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[kiwiana-writes]

Fanfic bind: the full spectrum of human emotion by @firenati0n

Roop is a joy and a delight so what a joy and a delight it was for ME to bring her fabulous The Proposal AU to life! This fic is so fucking charming and lovely so I really wanted to keep the, like, Romantic Novel™️ vibes going in the bind as much as I could. So I printed the floral design onto the bookcloth and just left an offset space for the vinyl titling—it doesn’t show up too well in the pics but it’s a GORGEOUS black glitter:

I had a ton of fun typesetting this one, too—there’s enough epistolary to keep things interesting without me having to create eight bazillion different font styles which is always a nice balance to strike.

I also decided to try something a little different for the bookmark! Rather than my usual ribbon bookmarks glued to the spine, I went for a magnetic bookmark instead. I’ve been playing with sublimation a lot lately (in my ongoing quest to side hustle my way into paying for top surgery… details on that tbc 👀) so I found a set of sublimation blank bookmarks and gave one the floral treatment.

Anyway if you haven’t read this fic, run don’t walk, it’s so fucking good!!!!!

[anchoredarchangel]

17, 18, 19 PLEASE AND THANKS

Roop, my beloved who was literally just telling me in the DMs how much she hates picking favorites - I'm sure you picked these numbers completely at random.

17. Share your favorite opening line

Unfortunately, it’s probably going to have to be the opening of Hope, because nothing could possibly set up that fic quite like:

“Did you fuck the Prince of Wales?”

18. Share your favorite ending line

I think because of the entire motif leading up to it, the ending line that probably hits the hardest for me is from A Spark and Flash Paper:

And Henry—Henry wants to burn with him.

19. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

Okay I'm with you now, choosing favorites is fucking hard, so we're going with the first thing that came to mind, because that's gotta mean something, right. From Valour and Cowardice:

“I want you all the time,” Henry says fiercely. “Not just in secret. Not just behind closed doors or with thinly veiled excuses. Not just in stolen moments or when no one’s looking. I want you in the daylight. On my front bloody porch, without the whole world having something to say about it.” “Well, if you’re having me on the front porch, the neighbors might have something to say about it—”

[cricketnationrise]

hello! :) THIS IS SO CUTE I CAN'T WAIT FOR A POSSIBLE CRICKET EXCLUSIVE!! because i am obsessed with u fr but that's common knowledge. <3

for the ficlet fest, if you'd like:

time stamp: 2:23am

location: brownstone

character: alex/henry

song: this is me trying by taylor swift (only if you want!!!!!!!)

rating: whatever you'd like

but like you can go any direction with this I'm just always projecting my adhd/anxiety/not good enough feelings onto alex on a regular basis :')

my ao3: firenati0n | Archive of Our Own (same as tumblr user)

THANK YOU SO MUCH! SENDING LOVE XOXO

your cricket exclusive is here! i actually went full on henry pov with this one bc my brain got stuck on the trying of it all. so have some first post-canon fight make up. this is actually the longest ficlet yet, but somehow i don't think that'll be a problem 😂 💜🦗

read the rest of the ficlets here!

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

2:32am, brownstone

The brownstone is quiet when he returns, which is completely reasonable for just after two-thirty in the bloody morning. 

It’s also immaculate, which is decidedly less so, especially considering the state of the place when Henry stomped out a few hours ago. 

The hallway is clear of trip hazards, shoes neatly in the rack. The kitchen gleams in the range hood light; counters clear and wiped down, small appliances lined up as precisely as Buckingham guards. Peeking his head in the for-once dark office reveals two tidy desks, chairs pushed in, and both of their laptops plugged in and charging. 

The den at the base of the stairs makes Henry pause. The stacks of books have been put away. The coasters on the coffee table have been relieved of their burdens of half-drunk tea cups and abandoned coffee mugs. In the dim light from the street lamps through the window, Henry can even see vacuum lines in the carpet. A second glance has Henry taking cautious steps inside.

There is one thing out of place after all. 

On the couch, propped on a few of the numerous throw pillows Pez insisted upon, and tucked into the quilt Ellen sent them, is Alex. Like an anchor to the ocean floor, Henry is drawn into the room, and to Alex’s side. 

He kneels between the coffee table and the couch near Alex’s head and just looks for a long moment. Alex clearly hasn’t been sleeping well. The couch is too short, even for Alex’s shorter frame, so his legs are tucked uncomfortably. His curls are more of a wild mess than normal, like he’s been tugging at them. Alex is gripping the quilt as tightly as he normally clutches Henry, and there’s deep furrows on his forehead. 

Henry should let him sleep, probably—neither of them have been sleeping all that well. Increased paparazzi presence as Alex’s first semester of law school starts and Henry takes a more active role in the shelter has been stressful. But Henry can’t help but reach out and try to smooth those lines on his forehead. Something churning and tense settles inside him when his gentle touch has Alex’s eyes blinking open, a small smile on his face when he recognizes Henry.. 

“You came back.”

“Of course I did, love.”

Alex exhales messily, blinking back tears now. “I wasn’t sure— After earlier—”

Henry shushes him with a hand on his cheek. “I will always come back to you. Promised I was done being an obtuse fuckin’ asshole, didn’t I?”

“You still left, though,” Alex says.

It’s Henry’s turn to fight back tears. “I could hear myself sounding more and more like Philip at his worst. It scared me. I didn’t want to subject you to that, to even inadvertently use my knowledge of you as a weapon. So I left before words I didn’t actually mean could find their mark.” He sways forward, resting his forehead on Alex’s, needing to be closer. “You deserve more than sharply aimed words, especially when you haven’t done a thing wrong.” 

“Hen…”

“I’m sorry Alex. I shouldn’t have— I knew it would be different once the paparazzi got wind of our plans, but I wasn’t prepared for how much more invasive they would feel. I’m having a hard time adjusting to life beyond Kensington’s thick walls and I started to take it out on you.”

Alex’s hand pulls on his shoulder. “C’mere.”

Henry climbs onto the couch and sprawls undignified on top of Alex, tucking his head into the crook of his neck. Alex’s hands, as ever, hold him steady, rubbing large circles across his back.

“There were two people in our fight, Henry. You aren’t the only one struggling. Or taking it out on the person he loves.” He presses a kiss to Henry’s temple. “I could hear echoes of my parents, but couldn’t figure out how to stop the word vomit. And that scared me—I never want you and I to be like them.”

Henry pulls his head back to meet his gaze fiercely. “Never.”

Alex smiles at his vehement tone, but it's got a rueful edge to it. “We’re gonna have to figure out how to talk about this stuff before it blows up in our faces again.” 

“Not tonight, though?”

“Nah, not tonight.” 

They’re quiet for a long moment, curled around each other on the couch, when a niggling thought finds its way past Henry’s lips. 

“Alex?”

“Hmm?”

“Why were you on the couch? Did you— Did you not want to be in our room?”

Alex holds him tighter. “I— You left and— So I was cleaning, and I did this room last, and when I was done there was no way stairs were happening, so I just collapsed here. I didn’t  actually think I'd fall asleep, I don't usually when you aren’t right next to me.”

“So it wasn’t because you wanted space from me?”

“Fucking hell, baby. No, I never want space. I want the opposite of space from you. If I could figure out a way to crawl into your rib cage every night I would.”

“Oh.” The last bit of tension leaves Henry’s body at that and he relaxes fully on top of Alex. 

“Yeah, oh.” Alex chuckles. “But, as nice as you feel on top of me, it’s late and this couch ain’t big enough for the two of us.” 

“You fit on it better than I do,” Henry can’t help but tease.

“First of all, rude. Second of all, I also have to pee so get up before I shove you off.” 

Reluctantly, Henry stands and reaches down to help Alex up after him. Henry folds the quilt and hangs it over the back of the couch, smoothing the last wrinkles with his hand. When he straightens up, Alex is only halfway up the stairwell. 

“Meet you in bed?” Alex whispers.

Henry climbs up to meet him. “Always, love.”

[firstprince-ao3feed]

feeling your heart beating wondering what you're dreaming

by firenati0n But Friday nights are just for them. People no longer make fun of Henry’s accent the way they used to in elementary school—they look at him now. It’s weird, and it makes something in Alex’s jaw hurt. “Oh shit, it’s late and I know we have Bea’s piano recital in the morning. Should probably go to bed, yeah?” Alex pulls his shirt off and slides under the covers before yanking it down on Henry’s side for him, an invitation. Henry doesn’t move, though—instead, he’s chewing his bottom lip and staring at the floor, pointedly not looking at Alex. Or, five times childhood best friends Alex and Henry share a bed platonically, and the one time (of many) they do as something more. Words: 5692, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Arthur Fox, Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont, Oscar Diaz (Red White & Royal Blue) Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, POV Alex Claremont-Diaz, POV Ellen Claremont, Sleeping Together, LITERALLY, then it's SLEEPING together, Cuddling & Snuggling, Drunken Confessions, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Childhood Friends, Arthur Fox Lives, Good Parent Arthur Fox, Alternate Universe - Neighbors, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, 5+1 Things, Oblivious Alex Claremont-Diaz, he's also a wee bit jealous but doesn't really know why, because ofc he is, Flufftober, Flufftober 2024, Mutual Pining, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Elementary School, also arthur is an ex-soap opera star in this and i have a whole backstory about his tv character, and arthur/catherine are alive and happy in this but oscar/ellen do divorce, There Was Only One Bed, Sharing a Bed, Sexual Tension, Yearning, POV Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Pining, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, drunken is intense tbh it's more just tipsy or buzzed, everyone is sound of mind and v coherent via https://ift.tt/oqbduzk

[insecuregodcomplex]

23, firstprince for the microfic if you'd like! 🥰🥰

roop hello!! anything for you <3

23. sated

“Fuck, Hen, I don't know if I can take much more,” Alex groans, heaving a sigh. Henry smiles, wiping his lips with his fingers. “Oh, really?” he challenges. “I think you can.” Alex's head lolls slightly as he gives Henry a dazed smirk. “Well, you know I can't say no to that pretty face.” “Good boy,” Henry kisses the top of his head as he moves around. Alex feels his face flush, raking his eyes up and down Henry's figure. “You're spoiling me tonight, baby,” Alex says, licking his lips. “Well, it is our anniversary, love.” Henry smiles as he makes his way into the kitchen. “And I think I've almost mastered your father's tres leches recipe.” Alex looks at their table, full of empty dishes from the delicious meal Henry had made them. He moves the knot down of his already loosened tie and slumps further into his seat. As Henry walks back in, a plate with soft cake in each hand, Alex flutters his eyelashes. “I could just have you for dessert.” Henry chuckles, pursing his lips as he places Alex's plate in front of him. “Later,” he whispers in Alex's ear, biting it before quickly soothing the mark with a kiss. Alex eagerly begins to devour his slice.

microstory prompts

[ninzied]

📝📝📝📝📝📝📝📝📝 NINA OMG

[eusuntgratie]

17 and 18 please :) :)

thank you roop! <3

17. Share your favorite opening line

answered here but i also like the opening of after hours

Henry’s on the precipice of an anxiety attack when he finally sees it–a small building up ahead with an old weathered sign that says “Diaz Automotive.”

honestly my opening lines weren't my best work this year!

18. Share your favorite ending line

oooh. maybe this one from baby, it's alright. i loved writing this fic. it hurt a lot and i cried the whole time and i cry every time i reread it but i love it a lot and it was cathartic to write.

When her cage explodes, she smiles. She is free, and her boy is alive, and he is loved.

2024 Year in Review

[bigassbowlingballhead]

JONNNNNNN sending you all my love and good energy 💕💕💕💕 one of the funniest and wittiest people I know!!!

roooooooops 🥹🥹

[gayrootvegetable]

I always want more tumblr au content

anything for u, my liege 🫡

unfortunately i am running dry on things to say about the tumblr au so please accept these crumbs in the form of my favorite chapter titles out of context

first irl meeting 2: electric boogaloo

(not so) merry christmas

alex's life flashes before his eyes

[nocoastposts]

We out here (binge reading somnoph*lia firstprince fics for the last 24 hours)

[kiwiana-writes]

director's cut on alex fake dating Bea fic 👀

Kinda think that I might be his type is, inexplicably, my highest-kudosed fic on AO3. It overtook the Much Ado actor au a couple of weeks ago after those two fics had been hovering within ~20 kudos of each other for a WHILE, and then it was recced on twitter a couple of days ago and had a real influx of kudos, so now there's quite a wide margin. And I love this fic, I really do, but for it to be my most kudosed fic is genuinely fucking wild to me.

BUT! I love it. I love it I love it I love it. I love putting twists on tropes and 'fake dating between two people who AREN'T endgame' was a super fucking fun way to approach the fake dating trope. People love Henry and June's friendship, and for good reason, but I fucking love this line from the novel:

She smiles at Alex, wide and mischievous, and he gets her immediately: another rebel kid.

The inspo for this fic started as a tumblr post, and it immediately spun wildly out of control. Truly I thought it was going to be 2-3k. Then Alex and Henry didn't even MEET until, like, 4k in and we were off to the races. I reguarly describe this fic as 'secretly a gen fic that I tricked people into reading by adding a FirstPrince sex scene', and I'm only half-joking: the heart of this story is very much Alex and Bea's friendship, and the two of them being chaotic little shits together.

And of course, I was blessed beyond measure by @clottedcreamfudge writing a Henry POV companion piece which is just... fuckin' everything to me. I was DMing her snippets of my fic as I wrote it, and she made one too many jokes about what Henry was feeling in any given interaction, and then I was rewarded for my chaos.

[Fanfic Writers: Director's Cut]

[anchoredarchangel]

ANYTHING FROM PART 4 PLS I AM GREEDY GOBLIN

anything for my favorite goblin. 🤍

“But if anyone asks, you’re there on official Okonjo Foundation business, and absolutely not conducting a wellness check to make sure the Queen of England hasn’t got him collared and chained whenever she isn’t parading him around to cut ribbons and kiss babies.” Alex blinks hard. Takes the phrase collared and chained in relation to Henry and handles it carefully like the poor soul on the front lines of the bomb squad, with a Kevlar ordinance suit and full face mask and only a whisper of a prayer, as he tucks it neatly into a part of his brain that he isn’t currently accessing, to minimize the damage in case the volatile chemical reaction turns explosive.

[cricketnationrise]

kiss cam meet cute??? my eyes are open please xoxo

a snippet for you!

The woman behind him points up and—oh. Alex and his date are indeed on the Kiss Cam. “Gina.” She doesn’t look up from where she’s busy scrolling through Instagram.  “Gina.” “God, Alex, not now, there’s not even anything happening on the ice.” Another glance up shows that the camera is still trained on them and Alex can hear awkward chuckles all around him and he knows his anxiety must be showing on his face where everyone can see and— There’s a tap on his shoulder. It’s the guy who’s been sitting next to him the whole game with a sheepish smile and a furious blush on his face. “I could, erm, kiss you. To get the cameras off. If you wanted.”

[firstprince-ao3feed]

who would've thought that a guy like henry would double as a superstar?

by firenati0n Henry never thought he’d become a global pop superstar. Millions of people screaming his name, hundreds of bras and boxers thrown on stage, so many records sold. A face full of glitter and a heart full of dreams. But no one really knows Henry. Not in a way that matters. Herny Mountana belongs to the fans. Henry Fox has to belong to himself, or else he'll vanish. Or, Henry is Hannah Montana, and it's crack treated extremely seriously and earnestly. Have fun! Words: 6392, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Percy "Pez" Okonjo, Shaan Srivastava Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Music, Alternate Universe - Hannah Montana Fusion, musician au, Inspired by Hannah Montana the Movie (2009), References to Hannah Montana the Movie (2009), Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, Crack and Angst, crangst if you will, crack treated so seriously it's now fully fucking earnest, crack treated SO SERIOUSLY it reaches ENLIGHTENMENT, is it even crack anymore or is it just a regular fic, fuckass wig, Alternate Universe - The Worst Timeline, i had a dream about this fic and now it is everyone's problem, this seems to be the case for many of my fics now, Sorry!, Social Media, Twitter, i kind of love this one though ngl, it's so silly goofy and cute and earnest, i tagged with movie tag bc the graphics and twitter icons are from movie but, all physical and emotional descriptions are from the book including height and such, Social Media AU, kind of, POV Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor via https://ift.tt/S9IWRiq

[roseapothecary]

3 and 17 🥰

3. three films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?

1. My Cousin Vinnie 2. Do Revenge, maybe? 3. RWRB (yes, leave me alone)

17. name 3 things that make you happy

1. My dogs 2. Fandom 3. Musical theatre

[anti-homophobia-cheese]

The full spectrum of human emotion you will always be beloved 💖

Hi Roop!! I read the Proposal AU yesterday and I wanted to tell you how delightful my experience was! I couldn't stop myself from word-vomiting all over the ao3 comments but apparently it wasn't enough and now I'm in your asks wanting to congratulate you for this truly stupendous accomplishment! I can't believe THIS was only your first ever multichap??

Chapter 5 was my most favourite!! The way you've written Alex's pov there? It made me ache. It was sheer poetry, that section about Henry leaving in broad daylight. God, just thinking about it now is making me tear me up again. I LOVED the fact that they truly SAW each other. It really shone through in your writing. Every time I read the Alex, his/ Henry, his bits, it made my heart stutter. 🥺

Thank you for this wonderful, wonderful gift. Your version of firstprince will stay with me for a long time. Sending you much love 🤍🌻

oh my GOSH!!!!!!!!!! this ask was so delightful i am actually floored jlsjdflajsldfsad THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! i am so happy you read and enjoyed!!!!!!! :)

LISTEN I LOVE AO3 WORD VOMIT I AM DELIGHTED BY AO3 WORD VOMIT!!!!!!!!!!! this is so lovely of you to say, i really appreciate this!

and chapter 5 ohhhhh that one hurt me so badddd and that passage you referenced was a gut punch for me as well to write flajslkfsdf this is such a kind thing to say PLEASE i am on the floor. this made my day.

the Alex his // henry his parallels made my head spin LMAO i was so excited to include that!

thank you thank you thank you i love you <3 <3

xoxo roop