My Take On What Could Have Happened If Arthur Was There The First Time Alex And Henry Met At Rio 💛

dramatic eyes. dramatic lips. drama on the cheeks.

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It's (almost) the season! And, because I want a Christmas project (don't look at my WIP list, don't look at it, don't do it), I have decided to invent one:

CCF'S ADVENT JUKEBOX 2023

My terms, should you choose to accept them:

Submit a song you want me to use as First Prince writing inspiration via Tumblr (no anons, sorry, I like to live a peaceful life)

If you want, you can add in a little something about why you've submitted it - e.g. what the song makes you think of in relation to the characters, how many times it's made you cry, whether or not you sing it in the car with seat-based dance moves, etc.

If you have an AO3 username, let me know what it is so that I can tag you excessively upon posting

I will then attempt to either a) write a short fic inspired by your chosen song, or b) write a chapter of a longer fic, all the chapters of which will somehow mesh together through the power of love and caffeinated beverages

Step 5: Profit???

I've decided to assume that I won't get too many of these to do, so I have absolutely no contingency plan for getting more than I bargained for. Isn't that fun! No, I don't think this will be a problem, why?

Posting will occur from the 1st of December - happy submitting! Nearly said 'happy submission' but I feel like that's a very different sign-off.

20 Questions Game for Fic Writers!

Tagged by @blairwaldcrf (I haven't done this yet to tag you so I'll take it as you tagging me.)

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

It's only 14 right now but including the 4 I've orphaned so far, 18!

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

It says 60,364! (not including the orphaned works)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Haikyuu, BNHA, RWRB, and Shameless!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

some part of me came alive | rwrb | 10,979 words

Smoke Slow | rwrb | 2,026 words

On the Off Chance | shameless | 5,780 words

Terrible Things | rwrb | 4,038 words

dreamy little you | rwrb | 1,666 words

5. Do you respond to comments?

I dooo I always dooo.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

The one I repurposed for FP because that plot went down the worst way.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

To date it's probably some part of me came alive or Love Songs in the Key of Liam. (I'm realizing yet again that most of the shit I write have no comfort.)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No one's directly spoken about it to me yet so no.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I don't know what kind I write LMFAO. Mostly fade to black beginnings of a hook up but full on smut I've not exactly tried yet.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve ever written?

Haven't yet but I've been wanting to!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes but it's a very old oneshot someone requested me to translate in Tagalog.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Yes.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I had an elaborate outline and draft for a Matsuhana college AU once but... creative juices no worky.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Inner monologue probably.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue ALWAYS.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

This depends. Is the entire fic in a other language? Yes, bet. Is it not? Still interesting I would eat it up. (forever just happy to be here)

19. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Please don't perceive me.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Bloom. I'm plugging it because it's the first Matsuhana retrospective no comfort piece I wrote (that comforted me as I wrote it tbh), it's basically my firstborn on ao3 as well. I feel about it deeply simply because I also wrote this at a very memorable time in my life. I channeled a lot of shit into that thing, hence my unlimited overprotectiveness and fondness for it.

Tagging you guys if you haven't done it yet! @littlemisskittentoes @kiwiana-writes @later-2-dae @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inexplicablymine @movetoheavens @rockyroadkylers @user-anakin @affectionatelyrs @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @heartitinthesilence @14carrotghoul @44whispers @arand0mdutchgirl

WIP Wednesday

Thank you so much for the tags @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @cha-melodius and @read-and-write- ❤️❤️ I wasn't gonna post today but I resurrected my Shaan character exploration so here you go!

As he's sprinting to Henry's rooms, he texts Gerri with shaking fingers: Get B to H's room NOW He keys in, grateful that Henry is still sleeping and that he didn't find out alone or from someone far less sympathetic to his circumstances. A flash of an old memory rears its ugly head: his brother and the devastation on his face when their cousin outed him at a family dinner. How he was only a child and didn't even know what being gay meant but understood in an instant that his eldest, most daring brother was afraid, and there was nothing he could do to stop the ugly chaos that followed. Henry wakes with a start, shocked to see him. "Shaan? What's wrong?"

Open tag because I've done a terrible job at keeping up with who has posted!!

also, something something, ed telling those kids that he and stede aren't pirates but that actually they run an inn together was ed voicing his fantasy aloud bc he could write it off as a joke but when it came down to it he was too afraid of rejection to actually ask stede to run away with him because it went so ass-backwards last time so he just, ON A WHIM, decides to be a fisherman because it hurts less to assume that stede won't want to leave piracy for him than to ask and be rejected again, something about safe spaces and trauma and needing the space to heal and how they're both still acting on whims, something something

WIP Wednesday

Heyyyy it's WIP Wednesday, and I haven't written a single word since my last drabble on Christmas morning! Currently, I am grateful for WIPs that are staring mournfully at me from my docs, waiting to be completed.

Thanks be to @kiwiana-writes @firenati0n @ssmtskw and @anincompletelist for the tags this week!

As much as I've been trying to play my NYE AU close to the chest, I am simply bursting to share more with y'all, so I'd like to introduce you to a portion of the fic that had @ssmtskw apparently laughing out loud earlier.

“I have an idea,” Nora pipes up, the siblings turning their collective attention on her as a shower of rainbow glitter drifts to the ground at her feet. “How about you find someone to spend the evening with? Just pick someone who draws you in, whether it’s vibes or looks or whatever, and ask them to be your date tonight.” “I don’t need a date,” Alex retorts. “No, but you want one, don’t you? You’re always complaining about being our third wheel. So go find a fourth and make it a whole car,” Nora teases, squeezing Alex’s cheek. He swats her hand away and throws up his middle finger. “I’m not asking you to pick out wedding rings. Just find a hot stranger in a mask to grind on for the night.” “Can you not?” June begs, grimacing at the thought before adding, “Aside from the…grinding…she has a point, Alex. Your sister and her girlfriend are your only friends in a city of millions. It’s time to branch out, baby bro.” Alex rolls his eyes, ready with a fresh argument about how he has friends, thank you very much. But the words immediately die on his tongue, the bitter taste of a lie that he has to swallow back down quickly and hopes to drown in liquor later tonight. “Fine,” he grumbles, the hot pink arms of his blazer crossed dramatically over his chest. June reaches up and quickly ruffles his curls before throwing open the doors and dashing inside, Nora hot on her heels. After a brief moment of rearranging his hair back to its pre-sister perfection, he heaves a deep breath, opens the doors, and steps inside.

Tossing some no pressure tags out for my lovelies: @adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @daisymae-12 @duchessdepolignaca03 @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @heybuddy-drabbles @indomitable-love @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy@magicandarchery @ninzied @priincebutt @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @roseharpermaxwell @ships-to-sail @songliili @sparklepocalypse @statueinthestonetoo @stereopticons @suseagull04 @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells @user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew 

I love you polyamory. I love you, girlfriend. I love you boyfriend. I love you partner. I love you partner. I love you, partner. I love you, partner. I love you p--

this is my son that I love

WIP Wednesday

Happy Wednesday! :) Thank you to @kiwiana-writes @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @littlemisskittentoes @leaves-of-laurelin @ships-to-sail @rockyroadkylers @inexplicablymine and @anincompletelist for the tags (so many of y'all this week omg mwah)

I posted this in the Brownstone already but I want to share it here too - it may be a while but... gymnast AU anyone?

Henry fucking Fox. Alex hates the man on principle. He garnered his fame through conducting an illegal move — in an infuriating flawless manner, Alex hates to admit — all sharp turns that could cut the pregnant silence that lasted the four seconds he was airborne. Fox’s precision was devastating. An admission of his perfection is one that you couldn’t pry out of Alex’s cold, chalked-up hands. Because, for lack of less petulant terms, it’s not fucking fair. If Alex had tried a move like that, he wouldn’t have gotten praise. There would be no standing ovation. No acclimation or praise in the media. No exasperation over the bravery he must inhabit to even dare such a thing. No, Alex would’ve been called a disgrace — would’ve been called out on his gall, the impudence he must have. He can imagine the headlines, the string of words that would appear next to Claremont-Diaz in bold font. Risky. Unkempt. Brash. Unprofessional.

Tagging those who hyped me up (THANK U) and everyone else I would love to see work from (no pressure and open to everyone as always) @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @everwitch-magiks @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @whimsymanaged @myheartalivewrites @cricketnationrise and @daisymae-12

you call the shots babe (i just wanna be yours)

E || 9.9k || Dub-Con (due to intoxication)

“I wish David were here.” The sigh from his lips rustles one of Alex’s curls loosened away from under the cap. Alex’s eyebrows scrunch together and there’s a new mask edging his features. One Henry can’t quite place in his filmy headspace. “Oh. I thought… Pez said you didn’t have a boyfriend?”

The bark of laughter pulled from Henry’s throat is loud and unfettered. The kind of laugh he usually keeps hidden away or stifled behind the guard of a hand against his mouth.

“No, no. I mean yes, Pez’s right. But David isn’t–” Another giggle breaks into the words. “David’s a beagle, Alex.”

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or, Henry gets high, and Alex is everything he's ever wanted.