life is unfair

we could hold hands until we're dead, and all we'll be is friends

[felixmyers]

meekmuses​:

Rowan grimaced as she looked up at Felix and then back at her seat on the tree. “I did that with actual nails… They took them and used them to pinch one of my tires.” A dejected shrug, “And also I’m not sure about putting sharp, pokey things so close to the place where I sit…” She blushed a little and finally turned to face her friend. “Hi, Fee. Looking as handsome as ever.”

“How often would you sit on the bottom of the seat, though?” He frowns and gestures towards her with a nod. “Who are these assholes, anyway?” He’s always known she was picked on, never had names, though. He gives half a grin, head still hazy. “Feeling as great as ever. How have you been doing?” Obviously not the greatest, given her situation. He turns back to the problem, folding his arms. “I think I could climb that tree, probably.” Felix, you’ll do something stupid, you move your body like a newborn deer.

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Rowan sighed dejectedly, shoulders slumped even more as she took in the scene in front of her. The seat of her bike was wedged in between two branches next to the bicycle rack in the main entrance to the library. The jocks had done it again, or maybe it was the cheerleaders. Or the guy that lived below her apartment that was always scowling at her… Or anybody, really. Rowan knew she was most definitely not liked at the school or around town even if she tried to keep a low profile. And the seat of a bicycle was a pretty important part. She had tried using a ruler to push it out, but she wasn’t close at all. The perks of being underweight and 5′1. 

With another sigh, she looked around but she didn’t see any familiar faces. She had to make it home before Father was home or before it rained… God knew her rickety bike could barely take regular pavement let alone water and puddles. And she did not want to make him angry before a long weekend, whether he was going to work or not. 

So Rowan took one last look around and started throwing her water bottle at the tree, waiting to see if her seat would just fall down.

[felixmyers]

Lightly toasted from the oil cartridge that rested in his shirt pocket, Felix wanted to go on a walk, and on a walk he went. Before he could even get into a walk, there was Rowan, right in front of him. She seemed upset about something, so he didn’t want to yell across the street. He crossed after some a soccer mom drove by and stood by her side, looking up at the same problem she was facing; a bike seat in a tree. Not the problem he anticipated, but a problem he was okay with. “You know, you should probably glue thumb tacks to the bottom of that thing.”

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thrustfists‌:

He rolls his eyes dramatically for a second time, trying (and failing) to suppress the grin on his face. ‘‘ we tend to use the backyard garbage, babe. ’’ he says, gesturing vaguely. 

Felix immediately drags whatever buildable rubbish there was to the side of the house, then scales his lanky self up the heap to his boyfriend’s window. “Can I kiss you? Or do you want me to keep away?” Felix himself didn’t care, he’d been so deprived of his boyfriend all he wanted was to experience him again. But he couldn’t assume Danny felt the same.

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thrustfists‌:

‘‘ That’s so not true, well, I mean, it’s true that they’re all ugly, but they so look like certain names. ’’ she says with such certainty. ‘‘ my ma was gonna call me Posie but than i popped out and she was like ‘nope, this demon doesn’t look like a Posie. ’ ’’ 

“And you think I popped out looking like a Eugene, huh?” He probably should be offended.

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thrustfists‌:

He rolls his eyes at Felix’s words, but the grin on his face doesn’t melt away. It rarely does around the other. GOD, he missed him. he had missed him so much. He wants to reach out and touch him, kiss him. ‘‘ What’d you think of my hoodie? ’’ he says teasingly, ‘‘ It’s a bit big, clearly made for lankier fuckers, and not the most stylish piece, but i think i can pull it off. ’’

Motormouth over here. Every syllable that fell from Danny’s lips was a second wasted. “Cut the small talk. Is there a ladder or something I could climb up?” He wouldn’t admit it, but he was practically dying with how affection-starved he’s been.

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‘‘ Zachary? ’’ she repeats skeptically, ninety percent sure that he’s lying. ‘‘ you sure as hell don’t look like a Zachary, so I’m still going with Eugene. ’’ 

A frown hit his face. “What do you mean I don’t look like a Zachary? No baby pops out looking like a certain name, they all just kinda pop out looking gross.”

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thrustfists‌:

‘‘ you’ve made some valid points there, Beanstalk. ’’ she says with an eyeroll, adjusting slightly so that she can get a better look at the other. ‘‘ so, if you’re not a EUGENE or a DEXTER, what are you? ’’

He smirks, sitting forward in his seat, both legs on the ground now. Jack Skellington motherfucker. “I’m a Zachary, nice to meet you.” Felix hadn’t been a shithead in too long. He was long overdue. There was barely any prank here, but being able to introduce yourself held a lot of power.

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thrustfists‌:

Danny’s laying on the mattress in a pair of grey sweatpants and one of the hoodies he stole from Felix’s wardrobe a while back. He can hear Mila belly laughing in the room next door over his music, Douglas is clearly in a good mood today, which makes a massive difference in the house. STILL, he’s not in any rush to leave the safety of the bedroom where he can mindlessly scroll through Instagram without disturbance, and that’s exactly what he’s doing when Felix’s text comes through. As the words flash up on his screen, he pulls the headphones out of his ears and jumps up, pulling down the cardboard that they placed over the window in an attempt to keep out the cold. ‘‘ Hey stranger,’’ he says with a grin, practically leaning out.

There were a few birds flying around that occupied his attention before he heard a shift from above him. He could barely contain himself standing up to look up towards his boyfriend. Once he locked his eyes on him, a bright smile struck his face, crinkling his eyes nearly shut. Damn, he was lucky. He loved that kid so much. “Look at me. You ever expect to see me pulling a Romeo and Juliet, huh?” He can’t yell it up. He can’t even talk normal volume. He had to try to stay quiet while projecting, otherwise there could be blood.

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@thrustfists​

Pulling up to his boyfriend’s house, Felix skips his residency and parks four houses down. This house only had an old woman with who caught him parking there once. She had a lovely conversation with him, learning the reason of his visit. She was more than happy to let him park there as long as he wasn’t a stranger. He pulls the keys out of the ignition, then steps out of the car. He gives a wave to Ingrid, who was watching from the window with her shawl on, waving right back. For as much of a shithead Felix was, he had a thing with old people. He walked through Danny’s yard, around the back while avoiding windows to make sure Douglas didn’t see him. Once he was clear, he sat under Danny’s window and sent him a quick text, “Look down.” Rocks at the window is outdated and far too attention-seeking.

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thrustfists‌:

‘‘ are you telling me you’re not a Eugene? damn. ’’ she says with mock annoyance. ‘‘ how many Irish people have you met called Kelsey? in fact, how many Irish people have you met period? ’’

“You struck out on that one, sorry about that.” She was interesting, definitely. “Alright, hear me out. Kids are named Apple. Alright? Kanye’s kid is North. Anything can happen.” He pauses, then shrugs. “Beats me, I don’t ask people their shit.”

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thrustfists‌:

“ I don’t know, something dorky. Maybe Eugine. Or Dexter. what do you think my name is? ’’  

Felix’s mouth falls agape with feigned hurt. “You think I’m a Eugene? Damn. Alright, you look like a Savannah. Or a June.” He pauses, looking closer at her. “Kelsey?”

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text @ shortstack

Danny: i would love that sm but u would have to come 2 the bedroom window and we dont have glass on it lol

Felix: oh no.... no glass..... nothing to prevent a kiss... oh no.... what will we do???

Felix: i'm getting my keys now

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thrustfists‌:

“ so not much different to how most of our lives are now, sounds great. ’’ it’s laced with sarcasm, eyes rolling to the heavens. ‘‘ yeah, even sitting down i can tell you’re a fucking giant. so beanstalk it is, beanstalk.’’

“All I’m saying is, every adult I encounter is miserable in their own way. So I’m not hitting eighteen with high expectations.” Felix grins slightly, turning his body more towards her. Now she actually had his attention. “Okay, fair. So, if my name wasn’t beanstalk, I’m curious; what do you think my name would be?”

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text @ shortstack

Danny: ok true

Danny: I miss u

Felix: I MISS YOU

Felix: do you want me to drive to your house and we can talk through the windows

Felix: i won't be able to kiss you but also i might not be able to not kiss you

[felixmyers]

text @ shortstack

danny: you wanna fight?

Felix: if you ever accidentally hurt me you'd freak out how would we fight

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thrustfists‌:

“ Yeah, that must be it. JESUS, how fucking sad. ’’ She leans down and pulls her phone out of her bag, glancing at the door before doing so. ‘‘ what are you, a human biologist or something?  ’’ the words come out a little too fast, and she wonders if he’ll be able to decipher what she’s saying through the thick Irish accent. ‘‘ that sounds .. very sad. very sad indeed, beanstalk. ’’

“That’s what I imagine adulthood is. Just... Really sad.” That was edgy. Way to make a good impression. “Nah, just a dude who figures out people. Not a desirable trait.” Felix, what the fuck are you talking about, edge-lord? He looks over at her, finger twirled in his curls. “That’s my name now? Nothing else comes to mind?”

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text @ shortstack

danny: ... no

danny: they're ugly but they smell like u

Felix: you're the biggest baby i know