#willie throckmorton

[innytoes]

Happy Willex Wednesday, have some silly valentines!

(More ridiculousness under the cut)

[floating-in-the-blue]

Alex did not get drunk. He got tipsy but he did not get drunk. For reasons. Reasons that he had apparently forgotten last night. Or maybe he just had an inability to say 'no' to Willie, which, in his opinion, was entirely excusable but he still should not have accepted that last cocktail.

But he had. And now he was being haunted by blurry, unfocused memories. Memories that hinted at terrible things.

So the next time he saw Willie, he bypassed any greeting and went straight to: "Okay, so, weird question but did I kiss you last Friday by any chance?"

The words were rushed and came out about an octave higher than his normal voice but at least he got them out at all.

Willie laughed. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call it a 'kiss.' More 'leaning against me with your lips.'"

He winked and wagged his eyebrows and laughed again. None of which made Alex feel any better. So it hadn't even been a good kiss! This was worse. This was definitely so much worse!

"Hey, don't worry about it, man."

"Oh, I'm worrying about it," Alex stated with absolute conviction and Willie laughed again.

"Well, if it helps, I wouldn't say 'no' to you trying again? But maybe sober this time?"

Alex opened his mouth, closed it, and eventually squeaked: "Okay?"

"Okay?"

"I mean, yeah!"

"Okay."

They stared at each other for a long, uncomfortable moment.

"Well, I'm not going first. I embarrassed myself enough last time!"

Willie laughed again and then shrugged. "Okay."

He took a step closer and Alex gulped. When his hands reached for Alex's face, Alex remained stock still so he wouldn't bolt. And then Willie's lips were on his own.

It took a second or two for Alex to trust that this wasn't just a joke and to relax into the kiss but then it was a kiss all right! No 'leaning against each other, lips first.' A true, proper, glorious kiss and when they came out of it, Alex found his hands on Willie's hips and a smile on Willie's face.

"So, that was a kiss," he said, a little dazed.

Willie laughed. "It sure was, hotdog. But if you want to try again ...?"

"Absolutely!"

And this time, Alex had no more qualms about going first.

[michelangelinden]

THOUGHT OF WILLIE IN A SKIRT AND HAD TO DRAW HIM LIKE WHAT ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO??

cropped top version under the cut 👀 + bonus Alex

Bonus Alex crying over how pretty his boyfriend is:

[daintyduck99]

Cuddle prompt 17 for reggie/anyone?

"Guys! You'll never believe what kind of cat I met at work—"

Reggie skids into the living room, ready to flop down into the lap of his nearest partner, but none of them are anywhere to be found. He frowns at the empty sofa.

Then a smiling face pops out of the kitchen. A very pretty face that shines with gorgeous, dark eyes, framed by matching long, dark hair. It's Alex's boyfriend.

"What kind of cat did you meet, dude?"

"Uh—"

It's like Willie teleported into the living room. He's super close all of a sudden, and Reggie swallows. His cheeks heat as Willie’s smile curls into a smirk.

He shouldn't still be this flustered around Willie, really. He's been a fixture in their lives for several months at this point, and he's a really cool guy. Everybody loves him. Reggie wouldn't be surprised if he officially moved in soon.

It's just impossible for Reggie to function around him when he has his full attention.

Luke loves to tease Reggie about it, but only where Reggie can hear, crooning things like someone's got a crush on Willie in his ear, and Alex knows, probably. He keeps sending him these looks, all soft and soothing. It's okay looks. Still, he keeps hoping these feelings will fade away, so Reggie hasn't really said anything to any of his partners about it.

He already has Luke, and Julie, and Alex, and Flynn, and his heart should be full. It is, in so many ways, and every single time, they've told him that he's not selfish and he shouldn't beat himself up. But every time, despite their reassurances, he can't help but worry that this one will be one too many, that he'll never stop falling in love with someone new and they'll all give up on him, or someone will feel neglected.

The soft whumph of the sofa pulls him back into the present. Willie's smile has softened back into something more inviting. It reaches into his eyes, warm and kind in a way that only makes him prettier. He pats the spot beside him.

"Come on, Red. I know you wanna talk about your day, and I wanna hear about it. Tell me all about this cat."

He flushes further at the nickname, shuffling around on the carpet. He rubs his neck.

"The others—"

Willie flaps his hand. "They'll be back. Flynn was doing her coupon thing and Luke spotted an ad for a sale at that record store he likes, so Alex had to run out the door after him, and Julie went with Flynn. One of them probably texted you."

Sure enough, he has to snort when he pulls out his phone. A blurry photo of Alex's forehead and Luke, arms full of records and random instrument accessories, manages to perfectly convey Alex's annoyance—even blurry, the furrow in his brow says so much—and Luke's zeal. He shows it to Willie, who cackles.

"Oh, man. A picture really says a thousand words, huh?"

It's easy to settle with Willie after that, just—sitting and talking and trading stories. He's delighted to learn about Missy—short for Missile Launcher—and her dramatics at the vet's office, and he tells Reggie about the raccoon he'd had as a pet, once, a clever little fiend named Throckmorton.

He's a good listener and a good storyteller, and he makes Reggie laugh, which fully loosens the set of his shoulders and the knot in his chest. At some point, his hands wander into Willie's hair—an absent-minded habit he's picked up with Julie—and Reggie nearly launches off of the sofa when he realizes what he's doing, but Willie just gently pulls him back down.

He's literally super warm, like Luke, and Reggie nearly gives into the impulse to flop over into his lap like he would with anyone else, but he waits.

Willie has a very comfortable lap, he learns. After many thorough conversations and sweet words from all of his partners, he finds himself splayed across all of their laps, with everyone comfortably squished together on the sofa, but he's still got his head pillowed in Willie's.

Someone—probably Alex, who's next to Willie—squeezes his hand, and the last thing he hears, apart from Luke's called it, is Willie's buoyant laughter, carrying him off to sleep as he cards his fingers though Reggie’s hair.

[caswellseyes]

Wip Writing Game

i was tagged by @molinapattersons - thanks for the tag!! these are all from my jatp horse nursery home au, because i’m procrastinating finishing up the evergreen series lol

Rules: Go to your current work in progress and share the following:

The first line from the work

By the time Alex reaches Molina stables, the rain has turned from a slow drizzle to a steady downpour, thoroughly soaking him and his bike.

The first line of your current chapter or for one shots, the first line of the tenth paragraph. 

Willie lifts their head, uncertain eyes finding Alex’s. Something about what they see must be reassuring, because the corner of his mouth crooks up into a smile.

The last line you wrote.  

“Hey,” Alex calls out to the intruder, heart beating loudly in his chest, “this is private property. If you want to wait out the storm, there’s a shed in the meadow that’s open.”

A line for a chapter/part you haven’t written yet.

“I found a horse,” Willie says. The storm rages on behind him. A stroke of lightning strikes at just the right time to illuminate the small, scrawny pony standing behind him. “Well, a pony, technically. Uhm. Help?”

i have completely lost sight of who has and hasn’t been tagged yet, so if you see this and you want to do it, here’s your tag!

[invisibleraven]

"i'm sorry did you just call my birthday my 'womb escape'??" for the Greater Polyphantoms Polycule?

"I'm headed to the mall, you wanna come?' Carrie asked the assembled group.

"Hard pass," Luke mumbled around the guitar pick in his mouth. "But will you bring me back a soft pretzel?"

"If you can remember your manners and ask nicely," Carrie replied.

"Please?"

"Fine. Any one else?"

"I've got a dentist appointment, otherwise I would, sorry," Alex said apologetically.

Julie barely looked up from her book and shook her head, and since she was using Reggie as a chair, he just shrugged with a 'what can you do' expression.

"I'll come, I need to get some new socks," Willie replied.

"I'm down, Flynn piped up, grabbing her purse. "I gots gift cards to spend."

"Oh yeah from your..." Willie stopped, the word on the edges of his brain, but unable to make it to his lips. "Womb escape!"

"I'm sorry did you just call my birthday my 'womb escape'?" Flynn asked, hands on her hips.

"Birthday! That's the word!" Willie said with a snap. Then he looked at Flynn. "Sorry, my brain no words good today."

"Another shite in nining armour situation?" Carrie asked.

"Yeah."

"Okay, now I'm double confused," Flynn said as they climbed into Carrie's little pink Bug.

"We were watching Ted Lasso," Carrie explained. "And one character had a brain fart. So they said shite in nining armour instead of knight in shining armour."

"And my brain does that sometimes. Mostly when I read, thanks dyslexia," Willie explained. "But sometimes when I'm speaking too."

"Sounds awful," Flynn replied.

"Eh," Willie replied with a shrug. "I usually just laugh it off, but it's the first time I've ever said something as dumb as womb escape."

"I mean, it is apt," Flynn conceded. "Just please never say it again."

"Seconded, I think I'm traumatized," Carrie joked.

"I'll buy you a PinkBerry to make up for it," Willie said. "Or an Orange Julius."

"What I'm hearing is that you're thirsty and magnanimous," Carrie stated. "But I will glad accept."

"Me too," Flynn stated. "Then I am hitting LuLuLemon cuz mama needs a new set of yoga pants."

"Fine by me, I think they have a sale on now anyways," Carrie replied. "Where do you wanna get socks Willie?"

"Figured I'd look around the GameStop, they have new Pokemon socks out and I wanna see if there's a Gengar pair," he said. "Plus I promised Alex I'd pick up the game he pre-ordered.

"Honestly I never would have thought of Alex as a gamer before now," Carrie said. "Reggie yes, but Alex?"

"It helps relax him," Willie said. "Plus he can kick Reggie's ass any day of the week at Smash Bros. Not Carlos' though-that kid is a killer."

"I think he'd resent you calling him a kid since he's nearly twenty, and taller than you," Flynn said.

"I've known him since he was twelve, to me he'll always be a kid," Willie stated.

"How do you think Flynn and I feel? We've known Carlos since he was in diapers!" Carrie interjected.

"Anyways, I told him I'd stop calling him kid when he could legally drink, or when he stops referring to me as his cousin Throckmorton, whichever comes first," Willie said.

"Guess he's kid for another two years then," Flynn giggled. "He's never gonna stop calling you that."

"There are worse things he could call me I guess," Willie finally said.

"Alright losers, let's go shopping!" Carrie said as they pulled into the mall.

They all barrelled out of the car, Willie leading the way, because as much as he loved the girls, and shopping, he wanted to get his smoothie on first.

[saladbroth]

Willie's last name is Throckmorton, no I do not take criticism

[innytoes]

Happy @jatpfebfanfest to @onlygenxhere! Have some Late Night Willex to round the day off.

[floating-in-the-blue]

Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU

So me being me, of course my brain has been toying with a Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU since becoming obsessed with the movie and the book but I don’t think I will actually write it because, though having some changes, it’d still be so close to rwarb that it wouldn’t be that exciting but I thought I’d share my ideas for it for Willex Wednesday this week and you guys can imagine the scenes for yourself without me having to write a whole long fic about it.

So. Long musings to follow (it helps if you know the book/movie but you don’t really need to if you’re just here for some fun willex au though there will be tons of spoilers of course). Also there be some smut here because these are two horny idiots for sure!

Also thanks to @merihn for looking it over and making sure that the changes I've introduced to the rwarb plot fit the new characters.

Okay, here we go.

On the American side we have Caleb as the president (yes, I know, it’s a man now but he would have so much fun being a politician and making everyone his bitch). 

Willie is his nephew who has been living with him since his own parents died in a car crash when he was like five. He’s not really that interested in politics per se though he supports the more liberal side of his uncle’s program. Generally though, he dislikes the whole publicity stuff and would be much happier just being an obscure kid skating around. He is, however, out as bisexual. I know that an important part of rwarb-book!Alex’s journey as a character is his discovery of being bisexual but I just cannot picture Willie not knowing he’s attracted to guys. Or being able to hide that. So he knows and the country knows. He mostly tries to stay out of trouble but he doesn’t always quite manage.

Rose Molina is Caleb’s Vice President (with Ray as her puppy husband who’s too nice for politics, really) and so Willie and Julie live together in the White House and are best friends. Julie’s other best friend is Flynn (they go to the same college?) so they mostly hang out as a trio.

Willie has been slightly into Prince Alexander from the British Royals since he was a teen, ever since seeing a poster of him in some teen magazine (because I love that bit from the book!!). Although I’ve also been toying with the idea of him discovering him much earlier and including him in his childhood games, ie. saving or being saved by Prince Alexander and stuff like that. Very innocent of course but I think it’d be cute.

But the first time he actually meets him at some official thing (Melbourne Climate Conference ;D) goes really poorly.

Switching over to the British side: Alex is of course our repressed English prince. If I actually wrote the thing it’d mean finding a bit of a new voice for him that’s a blend of jatp!Alex and rwarb!Henry but for this little headcanon thing, it doesn’t really matter all that much.

Alex’s grandfather is the king, his parents are both still alive and massive assholes and very overbearing. He has an older brother (let’s keep Philip) who is also an ass. And he used to have a sister but she died (switching up the rwarb trauma backstory wound but it makes more sense for me with canon jatp stating his parents were ‘not really cool’). His sister was the only one in the family he really got along with and trusted so now she’s dead he’s even more isolated. He is, naturally, gay as a maypole but of course he hides that because he has to maintain the traditional royal image and also because of anxiety.

Getting back to that first meeting of Alex and Willie: Alex basically falls in love/into attraction with Willie at first sight but also knows it is a VERY bad idea so he tries to keep as far away from him as possible. Also it’s shortly after his sister died and the Palace insists on parading him around so he’s just generally not in a good state and being a panicky prick, basically.

For Willie though, it reads as ‘of course the pretty prince is really just a stuck up elite and entitled white boy who’s a massive homophobe (and also maybe a racist).” An impression that is cemented afterwards because Alex keeps on avoiding him.

Since Willie isn’t that confrontational, I think he’d go about his rivalry a little differently than rwarb!Alex, so I just picture him and Julie, with Flynn’s invaluable help, starting to prank Alex whenever possible. Nothing too serious because he’s still a British prince and they can’t afford an international incident (hah!) but just in a subtle way that could almost be accidental. 

Alex does realise what’s going on but he’s almost relieved because if Willie dislikes him there’s less chance of bad things happening between them (ie kissing). So he plays along with the animosity and acts the petty prick around Willie so Willie will never ever become a danger to him and his hidden homosexuality.

And then, of course, they topple into a cake at a Royal wedding (Phillip’s) and suddenly have to play nice with each other. Maybe the whole cakecate is less Willie being confrontational and more they crash into the cake because maybe Willie wasn’t looking where he was going and stumbled and grabbed the nearest thing to stabilise himself (Alex) but they just both topple the cake in the progress. The end result, however, is the same: they’re on the floor, covered in cake, and the whole world gets to see and laugh and there is an international incident after all.

I’ve cast Aunt Victoria in Zahra’s role as campaign manager. Different vibe than in rwarb but I think her mixture of affection for the children and strictness could work really well here. I’m not sure if she’s actually Rose’s sister but she does have all the children call her Tia anyway. Couldn’t really find a match for Shaan in jatp canon so he stays as Alex’s equerry (aka personal assistant). They can totally have a love affair on the side as well. Good for you, Victoria!

Anyway, Willie gets sent over to London to do damage control and to pretend he and Alex have been best friends for ages. Willie does not look forward to it. Alex is getting slightly panicky but tells himself everything will be fine. Because it’s going to be totally fine, right? Sure …

They do the photo ops and interviews, hiding their animosity behind polite petty backstabbing, and then go to visit sick children in the hospital for a PR thing and then get shoved into a closet together at the perceived threat of a gunman (really just a kid bringing fireworks for a friend). I’ve cast Dante and Fuego as Willie’s secret service agents, btw.

So, closet time. Willie is not happy but Alex is now really having a panic attack so Willie helps him through it, because Alex may be a dick but panic attacks are no jokes. A little bonding experience but not the talk they have in rwarb.

Still, once Willie is back in the states he starts texting Alex to check up on him (I guess they officially swapped phone numbers for the whole ‘pretending to be friends’ thing) and they start talking.

Alex knows it’s a bad idea to get closer to Willie but Willie is very insistent and charming and hard to say no to so they talk more and more and Alex lets more and more of his real personality shine through and Willie is fascinated how different Alex, the guy in his phone, is to Prince Alexander. So far, it’s just a bit of fun for Willie, and he keeps the flirting light. But he loves the sarcasm and intelligence and honesty he gets to see from Alex.

Alex, of course, just falls deeper in love with him and suffers.

Also I think Willie is the only person really calling him “Alex” instead of “Alexander” aside from his sister (dead) and his best mates, Luke and Reggie (yes, that makes them British. Yes, I can’t really picture that either. Just go with it. Or maybe they’re American exchange students who stuck around. I’m sad to say they’re not all that important here so just go with whatever version you prefer). And I think that is not very helpful for Alex.

At Willie and Julie’s famous New Year Party, Alex is required to put in an appearance and things are going fine even though Alex has to struggle hard to hide how much he is in love with Willie. Flynn totally clocks it though. And Luke and Reggie already know of course (they were brought along as moral support and so they can meet the girls).

Since their friends helpfully ignore them and abscond, Alex and Willie talk a lot. Willie tries to get Alex to dance, but although Alex loves dancing, he doesn’t really do that in public so he’s a bit stiff and reluctant.

At the chime of midnight, though, things fall apart (how fairytale of them) because Alex watches Willie being kissed by random people, both girls and guys, and he flees the party tent, unable to handle it. Only Willie gets the absolutely wrong idea. Because he thinks that his first impression of Alex as a stuck up homophobe was the right one. That Alex went along with the texting and chatting only for as long as he wasn’t reminded of Willie’s queerness but the moment he sees him kissing a guy, it’s all back.

So he follows Alex, intent on confronting him but when he accuses Alex of being homophobic, out there in the snow, Alex just laughs a little hysterically and denies it (hello beloved squeaky voice). Willie doesn’t believe him and pushes and then Alex’s brain short circuits, he says “Okay” and he kisses him.

It has the desired effect of shutting Willie up but of course that kiss was exactly what Alex had tried to avoid so he flees once again. Now the whole continent.

Willie, on the other hand, calls in an emergency meeting with Julie and Flynn the next day (both of whom are very sad that Luke and Reggie disappeared along with the prince) to discuss what happened. Flynn immediately claps her hand and smugly declares that she called that, Julie is swept up in the romance of it until Flynn reminds everyone that “honey, princes aren’t allowed to be gay.”

Except Willie doesn’t want to accept that because now he’s been kissed he can’t stop thinking of Alex. Or rather, he realises that that has been the case for so long he can’t even remember when it started. And he definitely wants to be kissed again. And kiss back. And do other things to Alex.

Alex ignores all texts and calls though and drives Willie near mad but he does appear, as promised, at the state dinner thing as Willie’s guest some weeks later. He avoids Willie but Willie gets Dante to help him arrange a clandestine meeting in an adjacent room and while Alex steels himself to stammer his way through an awkward apology, Willie hardly lets him say anything at all before kissing the living daylights out of him. And Alex is utterly unable to resist Willie.

They get interrupted but Willie tells him to come to his room at midnight where he wants to do bad things to him.

Midnight comes and passes and Willie gets more and more antsy, worried he may have gotten everything wrong after all but maybe ten minutes later, there’s a hesitant knock at his door.

“You’re late” - “I know. I wasn’t sure if this wasn’t all a big mistake.” - “And now?” - “Now I know it’s a big mistake but I don’t seem able to care.”

Willie grins happily and pulls him inside and continues to kiss the living daylights out of Alex, who kisses him back with a mixture of reservation and desperation that Willie finds very intoxicating. Just like his responsiveness to Willie giving him a blowjob. Alex doesn’t return the favour but he does help him get off with his very nice hand so Willie doesn’t mind. He only regrets it a little bit that it wasn’t the hand with the signet ring because that would have been even hotter.

They have the talk about keeping things casual and for Willie, that’s truly his intention. Alex, of course, already knows he’s in love but he thinks it will be fine as long as Willie doesn’t return his feelings, he’s only hurting himself after all, and he truly doesn’t expect Willie to fall in love with him so they’re totally fine, right? Sure …

They manage to hook up again at Alex’s charity polo match, and Willie is the one taking the lead again, Alex mostly just responding very enthusiastically.

It’s when they’re meeting up in Paris (I forgot the book reason, the movie doesn’t give one so who really cares) that Willie asks Alex how long he’s known he’s gay.

“Just slightly longer than I knew princes aren’t supposed to be gay. Or if they are, they certainly aren’t allowed to act on it.”

Willie declares that to be bullshit and teases Alex that surely he didn’t follow that verdict. And is very surprised when Alex says that he did indeed do just that (divergence from rwarb!Henry but at least in this verse, I don’t see Alex doing casual hook-ups what with his anxiety and the pressure from his family).

“So …”

“So I only kissed one other boy before you. When I was five. Which was when my parents sat me down and explained how it was my duty to never ever do that again because it would upset everyone very much and surely I didn’t want that.”

“So that first time we …”

“...was indeed my first time,” Alex admits.

Willie is shocked and he also suddenly gets the whole reservation/desperation thing Alex has going on.

“You totally had me fooled,” Willie says, a little impressed. 

“I’ve had a lot of practice pretending to be things I’m not, darling. Although you make it very hard to pretend anything around you.”

Since they actually have use of a hotel room this time around, Willie is now determined to give Alex a proper first time. So he proposes that they ‘make love’ and Alex is very nervous but also very determined. He tries telling himself that it won’t change anything. That it won’t change anything for Willie. That he’s just being nice to him. Sure …

Except Willie very much falls in love with Alex, even if he doesn’t quite admit it to himself yet. Besides, Alex wants to keep it casual, right? He’s probably just using Willie to finally get some dick. Which Willie can’t even blame him for. So it’s fine, right? Sure …

Willie offers to bottom but Alex surprises him when he says he wants to feel Willie inside of him.

“You sure?” - “Just because I haven’t had sex with another person yet doesn’t mean I haven’t experimented.”

Willie nearly combusts trying to imagine Alex “experimenting.”

They do in fact make love and it’s way more intimate than either of them thought possible. Cue very important image of Alex urging Willie deeper with a hand pressing down on the small of his back ;P

And then it’s back to long distance texting and calling. Alex starts writing emails to Willie which he never sends. He just needs to pour out his longing and love and thoughts somehow, keeping them out of the actual texts he swaps with Willie, which are carefully just horny and not soft.

They hook up again some time later, which is when Aunt Victoria busts them and nearly has a heart attack and does a lot of swearing in Spanish and forces Willie to tell his uncle.

Caleb, the gossip loving bitch, is honestly impressed by Willie managing to hook up with a real prince but as the president, he does have to caution Willie not to fuck everything up and to figure out if he feels forever about Alex because a relationship like that will define his life one way or another. But Willie isn’t really sure about that at that point. Because while Paris blew his mind, he and Alex are back to being vaguely casual about everything so who knows what’s actually going on here. He sure doesn’t.

Except then one fateful day Alex is maybe a little drunk or maudlin (maybe something to do with his sister’s death anniversary or something else that triggered that) and lets it slip that these emails exist. And of course Willie immediately needs to read ALL of them and needles and prods Alex until Alex goes “fuck it” and sends them, immediately regretting it and closing his laptop and burying himself in his bed to hide. 

And Willie, well, he is overwhelmed by this deepest truth Alex just revealed to him. The emails paint a picture of him he hardly dares believe is truly how Alex sees him. They contain all of Alex’s love and his hurts and thoughts about the monarchy and they are so truly and utterly Alex that their shared texts so far pale by comparison. And Alex shared all of that with him. Laid himself bare. Opened himself completely to Willie, body and heart and soul.

It does a pretty solid number on him and for a few days he is actually just truly overwhelmed (because canon Willie doesn’t handle things getting serious all that well, does he?) and doesn’t know what to say to Alex.

Except he misses Alex more than ever before (and yes, all the while Alex suffers acutely from thinking he just ruined it all).

Willie eventually texts back and invites Alex to hang out at his uncle’s luxury cabin in the woods for labour day weekend where they can really talk (he can also bring Luke and Reggie because Julie and Flynn will be there as well and they demanded he ask for Alex to bring his friends). 

Alex is convinced it’s a bad idea but he goes anyway. Luke and Reggie might convince him for purely selfish reasons because they want to hang out with the girls, but Alex is also too desperate to see Willie again even though he is 100% sure it’s a very bad idea.

Things are new and strange between them but also softer than ever before and while Alex panics inside about the possibility of Willie actually, inexplicably falling in love with him, he is also unable to tear himself away.

They have a great weekend together and go into a bar in town, trying for incognito but the whole Secret Service and Alex’s bodyguards thing is a bit on the nose (plus everybody was warned away from filming them etc, you know, super not suspicious). Willie falls even deeper in love when he watches Alex absolutely killing it at karaoke (after some vodka shots or many). That man can both sing and move when he forgets he is being watched and Willie is not okay!

Alex only drank all the alcohol because he tried to shut up the voices in his head worrying about the whole ‘this wasn’t supposed to get serious’ thing.

But it’s fine, right? Sure …

And then the next day has Willie just about saying out loud that he is in love with Alex, except Alex flees again before Willie can get the words out. First the bathing platform and then the continent. Again. Luke and Reggie are not happy but mostly they’re just worried.

Alex disappears into his cocoon phase, determined to nip the whole thing in the bud even though it seems a little late and he really shouldn’t have let it get that far.

Willie goes crazy over Alex’s radio silence and while Flynn is all in favour of pranking Alex in retaliation and enacting some kind of revenge, Julie suggests he should use his air miles and go to London and maybe talk to Alex first. Flynn suggests he take some eggs with him just in case. He doesn’t of course. I’m not sure you can even import eggs to the UK from America in your carry-on luggage.

Anyway. So Willie flies to London and storms a palace in the rain to confront his prince. It goes pretty much as in the movie, with Alex declaring he can’t afford to have a relationship because of the whole prince thing. And that this has been a big mistake from the beginning and he shouldn’t have done it and Willie was never supposed to fall in love with him. That he was never meant to get hurt in this.

“What about you?” - “It was always too late for me.”

Except Willie doesn’t back down and while he isn’t as forceful as rwarb!Alex in that scene, he uses his pitiable puppy dog eyes, and the shivering and hugging himself to full effect and sadly declares that he will only go if Alex directly tells him to go.

Cue “Don’t make me” and Willie getting the first inkling of hope that Alex will not actually be able to tell him to go. And of course Alex can’t.

Instead he takes him to the Victoria & Albert museum and tells him how he always wanted to bring someone he loved here and dance with him amidst the statues. He starts dancing on his own, slowly, without music, but then Willie pulls up a song on his phone and draws Alex into his arms and dances with him and it is everything Alex always wanted and Alex decides that he cannot lose this. Cannot lose Willie. They’re both determined to make it work somehow and Alex sends Willie home with his signet ring while he receives the key to Willie’s childhood home in return that Willie is always wearing (and hey, isn’t that a neat coincidence that Willie canonically already comes equipped with a key?! ;D)

They keep writing emails to each other, baring their souls, and then of course these same emails get hacked and published for the whole world to read.

In place of Miguel in the movie, I imagine the creepy Hollywood Ghost Club guy maybe worked on Caleb’s campaign and had a crush on Willie but when he made his move on him, Willie declined. He did not take that well, left the campaign and started working as a sleazy journalist who somehow gets hold of a picture or video of Alex and Willie at that karaoke bar and puts the clues together.

And it’s bad for Willie, because it is an invasion of his privacy but at least the world already knew he was also into guys. It just learns how much Willie hates being in the spotlight and misses the freedom of just skating down the street like a normal guy again.

It’s so much worse for Alex though because now his whole careful prince persona is absolutely shattered and everyone knows the deepest secrets of his heart. That he is gay. That he can be a sarcastic little shit (which princes are also not supposed to be). That he loves literature, music and dance. And that he hates being a prince and thinks the monarchy is an antiquated institution. It’s all out there for everyone to read and he is sure that everybody absolutely hates him now.

The palace forbids any communication and they take away Alex’s phone and Willie is once more driven crazy with the radio silence although he is very sure that this time it’s not Alex’s decision and that Alex is doing much worse because he doesn’t even have a supportive family that stands behind him as he does (because Caleb, Victoria and the Molinas + Flynn are all absolutely there for him).

He makes the speech from the movie, confirming the relationship and rallying against the invasion of privacy and Alex’s forced, non-consensual outing, and reminding the world that this has always been at the heart of the queer liberation movement, the right to decide when or if to come out. He braces the journalists and the camera flashes and gives that speech even though he hates giving speeches and hopes that Alex sees it. So he knows that nothing has changed for Willie. That he still loves him and stands by him. Even if the whole world turns against them.

Victoria finally manages to get Alex on the phone for Willie thanks to Shaan and Alex is Very Not Okay and even through the phone Willie can hear that Alex is close to a panic attack again. He immediately leaves for London.

The rest pretty much goes as in the movie. Alex and Willie are called in to talk to the king (Alex’s parents being present and being very judgemental) and His Majesty tries to convince Alex to deny everything and pretend it is all fake and a ruse to destroy his reputation etc yada bla but (since a sister is not at hand) I think Shaan comes in on the heels of the palace guy talking to the king and alerts Alex to the crowds gathering in support outside Buckingham Palace. Alex finally stands up to his parents and grandfather and he and Willie officially declare their relationship in front of the crowd.

They are very happy.

There might also be some election stuff going on but tbh, I’m not all too concerned with that.

Also, at some point, Willie asks Alex if he wants to have kids and Alex says no because whatever happens, his life will never be normal and he doesn’t want that for his kids. He never wanted to give any heirs to the institution of the British monarchy and even considered sterilisation to make sure of that. He might still go through with that. Also, selfishly, if he abdicates and escapes he wants to live the life he always wanted, which is absolutely fine with Willie. They can be cool gay uncles to all of their friends’ kids without tying themselves down too much, rejecting the heteronormative happy ending with 2.5 kids and a picket fence, and instead enjoying their freedom.

So that’s the Willex Red White & Royal Blue AU I won’t write. Except for giving you 4.4k of headcanons for it ;D

[fiddlepickdouglas]

For the kin thing: Willie Throckmorton (I know your icon changed but I still see Willie every time I see you on my dash lol)

😁 this is wonderful

(My own gif in the search!!!! I'm not a regular gifmaker so I'm having a moment)

I love him so much, so thank you 🥰🥰🥰

[coochiequeens]

She was 22. One of three women in a class of 24. Her professor at the Philadelphia College of Art told her she was "taking up a good man's space" in his class. All she'd do when school was over was get pregnant and raise her child. "Meanwhile," said the professor, "a good man could have been in that space."

Some lesson! It haunted her. "He wanted to stop my future," Deborah Willis says. "To shut me down as a woman and a creative person." She found better teachers, graduated, yes, got pregnant. And started taking pictures of her pregnant self. In 1976, a year after graduation, her son was born. Raising him, shooting photos, she got a MacArthur grant, a professorship, all kinds of awards, and became the "dean of Black photography in America." Her son Hank Willis Thomas discovered these old photos and said, "Oh Ma, you've got to make work about this!"

And she did. As did, and do, thousands of women all over the world who carve out time in which to create art. Until fairly recently, their art rarely made it into hallowed museums. But this seems The Time of Women. #MeToo, 19th Amendment centennials, Kamala Harris. Women running states, countries, corporations, museums.

The Director and all the curators at PAFA, the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, are female. And the title of their current exhibition "Taking Space: Contemporary Women Artists and the Politics of Scale" was inspired by Deborah Willis' lithograph.

Motherhood is one exhibition theme, a major role of women taken seriously in fine art (makes me wonder how many men have put nude preggers in their art). Alice Neel's painting Claudia Bach Pregnant is a gorgeous stare-right-at-you display of ownership and promise.

PAFA curator Jodi Throckmorton says with these pieces by Neel and Willis "are not only taking space in the galleries they're making space in their bodies to take on the incredibly powerful work of making human beings."

I'm a huge fan of Alice Neel's. (A big retrospective of her work opens March 22 at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.) Neel was fearless. When she was 80 she made this astonishing self-portrait (please do click on the link – you won't be sorry.) It's not in the PAFA show, which only includes works from their permanent collection, but I had to mention it. See what I mean by fearless!?

"Taking Space" shows sculptures, posters, ceramics. But it's women making art of women that captures my eye. Especially how we show ourselves on canvas. Occupying space. Unapologetically.....See rest of article and for pictures of art created by women.

Ladies take up space and create art. If any ladies have art or crafts they want to share reblog with a picture.

[caswellseyes]

The WIP Tag Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.

tysm for the tag @jmrothwell! i have a ton of wip files and whatnot but i tried to make this somewhat organised. the first chunk are unrelated ones, the second are all from a horse nursery home au i've been messing around with, and the third are from my victorious au!

bookstore au

don't run with scissors

evergreen dads fic

masterchef au

muscle memory

overpass graffiti

song as old as rhyme

free willie but make it yeehaw

my shetland Throckmorton

yeehaw boggie

yeehaw origin fic

all i do is try

carlos' siblings' friends

chicago but make it carrie

cheese fountain

first day fic

sleepover at covingtons

i'm tagging @michelangelinden @legolasghosty and @curvesomesunsets , but absolutely no pressure ofc!

[invisibleraven]

"You're amazing with animals." for Reggie (/ or &) Willie?

Willie blinks open his eyes, confused as to why he's awake when it's still pitch black outside.

That's when he hears it; violent vomiting and then a pitiful whine. Willie jolts out of bed and towards the living room where he finds Throckmorton lying there next to a pile of sick, looking up at him with a pitiful expression.

Willie jumps into action, lifting the poor guy into his crate, throwing on some clothes and booting it out the door and into the car. He knows of an emergency vet nearby and might ignore every traffic law in getting there.

It's only once he's in the parking lot, still breathing rapidly that he sends a text to Alex to warn him about the mess, not wanting him to be angry when he gets home from his night shift. Alex must be on break at the time, tells him not to worry about it, to give Throcky a head pat for him, and keep him updated.

Alex: If you're still at the vet when I'm off, let me know and I'll come keep you company.

Willie sends his thanks and enters the office, thankful that it seems fairly empty, approaching the desk before being given a number and taking a seat. He sticks his fingers into the crate every so often to pet Throckmorton who licks weakly at him, but mostly whines and lies there.

"I know buddy, but don't worry, the nice vet will fix you right up," Willie says, glancing at the clock. Even though it feels like he's been sitting there for ages, barely ten minutes have passed.

It's going to be a long night.

Finally the numbers favour him, and he takes Throcky back to the examination room, fingers drumming on the arms of the chair as he waits for the vet to come in. Thankfully the door opens soon after and a young guy in red scrubs comes in.

"Hey there, I'm Dr. Peters, but you can call me Reggie," he says, offering Willie a sympathetic smile. "What can I do for you and..." he checks the chart, "Throckmorton? Really?"

"It's a family name," Willie offers. He then details the problem and Reggie hums along as he does, helping the poor dog onto the examination table.

Willie's heart is in his throat as Reggie looks Throckmorton over, but has to smile as the vet charts with the dog as if he's an old friend, outlining what he's doing as he goes, as if to reassure both the dog and Willie himself.

"Well, seems this fellow got into something he wasn't suppose to," Reggie finally says. "He'll probably have a reduced appetite for a few hours, but try to get him to drink something if you can, getting sick like that probably made him dehydrated. If he's still not eating or gets sick again tomorrow, bring him right back and we can talk x-rays."

Willie racks his brain as to what Throcky could have eaten but comes up blank. Regardless he's gonna give the apartment a deep clean when he gets back to avoid it happening again. "Thank you so much."

"No problem, it's what I do," Reggie replies, and turns to Throckmorton. "And you buddy, you stay out of trouble okay? You're a beautiful doggo, but I don't want to see you back here again okay?"

Throckmorton gives a weak bark, and his tail wags a little, but he's still not his usual enthusiastic self.

"You're amazing with animals," Willie says as he helps Throcky back into his crate.

Reggie blushes and shrugs. "I've always loved them, grew up on a farm surrounded by them. This seemed like the best way to put that love to use."

"The world needs more people like you in it," Willie responds. "Thanks again." Reggie nods as Willie exits, heading home, and cleans the mess up, texts Alex that he's home before cuddling Throckmorton on the couch until they both fall asleep.

It's a few days later when Willie returns to the vet, asking if Reggie is free. The man emerges, seeming surprised to see him. "Hey Willie, is our buddy okay?" He crouches down to ruffle Throcky's fur, letting out an adorable giggle at the kisses he receive in kind.

"Oh yeah, he's right as rain," Willie replies. "But he wanted to thank you. Maybe with a coffee?"

Reggie looks up, his cheeks a pleasant pink, eyes surprised and wide before offering a small smile. Willie bites his lip and then grins back. Those eyes had been in the back of his mind for days now, as well as the sweet, patient, caring man they belonged to.

"A coffee would be great," Reggie says. "Just let me change outta my scrubs."

The receptionist fails to hide a smirk as Reggie rushes off, and then offers Willie a wink when the vet comes back in ripped jeans and a tight tank top that showcases his strong looking arms and toned build. "Flynn? I'll be back in like an hour okay?"

"Take the rest of the afternoon off sure," the woman replies. "Nick can handle the rest of your appointments. You haven't taken any time off in a dog's age Reg."

Reggie blushes, but nods, and turns to Willie. "Coffee?"

Willie grins, and takes his hand in his, offering him Throckmorton's leash in the other. "And maybe a walk?"

Throckmorton barks happily, so it seems they're all in agreement, heading out together. Flynn just smirks and wonders if she'll need to ask Nick to open tomorrow. From the besotted looks on both men's faces as they leave the clinic, her gut tells her the answer is yes.

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A spectacular weekend with this special one in NYC and Philadelphia—Lilah Beldner. Many thanks to the Hurtig Ginsberg’s for a glorious Pesach and to Jodi Throckmorton for sharing a moving and powerful exhibit—Taking Space— which she curated at the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts. Highlights included Faith Ringold, Marie Watt, Ebony Patterson, Joan Brown, Winifred Lutz, Sonya Clark, Deborah Willis, and Bettye Saar, among many other powerful works by women artists. @pafamuseum @throckles @lmhurtig #tomginsberg @palexmalex #winifredlutz @lilahbeldner #faithringgold #joanbrown @marie_watt_studio PS: Love how Lilah and Alex are pretending Isabel and Max are present in the photo of the two of them. We missed them at Passover. Next year—altogether! @isabelginsberg @maxbbbbb #friendsforever #friendsasfamily (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CM_KIANlxT2/?igshid=1gz1r578r7mbr