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More about Agent Texas in fic, art, and more
scars
queseraawesome
What you donβt know about Agent Texas could fill volumes. You are too busy trying to squeeze water from a stone.
last words, first words
reeberry
She pulls away and brushes her lips against his stubbled cheek, soft and intimate and all the things that they both want out of their relationship but never seem to maintain outside of moments like these. She squeezes his hand in hers and smiles with one corner of her mouth, and turns and walks away.
the enigma variations
eponymous rose
When she leaves (and she always leaves), his hand grips hers a little too tightly, and his voice is thin when he says, "Don't go."
Sometimes she hates him for the anchor of her reflection in his eyes. Sometimes, in her frustration and pain, she lets herself think about what happens next, about moving on, always moving, always moving.
She always leaves. She never says goodbye.
long remembered shadows
hinn raven
They canβt make her forget forever. They can cut Alpha right out of the heart she doesnβt have, but they wonβt stop her.
Sheβs Beta.
Alpha made her to handle what he couldnβt, and sheβs going to do just that.
Sheβs going to handle this, no matter what it takes.
cascade
anneapocalypse
if I never take my armor off
βI am a soldier.
βI am at war.
βNo rest for the wicked.
βFeet first into hell.
fragments/shadows
pepperfield
You remember loving her, so much more than anything you ever have before. More than money, and your job, and Leonard.
But the more you think about her, the more uneasy you feel. She doesn't exist. How can she?
Coding by tessisamess
queseraawesome
What you donβt know about Agent Texas could fill volumes. You are too busy trying to squeeze water from a stone.
reeberry
She pulls away and brushes her lips against his stubbled cheek, soft and intimate and all the things that they both want out of their relationship but never seem to maintain outside of moments like these. She squeezes his hand in hers and smiles with one corner of her mouth, and turns and walks away.
eponymous rose
When she leaves (and she always leaves), his hand grips hers a little too tightly, and his voice is thin when he says, "Don't go."
Sometimes she hates him for the anchor of her reflection in his eyes. Sometimes, in her frustration and pain, she lets herself think about what happens next, about moving on, always moving, always moving.
She always leaves. She never says goodbye.
hinn raven
They canβt make her forget forever. They can cut Alpha right out of the heart she doesnβt have, but they wonβt stop her.
Sheβs Beta.
Alpha made her to handle what he couldnβt, and sheβs going to do just that.
Sheβs going to handle this, no matter what it takes.
anneapocalypse
if I never take my armor off
βI am a soldier.
βI am at war.
βNo rest for the wicked.
βFeet first into hell.
pepperfield
You remember loving her, so much more than anything you ever have before. More than money, and your job, and Leonard.
But the more you think about her, the more uneasy you feel. She doesn't exist. How can she?
