A.K.A. "He is." Alex taught me so much about loving myself just the way I am. Alex is a comfort and friend to me on a daily basis since the first moments I read about his story. There's never been a character to me who feels like they were written to help me navigate through life, quite like ACD and to have him on screen representing me, and so many other people is a dream come true. In a life filled with me always being told or believing that I'm "too much", after finding Alex, I gained a newer understanding of myself and how important it is that I find power from the "too much" and how I can redefine that myself and use it as a stregth and something to be proud of.
Happy Birthday, Alexander Gabriel Claremont-Diaz. My dear Alex who has shown me freedom isn't just a length of rope, but that it's a rope attached to our chests pulling us toward the people who we can be courageous enough to love and find freedom with. To Alex, who helped Henry find his stregth and who had his arms open wide to comfort and love him the way he desperately needed. To Alex, who gave two of the most beautiful speeches I have ever read/heard, that were life changing and are words that I think about daily. I love you, Alex. You are brave, kind and so true to yourself. And I know you're spending your day being loved on by Henry, and by having some fun with your friends too, just like this.
somethin' bout boots and boys (bring me so much joy) || firstprince smut
rating: explicit || pairing: alex claremont-diaz/henry fox-mountchristen-windsor || word count: 7517 || read here
summary:
It’s certainly not a horrible feat to make lovey dovey eye contact with Henry in fucking fantastic, fitted clothing. Clothing that emphasized every part of Henry that Alex drooled over on a regular basis.
He was prepared for Henry looking good. Henry always looked good.
What he was not prepared for were the boots.
or: when henry is styled in four inch boots at a photoshoot, alex's brain melts out of his skull. henry wants to see how far his adoration goes.
a very happy birthday to my bestie @seths-rogens <33 you make my days immeasurably better and i am so ridiculously lucky to know you and love you!! hope you enjoy this shameless smut from a conversation we had three months ago lmao<3!!
and a shoutout to @yournowheregirl for beta reading and editing<33 you're simply the best and i love you to bits!!
In america if you're an immigrant with a 'z' in your last name, there's not a lot of people in positions of power that look like you or sound like you. I've been given a chance to be someone in the world that my father didn't see when he was growing up.
[image description: 7 photo-edits of FirstPrince from Red, White & Royal Blue, with a quote from Madeline Miller's The Song of Achilles.
Image 1: Henry traces a finger over Alex's shoulder. Text reads "I would recognise him by touch alone."
Image 2: Henry and Alex lie on the closet floor. Henry leans over and looks at Alex's back, before commenting on his cologne. Text reads "by smell."
Image 3: Henry reacts in shock to hearing Alex on the phone. Text reads "I would know him blind"
Image 4: Alex lies back on his couch, shirt unbuttoned, exhaling in response to an off-screen Henry. Text reads "by the way his breaths came"
Image 5: Henry lies on the deck as Alex steps out of the lake and off the ladder. Text reads "and his feet struck the earth"
Image 6: Henry and Alex circle a marble statue of a headless torso, Alex's back to the camera. Text reads "I would know him in death"
Image 7: Henry cups Alex's face, foreheads touching as Alex grins, his back to a tree. The background has been washed out, green turned to grey. Text reads "at the end of the world"
Hello hello! I got so many Six Sentence Sunday tags yesterday, and didn't participate because I was so busy finishing the rest of @hgejfmw-hgejhsf's belated birthday fic! 🥳 Thanks though, to the illustrious and most celebrated Val, as well as to @kiwiana-writes, @piratefalls, @cha-melodius, @bigassbowlingballhead, @captainjunglegym, @heysweetheart-writes, @magicandarchery, @priincebutt, and @anincompletelist for the tags! I'll be back with six sentences next Sunday, but for now:
[Disneyland Cast Members AU | Alex/Henry | E | 5.9k words]
The role of a face character keeps Alex busy at work. When he’s not dancing with Nora on a float, he’s hamming it up with guests during meet-and-greets and making friends among the cast. Most days, his schedule is thirty minutes in costume, and thirty minutes out, and he’s perfected removing the costume quickly so he can work on finding new locations for pop-up character appearances.
(Or, Henry and Alex are face character cast members at Disneyland.)
Relevant tags: Alternate Universe - Amusement Park, Disney World & Disneyland, Alex is a Face Character, Henry is a Face Character, Unhinged Tweets, Work Skin, Love at First Awkward Shuffle in the Costume Locker Doorway, Dom Bottom Henry, Sub Top Alex, Oral Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, How to Make a Dental Dam, Henry Has Feelings About Some of Alex's Costumes, Twitter Has Feelings About Some of Alex's Costumes, Alex Claremont-Diaz's Praise Kink
Thank you @kiwiana-writes and @piratefalls for the tag!!
I've been a bit distracted with irl figure skating (Worlds was WILD woo boy) but now I'm back to writing about my fictional figure skating boys!! Inspired by Alex's birthday today, here's a snippet from a later chapter (I swear there's more to this fic than direct parallels to the book haha)
Alex steps through the door of the hotel room and instead of the expected sensation of Henry’s lips immediately on his, the room is dark, the only source of light coming from a small candle atop a slice of strawberry shortcake.
Henry stands in the center of the room, giving Alex a soft smile. “I know it's probably not in your approved diet, but I thought a birthday would be as good an excuse as any to break it.”
Alex is struck speechless. Henry's hair is still damp, seemly freshly showered, wearing nothing but an old pair of sweats that barely cling to his hips. Alex has been looking for those, but he can't bring himself to be mad, he’s never seen anyone more beautiful.
“You may want to make your wish darling, the candle is starting to melt.”
Alex manages to shake himself out of the trance long enough to close the distance between them and quickly plunge the room into darkness with a quick puff. “Happy?”
“Depends on what you wished for.”
“Baby.” Alex chuckles, he can hear Henry’s shuttered exhale at the nickname, it never gets old. “I didn’t need to wish for anything, you’re already here.”
a few no-pressure tags @three-drink-amy @cha-melodius @indestructibleheart @wordsofhoneydew @firenati0n and anyone else!! please tag me, I'm in desperate need for more fic friends to follow!