Scars

fr where is everyone

where are all my malakai x amerie truthers?? feels really lonely in this fandom and s2 came out two days ago

:/

sobbing

just saw the most heartbreaking annabeth take from ep 3

10 Things I Hate About You  /  Stranger Things s04e01

A response to this prompt from @gingerly-writing

CW: Death, mention of murder, serious wounds, reanimating the dead

"I wasn't important enough for [hero] to save, for anyone to save. I wasn't even enough to save myself. So why the hell did you bring me back to life?"

"To save you."

Villain crooked their finger, trailing the blue hue of livor mortis from Sidekick's cheek to the gaping hole at the base of their throat, raw and black but no longer weeping. A twin wound marred the back of their neck just below Villain's cradling grip, but they ignored both wounds as much as they did the deadly chill soaking into their fingertips.

Sidekick stared them dead in the eyes, hard, unblinking. They'd had such lovely eyes in life, a bright shade of bottle-green that even Villain couldn't help admiring from time to time. Now a hazy film clouded them a pale, greenish grey. How unfortunate.

Villain did not flinch or turn away, but the venom gathering in Sidekick's mouth did not dry.

"Liar," they spat.

Villain raised one brow. "Is that a fact?"

"You barely acknowledged I was alive. Why would that change after I died?"

Villain pulled them further into their arms, wet locks pasting to the criminal's face as they went forehead to forehead. "Perhaps I've always been secretly and madly in love with you."

Sidekick thrashed, but their limbs still carried the heavy stiffness of rigor mortis, and would for at least a couple more hours, so all they succeeded in doing was bapping the heel of one half-closed hand against Villain's chin.

Villain drew back a few inches and quirked an unimpressed smile. "What? Cuter up close? Come on, you've hit me harder than that."

"Let go!" Sidekick cried, squirming uselessly, tears pricking their clouded eyes.

"Alright, alright, calm down." Villain tutted at them like a tantruming child. "Let's get you out of here first."

Tucking their arm under Sidekick's cold legs, they hoisted them into a bridal carry and started toward the mouth of the cave. The leftover inch of chain hanging off the do-gooder's anklet clinked with each step and glinted vaguely as they stepped out into the sun. As Sidekick clumsily attempted to shield their face with one arm, Villain shifted them a little and laid one hand loosely across their eyes.

"You don't have to--" Sidekick began snippily, but the roar of waves crashing on the rocks cut them off. Their entire body seized, each muscle growing even stiffer.

Was that what they'd heard in the hours before the tide came? In Supervillain's videos, Sidekick knelt blindfolded on the cave floor. How would it have felt hearing that sound, not knowing how much time was passing or how far the water was rising? To feel the cold water start gathering around your legs? What a cruel way to spend one's final moments. Then for Supervillain to cut it all off with a blade? That was just unnecessary torture.

"The thing is, Hero should have saved you," Villain said, starting up the slope. They knew talking about a different angle to their death wasn't much of a distraction, but it was all they could think to say. They're plan hadn't gotten much further than a basic outline. "They're making themselves look like a mess on tv, wailing and crying about being too late, but I saw them that day. A lot of flying back and forth, and walking around, but not really going anywhere."

Sidekick sniffled a little, tears dripping icy on Villain's fingertips. "Why were you watching them?"

"I'm always watching them," Villain said. "Even right now, I'm watching them."

They lifted their fingers briefly to twist their square watch toward Sidekick's face.

"Click that button on the side."

Sidekick hesitated, but finally, with some difficulty, they jabbed their thumb into the button and lit the screen with a view of the street. Clicking it again switched the image to Hero's house, the lot outside their workplace, the rooftop view of the sky, etc.

"Cameras." Villain dropped their hand back over Sidekick's eyes. "If I want to keep on Hero's plans, I need to keep an eye on them. But I only get so much. I know Hero didn't try to save you that day, what I don't know is why."

"Like I said," Sidekick mumbled. "I'm not very important."

"I don't buy that."

Sidekick jolted. "Y-you don't?"

"No. Any human loss is a blotch on Hero's reputation, let alone their own Sidekick. They're spinning it their way now, but allowing your death was a huge risk."

They spotted their car at the top of the slope and jogged the last few meters to the back door. Sidekick blinked rapidly up at them as they removed their hand and laid them in the backseat.

Villain met their eyes. "I think you're very important. Enough to scare Hero very badly."

"That's why you saved me."

Villain grimaced. "Well I could go on about how gracious I am, but yes. Apparently, you know something big enough that Hero wanted you dead? I simply had to hear it straight from the horse's mouth."

Villain looked at them expectantly, but Sidekick only stared back.

"One problem with that," they finally said, voice hushed.

Villain leaned in closer. "What's that?"

"I don't know why Hero wanted me dead. I...I thought we were...friends."

Their voice cracked on the last word and a new set of cold tears streamed their cheeks.

Villain wasn't sure how to respond. The beings they brought back to life often carried trauma, but usually, they didn't deal with them directly or need them for quite so long. Not to mention they were in breach of their biggest rule: don't bring back anyone they knew personally.

It was a precaution put in place only a couple years after they discovered their powers. They'd quickly learned that the pain of losing someone was nothing compared to the agony of losing them a second time. People often wanted goodbyes. They wanted closure. Six more months of orange sticky buns and bedtime stories cut off in a random instant did not bring closure.

But they didn't really know Sidekick. Sure, they'd been caught in their fair share of fights, and they knew the basics about them, but that was different from being in danger of regretting aliving them. They wanted info and that was it. A few questions and they'd probably be done in no time.

"Hero is a greasy piece of garbage that deserves nothing less than a good crushing. Anything you know of them is probably a lie. Forget them."

They slammed the car door on Sidekick's shocked expression and moved up to the front seat, drowning out any possible comments with the rev of the engine.

***

By the time they reached Villain’s lair, Sidekick had been alive long enough to be able to stand. They resisted Villain’s proffered arm, but followed them slowly and creakily inside. So. Progress.

On the way in, they caught a glimpse of themself in the hallway mirror, freezing them to the spot. They ran their hand over their bluish cheeks and lips and settled their fingertips over the gouged hollow of their throat. For a moment their lips moved, like they might say something, or maybe where whispering real quiet, but then just as quickly they tore themselves away from their reflection and stumbled into the living room.

They flopped down heavily on Villain’s couch, sending a few cushions to the floor. They picked up the fluffy, sage roll pillow and began smoothing the fuzz back and forth.

“So, you brought me back to life.” They didn’t look up from the pillow. “Not CPR or anything, just regular supernatural reanimation.”

“You don’t have to make it sound so mundane,” Villain said. “It’s not like you know anyone else who can—“

"For how long?"

“Huh?”

“It’s not permanent, right? I know that much about you. Whatever you revive has an expiration date. So how long do I have?”

Villain paused for a long moment but finally said, “ I really can't say. No less than 3 months, no more than 2 years. It’s pretty random…”

Sidekick swallowed and nodded. They definitely weren’t comfortable with that knowledge, and who would be? Villain sometimes felt it was just as cruel for those given a second chance at life as it was for their loved ones.

“So how does this work exactly? Cause I could feel when you touched me but I don’t…feel this.”

They hovered their hand just shy of touching the death-wound.

“Basically you have the sensations of a living human, without being fully alive. You can touch, taste, smell, all that fun stuff. You can even eat. And even If you look like a corpse, I promise you won’t rot. But since you already died, you’re kinda immune to the things regular people need. No heartbeat, no breathing, no bleeding…no death—not until the reanimation-whatever-it-is wears off that is.”

Sidekick lifted their hand up in front of their face in amazement. "So I'm immortal?"

"In a way, but you have to be careful, if you injure yourself, you won't heal.”

Sidekick was already off the couch and not listening. “They think they can kill me and get away with it? Well how would they like an unkilllable target?”

Villain took a few steps after them. “No. I don’t recommend— Even if the pain only lasts a moment, you could still lose body functionality!”

"I'm going to kill them,” Sidekick seethed, hazy eyes narrowing. “Both of them."

With that they lurched toward the door, picking up speed with every step.

"Oh no you're not!" Villain cried, speedwalking out the front door after them. "You're going to help me!”

Master Taglist:

@moss-tombstone @crazytwentythrees @just-1-lonely-person @the-vagabond-nun @willow-trees-are-beautiful @cocoasprite @insanedreamer7905 @valiantlytransparentwhispers @whovian378 @watercolorfreckles @thebluepolarbear @yulanlavender @kitsunesakii @deflated-bouncingball @lem-hhn @office-plant-in-a-trenchcoat @last-ditch-entry @ghostfacepepper @pigeonwhumps

AHHHH THIS IS SOO GOOD

So Come One, Come All - Five Hargreeves X GN! Reader

Summary: After you find out that your husband of 40 years cheated on you with his own brother’s wife, you give up on figuring out how to fix the apocalypse and run off. That’s when you’re lead to a suspicious deli full of the exact face you never wanted to see again.

Word count: 1647

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Warnings: Cheating, Heartbreak, Happy Ending, rushed writing, not beta read we die like men

Disclaimer: Five is canonically in the body of an 18 year old in this season. Not to mention he aged like 7 more years with Lila. Also, obvious Season 4 spoilers. This season was awful and Five was done so dirty and he’s still ooc in this fic (or at least a version of him is)

———————————————————————

You had no idea how long you had been walking for. All you knew was that you were tired.

Tired of everything. Of the constant apocalypses, the fighting, the stress, …the lying, the heartache. Everything.

You had to get away from that place. You couldn’t stand to be around anyone from that family anymore. Around…him.

You and Five have been married for forty years. You both met in the first apocalypse as teens. You weren’t special like him or his siblings but you were both grateful to have someone else around.

You slowly fell in love over the years as you grew older together. You had a makeshift marriage with a ring Five had made for you out of random bits of metal he had found.

You had both been recruited into the Commission together and quickly became the most badass couple in the entire organization. You were always put on missions together for your efficiency and speed.

You had followed Five back in time to see his family, consequently getting stuck in your younger body as well. You followed him everywhere. You would’ve given your life for him.

So, how could he do this to you?

Forty years, thrown away all because he supposedly got stuck for seven fucking years in a stupid timeline traveling subway station with another woman.

You wanted to kill him. He knew that you didn’t like how comfortable Lila was with him since the beginning and he had assured you he wasn’t interested in her at all and that you were all he wanted. What a load of bullshit that was.

You had left after their explanation. You saw the way he looked at her. The exact same way he used to look at you. For him at had been years since he last saw you. For you, it had only been a few hours since he last looked at you like you were the world.

You had slipped off the wedding ring and threw it at his face before leaving. You could hear him trying to get you to stay and try to follow you but he was stopped by Diego.

You were so lost in thought before you found yourself in front of the entrance to a subway station. This must be the one they were talking about. You looked behind you, making sure no one had followed you but also as a way to look back on this life.

If they were telling the truth about the timelines…then you weren’t going to be coming back to this one. Maybe there is a timeline where you’re happy. One where you and Five don’t meet. Or maybe one where none of this happens. Where you’re both a normal married couple.

You took a deep breath as you gazed down the steps. Once you took your first step down, you knew there was no going back.

As you descended the steps, the eerie silence unnerved you. You could hear only your footsteps on the ground and the squeaking of the turnstile as you pushed through it.

You were startled by the sound of the speakers playing some sort of announcement. It was impossible to understand considering it was all backwards.

Soon, the subway entered the station and came to a halt. The doors opened and you stood still, you were still a little creeped out. Five always made you feel more comfortable in situations like this…but he wasn’t here anymore.

You swallowed your unease and entered the subway car. You slowly took a seat and looked around before the doors closed and the subway started moving. You looked out the window as flashes of colour went by.

You were there for a couple minutes before you stopped. The doors opened but you didn’t get up. You weren’t sure if you wanted to get off yet. You wanted to be sure you were as far from the timeline you were just in as possible.

You felt something pull inside of you though. Something wanted you to get off and explore. So you did.

You let yourself be guided by this feeling deep inside. It was like your heart was pulling you somewhere.

It isn’t long until you end up in front of a building of some kind. Could you even call it that? You never left the station and it’s the only other place in here. Is it more of a building in a building? You didn’t want to think about it too much.

The words “Max’s Delicatessen” were shining brightly in your face. You were a little amused. Maybe you were hungry and it was actually your stomach bringing you here rather than your heart.

You sighed and decided to check it out.

But when you entered, you were horrified at what you saw.

The entire deli was full of copies of your (now ex) husband. This was the last thing you wanted to see and you internally cursed at your conscious for bringing you here.

You could feel your heartbeat pick up and your breathing become heavy as tears pricked at your eyes.

Finally, one of the Five’s had looked up and noticed you stuck in place at the door.

“Darling!” He shot up out of his seat, audibly hitting his knee on the table but he didn’t flinch.

Suddenly, every single Five in the place had his eyes on you, each with various emotions displayed on their face.

The Five that spotted you quickly made his way over to you. He lifted his shaking hands and held them over your cheeks, too scared to make contact in case you fade away.

You could see the disbelief and love in his eyes. This snapped you out of your confusion and slapped his hands away from you and backed yourself up into the door.

The Five in front of you looked confused and hurt before sighing and lowering his hands.

“Sorry…I forgot that you’re not the same one.” He apologized.

“What the FUCK is going on?” You exclaimed as you looked around to be met with all the Five’s still staring at you. “How did you get here? Why are there multiples of you? Why can’t you just leave me alone!”

“Woah, woah, slow down. Breathe. You’re okay. Everything’s fine.” The Five in front of you tried to calm you down. “You took the subway right? This is a different timeline. We’re all the same person from different timelines. Usually the only new people that enter here are a version of me…or…us I guess. You’re the only…well…you, that has shown up here.” He explained.

“What?” You looked at him like he was crazy.

“She should sit down.” Another Five had said.

“Come on, hun. Come sit down and we can talk.” He had reached out towards you, careful not to touch you while he guided you towards the opposite end of the booth he was previously at.

You sat down, still in shock. It felt weird being surrounded by so many Five’s. Especially when you were trying to get away from him.

“I guess I’ll start.” Five had sat down across from you and sighed.

“In my timeline, you and I had been together for years. We met at the Commission. At first we hated each other but we were always put on missions together. Over time…I had fallen for you, and luckily for me, you reciprocated those feelings. We were together romantically for years. We were on our last mission before our contract with the Commission ended. We were planning on getting married after and retiring somewhere nice. But…it went wrong…and I lost you. You died in my arms.” He looked off to the side and tried to play off wiping away his tears.

“I haven’t seen you in years. You’re just as beautiful as the day I lost you.” He reached a hand across the table and gently placed it on yours.

You teared up as you saw the pure love in his eyes. Your Five used to look at you like that and it still hurt knowing he no longer felt that way.

“If you’re here…then something must’ve happened to the Five in your timeline.” He rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand.

You stilled and took your hand back, making the Five in front of you frown.

You hugged your torso for comfort and curled in on yourself slightly as you looked down at the table.

“We were married for forty years…but he got stuck in the subway with Lila and…I guess forty years didn’t mean anything because in seven years he threw it all away for…her.” You hiccuped as you tried to hold back your tears.

There were multiple grumbles and scoffs around the deli.

The Five across from you reached across the table and held your shoulder gaining your attention.

“Everyone here had a version of you in their timeline. We all lost you in one way or another. I think I speak for all of us when I say…having you here is the best thing to happen to us, and he’s a complete idiot for throwing you away like that.” He smiled as he lightly caressed your cheek.

You smiled slightly at his words.

“Aww there’s that beautiful smile.” Five said as he lightly pinched your cheek.

You giggled and batted his hand away and wiped your tears away.

A sandwich and drink was placed in front of you and you looked up to another Five holding a now empty tray.

“Your favourite, just the way you like it.” He said as he gently grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on the back of it with a wink.

You blushed at the action and thanked him.

Even though you got on that train in order to get away from him…you don’t think you’ll be getting back on any time soon.

maybe I was just a girl, interrupted

#dontcallmeoutlikethat

I could get over anything as long as I have something new to be obsessed with

He may act tough but his ass is goofy. I just know it.

RockStar Boyfriend 🎸

Dominic. Fucking. Fike.

“This one goes out to my girl.”

He points to you and immediately you feel the heat from the stage lights burning your skin and all eyes glued to you.

Low key wanna start a series on here, follow my Wattpad if you haven’t @holdmeh <3. Will be updating ‘camaraderie’ very very soon. xoxo