#superhighgoodbye

[tempportal]

“Well, the good news is,” Five said, and that wasn’t usually the one he liked to lead in with, but clearly it was going to be a day of exceptions, and not rules, “you got in and out so fast, I don’t think anybody actually got a good look at you.” 

Could that even be called good news? Could Five actually call that good news? When he stopped to think about it, a little time behind bars might sober Klaus up for good. (Or it might traumatize Klaus beyond description, as prisons did tend to, but these things were never predictable, and the chances were fifty-fifty. Five liked those odds.)    

“But the bad news is,” he picked one of the many, many little golden jars up off the table, “you were so high, the only thing you stole was a hell of a lot of honey. And no, I don’t know why, either. You never cared to enlighten me last night.”

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[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

@superhighgoodbye​ asked: "My leg fell asleep, one sec…" for Five Hargreeves

Five stared his most useless sibling down. Gritting his teeth, he replied, “We don’t have time to waste. Maybe if you didn’t sit on your ass all day, you’d be in better shape,” he commented.

[apocalypsxridden]

@superhighgoodbye​ asked: " I felt like I was an old cardigan “

TAYLOR SWIFT - FOLKLORE / [ open ]

A sigh rolls past his lips for the third time since he started talking. Five is this close to just ignoring the other completely. How long until Klaus realizes he doesn’t give a shit about his weird personal stories? Does he even care?

“ I’m not going to ask what that means . “ He grumbles after a moment of expectant silence.       “ But something tells me you’re going to explain it to me anyway . “

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@superhighgoodbye X:

Some things rarely ever changed: he should have been used to it by now. The people, who got a nut for a brain, when they were children, couldn’t miraculously grow a bigger one over the years. Especially, when the said people were his siblings: the most immature people in the history of immaturity. It was a miracle they were still alive -well, most of them at least-.

Thousands were the words that threatened to escape his lips: snide comments ready to answer the other’s protest. After giving it a second thought, though, he reached at the conclusion that Klaus wasn’t worth his energy, his efforts. “I am looking for something. But judging from /this/” Index finger pointing at Klaus. “I doubt you have the slightest of a capability to even stand on your feet.”

[familiaanteomnia]

❛ why can’t I come with you? ❜ for Diego

confronting   sentence   prompts

"I’m heading to the gym for a fight.” Klaus would probably keep on persisting; maybe even despite the reason. Easier to just be upfront than stand around for more questions; possibly the type of behavior Klaus had that made saying no impossible. “Hot headed, drunk people and being busy in the ring. As well out of it so you tagging along seems a bad idea.” 

[numberfive05]

“ if you have something to say, spit it out. ”

“You know, not everyone has something to say at every single moment.” He would’ve looked comically small under the towering doorframe if it weren’t for the fact that his face was set hardly, even unfitting in a teen’s body. It was too... adult.“But if I really must say it, then I will.” He moved in a few steps, hands shoved deep in the pockets of his school shorts.“Back there, you claimed no one cared about you.” Drug withdrawal was never kind to anyone, a trip of hardships necessary to slide out into something better. It was much more than just physical repercussions. Five himself had been caught off guard at the sudden outburst at dinner.

“You stormed out before you could see everyone’s expressions.” He didn’t know how to comfort someone, or be emotionally sensitive, but he was observant and blunt enough to deliver the message their siblings couldn’t.“You know what I saw?” He slightly tilted his head to the side.“I saw everyone looking lost, not because they didn’t want to help you, but because they don’t know how to help you without you pushing them away. And if they worry sick over something like that, then you should perfectly see that they care. *Don’t sell me a dog.”

[goodpeopledie]

@superhighgoodbye asked: “Why am I still awake?”

Ben glanced over to his brother, they’d been back from a mission for only half an hour. A mission that had taken them farther from home than they’d ever been before. A mission that on the way home from, neither of them had gotten a bit of sleep. He had just been falling asleep when he heard the door creak open and he rubbed a hand over his face as he sat up and then stared at him. 

❝You can’t sleep?❞ He replied and then bit back a yawn. ❝You wanna go down into the library then?❞ He asked as he swung his legs over the edge of his bed and then pushed himself to stand up. 

[mcnocle]

“Why should I care if you never did?!”

"You are being dramatic Number Four, and I refuse to have this conversation in your current state. If you would stop poisoning yourself for even a day you would realize that everything you perceive about your family and your powers is wrong. The only one who doesn't seem to care is you."