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#red white and royal blue#rwrb#rwrbedit#firstprince#rwrb spoilers#alex claremont diaz#prince henry#lgbtq#filmedit#chewieblog#userstream#fyeahmovies#dailylgbtq#lgbtedit#tswiftlyrics#*#gorgeous hgejfmw#my pretty boy
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks to @anincompletelist for the tag! I didn't have anything prepared to share this week and was panicking about it, and Beas offered to give me a number for me to write a few sentences from whichever WIP that number corresponded to on my list, and of COURSE she accidentally picked the fully epistolary one aka rockstar Alex exes to lovers. The fully coded/skinned version with images is under the cut for maximum effect/fun, or here's the text on its own:
TWITTER THREAD:
Likely candidates for the topic of ACD’s #TheLakeHouseAlbum, a (mostly ordered) thread:
1/? Nora Holleran: I know they’re on record as being just friends but they’re SO FUCKING FLIRTY… I don’t know, something about the way they interact with each other makes my spidey senses tingle. Though them both being back on the market WOULD be a win for bisexuals everywhere.
Evidence in favour: lyrics about losing your best friend and partner in one fell swoop, Deuxmoi stories a couple of years ago about the two of them going to a hotel together + reports of loud sex noises.
Evidence against: See last tweet re: repeatedly on record as just friends.
47/? Henry Fox: It’s weirdly hard to find pics of them together, even at events we KNOW they were both at; kinda suspicious. Both gorgeous, queer, creatively talented men (if you’re not familiar with Henry Fox’s books, start with Looking For Orion; I cried for three days).
Evidence in favour: all the refs to distance could be literal not metaphorical (Henry’s UK-based), a ton of literary allusions that overlap with ones Henry’s used in his books.<br>
Evidence against: There were rumours of a feud a few years ago (vigorously denied by both teams).
69/69 ACD’s guitar: Okay you KNOW I couldn’t leave the thread on 68 but I think there might be some merit to this. The pics ACD puts on insta of his guitar are framed and shot with more love than the pics my girlfriend takes of me. (For legal reasons this is a joke.)
Wasn’t expecting this thread to blow up, so a disclaimer: this is all in good fun and I don’t know any of these people. But this album is stunning and raw and heartbreaking and not to get all parasocial about it but I really do hope ACD is okay ❤️
Tagging @affectionatelyrs @agame-writes @celeritas2997 @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @nocoastposts @nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @stereopticons @three-drink-amy @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)
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[ vol i | vol ii | vol iii | fic rec fridays ]
hi all! :D I have slowly but steadily been knocking things off of my tbr list, a few classics and a few newer fics, and they've been AMAZING! as per usual I wanted to share before the list gets too long for next time!
as always, please remember to leave kudos and a comment if you enjoyed the fic or show support in other ways, and be kind! mind the tags and if you come across something you dislike, please kindly (and quietly) move on.
happy new year and happy reading y'all! <3
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room? | @hgejfmw-hgejhsf | T+ | 5k
When the Legendary Balls-Out Bananas White House Trio New Year's Eve Party is interrupted by a security threat, Henry, Pez, Nora, June, and Alex find themselves locked in the White House library for their own protection with nothing but time, a few bottles of champagne, and some lighthearted conversation, until a single question threatens to change everything for Henry.
(+ read their first au fic here ahh!)
muscle memory | @dumbpeachjuice | E | 30k
It's been ten years since Alex was in London to stage a PR friendship with Henry after ruining the royal wedding. It's also been ten years since Alex dropped to his knees in front of Henry in a Kensington Palace kitchen.
But now Henry's in the Hamptons for the summer, and who should he bump into? None other than Alex Claremont-Diaz, who happens to be working in New York all summer long.
You Are the Wave I Could Never Tame | bleedingballroomfloor | E | 12k
That should be it. Henry is doing his job; the pool is getting cleaned, and Alex shouldn’t think anything more of it. Then why does he feel the slightest bit of disappointment when he walks back to the pool house and Henry isn’t there?
Or, the pool boy Henry AU that I couldn't stop thinking about until I wrote it.
if evil, why so cute? | @everwitch-magiks | E | 5k
Alex’s cat hates Alex, but loves Henry, the Bookstagram influencer who’s on vacation in Alex’s quiet seaside town. And while Alex is pretty salty about his grumpy cat’s inexplicable affection for a complete stranger, he must admit he can see the appeal; Henry is fucking gorgeous. It’s why Alex follows him on Instagram in the first place. It's just, Alex had never thought he’d be officially introduced to Henry by his own goddamn cat.
Or: Henry takes a two-week vacation to a seaside cabin with the intent to read a lot of books. Instead, he has a lot of sex.
Just like that | @myheartalivewrites | E | 10k
When Henry comes home from a date frustrated by the guy’s lack of expertise, Alex starts having thoughts. And then, because he’s Alex, he sticks his big foot in his even bigger mouth.
(@myheartalivewrites listen I fell down a rabbit hole ok and if I could rec your entire ao3 here I would -- OH WAIT I CAN)
In His Wildest Dreams | @myheartalivewrites | E | 11k
Set in and around the Henry bonus chapter, this is a story about Henry and Alex’s hectic schedules, family appearances etc. pulling them apart, and about what starts to happen between them, in the quiet of night: their sleeping bodies turning to each other, finding their sweet spots and opening up. And Alex and Henry learning a lot about each other in the process
Be Worthy Love, and Love Will Come | @sparklepocalypse | E | 30k
"For Christmas this year, all I would like is a best friend who doesn’t mind too much that I’m a prince. Most of my classmates poke fun because of who I am, or treat me like I’m too special to be their friend. I want a best friend who knows me as much as my family does and still likes me. I know that you can’t wrap a best friend up in a box and put it under the tree, but you’re magic so you know the best way to bring one."
(Movieverse canon divergence; Prince Henry, age 8, writes to Father Christmas wishing for a best friend. A few weeks later, he finds one.)
A Picture on Your Corkboard | bleedingballroomfloor | M | 23k
It happens on a random morning in May when Alex, age fourteen, pads into the kitchen to greet his mother and steal a waffle from June's plate and sees a man sitting at their breakfast counter, reading a newspaper, a cup of coffee raised to his lips. Like he belongs. Like it's the most natural thing in the world. June doesn't seem to give the man a second thought. She merely flicks Alex on the forehead and takes back the waffle. Ellen isn't worrying, either. In fact, she's talking to him. Asking what his schedule is like. Making plans for dinner.
Alex has never seen this man before in his life.
I want to mark my skin (it is paper thin) | @violetbaudelaire-quagmire | M | 10k
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Subj: Tattoo Reference
Attached: 1 file (orionsketch.jpg)
Hello,
Attached you’ll find a line art drawing of the constellation Orion. The shoulder blade is the intended location.
Best,
H.J. Fox
[OR: It's a Tattoo Shop AU!]
(Dil)Do It Yourself | @happiness-of-the-pursuit | E | 16k
“Listen,” Nora starts, turning her body once more so that she’s sitting sideways in the chair with her legs thrown across the armrest. “I did the math. There’s a 79% chance you’re gonna become a slut to the power of the prostate, and while we’re not dating anymore, it’s my duty as your fellow slutty bisexual to get this party started.”
Or, when Nora drags Alex to a holiday dildo workshop, he doesn’t expect to find someone to use it with.
just a figure of speech | @congee4lunch | E | 17k
“Like I said: Alphas really don’t know how to fuck.”
“And like I said,” Alex sets down his mug and steps closer to Henry. “I can fuck and I know how to fuck you so well, you’ll see stars, baby.”
[henry, an omega, hasn’t had good sex in a long time. as his alpha roommate and friend, alex can help with that. in a totally platonic bro way, of course]
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saving some for next rec, I'll see you all then! enjoy, and remember to show support if you did! <3
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#my fic recs#fic recs#rwrb#red white and royal blue#firstprince#Alex x henry#RWRB fic#red white and royal blue fanfic#firstprince fic
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wip wednesday <3 :)
hello :) thank you for the tags @ninzied @littlemisskittentoes @nocoastposts @gay-flyboys @orchidscript @cha-melodius @candyspandemonium @suseagull04 @kiwiana-writes @priincebutt @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @anincompletelist :) <3
here's a snip from proposal au titled "the full spectrum of human emotion" which also now has gorgeous art from @seanchaidh7 eeeeep! so naturally i pulled from that section for this:
Henry is looking expectantly at Alex, something buried in his gaze that Alex's liquor-addled brain can't fully comprehend. It looks not dissimilar to his eyes when he had wrapped large fingers around Alex's waist at the engagement party and pulled him a little closer after meeting Liam for the first time. Unfortunately, the thought is really just as fucking appealing now as it was during that party. He can't be fucking helped.
"Yeah, I was just going to go get a drink anyway." Liam shoots Henry a small smile, squeezes Alex's bicep in goodbye, and walks away.
"Jealous, are we?" Alex can't help but needle him just a little. "It's okay if you are, I won't stop you." The idea of Ice Queen Henry being green with envy is doing a lot for Alex and his neurons right now. He really is completely fucking hopeless.
"You're incorrigible," Henry says with a small laugh. "But he had his turn." His mouth lifts up at the corner, a little crooked, a whole lot endearing. "Now it's mine."
xoxo roop
+ no pressure tags under the cut <3
@xthelastknownsurvivorx @heybuddy-drabbles @happiness-of-the-pursuit @zwiazdziarka @getmehighonmagic @dumbpeachjuice @theprinceandagcd @inexplicablymine @magicandarchery @sherryvalli @eusuntgratie @tintagel-or-cockleshells @cricketnationrise @ssmtskw @tailsbeth-writes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @songliili @wordsofhoneydew @bigassbowlingballhead @myheartalivewrites @sparklepocalypse @onward--upward @user-anakin @matherines @celeritas2997 @gayrootvegetable @affectionatelyrs @tinyarmedtrex @14carrotghoul @rmd-writes @dustratcentral @leaves-of-laurelin @whimsymanaged @indomitable-love @anchoredarchangel
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WIP Wednesday - 10/04/2024
Hello! So i'm balls deep in og 911 atm. I've already seen seasons 1 - 4 but I'm rewatching so I can power through and be all caught up to season 7 soon.
Anyways I have been tagged by @onthewaytosomewhere @getmehighonmagic @firenati0n and @wordsofhoneydew thanks my buddies <3
I have a new silly wip I'm working on. I do have other things that are cooking but you've heard it all before so have this:
Alex works at a hotel to put himself through law school. After spending so much time at the hotel he's become somewhat of a serial wedding crasher. One day he crashes the wedding of an odd but adorable couple, George and James. Unfortunately, George's twin, Henry, catches him in the act but seems rather amused by it all.
The couple seem a bit mismatched. One man, wearing a dark green velvet tuxedo jacket that looks as expensive as it does soft, is older and red-headed. He’s sexy in the way that Alex can tell beneath his tux he’s got a strong muscled body. He’s looking at his young new husband with something akin to utter adoration.
The other groom is a lot younger. Possibly in his mid-twenties as opposed to the other’s possible fifties. He’s probably the most beautiful man Alex has ever seen in his life. He’s got dark brown hair that contrasts against his porcelain skin, and the poutiest pink lips. He looks like a living doll.
Alex watches them sway with one another on the dance floor as he piles more food onto his plate. They're completely enraptured by each other. Is he jealous? Maybe. He doesn’t really want to marry an old man though, even if this particular old man is quite fuckable.
“Hello,” a smooth voice says next to him.
Alex doesn’t look away, not really wanting to invite conversation with eye contact. Not while he's technically stealing.
“Hey.”
“I’ve not seen you before,” the man continues. He’s got the same crisp English accent as many of the other guests. “Are you here for George or James?”
Alex winces internally but feigns nonchalance as he continues to shovel various foods onto his increasingly full plate. He hates this question and has no idea which is George and which is James and what the correct answer will be.
“Uhhhh George. Yeah George, me and him go way back, you know? We’re practically brothers.”
The man huffs out a laugh and Alex chances a look at him.
He double-takes.
The man next to him is just as gorgeous as the younger groom. Mainly because he’s identical to him, save for the blonde hair.
“I’m Henry,” the man says, amused. “I’m George’s twin and the best man.”
Oh fuck.
No pressure tags under cut + also open tag as always
@bigassbowlingballhead @anincompletelist @nocoastposts @sunnysideprince @eusuntgratie @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @sparklepocalypse @happiness-of-the-pursuit @magicandarchery @cactusdragon517 and anyone else who wants a go
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RWRB FirstPrince Canon Compliant Recs
Click below for some of my favorite fics that are book and/or movie canon compliant!
Every Version by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf. M, 1.1k. Alex does a magazine photoshoot, and the day that the magazine arrives, he wants Henry to look at it first.
Acts of Service by TuppingLiberty. E, 1.4k. After a vacation, Henry shaves Alex’s scruff off, because he loves taking care of Alex.
5+1 Times Henry Was Attracted To Alex (Texas Edition) by @absoluteaudacitywrites. E, 1.4k. Alex in a Stetson though. That’s the stuff of Henry’s most filthy dreams. He swears his husband gets even more Texan with it on, his drawl getting slower, more syrupy. He calls Henry darlin’ and tips the brow to him as he passes and Henry knows it’s stupid but he finds himself weak at the knees from being in proximity to his own personal cowboy.
A Hoarse I Love You by a_velvet_blazer. NR, 1.6k. Alex knew he wasn’t particularly… pleasant when he got sick.
Before, in the white house, June helped out. She had a container of Vicks in her room and would bring him soup from the kitchen. She had down the perfect mix of checking on him to make sure he was still breathing and leaving him alone to wallow.
The times he was sick in the brownstone were easy enough to play off, with (a different) tub of Vicks in their bathroom with a nice collection of Advil and Tylenol.
He has a system.
That is, until he doesn't.
boxing with no gloves by @littlemisskittentoes. G, 2.2k. Henry is pushing his arms through the woolen sleeves of a peacoat. He faces Alex and there’s no softness left in his features. He’s genuinely angry this time. None of the endeared exhaustion of his antics Alex is so used to seeing from him. None of the fondness that always plays hide and seek in his eyes when he looks at Alex. Henry looks blank and placid. His press face, edged with a hint of venom.
And Alex has seen versions of this face. He’s seen a calmer facade of it, one that had boarded a plane back to England by the time Alex woke up.
There’s something cold settling in Alex’s stomach. A kind of panic crawling up his throat. There’s ice dancing at his fingertips, but his hands are sweating, and oh God, Henry’s leaving again.
Or, Alex and Henry get into a fight. Henry tries to leave, Alex needs him to stay. So he does.
I'd Wanna Be Felled By You, Held By You by @sparklepocalypse. E, 2.3k. In hindsight, Alex should probably have known that letting Henry borrow his clothes for the weekend would absolutely wreck him. But Henry had fretted about his wardrobe being too formal for a casual visit to the lake house, and Alex has developed somewhat of a Pavlovian response to the way Henry’s brows furrow and his mouth pinches when he’s anxious. Once the words “You can just wear my stuff, no worries,” were out there, there’d been no stuffing them back into his mouth.
Here’s the thing Alex should’ve taken into consideration: Henry would look hot dressed in a garbage bag. So the morning after their lake house arrival, when Henry steps out of the shower and into a pair of Alex’s swim trunks and Alex’s Arrels Barcelona shirt, Alex takes one look at him and drops his phone.
(Movieverse; Henry wears Alex's clothes at the lake house and Alex reacts accordingly.)
i'm so in love (i might stop breathing) by vibrantsaturn. T, 2.4k. He looks so fucking gorgeous like this, eyes half-lidded as he looks at Alex. He rests his head on Alex's chest, tightening his arms. Alex can see the tips of his ears turning pink.
"It's ! H G E J F M W C D 2 4 !" he mumbles in embarrassment, hiding his face in the crook of Alex's neck again. A beat of silence.
Then, almost shouting in joy, Alex yells, "Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Claremont-Diaz! That's your fucking password?"
"Shut up!" Henry hisses and Alex feels so many butterflies in his stomach that he's going to throw himself off of a cliff. Really, teenage girls with celebrity crushes have nothing on him at this moment.
or,
Henry is drunk and Alex is so in love he could die.
it was you he gave me by @coffeecatsme. E, 2.5k. The tattoo artist traces Alex’s thigh with a gloved finger as she grabs the needle, brows furrowed as if she’s trying to make sense of the lettering. “This is beautiful,” she says, awe in her voice. Alex feels a sort of pride surge through him. “Who’s the poet?”
Alex smiles. “If I tell you, can you keep a secret?”
Or, Alex finds a pen in their sex toy drawer and Henry finds a use for it.
in sickness, and in health by softcinnamonroll. T, 2.5k. It all started with a slight niggle in Alex’s right side. He was at the library, face deep in one of his law textbooks as he studied for his midterms and he sat back to stretch, only to feel a sharp nip in the side. He frowned as a hiss left his lips, hand moving to grip his side slightly and rub the skin where it hurt. He didn’t think too much about it, after all he had been sitting in the same position for hours. It was likely due to lack of movement.
A Goddamn Fairytale by toffrox. T, 2.5k. Henry wants to be angry. He does. He wants to feel it simmering in his chest, wants to be sitting there like Alex is next to him with his eyes smouldering. He wants to be like Bea, pacing the room with her fists clenched, absolutely livid.
"You can't let her do this!" Bea cries.
"It's just one tiny part of the day," Henry says with a sigh. "Everything else will be exactly as planned. I'm just not sure it's worth having a big fight over."
Bea glares and looks like she's going to rant when Alex cuts in-
"Fuck. That."
A Lover's Embrace by septemberleaves. T, 2.6k. Alex realizes he doesn't know the name of Henry's cologne and has a slight crisis.
Asking For Permission by @cultofsappho. T, 2.6k. Henry knows he's going to ask Alex to marry him. And he knows its a ridiculous tradition, but he wants to ask the most important person in Alex's life for their blessing, just to be sure.
Behind a Locked Door by @rmd-writes. E, 2.8k. Alex glances at the celebrant who holds out the card with his vows printed on them. He looks at Henry as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his reading glasses. Henry’s eyes widen and as Alex puts his glasses on, there’s a sharp inhale from Henry. Alex winks. Henry looks like he might have stopped breathing.
What happens when Alex pulls his glasses out during their wedding ceremony? Henry finds a room with a locked door.
wake and shake by weather_stained. E, 2.8k. Alex wakes up to find Henry indulging in some...classical literature.
Just Say Yes by @everwitch-magiks. G, 3.2k. “Well,” Alex says slowly, “You look… marriable? I guess.” He lets his feet carry him a couple of steps closer, reaching out to adjust Henry’s tie even though it’s already perfect. “I’m not a hundred percent on this shade of blue, though.”
Henry’s bottom lip catches between his teeth as he meets Alex’s eyes, his expression one of carefully concealed amusement. “Heaven forbid that you marry a man whose choice of neckwear doesn’t convey a sense of adventure,” he says gravely. “Would you perhaps prefer something patterned? Why don’t we request one with little embroidered pictures of David?”
Alex grins widely. “A personal touch. I love that, baby.”
The royal stylist is glancing between the two of them with abject horror.
you look so good it hurts by greenandmoss. M, 3.2k. After Berlin, Alex can't find his sweater.
Or: English Princes are thieves and Alex doesn't have the strength to cope with seeing Henry wearing his clothes.
Favours by Veronae. E, 3.3k. Buttercream swirls haunt his nightmares.
Henry got Alex a cupcake for his birthday, and they do sexy things with it.
in bloom by rizcriz. T, 3.5K. This is all Nora’s fault. No, actually, it’s the fucking Crown’s fault. No, no, it’s homophobia’s fault. Fuck, okay, he doesn’t know who to blame but he’s pinning it on the lapels of the universe with a frown and a fuck you.
Because Henry, beautiful, wonderful, rosy cheeked Henry—the man Alex would fucking die for and who deserves the whole god damned world—has never been given flowers. It may seem small, innocuous, but the look in his eyes as June smells the bouquet of lilacs Nora brought to the bar for her says fucking otherwise.
Henry’s words are still hanging over the group of them; “I wouldn’t know,” he’d said with a small shrug and a smile that said he wasn’t too upset, but Alex saw the little crease in his brow, the way his gaze dropped to the table on the shrug, he knows it matters; “I’ve never been given any.”
Or, five times Alex bought Henry flowers.
when you say my name (i like the way it sounds) by kittentoes. G, 3.6k. When he looks back, he gives himself a moment to take it in. He basks in the sound of familiar laughter echoing around their kitchen in the simmering warmth and comfortability that comes with being sucked into Pez’s antics and lulled back by Bea’s steadiness. He revels in the swirl of Nora’s genius and calm of June’s kindness.
It’s not quite the same as LA all those years ago. It doesn’t take him by surprise or feel novel anymore. But it's still that feeling of rightness, a crystal clear understanding that this, these people, will always be a kind of home to him.
or, The Super Six take on a Halloween party. Henry, for once, let’s himself let loose. Drunk, uninhabited, and free to love Alex in public, Henry is happy. Alex stays sober to look after him, and he is so in love he could die.
give yourself away sometimes, sweetheart by @omgcmere. M, 3.8k. Tracing the evolution of sweetheart in five scenes over the years.
Everything’s Growing in our Garden by bleedingballroomfloor. E, 4k. Alex hums in contentment, turning his face in Henry's lap. "You haven't played polo for a long time now," he says casually.
"I haven't," Henry agrees.
"But your thighs are still so fucking strong," Alex says around a groan, and suddenly, Henry knows where this conversation is going very, very quickly.
In which Alex and Henry celebrate an anniversary with a picnic and some thigh worship.
L’Amour de Ma Vie by quill_and_ink. E, 4k. He studies his expressions like he'll be tested on them later, and he'll be damned if he misses a single question.
In other words, it's the Paris bed blooper.
Bisexual Disaster Alex Claremont-Diaz by TuppingLiberty. E, 4k. Five times Alex wears an amusing bi pride shirt to Brooklyn Pride, and one time both he and Henry do it.
to build a home by @indomitable-love. T, 4.1k. He loves the life they’ve made for themselves. It’s messy and busy – there’s always a cardigan of Henry’s thrown over a chair and a paperback open on the arm of the chair with the spine cracked; Alex’s notes on the dining room table, and three different loyalty cards for the coffee shop down the street on the table by the door because Alex keeps forgetting his in different pockets. His life with Henry is full of laughter and soft touches: David curled up at Alex’s side as he reads through class notes while Henry snaps a photo; Henry's arms around him when he gets in from class; the two of them bartering over whose turn it is to take David out when he needs to go out and it’s raining.
It’s mundane a lot of the time – something Alex never thought he would want – but he loves it.
Or, at least, he loves it when Henry is here.
Which, right now, he isn’t.
He hasn’t been here for five weeks. Which… like, it’s fine. It’s not a whole a thing.
Henry goes back to England and ends up having to stay far longer than expected. But he'll always come back to Alex.
Kiss and Tell by @dani-dabbles. M, 4.1k. “Now that is spine-melting, isn’t it?” Henry speaks in a dreamy, lascivious way that in any other context would be very flattering. But right now? With the current company?
Nora hums, barely avoiding sloshing wine as she raises her glass in the air, “No complaints. No notes. Ten out of fucking ten.”
Both sigh happily and eerily in sync, knocking back more wine.
Henry’s head lulls in Nora’s direction, “So the other night, we tried something new and we-”
No. Absolutely not. Alex can’t hear anymore. He needs to stop this.
First Monday in May by @three-drink-amy. E, 4.3k. “How do I get invited to the Met Gala?”
“If I knew that, Alex, I’d have been there before,” she says, looking back at her magazine.
Alex throws himself on her bed and tosses the magazine behind him to the floor. “June! Come on. Help me!”
“Why do you want to go to the goddamn Met Gala? When I showed you pictures from it before, you asked why they were dressed like that. Why do you want to go?” She laughs to herself. “What, did Henry get invited?”
He falls silent in reply.
The White House Trio, Henry, and Pez attend the 2020 Met Gala.
If You Love Something by allmylovesatonce. M, 4.3k. Alex calls Henry to tell him a funny incident from his day. When a miscommunication sends them both reeling, both of them are questioning if the other is wanting to end their relationship. Their friends take things upon themselves to get them to see eye to eye.
no one's gonna love you more than i do by peppermintpatties. G, 4.3k. 5 times Henry became Alex’s support system in law school + 1 time Alex made sure the whole world knows it
Backseat Serenade by bleedingballroomfloor. E, 4.4k. "You seriously don't remember?"
"Alex, for the life of me, I do not."
Alex's face splits into a devilish grin. "Oh, baby." His voice is absolutely sultry. "All I'm hearing is that I gotta make you remember."
'cause I love to watch you dream by Rainbow_waffles. T, 4.5k. “Don' turn off the light,” Alex mumbles again and Henry is really, really struggling not to laugh.
“Why?" he questions softly, inching his face closer to Alex so he could hear him. Alex doesn't answer.
“Why, love?” he presses.
“They need t'see,” Alex grumbles and shifts a bit.
“Who needs to see?” Henry thinks that if Alex mentions any other people or ghosts being around he's going to either wake Alex up or go sleep in the guest room, he's not having any of this.
“The bugs,” Alex mumbles exasperatingly as if it should be obvious.
Five times Alex talks in his sleep +1 time Henry does.
yrs. faithfully (if a little early) by @clottedcreamfudge. E, 4.6k. “You’re going to be over an hour early for your first lecture,” Henry points out from his seat at the kitchen table as Alex shoves an apple and a bottle of water into his bag, looking around for his shoes with a frown.
“Well, yeah,” he says distractedly, locating said shoes and squatting down to slip them on and tie his laces. “I was gonna cram some studying in at the library at the end of the day, but now I can do it before the day really starts. Efficient as fuck.” Henry snorts delicately into his cup of Earl Grey and puts it down on the table when Alex straightens and rolls his shoulders.
“Admirable,” Henry says.
a goddamn blaze in the dark (and you started it) by orionseye. T, 4.6k. “You had a thing with who?” Spencer asks, cocking an eyebrow.
“No one. It’s nothing.“
“Oh c’mon. We finally get to the juicy shit and you won’t tell me?“
Liam bites his lip, stifling a laugh. “I had a thing with my best friend. All through high school.”
“I thought you had a girlfriend?”
“I did! I thought I was a proud heterosexual until I came here and figured shit out. We–we just, didn’t talk about it. Somewhere in our minds, the whole “making out for an hour” thing was, like, straight or something.”
a.k.a, liam and spencer’s adventures through the tendency of a famous ex-boyfriend to cause international scandals.
How to save a life by dollarstoreannabethchase. G, 4.7k. “Henry,” Cash’s voice called from the other side of the closed door to their brownstone, and something in his voice set goosebumps to Henry’s skin. “You need to come with me. It’s Alex.” Henry had gotten up from the piano immediately and flung the door open, wearing nothing but a ratty old t-shirt and sweatpants. “What is it?” he asked, dread creeping down his spine in a slithering motion. “There’s been an accident.”
Or: Henry's day after Alex is in a car crash, not knowing whether or not he'll make it.
I Choose You by @cityofdownwardspirals. T, 4.7k. Finally, after a long moment, Alex speaks up. “So…he seemed nice,” he says, matter-of-factly. He still isn’t looking directly at Henry.
“He is. Not like we talk a lot. I haven’t seen him in years,” Henry admits, turning fully towards Alex to show him he has his full attention for this conversation.
Alex takes a gulp of his champagne before turning towards Henry as well. “And what happened all those years ago?”
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Alex and Henry attend their first official event in the UK as a couple after the elections. Henry is proud to finally be able to introduce his boyfriend to the world. When Alex meets an unexpected guest, he gets an answer to the question of "which other famous boys Henry has shagged" and he seems to struggle just a little bit with it.
What If I Do? by colorfulmoniker. T, 4.9k. What was Henry thinking when he left Alex at the lake house? What were the days that followed like for him before Alex showed up at his door and forced him to face not only Alex, but himself?
Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy by cmere. E, 6.3k. "Would now be the moment," Henry says, breath catching, "to tell you about a little fantasy I've had concerning you and horses?"
Alex snickers. "Uh, I don't know, babe. If this is going the way it sounds, I'm not sure you should say anything you won't be able to take back."
"Oh, Christ, shut it," Henry says, laughing, still not stopping the motions of his hand. "The horse aspect is nonsexual."
"Okay, well in that case. Yes. Obviously." Alex grips his own thigh, refusing to give in and touch Henry, or himself. For now. As long as he can stand it.
As it turns out, Alex isn't the only one who has a thing for his beloved on a horse. Henry's birthday seems like a good time to make use of that new information.
i ask you how you’re doing (and i let you lie) by matherine. M, 6.6k. The first time Henry sees it happen, he knows instantly that it is not the first time it has ever happened. They’re sitting in the living room of the brownstone, the two of them surrounded by their favorite people in the world, a night of board games long abandoned in favor of mocking the eighth season of Game of Thrones.
“God, don’t you have an off switch?” June groans, laughing as she chucks a piece of popcorn in Alex’s direction while he rambles passionately about the international legal implications of the Red Wedding. Nora cackles. “Whatever you do to thank Henry for putting up with you, it’s not nearly enough. Jesus, I can’t believe he put a ring on your loud mouth.”
Or: Alex is fine. Really, he’s fine — he just wants Henry to stay, even if Alex is too much. Henry just wants his husband back.
sink beneath the waves by indomitablelove. M, 7.1k He leaves the note in the kitchen, and slips back out into the dark morning and into the waiting car. He wonders if Alex will ever know quite how much everything truly means.
The lake house to Kensington, from Henry's POV.
in wildest dreams (i never dreamed of this) by millsx. T, 8k. “H?” Alex asks, turning around. He’s been sitting with his back against Henry’s chest, listening to his low voice rambling about saltwater and coastlines.
A Stork Beneath London Bridge by @ficsmarvelmerlinao3. G, 7.5k. Henry was supposed to be enjoying his first fully American Thanksgiving, filled with first hand witnessing of the Turkey Horrors and strangely sweet vegetable dishes. But in a single whispered phrase the world turns immaterial, Alex is his only anchoring point, and the black suit carefully packed over every single trip is being laid out on the pretty pink bedspread.
Henry stops and looks at him, prompting him to go on with a tip of his head.
“You’re my favorite person ever,” Alex says quietly.
It’s Alex’s birthday in New York City, and life is just a little bit better than he would have ever imagined.
i will find you darling (and i will bring you home) by indomitablelove. E, 8.2k. ‘You’ve never had it from both sides of the ocean before, and– well, the devil works hard but the British tabloids work harder,’ he says with a sad smile.
take me out and take me home by coffeecatsme. M, 10k. “Shh.” Alex presses a finger over Henry’s lips. Their corners twitch, as if Henry’s desperately fighting a smile. “This is our house, baby. We gotta make it our own."
The press and public opinion are fickle masters. One day they love you, the next they hate you. Alex struggles with the constant negativity of the news cycle, Henry makes him feel better.
A real fucking legacy series by @dreamsinthewitchouse. E, 9.9k. Alex drifts into consciousness in a bed full of tangled limbs and warm, sleep-rumpled skin. He’s lying half on his stomach and half on his side, the shoulder smushed against the bed protesting in a way that tells him he’s going to have a crick in his neck for the rest of the day.
But fuck if he cares, with Henry stirring next to him, one of his long legs draped over the back of Alex’s thigh. Alex doesn’t need to open his eyes to know the room is hazy with filtered sunlight, spilling pale yellow through the carelessly drawn curtains.
Soon after Ellen's election, Henry and Alex move into a brownstone in New York. This is a story of how they make it home.
every day is a birthday by indomitablelove. E, 10k. Henry blinks a couple of times and sits up quickly. He gives a cursory glance to David on the back seat, checking he’s still there – as though he hasn’t been asleep since the second they pulled out of their street – and leans over to look out of the window.
‘Alex,’ he breathes. He’s quiet for a minute, then murmurs, ‘it’s beautiful.’ Henry turns to him with narrowed eyes, both suspicion and mirth glinting happily in them. ‘What are you planning?’
Alex simply reaches over and clasps Henry’s hand with his own, then brings them to his lips. ‘Happy birthday, baby.’
Alex surprises Henry with a belated birthday weekend away... with the help of a few visitors.
Every nation ought to have a right to provide for its own happiness. by imaginentertain. T, 11k. "And that's when Henry knows: He doesn't ever want to go back."
"This is very formal," she says eventually. "Sending a request for an audience with your grandmother."
"Yes, well, this needs to be done formally," Henry says, "it needs to be done right."
And in that moment Henry sees his mother stiffen a little beside him and he knows she's realised. She's put the pieces together. If he's not here to ask for permission to marry then—
Henry takes a deep breath, rolls his shoulders back to lift him up to full height, and draws on all the courage he can muster. "I have come to inform you that I wish to abdicate," he says, just as he'd written and rehearsed, "and I would therefore like to petition Parliament as soon as possible."
Title is from Alexander Hamilton's letter on foreign policy. Because what else could I use?
Book canon compliant.
behind the diamond-shaped glass by Celaestis. M, 11k. Five times Alex and Henry used tea and biscuits to communicate, and one time they don't need to.
Smiles Await You When You Rise by supernatural_mondler (starzinoureyes). T, 11k. It’s incredible, really; he spent almost all day trying, willing himself into slumber, but after less than an hour of listening to Alex’s soothing voice and looking at his beautiful face, Henry is just moments away from the most peaceful sleep he’s had in weeks. God, why don’t they just do this every night? Henry might be able to get his sleep cycle back to normal if he only had Alex talk to him whenever it was time for bed.
Or, five times Alex helps Henry fall asleep.
No Regrets by @uglygreenjacket. M, 11k. “I think we should have a royal wedding.” It’s a thing Alex says to Henry over breakfast one Saturday morning shortly after they get engaged.
And he really hopes he doesn't come to regret it.
Love, Pyramus by @sprigsofviolets. T, 15k. Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor has always been different, and he spends his life finding himself in the pages of a book, connecting with queer people through literature.
Alejito y Marimar series by th0ughts. T, 18k. He continues to mutter ramblings about high society and the impossible balancing act of keeping up appearances before he falters to a tapering quiet, brown eyes coming alight with a realization.
Martha’s stomach churns, sensing a grand idea that could either be pure genius or terribly ill-advised. (With most of Alex’s ideas, it’s usually both.)
Alex is Martha’s plus one at her high school’s pre-reunion soirée, and she learns a thing or two about gumption.
I love you, aint that the worst thing you ever heard? by dollarstoreannabethchase. E, 18k. Because Alex is Alex, and as they say in Scandal, he’s the kind of person who would blindly follow someone he loves over a cliff. All Henry can think about is that Alex doesn’t understand what’s waiting for him at the bottom of that cliff; that Alex is hopelessly optimistic—naive, even—but Henry knows they won’t survive the fall. And he cannot, for the life of him, figure out why, out of all the things Alex could choose to go over a cliff for, he seems so set on choosing Henry.
Or: Henry’s perspective of the lake house and the week he and Alex are broken up.
Las Flores series by 14carrotgold. M, 26k. Oscar gets in close and bluntly asks, “Earlier. In the bathroom. Did you do it?”
Alex scoffs, “No. Don't be a perv. Why would you wanna know that anyway?”
Oscar rolls his eyes. “Mind out of the gutter, chamaco. Did you propose?”
Ah.
Henry is introduced to the extended Diaz side of the family at their matriarch's birthday. Shenanigans (and romance and feelings) ensue.
all that glitters (is not gold) by indomitablelove. E, 111k. Alex Claremont-Diaz has it all. His mom won the election, he’s got the perfect boyfriend. He gets to love Henry out loud. Everything is great. Perfect.
Except for the itch under his skin every time he goes outside, and the tightness in his chest when he goes online, and the fact that he can’t fucking sleep.
But it's fine. He's fine. Really.
Or: after the emails, Alex Claremont-Diaz isn’t fine.
I only tag an author once per post, but I'm still figuring out firstprince author handles. If you see one I may not know or find a broken link, please give me a heads up!
Master List of RWRB FirstPrince Recs
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Thanks to the ever delightful @ninzied, @zwiazdziarka, @ships-to-sail, @getmehighonmagic, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @nocoastposts, and @kiwiana-writes for the tags today!
More of He Thinks My Tractor's Sexy for you -- and even though it's past midnight, I'm still counting it as Wednesday because I am still awake. 🤣
Alex extends a hand. “Give me your phone,” he says, beckoning with his fingertips.
Henry unlocks it and hands it over, watching Alex’s hands as he navigates to the messaging app and sends himself a text. When Alex returns his mobile, Henry catches a glimpse of the message and chuckles. “Hot Farmer Henry?”
“I mean…” Alex gestures meaningfully at Henry. “I’m not one to mince words, Henry. You are both a farmer and very nice to look at, so. Hot Farmer Henry, until I know your last name.” He tilts his head, considering. “Probably afterward, too.”
“It’s Fox,” Henry laughs. Christ; Alex is funny, charming, and gorgeous – if he’s hung as well, Henry’s a goner. “I don’t know yours either. Suppose I ought to come up with a superlative for you as well?”
“Claremont-Diaz,” Alex replies. “And call me whatever you want, sweetheart. Just be sure to call me.” He winks, and Henry very casually grabs the support pole of his Easy Up market tent to help himself remain upright. “I’ll see you later, Henry.”
“You will,” Henry agrees.
#red white and royal blue#rwrb#alex claremont diaz#henry hanover stuart fox#rwrb fic#alex x henry#firstprince#my fic#wip: farmer smut
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WIP Wednesday, February 7th 2024
I was being a boring ass party pooper again for Sunday Six, but I saw all of you and I wanna say thanks to everyone who tagged me! Which is why I'm fast today, haha ♥
Snipsnip of my Valentine's Day fic, the third installment in my Holiday Series. Coming on the 14th!
“Christ on a fucking bike, you look gorgeous,” Alex says as soon as Henry enters the room. He takes Henry’s hand, makes him spin and then grabs him by the waist, stealing a kiss right from his lips. Henry keens into his mouth and grabs the collar of Alex’s denim jacket, his entire body ablaze. He’s so in love with Alex, he feels like he could die.
“Hi,” he manages to whisper in between kisses.
Alex hums, pulls back to affectionately tuck a strand of hair away from Henry’s forehead and smiles. “We should skip dinner,” he says, his voice low and gravely with lust. Henry is all too familiar with the tone in his voice by now. “I’d eat you ou-”
“Hello, I’m right here!”
Henry startles free from Alex’s arms and sends Bea an apologetic grimace, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “Sorry, we- We’re just gonna-” he throws a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the front door and starts moving backwards, pulling Alex along with him.
“Please do,” Bea says, but it sounds more like a demand, “and don’t come back. I’ve got someone coming over.”
“I know, Nora told me,” Alex chuckles, slipping his hand into Henry’s on their way to the door.
Henry shudders. “Ew, we’re going. Bye!”
No pressure tagging @magicandarchery @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie @sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes @happiness-of-the-pursuit @affectionatelyrs @smc-27 @indomitable-love @heybuddy-drabbles @wordsofhoneydew @firenati0n @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @anchoredarchangel @clottedcreamfudge @anincompletelist @ninzied @rmd-writes @cricketnationrise @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @lostcol @nocoastposts @winderlylandchime
#ao3#ao3 author#fanfic#fanfic authors#red white and royal blue#rwrb#fandom#alex claremont diaz#fanfiction#au#henry fox mountchristen windsor#alex and henry#henry x alex#firstprince fanfic#firstprince fanfiction#firstprince fic#first prince#firstprince#rwrb fanfic#rwrb fic#rwrb movie#rwrb alex#rwrb henry#red white and royal blue movie#my fic#valentine's day fic#holiday fic#my fanfiction#current wip#headabovethewater
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HI, IT'S BEEN A COUPLE WEEKS!!! But I was tagged by literally six people (thank you to @anincompletelist, @happiness-of-the-pursuit, @songliili, @ssmtskw, @littlemisskittentoes, and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf) so I guess the universe wants me to post today!
I do actually have a little snippet to share this week - I started a new WIP (just a small one this time!!!! just a oneshot, I promise!!!) inspired by a screenshot someone shared in the Brownstone server that I'll add to the end of the post so you guys can see it, too. And, bonus - the first three paragraphs I've managed to write so far happen to total up to exactly seven sentences!
There’s an advert about a block from Henry’s flat that he walks past every day on his morning walk to the cafe with David. It’s just a cologne ad, but Henry will be disproportionately upset when it inevitably gets replaced with something different.
It’s a fairly simple ad – a deep red background, the name of the cologne and the logo for the brand taking up one side. On the other side, instead of an image of the bottle, there’s a photograph of possibly the most gorgeous man Henry has ever seen; tan skin, effortlessly messy curls that he’s sure took hours to style, a smile that makes his heart skip a beat every time he sees it, with a boyish sort of charm.
What really draws Henry’s attention, though, are the man’s eyes – deep brown, framed by long, curly lashes. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen eyelashes that long on a man. Oftentimes, when he passes by the ad on his way to the cafe, he finds himself pausing to look for a moment or two, wondering if they’ve been photoshopped… until he’s snapped out of his thoughts by David tugging on his lead, wanting to get a move on.
(YES, it's an AU where Henry is living out his dream of being a writer living in Paris, and Alex is the model he was joking about being in this dream scenario.)
no-pressure tags (might be shorter than usual, because most of the people I usually tag have already tagged me 😂): @inexplicablymine, @read-and-write-, @affectionatelyrs, @msmarvelouswinchester, @firenati0n, and anyone else who feels like it!
And the screenshot this fic was inspired by under the cut:
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WIP Wednesday, March 27, 2024
Oh hey, Wednesday, here you are again. So I guess that means it's time to share a WIP. Tagged this week by @onthewaytosomewhere, @kiwiana-writes, @sunnysideprince, @bigassbowlingballhead, @taste-thewaste, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @firenati0n, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @itsmaybitheway, @cactusdragon517, and @captainjunglegym.
This week's work is going under a cut because, hi, my name is Meg and I am not immune to TayNick RPF either. So, usual disclaimer, if that's not your thing, please just scroll on by, yada yada, it's all good fun and no one actually thinks any of it is real. Cool? Cool. Thanks for coming to my TED talk.
“You just literally spent a good chunk of seven episodes of Mary and George wearing absolutely nothing, babe, and you looked fucking amazing.” Taylor moves to sit cross legged, his phone forgotten beside him. “If you could see yourself the way others see you, you’d understand just how insane thinking you need to change anything actually is.”
“Mmm, and how do you see me?” Nick asks.
“You know I think you’re gorgeous, babe.” Taylor grins.
“That’s all you got?” Nick laughs. “Here I thought you’d have at least one thing to wax poetic about.”
“I have a whole fucking list, Nick.”
“You do not.” Nick laughs.
“I absolutely do.”
“Alright then, tell me.” Nick challenges. “Or, better yet, show me.”
Open tag as usual, especially since I'm late, but also giving @getmehighonmagic a nudge because I need you all to die over anything she writes.
#wip wednesday#rpf#don't like it don't read it#it's all fake and fun#it's not that serious#thanks for coming to my ted talk
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Thank you @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @kiwiana-writes, @magicandarchery, @happiness-of-the-pursuit, @indestructibleheart, @ninzied, @cha-melodius, @rmd-writes & @firenati0n for the tags! 🤍
when I tell you I could not, in good conscience, pick six consecutive sentences to share of Chapter 2 of The Wait Before the Fall… in my opinion, that chapter is best consumed in one breathless sitting (or at the discretion of the reader, but I won’t be damning anyone with spoilers or cliffhangers today.) So, we bring out the Henry POV again this week, hope y’all don’t mind. 💫
“When I was in college, my girlfriend and I used to play this game-”
Henry has been through extensive and rigorous etiquette training. Private tutors. The whole lot. He’s been thoroughly and expertly edified to remain impassive, attentive, unruffled, in even the most extreme of circumstances. But if this gorgeous man is about to tell him about some sort of perverted royal roleplay he engaged in with his college girlfriend, Henry’s going to revisit his decision about not jumping out the bloody window.
A cheeky little open tag for anyone wanting to share!
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WIP Wednesday
...look. Look. YES, I MAY have added a new WIP since the WIP ask game from yesterday. Do not fucking yell at me. One day I'll finish something and we'll all immediately die of shock. Thanks to @cha-melodius and @tintagel-or-cockleshells for the tags, both of which were technically tag backs from Sunday -- days are a scam from start to finish anyway, I say, typing this at 11am on a Thursday my time.
“Too rough for your delicate sensibilities, sweetheart?”
Henry lets out a surprised laugh; Alex is struck with a sudden need to pull that sound out of him as many times as humanly possible. Henry’s gorgeous when he laughs, and Alex takes a long pull of his beer to try to wet his unexpectedly dry throat. “I’m English, dear,” Henry tells him, and fuck if the nickname isn’t doing something to Alex too. “Our national sport is rugby, and we play it with a lot less protective gear. Though,” he adds thoughtfully, “we do wear mouthguards, which means our players have the significant advantage of generally keeping all their teeth.”
“We wear mouthguards.” It’s a common misconception, and one that annoys the shit out of him. “And I’ve still got all my teeth. Wanna check?”
Alex grins widely to prove his point, and promptly has all the breath ripped out of his lungs when Henry grasps his jaw with long fingers, turning Alex’s face this way and that with a small smile. He can feel his pulse thudding in his ears and his throat and also very much in his dick, and all he can think of is Henry’s tight grip and what it would feel like on other parts of his body.
So, yeah. Alex’s bisexuality? Definitely no longer an untested theory.
God, Nora is going to be so annoying.
As always feeling feral for whatever y'all are up to so tagging @affectionatelyrs @celaestis1 @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @dumbpeachjuice @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @hypnostheory @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @lilythesilly @maxbegone @myheartalivewrites @nontoxic-writes @orchidscript @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @stereopticons @suseagull04 @welcometololaland and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)
#wip wednesday#kiwiana-writes#wip: hockey bf henry#hockey bf henry#series: the greatest game in the land
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rwrb christmas recs! ❤️
hi all! :D i wanted to rec some festive fics for the holidays for fic rec friday this week!
I'm sure that I've missed some and that some are still to be posted, which will be included in the january rec if so! but here are a few that I've particularly enjoyed reading this month -- the holidays can be a difficult time for many of us and fic - both reading and writing it - can be such a wonderful distraction!
I hope all of you are doing well and being kind to yourselves and to one another this season. happy reading, and as always be sure to spread the love with a kudos, comment, or reblog if possible. enjoy, and happy christmas! <3
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fell apart (in the usual way) by @hypnostheory (E, 12k)
Henry is a mess around the holidays, and he's expecting to have a tremendously horrid time without Shaan. Fortunately, Alex has plans to make his Christmas both merry and bright.
(Bodyguard!Alex Part 2)
When I Think About You by @clottedcreamfudge (E, 36k, wip)
Dream sharing is absolutely not a thing, even though Alex would very much like it to be.
The magic of soulmates, however, means that someone you’ve never met – someone whose soul is tied to yours, in whatever way that manifests – can appear in your dreams, like an extra character who keeps popping up over and over again. They won’t be having the same dream as you, and you won’t actually meet, but whatever you remember from the dream can start to take shape in your waking hours; you can figure things out, bit by bit, dream by dream.
Gonna Give You Something (So You Know What's On My Mind) by @affectionatelyrs (E, 4k+)
With the help of a white elephant gift, Henry learns that maybe the whole being-in-love-with-his-roommate thing isn’t as one-sided as he thought.
Every Day's a Holiday (When I'm Near To You) by bleedingballroomfloor (E, 30k)
I know this is a long shot, but if anyone’s going to Texas/anywhere south for the holidays and is crazy enough to drive there instead of fly, I’m looking for a road trip buddy. We can split gas money and snacks if you pick good ones. DM me if you’re interested.
And Henry knows he's about the make the most idiotic decision he's ever made in his life.
[Or, Henry impulsively tags along with Alex on a road trip to Texas with absolutely no plan. Surely this won't backfire.]
The Christmas Guest by @omgcmere (E, 17k)
Alex is looking forward to a relaxing winter break catching up with his sister after her semester abroad, but June's gone and ruined everything by inviting her insufferable international student friend to stay with their family for a real American Christmas experience. Henry is irritatingly gorgeous with a completely obnoxious superiority complex, and Alex is prepared to hate every single second he's forced to spend in his presence. As Alex starts to get into the Christmas spirit, however, he finds that maybe there's more to Henry than meets the eye - and maybe, just maybe, this will actually be the best Christmas ever
❤️ and if you finish all of these or don't see something you like, be sure to check out this wonderful collection!
New Traditions: A Red, White & Royal Blue Advent Calendar Event
featuring so many beautiful and lovely works by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @adreamareads @lizzie-bennetdarcy @whimsymanaged @raysletters @sparklepocalypse @thinkof-england @littlemisskittentoes and more!
❤️ as well as a few rwrb holiday fic roundup posts I've seen floating around:
cricketnationrise's holiday fics / @cricketnationrise
chamel's holiday fics / @cha-melodius
railmedaddy's holiday fics / @rmd-writes
allmylovesatonce's holiday fics / @three-drink-amy
clottedcreamfudge's holiday fics / @clottedcreamfudge
❤️ and, last but most definitely not least, a wonderful and thorough rec from @roseharpermaxwell (thank you for all you do!)
RWRB FirstPrince Holiday Recs
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happy reading friends! :D
xx
#fic recs#my fic recs#rwrb holiday fics#rwrb Christmas fics#rwrb#red white and royal blue#firstprince#rwrb fic recs#red white and royal blue fanfic recs
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wip wednesday <3 :)
hello it is 12:41am and officially wednesday for me and i can feel in my bones that today will be a day of roop rest. i am feeling the beginnings of a sickness coming on and i want to scream. if you don't see me reblogging these please forgive me, i am so so sorry. <3
here's a snip from a new wip with no real title. the doc is called "doomed romance" and it's my very loose a star is born x orpheus and eurydice au. it will be tragic angst with no hea because i am feeling many turbulent emotions rn personally and this helps me channel it :) if you poke me hard enough I'll spill the whole plot to you in discord DMs (tumblr bans me when i message more than 2 people jafksdjflsf). so there's that!
i shared this already in an ask for the wip title game but who cares. here you go! :)
Alex got his very first guitar from his father, a gift for his seventh birthday, along with private lessons. Always the performer, always the charmer. Flitting around, singing made up songs about the beauty of dinner rolls on Thanksgiving. Humming tunes he wrote to convince his mother to let him stay the night with friends, to stay up a little longer, to experience the world a little more. Music became his escape, lilting melodies his release, mesmerizing harmonies a reprieve.
When Oscar and Ellen divorced, Oscar fled to the coast, leaving Alex alone at fourteen with his guitar and a memory of love that wasn’t meant to last. Alex played his guitar until his fingers bled, alone in his room, suffocating from emotions he couldn’t put into words, leaking into his music.
He penned his first EP a year later, eyes wild from racing thoughts and imagination and pain and fear. He posted a video on TikTok on a random evening and woke up to overnight viral fame.
No one could resist his soulful brown eyes, framed by doe lashes, sitting pretty on a face one could only describe as biblically gorgeous. Dark curls, a chin dimple, the cheekiest smile—Alex was marketable perfection in the sweetest package.
But fame comes at a heavy cost.
xoxo roop
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tagged by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @indestructibleheart ty!
Pez takes the phone back, "The song is about you."
“Don’t be ridiculous, it’s been two years.”
Pez rolls the thought around for a moment before finally spitting it out, “That never changed anything for you Hazza, why is it so easy to believe it has for him?”
Henry is silent when Percy places the phone in front of him again. Alex is as gorgeous as the day they'd broken up, his hair is longer, and there seems to be the hint of a new tattoo under his shirtsleeve, but all in all he looks almost identical to the way he had when Henry had broken both of their hearts. Alex's voice washes over him as the video plays, and Henry is transported to another time. The warm, cloying summer days where Alex would pull out his guitar for an audience of one rather than thousands.
Make you an offer, watch you refuse
Alex's eyes had shone in the flickering light of the fire.
let down my father, let down the muse
Henry had never understood the tales of sirens until he'd heard Alex sing. Even through a screen the effect is instantaneous, and Henry aches in a way he'd ensured himself he was through with.
tagging @mulderscully @ninzied @barbiediaz and anyone else who wants to
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Wowza y'all are ON IT today with WIP Wednesday!! Thank you forever and always to @hgejfmw-hgejhsf , @candyspandemonium , @onthewaytosomewhere , @piratefalls , @forever-fixating , @sunnysideprince , @heybuddy-drabbles , @firenati0n and @anincompletelist for the tags!! As I just published my Valentine's day fic (find it here if you wanna read!) I am kinda in the middle of things right now. I need to let some new ideas percolate and hopefully I'll be back on track soon! In the meantime, have a clip from a Halloween au I started and desperately want to finish -- Alex is a museum curator and Henry is a medium brought in for an overnight ghost session! Super goofy and light but so much fun!!
“Are you sure this medium is legit, Raf? I mean we’ve done some weird shit to get our numbers up, but an overnight with a medium on Halloween just seems… well, kitschy.”
It’s not like the museum’s numbers are bad – it’s just that they’re running a rather small historic house museum in Washington D.C. Most tourists would much rather go to the Smithsonian than visit the old, stuffy mansion that belonged to Sofia Castillo Hernandez, a latina suffragist who inherited the building their little museum is nestled in after her rich, and rather old, husband passed. And it’s not that their museum is lacking, it’s just that… well, compared to the grandiose of the National Mall, the Castillo Hernandez museum is well off of the beaten path and nothing but a fleeting memory once the National Monuments capture the attention of visitors from near and far. It’s absolutely disheartening to Alex that they are primarily able to stay in operation because of school groups and senior citizen tours, but he can’t deny revenue so he doesn’t complain.
However, he will be complaining about a Medium waltzing into his museum because ghosts aren’t real and mediums are all money-hungry con artists who think they can push their luck, wave around some incense and set out some crystals, mumble some vague and indirect words and be on their merry way with their pockets a little heavier on money thrown at them by the naive masses.
“This Henry Fox seems to be pretty close to the real deal,” Raf counters. He slides his ipad over to Alex, and it’s opened to an instagram reel. An unfairly gorgeous blond man has his head bowed over a journal, eyes scrunched closed, and his left hand is speeding across the page, writing in beautiful, loopy cursive at an alarming rate. His full lips flutter over words that Alex can’t hear, even with the hush that’s fallen across the room he occupies, and Alex wonders if that’s just something he adds in for dramatic effect.
“Okay, so he can scribble on some paper with his eyes closed and move his lips like he’s conversing with the other side.” Alex wiggles his fingers and hollows his cheeks theatrically. “So spooky. C’mon, this isn’t anything.”
Tagging @firstsprinces , @wordsofhoneydew , @sparklepocalypse , @duchessdepolignaca03 @zwiazdziarka and an open tag for anyone else who'd like to participate!!
#wip wednesday#silly goofy lil thing for u all today 😊#i need to get some original ideas or i may die#im in a slump but were trYING OK
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