great expectations

FOX. 20. AIR.

[drayconnor]

dray didn’t not want fox around, but he didn’t particularly want him around either. he was indifferent. but that was how he was with most people. “y’didn’t. just told me i wasn’t your type.” a good memory could be a curse, sometimes. it was a shame. if fox didn’t already know him, he could have pulled. started a fake relationship first, but he’d get it. he’d done it before. dray’s eyes fell to princess at his side, who was, in fact, judging fox. dray laughed shortly and picked up the cat. “she’s moody sometimes. unless she thinks you’re a bad person, she’s just bein’ moody.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“well, tha’s kinda th’ same thing, innit?” fox was a lot more talkative when he’d been drinking, much more open as well. he didn’t usually give out personal details about his sexuality, but here he was using the facts for conversation. “i mean, i like...feelin’s. one offs jus’ never...did th’ job for me.” he hoped he was getting his point across, scratching awkwardly at his temple before he acknowledges the cat again. “got me own at th’ dorm. winny named ‘im pretzel. ‘e’s kinda like tha’, judgmen’al an’ moody. --- ‘ave ya seen winny t’nigh’? she’s wearin’ fuckin’ lingerie an’ thinks she’s a goddamn fairy er summat...”

[drayconnor]

“be the point, yeah.” dray nods, scooting further down into the booth to make more room and moving his cat along with him. he ignores the offer of a drink. the only way he let anyone buy him drinks at bars was when he was planning on pulling them, but he knew fox was abhorrently against fucking him, something he still didn’t understand, so he’d ignore it. “could find someone to make out with y’self. be a lot more fun for y’than sittin’ ‘round with y’mostly naked teammate.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

fox sits down uncomfortably, quickly realizing that dray didn’t want him around. but he was already sitting, his pint of beer sat on the table before him as he drummed his fingers on the glass. “i told y’, not really int’ messin’ ‘round with random people. was hopin’ t’ meet someone, but uh, tha’s hard t’ do.” he pauses, swallowing thickly as his eyes fall on the cat, feeling as if the animal was judging him. “i can leave if ya wan’. don’ think yer cat likes me much.”

[drayconnor]

and of course fox came up to him. the guy was kind of a dick. not that that bothered dray much, not that it could when dickish people were his stock and trade. it didn’t look like fox had dressed up, which was good for him, less competition, but it wasn’t very spirited. though, he wouldn’t have dressed up if money weren’t on the line. probably not anyway. there were always ways to convince him. “who said i want some’m t’be left t’the ‘magination? sex sells, man.” dray took a sip from the cocktail he’d been nursing. “an’ I can breathe just fine.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“yer righ’, ya could use it t’ your advantage,” he agrees, taking another pull from his beer. he looks across the bar to where he’d been sitting, winny and theo pushed up against each other in the booth -- they wouldn’t miss him. “mind if i sit? me friends are makin’ out, don’ really feel like watchin’.” he smiles down at dray, motioning to the space beside him with his free hand. fox doesn’t really try to be a dick, he just isn’t a big talker. but he’s had a few drinks, so he figures why the hell not. “’ll get ya a drink if ya wan’.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

The Halloween party had come in full swing, many people milling about, mingling. Dray sat in a booth, slightly tipsy, but enough to be more or less aware of what was going on. And what was going on was his damn shorts being pretty fucking uncomfortable -why did he decide leather booty shorts was the way to go?- but he looked hot in them, knew he looked hot, if the several people who’d stared at him and blushed as he tipped his fire chief’s hat at them meant anything. Which it did. At that point, all he was waiting for was for the costume judging to begin so he could get back home.

after the conversation they’d had last week, fox had decided that maybe dray wasn’t a complete twat like he’d thought. he was a bit full of himself, but so was fox. and sure he talked a lot, but fox had never really minded that either --- he was best friends with winny for god’s sake, he couldn’t be offended by lots of noise. he’s chosen not to dress up tonight, mostly because he can’t be arsed with a costume after the week he’s had, but he’s still nursing a beer as he walks by dray’s booth. when he sees the other shirtless he lets out a laugh, tipping his head in dray’s direction. “leavin’ little t’ th’ imagination there, mate. can ya breathe er anythin’?”

[drayconnor]

“well, y’know, i was thinkin’ more along the lines of accusing me of sexual harassment ‘r rape, somethin’ like that. you decide y’don’t like me anymore, file a suit ‘gainst me. case’d get finalised soon as possible cos gay shit makes people uncomfortable, so y’get some of the other people who hate me to lie on the stand and you’d have me in jail. and off the team. jail’s not so bad, but i ain’t gettin’ kicked off f’somethin’ i didn’t do.” 

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“well. tha’s quite th’ scenario ya worked ou’ there. bu’ like i said. don’ wanna fuck ya. don’ wanna take ya t’ court. great talk, mate.”

[zachary-hassan]

“did i fuck your girlfriend or summat? no, wait, your sister. your mother?”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“who ya fuck is none of me concern. jus’ don’ want anythin’ t’ do with ya.”

[zachary-hassan]

“’ve we met?”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“no’ properly. know of ya though.”

[zachary-hassan]

“what the fuck is goin on lately that people are so fast to dismiss me?”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“don’ know. don’ care. and don’ wanna fuck ya. we done?”

[theoalright]

“that’s probably true.” he mumbles with a slight shrug. honestly, theo didn’t see the appeal. he watched one of his close friends pine after the guy for months – for what reason, theo never really grasped. every single tutoring session had left the male with a negative shade over him. more often than not, zach made theo feel useless and stupid for not understanding the material and it made him wonder why people enjoyed his company. theo perks up at the sound of her name, of course, listening to fox a little closer, sitting up a little straighter,  “little bit – not as much as i usually do. why?? she alright??”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

fox loves the way theo visibly perks up when the conversation turns to winny, flashing a smile and relaxing a bit. “she’s fine, mate, relax.” he pushes his hair back out of his eyes, resisting the urge to laugh. “’m guessin’ ya haven’ told ‘er you’re in love with ‘er yet, judgin’ by th’ way she’s no’ attached t’ your hip yet. don’ know why you’re waitin’ so long. waste o’ time.”

[zachary-hassan]

“just wonderin’ when you’re gonna look at me so i can make a move on ya.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“jesus fuckin’ christ. no’ interested so ya can stop starin’.”

[hfsryan-blog]

     she’s never smoked a day in her life. ryan would be lying if she said she hadn’t thought about it. the act itself was graceful, on the right people. the other was mesmerizing as the smoke poured from his lips. ‘ that was weird, wasn’t it ? ’ she shakes her head, blonde waves falling every which way.

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“nah, you’re fine, luv,” he assures her, taking another casual inhale from his cigarette before the smoke filters out from his parted lips. “have ya ever smoked? ya could ‘ave a cig if ya wan’ one.” he pulls his pack out of the pocket of his leather jacket, holding it out to her. “but if ya’ve never ‘ad one, ya’d be better takin’ a pull from mine.”

[theoalright]

“dunno if i believe you. not about apologizing at least. god. he’s awful. been getting him to help me with potions and i swear it’s the worst couple hours of my week. – he sleeps with the girls he tutors?? can’t even imagine him charming anyone, he’s always so fucking grumpy when we study.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

well this was certainly awkward. obviously winny hadn’t told theo that she’d fucked zach --- well, and she hadn’t really known his name until fox told her dray’s real name. but fox definitely didn’t want to be the one that crushed theo’s spirit, he could tell the two were in love and he didn’t want to ruin that. “yeah, well...maybe ‘e acts diff’rent when he’s tryna get in ya pants? dunno, never fucked ‘im. no’ really sure if ‘e fucks all th’ girls ‘e tutors, kinda jus’ guessin’. ----- ya talked t’ winny much this week?”

[theoalright]

“says you.” theo huffs quietly, crossing his arms across his chest, though he’s still just messing around with fox. “so basically.. you made two girls cry today. what an accomplishment! are you happy with yourself for that, fox?? – you know, turning them into toads would have been better, but no, instead you made ‘em cry!!” 

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“oi! didn’ mean t’ make ‘em cry, i apologized for bein’ kinda harsh. but i told ‘em not t’ come back. they can go t’ zach from now on, he’s a lo’ more rude than i am. but they’ll get wha’ they want, t’ get laid. i wasn’ gonna ‘ave sex with ‘em.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

headcanon

fox’s cat

fox has a cat named pretzel, named by winny when she was 14. fox got pretzel shortly after his mother died and his family moved to new york from a shelter, and brought him along to elysium for company. pretzel is usually found creeping around the air dorm, chirping at birds and when fox is around he usually winds himself around his feet. fox is so used to this that they seem to walk in sync. pretzel is also very close to winny, but to strangers he seems really snobby and standoffish.

[sightofsoil-deactivated20160801]

Ed tilted his head away, “Sorry..” He murmured, “I.. I didn’t realise I was staring, all of this study is starting to become really tedious. I think I need a break.”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“well why didn’ ya jus’ say tha’? take a break, then. go outside, run ‘round. ‘ll still be here for another coupla’ hours.”

[theoalright]

“it was a joke!!” theo exclaims, reaching over to swat a hand at the other lad’s shoulder. “alright, but honestly – what’d you do?? i know your story didn’t end there. y’must’ve told them something, or did you just give ‘em a look like the one you’re giving me now??” 

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“a shit one,” he answers, bringing his fist up as if he’s going to punch theo as he grins, his hand falling back down to his lap almost instantly. “well, like, i could tell ‘er an ‘er friend were jus’ there ‘cause like they though’ i was fit. they weren’ listenin’ t’ a thing i was tryin’ teach ‘em. they kept gigglin’. it was distractin’ the others, y’know? so i told ‘em not t’ come back. they were wastin’ me time. one ‘em looked like she was ‘bout t’ cry, i felt kinda shit for tha’.”

[neverweightless]

“—What? Does my staring make you nervous?”

[fckinhellfox-blog]

“no, no’ at all. jus’ didn’ know what ya were starin’ for.”