#mxnkiiind

[murkoff-money-maker]

😍 I mean, obviously

   “When have you not been fucking crushing on me though...”

[mcuntainbcrn]

@mxnkiiind​ cont. from here: [x]

“Of course you have - so what else is new?” 

She loosed a soft sigh as she moved closer to peer at the sketch, quirking an eyebrow slightly before turning her halved gaze towards him, “Well...not to be obtuse, but...why wouldn’t there be an infestation in my lungs? You infested me? With parasitic entities? Parasites of any kind don’t tend to stick to one place when there’s room to flourish.”

She allowed her weight to press into her palms, effortlessly hoisting herself up onto the counter, legs hanging listlessly, “I was more speaking in regards to the manipulation of my surroundings, the control over plants and the like, but do continue - I’m curious as to what else you’ve unearthed.”

[irritableteadrinkersarchive]

"So, I'm assuming your condoms are earl grey flavored?" (Garrett)

   “What the hell? Of course they’re bloody not. Who bothers with flavoured condoms anyway? It’s an insult to tea to have condoms flavoured after them.”

[crimson-warrior]

“Hakuro! You’re looking fine this evening. How about that booty call?” (Garrett)

"Hmmm...." He hummed as he leaned against the wall.  A grin formed on his face.  "Sure, I'm free for some fun."

[trapped-with-nightmares]

@mxnkiiind

Before today, David never had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Wernicke. Pleasure of course being a gross overstatement. Rumors surrounded the man known as Gareth, none of them good, and before David took the small promotion, he forgot to consider how much closer that would bring him within arm’s reach of the man. Being a department head meant when shit went wrong -- it ultimately fell on him. And when shit went wrong, Mr. Wernicke was known to get a tetch cranky.

The room was quiet for the most part. Everyone worked diligently on their individual tasks, muttering amongst themselves every now and again. The day had gone by with no events to note, but it changed in an instant just before lunch.

Mr. Wernicke slammed open the door and it sounded like the thing would have come off its hinges had it anywhere to swing other than against the wall. Everyone jumped and looked up from their work, nervous expressions on their faces. David’s heart leapt into his throat from the scare. It didn’t take a genius to see that he was livid about something; no doubt they would soon find out what.

[irritableteadrinkersarchive]

The arms are the most attractive feature to Garrett^^

   “Well arms are pretty nice. Mine aren’t too bad, I guess.”

[irritableteadrinkersarchive]

[ Adore ] From Garebear

Send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … [ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

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   It was strange, seeing this side of Garrett.

   At the work place, it had to be all business. Even if the pair shared the odd casual conversation. Or lewd comment. There were strict rules to follow after all. Garrett was a higher up, and Simon was but a lowly Guard. But, in the privacy of their own rooms? Well, all bets were off.

   Still, seeing the older man like this, in an almost adoring manner, was rather new to Simon. Lips would softly press to the Brit’s neck, hands would gently glide over his form. Managing to draw all sorts of light noises from the usually grumpy Simon.

   “I must have done something good. To warrant this kind of attention..”

[dxllmaking-a]

「 @mxnkiiind 🖤'd for a starter. 」

                  “ You truly do not want to go looking through that door, mein fruend, ” with a peculiar, almost dog-like grimace the Dollmaker picked his way closer to the other individual, staring in unwavering disapproval - nose curled up and nostrils flaring at the sight of the other loitering there, “ and I would advise you step away from my property, now. ” The sneer twitched up into an intentional menacing grin, as he took a sluggish step forwards and pulled himself to his full, towering height.

                 He figured that his home appeared to be little but some abandoned relic, set upon the street for any nosy bastard to prod about in -- and that idea induced ripples of more palpable distaste to shiver up his spine as he circled the other oh-so slightly. Watching the expressions flicker over their face and revelling in the distrust the other immediately exhibited.