rwrb au edit for @ironpe: ghost? au
"I don't know what to tell you, Alex. Prince Henry hasn't been in the public eye for nearly a year now. The official statement is that he had taken ill."
"I'm telling you, Nora, he's dead! That's why his ghost is here haunting me."
"Ugh, rude! I'm not a ghost!"
Alex chooses to ignore his uninvited spectral companion. It's only been occasionally effective in the past few weeks of their co-existence, but now appears to not be one of those times. He sighs at Nora through the phone and bids her a quick goodbye because Henry looks like he's gearing up for a rant.
"Alright, Your Majesty," says Alex in a placating tone. "I retract my previous statement. You're not a ghost, what you are is annoying!"
A translucent glare is thrown his way which gives Alex some satisfaction.
"If you're not dead, then why don't you just go back to your body? Why are you all the way here bothering me?"
"I told you! I'm waiting for someone."
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It had only been a few months since the whirlwind of his mom's election, inauguration and their subsequent moving-in to the White House when Alex Claremont-Diaz got the fright of his life. He had been in his bedroom, slogging through Bleak House for an assignment, loudly complaining to no one that British authors are soooo boring when an offended voice huffs in his ear. "I beg your pardon??!!"
A totally masculine shriek and a thorough sweep from the Secret Service later and he was face to face with what looked to be a haughty blond man at 50% opacity that only he could see.
This event kicked off what is at best a surreal experience and at worst a literal nightmare.
Since then, Alex has spent a considerable amount of time alternating between adjusting to his new roommate and figuring out how the Prince of England could be haunting him and why he couldn't remember much of who he is, only that he's waiting for someone.
But as Alex gets to know Henry more and more, he's surprised he likes what he sees. Henry's sharp wit, affectionate sarcasm and deep passion have charmed him despite his initial resistance. And now, he's more determined than ever to find the truth and help Henry get back to his body, with the hope that maybe when he wakes, something more awaits them both on the other side.
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love is all around, look and see | rated e | 8,915 words
Oscar slips out of the room for a minute and comes back holding a decorated birthday cake. He flicks the lights off and sets the cake just slightly to the left of where Alex is seated, so the cake is in between the two of them. Henry turns to watch Alex, the way his eyes dance in the flicker of the lit birthday candles. Alex is looking back at him, though. He nudges Henry and tilts his chin down to the cake. It’s only then that he really notices that the even, cursive letters spell out ‘Happy Birthday, Henry.’
Or: 5 times someone else planned Henry's birthday celebrations + 1 time Alex did
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From @violetbaudelaire-quagmire and me to our dear @getmehighonmagic. We hope your birthday is amazing! MUAH
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For @thebrownstone drabble prompt: PLAY
A 5+1 in 100 words? More likely than you think.
Five times Alex hates being called Alexander, and one (the only) time he doesn’t.
1.
“Give it back, Alexander.”
“Don’t call me that!” Alex scowls at June.
“Don’t take my things!”
“I want to play with it!”
2.
“Mrs Diaz—”
“It’s Ms Claremont.”
Alex smirks at his mother’s clipped tone.
“Ms Claremont, Alexander here—”
He rolls his eyes. “My name is Alex.”
3.
“Alexander Claremont-Diaz!”
Fucking fucksticks. She’s mad.
4.
“Alexander, is it?”
“Alex,” he says quickly. “No one calls me that except my mother when she’s mad.”
“That happen often?”
5.
“Alexander?”
“For fuck’s sake, Hunter. My name is Alex. I’ve told you that a hundred times.”
“But–”
“Do not say it again.”
+1
“Alexander, babes!”
Pez.
Alex smiles.
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Actually obsessed with the story telling through the hands in rwrb - so so good and beautiful and powerful
It was so reminiscent of old Hollywood from the 30’s- 60’s - when it was the only way they could show intimacy and sexual attraction and sexuality and get it aired on screen without causing public outcry and being accused of being pornographic. That idea of suggestion and connection and expression. I adore it’s use in queer narratives here - because in the same way that audiences have become accepting of seeing more sexual intimacy in heterosexual on screen romances we are now seeing queer romance on screen charting a similar course to being seen as normal - it is the path to acceptance of queer narrative as mainstream.
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You,
Tumblr user
Do you ever have thoughts?
Specifically ones you’d like to have written out, in perhaps a little fanfiction?
Well!
I have a deal for you:
Send me the thoughts, and I write them. That’s it
I desperately want to write and I can’t bring myself to do it unless it’s for other people
Reblog or send me a message with something like a prompt and the pairing (fandoms I know/am used to in tags, other fandoms are welcome as well) and I’ll see what I can make of it
Despite my username there will be no money involved in this, the transaction is between thoughts and words
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