#Stellarm

[kiwiana-writes]

For the "No excuses" writing meme - Alex and Henry are alone in a small room and the door is stuck and refuses to open

[insert prompt here] – you post a prompt, and i’ll write three sentences based on that prompt, set in the same time/setting as my current project

I set this in the Doctor Who AU time/setting because why the fuck not:

"What do you mean it won't open?" "I don't know what you think was unclear, exactly, but what I mean is that the bloody door won't open!" Henry tugs again, just in case, but it absolutely refuses to budge. Christ, what he wouldn't give for a sonic screwdriver right about now.

[No excuses writing meme]

[piratefalls]

Go to karaoke song? (either yours or, if you don't karaoke, pick a character and say what theirs is and why)

I couldn't do karaoke the one time I had the chance to (I was a little sick) but I would have done Love Story by Taylor Swift because my friend is a fan and it was also her bachelorette party lol. it's easier to get away with sounding bad at karaoke when you do songs everyone will sing along to! on a night I'm really feeling myself I'd probably go with "leave the pieces" by the wreckers.

[welcometololaland]

if you get this and feel like it, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog <3

oh this is such a sweet idea, thanks friend!

hmm 3 random facts:

i'm a sensitive little crab aka. a cancerian 🦀

i'm a quasi-elite pole dancer (i say quasi because on a bad day i demote myself) - my favourite tricks are flips off the static pole but i'm a spin girlie at heart 💃

my coffee order is a strong oat milk latte or a long black/americano, depending on how much caffeine i need ☕️

tell me three facts about yourself! i'm intruiged!

[sophie1973]

We've seen Alex's reaction to Henry ghosting him, but what do you think Henry's reaction would be to Alex suddenly ghosting Henry?

Ooooh that is a good question.

I think it would depend of the timing ? If instead of the Lake House they were in London and Alex had left, I think Henry would have try to reach him at first but at some point would have given up and withdraw into himself. The romantic in me would like to think he fought for them like Alex did, but I don't think he would have at that point. He would have resign himself to be left alone once more.

That being said I don't think Alex is the ghosting kind because of his abandonment issues (at least in the book). But it would be a nice "what if" to explore.

What do you think ?

[ladadiida]

𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

heavily injured from a battle in the xianzhou luofu, you thought it would be the first and last time you see your stellarmate—but then you wake up in his arms, with him treating your wounds despite showing signs of disinterest in your bond when you first met.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 soulmate au, angst, unrequited love, mentions of blood and injury descriptions, possessiveness, blade's pov, him just taking care of you with a sprinkle of angst

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 stellarmate = soulmate (inspired from stellar jade so original i know) this is actually from the blade fic that i plan on writing but this can be read as a standalone! also, if you get the ts reference in this we are automatically besties. may blade wanters be blade havers

𝐰𝐜 1.8k

soaking the dirty piece of cloth in the cold water, blade let the icy liquid gather in the fabric before lifting it out and wringing it dry until it became nothing but an improvised damp towel.

it wasn't even guaranteed that it was clean enough to be put on your forehead, since the cloth was only ripped off from your dirtied skirt. however, he had no choice but to use it in the end. your body went into a shock after losing too much blood in a battle between you and some mara-struck soldiers, resulting into a high fever.

with the moon positioned at its highest point in the night sky, blade guessed that it was already midnight, meaning that he hadn't caught a wink of sleep ever since he fled the xianzhou with your unconscious body in his arms and warped to a planet he first thought of. this was nothing new. he could stay up all night and his body wouldn't feel anything at all.

blade approached your resting figure in the small cave you were both currently residing in. observing your face for a moment, which was formed in a deep frown, he brushed away the stray hairs out of your face as carefully as he could, then placed the damp cloth on your forehead.

your fever wasn't going down throughout the evening, with your body covered in sweat and hastily wrapped bandages. your shoulders were bare since your most grave injury was a stab wound near your heart, caused by a sharp blade of a mara-struck soldier, and so he was forced to rip open the top part of your shirt to stop the bleeding.

beside your now wrapped wound was none other than your mark. your stellar mark. blade can only stare at it. even when he was placing a bandage over your wound, he didn't dare touch the area where the mark rested on your skin. until now, he was still in disbelief over the fact that the aeons gave him a counterpart, his other half. after all the torment and pain, he, of all people, was blessed with a stellarmate.

he went over to the bonfire in the middle of the cave, where he was boiling medicinal herbs with water using a bowl he made out of stone. years worth of travelling between planets made him gain knowledge of which food to eat or which plant is safe to intake. emerald-iii wasn't a foreign land to blade; he had visited the planet before twice, accompanied by kafka.

speaking of his companion, blade thought back to the xianzhou while waiting for you to wake up and for the medicine to finish cooking. she must be looking for him right now, maybe even asked silver wolf to track him down. your astral express friends might be searching for you too.

he closed his eyes. the image of you lying in your own pool of blood appeared in his mind. blood was also dripping down the side of your mouth, and your eyes were already starting to close when he found you. the pain and rage and fear he felt all over his body was nothing compared to his never-ending death. and he felt his mark burning too, wanting to seek revenge to the people who hurt what was his, wanting to kill them clean with his broken—

"b—lade?" your broken voice came out in a pained wheeze. you coughed shortly after, throat dry and parched. blade turned around and looked at you. your eyes were barely open, but he can see your confusion and distress. "you're...h-here?"

"fool. don't try to talk. you are currently in a weak state." he scolded, glowering at you with his crimson eyes narrowed in slits.

you shook your head repeatedly, slowly lifting your shivering arms and wrapping them around yourself. "i-it hurts, blade..." you complained as tears lined up your eyes, fingers brushing against your wounded shoulder, "...and it's c-cold."

blade gave you a blank stare. he didn't know what to say to you. it was the first time you talked to each other properly, and the first time you were alone together. but it seemed like you were in a state of delirium, seeing that you weren't scared of expressing yourself.

you whined while sniffing, "so cold...why is it so cold?"

he sighed in defeat and shrugged off his tailcoat, leaving him in only bandages wrapped around his torso. he scooted over to you and covered your body with his coat. "we are in emerald-iii, therefore, the weather is constantly changing. endure it while i finish the medicine."

"medicine?" you asked curiously, pulling his coat up to your face.

blade clicked his tongue in annoyance. "one more question and i will abandon you here."

you were silent for the next minutes as you patiently waited beside him. he removed the stone bowl from the fire, and saw that the water has turned a greyish green due to the medicinal herbs. to further melt down the remaining floating leaves, he gave the liquid a quick stir by moving it in a back and forth motion.

bringing it up to your lips, he commanded, "drink."

moving your head forward, you sipped from the bowl, but you immediately coughed it out. after recovering from the series of coughs, you let out, "it's bitter—!"

"you dare complain when i boiled these herbs for hours just so they become pure enough to consume." blade snapped impatiently, "do you wish to be well or not?"

you nodded quickly, not wanting to anger him any further. "okay. i'll drink it."

it took you a few more tries before you get to take all the medicine down your throat, your face scrunched in disgust by the time you finished drinking it.

without warning, blade scooped you up and placed your head against his shoulder. he started taking off your bloodied bandages, and once it was all removed, he examined the wound. he already cleaned and stitched it up hours ago, but it was still bleeding. it can't be helped. the supplies were sparse and the cut was too deep, and with your fever adding up, he was not sure if you'll survive the night.

sweat began lining up his forehead. gritting his teeth, he took a fresh batch of bandages and started to wrap them on you again.

why? why was he doing this? why was he trying to keep you alive? each time the bandage circled around your arm, blade's movements became more frustrated and quick and rough. he didn't even notice you gazing at him with a dazed expression until you chuckled softly.

blade scowled. "speak if you wish to say something."

"are you real?" you murmured weakly, your hushed voice cracking in between words, lacking the usual gentle tone yet it was still tinted with naivety and awe that it made him freeze. all the frustration and anger was washed away and was instead replaced with confusion to your question.

your eyelids kept drooping down, not allowing him to see the beautiful shade of your warm eyes that reminded him of the brightest stars of the xianzhou sky. it was fine; as long as he gets to hold you like this, your head against his shoulder, your bare skin against his with the moonlight shining over you, then everything was fine.

feeling his heart skid to a stop for a thousandth time that night, blade can't help but to slowly reach out, and although his bandaged hand hesitated to land on your skin, afraid it might tint your innocence with his sins, he allowed himself to caress your cheek. it did not surprise him at all when your face fit perfectly in the palm of his wounded hand, your warmth proceeding to seep through his thin and bloodied bandages. a stray tear suddenly fell down your smooth skin, and this time, he didn't hesitate to wipe it off with his thumb.

"what do you mean?" he whispered, leaning in closer to you. you didn't answer for a minute, your breathing growing heavy.

then you laughed. "i don't know," you said, "i feel like i just made you up."

more tears escaped from your eyes as you continued, "you wouldn't...boil some strange herbs for me, or wrap me up in your coat. or treat my wounds, or even talk to me. you wouldn't want to be near me. you wouldn't do that."

"i have no time for your nonsense." blade replied with the intention of sounding harsh, but it came out weak instead. you smiled at him tearily, placing your hand on top of his.

"we are going to be unbound soon." you assured him, and blade swore his stellarmark was stung the second you said those words, "and as soon as i get well, i will immediately seek the aeons and get our marks removed. then you wouldn't have to see me ever again."

he swallowed, speechless for the first time. unbeknownst to him, he was slowly pulling you closer to his chest, his fingers digging into your skin in an attempt to keep you all to himself. his breathing grew uneven as he thought of you walking away from him, forgetting him, not thinking of him, and you belonging to someone else that wasn't him. his heartbeat grew irregular at the thought of not seeing you again.

blade had the sudden urge to cover up his mark and protect it from the world. it was his. it was his and his alone, and no one was going to take it away from him. not even the aeons.

"but do you want to know a secret?" you continued quietly, your smile growing wide, "if the aeons would give me a chance to pick a stellarmate again, i would choose you."

yes. he was going to keep this mark. and he was going to keep you. ever single person who will lay their hand on your skin will meet the sharpness of his sword, and every single one who will stand in between your bond shall face his wrath.

"i would you choose you, again, and again, and again, until you want me back. until you love me back."

the second you wake up from your delirious state, he'll tell you of his new plans, and he imagined you in disbelief, surprised and hesitant and hopeless but you'll nod and you'll take his hand, and you'll run, run, run, and leave it all behind.

"oh, look at the moon," you exclaimed, pointing a finger to the crescent shaped light, and he ignored the way your breaths were growing shallow each time you talk, "look at the moon, blade. it's so pretty. the moon is so pretty."

blade pulled you closer to his chest and rested his chin on top of your head as a sinister grin started to grow on his lips, along with an unfamiliar flame beginning to ignite in his amber crimson eyes. you were his. you were his.

and not even elio can change that.

[onthewaytosomewhere]

WIP WEDNESDAY

alright alright alright - so i'm getting this done now and using the tags i already got tonight thanks ever so much @theprinceandagcd & @priincebutt (and also for the sunday tag nico) 💚

i'm still on my southern philanthropy or liam/pez one night stand fic so that's what we're getting

Liam motions with his head toward the bar, and Percy nods; he feels Percy’s hand in his, and before he knows it, they’re in a roped-off area with its own bar. Percy leads him to a table with bottles of water and a bottle of some top-shelf whiskey with glasses on the table. Liam takes the water he’s handed and opens it, taking a swig as he watches Percy pour a couple of fingers into a glass for each of them over a couple of ice cubes. It’s interesting because he only knows two other people who drink it this exact way. Actually, he thinks it’s this exact brand; Henry’s made Alex’s taste in whiskey even more expensive than it used to be. It’s definitely not the Maker’s Mark they used to sneak in high school. The whiskey tastes smooth on his tongue, and Liam thinks about how other things might taste as well as he watches Percy’s mouth around the rim of his glass. As Percy’s tongue catches the drop of whiskey left on it when he pulls away his glass, he wonders what it might be like to follow that tongue with his own and chase the taste of the expensive whiskey into his mouth. He’s thinking about his tongue in Percy’s mouth as Percy says something he misses in his contemplation. The smirk Percy sends him alerts him to the fact that he missed something, and he pulls himself back to the moment and says, “I’m sorry, what was that?” “I was just wondering what you thought of the whiskey; from what I understand, whiskey is one of those things you southern boys drink; well, based on the accent, I’m assuming southern.” “Yeah, Texas.” “Huh, Texas boys and their whiskey, I guess,” Percy mutters under his breath and shrugs. Liam briefly wonders what he means by that but lets it slide for now. Maybe he’ll remember to ask later.

-- he won't remember to ask later lolz but he will figure out what he means

open tag for anyone who wants to play and other no-pressure tags beneath the cut cuz well, they still are messed up as far as i know lolz

also i got a stack of sunday/monday tags that i'm saying thank you so much for and well flinging them right back for wednesday tags 💚 @suseagull04 @taste-thewaste @tailsbeth-writes @firstsprinces @stellarm

@thesleepyskipper @bitbybitwrites @blueeyedgrlwrites @littlemisskittentoes

& adding some that might wanna play and some to just say hi @adreamareads @agame-writes @agostobuwan @anincompletelist @dragonflylady77

@duchessdepolignaca03 @england-would-fall @firenati0n @forever-fixating @getmehighonmagic

@heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @inell @inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway

@jmagnabo92 @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy

@mikibwrites @msmarvelouswinchester @nocoastposts @piratefalls @sophie1973

@thedramasummer @thinkof-england @tinyarmedtrex @typicalopposite @wordsofhoneydew

@yrsacdfox @cricketnationrise @cha-melodius @orchidscript @captainjunglegym

@eusuntgratie @bigassbowlingballhead @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @oxfordslutphase

[indestructibleheart]

Thanks to several people for the tag, including @myheartalivewrites, @piratefalls, @kiwiana-writes, and a few more included below the cut because Tumblr is an asshole and STILL won't allow more than a few tags in a single line. I wish this website a very merry fuck you.

This week, you are getting a very silly snippet of text messages from my canon divergence coffee shop run-in. Pay no attention to the fact that I haven't named the coffee shop just yet lmfao. #Priorities.

11:12 a.m. guys you won't fucking believe who just walked into [name of coffee shop] irl chaos demon 11:13 a.m. carmen electra  BUG 11:13 a.m. Barack Obama irl chaos demon 11:13 a.m. Mitch McConnell eating a banana BUG 11:13 a.m. Reese Witherspoon, but specifically as Elle Woods irl chaos demon 11:13 a.m. the ghost of alexander hamilton BUG 11:14 a.m. Nicholas Cage carrying the Declaration of Independence 11:14 a.m. are you done irl chaos demon 11:14 a.m. shirtless jeff goldblum

Tagging some lovelies under the cut. If you have not been tagged and you want to be, consider this your tag!

@anchoredarchangel, @cha-melodius, @cricketnationrise, 

@firenati0n, @guillermosfamiliar, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, 

@hippolotamus, @inexplicablymine, @jettestar, 

@kiwiana-writes, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @missgeevious, 

@myheartalivewrites, @ninzied, @nontoxic-writes, 

@notspecialbabe, @orchidscript, @piratefalls, 

@priincebutt, @rmd-writes, @three-drink-amy, 

@treluna4, @vanillahigh00, @welcometololaland, 

@orchidscript, @ships-to-sail, @stellarm, 

@stereopticons

[theprinceandagcd]

wip wednesday!

thanks @priincebutt for the early tag! I just posted recently and that'll probably be all y'all get from me until after I've DEFENDED MY DOCTORAL DISSERTATION!?!?

but in the meantime here's a @aroyallybigbangrwrb snippet that is the lead up to maybe my favorite smut scene I've ever written :)

“So nothing you can’t miss?”  “If he didn’t take attendance, I’d skip.”  “Interesting.” At Henry’s tone, Alex risks another look over at him, and that dark smirk has definitely returned. Something sinister is flirting around the edges of Henry’s expression, tantalizing and sexy and quickly pushing Alex back toward hot and flustered.  After a pause, Henry speaks again. “And I’m assuming that, as is typical, it’s only that little window of you that your classmates can see? And that you are visible but muted?”  Confused as to why Henry is suddenly so interested in the mechanisms of Zoom, Alex blinks at him. “Uh, yeah. They can’t see me otherwise, and they can’t hear me unless I choose to unmute.”  Without another word, Henry stands and takes a few steps toward Alex, looking like a goddamn Calvin Klein model in the middle of Alex’s apartment. He pauses a few feet away, and just when Alex is about to ask him what he’s doing, Henry smirks and drops to his hands and knees and crawls toward him.  He pushes gently on Alex’s leg when he gets to him, and Alex scoots his chair back, trying to figure out what in God’s name Henry is doing when— Oh.  

no pressure tags! @adreamareads @anincompletelist @blueeyedgrlwrites @dragonflylady77 @everwitch-magiks

@fckngyrs @firenati0n @henryspearl @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

@inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway @jmagnabo92 @kj-bee @magicandarchery

@ninzied @nocoastposts @nontoxic-writes @onthewaytosomewhere @porcelainmortal

@read-and-write- @sophie1973 @stellarm @suseagull04 @thesleepyskipper

@tinyarmedtrex @wordsofhoneydew + open tag - tag me if you use it :)

[hgejfmw-hgejhsf]

Six Sentence Sunday!

Y'ALL, LOOK AT MY NEW HEADER. LOOK AT IT. I CRY EVERY SINGLE TIME I DO. The lovely and incredible and amazing @roseapothecary aka @indestructibleheart made this for me, as an early present for my birthday coming up in a couple weeks, and I actually cried, it's so beautiful and perfect. Which is precisely why I feel the need to really bring it with these sentences today, to honor the debut of such a lovely header.

I need to say thanks to @stellarm @kiwiana-writes and @junebugclaremontdiaz for the tags already this morning!

Without further ado, have more than six sentences from an upcoming one shot that I'm still not entirely certain how to finish and currently have Alex/Henry left in two very interesting positions because I was writing at work, as one does, and work ended, and then I definitely didn't do any writing when I got home. Oops?

Alex opens and closes his mouth several more times, the gears in his brilliant mind sufficiently lubricated by whiskey but moving far too quickly for him to grasp the proper words in the proper order. “Can you lift me again?” he finally asks, a sigh escaping his lips once the words have been set free. Henry quirks an eyebrow, curiosity clearly piqued. “Any higher and we’re on the roof, love,” he teases, glancing up at the ceiling above their heads. “And as romantic as that might be, I’m not entirely certain I can climb the ladder for both of us.” Alex shakes his head immediately, his curls tickling Henry’s cheek with the movement. “I need–” he starts, pursing his lips to cut himself off. Henry presses a light kiss against his closed mouth in silent reassurance. “I need you to fuck me against the wall.”

Tags behind the cut for lots of lovelies (Tumblr keeps trying to tell me I have too many friends and I tell it to fuck off), and an always open tag for anyone who wants me to see what they're sharing this week!

@adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @agame-writes @anincompletelist @barbiediaz @bigassbowlingballhead @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @duchessdepolignaca03 @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @guillermosfamiliar @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @msmarvelouswinchester @ninzied @nocoastposts @notspecialbabe @onthewaytosomewhere @priincebutt @rockyroadkylers @ships-to-sail @songliili @sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @suseagull04 @theprinceandagcd @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells @typicalopposite @user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew @zwiazdziarka

[kiwiana-writes]

Six(ish) Sentence Sunday

Thank you so much for the tags, @stellarm @welcometololaland @rmd-writes! To nobody's surprise, Doctor Who AU is still fucking with me. My favourite remaining bracket is [smut, probably????] but here's something from a little before that lol:

“Your efforts in returning this to us are appreciated.” He closes the safe with an audible snap, locking the diamond away, beyond anyone’s reach. “I would have your name, so that it may be shared with my people.” Henry feels a flush creeping up the back of his neck. He despises this part. It’s the bare minimum of decency, surely? “That isn’t necessary.” “But it is our custom.” The Halassi fixes him with a long stare. “You would not deny us this?” It’s not a custom Henry has ever heard of; then again, he’s not so arrogant as to pretend he knows the social intricacies of every species, no matter how much of time and space he’s visited. And, after all, what harm can his name do? “Henry Fox.” “Thank you.” The Halassi smiles, but panic claws at the pit of Henry’s stomach. It’s not a smile of appreciation, but one of a hunter catching his prey. “Confirmation received.” As one, every other patron of the bar stands and turns to face them, guns drawn. Henry spins on his heel, but it only confirms what he already suspected: they’re completely surrounded. No way out. “For fuck’s sake.” Oddly, Alex sounds more exasperated than fearful—almost as though he’s faced this exact situation before. Perhaps Henry should have asked a few more questions before agreeing to take him as a travelling companion, however briefly. “I fucking hate guns.”

If writing this has taught me anything, it's that they should definitely let The Doctor say fuck.

Tagging @agame-writes @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @blueeyedgrlwrites @celeritas2997

@cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks

@firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

@indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin

@littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied

@nocoastposts @nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @piratefalls

@read-and-write- @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse

@stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @whimsymanaged and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)

[piratefalls]

B,L,Q

B:  What was the first fandom you read fic in?  Which was the first you wrote fic for?

oh I feel old looking at how long ago it was, but I think it was criminal minds? I know that's definitely where I discovered slash fic lol.

as for writing, I'll go with the first fandom I ever posted for, which was teen wolf. those were simpler times.

L:  Which of your fanfics was the most emotionally challenging to write?

answered here!

Q: Do you like getting prompts from your readers?

I do! actually doing them is a whole other ordeal! I used to do them a lot when I was active in the hawaii five-0 fandom.

fanfic writer ask meme

[happiness-of-the-pursuit]

Several Sentence Sunday

I am finally posting not at the last minute! I wrote over 2000 words yesterday, which is a lot for me, so sharing just seven sentences feels... too little. Congrats, you get more, lol.

Still deep in the weeds for Dads-storyline-swap:

Before he can say a proper goodbye, Alex takes him by the hand, dragging him away from the girls, away from the crowd, and contradictory to his words, away from the kitchen. “Where are we going?” he asks as they turn down a hallway, startled by the volume of his own voice as they move away from the speakers. Alex glances at him, then back in the direction they were heading seconds ago. He drops Henry’s hand, only to push him against the wall with both hands, sliding them below Henry’s leather vest to trace his pecs, thumbing his nipples through the thin fabric of his shirt. Henry thrusts his hips forward instinctually, both of them moaning when their hard cocks rub together despite the layers of fabric still restraining them. He surges forward, attacking Alex’s lips without regard for where they are. There’s a voice in the back of his mind telling him he should care that anyone could walk down this hallway, find them like this. He can’t find a reason to care, with his teeth grazing Alex’s bottom lip, with that whimper leaking from his mouth. He only opens his eyes when Alex’s lips disappear seconds later. Alex has taken a half-step away from Henry, his head whipping back and forth, checking to make sure the hallway’s just as deserted as it’s been since they stepped into it. He finally turns back to Henry, closing his eyes and leaning his head against Henry’s chest. It’s not a very platonic stance, though there’s certainly more plausible deniability in this position than their previous one.

Thanks and tags below the cut :)

Thanks to @wordsofhoneydew @bigassbowlingballhead @itsmaybitheway @sherryvalli @nocoastposts @getmehighonmagic @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @stellarm @daisymae-12 (glad to see you back) for the tags!! I am excited to dig into all of your snippets soon :)

No pressure tags to @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @anchoredarchangel @bribumblebee @cactusdragon517 @cultofsappho @captainjunglegym @dumbpeachjuice @eusuntgratie @emmalostinwonderland @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable @gay-flyboys @inexplicablymine @juloviz @leojfitz @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @magicandarchery @matherines @msmarvelouswinchester @nocoastposts @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @rmd-writes @suseagull04 @tintagel-or-cockleshells @user-anakin @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged @14carrotghoul and open tag if I missed someone! Tried to get a lot since I'm ahead for once, lol

[anincompletelist]

happy sunday! :D

you guys were on top of the GAME today love that we're not all posting on mondays anymore shdkhskhgdhfg THANK YOU @stellarm @kiwiana-writes @daisymae-12 @junebugclaremontdiaz @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @getmehighonmagic @nocoastposts @itsmaybitheway @bigassbowlingballhead @wordsofhoneydew @happiness-of-the-pursuit @sunnysideprince an @firenati0n for the tags!!!!!!! BEAUTIFUL WORDS TODAY FRIENDS! :D

I have been bouncing around working on so many different things lately but I've also been obsessed with this song and was like. hmm. yes. I think I will open another doc. and.... here we are? <3

*slightly nsfw*

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“I heard what you were telling Pez earlier,” Alex says, blatantly admitting to his eavesdropping and actively encouraged by the alcohol-induced lack of filter, “that you can’t find anyone to satisfy you.” 

Something like surprise settles itself into the lines of Henry’s face, even in shadow, that damn blasé amusement that Alex wants to wrestle from him and stomp on until it shatters, something different left in its place. 

“And you believe you’re the man for the job,” Henry supplicates blankly. 

His gaze on Alex is unfaltering, a clear and silent appraisal. Alex feels the jump of his irises to each curve and muscle like dripping wax; scorching and smooth all at once. He squares his shoulders, raises his chin. 

“Yeah,” he says. “I do. You want someone to take you apart, make you feel good���” 

“I want to be fucked, Alex.”

The syllables are loud and harsh, discordant as they part from Henry’s regularly proper inflection but just as earnest, landing somewhere in Alex’s lower stomach. He’s enraptured as Henry steps closer and closes a bit of the distance between them, his steps measured and calculated.

“Preferably by someone who doesn’t think he’s going to break me.” 

“You think I can’t be both, sweetheart?” Alex asks, willing his voice not to falter. “I contain multitudes.” 

“I’ve yet to find someone that capable.” 

“You’ve yet to’ve had anyone like me,” Alex amends, finally pushing off the wall.

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still not feeling the best so open tag as per usual, but also @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @eusuntgratie @read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sparklepocalypse <3

[blueeyedgrlwrites]

WIP Wednesday, May 22, 2024

Happy Wednesday friends! Wednesday means I'm halfway through my week off work, and it means we get to check in on one of my WIPs.

It's still the @aroyallybigbangrwrb fic, BUT we're past the angst and it's all positive from here.

Enjoy!

“Alex,” Henry sets the paper down. “I have no intention of asking you to give any of this up.” "Why?" Alex asks. June and Nora had been very clear that if he didn't give something up, Henry would be what he lost. "You'd resent me,” Henry answers. "And that isn't what I want out of this. I want changes, yes. And I want you to find a balance so there's space enough for us and for your work. But you also wouldn't be the man I married anymore if you gave up all your goals, all your ambitions, and everything you've worked so hard for." "Oh." Alex nods after a moment, letting Henry's words sink in.

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[ladadiida]

𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬)

⎯⎯ ⋆ ࣪. 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 are considered the highest form of blessing you could receive from an aeon, and are often given to two special individuals whose fates become intertwined and souls are bound together for eternity. having been born with one yourself, you grew up thinking that one day, you'll find your stellarmate and would finally experience the love story you've been dreaming of. unfortunately, your mark, which is shown as a broken blade wrapped in spider lilies, says otherwise.

𝐨𝐫,

in which your soulmate is only loyal to one woman—and that woman will never be you.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 soulmate au, enemies to lovers, angst | 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[onthewaytosomewhere]

OK-so it's Wednesday and WIPs and all that

ok so i meant to get back to hockey and books 'cuz that's where i wanna be right now but my brain was in a not so creative place until someone broke me out of it last night

so for wirp wednesday i got bits of a new thing that is gonna be part of a series NOT-SO-MUCH ONE NIGHT STANDS (cuz well they don't necessarily stay that way) that i've already got 2 fics going for - one firstprince and one liam/pez cuz well that's apparently really becoming a thing for me

so first thanks @suseagull04 for the out of context lines tag - i have something for that too (not one of those other ones) throwing this on here too cuz i can lol

He kisses Henry on the cheek, whispers, “Get me whatever you wanna share,” and sneaks up to the office when everyone is finalizing the breakfast order

thank you so much for the wip wed tags @jmagnabo92 @theprinceandagcd @suseagull04 @firenati0n @adreamareads

@piratefalls @duchessdepolignaca03 @thesleepyskipper oh! and stealing @kiwiana-writes and @cha-melodius open tags cuz that's what they're for :)

nsfw words & tags (it's the words nsfw not the tags lol)beneath the tag

Now, it’s moments like right now, where he’s biting his way across Alex’s thighs, thighs sprinkled with just the right amount of hair, hairy in the way that Henry likes, not just a dusting but actual hair that catches on his tongue as he lavishes the spots he’s sucked bruises into. These moments are the ones that make him so glad he got away from everything else. He can have this anonymous moment with someone so hot he doesn’t want to kick him out the way he has the others eventually. It’s halfway through the morning after, and they’ve yet to get out of bed for more than bathroom trips – one of those with some spectacular moments in the shower – and some quick trips to the kitchen for drinks and some quick snacks when Alex lures him into turning on the tv and watching a movie after round three. They barely make it through the movie when Henry is orgasming for the fourth time that night. Henry is no stranger to multiple orgasms; he’s in his low 20s and knows that brings with it a quicker refractory period. But Alex, the stranger who’s fast working on filling Henry in on every aspect of his life so it no longer feels that way, is doing things for that quick refractory period he’s never experienced before.  Henry doesn’t know how he got so lucky last night when he accompanied Pez and Liam to the club, but he is beyond happy that Liam decided to bring his friend, and that said friend was agreeable to finding his way into Henry’s bed.

if ya already did this and i missed it i'm sure i'll find it - consider me a top gun pilot doing a fly-by lolz

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DON'T MIND ME JUST ADDING AN IMPORTANT TAG THE SUN IN MY EYES MADE ME MISS LOLZ @taste-thewaste