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Atlas: Touch (Five Hargreeves x Reader) (The Umbrella Academy)

A/N: HEEEYYY GUYS!!! So this is based off of a request I got today, and something I personally wanted to write. (The whole Five comforting the reader thing) The title + kinda sad nature of it all is based on Atlas: Touch by Sleeping At Last. I feel like this may be kind of a mess, but it’s honestly because today was just such a bad day. SOOOO ANYWAY, THIS IS GONNA BE A TWO PARTER!!!! YAYAYAY!!!  Also, it’s a little shorter than what I normally write because of that...Soooo just be aware of that...now ENJOY!

Summary: Five comforts the reader after having a vision she really wished hadn’t seen...(Reader can see the future)

Warnings: References to murder, killing, blood, language, implied panic attack, a really terrible childhood, angst, cliffhanger (that will be resolved in part 2) FLUFF!

Word Count: 2,381

The wind is harsh and brisk, passing straight through your body as it eradicates any sense of warmth you once felt. A chill rolls down your spine, and a feeling of uneasiness fills your gut. The area around you was barren of life, save a large, vibrantly colored sycamore tree far off in the distance. Its presence made no sense, since there was no other sort of growth in the area. 

 It was almost dream like. You look up at the lightless night sky. Not a single star was shining. The moon was nowhere to be seen. It was dark, ominous, and strangely malevolent in sensation. 

“Where the hell am I?” You ask yourself. 

Then, you see a familiar shape lying under the tree. 

“Five?” You call out as you begin to make your way over to him. 

No answer. 

“Five?” Your voice echoes back to you. 

No answer again. You squint, trying to get a better look at Five. He wasn’t in his Academy uniform. He was wearing a Bowie shirt, with a flannel over it, and dark blue jeans. You walk a bit closer, and you start to see more. 

 In the center of his chest, you notice something dark, something staining through his shirt. In the center appears to be some sort of a hole. 

Then, it hits you. 

The dark stain was blood, and the hole must have been where a bullet entered Five’s chest. 

Five had been shot, and you weren’t there to stop it. You were too late. 

“NO!” You cry out. 

You break out into a sprint, rushing over to him as fast as you possibly could. “Five!” You scream as you come closer to the great big tree. Suddenly, crows burst into flight from the branches of the tree, their shrilling squawks shaking you up a bit. 

Finally, you approach Five. You kneel down by his side. Tears well up in your eyes. “F-Five?” You croak, swallowing harshly. You grab his shoulders. “F-Five, p-please. Stay with me, please!”

No answer. 

You extend your index and middle finger underneath the right end of Five’s jawline, searching for a pulse. “P-please, p-please s-stay with m-me,” You stutter. You refuse to move your fingers, even though you feel absolutely nothing. 

You shut your eyes tightly, and tears begin to stream down your cheeks at free will. You collapse in Five’s lap, sobbing heavily. You chant incoherently, “Wake up, wake up, wake up.” But he doesn’t. He can’t 

He’s gone. 

The crows that had left seconds ago return again, circling around the tree, cackling their cacophonous cries, telling the gods above that they had correctly predicted yet another death. 

Then, there’s nothing by darkness. “Five!” You scream as you open your eyes, pushing yourself up in your bed. Light fills the room, but you can’t fight the overwhelming darkness you feel deep down inside.

Rain patters loudly against the window next to you as a tear slides down your cheek. You take a deep breath, but it feels like the air that once filled your room was sucked out by some sort of vacuum. The walls feel as though they are closing in. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest. 

What the hell just happened? You ask yourself. 

Your visions had been growing worse lately, but that specific one had taken you by surprise. Your visions never showed how something would truly happen, but they would give you some sort of intimation as to what would come to pass. Five and the rest of the Hargreeves swore to help you learn to use and control your abilities the minute they met you. They promised that with their help, you could dive deeper, and figure out more about your premonitions. 

It was hard, of course, when you couldn’t stand to experience whatever it was you saw. All your life, you couldn’t stand your power. Most of your visions came on without warning, and depicted terrible, horrendous things. Worst of all, you were unable to control who’s future you saw. 

Yes, being able to see the future could be a blessing at times. But, more often than not, you felt as though it was a burden. You had grown up in foster care, which had only added to your stress as a child. Not only did you deal with a power you couldn’t control, but you had no one to depend on. Your outbursts due to your premonitions caused you to move around quite a bit. Every foster parent you had deemed you “impossible,” which ruined your chances at becoming adopted. Kids bullied you from group home to group home, and you struggled to stay stable. One fateful day, when you finally felt as though you had enough, you ran away. 

You planned to move to New York, and pursue music, the one thing that helped you throughout your life. 

You stopped for some coffee at Griddy’s on your way out of town, and that was when you met Five. The minute he sat down next to you, you had a premonition: Five would temporarily lose his powers, causing him to be captured and tortured by The Commission.

It was often obvious to those around you when you had your premonitions, since you essentially travel to a dream world in some distant stream of you consciousness. Five immediately knew that something was wrong. 

“I’m sorry, but are you alright?” He asked. You decided to take a chance on Five, and explain to him what it was you saw. There was something about him that told you he was just like you; he was a dysfuctional outcast, who simply wanted to be loved. 

By the end of your conversation with Five, about what you had foreseen, as well as your powers, Five decided it would be best for you to come back to the Academy with him. 

You had nowhere to go, no one to take you in. Somehow, running off with some seventeen year old boy who could move through time became your best bet. 

Over the course of the last few months, you and that very same seventeen year old boy had created an unbreakable bond. Your childhood made you feel unlovable, and Five made you feel the exact opposite. Five cared about you. He was usually sarcastic and nonchalant with people. But with you, he was kind, and sweet. He made you feel like things were going to be okay, or possibly even better than okay. 

Maybe things could be…good, just for once, You thought to yourself. 

Most importantly, Five was the first person to ever say those eight words to you:

“I hate most people, but I love you.” 

You hadn’t expected him to feel anything for you. Your whole life you felt worthless, and unwanted. But Five wanted you. He saw how incredibly special and important you were. 

“I love you too,” You said back. 

It was abundantly clear that you couldn’t lose Five. Not now. Not after everything you had told him, not after all of the late nights that you two had stayed up talking. You had built a relationship with him, and it was the first relationship that had ever truly mattered to you. 

Suddenly, a knock at the door brings you back to reality. You look in the mirror across the room, revealing your puffy, tear filled eyes and red, soaked cheeks. You swallow harshly, frantically reaching over to the tissue box on your nightstand. 

“(Y/N)?” Five calls, knocking again. “Are you okay?” You can’t speak. Everything hurts far too much. You look over to the door, and watch as the knob twists, and the door creaks open. 

Five’s crystal blue eyes meet yours. He studies your face, instantly recognizes how disheveled and destroyed you look. You break down again, simply at the sight of him. You sob heavily. “I-I d-don’t kn-know what t-to d-do F-…” You choke on your words. Five rushes over to you, wrapping his arms tightly around your shivering body. 

“What happened?” Five questions softly. “Did someone hurt you?” His tone immediately changes at the thought that someone did this to you. “I swear to God I’ll fucking kill whoever did this.” 

“N-no o-one h-hurt m-me,” You stutter. “I-I c-can’t t-take th-this a-anymore Five, I can’t d-do this sh-shit anymore,” You say in between sobs. “I can’t fucking do this.”

Five furrows his brows, and presses a soft kiss to the side of your head. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” He whispers. “Shuuuush, it’s okay, I’m right here.” Five’s voice is soft and low. He holds you tighter, rocking you lightly back and forth. “I’ve got you now.” 

You press your face into Five’s chest, sobbing heavily. You couldn’t breathe. “I-It’s n-not o-okay,” You struggled to say. Five pulls you in even tighter. “I-I saw something, F-Five. F-fuck, I-I c-can’t lose you.”

Five’s fingers gently come through your hair. “You aren’t going to lose me,” Five coos. But his words cut like a knife. Truth was, you knew you were going to. Everything felt so overwhelming. It felt like a family of elephants had sat on your chest, and your respiratory system could no longer function because of it. The walls of your room continue to close in on you and Five. 

You pull apart from Five for a second, trying to catch your breath. “E-everything is too much. I c-can’t h-hande my p-powers anymore,” You cry out. “I can’t j-just be happy, for once? Things can’t just stay good, for once in my life?” You’re screaming now. “Of course all of this was too good to be true. I don’t deserve any of this! I’m nothing, and no one. I’m worthless shit!” More tears stream down your cheeks. 

Pain and confusion spread across Five’s face. He inches closer to you, wrapping his arms around you yet again. You bury your face in his neck. “You are enough, (Y/N). You are more than enough. Everything anyone has ever lead you to believe about who you are, and what you’re worth, is absolute bullshit,” Five coos, his hands rubbing gently against your back. “I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Y-you d-don’t know that. I’m going to lose you, Five,” You sob. 

“Tell me what happened,” Five whispers. “Where did all of this come from?” He asks. 

You swallow harshly, preparing yourself to explain to Five what you had seen. “I-I h-had a premonition,” You pause, attempting to collect your thoughts. “Y-you, w-well y-you…” You trail off, pulling away from Five. You study his face, his piercing blue eyes, his chocolate brown hair. A single tear falls from your eye and rolls down your jawline “Y-you d-died. Y-you’re g-going t-to…” You can’t go on. Five pulls you in again. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” Five says, his fingers combing through your hair again. “You aren’t going to lose me. It was just a vision. For all we know, it’ll remain a vision. It might not turn into anything more.” 

You sniffle. “I know what I saw. Five, s-someone i-is g-going to sh-shoot y-you.” 

Five stops playing with you hair, and he has no response. Silence looms over the room. Unfortunately, your visions were more ‘accurate’ if they showed a specific cause of death, and the bullet wound in Five’s chest was a clear and specific cause of death. 

“Wh-what a-are we going t-to do?” You ask, pulling away from Five. For once in his life, Five is at a loss for words. He always had some sort of response for everything. He always had some sort of answer. Sometimes, it came off as cocky, or smug, but regardless, he always knew what to do. He always had a plan. 

This time, however, was different. This could very well be the end of everything. 

Five swallows harshly, his ocean eyes searching yours as if it was the last time he would ever be able to see you. “I-I d-don’t know,” Five says, standing up. He begins to pace back and forth. “Do you know who k-killed me?” Five asks. 

“N-no, but you were under a sycamore tree. I don’t know what was so important about that, but that was…well, that was where I f-found y-you,” You explain. 

Five shakes his head. “Maybe it’s The Handler, or The Commission,” Five begins to pace faster, his steps becoming more rushed and frantic. “Are you sure it was a bullet wound? Maybe Vanya somehow escaped again? Maybe it was her?” 

You simply shake your head, unable to give Five a real answer. It’s impossible for you to form coherent thoughts or sentences at a time like this. Whoever killed Five could be anyone, or anything. Maybe Vanya did escape, and maybe she found a gun. Maybe The Handler caught Five messing with time again, or found something new to blame him for. Nevertheless, everything was happening so quickly. All hell was breaking loose. 

“Is there anything else you noticed about what you saw, anything that could help us?” Five questions. He stops pacing, and sits back down on the bed next to you. 

“Wh-when I f-found y-you, i-it was night,” You explain, sniffling a bit. You remember what he was wearing when you found him. “You had on a Bowie shirt, and a flannel, and jeans.” 

Five scratches the back of his neck anxiously. “That’s what I was going to wear today. I had the day planned for us. I was hoping you’d want to go see a showing of The Man Who Fell to Earth at that old theater downtown…” Five trials off. 

Tears continue to stream down your cheeks. “Th-then t-today i-is…” You don’t have the strength to finish your sentence. 

“Not if we don’t go out. Maybe we can cheat death,” Five’s eyes light up with hope. 

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to try.”

To Be Continued…

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Neutral-site college football games, ranked exclusively by beer situation

This might be the biggest edge neutral sites have on campuses.

Though many teams have started selling beer at their home games, lots of college football stadiums still don’t offer alcohol on game days. The big neutral-site games that have come to dominate Week 1, though? You can buy beer at them, and at other NFL stadiums hosting games throughout the season. Let’s rank each game’s situation by options and price:

1. Mercedes-Benz Stadium, Atlanta: Washington vs. Auburn (Week 1)

I’m openly biased as a current Atlanta resident, and I don’t care. Speaking from personal experience, the prices and selection at this stadium are second to none. Anything you’d want domestic-wise is covered here, and the prices are great (or at least have been so far). The building has 1,264 beer taps when it opened in 2017:

SB Nation, Morgan Moriarty

2. Bank of America Stadium, Charlotte: Tennessee vs. West Virginia (Week 1)

The stadium just implemented a brand new Craft Beer Zone, where 10 Charlotte breweries will have selections at multiple locations in the stadium:

In all, the local breweries that will be available at Bank of America Stadium are: Birdsong, Blue Blaze, Legion, Lenny Boy, Olde Mecklenburg, Resident Culture, Sugar Creek, Sycamore, Unknown and Wooden Robot. (Catawba, whose primary production facility is in Morganton and opened a brewhouse/tasting room in Charlotte last year, along with D9 Brewing in Cornelius, will also have beer for purchase at games.)

That makes for 24 taps in this area alone, complete with TVs. Having experienced the CLT breweries before, they’re worth the hype.

3. FedEx Field, Landover, Md: Texas vs. Maryland (Week 1)

This one isn’t exactly at a neutral site, but let’s count it because it’s at an NFL venue. Last summer, FedEx added a ton of craft beer selections, including:

Fordham & Dominion Brewing’s Oak Barrel Stout

Starr Hill’s Northern Lights IPA

Dogfish Head’s 60 Minute IPA

Flying Dog’s Snake Dog IPA

Devils Backbone

Vienna Lager and Atlas Brew Works’ 1500 Lager

There’s also a Bud Light Party pavilion, and a dang Hooters in the stadium, if either of those is for some reason up your alley.

4. Camping World Stadium, Orlando: Louisville vs. Alabama (Week 1)

I’m from Orlando. This place has come a long way through renovations in the last five years. And the beer’s fine. The prices are pretty average, but you can get all the domestics you want, plus a solid selection of craft and local beers.

Photo by Rob Foldy/Getty Images

5. Sports Authority Field, Denver: Colorado vs. Colorado State (Week 1)

A menu on the stadium’s website from 2016 suggests a large selection, although mostly domestic beers like Corona, Goose Island, Shocktop, Fat Tire, Stella, Guinness, Shock Top, and a lot of Denver-brewed selections.

Photo by Dustin Bradford/Getty Images

6. Yankee Stadium, New York: Notre Dame vs. Syracuse (Week 12)

Another venue that’s not exactly known for it’s cheap prices, but it recently expanded its craft beer selection to include all of the following:

-Bronx Pale Ale

-Bronx Spring Pale Ale

-Catskill Ball Lightning Pils

-Chelsea Checker Cab Blonde

-Southern Tier IPA

-Southern Tier Porter

-Southern Tier Tangier

-Yuengling

7. Soldier Field, Chicago: USF vs. Illinois (Week 3)

A couple years ago, the stadium invested in Midwestern craft beers:

New for the 2016 season are the Heartland Hops Portables, found outside sections 102, 350 and 427. These locations focus on the Midwest’s finest craft brews with selections such as Leinie IPL, Leinie Honey Weiss, Leinie Oktoberfest, Revolution Fist City, Leinie Sunset Wheat, High Life, Hamm’s, Miller Lite, Summer Shandy, Half Acre Vallejo, Alarmist Entrenched, Tocayo Hominy White, Bell’s Two Hearted and Off-Color Tooth & Claw.

This game’s also not exactly at a neutral site, but let’s count it.

8. NRG Stadium, Houston: Ole Miss vs. Texas Tech (Week 1)

Variety is important not just in beer, but in price:

Alcoholic beverages are plentiful as well – the choices cover a wide variety of beers, such as Bud Light, Coors Light, Miller, Michelob Ultra, Dos Equis, Fat Tire, Killian’s, Saint Arnold, and Blue Moon. A regular beer will cost $5, and there are plenty of different beer vendors around the concourse, or other alcohol concessions like Kirby or Fannin Icehouse, which are both one-stop shops offering premium bottled beer for $12, premium draft at $11, wine for $9, and non-alcoholic beer for $6. You can also find margaritas, daiquiris, and Pina coladas at $10 for the smaller size and $14 for the large.

Neva eva too early. @beerchroniclehou with the photo from NRG Stadium. If you love beer, specifically the breweries from the Houston area Beer Chronicles Houston is your hook up. They cover the local scene tighter than Jonathan Joseph does a Cleveland Brown wide receiver. Hit their IG page up and website for easy to understand monthly musings on local breweries.

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9. AT&T Stadium, North Texas: Miami vs. LSU, Ohio State vs. TCU, Arkansas vs. Texas A&M, and Texas Tech vs. Baylor (various weeks)

Jerry World is one of the more pricier venues in all of sports, even for domestics like Miller and Coors:

Most of the beer signage tells you that Miller is the sponsor of the Dallas Cowboys, so throughout the stadium Miller Lite and Coors are sold at the price of $9. In addition, Shiner Bock, Dos Equis, MGD 64, and Blue Moon are sold for $9.50. If you have club seats you will have the same variety of beer, along with mixed drinks. The stadium does serve wine in all club bars, including the four upper concourse bars and at the portable beer carts. However, the most popular adult beverage seems to be the Cowboy Rita (a frozen margarita).

10. SDCCU Stadium, San Diego: Navy vs. Notre Dame (Week 9)

There isn’t much out there regarding a specific beer selection, and who knows exactly what prices will look like, but this early indication is not encouraging:

Lmao! Qualcomm Stadium must be outta their mind. $16 for beer!? I pay cheeper at Levi’s pic.twitter.com/0uNiUn3NJp

— Christian (@SeeYaAreOh) July 26, 2018

Wherever you travel to watch your favorite teams this year, hopefully this can help you navigate your way through the beer selections at whichever stadium you find yourself at.