#doubletheefficiency

[mxmicryarchive-blog]

-- @doubletheefficiency liked the thing

“       The music is stupid, these people are stupid,          I feel like I’m wasting my time here. The guy          was supposed to show ten minutes ago,          where the fuck is he?? ”

[iterxtions-blog]

Befriend Me-- ( give me that drabble pls-- /grabbyhands )

-- drabbles || accepting

{    those who have heard of him call him a business      man, a scoundrel swindling people for their money,      injecting them with blanks and claiming that they’re      “better.” they claim that belief makes the “treatments”      work, but he knows. doesn’t bother explaining how      his wares work; let rumors swirl around him, unsolved      and unaddressed by their topics. three years ago,      his presence was noticed and doors once bolted      shut swung open wide. he stuck his head in them      all but never stayed, returning to the hallways with      some new experience in tow.        people have sought him out since then. some      came with questions, others with desires, insatiable      greed. they wanted to be better. more. so he made      them that way. turned some away and allowed others      in, made modifications his business. he became a      grand jewel in the underground, not a blip of      advertisement yet people always found him.        through the blurs of bodies, few made an impact      to him, few mattered. few had the ability to slow time,      to draw his attention and hold it. one such man was      tall in stature, confident, curious. naturally, he was      cautious. competition ran rampant these days,      sending spies, trying to buy information from him      directly. he’s aware of this. but this man seem honest.      more interested in the baron of industry himself, rarely     ever asking about the business.        he didn’t mind this man. they both had aliases, he      knew this, but that didn’t bother him as much as he      thought it would. once in a blue moon, he’d ask for      an augment, followed by a few glasses of whatever      and a night on the town, testing out the improvement.        in the dark swirling secrecy of the underground,      perhaps this rare friend felt like a breeze, catching in      the wings of those who cared to open them. could be      worse.    }

[akafelix]

    "Uhhuh, yeah, see -- I hear what you’re saying, but I stopped giving a shit when it stopped being about me.” Which means he wasn’t listening. Why were they here, again?

@doubletheefficiency    ( ♥ )

[mxmicryarchive-blog]

Draw Tex wearing one of Fe's shirts and smacking him with one of the long sleeves. Bonus if you do his reaction to it { 8D }

WILL SMITH POSE

this is normal

[mxmicryarchive-blog]

Draw younger Fe picking on a younger Locus, maybe~? ;**

let’s draaawww fuck yeah

“oh please, you’re not actually crying are you”

[sirixus-blog]

@doubletheefficiency replied to your post: “I like raisins in my pasta.”:

You heathen. Raisins don't belong in pasta.

Mmmmm Yum Yum Yummy

[thesinningdaddy]

" You look exhausted... "

There was no answer right away, the man was far to distracted by nothing that it took him a moment. When he had finally realized that someone else was around he lifted his head, smile instantly on his as he looked up at the other. “Well if it isn’t my lovely lamb. What are you doing here?”

[akafelix]

[ iNSERT FLOWERY BULLSHIT SYMBOL I CAN'T COPY ON MOBILE FOR THE MEME THING ]

HUG/KISS MEME  ▸  ACCEPTING.

3.   back kiss

Moments like these were hard to come by; Locus rarely got himself gunned down out in the field the way he had that evening – and here they were. .. It’s quiet, Locus is hunched over in front of him – and Felix is taking his time tracing up the length of his partner’s spine with the flat of his hand.

Felix knows he should be tending to the open wound, but his partner hasn’t protested, and he’s never been keen on rushing things. He had given Locus an earful already – no doubt veiling his concern with heavy ridicule and irate sneers – but Felix’s temper had long since simmered, and he’s taken to silence rather nicely; content to just touch and marvel ( as long as Locus would let him ).

Unfortunately, the peace doesn’t stand a chance – and Felix breaks it with an incoherent mumble as he bows his head and presses his mouth against the back of Locus’ neck – letting his thumb brush against the edge of his partner’s exit wound while the other falls to his waist to keep him still. 

They both knew this was coming.

@doubletheefficiency