#milex thoughts are out of control

[joshus-lobster]

Imagine Alex wearing this and it visibly gets tighter every time Miles pushes into him and fingerprints that bruise and sweat and you can faintly hear the sound of the beads and chains clicking but the sound of wet skin on skin is much louder-

[misskattylashes]

As requested....

The history of Milex in Miles Kane albums...

Colour of the Trap

Ah I’m having a great time with Al. He’s my best mate and I love him and we have a laugh together. We’ve even done most of this album together which was great cos I love being with him. The sex is great too, but basically we’re just having a laugh (Telepathy, Rearrange)

Don’t Forget Who You Are

Well, I’m still having a great time with Al, but sometimes he fucks me off because he doesn’t know what he wants. I don’t even know why it gets to me so much. I mean we’re just mates who sleep together aren’t we? I’ll even refer to him as ‘her’ in songs cos basically I’m straight (Don’t Forget Who You Are, Give Up, Out of Control)

Coup de Grace

I fucking love him. Properly love him. In love with him. The fucking bastard has broken my heart. We spent that summer together and I told him I loved him and I thought we would be together but he’s let me down and gone back to his girlfriend. I hate him. I love him. I hate him. I love him. (Too Little Too Late, Killing the Joke, Wrong Side of Life, Shavambacu)

Change The Show

He’s a tosser. I’ve decided that. Total tosser. He needs to sort out his issues. It’s not like I even think about him that much. Well I do. But I’m fine without him. Tosser. I love him. I hate him. I love him. But sod him (See Ya When I See Ya, Change the Show, Adiós Ta Ra Ta Ra)

One Man Band

Alright, I’m still madly in love with him. And I admit a lot of our relationship problems was down to me being a fuckwit and a commitment phobe. He still loves me and I think we can make a go of things as long as I work through my issues and he has a bit of patience (Troubled Son, The Wonder, Heal, Random, Doubles, Scared of Love)

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

5 fics i've enjoyed this month

stealing this idea from @alexturne because i absolutely love the idea of promoting all the amazing talented authors in this fandom more! 💜

missed your bones on me by @glorious-blackout summary: In the aftermath of their blissful reunion at Emirates Stadium, Miles wakes alone in Alex's bed to the sound of a gentle piano melody. Set following Miles' reunion with Arctic Monkeys on 18th June 2023. notes: this fic is absolutely beautiful. full of sadness for the past and hope for the future and just suffused throughout with the kind of bone-deep love that feels so utterly in character for milex. it tugged on my heartstrings in all the best ways, and has my favourite ever portrayal of alex lost in his creative headspace.

some velvet morning by @musette22/@subtle-as-an-earthquake summary: It happens at the OIympia in Paris, just after the show. Their hundredth show. A memorable one for more than just that reason, as it turns out. (Or, the fic in which Alex's body starts talking before his mind does, forcing him to finally realise a thing or two about his relationship with his best friend Miles). notes: oh my lord, this fic 😍 it's like someone (and by someone i mean @subtle-as-an-earthquake) took all my favourite tropes and poured them into a gorgeously written, tension-laden 14k fic that is so stupidly good i've already read it at least three times already 😅 it captures the dynamic between alex and miles SO well - the sense of contrasting complete ease/simmering tension with each other is one of the best portrayals i've ever read of them, and alex's thought process throughout unfolds in a way that feels so utterly (and infuriatingly) in character. the slow build is absolutely delicious, and the culmination of it delivers above and beyond! ✨

sometime in the future by @blacktrickle summary: In a world quite similar to this one, Miles Kane is an international supermodel and Alex Turner is the rockstar who has broken his heart one too many times. Now, two years after their most vicious break up, Alex is asking for one more shot, but this time, Miles won’t make it easy. notes: oh my goddddd THIS FIC 😭😭 i put off reading it for ages because i had this sneaking little suspicion it was going to destroy me - and i was right. destroy me it has, in the BEST possible way. i literally cannot recommend it enough. the writing and depth of character portrayal is just stunning, and i am completely and utterly hooked. i'm actually only halfway through rn, but already i know that this fic is one that's going to stay with me in my heart for the longest time - and can't wait to see where it's heading.

you've got control of everyone's eyes (including mine) by @alexturne summary: It's 2005 and the Arctic Monkeys are about to set out on their first proper tour. Alex is quite happy with that, until a certain someone gets in the way and spoils it all. A story about facing hardships, insecurities and stage fright, about friendships, dreams, music and smoking too many fucking cigarettes in dark back alleys. About keeping your friends close, and perhaps your enemies even closer. notes: i'm only three chapters in, but already this fic has hooked me in completely. it's beautifully readable, and just feels like such a vivid slice of early era am life. alex and miles are absolutely INSUFFERABLE in the best possible way - clearly obsessed with each other, but hiding behind the idea that they hate each other. the constantly simmering ust is wonderfully written, and the way they relate with each other feels so authentic (even if it also makes me want to knock their heads together). i can't wait to see where this fic goes 😍

ain't got anything to lick without you baby by @elorianna summary: At some point during their usual stage antics, Alex and Miles start playing an innocent game of one-upmanship – but with neither one of them willing to back down, things eventually get a little bit out of hand… notes: listen, i've read this one before. and i'll read it a bunch of times again too because it's just a CLASSIC. one of the first ever milex fics i read and i find myself returning to it over and over because it's just such a fun little read, and of course so well written too because it's elorianna. it captures all the ridiculousness and ust of eycte era milex messing around with each other, and the smut is well - *fans self*

okay, that's all for this month, but i think i'm going to try and do this every month and make it a regular thing! if anyone has any fic recs for me then please feel free to drop them in the comments/my asks/dms - i'm always on the lookout for more milex fics 💗

[alexturne]

My Milex fanfic masterpost

LONG CHAPTERED STORIES

under these lights you look beautiful

Rated E - 103k - 14 chapters

Miles got completely lost in his voice. There was a faraway quality to it, like he belonged somewhere else entirely, but somehow had decided to grace them with his presence and Miles felt blessed to be near him if even for a short while. The subtle elegance hidden in his slender figure, the mannerisms of his fingers wrapped around the corners of his notebook. His words were spoken softly, quietly, but without any hesitation or faltering.

Alex is an elusive poet, who has a way with words and Miles is a bartender, who is completely mesmerized.

the element of surprise

Rated E - 45k - 8 chapters

"Yeah! I'm not one to judge, just want ya to be prepared, you know, just in case.." "In case what?" Jamie rolled his eyes at him. "In case nothing. Nevermind. Forget it. Just help me find your skiing gear and we'll be off." "Skiing?" "Yeah, didn't you hear the lady? We're taking you on a surprise skiing trip to celebrate your birthday, mate!"

The Monkeys invite Alex skiing for his birthday and little does he know that there's a very special surprise waiting for him.

sit next to me before i go

Rated E - 28k - 7 chapters

He'd get up in just a second. He'd go downstairs and make Alex sit down on the tall stool by the counter, and have him tell Miles everything about his amazing tour as Miles puttered around the kitchen fixing them both tea and biscuits. It'd be perfect.

If only he could get up.

Or: Miles is sick and is being very stubborn about it, and Alex flies back to take care of him.

my heart melted in the heat

Rated E - 36k - 9 chapters

The cold winds of winter rush through the old college town. Miles drags himself through another shift at the dingy coffee shop, Rich's Beans, and he wishes for summer, for the day he is out of here. But when he gets a new coworker, a young guy named Alex, with pretty dark hair and even prettier dark eyes, life suddenly seems a little brighter.

Will Miles be able to keep his bubbling feelings under control or will his silly crush keep him warm during this season's freak thunderstorms?

Written for the Shadow Monkeys Big Bang 2022

you've got control of everyone's eyes (including mine)

Rated E - 106k - 19 chapters

The tour was coming up soon, everything set in place, and tonight they'd celebrate and let off some steam before it all began. And now he had to deal with this guy? Miles fucking Kane? Of all the nights? Couldn't a guy be allowed to celebrate in peace?

It's 2005 and the Arctic Monkeys are about to set out on their first proper tour. Alex is quite happy with that, until a certain someone gets in the way and spoils it all.

A story about facing hardships, insecurities and stage fright, about friendships, dreams, music and smoking too many fucking cigarettes in dark back alleys. About keeping your friends close, and perhaps your enemies even closer.

SHORT CHAPTERED STORIES

pinned down by the dark

Rated E - 10k - 4 chapters

He knows exactly what’s going on on the other side of that door. The thought sends a shiver up his spine. And he knows who it is as well. He'd recognise that voice anywhere. Someone's in there alright! It's Al, for fucks sake.

Miles hears a soft moan through the door. And he takes a step back from the door, wondering if perhaps he shouldn’t be listening in on his best mate pleasuring himself in the middle of the night.

3 times Miles hears Alex in the middle of the night and 1 time he does something about it.

you're so pretty and i'm so shy

Rated E - 14k - 2 chapters

“Fine, if you’re so shy then why don’t you write him a note? Like in the films, write your number on a slip of paper, give it to him or slip it into his pocket or summat.”

“That might work!”

“I was kidding Alex!”

pretending you were just some lover

Rated E - 13k - 2 chapters

That damned piece of paper marked a death sentence he'd requested himself on that fateful day three months ago.

Today would mark the end of the charade.

When he'd sign his name on that dotted line.

When his marriage to the single greatest, most gorgeous, most wonderful person alive would end.

Or: Alex is a dumbass who tries to get divorced from the love of his life.

ONESHOTS

i've been saving all my summers for you

Rated E - 22k

They were 11 when they first met at the beach, now at 21 they’re back. Back at this place that became theirs. The place they became best friends.

The place where Alex fell in love for the very first time.

nobody ought to be alone on christmas

Rated M - 12k

"And it's not my fault he's all the way away in LA! Stupid, far away LA. London's a nice place too, you know! It's worth sticking around for, especially at Christmas!"

"What's stopping you from seeing him? You're obviously miserable without him, with nowhere to go for Christmas. Get out of your joggers. Go to LA. Go see him. Tell him you love him."

stop making the eyes at me

Rated E - 25k

He turned to look at Alex, took off his sunglasses and tucked them into the quite unbuttoned neck of his shirt. His eyes roamed over Alex rather shamelessly, slowly looking him up and down as an appreciative smirk formed on his lips, and Alex suddenly felt hot all over.

Or: Alex gets stuck inside an elevator with a hot stranger and a bottle of whiskey and they need to find a way to pass the time.

you just ain't the one for me

Rated E - 7k

Suddenly she had an idea. "I wanna fuck him. Miles. I wanna fuck him." Alex made a weird choking sound. "Pardon?" "I wanna fuck Miles. And then I wanna watch him fuck you."

Taylor has an idea of how to spend their sunny afternoon and she's not about to take no for an answer. Sexiness ensues and she makes a few decisions about their relationship.

magic from your fingers tingles down my spine

Rated E - 8k

"Wanna make out?" Alex coughed out a cloud of thick smoke. He blinked and looked at Miles next to him. Miles was making quite the sight, sprawled out across Alex's sheets with a dirty smirk plastered on his face. He looked nice, spread out like that. All relaxed and comfortable, as if he'd always been destined to end up right there in Alex's bed.

Or: Whilst writing their first album together, Alex and Miles get high, and Miles has a great idea about how they could be spending their time.

you're a matter of urgency

Rated G - 8k

The cab ride had been the most anxious 36 minutes of his life. Jiggling a nervous leg and staring out the window, he'd clutched the phone hard in hand, devil device that it was, as it'd brought him the single worst message he’d received in his entire life;

"Miles was in an accident. Come quickly."

i'll be home for christmas

Rated E - 13k

Alex Turner had it all.

A massively successful global tour, adoring fans everywhere he went, amazing sales figures, another number one album, a gorgeous house, a jealousy-inducing collection of vintage cars and motorbikes and the best bandmates you could ask for.

But one fateful Christmas eve has Alex realizing that none of that truly matters. And that the one thing he could truly never live without is the one he let get away.

going back to 505

Rated T - 2k

"Wanna bring out a very good friend of ours. Put your hands together please, for Miles Kane!"

Miles joins them for 505 for the first time in 5 years.

[desidesidesi]

The first liveblogging of the excitement of The Box TM was getting out of control so I'm making a new post and sharing a new story.

So! My mother and her friends live in a poor backwater of Mississippi. Like we visited during Thanksgiving and the "City Square" which is the heart of the city was either cute, kitschy gift stores or buildings that are literal husks with caved in rooves. So they are permanently B O R E D and have picked up the art......... Of Dumpster Diving in the extremely rich college town north of them (not naming it cuz I don't wanna dox my mom or ruin their weird side hussle. @banahbanah you know where I'm talking about)

Apparently they heard tale that all the rich college kids and stores just throw out perfectly good furniture, clothing, anything under the sun at the end of the semester. Sure enough she's told me about a giant 65in TV that was "broken" (a 50$ repair got it working again) basically a new wardrobe, perfectly good food (Star Bucks throws away so much shit), Coach Bags, and knick-knacks galore!

This is all relevant because half of the stuff in The Box are goodies from one of her outings!

First pic!

In this picture (Professor Juniper for Scale) we have a Bento Box, a Tea Cup (which she worried would break but thankfully did not), and two different gift sets of tea (both thrown out well before their expi date) all gotten from the HomeGoods Dumpster in said rich college town.

Now, I know what you're thinking: Desi. Isn't this a little privileged and problematic that a bunch of Southern White Women can go around dumpster diving and basically not get in trouble with the police? And I say... Like, duh? But they kinda do a Robin Hood approach to their little operation and share with everyone in their friend group anything and everything they find! They're basically using their privilege to stick it to corporate America and even MORE privileged white people!

Also in this pictures are crystals from an old chandelier in my childhood room. Mom was replacing it and asked if I wanted it? I'm renting, I don't have any place to put it lol so I just said "Can I have the crystals to make Sun Catchers with?" She didn't quite get it, but she sent them anyway so yay!

And of course, my delicious Milex (powdered milk for those that don't know what the hell I'm talking about) 💖💖💖 I know I'm a weirdo for basically using it as a cereal additive by making things extra milk, but I fucking love it and it tastes of childhood. 💖 We have to get friends to "import" it from Honduras cuz the company that makes it doesn't sell online anywhere??? It's fucking wild how hard it is to find this stuff!!! Gotta ration better this time. I literally used the last bag she got me in a few weeks 😅

Also? Cute cows on the packaging!

And finally! The Purse-My-Aunt-Saw-And-Thought-I-Would-Appreciate-It-Best!

Look at this thing! It was "Made in Nepal" with "environmentally friendly products" and is bigger than my damn torso??? I can fit my full-sized sketch book in this dang thing lol! It's very... Hippy dippy lol. I definitely see why she got it for me 🤣 Will have to wear it around Colorado and see if I get any Crunchy Moms lusting after it.

BUT YES. I did an unboxing on Facebook Messenger with my mom and dad and it was silly fun. Hope this random hobby my mom has taken up nets me more random bullshit lol.

[richiebrook]

RichieBrook’s Milex Fanfic Masterlist

An Evening in London (Complete) It's the 23rd of December. This is Miles' evening in five acts. This was written for the Milex Big Bang 2019 and was based on Gerard Reve’s The Evenings.

The Galaxy’s Edge (Complete) Alex hasn’t been feeling like himself. He's used to it – tour life usually makes him feel a bit out of it, as if he were drifting in space - but it does put a strain on his relationship with the rest of the band and his girlfriend Taylor. Miles, his best friend turned lover, calls him up twice a week to make sure he doesn't drift too far. Their biweekly ritual helps Alex. The same can't be said for Taylor, who is perfectly aware of what Miles really is to her boyfriend. And so the Monkeys tour continues, Alex drifts and Miles anchors. But is it really drifting if you know exactly where you need to be?”

Series: Contact

Bluebird (D/s) Miles needs some help to piece himself back together.

Won’t Someone Dance With Me? (D/s) Alex's way of dealing with the coronavirus outbreak comes down to... well, not dealing with it. Miles has a solution.

Stop the World (D/s) Alex kneels for Miles. That's it, that's the story.

Series: Last Shadow Snippets

Amsterdam Miles overhears a group of people in the audience singing “Where the fuck is Alex Turner?” as soon as he leaves the stage after his first gig of the European tour. Feeling like he's lost control of his own tour, Miles calls Alex up, fully intending to blame him for everything. Luckily, Alex knows just how to prove to him that he's still very much in control after all. 

A Little Distorted Alex famously has trouble putting his thoughts into words sometimes, but it’s not supposed to be like that when it's just him and Miles. However, after a long time apart, Alex isn’t sure they’re still as comfortable with each other as they once were.

A Last Shadow Snippet Miles and Alex are on tour together. They get up to things in Alex's hotel room. Miles reflects. Also, they enjoy themselves, because of course they do.

I’ll Wear A Mask For You A silly little drabble inspired by Miles in makeup.

The Sun Machine Is Coming Down Øyafestivalen 2016. Miles and Alex are on stage together. Alex decides that he really needs a cuddle right when Miles starts playing a guitar solo. Miles is more than happy to indulge him, because who needs personal space, anyway?

There’s A Brand New Dance Apparently both Alex and Miles attended the Celine fashion show in Paris the other day. There are no pictures of them together (yet?), so I wrote one. That’s it. That’s the story. 

See Ya When I See Ya Lots of affection and a goodbye (for now?).

Series: This Is Your Life 

The Meeting Place(One shot) He doesn’t have the time to think about how much he hurt them both. All he wants is to just drown out those thoughts. They’re the last ones that bring any sort of emotion with them, so he might as well get rid of them.

Still Afloat  “We’ll be all over the internet within a few minutes if you keep doing that,” Miles warns him, and Alex shrugs. “Like old times, then,” he says. “I can handle it. Can you?” 

Searching for the Inner Man (One shot) Alex is not here right now, please leave a message after the beep.

In for Better Weather  It’s bad weather for me sometimes - that’s just how it is. No one can avoid being in a bad mood every once in a while. But Al’s thing, that’s not about it being bad weather at all. It’s about climate rather than weather, and his climate has changed entirely. 

One Shots

Tumblr Ficlets A collection of ficlets that I posted on Tumblr. Some are fluffy, some are a little dark. I will specify which tags and/or trigger warnings are applicable before each ficlet.

Noise Miles’ chest is heaving with anger and he can feel the vein in his neck that Alex is very obviously staring at pulse. “Well?” he asks, his voice bordering on shrill. He clears his throat. “Are you gonna say anythin’ at all tonight, or are you just here to stare at me? Because if that’s the plan, I’m going to bed and I’ll expect you to be out of my house come mornin’, Al.”

Mardy Bum Whenever Alex gets broken up with, he drags himself to Miles's place for a good sulking session and even better sex. However, this time Miles isn't having any of it. (Or: Alex and Miles are idiots.)

Contact Alex has trouble getting out of bed. Miles comforts him.

Picture Book It's a chilly Sunday morning and Miles and Alex go for a walk in the park together. Alex is bundled up in an oversized coat and Miles doesn’t know how to properly dress himself for autumn. They bicker about Alex’s penchant for taking artsy analogue photos.

Why Colour in the Lines Miles isn't great at transitioning from tour life to home life. Alex has turned up at his new flat to make the transition go a bit smoother. They both really want to think that he's helping. Partly inspired by the interview about music and mental health Miles did for the Elevate Music Podcast.

Dinner for Two  After spending the night at Miles' place, Alex always leaves in the morning. However, this time the lights in the bedroom are still on when Miles returns home after a long day at the studio. 

[girlinthepictureframe]

The Briefest Kiss. A bit of Milex fanfiction.

(This takes place after the Oyafestivalen concert.)

They had done it again. They had broken another boundary. It was becoming a regular occurrence, it seemed. But Alex had yet to decide for himself if it was a lucky repeat or the proverbial bad habit.  

His hand went to his cheek, absentmindedly touching the very spot that had been so utterly scorched some mere hours ago. His eyes closed at the memory. What an innocent little move it had been. A joke, really. Maybe even an accident. A slight flutter of his tongue. Not quite a lick. The tiniest taste of contact. But it had left Alex giggling like a school boy who’d just gotten his first touch of lips.

Had Miles messed with him? Had it been an attempt to lighten him up, to make him laugh? If anything, that was the most likely explanation. What other reason was there, frankly? Why would one’s best mate lick one’s cheek? On stage? In front of an audience desperate for a salacious moment? He himself had done it to Miles. He loved doing it, too. Loved every chance he got to rattle Miles’ cool stage-persona. That man was a master of his profession, always on point, always in control, never out of words. Alex lived for those few and rare moments when he could make Miles forget a line or slip up on the guitar. It meant that he’d stolen Miles’ attention away from the crowd, the stage, the guitar, away from anything and everyone.  

There was only one problem: When Miles did turn his entire attention on Alex, when he directed his big, curious eyes at him, when he stared at him with a mixture of adoration and expectation, Alex forgot to do his job as well. And that happened far more often than it should.

He placed one hand against the floor length window, leaned against it and finished the drink in his hand. At long last a hotel suite. A guy needed some privacy once in a while. The tour bus had its charm but every now and then Alex’s head needed space and silence to work through all the thoughts that kept him awake at night.  

Like tonight.  

Wasn’t it ridiculous that one little lick could occupy so much space in a head that was already overloaded to begin with? Why, oh why, did Miles have to lick his cheek? Alex knew why he himself did those things. He knew his own intentions, knew his actions were in jest and not in earnest.  

Lest...

No. Alex shook his head as placed the glass aside. A self-ridiculing chuckle slipped past his lips. Okay, fine, he had kissed Miles. Once. Very briefly. Could it even be called a kiss? The contact had been so brief, so fleeting, so vague that it was hardly a kiss by any common definition of the word. Really, he’d only done it because rumour had it that such displays of affection on that particular stage were most unwelcome. But he’d always been a rebel at heart. Telling him not to do something, even merely hinting at it, was all it took to make him tackle that taboo with a vengeance.

And Miles had laughed it off. They had both had laughed it off. Soundly!  

Except for that splinter of a second, right as it was happening, as their lips were touching, when Alex caught himself thinking he’d felt less of a sensation during previous kisses with women whose lips should have left a far greater impression.

Though, honestly, what did that mean, he wondered, as he mocked himself with an eye-roll. Miles could kiss. Nothing he hadn’t known before. He’d overheard enough of Miles’ former flings telling just that.  

As he made his way towards the bed with a shake of head, he passed the acoustic guitar that never strayed too far from his side and the eternal songwriter within him got hold of his consciousness. “I wonder, did you like it? Did you like it just a little bit? Did you like it like I did?”

With a loud sigh he dropped backwards onto the bed and closed his eyes. He’d never fall asleep like this, his mind was too obsessed. But at least his bones would get some rest.

Well, imagine that. Napped, he had!  

But not for long. Around three a.m., a mere two hours after going to bed, he got off the bed, lost his shoes on the way to the bathroom and eventually found himself back at the large window, gazing out across the city. These were the hours of the night he didn’t like. His thoughts had abandoned him, the songwriter within him was peacefully asleep and what remained of him was bored witless.  

Could he do it tonight? Should he? Would he be okay with it? Tired but restless, Alex knew not what else to do except do what he always did when he longed for companionship. He padded back towards the bed, changed into his pyjamas. Dark blue silk pyjamas with black lining and silver buttons. A gift from Miles, who firmly believed that being dressed well at night would encourage sleeping well at night.

Once the last button was done, he made his way to the door, switched the light off, grabbed the room keycard and headed out. Thankfully, he didn’t have to walk far. As the two front-men of the Shadow Puppets, Miles and he had neighboring rooms. When he was touring with the Monkeys, things were a little trickier. But not tonight. He knocked once, not too loud. Then again. A moment passed.  

Then the door opened. Miles’ sleepy face appeared from behind it as he let Alex inside. “Bad dream?”

No further questions. Alex wasn’t sure sleepy Miles even cared for any kind of answer. His friend, wearing monogrammed Gucci pyjamas as Alex noted with a slight grin, walked wordlessly back towards the bed, got in and switched the light off.  

“You don’t mind, do you?” He slipped underneath the covers, shifted until he was resting comfortably on what had at some point become his side of the bed, and waited patiently for an answer.  

Miles turned around, eyes still closed, but smiling gently. Alex couldn’t see it. The room was pitch black. But he knew. He knew not how, but he knew. And smiled back. Miles’s arm reached out as he crawled closer towards Alex, then it slid around him, rolled him over and pulled his back against his front. “Have I ever minded?” He whispered into Alex’s hair. “Night, Al.”

“Night, Mi.”

[alexturne]

8, 12 and 49 for the ask game!! and 50 :3

Thank yoooouuu 😘 I'm stealing your very brilliant idea of screenshotting the questions!

Oh, great question! I actually used to be very inspired by AM songs and lyrics when I first started writing. Having a lyric pop out to me and spark a whole story in my head or a simple line becoming the title of a fic I simply had to write. Hence why all my fics have lyrics as their titles 😎

To answer the question! Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend! I've got a very tiny wip called "keep your charm where i can't see it (and your hands where i can)" because I just LOOOOOVE that line. And it sparks so much tension and temptation and I had the idea of a spin the bottle/get drunk at a house party/accidentally make out with your friend and BOOM find out you feel very differently than you thought about said friend. The whole trying to resist the temptation because it just feels so good but you don't want to ruin the friendship... That kinda thing. Who knows if it will ever see the light of day 😘

Hmm, I don't know if there are any tropes really to speak of that I didn't like.. But I've gotten a lot better at reading scary/horror themed stories. We have so many incredibly talented writers in this fandom who write the most amazing scary stories and I simply had to learn 😂 Even if they still scare me sometimes! I don't really think I'll ever be able to write any myself tho. The closest I've managed is a very brief wip inspired by What We Do In The Shadows, and let's be real, that's really not scary at all 😂

Ooohh. My current wip is... Well, it's really my white whale. The one that keeps me up at night. It's the first milex fic I ever came up with, the thing that really started it all. And it's just. My baby. I love it so much and I've literally been trying to write it for TWO YEARS and it's just the most difficult thing I've ever tried to write. I'm at about 70k at this point and every word is a struggle but I want it done. I don't know if the two years of effort will be evident in the final work so don't have too high expectations please, but it's just so very important and special to me.

It will be called "you've got control of everyone's eyes (including mine)". And here is a small snippet:

Miles just looked at him, as if expecting Alex to say something. But if Miles thought his mere presence alone was enough to rattle Alex, to throw him off his game, he thought wrong! If he thought he could come here and ruffle Alex's feathers and get him all worked up he was sorely mistaken. Alex didn't care! Not one bit. He was cool. Miles had no effect on him whatsoever. Not tonight, that was for sure, if that's what he thought. Alex was calm and collected and all that.

Aaahhhh you made me choose one too 😂🥰

I'll take this cheeky opportunity to talk about question 17, an au I would like to read/write even if no one else will appreciate it..

Because that's the second long wip I've got going at the moment.

I'm writing a high school rivals fic, complete with americanized stereotypes, the hot jock, the mysterious punk badboy, the obnoxious gossipy cheerleaders.. and of course it's just chuckful of cheesy 90/00s romcom teen moments. Something along the lines of movies like 10 things I hate about you, bring it on, good old stuff. I adore it so far and I really hope I'll one day be able to finish it as well! 💅✨

Thank you so much for the lovely questions!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️