Pxtriotisms - PXTRIOTISMS.

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I care so much abt them

(Original)

America: "When you get hungry on the road, this is the best solution!" (Himaruya)

@radiomayak​  / /  Starter Call.

“You can’t escape by going into the bar; I’ll just show them one of these.” Alfred flashes an ID with the wrong age he’s presenting as, a suspicious 21, but nothing they can prove wrong. “And I’ll buy out just about the entire bar so there’s only enough for sleazy blowjob, but you need to drink it r i g h t.” “Or we go to the mall, as I suggested,” a very strong suggestion. “I’ll buy you an outfit so you fit in a little better here. It’s too warm for that.”

I don’t take hints. Throw a rock at me

@jatkuleiba

i love my men pathetic, in need of therapy and with a long list of crimes

I care so much abt them

@frestoniia / /  Starter Call.

“My former therapist says I have a preoccupation with revenge. Feels like I paid money to be told the pope is Catholic.” Burying a cocky grin behind a quick sip of the strong coffee; the bitter assault on his tongue pulling a frown to his features. The universe checking her back into the lane, if only by a smidge. Alfred exhaled any last words of his rant through a small huff and sweetened it for a better next round. “Hm! Better!” “That was my new flavour of the month, kinda sucked. Wanna start a book club instead?? I’ve got fun ones.” A half lie -- the American having a very niche type of book taste. 

jatkuleiba​:

“Goodness. ‘The World’s Largest’ things seem to be your trademark. I can’t wait to see them,” Eduard hummed, his smile peeking around the slice of pizza which even he couldn’t eat completely neatly. He reclined rather laxly, the top buttons of his button up opened and his his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was more than eager to make the switch to even more casual attire for their trip tomorrow. 

“It’ll be perfect. We can find a spot with no one else in near vicinity, build a campfire, eat sweets and spend the night under the stars. And if it rains we can nest in your car, lay back, listen to a podcast or two…”  Just imagining it all brought a wave of calmness over Eduard, and he sighed softly. 

“I’m looking forward to it, armas. It’s rare to get so much time for just the two of us,” he said, bringing his arm over Alfred’s broad shoulders. He took the chance to plant a kiss over her cheek and to steal a bite of the pizza slice she was holding. It was easy to feel playful in such a relaxed atmosphere. “I’ve missed it. And you.” 

“Oh.” Sweets, alone, time, relaxation, all struggled to grasp his attention once an arm lay on her shoulders. Alright, a little cozy, not something Alfred is completely used too, but they’re close! Just as Alfred normalized this behaviour a KISS spiraled any logic into another puzzle. A kiss among friends was not uncommon in certain cultures found in Europe, however, Eduard would be aware Alfred could barely express a ‘love you’ between friends here in America; the prudish style his people wore strong as ever. This made his heart skip a beat. Do something. Say something. Anything. Just take it and toss something back. All Alfred could muster as he gathered himself together was a flushed faced glance. “And--” he hesitated. Pull away or lean in? Alfred chose to relax into Eduards arm and found it to be rather... pleasant. It was much too soon for Alfred to return the kiss, still finding out how and why Eduard made him want to in the first place. “Me too. You- I mean! I indulge a lil much.” “... I’m not real hungry anymore. But don’t wanna get up!”

i love stories where its just one guy’s really bad day