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[tailsbeth-writes]

Welcome to the RWRB Festive Fan Fest! A chilled fan creation event based around winter holiday prompts.

The event will last 12 days and be a mixture of prompts and appreciation days so there's something for everyone in the fandom. Use these prompts to create fanfic, art, playlists, whatever your heart desires and celebrate RWRB (book & movie). You can do as many or as few prompts as you like!

The event will start on December 13th and run through to Christmas Eve (24th).

✨: Appreciation days

🎁: Creation days

The prompts are as follows:

✨ 13th: Favourite holiday fic/creation

🎁 14th: Decorations

🎁 15th: Christmas song

✨ 16th: Favourites from the past year

🎁 17th: Food

🎁 18th: Snow day

🎁 19th: Childhood memories

✨ 20th: Favourites of your own - time for self love!

🎁 21st: Cosy

🎁 22nd: Gifts

🎁 23rd: Party

✨ 24th: Favourite creators

For those of you who are on Ao3, I will share a collection close to the time. And when posting your entries here (or anything about the event in general) use the tag #rwrbfff please. Means if folks would like a beta etc, they can just look in the tag & I'll reblog where I can as well as reblogging all your fabulous content when the time comes!

I've got some ideas cooking for this already & I'm so excited to see what everyone comes up with to celebrate this fandom and our fave idiots in love.

Any other questions? Asks are open or DM me. Please spread the word & I'll pop up reminders on the run up. Happy creating!

Taylor (she/him) 🎄

❤️🤍👑💙

[royal-chandler]

💋 & firstprince for Ficlet Friday please! (And happy Valentine's day from a fellow singleton, enjoy your wine, its hot chocolate for me as I'm working 😂)

I'm now free from work and free to do as I please. Thanks for the ask, lovely! Hope it's to your liking!

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“Uh, what are we doing?” Alex asks, the words and his mouth slowly skipping against Henry’s lips.

“Well we were baking single-as-shit brownies until you kissed me,” Henry tells him. His eyes that had been previously heavy-lidded with the evening's wine are now round with surprise. And fuck, Henry always goes on about how Alex’s lashes are ridiculous but has Henry even seen his own under a kitchen light at two in the morning, framing a bright riot of dark gold and green. 

Alex is torn between telling Henry just so and correcting him.

True to himself and their brand, he chooses the latter.

“Yeah, no.” Backed up against the corner where Henry bossily put him, he grins. “You kissed me, sweetheart.”

“Excuse me. I did no such thing. You came into my whisking space and insisted on dipping your stupid fingers into my bowl of batter.”

“I was taste testing!”

Henry laughs, color in his high cheeks. “Funny method that, using it to paint my mouth.”

“That’s because you called my fingers stupid. Twice now, by the way.”

“They are stupid,” Henry insists. He sputters out, “They’re stupid and—and egregiously long and your hands are huge—like paws. For what reason?”

“How about the fact that you leaned into me?”

“You’ll notice that your hands are still situated on my waist, Alex. That’s far more damning.”

“Well since you’re so aggravated about their size, maybe I should just—”

With a bite into his bottom lip, Henry’s response catches Alex’s hands before they can abandon him. He shakes his head. “No. Don’t.”

Soft for him and with intent bared, Alex closes the distance between them and wraps Henry up. He nudges Henry’s nose with his own, nuzzles the soft and warm skin just to the side of it. Eyes slid shut, Alex breathes him in for a sweet moment and then asks, “Wanna call it a draw?”

“Guess that’d be alright,” Henry murmurs, conspiring. He scrunches his expression, eyes crinkling. “Just this once.”

“To be absolutely clear,” Alex says, near and low, head dipping. Past curiosity, he then tongues away a swipe of wet fudge cake from where’d he left it, the ticked up corner of Henry’s mouth. 

Henry smiles bigger, gives up more of himself for Alex to taste. It’s delightful and gets Alex’s heart swelling even with the curse attached. “Oh fuck you.”

“Make up your mind, Fox. First, you don’t want to admit to kissing me and now—”

The kiss Alex is given is born with a noise of frustration—ugh, you’re the worst, why do I even—and Henry’s touch possessive around his jaw and neck, palms sticky with god knows what, he’s so fucking awful in a kitchen that’s thoroughly equipped with the best gadgets on the market. Alex may be at risk of salmonella and is definitely going to have to scrub his hair with shampoo and a hot spray before bed but it’s well worth it. Because yes, Henry is awful at everything in the kitchen but this.

He’s endearingly eager, pushy and perfect. Same as he always is. Gasping out of a kiss before diving right back in, his mouth is full of sweets and dirty things. It’s with a raspy hint of teeth and Henry's thumb pressed to the back of Alex’s ear that another kiss weaves greedily. 

The oven beeps, ready for a tray to be slipped in but they pay it no mind, caught up in a wordless agreement to keep going, to try at forever.

fin

[cricketnationrise]

Congrats on 500 followers! Going Platinum is one of my absolute fave RWRB fics 😘

For Ficlit Fest:

Time: 14:28

Location: the music room at Kensington Palace

Character: June Claremont-Diaz

Song/lyric vibe: I'd scream at the wind but no one would listen (U Deserve - Wasia Project)

My username is the same on Ao3 as here 😊

thank you so much!! the ficlet fest continues to introduce me to absolutely AWESOME music, so thank you for your prompt I am obsessed. enjoy your ficlet feat. angry big sister energy 💜🦗

read all the ficlets from this fest on AO3 here

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

2:28pm, kensington music room

Most of the time, June can put the fact that Henry is an actual honest-to-god prince, fourth in line for the throne, and all-around big deal out of her mind and think of him as her friend, a fellow Austen-enthusiast, and her little brother’s boyfriend. Most of the time, June can set aside the fact that his sister is a literal princess and their brother is going to be king one day. Most of the time, June can look past the notion that Henry’s mom is going to become queen in her lifetime.

Sitting in goddamn Kensington Palace, in one of the best-appointed music rooms June’s ever seen, is not one of those times. 

Aside from Bea and Henry’s bedrooms, it’s the most casual room she’s seen so far. It’s suffused with a sense of family and laughter, unlike the more public spaces of the palace that seem to sag under stonework and tradition and a persistent phantom dampness. Even the guest suite she was shown to earlier feels coldly formal. But the lingering sense of chill falls away here. 

There’s half-drunk cups of tea on the side tables, notebooks scattered on the grand piano, Bea’s leather jacket slung over a squashy-looking armchair that wouldn’t look out of place in a thrift store in Austin. All of the instruments, while of obvious quality, look like they’ve been played often, and well-loved. While the collection of electric guitars is gorgeous, June’s attention is drawn toward the older acoustic guitar propped up in the far corner, half-hidden behind a fern.

She pulls it out and sits with it, strumming idly, echoes of lake water lapping at the dock in her ears. Her fingers pluck out simple chords, adjusting to the new instrument before the music swirling around her head takes over her hands. She’s flying through John Denver and Selena and Dolly Parton and Fleetwood Mac and Patsy Cline, lost in memories of easy summers at her dad’s lake house. But then June’s thinking about last time at the house, and Henry, and how devastated Alex was to wake up with him gone. How he’d been a shadow of himself for a week before taking off across the Atlantic to scream some sense into him. And then the leak, and the election, and suddenly there’s furious tears streaming down her face and she keeps harshly playing the same bit of Johnny Cash over and over, like a skipping record, the lyrics in her head drowning all other thoughts: 

And I went down down down

“June?”

And the flames went higher

“June?”

And I went down down down

“June!”

And the flames went—

Bea pulls the guitar out of June’s hands and it’s all June can do to not curl up in a ball or let loose a scream—anything to mitigate the swirling anger that she’s been shoving down for weeks. Her hands ball into fists as she half-sobs, trying to get a hold of herself but then, Bea’s hands are covering hers and June lifts her blurry gaze to Bea’s face.

“Just let it out, love, you look like you need it.”

And June tips forward and buries a scream in Bea’s shoulder, lets Bea pull her closer and cage her in as the scream turns to sobs. It takes a long time for June to calm down again, fighting for each gasping breath while Bea rubs her back and murmurs soothing nonsense. Eventually she calms down enough to sit up properly again and wipes her face with the cuff of her sweater.

“S-sorry about that, Bea. I just—”

“If you think you’re the only person who’s had a breakdown in this room, you’re sorely mistaken,” Bea says. “Christ knows I’ve had more than my own fair share. But my sponsor says they’re good for me so…”

June sits with that a moment then—

“I’m just still so angry.”

“About the leak?”

June nods. “About all of the shit they dealt with. That they’re still dealing with. And like, officially, everything’s fine now, right? My mom won and Richards is going to be punished and Alex and Henry are happy but—”

“They shouldn’t have had to deal with that in the first place,” Bea finishes grimly. “And because everything’s “fine” now, we have to be fine, too.”

“Yeah. Like I just feel like screaming at the injustice of it all, but no one would listen. ‘They got their happy ending, so can’t we just move on?’” June mocks. “I saw some rando post that on Twitter this morning and couldn’t get it out of my head.”

“Maddening, isn’t it?”

“Understatement of the century.”

“Next time, text me. Odds are I’m feeling the same way.”

June does grin at that. Bea’s probably the only other person who gets what it’s like being the older sister to such a potent force for good in the world. Who gets wanting to fight anyone and anything that threatens her brother’s happiness. 

“I will.”

[ninzied]

📝 from @tailsbeth-writes (if you're still doing these 😇) x

@tailsbeth-writes :)

[thiswasinevitable-rwrb]

Last Line Game

Thank you @tailsbeth-writes for tagging me! Per usual, I'm neck deep in my vampire!Henry fic haha but I just uploaded a chapter yesterday and only have the first 2 sentences of the next one to show off:

New York City was not any kinder than Texas. While the temperature might have been a little cooler, the east coast humidity compensated for it.

If anyone wants to do this, consider yourself tagged! <3 You're welcome to @ me.

(I'll link Salt Follows the Moon once ao3 is back up.)

[anywhere-with-you-event]

Creator Reveals!

Welcome back everyone for the last day of our event! Today we're unveiling the creators of all the wonderful fanworks currently in our collection ❤️💙 This is gonna be a long post so buckle up.

If you have not received your gift work yet, please check your email for more information.

I hope that someone gets my… by @onthewaytosomewhere (mae on ao3)

please could you be tender? by @judasofsuburbia

The Little Pup That Could by @wordscavenger

Seasons of Love Letters by @Muddbloodpotter05

vanity fur by @babygirlgalitzine

draw me like one of your french girls by @lesliesknopes (buttercupkisses on ao3)

Still Sitting in the Corner I Haunt by @brokenchairwrites

you should think about the consequence by saintsnames

watch where you put your hands by @thedramasummer (acheinmybones on ao3)

takes one to know one by @thesleepyskipper

There's clay under my nails and desire burning in my heart by @tinyarmedtrex

Crystal Heart by @dizzymisslizzie (LK_42 on ao3)

Without a Summer by @orchidscript

What Goes Up Must Come Down by bleedingballroomfloor

Change Your Ticket (Maybe I Miss You) by @cactusdragon517 (MayQueen517 on ao3)

omg they were roommates by @glasshouses-and-stones

Bake a Sugar Cake by @jackzimmermemes (Luminous_Bluebell on ao3)

let you love me by @thinkingaboutelephants

Comments Make the Heart Grow Fonder by @suseagull04

i'd rather tangle with him by @taste-thewaste

Don’t sleep with the customers by @swoonoveryou3

[podfic] rest your weary head by @schitthappens (dairaliz on ao3)

there's a million little reasons why i want you near by @henryspearl

We Fit Together by @cricketnationrise

Sweet as Cinnamon by quill_and_ink

Pretty Competent by @noahreids (High-Seas-Swan on ao3)

your kiss is on my list by @priincebutt

lost in the revelry (lost in the make believes) by @tailsbeth-writes

Fake It Till We Make It by @milowren29

Outshine the Stars by @luainthewild

a knight to remember by acheinmybones

Call It Fate by @emmalostinwonderland

[podfic] may the fourth be with you by @iwaizumi-keiji

Careful Cooking by @iboatedhere

90s romcom remix by @incalamity

It's not just like you're kind of on my mind (I think about you all the time) by haaaveyoumetted

How Do You Say I Love You by @magicmelinoe

you'll be in my heart (always) by @bigswitchenergyy (dreakawa on ao3)

you can see it (with the lights out) by @kj-bee

know that you deserve to have it by @read-and-write- (JustNo on ao3)

Keep You in my Incognito Tab by @louikazooie

That's a wrap, friends! If anyone promotes their fic here on tumblr, please tag this account so we can reblog your post, and if you haven't already go comment on your gift!

Thank you so much to everyone who participated. We are grateful to each and every one of you for making this such a special event. Remember to take care of yourselves, and keep the things that bring you a bit of joy close.

History, huh? Bet we could make some.

[littlemisskittentoes]

tis the damn season

chapter seven (posting today!) features this STUNNING art piece by the ever talented @xxnelli 💖

to celebrate, have a little snippy—

The hand Henry has tangled in Alex’s curls falls away. The other loosens its grip on his shoulder. But Alex doesn’t have a chance to miss them before they find their way back to his skin to cup his face. With warm palms and sweeping thumbs, Henry demands his attention. It’s only after their eyes lock that Henry speaks. “I want you. I don’t know if I’ve lived a moment of this life not wanting you, Alex.”

what do you have cooking this fine wip wednesday?

@junebugclaremontdiaz @cactusdragon517 @read-and-write- @anincompletelist @inexplicablymine

@happiness-of-the-pursuit @gayrootvegetable @gay-flyboys @mcgregor-ewan @suseagull5914

@caterpills @onthewaytosomewhere @thesleepyskipper @tailsbeth-writes

@firenati0n @thesleepyskipper @leojfitz @porcelainmortal @msmarvelouswinchester @getmehighonmagic @blueeyedgrlwrites

@juloviz @onthewaytosomewhere @anchoredarchangel @wordsofhoneydew @14carrotghoul

[porcelainmortal]

mad love.

This is sort of a WIP Wednesday? Thank you to @tailsbeth-writes for the early tag.

The exes-to-lovers fic that I've been teasing since April is finally live! It's fully written at around 31k words and I'll be posting twice a week for the month of November. Please follow along if you feel so inclined. I'm really proud of finishing this one, especially considering how many times I almost scrapped it entirely.

I know this is a weird day to post something angsty but if you decide to read along, I hope it provides some escape from the horrors™️. And I promise, with my whole heart, a very happy ending. 💕

Chapter 1

Tagging folks who showed interest below the cut, along with my normal WIP Weds folks - thank you all!

@bitbybitwrites @dreamtigress @nocoastposts @cactusdragon517 @onthewaytosomewhere

@sophie1973 @iboatedhere @oldfarmwitch @thesleepyskipper @mylucayathoughts

@caterpills @anincompletelist @georgiee-22 @mamamiush @lekrua

@caressthosecheekbones @myheartalivewrites @legallyobtuse @cricketnationrise @kaisoua

@buckybarnesalways @kj-bee @na-dineee @clottedcreamfudge @emmzzzeliza

@chengdu-zone @rachelica9 @westchester777 @tinka-26 @buddieunite

@hrhacd @elliss-stuff @purgingmyemotions @blueeyedgrlwrites @cha-melodius

@firenati0n @faketrex @getmehighonmagic @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @inexplicablymine

@kiwiana-writes @priincebutt @rmd-writes @sparklepocalypse @stellarmeadow

@theprinceandagcd @thighzp @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew PHEW! I think that's everyone. And, of course this is an open tag for anyone who wants to WIP Wednesday with me.

[firstprincehornyramblings]

Having a roommate wasn't on the top of Alex's 'To Do' list, but then again, neither was his roommate. Pheromones probably aren't real, but Alex would argue with you (and make a damn good case) on how they absolutely are. -- OR Henry smells so good Alex has a bisexual awakening about it. THE ROOMMATE FIC!!!!

Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, There's A Little Plot But It Just Leads to Smut, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Accidental Voyeurism, Scents & Smells, Armpit Kink, Scent Kink, Strap-Ons, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Verbal Humiliation, Oral Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Pining, Bisexual Disaster Alex, Top Alex , POV Alex, Law Student Alex , Alex Has a Bisexual Awakening, Alex Loves How Henry Smells A Lot, Underwear Theft, Gay Disaster Henry, Bottom Henry , Roommates, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Alex Has a Humiliation Kink, Premature Ejaculation

huge thank you to everyone who pushed me to finish this, you know who you are and how you did<3 and thank you to @henrysfox for the roommates and other things ideas <3

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tagging everyone who interacted <3

@midnight-soulless-system @catdadacd @eusuntgratie @suseagull5914

@onthewaytosomewhere @thighzp @redlipstickandglitter @anti-homophobia-cheese

@caressthosecheekbones @lfg1986-2 @whenifeltvolcanic @headinthecloudsforever

@mylucayathoughts @softboynick @sum1sx @bitchymagazinefirstprince

@zwiazdziarka @jmagnabo92 @buddieunite @fairflowered

@bitbybitwrites @handahbear @elliss-stuff @caterpills

@ad-astra13 @anchor-bird-94 @tailsbeth-writes @idealuk

@valeblue

[firenati0n]

hello friends <3 thank you for all the tags, i know it has been a while. i haven't written anything since december beyond what i have snipped below, a fic i posted on ao3 last week after experiencing something personal and painful. the fic is neither, i promise! it is a space au full of yearning and hope. but some readers mentioned crying, so. your mileage may vary lmao

i wish i had more to share or something new, but i think this is going to be my last fic for a long long while. i know this isn't an airport and i don't need to announce my departure, but i wanted to say that so i didn't just randomly disappear off socials like i had intended. i really appreciate all the support and kindness over the last few weeks (and months, and year), especially this past one. i am proud to go out with this one. :)

i'm floating in a most peculiar way, and the stars look very different today :

There’s no such thing as snow in space. There is, however, a sophisticated array of screens on the ship that project images lining up with Earth seasons. Today it’s a flurry of snow against a familiar skyline. Winter in London. Henry stopped keeping track of things like months and cities and weather around thirteen years ago. The only unit of measurement that matters to him is how far away he is from his destination. DAVID—the Endurance spaceship’s Deepspace and Astrobiology Vault of Interstellar Data—says the screens are for Henry’s psychological wellbeing, that the void of space and unknown stars would slowly drive him to distraction, to insanity. But what good is sanity without humanity? The stars remind him that he’s a person, living and breathing and defying expectation. They remind him that he’s so close. The sharp pull in his gut intensifies.

thank you for reading and commenting and being a great community. grateful for good people. <3

xoxo roop

p.s. i anonymized my musician/icarus/orpheus and eurydice fp au people ruin people, i don't wanna ruin you, so subscribing to it is the best way to get updates, if that is of interest. not abandoned, just slow. thank you <3

tagging everyone back under the cut:

@cha-melodius @onthewaytosomewhere @sophie1973 @rockyroadkylers @saguaroblossom

@theprinceandagcd @porcelainmortal @run-for-chamo-miles @blueeyedgrlwrites @judasofsuburbia

@zwiazdziarka @sherryvalli @suseagull5914 @14carrotghoul @caterpills

@dumbpeachjuice @rmd-writes @tailsbeth-writes @ninzied @anincompletelist

@wordsofhoneydew @eusuntgratie @insecuregodcomplex @kiwiana-writes @alasse9

@onward--upward @whimsymanaged @priincebutt @welcometololaland @cheesecurdsgravyandfries

@tintagel-or-cockleshells @smc-27 @cricketnationrise @clottedcreamfudge @anchoredarchangel

@everwitch-magiks @seths-rogens @orchidscript @lilythesilly @incalamity

@indestructibleheart @leaves-of-laurelin @fairflowered @myheartalivewrites @thesleepyskipper

@miharaikko @shesfromboston @kj-bee @msmarvelouswinchester @jafffacakess

[caterpills]

WIP Wednesday

Whoa, everyone's sharing today!! Many thanks to literally so many people: @suseagull5914 @onthewaytosomewhere @anincompletelist @zwiazdziarka @14carrotghoul

This is a totally different WIP than the last one I shared, from a prompt I've been clutching in my hot little hands. I can't be contained, but I can bounce around to different docs because my mind can't focus and this is the roughest draft — Time Traveler!Alex/Immortal!Henry anyone?

There is one simple rule to time travel: don't get caught. The thing is, there are a lot of unspoken rules about time travel: collected from personal excursions in circulated journals, whispered between children like myths and fables under their blankets at night, told as stupid anecdotes during bar-crawling debriefs to embarrass the veterans and terrorize the greenies. Everyone, literally everyone, who moves in and out of time has a story about what not to do. One wrong move, and you'll lose a limb. Lose a life. Lose a legacy. Alex has heard them all. His mother warns, "Never befriend the locals," as she bandages a jagged wound on her leg in the guest bathroom with her ruined stola. His father sighs, "Bring the right currency with you," while wringing out muddy water from his stained doublet all over their kitchen floor. "Trust and money mean nothing," his older sister says, sprawled out on his bedroom floor, swiping rapidly on her tablet through breaking news, political op-eds, and the latest gossip from some celebrity tabloid printed in the late nineties. Research. "If you're not wearing the right clothes." And, like, yeah. Duh. Blend in, don't stand out. He knows the rules, the explicit and the implied. He doesn't intend to break them. Well. Not until he meets Henry.

(if you saw a different version of the last line 2 months ago, no you didn't. 😌) No pressure tags under the cut. I hope your mid-week is going okay! ❤️

@alasse9 @taste-thewaste @firenati0n @thesleepyskipper @suseagull5914

@myheartalivewrites @miss-minnelli @judasofsuburbia @thinkof-england @onthewaytosomewhere

@anincompletelist @14carrotghoul @porcelainmortal @wordsofhoneydew @blueeyedgrlwrites

@stellarmeadow @faketrex @sophie1973 @littlemisskittentoes @thedramasummer

@tailsbeth-writes @milowren29 @tinyarmedtrex @sparklepocalypse @clockwrkpendrxgon

@cricketnationrise @kj-bee @thighzp @theprinceandagcd @bitbybitwrites

@miharaikko @dani-dabbles @msmarvelouswinchester @priincebutt @incalamity @shesfromboston @zwiazdziarka

[tailsbeth-writes]

Oh it should be a real crime (To be this fucking fine)

‘I don't care what is between your legs, I just know that if I don't get to marvel upon every inch of your skin I might explode into a thousand pieces.’

Alex's eyelids are fluttering, the heat has returned and it's ferocious. Henry smirks, a hand trailing down Alex’s jaw now.

‘Besides, I'm a fast learner.’

Alex and Henry's first date finishes with an educational bang.

Rating: E | Word Count: 3.2k | Oneshot

[judasofsuburbia]

please could you be tender? || firstprince ballet au

rating: explicit || pairing: alex claremont-diaz/henry fox-mountchristen-windsor || word count: 10533 || read here

for @tailsbeth-writes as a part of @anywhere-with-you-event !!

summary:

“Listen, I was hoping maybe I could get your business card. Do you think your kids would be interested in sitting in on a rehearsal or maybe a private dance class?”

“Oh,” Henry says. “That’s incredibly kind of you. They would love that. We should have grants for things like this‒”

“Your money's no good here. I mean, pay your bus drivers but I won’t accept a cent from you,” Alex smiles.

“It’s more paying your company,” Henry teases. “Will your bosses be okay with that?”

“I can be very persuasive,” Alex whispers and it leaves goosebumps over Henry’s skin.

Trying to regain his footing, Henry says, “Uh, my email and office number are on there. You can contact either one and we can set something up.”

“And what if I wanted to set up something after office hours?” Alex asks with a glint in his eyes.

or: ballet dancer! alex has taken an interest in henry after a shelter field trip to Ballet Austin and henry wants to believe it's not too good to be true.

thank you to bestie @seths-rogens for being the best beta in the game!!

[sophie1973]

Several Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday ! I was tagged by the lovely @iboatedhere. Thank you !

Today I'm coming with a snippet for an upcoming fic written for Roop's Birthday. She's the one who sent me the tweet/idea (see below) since she knows I'm French-speaking :)

'Excuse my French', coming December 30.

(Fair warning Philip is a good brother in this so if it's not your thing this is not for you)

They approach Henry's door when Alex emerges from his apartment. His face brightens instantly upon seeing Henry. "Hey, Henry! Bonjour," Alex greets, his charming accent making Henry's heart flutters. Alex's curious gaze shifts to Philip. Just as Henry's brother opens his mouth to speak, Henry discreetly pinches him. "Oh, bonjour, Alex! Comment ça va aujourd'hui?" Henry says smoothly, ignoring Philip's bewildered look. "Voici mon frère, Philip." "Your brother, huh?" Alex replies, and is that a hint of relief in his voice? "Nice to meet you, man. I mean... Enchanté?" "Philip, je te présente Alex, mon voisin," Henry says to his brother, giving him a meaningful look. Philip, bless him,  catches on quickly and shakes Alex's hand. "Bonjour, Alex. Enchanté de te connaître." And because he’s a little shit, he adds, “I do also speak English. Unlike this wanker, apparently,” he finishes under his breath. Henry glares at Philip, momentarily forgetting he's not supposed to understand English. Alex chuckles. "I think he understood that one, though." Philip grins. "Oh, you know, us siblings don't need language to communicate. It's all in the tone." "I hear that. I've got an older sister myself," Alex nods. "Well, I've got to run, but it was great meeting you. Bonne journée, Henry," he adds with a playful wink. "Toi aussi, Alex," Henry manages, trying not to melt at Alex's endearing attempts at French. Philip's knowing smirk suggests he's failing miserably. As they enter Henry's flat, he makes a beeline for the kitchen, desperate for a cup of tea to fortify himself against the impending Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Inquisition. “What the absolute fuck, Henry?” Et c’est parti.

Tagging with no pressure : @onthewaytosomewhere @stellarmeadow @tailsbeth-writes @thighzp

@caterpills @kj-bee @swoonoveryou3 @blueeyedgrlwrites

@priincebutt @theprinceandagcd @thesleepyskipper

@myheartalivewrites @miharaikko

[onthewaytosomewhere]

OKAY so first of all - did I post late night fic? - yes, yes i did - groundhog day fic!!! 'Cause you got me, and baby, I got you

so let's do a snip from that shall we?

under the cut for smutty bits and some tags - as always a BIG OPEN TAG WHO ANYONE WHO WANTS TO PLAY

but b4 we get to the smut - one more quick lil thing - if ur looking for a prompt fest to write something for in the next couple months i have just the one for ya - safe smuttin' - come join the fun!!

Still, his thoughts refuse to cooperate. They circle back to Alex, as they always do. His smile and the way he bites his lip when lost in thought. He thinks about the warmth of Alex’s hand brushing against Henry’s when he passed him the tea this morning—he can see all of it so vividly. Henry’s hand drifts under the water, his fingers trailing over his chest and stomach. He pinches one of his nipples lightly, his body responding almost immediately. His other hand wraps around his cock, already hard again at the mere thought of Alex. He stares out, slowly stroking himself; the warm water laps against his skin as his mind brings forth an image of Alex—flushed, panting, looking at Henry like he’s the only thing that matters. The fantasy builds, and he hears Alex’s voice low and rough in his ear, feels his hands gripping his hips, and Alex’s lips tracing a path down his neck. It takes even less time than Henry thought it would. His breath catches, and his hips jerk as he spills over his hand with a soft groan that echoes through the bathroom.

okay tag ur it (in a no-pressure all that jazz way) @adreama-writes @anincompletelist @basil-bird @bitbybitwrites @blueeyedgrlwrites

@cactusdragon517 @caterpills @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @dragonflylady77

@duchessdepolignaca03 @emmalostinwonderland @england-would-fall @eusuntgratie @everwitch-magiks

@firenati0n @firstprincehornyramblings @firstsprinces @iboatedhere @inexplicablymine

@judasofsuburbia @kiwiana-writes @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @nocoastposts

@orchidscript @porcelainmortal @priincebutt @seths-rogens @softboynick

@sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @stellarmeadow @stratocumulusperlucidus @suseagull5914

@tailsbeth-writes @taste-thewaste @thedramasummer @typicalopposite @thesleepyskipper

@thighzp @tinyarmedtrex @zwiazdziarka @catdadacd @run-for-chamo-miles

@jmagnabo92 @dreamtigress @dizzymisslizzie @faketrex @stereopticons

Pretty sure i maxed out the 50 there but that's counting lolz

[thiswasinevitable-rwrb]

I just binge read Salt Follows the Moon & wanted to say how much I loved it! I'm so picky with vampire fiction, but I love how you handled it and merged it with the world of RWRB. Can't wait for more & if you ever need a beta reader hit me up on @tailsbeth-writes 😘

Thank you so much!!! (sorry I'm so late in replying orz)

I've never had a beta reader ~ I'm typically too impatient to upload to send it to anyone first lol but this is super sweet and thank you so much for the offer! <3

( For anyone curious about my vampire!Henry au ~ )