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dicejpg · 8 months
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You should have left a note - {Five Hargreeves x GN!Reader}
Synopsis: Five is ordered to kill his ex-commission partner. He doesn't want to.
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Note: I made this really late at night. I would really appreciate requests for Five :)
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WORD COUNT: 1K
2nd POV:
Five peers down at the paper that bears your name, hands shaky. He was ordered by the Handler--just this morning--to terminate you for immediate extraction.
It’s been a year since you left Five since you left the Commission. He'd been rightfully frustrated since your abrupt departure. He didn't get a note, nor a goodbye. Sure, you two weren’t all that close as partners, but he at least deserved a warning, he thought.
He doesn't know how to feel about the idea of blowing your brains out with his M1935.
You’ve been gone for approximately a year, leaving no trace or hints as to where you may be. But, the Commission finally tracked you down to a small town in New Jersey, 1978.
When he arrives in front of your supposed living quarters, he is taken aback by the rundown apartment complex in front of him. A real shithole. Its bricks are chipped and sun-bleached, presumably from old age. Police sirens and gunshots are audible from a neighborhood away, giving away the unsafeness of the area.
It’s twelve o’ clock at night. Five quietly blinks up to your numbered room. If he remembers correctly from the paper, it's room 395. Third floor, second door to the left.
Your apartment is dark, gloomy. Five does not turn on the lights, not wanting to give away his existence. But, he assumes you’re not home anyways. Your job as a bartender at a rundown restaurant downtown would have you occupied for at least another hour.
He wonders through the confined living space, taking note of a few books scattered on the coffee table, and an unmade bed. There's a small pile of dishes in the sink, a pot and two bowls. There are no picture frames, or wall decor. The room is barren with no personality at all.
Five would not even know that you lived here from the looks of the place.
It smells like you though, he unwillingly notices. He finds it oddly comforting nostalgic.
He’s in the middle of examining some scattered papers on the ground when he hears the jingling of keys outside the door. Along with your whistling.
Five blinks behind a window curtain in no time at all, blood pumping fast. You must have gotten off early.
Your humming becomes more prominent as you enter your living space. The sound of keys being thrown on the kitchen counter makes Five jolt, but he still goes unnoticed.
You make no move to turn on the lights, so Five risks a glance at you.
Your head is blocked by the freezer door, but he notices your disheveled work attire. Some black slacks and an untucked white button down shirt. Your apron hangs on a hook by the door.
When the freezer door is closed, he notices your face. It's the same as when he last saw you, but with sadder eyes and dark eye-bags. His heart sinks, he starts feeling uncharacteristically torn.
He watches you crack open a frozen dinner meal and place it in the microwave. You roll your sleeves up to your elbows while you wait for the food to heat up. Five always thought you had nice, toned forearms. He stares at them, at you.
His eyes are intense, observing as you lean against the counter, stretching and running your fingers through your hair. He feels his stomach knot.
Five was definitely the wrong person for this job. He readys his gun quietly.
You freeze at the almost imperceptible sound of a gun clicking, slowly turning your head in Five's direction. He doesn't see the way your eyebrows furrow because he's fully behind the curtain again.
The microwave beeps quietly, but you make no move to retrieve your dinner.
The sound of footsteps approaching Five's hiding spot makes sweat bead on his forehead. He debates letting himself be caught, but decides against it. Five blinks behind you, aiming his gun.
But you've already kicked the thing out of his hands, fully expecting his maneuver. You tackle him to the ground, gripping his wrists and pinning his legs with yours. Not before kicking the gun far away, under the couch.
"God, of course they sent you, Five." You breathe, glaring down at him in dismay. "The Handler's such a sadistic- I mean, sending my own partner to kill me? Is she kidding?" You ramble is distress, cursing your ex-employer.
Five gazes up at you, swallowing thickly. He fights thoughtlessly against your grasp, but tries nothing else to get loose. He does not want to kill you.
"Let go of me." He warns, feeling fuzzy and not knowing what else to say. His eyes never leave yours.
"Why don't you just blink away? You're fully capable of getting out of this." You accuse, getting close to his face. Your breath tickles his nose. It's minty.
Five hesitates, his eyes fluttering for a moment as he fails to regain his train of thought.
He remains quiet.
"You don't really want to kill me." Your grip on his wrists falters slightly when he doesn't object.
He softly pulls his wrists free, and you let him sit up. But you keep his legs pinned just in case. There is a strangely comfortable silence as you wait for Five to find the words.
"You should have just told me you were going to leave." Five whispers finally. His tone is unreadable. "Or at least left a note."
You look at him with a pained expression. "You're right. I should have." It's something you regretted for months after abandoning him. There is an intake of breath right before you add: "I missed uh- I miss you." You redden, not looking at him.
He exhales with a hidden smile. "Me too."
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parkersbliss · 2 years
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I'm so embarrassed but here it is! 😭 so there's y/n who is addicted to coffee flavored candies but doesn't like drinking coffee. which five finds very confusing. She's always offering five candy but ofc, five answers grumpily like "it's not the same thing as coffee"— and suddenly goes to a part where they kiss (idk how it leads to this omg) and five is absolutely ENAMORED with her lips bcs of all the coffee candy she eats..
is this too much explaining or what.. ANYWAYS THANK YOU FOR THIS I LOVE U LOTS <3
this… this is THE request. thank you for this 🙇‍♀️
Sweet Flavor | F. Hargreeves
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pairing: five hargreeves x fem!reader
wc; 637
warnings: might make you blush lololol
synopsis: five refuses to try your favorite candy, so you make him
a/n: feeding yall today 🙄 you’re welcome! half way through s3 💪 also aged up five ofc!
requests: CLOSED
Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt list 
Five sighs, leaning on the table as you take a seat next to him.
“Really embracing the old man, huh?” You said, referring to his unusual outfit. Instead of the academy uniform, he’d opted for a vest, flannel, and fedora combination. You honestly wondered where he found it.
Five hums. “Yes, I am. It’s called retirement.”
You just laugh at him, unwrapping one of your Werther's caramel coffee candies. Five wrinkles his nose in disgust as you hand one towards him. “Want one?”
“I’d rather save the world again. Naked,” He sassily replied.
“I wouldn’t say that if I were you,” You tease, popping the candy into your mouth and sighing at this sweet-bitter flavor.
“Why don’t you just drink regular coffee?” He asked. “Like a sane person?”
“Because coffee is nasty,” You said, sticking your tongue out at him and displaying the small candy. “These are better.”
“They’re not even close to the same thing,” He grumbled.
You raise a brow at him. “And how would you know? You’ve never had one.”
“Yeah, whatever,” he dismisses, getting up and inspecting the hotel buffet. You follow after him, popping another candy in your mouth.
“So, what are you thinking of doing since you’re retired?”
Five grabs a cup and fills it with coffee. “I don’t know. Traveling? Isn’t that what people do nowadays?”
You scoff, “Yeah, people who don’t look barely eighteen.”
He swats at you, returning to your seats. “I’ll drive.”
He pours some syrup over his pancakes, and you pout. “If you like that much syrup, you’d love the candies just as much.”
“Coffee is supposed to taste bitter, not filled with artificial flavoring.”
“You don’t know till you try.”
“I do know, and I’m telling you now, that is shit,” He points at your mouth with his knife.
You frown, suckling on the candy and its sweet flavor. You were lucky to have found them back in 1963, and now you just kept a handful in your pocket at all times.
“You didn’t like me at first, and now…”
“That’s completely different,” He defends.
You laugh. “Really? Cause you’re a bitter old man, and I’m the sweetest person ever.”
“You are far from the sweetest person ever.”
“That’s not the point, Five,” You huff.
He smiles at you. “Isn’t it, darling?”
“Just try one,” You urged, tossing the wrapped candy at his face. “Please.”
"Try a cup of coffee, and I’ll consider it.”
“I have tried a cup of coffee.”
“When?”
You roll your eyes. “Prior to when we met.”
“Then, I tried your coffee-flavored candy… prior to when we met.”
You glare at Five, and he just smirks, taking a bite of his pancakes.
“Please,” You beg.
“No.”
“But—”
“No.”
“They’re—”
“No.”
“Five.”
“No.”
You click your tongue, still rolling the candy in your mouth when a thought occurs to you. Five notices the mischievous look on your face, and his eyebrows furrow together.
“(Y/N)—”
He’s cut off when you grab the back of his neck and smash your lips together. His hands fly to cup your cheeks as the taste of the candy invades his mouth. And holy shit, he loves it. His lips press harder against yours, almost making you fall off the seat as he chases the flavor.
And then, before you know it, he slips his tongue in and relishes the sweet flavor. His tongue explores every inch of your mouth, trying to seek the sugary treat he so desires. You let out a quiet whine, brain fuzzy at the action. Five groans as you tug on his hair, tongue invading your mouth, and then he pulls back.
You’re stunned, blinking as your lips smack together. And then you notice something missing and gasp.
Five grins, sticking his tongue to display your coffee-flavored caramel proudly on his tongue.
“You little—”
— END —
🏷 five taglist: @clearbasementvoid @halfumbrella @esmedith
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thebearmage · 11 months
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Hi! Could I request an one shot about Five&Wife!Reader set in S3 at the wedding, where Y/N worries about Five's drinking frenzy and takes care of him that night? Ya know, that usual drunk words are honest words, world ending stuff etc. I'm just into fluff right now 😭 Maybe Five and Y/N are mentally and physically the same age and know each other from the apocalypse to make it make sense. I loved In Their Arms! Five deserves love. If it's not something you're interested in to write don't worry💜
Put that down!!
Five Hargreeves x Wife!Reader
Summary: During Slone and Luther's wedding, Five goes all out on his drinking. You, being the responsible one, remain sober to take care of him. It goes as one would expect.
NOTE: I went for a bit more humor and angst here too, hope that's okay. Also, The Reader is a Speedster like The CW's Flash. So you can also time travel.
Also (F/C), for anyone who doesn't know, means Favorite Color.
Five and reader are both 18+
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"Ah, here we go,"
You turn to look and see where Five is going. The alcohol, of course.
"Oh no," You put your face in your hands, "There goes my plans for the night,"
You and Five are happily married. You were once number 8, born with superspeed and the many different abilities that came with it.
When Five ran off that day, you had used your speed to follow him. You both traveled through time, finding it fun before Five got stuck in the future. Your time travel abilities weren't as limited as his, so you could've left. But you hadn't known if you could take Five with you, so you'd stayed. You didn't want him to be alone.
You and Five were happy together. You and Five had a daughter named Delores and lived in an abandoned library. Life was good and simple then.
Then The Handler showed up and swept you both into trauma after trauma. And then, to top it all off, when you both finally went back, you both got stuck in your 18-year-old bodies.
Now, after failing to save the world a third time, you were at Luther and Sloane's wedding watching as your husband went to get drunk.
You were not much of a drinker yourself, you never really liked the taste and HATED it when Five drank. Tonight, however, you'd let it slide, but you knew you'd have your hands full looking after him.
As the night progressed, you watched your husband slowly get more and more drunk.
You had fun though. Everyone dancing together was enjoyable and you had used the (F/C) lightning that came off your body when running to spice up the floor a bit.
You were twirling around in your dress when you heard Five's voice. You watched, trying so hard not to laugh, as his drunk-as-fuck-ass gave a moving speech to Luther.
You liked Five's singing though, you walked up to the stage and joined him. Wrapping an arm around him.
When everyone moved onto the patio, you had gone off to power your nose. So Five had gone out by himself.
When you went to find the group, half of them were gone, including Five.
"Oh no," you mumble, you stop Luther as he starts to walk Sloane inside, "Where's Five?"
Luther chuckles, "Said he was going to the buffet,"
You sigh and superspeed there, looking around. No Five. You growl and continue to run through the hotel. The (F/C) sparks and a strong breeze followed you everywhere you went.
You soon found Five wandering throughout the halls with cereal in his hands. You zip in front of him and smile.
"There you are,"
Five stumbles at the breeze you make but looks up and smiles when he sees you.
"Y/N!!" He jumps up and glomps you. You're so thankful that minor super strength is part of superspeed because if it wasn't, Five would have knocked you over.
"Hey, baby," you whisper, kissing his cheek, "What are we up to, hmm?"
Five blinks heavily a few times, looking at the cereal in his hands before shrugging, "I dunno,"
You laugh and kiss him softly, "Maybe it's time take you to bed,"
Five wriggles his eyebrows and locks his arms around your neck, "Take me to bed, huh?"
You playfully push his face away from yours, "Not like that. That's the LAST thing you need. I mean sleep, mister,"
Five whines, "Nooo, the night is still young!" He throws his arms out dramatically, "and I have plans,"
You raises your eyebrows in mock fear, "Plans?"
"Plans! Yes!" Five slurs poking your chest, "Lots and lots of plans!"
Five then stumbles over to the plant in the corner of the room, you wince as he vomits. Kneeling down next to him, and rubbing his back.
"There, there, sweetie, get it out," you urge, "It's alright,"
“With everything we discussed, it’d be folly to wait,” A voice said. You snap your head around and even Five looks curious.
The white buffalo suite door is cracked open, and you two can see Reginald, “There is no time. I can’t do this without you.”
Both you and Five press against the crack in the door, straining to see who he’s talking to. You use your speed to faze through the door, only for a moment, and see Allison.
“Do we have a deal?”
"Shit," you whisper, gently coaxing Five up, "Come on, baby, we have to go,"
"What why?" Five asked, already forgetting what just happened, "Wh-" then he wobbles "Oh shit,"
Five tips backward into your arms. You weren't prepared this time so his weight sends you both into the elevator. You grunt as you land on the hard floor, with Five completely passed out on top of you.
The doors close and you sigh. You knew Allison was unstable but this...this meant trouble. You look at Five in your lap and smile. Allison will have to wait, you have your husband to take care of.
As the doors slowly open again, you pull Five to his feet and start dragging him down the hall to your room. He wakes up half-way there are starts to protest.
"No! Please! I wanna keep going," he mumbles, you shake your head.
"You're way too drunk to do anything, my love," you say, Five shakes his own head.
"Am not!"
You look at him, "Oh really? Can you look at that clock and tell me what it says,"
"It says 'Five is not fucking drunk'" he turns around, all proud of himself. You only look at him unamused,
"Okay, bed time!"
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
You drag Five to the door and lock the door. He instantly blinks away.
"FIVE!"
You run out to find him running down the hall, cackling.
"You can't catch me!"
"Oh, for the love of!"
You speed up to him, only for him to blink again. You rub your temples.
"Come on, Five. You need sleep and I'm growing tired. Let's go to bed,"
Five, appearing at the end of the hallway, tilts his head in concertation, "Nah,"
"I'll snuggle you," You offer, "Just how you like it,"
"Ooh!" Five seems interested for a moment, then shakes his head, "Nah!"
He's gone once again, causing you to huff. You wounder if it was better for him to just run himself out.
You shake your head, you can't leave him. You run after him.
Soon, the entire hotel is light up with blue and (F/C) lights as you chase Five around the hotel.
You find Five pilling a bunch of mannequins into some machine and pouring soap in.
"No!" You cry, causing him to stop, "Put that down!"
Five beams and holds the soap closer,
"No! Put it down. Put it...down!"
Five pouts and drops the soap, "You're no fun sometimes, Y/N,"
Aaaannnnd there he goes. You decide to just wait it out. The next few hours you run around, following Five but no longer trying to stop his drunken antics.
Before long you find him snuggled up under the radiator in the kitchen. You smile and shake your head fondly before picking him up.
He snuggles your chest as his eyes flutter open, "Y/N?"
"Yes, my love, it's me," You shift him a bit to get a better hold on him, "I'm taking you back to our room,"
He nods and lets his arms dangle under him, "You're so amazing, you know that," he murmurs, "So...so...amazing,"
You laugh, "Thank you, baby,"
Five takes a bit of your dress in his fingers, "Is this the one I bought you?"
"Bought?" You chuckle, "You mean stole, but yes,"
Five sighs happily, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, "You're so pretty," his smile is dreamy, "I love you so much,"
You smile and finally reach the room, you faze in and walk over to the bed, laying Five down.
His body relaxes into the mattress as he sighs in bliss. You slowly help him take off his shoes and vest before helping him change into more comfortable clothes.
"I love you," he mumbles for the 10th time, "I love you so much,"
"I love you too," you smile, quickly changing your own clothes using your speed, Five smiles.
"I love your power," he picks at his nail slightly, "It's so beautiful and powerful,"
You smile, "Yours is too," you lay down next to him, "Now sleep honey, it'll be alright,"
Five hugs you like a koala, arms around your chest, legs around your waist, "I'm so glad I get to spend my final days with you," he mumbles, "I love you,"
You kiss him softly, "I love you too, now rest,"
Five nuzzles into your chest. You smile and run a hand through his hair, listening the the noises of the kugelblitz outside.
"I wouldn't mind trying one last time," you mutter, "You're worth saving, my love,"
Five makes a noise in his sleep and you smile,
"Sweetest of dreams, Number Five," you kiss his head, "I will always be with you,"
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I love writing this one! It was so cute and fluffy! I tired to add some humor but idk how I did. Requests are still open so feel free to send in some more! Also, a part three to Mindless will be out soon so look for that. Thanks again for reading!
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Could you do some Five fluff? literally any sorta of fluff with him please
Sure! I love Five <3
Sleepy Boy (Five Hargreeves x reader)
Warnings: fluffy cuteness overload, soft sleepy Five, Five is kinda grumpy (but then again when is he not)
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Five looked adorable when he was asleep, you decided one day after you'd woken up from your nap to find him curled up beside you. He looked so peaceful; it was almost hard to recognize him without the constant scowl on his face.
You smiled to yourself as you ran your fingers through his soft hair, knowing he didn't let his guard down like this for anyone except you. It felt good to be his safe space; you were the one exception to all the rules he'd made before in the past, specifically designed to keep people out.
You stopped moving as he began to shift towards you, his hands reaching out to grab ahold of your torso as he buried his face into your chest. He mumbled something in his sleep about the probability of ending the apocalypse before making a complaint about something Klaus did the other day.
You let out a small laugh while he stirred, slowly blinking his eyes as he lifted his head up.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, honey," you said, brushing his hair out of his face. "Just something you said in your sleep."
"Hm." He unconsciously leaned into your touch as you began to gently scratch at his scalp with your fingernails. "What did I say?"
"Oh, y'know. Apocalypse stuff. That, and you were complaining about Klaus and something he did."
A sour look crossed his face, causing you to laugh again.
"Idiot," Five muttered.
"Hey, that's not very nice," you gently scolded him.
"I don't care," he huffed. "It's true."
You stopped scratching his head, causing him to let out a low whine. "Five, don't be mean. I don't care whether it's true or not."
He sighed loudly. "Alright, fine. I guess I'm sorry, or whatever."
"Much better," you said, starting to play with his hair again. "See, was that really so difficult?"
"Yes," he mumbled without hesitation before letting out a yawn.
"Aw, you're only grumpy because you woke up from your nap early, aren't you?" You teased.
"No, I'm not," he pouted, reburying his face into your chest.
"I think you are," you persisted, wrapping your free arm around his waist. "Poor baby, not getting enough sleep."
"Shut up," he replied, his voice muffled from his face being pressed against you.
You giggled, kissing him on the forehead as you pulled him close. "My beautiful, sleepy boy," you whispered as you held him.
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Taglist: @anxiously-sad @iloveentrapta @ghot-girl @your-next-daydream
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deceasedream69 · 2 years
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Tired
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We arrived at the hotel, I sat on a couch while the rest of the team discussed about the rooms.
Five seemed pretty tired. He sat next to me, I put my arm around him, my hand on his hair, and started to rub his head, his hair through my fingers was really soft.
- "what are you doing?", He said not moving.
- "you seem tired", I said never taking my eyes off the morons discussing with the old man who gave the keys.
- "I'm not that tired, and I'm not a baby"
- "I never said you were"
Using my powers I got him to slowly lay down, until his head was on my lap.
- "what are you-?"
- "just sleep"
He fell asleep really quick, I didn't even have a chance to use my powers to make him sleep.
- "ok, we have the rooms. Let's go!", Said Klaus turning to the couch.
Both of us were sleeping. Five's head on my lap, my fingers on his hair and my head thrown back.
- "awwww, look at them", said Luther grabbing one key.
- "mhm", said unfazed Allison taking the other key.
*time skip*
- "mmmm", he got up, dropping her hand onto her own lap while he sat up. "Y/n..."
- "mmm?", I said quickly, my neck hurted.
- "did you sleep well?"
- "not really", I rubbed my neck.
- "I'm sorry"
- "you don't have to apologize. I'm glad you finally had some sleep after all you've been through", I said getting up.
- "yeah, it was nice. But I guess it was nicer because I wasn't alone"
- "if you want me to sleep with you tonight just say so", I teased him.
- "I wouldn't complain", he said teasing back.
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gay-dorito-dust · 2 years
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“Cut the bullshit Klaus.”
“What! It’s the honest to god truth, I pinky swore and everything! Does that mean nothing to you!” Klaus whined, lifting up his pinky finger to wave it in your face before you smacked it away with an indignant scoff. “Yeah right.”
Klaus has brought to your attention that his douche of a brother, Ben, has formed a crush on you in recent times, before going on tangents about how he couldn’t look away from you, his eyes widening with awe whenever you stepped into the same room as him before straightening his posture as you cut across his line of sight, leaving behind a lingering trail of your scent. He would then add on how Ben would try to show off subtly to you and even stand closer to you whenever his family called upon yours for a one sided meeting that naturally ended in raised voices and threats of violence.
ludicrous doesn’t even begin to describe what you were feeling when hearing the shit that came from your friends mouth without suspecting that he may have snuck himself a couple of drugs beforehand despite being clear for a long while now besides the occasional self indulgence of a drink. You trusted Klaus but sometimes the things he says aren’t exactly grounded in reality and so you were suspicious to say the least when he started claiming that Ben, the man who’d done nothing but stare daggers into your back and berate your friends to elevate his own ego, had somehow aloud himself the time to grow a crush on you.
“I assure you it’s the truth! Only I could tell when Benarino is in love and you my dear friend are his object of desire.” Klaus said airily as he crept closer to you, throwing an arm over your shoulder and bringing you into his side, “I can see it now. Y/n and Ben sitting in a tree, k.i.s.s.i.n.g-“ you cut off his teasing by shoving him away by bringing your hand to his face. “Nice to know I’m nothing more then an object to him then.” “You know I didn’t mean it like that!” Klaus whined, swatting away your hand from his face to pout at you before becoming serious.
“His eyes literally turn into hearts when he looks at you! He’s only ever looked at you like that whenever you laughed at something stupid being said or when your eyes brighten up with joy whenever we actually act like a proper fucking family for once. He looks at you like that whenever you say something snarky and smart or when you do something really cool and this doesn’t take an idiot to not notice but Ben really and truly can’t get enough of you y/n.” You didn’t say anything afterwards and instead opted to look into Klaus’ green eyes for any indication that the impassioned speech was nothing more then a lie but all you could find was pure and genuine emotions.
He wasn’t lying, he’d never lie to you about how Ben felt when he’s known his the longest out of any of his siblings, so if anyone knew of Ben’s feelings for you it’d be Klaus. You look away from him briefly to compose your thoughts and what your next move would be but a snicker brought your attention back to Klaus as he stared at you knowingly with a mischievous smirk across his face. “I know your secrete.” He prods your cheek with a finger. “Oh yeah? Enlighten me then.” You snarked, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling quite confident that Klaus was going to utter the most ridiculous shit you’ve ever heard…until.
“You like Ben.”
…Shit
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d1ana-m0nd · 5 months
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╭─► ❝The Servant: Umbrella Academy's Servant❞
Five Hargreeves × Female! Reader || Written by Diana (d1ana-m0nd)
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➢ Description : A Q&A video with Y/R/N and Aidan Ghallagher.
➢ Word Count : 1,750
➢ Links : Masterlist && Character Profile
➢ Note : Not gonna lie, I am uncomfortable about writing a real person 😭, well, real people in general. That's why in this fanfic, Mr. Gallagher may come off as OOC. So please don't be surprised that I focused more on the reader's chaotic energy to contrast with Mr. Gallagher's tame personality. For the record, Y/R/N means your real name. Also please comment or let me know if you want a part 2 but with your questions instead.
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Q&A with The Umbrella Academy cast ft. Aidan Gallagher and Y/R/N
"Hello everyone! As promised I promised to you guys, I brought over Y/R/N who plays Number Zero of the Umbrella Academy, for today's video." Aidan Ghallagher introduced the girl beside him who wore a large cardigan and an unamused look on her face. 
"Are you for real?" Y/R/N asked, not humoured by Adian’s introduction but the actor looked amused by his fellow co-star’s reaction.
"Is that all you have to say I mean? You don't have a catchphrase or introduction for your channel?" She added but the brunette actor ignored her words knowing she’s just jesting for the video. 
"Anywho, we will be answering some of your questions and we will be providing our answers to the best of our abilities."
The (your hair color) actor huffs and pretends to be hurt by being ignored. 
"Oh yeah, I just wanted to double check Y/R/N, are you okay with answering the questions-"
"Of course I am, if I wasn't I wouldn't be here."
"You've been in my channel for 15 seconds and your already acting like it's yours."
The actress dramatically flips her hair then bats her lashes at the camera making Aidan laugh, "It's my job to make this entertaining. I know you can't possibly handle the weight of being the only star."
The boy smiles, clearly entertained by her actions but, managed to stifle his laughter. "We might as well start with the questions before this becomes her channel."
"So the first question is from, moe-moe-kyunette, I uh, did I say that right?" Aidan looked doubtful once he said the username then looked at Y/RN to help him out.
"Ship it and clip it everyone! You've tricked him into saying the thing!" The actress laughed as she slammed her fist against the table while holding her stomach, knowing the internet user just tricked Aidan into saying a meme.
"Wait, is it something bad?"
"Not a bad thing, it's like a japanese meme, an anime meme to be exact, about an idol girl trying to be cute so she says that."
"I see," As the actor was about to resume with the video but Y/R/N stopped him, "Wait, before you start, can you do the 'moe moe kyun' meme with the hand gestures?"
Aidan shook his head whilst smiling then resumed, "Well, they asked you the most important question. Have you ever listened to my music?"
The actress stiffened, "Did my manager really agree with the questions you picked?"
"Yes, yes, she did." He looks at her with a raised brow and an amused look then gestured to the camera, "Well, we are waiting Y/R/N."
"I-" She looks away flustered, "I'm sorry but I haven't listened to your music yet- I know I promised to listen to them but have not had the time to listen to them…"
"And why is that?" The brunette crosses his arms the look still on his face.
She nervously looks down at her feet, "It's just...I haven't been able to make time yet." He gives her a knowing look then gestures to the camera, "Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"
"I just, I just- I just think that we should move on now! How about I read the next question?" She then nears the monitor, and Aidan is silently laughing. 
"So Aidan and Y/R/N, is it true you guys fought on set?" The girl quickly hides her face in her cardigan from the camera. " I should have never read the question voluntarily!"
The boy beside her chuckles, "But, to answer your question, we have never fought on set, some people just misinterpreted that we had a fight because she hit the back of my head."
The actress hides herself with the cardigan she wore, "Look! That's how I greet my friends. I know that's not how other conventionally greet others that's why I only did it to people I was close with."
"Let me," She takes in a deep breath, then removes the cardigan from her face. "Let me add some context to the story first, so I mistook Aidan for my friend Astrid without her wig on, and yes, I didn't notice he was wearing his costume!"
"So like, I greeted him by slapping the back of his head. He turned to me confused why I just did that and I ran away out of instinct and never explained it until he had the chance to corner me." 
Aidan was laughing so hard, "I had to corner her because I didn't want our scenes to become awkward than they already were. When I found out the reasoning I just forgave her but told her that she really shouldn't have ran away."
"It was instinct okay! That was not the first thing I thought of when I processed I just hit you. It didn't help either that we weren't friends yet, so I thought my whole career was ruined at that moment." The (your hair color) actress covered the half of her face. 
The boy smiled though it was his way of attempting to stop himself from laughing anymore at his fellow co-star’s flustered state. "Gajh1098 asked, what is that one trait we like about our character at the same time hate?"
Y/R/N gestures for Aidan to start first, "You can start first."
He nodded then prompted his chin on his hand, "I would have to say, I hate how Five is confident in himself to the point it comes off as arrogance. Being confident is not bad but if you have seen Y/R/N here-"
She jumped then exclaimed loudly, "What's that supposed to mean?!"
"She acts too confident on camera but we all know - especially the other casts members - that she's actually tamed. You can see on our interviews as a cast, that she's like that one cousin in the corner, that doesn't know what to say so she hides behind her other cousins."
The girl cringed, "Oh, god, you saw those memes? I was hoping you wouldn't." 
"I was literally there to witness it," The actor laughed then, added on. "Anywho, Y/R/N acts confident but it doesn't come off arrogant. She knows her limits but Five doesn't because he thinks he can do everything by himself that he ends up not recognizing that he can't do everything himself."
Y/R/N nods, "Yeah that's kinda toxic in a way. It's kinda like how in group works. You lead the group and end up doing everything yourself, because you don't trust your teammates. I can see why you wouldn't trust them but, you shouldn't push yourself to the point where you crash down."
Aidan nods then gestures at the girl, "Your turn to answer the question."
"So the one trait I dislike and like about Y/N is that she's flexible with handling people. She is very understanding, too understanding! She knows how to interact with them very well. It's a good trait in hindsight - especially in work places - but, it's not a good trait if you become so malleable that people take advantage of it." 
The actor nodded along agreeing with her words.
The actress then abruptly sat up shouting, "MY TURN! I wanna read the next question! Oh yeah, do we have to mention the usernames? Or are you going to show them on screen?" 
"I usually mention them because I feel like it makes them happy-"
"Well too bad! I'm going to make their day miserable." Y/R/N cheekily grinned. "This person asked why I always hide behind other people or hold onto their clothes like a child… Can we skip this?"
The boy chuckled, "No."
"Seriously, I feel like you and my manager are trying to humiliate me for the video.” She muttered under her breath, narrowing her eyes at Aidan suspiciously, “Anyways, I'm still getting used to cameras and it's kinda instinctual for me to do that I suppose? I'm not used to cameras since I have been used to working with microphones being a voice actor first and foremost."
His hazel's eyes light up, "Oh yeah, I recall you saying you were a VA, why did you audition for the show to begin with?"
The actress scratched her nape with a wry smile, "I thought it was a voice acting job not acting. I didn't even know until I was picked that it was an acting job. I scrambled to research on acting and kept asking the others if they could give me advice on acting."
He face palmed, smiling, "Did you not read what you were screening for?"
"To be fair, it was my manager who read it out loud, I just butted in and just said yes mindlessly because I saw the character designs and thought they were cool, I'm referring to the comics by the way."
"Next question from is from wbip8581, they asked how we become close?" The brunette male read the question outloud.
"Since Aidan and I got a lot of scenes together, I asked if we could work on them - like rehearse with each other so he could give me pointers on how to deliver my character."
"We hung out but, it was more on watching reality TV shows to examine and decipher how an angry person acts or how someone similar to Y/N acts." He added onto the girl’s explanation to which she nodded along.
"I think because of him, I got into watching Hell's kitchen," Both the actress and actor laughed at how true the statement was.
The brunette male then decided to move, "For now, this is the last question since I know the video is probably going to be long with how much Y/R/N rambles-"
"HEY!" The girl pretended to look offended by putting a hand over her heart.
Aidan chuckled, "So, the last question is from Immpotato10, do you two plan to make more videos together? Assuming that the Q&A does well."
"That depends really… although I like talking to Mr. Gallagher." She says his last name mockingly which made him roll his eyes, "I don't wanna overstay my time here in his channel, and if he has good video ideas then I will probably reconsider."
“Well, I suppose that’s goodbye for now!” Aidan bid his farewell to his audience followed by Y/R/N waving her two hands at the camera like a child. 
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callmelinamfsnow · 2 years
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“How Old Are You?”
Ch. 2: Four Days Later Ch. 3: The Beginning of The Date
Warnings: Spoilers for TUA S3
Five Hargreeves x Reader
Word Count: 1,243 (give or take)
a/n: This is a rough draft of a fic I thought of the other day. I wanted to post it and get some hype for when I fully finish it. Also the ending of S3 was bullshit.
“Hey”
Five looked up from his coffee to the girl who had just slid her upper body to rest onto the counter, hair falling as she looked up at him. “Hello” was all Five said but straightened his composure and gave her a smile.
The universe has just been reset. His problems had been solved. He wasn’t about to start off one of his first interactions by being an asshole.
“How old are you?” She asked, squinting her eyes at him a bit as if she could figure it out if she scanned his face more.
Here we go.
“Why do you care?” He replied after a sigh.
“Kind of need to know your age before I can tell you” she continued, sitting up a bit. “Are you at least over 18?”
He paused for a second and thought, while taking her appearance in. She was wearing a simple ripped black jeans, white tank top, and jeans jacket but he was intrigued.
He’d noticed his body had seemed to start aging a bit more over the past three weeks. One of the only positive things to keep him going. It seemed he was at about 18 and he wasn’t about to claim to be younger.
“Yes. I am”
“Great.” She smiled and pushed some of her hair behind her ear. “Well now I won’t be embarrassed that I tried to flirt with an underaged kid”
He perked up at that.
“Go on” he smiled and turned himself in the stool to face her. A small smile trying to spill out as he took another sip of coffee. “Not sure what more I have to say. I notice you in your cute suit when you came in and thought you were interesting, but couldn’t figure out if you were of age.” She explained after giving a shrug. Then leaned in closer to him and continued in a low voice, “my friend bet me $10 and the bill if you were older so I’m feeling pretty lucky”
He chuckled at that which caused her to smile a bit. “Well congratulations” he smiled and patted her hand, leaving his nearby when he placed it back on the counter. He was enjoying his first somewhat romantic interaction with a real woman in a while, and he wasn’t going to let her think otherwise. “Does your friend know about your flirtatious plans with me?” Five asked, quickly noticing the simple hoops and necklace she wore.
“Well me saying you seemed cute was what struck up the conversation, and while they did tease me about doing it they aren’t fully aware of it, no” she answered, keeping eye contact that made something in the pit of his stomach churn. She was very attractive, and admittedly looked nothing like Dolores which was new. “Is that because you were afraid of the possibility you’d be flirting with a high schooler?” Five asked as he finished his coffee. She laughed at that and shook her head a bit before replying, “Yes. Would not like to have that moment drawn out anymore that needed to”
“(Y/N) we need to go soon. Who’s paying?” Someone called over from a table causing the woman infront of Five to look over. He couldn’t help but look her over a bit better before he looked at the table. “You are” she smiled back, watching the friend roll their eyes and groan in defeat as the waitress approached with the bill. “Well, looks like I’m going to have to be going soon” she said as she turned to Five, “are you seeing anyone?”
“Not at all” he smiled
“Mind if I give you my number?”
“I’d love nothing more”
“Great” she bit her lip and grabbed a piece of paper and pen from her pocket. Five watched her write her number and what looked like a small note on it, chuckling when he leaned over to get a look and she moved her body to cover it up.
“Is that going to be it for you?” The waitress asked, pointing to Fives coffee. “Oh, uh, yes thank you” he nodded and pushed it closer to her. It then hit Five that he had no way of paying for it, and the waitress seemed to know it as she walked off eyeing him.
“What’s wrong?” (Y/N) asked, folding up the paper. “Just realized I have no money to pay for this” he sighed quietly, watching out for an employee. “How much is your tab?” “Just this coffee. Probably five dollars with a little tip. Maybe I can find some…” he mumbled the end to himself as he looked around. The sound of (Y/N) rummaging through her pockets followed by her smacking something onto the counter rang through his ears, the latter startling him a bit. “Here. On me” she smiled and slid a $5 bill to him. “You just helped me win a free meal and $10 so I guess it’s the least I could do” she teased at the end, rolling her eyes playfully.
“Thank you (Y/N)” Five hummed, his eyes focusing on her smile for a second until he noticed her bite her lip. He felt another churn in his stomach and met her eyes again, receiving a cocked eyebrow from her. “I’ll pay you back” he added and before she could say it was fine he continued “on our first date”. He let out a cocky smile when she notice her blush lightly and bite her lip again as a small smile spilled from them. “Well alright then…” she trailed off, suddenly realizing she hadn’t gotten his name yet and Five froze for a second. This was a new universe apparently and he could start over. Maybe a new name that drew less questions, but he hadn’t exactly had time to think of a new one.
“I’m Five” he said holding his hand out for her to shake. Her eyebrows creased in confusion and her head tilted to the side a bit as her hand went to shake his. “That’s a cool and different name” she nodded, going silent when Five took her hand and kissed her knuckles gently. “Well aren’t you cute” she hummed teasingly causing Five to chuckle. “Why thank you, you’re quite beautiful yourself” he offered back and gently let her hand go.
“(Y/N)! We got to go” her friend called from the table again. “Okay I’m coming” she said slightly annoyed as she glanced back at them. “Guess I should let you go before your friends get upset with you” Five took the piece of paper and put it in his pocket for when he’s be able to get a phone to call her with. “Yeah” (Y/N) sighed, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. Five took the $5 bill and slid it to her waitress, mumbling a “keep the change”. “Well good bye (Y/N).” He smiled, taking her hand and kissing it again. “Bye Five. Looking forward to hearing from you” she smiled.
Giving each other a quick nod she turned and walked back to her friends. Five watching her the whole time, catching her every time she would glance over. Then right before the group exited she gave him a wave which he returned and then watched her disappear into the night.
Fuck he needed to get a phone, and fast.
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sharkneto · 4 months
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Sarah meeting Number Five was a chance encounter. Deciding to hire him to work in her physics lab with the ulterior motive of helping the lost former-superhero find a positive life-trajectory… now that was a conscious choice. A prequel to Holding It Together and AU offshoot of orsumfenix’s The Shifting Mirrors.
Chapter 26 is finally here and everyone is fine after the events of the conference, for sure.
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redpool · 2 months
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You know what I need, I need a good Umbrella Academy fic where Klaus has someone he can rely on. Someone who believes him. Someone who looks after him. Someone who genuinely cares about him. I'd prefer if the OC was a woman. I'd prefer it even more if the OC was his best friend.
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salvador-daley · 6 months
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Dead Sexy 💀😵🩵 Updated!
An Umbrella Academy AU feat. Pathologist!Dave + MorgueRegular!Klaus
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A/N: Yo! This fic just hit 50 subscribers so I figured I should probably update it. 😬 Apologies for being the world’s slowest writer. I humbly offer this chapter as restitution for my tardiness. If you like it, please leave me a comment. If you don’t, well, just keep that shit to yourself. 😘
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Summary: Dave is a pathologist working at the city morgue. And Klaus… well, Klaus just keeps turning up.
Snippet from Chapter 4:
It sometimes takes a little while to rouse him. A breakfast burrito waved under his nose (Dave has started buying an extra one during his Monday morning commute) normally does the trick.
But then eventually Klaus’ eyes will blink awake and he’ll be back on the mortal plane; yawning, stretching, scratching and subjecting Dave to more of his incorrigible flirting.
It’s strange, really, how quickly they’ve fallen into a kind of routine.
Klaus exhausts the supply of wearable items amid the sparse and ancient offerings of the lost and found box during his first few visits. Dave invests in a multipack of cheap white t-shirts and picks up a dozen pairs of sweatpants and some worn shoes from goodwill so that he can at least provide Klaus with something halfway decent to walk home in.
Not that Klaus always turns up naked; he doesn’t. Sometimes Dave will unzip the bag to find the guy still wearing the outfit in which he met his end: a leather gimp suit with straws poking through the nostril-holes (breathplay accident at an orgy), rainbow ice skates (pond not fully frozen), purple parachute pants (parachute not included).
The more Dave learns about Klaus, the more of a mystery he becomes. He doesn’t appear to have a permanent address, but then never seems to be strictly homeless either. Klaus apparently exists in a perpetual state of couch surfing and bed-hopping - without any shortage of couches to surf and beds to hop into.
Klaus’ sexual exploits are one of his favourite topics, the stories all delivered with a nonchalant hand wave but punctuated with a knowing glimmer of the eyes, as if told purely for Dave’s benefit.
Dave would never admit that he occasionally feels the prickly fangs of something green-eyed when Klaus is sat cross-legged on the autopsy table, delivering yet another tale of naked debauchery. But he does sometimes give Klaus the smaller burrito as a form of punishment.
Read the rest on AO3
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littlerit · 23 days
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Chapter 50: Pulling brick after stone
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Gen || Five & Klaus, Five & Dolores || Work in progress: 175k words
[Read from the beginning on AO3] || [Read from the new chapter on AO3]
Five is chronologically challenged.
Ever since he was five years old, Five has been time travelling uncontrollably to different points in his and Klaus’ lives - whether he has experienced them already or not. The displacements were mostly harmless when he was a child, and an older Klaus would sneak him out for doughnuts - but they became a lot more important after he stranded himself in the apocalypse, figuring out how to survive, and how to stop it all from ever happening.
Or: How would Five’s survival in the apocalypse, and his mission to save his family, be affected if he couldn’t control his time-travelling?
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parkersbliss · 2 years
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five with a reader who finds ways no matter how complex, to kiss him or touch his face every now and then?
Kiss Attack | F. Hargreeves
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pairing: five hargreeves x gn!reader
warnings: none
requests: CLOSED
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it was a well known fact that you loved kissing five
it wasn’t helpful that he was such a good kisser either
it was also a well known fact that five would get very flustered whenever you kissed him or even touched his face
for him, it was like having a school crush again
and there was no rhyme or reason to when you would
drinking coffee at the table?
kiss on the cheek that has him choking back tears
he falls asleep after a long day?
forehead kisses that have him smiling in his sleep
just got back from murdering the board?
you’re hands on his cheek, wiping away the blood and assuring him it’s okay
if you see him stressed, you grab his face in your hands and press a tender kiss to his lips
he instantly relaxes
there are also hello and goodbye kisses, which you always pull him back for one more if he’s leaving
and sometimes he’s about pulling the other way, but you yank hard to get that second kiss in
sometimes he’ll literally be in the middle of working out some equation and you just swoop in and kiss him on the lips and he’s like “?? what just happened??”
once you were being held upside down by sloane and five comes in and you pull an upside down kiss
and he’s just??? you’re upside down babe really
always brushing the hair out of his face too
all the time
he’s freaking murdered someone and you just ran a hand through his locks and pushed ‘em back like it was nothing
you also hold his face a lot
if you two are just talking your hand just cups his cheek and you’ll lean your foreheads together to whisper
five is literally WHIPPED
he’s so in love with it
although sometimes he definitely uses his powers to escape you sometimes but then you’ll surprise HIM
deadass once he was tackled to the floor and smothered in kisses by you
sneak attack kisses for sure
putting on his tie and you just walk by and kiss him on the cheek and leave
and then he has to do it again bc you distracted him
despite all the kisses, he can’t get enough of you
he looks forward to your kiss attacks
and he’d never complain about it
🏷 five taglist: @clearbasementvoid @halfumbrella @esmedith @navs-bhat @alexxavicry @thelaststraw3 @rainbows-r-nice05 @gcldtom @bokuakadaily @3ternalreal1ty
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thebearmage · 11 months
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Hiii, could you write a one shot about Five Hargreeves being all cuddly and sleepy with his lover? the time is set in season 3 after the robe scene where he talks to his siblings and they're all eating take out.
In Their Arms
Five Hargreeves x GN!Reader
Summary: Five hasn't gotten the chance to rest for 20 days. Trying to save the world from apocalypse after apocalypse. Now, his body seems to be catching up to him. But luckily, you are there to catch him.
Five and reader are both 18+
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You sigh as hot steam fills the room. You were sitting in the sauna by yourself, wrapped in a simple towel.
Five had taken a bath before you and had even offered to share, but you wanted to be left alone for a little.
It was nothing against him, and he understood, you just needed to decompress. Process a few things.
You had crash landed in 1963 with Diego. However, when he became obsessed with saving JFK, he quickly ditched you. Much to your annoyance.
You had wandered by yourself, taking odd jobs for cash but never staying in the same place twice. You didn't have powers of your own, but that doesn't mean you weren't powerless.
Thinking back on it, you realized how fucked a lot of the shit you had to go through was. Your heart reached out to Allison, who you knew had it worse.
You sigh and put your head in your hands, taking the moments you needed to process. After a while, you wrapped yourself in a towel and went back to your room.
You had stolen a pricy necklace back in '63, which, when paired with Luther's watch, had given the group three rooms.
One had two beds, Viktor and Allison had taken that room. One room had some bunk beds and a spring mattress, the rest of the boys took that one. So, you and Five were left with a tiny room with a single bed.
Neither one of you was complaining.
When you made it back to the room, you take the robe off. Wincing a little at the few wounds you'd gotten back at The Academy.
Jamie and Slone had attacked you before realizing you were powerless. Once they did, Jamie scoffed and said you weren't worth her time, but Sloane apologized and even offered to treat your wounds.
You were both touched and insulted by Sloane's offer but knew her heart was in the right place.
You change into a loose t-shirt and shorts, gently pulling up your shirt to bandage your wound.
You heard the door open behind you and a hiss of breath.
"Shit, did you get that at the academy?"
It was Five. He quickly walked over to you and guide your hands down, helping you bandage your wound.
"Yeah," you grunt when he presses a bit too hard, "It's just a bad bruise, I'll be fine,"
"Who was it?"
"Five..." you scold, "Don't, she apologized,"
Five growls but doesn't say anything, just continues to bandage you.
After he was done, you kiss his forehead, "Thanks, baby,"
You lay down in bed as Five changes into similar clothing to yours.
Suddenly, he stops. He's got his shirt halfway on, you notice the abrupt lack of movement and look up.
"Five?"
Five sways a bit, before shaking his head and pulling the shirt over his head, "I think I need to lay down,"
He slowly sits down on the edge of the bed. You slowly sit up to properly look at Five.
He looks so tired. Eyebags under his eyes, slumped posture, slow blinking. This man has been through hell and back, and it finally seemed to be catching up with him.
You hold your arms out, "Come here,"
He turns to you, "Huh?"
You smile, gently bracing yourself against the headrest, "Come here, baby.
Five blinks slowly before crawling over to you. You gently guide him into your lap, head tucked under your chin.
Five was stiff for a few moments, clearly testing to see if he liked the contact. You gently rub up and down his arms, before gently wrapping a spare blanket around him.
“Oh, baby," You coo, gently running a hand through his hair, "You take such good care of everything. The world, your family, me. But I think it's time you let yourself be taken care of,"
Five's body starts to slump onto you more. He nuzzles into your chest and wraps his around your waist. He's on top of you now, but you're both comfortable.
Five sighs. You're so warm and comfortable. He doesn't want to move. Why would he move? Why would he do anything else but lay here, wrapped up protectively in your arms?
Five feels his eyelids grow heavy. Your hands continue to pet through his hair and run soothingly up and down his back. Why do anything else? Why kill? Why fight? Why push forward? Now is not the time for that.
"Looks who's struggling to stay awake," You tease softly, voice no louder than a whisper.
Five whines, hiding his face away in your chest, "Noooo, I'm fine,"
“You can barely keep your eyes open,” you chuckle softly, “It’s okay, baby. You can fall asleep in my lap. I’ll hold you, all night long, just like this,”
Five hums, completely relaxing against you. You gently tilt his chin up and begin leaving kisses down his neck. Not to arouse, but rather to calm.
Five sighs in bliss
You kiss up Five's neck to his ear, “I love you,” you whisper right into his ear. You then start to gently kiss the lobe, 
Five squirms a little, laughing softly, “Y-Y/N! S-stop!”
You laugh too, “Stop squirming! I’m not even kissing that hard! You’re just ticklish!”
“A-am not!” Five protests weakly. You slowly start to stop, 
“Well, what if I move my lips over to your forehead,” You kiss Five's forehead, 
“Then your nose,” You kiss his nose, 
“Then finally, your lips,” You kiss Five's softly, trying to put all the love you feel into one kiss. You break away after a little, “I love you, baby. I love you so, so much,”
“I love you too,” Five lays back down on your chest, smiling.
“I know you do,” You purr, resuming your earlier movements, “You’ve shown me that every day. And I can never describe how thankful I am for that and for you,”
You kiss Five's head, "Now, just rest, my love. I'll be here when you wake up,"
Five smiles and finally lets his eyes flutter closed. He curls into you a little more, before finally drifting to sleep.
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WOO! Finally got this request done! So sorry it took so long, Anon! I'll get better at answering requests! Thanks again for the request and feel free to send more in!
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deceasedream69 · 2 years
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Axe
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There he was, you're cute boyfriend Five. His back to you, he was looking at something in the distance.
I walked towards him. Putting my hand on his shoulder.
- "hey", i said moving my hand and placing my head instead.
- "I'm really sorry for this..."
- "for what?", I smiled.
Five turned around slowly, while I lifted my head from his shoulder, an axe on his hands.
- "Five...? There are no more missions, it's all over, what are you...?"
He had a crazy smile on his face. I got up slowly.
- "Five...?"
He threw the axe at you but you dodge it, running away from him.
- "Five, what the hell?!", You shouted, while running and dodging the huge axe on your boyfriend's hands.
But he wouldn't stop.
Until everything turned silent. You stopped, turning to look around you. Nothing.
Breathing unsteady, ready for anything.
Five appeared in front of you and when you turned around to run away from him he appeared in front of you again. Axe to the chest.
- "five...", I said with this huge pain in my chest. He just pushed it further.
Tears falling quickly from my eyes while he put a hand behind me to help me lay down.
- "y/n... What... Y/n! No!", He started to scream hysterical.
Blood dripping from my mouth.
- "no", his tears blurring his visin. "No, no, no, no. I'm so sorry", he whispered holding you gently, the axe between both. "I'm so sorry", he whispered one last time.
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- "Five? Hey! Five!", I shook his body.
- "Five! Wake up! What's going on? Are you having a nightmare?". I put my head on his chest, his heart beating really fast.
- "Five! Wake up!", I shook him even harder. "Hey!", I slapped slightly his cheeks.
He woke up abruptly, shaking with tears on his eyes.
- "hey, it's ok, it was a nightmare, you're okay", I hugged him, but he pulled away.
- "y/n...?"
- "yes, it's me, it was just a dream, nothing real, ok?", I cupped his face.
- "no, it... It all seemed too... Real...", He touched my chest.
- "did something happened to me in your dream?"
- "I killed you", he whispered.
- "oh, honey. It was just a nightmare, you really think you can kill me?". He smiled slightly.
- "I was designed for this, y/n. To kill, the handler made me one".
- "no, five. Yes, I'm aware... You... We've done terrible things in our past... But... Look, we're not monsters, you are not a monster, Five. How could you?"
I took his hands in mine.
- "remember the time I was feeling sad and you make me hot cocoa? That's not monster behavior", he smiled even more. "And the time you saved the world twice, and how you cared for your siblings, and you always will". I cleaned the tears on his cheeks with my thumb. "I love you"
He smiled through the tears.
- "I love you too. And thanks", he said finally hugging me.
- "it's ok", I said moving my fingers through his hair and placing a kiss on his forehead.
We lay down again, his head on my chest while I made circles on his back with one hand and caressed his head with the other.
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clementineofmine · 2 months
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Five and Diego finally get a chance to? Talk? And they do? Whaaaaaat!!!
Okay this fic was supposed to have 9 chapters but here we are, chapter 9, and I still have things to say, so....it's gonna be 10! (And maybe an epilogue for @assaily 😏)
Still though, this chapter right here is one that I've been mulling over in my mind for a long time. And hypothetically if I wrote half the fights in this fic with half a mind of just breaking down Diego and Five enough that they finally, finally don't have any energy left to fight each other, well...
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