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like some fucking walking, talking ouija board

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SUP NERDS! idk if any of u remember me lmao but i dropped off the face of the earth and i’m BACK but this time with an oc of mine! he needs a hug and some painkillers tbh and he’s here at @empthiic !!

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          wow i’m. so slow! writing on here! idk how i managed to get ten drafts and still have no motivation to write Anything but. i swEAR ill get to stuff soon,,, feel free to keep sendin asks or whatever u want idk just. Bare With me and my terrible ass brain i beg

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                “get up, we’re going to save the world.”           “OH. IS THAT ALL?”                           conjured by nev. personals do NOT touch.

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oof like this for a klaus in ur inbox??

[tiffsmemes]

book meme / the inexplicable logic of my life, benjamin alire sáenz content warning for blood and violence.

i like holding your hand.

hey, it’s okay. it’s just me.

well, you have to eat more.

it’s good to hear your voice.

and we’re a family, aren’t we?

crying is good.

for the fever.

but there are certain things you can’t keep from the adults around you. adults who care about you.

it’s weird, the honest things you say when you’re sick. 

how’d you sleep?

well, i’m worried about me too.

look at you. you’re still shaking.

you ever think about your mom?

sometimes i was full of halfhearted yeahs.

i’m sorry i’m such a pain in the ass.

i’ll always be with you.

maybe you think you need to be perfect. if you think of that word, don’t listen to it. 

yeah, try and get some sleep.

it’s all that crying.

just a bloody lip.

i guess you could say i was feeling sorry for myself.

you won’t always be sad.

i had bad dreams, but at least i slept.

i’ve been getting into a lot of fights lately.

why are you taking care of me? 

i don’t want you to be sad either.

but we have to find a way to discipline our hearts so that their cruelty doesn’t turn us into hurt animals. 

you really think a punch to the nose changed a damn thing? 

i’ve heard worse.

you stay up all night talking?

but you just have to learn to walk away from people who growl. they might bite you. they might hurt you.

dad always said that there was nothing with crying and if people did more of it, well then, the world would be a better place.   

people get angry when they’re afraid.

that word doesn’t carry any truth.

the world has changed.

maybe those things should keep themselves hidden. 

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sound off if you’re alive.

          everything hurts. everything is on fire in number four’s mind. under a pile of rubble and tasting blood wasn’t exactly how he pictured this ‘brothers outing’ ending up. but, it’s diego. klaus doesn’t exactly know why he hadn’t expected this outcome. he should be smarter than that, though... he supposes that’s why he’s number four and not number two like his dearest brother stood before klaus’ prone form half underneath the collapses wall. 

           it’s like sobering up all over again. except this time he thinks his body is actually bruised all over and he chest pains might actually be broken ribs rather than phantom self inflicted pains.

          “oh--oh! don’t worry about little old me--just--just a slight case of--” free arm gestures at the rubble piled up over half of four’s frame, the movement in itself pulling a grimace from bloodied teeth and grime-covered features. “building--collapse--y’know, the usual ‘hanging out with my favourite brother’ side affect--” 

          could be worse. he could be dead. deader than ben or the monocle. dead without someone to contact him. at least he has that much to thank diego for. him and his vigilante instincts that klaus had long since destroyed with years worth drugs and artificial highs. // @curvedaim // critical role starters // aa

[ncmberfive-deactivated20190412]

           “ WHAT PART OF “THE FUTURE” DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? “

                                  indie. five of the umbrella academy. netflix + comic influence                                                         written by andy !

[frostwill]

critical role sentence starters !!!

so… we’ll talk later.

why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?

no. no further.

this is not over. it can’t be.

try not to have too much fun without us.

i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.

it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.

you know i’m in love with you, right?

you seem… like a person. and that’s great.

those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!

i’m killing someone, hold please.

your secret is safe with my indifference.

my heart is someone else’s.

do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.

um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.

i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.

you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.

i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.

i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.

you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.

i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.

i was only gone for thirty seconds!

i encourage violence.

i can give you the means to protect them.

i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.

you’re on your own, fuckface.

a volcano is - is nature’s candle!

sometimes people go and they don’t come back.

do you spice?

so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.

i don’t want to be here if you’re not.

i told you before. no one kills you but me.

he traded his life!

i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.

i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!

i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!

yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.

don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.

i bury my shame.

i should have told you. it’s yours.

forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.

your hair’s a mess. sit still.

you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.

you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.

we’re friends, right? are we friends?

i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?

i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.

take me instead.

we walk towards glory.

that’s mine! that’s mine!

did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?

please bring him back to me.

you think you care about me?

this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?

i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.

if he’s gone i won’t be the same.

i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.

in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.

i made a choice. this is my family.

i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.

please. please. i love him as much as you do.

fix him. fix him!

i like this family. i’d like to keep it.

i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.

talk about my sister again.

it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!

i can’t have you gone. i need you here.

i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.

don’t ever fucking do that again.

you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.

i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.

i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna. 

you know, you’re getting weirder.

you and i are very different.

i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.

call me “child” one more goddamn time!

if you’re lucky, you die last.

some people have no sense of fucking honor!

i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.

thank you for believing in me.

you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!

everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?

how many fingers am i holding up?

what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.

yay! teamwork!

you fucking died!

don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!

i’m going to go get a sandwich.

you had us all very worried.

your reckless impulses will get you killed!

i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will. 

this is too fucking much.

come here, you shithead.

it has been an honor.

screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.

you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.

i’m undecided about you.

never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.

i’m not leaving him.

you’re a better man than you believe.

feel like making a home here?

you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.

sound off if you’re alive.

it’s not going to work.

[artemis-crock]

1x04 / 1x09

[barbsart]

“His name was Dave..”

Please don’t repost my art! Instagram: @barbs.art

[gibbarts]

Welcome to the Umbrella Academy!

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u kno i reckon the ‘ranked in order of their usefulness’ bullshit that monacle pulled was also aimed at the kid’s, like, their attitude towards him and their, uh... trainability? like, luther (number ONE) was the one who stuck about for the longest, was the most useful because he never once doubted the old man until the evidence slapped him straight in the face. and vanya?? number seVEN was great up until she started going against his training and bullshit? almost like he knew she had that kind of streak in her?

[lasbruxas-deactivated20200830]

// @mortemtm liked for a starter from allison !

“ —– the next time you borrow my clothes you could at least give me a little nudge so i don’t spend half a day raiding my closet . ”

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          there’s a thoughtful pause as klaus nudges his sister with his elbow. “there, nudged you. now, who said i was borrowing them? this skirt’s mine now, finders keepers and all that jazz.”

[ncmberfive-deactivated20190412]

@mortemtm liked for a thing !

            it  seems  he  like  he  never  can  get  a  moment  of  silence.  to  sit  and  think.  what  was  he  supposed  to  do  now?  he  had  spent  so  long,  trying  to  prevent  the  end  of  the  world,  almost  his  whole  life.  the  fact  that  he  didn’t  need  to  keep  writing  out  equations,  or  jumping  to  get  information  to  stop  the  end  of  the  world,  he  had  no  idea  what  to  do. for once, five didn’t know what to do.  he  wasn’t  thirteen  anymore,  dad  was  gone,  his  family  was  grown  up.  nothing  was  the  same.    five  decided  it  is  simply  to  early  for  this.  he’d  rather  be  annoyed  by  anyone  else  than  his  THOUGHTS.    his  cup  of  coffee  is  grabbed  and  he’s  about  to  jump  across  the  house  in  search  of  any  of  his  siblings.  but  one  of  them  find  him  first.  klaus.  a  huge  sip  of  coffee  is  downed  before  he  speaks.    ’  i  didn’t  think  you  knew  how  to  get  up  this  early.  ’  

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         the whole, world not ending thing was a good thing - don’t get him wrong. but klaus can’t help but feel like the very thing they all banded together to attempt to stop... was all they had. he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t hoped it would be the start of something more. it was, after all, the overriding reason he ‘sobered up’ - all things considered. 

          bare feet pad number four into the kitchen, in search of anything but what meets him. he doesn’t even get the chance to raid the fridge before klaus is met by none other than his ‘little’ brother. response is given without skipping a beat as hand threads through tangled hair as if it would do anything to the state of it -- “and i didn’t think you could reach the cupboards without a step. so we’ve both learnt something here, now haven’t we?” there’s little to no bite in his tone, perhaps it’s nothing more than habit at this point. too tired of feeling this numb to really fight back by any stretch of the imagination. a pause, gaze shifting to rest evenly on five before him.

           “there anymore food or have you made that all vanish, too?”

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          tiny lil starter call for later on tonight when i get on? will vary in length!!

[vanveronicango]

klaus + vanya  ⊳ reliving claustrophobic childhood trauma

[loveisonlyforthebrave8]

Klaus Hargreeves + his affinity for crop tops.