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sir-klauz · 2 years
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TOP NEWS VILLE VALO IS TRYING TO HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH DELORES FROM THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY DONT DTEAL DELORES FROM POOR NUMBER FIVE LEAVE HER LONE POOR MANNEQUIN OMG
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Or did Five steal Delores from Ville Valo 😩😩😩😩
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Delores found in another mans bed again like
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Five: YOU SLEPT WITH MY GIRL DELORES YOU BITC
Ville:
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Five:
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thehandl3r · 2 years
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The worker in the store when Five told her to look after Delores and how she liked sequins:
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fivesmannequinwife · 2 years
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Every single fanfic writer that ever made Five be a sarcastic ass to his partner must be rolling like a bayblade rn because S3 literally confirmed that Five is a sappy old man who calls his wife "my angel" and cheesily says things like "come to me"
lol this dude is super sappy to his partner and there is no doubt in my mind he was a devoted and adoring husband to his bald mannequin wife😌
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i think im hilarious
[ID: Five and Delores from the umbrella academy edited onto the barbie promo poster meme. Delores' picture reads 'This Barbie is a theoretical physicist'. Five's reads 'This Ken is her husband'. Notably, the image for Five is one where he is covered in blood. End ID.]
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insufferablebookaddict · 11 months
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“The healthiest long term relationship in this family was when Five was banging that mannequin” - Klaus Hargreeves
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kaybreezy3000 · 3 months
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Free at Last
(5 scenes of Five and his devoted mannequin)
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A big thank you to my friend, Bad Kitty, for suggesting I try this challenging but fun idea. 💕
Link to all my Five Hargreeves stories/art
Link to just my posts on Tumblr
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mangoshorthand · 7 months
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five def took those cosmo magazine quizzes in the apocalypse with dolores; “do you think i prioritise my career over men?”
1000%
"Well Dolores, it says I'm a badass career girl, which has got to be a good thing, but I need to consider what will make me happiest in a decade. I think that's very true. What do you think?"
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"What do you mean, I need to get out more?"
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agent-toast · 10 months
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i tried doing zukich’s art style (DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/zukich/art/Five-Hargreeves-862130232) because i really love the way they draw Five! make sure to check out the original using the link!
Original - left, My Version - right
The original work is NOT mine at all. It belongs to the original artist, zukich, completely. The work on the right is mine, but of course largely inspired by zukich. However, it’s not meant to be exactly perfect, it’s my own rendition of the original art style. I did not trace anything, I only used the original art as a reference.
i’m hoping i can learn how to do my own art style like this in the future!
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I got polls so time to mess around with this new power
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itstheghostofmypast · 2 years
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Cuddling with Klaus
Genre: Fluff
Type: Requested HC
Klaus x GN Reader
Requested by @ciaobby: i need some cuddling hcs with the hargreeves! i know klaus would love to cuddle up on a rainy day :)
A/N: Two things;
1)I was literally sitting in the rain when I write this.
2)Personally, I am not a very affectionate person, especially physically- yes, it does bother a lot of people around me but hey, why hug when words are enough? (idk okay forgive me) BUT if I felt this would be the safest form of cuddling, in my lack of experience. I really wanted to do justice to @ciaobby request, please tell me if it's remotely close.
Gif credit to rightful owner
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If there was one thing Klaus thought could make a rainy day even better it was, Y/N. He had met them at a bar- well actually, he had ended up being thrown out of their bar but when they had slammed the door with an "IF I SEE YOU AGAIN YOU'RE DEAD." He had been stabbed by cupid.
After which, the very next night he decided to make his way to the bar once more, a rainy night to be exact. With that cheeky smile he waved at them, earning a glare, but did that stop him? Of course not.
"Hey there babe ."
"Didn't I tell you I'd kill you if I see you here again?"
"Well that really isn't my fault now is it, your offer was so tempting, I'd die a million times if you took my soul~"
Confused and horrified they quietly walked away to another customer, not really sure of how to get rid of him. The only reason why Y/N had thrown him out before was because he had no intention of paying. They were sure he wouldn't tonight too, but since it was raining and Y/N was no monster, this cheap scape could stay.
Cue the two being the only people at the11 pm bar by 11pm.
"So~"
"There is no need to strike a conversation"
"Oh come on, we're alone in a bar on a lovely rainy night~ and you don't close till 1 am."
"Fair enough, but will you be paying tonight?"
"Of course."
"Good."
"With my companionship"
"....you better be good at holding up a conversation then."
He was, he truly was. He could talk about anything, from his family to his lost brother to his horrid father to his addiction to bath salts. Honestly not a bad person- just, too casual or maybe Y/N was too uptight.
Either way, one rainy night was followed by another rainy night- one too many and he had become a regular. A regular who would pay Y/N with his companionship and useless, yet comforting conversations.
"Hey, I was thinking." He asked as he took a shot, "You know so much about me, but I know nothing about you~"
"Well, I mean I'm not a very interesting person."
"Oh come on, everyone's interesting in their own way, quirks you know."
"Well then, what would you like to know?"
"Where do you live?"
"Too personal"
"Alright, why are you a bartender? God, you professionals."
"Because I wanted to be one ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" 
"Okay, okay, Y/N we get it, you're all so mysterious, but riddle me this, why haven't you thrown me out yet? Do you know? Usually" he pointed around the empty bar, "Even my family doesn't listen to me to this extend- let alone bear me, why have you, the ever so perfect Y/N, not done so?" He turned to look at them, confused, but somewhat comforted.
"Because" they began, staring at him then averting their gaze, the rain pattering against the large glass windows resonating throughout the dimly lit bar. Y/N never really knew why, most of their life they had just done whatever had to be done, lived in solitude, and made their way to their profession of choice. To be honest the only reason they bought this bar was that it came with an apartment and even though being alone was something they wanted but lately, the weather had been pulling them down. Before this idiot had arrived, empty nights like these were lonely and cold, which would make them feel like there was no point in anything, no point of living, no point of struggling. 
"Hello? Earth to Y/N?"
"Huh?"
"You said because and trailed off, did you perhaps get lost in my beautiful eyes? They're like my mother's, you know."
He was right, he had beautiful eyes, those stark crystal blue orbs had pierced right through Y/N's soul the moment their eyes had met. 
"Klaus?"
"Yes?"
"Why do you still come here even though I brush you off?"
"Because I like you...and I have a feeling you like me too but you're too stubborn to admit it - HEY HEY HEY WHY ARE YOU LEAVING"
"IT'S 1AM WE'RE CLOSING. SO LEAVE"
"BUT IT'S STILL RAINING OUTSIDE"
"oh"
"Lemme stay at your place, it'll be like a sleepover, I already know you live in the place above "
"HOW DO YOU KNOW, CREEP?"
Either way, he ended up in Y/N's apartment that night, truly amazed at the plants they had. The place was all warm and cozy, very different from the minimalistic bar. A one-bedroom apartment, but the open kitchen made it seem bigger, the kitchen was also Y/N's favorite place, to cook and eat, sometimes use the counter space to try random DIYs.
"Hey about before...me saying you like me...i was joki-"
"I do like you.'
"I'm sorry what."
"...do you not like...me-"
"oh no no no, of course i do- i mean i really do like you kind of why i've been coming here even though i'm not supposed to be drinking a lot... You know.." he waved his hands, "rehab and shit."
"Oh..."
"You don't seem all too excited there bub"
"I-i am it's just ... I just..."
"New to this...."
"...maybe"
"Shall we take it slow?"
"Y-yeah..."
That was the thing with Klaus, he was just so...calm and peaceful, he really did care about others and Y/N really needed someone who'd follow their pace. 
From morning runs- which soon turned into walks because Klaus refused to run a mile at 6 am.
"YOU'RE INSANE"
"But ...exercise is good"
So, from morning WALKS to coffee at a random cafe, to trying out Menudo for the first time because he was able to convince them. He'd spend his free time at the bar- which was all the time, so as soon as Y/N was done for the day he'd take them upstairs and surprise them with a new dish every. He'd bring random things to their apartment, sometimes a bouquet, sometimes a vase (Still not sure why he brought it), and on the weirder side a grandfather clock.
"Okay, serious question"
"Yes?"
"Are you stealing these things?"
"Of course not!"
"Oh thank god-"
"I'm simply smuggling them out of my old man's house, the price on these things! They're like a safety deposit, you know, savings for rainy days."
"KLAUS!"
Either way, the thing Y/N loved about him the most was when he'd cuddle with them. They were never very affectionate, in fact, personal physical contact was not one of their strong suits, but with him, they had decided to let it work.
Initially, it was awkward, the physical contact, not knowing where to place their legs or arms. Y/N had also elbowed him 'accidentally' when his hand went south earning a,
'JUST SAY STOP NExT TIME- SheeSH CanT EVEN HAVE SOME FUN"
Either way, slowly it started to become easier, he had picked up on things Y/N was comfortable with, often letting them decide the way they'd spoon. On some occasions he'd continue to talk, allowing them to sleep to the sound of his voice. 
On other occasions, when Y/N was really down and tired, he'd just open his arms for them and let them straddle him, burying their face in his neck as he sits on the couch. Usually, he'd stroke their back, allowing them to relax before gently asking;
"You wanna talk about it?"
If the answer is no, he never asks again, just kisses the top of their head and usually ends up humming a song, lulling them to sleep. If it's a yes, he'd listen quietly and intently, listening to each word with great focus, giving suggestions if needed, but often words of positive affirmations.
The best time to cuddle, for Y/N was when it would be raining, day or night, that did not matter at all. Usually, they'd close the bar, and lock themselves in Y/N's apartment. Klaus had suggested using scented candles and 'weighted blankets'- now while Y/N initially felt this was a dumb idea, they were later proved wrong, when they came home one rainy evening to find the couch in front of the window, facing the outside world. The apartment is littered with scented candles, illuminating the apartment as Klaus walks out of the kitchen with two mugs of hot chocolate, 
"I present to you, the ultimate cuddle heaven."
"I..."
"No I, you or me or but. Take off your shoes and get on the couch, take a chill pill babe, everyone deserves down time, but no one deserves to be alone- except for dad, definitely dad does deserve to be alone"
Therefore, Y/N found themselves snuggling next to their boyfriend, holding onto a mug of hot chocolate. Inhaling his scent, Y/N kissed the skin of his neck, thanking him for becoming the source of her warmth and comfort to which he replied with a ;
"See, I told you my companionship is better money."
He was right, Y/N would trade everything for the world, only to be able to snuggle up with this immortal being.
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A/N: The problem with writing and posting stuff at night is that YOU FORGET TO ADD STUFF- i forgot to add the taglist.
Taglist: @imaginesfire , @placidpluto , @achingwoundforaheart , @esmaada , @samyourneighbor , @xuenihao , @whoreofscience , @navs-bhat , @yuuki4646 , @simpformoonkight , @crowleysqueenofhell , @anapotatowriter thank you, you lovely people for choosing to be part of my taglist ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚)
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stitched-mouth · 2 years
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Delores is Italian???!??
Also what was she and Five saying to each other?!? I need to know!!
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darlingchronicles · 11 months
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more ao3 because it’s like free therapy. 
Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Five Hargreeves/Delores, The Hargreeves Siblings Characters: Delores, Number Five | The Boy (Umbrella Academy), Klaus Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Vanya Hargreeves | Viktor Hargreeves, Number Six | Ben Hargreeves Additional Tags: nobetawedielikelila'sparents, OCs, original plot line, Fluff, Angst, Teenager stuff, Slightly Aged up, Teenage Drama, Teenage bliss
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Delores was a real person...one that Five and the other Umbrella kids had known as kids, but Five knew her more personally than the others.
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fivesmannequinwife · 2 years
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Five's vision of Dolores (the one we see in his hallucination, the Real Life one, which I assume is how Five saw her most of the time in the Apocalypse) is absolutely based on Grace, both aesthetically and in a more emotional sense, since that is the only grown woman Five knew before getting stuck in the apocalypse, and thus the only reference he has of how a woman/wife is.
Given that Grace was the one that took care of them since childhood, Five associates the idea of this beautiful, blonde, immaculate woman with the warmth and protection and security that Grace offered. This is also why we are told that it was Dolores the one who tried to take care of Five (like how she didn't like that he drank), because that's what Grace did.
It also makes sense that he saw her as incredibly clean and well-put, given that a) he himself always looks immaculateand is thus understandable that he looks for the same in his partner, b) that's how Grace always looked, and c) cleanliness and "vanity" are two things that Five couldn't afford to have himself for most of his life but possibly wanted, and so he projected this desire onto Dolores.
And before anyone says that this means that a) Five didn't like her in a romantic/sexual way or b) that this is weird... it is weird, but it's even weirder when you remember that it's very common for men to subconsciously look for traits that reminds them of their mothers (the same for women and their dads!). Therefore, Dolores sharing similar traits to Grace doesn't mean Five doesn’t like her in a romantic/sexual way. Quite the contrary tbh lol Don't think too much about it lmao
And BEFORE someone says that this makes Five sexist (due to imagining his perfect wife as perfectly dressed in heels, long blonde hair, and more traditional clothes) or something--- pls, the dude got stuck ALONE in an apocalypse when he was a CHILD, and before that he was mainly maintained in this bubble of crime-fighting and studying. He didn't have much time to understand the complexities of human beings, and the only DEEP and REAL connection he had to grown women was a robot made to the likes of his father and to be the perfect, docile housewife...
He obviously didn't like the docile part, as we know that Dolores was contantly challenging him, but his idea of perfect woman is still heavily influenced by Grace, particularly when it came to anesthetics and care
((Also, media is likely the only place from where he learned about romantic love, which would explain his cheesiness and exaggerated Morticia-Gomez way of behaving with Dolores during the hallucination lol probably also used as a way to be in contact with his most sensitive side!))
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non-plutonian-druid · 9 months
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[ID: Five and real person! Delores drawn as centaurs. Both of them are old; Five is commission era. As such, he's wearing a suit and tie, has a neat mustache, and short hair. His horse body is light grayish white. Delores is wearing a nonsensical evening gown, and her centaur body is a large red draft horse with light feathers. They are hugging each other tightly; Delores has to bend down to reach. End ID.]
old married couple <3
i dont have any canon basis for making Delores a draft horse but it brings me joy and there was no chance I was ever going to do anything else. she deserves to be Tall. Also, am contributing one more old Delores to the world, an even rarer creature than old Five.
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unicornblossom13 · 2 years
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Sylvia: We’ve gotta find a way to cut down on expenses. What can we live without?
Delores: Probably Uncle Klaus and Uncle Luther.
Five: That’s a good start.
Klaus: Well, that makes the things I was gonna cut out irrelevant.
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kaybreezy3000 · 7 months
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Link to my other art posts on Tumblr
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