five_toes
Recent bookmarks
-
rip off these bandages and tell me what remains by pompompu
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series)
27 Sep 2025
Tags
Summary
When Wemmbu's head hits the pillow, he can't help but wonder once more, not for the first time, if Mane was right. If mercy makes him weak, if sentimentality is just a chain dragging him under. If he's really alive—living in Mane's footsteps like he wanted to when he keeps biting his tongue when he should be bearing his teeth. (And in a sense, Wemmbu's not wrong, emotion is a weakness when wielded like a blade, Mane warns him of that all the time)
Series
Bookmarked by five_toes
26 Jan 2026
-
Tags
Summary
As Steve Harrington learned working at Scoops Ahoy: Ice cream makes the heart grow fonder.
If only he had known that when it came to Mike and Will.
(Or Steve watches Mike and Will fall in love)
Bookmarked by five_toes
28 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
In 1933 Alastor manages to summon a demon with a rectangular, glowing head who keeps staring at him like he can't decide between tearing him apart and worshipping him at his feet.
Meanwhile, Vox just blew up himself and the entire universe and suddenly stands before a second chance. He simply has no idea what that second chance entails.
In other words: The demon Vox and human Alastor time travel roadtrip fic that spiralled and suddenly gained a plot
Series
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 113,802
- Chapters:
- 14/?
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 2,261
- Kudos:
- 5,463
- Bookmarks:
- 1,090
- Hits:
- 145,282
Bookmarked by five_toes
12 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
“Why aren’t you sitting in the back of the bus?” Vox asked, his voice low but edged with a hint of intrigue, maybe even irritation.
The man raised an eyebrow, his tone calm as he responded, “The seats are open, aren’t they? Normally, nobody’s on this bus at this hour, so nobody minds. I’d hoped you wouldn’t either.”
Vox let out a weary sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I’m too tired to give a damn.”
The man tilted his head slightly, an amused but almost wary glint in his eye. “You’re saying that, but you still brought it up. Seems like it was enough of a… bother for you to mention.” He shifted, starting to rise, his movements measured and quiet, as though he were used to slipping out of places.
Without thinking, Vox’s hand lifted in a brief motion to stop him. “Look, you don’t have to move. I don’t— I don’t care.” He heard the words fall out of his mouth, an unfamiliar softness slipping into his tone.
The man paused, the faintest crease appearing on his brow before he settled back down. His shoulders relaxed, and he gave Vox a nod, his expression neutral but with a flicker of acknowledgment in his gaze. “Well, then. Thank you… for tolerating me.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 55,384
- Chapters:
- 13/21
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 446
- Kudos:
- 1,206
- Bookmarks:
- 228
- Hits:
- 26,000
Bookmarked by five_toes
06 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
When he grabs Vox again, Vox doesn't come easy—he lashes out blindly with claws and rakes them across Val's cheek, opening a thin gash, and Val grunts as he seizes both of Vox's wrists with his two lower hands and takes hold of Vox's shoulders with his upper ones. Sparks prickle against his skin, sharp and biting, but Vox isn't trying to electrocute him—he's just vibrating like one large livewire, overloading just like the machine beside them.
"No—no, don't fucking—you can't—"
Vox struggles, jerking against Val's grip, breath coming in desperate, labored gasps. Val doesn't let go. Because that was never really the question, was it?
There is no world in which Val lets him go.
Or: Valentino handles Vox's crashout a little differently.
Bookmarked by five_toes
04 Dec 2025