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So you're still thinking of me? Just like I know you should. { Indie Felix from RVB. Adored by Alex. }

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sb: s13 was a bad time for felix

bitch s13 was great for felix he was in his prime then holy shit did you not see the prologue that shit was the best thing i’ve ever seen there’s no scene that can top that ep19 was a bad time for fe, eat me

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postthumous:

   “You really need to make up your mind,” he states. Reaper debates with himself for a moment before settling on which option he’d prefer to toy around with. Clearly, he is going with option A. 

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    in the moment that reaper decides on what to do, felix can feel his pulse racing, pushing against the fingers at his throat, war drums, a bombardment of beats against the cage of his chest. and then the decision is made and his fate is sealed.

    he feels the change when it happens. feels his sweatpants moving, being dragged down, and he feels himself half harden beneath reaper’s hips, feels himself already wanting attention there. instead what he gets is movement, hands shifting his arms and reopening barely closing wounds. hisses in pain at the pull, sparks dancing in his vision.

“    reaper, ” he breathes, an annoyed growl on his tongue as the wraith leans in close, teases the stinging lacerations. breath accelerates when he realizes reaper’s intention back at his neck, the beginnings of panic, and all thoughts go overridden by fresh stringing pain. gasps and cries out, going painfully tense. eyes screwed shut and bares his teeth, bare hips involuntarily bucking up under the wraith. “ fuck! ”

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postthumous:

   That blessing leaves quickly when Reaper solidifies again, practically straddling Felix. Releasing his mouth from flesh again there’s a soft laugh and he is leaning back just enough to give a smug grin. Red drips from his maw as his head tilts ever so slightly when he starts talking.

   “How about all three,” he mutters while tightening the fingers around Felix’s throat. Another pair of hands slide Felix’s own up above his head to keep them there, waiting to see how the mercenary reacts under him. This was new territory and he was more than willing to explore its possibilities. 

   “Or I could just kill you now like you want. That would involve a lot more biting.”

   Reaper even gnashes his teeth for emphasis, the red stark against white. 

    amber gaze glares daggers at the crimson above him, wincing as his arms are moved, feeling blood drip freer from his fresh wounds, then again as his throat is squeezed. hands curl to fists, the pain stopping him from resisting to the point of injuring himself further. tries to keep his breathing even. shallow, but even. 

    hates that he can feel himself getting hard beneath the reaper, hates that he learned to love the game over the years. fire in his gut steadily growing, along with his frustration at himself. 

“    surprise me, sweet thing. ” the habitual term slips out unbidden, strained as it is beneath tight fingers, and felix clearly mentally kicks himself for it. it’s probably the blood loss starting to get to him. yeah. that. “ douche. ”

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I didn’t even look at the other options

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postthumous:

   Reaper hums, but it sounds more like a devilish purr. He moves onto the bed now with Felix and hovers above him. There should be weight there but the wraith is almost the opposite as his darkness slithers over Felix’s form and settles. Too bad he’s still being held down by the various hands that seem to be a bit less vicious.

   “You have lied to me once already, why should I believe you now?~”

   The words are spoken into his ear, sounding far less harsh than they were before. Moving again Reaper dips his head down and bites into Felix once more- but the fangs don’t dig in quite as deep. The ghost’s malicious intentions seemed to have been drawn elsewhere, despite still drawing blood.

    there’s a light dusting of rose blooming in his cheeks as the wraith moves, finding the lack of weight as a small blessing; he’s doesn’t want to find out how his body’ll light up with someone else on top of him.

    reaper’s voice sends a chill down his spine, goosebumps rising on his skin. this is getting into dangerous territory.

    inhales sharply at the bite and turns his face away from reaper, fighting, and failing, to keep his shuddering exhale from sounding like another moan, a strangled whimper: “ fffuck.. ” struggles against the hands keeping his own down, wanting to reach for the blade under his pillow, for some kind of weapon. he hates feeling so powerless.

“    fucking kill me or get out, ” he snaps after a few gasps, his own voice sounding tinny in his ears. god fucking damn.

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postthumous:

   Reaper’s claws curve inwards to grip onto Felix, keep him from thrashing free, though the movements also cause his teeth to tear further into his shoulder. He can expect the resistance to being eaten alive but what catches the wraith off guard is the sound. A wave of confusion washes over Reaper before he’s removed his fangs from Felix’s shoulder to speak, sounding rather amused.

   “Are you enjoying this?”

   The fingers hanging loosely around Felix’s throat tighten but not enough to keep him from breathing, as if to test something. 

    he feels the moment reaper pauses and hates himself for letting the sound slip. heat warms his gut and though he gasps in sharp relief when the pressure relents, his skin burns for more. he can feel his blood dripping from the wound and fuck it hurts. he’s seeing stars, nearly blinded by it all, unsure if he’s breaking out with a cold sweat or about to.

    god damn reaper bites hard.

    his chin lifts at the squeeze and he feels his chest tighten, breath hitching slightly. not necessarily because of the wraith above him, but from the fight he knows he’ll have to make to stay grounded in the here and now.

“    no, fuck you. just kill me already. ”

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postthumous:

   “My humanity was taken away years ago, I am not even bones or flesh anymore,” he speaks with a shrug and then clamps a hand down over Felix’s mouth. As amusing as he could be there wasn’t much need to actually listen. So far no one else had decided to act in such a way towards him but, hey, Reaper was always open to something new in his life.. afterlife ?

   Although his face seemed Human, it also was just enough not so that it was uncanny. Of course that lasts for all of a second or two before he is opening his jaws quite a bit wider than they should and leaning in close to Felix. As he does the hand over the Mercenary’s mouth shifts to linger on his throat instead, and many sharpened points dig into the crook of Felix’s neck.

    grins under reaper’s palm when he’s smothered, though it flickers from existence as the wraith leans down, when he catches glimpse of all those teeth. fuck.

    agony sears from every puncture, heartrate skyrocketing under reaper’s fingers, and the mercenary can’t help but yelp in pain, body jerking as he tries to twist away. unfortunately, he also can’t help the sudden spike of heat in his gut, can’t help the way his yelp almost crumbles into a moan. fucking god damn it. sets his jaw and glares up at the ceiling, giving a low, annoyed hum. tries not to focus at the hand at his throat, swallowing hard against reaper’s palm.

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postthumous:

   “Oh, I was planning on killing you regardless of having told the truth or not.” Reaper reaches up with one of his many hands to pull back his mask, grinning.

   “I want to say I am disappointed you recovered so well after my last visit but I prefer it this way. Flesh is better when it isn’t so tense.” He allows those words to settle in before his gaze wanders. A deep hum rumbles out as his hands begin to move and pull the blanket off of Felix and onto the floor.

    lets out a huff of laughter, muttering, “ so sorry you had to be a return customer, i know how inconvenient that can be. we’re sorry your order isn’t in store right now, but if you want, we can ship your items in from another store. ” casts him a big bright smile. retail voice.

“    that’s a little nasty, dude. unsanitary too. i’d call it cannibalism but i’m a little fuzzy on what you are, thanks. ” reaches out when reaper strips away felix’s blanket, protesting with a, “ what the fuck, come on, it’s cold in here. ” treating this as if he isn’t about to die. great coping methods, felix.

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postthumous:

   Reaper’s eyes narrow, but there lies a smirk hidden with it.  “You lied to me,” he mutters coarsely. “Rolling over won’t make me go away.”

   Reaper is moving away from the wall and stepping closer until he’s looming over the edge of the bed, and then suddenly there are hands on Felix. Feels like half a dozen at least and all with claws. But they do not bring harm, yet. No, they just pull Felix onto his back so he is forced to face the Wraith. At least he isn’t absolutely horrifying like last time.

   “It seems like your partner isn’t here to come save you this time.”

    grumbles in protest when he’s shifted but doesn’t put up a fight, too tired to care right now. while dread chews at his gut, annoyance sits heavier with him. crosses his arms if he can, shifting to cover his feet back up with the blanket.

    if he’s gonna die, damn it, he wants to be comfortable.

“    don’t get mad at me because you decided to trust the word of a mercenary. ”

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Hey, Felix, you hear that? Thought not. Reaper might be malicious but he could also arrive on the wind just the same. To catch the mercenary asleep again was certainly a treat too. So, instead of waking him up like last time, the ghost leans against the wall and crosses his arms. He can wait this out with all the time the world has to offer.

    guess reaper’s just gonna be waiting for a good few hours. felix shifts now and again, but falls right the fuck back asleep. it’s only when that shifting becomes more frequent and he rolls over to face the wraith that he finally pulls himself away.

    amber eyes drift open and he simply looks at the dark shadows along his wall, clearly not awake enough to recognize the danger he’s in, the danger he’s - quite literally - staring at the face of.

    it takes all of five seconds, but if he realizes who’s in the room, he doesn’t show it. instead, he just rolls right the fuck over, turning his back to reaper (even though he feels immensely vulnerable doing so).

– @postthumous

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► shut the fuck up -seasonedsoldier

– @seasonedsoldier || as you wish | accepting

[ashleystlawrence]

whether you are RED Team, or BLUE Team. there is one thing we can all agree on.

we were all fuck robbed of of this awesome Sword fight.

[powerfulpomegranate]

I FEEL THIS PAIN EVERY GODAMN DAY OF MY LIFE

[synnesai]

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ when ya thirsty and u gotta get/make ur own water

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asthebeatdrops:

Waitaminute—what word would you use?

inspiring. spirited. original. pick your favorite.

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Let's play 'fuck, marry, kill'

Leave 3 names in my inbox and I’ll tell you who I’d fuck, marry or kill

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asthebeatdrops:

yike.

i mean that’s not the word i’d use for you but alright.

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