• Richelle •

• still decoy, still a good witch with her tea— still bitter, still won’t play The Black Keys. Still wants to politely and properly warn you… this is Armageddon •

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𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖

• 8 chapters (complete) • 42.6k • rated mature • lovers to strangers to friends to lovers (with a healthy dose of amnesia and second chances)

Alex was staring, he knew he was. How could he not— was he in a dream? There was no other explanation for the fact that Henry was standing here in front of him. Awake. Awake and looking at him with that amusingly fond expression on his face; concern radiating from the furrow of his brow. “Are you quite alright? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

[ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵— 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦… ‘𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘯е𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 ]

• 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕥 •

A month ago the last chapter was posted of this story was posted after a solid 6 months of working on it in tandem with Sami (Looking4Orion on all the other socials). A labor of love that neither of us could have predicted it would become what it did. I hated even the general idea of it when we first started discussing the prompt. but then I kind of fell in love with the whole thing.

The drama, the angst, the sadness and the hurt... because it led to such a beautiful conclusion, a happy ending unique to our story. It's lovely, but I'm also severely biased in that respect.

Last weekend I got to spend a day with Sami and she handed me a physical copy of the thing we created and it's just one of those things i keep looking at going 'what the fuuuuuck. that's real.'

it's very much real. and I'm very much in love with it.

Anyway.

I hope you enjoy it 🤍

• 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 •

• Strangers Again by Matt Hansen • Still Mine by Ashley Singh • Memories by Patrick Droney • How To Be Lonely by Jake Scott • I Will Wait by Mumford & Sons • All That Really Matters by Illenium & Teddy Swims • Rest by Deal Lewis ft. Sasha Alex Sloan • Betting On Us by Myles Smith

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝔹𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 (𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 & 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎)

• 8.2k • 4 times Alex and Henry find each other on Motor Yacht 𝙇𝙖 𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙖 and 1 time they find their way home • yachting au (but also like… very little focus on the yachting part) • blame Bravo for this entire thing

[ archiveofourown.org/works/67399985 ]

No surprises. Alex really needed to stop saying things like that. It almost always bit him in the ass, because the last thing he expected when he stepped out onto the deck was an all too familiar pair of shoulders at the other end of the passerelle. “Henry.” The name left his lips in the same moment that his toe met the step up of the front deck causing him to stumble a few feet along the freshly sprayed down teak and made just enough commotion to grab the attention of the blonde on the dock. Their eyes locked somewhere in the middle, and Alex took in the misty blue that put even these waters to shame before they flicked to the half buttoned linen chambray shirt billowing with the breeze. A god damn summer dream, if Alex had any way to describe it.

Or; 4 times Alex and Henry find each other on a Motor Yacht La Meridia and 1 time they find their way home AKA; The Yachtie AU no one asked for.

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Sunday Funday snippet?

two posts in one day?? Who is she? I have no idea why I suddenly have the want to be more active on this platform, but here we are!

Here's a bit of a wip I'm working on with Sami (looking4Orion on all the things, not here though). We have no current outline for when it'll be posted, but it's coming along nicely. Enjoy!

There wasn't a single part of the city that they hadn’t explored in the dead of the night, insomnia simply an excuse to get to see one another. And that was the whole thing, wasn’t it? Their foundation. They met each other where they were at. They were two vastly different people who found themselves rooted in the same city at a time where it felt like everyone else abandoned them. Just before Alex met Henry, June had moved across the country for a job in San Francisco, Nora not a month later told him she was moving to Boston. And Alex? Alex’s whole life was in this city; his job, the rest of his friends, the stupid cat he left food out for in the alleyway next to his apartment because he was afraid if he didn't, no one would.  He couldn’t be the one to follow them anymore, so he stayed.  And then, one morning, sitting at a coffee shop amongst files and documents and a half eaten croissant, he looked up to find a pair of blue eyes staring back at him. He’d be lying if he said he was the same person as he was before that morning. Everything changed after Henry walked into his life. Even still, the second time.

I said on BlueSky that the reason I chose this snippet is because I've had a particular song in my head all day. That being said, have a track from the playlist:

Blue Eyes by Abe Parker

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Get to Know You Tag Game

I don't know what prompted me to want to do this game, but here we are! all the love to @caterpills and @jafffacakess for the tags. you both are to blame for the rambling that is going to follow. I adore you anyway.

💫 last song: I'm going to put two here because there's the song I was last listening to when I originally started this post last night and then there's the last song I listened to today. last night: The Luckiest by Ben Folds. it's on the playlist for my current WIP that has me in a choke hold (both the wip and the playlist). There's a line in it that goes 'Next door there's an old man who lived to his 90s and one day passed away in his sleep / and his wife, she stayed for a couple of days / and passed away. / I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong. / That I know that I am the luckiest' and in a way that explains a lot about the wip. today: America's Sweetheart by Elle King. it's on my 'be fucking happy' playlist which is just songs I love to sing at the top of my lungs. BUT the song also spawned the idea of a narrative of Nora based on the song. There's something about the line 'My kind of medicine is whiskey straight / I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they / They said I'll never be the poster type / But they don't make posters of my kind of life' that just screams Nora in my head. I can't fully explain it so I understand if it doesn't make too much sense right now. Eventually I'll get it out into a doc completely.

💫 favorite color: Green. emeralds and evergreens are just so pretty to me. but also i'll never say no to a black and gold. Also, while we’re here— the perfect shade of coral will also always be a yes to me; a little deeper in the warmth but still soft enough to be delicate, a shade that is the most perfect pair to a midnight blue.

💫 last film: honestly. I think the last movie I watched was How To Train Your Dragon like 3 weeks ago. It’s one of the best animated films and the score is hands down one of my all time favorites

💫 last show: currently? I'm in a rewatch of like 3 different shows. most present is A Handmaid's Tale. I just made it to the new season. The other shows are Scandal and The West Wing (I'm always watching this though-- to be fair.)

💫 sweet/spicy/savory: oh. this is hard. but if I had to choose one profile to live with for the rest of time it would be savory— because there are ways to get the satisfaction of something sweet in a savory dish. Also the dimensions of savory are just…so good. Now I’m hungry.

💫 relationship: i quite like my quiet little life. (Single)

💫 last google search: “Wright's Dairy Farm" because I ordered a cake for a baby shower at work from there for next week and I needed the dimensions because I'm currently second guessing myself with the size I ordered and having enough-- because anxiety.

A few no pressure 'tag-youre-it' picks: @miharaikko @kj-bee @firenati0n @sophie1973 @thesleepyskipper @theprinceandagcd @dani-dabbles

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Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story

welcome to Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: A FirstPrince Broadway inspired series.

a collection of one shots based on songs from various Broadway shows -past and present- created entirely to allow me to indulge in musicals and FirstPrince at the same time.

Chapter 1. Ten Thousand Reasons

Based on the song Only Us from Dear Evan Hansen (2016-2022) 6.7k University au.

𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦— 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰 _____________________________________ “How could you…?” Alex had supremely fucked up. He had known it was a bad idea, somewhere deep down in his gut, he had known from the very beginning that he was capable of screwing it all up; but he did it anyway. It's just that it was Henry. The beautiful boy who had sat near the front of their English Lit class and talked about the reading like he had been the one to write it himself. The devastating blond who sat in the overstuffed chair in the student center, right outside the coffee shop with an earl grey or the occasional oolong tea (if he was feeling a little too homesick). Alex had only ever wanted to be in his orbit. He had never wanted this.

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• and I will hold on to you •

[ how long is forever series ]

Saying goodbye to Henry was always a difficult endeavor, but this one left Alex in a particularly melancholic mood today. It was Christmas Eve and Henry was supposed to be on a plane already; actually, he was supposed to be back in New York already but the last two flights he had been booked on out of London had been canceled and Alex was beginning to wonder what he’d done to piss off the universe that had so readily put Henry back in his life to begin with. All they had wanted this year was Christmas morning. Together. Sure, they would have things to do later, people coming over, dinner to cook—but they had just wanted a quiet, cozy, lazy morning; one that was rarely afforded to them. Now, Henry was stuck in London, or Wales or somewhere in the UK and Alex had never hated international travel more than he did in the last 24 hours as he watched their first Christmas together slowly fade into a daft daydream he had dared to think about.

OR; a Christmas interlude (a small addition to the Sometimes, Just One Second universe)

• jump beneath the cut for some more Red Umbrella goodies •

Day 25

Prompt: Lazy Mornings

6.8k words

Complete Christmas fluff

view the whole collection here

I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. All my love from the northeast to you and yours <3

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𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺

𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍.

• 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 •

•• 29 songs

•• 1hr 50min

Down the rabbit hole for the links and track listing

• 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕪 •

• 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 •

https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/sometimes-just-one-second/pl.u-qxylDkau2e4Zbz

• sometimes, just one second • by • Richelle • on Apple Music

Playlist · 29 Songs

• 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 •

[ https://archiveofourown.org/works/60481528 ]

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sometimes, just one second

•• 1/1

•• 17.2k

It happens momentarily, the first time Alex sees him again. Time slows nearly to a stop— never mind the fact that he’s mid-pour; the bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue he’s using as a floater tipped just so, the golden liquid spilling into the rocks glass getting dangerously close to overflowing.

In the back of the crowd, on a typically busy Friday night at Allegory, a flash of blond hair pulls Alex’s attention; which wouldn’t be anything new— Alex has a type— except for the laugh cutting clearly through the murmur of conversations.The bright bubble of incandescent joy that he’s somehow still entirely too familiar with, a laugh he would recognize anywhere, regardless of the number of years since it was last heard.

Or; What happens when you let Fate do her thing? Sometimes it takes 10 years.

[ https://archiveofourown.org/works/60481528 ]

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Today, i bring you something of my own.

Posting tomorrow.

Take a trip down the rabbit hole for a sneak peek

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• 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒’𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒’𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 •

• 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕞 𝕠𝕗 ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝔼𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 •

By @firenati0n

A Playlist.

•• 25 songs

•• 1hr 36min

[ track list and links beyond the cut ]

• full spectrum of human emotion • by • Richelle • on Apple Music

Playlist · 25 Songs

Continuing my catalog of fic playlists I’ve made, today’s entry is for Roop’s Full Spectrum of Human Emotion [ https://archiveofourown.org/works/55680085/chapters/141337954 ]

one of my favorites I’ve made for one of my favorites I’ve read 🤍🤍

I’ve got a couple more left after this.

Until the next Sunday!

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feeling your heart beating, wondering what you're dreaming

by firenati0n on ao3

M | 5.7k

tags: alternate universe, childhood friends to lovers, only one bed, alex pov, brief ellen pov, brief henry pov, sleeping together, cuddling, tipsy love confessions, first kiss, arthur fox lives and is a wonderful parent, mutual pining, 5+1 things

But Friday nights are just for them. People no longer make fun of Henry’s accent the way they used to in elementary school—they look at him now. It’s weird, and it makes something in Alex’s jaw hurt. “Oh shit, it’s late and I know we have Bea’s piano recital in the morning. Should probably go to bed, yeah?” Alex pulls his shirt off and slides under the covers before yanking it down on Henry’s side for him, an invitation. Henry doesn’t move, though—instead, he’s chewing his bottom lip and staring at the floor, pointedly not looking at Alex.

Or, five times childhood best friends Alex and Henry share a bed platonically, and the one time (of many) they do as something more.

xoxo roop

my @flufftober fic for day 17: only one bed! :)

tagging the rest of the collection crew: @thesleepyskipper @theprinceandagcd @caterpills @kj-bee @exitariel000

@shesfromboston @msmarvelouswinchester @dani-dabbles @jafffacakess

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• 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 •

• 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 •

By @anchoredarchangel

A playlist.

•• 36 songs

•• 2hr 6min

[ track list and links beyond the cut ]

I’ve come across the fact that it’s someone’s birthday and if i manage to get this up in the 3 minutes left before midnight— we can all cheer, if not— well then, i suppose you get to celebrate for another day.

I figured there was no better day to post this than today, even though it’s been out for nearly 8 months; it’s new to the tumblr world. So please enjoy the playlist for the No Consequences series.

• The Consequences of our Actions • by • Richelle • on Apple Music

Playlist · 36 Songs

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• 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 •

• 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕀𝕤 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝔸 ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 •

By @caterpills

A playlist.

•• 34 songs.

•• 2hr 4 min.

[ track list and links beyond the cut ]

It seems appropriate that my first post on this dang app is a playlist. I’ve had this for 14 years and never once actually used it.

So here we are.

I’ll post all my former fic playlists sometime in the coming days (or weeks, who knows really) for now— please enjoy this one for one of my favorite stories and one of my favorite people.

Playlist · 34 Songs