#royaliism

[marxonette]

No, he’s not chuckling at his tiny partner getting flustered.

[marxonette]

What the dickens son, thou art a fair sight

Ion Fortuna: Gay for Radu Barvon

[marxonette]

Ion with Radu: *clings to and acts like a child*

Ion with Terrans: *TH R OWS THEM TEN FEET AWAY TO ASSERT DOMINACNE*

[marxonette]

He was stretching over the arm of the couch and next thing he knew, he had someone laying on him. “Oh, oh-- Oh god, what are you doing?”

[unnxcessary]

royaliism

  —- It… could not be true, could it?                       “…Ra..du…”   The Prince could only choke on the name. How long had it been now since he had said it? Too long. This man looked sure enough like his Tovarisch, though— there was something different. Something odd.         “…W…Who…-” It was hopeless. As much as the Count wished to speak, he could not even find the words to begin.

Amber optics blinked and Adrien stepped up slowly to the smaller boy. His face became twisted with worry. “Hey...” He whispered.  He pulled the cigarette from his lips and he flicked it away. Blowing the smoke to the side, the Harpy leaned in close. He tilted his head, staring down at such warm red eyes. “Who? Who am I? I go by Adrien, little one. What is it? You look shaken up.”

[marxonette]

[5:21:40 PM] Baskerville Prince: radu calm your homo

[5:22:22 PM] ∗∴∘ρяιηcє ѕнιт∘∴∗: no

[marxonette]

[6:15:45 PM] ∗∴∘ρяιηcє ѕнιт∘∴∗: w ould ion like to smack radu's butt? it 's p retty fucking gorg

https://41.media.tumblr.com/03231270902ba770c1b27e4b626894fa/tumblr_njtmruI6AI1qd7ow8o1_540.jpg

[6:16:15 PM] Baskerville Prince: j ust squeezes it in the night when they share a bed tbh b ye

[6:16:29 PM] ∗∴∘ρяιηcє ѕнιт∘∴∗: o h MY G OD

[marxonette]

“I’m not cute, shut up.”