#timetellswounds

[leannabre]

just got back from my babies appointment.. just got to let blisters heal on its own. I love u baby mommy is so sorry!!!

[ordinariums]

@timetellswounds asked: ' if you die, I'll kill you ' for Klaus! Hope this is okay.

sentence starters / accepting!

Only family could threaten you in such a loving way! He chokes out a laugh, which quickly devolves into somewhat of a pained giggle, as he waves a dismissive hand in Five's direction. "Aw, it's so nice to see that forty five years in an apocalypse has no baring on your ability to care!" With his chubby little cheeks and his stoic expression, it's still so hard to believe he's back. "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't get your panties in a twist, the bus barely grazed me."

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

                   ˜”*°•.      A  show-off  had  he  always  been .  Yet,  despite  his  frustrating  nature ,  the  heated  rivalry,  the  occasional  arguments,  she  couldn’t  help  but  rejoice  in  their  interactions .  They  were  similar  -  reasonable,  considering  their  former  job,  and  well …  their  former  trainer .  And  they  could  understand  each  other  as  well .  Not  something  she’d  gotten  the  luck  of  having  with  anyone  else  surrounding  her  -  yes,  she  loved  Diego,  she  loved  him  with  every  inch  of  her  existence.  However,  talking  to  him  about  crazy  timetravelling  theories ?  It  wouldn’t  work.  ❝ Whoah,  little  Einstein . You  forget  whom  you’re  talking  to. ❞   She’d  spent  her  whole  life  in  the  Commission  -  she  believed  she  could  process  some  physics.  ❝ Plus  I’ve  worked  far  longer  than  you  in  the  Commission . ❞

Still ,  she  wasn’t  quite  certain  where  he  was  going  with  this.  ❝ If  you  are  planning  to  make  us  all  look  like  thirteen-year  olds  just  to  make  yourself  feel  better,  I  am  out . ❞  She  knew,  he  wasn’t .  And  well,  maybe  this  whole  theory  of  his  was  interesting  in  the  very  end .  If  he’d  made  himself  look  like  this  with  a  simple  jump,  immortality  was  more  than  certainly  achievable .  He’d  earned  himself  a  whole  lifetime,  after  all .  Yet,  was  it  something  that  they  wanted ?  Debatable .  ❝ Either  way,  can  you  even  timetravel  to  the  exact  date  you  want ?  Because  for  all  I  remember  the  last  few  times  didn’t  go  that  well. ❞   

Continual from here | @timetellswounds

[handlcd]

“So, I don’t think I’m dying, or anything, and it’s probably not that serious, but… I’m kinda bleeding. A lot.”

Memes just wanna have fun!

❝ BOLLOCKS. ❞

Her face crumples at the sight and she's moving, at his side as she reaches to wrap an arm around him in case HIS KNEES BUCKLE. 

❝ Fuck, no, I mean, FUCK that's a lot. ❞

And her greatest fear seemed to bare flesh before her as the starched white shirt he bore seemed to ebb into a CRIMSON MASSACRE. 

❝ Look at me, HEY! Don't you dare PASS OUT ON ME! ❞

His announcement led her to believe he had lost more when he'd been trailing the halls looking for her. She bites her bottom lip and fights the urge to CRY because it won't do her any good. She'd secure his hip to hers, pulling him in TIGHT. 

❝ You're not LEAVING ME. It's me and you and you're not WEASELING OUT OF THIS YOU NUMPTY. ❞

She'd begin to help him towards a desk, the office he'd found her in in ABSOLUTE RUINS. She'd help him sit, sliding to her knees to rip at his shirt. They didn't have time for a GENTLE BEDSIDE MANNER. She'd need to cauterize him before he BLED OUT. The only warning he'd receive is the belt she removes from her waist being offered. He'd want something to bite on. 

[lilapxtts]

from here -- [ x ] @timetellswounds

Honestly, had she meant the tall guy? Not quite, but it was just a way to find an excuse. An excuse for what? She wasn't entirely sure; Maybe run into him? Speak to him?

And it's like he knew her because rather than having her walk across the room to find the big man, he pulled her onto the dance floor. She wasn't complaining, it's what she had wanted after all.

Lila finds herself moving along to the music with him, she laughs and she smiles as she watches him move along to the beat of the music. Her own body moving along to the rhythm as she danced close, especially to hear him speak.

"Diego has his hands busy with the Gracie, I didn't want to interrup the father-daughter duo" she stated, and when he spins her, she loses herself in his embrace when she's spun back to him. Her hands gently on his shoulders now as she looks at him with a new fondness. Perhaps it has always been there, but she wasn't afraid to show it now.

"--And chances are he might have spun me into a waiter spilling all the drinks in the wake." which wasn't a lie, so it was best that he remained with the girls.

[handlcd]

jail

Memes just wanna have fun!. 

jail, sender and receiver are both thrown into the same holding cell at a police station.

Her hand CLENCHES around her own knee. It had been a MESS. The police had arrived and wanted to take Five for one reason or another. She'd cracked one in the back of the head with their flower pot and climbed another like a spider monkey, screaming and lashing out. Being TAZED hadn't been the highlight of her night but they sat in a holding cell, her in pajamas and a bloody nose. 

❝ This is BULLSHIT. They framed you, A SCROTAL SACK COULD SEE THAT! ❞

They'd gotten too close. Work had become dangerous and they'd trusted someone they shouldn't have, and she was yelling at the cops who mosey along, rolling their eyes at her. She turns to Five, her fingers itching from the sheer force she had used earlier. SHE CRAVES MORE. 

❝ Come here. ❞

She'd motion him over and, when he came close, she'd pull him in by the lapels. PDA tends to make everyone uncomfortable and she knows they're averting their gazes as she melts into him, her lips warm and honeyed. Her hand moves to bury itself in his hair and, from it, she slips a HAIR PIN. They had searched her for them but, sexism had worked in their favor and she slipped it into her sleeve as she broke the kiss, meeting his eyes. 

❝ If we stay here, we DIE. We've got ta' move, yeah? ❞

She'd already hit several police officers. Her job would be as good as done unless they could prove themselves. To do that, they needed a RUNNING HEAD START. 

[handlcd]

 @timetellswounds CONTINUED FROM HERE. 

SHE GRITS HER TEETH. She knows she shouldn't react, she should soothe but how dare he? How dare he lay next to her every night and then PULL THIS. How could he say those things to her with the same mouth he'd smiled and kissed her with? 

❝ ...I can't. ❞

 And she wants to hold, to protect but her chest feels heavy and she sits up in bed, slipping her shoes on. She doesn't look at him, doesn't want to for once and she'd slip her robe free from one of the posts of their bed, slipping it on hastily. Her face falls when she stands up. Where was she going to go? The kitchen seemed like a safe space but her mouth was opening before her feet could move. 

❝ I know you're not here. Not right now, because you wouldn't talk to me like THAT. I can't be here. Not this time. ❞

Because she had been there. From the first time he'd done this, she'd been there but she'd left one emotionally bankrupt relationship and she wasn't keen on putting up with another. At least not right now, as her feet finally find feeling and she takes a step towards their bedroom door.

[handlcd]

' you were dead. i saw you die ' whispers... maybe... someone has a nightmare >.><.<

Memes just wanna have fun!. 

She turns in bed, facing him with warm eyes. His hair was stuck to his head and she'd reach to brush it away, worry evident but tone level. She wasn't going to PITY HIM. He hated it from others and she wasn't others. Her hand finds his and she holds it to her chest as she scoots closer, their noses brushing.

❝ I'm right here. ❞

She doesn't wax poetic on how she'll never leave. THAT WOULD BE A LIE. She had no control over how their lives would play out. What she could promise is to be at his side for as long as life allowed so, she does. 

❝ I'm here, hm? And when you wake up and put on that GOD AWFUL SUIT, I'll be here then too. YOU'RE STUCK WITH ME, love. ❞

And she's pulling him into her arms, his gangly frame slotting into her small one like pieces of a jagged, chaotic sort of puzzle. Two pieces that shouldn't fit and yet, snap together without much prompting. That was who they were, and Five was suffering the consequences of it. She'd swallow thickly, fighting her tears to stay calm for him. He needed REASSURANCE and she needed him to be ok. Not to get better but to allow her to help him move on. 

❝ I'm here, love. I'm here. ❞