#sparrow!ben hargreeves x reader

[slasherscream]

A/N: shout-out to @abominableghostface, who was my beta reader and co-conspirator as usual.

CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + WHAT TYPE OF "LEAVING IN THE MORNING" PERSON ARE THEY

❥ we ride at dawn. try and survive ❥

Billy Loomis - The man with the plan. When he says morning he means we are going to be in the car and on the road by the time the sun rays begin to hit the earth. Granted, it's not a hectic morning by any means. He'll have made sure the two of you started packing days in advance. There’s no last minute rushing around. No wondering if you packed a toothbrush, or your favorite jacket. You double checked everything the night before, and then checked behind one another to make sure. But no matter how peaceful the waking, being dragged to your car at 4:30am will make you want to kill him. He passes you your favorite blanket that he threw in the dryer last minute, a cozy protection against the dewy chill of the night turning to morning. When he tells you to sleep until he finds somewhere decent to eat you hate him a little less.

Jordan Li - By nature Jordan is more of a night owl. Through pure necessity they’ve molded themself into something resembling a morning person. Sure, the way they don’t start smiling before 10am shows you it’s not at all a natural state of being, but they do it anyways. 

So used to starting the monotonous, average days bright and early they’re definitely not going to want to start a vacation late. They wake up to the sound of their alarm. They wake you up to soft kisses pressed into your skin. When you open your eyes, scowling at them anyways, they can’t help but laugh, “Yeah I know, I know, fuck off. But we gotta head out before traffic hits.” 

Knowing how you are in the mornings Jordan packed the car last night. When you roll over, intent on ignoring them they roll their eyes and shift, so that he can drag you from bed no matter how hard you try and make yourself dead weight. 

You’re still half asleep, leaned up against him beneath the spray of the shower, but wake up when he flicks water at your face.

“Fuck off.” You grumble. 

“Once we’re on the road I’ll fuck off for at least an hour. Then we’ll grab breakfast, yeah?” He pushes a loofah in your hand and grins once you take it. They shift again, nudging you out the way with her hip so you’re sharing the water instead of hogging it, “Wash my back so we can head out.” 

When they wake you up outside a diner two hours later instead of one you’re feeling much more agreeable, pulling them in for a kiss when they open your car door.

Sebastian Valmont - A chronic riser with the sun. It doesn’t matter what time he goes to sleep, he is going to wake up right as the sun rises. He has black out curtains and takes morning yoga classes. The bastard. His body simply enjoys being awake at six am. Thus, he sees absolutely no reason why leaving for your trip should come hours after that. He’s going to be the one driving anyways. The maids packed all your things, and the butler brought everything out to the car. All that’s left is to get you out of the house. Sebastian helps you put on your clothes, laughs at the way he has to push your arms into your shirt, and drag you to brush your teeth. When he tucks you into the passenger seat he knows you’ll be asleep again by the time he slides into the driver’s seat. He sneaks glances at you for the first few hours of the drive, quietly listening to music and the soft sound of your snoring, enjoying every second.

Stu Macher - Ball of energy that he is, Stu is awake bright and early, and does not need time to “wake up.” He unfortunately acts like this is a universal experience. The fact that he’s excited about the trip makes his typical lack of empathy towards night owls even more brutal than usual. You’re unceremoniously dragged from bed. He tickles you as you brush your teeth. If you seem a little extra groggy that morning he hops in the shower with you and turns it on cold to get your motor running. He acts completely baffled about why you’re still scowling by the time he’s back from his banishment of loading up the car while you try to dress yourself in peace. To make matters worse he wants to talk about anything and everything with you despite the fact that the sky is still that sleepy shade of blue that’s half night, half dawn. You stare at him hatefully from the corner of your eye, grunting answers at him until you pass a diner that’s open and you can get caffeine into your system. His excitement for the trip is cute once you’re awake.

Kevin Khatchadourian - Rises with the sun and is deeply irritated that you don’t. On a regular day he rarely let’s you sleep in. You’ll be lucky if he chooses to start his daily routine without you. On the mornings when he decides to practice archery, which is most, you’ll get an extra hour and a half. By the time he’s coming back inside he wants you both moving around one another, starting the rest of the routine. Brushing teeth, making food, the idle chatter of your voice. Considering he’s not fond of changing your routine, which is exactly what a vacation is, he doesn’t want to hear a single complaint about the hour he wakes you up to start the drive. He also doesn’t let you fall asleep when you get into the car, even though he’s the only one driving. You’re keeping him company no matter how tired you are.

Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - While he maintains a strict schedule of waking up early unless hungover he is by no means a morning person. He’ll wake you up as gently as he’s capable of if the shrillness of the alarm didn’t do the trick, rocking you by the shoulder until your eyes blink open. The two of you packed the car last night so there wouldn’t be anything to do or communicate with one another upon first waking up. Two non-morning people trying to talk to each other upon first waking up was a recipe for disaster. Especially if it was the pair of you. Quietly you go about your morning. Brushing your teeth side by side, bumping against each other every now and then instead of speaking. Ben grabs the green smoothies that he made for the two of you the night before, something to tide you over until you found a place he was willing to eat at (which was always an unnecessarily complicated task.) It’s thirty minutes of driving and radio playing softly before you’re caught in a bit of traffic and you’re awake enough to be sweet. You lean across the cupholder to kiss his cheek and he gives you a small smile,  “Morning, L/N.” The two of you are experts at sharing your mornings by now.

❥ we leave sometime before noon ❥

Jason Dean/JD - Will never wake you up before he thinks you’ve gotten all the rest you need. His favorite hobby is turning off your morning alarms if he thinks you set them unreasonably early in comparison to when you fell asleep. He’s certainly not going to break that pattern for the start of a vacation, when you should be resting. You’ll wake whenever you naturally wake up, JD still wrapped around you. You’ll shower, drink some coffee, do one last check of the luggage and then he’ll haul everything out to the car for you, no matter how much you both packed. He likes you to not lift a finger during your trips and it starts before you ever leave the house. It certainly puts you into a vacation mindset.

David Mccall - David himself is an early riser but likes to let you sleep in whenever he can. The start of a vacation is certainly one of those times. He spends the hours before you wake taking care of last minute things. He checks all the bags again, makes sure everything you could possibly need is packed, then loads up the car. He makes sure the house is clean so there’s no mess to come back to that you’ll stress yourself out over. Closer to the time he knows you’ll get up he starts making breakfast for you. He’s so focused on the task he jumps when your arms loop around his waist and you start to press grateful sleepy kisses to his back. You’ll be on the road in an hour or two, he’s in no rush. He wants you relaxed and enjoying yourself every step of the way.

Josh Washington - Due to his insomnia he is not falling asleep any earlier than one am most nights. To ask him to get up at dawn would be like killing a puppy. You both sleep in, wake up sometime just before noon. You like to be realistic about your expectations for yourselves, so there’s no rush. A late start was factored into the plans from the beginning. You packed everything into the car the night before, so all there’s left to do is hop in. You wake yourselves up with some music to start. Barely twenty minutes on the road you see a cute diner and stop for late breakfast. You smile at each other as the afternoon sun shines on both your faces, sleepily discussing what you’re most excited about doing when you arrive at your destination.

❥ secret third worse thing ❥

Nathan Prescott - Nathan likes your journeys to begin in the dead of night. Whether it’s heading to the airport or hopping in the car to start a long drive, a 9pm start time is the sweet spot for him. He doesn’t like waking up early to start trips in the morning. Nor does he like being stuck in the claustrophobic traffic of other human bodies or cars during the afternoon. You’ll be dead tired by the time you get wherever you’re going but having a good beginning to vacations is important. Especially for Nathan. When you start at night his anxiety tends to be lower for the whole trip. The things we do for love.

#don't ask why jordan's is longer or has dialogue it's called finding the character for the 1st time #crazy ass boys gang #billy loomis x reader #jordan li x reader #stu macher x reader #josh washington x reader #jd x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #sparrow!ben hargreeves x reader #david mccall x reader #nathan prescott x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #sebastian valmont x reader #if you see an error anywhere no you do NOT #i am NOT a morning person if you couldn't tell god bless the ppl who are you are my enemy

[autumn-hiraeth]

WARNING(S) : nope, just fluff

SPARROW!BEN X UMBRELLA! READER

A/N: English isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistake :)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

BEN WAS DRUNK, TOO DRUNK.

You held him up preventing him from falling when he tried to get more shrimp from the food bar.

"Wow, calm down Ben" you murmured, amused to see him so... relaxed. Ben clung to your body, wrapping his arms around your waist as he lifted his face as he grinned foolishly at you.

"Hey doll " you looked at him impressed, not only he had stopped acting like an idiot but he was flirting with you.

"You need to rest Ben" you mumbled stroking his hair with your hand, it was an old habit you had, he seemed to like the attention so he hidden his face in your neck.

"Do you also like the other Ben more than me?" there it was, his traumas came to light, you placed your hand on his back comforting him.

"Come on Ben, stop comparing yourself, I'm sure that if we had more time to really get to know you, we would surely end up loving you" you whispered, Ben pulled his head out of your neck to look at you.

"even you could love me?" you smiled, this Ben only wanted affection.

"Ben, I would be the first to love you" you assured making him smile pleased, Ben kissed your cheek without letting you go.

"You would also be the first person I would love first Y/N"

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[sibsteria]

Devotion [umbrella!Ben Hargreeves Smut]

Warnings: thigh riding, f oral, m oral, piv sex, fluffy smut, fingering, romantic kissing, lap grinding, slightly dom!Ben, his first time asserting

Summary: You make the mistake of conjuring up your long term ghost boyfriend in Hotel Obsidian. Reader is Klaus’ twin with more practised and powerful abilities :)

[in my head my Ben is still here and I will not be taking any questions also reader is wearing a skirt]

ps this took so long 😭 I took a small difference from our sweet Ben but I am tempted to write a smut about virgin Benerino with reader

Read part two Damage Control here

I didn’t really proofread this so please notify any mistakes ty <3

18+ MDI!!!

Word Count: 3041

“Come on, I can sense you’re here.” I smile coyly around the space of the room. I wiggle my fingertips, a wind of pink cups around them. I had some time to get ready for the wedding.

“You’re no fun.” His solid form appears in the spot directly in front of me, arms crossed.

“Why are you lying to yourself? I’m plenty fun.” I waste no time by pulling myself into a standing position, wrapping my arms around the tall figure.

He sighs into the wisps of my hair, pulling me in tighter.

“Missed you today.” He murmurs, planting a kiss to my temple.

“God, I missed you too, dealing with asshole Ben is draining.”

“Oh, he’s so into you.” He pulls away from me, sitting on the mattress before pulling me into his lap.

“You’re so sure?” I raise an eyebrow.

“He’s me, I know how his cogs turn.” He moves a piece of my hair to fit behind my ear.

“Well, I think he needs to remove the pool cue from up his ass.” I brush his hair from its tidy style into a messy state.

“Wanna do it for him? Me? I don’t know how to address this.” He blinks in confusion before shrugging.

“I’d rather suck face with a windmill.”

“So much for loving me in every timeline.” He teases.

“Oh, come on! He puts the capital D in Douchebag, babe.” I press a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“Suppose you’re right.” He trails off and cups my face, pulling me back in to meet his lips in a proper fashion.

I melt into him, instantly, the soft cotton feeling of his lips soothing my own. I place my hands on his shoulders, steadying myself so I don’t fall off his lap.

He secures a hand on my waist whilst keeping his other glued to my cheek.

Our noses brush against each other as he moves with compassion, tasting of honey and orange, so uniquely him.

I let out a gleeful sigh into the kiss, as he prods his tongue, a silent request.

I open my lips wider, letting him in closer.

I slide my hands up to his hair, winding them around the soft streaks.

His tongue is still fumbling with mine, his thumb rubbing deep circles into my side.

I attempt to move my hands further down his hair but get caught on a couple of strands, creating a gentle tug against his locks.

A small moan of pleasure ricochets against my lips, I subconsciously smile into his own.

We disconnect, the fantasy to have an eternal kiss nags and pulls at my heart.

“You’re so pretty.” He whispers, breath hitting my chin.

“I should be saying that to you.” I move my hands down to find solace against the lapels of the leather that encased his torso.

“How am I dead but still have the opportunity to be with heaven?” He lingers a small kiss against me, his words winding around the cells of my body.

“You deserve everything you didn’t know you needed, love.” I move from my position into a straddling stance as he moves further into the plush underneath him, my skirt slides up a little.

Our lips connect once again, finding home in the comfort of each other. It’s more intense now, a sudden fervour to the moving of our mouths.

I hover, a hair fracture above his clothed dick, until his hands slide up my thighs and he presses them down so I’m fully on top him.

I resist the urge to move, a tease at heart.

He moves to squeeze the skin of my ass, propelling me to gently roll my hips against him.

He releases a breathy sigh, a smile pinching his cheeks as he pulls back from the kiss.

“Sit on my thigh?” It’s more of a question then a demand, something I adore about the man underneath me.

“If you insist.” I wink before kissing his nose, I move to set myself above his left thigh.

“Don’t resist yourself, I want you to enjoy every single moment we have together.” The intimacy and honesty of his statement soften my heart.

That is until he kisses me again, gripping the flesh of my ass, pulling me to grind down against him.

His wear and tear jeans do wonders against the thin cotton that constricts me.

“Shit, Ben.” I let his name fall freely from my lips, I let my hand slide up his other thigh, brushing over the fabric of his crotch.

“Fuck.” He cussed out as I knead my hand with a steady pace.

I start to grind down harder, faster, letting my clit roll against the denim.

I unzip his fly with one hand, opening the front of his pants. He’s painfully hard, already, sending a spark of lust below.

His hand tightens around my ass as I wrap my hand around him through his briefs, delivering steady tugs with what space I had.

He lets his thigh shake for me, increasing the pleasure of using him, short bounces as he spurs on my climax.

“Fuck, fuck, Ben.” I moan into his ear as I fall forward.

I can feel everything tightening, rocking my hips faster, I chase my upcoming high.

“C’mon.” His grumble turns into a moan as I give a particular hard tug.

“Almost there, love.” I nip at his earlobe, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

It all piles up, the pleasure, the love.

Until I’m cumming on his clothed thigh, grasping a hand at his shoulder, wet seeping through my panties and onto his jeans.

“Ben, baby-”

“Fuck.” His hot breath hits my neck, he whispers praises into the soft skin.

He gently removed my hand from him, rubbing shapes into my wrist.

“So good, baby.” He coos at me, lifting me from his defiled leg.

“I love you.” I let my mouth connect to the plush of his lips, he moans into them.

“I love you.” He whispers as I kiss a trail down his neck.

I let my fingers slide his jacket from his upper body, he pulls his hoodie and shirt afterwards, letting his bright read chest out for show.

He’s devoid of hair, smooth pecs and small trace of abs stare back at me.

I move to kneel on the floor.

“You don’t have to, my love.” He holds my chin between his finger and thumb.

“Oh, but I want to.” My desperation to wrap my mouth around him never ceases to shake him to his core.

“God, you’re perfect.” He moans out.

I smile at this, thinking the same about him.

After he’s no longer constricted from the refinery of the denim, I let a finger trace the underside of his cock.

He lightly grips the bedsheets resting under his palms, his head falling back as I wrap my mouth around his tip.

I let my right hand grasp the base, pulling steady strokes as I bob down on him. His mouth falls open, silent cusses air out.

I slide my other hand up his thigh, letting it cup his balls, massaging a gentle motion whilst still keeping my rhythm with my mouth.

“Shit.” His whine sends a jolt to my core, how is one man so blindingly hot?

I continue my pace, reveling in the whoreish sounds falling from his lips.

I remove my mouth from his cock, whilst keeping my hand tugging stable strokes.

I let my mouth wander down, my tongue pokes out as I lick a gentle stripe against one of his balls. Throwing caution to the wind I take them both into my mouth, awarding small sucks.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. Stop, stop.” I immediately cease all action.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something, oh, I’m so-”

“Absolutely not-” he takes a couple of moments to catch his breath “-I just want to come inside you, baby.” Sweet boy.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy.” I move from my knees to kiss him, letting my tongue explore his mouth, the taste of him still lingering in our swapping spit.

His forehead is painted a sheet of sweat.

“You need a moment?” I whisper sweetly.

“How about you take off your little outfit whilst I watch?” His devious smile is a new look on him, he’s so eager to take a turn at dominance.

“Damn.” I moan out.

Standing up fully, I reach for the hem of my shirt, letting it slowly slide up until I drop it on the floor beside me.

“You’ve been walking around with no bra?” He’s wide eyed and his mouth is gaped.

“It’s the end of the world, think I’m allowed some comfort.” I grin, reaching for the zipper of my skirt.

“No wonder, clone Ben can’t take his eyes off you.” His head lulls back before setting his eyes on me again.

“I’m all yours.” I look him dead in the eyes as I roll my skirt down my hips, letting my underwear join the garment. I bend slightly before letting it drop, he take the rest of his jeans off.

“Such a pretty little princess.” His words are sweet but there’s a dirty side to them.

I walk back over to him but before I make it to the bed he stands, grabbing my waist. He flips me onto the bed, my tits bounce up as I connect to the mattress.

“Shit, you’re so perfect.” He lets his knees connect to the sheets, settling himself between my legs.

“You don’t have to, baby.” I state as he lowers his frame.

“Oh, but I want to.” He repeats my words from before, smirking as he nips his teeth at the skin of my thighs.

He press small kisses and bites to my thighs, before sucking a large red mark, bang in the middle. I tense up, he’s teasing me, that’s my tactic.

He lets his head up further, moving his tongue up the side of one of my folds before quickly swiping over my clit and down the other one, barely lingering on the set of nerves.

“Ben.” I plead, he’s enjoying his new found dominance too much to grant what I want.

I feel one of his fingers trace a line down my entrance, not pushing it in. He does this a few times until I’m whining in wait.

“Please.” I whisper. He smiles softly at me, giving in.

His tongue connects to my clit as he finally pushes a single finger inside me. I relax into the pillow.

His small kitten licks are enough for now as his middle finger is curling sweet thrusts upwards.

I let myself drown in the pleasure and presence of him, my only love. I’d give anything for a single one of his desires.

He himself grows tired of the slow pace, inserting two more digits into me, whilst increasing the speed of his tongue.

“Oh, fuck.” My head dents into the mattress, my hands fumbling to grip the paper white sheets before deciding to wrap around his hair.

His fingers are setting a hard curling pace, hard and rough. His mouth wraps around my clit, emitting small fast sucks, whilst also moving his tongue up and down.

“Shit, Ben.” I’m almost crying from the pleasure and I’m certainly light headed.

It’s building up, fast and sure.

I tighten my hands around his locks, his hips are grinding slow thrusts into the sheets.

This is so hot. He’s so good, too good. Fuck.

His pace doesn’t falter of fail and I clench around his fingers as I come for the second time tonight.

“Ben!” I cry out, broken moans follow. He slows down his speed, letting me ride out my high to the last second.

“Oh, fuck, you’re getting fucking phenomenal at that.”

“I have an amazing teacher.” He breaths out, chest heaving, his hips have stop grinding against the mattress.

“I almost feel bad for keeping you all to myself.” I lift his chin with my hands, bringing him to my eye level.

“You don’t mean that.”

“You’re right, I don’t.” I connect my mouth to his in a messy kiss, his lower face still soaked in my cum, the taste doesn’t bother me in the slightest.

I wrap my legs around his middle, letting the make out last longer.

He presses his body down further, letting his abs rub up against my sensitive clit, a whine exits.

“I want you to ride them some time.” He states as he moves to kiss down my neck.

“Are you trying to kill me?” Poor choice of words.

“At least we’d be invisible together.” He makes an off hand joke.

He finds a spot and starts creating a mark with his teeth, delivering gentle kicks to soothe the pain. He repeats this a few times until I’m littered in them.

“There’s no pain in the void, only pleasure.” He’s so devious.

“Guess we have that to look forward too.” I reference the situation of the burning and collapsing world around us, I feel so safe with him that I’m not afraid anymore.

“You still wanna keep going?” He asks, his eyes boring deep into mine.

“You did just hear yourself, right?“ He rolls his eyes at me before softly kissing me, I untangle my legs from around him.

He’s still hard, leaking with pre cum, his tip is so red it looks painful.

“Fuck, I’m sorry for neglecting you like this, baby.” I look at him with kind eyes.

“Worth it, I love watching you writhe beneath me.” Those words. I have never heard those words fall from those pretty lips, but oh, do I want to hear them again.

“Fuck me, now.” I slide my hands down his biceps.

He moans out.

“Well, I wasn’t going wait until later.” He wraps his veiny hands around himself, letting a slow tug of his own before lining up with my entrance.

He takes his time pushing in, letting me feel every single inch of him, exactly how we like it. I’m so eager for ruin but for him, I have all the patience in the world.

He finally bottoms out, pressing his head against mine as his forearms find the spaces between my head.

He kisses the corner of my mouth before pulling almost all the way out, then sliding in, a torture worthy slow move.

He picks up his speed with every push of his hips, until he’s found a steady rhythm. It’s slow and hard and passionate.

He slides his fingers down the valley of my tits, down my middle until his thumb meets my clit. Slow circles and changes of pressure make my head fuzzy and eyes close.

“Let me see those eyes, princess. Please?” He’s so gentle, even when defiling me.

I flutter then open to see his perfect face staring back at me.

His pace starts to quicken but not lighten, his thrusts are still rough and deliberate.

The speed of his thumb against my clit has also fastened. He hiked one of my legs up around his shoulder, hitting a deeper spot then before.

“Ben, oh, fuck.”

“Shit, baby.” He moans out, his head meeting my opposite shoulder.

“Flip me.” I moan.

He’s silent but does as so. turning me into my stomach and wasting no time entering me again.

I press my chest into the pillow, arching my back at the complete destination of my body.

He’s railing me with such devotion and sentiment I can’t stop the tumble of moans and whines coming out of me.

“Rougher.” I plead.

“What if I hurt you?” He grunts out, still remaining his good boy attitude.

“You won’t, destroy me, please?” I grip the pillow in front of me.

“Fuck, I’m so lucky.” He laughs out before slamming hips hips into me, his hip bones creating friction against the back of my thighs.

He rains down a spank to my ass, gripping at the skin as an anchor.

He’s moaning with every delivered thrust.

His name is the only thing I see and think. His fingers find my clit again, rubbing fast and tight circles like his life depended on it.

Ben. Ben. Ben. Ben. Ben.

“Ben!” I moan out his name as my final orgasm hits me like a freight train, it’s soul wracking.

He lets out the loudest strangle moan I’ve heard him muster, spilling everything into me.

No need for contraception when you’re dead.

The unlocked door to the hotel room bursts open.

“Y/n, I heard you calling m-”

I whip my head around from it place on the pillow to see a face of horror, replacing the rushed tone of his previous statement. He’s completely shaken by the view of his clone balls deep in me.

Dickwad Ben.

“Fuck, you asshole! Get out!” I throw the pillow at him, he slams the door shut.

Ben pulls out of me.

I look towards him to see him silencing a laugh.

“Are you serious?” I stare him down but the more he’s laughing the easier it is to join in.

Soon we are in fits giggling on the sweat soaked sheets.

“Oh-ho, shit! He’s gonna go tell everyone! Fuck, I gotta go explain myself.” I shout out still in a gaggle of laughter.

“Take me with you, I gotta see how it plays out.” We hurry to dress ourselves, his cum still leaking out of me.

“Here.” He tosses me his jacket.

“You’re a doll.” I kiss him on the cheek.

“A spooooooky one.”

“Shut up, pretty boy, let’s go do some damage control.”

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[boofckenhoobitch]

In Another Life - Sparrow! Ben x Reader

A/N: I haven't wrote fanfics/oneshots in so long lmao but I am way too attracted to Sparrow Ben so i have to. Though please forgive me if the style is weird since I used to write on Wattpad a lot so Tumblr format is still something I’m trying to learn lol so bare with me pls and ty and hope you like my writing!

P.S : Let me know if you want a part 2 for the morning after because I thought about it but I don’t seem to have any ideas on how to turn ideas into words lol

Pairing : Sparrow! Ben x Reader (female pronouns)

Word Count : 2500+ (I’m too lazy to separate it into 3 parts so I apologize)

Warning: nothing special, a make out scene, mentions of death

Y/N has the ability of intangibility, it allows her to phase through physical matter. With Y/N’s ability, she was the only one able to survive the first apocalypse. 15 year old Five found her and they spent other 30 years together before Y/N died due to sickness; meaning that Five had lived a whole life with Y/N, only to go back in time and face the Y/N who lived in the present, a week before the apocalypse strike. Five would sometimes tell her stories of them together in the apocalypse and Y/N would just be a good listener and listen along.

You never asked for much in life.

Growing up, you learned not to ask for much given the background of your family. The most that you asked for was for your siblings to stay together as a family, and to have the chance to grow old with the love of your life, Ben.

It’s funny how you didn’t get neither.

With the disappearance of your second favourite sibling, Five then the death of your boyfriend, your family just stopped giving a shit. Missions stopped mattering, people grew more distant and it was everyone for themselves. Your siblings left the house one by one, and eventually you did as well.

There were times where you would try to meet up with your siblings after your departure, doing your best to still connect with them.

Especially Klaus when he was out of rehab, you always tried to meet up with him. You would always ask him if Ben’s with us, asking him questions about Ben and trying to see if Ben said anything back, but Klaus’ answers were always a slurry of nos, along with side comments about anything unrelated.

Eventually you realized that Klaus only really agreed to meet up with you because he needed money from you for more drugs and alcohol, and you stopped trying with your hopeless brother.

Without your brother’s ‘help’ to pass on words from the dead, you eventually gave up. Perhaps that was better for the both of you, as you two were never meant to be.

-

Life is a cruel mistress as one would say.

After saving the world twice, you really thought that for once in your life, you would be rewarded for the good deeds you had done. Instead, you had to hear your sister tell you that Ben had finally passed on, and that he would love you for the rest of his eternity.

It was heartbreaking that those were his last words to you.

And yet here he is, standing in front of you alive and breathing.

God, if you weren’t in shock, you would’ve socked this man in the jaw for toying with your emotions like that.

“Dad, who the hell are these assholes?” Ben asked Reginald. His eyes scanned the group of the Umbrella siblings before his eyes stopped at you, who was standing at the back of the group, already staring at him with a shocked expression.

“ Y/N?”

His voice brought back a sense of nostalgia, like how your Ben used to whisper your name when you cuddled in his bed, or how your Ben would call out your name with a sense of playful annoyance when you teased him; but he’s not here anymore and this is not your Ben, shown by the roughness of his voice.

His other siblings all stared at you from the second floor railing in shock, surprised that you're alive and siding with the enemy.

Ben froze up, and Marcus stepped in as Number One to take control of the situation. After Klaus’ sad attempt to hug Ben along with the many insults and taunts being thrown to each other, a fight broke out between the two groups (and sadly it wasn't a dance battle).

After fighting some of the Sparrow siblings, somehow you ended up in front of Ben. You both stared at each other in a stand off, you could see the conflicted emotions that swarmed behind his eyes. Hell, maybe he could see yours as well.

Both of you felt reluctant to fight one another yet with a sense of suppressed anger, both of your burning stares slowly toughened. You both stood in front of each other, strangers to one another.

You were the first to swing at him, breaking the tension between you both. Your fist collided with his cheek, his upper body turned to the side with the force. Clutching his slowly bruising cheek, he looked back at you hurt or maybe betrayed? You didn’t care as your own mind was clouded with anger. There was a small pause in both of your movements before his eyes hardening, and he lunged at you.

A tentacle sprung out of his chest, wrapping itself around your wrist. Though it was weird, you missed the weird slimy yet smooth texture of his tentacles. You phased your hand through the tentacle sending a chill down Ben’s spine, as he felt the coldness of your ghostly wrist pass through him. You both fought fiercely, attacking and dodging.

Perhaps the held back emotions you both had finally found a healthy release.

You retreated after seeing your siblings’ defeat, with Marcus’ threat and Ben’s lingering stare on you.

You wished to never see him again.

You hoped that you would never have reopen that closed wound again.

———

The second time you met him was when you went out for a jog with your dumb yet lovable brother, Luther.

Your brother, lost in his own world next to you as you both jogged with the same pace.

Slowly, you felt a presence around you, or above you? Your head snapped up, spotting a few ravens flying as they landed on lamp post and park benches around you, they all stared and observed you. Sensing the danger around you, you tugged on your brother’s shirt as you picked up your pace from a jog to a sprint. The ravens swooped and flew towards you two, they cawed loudly as Luther let out a yelp and turned around, running away from you as the birds chased after him.

Seeing the birds and Christopher, the floating box followed your brother, your sprint slowed as you stared at your brother’s retreating form, trying to catch your breath.

Then suddenly, a sharp pain at the back of your head and darkness.

Ben reached out to grab you before your body hit the floor. His glance softened at your unconscious figure and lifted your body in his arms. His siblings, Fei and Sloane watched him with unspoken pity, knowing how much you their Y/N meant to him before her death.

“ Make sure to catch that big oaf.” He ordered as he turned around, making his way back to the Sparrow Academy with you passed out in his arms.

-

You blinked away the blurriness as you sat up in an unfamiliar room.

The walls were filled with photos and as you slowly walked towards them to observe them, you can see that they are mostly of you and Ben.

The you in the photos looked different, a lot kinder and more gentle, she smiled a lot bright and so did Ben. Photos of you two on a picnic, napping together, sneaked photos of one another, or photos where either of you were trying to cover your faces with a smile. It’s weird seeing yourself living another life you have no memories of.

Your eyes stopped on one last photo. The photo was slightly covered and hidden under the other brighter photos, a photo of you standing in front of the sunset on a grassy field. Your features were hidden due to the brightness of the sun behind you, but you can see that you were laughing. Your silhouette looked so happy, reaching a hand out towards the photographer.

“ That was the last photo I took of her.” You looked back to see Ben leaning against the doorframe. Your eyes returned to the photo before covering the photo up like how you found it.

The silence was deafening.

“ How… How did she die?” You finally decided to ask, breaking the silence. Ben stayed quiet as the longing look eyes left and the cold look returned. His posture straightened out and his voice toughened as his head turned to look at you.

“ Come downstairs, my family wants to talk to you and your brother.”

Then he left.

———

Honestly after Ben let you and Luther go in exchange for Marcus, you really really thought you wouldn’t see them again. After all, the deal seemed simple enough and you have no need of seeing them again.

But life never gives you what you want.

So here you are, at Sloane and Luther’s wedding as the world outside slowly get sucked into a black hole. The happy couple danced with each other, as everyone either joined them on the dance floor or sat around the venue, eating and drinking away.

You were on your sixth cocktail, sipping away with a tired drunken look in your eyes. You looked around at everyone having a good time as your eyes landed on Ben who was sitting alone by himself, hunched over the table in front of a bunch of… shrimp?

Curiosity got the best of you so you made your way over in your maroon dress. As you sat down next to him, his head slowly lifted up from his arms, and let out a loud burp.

“ How… Charming.” You said as you looked at the man who once always had his guard up.

“ Ten people. Ten people left and they didn’t invite me to their stupid bachelor party.” Ben said, his eyebrows furrowed.

“ Well you didn’t make yourself a very welcoming person, so I get it.” You reply, letting out a laugh into your drink as you went for another gulp. A hand latched on to your wrist as you turned your head to look at an upset Ben.

“ Why don’t they like me?”

“ Because you’re an asshole, and you’ve been nothing but rude to them, so why would they like you?” You laughed as your finished your drink, his hand slipping from the motion of your hand.

“ Why don’t you like me?” That’s when your laughter died down and you stared at Ben, who was already looking at you. You let out a sigh, looking back into your now empty cup.

“ I don’t hate you, if that’s what you’re trying to insinuate. You just…”

“ Remind you too much of him?” You never told Ben about your relationship with the other Ben, but it was rather obvious how you two were together in your timeline while he was with you in his timeline. You simply smiled bittersweetly at Ben.

“ Sometimes, but in different way.”

“ How so?”

“ Ben was always so annoying. A nerd and a party pooper. He’s like a tiny gray cloud on a sunny day.” You laughed at yourself, knowing if he was still here he would’ve pushed you jokingly for those comments.

“ Those are all bad things…” Ben replied, confused at your choice of words.

“ Yeah… and he was the best thing that ever happened to me.” You smiled, recalling all the old memories of you and him.

“ How… how did he die?” Ben finally asked after a short moment of silence.

“ I wasn’t there when it happened, which was the worse part of it all. I was sent away on a different mission, and when I came back? No one would look me in the eyes and tell me what happened. I had to force it out of Diego who told me vaguely what happened. None of them were willing to go in detail anyways, just called it the Jennifer incident.”

“ My Y/N… she died alone on a solo mission. Till this day, we still couldn’t find her body. I prayed that she was alive and was simply in hiding due to the circumstances of her mission, but that faith lead to nothing and I eventually had to face the facts. She’s gone.” Ben looked ahead, his eyes glossed over as he recalled the memories of himself crying over you, never returning to him again.

“ How was she like?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

“ She was kind. Always so kind even if this kindness required her to sacrifice herself. She was stupid but she always looked for the best in people. After all, she saw the best in me.” Ben smiled to himself and you smiled with him.

“ Both of our better halves died and now we’re just left here, isn’t that just so sad.” You laughed as you went to go pour yourself another drink, perhaps to have fun, perhaps to drink your sorrows away, who knows?

The party continued in the back as you two who were sitting at the bar poured your hearts out to each other, drinking more drinks. The topic slowly changed through the night as you two went from talking about your dead ex lovers to your interests and funny stories of your life.

“ No stop, you did not fucking do that to her.” You laughed as you took another sip of your drink.

“ I did! I also blamed it on Alphonso so him and Jayme both got chores for a whole week as their punishment.” Ben laughed along with you as you propped your elbow on the table, holding your head up as you looked at him with half lidded eyes and a small smile on your face. The alcohol in your system slowly introduced a hint of sleepiness as you blinked slowly at the man. You let out a yawn.

“ Okay, I’m gonna head to bed.” You said as you stood up and stretched.

“ Tired already?” Ben asked, looking back at you with a tired smile.

“ Why? You gonna miss me?”

“ Maybe a little.” He smirked as you laughed. You reached out your hand to lightly pat his cheek as you slowly leaned forward, closer to his face. With a few inches left between you two, your eyes scanned his face as his eyes did the same with yours.

“ Goodnight Ben.” You whispered and kissed him on the cheek. You turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator dinged as the doors slid open in front of you. After stepping in and choosing your floor, you leaned against the wall of the elevator, your eyes closed as you tried your best to stay awake. Suddenly, a hand stopped the doors right before they closed, making a noise that surprised you and your eyes to snap open. And there stood Ben, outside the elevator panting as he stared at you, his eyes so intense as a surge of energy suddenly filled your body and you stood up straighter, staring back at the man.

He headed straight to you at the back of the elevator, his hands found their way to your face as his mouth found its way to yours. Your mouths moved together in a unison while one of your arms hooked around the back of his neck, and your other hand reached up to grip his hair, lightly tugging his roots. He let out a groan as your bodies pressed closed to one another, grinding against each other.

The elevator dinged once again, your mouths separated from one another, slightly panting as you staring at each other with lustful eyes.

“ We take this back to my room?” You asked. You tilted your head and leaned into his hand, his fingers brushing your cheek while you played with his hair.

“ Sure.”

And you all know what happened next.

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[potatopfft]

Me after watching TUA s3 trailer: hm it appears that sparrow!Ben is an asshole.

Also me: But it doesn't change the fact that he looks HOT in his new personality- 👀🥵

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[silky-slinky]

NOT SO BAD AFTER ALL !

SPARROW!BEN HARGREEVES X FEM!READER !

BEN HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

From what you've noticed, Luther changed, for the better. Causing you to actually have fun spending time with him. Sure he had his worse moments but it was nothing like the last time you've seen each other. Therefore, putting you in a position where you agreed to accompany Luther on his morning jog.

“Good mornin'!” Luther greeted the hotel receptionist. His name is irrelevant to you, giving him a tight-lipped smile knowing how he is every day. Grumpy. Although you did notice him being a bit grumpier than usual.

The hotel receptionist kept his demeanor, replying with a “for some” to Luther. Not caring about what he had to say, you dragged your brother's large body out the door.

You and Luther end up having small talk on your way to the park. Sweat was now present on your face, while Luther barely breaking a sweat. Luther was delighted more than usual, probably something that happened yesterday that you weren't told about.

The hairs on the back of your head prickle up at a feeling you can't quite point your finger at. A great sense of danger was one that you'd consider one of your powers along with telekinesis. Your siblings could all agree on the fact that most of the time, you'd get them out of danger.

Stopping still in your tracks, looking around the park to observe your surroundings more clearly. Your eyes stopped right at one Raven on top of the light post, calling out to Luther with your newfound information. “Luther, didn't one of the Sparrows have birds for a power?”

More and more ravens arrived, causing both of you to ponder on the words you said. “I think it's more than birds for a power, Y/n.” Taking you to go behind him, ready for battle, as you looked out for his back.

A few seconds passed after having staring contests with the ravens, they started to fly toward the both of you.

“Shit.”

Your eyes fluttered open, a headache quickly forming. “Holy shit.” Recollecting your memories from earlier. You noticed how the ceiling wasn't a ceiling you were used to, the surface you were laying down on being a bit more uncomfortable than what you would like.

Sitting up, hearing a familiar voice humming something you didn't know. “Mom?” Seeing her frame you knew all too well from your timeline. You looked over to the side, seeing Luther passed out; just like you were earlier, laying on the same uncomfortable bed you had.

Grace didn't reply, but only having her attention on the medical supplies she had laid out in front of her. “Where am I?” Due to your headache, it was hard to use your powers.

“The academy, silly. Everybody's waiting for the both of you.” She paused for a moment before going back to her medical supplies. “Which academy? Who's everyone?” She ignored you once more.

Opting for a less time-consuming way, sliding your way off the bed, waking Luther up. “Y/n?” His eyes adjusted to the light, looking around the room to get a jist of what had happened.

“We're in the Sparrow academy. Those little shits kidnapped us.”

“Oh, we're here at Sloane's place?”

“That's not something to be happy about, Luther!” Rolling your eyes at him, scanning the room to take a weapon. Deciding on a mop, the only choice you had, throwing it to Luther who catches it. Putting his whole body in front of you to shield you from those who were behind the black curtain.

Luther swung the mop around after going through the curtain, revealing the Sparrow academy in all its smug glory. The man with the messed-up face speaks up first, announcing to the room that you've both woken up.

“Ah, there they are!” The pretty girl's head turned around to look at you and Luther.

“Please, join us.” The girl with the sunglasses on gestured for you and Luther to take a seat.

On the other hand, the thing you liked to call 'tingle' hasn't been activated. It made you sure to trust these people even though it wasn't what you had in mind when you and your siblings first met them. Not only that, your tingle hasn't been proven wrong in all your life you've used it. But that doesn't mean you'd let your guard down and won't play hard to get.

“It's okay. Nobody's gonna hurt any of you.” Ben speaks out. You hadn't thought that there was a day when you'd despise Ben, this day told you otherwise. The only difference was, that this wasn't your Ben.

Your eyes panned over to the pretty girl, you believed she was named Sloane from what you've heard from Luther. She offered a smoothie for you and Luther, a wide smile on her face.

“Oh.” Dropping the mop on the floor. “Yeah, thanks.” Taking the smoothie from her hands. You rolled your eyes at his antics, his evident heart eyes for the girl your other siblings consider as one of the enemies.

You slowly made your way towards the table, glaring at the Ben who took the face of your Ben. The girl with the sunglasses on watches your every move, just like the other people there. “You must be starving.” Eating something from her hand you didn't know.

“No, we probably shouldn't.” You say, squinting your eyes at the person he calls himself Ben. Him mimicking your actions.

By now, Luther was beside you, smoothie still in hand. “Is that cashew butter?” Rolling your eyes at Luther for the ninth time. Perhaps spending time with him was a big mistake.

“Cashew butter, almond butter, sunflower butter, tahini, Brazil nut.” Sloane listed off the different kinds of butter they had. Mildly impressed by their butter collection yet confused as to why would they have that much butter?

“Wow. You know what? Now that you mention it, I am feeling a little bit, uh, peckish, actually.” A disappointed look on your face as you saw him give in.

“Help yourself.” The guy with the disgusting face replies. Luther muttered a soft 'thank you' to them, before asking you to join him.

“Y/n/n? Wanna try some? I'll make one for you.” Your heart warmed slightly at that. Although he was quite dumb sometimes, he still cared for you as his younger sister.

Growing up, you hadn't had the best relationship with your siblings. Childhood was rough and had a mark on all of you, Luther included. Even though it did come off as him being your father's favorite. You were used quite a lot on missions, given your tingle and telekinesis.

You smiled softly at him, giving up on your act and actually enjoying breakfast, much to your dismay. Sitting down in front of Ben gives you a clear view of his smugness. As Luther liked to call it.

Luther was happily making yours and his breakfast before being interrupted by Ben. “So, we know you're Number One, but we haven't been formally introduced yet.” Referring to Luther.

“I'm Ben, Number Two.” Not like you didn't know that yet. Of course, everyone knew he was Ben.

Luther lets out a sigh of contentment, starting at his brother fondly. “It is so good to see you again, buddy.”

“Yeah, but I expected it to be less douchey.” Staring at Ben up and down. All he's ever shown you and your siblings is how mean he's been. It was obvious that Klaus was affected by his punch. You could see how hurt he was. Not by the punch, but by the betrayal of his supposed sibling.

Ben simply ignored you and went back to focus on Luther.

“Why does everyone keep looking at me like that?” Turning his head to his siblings.

Luther stopped putting his butter on the bread. “Because you've been dead for 15 years.”

“Dead? What do you mean, dead?” Being fed up with his overconfident self, you stepped in for Luther.

“Alright, Ben. Don't get your panties into a twist.” Ben gives you a look of disgust. “Since my siblings aren't that bright, here's what I think. We are not from this timeline? Which means that you're a different Ben.” Pausing to see his reaction.

“Our Ben is nice. You're not.” You've thought about this theory ever since you wound up in this place. Definitely a theory worth discussing with Five after you've made your way out of here.

“What is that even supposed to mean?” Ben started before being interrupted by the girl with the sunglasses.

“Anyway, I'm Fei. Number Three.”

“Alphonso, cuatro.” The guy with a deformed face says.

“Sloane. Five. Hey.” Ignoring her blatantly obvious attempt at flirting with your brother. And of course, Luther only replies to her.

“I'm Jayme. Six.” A girl from the far end of the table says.

Ben points over to Christopher, the cube. “That's Christopher, of course. Number Seven.”

Moments passed on, and the sparrows explained that they would like to know where their Number One is. To be frank, none of you knew where he was. None of you cared that much to abduct a man who had super strength. But of course, the sparrows didn't believe a words you said.

The banter between you and Ben continued. Even things so little, the glares, the small push every time you would pass by each other. Your siblings were glad, relieved, to see their old Ben back. Needless to say, you were relieved, just not glad.

The sparrows were currently gathered around both of you, their stares intimidating.

“You're both free to go.” The hairs on your nape instantly stand up at his words. Confusion both on your faces. He was letting you both off too easily, something was wrong.

“Why?”

“Gesture of goodwill.”

He now turns to you, “but I want you to pass along a very important message to your family.”

“I'm only picking you to send this message because you're clearly more intelligent than him. And we both know you're clearly the most valuable member of your team.” Your eyes widen in shock at what he said.

“Finally! Say that to my siblings, please.” Leaning your body back lightheartedly, you had to admit, that he's being less mean than he was earlier.

He took a step forward in front of you, a mere 3 feet was between the both of you, more or less. “Let Marcus go. And if any of you hurt one hair on him, we'll come for you.”

“All of you.” He took a step back to now look at Luther. “And I promise we won't be so hospitable next time.” There it is again, cocky Ben. You rolled your eyes at his attempt to scare you with his speech.

“Super don't like being threatened, Ben.” Luther replied from beside you. Fei was quick to jump on her feet and respond to your brother.

“You'll do what we say, or else...” Arching her back in a way a flock of ravens came out. Reminding you of their warnings earlier about how Fei's birds would eat you and your brother's brains if all doesn't go according to plan.

THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST !

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[jaesincorrectquotes]

𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙫𝙪?

|| GIF by: @viktorhargreeves

|| Parings: Ben Hargreeves x Reader

|| Version: Sparrow

|| Setting: Set during the time they fight the guardian

|| Series, Oneshot, Blurb, Incorrect

|| Author's Note: I just rewatched THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY. And I am falling for Ben Hargreeves once more.

|| Announcement: I will be doing a Q&A! So, just slip into my ask box and ask me stuff!

|| Next Post: lee junho x attorney!reader

|| Story below the cut

|| Warnings: None

|| Type: Idk if it could be counted as angst, mostly fluffy

|| Story below the cut

"Do you get deja vu?" You look to your side to see Ben. "What?" He rolls his eyes as he repeats "Do you get deja vu when I'm with you?" You just look at him and ask "Why are you asking that?" He looked away "Tsk. Never mind." You rolled your eyes at him "Babe. Honestly." He just sighed saying "Fine. Its just that, in your timeline you were also with your Ben. And in this timeline your with me. And as far as some people say, we look alike. And-" You cut him off and said "No. I dont get deja vu. You may look like him, sound like him, smile like him. But you are different from him. Sure your arrogant, annoying, and a major dickhead but thats what I love about you." He just smiled and said "Thats good. I'm better than him anyways."

|| Author's Note: Thats was so effing short. But I hope you guys enjoyed this. Please do not reblog without my permission. If any of you readers notice a fic that is written like this please tell me. Please follow and like. And give your honest criticism in the comments or dm me. Thank you very much! - Jae

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[pekoamv]

Present Past And The future

Warning: curse words and season 3 spoilers!! 

Sparrow Ben x Reader Part 1

Your powers and abilities include telekinesis, energy manipulation, and some form of neuroelectric interfacing that allows y/n to both read thoughts and also give your targets waking nightmares. (Just like Wanda’s powers (if you don’t know, she’s a Marvel character). (Before Y/N became Hargreeves she was Y/n Quinn) Length: 985 words

When the Umbrella Academy prepared for their fight with the Sparrow Academy, Y/N Comes inside the living room with a confused look and asks “Wtf is going on?!” A mysterious young man with many knifes all over his clothes calls your name. Jayme, Bens sister, replies by saying “she is Ben’s wife you perv”. That’s when things took an odd turn. Marcus turned around and he responded with “you got 30 seconds to leave or we’ll beat the shit out of you”. It seems like they were going to leave until the member with a hat faced towards  Ben and you saying “you look way better alive Ben and Y/N, they’re in life and dead together isn’t that adorable’’. Ben replied to him by saying ‘’shut your mouth’’. Ben walked over to him and punched the guy in the face, which made the guy with the hat take a hit on the ground. At that moment a fight started between the Sparrow and the Umbrella.

‘’Hey you didn’t have to do that!’’ shouted the biggest one at Ben.

‘’Um yes he did” you responded facing him. It didn’t take long before everyone started to fight. Marcus was fighting the big one, Fei the pretty one, Christopher fought the man with the knifes, Ben and…the little kid? Alphonso, Sloane, Jayme and you watched Fei kick the pretty girls ass. Until she said something that made Fei freeze, that’s when Alphonso and you joined the fight.

‘’Hit me. C’mon, hit me in the face.’’ Alphonso said just before she hit him as hard as she could, the punch reverberating back to her face. Walking slowly towards her you kick her and before you could kick her again she disappears. When everyone had been thoroughly dealt with you meet back up with the others in the living, watching Marcus kick the big guy his ass.

‘’Thai food for dinner?’’ Fei asks to mixed opinions. ‘’What about fine Italian? They ask, annoyed at everyone’s indecisiveness. ‘’Marcus stop’’ you say. ‘’Not yet’’ Marcus responds and starts to finish the called out sibling of the big guy. Making Marcus look up let the big one go. Focusing on the one that escaped you go after him, hunting him like a cat and dog. Stopping to hear his footsteps you track down where he is.

‘’Where are you going?’’ you say standing about 5 feet away from him. ‘’we were just starting to have fun.’’ You said jokingly. ‘’Look I don’t want to hurt you Y/N. I mean we both know I could’’ he says laughing

‘’Oh fuck you’’ you say not taking your eyes off him as he tries to go around you. Circling him you reveal your knife. ‘’Nice knife too dangerous to play with though.’’ he says while walking to you. C’mon we both know this isn’t you, you were so kind sweet and wouldn’t dare to hurt a soul,’’ he gets closer, close enough to touch you. Becoming freaked out by what they all said about you and your husband being dead. Deciding that you won’t hurt him, and saying he should ‘’Go,’’ He runs to a different part of the house. Resuming where you were with the rest of your family, you stand over the person who distracted Marcus. Just as you were about to punch them, they sent a powerful blast that threw everyone backwards. Hitting your head on one of the many ornament things in the room. You started to see everything blurry. Ben is saying something to you but understand nothing and then drops to the floor.

‘’Y/n Past Before she became a Sparrow 2017 12 January”

Y/n just came in Toronto and Hamilton, Ontario, She always stayed at one place and decided  it was nice to finally see the world.

She needed to go to the bank to take cash. Everything was peaceful until some robbers came with weapons. Y/n didn’t know about the Sparrows back then, she was scared and used her powers to make them all fall. The doors opened and Y/n and many other people ran for their life while the sparrows were being in shock. ‘’Wtf happened!’’ Ben said ‘’Idk let’s check the cameras.’’ Marcus responds. They watched the camera footage and were in surprised  to see someone with such strong powers. ‘’Fei find her and lets go home’’ Marcus said. Jayme nods and replies with ‘’Maybe she is one of us?  Marcus shrugs, ‘’Maybe let’s find out and make a plan at home.’’

“Did you find anything at the academy’’ asked Sloane. Fei shook her head. ‘’We are going to need a plan if we find her.’’ Ben said ‘’Let’s just talk to her before we do anything.’’ Ben nods his head you’re your direction ‘’oh fuck I hope no one saw that.’’ You said to yourself walking back and forth while being worried.

The next day Ben walks around the streets and sees you walk around like a lost puppy. ‘’Do you need help?’’ Ben asks while looking friendly at you. You looked up at him and nodded replying ‘’yea I’m kind of lost.’’. Ben puts his hand on your Shoulder, ‘’Well, where do you need to go?’’ he asks while looking around. ‘’I am actually looking for a clothing store, I need new clothes.’’ You responded shrugging while staring embarrassed at the floor.  Ben grabs your hand and got your attention.  ‘’I’m Ben, are you new in town’’?

This was part 1 I’m making part 2 right now please tell me if you like it and want more

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[bowieandqueen11]

Pathetic / Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves Imagine

Request: May I request a Sparrow Ben x gn reader enemies to lovers???👉👈

Yes my love, yes you may ahhh I am SO excited for tomorrow!!! <3 

Also I hope you don’t mind, I feel like an enemies to lovers story deserves multiple chapters so I’m going to start with this one and then if people enjoy it I’ll write another! So please let me know if you like this! :)

I also played around with a lot of imagery in this bit so bonus points if you tell me you spot some lmao

(I do not own The Umbrella Academy or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @inej-ghafa.)

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Ben Hargreeves was many things. 

Unpredictable. Distant. Cold. Unforgiving. 

But in love, he was not.

That’s what he kept repeating to himself as he marched down the streets, sneakers pounding over the cracks harshly enough to add a couple more. The training session today had been particularly harsh, and as he runs a hand through the strands of his hair to push it back he can’t get the image of Jayme knocking him flat on his ass out of his mind. Or the sounds of Alphonso doubling over in laughter, and the mocking scold of his father reminding him that he can always move him down the ladder to become Number Seven if he keeps this level of incompetence up.

‘Distracted!’ He scrunches his eyes up, trying to stop his heart from lunging out of his throat as the words of his father echo in his chest. ‘You are distracted - pathetic! You’re going to get all your siblings killed if you don’t shape up, Number Two.’

Distracted? He wasn’t... he would never be... nothing was distracting.... He huffed out breath into the wind, blazing enough even to rival even the scorch of an ancient cave-hid dragon. No, you weren’t distracting him, even if he was nearly jogging down the side streets of New York to find you. Even if your voice rang in the back of his mind as he tried to fall asleep at night, keeping him awake with some kind of ruination that left every cell in his body feel smouldering with some kind of want. Even as he woke in a sweat, body drenched and sheets crumpled around his naked torso. He would gaze out towards the sliver of moonlight that bathed the top half of his bed in a crystallised halo and wish that you would stop haunting him. That you would just leave. Him.  Alone.

No, not distracted. Not in love. Pathetic. His father was right, that’s what he is. Pathetic.

Yet that feeling, that hope endured within him. That longing wrong that he hoped would bring him out of this immortal death and back within himself.

At first he didn’t hear the twinkle of the bell as he entered the bookshop, too busy straightening his blazer and trying to make himself look presentable again. The place was cool against his scorching skin, the mellow floorboards creaking under his weight as he left the shadowing stars and entered the blinding brightness. His mind didn’t even realise his feet were guiding on some twisted, warped, bound red string path towards you. The lost man being guided away from the horrors the dark held and back towards the light, if only he could be brave enough to swallow his fears and allow himself to be truly seen by the one person who had managed to break through and clutch the barbed edges of his heart.

He wandered past the rows of dusty shelves that lined the left edge of the store, overlooking the arched mullioned windows that threw rainbow rays of light across his face. He brushed down the edges of his jumper, pulling off a thread from the ribbed hem as he stepped further into salvation, mulling his way past stocked piles of tables littered with today’s best sellers. He drew his hands together and held them together in front of his abdomen as he approached the back of the store, wondering what this constricting feeling in his chest was. He stopped in front of you, clenching his jaw and trying to figure out why even the dim outline of your face was enough to make him feel so nervous. So weak. 

Pathetic.

He coughed. An awkward sound - unsure, but like all his actions, with its usual ingrained forcefulness nonetheless.

‘So, Y/n. Have you found any new ways to bore people to death today? The book you’re reading certainly looks like it could do it. Would be a better way to go than having to talk to you.’

You coolly looked up above the edge of your book to be met, yet another day, with the haughty grin of Ben Hargreeves. You only sigh in return, wishing that your manager would stop leaving the new sets of wobbly neon pencils that would sit collecting dust on the shelves for years on the book shop’s counter. Mainly due to the fact that Ben was toying with one in his left hand, tightening it enough to snap in his fist as soon as you began to talk.

‘You know, for someone who swears they hate my guts, you do come around here an awful lot Number Two.’

The pencil shattered at that, shards of graphite flying across the desk and unceremoniously dusting your uniform; you only dust it off and go back to ignoring the near snarling man in front of you.

‘Don’t call me that’,

‘Awww, Benny Boy, did I touch a nerve?’, you push out your lower lip and reach across the till to try and pinch his cheeks, but he hastily slaps your hands away. They seem to shake as he lowers them down to his sides, his face burning a bright peach as he seems to tremble on the spot. Yet he’s confused... his breathing has quickened, stomach feeling sick in his usual fight response, and yet, Ben Hargreeves isn’t angry. He doesn’t understand it at all, and he doesn’t like it, not comprehending what this feeling could if it isn’t either pride or disgust.

‘Not a nerve’, he starts, trying to calm himself down. ‘And I don’t hate your guts as you so eloquently put it. You just confuse me, is all.’

‘Yeah... you confuse me too, but at least I have a reason for it! You come in here all the time when you’re a kid and then suddenly one day it’s just POOF! No more Ben, no more of my best friend, and then a month ago you just start rolling in here once a day to back talk me.’

You slam your book down and make to move out from the side of the desk and into the wilds of the store. The heart-break is evident in your eyes, and even Ben finds his scowl falling into a more stricken frown at the sight. This isn’t what he had wanted. He truly thought that if he talked to you in the way he had been taught to, the same way he competed with his siblings, that you would eventually fall into the intrinsic rhythm he had been hoping to find. 

To be honest, he had no other idea what to do as you began to move past him, except to stutter over his words. You watched him wince at that, shaking his head at being so uncharacteristically weak and uncollected in public. If anyone else in the scuttering store had seen him - had recognised his uniform and rumour managed to spread back to the Academy, his father would scold him for a month straight. 

He bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood, but said no words. Made no movement, except to lower the hand he had desperately raised to try and grab your wrist back down to his side.

‘You have no right to be confused by me Ben Hargreeves, because you sure as heck don’t know me any more. And I sure as hell don’t know you.’ You turned your back and walked away, praying to anything you could think of that Ben wouldn’t be able to see the tremor in your shoulders and the uncertainty in your step.

He stood there. He made no movement. He couldn’t. Despite how nonchalantly he tried to straighten his lips and how firmly he tried to squint his eyes after you as he stood there alone, his heart was melting away and down through the soles of his shoes like the last whisper of a lover’s prayer. It leeched onto the unstained floor in its despairing attempt to follow you. 

Yet it failed, as his harrowing, ruined heart always did.

And now he was alone, with no hope of redemption. Pathetic. He was pathetic, and this misery was what he deserved.

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[slasherscream]

i will say sparrow ben is just enough toxic™ to be on the low tier of crazy ass boy gang (right along side josh on a good day and arvin just all the time) that being said if requests are open what are your thoughts on ben with a black girl please

A/N: thank you for being kind enough to lie bestie

sparrow!ben hargreeves + being with a black girl

First off, let's get this out of the way, he's an asshole. It will be hard to genuinely catch his attention. He's seen plenty of action, he's a celebrity superhero for god's sake. He's just never had romantic feelings for someone.

Until you.

We'll go with the idea that you are one of the 43, you're just not an official Umbrella Academy Hargreeves. You're more like the super powered stray they found along the way, indoctrinated against your will into their crazy, forever-in-danger lives.

You appear in Sparrow!Ben's timeline along with everyone else and are there for the initial confrontation between the Umbrellas and the Sparrows.

However, much as you'd come to love the Umbrellas you took one look at the vibes in that room and decided that you were just going to quietly leave the house and hope that the Umbrellas followed behind you.

Fat chance of that!

You're half way to the door when a tentacle wraps around your leg and you get slammed through a wall. Because he believes in equality of the genders. Feminist king <3

You quickly respond by giving him a run for his money. The only reason you stop fighting him is because Five blinks you away without choice.

So there's your meet cute.

You being a black girl isn't the reason he noticed you. He's been with all kinds of women before. The first thing he notices about you is that, just like the other Umbrellas, you're a genuine threat.

Which means initially he was fully planning on killing you ☠️☠️

Not even having his siblings do it for him. He was like "I've got her." Just because you got a few good hits on him. Petty? Yeah, he is.

It's at Hotel Oblivion where he actually starts to notice you.

You have a very relaxed energy compared to the other Hargreeves. You've got a spicy margarita in one hand, a book in the other, and are wearing the nicest clothes you could find, because it's the end of the world and you're going to look your best and feel your best when it goes.

You're powerful but have decided, essentially, to just lay down and die.

It pisses him off. He's not the type to take anything lying down. But you're doing it with a grace that he envies. He's at the end of the world feeling small and pathetic and you're at total peace, you almost seem happy.

He doesn't realize that he can't stop staring at you until Klaus says something. Klaus's ears ring with how loud he got bitched out.

But facts are facts and he can't take his eyes off you. Now he's realizing how pretty you are, which he hates.

The way your brown skin looks under the glowing light of the death of time and space itself. The way you styled your hair, how it compliments your face. It all starts driving him crazy and he has way more important things to be doing than thinking about you.

The first time you two truly bond is at the wedding. He tells you about the way it felt to be excluded and you sympathize as you didn’t grow up with the Hargreeves and often feel like a plus one. The fact that you never knew this other, better, loved version of him also makes him more comfortable around you. There’s no one you’re comparing him to.

Spilling his guts to you and showing vulnerability made him feel a little sick. Noticing that, you slid him a drink and were vulnerable with him in turn. Trusting and open. Sweet. Something he was unaccustomed to.

You spent the night talking with one another. Sometimes interrupted by Klaus. But you made a connection. It was terrifying and exhilarating. He didn’t even kiss you but the night felt like a dream.

He didn’t think it was in his nature to love at all, really. Let alone to fall in love. But to do it in one night on top of it all? When he throws up the next morning it’s from more than the hangover.

But then there’s more of saving the universe and he can ignore his feelings for a moment as he enjoys being on a mission, with a clear goal in mind.

Then you’re all stuck in yet another new timeline. When he starts to walk away he just knows he’ll be on his own from this moment on. No more Sparrows. No more being Number 1 or even tolerating being Number 2. No more anything that’s ever mattered to him.

Then he hears quiet steady footsteps following after him. And he looks back and there you are. Brown skin glowing under the light of the moon and the streetlamps of the park.

“The odd men out have to stick together.” All the explanation you give before you walk past him, suddenly leading him into this new uncertain future together.

He follows after you, a little less shaken up and a little more sure. Maybe even content. You’d never know either way.

#sparrow!ben #sparrow ben hargreeves #ben hargreeves x reader #sparrow!ben hargreeves x reader #there is no justifying this man being added #except for the fact that sebastian is on this blog and part of crazy boys gang #so FUCK IT y'know? #i'm not even thinking about season 4 this is gonna be so canon non compliant it's CRAZY

[autumn-hiraeth]

warnings: none!

sparrow!ben hargreeves x reader

A/N: English isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistake :). I really missed write about ben <3 even if he isn't our ben

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"hi, Benarino" you greeted your boyfriend using the nickname that his "brother" from another timeline had gave him.

the sparrow rolled his eyes, he had heard that nickname all day: his brothers hadn't stopped making fun of him.

"Get lost" he murmured low, far from hearing him you approached him, you knew your boy.

"ow, don't take it personally honey" you whispered caressing his face, leaning close to his lap, his lips inches from yours.

Your boyfriend sighed, now he was looking at you, you could see his broken lip: courtesy of Five.

"maybe you should use your powers and make them forget that stupid nickname" he suggested, you laughed at his proposal.

"I won't use my power with my brothers Ben, besides" you paused trying not to laugh "Klaus was right about something, that scar makes you look muy macho" Ben groaned annoyed at your teasing, your laugh echoed in his room, so to stop you he did the best he could to shut you up: Ben kissed you, you gasped in surprise, returning the kiss with more fervor; his hands wrapped around your hips bringing you as close to his body as possible.

"if you say another comment like that, I'll have to punish you, honey" your boyfriend whispered against your lips.

oh, you were really going to piss off your boy.

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[sibsteria]

Damage Control [Part Two to Devotion]

Warnings: Violence, smut references, use of word Spen (Sparrow-Ben), my undying love for Lila

Summary: How will the remaining population of Hotel Obsidian react to the news?

Reader is Klaus’ sister

Read Devotion here

I love feedback! So feel free to give some :) I’m also thinking about adding a part three, the wedding. But if this works better as a two parter it’s forgotten.

It was a race against time, how fast even is this elevator? Is everyone still in the lobby? Maybe we’ll get lucky.

Ben stands, back to the wall and arms crossed.

“He seemed terrified.” He shrugs.

“Seemed? Put yourself in his position.” I shake my head with a short laugh.

“I’d much prefer the one I was in, thanks.”

“Deviant.”

“You love me.” He smirks, a softness in his eyes.

“It’s my fatal flaw.”

“Shush.” The elevator dings after what felt like forever.

I run out the room, in hopes that his first thought would be to seek out the lobby loiterers.

“Ben Asshole Hargreeves! Where are you?!” I shout, passing columns and empty seats.

I hear a muffled kerfuffle a couple of turns away, I beeline for the noise in haste, other Ben on my heels.

“Stay here.” I whisper to him, nodding to a large pillar, he salutes me.

“What are you telling us?” Viktor’s calm yet confused voice is the first clear dialect I hear.

“I’m telling you that I am traumatised! You idiots!” He’s seething, spit exiting his mouth.

“You better have not opened your full of shit mouth.” I grumble, storming over to the copy.

“I don’t know what you mean? Other than the fact I saw my doppelgänger with his dick inside of you!” He screams in my face, suddenly I’m surrounded by gasps and low murmurs.

“What?!” Diego’s voice echos, bouncing off each wall, Lila grabs his hand.

“Oh, come on! You really believe him? He’s a dickwad!” I preface with my hands wild in motion, fingers crossed for my acting skills.

“Actually, yeah, why should we believe you? I mean, Klaus hasn’t even seen him since we got here and we don’t even know if Y/n can see him too?”

“Wait, that’s his jacke-” Damn it, Klaus.

My plan almost worked, until a clatter sounds from the pillow to my left. I forgot about the leather currently draping over my shoulders was something Klaus would recognise.

“Shit!” I heard Ben’s whisper-yell.

“Ben?”

“Ben!”

“Is that you, Benerino?”

He comes out with his hands help up.

There isn’t much time for anyone to react before the Sparrow copy is protruding his tentacles, grabbing my boyfriend by the neck.

He does the same, now they’re both choking themselves to death.

“Both of you, stop!” I throw my hands up, letting my power turn my Ben into mist. I run placing myself in front of him, before letting him return to his state.

“Thanks, babe.”

“Anytime.” I breath out.

“Wait, babe?” Allison scoffs.

“Is there…something I don’t know?“ Klaus narrows his eyes at me in a sarcastic manner.

“How long has this been going on?” Diego snaps.

Five is still silent, nursing a glass of what I can only assume is not good for his little body.

“Since he helped me after I cut my finger on that broken plate. The one with the flowers one, I wouldn’t stop crying, I stole ice cream for a week afterwards to make myself feel better.” I mumble.

“That was when we were fourteen!” Diego is wide eyed.

“So…it’s been going on for this long?” Luther finally speaks up.

“I mean, can you blame me? Ben is everything I’ve ever known. He was my anchor of sorts.” I shrugged, thinking back to the times he had helped me out of my nightmares and fits. I look towards the copy, an unreadable expression on his face.

“I thought I was your anchor!” Klaus whines.

“You have to be, we were pushed out from the same womb!” I reason, Ben’s hand finds a place on my shoulder.

“Is this why you haven’t ever been out on a date? You’ve never had a boyfriend? Never even had a crush-” I cut Allison off.

“I’ve done all of those, just…with Ben.” A smile paints my face, I lean into his chest. I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head.

“I wonder what ghost sex is like.” Lila chimes in, receiving a smack to the arm from her…boyfriend? I giggle, I will absolutely have to describe it to her later.

“So…you, dear sister, have been screwing my best friend behind my back fooooor…fifteen years give or take?” Klaus stands from his place on a chair, sauntering over to me. My heart plummets.

“I-I’m sorry, Klaus, I-”

“I mean…how dare you!” Now I realise, he’s not mad at all, he’s using his fake-mad tone. The one I’ve had to deal with all my life.

I roll my eyes, flipping him off.

“I mean I thought you were a virgin! A complete opposite to me, oh, but now I see it all. You, saucy minx, you!” He gives me a little hand flick motion.

Luther and Sloane are too busy staring into each other eyes.

“We all did.” Allison shrugs.

“I mean, I gotta know all the details now. Oooh! Did he use his tenties? Golly darn, ghost sex? Why didn’t I think of that?” He huffs out.

“Never say tenties again.” Ben finally speaks from behind me.

“Yeah, please.” The quiet Sparrow adds, breaking his silence.

“So whadd’you think of all this fake Ben?” Klaus wiggles his shoulders at him.

“I’m not- I’m not fake Ben. I’m still me. This is…weird. Kind of, violating actually.” He knocks back a glass of whatever he had poured from behind the bar.

“Oh, you bet it’s violating! Think of all the blowjizzles he got and you didn’t-”

“Why would I want them in the first place?” He squints his eyes, scoffing at my brother.

“I mean, not in an incesty way, but we are two hot twins!” Klaus tries to reason, throwing out his arms either side of him.

“Ugh.” My secondhand embarrassment hits me, I rub my forehead.

“You’re very cocky, you know that?” The Sparrow spits out.

“Well, right back at you, sweetheart!” Klaus drums his fingers against the bar.

“This is insane.” Allison states, shaking her head as she throws up her hands, walking towards the elevator.

“Don’t go, Alliso-” Viktor gets up, trailing after her.

“I don’t wanna hear another word from you.”

They both disappear around the corner.

“This family is doomed.” Five quips, taking another sip.

“Why have you been so quiet? Mr Mysterious?” Luther raises an eyebrow at my older-younger sibling.

“I though we all knew this? It’s deathly obvious. Y/n, darling, no offence but you are in no way discrete.” He places a faux hand over his heart.

“None taken, bestie.” I feel Ben’s arms wrap around my middle.

“Don’t call me bestie.”

“But you’re my bestie! Oh, c’mon, Five!” I pout at him and he rolls his eyes in return, I know I’m his favourite.

“Can you take your hands off her? All this is making my head spin.” Spen pinches his nose.

“Why would I do that? Maybe you should lay off the liquor.” My Ben challenges him.

“It’s fucking weird!”

“What’s weird about a dead guy holding his girl in front of his douche-twin?” I hear the sarcasm roll off his tongue, he just can’t help himself.

“Are you hearing yourself right now?”

He unwraps just arms and walks toward the bar, I hear footsteps walk over to me, Lila.

They start laying insults at each other, morphing into Korean. I blink my eyes, a little stunned at the-

“Am i the only one that finds this incredibly sexy yet freakish?” There Lila goes again, finding her way to tap into my brain.

“Absolutely not.” I whisper, she rests her head on my shoulder. Since the apocalypse started, we had become quite close. Our teasing relationships with Five had kicked it into motion, we just bonded.

“I’m still weirded out by you two, it’s like your made for each other or somethin’.” Diego grumbles, looking at Lila and I.

“You should be over the moon that I get along with your sister!” She gasps.

“Whatever.” Poor, moody, Diego.

“Okay that’s enough, you both have too much personality to get along.” I stop the quarrelling and grab my boyfriends forearm, pulling him to come sit with me and Diego. Lila follows, seating herself on his lap.

“Oh, I love foursomes!” Klaus gushes, a joke directed at us couch couples.

Lila raises her eyebrows at me, I tilt my head back as a joke.

“Hey!” Diego warns, securing his arms around her.

“What?” She acts innocent.

“Stop trying to come on to my sister!” He whines.

“Bet she’d love it, wouldn’t you kitten?” She winks at me, a totally joke but if I didn’t have Ben I wouldn’t be opposed.

“Reading my mind, sweetie.” I give her some finger guns. Ben shakes his head next to me, used to my humour, he wraps an around around my shoulders.

“Seriously though, has he used his tenties?” Klaus giggles.

“Stop.” Ben.

“Klaus!” Me.

“Ew.” Spen.

“Nice image.” Luther.

“C’mon, man!” Diego.

“Tell me later.” Lila.

“Jeez.” Sloane.

“…” Five.

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Bonus!

“Hey, can I talk to you? For a second?” A soft spoken question.

I turn around to see the man who had grabbed my wrist, I look back at my dysfunctional family heading towards the elevator.

“If you must.” I sigh out, removing myself from his touch, pulling Ben’s jacket tighter around me as I crossed my arms.

“I’m sorry about- trying to choke out your boyfriend-” a slight pause in his speech, “but you need to understand how freaky this shit is.” He looks down at his shoes.

“I understand. How do you think I felt the first time I saw him? He was dead. I thought he was gone forever, then I thought I was losing my damn mind.” I think this is the most honest I had been with the man stood before me.

“I can’t imagine. So- how does this whole thing work?”

“What thing?” I furrow my eyebrows.

“You know, you being with him and me having to…deal with it.”

“You were never apart of the equation in the first place? You just happened to be alive here, so yeah, you are just going to have to deal with it. Ignore it-”

“I can’t ignore it!” He groans out.

“Oh, please, enlighten me.” I roll my eyes.

“Because you’re wasting you’re life on a ghost! He’s dead, he’s not coming back! You’re alive, you can-”

“I can what? Die in less than twenty hour hours and join him? You’re failing to see how this apocalypse thing works-”

“What if we can stop it?” He’s frantic with his hands.

“What if we can’t?”

“We just have to try-”

“I don’t need to waste my time, I want to be with my family before I go. I can always come back but…they can’t. This is their last chance to live. Ben and I will always be. And if you can’t turn a blind eye-”

“You could have been with me.” His voice is low, almost a whisper, but not quiet enough for me to miss it.

“And why would I want that?”

“I’m alive. I can be there for you-”

“Ben has been there for me! For my whole life! Dead or alive, he’s never failed me. You failed all of us, you sit in the corner and mope around. You’re a coward, but you want the top spot.”

He takes a moment to listen to my words.

“What’s so great about him? What’s so amazing? Why can’t I be Ben? Why am I fake fucking Ben?” His shell had started to crack since we started but now, the coating is sliding right off him.

“He’s honest, he’ll never be afraid to use his voice. He’s caring, almost too caring, not afraid to slap my brother around if he doesn’t get his shit together. He’s my brother’s nightmare yet his safety blanket, he wouldn’t admit it but he has a heart of gold. He can talk so ugly but he’s not a bully. You are, but you don’t have to be! You don’t need to be the asshole you fight to be.”

“I wasn’t even invited to the bachelor party.”

“That’s what you’re taking away from this? Stop feeling sorry for yourself, step up. You want to be number one? Then go ahead. But you can’t walk around here acting like a saving grace, we’re a team, we’re not an army.”

“I see why he loves you.” He leans against the bar.

“And do you see why I love him?” I search his eyes, desperate to find some heart.

“I think I’m getting it.”

“Then we’re not going to have any more problems, are we?” I feel a weight lift from my shoulders.

“I thought-I thought you were single, you know?” He laughs a little, it’s somber yet light hearted.

“Everyone did.”

“Turns out you just can’t get enough of me.” A joke flies off his tongue, we have a break through.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, charming. You need more fleshing out before you go all cocky on me.” I shake my head, returning his smile.

“I…know I can be better.”

“I know you can too, there’s always going to be apart of you that’s good. You were raised in the clasp an iron fist, wound tighter than we had experienced. Dear Reggie wanted to make sure you were nothing like us, but you can’t rule over the heart. I need you to believe in yourself and not the ability to control.”

“I still think it’s creepy.” His mind travels back to Ben and I.

“Maybe if things had gone differently, I would’ve seen you. For who you are, not who you want to be.” His face changes at this.

“I think I would have liked that.”

“Of course you would, you’re Ben Hargreeves. No matter the timeline.”

“I still think we have a chance to do this. To save everything.”

“Come back to me when you have a plan, as much as I love the perks of the void, I do like it here. I wouldn’t mind hearing you out.”

“I will, I’ll find you.”

“Stay honest, stay yourself.”

“I’ll try.”

“See you at the wedding.” I smirk.

“Oh, god.” He groans.

“Let loose, have some fun before we all perish.” I turn to leave, I still have things to find before poisoning my liver with my favourite people.

“I hate weddings.”

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[writinghargreeves]

i love how Smart klaus is. his siblings and reginald tend to treat him like a clown who doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he consistently makes intelligent decisions they wouldn’t have though to make. like when he jumped onto the bison instead of getting kugelblitzed. he understood that it would just straight up wipe him from existence, and he wouldn’t be able to go to the other place. i love it he’s so smart

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[itstheghostofmypast]

*13 yr old Five tutoring Y/N*

Five: If I had 2 cups of coffee and gave you 1-

Y/N: I'd call it a date.

*Later at the mansion*

Luther: You went to tutor her math-

Five: And now I'm no longer single, whats your problem?

Klaus: My man's got skills.

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[fantasyfiction-net]

tua s3 incorrect quotes ft. y/n

Five: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck ================================================ Y/n, standing with their back turned: I’ve been expecting you, Ben. Ben: How did you do that without turning around? Y/n: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you. ================================================ Luther: Hey, Five? Can I get some dating advice? Five: Just because I’m with Y/n doesn’t mean I know how I did it. ================================================ Y/n, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career! Klaus, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids Ben: what the fuck are you guys doing? Y/n: playing systemic oppression ================================================ Five: Why are your tongues purple? Y/n: We had slushies. I had a blue one. Ben: I had a red one. Diego: oh Lila: Diego: OH Sloane: *giggling in the back* Viktor: You drank each other's slushies? ================================================ Y/n: Anyone d- Allison: Depressed? Five: Drained? Klaus: Dumb? Ben: Disliked? Y/n: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people ... ================================================ *Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker* Marcus: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know. Everyone: Y/n: ...I did. I broke it. Marcus: No. No you didn't. Jayme? Jayme: Don't look at me. Look at Alphonso. Alphonso: What?! I didn't break it. Jayme: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken? Alphonso: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken. Jayme: Suspicious. Alphonso: No, it's not! Fei: If it matters, probably not, but Sloane was the last one to use it. Sloane: Liar! I don't even drink that crap! Fei: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier? Sloane: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Fei! Y/n: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Marcus. Marcus: No! Who broke it!? Everyone: Fei: Marcus... Jayme's been awfully quiet. Jayme: rEALLY?! *Everyone starts arguing* Marcus, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. Marcus: 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: Marcus: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here. ================================================ Note: Thought It was about time to bring incorrect quotes back to this blog-

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[silky-slinky]

3 AM !

SPARROW!BEN HARGREEVES X UMBRELLA!GN!READER PAIRING !

DIALOGUE PROMPT/S:

40. “I can't sleep.”

BEN HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

The pads of your bare feet came in contact with the dirty carpet floors, opening your room's door that was conveniently placed right next to Ben's. Your feelings were mixed up the moment you saw Ben again, well, a different Ben. It was confusing and overwhelming you all at once.

You looked around the hallway of the floor level you resided at. Coincidentally, the doors of the room beside yours opened, revealing a Ben who had a soft expression on his face, his hair disheveled, and his pajamas wrinkled. Looking as if he couldn't sleep.

At the sight of you, his eyes immediately rolled to the back of his head. He wasn't so sure why he was going hard on you, as you were one of the only ones to not freak out about him being in a completely different timeline to yours. It wasn't that you weren't affected by his death whatsoever, it was the fact that you were too shocked to react.

His eyes scanned your frame, identical to his, even matching with the obsidian pajamas that you have only worn just this once. “Why, hello, Benerrino.” Another roll of his eyes was delivered your way. In this timeline, he needed to roll his eyes at everything, at everyone, and every second of the day, contrary to his past self.

“Leave me alone.” He started walking in another direction, rolling his eyes yet again when he heard your footsteps behind him.

“I don't want to.” Walking right beside him. “You're stuck with me.”

He stops right in his tracks, halting your movements as well, you looked back at him. His face was unreadable, a mixture of stubbornness, and adoration? The truth was, you caught his eye the moment you showed up in his house, completely uninvited.

Ben was intrigued, he wanted to get to know you more, he was entranced by your beauty. After being connected through Luther and Sloane, he took his time to observe you from far away. His ego and pride getting the better of him, not letting himself approach you. As far as he could recall, this was the first time he's had a conversation with you.

“What are you even doing awake at this time?” He asks, a scowl back on his face as he continued to walk, looking for the elevator.

“I can't sleep.” You reply, following him as you saw his face slightly lit up at the sight of the elevator.

His feet instantly walk toward the closed elevator doors, pushing the button once he was in front of it. The elevator doors opened, revealing it to be empty, the warm light highlighting the designs on the inside. Ben naturally went in, but not before holding one of the doors open so that you'll get inside safely.

The elevator ride was silent, an awkward one at that. You clear your throat, uncomfortable with the silence and aura that surrounded both of you. “Why can't you sleep?”

“A lot on my mind recently, you?” His eyes meet yours for a split second, before turning back in front of him.

“Like what?” You reply, swaying on the heels of your feet, making up for the uncomfortable aura.

“You.”

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