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linger on your pale blue eyes by clockwrkpendrxgon
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
28 Sep 2023
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Today marks one month since the day Alex Claremont Diaz has gone missing.
Today marks one month since Henry had last seen the love of his life.
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Shortly after Ellen Claremont wins the re-election campaign, a successful attempt to kidnap FSOTUS is made.
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Bookmarked by AlexaWhiteRabbit
21 Aug 2026
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Alex gets kidnapped. Returned a month later. Isn’t himself. Long story short, shoots Henry in the shoulder. Flees to Texas. Henry follows him (of course). A few years later, they are back at the lake house, Henry proposes & they have their ever after ❤️
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the one where they fall in love by xxxkia
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
16 Dec 2024
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"I'm the one living across the hall from you."
"I'll remember that." Henry smiled back. "If I'm ever in the need of something dire." It was his turn to kiss Alex sweetly.
"You know, like sugar or flour."
"Fuck me, Wales, I'll never open my door for you ever again."
"Empty promises, darling. Empty promises."
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A collection of one-shots, more or less, telling the story of how Prince Henry ran away to New York City to move into the apartment next to Alex's. At first, they do not like each other. And then, the rest is history...
Bookmarked by AlexaWhiteRabbit
29 Jun 2025
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porcelain by saintlynomenclature (verahoney) for Thee_Maxwell
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
30 Aug 2024
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On nights where Alex’s head hangs low, where no amount of Henry’s love seems to help, Henry brews them both a mug and sits beside him. Sometimes he finds Alex out in the sunroom, other times on the floor of his music room. Rarely does he find him in the kitchen.
Alex had told him once, under the blanket of night and between sleep-ridden murmurs, that he found the tile floor soothing, that he used to spend hours on his own tile in New York City, hands spread wide on the cold porcelain in an attempt to ground himself back to reality. They’d fallen asleep shortly after, entangled together, and Henry had filed away that information into the neat file folder labeled Alex in the back of his mind.
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- Part 2 of i love you, it's ruining my life
Bookmarked by AlexaWhiteRabbit
24 Jun 2025