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ashyybashy · 2 months
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irreplaceable by @ashyybashy
Irreplaceable: part one
paring: five hargreaves x reader
warning: cursing, drugs, alcohol, overdoses, violence, death, knives, blood, blood pact, and five and reader are aged up to 19.
prologue
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You step out of your taxi and stare up at the horrid building you thought you’d never come across again. A growing pit in your stomach as you thought of the horrors that your favorite unstable family had experienced.
Your father. You loved him more than anything. He was all you had. Your mother had passed from child birth and your father gave you the world. He was more than you could ever ask for.
You take a step inside the building with a small sigh and look around to see if anything had changed. Nope, still the same. You knew that Reginald was no stickler for change.
Every single thing reminds you of Five. Everything. You never stopped thinking of him. Never fell out of love- I mean who could? He was perfect. Not only was he your- what was he? I mean you two never made anything official, but you sure did do things that people did when they date. You knew he loved you and he was your best friend. A piece of your heart died that way. And no one can fix it.
You were on your way to Five’s room, because you know…fuck it. You were never gonna move on so why did it matter? On your way you came across Alison and Vanya. Once they noticed you, you gave a small smile and wave. “Y/N? Oh god-“ Alison gaped and pulled you into a warm hug. “It’s been forever- you grew up so beautiful-“ Vanya cut her off. “It’s truly great to see you…but, why didn’t you ever come back?” She said quietly yet you knew that she was upset. You don’t blame her. You left her there alone with that terrible man. “I’m sorry Vanya. I thought it could help…” Vanya let out a small breath and walked away. “We missed you.” Alison reassured you before walking off.
Your hands grasp the door hands and slowly turn it and push the door open. Your stomach churned and you closed your eyes before walking in and shutting the door behind you. You sat down on the edge of his bed and looked around. God, so many memories here. Good and bad you cherished them all. If he wasn’t dead…did he still think of you? Did everything remind him of you? Did he still care? Multiple thoughts were running through your head. Maybe you can take a small nap to clear your head. You lay down on his bed, holding one of his pillows to your chest and burring your face in it as your eyes got heavy.
The room and bed began to shake and that made you jolt off the bed and to the window. You saw everyone out there and immediately rushed as fast as you could down there and outside. Once you did you rushed toward them. “Anyone else see a little number five- Y/N!” You heard klaus, but your eyes were locked on the boy in front of you. Your throat closed, mind hazy, and your eyes got droopy as your body weight had fallen back onto the nearest person. That happened too be Deigo.
Your eyes snapped open when you realized you were in the infirmary. You slowly sat up and rubbed your eyes before zoning out on a random spot on the wall for a minute before getting up. You looked down and saw it. Your clothes were much bigger than before. You looked in the nearest mirror and let out the loudest blood curdling scream ever. You were 19 again.
The whole fam rushed in the room- including five. You knew exactly what happened. “Honey- it’s okay!” Alison tried to calm you down. “Honey?! I’m not a kid! I’m 31!” You freaked out and your hands flew to your face before your eyes spotted Five and widened. He muttered something inaudible with the same look as you. It didn’t take long for you to spin around but he caught your arm just in time. “Y/N.” He struggles to keep you still so he spatial jumped to his room.
He shut the door and locked it. You backed up into the foot of his bed. You narrowed your eyes at the familiar figure. You both stared at each other. I mean what do you do when your ex-situationship shows up after being missing for 17 years? You finally broke the silence with a stern,
“What the hell.” You utter as you watch him walk to his closet and open doors and sigh seeing the only options of clothing he had. “Long story.” He responds to your statement. You made a face as you sat at the chair by his desk. “I have time.” You stated clearly as you glanced at all the dusty old binders and tapped your fingers on the wood.
He grabbed the familiar outfit from his wardrobe and placed it on his bed with a deep breath as he loosened his tie. You raised your brows and turned your head away, “Where’s the warning?” you groaned at him. “Not like you haven’t seen it before.” You rolled your eyes at his response.
‘So Five of him to say’ You thought, you missed him. I mean you miss the old him. You have no clue who this Five is. He’d grown up, you don’t know him anymore.
After Five finished getting dressed he sat on her bed. “How come you look like you’re 18?” He asked with his brows furrowed in confusion as she grimaced looking down at her youth form. “Blood pact.” He made a face. Blood pact? “Remember?”
The sun shone down on the duo as they sat underneath the tree. Five held the book between them as they took turns reading each paragraph on the page. Your father had meeting with his, in which included you having to hang around the mansion. This was a usual thing that has happened for as long as you could remember so obviously you had gotten close with the academy. “Wanna do something fun?” You nudged Five where he raised a brow and nodded “What?” You reached in your pocket and pulled out a small pocket knife. He grimaced at the knife. “We should make a blood pact, that me and you will be best friends forever.” You smile widely at him. “You and I.” He corrected as she groaned and rolled her eyes. “Wanna do it or not?” “Sure.”
So that was why you looked 19. “Why do you still look 19?” You asked him, turning around to look at him directly. You watch as he took a deep breath and sighed. “Guess what I found when I jumped to the future….nothing.”
You had a growing pit in your stomach. It hurt that he hurt. You truly cared for him. He didn’t deserve that kind of pain and more trauma on his shoulders. You stood next to Vanya as the rain poured and the funeral began.
“Whenever you’re ready, dear boy.”
Pogo’s voice brought you out of your daze. You couldn’t stop glancing at him. You wished he’d just look at you. For as long as you’d known him you’d beg for him to love you. It’s a huge reason why you two were never official. God, Your at it again.
Luther turned the urn in which the ashes pathetically fell to a clumpy pile at his feet. “Probably would’ve been better with some wind.” Klaus stiffened as he felt Pogo’s glare. Pogo cleared his throat and spoke, “Would anyone wish to speak?” No one spoke. Therefore Pogo began to speak once more, “Very well. In all regards, Reginald Hargreaves made me the creature I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my friend, and my master, and I shall miss him very much. He was a…..a complicated man-“
Deigo’s voice cut him off and you just knew the funeral might as well be done with. You sighed and shot Vanya a tight lipped smile before walking back inside. You walked past Klaus and Five and you seriously couldn’t help but throw Five a glance. To much shock the second you did his eyes were already on yours.
This is gonna be a hell of a ride.
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i know that vanya is viktor but he’s not viktor just yet and i want his transformation to still be his transformation.
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ashyybashy · 3 months
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Irreplaceable by @ashyybashy
Irreplaceable: prolauge
paring: five hargreaves x you/reader
warnings: violence, cursing, death, and if I miss anything don’t please let me know !
part one
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Hargreaves had no weaknesses- except one…the worst one. Love is a terrible thing. It is a curse with a fatal ending. There is no cure, no matter how hard you try and replace it. A simple distraction can not cure something so irreplaceable.
Not even the Five Hargreaves’ mind could grasp that fact. Shocking right? Five Hargreaves was a victim to this tragedy of a curse. 45 years away from the cause might sound like a wonderful vacation from a disease…however that was not the case. Every day for the first 4 years felt suffocating to the boy. Especially when you had witnessed the death of the loved one(s).
Yes, the boy had other loved ones he had witnessed the pink flush of life coating their now hollowed out cheeks. However, this one was different…he didn’t love you like the rest. You weren’t his “family” hearsay- more like a family friend? Your father was an old colleague of his, therefore you have seen him and his family more than just once in a while.
It didn’t take long for Hargreaves to fall into the disease. You were intoxicating, from every sarcastic comment to the way rubbed your under eye bags when you were bored.
At first you guys butted heads whenever one looked at the other. Yet, you both had soon found relation in each other’s past. He felt like he had someone else he felt safe with…she understood everything that came out of his mouth. Though you were an only child, had no powers, and not traumatized..you still understood. You refused to let him use the excuse, “you won’t understand.” by shutting that down with a, “then help me understand.” He needed you, you were his escape.
When Hargreaves had gotten himself stuck in time, he was mortified at the sight of his family lying lifeless before him. His stomach churned and he couldn’t breathe. When he turned his head to the left and saw the strand of h/c his knees buckles and it was like his airway decided to betray him. He knew he loved you. That’s why half of his heart crumbled that day…nothing could fill that gap.
Maybe a distraction could help. Help take your mind of the disease called love. That’s what Hargreaves thought when he met Delores. Who in the back of his mind was a version of you.
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