#fivelila ao3

[marygeldingm93]

I couldn't resist 🫣🤭. I created this collage for my vampire FiveLila AU fanfic.

[just-b-wilde]

My Five/Lila fan fictions (AO3):

Survival - an alternative sequel if the ending was different and they continued with their lives and you have to solve what happened (in progress)

Give me your memories - Diego wants his wife back and is willing to do anything to get it. An unused idea that should have been in a Survival story. A slightly darker version.

The Souls of Us - continuation after the series finale (three fanfictions - Lila and Diego, Diego and Five, Five and Lila)

Two years, nine months and a few days - One ordinary morning when Five woke up and Lila was not there... (subway one-shot)

I long for you - their first time (three short chapters)

Do you love him? - Lila and her thoughts in this scene (one-shot)

Five minutes - What happened on the subway before Lila and Five came back after her escape with her family? (one-shot)

or Wattpad version

I apologize if the translation is not perfect, but English is not my language.

[monfivela]

Last Day of Fivelaweek24 // The Matchmaker

🍓Day 7: Nancy and Jerome (Dealer's Choice!) for @fivelaappreciationblog

Summary:

“You know Hilary. She used to know every single thing.” (Nancy, TUA S4E01)

Hilary was curious about Jerome. Really curious. Naturally, Lila couldn’t resist having a little fun and decided to play matchmaker between Five and her ‘friend’ in the Keepers.

Sneak peek:

“Nancy, darling, you’ve been holding out on us,” Hilary’s sweet voice chimed as an arm looped through hers. “I thought you said you were single!” 

“Hilary, it’s been so long!” Lila replied with a smile. 

“Well, I didn’t think I would attend another meeting for a while... But Carolyn told me you came to the last one with your beautiful beau.” Hilary’s eyes sparkled as she looked pointedly at Lila. “Is he here? You have to introduce us!” 

Lila tensed slightly. Introducing Five as her ‘handsome fella’ had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, mostly to explain why they’d been whispering during the presentation. It also explained why they’d spent the rest of the evening close together and eventually left as a pair. She thought about how to go with this story as she scanned the room, spotting him by the bar, talking to Larry from the Orlando branch. 

Hilary, ever observant, caught her gaze instantly. 

“Is that him? The one with the mustache?” 

“That’s Jerome, yes,” Lila said, trying to sound casual. 

“My, Nancy, I must say, you have excellent taste. Hmm, that mustache is something,” Hilary said, clearly checking him out, her fan tapping her chin in thought.

***

Ending notes:

@kitsuneudon743 Thanks Carolyn for telling Hilary about Lila’s boyfriend 🤭

There's a nod to @thursdaysoldier's post on Jerome, Nancy, and Larry

@gaishnik illustration for Nancy and Jerome is so perfect for this story ❤

[mechkura]

So I got called out for not sharing my fic sooner on here with everyone and tbh it had slipped my mind since I've never had an AO3 story get as much attention as my lil fic has been.

So here you are, a new chapter and it's being shared to the lovely pro-Fivela community here on Tumblr 🥰🥰

[stephsageek]

A preview for chapter 10 of my Five X Lila fic, "Much Longer Than Six Years, Five Months, and Two Days."

“Nice Suit.”

“Thanks. Tailor in the lobby is a master craftsman.”

She meant it when she had said she missed seeing his pasty knees, but she had to admit, the suits he’d taken to wearing were certainly an upgrade.

They gave him a remote kind of beauty, something cold and elegant. She knew there was a part of him that very much was the cold calculating man he presented the world—but another part of her knew it was also a façade. Deep down, those suits just hid the man he really was. A man who was a complex mercurial mass of instability and emotion, teeming with a desperate volatile power not unlike the Kugelblitz they’d once faced. He was his own little pocket full of lightning.

Sometimes, when she was alone at night, lying beside his brother, the space between them an endless chasm, she would find her mind wandering to Five.

It was the same as the first night she and Diego had ever slept together.

She was there with him physically, but like all the people she’d ever been with, her mind was far away.

That night she had lied there, counting Diego’s breaths until she knew he was asleep, so she could slip away and report back to The Handler—about her precious top assassin. Lila had laid there thinking about him, her entire focus on him. On how she wanted to crush him.

Ever since she had learned about him, Five was always there, in the back of her mind, an enormous figure despite his slight size.

Later, lying there in her marital bed at night, when she should be thinking about Diego, thinking about how they should give couples counseling another try, or how maybe she should finally tell him she wanted a break, a separation so that they could both have a chance to reflect on if this marriage was worth saving anymore.

Instead, she would still find herself thinking about Five.

About the times they had fought. The times they had been enemies—wolves howling for one another’s blood. Their feet and fists connecting with flesh, snapping bone, and spilling blood. Their bodies pressed together, sweating, and panting.

His teeth scraping against her throat, his tongue sliding along her skin.

Lila would feel heat suffuse her skin, squeezing her thighs together—guilt and confusion seeping into her bones.

Lila would squeeze her eyes shut, desperately trying to will these thoughts away. Yet the harder she pushed, the more insistent they became. Over the years, especially now that he was physically maturing, it was becoming impossible to rid herself of these intrusive thoughts.

Lila told herself it was just an attraction, sexual tension—nothing more.

She’d clench her jaw and breathe through her nose, trying to think of anything else besides Number Five; She’d do her best to banish green eyes and a rakish smile. To forget their occasional sparring sessions—the times when both were coursing with unspent energy, unaddressed tension, like the marigold that had once filled their veins was still somehow dormant somewhere hidden in their bodies.

Christ, woman. Get a grip. It's just the little gremlin.

Lila lied too often sometimes; especially to herself.

Thank you @kitsuneudon743 for helping me get back into this story!

[fivelila]

New feed blog for update from AO3 for tag Five/Lila → @fivelila-ao3

[teddy-boar]

stained

She looked absolutely beautiful in that wedding dress. Garbed in red and gold and so much jewelry he could barely believe she was able to walk without sinking through the floor. The ceremony was wonderful despite its many hiccups, because what kind of Hargreeves event would it be if it went swimmingly. 

Five was nursing a glass of Scotch as he watched the crowd when Lila suddenly popped into view beside him, almost as if she had just blinked in. “Jesus christ, how are you so silent when you have that much bling on?”

She laughed, a sarcastic sound, “Old habits die hard, I guess. Quick now, finish that.” She waved a hand at his drink and he raised a brow, “What?”

“Oh c'mon,” she sighed dramatically as if talking to him was a chore. He knew she was just jesting, they had far worked past that phase where they still wanted to wring each other's neck. “I've danced with all the in-laws already. Everyone except you. So knock that back and join me.” 

Her eyes were twinkling with delight and maybe a bit of tipsiness, gorgeous makeup made her skin glow and her smile glowed with it. Or perhaps it was just sweat from dancing. He smirked and begrudgingly did as told, knocking back his drink and getting dragged by the hand into the dance floor. He never liked dancing, despite how much the others tried to rope him into it. Body too gangly and uncoordinated for that. Sure it could move faster than the speed of light across a room to slice a man in half, but tell it to move to the beat? Fuck no. 

Still, he tried his best, letting Lila lead, her hands clasped around his as they swayed and bounced to Cindi Lauper. He twirled her a few times, the jewelry smacking him in the face and she laughed heartily at his pain. He couldn't even muster up the strength to get annoyed at that, the merriment was unfortunately getting to him. By the time the song ended, he was sweating and genuinely letting loose for the first time in ages. 

“Old man can still move, I'm impressed.” Lila let him off the hook, curtseying almost mockingly and he, in turn, mockingly bowed with a kiss to the back of her hand. “Yeah yeah yeah. Congratulations, Lila. You're making a huge mistake marrying my idiot brother, but that's your funeral.” 

“Aww, you're just jealous,” she planted a chaste kiss to his cheek before floating away again to entertain her other guests. His hand reached up to touch his face, still warm from her lips and he sucked at his teeth. He realized his fingertips were stained with her henna. He shoved his hands into his pockets and revisited the bar. Night was still young. 

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polls and updates

hi everyone,

So I'm sick lmao but I'm still working bc my other coworker is also sick. And bc she decided to not show up, I'm doing all my stuff w a sore throat.

Plus I had a really bad day yesterday and wanted to write like backbreaking, crazy, feral smut but i closed AGAIN and I ended up just reading the Sun again lol

Also whoever is rereading ER, I see u, r u ok??

[sc11vb]

New fic, here’s a teaser <3

For all you brellies

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The Power of Love (and Other Things Five Hargreeves Does Not Believe In)

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“So, Five, how are you going to fix this?”

Five was tired of this question. Exhausted. It was its own little dose of melatonin, the bane of his coffee-fueled existence.

“I don’t fucking know.” He let his head fall into his hands. He wanted a break. He deserved a break. He’d been ready to let the whole world go to hell, to be chewed on by the weird Ben-Jennifer hybrid. That wasn’t his usual mindset. But ever since he’d let himself acknowledge his long-withstanding feelings for Lila, he’d allowed himself to become slightly selfish. TO hold her a little longer while she slept. To eat a strawberry more than he should’ve. To drink another glass of wine— “Shut up! Shut up!”

The cafe went silent. Familiar eyes locked with his, and it was a bit unnerving. Seeming to understand, the other Fives looked away, returning to their coffee and conversations.

“Sorry. Talking to myself,” Five said, not realising the irony in the statement until it was too late.

The other Five—the one sitting across from him—gave him a knowing look. “Thinking about her, aren’t you?”

Five looked up, eyebrows raised. “Of course. Always.”

Other Five nodded. “In my timeline … we couldn’t stay together. See, the morons sacrificed themselves to defeat Ben and Jennifer. But it didn’t work, because I was too late. I never followed my Other Five when he beckoned, and by the time I finally blinked back, the world was gone. Just a vast, vast void.” His eyes were unfocused; he was staring off into the distance. “I let them all down. The world ended because a guy liked a girl, and she didn’t like him back.”

Five blew out a heavy breath. That might very well happen to him, too. “So, you’re saying … our marigold cancels the durango out? We have to sacrifice ourselves to save the world?” He wasn’t opposed to a noble sacrifice or two, but he would prefer if his family stayed alive.

Other Five grinned, but it was sad. “Not necessarily.”

[fivelila-ao3]

By JustBWilde

[marygeldingm93]

So we will eat snow... 🍓🍓

Just somethin fluff.

[just-b-wilde]

Five ✘ Lila • Survival

AO3 | Wattpad

They were ready for the end, but it was only the beginning. The Hargreeves family has survived another apocalypse, but now they face another difficult task: sort out all their private problems and wrongs they thought they would never have time to resolve. A story about how they would all deal with what happened between Five and Lila and what their future could be... The original one-shot grew into a more comprehensive story.

Thank you so much for the perfect art for my story, I love it, Bloody Plunder @bloodyplunder! ❤️🥰😍

[monfivela]

Day 3 of Fivelaweek24 // Like Clockwork

🍓Day 3: siblings for @fivelaappreciationblog

Summary:

The first time he showed up at her door, she raised an eyebrow, confused. The second time, she was surprised he came back. By the third time, she could safely assume it was their Friday Night.

Friday Night is Hargreeves Siblings Night.

Sneak peek:

“Guys, we survived three apocalypses.” Allison was standing in the living room, arms crossed, eyes scanning the room like a general assembling her troops. “Each time, someone almost died—” 

“Technically, we did die in Dallas,” Five interjected, sprawled on a windowsill, eyes narrowing. “Or do I also count your dead bodies from that time I traveled to the future?” 

“Yes. No. Thanks, Five, for that… ever-so-helpful input.” Allison sighed, trying to refocus. Her idea had been simmering for four years while they tried to settle into this new world. A world so mundanely normal it was starting to feel suffocating, even for her. Acting wasn’t taking off, and she wanted to focus on her family. Not just Claire and Klaus—all of them. Birthdays and maybe Christmases, if she could persuade them, were no longer enough. Her siblings were becoming unreachable, unmotivated, and it was driving her crazy. 

“What I mean is… this family is messed up.” She gave each of them a hard look. They all avoided her gaze—except Five, of course. The little shit wasn’t going to back down. He was past sixty and growing up cutely—but don’t you forget deadly—in his youthful eighteen-year-old body (she wasn’t jealous!), and still acting like a brat. She bet he’d been trampling all over broken hearts without even realizing it, oblivious to his growing hotness, all the while cursing the idiocy of everyone around him. 

[mechkura]

Fivela Appreciation Week Entry 1

AHA I'VE ONLY BEEN WAITING ALL DAY TO POST THIS!

Please find below a link to all my entries for the week, as they will be uploaded to the one work as the event progresses. I have something for every day - If I can work out how to upload images, and I get Day 5 done in time. Each chapter will be prefaced by it's own tags because not all tags are appropriate to all chapters. Themes differ vastly in some cases. Enjoy!!

@fivelaappreciationblog

[stephsageek]

An Update!