#henry fox-mountchristen-windsor

[supfag]

#CAKEGATE RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE (2023)

[tommolinson]

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Characters, book, and author names under the cut

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard - All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

Alex Claremont Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor - Red White and Royal Blue by Casey Mcquiston

[sugarycloud1]

My Oscar Wilde x Red, White and Royal Blue tattoo

I've been thinking of getting a tattoo representing the Oscar Wilde quote 'With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be happy' for a while, and then I figured out to incoporate RWRB into it and that was it.

The RWRB references are as followed:

You had a yellow ipê-amarelo in your pocket. (top left flower)

I pressed it into the leaves of a silver maple and recited it to the Waterloo Vase (bottom left leaf)

But beneath it all, there’s the Prince of England kissing him under a linden tree in the garden. (bottom right leaves)

imagines Henry lying opposite in his own bed, two parentheses enclosing 3,700 miles (on the book spines)

“Oh, yes,” he says, “yellow rose of Texas, is it? I read that was a thing. Thought it might be good luck.” (flower on the book spines)

“Looking for Orion,” Henry says. (right at the top)

I guess that makes you the North Star? (beside the moon)

A daffodil is the birth flower for March, also the flower of Wales, and very helpfully my favourite flower. (middle left flower)

Lavender to represent Henry and the gay community. (top right sprig)

A trillium to represent Alex and the bisexual community(and also myself.) (middle right flower)

Done by the awesome Joanna Webb at Luck Struck Tattoo in Deptford, London.

[thebrownstone]

Hello! Happy (almost) winter! As we start to wrap up the year, we come to you with….a new Brownstone event! Introducing Wrap It Up: An AO3 Tag Exchange! Sign-ups close November 26th.

This will be similar to our summer switcheroo, with a few fun twists; instead of exchanging prompts, participants will be exchanging ao3 tags. The author can take their given tags in any direction they choose (as long as it loosely fits the winter vibes theme)! 

Also, this will be an anonymous exchange: you’ll post anonymously and gift to your prompter, and reveals will take place after all fics have been posted.

Timeline: 

Sign-ups close on November 26th, and you’ll get your assigned tags on December 1st

Fics should be around 1-3k (minimum 1k, can be longer but try not to get too crazy :D)

Fics are due on January 10th

Posting will take place between mid-January and early February (exact posting dates will be released once we have an event headcount) 

For ease of mass communication, you must be in The Brownstone discord server to participate in the event. Don’t worry, we don’t bite! FAQ’s and the link to join are in this post.

Also, we've now joined bluesky! If you wish to share the word of any events we are hosting, or you want to tag us in something you created for an event, you can find us here!

Thank you, and we can’t wait to see what you create!!!

[fandomcentral101]

Alex Claremont-Diaz and Henry Fox-Hanover-Stewart

Red White and Royal Blue

[songliili]

Title: bro, you’re fucking hung!

Fandom: Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 3,295

Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor

Characters: Alex Claremont-DiazHenry Fox-Mountchristen-WindsorNora HolleranPercy "Pez" Okonjo

Additional Tags: Based on a Tumblr Post, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Blow Jobs, Manhandling, Bottom Alex Claremont-Diaz, Top Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Has a Large Penis, Size Queen Alex Claremont-Diaz, Belly Bulge, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Felching, (that's my brand apparently), Dom/sub Undertones, Dirty Talk, Alex Claremont-Diaz Being a Little Shit, Alex Claremont-Diaz Has a Praise Kink, First Time, Getting Together, no beta we die like arthur fox

Summary: n💖💜💙 @hollerinn514 alex and henry are having an argument on who would top if they were a couple i shit you not alex just said “i think my dick is bigger so i'd top” @likethesweets pez alex just said “bro, you’re fucking hung” in this awed voice i can’t OH MY GOD THEY'RE MOANING PEZ I'M COMING OVER OR: Alex is fascinated by Henry's huge dick.

[anewgayeveryday]

Today's LGBT+ Character is;

Alex Claremont-Diaz and Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor from Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston- Bisexual and Gay Respectively

Requested by Anon

Status; Alive

[determined-overthinker]

One of my favourite things about tumblr and RWRB at the moment is the fact that most people refuse to use Henry's name from the movie, and are still tagging everything Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, or just Prince Henry

Like, there's a whole ass horny scene dedicated to his movie name, a scene most of us loved, and yet we all collectively decided "nope. we'll keep his book name, thanks!"

[pippin-katz]

Hyphenated Last Names

Alright my autism/OCD is acting up and I need your help.

Alex and Henry both have hyphens in their last names. The tags that are most used don’t have the hyphens in them, but those tags do exist.

Alex’s name is written the same in both versions: Alex Claremont-Diaz.

Henry’s is different. In the book, his name is written: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor. In the movie, it’s written in the subtitles as: Henry Hanover-Stuart Fox.

I have a thing about being completely accurate to the source material for this kind of stuff. I can know a quote or conversation by heart, but if there’s even the tiniest bit of doubt about the exact wording, I will go pull up whatever media it is to make sure.

There’s a little part of my brain that gets annoyed when I see tags with the hyphens, because while they are used, the non-hyphenated ones are the most used. It makes me frustrated and torn about whether I should keep using the most commonly used tags or change to the accurate tags.

So that’s why I’m here, asking for your input. Please vote in this little poll, because the more people’s opinions I have, the better.

[fangirlshrewt97]

RWRB Fic - Living in a Snowglobe

So guess who totally fell for Tumblr going crazy over the upcoming movie of a queer rom com book and decided to check it out, only to read the book in a to day haze and fall head first into the fandom? Real life won't let me watch the movie for a bit, but if the gifs I'm seeing are any indication, it looks like a damn good movie.

Anyways, like I said the characters hooked me enough to write for the first time in months, and for the first time in a different fandom from the one I had been writing in for a year.

Here's the fic. (Read on AO3 if you prefer)

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The only sound in the brownstone was the background music of David Bowie drifting from the record player in the second floor. The house's three occupants were piled in the third floor, David (the dog), fast asleep and snoring in his bed in the corner, while his human companions cuddled on the large windowsill at the far end of the room.

Henry sat with his back against window frame, one leg stretched as far as the hollowed out seat allowed, one pillow pressed between him and the chilled panes. His other leg bent to support Alex's back. In his arms, curled up against his chest, was the heavy weight of his beloved.

Alex was dozing, breaths slow and long, with his eyelashes fluttering at each exhale. He had Henry's left hand in his arm, clutching it like a stuffed toy, while his right arm loosely held Henry's waist.

The hand Alex had not captured was lazily caressing him, Henry running his fingers up and down the length of the sweater covered bicep, his own eyelids heavy as the past few weeks worth of activity settled into his bones.

The last 2 months had essentially consisted of Henry and Alex being boats passing each other in the night as they alternated being in the city, with Henry traveling to London at his brother's behest, and Alex went to help his dad with his campaign. And even when they were both in the same city, between Alex's classes and internship, and Henry's shelter's expansion they barely had time for anything beside curling into each other at night. More often than not, one or the other woke up alone.

Now though, with an unexpected blizzard bringing New York to a halt, Henry and Alex used it to catch up on their time spent apart. Henry had worried about these type of conditions being when his shelter would be most useful but also most vulnerable.

Alex assured him that Henry had provided enough back-up generators and other contingencies the shelter would survive through the three days the blizzard was expected to rage. They should take advantage of the time when they literally could not be forced out of the house.

Alex had braved the cold to go raid their nearby supermarket for the necessary provisions and raced home, giddy as a kid at Christmas as he told Henry about how he'd snagged all the ingredients he'd need to prepare Mexican hot chocolate. The perfect drink for this weather. 

Henry had grinned, equally affected by the infectious joy and the fondness that bloomed in his gut at getting to see Alex's happiness in person instead of through FaceTime. It had been exactly as good as Alex suggested, the taste rich and unfamiliar, but the ensuing kisses extra sweet. And now here they were, bellies warm and limbs heavy, just enjoying being next to each other.

Alex stirred,  nuzzling into Henry's collarbone as he tamped down a yawn.

Henry chuckled, rubbing his nose against Alex's curls. "Hello, love."

Alex's lips curved into a smile before he opened his eyes, "Hey."

"Hey." Henry replied softly, nudging Alex's nose with his own before tilting his head to kiss him. One became two became three became uncounted kisses. There was no hurry to it, no fiery passion driving them to go further. It was instead the warm kiss of a deeper love, one that had settled into itself, made its home. The journey and goal all in one.

Alex raised his free hand to cup Henry's jaw, and Henry used his to brush back stray curls from Alex's forehead. When they parted, it was with soft smiles and twinkling eyes.

"Hey." Henry said.

Alex bumped his forehead against Henry's. "You already said that, Wales."

"Didn't realize there was a limit." Henry murmured as he leaned forward to press kisses to Alex's eyelids, his cheeks, his chin, and when they appeared, his dimples.

"There isn't."

Alex turned, melting further into Henry's arms as he moved a bit down and pressed his back to Henry's front, legs tangling with Henry's.

Henry tucked his chin over Alex's shoulder, pressing a kiss to the back of Alex’s ear.

"Did you sleep well, my love?"

"Hmm." Alex pressed a kiss to Henry's forearm before leaning against it as he was enveloped in those arms again.

"I missed you." Alex murmured. The world just consisted of the two of them right now, there was no need to raise their voices.

Henry squeezed his arms. "I missed you so much."

"This is nice."

"If I could stay right here for the rest of my life, I'd die happy." Henry confessed.

"I don't know Henry, I can already feel my leg cramping, forever might be a bit much-" Alex cut off giggling as he grabbed at Henry's hand to stop it from poking him.

"Stop ruining my heartfelt declarations."

Alex laughed, loud and unrestrained. It made Henry's blood sing.

"I can't remember the last time the streets were so empty." Alex said once they'd settled back down.

"Hmm, might have to do with the inclement weather, darling."

Alex elbowed him for the sake of it. "Now who's being pedantic?"

"It kind of feels like we are in a snow globe." Henry said as he saw it had begun snowing again.

"It kind of feels like we are the only people in the world right now."

Henry sighed, curling over Alex more. "I'm just grateful to have you in my arms again."

"Nowhere I'd rather be sweetheart."

"I fear we might both fall asleep in here again."

"That doesn't sound too bad." Alex said, speech already slurring slightly where he was beginning to drift off again.

Henry squeezed him before pulling away, making Alex whine. "Our bodies will disagree. Come on, the bed is 15 feet that way."

Alex grumbled and tried to snuggle back into Henry, trying to pin him.

Henry managed to extricate himself though, and looked at his boyfriend, hands on hips. Alex had curled into a ball, seeking out all the spaces heated by Henry's body as he pouted. Henry fought to keep from smiling at the ridiculously adorable tableau in front of him.

Henry cleared his throat and held out a hand to Alex.

Alex raised an eyebrow.

"Alexander Claremont-Diaz, would you please join me in bed?"

Alex scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Only if you carry me."

Harry laughed. "Is that all?"

And before Alex could ask, Henry had slid an arm beneath Alex's knees, and another behind his shoulders and picked him up in a bridal carry.

Alex yelped, instinctively throwing both arms around Henry's neck. "You dick! Warn a guy next time!"

Henry was not fooled by the protest though, not when they did a poor job of distracting from the two delicious spots of red now gracing his boyfriend's cheeks. "You asked!"

Henry paused five feet from the bed. "Would you like to walk the rest of the way then?"

Alex hid his face in Henry's neck, causing his words to be muffled. "Just take me to bed, your royal cheesiness."

Henry thought his smile would split in his face as he took the last few steps to their bed and gently deposited Alex in the middle.

Alex tightened his grip around Henry's neck when he tried to move away. "Where's my kiss?"

Henry smirked. "You are such a brat."

But he kissed him. Of course he did. He could not imagine what would ever cause him to not fulfill that particular request from Alex. He never, ever, wanted to find out. Alex's hands drifted the length of Henry's torso, landing at the hem of his cardigan to begin to tug it up.

Henry placed his hands over Alex's. "Give me two minutes love."

Alex whined. "Why?"

Henry kissed his cheek. "Let me just turn off the lights and make sure everything is locked."

"Henry." Alex dragged out the last syllable as his boyfriend slipped from his grasp and his reach.

"Two minutes. Time me. Get undressed, I'll be right back."

Alex sighed in defeat as Henry vanished from the room. He turned his head toward the bay windows where they'd been sitting. He could make out the light snow fall coming down. He was fairly confident he would wake up to a city blanketed in white tomorrow.

Oh well. He would get to spend the day in, with the love of his life.

Alex closed his eyes, hearing the sound of Henry moving around the house.

He smiled and moved to take off his sweater.

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Thank you for reading! If you liked it, please let me know what you thought!

[supfag]

ALEX & HENRY RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE (2023)

[tommolinson]

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Countess Carmilla Karnstein- Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu

Marda Ro- The High Republic: Path of Deceit by Justina Ireland and Tessa Gratton

Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Red White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Ari Bridgestock- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

[henry-fox-mountchristen-windsor]

guys where tf is june in the rwrb movie

[hussyknee]

Listen, I'm all for stanning Pride & Prejudice, but terminal self-sacrificing romantic Prince Henry's favourite Austen novel is Persuasion, her most mature, achingly tender last novel. Like, bitch – "You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope... I have loved none but you"?? This spiritually tweed-jacketed soft boy who's resigned himself to refusing the love and happiness he deserves out of duty and the desire to spare whoever loves him?? The wish fulfillment of that love coming back, as true and yearning as ever??? Fuck's sake. He's got that whole book tattooed on his soul. This is canon. I will not be taking questions

(Also his favourite P&P adaptation is the BBC mini-series because he's a history nerd. The 2005 adaptation has a lot to recommend it but it's hard to gloss over how period inaccurate a lot of the elements are if you're really into history. And I'm sorry but Regency beauties did not look like underfed waifs. Fucking eat something Hollywood.)