#lizzie-bennetdarcy

[cricketnationrise]

Dearest Cricket! Congratulations on 500 followers!! I would like to request Alex Claremont-Diaz, in Kensington Palace, at 11:11pm (this feels a bit like playing clue!)

Vibes/rating completely up to you!

❤️lizzie_bennetdarcy

omg it IS like clue, that's such a fun way to think about it. i'm feeling a bit wistful this afternoon, so have some post-canon, insomniatic, yearning Alex 💜🦗

read the rest of the ficlets here!

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

11:11pm, kensington

11:03pm

With one eye on the clock and the other—

Oh, who is he kidding? Alex has both eyes on the clock as he paces anxiously.

Only, it’s after eleven already, and Henry was scheduled to be back at Kensington at ten-thirty, and Alex flew across the ocean today just to surprise his boyfriend. And he’s tired. The worst part of insomnia is that he still gets sleepy. Still gets lethargic, his eyes stingy and droopy, his body feeling like a stretched out rubber band. It would be one thing if his inability to sleep manifested in such a way that he didn’t feel like he had to sleep. But instead he gets the worst of both worlds: exhausted and unable to just fucking rest.

It’s a small comfort that Henry deals with the exact same thing.

11:06pm

Alex wasn’t even going to be in London this weekend, originally. He had exams scheduled for Monday and Henry was… informed he’d be attending three back to back events as a representative for the Crown while Philip and Martha cooed and fawned over their newborn daughter and Bea was already confirmed elsewhere. Alex doesn’t mind the crazy schedule, is excited to meet Henry’s first nibling — but he hates that Henry was pulled away from their home without so much as a cursory check to see if his schedule would allow it. And Alex especially hates that he wouldn’t have been able to attend these events if his schoolwork allowed, that he wouldn’t be able to be a calm moment in the midst of the storm for Henry.

It was that, ultimately, that had him asking his professors to take his exams early, citing a family obligation — he didn’t lie, he just… didn’t correct his teachers’ assumptions that it was a Claremont-Diaz obligation — and flying into Heathrow this evening, a good-humored Cash in tow.

Alex’s head whips around at the creak of the floor from the hallway, but he slumps down again when the noise moves on. Just the night shift patrolling the hall.

11:08pm

The thing is, Alex doesn’t ever want Henry to have to be alone. Not if he can help it. That’s what being together means for Alex — that neither of them have to be on their own if they don’t want to be. And every time Henry gets called back to London for something like this, it’s like a little more of him gets washed away, eroded by the Crown’s expectations.

So if Alex can be there, next to Henry, holding his hand, being a bulwark for him against all of the royal bullshit— 

Alex will move heaven and earth to be by his side without a second thought.

11:11pm

Alex sees the time and stops pacing. 

June had been the one to tell Alex about the eleven-eleven tradition, back in Austin, before their parents had split. June used to yell out the time and make a wish, Alex! whenever they were in the same room. And Alex had closed his eyes and wished for all sorts of things: a bike with no training wheels, extra dessert that night, no homework on Friday.

It’s been years since he made a wish, since he pushed his desires out into the universe and hoped for it to return.

But Alex is right at the ‘not-giving-a-fuck’ level of tired, the point of the night where all he wants is to coil himself around Henry. So he closes his eyes tight, and wishes.

A simple wish, but earnest.

I wish Henry were here.

And like magic, like the universe heard Alex and decided to answer, he hears Henry’s voice, bidding Shaan goodnight, on the other side of the door.

[lizzie-bennetdarcy-afterdark]

Hello, Frans!

In an effort to keep the status of my main blog safe, I've created this blog from which I will post all my smutty art. That way, I don't lose functionality of my main if I do get flagged cause that was no fun.

Follow or not, I'll reblog everything from my main @lizzie-bennetdarcy so you'll see it either way!

I'll continue to post cropped images when necessary with links to the full drawings on ao3 because despite the new community tags, tumblr is still very strict about what isn't allowed.

Blog title credit goes to @reasonandfaithinharmony 😄

[reasonandfaithinharmony]

TV shows

Tagged by the lovely @ramonaflow @lizzie-bennetdarcy & @dinnfameron

Rules: list eight shows for your followers to get to know you better, the following are in no particular order.

Schitt's Creek

The X-Files

Parks and Rec

New Girl

Hart of Dixie

Only Murders in the Building

The West Wing

Alias

Reasonably sure that I'm the last person to actually do this. But if you have somehow missed out, please consider this to be me tagging you. I'd love to hear about what everyone is watching! 🥰

[rosedavid]

Snippet Sunday

Tagged by @stereopticons​ and @lizzie-bennetdarcy​!! thank you both! this is from my fic that was supposed to be for frozen over but now will hopefully just be posted this month

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The next morning, David meets Patrick in SoHo on the corner of Broadway and Prince. David is well-acquainted with this area after years of shopping here for himself. Now, he mostly shops in this area for others, and while David enjoys popping into stores like Dior or Ralph Lauren and seeing the latest fashion trends, his sweater from four seasons ago makes it apparent that David doesn’t belong in that world anymore. And then he starts to wonder what his life would be like if his family had never lost their money. He’s daydreamed about it too many times to count. 

“David? Are you ready?” Patrick’s voice breaks him out of his musings. 

He nods. “Yup, yes. Sorry, thinking about the busy day ahead.” 

Patrick is in another collared shirt and tie, looking every bit as fancy as the stores around them yet still seeming oddly out of place. Does he have any other outfits, or does he sleep in a button-down? 

--

Not tagging anyone because it’s almost Monday, and I’m very behind on tag games! If you haven’t been tagged and want to participate, consider yourself tagged!

[mammameesh]

1 and 5 for the new year asks, please!

1. Do you have a word-count goal for the upcoming year?

Let's see if I can beat my word count for this year? 52,972

5. Which WIP is first on your list to complete this year? Will you post a snippet?

I really want to finish "5 nights at Rays and 1 away" which will be my first 5 plus one. If it would only write itself....

[youfuckingbetter]

Oh my god this is HOT! 🔥🔥 Everyone should tag or DM me pics like this plz k thx. 😁

What we didn't see at Stevie's 😉

[hippolotamus]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers! 💕

Thank you, my love 😍🥰😘

💜 my two new squishable friends

🖤 summer thunderstorms

🤍 sketching

💖 afternoon naps

💞 hot stone massages

[rwrbficrecs]

Halloween Rec List 2024 🎃👻

A little late but here's our Halloween recs for 2024 !! (better late than never 👻)

can thrill you more than any ghoul by bunnyhun

faith, trust, and pixie dust by @porcelainmortal

Heart enough by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

I Want Candy by @vanillahigh00

If You've Got It, Haunt It by @caterpills

Incenatus by @missgeevious

late night devil (put your hands on me) by @nine-butterflies

Love Bites by @ashyblondwaves

Taste the Way You Bleed by @cha-melodius

The Candy Tax by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

The darkest part of the forest by @everwitch-magiks

The Tea Shop on Verbena Street by @dumbpeachjuice

These violent delights by @lizzie-bennetdarcy

when you say my name (i like the way it sounds) by @littlemisskittentoes

you knew what it was (he is in love) by sheWritesToLiveVicariously

Check out last year's list here 🎃🎃🎃

[thesleepyskipper]

Six Sentence Sunday

Thank you to @onthewaytosomewhere, @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, @suseagull04 and @sophie1973 for the tags today! When I realized I had nothing to share, it actually helped me get started on my next WIP idea! So smooches to all of you for that!😘

This is based on a song from one of my favourite bands called elevator love letter:

Henry’s office is on the twelfth floor of a skyscraper in Canary Wharf. There’s plenty of other offices, plenty of other people, plenty of other lost souls just like him who all make their way here every single day. Day in, day out; commute to and from the building, ride up and down the elevators. Every single bloody day. The routine is, to be frank, exhausting. And that doesn’t even include the actual work of it all.

Tag list under the cut for any friends who would care to share on this November day!

@welcometololaland, @cricketnationrise, @myheartalivewrites, @firenati0n

@rmd-writes, @celeritas2997, @noahreids, @alasse9, @14carrotghoul

@three-drink-amy, @anincompletelist, @anchoredarchangel, @cha-melodius, @sparklepocalypse,

@stereopticons, @smblmn, @leaves-of-laurelin, @lilythesilly, @emmalostinwonderland

@nontoxic-writes, @indestructibleheart, @maxbegone, @piratefalls

@iboatedhere, @nocoastposts, @zwiazdziarka, @firstprincehornyramblings

@clockwrkpendrxgon, @run-for-chamo-miles, @tinyarmedtrex, @getmehighonmagic, @henryspearl

@judasofsuburbia, @heysweetheart-writes, @blueeyedgrlwrites @bitbybitwrites,

@jmagnabo92, @wordsofhoneydew, @theprinceandagcd, @miss-minnelli

@hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @dragonflylady77, @agame-writes, @nocoastposts, @lightningboltreader

@inexplicablymine, @na-dineee, @notspecialbabe, @benwvatt, @cactusdragon517

@onetwistedmiracle, @ninzied, @porcelainmortal, @aforgottennymph, @caterpills

@kordeliafawkes, @stratocumulusperlucidus, @idealuk, @stellarmeadow, @eusuntgratie

@lizzie-bennetdarcy, @dreamtigress, @duchessdepolignaca03, @tailsbeth-writes,

@priincebutt, @stellarmeadow, @softboynick, @fullsunsets, @na-dineee

@firstprincefairytale, @rachelica9, @readstheroom, @anti-homophobia-cheese, @thighzp

@mikibwrites, @swearphil, @flowerfan2, @rarelyrad, @letloverule1111

@endlesstwanted, @glasshouses-and-stones, @swoonoveryou3, @thedramasummer, @jackzimmermemes

@miharaikko, @kj-bee, @dani-dabbles, @henryhenhazza,

@msmarvelouswinchester, @henrys-vodka-shot-glass, @shadegarden, @imintomakinghistory

@littlemisskittentoes, @reagcdfox, @lesliesknopes, @magicmelinoe

[cha-melodius]

Wow is it already that time again? Thanks @kiwiana-writes and @getmehighonmagic for the tags! Here's a chonky bit since I've been skipping out on Sundays.

“Oh, thank Christ,” a very familiar voice croaks brokenly, and Alex’s hand almost slips as he tries to push himself into a sitting position. Strong hands grab his arm and shoulder, holding on like he can’t decide whether to hold him still or help him. “Are you sure you should— all right, you’re up, that’s— good, good. Christ, Alex, I thought…” Alex rubs at his eyes, but the image refuses to resolve into anything that makes more sense than Henry kneeling in the rubble next to him, his eyes wide and panicked as he looks over Alex’s body for injuries. Around them, others are pulling away more of the wreckage and probably asking him questions, but it’s all background noise. “Are you ok?” Henry asks breathlessly. “I mean, you said you were, but— Are you sure you’re not injured?” Alex nods, forcing himself to look away from Henry’s concerned gaze and focus on his own body. “Yeah. I’m fine. Nothing broken. I’m good.” It’s not entirely the truth because he’s got more than a few bruises and he’s gonna be ridiculously sore later, but relatively, yeah. He’s good. He squints up at Henry. “The shot— is it usable?” Henry gapes at him for a beat, his mouth opening and closing before he finally asks, incredulously, “The shot?”

Thanks also for the Sunday tags @eusuntgratie, @iboatedhere, @faketrex, @lilythesilly, @three-drink-amy, and

@welcometololaland! I am tagging you all back for today! Have an open tag as usual, but also tagging...

@justabigoldnerd, @orchidscript, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @onthewaytosomewhere, @wolfpup026

@cricketnationrise, @rmd-writes, @clottedcreamfudge, @dumbpeachjuice, @tintagel-or-cockleshells

@14carrotghoul, @firenati0n, @inexplicablymine, @sparklepocalypse, @blueeyedgrlwrites

@porcelainmortal, @indestructibleheart, @myheartalivewrites, @ninzied, @nontoxic-writes,

@thesleepyskipper, @wordsofhoneydew, @leaves-of-laurelin, @nicijones, @pippinoftheshire,

@mirilyawrites, @luainthewild, @anincompletelist, @lizzie-bennetdarcy

[kiwiana-writes]

WIP Wednesday

Hey, y'all. I am struggling. With motivation, with ideas, with passion. Writing has always been my outlet and when the outlet isn't outletting... it's pretty fucking killer, I'm not gonna lie to you. I haven't read anything in literal weeks, either. Brains! Who'd have em?

Thanks to everyone who has continued to tag me over the last few weeks, and to @thighzp for the tag tonight. I really appreciate everyone who isn't just letting me disappear into the Void of Writers Past, which is basically my biggest fear lmfao.

Anyway. I have no idea what this is yet, apart from an attempt at a birthday present for a friend that stalled out and watched her birthday sail past, but!

Henry Fox is—allegedly—a pillow princess. It’s not like Alex has first-hand knowledge. He knows what a pillow princess is, because Nora once got very drunk and waxed poetic about how they’re underappreciated and unfairly maligned by the sapphic community. He also knows who Henry Fox is, because they shared a [something] class in freshman year in which Henry was tall and blond and British and annoying, and Alex didn’t miss a single opportunity to tell him that. But that was a year ago now, and Alex has never had any reason to think about those two completely unrelated pieces of knowledge in conjunction, except that his absolute least favourite lacrosse teammate is functionally incapable of having some fucking decorum, apparently.  “I mean, I guess it makes sense.” It’s not the first time Alex has internally described Darren’s face as punchable while Darren is running his mouth in the locker room, and it almost definitely won’t be the last. “When you’ve got a face like that, you probably don’t need to learn how to be good at it, you know? Guys will be lining up around the block to give it to him even if he just lays there.” “Including you,” Alex points out, because he has chronic can’t-shut-the-fuck-up disease and no real sense of self-preservation.

Tagging @agame-writes @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @blueeyedgrlwrites @cactusdragon517

@celeritas2997 @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice

@everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

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

@lilythesilly @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @myheartalivewrites @ninzied

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

@porcelainmortal @read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail

@sparklepocalypse @stereopticons @thesleepyskipper @thinkof-england

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

[stereopticons]

Oh hey, bet you weren’t expecting anything from me! I don’t blame you, the words have been very inconsistent. But I have been working on this exes to lovers fic so I have a little bit to share.

He jumps as someone to his right drops their silverware, startled by the loud clatter. He turns to chastise them, but all of his complaints die on his lips when he recognizes the pale face staring back at him.

“Patrick?!” All the color drains from David’s face and his stomach lurches like he’s back parasailing with Anderson Cooper, only this time, his feet are still solidly on the ground.

“David.” The sound of his name in Patrick’s voice makes David’s heart clench. “What, uh, what are you doing here?”

“Um, getting coffee?” David raises the cup the waitress set in front of him.

There’s a terrible sort of symmetry, running into Patrick here in the cafe, like some kind of distorted echo of their first meeting in New York. It cleaves David’s heart in half, cracking open his ribs one by one, and the only thing he can think to do is put physical distance between himself and the source of the pain.

He practically sprints out of the cafe, nearly tripping on the worn-out rug in the doorway. He can hear Patrick calling his name behind him but he doesn’t slow down.

Once outside, he has to pause for a minute to get his bearings, which unfortunately gives Patrick enough time to stumble out the door after him.

“David, wait!”

Tagging @kiwiana-writes @indestructibleheart @rmd-writes @alienajackson @jettestar

@mostlyinthemorning @celeritas2997 @blueeyedgrlwrites @ninzied @jamilas-pen

@lizzie-bennetdarcy @tyfinn @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 @chelle-68 @smblmn

@hippolotamus @blackandwhiteandrose @dinnfameron @filet-o-feelings @treluna4

[reasonandfaithinharmony]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @rosedavid and @lizzie-bennetdarcy! Thank you!

Three ships: David/Patrick (Schitt's Creek), Mulder/Scully (The X-Files), and it's kind of a tie among like 4 other couples, but I'll give the edge to Ben/Leslie (Parks & Rec)

First ever ship: Mulder/Scully (The X-Files), despite Chris Carter's best efforts 🙄

Last song: Planet Earth II Suite (full version) by Hans Zimmer. And since I'm thinking about it, I'm also going to link to Hans Zimmer and an orchestra performing a shorter version, live on Colbert's show. I love being able to watch the musicians alongside some of the Planet Earth II highlights.

Last film: Glass Onion

Currently reading: How to Be Perfect: The Correct Answer to Every Moral Question by Michael Schur (creator of The Good Place, Parks and Rec, etc.)

Currently watching: Only Murders in the Building

Currently consuming: Brioche french toast

Currently craving: More time off work. My brain is not ready to re-engage.

Tagging: @walnuts-and-berries, @carrotdew, @treluna4, @smileyrice, @wordthieve, @ramonaflow, @stillhidden, @hippolotamus, @dinnfameron, and anyone else who would like to play!

[onthewaytosomewhere]

okay kiddies it seems to be a slow wednesday (or i've just not seen everything yet - either is likely really) so i'm putting this out here now ... so i don't forget

thanks so much for the tag @firstprincehornyramblings

so today's wip wednesday is a Work-Is-Published cuz well the other thing i've been putting most my work into is for a secret thing and/or it's already been put up on ao3 this week for my firstprince week fics

so today's words are from what i've been affectionately calling star wars firstprince soulmates but is actually now titled soulmates, star wars, and insufferable aresholes (and has some surprise southern philanthropy lolz - tho really is that a surprise in my stuff anymore?)

“Eh, it could have been worse. At least it’s not boring.” The ravishing man holds his hand out to Henry. “I’m Alex, by the way. What can I call you besides blonde hottie?” He chuckles as if he only just realizes what he said. “Sorry, that’s what I’ve been calling you in my head. Well, besides, dude, I’m gonna marry.” Alex runs a hand through his hair and then clamps the other over his mouth as if he can stop any more words from coming out and Henry—he’s falling so hard, and he’s lucky his legs are still holding him upright. Henry finds the wherewithal to answer, even though all his brainpower seems to focus on how his hand feels in Alex’s, how his fingers wrap around his, and how they might feel wrapped around something else. “Henry.” He doesn’t get much else out as he slams his mouth shut after that, afraid his mouth will let any of the slew of horny thoughts pass into the space between them for the stragglers in the theater to hear as they pass them. “Well, Henry, has anyone ever told you that accent of yours should be illegal? It’s fucking lethal.”

OPEN TAG FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO PLAY ALONG (tag me plz) AND SOME OTHERS BENEATH THE CUT

a very gentle tag ur it!!! @adreamareads @anincompletelist @blueeyedgrlwrites @catdadacd @caterpills

@cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @dragonflylady77 @duchessdepolignaca03 @emmalostinwonderland

@england-would-fall @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @firstsprinces @suseagull04

@forever-fixating @getmehighonmagic @henryspearl @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

@inell @inexplicablymine @jmagnabo92 @judasofsuburbia @kiwiana-writes

@littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @mikibwrites @myheartalivewrites @ninzied

@orchidscript @piratefalls @porcelainmortal @priincebutt @softboynick

@sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @stellarmeadow @tailsbeth-writes

@taste-thewaste @theprinceandagcd @thesleepyskipper @thighzp @thinkof-england

@tinyarmedtrex @typicalopposite @zwiazdziarka @indestructibleheart @eusuntgratie

@stratocumulusperlucidus @basil-bird @strwbrryagcd @thedramasummer @cactusdragon517

[smblmn]

@pscentral​ event 31: faceless

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

Happiest birthday to @lizzie-bennetdarcy ❤️❤️❤️

[firenati0n]

wip wednesday <3 :)

hello friends :) thank you to everyone for the tags over the last few weeks (i will tag back under the cut). <3 appreciate the shouts!

here is a snip from the doc i have affectionately named nolan!alex / murphy!henry fuck around and find out, the actor au...collaborators to friends to lovers to exes to enemies to grudging partners to friends to lovers YEEHAW! pls forgive any editing errors <3

Alex's eyes are hot as he blinks back tears, Henry's profile blurring and distorting. “Tu me manques, remember? You kept saying that and I kept going ‘Oh, he's so hot when he's speaking French’ like the idiot I am. But I looked it up and it's not just ‘I miss you’, is it? It’s fucking ‘you are absent from me’, like a piece of me belongs to you, a part of you that’s mine. Why would you—why the fuck would you whisper this to me so earnestly every time you think I can’t hear you, and then turn around and pull this shit? Are you embarrassed by us, by me? Is the piece of me you have not enough?” Henry stands in front of him, eyes a little distant and haunted, fingers flexing at his sides. His silence cuts Alex to the fucking core, lances through him and gets him square in his traitorous little heart. A fickle thing, love is. Will he ever be enough for someone? Alex steels himself to say the words he’s been holding back, the words that have been pushing up behind his teeth for months, making his gums ache and jaw tingle.  “I don’t want to be your dirty little secret, Henry. I deserve better. And I think you do, too. You just won’t allow yourself to see that, and it’s killing me.”

xoxo roop

+ no pressure tags under the cut and open tag as usual <3

@ninzied @priincebutt @suseagull04 @rmd-writes @leaves-of-laurelin

@eusuntgratie @bigassbowlingballhead @magicandarchery @getmehighonmagic @violetbaudelaire-quagmire

@cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @orchidscript @myheartalivewrites @dumbpeachjuice

@anchoredarchangel @sparklepocalypse @anincompletelist @nocoastposts @wordsofhoneydew

@tintagel-or-cockleshells @sherryvalli @lizzie-bennetdarcy @heysweetheart-writes @onward--upward

@celeritas2997 @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @happiness-of-the-pursuit @littlemisskittentoes

@14carrotghoul @cultofsappho @alasse9 @nontoxic-writes @kiwiana-writes

@hgejfmw-hgejhsf @piratefalls @ships-to-sail @indestructibleheart @mikibwrites

@porcelainmortal @captainjunglegym @itsmaybitheway @tailsbeth-writes @welcometololaland

@adreamareads @duchessdepolignaca03 @sophie1973 @onthewaytosomewhere @theprinceandagcd