WIP Wednesday

Last Line Tag!

Thank you my beloved people for the tag, as always. @littlemisskittentoes @read-and-write- @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @happiness-of-the-pursuit @rockyroadkylers 🫶

Here's the last line I've written in my Exes to What? fic (gave it a working title and all). Hehe. Cheating a bit with the enclosed line but pls don't perceive me.

Karaokes were always the easiest way to loosen up a Henry Fox, even his favourite drink could never give him enough liquid courage to do so, but give him a mic and a dream and you'll have Henry in his element. (Alex is not entirely sure why he knows that, or still knows that; it's been over a year since they broke up.)

Tagging @blairwaldcrf @affectionatelyrs @later-2-dae @user-anakin @inexplicablymine @clottedcreamfudge @movetoheavens @mudbloodpotter05 and every who hasn't done it yet! Open tag!

Six-plus-some Sentences Sunday!

As always, thank you for the tag my beloveds @kiwiana-writes, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @littlemisskittentoes. 🫶

I was able to add words to the eSports AU WIP, so here's a little Alex and Zahra moment for everyone who celebrates.

Alex looks at Zahra expectantly, still waiting for the reprimanding she’ll send his way, but she only sighs; the look on her face shifting into something softer. “We’re all mad at that manbaby from the other team, but dealing with him like this isn’t the best way to go at it. Just play like you always do, you don’t need to be aggressive to prove he’s dogshit.” And, okay. He can’t really go against that, can he? “Sorry, Z.” “Don’t be.” Zahra reaches over to pat the top of his head, ultimately deciding to completely mess with it at the last second and eliciting a laughter out of them both.

Tagging in return because I love when people bombard my feed with words: @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @gayrootvegetable @sallysimpsons @msmarvelouswinchester @inexplicablymine @44whispers @14carrotghoul @matherines @later-2-dae @blairwaldcrf @happiness-of-the-pursuit @firenati0n and everyone else who wants to join in!

Last line tag

Thanks @anincompletelist for the tag! <3

You guessed it, Figure Skating AU, waiting for the poll to finish so it gets an official name and having a posting schedule that I won't share publicly because I don't want to jinx it for now

He breathes in and looks at the stars, only a few of them can be seen and not one of them belongs to Orion, Henry knows this, and still he convinces himself he can see it, that Orion stares directly back at him, holding him like an anchor that keeps him from drifting away.

No pressure tagging! @inexplicablymine @ssmtskw @affectionatelyrs @everwitch-magiks @14carrotghoul @heybuddy-drabbles @rockyroadkylers and everyone who sees this and thinks "oh my last line was a banger, i want people to see." this is for you

I might embark on a journey. Reading (almost) every single tsoa fanfic on ao3 from the oldest to newest (its 64 pages of fics)

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

Broke: Izzy said “I want to go” because he legitimately believed his life’s journey had reached its end.

Woke: Izzy said it so that Edward could move on, a comforting lie in the service of seeing to his beloved captain’s emotional needs one last time.

Bespoke: Izzy went into the gravy basket when he got shot, where Sea Witch Buttons appeared to him and told him if he chose life, his ultimate fate was handling the customer complaint department at Ed & Stede’s Bed & Breakfast & Seafood Restaurant & Freelance Carpentry Business, and knowing this, chose death.

Six Sentence Sunday

Took a break from writing the introspective rimming to smash out some hockey player Alex PWP, but now that that's published I'm right back on my bullshit.

Alex’s smile fades into something closer to bewilderment for a moment, and then he rolls his eyes with a huff. “For fuck’s sake, H,” he says, and he’s grinning again, which does somewhat take the sting out of the fact that Henry is very clearly being made fun of. “I. Showered.” Which… right. Somehow, despite using even fewer words than he did before, Alex has managed to make himself exceptionally clear. It first came up fairly early on—possibly the only thing that could have successfully distracted Henry from the knowledge that Alex had started watching gay porn was the earnest, flushed way he’d asked whether this was actually something people did in real life—and has been a regular feature of their phone sex since.

Forever feeling feral for whatever y'all are up to, so tagging @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @blairwaldcrf @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @dumbpeachjuice @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @myheartalivewrites @orchidscript @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me 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.

An archivist found a long forgotten 8mm film reel in an old metal box, marked "Philippines 1942". Thinking it was lost WWII footage, he sent it in to be restored/digitized. When he got the footage back, he found puppies instead (via)