#foxden park

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Foxden Park (E rated, ~50k)

Chapter 1: Arrival

“Yes, Alex, what a terrible destiny,” Nora says. “To be hosted for a week by all these charming rich people, who have bent over backwards to accommodate us, including sending their own carriage into town to fetch us. How very dare we drag you into their nefarious scheme.”

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Invited to a week-long house party at the Duke of Windsor’s country residence, Alex Claremont-Diaz does not expect to find anything to enjoy about his time there. What he does find is Lord Henry, the duke’s younger brother—and a boatload of things to learn about himself.

Seven days in the country in a duke's house. What could possibly happen?

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It’s time to kick off the @aroyallybigbangrwrb with Victorian shenanigans! One big-ass house, horse riding, garden games, sex in inadvisable places and two hot guys, falling in love. It's 8 chapters plus an epilogue, posting weekly on Wednesdays. Featuring gorgeous moodboards by Ally @fromkenari

Here it is on ao3. Enjoy!

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Foxden Park (E rated, ~50k)

Chapter 8: Day 7 - Seek again (art by @fromkenari)

Double treat for final posting day!

Chapter 9: Epilogue - Home (again, art by @fromkenari)

Because I don't like to leave a big gap between the last chapter and the epilogue you get both on the same day!

No spoilers, but go read if you haven't yet, this Victorian house party AU is now COMPLETE!

Lots of love to everyone who's been reading along 🦚🦚🦚

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Foxden Park ART ROUND-UP

I wanted to do a special post to bring together all the moodboards @fromkenari made for this fic! I am SO THANKFUL for their work, it made me so happy. I specifically chose this idea for the Big Bang because I thought it would have lots of fodder for cool art, but this has gone way beyond my expectations.

Chapter 1: Day 1 - Arrival

Chapter 2: Day 2 - Lawn Games

Chapter 3: Day 3 - Hunt

Chapter 4: Day 4, pt. 1 - Manhunt

Chapter 5: Day  4, pt. 2 - Among the Orange Trees

Chapter 6: Day 5 - Hide and Seek

Chapter 7: Day 6 - Storm

Chapter 8: Day 7 (and beyond) - Seek Again

Chapter 9: Epilogue - Home

I love seeing all of these together, it makes me kind of emotional.

And here's the link to the fic!

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Foxden Park (E rated, ~50k)

Chapter 7: Day 6 - Storm (art by @fromkenari)

There’s a key hung on a hook by the front door and Henry lets them both into the house, locking it behind them. There’s dust underfoot, not too thick, but enough that it’s obvious no one’s been here in a while. No footprints.

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It's time for the abandoned cottage, another historical romance set piece I just had to bring into this. And also family time, Alex learning a lot more about Henry, and then trying to make plans. Oh, and smut. Mustn't forget the smut.

This is the longest chapter of this fic and we're nearly done, peeps. Only one more chapter plus the epilogue to go, and both will be posted next Thursday.

Hold on to your hats.

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Seven Sentence Sunday

Once again, my biggest thanks this week goes to past me for getting her shit together to get this post ready ahead of time, because weekends at my house are like fucking Glasto at the moment and Sunday me is really fucking tired.

Here are not-seven-but-near-enough sentences from Day 4, pt. 2: Among the Orange Trees (aka Chapter 5 of Foxden Park) in which, well. WELL. Things. Happen.

Henry’s walked as far as the stone wall opposite the doors Alex came in, a wall that must be shared with the house proper. He turns, and something in his posture makes Alex slow down, take a moment. It’s been a day-long game of cat-and-mouse, chasing Henry, trying to get near him, and now it’s finally over, the urge to push yields. A trickle of longed-for patience. “You know, this whole thing makes no sense,” Alex starts. “You’re the one who… well, the one who stuck his tongue in my mouth.” Henry flinches. “And then you ran from me, you ran all day long, in fact, and now you’re cowering in the corner like you’re a maiden and I’ve come to steal your virtue. Doesn’t that strike you as unfair?” Henry looks up at the glass roof, as if it could possibly provide the answers he’s looking for.

Also, can I just tease the background pic @fromkenari chose for the moodboard? Because I love it.

Kudos to the one person on ao3 who called it Chekov's greenhouse 😂 I love that. If you’re here, wave lol!

Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes @suseagull04 @blueeyedgrlwrites @faketrex @porcelainmortal

Trying to tag only people I know are actively working on stuff right now bc I don’t want to pressure anyone so: @thesleepyskipper @14carrotghoul @welcometololaland @indestructibleheart @stereopticons

@fullsunsets @sparklepocalypse @cha-melodius @duchessdepolignaca03 @henryspearl

@heysweetheart-writes if you fancy sharing please do! And if I haven’t tagged you but you want me to see your snippet go ahead and tag me!

Have a good Sunday night everyone x

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Dying at these pictures

here’s the why 🦚🦚🦚

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WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tags @tailsbeth-writes @suseagull04 @kiwiana-writes @blueeyedgrlwrites 🩷

We're halfway through with Foxden Park, so to celebrate here is an extra long (and extra spicy) snippet from Chapter 5, which has just gone up. Under the cut for NSFW reasons (or scroll right past if E is not your jam)!

Henry wrenches his mouth away. “This is such a bad idea,” he rasps. In the near-dark, Alex can make out the glistening of his lips. “I really don’t fucking care. Do you?” Henry answers by rocking his hips up against Alex’s thigh, creating pressure and friction where he wants it. “I wish I did.” Alex kisses under his ear. “Feel like I should.” Henry leans sideways, offering up more of his neck. His body continues to ripple and roll. “Well, which is it, your lordship? Are we doing this or what?” With an eye roll and one last, final groan, Henry drops to his knees, hands flying to the fastenings of Alex’s pants. In a rush of arousal, Alex’s dick twitches up hard, dangerously close to being overcome. “May I?” Henry asks, the blue of his eyes turned to shadow as they lift up to Alex. “I’m going to need you to stop talking, like, yesterday.” Henry smirks, one side of his mouth quirking up. His hands still. “I thought you’d spent all day trying to get me to talk.” “I will walk out of here right now,” Alex threatens breathily, a lot less bite in it than he’d like. His traitorous hips twitch into Henry’s hands. But Henry only laughs and finishes opening up his fly, curling his fingers around Alex’s dick.

Finally earning that rating, y'all.

Tagging: @thesleepyskipper @caterpills @indestructibleheart @stereopticons @welcometololaland

@sparklepocalypse @duchessdepolignaca03 @fullsunsets @henryspearl @porcelainmortal

@cha-melodius @faketrex @rmd-writes and as always don’t take it personally if I’ve left you out, I’m going off recent tags! Anyone who fancies joining in, please do tag me!

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WIP Weds - the last Foxden edition

Sooo in preparation for posting the last two chapters of Foxden Park tomorrow (here's the link, go catch up if you haven't yet!), here's a snippet from when Alex finally manages to track Henry down.

Alex strides straight up to Henry, stops a foot away, and waits until he looks up. “Alex,” Henry startles. He looks around stealthily, checking the room. “Uh. I mean, Mr. Claremont-Diaz. What a pleasure to see you again.” There’s no one anywhere near them, but still Henry feels he has to put on an act. Alex can’t fight the impulse to roll his eyes. “Your lordship,” he dips his head. “That’s not—” Henry attempts. Alex cuts him off. “I fucking know, alright,” he hisses. “I don’t care.” Henry straightens his back, and Alex sees the fight rising up in him. “I see. Did you come here today to make a scene? To humiliate me, is that it?” His voice is very quiet, almost menacing. All the anger flies out of Alex. The way Henry steels himself, sets his jaw, brave even when faced with possible ruin, almost as if it was inevitable. It splits Alex’s heart right down the centre. “No. Of course not. Can we… is there somewhere we can talk?”

I promised minimal angst in the tags, but I know some of you still suffered with last week's sort of cliffhanger. I swear we'll be ok.

Thanks for the tags today @onthewaytosomewhere @henryspearl @thesleepyskipper @suseagull04 @cricketnationrise

@theprinceandagcd and @sophie1973

Tagging a bunch of writing peeps who've been reading along @cha-melodius @rmd-writes @porcelainmortal @fullsunsets @whimsymanaged @zwiazdziarka

and if you want to share: @blueeyedgrlwrites @piratefalls @kiwiana-writes @welcometololaland @faketrex

@caterpills @tailsbeth-writes . Plus, open tags as always!