𝙼𝙸𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚁𝚈.

niff.

[mimosmerc]

          𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐒.      𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄.

[vitalsurge]

[mimosmerc]

› ; .             WHOEVER THOUGHT this would be funny clearly needs a refresher on what’s educated humor nowadays. childish tactics such as these usually end with someone’s wrist nicked && a body tossed to the alleyway. mimic only scorns the anonymity who dares stifle his own breathing with their overcompensation, tentacles crudely wrapping to their face to push them a few feet back.

                               ❛ - how utterly vile ; learn to breathe through your nose, you baboon. - ❜

-  › : 「 anonymous // *BREATHES* 」

[mimosmerc]

          𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐒.      𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄.

[mimosmerc]

time to breathe some life back into this blog. 💕

[mimosmerc]

› ; .             for a brief moment the octopus hesitates. how had they known ; how had this imposter figured out that he had a separate love life on the side? eyes narrow to the conspicuous individual, tentacles rising uncomfortably at his jawline. ❛ - if the shoe fits. - ❜

-  › : 「 anonymous // mimic, is it true that you dated a guy for 10 years?? 」

[mimosmerc]

@warraigoe :

that is true ur writing is very pretty

bitch gtf to bed, cry over our voxman.

[mimosmerc]

@defeatsmetarex :

hey. serious question op, why's your writing so pretty?? <3

@universalcarnival :

where’s the lie tho, it’s goregeous

i am disgusted, i hate you, i hope you die — give me two hundred dollars——-

[mimosmerc]

@pplankton dared to challenge me with:

you didn't answer my question (:

OKAY IT’S TIME FOR MORE PLANKTON DOODLES, FUCK OFF WITH THIS “NIFF GOOD WRITER” BS TRAIN.

[mimosmerc]

toxi: hey niff, why’s your writing so pretty?

me, w 2am braindead rot: hey fuck you, your family, your whole heritage & your lineage — if i weren’t broke, i’d sail that fuck puddle between us & spit at your feet————-

[mimosmerc]

➦              the wear & tear of distress had done one cephalopod in for the day, his rugged stature hauling dead weight like torn tissue across the floor until he could sag his slumped form across any comfortable looking furniture -- too bad it’s the coffee table. nerves give out, heart thumping wildly in his chest while the remaining two throb in his head. what was he thinking, digging into work with a head swirling with unnerving emotions ; it had been a recipe for disaster. 

              all the aquatic menace can muster is a quiet groan of defeat before he succumbs to his body’s exhaustion.

[mimosmerc]

          𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐒.      𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄.

𝐈 | 𝐈𝐈 | 𝐈𝐈𝐈

[supportingme]

@kiraisei, @mimosmerc, @fallenusurper, @timewontwait, @team-phantom

I hate this voice call

[mimosmerc]

➦              he’s not staring, no sir. not at the incredible spite of one jackal absolutely going feral on main like he’s a ravenous addict needing his fix. gaia he’s feeling cathartic, heart heaving as he crumples into his cloak. LORD SMITE HIM NOW.

[mimosmerc]

SILENCE.

“ We’re all calzones. Brilliant. This is the most acute observation ever made by you. ”

➦                                ❛ - quiet, tree toast, before i crumple you into a spitball & back down from actually firing you. - ❜

[mimosmerc]

BUDDY.

(✨) ———— ❛❛ Ah ha ha!  But of course!  And before anyone tries to be wise about it and point out that paper and bread are separated by several key elements, I’ll tell you now flatbreads like tortillas can be made with as little as a bit of flour and water…no different than bread in the slightest!❜❜ 

➦                                ❛ - you realize you’re made of paper, right ? - ❜

[mimosmerc]

➦                                ❛ - you’re all weak. reality check : the meat suits we wear are layered with starch upon every facet. we’re merely calzones wrapped in meat & a fine layer of fruit skin. - ❜