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injured-stew · 4 hours ago
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I'm rewatching Umbrella Acadmey and I just finished episode 2 season 1.
It's so sad when you really think about it, 5 found his siblings bodies dead, their grown-up bodies. The first time he ever saw his siblings all grown up, was dead.
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captain-valkyrie · 16 hours ago
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for His Partner
"Go to bed, Y/N." Five said, leaning against your desk.
"It's only two lines..." you murmured and yawned, half asleep.
"It's a whole paragraph. Finish it in the morning!" He said, unperturbed.
"Alright, alright!" You closed your laptop, shut the lights and went to bed.
The next morning, you woke up extra early to finish up your work. When you saw that it was already typed up, you looked towards the bed to see the perpetrator, softly snoring, out cold.
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captain-valkyrie · 16 hours ago
Hi can you please do a five imagine where the reader is having a very bad day and five comforts her? Thank you kindly.
You Have a Bad Day Feat. Five Hargreeves
i'm soft. here you go! i did it in headcanon form because i didn't have the energy to write a fic.
-you slammed the door and rushed into the apartment.
-Five poked his head out of the kitchen where he was grabbing a cup of coffee, took one look and shook his head good-naturedly.
-"you okay?" he asked casually, but he really was worried.
-"i'm fine." you said, a little harshly. it was unfair to take it out on him; you knew that.
-Five shrugged, still suspicious, but went back to his coffee nonetheless.
-suddenly, a sob broke from the bedroom.
-he rushed into the room, finding you huddled with your back against the wall, crying your eyes out.
-"y/n? what's wrong?" he asked, scared.
-"i dropped my pen," you said, still crying. Five knew it wasn't that simple thing that made you so distraught, but he knew it must have been the breaking point.
-Five sat down next to you. "hey, it's okay. look, i got it. your pen's here. no harm done. rescue mission was successful," he said, smiling at his own bad attempt at humour. you choked out a laugh.
-"come on, i'll run you a bath. what do you say?" he asked, a little nervous. this was his first time dealing with things like this.
-"yeah. sure." you shrugged and got up.
-"and how about after that, you tell me who made you cry and i'll go pay him a visit, hmm?" Five said playfully.
-you gave him a playful shove. "okay, Casanova. tone it down a little."
-"hey, just taking care of my girl." he said, smiling.
-once you were done with your bath, he handed you a mug.
-you took a sip and made a face. "this isn't coffee."
-Five nodded. "Yeah, it's lavender tea." he scratched the back of his neck. "i read that it helps you relax."
-you smiled. "it's great."
-Five sat down next to you with his own cup of tea. "what happened?" he asked softly.
-you sighed. "I just had a really bad day. you know the drill: stupid co-workers, stuck up bosses, way too much work, way too little pay." you said, rolling your eyes at the last point.
-Five was quiet. and then: "i'm sorry you had to endure that."
-"hey, everyone has bad days."
-"that doesn't mean yours are any less invalid." Five huffed
-you just smiled softly and laid your head on his shoulder.
-"that offer to pay them a visit is still on the table, y'know." Five muttered.
-you laughed. "i don't want to talk about them right now. i want you."
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fivesandknives · a day ago
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What do i want? Five dancebreak in s3. When do i want it!! Now!!
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captain-valkyrie · a day ago
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Bonnie and Clyde [3/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman. Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
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"Sir? The reports just came in." Timothy peeked out from behind the door to the room Detective Howe was currently seated in.
"And?" He asked, taking a drag from his pipe.
"No traces of DNA one the weapon other than Mr. Benson's own, sir."
Howe sighed. "Alright," he announced. "Time to go down a different path. Get me every single file this cursed office has on Lee Benson. I want them on my desk in an hour, Timothy."
"Pardon me, but have we ruled out suicide, sir?"
"Mr. Benson had a history of strokes; one of the symptoms being shaking hands. He wouldn't have been able to get a clean shot. Files, Timothy, now."
"Y-yes, Sir." The nervous boy hurried away.
15 minutes later, Timothy was back.
"Already?" Howe asked, surprised. "That's because there wasn't much, sir." The boy replied, placing one thin manila file on the messy desk. Howe flipped through it.
"Hmm, it doesn't say much....Mr. Benson owed money to an organization called the Commission. The name rings a bell, but a very tinny one indeed..."
After a few minutes of quiet contemplation, the detective turned back to his assistant. "Round up every ounce of information we have on the Allenhurst and Evan cases. Now."
Timothy hastened to obey.
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"Y/N? I'm home!" Five called, as he stepped inside the apartment. Surreptitiously looking at the clock, he cursed. It was 10:56 pm. Mr. Macdonald had not--ah, had not gone quietly. It took a little more time and effort than he would have liked.
She was sitting there, cup of tea in hand and looking out the window at the bleak darkness.
"It's almost 11." Y/N said quietly, so quietly that Five wouldn't have heard it if he were any further. "I know, just--way too many customers today." Five shrugged, like it was nothing. It was nothing. A year of lying had gotten him this far. No way was he about to give it up.
"I'm just worried, Five," Y/N sighed and stood up. "The hours you keep, the off-hand responses...I feel like I'm missing something here."
That knocked the wind out of him.
"No, no, I promise, it's not what you think. I swear. I'd never hurt you." Five said, and this time it wasn't a lie.
"Everything is just a little tight right now, and I have to do this. I have to work late." He continued, swiftly walking up to Y/N and grasping her hand in his.
She didn't even look at him. "I'm having a hard time believing that. You aren't around as much anymore; you barely have time, and I know it's your job, but-I don't wanna have to see you go." She whispered quietly.
"I'm not going to go, I swear." Five whispered back.
Y/N just looked up and nodded.
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@bookwormatheart @meowiemari Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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captain-valkyrie · 2 days ago
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for his Partner
"Hey idiots, I'm leaving. Try to keep the house intact while I'm gone." Five barked at his siblings.
All six turned to look at him, dressed up, hair brushed.
"Where are you going dressed like that?" Allison asked, taking in his outfit.
"None of your business." he smiled mockingly and left.
"10 bucks says he's going on a date with Y/N." Diego called out.
"20 bucks says he's turned his whole act around and is being a gentleman to her." Klaus said. A collective murmur rose from the siblings.
On a completely unrelated subject, a few streets away, a very special person had just been gifted flowers from their broody boyfriend.
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captain-valkyrie · 2 days ago
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Bonnie and Clyde [2/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman.
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
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"That was great, baby." Five hummed as he scrolled down to the last line of the document. You were pacing nervously behind him. Since you had some doubts about your writing, Five had offered to read the excerpt you had written; he always insisted.
"Are you sure?" You asked, biting your lip. "I thought the love triangle was a bit too much."
"No no, it's perfect," he murmured, getting up from your desk chair, kissing your forehead and pulling on his coat. "See you tonight. I love you." You smiled sadly. "Do you have to go?" You asked, wrapping your arms around him. "'Course I do, it'll be busy today." Five replied, leaning into your touch.
He tipped his imaginary hat with a grin, and left.
As soon as he stepped out of the apartment, Five felt his smile drop.
Y/N deserved better. She deserved more than secrets and lies. But she was the only light in his miserable life. He'd do anything to keep her.
Five hated keeping secrets from Y/N. All of it was an act for her. Five wished he didn't have to make it an act, he wished he didn't have to lie to her. He wished he was who he said he was. Sometimes, he wondered how amazing it would be to be who he said he was too.
But he had a debt to pay.
Trudging up the stairs to the butcher shop, he swung open the door and turned right to another worn out one. Knocking three times on it, the door opened.
"Five!" The Handler trilled, smiling mockingly at him. It took all of his energy not to wince. "I thought you'd never show up. Where were you, hmm?"
"None of your business." Five gritted out. The Handler didn't know about his relationship with Y/N, and rightfully so. What he did outside of the Commission was none of her business.
The Handler clicked her tongue. "Oh, but it is my business, Five. You are my employee and it is my target you are eliminating. So it is my business, you see.
"What's his name and what do you want me to use?" Five pressed on, eager to get the conversation away from these waters. The Commission would definitely use Y/N as leverage if they knew. She didn't need that. Five didn't want that.
"There's already a question on the table, and it's not yours." The Handler taunted. "Where were you?"
There was no way to get out of this. "With someone." Five bit.
"A girl?" She smirked.
"If you have to know, yes." Five sighed, agitated. "Now what's his name, and what do you want me to use?"
The Handler smiled dangerously. "Alwin MacDonald, 7, Oakhurst Drive. Poison him and then stab him for good measure."
Five grunted in reply and made to leave.
"What's the hurry? Going home to dear little Y/N tonight?" The Handler chirped.
A clear threat.
"If you touch a hair on her head, I swear-" Five began dangerously, filled with rage.
"Now, now, just keeping things in perspective. Wouldn't want you to get too distracted, would I? Now run along. I want Mr. MacDonald dead by tonight."
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
Ask me if you wanna be tagged!! @bookwormatheart @meowiemari
Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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fivesandknives · 3 days ago
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Heres some more five angst idk
He forgets they're there. Like he literally checks up on them at night, checking pulses and watching them breathe because he's so scared of losing them again.
They hear him calling their name, only to find out hes talking to them already, like he does with delores hes talking to nothing
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captain-valkyrie · 3 days ago
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for His Partner
This is going to be a series. Each one is about a hundred words.
Five looked down at you curled up at his side as the end credits of the movie rolled. It was a rainy Saturday evening, which meant movie night for the both of you.
You were sound asleep, so Five was extra careful to not move. Eventually, he just gave up and stood, slowly laying you across the sofa. Returning to the room with a blanket, he placed it over your sleeping form.
It felt wrong to sleep in the bed while you were on the couch, so he brought a few pillows and a blanket and spread it out on the floor.
It was fine. He wouldn't have been able to sleep in the bed without you anyway.
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captain-valkyrie · 3 days ago
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Hostage
Hii, how are you? Can you pls do a five imagine where he enters the place where the enemy from the umbrella academy lives (the place might be like commission) and he tries to find the enemy's child to take revenge through her or him (kidnapping or something like that, like he always does). and when he enters one of the rooms of the place and finds the y/n, he realizes that the enemy's daughter is just an innocent in the middle of it all, it's not as bad as he thought, then he's a bit awkward to instruct her as a "hostage" lol would be a funny scene, even. you can make a sweeter y/n for this one? I think this personality would make the imagine even funnier and it would make things difficult for five lol
Five and the reader are both 17 here.
"Hey assholes, I'm in." Five gritted through a comm to his siblings. They were all arguing and didn't pay attention to him finally getting into the drug lord's house.
It was absurdly big. He almost rolled his eyes at the extravagance, before reminding himself that he lived in a place quite similar to this one. But that was his father's doing. Not his.
He trudged up the stairs, consulting the map he had drawn the last time he had been here. The Hargreeves siblings were hoping to end the biggest drug dealer in the city's illegal business.
It was Diego who suggested that they take the drug lord's daughter, Y/N, hostage. The man might be a great many things, but he loved his daughter. Five couldn't help but wonder how it was to have a dad that actually cared.
The second floor of Mr. Thompson's house was where his daughter's room was. Quietly opening the door, he stepped inside.
Five was surprised by what he saw. A girl--no more than his own age--was sprawled across the bed, reading a book. She seemed far too calm, and looked way too innocent for her father to be this dangerous of a man.
She was so absorbed in her book that she hadn't heard him coming, until he stepped into her line of vision and waved awkwardly. He cringed at himself immediately. Who says hello to their hostages?
She nonchalantly waved back and went back to her reading. "My father's not here, if you're going to ask."
Five cleared his throat. This girl was how he wished more than half his hostages were: cool, calm, and collected, despite the imminent danger. But that was concerning, really. Where were the tantrums? The crying? The screaming?"
"No, I came to see you, actually. I mean--to take you with me. As my captive," He said, putting on a tough facade.
Y/N rolled her eyes and stood up, somewhat reluctantly. "Alright, alright. I always tell Daddy that this sort of thing happens whenever he leaves, but he never seems to listen. But since you look a little scrawnier than any of my other kidnappers, I suppose I could beat you in a fistfight if I needed to." She said, looking him up and down, just a tad judgingly.
"You've been kidnapped before? That seems like a fun story to tell at parties." He said, walking her out of her room like she was a friend and not his leverage. His every instinct was in fire, telling him to be on his guard. But there was just something about this sweet girl that made his whole mind shut down.
"This is the--" She counted on her fingers--"sixth time, actually. Last two times I escaped before my father even got there. I really did want to indulge the poor thugs who kidnapped me for a while, but they were being so insufferable." Y/N gave him a playful smile.
"Wow. As the daughter of a drug dealer, you've seen some crazy stuff, huh?" Five intoned. Thank god he hadn't underestimated her by how sweet she looked, because he might have been in some trouble.
Y/N made a face. "My dad's business is not something I get myself involved with. He does his own thing, and I do mine, you know?"
Five coughed. "I don't, actually. My dad was never really what you'd call the most loving man in the world."
She looked down. "I'm sorry."
Five shrugged it off. "It's fine. None of us really cared about him anyway."
"Us? You've got siblings?" She asked, pretty E/C eyes wide. "All my life, it's always been just me. Tell me about them!"
She looked so happy that Five decided to indulge her for a while.
About an hour later, she was still curled up across his lap and laughing at Klaus' antics. And he was still staring at the gorgeous smile on her face.
"Aren't I supposed to be your hostage?" She asked playfully. Five grinned back. "I like to make sure my hostages don't get bored. So I tell them crazy stories. Perks of the job, you know."
She smiled softly, and sat up. "All your hostages? Or just me?" She whispered, and Five swore the room became 10 times smaller.
He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Just you," Five whispered back.
Hope you liked it anon, love you! This was so fun to write!
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captain-valkyrie · 4 days ago
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10 Days of Five Being a Total Sweetheart for His Partner
This is going to be a series. Each one is about a hundred words.
"Kill me now." You groaned, flopping down onto the sofa. You had just come home after a long day, and Five was sprawled across the floor as always: Reading a book with soft rock playing in the background.
"The offer is tempting, but it'd be too much paperwork," He sighed, shutting the book and sitting up. "Want to tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing, unless you count shitty co-workers and absurdly long hours." You replied, taking a sip of your water.
Five stared at you for a moment. And then he sighed, somewhat lightheartedly. "Go take a shower. I'll put some coffee on." He ordered, giving you one of his 'do-as-Five-says' looks.
You smiled.
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messiahzzz · 4 days ago
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ok listen. i love number five but i’m always hesitant to look up fan content of him cause there are so many people that have no problem sexualizing a character that is literally played by a minor and, as an adult, that just makes me terribly uncomfortable.
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captain-valkyrie · 5 days ago
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Date Night
Five Hargreeves x Reader
"Do you--maybe-- want to go on a date with me tonight?" Five asked, looking at the floor and scratching his neck.
You gave him a funny look. "Do you have temporary amnesia or something? We've been dating for 2 years."
He gave an exasperated sigh. "No, I'm asking if you'd maybe want to go on a date tonight. Like the cute shit other couples do, like going to restaurants and stuff."
You smiled sightly. "You mean like a date night?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
15 minutes later, you and Five were in his car, waiting at the red light. He seemed a little nervous, you thought. He was jiggling his leg, jumpier than you had ever seen him. Was it the pressure of being around other people?
Screw what other people did.
"Hey," you spoke softly, touching his knee. "We don't have to do this. We can go home if you want."
He shook his head.
"You're not comfortable with this." You stated.
Five couldn't deny that.
"So turn the car around. Let's change into our pajamas and order takeout and look for a true crime documentary to watch. Just like we do every other night." You encouraged. Five immediately felt himself relax at the mention of a date night at home, with you, alone. Just the both of you.
And so he did just that. He turned the car around and drove the both of you back home. Then you pulled out your phone and ordered Indian food and he picked out a documentary while you were waiting for your food to arrive.
He and you ended up falling asleep on the couch. There was this hazy glow of happiness that made it hard for Five to think about anything else other than how at peace he felt that night, but he did vaguely remember thinking about how this was how it ought to be.
Every single night.
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captain-valkyrie · 5 days ago
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It's You I Need Tonight
Five Hargreeves x Reader
It was 1 am, and you were sprawled on your couch watching a documentary. You weren't involved in it very much, because Five was due to come back from a mission soon.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a blue light took your attention away from the TV and to the source of it. Five was standing in your living room, a little beat up, hair messy, and the rare streaks of blood--not his, you hoped--on his face.
He narrowed his eyes at you. "Is that my shirt?"
You smiled slightly. "I must have--ah, misappropriated it. How'd the mission go?"
Five's expression changed to a more solemn one, and you stood up from your position on the couch.
"Not--not bad," He said hesitantly. You put your arms around him.
"It's Vanya. She's-" He sucked in a breath. "Well, she got a little hurt. A lot hurt. "
"Oh." You breathed, your voice small. "You know, it's alright if you want to stay over at the Academy tonight?" You asked. Vanya was Five's favorite sibling. She meant tons to him. You knew that.
He shook his head, almost too fast. "No." He said, voice shaking ever so slightly. "It's--It's you I need tonight."
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captain-valkyrie · 5 days ago
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Bonnie and Clyde - [1/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman.
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
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Number 4, Tolland Drive was a very bleary place.
Detective Howe strolled the driveway before nonchalantly stepping into the house. He took a look of the lawn. It should have been muddy, having rained early this morning, but Mr. Benson's lawn was impeccable.
The door was slightly ajar; the living room in total disarray. Timothy whimpered behind him. "Quiet, lad." Howe growled, looking surreptitiously over his shoulder before taking another step into the kitchen, where Mr. Benson was lying.
Timothy whimpered something incoherent in response.
Howe walked briskly to the grim, motionless figure and crouched down near his head.
"Hmm.. yes, a gun shot to the head indeed. Timothy!" he called, and the boy jumped. "Read the reports of the Allenhurst and the Evan Street cases."
"S-Stab wound by a serrated blade and a butter knife to the brachial artery, respectively, sir."
Howe hummed. "There's no doubt that the perpetrator is the same."
"But the weapons are all different, sir?"
"Precisely."
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"Y/N, I'm home." Five sighed, shutting the door to your shared apartment, and slumping against the door. You got up from your desk chair and stepped out of your room. Your boyfriend was there, alright, looking exhausted as ever. "Rough day, honey?" You soothed, placing a hand on his cheek. "You've got no idea," Five said, looking up at you.
You smiled. The butcher shop where he worked was really very disconcerting; he had told you all about the annoying customers and the smell of raw meat and blood. It was terrible enough to tire out a grown man.
"Want me to put some coffee on? And then I'll show you the scene I wrote today," you said, running your hands across his shoulders in an attempt to relax him.
"That's great! You can show..me..." Five yawned, then groaned. "after I go take a shower."
You shook your head affectionately as you watched him topple into the bathroom.
Much love xxx how's the story so far lol?
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
Ask me if you wanna be tagged!!
Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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