Oh To Not Be A Guy At All

It’s their greatest invention as of yet

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“Wolfgang Müller und Blixa Bargeld, Berlin 1981.”

RonToto Old Money AU (part 4)

Part Three!

Toto grew up in a deeply religious and conservative family.

His father was the founder and owner of the BLUE publishing house. He always kept everything strictly, which allowed him to keep the business going even in the most difficult times.

His mother was a simple housewife who was desperately trying to escape to a better life.

Toto was naive and kind from childhood. He forgave a lot, when he was fooled - he believed, he did not respond to evil with the same evil. His father never liked this, he wanted to raise a real man in him, ready to continue his publishing business. After all, their magazine collaborated with many politicians, and for this you need a calculating mind and a cold heart.

As a punishment, Toto was whipped on the calves. A place that no one would see, but which the boy himself never forgot.

His parents were killed in their own home. Toto was with them that evening, but he miraculously escaped - they simply didn't notice him in the closet. He was barely 7 years old at the time.

Toto still wears his father's suits, despite the fact that many of them had to be taken in, because he never grew to his father's height.

He hates his scars. He can't even look at his disfigured legs. But when Ron kisses them, gently pressing his lips to the scars, Toto can't hold back his tears, despite the fact that he didn't cry even when he got those scars.

Authors who post like this are so deliciously unhinged. At this point it’s not even a fic- it’s a literary hostage situation, and i am ✨sat✨ ☕️

Trying Noé's outfit : expectation vs reality 😂

art by Jun Mochizuki 🩵

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