SUNDAY SNIPPET 4/7

Deleted scene // Steven Berkoff, The Fall of the House of Usher // 3x06

Six Sentence Sunday

Today I am using Six Sentence Sunday to unveil my new banner and Official Title™ of the RWRB dads' storyline swap fic — though the working title of Daddy Issues has been fun, it really doesn't fit the ~vibes~ so without further ado, it's now named... Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago).

This fic is lowkey an accidental song fic for "From Eden" and I'm kinda obsessed. Without further ado, enjoy this excerpt (warning for reference to loss of parent):

If Oscar Díaz were here, maybe he’d ask, “Isn’t that the boy you had that crush on, mijo?” Maybe he’d make an observation, something like “He’s a looker.” Maybe he’d urge Alex on, whispering, “Trust the Díaz charm. Shoot your shot, chamaco.” But he’s not here, and the truth is Alex doesn’t know what his father would say.  So instead, he just has to trust his gut — which is telling him to turn away from the hot almost-naked boys and approach the hot English-prince-son-of-James-Bond boy. He may be fully clothed — in a button down and blazer in Rio in August — but he’s featured in way too many of Alex’s dreams for him to miss this opportunity.

Shout out to @littlemisskittentoes for the titling help! And thank you to @kiwiana-writes and @zwiazdziarka for the tags!

I'm early-ish for once, so no-pressure tagging: @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @matherines @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @rmd-writes @saintlynomenclature @tintagel-or-cockleshells @ssmtskw @welcometololaland @14carrotghoul but if I forgot you and you see this, the tag is open! Tag me though so I can see :)

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:

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!!

seven(ish) sentence sunday!

this past week and a half i’ve been in SUCH a weird headspace for writing— falling into imposter syndrome, comparing my work to others, just generally feeling stuck. but last night i was finally able to put pet to paper and be happy with what came out!

thank you SO much for the tags @kiwiana-writes and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf !

have some kensington divergence angst 😌

Loving Henry was like that.

Like he’d suddenly been able to see the world around him in high definition. Like these pieces of himself that had always been muffled and far away were suddenly at his fingertips, accessible and beckoning. Like his body was suddenly mapped entirely anew—nerve endings attuned to the electricity of Henry’s touch, fingers trained to slot perfectly against Henry’s own, or against the dip of his waist.

Alex came alive with it, ready to take the world between his teeth and savor every morsel of it. Smiling brighter, laughing louder, feeling more.

Loving Henry had awoken something in him.

Loving Henry had almost killed him.

no pressure tagging so many lovelies! @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @ssmtskw @firenati0n @leaves-of-laurelin @wordsofhoneydew @anincompletelist @rockyroadkylers @mainstreamelectricalparade @gayrootvegetable @piratefalls @princehgejfmw @magicandarchery @leojfitz

I might embark on a journey. Reading (almost) every single tsoa fanfic on ao3 from the oldest to newest (its 64 pages of fics)

Six(ish) Sentence Sunday

...yes this is another fucking new WIP, no I am not making good choices. At least the WIP tag/current doc name is really, really unsubtle.

It's also significantly more than six sentences, if that helps?

“Look, man.” Alex grips one wrist with his other hand and brings his arms behind his head as he leans back, t-shirt riding up and exposing a thin strip of what appear to be very firm abs, and Henry is suddenly very much regretting ticking ‘no’ on the part of the form that asked if he wanted to engage in reciprocal sexual contact. “I had to sign a whole NDA that didn’t have your name on it just to get access to the one that did—obviously I’m not asking so I can turn around and put your fetishes on blast on Twitter. But you’re doing this here, not back in the UK, which means—unless y’all are planning to recolonise us and I missed the news—this is gonna be a one-time thing, or at least not super regular. Right?”  The back of Henry’s neck warms up thinking about regular—about a standing appointment in his schedule, obfuscated as carefully as his therapy visits are in case of anyone snooping but there nonetheless, a stretch of next times promising Alex’s hands on him—but Alex has already identified the exact reason why that won’t happen. And besides, he’s yet to experience Alex’s hands on him this time. “Right.” Alex leans forward with a lazy, promising smirk that has heat pooling in Henry’s gut. “Which is why I want to make sure you get exactly what you need out of this time. You went to all this effort; might as well make it one to remember, sweetheart.”

Forever feeling feral for whatever y'all are up to, so tagging @affectionatelyrs @anchoredarchangel @anincompletelist @blairwaldcrf @celeritas2997 @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @dumbpeachjuice @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)

WIP Wednesday Word Search!

Thanks for the tag in this one, babies. @read-and-write- @firenati0n @songliili @kiwiana-writes @rockyroadkylers @gayrootvegetable and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf! 💗 Also: appreciation post for my friends who endlessly tag me in these games/challenges even though I'm not the most active and consistent person on this platform. I love you all.

RULES: use this generator to generate three random words (or however many you'd like to do!) and share the lines where they show up in your WIPs!

The words I got were acquaintance, monk, and challenge.

acquaintance - Exes to What? AU

There’s a bunch of classmates, celebrities, Nora posting a photo dump about their weekly Austen-binge with June popping in every so often in the slides. Pez in another outfit that never fails to fill Alex with awe; they’re the most stylish person he probably knows, and that’s saying something with his revolving door of acquaintances and friends. Ellen with her recent campaign publicity pictures. His dad doesn’t have instagram, but every now and then Oscar’s face shows up on news outlets as the current-seating senator of California. And then, unmistakably enough to Alex’s eyes, there’s also Henry.

monk - ATLA AU

Alex was already in the Avatar State, and finally looking around the room — littered with Fire Nation army uniforms and the remains of a monk who clearly meant something to Alex and June — it's not hard to understand why.

challenge - fake fratboy!Alex who's actually just an animal shelter volunteer AU

So Henry doesn't ask Alex where he goes or why he has new cuts on his hands or what he gets up to whenever he's not in school — only looks at him as if all the burning questions he wants to send Alex's way was his newfound telepathic skill. Does so in the next few days because he can't just let go of things like that, and ultimately only stops when Alex finally shoots back a quizzical look at him. He doesn't look angry, per se, but the littlest hint of a challenge does start resting on his eyebrows whenever he spares Henry a glance.

I combined both games so I'm not sure who to tag that hasn't done it yet but if you already did, take this as a round two I guess the word search is FUN. @blairwaldcrf @later-2-dae @dragonflylady77 @leojfitz @14carrotghoul @matherines @44whispers @movetoheavens @mudbloodpotter05 @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inexplicablymine @user-anakin @littlemisskittentoes

My take on what could have happened if Arthur was there the first time Alex and Henry met at Rio 💛

Not to vagueblog but some of you are definitely the sweetest souls and I think of you fondly