#firstprince fanfiction

[piratefalls]

welcome back to the latest edition of biweekly fic recs! as always, mind the tags, if you can't leave a nice comment don't leave one at all, and happy reading!

masterlist.

There's No Problem That San Diego Can't Solve by @historicallysam

Alex doesn’t even bother knocking; he simply twists the knob on the door and shoves it open. His eyes narrow as the door bangs against the wall and he sees Henry on the phone. Maybe (definitely) it’s rude but his blood is fucking boiling so he doesn’t really care.

All the Ocean was Sleeping by @sparklepocalypse

The worst part about being a siren in the modern era, Henry ponders as yet another ship flies past his cove at a speed that he knows will disturb the anemone gardens below, is the yacht bros. Between the sound of their vessels’ motors and the dissonant noise the humans call music, Henry’s singing has no chance of attracting anyone’s attention.

cause you're a classic, and i'm reckless by @firenati0n

“I've, actually, uh. I've never done this before.” At this, Henry stops short, takes a second as his gaze moves up and to the left, trying to recall something. “I've seen your films. You most certainly have done intimate scenes.” Alex clears his throat. He hopes his nerves aren't completely obvious, the slight waver in his voice about to give him away. “Yeah, well. Never with a man, so. Not at this scale, anyway.” “Would it help to, er, practice?" Henry winces a little as he says it, which does not inspire confidence. But Alex is shocked nonetheless. What the fuck?

Over Land and Sea by SatinBirds

Alex and Henry come from very different worlds, and still, they manage to find each other.

Clean Slate by smc_27

“Henry.” Pez comes over, puts both hands on Henry’s cheeks and looks him dead in the eye. “You are not a sad man who’s gotten dumped. You’re in the prime of your life, and I quite desperately need you to act like it.” “The prime of my life,” Henry scoffs, more incredulous than questioning. “I’ve just gotten out of a 15 year relationship, endured a divorce, am suffering an almost impressive case of writer’s block, and your hands are like bloody icicles.” Pez grins, doesn’t take his hands away. “Explain to me how this is my prime. Please.” Pez tilts his head, and sounds entirely serious when he says, “Literally anything can happen from here.”

in bloom by stutteringpeach

Yoo, can u hook me up with some flowers?? It's the busiest day of the year for florists. Alex texts Henry with a last minute request.

here is a map (with your name for a capital) by @alasse9

That day at the Rio de Janeiro Olympics, Alex comes across the very same Prince Henry who just dismissed him having a panic attack in a bathroom. The choice Alex makes then has ripple effects neither of them could have ever expected. What's the story like, when they actually are friends all along? “So, you’re going back to England tonight, and you’ll spend the next three days pretending you two are the closest and best of friends until we can put this mess behind us.” And there are reasons he hasn’t told anybody this, good reasons, even though he’s sure June and Nora saw through him ages ago. Faced with his mom’s disappointment, though, and with the realization that the entire world apparently thinks he hates Henry and would willingly shove him into a fucking cake, he can’t stay quiet. “But we are friends,” he says, vehement and serious. “We have been for years. He’s—he’s probably my best friend, actually, along with Nora.”

thoughts of you consume by yrsonpurpose

Henry sees Alex appear on the red carpet in a blue suit that screams sex on legs and is ready to throw away all attempts at concealing their secret relationship in the name of dropping to his knees at the first available opportunity.

eyes on me by matherine

Alex’s hips buck back against Henry’s mouth the moment his tongue does more than tease, and Henry squeezes his hip in gentle consternation. But before he can say anything, Alex is already rambling. “Sorry, I’m — I’m sorry, I know you said not to move, and I’m trying, I — I’m trying to be good, I promise,” he blurts, voice shaking ever so slightly from something that certainly doesn’t sound like pleasure, resolutely refusing to turn his head so that he can meet Henry’s gaze from where he’s positioned behind him. Henry’s heart aches. “Alex — love, it’s alright. Where’s your mind?” Or: Sometimes, Alex needs a distraction. Something to take the edge off, to scrub away at the stress of the day. Some days, it works better than others. 

the evolution of intimacy by Poutini

There’s no spontaneity anymore. One might think this boring. That the novelty had worn off. The spark snuffed. Absolutely not

Want Me by OrchidScript

Henry had always been weak for a nice smile, but his was impossible to ignore. Blame it on summer heat and a fresh flush in his cheeks. Blame it on sunset painting the outdoor bar sweltering, romantic colors. Blame it on two healthy glasses of albariño thrumming in his bloodstream, or the good music floating on the air. Henry could blame it on anything liked if he thought long and hard about it, but that didn’t change much at the end. The core remained the same: he had been gone from the jump. -- Henry and Alex hook up on a vacation in Spain. Henry falls a bit deeper.

fill my lungs with sweetness by @priincebutt

Henry George Edward James Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor wakes up at 3 AM on his birthday to an empty bed. What could Alex possibly be getting up to at 3 AM the night before his birthday? The possibilities are endless.

got myself in quite a tangle by coffeecatsme

"It seems I've gotten myself in quite a tangle." "Tangle?" Henry's voice is hoarse, eyes darkened as they travel over Alex's body. They stop at his crotch, and Alex can see it even under the dim lights—Henry's growing hard too, a visible bulge pushing at his sweatpants. Alex's cock gives a desperate twitch. "Y'know, I was trying to put them around the tree," he starts, gesturing at the plain tree at the corner. It's clear he didn't even attempt to touch it. "And somehow I've managed to completely trap myself. Can't even move my hands." Henry makes a desperate noise at the back of his throat as his eyes snap up to Alex's face. Alex flashes him a suggestive grin, teeth biting down on his lip. "Seems I'm completely at your mercy."

The Forces of Chance and Coincidences by @stellarm

Bad weather leads to a late flight that leads to no one being where they wanted to be, but maybe everyone was where they needed to be.

I've never felt safer (than when I'm with you) by viciouslyqueer

Alex takes the bag and opens it slowly, careful not to rip it, and gasps quietly as he sees what’s inside. “H, you didn’t…” Strong arms wrap around his waist from behind, Henry’s chest warm against his back. “Do you like it?” Henry asks in a whisper, resting his chin on Alex’s shoulder. Alex doesn’t know what to say. Gingerly, like he might ruin it with even the smallest touch, he takes out the silky fabric and holds it up in front of them. It’s a gorgeous dress, fancy too, in a deep red color with thin straps and an open back. It’s long, almost touching the floor even as Alex holds it up and has a slit on the left side that would probably end a little above Alex’s knee.

An Amateur's Guide to Professional Gift-Giving by anincompletelist

Alex, a former-law-student-taking-some-time-off turned professional part-time gift giver, is tasked with finding a gift for the most high profile client he's ever worked with, both in and out of the world of law. It turns out finding the perfect gift for the Prince of Wales might be easier than he'd anticipated.

Love At First Bark by everwitch

“I still don’t know your name, do I?” Henry watches Alex where he’s crouched down in front of David and gently scratching David below his chin. David absolutely loves Alex. Henry can relate. “It’s David,” Henry supplies. “Cool,” Alex says. “And what’s the dog’s name?” Henry blinks at him. “... David?” “What?” Alex exclaims. He looks from David to Henry and then back at David again. “Wow, okay, that is a choice.” Henry wants to sink through the earth and never come back up again.

don't let me get drunk again by headabovethewater

Alex had never wanted to cancel plans as much as he had while watching Henry pull a pair of light wash, tight jeans over his stockinged legs and bare ass. Christ, he’s getting hard thinking about it now.

The Beginner's Guide to Floristry by clottedcreamfudge

As if there's anything romantic about it; as if it's not the most humiliating death Alex can imagine. This is why he doesn't do relationships. This is why he never will. The risk, as far as he fucking sees it, is too great. -- Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals and flowers of a flowering plant growing in their lungs, which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing impossible.

Everything you take, you make it better. So go on, take forever by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

It's 2024, and nobody knows they're engaged. But they will, just as soon as Alex can decide what to wear to his birthday dinner. Henry has an idea and a special gift to match.

false pretenses by rizcriz

Henry spins around, glaring at Alex. “For christs sake,” He hisses, holding a hand out between them. “Can we just not? I do not have the capacity to pretend to hate you today.” Alex splutters as Henry turns on his heel and starts to walk away. He stares after him helplessly. “Pretend?” After a beat, he starts to follow after him, “What the fuck do you mean pretend?” Three years of breathing down each others necks, fighting every time they come in contact with each other. And if Henry is saying every single thing on his end has been pretend, Alex Claremont-Diaz is going to have a fucking breakdown. Because he has been harboring this stupid fucking crush and burying it beneath false antagonism, meeting Henry where he’s at, for three years, and if Henry is implying that they’re both faking it— -- or, Alex learns better.

turn the desert to glass (you would be the one) by @taste-thewaste

Henry and Alex's domestic bliss has lead to some changes in Henry's body. Henry doesn't really mind being a little chubby, but he wonders if Alex does. Alex, it turns out, does not. Not one bit. He does not mind one bit, and he is more than eager to prove it.

coming on fast like good dreams do by cricketnationrise

When Henry recovers from his unexpected factory reset, he still can’t really breathe properly and somehow Alex is still standing in front of him with a hopeful and excited expression on his face. “Run that by me again?” he asks faintly. “I need your help.” “Right…” “I need you to edge me. Like a lot,” Alex says with a shrug. Nope, it’s not any clearer a second time around.

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[getmehighonmagic]

WIP Wednesday, April 10th 2024

Thanks for the early tags @suseagull04 @duchessdepolignaca03 @onthewaytosomewhere ♥

TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! ♥ My last year in my twenties... Pray for me that I won't spotaneously get wrinkles now that 30 is so close?

Anyway, for my birthday, I decided you get cowboy Alex and Henry!

From take me back to San Francisco, coming soon:

They’re not the only ones who chose an early morning ride, and their group stops frequently when their tour guide points out views and spots they otherwise would have missed by concentrating on keeping their horses in line. It’s clear that Alex has some experience in riding horses as well, because he steers his horse to the side easily and waits until Henry catches up with him, before he turns to send him a boyish grin. “This was a really good idea,” he says, bending forward to pet his horse’s neck. “I haven’t ridden in so long, I forgot how much I love it.” Henry laughs softly, watching Alex squirm happily in his saddle. “How come?” Alex shrugs. “Not much opportunity for it in New York,” he explains. “I grew up in Austin, though. My grandfather used to own a ranch and June and I would go every weekend to help him clean out the stables and lunge the horses.” It isn’t hard to picture a young Alex working himself into a sweat in the stables and out in the fields. Henry hopes they’ll have enough time for Alex to share more childhood memories with him, before he has to leave. He wants to know everything about the man; wants to be able to play out his stories behind closed eyelids when all he has left is the memory of Alex, forever engraved in his mind. “Tell me more?” Henry suggests when their group starts moving again, and Alex does. By the end of the ride, all Henry can do is kiss him, their cowboy hats knocking together.

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[leaves-of-laurelin]

Binary Light

In the sci-fi smash-hit movie Binary Light, Dev Creehil (played by Alex Claremont-Diaz) and Qindeli (played by Henry Fox) go from enemies to reluctant allies to friends. While a legion of on-line fans believe that arc should have included a ‘to lovers’ at the end, the behind the scenes truth is that the lead actors stayed firmly enemies to enemies throughout filming.

Fresh off a brutal breakup, Alex is back for the sequel and back to dealing with Henry—the asshole Hollywood nepo baby who has failed to conceal his disdain for Alex ever since their first chemistry read. In the script the shippers will finally be getting what they’ve always wanted, but, as some of Henry’s ice begins to thaw, what Alex wants has become decidedly more confusing.

Read on AO3

Fandom: Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Pairing: firstprince (Alex x Henry)

Complete, Chapters: 12, Rating: E, Words: 63k+

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[nocoastposts]

There are almost 9k fics for FirstPrince, and a little over 9k total for the fandom! It’s kind of incredible to see these numbers grow so much.

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[heysweetheart-writes]

Happy Wip Wednesday, all!

I managed to produce some words like, literally five minutes ago for this specifically from the Neighbours!AU! I didn't even read it over and it's very short, so, sorry for any mistakes!!

His pup isn’t a fan of being in people’s arms but he apparently doesn’t mind it when it’s Alex. David goes easily and licks Alex’s face excitedly. He doesn’t try to throw himself off of Alex’s arms like he does with him.  “He usually doesn’t like that.” Henry points out.  “Maybe when it’s you because you’re all the way up there!” Alex waves a hand towards his head. “He’s a short king like me, we’re safer closer to the floor. Right David?”  Of course, David barks because he has pledged his loyalty to Alex since the moment they met and he lets Henry know constantly. 

Tags under the cut!

Thanks for today's tags to: @suseagull04 @onthewaytosomewhere @getmehighonmagic @kiwiana-writes @priincebutt @eusuntgratie @wordsofhoneydew @read-and-write- @itsmaybitheway @sunnysideprince @theprinceandagcd for the tags! So many, so early today!!! sjdnskf The pressure was real lol

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[taste-thewaste]

Henry's tummy fic is here, folks!!

Summary:

Henry and Alex's domestic bliss has lead to some changes in Henry's body. Henry doesn't really mind being a little chubby, but he wonders if Alex does. Alex, it turns out, does not. Not one bit. He does not mind one bit, and he is more than eager to prove it.

Please heed the tags on AO3, NSFW content inside!

tags below the cut

This one is a labor of love, dedicated to @england-would-fall <3

also biggest hugest thanks and love to @henrysfox @priincebutt @royalstcve and @sunnysideprince and @onthewaytosomewherefor listening to me scream about this fic and bounce ideas around, you were so helpful with this!!

tagging those who wanted to be tagged/might be interested: @bitbybitwrites @caressthosecheekbones @cemm1966

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[inexplicablymine]

when the rockstars get matching Rolling Stone covers

For: Little Drummerboy

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[suseagull04]

I think I might actually be first this week- happy Wednesday, everyone!

(thanks @wordsofhoneydew for the tag!)

Some protective little brother Alex feels:

Nora. If June was upset after a date, Nora probably was too, and all he wanted was for the two of them to be as happy as he and Henry were. He got out his phone and started typing, unable to find adequate words to say at first:

Are you all right?

What happened?

Can I do anything to help?

I swear, you might be my best friend, but if you've hurt my sister, I'll-

He deleted that last one and just looked at his phone for a minute, at a loss. If he was resorting to saying things like that, clearly he needed to take a step back. He was known for acting and speaking without thinking first sometimes, but this was one of those times that he definitely didn't want to make the situation worse. 

Finally, he settled on a combination of two of the texts he had typed out: What happened? What can I do to help?.

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[tintagel-or-cockleshells]

Alex's wedding planning business is going from strength to strength, but if he never has another wedding at Mountchristen Manor it will be too soon. He just can't get along with Henry, the venue coordinator, and the feeling is mutual. But when push comes to shove, the couple's big day has to come first. Title taken from 'Promises' from Hadestown, since this fic was very much inspired by my own wedding and we had a Hadestown song sung during the ceremony.

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[england-would-fall]

New FirstPrince Oneshot

New FirstPrince oneshot hot off the presses for ya!

RATED EXPLICIT, 3K

Summary: Election accomplished, Alex and Henry have flown to Cabo for a much-deserved rest. But when a bartender starts hitting on Alex, it strikes an insecurity in Henry. Fortunately, Alex's love runs deep...and he knows how to show it. (Porn with feelings, just read the tags and you'll know lol)

For @taste-thewaste <3

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[piratefalls]

i have no real opening remarks, so have some fic, mind the tags, and have a good day!

masterlist

did the light hit my blush (when i told you you could be enough?) by matherine

Henry wasn’t eavesdropping. Really, he wasn’t — he had just come home from work at the shelter early, toed off his shoes at the door, and began to settle in when he heard it. “No, Nora,” Alex’s voice groans, floating out into the hall from where his bedroom door must be cracked open. “I can’t tell if he’s just not interested or oblivious. I’ve used my whole arsenal of flirting and Henry’s completely unresponsive.” Or: Alex has been flirting for months. It’s not that Henry didn’t notice — it’s that he thought he couldn’t possibly mean it.

Only Fools by OrchidScript

Henry rolled his eyes. “No. You tell me — that sounds better — why I should bring my ex-hook up to my brother’s wedding?” Pez hummed and half-shrugged. “Why wouldn’t you? He’s the perfect thing to light your gran’s helmet of hair on fire.” Pez set his cup down and leaned forward onto the table. “That’s what Pip encouraged you to do, didn’t he?” “Martha more than Pip, but yes. He did.” Henry sighed. “Then ask Alex.” -- With his brother's wedding a few weeks away, Henry Fox is determined to not show up alone. Not wanting to ask a stranger, he instead turns to Alex, hoping to manufacture something believable from something familiar. Try as he might to keep a level head, Henry can't help falling in love with the man. Will it come around to bite him or will it turn into something more than he had hoped?

kitchen confidential by stutteringpeach

The NDA is approximately a mile long. “Jesus fuck,” Alex splutters. “What, is their favourite film The Menu or something? Am I gonna come out of this one alive?” ~ Or, the one where Alex is hired to cater a private dinner party for Prince Henry and his friends, and it does not go as he expects.

Can You See Me? (I'm Waiting for the Right Time) by affectionatelyrs

“Whose turn was it?” Henry asks while Alex is busy pondering the merits of throwing himself out their fifth-story window and hoping his boner doesn’t take anyone’s eye out on his way down. “Forgive me, but I am a bit tired. Do you think you could take it?” There’s no way that Henry’s not doing this on purpose. He makes words mean things when put in a certain order for a living, for fucks sake. Alex almost quips back depends on how big it is just to see how—or if—Henry would react. “Yeah, um, no problem.” There. Much more normal. He could steal Henry’s job at this rate. “Truth or dare?” - Or, Alex’s world gets flipped on its axis during a game of truth or dare

getting good now by Standinginmoonlight

Alex sighs and balls his hands up into fists, digging them into his eye sockets until he sees stars, and then he’s speaking without his brain giving his mouth permission. “I can’t believe I’m going to marry someone British.” Or: the Love is Blind AU that no-one asked for.

A Sin Better Than Heaven by AnchoredArchangel

“Show me,” the king says, a demand. He sets the vial back down, careless to where it lands compared to where it originated. He leans back against the table, crosses his arms over his chest; chin raised, jaw set- a picture of regality. Henry’s heart is pounding in his chest, the unstable beat of too many horse hooves overlapping, like the canter through the woods that very afternoon before he was shoved from his saddle. For the first time, he considers the possibility that perhaps he had hit his head harder than he realized- against the ground or against the tree, because certainly his hope is misplaced; certainly he is not following this conversation as well as he presumed. “Show you what, Your Majesty?” The king only deigns to move a hand, untucking it from his elbow in order to wave it vaguely. “How your body responds to men.” Or: A criminally loose reimagining of the tent scene from Mary & George, only Alex is a sexually confused king, and Henry's the one who has been sent to seduce him.

it's so hard to get to heaven with my head in my hands by anincompletelist

His mother would have a fit if she could see him now, taking comfort he isn’t owed from men he shouldn’t want it from. But Henry wipes his tears with the back of his hand and Alex begins singing the dulcet tune of a Spanish lullaby and George feels, perhaps for the first time in his life, like he belongs.

Silence & Sound by @nocoastposts

Alex tugs at his hair and tries to focus on choosing his next words. He knows that Henry will help him - that he wants to help him. He knows that all he has to do is say the word. Henry stands and steps closer, holding Alex’s chin firmly and tilting his head up so their eyes are forced to meet. “You need me to clear that lovely head of yours, hm?” “Please,” Alex says in barely a whisper. or: Henry helps Alex fill the silence before indulging in the sound.

baby boy by smc_27

It starts as a joke. Alex taking the piss about how much money Henry has. How he could have anything he wanted, from anyone he wanted, if only he just asked.

all so human with our guards down by maxbegone

“Constant fear is debilitating,” Alex tells him later on. The sun has risen, though it’s barely prominent through the dark clouds in the sky. “Even in the world we live in now, you need to find the things that make it feel…normal.” Of course, Alex isn’t even sure that makes much sense, and he thinks about doubling back on what he just said with something stupid and word-vomitty, whatever pops into his head first, but Henry beats him to it. Much more suitable, and it puts Alex’s mind at ease: “I’m starting to think you’re right.” The world ended three years ago. No more all-night study sessions, no more drag brunch and mimosas, no more societal expectations. But out of everything Alex was expecting from an apocalypse, Henry sure as hell wasn't it.

Dallas, Texas by annesbonny

i thought I knew hopelessness. i thought I'd learned its specific dread years ago There's an assassination attempt on Ellen, Henry is caught up in the damage. Alex is... coping about as well as you would expect.

Best Practice in Sexual Favours by everwitch

They meet at a bar. Alex is young; fresh out of law school, sharp and charismatic and oh-so attractive. The sex is absolutely incredible, and Henry has no regrets. At least not until the morning after when he finds himself opposite Alex in a meeting — equipped with the painful knowledge that Alex’s boss thinks Alex’s only function in said meeting is to sit there and look all pretty. Somebody ought to call HR right about now. Or: when sexual relationships mix with professional ones, Alex and Henry make the most of it.

this is the first time I've felt the need to confess by theprinceandagcd

Alex frantically unlocks his phone and stares at their text thread, at the heart reaction that Henry had left on his most recent message. His thumbs hover uselessly over his screen, trembling as moisture burns his vision. The entire room is thick with uneasiness, heavy enough that it’s hard to breathe, and Alex wants to tell Henry something, wants to reach out and find the solace that Henry so often offers him without even realizing it. But mostly, as his brain finally catches up to what’s actually happening, all Alex can think is that he doesn’t want to die. He tries to come up with a list of reasons why in his head, a comprehensive one that probably should include family and career goals and a million other things, but in the end, in the moment, all he can fucking think about is Henry.

out of the kitchen by rizcriz

Alex looks to his right where Henry’s standing at his own door. Any moment now, Gordon Ramsay is going to tell them to turn the handle and one of them is going to cascade into a new life. He doesn't care if his door doesn’t open; in fact, he’d rather it didn’t. He’s come all this way, he’s proven himself as a chef, but there’s no denying that the man beside him was made for this role. For the last five weeks, he’s watched as Henry’s given his all to every challenge and dinner service. -- or, the Hell's Kitchen au literally nobody asked for.

i love you (ain't that the worst thing you ever heard) by coffeecatsme

Henry doesn’t doubt that, just as much as he doesn’t doubt now that Alex won’t have a single issue with him being trans. In another life, when Henry whispered it in the quiet hours of the night, he didn’t. In another life, when he kissed Henry anyway, he didn’t. In another life. In this one, when Alex meets his eyes, all there is left behind them is a cold glare that freezes Henry to his soul. One year ago, Henry had a whirlwind of a day with Alex after a chance meeting in a coffee shop, only to leave in the morning to protect his heart. He doesn't expect to see Alex again, until he shows up at June's wedding and finds out her brother is the same Alex he hasn't been able to get out of his mind for a year - and he's pissed.

Fragile Things by SatinBirds

Alex does not scare easily. But the moment he sees Henry fall, all breath leaves his body at once.

Trim my Christmas tree by clottedcreamfudge

Henry is a writer, not a mall Santa, but unfortunately this year - thanks to his adorable and conniving nieces and their Aunt Beatrice - he's going to have to be both. This doesn't leave him a great deal of time to pine horribly over the part-time bookseller and Law student over at June Claremont-Diaz's shop, but somehow he manages to jam it in anyway. Ho ho ho.

All Kinds of Wounds by allmylovesatonce

It throws Alex off when it takes longer for the door to close, when he hears Henry’s footsteps but doesn’t hear him approaching. As he listens closer, there are steps on the stairs and eventually the sound of feet on the second floor. Henry avoided him. Henry gets hurt at the shelter and tries to hide it from Alex.

blurred lines by seafloor

Henry is a lovesick writer; Alexander a charismatic bartender. They’re still fated to fall into bed at some point.

keep me up all night/ i wanna scratch your surface by @firenati0n

They step inside, greeted by moonlight streaming through the windows, illuminating their living room in a dreamy light; it’s enough to see outlines and shapes, enough to keep everything just a little bit secretive, a little softer around the edges. Henry moves his hand to flick on the kitchen light, and Alex’s hand shoots out to grab his wrist. Henry looks down at him questioningly, blue eyes sparkling even with the absence of light. Alex always feels a little off-kilter around him, Henry both his center of gravity and his reason for vertigo. He’s stabilizing, and dizzying, and everything. Alex’s thumb and index finger circle Henry’s slender wrist, exerting the slightest pressure. He feels Henry's pulse jump under his thumb. “Get on the couch.”

Voted most likely to run away with you by dreamsinthewitchouse

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.

everything just stops by HypnosTheory

Alex hums, pushing his nose into the side of Henry’s cock. “Let me give you your gift, Hen.” “You’ve already given me my gift,” Henry says, fingers tightening on the edge of the countertop. “Twice.” Alex laughs and takes Henry’s cock back into his mouth. Henry keens, knees shaking. He’s oversensitive already; Alex woke him up with a hand on his cock, and then in the shower surprised him with three fingers against his prostate. Each orgasm was greeted with a happy birthday, baby, which is a phrase that’s starting to have a Pavlovian response on Henry. --- Alex gives Henry all the birthday orgasms - Henry believes turnabout is fair play.

the wrong place by congee4lunch

“I don’t want you, I don’t want anything to do with you, Alexander,” Henry breathes out, his breath ghosting over Alex’s lips. “I just want to feel good.” “Perfect,” Alex grins. “I want the exact same thing, Fox.” henry and alex hate each other. when they're forced to share a hotel room and a bed for a night, they fuck about it.

Total Eclipse by @myheartalivewrites

Alex is not sure what the fuck is happening here. “And if you only hold me tight…” A man—probably the most beautiful man he has ever seen—is up on stage in this karaoke bar, absolutely murdering Bonnie Tyler’s Total Eclipse of the Heart and he’s pretty sure the guy is crying and it’s one of the most horrifying things he’s ever seen and Alex cannot. Look. Away.

Late Bloomer by @sparklepocalypse

Alex Claremont-Diaz is sixteen years old, and he hasn’t presented. His dad seems to think it’s fine and offers Alex regular reassurance that his cousin Angel hadn’t presented until nearly 20. His mom, though, gets a little crease between her eyebrows whenever she thinks Alex isn’t looking. Presenting is a Big Deal in the Claremont family, and Alex just... hasn’t. So Alex is sixteen, and he’s… a boy. That’s it. Just a boy. Not a boy and an alpha like his friend Marco, or a boy and an omega like his friend Noah. Just a boy.

living in a new normal by @forever-fixating

Henry Fox could write an entire dissertation based on how much information his twin nieces Penelope and Grace have told him about their favorite band, Austin Heat. The girls peppered him with neverending facts since he surprised them with tickets and meet-and-greet passes to their concert at Madison Square Garden last Christmas. -- Henry Fox takes his nieces to a concert of their favorite band, Austin Heat. He gets a bit more than he bargained for when he meets singer and guitarist Alex Claremont-Diaz.

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[getmehighonmagic]

Sentences Sunday, April 7th 2024

Hi, I'm back from the dead. Missed me? Lol. I'm so sorry I've been slacking, I haven't been in a great space, mentally, but I'm gonna try to tag along again!

Thanks for the tags @duchessdepolignaca03 @wordsofhoneydew @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @itsmaybitheway ♥

From take me back to San Francisco, coming soon:

Sitting on top of the hill at one end of the Golden Gate Bridge, the sun going down over the horizon and stars slowly appearing above them, Henry doesn’t think he’s ever been happier, nor will he ever be again. The ice cream sandwiches Alex had picked up - a big scoop of madagascar bourbon vanilla bean flavoured ice cream between two thick sea salt chocolate chip cookies - are soft and sweet, and when Henry takes a bite, it practically melts on his tongue. “Bloody hell,” he moans, savouring the taste. “Hmm,” Alex agrees with a nod, a scrunch of pure delight between his brows. He licks the fingers of his right hand clean and reaches into his backpack, pulling out a bottle of champagne and two plastic flutes. “Better make it worth your time.” He grins and puts his ice cream sandwich down in the container it came in to open the bottle and pour them both a glass. “Alex,” Henry whispers, his chest expanding, “you’re worth it, regardless.” The words mean so much, more than he dares to express, and Alex seems to feel it too, because his eyes tear up behind his glasses when he says, “So are you, baby.”

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[ayana2570]

A RWRB oneshot in the making while I wait for my previous oneshot to be betaread.

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[nocoastposts]

I’m going through Casey’s annotations for fic writing purposes, and this one always sticks out to me.

I love how fic writers- myself included - explore these dynamics in such fun, unique ways. There are endless possibilities for Firstprince scenes.

Also, I’m a sucker for the psychological aspect of kink and smut, so I love that it’s canon for Henry and Alex.

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[heysweetheart-writes]

Some sentences Sunday!

Hi!! Wrote some words for the neighbours!au that I hope you like! I think I'm gonna go back and polish this later (I'm still debating if I should keep the bit about stories as dialogue or have it as Henry's internal monologue as I originally wrote it) but in the mean time, here you go.

"I know it's not the open road, but…” Henry walks them to the edge of the roof, where they have a view of the city spreading out before them, David flopping down at his feet. “I don't know. I think it's lovely up here. The glow of the city below, it’s humming. If you listen to it close enough, it can tell you all kinds of stories." Henry closes his eyes for a moment, trying to listen: “Stories of lovers professing their devotion to each other through hushed moans, of children blanketed by the safety a good bedtime story provides. There are stories of lonely hearts feeling a kind of solace knowing they’re not alone in this city, that there are many like them.”  When he opens his eyes again, Alex is looking at him, something behind his eyes Henry can't quite figure out.  "Henry..." Alex whispers, but he doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he grabs his hand, leaning against him and pressing his temple to Henry's shoulder, looking out at the city with him.  Henry lets out a soft hum and smiles sadly to himself, resting his own head on top of Alex’s wishing he could kiss his worries away. But at least he can give him this. A vantage point to a city that can be both kind and cruel, busy and empty, or deafeningly quiet among all the noise.

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[taste-thewaste]

Firstprince Ficlet: Cornettos

Title: Cornettos Fandom: Red, White & Royal Blue Rating: E Pairing: Firstprince Alex x Henry Word count: 977 Tags: fluff, more fluff, all the fluff you could ever handle, hurt/comfort but it ends happy, Henry being pissed about ice cream but it's more than that Summary: Henry's angry that he can't get his favorite ice creams in the US, but it's about more than that. Alex makes him feel better. A/N: Wrote this in like 20 minutes because it popped in my head and I just wanted to write something cute and fluffy for once in my porny life!! This is so sweet and sappy pls don't @ me

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Alex looks up from his laptop where he’s buried in a case study when he hears the sound of the freezer door slamming. Henry has been napping for the last hour, but Alex guesses that he’s up now. He hears the distinct grumblings of a dissatisfied Brit and knows that something in the kitchen has got Henry upset. 

“Hen? Everything okay?” Alex hollers, and he hears nothing but more disgruntled mumbles. “I can’t understand you when you mumble. I can barely understand you when you don’t,” he says with a wry smile. There’s nothing but silence, so he abandons his laptop and goes into the kitchen. 

Henry is leaning against the kitchen island, dressed in a loose pair of gray sweats and a navy blue hoodie, one of Alex’s, his hair rumpled from sleep. His arms are crossed tightly over his chest and he looks for all the world like he’s a toddler that someone woke up before he was ready. Alex treads carefully. 

“Baby? You alright?” he asks softly. 

“I want a fucking Cornetto.” The words are not even in the realm of anything that Alex had thought possible to come out of Henry’s mouth, based on the look of serious dissatisfaction on his face. 

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“You…want a Cornetto,” Alex says flatly. 

“Yes, I want a fucking Cornetto,” Henry says bitterly, scuffing his slippered toe against the floor. 

“There are Drumsticks in the freezer, I got some yesterday,” Alex says brightly, mentally checking off the “solve Henry’s bad mood” item that had just popped up on his constantly-running mental list. He turns, rummages around in the freezer and pulls an ice cream cone encased in crinkly plastic out of a box and holds it out.

“It’s not the same, Alex,” Henry says, positively glaring at the treat in Alex’s hand. “It’s not the same at all.” 

“Well. I mean. Cornetto’s are ice cream cones, this is an ice cream cone…” Alex trails off, and twirls it around lightly. 

“Those are freezer-burned dehydrated vanilla clods on top of a soggy cardboard cone and covered in something that is barely legally allowed to be called ‘chocolate’,” Henry says in the most eerily Phillip way possible, and Alex’s eyebrows fly up into his hairline in surprise. “I want a butterscotch Cornetto, with butterscotch ice cream that is actually ice cream, with chocolate that is actually chocolate, and a crispy, crunchy cone. That’s what I want.” 

And then, hand to God, Henry stamps his foot, and that’s when Alex loses it. 

Henry’s face turns pink with irritation and he turns on his heel and strides away while Alex is wheezing with laughter, and Alex jogs after him lightly while he attempts to control himself. He sits down next to Henry, who has thrown himself angrily on the sofa.

“Hen, Hen. Henry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh. It’s just…it’s a little silly, don’t you think? Come on, it’s ice cream.” Alex tugs gently on Henry’s sleeve so he turns to look at him.

“It’s not just ice cream,” Henry says, and his face crumples in a way that shoots straight through to Alex’s heart. “It’s not.” Tears fill Henry’s blue eyes and spill down his cheeks. 

“Oh, sweetheart…come here,” Alex says, and reaches his strong arms around Henry’s slight body, tugs him onto his lap easily. Henry buries his face into Alex’s neck and Alex wraps his arms around him tightly, feels Henry’s body shake with quiet sobs while he rubs small circles on his back. “Shh, shh, it’s okay. Oh, my poor baby. I’ve got you. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.” 

After a few minutes, Henry looks up shakily and Alex offers him a small smile. He kisses Henry’s cheek, so softly it’s as if he barely does it, tastes the salt of his tears. “Can you tell me what’s wrong?” 

“It’s stupid,” Henry mutters and looks down. Alex tilts Henry’s chin up gently with his finger until their eyes meet again. He can see the pain in Henry’s eyes, and he tries to convey without saying a word that nothing he does or thinks or says is ever stupid. It must work, because Henry sighs and says, “I just miss home. I miss my sister and my mum and Pez. I miss my favorite food and restaurants and museums. I love being here with you and I love living with you, but…I just miss it sometimes.” Henry’s voice is small and filled with embarrassment, vulnerability. It breaks Alex’s heart all over again. 

“That’s totally understandable, love. Nothing to be ashamed of. Of course you miss it, of course you miss them,” Alex says softly, using the hand still on Henry’s back to scratch light, lazy patterns the way he likes. “Why don’t we see if Bea’s available for a Facetime later? I know it’s not the same, but I’d love to see her face, too.”

Henry visibly brightens a bit at the thought, and Alex can’t help but kiss him on the forehead. “Can we…we could go back for a visit soon?” Henry says hopefully, and Alex nods enthusiastically. 

“The semester’s over next month, or you can go by yourself sooner if you want. Whatever you want to do, baby. I know it’s hard, but we’ve got options. You’re not cut off completely,” Alex says. 

“I don’t know why I didn’t think of it earlier, I just…I was sad, and it all caught up to me. I’m sorry,” Henry says, and Alex nuzzles into Henry’s neck gently, kisses just underneath his ear, along his jaw until Henry is smiling. 

“It’s hard to see things clearly when you’re not upset, no need for apologies,” Alex says simply. “But I will say just one thing.” 

“What’s that?” 

“I’m never fucking buying Drumsticks ever again, you ice cream snob,” Alex says, and Henry’s laughs fill his ear, his heart.

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