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thank you so much to my wonderful pals @kiwiana-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @heybuddy-drabbles for tagging me! 💖

i kinda wanted to get back into my uni au this week but it turns out the only fic in my brain atm is the roomates au so here's another (v rough and unedited) snippet from that:

   “Sweetie, you know real life doesn’t actually work like that?”     Her tone suggests it’s a question, but Alex suspects Nora isn’t really looking for an answer. He shrugs a little, pressing his lips together, and looks back down at the tiny island of cinnamon that’s floating around the surface of his now cold coffee.    Nora sighs and places a gentle, perpetually cold hand on Alex’s forearm. The familiar touch is pleasantly grounding.     “You’re a good person, Alex,” the hand on his arm squeezes a little, “a wonderful person, actually, and I love the shit out of you, but I swear to god, sometimes you’re so stupid I wonder how you’ve managed to stay alive this long.”    Alex doesn’t want to think about what it says about his current self-esteem levels that he can’t bring himself to respond to that. Instead, he petulantly huffs and shifts his arm out of Nora’s grasp.    “You’re trying to stuff all your feelings into a neat little box so they don’t get in the way, but there’s only so long you can ignore what your heart is trying to tell you before it blows up and destroys the very thing you wanted to protect.”     “Did you eat a self-help book?”     “I take it back. You’re a terrible person.”

idk who has or hasn't been tagged in this today but if you're not tagged below and you wanna share something, please take this as your prompt and tag me so i can see it! 💖

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just frantically scribbled down the outline to a new roommates au in my notes app and now my phone is covered in onion juice bc the idea came to me while i was cooking and i had to get it down 🥲

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thank you so much to @indestructibleheart for the tag!

i present to you sevenish sentences from my current enemies to lovers uni au wip:

   “Nora is not gonna be of any use to me.” Alex says, rubbing a slightly clammy hand over his face and sighing deeply, “She won’t shut up about how hot this guy is and that is not the energy I need right now.”    “He’s hot?” There’s a smirk in June’s voice that makes Alex regret calling her at all.    “What? No! He’s…”    “Oh my god, you think he’s hot! What’s his Insta? I need to see this guy immediately.”    “He is not hot! He’s just got that stereotypically-perfect-white-guy look. Like, his eyes and his hair and his stupid smile – it’s like he fell right out of a Disney movie.” Alex rolls his eyes and produces from his throat what he hopes sounds like a scoff.    “Right…” June drawls, “Sounds hideous.”

if you haven't been tagged and want to share something, please feel free to say i've tagged you 💜

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last line challenge

Thank you @indestructibleheart for the tag! 💕

Rules: post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Alex silently curses June’s journalistic cyber-stalking skills and throws his phone to the end of the bed, wishing he were an only child.

this is from the uni/college enemies to lovers AU i'm working on rn and i'm pretty excited about it hehe

please take this as a tag for anyone who wants to throw their last line out there bc i have no idea who has been tagged already/who has already posted etc etc etc 💚

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one of my @halloweenhuh fics now has a title and almost 600 words which i'm counting as a huge win given the state of my brain atm

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do you guys write fic in its correct order or do you write endless blocks of rambling nonsense and then try to stitch them together in some sort of coherent order like an elderly almost-blind woman trying to make a patchwork quilt?

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I'm a new follower and I'm not great at talking to people on here but I love Henry and Alex and I know you do too and I don't really have anything to say but hi I guess and please keep going with the RWRB content 🩶

heyyyy there lovely anon! 😍 this is so nice! i'm super out of practice with talking to new people on here too tbh so we're in the same boat! thank you so much for choosing to drop me a message, it means the whole world! and yes yes yes thank you for noticing that i am eyeball deep in the firstprince brain rot, it's my entire personality these days 🤠 please feel free to come and scream about alex and henry in my inbox whenever you like! and maybe now is a good time to share this lil snippet from my current wip (my first rwrb fic!) 🫣

   Alex feels a shudder run through him at the touch that he can’t explain, though he supposes it could have something to do with how much he wants to punch Bea’s brother in his stupid face. The fact that it’s a face that wouldn’t be out of place amongst the intricate and timeless carved marble works of Michelangelo or Donatello, only adds fuel to Alex’s disdain. Of course this asshole is beautiful.

   “Nice to meet you too… Harvey, was it?” Alex’s teeth are clenched so tight they risk cracking and he shrugs the large manicured hand from his shoulder, brushing away an imaginary dirty mark left there.

   “Henry.” The statuesque man says firmly, chin jutting out slightly before the unbearably dry smugness reappears as he turns back to Bea. “Well, if all of your uni mates are like this one, sis, I can see why you love it here so much.”

   Henry smiles tightly, refusing to look back at Alex, and then cracks open his beer before taking a swig and swanning out of the kitchen.