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going out of your way to search up [insert character] ANGST and all you get is smut
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"The umbruella Academy ended just like that"
No, it ends the way the Tumblr and Ao3 writers want it to end.
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your wildest dream, his nightmare
Five Hargreeves x Reader Synopsis: Walking into Maxâs diner as a respite after you and Five are seemingly stuck you donât think you couldâve imagined a better outcome surrounded by various versions of your lover. At the same time, for him itâs nothing more than a bad dream he hopes will end soon. Word count: 760 Tags: Fluff, Jealous Five, Crackfic Note: This small fic because it's funny to imagine jealous Five being jealous of himself
âCome onâ
Five grabbed your hand as he led you out of the tube to, probably, another timeline. It must have been a few hours the two of you had been stuck in this place going station to station still with no idea how to get back.Â
You turned left but instead of being greeted with the usual blankness for Five to scribble about in his notebook you instead were somewhat blinded by the light of a sign.
âMaxâs delicatessen.â You made eye contact with Five to the side of you before tilting your head with a nod towards the building. He simply followed your lead before quickly grabbing the door to let you in first.Â
You turned back to smile in thanks when you noticed his shocked expression, head quickly turned back towards the diner at a call of your name to see the whole diner was made up of your lover. Looking back to Five, your Five, in bewilderment a shocked smile on your face.
The look on your face seemed to take him out of his stupor clearing his throat before leading you into the diner- trying to find an empty table for you to sit at. He was quickly stopped by another Five, one sat on his own, and gestured for the two of you to sit opposite him. Five begrudgingly agreed as he realised the restaurant was at max capacity. No spare table in sight.
You quickly shuffled onto the brown bench when the other Five spokeÂ
âItâs rare to see one of you around hereâ he smiled happy to see you
âMaybe this is not my typical sceneâ you rebutted a cheeky smile on your face that the Five opposite you seemed to enjoy, dimple now showing from smiling so wide
âMaybeâ he breathed out in a laughÂ
Before you could continue to speak with this version of Five another one appeared in front of you, this one not wearing a suit or vest. He quickly placed down a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich in front of your Five. He then turned to you placing a very familiar drink in front of you
âYour favouriteâ he declared when you looked confused Â
âHow did you know?â You smiled at him eyebrows furrowing as his cheeks went red
âWe all know your favouritesâ he shrugged as if it was the most normal thing in the world
âUm- Thanksâ you nodded your head in gratitudeÂ
âAnything for the missusâ he mumbled before leaving to go back to the kitchenÂ
You took a sip of your drink when your Five spoke irritated âWhat was that about?â a hand possessively stroking at your thighÂ
âA lot of us having seen our version of her in a long timeâ the other Five spoke wistfully  Â
âHow sadâ you stated before turning around in your seat you waved and greeted the Fives around you who all became quite delighted at your attention all greeting you with a similar bravado.
âOkay.â Five declared âI think we are done hereâ he quickly at up pulling you up with him by grabbing hold of your hand once moreÂ
âBut we just got here, canât we stay a little longer and rest?â you asked not wanting to leave. I mean why would you, surrounded by multiple versions of the man who loved you, say no to having his attention on you?
âNo, we need to get back to my family in our timeline, come on. We are wasting time.â he rebutted practically pulling you away from the diner seemingly getting even more annoyed as the other Fives shouted goodbyes towards you.
âI didnât realise I was so annoying, that was a nightmareâ Five claimed as you sat on a train hopefully taking you back home
âSure you werenât jealous?â you quipped staring at him mischievously
âNoâ he grumbled arms crossing against his chest
âThen you wonât mind if I-â you spoke moving towards the doors to go back to the diner, quickly shutting up when Five grabbed your hands pulling you back onto the seat beside him. You simply smiled at his look of false ire towards you as the train started to move. Resting your head on his shoulder as he let a smile grace his features giving a kiss to the top of your head.
You hope that at some point you will get to return to the diner- a place you have just coined akin to heaven on earth.              Â
#five imagine#five x reader#five#five hargreeves#five hargreaves x reader#five hargreeves x reader#number five#tua x you#tua imagine#tua x reader#tua s4
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May I request a five x reader where they are living domestically and just being happy and lovey dovey especially experiencing everything they did together while being in the apocalypse, the time commission, stoping the other apocalypses etc (five x Lila doesnât exist five x Lila doesnât exist five x Lilia doesnât-)
a/n: this piece is basically a big fuck you to s4 so enjoy five being happy and domestic with reader and not his own brotherâs wife. also five and reader are mentally older adults but physically in their twenties
warnings: language, fluff, mentions of pregnancy
summary: now that the timeline has been fixed and the world is no longer in danger, five can enjoy a peaceful life with you
The sunlight that bleeds through the curtains is almost blinding as Five begins to stir himself awake. Stretching out his limbs until he hears a satisfying pop, he lets out a sigh and moves to reach out for someone that isnât there. Your spot in bed is still warm which means you havenât been gone for long, but Five still rises with a sense of urgency when greeted with your absence. Call it muscle memory from dealing with multiple kidnapping ploys against you or an old habit that just wonât die off after having to remain vigilant when protecting you from the enemy, but the poor boyâs heart always skips a beat when you go missing.
He finds you in the kitchen brewing a fresh pot of coffee, your back to him as you hum along to the radio that plays on the counter and search for Fiveâs favorite cup in the cabinet. He has to pause and take a breath to remind himself that youâre not in danger, your life of protecting timelines and ending apocalypses is over, and the fresh start youâve made for yourselves isnât in any jeopardy. Youâre real, youâre alive, and youâre his.
âMorning,â Five softly calls with a careful smile as he rests a hand on the small of your back and presses a tender kiss to your lips.
âGood morning,â you great cheerfully before handing him his cup of coffee. âI didnât hear you get up. Did I wake you?â
âNot at all,â he assures you before taking a hearty gulp of the hot liquid. After years of being together you know how to make Fiveâs coffee just the way he likes it and could probably do so in your sleep if asked. Your thoughtfulness is just one of the many traits of yours that have him wrapped around your finger always.
âWe need to go grocery shopping,â you note dutifully as you peek your head into the fridge in search of breakfast. Frowning, you announce, âWeâre out of eggs, so I guess itâs frozen waffles for breakfast.â
âWhy donât we go out for breakfast today?â Five suggests with an innocent shrug.
âReally? But you hate breakfast places. They can never make your coffee right.â
âI also hate seeing you eat frozen waffles three days in a row,â he reminds you with a wry chuckle. Maneuvering you out of the way, Five closes the fridge shut and gives you a gentle nudge in the direction of your shared bedroom. âGo on, get dressed. You can wear that new dress you bought the other day.â
âYouâre right!â You exclaim with an excited gasp and rush off to your room before Five can change his mind. Not that he would, of course. Five would do anything to see you happy after all the shit heâs put you through in your time together. Sometimes he still wonders why you ever agreed to marry him, perhaps a slip of sanity or lack of care for your own wellbeing, but he wasnât one to complain. He liked living the quiet life with you, and he wouldnât change it for the world.
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The night air is cool against your bare shoulders as you sit comfortably upon the porch swing and listen to the cicadas sing their evening song. The sun has long since set, but the string of lights that hang above you are enough to allow you to see the pages of your color by numbers book. Beside you, Five sits with a book in one hand while the other rests atop of your legs strewn across his lap. He enjoys sitting in the silence of your company as you remain glued together despite partaking in your own hobbies separately.
âWeâve been married for thirty years,â you state simply, breaking the silence but never once breaking your focus from your coloring book.
âSure have,â is Fiveâs thoughtful reply. Setting his book aside, your husband gives your calf a gentle squeeze and turns to look at your concentrated features.
âNot including your siblings, itâs always been just us. Together in the apocalypse, partners under the Commission, husband and wife.â
âIs that a bad thing?â He asks, not quite sure what point youâre trying to make. Are you rethinking the marriage? Are you finally starting to have regrets about marrying him? He watches with bated breath as you set your materials to the side and finally meet his anxious gaze.
âI want to start a family of our own,â you finally confess, nervously fidgeting with your wedding ring as you await his response with hopeful eyes. âI donât want it to be just us anymore.â
Sighing, Five leans his head back and shuts his eyes as he processes your request. He canât say heâs surprised by your question; heâs noticed the way you eye babies in public, how you linger just a little too long to admire the window display of the infant clothing store at the mall, how youâll hold the twins for hours in your arms and refuse to give them back until Diego has to physically pry them from your grasp. Itâs only natural for you to feel this way, but thatâs not the problem. The problem is Five isnât exactly sure how he feels about becoming a father.
âI donât know,â he admits carefully, taking great caution when choosing his next words so as to not upset you. âHaving a kid, becoming parents⌠it changes everything.â
âI know we couldnât before because there was the Commission and then the multiple apocalypses, and thatâs why I never asked. But Five,â you urge gently, shifting to sit yourself up on your knees so you can reach over and take both of his hands in your own, âall of that is done with. We fixed the timeline, and all that end of the world nonsense is over with for good. No one is coming after us anymore or trying to kill me to get to you. We can properly grow old now and have a simple life together, wasnât that always the goal?â
The boy is silent as he mulls over your speech. Youâre completely right; saving the world and resetting the timeline to its proper place in order to ensure you and his siblings could have the lives you deserved was always the end goal. But after spending his entire existence trying to complete that task, he finds it hard to adjust to his new life of normalcy. Perhaps heâs not exactly scared of becoming a parent, but scared of what a baby would mean in the grand scheme of things. It would be proof that his work is truly over now, that he can turn his survival mode off after having it set to fight for so many years, and thatâs a big adjustment for someone like him.
But when he looks at your hopeful gaze and sees the way you anxiously worry your lip between your teeth, he realizes that heâll do anything to give you the happy life you deserve. He brings one of your hands to his lips and holds it tight as he murmurs his answer into the skin of your palm.
âIf you think weâre ready, then Iâm in.â
âYou mean it?â You gasp while doing your best to withhold your excitement. Your eyes are wide and full of hope as Five lets out a soft chuckle before giving you a reassuring kiss.
âWe survived the end of the world several times, how scary could raising a baby really be?â
He isnât given an answer to his hypothetical question as you fling yourself into his arms and assault his face with multiple kisses along his skin. Itâs safe to say his answer has eased your anxieties, and the boy can only laugh as you express your gratitude.
âIâm so happy you agree!â You exclaim giddily, your hands coming to rest upon his chest to ground yourself as you then suggest to Fiveâs surprise, âLetâs start trying tonight!â
âWhat?â
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âThat has to be the tiniest Hargreeves Iâve ever seen,â Klaus gushes adoringly as he takes in the details of the ultrasound photo in front of him. âLook at the little peanut, isnât it precious?â
âI canât believe Five is actually going to be a dad,â Allison notes in astonishment as the three of you turn your gaze to see him arguing with Diego over the proper way to baby proof your home while Ben eggs them on and ruins Lutherâs efforts at trying to keep the peace. Youâre only two months along, but Five is anxious to ensure that everything is perfect for your childâs arrival.
âYou know, you might just be the first 65 year-old woman to give birth,â Klaus points out cheekily. âYou should be in a world records book or something.â
âVery funny,â you retort sarcastically before taking back the ultrasound photo to hang up on the fridge. You falter for a moment when your eyes remain stuck to photo and your brain works on overdrive to commit the image to memory as best as you can.
âEverything okay?â Viktor asks after noticing the sudden change in demeanor.
âI just canât believe this is real,â you murmur quietly, blinking back tears that threaten to spill. âAfter everything weâve been through and everything weâve lost, I guess a part of me worries that one day Iâll wake up and this will all have been a dream.â
âI know how that feels,â Allison assures you with a comforting squeeze to your shoulder. âBut I promise you this isnât a dream, and whatever you need weâll be there.â
âBecause youâre family now,â Viktor adds on with a confident nod. âAnd we look out for family no matter what.â
âEven though at one point in our lives weâve all thought about killing each other,â Klaus notes humorously before giving you a tight squeeze.
âEverything okay over here?â Five asks, appearing at your side and placing a comforting hand on your back as you all turn your gazes towards the fridge and admire the newest addition to the family.
âEverything is perfect.â
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Drunk! Five Hargreeves Headcanons/One-shot
He becomes super clingy and giggly
He can't walk straight and ends up just falling into you
Eyes are swarmed with an unknown emotion and a stupid smile takes over his face
"Have I ever told you how pretty you are?" He giggles, poking your nose with a 'bop'
His personality has taken a 180
His nails practically dig into your skin as he tries to hold onto you
Drinking is one of the things he overindulges in and you have to stop him
His hands are all over you, touching you, feeling you, holding you
He's not usually so affectionate, so it takes you by surprise
"Kiss me, please," he slurs his words, his lips puckering to kiss you, but you push him back slightly
You help him to his bedroom, as he tries to fight you, because he doesn't want to go to bed, he wants to stay up with you
You have to go with him for him to go to his room
As you go to leave, he reaches for you, "Please don't leave-"
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You roam the halls looking for Five after his brother's wedding. You had seen him throwing back drink after drink, so you were worried that he was off somewhere black-out drunk. You heard light moaning and groaning coming from a far back room and you slowly opened the door to see Five sitting in a corner. His hair was a mess along with his shirt and tie.
He looked up slightly when hearing the door open. His eyes widened when seeing you; He tries to stand up, but ends up falling over and groaning.
"God, you are so drunk."
"I... I mam nost druuunk," his voice slurs as he speaks, causing his words to intertwine with each other.
"Uhuh," You walk over to him, grabbing his hand and helping him up. He leans into you, his head falling onto your shoulder. "I'm taking you to your room."
He adamantly shakes his head, "Noooo, no. I'm not tired."
You looked up at him, his body weight now pressing down at you, since he couldn't stand on his own. Your brows frown when seeing his eyes close and you roll your eyes. "You're so drunk, you don't realize that you're falling asleep right now."
He shakes his head, not able to vocally respond. Granted, even though was denying his sleepyness, he followed you to his room.
You slowly open the door, before shutting it with your foot when you both get in. He hangs off of you as you lead him to his bed and laying him down.
"Alright, Five. Try not to die in your sleep," You turn to leave, but you're stopped by a hand; His hand. He grabbed you, tightly, and was looking up at you with sleepy eyes.
"Please... Stay. Don't leave."
"You want me to stay?" You get out, ignoring his nails digging into your wrist.
He slowly blinks, trying to process what he was going to say next. He hums, before finally responding, "Yeah.. I want you to stay."
Before you can respond though, he yanks you towards him, holding you close against him. You sighed but ultimately accepted your fate. Hopefully, sober Five wouldn't question why he was entangled with you in a cuddle. Though knowing him, he probably would adamantly deny wanting to hold you close. But as they say, drunk actions are sober thoughts
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Don't Stand So Close To Me
Five was doing his best to resist you. You were too young for him. Too eager. But when he decided to try and scare you straight, he got a little more than he bargained for. That's when he realized maybe he wasn't as strong as he thought he was.
Five x Female Reader-Insert, 6,700 words, One-shot
Warnings: Smut, explicit sex, everyone is an adult
This was born from a request I received for Five with a young(ish) woman that won't leave him alone. I have modified a few things, but I hope it still works! â¤ď¸
Five sighed and rolled his eyes when he saw you coming toward him. He had been balancing a bag of dry cleaning in one hand and cup of coffee in the other and was just about to chance blinking inside his apartment instead of using the door when he heard your greeting.
âDamn it,â he muttered to himself, wishing he had just risked spilling his beverage all over his newly pressed suits by disappearing inside. Now he was stuck.
âHere, let me help!â you chirped, jogging up to him.
âNo thanks, Iâve got it,â Five argued, but as he did so the bag of clothes nearly slipped from his hand.
âGot it!â you exclaimed with a smile, snatching up the bag.
Five gave a weary smile and another sigh. âThank you.â
âNo problem!â
As Five fished around in his pocket for his key, he tried not to make eye contact with you. Actually, he tried not to have anything to do with you most of the time. You just hadnât gotten the hint.
âWhat are you up to tonight?â you asked, and Five could hear the twinge of hopefulness in your voice.
âOh, you knowâŚthe same as usual. Make some dinner, watch Unsolved Mysteries, and go to bed.â He opened the door and took the dry cleaning from you. âTypical old man stuff.â
You nodded as if you knew exactly what he was talking about. You did know, in a way. You knew all about Fiveâs history, his powers, and his actual age. Itâs hard to keep that shit private when your entire life has been broadcast across the world for everyone to witness. Unfortunately, at least from Fiveâs point of view, you didnât seem to care.
You bit at your fingernail and looked down at the ground. Five wasnât about to invite you in, so he waited for an uncomfortable few seconds before speaking up again.
âOk, well, thanks for your help. Have a good night.â
âOhâŚok,â you said sadly. âGood night, Five.â
As Five stepped inside his apartment and flicked on the light, he draped his bag of suits over a chair, taking a sip of his coffee. He shoved a hand in his pocket and looked around his small, quiet apartment. It wasnât much; just a shitty one-bedroom with a miniscule kitchen. But that was all he needed. That and to be left alone.
Despite trying to keep a safe distance from you, you had yet to be deterred. Five knew you liked him; it was pretty obvious. Ever since he moved into the building, you hadnât missed an opportunity to corner him at the mailboxes, or in the hallway. Being trapped in the elevator was the most awkward, so Five tried his best to avoid those encounters by blinking around as much as possible. You always seemed to catch him, though.
It's not that Five didnât like you. You were sweet, and cute, and he would be lying if he said he wasnât flattered that you were so into him. The problem was that you were 21 and he was in his late sixties. Old enough to be your grandfather; at least mentally. Physically, he was in your same age range, which he assumed made things very confusing for you. While you did know all about his older consciousness, Five figured you conveniently forgot most of the time. Like when you wore those tiny little running shorts with a sports bra and decided to do some warm up stretches directly in front of his door.
Five wasnât fully immune to your little come-ons. He still had a pulse, after all. Not to mention the hormones and libido of a much younger man. StillâŚeven after all that he had witnessed and done throughout his life, he had managed to hold onto a couple scraps of morality. And only sleeping with women who were over the age of 30 was a personal rule of his.
He wasnât sure why he picked that age; it was still more than half of his. But he figured most peopleâs brains had fully matured by then and it made him feel like less of a sexual deviant. He hadnât had a date or any hook ups in a while, though. Most nights he just came back to his place and did exactly what he told you he did. Old man stuff.
As he stood there, contemplating all of this, there was a knock at his door. Five rolled his eyes yet again and set his coffee down. When he opened the door, there you were, as he suspected. You looked up at him with nervous eyes that couldnât quite hold his own while holding two large containers of food and a bottle of red wine.
âHi, again. What can I do for you?â
âHi, Five. So, it turns out I made too much food for dinner, so I wondered if you wanted some?â You held out the containers to him. âItâs spaghetti and a salad, and I had this bottle of wine that I thought would go well with it. Itâs nothing fancy, but I know youâre alone, so you probably donât have anyone to cook for youâŚâ Your voice trailed off and you looked away.
Five ran a hand down the back of his neck and looked down the hallway. No one else was around and he was hungry. He reached out to take the food, but left you holding the wine.
âThank you, thatâs really nice of you.â
Your eyes lit up at his compliment and you smiled. âOh, itâs no trouble at all. I cook all the time, so anytime you want me to make you something, just let me know. Iâm pretty good at it.â
Five chuckled. âI have no doubt that you are. It looks great.â He was about to go back into his apartment, when he looked back at your disappointed face. Shit. If he didnât invite this girl in, he was going to look like a real asshole. He was definitely going to regret this, though. âWould you like to come in and join me for dinner? Looks like you made plenty for both of us.â
âAre you sure? I donât want to impose.â
Five smiled gently and shook his head. âNo, youâre not. Come on in.â
After you stepped in, and Five busied himself making plates of food for the two of you, you set the wine on the kitchen table and looked around his place.
âWow, Iâm not sure what I was expecting, but this wasnât it.â
Five looked up while he opened the wine. âIsnât it just the same as your place?â
You nodded. âYeah, it is. Which is why Iâm surprised. I thought yours would be a littleâŚâ
âOld man-ish?â Five grinned as he handed you the glass of Pinot Noir.
ââŚsexier,â you answered with a sly grin, taking the glass from him.
Fiveâs eyebrows raised. âSexier?â
You shrugged and took a sip. âI donât know. I expected more black and leather. Like a real bachelor pad, you know?â
âYeah, thatâs not really me,â he said with a quiet chuckle. âIâm not exactly a swinging bachelor these days.â
You cocked your head to the side. âOh, no? How come?â
Five saw he had backed himself into a corner and he didnât really want to get into his love life with you, so he cleared his throat and gestured to the table. âFoodâs ready.â
As you sat across from one another at Fiveâs small dining table, the initial awkwardness began to wear off as the wine started taking effect. You became a little bolder in your flirting, and Five was finding he didnât mind as much as he usually did. By the time dinner was finished, and another bottle of red was opened, you had moved to the living room to continue your conversation. Five sat down on the couch as you plopped in the armchair across from him, tucking your leg up under you, making your shorts slide up your bare thigh. Five couldnât help but notice, and you caught him in the act.
As you continued your small talk, Five watched as you fidgeted in your chair. Every adjustment of your body seemed to be just for him, and he found his mouth pooling with saliva that he tried very hard to subtly swallow back down. It was wrong, but he couldnât help it. The smooth, bare skin of your legs, the curves of your breasts, the way your lips looked so damn delicious as you talked. He was in trouble.
âSo,â he said, his voice cracking. âItâs getting late.â
You nodded with an upturn of your mouth before standing up and crossing to Five. As you loomed over him, he looked up, his gaze traveling the full length of your body. The wine was giving you more confidence that you normally would have. He looked so damn good, sitting there with his hair a little disheveled from running his hand through it all night, and you werenât quite ready for the evening to end yet. You reached down, taking his wine glass to set it on the table with your own. When you climbed onto his lap, straddling his thighs, and draping your arms over his shoulders, he was shocked into silence.
Your warm groin settled over his lap with your tits pressed against his chest. Breathing harder, his hands automatically came to rest on your hips as he looked up at you. You smiled, your hair framing your face as you leaned in to kiss him.
Five closed his eyes, his grip on you tightening for a second as he kissed you in return. You moaned softly into his mouth, pressing yourself down when you felt him start to harden beneath you. Thatâs when he woke from his trance and pulled his head back.
âStop.â
âWhatâs wrong?â
âLookâŚI like you, but we canât do this.â
âWhy not?â
âWell, thereâs a lot of reasons, but namely Iâm way too old for you. And youâre drunk.â
âIâm not drunk.â
Five rolled his eyes. âOk, well, I am. And that doesnât change the fact that Iâm about three times older than you.â
âI donât care.â
âIâm sorry. I donât want to hurt your feelings, but this needs to stop before it goes any further.â
âYouâre sure thatâs what you want?â you asked, tilting your head to the side and giving just a little push into his crotch.
He shook his head slowly, exhaling a long breath. âNo, but itâs what needs to happen. Understand?â
After you reluctantly left, Five cleaned up the kitchen, jerked off in the shower, and went to bed trying very hard not to think of you anymore. Over the next two weeks, he did everything he could think of not to run into you in the building again. He was afraid that not only would it be awkward, but that he would start feeling things he shouldnât.
The truth was, you had gotten to him. Despite his best efforts, that little stunt you pulled by climbing into his lap had worked. Fuck, had it worked. Not a day went by when he wasnât imagining what would have happened had he not cut it short. Those firm tits pressed against him and your soft lips against hisâŚshit, he was going insane. He had to keep to his rule, though. You were just too young.
But you did not give up easily. You knew what you wanted and you were determined to make him see you as the adult you really were.
âFive!â you called with a little wave, as you caught him trying to enter his apartment one evening.
When Five saw you, he cursed under his breath. He really did not have the energy to deal with you. He had just gotten back from a job and he was not in the mood for your little antics.
âYou canât keep coming over here like this, Iâve told you that,â Five explained, turning his focus back to the key in the door.
âI just wanted to say hi,â you said with an innocence that he wasnât buying.
âYeah, I know what youâre doing,â he grumbled.
You paused. âIâm sorry about what happened before, Five. I understand why you might be hesitant, but you knowâŚâ
âWhat do I know?â
âI am an adult, like I said. You donât have to keep treating me like Iâm a kid.â
âYou are a kid,â Five shot back.
You looked up at him with a tiny smirk. âFrom what I remember, it didnât feel like you thought I was a kid the other night.â
Fiveâs jaw set, his teeth grinding together. He wasnât going to stand there and get made fun of by some girl that was determined to get in his pants, even if he did have the beginnings of a boner when she sat on his lap.
âJust stay away from me, ok?â he snarled. âYou donât know anything about me.â
âOh, please, FiveâŚI think I can handleââ
Five turned abruptly, his face hard with dark brows pulled together. As he leaned in, his jaw set and body tense, you flinched, but did not break your eye contact.
âYou think you can handle me, sweetheart? You have no idea what Iâm capable of,â he hissed in your face.
Swallowing, but holding your ground, you nodded. âI can handle you, Five. Iâm not scared of you. And if youâd just let me get to know you a little more â"
His laugh was laced with menace as he took another step toward you. You were left staring at one another, neither of you backing down. He was close enough that you could hear his harsh breathing through his nose and smell the faint traces of after-shave. His eyes searched over your face before turning back to his door.
âGet the fuck away from me. Please,â he said quietly.
âI know what Iâm doing, Iâm not sure why you think Iâm so innocent.â
Five looked down and sighed. He was tired of constantly trying to maintain his morality. He was an old man in a young manâs body and he was so damn sick of taking the higher road. Most people thought he was an asshole, and they werenât wrong. He had a high success rate of keeping the people he wanted out of his life out, and barely tolerating the ones he let in. He was a killer. A trauma-filled nightmare wrapped up in a pretty package. He was not normal, and it was time you knew that.
âFuck it,â he said out loud to no one in particular. As his eyes locked on yours again, his normally emerald-colored ones became dark.
He continued to take another step toward you, and then another, until you were backed against the opposite wall of the quiet hallway. Overhead, the fluorescent lights hummed as a single fly battled for its life inside one of the fixtures.
âAlrightâŚI will confess, I have been thinking a lot about you lately.â
âYou have?â
Five nodded, closing in on you until he was inches from your body; close enough that you could see the faint line of stubble on his chin and hear his deep breathing.
âSpecificallyâŚwhat you would be willing to do for me.â
As his gaze traveled over your body, taking in the tight tank top and miniscule shorts you were wearing, you could almost feel the energy pulsing out of him in waves. It was terrifying and intoxicating, and it had you rooted to the spot.
âWhat do you want me to do for you?â you asked, looking up at him through your lashes, blinking slowly.
âStrip.â
You had been trying to keep up with him. Trying to beat him at his own game. But you sucked in a quiet, yet audible, gasp of air.
âWhat?â
âI want you naked for me. Now.â
He was still so close to you, his mouth mere inches away from yours, and yet he made no further movement to do anything else. He was trapping you there; playing with his prey for fun. And you werenât sure if he was going to eat you or let you escape.
âHere?â you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving your face. âThatâs right, sweetheart. You think you know me? You think you want me? Then, prove it.â
âWhat if someone walks by?â
Five shrugged with a grin. He took a step back, allowing you enough room to leave, should you so choose. Again, he made no move to grab you, or touch you in any way. He shook his head, eyeing you pitifully.
âDonât play games you canât win. It wonât end well for you.â
When you had nothing to say to that, his demeanor changed again. Back to his normal, tired expression, his eyes and mouth drooped. He said nothing more, but just turned back toward his apartment, and opened the door. After he took a step inside, he heard you clear your throat. Turning around, he was faced with an unexpected sight.
With each slow, deliberate step you took in his direction, you started to strip your clothes away. First your top, lowering the straps over your shoulders and drawing it up over your head. Then your shorts, unbuttoning them before sliding them down your thighs and kicking them to the side. Five seemed frozen to the spot, unable to move and unable to speak. But his eyes followed you with an unmistakable hunger.
As you closed in on him, you were left in your bra and panties. With a small smirk, you reached behind you and undid the clasp of your bra. Slowly peeling it away from your body, you watched as Fiveâs gaze dropped to your breasts.
âLike I saidâŚIâm not afraid of you,â you said, as you confidently jutted your chin out, along with your chest.
Fiveâs face flickered with shock, followed by what you could only imagine was lust, before it turned to anger. He grabbed your upper arm, squeezing it hard, before shaking you.
His teeth gritted and bared, he snarled in your face. âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing?â
You did your best to pretend you were in full control of the situation. âWhat you told me to do.â
Fiveâs eyes roamed over your body for a split second, before they were back on your face. He was angrier than you had ever seen him before. And yet, you had a feeling the anger was just masking something else. Something he didnât want you to see.
At that moment, the loud ding of the elevator doors rang out, signaling that you would soon not be alone. He looked down the hallway and then back at you. When you didnât make a move, his jaw tensed even more. Stalking past you to snatch your clothes off the floor, he grabbed your arm again.
âGod damn it, get inside,â he demanded, yanking you forcefully through the doorway of his apartment.
As you stumbled your way inside, he continued to grasp your upper arm. He slammed the door behind you and got in your face again.
âAre you stupid?â he growled.
You shook your head. âNo.â
âWell, stop fucking acting like it. Jesus!â He let go of your arm, leaving you standing there in just your underwear, while he ran a hand through his hair. âYou canât just go around stripping naked in public places just because someone tells you to. What the fuck?â
You smiled and took a step toward him. âWhatâs the matter Five? Losing at your own game?â
Fiveâs breath had become louder and harsher. You could practically see the wheels turning inside his head. He wanted you; you were sure of it. The juxtaposition of desire and restraint was evident in every twitch of coiled muscle and nervous hover of his eyes on your breasts. He had been trying to scare you; make you flee in terror at his aggressive advances. But joke was on him, because you fucking loved it.
Another look of anger swept over his face as he laughed darkly. âShit. You really do not know what you are getting yourself into here.â
You swallowed nervously. âI donât care.â
âWell, you should. And you should leave.â
Five continued to bore into you with his intense stare. His dark eyes indicated menace, but his stiff body language gave off something else. Fear. But Five Hargreeves does not give into fear easily. When he feels it creeping in, he turns it into something else. Something mean and ruthless.
When you didnât make a move to leave, he took a step forward. A half-smirk formed on his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to the side.
âAlright thenâŚyouâve been warned,â he said pleasantly, right before his voice turned ice cold. âNow lose those fucking panties before I rip them off myself.â
Slowly, and without breaking eye contact, you hooked your thumbs into the elastic waist of your lace panties and pulled them down over your hips, letting them drop to the floor at your feet. You stood perfectly still, allowing him to take you all in while your chest began to rise and fall more rapidly.
You thought you had him this time. How was he going to resist a fully nude woman right in front of his face? But instead of giving in, like you knew he wanted, he gave a small shake of his head. Still holding the clothes you had discarded in the hallway, he stepped forward until he was directly in front of you, smiling derisively. His face was so close to your bare skin, you could feel the warmth of his exhale along your leg as he bent to pick up the pair of underwear. When he walked casually past you in the direction of the living room, your jaw dropped as he opened the sliding glass doors that led to a small balcony, and hurled your clothes outside. You watched in disbelief as they floated briefly on the light breeze before disappearing out of sight; fluttering to the ground, six floors below.
He closed the doors, turning back to you with a satisfied, yet stony expression. He pointed at the door to the hall.
âGet out.â
You paused, your eyes nervously darting toward the door. âWhat?â
He flicked a piece of hair out of his eyes in indifference. âYou said you didnât care if anyone saw you. So, leave.â
When you continued to stand there, wide-eyed and confused, he snorted and shook his head. âThatâs what I thought. Iâm not the nice guy you think I am. And Iâm certainly not one of your little fucking boyfriends you can manipulate to get your way.â His voice softened somewhat. âI can give you something to wear to go home in, but donât ever come back here again. This is over, understand?â
After a few seconds of silence, you nodded your head slowly. âI understand.â With a sly smile, you turned, heading for the door, letting Five get a nice long look at your ass in the process. As you reached for the doorknob, you glanced over your shoulder, relishing in his bewilderment as you walked right out the door without a stitch of clothing on.
Out in the hallway, you tried not to panic. You hadnât really thought out what was going to happen once you had committed to your little act of rebellion. Your apartment was on the other side of the floor, and you had to pass by many nosy neighborsâ places plus the elevators to get there. As you considered your options, your back was suddenly slammed into the wall, Fiveâs hands gripping your arms again after he appeared in a flash of blue.
âGod damn it,â he seethed in your face.
Without another word, you were being ripped through one of his portals, reappearing inside his apartment again. You let out a small cry of surprise as you were flattened against the door, Fiveâs body pressed against yours.
He surveyed your face one more time, his eyebrows drawn together in torment. âFuck, why did you do this to me?â
The next few minutes were a blur as Five released everything that he had been holding back in one ferocious attack. His mouth sucking and biting at your lips, his hands fisted tightly in your hair, and his hips jerking into you. Something feral and instinctual was propelling him, and you let him unleash all of it onto you.
With another tight hold on your wrist, you were dragged away from the door and whipped through a second portal, this time landing on his bed with a hard bounce. While you scrambled to sit up, Five had stripped off his shirt and was already unbuckling his belt, the clink of the metal drawing your attention to his hands as they unzipped his fly. Breathing hard through his nose, he looked at you, running a hand through his hair while pushing it off of his forehead.
With his cool green eyes locked on yours, he crooked a finger at you, beckoning you over. You worked your way off the bed, hesitating for just a moment, before closing the few feet so that you were standing directly in front of him.
He leaned down, a hand gently cradling the back of your neck, as he kissed you softly. You thought maybe you were going to see a new, tender side of him. Until he latched a hand onto your shoulder, gripping you hard while pushing you roughly down, forcing you to your knees. As he glared down at you, dark hair framing the sharp angles of his face, one corner of his mouth twitched up.
âYou talk a big game, honey, so go ahead. Letâs see that mouth of yours in action.â
He was trying to intimidate you; to show you he was the boss. But you werenât naĂŻve and you werenât dumb. There were subtle hints, like the way his breath hitched when he spoke to you, or the slight tremble in his hand as he guided your face up by your chin that gave his nerves away.
With your own small smile and a lick of your lips, you reached up to pull the black suit pants down, taking his boxers with them. Five let out a shaky exhale as his hard cock stood at attention in front of your face. With another coy glance up through soft lashes, you took him into your hand. He was bigger than you would have guessed, and you slowly stroked his thick shaft, pressing your thumb into the underside while following the vein from base to head. When you stretched out your tongue to give a kittenish lick across the tip, he hissed loudly, bringing his hand down to rest in your hair.
âShit,â you heard him mutter under his breath as you started in.
He didnât let you work up to it with teasing kisses or circles of your tongue around his dripping head. With one shove of his hand on the back of your head, his dick was down your throat. You let out a clipped groan that ended in a gurgling noise, before he was pulling you back and off again. With eyes wide and already gasping for air, your hair was tugged backward so that you were forced to look up at him.
An eyebrow raised, Five questioned you with a low voice. âStill think you can handle me?â
From your position on the floor, he towered above you like a god, watching as you worshiped at his feet. Your eyes traveled over his sculpted abs, his toned arms and shoulders that flexed with the effort of holding your head back. You took in the scars that dotted his abdomen and thighs; the line of soft hair that trailed from his navel to the main event. He was being rough, yes, but there was something in his eyes that gave him away. Like he wanted so badly to be something else, he just didnât know how.
You nodded your head in an answer to his question, as his magnificent cock bobbed in front of your face, and you opened your mouth wide.
âFuck,â he growled from deep in his chest.
Five was losing his mind, he was sure of it. All of his pent-up anger and frustration over his body/mind/age situation was coming to a head; and he was shoving that head directly and violently down your throat. He couldnât stop it. He didnât want to stop it. You felt so damn good, with your warm mouth wrapped around him and your tongue sliding over the taught skin of his shaft. As his hips jerked into your face, harder and faster, he watched as you gagged and choked on his dick; saliva building up at the corners of your mouth as you so dutifully let him fuck your face.
âAhâŚffff-uu-goddamnitâŚyes, fuck yes, donât stopâŚah SHIT!â
His head was thrown back in complete bliss as he unloaded copious amounts of cum directly into the back of your throat, the sheer volume making it pour out the corners of your mouth and dribble down your chin. The rest you swallowed, choking down the steady stream of bitter semen while he moaned above you and fisted your hair even tighter.
As he finally began to relax and the last few twitches of his hips came to a halt, he dared to open his eyes and look down at the sight below him. He had loosened his grip on your hair, allowing his dick to slip out of your mouth. You gasped and sucked in the much-needed air that you hadnât been getting as he released you entirely. Collapsing onto your hands and knees, you coughed and wiped at your destroyed mouth while Five did nothing more than stare down at you with a kind of horrified fascination.
What had he done?
When you looked back up at him, though, and he saw that devilish smile sneak across your lips, daring him to give you more, he stopped caring. It was clear you were going to let him do whatever he wanted. And, fuck, if he didnât want to do so many things to you.
âUp,â he commanded, still trying to catch his breath.
He held out his hand for you to take, letting him haul you up to standing. He ran a hand down your cheek and kissed your ruined lips. There was that moment of softness again, and you closed your eyes against his touch.
Five guided you so that you were sitting on the edge of the bed. After another kiss, this time leaving you breathless, he dropped to his knees between your legs. Gripping your thighs in his hands, he roughly pushed your legs apart while pulling you closer to him.
Digging his fingers into your hips, he buried his face into your wet, throbbing pussy, and moaned.
âThis wet just from sucking my cock? Fuck, honey, youâre driving me crazy.â
Alternating between long laps with his tongue and sucking at your clit, it was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing as you leaned backward, holding yourself up with your hands flat on the bed. When you dropped your head back, it banged against the wall, but you barely noticed since you were already on the cusp of a strong orgasm.
âFiveâŚâ you gasped, eyes clenched shut and biting at your bottom lip. You tried desperately to rock your hips into his face, but his grip was too strong. He was devouring you; eating you out almost viciously, while your palms began to sweat as they pressed harder into the bed. âFiveâŚholy fff-uckâŚOH GOD!â you screamed as one last, perfect lick sent you reeling. With your entire body shuddering, Five only went at you harder; until you were letting out quiet, pitiful cries, and your thighs twitched against his head.
As you tried to catch your breath, Five finally let up, tearing himself away from your warm deliciousness, and standing up to lean over you. He was just as out of breath as you were, with his mouth shining and lips red. A mixture of your arousal and his saliva pooled obscenely underneath you.
âThat wasâŚholy shitâŚâ you tried to get out, but you were cut off almost immediately.
âIâm not done yet. Not by a long shot,â he rasped.
Though only minutes had passed since he had unloaded into your mouth, his cock was hard again. As he rummaged around in a drawer, pulling out a condom, and rolling it on, you scooted back so that you were lying down lengthwise on the bed. There was no more time for rest, though, before Five was climbing on top of you, that look of voracity overtaking him again.
He began to kiss you; hard and insistently while running his tongue over your bottom lip and venturing inside. It was a mixture of intense want and hesitation as he squeezed your ass with one hand and lightly stroked your hair with the other. When he pulled back, he looked deep into your eyes, his hand coming to rest gently on your cheek, his thumb pressing under your chin.
âWhat do you think, sweetheart? Ready for more?â
With a slow smile forming on your face, you nodded.
âFuck yeah. Give it to me.â
Five groaned, closing his eyes and dropping his face to your neck. His teeth scraped against your skin as he kissed you fervently while your fingers threaded through his hair. The second you opened your legs for him, he was shoving himself inside. Sucking in a loud breath, he buried his face into your shoulder.
âFuuuckâŚyou are tightâŚgod, you feel so fucking good,â he moaned pitifully into you.
You threw your head back against the pillow with a loud moan. âOh my god, I knew your dick would feel amazing.â
He didnât respond, but he took both of your legs and balanced them on his shoulders, angling your hips up to push his dick in even further. He was buried to the hilt, with his tight balls slapping against your ass each time he drew back and slammed back into you.
Five was gone; completely lost inside his own debauched fantasy. He wanted to fuck you harder and harder until you couldnât take it anymore. He wanted to make you cry out his name while your back arched off the bed like you were possessed. When his eyes met yours, with the strands of hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat already forming there, you bit your bottom lip and smiled. You knew exactly what you were doing to him, and that made him want to absolutely ruin you.
Smacking your ass hard enough to leave a mark before throwing your legs off his shoulders, Five roughly flipped you over. He forced the side of your face into the bed as he thrust inside you again, stretching your pussy and filling you up with his thick cock. His ragged breath warmed the side of your neck with each punishing drive of his hips against your ass as you whimpered softly.
âCome on, honey, letâs hear it,â he snarled next to your ear. âYouâve been dying for me to pound that sweet little pussyâŚso let me hear you. Iâm not stopping until I get what I want.â
âFff-iiive,â you sobbed, your fists clutching the bedspread underneath you as he railed relentlessly into you.
âThatâs right,â he answered, and you could hear that cocky smirk on his face. âBeg me.â
âFiveâŚpleaseâŚyou feel SOâŚFUCKINGâŚGOOD!â
The angle of his cock thrusting inside of you, along with his body trapping you beneath him, was more intense than anything you had ever experienced before. You were on the verge of coming; your cries becoming louder while you desperately tried to suck air into your lungs. The sting of his dick drilling inside of you was still not enough to mask the pleasure that was building. It hurt but you still wanted more.
Soon, that inevitable feeling of warmth and tightness formed in your core and you let go with a loud scream that echoed off the walls of his bedroom. Your body convulsed under his as his hips stilled against your ass when he expelled himself one more time. The groan that left him as he came was loud and long, leaving his arms shaking as he held himself over you.
After he was able to move off of you, you continued to catch your breath as you rolled over to face him. Five was kneeling on the bed, chest glistening with sweat and heaving as he flipped his hair out of his eyes. He didnât say a word, but after a few more seconds, he climbed off the bed to dispose of the condom. You eyed him nervously. You had no idea how he was going to react, or if he was already regretting everything.
After tugging his boxers back on, he sat down on the edge of the bed. âAre you ok?â he asked, his voice tight.
You nodded and sat up. âYeah, Iâm ok, why?â
Five shook his head. âI was way too rough, I shouldnât haveâŚbut youâŚâ he trailed off, his frustration with himself evident. âLook, you got your way. This is done now, alright?â
With a roll of your eyes, you moved off the bed so that you were standing in front of him; the muscles in your sticky thighs aching from the movement. âGet over yourself, Five. We both wanted this, so stop pretending I put some spell on you to make you change your mind.â
He was silent, but he nodded, a brief flicker of a smile forming on his lips. âIâm sorry about your clothes.â He got up to grab a t-shirt from one of his drawers and handed it to you. âYou can wear this; it should be enough to cover everything.â
As you worked the too-big shirt over your head, Five pulled his pants back on, zipping them up but leaving the belt hanging open. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a small, balled up pair of womenâs underwear. With a guilty smile, he tossed them over to you. âHere.â
You laughed in disbelief. âYou stole my panties? What were you going to do with them?â
Five shrugged. âI hadnât figured that out yet.â
Shaking your head, you looked down at them in your hand. âSuch a dirty old man.â Glancing back at Fiveâs guilty face, you threw them back, and he caught them against his chest. âKeep them. I kind of like the idea of you doing weird things with them.â
Five made no comment, but he tucked them back into his pants pocket with a lop-sided grin. He held out his hand. âCome on, Iâll blink you back to your apartment so you donât have to go back in just a t-shirt.â
You thought for a second, but shook your head. âNo thanks. I donât mind a good walk of shame now and then.â
As Five walked you to the door, you gave him a lingering kiss and trailed a hand down his arm. âMaybe the next time I make too much food, Iâll come over and share it? Think you can handle that?â
A smile slowly spread across Fiveâs face and he nodded. âYeah, I think I can handle that.â
Then he watched as you walked away, wearing nothing but his t-shirt. He shook his head, not quite believing what had just occurred. He had thought he was so damn smart with his moral high-ground and superiority. But as it turned out, you had gotten the best of him. He lost at his own game. Tucking two fingers inside his pocket to stroke the silky material of your panties, he smiled to himself, thinking about how this may have been the first time in his life that he hadnât minded losing.
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only you (f.h.) (drabble)
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Wife!Reader
A/N: The last month was pretty busy so I couldn't write much but I had a cute lil thought about this while I was on the bus cuz of all the Five tiktoks on my fyp
"Honestly Five, your head isn't screwed on straight! No one in their right mind would put themselves at this much risk over and over again!" You shouted, voice almost hoarse and mouth dry as you continued to berate him, as you had since you arrived almost twenty minutes ago.
Your husband continued to ignore you, not even bothering to justify his reckless mission anymore and you continued to shout, waving your hands around in your helplessness and frustration.
Five Hargeeves was a great man but the one thing you absolutely detested about him was how he decided he had to do everything on his own. You were his partner, both in the commission and in his life, but he refused to trust you with his own matters.
To a certain degree, you could understand him. He was so anxious about saving his family, so tormented by their deaths hanging over him that he felt that unless he oversaw every single detail, it would all fall apart.
But just because you understood, didn't mean you appreciated your husband putting himself in harm's way when you could've helped him.
"Are you even listening to me?! Five! Your wife is here yelling at you, and you don't even have the decency to look her in the eye?!"
He didn't reply and you were stuck staring at his broad, blazer-clad shoulders.
Then he shifted, taking a deep breath and you heard the shaky breath he let out.
"Five?"
He finally turned, eyes glistening, cheeks wet and lip quivering and you felt so heartbroken at the sight of him that you felt your own tears prick at your eyes. You immediately closed the gap between you, "Oh, sweetheart."
You sat him down in the armchair, perching on his lap and letting him hide his face into your neck, peppering kisses to the crown of his head as he took some time to compose himself.
"I'm justâso tired." His voice cracked and you felt like your heart did as well, pulling away from him just enough so you could kiss his tears away.
"Shh, it's okay." You whispered, gently running your thumbs over the peak of his cheekbones. His hands were gripping your waist with the strength of a vice, nails digging into the flesh of your hips.
"What do you need, Five? Just give me the word and I'll make it happen." You told him, now more determined than anything to shoulder the pain he was feeling, "I would move the heavens and the earth to make you happy, my love. Tell me what you need."
He slumped over in defeat, pressing his forehead to yours, "You. Only you."
You sighed, now running your fingers through his hair. A part of you was disappointed that he was still unable to open up, another was unsurprised.
"Silly request. I'm already all yours."
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|| Leave Me Dead To The World. || Five Hargreeves x Reader || The Umbrella Academy ||
donât even get me started on tua season 4 cuz i hated it especially the you know what with Five.
CW: Spoilers for TUA season 4 epsiode 6. Instead of Lila, (Y/N) is the who goes with him to get stuck for 7 years.
bold italics are song lyrics from dead to the world by noel gallagher listen to it while you read to up the reading experience haha
After spending 7 years in a another timeline with Five, youâve come back to be reunited with everyone in the present. Only to find out that the worldâs on a fast track to ending again, but this time thereâs no running away from the inevitable.
âP-Please Five, donât do thisâŚ!â
You cry out as your shaky hands cup his face, your forehead pressed against his as his solemn eyes stare deeply into yours. Both of you standing on a familiar platform, while Lilaâs family and Claire watch with melancholy. You could see his eyes pooling with his tears at your desperation. You have no idea how much Five wanted to abandon everything, the world, his family and leave everything behind to jump back on the train with you. To a house in the middle of the woods, where youâd grow strawberries and to spend the rest of your lives together. Live the life he always imagined with you by side until he draws his final breath but he couldnât.
Itâs time to let go, Iâm bent over backwards.
He knew if he did, everything would start over again-the end of the world is always going to be inevitable as long as he and his family lived. He tried over and over again and just when he thought he could finally live-when he finally stopped it, does the cruel reminder that itâll never end, come back. He couldnât do this to you again, you deserved to live a full life even though he wonât ever be a part of it. That is why, with a heavy heart does Five slowly shake his head at your plea. His heart sinks even further at the look on your face at his rejection. âIâm sorry (Y/N), I wish it didnât have to be this way but thereâs no other options left. I wish there was, I r-really doâŚâ Five croaks out as he tries to wipe the tears that continuously fall from your eyes. As the trains signal its doors closing, Five knew his time was up.
If love ainât enough to make it alright. Leave me dead to the world.
âI love you...â
With a final press of his lips to your forehead, Fives pushes you harshly into the train. Surprised, you fall backwards, only for Claire to try and catch you as you land on the floor of the train. Horror filled your eyes as the train doors closes on you, separating you and Five forever.
You quickly scramble to stand up, yelling and pounding on the door that separates you both. Five smiles sadly at you, as he places a hand on the glass then bringing it up to a wave as the train signals its departure. Your shouts get louder as the train starts to move, pounding harder as you call out your loverâs name. As the speed picks up, you see Fiveâs figure growing smaller and smaller until it completely disappears. Only then do you fall to your knees with a dreadful wail as your heart shatters into a million pieces.
Five's hand falls back down to his side lifelessly as the train disappears into darkness. The tears that welled up in his eyes, finally cascading down his cheeks. The Five who never showed any weakness, nonetheless cried - his walls now completely broken down. He had to remain strong in front of you or else he would have wavered in his decision. With a shaky breath, he turns around preparing to blink back to the mansion - back to his family who waited for him. He promises that if he was ever given another chance at life again that he'll find you again, and love you like he always wanted to. No matter how long it takes, he'll find you again even if you wonât remember him. When he meets you, will you fall in love with him again? Itâs wishful thinking but he hopes that even if itâs a tiny bit, that you'd still remember him. With all of his heart he hopes that you do but until then.
"Take care, my love."
I can lend you a dream, till we meet again. Iâm dead to the world.
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Dating Headcanons F.H
What itâs Like to Date Five Hargreeves
Pairings â Five Hargreeves x Reader (pronouns not specified)
Summary â My headcanons for if you were Fiveâs lover.
Warnings â opinions, no plot, itâs all over the place, last one is semi-NSFW.
A/N â i try to avoid nsfw with five because yk.. in the show, heâs physically thirteen but this one was too funny not to add. letâs all just pretend there was a happy ending okay đđ. i wrote this before season four came out so letâs pretend it ended happily.
â if you want another version where itâs just headcanons of you and five in the apocalypse iâm down for that.
â I see headcanons where Five is straight up mean, manipulative, and where heâs just using you.
â To me, thatâs not Five being in love with you. Have you seen how he treats Delores? HEâS SO SWEET TO HER.
â So if youâre his lover, he will give you princess treatment like no other, holy shit.
âHeâll prepare breakfast so itâs ready to be eaten when you wake up.
â He thinks breakfast in bed is a recipe for disaster so he never does that.
â If you take a while to wake up heâll wake you up.
â âMy love, breakfast is ready.â Heâll whisper into your ear before pressing a kiss onto your temple, then one on your forehead, then your nose⌠then finally a chaste kiss on your lips.
â Heâll tuck you in bed at night and make sure youâre all snug before leaving. If you canât sleep heâll read to you.
â With him around, you genuinely never have to open a door. In addition to paying for every meal, he always walks on the outside of the sidewalk. He also pulls the chair out for you when you sit and showers you with praise.
â Sometimes the praise is simple whispers in your ear because he isnât much into PDA.
â There was never an official wedding, he stole two matching rings and gave one to you.
â Heâd like to have an official wedding.
â If he has to worry about the apocalypse heâll probably neglect you only because he thinks the fate of the world is in his hands.
â He loves going on simple dates, whether itâs at Griddyâs Doughnuts, a simple stroll in the park, or a little painting place.
â Heâs fancy but he doesnât see the point in expensive restaurants. He likes the little things.
â He loves to make and paint pottery with you, itâs his favourite thing to do.
â When he canât sleep heâll come over to your place and sit on the roof with you.
â If you fall asleep heâll Blink into your room and tuck you in, and heâll even leave a note for you to read when you wake up.
â It usually goes along the lines of..
âYou fell asleep, donât worry I made sure you got back in your room and I picked up all your stuffies from the floor and put them on the bed with you.â
â He struggles with insomnia.
â Heâll write you love letters even though itâs more convenient to send a text. He loves you and heâs willing to put effort in love notes.
â His primary love languages are quality time and acts of service.
â He doesnât show much affection in public.
â He doesnât mind holding your hand though.
â Five wonât be afraid to hold your hand, wrap an arm around your shoulders or waist while heâs with his siblings.
â Kisses and hugs are private though.
â Despite being private, he doesnât hide the fact heâs dating you.
â If anyone tries anything on you, Five will glare daggers. If thatâs not enough, heâll threaten them, and if they keep pushing heâll make them bleed (but not too severe đĽ°)
â Heâs hella protective.
â You make midnight munchies together.
â Heâll refuse to dance with you in the kitchen at 2am but heâll reluctantly say yes and end up actually enjoying it.
â Same goes for dancing in the rain. He pretends to hate it but he loves it and you know he does.
â You always make pasta or noodles for midnight munchies.
â One time you made cookies and accidentally woke up Klaus who ate the cookie dough before you got to put it in the oven.
â When you guys had sex for the first time Klaus congratulated you and Five with a cake that said âvirginâ in the middle of a đŤ and woke you up the next day with confetti.
â sorry, i know i said iâd have a part three to my ben hargreeves fic but i wrote it and didnât edit it.. and it didnât seem entertaining enough to post, iâm sorry.
â if you want headcanons with the apocalypse involved, let me know <3
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Downfall [ Five Hargreeves x Reader ]
Summary: No matter the timeline, you and Five never get your chance.
A/N: well I think I can agree with everyone that season four was not good⌠so my way of coping is making angsty imagines for it⌠Iâm trying to cope with the fact this is the last time we will ever see them ): This is also super short, apologies
Warnings: Season Four Spoilers
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Five had seen multiple timelines with Lila throughout their time spent together. And in almost every single one they saw, you were dead by the hands of him or vice versa. Eventually it became normal to see you mourning Five or him taking revenge for you.
Lila could see how distressing it was for him to see every timeline play out the same for the both of you.
Fate never seemed to be on your side, and even in your timeline, Five never had the courage to tell you his feelings. Despite spending six years by his side, being his roommate, helping him with cases, being there emotionally for him⌠he never seemed to catch on to the fact that you held feelings for him, too.
On one of their multiple train rides, Lila tried to address what the two of you meant to each other, but Five didnât want to acknowledge it.
Because he feared the moment heâd open up, fate would play itâs cruel trick again and guarantee he would never see you again.
So he buried it deep within himself so it would not haunt him.
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For you, it was mere hours you had last seen Five. You had helped Allison and Claire rescue Klaus from being buried alive, and had found your way to Lila and Diegoâs home.
Everything seemed to be alright, and although you could sense something was wrong with Five, you didnât have the energy to ask, simply from the long day you were all having.
However, you didnât fail to notice the looks Lila and Five were sharing. It made not only you suspicious, but Diego as well. It was started to grow more and more tense as he pried information from them.
It almost felt as if your heart was being ripped out of your chest, being stomped on by the universe, as Five and Lila confessed of their infidelity.
You werenât sure if you wanted to console Diego or slap Five.
You decided on the latter before storming out of the house. Diego tried to stop Five from chasing after you, but Five was quicker and blinked to your side.
âLet me explain.â
âGet away from me!â You screamed as you exited the house. Nobody followed the two of you, so you only assumed Lila was in the hot seat.
â(Y/n)! Stop acting like a child and listen.â Five grabbed your arm and whipped you around to face him. He was close now, his breath fanning your face.
âHow could I listen to the fact you and Lila shared such an intimate relationship while I have been waiting years for you to do the same with me.â You made sure to throw your words in his face, making all of your emotions clear as day. Pretending to not hold feelings for him was beginning to weigh you down, so you needed to let go of those weights now.
âAll we did was kiss,â Five said it like it was the most simple action in the world. âOne kiss and we realized our mistake immediately. We got wrapped up in our own little bubble and forgot the important things. I just⌠I couldnât handle seeing you die anymoreâŚâ
âWhat?â You pushed away from him. Had he seen a timeline with you dead?
âI⌠we donât get a happy ending in any timelines. No matter what we do, we fail to be together.â Five sighed and ran a hand through his hair. âI lost hope that even if we got back, it would lead to our demise.â
You didnât know what to say to him as your heart began to beat uncontrollably.
He looked into your tear filled eyes and said, âI want to be with you, but I donât want to kill you.â
âI donât want to be with someone who, after forty years in the apocalypse, couldnât even keep his heart on one person for seven years. It doesnât matter if you realized your mistake, Five. Iâve been here the whole time waiting for you. I took care of you when you came home bloodied. I stayed up with you while you had panic attacks. I made sure that you had coffee brewed every morning.â
Five felt ashamed he had let everything you had done for him go to waste with his one mistake. âI donât expect you to forgive me.â
âMaybe Iâll be the bigger person and actually forgive you, because I know deep inside I am that person. And I for sure know you arenât because you kissed your brotherâs wife, Five.â You scoffed and wiped away your tears. âGood luck with that.â
You began to walk towards your car without another word, and Five just watched as you left.
He was smart enough to know that if he chased you, it would lead to a grave.
And not too long after, he would sacrifice himself with his family, his last thoughts only consisted of you and how much he failed your relationship. Some selfish part of him hoped that heâd come back, to be able to see you again.
But the more rational side of him knew that he would never touch you again.
Because for once, you would be able to live in a peaceful timeline without him there to cause your downfall.
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helloo!! i was wondering if maybe you could write a Five Hargreeves x Reader when five just absolutely ADDORRESS the reader? it doesnt matter whats the situation, whats the backstory for it, i just NEED a lovesick fool fiveđ
I ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOOVVVEEE YOUR WRITING ITS SOOOO GOOODD!!!!đđđ
nah I agree with this it's slightly ooc but idgaf he would be lovesick if he didn't experience so much trauma in his life TELL ME IM WRONG. /hj ; and thank you!!! I appreciate it <3 ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; I tried to make this as long as possible so I'm sorry if it's short as hell đ
FIVE HARGREEVES ; lovesick
summary ; five is lovesick as hell
warnings ; language
word count ; 345
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Five adored you. He was completely infatuated, head over heels for you.
"I want you so badly it might kill me"
That's how he asked you out.
You could never do wrong in his eyes. You were a work of art in them. You were the Francoise Pilot to his Pablo Picasso.
He's even worse when he's drunk. Especially when there's no hope to save the world one last time. He's a touchy drunk around you, acting like a cartoon character with bubbles popping out of his lips when he burped.
He's a fool for you, even when he doesn't want to be.
But it's alright.
man he just fell in love at first sight
he couldn't help but admire everything you did, you moved smooth like butter
when he's not busy saving the world, he's surprising you with gifts / being very lovey dovey
he's a big physical affection person when he's lovesick
he literally daydreams of kissing you all day
he's actually obsessed
and it annoys his siblings
"y/n-"
"shut the hell up, five"
he's very overprotective of you
but not in a like stalker weird way, he's just concerned mostly
he doesn't wanna lose you cause he knows shit can flip at any second
he's genuinley the sweetest
yall have that old people love (cause I mean u kinda r old ppl cmon)
you sip hot tea on the porch swing in the morning to watch the sunrise
you live in a little cottage core home in middle of no where pennsylvania
he built your dreams dude đđ
think those few lines in miranda lamberts the house that built me
"mama cut out houses of pictures for years, from better homes and garden magazines. plans were drawn and concrete poured, nail by nail, board by board, daddy gave life to mama's dream"
if you get it you get it
I live / grew up in rural PA don't ask ab the country music
cause you'd definitely listen to the soft country type of music when baking in the kitchen or picking strawberries in the greenhouse together
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Carousel Club | Five Hargreeves / Reader
Word Count : 3k Summary : After being dropped into 1963, you find work at the Carousel Club as a dancer. While following a tip where Luther could be, Five sees your routine. Overwhelmed by jealousy he sneaks into your dressing room. (I do not own the umbrella academy or any of it's characters.) Warnings/Tags : Smut, cursing, piv, men being sexist (its the 1960s what do you expect?) dom!Five, Aged up!Five. A little bit of angst. Not requested.
You always trusted your husband. He was your constant in a very fucked up world. You knew he would never purposely harm you, or put you in harm's way. Sometimes that meant following him through time and space, other times it meant trusting him to not burn your dinner. So when he said he had a way out of the mess you and your in-laws had caused, of course you trusted him wholeheartedly.Â
You grasped Fiveâs hand tightly in your own, feeling a sense of deja-vu from the last time you two tried to spacial jump. Diego gingerly held your other hand, you looked up at him giving him a curt nod. He returned the nod before looking around at the rest of his siblings. You raised your eyes to the gaping hole in the ceiling, the intricate details of the theater framing the crumbling moon. Five squeezed your hand, drawing your attention back to him. You gave him a reassuring smile, well as reassuring as you could.
Electricity crackled around the seven of you, wind whipping your hair in front of your face. Fiveâs grip on your hand was almost crushing, like you were his lifeline. A giant blue orb of energy appeared above your family, growing and glowing. Five strained under the pressure, his face contorting into a pained expression. The blue light enveloped you all, flickering and pulsing.Â
âHold on! Itâs gonna get messy!â Five yelled as the ground shook beneath you, shutting your eyes tightly you felt yourself being pulled away from Five and Diego. You only had a moment of panic before you were thrown to the ground.
You groaned sitting up, the blue light of energy blinding you. You raised your hand shielding your eyes.
âFive!â You yelled as you got to your feet. As fleeting as the orb had appeared it disappeared, as though someone had turned an old tv off. Was that a flash, or just your imagination? You shook your head, taking in your surroundings. No Five, no siblings, no briefcase. Where the hell were you?Â
You wandered down the alleyway to the main street. Your hip twinged in pain after taking the brunt of your fall. You looked around the street, the lampposts and storefront neon signs were your only light source. You sank down on a bench, letting out a deep sigh. Your eyes wandered to a newsrack, you quickly got to your feet. You ran to it, holding the sides of the glass case.Â
August 1st, 1963. Dallas, Texas.
Your heart leapt into your throat. Damn it, Five. Shit, Alison. God, where were the rest of Fiveâs siblings?
âHoney, are you alright?â A soft voice asked, you turned your head sharply. You were met by a sweet womanâs face, big blond hair and bangs. She had a cardigan wrapped tightly around herself as she reached out to touch your shoulder. You shook your head, still coming to terms with the last five minutes. âCome on, Iâm just about to go get something to eat, why donât you join me?â She said, smiling sweetly.
âI-â You cleared your throat, âI donât have any money.â You said, shaking your head. âWell then my treat.â She said helping you to your feet. You followed the woman down the streets of Dallas to a quaint diner. You sat down across from her, taking a look over the menu. People chattered mindlessly around you as you came to terms with your situation.
âIâve seen that look before.â She said, setting her menu down on the table.Â
âWhat look?â You said furrowing your eyebrows.
âThat look. Every girl I work with has had that same look.â She huffed thanking the waiter as he set down a coffee cup in front of her. âSmall girl in the big city, not knowing where youâre gonna stay or what youâre gonna eat. Believe me, Iâve seen that look before because Iâve felt that before.â She said reaching across the table, taking your hand in hers. âSo whatâs your story, sweetheart?â You took a breath, choosing your next words carefully.
âMy husband and I got separated.â You whispered, âMy parents didnât agree with our marriage and so we ran away. He was supposed to meet me here in Dallas but he didnât show.â You said, not technically a lie, Five was supposed to be here with you.
âOh dear,â She tsked, âwell you do not have to worry about that anymore. Iâm so glad I found you! You can stay with me until you get back on your feet.â You smiled, hopefully Five wouldnât make you wait much longer.Â
âThank youâŚâ You trailed off, realizing you hadnât caught her name.
âAutumn.â She answered, holding out her hand for you to shake.
âIâm Y/n.â You smiled, taking her hand.
âYou know Y/n, I could put in a good word for you with my boss. He may seem a bit rough around the edges, but weâre always short staffed.â She shrugged. Whatever the job was you would only have it for hopefully a week tops before Five caught up with you, along with his siblings.
âI appreciate it Autumn.â You smiled, patting her hand.
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When you arrived at Autumn's place of work you wondered if you were a little over your head. You followed Autumn into the back entrance of the nightclub. You passed by many half dressed women, putting on their makeup and outfits.Â
âThis way sweetheart!â Autumn called, you picked up your pace following her through the dressing room. Once on the main floor of the club you were greeted by the intense smell of cigars. Autumn had all but disappeared, you wandered through the tables. Trying to work your way to the front of the club, while also trying to avoid the menâs wandering hands at the tables.Â
âY/n!â She called from a table, you turned your head. The club was familiar, but you couldnât put your finger on it. You were face to face with Jack Ruby, the man who would put the hit out on Lee Harvey Oswald. You gulped, straightening your shoulders you walked over to them.
âMr. Ruby, this is Y/n sheâs looking for a job.â Autumn said, clasping her hands together. Jack looked you over, a cigar dangling from his lips.Â
âY/n who?â He said leaning back in his chair. You stuttered but only for a second.
âY/n L/n,â You said with a smile, Hargreeves might get Five or your in-laws in trouble if anyone here caught wind of that name. He puffed his cigar, leaning over to whisper something to the man next to him. He chuckled before nodding, you bit your cheek. Feeling like a piece of meat in front of these men.
âCan you start tonight?â He said, lacing his fingers together.Â
âOf course.â You replied, Autumn cheered quietly beside Mr. Ruby.
âAutumn, be a dear and show her the dressing rooms. Tell âem I want Miss Y/n to be on stage by tomorrow night.â He said motioning with his cigar in hand. On stage? You turned sharply looking toward the stage of the nightclub, scantily clad women fanning themselves with large feather fans.Â
âYes sir Mr. Ruby!â Autumn giggled, taking your arm and walking you towards the back.
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You sat in front of your vanity, lined by bright golden bulbs. Brushing glitter onto your eyes before adding your long eyelashes. It had been three months since you had taken on your new job, along the way you had made many friends. You felt for all the girls alongside you, it was a rough profession but it paid well. You pulled your robe close around your body, walking over to the clothing rack. You rifled through the sheer jeweled fabric before your eyes landed on the black and white body suit. You threw your outfit over your arm heading back to your vanity. You were greeted by a beautiful bouquet of red roses, Autumn standing next to them with a coy smile.
âAutumn! Who are these from?â
âA secret admirer,â she cooed her bright red lips pulling back into a smile, âJust teasing! Itâs from all of us girls here,â She said as she rushed forward, wrapping her arms around your shoulders. Her cheap perfume floods your senses along with her sweet sweat.
âYâall didnât have to do that!â You smiled as she pulled away, she only waved you off.
âYouâre one of the best here! Donât know where you learned all your little tricks.â She said bumping your elbow with her own. She looked down at your costume in your arms. âNeed help?â Autumn asked, holding out her hand.Â
âYes please.â You said handing her your suit as you lowered your robe. You held onto her shoulders stepping into the suit, you adjusted your straps as Autumn tightened your corset. You admired yourself in the mirror, since taking on your new job you had become more toned. More than when you had worked at the commission, and these clothes were definitely more flattering than your blue suits you used to wear. You took in a sharp breath as Autumn pulled through the last loops, tying the ribbon with a neat bow.
âAlright sister, youâre ready.â She said squeezing your shoulders.
âThanks Autumn, now go take your break!â You said waving her off.Â
âY/n! Youâre on next!â Shannon called from the stage door. You nodded, quickly stopping to smell the sweet scent of your roses before grabbing your tulle skirt. You tied it around your waist as you walked backstage. You picked up your red feather fans, taking a deep breath. You walked up to the closed red curtains listening to the deafening cheers and whistles. You heard the clink of the ropes being pulled back before you were blinded by the spotlights. You closed your eyes, bowing your head, your body covered by the bright red fans.Â
You started your routine, swaying your hips seductively as you pulled the fans back away from your body teasing the audience. You lost yourself in the music, thankfully it was difficult to decipher anyoneâs face over the shadows cast by the spotlights. You unclipped the tulle skirt, throwing it off stage. You could make out a certain group of sailors, and a rather large man standing by the bar.Â
You teased the audience, covering your body with the fans before flashing them a glimpse of your shimmering body suit. You pulled the fans over your head, rotating your hips in a circular motion as you lowered into a squat. You bounced on your heels before jumping back up to your feet. You smirked as the men whistled and cheered.Â
The music slowed, and faded out as you walked behind the red curtain. You dropped off your fans before heading back to your dressing room. You opened the door, shutting it behind you.Â
âWho sent the roses?â Fiveâs voice sent a shiver down your spine. You turned your head sharply, meeting Fiveâs predatory gaze.
âFive!â You gasped, your heart soaring in your chest. âWhen did you get here?âÂ
âI could ask you the same thing.â He said, crossing his arms. Your smile fell off your face, what was his problem? Itâs not your fault that he dropped you off in the middle of 1963 with no resources.Â
âThree months ago.â You said furrowing your brows, âIâve been looking for you this whole time!â He scoffed, clicking his tongue.
âOh really? It looks like youâve been getting enough attention without me.â He huffed, glaring at the bouquet of roses.
âExcuse me for finding a way to survive here.â You spit pushing past him, knocking his shoulder against yours. You took a seat in front of your vanity, pulling out your makeup kit. He stalked up behind you, towering over you. He gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him through the mirror, effectively smearing your bright red lipstick.
âYouâre mine.â He sneered, his lips pulling back over his teeth. You flushed, heat pooling in your core. You stared up at him through the mirror, his fingers squeezing your lips together. âGot it?â He asked. You glared at him, a devilish thought entering your mind.Â
You kept quiet, smirking as you watched a shadow pass over his features. He clenched his jaw, shaking his head as he tilted your head to look him in the eye.
âYou must need a lesson.â He smirked, pulling you to your feet, you stumbled slightly in your heels. He kicked the chair away, you jumped as it thudded against the carpeted floor. His arm moved behind you, sweeping everything off of your vanity along with the roses. They crashed to the floor, the vase shattering. He pushed you against the vanity, caging you in with his arms as he slammed his hands against the mirror. He stared down at you with a wolfish grin, you felt yourself flush. Your heart started to beat faster as you squirmed under him.
âYes sir.â You said tilting your chin up, staring at him through your lashes. He growled spinning you around, your hands splayed out in front of you on the top of the vanity. His hand connected to your ass cheek, letting out a low chuckle as you gasped. He moved your hair off of your back, his cold fingers attacking the strings of your corset.Â
âStupid- fucking- ribbon-â he said through gritted teeth, you caught the slightly crazed look in his eye through the reflection. Your body felt on fire, three months without him made every touch that more exhilarating. As soon as the corset was loose enough he was ripping it off of your body, along with your panties. You were entirely bare in front of your fully dressed husband. He stepped back, loosening his tie as he watched you squirm in the mirror.Â
âNot so confident now, dearest.â He smirked, unbuttoning the top button of his dress shirt. You breathed hard, adrenaline rushing through your veins. Your nipples hardened against the cold air in the dressing room. You heard the familiar metal on metal as he took off his belt before unzipping his pants. He walked up behind you, nosing his dick against your folds. You clenched around nothing, pushing back against him. His hand came up to the back of your skull, wrapping his fist through your hair. He stared at you through his darkened gaze, you were breathless, your lips parting slightly.
âPlease,â you whined, batting your eyelashes. He forcibly thrusted all the way in, knocking the breath out of your lungs. You let out a pornagraphic moan before you covered your mouth with your hand. He grabbed your hand, pulling it away from your mouth and holding it behind your back.
âWhy donât you let everyone here know who you belong to?â He huffed in your ear, thrusting erratically into you. You gripped the desk, the only thing holding you up as Five plowed into you. âLet them know that Iâm the only one who gets to fuck you like this.â You clenched around him as his words seemed to straight directly to your core. He let out a groan, loosening his grip on your hair. âFuck you like this donât you?â You nodded enthusiastically, your eyes rolling back into your head as his cock prodded against your g-spot.
âYes, yes Five!â You babbled tears pricking your eyes, as he bent you over the desk. His hands flew to your hips, pulling them against his own thrusts. You could only lay there as your orgasm came crashing down. You were thankful you were on top of the vanity because there was no way your trembling legs would have been able to hold you up.Â
Fiveâs eyebrows knit together as he arched his neck back, his hips stuttering as his orgasm quickly followed yours. Cumming with a loud shout he collapsed on top of you, your sweat causing his thin shirt to stick to your skin. He pulsed inside of you as he gingerly tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. He pulled away, peeling himself off of you. He kissed your shoulder as his softened cock slipped out of you. Your breathing was slowly coming back to normal as he tried to return your room to the state it was before he had destroyed it and you. He picked up your robe draping it over your shoulders. You sat up, feeling his cum start to drip down your thighs.
âWhat took you so long?â You asked, tying your robe close around your naked body.
âI just got here.â He sighed, tucking himself back into his pants. âIâm sorry I made you wait.â He turned to you, brushing his thumb over your cheek.
âIâll always wait for you.â You sighed, wrapping your arms around his waist. He held you against his chest, resting his cheek against yours.
âAt least someone will, Luther and Diego werenât too happy about me dumping them in the past.â Five sighed. Diego and Luther were here, too?
âWhere are they?â You asked, turning to Five with wide eyes. Five looked at you inquisitively, a small smile pulling on the corner of his mouth.
âLuther works for Jack Ruby, y/n. I found him in this club before I knew you worked here.â Your stomach dropped. Luther worked for Jack Ruby? That means he must have seen your numbers.
âOh god.â You said mortified, hanging your head against Fiveâs chest. He chuckled, shaking his head as he lightly rubbed your back.
âBelieve me, he was just as mortified as you are.â He said, âAlthough I must say I thoroughly enjoyed your routine.â He lowered his voice, his hands trailing down your body to rest on your butt.
âI think I could give you a private showing.â You smirked, wrapping your hand around his tie. You pulled him forward by his tie, smashing your lips against his. His hands gripped your hips, the velvety fabric smooth against his palms.Â
âGod Iâd love that,â He let out a sigh, âbut maybe we should wait until after we save the world.âÂ
Again? It was happening again?
âVanya?â You asked, pulling away.
âYour guess is as good as mine.â He shrugged, âAll I know is on November 25th the world ends, again.âÂ
âGuess itâs time for a family reunion.â
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"Do you regret it?" | Five Hargreaves
Summary: Y/n and Five, drunk at the end of the world .
Pairing: Five Hargreaves X Fem!Reader
A/n: Is this small? Yes, but I decided to post it to ease our broken hearts for five now
"Do you regret it?" Y/n says with her head resting on Five's shoulder.
He was drunk, but not as drunk as she was.
"Of what?" He says trying to sober up so he can understand her.
"Of meeting me." Y/n says and Five laughs at the thought, they grew up together, and after everything they've been through, she asks that kind of question.
"Do you want to know what I regret?" Five says, taking her hand.
"I regret not making you happier, not marrying you, and our retirement not working out." He says and laughs at the end. Y/n lifts her head from Five's shoulder and looks at her upset.
"But you make me happy!" She says with him words a little jumbled and Five smiles softly.
"No, I don't make , I just drag you into every mess I get myself into I'm terrible, grumpy, and I don't understand anything about feelings, I'm sorry." Five says taking Y/n's hand and intertwining his fingers with hers.
"Five?"
"Yes dear?"
"I wish I had married you." She speaks softly and Five smiles closing his eyes.
"I would also love to see you in a white dress." He says imagining her in a beautiful white dress.
"But maybe in another universe... we got married, right?"
"Or maybe you found someone better for you." He says it jokingly, but it hurts to think about love with someone else.
"As if anyone else would put up with me like this."
"You say that as if you weren't the most incredible woman in the world." He gives her a little kiss on the head and keeps his mouth there with his eyes closed.
"Maybe in another universe you would end up with Lila." She says this, and Five frowns.
"I'd rather be killed."
"But if I wasn't in this universe?"
"Well, then my life would be nothing but sadness." Five can't even think about the possibility of living a life without his Y/n by his side, and if there is such a universe, where his Y/n isn't there, he wants to stay far away from it.
They were silent for a while, and Five couldn't help but imagine their wedding, it would be just the way she wanted it.
"Would you prefer to get married in the church or outdoors?" Y/n asks and Five smiles
"She was imagining that too."
"Which do you prefer?" He asks, squeezing her hand tighter.
"I'm not sure."
"Well, I would like it to be just the way you dreamed."
"What's your dream wedding Five?" Y/n says with and Five's smile widens.
"One where you're the bride and I'm the groom."
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Five Hargreeves x Fem!Reader Synopsis: You and Five return after seven years away in a different timeline- but you donât return alone Word Count: 1.8k Tags: Fluff, No Lila and Five, Pregnancy, Children, Season 4 fix it (kinda) Note: Got so much love on the last one I wrote this! Try to ignore spelling mistakes it's currently 3am.
Stuck with only your irritable CIA colleague Five Hargreeves was anything but a good time. You both got lost at the godforsaken subway station he mistakenly teleported you both to. Travelling for a year by his side certainly mellowed you out. His personality slowly making you feel comforted as you both explored multiple timelines together trying to find your way home.
Surprisingly, the idea he possessed powers was the easiest thing for you to come to terms with, probably due to your job at the CIA making it seem plausible to you that the government does hide a lot- theyâre even hiding the whole science of separate timelines. After around a year of trying and failing to find your way home, you and Five decided to ease off the vigorous schedule you unwittingly created, finding a timeline safe enough to stay in for a while allowing you both to rest and brainstorm ideas of how you could both find a way home to your families.Â
You both made a mistake. Falling to know how long a while would be you find yourselves still in the timeline you chose as your âtemporaryâ home six years later. Finding each other a lot less frustrating than at the start of this. You suppose thatâs an understatement as you watched Five play with your child, a girl who possessed brown hair and green eyes not too dissimilar to her fatherâs. It almost wasnât fair how much her features favoured his. But, seeing his beauty reflected upon her features could never be something you would complain about.Â
âMaybe if we get lucky the next one will resemble you more,â you remember his words from a few days earlier when you started to show a hand placed under your abdomen smiling as if this was the greatest gift he could ever receive. But you donât think it would matter if this one ended up looking like their older sibling and their father. If anything you would prefer it- not that you would ever admit it.
Picking another fresh strawberry from the greenhouse of the abandoned home you now called your own. You placed it into the basket plans to make jam and jelly already filling your mind when you felt yourself begin to flush from the sweltering heat of the sun beating down upon the glass. Your skin heating up to a point of large discomfort, sweat beginning to gather at your temples. You sighed knowing that you couldn't continue to harvest anything else unless you wanted to face Fiveâs rath over you overheating again.Â
âMom!â Maxine ran towards you eagerly hands encircling your legs as she got close enough for a welcoming hug. She quickly looked up towards you big green eyes staring at you prettilyÂ
âHiya munchkinâ You stroked the top of her hair as she smiled up at you with glee
âWhat doing?â the three-year-old questioned head titling as she waited for your responseÂ
âStrawberriesâ was all you replied grabbing the basket to show herÂ
âHave one?â she asked pointing at the basket, batting her eyes to try to sway your decision. You simply plucked one out of the basket and gave it to her relishing in the delighted smile she sent your way before biting into the sweet fruit. You smiled at her before looking up to meet the other pair of green eyes that had made their way into the greenhouse. Five watched the interaction of his favourite girls softly only moving closer once you looked at him.
âEverything alright mumma?â he questioned noticing your flustered expression from the moment he and Maxine stepped foot in the conservatory
âA bit hotâ you admitted with a shrug of your shoulders as he drew closer, trapping Maxine in between the two of you as the back of his hand touched your forehead he hummed in agreement with your words
âLetâs get you inside the house, donât need you getting heatstrokeâ You forced down the urge to roll your eyes at his dramatics and simply nodded in agreement
âSome cold water and a sit down would be nice.â
He grabbed one of your hands and Maxineâs with the other leading you both back towards the house. After placing the basket of strawberries in the kitchen you quickly sat down on the couch feeling a slight ache in your feet while Five grabbed you a glass of water with more icecubes than you could even count, you smiled in thanks as he passed it to you while Maxine sat next to you, a small children book in hands that she was determined to read to you and her younger sibling as she wanted them to be just as smart as her.Â
You could hear Five pattering around the house, tidying up before you could even think about it. Maxine had quickly given up on trying to read, getting bored after two pages and was instead sitting playing with some wooden blocks by your feet. You furrowed your eyebrows when you couldnât hear Five moving around anymore a stark silence surrounding you now.
âEverything alright?â you shouted trying to figure out where he had gotten to, heart fluttering when there was no reply. Setting your glass down on the table in front of you as you rose from your rather comfortable spot on the couch, you walked into the other room where your lover was his body was stick straight, eyes not daring to leave the notebook in his hand. âWhat?â you questioned softly walking towards him, eyeing the words on the book as you got close enough.
âThisâ he began astounded âIs our way home, itâs written by me but I didnât write this. Another me did.â you simply nodded before smiling Â
âLooks like weâre going home.â
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You and Five found yourselves outside of what he assured you was his brother Diegoâs house. Maxine who was resting her head on his shoulder, legs wrapped around his middle looked astounded by the snow while nerves filled you- the last time you saw any of his family was when you were put on the case that got you lost in the timelines to begin with and even then you barely saw his brothers and sister-in-law as they were quickly taken to hq for a show round to get them out of the way. You didnât even want to think how you would explain this to them let alone to your own family but you guess this is the easier of the two as they all had powers and also been to multiple different timelines. Five set Maxine down next to you as he rapped on the door you quickly grabbed her hand before she could run off into the snow when the door openedÂ
âYou back!â the man, Diego you assumed, smiled as he looked at FiveÂ
âI amâ he stared at his brother almost in shock that he had seen him for the first time for him in seven years
âGoodâ the man confirmed âWe were all starting to get worried.â his eyes then turned towards you and the brunette-haired little girl who was trying to hide behind you âAnd you are?â he questioned and you quickly gave him your name his eyes sparking in recognition for some reason as he crouched to the ground to greet your daughter âAnd who is this little princess?â he asked quietly as Maxine started at himÂ
âThis is Maxineâ is all you said feeling Fiveâs eyes on you knowing he wanted to wait until you got inside to drop the bomb you could see Diego begin to connect the dots as he introduced himself to you but he was clearly confused because he would know if Five had a child in the last three years in this timeline at least.
âI will explain everything once we get inside- canât let the missus get coldâ is all he said to Diego as the man allowed you into his home.Â
He quickly led you to the living room where to sat on the sofa, Maxine being picked up by Five and placed on his lap when she tried to climb onto yours, you turned towards him to complain but quickly stopped when you met his glower instead choosing to put a comforting hand on your tummy a habit you kept from your first pregnancy. Diego called for his wife Lila to come to sit with him when the door opened revealing more of Fiveâs family he whispered their names to you as they walked in all choosing to sit down when Diego told them that Five was going to explain where heâs been and why his colleague, a word you hadnât been referred to as in a long time, was here. With most of his family here excluding Ben and Viktor, he cleared his throat to get their attention
âAs you all know the marigold has made our powers a little different to what we are used toâ They all made sounds of agreement âMy blinking takes only to a tube station where each stop is a new timeline and weâ gesturing to you âgot stuck, unable to find our way back until now. We were away for seven years but for you has only been a few hoursâ he took their silence as a sign to continue âThis is my wifeâ he spoke your name âAnd our daughter Maxine.â you sat in silence for a moment.
âWait! This is the colleague he was always telling us about?â Luther asked excitedly you turned to the larger man confused when Klaus and Allison quickly agreed with him
âI thought he was joking when he said there was a cute girl who he worked cases withâ Claire, Alisonâs daughter, announced making her mother and uncles laugh
âI canât believe you have a childâ Lila spoke eyes wide
âWell he is going to have another one in a couple of months,â you told the already shocked woman who quickly smiled at the revelation while the others called out congratulations to their brotherÂ
âHow far along are you?â Allison asked as she came up to you silently questioning if she could touch the small bump you simply nodded âWe think around thirteen weeksâ looking to Five who simply nodded
âShe only started showing a few days agoâ
âI canât believe itâ Luther called out while pulling funny faces making Maxine laugh as she got a little less shy around her family.
You smiled as you watched Maxine get up and walk towards Lilasâ children playing with them as Fiveâs hand found its way to yours stroking your knuckles. You never thought you could ever get home let alone come back home happier than you had left it. You suppose a thanks was due to your rather irritable husband and his wacky powers.
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Hey I want to request something since I saw your request was open. So can you do a fic where five and y/n ( they are already married) end up in the deli with the other fives.
Basically there are only few fives that have a y/n but she's died in their timeline. So basically it's just the other fives wanting to know more about her abd the fives telling their stories of their y/n
Y/n absolutely loves the attention she almost sequeled when she saw the other fives lol.
a/n: so this actually ended up turning into a more depressing piece than i planned LOL but the original intention is there
warnings: language, angst, mentions of death, light amount of fluff
summary: your search for answers leads you to a deli with multiple versions of your husband inside
As the danger of the impending apocalypse finally begins to sink in for Five, he realizes he needs to get you somewhere safe until he figures out a way to stop the world from ending. Thus, while his siblings continued to fight off the monstrous cleanse that was Ben and Jennifer, Five quickly grabbed hold of you and jumped you both to the only place he could think of.
You stumble over your own feet as your body adjusts to being dropped into a new setting, your hand quickly raising to shield your eyes from the bright neons that hang above you as you take in your surroundings. A subway car comes to a screeching halt in front you, and before you can protest Five is quickly ushering you inside.
âFive, where are we?â You demand, completely disoriented from having been transported away from the fight without warning and preoccupied with worry at the thought of your family fighting against the Cleanse without you both present. âWhere are we going?â
âIâm taking you somewhere safe where you can stay until I figure out how to undo this mess,â he instructs you hastily, his lips pulling back into an exasperated frown at your resistance to enter the subway car. He doesnât have time for you to fight him on this, his siblings need him, and he needs you away from the fight. Though youâre skilled at combat and wickedly smart, you donât have powers, and Five canât risk something happening to you while heâs preoccupied with saving the world.
âYouâre leaving me?!â You exclaim in distress as panic immediately begins to take over your rational mind. You push against him harder to move away from the train, but despite all your efforts the boy doesnât budge.
âItâs only temporary, I promise you,â he assures you, and when you shove him hard in the chest once more he tightly takes hold of your hands and brings them to his lips to comfort you. âIâll take you somewhere nice, somewhere with a beautiful house and a garden full of strawberry bushes. I found it while exploring other timelines in search of clues on how to prevent the apocalypse, I know itâs safe because I went there alone. You can stay in the house until this is all over and Iâll come back for you.â
âFive, what ifâŚâ you swallow harshly as tears begin to well in your eyes, your emotions overtaking you at the thought of this being goodbye, ââŚwhat if you donât come back?â
Five refuses to meet your gaze when the question leaves your lips. Heâd never lie to you, and he knows he canât guarantee heâll live long enough to join you in the peaceful timeline heâd found, but he doesnât have the heart to voice this to you. How can he look you in your tear filled eyes and tell you that this might be the last time youâll be together as husband and wife?
Sighing, he releases your hands in exchange for cupping your face so that he may brush away the tears that slide down your warm cheeks. He hopes that one day youâll be able to understand that every moment leading up to this has been for you, and he would happily die a hundred times over if it meant keeping you safe. âYouâre just going to have to trust me.â
You open your mouth to argue only to snap it shut when your gaze falls over his shoulder and lands on another figure in the subway. You blink away your tears to get a better view and are left speechless when you realize youâre staring back at the face of your husband.
But how can that be when heâs standing right in front of you?
Noticing your change in demeanor, Five follows your gaze and spots the lookalike that stands across the way from you both. His features contort into confusion as you both watch the second Five offer you a wave in greeting before disappearing down the stairs. Exchanging looks of uncertainty, Five and yourself immediately rush after the doppelgänger to figure out just what exactly is going on.
Your quick chase leads you both to the front doors of a deli, the dazzling sign above welcoming you warmly as you cautiously open the doors and set foot into Maxâs despite Fiveâs protests to wait. If this other Five has the answers you need to return home safely together, then youâll stop at nothing to get them.
Your originally confident demeanor quickly dwindles when the restaurant becomes deathly silent upon your entry. While you only expected to see one Five, you now find about twenty of them staring intently at you as you slowly walk towards the lookalike from the subway that waves you over to his table. Five is quick to rush after you and place a protective arm around your waist; youâre not the only one unsettled by their stares, and he feels uncharacteristically territorial in the presence of himself.
âHave a seat,â the subway lookalike offers with a gesture towards the empty space across from him, and youâre both quick to slide into the cushions at his command. âIâm glad you found me.â
âWhat is this place?â Your husband demands impatiently as another Five dressed in a waiterâs uniform approaches your table with three cups of coffee in hand.
âThis is where all the Fives come after they decide to give up on figuring out a way to stop the apocalypse.â
As he speaks, a plate of pie is suddenly placed in front of you, and before you can even open your mouth to question it, the waiter offers you wink and assures you, âItâs on the house.â
Picking up the fork, your eyes widen in surprise as you realize what specific dessert has been given to you. Looking up at the Five across from you, you ask, âHow did he know that-â
âPumpkin pie is your favorite?â The lookalike finishes for you with an amused smile before leaning back to take a drink of his coffee. âWe all know that, because we all know you.â
âMe?â You repeat quietly, brows drawn together in confusion as you look to your husband who seems rather displeased with all of the attention youâre getting. He never once thought to think of himself as potential competition over you, but it figures. Who better than himself to sweep you off your feet?
âMind telling me why you all seem to have such a great interest in my wife?â Five demands with a wry smile, eyes blazing with annoyance and a subtle hint of jealousy.
ââYourâ wife?â The Five behind the deli counter scoffs in amusement. âTake a number, pal.â
âWhat deli Five means to say is that each and every one of us has our own y/n in our own perspective timelines,â the boy across from you clarifies before gesturing to the the back of the shop. Your eyes widen in shock as you take in all the various pictures of yourself that line the wall from top to bottom, and it takes you a moment to process the fact that various versions of you have existed throughout time unbeknownst to you.
âMy y/n was a trained assassin,â the Five at the table next to you describes with a dreamy smile before biting into his sandwich.
âMine was sent alongside Hazel and Cha Cha to kill me,â another voices while pulling down the collar of his shirt to showcase the ghastly scar on his chest. âShe gave me this along with three beautiful kids before I screwed it all up with this end of the world bullshit.â
âIf you all care so much about her then why did you give up trying to save the world?â Your husband protests in agitation. Your search for answers is going absolutely nowhere, and youâre both left with more questions than solutions. If these doppelgängers were really meant to be him from different timelines, then why did they quit so easily? His sole purpose, his entire being, was doing everything in his power to ensure the safety of his family. Come hell or high water, Five would always be willing to get his hands dirty if it meant you and his siblings lived to see another day. So why werenât they doing the same? âWhy come here instead of preventing the apocalypse so she has the chance to live a safe and happy life even if it means you canât be in it?â
A forlorn silence fills the deli at his question, and now none of the Fives can find it in themselves to look at you. Their features are almost shameful, their eyes full of guilt and their shoulders full of tension as no one dares to answer.
âWhen us Fives find a way to save the world, y/n is the one that pays the price,â the boy across from you discloses somberly before tilting his head to meet your gaze. Looking at you is like looking at a ghost, and he has to stop himself from reaching out to you as if you are his own. âThe Handler killed my y/n after discovering my betrayal of the Commission.â
Another Five raises a woeful hand before announcing, âViktor killed my y/n on accident with his bow after he discovered his powers.â
âMy wife took a bullet for me because she thought my life was worth more than her own.â
âDad had y/n disposed of in my timeline because he saw her as a distraction to me and my siblings.â
âCha Cha tracked us down, found our home, and burned it to the ground with y/n still in it while I was away trying to save the world.â
You swallow harshly and ignore the knots in your stomach at hearing all the violent ways in which other versions of you had met their end. Your heart aches at learning what these men have been through and how much theyâve lost, but it also makes you begin to wonder if your fate will be worse than any story they can come up with. Sensing your discomfort, Five wraps a comforting arm around your figure and pulls you closer into his side.
âNo matter how many times I traveled back to make it right, the result was the same,â the boy across from you relents in a desolate tone. âIf I couldnât even keep the most important woman in my life safe then how could I expect myself to save the world?â
âIâm sorry for your loss,â you murmur softly, taking it upon yourself to reach across for his hand and offer your comfort. âIâm sorry for all of your losses. But as a y/n myself, I donât think she would have wanted you to give up. She would have wanted you to keep going in spite of her death because thatâs what she loved about you- your strength and your resilience when it comes to saving the people you care about.â
âGod, you sound just like her,â he comments with a doleful laugh before shaking his head and pulling his hand away. âBelieve me, I did everything I could. But no matter what we do, thereâs no escaping the apocalypse.â
âSo thatâs it? Thereâs nothing we can do?â Five retorts in disbelief. This was all a complete waste of his time. Heâs nowhere near close to preventing the Cleanse, and youâre still not somewhere safe away from the impending apocalypse.
âYou can enjoy the time you have left with your y/n,â the lookalike instructs firmly, the other Fives in the deli nodding along. âYou got lucky, you still have your wife, so why donât you do us all a favor and take her somewhere nice?â
âIâm not giving up on this,â your husband argues before hastily rising from his seat in the booth. âThere has to be a way to save the world, and I wonât stop until I figure it out myself.â
You watch him stalk out of the deli with purpose as he slams the door open and begins to formulate his next move. The room is silent other than the bell that jingles above the door, and you take this as your cue to leave.
âI should probably go after him,â you admit with a meek smile before scooting your way out of the booth. The Five from the subway rises to meet you, and he canât help but to carefully cup your face in his hands and admire your features for just a moment. This might be the last time heâll ever get to see you in person, and heâd like to commit every detail of you to memory from the reflection of the light in your eye to the smell of your perfume.
âIf he ever gives you any trouble, you know where to find us,â he instructs you firmly before pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and releasing you from his hold. Smiling faintly, you return the gesture by chastely pressing your lips to his cheek before rushing off after your husband.
Who would have guessed that in every timeline, in every possible version of himself to exist, Fiveâs love for you knows no bounds.
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Boyfriend tax
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Summary // Five loves the boyfriend tax.
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Youâre all too familiar with the boyfriend tax, the second you have any kind of food in hand itâs as if Five can smell it, he comes straight over and takes a bite as he mumbles âboyfriend taxâ with a grin.
There was a time where you tried to protest, you were standing in the kitchen, just finished making a sandwich but before you do anything Five stood in front of you, a shit eating grin plastered on his face. You knew what was about to happen, trying moving the plate but it was too late, he took it, took a bite and gave you a kiss, trying not to laugh as he ate. All you could do was stand there in disbelief, how did he even do that? âLove youâ he chuckles, pulling you in for a hug as you canât help but laugh. After a moment you ask âwhy do you always do that?â A small laugh following as you pull away from Five to look at his face, watching as he thought about it, reaching his hand for the plate again. You playfully slap his hand away, laughing as he pouts.
âI do it because of the boyfriend taxâ he states proudly âwhat the fuck is the boyfriend tax?â You ask, more confused than before, Five shrugs âyou make food, I test it for youâ he smirks, giving you a small kiss catching your laugh. âSo the boyfriend tax is you testing my food?â Laughing as the silliness of it all, he nods âyeah, pretty muchâ a grin still present on his face. You canât help but laugh, shaking your head lightly as you grab the plate and head to the island, watching as your boyfriend saunters back off into your bedroom, disappearing as fast as he appeared.
You never really mind the boyfriend tax, it was now quick he was to claim it that amazed you, that and the cheek of him.
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AuNote // hi guys! Thanks for all the love on my previous posts! Sorry for not posting much, Iâve got a few things in the words Iâm hoping to post soon! Happy reading!:)<3
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