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indestructibleheart · 7 hours
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thanks for the tags everyone - i feel bad because most of my tags were LS but if you want to know a fun fact about scallops maybe this will interest you still? this snippet is to celebrate reaching 100k on eurotrip AND being done with ch 9. we are halfway now yee haw!
“What are your thoughts on scallops?” Henry asks, peering over his English menu as Alex pretends to read his own. No one is under any illusions as to who is going to be ordering. Technically, the words will come out of Alex’s mouth. But the selection is going to be Henry's. “Like, generally?” “For eating,” Henry clarifies. “No shit.” Alex smirks. “Did you think I was going to admit that my favourite animal is a mollusc?” Henry rolls his eyes. “What on earth did you mean when you said ‘generally’, then?” “There's more than one way you can cook a scallop.” “Point taken,” Henry relents, scanning the menu. “These ones are cooked in garlic oil and chilli. Are you offended by that?” “No,” Alex snickers, now looking up from his phone. The fact that he’s able to Google search clearly indicates that he’s hacked into the restaurant WiFi. “What was the password?” Henry asks. Alex hums softly, as if distracted by something. “Barcelona123. Hey, do you know scallops have two hundred eyes?” “I certainly wish I didn’t know that,” Henry says under his breath, but ten minutes later he orders them anyway.
thanks for the tags @heartstringsduet @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @kiwiana-writes @carlos-in-glasses @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad
@sugdenlovesdingle @orchidscript @strandnreyes @sznofthesticks @terramous
@freneticfloetry @cha-melodius @lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo @cricketnationrise
@liminalmemories21 @vineofroses @three-drink-amy @stereopticons @indestructibleheart
@suseagull04
tagging: @nancygillianmvp @bonheur-cafe @bitbybitwrites @emmalostinwonderland @thisbuildinghasfeelings
@fitzherbertssmolder @firenati0n @happiness-of-the-pursuit @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine
@indomitable-love @fuckingyrs @doublel27 @dumbpeachjuice @read-and-write-
@eclectic-sassycoweyes @everwitch-magiks @clottedcreamfudge @rmd-writes @celeritas2997
@whatsintheboxmh @walkinginland @wandering-night19 @beautifulhigh @thebumblecee
@theghostofashton @sanjuwrites @lightningboltreader
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indestructibleheart · 7 hours
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several sentence sunday <3 :)
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hello friends :) thank you to @welcometololaland @anincompletelist @suseagull04 @bigassbowlingballhead @indestructibleheart
@thedramasummer @onthewaytosomewhere @cricketnationrise @ninzied @sophie1973
@cha-melodius @orchidscript @sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes @tailsbeth-writes
@theprinceandagcd @hgejfmw-hgejhsf for the tags :) :) i finally have some sentences. i have been struggling a lot with reading and writing recently. so, I'm writing something that makes me happy to bring the juice back.
here is a peep at angel!henry sequel. because honestly, writing him experiencing joy at small human things is helping me recalibrate myself and find my own tiny joys. i am doing this for me. it is a love letter to humanity from me to you, but also a reminder to myself
The Victoria & Albert museum is lively today. Henry hasn’t been back to the Cast Courts since he last visited in his time of need, the heaviest he had ever felt, his whole being sagging under the weight of the world’s pain he elected to shoulder. If he stares hard enough, he can almost see a shadow of his former self staring up at Trajan’s Column, can almost run his fingers across the desperation written all over his face as he seeks comfort in Civitali’s angels; his hands clasped and cold and pleading.   Now, his hands are warm, nestled in Alex’s palms, calloused fingertips absentmindedly running over Henry’s knuckles. It makes Henry feel grounded, tethered to a reality he never thought he deserved, but has manifested nonetheless.  He takes in the statues with a new perspective, a newfound respect. Yes, they endured. Yes, they were seen, and they were loved.  But now, Henry is too. Seen and loved, in the way that matters, with an end in sight. Henry’s never been happier to reject eternity. 
xoxo roop
+ tags under the cut and open tag as always <3
@priincebutt @rmd-writes @leaves-of-laurelin @eusuntgratie @blueeyedgrlwrites
@getmehighonmagic @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @captainjunglegym @duchessdepolignaca03 @porcelainmortal
@orchidscript @myheartalivewrites @dumbpeachjuice @anchoredarchangel @nocoastposts
@wordsofhoneydew @tintagel-or-cockleshells @sherryvalli @lizzie-bennetdarcy @heysweetheart-writes
@onward--upward @celeritas2997 @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @happiness-of-the-pursuit
@14carrotghoul @cultofsappho @alasse9 @nontoxic-writes @piratefalls
@ships-to-sail @itsmaybitheway @adreamareads
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indestructibleheart · 12 hours
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Thanks for the tags, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @kiwiana-writes @ninzied! One day I’ll actually finish something, but for now, here’s more than seven sentences of something new.
Ever since he insisted on tagging along to June’s beginner ballet class, so much of his life has been spent in front of a studio mirror, pushing himself to be just a little bit better—to make his lines cleaner, his turns neater. Over time, the dance studio became a sort of refuge for him, a place where he could pour himself into perfecting his technique to distract himself from his own reality. The day his dad left, Alex spent hours at the barre rehearsing the same eight-bar combination until June showed up and dragged him back home.
June worries, but Alex knows that it’s all of that hard work that led him here. All the countless hours rehearsing and perfecting are what allowed him to become a member of the New York City Ballet, and now, if he wants the lead in Rafael Luna’s newest production of Swan Lake (and he absolutely does), he has to work even harder.
Which is why he’s here, in Studio 3, well after the streetlights have come on and everyone else has gone home, trying to perfect the series of fouettés in the coda of the Black Swan pas-de-deux. If he can get this right, Raf will have to give him the part of the Swan.
“Oh, sorry.”
Alex slips and stumbles at the sound of the voice coming from the door. From the round English vowels, he knows who it is before he even turns around.
Tagging @hippolotamus @indestructibleheart @magicandarchery @myheartalivewrites @inexplicablymine
@rmd-writes @welcometololaland @jamilas-pen @filet-o-feelings @treluna4
@lizzie-bennetdarcy @smblmn @nontoxic-writes @tyfinn @beaiola
@ships-to-sail @chelle-68 @missgeevious @mostlyinthemorning @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3
@celeritas2997 @wordthieve @dinnfameron
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indestructibleheart · 12 hours
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I was tagged by the incredible @cricketnationrise, @ninzied, @cha-melodius, @kiwiana-writes, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @stellarm this week. Thank you, beloveds!
Like my Inspiration Saturday for this same fic yesterday, this is one of those things that you will know if you know... You know?
Here are several sentences I wrote yesterday:
"Well, thanks for getting David out of me." Nora pulls a band from her wrist and wraps her curls into a bun atop her head; a few too-short ringlets slip from her fingers and fall to frame her face. "Too bad you can't do anything about the taste of raw fish inside my mouth." Alex blinks several times, long lashes fluttering like those of a baffled cartoon. "Wait," he says flatly. "You're telling me that the horrifying and powerful demon that was possessing you… is named… David?" "Mmm-hm." Nora grins crookedly and tucks her hair behind her ear. "Menacing, right?" "Yeah, I'm quaking in my boots, sweetheart." Alex snorts. "What, was he your fucking tax attorney, too?" Nora laughs loudly in response, the force of it throwing her head back. Henry turns to the file in his hand, trying to ignore the clench in his stomach as Alex's gaze traces the length of her throat.
Tagging some lovelies under the cut. If you have not been tagged and you want to be, consider this your tag!
@anchoredarchangel, @cha-melodius, @firenati0n,
@guillermosfamiliar, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @hippolotamus,
@inexplicablymine, @itsmaybitheway, @jettestar,
@junebugclaremontdiaz, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @missgeevious,
@mulderscully, @myheartalivewrites, @nontoxic-writes,
@notspecialbabe, @priincebutt, @rmd-writes,
@rosedavid, @three-drink-amy, @treluna4,
@vanillahigh00, @welcometololaland, @orchidscript,
@ships-to-sail, @stereopticons
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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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Six Sentence Sunday!
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Emerging from the depths of the land of the uninspired, exhausted muses, Val is here to share a little bit of writing from a WIP that is close to being finished, but isn't quite there just yet. The wheels have started to turn once more, so I'm hoping by sharing this and getting some validation from y'all, it might just give the muse the push she needs to get back in the game.
No tags as of 10:30 PM ET when I'm about to schedule this, so I'm going to start us off, and if someone tags me between now and midnight ET, I'm sorry in advance haha.
“Turns out attempting to suck my brain out through my dick is pretty fucking sobering because I want to commit it to the long term memory bank, so I’m fine,” he assures, and Henry believes him. The laser focus in his brown eyes, a look that Henry recognizes all too well. He’s seen it in the middle of the night, gazing back at him from the office where Alex was hunched over his laptop and surrounded by a pile of law books. He’s seen it in the kitchen, Alex’s tongue sticking out from between his lips as he attempts one of his abuela’s recipes. And he’s seen it in Kensington Palace, what might as well be in another lifetime now, lighting the midnight dark and filling Henry with a hope that he didn’t feel he deserved for a life that he is now living. “And I want it. I want you.”
Tags for my lovelies behind the cut! I've been hearing that Tumblr's got some weird, five tags per line rule, so I hope this works!
@adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @agame-writes @anincompletelist @bigassbowlingballhead
@cactusdragon517 @captainjunglegym @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @duchessdepolignaca03
@eusuntgratie @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes 
@indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes
@leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery
@msmarvelouswinchester @ninzied @nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @onthewaytosomewhere
@piratefalls @priincebutt @rockyroadkylers @ships-to-sail @songliili
@sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @suseagull04
@taste-thewaste @theprinceandagcd @thinkof-england @typicalopposite @user-anakin
@vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew @zwiazdziarka
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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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Several Sentence Sunday
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I was tagged by @theprinceandagcd (thank you!), but I have no WIPs that I have worked on any further than what I've posted in past weeks. While I'm hoping to get back to my spy AU this week, for today I am going to go with I just wrote and posted today, a short bit of smut, Prince Stardust (full fic here).
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“Hey loser,” Nora shouts in his ear, hand curling around his bicep to pull him down so he can hear. “It’s a Halloween party. Where’s your costume?”
He knocks back both shots and starts pouring another as he replies, “I’m dressed as an overworked, pissed off law student who hasn’t seen his boyfriend awake in two days.”
His tone must have worked, even through all the noise, because Nora raises her eyebrows, then turns her head and nods across the room. “He’s over there,” she says. “At least one of you got the costume memo.”
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As I'm actually early for once, let's see who I can tag... (behind a cut in case tumblr is still being difficult)
@onthewaytosomewhere, @sophie1973, @kiwiana-writes, @priincebutt, @anincompletelist
@indestructibleheart, @three-drink-amy, @thekristen999, @piratefalls, @andrea-lyn
As usual, I know my ADHD brain is forgetting people - please take this open tag and tag me if you use it so I can see!
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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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Six Sentence Sunday
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Thanks @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @stellarm for the tags! And don't forget: only a couple of days left to get prompts in for my subscriber shindig, if you're keen ❤️
I come to you this evening bearing more Doctor Who AU, which I am very much hoping to finish... soon. This month? If my brain would stop fucking with me, that would sure be nice. The dream, etc etc.
“Is this what you’re always like when—” NORA’s landing gear fires up, the materialisation sound cutting Alex off mid-sentence as she sets them down. Henry checks both the outdoor camera and the date and time information, just in case; it’s not that he doesn’t trust NORA, exactly, but she does tend to have a mind of her own sometimes. However, it looks like she’s delivered them exactly where he asked, and he lays a grateful palm on her console. “If you want to stay in here, you can,” he tries, but Alex is shaking his head before he can finish the sentence. “No way, sweetheart. I’m in this now.” There’s that nickname again; it’s too easy, in the middle of NORA’s control room, to remember the way his Alex would call him sweetheart, fingers curling against Henry’s jaw. The face might change, but the way he kisses Henry never does. Perhaps he should stick around when he returns NORA to where he found her, later. Perhaps actually getting to see Alex again would be worth it.
Tagging @agame-writes @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @celeritas2997 @cha-melodius
@clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n
@getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine
@jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy
@magicandarchery @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @nocoastposts
@nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @piratefalls @read-and-write-
@rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse
@stereopticons @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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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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Hey look! Words! Still not in the best place when it comes to my writing, but I'm enjoying this right now so I guess that's all that matters. Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, and @sparklepocalypse. (I just realized the snippet I planned to post is nowhere close to seven sentences, oh well, not changing my mind now.)
The city buzzes with the activity of a summer night, the air filled with the hum of conversation and the clink of dishes mingling with the rumble of traffic. Alex stares idly at the magazine covers on display at a newsstand as he waits at a crosswalk; one loudly asks, Does Gen Z Have a Soulmate Problem? Alex can’t begin to guess what it’s supposed to be. The light changes. A car horn blares down the block. Alex blinks. When he opens his eyes he’s no longer in Brooklyn. To be fair, that’s the least pressing issue at the moment. Top of that list would be the absolutely excruciating pain on inside of his forearm, although the shouting and sound of running footsteps—and fuck is that gunfire?—behind him are certainly fighting for his attention. He looks down at his arm to find blood rapidly soaking through the fine wool of his suit, except it’s not his arm. The hand he’s staring at is white and larger than his own, with neatly trimmed fingernails in contrast to Alex’s bitten down ones. “Did I get fucking shot?” Alex asks the world at large. The voice that comes out of him is deep, and his vowels round like they’re fighting for an accent he doesn’t have. As if in answer, the guys running toward him start firing at him again.
Tags below the cut, and an open one for anyone who wants it, tag me so I can see what you're writing!
@clottedcreamfudge, @rmd-writes, @celeritas2997, @14carrotghoul, @sherryvalli
@bigassbowlingballhead, @getmehighonmagic, @magicandarchery, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @welcometololaland
@iboatedhere, @nontoxic-writes, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @leaves-of-laurelin, @dumbpeachjuice
@firenati0n, @wordsofhoneydew, @indestructibleheart, @inexplicablymine, @cricketnationrise
@oxfordslutphase, @ninzied, @cactusdragon517, @adreamareads, @mirilyawrites
@loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @justabigoldnerd, @eusuntgratie, @myheartalivewrites, @heysweetheart-writes
@thesleepyskipper, @ships-to-sail, @porcelainmortal, @onthewaytosomewhere, @mikibwrites
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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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some sentence sunday
There are days when Alex longs for the wide, open space of his hometown in Texas, actually getting to see the stars and feeling like he’s part of more of the world than just the one made in New York. He longs to see Henry back there, freely and utterly himself in a way that Alex has never seen him get to be anywhere else. The moments they’ve spent there feel almost stolen from time, and more than anything Alex wishes they could finally belong to him and Henry alone.
Someday, he thinks, glancing across the room at Henry and smiling a little. Someday.
Today, though, is something else, because today they’re at a charity event for Henry’s youth shelters; they are there specifically to be seen, by just the types of people that Alex usually couldn’t care less about when it comes to what they think. People who say things like upper echelons but unironically, and who refer to waitstaff as the help.
It feels kind of gross having to turn the charm on this hard for them. But it’s for a good cause, and, well.
Alex would be lying if he said he doesn’t get the tiniest thrill whenever Henry casually takes his hand right in front of their literal salad, or catches Alex’s eye over a glass of champagne and smiles at him like no one else is in the room.
And it gives Alex even more of a thrill that these people have no clue what Henry plans to do with his title.
So, yeah, maybe a part of him kind of totally wants everyone to see. To know that Henry—Prince Henry, to them—is his boyfriend. His.
Now he just needs to make sure that guy knows it, too.
tagged by:
@cha-melodius @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @kiwiana-writes @sparklepocalypse @theprinceandagcd thank you all! tagging:
@anchoredarchangel @anincompletelist @carrythesky @celeritas2997 @dreamsinthewitchouse
@eusuntgratie @ejunkiet @firenati0n @garglyswoof @getmehighonmagic
@guillermosfamiliar @heysweetheart-writes @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @junebugclaremontdiaz
@magicandarchery @mulderscully @nocoastposts @notspecialbabe @piratefalls
@priincebutt @suseagull04 @stereopticons @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @wordsofhoneydew
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indestructibleheart · 14 hours
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some sentence sunday 24.6
thanks to @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @cha-melodius @kiwiana-writes @sparklepocalypse and @orchidscript for the tags so far!
as i have recently finished three (3!!!) different fics, posted one, and am waiting on scheduling for the other two, i naturally started something new so i could share something non-spoilery
for all my Tortall Girlies (gn, more than affectionate) out there, I started working on part two of my Kel College Hockey universe (Part 1 is here!)
Beads of sweat are threatening to drip into Kel’s eyes as she completes another lap of the hilly Corus University campus. Most of her team has scattered for the summer break, but Kel’s parents have a townhouse in Corus itself, and she was more than willing to stick around. The proximity certainly makes it easier to keep up with her training; Coach Cavall wouldn’t miss a beat dismissing her if she didn’t keep up with the guys on her team. If Neal could see her now, he’d give her one of his patented exasperated looks and berate her for her over-achievement. Kel can hear his argument clear as a bell inside her head. Just because The Stump suggests something doesn’t mean you have to do it! Unfortunately for Neal, her own response is ready: if Cavall was going to suggest adding a weight harness to her cardio routines to up her endurance on the ice, why wouldn’t she take the advice?
an open tag for anyone who wants to play and some below the cut!
@magicandarchery @thoughtsofthegirlwiththecurl @missanniewhimsy @tintagel-or-cockleshells @firenati0n
@inexplicablymine @cactusdragon517 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @leaves-of-laurelin @itsmaybitheway
@welcometololaland @three-drink-amy @anincompletelist @indestructibleheart @tailsbeth-writes
@porcelainmortal @wordsofhoneydew @sherryvalli @iboatedhere @the-lincyclopedia
@celeritas2997 @everwitch-magiks @dumbpeachjuice @onthewaytosomewhere @anchoredarchangel
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The lovely @hippolotamus tagged me to share what's inspiring me this weekend... and I regret to inform y'all I have started a new doc.
I also just spent entirely too long finding the right pictures for this moodboard... which, if you know what this is... it's probably obvious. If you're not familiar with the inspiration, it's less so.
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You will actually see some words for this WIP tomorrow!
Tagging some lovelies under the cut. If you have not been tagged and you want to be, consider this your tag!
@anchoredarchangel, @barbiediaz @cha-melodius,
@cricketnationrise, @firenati0n, @guillermosfamiliar,
@hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @hippolotamus, @inexplicablymine,
@itsmaybitheway, @jettestar, @junebugclaremontdiaz,
@lizzie-bennetdarcy, @missgeevious, @mulderscully,
@myheartalivewrites, @ninzied, @nontoxic-writes,
@notspecialbabe, @priincebutt, @rmd-writes,
@rosedavid, @three-drink-amy, @treluna4,
@vanillahigh00, @welcometololaland, @orchidscript,
@ships-to-sail, @stereopticons
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"You took my soul wiped it clean our love was made for movie screens" full only on patreon
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YOU’RE GONNA GO FAR
by: @inexplicablymine
Fandom: Red White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
Blurb: An introspective character study on Alex’s destructive tendencies post canon, and how he copes.
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He would let the rich pavement and wide open highways take him home. Texas bluebonnet wild, cicada strong, sideways pampas grass floating freeways situated between wildfire season and the inevitable downpour of hail that tramples Mother Nature's roadside finger paintings.
But he fucking can’t.
Because New York City doesn’t have cicadas; it has cockroaches.
He can’t take the key around his neck and let it be a homing device—protective shield across his heart when he’s run out of air and the gas tank goes low.
Or, After the dust settles and the Brownstone becomes home, it should all be okay. So why does it all still feel so hard?
READ NOW ON AO3
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Okay, so... I wrote this bit at 2AM and then waited to post it until it was a reasonable hour, so it is very much not Wednesday, but time is fake and we're all in different timezones anyway, so... To quote Miss Sabrina Carpenter, my give-a-fucks are on vacation.
Thank you to @magicandarchery, @thesleepyskipper, @firenati0n, @cha-melodius, @three-drink-amy, and @kiwiana-writes for the tags this week! Love y'all!
Here is an epistolary piece from the actor/playwright au. I obviously have not named the play yet, lmfao:
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE NEW YORK (April 8, 2019) — The Okonjo Theatre Company is pleased to announce its latest theatrical triumph, 'TBD.'  This production is the long-awaited Broadway debut of Olivier-winning playwright, Henry Fox, and it promises to be a deeply moving journey ripped from the pages of his personal journal.  "I'm quite thrilled to debut this piece in New York," says Fox. "This work is closer to my heart than anything I've done before—and much of it is a tribute to my father. He was immensely fond of the city, and of North American theatre in general. So, it feels like this play is premiering precisely where it was meant to." Spanning a twenty-five year timeline, 'TBD' places the audience in the vivid imagination of a playwright attempting to write his life story. It will be led by Alex Claremont-Diaz, cast in the principle role simply known as The Author. 'TBD' will also feature a small, intimate ensemble—including two actors playing younger versions of Diaz's character.
Tagging some lovelies under the cut. If you have not been tagged and you want to be, consider this your tag!
@anchoredarchangel, @cricketnationrise, @kiwiana-writes
@guillermosfamiliar, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @hippolotamus,
@inexplicablymine, @itsmaybitheway,
@jettestar, @junebugclaremontdiaz, @lizzie-bennetdarcy,
@missgeevious, @mulderscully,
@myheartalivewrites, @ninzied, @nontoxic-writes,
@notspecialbabe, @priincebutt, @rmd-writes,
@treluna4, @vanillahigh00, @welcometololaland,
@orchidscript, @ships-to-sail, @stereopticons
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WIP Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Hey it's Wednesday again! And the following lovely humans tagged me for this week's installment of WIP Wednesday: @faketrex @kiwiana-writes @theprinceandagcd @cha-melodius @iboatedhere
@firenati0n @piratefalls @thesleepyskipper @onthewaytosomewhere
We're going back to another fic I haven't added words to in a hot second because I've been working on my RBB fic, but (lay me down), give me something to feel just means too much to me to let it go neglected for long.
The corners of Henry’s mouth tip up into a small smile. He goes back inside for a moment, grabs a blanket, and spreads it out on the grass when he returns. He sits and stretches his legs out in front of him as he leans back on his hands. Alex joins him, settling in beside him, but opting to lay back with his hands under his head. Henry can feel Alex’s eyes on his back and he finds the attentiveness of Alex’s gaze doesn’t make him uncomfortable the way the way the masses gawking at him does. He tips his head up, his eyes immediately finding Orion again, and inhales slowly. He looks at Alex over his shoulder, sees the way he looks so relaxed and comfortable, knows how easy it is for Alex to go through the world. Henry may not be able to have that every day, but he does get to have it here so he lets himself lay down next to Alex, hands coming to rest on his belly. 
I think a lot of folks have probably already done theirs, but no pressure tags to: @getmehighonmagic @violets-arent-blue-art @bigassbowlingballhead @captainjunglegym @anincompletelist
@affectionatelyrs @itsmaybitheway @inexplicablymine @cactusdragon517 @sparklepocalypse
@myheartalivewrites @clottedcreamfudge @nontoxic-writes @wordsofhoneydew @cricketnationrise
@littlemisskittentoes @priincebutt @read-and-write- @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @ships-to-sail
@nocoastposts @three-drink-amy @indestructibleheart @lizzie-bennetdarcy and as always, an open tag if you have words you want to share. If you're tagged here and have already posted, share a link so I can go unhinged at you.
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WIP Wednesday
Many thanks to @jmagnabo92, @three-drink-amy, @theprinceandagcd and @duchessdepolignaca03 for the tags!
I've been primarily working on my neighbours AU for @aroyallybigbangrwrb but I thought I'd feature something a little more spicy today that is a much older WIP that I haven't gotten around to writing properly yet.
Alex takes himself in hand, thinking only about Henry. He finally understands why Henry’s face has been the one to appear in all of his fantasies over the past few months, almost every time he takes a shower and he can no longer resist the urge to touch himself. Now that he’s had the chance to experience the real thing, the taste of him, the weight of him in his mouth - it all finally makes sense. 
The next time they’re together, Alex desperately wants him in the shower.
Also taking the open tag from @kiwiana-writes!
More tags for anyone else who might like to share: @noahreids, @cha-melodius, @orchidscript, @myheartalivewrites, @cricketnationrise
@ships-to-sail, @rmd-writes, @indestructibleheart, @nontoxic-writes, @sparklepocalypse,
@magicandarchery @fullsunsets, @priincebutt, @onthewaytosomewhere, @dragonflylady77,
@suseagull04, @agame-writes, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @anchoredarchangel, @tinyarmedtrex
@henryspearl, @inexplicablymine, @nocoastposts
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