#The Gallagher Academy

[doodle-do-wop]

Arm Wrestling

A small dabble based off of a conversation in the GG discord!(this ones for you, you crazy sardines) 

Tina laughed and slung her jacket over the back of her chair as she sat down before Eva Alvarez. Watching as the other girl stretched and out her long black hair into a ponytail. 

“Hurry up Eva,” Tina smiled and returned the middle finger Eva sent her way. 

“You can't rush stretching, it’s bad for the muscles.” Eva huffed and jogged in place. Tina rolled her eyes and rested her elbow on the desk they had stolen from the storage room, wiggling her fingers as she waited. 

“Keep stalling all you want Alvarez, but you’re going to have to hold my hand eventually.” Tina teased as she leaned forward, giving her roommate a playful wink as Eva batted her eyelashes at her 

“Give me a minute, I’m shy.” Eva played along, hiding behind her hand ‘bashfully’ before bursting out in giggles and snorts. 

“Come on guys.” Kim Lee whined impatiently, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she glanced over anxiously at Anna who was currently fighting a losing battle against Mick(who was at least letting Anna get in a few good pushes, even if Anna was technically cheating by grabbing the side of the desk). 

Eva laughed and gently shoved the shorter girl with her hip as she made her way across the desk from Tina. 

“Okay, okay. Relax Tiny, Mick’s still gonna be there when we’re done.” Eva smiled and Tina rolled her eyes. Kim was only three inches shorter now but apparently Eva was still going to milk their height difference for all it was worth(while it lasted). 

“Alright alright!” Courtney’s booming voice called as she clapped her hands, her metal whistle jingling on its chain around her neck. Courtney leaned down giraffe style and looked between Tina and Eva’s joint hands. 

“I want a fair fight you two,” She said, giving Eva(who was known to bite) a long look. “Which means; no biting, kicking, licking, pinching, punching, snorting, spitting, throwing, wrist slamming- I’m still very sorry Kim.”

“ ’s cool.” Kim shrugged, rolling her left wrist to show it had healed well since the last class wide arm wrestling contest. 

“We know the rules Courtney, we all wrote them.” Tina reminded her and Courtney rolled their eyes and held Tina’s and Eva’s hands together. 

“Behave.” She warned and Eva and Tina nodded solemnly. 

“We will.” They promised in unison and Courtney nodded, satisfied with herself. 

“Good.” Courtney nodded and then leaned in again as Eva and Tina kissed either side of their face and then, for good luck and good sportsmanship, kissed each other’s cheek as well. 

“Do we have to add no smooching too?” Kim teased and then squealed when, in turn, Courtney, Eva, and Tina gave her each a kiss on the cheek as well. 

“I dunno, should we?” Eva teased as Kim tried to hide her red face behind her hands, the toe of her shoe gently pushing at the carpet in front of her. 

“Well, geez,” Kim said softly as she giggled and touched her cheek. “Guess not.”

Courtney laughed and Kim hid her face into their shoulder as Courtney blew her whistle. Together, Eva and Tina pushed against each other’s hand, trying to tilt the other girl down to the face of the desk and win. 

“You going soft Alvarez?” Tina teased through gritted teeth as Eva scoffed and blew a strand of hair away from her face. 

“You wish Walters.”

“I’m just saying, I’m just cruising over here.” Tina huffed as Eva grunted and sucked in a quick breath. 

“Why are you so red then?”

“Cause I’m holding hands with the cutest girl in school.” Tina winked and Courtney huffed and stage-whispered to Kim. 

“I thought I was the cutest.” 

“You got a crush on lil’ ol’ me?” Eva grinned as Tina blew her a kiss. 

“You wish Alvarez.” Tina shot Eva words back at her and Eva rolled her eyes and Tina watched as her face scrunched up with focus, the muscles on her neck straining with effort as Tina took a deep breath and continued to hold her ground.

“You feel soft Eva.” Tina quipped as she won a bit of ground and Eva groaned and started pushing harder to regain it. 

“The only thing soft here is the infirmary bed I’m going to put you in.” Eva huffed and clenched Tina’s hand impossibly tighter and Tina winced, Eva managing to slip the odds into her favor thanks to Tina’s temporary moment of weakness. 

“That’s cute but we both know that bed’s reserved for your ass.” Tina wheezed and with a deep breath she tilted their hands back to the middle, putting them back in the stalemate they had been in before. 

“Really, I swear I wrote down Tina the Loser on the clipboard.” Eva snapped back and Tina took a breath so she could boo her opponent. 

“That was lame.”

“You’re lame.”

“Your face is lame.”

“Hey! I thought I was the cutest girl in class.” Eva grumbled and Tina won just a sliver on an inch and saw the crack in Eva’s defenses as sweat began to form on her forehead. 

“We both know it’s Courtney.”

“Awe, thanks guys.” Courtney piped up and Kim gently elbowed them in the ribs. 

“Ref, focus.” Kim said softly and Courtney nodded. 

“Right, thanks ref.” Courtney beamed and Kim smiled and bumped their shoulders together.

“No problem ref.” 

“You guys,” Eva panted out as she started to lose more ground to Tina. “are so…gross.”

“And...you’re…a...loser!” Tina huffed and with one last big push, slammed Eva’s hand into the wood of the desk with a thud and Kim jumped up and raced off to go against Mick. 

“That’s not fair!” Eva immediately cried, jumping up from her seat as Tina whooped and raised her fists in victory, rolling up her sleeves and kissing each of her biceps. 

“Eat my splinters Alvarez!” Tina shouted, pointing to the desk. “You see that? That’s your defeat right there!” 

“I demand a rematch! I totally would have won!” Eva huffed as Courtney just directed her to the other defeated girls to fight against. 

“Your hand touched wood Eva,” Courtney shrugged. 

“I was distracted!” Eva whined and Tina grabbed her shoulder, laughing victoriously. 

“Distracted by these weapons of destruction!” Tina whooped and flexed her arms proudly, doing little air punches. Eva groaned loudly and slumped in her seat across Anna who at least tried to offer her some comfort while Tina all but shouted from the balcony. 

“Alright!” Tina beamed as she sat back down in her chair, leaning it on its back two legs. “Who's up next to take on the champ?” 

Tina grinned proudly, folding her hands behind her head and then looked over as sweet, soft giggling approached her from her left. Tina looked over and saw Cameron Morgan walking over, her flannel flowing slightly behind her. 

“I’m guessing you won?” Cammie asked as if she hadn’t heard Tina from all the way across the room. 

“Unfairly!” Eva shouted from her seat across Anna who did her best to put up a good fight. 

“You’re a sore loser!” Tina shouted back as she sat her chair back down on all four legs. Tina turned to Cammie and gave her a grin. 

“Who’d you beat?” 

“Lizzie,” Cammie said simply, gesturing over her shoulder at the little blonde who shook hands with Courtney while Mick refereed. Tina nodded and waited as Caoimhe walked over. 

“Ready you two?” They asked, looking between the two and Tina playfully waggled her eyebrows at Cammie. 

“Are you going to take your flannel off Cam? I don’t want you to sweat all over it.” Tina teased lightly, knowing Cammie could get a bit sweaty during P&E. 

Cammie laughed softly, shaking her head and wiggled out of the oversized flannel and Tina froze. She watched as Cammie turned to drape her flannel over the back of her chair, her gray cotton shirt with the words ‘Nebraska corn’ written on the front (with a cartoonish image of a grinning ear of corn), did nothing to hide the powerful muscle underneath Tina hadn’t noticed before. 

Cammie shook her head, her dirty blonde hair flying around her face angelically as she rested her elbow on the desk, muscles flexed and ready as Tina just stared at the girl across from her. Cammie looked up at Tina through her eyelashes, those big brown doe eyes that reflected all sorts of light as the window behind Cammie made her already light colored hair shine like a halo. 

“Ready?” She asked softly, that sweet gentle twang in her voice made something in Tina’s chest lurch forward and Tina nodded numbly as she rested her hand on the table. 

“Yeah,” Tina breathed out and she nearly fell over when Cammie smiled at her, the apples of her cheeks rising, making the soft sprinkling of freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheeks dance as her smile met her eyes. 

Caoimhe nodded and gently clasped their hands together and Tina felt her face growing hot as Cammie wrapped her fingers around Tina’s hand. The girls’ words faded away to white noise as Tina just stared at Cammie’s hands. The soft, nearly invisible blonde hairs on the back of her hand, the warm sunny tan Cammie had gotten over the summer break(probably from helping out at her grandparents farm again). Had Cammie’s hands always been so warm? So tender yet rough, callused from whatever hard work Cammie had done over the summer to get so strong and-

Tina yelped as with Caoimhe’s commanding ‘Go!’ Cammie pushed with all her might against Tina’s hand, expecting the other girl to do the same but couldn't stop the momentum once it started and Tina fell right out of her chair. She took the desk and chair with her to the floor as she fell over with the powerful force of Cammie Morgan and blinked up at the ceiling. 

“Tina!” Cammie gasped and raced out of her chair and leaned over her, looking down at her. “Oh geez, are you okay?” She flustered about as she looked Tina up and down as Tina just blinked. 

 “Um, yeah.” Tina gasped softly and her eyes focused on Cammie’s worried face, the way her crooked nose tilted further to the side as her face scrunched up with concern. Cammie leaned down as she looked over her, her hand reaching up to tuck a blonde curl behind her ear. 

“I thought you were ready.” Cammie said softly and offered Tina her hand. 

“Me too,” Tina groaned as she covered her face with her hands embarrassed. She sighed against her palms and then parted her fingers as she heard Cammie giggle. She watched the blonde try to cover her laughter with her elbow politely, shaking her head to try and get rid of the giggles.  

“Sorry, sorry it's just.” Cammie paused and her smile leaned heavily to one said as she pressed her lips together trying to hide it. “Your face is just…”

She trailed off and gestured vaguely to Tina who felt herself blush, grinning back up at the blonde. 

“I’m just surprised Cam,” Tina said softly and Cammie blushed a soft pretty pink as she offered her hand to Tina. 

“Come on,” She said sweetly and Tina wanted to refuse to see what she’d do. What she’d say. Cammie tucked back the strand of hair that had gotten loose again and Tina wondered how she hadn’t noticed all of this before. Her sparkling smile, the way it tittered to one side when she was hiding it. The cute pink color of her lips, the way they looked so soft and sweet and-

Oh

Oh

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH-

“Come on Tina,” Cammie said playfully, standing by Tina’s feet, planting herself firmly as she held out both hands to her and Tina took them, relishing in how warm they were and how perfectly they seemed to fit together, like something that was always meant to be without doubt or question. Like the sun and moon sharing the sky, and like the sky and the stars holding each other close. 

Tina looked into the determined brown eyes of Cameron Morgan, saw the future they held, the invisible path they walked and Tina wished that even in darkness they could walk it together someday. 

“Thanks,” Tina said softly once she was back on her feet. 

“No problem.” Cammie smiled and picked up her flannel off the chair she once sat in. She turned to go but not before she spun on her heels, looking at Tina with her hands gently caped behind her back. “Maybe sit down for a second.” 

And with that, she spun back around and walked over to Courtney Bauer. Tina blinked and stumbled back, sitting on the common room couch that they had pushed to the side to make space for their arm wrestling contest. 

Tina blinked and started down at her empty hand, completely dazed, so much so that she hadn’t noticed someone sneaking up behind her until Eva whispered in her ear. 

“Loser.”

Tina huffed and reached back, grabbing Eva’s collar and throwing her over the back of the couch and onto the floor. 

“I will knock you out Alvarez!” Tina snapped, her face growing red again as Courtney jumped up from her chair and blew their whistle at them. 

“Eva no biting!” She shouted a little too late as Tina screamed and bit Eva back. 

[redroses07]

the fuck was bro thinking?

[fivesillydandelions]

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY 4.06 - THE END OF THE BEGINNING

[stevenrogered]

is anyone actually surprised that one of the best lines of the season wasn't even written by the actual writers, it was a Ritu ad lib

[terrapia]

Wouldn't that be weird?

(say what you will about season 4, this man has served some damn looks)

[netflix]

Does Five finally get the hug he so desperately needs?

[thisgameissonintendo]

SEASON 4: five in every episode: 4.05 - six years, five months and two days

[krittec]

there’s something extremely extremely creepy about taking an actor that you have known since they were 13 years old, only JUST a teenager, and making them kiss a fully grown woman the second that they turned a legal adult.

Steve Blackman already has a ton of shit out against him which came out recently so it unfortunately doesn’t surprise me that he would write something like this but it makes me genuinely concerned for everything behind the scenes.

There has been a HUGE problem in the Umbrella Academy fandom since season ONE when Aidan was a 13-14 year old of people writing insanely disgusting stuff and defending it because his character was mentally an adult but oh my god did they make it worse. You’d think they’d protect actor & character by avoiding any romantic interaction but instead you have him kiss an actress 15 years older than him. The age gap being the age that he was when they filmed season two. Quite honestly I feel that if he could’ve done this seasons previously and gotten away with it then he definitely would’ve done it, given the jokes that are actively made.

Quite honestly may Steve Blackman never work again if this is how he treats his actors because this is awful. I’m not even done with the season but that gave me very little desire to continue and this show has been important to me in ways I can’t explain. Maybe I am blowing this out of proportion but it feels so insanely creepy and horrific to me and I needed to rant.

[countlessimagines]

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… I’m 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

MASTERLIST LINK

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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 didn’t want to acknowledge it.

Because he feared the moment he’d open up, fate would play it’s cruel trick again and guarantee he would never see you again.

So he buried it deep within himself so it would not haunt him.

-

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 Diego’s home.

Everything seemed to be alright, and although you could sense something was wrong with Five, you didn’t have the energy to ask, simply from the long day you were all having.

However, you didn’t 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 weren’t 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.

“Let me explain.”

“Get away from me!” You screamed as you exited the house. Nobody followed the two of you, so you only assumed Lila was in the hot seat.

“(Y/n)! Stop acting like a child and listen.” Five grabbed your arm and whipped you around to face him. He was close now, his breath fanning your face.

“How 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.” 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.

“All we did was kiss,” Five said it like it was the most simple action in the world. “One kiss and we realized our mistake immediately. We got wrapped up in our own little bubble and forgot the important things. I just… I couldn’t handle seeing you die anymore…”

“What?” You pushed away from him. Had he seen a timeline with you dead?

“I… we don’t get a happy ending in any timelines. No matter what we do, we fail to be together.” Five sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I lost hope that even if we got back, it would lead to our demise.”

You didn’t know what to say to him as your heart began to beat uncontrollably.

He looked into your tear filled eyes and said, “I want to be with you, but I don’t want to kill you.”

“I don’t want to be with someone who, after forty years in the apocalypse, couldn’t even keep his heart on one person for seven years. It doesn’t matter if you realized your mistake, Five. I’ve 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.”

Five felt ashamed he had let everything you had done for him go to waste with his one mistake. “I don’t expect you to forgive me.”

“Maybe I’ll be the bigger person and actually forgive you, because I know deep inside I am that person. And I for sure know you aren’t because you kissed your brother’s wife, Five.” You scoffed and wiped away your tears. “Good luck with that.”

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 he’d 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.

[lowkeyrobin]

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 five���

I ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOOVVVEEE YOUR WRITING ITS SOOOO GOOODD!!!!💞💞💞

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 💔

FIVE HARGREEVES ; lovesick

summary ; five is lovesick as hell

warnings ; language

word count ; 345

masterlist

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 💔💔

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

[winter-seance]

The Umbrella Academy Season 4 Promo

[pumpkin-cake]

begging for ANYTHING fix it related for the most recent season !!!

five x reader and they are married?? it would be nice if the reader had a more relaxed job in comparison to five in the CIA (the reader used to also work for the commission but wanted a calm life)

like maybe working in a daycare or flower shop?

i’m honestly begging for anything sweet please if you’ve got the time !

THIS HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD. YES, I WILL WRITE THIS FOR YOU <3 I ALSO HATE THE WAY THEY CHARACTERIZED FIVE IN THE NEW SEASON. This will be very domestic :3 And it's been a while since I've written Five, I hope he's not too out of character, let me know if you have any pointers :3

The door to your apartment creaks open and heavy footsteps enter, the jangling sounds of house keys hitting the ceramic bowl reaching your ears with a sigh following.

"Good evening, Jerome." You coo.

"I did not pick that name, quit calling me it." Five huffs as he shrugs off his suit jacket, entering the living room. He looked tired, but he was okay with that. He didn't want to settle for some repetitive job he'd be bored as hell at. Even if they gave him stupid aliases like Jerome.

"You could have at least asked. That's embarrassing, telling people your name is Jerome. What about...Ethan? Or even something that's close to Five. Like, Finn, or something." You answered with a chuckle, while Five crumpled on the couch next to you.

"There isn't any point. It's not like you need to go around calling me that name." He said, taking off his tie and laying it across the arm of the sofa. "Anyway, how was work?" He asked, taking off his brown Oxfords and laying them nearby but out of the main walkway. He reached over to the stack of papers on the coffee table and looked at the first page. "Jesus, this is the sloppiest handwriting I've ever seen."

"Ah yes, because children who still have shitty motor skills are going to be writing in perfect print. That's why they only have to write their names, not write full-fledged essays." You said sarcastically, plucking the piece of paper from his hands. You looked over the assignment your kindergarteners were given. The instructions were to count the different types of bugs on the paper. There were no more than 9 of each bug. 4 butterflies, 7 caterpillars, 1 beetle, 8 spiders.

"I was never that dumb." Five said a little snarkily, pointing to the answer spot that said there were only 5 caterpillars.

"Don't be such a prick." You huffed, getting out a blue pen. You didn't like to use red, too harsh. You circled each answer wrong, not making any corrections.

"How are you even meant to teach them this? It's basic counting." Five asked, sort of actually curious.

"We'll just go over it in class tomorrow. Everyone will count together."

"Then what's the point of the homework?"

You groaned. "We are not having this conversation anymore, old man." You pulled out a pack of stickers, putting one on each sheet of paper.

"You're just as old." He countered with a smirk, leaving you to roll your eyes and continue 'grading' the papers. He did shut up and drop the subject, letting his hand stray to your hand that wasn't busy grading papers. He wasn't ever one for physical affection in the past, but ever since getting to this place? He was more lenient. He was never hanging off of you, but his touches were gentler. Each contact of skin was a small way of saying 'I love you', because it was hard to say it out loud after years of isolation.

The biggest way of him saying he loved you was twisting the ring that nicely fit on your finger like he was doing right now. Like he was making sure you were aware of its presence and meaning.

You finished the papers in less than five minutes. You did not envy the fourth-grade teachers who had actual homework to grade. "Your dinner is in the fridge." You told him, taking his other hand and playing with the black band that adorned his ring finger.

"Not hungry." He said shortly, like he was offended you'd ever assume he wanted to do something aside from this. He wouldn't ever say that out loud, of course.

"It's sushi. Made by yours truly." You added, holding back a chuckle when he sucked in a deep breath, very torn between the options. It was weird, able to sit and think about something. He wasn't rushing home to eat and go to bed, he got to do domestic shit with you and fuck did he love it.

"..." Five stayed silent like a brooding teenager.

"I'll come with you." You reasoned, and he reluctantly sat up. You smiled and got up with him, the two of you traversing to the kitchen. He opened the door to the fridge and grabbed the small Tupperware of delicious looking sushi. You were not a fan of Commission cafeteria food, and you took pride in buying the best ingredients for you and your spouse. You were already grabbing him a pair of chopsticks, sitting with him at the kitchen island.

"...thanks." He said after eating a roll. He was stubborn, but he really did appreciate you taking the time to make more for him when he got home late. It was so nice to come home to a homemade meal. It reminded him of Grace.

"Of course, honey." You smiled, sitting in silence while he ate. He savored every moment. After being in the apocalypse for forty years, he really grew to appreciate the things he didn't have. He swore he would never take this life for granted.

He never questioned why, because the whole reason was sitting right next to him.

[jasmineco2]

[terrapia]

She’s the only one of you I actually trust. Her and the floating idiot. That’s Miiiiiister Floating Idiot. "☕️🪓🎩💀🖤" + "🍸💄👑✨️💛"

↪ AIDAN GALLAGHER and ROBERT SHEEHAN as FIVE & KLAUS HARGREEVES in THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (2019-2024)

[netflix]

What's the most in-character thing you've done in your life outside of TUA?

[supporter-of-my-fav-ships]

Five x Lila - The Umbrella Academy (2024)