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PEACHES AND CREAM !

FIVE HARGREEVES X FEM!READER PAIRING !

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A scoff left your lips after scanning the words the file displayed, the Handler had a slight smile on hers. Five's name in full bold letters, as if to tease you. The Handler knew that you despised Five, and Five couldn't stand you.

“I'm not doing it.” Your hands made their way inside the pockets of your trousers. The Handler could drag you through filth and mud but you weren't going out of your way to pair up with the boy you've tried your best to compete with, but failing miserably. For some reason, even with your great efforts, you've never topped Five when it came to skills.

The Handler simply gave you a smirk, a knowing smirk. “He already agreed.” She watched as the surprised expression adorned your face in a heartbeat. Who would've thought that the Number Five would agree to partner up with someone? Let alone agreeing to be your partner.

Five worked alone, he never needed someone to accompany him. All his life, isolation was all he knew. Even back then in the academy, he liked to do everything alone. He could count all the times he spent time with his siblings in his fingers.

“Well, I don't.” There was no use in being stubborn. You already knew that one way or another you'd be on the mission with Five. You've never had it your way the moment you stepped into the building.

“Am I that bad of a partner?” Five called out, leaning on the doorframe of the Handler's office. Normally, she would've scolded him for barging into her office, but this time, she let it slide because she wanted to see how this one would play out.

He stepped closer toward you, he watched you with careful eyes as you stepped back, afraid that he would get too close. The hatred you had for the boy grew as his kills increased. You watched his hand inching toward the file, his eyes looking for the words that caught his attention earlier while he read the file.

“Number Five and Y/n L/n are needed to be lovers-” he starts, teasing you even further. But before he could finish the sentence, he was cut off by the Handler's sultry voice.

“C'mon now, move along!” She ushered for you and Five to leave, seeing that she had more important things to do than to watch the two assassins argue.

The mission needed two lovers. Unluckily for both of you, the only couple that worked in the Temps Commission was currently on vacation. They were the first ones in line for the mission, but you were left with no choice and you needed to cooperate.

“There's no need to be stubborn, Y/n.” Your legs move forward quickly, trying to get rid of the man babbling beside you. He despised you, that's for sure, but he loved teasing you in a way that you'd get annoyed at him.

He viewed you as a distraction from his cruel reality. He never liked the killing, the blood splattering on his face, the sound of the bullet leaving the gun and in between the eyebrows of the victim. He was forced into this field, he only ever agreed because he wanted his family back.

You, on the other hand, loved the thrill. You loved the adrenaline coursing in your veins as you chase after your target, knowing that you couldn't get enough of the feeling. You loved the smell of the crimson blood as it dripped from the wound you made on the targets. It was exhilarating.

Some would say that it was the root of your success. The root of why you were one of the top assassins on the field. It would be egotistical for some, but with your life, there really wasn't much to brag about.

A sigh left your lips, sinking into defeat. “What exactly are we going to do?”

You marveled at the venue in front of you. The walls are decorated with intricate details, the tiled floor polished until light reflected on it, tables filled with food and alcoholic drinks alike, and finally, rich people laughing and chit-chatting amongst themselves. It was a sight to remember, despite the assignment both of you were destined to do.

Five reacted on his own, quietly observing the place, getting himself an alcoholic drink from the waiter's silver tray. Much to your dismay, Five quickly put a hand on the small of your back. It snapped you out of your thoughts, reminding you that you had a person you committed to.

“Where is he?” You asked, Five still beside you as both of your bodies slithered through the wave of people that we're powerful enough to solve any problem in the world.

Five took a sip of his drink, grimacing at the bitter taste before placing it on another waiter's silver tray, placing his attention back to looking for the host.

“Open your eyes better.” He says with a click of his tongue, a venomous tone to his words. He spoke as if he already found the guy, but in fact, couldn't spot where he was, his eyes scanning the place.

You paid no mind to his attitude, you were used to it anyway. From the corner of your eye, a good-looking man sat on one of the bar stools, sipping his drink while a few men and women tried to get his attention. Your mind automatically recognized the person, the very target.

Without a word spoken, you left Five's grasp, confusing him entirely before following your gaze. He spotted the man that needed to be eliminated. The Commission never told their employees the exact reason as to why a person is needed to be killed off, lies on top of lies, stacking until it eventually falls.

Leo, the target, placed all his attention on you as you tried your best to earn his trust, and of course, to kill him later on.

“What are you thinking about?” Charm was one of your specialties. In the field, you were known to somewhat entertain them before killing them off.

Your head tilted to the bartender, gesturing for him to give you anything. For a moment, you forgot about the mission, forgot about Five who only stood within a 6-ft radius.

He watched as you conversed with the attractive man. He was furious. Whether it was the fact that you forgot about the mission or that you were laughing slightly too hard at Leo's jokes. Seemingly as he had enough, he walked toward you, wrapping an arm around your waist, kissing you on the cheek to remind you that in the meantime, you were his.

“Darling, I've been looking for you all over the place.” It was then that you were snapped back to the reality that you had a mission to accomplish. With his actions, you topped it off with a kiss on his lips.

A smile made its way on your face as you could see the faint blush that formed on Five's cheeks. “Ah, I was just having a fun time with Leo here.” Your hand gestured to the boy in front of you.

He only sheepishly smiled in response, intimidated by Five's hard gaze. He awkwardly laughed, setting his half-empty drink down on the marble countertop.

“Well, have fun! Both of you.” He announces as a good host, before disappearing into the crowd.

You rolled your eyes in annoyance. “You blew it.”

“What?” He sits down on the stool in front of you. “You're the one who got sidetracked here. Not me.”

“He was about to show me around!” You reply in defense. “I was going to kill the man one way or another.” Right before Five approached you, Leo wanted to show you around the venue, and introduce you to his fellow rich people.

Five abruptly stood up, scanning the crowded place. “I'll beat you to it.”

The next hours passed by, consisting of competing with Five to see who gets the fish. It was a lengthy process. There were many times that you bumped into each other, and the glint of competitiveness never faded away from his eyes. By the time most people had gone home to their lavish homes, it was then that you got privacy with Leo.

Your heels clicked on the tiled floor, and your eyes furiously scanned the almost empty place. You weren't about to lose to Five. Just as you took a turn, you saw the familiar brown hair that belonged to the man that made you laugh harder than ever earlier.

“Hi.” You nervously spoke. You watched as he turned around to see who made the noise. He showed you a grin, revealing his pearly whites. “Hi.” He replied. He wasn't sure why, but he was captivated by you. Even if he knew that you had a ‘partner’ of your own.

“Good. You have him.” You rolled your eyes yet again at the noise coming from Five's mouth who was now beside you, ready to take the credits after everything is said and done. Your dominant hand fetching the freshly honed knife strapped on the side of your thigh. You figured that a knife would be better than a heavy and loud gun.

At the glint of the silver knife, Leo immediately was confused and scared. You pitied him, but it was still your job. Such a shame he would mess up the timeline one way or another.

“What is this?” He asked, particularly to you as he wasn't fond of Five.

“Y/n, kill him already.”

A few grunts left your lips as you made your way to the room the Handler gave you, your luggage is too heavy as you overestimated the days of how long this mission would take, with Five beside you, twirling the keys in his finger.

Fortunately, after the whole situation with Leo, Five warmed up to you and you warmed up to him. Granted, there were still competition and tension in the air, but there was progress. He no longer went alone on missions, he would sometimes beg the Handler to pair you up with him.

Five watched you struggle with the luggage. “Here.” He gave you the keys and grabbed the heaviest bag from your hands.

“Thanks.” Giving him a grateful smile.

A few moments passed, and finally in front of the room. It was by no means a five-star hotel, it was just a cheap hotel that the Commission gave to their employees while they get the most luxurious ones anyone had seen.

You wandered around, it was small, enough to fit 1 to 2 people. As you wandered, Five had set down yours and his belongings, then went back to you to discuss what would be the plan for this mission.

“Oh, fuck the Handler.”

“What? Why?”

“There's only one bed.”

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KLAUS HARGREEVES & FIVE HARGREEVES The Umbrella Academy: Season 3

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RULES !

1. ALLOWED !

• You can submit any person even if it's not on the who I write for list. I'll just pick who I know how to write for.

• You can request and ask me for headcanons!

• Can request whether romantic or platonic!

• You can absolutely request whatever features the reader has. Whether it be plus-sized or a person of color, I will write it as much as I can.

2. NOT ALLOWED !

• This is all x readers, strictly no romantic ships between the existing characters.

• Strictly no smut! I'm not very good at describing such things.

• I do not write for disorders! I am afraid I might trigger some people, and of course, I am not that knowledgeable about any kind of disorder, I'm afraid I might write something wrong that might offend people.

3. PLEASE KEEP IN MIND !

• I am new to this, so please, don't expect that my works are good.

• I am busy most of the time! I might not be able to tend to your requests very quickly. Please be patient!

• I am also Filipina, Tagalog is my first language so I might make spelling and grammatical errors here and there.

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may i request a five x fem!reader hc of them taking care of each others wounds? :-)

have a good one <3

THEY TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER'S WOUNDS !

FIVE HARGREEVES X FEM!READER PAIRING !

FIVE HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

He'd be more than happy to help you.

Doesn't even hesitate to do so.

His love language is definitely acts of service.

He isn't too keen on freely saying kind words and such, but he loves doing anything for his loved ones.

With that said, he gives his all whenever he'd do something for someone.

He secretly loves it whenever you'd use bandaids that have designs on them, like hello kitty or something.

He would definitely kiss the bandaged wound right after.

Once he gets injured, he would run straight to you because you're the only one he trusts.

Even though your complaints about him being wounded all the time hurt his ears, he'd still run to you.

“Don't get yourself into bad situations!”

“Can't really do that with what I do on a daily basis, can't I?”

Sometimes, he'd even get himself hurt on purpose just to see you patch him up.

And he won't admit it to you.

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REC! I'd like to recommend: @messers-moony, @umbrellatte, @iiirhiane-g, @xphntmhvx

𝐑𝐄𝐂 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓!

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why does this exist? because tumblr’s algorithm isn’t the best at boosting accounts/posts, plus it’s a good way to self promote your work and others.

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hi hi! can i request headcanons about Five Hargreeves x Female reader whos powers are ultrasonic screams like black canary?

thank you so much!! <3

THE READER'S POWERS ARE LIKE BLACK CANARY'S !

FIVE HARGREEVES X FEM!READER PAIRING !

FIVE HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

He'd be so in awe of your powers, it fascinates him whenever you'd use it.

Like he'll stop for a moment to just be mesmerized by you.

And he can't help it, you just look too good in his eyes.

You'd be covered in blood from the people you've killed and he'd still love you.

“You're gorgeous.” While your head to toe was covered in blood.

No matter how many times he's watched you use it, he'll still be in awe.

He'd be protective of you, but not too much since he knows you can handle yourself.

Sometimes he'll even let you do all the fighting.

Normally, he doesn't like it when other people are much more powerful than him, but for you, it's an exception. He'll even admit it to everyone.

WORSHIPS the ground you walk on.

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UNPLEASANT PAIR !

FIVE HARGREEVES X GN!READER PAIRING !

PLATONIC!LILA PITTS X GN!READER PAIRING !

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Lila was neither an enemy nor a friend. Although you hoped to be more than just acquaintances, Five hindered whatever bond you were planning to form with her. Up until the Kugelblitz rolled around. Despite the inevitable end of the world, yet again, it made you feel much closer to the people around you, especially Lila.

While you were working in the Temps Commission, you had seen Lila around a couple of times, but of course, you were too busy to greet her. She intrigued you, getting your attention very quickly with her loud and carefree personality. A complete opposite to your partner, Five.

Five had his reasons as to hate her, while Lila had her reasons to hate him as well. While on a mission alone, The Handler instructed Five to eliminate Lila's parents. Without his knowledge, knowing that he only did his job, not thinking about what'll be the outcome of his actions.

He hated your newfound bond with Lila. You'd catch a glimpse of him rolling his eyes sassily whenever you'd talk to Lila. He'd pull you away from whatever conversation you were having with her, his hand firmly intertwined with your hands as you protested to him.

“I don't know what you see in her, Y/n.” Your head lay on his chest, his steady breathing making you sleepy. His hand was brushing through your hair, something he loved to do.

You yawned in response to the old man. “Give her a chance, Five. It's the end of the world.” Your eyes finally closed shut. Too tired to continue the conversation you've had with him many times now, and every single time, you'd say the same answers to his repetitive questions. He just couldn't understand why you'd willingly be around the loud mouth and actually enjoy it.

He loved you, that was for sure. He wouldn't have married you if he didn't, nor would he protect you from everything if he didn't. He loved you with every fiber in his body, every atom, every vein. But no matter how hard he tried to accept Lila, she was just as unbearable as her mother.

And then there he was, pulling your drunken state from Lila on the dancefloor, despite him being as equally drunk as you. Maybe even more.

“You're no fun, old man!” Lila exclaims from where she previously danced, her voice louder than the music blasting from the speakers.

You looked back at her, a few giggles erupting from your mouth as Five had a scowl on his face.

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@isventigayoreuropean @halfumbrella @iiirhiane-g @crinklypink @its-loki-bitch @cff3kat @umbrellatte @yuuki4646 @dontspoilthis @fivelegance

Please message me if you'd like to be removed or added!

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Together - Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: In Hotel Oblivion, trying to save the world once more, you can’t help but wonder what Five sees in you. Reader: can be read as any gender Warnings: Five and Reader are both around their early to mid-twenties. SPOILER for Season 3 Episode 10, blood, sorta gore (you’ve seen the episode, you know why), slight angst, mentions of alcohol, mentions of death (again, you’ve seen the season) Word count: 5 331 A/N: I’m kinda not happy with this… I feel like it’s lacking emotions. Maybe because I finished writing this at 3am, knowing I’d have to get up at 6am…Feedback is appreciated.

You and Five had always had a difficult relationship, this much you were well aware off. He had torn you out of your completely normal, ordinary, boring life, only to drag you from apocalypse to apocalypse. Maybe you should hate him for it, should wish he had not. Because then, in this timeline, you never would have been born.

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I'm so sorry it took so long but here it is! Special thanks to @iiirhiane-g for that amazing description. Also, requests are closed for now, I'll just catch up to requests then I'll open it back again. Thank you everyone for being patient!

REMEMBERING ME !

FIVE HARGREEVES X GN!READER PAIRING !

READ PART ONE HERE !

FIVE HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

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A/N: VIKTOR HASN'T TRANSITIONED AT THE FIRST POINT SO HE WILL BE VANYA. I AM NOT DEAD NAMING HIM IN ANY WAY !

Comfortable silence lay steadily inside your room, the sound of the paintbrush gliding across the easel was slightly heard, along with your steady breathing. Rich colors decorated the canvas, ranging from bright yellows to dark blues, covering the white part of the material. The calm atmosphere makes you sigh in contentment.

Painting made you feel at ease, your coping mechanism if you will. A calm mind is what you adored, your powers could be overwhelming if it wanted to. It made you uncomfortable at some times, giving you a glimpse of what you didn't want to see from a person's mind. Yet it was also incredibly useful for villains, barging into their minds to see what their weaknesses are. It was horrible to come in uninvited in a person's mind, but it did the job.

Marcus was extremely fond of your powers, while Ben used you for his much dirtier deeds, forcing you to walk in a person's mind to cheat his way through. Much like when he was arguing with Marcus, he wanted to know what his weaknesses are, so, he forced you to do it for him. It made you uncomfortable after using your powers, knowing as you're prying into their privacy. It's a curse and a blessing all in one.

A loud sound slightly startled you, causing your brush to glide in a way it wasn't supposed to, the red light outside your door catching your attention. “Fuck.” Muttering softly, being frustrated before fixing everything up and seeing what's a big enough problem for Marcus to push the emergency button. It was only pushed whenever it was urgent, much like the time when Marcus frantically pushed it after coming home with Ben in his arms after the Jennifer incident.

The soles of your dirty shoes brushed against the floor as you made your way to the balcony, hearing loud voices from below. Your eyes caught Jayme's, and you rushed over to her side, causing you to be in the middle of the balcony. “Huh, weird. Didn't expect guests today.” You commented, which earned only a soft chuckle from her. Your eyes scanned everyone, taking your time to observe everyone.

They were all dressed in black, except for the boy who had school shorts on that displayed his pasty knees. One had a cape on, a dramatic hero outfit. One had a cowboy hat, a stylish man. One had knives all over him, guessing that it had something to do with his powers. One had a black coat on, she was shorter than most of them. One had regular clothing on, a bulky person. While lastly, a boy who had school shorts on.

Five's lungs stopped working completely when he caught a glimpse of you. The sight of your body swimming in your blood flooded his thoughts immediately, making it hard for him to breathe. It messed Five up, mentally and physically after your death. His body gave up on making precise sniper shots, and his mental health deteriorated day by day. Everyone at Commission noticed, he was almost fired for it, but ultimately pushed away the idea as he was the best assassin they had and will ever have.

His heart clenched painfully, he looked down at his right hand, the very hand he used to shoot you with. He was incredibly hurt, too hurt to notice that you were staring right at him. It pained him to see you, knowing the last time he saw you traumatized him. His breathing was erratic, and beads of sweat formed on his face.

Your brows knit together in confusion at the boy who looked uneasy and uncomfortable as if he wanted to leave right at that moment. An idea popped into your mind, waving a hand his way, the boy with school shorts. Trying to get in his head as much as you hated to. Before you could continue, Reginald's voice interrupted you.

“They are the sparrows. My children.” Five's whole body tensed at Reginald's loud voice. Clearly proud of his adopted children, knowing their capabilities.

The Sparrows were strong, but they didn't have what The Umbrellas had. The Sparrows sure outplaced them in terms of how convenient their powers were, but The Umbrella had a bond that only they could form. A chaotic mess but they loved each other in a way that they'd put their lives at stake to save another one's life. It's what made them siblings, hell, Five tried everything just to go back to his family.

Five's stare was fixated on you, his eyes never leaving yours. To be quite honest, it made you uncomfortable, seeing a stranger stare right into your soul. He couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't even acknowledge the fact that his dead brother was there in front of him. All he could think of was you.

The feelings Five felt were surreal, it felt as if you had punched him so hard, that he couldn't compose himself. He wanted you, needed you to remember him, no matter what it takes.

“I'm sorry. What do you mean, your children?” The man with knives says, inching toward Reginald in a taunting matter.

While Five was stuck in time, staring at you. He stared at you while you made your way down the stairs, whispering something to the girl beside you that made the girl laugh while looking at him. All of these things happening all at once but all he could do was stare.

“That isn't possible, old man.” The man with knives taunts even further, taking one of his knives, and playing with it, attempting to intimidate Reginald.

“Of course it is! I'd think I'd know, would I?” Your feet are planted right beside Ben, and your posture is straight, trying to show who's in control. Ben simply shoved you aside softly, careful not to push too hard that you'd fall over. Once you've composed yourself next to Ben, your eyes panned back to the boy.

“Everybody else can see Ben, right?” The one with the cowboy hat asks his siblings, who looked as confused as the one who asked.

“Y/n.” Five's whole mouth was dry, your name was merely a whisper, barely audible for others to hear. His face was defeated at the sight of you, who was closer than earlier when you were on the balcony. He was extremely, overwhelmed. All five stages of grief came at him all at once.

“Wait, you know them?” The bulky man points over to you while glancing at Five. It was a surprise for them for someone in their team knew someone from the enemy team. Considering everything, they didn't know Five up to an extent. Their lives were restless, from one apocalypse to another, from one problem to another. They never had time to sit down for a moment and get to know each other on a deeper level.

Your face scrunched up at the boy who knew your name. “Who even are you?” You asked no one in particular, generalizing all of them. By now, your other siblings were behind you and Ben. Marcus standing on the other side of Ben, taking up the responsibility of being Number One.

“They call themselves the Umbrella Academy, a group of scheming, perfidious malcontents who accosted me in the fall of 1963 when I was away on business in Dallas. Be warned, they claimed to be my spawn.” Reginald's loud voice echoed around the living room. From the corner of your eye, you could see Jayme subtly snickering at the last part of what Reginald had said.

The girl with a cape stepped one step closer to Reginald, in disbelief at what he said. “Claim? Look, Five, what the hell is going on?” She gestured over to the boy in short shorts who used his time to watch you. What a peculiar name, given, that they are a peculiar family. It made you feel slightly uncomfortable with his intense stare.

“I don't know yet, but it's concerning.” Five's eyes panned over to you and Ben, his expression both mixed with confusion and surprise.

“Is he telling the truth?” Marcus spoke out from beside Ben.

“Not the part about us being perfidious.” The short girl replied, clearly bothered by Reginald's words and how he spoke it.

“No, we're amateur-fidious, at best.” The boy with the cowboy hat on says, showing his hand that had the words ‘Goodbye’ written on it. If he was on your team, you would've laughed.

His siblings paid no mind to the silly boy, the short girl continuing. “But we are his children. This is our house.” Ben nudged you slightly, telling you that you should use your powers.

You obliged, moving behind Ben to hide, subtly bringing up a hand and pointing it at the girl's head to barge into her memories. Five watched you do your work, much like what he watched a million times by now. Memories flooded your brain the moment your powers worked on the short girl. Memories of some with the boy with schoolboy shorts. Memories of some with the bulky man. Memories of all of them. You used her memories to know all of them even further.

Klaus was the one with the ‘Goodbye’ tattoo, Allison was the one with the cape, Luther was the bulky man, Diego was the one with knives, and Vanya was the one you barged into. You stumbled back from using your powers, it was something that overwhelmed you at times. Jayme caught you before you could fall, the Umbrellas watching you but didn't say anything.

“You okay?” Jayme whispers, helping you compose yourself.

“I'm okay, thanks.” You made your way back beside Ben, being faced to face with Klaus.

“Okay. None of you belong here." Allison says from her side of the room. Her eyes panning over to every single one of you and your siblings.

“Let's move out everyone, ordered by Ms. Allison.” A few scattered laughs from your siblings as Christopher spoke out his opinion. The Umbrella's expression was clearly confused, not knowing how you knew their sibling's name.

“How-” Allison started. Presumably was about to ask how you knew her name. Before being interrupted by Grace who had a tray of cookies in hand. They had several questions for Five.

“I wasn't expecting company.” Diego started to walk toward the robot, an unreadable expression on his face as he watched the robot's slight malfunction. “This is the best I could do on short notice.” You pitied Grace, you really did. Your siblings treated her like what she was, a robot. She often got mistreated by everyone in your family.

“Mom,” Diego whispered. It was true, Grace being their mom in their memories. What scared you the most was the fact that they did live here, Vanya's memories were full of it. Some being with a blonde woman who if you could recall was named Sissy. Some being in this house, with Grace and Reginald. Pogo was even there.

“Mom? She's a robot, you perv.” Jayme comments, causing your siblings to snicker.

“It's not a robot.” Diego was quick to reply.

“Hey, don't you call him that.” Luther defends Diego from where he stood. Guessing from Vanya's memories, Luther had a character development.

“Or what?” Ben taunts. He could get annoying at times. Voices were overlapping, filled with both The Umbrellas and The Sparrows, teasing each other, provoking one another. From the corner of your eye, you could see Jayme getting ready to use her powers, before launching at it on Diego. His siblings paid no mind to him, too engrossed with threatening one another.

Your eyes watched the man be confused before smiling to himself at what he saw. “Can I see?” You asked Jayme, replying with a soft ‘sure.’ Using your powers, you delve into his mind, watching his hallucinations. Revealing both The Umbrellas and The Sparrows dancing with each other, what a weird desire.

It was another thing that bonded you and Jayme. It was part of your power to see Jayme's hallucinations, causing her to be one of your closest siblings. Along with Ben, who at times, could be an asshole. You snapped back into reality once the hallucination ended, seeing a smirk on Jayme's face as she watched Diego's reaction after.

“You got 30 seconds to get out the house.” Marcus' deep voice resonated around the living room. You sympathized with The Umbrellas. Although you did know the full truth, you couldn't say anything since you still sided with your family. After all, they were the ones you originally went with.

“And if we don't?” Allison replied. She still gave you hard glances every once in a while, confused why you knew her name and confused why Five knew your name.

“Then we'll have to settle this the old-fashioned way.” You rolled your eyes at Marcus and his corny sayings before he took down an enemy. You wondered if it was engraved in each leader's mind to be corny.

“Look, we just fought a literal army.” You nodded along, one of Vanya's memories. Ben watched you, wanting to know what you saw, but had to push it aside for later. You watched Marcus' face fall, somewhat believing the girl. “Okay? This doesn't need to get ugly. Let's all just calm down, and let's talk.” She ushered once more. She had the loudest voice earlier when she tried to calm down the others.

“Pst. Ben-er-rino.” Klaus called out to him. “You look so much better alive than you do dead.” Ben wasn't in any of Vanya's memories, only his younger version. Presuming that he did die in their memories. You didn't know what to call their version of your lives yet.

“Am I right?” He questioned his siblings, only to be ignored once again. A recurring matter in Vanya's memories, along with the present. “Except for that haircut.” Ben did have a horrible haircut.

“What the hell did you just say?” Clearly offended at Klaus' comment.

“Come on, come on. Stop with all the hostility, Mr. Grumpy Pants.” He took steps forward to be close to Ben, observing his face. “Oh wow. Nice scar. Muy Macho.” Your eyes scanned the room, confused as to why Klaus wasn't stopped. Only to have eye contact with both Five and Allison.

“Shut your mouth!” Ben's tone much like venom.

“You shut your mouth and just hug your brother-” Klaus starts but gets interrupted by Ben's fist colliding with his face, causing Klaus to quite dramatically stumble back and plop his body down the floor. Ben had a short temper, and he could get mean at times.

Another fit of arguments started before Marcus was the first one to take a blow on The Umbrellas, pushing Luther away from Ben who punched his brother. Loud bickering and taunting were the only things heard inside the living room, along with occasional grunting from Marcus and Luther as they fought.

Marcus kicked Luther right in the abdomen, causing him to fly onto Klaus who had just stood up. Each sibling picked their prey to fight. As you picked the most interesting one, Five. Diego taunted Christopher with names. Klaus faded away, getting away from all the chaos. Marcus and Luther throw and dodge punches as best as they could. The others going onto their agendas.

You sat on one of the bar stools, watching and waiting for Ben to finish his part with Five. The boy would sometimes get distracted as you watched him, getting a few cuts and bruises from not focusing, nothing he couldn't handle. Ben put him in a choke hold, before blinking away to the nearest pillars.

“Want me to cover for you, Ben?” Already standing up before being interrupted by Ben's irritated voice.

“Go help Jayme or something.” Rolling your eyes, but obeying nonetheless, already looking for Jayme.

Five's eyes watched your figure fade away, being distracted yet again causing him to take another blow from Ben. Your feet wandered off, planting them right next to Alphonso, leaning your body on one of the pillars as you waited for Vanya and Jayme to finish. Although you were a part of the unnatural and super-powered team, fighting wasn't your forte. They only ever used you if intelligence was needed, knowing that fighting wasn't your strong suit.

“Who says I'm blind, asshole.” Fei replied to Allison. Alphonso offered you the bag of popcorn, gesturing you to take some, and you happily obliged. He was also one of the people you had a close bond with. When both of you were children, he used you to experiment with his powers as you did the same to him.

Your eyes scanned the place, watching every Umbrella use their powers. You had already known and studied all of their powers thanks to Vanya's memories, but it was fun seeing them in action.

A wave of light emitted from Vanya. You feared her, and everyone should, too. She ended the world two times, what else was there to do? Sloane stepped in, using her abilities to make Vanya float and throwing her body to the wall that hung several paintings. You would lie and say that Sloane wasn't the most powerful one among all of you. Granted, there was Christopher who for some reason was a cube, but Sloane did things that would blow anyone's mind.

“Art snob, huh?” Sloane shouted from her place, making sure that Vanya heard her. Your eyes watched Diego following Christopher all the while throwing knives at him, failing miserably. You heard Klaus shout something that you couldn't quite make out due to the fact that Ben's tentacles were suffocating him.

Alphonso cheered Fei on while she was giving her all into fighting Allison. Diego passed by your side quickly, still running after Christopher who toyed with him. Just as Fei was about to strike Allison with her weapon of choice, she was stopped by Allison's manipulating words. “By the way, I heard a rumor you can't move.” Causing Fei to be stuck right where she was.

Alphonso handed over the bag of popcorn to you, taking Fei's defeat as a cue to step in and for you to step out. Your eyes scanned the place, looking for Jayme. Finally catching her frame, you jogged over to her, curious as to who was her next opponent.

A defeated sigh left your lips the moment you saw those uncovered knees. His gaze was right on yours as he helped Allison up. “Hey, short pants. What's up?” Jayme started, earning a scowl from Five, clearly uninterested in what she had to say.

Allison stood beside Five, before being ushered away. “Go help the others. I'll handle this one.” He referred to only Jayme, knowing that he had no intention of hurting you in any way. It still hurt him just by looking in your direction.

Five used his powers, blinking away behind Jayme to punch her, careful not to lay a finger on you. “More like their ringer.”

His eyes were on yours, distracted yet again, not noticing how Jayme spat on him with her venom. You leaned back on the wall, waiting for Jayme's powers to do their job and for yours to do its job.

“Hey, gross, all right?” His hand attempted to wipe away the venom, but before he could do so, his skin already absorbed the substance. Jayme simply smirked all the while raising her eyebrows in his direction, waiting for his reaction.

Not a moment later, his expression was confused. Seeing as this was your cue to jump in, you were taken aback by the scene in front of you. The vision included you by the top of the staircase. It took you a while to process everything. How Five knew your name, how Five saw you in his deepest desires, what Five uttered as he talked to you in his hallucination.

“I'm sorry, my love.” Tears already sliding down his face as he talked to the version he had of you. His body slowly inching toward you, feeling as if he was pulled in. “I didn't know, I'm sorry. I missed you, more than words can say.” He felt guilty and relieved all at once. Guilty that his hands were the same hands he used to pull the trigger on the gun, and relieved because even for a moment, he had a chance to see you.

You pulled away from his mind, being overwhelmed yet again. Once you pulled away from Five, Jayme was quick to catch you. Looking up, you saw him kissing the air, where you stood earlier in his vision. “Are they all perverts?” Jayme exclaimed. Seeing as you've had enough of the boy in school shorts, you left Jayme to deal with him alone.

Grace stood by the entryway of the living room, a plate of cookies in hand. It had been days since Jayme and Alphonso had passed away due to The Umbrella's ally. It nearly tore you to shreds, their death taking a toll on your mental health. Ben, Fei, and Christopher left you at the hotel along with The Umbrellas and Sloane, seeing as you weren't ready to stand up for a long time due to wailing your heart out.

As much as it surprised everyone, including The Umbrellas, you had formed a bond with them in the time you've been mourning your deceased siblings. They weren't as bad as your siblings told you in their stories, most especially Ben. They were surprisingly fun, chaotic, but fun.

For those days, you've made it your mission to avoid Five at all costs. Frankly speaking, Five had been on your tail, watching your every move at all times. It was the grief that drove him to do so, he had the urge to protect you from everything. It annoyed you how he would be next to you at every chance he could get. He annoyed you.

“Lovely to meet you,” Lila stated as she took a handful of cookies.

Diego gestured to Grace's nonexistent right eye, looking uneasy. “She stabbed herself in the eye.” Luther whisper-shouted right back to Diego to answer his confusion, Sloane standing right next to the bulky man as you sat on the large couch, next to the armrest.

“Welcome,” Fei started, one of her Ravens trailing right behind her along with Ben. “Please make yourselves at home.” She gestured to the different seats scattered all around the room as if this wasn't their home. It baffled you as to how Ben and Fei looked like Jayme and Alphonso's death didn't affect them one bit.

“Bitch, this is our home.” Allison commented. It was true, but you had yet to find the right moment to tell them the truth no matter how hard it was for you and your remaining siblings. However, you had also yet to know how Five knew your name or how Five saw you in the vision and why was he apologizing. Many questions are unanswered, and all it takes to know it all was to dive into his mind.

“Uh, excuse me?” Fei questioned Allison, and Allison only rolled her eyes as a reply.

“Jellybean?” Luther offered the bowl to everyone, attempting to ease the tension the two families had. Five watched you stand up from your seat, taking the bowl of jelly beans from Luther, then going back to where you were originally.

“Where the hell is Viktor and Klaus?” Diego asks no one in particular.

“With our luck, probably Kugelblitzed by now.” Five answers for him, sitting down on the armrest next to you. Normally, you would've pushed him off, but you were too tired to make a fuss, and so, you let him. Even resting your head softly on his arm, his heart rapidly beating at your actions.

“You're a dark little dude sometimes.” Five paid Diego no mind as he watched you eat your different colored jelly beans in peace.

“Ooh, what happened to your hand?” Fei asks, but before Diego could answer, he was interrupted by Ben.

Ben clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. “We don't have time for idle chitchat. Everyone, sit down.” Everyone obeying Ben's order.

The moments that passed by consisted of an unexpected fight between Allison and Viktor as the others watched with snacks in their hands and mouths, entertained by the heated argument. It was something serious that you didn't recall, something about their mothers? But either way, there was something strange that happened with Allison. Her powers worked on Viktor even without using the words 'I heard a rumor.'

The next hour or so passed by, and Sloane, Viktor, and Lila used their abilities to contain the Kugelblitz inside Christopher, which scarily enough, it worked. With Sloane's perfect calculations, it went smoothly, or as everyone had thought it did.

You watched everyone with a slight smile on your face as they danced, drank, and chit-chatted, a glass of champagne in your hand. The song Another One Bites the Dust plays loudly, yet even with Queen being one of your favorite bands, you couldn't get yourself to be fully happy despite saving the world successfully.

“Hey.” Five stood in front of you, taking you by surprise. The alcohol coursing through his veins gave him a sudden burst of energy and courage.

He sat down next to you on the couch, his eyes darting to your eyes and then down to your lips. “Five, I don't want to talk to anyone at the moment.” It was true, you had no energy at the moment to speak with anyone other than your mind.

“Can't I spend time with my spouse that isn't my spouse?” You simply rolled your eyes at him, leaving the living room and heading toward your room. His footsteps trailed closely, getting louder by the second as he followed you throughout the house.

Before you could slam the door on his face, he caught it just in time. He didn't know why he was pushy. He didn't even know why he followed you into your room. He understood that you weren't his Y/n, the one who he loved and the one who loved him back. He understood everything, perhaps it was the grief that was talking.

“Leave me alone!” You shout. Suddenly, a burst of energy filled the room, knocking some little things in the process, and resulting in accidentally jumping into Five's mind. You caught a glimpse of you and Five on your wedding day, the widest smile you've seen on Five. All memories of you and Five came at you all at once, making you stumble back, drowning in memories.

Five was caught by surprise, not catching you in time. “What the fuck?” He heard you mutter under your breath. He felt the burst of energy as well, it nearly knocked him over. With your distressed state, he assumed that you did accidentally get a glimpse of his memories.

“You weren't joking. Holy shit.” You were in denial even after he said your name, even after seeing yourself in his vision. It scared you to know that a completely different version of you existed in someone else's life.

From what you saw, Five had lived a comfortable and peaceful life with you. Apart from him killing people every time he had to. His memories were full of you, full of him being stressed as he thought of ways to solve the apocalypse, and a reoccurring memory of him pulling the trigger causing a bullet to go straight through your head.

“Did I? They? Gave you anything special?” Not knowing what version of yourself were you using. His eyes darted down to the wristwatch he had on. It was your wristwatch that he took right after you died.

“Here.” Five gave you the wristwatch. “Why do you need it?”

“I can bring their memories back, but it's risky.” Five helped you stand up, a hand on your forearm.

“Risky? How?” He asks.

“I could lose my current memories.”

You didn't exactly know what led you to helping him that night, but you were sure that it was one of the best decisions you've made. He was ecstatic the moment you came back to him. Although it was selfish, but he knew that even if you refused, he would've accepted you either way.

It took a long time before the others had adjusted to your new personality and new traits. Ben also stirred an argument with Five about how he took you away from them. It was amusing to all of them, most importantly to Five. He loved seeing his Y/n interact with his family, much like what he dreamt of.

Five didn't show it, but he was deeply affected when he had a wedding without his family members attending. He dreamt of the day that he'd remarry you, but this time, with his family by his side.

Sloane and Luther you and Five slowly swaying on the dance floor, with the soft instrumental in the background, your head rested on Five's chest as his head was rested on yours. Despite the very evident gossiping from Klaus, Ben, Lila, and Diego, the both of you paid no mind to them. Only caring about each other.

Five was a romantic, a sappy old man. Despite his background as an assassin, he loved corny and cheesy things that would either make your heart melt or make you gag. Yet he'd only do these things with you, no one else could.

“They really are an old couple.” Sloane comments, taking a bite out of her vanilla cake.

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