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cha-melodius · 16 days
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Spy boys for the fic "So Close to Something Better Left Unknown"
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cha-melodius · 20 days
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So Close to Something Better Left Unknown
“There you are, love. Did you forget you were supposed to wait for me?” Henry fucking Fox says smoothly, smiling at him like it’s expected. Like they planned this. Like Alex should have known that MI6 would show up and blow up his operation—ok, given the number of times this particular MI6 agent has stuck his prissy nose in Alex’s business, maybe he should have— Henry glances over to the bouncer as he adjusts his cufflinks. “He’s with me.”
(Working a mission with MI6 agent Henry Fox is already Alex’s idea of a disaster, but when things go sideways and Henry gets dosed with a dangerous drug, things get more complicated than he ever could have imagined.)
20k, E. Spy-related peril, mission fic, fuck or die. Second chapter posting Sunday!
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
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cha-melodius · 21 days
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One last WIP Wednesday for this fic before I yeet it into the abyss (post it on ao3). The above banner is part of the wip post, btw!
Thanks for the tags @suseagull04, @getmehighonmagic, @kiwiana-writes, @three-drink-amy, @firenati0n, @eusuntgratie, @orchidscript, @mikibwrites, @wordsofhoneydew, @read-and-write-, @itsmaybitheway!
Henry’s mouth tightens, pinching in at the corner. “That’s… not why I refused to work with you, Alex.” “Oh yeah? Enlighten me, then.” Henry is silent for a long while, staring at their linked hands. “That mission was one of my first solo operations,” he says when he speaks again, “and I was under an immense amount of pressure from my— from MI6 high command. And I saw you there, a young, brilliant CIA officer at the top of his game, and I thought”—his voice breaks, and he clears his throat, squeezing his eyes shut—“I thought, this is a man who could utterly ruin me. I knew that I had to do whatever was necessary to keep you as far away as possible.” Alex opens his mouth and closes it again, frowning. “What the fuck does that mean? We’re supposed to be allies. Why would I ruin you?” Alex isn’t expecting him to laugh, low and humorless. “Don’t you get it, Alex?” Henry asks, a flicker of fire in his eyes for the first time in hours. “This life we lead… everything is in service to our agencies, our countries. We change identities like clothes, shoving ourselves and our hopes and desires so deep down they’re almost lost entirely. We don’t get to have things for ourselves, don’t even get to want, but I— I wanted.” He closes his eyes and exhales heavily. “Lord help me, I wanted you.”
Some tags under the cut and, as always, an open one as well, tag me so I can see what you're working on!
@rmd-writes, @welcometololaland, @cricketnationrise, @14carrotghoul, @sherryvalli, @celeritas2997, @dumbpeachjuice, @bigassbowlingballhead, @magicandarchery, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @iboatedhere, @nontoxic-writes, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @nicijones, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @mirilyawrites, @wolfpup026, @natendo-art, @bighandsforabigheart, @justabigoldnerd, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @cactusdragon517, @sparklepocalypse, @oxfordslutphase, @ninzied, @indestructibleheart, @ships-to-sail, @inexplicablymine, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @leaves-of-laurelin, @historicallysam and also tagging @clottedcreamfudge even though you already did it bc you said to.
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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I've been writing very little besides very explicit smut at this point, but please enjoy this little interlude. This fic has a title now, which is So Close to Something Better Left Unknown.
Alex splays his other palm over Henry’s hip, slides it up to the dip of his waist and tries not to think of how perfect the fit feels. Has to remind himself that Henry’s shudder of pleasure at the contact has very little to do with Alex, intoxicating as it may be to think otherwise. Henry’s full lips are parted, his face tipped up toward Alex’s, and the temptation to kiss him, to seal their mouths together and feel the cut of his teeth, is nearly overwhelming. That’s not what this is, though. Not what they agreed to. Henry’s pale eyelashes flutter as his eyes open again, and his pupils are so huge and dark with lust that they seem to have their own gravitational pull, twin black holes that drag Alex in until their noses are nearly brushing. He’s moving more deliberately now, grinding against Alex’s hip, his breaths becoming ragged as the color concentrates once again on the apples of his cheeks and he starts shaking more violently. “Please, Alex,” he breathes. The words raise goosebumps where they wash over Alex’s skin, and Alex closes his eyes, clinging to the shreds of his own sanity. “What do you need, baby?” he asks, the endearment spilling from his lips again, less excusable than something uttered mid-coitus.
No-pressure tagging some folks below, and as always leaving an open tag for anyone who'd like it, tag me back!
Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes, @rmd-writes, @three-drink-amy, @orchidscript, @suseagull04, @itsmaybitheway, @eusuntgratie, @heysweetheart-writes, @magicandarchery, @maxbegone, and @wordsofhoneydew!
@cricketnationrise, @dumbpeachjuice, @clottedcreamfudge, @firenati0n, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @inexplicablymine, @indestructibleheart, @sherryvalli, @ninzied, @nicijones, @bigassbowlingballhead, @getmehighonmagic, @heytheredeann, @leaves-of-laurelin, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @oxfordslutphase, @nontoxic-writes, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @justabigoldnerd, @pippinoftheshire, @sparklepocalypse, @14carrotghoul, @ships-to-sail
and some art wip tags bc why not @wolfpup026, @bighandsforabigheart, @natendo-art
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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Y'all are on TOP of this today lmao, so many early tags. Thanks to @getmehighonmagic, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @magicandarchery, @kiwiana-writes (you know people are ahead of schedule when 5 people get in before MJ does), @suseagull04, @leaves-of-laurelin, @eusuntgratie, and @three-drink-amy! Will be diving into snippets a little later; for now, please accept this. Smut feelings were fighting me, so I've returned to the mission side of things.
“He has quite the collection of paramours of varying…” He looks down his nose at Alex. “… caliber.” Alex sneers at him and throws back the rest of his drink rather than punch him in the face; it’s a close call, regardless. After slamming the glass on the bar with a little too much force, he sets to work while Henry looks on, bemused. First he tugs off his tie, which he jams in a pocket, then unbuttons his shirt halfway to his navel, leaving a swath of sternum and chest hair exposed. He pushes a hand through his hair to loosen his curls so that they fall over his forehead, and finally, he lifts a gold chain off a drunk girl who fortuitously stumbles into him on her way to the bar. “What the devil are you doing?” Henry asks as Alex fastens the chain around his own neck. “If I’m gonna be playing your American boy toy, I should look the part, don’t you think?”
As always please consider this an open tag if you want to share, but also no-pressure tagging
@rmd-writes, @welcometololaland, @orchidscript, @dumbpeachjuice, @firenati0n, @cricketnationrise, @inexplicablymine, @indestructibleheart, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @justabigoldnerd, @pippinoftheshire, @nicijones, @oxfordslutphase, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @sparklepocalypse, @14carrotghoul, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @bigassbowlingballhead, @ninzied, @sherryvalli, @heysweetheart-writes, @maxbegone, @itsmaybitheway, and @wordsofhoneydew
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cha-melodius · 28 days
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WIP Wednesday
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Thanks to @rmd-writes, @leaves-of-laurelin, @suseagull04, @eusuntgratie, and @firenati0n for the tags! Bit of a different WIP Wednesday this week, though still related to the snippets I've been posting. It's been so long since I did any drawing I have to try to remember wtf I'm doing... we'll see if this turns into anything lol.
Tagging some art folks first? @wolfpup026, @natendo-art, @bighandsforabigheart, @seanchaidh7, @4rthurfox, @hummingbee-o0o, @wordsofhoneydew ... and also @welcometololaland, @mirilyawrites, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @justabigoldnerd, @nicijones, @bigassbowlingballhead, @magicandarchery, @getmehighonmagic, @cactusdragon517, @sparklepocalypse, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @oxfordslutphase, @ninzied, @anchoredarchangel, @clottedcreamfudge, @dumbpeachjuice, @indestructibleheart, @iboatedhere, @liminalmemories21, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @ships-to-sail, @kiwiana-writes, @nontoxic-writes, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @14carrotghoul, @adreamareads, @cricketnationrise, @porcelainmortal, @itsmaybitheway
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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Not gonna pretend this is seven sentences but also can't be fucked to changing my banner. C'est la vie! Here's a bit from one of the action setpieces in this fic for your Easter Sunday.
“What now?” Henry gasps, flinching as more glass explodes to their right. “We’re going through the window,” Alex tells him. As if on cue, one of the bullets flying around them slams into one of the large plate-glass windows, sending a spider-web of cracks out from the point of impact. Reinforced, then, but not, it seems, fully bulletproof. Alex takes a breath and fires the rifle at the weakened area, further spreading the damage until the window is nearly opaque with fractures and sagging in the frame. “I’m gonna draw their fire, and you go through the window first,” he tells Henry. “You’re insane,” Henry yelps. “I can’t— and anyway, how will you get out?” He shakes his head and looks around, his eyes landing on a metal cabinet across from them labeled FLAMMABLE. He glances over at Alex. “We go together.”
Thanks for the tags @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @kiwiana-writes, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @mirilyawrites, and @three-drink-amy!
Leaving my usual open tag, but also tagging:
@rmd-writes, @welcometololaland, @firenati0n, @indestructibleheart, @iboatedhere, @leaves-of-laurelin, @inexplicablymine, @eusuntgratie, @getmehighonmagic, @magicandarchery, @bigassbowlingballhead, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @sparklepocalypse, @ninzied, @nicijones, @justabigoldnerd, @pippinoftheshire, @oxfordslutphase, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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I'm late today, but that's because I finally broke through my block figuring out the mission specifics for this sucker and managed to write 2k this afternoon. Thanks @wordsofhoneydew, @kiwiana-writes, @suseagull04, @orchidscript, @three-drink-amy, @bigassbowlingballhead, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @iboatedhere, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @jellibuns, @firenati0n, and @itsmaybitheway for the tags!
There’s a loud, metallic grinding sound, like the door handle has been torn clean off, and before Alex can process what’s happening Henry is shoving him back against the sink and dropping down to his knees in front of him with his back to the door. Then, as if Alex had any doubts about the picture he wishes to paint of what exactly they've been doing in here, Henry's hands come up to his waistband and his nimble fingers start unbuckling Alex’s belt, and abruptly everything goes a little hazy. Because Alex’s fly is open and Henry’s hands are pressing against his thighs, hot through the thin fabric of his trousers, and Henry’s face is fucking inches from where Alex’s cock is starting to take a distinct interest in the proceedings despite their dire fucking circumstances. It’s a-fucking-lot, even with his boxers still in place, and when Henry looks up at him, blue eyes shining up through pale eyelashes, his pink fucking lips glistening like he’s licked them, Alex’s brain executes a complete and unplanned shutdown. With a crash, the door slams open, and Alex only gets a glimpse of the man on the other side before Henry jumps up directly in front of him, completely shielding him from the guard. It’s a weird feeling, like Henry is protecting him, and Alex is in no place to try to mentally deal with that right now. As it is, he can barely make his hands fasten his pants and buckle his belt again. He feels unaccountably flustered, which is ridiculous, because he doesn't get flustered. At least he’s probably selling that they were, in fact, interrupted mid-fellatio.
Happy birthday, ACD! Sorry this isn't a real blowjob. Promise I'll make up for it later.
It's late, so open tag on this one. Also I'm gonna be tagging everyone and their mother tomorrow for a wip game lol.
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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Out of Context Lines
Thanks @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, and @liminalmemories21 for the tags!
The Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post and share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your most recent unposted WIP with zero context.
“Didn’t realize you had a death wish, sweetheart.” “And I didn’t know you cared, darling.”
A smatter of tags for those I've not seen tagged yet for this game @nicijones, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @mirilyawrites, @wolfpup026, @natendo-art, @bighandsforabigheart, @bigassbowlingballhead, @magicandarchery, @eusuntgratie, @iboatedhere, @leaves-of-laurelin, plus an open tag if you like!
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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ok so "Spy tries out different sex acts on his rival until he finds one that fixes him"
i wasnt' sure i read that right at first and now i need to know all about it please Sara, thanks
Ah yes, that is my current IPWIP (in progress work in progress... no? idk I tried), HOPEFULLY finished soon, which is spies + fuck or die. Aka, "fuck and spy" (thanks @firenati0n). This was supposed to be a one-shot. It was supposed to not take that long. It is now more than 13k and still incomplete. GAH.
Anyway, have a snippet of some new parts I haven't shared yet:
On pure, instinctual muscle memory, Alex draws the pistol out of his waistband in one fluid movement, training it steadily on the guard currently holding Henry at gunpoint. There are three of them and one of him, though, and he’s not that fast with a gun. “Try anything and he’s dead,” the guard on the left says in the kind of low, even tone that brooks no argument. “Drop the gun.” “Or I could make a run for it,” Alex counters, his eyes flicking between the three guards and avoiding Henry’s face. “Then he is also dead.” “I don’t believe you. You wouldn’t waste the opportunity for information.” The guard on the right crosses his arms over his chest. “Try it.” Finally, Alex lets his eyes meet Henry’s. Steady blue stares back at him, uncompromising, unflinching. A man who knows he’s caught and there isn’t a thing he can do about it. A spy who’s number is up. Henry mouths run.
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cha-melodius · 1 month
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I am absolutely living for/dying over both 1 and 5 please share as you wish xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes
Pretty sure you've guessed what #1 is, and I posted a snip here earlier, but here's another bit of something I just wrote tonight.
“I can’t believe they gave you a fucking mattress,” Alex croaks as he rubs his eyes and glares across the gap between their cells. “How is that fucking fair?” Henry doesn’t answer. Well, the guy did say he might still be unconscious, though he could always be faking. As Alex watches, a tremor runs through Henry’s body, more violent than just a shiver from the cold, and Alex frowns. “Hey,” he says, a little louder. “Asshole. Your royal fucking jerk-off. Dumbass who ran into a trap. Henry.” Nothing. Alex wipes a hand over his face, wondering how the fuck he’s gonna get out of this.
#5 is this body-swap soulmate AU (also with spies!), and I don't really have anything to add to that summary except that Bea being an absolute badass and bonding with Alex in the most extreme possible circumstances is going to be a blast to write. Also I'm just imagining her arguing with Henry while Henry's in Alex's body about whether or not he's 'allowed' to be with his soulmate, and... yeah. It's gonna be bonkers lol.
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