#klaus hargreeves x s/o

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Kinktober day 11: Soulmates + Klaus Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves x male!reader

Kinktober 2023 List | day 1 | day 12

Summary: Becoming obsessed with your soulmate was a very common event.

Warning: smut, kinda vanilla and cute, Klaus passes out a little. Not proof read.

Words: 1.7 k

You and Klaus met early on, earlier than most soulmates did. At the ripe age of twelve, about two years after the timer appeared on your wrist. It was odd, your parents figured that you'd meet in a couple of years and live long, happy lives together. They were only half right.

You met at a party neither of you had any business being at. You were far too young and with the amount of people in the house a crowd crush was inevitable. Still, you convinced yourself you were having fun- this is what you snuck out for after all and continued to ride the constantly moving wave of the crowd.

Klaus was only a year older than you, not at all bigger than you had been at the time. The two of you had been pushed together by the crowd, your back slamming against his as you'd both been pushed simultaneously. Then, the timer on both your wrist and his hit zero, whipping around, only to see him standing there, just as young and nervous as you were, stunned in silence.

He said something- you couldn't hear it over the impossibly loud music- then he was swept away by the crowd.

You didn't see him at the party again, or anywhere else after- your parents were beyond disappointed.

For years your family looked for him, but you had practically no information to go on, no name and a barely-there description. You've met dozens of black-haired, green-eyed boys, but not a single one was yours. You gave up a long time before they did. Stopped attending the meet ups they would set up, stopped getting on flights all over the country, stopped making a fuss about finding a boy who was simply just gone.

Nearly two decades after you first met the boy, you met him again, now a man in his thirties, on his way to a hookup of all things.

Your apartment's elevator was pretty big, you were thankful for that when you first moved in, but now, as more and more people loaded in, you were starting to hate the space, or lack thereof. The elevator was so full that if you even thought about moving you were touching another person. Luckily you lived on the top floor and wouldn't have to squeeze past several people in the elevator in order to get off, most got out on the second or third floor, a couple more left on the fourth, and only one left on the fifth, now, it was only you and one other person in the elevator. You paid him no mind, your neighbors had people coming and going at all times, he wasn’t the first and most likely wouldn't be the last.

“Hey, quick question?” he said suddenly. “Is the guy in 522 a serial killer?”

You blinked, looking over at the man, “I don't think so, everybody that goes into his apartment comes out as far as I can tell.”

Ha laughed, still looking down at the ground, “Thank fuck, you'd be surprised how many- oh..”

You looked at him again, to see what made him stop, only to find him staring at you, big sunglasses covered his eyes but there was no doubt that he was looking at you.

“Are you..okay?”

He said nothing, his mouth hanging open as he stared.

The elevator beeped and slid open what felt like forever, you left the man to his own devices inside the elevator. About halfway to your apartment you heard the elevator ding again, then rapid footsteps heading straight toward you. You couldn't even start running before you were tackled to the ground by the man, a massive smile on his face.

“Do you know how hard you were to find? I've been looking for your ass for years!”

You stared up at the man, finally, with his glasses pushed up into his hair, bright green eyes staring deeply into yours, did you finally piece together who he was.

“…holy shit.”

“‘Holy shit’ is right! Where the fuck have you been?”

“Me?” you sat up, the man fully seated in your lap, and despite not knowing him, it didn't feel odd at all, must be a soulmate thing. “I looked for you for years! You're the one who just dropped off the face of the Earth!”

“Fuck off, I was in Canada!”

“So was I! Canada is fucking huge!”

He glared at you for a long moment before another smile broke out on his face.

“You’re going to be so much fun.” He smiled before leaning down and kissing you.

You rested your hands on his lower back, his body was so warm, so comforting as he pressed his lips against yours, again and again and again.

And that was fine, even when tears started streaming down his face everything was fine, soulmates kissed and cried and laughed in public all the time, it wasn't a new sight to anybody. The sixth flood was mostly deserted anyways.

It wasn't until he ground his crotch against your did the problems started. He was beautiful, undeniably so. And in this moment- and every moment forward- he was everything to you. And you wanted to give him everything. So when he pressed himself against you, looking at you through his thick eyelashes, bright eyes looking into yours, you had no choice but to oblige. Holding his hips you pulled him down against you, rolling your hips against his.

His body stiffened for a moment before he relaxed. Little pants escaping the man, letting him do as little work as possible, moving his hip with your hands.

“As much as I love the idea of letting you fuck me outside, we should really head inside.”

He didn’t have to say anything else before you picked him up, scaring the crap out of him, and walked over to your apartment with him in your arms. He laughed as you unlocked the door, gasped when his back his the nearest flat surface.

You were impatient, you know, but he was your soulmate. And sure, you had the rest of forever to savor that, you wanted him to know here and now that he is yours and that’s never going to change.

Klaus was surprisingly skilled at getting out of his clothes, a skill he’d picked up over the years.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren't you?” you muttered, watching him somehow take his underwear off while you were still holding him against the wall.

He laughed, “something like that.”

You kissed- and bit- every bit of his exposed skin. He moaned and giggled, keeping his arms around you, surprisingly strong. You could tell everytime you found a little sensitive spot as his nails would dig into your back, warm yet painful scratches already covering your back.

You wasted as little time as you could, prodding at his mouth with two fingers, watching him stick his tongue out and pick them so gently, running his tongue around every individual finger before taking them into his mouth. It was a hypnotizing sight. You could still feel his tongue lapping against your fingers until they were nice and wet. You pulled away, he held a satisfied grin on his face.

“Stay still..” you said, looking him in the eye before slowly pushing your fingers into his tight hole. He whined and moaned and rocked his hips hard against your fingers, mouth falling open and those pretty eyes flittering shut. His body relaxed after a moment, you pressed in farther, then pulled out, then pressed back in. Over and over again, watching him loose his already slipping composure. You didn't stop, even when you felt he was loose enough you didn't stop, even he whined and whimpered about being so close to cumming. Pressing your fingers hard against him, you watched as his mouth flew open as cum spurted out of his untouched cock and all over your chest.

Once he called down a bit, he offered to stop and help you clean yourself up, but you weren’t ready to stop, and honestly neither was he. Pinning him back up against the wall, using your body to keep his legs spread wide.

Desperately, you pressed into his hole, wet and slick enough for you to slid right in. He only whimpered, shouting when you pulled out and slammed right back in.

He became illegible in a matter of second, a mouth so smart turned to a mess in moments. Resting against your shoulder, letting you hear every one of his noises up close. He wasn’t quiet either, you figured you’d be getting some angry letters from your neighbors soon, more than likely the guy in 522. You weren’t jealous, obviously not, because you were fucking him and 522 wasn’t but you could admit that you thrusted a little harder than before when you thought about it. Be it possessive instinct from your soul bond or something else it didn’t matter.

He apparently had the longevity of a guvking God, round after round after round, he never complained, only begged for more and more. Even after he'd covered your chest in cum over five times and after you'd filled his ass at least three times, he didn't stop, and neither did you, you couldn't, it was like your body and all of its energy were replenished each and every time he moaned about how close he was, or clawed at your back and hair.

Things didn't slow down until, suddenly, he's body seemed to give out. Completely lax against your, you stated down at him, face pressed into your chest, humming delightedly.

“Are you...?”

He nodded, a goofy smile on his face.

“Yeah, I think I pushed myself a little too far.”

You've never pulled out fast.

“Ah shit, are you sure you're okay, do you need anything?”

Stringing his arms around your neck and his legs around your waist.

“Hhm, a good nap. Food?”

“Of course,” you said, walking to your bedroom with him still in your arms. Leaving behind a pile of clothes as you entered your room, laying him on the bed as gently as you could.

He was asleep before you ever got to the bed. You cleaned him up with a warm towel and found him some clothes that fit him. Putting them on as gently as you could, it wasn't too hard, he apparently slept like a brick.

After cleaning up yourself, you got into bed next to him, so tired but unable to look away. Your soulmate, right here after all these years. As your eyelids became heavy, you made mental note to ask him his name tomorrow.

[lowkeyrobin]

If you're still writing for The Umbrella Academy, I would love to see a Viktor x Reader one shot about Viktor bringing his S/O home to meet his family and just seeing how they react to his S/O. :)

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AWE OMG YES ☹️☹️☹️ ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy 🦠!!

VIKTOR HARGREEVES ; meet the family

summary ; vik brings you home to his mama and daddy (his siblings) (I'm making fun of country ppl pls get the joke)

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; post s3 ig but they still have powers (for the plot cause I thought it'd be fun)

word count ; 836

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Being Viktor's partner, especially for this long, had long called for a family reunion for you to meet them and vice versa. To say that was nerve-wracking was an understatement. That fucking man had six siblings. Six siblings you needed to impress. Six siblings you had to prove yourself to. Six siblings you had to give a good first impression so they knew you were good for Viktor.

Yeah, no, you weren't prepared to step inside the Hargreeves' mansion of a home.

The first to greet you was Allison, sporting long, dark curls against platforms, black, bell bottoms, and a white top. Get it girlfriend.

"Oh my gosh, hi Vik!" She smiles, wrapping her shorter brother in a hug.

You stand beside them awkwardly, nervously, thinking quickly in your head on what to say, if you should speak at all. No, of course you speak. Speak when spoken too-

"Hi, I'm Allison" She smiles, holding a hand out for you to shake.

You quickly accept the handshake, a kind smile on your face. "I'm Y/n"

"My partner" Viktor smiles.

Allison's soft smile turns into one of joy, much more gleeful. "Congrats, both of you." She looks between you both, a mutual smile being thrown back and forth. "You're a lucky person to have him, trust me"

"Thanks," you reply, looking to your boyfriend. "I love him a lot"

"Good thing I won't have to rumor either of you into saying it out loud," She jokes, patting Viktor on the shoulder before heading back into the living space.

You raise an eyebrow, looking to Vik. "What'd she mean, 'rumor us'?"

"Her power is to rumor people. She says, 'I heard a rumor' and essentially has power over their mind and actions, " he answers.

"Oh..."

"Don't worry, she's just joking. Sorry"

He pulls you into the living room, seeing his other siblings having a grand old time already. At the couch sits Diego and Lila, sipping on some fruity mocktails.

"Well, hello chaos bringer!" Lila smiles, quickly greeting Viktor with a hug. "Who's this lovely looking friend you've got here?"

"My partner" Viktor smiles, looking to you.

"Y/n" You smile, stretching your hand out for her to shake.

Lila accepts. "Lila. Diego's wife" She nods back at Diego.

From the couch, Diego smiles and waves, chewing on a slice of the orange which was in his drink. "Hi! I'm Diego, the only good sibling here"

Lila rolls her eyes, turning to Vik. "Do they know about all our powers?"

"We're just learning as we go" Viktor chuckles.

Lila turns back to you. "Well, I can replicate other people's powers, which is kinda shit sometimes." She shrugs, shoulders slightly knocking around her shoulder length, platinum white hair. "Diego's a master at corn hole. Don't challenge him"

"That's not my power!" He exclaims. "I have better aim than all you dorks, knives are for men!"

Lila and Vik speak to you in unison. "Guns are for pussies"

You chuckle, a hand over your mouth, finding comfort in this chaotic family already.

"Viktor, Lila" A new voice speaks, nodding his head as he speaks. "Who's that?"

"Five, meet Y/n, my significant other." Viktor smiles, turning between the two of you, "Y/n, this is Five. He's the one trapped in a younger version of his body, but he's actually like, seventy"

"Sixty-two," He corrects. "But, welcome to the family, Y/n. You're going to hate it here" He whispers.

"No, they won't!" Klaus groans with an eyeroll, appearing out of nowhere. He places his hands on his shoulders, which quickly fall to his sides after Five teleports away. "Hi, I'm Klaus" He smiles, quickly hugging you.

"Hi!-"

Lila continues, recapping you on powers. "Five can teleport and time travel, and Klaus is immortal and can speak to ghosts"

"And created a cult" Vik adds.

Klaus smiles, stepping back, looking between you and your boyfriend. "Let me know when the wedding is. I'll have to go shopping"

"Klaus!"

"Coming, Diego!"

As Klaus leaves, Luther and Ben approach, being the last of the siblings you had to meet. They both shake hands with you, then begin to argue over who was in charge of dusting the paintings on the walls.

By this point, you were wondering how they even put up with each other, then remembered that they barely did. I mean, you understood. You wouldn't want to be around your collection of siblings anymore after saving the world three times.

Lila turns back to you. "Luther is super strong, Ben has tentacles in his stomach"

You slowly nod. "Gotcha"

Five clinks a fork against a champagne glass, silencing the room. "Let's raise a toast to Viktor and his new partner, yeah?"

"Hell yeah!" Klaus smiles, picking up a stray glass of water off the coffee table.

Ben hands you and Viktor a drink while Five speaks, then drinks once again.

Vik turns to you as Lila joins Diego on the couch again. "Thoughts?"

"Many"

"I'd be worried if not"

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Klaus Hargreeves

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Fuckshit-

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Ray-

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!!Author's notes!!!

Hey my little freaky freaks!! Welcome to my little coven of writings! Feel free to request anything your little heart's desire, and i will try to make ur dreams come true :3 ; just know that with my junior year of highschool coming indubitably near, my schedule will be a little packed (curse my partaking in four college classes ) But I will try my damndest to write as much as i can!! Love yall and happy reading <3

Toodles!!

Love,

DollyGutzz(aka elmokid)

[feralnumberfive]

ive been following you for a while & didnt notice your dni so i wanted to ask - do you want me to unfollow you?

i don't ship the Hargreeves together, and would say that generally i don't ship much of anything since im ace/aro. . . but i don't really mind luther/sloane? like i get that its kinda weird but i approach it in generally the same way that id approach diego/lila or allison/raymond or even klaus/dave in that i dont really care about the ship itself but characters in canon are made happier by their s/o so im not upset by seeing the ship or interacting with it but yknow.

if u want me to unfollow ill do it no problem, sorry for the inconvenience

Great question anon, you've really got me thinking on this one. I'm going to let you decide what you want to do because like I said in my previous ask, I don't really know how to feel about Luther/Sloane either. I view them as step siblings but it feels different from any of the Umbrellas x each other. Do I still view it as a form of incest? I guess, but I'm being completely honest when I say I just don't have strong feelings about 100% opposing them. Maybe this is going against what I've been saying on this account, but I can never stop people from shipping characters.

I've shared some strong feelings in the past and may have hurt others with my thoughts about shipping within TUA, as every fandom does have issues with ships. My issue is just with viewing the shipping of the Umbrellas as incest, which is already something debated in the fandom. I'm not going dive into this controversial topic at the moment, but my own thoughts aside I have seen people with adopted siblings within the fandom become uncomfortable with the Umbrellas being shipped because in real life it doesn't matter that their sibling is adopted, it's their sibling. So it just all becomes a matter of opinion when it comes to what you consider incest in TUA.

To me Luther and Sloane are step siblings, but then I also think about how they weren't raised together as siblings, but in this alternate universe Reginald is still their father so I believe it connects them as step siblings. On top of this, Reginald has something to do with the creation of all 43, or 16, children so does that connect them as their father besides him being their adoptive father? I don't know, and maybe we'll get an actual answer in the final season, but besides that Luther and Sloane feel different to me.

I really and truly appreciate you reaching out to me about your concern, anon. I have decided that I'm going to go ahead and remove that dni from my bio now. I think I'll go about my own way of trying navigate the fandom with this issue (which it's an "issue" to me not just something within the fandom) instead of having a big ol' dni in my bio. I'm still not 100% sure how I feel about Luther and Sloane, but my views on shipping the Umbrellas with each other and Sparrows with each other still stand as it makes me uncomfortable.

Everyone has their own right to be comfortable on the internet, so I will let you decide on what you would like to do. You are welcome to stay, and again I appreciate you for coming to me about this. If you would like to leave though, thank you for sticking around for so long ❤️

[selfship-nyx]

(@roseselfships) ❤️🤪🏷️🎞️ for the ask game?

Yayy thank you! :3

❤️: How popular is you x your f/o? Are you a rarepair?

I’m kind of torn because on one hand, 💌 and 5️⃣ are very romantic with each other and 💌s entire plotline is about his dependence on Five (and on klaus but this is about whether 💌 and Five are a popular ship) so you’d think the ship would be popular, being canon, bur there is another similar pair in the actual source that people avoid like the plague because it’s incest (but it’s also just not a pair with much chemistry anyways) so honestly it’s kinda hit or miss probably

🤪: What is your trait that fanon would exaggerate?

Hmmm I’m not really sure! This is another one I could see going multiple different ways because he has a couple traits fandoms love to latch onto. So the way I see it these are his options: super feminine and faggy, super rough and punk (during/after season 2) or super nervous and shy, when he is very much a mix of all three

🏷️: What is you and your f/o’s ship name?

If my s/i had a name I’m sure I could come up with something clever but for now I like Fate/Feight (being Five and Eight, as 💌 is the 8th hargreeves)

🎞️: What ‘canon’ scenes would the fandom point to as evidence for the validity of your ship?

Fuckin all of them FFJDJ like I said, they are very much a canon couple and 💌’s personal plotline revolves around Five and their relationship

[finalcreacher]

From The Earth to The Morgue || Ch. 2

A/n- This has been in the editing stage since November...fuck.

No major warnings. Strong language, mentioned panic attacks and Ben’s death, and some suggestive content.

Word Count: 1,772 (or something like that??)

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Previous Chapter(s): One

At the end of the meeting, Klaus is confused. He spent the majority of the time anxious and worked up, and Y/n was nice enough to calm him down. Most people would ignore his odd behaviors, or yell at him to stop- that there was no reason for him to do it, that he was just doing it for attention. Which maybe wasn't all too untrue sometimes. He still hated that, he really did. But as the group counselor gets up, and wishes everyone a good rest of their day and to come back next week at the same time, and let's everyone know he'll still be here for a few extra minutes if anyone needs anything. Y/n let's go of his hand and quickly gathers up all of their stuff. They begin to leave with as little as a smile to him, and when he gives them an odd, worried look, they ask if he's coming to the next meeting.

He frantically nods, scrambling out of his seat. "Yes, I am!"

They stop at the exit, seemingly waiting for him. "I wasn't sure if you were going to show today," they answer honestly.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," he says, allowing Y/n to lead the two of them out of the building.

They hum in return, "Yeah? Why's that?"

They look out at the sidewalk, both directions crowded as all hell- as they decide to walk on the less populated side, and he follows suit. He rummages through his many pockets, when he finally slips out a small piece of paper.

"Well, you did give me this-" Klaus waves the folded drawing in your face. "What was that about? Besides,” he adds. “You were really cute."

They're about to say something, as Klaus reverts his attention to Ben, who lets out an exasperated sigh beside him, "Really, Klaus? First person that might actually see me, and you scare them off by flirting."

Klaus- trying to act innocent- throws his hands up. "What? I'm not doing anything."

Ben rolls his eyes at him. "Whatever, idiot. You should probably talk to them before they keep giving you that look."

Klaus looks back to see them with a perplexed and worried expression. He laughs, "You were saying?"

Y/n sighs, grinning at him. "You're really something, Klaus. Y'know, I was hoping you'd ask about the drawing. I saw you talking to someone- well,” they pause, hesitating. “I'm still not sure if it is someone. So either you're bat shit crazy, or you can sense someone, too."

Klaus laughs, "That's Ben. You can see him?"

They shake their head, "I sure felt him though. His presence, that is. He seems friendly- albeit a little invasive. Looking at someone's sketchbook uninvited is kinda rude, y'know?"

They laugh, "I'm only kidding. I guess you can see him?"

He nods, somewhere between excited and upset. "Unfortunately. Y'know, Ben's a real pain in the ass sometimes- even if he is a ghost."

Ben gives him another one of those "tired of Klaus' bullshit" looks. He received a lot of those.

"Can you see all ghosts?"

"Uh-huh, part of the whole super powered thing." Oh shit, he did not mean to bring that up. He's worried you'll ask about his dad, or his siblings or what it was like to be one of the six kids who trained for the Umbrella Academy. Well, seven if he counted his sister, Vanya. Most people tended to forget her. Sometimes, he wishes people would forget him. Ghosts, especially.

They smile at him, "That's cool."

That was new. "You don't want to know more?" He raises an eyebrow.

"I'm sure you'll tell me when you're ready. Besides, we just met."

He nodded along. He liked Y/n so far. They were intriguing- and intrigued by him- but they weren't all up in his business. He wanted to know more about them.

They interrupt his internal monologuing. "Do you live near here?"

"I'm staying at my boyfriend's- so, not exactly?" It wasn't a complete lie, but he wouldn't say anything he had with him a relationship. They hooked up once or twice, and occasionally he makes Klaus morning coffee and breakfast and they kiss sometimes- which he found a hard time admitting was actually nice- but they weren't dating. Klaus just needed a place to sleep. Nothing more, nothing less.

They hum, "We're near my place. Can I walk you home, or will I just have to see you next week?"

Klaus would love nothing more than to stay with them, walking aimlessly or heading back to their place- he didn’t mind which- but that didn't seem to be an option. And he really didn't want them meeting his not-boyfriend-boyfriend. "I'll see you next meeting!"

He tries not to look at their dejected expression, as he starts walking back in the direction they came.

"Other way, idiot," Ben lets him know.

"Gee, thanks." He looks to where they were standing, and finds they've already disappeared. Strange. He hopes he hadn't said anything to upset you.

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Klaus didn't make many meaningful connections. Not since he was young. It was hard enough growing up in isolation- his other siblings being his only confidants, his only comforts. And even that was hit or miss most of the time. They were all dealing with their own bullshit- plus one sort of ran away and the other died. Neither of those occurrences helped his friendship making skills much. Especially when one considers Klaus' only- and probably best- friend, is his dead brother, Ben. Who he's sure probably hates him sometimes. Or most times. He wouldn't be surprised. Klaus doesn't like himself very much either.

There was something about Y/n though, that felt right. A sort of connection he hadn't felt in quite some time- maybe ever. Since that day they helped him from an oncoming panic attack, he kept coming back for more. More time with them. More meetings. Every time, he'd go on walks with them afterwards, and Klaus and them would get to know each other on the way.

He learned that they were an artist. Well, he supposes he knew that already. But they'd been drawing their whole life. They said they considered making it their career once or twice, but- and this is word for word how they said it- shit happens. Klaus wonders what exactly stopped them, but figured whatever landed them a spot at NA meetings with people like him probably did the trick. He tells them they still could, and they brush him off and says they'll think about it. Klaus hopes they will.

They never ask about the academy, or his family. They do ask about Ben, and show sympathy when they find out the truth. Losing someone so close to you sucks. They never ask about Ben's past again. But they always ask Klaus how Ben's doing- present tense.

Usually good, Klaus will say. Sometimes he'll relay a message with something along the lines of Klaus being bothersome. And all in good fun, they'll giggle, and say they can relate to that. They always make sure Klaus knows they're joking, though.

Besides Ben though, they never talk about spirits. About why they could sense Ben, and if it's only Ben they can sense. Klaus realizes, early on in their friendship, that he didn't mind. He'd always wanted his siblings to understand his powers better- understand him better. He still does want that, too. But Y/n lets him exist without further explanation. They were so understanding, even when he showed his crazy and wild fronts. They gave him time to show his wild, undesirable sides and his good sides and every angle of him. To know him without analyzation but a kind understanding. 

At the end of the walks, they'd always split off to go to their respective places of living- home for them, some rando's apartment for him. It's been a few weeks since the two of you met- and he doesn't have a good feeling when he comes back today. The guy he had been sleeping with was getting tired of Klaus. Of course, he was. Klaus didn't contribute, and left at odd hours of the day- and always came back not in his right mind. He's still unsure how he had stayed that long though. How he hadn't been kicked out sooner. Or, threatened to be.

He had been given a few days notice from his ex-not-boyfriend-boyfriend.

God, and he was getting so used to having a proper meal the other day. Then...his mind wanders off. Somewhere far into the corners of his brain, as it picks out an image of them. The realization hits in two steps. He had to leave Y/n- and he wants to tell them in person. Anytime Klaus found himself in similar situations- which was a good handful, maybe a dozen times a year- where he’d be tossed to the streets or require a different place to stay for one reason or another. Where he would have to leave all his small lives he’s created for himself- created as a dent in the shape of someone else’s life, insignificant and not impactful, yet, there nonetheless. Still his body had never ached at the idea of leaving people behind. 

Their eyes go wide, and then furrow in worry. “You really don’t have anywhere else to go?” A ‘i’d hate for you to go’ staying as a lump in their throat.

Klaus shakes his head wildly, “Afraid not!”

Y/n looks away, as if in deep thought. They unconsciously bite at their thumb’s fingernail. "You can stay at my place- I have an extra bedroom."

Klaus perks up and looks at them with excited eyes, and then quickly deflates. "Are you sure? I don't have any cash, but I can do other things-"

They whip their head back to him, chuckling and muttering soft unheard ‘no’s under their breath- and then in a serious tone, "You're not whoring yourself out, Klaus."

"What? I would never." Both Y/n and Ben give him the same exasperated look.

"It'll be nice to have someone else there, for a change. Think of your company as payment enough, Klaus." There's something heavy in their words as they respond to Klaus, but he's not in the right state of mind (not sober enough) to begin to understand what it is. Like many things, he wouldn't ask. Most cases? He would. But there was something about their aura that screamed "Not Now"- and for once, he thinks he might feel bad disregarding that.

[hermitreunited]

of all the ways to hurt me, hurting yourself is the worst

of all the ways to hurt me, hurting yourself is the worst by toomuchsky

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy

Summary: a study in klaus hargreeves & vulnerability, as told by ben hargreeves.

Rating: T⎜Word Count: 5k+⎜Complete (1/1)

I love this fic. So so much. The author’s summary is succinct and accurate, I can’t really improve on the description. It’s a character study on Klaus from Ben’s pov, set mostly pre-series until it catches up to canon for a heartbreaking ending.

It’s coming at the Ben and Klaus relationship in a way that jives really well with me, where their closeness is a product of Ben’s death and not due to a close relationship as kids. That’s a take that feels very real to me because of how it’s uncomfortable sometimes and it’s a permeating theme in the fic - the ways in which love can be messy and imperfect.

There’s also a number of wham lines, expertly phrased little nuggets of insight, that break my heart in the best way. Go feel some feelings and read it!

It hurts to watch his siblings react the same way he used to, and it hurts to know that he had reacted in the same way as him, making Klaus burrow even deeper into himself every time he tried and failed to reach out to his family.

In his defense (and their defense), Klaus is a very, very good actor. And he loved nothing more than running away from himself - anything that might be good for him, or any help they might have even offered him.

Because the truth of the matter is, he didn’t believe he deserved it.

TW: Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Drug Use

[m4nd0l0r]

More Five Hargreeves Headcanons (That are very much Canon to me)

Description: This are all definitely real! PROOF: I am Five Hargreeves’ Emergency Axe that he talks to rather than Delores (100% REAL!!!)

Author’s note: ah yes.. five x reader headcanons along with my most fav headcanon of all time: transmasc five 💪💪 im battling writer’s block again this is so slay of me (no it’s not) (this month was so trash and this is my compensation for me being M.I.A. SKKSKS) (anyway if you don’t like the idea of five being transmasc… respectfully scroll and don’t say anything pls!! no negativity here!!) (and we know the drill- five is aged up to whatever any of you are comfy w!!) (also tysm for 175 followers??? holy shit??? i appreciate it sm wtf 😭😭🫶)

Five Taglist: @ells-graveyard @noahspector @aelinismyqueen @fivelegance @ne0boss @twauna00 @placidpluto @eichenhouseproperty @heartsforsuyin @ghostlywavelengths @ghostlycherryblossomwonderland @seconds-not-decades @coolcatlover4 @emotionally-unstabel @peachy-wolfhard @its-lokilocked @raven-fandomtrash @theilliterateskankula @magicstrange @venusrambles @whereintheworldisspencerreid @honeycombdumbass @kazuive @oscarisaacsleftballsack @zenithinthebin @peachteeaaa @rchaoz @wickedmystery @wordsandnerds @umbrellatte @666abby6666 @iameddiemunsonshair @starlightinhumanform @vennythearsonist @trashmouthsahra @crinklypink @halfumbrella @wifeofcamillamacaulay (if you want to be removed/added, pls tell me via pm!!)

Disclaimer: I am not transmasc myself, I’m girlflux so I merely took my own experience trying to identify myself for the last 2-3 years, if I did something wrong with my headcanons, pls message me privately and I will be sure to add/change/remove anything that can considered to be harmful for actual trans men, this is all just for fun and I hope to not offend anyone— I merely want to share headcanons of Five that I love!!

he hates those matted fluffy socks (he’s so me fr), the texture grosses him to the point he would try to trash it (ps. klaus took it from him)

five LOVES comforters, he just tucks himself in and just. sleeps so quietly you’d think he’s dead but he just. does not snore. (you’ve tried to worriedly wake him up once… all you got was an annoyed groan and a painful smack to the lips—)

he hugs himself in his sleep if he doesn’t have blankets (unless you’re in the picture, he’ll definitely just CLING on you) it started when he was in the apocalypse, sleeping by a wrecked mattress store with no blankets, he dusts off the dirty mattress, not bothered to find any pillows or etc, so he just tries to sleep through the cold night with his own warmth, too tired from the chaos… not ready for the days laid out for him

he seems like a cat person, but he actually not so secretly wants a dog (specifically a herder dog for a farm), its in his bucket list for retirement, he wants to play with the pup and have someone by his side after his family fell further apart (s3 ending), then he can go on peacefully knowing he wasn’t rlly that alone, at least fulfilling one want of his

^ however if he could get a cat, he would get a sphynx cat… reason? he wants to match suits and sweaters with the cat (his excuse to you is that he doesn’t want the cat to get lonely being the only one wearing the ugly sweater.. and the sweater is just a plain blue turtleneck.. not even your typical xmas atrocity….)

as a kid, he had a teddy bear named mr pennycrumb, which prompted him to decide to name his soon-to-be pet mr pennycrumb in the future

my boy kins “a lots gonna change” by weyes blood, especially the first stanza, give it a listen and you’ll see.. y o u ‘ l l s e e (though disclaimer, the singer sings the song in 1st pov and uses feminine descriptors… but for the sake of five, just switch it out in your head w masculine coded words)

now- with his identity, as a kid, what awakened him to discover that he truly feels more like a guy is when he saw addam’s family— let me explain myself: he resonated with gomez- as even though gomez is considered “weird” he’s still a perfect husband/gentlemen, his charisma and charm could leave some in pure awe- and all five could think the first time he watched the movie was “i want to be this guy” rather than “i’d want to marry this guy”

with gomez and morticia’s dynamic from the movie, he will definitely incorporate their relationship on how he wants to treat his own s/o, like how he acted with delores, he was all in love and sappy, speaking italian just for her, he definitely took inspo from gomez with all of that, i just know it!!!

in a relationship with you, he would also try to know everything you like, your fixations, hobbies- he appreciates your intellect with your interests, always making sure to listen as you ramble on as your own eyes twinkling with pure interest and he only smiles softly, smitten by the sight of your love for this, how knowledgeable you are, even if its a ‘stupid’ interest or just something so niche others wouldn’t understand, he would try to fully comprehend it- as if it were one of his equations, he would study it just so he can talk to you about it, and see the excitement that radiates out of you when you realize he’s actually interested in knowing, that it wasn’t just a lie to keep you talking as they did something else- no, you notice it- his genuine interest that you see when he talks about his own theories peeks out so clearly, even if he tries to not let it out

if you speak other languages, he will try so hard in learning them just so he can somewhat impress you (for fellow filipinos however…. he cannot pronounce manananggal for the life of me…. you once had him try to say it but it ended up taking half an hour full of his tongue twisting from both his accent and the amount of “n” sounds w the word.. so basically he almost chucked a translator book to the wall— so uh… take that headcanon and r u n)

with his type (romantically), i think he doesn’t have one honestly— its more on the idea that he cherishes anyone who would care for him and vice versa, for example, he finds his siblings ‘annoying’ from their actions, personalities, likes, goals, ideologies and etc, but he still cares for them becos they’re important to him, with you, he could care less if you were rough, brash, shy, not so outgoing as others or something ‘normal’ society wouldn’t appreciate, he isn’t normal either— he’s a guy with a bloody background and superhuman powers, why would he care that much? if anything he would only appreciate you, even if you’re the polar opposite or almost carbon copy of him, if he truly cares about you, he accepts everything about you, just like how he accepts how his family is just dysfunctional as he is

in the topic of relationships and sexuality— i also think that he’s in the aroace spectrum- specifically demiromantic and aceflux (for those who don’t know- demiromantic means that he feels romantic attraction once he develops a strong emotion connection) (as for aceflux, its when someone sometimes feel sexual attraction, but in other times they don’t feel attracted that way, its fluid; changes even)

^ with that said- though its a well-known headcanon, i think he discovered it when he feels uncomfortable with the handler’s flirtatiousness, knowing it was fake— he likes sincerity that are peeking through the mask— not just soft smooth words that sway everyone else, he wants to feel truly loved, especially with everything he’s experienced atp

and now for cough cough scenario headcanons… drum roll please……

five successfully going back to 2019 with ONE (giant) mishap: he’s back in his 13 yr old bod, pre-transitioned AND… he was technically closeted too so.. oh brother….. at least…… he was a late bloomer as a kid so he’s pretty okay that he doesn’t need a binder again.. yet.

HOWEVER, he definitely stole school boy shorts from the other boys’ childhood closets cos his old closet only has uniform w the skirts

he also mentioned that he refers himself as a boy to the rest of the umbrellas so bluntly his family just goes with the flow (they’ve witnessed far more bizarre things atp, they don’t dare try to question this cranky little shit)

five being so ANNOYED with his higher pitched voice again cos he hasn’t took testosterone yet at 13 (he took it once he was in the commission as part of ‘extra’ stuff in his insurance (cough the privilege of being the handler’s favorite cough))

he always— painfully itches himself every time, his fingers scratching his own skin as if he’s trying to get out of his own body, because he doesn’t feel right— he feels like he’s found himself in the different room; it felt wrong to him

with the body change in s1, when handler said he’d give him a better body, she definitely tries to poke him the fact that its a cis male body as a manipulation tactic cos she she knows about his gender dysphoria :”(

speaking of gender dysphoria, it makes his annoyance for being back at his 13 yr old even more prominent cos frankly, he feels like he’s not himself again, especially after finally being so euphoric fully transitioning and all- he has do it all over again, including the insecurities

cough scenario time 🕺(im very lazy to write pls bear w me SKSK)

: younger you (either stealing from your parent who’s a doctor specializing w gender reassignment or from a literal clinic).. just stealing testosterone pills from the cupboard trying to give it to pre-transitioned five— and five is just touched- almost tempted to actually take it, but he doesn’t take it- instead he blips, then puts it back but he still appreciates the thought :((

the euphoria of him wearing his first binder, his first suit, being finally referred as sir and he/him for the first time— right after- when he gets to look at the mirror, he feels so manly, and for once- he felt right in place, not as if he were a missing piece in the wrong puzzle

you referring him as your boyfriend, or husband even, he won’t admit it, but it puts the most giant smile in his face, and his ears go red just from it, not just he feels so honored, but its also cos he feels so validated by you, someone he cares about so much that he swears he could kiss you right then and there <33 (he doesn’t, but in closed doors, he slipped a little peck or two) (i just love this man sm i cant)

[andiboyo]

Salutations mi'theydy

May I request prompt 9,10 , 21 and 13 for the five Hargreeves

Any plot would work

thank you

Xoxo

@thecollapsingneutron

Hello again @iamwisdumb ! Glad to see you back! Sorry this took a while, was having trouble finding a story for these!

My World (Aged up!Five x GN?Reader)

Not sure if I put pronouns in.

Pairing: Aged up!Five x GN?Reader

Warnings: Language, anger issue Five

9. "Shut up and kiss me already."

10."I need a hug."

21. " 'Us', I like the sound of that."

13. " *pins __ to the wall/ground*"

(You and Five are s/o, not married though)

“God damn it!” Five yells.

You walk into his room, closing the door behind you. His hair was matted and face red from anger, you slowly step forward. Taking notice he is like a ticking time bomb for anger management.

“What’s wrong?” You ask.

“What’s wrong?!” He steps to you, a look of disbelief crossing his eyes. “What’s wrong?!” He fumes. “Nothing that we are stuck in our old selves and the only clothes I have here are the same shit!” 

“Well, it’s not your fault-” You try to explain, only to be cut short with his hands on both sides of your head, and your back against a wall, he had you pinned.

“Don’t play dumb, I made the wrong caluclations and we are in this mess, because of me!” He yells.

“Five, please, we’ll find a way to stop doomsday, but first, you need to calm down.” You whisper.

“What I need Is a hug.” He grumbles.

Shocked, you slowly wrap your hands around his torso, you were a bit shorter due to the fact that you were back in your 20 year old body, and Five was in his. “You could have just asked that in the beginning.” You mutter.

“Yeah, but what’s the fun in that?” He sighs.

“Shut up and kiss me already.” You pull back from the hug smiling.

“Not until you marry me first.” He inquires.

“What?” You stifle a smile.

“Not until you marry me, is that a yes or no?” He questions.

“I mean- yes, I would, but are you fucking with me?” You ask.

“Nope, I was going to ask you before we went into that portal.” He pecks your lips.

“That’s not a kiss!” You pout.

“I am sorry dear, not until the wedding.” He giggles.

“You’re an ass, come here.” You tap your lips.

With his lips on yours, you hear a whistle from behind, causing you two to turn.

“Come on love birds, we have a Vanya to find.” Luther calls.

“Are we going to have little Fives!?” Klaus gasps.

Both letting go of each other, you grumble, this was not going to be an easy road of teasing. 

[slashermadness]

Hello there, I enjoy getting requests from y'all so help yourseleves. Please be patient with me, keep in mind, I have a life outside social medias too

Fandoms I'd write for:

The boy

•Brahms Heelshire

Friday the 13th

•Jason Voorhees

•Pamela Voorhees (Platonic only)

Halloween

•Micheal Myers

•RZ Micheal Myers

Scream

•Billy Loomis

•Stu Macher

•Randy Meeks

Child's play

•Charles Lee Ray (Chucky)

•Tiffany Valentine

Nightmare on elm street

•Freddy Krueger (Will barely write for him)

Black Christmas

•Billy Lenz

House of Wax

•Bo Sinclair

•Vincent Sinclair

•Lester Sinclair

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

•Bubba Sawyer

•Thomas Hewitt

The Collector

•Asa Emory

Laid to Rest

•ChromeSkull

My Bloody Valentine

•Harry Warden

DBD

•Frank Morrison

•Danny Johnson (Jed Olsen)

•Ji-Woon Hak

•Pyramid Head

Spree

•Kurt Kunkle

•Bobby Basecamp

The Umbrella Academy

•Luther Hargreeves

•Diego Hargreeves

•Allison Hargreeves

•Klaus Hargreeves

•Five Hargreeves

•Ben Hargreeves (Umbrella and Sparrow)

•Viktor Hargreeves

•AJ Carmichael

•Lila Pitts

•Marcus Hargreeves

•Fei Hargreeves

•Alphonso Hargreeves

•Sloane Hargreeves

•Jayme Hargreeves

•Christopher Hargreeves (Idk if I take him seriously but why not add him lol)

Will do:

•Lime

•Lgbtq+

•Fluff

•Angst

•Dark content (ex. gore, and violence)

•Romantic/Platonic relationships

•Poly relationships

•Yandere stuff

• Headcanons

•Drabbles

Will NOT do:

•Smut (Not very good at it )

•R*pe (Will only be mentioned since most of the fandoms I write for are dark)

•Inc*st

•P*dophilia

WIPs

•We're on the same side (Yoon Gwi-nam x reader)

•The Sparrow Academy being in a relationship with an Umbrella

•Kurt Kunkle with a flirty s/o

Any rudeness will not be tolerated here and I will block you. Reader's gender neutral unless specified by the request. More will be added soon if I ever have a chance, have a nice day 👐

[fandomlit]

gif cred belongs to @hopebennett​

requested by @emobensgf “heyyy can i request a ben hargreeves x reader maybe with 12 & 13 from the prompt list? thanks 😊 ❤️❤️❤️”

a/n f/s stands for favorite soda ! also this is a super old request but ya girl’s tryna clean out the inbox so enjoy a bunch of random things

o hey i do writing prompts!! those used in this imagine will be in bold

imagine kissing ben hargreeves for the first time

you tore your gaze away from your homework when you heard the gentle tap on your window. ben smiled at you from the sill, pointing to the lock that clasped him to the cold night. you stood from your desk and let the boy in. “hey.”

“hey,” he greeted as he slipped into your room. “doing homework?”

“yeah,” you sighed. “i told you about my dreaded math teacher.” he nodded. “i’ve got a test in the morning.”

“sounds fun,” ben offered.

you shook your head. “what are you doing here, benny?”

“oh,” he hummed. “i came bearing gifts.” he slipped two cans of f/s out of his pocket. you gasped at the sight. “i know your parents are weird about soda, so i bribed klaus to get us some while i was training today.”

“ben hargreeves,” you spoke slowly, taking the cold can he offered, “you are my favorite human being.” he laughed as you both perched on your bed, opening your respective cans. “seriously, i could kiss you right now.”

ben laughed again before looking over at your soft smile and voicing, “what’s stopping you?” you looked up in surprise, but despite his obvious blush, ben’s eyes never left yours. you smiled before you leaning forward for a short, f/s tasting kiss.

[thisisawonderfulusername]

you’re back

five hargreeves x reader

requested: @generouswombyrat

prompts: 19- “oh, and s/he’s totally in love with you.”

again i changed the prompt up a bit, but i think it’s close enough

summary: when five returns from the future, old feelings resurface

warnings: fluff fluff fluff, a dash of angst. for once there isn’t any cursing (i’m pretty sure) lmao

word count: 1.5k

a/n: a few changes to the universe ig: five returns around the same age as the siblings, and not in his thirteen y/o body. reader is not one of the adopted ones, and not one of the forty-three. i was actually working on this all week while sitting in my classes lol. i really hope it meets expectations, i really like it myself. alrighty, enjoy!

the musical voice of tiffany darwish can be heard throughout the house, muffled through the walls of five’s childhood bedroom. you stand at the window, looking out at the fire escape you used to climb up, just to hang out with him.

with a sigh, you turn around to look at the rest of the room. it’s spotless. you assume it has been for a while now. grace definitely kept up with the whole house, even with all of the kids gone. there was no layer of dust, all of the old uniforms in the closet are still ironed. it brings you back to those days, and it’s hard to believe that it’s been sixteen years since he disappeared.

you can remember that day like yesterday, yet you were only thirteen then.

-

you looked up at the fire escape, taking a short breath. you have done this for years, and you had perfected the technique of getting your coffee and donuts past the ladder to the first platform.

the bag of donuts is held in your teeth, freeing one of your hands. the other holds the tray of the coffees, and you carefully put a foot on the first rung of the ladder, before grabbing on to the side it and pulling yourself.

it used to be a slow process, but you have mastered it by now. slide your hand up, and step up a few more rungs. when you got close enough, you placed the tray and donuts on the platform and climbed the rest of the way. luckily, the rest of the way up was stairs.

when you got to the window and knocked on the glass a few times, you expected five to open it like always, but instead it was vanya who appeared.

your eyebrows furrowed as she pushed the window open, and you hesitantly climbed in. sitting on the sill and silently dropping to the floor, to avoid the risk of his father finding out that you were here. “vanya? where’s five?”

she seemed nervous, which you thought was weird. you slowly placed the food on his desk as she played with her fingers.

“he’s- he’s gone, y/n.”

you think you’ve heard her wrong. you had to. there was just no way.

“what?” you question in disbelief, hating the small crack in your voice. “what do you mean, ‘gone’? what do you mean?” you sound more desperate the more you speak.

“he ran out.” she explains, avoiding eye contact. “during dinner. he was arguing with dad about time travel and he just- he just left.”

you fall onto the edge of his bed, feeling the tears beginning to swell in your eyes. “no.” you whisper to yourself, “no!”

before you know it, you’re sobbing, and vanya is at your side to comfort you.

-

you bite your lip as the memory rises to the surface. sitting on the bed, you focus on the lyrics playing.

i think we’re alone now

the beating of our hearts is the only sound

the music stops as there’s a loud rumble is heard outside. the whole house feels like it’s shaking and outside, there is flashing blue light that floods into the room through the window.

you run down the stairs, and into the large courtyard. there, in the sky, is a glowing blue portal type thing.

“what is it?” you hear vanya ask.

“don’t get too close!” allison’s voice, and then,

“yeah, no shit.”

luther pushes past everyone, looking up at the thing. “looks like some sort of temporal anomaly. either that or a miniature black hole. one of the two.”

“pretty big difference there, paul bunyan.” diego tells him.

“out of the way!” klaus comes running out of the house, and you quickly step to the side as he rushes forward with a fire extinguisher, spraying at the anomaly before giving up and just throwing it in. it disappears.

“what is that gonna do?” you shout over the loud rumbling.

“i don’t know,” klaus shrugs, a whine in his tone, “do you have a better idea?”

electricity starts to crackle around the portal, and klaus is falling back behind everyone again.

“everybody get behind me.” luther commands, and you don’t mind listening to him for once, but of course diego has to step in front too.

“i vote for running, come on!” klaus yells.

you watch as you can see a person pushing through before falling onto the ground from the portal.

as if it didn’t happen, the thunder and electricity in the air disappear, and all of you step forward towards the man. your eyebrows furrow as you think you recognize him while he is standing up.

“does anyone else see...” klaus points towards him, “he looks like a grown up five.”

your eyes widen as you realize that he’s right. “oh my god.” you rush forward, grabbing him and crushing him in a hug. “oh my god, you’re back!”

“they’re totally in love with each other.” you can hear klaus say it, and your face suddenly feels hot, but you choose to ignore it.

-

you’re back in his room, and the memory of him disappearing that day is replaced by all of the good times you had together. thinking about what klaus said, you think that he just might be right. you felt it when you were younger- of course you didn’t realize what it was at the time. you felt like a kid again. heart racing at the sight of him... all grown up.

yet he still looked like your five.

“i missed you.” your voice is surprisingly quiet as you lay on your back next to him, staring up at the ceiling as you play with your fingers that rest on your stomach.

“i missed you too.” his voice is quiet as well, and you turn your head ever so slightly to catch a small glimpse at him.

biting your lip for a moment, you think about what to say. “where were you?” you decide to ask, and you can tell that the question makes him tense for a moment.

he takes a glance at you, before taking a deep breath. “i got stuck in the future.” he tells you, and your eyebrows furrow slightly.

“stuck?” you repeat.

“yeah.” he gives a small nod with the confirmation, “i overestimated myself, and the consequences were like some sort of sick punishment. i should have just listened to that old man.”

there’s quiet for a moment as you wonder what he meant by a punishment. turning on your side, you look at him. “what do you mean? was it not just… normal?”

his head turns and his eyes meet yours, and you can see some sort of pain in them. “it was an apocalypse.”

you’re stunned into silence, and your lips just hang apart as you try to process his confession. “i don’t know how it happened, but there was fire and everything was just crumbled to the ground and-” he gulps slightly, and your eyes soften, “i saw all of them. dead.”

“oh my god, five.” you know who he meant, and you can only imagine what he felt in that moment. your hand meets his and you hold it softly. “i’m so sorry.”

“it wasn’t your fault.” you can feel his grip around your hand tighten slightly. “i just wish i wasn’t stupid enough to actually try that.”

“well...” you pause for a moment, not exactly sure what to say. “you’re back now, and that’s all that matters.” of course it’s not all that matters. he must have gathered so much trauma over the sixteen years he was stuck in a literal wasteland… you couldn’t imagine having to go through that.

he’s quiet for a second, before he turns on his side as well and your eyes meet. it was like staring into the past. “it is.” his agreement is surprising, but it makes you smile softly.

a long silence falls, and it feels like you’re just staring into his eyes for what could be hours, but in reality it was only really a few minutes or even less.

you take a shaky breath. “can i kiss you?” the question slips from your mouth unexpectedly, and you nearly slap yourself in the face. “god, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean-”

you aren’t able to finish your apology for the words you blurted out because he had leaned forward and caught your lips in his.

it seemed like something you were waiting for for years. maybe you were. it felt right.

it doesn’t last long enough for you, but you feel like the oxygen has been sucked from your body as you open your eyes to look at him. a small smile spreads across your face.

“i’m glad you’re back.”

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reminders / f.h

Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Gender-Neutral!Reader

@stitched-mouth​ requested: Hi! Can I request Five (Umbrella Academy) and his fem s/o having their first fight in front of the other numbers? Maybe the other Hargreeves are either watching them curiously to see how it ends or feeling awkward and wanting to give them space? I'd like if it ends all fluffy please!

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long but here it is, I hope you like it! 

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Trying to gather his siblings in a different timeline was already hard enough but having you remind him about the Commission only seemed to make his life harder. As of now, there were less than 10 days away from doomsday occurring and the Commission were not in his top three worries. 

Of course Five knew that you meant well. The two of you were practically on the top of the Commission’s kill list and running around in a timeline that was not your own was like a death wish. You were only trying to remind me that he should be more careful and though he was usually calm towards you, with the amount of stress put upon him at the moment, sometimes he just snaps. 

“Five the Swedes are still out there.” You told him causing him to throw the piece of paper onto the ground. The abrupt action causing his siblings to flinch but you remained unfazed. 

“And so what if they are. Last time I checked (Y/N), I was one of the most dangerous assassins they have created. Three amateur triplets aren’t going to stop me.” Five snapped back

“They may not but that cockiness may be the reason you get killed.” You mumbled under your breathe. 

“Better my cockiness than my carelessness. Tell me (Y/N), how many times have you almost screwed up a mission due to your carelessness?” Anger had clouded his mind and all he could think about was were the several times your carelessness had almost failed the mission. 

The two of you had no longer cared that his siblings were standing awkwardly watching the two of you. Usually, arguments and fights would be reserved for when you were alone to be more ‘professional’ but it seemed professionalism wasn’t a worry at the moment. 

“Shouldn’t we stop them?” Vanya whispered to Allison and Klaus who’s eyes grew wide and quickly shook their heads. 

“If there’s anything we know, it’s to not interfere with them.” Allison whisperer back. 

“Just make sure it doesn’t turn physical.” Klaus added on. 

The rest of the Hargreeves would just have to watch as their brother fought with his partner. They often forgot that the two of you were 58 years old, only now stuck in your old 13 year old bodies due to a mishap during Five’s time-jumps. 

“Careless? Are you hearing yourself properly? You are the careless one out of the two of us and we both know that because unlike you, I don’t get caught.” Your previously calm composure was now replaced by one of anger and annoyance as you argued with the man in front of you. 

“Please give me one example of when I was careless.” Five scoffed, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he looked at you. 

“Oh I don’t know, how about when you added a decimal to that equation which caused us to be back in our 13 year bodies?” 

“So maybe I messed up the equation, what did you do? Nothing! I was the one doing all the work while you just sat there. Maybe if you actually did something than your carelessness wouldn’t be a problem.” 

You were taken aback by what he had just said and Five also looked shocked when he realized. He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off. 

“If me trying to make sure you don’t get yourself killed is considered doing nothing than I give up. Have fun stopping doomsday without someone watching your back.” Was the last thing you said before storming out of the room. The other Hargreeves siblings made way for you to leave, not a single word being said until the door slammed shut behind you. 

“Way to go Five.” Diego commented causing Allison to elbow him in the ribs. He quickly mumbled a apology before looking down to the ground. 

Five buried his face into his hands as he muttered something under his breathe. From what the siblings could hear, they guessed he was calling himself an idiot but didn’t have time to ask because he eventually pushed past them and towards the door. 

“What do we do now?” Luther asked his remaining siblings who only shrugged. 

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Five ran down the flight of stairs and out the building. He soon found himself on top of a building in the city, looking at a girl who sat on the edge with her feet dangling off. He quietly made his way towards her. 

“How’d you find me?” You asked him, not once turning back to face him. 

“We’ve been married years (Y/N), I know you better than I know myself sometimes.” Five replied as he sat down beside you, leaving a small distance between you two. 

Silence followed after Five sat down. The sounds of the busy city below you being the only sounds for the next few minutes. 

“Look I’m sorry for what I said. I really am. I never meant to blow up on you like that and I know it was wrong.” He said sincerely.

You sighed, taking one last look at the moving city below you before finally facing him. “I just don’t want to lose you.” You said as you cupped his cheek. He smiled and nuzzled into your hand causing you to laugh. 

“I know, and I’m sorry for reacting the way that I did.” 

Again, silence while you gathered your thoughts to figure out what to say and after what felt like hours, you finally did. 

“So where do we go?” You asked him, watching as his expression changed to that of confusion. 

“But the Swedes will be there.”

“And what are the Swedes going to do, kill us?” 

A smile formed on Five’s lips as he stood up and held an hand out for you to take. “Nothing. They’ll do nothing because I have you.”

“That you do.” 

You placed your hand in his and he smiled, pulling you closer to him to place a kiss to your forehead before wrapping his arms around you.

“Ready to stop doomsday?” 

“With you? Always.” 

[klaus-is-the-real-number-1]

I Wanna Be Adored 2 (Number 5x reader)

A/N: wowe a part 2 of my i wanna be adored fic this is also an old draft that ive finished after s1, give the first one a read x

Request: hh.. that five imagine was so soft and sweet to read, great job <3 would you ever consider doing a part two? maybe the rest of the hargreeves meeting five's s/o? feel free to skip this one. but for real, it's such a good text <33

Words: 1529

“I’m just not drinking as much coffee anymore.” He said matter-o-factly. “I used to not be able to sleep very well so I’d just drink a lot of coffee to keep myself awake but I guess I just don’t have to anymore. I’ve been sleeping really well recently when I’ve been with you.” You smile as you feel him gently press a kiss to the side of your head. You smile contently, beginning to close your eyes, his heartbeat sounding like sweet music to your ears.

“Five, do you have a girl in your room?” A distance voice was heard echoing through the academy.

“Shit.” He mumbled into your hair, you knew it was going to be a long day in the Academy.

Five looked around frantically, trying to decide what to do. He pulled you up from his bed, mischievous glint in his eyes as he moved quickly to the window, you shake your head, trying to let him know you weren’t going to jump out the window. Giving you a wink, he pulled you towards his closet just before Fives bedroom door swung open.

“Shit. They’re not in here Diego!” Five let out a quite breathy laugh, locking his eyes with yours. It was only in this moment that you realised your closeness, it’s not like you have never been as close to Five as you were in that moment but the small space in the closest emphasised it. Five could feel the sudden change in mood as well, slowly moving his hands around your waist.

In that moment you forgot about Fives two older brothers peering out the open window, you forgot about your exams, you forgot about everything except Five. The collision of your lips felt like a thousand lighting bolts between the both of you. You were both so horrifically in love with each other but neither of you could get the words out. 

Klaus and Diego had came to the conclusion that Five and y/n had either climbed out the window or teleported away, that was until they heard a loud thump come from the direction of the closet. They both slowly crept forward before swinging the closet door open expecting to find their ‘younger’ brother. Klaus and Diego were met with nothing but a few toppled over books with no answer on where Five or his ‘friend’ were.

You collapsed back onto your bed in a flash of blue, giggling like school children giddy from a sugar rush. In the closet you’d both gotten too into the moment, Five pushing you against the side of the closet wall resulting in a bang.

“I would really like to meet your family, you know.” You say softly to him, settling into a state of calm. “So at least they know who you’re with rather than stress them out when they don’t know where you are.” His hair was silky to your touch.

“I know,” He let out an almost overdramatic sigh. “They’re strange, I don’t want to scare you off. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me.” You smile at his words but you were concerned, you knew all about Fives time in the apocalypse or at least as much as he would tell you, he would sometimes let something slip about the crippling loneliness or his time in the commission.

“I’ve been able to deal with your strange ass for the past year, I think I can cope.” You slightly shove him as you speak, admiring the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. “Maybe if you warn them in advance, then they won’t “scare me off’ and they’ll be slightly normal?” 

He seemed to think about it, for just a split second the only thing whizzing around his fast mind was the thought of you meeting his family. Every possible situation that could occur whizzed through his head, every bad situation with every one of his siblings.

“Okay.”

A shiver ran down your body as you stood at the doors of the large mansion, waiting for the right time to knock at the door, or even just to convince yourself to do it. Every time you had been to the academy no one else was home, except for Pogo and Grace of course but they never asked too many questions, or Five just blips you into his room, you’d never knocked before.

But you knew you had to do this, for Five, so his family doesn’t worry as much. You’d even put on your best pair of jeans and best t-shirt, just to hope to make the right impression to his six sibling. So despite all of the atoms in your body screaming with anxiety not to knock on the door, you banged the knocker, you couldn’t even get a third knock in before the door swung open to reveal a nervous looking Five. His face lit up when he saw you, his eyes drifting up and down your figure.

“You look nice.” He said as he held his hand out for you to take, gently pulling you into the academy.

“I do try sometimes, you know.” You squeeze his hand as you stepped inside, hearing the chatter of his siblings from the other room. Letting go of his hand, you gently lift your bag from across you. Without missing a beat Five gently took it from your hand and hung it up. 

“It’ll be fine.” Five whispered in your ear as you walked into the room, reassuringly placing his hand on the small of your back. Your face instantly got red as you got closer to his siblings, all of their eyes falling on you, some giving you kind smiles while some didn’t show any emotion at all.

“Hi,” You spoke softly to the crowd, giving a soft smile. “I’m Y/n.”

“She’s my girlfriend.” Five added, moving his hand from your back to around your waist, giving it a gentle squeeze. A series of raised eyebrows erupted around the room as they all glance at each other. The room fell silent until someone finally spoke up.

“It’s really nice to meet you, I’m Allison.”

“Klaus.”

“Luther.”

“Vanya.”

“Ben also says hello.” Klaus spoke again.

“Diego.”

“Come sit down.” Allison said warmly, moving over so there was enough room for you and Five to sit down. You gladly sat down with Five squeezing next to you, his hand still resting around your waist.

“So,” Klaus said as he crossed his legs and rested his head on his hands. “How did you both meet?”

“I work at Griddy’s in between school, Five came in a lot and we just ended up talking, this was nearly a year ago now I think.” You say nervously, you gripped both of your hands together to stop them from shaking. 

The mood relaxed as you all made general chit chat, asking about your ambitions and your interests, how you’re doing at school and even a little bit about your relationship with Five. Diego however, had not muttered a single word, he just kept intently staring at you, maybe trying to read you and judge your character, or maybe he was still mad about when he last saw you.

A cold breeze drifted through the room, causing you to shiver and your bare arms get goosebumps. Five ran his hand down your arm, feeling how cold you were. “Want me to get you a hoodie?” He spoke quietly to you, you shook your head no to his question, not wanting to be a bother. “I’ll get you one, you’re freezing y/n, I’ll be back in a minute” The last part was spoke mainly to the room as he stood up and started walking to the stairs only to be gone in a flash of blue.

“Diego, I’m sorry!” You spoke quickly. “I’m sorry about how Five acted with you when you saw me last, I was the one who wanted to meet you all.” You were almost tumbling over your words as they spilled out of you. “I just thought you should know who Five is with when he’s not here, I’m super responsable and always make sure he’s safe.” When you finish your face was flushed, the anxiety crept up on you as you spoke, being unable to read Diegos face. 

“I appreciate that, thank you,” He said genuinely. “We just worry about him sometimes, ya know.” You nodded to his words before Five appeared before you, he was now wearing a jacket over his own hoodie and holding one out to you which you gratefully took. 

 “We’re going to head off,” Five said to the room, waiting for you to pull his hoodie on before pulling you up by your hand. “I’ll be back later.”

“It was nice meeting you all!” You say, you received a series of ‘you too’s and ‘come back any times’s. You walked with Five to the door before wrapping you bag back around you and leaving the academy. Fives hand was instantly in yours as soon as you were walking down the steps and out into the street, swinging it as you both walked.

“I think that went rather well.”

[wandawxdow]

A-Z Fluff for Five Hargreeves

A = affection

Five isn’t big on PDA, he much rather prefers to keep your relationship private. However, that doesn’t stop the two of you from stealing fleeting touches through your days; Five often seeking you out if he’s frustrated for comfort.

B = best memory

Five’s best memory of you is when you first met. After all, it’s the moment and place you entered his life and changed it for the better.

C = cuddles

At first, Five was not a cuddler, not at all. After a childhood of neglect and years spent isolated in the future, affection wasn’t something he was used to. However, he warmed up to it pretty quick, finding the action to be comforting and a way to spend time with you.

D = dates

Five is a busy person and so, you don’t get a lot of time for proper dates, opting instead to spend your time together at the academy. When you do go on dates though, Five prefers it to be a place not busy. You’ve been on serene walks and picnics, all of which he makes special.

E = evenings

Five spends his evenings chaotically. He’s always doing something different from reading to scribbling equations, he’s always busy and doesn’t stop until later than probably healthy. When you spend the night with him, he slows down a bit, taking the time to cherish your company. The two of you read together, watch movies or just sit and talk.

F = first date

Five and you had your first date in the same coffee shop you met in. It was out of convenience as you often study there and Five actually likes the hot beverages they brew.

G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

It’s no secret that Five is a rather serious person, but around you that changes. He finds himself laughing alongside you while you talk and chuckling when your clumsiness presents itself.

H = hugs

Five and you only really hug in private, normally after either or both of you have had a hard day. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tight, as though you’ll disappear if he lets go. You find his hugs especially nice in Winter as the boy radiates warmth in the otherwise chilly air.

I = impression (first impressions)

When Five first saw you, he didn’t like you. What kind of person drinks tea? However, your attitude and sarcasm intrigued him. When you first met Five, he insulted your beverage choice - not a great way to start. You were annoyed with him, yet found yourself inviting him to sit with you anyway. You were humoured by him, as he was with you, and wished to discover more about him.

J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

Though he hasn’t admitted it to them, Five’s family brings him joy in his life that’s been otherwise unjoyful. His afternoons spent reading a book or puzzling over equations bring him peace as does that first sip of coffee he has in the morning. Every moment with you makes him happy despite whatever else is going on in his life. He feels at peace with you.

K = kisses

Five is a passionate kisser. He sweeps you into his arms, with one hand around your waist and the other on your neck, and kisses you feverishly. Though, other times when he’s busy, he places a simple peck on your lips of forehead before rushing off.

L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

Five found himself wanting to spend every moment with you and took any opportunity to see you. He brought you coffee and even read some books you’d mentioned liking so that he could talk about them with you.

M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

Five’s favourite memory is from his childhood. Reginald left for some meeting overnight and the children found themselves all sneaking into Klaus’s room during the night to watch a movie. Even Vanya, who was often excluded, was there. It was one of the only times he can recall in which they were all together actually enjoying themselves.

N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

Five has many pet peeves, but what he hates more than anything is lateness. Five prides himself in being in control, and when someone doesn’t do what he specifically asked them to, it pisses him off.

O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

Five never had the option to be anything other than a member of the Umbrella Academy; his father had always told them it was their future. Five would guess he would be a mathematician in another world. He was good at it, after all, and quite liked the peacefulness of losing himself in a good equation.

P = pet names

Five and you don’t use pet names for each other, 🤷‍♀️. He finds them cringey and you find them all to be too mushy. Instead, he just calls you by your nickname.

Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

Yep, Five believes in Aliens. Reginald used to tell him and his siblings to prepare for any situation, and so, does Aliens seem too far fetched. The supernatural, however, he finds a little harder to believe.

R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

Five isn’t what what he called a traditional romantic. He doesn’t buy you flowers or heardhaped chocolates, but he does show his love for you in other, more him, ways. If he wakes up early, he makes you coffee and brings it to you in bed. He sits and helps you study well into the night because he knows you get easily stressed. When sitting in building he also ensures he’s closest to the door incase someone comes in with less than good intentions.

S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

Waking up next to you never fails to make Five smile. He adores you being the first thing he sees; with sunlight shining upon your skin and you cuddled to his side. It’s the perfect way to begin his day.

T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

Five is clingiest in the morning when you wake up together and whenever you have to leave. He tries to make you stay in bed for a while longer, wrapping his arms around you to stop you from getting up. He pouts and tries to convince you to stay longer despite knowing you can’t.

U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable)

You hate it when Five runs off to do something dangerous alone. You just don’t understand why he won’t take someone with him. Five hates it when you click your pen while studying. He knows you don’t mean to do it but it just happens when you’re deep in thought.

V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

Nope. You know Five values his privacy and so neither of you take many photos or videos when together. Instead, you prefer to live in the moment and be together.

W = wedding (what was the wedding like?)

Five and you are young - being married isn’t the most important thing in either of you lives. However, Five does catch himself pondering your future together and what it would be like to grow old with you.

X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

Five hasn’t told anyone, but he doesn’t trust himself. Most of his life he’s been a killer and he’s plagued with worry he’ll one day revert to his old ways and hurt someone he cares about.

Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

Five deeply hates seafood, a hatred that thankfully you share. He can’t stand the smell, and after Diego forcing him to try it, can’t stand the taste either.

Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they?

Five isn’t a heavy sleeper. In the commission, he was always woken up in the middle of the night for missions. And so, he’s grown to be a light sleeper.

[pretend-writer]

Kids Of The Future (Chapter 6)

Mini-Series

Summary: After time traveling from the apocalypse in 2019, a surprise waits for Diego and Y/N as they arrive at Dallas, Texas circa 1960.

Pairing: Hargreeves x sibling!reader, Diego Hargreeves x reader

Word Count: 3.9k words

Warning: mention of violence, mention of death, gruesome violence, swearing

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- Y/N's POV -

Five had left me by myself in The Handler's office, hunting for the briefcase as I read more of Belinda's files.

It was a huge mystery how she ended up in the 60s with us. She was only a baby when we found her in the alley, nothing made sense at all.

A loud creek shifted my thoughts, making me jump up. Staying in character, I spoke up thinking that it was probably someone from the commission. 'Who's there?'

'Ahh!' Diego screamed as he tackled me, 'You creep! It was you at the alley harassing my girlfriend huh? Who the hell are you exactly and what do you want with my daughter?'

'It's me, oh my- Diego, it's me!'

He seemed confused until the realization hit him; Diego's jaw dropped when he noticed that I was shape shifted into The Handler. 'Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know this is what you were doing.'

'What are you doing here?' I turned back to my original form, slightly raising my voice at Diego. 'I told you it's just me and Five here today.'

'Sorry, I just got worried and-and I came here. I didn't meant to cause trouble.'

'But what if you got caught? We don't know what these people are capable of.'

'Well, I took the risk for you.' Diego bit his lips and shifted eye contact. 'I had to make sure you were okay.'

I sighed, frustrated but flattered at the same time that my stomach was filled with butterflies. He had called me his girlfriend, came all the way here to talk to The Handler about that night.

But I was far too focused because my baby was in danger; more importantly her history was revealed. I handed Diego the file that was in my hand, 'Read it.'

His brows furrowed, showed nothing but confusion as he saw Bel's name across the file. 'Where's this from?'

'It was in this desk. The Handler's desk.' I answered as he opened it and read throughly. 'It-it kind of answered our questions we've been wondering for the past three years.'

'This... this has got to be a mistake, right? I mean she's one of us then? But how?'

'I have no idea.' I was scared; scared as to how she got here in the first place. Scared about what was going to happen to us, to Bel. Scared that this whole thing could've been a set up and we never knew.

Diego grabbed my hand, 'This... this won't change the fact that she's still our baby.'

A small smile formed on my face, it was nice that Diego was giving me reassurance. In a way, I was glad he was here. He made me feel safe. 'Yeah. You're right.'

'You don't have to worry anymore. I'm here to protect you and Bel.' He smiled, it was weird for him to say such thing because this whole time we'd never talk to each other like that. Or in this tone, at least. He squeezed my hand, pulled me in as he wrapped his arms around me. 'You're safe with me, Y/N.'

As I smiled back at him, Five appeared out of thin air using his powers. With a briefcase in his hand, he stared at us. 'Guys, get a room.'

'We're already in a room.' Diego chuckled, 'You're the one that interrupted us.'

Five rolled his eyes, 'What the hell are you doing here anyway? This is supposed to be mine and Y/N's mission.'

'Sorry, I couldn't sit still knowing how crazy The Handler is. Didn't want anything to happen to you guys.'

'Well, we're fine. Now let's get back to the others and figure out what the hell we're going to do now.' We gathered around together closely, Five controlling the briefcase as we traveled back to our meeting spot, the Karate Gym.

Everything was fine, or at least we thought it was until we turned around and saw all our siblings tied up with one person standing around them while holding onto Bel; Lila.

'You really think you could impersonate my mother?' Lila laughed, 'Your acting sucks.'

'Stay away from Bel. Put her down.' Diego shouted.

'Ah, so that's where the cute one went. I was looking for you, Diego boy.' She grinned, 'What makes you guys think I'll give her back?'

'Give me my baby back, now. Or I swear I'll do harm to you far more worse than you can imagine.'

Lila raised her eyebrows, 'I'm not scared of you. What, you're going to morph into Frankenstein or something?'

'Ha, I wouldn't test it if I were you. She's pranked us with things scarier than that.' Klaus laughed softly.

'You see Lila, my power is such a great thing because you know why? I can turn into anything I've seen and I've read many books as a child. Many.'

Lila laughed, 'You guys are such idiots. I thought it was just Five but seems like it runs in the family.'

'Watch your mouth!' Five yelled at her.

'You Hargreeves aren't the only ones that have super powers, you know that right?'

The cheeky grin made me want to just punch her in her smug face. 'We already know Bel has powers. We went through The Handler's fil-'

'I'm not talking about her.' She flashed a smile as she stepped closer to Diego and I. 'Diego, I heard a rumor...'

Diego's eyes flashed glassy grayish white, completely freezing into place. My mind immediately was out of focus, noticing that somehow, Lila had Allison's powers. But I didn't have time to think, I had to get her before she got into his head then try to get Bel back also.

My eyes met with Five, knowing exactly what we needed to do. He disappeared into thin air, appearing back next to Lila as he quickly grabbed onto Bel.

Lila was distracted, not realizing I shifted into Luther as I used the strength to pull her up the floor.

'You can take their powers too?' Lila smirked, holding onto my hand as she tried to grasp for air. 'Thought it was solely just for design.'

'Why are you surprised? I'm a shape shifter, I told you I can turn into anything.' I threw her to the ground then shifted into Vanya, using my force field to try to hurt Lila. While my surrounding turned blue as my energy started to build up, Lila kicked me hard into the mats.

A scream came from the other side of the room as Diego charged towards Lila, throwing knives at her when she tried to get up. As he tackled her down, I grabbed one of his knives and held it only a centimeter away from Lila's neck.

'What do you want with Bel?' I yelled as I shifted back to myself again. 'And don't fucking lie to me.'

'I don't know, this was all mom's plan. Even if I did know, I wouldn't fucking tell you.' Lila giggled devilishly.

This time, I stuck the cold knife onto her skin, letting her bleed lightly to scare her but not hard enough to where she's severely injured. 'I appreciate you playing this "I'm a bad girl" act, but cut the shit or I'll really hurt you.'

'You wouldn't dare.'

I raised my brows at her as she tested my patience. It had been a while since I've "investigated" anyone but the thrill and the adrenaline just took over my body. It didn't help the fact that this girl was a part of taking my baby away from me.

As I took her hand off the floor, I snatched her index finger and this time, pushed the knife right under her finger nail. 'I'm not playing around, do you believe me now or should I keep going?'

Lila was terrified, breathing heavily as she shook her head. 'S-sorry.'

Five kneeled next to me, joining in on the conversation to try to get information out of her. 'So how did Bel end up here in the 60s?'

She rolled her eyes. 'You really are a kid aren't you? Story time is-'

I interrupted her as I pushed down the knife that Diego struck into her arm earlier. Screaming in pain while the knife dug deeper into her skin, I got closer to her face.

'Okay, okay. Don't mess with you or your brother, I get it now.' She said before I let go of the knife. 'Who are you people?'

'Couple of old roommates that had to play house with an old man that never gave a shit about us.' A fake smile formed on my face. 'That geezer taught us a lot of stuff, taught me how to interrogate people at the age of six. Sounds great right?'

She laughed, 'We would've been great friends.'

'I'd rather have my eyeball chewed off by a wolf.'

Five groaned, 'Will you guys shut up and let me know how this baby ended up here please?'

Diego chuckled, 'Oh no. Keep going. It's hot watching Y/N getting riled up.'

Klaus gagged from behind. 'We're only tied up you know? We can still hear.'

Lila sighed, probably fed up with the Hargreeves shenanigans that she had to deal with. 'Anyways, she was several months old when she started to discover her powers, poor baby couldn't control such powerful thing. Her ecokinesis energy collided with the lightning that was flashing that night, aligned with your timeline as you were traveling back in time. Then boom, alley. Crazy huh?'

'That is actually fascinating.' Diego nudged Five's shoulder as he nodded, interested in the story. 'What? Don't tell me you're not surprised as I am how that worked. That means lightning can somehow boost time traveling. Maybe that's why we're stuck here.'

'Or you just suck at time traveling.' Allison added.

I looked at Lila and smiled. 'So what do you say? You let us go and never ever see us again.'

'That's cute of you, really but I can't let you do that.'

Five cracked his neck and his fingers as he looked at me and Diego, 'Guys move out the way.'

Diego asked, raising his eyebrows as he was a bit scared of what might happen. 'Uhm why?'

'Just go untie them, please. I'll handle Lila.'

'Handle? What are you going to do to me?' She replied back as Five pulled out some weird item from his blazer. In a second, he made Lila shut up which I was thankful for. On the other hand, I was a little scared since I didn't know what the hell he did. Hopefully, it was a tranquilizer.

Making sure that Lila was no longer conscious, Diego and I walked over to our siblings. As I reached over behind Allison to untie her, she cocked her head. 'Ah. Well, Five left with that girl.'

'Can we please talk about the weird  but sort of cool transformation that Y/N did?' Klaus added as Diego helped him untie the rope. 'You turning into Luth-'

'Yeah, no let's not mention it.' Diego shook his head, 'Y/N don't ever do that again.'

Luther gasped. 'Hey! Honestly, I thought it was awesome.'

I laughed as I stood behind Luther after I was done with Allison, fiddling with the knot on his wrist. 'I mean, it worked right? I needed the strength and Luther was the first person I thought about.'

'Why couldn't you be like Hulk or Wonder Woman?' Diego complained, untying Klaus from the ropes from his wrist.

Just as I finished untying Luther, I heard the voice. Her voice.

'Majority of the Hargreeves in one room, very impressive.'

'Yup, did it all by myself. Are you proud or what?' I implied as I popped up from behind Luther, quickly shifting to Lila. 'Couldn't find Five or Y/N but asked the commission to keep an eye on them while I'm here.'

The Handler smiled, 'Good work. So tell me why everyone's untied except for Luther and Vanya?'

With Luther's hands still behind his back, he played along and kept his hands as if it were still tied. Vanya was still tied up from when Lila captured her, since Diego and I didn't have the chance to untie her yet.

Klaus, Allison and Diego on the other hand, stood still and stared at me. Thinking of some random excuse, I went along with the first one I could think of. 'I've rumored them to stay like that and to keep their mouth shut. They're harmless now.'

'Brilliant. Wow, Lila. You're more ready than I thought you were.' She walked over to me then "booped" my nose.

Oh, what I'd do to wipe the strong perfume off my nose. I just kept on talking to The Handler, hoping that it would distract me from the smell. 'So what should we do with this baby?'

'I'll take care of it. Raise it like I raised you, make it a warrior and hopefully become a powerful part of the commission.'

'She.' I corrected her. 'The baby is not a thing.'

The Handler chuckled, putting her briefcase down as she walked closer to me. 'Does it matter? Don't tell me you're attached to.. "her". Are you?'

'No, mom. Just wondering if you ever thought of me like you do this baby.' I was a bit proud of myself, thinking of a scenario and keeping Lila's accent as I fooled this woman.

'Oh, no darling. I could never.' She stood close to me, caressing my cheek and smiled at me. 'You will always be my one and only daughter. Always making me proud.'

'So you don't mind us taking Bel back then?' Allison stood behind her and smiled, knowing that she took The Handler by surprise.

Luther walked over next to Allison, grabbing The Handler's briefcase off the floor. 'Excuse me while I take this off your hand. You won't be needing this anymore.'

The woman's brows raised, confusion rushing through her brains as the rest of my siblings except for Vanya started roaming free. 'H-how did you guys-'

'Ha, it's just me behind my powers.' I revealed myself in front of The Handler, watching her jaw drop. 'My accent was pretty good wasn't it?'

'Way better than The Handler performance, to be honest.' Five popped out of nowhere, smiling and waving at the woman. 'Long time, no see granny. Did you miss me?'

Vanya stood up as Klaus helped her with the rope. 'Uh Five? What did you do to Lila?'

'I figured out that she can manipulate people's powers so I had to improvise.' Five grinned, 'Used my briefcase, zapped us to a time where she won't be able to survive. Now I'm back here.'

Luther stared at him, 'Wow. You're fucking evil.'

'Thank you, how kind of you.'

'You bring my daughter back right now!' The Handler stomped on the floor.

Diego gasped, 'Hey! You're going to ruin our mats. It cost us a fortune building this gym.'

'You only want your daughter back because you have no power when she's gone, right? Just like how you want Bel for her powers.' Five took a step towards her. 'You can't control and manipulate them anymore.'

'Letting you choose the easy way or the hard way.' I watched her squirm, looking around the room for a way to escape or perhaps a weapon that can hurt us.

Klaus smiled, 'There's no way out of here.'

The Handler huffed. 'The commission will come and hunt you forever if you kill me.'

'They already don't like you.' Five laughed, 'We'd be doing them a favor. And you know it.'

She slowly backed away from us, knowing this was the end for her. I would've felt bad about all of this but knowing that she only wanted to use Bel for her "personal project" and seeing how manipulative she was towards Lila, I didn't feel any remorse at all.

'This won't hurt. Maybe.' Five smiled as he inched closer to The Handler.

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- Diego's POV -

Our gym was a wreck. I guess it didn't matter though because we were about to go back to our own timeline, leaving everything we've ever had here. It sucked that we had to leave this place that we called home for the past three years, it was even worse that it got turned into a crime scene all because of this woman that couldn't mind her own business.

I was always for beating the back guys and punishment but seeing how this turn out made my stomach turn a little. It had been a while since we did something as gross as this; not since we all left dad's mansion. But Five mentioned that a bullet through her brain wouldn't even stop her, so I guess this was necessary to stop her once and for all.

At the end of all of this, Bel, Y/N and the rest of the family was alright. That's what mattered.

'Wow, damn.' Luther spoke in awe as he looked around the room. 'This place is... uhm... I'm so sorry guys.'

'It's okay.' Y/N let out a soft laugh, 'Like Five said, we don't belong in this timeline. Nothing here will matter anymore once we go back.'

Allison took a deep breath, trying to catch up her breathing after long, hard work. 'Still, Y/N. This was yours and Diego's home.'

'Honestly I'm more worried about Bel watching us do what we just did.' I looked over at her, realizing that she had fallen asleep in the corner of the gym. 'Oh, well I guess I don't have to worry.'

Klaus got up from the mat, 'So you guys ready to go back home? I know I am.'

'Hold on, there's something I need to do before we go back.' Y/N said, then looked over at Five. 'Do you mind helping me with something?'

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The seven of us stood behind a bush, in front of a nice, suburban house after Five zapped us here with a briefcase. Five and Y/N haven't told us where we were yet, guessing that they didn't want to share whatever they were whispering to each other. Luther questioned them, 'Where are we?'

Both of them ignored him, continuing to mumble amongst each other. Y/N seemed sad, as if she was about to cry. I wanted to comfort her but decided to wait until she reached out to me.

Vanya nudged my side, grabbing my attention and looking at me then back to Y/N. 'You know what's going on?'

I shook my head in response as I was confused as she was. Continuing to watch over Y/N, she finally looked over at me and motioned me to come. With Bel in her arms, she held her tight and kissed her forehead. 'Everything okay, Y/N?'

She stared into my eyes, tears streaming down as she nodded slowly. 'You see the two couples inside the house? That's Bel's parents.'

My eyes fell to our baby, then back to her. Hoping that it didn't mean what I thought she meant, I clarified. 'We're not in the 60s anymore, are we?'

Y/N bit her lip and shook her head. 'Five took us forward in time. This is the year we'd turn three years old, where Bel would turn three too.'

'Wait so-' My mind was all over the place, I wasn't prepared for this at all. 'What are you trying to say?'

'You know Diego, you know.' She sniffled, 'Please don't make me say it.'

Y/N cried on my shoulders as I hugged her and Bel tightly, heartbroken that it had to be this way.

I didn't know what I expected when we took her in. I've never thought of the days where we would finally see the rest of the Hargreeves, or getting the briefcase to go back to where we came from. I didn't even imagine the days where Y/N and I would grow old together, raising Bel peacefully as we start our lives in the 60s. I just simply took it day by day, enjoying every single moment with the two girls that I loved so much.

But everything was different now, so different that I didn't expect any of this. I wasn't ready to say goodbye to Bel, I couldn't imagine being back to a "normal" life because my norm was being with her. I knew, however, that this was the right thing to do and I was sure Y/N knew that too. This must've been a tough decision that she had to make, I stood next to her and supported her choice even if it hurt so much.

'Don't cry, mama.' Bel giggled, touching Y/N's cheek and wiping away her tears.

A laugh escaped her mouth, smiling as she kissed the top of Bel's head. 'I'm sorry kiddo. I-I just love you so much.'

'I love you, Bel. More than you could ever know.' Belinda smiled at me as I said those words to her, grabbing me on my nose.

Y/N exhaled, 'You ready, Diego?'

'Yeah.' I said hesitantly, gazing at Bel for the one last time before Allison took her in her arms. 'You're going to say bye too?'

'Something like that.' Allison walked to the front door, guessing that she needed space from me and Y/N.

She mumbled words to Bel, making her eyes turn grayish white for a few seconds before it turned back to normal color. Y/N saw my facial expression change, holding onto my hand as she comforted me. 'It's for the best, Diego.'

Allison knocked on the door then left Bel on the front porch before she joined us back behind the bushes. The couple came out, gasping in surprise as they reunited with their baby once again.

'She's back with her family. It wouldn't have been fair for her to remember everything, you know? A normal life is what we want for her, right?'

I hugged Y/N and kissed her on the cheek as she wrapped her arms around me. We've loved Bel as if she was our own, took care of her for the last three years of our lives. Knowing how much Y/N loved her, it must of been hard to let her go. 'I love you, Y/N. I love you so much.'

'Aw, that is so cute. I love you all. I actually loved that little goofball too.' Klaus joined in on the hug, ruining my not-so-romantic moment with Y/N, although I wasn't slightly upset about it because Klaus was just Klaus.

Luther chuckled, 'Look at us being a family again.'

'Again? We were never a family to begin with.' Five cackled. 'This will be a start of something new, maybe. If you guys won't piss me off, that is.'

'That is the cutest and the kindest thing that's ever came out of your mouth, Five.' Allison grinned.

Five rolled his eyes. 'Ugh, never mind then. Let's just go home.'

'Okay, okay. Quick question though before we have this wonderful and fun time traveling back to 2019.' Klaus beamed, ear from ear. 'So when you turned into Luther, did you turn into Luther? You know, like your body everywhere?'

I hit him on his stomach, grossed out by the imagine in my head. 'Klaus, I swear I will leave you here in the 90s.'

'Actually, that doesn't sound too bad.' Klaus hummed.