It shouldn’t impact them as much as it did. The number of the people who died by their hand—or knife—was counted in hundreds, yet still, it haunted them. Every single time. Seeing light extinguish in the eyes of another person tore apart at their soul, clawing at it like a wild animal caught in a trap. Ripping it apart, taking away bits of it every single time.
They didn’t know if they had a soul anymore. They supposed they had to, since guilt gnawed at their conscience whenever their thoughts were not busy.
If they had no soul, would they be able to be haunted by the ghosts of their victims? Would they feel so hollow, so cold inside?
They just felt so… “Zero.” Empty. “Zero, where is your mind right now?” Will my hands ever be clean, will they always be stained by blood? “Zero, I am going to touch your hands now.” Who would dare to touch a person—no, a monster—that took so many lives, and destroyed even more?
Cold fingers traced shapes onto their skin. “What am I drawing, Zero?”
“A circle,” they croaked out. It sounded so strained, so pained. Tears stabbed at their eyes. The fingers moved again. “A triangle.” Nothing but ghostly touches, as delicate as a butterfly’s wing. “A square.” They could slowly breathe again. Arctic blue eyes stared back at them, piercing and cold.
“What color is my sweater?” Moving their gaze away from those eyes took more effort than snapping the neck of a mercenary.
“Brown, like the coffee with milk.” Three’s lips twitched in a shadow of a smile. “I’m fine, Three.” They hated how exhausted and defeated they sounded.
“It would be better for all of us if you were a better liar,” Three’s comment made them drop their gaze to the ground. “Four blue things around us?”
Ahhh for some reason Three drawing was so hard to finish, art block is a bitch. Anyway like always I hope I did the character justice it was fun to draw curly hair again it's been a while. The Playlist for Three was so good too (I have the song mommy issues stuck in my head, thanks Lin).
Here's me hoping that I can make Five drawing faster.
❝ i want to deserve you. i’m trying to deserve you. ❞
Angst polycule situation when Four still doesn’t remember what they did or why everyone hates them now.
“What… what on earth happened?” Zero’s voice was so full of disbelief and confusion, you physically cringed. You’ve seen them broken, you’ve seen them working, but this was something else.
You almost felt like a child caught by the parent, doing something you shouldn’t have.
Your hands dripped red, soaking through the bandages, and your muscles ached—skin burning, droplets of sweat running down your spine.
“Kurwa,” One’s voice sounded as if they were behind a glass wall, “you bloody idiot, the fuck you did this for? I swear I’ll tie you to that cot—“
“One.” Three’s stern tone cut them off, before they could continue. Your head was pounding, and there was a familiar, constant and stabbing pain behind your eyes. You were exhausted, but you refused to move—rooted in your place.
You could see everyone staring at you, with a variety of reactions. Zero was worried, as always. One was furious—nothing new. Three seemed annoyed, disappointed. And Five… they just seemed like they’ve seen the exact same image of you before.
“You should be resting, Four. You’re still recovering,” Five’s gentle voice soothed your racing thoughts, although it was hard to understand them through the buzzing sound ringing in your ears.
One shook their head, making a step towards you. You noticed a first aid kit in their hands. “Stupid idiot, why would you do something like that,” they muttered. Something snapped inside you.
“I want to deserve you.” You blurted out, startling everyone. Zero and Five exchanged worried glances, while Three was still processing what you just said. One was the only person who’s expression barely changed. They still looked angry… but also scared. Why would they be scared? “I’m trying to deserve you.” You reiterated, your gaze dropping to the floor.
You knew you hurt all of them at some point—before you lost your memories. Even if Zero and Five seemed to have forgiven you, and Three and One moved past it with time, you felt that you’ve done nothing to deserve their loyalty, love or affection. How could you, when you couldn’t even honestly apologize for your misdeeds?
“Hey, dummy,” One’s gloved hands gently slapped your face, forcing you to look at them. It was more a brush, truly, yet the sudden contact made you react instantly. “You deserve us already.” There was raw conviction in their voice and it made your knees weak. As if held up tension suddenly left your body.
Three moved closer, carefully observing your damaged hands. “You know it’s true, One wouldn’t lie to make you feel better and you know it.” Fair point.
You could see Five moving in the background, shooting you quick glances. There was a bowl of water in their hands, and a clean towel.
“You don’t have to deserve someone’s affection, Four. Just… be.” Zero’s warm smile forced your own lips to mimic the expression.
Post-relationship if Four asked would Three read to them? Or do they not like reading out loud?
“Pleeaase? Three?” You whined, your lips forming a pout.
On any other day, Three would find it adorable—maybe tease you in their subtle way, about how childish and stubborn you can be if you want something.
They sighed, eyes rolling, as they carefully settled on the bed near you. Not close enough to accidentally brush against you, but just enough to give you the comfort of their presence.
“I still see no sense to this, it takes twice as long to get through the book this way,” they muttered, flipping through the pages.
You rested comfortably against a pillow, pressing your cheek to the smooth and cold surface. “You have a nice narrator voice. I like falling asleep to it,” you explained, looking up at Three. The light from the lamp complimented their skin tone, reminding you of a painted sunset scenery.
They shook their head, incapable of hiding a smile that pressed on their lips.
“Whatever it takes to make you sleep,” they murmured.
Special Talent: Precognition (seeing snaps of future events)
Expertise: chemistry, engineering
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Tropes: Opposites Attract // Love Redeems // Oblivious to Lovers
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Physical Description: thin, medium sized lips; circular face; plum brown, chin length, curly hair; arctic blue eyes; soft but slim body; freckles on their cheeks and nose; extensive scarring on their chest (where the heart is)
Zero: Huh? What kind of race lets you win a phone, One?
One: A race between the store owner, the cop, and me.
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Four: *falls down the stairs*
Zero & Five: Are you okay?
Three: Stop falling down the stairs!
One: How’d the ground taste?
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Zero: If the thought of something makes any of you giggle for longer than 15 seconds, you are to assume you’re not allowed to do it.
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Four: Zero, you love me, right?
Zero: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.
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Three: Where have you been all day?
Five: Oh, just dealing with things way beyond my maturity level.
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Three: Please pray for Four.
Five: What happened to them?
Three: Nothing, they’re just very stupid.
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Five, pointing a camera at One: There they are, our sweet baby.
One, holding a cigarette and a beer: What-?
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Five: Why does everyone want to kill Four?
One: Because, goddamnit, have you seen them? Their neck looks so snappable.
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Zero: Why are you late?
Three: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.
Zero: Overslept?
Three: Overslept.
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Five A: I’m Five. I’m the tech support.
One: I’m One. I have a knife.
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Zero: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to One.
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Four: Zero, do you love me?
Zero: Of course I do!
Four: Would you still love me if I did something bad?
Zero: Well, of course I… would…
Four: I mean something really, really—
Zero: Four, what did you do?
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One: Whether or not I pay income taxes is none of the government’s business.
Zero: No, well, actually, it is.
One: You don’t know my name or what I look like, good luck finding me.
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Five: Relationships should be 50/50. Zero cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.
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Three: Yeah, I don’t like people.
Zero: Oh, well now that’s not fair Three. Have you met all of them?
Three: I’ve met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards!
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Four: So, are you two friends?
Zero: Yes.
One: No.
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Five: Is this a good idea?
Five: Probably not.
Five: Do I care?
Five: No.
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One: Hi, I’m Four’s emergency contact.
Counter person: You’re here to pick them up?
One: I’m here to remove myself as their emergency contact.
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One: *Picks up hammer and breaks ringing cell phone.*
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Five: How are you today?
Three: Please don’t make me think about my life.
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One: I'm sorry, could you make them stop doing that weird thing with her face?
Five, next to the crying Four: ... Crying?
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Five: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world.
One: Unless you're home alone.
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Three: I regret getting dragged into your heterosexual tomfoolery.
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Five: Not to be nsfw but I want someone to hold me while I sleep.
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One: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go.
Zero: Those are wanted posters!
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Five, after having a nosebleed: Welp. Time to wash the blood off my hands.
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One: Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer extortion. The X makes it sound cool.
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Five: I see the red flags, I acknowledge that they're there, and then I completely ignore them.
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One: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”.
One: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.
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Three: You spent all our money on THIS??
Five, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.
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One: *makes Zero a cup of tea but puts salt in it*
Zero: *sips tea*
One:
Zero: *finishes tea*
One: Didn't it taste bad?
Zero: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.
One, tearing up: Oh, okay.
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One: You can do it Four!
One: But if you can't, at least your death will be quick, painless, and really cool to watch.
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Three: Do you know the ABCs of first aid?
Five: A. Bone. Coming out of the skin is very bad.
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Four: One has only knocked me out three time this week. Our friendship is really developing.
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Four: But seriously, what is the real plan here that has to do with not fucking around?
Zero: There is no plan that does not involve fucking around. But we will make sure all of our fucking around will be applied in a constructive direction.
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One, turning to Four: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.
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Five: What happened to your nose?
One: I used it to break some guy's fist.
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Zero: How did you break your leg?
Three: Do you see those porch stairs?
Zero: Yes.
Three: I didn't.
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One: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.
Five: You and me!
One: *tearing up* Ok.
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Three: Did you buy eggs like I asked?
Five: Even better!
Three: What the fuck did you-
Five: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
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Zero: What’s up? I’m back.
Four: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead
Zero: Death is a social construct.
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Five, admiring a sleeping One: You’re so cute.
One, sleepily: I could beat your ass.
Five, lovingly: I know.
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One: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK!
Five: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!
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One: Y’know, maybe things aren’t so bad. I’m here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts.
Four: Hey, One.
One: GODDAMNIT!
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One: *chokes on something*
Four: Jeez, One, don't die on us.
One: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!
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Three: Don’t you have any dignity, One?
One: Uh, no.
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One: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.
Five: Oh. We're going out?
One: Wh...
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Three: You have an impressive pain tolerance.
Zero: Thanks, it's the trauma.
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Four: Can I bother you for a second?
One: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.
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Zero: One, you need to react when people cry!
One: I did. I rolled my eyes.
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Kidnapper: I have your partner.
Five: What? I don't have a partner...
Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?
Five: Oh my god, you have One.
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One: My ultimate goal is to punch God in the eye, just to spite him one last time.
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Three: H-how do you ask someone out?
One: Well, first-
Five: Don't ask them, they asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.
Three: ... And you said yes?
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*Something crashes*
Five: Shoot-
Zero: *running into the room in a panic* WHAT FELL?!
Three: *walking by the room calmly* What died?
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Five: How is spring not everyone’s favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys!
Three: Allergies are also a problem, y'know.
Five: But pink.
One: And it's hot.
Five: PINK!
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One: If I'm extra sarcastic with you it probably means I'm flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can't handle your crap... have fun figuring out which one.
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Zero: You have to apologize to Four!
One: Fine!
One: Unfuck you, or whatever!
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Three: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed the car?
Four: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said “Zero, deer!"
Three: ... And what did Zero do?
Four: ... They said "Yes, Honey?"
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One: Hey, Three you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform.
Three: Have you ever been to a mortuary?
One: Yea, my grandma lives there.
Three: That is the worst response to that question.
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One: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?
Five: What? No, I—
Four: *enters room*
One: *jaw clenches*
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Zero: What is love?
One: An emotional minefield.
Three: A neurochemical reaction.
Five: Baby don't hurt me.
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Zero: While I'm gone, you're in charge Four.
Four: Yes!
Zero, whispering to Three: You're secretly in charge, but I don't want them to feel bad.
