#the sparrow academy fanfiction

[frost-queen]

Hell-bound Squid (Reader x Ben Hargreeves)

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The Sparrow academy was out. Freshly returning from a mission. Some of them still had blood splatters on their uniform. – “Urgh now I have to wash my uniform again.” – Alphonso said looking at his own shirt. Jayme rolled her eyes at him. Sloane walked up to him. – “No worries Alphonso mom will wash the blood out like she always does.” – she reassured him, holding a hand against his cheek. Alphonso chucked sweetly.

Fei clicked her tongue, looking away bothered. Christopher soaring around her. Annoyed she shooed him away from around her. Chistopher soared to Marcus who patted him gently on the block. – “Let’s report back to father.” – he said getting everyone’s attention. Everyone hummed as they started to go after Marcus. Ben’s eye fell on someone familiar as he was hesitant.

“Actually…” – he started making his siblings pause brief. – “I’ll meet you all at the academy.” – he said holding a finger up, without looking at his siblings. – “Be home save.” – Sloane shouted whilst Ben already walked off. Jayme rolled her eyes clearly at her. – “What? Can’t I say to be save?” – Sloane replied making Jayme groan loud. – “It’s the girl.” – Fei spoke making everyone look at her. Fei pointed with her finger forwards.

All their eyes following as across from the street, they saw Ben cross over to go over to a group of people. Amongst them you. – “Aww.” – Alphonso said with a hand on his heart. – “Yuk.” – Jayme called out spitting at the ground. The ground startled sizzling with acid. Marcus nudged Alphonso to keep up as they were heading back for the academy. Ben approached the group of people as you didn’t notice him at first.

“Ben!” – you called out happily. Ben gave you a sour smile in return. – “Yo wait isn’t he from the bird academy?” – a boy called out. – “Sparrow.” – Ben clarified with a glare. You moved around your friends going over to him. – “Ben… are you okay?” – you questioned seeing some specks of blood on his neck. Ben touched his neck, looking down at his glove, barely seeing anything on it. – “I am!” – he answered, grabbing you firm by your wrist. Pulling you away from your friends. – “What is the meaning of this?” – he asked.

You furrowed your brows, looking behind you. – “These are my friends.” – you told him as Ben started to laugh loud. Almost mockingly as he wouldn’t believe these were your friends. – “You’ve got no friends Y/n. Just me.” – he reminded you with a smirk. Bothered you pulled your hand away. – “Stop being mean!” – you told him. – “Oh I’m being mean?” – Ben shouted back. – “Yes.” – you made clear. – “I’ll show you being mean!” – he pushed you aside, glaring at your friends. – “You better run.” – he told them, tilting his head a bit. From out of his chest emerged his tentacles.

Your friends started screaming, taking a run for it. Ben shifted his posture a bit as he moved a tentacles at the boy insulting his academy. He laughed manically when the tentacles had wrapped around him. Up in the air, he was dangling to his pleasure. – “Ben stop!” – you called out, having enough. Seeming that he wouldn’t listen, you ran up to him. Grabbing him by his arm, to shake him out of this nightmare. Three of your friends dangling in the air as Ben laughed loudly.

Amusing yourself with them. – “Ben that’s enough!” – you made clear. Ben groaned loud, pushing you aside. You got flung against the wall. Groaning in pain. Ben dropped your friends as they started running for their lives. – “Freak!” – one of them called out. Ben was smiling, turning himself to you. He picked you up from the ground, holding you up against the wall by your shoulder. – “Like I said no friends.” – he said. – “Asshole!” – you cursed back at him. Ben’s gaze hardened as he tensed his jaw. He then let go of you, taking off.

Stunned and baffled you didn’t know what overcame him. Never had he acted out so bad towards you. Never has he taunt you so much to make your life miserable. You just knew they wouldn’t want to be your friends anymore. Probably telling around so that everyone would keep their distance from you. And so it was. Wherever you walked in the street, you heard the whispers. That you were associated with the Hargreeves freaks.

To many, a bunch of freaks manufactured in a lab filled with poisonous toxins. Afraid their toxins would rub off on them and make them sick. Preferring to stay as far as possible from them. Everyone looked at you, like you were a disease all because of Ben. All because Ben decided to toy with some of your friends. If he hadn’t scared them, your life wouldn’t be miserable now. People left the shops whenever you entered or they casted you out.

You sat on a bench in the park, throwing the last of your bread at the doves. – “Aww sad and alone Y/n.” – you heard from behind you. Without even looking up, you knew who it was. Ben Hargreeves. He came jumping over the bench to sit with you. – “What do you want?” – you asked him bitsy. – “Oh someone is snappy.” – he teased poking you in the cheek. It made you slap his hand away. – “Because of you I am practically cast out of society!” – you told him, wanting him to know the consequences of his actions.

“Boohoo.” – Ben said bored, leaning back against the bench. His reaction made you almost lose your mind. – “I thought we were friends!” – you nearly screamed at him. Ben looked at you, quirking an eyebrow up before bursting out in laughter. Annoyed you got up, not wanting to be near him. Ben got up with a tensed expression.

You gasped when a tentacle wrapped around you. Lifting you up from the ground as it made you twirl up till you were in front of Ben. Feeling the slimy tentacle swivel around you. Ben moved you closer, coming nose to nose. Your expression angry. – “Feeling real tough now?” – you mocked at the power he had over you. Ben moved you even closer that he was nearly breathing you. His gaze flashed down to your lips, taking them in for a second before flashing his gaze back up.

“Very.” – he responded moving the tentacle back. Gasping loud, you felt yourself being pulled back with force. Tentacle releasing from around you as it tossed you away. With a scream you fell into the pond, disturbing the ducks as they flew for safety. Ben started laughing loud, taking his phone out to take pictures. You couldn’t laugh at all. Resurfacing, spewing some water out.

Ben waved you mockingly goodbye. You swam to the edge, crawling out drenched. Laying in the grass out of breath. Taking out your phone, you went to Ben’s number. Blocking it immediately as frankly you had enough of his hell-bound attitude. Whatever he was dealing with, he needn’t act it out on you. His ‘perhaps’ only friend. Yet he had just lost that privilege as you didn’t want anything to do with him anymore. The more he staid away, the better.

No more tormenting you with words or toying with you like a puppet. You were neither of those things. Soaking wet, your cloths weighed down as you made your way out of the park to your house. Hoping you’d avoid Ben more than enough. Luckily it seemed to work as for over a week now you hadn’t heard anything from him. Till one night he came knocking on your door.

There was loud pounding on the door. It startled you, making you jump out of your skin. Slowly getting up from the sofa, you wondered who it would be at this Godly hour. Seeing the clock, you saw it was rounding up to twelve. Moving into the hallway, there were more pounding. Making you gasp loud, muscles pulling together from fright. Then there was silence. Waiting in the hallway, you hoped they would disappear. Clash!

The door broke down as it made you scream loud. – “You’ve been ignoring your phone Y/n.” – Ben said stepping over your door on the floor. Eyes widening, you started running towards the stairs. Ben released his tentacles as they reached out. One strapped around your ankle. Pulling with a hard snap at you. Falling flat on the ground forwards. – “Ben let go!” – you screamed as he started to pull you closer to him. – “I’m not done playing with you.” – he said angrily. Your hands grabbed a cabinet as you held onto it. – “Why are you ignoring me Y/n?” – he asked making his tentacles pull harder at you.

Wanting you to let go of the cabinet. – “Payback asshole!” – you shouted trying to kick at his tentacle. Ben called it out, whipping another tentacle at your hands. Screaming, you let go being hit on the hands. The tentacle dragged you over the floor to him. Ben set his foot down on your body. – “You shouldn’t have ignored me.” – he made clear, leaning down to pick you up from the ground.

Breathing frightened, you were at eye-level of him. – “Ben…” – you begged not sure what he would do. Ben stared with a hardened expression at you. Lured in by his gaze, you started to see another meaning behind them. Loneliness? Did he perhaps felt alone?  Was it a reason for him to lash out. Did he feel like he was losing your friendship? Or was he simply feeling all alone in this world? Ben’s gaze was with pity for a moment before his expression hardened once more.

“Ben…” – you whispered out feeling his tentacle slither up your leg to your stomach. Curling around you to keep you in place. – “What are you becoming?” – you asked with worry. – “Nothing!” – Ben shouted back as you felt the tentacle tighten around you. It made you yelp soft at the sudden tension. – “I don’t like this side of you.” – you told him clear off. – “Too bad Y/n!” – Ben answered. His tentacle slithering higher up. You felt it slither around your chest and over your shoulders.

Ben’s gaze still on you as they slowly drifted to your lips. You felt yourself get pushed closer to him. Inches away from him. Your eyes widened feeling the tentacle slither more up towards your neck. The muscles tightening around your throat. Ben didn’t seem to notice, his gaze fixated on your eyes. Your eyes widened a bit, yelping out a soft sound. The strength of his tentacles, slowly suffocating you. – “Ben…” – you shrieked out, choking. Your airpipe getting shut as you were breathless. Ben’s gaze went rapidly over your expression. Trying to scan and interpret it.

It took him a few seconds to understand. Shocked he jumped back. His tentacles releasing on you as you dropped to the ground. Having no idea his tentacles were doing this to you. Sure he was a bit angry at you for ignoring him, but he didn’t want to kill you. – “Y/n!” – he shouted in fear, retracting his tentacles. He sunk to his knees, pulling you onto his lap. – “Y/n breath! Come on Y/n. Don’t die on me now!” – he called out, pressing his hand against your cheek. Not sure what to do, he leaned down, pressing his lips onto yours.

Spreading your lips with his, he blew air into your lungs. Just one blow was enough for you to get a freakish feeling. Jumping up and pushing Ben away from you. Ben blinked stunned at you whilst you coughed loud. – “The hell Ben!” – you yelled at him, wanting to punch him. Ben caught you by surprise, wrapping his arms around you. – “Good you are still here.” – he whispered to you. – “Thought I was leaving you?” – you asked, giving him a punch against his back. You felt his head rub out a yes against your shoulder.

It made you wrap your arms tighter around him. – “I’m not going anywhere silly squid.” – you told him. – “You just didn’t need to make my life hell because of your fears.” – you accused him with a glare. – “Sorry.” – he let out ashamed. You gave him a playful shove against his head for being so annoying. – “Do you need some more CPR Y/n?” – he asked. – “What? No?” – you responded confused. Before you knew it, Ben had pushed his lips onto yours, cupping your cheeks. You happily kissed him back. Knowing it was all a charade to hide his true fears. Fear of ending up alone.

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[raving-raven-writing]

I was scrolling through old/half finished fanfics I had for TUA and came across something that was set post season 3. I was reading it and was enjoying the brotherly bond between the two of them, and then kind of laughed, "Yeah, well, Steve Blackman ruined that perfectly good relationship." When I get more time off work, I will probably go about finishing that one, along with my Ben and Luther one as they are both one shots. I saw someone mention on here about how with platonic/brotherly bonds, Blackman kind of estranges them from one another. For example, season 4 of Klaus and Ben vs season 3 Klaus and Ben. Klaus was actually trying to include Ben and trying to get him to let his walls down. Season 4 and there was next to zero interaction...and I was like, "What? I guess that was just the copious amount of alcohol they were consuming or what?"

Still super disappointed with the season finale. In my eyes, there were only three seasons. It had the perfect, open-ended, ambiguous ending of them finding they are now powerless and they all go their separate ways. Perfect way to end things imo. But honestly, in the past few days, I have read some really good fanfiction of S4 Rewrites/Fix-It. So good that they probably should have been on the actual writing team for S4.

[fiyero3305]

Sparrow Ben has this hanging in his crypto office

Inspired by the latest chapter of @sleepycoffins-and-benhargreeves new fic

[sugak00kie03]

Okay everyone I have an amazing fanfiction idea I need someone to bring to life. It is a Ben Hargreeves x reader, you are also an umbrella but after Ben dies you can still see and feel him and he can still touch you. So say it’s like season 2 and you are staying with Klaus in his cult house and you are like pregnant with Ben’s baby (let’s say 6 months) and then when everyone time travels back to 2016 you see sparrow Ben and think he is your Ben. That’s all I have really but it’s just a brilliant idea. Thank you

[hannahhook7744]

Random Prompt idea;

Human Grace in 1981-1984 decides to take a look at what her ex is up to (while visiting Pongo) and finds out he not only built a robot with her face and name attached but that he also adopted seven kids he is mistreating and flips her shit.

Yelling at him until he signs over custody.

Yelling at Pongo "WHAT ARE YOU DOING ALLOWING THIS"

Looking at her robot self and telling her to pack her things because she's coming too.

Only for Robot Grace to be like "I am not programmed to leave."

Cue Pongo being forced to fix Robot Grace's programming so she can leave with the kids and human Grace.

Regained being Reginald tries buying/adopting more of the kids only for Human Grace to beat him to it (she doesn't get Sloane but she still ends up in the family because of Luther).

Cue Human Grace being the best mom, mother in law, grandma, and person ever.

And Reginald gets nothing because he deserves nothing.

(thanks @panthera-tigris-venenata for inspiring the idea lol).

[behrads-world]

The Umbrella Academy x Reader

Agreeing to filming this reality TV show was one of the most ridiculous ideas you’ve ever been on board with.

“A bonding experience” Sloane had said when she brought it up. Backing it up with the notion that you were all family, despite what timeline you were from.

Viktor, bless his heart, was the first to fold. Always the sucker for keeping peace in the family. And after hours of persistent persuasion, got the tougher family members to go along with it.

You and Five both argued that nobody needs to be in your business anymore than they already are. You mostly because you were camera shy, rather than Five's reasoning.

In the end, ultimately everyone agrees, Allowing a camera crew into your shared home with a fair amount of enthusiasm.

Now, you all stand around a coffee machine, or what remains of the coffee machine. Various pieces of the item scattered along the counter top and the floor.

You could hear five grumbling behind you about finally getting a coffee machine only for it to be destroyed. You felt for the poor boy really. Coffee was more important to Five than, well Five was to Five.

Marcus, the sparrows number one, had called you all together, trying to solve the mystery as to who broke it and if you were being entirely honest, you were already over this self proclaimed “family meeting”.

“So who broke it, I’m not mad. I just want to know” True to his word, he didn’t seem angry, although he was more relaxed than a normal person would be if they discovered their coffee machine broken. If you paid money for something you’d be angry that it’s been destroyed.

Nobody answered, even Five had stopped his angry ranting to god knows who. Between the 14 of you, this was the quietest it’s ever been. Nobody wanted to step up, and you couldn’t blame them.

It’s three in the morning and a handful of people had already turned in for the night before being rudely interrupted, and even though some of the family were still awake you all stood in your pajamas.

You mentally snorted as your eyes flickered to Luther, who was wearing the owl onesie you gifted him for his birthday, a cheap present considering it was also yours and the other five siblings' birthday .It warmed your heart that he had kept it.

The ruckus also woke the camera crew, who you had so kindly let stay with y’all, prepped with cameras and lights, ready to capture the drama.

So, in order to save you all from this misery, you broke the silence. “I did, I broke it”, and you hoped the lie was convincing enough to let Marcus let go of it.

“No, No you didn’t, Jayme?” Well that didn’t work, you guess that Marcus caught onto the fact that you never drink coffee, or go nowhere near that machine. Either way, he looks to Jayme, questioning the droopy eyed girl.

“Don’t look at me, look at Alphonso”, She drew the attention away from her, giving her other brother a weak point of her index finger.

“What?I didn’t break it” He held his hands up in defense. Alphonso, unlike the others, looked more awake, probably from being accused.

Jayme, raised a suspicious eyebrow “Huh, that’s weird, how did you know that it was broken?” You facepalmed at the ridiculously obvious question.

“Because it’s right there in front of us and it’s broken” Viktor points out, confused as to why she would ask such a thing while you made a note to yourself to tease him about his bed head when this is all over.

“Very suspicious, if you ask me” Jayme says, to which Ben groans.

“This…” He gestures to everyone in the room, still including the camera crew. “Is ridiculous, can’t we just finish this in the morning?”

“No” You jump as Five exclaims from behind you. Out of everyone here you had thought Five would be the least interested.

Through your furious heartbeat, you looked at the boy in question, opening your mouth to speak to him.

“Why the hell do you care?” Allison spoke first, and your voice died in your throat. You closed your mouth, seeing no reason to continue looking like a fool.

The cube, Christopher, shook, its color changing indicates that he’s speaking. The only ones that can understand him are the sparrows so you're used to just ignoring him.

Fei agrees with what Christoper says, prompting Diego to lean toward you. “What the hell did he say?” Your only response being a shrug of your shoulders. He knows none of the umbrellas can understand the talking, floating cube but that doesn’t stop him from asking EVERY. SINGLE.TIME.

“If it matters, probably not, but Sloane was the last one to use it.” Fei says, no longer sporting her signature glasses, and the scars on her face are more apparent under the moonlight and lights from the cameras.

“Lair, I don’t even drink that crap.” You and her both, Maybe you both could advocate for a “coffee kills” fundraiser.

“Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee machine earlier?” Fei retaliated, crossing her arms.

“I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that fei.”

“Goodie, another beauty guru, do you think you could help me? Cause my cuticles are jacked up” Klaus spoke up, his voice soft and filled with sleep.

Diego clamps a hand on Klaus’s shoulder, and you can’t tell if the action was meant to shut him up or comfort him. But it seemingly worked in doing both.

“Okay, let’s not fight please. I broke it. Let me pay for it Marcus” You try again, and you hear a chorus of “yeahs” and “let us sleep” from all around you.

Marcus wasn’t buying it. “No! Who broke it” He was so pressed about the situation while everybody else couldn’t care less.

“Marcus, Luther has been awfully quiet “ Fei accuses.

“ReAlLy”

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“I broke it, I burned my hand so I punched it.” Marcus was being interviewed separately by the camera crew, sitting confidently cross legged on the couch. Proud of himself.

In the background he could faintly hear the rest of the siblings arguing, adding to his joy “I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick”

Marcus smiled. “Good, It was getting a little chummy around here.”

<3

This was based on an incorrect quote I saw so I hope you enjoyed.

[sonder-writes]

the last chapter!! finally!! and my version of wrapping up the entire show

fic summary: The Umbrella Academy are in a new timeline now and they have to navigate not having their powers (and losing other things too), newfound lost love interests, dopplegängers, and Reginald's stash of marigold.

[umbrellalavender]

I don’t really do much self promotion on here, but I’ve finally finished my Umbrella Academy fanfiction! I haven’t uploaded since October 2nd 2023 so I’m extremely proud of myself.

Honestly, big up fic writers! I don’t get how you write so quickly!

So here it is:

This is a post season 4 fic in which Sparrow Ben and Umbrella Ben talk to one another in the afterlife :)

[sissytobitch10seconds]

Suitably Distracted

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Summary: Ben follows Viktor after the fight Allison started. Things go a little awry once they're in a closed room together. Warnings: Panic attacks and anxiety Word Count: 3,875 Ship(s): Ben Hargreeves/Viktor Hargreeves

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The Umbrellas were once again in their living room.

This time, their father was safely locked away in the attic that they had transformed into a suite to fulfill all of his needs. He was likely watching his favorite program and eating the flavorless sandwich that Grace always made him for his lunch. 

They had also invited the other hero team into their home this time, which was seeming like a less than good idea the longer that time went on. They were sitting instead of standing with a whole host of furniture between them, which meant that if a fight broke out then it was going to get very complicated very quickly. The Sparrow side of the room was also full of less people than it had been originally because they had already lost a good deal of their teammates.

“Where’s the little one with the big powers?” Fei asked, the last to arrive from their side. She had one of her ravens perched on her shoulder so that she could see the others and where she was going. She moved like an elegant cloud of black smoke over to the couch, where she sat with one of her legs crossed over the other and her black glasses glinting in the light of the daylight bulbs.

Ben knew the names of all the Umbrellas by now, but he didn’t really care enough to correct her on who she was talking about. He looked over to the other side of the room so that he could assess them again, like a good leader always should. Diego was sitting on the couch with Lila beside him, though she wasn’t technically an Umbrella. Luther and Sloane had moved a footstool from the chair closest to the fire and were sitting on it with their hands bundled up into a complicated web of fingers. Allison was lounging in the chair furthest away from Luther, looking like she had just come off a five-day bender. Five was pacing around behind the couch with his fingers threaded together behind his back and his face pinched. Klaus was still absent, but that didn’t really mean much because he was never very helpful in situations like that.

“Yes, Allison, I would like to know that too,” Five nearly snarled. He stopped his pacing and then placed both of his hands on the back of the couch so that he could lean menacingly towards her. Ben was surprised at the rapidness in which his knuckles turned white, which implied some kind of iron deficiency.

“I told you that I don’t know. He could be on the other side of the world at this point,” she huffed. “I left him when I brought Harlan to the Sparrows.”

Ben’s stomach roiled when he remembered the trunk of her car popping to reveal the body. She had murdered him in a truly brutal way, especially to get someone of his height and stature into that small of a space. He had been threatening the old man from the moment that he knew Harlan existed, but he wasn’t sure that they ever would have actually killed him. He had been half against the killing of their enemies since the Jennifer Incident. They had mostly just wanted to get the upper hand on the other superhero squad.

“You left your brother unattended somewhere? With that kind of power?” he said after he had repressed the gag at the memory. 

The smell of blood and rotting flesh was something that was going to haunt him for the rest of his life. The first time he was exposed to it, he had been eight and they had just been sent on their first mission. It was supposed to be something small, a staged bank robbery, but it had gone wrong. They had gotten the directions wrong and were sent to a real crime with people actually trying to kill them. The Horror had reached out of the portal in his stomach without his permission and had killed all three robbers before anything else had the chance of happening. Reginald hadn’t been pleased, but he also hadn’t been happy. Ben had been disgusted and had to be soothed by his nanny for three days before he was able to return to training.

“He’s a grown man, he can fend for himself,” Allison scoffed.

“He can’t,” Diego shook his head. Lila elbowed him and then the two started arguing in what they must have thought were hushed whispers. Ben could hear them easily and clearly, but he didn’t care enough to actually pay attention to the thinly veiled flirting.

“The last time that Viktor was left alone he caused an apocalypse and then gave a kid superpowers,” Five grumbled. “The time before that, he started dating a serial killer.”

“Actually the last time that he was left alone he snuck out with a prisoner to try and take Harlan’s powers away,” Luther corrected.

As interested as Ben was in the whereabouts of the rather handsome human-shaped bomb that belonged to the other team, they had more pressing matters. He slammed his hands down onto the couch in front of him and then said, “None of his matters.”

“He’s right,” Sloane nodded. “I have a plan that would include him, but we have to make sure that it’s going to work for both of our teams first.”

Luther leaned further into her and gave her a sickly sweet look that made Ben want to gag. “What’s the plan?” he asked before his sister could get thoroughly off topic again.

She let out a little sigh and then began to play with the frontmost strand of her hair, something that she always did when she was nervous or thinking. Ben wondered if Luther had picked up on that yet, after the short amount of time the two had spent together. “Well, I was thinking that Viktor could use his powers to contain the Kugelblitz with me and then we could have Chris eat it.”

“Eat it?” Luther asked, furrowing his brows as he turned towards his new girlfriend. It was something that they all seemed to do when they were confused about something.

Ben thought that it was awful that he was beginning to pick up on through lines of their family. He didn’t want to get to know the other team, he wanted them out of his city so that his life could return to some sense of normalcy. Dealing with other people was annoying and made his life far harder than it had any right to be.

“I’m explaining it poorly,” she shook her head. “It’ll be easier to go into if Viktor was here and I could ask him some questions about his powers.”

“Would you be able to do it on your own? Allison questioned.

Five turned towards the girl with a suspicious look on his face, expressing exactly what Ben was feeling. Her adamance that she didn’t know where he was and that they didn’t need him for the plan was beginning to get more and more obvious as time went on. That usually meant that she had done something to him that she shouldn’t have, which was going to complicate matters heavily.

Before anyone could ask for the man again, there was a bang down the hall. Ben had lived in the mansion in his entire life and knew the sound of their front door being closed with too hard. It was usually him that was making that noise, so it was a bit surreal to hear it echoing from the other side of the house.

That sound was followed with heavy footsteps and then Viktor barreled into the living room. He had streaks of dirt on his clothing and a scrape the size of his entire forearm that had messily scabbed over. There was also a deep gash on his cheek, but it had been cleaned and sealed properly so it was unlikely that it had happened from whatever had happened between him and his sister. “Where is he?” Viktor demanded as he charged towards Allison.

“Who? Harlan?” she asked. When Viktor didn’t say anything right away, she scoffed and tilted her head away from him. “Does it matter?”

“Allison! You said that you were going to help me save him. You promised,” he snarled.

She was up from her chair in a matter of seconds. The chunky heals that she was wearing increased her height enough that she towered over him. Ben hadn’t seen someone look that feral since he had caught his own face in the mirror the day after their fifteenth birthday when his first mission had actually gone wrong. “What does a fucking promise matter when you were already lying to me? To all of us?”

Diego scoffed somewhere behind her when she tacked on the last bit. Ben could already tell that she was somewhat like Jayme, who did things for herself and then tacked on other people so that it was harder to criticize her. He bit his cheek as he tried to push back the feeling of grief that was threatening to overwhelm him. He could mourn the siblings that he had lost when everything was all said and done, but not while they were in the middle of it. 

“I never lied to you,” Viktor shook his head.

“Oh yeah? Then when were you going to tell me about our mothers?” Allison asked.

The others stopped and Five turned towards his brother, “What about our mothers, Viktor?”

The aforementioned superhero opened his mouth to answer and then swiftly closed it again. His hands were balled down at his sides and the room was rumbling just a little bit as he tried to contain his powers. Allison turned towards her siblings and said, “Harlan was the one that killed our mothers. He was the one that got us involved in this whole mess.”

“It wasn’t his fault, I was the one that gave him the powers that he used to make all of that happen and so I wanted to be the one to fix all of it. You promised that you would help me with that before you decided to be a petty, backhanded, fifteen-year-old bitch. He was just a little boy, he didn’t ask for all of this!” Viktor snapped. He had obviously been trying to keep that inside and now it was all exploding out of him in a rush of emotion. Thankfully, his skin was only glowing instead of releasing his extra powers into the air around him.

“A little boy? He was a grown ass man when he killed our mothers,” Allison snapped sadistically. “You want to know who was an innocent child that didn’t deserve to die? Claire!”

“That wasn’t my fault,” Viktor object as he shook his head. “There was no guarantee that you would have done the same things that you did in the original timeline or that you wouldn’t already be raising your kid as your double. I was trying to encourage you but I think that the only thing I did was encourage your bad habits.”

Allison folded her arms over her chest for a moment before she leaned forward and shouted, “Shut up!” The air rippled with power and Viktor’s eyes glazed over with white. When they returned back to their regular color, he was grasping at his lips and trying to open them in vain.

“Allison, that’s enough!” Luther shouted as he stood from the couch.

“How did you do that? You didn’t say ‘I heard a Rumor’,” Five said as he stared at his sister. Ben thought that his priorities were a little skewed given that Viktor was still choking on his own spit.

“I little residual gift from Harlan,” she snarled. She was keeping her eyes dead set on her brother instead of turning to the person that she was addressing. 

Viktor continued to scramble to try and get his mouth open. Ben had only almost drowned once, when he had fallen into a mud sinkhole during a mission that they had taken to find a supervillain hiding up in Alaska. He didn’t know if that was comparable to whatever Viktor was going though, but if it was then the other man had his deepest sympathies. 

Allison reached out and struck him across the face before she continued, “You’re right, it is always your fault! Everything that this family has ever been through is all your fault. You’re the one that was always in the way when we were sparring or training, which means that it’s your fault Ben died. Because guess fucking what? You’re nothing better than an apocalypse starter. We should have left you in the basement.”

A flare of bright while light burst from Viktor’s chest and echoed through the room so that each of them were thrown back a couple of stumbling steps. It wasn’t enough to make Allison tip over, nor was it enough to break any windows. The only thing that it did was make them all get far enough away from him that he could flip over and then scramble out of the room.

Everything was silent as they watched the doorframe that Viktor had skittered through. The Umbrellas then erupted into a series of shouts, accusations, and a couple of nearly thrown punches. Luther grabbed Allison’s arm and then turned her so that she was facing him before he asked, “What the Hell is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with me? I’ve lost everything!” she shrieked as she pushed at his chest.

“No, you’ve turned back into the bitch that we all had to deal with when we were teenagers. I thought that the therapy and the healthy marriage would have taught you some shit but it seems that my faith in you was too high,” Diego growled. “Now sit your bitch ass down and we all might help you get back to your fucking husband if you act nice to us.”

She turned to glare at him, but it seemed like what he had said to her was finally getting through her haze of anger. She stalked back to the chair and then slumped down into it with her arms crossed over her chest. She looked like nothing more than a petulant, sulking child. Ben supposed that it was what she was, the Umbrellas didn’t appear to ever get the chance to really grow up.

Sloane tilted her head down and then rubbed her forehead to soothe the headache that was no doubt building there. His poor sister suffered from stress-related migraines and the last couple of days had not been kind to her. “We still don’t have Viktor to ask him about his powers and if they’ll work with our powers.”

“I’ll go to him,” Ben said as he turned on his heel and walked out of the room. None of the Umbrellas seemed like they would be able to actually calm the other man down. Ben wasn’t sure what had happened different in their childhood compared to the Sparrows, but it was something dark and gnarly. He was going to be the best person to try and pull Viktor out of his mind because he had been trained in it and even though he was usually pretty cross with his siblings, he was fairly good with civilians.

He walked down the dark halls of their home, the place where they hadn’t gotten renovations done yet. They had plans for the entire place but it happened slowly because they didn’t like having people in their home at all times. They were doing everything in phases and renovating superficial things like the floors and wallpapers on their own. 

The specific hallway outside of the front room and their living room was the one that they had all used as their bedrooms when they were younger. The rest of his siblings had all chosen to move up further into the house so that they could have their own spaces. Ben himself had only knocked down a wall into what had been Christopher’s room so that he could have a bigger space. As he got closer to his bedroom, he saw that the door was open and there was movement inside.

Something inside of him fluttered with excitement when he realized that Kaz had gone to his room specifically to hide from the reality of the world. He stepped into the space without announcing himself, which was probably a mistake. He should have been thinking more clearly, he knew that he had the capacity and the training. Viktor made his brain go hazy and stupid, though, and so he was very unwilling to try and fight back the cloud.

The man in question had his hands at his sides, clenching and unclenching them rhythmically. He had a pair of headphones over his ears and a cassette player was clipped to his chest by the neck of his shirt. His eyes were closed and his lips were pursed as he tried to calm himself down. Ben could almost smell the anxiety that was coming off of him in waves.

Ben had only been there for a couple of seconds, just long enough that he was able to take in what the other man was doing, before he was noticed. Viktor turned towards the other man and then ripped the headphones off of his ears so that he was once again exposed to the outside noises that he had been trying to block out. “S-sorry, is this your room? Back in my own universe it was mine so it was the only place that I could think of to go.”

He pushed himself off of the wall and then took a step forward so that he and Viktor were facing each other. He looped one of the headphone ears around his finger and tugged it closer to his own ear so that he could hear what was playing. “Farm noises?”

“Th-the only cassettes that Harlan has are weird sounds and it was the one that was most soothing to me,” Viktor replied awkwardly as he took the device back. He slumped down onto Ben’s bed for only a second before he stood up and began to pace in his tiny circle again.

It wasn’t hard to see that the poor man was having a panic attack. His entire body was quivering with the force of the adrenaline in his system and he had already removed his jacket because his sweating. Ben had had his fair share panic attacks and had helped his siblings through several as well. He knew the kinds of things that tended to work for them only because he knew them so well before they had happened, which wasn’t going to be the case with Viktor.

“What were they talking about the basement for? As far as I know there’s nothing in the basement of the Academy other than the luggage room,” Ben pried. Getting to the root of the panic was usually the thing that helped Sloane when she was waking from a nightmare.

“That’s because I was dead when the Academy was built in this universe. In the one that I came from, Dad made a tiny soundproof box down there so that he could keep my locked up in case anything went wrong. It was meant to be a failsafe if I ever had to go off my medication or decided that I wouldn’t take them, which was what actually happened. It’s the scariest place that I’ve ever been in my fucking life and Allison is a bitch for saying that she would have left me there. They did leave me there! I had to get myself out of the stupid fucking box with the sound of my own heartbeat before I started hallucinating,” he rambled.

Ben blinked. His father had been strict with them and had worked them to the bone at times, but he had never done anything that serious. He had apparently been more right than he had thought when he saw the twisted root of trauma deep inside of the Umbrellas.

It was clear that his first tactic wasn’t working as well as he had hoped. He tried to wrack his brain for other things that he could do. He had never been any good at coaching someone through breathing or mindfulness exercises, not like Marcus was. It was one of his biggest insecurities and it had grown to the size of a monster when he had lost the place as the Number One of the Sparrows. That meant that his only option left was distraction.

Ben pushed himself up from his chair and then caught Viktor by the sleeve of his white t-shirt. He looked adorable and yet so scared that it made Ben’s normally frozen heart ache with the need to protect him. “Kiss me,” he blurted.

Viktor blinked, and then blinked again. A small smile spread across his lips as he asked, “What?”

“I’ve heard that holding your breath is good for anxiety. If you kiss me then you’ve got a new sensation to focus on and you’re holding your breath,” he shrugged.

“I don’t think that’s how that works,” Viktor laughed, bright and mimicking the sound of tinkling bells. It was one of the best sounds that Ben had ever heard and he wanted to drown in it. 

“It could be, you don’t know,” he replied snidely back, though his own smile was spreading across his face.

The smaller man let out a small chuckle and then placed his hand on the back of Ben’s neck. He stood on his tiptoes to bring their lips together in a quick peck of a kiss before he dove in for more.

It only took that for Ben’s hands to wrap around Viktor’s hips so that he could hold the smaller superhero close to his body. He had never felt something that strong, something that could actually cut through the haze of depression in his mind and replace it with something that made him feel so good. It was addicting, the push and pull of lips and tongues and teeth. The smell of Viktor was invading his nose and flowing down his throat like the best medicine.

He had kissed Viktor so that he could help the other man calm down from his anxiety, but Ben was already convinced that it was actually healing him.

“There, no more anxiety for either of us,” he breathed when they had to break apart.

“Yeah. That was nice,” Viktor whispered as he placed his forehead down on Ben’s collarbone. “If I go out there and play nice with Allison, do you promise to do it again?”

“Are you trying to bribe me?” Ben asked. Despite his snappish comments, he didn’t move his arms from where they were wound around Viktor’s waist. 

“Am I being that obvious?” Viktor giggled.

“Yes, but you’re cute so I’ll let it slide.”

“Why thank you,” Viktor smiled as he untucked his face. Ben cupped his cheek and then leaned down as he gave the kiss that he had just promised. He could get used to that feeling

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A bend in space-time Season 3 - [Chapter 17: The many faces of Jennifer]

[Chapter 17: The many faces of Jennifer] Links : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN

Summary: After being forced to leave Klaus to his “training” with Reginald Hargreeves, Rin meets Sparrow-Ben in the corridor of Hargreeves Mansion.

Excerpt:

"I never thought seeing Chris’s face again would make me want to kick his ass so badly."

I blink, I splash more water onto my face, and shut off the faucet before grabbing a random towel. This version of Ben knows my powers better than most. He likely realizes that if he tried to physically throw me out, he’d pass right through me. And that Chris, for his part, would probably do far worse to him. So I meet his gaze calmly. After the morning I’ve had, his obnoxious attitude doesn’t even faze me.

"I’m not Chris", I tell him, though I know how unsettling this must be for him. "Just like you’re not our Ben."

I’ve seen my companions reactions to him since our arrival, especially Klaus’s. Having lost his brother for the second time, he was particularly shaken and, in a way, somewhat happy to find an illusion of Ben. But - having lived through something similar with Chris - I know we’re light-years away from being the same people.

"Our Ben? Pardon me, but you should know that the muscle-bound gorilla you call Luther is now wearing the Sparrows uniform and has made it quite clear that you’re just a tag-along."

My eyebrows knit, and it’s not because Luther is cozying up to Sloane. No. I’ve always fought to remain outside the Hargreeves dynamic, that’s a fact. But now I feel almost hurt to be considered an outsider? Clearly, that was Ben’s intention, and it annoys me that he succeeded.

"I’d advise you against making value judgments", I say sharply. "I saw your portrait above the living room fireplace, and I know what it means."

Any sane person might think that the portraits Reginald Hargreeves displays so prominently are meant to glorify or memorialize the subjects. Five, in our timeline. Ben, in this one. But no, they’re not. These portraits are a wall of shame: a constant reminder of those who have failed, an example not to follow, an overt, ever-present accusation of disappointment. Ben knows this better than anyone, and I can see the fury boiling in him as he clutches his sketchbook.

"Vermin, I’ll turn you into fossil energy."

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I chose to insert an OC - Rin - into the plot of The Umbrella Academy, appearing almost only in deleted scenes. This fic is not a self-insert nor a OC-centric fic : Rin exists to flesh out the canon characters, and the fic is mostly focusing on Klaus. Please read the introduction for more details ♡

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Under the Sparrow's umbrella (Umbrella!Reader x Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves)

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Loud footsteps made you all slowly turn. Still half confused about the sudden change in interior. Your eyes widened at the sight of him at the upper level. – “Ben!” – you exclaimed happily. The Ben at the top grabbed the railing, jumping over it as he landed firm on his feet. He slowly rose while you were gaping in awe at him. – “Ben!” – Klaus said loudly, opening his arms to go and hug him. Ben pulled his nose up, slapping his arms away. – “You are trespassing hobo.” – he commented in detest.

Klaus pressed his hand to his heart, shocked. – “You hurt my feelings Ben.”  - Klaus said making Ben scoff. – “A matter of fact… you all are.” – Ben continued, tugging his hand in his pocket. – “What’s with the uniform?” – Five questioned. It was only now that you all noticed it. The change of color and emblem on his uniform. – “You wouldn’t get it schoolboy.” – Ben responded. Five clenched his jaw, ready to jump at him if Luther hadn’t held him back.

Your eyes widened seeing more people appear on the upper level. – “Need any help brother?” – a girl spoke. Ben held his hand up. – “I can handle these…” – his gaze went obviously up and down cocky over your posture. – “Children.” – he addressed glancing at Five. Five gritted his teeth as you held him back by his shoulder.

“We aren’t trespassing this is our home!” – Luther called out. – “We are the Umbrella academy.” – he said looking at his siblings to back him up. – “You are dead.” – he added pointing at Ben. Ben scoffed loud. – “Clearly I’m not!” – he said. – “And this is the Sparrow academy.” ��� he explained as his siblings came downstairs. – “Sparrow?” – Diego whispered out, looking at Victor. Victor shrugged his shoulders. You stepped forwards making Ben glance intrigued at what you might say.

“Maybe this is all kind of messed up. I mean we did just time-jump back here.” – you concluded. – “But that man…” – you pointed at the portrait of Reginald. – “Is our father.” – you finished. Ben chuckled, eying you up and down. – “Oh right! Time-jump well maybe father saw how useless you all are and decided he needed to adopt other children. Children who wouldn’t be so worthless.” – he pushed you back by your forehead.

You stumbled back as Diego caught you before you could trip. – “Sparrow Ben is a dick!” – you told him seeing him nod. Clearly this Ben wasn’t like the Ben you knew. The Ben you grew up with. Ben glanced over his shoulder to his siblings by his side. – “Let’s show them out.” – he smirked, expression hardening on you. – “That one’s mine.” – he grunted out. You swallowed nervously slowly backing up.

Ben moved his body as his tentacle arms shot out. You screamed loud when they lurched towards you. You quickly dove under the coffee table as a tentacle missed you. Eyes widened when the table got lifted up. Ben tilting his head murderously enjoyable at you. – “Gotcha!” – he laughed out. You shrieked moving your hands up to block his next attack. Ben smiled greedily when he forced his tentacles down to you. You gasped hard when your brother Five popped up near you, knelt down.

In a split second he had his arms around you, teleporting with you. Ben’s tentacles went down, grabbing thin air as it made him glare. You re-appeared in the hallway, gasping loud. – “Definitely not our Ben.” – you breathed out. Five held his finger up telling you to wait while he teleported again. – “Umbrella girl.” – you heard Ben call out tauntingly. – “Come out and play.” – he went on making you tense your jaw. So not your Ben.

You left your hiding place, spotting Diego throwing knives coming into the hallway backwards. He nearly bumped into you, ready to throw knives at you. – “Watch me sis, I got knives!” – he scolded you. Diego and you backed up when Ben came in the hallway. – “There you are!” – he said as you were standing behind your brother, hand on his shoulder.

Your eyes falling on the knife he was holding. – “I’ll take that.” – you told Diego, plucking the knife from him. – “Wha…?” – before he could be more visibly confused, you threw the knife at Ben. It scraped his arm, sliding his vest a bit open. The knife clattered to the ground as you smiled embarrassed at him. Ben grunted looking at his torn vest. Diego gave you a brotherly slap against the back of your head. – “Don’t touch my knives.” – he called out. – “Diego not the right time.” – you told him between a held up smile. – “No Y/n I already told you; you don’t touch my knives.” – he continued holding his finger up.

Meanwhile Ben cracked his knuckles readying himself to attack you with his tentacles again. – “Diego Run!” – you shouted, pulling him with you by his vest. His eyes widened seeing the tentacles speeding his way. Diego quickened his pace, taking the front as he was dragging you along now. You made it outside just in time. Out of breath you encountered Klaus sitting on the porch. – “Oh there you are I was starting to wonder if any of you were going to show up.” – he casually said making Diego nudge his legs to get up.

Not a moment later busted Allison, Luther, and Victor out. Five teleported a second later, adjusting his vest. – “Now this is a major issue.” – he said stroking his hand over the back of his head. – “You think!” – Allison blurted out. She scoffed loud taking a walk. Luther going after her which led to Victor following to Diego and Klaus following. You motioned to Five with your head to come along. He nodded giving you a weary smile.

*

Ben clicked his tongue hatefully at you. You rolled your eyes at him. – “Is Luther here? I know you have him so don’t even try to lie to me.” – you called out, letting yourself in the Sparrow Academy without approval of him. Ben scoffed, grabbing you by your wrist to a stop. – “Listen princess, what if we have him?” – Ben said as you pulled your hand out of his grip. – “Maybe he finally has seen how much more potential this family has considered against yours.” – he mocked, knowing it would taunt you.

You tensed your jaw, glaring at him. You turned away from him, shouting loud in the hallway. – “Luther! Luther come down!” – your voice booming loud in the hallway. Ben grabbed your hand to stop you as he immediately flinched his hand back after coming in contact with yours. He rubbed his hand. – “So you do have abilities. For a while I thought you were their mascot.” – he replied with a sneer. You smiled sarcastically at him, showing him your hand as electricity moved around your fingers.

You had given him a small electric shock the moment he grabbed your hand. – “Luther! Come out we are going home!” – you yelled loud. Ben grabbed for your shoulder as you flung your arm back to release his touch on you. – “Listen squid, you touch me one more time and I’ll fry you!” – you threatened. Ben chuckled. – “I’d like to see you try.”

He didn’t have to say that twice. You let electricity surround your hands, extending your hands out to him as the electricity hit him flat in the chest. Ben got flung against the wall, dropping coughingly down. He pressed his hand against his chest watching you walk off. – “Luther! Luther where the hell are you?” – you shouted for his attention. As you were about to step on the stairs, your path was blocked by Christopher. He changed color while bleeping something.

“You want to have a go cube?” – you taunted having enough of being held back. Christopher turned a bright red as you acted faster than him. You electrocuted him. His entire cube shivering till he dropped to the ground. – “Luther!” – you screamed out stepping over the cube. You came upstairs, hearing Luther’s voice come from out of a room. You went in, trying not to be amazed by the gym set up in the house. – “Y/n?” – Luther said confused jumping up.

Sloane sitting beside him as she stopped smiling. You pointed at him. – “We are going home!” – you made clear. Luther looked briefly down at Sloane, hesitating. – “Luther I said we are going home!” – you repeated not wanting to stay one minute longer with the Sparrows. Out of breath appeared Ben behind you. – “Luther you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” – he said rather warmly and caring.

It made you frown, staring stunned at his sudden friendliness. – “Shut up!” – you told him, having enough of his ego. – “Luther. Let’s go home.” – you said in a friendlier tone. Luther was still hesitant as you could practically hear Ben snicker in your ear. – “Luther I am your family. I’m your sister… please come home…I need you.” – you begged as Ben snorted loud at your confession.

You let your hand be surrounded by electricity as you touched Ben’s side. He jumped aside at the sudden sting in his side. Luther sighed deep, apologizing to Sloane. He walked over to you as you hugged him. Or rather he hugged you, lifting you up and squashing you in his tight embrace. – “Let’s go home sis.” – he said patting you on the head. You stuck your tongue out to Ben to rub it just that little bit more in his face.

Ben gave you a smile full of mockery back. God how much you hated him. How you also hated that he was exactly like the Ben you knew only raised more messed up. Ben stepped aside allowing you to leave with Luther. – “Are we just going to let them leave?” – Jayme questioned loudly. – “Let’s just kill them now!” – She insisted on. Ben held his hand up to silence her. Looking back to you for as long as he could.

*

Jayme was running after you. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw her approaching. Her expression hard and tense. Puffing loudly, you tried to keep in front of her, outrunning her. – “Hey Umbrella!” – she called out tauntingly speeding up. You felt her grip to you closer, her hand moving over your back to put you to a stop. You came to a halt as she had grabbed a hold of your hair. – “I wasn’t done talking.” – she said teasingly pulling you back by your hair.

You inhaled sharp through your nose, at the brink of giving her a piece of your own mind. You stepped back as she kept moving backwards. Feeling a sudden tug on your hair, made you turn your head to look. Ben’s hand firm around her wrist as he had pulled it off you. – “What are you doing?” – he said coldly, pushing her wrist to her it made her stumble backwards. Jayme puffed some hair out of her face. – “Getting revenge on the umbrella.” – she called out, glaring at you.

Ben glared right back at her. You observed their interaction with curiosity. Ben glanced your way, softening his expression. With a touch of his hand on your lower back, you felt your heart flutter for him. – “Ben let me just…” – Jayme started launching her hand at you. Ben caught her by the wrist again. Her hand clawed out inches away from your face. It made you widen your eyes brief, taking a subtle step back to have her hand out of your face. He swayed his finger to the side, shaking his head.

Jayme gritted her teeth, slapping her hand out of his grip, accidently hitting him in the face. Ben touched his cheek from the impact. Your eyes widened and hardened with anger. – “You hit him!” – you called out. – “How dare you hit him!” – you added while Ben waved his hand at you that it was alright. You called out a war cry, jumping at Jayme. You wrapped your legs around her while slapping her on top of her head. Jayme was receiving the impact trying to get you off. – “Get her off!” – Jayme screamed irritated.

Ben simply crossed his arms, smiling teasingly at you. You jumped off her, puffing loud. Jayme glared, readying her teeth to spit at you. Before she could spit at you, you electrocuted her. Her body spasmed till she dropped unconscious to he ground. – “I knew you could handle yourself.” – Ben said teasingly. You smiled sweetly at him. – “I just electrocuted your sister to the ground.” – you told him getting closer.

“Aren’t you getting revenge?” – you whispered standing as close as possible to him. Ben smirked. – “Would you like me to?” – he spoke back. You shrugged your shoulders. – “Try me Sparrow.” – you teased with a flirty smile. Ben’s gaze lowered to your lips as he briefly licked his. You moved your hand forwards as he grabbed it, quickly spinning you around till you were held against his chest.

He took in a deep breath, moving his head down to your shoulder. – “I could just use my abilities on you.” – he pondered with a chuckle. You cleared your throat drawing his attention to the hand he was still holding upwards of yours. A few sparkles of electricity moving around your fingers. He moved his hand over yours, clearly not bothered by the faint electricity running around it. He stretched your arm out, squinting his eye.

He then removed his hand from on top of yours, whispering shoot in your ear. You released a shot of electricity as it flung across the room, hitting a lightbulb hanging on the wall of the hotel. The lightbulb exploded making Ben smile. You turned your head to the side, glancing up to him. Turning your posture more, you were facing him again. Your heart pounding loudly. It has always beaten for Ben. Whether it be Umbrella Ben or Sparrow Ben.

Ben slowly parted his lips. – “I know you loved this other Ben.” – he whispered to you, moving his palm against your cheek. Hardening his grip as he moved his hand further back to your neck, grabbing you there. – “I think I’m gonna steal you from him.” – his last words ended as he forced his lips onto yours. You completely melted under his kiss, Sparrow Ben all you could think about. How much you hoped Umbrella Ben would forgive you for. Even though he was already long gone.

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I am back with a story for TUA. Go check it out if you enjoy Sparrow Ben and Jill since it focuses on them! Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Luther Hargreeves & Number Two | Ben Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves & Number Two | Ben Hargreeves, Number Two | Ben Hargreeves/ Jill Characters: Number Two | Ben Hargreeves, Jill (Umbrella Academy), Klaus Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Sloane Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Lila Pitts Additional Tags: One Shot, Not Canon Compliant, Budding Love, Number Two | Ben Hargreeves | Bentacles, Romance, Attempt at Humor, Self-Indulgent, Tentacle Sex, Kinda, Mild Smut, Kinky, Puppy Love, Ripping Clothes Off, season 4 never happened, POV Multiple  Summary:

Ben and Jill met and clicked super easily. She insists upon meeting the family of the guy she adores, however Ben is reluctant considering that the Hargreeves family are eccentric and dysfunctional, even when they are at their best. But there was also no easy way to say that he and the others had what anyone would call "powers", and he'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't care what she thought. He'd always considered his tentacles to be rather disgusting and that is the last thing that he'd want her to think of him.

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TUA Fic: Witchy Prompts 08

Witchy Prompts via @myloveforhergoeson

08. Infected

Something weird is happening to Alphonso. In his health lessons he learned to expect that his body would be changing with puberty, but among the various symptoms, none of them ever mentioned that his skin would begin melting and drooping off his body.

It was subtle at first, just a small wrinkle under his chin. He didn’t think anything of it, then that wrinkle grew, and began to dangle, and he started pulling up the collar of his shirt and tying the knot of his necktie extra thick to try to cover it up. There were no lotions or ointments in the house so he tried washing it vigorously with soap and water. Hot water. Scalding water. Multiple times a day. Anything to get the rash or whatever it was to stop spreading, but it was no use. With anxious, fearful eyes he watched in the mirror as the infected area grew daily. Once a patch the size of his palm began to resemble melted cheese he finally did the unthinkable and sought his father’s help.

Standing in the entryway of Reginald’s office, Alphonso sees his father writing in his journal and cross-referencing with previous entries. There are never good times to address Reginald Hargreeves, but during his journaling was maybe the worst. Still, Alphonso summons his courage and knocks on the polished mahogany door frame.

“Dad?”

The man looks up from his journal.

“Number 04, if this is about the condition of your neck which you so ineffectively attempt to obscure with your collar, I have neither the time nor the desire to discuss it. You are not ill; it is not dangerous; and it cannot be stopped.”

Alphonso is not surprised by the dismissal, and crushing news dealt with cold detachment from his father is just standard procedure, but he can’t help himself. “What is it though?”

“I have given you all the information you need to move on. I have already expressed that I will not be discussing the matter, so any further questioning will be considered insubordination and punished as such.”

Fucking hell. Alphonso thinks as he rolls his eyes and walks away. He loosens his tie on the way back to his room since it’s apparently not doing any good. He slams his bedroom door behind him and belly flops onto his mattress, face buried in his pillow. In a matter of minutes his door opens and he knows it’s Jayme before he even hears her voice.

“Hey, I brought a sash and crown for the drama queen”

“Fuck off, Jayme” he says into the pillow.

“Aww, come on, you’ve earned it! It takes a lot to steal this title from Benny Bitch but you’ve proven that you’re the current reigning”

“Just leave me alone”

He hears her walk across the hardwood floor and feels her sit at the foot of the bed. “No, see that’s what I’ve been doing for the past two weeks waiting for you to get your shit together but it hasn’t worked, so time for a tactical shift. I’m guessing this is about your neck thing?” That makes him sit up. “You could see?” She nods, and he feels himself deflate.

So everyone knew. Everyone saw what was happening and saw him trying to hide it and Ben, Marcus, and Fei were probably already working out ways to use it against him the next time he spars against them. He pulls his knees to his chest.

“So what is it?”

“I don’t know! Dad does, apparently, but he wouldn’t tell me anything about it except that it’s not deadly and it’s going to get worse”

“Worse how?”

“I don’t know. Bigger, I guess. It’s already spread since I first noticed it”

“Like, you’re gonna get full Phantom of the Opera face?” He doesn’t know, so he just shrugs. “That’s so cool!”

“Cool? Are you kidding me?”

“No dude, think about it. We’re freakin’ gods among men. We shouldn’t have to look like them, we should be inspiring fear and awe the second they see us”

Alphonso considers Jayme’s words. She paints an interesting scenario.

“That’s easy to say when you’re not the one becoming a monster”

“Dude I wish I were! Maybe I’ll get scales… or fangs! Imagine me totally snaked out, that’d be sick as hell”

In spite of himself, Alphonso cracks a smile and huffs out a single laugh.

“Seriously though, Phonse, you gotta find a way to own this. You’ve been too mopey lately and I need my partner in crime to get through this shitshow of a family”

“True. No way you could survive these assholes without me”

Alphonso laughs, and Jayme joins in.

“For real though, you good?”

Jayme holds out her hand and Alphonso gives it three claps and a pinkie lock in confirmation.

[gracesworks]

Hello, my name is Grace and I am a fanfiction writer. I am new to writing and I kind of enjoy it when I have time to do it.

The Umbrella academy

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves (Platonic)

Five Hargreeves (NO SMUT)

Klaus x Dave

Alison Hargreeves (Platonic)

Ben Hargreeves (Any season)

Marvel

Tony Stark’s daughter x Character

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson (Platonic)

Loki x Mobius (No smut)

Stucky

Sam Wilson (Platonic)

Rebelde (Translated in English)

Andi Agosti

Rebelde x you

Other Characters I write for

Micheal Bryce (Ryan Reynolds)

Nolan Booth (Ryan Reynolds)

Adult!Adam Reed (Ryan Reynolds)

Courtland Gentry!Six (Ryan Gosling)

Lloyd Hansen (Chris Evans)

Steve Kemp (Sebastian Stan)

Jack Sparrow (Johnny depp) (NO SMUT)

Ledger!Joker (Heath Ledger)

AUs I write for (So far)

Mafia!Stucky

Dark!Stucky

SD/SDBF!Stucky

SDBF!Bucky

Secret Relationship!Any character listed

Secret admire!Any character listed

Avengers!Bucky/Steve

Tattoo Artist!Bucky/Steve

Rape ; Underage Sex ; Piss ; Scat ; Being used as human bathroom ; Abusive Bucky/Steve/Any Character unless it’s past abuse from someone else; Pedophilia ; Pederast ; Blood Related Incest ; Suicide ; Self Harm ; (More may be added)

My request are open!

Please be 18+

[offorestsongs]

OC INTRODUCTION ➻ ELIOTT EMBERS

BASIC INFORMATION

name🪞Eliott Embers age🪞17 years old birthday🪞15th March height🪞168 cm homeland🪞Queendom of Roses class🪞sophmore dominant hand🪞left A sweet-faced student from the Royal Sword Academy. While he's usually very friendly, he often seems to be more focused on his dream world than on what's actually happening around him. Daydreams and made-up stories were always his way of escaping the world. His childhood was far from happy - his mother died in childbirth, his father remarried not long after. Eliott's father was loving in the moments when he wasn't absent, but his new stepmother seemed to care mostly about herself, her own son from her previous marriage, and throwing her husband's wealth around. When his father died too, Eliott was left alone, an unwanted child in the house of somebody who was still like a stranger to him. Despite his bad situation, he never let it get to him. He would often turn to daydreams, imagining that he was actually a lost prince or a gallant knight. Other times, he made up stories about the people he saw in his neighborhood, casting them in the roles of fairy tale characters. Eliott is an endlessly optimistic boy who seems to be able to see the bright side of every situation. He's hardworking by nature and doesn't complain, no matter what life throws at him. At home, he knows how to make himself small, unnoticeable, so he can avoid getting in trouble. He does the chores thrown at him with a placid smile and quietly tolerates any berating. But when he's at school, he acts completely different, letting his true self shine. He's actually pretty popular there, which is no wonder. He acts confident (even when he doesn't actually feel it), he's friendly and charming, and always seem to know exactly what to say to somebody. He also has the reputation of never saying no when somebody asks him for help, though that may not be the best thing - he just usually doesn't know how to. His signature spell is called A Dream, A Wish. It allows him to make the things he writes about come to reality within certain limitations.

OTHER FACTS/TRIVIA

🪞twisted from Cinderella (nobody could've guessed lmao) 🪞really loves writing, his dream job is to write books for kids 🪞tho right now most of what he's writing is fanfiction 🪞his favorite food is pumpkin pie 🪞doesn't actually enjoy doing most of the household chores, but he is very good at them 🪞he never had enough money to buy the clothes he wanted to he learned how to sew his own 🪞animals seem naturally drawn to him, which he's always very delighted by, as he's a big animal lover; he feeds the mice he finds in the house and gives names to the sparrows in the garden 🪞his biggest life goal is to move out of his house

RELATIONSHIPS

Riddle Rosehearts - not only were they neighbors, their bedroom windows were facing each other. Eliott would often watch Riddle, making up stories about his life. Since he didn't know Riddle's name, he would just call him "rose boy" in his head. Since Eliott was already friends with Trey and Che'nya, they finally introduced him to Riddle one day and the two of them became fast friends. It was only natural, in a way. They were both kids from bad homes, desperately needing an escape from their normal lives. Riddle liked how creative Eliott was and in turn Eliott was impressed by how smart Riddle was. They would often talk by sending letters between their windows using magic; Eliott would write stories about the two of them as characters in fairy tales. And then Riddle just completely stopped talking to Eliott. Eliott spent a good few years convinced he must have done something that made Riddle hate him. It was only after Riddle's overblot that he had learned that it was actually Riddle's mother who had found their letters and made Riddle cut off contact. They're friends again now, meeting up as often as they can while going to different schools. Eliott cares for Riddle deeply, and often tends to care about his problems more than about his own. In his dream reality, the two of them would run away and live together. Trey Clover - they knew each other since childhood and would often run around the neighborhood, causing trouble. They're still very close now, keeping in contact even when they don't see eachother for longer periods of time. Trey is probably the person Eliott trusts the most and he's the person Eliott always goes to first with his problems. Every school break, Eliott sneaks out from home to spend some peaceful time at Trey's place - he's always welcomed there, as Trey's parents absolutely adore him. Che'nya - as with Trey, they're also childhood friends. At school, they usually hang out together. If Eliott feels too anxious to do something, Che'nya will most probably drag him into it anyways. Eliott has no idea what his friend is on most of the time, but honestly? It's fun, so he's willing to indulge. The unabashed eccentricity is something he actually really admires about Che'nya.

FICS

orange peel theory

[y0ur-loca1-lyr3]

Hi! Hello! So if you’ve come here, either A, you found my account by chance, or B came here for a question/fanfiction request

So if it’s scenario A, Hello! Welcome to my account! If your interested I primarily write fanfiction, and would love any requests as long as they follow what I have stated below! Feel free to stay as long as you’d like :D

As for those who have questions, or fanfiction requests, then you’re at the right place! Yippee!

Question regulations are simple, nothing disrespectful but aside from that go ahead and ask!

Requests have a few regulations, but as long as followed below, I will for sure get to your request as long as their open!

Overall rules are simple, nothing bigotry in general. This is a safe place and I will not put up with discriminatory comments, questions or requests

Please when giving a request with a possibly sensitive topic give a trigger warning before hand as a forewarning

Fandoms and the characters I write for;

Hazbin Hotel

- Alastor

- Angel dust (nothing smutty)

- Lucifer

- Charlie

- Vaggie

- Husk

- Adam

- Lute

- Vox

- Velvette

Metal Lords

- Hunter Sylvester

- Kevin Schlieb

- Emily Spector

My Hero Academia

- Izuku Midoriya/ Deku

- Bakugo Katsuki

- Todoroki Shoto

- Aizawa Shota/Eraserhead

- Toya Todoroki/ Dabi

- Tenko Shimura/ Shigaraki

- Ochako Uraraka

- Denki Kaminari

- Kirishima

- Jirou

- Momo Yaoyorozu

- Eri (Platonic only.)

- Hitoshi Shinsou

- Any other characters I may have forgotten

Stardew Valley

- Shane

- Sebastian

- Alex

- Harvey

- Abigail

- Emily

- Maru

- Robin

- Leah

- Sam

- Elliot

- Penny

- Haley

- Any other characters I may have forgotten

Star wars

- Kylo Ren/ Ben solo

- Rey Skywalkwer

- Poe Dameron

- FN2187/ Finn

- Din Djarin/ The Mandelorian

The Boys

- Soldier boy

- Frenchie

- Hugh Campbell

The Outsiders

- Johnny Cade

- Ponyboy Curtis

- Sodapop Curtis

- Dallas Winston

- Two-bit

- Steven

The Umbrella Academy

- Five Hargreeves

- Diego Hargreeves

- Allison Hargreeves

- Viktor Hargreeves

- Klaus Hargreeves

- Luther Hargreeves

- Ben Hargreeves (Both Sparrow and Umbrella)

- Any other character I may have forgotten

My requests are only available for one shots and headcanons, no separate part fanfictions. I also only do x reader fanfics

It’s most likely this list is going to be added onto, and other characters can be inquired about if you would like, so please do stay tuned, and stay for as long as you like!

With Love and Kisses,

- Y0urloca1lyr3 <3