#felixchat

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circus/berlin wow I do a lot of transitional threads

felix grave and astra @rviner

The tension hadn't left Felix since he'd stepped out of Kenzie's trailer. Her words replayed in his head as he practically marched his way through the circus, steps hitting the ground harder than usual. By the time he reached Astra's tent, he'd worked himself up again, jaw tight as he watched some poor soul step out from her reading, looking half dazed. Astra emerged next but he didn't give her a chance to speak. Without a word, Felix reached for her wrist, wrapping his fingers around it in a way that was firm but careful, guiding her with him. "Come on, let's go." he said, barely glancing back at the small crowd gathered outside, waiting for their own glimpse into the future.

"That was the last one. Come back tomorrow." he announced sharply, not missing the grumbles from the group as they began to disperse. Once they were clear of the crowd, he slowed his pace, his eyes finally settling on Astra. Felix's gaze softened, but that familiar, stubbornness remained. "Kenzie's bringing Nova back tomorrow." he told her, his voice quieter. "So, we should go out. Just us tonight." Felix could feel the words sticking in his throat, a challenge to the judgments that had been thrown at them in Kenzie's trailer.

Maybe he didn't have the exact words for it, but he knew he wanted to make a point. He wanted to prove that tomorrow, Kenzie would stop by and even while Astra nursed the night, she would still be a good mother. Nova would still be loved, cared for. "I have the pills." Felix said, dipping his hand into his pocket, fingers brushing the bag. A small thought flickered, wondering if this was proving any point other than his own selfishness and indulgence.

His steps slowed to a stop, just shy of the archway that would let them slip into the city of Berlin for the night. He paused, glancing at their escape before he turned to Astra. Felix studied her, searching for any glimpse of her wide pupils in the low lights as his hand cupped her face. He couldn't help it, a slow grin formed over his lips as he looked down at her, dropping a kiss to her forehead, the hold against her chin firmer to hold her in place. "I love you." he said, gently shaking her face as his grin grew, an intensity in his tone. Words that were an unshakable reality. "Everything about you. Do you know that?" and it wasn't a question.

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Felix could stay like this forever, holding Astra on the edge of pleasure, keeping her just there. Watching her body tremble and hearing every sound she made when his cock dragged firmly against her wet cunt. "That's it, I know you can. You're such a good girl for me." he murmured, his tone low as he pressed his mouth to the corner of her lips, swallowing each of her desperate gasps with a kiss. Every slick slide of his against her was deliberate, pressing over her clit and groaning as her hips bucked against him. "Keep going, baby. My beautiful girl." he urged Astra gently, the grip on her hips helping her find that friction she needed to come undone.

He could feel her getting closer with every soft whimper as she arched against him, pressing for more. "There?" he asked, half-mocking her desperate pleas, the way her body twisted at the feeling, but his grip held her firmly. Every shift of her hips made her cunt clench against him, coating his cock with her slick excitement and he let out a satisfied groan, feeling the way her release built. "There we go." he encouraged her, helping her get closer and closer. Felix knew exactly when she hit that breaking point, her moans tipping into something frantic as her body pulsed around him, coming hard against his cock. "Oh, fuck, that's it, baby." Felix murmured, groaning as her cries filled the space between them. His fingers dug deeper into her hips as she coated him, but he didn't stop. Keeping his pace slow, making sure to draw every tremor out until she was breathless against him.

"You're so perfect." he whispered, letting the moment drift into something more tender. Felix kept his cock dragging steadily along her soaked and sensitive cunt, the wet sounds between them made him grin, a thrill sparking through him at how he could leave her this wrecked. Still moving with her, he leaned down, placing gentle kisses along her jaw, scattering them down to her neck as his grip shifted, wrapping a strong arm under her body. In one swift move, he lifted her, knowing her legs would instinctively wrap around him, her arms draped around his shoulders as he shifted with her weight, guiding her into his lap.

"Here, angel. I want you like this." he muttered, his voice soft against her lips. Felix took his time settling Astra over him, guiding her legs to straddle him. Her body fit perfectly against him. She always did. In his arms and chest to chest, he could feel their quickened heartbeats drumming, the way they both caught their breath together. He took time to savor the way she looked, flushed, her wild curls, eyes hazy. And not an inch of her skin was untouched by his hands, palms gliding over her arms, her chest, fingers brushing over her stiff nipples.

A hand wound into Astra's hair, his tongue moving languidly over hers while his other hand slipped between their bodies, lining his cock with her soaked cunt. A deep groan rumbled in his chest as he sank into her, inch by inch, the pressure around his cock dizzying as he let her set her weight against him, the way her slick walls stretched to take him. "Oh, fuck." Felix hissed out. But the pace was slower, the position more intimate, the one Astra always said she loved. Something about it connecting souls, which made Felix smirk even now to think about.

But she wasn't wrong, like this he could look into her eyes as his hands moved to her hips, guiding a gentle grind of them, back and forth, as his cock buried deeper into her, filling her cunt completely. His breath sharpened with every roll of her hips, ensuring he met her steady pace. "Tilt back, just a little." he muttered with a small brush of his nose against hers, grinning as his hands gently stroked to her back, letting her lean into his touch. "Mm, like that." every rock of her hips at this angle made his cock nudge deeper into her drenched cunt, his groans lower and longer as he felt the tight grip of her around his throbbing length.

The rhythm strayed slow, every grind of her hips pushing her deeper onto his cock. A low groan escaped him as he felt her walls tighten around him with each shift, his hands anchoring her movements to keep her hips rocking back and forth. "You feel incredible." Felix whispered, teeth grazing her jaw before he kissed her again, rougher this time, fingers sliding up to bury in her hair as they moved together. He let one hand slip down between their bodies, his thumb circling her clit, applying just enough pressure. He felt the shudder run through her as his touch moved over her, matching the rhythm of her hips grinding against him.

But there was no rush to make Astra fall over the edge, not now. Felix wanted to savor every moment of her grinding with his cock buried deep inside her. A hand explored over her body, not an inch of her left untouched, his mouth dipping to kiss and bite gently over her flushed skin. Every movement of her hips, slow and steady made him groan, cock pulsing with need against the slick walls of her cunt.

"I changed my mind, Felix! I didn't mean it." Astra whines and her sighs turn into ragged gasps when Felix's hand joins hers, their fingers working over her slick cunt. She tries to follow his lead, but each deliberate touch from him unravels her focus, and it's impossible to find the rhythm she craves. Her free hand clutches at the sheets, her body arching and twisting as Felix's fingers tease over her clit, each stroke tortuously light yet devastating, sending jolts of pleasure that make her shudder beneath him. Her wrists may be free, but she feels even more helpless, the soft murmur of his praise flooding her senses, driving her closer to the edge she can't reach on her own.

He watches her with that maddening grin, his eyes dark and heavy with satisfaction, and it's both intoxicating and infuriating. She moves, desperate, trying to push herself further, but his grip keeps her anchored, controlling each touch, each inch of friction that her body receives. Astra's voice breaks, her pleas filled with frustration as she tries to keep pace, her fingers circling her own clit, but the touch pales in comparison to his. "Felix, please, baby, I'm…I need more." her hips roll, seeking him, her breath ragged as she struggles to hold herself steady, every slick movement against him driving her wild.

When his hand covers hers, pressing her fingers harder, the sensation is so intense that her breath catches in her throat. The high amplifies everything, every touch magnified, and the heat spirals through her veins, pooling low in her stomach, ready to snap. "Yes, fuck, like that." she gasps, each circle of their joined hands sending a new wave of pleasure crashing over her. His praise, that low rumble of good girl hits her harder than she could have anticipated, her body trembling beneath him. She tilts her head up, their mouths meeting in a rough, heated kiss, her voice nothing but a muffled moan as he takes control, her taste lingering with the heat of his mouth.

And then he pulls away, moving lower, and at first Astra gasps out. Needy, annoyed, watching him with a look full of anticipation. And when the head of his cock drags slow against her soaked cunt, she moans out at the contact, each pass a teasing grind that's driving her to madness. She's so close, her cunt clenching desperately with every gliding touch, feeling every second stretch with unbearable pleasure. "Fuck, I can..." Astra nods, feeling the way her body tenses, her hips rocking instinctively for that sweet friction. The slick sound against her only drives her crazier, and she can’t help but gasp out as the pleasure builds, pushing her closer to the brink. "Oh my God, it feels so good." she breathes, her fingers digging into his arm as her hips buck up to meet him, thighs trembling as he keeps her dancing on the edge.

The slow, torturous rhythm he sets, sliding against her cunt, leaving her wet and desperate, makes her whimper, her voice a breathy, broken plea. She bites her lip, her gaze locked onto his, every inch of her skin tingling as he continues, never quite giving her the release she's desperate for. "Oh, fuck. Felix." she pants, her voice quivering, a frustrated tremor beneath the longing. She can feel the heat radiating off him, and every grind of his cock against her clit is maddening, her thighs locking around him as the tension coils within her.

Finally, as he tightens his grip on her hips, pressing himself harder against her, Astra's back arches. The firmer touch over her cunt, the way his hard cock pushes against her clit makes a shuddering gasp escape her lips. "Oh fuck, right there, right there." Astra moans, her hips grinding to him, faster. She can feel the pressure building, ready to snap at any second and when it does, her release is intense. Raw and sudden from how long Felix has kept her teetering on the edge. From how long he's denied her it. Pleasure rushes from her cunt and her voice breaks in a cry. His name leaves her in a long, loud moan as her vision blurs, her hands gripping onto his arms as he continues to drag his cock over her sensitive cunt. She feels utterly consumed, her hips rolling with out each pulse, her body molded to his, breathless and completely, beautifully undone.

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Felixchat nicknames be like

Dutchess, Queen, some variant on my lady: broke, awkward, lacks the pun and it makes him sound desperate and pathetic (which he is but not in that direction), too derivative

Spots: Silly, Playful, slightly mocking but wholly affectionate, plays on her motif, rolls off the tounge

[chimpukampu]

FelixChat with A, please?

Meowdy M’Lady 🌹

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"Yes, they can lie on purpose, Jakob." Felix laughed, still with a hint of confusion for how his brother took Nova's words at face value. "Or, maybe the pancakes seemed bigger to her but they weren't even the size of a cookie." he clarified, just in case Jakob needed to hear it again. At the quip, Felix's brows quirked and his head tilted. New Family. There was a strange flicker in his chest, not discomfort. In fact, he didn't know how what the sensation was at all. But, instead of dissecting how those words made him feel, he was quick to deflect with his usual sarcasm giving Jakob a mock look of surprise. "Do you want a child? Is that what this is? I'm sure you can find someone." he waved a hand, a gesture to beyond the tent. "Maybe one of your fans will just jump at the chance." he laughed louder.

Even more so and with a hint of pride at the way Jakob stumbled. "I think what's actually happened is you were so greedy at the thought of huge pancakes, you completely forgot Nova is three." he shot back, unable to hide his amusement until it faded in order for him to focus. Though, there wasn't much enthusiasm in any of Felix's movements. He worked through the steps as if on autopilot, his expression neutral and unimpressed. There was barely a reaction to the fire sent in his direction, Felix just blinking once the flames disappeared, eyes set on Jakob. "You wanted to show off to someone, right?" he then muttered, gesturing to his brother's bare torso. "It's November. In Germany." there was absolutely no other explanation as to why Jakob would want to be half naked. "Have you..." Felix squinted, a glimmer of Jakob's muscles making him scrunch his nose. "Oh God, is that body oil?"

"Lying implies intent. Are you saying she was intending to mislead me?" Jakob says, their upbringing rearing it's head as he dances around words with a snicker. "You don't seem sure about that." He shrugs, waving a hand. "No, no, it's fine. I get it. Your new family is more important." Though his gripe isn't sincere and, if anything, Felix would know he's happy for him. His brother has spent so long numbing himself that the fact he's willingly let himself feel with Astra and Nova speaks volumes about their impact on his life. And, by extension, Jakob's. In a way, he's seen Felix be more himself than he's been in years.

But just as he's having these thoughts, his brother trips him. Jakob scowls, catching himself as Felix looks on, smug and pointing. "So I believe a three year old over you. Clearly you've given me reason to doubt you," he points to the spot he's just tripped at, though there's no real annoyance in his voice as he snickers in turn. Felix runs through the first motions of their act, uninterested as ever but that's not exactly why Jakob wanted them to practice, though he says the opposite.

"Because practice is what keeps me never making mistakes and you from getting burnt to a crisp." He explains, sending an unplanned bolt of fire towards Felix, missing his brother's head (on purpose!) and giving him a mischievous smirk. "Unless you think you're immune?" Technically speaking...he is, but in so far as Jakob would never actually hurt his brother. On purpose. There have been a few close calls, but that was early on. By now, they're a seasoned team. So why the practice session? Well, Jakob's hoping to see a particular trapeze artist come through. Not that he admits this.

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circus grounds/trailer whatever it's all encompassing lmao

felix grave and kenzie vaisman @dxrkenedheights

Every corner of the circus was lit up with flashing lights and shrieks of laughter. The sounds of clinking rides, tinny music was a familiar drone that Felix almost ignored as he wandered through the grounds, fresh off his act with Jakob. It was the usual noise, the crush of people and excitement that usually had him itching for more. Another high, another hit. His fingers instinctively brushed the empty pockets of his jacket, a faint ghost of his old habit trailing his thoughts. But, tonight, he didn't feel the pull to lose himself in a city's chaotic nightlife with Astra. It was almost steady. Normal.

He made his way to her tent, standing just outside as a stranger shuffled out. Felix watched the man closely for a moment, trying to read his expression. Some people left with stars in their eyes, others walked off as if they'd been gut-punched. For him, back before he joined, it had been both. He glanced to Astra, looking for any sign of the toll it had taken on her, the trace of exhaustion or that distant look she had when visions stuck too close to her bones. Tonight, though, she just seemed…calm. And then he saw it, lights catching her deep eyes just enough to see her dilated pupils. His first thought was then Nova, and he was told that Kenzie was watching her.

Felix found himself facing the same internal dilemma he'd been wrestling with for weeks. Nova wasn't his. That was a fact, and no amount of overthinking would change it. But lately, he found himself loving her like she was, and that brought its own set of problems. Astra's parenting was...fluid, laid back in a way that sometimes made him wonder if it was best for Nova. But then, he'd seen Astra's love for her up close. The fierce, all encompassing way she loved her daughter. He was on the receiving end of that love, too, and he knew there was nothing in the world that could make him question it. If anyone dared to judge Astra's ways...

The thoughts drifted as he approached Kenzie's trailer and the scene was unmistakable. Quiet, still, but littered with little signs of Nova's presence. Small toys, a few bits of scattered paper. Nova had clearly left a path of destruction before finally crashing. He flapped a hand at Kenzie, keeping his voice low. "Thought she'd still be up so I could take her back, but never mind." he whispered, turning to leave in one fluid motion. But he caught a glimpse of Kenzie's face, the small furrow of concern in her brow, and something made him pause. A part of him cursing the fact that loving someone like Astra had clearly left a mark, because Felix could almost sense words on the tip of Kenzie's tongue. Ones he wouldn't like to hear. He glanced back, his own brows pulling together as he shot her a questioning look.

"I can take her if she's a problem." Felix said, low to not disturb the sleeping three year old but there was an edge hinting through his tone. "We never asked you to watch her, Astra said you offered."

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astra's trailer

felix and astra @rviner

Felix flipped the little pancakes with a flick of his wrist, his hand steady but his eyes darting to the side, watching Nova with amused anticipation. Each pancake was no bigger than his palm, sized perfectly for her tiny hands. Comically small, almost. More for a mouse than a human. She was already on her toes, ready, tiny hands reaching, eyes bright with that determined glint he'd quickly learned meant trouble. He wasn't even sure how many she'd already snatched and devoured, but she was a fiend, seizing them before he could even pass them over. Her small hands snatched each one like a prize, and she inhaled each pancake with such enthusiasm that Felix couldn't help but laugh, a low rumble that filled the quiet warmth of Astra's trailer.

If anyone had told him years ago he'd be spending his mornings here, in Astra's space, with Nova tucked into his days as if she'd always belonged there, he'd have laughed. But now, standing here flipping mini pancakes for a toddler who treated him like her own personal pancake dispenser, it felt surprisingly natural. Comfortable, even. Like this was exactly where he was supposed to be. "Novie, c'mon, you gotta chew." Felix laughed out, watching the way she practically swallowed yet another pancake whole. I am chewin'! Nova quickly giggled, a sticky hand pointing with a demanding hmph. More, p'ease and thank you. "Yeah but you need to chew it." I already said I'm chewin'!

The moment didn't shift when Astra finally emerged from the bedroom, sleep still lingering in her eyes. If anything, the sense of excitement and warmth only grew. Felix grinned, brandishing a tiny pancake like it was some kind of magic trick. "Watch this." he said, holding it out just long enough for Astra to catch on before Nova swept it from his grip with lightning speed. She stuffed it in her mouth, cheeks puffed as she chewed with wide eyed delight, and Felix burst out laughing, his voice merging with Nova's high pitched giggles. "Did you know she was obsessed with pancakes? Because I didn't." He grinned, glancing from Astra to Nova, feeling a warmth in his chest that he didn't question. It felt like he'd always been here, part of this little moment, part of their world.

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the wards

felix and astra flashback @rviner

Felix leaned against the cool metal railing of the narrow walkway, a faint smile playing on his lips as he watched the market unfold into life. He had spent the last two weeks riding the soft high of the Clips Astra had given him. Light and warm, like he was drifting just above the grime of the wards. But he hadn't been back to see her since that night. Felix was used to popping a pill that made the whole world wipe away, and he wasn't sure if Clips would ever be enough for him. Even if, at the back of his mind, he wanted more if only to see Astra again. Their strange encounter playing in this thoughts more than he wanted to admit.

That's why he was out tonight, almost letting his feet carry him to the treehouse but hesitating. Instead, he mingled among the chaos of the night market. Perhaps with wishful thinking that one of his usual dealers would come through. He scanned the crowd, pushing away from the railing to join the flow of people. And then, as if on cue, there she was. Astra. Moving with an effortless grace, navigating through the bustling shoppers with a confidence that made it look easy.

Felix allowed himself a moment to linger as her gaze flicked around, not yet catching his. He waited, gradually getting closer, watching her pick through a small stall. His faint grin growing when he saw her brow slightly furrowed in concentration. When she finally looked up, their eyes met, he offered her a slight smile, one that betrayed the jolt of a spark that hit him. As she finished her transaction, Felix fell into step beside her, matching her pace as they drifted through the crowd like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"What'd you get? Looks..." his words drifted as he eyed the small bundle she clutched her hands. "...Treehouse-y." he grinned, eyes meeting hers again. Just one look from Astra and Felix could feel words shriveling up on his tongue, his mouth open slightly as there was a moment they simply looked to one another. "I've been meaning to stop by again for some more Clips. They were...good." he shrugged, and it wasn't a lie as such. They did the trick, they stopped the dull ache in his veins. "Actually, I was gonna ask if you had anything stronger?"

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Maybe it was the spice, or the fact Felix had been around Astra long enough now, but he offered a smug shrug to Dom as she reeled off the Scorpio traits. "See? That's us." he gestured to Jakob, proud almost. Maybe because it was the first potential link to their beginnings in life they'd ever been given.

His smirk remained as everyone joined with the teasing, Felix giving Jakob a knowing look. "He won't tell me anything about her. Which means..." his voice trailed off, focusing for a moment on the game. "Which means uh..." Felix faltered again, but this time because of Astra. "Don't call him that." he laughed slightly, giving her a wounded look. "I forgot what I was gonna say. It means he's in love, or some shit." he finally muttered, but the game practically became pointless when Indie arrived.

Felix was only interested in the cigarettes, but before he could even take a box for himself a Veratab was flying through the air at him. "Jesus." Felix threw the controller in order to catch it, staring at the flickering screen for a moment before tapping over it. Nothing happened and he passed it off to whoever wanted it next. "Don't think anything's on there. Just looks old to me." @ofwrxth

Jakob shakes his head at the question posed by Astra. "Of course not," he chews, "I'm not an animal." Even if he gives his brother crumbs because it makes him laugh. As ever, his laughter carries that same boyish tune that's failed to leave him despite the hard life he's lived and, in many ways, he feels it's his responsibility to carry that lightness. Especially when Felix drowns in his darkness. Though, less with Astra around.

He leans against the door post, watching the game with distant interest, mind drifting to Ines and wondering when her practice is done. Of course, it's like Felix can read his mind and brings up a girl. "Shut up," he scowls at his brother, waving a hand. "The Arbor, it's not like I went to Olympia." Even though by Ward standards, an Equinox hotel is quite a splurge. "It wasn't a big deal." He shrugs, feigning indifference even if his mind has been stuck on Ines in the days since he saw her last. @gloriouswhispers

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astra's apartment

felix and astra @rviner

It didn't matter how many months they were together, Felix had expertly avoided Astra and her mystical star deck. He'd make any quip or joke to make her laugh and avoid some spiritual reading, convinced it'd be vague riddles to undo about himself. That, and the fact he didn't want to know anything else about himself. He hated enough, he didn't need to hate parts of himself he didn't even know existed.

But, Astra.

Astra and her smile and her fluttering lashes. Astra and her laugh. Astra and the way her voice could lower to that soft quiet tone, the way her hand could graze his. Astra and her drugs, too. Tonight, evidently, as she would say, was supposed to be the night. Felix was already laughing as he sat opposite her, crossed legged on her bedroom floor. Their bedroom floor. He watched as she lit incense, shaking it delicately so the flame blew out, the smell cascading around them. "Has it started?" he teased, a grin moving over his lips as he looked around, pretending some sort of presence might be with them. "Am I speaking too loud?" Felix added, scooting slightly closer as Astra prepared her mysterious cards. He watched as one flew out from the deck while she shuffled, a quick whip of a noise that made him chuckle. "Shit, that can't be good."

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astra's apartment

felix and astra, flashback @rviner

Felix's usual plug had vanished, gone without a word for weeks, leaving him chasing shadows. Every other contact he tried had nothing that hit hard enough. It'd been days now, and the itch was getting under his skin. He'd been pacing around his apartment, stomach knotted, on the verge of going full cold turkey when he heard whispers about a spot down a cramped alley. One with a worn-out mural of a tree painted on the side. Some bullshit about the "Tree of Life," but he didn't give a fuck about symbolism. He needed to find Astra, whoever that was.

The place was easy to spot once you knew where to look. Tucked between two sagging buildings, the paint peeling like dead skin. He pushed through the creaky door and was met by a flood of faces. The apartment had no rhyme nor reason to it's design, the old, dim lighting, cushions littering the floor, the air thick with the haze of spice. The others in the room looked comfortable, like they'd been there for hours or days, sprawled across a beaten-up couch or sinking into scatter cushions. They all seemed in no rush. Like they lived there but some would leave, some would return with new people. A slowly evolving space. Soft music hummed from some corner, and Felix had to settle for the lazy pass of a joint between strangers.

"When's Astra getting here?" he eventually asked, throat tight with impatience after what seemed like hours. Depends, she might not show tonight. came the easy reply.

On one side, Felix now knew to look for a she but also knew she was unreliable as hell. He sank deeper into the cushion, frustration twisting inside him like a knot he couldn't untangle. He needed a hit, but the place felt like a slow-motion dream. Every muscle in his body screamed for relief. He clenched his fist so hard his knuckles whitened, a quiet tremor betraying how close he was to snapping. If it wasn't for this gnawing desperation, he'd have already left.

Then, a burst of light laughter echoed from beyond the front door. Light, airy, soft. Melodic. Felix looked up as a head of dark curls floated into the room. She moved like a gentle breeze, dressed in something flowing and sheer, the fabric clinging in just the right places to a frame so small he had to blink. It was like the room moved with her, suddenly brighter. Softer. 'This guy wants some pills, Astra.'

With that, she turned to Felix, and for a second, everything in him stalled. His frustration, his craving, all of it paused, suspended as her eyes locked onto his. She looked at him like she saw something. He couldn't tell if he needed to leave or sink into the cushion forever. "Or whatever you have." he added quickly, suddenly not wanting to be a nuisance. Suddenly, Felix had all the patience in the world. His voice came out a little softer than intended, like he'd forgotten how to speak in the few seconds since she appeared.

Without realizing it, he rose to his feet, the sudden movement surprising him as much as anyone else. "But yeah, pills, usually." he muttered, feeling his pulse hammer in his throat. But it wasn't from his desperate need for a chemical high. It was the way she was looking at him, and the way he was looking at her. "I got your name from Sal." just in case she was staring at him from distrust, but he didn't think so. He had no idea what that look was but it made the room feel smaller, quieter, causing Felix to clear his throat.

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location: the wards

starter: felix and jakob @ofwrxth

The smell of chemicals clung to the air, strong and bitter, but underneath it, the metallic tang of blood still lingered. Felix's gloved hands moved with methodical precision, scrubbing at the dark stains smeared across the metal floor. The motion had become muscle memory by now, the rhythmic swipe of his brush, the wet drag of the rag. He wasn't really there. His body moved through the motions, but his mind slipped into that deep, familiar fog. It was like he was outside of himself, watching from a distance as his arms flexed, the red streaks fading under the chemical sheen, disappearing like it had never been there at all.

It was always the same. The blood. The silence. They had done this too many times to count, and the details of each job blurred together, just like the stains on the floor did under the cleaning solution. Felix didn't even flinch anymore at the sight of a body, not even at the way this one had it's head cracked wide open, eye ball draped down it's cheek. He wondered what blow was the finishing one. Jakob's or his. They had perfected the art of ensuring they'd never know. They'd never know who really was, specifically, the killer.

Felix bent lower, scrubbing harder at a dark patch near the base of the wall. His breathing had slowed, falling in line with the rhythm of his hands. He focused on the sound of the rag dragging over tile, the splash of water against the bucket, the faint hum of broken lights overhead. When the blood was gone, or gone enough, at least, Felix stood. "There was some money missing." Felix said, his voice light, almost conversational. He glanced over his shoulder at Jakob, a slight grin twitching over his lips. Out of place, not reaching his eyes. "You been having some fun?" a slight chuckle escaped him after that, dropping the rag into the bloodied bucket with a splash. "Thought we agreed those credits were a little too hot to use so soon?"

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astra's trailer

felix grave and quilan kelly @secrettyrant

Felix sat on the trailer steps, the cigarette in his hand burning down to its last breath. The circus grounds stirred lazily around him, slow and steady. Even Astra wasn't awake yet, her sleep heavy after the night before. They'd stayed at that little bookstore until the owner's patience wore thin, he practically tossed them onto the street. She was probably dreaming about Gibran now, his words winding their way through whatever floaty landscapes lived in her mind.

Felix felt…different. He couldn't pin it down exactly. Part of it was the lingering haze from the pill, a cushiony daze that softened the edges of everything, the morning sun doing nothing to help clear his head. Then there was last night, the way he'd cracked open a discarded part of himself and let Astra see it. Seeing her face light up as she held that book, like it was a missing piece of her soul, had left something new in him. And lastly, there was the anticipation. Kenzie would be back with Nova by the afternoon, and the thought of her little footsteps filling the trailer again made his chest tighten in a way he didn't want to think too long about. The quiet now felt too quiet.

That was until a shadow caught the edge of his vision, pulling him from his thoughts. He didn't have to look up to know who it was. "You can take it out of my cut." Felix said to the figure of Quinlan, his words caught in the exhale of smoke before he dropped the finished cigarette to the ground. "Something came up. Not a big deal." his tone carried the easy confidence of someone who knew he was about to be questioned but wasn't about to give much in return. His eyes flicked to the Irishman, taking in the straight posture and almost cold way he knew Quinlan to be. It reminded Felix of his father at times. If his father suddenly had a lilting accent. "She's asleep." he said, slightly sharper. "It was my idea, anyways. I wanted to get out for a while, so take it out of my cut. There were about four people waiting in line." a slight underestimate of the group he waved away, but that didn't stop Felix from ensuring his tone carried with a convincing casualness.

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location: is there a club on the wards? or equinox, who cares

starter for: felix and astra @rviner

The bass throbbed like it was synced with his heartbeat. Everything around Felix blurred into streaks of neon, lights splintering off the ceiling, spilling onto the crowd in sharp, electric waves. His skin buzzed, alive with every touch of the beat, and his veins felt like they were humming, carrying this radiant, dizzying warmth that had started in his chest and now spread to his fingertips. He had taken the pill over an hour ago, maybe two, time had stretched thin, no longer linear, folding in on itself like a dream. He could feel it, though. God, he could feel everything.

And then, there was Astra. She was the center of the storm, a goddess in motion. Felix's eyes locked onto her, and it was like she was moving in slow motion, every sway of her hips leaving a glowing trail in the air, her arms slicing through the strobe light, leaving shimmers in their wake. Her body rolled with the music, the fabric of her dress, something silver, barely there, catching the light, flashing with every different color. Every move she made pulled him deeper, tethering him to her rhythm. "Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful." Felix's voice rumbled above the music as his forehead dropped to hers, his arms winding around her. His senses were tuned to her, how she moved, how her skin glistened.

Their bodies pressed close, moving together like they'd been made for this, synchronized, fluid, electric. Every roll of her hips sent a shock through him, waves of pleasure rippling through his limbs, and his heart pounded in his chest like it was trying to keep up with the music. Felix kissed against her temple, soft, light but his hands gripped her hips, firmer, rough. "We need to go somewhere." it wasn't a question. A hand lifted to her face, cupping her jaw and making her look up at him with that sweet but knowing look she always had. Her pupils blown wide from her own pill, deep and dark, reflecting every flash of light like they held galaxies within them. "I need to fuck you."

[manybcdthings]

As Felix patrolled, he found solace in the shared silence. But, Nadia's presence added a different kind of dynamic to the routine. Her coven was still a puzzle to him in many ways, but her family were reminiscent of the myriad of characters he'd encountered in his past. A familiar unfamiliar. Nadia's sudden question prompted a wry grin and Felix kept his gaze fixed ahead to the path. "Aren't we all soldiers in this one?" he remarked casually, though he sensed the deeper meaning behind her inquiry. "I know you're a smart woman and probably know more about the wars America poked it's nose into than most do. But, it was completely different living them. I can't say I have fond memories of..." Felix let his words trail off and the silence speak for him, cocking his head as a slight breath of a laugh escaped. And now, every single one of them could relate to war. "The question you asked is sort of..." he looked at her. "Well, it'd be like me asking you if you'd miss any of this if it all ended tomorrow."

+ FELIX / PATROL

It only took one scathing look from Nadia to have Levi change her shift from the cafe to patrol, and to make him aware that she's never to be put on cafe duty again unless he's keen to lose his writing hand. But the threat served its purpose as she joins Felix on his patrol with watchful eyes. Nadia is mostly quiet for the first hour of their shift before, finally, breaking the silence without so much as casting a glance his way. "Do you still think of yourself as a soldier, Felix?" Direct and to the point. No words are ever wasted where Nadia is concerned but the same can't be said for her writer. @manybcdthings

[taldigi]

"Akuma" and "kwami" are Japanese terms

This was a later decision, as the artbook referred to the kwami simply as fairy. And Nooroo didn't exist.

Main character is supposed to be half Chinese, only to depict her as actively disinterested in learning about it.

Concept art of Marinette's home shows heavy Chinese influence, including art, screen splitters, and a rice cooker on the stove

There were completed models of Mari/bug with black hair and grey eyes. A lot of preview animations were done with this model.