, any fan content is welcome! No sign-ups necessary, just post during the week, using the prompts if you like, and tag it carry on sapphic week or cosw 2023 and @ us so we can see everything and reblog it here!

What does sapphic mean?

While the definition can vary, the widest definition of sapphicism is anyone who relates to womanhood and loving women. Lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, queer, and other wlw identities fall under this umbrella. Asexual or aromantic sapphics also exist (hi, hello, that’s me), and it should go without saying but trans women can be sapphic too. Some nonbinary people identity as sapphic, while others don’t.

Any characters from the carryonverse who fall under the sapphic umbrella- canonically or not- are welcome! If you headcanon somebody as a lesbian, bi, pan or something else, go ahead and create something! Fem! versions of characters who are canonically men are also accepted.

When is Carry On Sapphic Week?

Last year Carry On Sapphic Week fell in January, but this year I’ve decided the dates will be Monday 24th April to Sunday 30th April, which is Lesbian Visibility Week in the UK.

I will share the prompt list on January 15th to give people plenty of time to prepare!

Rules

The only rule is to tag things appropriately! For example potential triggers and nsfw content should be tagged and on tumblr it should be placed below a cut.

You don’t need to follow the prompts if you don’t wish to, and can create as much or as little as you like in whichever medium(s) you prefer!

Of course, you don’t need to be sapphic to participate.

Feel free to send any questions through asks or to message me!

And as always, reblogs of this post to get the word out in advance would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!

Prompt list

Last year’s creations

[nausikaaa]

Last Line Tag Game

Rules: post your latest line from your WIP & tag as many people as there are words

thanks for tagging me @aristocratic-otter and @theearlgreymage since i was tagged on both this account and @wellbelesbian i figured it would post two lines, one from my original wip and one from an ebbiona fic. don't worry, they're short!

first my post-troy wip:

“I suppose I should start at the end.”

and the ebbiona fic:

And alcohol certainly helps.

hopefully i don't tag anyone who has already done this: @martsonmars @ileadacharmedlife @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @imagineacoolusername @confused-bi-queer @ic3-que3n @forabeatofadrum @tea-brigade @bazzybelle @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @facewithoutheart @whogaveyoupermission

[wellbelesbian]

hey carry on fans, please reblog this if you’d be interested in a fandom event focusing on wlw characters and ships!

[nonbaznary]

ebbiona going out all handsome and dressed up for @carry-on-sapphic-week pick n mix, prompts punk and blush!

so glad i could finally post an entry! this fest is too cool

click for quality!

[carryon-anon-fest]

ART

I Just Wanna Dance With You (G)

The Prom AU

Firebreathing Simon (G)

Make A Wish (G)

G/T+

The Best Laid Plans of Magazines and Men (T)

Helping Baz learn to flirt with Simon in a healthy way seemed like a brilliant idea. Unfortunately, Dev and Niall's plans and their friend's capabilities are a bit of a mismatch. 'A bit' being an egregious understatement. Hilarity, predictably, ensues.

Craziest Season (T)

Baz is bringing Simon home for Christmas this year, so he can finally meet his family. The catch? Baz is not out to any of them yet, contrary to what Simon originally believed. They end up pretending to be just roommates, but it's fine, really. It's only for five days. What can possibly go wrong in only five days? (Everything, apparently.)

When We Fight We Fight Like Lions (But Then We Love and Feel the Truth) (T)

Simon and Baz are secret agents, working for W.A.T.F.O.R.D (the Worldwide Agency for Threat Flagging Operations, Reconnaissance and Defence) They have to go on their biggest mission yet, to infiltrate a top-secret weapons convention. The only problem is, they have to do it under the cover of a newly-wed couple...

The One My Soul Loves (T)

The “Worst Chosen One” has a gift for technology. What if that had been encouraged instead? This time, he and Penny stop the Humdrum before eighth year. Simon finally has time for his dream project: a soulmate finder app. Others find love, but Simon’s match won’t download the app. Can he find peace with this? Why is Baz acting strange? What will happen when an unhappy user curses Simon, driving up the stakes to find his soulmate?

Classroom Politics (T)

At twenty-five, Simon Snow’s life is finally on the up. He’s got his magic back, people listen to him, and he can draw the Sword of Mages. A lot of people think he should lead the Coven. But not everyone. The Old Families still see Simon as their enemy and they’re quite willing to quote obscure magickal law to stop him ascending to Mage. Simon’s never backed down from a challenge, though, or let anyone stop him doing what he needs to do. He’s not starting now. Even if it means going back to school.

However Souls Are Made (Ours Are the Same) (T)

Fiona wants to come out and shock her parents, so she enlists Ebb to help. Ebb agrees to fake-date Fiona for the hols—they're best friends, aren't they? She can help Fiona out a bit. Except Ebb has been half in love for years and Fiona is plotting, as is the Pitch way.

Why We're No Longer Allowed to Do Boardgame Nights (T)

After a disaster on the night of 2 February 2019, I have decided to conduct a report to look into a case that ended horribly, after starting as a simple boardgame night. This report is constructed entirely of witness statements. Let’s begin. (Aka, The Gang decide to have a night of Monopoly, Twister and other such things, and it goes tits up)

The Kind of Love I Want (G)

An awkward conversation between Simon and Agatha leads to new revelations and a friendship reborn.

Happier Memories (G)

In which Simon decides to plan, and Baz decides to do something impulsive.

Here, Kitty-Kitty... (G)

Simon adopts a cat. Baz pretends to hate him. It's probably safer for everyone this way...

In the Middle (T)

Simon should be overjoyed at his Penelope's engagement, the second of his sisters to be so fortunate, but all he can think about is Mr Grimm-Pitch. He fears he has ruined the greatest chance of happiness he could ever have hoped for.

Today Is Tomorrow (T)

Simon Snow's having the worst day of his life... over and over and over again.

Mirror, Mirror (T)

For all the Mage's claims that Simon Snow was the World of Mages' prophesied savior, the Humdrum certainly wasn't the only danger their world faced and Simon certainly wouldn't save the world alone.

The Coolest Part (By Far) (G)

When Penny leaves for a study trip, Simon and Baz are left all alone. And who can blame them for getting a kitten? In their defense, they were left unsupervised.

Hallmark Presents: Amid the Winter's Snow (T)

Big city businessman Baz Pitch just wants to get the promotion he's been gunning for. When he travels to his quaint hometown for Christmas, he (literally) runs into the most handsome man he's ever seen and ruins his day. Thus begins the animosity of a lifetime as the town prepares for the annual Christmas Eve Ball. Baz never asked for love. And he definitely never asked to discover the True Meaning of Christmas.

How I Find Myself Without You (T)

At a dinner party with friends, Penny, Shepard, and Agatha come clean about their relationship...and about where Agatha's been living all this time.

If You Wanna Be My Lover (T)

It's the week before graduation, and former roommates Simon and Baz run into each other at a particularly lively karaoke night. In between terrible renditions of "Brown-Eyed Girl" and "Mr. Brightside," they just might begin to realize what it is that they really really want.

NSFW FICS BELOW:

So Close, We've Always Been (E)

Simon Snow has worked in security for most of his life, having dealt with some of the most difficult clients. None has come as close to being as frustrating as Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch. The man is stuck-up, arrogant, and a complete arsehole. He's rude, careless, and Simon really should have quit months ago. Until there's something more that keeps him by Baz's side... Namely him being the best shag Simon's ever had. He may insist that the nights with Baz mean nothing, but not even he can prevent the feelings that start to flicker beneath the sheets.

Hard to Get (M)

Dev needs a favour. Baz agrees despite his better judgment. Because it really wouldn't matter to anyone, especially not to Simon Snow Salisbury. Or would it?

Kiss Him, Then Go. (E)

Tomorrow morning, Simon Snow will face his lifelong nemesis on the battlefield. But tonight, he sneaks into the Pitch family compound, and seeks out his former roommate.

Feed Me I Live (Drink I Die) (M)

Off the sofa, out of the flat. That's Baz's only goal when he brings Simon along with him to a house Fiona discovered on her vampire hunt across the country. There was only supposed to be books there. Baz knows books. Simon knows how hungry creatures grow.

Midlife Crisis (E)

Following his midlife crisis, Baz finds himself in the middle of the countryside. It’s plenty annoying as it is, without the trouble of him meeting the local constable Simon Snow, whom he somehow finds attractive. But that is only due to the bloody fresh air, right? Not in one hundred years would Baz fall for someone like him.

[excalisbury]

sometimes... Ebbiona... yaknow? 

ref

[carry-on-big-bang]

fate come calling

Author: @trenchcoat-moth (moth_writes)

Artist: fan4rt1st

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Tags:  Simon Snow/Baz Pitch, Canon Divergence, Magickal Theory, Watford Eighth Year, Slow Burn/Slow Build, Pining Baz Pitch, Pining but Oblivious Simon Snow, Minor Ebbiona, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, More Tags to be Added

Summery: 

With his roommate gone and the threat of the Humdrum growing day by day, Simon decides to take the Mage’s offer and go somewhere safe. 

  When Baz returns to Watford late and finds his roommate missing, he thinks nothing of it. Snow is always out on missions—right? But as days pass with no sign of Snow, Baz starts to suspect something darker at play.

  And then, of course, there’s the dead spot that’s opened right outside Watford’s grounds.

  A dead spot that only keeps growing—and it shows no sign of stopping.

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Word count:  6056/TBD

[wren-likethe-bird]

Nothing New

A fanfic for the Carry On Countdown

(based on this video)

Ebb is sixteen and has no doubt in her mind that she is in love with her best friend.  Which would be great, if her best friend wasn’t dating her brother.

           All Ebb can think as she bikes to Fiona’s house is how she won’t just get to see Fiona.  She’ll have to see Nicky, too.  Worse, she’ll have to see Nicky-and-Fiona, which leaves a bad taste in her mouth.

           When Fiona answers the door, Ebb’s world is made of her.  Nothing more.

           When Nicky appears behind Fiona, too happy and too loud, Ebb forces herself to smile.

           The whole afternoon passes in a haze of stolen glances and cigarette smoke.  Fiona is aglow with everything.  Ebb can’t pinpoint only one thing that is causing Fiona to glow.  She is limply bathed in life.

           Nicky gets happier and louder with every sip. He throws his arm around Fiona and she leans into his shoulder.  Ebb takes a drag from her cigarette and looks down at anything else.

           When they’re in Fiona’s room, just the two of them, Ebb is spellbound by the way the light filters through the curtains and makes Fiona’s skin seem ethereal.  Ebb has always had fair skin, but Fiona’s skin is the stuff of gods, olive and smooth and soft.  When Ebb paints Fiona’s nails, she can’t get over the softness of Fiona’s hands.  When Fiona brushes gloss over Ebb’s lips, Ebb can’t stop staring at Fiona’s dark eyes.  Especially when they flicker up to meet her own.  Especially when they don’t flicker back down.

           When they turn up the music in the living room and the house fills with people Ebb doesn’t know, she stays close to the familiarity of Fiona’s grin, and while Fiona divides her attention among the visitors, Ebb only has eyes for her.

           Nicky has gotten happy and loud to the point where the happiness is starting to fade, but the loudness isn’t.  When he drags Fiona over to dance with him and clutches her to his body, Ebb’s throat closes, and again she looks away.  Out of the corner of her eye she sees that Fiona doesn’t look happy anymore.  She looks angry and afraid.  The fear is so subtle that only Ebb sees it.  When Fiona struggles out of his grasp and sits down beside Ebb again, Ebb pastes another smile on her face, like it isn’t killing her to see Nicky treat Fiona the way he does.

           When the party is over, Fiona retreats to the backyard.  Nicky is asleep in a chair, and Ebb slides the screen door open, then closed, as quietly as she can.  She sits down on the ground next to Fiona and doesn’t speak.  She’s just there.

           Fiona rests her head against Ebb’s shoulder, and Ebb is writing novels in her heart, all the things she wants to say.  She says nothing.

           Fiona’s head lifts from Ebb’s shoulder, and Ebb turns to face her.

           Eyelashes.  Dark skin. Petal-pink lips.

           Fiona leans in.

           Ebb is thrown backwards by an unseen force.

           She sees nothing.  She feels and she hears.

           She feels the blinding pain of her face hitting the rocks on the ground.  She hears Nicky shouting at Fiona past the throbbing of her head.  When she opens her eyes, she sees Fiona stand there and take it as Nicky yells in her face.  She sees Fiona steal another glance at her.

           When Ebb stands, she doesn’t see anything. There is only her hair in her eyes as she throws herself at Nicky, as she brings him to the ground.  She never thought she would hate her own brother, but she must.  Why else would she be kneeling over his chest, blindly throwing punch after punch, hitting him as hard as she can?

           Ebb is nothing but fire when Fiona’s cool hands close on her arms and pull her off of her brother.  She doesn’t stop struggling until her eyes are forced up to meet Fiona’s.

           The glowing girl has tears on her lashes as she brushes a thumb over a cut on Ebb’s bottom lip, smearing blood across her cheek, and suddenly Ebb has no control over herself.

           And then there’s nothing in the world that could keep them from crashing together.

           It’s all heat and blood and grasping for each other, holding on like it will keep them alive.  Their teeth graze each other’s lips and it tastes of sugary sweet lip gloss and blood.  It tastes of cigarette smoke and cheap alcohol.  It tastes of how desperately Ebb wants Fiona, has always wanted Fiona, and of how lovingly Fiona wants Ebb.

           Maybe they’ve always been in love.  Maybe it’s nothing new.

           And later, when Ebb bikes lazily down the road, her left cheek burning from where it hit the ground and her lips swollen, she does the silliest thing.  She smiles.

[carry-on-sapphic-week]

This year, Carry On Sapphic Week will take place in April. I’ll share the full details, dates and prompts in January!

[carry-on-sapphic-week]

here is the word cloud for Carry On Sapphic Week- Pick N Mix! sorry this is a day late, we had a sheep emergency and in all the hassle this completely slipped my mind.

from here, you can select as many words as you like to create as many sapphic works as you like! posting is between the 25th of April and the 1st of May. since this is only a month away, shorter works are expected.

a google doc listing all the prompts is also available here

i’m so excited to see what people create!

[carry-on-sapphic-week]

Carry On Sapphic Week 2022 Masterlist

thank you so so much to all the talented people who participated in sapphic week, i loved seeing all your art and reading all your fics! this was my first time ever running an event like this and it was a bigger success than i ever imagined! 27 pieces of fiction and art were submitted, with a pretty even split between the two!

thank you also to those who liked and reblogged all the fics and art! i hope there’s some energy for another sapphic week in the future, maybe 6 months from now, maybe a year from now? i’ll have to have a think, but this definitely won’t be the last sapphic week. let me know what you think!

below, i’ve sorted all the amazing submissions by the day/prompts they fill. a few submissions don’t fit a prompt, so i put them in a miscellaneous category. there’s plenty to satiate all your carry on sapphic needs!

if there are any late submissions, i’ll add them on a week from now!

Day one, coming out // stars

Fanfiction:

Constellations by @wellbelesbian

Strictly Professional by @otherpeoplesheartachept-2

Art:

Look at the stars darling by @dreamingkc

Day two, first // quiet

Fanfiction:

if i could make it go quiet inside by @wellbelesbian

she’s making me feel new things by @nonbaznary

Star (La)crossed by @otherpeoplesheartachept-2

Art:

First kiss by @dreamingkc

(an addition to) she’s making me feel new things by @nonbaznary

Day three, pride // warmth

Fanfiction:

Pride by @wellbelesbian

Art:

fuck off, homophobes by @nonbaznary

Agatha “i wanted to get full of glitter” Wellbelove by @dreamingkc

Day four, family // storm

Fanfiction:

Live Again by @wellbelesbian

Art:

Dancing in the rain by @dreamingkc

Mordelia’s coming out by @nonbaznary

Day five, watford // sentimental

Fanfiction:

paper airplanes by @nonbaznary

Stupid by @wellbelesbian

Art:

Let’s have a picnic by @dreamingkc

Sapphic bliss at Watford by @nonbaznary

Day six, gift // history

Fanfiction:

I’ll Crawl Home To Her by @wellbelesbian

Art:

Taking Care Of The Watford Goats by @dreamingkc

Day seven, home // comfort

Fanfiction:

Love Is Stored In Spaghetti And Hiccups by @aroace-genderfluid-sheep

Backstabber by @wellbelesbian

Art:

Cause darling you’re the one by @dreamingkc

Miscellaneous

Fanfiction:

Head, Hands, Heart, Help by @ileadacharmedlife

Art:

brobelove by @shemakesmeforget

kerixie dressing up for something fancy by @nonbaznary

Simone Snow by @rosaart

[wellbelesbian]

i realised that in my most recent Ebbiona fic i’m pretty much picturing teenage Ebb as looking like Claire from Derry Girls, so i present this low effort watford-era Ebbiona meme

[nonbaznary]

an addition to this

for @carry-on-sapphic-week <3

bonus Nicodemus under the cut!

nico wishes theyd just go back to being quiet gays

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Carry On Sapphic Week Prompts!

Day one, Monday 10th January: coming out // stars

Day two, Tuesday 11th January: first // quiet

Day three, Wednesday 12th January: pride // warmth

Day four, Thursday 13th January: family // storm

Day five, Friday 14th January: watford // sentimental

Day six, Saturday 15th January: gift // history

Day seven, Sunday 16th January: home // comfort

These can be used an inspiration, however these are all just suggestions, and if you go in another direction, that’s fine.

[nonbaznary]

she's making me feel new things

Watford Era Fiona Pitch/Ebb Petty; Fiona Pitch & Nicodemus Petty. Fiona talks to Nicodemus about a suspicion that's been bugging her. (1K, T for language)

For @carry-on-sapphic-week day 2: first

"I don’t know what’d be so different about it this time, that I can barely even talk about it. I think about her being with anyone, and it makes me want to scream. And I think about her being with me, and it also makes me want to scream, but in a different way. Nicer."

now with art!

[wellbelesbian]

Constellations

here it is, my first fic for @carry-on-sapphic-week! i’m so excited to be posting and seeing everyone else’s fics and art! today’s prompts were coming out and stars!

Ebb comes out to Nico, then meets Fiona for a late night rendezvous at the Watford Observatory.

read it on ao3 or below the cut!

“Nico?” Ebb peeks her head around the tree her brother is sat under, assessing his mood with a quick once-over. He has his knees pulled up to his chest, and he’s staring into the distance with his brows knit, a scowl darkening his sharp features. “You okay?”

The voice of his twin seems to shake him out of it a bit, and he looks up and nods at her, then tilts his head to invite her to sit. They used to be able to have whole conversations in these minute gestures, lost in their own little world, but the world is much bigger now, and Ebb can feel how they’re growing apart. There are things he’s keeping from her, and maybe she should loosen her grip, but she’s always been as clingy as a limpet. She doesn’t think that’s such a bad thing, to hold her loved ones close, and remind them that there are people who care about them. Sometimes people forget that. Nico seems to have forgotten that, somewhere down the line.

She settles in beside him, her arm pressed against his, and feels as he relaxes a bit into her touch. The sky is growing dark, a storm gathering in the distance. Ebb doesn’t appreciate the foreboding atmosphere right now, and casts a rain, rain, go away, driving them back a bit.

“I need to tell you something.”

“Okay.”

She almost wants to make him promise not to say anything cynical or mean-spirited, because she knows he will, but decides against it. With how Nico has been pulling away lately, him saying something awful will at least make her feel like he’s present, like things aren’t falling apart at the seams.

He’s still gazing out over the horizon, but she can sense he’s waiting for her to say her piece. She wrings her hands on her lap and exhales. Best to just get it over with.

“I’m a lesbian.”

“I thought you were gonna tell me something I didn’t know.”

He can be so predictable, but right now it’s a comfort to slap him round the head and hear him chuckle.

“Fine, I’m also dating Fiona.”

That does get a splutter of surprise from him.

“You and Fi? Seriously?”

“Yep.”

“But you’re so different””

“Opposites attract, I guess.” She shrugs. “I dunno, she makes me feel brave, and… free.” Nico hums, and Ebb thinks that means he agrees, but he’s getting harder to read. “Are we still cool?” She asks hesitantly. “You’re not mad, or disgusted?”

“Merlin, Ebb, no I’m not mad! Or disgusted, though that might change if you start recounting your conquests to me.”

“There are no conquests!” She laughs.

“Then yes, we’re still cool!” He smiles back at her, his genuine, toothy grin. Ebb knows all his smiles- the lop-sided, cocksure one, the scheming one, the playing-dumb one. She knows that only this one is real, and seeing it now, for the first time in months, is like pure relief, like she can breathe easy again, safe in the knowledge that her brother is still here, still okay. “Really, though, Ebb,” he leans forward earnestly and meets her eyes, “I’m glad you told me. And I’m happy for you and Fiona. Even though this means I’ll be third-wheeling at the dance.”

“Oh, you’ll survive.” Ebb elbows him in the side.

“Fucking hell, I’m nice to you once and you instantly become the mean one!” He huffs, rubbing the wounded area.

“Sorry! Want me to spell you better?”

“Aaand she’s back.” He smiles again, settling back against the tree. Ebb mirrors him.

“Thank you for accepting me.” She whispers.

“Always…” His eyes go sad, and she holds her breath, waiting for whatever he’ll say next. He closes his eyes and curls his hands into loose fists. “I hope you’ll do the same for me.”

The tightness in her chest returns.

><><><

Ebb casts another rain, rain, go away as she waits outside the observatory. It’s a huge waste of magic, but she has plenty to spare, and doesn’t want the sky to be obscured tonight. She shivers in the chilly night air, but that soon changes as she sees a slim figure emerging from the darkness. Fiona’s simple presence makes her blush these days, but the warmth that spreads from the tips of her ears to the ends of her fingers is welcome.

“You’re late.” Ebb says, pulling her into a kiss. Fiona scoffs, pulling away.

“Yeah, well, I came out to Nat and she was very supportive, but then she told me that I can’t put relationships before my education, and forced me to stay back in her office and finish my late Greek assignment.”

“Nico was a bit of a dick about it, too.”

“They’re caricatures of themselves.”

“Right?”

“It’s embarrassing, really.”

Ebb lets herself forget her earlier worries and fall into easy conversation with her girlfriend, as she retrieves a key, stolen from Headmistress Pitch’s office, from inside her denim jacket and slots it into the door, swinging it open and bowing with a dramatic flourish to let Ebb enter first.

Honestly, Ebb doesn’t know the first thing about astronomy or astrology, but Fiona does.

“The observatory is named after some old relative of mine.” She states. “It just felt like I ought to know.” She directs Ebb over to various telescopes, angled at different planets or stars, and to a radio that blasts static, which Fiona informs her is the sound of space.

Finally, though, they end up on the intricate mosaic floor in the centre of the observatory, Fiona’s bubble of nice and toasty and the press of each other’s bodies keeping them warm, staring up through the glass domed ceiling at the stars. There’s little light pollution at Watford, remote as it is, and Ebb lets herself get lost in Fiona’s voice- a soft, gentle timbre, rarely used but treasured-, pointing out her favourite constellations and the myths behind them, until she finally drifts to sleep.