Felicia Hardy

Who wants to hire a hero when you have me, less morals, more attractive assets.

[felicia-hardlytrying]

fordjacob:

“What, you can’t make an exception just for me?” It was arrogant to presume, but he had little to lose  if she flat out rejected him. Jake was interested in  having fun while he was back in town, he was hardly going to let one girl blowing him off get him down.  “Well, now I’m kinda glad that you don’t have mind reading abilities. Do people even still want super  powers?”  he asked, arching an eyebrow curiously  while he held out his ticket for the girl. “I’d say they’re  over-rated. Especially after that shit in Sokovia.” 

“Depends what you do to compensate for such idoicy.” she said with a smirk, no malice or condescencion in her voice as she moved her  hands towards her back hips, clinging onto them  waiting for him to give her the bagel that would  hold the sweet taste of victory. She looked up  towards the man passing her the bagel as she  nodded for him to pay the man with questionable amounts of back hair for a hospitality worker.  “Does anyone really want powers in this world?”  She looked towards him and gave a small shrug her powers were hardly conventional, they were not given to her by a higher power but from a Kingpin that wanted her as a pawn. 

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helloimnotdaredevil:

Matt was already running after her, scooping low to snatch up the fighting stick before side flipping out the window– no hesitation. Holstering the club, he bounded after her, leaping from the fire escape into a fall-breaking roll. It would leave him sore tomorrow, but that was a few hours away. He’d recover.

Tailing her down the back alley’s of the Kitchen, he kept his distance, following the trail she unknowingly left for him.

Cutting her off suddenly with a rolling tackle. ending up on top, Matt caught his breath as he towered over her.

“W… we have to stop meeting like this.” he smirked, heaving chest settling.

She let out a groan as she fell to the floor, trying to break free of his hands cupping her wrists. She leaned up, whacking his forehead with his own, using the distraction as her time to roll on top of him, her hips holding either side of his torso, squeezing in with her strong thighs.  

“Listen here-you’re whole moral act is getting old, your persistance is infuriating and these interactions tiring.” she said with a low growl in her voice. “Trust me when I say you don’t want to do this you should take the warning and run to bigger better things.” she said moving her hand down to the rim of his collar, pulling it close, angeling the material just in the way that would dig in, a rare way to get the material to work for her. 

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fordjacob:

“Thing is, I know I’m an idiot. Now I know I’m your type.” Maybe an idiotic thing to presume, but the  smile on her face was all he cared about. The girl  likely had no idea who he was, she would just be… a girl. Someone new, someone different, someone  that wasn’t looking to shoot him in the face the  minute he got close. Round two, and Jake… Drew  a rock. Groaning loudly. he pushed his fist forward  so that she could cover it with her hand. “Fuck! Man,  you have to be a mind-reader to win this crap, I should  have gone for the deathmatch!” 

“Were” she said not blinking as she looked towards his eyes to make sure he understood.  “I may be hypocritical and perhaps fickle but  I do know how to learn from my mistakes, and how I can see how much of a mistake you could be.” she laughed lightly and gave a playful wink. “Hey I’m still raised as a New Yorker, you think if I had mind reading abilities I’d be standing in line  wasting time or would I be blackmailing someone  to slave around for me.” 

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helloimnotdaredevil:

His smirk widened as she back towards the window. The sounds of sirens growing closer. Spinning around quickly, Matt let loose one of his billy clubs. Soaring towards the floor, it ricocheted upwards, speeding towards her– before whiffing past her head and shattering the window instead.

“What–!” Matt was sure he angled the shot precisely as he was taught by Stick.

She couldn’t help but smirk as the billy cup met with the crash of the window. What were the chances,  she thought to herself as she continued her steps,  moving carefully over the jagged shards of glass and onto the fire escape.  “Thanks for holding the door open for me sweet cheeks.” she said, eyes glued to his ass as she picked up his billy club, tracing over the markings lightly before dropping it to the ground.  He’d have to decide which was more important and hey if he chose that maybe it was worth being her next target. See how much she could get for any clues about Hell Kitchens biggest pain in the ass. 

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mikaylatilly:

“You really think I got formed abs?” And that’s another reason to keep her around. Compliments. Kayla’s never tired of those. “So sweet, really, you’ll be the first I shout out when I get on Good Morning America one day.” And she can’t say no – it’s too rude to do so, so she flops down beside Felicia and rubs her hands together. “Ten minute breaks never killed anyone.”

                               Yet.

“Please remember that one time and we ended up sneaking to that person’s rooftop  pool. I saw your torso and I still have not recovered.”  She said and in truth it wasn’t a lie. She had put her own body credit on cross fit rather than the  stealing of priceless items and giving it to people who were obviously more bad than good. “Of course  it hasn’t.” she said with a smirk, knowing she had caught the girl in her claws for the rest of the day. Passing her the bottle she leaned back, her long blonde hair pushing against her back. 

[hugh-dancy-archived]

[felicia-hardlytrying]

mikaylatilly:

She’s a girl she barely knows, but you don’t need to know someone’s  favorite color in order to be friends with them in New York. Granted,  you don’t have to say much at all to be Mikayla’s friend, and Felicia’s…  interesting. Not so much Kate, but she’s adventurous. It’s fun.

            “I’m supposed to be training, you know.”

“You could try and catch it with your mouth? work  out those already formed abdominals hoisting  yourself into the air and catching it like a t-rex. Or- we could drink in a sauna and say we’re sweating out the bad toxins or whatever.”  she said moving her  chin onto her formed fist. “Point is you don’t want to  miss the magic Pablo with the perfect teeth and even better body made for us.” 

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mikaylatilly:

“Then what is it? Fruitcake? Booze? Candy cigarettes?” But she pauses, staring at the other female with slight apprehension. “—are they mimosas?”

“Oh honey you know me so well.” she said beginning to sit in front of the girl, bringing out the tinted workout bottle, sitting on one of the training pads, her legs  happily spread in pants and an almost sweet smirk  on her lips. 

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fordjacob:

“I left all that stuff to my brother, I was too busy not  listening and getting the girls without any of that.” he  answered with a cocky little grin, hardly caring for the  annoyed huffs and daggers glared their way for holding back the line. He rarely got time to be anyone but an  agent, he was going to make the most of it. Bouncing  his fist against his other hand once, twice, a third time  before drawing with a set of scissors against the mystery blonde.

“You sound like every boy I ever fell for, charming idiots.” she hummed her smile wide and playful but there was always more to that story, head twisted lying on his campus dorm, her rushing home and  waiting for his mother to get home and become shocked and her waiting to be contacted about news that would change her life. It was her first heist, a job to steal back her heart. She moved herself back into the present her  fist forming a rock, a smirk drawing out across her face as she made an explosion sound. “One for me-” she said before starting the next round, going for paper. 

[felicia-hardlytrying]

helloimnotdaredevil:

“So the cat burgular assumes but nobody else gets to? A little hypocritical, don’t you think?” his smirk was teasing, trying to get her to make the first move. Her steps were almost silent, if it wasn’t for the lavished items she wore, he probably would have lost her. Still, without sight, Matt saw her in another way. A rainbow of fire. Every color combined into one flawless white pyre.

Sirens in the far distance, inaudible to someone with a normal sense of hearing, but not to him.

“You sound defensive.” he sneered, “Did I hit a nerve?”

“The world’s not fair and I’m just like every other person on this god damn planet...a self centered  hypocrite, you can’t beat them join them.” She  had no intention of fighting him, that didn’t mean she couldn’t. But the sooner she got this gem out the  faster her client would give her her paycheck.  “No, this conversation just seems duller thanks to  your naivety.”  she said starting her back steps towards the window, close to silence as she did. 

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fordjacob:

“What makes you think I’d want to stand a chance? Maybe it’d be fun to let you tear me a new one.” he  noted, the smile on his face anything but innocent as  he felt the girl’s eyes rake over him. “Well…” Jake  began, holding out a closed fist for the blonde, giving  a light little chuckle. “When you put it like that.”

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you it wasn’t  gentlemanly to let a girl win, hardly gives  us the joy of knocking you down a few pins.” she said the smirk growing as she saw them  inching up to the end of the cart, the crowd behind them starting to grow annoyed and restless at the thought of them being held up for two people to  flirt, this was New York, you had to be all for yourself and time was like crack. She loved every moment she spent here. 

[felicia-hardlytrying]

mikaylatilly:

OPEN TO ALL –

     “LISTEN, if you’re gonna watch me train like a stalker                 at least bring me food. That’s only polite.”

“It’s not exactly food but it might take that aggravated look off your face, remember when you smile the world smiles with you.”  she said her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

[felicia-hardlytrying]

helloimnotdaredevil:

Matt felt his lips curl into a vicious grin. “I’m inclined to disagree.” he began his counter argument, circling around the wafting expensive perfume she wore; standing between her and the only exit. “You enjoy hurting people. Maybe not in the same way I do, but the joy you take from them fuels your vendetta– Your addiction.” his words seemed to hang on his lips. Uttering every letter with enough emphasis and punctuation to keep her on the edge of his little show. Buying time until the police showed up.

“Stealing their precious things… because you can’t obtain your own.”

“Do not speak like you know me devil, haven’t you heard assuming makes an ass out of you.” she said copying his steps as he began to circle, ready to react to whatever he threw at her, she was trained, gracious like a cat, not to mention a faster runner than anyone ever expected. Once the adrenaline hit she was off, running into the fog. “I have everything I want in life because I’m not afraid to take it, morals have long gone those who settle aren’t creative or bold enough to live beyond the mundane. It’s why we do what we do, wars, retail complaints, racism, sexism, it’s all trying to find something that makes us feel like each breath we take makes a difference. You can’t fault me for living at a higher standard because....quite simply, You do too.”  

[felicia-hardlytrying]

alexanderosado:

“… You’re excused?” he asked, a bit confused, holding the door open for her to enter the cab. “Lady’s first– Oh, I’m taking a second cab, though. Home. I’m going home.” he added, still in a tipsy state. “Chloe would, uh, Chlo would kill me if I stayed out like this.” he addressed his entire being in one gesture.

“Have a nice night, um, Ms…?”

She nodded lightly, but everything she wanted for the night had left, leaving her tired with an all consuming emptiness wringing in her chest. She had told a doctor it was heartburn, gotten pills for it, sometimes took a smoke to ease it but it never went away. Not completely. Hopping into the cab she didn’t look over her shoulder, she didn’t want to. “Smith. Ms Smith.” she said leaning over and giving the taxi driver an address before the boy could hear. 

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alexanderosado:

“And a bite to boot.” he smirked, draping an arm around her before exiting the bar. Letting their bodies get as closer, like a pendulum. Once they were outside, Alex slid his arm away, shrugging. “You can drop the act. No guy is gonna bother you now.” he added, clearly missing the whole point of her flirting. Assuming she was using him to escape the bar with no one in toe.

His brow quirked at the question. “Um, I’m old enough to drink. If that’s what you’re wondering.” he added, hailing a cab.

She was about to turn around, invite him  to walk beside her to the abandoned werehouse by Hell’s Kitchen. The one with the holes in the roof caused by bullet holes, but letting in something  beautiful, the moon light poking through creating  a space like are that mere mortals could walk  amongst...but instead he did that. 

Every defense mechanism went up, remembering the way that a sweet boy once  talked to her, made her feel as if she was the  one in control. That she would be the only  one that could hurt him. How wrong she had  been, how easily she had allowed her heart to be broken. “Excuse me-”  she said straightening up as her walls obviously went back up. 

[fuckyeahavengingarcher]

[felicia-hardlytrying]

fuckyeahavengingarcher:

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[felicia-hardlytrying]

Text: Bishop

Bishop: So we'll go together. The store's not broken because I went without you, don't be so sensitive.

Hardy: Me? sensitive, HA.