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kjbee27.bsky.social
So.... #sundaysnippet #rwrbficwip anyone?
March 30, 2025 at 5:54 PM
kjbee27.bsky.social
The Charm Offensive AU is NOT dead... #ficwip #rwrbficwip #wipwednesday
February 5, 2025 at 10:21 PM
kjbee27.bsky.social
Here's a WIP that's been in my docs for a bit:That awkward moment when you have 24 hrs to figure out a counterspell to the curse you put on your longtime rival bc you didn’t realize that cursing them to lose the thing they love most in the world would result in your own slow death #RWRBficwip
July 24, 2025 at 1:08 AM
dwellthebrave.bsky.social
🤫🤫

#wordgamewednesday #rwrbficwip
“Yeah,” Henry says, breathes almost, and then Alex is leaning down and kissing him. It’s as it was on the breakwater. On the beach. A press and pull that makes complete and utter sense, in a language Alex has never spoken before. Henry’s hand comes up and cups the side of his neck and then deft fingers slide into his hair and tug at his curls, pulling him closer and with a low noise in the back of his throat, Alex goes, thighs crashing into the metal arm of Henry’s chair.
June 12, 2025 at 7:55 AM
dwellthebrave.bsky.social
It's another WIP Wednesday and I actually have something to show for it!

#WIPWednesday #rwrbwip #rwrbficwip
He feels naked, all of a sudden. He scrambles for a t-shirt, pulling it over his head hurriedly, and it’s only when it’s on that he realises he’s pulled on Henry’s t-shirt that he sleeps in, the collar stretched and the cotton soft from wear. It smells like him, a soft, warm version of him, the version of him that has kissed Alex over the last few days and not shied away from it - as long as the doors were closed, and the curtains were shut. There’s a knock on the cabin door, and Alex clears his throat. “Yeah?” he calls, and it’s Henry that responds. “Can I come in?” he asks. Alex wants to say no, but that feels strangely petty. He shakes himself, straightens his shoulders and calls back,
September 3, 2025 at 7:49 PM
dwellthebrave.bsky.social
I need tonight to recover from waking up at 4am, but tomorrow!! TOMORROW -

I’m coming for you, Narnia fic. #rwrbficwip
“Ah, there you are. The trees said you were on your way,” Aslan had said in his deep, warm voice, and Alex had nearly cried. Out of relief or fear, he wasn’t sure. “Come, Sons of Adam. You shall have food and rest.” It had been six months later when they had been proclaimed Kings of Narnia. They’d proven themselves in battle against the Underland army, Alex leading the charge following battleplans of High King Peter the Magnificent; Henry deciding the strategy, pouring over journals left by King Edmund the Just. They’d been so young, to be covered in so much blood. King Alexander the Bold. King Henry the Wise. “Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen of Narnia,” Aslan had told them at their coronation, a crown of gold on Henry’s head.
December 20, 2024 at 5:37 PM