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weinenwolf:

FELIX.

❛ Well that is all I can do right now.❜ How did things get so screwed up? He blames Madison for all of this. For meddling and blackmailing him and finally revealing the truth to everyone and fucking things up for him. Felix was having the time of his life after his so called kidnapping. Interviews, a book, hell he was working on a movie deal and that all fell apart. Now he is some low life drug addict who everyone hates. He should have left Grimmbrook and even that was impossible now. ❛ Really? ❜ Shocking. Everything was a quid pro quo kind of thing. ❛ What do you want? Or am I just going to owe you a favor? ❜

“What do I want? Is that anyway to talk to someone that can help you get what you need?” He’d tease Felix like this all day, just to watch him squirm. “Which would you rather? Do you want that over your head that you owe me or would you rather complete a task now?” He was fine with either, still unsure of what he was going to have the other man do for him. He just knew it’d be worth as much as a gun.

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carriepope:

CARRIE.

“You’re not stupid, so let’s not act like it.” Carrie spoke softly as she looked him over. “I’m hardly nobody and I’m certain you know that.” If anything, her affiliation with Ursula would have told him as much. “I need your services. I’ve heard you’re worth a pretty penny and open for hire.”

He smirked at Carrie, knowing that she was reading right through him. It was almost like she was able to match his own personality. "I’m not sure where you heard that from,” It wasn’t surprising considering that this town was so small. “Depends what you need. Lemme hear the details,” It was surprising that people didn’t know he’d take someone out for free at this point. He loved killing.

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grimm-tyler:

Tyler had learned by now how to tune out Si’s private conversations. The first couple months had been rough because Ty was kind of a nosy shit without really meaning to be, but he was loads better now. Whatever his boss wanted to talk about didn’t matter to Tyler unless Simon said it mattered to Tyler. Just because he didn’t often follow rules didn’t mean that he couldn’t.

“Heya, boss.” He said, straightening up as Simon approached. There was so much fucking space here at Alex’s, Ty could just lounge on the lawn without getting in anyone’s way. Or at least he thought he could. “No, wouldn’t dare. What’s up, do you need me?”

~~

If Simon told Tyler to jump, he expected him to do it. That was just how their friendship was. So it wasn’t surprising that he asked if he could help out. “Not unless you’re in charge of a some shipments, then yeah, I could use you,” He remarked, “Unless you wanna come with me to make a pit stop before work.” He’d make Tyler stay in the car, there was no use in creating more witnesses. “What do you say?”

#{ grimm tyler }#{ tyler : 001 }#{ conversation }

carriepope:

Carrie couldn’t help but snort when she heard the male snap at whomever was on the phone and then at the male by her left who’d looked up. Peering back at him, her brow raised slightly as dark hues flicked across the expense of his form. “You speak louder enough for everyone around you to hear the details of your call.” While she knew better than to elaborate more on that given her own involvement in shipments that needed to be distributed. “I think we should speak privately. Perhaps something you should take note of next time you’re having a sensitive conversation.”

He nodded, “Maybe that’s on purpose,” Simon wanted people to know that he was serious about his work and could sound scary. And also, be pretty damn scary. “There’s no one around,” He noted, throwing his hands up, “So tell me what do you want.”

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ursulagallegos:

“I paid you to complete a service,” she answered, eyes narrowing. He was lucky she was laser focused on this specific issue or she would have taken him to task for his first comment. “The service is as yet, incomplete. And I expect it to be completed, Mr. Church. Which means I consider you still contracted and not having earned the second half of your payment which you will receive when you’ve completed the task you were hired for.” Her voice is cold saltwater, ready to lash out, to erode earth and sting bare skin. “In fact you’re lucky I don’t demand a refund for your incompetence. You should consider yourself lucky I’m giving you the opportunity to earn the rest of your pay. Because if I wanted to go the other way, I could.” Ursula gave a dark chuckle. “Believe me when I say if you fuck with me I will blacklist you in this town, I will make sure anyone who might have had a need to hire you will understand that your skills leave much to be desired. Do I make myself clear, Mr. Church?”

“You paid me to shoot someone for you,” He reminded her. “Yeah? Contracts ain’t shit,” Simon did what he was supposed to do. How could she ask him for anything else? “And what if I don’t complete this said service?” He wanted more money if he was going to have to shoot this guy again, “You might think you have this town in your hand,” He went closer to her, hoping to look a little threatening, “But you don’t have shit. I do what I want. I did what I was supposed to do and I’m not going to be threatened. If you were to give me more money, however, I’d think about it.”

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weinenwolf:

How wise would it be to tell Simon that the money he owes is the result of some bad bets he placed at The Pit, an establishment that is owned by Javier Moreno, who happens to be a Deadly 7 member aka his friend. Not wise at all. ❛ Yeah I’m working on it. ❜ He chuckles, placing the wallet in his back pocket. Fingers already shaking from both the stress and the need to get high. Because there is nothing that can’t be fixed with Pixie, right? There was some disappointment to hear that Simon is not so inclined to get him a gun but honestly was he expecting any different? Why would anyone give him a weapon? ❛ Would I be asking you for a gun if I had one? ❜ Breathe, everything is going to be okay. ❛ I just need something to protect myself, that’s all. So if you can get one for me that would be - ❜ A sigh escapes his lips as if he suddenly realizes how stupid this sounds. Simon church is not going to just give him a gun without expecting something in return, and he is already neck deep in shit with the Deadly 7 as it is. ❛ Never mind. Not like I can afford one anyway. ❜ He just needs to find a way to pay these people and everything will be cool. ❛ Thanks, you know, for saving my ass. ❜

"Working on it doesn’t seem like enough,” He reminded the other man, knowing that if he owed him any money, his ass would probably be dead already. “I don’t just give guns away like they’re candy,” He was pretty protective of them, especially considering they were registered with a fake name. He couldn’t hand them to just anyone, especially those that he didn’t trust. “I could get one for you, if you do something for me.” He never did anything for free.

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ursulagallegos:

URSULA.

“Nothing is particularly private when you are screeching your sentiments at a level that could most likely be heard from another continent,” she clipped back smoothly, unbothered by his attempts at a thread. “Dear heavens, it sounds like you’re on the receiving end of services rendered not meeting your expectations.” Her eyes flashed dangerously, an unkind smile drifting across her features. “Do tell me what that’s like, Simon, because I cannot imagine.”

“I’m sorry, did I ask for your opinion?” God, all these fucking entilted people around here made him want to explode. Or shoot someone. "I did my job,” He figured Ursula would know not to push her damn luck with this shit, considering who he was. “It’s not my fault he has nine lives,” Usually people died from getting shot, “I’m not forgettin’ that you owe me some money still,” She had only paid for half of his hit, and even if the man was still alive, he did his part.

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"Fuckin’...I said that needed to be in by tonight, I got a business to run!” Simon yelled into his phone. The man on the other side of the call was lucky that they weren’t conversing in person. “Listen Matt, if there’s not a new shipment out by tonight, we’re gonna have a problem,” He didn’t want to make too many threats on a phone, knowing that that could be traced back. “I need my damn whiskey,” Hanging up the phone, Simon turned his head, spotting a figure. “What are you lookin’ at?” He spat out, “You better have not been eavesdropping on a private conversation.”

#grimm.start #//they could've been looking at him #or REALLY NOT #he just thinks everyone has a problem with him.

weinenwolf:

FELIX.

Everything happens in a matter of seconds. One moment he is pinned against the car and the next he is free to move and he has no idea why. Not until he sees Simon there, waving a gun at the Hector’s face and telling him to piss off. Doesn’t take long for Hector to realize his mistake and instead of having to deal with the likes of the craziest Church sibling he decides to take the high road. ❛ That? Just - no one. I owe people money, no big deal. ❜ He stretches, focusing on the ground until he finds his wallet covered in dust. ❛ Did you really have to throw it, man? ❜ Once he opened it to make sure nothing had flown out of it he released a sigh of relief to see that the bag with pixie was still there. The relief doesn’t last long because he knows that even though he has made it to see another day that Hector would be back tomorrow. ❛ Simon, do you uhm - you gotta gun I can borrow? ❜

“You might wanna make sure you get it to ‘em as soon as possible then,” He warned, knowing that he’d never be in Felix’s shoes. Simon nodded, feeling like he had to do that, “Yeah, it seemed like he wanted some money. I was just tryin’ to save your ass. But y’know, I could’ve just let him kill you. Or tell him to come back for more if that’s what you’d like,” He didn’t do favors very often, “Why would I give you a gun?” He might’ve had a knife in his boot, but he didn’t care any other guns besides his own. At least on his person. Inside of his joint was a different story. “What’s a matter? Got none for yourself?”

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#{ musings }#gun tw #???

weinenwolf:

❛ Okay, okay! Fuck! ❜ And his arm gets twisted in a way that feels almost inhuman and for a moment there he fears that it has broken or at least sprained. The side of his face hits the hood of the car and everything goes white for a brief period of time. His ears are also ringing but he can still hear the man call him a lying piece of shit. ❛ I’ll have it by tomorrow, I swear. ❜ Why is he still making promises that he knows he can’t keep? Most importantly, promises he has no intention of keeping. Everything is fun and games until you make those promises to dangerous people. “You said that two days ago motherfucker.” Fine, so he lied. Shocker. ❛ Alright, grab what’s in my wallet. I’m-I’m sure it’s all there. Just - get off me man. ❜

Giving the other man a little punch, Simon hoped that he’d back off. If not, he had his gun ready and loaded, he just had to take the safety off. He then grabbed the wallet from Felix and threw it away, “There, now lemme have a little chat,” He said to the man who initiated all this shit, “Unless you want me to shoot your foot,” He took his gun out from his pants and pointed it at his toes till he began to back off. “What’s that all about?” He asked, turning to Felix who seemed to get the brunt of everything. “Who’d you piss off?” He had been there and done that. Usually he was the one doing the job, though, not getting the shit beaten out of him.

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Stats;

Full Name: Simon Church Birthday: November 17th Zodiac sign: Scorpio Age: 37 Gender: Male Pronouns: He/him. Sexuality: Bisexual, biromantic. Occupation: Deadly Sins Member & Owner of Fairy Tails

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