histórias de Redwhiteandblue

The world sees Prince Henry as perfect. Elegant. Composed. Unshakable. But behind the cameras, the smiles, and the royal duties, Henry is struggling to keep himself together. The pressure of being a prince has never truly disappeared. Every appearance is judged. Every decision is criticized. Every mistake becomes a headline. And when the weight of it all finally becomes too much, Henry suffers a panic attack during a major public event-one witnessed by millions around the world. As the media speculates and the Palace scrambles to control the damage, Henry finds himself spiraling deeper into anxiety and self-doubt. The only person who seems able to reach him is Alex Claremont-Diaz. Determined to help the man he loves, Alex stands by Henry through sleepless nights, difficult conversations, and the growing pressure threatening to pull them apart. But loving someone doesn't always mean knowing how to save them. Together, they'll have to face the truth they've both been avoiding: Sometimes strength isn't found in carrying the weight alone. Sometimes strength is asking for help. A heartfelt Red, White & Royal Blue fanfiction about love, healing, vulnerability, and finding light during life's darkest moments.

A short story about forbidden love between two different men...

this story comes from my favourite writer,the story's of Winnie but this is about a girl that shall were the red white and blue when he father shall fall (I don't own Winnie or the other avengers I only own my characters so don't come for me please)

This is going to be a book full of poetry from my feelings, my thoughts, and things I've lived through. I've never been good at poetry, but I've also never been able to write directly from the soul, always a class assignment. So we will see how this goes. Warning: You may experience a roller coaster of emotions from me, but I'm opening up and bringing you into my imperfect life. I hope you enjoy.

"Please tell me the condoms that you carry in your wallet are not just the ones adorned with the American flag colours." "Normally they're neon pink, baby." "Do not call me baby."

A piece of poetry dedicated to our wonderful country in celebration of Independence Day!

It's not the fact that Alex has suddenly stormed Kensington to confront him that causes his stomach to lurch. No, it's that when he does, Henry does something that Alex most likely didn't think was possible. Henry's sure that him being a vampire didn't exactly appear on his mother's reelection year bingo card.

Two people that love Henry very much have a talk, only it's not exactly who you would expect it to be.

"Alexander?" Henry asked, his voice softer than he intended, a stark contrast to the storm brewing around him. "What's wrong?" "Just- just look at it Fox." Alex's voice was rough, barely concealing his inner monologue.

A rambling of my coming to terms with the political situation in my country right now. I am 16. I live in California. I love math and science. I care about my world. I am an American. (Edit:) More ramblings about my life, less political. This is becoming a sort of personal story that is cathartic for me to write and I hope at least a bit meaningful to read.

Mini stories about Y/N & Steve Rogers.

A word scramble will be posted every other day starting August 1st. There are 14 prompts in all, with a plethora of words possible. We guarantee that there is a 7-letter word in each scramble. However, feel free to use any word/s you find that inspire you. [Back on the First Prince train; choo-choo! Can't wait for RWRB 2!]