#xmarkedcriminal

[bluefeathered-blog1]

@xmarkedcriminal

“Uh…” He felt rather uneasy with the bird shifting it’s head quickly in different directions above his head, it was a little tricky to determine the bird’s next move, “A-Are you lost?”

He hesitated for a moment before holding his hand up, ready to pull back if it were to use that massive beak.

Pulling back, the bird peered down at Jude with both emerald green eyes, motionless as it contemplated the young man before him. Apparently coming to a decision of sorts, the chocobo bent down once more and began preening Jude’s hair. This human needed help with his grooming. 

[thepeopleslancekresnik]

@xmarkedcriminal​ || because you little shit baby omg

    Ludger bit back a snicker, hiding his smirk behind his hand. “Judging you? Wouldn’t dream of it.” he said. “Much less at the cost of my biscuit.” He watched Jude for a moment longer, fondness in his eyes. His roommate was way too cute to be drunk on his floor. He was just way too cute in general--

    No, stomp that down. Deal with the issue at hand.

    Sighing, Ludger reached down and took Jude’s shoulders. “C’mon. Let’s sit you up, eh?” he offered gingerly. Why on earth was Jude this drunk, anyway? Yeesh... you leave a freshman alone on a Friday night...

[talesofdebt]

(xmarkedcriminal, mafia doctor's apprentice Verse) Jude promptly putting a bagel in Ludger's mouth, "You probably haven't eaten anything since you got to Golden's hideout. You might as well get something in your system."

Shove something in my Muse’s mouth. @xmarkedcriminal

That’s a lot of coughing and hacking and bagel flying everywhere. “Oy! Warning before shoving food into someone’s mouth!”

But Jude’s right. Ludger hasn’t exactly eaten since getting to Golden’s. Whoops.

[broadswordandpistol]

xmarkedcriminal:

“D…Does it? Thanks” Jude looked over at Alvin, holding the laundry basket in his hands as he moved to the living room. Time to get these things folded at least, “I was gonna make some lunch…you hungry…?” He felt a little sheepish, trying to change the subject about him wearing Alvin’s shirt, but then a thought occurred to him.

“Y…You’re not mad are you?” He tilted his head down at the circus tent of a shirt that was on him. 

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Starving.” The lie rolled off Alvin’s tongue without him even thinking about it. Easier to go with the flow than acknowledge the Gordian knot that had tied itself into his stomach. He’d have to talk with Yurgen —

After lunch. It could wait until after lunch.

He blinked at the question, focusing again, and eyed the younger with some confusion. “Why would I be mad? Not like your manly physique is gonna stretch it out, right?” he teased, ruffling Jude’s hair affectionately before starting to pick socks out of the laundry basket to fold together.

[guidance-and-trickery]

Dress Rehearsal

Continued from here with @xmarkedcriminal

"Top secret, my dear Jude.” Regene sat crosslegged on the bed, admiring his work. “You see, this particular mission is special and requires preparation. I needed to make sure your attire fit as needed.”

What mission was that? Well, Regene knew, but he wasn’t about to tell Jude. That would spoil the surprise!

“It looks like everything fits properly. Your measurements weren’t far off from my estimates.” Regene smirked, eyeing the flushing man. He was a petite little thing, wasn’t he? He could see why the others were so interested in him.

“How does it feel?”

[guard-breaker]

Doctor, Doctor Love

“No, it’s terrible. I can’t go on.” Alvin fanned himself with his free hand, acting as if he’d faint straight away if the minor injury wasn’t seen to in his preferred manner. “What can I do, Doctor? I’ll perish soon. They’ll have to sell the farm. What will they do to grandmama’s grave? Parking lots! Parking lots!”

By the end of his little rant, he was holding back laughter. Even Alvin couldn’t hold that level ridiculousness for long.

[fracturedfather]

@xmarkedcriminal

                “You get your flowers?” That’s the only reason Victor can imagine Jude to be visiting for. Or what he wants him to visit for, anyway. It’s unlike Jude to risk his way over to see Victor unless it’s for medical reasons. But sending the younger man some roses seemed like a good way to entice him. Little do people know, the mafia boss is a romantic at heart.

[broadswordandpistol]

xmarkedcriminal:

Of course there was a bit of silence when he tilted his head down, he wasn’t sure if he could make eye contact with Alvin after doing that. It wasn’t that it was bad or anything, he just didn’t know if he was supposed to say sorry or something to that extent.

He felt that tickling beard again and that soft pressure against the side of his face, a small laugh escaping him as he squirmed back, “H-Hey that tickles…” Jude risked a glance, he couldn’t exactly read Alvin’s expression, was he just as surprised as he was…?

They seemed to stay in this position before Jude’s already flushed face looked up to the ceiling, trying to think of an intelligent response to Alvin’s question, “Uh…yes?” 

“Then I’d call that a resounding success. You’re safe until next year. Hmm, I guess I’ll have to figure out what the penalty is for not playing along with National Kissing Day. Can’t be pinching, that’s been done.”  He shot Jude an evil, side-eyed smile.

“So you’re ticklish, huh?”  Danger, Will Robinson. Danger.