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deathhumored · 4 years
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**  NUMBER  FIVE  &  TWO  /   @timetravelxr​
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❛    LISTEN------       you  might  look  thirteen  ,  but  i’m  not  afraid  to  kick  your  ass  ,  five.     ❜
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superhighgoodbye · 4 years
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“ don’t be so dramatic. ”
“Oh well exqueeze-me for being surprised that there is going to be another apocalypse. My cult is going to kill me. I told them it wouldn’t be earlier than 2019. Patrick is going to stare into my completely honest soul with his deep dark eyes and demand an explanation to it all.” he let out an exaggerated sigh while sitting down on one of the nearby couches. “Being a leader is sooooo exhausting.” 
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appolyonicarchive · 4 years
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          ❛  you know it’s past your bedtime, don’t you ?  ❜
          ❛  one more episode ? please ?  ❜  when the little girl pulls out the puppy dog eyes, it’s near impossible to say no to the mirror of her mother in them. the dead one, that is. she rakes her fingers through her daughter’s curls, smiles and shakes her head in submission.
          ❛  okay, one more---------- then it’s straight to bed, deal ?  ❜
          ❛  deal.  ❜
          they both know that one more actually means at least three, but based on the time, she’ll still be in bed by 10pm, and some nights that’s enough. between the six year old happily watching sofia the first, and the nearly 200 pounds of mutt snoring away next to her, it’s an easy night, and she’ll take the win. the peace of a quiet night in the shoebox of an apartment is something she never takes for granted these days, there’s no knowing when something external will ripple out and break the foundation out from beneath their feet like an earthquake. she almost let it happen again at the funeral. it would have been so easy to let herself fall back into place where she never truly belonged regardless, but where has she ever belonged, truly ?
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          there is a procedure for unexpected visitors. her eyes snap to the door, the dog’s ears perk, and hails remains unaffected and unaware, exactly the way she should be.  ❛  just a second...  ❜. the window is first, the heavy duty lock that secures the way to the fire escape unlatched for a fast escape, pockets checked for the standard pocket knife, the concealed carry already locked in the safe for the night. you don’t spend seven years in hell without getting insufferably paranoid. you don’t remain safe as a single mother in a part of town that’s generously considered to be sketchy without tripling those measures of safety.
          she stands back several feet from the door, knife cradled in her leather gloved palm, closed but at the ready should trouble emerge, quirinus now fully awake and training his eyes on her as she gives him the silent signal of stay. ❛  who is it ? ❜ she doesn’t let the paranoia seep into her voice, instead watching the door with silent intensity, reminding herself how ridiculous she’s going to feel if it turns out to be some girl scouts. except that girl scouts don’t show up on the 7th floor of a walk up apartment complex, especially not at nine at night.
@timetravelxr​          /          plotted.
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rumorsabound · 4 years
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“Oh, we might need to be dicks about this.”
They were supposed to have been the adults in the room. Supposed to have been. But at the moment Allison was pouting in a very un-grown up way, having to fight the whine out of her voice. 
“I don’t want to be a dick about this. That feels like stooping to their level.” She waved a hand to the distant part of their living room where Luther and Diego were arguing, the words clearly heard across the space while Klaus offered a sports commentator style commentary. “Isn’t there something else we can do?” 
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Drunk History … sentence starters @timetravelxr
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conjuredead · 4 years
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@timetravelxr​ asked; 
‘i’m not here to play games.’
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      “oooooh, so serious.”
  a stark contrast to the dumb smile klaus decides to go with instead, seemingly not taking the situation as seriously as he probably ought to be. but then again--- he’s not quite sober enough for that either, so why should he? 
  “hmmm. you know, you really should loosen up some, dear brother, all of that pent up stress can’t be any good in the long run.”
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whiteviolintm · 4 years
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@timetravelxr​ ♥’d for a one liner
"You’ve said a lot of crazy things to me, but this one takes the cake.”  
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rumorsilenced · 4 years
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THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .  //  no longer accepting  .
@timetravelxr​ said: ​​​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞ (if you're still accepting this meme!)
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          ❝ JESUS , FIVE ! ❞  she glared down at him as her hand continued to linger on his shoulder for just a moment.  sighing , she removed it & crossed her arms over her chest.  she knew if she left it there for too long , he’d likely threaten to kill her & although he’d never actually do it , she’d still rather not push him that far.  ❝ i haven’t seen you in years & the last time it wasn’t for very long. ❞
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chestofhorrors · 4 years
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bandage (for Five to patch up Ben!)
nonverbal starters [x] prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.   bandage patch them up when they get hurt.
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He watched Five work. He was so used to cuts and grazes during fights at this point in his life that he barely flinched at anything. Half the time when he unleashed the horror. It’d splinter and break furniture all the time. So shards of wood and sometimes metal would hit him all the time. Or he’d get shot at, while bullets hurt he was also used to those. He didn’t want to tell Five he didn’t need to worry that the bullet only grazed his arm, but clearly it seemed important to his brother. So he sat there silently and only flinched a few times. 
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immortalled · 4 years
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[ threaten ]
violent muse reaction prompts || x || no longer accepting
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           God, did this angry little twerp EVER shut up? Nathan had scarcely listened since the kid started talking. Something about the end of the world or some nonsensical shite like that. He simply couldn’t bring himself to care, particularly when it was being spouted by a twelve year old.
         ...At least, Nathan assumed he was twelve. Kid had the schoolboy shorts and everything. But, jeez, that face, those brows! With them pinched together as they were, the brat could almost pass for another six or seven decades older.
         Maybe he’s not twelve, Nathan thought. Maybe he’s actually a midget and those are the only clothes that’ll fit th--
         His reasoning was interrupted as Kid suddenly grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him down level. Now Nathan had to listen, and what he heard was an earful.
         “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it easy, champ,” he chuckled. “That’s really scary an’ all, honest. I’m ready to wet myself I’m so shook up, but I’ll let ya in on a little secret...” Pause for effect aand, “...I’m immortal.”
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13years · 4 years
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          “   i’ll take care of the store, mr. corenthal.  you won’t have to worry about a thing.   ”     “   i know, i know.  you’ll be fine.  i’m just a worrier is all.  and just james is perfectly fine.   ”     “   yeah, i know.  now get out of here, old dog.  mrs. corenthal’s  —  maryann, i mean  —  she’s gonna be upset you kept her waiting.   ”     “   old dog?   ”     “   enjoy your trip, james.  don’t forget to tell evan and ms. santos i said hi.   ”
          that had been that.  ben had watched out the storefront window  ( as well as one could when towers of books were always in the way, as they should be )  as the corenthal’s got into their car and slowly drove off and down the street.  he did have to admit, there was a nervous sort of energy that overcame him as the disappeared around the corner;  it was like when your parents went away for the weekened to visit family and left you in charge of the house while they were gone.  ben, obviously, had never actually known what that feeling was like, but this, he figured, was close enough to the analogy.  
          first day alone.  first day, technically, left to his own devices.  no pressure at all.
          so, here he was.  you know, doing his job, because that’s what he promised mr. corenthal, and that’s what he was best at.  reorganizing the shop, putting books where they were meant to be, cleaning the shelves and dusting the tables, working around a wonderfully but unnecessarily sleepy mr. goblin  ( the beloved and horrendous tomcat that the corenthal’s daughter in law had presented to them and named ), all like it was a regular thursday afternoon.  as far as he was concerned, it was.  a normal, slow, thursday afternoon.
          the little bell above the door jingled, and because of a new instinct ben had been handed thanks to the joy of customer service, he felt inclined to say, even hidden behind the bookshelf where he couldn’t see the person entering the store,     “   hel  —   ”     forced niceties, unfortunately, are cut off when he peaked around the corner  ( a disembodied voice confused too many people too many times, and he was trying his best not to startle any more customers )  and saw none other than his brother.
          you know:  the one who couldn’t see him before everything.  the one who had disappeared and come back right before the apocalypse.  absolutely no hard feelings for that, sincerely, it was just facts.  and, hey, you know, his reluctance towards this surprise visit was not at all because he didn’t want to see five.  in fact, it could be argued that, in some anxious way, he was actually relieved to see him.
          “   —  lo.   ”     ben cleared his throat.  he put away the book that was still in his hand before carefully stepping around a rather haphazard stack he hadn’t gotten around to getting rid of just yet.     “   hey.  hi.  didn’t expect to see you.  um.  ...hi.   ”
@timetravelxr 
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tempportal · 4 years
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tempportal <----- timetravelxr
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deathhumored · 4 years
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ALLISON & FIVE / @timetravelxr​
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❛    EASY  THERE  ,  FIVE.         you’re  gonna  blow  a  gasket  or  something.     ❜        she  arches  a  brow  at  him  as  she  leans  forward  at  the  table  ,  sipping  at  the  coffee  in  hand.        ❛    ever  noticed  you  have  a  vein  that  pops  outta’  your  neck  when  you’re  heated ?    ❜
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superhighgoodbye · 4 years
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@timetravelxr​ continued from here X 
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Klaus tried to comprehend what when and where while his brother gave him his usual dry comments. Everything around him had changed in just a couple seconds of time. The environment, the sounds, his life....  It felt like the weight of the whole world just came down onto his shoulders and stomach. This was all so fucked up. Dave.....  He’d almost whispered the name of the man he loved and who disappeared in front of his eyes, only to be replaced by his brother who stood in front of him now in some sort of abandoned alley.  Klaus blinked a few times, his eyes still irritated by the dust that got in them only a few minutes ago.  “I just.... I think I need a minute” he fought not to lose control over his legs as he slowly lowered himself onto his knees. “You just erm.... you go ahead.” he sniffed as once more he tried to comprehend what just happened. “.... Yeah.... yeah I just need a moment.” he mumbled, more towards himself than his brother. Drops of sweat rolled down his neck and face, mixing with the dust that covered most of his body, leaving trails on his skin. 
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appolyonicarchive · 4 years
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          ❛  i think you missed the part where i’m not scared. and i don’t mean it in the way luther does when he says he’s not worried about what mr. hargreeves thought. i’ve seen scary, five, and this ? it barely scratches the surface of anxiety.  ❜
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cfdxspair · 4 years
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“Y’know you got to spend 45 years being left alone, the least you could do is give me five minutes,” Diego said as he put the key in the ignition. 
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conjuredead · 4 years
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@timetravelxr​ said;
❝ don’t you dare set the kitchen on fire again because I will let you burn  ❞
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  “oh my gooood five----that was one time!” 
  that one time that klaus remembers, anyway. could have been more. could. he’s not sure, but he’ll stand by it, either way, feigning hurt immediately. 
  not that he’s entirely surprised at the reaction, his siblings wouldn’t trust him with anything around here, much less anything revolving any appliance in the kitchen---especially ones that could very well start a fire. 
   “i can be careful, you know.” 
                 hah.
       like anyone is going to take that seriously.
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