I'm still here....

You thought you were rid of me, huh? Thought you could just kill me? I'll admit, the swan dive was interesting and gave a good view of the planet. Most would think you'd become changed. But no. The only person I trusted, turned their back on me. Not everything was as it was at face value. I had no choice in anything before.But now? Now this is for me.

[thetrashcanlives]

Guess who returns...

Is he smugly trotting around with a pride flag over his stark white suit?

Yes. Yes he is. Don’t mind the man.

[thetrashcanlives]

The old Merc finds himself lurking, slipping around to settle in a bar, at ease with a small grin, adorned in his old suit with his form showing no shame in still being alive.

[inkkemulsion-deactivated2023100]

Art for @thetrashcanlives, the handsome boi Felix <3 He hadn’t gotten a full body piece yet so I had to remedy that. Love you Felix!!!

[thetrashcanlives]

Guess who returns...

Is he smugly trotting around with a pride flag over his stark white suit?

Yes. Yes he is. Don’t mind the man.

[apexpolaris]

“Oh the mask always stays on. I’m not about to break that habit with you,” he muses, humour in his tone as he watches them glancing over escape routes the same way he often did. A clear give away they weren’t just a civilian much like he theorised.

He sets the knife away calmly, gaze cool as he crosses his arms, hands hidden behind the half cloak he often toted around his shoulders. Body language lax and calm- for now.

“One slight issue. I don’t much enjoy mixing business and pleasure- it’s a competitive industry after all and equipment doesn’t pay for itself. Too easy to get backstabbed and betrayed…” He looks them over, assessing them as a threat behind the comfort of his visor and hood. 

“So, Mr.Lurtrell, was it? Care to tell me why you have such a high price on that handsome face of yours, and why I should just turn around and forget we even met?” The hacker purrs, the low tone of his voice clear even through the distortion his mask offered.

[thetrashcanlives]

Hearing that age old name, the one buried for more than two thirds of his life was a shock to his system, but he showed no sign of it. All sultry sweet tones faded as a brow went up.

“Not mixing? Oh, who hurt you in the past I wonder.” He chuckled, shrugging as he moved one arm, inspecting his nails almost lazily, the flag flowing with each action. To know that bounty was traced to him outside of his armour, was only slightly concerning. The only time he knows someone may have been able to identify him is that one blond shoved under Lozano’s desk. But he heard she died not long after from an overdose, long before the issues on Chorus. “There’s a bounty on my head? News to me. Then again, doesn’t every bounty hunter and intelligence gatherer get a mark against them eventually? Probably some big name criminal angry because I put he or his men behind bars... Or in the ground.” He shrugs, shifting his weight to one leg, looking the definition of lax and bored.

“As for turning around, call it a business plan. You walk away alive, I walk away alive, seems a fair deal. Alongside the business plan, you get a partner watching your back and feeding you all the intel your heart could desire. Seeing as I know there are three people currently trying to hunt you down, Mr. Lindar.” he looked into the other’s mask, black and orange eyes gleaming slightly. “So, I can either a, give you names, weaknesses and positions. B, give you their heads and bounty rewards. Or c, you kill me and wonder who’s after you and when they’re going to strike, leaving you sleepless for longer than needed.” he shrugs again, moving slightly. “But then again, can you trust me? Judging by your track record Polaris. I’d wager you hardly trust yourself, let alone anyone else.” With this he, once again, held his arms out as if to welcome the other trying to kill him, eyes locked on the other. A silent call for the other to make his move.

[thetrashcanlives]

Guess who returns...

Is he smugly trotting around with a pride flag over his stark white suit?

Yes. Yes he is. Don’t mind the man.

[apexpolaris]

Oh, he minds. 

“…Pretty thing like you, in such a clean suit like that? Needs a little more decoration if you ask me.” The mercenary flashes a smirk at them, not that they’d know under the mask and hood. Under his cloak a glint of a knife is shown playfully, hitting the light just right.

“Though in reflection? I’d prefer to get a little more hands on and just remove the suit entirely.”

[thetrashcanlives]

An eyebrow raised at the other, orange eyes drifting over the other’s body slowly, taking note of several pieces along the way. So, this is either a man after the bounty, or a random encounter. he thought idly, smirking as his eyes flicked back up almost lazily, hands spreading open wide, taking the flag with them. “I’m open to suggestions, handsome. Tell me the mask stays on, adds to the charm, I think.” he chuckles, mind working over the exits he knew in the space and how to work around the city he’d found home in temporarily. I’ve lived through too much to die in a white suit with a pride flag.

[thetrashcanlives]

Long Time No See ||OPEN||

It was a simple thing, really. The sky was warm with dawn, the dew from the night still clung to every surface outside. The world seemed so fresh, so pure.

“Long time no see.”

Four words, spoken with a low hum of satisfaction, a stubborn attitude to just staying dead, but almost soft, pleading for patience, broke the purity of the moment.

There, to the front of the being enjoying the sunrise, stood black and orange armour, obnoxious in its tones, and even furthered by the voice that it bore. Like a ghost haunting the universe, they stood like a faux memory of the past, yet unmistakably real as they held hands up in surrender.

[thetrashcanlives]

The Shark Is Back ||CLOSED||

It was a rush of movement, yelling, shouting, fighting, but when it all cleared, a familiar Black and Orange armour stood, energy sword alight at his side as the dead forms of once living humans lay scattered at his feet.

The sound of movement had the helmet slowly turn, fresh blood glistening on the scuffed up armour and the man dropped the dying human he had been holding.

“Well well well, that’s a face I didn’t expect.” the words are purred out with a sultry lilt as the figure straightened, all too familiar movements fluid as bloodied blade fell to his side, his frame facing Sharkface like he wasn’t a ghost walking. “How you doing, Sharkie?” he purred, the gleam of a visor reflecting the black pits of hell he had somehow crawled back up from.

( @redemption-in-flames )

[thetrashcanlives]

Long Time No See ||OPEN||

It was a simple thing, really. The sky was warm with dawn, the dew from the night still clung to every surface outside. The world seemed so fresh, so pure.

“Long time no see.”

Four words, spoken with a low hum of satisfaction, a stubborn attitude to just staying dead, but almost soft, pleading for patience, broke the purity of the moment.

There, to the front of the being enjoying the sunrise, stood black and orange armour, obnoxious in its tones, and even furthered by the voice that it bore. Like a ghost haunting the universe, they stood like a faux memory of the past, yet unmistakably real as they held hands up in surrender.

[thetrashcanlives]

SUP BITCHES!

OH YOU AREN’T DREAMING BITCHES, FELIX IS BACK AND HE’S HERE TO STAB YOUR LIVES!

LIKE THIS IF YOU WANT TO WRITE WITH THIS LITTLE SHIT AGAIN AS I RETURN FROM THE LAND OF VOLTRON!

[thetrashcanlives]

SUP BITCHES!

OH YOU AREN’T DREAMING BITCHES, FELIX IS BACK AND HE’S HERE TO STAB YOUR LIVES!

LIKE THIS IF YOU WANT TO WRITE WITH THIS LITTLE SHIT AGAIN AS I RETURN FROM THE LAND OF VOLTRON!

[thetrashcanlives]

PSA

I think I’m done with tumblr. I will be checking it over the next few weeks to get peoples discord and such, but I am not able to stay here any longer. I’m so sorry to everyone who wanted to write with me, but I can’t do tumblr anymore with these stupid rules of theirs. I’m too terrified to write for fear of my blog being taken away. I love you all and if you wanna write with me elsewhere, message me your discord and I’ll hit you up whenever I can.

Its a sad day to finally leave here.

[thetrashcanlives]

SUP BITCHES!

OH YOU AREN’T DREAMING BITCHES, FELIX IS BACK AND HE’S HERE TO STAB YOUR LIVES!

LIKE THIS IF YOU WANT TO WRITE WITH THIS LITTLE SHIT AGAIN AS I RETURN FROM THE LAND OF VOLTRON!

[guitarplayermrs]

I’m here. Ily.

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[woodiestcomic]

I actually did research for this for a school project. It’s true that every 40 seconds, someone kills themselves. It is also important to note that for every suicide, there is aprox 20 attempted suicides, and that most suicides occur between the ages 15-29. This means that in a year, 800 000 people kill themselves and 16 000 000 people try, a majority of which are teenagers and young adults.

Why are we not working harder to prevent this?

[askbigbrolucifer]

Two freaks are better then one || @thetrashcanlives

[thetrashcanlives]

askbigbrolucifer:

thetrashcanlives:

askbigbrolucifer:

Anthony pressed the face mask against the others lips curling his finger in between the others closing his eyes slowly humming as he pressed the other against the wall. Anthony’s free hand caressed the back of the others head weaving his fingers through the others hair humming lightly before separating putting his hand out to burn the scientist to a crisp turning Isaac. “After you my love” Anthony mused bowing slightly

Isaac purred low at the smell of burning flesh, their dear doctor still to be found, the poor simple scientist that had been running the machines now a lump on the floor.

He moaned as the other moved back after riling him up. But he chuckled low, glitching in to nip the other’s neck before sparking down the hall with a sing song tone of glee.

Anthony took a big breath in almost purring with glee at his work his toes curled before he ran after his love. Anthony used his other powers over darkness to help him float along after the other killing those he could see all the while stealing kisses from his love. “This is fun my love, you always know how to make a man smile” he mused even though he was really able to smile

Isaac laughed wildly, skidding along and sparking people to crisps, loving the feeling of blood hitting his skin. With each death, they got closer and closer to the good doctor.

“ Ǫh̛ d͡o̡n’t I ͏jùs̀t?͘” he asked and laughed again, vicious and cruel. “ I҉̀́ ̷͡w̴̢͢a̕n̷҉t t͘͡o̢͡ ҉ma̢k̕͡e͘͜ ́̕ḩ͢i̵s ̷̡ti͏m̧e͞ ͜͡ǹ̛i͡cè̵͟ ͏aǹ̕d͢ ̧s̷l҉o̶w̴.̴ Ś͢o̶̢m̶̕e̶t̶h̨i̶͡n̴͘g ͞s̴p͏͟͟e̴c̢̡̕ia͟l,̴̕ ̧͡͏y̡’̕k̡͘n͢ow̶?͟ ” he trotted towards the bunker where the man laid, glitching through the thick door and opening it for his love from the inside.

“ H̢̯̠̰͇̤̹͎͚̕͢è̸̪̼͕͝l҉̴̥͓̹̫̞̳̦ͅl͈̻̘͍̮͎̕o͉̠̺̠͔̻,̲̦̪ ̶͓̮͙͎̟̘͝D̼̹̜̦͈o̧̡͓͍͙̹̭̻͇̘͞ͅc̞̱̦͘͟ͅt͟͏͍̮̝̳͡ǫ̪̩r̤̖̗̦͓̳.͢͏͇̙͎̱̳̮͉̮͘” he purred wickedly.

[septic-rp]

A new home

[thetrashcanlives]

bingsepticeyerping:

Bing noticed the other’s reaction before kneeling behind him and gently hugged him, hoping to comfort him. He didn’t mean to hurt his feelings or make him sad, he just wanted to help.

“B-breathe-the Mark-ark, f-five seconds-s in, hold f-five-ive seconds-s, out f-five seconds, h-hold-old five s-seconds-s, r-repeat-eat f-five times-imes,” Bing says softly as he rubbed Mark’s arms.

Bing made note of what he should say next time, hopefully then he’d actually help rather than make Mark sad and be on the verge of either crying or having a panic attack.

Mark made a small noise at the embrace before following the orders, closing his eyes in a desperate attempt to gain control of himself. He wheezed one breath at a time.

You can’t escape yourself, Mark.

The voice echoing from deep inside had him screaming and scrambling away from the other, falling off the couch, face first into the table before slumping to the ground.

[thetrashcanlives]

Leave Me Alone ||CLOSED||

Dark knew trying to get away from the other when they were determined was practically impossible. But still he had to try on basic principle.

“ Fo̷r҉ t͟he͢ lov̷e ͏o͡f̸.̨... P͟l͏ease ͞leav̢e ̴m̸e͢ th̨e ̧he͡ll̡ ͏a̴lone͢.͠ “ he had growled the words out, his anger making his voice echo at the end, his form repeating itself in a green and red hue before sparking back to himself.

[askbigbrolucifer]

Two freaks are better then one || @thetrashcanlives

[thetrashcanlives]

askbigbrolucifer:

thetrashcanlives:

askbigbrolucifer:

Anthony jolted when Isaac was taken over and electricity and jolts of lightening wrapped around the machines around them breaking each and everyone. With the electricity even the chains that held the two seemed to just break away. Anthony fell to the ground his nostrils flaring slowly getting up he looked around seeing an outline of a figure or so he thought it was only to be proven right when Isaac or who used to be Isaac spoke into his ear. Anthony hummed happily before he took isaacs hand the fire he had power over swirling around their hands and around his own free hand before it shot out hitting the door making the door fly to the other end of the room. “Yes let’s have fun” he mused the look on his eyes looking a bit manic.

Isaac purred and kissed the other where a mouth would be, curling their fingers together in what they had come to know as a very intimate Vulcan kiss - because his nerdiness found ways around their current problems kissing.

It had been a very long time since the other had arrived. They had even worked to fix the stomach machine for the other, to try and find a way to hide the needed weakness for a more permanent model of super soldier.

But what they didn’t account for, was Isaac’s mutation. They had expected him to die and slowly cook in front of the other. But instead, his body glitched in places, like a virus on a computer, flickering in and out yet remaining solid. His voice and laughter echoed over one another, creating an eerie double tone.

Now they had made two abominations. And they were out for blood.

Anthony pressed the face mask against the others lips curling his finger in between the others closing his eyes slowly humming as he pressed the other against the wall. Anthony’s free hand caressed the back of the others head weaving his fingers through the others hair humming lightly before separating putting his hand out to burn the scientist to a crisp turning Isaac. “After you my love” Anthony mused bowing slightly

Isaac purred low at the smell of burning flesh, their dear doctor still to be found, the poor simple scientist that had been running the machines now a lump on the floor.

He moaned as the other moved back after riling him up. But he chuckled low, glitching in to nip the other’s neck before sparking down the hall with a sing song tone of glee.