#blue writes for the umbrella academy

[hoewkeye]

Hi! I just read some of your first and Wow 🥺❤️

I was wondering if you could do #8[this middle of an adventure, what a great place to start] from your 505 requests with Diego Hargreeves and gn!reader?

Ty❤️❤️❤️

hey, first of all thank you so much <3 and I wanna apologize because I completely missed the “gn” part and wrote with a fem!anatomy 🥺 I hope you like it, though.

Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x fem!Reader

Summary: Diego finds you in your way home.

Tags: SMUT, dry humping, public indecency, slightly sub!Diego

Word Count: 353

This is for my i’m going back to 505 party!

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Bucking his hips against yours, Diego bit his lower lip to contain a devilish grin as he heard your moan. He was now fully hard, his dick pressed against your pussy while he thrust in delightful friction.

Your back was slammed against the cold wall in an empty street, where Diego had found you — coming home from work. His blood was still rushing with adrenaline from a fight he had just come back from, a few bruises on his face. “Nothing to worry about,” he had shoved off before kissing you with hunger.

The rolls of his hips were slow but hard, forcing himself into you like an animal in heat. Miserably searching for any kind of pleasure, biting on your lips and gripping your body like you were his property, his principal object of desire.

In moments like that, when Diego pounded into you roughly, pulling on your hair and sucking on your neck with such lust, you felt like a goddess. Because you knew you were the only one that could drive him crazy, out of control.

“So good for me,” he whispered. “So good. I'm so close, baby—”, your panties were soaked already, the fabric of your denim pants only increasing the friction and making you roll your eyes as shivers ran down your spine.

“Be a good boy and come for me, Diego,” you managed to speak in a low voice, feeling your own orgasm building up. “Come for me, babe.”

He pinned you against the wall harder, his hips completely buried between your legs as he came in his pants. His body trembled, a deep moan leaving his lips as he gave slow, sloppy thrusts.

All you could hear was his uneven breath and the wet sound of his damped pants, still moving against you when the familiar heat took over your body, making your pussy clench around nothing and leaving you shivering under his touch.

You were both flushed, your hair messy and clothes completely crumpled. But when you looked at each other, in the middle of that empty street, you both realized you couldn’t care less.

#blue writes #blue505party #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves #the umbrella academy #tua #umbrella academy #blue writes for the umbrella academy #david castaneda #david castaneda x reader

[lyssak09]

Yander Number Five hcs

Five is a either a tunsdere or just a low ket yandere. At first

Five probably fell in love with you when you guys were teens. Then when he accidentally jumped too far he lost it when he saw your adult self dead with his family.

So during his time in the apocalypse he he hunts down things that remind him of you and search for ways to get back home.

One day while he was searching for supplies in a mall he found a manikin that looked like you. So he took it with him everywhere.

When Five eventually made it back to the "present" he ignored everyone else at Regionald's memorial. He made a bee line for you. He hugged you and didn't let you go while your mouth and the families mouths just hung open.

Somehow (your girl is too lazy to write how) Five managed to accelerate his growth and becomes your age.

Five is a possessive, manipulative, and a snarky clingy yandere.

He is more than willing to kill for you. If someone came on to you in front of him then he won't even have the decency to wait for you to leave so he can kill them.

Once he is done he is covered in blood and human bits. Five will sigh, grab you, and pretend nothing happened. If you cry or freak out while he tries to love on you covered in blood he will roll his eyes and tell you to shut up then kiss your forehead, smearing blood on you.

You tried to escape from him and leave the Hargreaves mansion after that incident but it didn't work well.

Five will guilt trip the hell out of you

"What do you mean you need space? I've been separated from you for years. And you're already trying to abandon me"

If you try to hang out with one of the other boys without him then he will be majorly possessive. He'll fight you on you having alone time. And if you somehow manage to get alone time then you better look around the corners. Because Five is more than likely watching from afar and drinking coffee

In a perfect world, where the world isn't ending, you'll be his perfect house wife

Five is very demanding and direct in letting everyone know what he wants and getting what he wants. No matter how much you argue or avoid him because of this. He will get what he wants.

Five will always be touching you in someway. Whether it be a hand on your hips to him sitting right next to you.

If he sees you hugging someone else (even his siblings) he will be pissed. You'll know that you fucked up when you see him clench his jaw, frown, and slightly clench his fists.

He will immediately pull you away and jump. Once you're both far away from anyone he tears a new one into you.

"You know you belong to me! No one should be touching you, but me!" He yelled as you started to cower. Maybe once upon a time you would have argued with him, but he took away whatever backbone you had (if you had one) a long time ago Five walks towards the wall next to you and punches a giant hole in it, causing you to jump in fear. "You touch anybody who isn't me again then they'll end up dead. And you'll get a punishment" he says an walks out the door to take a breather. You slowly slide down the wall and cry. You should have known better then upset him. Its all you're why he's mad right now. (That is pure Five manipulation right there my friends)

When you guys were kids he was also very possessive of you and your time then as well. How could he not be when you're so you. And he was especially extra possessive since you were the only friend the Hargreaves children were allowed to have. Which is remarkable since you are a normal.

Delores had to break up so many fights between Five and the other children because of his clingy and possessive tendencies.

Reginald used Five's love for you as a reward and punishment. If Five acted up then he wouldn't be allowed to see you. If he was good and trained extra hard then the more he can see you.

"The more you train Five, the more time with Y/N you'll be given."

You should have picked up on his unhealthy obsession love for you when you were kids. But you just couldn't see him in that light I guess.

If you had a crush on one of his siblings then he will be ruthless to them. Especially in dueling for training.

Since he has known you as kids then he'll know basically everything about you.

He will kidnap you, especially if you keep avoiding him. His yandere tendencies with increase 10 fold when he finally gets to reunite with you again. And since you can't jump like him, you're stuck at a home he found for the two of you.

If you need something from Five when you're kidnapped then he will negotiate with you. " I get no benefits from it. So why should I get you that? What do I get in return?" Which will cause you to give into whatever he desires at that point in time. Whether it be physical or verbal acts of love, you better give him what he wants or you're not getting what you requested.

If Five has had a hard day dealing with his family (who are searching for you) then you better behave, make him coffee/food, love on him, and tell him how much you need him. Or else you're gonna receive a pisser pissy Five.

In your little house he will have all your favorite things there for you. No matter what it be, except for certain things.

If you want a console of some sort then except parental controls on it. He isn't dumb. Five isn't gonna give you something that allows you to talk to other people to get help unless it has parental controls that block that.

Five's punishments are verbal, mental, and possibly physical.

If you piss him off enough, like by trying to escape, then he might hurt you in the crossfire of his rage. Your home will be a mess and you will be on the floor crying while holding your cheek.

Or if you refuse him and his physical touches then he might lock you in a room for a couple days. Five might also say somethings about how no one can love you because you're his alone.

"No one can love you after I claim you"

If you try to butter him up with you iniating physical affection he will give you a deranged smile and hold on to you like a python. And kiss you like his life depends on it.

But Five isn't stupid, he knows you're trying to manipulate him. (Which is silly, trying to manipulate the master of manipulation.) But he will keep his deranged smile and hold you. Because you're not gonna get whatever it is out of him. You might be able to "manipulate" him into getting a book or something, but really its just a reward for you initiating physical contact. Trying to manipulate him to make your escape easy is stupid.

If you do somehow escape (good luck with that, the house is basically escape-proofed, all the windows are bullet proof and painted shut, multiple locks on every door leading to the outside) then don't seek refuge with anyone you love, even the rest of the Hargreaves. Five is more than willing to kill them if it means he gets you back.

Five loves you more than anything, including coffee. Just be a good girl and love him. Or else you're gonna be in hell for a long time (better hope you get Stockholm Syndrome quickly)

Will you guys please request something. Its the only thing that really gives me the push to finish writing my drafts and stuff 😭. I have a list pinned of things I write for. So please feel free to request or ask stuff.

#yandere headcanon #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #unbrella academy x reader #Number 5 #Number Five #number five #five hargreeves #five hargreaves x reader #yandere five hargreeves #yandere five hargreeves x reader #Lyssa's hcs #Miss Blue writing

[anonymous-hargreeves]

Soft Spot

Five Hargreeves x child!reader

☆= Five shows a gentle side as gn!child!reader appears all bruised up

Warnings: mentions of bad guys, violence

Genre: fluff, comfort

Masterlist

Trying to save the world from the apocalypse, Five didn’t had time for this. Not at all. After all he didn’t expect you to appear out of nowhere, you weren’t even supposed to be in this timeline. Naturally he wasn’t too pleased, when the 4-year-old you, was suddenly behind him as he was walking back home. Your little knees scraped and bloody, as a few small bruises were showing up across your arms and one slightly bigger one on your face. An awful looking cut right across your left cheek. Five was disturbed at that sight, who wouldn’t be.

Sure, he was annoyed, but took you in without hesitation. So now you were sitting on the bar counter in the living room, sniffing as Five started to clean your wounds. “How did you even manage to do all this Y/N? You look like you got beaten up.” He didn’t expect an answer, you were to busy wiping away your tears while looking around. This place was big, huge even for you and there was so much to explore! You tug at his jacket. “Can we play?”

He stops in his tracks, looking up at you, confused. “Can you even walk? Y/N”, he sighs, “you are hurt. We cannot play like this.” Trying to seriously argue with a 4-year-old seemed ridiculous the moment he did it. Especially because he knew you and your character. Knew exactly how much of an adventurer you were and that nothing could stop you. But right now, he was way too worried. How come you like you’ve been through hell? And why are you not telling him what happened? You used to share everything with him.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?” You look at him, a clear scowl visible on your face. “No.” Five looks at you in slight shock for a second but catches himself quickly. “Now, not that attitude.”, he softly tickles your side, “I just need to know something. If you tell me, I will get some really delicious ice cream in your favorite flavor.”

Five couldn’t hold in the laugh as your eyes widen and a smile breaks out on your face. Adorable, he thought. “So, I need to know, dear, did some bad guys give you those?” He pointed on your bruises and knees. You bit the inside of your cheek. Pondering in your little head, if you really should tell him.

“Well”, you begin, looking around the room to avoid his gaze at you “I hurt my knees when I was playing! But-“, Five waited patiently for you to finish. “Some bad guys were after me and my brother, but that’s already okay! All gone now!”

The Umbrella Academy member didn’t know if he should feel shocked or rather relieved, but no matter what, it was important that he takes care of you until someone would get you. “Okay, okay, lets get you some ice cream and then we play.” “You will play the pretty princess, Five!” “What-“

A few hours later his siblings came back to a truly adorable sight. Klaus had taken a picture right away. You snuggled up in Fives arms, as a small crown was still on the boy’s head. The pink feather boa that was laying around earlier, was also draped around his shoulders, while both of you are fast asleep. It was clear to everyone, you were Five’s soft spot.

#the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #five hargreeves #number five #umbrella academy five #five x reader #five reader #klaus hargreeves #blue’s writing #you #tua x you #tua x reader #tua five #reader insert

[c0ffee-gh0ul]

Fandoms I Will Write For!

I want to expand my horizons past only writing Scott Pilgrim stuff, so here is a masterlist of all fandoms I will write for :)

Scott Pilgrim (All media types)

Shameless (US)

Igby Goes Down

Succession

Splatoon 3 (I just started playing this so I will try my best!)

The Umbrella Academy (TV show only, I haven't read all the comics)

Blue Exorcist (Anime only, I haven't read all the manga)

I'm looking forward to more requests! Thank you to everyone for your continued support <3

#scott pilgrim #spto #spvstw #spvtw #scott pilgrim takes off #scott pilgrim vs the world #shameless us #igby goes down #succession #splatoon 3 #the umbrella academy #tua #blue exorcist #ao no exorcist #requests #fanfic #fanfiction #writer #writing

[vanyaaaaa-h]

Alright, just had an interesting thought and it probably means I need to schedule a series rewatch immediately after finishing season three, but as someone deeply in love with Grace’s role as the Umbrella Academy’s mom and now singing along to the Ciao Papa verses stuck in my head, I’d like to imagine a world where Viktor’s seemingly endless powers breathed life into Grace. Like yes, she was a robot, but her child revived someone else in season 2, so Grace becoming Pinocchio to Viktor’s Blue Fairy just seems right. Imagine a world where baby Vanya/Viktor had enough and in a burst of emotion thought, “yeah fuck Reggie and his parenting, imma get a mom out of this who no one can vote to decomission.” I’m just imagining the implications, esp for Diego “mama’s boy” Hargreeves, and their lives.

Like would Grace get them out of there now that she was a real person? Would it change anything or nothing?

#viktor hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #grace hargreeves #the umbrella academy #alternate universe #what if viktor’s powers made him the Blue Fairy #and he brought his mom to life #partially inspired by some Tony Stark centric fics where he created his AI’s and somehow gave them souls #can’t remember the fics now but the idea is from there so #just imagine #the possibilities are endless #diego hargreeves #canon divergence #someone please write a fic #someone please write this #pinocchio #blue fairy

[high-key-satan-low-key-satanic]

Creating The Bible

God : I’m writing my autobiography. Any tips?

Satan : Kill off the main character.

#girlie's guys and gays #its very important to me that you understand #i did not create this a umbrella academy quotes blog did and i thought i saved the post after i copy + pasted the lines #but girlie's guys and gays i know i did but the tumblr fucked me over i know they did #so for transparency did i write this quote? no did i write a bible? yes thats all you need to know #an no exorcist #incorrect quotes #revelations paradise acquired #blue exorcist #satan #God

[sissytobitch10seconds]

Blue and White

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Summary: Viktor Hargreeves in ordinary in everything but his love life. While everyone around him is getting pushed and pulled towards their soulmates, his world has remained shrouded in black and white his entire life. He knows that it will stay that way, too. At least he has one unique thing about him to try and start a conversation with his siblings when he attends their father's funeral. Warnings: Angst, canon-typical child abuse, and mentions of toxic relationships Word Count: 6,092 Ship(s): Five Hargreeves/Viktor Hargreeves

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A/N: So I really struggled with choosing a prompt for this one and eventually I went to my mutual ( @lovely-number-7 ) and they helped me choose one! I really liked how this turned out even if it was, once again, very long in exposition and world building and very small in actual fiktoring. I promise that one day I'm gonna fix that, lol. I hope that you all enjoy and please feel free to ask me about the AU if you want in the comments! Stay sissy and bitchy everyone &lt;3

Year of Fiktor

Blue and White

An Umbrella Academy Fanfiction

A Five Hargreeves/Viktor Hargreeves Fanfiction

By Sissytobitch10seconds

AU of your choice - time travel - meet cute/blind date - “you’re the only one I could turn to for help” - storm - vampire/werewolf/DC vs vampires AU

At thirteen years old, Viktor Hargreeves lost his best friend and learned that he had super powers within the same twenty-four hours.

Due to both of those monumental events happening on top of each other he remembered every moment from that day with breathtaking clarity. The morning was the blurriest part, since he had always been slow to wake up and his brain was clouded with the medicine his mother had given him the night prior. He had shoved on his clothes and then trudged down to the dining room with all six of his siblings like he had done since he was big enough to get himself dressed.

They had gathered around the table, standing behind the seats assigned to them while waiting for their father. It had been before they had gotten names, each of them receiving a list of gendered names from their home countries. Ben and Luther had chosen theirs but everyone else was still poking through their list and trying out names to figure out which fit best. They still went by numbers outside of the classroom where their mother and teacher were happy to indulge them in such trivial matters, unlike their father. The odd numbers were on the right and the even on the left, with Viktor sitting at the end of the table so he was directly across from their adoptive father.

Eventually they had been allowed to sit down when Reginald took his place. He barely paid them any mind as they shuffled into their seats and began to poke at whatever had been served to them. Diego and Klaus had both been on the tail end of a growth spurt so they inhaled their food faster than should have been possible without choking. Luther and Allison were eating with refined poise, so much that it was annoying and aggravating for everyone else at six in the morning. Ben and Viktor never had much of an appetite so were shuffling the food around their plates like they were hoping it would go away if they did so for long enough. Five was toying with the knife that he had no doubt stolen from from Diego the night prior.

The silence had stretched on until their father finished his morning cup of tea. He hated caffeine, that much they all knew, but Viktor was also sure that there was no way he suddenly became awake after the murky liquid was consumed without it.

Five was the one to finally break the silence. He usually was, unable to keep his ideas from bubbling up inside of him and spilling out into the open air despite their father’s strictness about it. Viktor knew that the silence itched at a part of his brain neither of them knew enough about science to name yet, which is why he only jumped a little bit when the tip of the knife was dug about an inch into the wood of their morning dining table.

“I want to time travel,” Five had snarled as he turned towards his father. His eyes had looked to Viktor for just a moment, shining with desperation and that fire that he got when he had made a break through on their school work.

“No,” Reginald had immediately replied. There had been something in his voice other than the usual annoyance that he had when his children were speaking with him. They knew that their father was a bit of a recluse, always hiding away in his office unless he had to monitor their training or needed to be presented in front of a crowd. He didn’t like spending time with them when there were better things, his words, that he could be doing. Viktor was certain, especially after he became an adult, that was why all of their meals were taken with lessons or silently. When he spoke this time, he sounded partially annoyed but in the way that Pogo became after Klaus asked his thousandth purposefully obtuse question during their lessons.

“Why not? I know that I can do it,” Five had immediately shot back. He had removed his hand from where it had been white-knuckling around the dagger. They had snapped back and forth at each other for a while longer before Five had begun to use his power to teleport to different spots in their dining room. 

Then suddenly he had stormed out of the house, leaving behind the echoing noise of the front latch bouncing around the walls.

Viktor had been distressed for the rest of the day, borderline inconsolable. He had bolted from the table to try and follow after his brother but Luther had stopped him before he had even fully gotten down the hall. He had been returned to the classroom where they were all going to be taking their lessons only to sit and stare at the desk where Five should have been, sobbing.

Grace had to give him a double dose of his medication since she had claimed that his nerves were getting the better of him. He had trusted her, he had always trusted her back then because she was the only mother that he had ever known. He had been moved back to his own room and told to wait until someone came to get him. He had known that there would have been very strong consequences if he didn’t so he listened and laid on his bed. He drifted in and out of the worst sleep of his life until his mother brought him lunch and he ate alone. 

During the afternoon, he sat near the window, having moved his desk chair to do so. His eyes had felt glazed and his insides hollow in a way that they never had before. He didn’t have separation anxiety from his siblings, they went away too much for that to be the case. Something about Five leaving that morning had struck something deep inside of him that he didn’t have the words to name. It felt feral, all consuming, and overwhelmingly intense.

He had stared at every minute movement of the grass waving in the evening breeze and the leaves fluttering over the baked earth towards the corners of the yard where they would get caught. He desperately wanted to find anything that meant Five was going to come back for him or return to the house at all. Something in the very back of his mind had understood that was going to be more complicated than he originally thought. He had never been able to name it and he still couldn’t to the present day.

He had taken his dinner alone in his room like his other meal. Grace had returned around bedtime with another dose of the medication that he had been given in earlier in the morning before he realized that something was horrifyingly wrong.

Viktor didn’t know what it was. That was the only place that the memories of that day had gotten hazy in the slightest. He remembered bolting up from his chair and clinging to his mother like he was a lost toddler being reunited with his family. He had wet her skirt with tears and snot as he blabbered incoherently, apparently his volume raising so loudly that his father had to come and intervene.

Reginald was a distant man but he didn’t like seeing his children hurt. The way that he protected them was strange and upsetting to many, but comforting to them when they didn’t know any better. They were all starved for his validation and any form of reassurance that they could get from him, so his methods back then had seemed justified.

When he had realized how distressed Viktor was about with both his brother’s disappearance and what he had reported was a very vivid nightmare due to a side effect of the mild sedative he had been given, Reginald had called in Allison. She had stood shyly behind him for a while until he had given her the fateful order that still rung through Viktor’s head whenever he had the recurring dream he could never remember. “Number Three, please inform your sister that she has never seen color and simply had a nightmare. Then return to your room and go to bed as you were instructed to earlier this evening.”

After that he had turned on his heel and left the room. Viktor could remember hearing the sound of his cane matching with the thumping of his shoes. Something deep inside of him panicked when he saw the look that took over his sister’s face. They had never been close enough for him to annoy her into getting rumored the same way that Diego and Klaus were, but she had come to enjoy her power quite a lot since the Academy debuted. He knew that she was going to embellish the rumor that had just been co-signed by their father.

She knelt down in front of him and then opened her mouth to speak. That was the most vivid part of the memory for the violinist. He remembered the cool of the wood floor ebbing through his knee socks and soaking into the exposed skin of his thigh from where his skirt was just a little too short. The robotic motions of his mother’s fingers carding through his hair to get some of the strands off of his face from where they were sticking to his tear-streaked cheeks. The feeling of his shirt pulling too tight on his hips and shoulders, the uncomfortableness of the collar and blazer on his neck. 

He could see Allison kneeling in front of him as she said, “I heard a rumor that you had never seen color before because you’re extraordinary enough to have dreamed about it.”

The bitterness in her words said it all. She had done what her father had said, but something about the way that she had phrased the rumor had broken something else inside of him. Viktor knew that Allison hadn’t meant to and she would have gone back to change her wording a thousand times over if she knew the importance of it, but the damage had already been done.

The end of what she had said in her second rumor counteracted the first that she had given him when they were young, which had brought back the memory for Viktor and upset him even more.

A flurry of things had happened, including a hole developing in the wall and more tears rushing down Viktor’s face. It had ended with Allison and Viktor standing in front of Reginald’s desk, then Allison being lectured for her recklessness at not doing exactly what he had asked her to. Then Viktor was alone as his father detailed the fact that he did have powers but he was a danger to society so had to keep them locked up. He had been told about what they were and why the medication he was on was so important to take.

Viktor’s life had been the same but somehow different than it had been before. He got a minute amount of training from Pogo and Reginald, mostly just yoga and anxiety exercises to try and make sure that his emotions never got too out-of-hand to the point that the medication would stop working. The formula had also changed a couple of times since he had realized that he had powers, allowing him to feel more while still making it impossible to do what he had naturally been gifted with.

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He had lived his entire life knowing that he had powers and thinking back to that strange daydream that had caused it all to happen. The rumor had made it so that he didn’t remember what it was about, nor did he really want to since he had been so traumatized by it at the time. Some part of him was still curious about the idea that he had somehow met his soulmate’s eyes enough in that dream to see the world in color.

Now that he was nearing his thirties, he knew a lot of people that had met their soulmates and most of them had gotten married or were living with them. It was very common for the universe, or whatever higher power someone believed in, to bring them closer to their soulmate so that they inevitably met. It was incredibly rare for someone to die of old age without having met the other half of their being, even if sometimes it took up until someone was in their fifties for it to happen.

Being surrounded by soulmate pairs made Viktor wonder if he was ever going to meet his own soulmate. He had gone on all of the trips and visited all of the new stores in town, which was the advice that he had gotten from some of the people in his orchestra when they told him about how they had met their own soulmates. Nothing had worked and the world remained in simple white-and-black. He didn’t notice and didn’t mind it most days, but certain things set off the feeling of wrongness in the back of his brain that he always tried to attribute to the rumor that Allison had cast over him when they were teenagers.

Not finding his soulmate was a sticking point on that particular day, however, because he was going to be returning back to his childhood home so that he could attend his father’s wake. His siblings were all happy with their soulmates nowadays, which left Viktor as the only one who had a gaping hole in his life where another person should have been.

For the last couple of months he had been pursuing someone romantically to try and combat that emptiness that he had felt ever since his best friend left but there was only so much that he could do to try and mask the hurt it had left. Leonard was sweet but expected them to move too fast and got annoying whenever Viktor shot down his advances because he was uncomfortable with them.

He shook himself from his thoughts as he finally arrived in front of the home that had been his cage for eighteen years. It had only ever felt like a cage when Five had left, though. 

Viktor paid his fair to the cab driver and then got out. He slung his violin onto his back as he stood in front of the wrought iron fence, his eyes tracing over the umbrellas as they had done every time he had come home from college for the breaks. He had even taken summer classes and joined a smaller orchestra during his college years to avoid being exactly where he was as much as he could.

There was no delaying the inevitable, however, so he pressed the gate open and then hopped up the steps to the landing. He paused for a moment there as he tried to figure out if he should knock, ring the doorbell, or just enter since it was technically still his home even if he had moved out after getting his first job. He settled on knocking and then waited as he listened to the sounds inside of the house. There was arguing coming from the closest sitting room to the door but it didn’t sound like any powers were being used, which meant that it was probably Luther and Ben talking about their newest hobby. He could also hear clanking from the kitchen a few feet beyond that where Diego and Ben’s soulmate were helping Grace in the kitchen.

The door swung open a little while after that and Viktor was met with the being that had acted more like a father than the man that had adopted him ever had. “Young Master Viktor, you’ve finally decided to come and visit us,” he said, though his tone was lighthearted and teasing. 

He chuckled weakly and kicked at the ground with the toe of his chucks. “I know, I’m sorry, Pogo. I just never really felt welcome back when he was alive. I promise that I’ll come and visit you both more now that he’s not lurking around.”

“I always did enjoy your wit even if it was always directed towards your father,” Pogo shook his head the way every disappointed parent had since the beginning of time. He moved to the side and gestured into the house with his head, “Your mother just finished making lunch if you want to come and join us.”

“Who else is here?” Viktor asked as he stepped over the threshold of his childhood home. He had been right in his hypothesis, the light and love from his siblings and their respective partners made the entire place feel more chipper and lively than it had the entire time that Reginald had been occupying it. Now that the door wasn’t in the way of the soundwaves, he could hear even more lively conversation happening from another room in the house, where he supposed they were going to be eating lunch. It was one of the rooms that he had never been allowed into since he wasn’t part of the Umbrella Academy, even after he found out that he did have powers.

“Each one of your siblings and their soulmates. Miss Allison and Master Diego brought their children as well,” Pogo said as he shut the front door.

Viktor had just removed his jacket to place it over the only hook on the wall left for him to do so when the tiny four-year-old they were just talking about rounded the corner. “Uncle Viktor!” she screamed as she crossed the space between them and then flung her arms around Viktor’s waist hard enough to knock him back half a step.

Despite the melancholy that had been hanging heavy in his heart all day, he was happy to see his niece. He had only seen her once, the most recent Christmas that they had when Allison was out in New York shooting something over the holidays and thought to do a visit. Christmas was his busiest time of year so he was never able to attend any of the gatherings his siblings always held in other parts of the world. “Hey Claire,” he laughed.

He leaned down and then wormed his arms under her own so that she was hugging his shoulders and neck instead. He picked her up and situated her on his hip despite her already growing stature and his height. “Are you happy to be back in New York with your mom?”

“Yeah,” she chirped with a nod. “I got to see Uncle Luther where he makes spaceships!” her eyes were glittering with the kind of childlike excitement that Viktor could never remember having the privilege to possess. He wanted to protect that in his niece more than anything in the whole world since it was likely he would never be able to do that with his own kids.

“Claire?” Allison called before her daughter had the chance to continue blabbering to Viktor about what her trip had been like so far. He would have been happy to hide out in the hall and talk to his niece until the wake was over, but the universe had other plans.

“Sorry, she heard me and decided that she had to come say hi,” Viktor said as he carefully put the little girl back down on the ground. 

“I found Uncle Viktor, Mommy! You said that he wasn’t going to come but then he did so that means you owe Uncle Klaus,” Claire blurted. She gave her mother a quick hug and then darted around Allison’s leg, most likely to go tell the information to someone else in the bowels of the house.

Hurt marred his heart, it always had, but that was adding in another scar. “You didn’t think that I was going to come to my own father’s wake? You guys were betting on me not showing up?”

“You haven’t come to a lot of the other things that we’ve had. You haven’t been at anyone’s wedding or come to the holiday stuff that we do. I don’t think that it’s that big of a stretch to assume that you wouldn’t show up to this either, especially not after the kind of relationship that you and Dad had,” Allison replied as she lazily folded her arms over her chest.

Viktor snorted, “First of all, the wedding and holiday stuff was always held in either LA, Dallas, or Chicago and I make a teacher’s salary. Second of all, none of you came to my college graduation, came to visit me after my top surgery, or attended any of the many concerts that I put on even when you were all in town. If we’re talking about fairness then I think it’s pretty fucking fair to say that I’ve given as much as I’ve taken. But, you know, I can leave if you don’t want me here.”

“I want you here,” Luther said from behind Allison. He was standing next to Ben in the doorway of the formal sitting room that they had been talking in when Vitkor arrived. He felt a bit shocked that his brothers had both noticed that he was there and cared enough to interrupt the conversation that he was having with his sister.

Things had been tense, to say the least, between him and Allison ever since the second rumor when they were thirteen. They had gotten in a lot of fights when they were younger and just barely out of their guardian’s hearing. They had been ugly and a lot of very mean things had been said but it was assumed that most of that would blow over once they became adults. When Allison had brought Claire to visit Viktor last year things had been civil, but it was clear it wasn’t always going to be like that.

“Hey Luther,” Viktor smiled fondly. That was one of the things that had made his relationship with his only sister so tense. He and Luther had gotten along very well when they were in college, before Luther transferred to a more specialized school instead of continuing on with the first major that he had picked. Allison didn’t like the idea of the brother she favored hanging out with any of their other siblings more than he did her. She had gotten better since she had married her soulmate but not by much.

“How are you doing?” Luther asked. He gave Viktor an awkward side hug and then forced him further into the house so he was closer to the rest of the family.

“Fine. Trying to figure out how to break up with my boyfriend,” he answered with a small shrug. Nothing ever really happened in his life that he thought his family would want to hear about.

Ben poked his head out from the other side of Luther and asked, “Why do you need to break up with your boyfriend?”

He groaned, rolling his eyes. He half wished he hadn’t brought it up because now he was actually going to have to talk about it. There was always a fifty/fifty chance that something he said about his life would be ignored which is why he had done it in the first place. “He thinks that we can move in together when we’ve only been dating for three months. He keeps trying to pressure me into making huge relationship decisions that I am definitely not ready for. I just need to find the right words to break it off without him flipping out and it getting messy.”

“I love messy,” Klaus grinned as he walked out of the dining room and then wrapped around Viktor like a snake coming in for the kill to hug him.

“I don’t,” the smaller brother replied, his voice muffled by Klaus’ denim shirt.

“Where have you been? I feel like we haven’t seen you in forever and ever,” Klaus whined as he wound his arm around Viktor’s back and began to steer him into the throbbing mass that was the rest of his family preparing for lunch.

“I was busy. I had a bunch of concerts that I had to do and I took on another twenty students,” Viktor explained, a little too defensively for who he was talking to. Klaus lived in Dallas with his husband, Dave, and was notorious for falling out of contact with his siblings.

“Another twenty? Do you ever get a second to just breathe?” Jill, Ben’s soulmate, asked as she walked over so that she could meet her husband. “I mean, I get busy when I take on more than five clients that have overlapping dates but never that many.”

“It’s a little bit different when its just an hour lesson every week or two. I barely work as much as the average American does. And I needed a little bit more money for the rest increase that my landlord decided to surprise me with for my birthday,” Viktor sighed.

“They’re making you pay more for that dump?” Ben asked, wrinkling his nose. He lived in Chicago with his wife but came back to The City often so that he could visit with the siblings that still lived there. Out of the six of them that were left, only three lived where they had grown up while the rest had left. Even then, Diego spent half of his time with his wife, Lila, in London with her family or traveling to spend time training other stunt actors.

“It’s the only place I know outside of here. Plus I grew up in a glorified broom closet Klaus stole from me after I left for college. My apartment is just… homey,” Viktor defended. He had been meaning to look for another place to live but some part of him, the part that had been silenced by layers of rumor, thought that if he moved around too much then it would decrease the chances of Five being able to find him.

“Don’t be mean,” Jill chided her husband after giving her brother-in-law the time to finish talking. She then ushered him over to the chairs that were open at the end of the table and Viktor was left blissfully alone for a moment.

He sat down in the single chair at the end of the table, where he had always sat when he was a child. He felt like the other again when he was surrounded by everyone and their growing families. Ben had Jill, who was a fiercely intelligent and kind lawyer who loved him to the ends of the earth but pushed him to be better. Klaus had Dave, a Jewish veteran that let him get away with just enough to keep the recovering addict happy. Diego had Lila, an international nature advocate leaning towards nuisance that kept him on his toes and happier than any of them deserved to be, and their son Stanely, who had been adopted three years ago and was just about to turn twelve. Luther had Sloane, who was a professor of physics at the university in The City that they had met at when Luther was still going to school with Viktor. Allison had Ray, who was a civil rights lobbyist, and their daughter Claire.

“Viktor, I’m so glad that you were able to join us,” Grace beamed as she walked into the room with two serving dishes grasped in her hands. Viktor stood up and took one from her so that he could give her a kiss on the cheek. There was a flurry of movement as all the food was placed on the table and then they all took their seats around it.

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Eventually they melted back into the rhythm that they always had with each other, forgetting that they were there for what was supposed to be a somber occasion. They caught up on each other’s lives and made fun of the small things that they did, something that they had always done. They had a brief moment of respectful silence when it was time to say a few words about Reginald. No one really wanted to, not even Jill or Sloane and they were the people that saw the best in everyone.

Viktor had been the last to arrive and the first to leave when he realized that he just couldn’t bear to be around them when they were all being so happy and chipper and in love with each other. He didn’t want to bring down the joy that they had by reminding them that he had never found his soulmate, that he was still walking around in a black and white haze, but he also couldn’t endure it anymore. He said goodbye to Claire and Stan first, then sought out his mother and teacher to tell them he was leaving as well. He left his siblings and their spouses alone so that they could realize he was gone in their own time. He had spent long enough being separate from them that he didn’t really care what they would think of him leaving that early in the day.

Instead, he found his favorite bar that was just a block away from his house and ordered one of his favorite drinks. Viktor didn’t like being anywhere past the point of tipsy but he needed a small balm for the aching in his chest. It wasn’t something that he allowed himself to do often but he figured that since his father had just died he had an excuse. He sat in the back and sipped on his amaretto sour for half an hour until he felt pleasantly buzzed and paid his tab.

He walked back home with his fingers tapping out the rhythm of his most recent piece. It was the one that he was going to be playing the solo for when he auditioned for first chair again later that spring. He had been stuck playing second for almost three years, not because of his own inability to excel at his instrument but because of something going on between the conductor and the current first chair.

Thinking about Helen Cho had made him frustrated once more by the time that he had reached his front door. He was mocking her under his breath as he stuck the key in the lock to get in, “Oh I’m so cool that I can buy my way in to having the same position in the same stupid orchestra because I have a real soulmate with a job that makes lots of money. I’m so much better than that stupid Viktor and his soulmate-less life.”

He slammed the door behind him hard enough that he knew he was going to get a noise complaint from the crotchety old man that lived across the hall from him. He was glad that he was already looking for a new place to live since that man had been looking for a way to get Viktor evicted from his home for months.

“You should have locks on your window,” said a voice from inside of his apartment.

Fear shot through his body fast enough that he immediately felt ten times more sober than he had a second prior. He turned around so that he could see who was talking and then felt the air be stolen from his lungs while his heart was still beating up in his ears.

The man was at least six feet tall and he carried himself like he knew it. He had broad shoulders but a slender form that made the suit he was wearing look the best it could ever hope to be. It was a dark material with a gray vest that was adored with black embroidered flowers. The man’s haircut was long on one side so that his dark chocolate locks would fall down in front of his dazzling green eyes. He had sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline that brought attention to where his Adam’s apple was bobbing up and down in his throat.

“What the Hell?” Viktor asked, his brain so full of adrenaline and the shock of losing his pleasant alcohol-induced buzz that he could barely realize what was happening.

“I know that I’ve been gone for almost two decades but don’t tell me that you’ve completely forgotten me,” the man replied as he stepped towards Viktor.

The smaller of the two examined the way that his hands were tucked into his pockets and how his body was leaning, which only cemented who it was in his head. “Five?” he asked, utterly breathless.

It had never felt real. Some part of him, the part that was devoid of hope and full of sadness, had always known that his brother was never going to return to him like he had always wished for. Some part of him had known that Five was unable to come back to him and wasn’t even in the same realm of existence as him.

“Hello,” he replied, a sheepish flush taking over his features. “Long time no see.”

The feelings overtook him before he was even able to realize what they were. He reached up and placed both of his hands on either side of Five’s suit lapels to bring him down so that he could crash their lips together. Tears were streaking down his face much like they had been when Five had left all those years ago.

Electric rightness passed between the two of them where their lips met. Every place that their bodies pressed against the other’s seem to carry with it a shock of pleasantness that made Viktor feel like he had slipped back into the correct part of the universe. His chest felt heavy and his heart was finally beating in the proper measure. He was warm all over in a way that felt like curling up with a blanket during a thunderstorm or drinking his favorite lavender chamomile tea.

“How fucking dare you leave me?” he whispered, hiccuping out a sob when they separated from each other so he could heave in breath.

“I didn’t want to. I’ve been working to get back to you ever since, my love,” Five replied. During their kiss he had brought one of his hands up to cup Viktor’s hip and the other to brush across the rivulets of tears down his pale face. “I have worked tirelessly to get back to you, my beloved soulmate.”

“Soulmate?” Viktor exhaled like the word was somehow forbidden for him. He had been thinking about it all day since he had been around everyone with their respective other halves, but this was different. “Five, I’m not your soulmate.”

“Viktor, look at me,” he whispered as he tilted the other man’s face up slightly so that their eyes met. “You have the most beautiful hazel eyes I have ever had the pleasure of gazing upon. Your cheeks are red when you’re embarrassed but only over your nose and under your eyes. Your hair is the darkest chocolate brown. I can see color, but only when I’m with you. I haven’t been able to see color in the last seventeen years that I’ve been away from you.”

“Why did you leave me? Where we you? God, Allison really fucked me over,” he blurted out all at the same time. He was stumbling over his words because of how right it felt to be in Five’s arms, and how bright the world looked now that it was doused in vibrant colors. The way that he had lost his color came back to him, his mind replaying the memory it had lost of the tunnel of brightness slowly closing in until everything was white-black-gray.

“It’s complicated, beloved. I never meant to leave you and I don’t plan on it now. With Reginald finally gone, we can live as we were meant to. If you want me,” Five sounded a little insecure towards the end.

To assure him that his advances were very much wanted, Viktor brought their lips together in another passionate kiss. “I want you to promise me that you will never leave me again.”

“I promise,” Five murmured, pouring his entire soul into the words as he held his soulmate as close as their atoms would allow.

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[froggoon]

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I’ll love you in every multiverse I Five Hargreeves x Reader

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Post Apocalypse Au! ( Yes Im writing another one ) WC: 1,791

Summary: The Umbrella’s can understand jumping through time and all its rules, yeah fuck with the timeline and it’ll fuck you right back. But what happens when a portal opens up in the middle of the academy and outfalls a girl who claims to be Five’s wife from a different universe.

Disclaimer: This takes place after season one if Viktor didn’t blow up the moon. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡

The Umbrella Academy had saved the world from its supposed end. The siblings had lounged around the academy slowly letting reality set that they had avoided their demise. It was the next morning when each of them woke up to check their surroundings, making sure that doomsday wasn’t there.

Five went downstairs for his morning coffee when he saw Allison scrolling for flights on her phone and Klaus checking where was the next place he could buy drugs.

“Leaving so soon?” He questioned.

Allison looked up at him although happy to see her brother, guilty because he was right.

“I have to go see my daughter. After everything that has happened I need her now just as much as she needs me.”

Five nodded his head, understanding where she was coming from, although a little irked she wasn’t wasting any time running away.

At this time a portal had opened above the living room. The rest of the siblings (Luther, Viktor, Diego) had rushed down to see what the loud noise was. It was like Deja Vu when Five came back. In the portal, they could see a fight happening. Figures that had looked like them in a place that looked like their home. A woman’s back came close to the portal, they could see she was in combat but stood observing. Another man who they couldn’t identify, had pushed the woman through the portal.

A girl who looked to be in her early twenties had fallen through. Her face was covered in soot, her hair black as night, and her eyes closed in pain. She was wearing a navy body suit that clung to her figure, and blood, not her own, stained the fabric.

The Hargreeves gathered around to observe this strange phenomenon trying to assess the danger of the situation. They were used to people going after them, so why would this time be different.

You coughed loudly before sitting up, and each sibling tensed with adrenaline. The girl looked around the room with blazing blue eyes before she landed on the youngest Hargreeves.

“Five?” you questioned.

Everyone turned to look at Five.

Luther spoke up first, “You know her?”

“I have never met her in my life.” Five retorted.

The girl dusted off her suit before standing. “Well if you never met me, you either will meet me or I’m dead in this universe.”

“The names y/n , y/n Hargreeves.”

“I don’t remember our father adopting anyone else,” Diego said. He raised his knives, carefully ready to strike at any move she would make.

“That’s because I wasn’t adopted into this family. Married actually.” And with this, she held up her left hand, a beautiful diamond ring shone in the light with a gold band beneath it. The diamond was embellished with 2 smaller emeralds on the side, perhaps representing her lover’s eyes.

“Married? To who.” Viktor questioned.

“To him.” She looked back at Five.

“Well not to him, an alternate version of him. We met a few years ago and got married, thus me joining his chaotic family.”

“So what are you saying you guys are married in a different timeline?” Klaus asked.

“No, not a different timeline, a different universe.” She sat down on the couch.

Your brain felt like it was rattling against your skull, and your body ached. You took a minute to think. Fuck, it was going to be difficult to get back to your Earth. And to make things better you had no idea where to start.

“Alright before you all start firing questions at me, someone get me a cup of coffee, black please.” You threw a jacket that hung over the couch on you to hide the state of your clothes. "Allow me," The alternate of your husband said. Five quickly blinked the two of you into the car and began to drive. "So you and I, are married in another multiverse."

"Correct." "You look to be about my age, how come I haven't met you yet here." Surerly he would remember someone as beautiful as you. "Well it's as I said, my version here could be dead or you might not have met her yet. That being said although 18 out of the 20 multiverses I have visited, we are together." "And the other two?" "In Earth 216, we are strangers, never have crossed paths, and never will. We simply live our lives with other people." Five's eyebrows furrowed. For some reason even if he didn't know Daisy, he didn't like the idea of you with someone else. "In Earth 894, we were madly in love but our egos destroyed us, and we were never the same since." Five could tell there was more to that story but didn't press any further. "So tell me about us, how did we end up together." "I was Diego's friend first, he and I met in the police force. Diego kinda took me under his wing as I was the youngest graduate out of the academy. Perks of having a high IQ. Anyway, he invited me over after your father's funeral. " "Long story short, you fell in love with my charms and I was the only one who could tolerate you. We got married not too long after. It was a small wedding but it's my most precious memory. Our families had gathered together at the church no too far away from here. You cried on our wedding day by the way." Inciting a side glare from Five.

"But...that's where we had some problems." "Do you remember when I fell out of that portal?" Five nodded his head remembering seeing a fight in the alternate dimension. "Well, apparently some of the 43 are not too happy about their powers, nor happy about living among the common people, they believed themselves superior and it became chaos." The two of you arrived at Griddys. Five walked over to the side of your door and opened it for you. "Thank you, darling." You said with a smile. Five's heart spiked at the nickname. He shook his head at the feeling, obviously, it's just what you were used to calling YOUR Five. The two of you sat at the counter and ordered your coffees and sweets. You signed before pulling out a small stack of photos from inside your suit. "This is us and your family." The photo was a picture of you and Five on your wedding day. Five had never looked so happy. Beside him was Luther who he assumed was his best man, next to him was Viktor, Diego, and a man who looked like you. You must have caught his staring, "That's my brother Damien." He nodded and looked beside you. You were wearing a long white dress with intricate lacing, the dress was strapless with a square neckline and had a small slit on the side. Your veil was flipped over your head and flowed down your back. Beside you was Allison as your maid of honor and two other women who he assumed were your friends. You weren't looking at the camera but at him. The next picture you gave him was a close-up of the two of you. You were the one taking the photo. His alternate self was older and had longer hair and facial hair, but he faced your side kissing your cheek affectionately. "This is my favorite photo of you." You handed him another photograph but this one didn't have you in it. This one was a picture of just Five and in his arms a little girl. She looked like you. Five gulped, a million questions ran through his head. Could this... could this have been his future if he didn't make that stupid jump? You said that not all multiverses are the same, you and him could never meet in this one. But that didn't stop his heart from hurting at the thought of missing out on a life of happiness because of his arrogance. "Before you jump to conclusions, she's not ours. She's my niece that we were babysitting. You just looked so sweet with her. You had always told me you wanted kids before but I wasn't ready." You had looked away sadly. In your home, Five always wanted to settle down and raise a family of his own, but you felt like you weren't ready. Now you regretted not because you weren't sure if you would ever be able to get back home. The two of you sat in silence drinking your coffee, both thinking about the what-ifs. "So...how did you end up here. I've been able to time travel but I've never thought about the possibility of multi-dimensional traveling." "As I said there was a fight between us, your family, and some of the 43. They called themselves the Ascendants. Believe to be the superior race." You took a deep breath before continuing. "The Ascendants had a man who could travel the multiverse with his own power, no special gear or machine need. We had planned to capture him but miscalculated. He was ready for us and he aimed to take out me, his biggest threat."

You took another breath before looking into Five's eyes. "I can warp reality. It is essentially in the name. I can manipulate reality itself, altering the fabric of existence according to my will." "But not without a cost," you continued. "Each time I control something, and the bigger it is, the more of my life force I use." Five sat in silence. This was a lot of information to take in. "So what now. How do I help you get back home." "I have...no clue. You were always the smarter one of the two of us." You sighed. It was going to take a lot of research and time to figure it out. "Well, I'm newly retired and have nothing on my plate so let's start at the library come on." He hopped off the stool and made his way to the door. "You coming?" He said turning to look at you. You smiled, he was a great man. Even if this Five wasn't your husband you loved him no matter what. You ran up looping your arm in his making your way out of Griddy's. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚

Author's note: I got tons of drafts just full of ideas I've had and never gone through with. I've been rewatching the MCU films and Spiderverse so that was kinda my inspiration for this one. If you like my work check out my other Five stories here! I also always appreciate comments and feedback! It definitely keeps me going. She's my Angel Pt1. Shes my Angel Pt2.

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[nickeverdeen]

hello! I really enjoy reading ur work, so I’m wondering if I could request a TUA (the umbrella academy) preference where the reader confesses their feelings during an argument (they aren’t dating yet) no pressure ofc <3 thank u sm for being a good writer!!

Thanks for requesting!!! And thanks for those words, I might be slower at writing considering I have school tests everyday, well I mean I’m in law school so what was I expecting-

Anyway, thanks a lot for everything 🫶

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Confessing your feelings to Umbrella Academy members during an argument

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TW: Cussing, mention of injury, drugs, sometimes cliché

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You = white text

Luther = blue text

Diego = red text

Allison = pink text

Klaus = orange text

Five = green text

Ben = also green text, but cursive (‘cause I’m running out of colors)

Viktor = purple text

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Luther Hargreeves

This takes place in season 1

The argument was pretty simple

You just wanted him to shut up for like 5 seconds about the moon and stop defending Reginald and digging into his death

You two were currently standing in the “meeting room” in the Umbrella Academy along with others discussing how Reginald died. Sure you weren’t part of this family, but you were invited anyway. Why you had no idea, maybe ‘cause you were a family friend?

“Jesus Christ Luther, stop digging into it so much. It was a heartattack, calm down” you rolled your eyes sighing as you agreed along with others that Reginald died of a heart attack.

“Oh so you’re on their side now? Even my best friend, great” he chuckled at the irony rolling his eyes. “Well I wonder why” Diego sneered. Soon the whole room started arguing about it, you’ve had enough of this. They were adults so they should act like it

Standing up from your seat you shook your head whistling which only caught Viktor’s and Allison’s attention… not what you wanted.

“Shut the fuck up!” You finally yelled and they all grew silent except for Diego who insulted his brother and you before storming off. “We’re all adults yet you all act like kids. Get your shit together” you sighed frustrated.

With that Luther got up and took few steps towards you “You don’t have a say in this. Dad was murdured, and last time I checked I was on the Moon to-“ Luther started but got cut off by you

“Luther, for the love of god, as much as I love you, shut up about the Moon and stop defending him” You rolled your eyes making Viktor raise his eyebrows suprised

Luther stood there kidna offended at first before realizing what you said “Wait what?” You just cussed under your breath. This is gonna be a long day.

At first Allison was kidna jealous for sure, but slowly joined Klaus with sometimes teasing you. You had a lot of explaining to do.

Diego Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

Along woth others you had enough of Diego thinking about J. F. Keneddy 24/7

It was another night at Elliot’s and here you were, sitting in a corner across the room from Diego with Five between the two of you. You all were watching a tape Hazel gave Five before dying, a man on a grassfield was standing there when the president is getting shot.

To be honest you rightfully along with Lila who was sitting near you had no idea who this is unlike the two boys who seemed shocked at it

“Uh guys? Wanna also tell us who that is?” You asked awkwardly with Lila nodding slightly only to hear a whisper “dad” escape their mouths at the same time.

“Do you see this? That’s dad and he is the one who killed the president” Diego turned to you with a serious expression “Oh here we go” You rolled your eyes crossing your arms. “How can you know for sure that it was him? It doesn’t look like he’s holding a gun” you just shrugged leaving Diego frowning

“Do you even listen to me? That’s a proof that he is the killer!” Diego stood up pacing around the room

“And you know that how? He-“ you get cut off as he looks at you sharply, if you didn’t know him you’d think he’s crazy

“Take it easy, Diego” Five said calmly trying to ease the situation, but of course it didn’t help. “He is the killer! Don’t you hear me?! The evidence is right here!” Diego yells at you pointing at the tape

“Oh for fuck’s sake, you don’t wanna tell me that I fell for a madman” You scoffed crossing your arms taking a step towards him and he took a small step back as he processed what you said

“Well that’s an awkward silence” Lila said chuckling slightly, but none of you spoke until Five told you both that there’s no time for these things right now and you both followed him out to wherever you guys are going

“We’re not done with this conversation” Diego said, but not so agressively, more calmly yet of course not softly as it ain’t in his nature.

Allison Hargreeves

This takes place in season 3

You were starting to get really annoyed with her, but when you caught her trying to rumor herself in the mirror to be happy you couldn’t be angry or upset with her at that moment

You and other Hargreeves siblings were just miding your own businesses, but you did notice that Allison was missing. At first you didn’t make a big deal out of it, she was being really annoying, but still that didn’t mean that you didn’t care about her. You were on this crazy Hargreeves rollecoster since the very beggining and they were all very dear to you.

So here you were looking through the whole hotel for her, you were starting to give up before you heard a glass break in the bathroom.

Slowly you stepped in and that’s when you witnessed it. “I heard a rumor that you were happy” Allison said trying to rumor herself through the mirror you weren’t sure if it’d work, but you sure as hell were concerned by now, you were aware that she had a hard time, but this was really bad.

“Allison?” You stepped in properly after seeing that it doesn’t work

Allison slightly jumped at the sudden voice, she didn’t need to turn around to know that it’s you “What do you want?”

Her words were sharp, but you tried to ignore the feeling and took few steps closer, your eyes inspecting her bloody hand from the distance. “Are you okay…?” You asked slowly unsure if she wants to open up

She just scoffed rolling her eyes as she faced you “Since when do you care?” You didn’t like this defensive side of her, but you knew that loving her means loving her even at her worst

“I always cared, Al-“ getting cut off Allison stood up properly frowning “No you didn’t. You don’t care that Claire’s dead, you don’t care that both my husbands are dead! You don’t care at all!”

She shouted obviously getting irritated by your words even though they were honest. “Allison that’s not true!” You tried to argue back “I care about you and mainly your wellbeing! You need help-“ “I don’t need help! Now get out!” She cut you off once again taking few steps towards you, but you didn’t really take any steps back and stood your ground

“Yes you do! You’re even rumoring yourself to be happy! You’re not alright at all!” You took a deep breath taking few steps towards her as well “Just let me help you!” You looked up at her, but she wasn’t calming down any time soon and you knew that. “And why would you want that?! To impress others with your comforting skills?! Make me feel even worse?!”

She shouted, she knew damn well that she doesn’t mean it and knew that she’s being a bitch right now, but she couldn’t stop. She was hiding her pain and anger deep down inside of her for too long and even though she didn’t want to, she just had to let it out on you. Not ‘cause she wanted to, but ‘cause you were closest and she knew you’d forgive her overtime, plus you understood her and she just had to let everything out despite knowing it’s not heathly for neither of you.

“No! Of course not! Allison I love you and don’t want you to suffer! Please…”

You were more calm at the end, but got confused when she shut up and just stared at you in shock before it hit you that you just confessed

“What?” She asked blinking in confusion, but also a neutral voice “Allison… I love you” you repeated making sure she knows you don’t mean just as friends

“Please don’t… I’ll just lose you too. Stop” she mumbled shaking her head, she couldn’t take another loss

“You won’t lose me” you stood up on your tip-toes and kissed her just shortly and slightly of course, you didn’t wanna scare her. “Now let me help you with your hand” you took her bloody hand and started tending it knowing that Allison isn’t ready for a relationship just yet so you didn’t expect her to say it back right now, but you knew that she did love you.

Klaus Hargreeves

This takes place in season 1

You catch Klaus stealing in the Academy from his father on the funeral day

“Klaus? Wha- what are you doing?” You laughed seeing him under his father’s table where Reginald kept all his work

“Oh Y/N! How nice it is to see youuuuu” He sounded high and he probably was, but then again he had every reason to get high, but that doesn’t mean you approved of it

Klaus quickly reached for a hug which you with a sigh accepted “Klaus you’re high again” you crossed your arms rolling your eyes. “We talked about this”

“But those bitches are everywhere and it’s just so much better” he smiled amd you had to chuckle at his silliness “Give me the drugs” you held out your hand raising eyebrows “Oh you want it too????”

He asked and gave it to you and you just threw it out of the window “What’re you doing?!” He exclaimed with wide eyes “Helping you. Now go wash your face.”

You said clearly pissed off by his behaivor “Y/n! I need those!!!” He whined making you roll your eyes “No, you don’t. You need therapy, along with this whole family of yours” you stated clearly

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N…” He whined “You don’t understand what I’m going through when I’m clean!” He suddenly yelled at you making you raise your eyebrows

“No Klaus, you don’t understand what I’m going through when I see the man I love somewhere begging for drugs instead of trying to get a real help!”

You argued back, but he stopped “What?”

Five Hargreeves

This takes place in season 3

You both didn’t pick the same side when Reginald asked you all who’s for saving the world and who’s against it - you voted for saving the world while he didn’t

“Are you serious?” You looked at Five frowning confused as he stood on the other side. “Five, after all this time of trying to save the world you’re just gonna give up on the only chance we have ‘cause your older you told you so?”

You scoffed shaking your head and he frowned stepping closer to you “Y/N I am doing the right thing. Right, we’ve been trying to save the world this whole time and did we manage to change something? Nein! It’s over and over the same” Five frowned stepping closer to you

Unaware of the small distance between you two you stepped closer too and looked down at him “I’m not just gonna sit here and wait for the world to end with a boy I fell for and see him die. Five just come on and try this! One more time”

You sighed and tried to plea him, but to no vail as he didn’t budge “”Boy I love”? Please don’t bring that cocky shit-” “Maybe we should all calm down, alright?” Viktor tried to diescelate the situation, but failed as you and Five ignored him and kept arguing.

“You think you’re always right, hm? You are a child, you-” However you cut him off with a sneer “A child? That’s rich coming from you” Five took a deep breath and looked up at you his height making it impossible for him to look you straight in the eyes without looking up. “Y/N I love you, but you’re starting to seriously piss me off-“ He shut up as you all realized that another wave of Kugablitz is coming and had to run. Sure you two were gonna have to sort things out

Ben Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

He got angry ‘cause you keep diapproving of him possesing Klaus’ body

(Btw Y/N can see Ben here)

“Am I talking to Ben or Klaus?” You asked annoyed not seeing Ben anywhere so you just assumed that he posessed Klaus’ body which was sitting on the floor

“Hey Y/N! It’s Ben! God I’m so glad you came I couldn’t find you at the courtyard” he got up and hugged you tightly, but you could still feel that it’s Klaus’ body which wasn���t ideal at all. You didn’t like it and you were over this conversation many times

“Ben… you do realize that I can see you just like Klaus can, right?” You sighed shaking your head in disapproval “But it’s not the same! In a body-“ he starts but you just cut him off

“In any body I can’t see you, but the person whose body it is, Ben” you sighed shaking your head “But Y/N, you don’t understand… being ghost.. it’s as if I’m nothing” He took few steps closer to you, but you just backed up

“Y/N, please just listen… you don’t know what it’s like!” Suddenly he snaps. That’s very out of character of him. “God, Ben. You don’t get it do you?! I don’t love the body you are in, I love you when you’re yourself, Ben!”

You shook your head frowning and andead silence falls in the room and you soon hear him parting from Klaus’ body

“Aw man, I feel like I’ll throw up” Klaus moans and backs up. You ignore him whimpering and just focus on Ben who’s too stunned to speak.

It’s gonna be a long day…

Viktor Hargreeves

This takes place in season 2

Y/N is helping Five look for others so they’d get them all to the suitcase in time, but Viktor insists to go back for Sissy and Harlan

You kept driving around couple of blocks looking for your best friend - Viktor - literally everywhere

Driving on a road leading away from Sissy’s farm you were slowly losing all hope, but for Viktor’s sake and your mental stability’s sake you kept going, you had to find him.

Driving away you saw another car passing by you and Viktor in it. Immediately you stopped in a way that your car - well a stolen car that you claim to be yours - died. Viktor on the other hand stopped slowly

“Viktor? Thank God, where were you?!” You were quick to hug him before he even had a chance to get out of the car properly

“Jesus! Y/N what are you doing here?” Obviously strandled a bit Viktor pulled away and rubbed your shoulder a bit “What’s going on?”

“Five found a way to get back home! No apocalypse or anything like that, we can go back!” You quickly explained and started walking towards your car, but stopped when you realized he wasn’t following “Viktor?” He shifted in his place thinking “I hate to tell you this, but we only have fifteen minutes-“ you started, but he cut you off

“I’m taking Sissy and Harlan” Viktor practically stated “What? Viktor you can’t do that, their disappearance could have major concequences” you shook your head looking back at your watch. 13 minutes.

“What consequences would it create if we’d just take a farm boy and woman with us?” Viktor obviously had enough and he headed back to his car “We don’t have time for that Viktor!” You pulled him by his arm back and he only snatched it away “Viktor don’t” you warned him shaking your head, true you don’t have powers, but he doesn’t have to know that

“What’s so wrong about this? I love Sissy and am not leaving her!” You knew he did. He loves Sissy, but you kidna were in denial. “What?” He looked at you still angry, but more confused now that you’re silent. 2 minutes.

“Sissy isn’t the only one who loves you, you idiot” you said and got into your car, but Viktor stopped you by your hand

“What?”

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[d1ana-m0nd]

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

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

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

➢ Word Count : 9,537

➢ Links : Masterlist && Character Profile

➢ Note : I just wanted to give a heads up for people who like Luther, he's going to be a bit antagonistic towards the reader because she's an accomplice. Also, in S1 of TUA, the writers' focused on his mission driven trait which led to a snowball effect on his decisions and how he treated others (ex: Vanya), though that does not mean I will be writing him off as an antagonist throughout the whole series, just this season since he is still learning and growing. I mean no harm Luther simps / stans / fans. 🏳️

Also, it's been three years since I have done Wushu (Chinese martial arts) so the fighting scene might be crappy. It will be inaccurate as well since I never reached orange belt lol, I just watched YouTube videos of Agatha Wong and other Wushu martial artists. ;-;

Chapter 3: Extra Ordinary

Blue light streamed through the window as Allison sat on the windowsill, a cigarette in hand; she took in the scenery from the place she once considered home. The sound of car horns beeping accompanied the lively city atmosphere, whilst the lights of the streetlamps came off harshly. Oddly enough, this loud environment felt homely to her. The rumor inhaled the cigarette then exhaled it, letting the flares of the smoke blow out the window. She let herself be more immersed to the atmosphere, which led her unaware of someone else's presence in the room.

"Ah, Miss Allison." The advanced chimpanzee announced his arrival. Allison hurriedly put out the cigarette, leading it to fizzle out. She faced Pogo with a sheepish smile, as though she was not caught red-handed.

"I was looking for you." Pogo returned her smile, then took a small step towards her.

"How did you, uh… did you know I was up here?" The rumor scratched her nape. She really wasn't expecting anyone to walk in on her smoking and emoting to herself.

"Oh, it wasn't hard. This is always where you used to come when you were upset."

"Who told you I was…" The girl in curls paused, then sighed as a certain someone came to mind.

"Luther." She said fiddling with the aged locket that was given to her by the same person.

"Actually, it was Miss Vanya."

Allison was taken aback by his words. Vanya… cared about her? For a moment, she felt regret come over her because her sibling went out of her way to check on her… then she recalled the book. The rumor would have openly showed her grimace at the thought of her sister but, Pogo’s next words took her by surprise.

"She called to make sure you were okay and if it weren't for Y/N reminding me, I would have forgotten to check in on you." Pogo said with a small smile, as though he was silently thanking the girls for caring about Allison's well being.

The girl in curls stood up from the windowsill as she inhaled deeply, stuffing her hands into her pocket. "Yeah, I, um… said some pretty unkind things to her." Though it sounded like she said it out of defeat.

The well dressed chimpanzee frowned at her words, but tried to be optimistic. "She's your sister. She knows you didn't mean it."

Allison scoffed as she looked away. "Doubt it. She doesn't know anything about me, which is fine, cause I don't know shit about her either."

"Language." Pogo said which brought a small smile to the rumor's face followed by a soft chuckle. "Sorry."

"It's just…" The woman breathed through her nose. "It's been a while since we've all lived under the same roof."

"Almost 13 years." He added, which added onto the emotional baggage that Allison was carrying at the moment.

"How did you do it? Alone in this huge house for so long?"

"Well, one grows used to things, even if, sometimes… one shouldn't." The chimpanzee looked away, not wanting to give away the sadness in his eyes.

Wanting to divert the young lass’ attention to something else, Pogo decided it would be a great time to bring her over the CCTV room and to follow through with Master Hargreeves’ plan till the truth is finally revealed.

"Come with me. I want to show you something. It might just cheer you up." The advanced chimpanzee was about to head out the room but he suddenly turned to where Allison stamped out the cigarette earlier. "And make sure you fully extinguished that cigarette. Wouldn't want to start a fire."

The girl in curls chuckles to herself as she now recalled Pogo never lets his guard down, it’s almost like nothing goes under his radar, he acted more father-like than their own father. She then quickly extinguishes the fire and hurriedly catches up with Pogo. The two walked side by side towards the CCTV room, and entered the room together.

The chimpanzee approached the monitors and turned them on to show the familiar memories the academy created back in their youth. "Your father stopped recording years ago. But, I still come here from time to time. When I'm missing you kids."

"Pogo, this is…" The woman was too stunned to speak but she managed to choke out a few words. "Most families have home movies to look back on. We have surveillance footage."

"I hoped it might cheer you up."

"It does…" Allison laughed, letting her guard down and allowed her inner child to be lured in by the memories being replayed by the monitors.

Suddenly, Allison's gaze turns to a monitor of Vanya playing the violin as a smaller Y/N sat beside the violinist cheering her on, though it looked like Vanya wore a fake smile accepting every compliment you gave her.

"And Vanya…" Her smile fell. Vanya was telling the truth.

"Why didn't we include her? I mean, if anybody ever treated Claire like that, I can't even imagine…"

"You were a child, Miss Allison." Pogo pointed out but Allison rebutted. "Yeah… but I'm not anymore and neither is she."

"If you're not in a hurry. The rest of the tapes are in that cabinet." The advanced chimpanzee gestured to the nearby cabinet, while his other hand took out the keys and left it on the table. "Make sure you lock up when you go."

"Things have been disappearing lately. These are too important to lose." He added as Allison softly chuckled at his words. She has a feeling, she knows who might be responsible for it.

Whilst she was busy reminiscing, Pogo stood beside her, double checking at the breadcrumbs he left. He needed the secrets to be unraveled as soon as possible, he can only pray it wouldn’t be too late. The chimpanzee took one last look at Allison then left the room.

Once he left, the woman in curls rummaged through the tapes and found a tape that stood out. It was oddly placed, it even seemed like that it was purposely placed there. She played the footage not expecting much. To her surprise, her expectations were surpassed by the content of the footage.

Her eyes widened, then she straightened herself. "Oh, God. Dad…"

Allison paused the tape, without hesitation, she began to frantically look for Luther in the academy. She checked from door to door only to be frustrated that Luther wasn’t home. She was about to give up until she heard the front door open then ran - more like fast walking - to where the footsteps came from.

The woman in curls grabbed onto Luther’s arm. "There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you."

"What are you still doing here? I thought you were gone." He raised his brow in her presence.

"No, I was gonna go, and then Pogo showed me this -"

"Well, listen…" The larger male interrupted her with a defeated sigh. "I was wrong about Dad's death."

The woman was astonished by his words, it wasn’t like him. "What?"

"Yeah. I was wrong about Diego. You know, to accuse my own brother of that is just-"

"No, I, I know, I get it." The rumor tried to cut in but got interfered once again.

"- Seeing all of you and being back here… I should be the one who's trying to bring us back together, not tear us apart." Spaceboy said but it more or less it sounded like he was talking to himself in the mirror.

"Would you shut up?!" Allison shouted angrily.

"What?"

"You were right, about Dad." She stated, now it was the male’s turn to be confused by the sudden turn of events.

"Come on, I gotta show you something."

Even though the larger male was silent, she took his arm and guided him to the CCTV room. As they head to the CCTV room, they happen to passby Y/N and Five. Luther and Allison checked on you guys - since you guys looked kinda messed up - but Five had a sudden outburst and you had to make random excuses to bring him to his room, whilst juggling to not drop Delores. Once they were a bit far, Luther finally had the courage to speak up.

"Does Y/N having a mannequin have something to do with whatever you were going to show me?" He asked.

To which Allison threw a look at his direction. "No, and I have no idea where she got that. All I know is she's been glued to Five's side since he got back."

Once they had arrived, the rumor was quick to replay the footage. Luther couldn’t believe what he was watching. At first he was in denial but, as he replayed the clip again and again, he was able to digest the information but he still doesn’t understand… Why would their mother - er robot, rather, “Grace” kill their father? He kept replaying the scene trying to understand what occurred during the night of the murder but, got no answers in the end.

"Play it again." Number one ordered again…

Allison had to refrain herself from rolling her eyes because of how mind numbing it was to replay the same scene over and over again.

"We've watched it over and over, it's the same thing every time." She pointed out.

Luther sighs, she wasn’t wrong, they weren’t getting answers. Reluctantly, the rumor rewind the clip, the VCR whirred indicating it was being replayed.

"Er… what is she doing?" He asked, gesturing towards Grace on the monitor.

"The tea. Did she poison him?"

"Uh- I don't know." The woman in curly hair uncrossed her arms, unsure of what she was witnessing.

The larger male sighed exasperated then turned his gaze towards hers. "Where did you find this?" He gestured to the footage.

Allison stopped leaning against the cabinet then sat on the chair beside Luther's side, "I was looking at old footage of us as kids, and I just saw the footage sitting there."

"Yeah, Dad must have started using the security system again." There was a pregnant pause present in the room.

"He was getting more and more paranoid. He thought people were out to get him." He muttered, recalling the call he had with his dad a month prior.

Back then, He didn’t think much of it but it did worry him that Grace and Y/N weren’t taking care of him. However, after calling Y/N, he felt reassured by her words and assumed that their father was just becoming paranoid for nothing. Now, he regrets taking his words for granted.

"Well… I guess maybe he was right."

"But Mom?" Allison refused to accept this.

"I mean she's not capable of…" She gestured to the footage but as her eyes landed the footage she began to have second thoughts, she sighs. "Is she?"

Suddenly, a memory from the funeral played in Luther’s head.

"Then there's the issue of the missing monocle." The ape hybrid added to his conspiracy. Even though it was silent, you could hear the others internally groaning as more words came out of his mouth.

"Y/N, while you were cleaning up Dad's room, was the monocle still there?"

"Last night I wasn't assigned to give him medicine, it was Mrs. Grace's turn. So I can't be too sure if he wore the monocle. Though the crime scene cleaners and investigators did let me know that they made sure to keep everything in the same spot." You reported, as your thinking pose shifted into your default one.

"Make sure to check the cameras around the time they were cleaning." He commanded, you bowed in return to confirm you will do as he says.

Spaceboy’s eyes widened at the revelation… What if…

"Where was Y/N last night? Why didn't she inform me about the footage?" He bombarded.

"I already told you! Ever since Five came back she's been stuck to his side." The rumor answered not catching onto Luther’s wavelength.

"But, it doesn't make sense, she had the time to check the footage whilst they were preparing the funeral, and didn’t Pogo and her switch shifts in monitoring the CCTVs?”

Suddenly, Allison went silent, as she began to piece the puzzles and see where Luther was coming from, now that he pointed that out, Y/N could be a possible suspect and lately, she has been avoiding the academy for days, ever since Five came back, she could be using him as her alibi. Which makes her even more suspicious but she highly doubts she has something to do with it murdering their father.

After all, it is a well known fact that the servant has always been neutral, that’s why she is given a number that is neither a prime nor an odd number. It would be rare of her to step out of line. Plus, she only does what needs to be done, she wouldn’t do anything if it wasn’t under someone’s orders.

ㅤㅤㅤ❲ T H E ☕ S E R V A N T ❳

It was silent as the duo- trio rather, headed to Five’s room. Five’s head was flooded with ways on how he should retrieve the information to stop the apocalypse with Delores’ assistance. While Y/N’s head was filled with questions for Five, you wanted to ask him questions about the masked people and the people who tried to shoot them down at the doughnut shop but it didn’t feel like the right time to do so.

If only Five was open with you as he was to Vanya then you wouldn’t be reluctant to ask him questions… The only good thing that came out of this was that he trusted you enough to keep you around which made it easier to monitor him.

Once the three entered his room, you placed Delores on a nearby chair as Five stumbled his way to the bed. He fell face first onto the pillow; It sounded like a fart but you had to keep your lips pressed into a thin line or he’d bark at you. To distract yourself from laughing, you glanced at the mannequin, expecting it to do something. Alas, it did nothing but look into where it was painted to look at.

"It might be of use later…” You told yourself but you highly doubted it would be more useful than you.

The servant sighed then turned her gaze towards the boy. “Master Five, let me patch you up.”

“No, I can deal with this myself, I’ll just sleep it off.” He shrugged you off.

Unfortunately for him, you were determined, the look on your face supported that notion. “I’m afraid I won’t allow that. Your wound might get infected if you neglect it. Plus, seeing as you are hell bent on avoiding others, I am the only one who you can order around who wouldn’t try to look over your shoulder.”

Five’s thin lips were ready to bare the teeth that were hidden underneath his lips but his mind intervened before he could do so. You had a point, even though you were unexpectedly dragged into this, you could be of use to him -

"Hey, you know, I've just now realized why you're so uptight. You must be horny as hell!" He laughed then added, "All those years by yourself. It's gonna screw with your head being alone."

"If you want to let the stress out, why not ask Y/N for help?"

"Y/N seems like she'd be good in bed, if you're the type to have a corruption kink and all. I wouldn't be surprised if you have one because you seem the type-" Klaus snapped his finger, "And, andd~! She wouldn't get arrested for dating you."

Warmth creeped onto Five’s cheeks as he recalled Klaus’ words from earlier. He was lucky that his face fell first, you wouldn’t be able to see how much you - correction, how much Klaus’ words affected him. In case his ears were reddening as well, he decided to bury his face further into the pillow to hide it but it was a poor attempt on his part.

“Do whatever you want.” His words were muffled by the pillow.

“What?” You asked, unable to hear his words.

The brown haired boy sat up and glared at your direction, which made you regret your words. “Do whatever you want but don't even think of watching me sleep.”

You nodded then, left his room to go get the first aid kit from the infirmary. Which made the boy sigh in relief then returned to lying on the bed but, this time he made sure to avoid lying on his injured side. As he stared into space, he began to silently plan out how he would get more information only to be disturbed by his beloved, Delores.

“Others would take a rest the moment their body hits the mattress yet, here you are letting your thoughts consume you rather than exhaustion.” Delores mused as she laughed at Five's situation.

“I assumed you would be grateful that I took the time to take you out for a stroll. That was no easy task.” The boy retorted, he knew she was going to piss him off for fun, she’s always been like that since they got together.

“Yeah I am grateful but, I would rather get to know my in-laws than be stuck in this room all day.” The mannequin teased with a knowing smirk, she knew Five was easy to play with when he's needy for someone's attention.

“Getting tired of me already? I thought you loved me.” The brown haired boy joked with a grin on his face. It was a rare sight that only Delores got to witness more often than the others.

“I do love you but, I recall you numerous times telling me off that I shouldn’t disturb you when you’re at ‘work’.” She rebutted which made her beloved chuckle in response.

“Smartass.”

“Master Five is everything alright?” You tilted your head, confused by what you had just walked in. The brunette was talking to someone just earlier…

“Oh! Is she the one you mentioned that’s always stuck by Vanya’s side?” Delores was ecstatic to finally meet one of the people Five grew up with. Even though he wasn't fond of you, Delores grew to love you whenever you were brought up with Vanya. She thought you both had a cute dynamic.

The physically young man wordlessly nodded to Delores, which you mistook as him saying that everything was alright. Assuming that everything was alright, you were quick to settle down by his bed and prepared what you needed: bandages, a surgical needle, a synthetic suture, a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, a clean washcloth along with a small bowl of lukewarm water. Once prepared, you took care of his injured side. The room was silent as the boy let out small huffs and your breathing were the only thing audible but, Five was hearing other things besides your breathing.

"Sweetheart, why don't you introduce me to her? I'd love to get to know her. She seems like a nice girl." The mannequin requested.

The brunette could not tell if she was trying to press his buttons or not. They both knew perfectly well that Delores trying to interact with others would just cause confusion but, his beloved is quite a chatterbox. Five might as well play along, or she would make his ears bleed from constant pleading. The thought of doing so made him roll his eyes, which you caught.

Thinking you did something wrong, you raised a question. "Did I do something wrong, Master Five?"

"Nothing, Delores wants to get to know you." He reassured, as an imaginary grin on Delores’ face grew. If you were not so observant, he would have thrown a quick glare in the mannequin’s direction for her cheekiness.

The mannequin bursted out laughing which made the brown-haired male flustered. "AHAHAHA! We've been together for 31 years and I never knew you had this kink."

"Oh right!" The servant was weirded out by this. You knew that you had to play along if you didn’t want to be torn apart. "I didn't introduce myself. Hi Ms. Delores, I'm Y/N, also referred to as Number Zero."

"I won't lie, she is very adorable. I can see why you'd want to keep her around." Dolores added, a finger ghosting on her cheek that complimented that cheeky grin of hers.

"I'm not keeping her." He hissed at Dolores.

You didn't know what he meant by that so you ignored it, and decided to ask another question. "So uh, what did Ms. Delores say?"

"She said that you seem like someone she'd hang around." The boy lied through his teeth but the blush across his face said otherwise.

"That is a complete 180 from what I said Five~" The mannequin sang then giggled.

For a moment, the room went silent, you were busy with Five's wounds whilst the boy was busy keeping his eyes on the mannequin. Dolores watched from her chair, as though taunting the brunette. The silence was comfortable at first but then it began to grow awkward because it felt like you had to do something to fill in the silence.

Out of nowhere, you blurted out a stupid question. "So, Ms. Dolores, do you like cooking?"

The moment you were able to process what you just blurted out, you wanted to smash yourself into a bloody wall. How could you be so stupid? Who in their right mind would ask if a mannequin - a flammable object, mind you - if it loved to cook. Even if it did, how was it supposed to cook? It would make sense if you were asking a robot or an advanced mammal - actually, anything that is capable of mimicking human behavior - but, of all things you just had to ask, you asked a flammable object if it liked to cook!? You were on the verge of running away at this point and let Five deal with his injury.

"Is she serious?" Dolores asked, surprised by what she heard as well.

Five didn't know what to say to his beloved. Trying to look for confirmation of your sincerity, he turned to you and saw that you were covering your face out of embarrassment. It was kinda cute. Watching the usually blank-faced girl wear a different expression… it made you more human rather than a puppet that the other's usually claimed you to be.

To the other numbers (Five was no exception), the servant seemed inhumane, too perfect to be human, you were practically a doll. If we are talking about what kind of doll would describe you, then "barbie" would be a suitable description. A doll that every girl dreamed to be, a doll that was suitable for every job it came across.

However their assumption of you changed when they noticed the cracks you were trying to hide from them, like how you stiffened and forced yourself to smile despite the insults being hurled at you, how you did want to go against their father but decided against it because of hesitance, and how you try your best to not cry or scream whenever their father needed your blood or for experimentation.

You were just as messed up as them…

From that point on, they recognized that it didn't feel right to label you as a doll. Though it didn't diminish the fact that you acted like a puppet, how you wouldn't act unless someone pulled the strings, how you mimicked others to look natural, and how you spoke like it came out from a script instead of saying what you actually think or feel.

Though, Five supposes this is the reason why you were given the "Number 0", it is neither even or odd. A number that represents balance, you stood on neither side, you were just someone who’s responsible for neutralizing issues before things could escalate. Strangely enough, despite you trying to act normal, you were the one that stood out among the dysfunctional family, because of how mentally unaffected you were by the household. Even Vanya had difficulty expressing her anger for you in her memoir.

Whilst the two numbers were busy with their own thoughts, someone was watching the scenery before her, amused by the silence that settled within the room.

The mannequin internally laughed at what she was witnessing. She found it rather ironic that despite Five being blunt about his distaste for you, you kept chasing him and made sure if he was alright. It was even more hilarious that he was beginning to open up to you but his hostility is still present. He hated you, you disliked him yet, you both cared for each other in your own way.

Even though she didn't have a heart, she felt envious of you. To be able to hold Five, to be able to run after him, to be able to stop him from overworking. You had everything Dolores wanted. But, alas, those are merely musings of a soulless husk.

Although this was an unspoken truth, Five knew his beloved "Dolores" wasn't real, she was merely something that manifested out of thin air because he wanted to keep himself sane during the apocalypse. She even recalled that time when some people from the commission found out about Dolores' existence, and they judged Five's mental state for it, even though Five acted like it was nothing, She was worried for him. They both knew it was the truth but he refused to acknowledge the reality of her existence.

Putting aside her jealousy, the mannequin was glad that despite all the weirdness Five carried, he found someone who did try to understand him. The thought of your open-mindedness and kindness warmed Dolores' non-existent heart.

"Thanks." Five broke the silence, his gaze elsewhere.

"Huh?" You tilted your head, not expecting his words.

"I know you heard me, don't make me say it twice or I'll give you a reason to be deaf." The brunette threatened, usually his threats would make you flinch but, this time it made you smile, not a forced one.

Your genuine smile went unnoticed but the tone of your voice didn't fail to express your sincerity. "You're welcome, Five."

The boy froze up as he realized you were calling him by his name again. He didn't know whether to call you out on it or just let it go… In the end, he failed to notice you had already left his side.

"I didn't think you'd warm up to her considering you told me how much you disliked her." The mannequin teased a knowing look on her face.

The brunette merely rolled his eyes at her then laid down on the bed, avoiding to ruin the stitches you made. "She's one of the tolerable ones, I have no choice."

Dolores smiled to herself knowing that was a lie.

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The next day, both the boy and the girl exited the house through the fire exit, with Dolores carefully placed into the duffle bag along with alcohol. The seance noticed you guys sneaking out and tried to join in but Five declined his offer. As Klaus was busy whining about how much he loved his 'little brother', you managed to hijack a nearby van and let Five drive to his desired location while you sat at the back with Dolores.

The brunette parked the van in front of the prosthetics building, watching people come and go while he fiddled with the glass eyeball in his hand. He mindlessly watched as a woman walked past the stolen van whilst a group of children played ball.

Seeing normalcy made Five sigh, he was envious of those people. People who lived a normal life had it better than him. He could not stop the feeling of envy creeping up on him. After all, they didn't have to worry about putting their lives on the line for others. Unlike them, the boy grew up in a dysfunctional household and got thrusted into the apocalypse at a young age. He was forced to grow up early and prioritize his life over others, which went against the old man's teachings.

As Five was busy with his own demons, he didn't notice you had let in uninvited guests.

You were bored out of your mind, and began to look out the window in hopes of finding something interesting, until you saw a familiar lanky figure heading towards the van. It was Klaus heading towards the van with Luther in tow, you opened the back door and waved at them to come in.

The lanky man skipped his way to the backdoor and began conversing with Dolores. As you tried your best to stop him from harassing it - because you had a feeling Five would rip him to pieces.

"I didn't think I would find a beauty like you in here." The seance whispered into Dolores' ear.

"Master Klaus you shouldn't-"

"Shh shh, let her speak." He said as he caressed the mannequin's cheek, even though it didn't say a word, Klaus giggled and started cradling Dolores in his arms.

"Does everyone in the Hargreeves family like talking to non-living things or something?" You questioned yourself as you bit the inside of your cheek.

At the front of the truck, it seemed like Luther was planning to sit in the passenger seat but it was locked. You unlocked the door for him since Five was unresponsive. You silently watched as the larger male struggled to enter the van due to his frame.

Suddenly, the brunette in the driver's seat screamed.

“No!” Five's scream caught you and Spaceboy's attention, you hurriedly went to his side and rubbed the small of his back.

“Five.” You murmured not wanting to overwhelm him with loud sounds.

“Five!” Luther called out, the volume of his voice made you flinch and cover the ear he screamed at.

“Hey Five!” The male shouted once again yet, it wasn't effective.

“NO!” The younger male screamed as he grabbed onto his hair whilst his eyes widened in fear, his breathing becoming ragged.

“Five!” You shook Five awake as the larger male shouted his brother's name like a mantra, trying to bring back the boy into reality.

When the brunette finally calmed down, you continued rubbing his back, concern etched into your features. “Are you alright, Master Five?”

He disregarded your words as he began to process the uninvited guest that sat on the passenger seat, "You shouldn’t be… How did you find me?”

“Um…” Space boy gestured to Klaus, who sat at the back of the van, cradling Five's beloved in his arms.

The seance murmured, “Hey baby…”

Once the lanky man noticed everyone's eyes were on him, he shooed away their lingering gazes. “Hey, a little privacy, guys. We’re really hitting it off back here.”

Out of irritation, the boy throws the nearest object at Klaus. The lanky man screamed and used the mannequin as a shield, in an attempt to protect himself. Luckily, you caught the object before Klaus got injured and threw Five a side eye, which made him roll his eyes.

“Get out! You can’t be here! I’m in the middle of something." The physically younger male hissed at his barely sober brother.

The seance dismissed his threat and approached his brothers who sat at the front of the van. “Any luck finding out your one-eyed man?”

“No.” Five whispered, internally groaning at the fact he even trusted his idiot of a brother with the secret of the apocalypse.

“What’s he talking about?” Luther brought up with a raised brow.

“Does it matter? It’s Klaus.” The boy quickly shot down.

At first, Klaus looked hurt but, he redirected his gaze to the larger male as though silently asking Luther to defend him but, nothing came out of Spaceboy's mouth. Defeated, the seance breathed through his nose and acted as though he wasn't hurt. Out of pity, you rubbed his back.

The small brunette sighed, “What do you want, Luther?”

“So…” Dirty blond male cautiously glanced at you, “So, Grace may have something to do with Dad’s death.” He paused and glanced at you again trying to read if you have a reaction. “I need you to come back to the academy, all right? It’s important.”

"Is something on my face?" You asked yourself as you started to feel your face if there was a bloodstain you forgot to wipe away from Five's wounds.

“It’s important.” Five mocked his brother’s words then scoffed. “You have no concept of what’s important.”

“Hey!” Klaus interrupted, “Did I ever tell you guys about the time I waxed my ass with chocolate pudding?”

The lanky man laughed his stomach out, sadly, the others weren't laughing along with him. “It was so painful!”

Luther and Five grimaced at their brother's words, while you looked at the seance as though he had committed a sin. Despite everyone's obvious disgust, someone else - besides Klaus - managed to laugh because of his shenanigans, it was Five. You witnessed the boy turn his head then hid his giggle underneath his breath. It was oddly adorable.

“What are you still doing here?” The larger man scrunched up his brows, his gaze on Klaus.

“I- What? I need an excuse to hang out with my family?” Klaus placed a hand on his chest, offended by the other male's choice of words.

“We’re trying to have a serious conversation here.”

“What, and I’m incapable of being serious? Is that what you’re saying?”

At this point, you couldn't help but frown and feel bad for Klaus. No one in the family took him seriously just like how they treated Vanya. He acts as though he isn't bothered but, you know it hurts him, just as much as how the others treated Vanya differently.

“Luther’s got a point, you should get out.” Five added.

“What?!"

Reluctantly, the lanky man crawls out of the van murmuring how it was unfair. Once he got out of the van, he screamed “FINE!” then slammed the door closed.

"I- I should go after Master Klaus…" You said quietly then followed Klaus to the convenience store. You had a feeling he'd cause trouble and it would be best someone would be there to prevent it.

Once you and Klaus left, the atmosphere in the van became tense. The unspoken rivalry, rather, the one sided rivalry between Luther and Five was becoming more evident to the naked eye. Since you left, Luther felt like he could finally bring up his suspicion of you to Five.

“What the hell are you up to?” Luther questioned whilst he observed the seance and the servant head to the convenience store together.

“You wouldn’t understand.” The younger male stated, his eyes narrowing at the prosthetics building across them.

“Try me. Last I checked, I’m still the leader of this family.”

“Well, last I checked. I’m 18 years older than you.”

The larger man inhaled deeply then turned to his 'younger' brother. “You know what your problem is?”

“Really hoping you’ll tell me.” Five sarcastically remarked, his hazel eyes never leaving the building across the van.

“You think you’re better than us. You always have. Even when we were kids. But the truth is, you’re just as messed up as the rest of us. We’re all you have and you know it.”

The brunette lets out a dejected sigh. “I don’t think I’m better than you, Number One. I know I am.”

Spaceboy chuckled at his words, Five just proved his point.

“I’ve done unimaginable things, things you couldn’t even comprehend.” the boy pointed out as his grip on the steering wheel tightened but it came off as an exaggeration to Luther, “Right…”

“Just to get back here and save you all.” Five added.

Unexpectedly, the convenience store from across the street was experiencing a commotion, catching the passersby's attention along with Five and Luther's. Out came Klaus carrying a huge amount of food in his arms followed by the security guard screaming for him to halt.

“Whoa!” The seance runs with the food he shoplifted as the security ran after him.

One of the security guards screamed with a baton in hand. “Stop!”

“Hey! Stop right now!”

The lanky man waves at the van, some of the food he stole fell behind. Due to his carelessness, he almost gets run over by a taxi, luckily it stopped halfway, though he managed to narrowly dodge the vehicle.

As for you, you were held back at the convenience store as you paid for the food your master shoplifted. You internally grumbled about regretting ever feeling pity for him and how you should have known he would have pulled a stunt like this.

After that whole fiasco, Luther was about to leave the van until he remembered something he had been planning to tell Five once you weren't around.

"Since you don't plan on showing up to the family meeting, I'll give you a heads up, Y/N might have something to do with dad's death." Luther said, his back against the boy.

Five's eyes widened and his grip on the steering wheel tightened as the puzzles in his head began to fall into pieces. "You have nothing to worry about. I've dealt with people like her."

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Luther and Allison gathered every family member in the living room, except Five since he was being stubborn. The monitor that he and Allison were playing with last night, currently sat on the bar, the video tape already in it. All he needed to do was play the footage…

The large male took in a deep breath then played it. The monitor replayed the night of the murder, Grace was taking care of the Monocle's needs, suddenly he started twitching and fell on his back, amidst him experiencing a heart attack, Ms. Grace did nothing but look down at him instead of doing what she was programmed to do.

The whole room went silent, Luther observed the other's reactions and noticed that only Vanya and Klaus were mortified. Number one expected that he and Allison were the only ones who wouldn't be surprised but you and Diego didn't seem surprised by the footage. Diego seemed a little too satisfied whilst you looked away from the monitor.

The dirty blond male narrowed his brows, "Suspicious."

“I mean, do you really think that mom would hurt Dad?”, Vanya broke the silence.

“You haven’t been home in a long time, Vanya. Maybe you don’t know Grace anymore.”

“If he was poisoned, it would have shown up in the coroner’s report.” Diego remarked with a matter of factly tone.

“Well, I don’t need a report to tell me what I can see with my own eyes.”

“Maybe all that low gravity in space messed with your head.” The lad in black leather approached the monitor and replayed the footage. “Dad has his monocle. Grace stands up. Monocle’s gone.”

Klaus laughed, “Oh, yeah!”

The Latino turns his back, “She wasn’t poisoning him. She was… taking the monocle, to clean it.”

“Then where is it?”

Everyone went silent not having an answer to that question. You, even as an accomplice, didn't even know where it was. You were pretty sure disposing of the monocle was not part of the plan…

“No, I’ve searched the whole house, including her things. She doesn’t have it.”

The kraken looked down as he took out his knife and fidgeted with it, till his eyes met Luther's. “That’s because I took it from her. After the funeral.”

“You’ve had the monocle this whole time? What the hell, Diego!” Allison exclaimed.

“Give it to me.” Luther commanded, taking a few strides towards Diego, his hand out awaiting for the monocle to be returned.

“I threw it away.”

The rumor scoffed at her brother's admission.

“You what? ” Number one’s voice boomed.

“Look, I knew that if you found it on Mom, you’d lose your shit. Just like you are doing right now.” The latino menacingly pointed at Spaceboy's direction with the pointed edge of his dagger.

“Diego, you son of a bitch.” Luther walks over to Number two but Vanya interrupts him before another fight starts, you mirror her actions as well and walk in front of Diego to prevent him from doing anything reckless.

“Hey. no. calm down.” Vanya said, “Look, I know dad wasn’t exactly an open book. But, I do remember one thing. He said Mom was, well, designed to be a caretaker but also as a protector.”

“Well, if her hardware is degrading, then… We need to turn her off.”

"Oh no." You thought. This was definitely not part of Mr. Hargreeves' plan.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. She’s not just a vacuum you can throw into a closet. She feels things, I’ve seen it.” The kraken angrily said as his glare hardened, along with the finger pointing becoming more abundant.

“She stood there, and watched our father die.” The dirty blond male pointed out as he gestured to the footage.

“I’m with Luther.”

“Surprise, surprise.” Diego sarcastically retorted.

“Shut up.” The rumor barked back.

Suddenly, the whole room looked at Vanya, expecting an answer out of her. “I- I don't-”

"Yeah, she shouldn't get a vote." Diego interrupted her before she could decide but Vanya snapped back at him. "I was gonna say that I agree with you."

"Okay. She should get a vote."

The Latino turned to Klaus, "What about you, stoner boy? What are you thinking?"

"Oh, so, what? Do you need my help now? Oh 'Get out of the van, Klaus!', 'Well, welcome back to the van.' -

"What van?" The woman in curls interjected, not following through with this whole van thing. Fortunately for her, she wasn't alone as Vanya didn't know what the van metaphor was for.

The large male released a sigh and changed the topic, "What's it gonna be Klaus?"

“I’m with Diego because screw you Luther! And if Ben were here, he'd agree with me." The lanky man replied while looking Luther in the eye, as though to intimidate him.

"So, that's three to two."

"Vote's not final yet." The actress stated which caused the whole room to raise eyebrows.

"What?"

"Five's not here." She pointed out. You could hear everyone - except Luther who was silently thanking her - internally groan at her words. At this point, she was just stalling!

The lad in black leather scoffed and then argued, "You really think Five would show up to something as stupid as this?"

"Why don't we just let Y/N vote for him?" Klaus suggested as he pushed you forward like a sacrificial lamb.

"Master Klaus, I'm afraid I can't do that-"

"She doesn't have a say in this." You stiffened at Luther's words, "I don't like the sound of that."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? That she is not one of us? She is treated like an experiment and got traumatized because of that bastard! How is she any different from us?" Diego fought back on your steed, while you looked at him like he had grown another head.

"Because we-"

"Just you, Luther." Allison corrected, looking away from the scene before her.

"I think she might be an accomplice in Dad's death." The larger male finished her sentence which made the living room feel unwelcoming as dead silence followed.

The Latino scoffed then taunted the big man, "I'm surprised your mouth hasn't retired from carrying all that shit your ass couldn't handle."

"And here we go again." The rumor muttered under her breath.

Luther ignored his brother's taunts and began providing arguments, "During dad's funeral, Y/N was supposed to check on the footage and report to me if there was anything suspicious but she didn't inform me."

"That's because I was with Five, I'm supposed to be watching over him in case the effects of time traveling were kicking in." You hurriedly replied which unknowingly raised suspicion in Luther's eyes.

"Didn't you and Pogo switch shifts whilst monitoring the CCTVs?"

"Yes but, I didn't have time to check on the tapes-"

"You didn't have time yet the tape was conveniently placed on top of the cabinet." The dirty blond male pointed out, your eyes widened in fear because you didn't know how to defend yourself… You felt helpless.

You were well aware that you were not the one who placed the tape there, so it could have been Pogo. As much as you would love to defend yourself, you couldn't exactly speak out either since this would ruin the plan but you were itching to stand up for yourself. In the end, you sucked it up and didn't say a word.

"You even told me that I should 'broaden your scope, especially your list of suspects'. " Luther's eyes felt like lasers being burned through your skull.

You gulped, looking down at your feet as your tears were ready to cascade down your cheeks. You even regretted leaving those clues for him because you didn't think you would be put into this position, "I- I was… I was trying to cheer you up…"

"Is that the only excuse you can come up with?" Luther scoffed, he almost sounded like his father… It scares you.

"Vanya, please keep an eye on Y/N for now." The larger male ordered the petite woman.

Desperately, you walked up to him, "I know it looks bad but, Can I at least attempt to get Five back? His decision might help finalize what to do with Ms. Grace."

"His decision won't save you."

At this point, you were trembling. The ringing in your ears became louder, your mind zoning out until you felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned to see it was Klaus wearing a reassuring smile though it didn't do much.

"That's enough Luther, you're scaring her." Allison finally stepped in.

The violinist approached your side cautiously then gently whispered, "Y/N, I believe it's best you listen to Luther for now."

"For now, let's wait for Five to return. The whole family has to vote. We owe each other that." The rumor ended the discussion and everyone began to part their ways.

Once Vanya finished conversing with Diego about Ms. Grace, she - gently - took you by your wrist and headed to your room. You were so busy in your head that you didn't realize that Vanya was the one taking you to your room.

The violinist wore a concerned look on her face, "Hey, Y/N, you alright? You seem so out of it? It's very unusual for you… I'm assuming you are bothered by what Luther said? You looked like you were about to cry earlier."

"I'm not bothered, just worried about Five. I was supposed to be by his side but I ended up getting house arrest instead." You answered jokingly but you could not bring yourself to fake a smile.

Vanya laughed, not noticing that your energy didn't match your tone. "If it helps, I don't think you would kill dad."

"You wouldn't know that…" You wanted to say that but kept it to yourself.

"So don't beat yourself up over this, if you're innocent you have nothing to lose."

You briefly replied with a fake smile, "Yeah. Thanks."

The petite brunette noticed the brief reply but shrugged it off then changed topics. "So, I've heard from the others that you and Five have been hanging out, is that true?"

You nodded.

"I didn't think he'd open up to you… with how he openly hates you and all- Not saying that it's a bad thing that you guys are getting along now! It's just… unexpected is all."

You relaxed for a bit and chuckled. You knew for a fact neither of you guys were getting along. At most, you guys were just tolerating each other because you all saw how you guys benefited from each other.

"That's one way of putting it." You murmured.

You and Vanya arrived in your room and sat on your bed. In sync, you guys laid down on your backs and stared at the ceiling above you guys.

"So how's Five doing?" The brunette questioned, probably worried about his mental state considering what happened the day before… or was it earlier?

"Well, from what I can tell, he's getting used to people…" you answered, trying to evade the topic of the apocalypse when answering her question.

Vanya exhaled through her nostrils, "I really should have insisted for him to get help."

"I understand your concern Miss Vanya but, you can't help someone who doesn't recognize they need help. You would only be wasting your energy."

"I'm sorry," She murmured, a habit of hers that she never got over.

You smiled then added, "You have nothing to be sorry about, you're just doing what you think is right."

"Y/N can I ask you something?"

You nodded giving her the go signal.

"Why would you try to comfort Luther by advising him to look into other people as well?"

You froze up. You couldn't lie to Vanya, something was telling you that you couldn't go against someone's orders. "I can't-"

Unexpectedly, a myriad of gunshots were coming from the hallway.

"Hide!" You shouted, before Vanya could protest, you urgently hid her in your closet as you hid under the bed.

Once the sound of gunshots and blades clanking simmered down, you got out of your hiding spot and readied your retractable bo staff. Vanya got out of the closet as well once she heard you got out of your hiding spot.

"Miss Vanya, I will be heading out to assist the others," You grabbed a ballistic shield you have been hiding behind the closet, "I'll be giving you this ballistic shield for your protection. Please don't make any sound."

"Wait, Y/N you shouldn't-" Number seven grabbed your wrist in an attempt to stop you but the determined look on your face made her grip loosen.

"I have to Miss Vanya, I'm sorry. It's my responsibility to protect you- I mean, protect the academy. I can't just stand by and watch them throw away their lives like that."

Vanya was left speechless with your words. You did not outright say anything about her being ordinary or not having powers but, it felt like the term "responsibility" became synonymous with the word “power”. It made her think that she didn't have the power to protect others nor herself, that's why other people had to get themselves hurt to protect her.

"Remember, do not open the door for anyone even if you know it's someone you think you can trust; We don't know what the intruder is capable of, so trust no one. I will let you know if the coast is clear so keep a lookout for my messages." You told her then left your room, unknowingly leaving Vanya to her thoughts.

You cautiously surveyed the hallway, you held the bo staff's body with high alert including your other senses actively looking for the intruders that entered the academy. When you reached the stairs, you witnessed Diego and Allison simultaneously attacking a familiar pink masked person. You were about to jump into the action until you heard Vanya's voice from the living room.

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"Hello?" Vanya went down the stairs, worry in her voice and facial features.

"Guys? Is everyone okay?"

"Hello? Guys?" She entered the living room unaware of the danger emanating from the lounge.

Once the violinist entered the room she tried to look for any signs of life but only saw the result of the fight, which was gun residue and bullet casings littering the area. As she was about to leave and investigate the other rooms, she heard chains rattling behind her.

The petite woman turned and was met with the intruder who wore a blue cartoony mask, who was wielding a morning star. He swung it towards Vanya but she ducked just in time. As he was about to hit her with his arm, a two-pronged spear stopped him midway, which created a distance between Vanya and the intruder.

The spear was a surprise to everyone in the living room except you, they turned their gaze and met your hues. Once the masked man's attention was set on you, Vanya quickly hid not wanting to be a liability.

"If you're looking for someone to fight, at least pick someone who can fight." You taunted the larger man.

With ease, you jumped from the second floor then dash towards the masked man, using the momentum you've picked up, you raised your foot and pushed kick his torso away. The impact made him stumble backwards and pause as he tried to gather his footing.

The spear that you threw at him earlier is now in your hands, you pressed the button that would retract the prongs and swung it towards the mask - his head was your main target - which made him stagger back again.

"This brat is too quick, I should've left her with Cha cha." Hazel grumbled to himself.

Despite the obvious large distance, you cautiously took a few steps backwards and used the staff as a boundary. An open hand supporting the head of the bo staff whilst a closed fist on the butt of the staff holding onto it with a strong grip.

Seeing as the double attack to his head was making him fall behind, you quickly withdrew from your defensive stance then, taunted the masked man by spinning your bo staff. Once he regained his footing, he swung the ball of spikes onto the body of the staff, so it would fall apart.

However, you decided to take a gamble and retract it. You dashed forward to tackle him but, due to the frame and weight differences, your attack didn't affect him. Unknown to him, this was all part of your plan, this was the distance you needed for your next move. You made the staff face upwards then unretracted it which propelled his chin thus leading him to fall backwards.

By now he was outside the living room, you were out of breath and so the masked man. Your main objective was achieved, Vanya wasn't within his reach but, you were not sure if you could hold him off any longer.

"Hey, asshole." Luther greeted. Despite what he did to you earlier, you were thankful for his presence.

"Y/N go look for Pogo and Grace!"

You nodded and headed off to where you usually see Pogo and Grace. Once you have met up with the advanced chimpanzee you guided him to the basement and reassured him that everything was under control. You were planning to go out and look for Grace this time but, curiosity got the better of you.

"Did you hire those people?" You questioned as your grip on the retractable bo staff tightening.

"Master Hargreeves never hired an outside party to get involved… It must be someone who knows what he is planning, or people after his fortune." He replied but you were not satisfied with his answer, it was evident on your face.

You scoffed then exclaimed, "What the hell is he planning?! Vanya almost got killed out there!"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you. Master Hargreeves made me swear to not speak of it, unless the truth is finally revealed to the whole academy."

You were livid but walked away from him with a huff, to go look for Ms. Grace. At this point, you have given up on trying to find out the truth. Even though you were one of the Monocle's loyal servants, he treated you like the other numbers and kept you in the dark despite his hesitancy to trust you, he gave you little to no information, so you would be left to figure it out yourself.

Once you received Vanya's text, you went out of the basement and surveyed the house if there were lingering intruders. Suddenly, you ran to where you heard the crash come from and saw a fallen chandelier along with the other numbers who looked like they were still processing what they witnessed.

"What happened?" You broke the silence, it seemed like they were hesitant to answer but Allison managed to speak. "A chandelier fell on Luther, please check on him."

You bowed to the rumor, as you were ready to leave Vanya, Allison and Diego to their own devices.

Suddenly, the violinist's question made you freeze, "Who were those people?"

You were well aware that the question was not directed towards you but, the instinct - a rumor - told you to answer her but, then you saw Diego narrowing his eyes at you, as though silently questioning why you haven't left. You tightened your lips into a line then silently went to the clinic to prep for Luther's wounds.

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[hoewkeye]

the umbrella academy masterlist.

series goes for works that have two or more chapters, collections goes for works with collections of blurbs and shortfics that are in the same universe, shortfics are over 500 words, blurbs are under 500 words.

diego hargreeves.

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

— “the middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start” (+18)

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

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[lyssak09]

more yandere five? i’m not quite sure what—maybe a soft!reader who still hates him?

Thank you so much for asking! This post very short. But I will add more to it everytime I get an idea for it. Also this probably sucks. I didn't know exactly how to write a soft!reader

Yandere Five with soft!reader hcs

Five loves how kind and helpful you are. Even if you're upset with someone you still help them.

Since you're so caring Five loves to 'be hurt' so you'll worry and try to take care of him

He is still snarky but not as much. He doesn't want to accidently hurt you.

Him being separated from you for years broke him. When he finally sees you again he isn't letting go.

If you try to fight back then he'll get mean

"Stop crying! It isn't gonna get you anywhere. There isn't and use in trying to escape. So shut it and finish dinner" Five said as he started to walk towards the living room to finish his drink. You sat there trying to compose yourself and mumbled out an apology.

When five comes back to the house and hr is injured then you'll clean his wounds and not say a word. You hate him but you can't let another being hurt.

This will cause Five to delusion. You obviously love him. If you didn't then why are you taking care of him.

And when you're sad why would you go to him for comfort and affection if you didn't love him.

So Five will start to spiral. You love him right? So he can do certain things with and to you. Right? There is nothing wrong with that. Thats what couple truly in love do. And that is what you two are. Right?

After an argument or a punishment you might go to Five for comfort. It doesn't matter if he was the one who brought you to need it. You just need someone to hold you and tell you everything will be okay.

Since you're a sweetheart, there will be less arguments which means there will be less punishments.

Five will bring you comfort objects to keep you happy while he is gone. And he will hold you and not let go when he his home.

Even though you're a sweetheart, Five is still a mean yandere. Just not as mean as he could be. He will still yell though and degrade you a bit. But after, when you need comfort he will apologize and hold you

"I'm sorry love. You need to learn your place though. You're so sweet and beautiful. You're mine. You need to learn that. Everyone needs to. You belong to me. I love you"

Five will make you wear his clothes. Like his hoodies and his suit jacket from time to time. It just melts his heart. You look extra adorable and sweet in them.

He is extra possessive with your little sweet self. If he saw you helping one of his brothers before he kidnapped you then he will loose it. Five will fist fight his brothers and scream at you. You should know better than to give your attention to others! They don't deserve your help or time.

You can try to manipulate him but he thinks its cute. He loves it when you try to use affection to manipulate him.

Five won't hurt you. No matter how much you upset him. He knows you're too soft and fragile to actually upset him on purpose. And maybe you can use it to your advantage but very unlikely that it will work.

You probably do things for Five that unintentionally make him happy.

Five will make you love on him. Especially after you've been upset by him. So You'll just sit there trying not cry and slowly embrace his affection

No matter how much you hate him. You just can't show it. That adds to hus delusion.

Just feed his delusions and everything will be fine

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[anonymous-hargreeves]

Sunshine

Klaus Hargreeves x gn!reader

☆= Klaus finds the reader on a cold winter night

Warnings: Mention of alcohol, drugs, rehab

Genre: fluff

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It was cold. So cold. The ground was covered by the shimmery, frosty white of snow, as a flush spreads on your cheeks due to the horrible temperature. The snowflakes landed on your hair and face like confetti and made you shiver, as the dim light of the street lantern helped you to see where you were going. It wasn’t unusual for you to be outside during such a cold night, after all you had no where else to go. But tonight was worse than any other night. You forgot your coat at that rehab centre you were at and now the only thing you had left was the short sleeved shirt you had on.

It was stupid of you to leave in the middle of the night, you had to admit that. But one minute longer at that place and you might have gone mad. It wasn’t that you needed to be intoxicated, but it did help with those voices screaming in your head, it helped to numb your power.

As the wind picked up and the snow got stronger you stopped walking. This is pointless, you thought, with nowhere to go you would succumb to the cold out here. While you hugged yourself, hoping it would warm you up a tiny bit, you looked up at one of the street lanterns, not able to hear footsteps approaching you over its buzzing.

“Hey, Y/N, right? I think we have met before?” You turn around, as the stranger gently laid his hand on your shoulder. You knew him, he was often at the rehab centre, always talking a bit strange. “My goodness, Sunshine, you are freezing cold. Why are you not going home?” You frown.

“I don’t have a home”

“Ah?” He shared a sympathetic look with you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder and smiling. “Well then you’ll come with me, Sunshine. You do remember my name, right? Well either way, I’m Klaus.”

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[perseephoneee]

meeting santa Claus. With Klaus from Academy Umbrella

meeting santa klaus (klaus hargreeves x reader) {ficmas 2023}

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 9 of ficmas!

a/n: i forgot how much i missed writing for my baby boy. my favorite klaus (sorry mikaelson).

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Much like everyone else in the world, you lived under the assumption that Santa Claus was a larger man with a long beard, rosy cheeks, and a jolly troupe of reindeer. While the reindeer part is correct, the rest of it is horribly wrong and something that will haunt you for years to come. 

You discovered the truth of the universe when a long banging, followed by much swearing, could be heard in your living room. It was Christmas Eve, but you had been alone since your roommates had gone home for the holidays. You were spending the day alone, not wanting to deal with family politics this year. This is why hearing any sounds was very alarming at this moment. Afraid of a burglar in your house, you held your phone in one hand with the finger over the 911 button and a plunger in the other. You had no great weapons and felt that at least you could whack someone with the toilet plunger. You tip-toed down your stairs, your heart beating erratically as you looked down over your banister into your living room. Someone dressed in a loose-fitting red suit was cursing in your living room as they struggled to get some stuff out of a sack. You snuck into the living room, plunger above your head, and were entirely ready to attack when the burglar looked up with wide eyes at your weapon. You both started screaming. 

“What are you doing in my house?” you yelped, jumping back as the intruder sat up. 

“Is that a plunger?” he asked, voice confused. On closer inspection, he was a skinny man with thin facial hair and kind blue eyes. He looked a bit eclectic, and he was dressed like Santa. 

“My house, why are you here?”

“Funny story, actually,” he drawled hands on his hips. He was wearing Chuck Taylors. You had never seen someone dressed as Santa wearing Converse. “I am…Santa.”

“Bullshit.”

“No, seriously, I’m Santa! Santa ‘Klaus’ to be exact,” he raised his hands in front of him as if in surrender. You pocked your phone but kept your plunger weapon up. 

“And I’m Krampus,” you deadpanned, not believing him. 

“Technically, my name is just Klaus, and my brother is Santa,” he laughed, eyeing your plunger with a small degree of fear. “In my family, one of us inherits the role of being Santa every generation. However, he decided he wanted a break this year, and I had to deal with it. I’m not first born or a favorite of daddy dearest, so it shouldn’t be my post at all.”

You listened to his story with wide eyes and a level of confusion. 

“Anyway, here I am, being Santa Klaus for everyone this Christmas, and I have to say, I have no idea how my brother, Luther, does it. He’s a huge guy, and I fell down that chimney. Also, I’m exhausted and could use a drink. Got any tequila?”

“I’m sorry?” You were wondering if you were still dreaming. 

“Tequila? I swore off the drugs a while ago, but I still consider drinking okay.”

“Prove it,” you huffed. “Prove you’re Santa.”

“Oh heavens,” Klaus threw a hand over his face. He looked around, exasperated, before flicking his hand. Suddenly, all the decorations in your room were floating, and the lights flickered in a rhythmic pattern. You fell back into one of the armchairs in the living room, mouth open like a fish as Klaus set everything back to normal. Oh, you had to be still dreaming. This couldn’t be happening. You had a clinically insane Santa Claus, sorry ‘Klaus,’ in your living room, and you were armed with only a plunger. A candy cane was waved in front of your face. You looked up to see Klaus before you, apologetic as he handed you the candy. You noticed tattoos running up his hands and arms—a tattooed Santa Klaus. “I didn’t mean to scare you, Y/N. I hate scaring people.”

“How do you know my name?” you whispered.

“I’m Santa; I know everything,” he winked. You unfurled your candy cane and stuck it in your mouth, brain trying to catch up with everything happening. 

“Okay, you’re Santa. Santa is real. Santa is not one guy but a bunch of guys. Santa likes tequila.” 

“Luther hates tequila. I just like to rebel across the system,” Klaus smiles. It takes you a moment to notice that his Santa costume is red leather lace-up pants, a red robe, and a classic red hat that barely fits on his dark hair. 

“Punk rock, Santa,” you mutter, taking a bite from your candy. “How is, uh, being Santa?”

“Oh, it’s going terribly,” Klaus sighed, collapsing to the floor before you. His hand was thrown over his eyes like an old Greek statue. You said nothing about his state of dramatics. “I’m so behind. I don’t understand how this has ever been done in one night.”

“Do you use magic?”

“Of course,” he rolled over, his head propped up on his hand. Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he rolled towards you. You jumped back as his hands landed on the armrests of your chair, trapping you in. He smelled like a mojito– minty but also alcoholic. Mojitos were your favorite drinks. “You should help me!”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re by yourself, armed with a plunger. I’m in need of assistance, and I’m lonely,” Klaus was infectious with how he smiled at you. He was like an excitable puppy. “We can help each other! Make Christmas memories.”

“Why would I be helpful?” you ask.

“Because you’re a helpful person,” Klaus says, matter of fact. “You organize the homeless drive every Sunday, don’t you?” You would ask how he knows that but decide it’s likely magic, and that asking would leave you with more questions. Instead, you nod, confirming his question. “You have a big heart; you’re perfect for this job.”

“I’m…human,” you mutter meekly. Klaus grabs your face between his hands, effectively shushing you. 

“Me too! Mostly. Darling, you’re perfect.”

You decide that arguing with the fake Santa that wandered into your house wouldn’t be fruitful. Plus, you had no plans for Christmas except reading a good book and drinking mimosas. You ask if you can get dressed, but Klaus assures you that what you wear is fine. Of course, you wear a robe with pajama pants and smiley-face slippers. You and Klaus left out the front door since the chimney sounded like a bad idea. You guffaw at the sight of reindeer in your suburban street with a cherry wood sleigh. Klaus skips over like an excitable child and gives loving pats to all the reindeer. He shows you the proper way to pet them, and you giggle as Dancer and Blitzen lick your hand and try to steal part of your candy cane. Klaus lends a hand, and you climb into the sleigh. It’s so quiet outside that you’re shocked your neighbors aren’t hearing the commotion. You’re even more shocked when they don’t hear your screech as you take off into the air. Klaus grabs your hand in comfort, and you realize you like his presence. He’s mental, but he’s kind and somehow makes you feel completely safe when you should be losing your mind. 

What Klaus has in enthusiasm, you make up for in organizational skills. He gives you a magic skull key to help sneak into people’s houses (it feels illegal), and together, you double productivity as you drop off presents. You even steal a few cookies and some baklava from a Ukrainian home as you go. The kids were asleep on the floor as you snuck by to drop off your presents, and you were afraid they’d hear you as you moaned around the taste of the dessert. You stole some extra for Klaus, who reacted like you. 

You went to so many different countries you had never been to before, and the smile on your face was permanent as you soared across the skies with the real-life Santa. You wondered how you were chosen for such a treat, and you still wondered it as Klaus finally brought you back to your home at five a.m. on Christmas day. 

“Why me?” you asked, turning to Klaus in the sleigh as he eased the reindeer to a stop. He looked at you, confused. “Out of everyone that could’ve helped you tonight, you chose me. I just…don’t know why. I’m not special.”

“Oh, but you are; you’re so special,” Klaus grabbed your hands, running his fingers over your knuckles. “And I just like you. You’re kind. I could tell from your aura the second you tried to kill me with your plunger.” You chuckled a bit at that. 

“Thank you for choosing me,” you whispered. You kissed Klaus’ cheek, exited the sleigh, and bound into your house. You watched from your doorway as he became nothing more than a beam of light on the horizon. Climbing up your stairs, exhaustion finally crept into your bones, and you passed out immediately in bed. 

When you woke up and blearily descended your stairs, you were startled to find a present under the tree. You were even more pleasantly surprised when you unwrapped it and found one of the reindeer bells and a note from Klaus:

Call me. Even Santas use telephones.

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[masterlistmaker]

Special Agent Lokitty Masterlist

This blog archives all of @specialagentlokitty 's works into masterlists so they are easy to find. Please read through the Navigation section to help you find the fics you're looking for!

Updated through: end of 8/23

Navigation:

Under the cut, you'll find the list of fandoms that Lokitty writes for (or previously wrote for). The link will take you to a second masterlist of character x reader ships. This is where it can get tricky:

reader lists are lists which have character x reader works

specific!reader lists are lists which have character x reader works where the reader's relation to the character is more specified (ex. daughter!reader, student!reader, etc.)

all readers lists are lists which have character x reader and character x specific!reader works.

NOTE: Characters that have all readers lists will NOT have reader and specific!reader lists. all readers lists contain all the works for that character and are sorted by relation. What list a character has is entirely dependent on the number and type of works Lokitty has written.

From there, you can pick the character-reader relation, open the list link, and find all the fics you're looking for! If you're confused, play around with the links. You'll find what you're looking for.

If you're looking for crossover fics, pick one of the fandoms in the crossover. At the end of that list there is a Crossover Works link. You should be able to find the fic there.

other important notes:

some lists are short and list all the characters and their works without having extra links. These are easy to navigate.

reader traits such as male!reader and autistic!reader are listed next to the fic title and DO NOT have seprate lists.

all fics are (generally) listed from oldest to newest.

I tried my best to sort out all the crossover works, but this was already a huge project and some probably slipped through the cracks. I sorted everything to the best of my abilities, but it would have been impossible to read through every single work (and I'm unfamiliar with most of these fandoms). If you find a fic that isn't where it belongs or is missing lables/ wrong labels, please message me to let me know.

Lists are always under light construction. As Lokitty writes, sometimes things must be reorganized. Any major changes to navigation will always be noted above!

Fandom List- Sorted

Movies

Avengers/Marvel

Harry Potter

The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

Twilight

Kingsman: The Secret Service

DC Batman

Avatar (film series)

TV Shows

Crime Drama:

Castle

Criminal Minds

The Mentalist

NCIS

NOLA

Sherlock

Fox 911

Bones

Comedy Dramas:

Ackley Bridge

Brooklyn 99

Friends

The Big Bang Theory

Downton Abbey

Sci-Fi/Fantasy:

Doctor Who

Lucifer

Merlin

Supernatural

Teen Wolf

The Vampire Diaries

Wednesday

The Witcher

The Umbrella Academy

Fate: The Winx Saga

Medical Drama:

The Good Doctor

Grey's Anatomy

House M.D.

Chicago Med

Anime:

Attack on Titan

Avatar (ATLA and LOK)

Blue Exorcist

My Hero Academia

Naruto

Tokyo Ghoul

Castlevania

Durarara!!

Kuroku's Basketball

Haikyuu

Others

MeChat

Percy Jackson

Skyrim

Buzzfeed Unsolved

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