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Alex pushing for (encouraging?) Henry to wear edgier clothes post canon that are more Henry’s style and less …. crown constricted.
OK y’all, the polls are IN and the choice is made; i’m setting up a new blog with the username twstedtale ! I’m hoping the lack of dashes will help with tagging and the like though this account will still be here, just archived !
@unbound-tales sent a meme // [text: alex ❤] i'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace. - H
[text: H 🍆❤️]: I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
[text: H 🍆❤️]: good morning to you too.
[text: alex ❤] I may have made one or two decisions last night while I was listening to the album? We can facetime, and its okay. I've been talking to Shaan a lot and I think... maybe this is something I need to stand on my own to do? I don't know. Could do with your thoughts though.
[text: alex ❤] What if I roll the stone away? They’re gonna crucify me anyway What if the way you hold me Is actually what’s holy
[text: H 🍆❤️]: Jesus, I knew the album hit you but fuck, I didn’t expect that. Hey, you do it if you want to. I’ll support you know matter what, babe. If this is what you want? Then do it. I’ll be right there next to you. May be flipping off your grams tho but not now.
[text: H 🍆❤️]: You got this, H ❤️❤️
[text: H 🍆❤️]: and if you don’t stop with the text serenading I WILL fly to fucking London and fuck your brains out.
[text: alex ❤] in all seriousness i’ve been thinking for awhile. the album just gave me some time to think everything through?
[text: alex ❤] do you remember when our emails got leaked, the palace shut me down so fast, i couldn’t even get to you, or speak to you. if it hadn’t been for zahra, perhaps that would have been the end of things for us, and i can’t - i don’t think i can let them have that control any more. i’m not going to just let them erase me
[text: alex ❤] fuck it if i can’t have him, i might just die, it would make no difference
ok guys, i need your thoughts! If I do go ahead and change my url:
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“You don’t understand!” Henry took the hot water bottle gratefully, catching it and hugging it close, the threat of tears in his eyes that he tried not to pay too much attention to, trying instead to blame it on the hormones. “I’m… I’m not supposed to - you can get blockers, right? Tablets or something? Anything! I’m supposed to be an alpha, my family will kill me.” or sell him off to the hungriest alpha. Either was possible.
Marcus leaned against the wall as he watched Henry continue on as dramatic as ever and just about managed to keep himself from rolling his eyes. Hadn't he reacted similarly as a teenager? But Marcus had no plans to share that with Henry. "Simple, just get suppressants and forever present yourself as a beta. I can make sure your medical records are kept as a beta."
“I can’t.” Henry sat down heavily and stared up at Marcus pleadingly. “Gran wants me married off to some rich alpha. To put me in my place and do right by the family name, she says. I don’t… I don’t know what to do. If I present then my whole life is over."
@unbound-tales sent a meme // [text: alex ❤] i'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace. - H
[text: H 🍆❤️]: I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
[text: H 🍆❤️]: good morning to you too.
[text: alex ❤] I may have made one or two decisions last night while I was listening to the album? We can facetime, and its okay. I've been talking to Shaan a lot and I think... maybe this is something I need to stand on my own to do? I don't know. Could do with your thoughts though.
[text: alex ❤] What if I roll the stone away? They’re gonna crucify me anyway What if the way you hold me Is actually what’s holy
@unbound-tales sent a meme // [text: alex ❤] i'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace. - H
[text: H 🍆❤️]: I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
[text: H 🍆❤️]: good morning to you too.
[text: Alex ❤] I know he's crazy, but he's the one I want
[text: Alex ❤] Morning darling! sorry to text you so early - H x
[text: h 🍆❤️]: He was chaos. He was revelry. Bedroom eyes like a remedy.
[text: h 🍆❤️]: No worries, babe. I just woke up.
[text: alex ❤] Dutiful son, all my plans were laid - tendrils tucked into a woven braid.
[text: alex ❤] i’m so glad someone else appreciates the ts for the genius she is ❤ - sleep well, darling?
[text: h 🍆❤️]: I need to see you scream BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM or well maybe grams? Whatever, scream that in your grandmothers face for the shits and the giggles.
[text: h 🍆❤️]: that bitch made me cry too much last night. When rep tv drops, I need you with me. Kinda? I was up until late listening and fuck I miss you.
[text: alex ❤] "All those nights you kept me going, swirled you into all of my poems. Now we're at the starting line, I did my time."
"All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, "More!" I was grinning like I’m winning. I was hitting my marks 'cause I can do it with a broken heart." [text: alex ❤] maybe I’ll add it to my abdication speech…
[text: alex ❤] i miss you too, darling. I need to talk to you about some stuff at some point?
@unbound-tales sent a meme // [text: alex ❤] i'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace. - H
[text: H 🍆❤️]: I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
[text: H 🍆❤️]: good morning to you too.
[text: Alex ❤] I know he's crazy, but he's the one I want
[text: Alex ❤] Morning darling! sorry to text you so early - H x
[text: h 🍆❤️]: He was chaos. He was revelry. Bedroom eyes like a remedy.
[text: h 🍆❤️]: No worries, babe. I just woke up.
[text: alex ❤] Dutiful son, all my plans were laid - tendrils tucked into a woven braid.
[text: alex ❤] i’m so glad someone else appreciates the ts for the genius she is ❤ - sleep well, darling?
“It’s not going to come to anything,” Henry pointed out quietly, with a soft shrug. “Its like you said, its just a crush, really. Not to mention I’m pretty certain he’s straight, so… you don’t have to worry. It isn’t like we’re ever going to cross paths."
"I'm not sure he's straight." Q mused quietly given the comments Marcus had been making about the way the American looked people over whenever he met them. It wasn't something Q would have picked up on but Marcus was always better at that kind of thing. "Just let me know if anything does happen." Q pleaded, already knowing he could get into trouble for not telling anyone about this.
Henry blinked, tilting his head to look over at Q. “… wait… what do you mean? Granted I don’t know him… at all, really, but - you think he might be gay or bi?” He hadn’t even considered the thought, though he gave a soft laugh at Q’s next words. “I will, but I really don’t think you’ve anything to worry about. Even if he is, there’s no way he’d be interested in me."
@unbound-tales sent a meme // [text: alex ❤] i'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace. - H
[text: H 🍆❤️]: I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
[text: H 🍆❤️]: good morning to you too.
[text: Alex ❤] I know he's crazy, but he's the one I want
[text: Alex ❤] Morning darling! sorry to text you so early - H x
Henry had gotten used to not dealing with people one on one - he was good at blending in the background and being forgettable; this was… strange. A little unnerving, which probably explained why he was fumbling around like an agent on their first day.
Great way to make a first impression.
Though seperating his past life from this sounded… good. Healthy, even. If people connected the dots as to who he was, he wasn’t sure how well it would go down. “As it should be,” He agreed with an incline of his head in a slight nod, managing a small smile. Finally, someone who didn’t think the regular person was scum, or at least, so it seemed so far.
“If this is your way of trying to off me, I can just take myself out back and do the job for you?” He offered, only half joking, at the offer of a cup of tea. “You’ve obviously read my file; who’s on the hitlist at the moment? I can make it look like a direct attack, give you a clear reason to go after them - not that you guys usually need it.” He added, musingly.
Q sighed quietly as he continued to walk, not sure that he should indulge Henry's jokes too much when the older agents were menaces to society, perhaps Arthur had been right about making sure people didn't walk all over you... Then again, where was the limit of that? Q had no idea, he would honestly rather his agents were happy.
"No, no, there's no point causing tensions inside and you'll be required to do some basic missions prior to doing..." World-saving nonsense. Not that anyone would even know that Henry, or any of the other agents, had such an impact on the stability of the world; it was easier like that.
"What were your expectations coming here? I know that they rather oversell the cars and the guns and the..." Seducing people. "Other mission activities. But it should take a while to build up to that." Though, like everything with the civil service, things rarely went to plan.
“It’s MI6.” Henry sobered, voice quietening. “I don’t have expectations. Of anything or anyone. It’s just - easier that way. Makes things go smoother.” He shrugged. “So whatever you need me to do. I’m quite good at hacking, but I prefer to be out in the field if I can be.”
“Oh come on! You know I was kidding. Have you seen that ass? That face? Legs for fuckin’ days.” Alex sighed in appreciation, picturing Henry in his head. “If I was gonna assassinate a member of the royal family, It wouldn’t be Hen I’d start with, he’s way too pretty to kill.” He said with a grin. “Don’t you agree?"
"Legs for... What?" Q blinked, having so rarely heard phrases like that since it wasn't usually the kind of thing agents murmured into the ears of targets and the Quartermaster had little enough experience of flirting on his lonesome. "I suppose he's pleasant to look at. I'm not sure it's professional for me to comment on... And isn't it rather over-sharing for you?"
“Oh come on. I know you Brits are prudes but it isn’t like I’m commenting on his thighs or his cock,” Alex pointed out with a laugh, though if Henry knew how he was talking, he knew the other would be blushing like crazy. Alex wasn’t ashamed though; he was lucky to have someone like Henry, and he wasn’t afraid to say it. “It’s not like this is an interview. Unless Hen’s not your type?"
hc: who’s afraid of little ol’ me - Henry, post abdication???
“Wow, okay, next time just tell me to go, I can take a hint.” Alex stood, shaking his head with a slightly hurt look in his eyes, trying to shrug it off. Nearing the door though, he paused, and turned again. “Hey - can I ask you a non-clearence question?"
Q winced as he realised that he may have just upset Alex. But there was no point taking it back when it was all technically true. "Something like what?" He asked, closing his laptop and looking at the American in the hopes the attention now would soften his bluntness earlier.
Alex took a breath, resisting the urge to fiddle with something, a nervous tick he was sure he’d picked up from Henry. “If… Henry were to abdicate - I’m not saying he is going to,” he added quickly, “But hypothetically. What are the risks? Like, how much shit will he be in?"
“What are they going to do, lock me up?” Henry’s tone was teasing in return, though a little bit wary as he leaned against the nearby wall, offering Q a slight smile. “Probably, but not allowed. You never know what people might slip into those!” he said, in a pale imitation of Phillip. “Sorry, is it ok that I’m down here? I saw your light was on, but I can go if you want."
"Or kill you." Q mused softly before wincing because maybe he was a little too tired. Just a little bit. "Yes, let's not joke about that actually." He closed his eyes for a long moment. "Yes, it's fine. Technically you have the highest level of security available, though I'm sure there are secrets kept from everyone. I can make you some supplements from scratch, those would certainly be safe for you."
“Phillip wouldn’t do that,” Henry said, his tone certain. “It’d cause more trouble than it solved, can you imagine sorting the optics on that? I guess it would depend on what excuse he gave.” He hesitated as he noticed Q seemed to be a little less… Q… than usual. “Um. I know I’m not one to talk but - maybe you shoudl get some sleep? You seem a bit… well, tired?"
“Please, help me.” [omega!Hen for Marcus!]
A/B/O starters || Accepting
Marcus rolled his eyes at the drama of the younger omega, not that Henry would be able to tell that they were kin in that way thanks to the blocks Q had designed and the suppressants Marcus made sure they remembered to take obsessively.
"Calm down, would you? It's not like you're dying, isn't it just pre-heat cramps?" He scoffed and disappeared for 5 minutes before returning with a hot water bottle that he promptly threw at the prince. "Any other requests, your highness?"
“You don’t understand!” Henry took the hot water bottle gratefully, catching it and hugging it close, the threat of tears in his eyes that he tried not to pay too much attention to, trying instead to blame it on the hormones. “I’m… I’m not supposed to - you can get blockers, right? Tablets or something? Anything! I’m supposed to be an alpha, my family will kill me.” or sell him off to the hungriest alpha. Either was possible.