#RWRB

[taylorswifts13]

Alex Claremont-Diaz being a menace

[shirmirart]

kissing and hope they caught us...

[papiercranes]

🥂

if u get this ily

[ndcgalitzine]

RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE FirstPrince moments - flipped

[seanchaidh7]

Ciudad de México 🌺 - Alex Claremont-Diaz

[lieselsart]

Firstprince DTIYS challenge from twitter (proposed by @shirmirart ) ☺️💕

Click for better quality !

[artbyflor]

help all i can draw is domestic firstprince!!!!!

[almightaylor]

Oh to be an author and be able to physically hug the fictional character you once created inside your head

[elliss-stuff]

I' m still here...some of my favorite pics of him. So smiling and soft and beautiful.

(This is Alex, in his early 30s, getting ready in the morning before going to work. Looking at Henry, still in their bed, with crazy hair and cuddling with David, and mubbling because he would like Alex in bed with him again and not leaving him)

[ninzied]

some sentence sunday

There are days when Alex longs for the wide, open space of his hometown in Texas, actually getting to see the stars and feeling like he’s part of more of the world than just the one made in New York. He longs to see Henry back there, freely and utterly himself in a way that Alex has never seen him get to be anywhere else. The moments they’ve spent there feel almost stolen from time, and more than anything Alex wishes they could finally belong to him and Henry alone.

Someday, he thinks, glancing across the room at Henry and smiling a little. Someday.

Today, though, is something else, because today they’re at a charity event for Henry’s youth shelters; they are there specifically to be seen, by just the types of people that Alex usually couldn’t care less about when it comes to what they think. People who say things like upper echelons but unironically, and who refer to waitstaff as the help.

It feels kind of gross having to turn the charm on this hard for them. But it’s for a good cause, and, well.

Alex would be lying if he said he doesn’t get the tiniest thrill whenever Henry casually takes his hand right in front of their literal salad, or catches Alex’s eye over a glass of champagne and smiles at him like no one else is in the room.

And it gives Alex even more of a thrill that these people have no clue what Henry plans to do with his title.

So, yeah, maybe a part of him kind of totally wants everyone to see. To know that Henry—Prince Henry, to them—is his boyfriend. His.

Now he just needs to make sure that guy knows it, too.

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[agostobuwan]

nick saying he’d love to work with taylor again in a comedy. nick saying he has a few projects coming up that will be shooting in london. nick talking about how fun it is going blond. nick saying there’s going to be “a continuation of iconic co-stars in the next couple of projects.”

[cha-melodius]

Hey look! Words! Still not in the best place when it comes to my writing, but I'm enjoying this right now so I guess that's all that matters. Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, and @sparklepocalypse. (I just realized the snippet I planned to post is nowhere close to seven sentences, oh well, not changing my mind now.)

The city buzzes with the activity of a summer night, the air filled with the hum of conversation and the clink of dishes mingling with the rumble of traffic. Alex stares idly at the magazine covers on display at a newsstand as he waits at a crosswalk; one loudly asks, Does Gen Z Have a Soulmate Problem? Alex can’t begin to guess what it’s supposed to be. The light changes. A car horn blares down the block. Alex blinks. When he opens his eyes he’s no longer in Brooklyn. To be fair, that’s the least pressing issue at the moment. Top of that list would be the absolutely excruciating pain on inside of his forearm, although the shouting and sound of running footsteps—and fuck is that gunfire?—behind him are certainly fighting for his attention. He looks down at his arm to find blood rapidly soaking through the fine wool of his suit, except it’s not his arm. The hand he’s staring at is white and larger than his own, with neatly trimmed fingernails in contrast to Alex’s bitten down ones. “Did I get fucking shot?” Alex asks the world at large. The voice that comes out of him is deep, and his vowels round like they’re fighting for an accent he doesn’t have. As if in answer, the guys running toward him start firing at him again.

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[fshmgtn]

[papiercranes]

kensington

based on playing their song by joseph lorusso

[chartreuseorigami-fandoms]

I don’t have a favorite couple trope—

*chaotic bisexual + snarky gay with family trauma*

[mckennalockwood14]

His adorable smile though 🖤😍🥹