#artofobsession

[idealuk]

Hello, just letting you know the Twitter link only works if you're logged into Twitter

I am. It says "Hmm...this page doesn’t exist. Try searching for something else" when I hit the link.

I just took the liberty of going to your Twitter in general and here's the link that works for me of your latest beautiful artwork for the tack room scene.

[seths-rogens]

henry, ellie, and alex from pancakes for dinner (wanna get stuck in your head) by @judasofsuburbia, art by the incredible hann aka artofobsession

emily!!! my love!!! happy birthday to you!! you’re one of my bestest friends and favourite people in the whole world and i hope you love this <333

i commissioned this piece for you from your fic (which everyone should go read because it’s fucking adorable) because i wanted to get you something just as cool as what you got me for my bday (the fucking rwrb vinyl that’s exclusive to the US ????? ur insane!!! i love you!!!)

i hope you have the most amazing time at romeo and juliet, and i’m sending you the biggest most enveloping hug i can all the way from across the atlantic <3

[stratocumulusperlucidus]

I want to spread some positivity so what are the blogs that bring you joy here 💖💖

There are so many, i hope i don't forget anyone!!

@basil-bird @softboynick @bigassbowlingballhead @taste-thewaste @eusuntgratie

@lfg1986-2 @firenati0n @myteavsricochet @porcelainmortal @faketrex

@mylucayathoughts @insecuregodcomplex @onthewaytosomewhere @caterpills @cha-melodius

@caressthosecheekbones @anti-homophobia-cheese @tailsbeth-writes @meraki-yao @almightaylor

@caterpills @handotcom @sheepywritesfics @thesleepyskipper @haeva

@doublecheekedkinard @fullerthanskippy @sparklepocalypse @artofobsession @papiercranes

@sincenewyorks @cowboycart3r @rmd-writes @14carrotghoul @hollivens

@likearainbowinthedark @klexquisite @adropofred @piratefalls @iboatedhere

Okay that's a very long list already so i'll stop here but there's dozens more 💖💖💖💖

[mulderscully]

do you have any rwarb blogs to recommend?

sure! i wanna preface this by saying that i personally try not to follow people who post about the cast and crew much, so that means there are a lot of awesome people i don't follow that you can find if that is something you do enjoy. i personally try to seperate cast from project on pretty much everything because if i think abt actors personal lives too much it sort of ruins my immersion in the story.

some of my fav blogs that post are, @yrsonpurpose, @firstprinced, @ninzied, @chrissiewatts, @guillermosfamiliar, @notspecialbabe, @sparklepocalypse, @alexbidiaz, @henfox, @henryofwales, @bisexualacd, @hotcinnamonsunset, @theprinceandagcd, @princeconsortroad, @swearphil

the best source blogs are @rwrbmovie and @rwrbsource

i also feel like i owe everything to the artists in this fandom, @marz-rm, @shirmirart, @hollivens, @carocchi, @papiercranes, @artofobsession, @uhhgaypanic, @firstprnnce, @sagedrewthis and the og legend @vkelleyart

hope that helps, anon 💖

[sparklepocalypse]

It's Wednesday (somehow), and I'm posting before noon in my time zone (somehow)! Thanks to @wordsofhoneydew, @onthewaytosomewhere, @cricketnationrise, and @kiwiana-writes for today's tags!

Today's snippet comes from my RBB fic, Meet Me on the Other Side, which my muse has thankfully pivoted back to with the enabling assistance of several fantastic folks, including @ad-astra13, @artofobsession, @lieselsart, and @duchessdepolignaca03. Snippet, old-timey jargon, and tags under the jump!

Henry spends the first night of his flight from his birthright in the barn of a widower whose farm sits alongside El Camino Real. His bed is a sweet-smelling straw pile, his belly is full of beans and biscuits with dark molasses, and his neighbors are a pair of yearling ewes, both kept away from the rest of the flock as they’re due to lamb within weeks.  In exchange for the hospitality, Henry rolls up his shirtsleeves in the morning and repairs a stretch of the man’s pasture fence. He may not be a trained carpenter, but Henry can certainly aim a hammer at a nail well enough to pass muster. As he works, his host plies him with questions about his background and his travel plans, which he evades with some measure of precision until the man asks, “You married?” Henry tenses for a brief moment. “Er,” he replies awkwardly, “no. No, I’m not.” “Not runnin’ from a wife and kids, are you?” the man gently presses. “That’d be a real shame. Seem a good enough feller, not the type to leave the Missus in the lurch.” Shaking his head, Henry drives the next nail into the post. “No, I’ve never married.” That much is true, anyhow. His host has no need to hear the story of the sad invert prince whose only recourse to prevent a lifetime of unhappiness had been to absquatulate in the middle of the night.

Gently summoning @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @eusuntgratie, @priincebutt, @whimsymanaged, @suseagull04,

@porcelainmortal, @myheartalivewrites, @thesleepyskipper, @thinkof-england, @faketrex,

@cactusdragon517, @cha-melodius, @nocoastposts, @inexplicablymine, @firenati0n,

@anincompletelist, @ninzied, @captainjunglegym, @orchidscript, @energievie -- show me what you've got, if'n you want! And open tag for the rest of you. ❤️

[aroyallybigbangrwrb]

📯We are proud to announce that all of the works in Tier 1: Window 3 have now been posted! Please check out the amazing works posted so far in the Royally Big Bang!!! 📯

The link to our Collection can be found here:

Tagging our wonderful T1W3 authors: @frostingway, @thesleepyskipper, @emmalostinwonderland, @tasteofoxidation, @brokenchairwrites and

@hufflebibin

And our talented T1W3 artists: @kiwiana-writes, @izulkowa, @amanita-fierce, @happiness-of-the-pursuit, @designatedgrape

@artofobsession, @cactusdragon517, @read-and-write-

👑Kudos and comments and reblogs and kind words are greatly appreciated for our hard-working participants!👑

[bitbybitwrites]

WIP ASK ME GAME

I was tagged by @wordsofhoneydew and @itsmaybitheway. Thank you so much for thinking of me! Sorry for the delay - it took me longer than usual to think of descriptions of all the WIP I've got in the works 😂

So here are some Klaine and RWRB fics I'm working on that anyone can feel free to ask me about if you'd like:)

A long WIP list can be found under the break!

Partially published WIP:

(Klaine) If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - (Klaine Reverse Bang 2023) Life in New York City and working in the restaurant industry wasn’t exactly what Kurt Hummel had expected it would be. He’s lonely, stressed out and miserable. He’s almost ready to throw in the towel and return home to Ohio when a chance meeting with a musician in Central Park changes everything. (Warning: an angsty rollercoaster of a ride. Soooo many cameos from Glee characters! 😉)

(Klaine) Falling For You -(Klaine Secret Santa 2023 - NOW COMPLETE AS OF 4/16/24) - Successful doctor, Blaine Anderson has his hands full heading up the pediatric wing of Sloan Kettering Memorial Hospital in NY City. Life with that job and his precocious 6 year old daughter certainly keeps him on his toes - so much so that he thinks he can avoid dealing with the hole left in his life from the death of his husband. Little does he know that falling in love is on the horizon, quite literally, when he meets a florist by the name of Kurt Hummel. (Kid!fic with a bit of angst but a happy ending)

(RWRB) Puppy Love - (RWRB NYE gift exchange 2023) The cold snowy day that Henry Fox discovers an abandoned beagle puppy in an alley brings handsome, flirty veterinarian, Alex Claremont-Diaz into his life. Alex is a single dad, recently moved to NY with his young son who Henry hasn't met yet - or so Alex thought. (Fluffy kid!fic)

(Klaine) Sanctuary - (Klaine Word Scramble 2023) Crown Prince Blaine has stumbled into a secluded glade, trying to escape the horrors of the bloody war his father had brought upon their kingdom. Mourning his beloved older brother and faced with the burden of taking his place in the kingdom, Blaine yearns for a place to hid from the world to deal with the issues weighing on his heavy heart. He encounters a mysterious elf, the guardian of the magical spring that Blaine has mistakenly defiled, whose growing connection to his life the young prince can't ignore. (Inspired by an idea/ artwork by @datshitrandom and @justgleekout)

Not published yet WIP :

(these are in various states of readiness: some outlined, some partially written, some still in the brainstorming/research phase)

(RWRB) I approach, and I withdraw (tentative title) - Historical fic - Alejandro Diaz was still a boy when he followed his father into the thick of the fight for Mexico's independence. A series of unfortunate events, however, led him and his family to flee his home and to adopt new identities for their own safety. Years later, after he finds himself well ensconced in his new life as an attaché to the office of the new American ambassador to England, Alexander Claremont soon finds his past catching up to him. (Inspired by these historical paintings by @stormtrooperjeff17004 as well as artwork from @artofobsession seen here and here.)

(RWRB) Shaken, Not Stirred (Spy!AU) - CIA Officer Alex Claremont Diaz is not new to working on joint operations with other foreign agencies. He does it often and he does it well, which is why his superior, Zahra Bankston, never hesitates to assign them to him. What he wasn't expecting that morning was to be put on a new assignment with his least favorite MI6 operative, Henry Fox - and that they had to use being a newly married couple as their cover to get the job done. (Inspired by this drawing by @noodles-and-tea )

(Klaine) Cuffed (a D/s and soulmate story and prequel to my first ever fic, Trick or Treat) - - Musician Blaine Anderson has always been lonely sub, yearning for a place to belong and someone to belong to. Kurt Hummel is the an overworked and high in demand designer - a Dom with no time to sit and relax and focus on what his needs are. When an old friend hires Kurt to revamp his new club, Kurt's life becomes intertwined with Blaine's in a way neither of them could ignore.

(Klaine) Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie (Day 2 /Bikini - Klaine Advent 2023/ PWP) - A casual little fashion critique while the boys are on a well needed vacation, leads to a little outdoor fun. (Set in my Trick or Treat AU)

(RWRB) how ardently i admire and love you (online auction!AU) - Alex is desperate to find the perfect birthday gift for Henry, and eventually finds himself in an online bidding war for the one unique item that he knows his boyfriend would just adore.

(Klaine) I Know You Wanna Take Me Home (tentative title) (Klaine Valentines Challenge 2024/Pretty Woman!AU) Well established business man, Kurt Hummel never thought he could find anyone of substance among the escorts at Dalton House. But after being convinced to visit the upscale club by his friend, Kurt's mind is quickly changed once he sets his eyes on a beautiful boy in a gilded cage who was up for auction that night.

(Klaine) Untitled Klaine fic (Klaine Advent 2022) - Set in my Klaine superhero AU - Under The Cover of Darkness) Blaine decides to go home with Kurt for the holidays and doesn't make the best first impression with Kurt's parents.

(Klaine) Untitled Klaine fic (Feudal Japan!AU) - based off of novel The Tokaido Road - On a personal mission to avenge the murder of his father, Kurt travels the Tokaido , braving its dangers and interesting characters on the way. As the son of a nobleman, Kurt travels in disguise, unaware that the person who sanctioned his father's murderer has also sent Blaine, a talented and deadly ronin, to find and kill Kurt as well.

(RWRB)- the phantom touch of your hand (tentative title) - (Fantasy/cursed tattoo fic!AU) Two young swordsmen are determined to vanquish a sorcerer who has laid a tragic curse on them both. The problem is, the curse keeps them from being together at the same time, doomed to travel alone, one by day, the other by night - the only reminder of the other being the cursed tattoo burned into their skin.

(Klaine) - Untitled Klaine fic (While You were Sleeping!AU) - Kurt Hummel always wanted to live in NYC - his dreams were to be on Broadway. Being on the Broadway stage that is. Not working on the corner of Broadway and 44th in one of those coffee/food carts parked out on the street. Things for him change the day that Cooper Anderson, Kurt's gorgeous repeat customer whom he secretly fantasizes about, nearly gets hit by a bus. After following him to the hospital, Kurt gets mistaken for being his crush's fiancee which should have been his dream come true - until he meets Cooper's sweet down to earth brother, Blaine.

(Sebklaine) Let you put your hands on me (PWP College threesome) - heavily influenced by "one of those movies" - wink, wink . . - Kurt's frustrated ( in more ways than one) and his good friends Blaine and Sebastian find a way to help him out.

(Klaine/RWRB) - Untitled fic (Scheherazade/ 1001 Arabian Nights !AU) - A lone traveler gets captured by a band of sex slavers in the desert. After being subjected to the horrors of slavery, the young man gets rescued by a desert prince in disguise, chosen to be his sole consort. Every evening, the consort tells his prince a story for him amusement. - planning a series of probably shorts all in the same style. Maybe it'll be a collection to do with other writers? Not sure yet. Might alternate with either Henry/Alex being the Prince and Consort and Blaine/Kurt being the characters in the bedtime tales or vice versa. Or maybe create 2 OC to be the Prince/Consort and have the other four boys be the characters in the shorter stories. I'm assuming it would be alot of mature/explicit shorts - but wouldn't mind a mix of other ratings in between as well.

Tagging ( only if they want to play): @myheartalivewrites, @clottedcreamfudge, @hkvoyage, @kirakiwiwrites, @gleefulpoppet,

@gleefuldarrencrissfan, @onthewaytosomewhere, @sarkyblueeyes, @madas-ahatters-world @rougedraconteur,

@yadivagirl @lilinas, @forabeatofadrum, @kiwiana-writes, @spaceorphan18,

@special-bc-ur-part-of-it, @fallevs @daisyishedwig @annepi-blog @wowbright

@backslashdelta @kurtsascot @coffeegleek @14carrotghoul @rockitmans

@teilo @iboatedhere, @orchidscript @welcometololaland

. . oh hell and anyone else who sees this and wants to share their WIP - go for it!

[softboynick]

forged by fire and crafted with care

firstprince | Henry holds the high expectations of the Crown on his shoulders, and it crushes him to the point of self-doubt and self-sabotage. That is, until he finally chooses a life for himself and chooses to live truthfully. He refuses to hide among the shadows no longer. He is Henry Fox, and no one will take that away from him.

OR The story of Henry's bravery and journey towards happiness as told through different pieces of jewelry.

5.5k words, rwrb-compliant, henry-centric, based on this beautiful piece of artwork by @artofobsession

Also read on AO3

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Bea makes him a bracelet of beads and thread when he is six years old. It’s pink and sparkly and fits loosely on his small wrist when she puts it on for him. He can spell his name out just fine—he tells his Papa he’s a big boy almost everyday—so he can see that his sister added beads to spell out his name. 

H-E-N-R-Y. 

He traces his fingers over the letters and the sparkly pink beads around his wrist. It’s very pretty. 

“What’s this for?”

“It’s a friendship bracelet, Henry. All my friends at school were making one, so I thought I could make one for you, too.”

“But you’re my sister.”

“Sisters can be your friend, too, silly.” 

“Oh. Well. But I don’t want you to be my friend. I want you to be my best friend, Bea.” 

His sister laughs, and it’s the best thing he’s ever heard—well, second best, next to his Papa’s voices when he tells him his bedtime stories.

“Okay, okay, fine! I’ll be your best friend, Hen. As long as you’re mine.” 

That night, when he is all tucked in under the covers and in his warm pajamas, he traces the black, blocky letters of his name and smiles, big, unrestrained, and most importantly, happy. He doesn’t have to wonder what his grandmother truly thinks about boys who play with their sister’s dolls and wear pink, sparkly bracelets. That will happen another day. 

For now, as he falls asleep with Bea’s friendship bracelet secured around his tiny wrist, he doesn’t have to worry about the entire world’s burdens bearing down on his shoulders just yet.  

****

His grandmother gifts him a watch that sits heavy on his wrist. It is a present fit for a man—fit for a king (even though he is only the spare)—and at thirteen years of age, he is already expected to act like one. She tells him that the watch will build character. That it will finally make him focus on playing the part of the dutiful Prince of England. 

“A prince’s wardrobe will not be complete without a solid timepiece,” she tells Henry as she passes the box to him on the evening of his thirteenth birthday, and her voice has yet to adopt the tinge of disappointment that always seemed to be reserved for her two youngest grandchildren. That will come at a later time. 

While the craftsmanship is objectively beautiful, the watch is rather bulky, interlaced silver brackets for the wristband with a deep blue face, gold accented numbers, and sturdy hands fixed meticulously to its center. It is the kind of accessory a boy his age is expected to wear. If it is quiet enough, he can hear the solid ticks and tocks of the watch’s inner machinations, a foreboding countdown to something further down the line.

But the line doesn’t seem far enough, and he is sent to Eton that following fall. He is terrified.

He is a sensitive soul, or that is what he overhears his family, but mostly his grandmother, says about him. He doesn’t know what it means, but he guesses it has something to do with why he’s so poor at making friends, even if he is a prince. During the first few months at school, he struggles to open up to the other boys in his year, choosing instead to hide away in the library or in his dormitory and bury his nose in a book when he isn’t in his classes. 

The extra-curriculars he is expected to accomplish break open his shell, but only just. It isn’t until Percy Okonjo forcibly inserts himself into his life that he starts to feel the armor around his heart begin to crack. 

****

Pez is a whirlwind, a summer storm, a rogue wave violently crashing into a wall of stone. He barrels into his life and never leaves, taking him by the hand and showing him a new world beyond the palace walls. He chips away at his armored heart with relative ease, and Henry has no idea how he is able to let his sensitive soul be placated by this boy of ultimate exuberance. He is gregarious where he is not. He is the extrovert that somehow has given one look at Henry and decided to keep an introvert like him forever.

And somewhere along the line, he decides he wants to keep him, too. 

Their later years at Eton are spent hopping between dormitories, with the other uppercrust boys in their year and above, who are one day going to run England to the ground. They sneak in liquor from their father’s cabinets, the head boys pointedly looking the other way so they can join in on the merriment. They do ridiculous, stupid things, and drink themselves even stupider. 

For the first time in a while, he feels free. 

Henry is absolutely sloshed from stolen vodka and sambuca shots when Pez suggests he stick a needle through his earlobes. At least he has the wits about him to ask him why.

“Because! It’s what the cool kids do, Hazza.” 

“You are fucking mental. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Just live a little, darling! Look, I’ve done this before, so you just need to hold still, sit pretty, and let Auntie Pezza do all the work. And besides, don’t you just want to absolutely piss off your old Gran?” 

He opens his mouth to protest, but the rebellious part of him takes over, and he decides that yes, he does want to piss off the Queen of England . He doesn’t need much convincing, piss drunk and all, and against his better judgment, he takes another huge swig from the vodka bottle right before Pez pushes the needle into the fleshy part of his ear. He chases down another mouthful when Pez has to the other one, and all he’s thinking about is how horrified his Gran will be if she sees the right state he’s in now.

The alcohol does enough to mask the stinging pain, and everything becomes a right blur after that. When he wakes up hours later, head pounding and mouth dry as sandpaper, his ears are throbbing, the skin pink and angry, and there is a silver stud in each of his earlobes. 

“Oh, bloody hell.”

 ****

His father leaves and the only thing left of him is his memories and the signet ring on his little finger, the one he had presented to him when he’d just turned eighteen. He presses his thumb hard against the ‘H’ engraved into the face of it, feeling the grooves etched into the metal and thinking about his father all the while. He can almost feel his warmth embedded in the metal, but he knows it is only his grief blinding him with wishful thinking and a vibrant imagination. 

He twists the ring round and round, mimicking the downward spiral he feels himself succumbing to as he watches his father’s coffin being lowered into the ground. 

Then, he loses a mother, a brother, and a sister not long after. Mama loses her heart. Pip loses his love. Bea loses herself. And he is all alone with nothing but the memories of his loving father to remind him of what he has lost.

The world is heavy on his shoulders, and he doesn’t know what else to do. 

****

It’s his birthday, and he feels a little less like the world’s closing in on itself now that his psychiatrist has re-adjusted his medication. He still doesn’t sleep all that well at night, but it is still a start. 

He doesn’t hear from his mother, but he does receive a message via Shaan to “buy himself something special” along with an envelope full of banknotes. He understands why she travels so much, but one can only do so much to distract themselves from the pain of losing a loved one. He tried. Bea tried. Even Philip tried. It’s been years, and his mother is not the same person he used to know. 

He asks Bea to accompany him for lunch, their PPOs trailing a few paces behind them. He hopes he can use his birthday to establish some kind of normalcy since it is just the two of them. Twenty-two, after all, is just a number. There isn’t anything significant about the age. No extravagant milestones attached to its connotation. But still, there are only two things worth noting on the day he turns twenty-two years old: Bea is sober, and he is gay. 

After lunch, Bea takes him shopping to make use of the money their mother sent to him to spend, but nothing catches his eye. That is, until they’re in an antique shop, and he sees a pearl necklace sitting in the display case. 

The string of pearls is delicate, reminiscent of the friendship bracelet Bea made him all those years ago. It looks as if it is glowing, like tiny moons held together by a gossamer of stars, and he wonders, wistfully, how it would feel on his skin.  

“Oh, Hen. It’s so beautiful. I think you should get it.”

Bea is the only one who knows who he truly is. She is the first one he tells, after all. She hadn’t judged him then, and she still doesn’t judge him now. In fact, she openly encourages him to explore the part of himself that he keeps hidden away because of the watchful eye of the Crown. 

“I- I don’t know. It’s just- It isn’t fitting for a prince, is it.” 

Even he can hear how defeated he sounds in his own ears. An echo of his grandmother’s biting tongue, tutting at his behavior like an ever-present devil. A prince like him would have never been allowed to wear, let alone have, a piece of jewelry so…feminine, so insinuating of a life he isn’t meant to lead, a life his own grandmother would never approve of. Heavy is the Crown he wears, and it is suffocating. 

He leaves the shop empty-handed and heavy-hearted. 

Days later, he finds a box addressed to him sitting on his bed. He lifts the lid and what rests inside it knocks the air right out of his chest. 

“I know it’s a few days late, but…do you like it?”

“Bea…you didn’t have to.”

“I know I didn’t. I wanted to. You’re my best friend, Hen. I like seeing you happy.” 

He looks down at the pearl necklace, delicate in his hands, and his gaze becomes blurry with tears. 

“Can you…can you help me put it on?”

“Of course, Hen.” 

They stand in front of the mirror as she helps him close the clasp around his neck, the pearls sitting perfectly, gently, against his collarbone, and the boy staring back at him looks inexplicably…happy. 

****

The constant appearances and camera-ready smiles have slowly begun to whittle him down to a shell of himself. The engagements have only seemed to ramp up since his father’s death marked the beginning of the Fox family’s detriment. The Crown has a reputation to uphold, and so under the orders from the Queen herself, Henry is carted off around the world, as the family’s sole representative, to make sure everyone sees how normal and happy the royal family is, when truly, they are anything but.

But it all becomes too much eventually, and he sneaks off needing a moment alone, a moment to be Henry Fox and not Prince Henry of England. To breathe and not have the heavy weight of the Crown looming over him.  

He buys the earrings on a whim. He tells the jeweler they are a gift for his mother as he watches her pack them into a small velvet box. She gushes to him about the pearls, telling him how they’re ethically farmed from their supplier in Japan. She explains how the cooler waters in which they’re farmed cause the pearls to grow more slowly, making them more compact and giving them more luster than the average pearl. 

He simply smiles and nods, half-listening. He glances over his shoulder and sees the lone PPO he wrangled onto this impromptu journey and his equerry still stationed at the door. 

He takes the bag, cream and discreet, and turns to leave immediately. 

“Finished, Your Royal Highness?” 

He wordlessly nods at Shaan and disappears out the door and into the black car waiting for him at the curb. When they arrive back at Kensington Palace, he goes to his room, feigning exhaustion as an excuse. Shaan fortunately leaves him be, letting him know that he does not have any more engagements for the rest of the day. 

Henry sits on the edge of the bed, pulls out the small felt box containing the earrings and sets it down. He then reaches into his bedside table and pulls out the box that holds the necklace Bea had gotten for him on his twenty-second birthday and places it down next to the earrings. 

He releases an unsteady breath and waits a beat, before getting up to check that the door is locked. He knows no one will bother him at this time of day—Shaan will make sure of it—but he still goes to check anyway. He takes both boxes to the dresser, the mirror sitting right above it. He takes the necklace out first and caresses the pearls with his fingertips. He doesn’t have Bea’s help this time, so it takes some moments of fumbling before he manages to clasp it around his neck. He runs his fingers along the smooth surface of the pearls once it’s secured, cool against his skin, and lets out another breath. 

Then, he opens the second, smaller box. The hinges are smooth as he lifts the lid and reveals the pearl earrings sitting prettily on a bed of felt. He lifts one to examine it. The silver hoop is cool between his fingertips, and a droplet of pearl hangs from it with a chain of delicate filigree. 

He takes extra care to put them on. The left ear goes on first, and then, the right. They slip right through the holes that have miraculously not closed up after years of not wearing any earrings. 

He stares at himself in the mirror for a long moment and watches as his eyes turn bright with tears. They spark with a newfound confidence that had laid dormant for years, beaten out of him by his grandmother’s incessant rules and expectations. But he sees now, as he stands there adorned in pearlescent jewelry, that she was not successful. 

This is Henry Fox. Not the Prince. Not the grandson of Queen Mary. And absolutely no one is allowed to take this away from him.

Continue on AO3

[rayrayor]

✨Oh look, its Weekly Tag Wednesday!✨

And thanks to our wonderful host @heymacy Today, we’re getting Very Random!

Thank you @roryonic @jrooc @heymacy for the tag

name: Queen of the Garden , or Rayray works too

pronouns: She/Her

what year did you graduate high school? I think 89

tell me where you live without telling me where you live: Nikes created here, track capitol of the world, big foot , hipsters, coffee, animal house was filmed here, tater tots created here.

tell me what you do for work: Environmental Permits

caffeine source of choice: Coffee, Americano with brown sugar bourbon syrup

do you have a skincare routine? Wash dry moisturizer

how often do you do laundry? Partner does and has for 18 years

favorite flower: Tiger Lily’s

your go-to karaoke song: nope

what kind of phone do you have? iPhone , pink , no clue the year

do you wear contacts/glasses? Glasses

what color is your hair right now? purple with my damn grey streak coming in

ou’ve just been handed $10,000 cash, what are you spending it on? Who am I kidding, my kid and the dogs

how many pets do you have? One chunky thunder pit bull , one insane boxer and a sneaky older cat

have you ever been on a train? Yes take the Empire Builder when I go to Chicago

and finally, tell me something about yourself people might be surprised to know: I am celiac but bake kick ass challah that I can’t eat but gift.

Tagging

Anyone who would like to join

@guinguin1984 @artofobsession @bawlbrayker @blue-disco-lights @crossmydna @deathclassic @runawaybrainsc @spacerockwriting @em-harlsnow @gallavichgeek @heymrspatel @redwiccanrobin @twinklyylights

[suzy-queued]

Gallavich Lovefest, Day 2: Rec a fanart by someone else that's at least 2 years old @gallavichthings

I love the work of @artofobsession. Her art ranges from domestic and sweet to hardcore smut. And they're all amazing! This thread is a great place to start.

Her pieces are detailed and lush but have a softness that shows the genuine care between Ian and Mickey.

[jrooc]

Weekly Tag Wednesday - ON A WEDNESDAY! Oh yeah! 💃

Thanks @heymacy for the questions and @michellemisfit @mybrainismelted @creepkinginc @sgtmickeyslaughter and @deedala for the tags!

Name: Jess

Zodiac: ♎️

Fuzzy socks or fuzzy blanket: Blanket!

Do you enjoy winter? No. Do I like an excuse to curl up under a blanket with my cat and a fic? Yes. So it's not all terrible.

What’s your comfort book or movie? Gilmore Girls or Gallavich FanFic (Ian Gallagher and All His Mistakes currently)

What’s your favourite way to wind down after a long day? I'm with @michellemisfit here - A hot bath and a good fic. Adding a glass of red wine with that. I'd also just do the wine and a fic.

Tell me something you like about yourself: I'm loyal and very honest (which backfires on occasion)

Favourite Artist: I don't know! Right now? @artofobsession lol I feel like you didn't mean fanart but fuck it here we are.

How do you practice self care? A bath and the occasional face mask? I go for walks by the river and occasionally go out for a nice dinner with a friend.

A book you want to read this year: Supposed to be reading Bright Young Women for my book club this year lol. Also want to read Tomorrow, Tomorrow Tomorrow and The Whispers. I predict I will just continue to read fan fiction though and I'm fine with it.

What’s a song that makes you feel joyful? I'm weird but angsty indie music brings me joy. Right now this one:

What advice would you give your younger self? Oh god so much. You love being single.. enjoy it more. And stop trying to find emotional fulfilment through sex. It's not working. (Too deep? Sorry)

And finally, you’re given a plane ticket to anywhere in the world, no strings attached. where are you going? Africa, Japan, Russia. Maybe just a tour to visit fic club members and bring @mybrainismelted with me.

Tagging @transmickey @meagaboooo @samantitheos @bawlbrayker @such-a-barbarian @i-think-you-mean-reduction @ifallonblackdays @redwiccanrobin @mmmichyyy @darlingian @juliakayyy @ohkate @callivich @too-schoolforcool @stocious @skylerwinchester @grumble-fish @ian-galagher @rayrayor

[abetterdaaye]

Weekly Tag Game

Thank you to @juliakayyy for tagging me 🥰

Name: Dana

Age? Not quite fine wine but a nice cheese

What kind of day is it? The horrors persist

When was the last time you ate? 6.5 hours ago

About how many hours of sleep did you get? ~5. Hoping for an early night tonight

Name one thing you could do to make your day better right now: A long, tight hug

Why are you not doing that thing? I live alone and am unattached and am… bleh

What are you going to do tonight to relax? I don’t know. I have a movie on while I’m working on lesson plans, though

What comfort food do you not eat often enough? Cornmeal porridge.

What's stopping you? I can make it but it’s not quite how my mom used to make so it doesn’t hit the same

Have you ever had a professional massage? I have. It’s been too long since my last one, actually

Have you eaten fruits and vegetables today? Do veggie straws count?

How much water have you had today? Maybe 4 sips… I know. I’m not doing well today.

Is there a self-care gadget you really want to buy? It’s not a gadget, per se. I want a sensory hammock that I can climb into and cocoon in on days like today

What is your favourite healthy snack? Homemade kale chips.

What is your favourite unhealthy snack? I’m currently hyperfixated on harvest cheddar SunChips

What is one thing you are going to start doing RIGHT NOW to take better care of yourself? I just took another sip of water

And to close, I want you to say one NICE thing to yourself that you really need to hear right now: One endeavor not being successful does not may you a failure. Keep going.

✨ Tagging @abundanceofnots @artofobsession @bi-panic-actually @bubblegumbarbie33 @cdt12345 @deakysgurl @danarenee101 @endometriosis @everwitch-magiks @fredless-george @fuckyeahheartst0pper @hella-cious @haunted-phantom-student @its-a-queer-thing @ifallonblackdays @jezzibelle89 @jrooc @krysmiss @kyrbs @lyricailove @littlechase21 @lupeloto @look-i-love-u @nyhmeriah @octoberscigarettes @palepinkgoat @pippin-katz @ririsasy @redwiccanrobin @steorie @twinklyylights @unabletocomply @violetmac @whatthebodygraspsnot @whatkindofnameisvolta @xninetiestrendx @you-are-so-much-better-than-that

[cha-melodius]

Hi Sara! I just finished reading the (Super)Nova, Baby series and I'm in TEARS! I've gushed about it on ao3 but I desperately needed to come on here too and attempt to express to you just how impeccably you've written that AU. You got into their heads perfectly. Their banter, the world-building, the pacing, the balance between smut and EMOTIONS— all of it is utterly delicious! I'm going to go back to this universe ever so often, thank you for this gift❤️

Also, Hann's stunning artwork of the climax scene is pure PERFECTION 😭

Oh thank you so much!! Comments like the yours on ao3 and this ask truly are the fuel that makes people write. I've been slowly coming off a low point on inspiration/satisfaction in my writing so this has come in at exactly the right time. 💕 I'm so so delighted that you love the story so much, it means a whole hell of a lot to me. This is definitely gonna give me a boost to work on this spy soulmate AU as well as dive into my next action-adventure long fic!

And yes, @artofobsession's art is so freaking incredible, I'm still so blown away by how they captured that scene!!

(Fic: (Super)Nova, Baby series)

[kizzyedgelll]

Hi, everyone! Welcome to my 23rd shoutout series! I've already explained it here, but this series consist of me praising content creators and showing my favorite creations every week (or at least I try to).

Under the cut are my favorite creations from the past two weeks (jan 20 - feb 3):

Kate Bishop from Hawkeye gifset by @danesdehaan

Yelena and Natasha from the MCU gifset by @tthrawn

Henry from Red, White and Royal Blue gifset by @mulderscully

Faye Valentine from Cowboy Bebop artwork by @goomyloid

Iron Man from Marvel Comics graphic by @brw

Henry from Red, White and Royal Blue gifset by @strandtk

Up gifset by @sadbeautifutragic

Tangled gifset by @sunhealings

Spider-Man Into the Spider-verse gifset by @crowleybrekkers

Isabel and Josie from Bottoms gifset by @miwtual

Alex and Henry from RWRB gifset by @artofobsession

Maddie from 911 gifset by @zerokinkade

Yuuji from Jujutsu Kaisen gifset by @cal-kestis

Bottoms gifset by @antlerqueer

The Bear gifset by @marv-el-spot

Tori from Heartstopper gifset by @jakeyp

Miles Morales from Spider-Man Across the Spider-verse graphic by @kochoe

RWRB gifset by @ninzied

[sparklepocalypse]

🍋 because of course :)

Figured someone would ask me this one pretty quickly, LMAO. But I can’t possibly be limited to a single favorite spicy trope/kink to write because… *gestures at my assembled works*, so here are my three favorites!

3. Overstimulation. My smut tends to be pretty cerebral anyway — I get the technical/logistical bits out of the way first (whose hand goes where, who’s on top, obligatory descriptions of body parts, the requisite number of thrusts, etc.), and then fill in the gaps with the emotional/mental responses of the characters to what’s happening. Overstimulation kink feels like the logical conclusion of this process — it leans more heavily into the cerebral than the physical, and it’s really fun to dig into the characters’ psyches that way.

Slide, Crawl into the Shades of Light | E | Alex/Henry | 4.8k words

2. Monsterfucking. I mean, if it’s not obvious by my having commissioned some absolutely incredible, gorgeous, supremely hot art from @artofobsession, then I’m not sure how else to explain that octoHenry is my favorite version of Henry I’ve ever written in a non-canon-adjacent AU. But my fandom presence was forged in the time of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series, and human/non human pairings were the norm there, much more so than human/human pairings were. So yeah. Monsterfucking. You’ll probably see more cryptids in my works in the future, so buckle up!

If We’re Caught in a Wave (I Will Carry You Over) | E | Alex/Henry | 5.9k words

All the Ocean was Sleeping | E | Alex/Henry | 6.4K words

1. Identity Porn. I love, love love the “you’re not who I thought you were” concept as both a source of conflict and the trigger point for a romantic relationship in fic. @cha-melodius’ You’ve Got Mail AU, False Dichotomy, is an excellent example of this. The “talking to someone you thought was a stranger but it turns out they’re your [friend/enemy/neighbor/boss]” trope is just… yes. Excellent.

Amazed at How We Talk (Once, Successfully) | E | Alex/Henry | 8.7k words

Down On My Knees; Wanna Take You There | E | Alex/Henry | 7.7k words

Running on the Music and Night Highs | E | Alex/Anonymous (Henry) | 2k words

From the Fruit Emoji Meme for Fic Writers.

[getmehighonmagic]

I got tagged by @firenati0n @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @wordsofhoneydew and @magicandarchery to do the pic crew thing and while I'm probably not this pretty in real life, it turned out cute!

No pressure tagging @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie @kaaatiekate @bribumblebee @ad-astra13 @sparklepocalypse @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @thinkof-england @i-am-freyja @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inexplicablymine @anchoredarchangel @artofobsession @cricketnationrise @kiwiana-writes @cha-melodius @littlemisskittentoes @anincompletelist @lostcol @heybuddy-drabbles and @captainjunglegym to do the same ♥