#heartsapclypse

[feelsofhiraeth]

she wasn’t allowed to go with them, she was still ‘ unstable ’ according to the others, but she knew they just didn’t trust her.  which was fair, because the minute they turned their backs and went to save jason autumn went right after them.  she wasn’t there for the whole thing, but arrived just in time to see the strange guy save jason from falling to his death.  ever since then she’s noticed little things about him, tiny changes in his personality and routine that worry her.  and it frustrates her that none of the supposed heroes wandering around the tower noticed.  it’s been about a week and she finds herself standing before jason’s bedroom door, giving the door a gentle knock.  “ jason...?  it’s me, ” she calls out, pausing for a moment before continuing, “ autumn! ”     /     @heartsapclypse​

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@heartsapclypse​ asked: ‘I’ve blocked that from memory and do not want it coming back.’  from diego!

    “ 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.

“ you all might be able to forget that allison allowed dad to kill klaus and luther AND nearly drained us of our lives to create a brand new world but i can't. ” as much as he didn’t want to hold a grudge there’s a shift in his dynamic with his sister. one he doesn’t know what to do with. the betrayal battles with the raw need to have his family whole even if all they do is hurt him or think him crazy. “ seeing your family nearly die for the forth time isn’t so easily forgotten. ”

[shefatalesarch]

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.

@heartsapclypse ♥ for a starter from rose wilson for jason todd

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@heartsapclypse​ asked ❝ our worth is not given. it must be made. ❞  for sindri from ylfa!

“ and have i not made enough? ” the kind gleam which had rested in those brown orbs was GONE. it had been replaced with burning fury, similiar to the fire inside the forge. contained, but for how long? the sound of the hammer falling echoed between the EMPTY walls of the old temple, reminding him of simpler days when his brother had still been alive. together they had created two of the most powerful weapons in the nine realms and for what? mjölnir had slayed all of the jötnar and the leviathan axe... if it had never been created, if kratos never had wielded it, maybe all of THIS could have been avoided.

“ have i not given enough? ” it was with a harsh and brutal strength the dwarf struck the anvil, but it was precise. as ALWAYS. even though it was grief that now filled his veins. not blood. the sorrow after his brother’s death was infinite. it was a black whole which continued to grow each passing day, swallowing more and more of him. of his soul. wouldn’t that be fitting, to lose a part of his soul? a PERFECT punishment. for he had made a choice. a choice which hadn’t been his to make. he had saved his brother because he didn’t dared to be alone in this cruel world and now.... brok couldn’t enter the afterlife. he was a fool. a COWARD. he had fucked up.

sindri KNEW she was right, but it hurted so much. it was his fault and no one else's that this had happened. he could blame atreaus and kratos for bringing the all-father to his house, but it was because of his stupid decision that brok couldn’t move on. the hammer slipped from his grasp, hitting the floor with a thud. tears began to run down his cheecks. again. “ i will never be worthy. NEVER. ”

house of the dragon starters / accepting

[tempportal]

@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. 

“Look at this one. See? No great loss. Hate to break it to you, Klaus, but none of us were ever the favorite. Get over it.”

[atimebombarcarchive]

@heartsapclypse​ liked for starter call roulette X

“This isn’t exactly the safest alleyway to find yourself in after midnight.” Or really, anytime. Madripoor was not for the faint of heart, and especially now, with the times so tumultuous, and the city so unsteady with the transition of power. As quiet as the identity of the Powerbroker had always been, it was a shift in this criminal hub. The gun she has is ready, though that doesn’t mean she’s going to fire - not yet. “Especially alone.” 

[oscorpheir]

@heartsapclypse​

'  i'm  fine.  don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  some  kicked  puppy.  '  eyes  roll,  though  it's  clear  that  not  much  sleep  has  been  gained  last  night,  or  the  entire  week  really.  hands  much  to  push  hair  from  his  face,  tight  lipped  smile  given  towards  him.  '  who  gave  you  that  pretty  bruise  on  your  face  this  time  ?  '

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@heartsapclypse​ said: 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔤𝔲𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔢?

                ˜”*°•.       A  hurricane of  different  emotions ; the  mere  sight of  him  confusing , overwhelming .  She  wanted to  slap  him  but  also  stick to  his  side  . She  wanted  to punch  him  but also  hug  him . And  it  frustrated her ;  it  annoyed her ,  angered  her ,  drove  her insane .  The  fact she  couldn’t  think clearly  while  around him .  ❝ I  don’t know ,  can  we ?  ❞  Hands  still pinning  him  against the  wall .  Because at  the  moment , it  was  something the  homicidal  that’d really  gotten  to  her .  

[feelsofhiraeth]

SONG : YOU RIGHT BY DOJA CAT !

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.

@heartsapclypse​     /     spotify wrapped starter !

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@heartsapclypse​ asked: ‘bitch, I’m always camera ready.’   from klaus!

“ 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.

after a moment he takes a photo of his brother and hopes it’s not something he now needs to do. as much as he loves his family he draws the line at gingerbread decorations. then again, klaus had gotten him to carve a pumpkin so perhaps he could be the one to warm him to the idea.

[shefatalesarch]

continued from xx / @heartsapclypse

MARC’S GAZE LIFTED TOWARDS THE OTHER MAN and he dared to give a small scoff as if he’d really cleaned up anything at all. everything was still a damn mess, chaotic even. he wasn’t so sure he bought into everything quite the way that raziya did but they had a shared struggle in being the conduit for gods in a manner of speaking. he’d made the choice and he would live with that choice but sometimes one had to wonder was it all worth the cost? he looked towards the other man, “hard to shake our mistakes, isn’t it. they’re always there.” he leaned back and licked his lips. there was a lot he’d change, and a lot he wouldn’t but well … things like layla made things ever more complicated than before didn’t they? he leaned his head back, “ever think maybe they get it wrong?” he asked as he adjusted his spot and looked at him.

[whitcwidcw]

　　　　 @heartsapclypse sent: TRESPASS.

　　　　Yelena knew someone was there even before opening the door of her small apartment. It was the smallest changein the position of her doormat that made her instinct go haywire — and almost invisible detail, really, but one that was enough to spark a sense of alert in the former widow. It was almost a sixth sense engraved into her during years spent either watching her back or being the one putting a knife into someone else’s, the ability to notice when something was wrong even when there was no evident track. The lock of her door seemed immaculate under the yellow lights of the corridor, closed just like she’d left it — two turns, cause she knew that took at least a few seconds more to break open —, and yet she already knew that someone was inside. Someone she had not invited.

　　　　The Red Room had been destroyed, but she wasn’t so naïve to think that it meant she was going to be free from then on. Especially when she still had to figure out all the changes that had happened during the years she’d spent as dust following Thanos’ snap. Yelena knew there were still enemies looking for her out there — just like she was spending her days looking for the man that had killed her sister. Yet, after she moved a couple of steps into the room, pretending like she’d noticed nothing, genuine surprise did spark her eyes when she realised that the intruder was actually no enemy, but a face she remembered well. « Maven? » Gosh, when was the last time she’d seen her? « You could’ve called, you know? » Sarcasm filled her voice, cause of course she had changed her phone number at least ten times during the past few months only. « Walking in like this… it’s rude, girl. »

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@heartsapclypse​ asked ❛ how is it that you’re never scared? ❜  for mimir from ylfa!

there was only silence while thoughts ran wild, choices were made, outcomes were considered. “ i could say that i fear nothing, but that would be a BIG fat lie. ” strange glowing eyes observed the other while more words escaped his mouth. “ lass, there are moments where even i’m scared. ” terror was a familiar feeling and it had been a CONSTANT companion since he had left his country, his old home. “ but it’s something that one learns to control over the years, hiding it deep down below, beneath many layers. ” the things he had witnessed, the people he had lost... and still there was so much to lose. the whole world would come to an end if they didn’t find a way to end ragnarök. he might not being able to fight with swords and shields, but he would offer help, his KNOWLEDGE. he would do anything in his power to stop this. too much blood had already covered the ground, too many had fallen and the grief... it was like heavy rain that never stopped. enough was enough.

it may not erase his horrible actions from the past, but it was something. a start, a NEW beginning (and he wanted to see the all-fucker burn). “ do you know how it feels to only be a head, not being able to defend yourself? that’s fear, lass and it’s something i carry with me everyday. ” the old ambassador snorted. “ and it doesn’t help that the man who usually carry me around always ends up in fights. ALWAYS. ” though, it was rather nice, sometimes even fun to see the nine realms again and not being trapped inside a tree. the view and the angle were just a BIT different. “ everyone are afraid of something. odin fears ragnarök and even the little shit heimdall fears something. ”

&. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. / accepting

[everlightblessing]

@heartsapclypse​ asked: ❝  honestly,  i’m always there.  in my head.  the scars on my body might’ve healed but i never really walked away from it.  ❞   bucky @ yelena?

                          Her eyebrows knit, and she pauses for a second, conflicting thoughts at the tip of her tongue. She could agree, sure, say she understands because... well, in a way, she supposes she does. After everything that happened with Natasha, with their parents. Not their parents. Though that’s still something she hasn’t fully gotten used to. On the other hand... “That is so dramatic, Barnes.” Also true, if not a little bit rude. Natasha would’ve laughed, though. “Do they not have a way to help you out here, somehow?”

[youxmove]

“ you  don’t  know  the  guilt  i  carried  this  far  all  on  my  own. ” from grant!

@heartsapclypse

"After everything you’ve done, everyone you’ve hurt, and everyone you risked, I guess I wasn’t quite sure if you were able to feel any sort of guilt.”  Brown hues looking in the man’s direction, eyes flickering down to his wrists for a moment before back up.  “What guilt could you possibly feel?”

[likesequins]

@heartsapclypse​

    she’s sure this one is klaus. five had given her quite the explanation of his various siblings and their quirks. over the years she’s learned so much about them and despite how she’s become human she still remembers how her husband had smiled wistfully recounting childhood escapades. she also remembers klaus dancing with her in the back of the van. but he hadn’t known who she was then.

    “ you look like you could use a friend. five’s told me a lot about you but it’ll be nice to hear from the man himself. ”