#tender for henry

[thomastanker02]

Some RWS fanart I sketched a while back. Hope you enjoy!

[onscreenkisses]

I just can't afford for you to fall in love with me.

RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE, dir. Matthew Lopez (2023)

[shisasan]

Anaïs Nin, Henry and June [originally published 1986]

[repmet]

Firstprince + hugs

[mulderscully]

When I was younger, I would dream of taking somebody I loved here. And he'd love it as much as I did. And we'd dance right here amidst all these statues. Just a daft pubescent fantasy.

[putuponpercy]

get wallpapered scrub

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Henri-Guillaume Schlesinger (1814-1893) "Young Peasant Couple" (1845) Oil on cardboard Currently in a private collection

[yrsonpurpose]

I can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache.

[whumpypepsigal]

#besties

[statementlou]

Tbh i am not surprised that a person who openly talked about having drinking problems since 1d days, because of how crazy 1d worked has been agressive. What surprises me is people being surprised (they never seriously saw drunk person?). But i am also confused about this whole book. Apparently Maya said that that book is not fully bout Liam but compilation about her exes and some of the worst parts are not about him. But recently she said that the book is “ofc about him” so what is true then? Or did she meant it that ofc some parts are about him or that whole book is about him?

Sorry, just confused

I also am not surprised- we've learned so much more about the real stories of things and about the guys' actual lives over the last years, and the story that has unfolded around Liam has been totally consistent throughout if you've been following it, and so the information Maya is telling us is shocking and upsetting but not difficult to believe. I got an anon yesterday saying they were worried about getting similar revelations about the other boys, like "if Liam could be doing this we just don't know, any of them could", and while in a way that's always true I guess, anyone could be doing anything in private like... that doesn't really concern me. Because none of these Liam revelations are coming out of nowhere, there have been many MANY steps along the way leading us here if you've been watching, and he has talked openly about both his mental health struggles and his addiction issues. So to answer that anon... to find out something similar about Louis would in contrast contradict everything we know about him and no I'm not worried about it. Is he probably very irritating, absolutely, but an abuser or a loose cannon, well that news would shock me. But anyway as for the book I don't find it strange that she was nervous when it came out and treading lightly and later decided, fuck it. In the absolutely on point tiktok she dropped today (YES👏GIRL👏FUCKING TELL THEM👏) she even mentions attempts to keep her from publishing the book, presumably by Liam's team, that I am riveted by and cannot WAIT to hear more details about actually- like I said I don't find it at all strange that she was nervous and downplayed it a bit then. But if she says now that it's just about Liam, well, I would say it's been clear from the beginning that the book is their story. Maya herself brought up the parallel of songs being written about stuff and I think it's the same thing; it's true (she was in an abusive relationship that involved certain kinds of events) but maybe not 100% literal (I'm sure details were changed to make the story work, it's not like a word for word timeline of their interactions or whatever).

[squash1]

the trc urge to believe in collectivity. the knowledge that adam parrish, army of one was not only never enough but also never true. that when they ran there for him it meant letting go of the lie of unknowable and giving into the collective. because they were always meant to be a strange constellation, yes of course, but they were also meant to connect to a larger web that stretches out, out, out. this larger web means that it’s not just adam and gansey and ronan and blue but also henry and noah and maura and calla and persephone and piper and kavinsky and hennessy and declan and matthew and niall and the gray man and -

the urge to believe in and to acknowledge the collectivity of people and the necessity of reliance on one another. that’s the point. we are all connected, we are stronger, safer, more loved when we depend on the collective and not just the individual.

[onscreenkisses]

THE TUDORS, 1x08 - "Truth and Justice"

requested by anon

[repmet]

Take my hand Take my whole life, too

[astrum-aetherium]

hi dear

no because i love anything domestic and mundane and with henry even more.

you know those sweet little things. like washing the dishes, drying them, cooking, glances across the room, reading quietly together, falling asleep on his lap, oh and if i saw one of those small smiles adorning his lips i would never stop grinning ( or sobbing) while looking at him ( honest id love to see what he'd do if he saw me staring at him with a big smile upon seeing one of his smiles). i so so so need this.

im violently sobbing rn

-A

i, too, am immensely fond of domesticity and the simple things, specifically applied to a character as cool and otherwise indifferent as henry. it's very mellowing, so tender, and comforting beyond all comprehension. i wholeheartedly love the few ideas you've pitched in the request, they're marvelous. let me see what i can conjure up on the basis thereof.

doing the dishes for him after a long, taxing day; knowing he is merely situated in the adjacent room, working; being reassured of the fact by the waft of smoke curling its way into the kitchen. washing mugs that previously harbored tea he'd made for you, precisely the way you like it; drying plates that were previously used to serve a meal you'd brought from home for the two of you, a loving gesture he appreciated so much he couldn't help but press a gratuitous kiss into your forehead, specifically because he had been so busy lately he couldn't even bring himself to cook. but there you were, swooping in, and saving him from the brink of giving up on himself once more.

finishing up the dishes and tiredly lowering yourself into his couch with a book as he sits at his desk in the same room and continues working on something so tremendously important to him. flicking through the pages placidly, calmly, at utter peace — lighting yourself a cigarette when and if you feel like it, having wordlessly snuck one from the pack of luckies lain by his dominant hand. indirectly and passively listening to how he breathes, how his pen scratches ink into the firm paper, how he turns over book pages of his own and sighs every now and again with a heaviness that awakens sympathy in you. all the while, you read, immersed in either a story to get your mind off of your studies or matching henry in productivity by reading something on the curriculum.

soon enough, he would rise, and flick off the desktop lamp — thereby marking his work time done for now. without detaching your eyes from your book, you'd know that his would be looking for you, only because mere moments later, you'd feel his tired, large frame sinking into the very same couch you're curled up on. he would gently grab hold of your legs and place them on his lap, tenderly caressing them through the dark tights posing a barrier between his digits and your bare flesh. you'd sigh, then, laying your book aside — only to be met with a mellow, soft glance exuding from him. he'd smile upon having locked eyes with you, albeit lightly — tiredly. that smile would simultaneously cause your heart to swell and bleed, aware of how much relief your presence provides him but also due to the bitter recognition of how much he needs said relief in the first place due to constantly being burdened and plagued by his studies, his environment, and his problems.

"read that to me, please," he'd request, then, nodding at the book you will have lowered in your lap. "and come a little closer, if you'd like."

because of his kind, meager proposition, you'd be propped against his shoulder, his arms tenderly encasing your body, in no time. you'd be lowly reading to him, regardless of whether he is familiar with the content of the book or not; he would merely delight in listening to the velvety, quiet flow of your voice. every now and again, his lukewarm fingertips would drift across the stretch of your arm, your waist, or your legs — whatever he will be holding onto. once you would end up falling asleep on him in this way, he would slowly lull you into a more comfortable position, and then light himself a cigarette — descending into contemplation and worry once more, ready for yet another sleepless night, which would merely be sweetened by your warm and comforting presence asleep in his grasp.

[putuponpercy]

Whether platonically or romantically, Gordon is always fixing Henry's ties. Henry's just kinda bad at tying them, so Gordon fixes them. However, surprisingly, James is quite good at tying ties! He doesn't like wearing them, so he usually doesn't bother, but when he has to, he does a good job. Some people seem surprised by this, but James is more surprised that they think he would ever step outside with an untidy appearance.

Staring at me own Henry with his terribly done up tie sobbing absolutely a thousand times yes.

Ohmygod I'm just imagining Henry coming back after the Kipper accident and the first thing Gordon does when he sees him is fix his tie like "All that and you still can't dress yourself properly."

And Henry just smiles because he knows that's Gordon's way of showing he cares and says, "Missed you too big lad."

And also James being the type that doesn't really wear ties but when he does absolutely slays them hits hard I love it ✨

[itsbrucey]

Had zero clue what terms to Google bc " ship close quarters in a box people in box romantic" doesn't. Deliver.

But this genre of ship art where two people get stuck somewhere really close. Like this

Was thinking of Closeson scenarios for this..bc I'm predictable. And a man of taste.