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jellytoru · 2 years

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Wonderland ( The Umbrella Academy)

(Five Hargreeves x Reader)

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Chapter 4: " Why is it wet? "

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Seven children walked out of their mansion followed by their robot mother and a chimpanzee, some of them held a black umbrella individually as they all stopped in their tracks at the courtyard, they formed a half-circle while Luther walked forwards and stopped at the centre, in his arms holding the urn of their father.

" Did something happen? " Grace asked, earning a worried and confused look from the siblings.

" Dad died, remember? " Allison answered

" Oh, Yes. Of course "

The Séance then offered some of his cigarettes to his little sister who was beside him, Y/n looked at it before grabbing one and placing it on her lips then Klaus happily lighted her cancer stick.

" Is Mom okay? " the Rumour asked

Diego looked at Allison before answering, " Yeah, yeah, she's fine. She just needs to rest. You know, recharge "

" Whenever you're ready, dear boy " Pogo told Luther, who took a deep sigh then took a couple of steps forward and opened the lid of the urn, dumping the ashes.

" Why is it wet? " Y/n asked then turned her attention to Klaus who made a face, " What did you do? " she added quietly

" I may or may not have spilt it " The Séance answered resulting in Y/n shaking her head in disappointment.

" Probably would have been better with some wind " The Spaceboy claimed as he awkwardly look at his family.

" Does anyone wishes to speak? " Pogo asked though not a single sibling dared to say anything, " Very well... In all regards, Sir Reginald Hargreeves made me what I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my master... And my friend, and I shall miss him very much... He leaves behind a complicated legacy—"

" He was a monster " Diego cuts off Pogo, Y/n chuckled as she puff out smoke, and Klaus beside her laughed.

" – He was a bad person and a worse father " the Kraken carried on, " The world is better off without him "

" Diego " The Rumour warned only for the Kraken to glare at her.

" My name is Number Two. Do you know why? Because our father couldn't be bothered to give us actual names. He made mom do it " He carried on

" Would anyone like something to eat? " The robot mother asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

" No. It's okay, mom " Vanya quickly replied

" Oh, Okay "

Diego steps forward, " Look, you wanna pay your respects? " then faced his family, " Go ahead but at least be honest about the kind of man he was "

" You should stop talking now " Luther demanded

" After everything, he did to you? He had to ship you a million miles away " The Kraken snarled at Luther, " That's how much he couldn't stand the sight of you! " and pointed his finger on Spaceboy's chest.

Luther couldn't handle his anger and throw a punch at the Kraken who easily avoided it. Both of the males let out grunts as they both throw more punches at each other. Klaus cheered at them in the background, Allison took a step back while Vanya gently grabbed her mother's arm and they both step back; Pogo tried to stop both males but none of them listen.

Klaus then quickly holds out his arm to push back both Five and Y/n behind, The Boy slaps his hand on the Séance. Y/n shakes her head and puffs out one final smoke before throwing the cigarette butt at the ground.

" Come on, big boy! " Diego mocked Luther who throws another punch only to be avoided once more. The Kraken uses both his fist and then his elbows to land a punch at Spaceboy's back, Luther lets out a grunt of pain but still fought his brother.

" Stop it! " Vanya shouted

" Hit him! Hit him! " Klaus cheered on both males who kept throwing punches at each other.

Pogo had enough and let out a sigh before turning his back from the scene and excusing himself. The siblings and mother just watched the males as they fought, getting closer and closer to Ben's statue.

" Get off me! " The Kraken raged as Spaceboy held him by his shoulder, Diego struggles to get out of his brother's hold. Y/n place her hand on her forehead and started to massage it, a headache is starting to form from the lack of sleep.

" I'm not wasting my powers for them " Y/n stated and turned her body away from the scene and started to head inside the house.

" I don't have time for this " Five snarled and followed the female inside the house.

When Y/n got inside the house, she throws the umbrella to the side and headed straight to the kitchen, Five followed suit he followed the female teen as she phases around the kitchen, and he leaned his back at the wall.

Y/n turned around with a tea bag in her hand and then walked towards the cupboard to grab a teacup, " Clean cup, clean cup! Move down! " she said as she began to boil some water.

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17 years ago

Nietzsche once said, " Man is as a rope stretched between the animal and the superhuman. A rope over an abyss. It is dangerous looking back, a dangerous trembling and halting. "

Seven children wearing green jumpsuits were standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking at their father and their sister who is beside him to start. Sir Reginald shut his notebook close then nodded his head at Vanya to blow the whistle and six of the children began to race up the stairs.

" – As much as you strive for individual greatness, and strive you must, for it won't come to you of its own accord... You must also remember that there is no individual stronger than the collective. "

Y/n just watched as her sibling's raced upstairs, she stood on her ground. Reginald looked down at his daughter waiting for her to do something. The girl then used her gravitational ability to herself and flew up surpassing her siblings and giving them a mocking smile. Number Five then mimic her by using his spatial jump.

" That's not fair, they're cheating! " Diego shouted

" They adapted "

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

A buzzing noise that came from the machine was heard all over the mansion, Klaus and Allison had just finished having their tattoo on their left wrist. Diego was now seated on the chair as the tattoo artist is doing his job.

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

Grace took a step forwards and tried to place her hand on her second son's arm but Diego flinched away avoiding her comfort. Grace took a step back and turn her head at her husband then sends him a reassuring smile, Reginald nodded his head in return before glancing at the four children seated on the chair waiting for their turn.

Y/n was biting her knuckles in a way to ease up her mind, she then turned her head at Five, he had an uneasy look on his face, the boy occasionally moved his left foot that was resting on his right knee and gulps down making his Adam's apple to bobbed in his throat. Y/n removed her hand from her mouth and placed her left hand on Five's foot that caught his attention and turned to face her.

" We're gonna be alright " She assured and removed her hand only for Five to grab it back and held her hand for comfort.

Vanya who was at the top of the staircase watches her siblings with jealousy and sadness as she wasn't gonna have a tattoo similar to her siblings. She place her left wrist on the flat surface of the rail and began to draw an umbrella symbol similar to her siblings with a marker.

" We can accomplish anything when we accept responsibility together. This is what creates trust "

Reginald was sitting on the side of the bed, staring at his daughter with a soft look. He then pushes the button that he places on his daughter's temple.

Number Eight suddenly but slowly blinked her eyes open and a vivid image of their father is what she saw.

" Mr Dad " she murmured before drifting back to sleep, cuddling the bear on her chest.

Reginald hoists the blanket to her chin before going back to his office. The static and buzzing sound came from the monitor on top of Reginald's table. The monocle man kept looking up and down while taking notes on his crimson notebook, he pushes the button to change the camera angles in every room of his children before stopping at Number Seven's bedroom.

A worried expression with a hint of fear was present on his face, the beeping sound got intensified.

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

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Vanya solemnly grabs her medicine bottle and opened it before grabbing one of her pills and then plopped it inside her mouth, swallowing the pills dryly. Vanya then turned around when she felt a presence behind her.

" Don't waste your time " she began, " Diego's right, I shouldn't have come "

" This is your home and always will be " Pogo replied, " Should I get you a taxi? " he offered

" I already called one. But thanks " Vanya said then a horn honks from outside, " That's me " and turned her back and headed straight to the door.

" Uh... I hope you know your father loved you very much " Pogo told the female, " In his own way "

Vanya stopped in her tracks, " Yeah, well, that's kind of the problem, isn't it? He shouldn't have let Y/n suffer so much "

" Your sister deeply understands your father "

" That's the problem- she's too kind of her own. Take care of yourself " Vanya replied before walking out of the door.

" You as well, Miss Vanya " Pogo bid as he walked towards the door and watched her get inside the van before closing the door shut.

" Where's Vanya? " Allison asked as she got inside the kitchen and saw her three siblings. She then sets down her black trenchcoat behind Y/n's chair as she sips her tea.

" Oh, she's gone " Klaus answered while hugging a guitar in his chest.

" That's unfortunate " Five stated making Y/n turn her head at the Boy.

" Yeah " claimed the Rumour.

Y/n saw the French press coffee in his hand and a disappointed scowl was present on his face.

" An entire square block, forty-two bedrooms and nineteens bathrooms but no- not a single drop of coffee " The boy snarled and sets down the coffee presser.

" He only had a shit ton of tea " Y/n commented before sipping at her cup.

" Dad hated caffeine "

" Well he hated children too, and he had plenty of us " Klaus commented as he laughed that making Y/n choke on her tea.

Five placed his hand on her back and pats it, he then sent a glare at the Séance, Allison offered her sister a handkerchief and Y/n accepted it and then wiped her mouth.

" You caught me there, Klaus " she commented

" Sorry, sissy "

Five shakes his head, " I'm taking the car "

" Where are you going? " Klaus questioned as he sets down the guitar and then leaned forward.

" To get a decent cup of coffee- I'm taking her with me " Five replied then the female teen stood up from her chair and grabbed the Boy's hand.

" Do you even know how to drive? " Allison questioned then crossed her arms at her chest, sending a sceptical look at her brother.

" I know how to do everything " the Boy answered before spatial jumping outside together with the female.

" I feel like we should try and stop them, but then again, I also just kinda want to see what happens "

#five hargreeves x reader #number five x reader #the umbrella academy #tua x reader #x reader insert #five hargreeves x you

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 7 months

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1989, Taylor Swift

(this edit series is currently in the works!! so not to 100% spoil my own edits but like, this is the same list I used to plan it!) but also as a rule, this album is 100% Abbie Hudson & Arianne Martin!

Welcome To New York: Kirsty Gilmore

Blank Space: Arianne Martin

Style: Betty Fabray x Mac Hudson, Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea, Anastasia Andrews x Jughead Jones

Out Of The Woods: Arianne Martin x Stiles Stilinski, Selena McCall x Derek Hale

All You Had To Do Was Stay: Helena x Klaus Hargreeves

Shake It Off: Kirsty Gilmore

I Wish You Would: Finley Rider x Prince Ben

Bad Blood: Willow Dell & Rory Gilmore, Arianne Martin & Allison Argent, Avalon & Mal, Amethyst Andrews & Veronica Lodge, Alia Kelly & Serena Van Der Woodsen

Wildest Dreams: Rosabelle Legume x Harry Hook x Prince Ben, Ariel Blossom x Malachai

How You Get The Girl: Ivy Knight x Oliver Queen

This Love: Abbie Hudson x Quinn Fabray

I Know Places: Bella Pressman x Harry Bingham

Clean: Kirsty Gilmore, Helena Hargreeves

Wonderland: Ophelia Wayne x Leander Zane Hayes, Anastasia Andrews x Jughead Jones

You Are In Love: Jacqueline Grant x Jess Mariano

New Romantics: Kyla Keller, Coco Bates, Abbie Hudson

Slut!: Sophie Dugray, Kyla Keller, Coco Bates

Say Don’t Go: Jeremy St James x Sebastian Smythe, Roxie Flores x Noah Puckerman

Now That We Don’t Talk: Evie Van Der Woodsen x Jenny Humphrey

Suburban Legends: Margot Kline x Neal Caffrey

Is It Over Now?: Sidney Hopper x Steve Harrington (ft. Billy & Nancy)

Sweeter Than Fiction: Aurora & Blaine & Cooper Anderson

Send me an album and, if I know the artist, I will try to associate to every song an oc/ship/crossover

#ask #answered #ginevrastilinski

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mateidontevenknow · 2 years

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ONESHOT ALERT

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Ship: Klaus x Damon x OC (Fem)

Mission successful

Klaus and Damon sat in silence. They sat in the dark apartment of one of the oldest vampires Damon knew. Surprisingly Klaus didn't know about her until now.

Before their current stake out, Klaus did some research. They were waiting for Beatrice Harding, a 670 year old vampire. Apparently Kol turned her. She worked at a hospital as a cardiologist, with three PhD's to support her. According to her reviews online, she is an extremely intelligent woman. Klaus was honestly looking forward to meeting her.

Damon knows her because he slept with her, while they were both in San Francisco, where she still lives. One of the best nights he's ever had. He had a lot of good things to say about her.

Suddenly they heard the jingle of a key in the door. The dark apartment lit up as she flicked on the light in the kitchen. Klaus sat in her office chair, while Damon stood on the small balcony.

She stepped into her bedroom, dropping her bag on the floor and flopping down on her bed, landing on her stomach.

"Hello love." Klaus spoke firmly. Though it didn't seem to scare the tired woman.

"Hello creepy, demon dude. Wow, nice chat, if you're here to kill me, good luck mate."

Klaus gave a low chuckle in response.

"Well you weren't lying about her sense of humor."

Her head perked up at that.

"Wait a min- , I smell a Salvatore!" Damon could hear the grin in her voice.

"Fine, you caught me. Took you a second though." She turned around to face him as he walked through the glass door, into her room. Klaus stood up and flicked on a light.

"Damon Salvatore and Niklaus Mikaelson. You know what, at least you two burglars are good-looking. What can I help you with?"

The two men shared a smirk. Damon spoke first.

"Well we heard that you managed to sneak into New Orleans, even with the new laws. And we need help getting in, so we can overthrow Marcel."

"Ok, I can help you, but this is going to have to wait 'till morning. I just got of a 24-hour shift and I am in desperate need of sleep. But what do I get out of this?"

"A favour. A favour you can use anytime, for anything."

"Deal. Now go crash on the couch or something, it's past midnight."

Damon smirked at Klaus as they walked into the living room. His plan worked.

The next morning was fast-paced. Beatrice was definitely a morning person and nowhere in that brilliant mind of hers was there a sliver of patience.

She was up early, walking around before the sun rose. She turned on the kettle for coffee before opening her laptop and booking a few flights. Five hours, from here to New Orleans. It's been a while since she last visited Louisiana.

She woke Damon up first, though it proved to be a bit of a challenge. After a few failed attempts of trying to shake, talk or yell him awake, she pushed him off her blue couch and watched as he landed with a thud and a groan.

"Ow, was that really necessary?"

"No, but it was funny. Anyway, we need to be at the airport in an hour. Our flight leaves in two."

With that, she left to go make coffee.

Half an hour later, she stood outside her apartment, with a takeaway lattè and a packed suitcase, waiting for two idiots who wasn't even dressed yet.

After a bunch of unnecessary admin, they were on the flight. Beatrice in a middle seat, with Klaus next to her in the window seat and Damon asleep in the seat infront of Klaus.

"You really could've went for first class. We both know you have the money."

"I tried but the first class section was completely sold out," this was a lie, " besides, I think you can survive five short hours."

Klaus grunted but fell asleep shortly after. His head leaning on Beatrice's shoulder.

Unfortunately, this didn't last long as he was awoken by some violent turbulence.

"You don't happen to have any blood with you, do you? I usually drink from Damon, but I can't now, it'd be too obvious."

"I don't but, if it becomes a problem you can drink from me. It isn't easy to drink me dry, trust me, Elijah's tried."

Klaus grinned at that, remembering the story surrounding the incident with 'Kol's special friend'.

After another hour, he decided it was time, pushing away the black hair and the collar of her denim jacket, he gently ran his fingers over the soft skin before carefully sinking his fangs into her. Beatrice reacted quickly, as she carefully turned towards him, hiding them both with her jacket.

Klaus didn't look like he was stopping any time soon and she let him continue, in all honesty, it was much more pleasant than she expected.

After a good few minutes, he pulled away, wiping away extra blood with his sleeve. He covered the scar with her hair again and adjusted the collar of her jacket as well. He leaned in, whispering in a dark voice.

"You taste exquisite."

"Thank you, I try. I just hope Damon won't be mad."

"I don't think he'd mind, he might want some of that too. But right now you need to drink a few drops of mine as well, I am half werewolf after all. And you can very well die from that bite."

Beatrice turned towards him. She pushed down the collar of his shirt and quickly pushed her fangs into his skin. After only a few seconds she pulled away. Klaus shifted his collar to cover the wound.

"Not so bad yourself."

Finally the plane landed, after grabbing their luggage, the trio settled in a Starbucks to discuss the plan.

Beatrice was leading the operation. With Klaus and Damon following close behind. The tunnels under the city came in handy as they were abandoned years ago, because of a cave in. The witches didn't feel the need to put a barrier there as well. Luckily Beatrice knew the place like the back of her hand as she helped build the tunnel all those years ago. The cave in only blocked two tunnels, those leading outside anyway.

After she stood up to order their drinks, Klaus took this as an opportunity to tell Damon about what happened.

"I drank some of Beatrice's blood on the plane and it was amazing."

"Oh I know, even all those years ago, I couldn't get enough of it. Tasted like old red wine back then, is it still the same?"

"Exactly like that. It tastes like a battle well fought, a taste of victory. It is incredible."

"And the colour. Have you seen it? Darker than human blood, it is gorgeous. Like you could drown in it."

"Absolutely delicious."

"What are you two raving about?" She asked as she put the three drinks down on the table.

"Just some beverage..."

"A beverage, huh? A deep, dark, red, Beatrice flavoured beverage? Yeah, you underestimate my senses."

Damon sighed.

"Ok fine. You caught us."

She had a slight smile.

"Ok come on, we need to hurry if we want the plan to work. We need to get there before sundown and that's in two hours."

Klaus and Damon followed as she walked briskly to the elevator. She pressed the last button and they were off, towards the tunnel entrance on the lowest floor of the underground parking.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a classic car. Damon grinned as he looked at the black Porsche 911.

After making their way through the tunnels, Beatrice found a manhole. She used both her hands to twist it open, breaking away at the rusted edges. Klaus shared a look with Damon, it was odd seeing her use her strength. She climbed up, towards the surface. The two men following suit.

"This is the witches' neighborhood. Marcel will be in the central palace. It's past their curfew so we don't have to worry about them seeing us. What we do have to worry about is the guards. Last time I was here, Marcel sent all his guards after me, if he does that again, it will leave him vulnerable, giving you a gap. I'll be the distraction while you go in through the back."

With that she walked towards the palace, yelling at the guards. Two of them went inside to warn Marcel. She smirked. She flashed forward ripping apart the younger vampires. It was a bloodbath.

She missed this.

Suddenly the guards retreated standing as one around Marcel. He was standing in the entrance hall.

Beatrice trotted towards them.

"Beatrice Harding you are under arrest." Marcel tried to sound authoritative.

She threw her head back as she laughed in his face.

"And which one of those weak, little, bloodsuckers are going to die trying to arrest me. Face it Marcel, you are weak. Not even your witches can help you now."

Suddenly she was coated in vervain. Looking above her she saw a woman with a bucket. She was mad.

She moved at an impossible pace, ripping out the hearts of the poor guards. The vervain still sizzling on her skin. She stopped inches in front of Marcel, her hand gripping his heart.

There was fear in his eyes, but it was quickly flushed away.

"She's dead. Killing me won't change that. We both know that."

A tear rolled down her cheek at the mention of her sister. Her beloved sister. Her only family. The sister who was taken from her after 500 happy years together.

Her hand squeezed his heart as she turned him around to face Klaus.

She whispered in his ear.

"You killed her. We both know that."

"K-Klaus, my old friend, how can I help you?"

"You can die."

Klaus didn't plan on killing him, but after seeing the heartbreak in the Beatrice's eyes, he decided he deserved it.

He watched as Beatrice tore his heart from his body, dropping it on the marble floor.

He approached her as another tear came down.

As he tried to step closer, he was stopped.

"Don't."

Her voice was shaky and Klaus immediately picked up on this. He ignored her warning and wrapped his arms around her in a hug. She tried fighting him off, but gave up after a few fruitless attempts. She buried her head in his chest.

After calling Elijah, Damon joined them in the hug.

"Never thought I'd be here."

She sounded broken, but Damon knew she'd be fine.

Suddenly Beatrice's neck was snapped and she fell limp into Klaus.

"Was that really necessary?"

Klaus picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder.

"Yes, as I can't have her listening to another one of our conversations. We need to talk about her."

"Yeah, ok fine, I like her... again."

"I assumed as much, but I think you'll be happy to hear that I fancy her as well. We just need to figure out how to approach this."

"Let's just do it and ask her out."

"And what is the likelihood of her actually agreeing to that?"

"Only one way to find out."

Klaus sighed. Damon held his hand as they walked towards the car, leaving this mess for Elijah to clean up.

Once they entered the hotel room, Klaus laid Beatrice down on the King size bed. Damon switched on the kettle for when she woke up. It was late, almost 10pm. Damon decided to pushed his luck.

"How mad do you think she'd be if I took a quick swig?"

To their surprise Beatrice answered.

"I don't think she'd mind."

Klaus smirked.

"Well you heard the lady."

Both men approached the bed laying down on either side of her. Damon started kissing her neck before pressing his fangs into her soft skin. His mouth filled with dark, rich blood. It was addictive, intoxicating.

Klaus followed suit, digging his fangs into her neck. She moaned as the venom coursed through her. Her eyes fluttered shut as her body went limp.

Damon pulled back.

"You ok? Because that scared me more than it should have."

"I'm great. You can keep going but if it scares you, you can hold my wrist to feel my pulse."

Damon took her up on that offer, grabbing her wrist and sinking his fangs back into the sweet liquid.

Klaus also eventually grabbed her wrist, just making sure.

After a few minutes Klaus pulled back, staring at the contentment displayed on her face. He spoke, breaking the lingering silence.

"You alright, love?"

"Couldn't be better."

#damon salvatore #i ship it #klaus mikaelson #tvd #tvd damon #klamon #oneshot #tvd oneshot #why am i like this

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randomestroleplays · 1 year

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𝔰𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔞 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 ⊱⋆⊰ 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰

fandom: the umbrella academy

open to: platonic and romantic relationships with original or canon characters

content warnings: n/a

Sierra Nearing hadn’t planned on spending her life working at Griddy’s, but life didn’t care much for her plans. She had moved in with Aunt Agnes when she was 11, after her mom passed away, and by 13 she had started helping out in the diner. Thousands of faces had come and gone, but very few were as memorable as the Hargreeves.

There were seven of them when they first started coming, then six, then five, and Sierra watched as they all changed with each loss. She watched how they went from giggling together in their favourite booth, eating donuts so fast that she worried they might make themselves sick, to barely picking at their donuts and trying not to meet each other’s eyes. And then they stopped coming together at all.

They still visited, but separately, and Sierra would never pretend that she knew exactly what had happened, but she pieced it together over the years. Allison left the city, the others left the mansion, Luther got left behind. They all wanted to leave their pasts behind them, but none of them could let go of Griddy’s. So they didn’t. Once a week every week, each of them on a different day, they’d show up. Looking for a warm drink and a bite to eat; looking for an escape from the rest of the world; looking for an open ear known as Sierra. And so, Sierra listened.

Over the years she grew closer to the long-estranged Hargreeves siblings. She stopped seeing them as customers and started seeing them as friends. She did what she could to look out for them, to support them, to stand in for the siblings they’d lost over time. But she never told any of them about their other siblings’ visits. She wanted them to feel safe in the diner, like they had at least one place where they could let down their guards.

They were never supposed to know that they all still shared a connection to Griddy’s, to Sierra. Not until they were ready to face each other, to face their past. But then Reginald Hargreeves dies, and Sierra receives not one but four invitations to the funeral.

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faceclaim: kennedy mcmann

age: 29

ships: n/a

friends: luther hargreeves, diego hargreeves, allison hargreeves, klaus hargreeves, five hargreeves, ben hargreeves, viktor hargreeves, agnes

affiliations / allies: the umbrella academy, the miracle kids

enemies: reginald hargreeves, the commission

alignment: neutral good

enneagram type: type 2 — the helper

soul type: the server

mbti: infj-t — the advocate

Hogwarts House: hufflepuff

Element: water

Trope: good is not soft

Theme Song: two, sleeping at last

Quote: speak your mind even if your voice shakes

#oc roleplay #roleplay blog #rp blog #umbrella academy rp #umbrella academy roleplay #roleplay muses #rp intro #𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔵𝔶𝔤𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔱 #…*☆*… sierra nearing #𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔶𝔰𝔣𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔶 #⋘ ─ ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ─ ⋙ the umbrella academy #𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱 #⋘ ─ ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ─ ⋙ graphics #𝔦𝔣 𝔴𝔢’𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔲𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱?#⋘ ─ ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ─ ⋙ intro

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doubleonline · 2 years

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Anno 1503 game

When it finally did come out, it not only offered a plethora of new content (such as several different biomes and hundreds of building models), but also some big shake-ups to 1602’s tried-and-true gameplay. With that in mind, it should not be too surprising that Anno 1503’s development took unusually long for its time, coming out more than four years later in Fall 2002. Of course, with great success comes great expectations, so when it was time for the team to plot a course for their next game, they had to do so with the newfound burden of developing a sequel to Germany’s best-selling PC game of the year. Between rave reviews and stellar sales in German-speaking markets, Anno did right out of the gate become a heavy hitter in the then-burgeoning PC strategy market. Continued abuse of our services will cause your IP address to be blocked indefinitely.While small Austrian developer MAX Design had developed several decently successful games like Oldtimer before, nothing could have prepared them for the meteoric success of Anno 1602 when they first released it in Spring 1998. Please fill out the CAPTCHA below and then click the button to indicate that you agree to these terms. If you wish to be unblocked, you must agree that you will take immediate steps to rectify this issue. If you do not understand what is causing this behavior, please contact us here.

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Like 1602, 1503 is a real time strategy game, set at the start of the Early Modern period of history. Other language versions were released in March/April 2003. Anno 1503 was first release in German at the end of 2002.

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Two to four players send ships to explore islands scattered about a 5 x 12 square ocean (the more players, the more islands).

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thegoodlannister · 5 years

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I just have to say, and this might be because I’m way older than the target demographic of this website by this point, but the idea that relationships have to be 100% healthy, 100% morally pure, 100% without any sort of ambiguity, in order to be worth discussing is just really... well, it’s really stifling and boring and honestly makes me feel kind of claustrophobic.

#I’m looking at you tua fandom #I legit just saw a post expressing disappointment that diego x klaus as a ship #wasn’t garnering enough public shaming #and I’m just?#publicly shaming people #and ostracizing them #based on their shipping preferences is bad???#telling people their (COMPLETELY CONSENSUAL) ships are not allowed #is bad???#making other actual humans feel like BAD PEOPLE #because you take moral issue with their fictional shipping preferences #THESE ARE THE BAD AND WRONG THINGS #a lot of people here are displaying shitty behavior and guess what???#it’s not the people shipping allison x luther or klaus x diego or literally any other permutation of the hargreeves children #tale as old as time #I’m shaking my damn head

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Hi I saw ur post and I have a fun request. Five x Reader and the reader is trying to get five to be her prom date but he’s resistant saying it’s pointless so shes upset but he notices so he shows up to her house in a suit and its all fun 🥺

Prom Date | Five Hargreeves (Part 1)

Summary: Y/N tries to get Five to get outside of the house for once, but he’s resistant.

Ship: Five Hargreeves x fem!reader

Warnings: not edited

Notes: this is going by the logic that Five never teleported to the apocalypse and he’s 16-17 here

The first time you met Five was at the classic cafe of Griddy’s.

It was pretty late at night and he was there along with his 7 other siblings. You were seated alone on a stool taking soft sips of your hot chocolate, the sudden noise of the bell ringing signalling that their were customers startled you. Nobody ever came in this late.

You remember his order: a classic glazed donut with black coffee. He and what you assumed to be his family (minus Reginald) looked around your age at the time, being around 13.

When you and him finally looked at each other, you were so surprised by the sudden contact and fell off of your seat.

“Holy shit! Are you okay?” Vanya Hargreeves asked after watching that whole thing unfold. You nodded, taking her hand and getting back up on your feet.

You and the Hargreeves siblings have been inseparable ever since.

Especially you and Five.

So, naturally, nobody was that surprised when you two started dating around 2 years later.

Now, the both of your are seventeen, and everything is going perfectly. Well, okay, maybe not perfectly. To you, anyways.

The only issue with Five is he doesn’t like going out of the house unless it’s for food or missions. A date between the two of you consists of hanging out in his room and cuddling while watching TV. It was cute at first but by the 7th night of doing this you craved something different. He was fine though.

You still enjoyed it of course, but it was constant. He needed to get out of the house, and you were going to do anything in your power to make it happen.

“No, Y/N.” Five tells you after you asked him to escort you to prom. Normally, you would skip events like that but this was the perfect excuse to get him to be outside of his comfort zone a little bit.

It wasn’t working so far, though.

“Why not? It’ll be fun!” You whine, swinging your arms around his shoulders for dramatic affect. He chuckles quietly, pressing a peck to your lips before pulling away slightly.

“For you, maybe. I don’t enjoy being around a bunch of hormonal high schoolers.” He comments, shaking his head at the thought before turning back to you.

“Please?”

“Y/N.”

“Fine.” You sigh, admitting defeat. He watches as you quietly exit his room to go back to your house and he can’t help but feel some sort of...guilt. That’s a first.

He knows what he has to do.

In all honesty, you were pretty upset. Not enough that it affected your relationship with him, but more your mood was slightly agitated. Five wasn’t a person who liked to go out in public - you knew that. You all did.

But imagine being able to slow dance with the Five Hargreeves?

You sigh, slouching down on the couch and relax a bit.

It was the exact opposite for Five.

“Hey do yo- is that my suit?” Diego walks into his room uninvited but quickly stops in his tracks when he sees his brother all dressed up prim and proper. Five was always one who cared about his looks but never in a million years did anyone think they would see the Hargreeves boy in something other then the uniform.

“I’m gonna be out for a bit. Cover for me, will you?” He rushed, about to teleport but quickly being stopped by Diego. Annoyed, the boy brushed himself off before turning to face him. “What?”

“Where...where are you going? To a party?”

“Did somebody say party? I need to show off this hot body!”

The boys look over to see Klaus Hargreeves strutting into the room and flopping on Five’s bed dramatically. Ignoring him, Five continues.

“I’m not going anywhere important. Just stay here. And don’t tell dad.”

Klaus is now sat up, starting to smirk and whistle at his words. “Look at you, breaking the rules for your little girlfriend.”

“Klaus!”

“Girlfriend? Wait, you’re going to see Y/N? In...a suit?”

And just as they get the realization, Five is long gone.

lmk if you wanna be tagged in part 2 😩 😩 😩 sorry for the weird spacing, i wrote this on my computer at one in the morning 😩 😩 😩

#tua #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #five hargreeves #five hargreeves x reader #number five #five #number five x reader #five x reader

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just-my-fandom · 3 years

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Low Expectations (Vanya Hargreeves x Reader)

Summary; The Hargreeve siblings meet Vanyas shy, kept together wife at Reginald Hargreeves funeral. Diego and Five don’t trust her.

Warning(s); Diego’s an asshole lmao. Five too. Slight suggestive themes at the end.

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Date started; December 18th, 2020

Date posted; December 20th, 2020

. . .

“I don’t know about this,” Your voice is quiet as you stand at the entrance way of the Umbrella Academy, Vanyas hand tight in yours, your free hand clutching at the sleeve of her coat,

“It’s going to be perfectly fine,” Your wife promises, her own free hand tucking hair behind your ear, smiling reassuringly, “It might take them a minute to warm up to a new face, but, they’ll come around,”

“I hope so,” You murmur, Vanya barely pecking the side of your head before the door opens, revealing a tall skinny male- one you recognized as Klaus from the details your wife has given you,

“Vanya!” He cheers, immediately, hands raising excitedly as he leans on the door, “Youre here! And you brought a lady friend,” His eyes shift to you, where you swallow, smiling despite leaning further to Vanyas side.

“Hi Klaus,” Vanya smiles, gently tugging at your fingers to pull you into the Manor next to her, “This is Y/N, my wife,”

“Wife?” A woman with dark skin comes up, her arms crossed, “I didn’t know you got married,”

“It wasn’t a big wedding, or anything,” Vanya reassures, tightening her grip on your hand when you exhale, shakily, “I sent out letters. They must not have gotten in,”

“Or you just didn’t care,” A man in armor states, moving past you without a wave, “What’re you doing here anyways? You’re not welcome,”

“Really?” Allison snaps, “You’re gonna do this today? Way to dress for the occasion, by the way,”

“At least I’m wearing black,” Diego snips, your brows pinching with worry, as you look down at your black dress pants and brown sweater. Vanya gently shakes her head in reassurance, smiling weakly as if to tell you, he’s always like that.

“I’m sorry about him,” Allison breathes, extending a hand so you released Vanyas sleeve to take it, “I’m Allison. Vanyas older sister,”

“Technically we’re all the same age,” A deep grunt from behind you startled you to look over your shoulder, where a largely built man crosses his arms, though he painfully smiled, “I’m Luther. Nice to meet you,”

“Y/N,” You exhale, looking back to Vanya when she taps your knuckles with her thumb, her brows pinched at your flushed expression,

“Let’s go get something to drink,” She murmurs, leading you to where she remembered where the dining area was, your lungs exhaling a deep breath as you sit at one of the two couches, sinking into your thick sweater.

“I know they can be a little overwhelming,” Vanya speaks, quietly, sitting next to you and handing you a glass of water, “But they’ll warm up to you. I swear,”

“Maybe Diego’s right,” You lower your cup into your lap, looking over to your wives eyes, “I’m not family. I don’t belong to be here,”

“Who cares if Diego doesn’t think you belong?” Vanya takes your hand in hers, moving it to rest in her own lap, “I want you here. That’s all that matters,”

“Then that’s all that matters to me,” You smile, Vanya leaning sideways to peck your lips, softly,

“Welcome home, Mrs. Vanya,” You instantly pull away to look over at the chimpanzee with a cane, his figure slouched in the doorway,

“Pogo,” Vanya smiles, Pogo nodding in greet before his eyes shift to you,

“You must be Mrs. Y/N. I am so glad to finally meet you, despite the situation,”

Your eyebrows raise, “You know about me?”

“Well of course,” Pogo nods, smiling, “I happened to receive your letter,”

Vanya smiles again, glancing at you, Pogo lifting a hand before he steps away, Klaus walking around the shorter monkey to collapse onto the couch beside you, a glass of what looked to be alcohol in his hand,

You feel yourself lean into Vanya, eyeing the male, where he glances over at you and holds up his cup, “Would you like a sip?”

“No, thank you,” You murmur, Vanya squinting her eyes at her brother before watching as the rest of her siblings piled in, Luther remaining standing as Diego sat on the opposite couch, and Allison settled in the small chair,

“I think we should hold a small memorial at sun fall,” Luther starts, “At dads favorite spot,”

“Dad had a favorite spot?” Allison asks, Luther glancing to her, brows knitted,

“Yeah. Under the Oak Tree. Did you not know that?”

“Okay, great,” Diego stands up, rolling his shoulders, “Why else did you force this family meeting?” His eyes stare at you, “And why is she even in here?”

“Diego,” Vanya shuts her eyes in annoyance,

“To find out what happened to dad,” Luther cuts, when seeing the flash of hurt in your eyes,

“What do you mean?” Vanya questions, “I thought they said it was a heart attack,”

“But do you really believe that?” Luther asks back, and you shift to sit up,

“Should I wait outside?” You ask, feeling as if invading their family matter, Vanyas hand raising to your upper back, soothingly, “No, sweetheart-,”

“That would be great. Thanks,” Diego smiles, sarcastically, Allison hissing out his name, threateningly, “What? Vanya brings some girl to dads funeral without telling us and now she gets in on our family business? Does she even know we have powers?” He leans forward, eyes on you, “Do you? Do you know we’re freaks?”

“Diego!” Vanya and Allison both shout, Vanyas hand forced to drop when you stand up, setting down your glass before moving back to the front of the manor,

“Y/N,” Vanya pleas, standing up after you, “Wait,”

“Nice going, asshole,” Allison spits, watching as Vanya moved after you, her hand catching your wrist, spinning you back to her so the siblings could see the teary gleam in your eyes,

“He’s right,” You whisper, shaking your head as you close your eyes, “Stay here, with your family. I’ll go home,”

“I’m not letting you leave upset,” Vanya breathes, and your eyes open,

“It’s obvious I’m not wanted here,” You state, “They don’t like me,”

“They don’t know you enough to decide if they like you or not,” Vanya argues, her hand now linked through yours, “I want you here. I don’t give a shit if they do or not. They’re not married to you, I am,” Vanya tilts her head, “Please?”

“Okay,” You nod, running a hand through your hair, Vanya humming in thought. She turns to her siblings, all staring at you,

“Call us when you’re ready for the memorial,” She turns back to you, tugging your arm towards the stairs to the bedrooms.

. . .

“What’s the date? The exact date,”

Your eyes watch as the youngest- or oldest- Hargreeve sibling moves around the kitchen, pulling out bread, peanut butter, and marshmallows,

“The twenty fourth,” Vanya answers, seat close to yours, her hand at your thigh beneath the table in a form of comfort as you warily watched her brother,

“Of what?”

“March,”

“Good,” Five sighs, Luther raising an eyebrow as he glances to his siblings,

“So, are we gonna talk about what just happened?” At Fives silence, Luther stands up so you nearly jump, “It’s been seventeen years,”

Five scoffs, “It’s been a lot longer than that,” He vanishes so your lips parted, looking at Vanya, so she took your hand and mouthed later, looking up at where Five reappeared in front of the cabinets,

“Where’d you go?” Diego asks, eyes narrowing at Vanya before he glances to Five,

“The future. It’s shit, by the way,”

“Called it,” Klaus speaks up, your brows pinching,

“The future?” You question, Five finally settling his gaze to you as he moved back to the front of the table,

“Yes. The future. Who are you, by the way?”

“Oh,” You smile, nervously, “I’m Y/N, Vanyas-,”

“Know what? Don’t really care,” Five grunts, and you press your lips together, leaning back in your seat, “Nice to see nothings changed,”

“That’s it?” Allison calls, watching Five move to leave, “That’s all you have to say?”

“What else is there to say? Circle of life,”

. . .

You shift closer against Vanyas side under the umbrella, staring at your already muddy boots before glancing up to the seven other figures around you,

“Did something happen?” Vanyas robotic mother, Grace, questions, Vanyas brows pinching as her gloved hand held yours,

“Dad died,” Allison reminds, “Remember?”

“Oh,” Grace frowns, “Yes. Of course,”

You glance over to Pogo stepping up beside you, “Whenever you’re ready,” He directs Luther, “Dear boy,”

You feel Vanya squeeze your hand as Luther dumps Reginalds ashes into the grass, your own fingers squeezing back reassuringly so she glanced over to you, your lips pulling into a small, comforting smile,

“Look, you wanna pay your respects?” Diego suddenly asks, your head turning to see him stepping into the middle of the circle, body drenched as he decided to go without an umbrella, “Go ahead. But at least be honest about the kind of man he was,”

“You should stop talking now,” Luther demands, your eyes snapping to him, worriedly,

“Van?”

“It’s okay,” She whispers, watching Diego turn to Luther,

“You know, you of all people should be on my side here, Number One,”

“I am warning you,” Luther snarls, Diego quick to continue,

“After everything he did to you? He had to ship you a million miles away. That’s how much he couldn’t stand the sight of you!” You jump when Luther grabs the hand Diego jabbed at his chest, his free hand balling into a fist to throw at Diego’s head.

Vanya is quick to slide her arm to your shoulders, leading you backwards and behind Grace, your eyes wide as the two brothers lunged for each other,

“Okay,” Vanya rushes, when Diego slips out a knife, “Let’s go inside. Now,”

“Is this normal?” You question, Vanya lowering her arm to take your hand a second time, pulling you towards the house doors,

. . .

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Vanya asks you as she unlocks the door, opening the front to the shared apartment you lived in,

“I’m sure,” You state, voice quiet, following after her and opening your mouth to continue, but jump when the lamp turns itself on, Five appearing in the love seat beside it,

“Jesus,” Vanya hisses, your hand at your chest

“You should have locks on your windows,” Five states, Vanya setting down her keys as you shut the door behind you,

“We live on the second floor,”

“Rapists can climb,” Five raises an eyebrow, your own pinching as Vanya glances to you,

“You are so weird,” She moves towards the couch, “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve decided you’re the only one I can trust. Because you’ll listen,” Fives eyes flick to you, Vanya following his gaze so you looked at her,

“I’ll go take a shower,” You rush, pulling off your jacket as she frowns, “Let you two talk,”

“Let me know if you need anything,” Vanya orders, where you nod, smiling before moving to the back part of the apartment,

“Nice girl,” Five clears his throat, as Vanya pulled out gauze for the blood at his arm, “Who is she? Roommate?”

“Well if you would have let her finish earlier,” Vanya sits next to him, patting the alcohol covered wipe over the cut at his arm, “You would have known she’s my wife,”

“Never thought of you being the marriage type,” Five leans forward to look around the corner, “Or to have a type for girls,”

“Well you haven’t seen me in seventeen years,” Vanya raises an eyebrow, Five rolling his eyes as he huffs.

“When I jumped forward and got stuck in the future, do you know what I found?”

“No,” Vanya answers, wiping away the blood on Fives arm,

“Nothing,” Five states, “Absolutely nothing. As far as I could tell, I was the last person left alive. I never figured out what killed the human race, but, I did find something else,”

A pause, “The date it happens. The world ends in eight days, and I have no idea how to stop it,”

Vanyas lips part, hearing the shower faucet shut off, “You know what, it’s late, I have lessons early, and Y/N and I have errands to run, and I need sleep and I’m sure you do, too. We’ll talk again in the morning, okay? I promise,” She pauses, “I just, don’t want to drag Y/N into any of this,”

Five narrows his eyes, “You think she’d really believe you, anyway?”

Vanya turns to stare at him, Five watching her depart to where you sat on the bed, now in pajamas and towel squeezing the water from your hair,

“Hey,” You greet, as she began to undress, “What did he need to talk about?”

“Nothing,” Vanya smiles, moving up to lean across the bed to press a soft, short kiss to your lips, “I’ll tell you about it in the morning,”

“Okay,” You murmur, smiling as your eyes flicked between hers, “Hurry and get situated, you have lessons early tomorrow,”

Your wife smiles, leaving herself in a long shirt, before she slips underneath the covers, tugging on your arm so you shifted to press to her side, arm looping at her waist and head on her shoulder,

A beat of silence, “Thank you for being there for me today,” Vanya speaks, her fingers drawing circles at your arm, “Even though my family can be assholes,”

“Not all of them,” You lift your head, reaching up to pull Vanyas hair free of its ponytail, running your fingers through her locks, “Allison was super sweet, and Pogo, too,”

“Pogos always been like that,” Vanya shakes her head, “And Allison’s just making up for not talking to me in ten years,”

“Well they’re still your family,” You slide your hand down the side of her face, to cup the back of her neck, “Whether they’re assholes or not,” You tease, Vanya chuckling as you lean down, pressing your lips against hers, slowly,

. . .

“Y/N?” The quiet voice of your wife calls you to peer into the kitchen, where Vanya silently shut the front door behind her,

“Hey,” You greet, moving towards her with a smile, “How was the audition?”

You silently watch as Vanya sets down her violin case, looking up at you with a new grin on her face,

“You got it?” You guess, Vanya nodding with a short laugh, “You got first chair!?”

“I got it,” Vanya breathes, your arms throwing themselves around her shoulders as her own catch your waist, pulling you against her in an accepting embrace,

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” You bounce on your toes, leaning back to caress her face, pulling her forward for a kiss, her hand lifting to your head to keep you close to her,

She exhales against your lips, smiling in time with you, her eyes opening to see you grin,

“This deserves a celebrity dinner,” You state, moving to grab your jacket, “And we can call your siblings, and-,”

“Can we,” Vanya catches your arm, your brows pinching as you look at her from grabbing your hat, “Not tell them?” At your visible confusion, she shrugs, “I like this just being something between us,”

“Yeah,” You nod, breathlessly, “Yeah, sure,” You smile, Vanya exhaling before she moves forward again, pressing her lips against yours so the door shut behind you, your back pressing against the wood,

You giggle, arms sliding around her neck to pull her closer, where she breathlessly leans away, “Can we stay in?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” You murmur, tugging on her sleeve towards your shared bedroom, where Vanya smiles and drops her keys on the kitchen table.

#vanya hargreeves imagine #vanya hargreeves #vanya hargreeves x reader #Vanya hargreeves one shot #the umbrella academy imagine #the umbrella academy x reader #Diego hargreeves #five hargreeves

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wireless-telegraph · 3 years

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for the fandom asks, ofc i’m gonna have to say tua 👀

1. The first character I first fell in love with

Probably Klaus? Five hadn't stepped onto screen yet, and I loved Klaus's aesthetic from the get go. Robert Sheehan's also one of the few actors I was familiar with prior to this series (loved Misfit). 2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now Luther. The more I thought about his character and potential for character development the more I fell in love with him. In addition, high int-low wis characters I have a particular soft spot for. 3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t

I don't know if there's a character I particularly dislike that everyone else loves? In part bc the characters I dislike are ones that everyone universally dislikes (Reggie, Harold, Carl). 4. The character I love that everyone else hates

Luther. I still see some anti-luther stragglers from Season one. In addition, there's Lila Pitts and Allison Hargreeves. Absolutely stellar and amazing characters. But there are people who are vocally against them for reasons that literally make no sense if you actually watch and care about the source material. 5. The character I used to love but don’t any longer

I haven't fallen out of love for a character. 6. The character I would totally smooch

Allison Hargreeves. She's such an amazing woman. Her charm is through the roof, nevermind she could wear a garbage bag and somehow make it look couture. 7. The character I’d want to be like

This is not the fandom for this question. 8. The character I’d slap

Reggie is a clear choice. If i could do it without being killed on sight, I would. That said, I’d love to give all of Team Zero a good shaking.

9. A pairing that I love Yes hello. I am in love with Almond (Ray makes me swoon. Their ride or die mentality makes me yell. I love it.), Liego (Affectionate bantering with a side of moments of vulnerability is my favorite ship dynamic), and Klave (what is more romantic than the potential of a ghost boyfriend??) equally for different reasons, but I also very much adore Author (Autumn x Luther). I’ve fleshed out Autumn’s character and created a dynamic for them that i absolutely would have loved to see in show. 10. A pairing that I despise The Hargreeves x each other. No no no no no. Bad for obvious reasons (pseudo-incest is still incest). But especially for anyone paired with Five (outside of Delores). He’s physically a minor.

#the umbrella academy #tua #ask

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simpingforthisonedeer · 3 years

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who are your top ten black clover characters and ships? talk about them! -tat!

Tat? I just woke up and I don’t know who you are so please forgive me tat if I already know you but if I actually don’t, then nice to meetcha! Thank you for this interesting ask! I didn’t know people were interested in my thoughts or what I had to say sakjdhksj

I don’t have too many ships because Black Clover is mainly action so it is focused on that. I don’t ship any of the underage characters because they are all children who are busy saving the world and the adult characters such as the Captains(except Yami and Charlotte) and the Wizard King are all too busy with work and saving their kingdom and the world. They have no time for romance as of now. But, BC is going to be as long or even longer than One Piece according to Tabata so there is hope for everyone ;)

I’ve ordered this list from the bottom to the top so I hope you don’t mind 👹

10. William Vangeance

Look, if I was in the BC universe, what he did would be unforgivable to me. Instead of not enabling his most dearest friend to commit genocide, he leaves it up to him and the person he respects the most to fight to the death so he wouldn’t have to decide. Like who in their right minds would stand aside if their closest friend wanted to commit genocide for something that happened 500 years ago?

I was initially really upset with William but after a while, I started liking his character. Usually when people are like “I like this so-and-so character because they are flawed,” I would be like please🙄 but William is the first character I have ever truly liked for being flawed. Like this man loved Patri so much that he was willing to let people die. Not that it’s a good thing but you get what I mean. But at the same time, just as much he loved, he knew it was wrong so it was an impossible choice for him and I absolutely love that about him. But keep in mind, if he was an actual person I knew, my opinion would be waaaaaay different.

9. Zara Ideale

This man is badass as all hell like cmon. First commoner to become a magic knight??? That’s freaking amazing😎😎😎 and the way he kept a smile on his face despite everyone underestimating him and beating him down? Very respectable😎 The way he was an amazing, single father and a role model to Zora? That’s hot 😎 And the way he inspired my man Julius? Freaking iconic😎

8. Mereoleona Vermillion

She is simply a hot woman with a rough side, an OP character and an amazing leader. What more can I say 🙈🙈🙈

7. Finral Roulacase

I love his character because he is trying so hard to get better for Finnese’s sake. I mean he isn’t doing too good of a job but he is first gaining confidence in himself and I could clearly see a realistic difference in him. I personally don’t ship him with Finesse unless I see them bond more tbh but this is going to be a looooong story so there may be space for development there.

6. Grey x Gauche

Look, I don’t like Gauche because of his sister complex. It’s played off as a joke way too many times and I find it icky but the teased ship between him and Grey seems realistic and nice to me. Like he could help Grey build up her confidence and Grey could teach him what it is to love another person. Ships that build each other up make me go uwu asjkdhakjsd

5. Klaus Lunettes

I absolutely adore Klaus because this man is the prime example of hope for the next generation. He is a noble who was initially derisive of Asta and Yuno because they were peasants but now he actually loves and respects them. This is how the next generation should be. Nobles shouldn’t only learn to tolerate commoners and peasants but actually respect and even love them as well.

I especially like for his Klaus’s love and concern for Asta and find it incredibly wholesome and endearing. He is an amazing friend and actually voices his concerns if any of them are about to do something stupid unlike someone askjdaks

4. Charlotte Roselei

Charlotte is a badass woman and with the way she is written, just because she is in love, didn’t mean that she was any less than her position as Magic Knight Captain. What I mean is that she wasn’t reduced to a woman in love with Yami and actually has her moments where she gets to shine and im not going to spoil anything but she’s doing amazing in the manga and I’m cheering for her 😎

3. Fuegoleon Vermillion

Ok, I know I don’t talk about him as much but I really love his character because he inspires other people like Asta and Noelle and is a great magic knight captain. His character and the way he holds himself also reminds me of Erwin from AoT asdhakdkfsjk. Him and his fire magic and salamander are badass as hell and he also makes for an amazing leader. I genuinely like seeing him being all authoritative and it’s a nice contrast from Julius’ passive attitude. If Julius wasn’t Wizard King, it would be him.

2. Yami Sukehiro

Who in their right minds don’t like Yami Sukehiro? Like he is such a freaking dad to the rest of the squad and he has such amazing fight scenes and his spell, “Dimension Slash?” Freaking amazing like when he got trapped in the Dream World, I knew he was going to use that spell and it was so freaking cool. Not only that, he pushes everyone around him to be better and to surpass their limits. I like his constant presence and he makes for some really funny moments with his dry humor XD

1. Julius Novachrono

IM LITERALLY JULIUS NOVACHRONO BRAINROT AHGDKJSHDJKSFJKSH ITS IN MY NAME I SIMP FOR THIS MAN AND THIS MAN ONLY SO FREAKING MUCH AHSKAJSNJKA

Ok, so besides the fact that this man is HOT AS FUCK He’s also very sweet and when he nerds about magic it’s the most adorable thing in the world. In the beginning, I thought he may be a villain because he was too good to be true. But that was up until when he obliterated the Midnight Sun at their hideout I just went🥵🥵🥵 look I thought he was a passive character BUT GAH DAYUM the way he looked at patri like boi whatchu doin🤨 he was so bored during that fight like LAWD HAVE MERCY

I’m so sorry anon but you should’ve expected this from my hoe ass

I also love OP characters and I also happened to like time a lot. Like I am a massive Doctor Who fan and I’m a whole physics nerd and I’ve always been fascinated by Time, Gravity and Space among other things so of course I love Julius🥰🥰

I like how there are small details for his time spells like the fact that his Chronostasis spell only brings time to a near stop because completely stopping time would stop the movement of particles and instantly freeze and kill the person. AJSDJLKASJD I’ll stop nerding now(never👹)

Oh god, when I get to True Time Magic in my fic😩 light, time and gravity in the backdrop of magic got me shaking

He’s very charming and has good morals which is a big point in his favor but he’s also such a dad?? He takes Yami and William and basically raises them in their crucial years(teenage is pretty crucial right? I think so🤔) I don’t have daddy issues but GAH DAYUM HE FINE

I know he’s a kid and all that now but knowing Tabata, it’s because if he actually died, things would all go to shit real fast and I believe he would age up in some way or maybe actually grow up gradually and not die again(fingers crossed TvT) and actually contribute to the plot more😩 give me the grown up Julius, Tabata 👹👹👹

I mean if Tabata made the right decisions with his story, he would show Julius become less and less of a centrist in the name of character development and let him lose👀👀

#Black Clover #long post #Anshi's thoughts on tings #william vangeance #zara ideale #mereoleona vermillion #black clover mereoleona #finral roulacase #black clover grey #gauche adlai #klaus lunettes #charlotte roselei #fuegoleon vermillion #yami sukehiro #julius novachrono #tat!anon #thx for whispering 🥰

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mcfreakin-bxtch · 4 years

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The Injury

Pairing: The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: Smut! Angst, fluff, language, and violence.

Word Count: 4.3k

A/N: I was going to wait to post this but I failed. I listened to “Mary” by Big Thief a lot when writing this, (which is also found in an episode of The Umbrella Academy and bonus points if you can pick out the lyric! My bby Klaus) and I highly recommend just listening to it in general. I also want to give a big shout out to everyone for giving me the confidence to keep going, I love you guys!

The Mandalorian’s Love Series

“We’ll be okay.”

“We will… we will.”

Din knew this day was bound to come. It was supposed to be a job between him and the new gunslinger; Y/N wasn’t ready to fully commit to something this dangerous, he’d let her do small jobs with him, kill a few people if they had to. But not something as dangerous as what they were in for.

…

Y/N was just starting to get used to the explosions. She had been traveling with Din for almost a year now, and at first she was very overwhelmed with the fast pace of the Mandalorian’s life and the action that came with it.

“Nice one liner,” Y/N teased as Din helped her turn the controls back on in the Razor Crest.

He half sighed half chuckled. “Thanks.”

Checking on the giggling baby, she sat back down in her seat with a grin.

…

“Are you sure it’s okay to leave him here?”

Y/N watched as Din tucked in the sleeping Child in his quarters, his hands brushing over him with such a gentle touch that she almost jumped him right then and there.

“He’s asleep.” Was all he said before walking down the ramp.

She contemplated arguing with him, but there was what seemed to be a very nice lady here working on the ship. They wouldn’t be gone long anyway. Still, she felt like an irresponsible parent as she followed after him.

“We won’t be gone long,” she heard him say to Peli Motto. “No one goes into the ship. And no droids.”

Motto scoffed. “Okay okay. No droids. Probably take a little longer then.”

“That’s fine. We’ll be back with your payment.”

Y/N once asked him about his hatred for droids, to which he barely gave her an answer for and left it at that. She knew it was a touchy subject and that it went deep into his roots, but she would wait until he was ready to tell her. Until then, she would just agree to his ‘no droids’ terms.

Tatooine wasn’t such a bad place as Y/N almost expected it to be. The cantina was nicer than most, calmer as well. But she was worried there wouldn’t be much work in that.

“I can help,” a young man said once he heard the Mandalorian ask for a job.

Now Y/N wasn’t so sure of him. He seemed too cocky and arrogant; not that that was a crime, but it was also very dangerous in their line of work. But Din thought he ought to hear what the man had to say anyway.

The young gunslinger, whom they learned was Toro Calican, was an excited hunter, eager to have his name whispered among the best of the best. Din seemed iffy with him as well, but they needed the money for Motto and it was worth a shot. Plus, the kid just wanted to join the guild.

“You don’t understand, Y/N,” Din argued as they were walking back to the ship. “Fennec Shand is dangerous, I mean more dangerous than I am. I can’t risk with it, especially not with the Child.”

Y/N was getting annoyed and Din could clearly see it as she put her hands on her hip; she could be very stubborn when she wanted to be.

“So? I’ve done plenty of dangerous things with you and I’m still here. Besides, you could use all the help you can get, and to be honest, I’m not so sure about your new partner there.”

He let out a frustrated sigh. “I know. And I trust you, I know what you’re capable of. But the answer is still no. Go back to the ship and stay with the baby. If I don’t come back by tomorrow, leave. Take whatever can and just go. Please.”

She’d never heard him beg her like this over a bounty. This Shand assassin must have really been a big deal, and it scared her too. She knew Din was more than capable of handling himself, and hell he had been doing his job just fine on his own. She hated this type of fear. She hated the anxiety and pain that came with it. It could literally kill her.

Y/N sighed heavily through her nose; the repair dock was in view now. “Okay.”

The first thing they did was go into the ship to check on the Child. When they found only his blanket, Din and Y/N went into automatic panic mode, Y/N being faster than the Mandalorian when rushing out of the ship.

“Where is he?” The Mandalorian growled at the droids as Y/N started for the shop.

“Ah I’m awake! I’m awake!”

Y/N turned towards the source, finding both Motto and the baby startled out of a nap. Y/N made a noise of relief, waiting for Motto to come towards them; she needed to calm the pounding of her heart.

“You woke the little guy up,” Motto complained as the baby made noises of displeasure.

“Both of you ought to be ashamed of yourselves, leaving this little one on the ship by himself. Don’t you know how to be parents?”

Y/N opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Din was in shock as well, looking back and forth between the woman and the Child in her arms.

“Thank you,” Din finally said, his voice cracking with gratitude. Y/N nodded after, smiling in gratitude as well.

“I’m going to leave for the money. Y/N is going to stay here with the Child.”

Motto looked back and forth between them, sensing a suspicious but, to Y/N’s relief, keeping her mouth shut.

“Alright.”

Y/N always worried when Din went on a job by himself or without her. Sometimes, as horrible as it sounds, she would think about what would happen if Din did die; she knew he would want her to move on, to take care and protect the baby and just be happy. But she had her doubts about herself; she’d be damaged beyond repair if she lost him.

“You look like you could use a little drink.”

Y/N jumped out of her thoughts, looking up at the woman from her chair. They had gotten down with the repairs not that long ago, watching as night fell and everything became quiet.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Y/N chuckled.

“Sure it is,” Motto scoffed. “I’m sure you could use a little break, between that adorable baby and that Mandalorian.”

She couldn’t help but laugh at that. Y/N Y/L/N and her Boys.

“So what exactly is the deal with you two?” Motto asked after a few drinks.

Y/N wasn’t drunk, but she sure did feel a little buzzed. Buzzed enough to move a little slower than usual, and blab and blab away, but not drunk.

“Well,” she drawled. “I lived on my planet without ever leaving it for all my life really until he showed up; like my knight in shining armor! He came through, let me join him to watch over the kid, and here we are!”

Motto giggled with her. “That’s it? C’mon you gotta have more than that. I can see how in love with you are with the man, though I honestly can’t see why. I mean the man can’t even take off his helmet!”

Y/N chuckled, taking a small sip of her drink. She looked next to her at the sleeping baby, smiling softly in thought.

“I know it’s kinda hard to believe,” she spoke finally, keeping the soft tune of the atmosphere. “But when you get to know him you’ll see why; he’s got such a big heart, even if he doesn’t show it right away. I’ve heard some stories of his past before, and he’s changed so much from the man he used to be. It’s a sight to see honestly.”

Motto listened to every word, seeing the Mandalorian now in a whole new light.

“And the kid?”

“That’s a complicated one,” Y/N sighed. “We don’t know much about it really. But I do know that there are a lot of bad people out there looking for him. And they want to do him harm, and we will stop at nothing until we make sure he’s safe.”

Peli smiled thoughtfully at her. “I think you two still have some things to learn about taking care of a child, but I also think you two do love him very much, and I know you will do your best with him.”

Y/N wanted to hug the woman and was about to until that arrogant voice disturbed their peace.

“Alright ladies,” he said, making them both jump; Y/N in a protective and defensive stance while Peli stood in confusion. His blaster was aimed at the Child, making Y/N’s heart do jumping jacks. This wasn’t good at all.

“Where is he?” Y/N demanded, jumping to the worst conclusion, her hand already coming to rest on her blaster. He caught on to this and smirked.

“You don’t have to worry about that sweetness, he’s coming,” Calican teased. “Now you ladies cooperate and do as I say, then the kid lives. Understand?”

Y/N and Peli had no choice but to nod. Calican quickly patted them both down - taking her weapons from her carefully, the gun never shaking in his grasp - and picked up the kid, who immediately started squirming in his grasp; Y/N had to clench her fists to prevent any altercations.

They waited just outside the Razor Crest for the Mandalorian. Y/N wished she hadn’t drank. She didn’t want to risk the Child’s life, especially when the gunslinger kept his eyes specifically on her, watching her every move with a careful eye. She could’ve cried in relief when she heard his voice, worried that the man was lying and was just pulling a sick game on them.

The Mandalorian checked over Y/N, who was only a few feet from him. Once he was satisfied she wasn’t injured, the helmet turned towards the man, who was now aiming his gun at him, the Child still in his arms.

“Mandalorian,” Calican finally said. “Nice to see you finally showed up. Heard all about your little spew with the Guild. Figured I’d finally get accepted when they find out I got the Mandalorian with the target. Maybe a bonus for the woman too.”

Din tensed at this, clutching the blaster in his fist.

“Now throw your blaster away and put your hands behind your head,” Calican ordered.

The Mandalorian obeyed, putting his hands up slowly as Calican handed Peli a pair of handcuffs. Y/N’s arms were getting tired from having them up, and she hoped Din was coming up with a plan just as she was. She saw Peli whisper something to him from behind, and then there was a whizzing sound before the sparks and smoke erupted. Y/N tried to move fast enough, she really did. But the gunslinger was faster in surprise, firing off a few shots. She felt the graze of one on her side, just below her ribs. She cried out, clutching her side with one hand and pulling it away to find dark red blood. She heard another shot, turning in time to see the gunslinger go down.

“Where is the little guy?” She heard Motto ask.

Y/N’s head started swimming, her vision going blurry as she searched for Din. She didn’t see nor hear him rushing towards her, calling out her name as he did.

“It’s just a graze,” she immediately said.

“Y/N, I need to see it,” Din panicked, gently pulling at the hand clutching at the shot. “Please!”

She let him remove her hand and heard him suck in a breath. It was deep, and she was already starting to lose blood. Din was happy that he had the helmet to conceal the tears already threatening to flow.

“Is she okay?” They heard Peli ask, the Child in her arms.

“She’s been hit. Badly. I need to get it treated.”

Din sat Y/N down at the end of the ramp, running into the ship to get their kit. There were a few around stashed around the ship for emergencies, Y/N’s doing of adding more. She tried focusing on her breathing and on calming the baby down, not wanting to scare it. He was reaching for her, babbling and squinting his eyes as he reached.

“I’m okay,” her voice was hoarse, but, to her surprise, it was incredibly steady.

“You are,” Motto confirmed. “We all know he ain’t gonna let you go that easily.”

If Y/N didn’t just get shot, she would have laughed at her attempt to lighten the mood. The Mandalorian came running back out, kneeling down in front of her and helping her gently move her shirt up, spraying becta spray onto the wound. It felt odd but pleasing all the same as it started to heal. He finished with a gel – she couldn’t tell what it was – and a gauze wrap.

“See? I’m alright.” Y/N tried assuring Din. She could sense his anger and disappointment eating at him, coaxing him into silence as he finished his work and stood up.

He took Calican’s pouch, handing it to her as they traded.

“Thank you.” He said.

Motto looked back at Y/N, who gave a tired thumbs up. “Yeah. It was no problem. Took longer because ‘no droids’. But it looks like everything worked out okay.”

The Mandalorian wanted to make a comment at that but refrained from doing so. Instead he nodded and went to help Y/N on her feet. She waved a goodbye to the kind woman before the ramp closed.

There was tension in the stagnant air, no doubt about that. He didn’t say a word to her as he sent the ship into hyperspace, the baby in his seat next to the pilots.

“You need to rest,” he finally said. His voice was hard, and she almost flinched at the tone; he had never used it with her.

She wanted to protest, but she was tired, and figured they would talk later once they all calmed down.

“Okay. You need to rest too though, Din.”

“I will.”

Silence. Y/N hated when they fought or had any small argument. She was always afraid that it’d be too much, too much for both of them; she had seen it happen many times beforehand on her home planet. She had faith in him, and knew that he was better than that, but just like him, the doubts and fears would start to eat her alive. She didn’t think she’d be able to sleep right away, but as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out.

The Mandalorian let out a shaky sigh, finally breaking down. It wasn’t supposed to happen. She was never supposed to get hurt. He wasn’t stupid and neither was she, they knew the risks of her joining him and hell even being near the Child. But to see it happen, to know – or feel – that a part of it was his fault; it was absolutely killing him. He didn’t want to take his anger out on her, especially at her delicate state right now.

…

Y/N woke up feeling worn out but better. Her eyes woke up to a sleeping baby next to her, wrapped up in his blue blanket. She ran the tip of her pointer finger down his little nose and over the gray hair before quietly moving out of the cot, tip toeing as to not wake him up. She went into the refresher, running her hands down her face; the dark circles under her eyes were more prominent but it didn’t feel as it looked. Lifting her shirt up, she inspected the now healed shot, tracing the scar idly as she thought back to that moment. She washed up, checking on the baby before beginning her search for her Mandalorian. She eventually found him in the bottom, cleaning some of his weapons. His body was still just as tense as before.

His body visibly tensed when he heard her walking towards him. Y/N sighed at the sight, running her hand through her Y/H/C hair.

“It wasn’t your fault,” she started. Her voice was a little croaked but was strong with conviction. “I just didn’t move fast enough, that’s it, okay? Nothing to blame yourself over.”

“I think it’s time for you to go back home.”

Y/N’s heart stopped. She felt all color drain from her body, felt the air rush out of her as if she had just gotten punched in the gut. She thought the room was starting to spin as well, that her soul was leaving her body as to escape the harsh reality. This couldn’t be happening.

“W-what?” She stuttered, voice already shaking. “Why? Why would I do that?”

She could see him clench his fist, hear the strain in his voice as he spoke.

“Because this is beginning to be too much. I’m sorry, Y/N. I take full credit and blame for… for everything.”

She started to shake her head at him, anger now building up in her.

“No,” she growled. “No you can’t do this to me. You can’t after… after everything we’ve been through! You can’t just make it out like everything is practically perfect between us and then just throw me away when something goes wrong! It’s not right!”

She couldn’t stop, tears building up behind her throat. “It was just one guy, one mistake and we’re fine.”

He huffed out a dry chuckle, slamming his weapon down on the table but aggressively turning around.

“I’m the one who trusted the man, even when you didn’t. I should’ve listened to you and I didn’t and it could’ve costed your life.”

“It was just a graze -.”

“- I let you leave your home when I should’ve told you to stay, find someone better for you that wouldn’t put your life in constant danger. How else am I supposed to feel?”

“It could happen anytime, Din. And I knew that before stepping foot into your ship. I knew it when I always dreamed about leaving and traveling. That’s just life! And I have never been more alive since I’ve met you, and nothing, and I do mean nothing, would ever change my mind.”

Din stood up then, towering over her fuming. “It’s not enough. It’s not enough because I can’t live without you. Don’t you see that? Yesterday it was a graze, but if what if next time it’s shot to the head, or a knife in the heart? I can’t stand the idea of you getting hurt or worse. Of having to explain to the baby on why you’re not with us anymore. I’m-.”

He was finally breaking down, unable to hold it in any longer. Y/N was clinging to every word, mouth agape and tears gathering behind her eyes.

“I’m not ready to lose you,” he finally whispered. The modulator was known for its craft of concealing his voice, but this, this was so much. She could hear and feel the emotions rolling off him, each pressing second revealing carefully hidden revelations.

She hugged him, and despite all the armor he wore on his person, she could feel him trembling in her arms, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“I know,” she said, trying to control her quivering voice. “Trust me Din, I feel the exact same way about you. And I understand why you’re scared and angry, I would be too. It was a close call but-,”

She placed his hand on her chest, his gloved hand resting over her beating heart. “I’m still here. Alive. We have that now, we have another day. And yeah, any day could be our last together, but I’m not leaving without a fight. You’re stuck with me,” she tried to tease lightly, to ease some of the pressure and anxiety off his shoulders.

After a moment he unwrapped himself from her and grabbed her hand, leading her into another small quarter with a smaller cot, but it was good enough; they didn’t need the space. He turned off the lights as he led her to the cot, Y/N only being able to see his shadowy figure; she started to breathe heavily from all of the overwhelming emotions hitting her all at once. She suspected the same thing was happening to him based on his sporadic movements as he started at his armor.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered gruffly. A pool of arousal flooded between her legs at the command and immediately got to work.

Din pounced on her as soon as he was undressed – it was the fastest she had ever seen him unclothe – she had barely taken off her pants before he attacked her lips with his, teeth clashing as he used his body to push her downs. She could already feel his hard length rub against her stomach, a bead of pre- cum trailing up and down her stomach as he did so. She moaned into the kiss and gasped when he practically ripped the rest of her clothes off, allowing him to ease his tongue to dance with hers. His lips traveled down her neck, biting down harshly at her sweet spot, causing Y/N to moan loudly and arch her back into him. He groaned as he moved down, biting down at her chest as well and her breasts; he took her nipple into her mouth, nipping gently at it as she ran her fingers through his soft, wavy hair. He kissed all the way down to her dripping and aching heat.

“Please,” Y/N begged sweetly, breathlessly. “That can wait until later. I need you now.”

Normally the Mandalorian would argue, but he was eager to obey, chasing her lips and wrapping her up in his arms tightly.

Y/N could feel every emotion and message through every kiss, every touch on her skin. Soft kisses that said I cherish you. Longing kisses that said I missed you, I will always miss you. Heated kisses that said I need you I want you. It was easy for her to abandoned herself to the kisses, the meanings behind them. She clung onto his back as he slid easily into her, him gasping into her mouth as she struggled to keep her eyes open, staring into the dark figure.

I love you I love you I love you.

Din didn’t need to tell her, she felt it with every shift of his hips, with every kiss he laid on her. With the way he held her, as if he was afraid she was going to disappear. The way he seemed to be struggling to keep his composure, forehead refusing to leave hers as their breaths intertwined. His body was shaking with all the overwhelming senses, and she thought herself she was going to implode from his love; it was as hot as fire, as soft as feathers, as sweet as dessert.

“I love you,” Y/N groaned into his ear. “Stars I love you, Din. So much.”

She was close to tears from her admission and from the pleasure itself. She felt him shudder at her declaration and pushed into her faster, Y/N unable to keep her noises of pleasure at bay. His hand – which was sure to leave a bruise on her hip – travelled down to her thigh to hike her leg up higher around his waist, allowing him to hit at a deeper spot, making her see white behind her lids.

“Oh!” She gasped as he went harder, his grunts bringing her closer and closer to her release.

A hand wrapped itself tightly in her hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to reign himself in as he, too, was getting closer.

“One day I’ll tell you everything,” he said breathlessly. “I’ll tell you fucking everything. I’ll tell you how you’re the fucking best thing that has ever happened to me. How you’re too good for this world, about how you deserve – shit – the entire world. I’ll tell you about how badly I want to show you everything I am, to take off my helmet and be done with the creed. How it eats me up when I can’t give you everything you fucking deserve.”

She didn’t want him to stop, his words only fueling her love and desire for him. He brought his hand down between them, rubbing her clit. She let out a chocked gasp, nails racking down his hardened back.

“I’ll tell you all of this and more more thoroughly, on a day when there’s no danger, no monsters around. When you can finally see me. When my heart won’t play hide and seek with yours. I have to believe that we can have that because you believe it. I will never stop fighting for you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

Gods this was too much. Her velvety walls clenched around his cock, stuttering around it as they both moaned through their releases. He didn’t make any moves of disconnecting his body from hers and she was content with that. She rubbed her hand up and down his sweaty back as they caught their breaths, their chests moving up and down in sync. Tears did then fall from her eyes, but they were happy ones.

Finally Din moved his head from the crook of her neck, cupping her cheek and kissed her. His lips were slightly chapped still but softer this time. She made a noise of discomfort when he slowly pulled out of her, him giving her thigh an apologetic tap as he went to gather a wet cloth to clean them up with. She was expecting him to get dressed after, but instead he laid down next to her, pulling her body into his, arms wrapped around each other with the tips of their noses pressed together.

Y/N still couldn’t see his face in the dark room, but she felt as though she had already seen all of him. She didn’t need to see his face to love him, to know that their love was real and true. She smiled at the thought and buried her head in his chest as she slowly fell back asleep to his hand running through her hair.

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myriadimagines · 4 years

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Hey could I get an umbrella academy ship drabble with “You are so perfect.”I'm a non binary bisexual.I wear Hawaiian shirts most of the time, but sometimes I like to wear sweaters. I have a slight obsession with candles.I'm a little chubby and very insecure. Im very shy and anxious but I have a huge swearing problem. I'm shy when you first meet me but after a while I'm a goofy and witty person.I love the 80's decade and that is what I base most of my style on.I love going to the drive in theater

Characters: Reader x Klaus Hargreeves

Warnings: mentions of death

Prompt: 48. “You are so perfect.”

Word Count: 303

A/N: i thought about vanya and also very strongly considered ben but for some reason decided to go with klaus. i hope you like it!!

NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!

“You want me to do what?”

Klaus lets out a dramatic sigh, waving his hand as he responds, “We’ll only have to be there for an hour, tops, then we’ll blow that joint. It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Klaus,” you frown, eyebrows furrowing. “It is a big deal. It’s your father’s funeral, and I’m going to have to meet your family for the first time.”

Klaus raises an eyebrow at you. “And?”

“And?” you splutter, immediately springing to action as you rush around the room, desperately trying to put together a funeral appropriate outfit. “Jesus, Klaus—”

“y/n, don’t worry about it.” Klaus laughs, getting up from your bed as he makes his way over to you. He places his hands on your shoulders, continuing, “The old man probably isn’t even dead. I bet it’s some elaborate scheme he’s plotting to bring us all together. As for my siblings, well, there’s really not much there to worry about on that front.”

You shoot him a look, clearly frustrated at his lack of seriousness towards the situation. Klaus rolls his eyes, letting go of your shoulders, and he groans, “Fine, guess I’ll have to attend by myself.”

You pull a dark sweater over your head, pressing your lips together as Klaus pouts at you. You shoot him a look, before telling him, “I’m going with you, Klaus.”

Klaus excitedly claps his hands together, and you can’t help but smile as he leans forward to plant a dramatic kiss to the top of your head. Cupping your face in his hands, he tells you, “You are so perfect.”

You shake your head at him, but your smile widens as you lean forward to kiss him. Raising your eyebrows at him as you pull away, you say, “Come on, let’s get this over with.”

#tua imagine #klaus hargreeves imagine #tua #tua drabble #klaus hargreeves #klaus hargreeves drabble #imagine #imagines #reader insert #drabble #drabbles #9k celebration #anonymous

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xxwritemeastoryxx · 4 years

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Painted Souls Part 4

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader, several other ships throughout this series.

Word Count: 2.4K

Warnings: My lack of knowledge in law (I looked up as much as I could!), but besides that, nothing I can think of.

Author’s Note: Welcome to the next part! I know a lot of you guys have been waiting for this one. I apologize for the wait on that! But here it is! One of the reasons why I hadn’t updated this one is because I wasn’t sure where I saw this one going. My original idea didn’t include an end. But thankfully now it has a course and I can’t wait for you guys to see what I’ve got planned. Thank you guys for reading! ♥♥♥

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"Does she do that often?" Klaus asked as he watched Y/N bite on the nail of her thumb and paced the open space of their dorm.

Caroline's head tilted as she watched Y/N. "No this is new. She usually paints when she's freaking out. This, I've never seen before."

"Come on, Y/N found out so much last night. I wouldn't expect anything less." Elena said as she plopped down on her bed.

"Can we stop speaking as if I'm not here?" Y/N asked as she looked at the others. She hadn't stopped pacing though. Her mind was reeling and she wasn't sure how to process it. Everything played on an endless loop and it just wouldn't stop.

"Your brother?!" Y/N asked with wide eyes as she looked at Klaus.

Destiny had a strange way of doing this. It took Caroline meeting Klaus in person for her to even learn anything about her soulmate.

"Here I'll prove it to you." He said as he pulled out his phone and began typing away. As soon as he placed it on the table for them to read the message, the girls and Marcel leaned in quickly to take a look.

So Katherine tried giving you her number again

Instinctively, Y/N looked at her palm. It was the very name that had been written on her palm along with the number. Was it really that small of a world?

The sound of the phone vibrating on the table pulled her eyes back to the phone, her eyes scanning over the message just as the others did.

How do you know that? I thought you were in Richmond.

Klaus smirked at the message. "Does he know about your showing?" He asked looking at Y/N.

She nodded her head slowly. "He said that he wouldn't miss it. That is what he signed with E."

He nodded as he picked up the phone and quickly typed out a few more messages before putting it down, allowing the others to see it.

Because I watched as Katherine's name and number appeared on a new friend of mine.

A lovely artist who is excited about her showing at Richmond Gallery Next week and that you'll be attending.

Y/N's heartbeat picked up at reading the messages. While only seconds had passed since the messages had been sent, she was anxious to see whatever the next message would be.

After a minute, the new text appeared on the screen.

You are with her?

Caroline chuckled. "He seems a bit skeptical about it."

"I don't blame him." Marcel said. "Especially with what happened with his ex, even I'd- ouch."

Klaus rolled his eyes. He had smacked the back of Marcel's head. That wasn't exactly something that Y/N needed to hear at that moment. He turned his attention back to Y/N who had been biting down on her bottom lip.

"May I?" He asked as he reached for her hand.

Y/N raised her eyebrow, but lifted her hand up for Klaus to take. Klaus took her hand and turned it over. As he did, he pulled the pen out of Marcel's shirt pocket and began drawing on Y/N's wrist.

"Love, can you text him back and tell him to check his wrist." He said to Caroline while never taking his eyes off what he was doing.

Y/N watched as she quickly typed out the message before placing it back down. Her eyes moved back to the drawing Klaus had been doing. It was something she knew she had never seen before in her life. But for some reason that she couldn't explain, it had felt familiar.

"What is that?" She asked.

Klaus looked up at her for a moment with a grin. "It's our family's crest."

“Are you alright, Y/N?” Elena asked watching as Y/N shook her head to try and remove the memory from being at the front of her runaway thoughts.

“Yeah.” She said with a sigh. “I'm just nervous."

"He asked you out to dinner, not to elope." Caroline noted as if it had been no big deal.

"Coming from someone who has had constant contact with your soulmate.” Y/N said shaking her head before giving Klaus a small smile. “I get that we have just met and that he is your brother, but my head is spinning in a way I didn’t think possible.”

Even after the initial shock of the night before, It seemed that Elijah was now making the effort to get to know her. There were a few questions here and there on her skin that she’d happily answer. At least that was until she had fallen asleep and woke up with his number on her wrist.

At first she was hesitant to text him. After all that time of wondering who was on the other side of the connection, she finally knew. But there she was with her thumbs hovering over the keyboard to her phone as she debated on what she should say.

It took her almost an hour to even type out her message. A simple one of stating that it was even her. From there the messages had quickly picked up. Most of it carrying on from their conversation the night before. At least that was until Elijah had told her he needed to attend a series of meetings at work, but would love to meet her for dinner tomorrow night.

It’s been two hours and she still hasn’t responded to the message. Anxiety was filling her with every passing minute and she didn’t know how to respond. Her roommates and Klaus had come back with breakfast and found Y/N just as she was.

“I don’t blame you. My brother has had a rough go of things.” Klaus noted. “Though he is an idiot for taking this long to actually speak with you. My sisters must be having a field day."

"I take it your sisters have been pushing him to this?" There was worry in Y/N's words. The thoughts that followed the simple question had played through her head like a never ending parade.

What if he didn't really want to do this? What if he had only been doing this to please his siblings? What if she wasn't what he wanted or needed for that matter?

"Elijah doesn't do anything he doesn't want to. You have nothing to worry about." Klaus said, hoping to ease Y/N in some way. He could practically see the runaway train.

"Look, Y/N." Elena said as she got up from her seat and walked over to her. "You two are meant to be together. Tomorrow night will be good for the both of you. It doesn't hurt to have one dinner date.

“Elena’s right.” Caroline added. “From what Klaus has told me, you both need this. And it wouldn’t hurt to get to know the man before your Gallery showing.”

Y/N nodded and took a deep breath trying to calm herself a little more. "You guys are right.”

She knew that if she had put it off any longer it would make her go crazy on the night of the showing. If she had met and gotten to know Elijah before then it would make for a night for them to enjoy. Not a night of possible awkward conversation in order to get to know each other.

Without any other thought to make her back out, she pulled out her phone and sent Elijah a quick text.

I’d love that. Anywhere specific in mind?

_________

“I thought we were done with meetings for the day. “Finn said as he sat down in his normal chair in the conference room. Elijah sat on the left of Finn while Freya had been standing off to the side.

“Apparently our father would like for us to take on a new case.” Freya clarified as she handed a copy of the file to each of her brothers. “It’s nowhere in our normal practice, but we’ve all handled a case or two like this.

As Elijah opened the file, his eyes widened as he took in the information. “Please tell me you’re joking.” He said as he looked up at his sister.

“Afraid not.” She replied with a shrug.

“Lucien Castle.” Finn said as he read from the file. “That’s one hell of a crime he is being convicted of.”

“It wouldn’t be an easy task, but we may be able to pull it off.” Elijah said as his eyes continued to scan over the file. “There is a lack of evidence in several spaces. We might be able to turn this in our favor.”

“There is another thing I should mention before you get completely excited about this being a possible win for us.” Freya said as she looked between the two. She sighed softly as she sat on the table across from them. “The District Attorney is Greta Sienna.”

Finn tossed the file on the table and leaned back in his seat. “I do hope the both of you don’t have plans for later this evening. If Greta is the DA, there is a lot of work we’ll have on our hands. She won’t take this lightly and if our father is asking us to take this on, it’s not just business, this is personal.”

“I’ll make some calls and get everything we need.” Freya said as she stood up and moved to leave the room.

At that second, Elijah’s phone went off with a text message. A small smile pulled on his lips at the sight of the name on the screen. He hadn't even seen the message yet.

I'd love that. Anywhere specific in mind?

Elijah would have hardly believed it himself if he hadn't felt the way his heart sped up at the words. While he and Y/N had been texting for quite a while and he had been enjoying the conversation, he had been skeptical about how this was going to go.

But reading the message had made the stress of the day fade so easily. His thumb hovered over the keyboard for a moment before typing out his message.

I may have somewhere in mind. Though you won’t know until we get there.

"I do believe that is the first time I've seen you grin like that while texting in a while." Finn said as he observed his brother. "I take it you've been speaking with Y/N."

It had been a while since Finn, or any of the other siblings, had seen Elijah smile as he had been at that moment. After Celeste left Elijah, Finn and the rest of his siblings had tried as much as they could to cheer up Elijah. But as Finn had expected after a break up such as what Elijah had experienced, he just wanted to be left alone and not for his siblings to mettle as they had been.

Elijah chuckled and placed the phone down. “It’s strange. I’ve been fighting this for so long. I didn’t expect it to be so...easy.”

A small smirk pulled at Finn’s lips. “If I’m not mistaken, the point of the universe giving us a soulmate is to give us the best chance we have at love.”

Elijah rolled his eyes. He had heard that exact saying from his mother his whole life. The whole Mikaelson clan had heard their mother talk about how their soulmate connection worked. How they’d be able to find them easily, but it would be a lot of work in getting to know them and keeping them in their life.

Having Celeste in his life had clouded that from him. He truly believed that even though he had a soulmate out there in the world that he and Celeste would be able to make things work. Plenty of people had lived their life without ever meeting their soulmate. They loved someone else and things had worked out. Elijah had hoped that would be the case for them. But he had been proven wrong.

“How is Sage?” Elijah asked, attempting to change the subject.

“She’s wonderful.” Finn said with a grin growing on his lips. “Even though the honeymoon has been over, it definitely doesn’t feel that way. She was definitely worth the wait.”

Elijah’s phone went off again and he had been quick to reach for it. It caused Finn to chuckle at the sight. “Say another word and I’ll leave you and Freya to do all the preliminary work.” Finn put his hands up in surrender before going back to the file in front of him.

How is that fair?!

Again the message had brought the smile back to his face. At least that was until the next message came in.

Klaus said if you hate surprises you shouldn’t torment me with one.

It had actually made Elijah wonder why Klaus was still around Y/N. Had Caroline and Y/N been that attached to the hip that his brother would be feeding her unnecessary things?

If my brother knows what’s good for him, he’ll keep things to himself. Wouldn’t want me to spill secrets to Caroline.

There had been an instant reply.

Oh, do tell. Caroline would love all the secrets.

I’ll take the surprise and I’ll be fine. Can I at least know how to dress?

He thought for a moment. He hadn’t even really thought of where he wanted to take her for dinner yet. He had a few places in mind, but he hadn’t picked where just yet. There were several restaurants that passed his mind in that second. But none of them had felt right.

At least that was until another place came into mind. He quickly typed out his message. Just as he hit send, Freya came back in with a stack of files and placed them on the table.

“This isn’t even half of it.” She mentioned as she spread them out.

“We really are going to be here all night.” Elijah said as he ran his hand down his face.

With that, the siblings began the process of going through the police reports and other things to find a way to ensure they could do their best to prove Lucien’s innocence and go up against their least favorite person, who was making the case against them.

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