#mikkelmare

[angclflorist-blog]

✮mikk, ✮lukasz

✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.

‹ ¶           ❝Mikk is impossibly interesting. Everything down to the way he breathes makes my heart skip and the sex is so incredible that I’m thinking about it consciously or otherwise for days after. I know that in another life, I wouldn’t hesitate to pull him into my life for the remainder of our days. As it stands, he’s an almost. A could be.❞ ›

✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.

‹ ¶           Ángel looked Mikk over and then curled up on the couch they were occupying. He closed one eye, scrunching up his face in the process. ❝I really like him, Mikk. Not in the ‘I want to have sex with him’ kind of way either,❞ he said dreamily. He chose to look then at the television to distract himself from having to look deeply into Mikk’s eyes further. It was strange telling someone he was intimate with about someone else he was interested in. ❝It’s complicated. I feel terrible about trying so hard to make this thing work when it’s life-changing for him. I don’t want to use him…and I don’t want him to think I want to use him.❞ ›

[angclflorist-blog]

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▓  - The awful weather forced our muse to stay stuck home ( Bonus if one of them doesn’t live there)

‹ ¶           It rained a lot in Michigan but the recent showers have been hyper-aggressive to say the least. It put a damper on the plans of many Fairford residents. Ángel didn’t think much of the poetic nature of rain. It wasn’t artistic or through provoking; instead, it meant he would have to cancel his day out on the town with Mikkel. The two had gotten rather close in a strangely queer-platonic sort of way, all hands held and soft touches while they navigated through their town. They had very different interests. Ángel liked sitting quietly at the landmarks while Mikk preferred to do more adventurous things. They tended to settle on doing something each would like to do, dragging one another along with interlocked fingers.

   ¶           ❝Looks like our little date’s cancelled,❞ Ángel mused from his position in front of the window. He released his drapes so that he would no longer have to stare at the wet storm that was brewing outside. If he glared at the poor weather any longer, his head might have exploded.

    ¶           ❝Looks like our little date’s cancelled,❞ Ángel mused from his position in front of the window. He released his drapes so that he would no longer have to stare at the wet storm that was brewing outside. If he glared at the poor weather any longer, his head might have exploded.

   ¶           A pair of long arms wrapped around his front. Lips pressed into the side of his neck connecting his ear to his shoulder. As they trailed up to the lobe of the man’s ear, Ángel let out a tiny, private moan. ❝I already got m’heart set on something else we could do.❞ ›

[micahofengland-blog]

kiss

Kiss on the fingertips:I care about you

Mikk was a lot of things to Charlie. He was her right hand, her go to dealer. He was her best friend, her pillow to cry on. He was her company on a night where all she needed was someone to roll her blunt and hand her a shot. Mikk was everything to her and she was everything to him.

It was no surprise that when shit went down with Charlie did she get a call from Mikk. She was partial to the situation. While she wanted to take Charlie’s side and swear him off she couldn’t. She pulled up outside his door and slipped in with the key he gave her, bottle of rum in hand and a sad smile pulling on her lips. “Hey bud..” she whispered, finding him curled on the sofa with sad eyes. 

“Car-” he begun but she simply drew a finger and shook her head. “No talking tonight. That’s for tomorrow. Tonight.. we drink.” she protested and sat by Mikk, opening the bottle and handing it to him.

Hours passed and soon enough she had him smiling and singing the F.R.I.E.N.D.S theme song at length at an incredibly loud volume. She grasped his hand, using it as a microphone before giggling and falling back on the couch, still playing with his grasp. “I care.. You know that yeah? Despite my closeness to Char.. I care Mikk.” she mumbled, holding his hand softly before peppering a few kisses against his fingertips. “You’re still my platonic husband I get drunk with on Sunday afternoons and break out in awesome dance battles at bars.. You’ve got me alright?”

[itsjustace-blog1]

“Does that require pants?”

Masterlist of Memes

“Dude, up to you.” He smirked, looking at Mikkel while seizing the couch next to the drug dealer’s bed. “Depends on what kind of drugs you’re in.. speaking about it – ‘got something for me?” Ace frowned, he wasn’t there only to invite Mikkel to the craziest parties in town as always.

[lettysanchez-blog]

[text]: I’m eating pizza in the bathtub

[ text ]: That’s okay, I eat chocolate in the bathtub. Only if you get it wet, you better not eat it Mikk. I’ll judge you hardcore.

[micahofengland-blog]

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Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: Mikk, he usually occupies the balcony 

Who’s the one to make breakfast: Carter, she follows suite and brings him toast

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Mikk, fuckin romantic.

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: Carter, she usually smokes when she wakes up and usually results in her being in the mood.

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: Carter, said quickie usually ends in her going full Koala on Mikk

Who chooses the movies: Mikk, he’s very good at choosing. Carter insists on countless Harry Potter marathons.

Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: Mikk, despite his interest in the movie

Who orders lunch: Carter. It’s always pizza.

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: Mikk, he always gets away with it.

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Carter, she lives for cuddling with Mikk.

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Carter, she always gets her way

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Mikk, he takes it very seriously

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: Mikk, he adores Carter’s ice cream mustache 

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: Carter, head always in the gutter.

Who cooks dinner: Carter, usually mac and cheese

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: Mikk, he’s good at it.

Who stays up until 2 reading: Carter, zombie comics has stolen her attention.

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: Mikk, he knows Carter has nightmares almost every night

Who kisses their partner while they sleep: Carter, she adores his sleepy expressions.

[lettysanchez-blog]

Letty wasn’t used to Mikk needing her, so she knew that this had to be serious. “Alright, I’m here. I brought some junk food, so you better have the wine.” She spoke as she shut the door behind her. “Time to turn that frown upside down, my friend.”

[micahofengland-blog]

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✎: a journal entry about your muse written by my muse.

He deserves the world. He’s gentle, he’s sweet, he’s got a heart full of fuckin’ gold. He’s always there for me, goddamn genius when it comes to spreading out weed to last weekends, spectacular dealer, personally one of my favorites. Mikkel would make a perfect husband to be honest, if I wasn’t so gay he’d probably be my first pick. He hurts sometimes.. I know he’s going through a lot, maybe i’ll bring him to the bar tonight.. that always cheered me up, granted in the wrong way, but it helps. He helps.