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LUTHER WAS RIGHT

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wishlist things

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                                   𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞                                         𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

                             dave katz  .  the umbrella academy  .  by  synth  .  

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* mini starter call

send a word for a starter. feel free to combine prompts.

‘ dial ’ for a phone call starter

‘ beep ’ for a texting starter

‘ silence ’ for a nonverbal starter

‘ sun ’ for a good morning starter

‘ moon ’ for a goodnight starter

‘ care ’ for a sick starter

‘ hurt ’ for an injured starter

‘ zzz ’ for a tired starter

‘ recovery ’ for a hospital starter

‘ heart ’ for a caring starter

‘ onion ’ for an angsty starter

‘ trouble ’ for a worrisome starter 

‘ boo ’ for a scared starter

‘ lull ’ for a comforting starter 

‘ balloon ’ for a happy starter

‘ rawr ’ for a silly starter

‘ grump ’ for a bad mood starter

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Five took a long hard look to his brother, noting that he really did look all worn and beaten. He didn’t want to comment on it, only having been around for a few days. Maybe this was just who he was now. “Lost what?” He only merely uttered after a spare moment, before the answer had gotten to him. The case had swiftly made its way across the floor before Five looked back up to Klaus now. “You were in the Vietnam War? Jesus, Klaus! What the hell is wrong with you?”

   “Oh I wanted to go on a vacation.  Y’know after no one noticed I was kidnapped.  Seemed like a lovely place to go.”  His voice dripped with sarcasm as he took a seat on the bed.  Wanted a shower and at least a dozen donuts.  “What the fuck do you mean?  I have no idea how that case works it just zapped me there.  Unlike you, I had no control over when or where.  Would’ve gone to Disney if I had a choice.”

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shit I should probably uhh hey we don’t condone incest in this house 

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He looked on to his brother, a short furrowed glance turning into absolute concern. This was not like Klaus, and he could tell. But, he also didn’t know how exactly the other was dealing with whatever it was that he was going through. But picking fights had never been his style. “Thinking about what?” He asked back, leaning further away to get a better full look of Klaus. “Hey. Hey, I’m right here alright? I’m trying to help, trying to better understand what’s going on with you.”

  He really just wanted to go to bed.  Sleep for a couple of days with preferably a big soft comforter.  And clean pajamas.  Wanted a long hot bath and to not feel like decking his own brother.  Klaus had never been the one to react to things in such a way.  Not that he’d ever really learned how to properly regulate emotions and prevent melt downs.  “You remember when we all turned eighteen?  And fucker old dad didn’t have to take care of us anymore?  I left and went to jail pretty quick after that.  Something-something uh happened.  I mean war sucked, but at least people were there.  To help-sort of.  Dave helped.  He was dead years before I got to jail.”

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* rest prompts

feel free to combine prompts.

missing piece. falling asleep somewhere that isn’t their bed. 

cloud. waking up and being soothed back to sleep. 

name. being so exhausted that they faintly whisper the name of someone they trust as they are carried to bed.

moonlight. trying to stay up until a loved one comes back home. 

fog. hearing stay awake as they are carried to safety. 

armor. falling in and out of a restless sleep. feeling safe when a loved one presses a kiss to their forehead and strokes their hair.

gravity. cuddling up to a loved one when they are too tired to see straight. 

repair. being confined to bed due to injury or illness and hating every second of it.  

misfit. getting out of bed too soon, insisting they feel much better, and collapsing / passing out.   

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Panic Attack Starters:

“Calm down, I’m here now.” “Stop panicking, you’re only making it worse!” “I can’t breathe-“ “Are you having a panic attack? Wait- let me help, just breathe.” “Oh darling, no one cares about your pity act. Gasp for air all you like.” “It’s just a panic attack, I’m fine, I’m used to it just- give me a moment.” “Give me space I can’t fucking breathe!” “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god-“ “Why are you shaking so much?” “You look pale… sit down.” “Are you all right?” “D-don’t come in- I’m fine-“ “Look at me, okay? Everything is fine, just breathe, in and out. In and out.” “I think I’m going to throw up.” “Stop crying, I’m so sick of you pretending to be scared.” “Did something happen? Are you okay?” “I didn’t know you suffered panic attacks.” “I thought you stopped having these…” “Have you taken your medication?” “Okay, sit up, watch me, and breathe. We’ll do this together.” “Don’t panic like that! You’re going to give me a panic attack too!”

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  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

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“Shit—” Klaus’ sudden arrival had him practically jumping back as his brows furrowed together, taking another look over his brother before assessing the whole thing. “You look like you just got back from something big.” He started off, before offering a hand to help his brother up. “Where’d you end up?” As he looked into the other’s eyes, he saw it then, a sort of fizzled out and worn out effort escaping him while Five still looked on, more confused than ever. “Holy shit—when did you end up?”

  He’d laugh at the surprise in Five’s voice if he wasn’t remaining face down in carpet that makes it hard to breathe.  Slowly rolled over and took the offered hand, wavering dangerously once on his feet.  “I mean-we lost didn’t we?  I knew how it ended.”  Klaus only remembered bits and pieces from their various history lessons, but that little tidbit had come in handy.  “Vietnam, sixty-eight.  That was wild.”  Kicked the case with enough effort to send it across the room.  

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Eternal Peace Is Probably Overrated

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❛❛ Seriously, that was your best idea? ❜❜ 

❛❛ I didn’t know what I was expected. ❜❜ 

❛❛ How humanity survived so long is a mystery to me. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’m surrounded by idiots. ❜❜ 

❛❛ How are you going to explain this shit away? ❜❜ 

❛❛ What is wrong with you- No, what is right with you? ❜❜ 

❛❛ And you just had to leave the body on my carpet? ❜❜ 

❛❛ I keep screaming but no one hears me. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Each time your mouth opens all that comes out is the sound of Mr. Bean. ❜❜ 

❛❛ It takes time and patience to be a good person, neither of which I have enough off. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I tried to tell you not to, but like, not too loud. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I just woke up and I’m already going back to bed. ❜❜ 

❛❛ You haven’t choked on your tongue, that on itself is surprising. ❜❜ 

❛❛ There’s nothing I hate more than everything. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Maybe I was the idiot for aligning myself with you guys. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Is that blood? I swear to god if the feds show up again- ❜❜ 

❛❛ What the fuck do you want me to do? ❜❜ 

❛❛ You fucked your way into this, and you’re gonna have to unfuck yourself. ❜❜ 

❛❛ You’re being nice, so where is the body and get the shovel. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I was a good kid, how did I end up with you fuckers. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Yeah, I knew that was going to end up badly. I just needed to watch it happen. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’m not even going to comment. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Oh, for fuck’s sake. ❜❜ 

❛❛ What did you do now? ❜❜ 

❛❛ That breaks several international laws, state laws, country laws, and nautical laws. ❜❜ 

❛❛ As long as you drop everything and focus on me, I should be fine. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I don’t like this, so I’m going to bed. ❜❜ 

❛❛ People in the dark ages had this figured out, but no. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’m going nowhere near any kids, polio is too hip and cool among parents for my tastes. ❜❜ 

❛❛ What are you doing? Why are you touching me? No. Help. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I don’t like what your thinking and I don’t even know what it is. ❜❜ 

❛❛ That’s enough emotions for today, goodnight. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I have depression and I’m depressed, Karen. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I can smell the bullshit coming out of your mouth. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’ll find out what you’re hiding, and when I do, I’ll be really pissed. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Did you just now figure it out? ❜❜

❛❛ Their evil plan wasn’t even that complicated yet it completely went through you? ❜❜ 

❛❛ Are you even listening to me? ❜❜ 

❛❛ What are you waiting for, a formal invitation? ❜❜ 

❛❛ We’re not friends, I just need you alive. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Do you even know what a book is? A b-o-o-k. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Are you dumb, or did you just drink a bottle of horse tranquilizer? ❜❜ 

❛❛ Common sense is the sixth sense you’re all missing. ❜❜  

❛❛ Look at me, look into the face of a broken person. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I don’t hate you as much as I do others, that’s it. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I don’t know why you woke me up, I was busy playing girl. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Please remove me as your emergency contact, my phone won’t stop ringing. ❜❜ 

❛❛ You’re not dead so it clearly worked. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Why would I do that- This better be good coffee. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’m going to regret this, but I would miss you if you died. ❜❜ 

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* mini starter call

send a word for a starter. feel free to combine prompts.

‘ dial ’ for a phone call starter

‘ beep ’ for a texting starter

‘ silence ’ for a nonverbal starter

‘ sun ’ for a good morning starter

‘ moon ’ for a goodnight starter

‘ care ’ for a sick starter

‘ hurt ’ for an injured starter

‘ zzz ’ for a tired starter

‘ recovery ’ for a hospital starter

‘ heart ’ for a caring starter

‘ onion ’ for an angsty starter

‘ trouble ’ for a worrisome starter 

‘ boo ’ for a scared starter

‘ lull ’ for a comforting starter 

‘ balloon ’ for a happy starter

‘ rawr ’ for a silly starter

‘ grump ’ for a bad mood starter

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fuck it new starter call.  if I have no ideas I’ll yeet into your dms

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It had been an entire ordeal in the bar, something that Diego would defend Klaus with to no end, and yet, he knew there was more there that the other was hiding. There was something that Klaus just wasn’t saying. With a short sigh and a hesitated glanced over to his brother as he settled back into the seat of his car, he left one hand propped against the back of the seat as he looked over him. “What’s really going on. This is not you. Since when do you go and pick fights with people?”

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  He was still shaking.  A combination of overwhelming rage and needing to feel something.  Didn’t know that it was possible to be infuriated and yet numb.  Klaus wanted to snap at the other.  Hit him.  Do something beside sit in a car with his head spinning and feeling like he wanted to claw off his skin.  Forced a laugh, dragging hands down face.  “Let’s see.  I got kidnapped, accidentally time travelled back into a fucking war and I can’t stop thinking-”  Throat constricted, unable to get the words past.  There were plenty of things he couldn’t stop thinking about.  Like dancing, flashes and cold cells.  “Fuck off.”

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  He still doesn’t know how the damn case works.  Klaus just knows that Dave is dead and he’s out and everything hurts.  Head pounds like he’s hungover except there hadn’t been any time for a drink.  Doesn’t even know where he is until the familiar face shows.  Some part of him is relieved.  The other part wants to see if he can figure out how to get far away from there.  Maybe start over.  Go back this time to a non war torn country.  Still, given he doesn’t have the current capacity to try to fitz with the dumb thing he’s out of options.  Finds the door unlocked and trips on the entry.  Brain is too fuzzy to remember how to fall correctly and he goes down hard.  The floor is a little too comfortable for him to bother moving immediately.  “Five.  Hey.” 

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