#pls son

sivi has always loved being doted on (on HIS terms), but he craves it more noticeably with baz around. he seeks out a lot of physical touch. holdin his lil snoot and giving his noggin a kiss makes him chatter his teeth. he Must be cradled gently in my arms once a day. he likes when i squeeze his paws. he kisses me relentlessly when i’m near him. he asks for more belly rubs. he is more engaged and expressive in training if he knows i just trained baz. if i put baz in the crate to leave the house, he begs for a little one-on-one TLC before i go. simply put, he’s baby.

A sigh of frustration, as they entered his private chambers after the meeting with the german delegation. “This is an insult to our family and our empire.” His hands were shaking in rage, just as his voice. “Wilhelm can’t expect me, the Crown Prince, to step down from my position as Infantry Inspector!” He had already loathed the new german emperor, but this was a new peak of impudence. As if learning about the new power relations in Berlin hadn’t hit Rudolf hard enough, Wilhelm now obviously aimed to use the new position against his austrian rival.