Just Had To Have A 45 Minute Meeting With My Fellow Teachers To Talk About What Happens If ICE Raids

Just had to have a 45 minute meeting with my fellow teachers to talk about what happens if ICE raids our school.

If you think this doesn’t affect people you know, or that you won’t have to deal with it, I promise you will.

Don’t talk to ICE, don’t let them in anywhere, don’t give them any information, and most definitely don’t let them take anyone.

Fuck this country and fuck ICE and fuck anyone who disagrees. If you support trump I think you’re a mouth breather who should be curb stomped into oblivion.

I would take a bullet for my students, I won’t stand by and let them be taken away.

Gotta Play the Part, Babe

AN: yes yes, it’s late but not that late. It’s short, but school is getting real busy. Hope you enjoy this short firstprince fic for day 12!

Alex couldn't be happier that Henry was able to fly in for Halloween. He arrived just in time to get ready for the party, but it would seem that Alex was already dressed for the occasion. His hair was slicked back and he wore a white shirt with puffy sleeves and a lace collar paired with a black cape. To top off the look, he wore fangs and fake blood dripped from his lips, long dried by now.

Henry on the other hand, went a completely different route. For some, jeans and a cowboy hat weren't a costume, but for Prince Henry, it certainly was. And he looked damn good in those jeans. So good, in fact, that Alex wanted to sink his teeth in.

As soon as he was able, Alex dragged him up to his room, passionately making out along the way. When they were safe in the privacy of his room, he pressed Henry against the wall, arms pinned beside his head as he kissed down his neck.

He tilted his head back, granting Alex free access to his neck which in hindsight was a mistake. His neck was sensitive on the best of days, and downright unbearable any other, not to mention Alex still had on those realistic fangs and okay, that really had no right tickling that much.

"A-Ahalex!" a giggle slipped out as he panted for breath. He could feel Alex grin against his skin, sending chills down his spine. "Your fahahangs!"

"You like them?" he purred and gave another nip with his teeth. He shrieked, scrunching his neck as bubbly giggles flooded the room.

"Thehehey really tihihickle!" he whined, a massive grin firmly in place. The fake teeth were dull enough not to hurt, but just sharp enough to feel absolutely maddening.

“Good to know they’re practical,” he teased, nibbling at the spot just below Henry’s ear making him go weak in the knees. Alex caught him under the arms, making his laughter spike when fingers dug in his armpits. He arched a brow, mouthing along his throat and relishing in every gasp, giggle and stutter it drew out of him. “Oh you like this,” Alex purred after a moan intermingled with his breathless snickers.

“Ohoho shut uhuhup!” he scolded, no heat in his words.

“You know cowboy-“ that prompted an eye roll from Henry, “You’re looking mighty tasty.” The blush that found his cheeks was downright ravishing.

“W-what?” he stuttered, pressing himself further against the wall. Alex smirked, leaning in until his lips brushed the shell of his ear, speaking in a low husky voice.

“I vant to suck you blood.”

Henry couldn’t possibly keep a straight face and burst out laughing. Alex feigned offense.

“And here I was trying to be sexy!”

“Nohot with that accent!” Henry teased through giggles. Alex scoffed and dove back in, scraping his teeth against his neck. Loud shrieks and cackles echoed through the room and down the empty White House halls.