First 30 Mins Of Rizia

yo Pabel writing a yearning poem under a pseudonym is the biggest give away that he is a flagrant homosexual

bigger than me doing it crazy style with him 5 minutes later

>in Zille

>Smolak straight up shit talking me to my face

>pokerface.png

>someone screams For The King

>oh they like me here

>that's good

>wait

>that's good right

>right?????

ten hours

rating: teen and up audiences

archive warning: creator chose not to use archive warnings

fandom: Suzerain (Video Game)

relationships: Anton Rayne & Petr Vectern, Lucian Galade & Anton Rayne, Lucian Galade & Petr Vectern

additional tags: Assassination Ending, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Enemies to Friends, petr is a competent speaker, very tiny displays of affection, like blink and you miss them tiny

summary:

Lucian thinks of Anton laughing at his own horrible jokes. His arm flung around Lucian’s shoulders. Conspiratorial winks to Petr when he thought no one was looking. That time when they visited the presidential retreat in Gruni where Anton removed his shoes and socks before wandering in the sprawling fields. I was raised poor, he explained to Lucian’s puzzled gaze, running his hands over the wheat swaying in the wind, feeling the soil is the happiest I can be.

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Lucian and Petr bond over a ten-hour wait at a hospital.

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i'm glad the ancient tradition of hating eurovision juries is still followed

wtf you dumbasses

Symon Holl | We need to put our economy and the recession at the forefront, especially in the wake of this insane fucking trade war between Arcasia and United Contana.

my pronouns are U S P (my name is Tarquin Soll and my pronouns are kiss my ass)

Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that

they seem like really good friends

devvo at milkshake man being snubbed

I'll be the first to admit my OC is who I aspire to be lmao can't a girl dream

me: hmm, why did I make this OC in the first place? OC: well-- me: *senses a sudden creeping horror* WAIT DON'T ANSWER THAT