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pekoamv · 2 years

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Present Past And The future

Warning: curse words and season 3 spoilers!!

Sparrow Ben x Reader Part 1

Your powers and abilities include telekinesis, energy manipulation, and some form of neuroelectric interfacing that allows y/n to both read thoughts and also give your targets waking nightmares. (Just like Wanda’s powers (if you don’t know, she’s a Marvel character). (Before Y/N became Hargreeves she was Y/n Quinn) Length: 985 words

When the Umbrella Academy prepared for their fight with the Sparrow Academy, Y/N Comes inside the living room with a confused look and asks “Wtf is going on?!” A mysterious young man with many knifes all over his clothes calls your name. Jayme, Bens sister, replies by saying “she is Ben’s wife you perv”. That’s when things took an odd turn. Marcus turned around and he responded with “you got 30 seconds to leave or we’ll beat the shit out of you”. It seems like they were going to leave until the member with a hat faced towards Ben and you saying “you look way better alive Ben and Y/N, they’re in life and dead together isn’t that adorable’’. Ben replied to him by saying ‘’shut your mouth’’. Ben walked over to him and punched the guy in the face, which made the guy with the hat take a hit on the ground. At that moment a fight started between the Sparrow and the Umbrella.

‘’Hey you didn’t have to do that!’’ shouted the biggest one at Ben.

‘’Um yes he did” you responded facing him. It didn’t take long before everyone started to fight. Marcus was fighting the big one, Fei the pretty one, Christopher fought the man with the knifes, Ben and…the little kid? Alphonso, Sloane, Jayme and you watched Fei kick the pretty girls ass. Until she said something that made Fei freeze, that’s when Alphonso and you joined the fight.

‘’Hit me. C’mon, hit me in the face.’’ Alphonso said just before she hit him as hard as she could, the punch reverberating back to her face. Walking slowly towards her you kick her and before you could kick her again she disappears. When everyone had been thoroughly dealt with you meet back up with the others in the living, watching Marcus kick the big guy his ass.

‘’Thai food for dinner?’’ Fei asks to mixed opinions. ‘’What about fine Italian? They ask, annoyed at everyone’s indecisiveness. ‘’Marcus stop’’ you say. ‘’Not yet’’ Marcus responds and starts to finish the called out sibling of the big guy. Making Marcus look up let the big one go. Focusing on the one that escaped you go after him, hunting him like a cat and dog. Stopping to hear his footsteps you track down where he is.

‘’Where are you going?’’ you say standing about 5 feet away from him. ‘’we were just starting to have fun.’’ You said jokingly. ‘’Look I don’t want to hurt you Y/N. I mean we both know I could’’ he says laughing

‘’Oh fuck you’’ you say not taking your eyes off him as he tries to go around you. Circling him you reveal your knife. ‘’Nice knife too dangerous to play with though.’’ he says while walking to you. C’mon we both know this isn’t you, you were so kind sweet and wouldn’t dare to hurt a soul,’’ he gets closer, close enough to touch you. Becoming freaked out by what they all said about you and your husband being dead. Deciding that you won’t hurt him, and saying he should ‘’Go,’’ He runs to a different part of the house. Resuming where you were with the rest of your family, you stand over the person who distracted Marcus. Just as you were about to punch them, they sent a powerful blast that threw everyone backwards. Hitting your head on one of the many ornament things in the room. You started to see everything blurry. Ben is saying something to you but understand nothing and then drops to the floor.

‘’Y/n Past Before she became a Sparrow 2017 12 January”

Y/n just came in Toronto and Hamilton, Ontario, She always stayed at one place and decided it was nice to finally see the world.

She needed to go to the bank to take cash. Everything was peaceful until some robbers came with weapons. Y/n didn’t know about the Sparrows back then, she was scared and used her powers to make them all fall. The doors opened and Y/n and many other people ran for their life while the sparrows were being in shock. ‘’Wtf happened!’’ Ben said ‘’Idk let’s check the cameras.’’ Marcus responds. They watched the camera footage and were in surprised to see someone with such strong powers. ‘’Fei find her and lets go home’’ Marcus said. Jayme nods and replies with ‘’Maybe she is one of us? Marcus shrugs, ‘’Maybe let’s find out and make a plan at home.’’

“Did you find anything at the academy’’ asked Sloane. Fei shook her head. ‘’We are going to need a plan if we find her.’’ Ben said ‘’Let’s just talk to her before we do anything.’’ Ben nods his head you’re your direction ‘’oh fuck I hope no one saw that.’’ You said to yourself walking back and forth while being worried.

The next day Ben walks around the streets and sees you walk around like a lost puppy. ‘’Do you need help?’’ Ben asks while looking friendly at you. You looked up at him and nodded replying ‘’yea I’m kind of lost.’’. Ben puts his hand on your Shoulder, ‘’Well, where do you need to go?’’ he asks while looking around. ‘’I am actually looking for a clothing store, I need new clothes.’’ You responded shrugging while staring embarrassed at the floor. Ben grabs your hand and got your attention. ‘’I’m Ben, are you new in town’’?

This was part 1 I’m making part 2 right now please tell me if you like it and want more

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yurtletheturtlehenderson · 2 years

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Welp. I finished TUA with plenty of thoughts and feelings. But in a surprising development I should have seen coming; I am less bursting with ideas for The Stolen Umbrella currently than I am No Feet. The ideas are overflowing, babes 😏

#finished at 5 am last night and im honestly still processing lol #bUT LETS GO MY GHOSTIE LOVIES <3 #ben hargreeves x fem!reader #ben hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x fem!reader #diego hargreeves x reader #nf 👻#tsu ☂️#tua

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wtfakiiii · 5 months

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𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙉

||The umbrella academy x fem reader||

||Five Hargreeves x fem reader|| ===============================

Going over Y/ns ability, sunlight/solar manipulation. Y/n can use all aspects of the sun, starting from its intense heat, luminosity, mas/gravitational field, magnetic field, raw nuclear energy, reaction, etc.

Quick backstory, Five, and Y/n were best friends, but when Five time traveled, y/n went into a hot, burning coma.

That's all, hope you enjoy! :D

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It felt hot.

Uncomfortably hot. It's not the type of hot like a hot shower or a bubbling hot tub. No. The type of hot like when you burn your hand on a pot that's been on the stove for too long. Or the hot feeling you get in your stomach before you puke.That, but all over.

It felt tingly if I focused hard enough.

The pain would reduce then.

ꜰʟᴀꜱʜʙᴀᴄᴋ

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"Five, you're not serious, are you?" Y/n sat up against the wall of Five's room. The white paint slightly chips off. The girl looked up at the shrewd boy with concern. "Yes, actually, I do. I've thought long and hard about this." The boys cold eyes stay on the large green whiteboard in front of him. Math equations and science formulas lay on the whiteboard.

Y/n sighs, knowing that no matter her choice of words, he will not change his mind. This was something y/n admired about the boy. He held his opinions high, and his knowledge higher. But he always stood his ground.

It was exactly six o'clock. The only time the Hargreaves family felt somewhat of a real family. The only time that they were close, without training.

Y/n sat on the far right, farthest away from father, scarffing down her dinner. Five, on the other hand, hadn't touched his food at all. In fact, he hadn't even looked at his plate. His eyes were locked onto Father.

Y/ns eyes landed on Five. She knew exactly what he was thinking, and she didn't like it.

Y/ns face held concern for the boy.

#The umbrella academy #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves #the umbrella academy x reader #five hargreeves x fem reader #Klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #diego hargreeves

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silky-slinky · 2 years

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SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE !

FIVE HARGREEVES X FEM!READER PAIRING !

TW: MENTIONS OF DEATH AND REGINALD !

READ THE PART TWO HERE !

FIVE HARGREEVES MASTERLIST !

A/N: THIS TOOK TOO LONG TO WRITE, I ADMIT. ENJOY !

Five's eyes squinted at the sight of an old man in an iron lung while walking towards him taking a good look. Then it dawned on him, that the old man in an iron lung is him. “It can't be.” Uneasiness is evident in his voice.

Lila turned to look at the boy, “what's wrong?”

“It's me.” Jaw clenched at the sight of his older version.

After a moment passes, Lila laughs and throws her head back at what he said, seemingly not believing him. “No way.” She says in between laughs. “So this whole time you've been complaining about the commission and you're the one who founded it.” Thumb pointing at the younger and older version.

“Classic.” Her laugh ringing loudly in the closed and illuminated room.

With her laugh still echoing throughout the walls, he continued. “If I did, I have no memory of it.”

Lila ignored his words. “So I was thinking you were a maverick, but you're a company man, down to the bone.”

“I mean you-” she leaned back in laughter, “you literally cannot breathe without this place.” Gesturing to the room they were in.

Of course, Five ignored her remarks. “Something's not right.” Side-eyeing Lila. “I don't have paradox psychosis.”

“I could feel it outside, but in here, it's...” He gestured outside while looking around. “Nothing.”Their thoughts were quickly interrupted by a raspy voice coming from the older Five.

“Never were too bright, were we?” Sputtering out a few coughs. “The operations bunker is paradox-proof.” Taking a sharp inhale, hard to do so. “I constructed it as a panic room, in case of a collapse in the time continuum.”

“In this room, all permutations of yourself can exist.” His words end with a wheeze.

“You must be here because of a...” He took a sharp inhale. “Kugelblitz.”

“Is that like a cheese blintz?” Lila asks almost seriously.

Which Five was quick to reply. “It's German for ball of lightning.”

“It's an extra kinky kind of black hole.”

“The kind that can suck up entire timelines.” Lila catching onto what both were hinting at. “Bingo.” The older Five says.

“So, how do-” The younger Five starts before being interrupted yet again by the older one. He furrowed his eyebrows.

“How is Y/n?” The younger one softened his face at the mention of your name. A thing Lila noticed, a thing Lila would be pestering him about.

As the words left the older one's mouth, he can't help but think of the time he also asked about you in another completely different timeline.

“Just- promise me you won't freak out.” A wide grin on Luther's face.

As the older Five started to speak, he was quickly cut off by Luther. “No talking. Don't freak out. No freakouts.” He clarified once more as he leaned back to reveal the younger Five peeking from the pillar, looking uneasy as ever.

A few moments of staring at each other in bewilderment, the younger Five starts off by greeting him. “Hey there, stranger.”

The first sentence the older Five said to the younger one was, “Is Y/n okay?” Not even caring about how his younger self was standing right in front of him. Luther grinned in amusement, finding it amazing how even the wrinklier version of Five was still so in love with you.

There was no surprise the older him would mention you, he's loved you all those years you knew each other, and he'd love you even longer than that. Even if it meant that he'd still be thinking about you in an iron lung, looking as if he'd shatter if someone laid their hands on him.

He knew that Lila knew, he knew that everyone knew. He did not care one bit. He knew himself that he was affectionate towards you, his face and posture relaxed when he could see you safe. He was so incredibly in love with you that he didn't care about his surroundings when he was with you.

There was something in you that sparked something in him. He found comfort in your touch, your words, your everything.

Five calmed down, his hands making their way into his pockets. “She's well. Still in love with her after all these years?” Who was he kidding by asking that question? Of course, he was still in love with you, and he never will stop.

“We never did stop loving her.” The older Five had a saddened look on his face that the younger Five wasn't happy about.

“What happened to her?” The younger Five asks.

“She died, along with them.” A few coughs sputtered from his mouth. The younger Five's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets.

“What do you mean? And how do I stop this?” He gritted his teeth as he spoke very slowly to make sure the older Five knew that he was fuming with anger.

“You don't.” Safe to say Five was growing impatient every time the older Five opened his mouth. Lila looked back and forth at the two Five's, also growing impatient.

Five took everything inside him to not kill the older Five himself, “If you created all of this, then you must have created a solution.” To which the older Five replied with coughs and wheezes.

“All that will be left is... oblivion.”

You didn't know why Five clung to you more than he ever did. You also noticed that he kissed you every time he had the chance. Not that you minded, of course, it was unusual of Five to behave like that. It was like you were dying soon.

There you all were, huddled in the second floor of the hotel lobby, Five dragged you along to the railings. Your back towards the railings as you watched in amusement how Diego and Ben argued with each other in their own languages.

Seemingly Five had enough of their endless bickering. “Hey!” Walking towards them, dragging you along in the process. “You guys done?”

“The universe is disappearing outside.” He gestured outside with his free hand that wasn't holding yours. “So you can keep rearranging the deck chairs of the Titanic if it makes you feel better.” His free hand is now in his pockets. “But the fact remains that we are too late.” To which Ben and Diego only scoff in reply and leave you two alone.

“Five, come on,” Luther spoke up from his chair, Sloane snuggling in his arm.

“It's over, Luther. We failed.” Your face dropped at his words. There wasn't anything any of you could do.

Viktor sat up right. “Come on. It can't be over over.”

“Yeah, come on, Five. We gotta figure this out, man.” Diego spoke from where he was standing.

“Is there anything we can do?” You spoke up, you did not want this to end that easily. You've spent your whole time with Five saving the apocalypse, you weren't about to give up that easily. He physically softened to hear your voice, you hadn't spoken that much ever since he got back. You, of course, were figuring out why he acted like that.

He ignored your words, only giving you a soft glance and tracing shapes on your hand. You frowned at that, what did happen when he left? When you did ask him about it, he told you that nothing happened. “Okay. How about we take a step back? Look at the big picture here. Most of us have spent the last 28 days trying to save the world from ending.”

He paused before continuing. “What have we accomplished?” With his words, everyone's bodies fell back in defeat. He was right, no matter how hard they tried every time, it would only bounce back and make another apocalypse.

After a moment of silence, Luther spoke up. “Well, we did make friends along the way.” Luther and Sloane smiled at each other. You loved their relationship, perhaps the only one like it. You loved how despite the world ending, they spent their time getting to know and love each other.

“Incorrect!” Five's hand now leaving yours. “You know what we've done?” His eyes panned over to your frame leaving his side as you made your way to Viktor, leaning on his chair. To which Viktor moved to the side to make space for you. Gladly taking it, you smiled gratefully at him.

Five watched your every move as he explained to everyone his thoughts. “Nothing. We have made things worse every time.”

Allison followed up with an, “amen to that.”

“Look, when I went to the Commission I had a conversation with my 100-year-old self.” You swore you could feel Lila's stare at you.

“And my last words were, “don't save the world.”

“Don't save the world?” Viktor asked, clearly as confused as everyone there.

“Don't save the world.” Five clarified once more, taking your hand as he forced you to stand beside him, wrapping one arm on the small of your back.

“Why are you like this, Five?” You question him from your bed. You both were lucky enough to have a spare room of your own, giving you some sort of privacy. In Klaus' words “they'll be shagging all night long!” That is the reason why you both shouldn't have a room.

Five's eyes look at yours from the mirror, he was getting ready to go to that bachelor party Luther invited him to. “Like what, darling?”

“I've asked you about this before.” You took a breath, Five already knew where this conversation was going. “Why are you acting like I'm about to die soon?” A nervous laugh erupted from your lips. Honestly speaking, with how everything was, there could be a possibility.

“Can't I just spend more time with my love?” Five spoke, mentally praying that you'd believe him. Though it was more of a half-lie, one part he did want to spend more time with you, one part screaming 'yes you're about to die.'

You only nodded along to his words, believing him for now as you helped him get ready.

The remaining sparrow and umbrella academy members piled out of the passageway. All looked defeated, Luther's death taking a toll on them mentally and physically. Five couldn't help but wonder where was Y/n, it took you too long to go through the passageway. Reginald came out last, looking out of breath. “At last, the other side.”

“Wait-” Five was quick to interrupt Viktor, “where's Y/n?” He screamed at the top of his lungs at the old man. Viktor softly whispered “where's Klaus?”

“Children, I'm sorry, but your brother and that girl...” Five was growing more and more impatient at his father's words. “I did all I could, but they didn't make it through in time.”

Five stomped over to Reginald, full of his lies. “Bullshit!”

“Where is she?” He spat in his face, he couldn't care less.

Diego held Five back, afraid of what will happen next. “Take it easy, Five.” He lowly whispered to his ear as he dragged his body from Reginald, Five opting to be defeated, sitting down on the floor as he cried his heart out.

People around him were shocked at his state. In all they've known Five, they've never seen him cry. He simply did not allow himself to show that side to them. This was what the older Five was talking about.

The older Five's words rang in his ears, “she died, along with them.”

Lila's hand flew up to her mouth in shock at the past events happening. They all bowed their heads to pay respect to everyone in this room. They didn't only lose you, but also Luther and Klaus. Five and Sloane are the most affected ones there, Five losing you and his brothers while Sloane lost the love of her life.

Viktor slowly brought a hand to Five's back, rubbing it gently as they all watched him weep in silence.

THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST !

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suekeyyyy · 5 months

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Negative One. [ SISTER]

Ben Hargreaves x Sparrow! black reader,NOT A CHAPTER.

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This is Sam Hargreaves, the twin of Diana Hargreaves, just a lot more sensitive. This is not it's on story. This is a character introduction for the story. [ Number Zero ]

Sam is a siren and a part time, Witch Sam died two years ago, and Diana, like Klaus and Ben, can see her ghost.

Sam can breathe under water like it's normal.

She can swim every well and she can't grow a tall.

Sam can sing every well like movie star good some would say like Arianna Grande?!

Sam only knows how to make things with her Witch hobbies.

Sam in siren form:

Previous chapter:

#Spotify #x black fem reader #x black reader #x reader #ben hargreeves #ben x reader #Ben Hargreaves x reader #the umbrella academy #tua #tua ben

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kl4us4 · 2 years

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KL4US’s MASTERLIST

stranger things, umbrella academy, sherlock, the 100, daredevil blog previously known as: octavia-marie-blake.

DAREDEVIL

MATTHEW MURDOCK

fear of god (x f!reader, on-going) - working as an investigative journalist, trailing a string of murders has you running to matthew murdock - and daredevil - for help

can't let you go (x f!reader) - when matty shows up beaten and bruised - again - you’re not sure how much more you can take.

STRANGER THINGS

STEVE HARRINGTON

shoot to kill (x f!reader) - my words shoot to kill when I'm mad, I have a lot of regrets about that

caught (x f!reader) * - fucking bf!steve in front of billy

morning (x f!reader) * - morning sex w bf!steve

a new hope (x reader) - forcing steve to watch star wars so that he can get a job at the video store

EDDIE MUNSON

the chain (x f!reader) - hawkins, indiana. 1986. it's your senior year at Hawkins High and everything's supposed to be easy - until a night in Eddie's trailer has you both running for your lives.

begin again (x reader) - dealing with the aftermath of eddie surviving, but not being accepted back into hawkins

everything (x f!reader) - your family don’t seem to care much about your birthday - but there’s one person willing to make it extra special for you.

light and high beauty (x f!reader) - a calm afternoon spent listening to eddie read aloud at his place.

mr. rager (x f!reader) - eddie's desire to fit in has never resurfaced as much as it does while watching you gain attention from the popular crowd. things get messy when jason targets eddie, yet again

'broken nose' kind of protective (x f!reader) - eddie loves his uncle - he's almost a father to him. he just hates when he brings his rowdy, disrespectful friends to the trailer park.

matilda (x f!harrington!reader) - you had held off from telling your parents about your metalhead boyfriend. at the cusp of your anniversary, eddie feels like your parents should know about the two of you.

UMBRELLA ACADEMY

KLAUS

churchyard (x f!reader) - he communicates with spirits, you communicate with angels

a perfect world (x reader) - reader dies suddenly but is still able to see klaus

quiet (x reader) - your power gives you the ability to create silence

caught (x reader) - being caught by klaus stealing from the happily departed reginald hargreeves

the same (x f!reader) - leaving rehab at the same time as klaus and being there for him during s1 [I II III]

close and beautiful (x reader) - being back by klaus' side through difficult and confusing times

action (x reader) - a city akin to gotham yet no vigilante to guard its citizens - until one day, there is

11 years older and 22 inches taller (x reader) - you're happily dating klaus but five seems to have a small crush on you [I II]

hold on (x reader) - as Klaus’ best friend, you had to deal with your fair share of incidents where he’s pushed himself over the edge - but none like this

BEN

landslide (x reader) - trying to live life without him

perfect (x f!plussize!reader) - ben is so certain you're perfect, he wishes you knew it too

FIVE

go best friend (x bestfriend!reader) - being friends with five is always fun

DIEGO

take care of you (x gn!reader) - after diego comes home late, you share some cuddles and love

nothing breaks like a heart (x f!reader) - you and diego are in love but it breaks his younger brothers heart

meeting grace (x reader) - you finally get to meet your boyfriend's mom

the whole truth (x lawyer!reader) - diego is on trial, you're his lawyer and he does not make it easy

beautiful boy (x m!reader) - you never miss a chance to tell diego how beautiful you think he is

alone now (x reader) - diego asking you to marry him

read all about it (x journalist!reader) - when you see a former superhero from the Umbrella Academy follow five armed robbers into a bank, you just know you have to get the full story

SHERLOCK HOLMES (BBC)

bad men (x f!reader) - sherlock needs your help - after all, you're the best assassin in london

bearer of bad news (x f!reader) - it's all too much - the cases, the heinous crimes, handling Sherlock's cold remarks - and you snap

#steve harrington x reader #klaus hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x male!reader #diego hargreeves x reader #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock bbc x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #matthew murdock x reader #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader

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itstheghostofmypast · 2 years

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Master List

Indicators:

Headcanon- ☆

One Shot- ✺

Series- ♪♫♬

The Umbrella Academy

Five:

☆- My Little Stress Eater

☆- Music To My Ears

☆- I'm Better

☆- Love is Like Fire

☆-Transparent Love

✺-Speak To Me

✺- Would You Rather Be A Coward?

✺- Her Laughter (Modern AU)

✺-You Read My Mind

✺-Heal My Heart

✺-Simp For You

Klaus:

☆-Cuddles

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

♪♫♬- Imperfections

✺- His Honeybee

Ateez

♪♫♬-Outlaw Ateez (Outlaw Universe)

One-shots/ Series:

Park Seong Hwa

✺- Always, Any Day

Kim Hong Joong:

✺- After Midnight

✺- 7/Eleven

✺- Loyalties

✺-01.53

✺- 23.37

Jeong Yun Ho:

✺- 03.20

✺- Condensed Hearts

Kang Yeo Sang

Choi San:

✺- Calling Backup

✺- San's Lucky Charm

✺- One More Hour

✺- 15.07

✺- Our Little Secret

✺- Must Be Love

✺-♡14.00♡

♪♫♬-Meow

✺-☆22.59☆

✺-♤14.05♤

♪♫♬-Twisted fate- (1) , (2)

♪♫♬- Pollen Love- (1)

Song Min Gi:

✺- Tornado Warnings

✺- Pathetically In Love

Jung Woo Young:

✺- A Quiet Woo

✺- Girlboss

✺- Nah Bro! (Teaser)

Choi Jong Ho:

✺- Thanatophobia

Taglist: @imaginesfire , @placidpluto , @achingwoundforaheart , @esmaada , @samyourneighbor , @xuenihao , @whoreofscience , @navs-bhat , @yuuki4646 thank you, you lovely people for choosing to be part of my taglist ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚)

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glxyaaandromeda · 2 years

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Let me look into your eyes 2/2

Pairing/s: Sparrow! Sub Ben Hargreeves x Fem! Dom Reader

Warning/s: Minors DNI! After care/morning after, dom/sub dynamics, and fluff. That’s all, I think. But if there are some warning/s that haven’t been mentioned please let me know. Thank you.

Summary: After overcoming your anxiety from Ben, you lose your patience in the process. But at least you manage to made a deal with him to cooperate with you and your siblings.

Word count: 772

A/N: Since some of you are asking for “Let me look into your eyes” part two, here you go! and I hope this would be the last of this one-shot because I don’t have any plans on making this a series. Enjoy reading loves! 1/2 2/2

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You’ve been awake for almost an hour now, but you did not dare to move any muscle because the snarky Ben you know a few days ago is now curled up and snuggling on your chest. ‘He looks so peaceful while sleeping’ you thought to yourself while brushing his hair softy.

You had a feeling that he’s been awake the whole time but you’re too busy admiring his facial features up close and the hickeys that you gave him last night. You are aware that there’s nothing special going on between you and this Ben, but you couldn’t help to kiss his forehead softly. In every timeline, you will always love Ben.

When you’re about to push him to your side and take a bath, Ben’s wrapped both of his arms around your waist you heard him murmur something, but you can’t hear him clearly. “What was that love?” “I said, don’t go.” You chuckle at his remarks, he sounded grumpy and demanding at the same time, he looks also adorable, and vulnerable in your arms. “Not until you say it again with a please”

He looks up at you with a furrowed eyebrow and pout, you remember that you’re about to ask him if he’s okay from what happened last night. “Wait, are you okay though?” You look at him with a worried expression and while waiting for his response you gently run your hands to his cheeks, gently caressing them.

But before he even responds to your question you told him that he waits inside the bedroom to fetch him something to eat, hoping that none of his siblings are awake. Luckily when you went to the kitchen Grace wasn’t there either, so you quickly made him a fluffernutter sandwich with cold water, it’s one of your comfort food and you hope that he’ll like it too.

Going back to your room, you saw him standing in his boxers looking at himself in the mirror you chuckle at his state. Messy hair and hickeys are visible on his neck you let yourself into his room and decided to tease him about what he looks like right now. You saw his body go tense when he feel your presence, putting the fluffernutter sandwich and the water at his bedside you hug him from behind.

“I don’t remember having this many hickeys but…”

“Hmm?”

When he meets your gaze in the mirror he looks away, clearly flustered but you know deep inside he loves the attention that you’re giving him. He went back to his bed and drink the glass of water that you brought for him.

“I… I don’t mind.” You chuckle in response and sit beside him, stretching your arms a bit you give him a side hug and a peck on his cheek.

“I told you to stay in bed but since you’re already up, might as well eat the fluffernutter that I made for you.”

He was quiet, not awkwardly quiet but it must’ve been the exhaustion from last night. ‘Figures’ you thought to yourself. Seeing him eat the fluffernutter sandwich, you watch him with awe.

“You’ve been a good boy last night, did you know that?”

You saw him almost choke on the sandwich that he’s been eating, chuckling at his actions you gently rub your thumb on his side. After seeing him eating all the sandwiches and while he drinks the glass of water you pat his head.

“You look much better without being grumpy by the way.” Seeing him roll his eyes you let out a chuckle, you were being honest. Of course, he still looks handsome even though he always has this scowl plastered on his face.

“I’ll take that as you’re okay then hmm? I see you just rolled your eyes.”

You playfully nudge his side, you’re not really used to him being this awfully quiet but at the same time, you’re savoring this side of him being vulnerable with you. You were taken aback when he suddenly pull you into a hug, you smile at his sudden actions. Both you and Ben stayed in that position for a good minute, you almost thought that he might fall back to sleep again but no, so you let him be not until you heard a crow outside of the bedroom window.

But alas both of you paid no mind, in Ben’s mind he will probably deal with Fei because he’s sure that she’d been eavesdropping on what’s going on and he hopes that Fei won’t tell this his other siblings. But for now, he just wants to rest with you even for a while.

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A/N: English isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistake :). I really missed write about ben <3 even if he isn't our ben

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"hi, Benarino" you greeted your boyfriend using the nickname that his "brother" from another timeline had gave him.

the sparrow rolled his eyes, he had heard that nickname all day: his brothers hadn't stopped making fun of him.

"Get lost" he murmured low, far from hearing him you approached him, you knew your boy.

"ow, don't take it personally honey" you whispered caressing his face, leaning close to his lap, his lips inches from yours.

Your boyfriend sighed, now he was looking at you, you could see his broken lip: courtesy of Five.

"maybe you should use your powers and make them forget that stupid nickname" he suggested, you laughed at his proposal.

"I won't use my power with my brothers Ben, besides" you paused trying not to laugh "Klaus was right about something, that scar makes you look muy macho" Ben groaned annoyed at your teasing, your laugh echoed in his room, so to stop you he did the best he could to shut you up: Ben kissed you, you gasped in surprise, returning the kiss with more fervor; his hands wrapped around your hips bringing you as close to his body as possible.

"if you say another comment like that, I'll have to punish you, honey" your boyfriend whispered against your lips.

oh, you were really going to piss off your boy.

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Present Past And The Future Part 3

Warning: Curse Words, Spoilers

Sparrow Ben x Reader

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Thank you all for supporting me it means a lot<3

A/N: English isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistakes :)

When sir Reginald left the room with Christopher, they all looked very worried at each other. Around 30 minutes later Marcus went on the roof to train in front of his fans. When he takes off his shirt and throws it away, he saw Vanya looking him directly in his eyes. After his work-out they go to a café and talk, ‘’I’m glad we’re doing this. Whatever happens between our two families, the number ones should orchestrate it.’’ Marcus says while taking off his hand gloves ‘’I’m number seven, actually.’’ Vanya responds while looking at Marcus. ‘’Then somebody screwed up’’ Marcus said after taking a sip of his coffee. Vanya replies with ‘’my brothers actually think you’re going to come after us. I don’t want a war we’ve lost enough already.’’ Marcus scoffed. ‘’You shouldn’t have attacked us in our own house.’’ Marcus says while putting down his coffee. ‘’Look this isn’t personal, but we’re the only superhero game in town. We have this place under complete control. But if your people start taking shots at us, it will give the sheep ideas.’’ Vanya sighs ‘’we won’t.’’ Marcus laughed with sarcasm ‘’And I’m just supposed to take your word on that? For your whole family? You’re not even their number one and I’m sorry, but I can’t take the risk. So if you came here to beg me not to make the next move..’’ Marcus said while putting on his gloves,

Vanya replies while looking up at Marcus who already stood up. ‘’I came here to tell you by tomorrow morning, when your busloads of fans show up, I’m gonna be there on your front lawn, and I’m gonna call you out for a fight, just you and me.’’ Marcus looks confused and asks why. ‘’Because your team is good. Better than mine, maybe. But I don’t think you’re better than me, Marcus. I ended the world Twice. And you? You’re just meat in spandex. And I bet you don’t want the whole world watching, when I prove that to you.’’ Vanya said while making things move around them, Marcus replies ‘’What do you really want, Vanya?’’ you have something I need, and I want it back.

Ben’s Pov

One off Fei’s birds flew back into her room, and says ‘’He’s making a deal with them.’’ I’ll handle it.’’ Ben responds annoyed, Fei looks at Ben and then walks away.

Marcus Pov

Marcus walks down in the basement and sees Grace, ‘Marcus, Have you seen a briefcase? asked Grace while drawing something on the ground, ‘’What you doing? Marcus said worried walking closer, ‘’Worshiping.’’ Grace responds and continues drawing, Marcus then sees a big glowing round thing ‘’Holy shit.’’ he replied ‘’Yes, it is holy, isn’t it beautiful.’’ Grace said standing up. ‘’What is this thing Grace?’’ Grace stares into it. ‘’It’s a miracle I can’t make out what its saying tough, can you? Grace askes while smiling, ‘’It’s just noise.’’ Marcus responds while getting closer to the glowing thing almost even touching it, ‘’No Marcus. ‘’It’s a message from God, listen.’’ ‘’I think I can hear it.’’ Marcus said while touching it and a shockwave comes around Marcus and then he screams in pain and vanishes with many other things. Grace just smiles and sits back on the ground.

The next day all of you notice Marcus is gone. Fei walks up to Ben ‘’I found one off them.’’ Ben responds ‘’let me wake up Y/n and then we go’’ Ben goes to your shared room and says ‘’Hey Y/n, love, wake up, Marcus is missing.’’ The umbrella kidnapped him, Fei said she saw one of them so wake up and we will rescue him.’’ Still not sure what actually happened you agree and decide to get ready. Ben, Sloane, You, Fei and Christopher decided to go kidnap Luther, the big guy. After watching him being unaware of Fei’s birds following him. He later he realizes what’s going on and starts to run faster and then runs into a lantern causing it to fall. Sloane made him fly and says ‘’Hello stranger’’ ‘’Oh hey.’’ he responded. You walked up to him and kicked him in the face as hard as possible, causing him to black out. 10 minutes later after you got home Ben asks ‘’you okay, love?’’ ‘’Yea I’m fine Benerrino, nothing better than kidnapping someone in the morning.’’ Ben Laugh and says ‘’We are getting Marcus back only by this way and stop calling me that.’’ 20 minutes later you all sit all the table and see Luther walking in the room with a dwell ‘’Ah, there he is.’’ Alphonso said laughing, ‘’Please, join us.’’ Fei said while eating ‘’It’s okay. Nobody is gonna hurt you.’’ Ben responded ‘’I might.’’ you replied jokingly while taking some toast, ‘’Smoothie?’’ Sloane askes nicely Luther responded while putting down the dwell ‘’Yeah, thanks.’’ ‘’You must be starving. Come join us.’’ Fei asked while putting food in her mouth, Luther joined cuz he saw all the butter on the table. He is taking the seat across Ben.

‘’So, we know your number one. But we haven’t been formally introduced yet. I’m Ben, number two and this is my wife Y/n number eight.’’ Ben said while taking your hand, ‘’It is so good to see you guys again.’’ Luther says before going back to eat. ‘’Why does everyone keep looking at us like that’’ you said annoyed ‘’Because Ben has been dead for 15 years and you almost 1 month.’’ ‘’DEAD WE DIE AND NOT EVEN TOGETHER!’’ You think to yourself ‘’Dead?, What do you mean, dead?’’ Ben said mad while looking at Luther. ‘’It’s kind of a long story’’ Luther shrugs and looks away. Fei and the rest introduced themselves. Ben introduces Christopher by saying ‘’Don’t mind him, he’s in a bit of a saucy mood today.’’ Something that makes everyone laugh at the inside joke. Luther then also laughed without understanding it something that made you laugh harder.

‘’Wait, uh, what about, um, number 1?’’ Luther askes while putting food in his mouth. The mood got ruined, and everyone looked serious at Luther. ‘’What about him?’’ you ask dead serious, ‘’Where is he?’’ Luther responded. Ben stabs into the table, ‘’That’s what we like to know.’’ Ben threatens. ‘’Are we playing a game?’’ Luther asks with a dumb smile on his face Ben replies with ‘’Whatever game the umbrellas are playing, you’re gonna lose! You took our number one, so we took you.’’ Luther looks confused and says ‘’Wait we took Marcus? Why would we do that?’’ ‘’Act of war or a Death wish?’’ Jayme said. Sloane explains that the last time the sparrows saw Marcus they were with his sibling, the little one with big powers. ‘’Vanya? It does not sound like Vanya to go and kidnap anybody. You know, having said that, I am usually the last to know about these kind off things.’’ Luther said while eating, ‘’You’re their number one, shouldn’t you know everything’’ you ask confused ‘’I know you think so, but discipline has never really been our strong suit. It’s pretty much free-for-all over here.’’ Luther said chuckling.

Luther says that his siblings are probably worried sick about him and that if you free him, he’ll send Marcus over without a scratch. He stands up and tries to leave. Ben however pulls him back down and states “What’s the rush? Stick around till Marcus is back.” Luther makes an attempt to scare him all it does is push him further, “Oh and if you try to escape Fei’s birds with peck your eyes out and make a nest inside your skull. And if you don’t like that Y/n will make you suffer and let you beg for death.’’ Ben said chuckling and takes your arm, You and Fei giggle and both like that idea, ‘’Ben, we need to talk.’’ you say once you two are alone, ‘’sure what’s wrong?’’ Ben said worried ‘’Do you believe him that we died and are not even together. That other guy with the hat said also something like that.’’ You say while looking at the ground ‘Of course not! They are trying to play with us and see our weakness.’’ Ben replied walking close to you and cups your face. ‘’Yea your right, thank you Benerrino.’’ You say ‘’Anything for my wife, but don’t call me that any more seriously Ben replies while hugging you. Thinking to yourself you might think that there lies a truth in what Luther said.

2 hours later you were reading a book in your room while Fei came in and says ‘’Family meeting something happened to Jayme and Alphonso.’’ You looked up to her and rushed down. In the room you immediately hugged Jayme and asked if she was okay. She and Alphonso where both okay. Some minutes later Luther comes into the living room. Fei says ‘’Doesn’t Look like your family is coming anytime soon.’’ Luther replied sarcastically ‘’Oh, no, I’m sure they’re just, you know, working out the final details and… ‘’ Luther stops talking when Ben stands up walking to him and say smirking, ‘’Relax. You’re free to go.’’ Luther looked surprised ‘’Why?’’ ‘’See it as a gesture of goodwill. But I want you to pass along a very important message to your family.’’ Ben said walking closer to Luther. ‘’Yeah of course’’ Luther said smiling. ‘’Let Marcus go and if any of you hurt one hair on him, we’ll come for you. All of you. And I promise we won’t be so hospitable next time. And You’ll do as we say, or else…’’ you said standing and showing your powers whiles Fei lets her Birds show, ‘’Birds. In my brain or suffering till I beg for death. Got it.’’ Luther said nervous ‘’Don’t forget your tote bag.’’ Ben said while snapping his fingers and smiling. Alphonso grabs it and gives it to Luther. He takes it and gives Sloane a sad look ‘’Hope you enjoyed your stay.’’ Ben said and Luther walked outside. You took Sloane’s arm and whispered if she liked Luther. She blushed and ran to her room.

Later in the night you and Ben were in your room and said ‘’I will take a glass of water want something?’’ ‘’No thanks Y/n. When your done come to Fei’s room.’’ You saw Luther walking outside and Sloane closing the door, ‘’Um what happened Sloane, and you can’t walk away this time.’’ ‘’Maybe me and Luther.’’ talked Sloane respond looking down embarrassed, ‘’You like him!’’ reply walking to Sloane, ‘’Don’t tell anyone, he is just wonderful, I should go to sleep.’’ Sloane answered giggling, ‘’Goodnight.’’ you said walking to Fei’s room.

This was part 3, I’m making part 4 right now, Please tell me if you like it and want more.

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ɴᴏ ғᴇᴇᴛ || Ben Hargreeves

Weddings and Funerals ✦ part vii

Years after they rose to fame as young crime-fighting superheroes, the estranged Hargreeves siblings come together to mark their father’s death.

a.n: for clarification, please check the updated note at the bottom of the masterlist regarding viktor!

— 𝟏𝟕 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎 —

❛❛𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐙𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃, 'Man is as a rope stretched between the animal and the Superhuman--'"

The seven children stand packed in at the bottom of a winding stairwell in matching tracksuits as they wait for their cue. Perched at the top, nose buried in his scarlet leather-bound journal scribbling the last of his thoughts was their father. (And for one, their temporary guardian). His monocle tucked into his left eye as it always was, only enunciating the scornful glare landing on the academy. At his side—as he always was—Viktor, whistle ready in hand.

"'a rope over an abyss. It is a dangerous crossing, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling, and halting.'"

They all watch in anticipation as his pencil suddenly halts, his eyes darting to them precisely once before the book snaps shut and gives a curt nod. The whistle is brought up to Viktor's lips and a shrill ring floods the stairwell and so too do the mass of children that suddenly crumble apart.

"As much as you much strive for individual greatness—and strive you must—it won't come to you of its own accord..."

They had passed yet another round of posters when Diego finally stole Luther's lead. A triumphant smile began to bloom on his face when a muted whoosh filled his ears, knocking it right off. An indent in space-time itself spit out the form of his brother just steps ahead of him and a growl grew in his throat.

"you must also remember that there is no individual stronger than the collective."

It was quickly swallowed by the sound of sludging mud and the crunching of bones before his eyes found the source of the not-so-mysterious sound. A young and spirited Y/n had launched herself off the balcony and now sailed (somewhat clumsily) far above their heads and straight to the top with the assistance of her freshly sprouted sparrow wings. A rather untrustworthy giggle left her throat at her friend's angered words and the whistle blew, signaling her victory. Y/n had won and Five had blinked to the top.

"That's not fair!" He cried up the stairwell, stopping to swallow several heavy breaths. "They cheated!"

"They adapted." Corrects his father.

"The ties that bind you together make you stronger than you are alone."

Allison's quiet sobs nearly match the hum of the needle drilling into Diego's skin where the ink finds its new home. She clutches her left wrist tight to her person without touching the tattoo already pierced into her skin. The umbrella freshly etched into her wrist matched that of her brother Klaus who now holds her close in a hug. Tears slip from his eyes and he desperately wipes them away as his sister buries her sobs into his shoulder.

Grace senses the turmoil and searing pain in her son Diego as he grits his teeth and holds back the tears, accepting the cruel sting piercing his skin again and again. A frown falls across her face and she steps forward, reaching for his free hand as he grips the armrest in silent agony. But he does something unexpected, and rips his hand away from her affection and carefully hid his tearful expression from his mother. Grace knew a great deal as she was programmed to, but she had yet to find out what had evolved within her to make her feel hurt, and such immense guilt as she did now when she saw her children in such pain. And yet there was nothing she could do.

Reginald was still watching. He was always watching, as he always would be.

"They will make you impervious to the pain and hardship the world will thrust upon you."

Grace steps back to her post beside Reginald, and she sends him an involuntary smile she hopes will appease him. Perhaps, she thought, if she behaved he would be in a better mood for the children. Her gleaming blue eyes fall past his shoulder to see Luther clutching his stomach with a grimace screwed tight on his face and her smile fell again. No doubt the poor boy's anxiety was worse than ever—his anxiety levels were close to Diego's usually with the expectations thrust upon him. And the others were fairing no better.

"And believe me when I tell you,"

Her poor babies. She could sense Ben holding back tears and her sensors picked up on a great deal of activity in his amygdala; more than usual. And her sweet Five... He would never admit it, but he'd go to the ends of the earth to protect Ben just as much as he would any of the others. But he was fairing no better.

"life will be hard."

Much like Diego, they were trying to be strong. But they couldn't hide their despair from Grace. Not truly. Five, who usually held such skill in keeping a brave face, was now in shambles where he sat beside Ben and Luther; next in line.

"It will be painful."

Discarded on the stairwell, neither of them truly welcome, Viktor and Y/n's frowning eyes drill into the sight of the needle painting Diego's skin. Y/n folds herself into her usual black hoodie, brooding silently from where she sits on the top step. Viktor stands on the landing behind her, unable to stop himself from peering over the banister nor shed the longing from his eyes.

Both of them wonder to themselves in that moment, not considering the pain each child is enduring, just what was wrong with them. Why weren't they special enough? Why Viktor, a Hargreeves in every sense of the word, but forbidden from the fame and social royalty that came with being in the academy?

And Y/n. An honorary member of the Umbrella Academy, waiting on her ticket in. She was beginning to think that ticket never existed. That Sir Hargreeves was just stringing her along and taking advantage of her powers. Would she never be an official part of the academy? Would she ever be a Hargreeves?

Her questions weren't answered directly, nor would they be answered any time soon. But the sudden popping of plastic brought her attention upwards to the reluctant friend she had made on the sidelines. Viktor had uncapped a black marker that he now brought to the skin of his inner left wrist. Y/n realized very quickly he had drawn an umbrella, encased in a single circle. A 'tattoo' to match his siblings. Sensing her prying eyes, Viktor looked down at the girl at his feet with an unreadable expression.

Y/n flashed him an understanding smile, gaze falling and her eyes shining with thought. And in the next moment, she looked down at her left wrist as she pulled back her sleeve. It was too subtle for it to make any noise, but Viktor still saw the small black umbrella paint itself into her skin before slowly encircling itself with a thin black line. It wasn't perfect, not if you looked too close—it was the mark of someone on the sidelines. But she kinda liked it like that—it made her feel closer to Viktor who she now shared this moment. It was a certain bond nobody in the academy would understand.

And judging by the creeping smile on Viktor's face as Y/n looked hopefully up at him, he liked it too. Maybe they weren't truly alone.

"We can accomplish anything,"

Night had fallen and the moon hung bright in the sky, its soft rays spilling in through the window curtains of the west side of the mansion. Number One was tucked deep into his blankets, his mind worlds away in the land of sleep, completely unaware of his father sitting at his bedside. He observes the rise and fall of his son's breathing and for a single, fleeting moment, one who didn't know the man well enough might mistake his studious stare for something out of fondness. But no.

"when we accept responsibility together."

His hard stare had only lingered long enough for him to silently debate with himself if the boy was far enough into sleep to notice the wires he now placed on his temple. As Reginald predicted, the boy was none the wiser. He rolled over in bed and onto his side where he hugged his pillow tight to his tiny body and was lulled deeper into sleep. Reginald took that as his cue and rose from his seat on the edge of the bed and disappears into the hallway of wire trails.

"This is what creates trust."

The house is quiet and eerily still. Exactly eight wires—near identical to that of the one on Luther's head—pool out from each bedroom where they collide into a tangled braid outside in the hallway. The braid of wires stretches on and on, and on some more where they wind all the way to Reginald's desk in his forbidden study. He sits at attention, not without a haunted look suppressed deep in his hollow eyes.

He scribbled furiously into his journal, now more than ever. The readings were coming in and he only had now. He had to work quickly. No time to dawdle.

Number One was sleeping soundly. His vitals were steady and boring. Which was ideal; no stressors, no disappointments. He was perfectly mundane and predictable, just as Reginald liked it.

He saw a noticeable spike in Number Three's brain activity —a worthy mention and something worth keeping an eye on. But then again, Reginald thought, she always had shown promise with little to no follow-through. Like most of her brothers.

Such as Number Five. Number Five held such potential... And yet, somehow, he always managed to overestimate his abilities in a pitiful attempt to prove himself. Reginald could only hope the boy would not let his gifts go to waste.

Number Seven—wire glowing brighter than any—was simply unaware; in every meaning of the word. Best he be kept this way.

"Together you will stand against the reign of evil."

Number Eight. Messy. Unpredictable. Wildly stubborn. A thorn in his side. A thorn Reginald couldn't quite dig out. She came to him, of her own blindingly arrogant volition, in his hour of need. And she let him down at every opportunity; it was, to her credit, the most consistent thing about her. It was pure intrigue she had to thank for her still being here; every test and trial brought forth two answers and five more questions.

Well, that and the steady hum of the wire placed over her temple, fluttering with activity.

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"All I'm saying is, how cool would it be?"

Ben scoffed from his seat on the black couch, shaking his head as if it would rid the amused smile on his face from his girlfriend's antics. Night had fallen over the residence, and the two of them were currently piled together on the furthermost couch in the basement kitchen. Ben is in the center cushion, with Y/n lying propped against the right arm closest to the wall. Her legs draped over Ben's lap as they lounged across the room from Klaus and Five.

"Okay, but what could you possibly need them for?" Ben countered.

Y/n scoffed this time—the sound coming out as more of a dry laugh. She wasn't so much amused as she was determined to win this argument. "Uhh, because it'd be awesome?!"

"...My question still stands," Ben deadpanned.

Lounging at the head of the kitchen table across the room, Klaus' eyes flickered up from the bass guitar he was currently plucking at the sound of the couples' escalating debate.

"what could you possibly need them for?! They're chainsaw. arms. Sure they'd cut stuff up but how would you even move them?"

Y/n rolled her eyes so hard she felt they just might pop out of her head.

"They wouldn't be my whole arms, doofus!" Her hardened demeanor immediately fell away into excitement as she drew invisible lines from the crook of her elbow up to her inner arm, her finger gliding over the still very much intact umbrella tattoo she had given herself so many years ago. "Just my forearms. Then I can really do some damage," she said with a mischievous grin, cutting expressively through the air.

Ben didn't have anything to say to that. Just a deflated smile and another shake of his head as he fiddled with his girlfriend's non-chainsaw hand. There was no doubt in Y/n's mind that he was judging her. And he was—they were judging each other. As they did often. And as often as it happened, it was never about the stuff that mattered.

"Can't say I disagree, champ," Klaus piped up, his eyes and hand back on the bass guitar as he fiddled with it. "I mean, after all, who's gonna win in a fistfight? Some puny digits or two roaring chainsaws?"

What the fuck was Five looking for again? He certainly didn't know; he had just abandoned everything mid-task the moment Klaus broke the quiet, just to gawk over his shoulder at the man and whatever the fuck he had just said. Just what kind of shit was Klaus putting in his body these days? He thought to himself, ignorantly, before going back to his search for coffee.

Y/n, however, wasted no time accepting the win and happily leaned back into the armrest with a smirk painted on her lips. "I rest my case,"

Several steady clicks growing louder and closer grabbed Y/n's attention first. To her delight, striding gracefully around the corner in a pair of her best black heels and shedding her peacoat on the lounge chair across the room was Allison.

"Hey, Al," Y/n said somewhat to herself. She knew her friend couldn't hear her, no more than Five had heard her greet him after the funeral. But she did it anyway. Ben definitely understood this sentiment but said nothing.

"Where's Vanya?" Allison asked, none the wiser to Klaus' involuntary and nearly invisible sympathetic frown flashing over his face.

"Oh," answered Klaus, as she came to stand at the table. "She's gone."

Five's jaw set in discontent as he turned and huffed. "Well that's unfortunate," both Klaus and Allison have half a mind to agree before they both realize their brother more than likely isn't finished. Sure enough, he joins the table in a huff and a very strained smile. "An entire square block. Forty-two bedrooms, nineteen bathrooms, and not a single," CLANK, he slams the empty coffee maker on the wooden surface. "drop of coffee."

"Dad hated caffeine," Allison reasoned.

"Yeah, why did he have a coffee maker anyway," Y/n had thought to herself as she played with the chords on Ben's hoodie.

Klaus answered with a rather punctual laugh. "Well, he hated children too and he had plenty of us,"

Allison exchanged a look of mutual silence with her long-lost brother before he shrugged off Klaus' comment for the both of them. "I'm taking the car," he said.

Klaus unfolded himself from his chair at Five's proclamation—the first of everyone present to express their shock.

"Where are you going?"

"To get a decent cup of coffee,"

"Do you even know how to drive?" Asked Allison.

"I know how to do everything," he seethes. A final huff rolls off his shoulders before his signature blue light swallows him whole.

Klaus rises from his seat at the table, looking over his shoulder at the alleyway where his brother had likely blinked off to.

"I feel like we should try and stop him,"

Klaus's head spins to face the couch occupied by his friend and brother at the sound of a bitter scoff. He doesn't immediately realize it, but Y/n is biting back a self-pitying "cause that worked so well last time," as she lounges, twiddling now with the tassels on her hoodie. She may not have been a Hargreeves, but Y/n had taken Five's disappearance as hard as any of them.

Klaus cleared his throat, knowing better than to linger on the subject with her. Let alone with others in the room who wouldn't take him seriously unless they could see the undead couple.

"but then again, I also just kinda want to see what happens," he half-joked. Well, it was true! Klaus could see it now; the look on the poor sucker's face when he pulls over the thirteen-year-old with a blinking problem.

The engine turning over confirmed the car had started and shortly after, the squeal of the wheels followed. Five had taken off. Yet again.

"All right, I guess I'll see you guys in, what, ten years," All eyes were drawn yet again to the entrance where a fully uniformed Diego came sauntering into the kitchen. "when Pogo dies?" He rounded Allison and grazed the spread left over on the table as Allison quipped back.

"Not if you die first,"

"Yeah, love you too, sis," he pops a grape in his mouth. "Hey, good luck on your next movie. Hope it turns out better than your marriage,"

Without taking her eyes off of her childhood best friend now skulking off to grab the keys, Y/n grinned curiously at Ben.

"Remind me, was Diego always this constipated?" Y/n swings her legs off of Ben's lap and they casually pull her up off the couch and across the room to Diego.

Ben considered this.

"No, I'm leaving," Diego answered to an eager Klaus who had given himself an invite to come along. "me, by myself,"

Klaus made a show of gratitude to rub in his brother's face. There was an extra bounce in his step and a clap of the hands that urged Ben and Y/n to follow. "Oh, fabulous! I'll get my things."

Diego was out in the alleyway and getting in his car just a bit quicker than normal. He should have known that wouldn't be enough to stop his brother.

"Hey! Diego," Klaus came skidding into view, kicking up gravel as he went. Diego's head dropped in a sigh as the car shook around him with the scramble of his brother clambering into the backseat. His breathless voice told of a grin on his lips as he popped his head into the front seat and pat at Diego's shoulders. "You know," he said matter-of-factly, "every time I close my eyes, I see a diarrhetic hippo about to shit on my face,"

The sight of Diego suppressing his amused, uncomfortable smile brought a sense of victory to Klaus, and he insisted. "It's terrifying!"

"Terrific," the man grumbled, starting the car.

"No," Klaus countered, under his breath. "No,"

"Lean back," Diego warned, shifting the car into gear with a roar of the engine rumbling under all four inside.

Klaus did as instructed, flopping back into the leather seats beside his brother as Y/n folded her legs beneath her from where she sat in the passenger's seat. Her gaze was that of curious fascination, locked on the man beside her as she reached out to him.

"Y/n, what you doing?" Ben asked, sounding tired.

Never taking her eyes off the side of Diego's face, she answered in a dazed tone. "It's just so weird, I can't ever get over how fascinating it all is," her palm passed through his face, then again from the back of his head. "Sometimes they notice, sometimes they don't,"

With the same hand, she sticks her pinky into her mouth despite the probable lack of saliva before poking it into Diego's ear. Not a moment later, the man's right shoulder jerks up to squish his ear around—unable to properly scratch at the sudden itch without taking his hands off the wheel.

"Ha, see!" She laughed victoriously. "He totally felt that." she trailed off once more, in a thoughtful daze. No doubt she was already brainstorming more ways to annoy from the great beyond. "That's awesome,"

Still laughing, her childish grin brought forth by childish antics, she turns to gauge the reactions of those in the backseat. Klaus gave an earnest chuckle, but all she got from Ben was a solid stare as he pulled his hoodie up almost over his eyes and dropped his head on the seat. If he was amused, he didn't want to show it.

This didn't shake the amusement off of Y/n so easily, though: the man did attend his father's funeral today. On top of that, his whole family was fully reunited for the first time since Five's disappearance. If anything could tire a ghost out, it was all seven Hargreeves siblings back under one roof again.

Having caught Klaus's little chuckle, Diego gave a single glance through the rearview. "What? What's so funny back there?"

"Oh, nothing. Just feeling a touch nostalgic," Klaus sighed, wistful sounding. The car, having been stuck in the ally, finally gets its opening, getting lost in the sea of cars in the heart of the city. "Remember when you told Y/n about wet willies?"

Another glance. "Of course I do..." he shakes his head before adding with a very tiny, very wistful grin, "'s worst damn mistake of my life,"

Klaus giggled knowingly. "Classic,"

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Season 1 Masterlist

01: The Death Of Reginald Hargreeves

02: We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals

03: The Return Of Five

To be continued…

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asteriismos · 2 years

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cherry waves - ben hargreeves

PAIRING ◆ sparrow!ben hargreeves x umbrella!reader

WARNING(S) ◆ SMUT, rough sex, choking, DIRTY TALK, unedited, piv sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (fem receiving), byeLOL

SUMMARY ◆ you come to terms with the new ben.

WORDS ◆ 4.6k

NOTE ◆ … lolllllll!!!!!!! there's no ben smut out there so (insert thanos meme) fine, i'll do it myself.

The Ben that you had fallen in love with when you were younger has been dead for almost fifteen years . . . you had to keep telling yourself that. Getting over his death was one of the hardest things that you had ever done, because his loss was the first one that you had ever experienced at the ripe age of seventeen years old. You weren’t even an adult and yet, you were faced with the tragedy of your first love being killed and you had to face that realization every day for the rest of your life. You remembered the day like it was yesterday, and although it had been over a decade since it happened, there were some times where you would wake up in the middle of the night, sweat covering your entire body and gasping for air because of the nightmares you endured. You weren’t there to witness his death, but the tragedy was all the same. In your nightmares he was ripped away from you without a goodbye.

You finally started to forget about the trauma when you were in Dallas, as there seemed to be no way to get back to the future and for the life that you had back in 2019. You even met some other people, though nothing came to fruition like your relationship with Ben did. With him it felt so natural to be in love and with everyone else you felt like you were going through the motions. Instead you grew your relationships with your friends and that managed to take your mind off of him.

And you thought that this mess was done once you made it back to 2019. Everything seemed fine until you and The Umbrella Academy came face to face with Reginald, who was explaining that your home wasn’t your home anymore . . . or it never was. You were confused as hell on what had happened due to time travel. Noises were heard from the top of the balcony and you and your family turned around, revealing a whole set of other people just like you and some weird floating cube.

And just as you thought things couldn’t get any more weird, you heard footsteps to your left and saw none other than Ben Hargreeves, more alive than you could remember him being.

Dad, who the hell are these assholes?

That voice was still ringing in your head as clear as day, because to be honest, you couldn’t remember much from the encounter. You took one look at your deceased past lover who was no longer dead and started to shake, the familiar feeling of being hopeless came back to you and you passed out. Five would later tell you that he caught you and was able to get you out of the house before people started to fight, and it wasn’t until five hours later that you woke up. In this timeline, he’s still alive, Y/N, He would say to you when you finally came to, in some hotel room that your family booked. He’s not the same Ben that you fell in love with. He’s different.

And for a few hours you believed that, you tried to join your family in getting on with their lives and planning for their future, but you couldn’t get your mind off of Ben. Because in a way, he was the same person that you fell in love with. Your curiosity got the best of you and like always, led you to do some questionable things – because why would life ever be simple for you?

Your curiosity led you to the doorstep of The Sparrow Academy, knocking on the door and waiting for someone to answer it, not entirely sure that what you were doing is what you should actually be doing. You heard that there was a fight here and although you didn’t get too much information from your siblings, you were sure that there was still bad blood between the two families. The person to answer the door was a brunette woman, who stood a little bit taller than you and gave you a soft smile, turning to look behind and closed the door behind herself, coming out onto the sidewalk with you. She looked a little nervous that you were here, but didn’t look like she had any ill will against you.

“You’re the one that passed out. I’m Sloane.”

Great. You’re glad that was the reputation they all had of you. How embarrassing.

“I don’t normally do that,” You said. “There’s just someone here that reminds me of someone I used to know.”

Sloane looked confused for a second, her features scrunching up in thought before they softened, as if she realized who you were talking about. “Ben said something about your family giving him weird looks. And you passed out right after you saw him . . . How do you know him?”

“Ben was . . . Well, Ben was in our timeline too. I knew him from then but he died almost fifteen years ago. It was . . .” You trailed off, not knowing the right words to use. You were notorious for never talking about it, which was not good for your healing as you’ve heard, but it was always too painful to think about. “It was traumatic for all of us.”

“You loved him.”

Was it that easy to see? Maybe what gave it away was your pained expression at the mere thought of his death, or that you could barely say his name above a whisper. The more you stood in front of her the more you wanted to run away, thinking that this was a bad decision and that you should’ve listened to your family and stayed the hell away from here. But you couldn’t just leave now, and soon enough Sloane was inviting you in and telling you which door led to Ben’s room, and soon enough you were knocking on the door.

You heard a groan, and a small come in and for a moment you hesitated, thinking that you would be saddened by the fact that the new Ben wasn’t the same one. But you just needed to see him, even if it was just for a moment. You opened the door and closed it, coming face to face with someone who looked the same as your lover, smelled the same as your lover, and even stood the same as him too, but it wasn’t him. It was someone else.

“Did you come in to discuss something about your family, or are you just trying to get your hands on one of us since you didn’t get a piece of the action earlier?” Ben asked, his tone condescending and nothing like how you remembered it being. “As I recall, your little twitchy brother zapped you out of the house before things got exciting.” You shook your head, taking a step back as he took a step forward. You were silent, still eyes wide at the sight of him. The only thing that was different about his appearance was the visible scar on his face and the slightly tight fitting shirts that Ben never wore before.

You opened your mouth to say, “I just wanted to see if it was really you.”

“What do you mean, really me?” He asked.

“It’s a long story. But the Ben that I knew died so long ago, and I loved him so much. Seeing you down there earlier today just brought all of it back. I never thought that I would see you again . . . But it’s not you. Or at least the one that I knew from my timeline,” You explained.

“You were in love with me?” He asked. It was a strange concept to him. No one had ever loved him, not enough to pass out due to the thought of him, not enough to risk their life to come to his doorstep after their whole family had engaged in a fight that almost killed them. You were gorgeous enough as it is, and now you were telling him that you loved him. In some ways that made him feel a twinge of emotion towards you, and it made him extend his hand out forward. You flinched for a moment at his touch, but allowed it once you felt his fingertips on your arm. Closing your eyes, for a moment it felt like you were seventeen again and Ben was still here.

And you opened your eyes and Ben was there, those eyes that you remembered.

“Did he feel like this?” Ben asked you, his hand not leaving your arm. You nodded, reaching and grabbing the hand with your own. Just like how it used to be. Ben didn’t know why he was doing this, but it felt as if something in the universe was telling him to do it, like it was right somehow. Like you and him were meant to get together. It was all happening so fast.

In a moment of either pure hope or total idiocy, you stood on your tippy toes and kissed him. It was a short kiss, similar to the ones you two had shared before in your past. Clumsy even, noses brushing against one another as you pulled away a tiny bit to get a look at him. His eyes met yours and he leaned in again, not testing the waters like you had. He knew what he wanted and you were shamelessly going to give it to him, no questions asked. Ben’s hands reached down to the small of your back, pulling you into him and not letting go.

The kiss was greedy, taking all that you could of one another, you still standing on your tippy toes and steering out of balance when your chest hit his own. He kept you up though, your legs turning into jelly when he released his lips from your own and indulged in the crook of your neck. It was hot and sloppy, swollen lips trailing from your neck to your jaw and down the other side, a row of saliva glistening on your skin. Your body shuddered, he made you feel weak in his hands and all you wanted to do was fall down but he didn’t let you. Instead his hands kept you firmly, head dipping down further along your collarbone and squatting down, placing them on the backs of your thighs, nudging.

Realizing what he wanted, you were quick to obey, jumping into his arms and wrapping your legs around his waist. Ben’s strong arms held you with no problems, hoisting you up so your head was now level with his own. You took the opportunity to press your lips against his own again, hands finding their place on his jawline, kissing with a passion you had never used before with anyone else. His hands pulled you down and he grinded against you, making you moan into his mouth, Ben’s tongue sliding past your parted lips and exploring your mouth.

He began to walk backwards, steadily so as to not trip. And the moment his calves hit the bed, he sat down, taking you with him so you were now straddling his thighs. You were becoming aware of the heat between you two, every shuddering breath that left his lips egged you on further, wanting to make him writhe and moan your name over and over again. The need for him was deeper than you had ever felt before, and you didn’t want to hold back anymore, you wouldn’t let yourself run away from this. It was like he had never left.

There was a small knock on the door and it threw you off your groove, head snapping to the large door. Ben placed a hand on your side to steady you. “Who is it?” He asked, voice wavering a tiny bit at the interruption, hoping the person wouldn’t come in.

“Did you want to train tonight or tomorrow morning?” It was his sister Fei.

A sigh left Ben’s lips. “Tomorrow morning.” There was a muted reply that neither of you could hear, and another moment passed and you knew that she was gone.

“That was close-”

“Ben,” You breathed, not in the mood for small talk. You were still sitting on his thighs and you needed him more than ever now. “Stop talking.” A sly smile came across his lips and you wiped it away with a kiss, going back to the fast pace that had been set before. Your hands came and went under his shirt, feeling the taut skin of his abs and thanking God for his training and conditioning. He was considerably larger and muscular than when you had known him. The thought of him above you with a body like that? It made you falter in your movements.

Using the break in your concentration to his advantage, Ben started mouthing along your skin again, hands pulling up your shirt above your head. His eyes scanned your body, raising an eyebrow. “No bra?” He asked, making you shy away and look anywhere but at his face. You didn’t reply, but he seemed to not like that. His hand came and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. You gave a small smile, “Well I didn’t know that this was happening and I wanted to be comfy.” He hummed, somewhat disappointed in your answer but not disappointed at how compliant you seemed to be with him. Ben went back to kissing your neck, teeth grazing along your soft skin, making you jump whenever he bit down on a particular spot.

You were beginning to grow impatient. Perhaps it was with the way that he was worshiping you, wanting to kiss every single inch of you and make you keel into his touch over and over again. Or maybe it was because no one had ever made you feel this way before. You had been with others before, men whose names you didn’t bother remembering, all men who resembled the one below you now. Men, with blue eyes that you pretended were his, strong arms that felt like the ones that Ben wrapped around you before you said goodbye to him for what you didn’t know would be the last time. They never made you satisfied, and you were left feeling more broken than put together after the deed was done, scrambling to leave in the middle of the night to avoid the awkward conversation that would follow in the morning. Ben, even though he was only kissing you, put those men to shame. You wondered if he was thinking the same, that no woman measured up to you.

He definitely was.

Ben’s hands found your breasts, squeezing them and kneading them together, fingers coming to pinch your nipples. Your back arched into him and you almost fell over on top of him, using your hands on his muscles to stop you. You reached and decided you wanted to please him, to show him how much you wanted him. You trailed your hands under his shirt and came to the band of his pants, pushing your fingers past it and making your way down. Before you could hit his obvious hard on, one of his own hands came and grasped your wrists, pulling your hand away. You looked up, thinking that you did something wrong. Tilting your head, you gave him a silent what?

“I’m not done with you yet,” Ben explained. In one movement he put his hands to your back and flipped you two over, him now on top of you. Your head hit the mattress with a small humph and wondered what he had in store for you.

You worked with him to shimmy your pants and panties off, throwing them to some side of the room. His hands splayed against your thighs and you watched with an open mouth to see what he was going to do. He gave you a look, a familiar one that reminded you that you were actually here with him, not someone who looked and acted like him. It was actually Ben. The one that you still loved, the one that you trusted more than anyone in the world.

You were also well aware of the slick that was beginning to coat your thighs, body betraying you and showing him how much you wanted him, how you ached for him. Ben seemed to like it though, bringing his flesh hand to your slit and scooping some of it up. When he brought his hand back up, you could see the way that it glistened on his skin, popping a finger into his mouth and humming sinfully at the taste. He did it again and again, humming every single time your arousal hit his tongue. You looked down with heated cheeks, feeling a little embarrassed that you were getting so worked up over something so small. “You taste …” He trailed off, bringing his tongue to your folds and swiping up from your hole to your clit. “Amazing.”

“It’s all for you,” You said, wiggling your hips and urging him to pleasure you again. Ben smirked, feeling a sense of pride wash over him at your words. He brought a finger to you and pushed it in, watching your mouth open into a wide ‘O’ at the feeling. He curled it up, making your muscles tighten around him. Ben built a steady pace and he came back up to your face, pressing a kiss to your cheek sweetly as if he couldn’t hear the lewd sounds that were being created when he added a second finger in.

“Did he make you feel like this,” He asked, towering over you. His thumb rubbed against your clit while his fingers fucked into you. “Were you ever under me like this?”

You moaned out at his words, thighs clenching around his hand to keep him there. You couldn’t respond, too busy thinking about the steady fire that was building in you. You reached to climb higher, hoping he would grant you some kind of release. He didn’t give it to you though. Instead, whenever you were getting to that tipping point, he would stop all of his movements altogether until you stopped shaking, then repeat the process over and over again.

It was making you go crazy, how he had the power to push you towards release but he just wouldn’t do it.

“Tell me, when you were with other guys to forget, did they make you feel this good?” Ben whispered into your ear, biting the skin below it. “Did they make you shake under their fingertips?”

So that’s what it was. Jealousy. Ben was jealous of all the men that had been with you before him. How someone else had heard your first moans, been inside you, made you cum before he ever had the chance to. He was determined to make sure that he was better than them, and make sure that you would never go to anyone else again.

“Answer me.”

You opened your mouth to speak but you couldn’t. As if to test you further, he pushed a third finger into you, making you moan out his name loud and roll your eyes to the back of your skull. His thumb kept rubbing languid circles on your clit. You thought if you stayed quiet you could sneak an orgasm, cut him off guard. But as if he heard your thoughts, his movements stalled and he put his other hand firmly on your hips so you couldn’t even move against his statue-like hand. His dark eyes bore into your own and you squeezed around his fingers. “No, they weren’t anything like you. You make me feel so good, Ben.” The praise fell from your lips with ease, lava pooling in your stomach as if threatening to burst at any moment. If only he would just rub a little bit more …

He pulled his hand away from you. Ben didn’t even respond to your statement and you wondered if you said something wrong, if he had enough. And he had enough all right, but not enough of you. He wanted to see you cum, just around his cock and not his fingers.

But you couldn’t hear what he was thinking, which made you whimper when he pulled himself away fully, standing at the edge of the bed. You opened your legs up to him, the farthest that you could go without hurting yourself and hoping that it would make him come back to you quickly. Your clit was aching from several denied orgasms, almost thinking about pulling your hand down to finish yourself off, though deciding against it when knowing Ben would never allow something like that. He liked seeing you writhing like this.

Ben’s hands shed all his clothing. He wasn’t exactly putting on a show for you but you marveled anyways, watching the way that his muscles flexed when his shirt came off and how you wanted to lick all around his abdominal region and make your way all down to his cock, which was pressed against his stomach and slightly glistening with precum. It was big, probably the biggest you’ve ever had and felt your insides clench just thinking about it sliding into you. Once he was satisfied with his clothing off, he came back down to the bed and kneeled between your spread legs.

“Ben,” You whispered. “Please.”

“Please what?” There was a hint of mischief in his eyes and it took all of your strength to not roll your eyes. “What do you want me to do to you?” Of course he wanted to hear you say it, to announce what he was inevitably going to do.

You couldn’t ignore the way you loved how controlling he was with you, how he ordered you to do some things. And as much as you hated that he didn’t let you cum, you also loved how he would make you cum when he wanted you to, not you.

He took his cock into his hands and rubbed the tip against your glistening folds, teasing you in the most sinful way possible.

“Please … Fuck me Ben. Make me cum, I can’t take it anymore.” You just wanted him inside of you so badly, you were going to scream if this went on for any longer. He was right there, denying you both the pleasure.

With a nod of his head, he pushed into you in one fluid motion. The feeling of him bottoming out inside of you made you grip onto his bicep, pulling him close so his warm chest was against your own again. He wasted no time moving, the sound of it deliciously sweet in your ears. Ben took your legs and pushed them upwards, your feet hanging off of his shoulders and pressing your thighs further up until they were almost hitting the mattress. The change in position had you crying out, feeling him hit deeper inside of you.

You could feel every single scrape of his cock against your walls, increasing that fire in your stomach until you were sure you were about to cum. His pace was unrelenting, moving quicker and quicker until you were sure he was using all his power. He kept at it with such loyalty and vigor, his motivation to make you feel the best you ever had fuelling him to a tenfold. He was such a devoted man to begin with, so you should’ve known that he would handle things the same way in bed.

You squeezed around him. “Please,” You whimpered.

“Go ahead.” Those two words were all you needed, allowing yourself to scream out as your orgasm ripped through you, built up again and again and now it was finally here and it was amazing. It rippled through you like shockwaves, and made you go limp under him, legs completely boneless. Ben didn’t let up as he rode through your orgasm, keeping the same pace with you. He was unforgiving, not giving you time to adjust and instantly making you feel the feeling of overstimulation. You were so sensitive to his cock ramming in and out of you that you could feel a second orgasm already building up.

The tip of him hit a particularly nice spot in you and you yelled, curling your toes and your hands came to tangle and grip in his hair. You almost stopped for a moment thinking that you were hurting him, but when you looked at his face, you saw only fucked out bliss, white incisors showing in a ravenous grin. His eyes opened and they were almost fully dark, making you shiver.

You opened your mouth to speak but was halted by two of his fingers shoving their way into your mouth. It was harsh, but in a good way, your insides burning up as your second orgasm washed over you, sucking on his two fingers as they made your moans muffled.

“You feel so good. You’re so fucking tight,” He mumbled, as though he was talking to himself. He was completely thrown into the pleasure that you were giving him, hot and warm and just perfect, like you were made for his cock to be rammed into over and over again. “Made for me, all for me.” He used your past words, them never losing their meaning no matter how many times he muttered under his breath.

Time seemed to slow and grow faster at the same time, the whole room disappearing as both of you focused on only each other. You weren’t sure how many times he had made you cum at this point, you took whatever he gave you and took it well. When you got enough strength to crane your neck down, you watched as your hole enveloped his cock, it coming back out slicked with the remnants of your past orgasms. Ben saw where your eyesight was and a sense of pride washed over him again. “Do you like watching that? Seeing how well you take me?” He asked, egging you on. His hand went to grab your own and placed it on your lower abdomen, and you could feel the skin slightly raising up every time he went into you. You could see it too, sliding in and out.

Though, even if he didn’t want to admit it to himself, his movements were beginning to falter. He was becoming more sloppy with his hips and you knew he was about to cum. So, to give him what he had worked for, you wiggled your hips up, matching his hips. Your oversensitive clit rubbed against the base of his cock and you were clenching around him, and as if on cue, you were cumming again, feeling weak under him. Ben wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up, his cock splitting you open until he was spilling inside of you.

The moans that left his mouth were probably the hottest things you had ever felt in your life. You could feel his cum dripping down his cock, coating your thighs and dripping onto the soiled sheets. He put you down on the bed and followed you, eyes watching your own and kissing your sweaty forehead. He finally stopped moving and stilled inside, not wanting to leave you and go back to the way things had been before. He didn’t want to leave this moment and neither did you.

Because both of you knew when you were both cleaned up, you would have to come to terms with what was happening.

So you stayed there with him, letting his cock stay inside of you and whispering sweet nothings into his ear, words of praise were exchanged. How good he had been, how good you made him feel … Anything that both of you could think of to keep the moment from ending.

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ch0c0-cake · 2 years

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Fly

five hargreeves x fem!reader

found this idea by a post by @col0rlord ! Apologies if it’s a little long ! I got a little carried away

summary - it’s the end of the world, and luther is getting married. once your ‘secret’ admirer sees you all dressed up, it’s all over for the poor boy. (i’m adding a little singing scene because i’m a cliché motherfucker)

warnings - spoilers for season three, cursing

“I’ve barely even started and you look so good!” Sloane let out a happy squeal as she carefully applied the black eyeliner to your eyelid.

“I don’t how how you managed to convince me to let you to do this.” You tensely muttered, gingerly scratching at your thigh so you wouldn’t smack Sloane’s hand away from your face. “I hate shit near my eyes.” In fact, you knew exactly why you were letting Sloane do this. More than half her family was fucking dead. Marcus, Alphonso, Jayme, Fei, and Christopher. You didn’t know her well, but if Luther liked her so much to where they wanted to get married, she must be someone special. Sloane at least deserved this much.

“I know, but I promise I won’t be very long.” She hummed out, being very careful to not make you uncomfortable. Well, more uncomfortable than you already were as she was now applying mascara.

“Sloane, I swear if that thing gets in my eyes-”

“Shh, it won’t!” She said with a giggle, putting a hand on your shoulder to try and get you to relax. “This is nice, y’know? You’re like a little sister I’ve never had.” She smiled, and your shoulders relaxed.

“Keep in mind, I’m technically older than you.” You reminded her. “I just look like a prepubescent teenage girl who doesn’t know what foundation matches her skin tone.”

“Do you know what foundation matches your skin tone?”

“…Sloane, I wasn’t exactly wearing makeup while I lived in the end of the world.”

“I know that, silly.” She breathed out, finally pulling the mascara away from your eyelashes. You blinked uncomfortably, blowing a strand of hair from your face. “Oh, maybe I should have done shadow before mascara…” Sloane reached to her cotton candy pink makeup bag and pulled out a few palettes.

“You do know what you’re doing, yeah?” You grit your teeth a bit. “No offense, Sloane, I really do not want to go down there looking like a crazy person.”

She giggled and spread out the options for you to choose from. “You pick one of these, and I’ll go from there, okay?”

You hesitated and picked up the one that looked the most casual. You didn’t need bright and shiny colors, thank you very much. “Please take it easy.” You said as she excitedly grabbed the item from you and a couple brushes.

“Don’t worry, you’ll look gorgeous for Five. He’ll love it.” She cooed out, about to apply the first shade until you pulled your head back in surprise.

“Huh? Who said anything about Five?” You defended, but you could feel your face getting a little warm.

“Hm…I didn’t think I put that much blush on you.” She teased, gently guiding you forward so she could get started. “What, you and Five aren’t a thing at all?”

“What led you to think that?” You mumbled, the embarrassment written all over your face.

“Oh honey…” she giggled as you scrunched your face up while she applied the colors to your eyelids. “You may not have noticed over all the soft bickering you both like to indulge in…but the looks you give each other are very sweet. The way you both reach for each other when you sense danger.” She only laughed again when you furrowed your eyebrows in skepticism, eyes closed but the message getting across.

“…whatever…” you mumbled.

“Oh, I don’t think I told you how angry he got when our families first met.” Sloane hummed out. “Remember when I kinda tossed a vase at you and it broke over your head? Knocked you out?”

“Don’t remind me. That shit hurt, Sloane!”

“I know, I know! I’m sorry!” She quickly said, but continued here story. “Five saw your head bleeding and you on the floor, and I’ve never seen someone look angrier. I’ve never even seen Ben look that mad. It was like I had killed someone’s mother or something.” She said softly, pulling the brushes away which signaled she was done.

“He’s my friend, Sloane. Of course he was worried.” You softly defended, quietly cursing out yourself. Oh how badly you wanted Sloane to be right. But you really didn’t want your final emotion before the end of everything to be one of heartbreak after confessing and being rejected. Spending so much time with someone in the apocalypse can lead to some intense feelings. Five kept you sane for so long, while driving you mad at the same time with his stubbornness and sass.

“Hun, you aren’t understanding me.” Sloane sighed with a gentle smile as she grabbed a container of lip gloss. “There’s being worried, and then there’s being scared shitless. After he knocked me away, the way he picked you up was so gentle. You were like fine china in his arms. The fear in his eyes was so prominent. I really think he’s in love with you. Just wait until he sees you, his eyes are going to pop out of his head.” She held your face in her hands as she applied the lip gloss. “Dance with him tonight, okay? See how it goes.”

“…damn it, Sloane.” You breathed out with a chuckle, reluctantly agreeing and she squealed happily.

“Yay! Be sure to tell me all about it!” She said, standing up as she was now finished. She pulled you up and dragged you to a full-length mirror, and your eyes widened like quarters when you saw your reflection.

You were never one for dressing fancy in dresses. You usually stuck to suits, since that’s what you and Five did Commission work in. Dresses were hard to murder people in. Plus, you’d feel bad staining a beautiful dress with blood. You knew you could look good without dressing up, but this side of you wasn’t that bad. The way the dress fit your body perfectly astounded you. The makeup looked wonderful. You had truly underestimated Sloane. She’d done your hair exactly the way you wanted too.

“So..? Do you like it?” Sloane asked with a nervous smile.

“I look like a girl on prom night…gross…I love it.” You mumbled, trying to make up your mind. Sloane just laughed and pulled you in for a hug.

“I’m so glad you think so! Thanks for agreeing to be my maid of honor, by the way.” She smiled, and you could feel the pure joy radiating from her. You would never admit it, but you truly were glad you could help Sloane in this way.

“Yeah, it’s no big deal.” You shrugged with a cough, and Sloane pulled away, beaming.

“Let’s go, then! You gotta go get your man!” She started toward the door.

“Wait, Sloane.” You quickly called, staying at your spot in front of the mirror with a soft frown.

She turned and tilted her head. “Is everything okay?”

“Just…do you really think Five will like it?” You asked quietly, but just loud enough to hear. “He’s never seen me in this attire. What if he doesn’t like it, Sloane?”

She gave you a smile and walked back over to you, taking your smaller hands in her warm ones. She really was like a big sister, despite the fact you were technically much older. “You’re overthinking this. I know Five is going to be head over heels for you. How could he not be? If he has something else to say, he can march right over to me and tell me his complaint. Okay?”

“…thank you, Sloane.” You said softly, before pulling her into a hug. She was definitely shocked, as she didn’t expect you to initiate the hug. “Don’t tell anybody about this though, okay?”

“Aww…of course.” She smiled, hugging back for a few moments before pulling away. “Okay, now let’s go!”

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“Where is she..?!” Five quietly hissed under his breath, pacing back and forth in the wedding venue that was managed to get set up. Everybody else was here, so where were you? You told him you would be there, that’s the only reason he agreed to go.

“Now, what are you so worried about this time?!”

Shit. He should have kept his mouth shut and have stayed still. Klaus came sauntering over, his usual carefree smile on his face.

“Nothing, Klaus.” Five breathed out in irritation.

“Ohhhh, you are waiting for your little girlfriend..!” Klaus teased, wiggling his shoulders suggestively.

Five turned and gave him a sharp glare. “How many times have I told you? She is not my girlfriend.”

“You want her to beeeee!”

“Klaus! Shut up or I’ll end you before the Kugelblitz does.”

“Ohh, don’t be so mean. It’s a wedding!” Klaus exclaimed, not paying much attention to Five’s irritation. “I bet she’s just getting all dressed up! With makeup and all!” He hummed. “And she’s gonna come down and have her Disney princess moment, and you’re gonna be all flabbergasted like ‘oh you look so beautiful, go out with me!’ Exactly like that!”

Five’s eye twitched. Klaus may be slightly right, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t annoying. Before Five could snap back with a response, the elevator dinged and the doors open. The sight that fell on Five’s eyes made his mouth fall open like a complete idiot.

There you were. Like a princess. Hair just the way he’d envisioned it would be, dressed in the color that just worked for you. The way it brought out your eyes astounded Five. The way it showed off your body perfectly, good god. There was a plethora of body types out there, all beautiful, but yours? Like a goddess. He’d been everywhere anybody could imagine, but never anywhere did Five see someone as remarkable as the girl he’d crushed on since he was a boy. He’d seen so many things, but nothing could take his breath away like you could.

Take his breath away was right, Five realized he wasn’t breathing. He turned away and quietly gasped for some air, turning back around as soon as he could.

“Well, who knew you could dress up so nice?!” Klaus announced with a big grin, soft claps coming from the others.

“Shut up or I’ll end you before the Kugelblitz does, Klaus.” You mumbled.

Klaus chuckled nonchalantly. “Funny, Five said something similar earlier.” He hummed, putting a hand on your back. “Speaking of! He was looking for you, go say hi!”

Five’s eyes widened. ‘Thanks a lot, brother,’ he thought with a hint of annoyance. He caught a glimpse of you whispering to Klaus for a sec, but Klaus didn’t seem much for conversation and he lightly pushed you over to him. You didn’t seem to like that considering the shoes you were in.

“Klaus, I’m in heels-!” You yelped, and Five watched as your foot slipped.

“Shit-!” He hissed and blinked right over to where you were and caught you before you could hit the ground. “Klaus, you absolute idiot!” What was Klaus thinking? She’s never worn heels a day in her life! He recalled that you hated heels. You always resorted to nice looking loafers for missions, never heels.

Klaus feigned shock and covered his open mouth with his hand. “Oh, I am so sorry! You caught her, though!”

Five rolled his eyes and simply blinked to somewhere else in the room, looking at you. Your eyes really were beautiful. “How bad did Sloane beg to get you to wear those, my friend?” He raised an eyebrow and cracked a smile, helping you stand up straight. He had to steady you before you spoke, and you crossed your arms.

“She just…has these eyes, Five.” You groaned, but you had that face where you were annoyed but were also endeared by something. He saw that look a lot.

“You shoulda just said no.” Five chuckled with a shake of his head. “You still would look astonishing without them.”

He only realized what he had said when the awkward silence hit the both of them like a truck. ‘I really just said that.’ Then he caught that smile. It was shy. Timid. Your face would darken with blush, and even though you would turn your face away, you were so perfect.

“…thanks, Five.” You said, rubbing your arm. “You look astonishing, too.”

Before he could respond, the elevator dinged and out came the bride. You smiled a mischievous smile.

“Gotta go, Five. We’ll talk later.” You pat his shoulder and people got in their ‘places’. Luther and Sloane at the altar, Klaus being the one officiating the wedding so he stood in between them. Viktor took his spot near Luther, while you took yours near Sloane.

As Klaus spat some wedding nonsense with his own little twist, Five found himself not able to focus on his brother and sister-in-law. His eyes were on you. What the hell was wrong with him? He could hardly even focus, and his face felt hot. His palms were sweaty and his stomach was churning. His throat felt tight, as if someone was choking him. But he knew what being choked felt like, and it definitely did not feel like this. It was like you had a chokehold on him. Every time his eyes flickered away from you, something made him look right back to your celestial figure.

Soon enough, the I do’s were said, and the group dispersed to allow Luther and Sloane their dance. Just as Five was about to go right to you, Sloane got to you first. She caught Five’s eyes and giggled softly, giving him a knowing smile before talking quietly to you. Five silently watched your facial expressions, trying to get a read on what was happening. He also just adored looking at your face.

Sloane smiled, and you made a face of annoyance. She made a face of pleading, and you hesitated before answering with a roll of your eyes, leading to a very happy Sloane.

Five wondered what it was about Sloane that made you agree to do things for her so easily. Nonetheless, he admired the way you would do things out of your comfort zone to make her happy after all that shit that went down the past few days. It was terrible just thinking that you had been dead in the apocalypse before he found you, so he could only imagine Sloane’s heartbreak after five of her siblings died so close together.

Five was about to blink and go see what you were up to, but he saw you grab the mic and he understood. Sloane wanted you to sing. Hell, he wasn’t complaining. You would sing a lot during the end of the world while you were together and he would never get sick of hearing your angelic voice. He shot you a smile and walked over to the alcohol. If Five wanted to dance at all with you, he was gonna need a little courage.

Luther and Sloane walked to the dance floor, and you tried finding an instrumental for a song you wanted. Five smiled at the look of concentration on your face. Eventually you found it and stepped in the opening and began to sing.

“When I was a child, my eyes were clear, I saw the good side

That's the kind of second sight that doesn't last too long

Then when I was lost, I heard a voice that brought me healing

That's the kind of special hope he brought me with his song

People only saw the doctor, lawyer, Indian chief

But he was just a lonely little boy to me

With his sweet and gentle touch he sure unlocked my soul

So in return I surely want to help to set him free”

You weren’t sure why you had picked this song. It was a wedding, so you needed to pick something lovey-dovey, right? Sloane didn’t specify what she wanted, would this be okay? A showtune? Maybe not the greatest wedding song ever. Then as you kept singing, you realized exactly why you picked this song. That lonely little boy…with a sweet and gentle touch was the boy you’d been in love with for so long.

“Yeah, now I wanna see him fly, fly

I’ll be your alibi, my baby

Fly, fly, fly away

We didn't get to say goodbye, goodbye

No need to tell me why, my baby

Maybe it's because you'll fly back home to me one day”

Five silently watched you stand and sing. He recognized the song very quickly, you’d heard it after the two of you returned home and you would quietly sing it to yourself. He watched as passion slowly started to fill those beautiful eyes. You chose this song for a reason.

“Men who they call real were really fakes who left me nothing

But this man they call a fake gave me something real

I've known cruel men with Christian names that taught me manners

But this man without a name taught me how to feel

They only saw the magic tricks, the smoke and mirrors

Was I the only one to ever see the boy?

So now they want to clip his precious wings and bring him down

But in his heart and soul's the kind of good they can't destroy”

You found your eyes wandering to Five sitting alone, a glass of alcohol in hand. Instead of focusing on his drink, he was looking directly at you. He usually had such an intense look on his face, but he looked so…gentle. And soft. It was the look of the boy you fell head over heels with. You met men at the Commission who gaped at you, stared in awe, but in reality they didn’t do anything for you. Five gave you everything you could ever ask for. Without trying, he’d taught you so much and you loved him for it. Sometimes you felt as if nobody knew this soft side of Five, not even his own siblings. Five getting attacked physically by Commission lackeys and emotionally by his siblings hurt you so bad. Deep down, you knew Five had such a good heart, and cared so much about you and his family.

“So now I wanna see him fly, fly

I'll be your alibi, my baby

Fly, fly, fly away

We didn't get to say goodbye, goodbye

No need to tell me why, my baby

Maybe it's because you'll fly back home to me one day,”

Five stood up immediately once he saw the tears start to form in your eyes during a particular line. We didn’t get to say goodbye. The two of you truly did not get to say goodbye when you both were sent off into the apocalypse. He had screwed up and landed the two of you in different time periods of the apocalypse. You were stuck in the past of the apocalypse, while he was further ahead. He had screwed you over so bad, but you forgave him and greeted him with open eyes. He spotted Diego and Lila slowly go over to the dance floor, and Five decided he wanted to dance with somebody.

“Baby, when you're in the clouds, please keep a lookout

Maybe, darling, find a hideaway for you and I, you and I”

You had to stop a grimace from appearing. Ew, feeling emotions. You felt the tears in your eyes and tried to force them down, but it was hard to stop them. That’s when you saw someone making his way toward you. The look on Five’s face was unreadable, which you never thought you’d say. You were usually able to tell somewhat what Five was thinking. Without a word, Five gently grabbed your waist, despite the fact you were occupied with singing a very emotional ballad, and he gently led you to the dance floor along with Luther, Sloane, Diego, and Lila. Looking into the eyes of the boy you’d pined after for so long…man, it does things.

“And now I wanna see you fly, fly

I'll be your alibi, my baby

Fly, fly, fly away

We didn't get to say goodbye, goodbye,”

Five felt terrible seeing the tears roll down your pretty face as you sang your sweet little heart out. Your eyes screwed shut and you maneuvered so that only he would be the one seeing you cry. He was the one who got to see you so vulnerable. The fact you were crying, singing, and now dancing in heels was incredible to him. All he wanted to do was make you feel safe. You two weren’t able to say goodbye before, but before this new apocalypse, you two would be able to say goodbye.

“No need to tell me why, my baby

Maybe it's because you'll fly back home to me one day

And I'll be waiting for you there

You'll fly back home to me one day”

You allowed yourself to weep openly in front of Five as you sang. You weren’t one to go rattling off your emotions all the time, and you despised thinking about your time in the apocalypse. This was the first time you released how you felt about it in some way. Five’s hand slowly reached up and touched the side of your face, using a thumb to wipe away a tear. Five took the mic, blinked away and put it back where you found it, and put on some other song. He was right back to you.

“You know…in all my years I never thought my breath would quite literally be taken away by someone.” Five said softly, his hands gentle on your waist.

“Oh, you’re just saying that.” You chuckled softly. “I sang a pretty song, that’s it. Wasn’t even too good. Her vocals do not match mine.” You replied, earning a soft sigh from Five.

“How many years have we spent our time together?” He asked seriously, tilting his head and squinting his eyes. He took a deep breath, like he was preparing himself. “Goddamn it, it’s the end of the world, so why not? I like you, okay?”

You hesitated. Was Five being serious? He wasn’t the type to pull pranks. “I…sure hope you would like me somewhat, we’ve seen each other almost every day for many years-”

“You know what kind of like I’m talking about.” He gave you an expectant look. Was he confessing to you right now? You never thought you’d see the day. “I’ve seen all sides of you and I like all of them. Even the one that argues with me when I’m right.” This earned a chuckle from you. “Like I said, it’s the end of the world, so might as well tell you now. I saw you tonight and knew you were the only one right for me. You have every right to reject me. Terrible timing, I know.” He chuckled lightly. “Judging by how passionately you stared at me while singing that song, I’m inclined to believe you feel the same. Do you?”

You were practically speechless. “Five…” you could feel your face heating up again. “Idiot, what the hell took you so long?”

“Well, better late than never.” He hummed, a smug smile on his face. “Come on, you have to admit it now.”

“I’m not admitting anything, Five.” You huffed, averting your eyes to Sloane, who looked very very excited as she looked at you both.

Five clicked his tongue. “Well then, I suppose I’ll just have to go get a drink.” He started to pull his hands away but you were quick to pull them back.

“No! God, you’re such an ass.” You mumbled in irritation, before closing your eyes and sighing. “I like you a lot, Five. Maybe even love you. I think I’ve loved you for a long time.”

“Finally you admitted it, you stubborn bastard.” He teased, and before you could start to protest, he had suddenly teleported the two of you to a more secluded area of the room. “Well, I love you too.” He hummed softly, gently taking your face in his hands. He cleared his throat, almost nervously. Was Five nervous? That was unusual for him.

“Five..?”

“You have every right to say no, but…” he took a deep breath, averting eye contact for a few moments before looking you right in the eyes. “May I kiss you?” He breathed out shakily.

Now that was something you didn’t expect. Five was standing there, timidly asking if he could kiss you. His touch was sweet and gentle, like it usually was when you two touched.

“Of course you can kiss me, Five.” You chuckled softly, your own face very hot while you tried to play it off. You could see the relief in his eyes at your answer, and he stepped closer to you.

When Five’s lips touched yours, he was so incredibly mad at himself that he didn’t do this before. How long could he have been doing this with someone like you? How long could he have been holding you? Kissing you? Doing all these sickening, cheesy, romantic things with you? Why did his stubborn ass wait until the end of everything? He was such a dumbass. At the same time, he was addicted to this. The way your lips moved against his, like they belonged together. He could feel you smile into the kiss, and that made him feel things he’d never felt before. This was making you happy, and that’s what mattered.

When he pulled away, he lifted a finger to your lips to prevent you from saying anything.

“We’ll get to say goodbye this time, okay?” He said gently, keeping his hand on your face in hopes it would make you believe him. “I promise you that.”

He felt your face lightly lean into his hand. “We better, or I’ll kick your ass, Number Five.” You mumbled, and he laughed ever since slightly. That was you, ‘threatening’ him every ten seconds.

Suddenly, there was a loud obnoxious gasp from somewhere somewhat nearby, and Five cursed.

“I knew it!” Klaus cheered. “Luther, you owe me fifty bucks, dear brother!!”

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