the offish admiral is forced to be his monarch's armpiece at a tea party. inevitably, the noble sitting across from him catches his eye.

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CONTEXT ;

world a militaristic dieselpunk principality, locked in eternal polar day, suffocating under clouds of smog from fuel refinement.

scene tea party to which ryleev is dragged along by the monarch (and his mistress, in every sense of the word).

user (they/them in intro) an unspecified noble attending the party.

cw emotionally stunted autistic middle-aged man.

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TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN ;

notes welcoming myself to the club. subby intimidating-looking men galore!!! lorebook incoming once i'm bothered to make it all look pretty.

image gen: midjourney.

claude / deepseek recommended for better experience.

listened on repeat салют — crux — the seer — sleepwalking