#cornstarch au

Writing is still coming a bit slowly these days, but we're gonna feel good about it anyway!!! Got tagged by the lovely @eusuntgratie, @cha-melodius, @iboatedhere, @onthewaytosomewhere, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @bigassbowlingballhead, @wordsofhoneydew, and @firenati0n between Sunday and today. Thanks to everyone for continuing to tag me in these even when I don't participate because I have all of five new usable words. 😘

Back on the grind with Porn Star AU today. We are getting into the meat of it (pun intended?)

“So you’re working with James Austen today,” the director prompted, “It’s been a while.” “A long while,” Alex said, folding one ankle over his knee and fiddling with his shoelaces. Five years to be exact. “I mean, he was the first guy I ever fucked.” The director raised a well-manicured eyebrow from behind her glasses. “The first? Really?” “On camera,” Alex clarified. The house they were in was nice. White walls and semi-sheer white curtains on the windows. A mattress soft enough that he could imagine curling up and taking a nap. It was a welcome change from some of the more…eccentric houses he’d filmed in over the years. At least this one didn’t have a couch retrofitted inside of a disused indoor fountain. “And you haven’t worked together since that first time, right?” Alex laughed, thinking of the ways they’d managed to avoid each other in the years before Henry’s retirement. Alex had been on set with him again exactly once, and even then their schedule had only overlapped by a measly thirty minutes. At Henry’s request, Alex had assumed at the time, though considering the fact that Henry hadn’t said no to <i>this</i>, now he wasn’t quite so sure. “Nope.”  “Any reason for that?” the director asked. “I’d think two big names like you would’ve been paired together more often.” Alex watched as the main camera op zoomed in on his face. Nora had said they wanted a story; he could play along. “I don’t know,” he shrugged, letting his face settle into a lazy grin. “Maybe you should ask him.” He imagined Henry sitting in the very same spot and squirming at the question, his cheeks going pleasantly pink. Alex wanted him ruffled and wrongfooted, the way Alex always seemed to end up in his presence. “So how are you feeling about seeing him again today?” she continued. “Nervous? Excited?” “I’m feeling good,” Alex said. And he was. He was going to fuck Henry’s brains out. Then he was going to get back to the regularly scheduled program of ignoring him at every function from now until the inevitable heat death of the universe. “Gotta show him that this bi guy has a few good tricks up his sleeve after all.” “Alright, well,” the director laughed. She gestured to one of the PAs who leapt to his feet and slipped out the door. “We’re gonna go get him. When you come back in, he’ll be waiting for you.”

Sliding some sentences in today! Thanks to the tags from @eusuntgratie, @cha-melodius, and @onthewaytosomewhere 💋 I've been chugging along on my @aroyallybigbangrwrb porn star AU this weekend and we're getting into the meat of things. Unfortunately getting into the meat is reminding me how much sex choreo makes my brain hurt. SO today I started working on some of the social media interludes that will be scattered throughout this fic. Here is one such snippet of twitter doing twitter stuff. Technically tweets aren't sentences so you get more than seven.

Clubhouse Cuties @TheClubHouse They say you always remember your first… 👀😏 Let @JamesAustenOfficial & @GabrielLunaX show you why tomorrow in The Clubhouse. #CummingSoon |  ✨ur girly celine✨ @ccceline replying to @TheClubHouse How big of a knife do I need for the tension here JFC | louis 🏳️‍🌈 (he/him) @gayexxpectations replying to @TheClubHouse great 🙄another gay 4 pay dude just what we need…. | vee 🎨 (open for commissions) @valuecityvee replying to @gayexxpectations check your biphobia asshole | That Guy Todd (Miami 1/2–1/14) @TossingToddXXX replying to @TheClubHouse My crops are watered the sun is shining @JamesAustenOfficial is BACK BABYYYYYY | Phil @flipflop87 replying to @TheClubHouse 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆 | matty @mistermattmo replying to @TheClubHouse i’m just a hole 🫡 Gabriel Luna 🤠 (he/him) @GabrielLunaX: watch me teach @JamesAustenOfficial a thing or two tomorrow on @TheClubHouse 😏🍆 James Austen 🇬🇧 @JamesAustenOfficial Pleased to support authentic sex with @TheClubHouse. Was good to work with @GabrielLunaX again. Check it out tomorrow. 📺 | Gabriel Luna 🤠 (he/him) @GabrielLunaX: replying to @JamesAustenOfficial just good?? | James Austen 🇬🇧 @JamesAustenOfficial replying to @GabrielLunaX Adequate. Okonjo Studios ❤️‍🔥 @OkonjoStudios Our fave contract boy @JamesAustenOfficial is on 🔥with @GabrielLunaX in @TheClubHouse. We are seated!

So, this is a bit of a different vibe for WIP Wednesday today, because I've actually shelved this fic for now for a myriad of offline life reasons. Feeling a little tender about it, but I'm trying to be the kind of person who is good at knowing when to not push through just to say I pushed through, so that's where we are. That said, I wrote some bits and bobs last week before I made the decision and I quite liked them. Consider this an apology for this fic probably not getting finished until much later this year. Perhaps in the meantime I'll write some silly, short nonsense when the mood strikes. Thanks to @cha-melodius, @eusuntgratie, and @onthewaytosomewhere, and @iboatedhere for the recent tags (and anyone else who I may have missed over the past couple weeks) even though I've been MIA. Under a cut because this is solidly X-rated content from the Porn Star AU. 😘

Got tagged by @anincompletelist, @cha-melodius, @eusuntgratie, and @magicandarchery today—thanks friends 😘 We're back with more porn star AU because I've realized while writing this fic that I actually really enjoy writing dialogue now? I think it might just be the firstprince effect, because they're so snarky and fun and I can't resist, but I'm not looking this gift horse in the mouth!

“Vodka Soda, please,” the man said in a round, syrupy voice that Alex would know anywhere. Fuck.  He turned his body toward Henry and crossed his arms. “Watching your figure?” “Funny,” Henry said, brushing non-existent lint from his pants. His eyes dragged up and down the length of Alex’s body as if assessing him. Probably looking for something to pick at, Alex thought uncharitably. “Are you drinking or just loitering?” Theo, the blessed gem that he was, set a glass near Alex’s empty hand. Alex made sure to not break eye contact with Henry as he took a sip. Alex: 1, His Royal Pompousness: 0 “Pretty wild set up for a dinner party,” he said, gesturing around the room—the throngs of people dancing, the twinkling lights spiraling around banisters, the ice sculpture. “I would’ve preferred something a bit more lowkey, but—” Henry laughed. It was—regretfully, Alex thought—a good laugh, which Alex would admit to exactly no one. “You know Pez. He loves a good spectacle.” “Especially for his favorite boy toy, I’m sure,” Alex said. “Gotta make sure all the people haven’t forgotten about the Prince of Gay Porn.” Henry rolled his eyes. “I am certain you did not come to my party just to insult me” “Maybe you shouldn’t have invited me.” Fucking Nora. Alex had been foolish to think there was any chance of avoiding the interaction. Henry’s irritating presence had been following Alex around for years before he fucked off out of LA. Awards shows, parties, networking events. Time and space had clearly done little to lessen the fire that raged inside of Alex’s stomach at the sight of him.

Tagged by the always lovely @eusuntgratie 😘 I've been plodding away for the past few weeks on my fic for @aroyallybigbangrwrb and now that we've officially been matched I can finally share a bit of it.

In this universe, Alex and Henry are ⭐️ Porn Stars ⭐️ because I've always wanted to write a silly porn AU. Please pray for me and my search history. Completed story coming in May or June!

If she said anything else, Alex didn’t hear it. All he could hear was one name, over and over again in Mina’s smokey voice: James Austen—otherwise known as Henry Fox. The sharp thorn in the tender crack of Alex’s freshly waxed ass. Henry was a porn industry darling. With his tall, athletic body and his meticulously kept blonde hair and his sinfully pink mouth. The crown prince of gay porn, some podcast host had called him once. Or he had been, that is, until he’d announced a dramatic retirement from the industry and fucked off to god knows where. Probably some remote village in England filled entirely with self-righteous, wealthy snobs. Alex had almost succeeded in forgetting about him over the past few years. So much for that. “Fuck yeah,” Diego groaned, his head thunking back against the wall of mirrors. “When I say I’ve never been blown so spectacularly—” Nora reached across Alex’s frozen body and smacked Diego’s cheek, laughing. “Shut the fuck up, you pig.” “C’mon!” Diego protested. “I’m serious! Alex can back me up on this, can’t you buddy?” Alex would love to be able to say that he didn’t know just how good Henry was in bed. That he’d never thumbed across the man’s spit-slicked cupid's bow and then come (embarrassingly quickly) all over his waiting tongue under the harsh glare of studio lights. “Sure,” he hedged. “Pity he’s such an entitled asshole, I guess.”

thanks to @cha-melodius and @eusuntgratie for the tags today! i am slowly learning how sharing games on tumblr work (insert 'how do u do, fellow kids' GIF here) My last writing sprint was a bit on the chaotic side, but I think this is the last line I plopped in there. 👀

“Yeah, but I hardly doubt Mr. Tall, Stuffy, and British wants me at his welcome home dinner.” Alex was still mildly flummoxed as to why he’d received an invite in the first place to an event titled James Austen’s Reintroduction to Impolite Society. Perhaps out of obligation. That or Henry hadn’t been in charge of the guest list.