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perseephoneee · 3 months
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Ice-scating with Diego Hargreeves please 🥺
ice skating (diego hargreeves x gn!reader) ficmas 2023
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꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 3 of ficmas!
a/n: sorry this one is so short, but i hope it still brings all the holiday fluff vibes that are necessary.
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“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
Diego glared at the ice skates in his hand, looking at the rink currently populated by families, teenagers, and even the geriatric population. He didn’t want to ice skate. He didn’t want to be here at all. Except that you wanted to ice skate because “the-world-is-ending-and-if-we’re-all-going-to- die-I’d-like-to-do-this-with-my-boyfriend-once.” He had never been that good at turning you down. He just also wasn’t that good at ice skating. You, on the other hand, were a freaking angel. Diego couldn’t peel his eyes away as he watched you glide across the ice, smiling. You even managed to turn backward and let the skates take you. He hadn’t seen you laugh in a long time. You ended up sliding right over to him, hands stopping your motion against the wall as you stared at Diego sitting on the bench. 
“Are you going to ice skate or what?” You raised a brow, looking at your boyfriend in amusement. 
“I’m working on it.”
“You’re terrified, aren’t you?” you chuckle, poking him in the shoulder as he swats you away. 
“I’m not,” he snaps, letting out a huff of air. “Just…never done it before. Don’t want to embarrass myself,” Diego mumbled. You leaned over and took his hand in yours, your mitten-clad hand enveloped in his own. 
“You won’t embarrass yourself; you have me,” you smiled before gesturing back to the ice. “Plus, Klaus is embarrassing himself all on his own.”
True to your word, Klaus was prancing across the ice like no one's business. It's not that he couldn't skate (he was excellent). He was acting like he had taken shrooms before getting on the ice. Knowing Klaus, he likely had. His arms were wiggling around as he balanced on one leg and spoke out loud the whims and wiles of the ice. You were glad he was having fun, even though Diego was annoyed that Klaus had invited himself (again) to another one of your couple activities. 
“Please? We can get hot cocoa after,” You pouted, and with an eye roll, Diego finally relented. He tied on the skates and wobbled to a standing position, hobbling over to the entrance. You held out your hands, reorganizing your stance so you could support him if he started to fall. Diego slipped a little as he grabbed the wall and your hand, a panicked sound leaving him. “You gotta bend your knees, don’t freeze up.” He let out a hiss, which made you laugh, but he hesitantly moved one foot in front of the other, letting the ice carry him around the perimeter. You skated right next to him, reaching out occasionally to keep him studying. Eventually, he started to relax, and you smiled as he got the hang of it. Diego laughed excitedly as he let go of the side wall. He even whooped as he made his first lap without any help. By the second time around, you skated and grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers with him. 
“Thanks for indulging me,” you said, looking up at Diego. He could be a stubborn ass at the worst of times, but he always made you feel supported in ways you hadn’t experienced before in your life. Diego brought your enjoined hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of your palm. 
“Ice skating is pretty cool,” Diego admitted. “Manly, since it has blades.”
“Oh, absolutely,” you chuckled, waving as Klaus circled you. To cause mass chaos, which you were starting to think was Klaus’ mission in life, he reached out for Diego’s open hand and dragged the two of you behind him. This didn’t work out with the intended effect and instead led to all of you sprawling across the ice like a hockey accident. 
“Klaus!” Diego growled, reaching to beat up his brother. Klaus rolled away, sending an apology as he skated away. Diego crawled over you like a starfish on the ice as you lay. “Are you alright?” You smirked instead of answering, grabbing the front of Diego’s jacket and kissing him. 
“I’m perfect,” you laughed. Diego kissed you again before helping you up, letting you lean against him as you shuffled over to the side of the rink. “Should we get hot cocoa now?”
“Oh, yes, please,” Diego huffed, helping you off the rink and holding your hand to the hot cocoa stand the entire time.
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darlingchronicles · 9 months
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more ao3 because it’s like free therapy. 
Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Five Hargreeves/Delores, The Hargreeves Siblings Characters: Delores, Number Five | The Boy (Umbrella Academy), Klaus Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Vanya Hargreeves | Viktor Hargreeves, Number Six | Ben Hargreeves Additional Tags: nobetawedielikelila'sparents, OCs, original plot line, Fluff, Angst, Teenager stuff, Slightly Aged up, Teenage Drama, Teenage bliss
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Delores was a real person...one that Five and the other Umbrella kids had known as kids, but Five knew her more personally than the others.
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ghostlyboiii · 1 year
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does anyone have any good umbrella academy fic recs where the reader is the 8th sibling but isn’t in a relationship with one of the other 7
or really any umbrella academy fic recs
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skynobi · 1 year
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this show is the bane of my existence but idk. Fivey
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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 3 months
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Caged In
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Pairing: Yandere Five Hargreeves x (female) Reader
▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.
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SUMMARY: You try escaping Five but you should’ve known he’ll never let that happen.
WARNINGS: Implied Kidnapping.
AN: Five is aged up, as usual. Please, reblog and give me feedback.
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It’s pure luck how you managed to catch Five unguarded, successfully kicking him in the groin and running towards the door as he slouches in pain. 
Not so lucky as the door is locked. You should’ve guessed but right now, your brain is working fast, adrenaline pumping in your veins. You take a left turn, running towards one of the guest rooms, hoping that at least one of their windows must be unlocked. 
It’s the first time you’re actually trying to escape, acting upon an impulse. Five is going to be ballistic but you don’t have another choice. You just can’t stay here anymore. 
It’s driving you insane. Actually he’s insane and he’s on the verge of turning you insane too. 
“Y/n! Come back here now.” Five loudly yells but you don’t even dare to slow down.
You have a hopeful feeling this is going to work.
Barging into one of the large guest rooms, you immediately run towards the window and try to shove it upwards. 
It doesn’t even budge. 
You frantically run towards the next room, spitting a cuss word. Five is nowhere to be heard but you know it won’t take long before he’s fully operational again. That thought alone makes your hands sweat. 
You forcefully push the door, praying this window is unlocked but as soon as you take a step inside the room, Five materializes. A cocky grin on his face, hands on his hips. 
“Oh? Were you planning on going somewhere, darling?” he mocks you.
“Five, please…” you beg, feeling your determination slipping away from you as he starts taking steps towards you. 
“You actually thought you’d be able to get away from here? From me?” he lets out an incredulous laugh.
“You should’ve known better, Y/N. I’ll never allow you to leave me. You’re stuck with me for the rest of eternity.”  
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c0ffeeb1ack · 2 years
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the scene where klaus sees hazel and cha-cha’s victims while he’s being held captive by them in s1 was so fucking cool and it’s honestly a crime that they never did anything like that in the following seasons
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dicejpg · 7 months
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You should have left a note - {Five Hargreeves x GN!Reader}
Synopsis: Five is ordered to kill his ex-commission partner. He doesn't want to.
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Note: I made this really late at night. I would really appreciate requests for Five :)
(Not edited)
WORD COUNT: 1K
2nd POV:
Five peers down at the paper that bears your name, hands shaky. He was ordered by the Handler--just this morning--to terminate you for immediate extraction.
It��s been a year since you left Five since you left the Commission. He'd been rightfully frustrated since your abrupt departure. He didn't get a note, nor a goodbye. Sure, you two weren’t all that close as partners, but he at least deserved a warning, he thought.
He doesn't know how to feel about the idea of blowing your brains out with his M1935.
You’ve been gone for approximately a year, leaving no trace or hints as to where you may be. But, the Commission finally tracked you down to a small town in New Jersey, 1978.
When he arrives in front of your supposed living quarters, he is taken aback by the rundown apartment complex in front of him. A real shithole. Its bricks are chipped and sun-bleached, presumably from old age. Police sirens and gunshots are audible from a neighborhood away, giving away the unsafeness of the area.
It’s twelve o’ clock at night. Five quietly blinks up to your numbered room. If he remembers correctly from the paper, it's room 395. Third floor, second door to the left.
Your apartment is dark, gloomy. Five does not turn on the lights, not wanting to give away his existence. But, he assumes you’re not home anyways. Your job as a bartender at a rundown restaurant downtown would have you occupied for at least another hour.
He wonders through the confined living space, taking note of a few books scattered on the coffee table, and an unmade bed. There's a small pile of dishes in the sink, a pot and two bowls. There are no picture frames, or wall decor. The room is barren with no personality at all.
Five would not even know that you lived here from the looks of the place.
It smells like you though, he unwillingly notices. He finds it oddly comforting nostalgic.
He’s in the middle of examining some scattered papers on the ground when he hears the jingling of keys outside the door. Along with your whistling.
Five blinks behind a window curtain in no time at all, blood pumping fast. You must have gotten off early.
Your humming becomes more prominent as you enter your living space. The sound of keys being thrown on the kitchen counter makes Five jolt, but he still goes unnoticed.
You make no move to turn on the lights, so Five risks a glance at you.
Your head is blocked by the freezer door, but he notices your disheveled work attire. Some black slacks and an untucked white button down shirt. Your apron hangs on a hook by the door.
When the freezer door is closed, he notices your face. It's the same as when he last saw you, but with sadder eyes and dark eye-bags. His heart sinks, he starts feeling uncharacteristically torn.
He watches you crack open a frozen dinner meal and place it in the microwave. You roll your sleeves up to your elbows while you wait for the food to heat up. Five always thought you had nice, toned forearms. He stares at them, at you.
His eyes are intense, observing as you lean against the counter, stretching and running your fingers through your hair. He feels his stomach knot.
Five was definitely the wrong person for this job. He readys his gun quietly.
You freeze at the almost imperceptible sound of a gun clicking, slowly turning your head in Five's direction. He doesn't see the way your eyebrows furrow because he's fully behind the curtain again.
The microwave beeps quietly, but you make no move to retrieve your dinner.
The sound of footsteps approaching Five's hiding spot makes sweat bead on his forehead. He debates letting himself be caught, but decides against it. Five blinks behind you, aiming his gun.
But you've already kicked the thing out of his hands, fully expecting his maneuver. You tackle him to the ground, gripping his wrists and pinning his legs with yours. Not before kicking the gun far away, under the couch.
"God, of course they sent you, Five." You breathe, glaring down at him in dismay. "The Handler's such a sadistic- I mean, sending my own partner to kill me? Is she kidding?" You ramble is distress, cursing your ex-employer.
Five gazes up at you, swallowing thickly. He fights thoughtlessly against your grasp, but tries nothing else to get loose. He does not want to kill you.
"Let go of me." He warns, feeling fuzzy and not knowing what else to say. His eyes never leave yours.
"Why don't you just blink away? You're fully capable of getting out of this." You accuse, getting close to his face. Your breath tickles his nose. It's minty.
Five hesitates, his eyes fluttering for a moment as he fails to regain his train of thought.
He remains quiet.
"You don't really want to kill me." Your grip on his wrists falters slightly when he doesn't object.
He softly pulls his wrists free, and you let him sit up. But you keep his legs pinned just in case. There is a strangely comfortable silence as you wait for Five to find the words.
"You should have just told me you were going to leave." Five whispers finally. His tone is unreadable. "Or at least left a note."
You look at him with a pained expression. "You're right. I should have." It's something you regretted for months after abandoning him. There is an intake of breath right before you add: "I missed uh- I miss you." You redden, not looking at him.
He exhales with a hidden smile. "Me too."
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parkersbliss · 2 years
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five with a reader who finds ways no matter how complex, to kiss him or touch his face every now and then?
Kiss Attack | F. Hargreeves
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pairing: five hargreeves x gn!reader
warnings: none
requests: CLOSED
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it was a well known fact that you loved kissing five
it wasn’t helpful that he was such a good kisser either
it was also a well known fact that five would get very flustered whenever you kissed him or even touched his face
for him, it was like having a school crush again
and there was no rhyme or reason to when you would
drinking coffee at the table?
kiss on the cheek that has him choking back tears
he falls asleep after a long day?
forehead kisses that have him smiling in his sleep
just got back from murdering the board?
you’re hands on his cheek, wiping away the blood and assuring him it’s okay
if you see him stressed, you grab his face in your hands and press a tender kiss to his lips
he instantly relaxes
there are also hello and goodbye kisses, which you always pull him back for one more if he’s leaving
and sometimes he’s about pulling the other way, but you yank hard to get that second kiss in
sometimes he’ll literally be in the middle of working out some equation and you just swoop in and kiss him on the lips and he’s like “?? what just happened??”
once you were being held upside down by sloane and five comes in and you pull an upside down kiss
and he’s just??? you’re upside down babe really
always brushing the hair out of his face too
all the time
he’s freaking murdered someone and you just ran a hand through his locks and pushed ‘em back like it was nothing
you also hold his face a lot
if you two are just talking your hand just cups his cheek and you’ll lean your foreheads together to whisper
five is literally WHIPPED
he’s so in love with it
although sometimes he definitely uses his powers to escape you sometimes but then you’ll surprise HIM
deadass once he was tackled to the floor and smothered in kisses by you
sneak attack kisses for sure
putting on his tie and you just walk by and kiss him on the cheek and leave
and then he has to do it again bc you distracted him
despite all the kisses, he can’t get enough of you
he looks forward to your kiss attacks
and he’d never complain about it
🏷 five taglist: @clearbasementvoid @halfumbrella @esmedith @navs-bhat @alexxavicry @thelaststraw3 @rainbows-r-nice05 @gcldtom @bokuakadaily @3ternalreal1ty
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fantasyfiction-net · 2 years
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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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thebearmage · 11 months
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Hi! Could I request an one shot about Five&Wife!Reader set in S3 at the wedding, where Y/N worries about Five's drinking frenzy and takes care of him that night? Ya know, that usual drunk words are honest words, world ending stuff etc. I'm just into fluff right now 😭 Maybe Five and Y/N are mentally and physically the same age and know each other from the apocalypse to make it make sense. I loved In Their Arms! Five deserves love. If it's not something you're interested in to write don't worry💜
Put that down!!
Five Hargreeves x Wife!Reader
Summary: During Slone and Luther's wedding, Five goes all out on his drinking. You, being the responsible one, remain sober to take care of him. It goes as one would expect.
NOTE: I went for a bit more humor and angst here too, hope that's okay. Also, The Reader is a Speedster like The CW's Flash. So you can also time travel.
Also (F/C), for anyone who doesn't know, means Favorite Color.
Five and reader are both 18+
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"Ah, here we go,"
You turn to look and see where Five is going. The alcohol, of course.
"Oh no," You put your face in your hands, "There goes my plans for the night,"
You and Five are happily married. You were once number 8, born with superspeed and the many different abilities that came with it.
When Five ran off that day, you had used your speed to follow him. You both traveled through time, finding it fun before Five got stuck in the future. Your time travel abilities weren't as limited as his, so you could've left. But you hadn't known if you could take Five with you, so you'd stayed. You didn't want him to be alone.
You and Five were happy together. You and Five had a daughter named Delores and lived in an abandoned library. Life was good and simple then.
Then The Handler showed up and swept you both into trauma after trauma. And then, to top it all off, when you both finally went back, you both got stuck in your 18-year-old bodies.
Now, after failing to save the world a third time, you were at Luther and Sloane's wedding watching as your husband went to get drunk.
You were not much of a drinker yourself, you never really liked the taste and HATED it when Five drank. Tonight, however, you'd let it slide, but you knew you'd have your hands full looking after him.
As the night progressed, you watched your husband slowly get more and more drunk.
You had fun though. Everyone dancing together was enjoyable and you had used the (F/C) lightning that came off your body when running to spice up the floor a bit.
You were twirling around in your dress when you heard Five's voice. You watched, trying so hard not to laugh, as his drunk-as-fuck-ass gave a moving speech to Luther.
You liked Five's singing though, you walked up to the stage and joined him. Wrapping an arm around him.
When everyone moved onto the patio, you had gone off to power your nose. So Five had gone out by himself.
When you went to find the group, half of them were gone, including Five.
"Oh no," you mumble, you stop Luther as he starts to walk Sloane inside, "Where's Five?"
Luther chuckles, "Said he was going to the buffet,"
You sigh and superspeed there, looking around. No Five. You growl and continue to run through the hotel. The (F/C) sparks and a strong breeze followed you everywhere you went.
You soon found Five wandering throughout the halls with cereal in his hands. You zip in front of him and smile.
"There you are,"
Five stumbles at the breeze you make but looks up and smiles when he sees you.
"Y/N!!" He jumps up and glomps you. You're so thankful that minor super strength is part of superspeed because if it wasn't, Five would have knocked you over.
"Hey, baby," you whisper, kissing his cheek, "What are we up to, hmm?"
Five blinks heavily a few times, looking at the cereal in his hands before shrugging, "I dunno,"
You laugh and kiss him softly, "Maybe it's time take you to bed,"
Five wriggles his eyebrows and locks his arms around your neck, "Take me to bed, huh?"
You playfully push his face away from yours, "Not like that. That's the LAST thing you need. I mean sleep, mister,"
Five whines, "Nooo, the night is still young!" He throws his arms out dramatically, "and I have plans,"
You raises your eyebrows in mock fear, "Plans?"
"Plans! Yes!" Five slurs poking your chest, "Lots and lots of plans!"
Five then stumbles over to the plant in the corner of the room, you wince as he vomits. Kneeling down next to him, and rubbing his back.
"There, there, sweetie, get it out," you urge, "It's alright,"
“With everything we discussed, it’d be folly to wait,” A voice said. You snap your head around and even Five looks curious.
The white buffalo suite door is cracked open, and you two can see Reginald, “There is no time. I can’t do this without you.”
Both you and Five press against the crack in the door, straining to see who he’s talking to. You use your speed to faze through the door, only for a moment, and see Allison.
“Do we have a deal?”
"Shit," you whisper, gently coaxing Five up, "Come on, baby, we have to go,"
"What why?" Five asked, already forgetting what just happened, "Wh-" then he wobbles "Oh shit,"
Five tips backward into your arms. You weren't prepared this time so his weight sends you both into the elevator. You grunt as you land on the hard floor, with Five completely passed out on top of you.
The doors close and you sigh. You knew Allison was unstable but this...this meant trouble. You look at Five in your lap and smile. Allison will have to wait, you have your husband to take care of.
As the doors slowly open again, you pull Five to his feet and start dragging him down the hall to your room. He wakes up half-way there are starts to protest.
"No! Please! I wanna keep going," he mumbles, you shake your head.
"You're way too drunk to do anything, my love," you say, Five shakes his own head.
"Am not!"
You look at him, "Oh really? Can you look at that clock and tell me what it says,"
"It says 'Five is not fucking drunk'" he turns around, all proud of himself. You only look at him unamused,
"Okay, bed time!"
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
You drag Five to the door and lock the door. He instantly blinks away.
"FIVE!"
You run out to find him running down the hall, cackling.
"You can't catch me!"
"Oh, for the love of!"
You speed up to him, only for him to blink again. You rub your temples.
"Come on, Five. You need sleep and I'm growing tired. Let's go to bed,"
Five, appearing at the end of the hallway, tilts his head in concertation, "Nah,"
"I'll snuggle you," You offer, "Just how you like it,"
"Ooh!" Five seems interested for a moment, then shakes his head, "Nah!"
He's gone once again, causing you to huff. You wounder if it was better for him to just run himself out.
You shake your head, you can't leave him. You run after him.
Soon, the entire hotel is light up with blue and (F/C) lights as you chase Five around the hotel.
You find Five pilling a bunch of mannequins into some machine and pouring soap in.
"No!" You cry, causing him to stop, "Put that down!"
Five beams and holds the soap closer,
"No! Put it down. Put it...down!"
Five pouts and drops the soap, "You're no fun sometimes, Y/N,"
Aaaannnnd there he goes. You decide to just wait it out. The next few hours you run around, following Five but no longer trying to stop his drunken antics.
Before long you find him snuggled up under the radiator in the kitchen. You smile and shake your head fondly before picking him up.
He snuggles your chest as his eyes flutter open, "Y/N?"
"Yes, my love, it's me," You shift him a bit to get a better hold on him, "I'm taking you back to our room,"
He nods and lets his arms dangle under him, "You're so amazing, you know that," he murmurs, "So...so...amazing,"
You laugh, "Thank you, baby,"
Five takes a bit of your dress in his fingers, "Is this the one I bought you?"
"Bought?" You chuckle, "You mean stole, but yes,"
Five sighs happily, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, "You're so pretty," his smile is dreamy, "I love you so much,"
You smile and finally reach the room, you faze in and walk over to the bed, laying Five down.
His body relaxes into the mattress as he sighs in bliss. You slowly help him take off his shoes and vest before helping him change into more comfortable clothes.
"I love you," he mumbles for the 10th time, "I love you so much,"
"I love you too," you smile, quickly changing your own clothes using your speed, Five smiles.
"I love your power," he picks at his nail slightly, "It's so beautiful and powerful,"
You smile, "Yours is too," you lay down next to him, "Now sleep honey, it'll be alright,"
Five hugs you like a koala, arms around your chest, legs around your waist, "I'm so glad I get to spend my final days with you," he mumbles, "I love you,"
You kiss him softly, "I love you too, now rest,"
Five nuzzles into your chest. You smile and run a hand through his hair, listening the the noises of the kugelblitz outside.
"I wouldn't mind trying one last time," you mutter, "You're worth saving, my love,"
Five makes a noise in his sleep and you smile,
"Sweetest of dreams, Number Five," you kiss his head, "I will always be with you,"
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I love writing this one! It was so cute and fluffy! I tired to add some humor but idk how I did. Requests are still open so feel free to send in some more! Also, a part three to Mindless will be out soon so look for that. Thanks again for reading!
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Could you do some Five fluff? literally any sorta of fluff with him please
Sure! I love Five <3
Sleepy Boy (Five Hargreeves x reader)
Warnings: fluffy cuteness overload, soft sleepy Five, Five is kinda grumpy (but then again when is he not)
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Five looked adorable when he was asleep, you decided one day after you'd woken up from your nap to find him curled up beside you. He looked so peaceful; it was almost hard to recognize him without the constant scowl on his face.
You smiled to yourself as you ran your fingers through his soft hair, knowing he didn't let his guard down like this for anyone except you. It felt good to be his safe space; you were the one exception to all the rules he'd made before in the past, specifically designed to keep people out.
You stopped moving as he began to shift towards you, his hands reaching out to grab ahold of your torso as he buried his face into your chest. He mumbled something in his sleep about the probability of ending the apocalypse before making a complaint about something Klaus did the other day.
You let out a small laugh while he stirred, slowly blinking his eyes as he lifted his head up.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, honey," you said, brushing his hair out of his face. "Just something you said in your sleep."
"Hm." He unconsciously leaned into your touch as you began to gently scratch at his scalp with your fingernails. "What did I say?"
"Oh, y'know. Apocalypse stuff. That, and you were complaining about Klaus and something he did."
A sour look crossed his face, causing you to laugh again.
"Idiot," Five muttered.
"Hey, that's not very nice," you gently scolded him.
"I don't care," he huffed. "It's true."
You stopped scratching his head, causing him to let out a low whine. "Five, don't be mean. I don't care whether it's true or not."
He sighed loudly. "Alright, fine. I guess I'm sorry, or whatever."
"Much better," you said, starting to play with his hair again. "See, was that really so difficult?"
"Yes," he mumbled without hesitation before letting out a yawn.
"Aw, you're only grumpy because you woke up from your nap early, aren't you?" You teased.
"No, I'm not," he pouted, reburying his face into your chest.
"I think you are," you persisted, wrapping your free arm around his waist. "Poor baby, not getting enough sleep."
"Shut up," he replied, his voice muffled from his face being pressed against you.
You giggled, kissing him on the forehead as you pulled him close. "My beautiful, sleepy boy," you whispered as you held him.
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Taglist: @anxiously-sad @iloveentrapta @ghot-girl @your-next-daydream
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deceasedream69 · 2 years
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Tired
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We arrived at the hotel, I sat on a couch while the rest of the team discussed about the rooms.
Five seemed pretty tired. He sat next to me, I put my arm around him, my hand on his hair, and started to rub his head, his hair through my fingers was really soft.
- "what are you doing?", He said not moving.
- "you seem tired", I said never taking my eyes off the morons discussing with the old man who gave the keys.
- "I'm not that tired, and I'm not a baby"
- "I never said you were"
Using my powers I got him to slowly lay down, until his head was on my lap.
- "what are you-?"
- "just sleep"
He fell asleep really quick, I didn't even have a chance to use my powers to make him sleep.
- "ok, we have the rooms. Let's go!", Said Klaus turning to the couch.
Both of us were sleeping. Five's head on my lap, my fingers on his hair and my head thrown back.
- "awwww, look at them", said Luther grabbing one key.
- "mhm", said unfazed Allison taking the other key.
*time skip*
- "mmmm", he got up, dropping her hand onto her own lap while he sat up. "Y/n..."
- "mmm?", I said quickly, my neck hurted.
- "did you sleep well?"
- "not really", I rubbed my neck.
- "I'm sorry"
- "you don't have to apologize. I'm glad you finally had some sleep after all you've been through", I said getting up.
- "yeah, it was nice. But I guess it was nicer because I wasn't alone"
- "if you want me to sleep with you tonight just say so", I teased him.
- "I wouldn't complain", he said teasing back.
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non-plutonian-druid · 23 days
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[ID: a three color drawing (black, white, and teal) in the style of Seth’s illustrations from the Lemony Snicket series All The Wrong Questions. Five and Viktor (both about 13) are seated at the counter of a diner, talking. Luther (in his 20s), who is a patron seated next to them, looks concerned about what he is overhearing. Grace stands behind the counted holding a coffee pot and gazing into space. A missing poster for Ben is taped to the counter. In the mirror behind the counter, a reflection Diego and Patch (both 15) are visible in a booth. End ID]
i really should leave time between art posts for them to breathe and accumulate their fair share of notes, but also i need something to do while im waiting for my onions to caramelize.
In this installment: Five and Viktor meet over breakfast to discuss business, Luther is a Concerned Citizen, Diego and Patch also meet over breakfast to discuss business but in the background, and Grace is NOT a robot and this diner is NOT fully automated no sir. Also as usual Ben's face provides some ambiance, thank you Ben.
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radiantdanvers · 5 months
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Being a Hargreeves Sibling
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itstheghostofmypast · 2 years
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(Related to I'm Better fic)
*Five explaining about doppelgangers*
Five: So, in my expert opnion, it's all good.
Y/N: Yes, just like his first calculations were in 2019.
Five:...
Y/N:...
Five: If this is about not letting you 'turn' into a villain in this timeline-
Y/N: Listen to me, super speed and -
Five: Raiding a chocolate factory is NOT EVIL!
Klaus: Wow, Five's into bad girls.
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joenotexotic99 · 10 months
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Hello! I just saw your Sub!Five post and I must say it's a masterpiece! Is there any possibility you can write some more? Us Doms are running on crumbs for Sub!Five lol.
A/n: I am soooo sorry this took so long love. My life as been a roller coaster these last few weeks and I have had so much writer's block. However I really do hope I have delivered some quality content <3
Five Hargreaves x F!reader
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Warnings: hard-ish Dom reader sub!five, language, smut, I was partially high while writing some of this (don't do drugs,) use of handcuffs and blindfold, hand job, unprotected sex (it won't harm her to wear some armor) oral sex f! Receiving. 
Summary: five didn't come home when he promised.
Word count: 1.5k
Five didn't come home on time.
Five promised you that he would be home by the time dinner was ready. Before he left earlier that day you explicitly remember him saying that's when he would get home.
And yet dinner has already been over with and done. You even cleaned up the table. Put away the leftovers, clean and washed the dishes. Putting them in the dishwasher. Cleaned and swept the kitchen. Took a shower and brushed your teeth. You put on your pajamas for the night. And now you sat on the couch re-watching an old show. Day turned night.
Still five was yet to return home. He lied. He lied to you. He could be anywhere right now, in any time period for that matter. But at this very moment he was supposed to be in your shared home. Now here you were, alone. You trust him enough to know how to handle himself and hold his own. Therefore he should know that actions have consequences.
As you stared at the TV mounted to your wall you heard the oh so familiar squeak of the front door opening followed by five setting down his briefcase and removing his shoes. 
Rounding the corner into the living room he immediately saw you under the soft light of the lamp with an expression on your face that was anything but joy. It took five a solid second to realize what he had done. Before he squeezed his eyes shut and ran his hands over his face and through his hair.
"Shit I'm sorry"
You got up off the couch before slowly making your way to him. Talking as you walked.
"You're sorry?" You scoffed
"God yes I'm so sorry. Time slipped and I didn't reali-" 
"What time did you say you would get home?" You asked keeping your voice calm
"Before dinner" five said, keeping his head down
"That's right. Now you see dinner was at six thirty. And what time is it now?" You asked now infront of five
Five checked his wrist watch before continuing.
"Ten" five swallow the lump in his throat. Still staring down at his feet
"Look at me five." You said lifting up his head with your fingers "So you're admitting that you didn't do as promised?" You continued to ask
"Yes" five said quietly
"And what happens when you break the rules like this?" You already know the answer but hearing him say it is simply so so much better.
"I get punished" 
"Mhhmh, so you think that you deserved to get punished?" You asked. Making sure he consented.
"Yes" he said, voice still ever so quiet
"What was that?" you said, teasing him.
"yes I do think I deserved to be punished"
"Good, now I'm going I'm going to finish this episode and you are going to walk up to the bedroom and take off every clothing item off your body. And if you're good I might let you choose what punishment you think you deserve. Sounds good to you baby boy?" You explained, walking back to the couch and getting back cozy under the blanket you had.
Five nodded before making his way to the stairs and disappearing into the bedroom.
If you 're honest you didn't pay much attention to the rest of the episode. Nonetheless you waited and waited. You even watched one more for good measure. And to your surprise you didn't hear one whine or complain from upstairs.
After a good solid forty-five minutes passed you dug for the remote to pause the show and turn off the TV. Removing the blanket and leisurely walking your way to the bedroom. You opened the door to see five in the middle of the bed leaning against the headboard.
As expected he didn't seem so pleased
"I don't think you just finished one episode"
You walk towards the closet to get out the old case file box that was now filled with things much more fun than files. You picked out a nice pair of and cuffs before pulling out a few different colors of blind folds. Before making your way to five.
"Doesn't feel nice waiting for longer than you have to does it?"
Five lower his head down before mumbling a quiet "no"
You laid the silk blindfolds down next to five before looking up
"I didn't hear a single complaint when I was downstairs. And because of that you can pick one of these blindfolds" 
Five surveyed over his choices before picking up his pick and handing it to you.
"Red, perfect" you said as you kissed his head. Putting away the rest of the blindfolds.
"Now do you think that you deserved to be cuffed?" You asked, turing back to five
Five nodded and hummed before you dug your guy's favorite pair. The cuffs were thick and smooth black leather that was held by a silver chain and extended to be able to clip to the headboard.
You took his wrist and slid his hands through the cuffs before tightening it snug.
"How does that feel my sweet boy?"
"good"
You hummed in response before lifting his hands up to clip it to the small hook you have on your bed frame.
You went to straddle his lap before taking his head in your hands and laying a sweet kiss to his lips. Leaning back you took the silk cloth and tied the blindfolds across five.
"Color?" You asked
"Green" five responded
"Wonderful"
You slid off of five's lap to remove the pajamas you had put on earlier whilst you waited for five to return home. Before situating back to where you were moments earlier.
You slowly creeped your hand down five's torso. Feeling the muscles of his abdomen move under your fingertips. You continued the descent down his body until you were met with the tip of his cock.
Slowly you took a light hold of it and ran your thumb over the slit spreding the pre cum. You watched five's Adam apple bob as he swallowed. You took your time moving your hand up and down his dick. Never moving your hand fast enough to make him finish. Instead five begged you to move your hand faster. Pleases rolled off his tongue. Each time you denied. Continuing your slow agonizing pace.
Eventually your movements came to a halt. Depriving five of his already little amount of friction he was getting.
"Whycha stop?" Five said breathlessly
You didn't reply, instead you simply raised yourself up before sinking down onto his cock.
Five cried out from shock and pleasure. His hands fought against the handcuffs, wanting to touch you. Let you know that he was yours and yours only.
You weren't slow this time. You fucked him with an eager pace. Moaning out. You leaned down into fives neck. Kissing and biting. Making hickies that you knew five was going to beg later to have you cover up. 
You made your way with your mouth to his ear.
"You will not come until I say you can" you whispered.
All poor five could do was whine a pathetic 'ok' 
You continued your pace. Up and down. Taking your breasts into your hands. It made even better knowing how much five loved your titties. You didn’t stop till way after you finished.
You didn't stop until you could see how much five was struggling to hold back and not finish without you telling him that he could.
"You think you've learned your lesson pretty boy?" You said while slowing down your pace
"Yes yes I have. I've learned my lesson." Five said on the brink of tears
"Will it happen again?"
"No it won't, I promise. Never" five stated
You picked up your previous pace. Fast and hard. It drove five wild. It was overwhelming delicious pleasure. Nothing short of filthy satisfaction.
"You can come five" you announced
And it was over. Five spilled into you. His mouth opened with no sound coming out. You let him ride his high. Stopping when you could tell it was becoming too much. 
You reached over to the bedside table to grab the key and get five out of the cuffs. Then you took off the blind fold.
It took five a second to adjust to the light before his eyes met yours. You took his wrist into your hand making sure he was alright.
"Thank you" he said out of breath.
You smiled before leaning down and giving him a peck on the lips. Then proceed to get off and lay next to where he was.
"Well you gonna clean me up?" You asked
Five chuckled before moving between your legs and diving down lapping up your arousal. The taste of both him and you on his tongue. He may have come home too late but at least his meal is delectable.
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