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[em1989ts]

Hi! So i have this idea, also kinda inspired by the last request (cuz I loved the way it turned out) you do what you please with it🙂‍↔️

Five, after all he had gone through, finally got to figure his feelings out and realizes he wants to spend the domestic life he always craved with reader, after playing no strings attached, he just goes for it

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞

five hargreeves x reader

word count: 1.5k

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summary: after the universe was reset, you and five finally get to settle down and live the life you want

author's note: thank you for the request!! keep 'em coming!! this one i did rather quickly, and it's not as in depth as i like but i quite like it :) hopefully you enjoy

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One moment, you feel like you’re getting your soul pulled from you in one of the most painful experiences of your life.

Forced to watch as your partner and his family go through the same fate. 

Their sister sliced open their father’s head, revealing him to be a green blooded alien robot, as you all were released from the source draining your powers from you

You remember looking over at Five as you fell to the floor.

He was your partner at the commission who you banded off with to stop the apocalypse. He had a makeshift tourniquet around his severed arm, the two of you withering in pain against the cold tile as you tried regaining your breath. 

The two of you had gone through so much together. Far too many apocalypses for two elderly teens to handle in less than a month. You were both so stressed, being pushed and pulled around by the universe with endless complications. It seemed like every single day since you first returned to 2019, something had always managed to go wrong. 

Yet, you always had Five, and he had you. 

You kept each other sane. 

You were exactly what the other needed. 

Nobody really understood what you two were, but you definitely weren’t just coworkers. 

There were so many instances where the two of you had gotten drunk, and either cried in each other's arms or passionately made out. 

Whatever could distract the two of you from the unstoppable fear of failure. 

That fear of not being able to save the world, save his family, save each other. It ate you alive. 

It was almost as if you were the same person, with the same mind, you could understand each other so well, yet that didn’t mean you could read each other’s mind. 

It was hard to tell whether your intimate moments together had any correlation to how he truly felt about you. You knew he loved you, as much as he loved his family. He was such a caring, selfless man. It always hurt to watch when his family overlooked how much he sacrificed for them, how they constantly blamed him. You made sure he never felt overlooked when he was with you. 

His blue-grey skin horrified you. The wrinkles in his face, showing how close he was from death in that moment, utterly horrified you. His eyes, so much darker than his light green irises, full of suffering, was a sight you never wanted to see again. 

Everyone pleaded with Allison as her hand hovered over the glowing button. 

Once she hit it, everything went black. 

~~~ 

The next moment, you realized you were standing. 

You felt different. 

Cleansed, almost. 

You heard a ding and opened your eyes, realizing you were standing in a crowded elevator. It somehow opened up into a memorial park. The night was rainy, and you could hear the city sounds so clearly through the open air. 

As everyone walked over and explored their surroundings, you scanned Five. 

No more discolored skin, no more wrinkles, perfect eyes, and . . . his arm? 

Before you could mention it to him, you heard Viktor break the silence first. 

“Luther?” he said. 

Everyone turned their attention to the elevator, as the now skinner Luther made his way out. 

“You can see me?” he said excitedly as Viktor jumped into his arms for a strong hug, “I’m alive!” 

“That’s not all, big guy,” Viktor referenced Luther’s new figure. 

At this point, Five had realized his arm had returned, giving you a small wave with it. 

You laughed with a smile before tugging him into a hug, so relieved you made it out alive once more. He wrapped both his arms around you as he dug his face into the crook of your neck. 

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” you heard him grumble into your hair. 

Before you could respond, Five was snatched from your grasp by Luther, frantically asking about his wife. Five reminded him about the universe being reset, which apparently wasn’t a good answer. 

“Okay, screw this,” said Five before attempting to blink, yet he went nowhere. 

Immediately looking panicked, he said, “Something’s wrong.” 

Luther threatened him once more as everyone tested their powers. 

Luther eventually ran off to find Sloane, with Klaus right on his tail. 

“Peace out, bitches,” was the last you heard from Ben before he took off. 

“What are we supposed to do?” Diego asked now that everyone was breaking off in their own direction. 

You glanced over at Five to find him already looking at you. His eyes communicated with you in a language intelligible to anyone else in the world. When he held his hand out, you took it firmly. 

“Live our lives?” Lila asked, unsure. 

Once her and Diego walked off hand in hand, Five gave one last look to Viktor before he squeezed your hand and walked towards the archway, leading onto the sidewalk. 

The two of you didn’t say anything at first. You could feel the rain land gently on your face, in your hair, on your sweater. It was the perfect, cool night in the city. The air was clean. 

You could take a deep breath without feeling the weight of the world crushing your lungs.

There were zero expectations. No time travel laws you had to follow. No people you were assigned to kill. No countdown till doomsday. 

You were free. 

With Five’s hand in your, you quickened your pace and started running down the sidewalk. It took him by surprise but he followed your lead, letting you drag him down the block, without a care in the world. 

The two of you felt free. 

It was about time.. 

You stopped suddenly. Wet hair framed your glowing face as you panted, trying to catch your breath. He did the same, as he waited patiently for you to speak your mind. He brushed raindrops off your face, admiring your furrowed brow, showing you were deep in thought.

“Wait a minute,” you had realized something. 

“If the universe is reset, where do we go? What do we do? I mean, there’s no academy anymore. There’s no record of us anywhere. How do we get a job if we don’t exist yet? How do we find somewhere to live if we don’t exist yet? We don’t have any money so we can’t afford a hotel room, we’re going to have to sleep on a bench tonight and it’s fucking rainin-” 

He cut you off with a hand on your cheek and a swift kiss to the lips.

That definitely shut you up, but he spoke before you could even register what happened.

“We’ll figure it out,” he smiled at you, still holding your face, caressing your cheek with his palm. 

“I don’t care where we go or what we do. But whatever happens, I want you by my side.” 

You had never seen Five like this. So worry free, so genuine. He looked as though so much weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. You knew because you felt just the same. 

Without a word, you kissed him once more, confirming your enthusiasm to live your new life with him. 

You never would’ve thought settling down would be in your cards, but here you were, kissing your partner, Five Hargreevess, in the pouring rain. 

As you pulled away, you laughed and asked, “Are you ready for this new adventure, Five?” 

Of course you’d go anywhere with him, you’d even sleep on a park bench if it meant you would be safe in his arms. This didn’t mean you’d be too thrilled to be sleeping in the rain. He smiled wide, his dimples prominent, and took your hand in his once again.

“Ready when you are.”

~~~

[1-800-whatwouldbillydo]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Platonic Nancy Wheeler & Billy Hargrove Characters: Nancy Wheeler, Billy Hargrove, Ted Wheeler (mentioned), Mike Wheeler (Mentioned) Additional Tags: billy hargrove deserves a friend, Billy Hargrove Has a Crush on Steve Harrington, wingwoman nancy wheeler, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, I swear, Mentions of Karen Wheeler, Billy Hargrove & Nancy Wheeler Friendship, Nancy Wheeler Is a Good Friend, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, billy hargrove - Freeform, Nancy Wheeler Deserves a Friend, whos alive, Bookworm Nancy Wheeler, Bookworm Billy Hargrove, honestly one of my favorite hcs, Nancy is harringrove's number 1 shipper actually, no one knows what teds job is Summary:

Nancy doesn't talk much to Billy, but she soon learns they've got a few things in common.

[dakotafinely]

Back with the Dale thing, because I don’t see anyone elwriting about him. Hopefully I’m not that annoying.

Anyway, do you think Dale and Donnie would become friends or simply a bit of rivals for April’s attention (Though, Donnie doesn’t worry much)

YOU 👏 ARE 👏 NOT 👏 ANNOYING 👏 AND DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU OTHERWISE!

*Clears throat* Anyways, to answer your ask.

You know that one episode back in the 2012 TMNT where Donnie and Casey basically fight this mutant car? Idk if you’ve ever watched that version, but when they go and live in the farm house. There’s this mutant car racing up and down the mountain and basically killing other drivers. And Casey and Donnie team up in that episode because... idk, Casey likes racing and Donnie made a car?

Yeah, in that episode. How Donnie and Casey interact in that one is how I’d imagine Dale and Donnie eventually act with one another.

Like, uh, friendly insulting one another. Being playful and competitive, absolutely an unexpected chaotic duo. I really wish 2012 had more of that for their Donnie and Casey iterations.

So, sort of rivals, but more of friends? Like, yeah they get competitive with one another (to show April who’s better) but at the end of the day. They have each others backs and genuinely do care for one another. Like, they’re friends before they would ever even consider themselves rivals.

Like, even after Dale gets over April they’re still like that just, cause. Like, that’s just how they’re friendship works and they wouldn’t change it for the world.

It is a bit of a shame others don’t write more about Dale. But I just think that’s because of the cut episodes, because at least one of those episodes was for Dale. And that gives me a feeling he would show up more if the show had more time.

Anyways, I hope this answers your question! And don’t be shy to send me more if you have more! Questions give me serotonin and I’m always lacking that so-

[sultrylovers]

whya m i so dumdb whhy did i takse thwse and whyb didn’t j get my doctorsdn to elwrite me that perscrjeptiln im so ufukinf dumb thiss js my fault asnd evedrythjng is mt sdfault

[emmaleaurawrites]

Ok so... Transparency is a major part of my journey... And I started this page before I was ready to be fully transparent with the world, so that when I was ready, There'd be no excuses or "I'll do it tomorrow"...

Now, I'm ready ..... So instead of writing in my journal each night, I'm gonna write here 😅

* Insert deep axx breath bc a betch is

NEEEER👏🏼VOUS!👏🏼

But, like I always advise... Imma do it scared.

My fear comes from the thought of being judged.. Along my journey, I realized that I, and many others, suffer from people pleasing and the need to be accepted. I also have this fear because of abandonment issues and a strong axx need to feel loved.

And it goes deeper... I struggle to form deeper connections with people.. I have a problem with detachment..

You see, I grew up without either of my parents. That always made me wonder 'why?'... Why was I not worthy of having them?

I've grown to understand that this happened for a greater reason than I could understand at that time... And now I'm grateful for it... But the people pleasing, need to be accepted, and detachment issues, are the residual energies of those feelings.

I'm trying to work through that and it's a WHOLE struggle!!

But, as you see, I'm working on it....

So anyways... Today was a chill day, as it should have been.

Bae let me sleep in and it was MUCH NEEDED!! He even ran some errands and took the kids out for a bit.

I cleaned our home and had some me time. It was electric ⚡😏🥂🦄🥳 It is always an easy way to release stress and manifest easily.. it's so much beautiful, organic energy behind a big fat O! NEVER underestimate that power.

After that, we visited our favorite friend couple and made plans for tomorrow ❤️ We also decided to attend an adult prom.

I really hope we go bc I have been wanting a formal night out and we always have a great time with them!!

I'm looking at the clock now, realizing we ain't got much time before we have to get up in the morning so imma try to get the rest of this in within the next four minutes!!

So we made it home, bae and I had a tiny disagreement about the kids listening to certain things with curse words. He said absolutely no cursing. I said we listen to music with it all the time so I don't see a problem with them listening to what they're exposed to. I just don't want them on YouTube watching kids and cartoons cursing.

It really grinds my gears that he is so passive aggressive. He gets in his feelings and SAY he ain't mad, but that energy, the way he acts, and the look on his face says different.

I swear he gets on my nerves but he's a great guy. He always grows for the better but he attempts at trying to avoid conflict, literally leads to conflict.. I have a part to blame in it too though... Bc I don't let it go when a mfer try to act funny with me... So yeah imma lil petty... Sometimes a lot petty. It's my toxic trait and I'm not ready to work on it. I know, I know... But this about BEING REAL #BE100 and imma do that.

He can act funny all he want to long as I get some 🪵 tonight, IDGAF. 🤷🏾‍♀️ #BIGMOOD

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[thieambe]

#Repost @elwrites • • • • • 99-Sale! Link in bio! BELOW THE SURFACE Daniella Alvarez and Dylan McKendrie used to be in love. They used to be a team. An inseparable force to be reckoned with. But, when tragedy struck, their relationship sank faster than the ships they used to scour the ocean floor for. Now all that's left are scattered remains of what used to be. Dylan, no longer seeking the mysteries on the ocean floor, now goes for the sure things and the guaranteed paychecks. When a longtime friend suggests he has hard proof that one of those legends that used to keep Dylan up at night could be real, he's torn between going after the gold and maintaining the life he'd built since leaving The Florida Keys. Daniella was always a dreamer. She's always been chasing what would most deem unattainable—professionally and personally. Everything she'd ever wanted seemed to slip through her fingers the day he left, which is exactly why his return has her seeing red. Can the two of them put their past aside long enough to figure out a mystery that has plagued them both for years? Can they work together to see what lies below the surface? #onmyshelf #whatimreading #imcurrentlyreading #authorlife #authorsofig #bookcollection #readingissexy #romancenovels #bookaddict #epicreads #bookishgirl #romancebooks #romance #romancereads #romancereader #romanticreads https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz-_nX5HoCW/?igshid=144bzygp24fiu

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[lucindarobinsonvevo]

reasonably, i know that elwrites probably isnt coming back, but im still gonna keep on waiting for him to continue charlie and blakes respective issues; probably until i leave the fandom.

[em1989ts]

five and reader know they’re falling for each other and they’re both super touch/love starved but also don’t know how to demonstrate and give it to each other ? basically two awkward losers in love

𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧' 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝

five hargreeves x reader

word count: 2.5k

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summary: you and five have always been professional, even though you're the closest partners the commission has even seen. once the two of you go back to 2019, you find out how to ease yourselves into the relationship you both know is just right

author's note: thank you thank you thank you sm for this request, i literally just saw it about three hours ago and it gave me immediate inspiration. this might not be super exact to what you were hoping for but i did my best to stick with it!

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You had Five had always been far too professional for your own good. 

The two of you first met when the Handler brought you both out of the apocalypse and shoved you into neatly steamed suits to begin your brand new lives at the Commission. 

You and Five were the only two people left alive after the world had combusted in 2019, yet neither of you had managed to bump into the other while you wandered around for forty five years.

Initially, there wasn't any trust between the two of you, as well as curiosity trapped in private thought bubbles. Both of you wondered what the other’s experience was like. 

Did they find it nice to have the world to themself? 

Did they have an easier time? 

Did they miss anybody? 

When the Handler officially made you two partners and sent the two of you off on your very first assignment together, it was definitely awkward. So many questions, so little bravery to make them heard. 

You wanted to ask him. You wanted to be friendly. Of course, the apocalypse life took a toll on you, so maybe you could bond over your unfortunately mutual experience.

But he looked so stern, so reclusive, so unwelcoming. 

He thought the same about you, with your shoulders turned in and furrowed brow. He thought you just preferred to be private. He assumed if you spoke about your past you would freeze or shut down. He didn’t wish that upon you. 

During that assignment, the two of you had to wait in a parking lot for your target to arrive. The mark would be dropped off in a rideshare vehicle up to an office building. Neither of you knew what rideshare was but didn’t think it really mattered. 

As you waited in a rental provided by the commission, you didn’t have the radio to fill in the silence, you just sat and stared. 

Until you finally decided, what would be so bad? 

“Hi,” you turned and looked at him, giving him a wrinkly smile. 

“Hello?” he responded out of confusion. 

The two of you had indeed talked before, but only once, at your initial introduction, only shaking hands and exchanging names, 

“How are you,” you tried to further the conversation with friendliness before he decided it was worthless and ignored you. 

“I’m quite alright,” he nodded, still not smiling but he turned toward you more, seemingly interested in conversing. 

A good sign. 

“And you?” 

Your smile grew a bit wider, “I’m doing just fine.”

This kind of conversation might be more commonly heard in a classic American diner, by two old friends in their elderly years, about to order their early bird special. But on this rare occasion, it was being said by two elderly assassins, at the start of the most valuable partnership in all of time. 

~~~ 

For years, the commission has waited for a team like this. 

After the two of you returned from your debut assignment, nearly missing your mark as you were so thoroughly invested about discussing your shared accounts with twinkies and their expiration debacle, the two of you immediately requested another task, which the Handler was thrilled to hear. 

Once that task was completed, you received another, and another, until you and Five were so caught up in each other's lives you were almost the same person.

For once, the two of you found someone who could truly understand you. You always felt supported and valued in each other's company. 

Somedays, when the work got hard, the two of you would take a well deserved day or two off from work, learning about each other's interests and aspirations, refilling your coffee mugs as you talked your day away. 

Eventually, the two of you had come up with a plan to try and save the world. What was the point in having time travel powers and only using them once? 

Of course, the two of you were scared, but with the support from each other and years of experience and preparation, you had faith in yourselves.

So you took on that last assignment to Dallas, Texas, where you would confirm John F. Kennedy’s assassination. Five’s journal was filled to the brim with math equations, one of which was believed to be the correct one to bring you back to his family in 2019, giving you enough time to stop the apocalypse. 

The two of you mustered up as much of your energy as you could and combined it into a glowing blue portal, where you could see a group of people standing in a courtyard. 

As you and Five pushed through, you could feel everything change, your clothes felt looser as you fell to the ground. 

Sitting up gave your head a spin, but once your eyes focused, they landed on a boy. This boy had dark, messy hair, with the same green eyes as your beloved partner. 

“We did it!” you were so overjoyed and proud of yourselves that you tossed your arms around him and encapsulated him in a strong hug.

He returned the hug with just as much joy, never feeling so gratified by someone’s actions. 

Even though the two of you had never hugged before, it felt so right. 

“Does anyone else see little Number Five or is that just me?”

The voice snapped the two of you out of your moment as you both turned your heads to the group of adults, staring at the two teens huddled together in the mud.

You both looked back at each other, then down at the close distance between you, and muttered apologies as you both let go with a flush. He quickly stood up, lent a hand to assist you, and the two of you headed inside with a couple feet between you. 

~~~

You didn’t talk much to his family when you were downstairs, you mostly just watched Five as he explained with little patience everything he decided his family needed to know at the moment. He did gain some valuable information, the date was March 24th, 2019, giving you eight days to figure out a way to save the world. 

You were currently standing in the middle of his room, not entirely sure what to do. You didn’t want to touch or disturb anything, you knew how he likes his things a certain way, so you just stood there and waited for him to return. 

He suddenly blinked back, trying to keep the skirt, sweater vest, blazer, tie, socks, and shoes all from falling out of his arms. 

“The only clothes we have here that’ll fit us right now is the uniform,” he said as lied each item neatly on his bed for you. 

“They’re my sister’s but I’m sure she won’t mind you borrowing them,” he turned to face you. 

You had only seen what his younger self looked like in his file at the Commission. Initially, you hadn’t seen the resemblance between the bright, sophomoric, superpowered child and the tired, sarcastic, coffee-powered old man. But now, it’s almost as though you can see Five’s past through his eyes. That old grump you know and love hides behind those green irises. 

Wait love?

You were snapped out of your daze when you realized his eyes were staring right back in yours. 

“I’ll let you change in here, I’ll be just across the hall. We can meet in the hallway when we're done,” he said, cheeks a little pink and avoided eye contact. 

You nodded and he blinked out of the room, but before you started changing, you looked around, taking in the atmosphere. You had learned a lot about his life here in the academy, but being here felt a little unreal. His storytelling made you feel like you were there in his memories, it was nice to now see what his life was like. 

When you finished getting dressed, you quietly stepped into the hallway.

Unaware of your presence, you watched as Five conversed with one of his siblings. 

“So who was that? Your little girlfriend?” 

“No, she’s my partner,” Five scowled, his back away from you. 

“Oh, like your life partner! You’re married! Yay! Ring the church bells!” his sibling said excitedly, waving his hands in the air. 

Five face palmed and turned to you, wide eyed and fully red in the face at this point. 

“You must be Klaus,” you awkwardly started, not really sure how to enter the conversation. 

“Yes ma’am, welcome to the family,” he smirked as tugged you in for a big bear hug before releasing you and strutting off without another word. 

Of course the two of you had dealt with romantic implications before, but back then you two were mature adults and could handle it professionally. Now, you were prepubescent teens who turned pink at the mere thought of someone they liked. 

But two of you stood there, silently watching in his direction until he turned the corner. 

~~~ 

It had been well over 24 hours since you had gotten any sleep. 

Since you landed in 2019, you have met your partner’s entire family, gotten coffee, been shot at, tracked down the nonexistent owner of an eyeball, found Five’s old apocalypse friend, and got shot at even more. Only during the second shootout did you actually get injured.  

Now, you were both dragging yourselves up the stairs of the academy to his bedroom. Him carrying Delores the mannequin, a kind, sophisticated woman, under his arm with the other around you to keep you steady. He himself was far too tired to blink, though he tried so hard to muster up enough energy every time he heard you wince. 

You were exhausted to say the least. Blood seeped through your fingertips as you held your hand against the graze the bullet left in your shoulder. 

Once you made it to Five’s room, he quickly set Delores down on the floor as he led you to sit on his bed. As soon as he blinked away, you fell back from your upright position and closed your eyes, unable to bear another minute awake. 

When he returned, you could hear him run over to the bed and lean over you, grasping your face in his warm hands.

“No, no, no, no, no,” he pleaded, “Stay awake for me, please.”

You had lost a good amount of blood from the deep graze, but you knew you wouldn’t die. You just really needed some rest ever since Five decided it was better to keep moving than take on Vanya’s offer to stay the night. 

Once your dazed eyes opened and met his, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, unconsciously brushing his thumb against your cheek, before quickly moving back to the first aid kit he had grabbed and sorting through its contents, gathering all the materials he needed for your wound. 

He helped you sit back up so he could work. This wasn’t the first time one of you had to stitch up the other. In fact, it happened quite frequently as assassins. 

But it never felt like this. 

Usually you’d be making casual conversation, comfortable with the normality of the situation, and not thinking twice about it. This time however, neither of you spoke. He was focused on stitching you up as gently as possible, though he would catch you staring at him and watch as you looked away awkwardly. 

He smiled slightly as he worked. He had grown to care so much about you, but he was always worried he’d ruin what he had with you. Overtime, he had become so used to you being the only constant in his life. The only one he could trust to share things with. Overall, he enjoyed how he could be so comfortable around you, he never needed a guard up when he was with you, but he never knew if you felt the same. But something about now made him feel like he might’ve been onto something. 

“Hi,” he said quietly, breaking the silence. 

You looked up at him, only to see him finishing up your stitches with a knowing smile. 

“Hello,” you responded. 

“You okay?” 

“I’m better now,” you said, watching him as he carefully cut the string to your stitches. 

He carefully traced his finger over his work. 

“Tired?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah,” you yawned a bit, giving him a droopy smile. 

“Well, let’s get you to bed then,” he said as took off your shoes for you and placed them by the foot of his bed. 

After he helped you climb under the comforter, you waited for him to get ready to lay next to you but instead he stayed standing, with his hands tucked into his pockets.

“You can have my bed. I’ll just be across the hall,” he said, almost unsure as he made his way towards the door. 

“Wait.” 

He turned around expectantly, but you weren’t even sure what you wanted to say. 

Would it be weird if you asked him to stay?

“I mean, it’s your bed. I- I can’t just take it-” 

“No, no, it’s okay-” Five started. 

“We could just, I don’t know, share it?” 

No one moved. Eyes wide. Had you gone too far?

On assignments, you always had two beds when you were scheduled somewhere for more than one night. That’s just how it always was. The only time you ever came close to sleeping next to each other was when you had to spend the night in the back of a van, but that was a whole different story. 

You didn’t mean to insinuate anything, you just meant that you wouldn’t mind sleeping next to him. You felt safe with him and it would’ve comforted you to know he was with you. 

Five understood just how you felt, and climbed in right beside you without another word. 

Sharing a twin sized bed meant the two of you were very close with not much room to roll over without risk of plummeting off the side, which you almost did when you tried scooting over to give him more room to get comfortable. 

The other thing you could grab onto to save yourself from falling onto your back was him, as he also grabbed you to save you from falling. 

The momentum pulled you snug into his chest, which made the two of you nervously giggle before you realize just how much you missed being so close to someone. 

You felt it initially yesterday when you first hugged him. But now, the warm touch of another human was all you wanted to know. Subconsciously, you buried your head in his chest as he nestled his above your head. He hadn’t felt this safe in so many years. 

You whispered goodnight right before you drifted away to sleep, your breathing regulating to a pace, letting him feel your chest rise and fall against his. 

He kissed the top of your head, whispering goodnight into your hair, waiting a moment to test your slumber, before he whispered once more.

“I love you.” 

~~~

[cinderstw]

Emotions

I see them -

glass bottles, neatly

labelled, lined in a row.

Each one

carefully measured

(no more nor less

than the prescribed amount).

A self contained

ecosystem; so entirely

dependant on it’s own

existence.

When equilibrium shifts

I uncork the offender,

releasing the contents.

Movements so rehearsed

it’s a reflex -

uncontrolled.

(Let consequence be damned)

[em1989ts]

el's masterlist

five hargreeves x reader

across the universe (pt. 2, pt. 3) : after discovering your husband cheated on you with his brother's wife, you run off to a different timeline using the subway, only to find a deli crowded with a familiar face. ☕︎

the other assassin (masterlist) : five hargreeves gets lost in time and your father forces you to go after him, leaving you to get lost in a completely different kind of solitude. after decades, you meet at the hands of the handler, except you're not exactly happy to work with him after what he did. the two of you agree to put your differences aside until you save the world. how hard could that be?

survival of the fittest (pt. 2 *smut*) : you wake up in the apocalypse, with no memory of what life was like before. five years later, you meet another survivor. what happens when the two of you reluctantly decide to work together?

somethin' stupid : you and five have always been professional, even though you're the closest partners the commission has even seen. once the two of you go back to 2019, you find out how to ease yourselves into the relationship you both know is just right

ready when you are : after the universe was reset, you and five finally get to settle down and live the life you want

steddie x reader

slasher marathon : after a long night of slasher tapes you'd picked up from family video, you get a couple eery phone calls, leading to a frightening break in from two masked figures.

my inbox is open so please let me know any fic ideas!! i'm currently interested in writing about the umbrella academy, stranger things, and marvel :)

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Every time Elwrites posts a new chapter of his Charlie/Lucien fic my emotions go on a roller coaster