reiterating concepts here but just sighing quietly about all the potential for disappointment re: [riawin subplot] b/c this is billions and at any given point we Can anticipate general antagonism from it....like, guess we could be hit with “yeah that was just a 3 ep leadup to ‘never gonna happen. obvi’” or idk, they could spin things like “despite the ‘repeatedly choosing to converse’ and ‘effectively complimenting each other in various ways’ and ‘rian jumping in to defend winston twice in 5x05′ and such, actually they mostly feel antagonistic towards each other even if they’re also kissing and stuff and aren’t going to Really get along here,” or things could go relatively okay but get completely taken out by some other plotline wreaking collateral damage, or things could go relatively okay but then it’s easy enough to write a relationship going south for w/e reason, would be nice if they could be actual friends whatever else, but then that wouldn’t be guaranteed in that scenario or any others, or a relationship can become like, a joke at their expense or w/e despite so far so [despite the humor often involved it Isn’t by making either of them into a joke & is handled fairly seriously despite the tone not being peak dramatic], or some entirely new way it could go completely off the rails b/c that’s how Billions operates & new factors can be dropped in ahead of time that you couldn’t possibly have predicted
sure have had time to make a bunch of Content vs if s5 had been completed last year with only 1 week between episodes, sure a chance to marinate in getting somewhat more invested than if the whole thing started & ended in like a month lol, but isn’t that always the way, indulging in transformative content but billions canon comes along and suckerpunches you........but also sometimes bestows us with gifts, so, also the whole time & also now there still has to be hope like, iunno, riawin could unfold and actually go relatively okay per this series, that’s sure been true so far And its development is pretty unusual, so anything’s possible here.....even if i Was like “oh i’m so totally prepared for disappointment” lmao i would still Be disappointed / experience other negative emotions i’m sure lol. it’s possible, both fortunately & unfortunately. the truest Billions Way is that the same aspect of it can be simultaneously a pro & a con. in the meantime, now being able to be sure of a september return & all its uncertainty re: this laser targeted “here’s something for a wynnstan to get invested in” matter, all the more motivation to be like, well, i can sure create another fic & drawing or two. in addition to everything i had a chance to make so far since 5x05 through 5x07 lol
Heres some more five angst idk
He forgets they're there. Like he literally checks up on them at night, checking pulses and watching them breathe because he's so scared of losing them again.
They hear him calling their name, only to find out hes talking to them already, like he does with delores hes talking to nothing
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for His Partner
This is going to be a series. Each one is about a hundred words.
Five looked down at you curled up at his side as the end credits of the movie rolled. It was a rainy Saturday evening, which meant movie night for the both of you.
You were sound asleep, so Five was extra careful to not move. Eventually, he just gave up and stood, slowly laying you across the sofa. Returning to the room with a blanket, he placed it over your sleeping form.
It felt wrong to sleep in the bed while you were on the couch, so he brought a few pillows and a blanket and spread it out on the floor.
It was fine. He wouldn't have been able to sleep in the bed without you anyway.
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Wait with all this baseball talk I need to ask a question: have you ever heard of Banana Ball? I just learned of this yesterday and it sounds like a HOOT.
The rules are wacky AF like if a fan catches a foul ball it’s an out. The game is only 5 innings or 2 hours, whichever happens first. Each inning is played for points and then whichever team wins the inning gets a game point. The founding team is called the Savannah Bananas and they play in kilts sometimes for no apparent reason.
In conclusion, I want to go to a banana game.
I have not heard of that but it sounds like something that would be hilarious to watch. Kilts?!? On a baseball field?! 😆
I feel like it’s definitely one of those “the rules change depending on who is playing” types of things, too. Now I’m gonna have to look this up
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Hii, how are you? Can you pls do a five imagine where he enters the place where the enemy from the umbrella academy lives (the place might be like commission) and he tries to find the enemy's child to take revenge through her or him (kidnapping or something like that, like he always does). and when he enters one of the rooms of the place and finds the y/n, he realizes that the enemy's daughter is just an innocent in the middle of it all, it's not as bad as he thought, then he's a bit awkward to instruct her as a "hostage" lol would be a funny scene, even. you can make a sweeter y/n for this one? I think this personality would make the imagine even funnier and it would make things difficult for five lol
Five and the reader are both 17 here.
"Hey assholes, I'm in." Five gritted through a comm to his siblings. They were all arguing and didn't pay attention to him finally getting into the drug lord's house.
It was absurdly big. He almost rolled his eyes at the extravagance, before reminding himself that he lived in a place quite similar to this one. But that was his father's doing. Not his.
He trudged up the stairs, consulting the map he had drawn the last time he had been here. The Hargreeves siblings were hoping to end the biggest drug dealer in the city's illegal business.
It was Diego who suggested that they take the drug lord's daughter, Y/N, hostage. The man might be a great many things, but he loved his daughter. Five couldn't help but wonder how it was to have a dad that actually cared.
The second floor of Mr. Thompson's house was where his daughter's room was. Quietly opening the door, he stepped inside.
Five was surprised by what he saw. A girl--no more than his own age--was sprawled across the bed, reading a book. She seemed far too calm, and looked way too innocent for her father to be this dangerous of a man.
She was so absorbed in her book that she hadn't heard him coming, until he stepped into her line of vision and waved awkwardly. He cringed at himself immediately. Who says hello to their hostages?
She nonchalantly waved back and went back to her reading. "My father's not here, if you're going to ask."
Five cleared his throat. This girl was how he wished more than half his hostages were: cool, calm, and collected, despite the imminent danger. But that was concerning, really. Where were the tantrums? The crying? The screaming?"
"No, I came to see you, actually. I mean--to take you with me. As my captive," He said, putting on a tough facade.
Y/N rolled her eyes and stood up, somewhat reluctantly. "Alright, alright. I always tell Daddy that this sort of thing happens whenever he leaves, but he never seems to listen. But since you look a little scrawnier than any of my other kidnappers, I suppose I could beat you in a fistfight if I needed to." She said, looking him up and down, just a tad judgingly.
"You've been kidnapped before? That seems like a fun story to tell at parties." He said, walking her out of her room like she was a friend and not his leverage. His every instinct was in fire, telling him to be on his guard. But there was just something about this sweet girl that made his whole mind shut down.
"This is the--" She counted on her fingers--"sixth time, actually. Last two times I escaped before my father even got there. I really did want to indulge the poor thugs who kidnapped me for a while, but they were being so insufferable." Y/N gave him a playful smile.
"Wow. As the daughter of a drug dealer, you've seen some crazy stuff, huh?" Five intoned. Thank god he hadn't underestimated her by how sweet she looked, because he might have been in some trouble.
Y/N made a face. "My dad's business is not something I get myself involved with. He does his own thing, and I do mine, you know?"
Five coughed. "I don't, actually. My dad was never really what you'd call the most loving man in the world."
She looked down. "I'm sorry."
Five shrugged it off. "It's fine. None of us really cared about him anyway."
"Us? You've got siblings?" She asked, pretty E/C eyes wide. "All my life, it's always been just me. Tell me about them!"
She looked so happy that Five decided to indulge her for a while.
About an hour later, she was still curled up across his lap and laughing at Klaus' antics. And he was still staring at the gorgeous smile on her face.
"Aren't I supposed to be your hostage?" She asked playfully. Five grinned back. "I like to make sure my hostages don't get bored. So I tell them crazy stories. Perks of the job, you know."
She smiled softly, and sat up. "All your hostages? Or just me?" She whispered, and Five swore the room became 10 times smaller.
He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Just you," Five whispered back.
Hope you liked it anon, love you! This was so fun to write!
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duolingo’s teaching technique
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Do you prefer the Doom vs Steve sword fight duel be what kind of scenario? 1)“Doom has kidnapped Tony to woo him àla Sue Storm/Princess Peach style and Steve has come to Doom Castle rescue him”, or 2) “Doom and Steve ruin someone else’s wedding while getting into a pissing match about who gets to dance with Tony and it escalates”, or 3) “rom-com style: while Doom was trying to be good he joins the team and he and Tony get close and Steve is the girl next story stewing in her jealousy until it a team bonding exercise gets out of hand at a history museum” (the team bonding exercise was an escape room)
Again please remember it always ends in a sword duel
All three scenarios are godtier (Steve and Doom fighting in an escape room while Tony solves the whole thing is a hilarious picture) but my favourite has to be Option 2. Victor and Steve are two of the most dramatic people in Marvel and tbh, ruining a wedding sound like something that would happen 'cause they're petty like that lmao. They'd just fighting over who should sit next to Tony, the drinks they should give Tony, try to grab the bouquet of whoever's tossing it.
Also the dance floor clearing up so they could sword fight is just so hilarious to me. Everyone would be either face-palming, betting on who'll win or rolling their eyes. Tony's just confused by the whole thing 'cause 'WTF is going on here? Why are they having a sword fight right now? Weren't they cool with each other at the Hellfire Gala, what??????????'
The whole fight ends in a draw and Steve and Doom getting kicked out because the married couple are just.......not having it.
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Clone Wars/Bad Batch preference “How they react to you confessing your feelings for them while you’re tending to them”
(Wooo more of the Clones! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/credit to the original owners.)
Rex-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d freeze for a good while, eyes closed shut and his heart racing, wondering if he was allowed to let himself accept your love for him, knowing deep down he already loves you. As you’d fall asleep by his side, he can’t help but feel thankful to know you that love him and wouldn’t want this moment to end, reaching to touch your hand and comfort you ending up waking you and for him to finally be confronted with you and panic instantly, telling you that he loves you as well.
Cody-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d instantly open his eyes and would tease you telling you he already knew since you’re so obvious, surprising you and getting you all flustered from how he’d look at you. He’d just have to prove his point, reminding you of the few moments that made him figure it out and relishing in you trying so desperately to even deny it before surprising you as he leans in and asks for a kiss to stop teasing you.
Wolffe-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d scoff and would tell you bluntly he already knew, freezing you in your spot and quieting you, only for him to press you on as he absolutely wants to hear more. He wouldn’t let you slip away, his hand finding yours and reminding you of the words you had said, only to lean in closer and whisper in your ear about how he feels about you, hoping it’ll comfort and coax you enough to speak again.
Gregor-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d find it so sweet of you and would surprise you by taking your hand to kiss it, reassuring you he feels the same for you and how happy he is to have you. He’d be a bit curious and would just have to press you on about how it all came to be for you, gladly admitting his own instances when he fell for you, his hand always in yours and relishing in being so close to you before ending up asking you if he can kiss you to make it official.
Fives-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d definitely play into being in pain and would suddenly start begging you to tell him more as he needs to know before his condition worsens, clearly messing with you. He’d be so happy to hear you admit to your more embarrassing thoughts about him or moments where you fell for him even deeper, clinging to you to have you so close, ending up smiling and for you to catch onto him yet he can’t help but instantly assure you he’s so relieved that you feel the same as he does, kissing you to seal the deal.
Jesse-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d surprise you by putting his hand over yours all of a sudden, smirking right at you as he’d be so smug about it, asking you to tell him when it all started and reminding you he has all day to listen to you. With no choice, you’d tell him and he’d be quite attentive, chiming in when he recalls how you acted around him or would look at him and such, laughing at your embarrassed self and more importantly not letting go of your hand for a second as he wants to assure you.
Kix-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d be so smug and would instantly open his eyes to look at you, asking you playfully if it’s because of his good looks that you’ve fallen for him so much. As you’d get embarrassed and would admit that sort of helped as well, he’d be so proud and would end up easing the tension as he jokes about it before thanking you and letting you in on his own thoughts and feelings about you, loving to make your heart race with his choice of words and even more so when he leans in for a kiss.
Hardcase-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d just have to finally open an eye of his and would ask you if you mean it, unable to stop grinning at you and surprising you as you thought he was in his slumber still. He’d sit right up and would make space for you to climb onto the bed with him, insisting on it and would beg for you to say it again, flustering you as he admits to loving the sound of your voice and countless of other things he loves about you just as much.
Dogma-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d be utterly flustered and would try to remain calm and act as if he’s still asleep, swallowing hard as he tries to process that you actually love him as he does you. As you’d fall asleep by his side, he’d cherish the moment to be able to be so close to you and would reach to stroke your hair to comfort you, whispering to you about how he feels back once at ease, only for you to surprise him as you’d wake up and tell him once more that you love him.
Tup-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d feel so comforted and loved he can’t help but reach to hold your hand, opening his eyes to look at you before thanking you and wanting to assure you he feels the same for you. As you’d seem so relieved to feel his grip, he’d open up to you even more, expressing to you how he himself was falling for you even before he knew it and would make you laugh as he mentions how much he’s been teased by his brother for his obvious crush on you.
Echo-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d get a bit flustered and would awake instantly, asking you if you’re certain about what you’re saying, nervous at the thought of you possibly messing with him. As you’d assure him, he’d be rather intent on listening to you, realizing how moments spent together meant to you as much as it did him, carefully then reaching to hold your hand and comfort you before teasing you as he would usually, thanking you for great taste in men.
Hunter-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d be quite taken by surprise, looking at you wide eyed before scrambling to try and assure you he didn’t hear anything and so on, hoping you wouldn’t leave him yet. Eventually he wouldn’t be able to keep the act up and would admit that he heard everything before growing silent as you’d be quiet as well, only to finally clear his throat and admit to you that you’ve been on his mind a lot and that he loves your company, carefully telling you in his own way that he’s in love with you as well.
Tech-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d sigh in relief and would surprise you as he tells you he’s been waiting for you to finally admit it, bluntly pointing out how obvious you always are and how he was hoping you’d stop bottling it all up. As you’d be speechless, he’d look at you rather curiously, pointing out all the signs in your body and the sound of your voice that clearly hinted your feelings for him before he’d go out of his way to reassure you, admitting that he recognized those signs in himself hence as to why he knows about them.
Wrecker-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d mess with you out of excitement, asking you with his eyes still closed as to how long and how much you love him, giggling when you’d answer tearfully while believing your mind is playing tricks on you. As you’d catch on, he’d laugh loudly and would stroke your hair to comfort you before wiping your tears away, assuring you that you don’t need to cry anymore since he loves you a lot too and would excitedly pull you into a tight hug and kiss to seal the deal.
Crosshair-Hearing you confess about your feelings for him while he’s recovering, he’d groan and would tell you that you didn’t have to lie to him to cheer him up, flustered but trying desperately to deny it and refusing to believe you’d actually love him. As you’d grow frustrated with him and would try to convince him, he’d act adamant about not believing you just to get you confess more and more, only to end up telling you that unless you kiss him now he’ll never accept it as the truth and being quite surprised when you would.
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the sweetest freaking angel 🤤♥️
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jiro you take care of shoji's poncho >:(
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“The kid would like coffee… black” - Five Hargreeves from The umbrella academy
Found it in Goodwill :3
Didn’t get it :(
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for His Partner
This is going to be a series. Each one is about a hundred words.
"Kill me now." You groaned, flopping down onto the sofa. You had just come home after a long day, and Five was sprawled across the floor as always: Reading a book with soft rock playing in the background.
"The offer is tempting, but it'd be too much paperwork," He sighed, shutting the book and sitting up. "Want to tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing, unless you count shitty co-workers and absurdly long hours." You replied, taking a sip of your water.
Five stared at you for a moment. And then he sighed, somewhat lightheartedly. "Go take a shower. I'll put some coffee on." He ordered, giving you one of his 'do-as-Five-says' looks.
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Miss Them 🙂🤤💛🧡❤️💙♥️💜💚
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Mission Socializing (Warning : thought of suicide! You have been warned.)
It is New Year's Eve and the slashers want to thank you for having organized a Christmas party for them. They call it : Mission Socializing. You decide to go and are welcomed by a very colorfully decorated room with a few people inside, the whole department in fact..You immediately spot Amita among the guests that waves at you to come join her.
" Hi ! Thought you would still be in bed..You know, like a complete lonely weirdo.."
She jokes and you punch her arm playfully before taking the glass of champagne that she gives you.
" Oh, shush you ! Not everyone has the time to party all the time..Besides, I am here, aren't I ?"
She nods appreciatively.
" That you are.."
Suddenly her eyes catch a little woman that is trying to make her way through the crowd.
" Talking about lonely weirdo..Looks like one of your kind is heading this way. I think this is my queue to leave.."
You don't have the time to stop her that the woman raises her fist, as if in a sort of salute.
" Hi ! Boss lady ! Or is it Mrs Boss ?! Lady Boss ?! I salute you !"
She greets you and you can't help but smile before replying.
" And I salute you too, Mrs Cortez.."
You had read everyone's file, especially of those who had spent the most time with slashers without having a problem. Mrs Cortez is one of them. She has been a nurse here for 3 years, and none of the slashers have ever tried to physically or mentally harm her. However, when you had asked the slashers about it, they had simply replied with a small smile or a look of horror..So, everything could be possible. But, you had not envisioned the woman to be one of small stature and wearing an Hello Kitty t-shirt and vibrant pink boots..You then notice that she still has her fist raised and decide to bump it. She finally lets out a relieved sigh before letting her arm go down.
" Thank god ! You're nice ! I was so nervous about meeting you, wondering if you were strict like the old one, but I can already tell that you're totes cool !"
You awkwardly smile at her before nodding in acknowledgement.
" Hum..Thank you ?"
She smiles widely before suddenly taking you in her arms and tightening her hold until you can't feel your waist anymore.
" You and I are gonna be friends, I can tell !"
You smile through the pain before nodding again and giving her a small pat on the head as a response to the very straightforward gesture.
" I'm sure, miss C.."
" Eva ! You can call me Eva !"
She cuts you off and looks up at you with stars in her eyes. In some way, she is curiously endearing. You find yourself thinking and are about to ask her to..well..let you go when someone else comes to your rescue.
" Miss Cortez, I would advise you not to crush our new boss with your overbearing affective bear hugs. We need her to last a bit longer than the other one, right ?"
Eva quickly steps away to turn towards the blond man that had just spoken and raises her arms to hug him as well.
" Dr Wilson !"
She announces him while literally jumping on him, but the doctor succeeds in dodging her. She lands on a nearby couch and the doctor applies pressure on a very precise spot in her neck that makes her sleep instantly. You ark an eyebrow at Dr Wilson that gives you a small knowing smirk.
" Force of habit..Don't worry. You'll get used to it as well."
He then gives you his hand to shake.
" I am Dr Victor Wilson. It is a pleasure to meet you. I'm the coroner of St Louis."
You give him a small smile before shaking his hand.
" Y/N L/N. Pleasure to meet you as well."
You then give a circular look around the room. There are at least 30 people staring at you, and you couldn't bare having all of them trying to shake your hand..The doctor seems to notice and chuckles at your little fanclub before lifting his hand for you to take.
" Let me guess..Not a fan of parties, huh ? Well, I am a gentleman, and gentlemen usually save damsels in distress..So, I saw that Five has generously offered a few of his very expensive bottles for the occasion..Mind having a drink with me ?"
You give another glance around to see Amita already talking to one of the male nurses. You sigh before giving the man a smile of agreement and taking his hand.
" Lead the way."
A couple of hours later :
" I'm totally wasted.."
Dr Wilson confesses while staring at his third drink, or is it his fourth ? He can't remember..But, you're not that good either. You look at the spinning room and can't control the fit of laughter that threatens to spill out of your mouth when you also admit.
" Me too.."
You don't even know why you're laughing, but you both end up doubled in laughter anyway, making all of the other guests turn towards you with widened eyes. But, in all honesty ? You don't care. You intend to enjoy this moment. However, you suddenly hear a few gasps and turn around to see..Jason ?! Jason looks at his shoes sheepishly and glances up a few times before raising his hand to wave shyly.
He mumbles. Nobody answers and even the music stops. You are about to go save him when somebody else takes care of it. Ella wakes up and automatically raises her hands excitedly when she spots Jason.
" Jason ! Remember me ?! We talked at the Halloween party !"
When Jason nods sheepishly, she doesn't waste any time before hugging the shy slasher.
" Do you want to dance ?!"
Jason looks up at you, as if for you to get him out of his current situation, but you only smile, amused, and raise your glass.
" Go on, Jason ! Have fun !"
He looks at Ella that leads him by the arms to dance, they move right and left in rhythm with the music. You can see that Jason is having fun and smile, relieved to see that the sudden silence hadn't been a permanent veil over his good mood.
However, you didn't count on Amita to get out her phone and say.
" I'm gonna upload this sh*t to YouTube !"
You can tell that she's as drunk as you and doesn't know what she's doing. You stand up to stop her, but can't seem to be able to walk straight. You fall head first into someone else that helps you to get up.
" Are you okay, my child ?"
You look up with widened eyes at..a priest ?! He gives you a small sympathetic smile before helping you to stand up. He looks at Amita and takes her phone, ignoring her protests before deleting the picture.
" This is a place of healing, miss Williams. The patients' location must not be revealed at all costs. I would advise you to not do that again."
He says firmly and even Amita is speechless. He then gives you a glass of water and helps you to sit down in a nearby chair.
" W..Who are you ?"
You ask, lost and confused. The priest gives you a small smile before answering you.
" I am father Cornelius. St Louis' priest. I wanted to thank you for having Pennywise help me with the graves this year..My senses tell me they will be useful."
You blush in embarrassment at the fact that you hadn't even thought about asking who Pennywise was working for at the time. It just dawns on you now that there is an actual priest at St Louis and you admit with an apologetic smile.
" Sorry. I wasn't even aware of your existence until tonight."
However, unlike what you had previously thought, the priest doesn't seem offended, he just chuckles in mild amusement.
" I don't blame you. I'm mostly here for the employees, since most of them know that they may perish between those walls..But, I wanted to thank you, miss Y/N. Since you've arrived, I receive less and less people."
You ark an eyebrow at that.
" But, isn't it a bad thing ? For you, I mean ?"
He lets out a small laugh before shaking his head negatively.
" Believe me when I say that I didn't apply for the post to only make last absolutions or bury bodies."
You nod understandingly while looking downwards, staring at the ground when you reply in affirmation.
" I imagine."
You look up to stare at Jason that looks like he's having fun dancing and laughing. But then, a shiver runs through your spine at the idea that Jason is still the Crystal Lake killer. The priest is right. How many people were killed by his hand ? How many would have been if he hadn't been arrested and brought to the hospital ? The answer is self-evident. It pains you, but your hazy mind still manages to conclude: hundreds, thousands..This is why, even though Jason is one of the sweetest of the slashers..You have to remember that he is as dangerous as they are. You don't hear Jason arrive behind you, and when he pats your shoulder, you can't help but turn around and instinctively slap him. The consequence of your action only dawns on you when a heavy silence falls around you and you see Jason's shocked expression, holding his stinging cheek with tearful eyes.
" J..Jason. Wait. I'm sorry."
You stammer apologetically, but it's too late, the damage is done. You approach him to look at his face, but he takes your wrist and almost breaks it in his hold. His breathing is uneven and he glares up at you with such intensity that it stops yours for a moment. Suddenly, some armed guards surround you and before you could explain the situation, Jason releases you and looks away with betrayal in his eyes as he is led outside.
You want to grab him, but he is taken away and you don't dare go after him..Maybe, it is for the best ? A little voice says in your head.
In his cell :
" Let me guess ? She got scared."
Jason doesn't need to look up to recognize the owner of the voice. Freddy.
" I told you, kid..Monsters like us don't get to be happy with angels like her..This is why I need to know, are you in or not ?"
Jason closes his eyes, a few tears running down his cheeks as he finally nods. If you couldn't accept him, then why would he stay ?
" I'm sorry, Jason..But, maybe it is for the best ?"
Jason looks up in shock at Freddy that only smiles sadly at him. For the first time, Freddy used his name in a sentence that didn't involve mockery. Not a nickname or an insult. His name. He should be happy, but he can't help but feel his heart tighten as he realizes that even his worst friend takes pity on him. Jason waits until Freddy is gone before standing up and screaming so loud that he is sure all of the hospital must have heard him. He then punches the wall repeatedly until his hands are bloody. He really thought he could change, that he could become a better person..He looks up at his reflection in the mirror and punches it so hard that he feels the shards piercing his skin. That's why he hates mirrors, because they remind him of the truth..He looks down at his mask, left on his bed since he thought he was finished with it. He takes it and after a moment of hesitation, puts it back on. He then carefully takes a big piece of glass to look at himself in it.
" Ugly Ugly Jason. You're ugly, but mama loves you..Mama loves you..Mama is the only one who ever did..Come on..You know what you have to do. Come home, Jason.."
He clenches his fist around the shard until it draws blood and looks at his wrist. One swift cut. One way to be with his Mama forever..He wants to do it, but then, he sees your face in his mind and finally throws the fragment in rage that bursts against a wall. He then buries his face in his hands and starts sobbing.
" I'm sorry Mama..I don't have the strength.."
He feels cold arms around his shoulders and a voice whispering tenderly in his ear.
" Don't worry, Jason..Mama will wait for you..Always."
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How would the slashers celebrate Christmas?
"Rise and shine, pumpkin pie !"
You are woken up with a bucket of cold water that makes you stand up straight in a second. You're gasping for air and wait for your heart to slow down before looking at the one and only Amita Williams.
" Are you crazy ?! What are you doing here Amita ?!"
She only laughs loudly before dragging you out of bed.
" Well..since I haven't heard any news from you in months, I decided to come and check up on you myself. But, honestly darling, what happened ?! And where is that lowlife bastard that you call a boyfriend ?!"
You groan heavily at the mention of H/N before pouring yourself a cup of coffee.
" Gone..We broke up."
At the news, Amita's eyes brighten up and she nearly squeals in delight.
" Wait..Does that mean you're back in the single club ?! Congrats ! I knew you could do it !"
She exaggerates with wrapping her arms around your neck a little too tight. You sigh before affectionately placing your hand upon her arm and chuckling.
" I can't believe that it's been months already..Sorry. I haven't had any time for myself these days..My work and all."
She faces you with a huge grin that makes you wonder what she's planning now..
" Well, considering that your work seems to be more important than your best friend, I've decided to bring the best friend to work ! Surprise ! I'm gonna work at St Louis as a cook !"
Your eyes widen even more as you struggle to find words to match your emotions. You are happy to see Amita of course, but she could be..let's say "eccentric and loud". You can't be sure how the slashers will react when they meet her.
" I don't know Amita..Some of the slashers tend to be very attached to their regime. One wrong ingredient, and you may become the meal itself. Are you sure of yourself ?"
You inquire worriedly and she only dismisses your concern with a wave of her hand.
" Nonsense ! No one can resist my cooking ! That it'd be the common folk or psychopaths ! I'm sure. Plus, I came just at the right time it seems. Christmas is today after all ! And what better way to get acquainted than a merry Christmas dinner !"
You want to protest, but quickly close your mouth when you find the idea not to be so bad. You finally sigh and nod before getting out of the kitchen to get ready.
" Actually..You're right."
She grins in delight at your admission.
" Oh sugar plum, I'm always right."
She winks at you cheekily while raising her drink.
You frown at the alcoholic beverage and sigh again.
" Whiskey ? At 6 am ? Really ?"
She chuckles before taking a sip.
" You know me darling, there's never a bad time for quality.."
At St Louis :
It is a normal day for the slashers that wake up to the sound of merry Christmas carols and the smell of hot cocoa brewing in nearby houses..It is a normal day for everyone, except Michael.
Michael hears his alarm clock and can't help but smash it under his fist. The dreaded day has arrived..He gets up and grinds his teeths together in frustration at the songs being sang outside. He hates Christmas. He hates it as much as he hates the world for enjoying it so much. He remembers the smile of his wife and the laughter of the children running around the table filled with mouth-watering goods..but he also remembers the screams, the terror, death..He especially remembers death. It's even worse when he sees the other slashers playing carelessly in the snow outside and the Christmas decorations in the living room. He wants to rip it all to shreds, to stamp on the Christmas tree and make everyone see his pain..but he doesn't. Even if he did, they wouldn't understand..He walks to the kitchen to drink his morning coffee when he freezes, seeing an unfamiliar face preparing, what appears to be, chocolate pudding. The stranger doesn't seem to notice him at first, but then speaks with her back turned.
" Are you going to stand up here all morning or are you going to come help me ?"
He's so shocked by the bluntness of the woman that he doesn't even think about disobeying her. He steps up and proceeds in cooking the Christmas turkey. Surprisingly, he seems to have remembered all of his Christmas cooking skills as it doesn't really take him much effort to help in the preparation of the meal. You are playing with the slashers outside and finally get back to the living room. You had asked a few of the employees to decorate with you and Amita. However, there is something new. The table is covered by food that looks so tasty that it even makes the two cannibals present drool.
Even Jason seems speechless as his eyes lighten up to the sight of so many colorful decorations and Penny takes a long snif of the food before scrunching his nose at the lack of fresh meat. However, Amita comes out of the kitchen with a full bowl of beef tartar and both Penny and Pennywise jump on it as soon as it is on the table. The other slashers seem to be a bit more reluctant as they stare at Amita with wariness.
" Guys, this is the new cook: Amita. My best friend and the one who gave me the idea for all this."
Even with your explanation, the slashers don't seem reassured. But, they are quickly distracted by Michael that gets out of the kitchen with a pink apron and matching pink oven mitts to boot. They seem to relax and Freddy even cracks a joke.
" Well..If it isn't housewife Michael herself ?!"
To which Michael responds with his middle finger, not bothering to give any more attention to the little devil.
You then notice the mistletoe hanging above Freddy's head and snicker as you see who is next to him.
" Guess what you are standing under, boys ?"
They both look up and Freddy freezes when he recognizes the plant while Pennywise frowns in incomprehension.
" What are you talking about ?"
You only smile mischievously at Freddy that understands and sighs loudly before winking playfully at you.
" After Penny, you want me to get both brothers ? Kinky..I like it."
Pennywise seems to find the answer in Freddy's eyes and gets up just as Freddy wanted to grab his arm.
" Ahahaha ! Not happening."
He steps outside and Freddy follows with a smirk.
" Come here Pennywise ! It was only a matter of time before you finally understood your undying feelings for me !"
Pennywise shrieks in disgust before taking a handful of snow and using it to get away by smudging it all over Freddy's lips.
" I would rather kiss a dying corpse ! Not that it's that much better from your crispy burned a** !"
You whistle and they finally look up at you with widened eyes.
" Okay, boys ! Let's eat. I won't force you to kiss, I promise."
You can't help but giggle as they race to get back inside. When you're all inside, you see Five already digging in a bowl of peanuts.
You sit next to him and Kevin that smiles rather nicely at you..Strange, but not unwelcomed. You take a big breath before proposing.
" How about we start again, Kevin ? I would love for us to be friends."
However, his smile seems to falter as he answers you negatively.
" I'm sorry..but no. I won't let you make me weak.."
You sigh before putting your hand on his shoulder and look at him straight in his eyes.
" Can't you see ? It doesn't make you weak..It makes you stronger."
He smiles bitterly at your words, almost wishful even.
" I wish I could believe you.."
You smile back before insisting.
" And one day, you will..I promise you."
You stare at each other for a few seconds before returning to the feast. You're happy to see Amita even managing small talk with Freddy and Pennywise. However, Penny notices the presents under the Christmas tree and squeals in excitement.
" Gifts !"
He runs towards them and checks if there is one with his name on it. He finally finds it and grins so widely that you wonder for a moment if his jaw is even attached to the rest of his skull anymore. But, you give him a nod of agreement to open the gift. His eyes shine when he opens the box.
" Popcorn ! I love popcorn !"
All of the other slashers sigh in defeat and those who can talk all say.
" We know."
Soon after, all the slashers open their gifts to find their favorite treat in them. Even Five smiles somehow happily as he sees the content of his gift : dark chocolate and coffee truffles. But, they all seem troubled or embarrassed about something.
" We..We didn't bring you anything.."
Brahms points out what all of them are thinking with his eyes cast downwards in shame. But, your reaction surprises them as you laugh lightly.
" That's what you're worried about ?! This day is about you, all of you. It's not about me. It was a last moment thing. I didn't expect you to give me anything. Your presence is enough."
Freddy seems about to burst and finally snaps.
" Fine ! F*ck it ! I'm tired of us being the only ones having a good time ! That's my gift. Take it or slap me, I still have to do it !"
Freddy takes a branch of mistletoe and raises it above both of your heads before kissing you on the cheek. Your eyes widen, but you don't slap Freddy. You only look up at him and smile affectionately.
" Thank you, Freddy.."
Your genuine thanks makes Freddy blush and hide his face in his fedora as he mumbles.
" You're welcome.."
The slashers, inspired by Freddy's gesture, decide to do the same. Soon, it's Michael's turn and to everyone's shock, he gets his mask off to kiss your cheek. When he stands back, he smiles at you and whispers for only you to hear :
" Merry Christmas.."
Maybe, Christmas isn't so bad after all ? Michael thinks before sitting back down.
Bonus : their reaction to the kiss afterwards :
Michael : *blushes intensely while staring into the beyond..*
Five : *sigh* " Why did I do that again ?"
Jason : *smiles happily to himself with some chocolate pudding on his face*
Brahms : * blush intensifies when he truly realizes what he's done* "K..Kiss ?"
Freddy : "Hell nah ! Come here ! I'm ready for a kiss on the lips this time !" *proceeds to chase after you, hanging a mistletoe over his head*
Pennywise : *blushes slightly and turns his gaze away in embarrassment and stays silent*
Penny : *doesn't even realize, just munches happily on his popcorn*
Joker : *smiles before looking at the bag of peppermint candy in his hands* "Sweet girl.." He murmurs to himself.
Kevin : The Beast : *looks at the bowl of blueberry muffins before sniffing it carefully and taking a tentative bite. He moans in delight before devouring his. You had been careful to make one for each personality and he smiles at the thoughtful gesture.* " Clever girl.." He murmurs in a low baritone voice and chuckles darkly before letting the other personalities enjoy their individual muffin.
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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.
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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."
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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
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 show..me..." 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?
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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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