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Until he met this devastatingly handsome young peasant boy who was from this faraway land and said the most ghastly things to him. And made him feel truly alive for the first time in his life.

#VISAGE. #HENRY FOX - MOUNTCHRISTEN - WINDSOR. #had to pop on to reblog this. im fucking sick btw

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#VISAGE. #HENRY FOX - MOUNTCHRISTEN - WINDSOR. #hi im ill

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#SP. #the active ones…. shhhhhh

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for a moment, he panics. DID HE SAY TOO MUCH TOO SOON? for henry, alex had been dead for months. now, he’s here, back from the dead and begging him to leave his home. the place he grew up, the place where his family was, the place where they first fell in love. but then he smiles, and GOD, THAT SMILE — he can’t help but smile too, and he leans forward and presses his lips to henry’s. their first kiss in nearly a year. he couldn’t stop the tears from flowing out of his eyes if he wanted to.

“ i love you. i’m so sorry i took so long. ” he says again, this time directly to henry’s neck. he never wants to let go of his husband ever again, never wants him out of his sight. he finally lets himself pull back to look at henry, and he’s met with a teary and smiley face that he wants nothing more than to kiss and stare at and lose himself in. but for now, he needs to figure out how they’ll get out of here.

scaling the side of the building would be easy enough were it just alex — he won’t force henry to do that though, NOT IN THIS WEATHER. his brain races and races and races until . . . he’s got it. “ okay, is there . . . ” he pauses, taking henry’s hand in his and squeezing it. “ is there a way that you can sneak out? that doesn’t involve you marching out the front doors. i have a ship — it’s small, but it’ll work for this — it’s near that BIG OLD BOULDER where we almost got caught that one time. ” he smiles at the thought, of their younger selves hiding behind this comically - sized boulder to avoid getting caught holding hands. “ you just need to get there. then i’ll fly you far away from here. ”

henry stares, wide-eyed and afraid. this can't be happening. this can't be real. this is some trick of the dark side, a shade come to haunt him and remind him of all he's lost. yet his heart aches for it to be real, desperate to cling onto the happiness that he had found with alex. his voice sound so real, the deep lilt that used to set his blood afire filling the room that had been so empty.

and then alex touches him and he's jerked back to reality. the black and white of his world since he lost alex explodes backk into a kaleidoscope of colour, leaving him breathless and shaking. he stares down at their hands and laces their fingers together, squeezing, waiting for the moment when it disappears in a puff of smoke and he's left alone again. but it doesn't, alex's hand, his body, remains strong and comforting against him, and then alex's other hand is against his face and all the grief that had suffocated him transforms into an avalanche of love and adoration. "oh my god. alex." he dives forward, wrapping his arms around alex, pressing his face into the crook of his neck and drinking in his scent. it's real, he's here. he's not alone.

he doesn't fully understand what alex is saying at first. he's shaking, breathing coming out in short, sharp bursts, and he doesn't even try to stop the tears that stream down his cheeks and soak alex's shirt. he just needs to hold him, to back in the reality of the moment. "christ, alex. i-i'd go anywhere with you. i thought you were dead. i thought-" he shakes his head, pulling away to cup alex's face in his hands, gently brushing away the tears from his cheeks, and for the first time in nearly a year, he smiles. "please get me out of here. i don't care where to, just don't you dare scare me like that again."

#greymount #IN CHARACTER. #STAR WARS. #finally finished this #THEM!!!!

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hello all, i'm currently the only person at work rn who can do my job so it has been taking its toll on me. activity will probably be low until i start my regular schedule again <3

#lets see. that applies to here aldovah hellenistiq jewelthieves neberrie and worthfuls #gawd my blogroll....... do not perceive #OOC.

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whatever he thought he saw? no, HE KNOWS WHAT HE SAW, and what he saw was anakin and senator amidala, locked in a very intense and passionate kiss. so much for making this quick and running off to do the same with his boyfriend. “ usually, that room has no people in it. ” alex sighs, rubbing his forehead with his hand. “ i was checking it. for something. for my mother . . . ”

he wasn't, actually. HE HAD PLANS TO USE IT THE SAME WAY ANAKIN AND THE SENATOR JUST WERE. it appeared he'd need to be finding a different room from now on. jesus christ. “ so, um . . . how long have you two been together? ”

                        despite being caught only ten minutes prior with the senator amidala behind closed doors, anakin still tries to sneak out of the sideroom. door creaking open, barely open to a crack, just enough for him to squeeze out of. but maybe he should've checked the corridor first, instead of immediately going for a hasty escape. as the voice of their catcher speaks, anakin nearly leaps out of his skin for the second time tonight.

❝ hey! don't — don't do that! don't you know you're not meant to sneak up on people! ❞ hand against his chest, he can feel the thundering beating of his own heart. ❝ i ... i don't know what you're talking about alex. ❞ anakin's quick to dismiss, with matching hand gesture. ❝ whatever you think you saw ... it wasn't that. but next time, maybe try knocking? just a suggestion? ❞

#skydraign #IN CHARACTER. #MAIN. #had to use this icon sorry. he's a beacon of humor

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hi tsh fans (or non fans) i made a new blogue @hellenistiq

#HAVENT POSTED ABT THIS HERE #hehehe

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alex + henry's upper lip

#VISAGE. #HENRY FOX - MOUNTCHRISTEN - WINDSOR. #happy sunday. alex is so fucking smitten

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“ this might be a stupid question, but why here? why not study in paris? ” alex is almost positive that arthur fox's son wouldn't have any issue getting a writing career going — DIDN'T FRENCH PEOPLE WATCH JAMES BOND? and yet, there's an odd pang in his chest at the thought of henry not being here anymore, at the thought of him living all the way across the world, AT THE THOUGHT OF HAVING NEVER MET HIM. he hates the feeling. is he blushing? can't exactly blame it on the heat, because there is none. alex clears his throat, and looks foward again.

an actor and an english graduate. his parents were two politicians, trying their best to make a difference in texas. in the way that it was magic seeing his parents together, alex holds the exact same sentiment. EVEN IF DINNER FELT LIKE THE PRESIDENTIAL DEBATE SOMETIMES. even if work bled into home. even if they were gone for weeks at a time — the good times made up for the bad times, triple fold.

“ so is that where you're going to go after you graduate? PARIS. i could see you there. ” he doesn't know where he'll go after he graduates. maybe law school? grad school? hell, what if he wants to go to med school? the future is something he hates to think about, something so uncertain. he always thought his future was something so far away that the thought of it extending past college made his stomach churn. he'd probably stay in austin. he didn't really want to leave austin — he won't think about it anymore. “ what kind of stuff would you write? like, biographies, or something? or adventure stuff? no, let me guess. romance novels. ”

looking at alex is like looking at the sun. it's beautiful in a way that defies description, something to be worshipped with upraised hands and an open heart. but henry's heart is hidden behind miles upon miles of wall and his shoulders are too heavy to raise his hands in jubilation. he was made for a quieter type of worship, loving from afar with his hands held to his chest, as if protecting his heart from the kaleidoscope of colour that exploded within him whenever alex looks his way.

it takes everything in henry not to react to alex's words, to hide the way his cheeks grow hotter, the way his heart slams against his ribcage like the beat of a war drum. booming, yearning, taking each step closer towards his target. instead, somehow, he manages to simply raise a brow, looking up at alex like he's suddenly developed a second head. "and where is this fair date of mine? is someone about to whisk me off my feet without me knowing?" he shakes his head and chuckles. and then, like a fool, dangerous, he adds. "unless you're referring to yourself, darling. but i didn't take you for the subtle kind."

he tries to shake the image from his mind. this was a fool's errand, a wild dream. alex wouldn't ever be interested in him. he's grateful when the conversation shifts back to his parents. "they are - were - brilliant people. an actor and an english graduate, it was magic seeing them together." he smiles fondly at the memories, of days laying on the beach watching them recite romeo and juliet together, or laughing as they decide to play an incredibly dramatic rendition of wuthering heights. he'd give anything to go back to those sweet, simple days. "she was, before my dad died. as for me, i- no. i want to be a writer. live in paris."

#greymount #IN CHARACTER. #LACROSSE CAPTAIN. #alex baby it's okay henry is ur future <3

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AND I'M GONNA SEE MY MAN 'TIL I'M SATISFIED.

#SP. #how many of u remember miss ida jane. come one come all

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INDIE PORTRAYAL OF THE DRAGONBORN. by blythe.

#SP. #he is. so awake rn #so gonna take advantage of that rq #i've got ij's promo lined up too. should rb soon BUT ANYWAYS

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“ come on, of COURSE it will be. ” he's amused, certain she's been weighing out the pros and cons in her head. “ and i do not sound like that, princess. ” alex is grateful she'll come, grateful she's attending this thing she technically shouldn't know is going on considering the fact she's OVERSEAS and not doing crown princess things. “ okay, okay, fine. it might be just a dinner that's been awarded that particular accolade a million billion times, ” he raises his voice an octave to imitate her voice now, eyes gleaming as he does. “ but this'll be the first one you've gone to with me. so it will be the dinner of the year. plus my mom looks at me funny if i act up in any way. and then i get lectured. so it'll be fine! pinky swear. if i'm lying, we'll go to the theater three times. what do you think about THAT? ”

"'it's just the most important meal of the year',"  she repeats his own words back to him, and pitching her voice an octave lower to really complete the imitation, no matter how inaccurate it may be.  "have you any idea how many dinners i've attended that have been awarded that particular accolade?"  entirely too many is the only correct answer to her already rhetorical question.  she spent the latter half of her teenage years bored half out of her wits at some banquet table with nato officials or members of the european commission, all a little uncertain as to what the proper protocol is –– whether it was because she was a princess or a teenage girl, ann isn't sure.  the latter must have held the edge when it came to levels of intimidation, she can imagine.  "because i know you, and i know it won't be as simple as that."

#pajanyas #IN CHARACTER. #MAIN. #:') #HOPE UR HAVING FUN XOXO

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#the blogroll. toodles #OOC.

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This little moment is one of my faves in the whole movie.

#VISAGE. #HENRY FOX - MOUNTCHRISTEN - WINDSOR. #hello all. i am ill

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“ it’s kind of fairytale, huh? ” nothing even close to how his and henry’s story went — alex gets the feeling that sebastian and mason had their fair share of ups and downs too, things that have shaped them and defined their relationship. ALEX LOVES HENRY, despite their ups and downs and bumps in the road. “ well, for henry, it was. for me, i hated him at first. I HATED HIM FOR ALMOST FIVE YEARS. and then that whole cake thing happened — i know you heard about it because i still get asked about it — and we did some press tour where we pretended we’d been friends since my mother was first elected, and then we got pushed into some closet together, realized that me hating him was some big misunderstanding, and then . . . ” he grins, something soft. “ well, you know the rest. our fucking emails getting leaked, the whole nine yards. now we’re here. ” it feels like a century has passed and that no time has passed at all — all he knows is that he’s grateful it’s with henry. that it’s all been with henry. it’s difficult to imagine a world where he’d feel any different, and he’s certain sebastian would say the same. “ so the LONG DISTANCE THING — how’d you guys make it work? it’s probably easier when you don’t have to set up secret servers and pretend you don’t feel a thing for the person you talk to all - day - everyday. ”

❝ christ , yeah , i understand . the long distance thing . ❞ sebastian follows alex's eyes to their chatting partners and smiles , relieved to see henry and mason getting along so well . friends , he's come to realize , are IMMENSELY IMPORTANT to feeling comfortable in life — having friends like this , no matter their status or the length of the relationship itself , adds nothing but natural value to a life . they add joy . they add disagreement and learning and growth . when he turns back to smile at @biggestnda , sebastian catches himself nodding along to his assertions . ❝ i can't even imagine what that must have been like , politically and emotionally , with all that pressure on your shoulders . . . ❞ henry seems like a very bright sort , a more formal ( but beneficial ) contrast to alex's laid-back personality , and the two complement one another quite perfectly . he'll have to chat with henry a bit more later to get the full story . when alex asks about how he and mason met , sebastian's brows lift , ecstatic . ❝ oh , we were . . . ❞ he laughs . ❝ he was visiting london with friends , and they stopped in a pub to unwind after a long day . I HAPPENED TO BE THERE and noticed him . ❞ he notes how alex constantly looks back at henry and sees the same sort of fondness that he and mason share . THAT'S GOOD . they're in love . they make it so beautifully obvious . ❝ definitely a love at first sight sort of thing . was it that way with you two ? ❞

#gunbash #IN CHARACTER. #MAIN. #:’) #my babies. the four of them

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“ what's american about making a big deal about meeting nine million world leaders? not all of us are crown princesses, you know. ” he teases, NOSE SCRUNCHED, SMILE WIDE, AND SPARKLING EYES. alex can already hear his mother and zahra in his ear — she's a crown princess. don't be weird. behave. you're representing the u.s. and helping us with our alliance with them — to which he'll do his absolute best to quell their fears. COME ON, YOU KNOW ME. I'M THE PICTURE OF CLASS! “ yeah, yeah. i'll even pull out my tux or whatever. ” he waves his hand, then motions for her to follow. “ besides, you and i will be guests. nothing we need to do but sit back, relax, eat, and ENJOY. what's so bad about that? ” he asks, arms crossed over his chest as he starts to walk.

"oh, how very american of you to call it that."  it's the gentlest of digs at him, yet it's the most that she's capable of; and a wry smile softly blossoms soon after, just to show that she doesn't really mind.  sure, she came to the united states thinking that she might get away with having just one year in her twenties that was not spent rubbing elbows with influential dignitaries and foreign leaders, but it was foolish of her to expect anything else, truly.  "fine, i'll come.  ...  but you owe me a theatre trip or two!"  a figure is pointed in his direction as menacingly as she can manage, which is to say –– not very.

#pajanyas #IN CHARACTER. #MAIN.

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