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FELIX IS GETTING A COMPLETE OVERHAUL AND TRANSFER TO A NEW PAGE. THE URL WILL REMAIN BUT THIS ONE SHALL BE AN ARCHIVE!
I’m not happy with him, and I’m tired of repeating his past over and over and messing it up myself. SO within the week Felix will be rewritten and Restarted soon.
Keep an eye out as this will happen soon.
I’m happily married and have 2 adult children.
We are not children. We are simply team mates that bicker like a healthy team does.
((sharpknivesandsharpersmiles
Well now. This was interesting. [SAVED][text] Oh, if u wanna i can make your day far more fun ;)
[text: ???] …who the fuck is this [text: ???] THAT WASN’T FOR YOU
[Text] oh, 2 bad i saved it ;) [Text] swear its only for my eyes babe
[text: ???] fuck [text: ???] you
[Text] yes please [Text] when and where honey ;)
[text: ???] NOWHERE
[text: ???] fuck off those were private
[Text] did the person even want them? [Text] or was this a confidence or power move?????
((sharpknivesandsharpersmiles
Well now. This was interesting. [SAVED][text] Oh, if u wanna i can make your day far more fun ;)
[text: ???] …who the fuck is this [text: ???] THAT WASN’T FOR YOU
[Text] oh, 2 bad i saved it ;) [Text] swear its only for my eyes babe
[text: ???] fuck [text: ???] you
[Text] yes please [Text] when and where honey ;)
((sharpknivesandsharpersmiles
Well now. This was interesting. [SAVED][text] Oh, if u wanna i can make your day far more fun ;)
[text: ???] …who the fuck is this [text: ???] THAT WASN’T FOR YOU
[Text] oh, 2 bad i saved it ;) [Text] swear its only for my eyes babe
((sharpknivesandsharpersmiles
Well now. This was interesting. [SAVED][text] Oh, if u wanna i can make your day far more fun ;)
Whats this talk about your dick? Because i have seen it and im very confused how your wife forgot it man. - Felix ;)
Felix knew he was in the wrong. That he had gone too far. That he should have spoken to Locus about everything rather than hid it all. But he was so terrified of what he had been told and suffered by their twisted employer that he couldnt find the words.
At least the fall fixed one problem.
“Should have left me to die.” He said bluntly and stared at his bandaged hands. “I deserved it. I wanted it.” His hand tightened on the glass bottle and in a flash of anger it shattered against the wall and he doubled over as his punishment was pain.
“Fuck! God damnit!” Why did we have to fall so far when you left us? the words flashed in his mind again as his hands gripped the sheets and a few bandages stained red once more.
There he goes again…
“I’m sorry. I’m sure the sights you’ve seen and more have… Brought you to a very shitty spot,” yet he didn’t seem interested enough to actually look up, “we’re low in supplies and I care little for the spot of psychologist that has just opened up.”
Felix huffed out a pained laugh and looked to his old friend. Still focused on his phone. He'd be mad if he didn't think he wasn't worth the others time or effort.
"Oh cut the crap, Mason. You know what I did. So why still fucking help? Why are you pretending to care when your fucking head is glued to a phone. What, waiting for someone to message you about my bounty?" Okay, so maybe he was very annoyed about the whole situation. Siris was a bounty hunter through and through and there was no one worse right now than Felix himself.
@thetrashcanlives Continuing… From this.
Why bother… Both of their stories where different, he was sure, and Felix would have been in the wrong. He always is… But Mason won’t kill a man he took the time to bring back from the dead. The same man, that based off what he’s gathered, would sell him out just as he himself had tied to do to Locus.
“Shut up, drink.” This didn’t sound like an order, much less with the way he sat in an empty, small wooden crate next to Felix’s folded out colt, face glued to the screen in hopes he’d finally get a message telling him the information he needed. “I hope the both of you can settle being apart, we cant stay here… He’s close, and it is exactly why you need to quit the attitude and focus on healing.”
Felix knew he was in the wrong. That he had gone too far. That he should have spoken to Locus about everything rather than hid it all. But he was so terrified of what he had been told and suffered by their twisted employer that he couldnt find the words.
At least the fall fixed one problem.
"Should have left me to die." He said bluntly and stared at his bandaged hands. "I deserved it. I wanted it." His hand tightened on the glass bottle and in a flash of anger it shattered against the wall and he doubled over as his punishment was pain.
"Fuck! God damnit!" Why did we have to fall so far when you left us? the words flashed in his mind again as his hands gripped the sheets and a few bandages stained red once more.
"..... Hey Siris." Felix saluted his old friend, trying to pretend like he wasnt in pure agony from the still healing inuuries. (Thetrashcanlives)
“Stay down…” One hand waved him off while the other brought a can of soda closer to Felix’s space. “I come for more than just checking up on you– Locus left me in charge.” Once his hands where free, his phone was fished out of his pocket. “And if you’re doing just fine, I’ll be heading back out.”
No offense, but he could think of a few other things that would be a better use of his time… He might do them with guilt hanging over his head, but that’s what phones are for.
Felix raised an eyebrow at the soda but happily took the drink.
"Oh yeah, peachy. Just, y'know, collapsed lung and several still healing broken bones." Even as he said this he forced himself to sit up, face half scrunching in pain at the act.
"Oh boy, the traitor is in, is he?" He spat the words angrily but no true heat in them.
THis was the fifth time he’s run into working with this guy, but Felix wasn’t one to argue about it.
Perhaps we should back up a second. This guy, with the short hair slicked back and the suit and orange tie? His name is Felix. Issac Gates, but he goes by Felix, his Merc and Bounty Hunter name.
And whilst doing this he’s met a few people along the way.
But this guy kept showing up, though he’d take it. Charging into the next room he cleared it, ducking for cover next to the other guy, face covered with a helmet now and chuckled.
“Glad they brought you in for backup.” he called over the sound of gunfire, peeking around and shooting another two down.
Ryan was hiding behind a wall, skull mask over his face, gunshots echoing in the city. He huffed “where the hell is he” He looked around, quickly moving over the wall to shoot at a few moving targets who both crumpled to the ground. Felix was his name and he knew Ryan as Vagabond, almost everyone did. At least to other Mercs did. He looked over his shoulder and raised a brow underneath his mask. “Back up? Felix I thought you were the back up?” He moved up again, shooting down another target. He squinted at Felix, eyeing him for a minute. “Who ever said I was back up?”
Felix stood and shot two down as he dashed to the other mans side and ducked down, reloading as he crouched.
“I was hired under the impression I had backup. Already got the files they needed hemce this bullshit.” He revealed a folder in his jacket as he motioned to the firefight. “The fuck you think this is about?” He added before flinging a knife over Vagabond’s shoulder into a mans skull, leaving the body to hit the ground with a small fist bump.
He was just too awesome to be backup in his mind.
Ryan’s eyes darted from the targets to felix back to the targets. He didn’t have time for this. “I got a file too.” He moved to show Felix the folder hidden in his own jacket. “I was told they’d be sending back up..” He moved to return the same exact motion that Felix did, slicing a guys throat open. “There were two files that needed to be recovered and we got them so lets just get a move on and get to safety”
Felix laughed and shook his head. “Oh I am going to punch my employer if I ever meet them. Let’s go! Left to right, cover, distraction.” Felix motioned, saying he was the distraction and that Ryan was to move up to the left for cover.
“GO!” he shouted and ran out, shooting two men down and skidding under a ladder and kicking it out, having it throw a tub of oil down on another group of men. He was swift, diving onto the oil and skidding along. He laughed, bright and manic, shooting another down.
As good and cool as it was, he slid right into a bullet, twisting with the impact and flung a knife before ducking into cover with a curse. His shoulder hurt, but he has had worse.
down with soulmate aus. it’s time for a new fic trend: soulhate aus, aka two characters who are destined to beat the shit out of each other.
Masterlist located here!
OC post here.
Send one for a gentle gesture. When possible, send “reverse” to invert the roles.
👫- To hold my muse’s hand
💕- To give them a kiss on the cheek
💋- To give them a kiss on the lips.
❦- To hug them.
🍓- To share a sweet together.
🌙- To put a blanket on them as they sleep.
✿- To give them a gift. ( Feel free to specify )
🍴- To invite them over for dinner.
☆- To give them a massage.
⇨ - To see a movie together
