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December 8, 2024 at 4:37 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Sending good wishes for Christmas to those on #rwrbsky that celebrate - here is Christmas eve at Kensington, ft uncles Henry and Alex, and a special visitor
archiveofourown.org/works/52451457
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December 25, 2024 at 3:47 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Because I was reading ch 9 earlier with Alex bringing up the "Yrs" sign off, today's #SpotlightSaturday is the 2-part series "Affectionately Yrs" ft outside POV finding remnants of #FirstPrince relationship

🔗 archiveofourown.org/series/2685088

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May 11, 2025 at 8:36 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
I did my ao3 wrapped! Here I am trying to count kudos and comments from my emails and then I found all the info on the ao3 dashboard. I'm a dinosaur, y'all.

#Ao3 #Fanfic #FirstPrince #AdreamaWrites #RWRBFic
December 24, 2024 at 9:28 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
David, cooking for @xhenryfox.shy.cat
#RWRB #Drabbles #AdreamaWrites
Black text on a black background. The text reads: Alex is cooking breakfast, humming to himself while making sure the bacon doesn’t splatter on himself. The water for Henry’s tea is heating in the kettle and he’s on his second cup of coffee. David sits at his feet, not so patiently, and looks up at Alex with pitiful eyes and the occasional whine. “I already gave you breakfast AND a treat, man!” Alex isn’t sure why he’s reasoning with the dog, but he’s trying. David just cocks his head to the side, one ear dangling low. “Fine,” Alex relents, feeding David a piece of bacon. “Don’t tell your dad.”
November 30, 2024 at 5:10 AM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
pizza, plumbing, kitchen for @lescorpsbeaux.bsky.social

#RWRB #FirstPrince #AdreamaWrites #Drabbles
black text on a white background. the text reads: When Henry gets home, he finds Alex on his knees under the kitchen sink, his head and torso fully immersed. Henry smirks to himself and smacks the ass presented to him. “What the FUCK?” a voice that is decidedly not Alex’s says from under the sink. “Oh hey babe, you’re home!” The real Alex enters the room, and Henry’s face grows hot with embarrassment. “There was a major clog so I called the plumber,” Alex says. “What’s wrong?” Henry, too mortified to answer, shakes his head. Alex shrugs. “Anyway, If you’re hungry, we’ll get pizza.” “Get pepperoni,” the plumber says.
December 1, 2024 at 1:45 AM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
I highly doubt anyone (except those few who I've already told) are going to be able to guess this month's adventure. Anyone want to take a whack at it? WHERE IS #FIRSTPRINCE GOING?
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February 7, 2025 at 10:47 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Stars, Hearts, Diamonds for @mmroman64.bsky.social
#Junora #Norabug #RWRB #Drabbles #AdreamaWrites
black text on a white background. The text reads: Between all of their responsibilities, they’ve barely had time to themselves for months. June can’t even remember the last time they had a vacation that wasn’t to visit family. Now that the weather is warmer, they starred a weekend on their calendar, booked a cabin in the Berkshires, and left with strict instructions not to bother them except emergencies. What Nora doesn’t know is the diamond ring that’s tucked away deep in June’s toiletry kit, and the idea she’s been thinking about for months – years, really. Speech be damned, she asks Nora the first night with hearts in her eyes.
December 10, 2024 at 1:16 AM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Deal, Trouble, Desperate for @adastra13.rwrb.social

#AdreamaWrites #Drabbles #RWRB #AlexClaremontDiaz
black text on a white background. The text reads: If his mother was ever home, Alex might be concerned about getting in trouble for sneaking out. Leo’s home, but he mostly lets Alex do his own thing. He didn’t count on seeing June in the hallway, crossing her arms and giving him the stern ‘big sister’ look. He’s desperate to avoid her disapproval, so he tries to appear as sober as he can. “Hey, Bug! I didn’t know you were here!” June sighs. “Does your life just go to shit without me here?” Alex shrugs. He can’t deal with that right now. “Lunch date tomorrow? When you’re sober?” “Deal.”
December 6, 2024 at 11:42 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Sunset for @claremont-diaz-fox.rwrb.social

#RWRB #JuneClaremontDiaz #AdreamaWrites #Drabbles
White text on a black background. The text reads: June has always felt at home on the coast. The waves calm her frazzled nerves and even though California may not technically be her home anymore, something about the atmosphere, especially by the ocean, relaxes her like nowhere else. There's a special sort of magic about being here at the golden hour, watching the sun set over the water. She came here alone to think, and she wishes she could share this with someone special. As waves wash over her bare feet, clarity comes with them as she realizes she didn't think of Evan. Maybe it's good they broke up.
December 3, 2024 at 11:59 PM
adreama-writes.bsky.social
Snowed in for @blueeyedgrlwrites.bsky.social

I rather liked this setup and I may be keeping it in mind for a longer piece someday.

#AdreamaWrites #RWRB #SuperSix
White text on a black background. The text reads: It starts with Pez texting the Super Six group chat. “January is boring. Let’s escape real life! I’ve rented a cottage.” Miraculously, they're all free. The group chat is a-flurry with what to bring. Just as the last of them arrive, the flurries start. Then the snow starts sticking. Before they know it, there’s a blanket around them and the roads are closed. “We’re stuck,” Nora observes. “Only technically,” Pez counters. “We already planned to spend the whole weekend regardless.” “I’m picking the first movie,” June declares. Snowed in with his favorite people. Alex can't think of a better storm.
December 5, 2024 at 3:48 AM
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pearls, elevator, IKEA for @mandulabogesz.bsky.social - take 2. (I forgot the pearls the first time, whoops!)

#RWRB #HenryFox #Drabbles #AdreamaWrites
black text on a white background. The text reads: Henry is determined to only have real furniture in their home; however, he ends up ordering IKEA-style items for the shelter. He resisted at first, trying to make a case for furniture that lasts, but he lost the battle. They gave him a practiced elevator pitch, some pearls of wisdom about how if something gets damaged, it’ll be easier to replace. They’re probably right, Henry sighs to himself, but the minutiae of the job is tiring. When he watches a teen go from sullen and closed off to well-adjusted and happy, he knows he’d deal with anything the suits say.
December 2, 2024 at 2:29 AM