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captain-valkyrie · 21 hours ago
Date Night
Five Hargreeves x Reader
"Do you--maybe-- want to go on a date with me tonight?" Five asked, looking at the floor and scratching his neck.
You gave him a funny look. "Do you have temporary amnesia or something? We've been dating for 2 years."
He gave an exasperated sigh. "No, I'm asking if you'd maybe want to go on a date tonight. Like the cute shit other couples do, like going to restaurants and stuff."
You smiled sightly. "You mean like a date night?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
15 minutes later, you and Five were in his car, waiting at the red light. He seemed a little nervous, you thought. He was jiggling his leg, jumpier than you had ever seen him. Was it the pressure of being around other people?
Screw what other people did.
"Hey," you spoke softly, touching his knee. "We don't have to do this. We can go home if you want."
He shook his head.
"You're not comfortable with this." You stated.
Five couldn't deny that.
"So turn the car around. Let's change into our pajamas and order takeout and look for a true crime documentary to watch. Just like we do every other night." You encouraged. Five immediately felt himself relax at the mention of a date night at home, with you, alone. Just the both of you.
And so he did just that. He turned the car around and drove the both of you back home. Then you pulled out your phone and ordered Indian food and he picked out a documentary while you were waiting for your food to arrive.
He and you ended up falling asleep on the couch. There was this hazy glow of happiness that made it hard for Five to think about anything else other than how at peace he felt that night, but he did vaguely remember thinking about how this was how it ought to be.
Every single night.
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
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captain-valkyrie · 21 hours ago
It's You I Need Tonight
Five Hargreeves x Reader
It was 1 am, and you were sprawled on your couch watching a documentary. You weren't involved in it very much, because Five was due to come back from a mission soon.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a blue light took your attention away from the TV and to the source of it. Five was standing in your living room, a little beat up, hair messy, and the rare streaks of blood--not his, you hoped--on his face.
He narrowed his eyes at you. "Is that my shirt?"
You smiled slightly. "I must have--ah, misappropriated it. How'd the mission go?"
Five's expression changed to a more solemn one, and you stood up from your position on the couch.
"Not--not bad," He said hesitantly. You put your arms around him.
"It's Vanya. She's-" He sucked in a breath. "Well, she got a little hurt. A lot hurt. "
"Oh." You breathed, your voice small. "You know, it's alright if you want to stay over at the Academy tonight?" You asked. Vanya was Five's favorite sibling. She meant tons to him. You knew that.
He shook his head, almost too fast. "No." He said, voice shaking ever so slightly. "It's--It's you I need tonight."
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
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lvlofpanic · 22 hours ago
Devotion Season One Trailer 2 | F.H
Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader (Series)
Summary: In which the Hargreeves siblings come together to stop the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Umbrella Academy. All rights go to the creators of the show, the comics and everyone in between. Gifs used in these chapters are NOT mine and are/were found on Pinterest.
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Nudity, Violence, Gore, Alcohol, Drugs, Smoking, Intense Scenes, and Abuse (if I missed any let me know)
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“ 𝙎𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪? “
“ 𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦. “
“ 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝. “
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" 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮. "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙤... 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚. "
" 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦! "
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" 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳. "
" 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. "
" 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳! "
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" 𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬. "
" 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵. "
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captain-valkyrie · a day ago
Bonnie and Clyde - [1/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman.
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
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Number 4, Tolland Drive was a very bleary place.
Detective Howe strolled the driveway before nonchalantly stepping into the house. He took a look of the lawn. It should have been muddy, having rained early this morning, but Mr. Benson's lawn was impeccable.
The door was slightly ajar; the living room in total disarray. Timothy whimpered behind him. "Quiet, lad." Howe growled, looking surreptitiously over his shoulder before taking another step into the kitchen, where Mr. Benson was lying.
Timothy whimpered something incoherent in response.
Howe walked briskly to the grim, motionless figure and crouched down near his head.
"Hmm.. yes, a gun shot to the head indeed. Timothy!" he called, and the boy jumped. "Read the reports of the Allenhurst and the Evan Street cases."
"S-Stab wound by a serrated blade and a butter knife to the brachial artery, respectively, sir."
Howe hummed. "There's no doubt that the perpetrator is the same."
"But the weapons are all different, sir?"
"Y/N, I'm home." Five sighed, shutting the door to your shared apartment, and slumping against the door. You got up from your desk chair and stepped out of your room. Your boyfriend was there, alright, looking exhausted as ever. "Rough day, honey?" You soothed, placing a hand on his cheek. "You've got no idea," Five said, looking up at you.
You smiled. The butcher shop where he worked was really very disconcerting; he had told you all about the annoying customers and the smell of raw meat and blood. It was terrible enough to tire out a grown man.
"Want me to put some coffee on? And then I'll show you the scene I wrote today," you said, running your hands across his shoulders in an attempt to relax him.
"That's great! You can" Five yawned, then groaned. "after I go take a shower."
You shook your head affectionately as you watched him topple into the bathroom.
Much love xxx how's the story so far lol?
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
Ask me if you wanna be tagged!!
Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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lvlofpanic · a day ago
Devotion Season One Trailer | F.H
Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader (Series)
Summary: In which the Hargreeves siblings come together to stop the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Umbrella Academy. All rights go to the creators of the show, the comics and everyone in between. Gifs used in these chapters are NOT mine and are/were found on Pinterest.
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Nudity, Violence, Gore, Alcohol, Drugs, Smoking, Intense Scenes, and Abuse (if I missed any let me know)
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" 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭! "
" 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙥 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮. "
" 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯. "
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" 𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯. "
" 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣? "
" 𝘈𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵. "
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" 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨? "
" 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥. "
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" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴. "
" 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚. "
" 𝘖𝘩? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? "
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" 𝙊𝙝 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚. "
" 𝘕𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬. "
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" 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. "
" 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦? "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙚. "
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" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘮𝘮? "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪? "
" 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. "
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" 𝘖𝘩! 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯! 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦... 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘯! "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚. "
" 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦. "
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" 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦. "
" 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚? "
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" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙪𝙨? 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩. "
" 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬. "
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captain-valkyrie · a day ago
can i request hc for five dating a short and very sweet and shy reader? like their polar opposites and he teases her for her height? can you include him being jealous and protective? ty! <3
Five Hargreeves Dating a Short Reader ft. Jealousy, Protectiveness, and everything else that's cute.
Okay, i loved this idea anon <3 . soft!five is the best five.
-he'd be so goddamn overprotective of you, that's for sure.
-"have you ate? have you been sleeping?"
-"Five, i'm not a six year old"
-"yeah, but you could be easily mistaken for one."
-"you did not say that."
-"okay, okay, i'm sorry!"
-but he'd also worry about you, because you're so sweet that sometimes, people just tend to walk all over you.
-"hey y/n, could you finish this up for me?" Melissa, your co-worker asked one evening, just as you were getting ready to leave.
-"oh--um, i was just about to call it a day, but it's --it's fine, i'll--"
-Five cuts in: "she can't. she's got a life, just like you. so finish your own damn work."
-he'd pull you away with an arm around your shoulder.
- and you were so glad he stood up for you like that.
-when his siblings finally met you, there were all like :0
-"are you sure you're dating the right guy, miss? the boy currently holding your hand and staring daggers at me is my emotionally stinted brother." Klaus had said, grinning.
-you giggled.
-Allison and Vanya loved you, of course.
-Klaus thinks you're the greatest person in the word because you made Five--Five, of all people-- so much more happier. Klaus said that Ben thinks pretty highly of you too.
-Luther and Diego- well, they were happy that their brother was with a nice girl.
-although, Five can also get really really jealous at times.
-like, really.
-*national geographic narrator voice* observe.
-"oh come on, y/n, you never want to have any fun!"
-"Jake, your idea of fun is getting drunk on a weeknight. so thank you, but i've already made plans with my boyfriend for tonight."
-"ever since you got a boyfriend you've been spending less time with your best friend," Jake grumbled playfully, referring to himself.
-"well, y/n, are we ready to go?" Five interrupted loudly, appearing into thin air and giving Jake an animosity-filled smile.
-Five didn't miss the way your face brightened up the minute you saw him.
-after you were home, you asked him:
-"Sweetie, are you jealous?"
-and he'd be all huffy at the beginning but ultimately, he can't resist you.
-and so he'd wrap his arms around you
-"you know i love you, right y/n?"
-"i love you too, five."
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captain-valkyrie · 2 days ago
If I were to write a serial killer!five x author!reader --based on this post-- what would you want it to be?
A) Cute headcanons of their domestic life
B) A multi-chapter fic with a solid plot
I'd do either one of these, I just need to know which has the greater audience.
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captain-valkyrie · 2 days ago
Sing Me to Sleep
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A soulmate au where the song that describes your relationship with your soulmate is tattooed on your wrist.
The words tattooed on your right wrist both haunted you and excited you since you were a girl.
When all of your friends were chattering enthusiastically about the little neat lettering on their arms, they had told you about it. None of them had heard their songs before, neither yours. When you went home and searched up the lyrics, you had been too young to understand what it meant.
And then when you were thirteen, it hit you like a shot to the heart.
So we could call it even You could call me babe for the weekend 'Tis the damn season, write this down I'm stayin' at my parents' house And the road not taken looks real good now And it always leads to you in my hometown
By now, you knew every single take about that song on the internet. A girl comes home to her high school sweetheart and has a weekend of fun with him before she leaves again to the city. It was always the same thing over and over again.
It was almost like an obsession. Just one interpretation on the whole damned internet, you hoped, would tell you that the girl and guy would end up together. But it was never a happy ending. At least maybe your soulmate's song was a little less cathartic.
That didn't mean that a relationship of this kind didn't excite you, though. Two soulmates that never ended up together because of things beyond them still pining for each other-- there was something tragically beautiful about it.
The one thing you always deemed good about your song was that at least you would meet your soulmate in high school. So on your first day of your freshman year, you were the happiest girl alive. When you didn't meet anyone particularly eye-catching the first day, you kept telling yourself it was bound to happen sooner or later.
It never did.
Somehow, the sole belief of it got you through high school, and then you were off to college. By now, you had given up on finding your soulmate. Determined to enjoy college with your friends like every college girl should do, you pushed the thoughts of some beautiful stranger to the back of your mind.
And even though you forcefully kept your thoughts on the present, the romantic side of you hoped you would meet him soon.
Just like you expected, you didn't.
By now, no one wanted to date; everyone wanted to find their soulmates. Half your friends had found theirs.
And that's when you met Five Hargreeves.
He had given up on finding his soulmate too, and just wanted a relationship without all the heaviness of a soulmate's permanence.
"I don't think I'd want to find my soulmate, even if I hadn't given up on it." He had said carelessly one night. One of the only nights, you should say.
Because you met Five on a three day trip with your friends, who accepted you spending your time with a guy you just met. When you had casually mentioned this to him, he had seemed surprised.
You were sitting with your legs draped across his when it happened. "Wait. What?" He frowned. "You're leaving?" You laughed and took a sip of coffee. "I can't stay on vacation forever, can I? Although I'd like to."
Five had turned away, looking to be deep in thought. You brushed it off.
And then you had left.
Right when Five was about to fall.
He never thought he would ever have a soulmate. But that didn't mean he had never fantasized himself in love.
And he was in love.
Everyone he knew said loving someone took time, took work. But with you, it had been painless. It was fast, and undetectable. It was flawless.
Or maybe he had just been deprived of affection so long that he thought he was in love with any girl that gave him a second glance. He doubted that take very much. You had actually cared. You wanted to stay. You had even spent more time with him than you did with your friends. Something about that fact made him feel good. Feel warm. Feel wanted.
Five had never felt wanted before. Not like this. But you didn't want him anymore. You only wanted him for a weekend.
He rolled his sleeve up and looked at the writing on his wrist.
But it's never too late To come back to my side The stars in your eyes Shined brighter in Tupelo And if you're ever tired of being known For who you know You know, you'll always know me
Her song was, what, she had said? Tis the Damn Season?
Five played it.
And as he listened, his heart beat grew immeasurably faster.
You could call me babe for the weekend.
-"Babe, do you have any aspirin?" you had groaned. "Top shelf, Y/N," Five had replied.-
His song fit in hers like a rhyme.
Was that when Five realized that she was his soulmate?
-"I just told you I came from a family of adopted superhero siblings and you're okay with it?" he asked incredulously. "Hey, we've all got our stories," she shrugged, turning the pages of a magazine while draped across his armchair.-
Maybe not. Maybe it was earlier. Or maybe it was when he finally decided to call her and his mouth had went so dry he couldn't speak.
"Y/N?" he choked out. "Five?" you asked, audibly surprised. "Y/N, I-I think I've found my soulmate."
"Oh," you said, trying to sound cheerful. It wasn't that you were hoping Five was your soulmate, of course you weren't, there was absolutely no way, but-
"It's you, Y/N." Five said, breathless.
"I-where are you, Five?" You asked, your heart racing. You weren't leaving for an hour, but that was enough. You'd see him. And you'd tell him that he was your soulmate too.
"I'll be there in 2 minutes," he said, hanging up the call.
Exactly 3 minutes later, you saw him. He dashed up to you and pulled you into his arms.
"I have to leave, Five." You whispered, breaking the sweet silence. "I know." He said. "But I'll come visit you. I can't teleport for nothing." Five gave you a smile.
You laughed. "You better."
Five chuckled. "But it's never too late to come back to my side, you know."
Smiling, you answered: "I'm not going to lie, the road not taken does look real good now."
Was this reckless? Was calling someone you just met your soulmate a little too forward? Was spending your time on a two-day fling worth it?
For the first time, you didn't really care.
Soulmate songs worked in very different ways. Sometimes, what looked to be the end was nothing more than a beginning of something else. And the best part was, your ending was a happy one.
this is soooo bad lmao sorry
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boyss
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lvlofpanic · 3 days ago
Serene 2 | F.H
Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader
Summary: Five’s wife has a room in their apartment for her own safe keeping. But Diego’s daughter accidentally reveals her biggest secret.
“ Life just keeps getting worse, I suppose. I can't even date these because the days pass, and I don’t know what day it is. I think we’re only a month in. I’ve started to speak to Five more. He was flabbergasted when he heard my voice for the first time, but the smile on his face was hard to miss.
I feel bad for him. I watched him grieve for his siblings in silence. He talks the world of them. It’s somewhat cute to see how passionate he gets when he speaks of Vanya and Klaus. It seems that they had a special place in his heart.
The green color in his eyes seems to glitter more. Sometimes it’s from the lingering water residing or the passion that just rolls off his tongue in such a satisfying way. He’s a beautiful being, truly. I feel so happy I got stuck with him despite how different we are.
My voice was hoarse after not talking for a month. I was surprised it even worked, to be honest. I could feel every word I wanted to say on the tip of my tongue. There was so much I wanted to say– so much I needed to say, but I just couldn’t.
It was like my head was overflowing with overwhelming emotion. Five is delicate and ill-tempered. I don’t want to anger him. He seems so fired up nowadays. The last thing I want is to add fuel. Especially now. “
“ I like to think it’s about six months in. I could be entirely off. It’s about autumn now. What’s left of the leaves of the trees are changing color. It’s magnificent. Five smiles more. Perhaps it’s because I speak now. Regardless, he’s not as fired up anymore. He’s calm and patient.
He understands that I dislike conflict. I caught him looking through a broken-down library the other day. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but he seemed so calm and content. He was just sitting on the floor, crisscross, breathing. That’s it. He just lived for a long while.
Maybe he was treasuring the fact he could still breathe. Possibly he was calming himself down before reaching our tiny settlement. He never looks that content unless he’s asleep, but I don’t ever get to see him sleep. He refuses to let himself relax unless I’m sleeping myself.
Five’s strategic, but he does this as a sense of protection. He doesn’t ease up until he knows I’m safe and calm. It’s a way of affection that he gives without saying the words ‘I care about you’. It’s always little things with Five. I wouldn’t say he likes me or has a crush on me. But I’d say he’s very patient with me.
Right now, life isn’t as bad. “
“ A whole year has gone by. That much I know because it’s winter again. Five and I are now fourteen. Nothing has changed between us. We’re still cordial with each other. He’s talked so much about his past, about his training, siblings, and family.
I think it comforts him to talk about himself or what remains of himself. He speaks of his goals and aspirations, which I nod along to. He tells me I’m a good listener, but I’ve only grown up to be a listener. He doesn’t know that, of course. I listen, I observe, and I report. That’s what my life was like. Talking wasn’t in the picture. “
“ I don’t know how much time has passed. I’ve lost count of the number of seasons, but I feel about twenty. Five shows more interest in me. More curiosity than before. He’s sweet. The other day he found a book that he gifted to me.
I found an envelope to put these parchments inside when we time travel back. I’d like to keep these for him and me. Maybe give them to him eventually. I finally told him of my past: the abuse, the quietness, loneliness, and hurt. Five understood more than anyone. He’s been through it.
Despite knowing my past, he still wants to be here. I talk more to him. He let me know how grateful he was for it. He said he loves my voice and the way my words roll of my tongue. Sometimes at night, he just asks me to speak. Nothing in particular, just chatting.
He especially likes when I read to him. His sister Vanya wrote an autobiography, and he let me read it to him. I’ve never seen him so vulnerable before. He cried in my arms for hours when I read. He crumbled everything down and let me in. It was the best feeling I could ever have. “
“ This may sound cliché, but I think Five likes me or has a crush on me. His cheeks get a tinge of pink now despite the springtime. I feel something for him, but I can’t decide what it is just yet, but it’s something. He’s a sweetheart.
I began writing my first draft of a novel. I don’t think I’m going to tell him about it. I prefer to keep this private, primarily since it’s based on my life. I want Five to be a part of my life. The other day I was exploring. I found people, and it hurt. I saw a little kid. I don’t know their name, but she was adorable. Maybe around the age of four.
For the first time in a while, I allowed myself to cry. I was alone. This little girl was so pure, so innocent. She didn’t deserve this. Five got hurt yesterday. It took all my strength to heal him. I haven’t used my healing powers in years, I believe.
It doesn’t really affect me much. It just drains me. Five wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t tell him that I had them or how I ended up in the apocalypse. It was a scary injury. He got slashed across the stomach with a metal object.
I collapsed on him. “
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