* 𝕵𝐈𝐍𝐗. ❪ it/he ❫
@tragictricks.bsky.social
⠀ ❛ —& it's all going to shit. ❜ the dawn of zaun. md͟n͟i͟. ⠀
i know a couple guys like this.
y'got a problem? i got a 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎.
📲 : ugh , jinx , i should be asking you that . 📲 : where are you ? are you home ? 📲 : here i come .
* 𝕵𝐈𝐍𝐗. ❪ it/he ❫ @tragictricks.bsky.social · last yr.@subject1138.bsky.social > twinkl twnikle little starrrrr > gotta wonderrr where u areee > u dead or smnthn?
not sorry that i'm not exactly the cop's biggest fan.
yeesh. skip town for a couple months & come back to nothin' but radio silence. -—everyone drop dead or something?
Blink blink. Amused head shake. — Yeah , yeah. — You’re drunk, obviously. — But thanks for the input.
* 𝕵𝐈𝐍𝐗. ❪ it/he ❫ @tragictricks.bsky.social · last yr.@theviciousvixen.bsky.social > listen up mister ................... got somethin impotrant 2 say. > listeningg? > u suck and u haev bad taste in women > ok??? now u know
someone's gotta tell ya', but it sure as hell won't be me.
happy pride month or whatever.
didja think i was dead or somethin'?
yeesh. & i thought 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚 was the ᴘᴜssʏ. [ * snicker. ] missed you too, 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑎.
gotta ask why i even bother.
pale hands palmed away the 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 of sleep from jinx's eyes as he pushed himself up in his cot. a dull ache 𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗦𝗘𝗗 in displeasure at the base of his skull: 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. it'd been quite a 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙴 since he'd last eaten, having lost himself to his ʙʟᴜᴇᴘʀɪɴᴛs.
