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jade-guadalupe · 2 years
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The white violin!!
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stitched-mouth · 2 years
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UNPOPULAR OPINION: Klaus’s trauma IS acknowledged, just not by the writers.
Oh but the writers do remember Viktor’s trauma, in fact, they won’t shut up about it.
((Just to be clear, all the siblings trauma is valid. I’m just pointing out the contrast between the fans and the writers.))
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mnictasbcl · 2 years
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A little pocket of the universe (just for us)
FANDOM: THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY
Relationships: Viktor Hargreeves/Sissy Cooper
Characters: Viktor Hargreeves, Sissy Cooper, Harlan Cooper
Tags: Violence, Canon fix-it scene, Canon divergence, Hurt, Swearing
Summary: Season 2, episode 7, but Viktor gets to be a lot more violent.
Read it on AO3! Or, read below
“I left a note.”
For the first time in his short, amnesiac life, Viktor felt angry. Truly angry. No, not at Sissy—it wasn’t her fault she’d felt she had to leave a note to say goodbye to the man she’d been married to for years. He was angry at the situation. At the police officers blocking the road, preventing their escape.
Anger was hot and white, and it was burning in his chest, struggling like a caged bird who wanted to burst free. He clutched the steering wheel in his hands, reigning it in, slowing the car to a stop. Tie a noose around the bird’s neck; he couldn’t let it escape. Sudden images flicked into his mind; white, searing power. Destruction. He took in a breath and rolled the car window down.
“The hell you doing here, Jerry?”
“Carl was mighty worried about his son. Where you off to?”
Viktor closed his eyes, willing the officer to go away. The bird was struggling against its restraints, noosed neck bulging with a shrill scream building in its throat. It was high-pitched and droning like the whistle of a kettle about to boil over. He tried not to look at Jerry, reminding himself that he couldn’t do what that little boy—Five—had said he’d done before: ended the world. Apparently, his emotions had torn the moon in two and caused the apocalypse. He wasn’t allowed to be angry.
“Sir, ma’am? Get out of the car.”
“We’ve done nothing wrong.” Sissy pleaded, but the officer was insistent.
“Except kidnap a child.”
“He’s my baby, Jerry.”
“That’s between you and Carl.”
Viktor clenched the steering wheel tighter, feeling the leather bending beneath his fingers. He shouldn’t be angry, but he was. He held a great power inside him, crackling white like the sting of electricity buzzing in the air. He should be angry. This wasn’t fair.
“Get out. I ain’t askin’ you a third time.”
Sissy turned to the side, presumably to pull open the door, but Viktor stopped her with a raise of his hand.
“I’ll do it, Sissy.”
“Viktor, we’ve both got to go…”
“You don’t have to go anywhere.” He looked to her, feeling the energy pooling within him beginning to glow.
“Your eyes—” She gasped, “Your eyes, Viktor, they’re—”
“We’re getting out of here.” He said with no room for argument, turning and opening the car door. Before he stepped outside, he glanced to the backseat. “Close your eyes, Harlan, okay?”
The boy nodded slowly, and when that was done, Viktor left the vehicle.
Outside, the officers were waiting, circling the car like birds of prey, but suddenly their formation was broken when they saw Viktor.
“What the fuck—” Was all Jerry managed to get out before he was thrown backward by a great force that emerged from Viktor. The white was spreading out from his eyes to his skin, giving him an ethereal glow, and he held his arms out to the sides as if he were about to take flight.
“Get him, get—” The next officer’s sentence was cut off as Viktor raised his left arm, holding up his hand, fingers curling upwards as if he were holding a violin. He began to pluck at invisible strings, and with each silent note he played, the officer’s body contorted. First his legs left the ground, then his back arched, further and further until it snapped and the man hung limp in the air. With a flick of his wrist, Viktor sent his body tumbling away.
Nodding, he looked around, unsure where the third officer had gone. But suddenly he heard an intake of breath behind him, and he raised his other hand and threw away the man. He turned on his heel, seeing the crumpled figure smashed against the hood of the police car, chest rising and falling with quick breaths. He brought his hands down, letting the invisible violin rest, before placing his hands onto the man’s chest and smiling.
“Tell them not to follow us.” He tapped his fingers in a steady beat, this time imitating a piano, but the keys were the fragile bones of the man’s ribcage. He wheezed and groaned but the words couldn’t get out.
Viktor pulled his hands away for one brief moment, before making one sweeping motion across his neck, effectively shutting the man up. And suddenly, the whistling was gone. The hot white energy still buzzed at his fingertips, but… they were safe. It wasn’t anger anymore he felt, but determination. He brought his hands to his sides, and turned back to the car.
Harlan still had his eyes closed, but Sissy was staring at him as he got back in the vehicle, eyes bright and wide.
“Viktor, I… what in god’s name was that?”
He smiled, pulling his seatbelt back on, feeling the energy begin to dim. “What we deserve, Sissy. We can go, now. Anywhere we want.”
He let the moment hang in the air for a second longer before turning on the car engine, driving forwards, barely comprehending the soft thump beneath the wheels; he’d accidentally driven over one of the bodies of the officers.
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sweetpastillas · 1 year
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totally real umbrella academy merchandise
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hihomeghere · 1 month
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What a coincidence
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sunriseseance · 3 months
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Posters and release date.
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topperscumslut · 4 months
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it’s literally him
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momokodaisy · 6 months
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Extremely Late Umbrella Academy Textposts That Have Definitely Been Done Before (6/?) Prev Next
Bonus:
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wingedshoes · 2 years
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you're ALL WRONG the umbrella academy can never be riverdale because they have 30 year olds playing 16 year olds and tua has an 18 year old playing a 58 year old
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thehandl3r · 2 years
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Lila talking about the umbrella academy:
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hoss-bonaventure · 2 years
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my favorite thing about klaus is how inadvertently useful he is. he’s not even trying to help out or be a team player, yet he ends up being the 2nd most productive sibling in getting shit done. luther and diego run around acting like headless chickens constantly, and klaus just walks on screen looking like he just came back from hell (which isn’t far off from the truth) like “hey, here’s an extremely vital piece of information you guys have spent the past 3 episodes looking for—i’m gonna get wasted now.”
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stitched-mouth · 2 years
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Wow I can really make a post praising Viktor and Elliot and someone still finds a way to call me transphobic
I’m starting to question how many people really are accepting Elliot’s transition, because screaming transphobic who used to call Elliot by his deadname before he transitioned/came out, is not actually accepting Elliot at all. It’s somewhat transphobic within itself.
If you get mad at people for calling having used Elliot’s deadname in the past, unfollow me.
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feralnumberfive · 3 months
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I love these posters so much
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thinking about how funny it would've been if the pills didn't completely suppress viktor's powers so he still had enhanced hearing, but because of the way allison phrased the rumor, 'you THINK you're not special', he just...assumed everyone else could hear that well when he was growing up. he puts out the memoir and all the siblings are shocked and thinking he must have been hiding in the fucking vents and behind bushes, dedicated to eavesdropping, but he was literally just chilling in his room the whole time
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hihomeghere · 7 months
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I’m so normal about them
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hargr00vy · 2 years
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...he got 7 of them
decided to redraw my first piece of tua art since we now know what the mummies looked like!
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