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on december

albert camus notebooks \\ oliver herford i heard a bird sing (via @soracities) \\ charles wright the world of the ten thousand things: poems 1980-1990: "december journal" \\ nelly sachs the enigmas of night \\ regina spektor soviet kitsch: "december" \\ natalie diaz manhattan is a lenape word (via @metamorphesque) \\ renée brock streets, a song (tr. linkhorn & judy cochran)

kofi

Six Sentence Sunday

Today I am using Six Sentence Sunday to unveil my new banner and Official Title™ of the RWRB dads' storyline swap fic — though the working title of Daddy Issues has been fun, it really doesn't fit the ~vibes~ so without further ado, it's now named... Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago).

This fic is lowkey an accidental song fic for "From Eden" and I'm kinda obsessed. Without further ado, enjoy this excerpt (warning for reference to loss of parent):

If Oscar Díaz were here, maybe he’d ask, “Isn’t that the boy you had that crush on, mijo?” Maybe he’d make an observation, something like “He’s a looker.” Maybe he’d urge Alex on, whispering, “Trust the Díaz charm. Shoot your shot, chamaco.” But he’s not here, and the truth is Alex doesn’t know what his father would say.  So instead, he just has to trust his gut — which is telling him to turn away from the hot almost-naked boys and approach the hot English-prince-son-of-James-Bond boy. He may be fully clothed — in a button down and blazer in Rio in August — but he’s featured in way too many of Alex’s dreams for him to miss this opportunity.

Shout out to @littlemisskittentoes for the titling help! And thank you to @kiwiana-writes and @zwiazdziarka for the tags!

I'm early-ish for once, so no-pressure tagging: @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @matherines @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @rmd-writes @saintlynomenclature @tintagel-or-cockleshells @ssmtskw @welcometololaland @14carrotghoul but if I forgot you and you see this, the tag is open! Tag me though so I can see :)

Seven Sentence Sunday🌟

Thank you @ssmtskw @kiwiana-writes @anincompletelist @littlemisskittentoes @happiness-of-the-pursuit and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf for the tags! :)

Here's another snippet from my Flashback When You Met Me - this is in scene one from the first time that Alex noticed Henry and it makes me laugh (and maybe I need encouragement to keep writing this fic)

Nora sneaks another investigative look over her shoulder. “I thought you usually hated the pretentious type.” She isn’t wrong. Usually, the whole stiff-collar-and-pressed-slacks thing would send Alex running — he has no interest in dating some stuck-up-dude-bro who thrives off of daddy’s money and would try to, like, sell him stocks or get him to invest in his “totally legit” pyramid scheme selling knives as pillow talk — but this man seems…different. Softer. Alex doesn’t respond. Instead, he claims, “I’m gonna go over there.”

Tagging @inexplicablymine @read-and-write- @sherryvalli @leaves-of-laurelin @myheartalivewrites and anyone else who sees this and wants to post

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.

If it was possible to like work part time and afford a place on your own anywhere it would change everything like the lives that would flourish the art that would be getting made the ideas and love and beauty that would be expressed it would change the world and they don’t want that…. They do not want that at all

Last Line Tag

thank you SO much to my lovelies @rockyroadkylers @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @suseagull04 for the tags!!

introducing the first of a few new ✨kittentoes aesthetic✨ banners!

anywho, this little snippet is from threesgiving, finally live and ready for consumption!!

But, for now, it’s just Alex and Henry, and this simple sliver of elysium.

a no pressure tag for some go-to’s and a few “out on a limb” tags to some folx i admire! @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @ssmtskw @wordsofhoneydew @inexplicablymine @kiwiana-writes @14carrotghoul @orchidscript @anincompletelist

What a year this week has been.

of course stede is getting high on the attention he's receiving he was an outcast all his life and his dream of becoming a pirate was always taken as a joke so him getting praised over blackbeard? his crew cheering him on before killing ned? getting fans among the very people who used to make fun of him? i fucking hate it here but ugh love it when characters are consistent and well written like fuck yes gimme flawed and stupid decisions that are made according to their backstories and personalities

I recently read this Red White and Royal Blue fanfic on AO3 called It's Nice to Have a Friend by mainstreamelectricalparade. Guys it was so freaking adorable, I had to make some fanart for it

I would’ve tagged the author but I’m honestly not sure if they have Tumblr. I’ll just tag the fic instead

There's a sigh of reverie for each thought of her in mind. A silent form of worship, and a quiet prayer, all dedicated to her. This is what love is, to me, a lasting effect of a religion ingrained in the depths of my heart—one I have kept buried for so long I had accepted a life that carried on without such a concept—until, of course, you. Pounding at my doors, stringing with you the kind of consequence that seems good enough even at the face of eternal damnation.

I am no saint, however. In fact, I will never be one, but this remains good.

My scriptures tell me loving you is a sin, but I will have no qualms spending an entire lifetime to repent for each kiss, each hold, each embrace; covering ground and crusading over the maps of our skins. All this that I've done, I will continue to be doing, if only to serve my way of believing in a god that shows itself in the briefest of moments. He is there as I look into your eyes, she bestows upon me her blessing when our breaths meld together, it graciously leaves space for prayer when the gasping reach their peak, at the parting of limbs, within containing water — perhaps that is why Moses’ story continue to be passed onto generation after generation.

This was not meant to be tucked in the deepest corner of an abysmal closet.

I believe it now, have witnessed it myself, albeit not in its truest form. This is the closest I will ever get to Heaven, and I willingly resign to such fate. Even angels pale in comparison to your existence; divine, yet finite; immaculate, yet painfully human.

How can it possibly get any better than that?