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d1ana-m0nd · 6 months

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╭─► ❝The Servant: Umbrella Academy's Servant❞

Five Hargreeves × Female! Reader || Written by Diana (d1ana-m0nd)

➢ Description : A Q&A video with Y/R/N and Aidan Ghallagher.

➢ Word Count : 1,750

➢ Links : Masterlist && Character Profile

➢ Note : Not gonna lie, I am uncomfortable about writing a real person 😭, well, real people in general. That's why in this fanfic, Mr. Gallagher may come off as OOC. So please don't be surprised that I focused more on the reader's chaotic energy to contrast with Mr. Gallagher's tame personality. For the record, Y/R/N means your real name. Also please comment or let me know if you want a part 2 but with your questions instead.

Q&A with The Umbrella Academy cast ft. Aidan Gallagher and Y/R/N

"Hello everyone! As promised I promised to you guys, I brought over Y/R/N who plays Number Zero of the Umbrella Academy, for today's video." Aidan Ghallagher introduced the girl beside him who wore a large cardigan and an unamused look on her face.

"Are you for real?" Y/R/N asked, not humoured by Adian’s introduction but the actor looked amused by his fellow co-star’s reaction.

"Is that all you have to say I mean? You don't have a catchphrase or introduction for your channel?" She added but the brunette actor ignored her words knowing she’s just jesting for the video.

"Anywho, we will be answering some of your questions and we will be providing our answers to the best of our abilities."

The (your hair color) actor huffs and pretends to be hurt by being ignored.

"Oh yeah, I just wanted to double check Y/R/N, are you okay with answering the questions-"

"Of course I am, if I wasn't I wouldn't be here."

"You've been in my channel for 15 seconds and your already acting like it's yours."

The actress dramatically flips her hair then bats her lashes at the camera making Aidan laugh, "It's my job to make this entertaining. I know you can't possibly handle the weight of being the only star."

The boy smiles, clearly entertained by her actions but, managed to stifle his laughter. "We might as well start with the questions before this becomes her channel."

"So the first question is from, moe-moe-kyunette, I uh, did I say that right?" Aidan looked doubtful once he said the username then looked at Y/RN to help him out.

"Ship it and clip it everyone! You've tricked him into saying the thing!" The actress laughed as she slammed her fist against the table while holding her stomach, knowing the internet user just tricked Aidan into saying a meme.

"Wait, is it something bad?"

"Not a bad thing, it's like a japanese meme, an anime meme to be exact, about an idol girl trying to be cute so she says that."

"I see," As the actor was about to resume with the video but Y/R/N stopped him, "Wait, before you start, can you do the 'moe moe kyun' meme with the hand gestures?"

Aidan shook his head whilst smiling then resumed, "Well, they asked you the most important question. Have you ever listened to my music?"

The actress stiffened, "Did my manager really agree with the questions you picked?"

"Yes, yes, she did." He looks at her with a raised brow and an amused look then gestured to the camera, "Well, we are waiting Y/R/N."

"I-" She looks away flustered, "I'm sorry but I haven't listened to your music yet- I know I promised to listen to them but have not had the time to listen to them…"

"And why is that?" The brunette crosses his arms the look still on his face.

She nervously looks down at her feet, "It's just...I haven't been able to make time yet." He gives her a knowing look then gestures to the camera, "Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"

"I just, I just- I just think that we should move on now! How about I read the next question?" She then nears the monitor, and Aidan is silently laughing.

"So Aidan and Y/R/N, is it true you guys fought on set?" The girl quickly hides her face in her cardigan from the camera. " I should have never read the question voluntarily!"

The boy beside her chuckles, "But, to answer your question, we have never fought on set, some people just misinterpreted that we had a fight because she hit the back of my head."

The actress hides herself with the cardigan she wore, "Look! That's how I greet my friends. I know that's not how other conventionally greet others that's why I only did it to people I was close with."

"Let me," She takes in a deep breath, then removes the cardigan from her face. "Let me add some context to the story first, so I mistook Aidan for my friend Astrid without her wig on, and yes, I didn't notice he was wearing his costume!"

"So like, I greeted him by slapping the back of his head. He turned to me confused why I just did that and I ran away out of instinct and never explained it until he had the chance to corner me."

Aidan was laughing so hard, "I had to corner her because I didn't want our scenes to become awkward than they already were. When I found out the reasoning I just forgave her but told her that she really shouldn't have ran away."

"It was instinct okay! That was not the first thing I thought of when I processed I just hit you. It didn't help either that we weren't friends yet, so I thought my whole career was ruined at that moment." The (your hair color) actress covered the half of her face.

The boy smiled though it was his way of attempting to stop himself from laughing anymore at his fellow co-star’s flustered state. "Gajh1098 asked, what is that one trait we like about our character at the same time hate?"

Y/R/N gestures for Aidan to start first, "You can start first."

He nodded then prompted his chin on his hand, "I would have to say, I hate how Five is confident in himself to the point it comes off as arrogance. Being confident is not bad but if you have seen Y/R/N here-"

She jumped then exclaimed loudly, "What's that supposed to mean?!"

"She acts too confident on camera but we all know - especially the other casts members - that she's actually tamed. You can see on our interviews as a cast, that she's like that one cousin in the corner, that doesn't know what to say so she hides behind her other cousins."

The girl cringed, "Oh, god, you saw those memes? I was hoping you wouldn't."

"I was literally there to witness it," The actor laughed then, added on. "Anywho, Y/R/N acts confident but it doesn't come off arrogant. She knows her limits but Five doesn't because he thinks he can do everything by himself that he ends up not recognizing that he can't do everything himself."

Y/R/N nods, "Yeah that's kinda toxic in a way. It's kinda like how in group works. You lead the group and end up doing everything yourself, because you don't trust your teammates. I can see why you wouldn't trust them but, you shouldn't push yourself to the point where you crash down."

Aidan nods then gestures at the girl, "Your turn to answer the question."

"So the one trait I dislike and like about Y/N is that she's flexible with handling people. She is very understanding, too understanding! She knows how to interact with them very well. It's a good trait in hindsight - especially in work places - but, it's not a good trait if you become so malleable that people take advantage of it."

The actor nodded along agreeing with her words.

The actress then abruptly sat up shouting, "MY TURN! I wanna read the next question! Oh yeah, do we have to mention the usernames? Or are you going to show them on screen?"

"I usually mention them because I feel like it makes them happy-"

"Well too bad! I'm going to make their day miserable." Y/R/N cheekily grinned. "This person asked why I always hide behind other people or hold onto their clothes like a child… Can we skip this?"

The boy chuckled, "No."

"Seriously, I feel like you and my manager are trying to humiliate me for the video.” She muttered under her breath, narrowing her eyes at Aidan suspiciously, “Anyways, I'm still getting used to cameras and it's kinda instinctual for me to do that I suppose? I'm not used to cameras since I have been used to working with microphones being a voice actor first and foremost."

His hazel's eyes light up, "Oh yeah, I recall you saying you were a VA, why did you audition for the show to begin with?"

The actress scratched her nape with a wry smile, "I thought it was a voice acting job not acting. I didn't even know until I was picked that it was an acting job. I scrambled to research on acting and kept asking the others if they could give me advice on acting."

He face palmed, smiling, "Did you not read what you were screening for?"

"To be fair, it was my manager who read it out loud, I just butted in and just said yes mindlessly because I saw the character designs and thought they were cool, I'm referring to the comics by the way."

"Next question from is from wbip8581, they asked how we become close?" The brunette male read the question outloud.

"Since Aidan and I got a lot of scenes together, I asked if we could work on them - like rehearse with each other so he could give me pointers on how to deliver my character."

"We hung out but, it was more on watching reality TV shows to examine and decipher how an angry person acts or how someone similar to Y/N acts." He added onto the girl’s explanation to which she nodded along.

"I think because of him, I got into watching Hell's kitchen," Both the actress and actor laughed at how true the statement was.

The brunette male then decided to move, "For now, this is the last question since I know the video is probably going to be long with how much Y/R/N rambles-"

"HEY!" The girl pretended to look offended by putting a hand over her heart.

Aidan chuckled, "So, the last question is from Immpotato10, do you two plan to make more videos together? Assuming that the Q&A does well."

"That depends really… although I like talking to Mr. Gallagher." She says his last name mockingly which made him roll his eyes, "I don't wanna overstay my time here in his channel, and if he has good video ideas then I will probably reconsider."

“Well, I suppose that’s goodbye for now!” Aidan bid his farewell to his audience followed by Y/R/N waving her two hands at the camera like a child.

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vampbloodbunny · 1 year

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Five ' i drink more coffee then Lorelai Gilmore ' Hargreeves

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graceloveswolves · 2 years

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I’ve seen people talking about how Klaus is looking in the opposite direction in this picture, and as I was rewatching the series I noticed this picture in season one where (I think) Klaus is facing the other way….. I could be wrong but I think that’s either Klaus/Ben. Anyone find this intriguing???

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umbrellainsanity · 2 years

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tua incorrect quotes pt 5

Klaus: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.

Five: You don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass

#the umbrella academy #tua shitpost #tua #tua s3 #incorrect quotes #incorrect umbrella academy quotes #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #five hargreaves x reader #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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p0m3gr4netel0v3 · 2 years

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𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗲

꒰♡꒱...The umbrella academy x reader

꒰♡꒱...the umbrella academy when you have a nightmare

꒰♡꒱...warning(s) : talk about nightmares, like one cussword.

Five hargreeves✧˖*°࿐

Has absolutely no idea what to do.

Just hugs you akwardly ands lets you cry and talk about it if you want to.

Lots and lots of reassurance that none of it was real and it was just a dream.

" its okay, love it was just dream i promise "

klaus hargreeves✧˖*°࿐

Used to get nightmares as a kid because of ghosts so he completely understands.

He'll hold you to him tightly and whisper sweet nothings into your ear while playing with your hair

He's absolutely all ears if you wanna talk to him about it

kisses galore!! Will kiss your forhead, your nose, your cheek, literary every were.

Viktor hargreeves✧˖*°࿐

literary such a sweetheart:(

He'd be so understanding, and gentle

Would get you anything that you need, hell he'd even go to the store to get you some snacks if thats what you wanted

Holds you extra tightly, just to make sure you know he's there

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book-place · 2 years

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Stealing

Warnings: cursing, stealing, mentions of child abandonment, mentions of killing, knives, let me know if I missed any :)

Request: Omg I loved your klaus and Kid fic. There’s not a lot of platonic umbrella academy fics so thank you so much! I was wondering if you could write something about like Klaus introducing kid reader to the family like maybe he goes to his dads funeral with her. Thanks :)

(Sorry that this took so freaking long and that it’s not very good)

Request by: @ihatemyselfmorethanmydepression

Pairings: Klaus Hargreeves x child reader, Hargreeves siblings x child reader

*not my gif*

Summary: When he had to go back to his childhood home, Klaus brought you with him for only one reason, all he hoped was that his siblings didn’t see you

A/N: I know that Vanya’s in this fic, but SOO excited for Viktor

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“Okay, remember the plan?” Klaus asked, bending down to your height and rubbing his hands together.

You nodded slightly, looking up nervously at the huge, prison like building in front of you, “Take anything that looks valuable enough.” You repeated what he had told you earlier.

“Good.” He ruffled your hair, “And step two, if possible-“

“Avoid your family because they are a bunch of assholes.” You cut him off, again repeating what he had told you.

“Hey.” He scolded, lightly swatting your arm, “I told you not to repeat that word.”

You rolled your eyes, “Well then you shouldn’t say it in front of my young ears.” The mocking tone in your voice was not hard for the man to decipher.

He huffed, ignoring your comment, and gently took your arm and began dragging you up the stairs of his childhood home, “Hopefully nobody got here yet.” He muttered mostly to himself, but you still heard.

It made you sad to see that Klaus didn’t want to see his family after all these years.

Though he never told you details about what had happened, you knew that he and his six siblings didn’t end on very good terms.

You had always envied how Klaus had so many siblings when all you had wanted in life was just to have one. Somebody to talk to before your parents left you. After that even would’ve been nice.

It always made you sad that he didn’t take advantage of having all those siblings. Seeing them whenever he could. Keeping in touch. Reaching out.

He had told you a little bit about them when he first found you all by yourself in a park a couple years ago, back when he first took you in as his own.

You reached up and took his large hand in your small one, giving him the best reassuring smile that your six year old body could grant.

He looked down at you, smiling tightly before squeezing your hand gently and leading you up the rest of the stairs and through the large door.

“Master Klaus.” A voice called out through the halls, making said man freeze in his steps.

You, who was behind Klaus’s legs, peaked out to see who was talking to the man, only to see a monkey in human clothes with a cane.

Your eyes widened as the monkey looked at you curiously, “And who would this be, young master?” He asked.

Klaus’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked off to the side where Ben was, not that either you or the monkey knew that he was there, and sent him a questioning look, wondering how the monkey had seen Ben.

The ghost facepalmed and gestured to you, still behind Klaus.

Klaus looked back, “Oh… Oh!” He gently pushed you out from behind him, “This is Y/n!”

You gave a shy wave and the monkey returned with one of his own and a kind smile, “I never took you as the fatherly type, Master Klaus.”

Klaus’s eyes widened, “Oh no, this isn’t my child. Well technically it is my child, but not my flesh and blood.” He rambled.

“I am Pogo, young one.” The monkey greeted kindly, ignoring Klaus’s weird little speech.

“Hi, Pogo.” You said back.

Pogo looked up at Klaus, “I’m sure your siblings will be thrilled that you’re here.” With that he turned and began making his way out of the hall.

You took a moment to look around where you were, not really having been able to do it before because you were too distracted by the talking monkey in the middle of the room.

But you also couldn’t necessarily say that you were surprised about it, Klaus had told you that his family had powers, as well as himself.

The hall you were in was massive with a tall ceiling and sort of menacing and dark decorations. All in all, the room was very intimidating to your six year old self.

You had to jog slightly to catch up with Klaus once you snapped out of your little daze, the man already being about ten of his paces ahead, making a beeline for the stairs.

Halfway up the staircase, you were doubled over with your hands on your knees, huffing and puffing.

Klaus glanced back at you from almost the top already, “Here, we’ll split up to cover more ground. Remember the plan!”

You watched with a huff- of annoyance this time- as he took off to the left at the top of the staircase, before forcing yourself to track up the rest and go to the right.

As you walked, you mumbled bad words to yourself that you heard Klaus say whenever he was upset about something, and continued down the long hallway.

Most of the doors were firmly closed, and locked as you figured out whenever you tried to open them, but there was one door at the end of the hall that was open.

Curiously, you walked in and your eyes widened in wonder and amazement.

The room was filled to the brim with valuables, ranging from expensive looking watches to a couple art pieces that had to have been at least a couple hundred of years old.

You bit your lip, glancing from side to side nervously, having a mental debate with yourself on what you should do.

From all the children's tv shows and movies you watched, they all talked about how stealing was bad. But you wanted Klaus to be proud of you, you didn’t want him to leave you like your parents did, because you didn’t do what he asked.

Finally coming to a decision, you nervously and hastily rushed over to where it was sitting and shoved it into your sweatshirt pocket.

“What the-“

The sudden voice made you jump at least a foot in the air and whip around in alarm, ready to spew out any excuse that you could come up with for the unfamiliar sounding person.

In the doorway stood a confused looking man holding a knife, the sight of the weapon making you let out a little yelp and duck down right away.

“Uhh…” The man had dropped his hand that was tightly gripping the weapon, but didn’t relax his defensive stance, “What the hell is going on in here?”

Immediately, you took the watch out of your pocket and threw it down, back onto the dresser that you had picked it up off of.

While he was still too shocked to do anything, you ran as fast as your little legs would carry you, and shoved past him with surprising force and hurled yourself back down the hall you came from.

It only took him a couple of seconds to recover from his shock before he quickly rushed after you, the sound of pounding feet filled the house as he did so.

You rushed down the stairs, trying not to stumble over your feet before running into the first room that you saw, which just two happened to be a living room.

As soon as you entered, your fight or flight instincts took over and you immediately ran to a close cabinet and began climbing, knowing that the furniture could hold your small frame but not the man’s large one.

From the top of the brown cabinet you watched as he skidded to a stop in the room, eyes narrowing as he scanned the room for any sight of you.

You silently let out another bad word that Klaus had said in front of you as the board beneath you creaked a little, giving away your location.

The man’s head whipped up so fast he should’ve gotten whiplash, but before he could get a good look at you, a glass bottle came flying down towards his face, and this time it was his turn to let out a little yelp and duck.

There were multiple glass bottles up near where you were, so you had decided to use them to your advantage.

After the glass shattered along the floor, he barely had time to stand up before another one was being hurled at his head.

You kept dropping one after the other, never letting the man think long enough to recover himself.

The sound of glass shattering was so loud that you and the man both hadn’t heard the stamped like footsteps rushing into the room until a voice silenced all else.

“What the hell is going on here, Diego?” Allison stood with her hands on her hips, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Behind her stood a timid looking Vanya, an awkward looking Luther, and a distracted Klaus.

You had paused, midway throwing another off, as did the man named Diego, crouched down with his hands over his head.

The name Diego ran a bell somewhere deep inside your head and it took you a minute to realize how you knew the name. Diego Hargreeves. Kalus’s brother. And the other people must've been his siblings that were still alive.

When he saw the others, he jumped up and immediately started rambling, “I heard a noise coming from inside a room so I tried to investigate, and I found a kid stealing one of dad's old watches! They took off before I could talk to them!”

This caught Klaus’s attention, who had been looking around the room in boredom, and for the first time his eyes landed on you, slowly realizing what was going on.

Once he did, he hurriedly rushed over to the cabinet that you were on and stuck his arms out, “Come on, n/n. Just get down from there, it’s not safe.” Those who didn’t know the man wouldn’t have caught the slight desperation in your tone.

After eyeing Diego warily, you slowly gave in and jumped down into Klaus’s ready and waiting arms.

The rest of his siblings watched in confusion as you let Klaus gently set you on the ground before slightly moving behind his legs.

“Klaus… how do you know this child?” Luther asked, looking down at you in shock.

“And why the hell were they stealing?” Diego asked, and then eyed Klaus, “Did you hire a kid to do your stealing for you?”

Everyone ignored him as Klaus clapped his hands together, “Everybody, seeing as you’re all here I guess I’ll just introduce all of you. This is Y/n.” You gave a small wave from behind the man, which only Vanya returned, “I suppose they’re kinda like my adopted kid or something.”

Luther began looking at his brother like he grew three more heads, “You do know that kidnapping a child isn’t considered adoption, right?”

You let out a small huff, a little offended that he would think that you would just let yourself get kidnapped, “He didn’t kidnap me.” Everyone’s attention turned to you, “He took me in when mommy and daddy left me.” Suddenly all of your confidence was gone and you found yourself becoming shy again.

Slowly, on their own time, everybody came to an understanding about what you meant, and each reacted in their own ways.

Allison looked at you with pity, Diego’s eyes widened in surprise and he looked over at his brother, Luther let out a small ‘wow’, and Vanya slowly came over to you, as if to try and not frighten you.

She bent down to your height with a small smile and a wave, “Hi there, Y/n. I’m Vanya, it’s very nice to meet you.”

Klaus looked over at the two of you, letting a smile grow on his face. He never would’ve admitted it, but he had always wanted to see what it would be like for his siblings to meet you.

And so far he wasn’t disappointed with the outcome. Especially since you almost killed Diego.

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leelee1234love · 15 days

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The Umbrella Academy Masterlist

🧡= Little!Reader Fics

💛= My Fav Fics

* = Smut/Nsfw

Luther Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

< Nicknames (Preference) >

< Where he likes to kiss you (Preference) >

< Favourite Things About Eachother (Preference) >

< You have an argument (Preference) >

< What you do to annoy each other (Preference) >

Alison Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

< Nicknames (Preference) >

< Where he likes to kiss you (Preference) >

< Favourite Things About Eachother (Preference) >

< You have an argument (Preference) >

< What you do to annoy each other (Preference) >

< Your sick >

- Summary:

< Not a good day >

- Summary:

Number eight Series

- Summary: The beginning, your story.

Ben Hargreeves

Viktor/Vanya Hargreeves

#five hargreeves x reader #five hargreaves #five hargreeves #diego hargreeves #diego hargreaves x reader #x reader #luther hargreeves #alison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #tua #the umbrella academy #umbrella acedmy

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caitimetravels · 2 years

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she’s insignificant

chapter 14: you’re lying

the umbrella academy x (fem) reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

warnings: none for this chapter i think??

a/n: in honour of almost 400 followers ig?? i present to you... an update!!

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y/n swung to a halt, feet pressing into the dirt beneath her soles as she breathed in slowly.

she didn't want to be a part of it.

five could solve his own problems.. except it wasn't just his problem.

she didn't want to die. not like this.

and so she did help, whether they wanted her help or not, she needed to do this.

she silently chewed on her lip, willing herself to stay where she was. she shouldn't be risking her life for them. she shouldn't get up. she shouldn't keep following their life threatening actions.

but anything for family right?

she scoffed but stood despite her annoyance. here she was crawling back to those who didn't even bother to stay for more than a day in her company unless there was a world ending apocalypse.

her eyebrows furrowed as exited the calm park, how did they know five wasn't crazy anyways? how old did he say he was, 58? what bullshit.

she huffed a laugh at that, she was still 16 after all.

before she knew it she was once again back in front of the place she sadly called home.

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allison stepped up beside diego, watching quietly as grace patched up five's wound. neither spoke for a moment, merely mulling over the day's events in their head.

softly, diego turned to look at his sister, "anything?"

"there's no answer at vanya's place" allison begun, continuing in a disbelieving tone. "and the receptionist at her music school said she was a no show for her lessons today"

there was a moment of silence again before diego stepped back, allison following his movements. "hey, are you okay?"

"yeah... i don't know its just surreal seeing her" he paused, looking back over at grace, "i just want to tell her that i'm so-"

allison stared at him, suspicious but allowed him to move on anyways. "we don't have enough time we gotta go"

"i don't know, diego. five is laying there, unconscious" she gestured, off-handedly towards the said boy, "and y/n is still out somewhere no one knows. we need them."

"we can do this ourselves" diego argued,

"we did that already, remember? we all ended up dead" allison pointed out, before softening "i don't know, i'm just- i'm thinking maybe i should go and see claire before-"

"you can't run away from this, allison, that's what started all of this in the first place" he sighed, defeated "luther was right"

allison scoffed, eyebrows raised "i didn't think i'd ever hear you say those words"

"yeah, well, we gotta stick together" he shrugged, and she finally agreed.

"where do we start?"

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y/n pushed the door open to a once again empty house. with a brief glance around she quickly made a beeline for the room she knew they would have taken five. she peered around the doorway only to see grace seated beside five, who remained unconscious.

her mother figure held a book in her hands, perfect posture as usual as she waited for five to wake.

y/n jumped when a voice spoke up behind her.

"allison and diego left some time ago"

"pogo! oh my god" she held a hand to her heart, breathing out slowly before pausing, "where did they go?"

"i'm not sure, although i do believe they split up" pogo had already begun to walk away, intending to check on five, as she hurriedly pulled her phone from her pocket, ringing allison's number.

the dial tone rang for what felt like too long.

"y/n?" she sucked in a breath.

"hey allison.." she nervously rocked on the soles of her feet, eyes flickering over the several fighting posters littering the hallway, slowly pacing. "uh, what are you and diego doing?"

"well, diego got arrested" y/n felt her eyes widen, surprised he had done anything recently that could have lead to an arrest.

"what?"

"yeah, he didn't tell me why but he's probably in jail-"her older sister begun,

"you're going to find the others, aren't you?" she didn't wait for confirmation, continuing to ramble. "i'll get diego then, we need to do this together, right? that's what five-"

"y/n" allison cut her off, sharply. she wasn't annoyed but definitely tense.

"sorry" she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, anxious. "i'm just.. you know, not ready to die or whatever"

"neither am i" allison sighed, "go get diego, we'll meet up later, okay? just.. stay safe"

y/n softly murmured the saying back before hanging up.

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the h/c haired girl stepped into the police office, head held high in false confidence. surely it wasn't too hard to get diego out. what was he in here for anyways? dressing up like makeshift batman?

she waltzed right through the building looking for someone who appeared to have access to her brother. her eyes narrowed in on a detective she swore she had seen before.

"hi" he wasn't expecting anyone when he pulled his seat out from his desk, nervously attempting to appear normal. he jumped slightly in surprise, turning to face a young girl who smiled politely up at him from the other side of his desk. "is he here?"

the question caught him off guard but he had an idea of who she was referring to.

"and you are?" he raised an eyebrow, key clutched tightly in a fist by his side tightly to hide that he had been about to break her brother out for something he was accused of doing.

"y/n hargreeves, is he here?" she continued her tight lipped smile, looking around him to try and spot her brother as she repeated her question.

"diego? he's back there.." he gestured vaguely behind him to a locked room, "you can visit him if you want" he spoke quieter, leaning closer over his desk, eyes flitting around for anyone listening.

"please" she nodded, following him through the offices to the cell where her brother stood.

diego looked up from where he leaned against the cell door.

"hey" she grinned, stepping in and briefly thanking the man as he closed the door. he nodded back, slipping the key into her hand before completely leaving.

"hey?" diego's eyebrows furrowed, standing up straighter, curiously watching her step closer. "what are you doing here?"

"breaking you out or something" she shrugged with a small grin. "what're you in here for anyways? cosplay?"

"murder" her smile disappeared quickly, head tilting.

"who? the masked woman?" she was joking again. diego rolled his eyes, annoyance clear in his attitude. "hey, hey, no need for that, i've got it, okay?" she held a hand up, quickly unlocking the door, pulling it open and bowing with an arm out sarcastically.

"you're welcome" she called as he sauntered off,

"shut up, we need to get going" her playful tone quickly diminished, silently following him out the back door.

they walked quickly, fast paced towards the academy. y/n merely matched his footsteps, lost in her own head once again. it felt like that a lot recently, she was far too stuck in her mind, reliving the strange dreams plaguing her.

y/n was jolted out of her stupor by diego's attempt at conversation, "what's up with you lately?"

"what?" she hadn't even realised they had slowed down a bit. "what do you mean?"

"you're spacing out" he reached a hand up to push a finger into her forehead, causing her scowl in annoyance.

"i am not"

"you are too! you just did it a second ago. come on, what's going on up there?"

the pair weren't particularly close, they never had been. sure, more so than her and luther or her and allison but they had never confided in each other. it just wasn't a thing they did.

"it's nothing, just weird... dreams" she shrugged it off,

"dreams? you hesitated" he raised an eyebrow at her, urging her to continue.

"and? it was probably just a lucid dream or something.. i don't know, it feels like a memory" she crossed her arms to her chest, frowning. "i think i- i think i met someone?"

he stayed quiet, listening carefully.

"she.. she was beautiful and i'm just so- it sucks, i can't remember if she was even real! she was there and we had a good time together but she just- she was gone and i woke up without ever seeing her again" y/n felt the tears of frustration form along her waterline, slightly blurring her vision. with a small groan she blinked them away. "my head hurts"

"are you sick?"

"what?" her head snapped towards him, anger filling her chest at his response.

"no, no!" he quickly grew defensive "i meant like- it just sounds like a fever dream or something. that's- that's a thing right?"

"a fever dream? yeah. but i mean, i'm not sick. i don't think i'm sick" she bit the inside of her cheek, eyebrows furrowing with concern but before their conversation could continue diego pushed the gate to the academy open, rushing upstairs to find his weapons.

she sighed, standing on the doorstep, knowing he would return. her mind went over the memories again.

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"feeling down?" a voice surprised her. her eyes widened as she looked up to find one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. her dark skin complemented her suit, curly hair bouncing with every step she took. her blazer was slung over her arm with her hands in her pockets and sleeves rolled up to reveal her forearms. her lips held a teasing smile. "stunned, hm?"

"s-sorry" y/n glanced down again, fiddling with her fingers. the girl laughed lightly, taking a seat on the other swing beside her. her mind barely registered the british accent, only now noticing she sounded foreign.

"what's got you down, love?" the pet name, probably meaning nothing, no more than habit, caused y/n's cheeks to heat up.

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she shook her head, trying to push away growing flush in her face.

luckily, her diego stepped out, providing a needed distraction.

"where are we going?" she asked, following along with klaus and five beside her.

"to find luther"

right, this was going to go well. she rolled her eyes.

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luther sat at the bar, drinking away his sorrows, apparently.

diego walked in first, the trio following behind him but stopping when he gestured for them to 'let him handle it' or whatever. y/n and five shared a raised eyebrow, both doubtful considering luther and diego's history.

despite their issue with it, nobody protested, merely sitting off to the side.

"so.. where'd you go?" klaus begun, not caring for the awkward atmosphere. both y/n and five gave him an unimpressed look.

"we're trying to eavesdrop here, do you mind?" five scowled, offhandedly waving his hand in luther and diego's direction.

"yes, i do mind actually, i just want to know where little baby y/n has been" klaus pretended to coo, patting her head.

she slapped his hand immediately, scoffing. "i'm not a baby. and i haven't been anywhere important, so i don't see why it's any of your business"

"defensive" klaus raised his hands as she shot him another glare, finally going silent so they could listen in.

"you wanna turn your back on me, the guys, y/n. that's fine" diego shrugged, gesturing to the three standing to the side. "but allison deserves better than that"

"allison? what are you talking about?" y/n's eyebrows furrowed at luther's words, confused. she glanced at klaus and five again, neither one seeming surprised. had they all known allison was in trouble?

"well, we got a hold of harold jenkins' police file" diego begun, slowly "turns out vanya's boyfriend is a convicted murderer. who would have saw that one coming? little hard to trust anyone who wears corduroy"

"wait so.. where's allison now?" luther leaned in, finally interested in the point of the conversation,

"she decided to go after harold jenkins. all alone" diego emphasised the danger she was in.

"you should have lead with that. jesus!" the pair stood up, the other three following before y/n moved to block their way.

"wait diego! you didn't tell me that!" she stared at him expectantly, hands tightening into fists to calm her growing frustration with this family.

"well, you were going to find out eventually i just-" he tried to excuse, hoping to wave it off. she knew it. they always tried to excuse their behaviour. but the annoyance was started to seep in. she laughed emotionlessly, crossing her arms as she gave him a blank stare.

"you didn't think it was important to tell me?"

the silence was deafening.

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saguch · 10 months

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Bones seen enough tt and made an edit in season 5 in general, he killed me, but this does not negate the fact that I dance furiously under him

#umbrellaacademyseason3 #jouno saigiku #artists on tumblr #tecchou #suegiku #bungo stray dogs #kunikida #bsd jouno #jouno x reader #jouno fluff #tua vanya #yandere jouno #bsd

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umbrellatte · 2 years

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Ah Shit | F.Hargreeves

pairings: five hargreeves x speedster!fem!reader

synopsis: After finally leaving Dallas, Texas 1963, you and the Hargreeves come back to another seemingly disastrous problem.

notes: five did time travel, he did see the apocalypse, but was able to return as soon as he saw the date, therefore making him the same age as everyone else, including yourself. and he doesn't look like he's thirteen, he's just genuinely shorter than the rest of the academy, like he's tall, just not enough to be 'tall' tall.

disclaimer: five is above 18 in all my fics unless stated otherwise

You all landed in what seemed to be the Academy's living room. You all saw a Ben look alike walked into the room, and six other people, well five people and a cube, on the second floor balcony. “Dad? Who the hell are these assholes?”

“Shit” the Umbrellas said at the same time as you said “Ah shit.” You all look at each other, few words here and there and now you were fighting. Being the speedster of the group, you obviously had a high advantage on speed. Well, assuming you were the only one with speed advantages.

“Then we'll have to settle this the old-fashioned way.” the buff dark skinned man said. “Look, we just fought a literal army. Okay? This doesn't need to get ugly. Let's all just calm down and let's talk.”

Klaus then proceeded to talk, you didn't really pay attention to it. Mainly because Five's grip on your waist seemed to tell you that you should be wary and prop up your speed. So your focus was mainly on the random scarlet dressed people. Sooner or later, there was a fight. You and Luther took stance as the Marcus guy attacked. You sped around him and started to form a vaccum made of air, which theoretically, if he was as strong as Luther, he couldn't punch through.

“Luther, help the others! I'll get this one!” you yelled, speeding around him until you took your scarf and tied him to someone else. “Hopefully, he'll be too scared to break out cause he'll hurt whoever the hell this blonde bitch i tied him to anyways.” you thought. Ben then decides to attack you, from behind. Coward position, but smart anyways. Before he could, Five jumps to your rescue. “Tentacles off her, asshole!” he yells, jumping behind him to strangle him. “[Name], darling watch your fucking back! I swear to god!” Five scolds you. You speed here and there fighting the bird lady, yelling “I don't have eyes in the back of my head, honey! But clearly this blind bird bitch does!”

“[Name], Diego needs help! He's floating with the cube thing!” Allison called out. You reached Diego and thought on how to save him. You figured maybe if you ran fast enough, you could run up the walls, turn and jump to him grabbing him in the process. “Who's your daddy? I'm your daddy! Who's—” he lands a punch, “your—” another punch, “daddy!—” and another.

“It's now or never.” you successfully did your rescue trick and soon find Five with Ben, and head straight with him, running to Allison, seeing Klaus in the air, wrapped around tentacles, Diego throwing knives at the cube, and Vanya with paintings. You would have helped them, but at the moment, Allison was in a vulnerable position. Five jumps in, takes Allison and you sped the dude to a pillar, grabbing anything to tie him and tied him to it.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.” Five said. “Hey, short stack. What's up?” the black haired woman greeted. “Allison, you go ahead and help the others. We got this.” you said. “What are you two? Their mascots?” you scoff. “Aha, no. I'm not. More of just an extra addition, thanks for thinking so highly of me, though!” you sarcastically said, smiling your condescending smile. Five jumps behind her and lands a hard punch on her face. “Depends on who you're talking to. I'm more of their ringer.”

You quickly notice her get up, shoot her gross mouth liquid, and ran Five out of the way, and then proceeded to speed around her, making her dizzy. “None of that, alright? That's gross and not needed on Five's gorgeous face.” you warned. “What in the actual fuc-”

Not even five minutes later, you all were running down to halls to the exits. But Five doesn't leave until he gets the briefcase, to no avail. Only finding a few of the so called sparrows, on to Vanya. As soon as Vanya went all Vanya-bomb, Five soacial jumped away to you. Before you could leave, you held the finger to the black haired liquid lady. “Asshole!”

You all find your way to a few benches, sat down and started to talk. Everyone spoke with each other, but you were silent, head on Five's shoulder. Again you paid no attention to the conversation. Atleast not until Five said something. “Okay, the next person to say dickhead is getting a punch to the throat.”

All of them, even you, knew he wouldn't. So to mess with him, you all said 'dickhead' and just laughed as Five kissed your temple, slightly smiling even if he was worried on what's going on with this version of 2019.

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itstheghostofmypast · 11 months

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*At Luther's wedding*

Y/N: Bet you three shots he'll cry.

Five: I bet you four he'll throw up.

Y/N: I bet you two shots we'll pull through this too.

Five: seven that we'll all die, love.

Lila: Do they realise this is called alcoholism?

Diego: Shhh...just watch

Y/N: Two shots say you'll be kissing me tonight.

*Five takes two shots, smirks at her blushing face*

Lila: wtf?

Diego: It's giving love.

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d1ana-m0nd · 7 months

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╭─► ❝The Servant: Umbrella Academy's Servant❞

Five Hargreeves × Female! Reader || Written by Diana (d1ana-m0nd)

➢ Description : It's a well known fact that Sir. Reginald Hargreeves adopted 7 children to save the world from it's impending doom. Though, the number of children will change from 7 to 8 once a close friend of his, Rita Rossweisse was on her death bed and requested him to take in her child, who fortunately was born on October 1st 1989.

➢ Word Count : 4,553

➢ Links : Masterlist && Character Profile

Chapter 4: Man on the Moon

Ever since the other numbers chose to leave the academy, Number One and Number Zero were the only numbers behind left. Luther mostly spent his day lazing around, uncertain of what to do next as he awaited for Mr. Monocle's missions. Y/N kept herself busy by doing her assigned chores and helping Pogo and Grace around the house, and visited Vanya from time to time under Mr. Hargreeves' orders.

Today was the same routine for Number One. The only difference was that Luther thought it would be a great idea to ride a bicycle around the house, whilst drinking a container of milk. The servant noticed this through the CCTV and giggled but, you cut off your amusement short because you had orders to follow through.

You turned on the PA system and called over the larger male's attention. "Attention, Master Luther. Mission alert. I repeat, mission alert. Mr. Hargreeves' request for your presence in his study room."

The dirty blond male stopped his shenanigans and hastily placed the bicycle against the wall, as he hurried to his room to dress up into his superhero suit. Once he finished dressing up, you escorted him to his father's office.

Heading to his father's room you couldn't help but, sneak glances towards his direction. Was he comfortable with you? Is he fine with working alone in missions? Would he mind if you assisted him?

"Do you have something on your mind Y/N?" Luther quipped, most likely catching onto the smaller girl's glances.

You let out an airy chuckle, "I'm sorry, It's just… I'm worried for you."

The larger man raised a brow, "Why would you be? I've handled a lot of missions by myself, this one is nothing new to me."

"I suppose you are right," You sighed and added, "Though that doesn't mean you can handle everything yourself, sometimes you need other people to help you."

Number One nodded, "Yeah, I see your point but," he ruffled your hair, "You have nothing to worry about, I'm Dad's Number One for a reason."

You forced yourself to keep your lips into a smile; You didn't want to tell him that being number one means nothing when it comes to life threatening situations…

"Also, Master Luther, please refrain from messing with my hair." You reminded him as you tried to salvage the neatness of your hair, which made the larger male giggle.

When you've both arrived at Mr. Hargreeves' office, you were quick to stand by the patriarch's side prepping his tea as he spoke to Luther.

"There's a biochemical substance, unknown, but dangerous, especially in the wrong hands. As my Number One, I need you to deal with the threat." The older male commanded as he jotted down things on his priceless notebook.

"I'm ready. But, uh..."

"Yes?"

"You don't need to call me by my number anymore." Number One requested.

Mr. Hargreeves' and you were intrigued by Luther's words. Why would he point out something so miniscule and have no importance to the mission?

"Why not?" Mr. Monocle inquired, his sharp gaze on Luther.

The larger male stiffened under his father's gaze, it made him feel small but pointed out. "Because I'm the only one left."

"Ah." The older man didn't seem surprised by his son's statement, though he shrugged it off as he went back to writing where he left off.

"Ouch. I'm totally not here." You sarcastically thought brushing off the pain of being ignored, was Luther even aware you were still in the same room? Or did he forget you were still there?

When Luther left the room, you raised a question to the head of the Hargreeves' family, "Mr. Monocle may I raise a question?"

The older male merely nodded and gestured for you to shoot your question.

"Why am I not sent to missions with Luther? Wouldn't it be better for him to have assistance rather than doing them alone?" You mused, subtly pointing out the dangers of doing the mission by himself.

"Ah. Simple," Mr. Hargreeves' paused as he drank his tea then spoke, "You will serve as a hindrance. Number One knows how to deal with missions by himself without my orders. You, on the other hand, would need guidance on every step of the way. Which is something I don't need in missions."

You couldn't help but bite your lower lip. Your throat was clogged with colorful words that were wanting to be spewed at the patriarch's direction, though you knew your situation better now. You were merely a servant in everyone's eyes, not a person who wants to help…

Unexpectedly, the mission Luther was sent to almost got him killed. The last thing he'd witness as a human is gunfire going off, metal clanging, air hissing, loud clattering and banging as he battled with his opponents. The whole fight ended with the larger male groaning in pain, as his body was covered with bullet wounds, knife slashes and burns from the fight. Making haste, you and Grace hurriedly pushed the wheeled stretcher to the infirmary.

"Hurry! Let's get him inside. Get that gear off him." Reginald ordered you and Grace to assist him.

The injured Luther was wheezing in pain as you took out the scissors and cut away the gear that was in the way.

"Paddles. Quickly!" Mr. Hargreeves' commanded, Grace charged the paddles then placed it on Luther's chest. The paddles whirred and buzzed but Number One was unresponsive.

"Again."

You turn up the paddles and increase the voltage. Whilst Grace charged it up and placed it on Luther's chest awaiting for his pulse to become more stable but got nothing.

The monocle cursed as he saw no improvement, "Damn it! Bring me the serum. Pogo."

Pogo walked up to Mr. Hargreeves' side and gave him the serum that was mixed with your blood and Pogo's, a modified serum that could save his life. The older man hurriedly inserted the serum into Luther's veins and pushed the liquid into him. For a moment, everyone went silent since Luther wasn't wheezing in pain anymore, unsure of what to do next, but they left the room as soon as Reginald told them to.

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It was early in the morning, most likely around 5 am. Pogo woke you up to share his discovery with you. Groggily, you followed his lead, when your eyes met a deactivated Grace, your eyes widened, immediately awakened from your tired state.

“Mr. Pogo, was this part of the plan or did the masked people do this to her?” You murmured, your hands gripping onto the fabric of your sleepwear.

The advanced chimpanzee wore a sullen look glancing at Grace, “Mr. Hargreeves expected this would happen but, he didn’t plan to do this to Grace.”

“So it’s the masked people then… By any chance, did Mr. Monocle anticipate that other people would get involved?” You asked your eyes narrowed at the ground because you didn't know how to take your anger out.

“Yes, yes he did.” Pogo replied which made you sigh, this made you think one thing.

“Mr. Pogo… does Master Hargreeves not trust me?”

The formal chimpanzee looked away, guilt weighing his heart. “I’m afraid not.”

You could not help but feel like crap. As the servant of the Umbrella Academy and as Number Zero, you've done everything in your power to please Mr. Hargreeves and serve his family. However, in his eyes, what you were doing was not good enough, you were not trustworthy enough. As the servant of the Hargreeves family, were you not perfect enough… Did he see the cracks? The flaws you have tried so hard to hide? You could not help but blame yourself for being so incompetent and being unable to keep up to their expectations.

The older chimpanzee noticed that the servant seemed bothered by his admission, based on how she was staring into space whilst she fiddled with the fabric of her pajamas. He decided it would be best to redirect their discourse.

“Y/N you should use this opportunity to run away now. You plan to monitor Five right? Leaving now will give you a headstart.”

You shook your head no, ”I cannot… Master Luther’s already suspicious of me, I would not want to create any more discord between us.”

“Understandable," Pogo nodded, " Please inform the others that are left behind, regarding the state we found Grace in.”

The servant bowed to Pogo and did as you were told. You informed the ones who were left behind in the academy: you told Diego before he departed early in the morning, you looked for Vanya but couldn't find her, the same could be said to Klaus, you told Allison and planned to tell Luther but the Rumor stopped you claiming she would tell him herself.

You were planning to start doing your chores along with Grace's tasks but you suddenly recalled Klaus' absence. His absence worried you a bit, because his 'disappearance' occured after the masked people came to terrorize the house looking for Five.

“By any chance Miss Allison, have you seen Klaus? I can’t seem to find him.” you questioned the older woman, hoping her answer would ease your worries.

The woman in curls shook her head but wore a small smile, “Don’t worry about it Y/N, he’s probably out there doing his own thing. You have nothing to worry about, he’s a grown man and he can take care of himself.”

You forced yourself to smile once again; you understood that she meant well but it felt wrong to brush off Klaus' absence at a time like this. Though you told yourself that maybe you are just overthinking things, might as well redirect that energy to the chores that needed your attention.

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It was a cloudy day, Lance, the prosthetist, spent his morning walking his dog. Once he finished taking his dog out for a walk, he carried the dog and headed to his car. Unaware of the danger he'd face the moment he stepped foot into his car. He unlocked the back door and carefully placed his dog on the backseat then went to the driver's seat to start the car.

Out of nowhere, someone blinked to the passenger seat. Before he could react, a knife was pressed against his neck by the brunette boy that had been "harassing" him, rather, threatened and scared the crap out of him for days.

"Oh, Jesus!"

"One chance. That's all you've got. One chance to tell me exactly what's going on in that lab." Five placed the blade against the prosthetist's neck, harder.

"I... I manufacture prosthetic devices for fake patients. I bill the insurance companies and then sell them for cash on the black market." Lance rambled, sweating bullets as he feared for his life.

The boy brought up, "Including eyeballs?"

"Yeah, they're my biggest seller. I mean, they sell like hotcakes. I... I've got a list, a waiting list, probably 20 buyers."

"So, the serial number I told you..."

"Uh, could've already been bought. Yes, off... off the books."

The brunette boy glared at Lance and sighed, "I needed that list, Lance. Names and numbers, and I need it now!"

"I don't have it!" The prosthetist exclaimed but, Five pressed the blade further into his neck. "I mean, not on me. The only copy's in my safe at the lab."

The boy withdrew the blade and sat on the passenger seat comfortably, like he owned the car. "Well, you start the car, then. 'Cause we're going on a field trip."

Lance let out a sigh of relief, "Okay."

"Now." Five threw a cold glare at the doctor's direction.

Despite being half Lance's size, Five's glare was enough to urge him to start the car, "Okay."

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Once Luther woke up and was caught up to speed with the situation, he made a beeline to Five's room with Pogo and you in tow. The larger male rummaged through Five's things and room to look for something of use. At the moment, you and Pogo were trying to reason with him.

"Like I said, Master Luther, Number Five hasn't lived in this room since he was a boy." Pogo said watching over the comically larger male crouching and looking for something that could help him.

Luther nodded, "Yeah, I know, but we need to warn him. He doesn't even know we were attacked. He doesn't know they're looking for him, he doesn't know…"

Unexpectedly, a new pair of footsteps caught everyone's attention, everyone's eyes were redirected to the man in leather who just entered Five's room. It seemed like he had the same plan as Luther.

"What are you doing here?" Diego narrowed his eyes to Number One.

"Uh..." Spaceboy sighed then shifted his attention to his brother, "Do you know about Mom?"

"Y/N informed me before I left." The Kraken said and added, "It looks like you got what you wanted, one way or another, right?"

The whole room was silent with the latino's remark. The dirty blonde merely sighed in response to his brother's remark. Their relationship has always been like this after all, one upping the other over the smallest of things.

"Wanna tell me what you're doing here?" Luther questioned the other male.

"Looking for Five." The knife wielding vigilante briefly replied.

"Let me guess, you're gonna save the day." The larger male snided, as he rolled his eyes knowing his brother's antics.

Diego narrowed his eyes at Number One, "It's what I do. Asshоlе."

"Really?" Spaceboy stood up and looked his brother in the eye. "Last I checked, you mopped floors."

"And what do you do? Sit on the moon for four years, waiting for orders?"

Although that insult wasn't directed at you, it stung. Though you wouldn't voice that; what you said and felt didn't matter at the moment.

"Keep on being a loyal soldier after everything our father did to you."

"Master Luther and Master Diego, arguing will not be of any help in trying to find Master Five." You tried to meditate the situation but your words fell on deaf ears as the men kept arguing.

"What? You mean save my life?" The larger male defended his father.

"No, I mean... turn you into a monster."

Luther let out an exasperated sigh in response to his statement. He tried so hard to hide it from the others but they now know the truth. It was embarrassing to say the least, even though he knew he couldn't hide it forever. He couldn't help but wish they didn't see this side of him.

"Can't hide it anymore, champ." Diego mockingly pointed out.

"He had a difficult decision to make, and he made it." The dirty blonde defended their father again.

"Grow up, Luther. We're not 13 anymore."

"Making difficult decisions to save others, is what leaders do, by the way." Spaceboy desperately added, as he tried his best to paint their father in a good light.

The latino scoffed, "He sent you on that mission all alone. Almost got you killed."

"Yeah, well at least he was there. Where were you? You and everyone else in this family? You walked out." Luther hissed as he glared at Number Two.

"Everyone, please calm down-" You tried to pacify the situation but got interrupted instead.

"And thank Christ that I did, or I would have ended up just like you." The Kraken looked at him in disgust as a eureka moment occurred in his head. "Let me ask you a question. When you watch one of these nature shows…"

"Diego, please." The advanced chimpanzee begged knowing where he was going with his question.

"Does it turn you on?" The knife wielder wore a smug expression that angered Luther. It tempted Spaceboy to physically wipe off the expression on Diego's face.

"So what? Is he just an animal to you, too now, Diego, huh? Don't-"

"Enough! This house was attacked. We barely got out with our lives. And Grace... she wasn't so lucky. Your brother is missing, and this is how you rise to the occasion? Take your nonsense elsewhere. Now." Pogo's voice boomed which caught everyone off guard.

"Sorry, Pogo." Luther apologized.

"Yeah, sorry, Pogo." Diego muttered.

"Wow. It's almost like I wasn't here trying to calm them down as well." The girl silently remarked, hating the fact that no one in this household took her seriously. Was it because she looked like a little girl?

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By some miracle, Luther and Diego decided to team up with you to go look for Five. They added you to their search party, since you were the one who Five kept by his side ever since he came back, and you probably had an inkling of where he was heading to. Number One was hesitant to let you join but Number Two managed to 'persuade' him. The Spaceboy, the Kraken, and the Servant headed to where they last saw the van was parked.

"This is it. He's still here. This is Five's van. Go. Go." Luther urged the others to hurry.

They - Diego and you - did as you were told and hurried. You opened the back door whilst Diego and Luther fought over the passenger seat, until Diego gave up as he rolled his eyes and reluctantly opened the sliding door at the back. The three of you looked all over the van for any signs of where Five was.

Diego whistled loudly, "I know where to find Five." He took out Vanya's autobiography, the first page littered with equations and a library stamp. The library was hours away from their current location.

"I should stay behind just in case Master Five plans to come back here." You said, assuming the possibility he would come back to the van.

The dirty blonde seemed hesitant to let you stay behind without anyone keeping an eye on you but Diego butted in before his brother could say anything nonsensical - his words, not yours.

“Yeah, we need someone to check on the van just in case he comes back, just message me if he comes.” Number Two ordered which you bowed to.

They left you behind to head to the libraries that were nearby, with Luther occasionally peeking over his shoulder making sure you'd stay in the van. You sat on the passenger seat and waited for Five to show up.

As time passes, you grow bored, your attention drifting from one thing to another. Suddenly, you saw two well dressed people entering the prosthetic building. They wore similar suits to the masked people but, you couldn't verify if they were the same people since they didn't wear a mask. Out of caution, you called the police over the nearest phone booth and reported them about suspicious individuals entering the building.

Just in cue, Five arrived at the prosthetic building. As he and Lance were heading to the entrance of the building, the brunette smelled something familiar - fire. Alert coursed through the boy's veins, he hurriedly ran to the entrance of the building. The fire from within the building roared and the fire alarm rang for help, which increased the adrenaline and his pace. He was about to enter the entrance and try to salvage the only lead he had, only to be pulled back by his collar, the glass shattered and exploded which grazed Five.

The flabbergasted brunette sat on the pavement watching as his only hope to save the world was burning right in front of him. He felt helpless watching it all burn away, it was the only thing he could do, as he thought of one thing, we are all doomed.

"Master Five, are you alright?" You asked as you removed your hands from his collar and crouched to his level, a worried look etched onto your facial features.

"What are you-" Five was taken aback by your presence then narrowed his brows at you. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough to see the masked people come in…" You muttered looking away, you had a gut feeling he would lash out on you again.

"Why didn't you stop them!?"

"I didn't know I was supposed to stop them, I assumed you were already inside, that's why they came in. Plus, you told me to stay out of your way last time, so I just called the police again-" You tried to explain only to be interrupted by a glare and Five scoffing at you, "You're useless!"

"You haven't changed one bit!" The brunette hissed, venom seething through his words; It made you flinch. You tried to assist him to stand up, only for your hand to be swatted away.

"You are still a puppet waiting for someone to pull your strings. You can't even think for yourself without someone's orders! Is it that hard to think for yourself just for once?!" The boy exclaimed angrily as he stood up in his own accord, without your assistance.

"You know my goal is to stop the apocalypse but, you let this happen."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I was supposed to -"

"You not knowing does not cut it! You just lost me the only lead I had!"

You froze in your place, as you fidgeted with your skirt's frills. Five was right… Despite following orders, you have caused nothing but trouble to him and everyone else. You have tried your best to help everyone but, why do you keep messing up everything?

"Rossweisse, If your plan all along was to sabotage me then, expect me to get rid of you. Luther already told me you might have something to do with the old man's death and I could care less about that but, you getting in my way is something I won't stand for." Five declared as you watched him walk away, again. A heavy weight on your heart.

You left the front of the burning prosthetics building, noticing the sirens were getting louder, to avoid any more attention you sat on a nearby park's bench, Five's words deeply engraved into your head. The only thing that brought you back to reality was the sound of your phone's notification going off.

You did as you were told and met up with Diego and Luther. You carried Delores, whilst the larger male carried the drunk Five in his arms. Throughout the whole walk, you were quiet because your own thoughts were clouding your head.

"Well, we can't go back to the house. It's not secure. Those psychopaths could come back at any moment." Luther pointed out.

The latino suggested, "My place is closer. No one will look for him there."

The brunette in spaceboy's arms belched, which made the dirty blonde sighed and gave Five a 'look'. "If you vomit on me..."

"You know what's funny? Aah! I'm going through puberty." The boy scoffed then continued speaking, "Huh. Twice. And I..." Five chuckled under his drunken breath, "I drank that whole bottle, didn't I? That's what you do when the world you love goes bye-bye. Poof, it's gone. What are you guys talking about?"

"Two masked intruders attacked the Academy last night. They came looking for you. So I need you to focus. What do they want?" Luther questioned, eagerly awaiting answers from the boy in his arms.

"Hazel and Cha-Cha." He drunkenly answered with a poor attempt of a smile.

"Who? You know, I hate code names." Diego remarked as he played with the knife in his hand to calm his nerves.

The boy explained. "Ah, the best of the best. Except for me, of course."

"The best of what?" Spaceboy pestered his 'younger' brother.

"You know, Delores always said she hated when I drank. She said it made me surly…"

"Well, you certainly act the opposite of it." The girl internally pointed out, as Five was more tamed than his usual self.

"Hey!" The male in black leather impatiently shouted.

The drunk Five smiled drunkenly, unaffected by Diego's impatience, "Hm? Yeah?"

"I need you to focus. What do Hazel and Cha-Cha want? We just wanna protect you." Number Two reasoned, only for his worry to be scoffed at.

"Protect me? I don't need your protection, Diego. Do you have any idea how many people I've killed? No. I'm the Four frickin' Horsemen. The apocalypse is coming." The brunette explained then vomited over Luther's shoulder then went back to sleep.

The 'Five search party' arrived at Diego's place, which is the Boiler room underneath Al's place. Luther carefully placed the sleeping Five on Diego's bed. Whilst you placed Dolores on an empty chair and sat beside the top half of a mannequin.

The latino took one good look at the boy's sleeping figure, "Funny. If I didn't know he was such a prick, I'd say he looks almost adorable in his sleep."

"Well, don't worry. He'll sober up eventually. Be back to his normal, unpleasant self." Luther muttered, keeping his voice down, while you silently agreed to his statement.

"Yeah, I can't wait that long. I need to find out what his connection is with these lunatics before someone else dies." Number Two said as he paced back and forth.

"All that stuff he was saying before… What do you think he meant by that? Y/N, do you know what he meant by it?"

You were about to answer Luther's question but footsteps that were approaching Diego's room caught everyone's attention. The vigilante cautiously approached the door and readied his blade as he cracked the door open ready to throw it at the 'intruder'.

"You throw another one of those goddamn knives at me, I'm pressin' charges!" Al exclaimed angrily, most likely exasperated by how it was a common occurrence.

Diego let out a sigh of relief and fully opened the door, "What do you want, Al?"

"I ain't your secretary." The gym owner snarked with a grouch, "Some lady called for you, said she needs your help."

"What lady?" Number Two placed his blade back into place, curious about the lady Al was referring to.

"I dunno. Some, uh, detective. I think she said her name was, uh, Blotch or somethin'." The old man tried to recall as he scratched the back of his nape.

"Patch? She needs my help…"

Al nodded confirming the name was what he heard then added, "She needs you to meet her at that motel, a dump on Calhoun."

"When?"

"About half an hour ago. Uh, said she found your brother."

"Well, that doesn't make sense…" Diego looks at his 'missing' brother who was currently snoozing on his bed.

"Klaus…" You muttered and then pointed out, "He hasn't been home since the shooting, the masked people probably took him as hostage!"

"Go. I'll wait here," Number One said, well more like gave his brother permission to leave. Without another word, Diego slammed the door closed as he ran.

"...With them." Luther muttered as he glanced at you and Five. The awkward atmosphere reigning the boiler room.

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aubeystawby · 1 year

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— 🪐 vanya hargreeves x gn!hargeeves!reader

note(s): platonic, set in the 10th/last episode of the first season, reader's powers aren't described, reader suffers with dissociation & hallucinations (visual and implied auditory), reader and vanya have been really close since they were kids ⚠️ warning(s): mention of blood, dissociation described pretty heavily, mention of nicotine, frequent mentions of hallucinations and not being able to tell real experiences from otherwise

There’s a moment of hesitation, of disbelief and disgust at even thinking the thought let alone putting it to words where the world can twist and turn it until it’s more and less than anything you could have ever known. A moment of hesitation that has only been granted to you, a silent plea that begs the question of whether you were ever really different from the others.

“Did you know?”

Vanya looks different, wrong. There’s something wrong with you too, in the way your body feels so dead and otherworldly, in the way sounds echo off the outside of your ear as if denied entry, in the way you feel as though you’re a theatre-goer enjoying the cinema as your seat is being slowly pulled further and further away from the screen until all you can see is your own eyelashes infront of you.

Vanya must know this, in a way she can see your expression — not a moment spared to wonder how she can even do that — chiseled into your face yet wobbling with uncertainty; Neither of you are okay.

“Did you know?” She repeats.

You’re not sure. You fear you may never be certain, may never know without a doubt whether you know this, or anything at all.

You should say no, you should be the person Vanya needs right now, the one who has always been there and will always be there, the one who has been with her since the first meeting and will stand on the side of all the years you spent stuck in that academy’s together. You should, you should, you should.

But you can’t.

You reason with it by saying there’s lots of things you should do; Learn to live without Vanya, reconcile with your past, learn from your mistakes, stop hating your own substitutes for flesh and blood. You should be able to distinguish between memory and dream, between hallucination and fact, between the whispers in your ears since as long as you can remember and the shouts of your siblings since longer, but you can’t.

You try to tell yourself it’s not your fault. It’s not your fault these hallucinations tricked and still trick you so easily, it’s not your fault you tried to pick them apart so extensively to the point where reality is deemed otherwise, it’s not your fault your childhood is buried so deep in a building you wish you could blame all your problems on but in the end was simply a vessel for suffering just as you are. You wish you could blame the imbalances in your brain on something unique like your powers. You wish they were something other than innate flaws in your system, you wish they were as easy to suffocate as Vanya’s apparent powers had been for all those years.

If everything wrong with you was not, and if you could tell when an experience is hand crafted by your twisted mind and when it is not, then you could have given Vanya a real answer.

Alas.

“I…. I think I…” The words barely stumble out of your mouth like a thick waterfall of blood, an uncertain and lame excuse for an answer.

Somewhere in Vanya’s mind she knows of your hallucinations, of your gripe with reality. Somewhere in her mind a small voice whispers pathetically telling her that maybe what you might have seen had felt so unreal that you’d deemed it so. Vanya cannot hear that voice. What she does hear is guilt, lacing your every word like ugly, heavy, nicotine.

Like betrayal.

Your head pounds, your eyes flutter open and somewhere in the back of your mind your change of surroundings registers as a reason to panic. You do, minimally.

A shattered bottle, dark green shards of glass digging into your skin. Dust billowing out from broken walls. Splinters biting at your arms.

Your chest is tight as though a rope is being slowly wrapped around your lungs and pulled harshly. Your throat feels as though it’s completely closed, it might be. Breathing is a laborious task, shuddering intakes of breath meet only the sharp stab of pain.

Your mind only grants you the apparent memory of when you were years younger.

A younger Vanya had her back turned to you, glasses of water singing a soft hum as she’d stared at them, almost like she was trying to will them into silence with just her mind.

A crack and a shatter. Silence.

That was when you'd turned around, walking back to your room quietly. You'd sat on your bed, staring at the wall, weighing the moment in your mind as you tried to decide what to think.

It had come down to the shattering of the glass, how you were never sure if the pieces had ever hit the ground, how not a single shard of glass had hit your skin — that you were aware of. So you’d closed your eyes and reassured yourself the whole scene had simply been your mind trying to trick you, never once bringing it up with Vanya or anyone else.

And how horribly wrong you had been.

As your ears ring and you feel as thought your limbs have been teared right off your body, you wish you could trust your mind, you wish you didn't blame yourself for all that has happened to your closest and only friend. You wish you could have not betrayed the trust of the most important person in your life, and have truthfully said that you had no idea what your sister was capable of.

#vanya hargreeves x reader #viktor hargreeves x reader #tua x reader #the umbrella academy x reader #➺ 🌙 )➤ the splitting of the islands ✮#╰─www.my-writing.com─╯#ummmm theres a bit of lore here im kinda writing fics set in this universe out of order #so feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions..!

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ashleycatchemm · 2 years

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Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: (Y/n) Hargreeves has 7 adoptive siblings, all of which were born on the same day, of the same year, at the same hour. This phenomenon, somehow caused them all to get special powers. (Y/n) loved her siblings with all her heart, but there was one she just couldn’t stand, one that always seemed to get under her skin, and that was Five Hargreeves. The years flew by, with one sibling dead and another missing, the 6 that remained all went their separate ways. That is until the death of their father, Reginald Hargreeves. Now 29 years old, with all their own lives. The 6 remaining Hargreeves were brought back together for their fathers funeral, only for their missing brother to reappear out of no where, in his 16 year old body, saying that the world was going to end in 10 days. But it’s gonna take a lot more convincing for this dysfunctional family to even THINK about saving the world.

“You want an animal? I’ll give you a fucking beast.”

*Warnings= mentions of self harm and suicide*

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#five hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #luther hargreeves #allison hargreeves #victor hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #the umbrella academy #tua season one #tua season two #tua season 3 #five hargreaves x reader #five x reader #fanfic #x reader #fem reader

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kim-hao-han · 2 years

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A Leap Of Faith // Five Hargreeves X Reader (Pt.1)

Some info: Just an inspo from Demon Slayer (totally irrelevant), “Below the Surface” FNAF(also irrelevant) and of course “The Umbrella Academy” show and comics. Reader and Five are 20 for the sake of being mature content (no smut but violence, alcohol and such). I kinda follow the real plot but also not???? There may be multiple endings so be warned. I’m not new to fanfiction but its been a few years so excuse any mistake or not well written parts. Also, English is not my first language so bare with me for any grammar mistakes. Please enjoy the story!! <3

Words: 800

/Part 2/

“Why? Why did you do this? Are you dumb?”

“I trust you with my life. A leap of faith.”

He smiled bitterly. “Like a leap of faith…That’s our life journey like”

She smiled, coughing up blood. “Like my love for you”

October 1st 1989 12:00

43 superpowered infants are inexplicably born to random, unconnected women who showed no signs of pregnancy at the start of the day. An extraterrestrial disguised as a famous entrepreneur, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, begins his journey to adopt as many of the kids as he can. In the end, he adopts seven of the children and prepares them to save the world from an unknown threat. Their name?

The Umbrella Academy

Each one of the kids had their own set of skills and paths to walk. From power, to speed, to smarts, looks and many more. Some could ask what about the rest 37…Well, that’s were I come in. Not an Umbrella Academy superhero, not a young girl living her own life. I wasn’t that lucky to be chosen or found by Mr. Hargreeves. Instead, I was raised by the “Unknown” threat, the Commission and especially by her own majesty, the Handler. In the place of saving, I was taught killing. I was taught survival of the fittest and to trust no one. “Trust is a leap of faith with a bad ending” That’s what the Handler had told me and Lila.

I’m sure you have many questions as to what happened and what I’m trying to say. So, let’s hurry up. Time is money after all.

Present Day, March 24th 2019

/ I think we’re alone now playing/

Dancing was and always will be the way of the family to relax and let their personal burdens away. But a sudden gash of air, an earthquake like feeling disrupts their fun and reunites them outside to face a giant hole connecting them to another time? Place? None of them knew. Usually, Five was into that stuff but he was long gone for 15 years. Like the earth had swollen him whole.

Diego walked out the door first seeing the scenery in front of him in shock “Oh…” The wind was howling loudly pushing Allison’s hair in her face. Luther carefully helped her by pushing it behind her ear and smiled at her lightly before going in front of her protectively. “What is this?” Asked a semi confused and semi scared Vanya/Viktor as she carefully walked closer to it. Allison immediately got in front of her. “Don’t get too close!” she warned Vanya but really it was meant for all of them as she held Luther’s arm. Diego kept staring at the huge hole in front of them ”Yeah, no shit…” he said rolling his eyes slightly. “It looks like some sort of temporal anomaly” he added which of course Luther would have to comment on it. “Either that or a miniature black hole. One of the two” “Pretty big difference there, Paul Bunyan”.

“OUT OF THE WAY!” Klaus screamed running to the front using the fire extinguisher in an attempt to help but of course no use which he proceeded with throwing the item through the hole. “What are you-“ Luther begun but his brother’s question was soon answered. Allison looked confused and pointed at the anomaly. “What is that gonna do?” “I don’t know~ Do you have a better idea?” Klaus replied whining and pouted as he raised his hands in defeat. A few thunders roared in front of them as they took and few steps back from the thing. They saw two people, an old like couple from the opposite side screaming as they tried to pass the through the hole. As the protective older brother, Luther pushed them behind him holding Allison’s hand. “Everyone, get behind me.” “Yeah, get behind us.” Diego said joining his brother at the front. They may have grown apart but thy were still a family. And a family always sticks up for one another. Klaus swayed from left to right in his high like state. “I vote for running, c’mon” he said ready to grab Vanya’s hand and run to the door.

Two loud screams stopped them from moving when suddenly the elderly couple slowly transformed into two youngsters and fell in front of them. “ Well…that was a trip I ain’t planning on repeating.” The girl said standing up and felt her outfit a bit looser. She turned to look at her companion only to find him but younger and just different. “Oh no” “Does..anyone else see lil Number Five with a fine lady, or is it just me?” Her head snapped to the drunk like man who spoke. Five stood up looking at his body, then his friend and lastly his companion. “Shit….”

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