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#Alex: threads
immortalmuses · 8 months
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(sms Henry > Alex 💙: ) Hey love. I'm sorry to drop this on you, but I tried to call and got no answer so I guess you're busy or hopefully asleep. I don't want to ruin any plans you have but I need to talk to you about some stuff. Can you let me know when your schedule is a bit more open? I'm happy to come to you - H
Somewhere out there, in the infinite multiverse, exists a reality where Alex's sleep schedule isn't an absolute trainwreck. It's a universe where he likes to think his alternate self is perpetually well-rested, never puts himself through an all-nighter cram session, and doesn't have to resort to inhaling unadvised levels of coffee before 10am just to jump start his brain.
Alas, that reality is not this reality, and Alex Claremont-Diaz is almost late for class.
He's standing in front of his bathroom mirror, manically brushing his teeth with one hand while trying to tame his curls with the other, when it occurs to him to check for a text from Henry. It's typically the first thing he does when he wakes up, but finals week has turned all of Alex's normal (functional human) habits on their head.
Unlocking his phone now, the American squints at his screen until the message from Hen starts to make sense... well, sort of. He's not sure about the cryptic wording, but a quick review of missed calls reveals that his boyfriend tried to reach him sometime after Alex must have faceplanted into his pillow. Damn.
There's something about the message that makes him want to call Henry back properly, rather than resort to text. They've both gotten pretty good at writing out their feelings to one another, but sometimes it's just no replacement for tone. Calling Hen will almost certainly make him late for class, yeah, but Alex finds he doesn't really care. He selects the Prince's contact number and hits 'Send' before lifting the phone to his ear.
"Hen?" Alex says as soon as the other man picks up, moving back into his bedroom to finish pulling a sweater on over his head, "Hey baby, what's this 'stuff' you need t'talk to me about?"
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missautumn · 1 month
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closed starter for;; @writermuses
Ever since Caitriona got back into his life Alex was ecstatic, sure getting used to the idea that'd be be a dad had been a shock and it made him think on several scenarios but once the idea settled in, he was happy about it. Probably too happy because his head was on Cai and their baby and he'd been a mess at his game, fucking up things he knew by heart. He took the cursing from his team in silence since no one knew about the baby yet but deep down, even though hockey had been his entire life for so long, Alex shrugged off the reproach because well, he was to be a dad and he promised himself he'd get his head back in the game once he could finally go to the first appointment with Caitriona and he knew for sure their baby was fine.
He got the quickest shower in history, dressing in a team's t-shirt, sweatpants and a team's cap he didn't stop to hear more from his teammates and practically ran off trying to avoid coach so he could pick up Cai from the house and make it to the hospital in time. Thanks to his brother, he got the best obstetrician in the city and hopefully, they'd have good news. "I'll be there in five." Alex called her when he was closer and waited for her with the car running. He gave her a wide albeit anxious smile as he opened the door for her. "Hey, sexy." He greeted, letting her settle before leaning in for a kiss. "How d'you feel? Need anything before we go to the hospital?"
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chaoticallycosmic · 8 months
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Alexander knew this wasn’t going to be an easy conversation but it was one that he and Solena would have to have. Considering the number of close calls they had so far with his youngest sister, Savannah, it was better to have it now. He looked up at her as she watched him cook them dinner from the counter. “Sol, I think we have to talk about finally telling people about us, mainly my family,” he said gently as he turned off the stove. He wasn’t keeping her a secret out of shame or anything of the like, truly. He simply enjoyed having her to himself. The age gap between then wasn’t a problem for either of them. Though he was aware how many others would take it, he didn’t care. He just knew he loved this wonderful woman in front of him and wanted nothing more than to give her the world and more. “But if you aren’t ready for that, need more time,” he started playing their diner as he talked, “I will respecta that, I promise. We have just had a few close calls with Sav, already. I don’t think she’d have a problem with it but finding out we have been keeping it a secret might give off he wrong idea,” he tried to explain himself as best he could. “Besides, I’d like to take you out without us having to fear running into someone we know,” he smiled at her. “And yeah, also stop others from hitting on you.” She was a beautiful woman, inside and out, so of gourds she had admirers. He couldn’t blame them. “What do you think?”
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yrsonpurpose · 6 months
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Please stay gorgeous and strong and unbelievable. I miss you I miss you I miss you I love you. I’m calling you as soon as I send this, but I know you like to have these things written down. A ✿ / ❀
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ninyard · 16 days
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“Jean Moreau’s activism over the years: a thread 🧵”
I’m so sorry this is all that kept going through my head when I thought about this one
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johnnyspells · 9 months
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sean vs marion descriptions
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loveindomitable · 16 days
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@princonsort: plotted starter
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Henry breaking up with him is one of the worst possible things that have ever happened to Alex. No, he’s not being dramatic. And actually, Henry didn’t break up with him to his face, he ghosted him after Alex told him he loved him. Just left him there on that dock and then left the next morning after claiming a headache the rest of the day. He had a feeling HE was Henry’s headache and now, well now Alex felt like a fool. A heartbroken fool at that.
Alex almost wished he hadn’t said anything. If he hadn’t said anything, Henry would still be answering his texts, they’d still be arranging to see each other whenever they could. But now, now he felt like he was drowning and Alex didn’t know how to get back up. June and Nora tried their best to cheer him up and he loved them for it, but it wasn’t enough. He just wanted Henry. And being home didn’t help matters because even there everything reminded him of him.
He was in his room, moping when he should be doing classwork, when Zahra burst into his room asking him what he did. He stared at her, having no idea what she was talking about when she told him to look online. Confused, he looked up his name and saw that the emails had been leaked. Every last one of them, every private thing between himself and Henry out on display for the world to see. Alex felt like he was going to be sick and he did and then when he was dragged to the office with his mom, he had a panic attack on the way there. He hadn’t had one of those since high school, but now, he felt like the world was closing in. And the person he wanted most wasn’t there and he didn’t want him and … and … and.
When Alex wasn’t freaking out so much, more he was zoned out and unsure about everything and let everyone else handle things, he was given a choice. No, it wasn’t really a choice. Mary had some crack pot idea to make them put on a show, to show the commonwealth that they were in love as much as they appeared in the emails. If they didn’t, Henry would have to go it alone, which didn’t help matters either. Even though anger boiled in him, Alex agreed to go, because he wasn’t going to let Henry handle that on his own. He was afraid of seeing Henry again though. It had been a couple of months since Henry had left him and he wasn’t sure how the other would act around him. They’d been able to put up an act before and deep down, Alex knew he just wanted to see Henry again even if he was also afraid to. So, now here he was, on the plane and off to London. When he arrived at Kensginton, Alex was led to his old guest bedroom, but where he wished to be more than anywhere else was at Henry’s side instead.
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actual-changeling · 10 months
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no i am not done with the breakup scene yet. it haunts me during the day and it haunts my dreams, soon i will be able to replay it in my head on command. today's obsession: tell me you said no
firstly, i think it's important to point out just how deep the miscommunication runs here. aziraphale is excited, outright giddy about the news he is delivering, and he expects crowley to be just as happy about them.
after all, he thinks he is giving crowley what he has always wanted - they can go off together, he can be an angel again, which to zira equals being on the good side. the side of *light*. he remembers crowley's creation, remembers how in awe and happy he was with it, and thinks that is what he is offering.
aziraphale's expressions during this scene are probably gonna be their own post, but long story short he switches between excited and confused like a broken light switch, unable to decide which one to settle on.
crowley, well, crowley is angry. angry and confused and completely caught off guard because aziraphale is shaking the very foundation of what crowley currently thinks to be their relationship. the horror dawns on him pretty early, but he tries to fight it off, tries to convince himself that no, aziraphale wouldn't. he wouldn't agree to that, he KNOWS me. he knows i don't want to go back, he knows both sides are equally bad.
tell me you said no. tell me i wasn't wrong about you, about us. tell me i didn't misjudge our entire relationship. tell me the last millennia were worth something, anything.
tell me you said no.
if you rewatch the scene, you will notice that crowley never breaks eye contact, he stares aziraphale down the entire time. unless it was literally blink and you will miss it, i am pretty sure he does not even blink. not once. aziraphale on the other hand is looking everywhere but at him, his gaze flicks around just as much as his expression. crowley tries again, one last time. tells him you know they will both destroy this planet, humanity, us. it doesn't matter which side wins, the result will be the same. we KNOW that. we SAW that. we stopped it from happening.
aziraphale does not answer.
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he does not have to. crowley can read him well enough to know exactly what he responded, and even if he couldn't - he knew from the beginning. he just cannot believe the answer. he still can't.
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it's one of his fatal flaws, isn't it, believing in aziraphale and in them against every rule and threat the universe throws at them.
now to get to the part that breaks my heart.
crowley repeats himself again, not breaking eye contact while aziraphale tries to avoid his gaze.
tell me you said no.
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he still hopes. after that entire conversation, he still hopes.
when the silence stays unbroken he steps towards him, asking one. last. time.
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angel tell me you said no.
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this. this frame. this is when the realization hits him full force, the truth he has been trying to talk and rationalize his way out of. he has been begging aziraphale to tell him that he did not betray him, them.
everything he has been fighting for the last six thousand years, all the thoughts telling him he is worth less than aziraphale because he fell, because he is a demon, evil, on the wrong side. everything he has been unlearning, accepting that he can be kind, he can be good. accepting that aziraphale cares about him, fuck, maybe even loves him.
crowley thought aziraphale is the one being that sees him, truly sees him, which is why he offers himself without his glasses - his last layer of protection.
he betrayed us. he has never been with me, we have never been on our side, not when he chooses heaven over the fragile, peaceful existence they have carved out for themselves. he took care of the bookshop, allowed zira to take his bentley, cleaned up and tidied and prepared it for his return, for the both of them. just to get all of it thrown into his face, to have it degraded as not good enough. to have HIMSELF degraded as not good enough.
and after all that. after that realization, the pain, the break in what he thought was their reality.
after aziraphale telling him that he plans on leaving earth and wants crowley to be someone he is.
crowley swallows his tears and he steps back, keeps his glasses off and continues with his confession anyway. his voice breaks several times throughout it, he is on the verge of crying. i will probably make a separate post about all that but once again, tldr he suppresses tears throughout his entire speech.
i want to spend eternity with you and he cannot say it because he knows he would break on eternity and start crying. somehow, crowley still hopes that maybe this will change his mind, this will make him realize that he needs to stay here, stay with me.
crowley hopes and hopes and hopes and aziraphale finally meets his gaze and all he responds is nothing lasts forever.
no, i don't suppose it does.
still, what is left but to keep hoping that maybe one day, they will be an us, even if it isn't forever. even if it's just one day, one kiss, one second of being held and kissed back.
crowley keeps hoping and that, to me, is the most painful part of it all.
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cabensqn · 2 months
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i wish i had a better pic of alex in this shirt but im 99.999999% sure its Olivia's
like there's so many similar/matching outfits of theirs like r u guys gay or!?!????
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silo1013 · 11 months
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salvaged from the office fire in 1998
#my art#the x files#dana scully#fox mulder#alex krycek#i was talking about this on twitter yesterday but#i have a LOTTTTTT a lot of thought about this part of season two#mainly because i think that while scully probably realized she was never going to find peace ever again after emily#i do believe that the last time mulder ever thought everything would be okay was right before scully’s abduction#which is also kind of why i think mulder was closer to killing himself in ascension than in gethsemane#at the end of season four mulder is kind of resigned to his and scully’s lives unravelling#he’s more suspicious and slower to trust then he ever was#while ascension was the first time he was like. Oh okay. It’s over for us forever and ever#and the fact that he was still open and still kind of okay before that just kind of makes it worse#that he was just betrayed and left hanging and lost everyone he thought he had in one fell swoop#ascension jades the fuck out of him and you can see it. like through the whole series there are threads of it#his tendency to rely on skinner regresses for a while. he becomes even less functional when scully is gone.#he has far less patience for his informants and he refuses to rely on anyone the way he tried to on krycek#like it’s just. such an obvious shift in his character that you can tell his mindset about his and scully’s life has changed#and that’s a huge part of the show’s tragedy i think. ​there is no peace. there is no rest. it’s never going to be okay
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immortalmuses · 7 months
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@hrhenryfox sent: "Alex?" Henry wasn't expecting to see the First Son here, never mind completely soaked from it raining outside. Something had to be wrong. Coming down the stairs, the prince rushed over and looked on worried. "What's wrong? What happened?"
ㅤㅤㅤAlex knows what it looks like, him showing up at Kensington like this. Especially considering the last time he'd appeared on Henry's doorstep in the pouring rain. The American had borne quite a different greeting then than he does now, at least, hastening forward to meet his boyfriend half way, disregarding how his sodden sneakers squelch on the polished tile.
ㅤㅤㅤ"Henry, hey--" Catching the other man's hands in his own, Alex immediately brings them to his lips, kissing Hen's knuckles reassuringly. "It's fine, I'm fine."
ㅤㅤㅤOk, maybe he should explain. "..I, uh... I know I look like something out of your Jane Austen novels right now." The American winces, forever haunted by the image of a soggy Mr Darcy being rejected by Kiera Knightly, "--But baby, I swear it's not as bad as it looks. I just... uh..."
ㅤㅤㅤAlex shrugs up one shoulder, curls dripping chilled rainwater under the collar of his leather jacket. Despite being cold, his face heats up with embarrassment, "...I may have been chased by Paparazzi? Ok, I might have almost punched a paparazzo and then, y'know.... had to Run. In the Rain."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤZahra is going to kill him.
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sandinmybed · 10 months
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so are we all in agreement that Alex has nipple piercings
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chaoticallycosmic · 2 years
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Closed starter for @writermuses​
Alexander never thought that life would turn out this way for him. He can still remember the first time he met Solena Benetti, his sister Savannah had brought her over to a family cookout. According to Sav, his nickname for his sister, they had met when she studied abroad in Italy and hit it off. Not that he was surprised, Sav had a way of making friends that to him seemed like a superpower. Anyone with eyes could see she was an extremely beautiful girl and when he got around to talking to her, he couldn’t help but be intrigued by the Italian beauty. He tried not to, at first. First of all, she was his sister’s friend and second, the age difference. The more Savannah brought her around and the more he learned about her, the harder it was to stay away. He didn’t give any hope that she might see him as anything other than her friend’s older brother.
He was proven wrong, however, and although part of him felt guilty, he found that around Solena had found a part of himself he thought he lost. He found himself smiling and laughing more. So Alex hoped he hadn’t read the looks, the soft touches, the smiles, all wrong, as he approached her while the others were preoccupied at yet another family gathering with a plan in mind to see if the attraction he felt was mutual.
“I hope you’re enjoying the evening, Solena,” he said, his voice deep and soft as he stood close to but not too close. “And that Savannah isn’t dragging you to these things against your will,” he joked softly as he offered her a drink. “Though, we do enjoy having you around.”
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Anyone else still shocked that The Owl House crew actually managed to get a knife with blood okayed to have in the episode
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yoohyeon · 1 month
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𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕁𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 ! 💝
Mine - Do not repost!
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arcanefauna · 2 years
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I’m so happy this is public now and you can tell they didn’t even look into the context of things. Also the fact the co-creator of Phineas and Ferb also had something to say is baffling. Makes you wonder all the content we haven’t been able to see lol
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