#firstprince christmas fic

[porcelainmortal]

🎁wrapped in red🎄 (new fic alert!!)

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, friends!! I hope you all are having a lovely holiday season with lots of great food and gifts and memory-making. I wrote a fluffy little firstprince 5+1 for the occasion! 👔

Please enjoy.

Sending a very Merry Christmas to all my lovely mutuals, some tags below the cut!! 💕

Tagging @anincompletelist @almightaylor @blueeyedgrlwrites @bitbybitwrites @cactusdragon517

@caterpills @cricketnationrise @cha-melodius @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n

@faketrex @freyjaexplores @getmehighonmagic @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @iboatedhere

@inexplicablymine @kiwiana-writes @littlemisskittentoes @luainthewild @myheartalivewrites

@ninzied @nocoastposts @oldfarmwitch @onthewaytosomewhere @priincebutt @read-and-write-

@rmd-writes @sparklepocalypse @stellarmeadow @stratocumulusperlucidus @tailsbeth-writes

@thesleepyskipper @theplayfulfairy @theprinceandagcd @thighzp @welcometololaland

@whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew @0npurpose

[rwrbficrecs]

Christmas/Winter Holiday Rec List 🎄❄️

Here's our Christmas/Winter Holiday recs just in time for the holiday season 🎁

(Secret) Santa Baby by @indomitable-love

A Home for the Holidays by @england-would-fall

Airplane Mode by @clottedcreamfudge

all dressed up (in stardust & tinsel) by @kj-bee

baby, it's cold outside by looking4orion

can i call you tonight? by captainegg

dreams of holly by @silvermaples

Elf and Safety by @tintagel-or-cockleshells

Gonna Give You Something (So You Know What’s on My Mind) by @affectionatelyrs

Got a will to win and a Cheshire grin by @kiwiana-writes

Holiday Bits and Bobs by @onthewaytosomewhere

home is wherever i'm with you by @luainthewild

I must tell you what you will not ask by @lizzie-bennetdarcy

i'll be home for christmas by @dumbpeachjuice

If at first you don't succeed by @clottedcreamfudge

if the fates allow by @dumbpeachjuice

kiss me on this cold december night by strwbrryfox

Last Christmas by @celaestis1

Magic on West 62nd by @orchidscript

Re: Inappropriate Festive Party Conduct [Sent with High Importance!] by @largepeachicedtea

Snow Blown by @royalasstronaut

Snowed In? Snow Problem by @rmd-writes

Someone Special by bleedingballroomfloor

tangled up (with you) by @athousandrooms, @dustratcentral

that's christmas to me by blueberriesandcream

The Christmas Guest by @omgcmere

The Greatest Gift Is You by @iboatedhere

The Spirit of Giving by @cha-melodius

we were evergreen by @dumbpeachjuice

would you wait for me? by @smc-27

wrapped in red by @porcelainmortal

You're the Perfect Gift for Me by @cha-melodius

Huge thanks to the lovely team of volunteers for helping collect these recs ❤️ If you’d like to help out too, check out the Volunteers Page 🥰

[yrsonpurpose]

body so tea the british are coming ☕

firstprince fic | m | 9k

model alex • writer henry • enemies to lovers

Maybe drinking so much last night wasn’t such a good idea, but what also wasn’t such a good idea is Henry Fox joining the same agency as him.

Henry Fox, the agency’s new esteemed author who Alex was forced into celebrating last night. Henry Fox, who just so happens to make it glaringly obvious that he hates Alex’s guts.

So, he’s allowed, alright.

Clicking onto his Twitter profile, now he sees why Zahra might be pissed.

read on ao3 💓

[kj-bee]

This is my VERY first Fic Writing year-end round-up and I'm really thankful to anyone who's ever read my fics and grateful to all the amazing friends that I have made due to writing fanfiction. It's truly been one of the best things that this year has brought me 💖

I was tagged by @firenati0n, @0npurpose, @sophie1973 @thesleepyskipper and @clockwrkpendrxgon !!

My details:

My ao3: KBee81

My fandom: Red, White & Royal Blue

Total no. of fics in 2024: 36 (33 oneshots and 3 multichaps with 1 that is still in progress)

Total word count: 135,989

JANUARY

🌟Lay Your Hands On Me (2.5K | Explicit)

Henry comes back to the Brownstone-and Alex-after being away. They missed each other (like always) but Henry missed a few things in particular.

FEBRUARY

🌟I don't want to dance (if I'm not dancing with you) (9.4k | Explicit | 2 chapters)

Alex is on a mission to "get plowed." Henry offers to help. Based on a rizcriz prompt.

🌟The Princess Question (1.1K | General)

Henry and Alex talk about princes and princesses with their daughter. She comes to some interesting conclusions.

🌟I'm a fire (I'll keep your brittle heart warm) (1.8K | Teen)

Henry and Alex have a different first meeting. Henry is a little awkward when confronted with Alex in a swimsuit. Based on a prompt from DIBS (@rwrqueer on X).

🌟all I know is (everything has changed) (1.3K | General)

Alex crashes his cart into Henry at the grocery store, causing a BIg realization.

MARCH

🌟the truth(or dare) from my red lips (4.5K | Teen)

Alex and Henry play Truth or Dare. They both come out winners.

🌟dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light (2K | Teen)

Inspired in part by geonBAEeee's art. Henry and Alex, now living in the Brownstone, celebrate Henry's birthday.

🌟Kiss and Tell (2.7K | Teen)

Inspired by @everwitch-magiks, a Kissing Booth AU of a Kissing Booth AU.

🌟make the friendship bracelets (2K | General)

Henry Fox wears friendship bracelets and Alex wants one too. Inspired by a post by @yrsdiaz and the Red, White and Royally Old group chat.

🌟champagne bubbles and buttercream kisses (2.1K | Explicit)

Henry helps Alex celebrate his birthday with champagne, a cupcake with buttercream frosting and a blowjob (a missing scene from CMQ's novel).

APRIL

🌟settle into slumber (deep as love) (1K | General)

Henry is putting his daughter to sleep with a bedtime story and Alex falls asleep too. Inspired by hn @shitsidrew on Twitter.

🌟never before and ever since (loml) (2K | Teen)

Henry and Alex ended things. But a few years later, Henry came out and abdicated. He moved to New York City to start a new life.

He finds a familiar pair of warm brown eyes in the crowd one night. Inspired by hn @shitsidrew art.

MAY

🌟I choose you and me (religiously) (7.7K | Mature)

Henry's POV of the Storming of Kensington and the V & A scene.

JUNE

🌟you'd have to stop the world (just to stop the feeling) (5.1K | Explicit)

Henry uses a condom as a bookmark but Alex finds a better use for it. Inspired by a tweet from mari @undrthe_figtree.

🌟cross your thoughtless heart (1.1K | General)

It’s a normal, ordinary Tuesday when Alex finally has the realization. He isn’t really sure how it began or when it started, but one random Tuesday, when he’s at work, he finally notices. Henry has been packing him lunches.

JULY

🌟summer lovin' (happened so fast) (3.8K | Teen)

Henry works up the courage to get Alex to sign his yearbook. It's the beginning of a summer romance...but what will happen in the fall? Inspired by Poms (@princebambiuk on Twitter).

🌟karaoke crimes (this song's for you) (1.3K | General)

His witness is unable to visually identify a suspect from the line up, so Detective Alexander Claremont-Diaz uses an unconventional method to pinpoint the perp. Inspired by Brooklyn 99.

🌟you kiss me (it stops time) (1.3K | Teen)

Alex and Henry are shoved in a closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven.

🌟everything you lose is a step you take (1.2K | Teen)

Alex moves to London and gets a UK phone number. It just so happens to be the old phone number of Arthur Fox. Every holiday, anniversary, or important day ever. Henry texts that number because it’s been vacant since his dad died. (a rizcriz prompt)

🌟Whisk-y Business (2.2K | Explicit)

Henry attempts to make a quiche. Alex is a little...distracting OR a fic based on @0npurpose's prompt "Take one more step and I can't be held accountable for my actions." (Part of Summer Switcheroo exchange)

🌟your future history (it's time) (739 | Teen)

Alex and Henry, both rugby players at the Olympics, take part in the tradition of switching shorts after the game. Henry wants to start a different tradition OR me getting inspired by a tweet about the Olympic rugby players switching shorts...

AUGUST

🌟swing with you (for the fences) (2.3K | General)

Olympian Alexander Claremont-Diaz-Fox has a very special cheering section when he swims for a medal. Inspired by @oohthephysicist's tweet.

🌟this happens once (every few lifetimes) (2.1K | General)

What happens when Alex and Henry go inside Alex's childhood home in Austin after the reelection. (A Missing Scene)

🌟save a horse (600 | General)

Inspired by a tumblr post from @rockingtheorange, Henry and Alex meet at a karaoke bar (a short drabble).

SEPTEMBER

🌟I bet (you can't only have one) (3.8K | Teen)

Alex and Henry have a Kissing Bet.

OCTOBER

🌟my beloved ghost (and me) (2.1K | General)

Alex is not crazy or insane, but he’s pretty sure that his apartment is haunted.

It’s a new development. Only in the last couple of days has he felt like he’s not alone, like there’s another presence in the apartment with him when he’s supposed to be by himself.

He has acquired a ghost, somehow. It’s the only explanation that makes sense.

🌟Talk Turkey to Me (1.5 | General)

Henry teases Alex about The Great Turkey Calamity.

🌟hooked on you (2.1K | General)

What he really needs is a distraction - something to get his mind off of how it feels like they are driving over large potholes in the sky. Something that takes all of his focus so he’s not thinking about all the ways he could die in this flimsy held-together-with-duct-tape-and-dreams bucket too many feet away from the sweet, safe and reliable ground beneath his feet.

Alex is running through a list of possible distractions when the ball of yarn hits him on the foot. Inspired by a post by CMQ during their travels for The Pairing book tour.

NOVEMBER

🌟you can see it (with the lights out) (6K | Teen)

Alex freezes, hands clenched at his side. The hair on the back of his neck stands up. “Wait,” he says slowly. “Are you telling me that I am not alone on the ship?”

His mother’s voice hums. Even though she’s not here, Alex feels like he can almost see her small smile. It was the same look that she gave him when she was helping him with his homework when he was little, and he got the answer right.

“Yes, Alex,” OS answers. “You are not alone.” A Darkness Outside Us AU.

DECEMBER

🌟the warmest bed (I've ever known) (7.2K | Teen)

Another caketastrophe, a few misunderstandings and OPERATION ONE BED.

🌟Spotify Wrapped Drabbles 2024 (1.6K | Teen)

A collection of drabbles inspired by my Spotify Wrapped.

🌟all dressed up (in stardust & tinsel) (3.4K | Teen)

Alex has had a long and storied love of Christmas trees and by extension, Christmas tree decorating. There’s a science to it. A method to the madness for maximum Christmas spirit and festivity.

Whatever Henry is doing? Well, it’s not it. It’s not even close.

OR Alex helps Henry decorate a Christmas tree and learns something new in the process.

🌟got my love (to keep me warm) (4.5K | Teen)

He plans to say something sweet perhaps, or at least something less abrupt and awkward. But like always, his mouth moves faster than his brain and he ends up blurting out “Do you think anyone actually knows what fun it is to ride a one horse open sleigh, or are we all just taking their word for it?”

Henry lifts his head up, and looks at Alex, fighting a smile. Alex can see the laughter in his eyes.

OR Operation One Bed continues when Alex and Henry go for a winter sleigh ride.

🌟take me home (forever and ever) (1.6K | Teen)

Alex has a proposal plan that doesn't, well, go according to plan.

🌟kiss me at midnight (4.8K | Teen)

Henry hates New Year's Eve, until he doesn't.

WIPs & UPCOMING FICS

🌟grab my hand (don't ever drop it) (36K | 6/? chapters | Mature)

This is a The Charm Offensive AU - Alex is a producer on a reality dating show where Henry is a reluctant Prince Charming who's dating a large group of women. When true love happens, it doesn’t always follow a script.

I WILL NEVER ABANDON THIS but I lost a little motivation for it. Finishing this fic is one of my goals for 2025.

🌟I have a few other things in mind and I have an upcoming fic for the Wrap It Up exchange. Looking forward to seeing how much I can improve as a writer and where writing takes me in the next year. Thank you all for your support and words of cheer because they really do encourage me!

If you have not been tagged, please use this as an open one and I will also tag a few people that I don't think I've seen fic round-ups from (no pressure):

@miharaikko @jafffacakess @msmarvelouswinchester

[sparklepocalypse]

Oh hey, I've published a couple fics since I last wrote a post here! (Whoopsies.)

First up: a Christmas Elves AU, in which Santa is a democratically-elected position:

Hole for the Holidays

E | 5.3k words | Alex/Henry | inspired by @kiwiana-writes' absolutely brilliant corporate elf universe fic, Got a will to win and a Cheshire grin

He’d examined the contents of the box critically, of course, and decided that while he can get behind the burgundy velvet jacket, black shirt, black knickerbockers, and burgundy and gray striped stockings, the shoes are a lot. They’re green, with little gold bells affixed to the curled-up toes, and a festive candy canes and gingerbread men motif is embroidered all over the uppers. Frankly, he’s worn less extra shoes at his second job.

The second job that his mother either doesn’t know about — or has simply decided to forget. The job that might make him ineligible to run for any sort of office if the elven elites were to catch wind of it. The job that makes the cold bearable during the long night, when gazing up at the aurora is no longer enough to keep him warm.

(Or, Alex is a pole-dancing Christmas elf, and Henry is a patron at his club.)

And secondly, I barely squeaked in under the @fandomtrumpshate deadline for 2024 with a slutty Victorians AU for the lovely and generous @saintroux:

It is Beautiful, It is Fine (It is the Noblest Form of Affection)

E | 5.6k words | Alex/Henry

As the sounds of the city coax Henry reluctantly to wakefulness, he notices that he’s been crowded over to the very edge of the bed. He’s clutching a corner of the duvet cover to his chest, one of his legs is dangling over the side of the mattress, and he has no bloody idea what’s happened to his trousers.

This last point wouldn’t be quite so salient if he weren’t also reasonably certain that he’s woken in a bed that is not his own.

Again.

(Or, Henry's a queer Victorian playboy who happens upon a handsome, new-money Texan at the Hansom cab stand.)

[wordsofhoneydew]

stolen glances with a string attached

[t, 6.8k] playlist

Henry’s eyes widen, his body tensing up in sheer humiliation. That’s when he sees a sly smirk make its way to the man’s lips, and it only makes the embarrassment course through his body more rapidly, feeling all the blood rush to his cheeks. The man then spins around in his office chair, reaching for what looks to be a piece of paper and a pen. He scribbles on it for a swift moment before pressing the paper up against his office window.

The paper reads, “TAKE A PIC,” written in sloppy, bubble-like handwriting just barely legible enough for Henry to read.

The man grabs another paper and writes for a moment longer, this time reading, “JK” with a winky face. Henry cocks an inquisitive eyebrow in his direction, the embarrassment slowly morphing into curiosity as the man turns the paper over for Henry to read the other side.

“ALEX.”

an AU in which two men fall in love through their office windows

gift for @england-would-fall

[prettyacd]

david the cupid

a rwrb meet-cute one-shot inspired by 101 dalmatians kinda in david's pov

It’s December. David doesn’t know the exact date, but he knows it’s that time of year when humans make everything shine and sparkle. Alex brings a tree inside their apartment, which David finds somewhat unfair. He’s never allowed to bring home the big sticks he finds in the park, even though they always call him a good boy when he brings them over. Then, cruelly, they make him abandon his treasures for some other dog to claim. But the tree? That’s special, apparently.

That said, David loves the day they decorate the tree. He gets to help. Henry kneels beside the cardboard box full of shiny balls and tells him to ‘choose’ one. David dives in nose-first, retrieving whatever he can grab. Henry always thanks him with a fond praise, sometimes even scratching the sweet spot behind his ear.

Later, they string up those colourful, blinking lights. David isn’t asked to help, but Henry still looks over and says, “It looks good, doesn’t it, Davey?” David wags his tail and barks.

One day, Alex takes him for a walk, and it’s the best walk. The white ground crunches under his paws, and the air is sharp and cold. Snowflakes dance all around him, taunting him as he leaps to catch them. No matter how fast he snaps at the air, they vanish just before he can close his mouth. David doesn’t understand the sorcery, but he keeps trying.

When they return home, there are more shoes than usual. David immediately investigates. This is his territory, after all. He sniffs every pair carefully, his tail wagging faster as he recognises the scents. These are good people, the ones who always pet him, sneak him treats, and call him the best boy.

Sure enough, when the humans see him, there’s a chorus of greetings, pats, and ear scratches. David soaks it all in happily.

David recognises everyone except for one person. “It’s so nice to meet you, Matthew. Bea has been going on and on about you these past few months,” David hears Henry say to the stranger.

Dinner smells incredible. David plants himself beside Alex’s chair—he’s the softer touch when it comes to sneaking him bites—and listens as Alex asks “Is this safe to give to David?” before slipping him endless tidbits. December is a good month.

After everyone is full, they settle on the couch. Flames dance in the fireplace, and David sprawls in his bed near the warmth, his eyes half-lidded. The humans’ laughter and chatter lull him into a pleasant doze.

“So, how did you two meet?” Matthew asks. David perks up immediately. He likes listening to Henry and Alex tell the story of how they met. It involves him, so it’s a good story.

Henry and Alex exchange a smile, the kind that makes David’s tail wag without him thinking about it. “It’s a really good story, actually,” Henry says, leaning a little closer to Alex.

“It was autumn. Everything was turning orange, leaves were falling from the sky,” Alex begins. “I had just finished a job interview at a big law firm. I felt jittery, so I thought I’d go for a walk in the park.” Henry shifts, puts his head on his shoulder. “I used to walk there all the time. It was good for David, and I liked reading out in the fresh air.”

David knows what’s coming now. Despite the warmth of the fire, he stands up, bites down on the edge of his bed and drags it closer to the couch. He’s determined to be part of this.

Henry laughs. “I swear, he always knows when we’re telling this story.” His owner gets up and helps David reposition the bed by their feet before settling back down with Alex, who’s grinning as he pulls Henry close.

“Anyway,” Alex continues, “I decided to walk toward the lake. It’s beautiful there in the fall. I didn’t notice them at first—David and Henry. I stopped to admire the view. All of a sudden, this beagle was circling me, and I felt the leash tighten around my legs.”

“I got distracted for just a second,” Henry admits, leaning down and scratching behind David’s ear. “The next thing I knew, David had walked in circles around us, tying Alex and me together. He just kept on going.”

“I'm convinced he knew what he was doing,” Alex chimes in, laughing. David loves hearing them laugh. “One second, I was standing there. The next, this handsome British guy is pressed against me, frantically apologising.”

David tilts his head, letting out a single bark of pride. He remembers that day.

“I was panicking,” Henry says with a grin. “I tried untangling us, my arms around this stranger, which only made things worse. We were stuck, wrapped together,” Henry says as he leans back. “And then David saw a duck.”

David confirms it with another bark. There’s laughter from everyone. Matthew gasps. “Oh, god. What happened?”

“What do you think happened?” Alex says, smiling fondly. “David bolted for the duck. And we—still tied together—went straight into the lake.”

“I was mortified,” Henry confesses. “Apologising nonstop while trying not to drown.”

“Oh, the water wasn’t that deep. It was ridiculous, though,” Alex adds, shaking his head fondly. “I couldn’t stop laughing. And then Henry started laughing too.” The two of them look at each other, both smiling, the corners of their eyes crinkling.

David wags his tail lazily, it thumps against the couch. It really is a good story.

[anincompletelist]

rwrb christmas recs! ❤️

hi all! :D i wanted to rec some festive fics for the holidays for fic rec friday this week!

I'm sure that I've missed some and that some are still to be posted, which will be included in the january rec if so! but here are a few that I've particularly enjoyed reading this month -- the holidays can be a difficult time for many of us and fic - both reading and writing it - can be such a wonderful distraction!

I hope all of you are doing well and being kind to yourselves and to one another this season. happy reading, and as always be sure to spread the love with a kudos, comment, or reblog if possible. enjoy, and happy christmas! <3

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fell apart (in the usual way) by @hypnostheory (E, 12k)

Henry is a mess around the holidays, and he's expecting to have a tremendously horrid time without Shaan. Fortunately, Alex has plans to make his Christmas both merry and bright. (Bodyguard!Alex Part 2)

When I Think About You by @clottedcreamfudge (E, 36k, wip)

Dream sharing is absolutely not a thing, even though Alex would very much like it to be. The magic of soulmates, however, means that someone you’ve never met – someone whose soul is tied to yours, in whatever way that manifests – can appear in your dreams, like an extra character who keeps popping up over and over again. They won’t be having the same dream as you, and you won’t actually meet, but whatever you remember from the dream can start to take shape in your waking hours; you can figure things out, bit by bit, dream by dream.

Gonna Give You Something (So You Know What's On My Mind) by @affectionatelyrs (E, 4k+)

With the help of a white elephant gift, Henry learns that maybe the whole being-in-love-with-his-roommate thing isn’t as one-sided as he thought.

Every Day's a Holiday (When I'm Near To You) by bleedingballroomfloor (E, 30k)

I know this is a long shot, but if anyone’s going to Texas/anywhere south for the holidays and is crazy enough to drive there instead of fly, I’m looking for a road trip buddy. We can split gas money and snacks if you pick good ones. DM me if you’re interested. And Henry knows he's about the make the most idiotic decision he's ever made in his life. [Or, Henry impulsively tags along with Alex on a road trip to Texas with absolutely no plan. Surely this won't backfire.]

The Christmas Guest by @omgcmere (E, 17k)

Alex is looking forward to a relaxing winter break catching up with his sister after her semester abroad, but June's gone and ruined everything by inviting her insufferable international student friend to stay with their family for a real American Christmas experience. Henry is irritatingly gorgeous with a completely obnoxious superiority complex, and Alex is prepared to hate every single second he's forced to spend in his presence. As Alex starts to get into the Christmas spirit, however, he finds that maybe there's more to Henry than meets the eye - and maybe, just maybe, this will actually be the best Christmas ever

❤️ and if you finish all of these or don't see something you like, be sure to check out this wonderful collection!

New Traditions: A Red, White & Royal Blue Advent Calendar Event

featuring so many beautiful and lovely works by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @adreamareads @lizzie-bennetdarcy @whimsymanaged @raysletters @sparklepocalypse @thinkof-england @littlemisskittentoes and more!

❤️ as well as a few rwrb holiday fic roundup posts I've seen floating around:

cricketnationrise's holiday fics / @cricketnationrise chamel's holiday fics / @cha-melodius railmedaddy's holiday fics / @rmd-writes allmylovesatonce's holiday fics / @three-drink-amy clottedcreamfudge's holiday fics / @clottedcreamfudge

❤️ and, last but most definitely not least, a wonderful and thorough rec from @roseharpermaxwell (thank you for all you do!)

RWRB FirstPrince Holiday Recs

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happy reading friends! :D

xx

[mulderscully]

he is exactly the poem i wanted to write

firstprince. 3.1k. rated e. pwp/pwf. post canon. thanksgiving fluff.

There is no turkey in Alex's bedroom this year. But there is one very sleepy prince.

"Where're you goin'?" Alex slurs into the back of Henry's neck, still mostly asleep, when he feels Henry start to sit up and slide away from his body. His fingers dip underneath the fabric of Henry's shirt and caress the soft skin of his waist. Henry shivers, biting his bottom lip to fight back a small smile.

He feels warm. Inside and out.

"I have to use the loo, is that allowed?"

He doesn't actually want to move, of course. The persistent pressure in his bladder is not going to will itself away, however, and he's held it off as long as he can in favor of staying in Alex's arms.

Alex grumbles half-heartedly, something like I told you to pee before bed, and releases his hold on him.

Henry rolls his eyes and pads barefoot to the loo, the moon shining through the windows illuminating his way. He feels sluggish in a way he never has before, still full from the copious amount of turkey, potatoes and pie that Alex quite literally spoon fed him earlier in the night.

READ ON AO3

[miharaikko]

...for so long

Welcome to the Red Umbrella's 'Frosted Pages & Snowbound Stories' December Collection 🎄

Day 14 • Gingerbread •

Oneshot • Rated M • 6,2K words • Read on AO3

Pairing: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor

“We’re back?” Henry asks. “And where are you going?” “To pick up Nora?! As I told you last week?” June replies, exasperated. “I swear to God, Henry, sometimes you are more forgetful than my brother.” “I—now, that’s preposterous!” he yelps. He would clutch his pearls if he had any. “I resent being compared to Alex.” “Oh, don’t be so scandalized, Henry! You guys are so similar, I honestly don’t understand how you’re still not together.”

Or: Henry is tasked with baking gingerbread and he gets a helping hand from a friend

Tagging my Red Umbrella buddies under the cut

@theprinceandagcd, @caterpills, @kj-bee, @exitariel000 @shesfromboston, @msmarvelouswinchester, @dani-dabbles, @thesleepyskipper @firenati0n @jafffacakess @nocoastposts

[jafffacakess]

tisselmoe

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61362265

🌱 It's 2032, and they're decorating for Christmas 🌲 3k, post-canon, feat. firstprince kids 🎄 Day 16 of the Frosted Pages & Snowbound Stories Collection

“Hey, baby.” Alex removed the mug of tea from Henry’s hands to place it down on the kitchen counter, and wrapped his hands gently around his husband’s waist, pulling him closer. “I was thinking.” “Always dangerous,” Henry said cheekily, lowering his head to give Alex a chaste kiss on his forehead. Alex ignored him. “We have some free time this weekend. You’re home, I’m home. What if we…” Henry leaned back, eyebrows raised. “In front of the children?” “Well, I was thinking with��the children. They’re old enough to help now.” “Love, I’m begging you to go back and finish that sentence.” “What if we put up the Christmas tree?” “Oh.” “You thought I meant…” Alex trailed off, a grin spread wide across his face. “You nearly always mean that.” 

[forever-fixating]

Nothing like a belated holiday story to start the new year! I wrote this for my new fandom buddy @priincebutt not intending it to balloon into a 10K+ fluff-fest, but hey! It’s not like that’s a bad thing! Enjoy!

[alexclrmontdiaz]

🎄 It's december and I will be posting some red, white & royal blue fics that I have been working on that are set in the month december.

I posted the third one on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52002766

Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor

Category: M/M

format: stand-alone

Warnings: implied sexual content

Henry receives a phone call from a distressed Alex asking him for help. When he arrives at Alex’s place, he finds his boyfriend in a state of distress: there's broken baubles painting the floor in different colours, decorations scattered around the place and pieces of tinsel stuck in Alex's hair – a real nightmare before Christmas.

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[songliili]

i was tagged by the lovely @firenati0n so, as usual, have some from psau2

In the long pause that follows, Henry tries to remember those nights, and he’s suddenly hit with a wave of nostalgia that he didn’t even know was stored in his heart. When he glances back at Philip he’s sure that they have twin expressions on their faces. “What happened to those kids, Haz?” Henry could be the bigger person like his mother wants him to be. But, apparently, he’s a spoiled younger sibling.  “One of them decided to turn into a bigoted arsehole.”

omg, philip and henry confrontation!!

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[kj-bee]

got my love (to keep me warm)

❄️part two of the warmest bed (i've ever known)

❄️Operation One Bed continued

❄️Prompt is Sleigh Ride

❄️4.4K | Teen

A part of the Frosted Pages & Snowbound Stories: A Red Umbrella Collection

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[sparklepocalypse]

So, a little over a week ago, @affectionatelyrs reached out to me needing a pinch hitter for New Traditions: A Red White & Royal Blue Advent Calendar Event, and since work was slow and I was sort of itching to write more, I was like -- screw it, I'll write a cute lil' fluffy fic!

Well. Ma Nature clearly had other plans, because from roughly 10:30 AM on Monday until about 5 PM on Friday of last week, I and several hundred thousand other people in my state had no power or internet thanks to a bomb cyclone. So instead of the little fluffy fic I had planned... it grew. And grew. And grew. And today, I posted it:

It's nearly 31k words words of partially epistolary angst, fluff, slow burn romance, and smut that take place over seventeen years. I basically wrote an entire Bildungsroman in a freaking week.

"For Christmas this year, all I would like is a best friend who doesn’t mind too much that I’m a prince. Most of my classmates poke fun because of who I am, or treat me like I’m too special to be their friend. I want a best friend who knows me as much as my family does and still likes me. I know that you can’t wrap a best friend up in a box and put it under the tree, but you’re magic so you know the best way to bring one." (Movieverse canon divergence; Prince Henry, age 8, writes to Father Christmas wishing for a best friend. A few weeks later, he finds one.)

All chapters were posted today. Merry whatever you celebrate! ❤️