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The Umbrella Academy as things I say in school
Ben: but that’s gonna take 5ever!
Vanya: I’m like 82% sure I did bad.
Five: you’ve got the brain power of a cashew.
Klaus: Goodnight, sweet prince.
Diego: I’d trade them for a tic tac.
Luther: move aside, little man.
Allison: I don’t appreciate your tone.
BONUS
Hazel: permission denied.
Cha- Cha: do I look like Mother Theresa?
Grace: thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
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Sworn Enemies
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Fem! Reader
Prompt: “Hey! If you’re still taking requests could you maybe do a five x fem reader where five and the reader kinda hate each other but then end up as soulmates? And the siblings always knew they would end up together and all. Please make it cute and fluffy. Thank you đŸ„°â€ -an anon whom I love
A/N: I am likely going to keep this account closed but I didn’t think it was fair not to finish this. So sorry anon.
(Y/m/n)- your mom’s name
Flashbacks are in italics.
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Your mom stopped the car suddenly and you catch yourself from hitting the dashboard. You scowl at her, “You nearly killed me.”
“That’d be the dream. Get out.” You hop out of your once family car and she speeds away. Guess you’re on your own now.
You look at the sky. In a year and two months you would be turning 15, which is when that fateful tattoo which has your soulmate’s name would appear on your wrist.
Turning around, you see the massive Hargreeves manor looming over you. “Time to shine,” you muse. You go to open the door, when it turns out to be locked. “Great.”
It opens suddenly and a very young woman dressed from the 50s opens the door. “May I help you?” You knew at that instant. She was robotic. You could almost feel the electricity coursing through her.
You snap out of your haze before replying, “Uh, y-yeah. My mom- uh (y/m/n) dropped me off here because I have powers?”
She falters for a quick second, before saying, “Follow me.” You do. The inside is even nicer and you quickly notice a girl and boy your age, with brown curly hair and blonde straight hair, respectively. “This way,” she leads you to an office door. Knocking, she smiles.
“What is it?”
“(Y/m/n) has given up her child.”
“Send her in.” You walk in and that woman shuts the door behind you. “Sit.” You do. Looking around, your eyes land on his cold, unfeeling ones. “Why are you here?”
You chuckle. “I got kicked out. So here I am.”
“Indeed. Well, as you are 14 years of age, you are quite behind. Depending on how well you do in a test will determine if you stay,” he says coldly.
“Oh cool.”
He stands up. “Follow me.”
Walking through, he whispers to the woman who calls, “Children!” Seven kids around your age file in and all share curious looks.
“Number One, step forward.” The blonde you saw earlier steps forwards and you already knew. You hate this guy. He looks around proudly, and you feel the sparks warm up. “Well,” the old man snaps. “Show me what you have to offer.”
You weren’t going to do anything rash, that is, until he took a running start and reach out to hit you. You shoot a large spark out of your hand and he flies back, hits the couch and flips over it. Oops.
“Enough!” You turn to the old man who looks suspiciously pleased. “Welcome to the Umbrella Academy, Number Eight.”
And that’s when things got weird.
Every day, before dawn, you would have to charge the house with energy and wake everyone up. You ate with them, trained with them, and lived with them. Needless to say, you knew who was who.
Number One, Luther. You two obviously don’t like eachother, but you don’t care enough to do anything, and he’s too obedient. Number Two, Diego. He doesn’t seem to love you, per say, but you get along and sometimes you help him practice his enunciation. Number Three, Allison. She’s alright. Mostly, you see her with Number One. Weird. Number Four, Klaus. Your best friend. You’re powers are very different and you never train together, but any other time, you can count that you’re together. Same with Number Six, Ben, and Number Seven, Vanya.
Now for Number Five. What a piece of- nevermind. Ever since you first exchanged words, you were destined to be sworn enemies.
You had mostly met everyone on your own time, but not Five. He was standing a good distance away, with his arms crossed. You walk up and jokingly say, “What’s with the pout?”
To which he snaps, “I have better things to do than to meet useless people.”
It had just gotten worse with time.
He teleported in front of you whenever you were walking, or tried frequently to mess you up during missions. He didn’t even know why he was so mean.
He doesn’t like you, he thinks. Or maybe he likes you too much for his comfort, and pushes back his feelings with anger and rudeness. Maybe.
You, on the other hand, can’t stand him. The jerk had to ruin everything he could for you, and constantly was in your way. He would even go out of his way to take your attention off of important tasks. And! He had the nerve to make you like him. The jerk.
So, naturally, the entire Academy wanted you two to get together.
“They are SO soulmates!” Klaus throws himself onto Ben’s bed. He huffs, “They’re both just too prideful to admit it!”
Ben sighs and looks at Klaus. He was deep in thought. “Klaus.” Klaus’ eyes look toward Ben. “We’ll find out in three days, remember? Our birthdays?”
“I can’t wait that long!”
“Well,” Ben laughs before continuing, “you’ll just have to.”
Too bad it would happen at such a bad time.
You were sleeping when Reginald’s loud voice is heard throughout the manor. “Umbrella Academy! We have an emergency! A robbery at the bank across town! I expect you to be ready at 11:00 am sharp!”
“Crap.” You begin to pull on your dumb uniform and tie up your hair. Freezing, you say, “My mask. Where is it?” Searching around, you start to panic when the clock reached 10:58.
“Looking for something?” And sure enough, there Five is, in all of his jerk-iness, holding your Academy mask.
“Seriously?!”
“You really need to learn how to keep track of your stuff,” he says before swallowing. Why did you make him so nervous?
“Jerk,” you say, grabbing the mask and rushing out before he can see your blush at the contact.
“File out Umbrella Academy!”
The plan was simple. Klaus would stay and keep watch while Allison and Luther took the lead into the building. Diego would flank from the emergency doors and you and Five were to secure the perimeter. Simple enough.
You follow Five quickly through an alley, and you part to cover more ground. You take off your rubber gloves and stay low to the ground while still moving quickly.
You hear the crunch of glass, and quickly turn around, to be greeted with a hand to the throat. Trying to send shocks through his entire body was to no avail, as he had picked up your rubber gloves.
Eventually things start to become blurry, and you make one last attempt at attacking him, and you send enough electricity to fry the gloves and send the man flying.
Falling, you hear Five’s distant shouts. “(Y/n)! Are you okay?!” You look at him as he materializes in front of you.
“Yeah I’m alright. Just got caught off guard,” you say, rubbing your throat.
“Well, don’t do it again. I don’t need to have to go through another partner.” He reaches his hand out, but freezes once he sees the name on your wrist. As you look, sure enough, ‘Five Hargreeves’ had been written.
Sneaking a glance at his wrist, his name also had yours neatly written in his handwriting. “Well,” you awkwardly say.
He pulls you up and looks hesitant for a moment before, he leans in for a kiss. Moving apart, he chuckles. “I may have liked you more than I led on.”
“Ditto.”
You two stare at eachother smiling, until you hear Klaus’ distinct voice, “Guys! Help! Who’s Dave?”
You both laugh.
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All of my stories!
In honor of the closing of this page, I present to you, my stories. Mind you, these are all TUA. As far as I know, the simple xReader’s are unisex, unless specificed female.
Are You Kidding?
Five x Soulmate!Reader; you two are the perfect soulmates, except that he’s drunk, the apocalypse is coming, and you work at the library.
Are You Kidding? Part 2
Five x Soulmate!Reader; you wake up in an unfamiliar house where memories of taking care of a drunken Five are blurry. He just woke up. Now what?
No, You’re Not Dying
Five x Reader; after being in the apocalypse and all, you would think Five would handle a simple cold well. You thought wrong. Now he’s sneezy and clingy. Who cares that you could get sick too? He wants cuddles, damnit.
Maybe I was Jealous
Five x Reader; you’re working part time at Griddy’s which is great, for you. But you and Five have unexpected feelings for eachother, that are violently brought up. Who knew Five was such a jealous type?
Coffee?
Five x Reader; Five hates plane rides, but who can be angry when someone cute falls asleep on their shoulder? You’re sleepy, and Five knows just the cure.
The Apocalypse Was Not So Bad
Five x Reader; you and Five seem to be the only ones left after the apocalypse begins. Now what?
Weddings, Funerals, and Graduations?
Father! Diego x Daughter! Reader x The Umbrella Academy; they see eachother only a few times a year, so will they show up for Diego’s only daughter’s graduation?
Punked
Five x Female!Punk!Reader; you love the punk lifestyle, and Five loves you. Who knew a small change would throw him off so much?
I think we’re alone now
Five x Reader; you and Five are the purest childhood sweethearts. Children behave.
I’d still dance with you
Diego x Reader; Diego longs for the one who got away.
Brother Dearest
Brother!Diego x Reader x The Umbrella Academy; Diego and you were the closest in the family, and nothing, not even a bad reunion will ruin your tight bond.
Time travel is a b
Platonic!Five x Reader; your best friend Five is back, and brings bad news. You don’t fall for any of his crap, and bear some news as well.
Cocoa for medicine
Five x Reader; your cat dies, but you have the most supportive boyfriend to help you through it.
My sunshine
Ben x Reader; what if you died in Ben’s place? And you stayed?
The Relationship of the Traveling UA Jacket
Young!Five x Young!Reader; Five is known well for his suits. But are the suits known for being comfy? Maybe you steal a few. Maybe.
Full of Surprises
Diego x Reader; you’re rules of flirting with Diego mean no following through. Rules, however, are meant to be broken.
Star Struck
Allison x Female!Reader; the Umbrella Academy is trying to guess who you’re dating, unaware they’re in the room.
A Heartbeat, Perfect, and Law and Order
FiancĂ©!Five x Reader; you’re wedding day is a stressful one, and quite chaotic. But you two had always been chaos.
Forts and Softness
Five x Reader; after a long, rough day, Five comes in clutch with a pillow fort and good ol fluff.
Cuddles?
Young!Five x Young!Reader; you and Five and cuddling when you’re rudely interrupted by Luther. Hide!
On a rainy night
Diego x Reader; you have to walk home, and Diego has to work the night shift. No wonder authors write about rainy nights.
The IV of Death
Klaus x Reader; after a close call, Klaus spends a little quality time in the hospital. And some quality time with a cute nurse.
The IV of Death Part 2
Klaus x Reader; Klaus leaves the hospital and you aren’t sure if you’ll see him again. It’s funny how fate works, huh?
Another Time
Five x Reader; you’re very sick when Five comes to visit, and has to save a very important question for another time.
Another Time Part 2
Five x Reader; Five’s four attempts at proposing, and the one time you said yes. Who knew it would be so hard??
Diego x Reader Imagine
Diego x Reader; a small intruder enters at a bad time.
Really? A Knife?
Diego x Soulmate!Reader; the Commission was relentless, especially when they sent you to kill your soulmate. It’s funny, because in this world, you can’t.
Really? A Knife? Part 2
Diego x Soulmate!Reader; two highly trained murderers try and enjoy a smoothie.
Grace and Diego’s Famous Cookies
Diego x Reader; you were a sucker for Grace and Diego made cookies. It cured sadness and even assisted very nervous Hargreeve men.
I’ll Take Care of You
Diego x Reader; a very sick reader is taken care of by a very arrested Diego. How dare he.
Somebody to Love
Teen!Five x Teen!Female!Reader; Five wants to take you to prom, but not without being as extra as he’s known to be.
My Only Love
Ben x Reader; a mission goes very, very wrong and you’re left alone.
Double Trouble
Diego x Reader; you and Diego were the troublemakers, for sure. This was always known. Who left you two alone? Yes, even if you’re fully grown adults.
Not All Robotic
Diego x Robot!Reader; you were made as a prototype, but you were quickly accepted into the family as Grace had been. Of course, you and Diego met, and well, feelings were developed.
Not All Robotic Alternative Ending
Diego x Robot!Reader; you never knew anything but the Hargreeves manor. It was where you were made, and it is where you will die. And there’s nothing a heartbroken Diego can do.
Stoner Buddies
Platonic!Klaus x Reader; just two stoner best friends, living their best lives.
My Collection
Diego x Reader; you saved everything Diego had given you. They meant everything.
Clutz
Five x Reader; this is why we can’t have nice things, reader. But that’s okay, because Five will love you no matter what.
Maybe Coffee Can Be Our Always
Five x Reader; you’re followed for your next assignment, but it’s alright. This smart-alloc assassin has got it under control. Two is better than one.
Don’t You Touch Her
Five x Female!Reader; you are kidnapped by some “friends” of Five’s, but nothing will stop this short, angry assassin.
Where’s My Epic Background Music?
Diego x Reader; as you’re taken by Hazel and Cha-Cha, Diego loses his mind. Meanwhile, you go full Mission Impossible.
May I Have This Dance?
Five x Reader; after a fight, a dance is exactly what you and Five need.
You’re Perfect To Me Ya Creep
Diego x Reader; no matter what you feel, or what you think, Diego sees you as the most perfect person ever made. Ya creep.
Sworn Enemies
Soulmate!Five x Female!Reader; you and Five you destined to be sworn enemies from the day you met. But you were also destined to be soulmates.
That’s it I think? Thanks y’all.
-twenty-sixumbrellas
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Hey guys.
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As some (if none) have noticed, I haven’t been active nor have I been posting. It’s not that I hate writing, but I just am having a rough time keeping up with the schedules and how much I want to post.
So this is me, signing off and saying thank you. This blog has gotten so big in such a short period and it’s crazy. Who would’ve known that people would actually enjoy what I create?
I will not be deleting any of my posts, if anyone still wants to read them. :)
You guys are the reason I joined, and have taken me so so so far it’s crazy. I love you all so much.
Some other accounts that contain high quality The Umbrella Academy posts:
@27-umbrellas
@breatheyonthebits
@vibraniumass
@fivescoffee-cup
@klaushargreevesprotectionteam
@maximoff-pan
@and-we-met-at-the-disco
@wrongumbrellaacademy -they are AMAZING
love all of you, and stay awesome my loves.
-twenty-sixumbrellas
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Weddings, Funerals, and Graduations?
Pairing: Dad! Diego x Teen! Reader x Family! Hargreeves
Prompt: my sissy is graduating so ya know, had to do it to ‘em.
A/N: HAHHAHAHA IVE BEEN GONE FOR SO HECKING LONGGG AHRIEHSH. Anyway, love y’all and sorry about the requests, the hiatus, and my dumbass.
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“I doubt they’ll come dad, it’s just a graduation,” you say as you straighten your robes. He sighs and sets down the knife he had been nervously twirling.
“It’s a Hargreeves thing, Sweety. Trust me. They’ll be here alright,” he mutters the last part, “in a very dramatic fashion.”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
You roll your eyes and look back in the mirror. All four years go by in a flash and you smile. It’s all over now.
“Did I hear champagne?” You turn around and squeal.
“Uncle K!!” You hug him. “I’m so glad you came.”
“And no,” your dad walks over, “We did not say champagne.” He does that dumb ‘bro hug’.
“Dad we’re going to be late!” You all cram into your small car, and speed toward the high school. You reach the front doors, and turn to them, a huge grin on your face. “This is where we part. See ya!”
“Don’t cry, knife man,” Klaus slurs, patting Diego’s back.
“I won’t, you will.”
The ceremony begins, and before you know it, you’re being called. “(Y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n).” You smile and collect your diploma. You look toward the crowd and giggle as you see your dad tear up and push Luther out of the way. He falls and Allison glares at them both.
Maybe it is better that they only see eachother like three times a year, if that.
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heres an anonymous opinion: you are really nice and a great writer! i love your stories so much an you inspire me to write more :)
THANK YOU I LOVE THAT MY INCONSISTENCY INSPIRES YOU!!!
I do try to be nice so thank you.
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Brother Dearest
Pairing: Brother! Diego Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “One with Diego please and him just being an overly protective, sweet big brother??? :3” -a dear anon of mine
A/N: DIEGO IS A SWEATHEART WHO DESERVES EVERY HECKING THING!!!1! This takes place when y’all are younger, and you are a Hargreeve. :))
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You were in the middle of a very intense boxing match when you first heard the news.
Right hook.
Dodge.
Upper cut.
Dodge.
“Have you heard the news?” Shouts a random man.
Near dodge.
Jab.
“Your father passed.”
You freeze and take a near-nosebreaker. “Ouch,” you say as you take them out with a swift leg-sweep. Grace didn’t raise no bitch. You avoid the shouts as you leave the alley. Picking up your jacket, you huff. “This is going to be a long night.”
After a very long night in a stinky cab, you finally arrive at the manor. You walk inside, and see Pogo, who was watching with his knowing smile. “What?” You muse, already knowing what’s in store.
He lowers his head. “You were always welcome, but you never came back.”
“Where’s Diego?”
He sighs. “Upstairs.”
You walk up and hear him rummaging in Dad’s room. He soon walks out, concealing his guilty look. But you saw through him, all of the way, every time. You watch as he turns to walk toward his room, you speed in front of him.
“Damn you and your superspeed,” he mutters angrily.
“What’s that?”
He hides the monocle. “Nothing.”
“Right,” you say, grabbing it. You quickly assess the situation, before asking softly, “Mom?”
He whispers, “Yes.”
“Don’t let Dunderhead see it.”
“Got it. How was the match?”
You smile widely. “You heard about it?”
He smiles back. “How could I not? You’re practically famous! Though I’d appreciate to see you in a legal match,” he added thoughtfully.
“Yeah,” you smirk, “but I’ve never been good at doing legal things, have I?”
“We all wish you would.”
You head downstairs and run into Vanya, she looks as if she wants to greet you, but her written words about you cut in.
‘Addicted to the battle. Never had any emotion or empathy for others.’
You feel tears coming on, but Diego steps in before anyone says anything. “Haven’t you done enough damage?”
Allison, who you didn’t notice before, says, “Really? Here?”
“She’s a traitor,” he says before motioning you to follow him.
“Way to dress for the occasion, you two,” Allison says, and you look down at your battered gym wear. Blood stained sweats and a loose tank top with a white sports bra.
Diego notices your attire and judgement of it, and covers up for you, “At least we’re wearing black. Come on, y/n.”
“Bye, Allison. Vanya,” you wave as Diego leads you to his room. “Cards?”
“Bingo.” He pats your back soothingly. He, Grace, and Ben were always your only family.
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Cocoa for medicine
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Fem! Reader
Prompt: “hmmm, requests? maybe a five x reader where reader (fem pronouns i guess), her cat dies and it’s all sad and shit but he comforts her. thanks you xoxo” -my dearest @overosky
A/N: thank you to everyone who sent requests, I’m working real hard to get them out! Also, I love how you worded that lol.
(gif is @klaushargereves ‘s)
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You knew it was coming, but it’s not like it helped. Snickers, your cat, had just been put down, and you were really grief-stricken about it.
You decline yet another call from Five and continue to go through pictures of her, with a glass of tequila in hand.
“Y/n?” You turn around and watch as Five takes a hesitant step toward you. “Are you okay?” You hadn’t cried all day. Until then. He runs over as tears flow down your face. “Shhhh. It’s okay,” he says soothingly while rubbing your back.
“Sn-ickers sh-she’s gone,” you sob into his shoulder. He pats your hair, and pulls away to wipe your tears.
He sighs before saying, “I’m sorry. I know how much she meant to you. How about cocoa?”
“Yes, please,” you say, and offer a small smile. He brightens before teleporting to the kitchen. He’s back about two minutes later with a piping hot cup of cocoa. Handing it to you, he sips his coffee. “Thank you, Five,” you pause, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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On a rainy night
Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “I got a request if you don't mind: what if it's storming outside at night and reader waits outside the place Diego works at for it to stop, when he's cleaning the floors. He sees her, soaked and all, and invites her in and gives her clothes and tea and they end up chatting all night. Maybe with her falling asleep or him asking her out? Your call how to end this. Just some fluffy fluff <3” -cute lil anon
A/N: first of all, I never mind. I love you and don’t think that I’m not a slut for whatever request you have. Also, cute cute CUTE!!
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“Stupid rain. Stupid bus. Stupid closed cafĂ©,” you mutter as you walk down the sidewalk, soaked to the bone. You live around six mines from where you were at currently, but you missed the bus.
You walk by a shabby gym, in which a single man appeared to be angrily mopping. You raise an eyebrow. He throws the mop back into a bucket, aggressively wrings it out, and violently pushes it around. Strange.
He looks up, and for a moment, your eyes meet. His soften, and he runs up to the doors. “Do you need somewhere to stay?”
“Thanks,” you walk in after him. Continuing, “What I really need is a cup of tea, and to dry, then I’ll leave.”
He ponders before saying, “Okay. I’ll start your tea, and you can make yourself at home.” He walks off.
You look around before noticing that he had slipped his jacket around you. Cheeky bastard. You grip it and examine the posters. He was a common face in them, and seemed to win a lot.
“I’m pretty good.” You head snaps to him as he carries two mugs over. He sets them down. Sitting next to you, he sighs. “I’m Diego, by the way.”
“Y/n.” He stares for a second, before recollecting and handing you your cup. You take a sip. It’s absolutely disgusting, but you appreciate the effort, so you drink it anyway, with all of its chalky glory.
It’s really quiet, and he rubs his neck. “So... uh... do you want to watch a movie?” He looks at you from the corner of his eyes.
“Sure! Only if it’s a classic, though,” you muse, and wink at him. “Also, can I borrow a shirt of something? I’m soaked.”
“Oh y-yeah, of course. Follow me.” He leads you to the boiler room, and you walk in behind him. It’s small, but feels like a home. He walks over to some drawers and throws a Bob Jovi shirt at you. You run your fingers over the material. It’s about three sizes too big.
Oh well.
He turns on a relatively small tv, and puts in The Breakfast Club. You walk to the corner and slip off your shirt. He coughs awkwardly, and you see him look away nervously. “What? Scared?” He mutters something before turning away. You have the shirt on, and, feeling very content, you join Diego on his tiny couch.
Somewhere along the way, you fall asleep. Diego chuckles before kissing your forehead.
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I think we’re alone now
Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “As cliche as it sounds, can you do a fic with five based on "I think we're alone now"? <3” -my lovely @vibraniumass !!
A/N: screw everything. I’m pansexual. I need to get that off my chest. Anyway, you’re Five’s neighbor :) it’s really short but it’s sweet.
Y/n- your name
Y/m/n- your middle name
Y/l/n- your last name
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Children behave...
That’s what they say when we’re together
“Five, come on!” You giggle as he struggles to climb on the roof. After hugging a great deal, he finally gets up and plops down beside you. The entire time, you watched him curiously.
He huffs once more. “What?” But despite his mean tone, he smiles at you.
“You’re eyes.... my god they’re gorgeous,” you gush, enticed in the green.
He blushes but looks away, muttering, “You really don’t have a verbal filter.”
“Nope!”
And watch how you play
They don’t understand
And so we’re running just as fast as we can
“Y/n hurry or we’ll miss it!”
You push yourself to run slightly faster, though your short legs were no match for his long, lean ones. “Shut up.”
He laughs and then turns around to view the fireworks. “I think these are illegal.” One explodes and lights something on fire. “Definitely.”
He sits down and pats the empty spot next to him. “Fine,” you huff. You lean into his shoulder and watch a tent light on fire.
Holdin’ on to one another’s hand
You two went through everything together.
But there seemed to be no end to his grieving once Ben died.
You remember that you grabbed his hand, and swore to never leave.
That’s when you first kissed.
Tryin’ to get away into the night
“He’ll see us!” You shush Five and then creep through the alley with him following closely.
As you escape into a borrowed car, you turn to him solemnly and say, “I’m never letting you be abused by Reginald ever again. I just can’t take it.”
He wipes your stray tear and smiles. “Y/n y/m/n y/l/n, I’d give anything for you.”
And then you put your arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
“We can’t miss the fireworks! We missed them last year!” You grab his hand and pull him to a secluded area. But you catch a root, and you both fall.
Laughing, he just looks at you. It was a look of pure love.
And then you say
I think we’re alone now
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Star Struck
Pairing: Allison Hargreeves x Fem! Reader
Prompt: nothing but consider this... what if the boys found out you were dating someone and kept trying to find out the guy (haha) but you were actually dating Allison. Hmm?
A/N: I forgive Allison and I’m going to ignore her “relationship” with Luther. It’s gross. It doesn’t exist.
( @tua-gifs my fav)
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You were enjoying a casual bumping knee game under the table with Allison when Diego awkwardly coughs. You look at him, amused.
“You’re totally dating someone.” Previous conversations stop and the boys all start looking at you, minus Allison, who’s looking anywhere but you. “Who is he? Spill.”
“And how do you know this?” You muse, and take a sip of coffee. He looks around, before locking eyes with you.
“You look star struck. All. The. Time. I know this look. And, of course-” he smirks before continuing, “-I do have the title of your best friend.”
“Okay, fine. Who is this...” you catch Allison’s eye before looking back to him, “magical person.”
“I don’t know! And that’s my problem,” he rants. “And you normally tell me everything.”
“Maybe, this isn’t something I want to share yet.” You set down your mug. “But you’ve got me talking. They’ve got long, brown and blonde hair, with stunning brown eyes. It’s like looking through a glass of whiskey. They have the most amazing personality, and care deeply for everyone. But don’t take that as weakness, because they could kick your ass.” You look pointedly at Diego. “And they, truly, have a way with their words.”
Klaus stops and nearly chokes on his waffle. He looks at you, wide-eyed, and asks a silent question. ‘Allison?’ You just wink as a response.
Allison, however, is grinning like a dork, with bright red cheeks. “They sound special.”
“They are much more than that.”
You two stare before Diego yells, “Well I’m stumped. I guess you’ll tell me another time.”
“Maybe. Allison, I have something to show you,” you say, nodding upstairs.
“Oh yeah- yeah sure.” She stands up and follows you quickly. As you sit on her bed, she asks, “did you mean all of that?”
“Every word.”
She smiles widely before saying, “I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces!” She goes serious. “Y/n, you mean everything to me, and I appreciate all the things you’ve done. One day, I’d like you to meet Claire.”
“I’d love to meet her.”
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I’d still dance with you
Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “based on the song "This Town" by Niall Horan” -my dear @vibraniumass
A/N: no one:
My brain at 3 am: ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST AN-
Anyway, rough day lol. Thanks for the request @vibraniumass !! Love all y’all except for you know who, then suck my toe :’) I think I’ll do this from Diego’s perspective.
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Waking up to kiss you and nobody’s there
Waking up in the cold boiler room used to be manageable when y/n slept next to me. She’d make breakfast, when she was here. But she’s not anymore. So I suppose I’ll eat leftovers again.
The smell of your perfume’s still stuck in the air
As he carries out his day, he can’t help but notice an empty spot where you used to be. And saving lives just didn’t have the same ring to it.
It’s hard
Since your break, nothing’s been the same. You both have sulked and everyone’s noticed.
Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running ‘round
It’s funny how things never changed in this old town
So far
From the stars
“Diego, stop!” You giggle as he continues to tickle you. You feel blades of grass tickle your skin. He smiles and pecks you on the lips. “You’re lucky I like you,” you sass.
“I am, aren’t it?” His eyes were so full of love.
It’s hard to think that those same eyes would tell you goodbye.
And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around
And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now
Eight year old you had snuck out Diego for the carnival, unaware it would become a habit. “Diego look!” You run up to a game. You had to aim at the ducks to win a prize.
Diego obviously won, and you walked around with a goofy smile and a huge koala.
You still have that koala, though now it’s worn to the stitches.
If the whole world was watching, I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
He punches his bag in front of him, clearly upset, but he’s never been the one to share his feelings.
He’d only ever done that for you.
I saw that you moved on with someone new
In the pub that we met he’s got his arms around you
It’s so hard
So hard
He realizes he’ll never get through a workout like this, and heads to a bar.
The same bar you met, now that he thought about it.
He walks in and order his standard beer. Looking around, he freezes at the sight in front of him.
You’re giggling in another man’s arms. And though he knew it was his fault, he can’t help but burn at the sight.
He leans down and whispers something, and you giggle once more.
The sight’s too much, so Diego leaves.
‘Cause if the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
“Diego, do you even love me?” Your voice cracks as your eyes fill with unshed tears.
“I... I don’t know. My father-”
“-I love you Diego. I do.” You start crying. “And I want to love you forever, but if you can’t trust me, and if you want to live in your past, then I can’t stay.”
“... I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” You wipe your eyes with the back of your hand. “It really was.... something amazing.”
“May I kiss you?”
“I might never leave if I do.” You smile through the pain, and his heart breaks once more.
“Then this is goodbye.” He starts tearing up.
“So it is.”
You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies- they come alive when I’m next to you
But even weeks later, he still feels his heart pick up when you enter the room.
It just makes everything that much worse.
And I know it’s wrong
That I can’t move on
But there’s something ‘bout you
‘Cause if the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you
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u know when u deadass write a super long fic and then tumblr deletes it and you can’t find it and you’re this mf close to CRYING
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I’ll bring juice and crackers
i will be fighting reginald hargreeves in the denny’s parking lot at 1:02 am on april 23 2019 if anyone wants to bring snacks or carpool
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Time travel is a b
Pairing: Platonic! Five Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “howdy!! can i request a platonic five + reader where the reader lectures them on how obviously you cant stop the apocalypse, you nitwit! you already saw it!! paradox is no joke young man!! :)”
A/N: Howdy PartnerđŸ€  @chapstick-child . This is a fun idea and I love ittttt. Also your picture profile thing makes me die everytime I see it.
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You had been making a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich when the lights started flickering and the house began shaking. You grab your sandwich and leisurely walk outside.
As you take another bite, your siblings arrive and you all stare at an old man’s figure. Hey falls out, and looks up. “Hey, look it’s Five.” But you were freaking out on the inside. Your best friend was back.
Hey looks down. “Shit.”
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As the siblings stare at him from the table, I begin making another sandwich. I look at him, he nods, and I add another. I hand it to him. “So what’s with-” you gesture vaguely, “this? Equations?”
“Yeah. Dolores said I got them wrong. Bet she’s laughing now.” He takes a bite, and with a mouth full, says, “I should’ve listened to the old man. Come on, y/n, we have much to discuss.”
You fake salute, and follow him. Allison yells, “so that’s it? You’re not going to say anything.”
“I’ve got nothing to say.”
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You sit down on his comforters and sneeze at the intrusion of dust. He watches you. “Remember how you ran so fast in a single spot that you managed to jump forward a day? And you were so freaked out?”
“So that’s what happened, huh? I thought you ran. Though I couldn’t ever imagine why,” you say thoughtfully.
He sighs and sits next to you. “I’m going to cut straight to it. I went to the future. The apocalypse is in eight days, I’ve seen it. We need to stop it. You’re the only one smart enough here to help me.”
You ruin the moment by smacking him upside the head. “Hey! Ow!”
“Obviously you cant stop the apocalypse, you nitwit! You already saw it!! Paradox is no joke, young man!” You glare at him. “And beside, you know this! You met the Commission!”
He goes dark. “How do you know about the Commission?”
“Time travel, my friend,” you smile, “is a bitch.”
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Hello my love! May I request a fic where the reader has had and awful day, so five texts her to come over and then he surprises her with a movie date (pillow & blanket fort, fav movies, lots of cuddles, ect.) to cheer her up? Lol you know how big of a softie I am for those types of things! Thanks a love you!
It’s up, my dearest.
Here it is!
Don’t ask about the title.
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Forts and Softness
Don’t ask about the title.
Pairing: Older! Five Hargreeves x Reader
Prompt: “Hello my love! May I request a fic where the reader has had and awful day, so five texts her to come over and then he surprises her with a movie date (pillow & blanket fort, fav movies, lots of cuddles, ect.) to cheer her up? Lol you know how big of a softie I am for those types of things! Thanks a love you!”
A/N: HELLO DARLING @vibraniumass !!1! I’m a sucker for a soft Five too~. I just want to mention that I try and make most of my imagines gender neutral, but if you want a female! x Allison or something, I’m 100% comfortable with it :) I need season 2 bc I keep having to reuse gifs. Five never leaves in this, and y’all are around 20-21 ish.
Coraline or 10 Things I Hate About You is your favorite movie and you can fite me about it.
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It all started with that stupid cat.
You had started out the day normal enough, with a smoothie after a run.
But as you walked to work, you tripped over a cat, and everything went downhill from there.
You had spilt the entire smoothie on yourself, and had to change, which made you late. Your coworkers couldn’t mind their own business and you got yelled at, which you hate more than anything. As you sulked on the walk home, you get a text from Five, your boyfriend of two years.
‘Hey wyd’
Your fingers quickly move as you type back. ‘Walking home from work.’
He calls you.
“Hello?”
“I just had to hear your voice.” You can hear that stupid smirk.
“Not in the mood, Five.”
“What’s wrong?” His voice changes quickly to concerned.
“Bad day,” you say, rubbing your temples.
“Come over at 6.” He hangs up.
“Jerk,” you mutter.
You get home and change into a sweater you stole from Five and pink pajama shorts. Throwing up your hair, your eyes skim the clock. ‘5:45’
You begin the walk to Five’s small apartment, which he got as soon as he turned 18. You remember, because you helped him move out. And gave Reginald a black eye in the process.
You smile at the memory, and soon arrive at his front door. You knock. Hearing muffled footsteps, you raise an eyebrow, until Five opens the door in a Bowie shirt and plaid pants.
“Come in,” he says, wriggling his eyebrows. You roll your eyes. What a dork.
When you walk in, you lightly gasp at his normally pristine living room, which was now filled with a massive pillow fort. The TV is blank, but you see Coraline and 10 Things I Hate About You are lying by it. “Five, you shouldn’t have.”
“I didn’t have to. I just love you soooo much!” He grabs your waist and begins tickling you. Slapping his hands away, you lean in for a kiss, which he gladly accepts.
“Let’s go!” He chuckles at your enthusiasm, and gladly sits with you in the fort. Grabbing you by the waist once more, he wraps his entire body around you and snuggles into your chest. You smile fondly, run your fingers through his hair, and play Coraline.
As the nonsense French music plays, Five starts humming with it.
“I thought you didn’t like Coraline.”
“I don’t, but with how many times you make me watch it, I have practically memorized it.”
“Love you.”
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