#I just love the og Hargreeves so much

[ashleyeveerson]

The thing is: the sparrow’s are co-workers, whereas the umbrella’s are family. Yes, a disfuncional, weird, fucked up, strange family… but a family nonetheless.

#like 3 of their siblings just died and they don’t give a fuck (except for Solane) #while Ben’s death has ripples that effect the entirety of the umbrella’s life #and also like just the way they interact with eachoter #Luther’s *i would do anything for my family* #Five sacrificing everything to save his siblings #I just love the og Hargreeves so much #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #tua #ua #umbrella academy spoilers

[buildoblivionthenwewilltalk]

in other news I’ve been spending my commutes day dreaming up a fic where we just drop s3 Klaus in the middle of s1 and let him run riot please add your own suggestions to this scenario below <3

#it’s just such a tasty premise to me #mainly cos my boys had the good character development #he’s just so present in s3 with his powers and his plot and his relationships with his siblings #I’d love to see how a) the sibs would react to a slightly more ‘sober’ number 4 AND b) how klaus would try to explain and or fix everything #AND OG Ben reunions with the added spice of ‘wait has number 4 kind of got his shit together???’ #can’t decide if I’d have s1 Klaus there too #cos what’s better than 1 klaus AND cool angsty ‘have we found dave?’ ‘what do you mean dad killed us?’ opportunities #but also I just love the image of klaus popping into existence where his old self used to be and running riot #Im imagining him appearing just after five comes back in the day that was #cos I love the idea of five being like ‘shut up everyone i time travelled I have the answers’ and then s3 Klaus being like ‘lol BET’ #uRGH so much potential #there’s just something great about showing off how far a characters grown #especially when they’ve always been underestimated #just a very sexy trope #I will probably never write it #but if someone has PLEASE GIMME #tua #the umbrella academy #Klaus hargreeves #shut up min

[killianthebee]

A young Five Hargreeves travels to the DC universe by accident using his powers. Talia finds him and brings him back to the league. She knows he's lying about where he's from but she doesn't care as she finally got an heir. She calls him Damian.

He trains with the league. It is like the Academy (albeit much harsher) so he follows along. He works in secret, trying to get back to his siblings and his old life. They develop a mother-son relationship and that is why she soon sends him off to Batman, telling him Damian is her son and she can no longer keep him safe.

Bruce takes him, reluctantly. He wouldn't deny a young child like that but this kid was raised by the League of Assassins.

Damian is uncomfortable in this new home. First, he was transported to a whole new dimension and had to come to terms with a new whole life and now his adopted mother is getting rid of him. So, he lashes out.

He does not stab or try to kill anybody, like OG Damian did. Five is smarter than that but he does use barbed words and insults. He tries to run away but they follow him. His powers are of little use to get away, he's barely used them through the years.

Soon, he learns they are not that bad. That they might genuinely care for him. Despite him being a random violent kid with no ties to them. Soon, he finds himself caring back. He settles into his new home, content with this life for now. He will never stop looking for a way home, however.

Okay, I got two ideas for a reveal.

One, someone discovers his notebook of ideas and equations. I'm thinking Tim did. He brings it up to the rest of his family, concerned why his little brother is researching dangerous multiversal travel. They confront him and Five confesses he is from a different universe. I don't think he would confess everything. They work to bring him home and it has a bittersweet ending as Five has to choose who to go with.

Two, his siblings just randomly appear one day. They had been looking and finding a way to find him since he disappeared. Five has to confess to his new family where he's from, his powers and about his old family. I'm thinking of doing this one for a more humorous fic.

I love this idea because to me, Damian and Five are a lot alike. Also I'm a sucker for crossovers. Probably won't ever get around to writing it but it's a fun idea.

#five hargreeves #tua #the umbrella academy #damian wayne #batfam #dc #crossover

[nosolaceofastraightanswer]

quick tua algamation post for episode 7!!!!!!! cus i jsut watched the barbie movie but dw i’ll throw in some hc’s at the end :D

poor five no he got hurt :(((( i’m glad that diego got to see grace was ok though. he’s such a little guy tho. he’s literally on the bed like that’s his mom :((( she loves her kids so much istg.

hazel and cha-cha man where do i begin. i just wish they could be besties ughfhhfhfhhf. i was tearing up when cha-cha was telling hazel to shoot her. goddddddd.

leonard stop. bro. like i 100% believe in prison reform, especially when you’re a kid at the time you do that shit, but this man came back with a vengeance. like bro. you just got out you could have a life!!!!! you’re in control here. ughfhfhghghf fucking asshole. the hiring guys to attack viktor? ewwww.

when he makes the guys go away with the energy bubble is one of the things i remember from my original watch circa 2019. also when klaus was crawling on the ground for the pill. it’s really trippy déjà vu. but srsly, that powers scene was there first one when i actually understood he had powers- i somehow missed the lamps it’s thing even when my dad tried explaining it to me.

as promised, hc’s!!! some of the hargreeves go see the barbie movie

in reality, they would 100% all go see it but i’m doing this with more of a “girls night but not really” vibe for tonight. the victims? allison, viktor and klaus for starters. they’re already the OG girl’s night trio- though it’s actually more of a girl night (singular) (allison).

to make it a girls night (plural) (also cus diego wants her to feel like “part of the family”) lila joins. she brings along sloane cus they are the duo istg i will make this canon.

allison actually has a part in the movie, but somehow holds out on telling anyone… just for klaus (and everyone else too tbh) to freak tf out and start screaming “OH MY GOD!!!! FUCKING ALLISON ITS YOU!!! YOURE BARBIE!!!!!”. (btw i loved seeing ritu in the movie she was great <333)

they all dress up in pink outfits btw (just like me and my friends :D) such as hot pink suit for viktor and the most fucking insane outfit for klaus ever. he finally dresses for the occasion!!!!!

ok that’s all for tonight!!! ily guys and shall see you tomorrow.

#tua #tuamre #s1e7 #writingastraightanswer

[aphrogeneias]

some very incoherent thoughts about the s3 trailer because i've watched like 10 times but i'm still screaming crying throwing up etc etc

BALLROOM BLITZ

diego doing a superhero landing is so fucking in character you can bet your ass he practiced that a million times and looked ridiculous while doing it until he got it right

the sibling energy? *chef's kiss*

dickhead

"i ended the world twice, and you? you're just meat and spandex" TELL'EM KING!!! i love to see viktor being so sure of himself like yes you're a nuclear bomb in the form of a person, own it my dude

hotel obsidian is probably where the og hargreeves siblings will be staying because they don't have a home anymore? and there's probably some mysterious shit going on there as well

five in a robe, five wearing a fedora, five being the unhinged king we know and love

klaus being willing to fuck his other self from another timeline is also peak klaus behavior, and luther being like "would i... climb luther mountain... ???" our precious monkey man

klaus in a cemetary with ghosts going after him what's going on there i'm scared

so much dancing <3 probably a boys night? will we see drunk diego for the first time? this is like a dream come true

speaking of knife boy, he's once again willing to kill people, he'll kill ben, he'll kill his other self, he'll kick your ass and you'll thank him

i'd let all of the sparrows kick my ass, especially sloane and fei

lila and viktor teaming up? lila and five teaming up? lila being part of the family? YES

tattoo artist pogo and grace using a flamethrower ??? someone pls explain

i'm just so happy to have my favorite family of blorbos back i could cry

#WE STILL HAVE A MONTH LEFT I CAN'T WAIT THAT LONG #the umbrella academy

[xrosekissed]

my overly long harcest takes,

bc by god there’s too many ships in this category and i gotta organize my thoughts on them for my own reference.

but first, as a general note for this blog, viktor is a fictional character and there are 3-4 versions of this character - comics vanya, s1 vanya, s2 vanya (different characterization imo), and viktor (this change in characterization was conceived after elliot’s coming out, so i see it as a different interpretation of the character). my favorite iteration is s1 vanya, so while i fully respect elliot page and am extremely happy about his coming out, i’ll mostly be referring to this character as s1′s vanya. i won’t tolerate any transphobia on this post or on my blog.

also important, my score out of 10 is how much i like the ship, not an objective ranking!

luther/diego (luego) - i buy it. i totally fucking buy it. i feel like they had a bunch of sexual tension in the (superior) s1 with all that rivalry and angst between them. could 100% imagine that boiling over + them having insane sex (i think diego would enjoy luther’s ability to pick him up and push him around like. so much. extremely soft gentle dom luther/bratty sub diego. like cmon.), but could also imagine their character arcs/personalities/individual strengths really complimenting each other in a romantic storyline. 8/10.

luther/allison (alluther) - generally sweet through s1 and s2, and i very much admire tua’s guts in canonically doing this ship. sorta... assassinated by s3, in a way that felt very reactionary to mainstream fandom culture’s opinion on the ship, so... that wasn’t bodacious. but aside from that, if i’m just looking at the first two seasons, i’m not super into alluther - i like my ships to have more heat and drama, and there’s just not a lot of that with them for me. a valid and cute ship, just not my thing. 5/10. 

luther/klaus - agh i wish i liked this one more. wild child x by the book golden child? very fun, conceptually. i don’t feel romantic chemistry from their actors and i don’t find a romance between these guys super interesting to think about. 2/10.

luther/five - tbh i’d never really thought about them together, but it’s kinda growing on me as i make this list? world-weary bitter motherfucker five x moody but earnestly sweet manchild luther... luther could help five learn to like... enjoy things. five could help luther build a healthy self-esteem. they’re both emotionally-stunted as hell, but i think they’d make each other better, as they each have a lot to learn from the other. their banter delights me. also, i hc adult Five as just. being short for no reason other than bc god hates him, and considering the old man Five actor’s height, i think it’s actually just canon. and i love me a height difference! 8/10.

luther/ben - hmm. ok two routes for this one. luther/og ben or luther/sparrow ben. luther/ og ben is like. 1/10 for me, not super interesting, namely because we never see them interact, and luther doesn’t talk a bunch about ben in s1 + 2. but luther/sparrow ben? better! not my cup of tea, but i don’t hate it. 4/10. maybe a 3/10 as the final score for both versions as a whole.

luther/vanya (lunya) - i’m kinda here for it. you already know... the height difference. i’m incapable of shutting up about that trope ever. and they have perhaps the most in common out of all the hargreeves (isolation trauma, self esteem issues, big tempers they keep carefully hidden, a passion for music, treated very Distinctly by reg). i love thinking of young luther being just a little too soft for and protective of young vanya, and i love the idea of them having these little bonding moments that snowball into something more. also they have Angst and Tragedy and that’s yummy food to me. 8/10.

diego/allison - while i can feel some tension in their s1 fighting and s3 night out, i’m not compelled by this one. maybe i just like them with other characters too much to get too into it? i get why people would be into it, but i’m not. 2/10.

diego/klaus (kliego) - absolute banger ship that i 1000% see all over canon. unbelievable chemistry and a perfect dynamic. they just. work well together. opposites attract, and these opposites visibly love each other so much. i think this ship’s crazy popularity when she show first dropped makes me feel like when a really good song has been overplayed, so i don’t consider myself a kliego superfan. i am nevertheless... a fan. 7/10.

diego/five (fiego) - ughhh i understand this one so much but i cannot get into it. like it’s genuinely bizarre how much i can’t get into it. this is literally such a high-quality ship that should fit my type to a tee, but... i just don’t get hyped about it. 5/10.

diego/ben (biego) - i don’t feel it. i know they really loved each other and i know the hug between them in s2 was adorable, but i don’t know that they’d play off each other in ways that i find interesting. diego/sparrow ben doesn’t do it for me either, their interactions don’t captivate me like luther and sparrow ben’s do. 2/10.

diego/vanya (viego) - i like it more than the other ships i’m not into, but i’m still not really into this one. the scene where they talk about grace in s1 gives me a little bit of a vibe, and i know they’re a thing in the comics, but i am lukewarm. better than cold, but still lukewarm. it could grow on me if i read some very good fic? 4/10.

allison/klaus - can’t get into them as anything but best friends, i just can’t. they’re both very pretty, and the best friends thing is likely part of the appeal for their fans, but i don’t feel it myself. 1/10.

allison/five - OHHH i love this one. holy fuck do i love it. snobby mean psuedosiblings that have a thing about power and control and appearing perfect. it’s possible that allison’s the only one five could see as an intellectual equal in his family. i think five thinks klaus and vanya and ben are smart, but i think allison is who he’d pick as a 4d chess opponent. i can see sooo much potential for a fascinating and complex relationship in a world where these two are super into each other. a criminally underrated ship. 9/10.

allison/ben - i think i like it? not sure why, seeing as they hardly interact, but allison seemed quite torn up about ben’s death, and just based on their personalities/experiences/damage, i think they’d have a super interesting and fun dynamic had ben not died. imagine their banter....... excellent stuff. 7/10.

allison/vanya - another lukewarm one. i don’t not like it, it’s just not for me. i absolutely find their dynamic in s1 interesting, but not in a romantic way. i did feel some chemistry w allison/viktor in s3, but nothing to write home about given the way the show has such a hard time acknowledging their anger at each other post s1. 3/10.

klaus/five (klive) - i see it - i see klaus flirting with five a lot, i see five having a massive soft spot for klaus for no reason other than that he loves him extra, but i can’t get deep into it beyond generally thinking it’s fun. 6/10.

klaus/ben (horrance) - i like this one so much. i think it was my first harcest ship? just... their codependency. their banter. their anger at each other. grief giving way to a sad bitterness. their devotion to each other - ben wants klaus to fucking live, klaus wishes ben weren’t fucking dead. insane. makes me insane to think about. also the way ben lounges on the motel room bed in this needlessly suggestive way and winks at klaus? yeah that wink was what sold me. oh god, also i guess they hooked up in s3? poggers. 8/10.

klaus/vanya - yknow what? i like it. very underexplored. lots of potential for angst and fluff and mutual destruction as well as mutual growth. love thinking about klaus intentionally making vanya flustered by saying klaus shit, love the idea of vanya surprising klaus by turning it back on him someday. the way klaus remembers vanya crying about them stepping on ants as a kids does something to me, man. 7/10.

five/ben - i’ve read one or two really good fic about them, and seen some very sweet fanart, but i’m just not super invested in them together. 1/10.

five/vanya (fiveya) - utterly sensational. angst, tragedy, pining, childhood crushes, banter, devotion, hope. like... agh. they just have Something, in every scene they’re together - she’s the end of the world, he’s the accidental harbinger, but they could save each other. also it’s just... so fucking fun that proud, no-nonsense five chose shy and sensitive vanya as a best friend. that they chose each other. they see things in each other that no one else does. 10/10.

ben/vanya - i think i kinda like the idea of them in an au - maybe one where vanya can see the dead? she thinks she doesn’t have powers, just hallucinations of her dead brother. they’re both bitter and lonely, but just want to be loved, and are capable of great kindness. god it would be amazing actually, i’m really talking myself into liking them together lmao. 7/10.

#literally congratulations if you read all of this #im a habitual underwriter so this is the length of the odyssey to me #ive been kinda not in the tua fandom for the past year or so but #idk... im feeling a little pulled in by it again now #harcest #reference

[extraordinarywhiteviolin]

you talk like yourself (i hear someone else)

Summary: The Kugelblitz took his sister Yulia, and now all he's left with is the version of her from another timeline. But he's running low on family and drinks, so if she's alone at the end of the world instead of with the rest of the Umbrella Academy fools, he'll take this look-alike's companionship if not her vodka. Maybe it's the familiar face that makes her bearable to be around.

Platonic Sparrow!Ben & OG!Yulia(OC).

Set during 308 "Wedding at the End of the World" after the bachelor party and Ben & Sloane's chat but before the wedding.

Established background Five/Yulia.

A/N: okay now I'm just posting snippets of this oc because I keep thinking of moments for her. Maybe one day I'll write a full coherent story for her, but for now enjoy snapshots. The dynamic of Sparrow!Ben, Sloane, and OG!Yulia make me emotional considering how different Sparrow!Yulia is and how she interacts with them. I haven't written enough for that to be coherent or explained about Yulia enough but I don't care I love her. Please ask me about her. Or sen requests or asks if you want to know more! But I hope this is good in a vacuum anyways 😅😅

Ben finds Yulia in a room down the hall from his own only moments after he leaves Sloane's room. The door's wide open, he can see her perched on the end of the double bed, bottle of expensive vodka in one hand as she gazed out the window. It's jarring, the idea that he's caught her in a candid moment, unawares; Yulia can pass through walls, she's never even opened a door, let alone left one open, for as long as Ben can remember. However this Yulia, the dimension hopping Yulia, the Yulia who's still alive, she is not his sister.

But Ben remembers her looking this young, and in that moment that's enough. She's more family than he'll get from practically anyone else here.

She should be downstairs with the others, the Umbrellas, at the bachelor party, celebrating. Ben's lip curls.

"Why aren't you with the others?" It's demanding when he speaks, accusatory almost, as if resentful that she's willingly forgoing an occassion he so badly wanted to be a part of. Yulia, for her part, exhales a deep, slow breath but doesn't look away from the window. It's telling; she knew he was there, probably even heard him approaching. Yulia had always been far more aware of her surroundings than most others, a trait this Yulia seems to share.

"Ben do you really think we're special?" Yulia asked softly, sounding altogether much younger than she claimed to be, "all of us, everyone left, you said we survived because we're special. Do you really believe that?" When she finally looks at him, finally locks eyes with him, he knows why she's asking, knows what she's thinking; why was she the Yulia who survived?

"Yeah," Ben swallows hard but his irritation drops considerably, "we wouldn't be here if we weren't; one way or another that makes us special. It has to." His gaze drops. He can't keep looking in her eyes. She's too familiar and too distant all at once.

"Do you want a drink?" Yulia offers, and Ben strides across the room to accept the bottle from her. "I think bachelor parties are more family affairs," turning back to the window, hands in her lap as Ben takes a long drink from the bottle. But he pauses at that, lowers the bottle to frown at her, "I'm not a Hargreeves."

"What?"

"In our reality, it ended up just me and Five left at the end of the world, but he- I'm not family to the rest of them," she shrugs and fidgets, before looking back at Ben, "you're more family to them and you're not even the version of you that they know." But she can't hold eye contact with him for long, nor the sad little smile she wore, taking the bottle and beginning to take large gulps of vodka.

"You were a terrible sister," Ben says carefully, sitting himself on the end of the bed beside her. Its enough to startle a laugh from Yulia, who splutters and momentarily chokes on alcohol; reflexively Ben goes to thump her on the back, and only realises that that should have been useless the moment his hand actually connects with her back and she gasps out a thanks before turning on him with raised eyebrows and a disbelieving smile. Ben, however, is looking at his hand still resting on her shoulder, "you were a good person, you had to be, we all had to be, but you were a dick." He tells her, and Yulia crows a bright, surprised laugh, but is sobered by his next words; "you let people make contact with you?"

"Uh, sometimes, depends," taking a deep breath, she awkwardly leans against Ben, "your Yulia didn't?"

"Not outside of combat or training," Ben admits. In the silence that follows, Yulia takes another drink, "we should be training."

Yulia takes another drink.

"I wanted to be with you and Sloane before the wedding," Yulia's voice is barely above a whisper, "I don't have family but you have a version of me in your hearts and I thought -" Ben stiffens, completely caught off guard by the melancholy selflessness of the gesture, "but I was a terrible sister." Oh; she'd spoken to Sloane already. At least that went a ways to explaining Sloane's earlier terseness even before Ben had begun complaining to her.

"You don't need us to like you."

"No," Yulia agrees quietly, "I don't."

"You've never needed anyone to like you, everyone just always did."

"You think it's because they didn't know me?" Yulia asked, shifting closer to rest her head on Ben's shoulder. Instinctively he wraps his arm properly around her shoulders.

"We should be training, we shouldn't be sitting around and getting shitfaced, this is all a waste of time," Ben hisses instead, but still reaches for the bottle. Then, after a swig, "why are you here?" He's still got an arm around her shoulders, still got her head on his shoulder, "that nilhist dick Five is your whole world, everyone knows it, and we both know you don't really care about whether I care about you, but don't give me some bullshit about not being family to the rest of them; they don't give a shit about me but they still give a shit about me, you know? So I know they give a shit about you and want you there."

Instead of answering, Yulia's whole face scrunches up and she wraps both her arms around Ben in a side hug, holding him tightly even as he squirms and hisses for her to let him go. Finally, when she lets go, he stands abruptly, brushing himself off, playing at being disgruntled. Yulia, who managed to somehow get the now considerably empty vodka bottle out of his hands, and is taking a long drink.

"The hell was that about? What is wrong with you people?" He demands.

"Did Yulia ever hug you?"

A very long silence stretches out between them; Ben's shoulders drop. He looks to the void just beyond the window, but he doesn't answer.

"I'm sorry," Yulia says, "I won't hug you like that again, I'm sorry."

Ben's sister Yulia has never apologised, nor has she needed to, she's never been particularly overwhelmingly affectionate. Ben's Yulia was a cold sister. Distant.

He sits back down on the bed after another beat, taking the vodka, a swig, and then passing it back to lay back on the bed and stare at the ceiling, kicking his heels against the bedframe.

"Yulia," Ben says frankly, "you don't need me or anyone else to like you."

"No." Yulia is still sitting up, but Ben can feel her watching him.

"Because you know they will," his expression is hard as he glances to her out of the corner of his eye. Yulia blinks slowly, shaking her head carefully. Ben looks back at the ceiling, "you're deeply irritating, you know that right? Maybe more than the others, not all of them, just some of them." Yulia laughs at that, a sound Ben hasn't heard in years.

"You can always leave, the door's open," she pointed out, but flopped back beside him, looking up at the ceiling, "go train, or something like that."

"Sorry I care about trying to stop the end of the damn world," Ben rolled his eyes at her lightly teasing tone. Still, he doesn't move to get up.

"The end of the world's not so bad," Yulia mused softly. Then, "please come to the wedding."

"They barely want me there," escapes Ben before he can stop it.

"They love you -"

"They love a version of me that died decades ago," he fires back, irritation once again rising.

"You're an ass, but despite that they still -" Yulia's voice catches for a moment, "they still see a version of you they love, and they've been willing to give you a million chances. Do you even understand how lucky you are to have them at the end of the world? You are special, Ben, you don't even have to try; their Ben was a good brother." She tells him firmly, eyes focused on the roof and not on the pained expression Ben was giving her.

"Yulia..."

"I asked Sloane if she wanted my company but she decidedly did not, though she has Luther now so I knew she would be okay. But Reginald is a garbage father, and so Sloane's all you had left," Yulia closes her eyes, "but you've pushed away everyone who has anyone else to turn to, so it's just me, the alternate version of the sister you didn't even like, making sure you're not alone at the end of the world."

And Ben is silent.

Slowly, Yulia sits up, hunched over and drinking the remaining vodka slowly.

"You needed Yulia to like you, didn't you?" She murmurs, "or even care about you... or anyone. Prove that she could, that you weren't an idiot for caring about your sister."

Ben's lack of an answer is painfully telling. Neither one looks at the other; Ben watches the ceiling and Yulia watches the world ending out the window.

"I do, for the record," Yulia adds, "if it means anything, I care about you, Ben. Despite all your bullshit I'm glad you're here with us at the end of the world."

"You should head downstairs," Ben says faintly, "catch the end of the bachelor party or whatever, I'm sure they're missing you," and though there's a faint, resentful bite to his words his heart's not in it, "don't act like you know me; you know me even less than they do."

"Do you believe that?"

"You're not my sister." But even as Ben says it, he knows this Yulia is sharp as his sister ever was, and picks up on the underlying compliment buried in the implication.

"Okay," Yulia is smiling softly, watching him when he finally looks to her, "I'll go. I'll see you at the wedding."

"Yeah, whatever," he rolls his eyes. But then Yulia allows herself to fall through the floor and Ben's slammed back into finding her familiar so suddenly its like it physically hurts.

She may not be the his Yulia, but she's still distinctly Yulia. It's not the similarities that catch him by surprise, it's always the stark differences.

#tua #the umbrella academy #five x oc #ben x oc #ben hargreeves #ben hargreeves x oc #ben and yulia #ben tua #sparrow ben #sparrow ben x oc #yulia olgimskaya #Spotify #tua original character #tua oc #oc: the trojan horse

[eatpotatoes1-blog]

(S3E9)

OMG LUTHER UR ACTUALLY THE CUTEST. Like i’ve. never loved luther but he has endeared himself to me.

FRIDAY I”M IN LOVE GOD. WHAT DOES NETFLIX WANT FROM ME. DO THEY WANT ME TO HOLD LUTHER VERY NEAR AND DEAR TO MY HeART??? UGH

“love, luther” this shows got me 🥺

HEHEHEHE HAIRY DERANGED MAN. 

OH NO his little plant :(

UGH LUTHER NO

Why is access restricted on the god damn MOON?

WHo the hell is abigail hargreeves.

got something on ur back there ben ;)

This sweet moment between viktor and allison is too ominous.

Luther has been killed!! Very sad :(

but also what’s with his weird arm sword thing??

ugh i want the comfort of the og timeline :(

“I don’t know much but, I-I know knives!” he sounds like he feels dumb. UGH DIEGO UR NOT DUMB UR JUST AROUND STUPID SMART PEOPLE ALL THE TIME 😭

NO KLAUS. He deserved so much better. 

#FUAT #umbrella academy #tua #fua

[holymultiplefandomsbatman]

Running Home To You || Five Hargreeves Imagine

Five Hargreeves x Reader (she/her)

Summary: Five accidentally takes you with him when he ends up in the future. For the next 45 years, you stay together, eventually falling in love. But what happens if you get the chance to go back to your own time?

Word count: 4.8k

Warnings: angst with a happy ending, kissing, death (like in the og TUA episode)

Requested by anon

My dear anon, thank you so, so much for sending in this lovely request! I’m so sorry it took a while to write. I really hope you’ll enjoy it!

There were only so many times one could stand hearing no as an answer. Especially when they were young and believed they knew better.

That day came for Five at dinner, when he asked Father about time jumps – again. And Sir Reginald barely looked up from his plate while he denied him, again and again.

“You’re not ready, Number Five. Now stop with this nonsense at once!”

Five caught Vanya’s eye across the table, the way she shook her head, silently pleading with him. Usually, he’d listen to her – but not this time. Instead, he turned around and stormed out of the house, his heart beating heavily in his chest.

He was good enough, he was ready! He’d show them all that he was!

Five jumped, the blue light surrounding him until he plopped back into existence on a busy street. But it wasn’t a street like the ones he saw once a month when Mother took them shopping. The people were wearing clothes he’d never seen before, holding devices he didn’t know.

Time and space blurred once again when he jumped a second time, and Five reappeared on another street that was foreign to him. People hurried around him like a swarm of busy bees. They were so preoccupied with their own lives that they likely didn’t even notice someone just appearing out of nowhere in the middle of the freezing street.

Five took a moment to just stand still and look around. Warmth filled him despite the freezing cold – pride.

He’d done it! He’d proved Father wrong! And nothing terrible had happened.

A bell rang somewhere close by, maybe the doorbell of a small shop.

Five briefly turned his head towards the noise. To his left, on the other side of the street, a door had opened, and someone was stepping outside with what could possibly be a sandwich in their hand, Five couldn’t tell. He also didn’t care, just rolled his eyes and turned away, trying to concentrate on his breathing.

The bell chimed again, close by this time.

Five exhaled a gust of air through his nostrils. “Screw it,” he mumbled to himself and disappeared in a puff of blue. Something bumped him while he jumped, but he didn’t pay it any mind.

Five reemerged in front of a burning building – or rather, what was left of it. Only the entrance doorway was still standing, the rest had been torn to shreds. Pieces of what had once been walls littered the ground.

Five took a shaky step forward. He stared at the ruins, ice running through his veins. He’d recognize that doorway anywhere.

“Vanya?” he asked, his throat so dry he could barely get the word out.

No answer.

“Vanya! Ben!” This time, his voice was louder, even though it cracked at the end.

Still no answer.

Five stumbled forward, through the main entrance into what had once been the dining hall. Now, it was all a big pile of rubble, the edges scorched from flames. His heart was in his throat as he called for his siblings, increasingly desperate while his voice only got weaker.

“Luther… Diego…”

Five searched the ruins of the Academy, heart racing in his chest. They couldn’t all be gone! He’d just seen them earlier at breakfast… Vanya had told him not to do it, why hadn’t he just listened? Why hadn’t he–

There were bodies.

Five stumbled towards the biggest pile of shards and stone. He stopped when his foot touched something soft, and as he looked down, he saw that he’d stepped on a hand. He reached out, pushing some of the burnt stone away. More and more of the body came into view.

It was Allison.

Or rather, what he presumed to be Allison. This person didn’t look like his sister at all, at least at first glance. They were older, at least ten years older than his siblings, maybe more. But they were wearing Allison’s necklace, the one Luther had given her, and if Five knew one thing, it was that Allison wouldn’t take that necklace off, whatever happened.

A choked sound escaped Five’s mouth.

Next to her was Diego, and Klaus a bit further away with ash in his hair and stains on the audacious black coat he was wearing. Then Luther, who was now bigger and stronger than Five had ever seen him before. But the hand desperately reaching into Allison’s direction was unmistakably Luther’s.

Five’s knees gave out. He stared at his dead siblings helplessly, unable to understand what he was seeing.

“Where am I?” a voice piped up somewhere behind him. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the corpses, too caught up in replaying the fight in his head that he’d had with Father this morning, over and over again.

Father had been right. He wasn’t ready…

The sound of crunching rubble came closer. Someone stood next to him, and Five turned to see you beside him, face scrunched up in confusion while you stared at the ruins of the Academy.

“What is this place? Where am I?”

Everything slipped.

Like painting with a too-wet brush on a canvas, the colors blurred together, this time not because of a spacial jump. Five looked around, suddenly unable to see anything.

Voices echoed around him, rambling, whispering, screaming.

You’re not ready, Number Five! Not ready… Five… Not Five… Ready…

“Five!”

That was your voice, he would recognize it anywhere. Five stumbled to his feet, his eyes darting around in confusion, but he couldn’t see you anymore.

“Five!”

“Y/n! Y/n!”

He called your name again and again, until his voice was hoarse and all that came out of his mouth was a weak croaking sound. He had lost you now, too.

Five’s heart was heavy, sinking to his stomach like a stone as he fell to his knees. Tears were welling up in his eyes. He couldn’t tell if it was from the smoke in the air or the sudden realization that he was all alone now.

He had no one left…

 “Five!”

Five jolted, his head just barely missing the desk lamp. He blinked his eyes open, then stared at you. He was confused and still panicked, his heart racing in his chest. The pictures were still flickering behind his eyes, how he’d jumped in time and gotten stuck in the hell that was the future, together with you.

“You fell asleep at work again.”

You smiled at him, that soft expression on your face that always made his heart skip a beat.

Five could only nod slowly. You were right – his desk stood in front of him, the papers that were piled on top of it were filled with his messy scribbles. Calculations upon calculations…

“Thanks for waking me up.”

You nodded, still smiling, but he could see the crease between your eyebrows, the worry in your eyes.

Five reached out and took your hand that was resting on the back of his chair. He softly ran his fingers over your skin.

There was the ring he’d given you years ago, the rather simple golden band standing out against your skin. He’d made it himself, forged it from whatever he could find. Years later, he’d offered to buy you a new ring, a real one, but you’d declined.

Five still remembered how fast his heart had raced when he proposed to you: he’d been so, so nervous. He almost couldn’t get the words out. The mere thought that your answer could be no had destroyed him.

When you said yes, voice steady and so sure, he’d wrapped you up in his arms and didn’t let go for a long time.

Five also remembered the wedding day itself, how it had been just the two of you reciting your vows in some wrecked building that was somehow still standing. It was the happiest day of his life.

Then again, almost all of his happiest memories were connected to you.

You tilted your head, the smile slowly fading. Your frown was more prominent now, with furrowed eyebrows and your lower lip slightly between your teeth. You weren’t gnawing on it, at least that stage of worry wasn’t reached yet.

“Hey,” Five said, trying to keep his voice calm, “I’m okay. It was just a nightmare.” He didn’t quite believe the words himself, and he could see in the way you fiddled with the locket around your neck that you were still worried. The necklace was a gift from your grandmother, and you were always wearing it – even on that fateful day you’d run into Five after class.

Five kept on tracing his fingers over your skin in circular patterns. You looked down at your hand, followed his movements with your eyes. Five could hear his breathing, so loud in his ears, but he tried to ignore it, to shake the leftovers of the dream.

This wasn’t about him right now. He needed to reassure you, to take your fears away.

Five hated to see you worried, especially when it was because of him. He always wished he could protect you from all of it, keep you safe from all the pain the world could bring. But he knew it was impossible, even for him.

“Oh, by the way–”

Five let go of your hand to duck under the desk and pick up the briefcase he’d stored there.

Your expression shifted as soon as you saw the case. You frowned at Five when he handed it to you.

“Again??”

Five’s lips twitched in amusement at how exaggerated your voice sounded. He glanced at the briefcase sheepishly before looking back up at you.

“Something is wrong with these things, I swear!”

You only sighed heavily and rolled your eyes, inspecting the banged up case. You frowned at the handle that was still connected to the briefcase by sheer luck alone – and by a very thin string of the material that held it together.

“Did it go up in flames again this time?” you asked, barely looking up from the burnt spots on the case.

Five tried his very best not to look guilty as he shook his head. “No.”

You lowered the briefcase and stared at him with raised eyebrows, an expression Five knew very well after all these years.

“I didn’t do anything!” he tried, but when it came to the tech you developed, you were ruthless. No matter how much of a kind person you were outside of the Commission – nobody messed with your technology.

Except for Five, who was notorious for always returning from missions with briefcases or weapons that were either completely broken, or almost irreversibly damaged.

Five crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the briefcase. There was just something about that expression on your face that made him feel like he was being scolded. It brought back memories from his childhood that he tried to ignore.

“Listen,” he started again, “I don’t know what happened. The stupid thing went up in flames as soon as I was back here! I don’t know why!”

Five didn’t tell you that, after a mission, there was nothing better than seeing your face and hearing your voice. Nothing calmed the boiling blood in his veins like when you hugged him close, whispering soothing words into his ear. Most of the time he didn’t even understand what you were saying, but the tone in your voice was enough.

If he had to damage Commission tech so he could see you, well… It was only a small price to pay.

But he would never tell you that, he knew better.

You kept staring at him for a moment longer, and something in your face told Five that maybe you already knew. You lowered your eyes to the briefcase in your hands without another word, a heavy sigh escaping your mouth. Your fingers followed the dents in the material, especially the scorch marks.

You shook your head and turned back to Five.

“At some point you’ll get into serious trouble with the Handler, I swear.”

But the words didn’t hold much anger, and your lips were twitching as you tried your best to hide your smile.

Five nodded, fighting a grin of his own. You rolled your eyes and stood properly, lifting the hand that held the briefcase.

“You’ll get this back in a few days. The damage is even worse than last time – and I have to say, I didn’t think that was even possible.”

Five opened his mouth to respond, but you shook your head.

“Handler wants to see you by the way, she came looking for you earlier.”

With that, you left, grumbling under your breath about expensive technology.

Five followed you with his eyes until you disappeared through the doorway. Once you were out of sight, he allowed himself a small smile.

Five ignored the Handler’s request to meet him for as long as he could. It wasn’t entirely on purpose – even though he really didn’t want to talk to the Handler as long as he could avoid it. He was also just really busy, being assigned mission after mission, and he couldn’t do much against that despite the many orders he received from the Handler’s office.

There came a time though where Five couldn’t deny the requests any longer. Handler had become impatient, and her meeting “requests” started to sound more and more like an order.

That was why Five found himself sitting in the Handler’s office at her desk, a cup of coffee in front of him.

She did make good coffee.

“So, Five…,” Handler continued the conversation after taking a long sip from her own cup, “I hereby give you the order for an assassination.”

Five hummed in response, waiting for her to continue.

The Handler set down her coffee cup and handed him the file he’d need. It held all the necessary information on the target as well as how the hit would be executed. Five took it without another word, reaching for his cup again – and promptly grasping into thin air as he read the name of his target.

John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

“You got to be fucking kidding me…”

The Handler didn’t consider his remark worthy of a response, since she didn’t react to it at all.

Five skimmed through the pages, his disbelief growing continuously. He was really supposed to shoot JFK. And he knew a lot of the people who were supposed to help him do it, too.

“Why–” Five started, raising his head from the list of names to look at the Handler.

She held up a hand to interrupt him.

“I know what you just read. And yes, I want Y/n to join you! She’ll be an excellent addition to the team, don’t you think?”

Handler looked at him with her crocodile smile, that expression of a wild cat playing with its food. Five had a feeling she’d done this on purpose, choosing Y/n as part of the team, maybe because he’d ignored her for so long.

“Y/n is very skilled,” He admitted, because it was true, you were. But he’d much rather known you safe inside the Commission than out on the field, where you were in constant danger and he wouldn’t be able to protect you the whole time.

The Handler still had that crocodile smile on her face when she rose from her chair, the usual sign that the meeting was over. She turned towards her bookcase, running her fingers over a few spines as if contemplating something.

“See, I knew we’d agree it’s the best choice. I wish you the best, Number Five.”

And with those words echoing behind him, Five was led out of the office.

The streets were filled with people, cheering, screaming. Music was playing from somewhere, and the smell of cigarettes hung in the air.

Five pulled a face. He hated the noise and the people – just people in general, really. Especially when he had a hit to execute, a hit as important as this particular one. It was too much – too many liabilities, too many factors for possible complications. The risk of something to go wrong because of a single person was already–

“Five.”

Five looked up, right at you. You had that soft look on your face again. The sight of you alone was enough to quiet down the rambling voice in Five’s head, the one that usually wouldn’t stop reminding him of so many risks.

Five shot you a quick smile. “I’m okay,” He reassured you.

Your eyebrows knitted together into a frown – you didn’t believe him. It didn’t surprise Five, you simply knew him too well. You’d been able to read him like a book from the start.

There was no more time to argue when the signal came that the operation was about to start. Five grabbed his gun, reloading it. The movement was so familiar by now, he did it without even thinking.

“Let’s go, fuckers!”

You snickered behind him, and Five’s lips twitched for a second, before he got into position and set up the gun. Locked on target. He focused on the oncoming car, still far away but in shooting range – at least for him.

Five took a deep breath. In. Out. In.

People were throwing some flowers into the air, or confetti. They weren’t important. All that mattered was the target, who would be at the right spot in 3, 2, 1…

Five pulled the trigger.

Kennedy collapsed in the car, his head lolling about – dead.

The first screams echoed up from the street when Five set down the gun.

Target executed – flawlessly, as usual.

He turned around and looked over at you instantly, wanting to make sure you were alright, even though, realistically, you weren’t in danger.

Not yet at least. One could never be too careful.

You gave him a tiny, encouraging smile, but your eyes told a different story. There was a tiny crease between your eyebrows. You’d grown up with the tales of JFK’s assassination after all, and knowing now who had really been responsible – knowing you, personally, had played a part in it – was certainly strange. Five couldn’t deny he felt weird about it himself.

Your eyes softened a little bit when he leaned forward and reached out to hold your hand, swiping his thumb over your skin tenderly.

“I’m okay,” You whispered, taking a deep breath as you spoke. Five could tell you were fighting for composure. He hoped that whatever comfort he could provide was helpful.

The crowd below had dissolved into panicked screaming by the time the group of agents was packing up their equipment. People were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It was pandemonium, but was that really a surprise?

Five reached for your hand and laced your fingers together, squeezing once. You gave a squeeze back despite not looking at him – you were watching over the other agents like a hawk, as if to make sure no equipment was damaged. There was a lot of expensive technology involved after all.

And yet, all it had taken to execute the mission was one man with a shotgun.

Five exhaled from deep in his chest when it was finally over. The first agents disappeared in bursts of blue light, not seeming deterred by the chaos on the street below in the slightest.

When the two of you were the only ones left, Five turned to you.

“Are we really doing this?”

You didn’t respond for a long time, and Five was about to open his mouth and tell you it was okay, that he could wait until you were ready, when you nodded once. A very small and unsure nod.

Five waited, giving you time to maybe change your mind. When you didn’t say anything like that, even after what was probably a minute of silence, he nodded and led you to a different area. It was still secluded, but a little bit more open, with trees and bushes hiding you from view.

It had taken years – decades – of calculations, but Five had finally figured out a way to return to his time.

He’d spent weeks after the discovery in deep thought, pondering if he should tell you or not. After all, he had somehow ripped you from your own time against your will all those years ago. He didn’t want to take this new time from you as well, should you choose to stay here.

You’d been shocked when Five finally gathered the courage to tell you. But you decided rather quickly that you’d come with him, no matter what would happen. He’d hugged you close again, just like on your wedding day, and had sworn to himself he would never let you go. No matter what happened.

“You need to help me with this one. I know the numbers, but if I get stuck you’ll need to tell me what comes next.” Five stated, pulling out the calculations. He glanced up from the paper to see your reaction.

You nodded, this time with more certainty than before.

Five’s eyes flew over the numbers one last time before he handed you the book and took a shaky breath.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes,” you responded, your voice strong and without doubt.

Warmth filled Five’s chest. You trusted him so much. Even after all those years, it surprised him sometimes. How much you really cared about him.

Five clenched his hands into fists, concentrating on the numbers he’d memorized. Blue light flickered around his fists, so he tried harder, and harder, until finally a flash of light almost blinded him.

The portal was weak, a lot weaker than it was supposed to be. Five stared at his creation, ice running through his veins the longer he looked at the portal.

It wouldn’t be strong enough to carry both of you…

Five met your eyes over the portal’s rim. Your excited smile slipped when you looked at him, then at the portal, and back at him. Realization had dawned on you, he could see it in your eyes.

“It isn’t strong enough for both of us.”

Five said it anyway, his throat constricting as he did. His knees were turning into jelly the longer he looked at the portal, realizing the consequences.

Only one of you would be able to go through. He’d lose you either way, and with you maybe also the possibility to ever see his family again. But you could also return to yours, make amends and explain why you’d never come home on that winter day 45 years ago…

Five took a deep breath, then made a decision. “You go through.”

Your beautiful eyes were wide with shock when you looked at him over the portal’s edge.

“What?? No! You need to get back to your family!”

Five growled in frustration. Did you think this was easy for him? He wanted to see his family again, he’d been plagued by nightmares every night to this day of them dying, and him unable to do anything. He had searched desperately for 45 years to find a way to see them again.

But Five loved you. And he’d find another way to return to his time, see his family and hopefully even find you again.

He would do anything to make sure you were safe and happy.

“You got stuck here because of me. I won’t take the choice away from you this time. Go!”

You didn’t listen. Instead, you shook your head, those eyes he loved so much filled with certainty despite the tears running down your cheeks.

“No.”

Five cursed under his breath. Why was this the time you decided to be stubborn?

“Y/n–“

You shook your head, interrupting him.

“No! Listen, you’ve waited for this moment for 45 years. You need to get back to your family. I–” Your voice cracked, shaking so much from the tears that you could barely get the words out. “I’d rather stay here knowing– knowing you’ve made it back home, than to– than be in my time knowing I took that chance away from you.”

You were openly sobbing now, tears streaming down your face.

The portal cracked and sizzled. It wouldn’t hold much longer…

A decision had to be made.

Five fought for control over his emotions, but in the end, he started crying as well, a pained sob clawing its way up from deep inside his chest.

“I love you!” He called over the noise of the portal, almost choking on the words.

You let out a sob, nodding your head in response. “I love you too…”

With a last look at your tearstained face, Five jumped through the portal.

 He’d expected the weird pull in his lower belly like always when he jumped in time. He hadn’t expected the bone numbing pain that wrecked his body, or the hot flash up his spine that blinded him for a moment.

With a painful thud, Five landed on wet, hard ground. He mumbled a harsh curse, wiping away the tears on his face roughly. His body hurt from the jump and the fall, but it couldn’t compare to the pain in his chest from knowing he’d never see you again.

“Five??”

Five’s head shot up.

And there they were, his siblings – but older than when he’d left them all those years ago. They all looked just like they had on that terrible day where he’d jumped into the future and found them all dead. The day the world ended.

The same day that had also brought you into his life.

“Little Number Five…” Klaus looked at him in disbelief, a cigarette dangling forgotten from his hand. Five couldn’t believe he’d actually missed his idiotic brother.

The words registered. He looked down, seeing that his clothes were a couple sizes too wide, and his feet barely fit into the big shoes he’d been wearing without issues until now.

“Shit…”

Five grumbled a few more curses under his breath. He tried to walk without falling on his face in the clothes that didn’t fit his 13-year-old body.

The crack of thunder echoed behind him.

Five turned around, frowning in confusion, when another portal opened up in the sky, this one a lot stronger than the one he’d used. Through the sizzling, whirling light he could see you, your body being wrecked by the same force that had almost split his brain in half upon arrival.

You landed face first in the wet leaves.

“Y/n!”

Five hurried towards you, stumbling over the pant legs that were way too long for him. He let himself fall to the ground next to you, not caring about the wet floor that soaked his clothes and left him shivering in the cold air.

“Y/n! Hey love, look at me! We made it…”

You blinked your eyes open, and they widened instantly as you saw his face – the face of the boy who had brought you into the future all those years ago.

“Am I dreaming?”

Five choked out a laugh. He cradled your face in his hands as you slowly sat up, a lump in his throat. Relief washed over him like a wave, so intense that, hadn’t he been kneeling, his legs would’ve given out beneath him.

Your eyes flitted over his young face in confusion, then around the garden.

“Am I dead?”

Five let out another laugh. It was the first real, happy laugh in a while.

“No, love, you made it! We made it!”

Your eyes were wide when you looked at him, and Five just pulled you into a kiss before wrapping his arms around you and hugging you close. He’d never let you go ever again, he swore it.

You buried your face in his neck, clinging to him like your life depended on it. Your body had grown young again, but your scent was still the same, and so was the way your hands wrapped around the back of his neck and pulled him close when he let go to kiss you again.

Someone loudly cleared their throat somewhere in the background.

Five turned away from you, back to his family who were standing there, staring at them in shock and confusion.

“Everyone, this is Y/n!”

You gave a shy wave while you stood up, then wrapped your arm around yourself to keep the shirt pressed against your now young body.

Five handed you his way too big jacket so you could cover yourself. Then he grabbed your free hand, pulling you past his confused siblings and into the mansion. He’d explain everything later… probably.

“Let’s go save the damn world!”

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[in-tua-deep]

SO i watched the old guard and loved it and i have a habit of combining things i love and it’s 1am and i can’t get to sleep until i purge this from my brain i think SO consider this 

Five jumps in time into the apocalypse and - he dies. Of course he dies. Maybe it’s the time jump itself, managing to rip himself apart because he tried too much too soon. Maybe it’s the apocalypse itself that kills him. Regardless, he dies.

And then he wakes up. And he’s fine. And he continues on.

Except - he has weird dreams. He dreams of - of all these people? He dreams that they’re in the apocalypse as well. It’s weird. He would brush it off but, well, he keeps dreaming of them. Again. And again. And again. 

(He likes dreaming of them, honestly. When he doesn’t dream of them he dreams of ash and fire and his siblings dead and decaying and wailing at him for failing them.)

He continues to live in the apocalypse and years pass and - he’s not getting older. He cuts his leg open on some rocks, and it heals way too quickly. All of his injuries are like that, actually. 

(He spends a whole week starving to death over and over again once. It isn’t pretty. He doesn’t even know he’s dying.)

Eventually he comes to a conclusion - his time jump fucked him up. He’s in a permanent... stasis? Sort of? He keeps continuously returning to the state he was when he jumped through time, including his body now? Rejecting injuries? Presumably because he wasn’t injured when he jumped?

It makes sense to Five, shhh.

And then he gets picked up by the commission. and then he doesn’t shoot JFK. and then he goes home.

(He keeps dreaming about His People. They aren’t in the apocalypse when he isn’t, which is nice. They’re probably some weird manifestation of his subconscious, considering his brain keeps casting them as people during the time periods he’s visiting)

Now I know what you’re thinking - Five is dreaming about these glorious weirdos in the apocalypse, obviously they would try to find him because they’re dreaming about him as well, right?

See, the thing is this: Andy doesn’t remember the exact date she first had a dream about The Boy. 

(The Boy definitely deserved the capital letters, because he’s the weirdest enigma that they never solved.)

But she remembers her and Quynh being horrified because - the next immortal was a child? They freaked out about it and tried to write everything down they could remember to help them hunt the kid down.

And they tried - they did! for a whole three days! except after those three days the dreams just - stopped. cold. nothing new.

This was, of course, super super confusing. And maybe they would have written it off as a shared hallucination if it didn’t keep happening.

There’s no pattern to when they dream of the kid. It just happens. Sometimes a few times in a year. Sometimes there’s decades or centuries between dreams. The first time Nicky and Joe dream of him, Andy has to sit them down and explain that no, don’t worry about it. Yes she knows that it’s a child. No, he’s not a new immortal. They’ll stop dreaming about him in a few days, a week tops, it’s fine. No, she doesn’t know What The Fuck That Is About.

By the time Nile joins the team it’s sort of a weird inside joke. There’s longstanding bets about when the boy will pop up in their dreams again. It’s fine. Okay, so it’s weird, but their lives are already so goddamn weird.

(So imagine the old guard fresh in the apocalypse, no human life on earth. they’re dreaming about the boy again, and the only weird thing now is the consistency of it. maybe they’re in europe or something, but most of the planes have been destroyed in whatever-the-fuck took out the population of the whole ass world. it might have taken years to literally find and dig each other out of the rubble. yeah it’s weird the boy is not a frequent dream thing, but it’s not like it’s urgent.)

Anyway, Five jumps into his family’s courtyard and stumbles out, and eats and peanut butter and jelly sandwich, avoids questions about his age by rambling about quantum versions of himself, and goes to Griddy’s where he ends up getting attacked by commission goons and having to walk home barefoot because he had to ditch his shoes

(The Commission couldn’t put a tracker in his arm. His body kept rejecting them somehow, thanks to his... weird temporal nonsense. The Handler kept promising him that they’d find a way to fix him or whatever, but they never did. Assholes.)

Now, the Old Guard squad go to sleep and, thank you, start dreaming of Five in all his somewhat feral glory.

They bolt awake and - “You guys owes me so much money.” Nicky crows victoriously, because he totally won the pot on the next kid dream year, thank you very much.

And any other time that would be the end of it, because they’re used to these fleeting dreams of the boy.

Except Nile exists now. And of course she’s like, we have to find this kid.

Of course the others try to explain to her - except Nile points out a very important fact: it might have taken weeks or months or years to find other immortals back in the day due to travel times and lack of information and all that. But it’s 2019 baby. They have the internet and very fast plane travel. Did you have that when Booker was a baby immortal? no. it took them like, a day to go hunt Nile down though.

“You say you dream about him for a few days or a week or whatever.” Nile points out to the group’s dawning realization, “Well we have the power to get to him in a few days. So we can find him.”

“If we find him then we can never bet on him again though.” Booker points out, and Nicky who is in the process of gloating about his latest win (Nicky has won three times in a row motherfuckers) looks a bit crestfallen. Andy, on the other hand, just looks determined.

“Get off your asses.” Nile says firmly, spinning her laptop around and showing them the one (1) result for a “Griddy’s Diner” that she found that matches whatever the fuck the dream showed her, “We’re going to America.”

“Again?” Nicky complains, “I thought we swore to not go to America again for at least a century.”

(Until Nile’s family definitely dies, they don’t say.)

So they all begrudgingly go to America, during which time Five manages to get called potentially insane by his favorite sister, not get any sleep, bribe his brother to investigate an eye that doesn’t exist, and mourn losing his one lead to who the fuck started the apocalypse.

I don’t think Five or the og squad were expecting to actually meet.

But they’re hunting Five down and looking around and Five is pondering his next move and then just - across the street, their eyes meet.

“YOU.” The OG squad bellows, because Five has been a goddamn mystery for literally thousands of years.

“Me?” Five says, very confused, like someone who has definitely had trauma induced hallucinations and flashbacks whose dream characters decided to show up on the street outside his house for some reason.

And they go over to Five, and Five is like “wow what a weird hallucination to be having, maybe if i ignore it it’ll go away because that’s a healthy mindset to have (:”

and then one of them touches him and just - 

Five lashes out. It’s instinctive. He has a knife and he just - stabs. Automatically. and his dream person winces and steps back and - 

(He stabbed his dream person. Hallucinations don’t touch him they’re not supposed to touch him and they can’t be stabbed what - )

And then the dream person heals before his eyes.

“I probably deserved that.” Booker muses, grimacing at the hole in his new shirt thank you very much.

“You’re not real.” Five says a little too loudly and a little too insistently to sound at all convincing as he takes a step backwards.

“I’m not real? You’re not real!” Nicky butts in, slightly offended, “You’re the one that keeps - keeps vanishing!”

“Oh my god why are you all disasters.” Nile mourns putting her face in her palms as though she can block out her new weird family by sheer force of will.

“Hey, remember when you died?” Andy offers with a shrug which just makes Nile groan louder. “What’s that about? I’m not even shooting him this time.”

“You can’t shoot him, he’s a baby.” Joe gasps, gesturing towards Five’s thirteen-year-old self.

“I’m not a baby!” Five snaps, bristling on autopilot because the rest of his brain function is stuck on a repeat of “what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck”

“Baby boy. Baby.” Nicky backs his husband up, leaning against Joe and smirking.

“Am not!” Five growls, “And give me my knife back!”

“Finder’s keepers.” Booker says nonchalantly, spinning said knife in his fingers, “If you didn’t want me to have it then you shouldn’t have stabbed me with it.”

“It’s my brother’s knife, you can’t have it.” Five argues.

“Booker.” Andy says firmly, making Booker shrink a little like a scolded child, “Give the kid the knife back. How would you feel if I took your gun?”

“You wouldn’t take my gun.” Booker mutters, handing an increasingly confused Five the knife back, “I would simply shoot you.”

“Ooh,” Nicky snickers, “Fight! Fight! Fight!”

“Don’t encourage them.” Joe says, nudging at Nicky. Which would be fine if he hadn’t added in a slightly lower tone that they could all still hear, “Fifty on Andy.”

“That’s a sucker’s bet, my love.” Nicky laughs, pressing a kiss to Joe’s cheek.

There’s a beat of silence.

“No offense, but what the fuck is going on.” Five states rather than asks, clutching his slightly stolen knife (Diego didn’t even notice when he’s snagged it which honestly means he didn’t deserve to keep the weapon) tight to his chest. “Are you guys... with the Commission?”

“What the fuck is the Commission?” Joe does not whisper to Booker, who is supposed to be the research guy but he just shrugs because he’s useless.

Anyway that’s how the whole Old Guard squad winds up in Reginald Hargreeves creepy ass mansion trying to explain to an increasingly erratic immortal child that, yeah, he’s a little bit immortal. No it doesn’t have anything to do with his powers (powers?? powers??????? what the fuck i mean yes their lives are already so goddamn weird but there is a line and Booker draws it at teleportation what the fuck). 

What’s this about an apocalypse?

(When they asked Five for his age, they were not expecting a curt ‘fifty-eight, probably’. Yes they are now aware there is funky time travel involved - which honestly explains so much about the frequently vanishing immortal - but still. 

He looks baby but also he is baby. He’s younger than Booker!! Not even a century! They have two whole babies on the immortal squad !!)

“The world is going to end on April 1st.” Five explains, looking deeply uncomfortable. And afraid. 

(And young. So very terribly young. He’s been thirteen-years-old for a long time. If these people are right - he’s going to remain thirteen until his immortality, what, wears off? Which could be literally thousands of years in the future?

He has family god damnit. He doesn’t want to outlive them. He just - he just wanted to see them again. To save them.)

And honestly why not. Five has already demonstrated teleportation. Time travel does explain his random popping into their lives via dreams. Why not? And let’s be real, they have way much more to lose by not believing him than believing him.

“Alright let’s stop an apocalypse.” Andy says, clapping her hands together.

“You’re going to help?” Five asks in a small voice, because he had sort of resigned himself to going at it alone.

“Give me the number for the eye.” Nile says kindly, “We have someone we could contact about that sort of thing, or at the very least who can keep an eye out for when it is manufactured and let us know.”

(RIP Copley when he realizes he has to deal with anything involving the Umbrella Academy. I am sure they were a very deep thorn in the governments side for a long time tbh)

“Who The Fuck Are All These People In Our Living Room.” Luther asks, Very Loudly, with Allison close behind.

And yeah. No one really knows how the fuck to answer that, let’s be real. What are they supposed to say? Hey, sorry for crashing, we’re here to lowkey kidnap your newly re-found brother because surprise! he’s immortal! Because that would go over so well.

Anyway, so the Old Guard squad are just there like,, trying to teach Five about his newfound immortality (at least he’s got good at the whole “fuck cameras” thing during his stint in the commission, though admittedly there were plenty of mission from pre-camera times. ah, the age before technology.) and also adopt him? because being immortal means family and family means no one gets left behind (or forgotten, hello Quynh)

(okay yeah they tried to put Booker in time out that one time but after a few years they were just sad and everyone was texting him anyway so now it’s just something they bring up at every opportunity. Joe wants the first turn in the bathroom? Booker, you betrayed him. He was a lab rat, Booker. And on and on until Booker throws up his hands and gives in. Yes, fine, you can have the bathroom first.)

And the Umbrella Academy usually would leave Five to his own devices but... look. Five might have vanished for seventeen years or whatever but he’s still their brother and they can be surprisingly territorial.

At least some people are getting along like a house on fire.

(“You were a crusader?” Klaus asks with wide eyes, “How does that even work?”

“What, being gay?” Nicky asks, tilting his head, “It’s fine. I have a permit.”

“A permit.”

“Mmhmm. From the Pope and everything.”

“I kind of want to be you when I grow up.”)

I can’t tell if things would go more smoothly or if the fuck ups would be even more epic in proportion. On the bright side, the apocalypse probably wouldn’t happen because Andy and Nile immediately clock Leonard-Harold’s serial killer vibes.

(Leonard realizes they’re onto him and tries to kill them which is a big mistake lmao, bye bye Leonard)

It probably ends up in an all out war against the Commission honestly, and the OG squad and the Umbrella Academy teaming up to destroy it.

(“How is this even going to work?” Allison asks at one point, gesturing at Five and the old guard.

“Shared custody?” Joe suggests brightly before doubling over because Five has pointy elbows and is not afraid to use them.)

Andy and Five probably go feral together at one point and it sure is something to behold. 

“Now that is a kid who understand what a signal is.” Booker admires after a particularly large explosion happens. Nile just nods along because yeah. 

(“How come you guys get to call Five a kid without being stabbed?” Klaus complains.

“He isn’t even a century old. I’m 250 and I was the youngest until Nile popped up.” Booker shrugs.

“We’re in our 950s.” Nicky says, “If little Cinque does not want to be called a kid he should have been born earlier.”

“How old is hot axe woman?” Klaus asks, absolutely enraptured.

They OG squad all exchange a look and just collectively shrug, “Old as balls.”

“Besides,” Booker says dismissively, “What’s he going to do about it? Kill us?”

and that ends that conversation)

(They also don’t discuss how young Five is. How young he was when he died. How that’s going to effect him all his life. How he’s going to be old in years, but he’s always going to be thirteen in the same way that Nile is stuck in her 20s. Sometimes it seems like the immortals are getting younger and younger in age and... it sucks.)

anyway just. Old Guard and Umbrella Academy shenanigans as they stop the apocalypse and try to look after the semi-feral teenager they have been saddled with and figure out what comes next

#far tua long #long post #tog/tua crossover #and then klaus died and wakes up and andy throws her hand up #'THREE? IN LIKE ONE DECADE?' she demands #STOP BEING IMMORTAL #quynh arrives and she and five probably get along like a house on fire tbh #five: yeah being horrifically alone and somewhat frequently dying kind of sucked now that i think about it #quynh: hmm. my child now. #granted quynh's experience was like. horrifically worse? in it's own way? #five's was nothing to sneeze at but daMN QUYNH #who knows maybe the umbrella academy are who finds quynh #they have money #why not go on a captain america esque search for a random immortal in the ocean #they found steve rogers eventually they might as well find quynh amiright #five wants to stay with him family but also like #his family aren't exactly road tripping together and singing songs around the fireplace #they have their own lives #nicky holding up five: bastard #nile: NO #joe: bastard baby. brat boy. #nile: NOO #the old guard are a disaster family and you can pry that from my cold dead hands #anyway it's 1am so have this #andy: hey copley we have a new immortal for you to erase the tracks of #booker wants to be relieved he is DEFINITELY no longer that baby of the family with TWO whole babier immortals #but let's be real he still totally is #joe: FIVE never betrayed us #booker: five would literally sell you to satan for one cornchip #booker: please stop bringing that up at every opportunity

[pretend-writer]

Someday, I Will Understand (Diego Hargreeves x reader)

Summary: With a decision that can change her whole life, Y/N struggles with whether or not she should stay or leave. 

Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x reader

Title Reference: (Someday) I Will Understand x Britney Spears

Word Count: 1.7k words

Warning: angst afff

Note: Different POV from the oneshot, How Am I Supposed To Live Without You

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Y/N's pov;

'I want you to come with me'

That was the message I got from Nate, my ex boyfriend from college. I froze into place when I read it, continuing to stare at my screen and playing that message in my head over and over again.

We've ended in good terms, we broke up because of the fact that we had different paths for our future. When he came back in town a few months ago, we started to keep in touch again.

I didn't know if there was something between me and Nate. Every time I'd imagine Nate and I together, Diego would pop up in the picture. I've never thought Diego would be someone that would influence my life so much, turns out I loved him more than I thought.

That was the reason why I hesitated to get back with Nate in the first place. I kept him waiting because I wasn't so sure about my feelings for Diego. But now that he asked me to follow him across the country, I didn't know what to do.

My whole life was here, this was where my home was. I never thought of leaving because I thought I'd stay here forever. I didn't even think of the possibility of living outside of this place.

I never thought of my life away from Diego

He had been my best friend since I've met him after high school, meeting him at a club downtown one night when my friends and I went out. Diego and I weren't in the mood to go up to dance so instead, we left our friends and just talked all night. That was when our friendship start to flourish.

We started hanging out non-stop. Even when I left for college, he always came to visit me and I'd go and see him as well. Diego became the person I would go to for everything, despite me having a boyfriend throughout college.

Diego was there for me when I had issues with my family, the times when I was stressed from work and even when I had to rant to him about Nate. He was my emotional support system and I loved that he was welcoming whenever I needed him.

My mind and my heart wasn't fully sure how I felt about Diego yet, but he was the reason why I still needed to stay. All I knew was that I needed a sign to tell me I shouldn’t leave.

'What's on your mind?'

Diego asked me one day, it sounded a little bit aggressive but worried. It caught me off guard mostly because I was so distracted. I've been lost in my thoughts that I forgot where I was. 'Ah, nothing Diego.'

'It doesn't seem like nothing.' I knew I couldn't lie to him, he knew all my ups and downs. It was stupid of me to hide this from him, knowing that I needed him to help me now more than ever.

But I couldn't tell him. At least not yet.

I was confused, didn't know what to do at all. I wasn't sure what my true desire was, my intuition told me to do what made me happy but what was that really?

Nate and Diego both made me happy, have the best memories and years with the both of them. How was I supposed to choose which path to take?

One day I decided to talk to Luther. He was in the mansion when I waited for Diego to come home, figured that if I needed to talk to someone, he’d be someone I wouldn’t mind speaking to. Hesitantly, I told him my situation since I needed another set of opinion that wouldn't be a bias choice.

I knew that Diego's choice would've been for me to stay, I knew that he'd stop me from going. I also didn't want him to know the real reason why I would've considered to stay which was because of how I had some confusing feelings for him.

'Maybe you being hesitant to leave here and Diego is a sign that you should stay.' Luther had made a comment which did make sense. If I really was determined to leave with Nate, I would've left in a heartbeat, no questions asked.

'I'd want you to stay Y/N but whatever decision you make, I support you 100%.' I was glad I went to Luther to talk about this. He didn't judge me at all and understood why I was confused in this decision making. He also understood why I couldn't tell Diego and even promised me to not tell him.

After thinking thoroughly for days about rejecting Nate's offer and deciding to stay instead, I visited Diego to tell him the truth about what was happening the last few weeks. I knew that he had been curious this whole time and he deserved to know the truth.

Diego then started to act different, he was angry and upset about something. Even if I asked him what was wrong, he'd immediately shut me down and wouldn't let me help him.

Whenever something was overwhelming him, he'd always start acting childish and that was exactly what he was doing. I wasn't sure what the reason was but something was definitely up.

I'd ask him if the reason why he was upset was because of me. Diego would say that it wasn't although it seemed that every time I would come to visit him, he would throw a fit or be in a bad mood.

His anger slowly projected on me, making me frustrated as well. All I wanted was to tell him that I chose him, hoping that things would go back how it used to be or even better. But it wasn't working.

I'd started to talk back to him, yell and argue with him whenever I'd see him. We'd never fought like this before, we've never even had a disagreement about anything. This was all new territory for the both of us and things just got even worse.

'Why are you acting this way? You know how much I hate it when you turn nasty like this. For no reason too, or at least you say there isn't one.' I shouted at him, I've never raised my voice like this and it was more frustrating that Diego was aggravating me. 

Diego never had made me this upset. It hurt that he was acting like this towards me. I hated the fact that he was hiding whatever was bothering him. All I wanted to do was help him from whatever pain he was feeling.

Even when trying to confront him, he wouldn't answer me properly. I knew there was something he wasn't telling me and I knew whatever it was, it was bothering him.

Eventually, I stopped going to his place. I couldn't deal with the stress nor did I have time to argue with Diego. The decision that I've made to stay was doubtful again and now I was back to square one.

'Maybe this was the real sign, I'm not supposed to stay here.' 

Luther had disagreed, trying to convince me to talk to Diego to set my mind straight. He figured that we just needed a little bit of space and now that we did have some time apart, we could’ve figured things out again. 

But my mind was clear as day, I felt as though I had to leave. It had been weeks since I've had seen Diego and months since we've had a decent conversation. We've never been away from each other this long but I had to do my own thing, move forward with my life and follow my own path.

'Diego doesn't want to talk to me, Luther. Whatever happened or whatever I've done to make him mad is getting to him. I don't think I can help him.'

Luther begged for me to stay or at least see Diego before I left. I knew that that would be a mistake; if I did go see him, I was going to get yelled at and we would argue again and I didn’t want that.

I didn't want to be in that emotional roller coaster again. Diego meant too much for me to get even angrier towards him and I didn't want to end up hating him. Besides, I couldn't do that to Nate. I've already asked him to wait until I made my decision, this would be too much of an inconvenience.

'Are you sure about this?' Luther asked, he seemed upset and I wasn't quite sure why. It wasn't as if me and him were great friends, I didn't think he'd miss me that much. Whatever it was, he really wanted me to change my mind.

'I'm not a 100% sure but I know I'm not meant to stay.' Diego was all I thought about as I said those words to Luther. Months of our broken relationship made me realize that maybe our bond wasn't as strong as I thought it was.

'What about Diego, Y/N?'

I bit my lip, stuffing in my last set og clothes I had in my room into my suitcase. It hurt that this may be the truth, but there was nothing I could do to change it. 'Diego doesn't want me here, Luther. There's nothing to it.'

It was great while it lasted, things were amazing with Diego. Maybe I've relied on him too much, he was my safety net for everything in my life. I've probably loved him more than I should've and possibly pulled him away from his life he could've led if it wasn't for me. Perhaps this was my time to let him go, let him become a great man that he was and go out in the world.

I wished nothing but the best for Diego, he deserved all the good things in life and more. I couldn't drag him down my life anymore and I knew that this was the best thing that could’ve happened to the both of us. 

Someday I hope that Diego will understand why I've made this decision. I hope he knew that wherever I may be, I'd always think of him and cherish all the great memories I had with him. In the end, I knew that he’d be great without me but I hope that I’ll forever be in his heart. 

#tua oneshot #the umbrella academy oneshot #diego hargreeves oneshot #diego hargreeves fic #tua fic #the umbrella academy fic #diego hargreeves x reader

[newvegascowboy]

writer tag!

tagged by @wishing4nuclearwinter! thanks!! i think this one is so fun 💖

tagging @just-another-wasteland-merc @trashkingnyx and @softforklave

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

12!

fallout 4 (6)

umbrella academy (4)

fallout new vegas (2)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

212,949 thousand words

3. What are you top 5 fics by kudos?

Ten Months, All fine in the here and now, the vilest earth, the certainty of separation, ink spots (the first 4 of those are my ua fics hjjsf)

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! i usually run out of things to say though and just say thanks to them all.

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

ummm i mean i don't like pure angst. a lot of my fics are fairly bittersweet. i think ten months probably has the angstiest ending but that's canon, so does it really count?

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

UM hm. probably we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces, which is just a little short fic about vera and danse uh. dancing.

7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i don't, im not a fan lol

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

i have not! i've been lucky i suppose

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

YEAH but im shy so i rarely post it LOL

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope! would be neat though

.12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I haven't! i like to have a lot of control over how and what i write so i cant imagine it would go well. i love to talk to people about writing though, and bouncing ideas off someone is always so nice!

13. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

mmmmmm for fallout i have no idea. there's so many good fallout ships and i can't pick one. however i was obsessed with klaus hargreeves/dave for like. two years. (i'll finish those fics eventually i swear)

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

ah hell. it's so hard to pick just one. probably my fo3 fic since i wrote it kind of just for me to explore a few scenes of charon and my lw

15. What are your writing strengths?

uhh i think i'm pretty good at writing dialogue! i like writing snark. and im good at making characters annoying yet lovable

16. What are you writing weaknesses?

HMMM i mean smut for sure since i hate being perceived and concrit on that would make me shrivel up and die of shame. i suck at transition scenes too. always agonize over those lmao.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i hate it and will avoid it as much as i can.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Hellboy! i was 13. i still have the og fic saved on a thumbdrive and a half rewritten version in my google docs. it's an old fave no matter how cringy it might've been when i was 13💖

19. What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

i have to say ten months simply because time spent on it and just the sheer size of it. I WILL finish i WILL, on god!!

#fallout #kal talks #tag meme #kal writes

[mieczyhale]

@itsallaboutcalum : “yeah i gotta say i agree. like. i love the show so much BECAUSE of the umbrella academy. the og seven mean the world to me. season two was okay. it could have been better in my opinion but i didn’t dislike it. the new season though………. i don’t want new characters. i want the focus to be on the original seven like please??? my gosh but they erased ben and i’m kinda irked by it”

ALL OF THIS THOUGH

(okay further rambling thoughts on this below bc my reply got kinda outta hand sdk;lsd)

.

 i’m so glad i’m not the only person with these takes bc honestly it was really starting to feel like it. everyone else seems SO excited about the sparrows and i just.. could not care less if i tried. the only new character they brought in for s2 that i felt worked really well, and that i loved, was ray (and carmichael, but he at least exists in the comics. and they fucked him up anyway -  letting the handler eat him instead of five. a weird thing to be salty about maybe but here we are)

you add in too many characters and you lose track of the original, you stop giving them and their story lines the attention they deserve (s2, imo, proved that) and because of those things you’re more likely to forget what the characters are supposed to be like, and what made them lovable in the first place. s1 did so well for so many reasons but among them was: pacing, character introductions and development, creative story lines woven together in a way that brought everyone together seamlessly for the events of ep10. it never felt like one character was getting more attention than another, even with the apocalypse centered around vanya it never felt like she was the only main character.

s2, and maybe this is just me, but it really said “fuck everything from s1, and we’re mixing powers around, and this is about vanya, and another apocalypse that was unnecessary for the dallas story line, and we’re gonna take all the things people loved about s1 and kill it with fire including ben - simply for shock value and to bring in the sparrows but we could have had the sparrows without rekiling ben but oh well! - all the dysfunction and genuine humanity in the characters?? mostly gone. the fan fave, klaus?? here’s a comedic shell that looks like him. trauma who?? everyone is fixed!! oh and here’s the soundtrack! none of it means anything.” yknow. to list a few of my problems with it dont get me wrong! it had its good moments and stuff. but it wasn’t even remotely on the same level as the first season 

and i’m keeping my expectations for s3 dirt low right now because of it. s1 was so perfect of course my expectations for s2 were high. and then the trailer for s2 looked amazing but it was.. meh. just so upsettingly meh. im not going through that level of disappointment again lmao it took me quite awhile to convince myself it was actually good and that i loved it, so i wouldnt have to feel like i wasted my time and energy, but i simply Can Not anymore. not with the stuff they’ve posted about s3 so far. its just sparrow shit.

where are our babies?? our fucked up umbrella family?? give us more of the characters we know, love, and care about or get the fuck out of my face. you can’t like.. sideline your main characters for newbies and expect that to work out. if we dont get og hargreeves family content soon (GOOD og hargreeves family content) i can guarantee im gonna lose even more interest in tua. and i hate that! so much! bc s1 and the hargreeves live in my heart rent free, they’re so important and special to me, and it feels like s3 is gonna be the same as s2: a huge disservice to both the characters and the fans

#maison speaks #did i stay on track?? possibly not #but a bitch had some things to say #mytuaposts

[number5theboy]

for fun, what would be your top 5 hargreeves relationships/interactions to see more of in s3?

YES AN ASK THAT’S NOT EMOTIONAL DEVASTATING LET’S GOOOO.

Allison & Five

Five & Allison

Numbers Three and Five

The Rumour & The Boy

Have I mentioned Allison & Five already??

Okay, jokes aside, we deserve to see more of their dynamic, I really liked the few moments we got in Season 1, and they didn’t interact at all in Season 2!!! I just think they’d be the most kickass dynamic, I love the two of them so much and I just think putting them together would just be so entertaining. They’re both ruthless and caring, they are both rational and usually smart, and also the other siblings would not stand a chance under the combined teasing wits of Allison and Five, so it is my top priority relationship that I need to see in Season 3. But here are the 5 that follow and why I want to see them:

Luther & Klaus We only saw them together when Luther was intoxicated and hungover, I think we deserve to see them sober, also because their two chaotic energies deserve to play off each other. Also Tom Hopper and Robert Sheehan both have impeccable comedic timing and chemistry, and I just really want to see them have a storyline next season, I think Luther’s caring nature could really help Klaus with the pain of Ben’s loss/seeing his brother’s emo version right after losing him forever

Five & Ben & Vanya Okay it’s pretty much impossible for us to get this one with OG!Ben, but the high numbers will always be the dynamic that got away for me, I wish we could have seen them together, as kids, as adults, it doesn’t matter. I love Vanya’s relationship with Five and Ben individually, and I think they could have been the best friendship in the show, if we could have seen it.

Diego & Klaus & Luther / Vanya & Allison & Five Okay, this is just purely to indulge me, but listen. Imagine the pure chaos that would come from Klaus, Diego and Luther going off on their own. We already know Klaus and Diego are an ice-cream-truck-disaster-dynamic, and Luther and Diego are a firework that goes off backwards but is still pretty, I just need them all to bro it out and be beautiful messes together. And it comes in tandem with another dynamic I NEED to see, which is Five and his sisters. We already know that he is soft with Vanya, and from the little we’ve seen from Five and Allison, the two of them vibe, and Vanya and Allison are a dreamteam anyway, so I want to see them all together!! Five deserves to hang out with the other Hargreeves with braincells, and Alison and Vanya deserve to reconnect with him. Also they might take over the world in the process. Accidentally. Love my powerful favourite siblings.

Luther & Ben We barely know anything about their relationship!! Luther thought to ask Klaus about Ben’s opinion before they time-travelled, but that’s about it!! Did they like each other?? Did they not?? Please tell me, I want to know!!

Allison & Ben Okay, this one is only below Luther & Ben because we know that Allison misses Ben, meaning that she loved him, in some way, and he pranked her!! What was their relationship, how did she react to the pranks? Did they read together? Another dynamic I wish we knew more about.

Also, bonus round: Top Five Sibling Relationships That We Have Seen Before But Deserve To See More

Allison & Diego & Five: I LOVED their Scooby Gang excursion in Season 1, and the dynamic has so much: Allison and Five teasing Diego?? Allison and Diego snarking at Five?? Semi-functional shenanigans?? Love and care about each other??? Please I need them back. 

Diego & Allison: in the lead-up to Season 2, I put them down as my favourite familial dynamic. They’re awesome together, their relationship is the most sibling-y out of all the Hargreeves, in my opinion, and them fighting together?? Awesome, beautiful and also hot, can we have more of this?

Klaus & Diego: I think we all want their dumbassery back, and if I were in charge, I would add Luther for maximum chaos, as said before.

Five & Vanya: I feel like by this point it’s cliché to highlight their relationship, but I love it SO much. The entire thing about Five and Vanya is that it’s two people who are failing to reconnect with someone they used to love, but that someone has grown and changed now. Idk, in the first season, Five easily reconnected with his other siblings, and if it was only through sass, but Five and Vanya are quiet and sad and loving and gentle and I adore them so much.

Vanya & Luther & Diego: I liked their moments this season, but also Vanya had amnesia?? I’d love to see them with non-amnesiac Vanya, I think they could be SO much fun together.

Also bonus to the bonus: The Hargreeves Relationship Nobody But Me Wants To See More Of

Five and Reginald: Five’s relationship with Hargreeves is absolutely fascinating to me because it’s very different from all the other siblings’, especially after Season 2, so I’d love to see them together again

#why is magneto judging me from your icon tho #i feel very judged #sorry that i'm not a mutant mister lehnsherr sir #Replies #hacash

[aubrey-plaza]

✨ CONTENT CREATOR: 2020 Year in Review ✨

rules: answer the questions and then tag 10+ other creators to answer the questions!

tagged by the wonderful @arthurpendragonns @hollywoods @bicarols @daisylouisejohnson

first creation and most recent creation of 2020

this Dinah Lance edit was my first (a great start to my dinah lance lovin year)

and this Thor edit is my most recent

one of your favorite creations from 2020

this is SO hard to pick because I have so many but I think it would feel wrong to not pick something with Jurnee Smollett or Birds of Prey in it so I’ll have to go with this rainbow Dinah Lance set.

a creation you’re really proud of

this mad max: fury road set because it was my first (and imo still BEST) attempt at doing a colour set.

a new style you tried this year and a gifset that uses it

i tried SO many new things this year (like p much everything) but i recently started trying to figure out blending with gradient? which is??? amazing?? plus doing text on gifs and stuff. I’m having so much fun. This The Wilds / Shelby x Toni set has it all hehe

a creation that took you forever

it’s a toss up between my lovecraft country letitia lewis outfits set (in 10 episodes she had nearly 40 outfits whew) or this RECORD STORES IN FILM set (I watched about 23 movies to narrow down to 10 movies for 10 gifs)

your creation from 2020 that received the most notes

this absolute shitpost over on optional somehow got 51k notes????

a creation you think deserved more notes

this pitch perfect barden bellas one. I love these girls sm and put SO much effort into it.

a creation with a favorite scene/quote

this Shape of Water set where Eliza is signing. The quote and scene make me tear up on every single rewatch without fail

a new fandom you joined and a creation you made for it

DCEU! I’d never really been in the fandom, just the movie but I started giffing it this year and am loving it. my fave creation for it so far is this set from the trailer for Zack Snyder’s Justice League Cut

a creation you made that breaks your heart

this warrior nun/avatrice edit

a ‘simple’ creation that you really love

this Stick it set. it’s so simple but i love this movie sm and giffing it was pure self indulgence

a creation that was inspired by another one (add both your creation and the one that inspired it)

my Knives Out WHODUNIT/DONUT edit inspired by the amazing @arthurpendragonns

a favorite creation created by someone else

omg i have so many but here are my top 5:

disney rainbow set by @nyssalance (i’ve seen so many others that I’m guessing are based on this one but this OG one is STILL My favourite. I’m in awe of the time and dedication this must’ve taken plus it strikes such a melancholic and nostalgic feeling in me that i feel ready to race off and watch all my favourite disney films)

movie genre: women by @vivienvalentino (I just think that women—)

this jatp set by @lilshitwayne (like i don’t even go here but DAMN im SO impressed by this)

allison hargreeves powers by @yenvengerberg (HOW????? Like HOW do you even make a set like this?????)

pacrim by @redbelles (fave movie and the fuckin,,, typography? i wanna cry)

some of your favorite content creators from the year

@tonystarks @vicspedretti @daisylouisejohnson @jodiewhittakerr @hannahsgrose @hollywoods @cillianmurphy @annelisters @chris-evans @pedros-pascal @nora-reid @thewonderwoman @bladesrunner @timothyolyphant @chloezhao @juliedelpy @madeline-kahn @witch, everybody mentioned in text, and SO many more others!!!

a for good measure, another a couple more creations of yours that you love

this happiest season edit

this 6 degrees of lesbians in film set

this women in history as seen on lovecraft country set

#content creator year in review #i love you all #i will ahve for sure forgotten someone in favourite content creators #but i procrastinated so much #and wanted to get this up today so! #sorry if i left you out :( #k8*gif

[neuronary]

5 works tag game

Rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

tagged by @matuk-art (tysm ily b) and @ford-ye-fiji (ily2 but also fuck u because i was gonna tag u and then tumblr ate the draft before i could add hyperlinks ): )

1. Terrible Waffles

my galaxy-brain take for 2020 is that allison hargreeves is asexual. that’s it that’s the fic. on a more serious note, though, i thought i was asexual for like. a solid three years(?) because of comphet and during that time the ace community were amazingly accepting and supportive. all the asexuals i know in my real life and online are some of the most lovely and compassionate people i’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, and i associate those traits with allison, too. so. asexual allison. (also almond is my emotional support m/f couple with nebulously queer vibes and i Will be writing more fic of them.)

2. Sifu Azula

honestly this fic Took It Out Of Me when i was writing it. it’s definitely my most popular fic though and the comment section is something i revisit on the daily just for the confidence/serotonin boost.

3. End the War

this was very much an exercise in Not Giving A Shit because i struggle a lot with perfectionism and not adding to my first drafts at all because the words aren’t coming out absolutely perfect. looking back on it, i would definitely change a lot. i would have edited the hell out of that thing and/or never even posted it. but i did, and people really liked it, and i’m glad that i did because it’s made me a lot less self-conscious about maintaining a super high quality in the stuff i put out onto the internet.

4. this snippet from the upcoming tua community college au

unironically, i think the most fun i’ve had all year has been writing from all the insanely good prompts jade’s followers give her. some got published and others didn’t, but this one is definitely my favourite. it was so much fun writing in this au and as soon as my mental health is doing better i am going to write so much more for this.

and, of course,

5. the OG christophive/phive/TimeSquare/chives fanart

smalls and i have had an experience since s2 came out. it’s been a weird time, but it’s also been a fun one, and i’d like to think i got a friend out of all the craziness, so all’s well that ends well, eh?

tagging @muffinlance @captainkirkk @berry-muffin @alwaysamusedao3 @jcthro @onebaddyladdy @mychemicalxmen

#tag game