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Hello and welcome to the first Red White and Royal Blue New Year's Gift Exchange!
New Year's? Yes. New Year's.
A lot of fandoms have Christmas gift exchanges or Secret Santa events, and while we love those, it does get a little busy in the run up to Christmas.
Plus, New Year's Eve is when the Firstprince story really started!
So we went with a New Year's gift exchange instead.
And what better way to start the new year than with a RWRB gift?
All gifts are due January 1st 2024, whether that's one minute after midnight (on the night from December 31st to January 1st) or one minute before midnight (from January 1st to January 2nd) is entirely up to you.
Interested? We hope so!
Sign ups are open NOW until December 1st! Head over to our sign up form and join the fun!
If you have any questions, feel free to send us an ask.
Tagging a few RWRB blogs because tumblr is hiding our post from the tags. Please reblog to spread the word!
@rwrbmovie @rwrbsource @redwhiteandroyalbluesuggestions @redwhiteandroyalbluequotes @rwrbgifs @rwrbficrecs @rwrbprompts
(Not So) Six Sentence Sunday!
Getting back on my shit with this. (not really, I'm still so busy but the degeneracy prevails). Thanks for the previous tags on this @kiwiana-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @blairwaldcrf @happiness-of-the-pursuit. 🫶
Here's my not so six-ish sentences because if you don't count the chats, it's 7(?)? I can't math, but I hope the eSports AU snippet is enough to compensate.
Not sure if there's rules on tagging people who's tagged me on separate things that I haven't responded to yet but Feel free to use this tag for WIP Wednesday if you guys want! I want to see. (no pressure always) @littlemisskittentoes @later-2-dae @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @clottedcreamfudge @user-anakin @44whispers @14carrotghoul @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @movetoheavens @mudbloodpotter05 @hypnostheory
There's a sigh of reverie for each thought of her in mind. A silent form of worship, and a quiet prayer, all dedicated to her. This is what love is, to me, a lasting effect of a religion ingrained in the depths of my heart—one I have kept buried for so long I had accepted a life that carried on without such a concept—until, of course, you. Pounding at my doors, stringing with you the kind of consequence that seems good enough even at the face of eternal damnation.
I am no saint, however. In fact, I will never be one, but this remains good.
My scriptures tell me loving you is a sin, but I will have no qualms spending an entire lifetime to repent for each kiss, each hold, each embrace; covering ground and crusading over the maps of our skins. All this that I've done, I will continue to be doing, if only to serve my way of believing in a god that shows itself in the briefest of moments. He is there as I look into your eyes, she bestows upon me her blessing when our breaths meld together, it graciously leaves space for prayer when the gasping reach their peak, at the parting of limbs, within containing water — perhaps that is why Moses’ story continue to be passed onto generation after generation.
This was not meant to be tucked in the deepest corner of an abysmal closet.
I believe it now, have witnessed it myself, albeit not in its truest form. This is the closest I will ever get to Heaven, and I willingly resign to such fate. Even angels pale in comparison to your existence; divine, yet finite; immaculate, yet painfully human.
How can it possibly get any better than that?
SUNDAY SNIPPET 4/7
An excerpt of Super Six and the Sirens Call by: @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit and @inexplicablymine starting posting on December 20th
"All of this is to say: Alex, I know what the prophecy says, but don't ever think for a moment that that's going to stop me from trying to make sure you come back here, safe and sound, to get the hero celebration you deserve." Alex smiles and lets his head fall against June's shoulder. She puts her arm around him, squeezing him softly. "Thank you, bug.""I love you, lil bit," June ruffles Alex's hair. "Now, don't let it go to your head, I still think you're the most annoying person to ever exist."
To be continued...
this is my son that I love
20 Questions Game for Fic Writers!
Tagged by @blairwaldcrf (I haven't done this yet to tag you so I'll take it as you tagging me.)
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
It's only 14 right now but including the 4 I've orphaned so far, 18!
2. What’s your total ao3 word count?
It says 60,364! (not including the orphaned works)
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Haikyuu, BNHA, RWRB, and Shameless!
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
some part of me came alive | rwrb | 10,979 words
Smoke Slow | rwrb | 2,026 words
On the Off Chance | shameless | 5,780 words
Terrible Things | rwrb | 4,038 words
dreamy little you | rwrb | 1,666 words
5. Do you respond to comments?
I dooo I always dooo.
6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
The one I repurposed for FP because that plot went down the worst way.
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
To date it's probably some part of me came alive or Love Songs in the Key of Liam. (I'm realizing yet again that most of the shit I write have no comfort.)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
No one's directly spoken about it to me yet so no.
9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?
I don't know what kind I write LMFAO. Mostly fade to black beginnings of a hook up but full on smut I've not exactly tried yet.
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve ever written?
Haven't yet but I've been wanting to!
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
No.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes but it's a very old oneshot someone requested me to translate in Tagalog.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes.
14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?
Yes.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?
I had an elaborate outline and draft for a Matsuhana college AU once but... creative juices no worky.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Inner monologue probably.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Dialogue ALWAYS.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
This depends. Is the entire fic in a other language? Yes, bet. Is it not? Still interesting I would eat it up. (forever just happy to be here)
19. First fandom you ever wrote for?
Please don't perceive me.
20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?
Bloom. I'm plugging it because it's the first Matsuhana retrospective no comfort piece I wrote (that comforted me as I wrote it tbh), it's basically my firstborn on ao3 as well. I feel about it deeply simply because I also wrote this at a very memorable time in my life. I channeled a lot of shit into that thing, hence my unlimited overprotectiveness and fondness for it.
Tagging you guys if you haven't done it yet! @littlemisskittentoes @kiwiana-writes @later-2-dae @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inexplicablymine @movetoheavens @rockyroadkylers @user-anakin @affectionatelyrs @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @heartitinthesilence @14carrotghoul @44whispers @arand0mdutchgirl
transwomen are women a woman is a woman
Submitted by Anonymous
you call the shots babe (i just wanna be yours)
E || 9.9k || Dub-Con (due to intoxication)
“I wish David were here.” The sigh from his lips rustles one of Alex’s curls loosened away from under the cap. Alex’s eyebrows scrunch together and there’s a new mask edging his features. One Henry can’t quite place in his filmy headspace. “Oh. I thought… Pez said you didn’t have a boyfriend?”
The bark of laughter pulled from Henry’s throat is loud and unfettered. The kind of laugh he usually keeps hidden away or stifled behind the guard of a hand against his mouth.
“No, no. I mean yes, Pez’s right. But David isn’t–” Another giggle breaks into the words. “David’s a beagle, Alex.”
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or, Henry gets high, and Alex is everything he's ever wanted.
MOTHERRRHRUHHHHRRRRR.
Hi y'all! I'm commandeering today's weekly roundup, for some important reminders:
Drink water and wear sunscreen! Your skin will thank you in the future if you can make it through our monster-fighting years.
If you're like Alex and could kill a cactus, give your plants a water. Most of them like that. Even succulents need it every once in a while.
Listen to your older siblings, they generally have good advice. Yes Alex, I'm talking to you. You can give your opinions on it when Pez lets you take over.
Make good choices,
June
For Super Six and the Siren's Call, co-written by @read-and-write- @inexplicablymine and @happiness-of-the-pursuit. Credit for the amazing picrew maker to @elena-illustration!!!
Mind if I add onto this? Here.
(A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara)
thinking about jeff buckley being asked, "how do you want to be remembered?" and answering with, "as a good friend."
It's (almost) the season! And, because I want a Christmas project (don't look at my WIP list, don't look at it, don't do it), I have decided to invent one:
CCF'S ADVENT JUKEBOX 2023
My terms, should you choose to accept them:
Submit a song you want me to use as First Prince writing inspiration via Tumblr (no anons, sorry, I like to live a peaceful life)
If you want, you can add in a little something about why you've submitted it - e.g. what the song makes you think of in relation to the characters, how many times it's made you cry, whether or not you sing it in the car with seat-based dance moves, etc.
If you have an AO3 username, let me know what it is so that I can tag you excessively upon posting
I will then attempt to either a) write a short fic inspired by your chosen song, or b) write a chapter of a longer fic, all the chapters of which will somehow mesh together through the power of love and caffeinated beverages
Step 5: Profit???
I've decided to assume that I won't get too many of these to do, so I have absolutely no contingency plan for getting more than I bargained for. Isn't that fun! No, I don't think this will be a problem, why?
Posting will occur from the 1st of December - happy submitting! Nearly said 'happy submission' but I feel like that's a very different sign-off.
WIP Wednesday
Thank you so much for the tags @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @cha-melodius and @read-and-write- ❤️❤️ I wasn't gonna post today but I resurrected my Shaan character exploration so here you go!
As he's sprinting to Henry's rooms, he texts Gerri with shaking fingers: Get B to H's room NOW He keys in, grateful that Henry is still sleeping and that he didn't find out alone or from someone far less sympathetic to his circumstances. A flash of an old memory rears its ugly head: his brother and the devastation on his face when their cousin outed him at a family dinner. How he was only a child and didn't even know what being gay meant but understood in an instant that his eldest, most daring brother was afraid, and there was nothing he could do to stop the ugly chaos that followed. Henry wakes with a start, shocked to see him. "Shaan? What's wrong?"
Open tag because I've done a terrible job at keeping up with who has posted!!
WIP Wednesday
Final WIP Wednesday update of Claremont 2008 because I'm going to post the final chapter Saturday :))
So many tags! Drumroll please, thank you to: @read-and-write- @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @anincompletelist @heybuddy-drabbles @ships-to-sail @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @sherryvalli @ssmtskw and @kiwiana-writes for the tags!!!
David, still in Henry’s arms, wiggles himself free now that they’re no longer hiking up the terrifying stairs that the three-month-old puppy hasn’t quite figured out yet. Alex has his eyes on Henry as he fondly watches over David while he sniffs around the entire living room, before finally settling down into a tight cinnamon roll shape on the dog bed placed in the path of a sunbeam. Alex can see the massive hearts in Henry’s eyes. “We’re not gonna get any schoolwork done this year if all we do is watch him all the time,” Alex jokes. “And you called me distracting.” Henry manages to tear his eyes away from the puppy to make pointed eye contact with Alex, looking him up and down like Alex isn’t dressed in sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, like Alex isn’t wearing any clothes at all. Given that look, he might as well not be. “That’s because you are distracting,” Henry states, pulling him in for a heated kiss.
Consider this a tag back for Sunday to everyone who tagged me, since so many people tagged me, leaving me without many people to tag who haven't done it/I'm already kinda late to the game, especially for non-North American timezones. Thanks for sharing y'all's wips with me :))
WIP Wednesday
I was tagged by @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @littlemisskittentoes @heybuddy-drabbles @rockyroadkylers @inexplicablymine @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs (wow that's a lot of tags, thank youuuu!)
I basically have one child right now (outside of SSASC but that's a co-parent situation), and it is so long (rip me) that no matter how many snippets I share it doesn't run out. Later today or tomorrow I'll finally do a poll to baptise it so stay tuned for that!
Despite everything Alex needs to take a moment to look at Henry, so far he has only seen Henry in training clothes over the past few weeks, and before that he had only ever seen him either wearing a sparkly competition outfit or his country’s uniform. He never thought he would ever be able to bear witness to the sight of Henry Fox wearing jeans and a sweater. Blue soft fabric on top of white skin, the sight of a shirt collar peeking through on top of the sweater, jeans that give Alex a sight of Henry’s legs he hadn’t seen before. He looks infuriatingly human. Alex hates it.
I wish for the day when this is finished really, anyway, I am banned from sharing on Sunday unless I get to at least 17k words
I am tagging @happiness-of-the-pursuit @suseagull04 @14carrotghoul @raysletters @everwitch-magiks @daisymae-12!
WIP WEDNESDAY
Thank you to @leaves-of-laurelin @kiwiana-writes @orchidscript @ships-to-sail @ssmtskw @rockyroadkylers @sherryvalli and @heybuddy-drabbles for the WIP Wednesday tags.
I give you No Nut November,
Alex can feel his pulse in his finger tips. The heady way Henry is now gripping his waist is giving him all over body tingles that reverberate down through his toes. Henry leans into Alex’s space and the close proximity is doing unmentionable things to his nether regions that have not stayed south, but are starting to rise to the occasion of the northern pole. “I think we have played cat-and-mouse long enough Alexander. I know you know what you wish my vibrating dildo was named, something I call out in the dead of night, softly moaning, imagining it was something much more real I was sinking down on.” “Uhh,” is all Alex can get out, struck dumb by the image of Henry fucking himself on a dildo named after him.
Giving you the only snippet of this work until it’s posting at the end of this month as a part of a larger series, because it is a gift fic for @kiwiana-writes and I don’t want to spoil the surprise ;)
Well… with that, toodles for now!
Open tag, please I want to see your WIPs!! @adreamareads @alasse9 @cultofsappho @celaestis1 @celeritas2997 @indomitable-love @iboatedhere @kill8a @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @hey-holtzy @lem0nademouth @arand0mdutchgirl @nontoxic-writes @three-drink-amy @tintagel-or-cockleshells @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @happiness-of-the-pursuit @read-and-write- @hypnostheory @myheartalivewrites @historicallysam @rmd-writes @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @welcometololaland @zwiazdziarka @thinkof-england (and literally anyone else please I subsist on your little snippets)
WIP Wednesday!
I was tagged by @ssmtskw and @littlemisskittentoes this time! (both your fics look SO GOOD)
I'm really excited this week because. Okay, listen. I started a new WIP. I had, like, five already, but we were talking in the server last week about how there are almost no "Alex fell first" fics, which is kind of understandable because it's hard to come up with a scenario where it would be him instead of Henry, BUT! I was thinking about it a couple days ago, and I swear, it was an actual lightbulb moment.
Everyone who's read the book knows Alex had a massive crush on Henry way before he realized it for himself, and I'm convinced that crush goes all the way back to the days of J14 magazine. I mean, come on, sneaking into June's room to touch a picture of Henry's hair? Multiple times? 😂 Alex, bless your heart, babe.
Anyway, that led my train of thought to Alex getting snubbed at Rio, and the whole concept of unrequited crushes, and then came the lightbulb moment: Hanahaki AU. I've seen a few where Henry has it, but only, like, one where Alex does. And now there will be another! This is not the kind of vibe I usually go for with my writing, but it's been fun to branch out!
It's, um, slightly evil (big whumpy angst vibes), as I have already been told several times by multiple people in the server who have seen snippets, but I'm having so much fun writing it. So, here's a snippet from my newest WIP, which will either be titled "i picked the petals, he loves me not" OR "come and meet me in my garden"
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Alex has been snubbed by political peers plenty of times before, and he would be probably snubbed by plenty more, but for some reason this rejection had hurt a hell of a lot more than any other. His heart had dropped into his stomach when Henry turned away from him, with that look on his face like if he didn’t get away from Alex fast enough, he might give him fleas.
The thing is (and it’s kind of embarrassing to admit, even to himself), Alex used to look up to Henry. Until pretty recently, as a matter of fact.
Recently, as in, about two hours ago.
He’d always been aware of Prince Henry as a general concept. The royal family is always in the news for some reason or another, so Alex grew up seeing candid shots of Henry with his parents and siblings in magazine spreads, in waiting rooms and grocery store check-outs. But he can still remember the first time he saw a picture of Henry in one of June’s magazines where he hadn’t been with the rest of his family, just featured on his own in one of those locker-sized tear-out posters, with his name printed across the page in big block lettering and a little blurb about his hobbies in the corner. Henry had looked so bright, and happy, and full of life, and easy-going. Alex had been maybe a little bit obsessed with that picture for… a solid two years. Though his obsession with the boy in the picture ended up lasting much longer.
For all the fucking good it did him, in the end.
How does the saying go? Never meet your heroes. Alex gets it, now.
If Henry really is the reason he’s spending his evening coughing up flowers instead of getting wasted at the diving finals with his sister and best friend, Alex doesn’t know if he should be madder at Henry for being a dick, or at himself for being naive enough to believe they could be friends.
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I think I've already seen some of these people's posts on my dash today, but I'm gonna go ahead and tag @read-and-write-, @suseagull04, @affectionatelyrs, @inexplicablymine, and @anincompletelist!
WIP Wednesday
Happy Wednesday! :) Thank you to @kiwiana-writes @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @littlemisskittentoes @leaves-of-laurelin @ships-to-sail @rockyroadkylers @inexplicablymine and @anincompletelist for the tags (so many of y'all this week omg mwah)
I posted this in the Brownstone already but I want to share it here too - it may be a while but... gymnast AU anyone?
Henry fucking Fox. Alex hates the man on principle. He garnered his fame through conducting an illegal move — in an infuriating flawless manner, Alex hates to admit — all sharp turns that could cut the pregnant silence that lasted the four seconds he was airborne. Fox’s precision was devastating. An admission of his perfection is one that you couldn’t pry out of Alex’s cold, chalked-up hands. Because, for lack of less petulant terms, it’s not fucking fair. If Alex had tried a move like that, he wouldn’t have gotten praise. There would be no standing ovation. No acclimation or praise in the media. No exasperation over the bravery he must inhabit to even dare such a thing. No, Alex would’ve been called a disgrace — would’ve been called out on his gall, the impudence he must have. He can imagine the headlines, the string of words that would appear next to Claremont-Diaz in bold font. Risky. Unkempt. Brash. Unprofessional.
Tagging those who hyped me up (THANK U) and everyone else I would love to see work from (no pressure and open to everyone as always) @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @everwitch-magiks @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @whimsymanaged @myheartalivewrites @cricketnationrise and @daisymae-12
WIP Wednesday!
Finaaally I get to post for this LMAO. It's Wednesday somewhere but for me today, too. Thanks for the tags @read-and-write-, @littlemisskittentoes, @happiness-of-the-pursuit, and @kiwiana-writes!
Sharing the longer version here because it's the most recent one I've added words onto the doc. An ongoing second part to my fic shameless plug Smoke Slow AKA my Firstprince shotgunning fic (to give everyone an immediate summary).
Alex doesn't start a counter for the days he doesn't see Henry, but he does keep a list of numbers in his mind; things he could remember on the night of Pez's party. You know, for research. The list starts with the resulting count for all the times he's kissed Henry, and had Henry kiss him back, 27. Next, the total number for every pet name that came out of Henry's pretty mouth, his tongue curling around his vowels and voice dropping in the face of pleasure, echoing repeatedly within Alex's ear tunnels, 13. Then, there's the number of times Henry clutched at his skin, held onto him, unknowingly burning Alex with every touch—pressing down the lightest of lights and the heaviest of weights Alex had engraved onto his flesh—that had ??? for it only because Alex lost count when it hit the first 50. Lastly, the accumulated amount for all the ways Henry's usually schooled expression lost its composure; twisting and painting variations of emotions on his face that had nearly caused Alex's pursuit to detach Henry's schoolboy image from the host a success; Alex had tied them into the veins that pop beneath his eyelids when he closed his eyes, a sweet 16. Suffice to say, Alex can't get Henry out of his mind.
Time to see what everyone's WIPs look like since I will always eat everything up. Tagging back everyone who's tagged me already, but also @user-anakin @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @blairwaldcrf @arand0mdutchgirl @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @44whispers @14carrotghoul @rockyroadkylers @movetoheavens @treluna4 @hypnostheory @cricketnationrise. This is an open tag too so feel free to tag me back if you take it hehe.
Seven Sentence Sunday🌟
Thank you @ssmtskw @kiwiana-writes @anincompletelist @littlemisskittentoes @happiness-of-the-pursuit and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf for the tags! :)
Here's another snippet from my Flashback When You Met Me - this is in scene one from the first time that Alex noticed Henry and it makes me laugh (and maybe I need encouragement to keep writing this fic)
Nora sneaks another investigative look over her shoulder. “I thought you usually hated the pretentious type.” She isn’t wrong. Usually, the whole stiff-collar-and-pressed-slacks thing would send Alex running — he has no interest in dating some stuck-up-dude-bro who thrives off of daddy’s money and would try to, like, sell him stocks or get him to invest in his “totally legit” pyramid scheme selling knives as pillow talk — but this man seems…different. Softer. Alex doesn’t respond. Instead, he claims, “I’m gonna go over there.”
Tagging @inexplicablymine @read-and-write- @sherryvalli @leaves-of-laurelin @myheartalivewrites and anyone else who sees this and wants to post
Seven Sentence Sunday
Another excerpt from Daddy Issues (rwrb dads' storylines swapped, more snippets here & here), I am finishing and posting Claremont 2008 this week so hopefully I should finally be getting started on writing more of this soon!
Thanks to @ssmtskw @kiwiana-writes @littlemisskittentoes and @anincompletelist for the tags!
“One you probably haven’t experienced–dating apps. Dating apps are the worst,” Raf sighed. “Guys always think it’s cool and sexy to try speaking Spanish with me. Nothing makes me unmatch faster than copied and pasted Google Translate.” Alex hadn’t realized Raf was anything but straight, though Oscar didn’t react, so he must’ve known. Still, Alex had to ask. “You’re gay?”
Tagging some of the usual friends and some people I haven't tagged before but I love to see y'all's work, no pressure as always :)) @read-and-write- @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @daisymae-12 @14carrotghoul @tintagel-or-cockleshells @sherryvalli @leaves-of-laurelin @celaestis1 @myheartalivewrites @welcometololaland Sorry if I missed someone's who already posted! Also if you weren't tagged but want to share, consider this open and tag me :)
Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday
Jumping on the open tag from @anincompletelist and @ssmtskw 💖
I’ve had some stoned!firstprince brainrot lately. Slowly put surely, it’s coming to fruition.
Henry dumbly takes Alex’s outstretched hand, and does not notice how the cool metal of the rings hugging Alex’s fingers feels along his clammy digits. He’s nodding his head, sure he looks like a fawn caught in high beams.
Henry looks into Alex’s eyes. They’re a smoldering caramel hue encompassed by rows of lashes, lined with something dark and smudged at the edges. His smile is an intoxicating mix of something coy, telling you in no uncertain terms that Alex knows something you don’t, edged with a kind of child-like innocence. A heady balance of sin and absolution, tied together in the middle. And through it all, there’s that cut of silver; that bloody ring that Henry is close enough now to see that Alex pushes his tongue against, rolling the metal from the inside of his lip.
a no pressure tag for my beloveds @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @happiness-of-the-pursuit @hgejfmw-hgejhsf 💖
Seven Sentence Sunday!
Happy Sunday everyone! And thank you for the tags @happiness-of-the-pursuit, @littlemisskittentoes, and @blairwaldcrf! 💙
Here's a snippet from my eSports AU I'm working on that I really need to get back to, one of these days. The game is Valorant (because I'm a degenerate, stay with me here) and Alex and Henry play on opposing pro teams. 😁
Having your team's marketing and PR manager be your sister is a funny concept to Alex. On one hand, he's able to talk shit with her about the games and not have to explain the context, but he also feels weird having her go through his accounts during social media checkups every other month on the other. He'd feel a lot better about it if it were someone he didn't grow up with. “Nice try, but you’re dreaming big if you think you can draft statements for me lil bit.” “I can make a mean notes app apology, you know,” Alex proudly states, pointedly ignoring the disagreement that immediately comes. June scrunches her nose at him, “A point in time I hope we never reach.” There’s laughter from his team, who all receive Raf's embrace with delight.
I shall now be tagging you people in return (with absolutely no pressure, as always): @read-and-write-, @inexplicablymine, @kiwiana-writes, @44whispers, @14carrotghoul, @affectionatelyrs, @rockyroadkylers, @treluna4, @user-anakin, @movetoheavens, @hypnostheory, and anyone else who comes across this post! (Am I allowed to re-tag those who tagged me? Because if yes, all three of you too.)
hold on a fucking second. delaware is a state?? i thought it was a river? or is the river more important than the state? why don't i know this? (i should mention i don't like in america, i'm just confused)
there is delaware (state) and delaware (river)
both are equally strange
the state is a tiny little cryptid thing
the rive is a monster that spans new york, pennsylvania, new jersey and delaware. also washington crossed it once and that was like kinda a big deal i guess. like crossing the rubicon in rome.
the state tries to me more important with its “im the first state!!!” bs (seriously its even on the fucking license plates) but we all know. its the river.
I might embark on a journey. Reading (almost) every single tsoa fanfic on ao3 from the oldest to newest (its 64 pages of fics)
Reading things like this always takes me back to when Ludwig said, "I think it's a constant war when someone dies, to keep them as much as you can in your life, and you can't because you lose to time, every time." (timestamp is 23:49 onwards)
The way it hits every time will always be that strong, I think.
“I miss you more than I remember you” is always the core of grieving a parent who died when you were a kid
I’m all scratched up and I can still taste spray paint in my mouth and my husband almost fell out of a tree BUT THE GHOST SCULPTURES ARE FINISHED!
They’re finally finished and I’m so happy with them!!
Some progress shots:
Broke: Izzy said “I want to go” because he legitimately believed his life’s journey had reached its end.
Woke: Izzy said it so that Edward could move on, a comforting lie in the service of seeing to his beloved captain’s emotional needs one last time.
Bespoke: Izzy went into the gravy basket when he got shot, where Sea Witch Buttons appeared to him and told him if he chose life, his ultimate fate was handling the customer complaint department at Ed & Stede’s Bed & Breakfast & Seafood Restaurant & Freelance Carpentry Business, and knowing this, chose death.