He’s in stupid, unbearable love, and Henry loves him too.
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He’s in stupid, unbearable love, and Henry loves him too.
I would stay forever.
the "alex is so in love he could die" look
— tumblr user dangerouscommiesubversive
the "alex is so in love he could die" look
RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE ↳book > screen
Once, there was a young prince who was born in a castle…He came from a long, long line of princes, but never before had there been a prince quite like him: born with his heart on the outside of his body.
When the queen sent new clothes, armor for the prince to parcel his heart away safe, the prince’s mother did not stop her. For she was afraid, now: afraid of her son’s heart torn open. So the prince wore it, and for many years, he believed it was right.
Until he met the most devastatingly gorgeous peasant boy from a nearby village who said absolutely ghastly things to him that made him feel alive for the first time in years.
So for many, many years, the Prince believed that he was safe. And the price he paid for his safety was his freedom...
I needed too
i will never, ever get over the way henry talks about his “daft pubescent fantasy” of taking the man he loves to the one place in the world that is his, and dancing together, amidst the statues, and alex, immediately after hearing this, pulls his phone out to play a song like he’s saying “it’s going to be me. it’s going to be us.”
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This is it. October 2, 2020, and the whole world watched, and history remembered.
"Lazy mornings in the wide sunroom, midnight drives to the lake. It's easy to imagine Alex mellowing into a brisket-smoking, tamale-rolling dad out there, and it's easy to imagine them basking under cedar trees until their mid thirties and then deciding they're ready for another round. The wonderful thing is, they can take their time either way. No royal wedding, but a private ceremony at the lake house and a honeymoon unpacking boxes. A job for Alex at a smaller firm where he can finally get his hands in the earth. A quieter life."
—I can’t match you for prose, but what I can do is write you a list.
Give yourself away sometimes, sweetheart. There's so much of you.
↳ for @pragmatic-optimist [insp.]
All he can think is a supercut of other people’s letters they’ve quietly sent to each other. Words that went down in history. “Meet you in every dream … Keep most of your heart in Washington … Miss you like a home … We two longing loves … My young king.” One day, he tells himself. One day, us too.
Happy One Month of Red, White & Royal Blue! ♡ 11.08.2023 ♡
—I can’t match you for prose, but what I can do is write you a list.