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Like butter wouldn't melt. 💙
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cricketnationrise · 3 months
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Congrats on 500 followers! Going Platinum is one of my absolute fave RWRB fics 😘
For Ficlit Fest:
Time: 14:28
Location: the music room at Kensington Palace
Character: June Claremont-Diaz
Song/lyric vibe: I'd scream at the wind but no one would listen (U Deserve - Wasia Project)
My username is the same on Ao3 as here 😊
thank you so much!! the ficlet fest continues to introduce me to absolutely AWESOME music, so thank you for your prompt I am obsessed. enjoy your ficlet feat. angry big sister energy 💜🦗
read all the ficlets from this fest on AO3 here
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2:28pm, kensington music room
Most of the time, June can put the fact that Henry is an actual honest-to-god prince, fourth in line for the throne, and all-around big deal out of her mind and think of him as her friend, a fellow Austen-enthusiast, and her little brother’s boyfriend. Most of the time, June can set aside the fact that his sister is a literal princess and their brother is going to be king one day. Most of the time, June can look past the notion that Henry’s mom is going to become queen in her lifetime.
Sitting in goddamn Kensington Palace, in one of the best-appointed music rooms June’s ever seen, is not one of those times. 
Aside from Bea and Henry’s bedrooms, it’s the most casual room she’s seen so far. It’s suffused with a sense of family and laughter, unlike the more public spaces of the palace that seem to sag under stonework and tradition and a persistent phantom dampness. Even the guest suite she was shown to earlier feels coldly formal. But the lingering sense of chill falls away here. 
There’s half-drunk cups of tea on the side tables, notebooks scattered on the grand piano, Bea’s leather jacket slung over a squashy-looking armchair that wouldn’t look out of place in a thrift store in Austin. All of the instruments, while of obvious quality, look like they’ve been played often, and well-loved. While the collection of electric guitars is gorgeous, June’s attention is drawn toward the older acoustic guitar propped up in the far corner, half-hidden behind a fern.
She pulls it out and sits with it, strumming idly, echoes of lake water lapping at the dock in her ears. Her fingers pluck out simple chords, adjusting to the new instrument before the music swirling around her head takes over her hands. She’s flying through John Denver and Selena and Dolly Parton and Fleetwood Mac and Patsy Cline, lost in memories of easy summers at her dad’s lake house. But then June’s thinking about last time at the house, and Henry, and how devastated Alex was to wake up with him gone. How he’d been a shadow of himself for a week before taking off across the Atlantic to scream some sense into him. And then the leak, and the election, and suddenly there’s furious tears streaming down her face and she keeps harshly playing the same bit of Johnny Cash over and over, like a skipping record, the lyrics in her head drowning all other thoughts: 
And I went down down down
“June?”
And the flames went higher
“June?”
And I went down down down
“June!”
And the flames went—
Bea pulls the guitar out of June’s hands and it’s all June can do to not curl up in a ball or let loose a scream—anything to mitigate the swirling anger that she’s been shoving down for weeks. Her hands ball into fists as she half-sobs, trying to get a hold of herself but then, Bea’s hands are covering hers and June lifts her blurry gaze to Bea’s face.
“Just let it out, love, you look like you need it.”
And June tips forward and buries a scream in Bea’s shoulder, lets Bea pull her closer and cage her in as the scream turns to sobs. It takes a long time for June to calm down again, fighting for each gasping breath while Bea rubs her back and murmurs soothing nonsense. Eventually she calms down enough to sit up properly again and wipes her face with the cuff of her sweater.
“S-sorry about that, Bea. I just—”
“If you think you’re the only person who’s had a breakdown in this room, you’re sorely mistaken,” Bea says. “Christ knows I’ve had more than my own fair share. But my sponsor says they’re good for me so…”
June sits with that a moment then—
“I’m just still so angry.”
“About the leak?”
June nods. “About all of the shit they dealt with. That they’re still dealing with. And like, officially, everything’s fine now, right? My mom won and Richards is going to be punished and Alex and Henry are happy but—”
“They shouldn’t have had to deal with that in the first place,” Bea finishes grimly. “And because everything’s “fine” now, we have to be fine, too.”
“Yeah. Like I just feel like screaming at the injustice of it all, but no one would listen. ‘They got their happy ending, so can’t we just move on?’” June mocks. “I saw some rando post that on Twitter this morning and couldn’t get it out of my head.”
“Maddening, isn’t it?”
“Understatement of the century.”
“Next time, text me. Odds are I’m feeling the same way.”
June does grin at that. Bea’s probably the only other person who gets what it’s like being the older sister to such a potent force for good in the world. Who gets wanting to fight anyone and anything that threatens her brother’s happiness. 
“I will.”
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kiwiana-writes · 4 months
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Top 3 comfort reads? (Can be fanfics or books!) 🥰
You were gonna get a top three of each, but I wrote out the vast majority of a response and tumblr fucking ATE IT 😭 and I just can’t be fucked writing the whole thing out on mobile again, I’m sorry! So just fics for now, in no particular order:
Top 3 comfort reads: fic
Oxford Days by @myheartalivewrites - I just feel so fucking taken care of by this fic. There can be a tendency to write slut eras in fics with an endgame pairing with this undertone of It Was All Empty Until You Came Along and as an unapologetic slut that just… isn’t something I can connect with, so I love that this fic doesn’t do that. It doesn’t portray monogamy/exclusivity as inherently better/more fulfilling but instead just another option available.
Going Platinum by @cricketnationrise - Sort of similar to the above, actually, I love this fic both for the story it tells and for the tropes it DOESN’T fall into, and in fact I got over my chronic aversion to approaching and potentially annoying people long enough to slide into cricket’s DMs and thank her for the way the story unfolded once it had finished. Can’t wait to be completely normal and not at all unhinged about the sequel.
The Cost of Anything by @clottedcreamfudge - This might be news to ccf now I think about it because while we’ve def talked about my strong positive opinions on many of her fics idk if we’ve actually discussed this one. But oh well! As someone who lost a parental figure — not a bio parent, but the relative who stepped up and filled that role after my bio dad bounced out of the country when I was really young — at seventeen, of course I’ve had the “what I wouldn’t give to have him back” thoughts. This isn’t a “cheers me up on a bad day” comfort read, it’s a “reminds me that everything works out as it’s meant to and we survive and thrive with the cards we’re dealt” comfort read.
[Sleepover Saturday]
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firenati0n · 27 days
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Number 11, I'm very intrigued! 💛
hi taylor!! :)
11 is: alex pines for bea from afar but ends up, once again, down horrendous for her pretty brother when bea gets in an accident (how unfortunate for everyone but alex and henry)
this is my while you were sleeping au! :)
Alex pines for bea who he sees at the subway every day but ends up falling for her brother henry YEEHAWWWWW alex is sandy bullock/lucy and henry is bill pullman/jack my beloved. just a germ of an idea in a doc with like. barely any words. a lot of these are seeds that need to grow i am learning ajsdflkajsdklf i just need to FOCUS!
[SUMMARIZING MY WIPS BADLY ASK ME ANYTHING!]
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firstprince-ao3feed · 10 days
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i try hard to get back inside your arms alive
by tailsbeth ‘What is it, love?’ Alex places his laptop on the coffee table, Henry follows with his. If Alex had the emotional space in him right now, he’d appreciate the crap out of the way they’re sat side by side like the true sap he is. Henry is looking up at him expectantly, Alex has his hands on his hips. ‘We’re not a gay couple.’ Henry’s face scrunches up a little, Alex can see the processing in his eyes.   Alex learns about bi-erasure. Words: 1293, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, June Claremont-Diaz, Nora Holleran Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz & Nora Holleran Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Bisexuality, Biphobia, bi erasure, Queer Themes, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Alex Claremont-Diaz Loves Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz, Alex Claremont-Diaz Needs a Hug, Emotional Hurt/Comfort via https://ift.tt/vLFzSpK
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littlespoonevan · 16 days
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T for the music tag! 🎶
Taylor xo
thank you, bud!! 🩷 can confirm i went from 'oh i don't know many songs starting with T' to 'oh i can't pick' the further i scrolled down my spotify lmao
Thrown Down - Fleetwood Mac
Talk - Hozier
The Louvre - Lorde (does 'the' count for songs starting with T? i'm counting it)
Tomorrow - Daughter
Thirteen - Big Star
give me a letter and i’ll tell you my 5 favourite songs starting with that letter
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heysweetheart-writes · 4 months
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History will say they were best friends - very intrigued! 👀
Taylor x
"History will say they were best friends" is a genderswap!au completely canon but Henry and Alex are girls and June is a boy. The rest stays the same. This one fucking terrfies me because I have to reimagine canon and I don't know if I can make cmq justice kajsndak so it's there, archived. The gdoc has some words actually, just Alex and Henriette bantering in Paris. I love the idea, I just don't know if I'll ever actually write this one.
Wip tag game.
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tailsbeth-writes · 10 days
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i try hard to get back inside your arms alive
‘What is it, love?’ Alex places his laptop on the coffee table, Henry follows with his. If Alex had the emotional space in him right now, he’d appreciate the crap out of the way they’re sat side by side like the true sap he is. Henry is looking up at him expectantly, Alex has his hands on his hips. ‘We’re not a gay couple.’ Henry’s face scrunches up a little, Alex can see the processing in his eyes. Alex learns about bi-erasure.
Rating: T | Word Count: 1.2k | One-shot
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Last Line Game
Thank you @tailsbeth-writes for tagging me! Per usual, I'm neck deep in my vampire!Henry fic haha but I just uploaded a chapter yesterday and only have the first 2 sentences of the next one to show off:
New York City was not any kinder than Texas. While the temperature might have been a little cooler, the east coast humidity compensated for it.
If anyone wants to do this, consider yourself tagged! <3 You're welcome to @ me.
(I'll link Salt Follows the Moon once ao3 is back up.)
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Wednesday starts even if ya don't sleep
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so once again a lil artsy thing that i still need to fiddle with some more cuz well it's a bit wonky (but might not be as noticeable when smaller lol) if i wanna use it for this lil fairytale's title banner and the last of the words you'll be getting from that lil fic b4 it posts yay!!!
so i'm stealing the open tag from @eusuntgratie and also thanks @jmagnabo92 for the early tag
The first time Prince Alex says it, in one of his letters, Prince Henry has to re-read what it says, afraid he has imagined it. There it is in print, though, at the end of his letter, for the first time ever: Love, Alex. When Prince Henry read those words, he – well, his fifteen-year-old mind- had already been in love with Alex for longer than he remembers not being. He continues to write as if nothing has changed, his mind working around in circles as to what those words really mean. The prince knows they are young, Alex a year younger than him even, but he contemplates over and over the possibility that what he feels at just fifteen years of age is love and that it might be returned. The words continue to be there at the bottom of every letter Alex sends, and Henry bides his time. He knows they are too young for anything to happen, but he knows he will have forever to get there. He has always felt a connection to Alex, and now he thinks he knows what that connection is and why he felt that pull towards him even when they were younger. It's on Prince Alex’s fifteenth birthday that it all comes to a head; Prince Henry, newly sixteen by just a couple of weeks, has been in his head all day, and his friend notices. Prince Alex drags him off to the Green Room in the palace in Claremont so they can be alone, without all the other people around. It’s a room that holds sentimental value to the boys as they spent many days in this room, playing any variation of games their young minds could make up. It’s the room they often run to when things become a little too much for one of them; their families know if they need to find them to look there.
so an open tag for anyone who may want it and well some no-pressure tags beneath the cut (i say some but it's early so there's like so many lol)
@adreamareads @agame-writes @agostobuwan @anincompletelist @bitbybitwrites
@dragonflylady77 @duchessdepolignaca03 @england-would-fall @firenati0n @firstsprinces
@forever-fixating @getmehighonmagic @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @inexplicablymine
@itsmaybitheway @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @littlemisskittentoes
@lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @mikibwrites @msmarvelouswinchester @nocoastposts
@piratefalls @priincebutt @sophie1973 @stellarm @suseagull04
@tailsbeth-writes @taste-thewaste @theprinceandagcd @thesleepyskipper @thinkof-england
@typicalopposite @wordsofhoneydew @yrsacdfox @cha-melodius @orchidscript
@oxfordslutphase @bigassbowlingballhead @captainjunglegym @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @cricketnationrise
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anincompletelist · 2 months
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wip wednesday + six sentence sunday :D
HELLO HELLO FRIENDS I AM ATROCIOUSLY LATE TO THIS PARTY BUT HERE I AM !!!!!!!
THANK YOU FRIENDS for the wip wednesday, six sentence sunday, AND last line tags, I am going to attempt to wrangle everyone that tagged me below!!! I had so many lovely words to catch up on today!
please have an extra long snippet to make up for my crimes, another piece of febkinky coming very soon! xx
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“Dare I ask for a colour?” 
“Mmph,” Alex mumbles eloquently. “Verde, cariño.” 
Henry’s hips give a futile little twitch, and Alex groans into his neck when he clenches. “Fuck, Alex,” he mutters. 
“Holy shit. You curse?” 
“We’ve lived together for four years,” he says a little exasperatedly. “You’ve heard me curse.” 
“Yeah, okay, but it’s always, like, bollocks, or some shit. Bellend. Bloody hell.” 
He gives a long suffering sigh, but his smile betrays him. “Is there a particular genre of expletive that you’d prefer that I use, love?” 
Alex’s arm feels like dead weight when he lifts it to press a sloppy finger against Henry’s lips, Henry’s brow raised as he holds back a laugh. 
“Shh,” he slurs, moving his hand over to pat Henry’s cheek. “Only nice things.” 
“Only the nicest things,” Henry confirms. 
“M’kay. Sleep now.” 
“Alex. You’re still inside of me, love.” 
He cracks one eye open, rubbing his cheek on Henry’s shoulder. “So?” 
“‘So’,” Henry scoffs. “We need to get cleaned up. Off you get, let’s go.” 
“I already got off.” 
“Alex.” 
Alex snorts. “Mm, moaning for me again already, sweetheart?” 
“You are the singular bane of my existence,” Henry kisses his forehead, the tip of his nose. “And I love you very, very much.” 
Grumbling because Henry knows what those words to do him, Alex clumsily raises himself up and lets Henry help him pull out, falling onto his side on the bed. 
“Alright. I guess we can take a shower,” he heaves, rolling his eyes. “You might have to carry me though.” 
“Oh, dear,” Henry says drily, scooping an arm around Alex’s back and one underneath his knees. “What a grave and unforgivable hindrance. You’ll be indebted to me forever, I’m afraid.” 
Alex hums, tossing an arm up around his shoulders. “That sounds nice.” 
“Do not fall asleep in my arms,” Henry warns, crossing the threshold to the bathroom. “Because I’d quite like to aftercare the absolute shit out of you, as you would say.” 
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, baby,” Alex mumbles, his eyes already shut against his shoulder.
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LEAVING THIS AS AN OPEN TAG FOR OBVIOUS REASONS KJSHKHSD
and thank you so much to everyone who tagged ME:
@wordsofhoneydew @heybuddy-drabbles @bigassbowlingballhead @priincebutt @firenati0n @happiness-of-the-pursuit @rockyroadkylers @tailsbeth-writes @littlemisskittentoes @nocoastposts @junebugclaremontdiaz @sparklepocalypse @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @onthewaytosomewhere @kiwiana-writes @inexplicablymine @eusuntgratie @magicandarchery @leojfitz @suseagull04 @captainjunglegym @iboatedhere @getmehighonmagic @violetbaudelaire-quagmire <333333
I LOVE YOU ALL AND HAPPY VALENTINES DAY FRIENDS! :D
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tailsbeth · 7 days
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cricketnationrise · 4 months
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Camboy sequel 🤭 (aka the sequel I cannot wait for)
pls accept part of a group chat who's name I won't give away but it made @celeritas2997 crack up when she saw it in the doc:
Bug: [pic] 😊 irl chaos demon: fuck that looks amazing RUDE Bug: 😇 H 🍆❤️: Am I meant to know what this is? Bug: It’s our abuela’s mole and enchiladas! i thought we agreed you wouldn’t taunt me with abuela’s cooking while you’re visiting  Bug: You agreed. I made a vague humming noise and moved on. irl chaos demon: should have read the fine print alejandro that or you should have skipped a few grades so you could already be graduated and visit more often
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kiwiana-writes · 3 months
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💖 & 🎶 for the ask game :) x
💖 What made you start writing?
Writing at all? I was an emotionally damaged kid living in the middle of bumfuck nowhere with no outlet for my big huge feelings and no access to therapy and no other way to process my emotions.
Writing RWRB fic? I avoided this fandom for two years after reading the book even though it very much scratched the fandom itch in my brain, because my Schitt's Creek hyperfixation was waning at the time but had been all-consuming and I really didn't think I had the mental capacity to jump into something else. And then the trailer for the film came out and absolutely shattered my resolve lmao. And now here I am!
🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?
I do! I don't have a specific writing playlist, though—I'm just listening to music all day every day and so whatever I'm vibing at the time is what's on. As I'm two weeks out from the Eras Tour, there's a LOT of TSwift in rotation at the moment lmao.
[Fanfic writer emoji ask]
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firenati0n · 1 day
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wip wednesday <3 :)
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hello friends :) thank you to everyone for the tags over the last few weeks (i will tag back under the cut). <3 appreciate the shouts!
here is a snip from the doc i have affectionately named nolan!alex / murphy!henry fuck around and find out, the actor au...collaborators to friends to lovers to exes to enemies to grudging partners to friends to lovers YEEHAW! pls forgive any editing errors <3
Alex's eyes are hot as he blinks back tears, Henry's profile blurring and distorting. “Tu me manques, remember? You kept saying that and I kept going ‘Oh, he's so hot when he's speaking French’ like the idiot I am. But I looked it up and it's not just ‘I miss you’, is it? It’s fucking ‘you are absent from me’, like a piece of me belongs to you, a part of you that’s mine. Why would you—why the fuck would you whisper this to me so earnestly every time you think I can’t hear you, and then turn around and pull this shit? Are you embarrassed by us, by me? Is the piece of me you have not enough?” Henry stands in front of him, eyes a little distant and haunted, fingers flexing at his sides. His silence cuts Alex to the fucking core, lances through him and gets him square in his traitorous little heart. A fickle thing, love is. Will he ever be enough for someone? Alex steels himself to say the words he’s been holding back, the words that have been pushing up behind his teeth for months, making his gums ache and jaw tingle.  “I don’t want to be your dirty little secret, Henry. I deserve better. And I think you do, too. You just won’t allow yourself to see that, and it’s killing me.”
xoxo roop
+ no pressure tags under the cut and open tag as usual <3
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@eusuntgratie @bigassbowlingballhead @magicandarchery @getmehighonmagic @violetbaudelaire-quagmire
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firstprince-ao3feed · 4 months
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Love Henry
Love, Henry https://ift.tt/res3Q8G by tailsbeth 'thinking about prince henry. somewhere he's writing incredibly beautiful, sappy front&back xmas cards for all his loved ones. he puts rosemary sprigs in the envelopes bc he thinks it's nice. bea roasts him but cries her eyes out when she reads hers. hope he's having a good day!' - Casey McQuiston. Presenting Henry's Christmas cards... Words: 695, Chapters: 2/12, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Digital Love Letters Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz, Nora Holleran, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, June Claremont-Diaz, Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont, Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Percy "Pez" Okonjo, Shaan Srivastava, Zahra Bankston, Oscar Diaz (Red White & Royal Blue), Leo (Red White & Royal Blue), Amy Chen | Amy Gupta, Cash (Red White & Royal Blue) Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Percy "Pez" Okonjo, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, June Claremont-Diaz & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Shaan Srivastava, Oscar Diaz & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Zahra Bankston & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Arthur Fox & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Amy Chen | Amy Gupta & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Epistolary, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Fluff, Christmas Cards, Sentimental, POV Henry, Established Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon via AO3 works tagged 'Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor' https://ift.tt/DnbMQN1 December 21, 2023 at 02:56PM
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