#prince henry of england

[justarandomgirly]

Henry: Im a world class insomniac

Also Henry:

[the-last-tsar]

Nicholas II with Henry and Sigismund of Prussia and Louise Mountbatten during a visit to Hesse.

[metaphors-about-maps]

my chest does a funny thing when i look at henry fox as portrayed by nick galitzine in a way that is seriously concerning to my lesbianism.

especially when he's being all pretty and teary and pathetic ?? what sorcery is this ???

[finns-kardemumma]

alex really took zahra's advice and went "alright bet"

[actualshonenprotagonist]

This demo album is literally all I can think about right now.

[blueeyedgrlwrites]

SKINNY DIPPING IN THE SEA FIRSTPRINCE PLEASE MEG I AM BEGGING YOU

I know this is almost a week late, but life decided to life this week. Anyway, here you are lovely. Also available on AO3

Henry stares up at the ceiling as moonlight filters into the room through the open window. Trees rustling as a light breeze gusts through them, crickets chirping, and, if he listens closely enough, the quiet babbling of the lake are the only sounds he hears. The rest of the house is silent; calm before the storm of chaos that will be his and Alex’s wedding day. 

He knows he should be sleeping. He’s lost track of the number of times he’s been told that weddings are exhausting and he’ll need the rest. And it isn’t like he hasn’t tried any of his usual methods of trying to sleep, just none of them have worked. Henry turns his head, sees the empty space next to him, and knows the only thing that will help him sleep is Alex-shaped. 

Henry grows more and more restless, knowing the only reason he’s sleeping alone tonight is because Alex’s parents, and his mother, insisted they sleep apart. For tradition’s sake. 

“Oh, this is bloody absurd,” Henry mutters to himself as he gets out of bed and starts to pace, twisting his engagement ring around his finger. He pictures Alex in his room just down the hall, either laying awake or pacing around, all while making mental and physical lists of things he still needs to do before the ceremony. 

Henry stops abruptly and looks out the window, just barely able to see the moonlight shining on the surface of the lake. The entire week had been full of last minute wedding things pulling him and Alex in different directions. He realizes as he stands there that he and Alex won’t have a single moment to themselves, just the two of them, until long after the reception has ended tomorrow night. 

Before he can think too hard about it and find some reason to talk himself out of it, Henry’s sliding on a pair of sandals, slipping out of his room quietly, and tiptoeing down the hallway toward Alex’s. There’s no light filtering out from under the door, so Henry opens the door as noiselessly as possible and ducks inside, deciding to leave the door open just a crack. 

He peeks around the wall and sees Alex laying on his side, back to him, and pads over to the bed, stopping just shy of standing right next to it.

“Are you asleep?” he whispers. Even in the darkness he can see the moment the corner of Alex’s mouth tips up into a grin. 

“You know I’m not.” Alex turns his head and looks at him over his shoulder with a grin, and that’s all it takes for Henry to close the distance and climb onto the bed with Alex, straddling his hips as Alex shifts onto his back. “This is a far better way to spend our last night as bachelors.”

“It is,” Henry nods, goosebumps popping up on his skin when Alex runs his hands along his thighs. He leans down, bracing his hands on the bed just above Alex’s shoulders. “But I was thinking we could do something absolutely mad instead, and I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

“I’m listening,” Alex grins up at him, brow raised.

Henry gives no further explanation or indication of what he’s thinking. Alex will figure it out soon enough. He gives Alex a quick peck on the lips, sits up, and climbs off of him just to go in search of a couple towels. 

Alex pushes himself to sit up and Henry just catches the curious furrow of his brow as he tucks two towels beneath one arm. Alex’s eyes dart between him and the closet, and Henry sees the moment of realization cross his face. 

“Are you crazy?” Alex hisses, but stands up and crosses over to where Henry’s already standing with one foot in and one foot out of the sliding glass door that opens up to the back of the house. Henry offers his free hand and Alex takes it, letting Henry pull him outside. 

Once clear of the house, they break out into a sprint down to the dock, neither of them able to keep from laughing as they run. Henry tries to hold it in, tries to shush Alex as they go. He fails, but he’s too happy at this moment to care. 

“You know, the last time we did this you ran away from me,” Alex reminds him when they get to the dock and start stripping out of their clothes as quickly as they can. 

“Well, then tonight is a good night to replace that memory with a new one, isn’t it, love?” Henry grins, his boxer briefs the last bit of clothing to come off before he dives into the lake. He shakes his hair out of his face when he surfaces a moment later. “Christ, you’re slow.”

He doesn’t try to hide the way his mouth spreads into a grin or the way his eyes rake over Alex’s body appreciatively, taking in every single inch of naked bronze skin.

“Pft,” Alex scoffs and finishes stripping down to nothing. He dives in after Henry, shakes his curls out of his face when he comes to the surface, and grins. “It’s not my fault your thighs and ass are fucking perfect and make me unable to do anything but stare.”

“Years of riding will do that,” Henry smirks and treads water.

“Are you referring strictly to horses?” Alex asks, and swims toward the middle of the lake 

Henry shrugs innocently. “I’ll leave that for you to decide.”

He watches Alex stop mid-stroke, his eyes going wide and his jaw going a little bit slack. The best way Henry can describe it is to liken it to a computer glitch. He swims out, meeting Alex where he is, and a satisfied grin spreads out on his face when Alex seems to come back online. 

“You’re damn lucky, you know that?” Alex asks, turning in the water as Henry swims in a circle around him. 

“Mm, and why is that?” Henry stops and begins to tread water. After a beat, his legs kick out and lock around Alex’s hips to pull him in close, and Alex goes willingly. 

“Because I won’t press charges for attempted murder.” Alex circles his arms around Henry’s neck, kicking his feet below the surface to keep them afloat. 

“You would never dare,” Henry says with certainty, his fingers dancing along Alex’s spine beneath the surface. 

“And why wouldn’t I?”

“Because you would find that I would simply withhold.”

“You would never!” Alex gasps and pushes at Henry’s chest. He splashes water in Henry’s direction, and Henry only just turns his head to keep from getting a mouthful of it. 

They splash and play and swim, filling the night with laughter. They float lazily on their backs, gazing up at the sky, and it’s Alex that points up to the sky when he spots Orion. He reaches over and takes Alex’s hand when he lowers it, threading their fingers together and kissing the back of it. 

It all feels like minutes to Henry, but the various dark blues and purples that start to give way to light tell him it’s been hours, and eventually someone will come looking for them. Alex seems to sense it, too. 

“We should get back and try to sleep at least a little before we can’t anymore,” he laughs softly. 

They swim back toward the dock in comfortable silence until Henry stops them in the shallows, pulling Alex back into him and wrapping him up in his arms. Alex looks at him curiously, but Henry just rests a hand against Alex’s cheek, thumb stroking back and forth slowly. The small sliver of moonlight that still glitters on the lake’s surface is reflected in Alex’s eyes. 

“I love you.”

Summer holiday/vacation activities prompts

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

i would like to formally apologize to Mary, Queen of Scots for having thought since childhood that she was Bloody Mary, when Bloody Mary was in fact her cousin

[chin-chin-chu]

Prince Henry is so babygirl coded!!!!

[nvyah]

and this is called a perfect casting!!!🫴🏻

they both rocked as ALEX AND HENRY

[justarandomgirly]

Red white and royal blue (2023)

[rockingtheorange]

Noticed a few times where Nicholas makes a popping sound out of the P letter

Sound up🔊

[richmond-rex]

While at Dover, ahead of setting sail to France, [Henry VII] granted: 'Power to Arthur prince of Wales, duke of Cornwall and earl of Chester, as keeper of England the king's lieutenant there, to grant licensees to elect to conventual, but not cathedral, chapter; to assent to elections, make restitution of temporalities and receive fealties on elections of minor prelates, but not with respect to greater prelates, without the king's command: and to present to benefices not exceeding the taxation of 40 marks, churches of the taxation of 20 marks and under to which the chancellor is accostumed to present, being excepted'.

— Gareth Streeter, Arthur Prince of Wales: Henry VIII's Lost Brother

Some things 6-year-old Arthur Tudor did whilst his father was away in France between 9 October and 13 December 1492:

Signed at least eleven documents of official royal business

Authorised a series of pardons to men across the kingdom who had failed to appear before the magistrates' bench

Sorted the financial settlement of the dowager Viscountess of Lisle

Ordered sheriffs to arrest offenders in Essex

Placed a bond of recognisance on a group of rioters in Bristol

Ordered the arrest of a man who had wronged a Spanish merchant

[sayorseee]

Can you imagine minding your business at a bar in Texas and all of a sudden, his royal FUCKING HIGHNESS Prince Henry just bursts into Queen??? Like no one would believe you if you tried to tell them Prince Henry flew all the way to texas and was doing karaoke at some random bar with the son of the president of the United States

[candorverity]

Just finished red white and royal blue and oooooooh boy i have thoughts

[bedifferentstrange]

His Royal Highness Prince Henry of Wales.

[evermoreandroyalblue]

so, with how many taylor swift songs are about alex and henry (obviously)

do we think taylor swift read red, white and royal blue?

because we know she read the greats with how much she quotes them in her songs, but how outlandish is it that she would read a best selling queer romance and just not tell anyone?