#heartsapclypse

    “ how avoidant. i’m sure a therapist would have a field day with that statement. ” five didn’t want to remember any of their past either but he’s the sole survivor of a past now hypothetical. one from a universe that no longer exists. an apocalypse prevented. he nurses the whiskey he’s stolen from diego’s kitchen and ponders exactly where the night will go. will diego have more questions on why his brother has turned up on his doorstep alone or would he simply let him disappear back to the academy once the morning came? he sure hopes for the latter but his bleeding heart brother would probably go for the former.

five wouldn’t have come had he any way of getting access to medical supplies without having to inform one of the others. grace would probably inform luther and he’s not looking forward to a family meeting over his omission to his injuries. sure, he hasn’t told diego the specifics but if anyone could NOT judge him for getting in a fight, it’s diego.

HE UNDERSTOOD HER AND SHE UNDERSTOOD HIM. at least she thought so. she cared about jason but she also had a job to do and she hoped he would understand, hell maybe even help her. but the titans, they felt it to be some kind of overreaction, which it wasn’t. her father had to go down, and she had every intention of being the one to do it. as she leaned her head back and then turned towards him her brow raised and she stared at him down, even with one eye she could make for a hell of a glare. “i’m doing this with or without your help jason.” she stressed as she turned back to the sword which she pushed into the sheath and then moved to look over the uniform she had for herself.

she   was   looking   up   at   the   sky,   watching   as   the   dark   clouds   rolled   in   overhead   with   the   looming   threat   of   rain.   normally,   she   loved   the   rain   and   all   that   it   brought   —   but   not   when   she   was   hiding   just   outside   the   qz   and   getting   ready   to   venture   off   into   the   great   unknown   with   damien.   she   felt   the   cool   air   get   cooler   and   the   air   grow   damper,   her   eyes   fixating   on   the   slight   beam   of   sun   that   pushed   through   the   clouds.   she   was   stuck   in   her   own   head   for   a   moment   until   she   heard   the   sound   of   leaves   and   twigs   crunching   behind   her.   she   quickly   turned   around   with   a   pistol   aimed,   but   she   put   it   down   once   she   saw   it   was   damien.            ‘   hey.   ’         she   said,   putting   the   gun   back   in   her   pants.   she   hated   needing   to   ask   for   help,   but   she   had   never   stepped   foot   outside   the   qz   and   now   she   had   no   choice.   it   was   either   take   her   chances   out   there   or   be   executed.            ‘   i   was   starting   to   get   worried.   ’         she   admitted,   looking   at   the   analog   watch   around   her   wrist.   he   was   only   a   few   minutes   later   than   agreed   to   meet.         ‘   thanks   again,   by   the   way   —   i   know   it’s   a   lot   to   ask   you   to   do   this,   but   i   wouldn’t   be   able   to   make   it   out   there   on   my   own.   least   not   yet   anyways.   i   have   no   fuckin’   clue   what’s   out   there.   ’ / @heartsapclypse

@heartsapclypse​​ said: ❝ you’re the favorite. you know it’s true. ❞  from klaus!

“Let me get this straight,” Five rubs at his temple to ease the dull, pulsing ache in the side of his head — Klaus has a tendency to spout off some pretty crazy shit whenever the urge strikes him (which is, apparently, all the goddamn time) but this has got to take the cake in terms of sheer insanity and general triviality. “You are a man in his thirties, and you are still hung up on which one of us Dad liked best? And here I thought that was Diego’s shtick.”

All right, Five can admit that the old man’s little red book, chock-full of data and statistics on himself and his siblings, has been... startlingly and unexpectedly complimentary when it comes to him — while his fellow subjects lag far behind, Number Five continues to make rapid progress and in both academics and athletics, Number Five consistently outstrips the others and Number Five exhibits not only an admirable ambition and thirst for knowledge, but the intensity and diligence required to achieve his goals besides — but it’s always tempered with some scathing remark about his reckless bouts of rebellion, his stubborn pride, his consistent overestimation of his own importance and abilities, and Five seriously cannot even begin to imagine what makes Klaus think Reginald liked him any better than his siblings.

He flips about a dozen pages farther, until he reaches a string of entries from 2002 — he already read through the whole thing back when Viktor still needed twice-weekly training sessions to help him get the hang of his apocalyptic powers, and though he’s always skimmed over the sections on himself, this particular one burned itself into his brain like a brand from the second he saw it — and jabs a finger sharply at the one marked November 17. 

it all hit her like a literal train.  one night she was hanging with jason on the couch in the living room, playfully fighting with him over the remote or the bowl of popcorn they shared -  she honestly can’t quite remember.  but she can remember overhearing dawn making a comment about how ‘ autumn totally liked him ’, and it was met with quiet agreements from the other titans.  since then it was like her entire perspective towards him has changed.  autumn avoided him since that day like he was some kind of horrible walking disease out of fear he could see how bright her cheeks went whenever he walked in the room or how visibly flushed she got the moment she heard his voice.  when did she start liking him...?  she can’t quite pinpoint it, but she thinks she’s always liked him.  she just didn’t figure it out until it was pointed out.  what started as a harmless quiet comment about the two, one which she wasn’t supposed to hear, ended up with autumn being unable to sleep at night, plagued with thoughts of jason todd.  she finds herself thinking back to the times they trained together and she wants to punch herself in the face.  it was deeply affecting her and autumn was by no means good at concealing her emotions, especially when something was bothering her.  she just couldn’t stop thinking about him and how much she wanted him.  thoughts of just grabbing him and kissing him popped into her brain multiple times a day and she had to force herself to get a grip.  today was like every other, only she had let down her guard enough to wander out to the kitchen in one of her dreamlike trances, once again got no one just jason on her mind as she mindlessly munches on cereal straight from the box.  it was so bad she didn’t even sense someone wandering in after it.  it was exactly like their first meeting.

“ this is camera ready? ” the amount of colors that are assaulting his eyes makes him want to simply blink himself back to the apocalypse. clearly, the holidays mean a lot to his brother and family photos are basically a legal requirement. viktor hasn’t allowed any of them to really get away from the flash of the camera in the name of making memories. for five, it’s the first christmas he’s experienced properly since the apocalypse. the idea of it all both suffocating but also welcome in the uncomfortable nature of it all.