if at the end of the communist quest you ask steban the unbearably cringe “are women bourgeois” you get a good scene full of tasty tidbits and I’m so shocked I never thought to investigate this before. enjoy my reactions
first of all steban shuts you down so gently but firmly, go feminist king
steban is that the gay “she” you’re using with the fish analogy?? slay
and then he goes on to talk about Dobreva and Abadanaiz, the historical figures from their passphrase
now why are these names familiar
what does it all mean. jeanjudit auxiliary mazovian yaoi???
but then the game has to push that good old Agenda
true shit!! once you achieve truly revolutionary thought you will become emboldened to kiss your dual-leadership partner on the lips. this is the rule of mazovian yaoi
but then after talking about all this revolutionary dual leadership kissing with tongue
OH MY STEBAN WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT. what questions are you wrestling with. what silt is stirring at the bottom of your soul. theyre so fucking canon
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I don't know if I have the stamina and organisation to finish this fanfic (if this… drabble… can even be called one?), so let it lie here as a headcanon for now.
"All canonical writings on infra-materialism agree that telepathic communication between comrades is only possible on the third level, Uli…"
The other young man raises his head, pulling away from the book, and casts a glance at Steban.
Oh, that Uli… He's so in love. Unapologetically and irrevocably. He himself sometimes does not notice how he is fascinated by Steban, how he cannot take his eyes off him when he is reading or making coffee or enthusiastically telling his new arguments on the infra-materialist theory, not noticing how time passes… Uli stares at that small neckline of his shirt, for he always leaves the top two buttons undone, at the exposed piece of his pale chest and collarbone… And his bloodthirsty little heart is pounding in his ribcage at the thought of how lucky he is to live at the same time as this impossible, weird, incredibly intelligent, sensitive, charismatic and, on top of it all, unbelievably handsome man, and to be around him.
Steban is no different.
He almost unconsciously tries to touch Uli casually, very lightly, when they are standing next to the coffee pot, when they are sitting on the sofa or when they are reading a book together… Steban shows incredible, simply incredible restraint not to snap and squeeze him in an embrace, burying his fingers in his auburn, slightly reddish curly unruly hair and pressing his cheekbone against his stiff beard.
Steban looks furtively at Uli, and such immense tenderness blossoms in his chest, fills his lungs with a bottomless ocean, and his heart begins to tingle pleasantly. He is so grateful to have him. Uli is his best friend, his comrade, his soulmate, Uli is the best at listening, the best at being there when he needs it, and understands Steban from half a word. Sometimes it seems to Steban that they don't need to reach the third level to read each other's minds.
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