#sixtacles

[moonexile]

@sixtacles  🌑   ❝ if dad finds out you’re here  .  .  .  ❞   he pauses, one look to the door,  then back to ben next to him as they sit on luther’s bed.  ❝  --- if he gets mad,  ❞   he goes on, shaking his head.  his expression softens,  something reserved for only ben.   ❝  i’ll tell him it was my idea.  okay?  ❞  he knows ben has had a hard day,  and while he may never know the right thing to say to make him feel better,  he can give him this ---  a night spent with his brother rather than being alone.  he’s already working up excuses in his head to throw at their father later  (  ‘ i need to help him so he can be stronger, isn’t that what you want? ‘  )  he’s less concerned about their father now and more concerned about just making sure that ben gets a good sleep.  and selfishly, he likes having the company, too.  he’s not as good at admitting when he’s had a rough day.   ❝  you won’t get in trouble.  i promise.  ❞  he’s speaking with his big brother tone;  this time, the softer edge, not the stern one.  

[dcredevill]

❛   there's  someone  in  the  building,  a  man,  going  from  door  to  door.   ❜  //  @sixtacles​   ♡‘d  

[nofive]

He looked at Ben, and then at their brothers, then back at Ben, “Luther isn’t gonna win this one.” He also didn’t want to put money on Diego, because like he always bet on Luther, which meant he wouldn’t be betting this time.

@sixtacles​ - x

[timegreeves]

     received     :     @sixtacles​           “ I want to scream - it makes me feel alive. ”

     ⋯⋯⋯     “ . . . Well, Ben, who am I to stop you? ”  His hands are shoved into his pockets;  an eyebrow perks up as Five nods towards a door.  “ Though I suggest doing so outside.  Rather you scare the birds than the rest of the family. ”

[equationsoff]

@sixtacles​ asked: “ you think they remember anything from their past, after they turn? “

the alcohol doesn’t even burn against his throat any more. a helpful thing since, like the apocalypse he grew up in, water is sparse. a necessity they have to keep for special occasions and death situations. the hotel has become quite the base against the undead horde bearing down on the world. none of his siblings are truly listening to him about how to scavenge and survive despite his first hand experience of living past the end point of a timeline. figures. but ben has been trying to follow his advice which helps soothe his old soul a little.

“ i hope not. ” if they knew what they’d become they’d probably wish for the sweet release of death. a monster knows how monsters think and five knows that there was a time just before his jump to 2019 that he wasn’t thinking past saving the world. his own life merely something to be given in the name of his debt. “ but if they do...perhaps they’d go to where they lived. try and rebuild themselves. ”

[sixtacles]

obligatory indefinite hiatus notice <3

[moonexile]

@sixtacles,  ❛ how is it you’re never scared? ❜

he’s wrong.  luther is scared way more than he allows himself to show,  always too afraid that if he shows any bit of weakness,  then his team will lose all faith in him.  father raised him to be strong,  to be a role model —- to be the person that his siblings look to for inspiration, hope, whatever it was to get them through.  luther was sure that if they ever saw their number one falter,  they’d have no reason to keep pushing themselves.he swallows that fear for the sake of everyone else,  he’s strong so that he can help the others be strong, too.   but trying so hard to bury all of that usually only makes it even more harder for him to really connect with them.  

he scoffs at first,  a smug smile starting to tug at his lips.  it’s a mask.  ❝  ‘cause i’m number one,  ben.  leaders don’t get scared.  only better.  ❞  and he’s ready and committed to keep that up,  keep telling ben that he’s never been afraid of anything and that he can handle anything.  but after all the time he’s spent with ben lately,  when his eyes meet his,  he immediately starts to falter,  that smile slipping away and his features softening.  as easy as it has always been to lie and pretend like he’s fearless for the sake of everyone else —- it feels harder to lie to ben now.  

he looks down,  almost debating whether or not to change the subject,  but then he remembers that there’s a reason that ben confides in him,  and maybe,  he deserves some kind of real open honesty from luther.

he takes a deep breath,  shoulders shrugging before he lifts his head to look up at him.  ❝  —-  but  .  .  .   i do,  ❞   he says quietly.  ❝  i do get scared,  sometimes.  i just know everyone else is, too, and—  and i don’t want to be.  ❞   for all of you.  ❝  i believe in all of us,  and when we’re out there on missions,  i trust you all,  even when i’m hard on you,  you know?  but—-  i guess sometimes,  it’s dangerous,  and i know anything could happen that we’re not prepared for.  so,  yeah,  i get scared then,  thinking about something happening to one of us,  ❞   he admits,  shaking his head almost instantly because he has to deflect  (  he can’t handle the thought of losing any of them.  )  ❝ —- but i know nothing will.   so being scared feels dumb,  ❞   he insists.  of course it’s valid; they’ve already lost a brother,  but luther still wants to believe that it wasn’t something tragic that stole him away,  it was five’s stubbornness that did. 

❝  —-  don’t tell anyone i said that. ❞  it comes out strict,  but it’s his way of telling ben that he’s willing to be a little vulnerable with him in a way he isn’t with the others.