#acxrned

[violints-a-blog]

@acxrned  !!                    *  continued .

IT  WAS  THE  FINAL  MOMENT .  the  apocalypse  was  over .  their  lives  had  returned  to  normal , as  normal  as  they  could  be .  they  were  changed  now  of  course ,  irrevocably ,  but  now  they  could  go  on  living  their  lives ,  return  to  their  jobs  and  bills  and  friends ,  live  as  the  adults  they  were .  five  on  the  other  had ,  had  no  where  else  to  go .  he  was  a  boy  out  of  his  time ,  with  the  all  powerful   commission  out  for  his  blood .   it  wasn’t  as  if  he  could  enrol  himself  into  high  school ,  nor  did  he  want  to  live  out  the  rest  of  his  life  within  the  sombre  walls  of  the  academy .  he  had  done  his  job ,  he  had  saved  them  all ,  and  now  it  was  time  to  end ,  to  finish .  he   could  not  run  forever .

           it  worked  out  pretty  well . his  siblings  were  far  too  preoccupied            with  their  lives ,  intoxicated  with  the  relief  of  having  cheated  death             once  more ,  to  wonder  what  their  kid  brother  was  up  to .  they               weren’t  selfish ;  just  human .  memories ,  gratefulness ,  was  always             accompanied  with  an  expiration  date  after  all .

but  of  course  there  was  the  problem  of  vanya .

         he  eyes  her .  the  agents  sent  by   the  commission  will  arrive  any          time ,  and  he’s  got  his  finger  on  the  trigger  of  a  gun  already .          he  was  always  going  to  go  out  with  a  bang  –  send  your  best ,          he’d  warned ,  dropping  the  note  into  a  sealed  canister ,  along with           a  date ,  time  and  place .  he  could  not  let  vanya ,  even  vanya             with  her  newfound  powers ,  to  get  caught  in   the  crossfire .            he  had  to  do  this  alone .                    ❛    –     don’t  you  have  some  music  to  practice  ?   you’ve got  years  of  training  to  catch                                up  on ,  i  wouldn’t  be  so  relaxed  if  i  were  you .  ❜

part of vanya tells her she does not know five anymore.   so much time alone changes a person   ,   surely   —   she knew him well as she knew herself when they were thirteen   ,   but there are sixteen years separating her from then   &   so   ,   so many more separating him.   she’s certainly changed a lot in that time   —   it would be cruel to not allow him the same fluidity   ,   to expect him to be the same brother who had left.   but there’s something all - too - familiar here   :   the way he deflects   ,   something hidden behind his eyes.

the familiarity tells vanya not to leave him alone.   she wasn’t going to   ,   anyways.

‘   it’s fine.   music can wait.   ’     truth be told   ,   the thought of picking up her violin still sends vanya into a panic   ,   the violence that can come with it on the tip of her fingertips.   contrary to his words   ,   she is anything but relaxed.   vanya is healing   ,   but she is afraid   ,   and right now   ,   above all else   ,   she is scared that five will vanish again the moment he thinks he is unneeded.   the apocalypse is averted   ,   his warnings played out   ,   but she needs him safe.   she needs to be able to make peanut butter marshmallow sandwiches for two   ,   to have him in the front row of the audience at the first concert she does after this   ,   to have him helping her in the path to figuring out her powers.

‘   do you . . .   i don’t want to assume that you don’t have things planned.   but you’re welcome to stay with me.   if you want.   ’          she doesn’t have a guest room   ,   but klaus has stayed over enough times that she has an air mattress permanently in the corner of the living room.   it’s something   ,   at the very least.   an option.

[numcrodos-blog]

‘i thought i  might have lost you’ @acxrned  

STRAIGHTENED  SHOULDERS  ;  A  STIFF  JAW .   he  keeps  his  emotions  on  a  tight  leash ,  nowadays ,  lest  a  dam  be  broken ,  but  he  understands  diego  is  trying .  five  of  all  people  should  know ;  it’s  better  to  act  now ,  opportunity  is  not  a  lengthy  visitor .   ❛    –   i  thought  you’d  all  forgotten  me .  HELL  –   ❜                 his  voice  rises ,  agitation  apparent .  swearing ,  such  a  clever  way  to  distract ,  ❛   dad’s  a  genius ,  isn’t  he  ?  he  made  pogo ,  and  mom  –  he  made  us .  old   man   couldn’t  have  just  made  a  time  travelling  machine ,  come  and  get  his  son .   ❜   he  was  expendable ,  his  father  had  plent

y  of  other  sons .  more  talented ,  less  disobedient .  for  days  he  wondered  if  that  was  it ,  punishment  for  his  rebellion .  he  was  satan  thrown  out  of  heaven ,  the  apocalypse  his  own  pandemonium .  reginald  watching  overhead , a  stern  and  patronizing  god .  five  tried  to  be  on  his  best  behaviour ,  he  had  pleaded ,  he  had  begged  .  the  realisation  that  no  one  was  coming  to  get  him ,  had  been  crushing .

      ❛    did   you  guys  even  miss  me  at  all  ?  ❜   he  was  not  selfish  enough  to  think  his  loss  had  been  the  be  all  and  end  all  of  their  lives .  the  academy  had  clearly  suffered  some  hits  –  no ,  he  would  not  venture  there .  could  not .  but  they  had  been  his  singular  goal ,  they  had  preoccupied  his   thoughts for  every  second ,  every  hour .  his  family .   ❛    look ,  forget  i  asked .  ❜

When Five had disappeared, all those years ago, they had believed he would be coming back that very night. When he didn’t, they thought he would be back home in the morning. Diego remembers eagerly checking on Five’s room, to find it empty. The heavy feeling that had settled on his shoulders, the dread rising in his chest. Days had passed, and they had not lost hope for weeks on end. Diego still remembers organizing a search party with his siblings. Vanya had stayed at home by his own very recommendation, in hopes she could lure him back with one of those sugary sandwiches he enjoyed. 

But Five had not come back. 

 Birthdays went by, and they just learnt to live waiting. There was the ache of an absence whenever they were together, but not complete. And then Ben was gone too, and Diego could not take it anymore and left too. Being away from the manor had made it easier, if only slightly. And then, when he thought him dead and gone, he came back. His dark eyes look at his brother, deceivingly young-looking, for a moment too long. 

        “did we miss you at all?” he repeats, brows raising in mild incredulitty. “we  never stopped missing you, Five. We never stopped hoping you’d return.” his absence had shaken the pillars of that house, cracking them. After he was gone, the veil that covered their eyes began to uncover.

         After he was gone it became just a matter of time the rest packed up and left.

[numbersevcn-blog]

☎ - ACXRNED ;))))

Vanya’s Phone

NAME: Old ManRINGTONE: Brother - Gerard WayLAST TEXT RECEIVED: “Got caught up in a situation. Will be home late tonight”LAST TEXT SENT: “You better text me right now and tell me what you’ve done or I swear to god”

[ofreturns]

@acxrned | contd from (x)

KLAUS, WITH NO MISSION OF HIS OWN and no real life to keep track of, had been planning to take a stroll around the city to eat up some time. it seemed that all his siblings had some higher calling to attend to, only calling on him sporadically, if at all. after all, diego, vanya, and allison had jobs, homes, people... lives. klaus only ever drifted through the world.

suffice it to say that he was shocked to find five on the academy’s doorstep, bloodied and beaten.

          ❛   oh my god,  ❜  he says softly, hands flying to cover his mouth. but suddenly five is stumbling, and klaus throws his arms out to catch him.    ❛   o-of course––  ❜  he tries to steady his brother before helping him over the threshold.    ❛  what happened? ❜

[insolentbratx]

“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.” - acxrned

Diego raised both eyebrows. “Is that really all you’re gonna say? Five, you almost drowned. I think you did if we’re being technical. I don’t know if anyone but me would have been able to save you. So don’t pretend you’re okay, and don’t ask me to leave you when you scared the shit out of me!”

@acxrned

[superhighgoodbye]

“I-I’m fine.” - acxrned

“Well that’s a relief. That’s at least one of us.” he paused as he felt how the drugs he took slowly but surely started to kick in. 

[shewolv-a-blog]

i’m starting over. i just didn’t think it would be so hard. ( for allison, from acxrned? :-))

‘   yeah   ,   i know the feeling.   ’        all of her tricks   &   rumors have come to naught   ,   the loss of her daughter flipping allison’s entire world upside - down.   (   i heard a rumor my life was whole again.   no   —   she doesn’t do that anymore.   )   it is the worst feeling in the world   ,   she thinks   ,   to be unsure which bits of your life are real and which you’d conjured into existence   ;   she has lost track of the rumors   ,   can no longer remember what she’d made and what is a product of free will.   is allison any good at acting   ,   or have all of her roles been a product of her siren song?   is her fame self - made or self - created?   what in her life is true?          (   nothing   ,   nothing   ,   nothing.   )

but there she goes again   —   focusing only on herself.   she’s made a promise to be a better sister.   a better mother   ,   a better friend   ,   a better person.        ‘   being gone for that long...   i can’t imagine starting over after all of that.   if there’s anything the rest of us can do to help   ,   we will.   ’

*   extra ordinary .   accepting .

[altumsedere]

❝ What’re you gonna put on your resume? “Dumbass”? ❞ - acxrned

that 70′s show prompts ! // open.

@acxrned

" I resent that ! "

( It'd probably carry more weight if he didn't have his hands on his hips,   shoulders hunched forward like a mockery of the professional their father   fashioned himself as. )  

" I'd like to think my choices are slowly crawling somewhere to a three out of ten,   which frankly, is an improvement compared to some years in our household. "

  Klaus makes a face at the very thought of such a document -- hoping for the   long droll of watching the clock every Monday through Friday in anticipation of two  days off or going to Karen’s goddamn baby shower sends a pit into his stomach.   Resumes were for people like Allison, with jobs and  “ steady income “.  

" It'll go right underneath 'skin thicker than God' and 'I see dead people'.   Let me know if you hear of any openings. "

[violints-a-blog]

@acxrned​  !!             *  continued.

     HE’S  CHUGGING  SODA .  life  without  dad  couldn’t  be  better .  no  rules ,  no  training ,  he’s  almost glad   the  old  man’s  dead .  if  anyone  asks ,   he’s  still  trying  to  wrap  his  mind  around  the  ‘we’re  in  the  future  and  you  have  amnesia’  narrative ,  and  this  is  his  way  of  coping .  he’s  not  sure  mom  has  ever  made  this  many  smiley  pancakes  in  her  life .  and  now  his  siblings  are  all  actual  adults ,  no  one  tries  to  steal  his  raisins ,  or  mess  up  the  face   before  he’s  ready  to  eat .

                          five’s  starting  to  like  the  future  already .

      he  knows  they  keep  him  in  the  dark  though .  something  about  furtive  glances  and  whispered  conversations ,  hushed ,  angry  voices  along  the  corridor .  words  like  danger  and time  travel  and  god  damnit  luther ,  what  do  you  want  us  to  do  ?  he’s  actually  a  kid  again ,  he  doesn’t  even  know  anything  about  you-know-what .

          as  long  as  five  has  his  plethora  of  comic  books  and  sweets ,           he  frankly  couldn’t  be  bothered .

he’s  surprised  when  seven –  no ,  vanya  approaches  him .  now  she’s  sitting  across  the  table ,  watching  him  take  on  that  two  litre  coke  bottle  without  a  single  reproving  word .   he  pauses  now ,  wipes  his  mouth  on  his  sleeve .  

                               ❛     nothing’s   going  to  happen  to  me .  ❜        

VANYA FEELS WHOLLY UNQUALIFIED TO HAVE THIS CONVERSATION.   behind closed doors,   her siblings had agreed not to tell five of his own apocalyptic omens  ;   vanya’s unsure if that’s the wisest decision,   but her opinion doesn’t count for much in these discussions.   (  after all,   she can’t exactly do much to help them prevent the oncoming apocalypse either.  )

in an instant,   five has returned to the very same version of him that had disappeared all those years ago,   the weight of the world lifted from his small shoulders   &   now shared among the remaining hargreeves siblings in his stead.   what to do with that burden,   none of them know     –––     without the knowledge five had possessed,   they have no way of preparing for whatever’s coming.   the rest of them have gone to try and figure that out.

vanya,   deemed essentially useless in their planning,   has been put on babysitting duty.

it isn’t that she minds watching over five     –––     the relief of having him back remains fresh,   even if the circumstances of his return grow stranger by the day.   she doesn’t know what to say,   what to do.   she watches him down a bottle of soda big as his head in silence,   eventually settles on a promise.   she’s going to protect him.   vanya doesn’t think she could bear to lose her brother again,   and while she may not know how she’ll make sure nothing happens to him,   she knows she will.

‘   that’s what i just said,   isn’t it?   ’        she summons up a small smile,   like nothing’s wrong,   like it’s an ordinary day and the world isn’t ending.          ‘   how’re you feeling today?   ’

[numcrodos-blog]

“ i’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. i’m good at anger. ” - acxrned

☞☞ quotes i found on pinterest sentence starters☜☜ || 🇦 🇨 🇨 🇪 🇵 🇹 🇮 🇳 🇬

Diego does actually think about it before he answers, a smile of amusement -impossible to avoid really- playing on his lips.

 “  Exceptional at bottling it up and letting it out at the worst moments, that you are too. And oh, sarcasm. Does that count as emotional stuff?”

[numbersevcn-blog]

‘ you call that a hug? ’ - acxrned

soft family things

The brief one-armed hug that Vanya sent to her brother hadn’t sufficed, apparently. After so many years apart, seeing him change from the boy she once knew into a man so jaded from the world, she hardly knew how to act around him anymore. Would he want a hug after all this time? Were they still the team that they had once been as children?

A small smile curved onto her lips and she reached forwards to hug him again, arms wrapped tightly around his frame, squeezing gently. Vanya vowed in that moment that she would never let him go again, not as long as she lived. Eyes shut tight, she held on a little longer, not one for hugs most of the time, but mainly worried that if she let go, he’d turn out to be a dream. A mirage that would disappear as soon as the moment was over.

“I missed you.”

[lovecraftianboy]

‘ one grows used to things , even if , sometimes one shouldn’t . ’ - acxrned

@acxrned

“Like committing violent mass murder?” Ben had never enjoyed using his power but after a dozen or so times of doing it he had been completely desensitized to all the death and gore that came along with it. Even if Five had just come back the night he left and told them he had killed people he would probably have been underwhelmed by it.

He shook his head, honestly he knew better than most what his brother was referring to. At least on a lesser scale. “You may be used to something but if there is one thing you’re good at it’s adapting Five.”

[ofreturns]

wonderful you're wonderful i love u

thank you darling!!!!! you’re an angel okay i love you too

[insolentbratx]

"I'm the better looking one. Just saying." -acxrned

“You have a little bit of an advantage, considering everyone loves cute kids. At least I can reach the gas pedal when I drive. Just saying.”

@acxrned

[ouijahands]

“Hold still— I need to clean it.” - acxrned

    “If you come anywhere near me with that Bactine, I will RIP OFF your arm and SMACK you with it.”

👻 INJURIES / @acxrned

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NIC’S  BLOGS . 

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