#wc klaus

[metropolitan-nyc]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Klaus Diedrich

Type of Connection:  familial

Specific Role of Connection: illegitimate daughter

CONNECTION INFORMATION

Connection Name: UTP

Connection Age and Gender: 24. Female

Suggested Faceclaims: Kristine Froseth, Kathryn Newton. Abigail Cowen. Danielle Rose Russell. Madelyn Cline. Josephine Langford. Katherine Langford. Alisha Boe. Lily Rose Depp. UTP

Description: Klaus had an affair with your character's mother during his college days when he was already in a relationship. She stopped attending classes at some point and transferred to another college. She never told him about their daughter's existence, in fact they doesn't even keep in touch. The reasons behind how your character found out and she decided to go after Klaus, is up to you, but it would be their first interaction. A lot of drama involved.

Should you be contacted before this connection is filled? Yes

#wc open #wc familial #wc klaus

[muserines]

DESCARADAMENTE usando essa cena para marcar as tags desse blog de muses. I’M NOT EVEN SORRY!  ♡ 🦋 ♡ 🦁 ♡ 👑 ♡ 🐉 ♡ 🧜🏽‍♂️ ♡

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[froggoon]

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I’ll love you in every multiverse I Five Hargreeves x Reader

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Post Apocalypse Au! ( Yes Im writing another one ) WC: 1,791

Summary: The Umbrella’s can understand jumping through time and all its rules, yeah fuck with the timeline and it’ll fuck you right back. But what happens when a portal opens up in the middle of the academy and outfalls a girl who claims to be Five’s wife from a different universe.

Disclaimer: This takes place after season one if Viktor didn’t blow up the moon. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡

The Umbrella Academy had saved the world from its supposed end. The siblings had lounged around the academy slowly letting reality set that they had avoided their demise. It was the next morning when each of them woke up to check their surroundings, making sure that doomsday wasn’t there.

Five went downstairs for his morning coffee when he saw Allison scrolling for flights on her phone and Klaus checking where was the next place he could buy drugs.

“Leaving so soon?” He questioned.

Allison looked up at him although happy to see her brother, guilty because he was right.

“I have to go see my daughter. After everything that has happened I need her now just as much as she needs me.”

Five nodded his head, understanding where she was coming from, although a little irked she wasn’t wasting any time running away.

At this time a portal had opened above the living room. The rest of the siblings (Luther, Viktor, Diego) had rushed down to see what the loud noise was. It was like Deja Vu when Five came back. In the portal, they could see a fight happening. Figures that had looked like them in a place that looked like their home. A woman’s back came close to the portal, they could see she was in combat but stood observing. Another man who they couldn’t identify, had pushed the woman through the portal.

A girl who looked to be in her early twenties had fallen through. Her face was covered in soot, her hair black as night, and her eyes closed in pain. She was wearing a navy body suit that clung to her figure, and blood, not her own, stained the fabric.

The Hargreeves gathered around to observe this strange phenomenon trying to assess the danger of the situation. They were used to people going after them, so why would this time be different.

You coughed loudly before sitting up, and each sibling tensed with adrenaline. The girl looked around the room with blazing blue eyes before she landed on the youngest Hargreeves.

“Five?” you questioned.

Everyone turned to look at Five.

Luther spoke up first, “You know her?”

“I have never met her in my life.” Five retorted.

The girl dusted off her suit before standing. “Well if you never met me, you either will meet me or I’m dead in this universe.”

“The names y/n , y/n Hargreeves.”

“I don’t remember our father adopting anyone else,” Diego said. He raised his knives, carefully ready to strike at any move she would make.

“That’s because I wasn’t adopted into this family. Married actually.” And with this, she held up her left hand, a beautiful diamond ring shone in the light with a gold band beneath it. The diamond was embellished with 2 smaller emeralds on the side, perhaps representing her lover’s eyes.

“Married? To who.” Viktor questioned.

“To him.” She looked back at Five.

“Well not to him, an alternate version of him. We met a few years ago and got married, thus me joining his chaotic family.”

“So what are you saying you guys are married in a different timeline?” Klaus asked.

“No, not a different timeline, a different universe.” She sat down on the couch.

Your brain felt like it was rattling against your skull, and your body ached. You took a minute to think. Fuck, it was going to be difficult to get back to your Earth. And to make things better you had no idea where to start.

“Alright before you all start firing questions at me, someone get me a cup of coffee, black please.” You threw a jacket that hung over the couch on you to hide the state of your clothes. "Allow me," The alternate of your husband said. Five quickly blinked the two of you into the car and began to drive. "So you and I, are married in another multiverse."

"Correct." "You look to be about my age, how come I haven't met you yet here." Surerly he would remember someone as beautiful as you. "Well it's as I said, my version here could be dead or you might not have met her yet. That being said although 18 out of the 20 multiverses I have visited, we are together." "And the other two?" "In Earth 216, we are strangers, never have crossed paths, and never will. We simply live our lives with other people." Five's eyebrows furrowed. For some reason even if he didn't know Daisy, he didn't like the idea of you with someone else. "In Earth 894, we were madly in love but our egos destroyed us, and we were never the same since." Five could tell there was more to that story but didn't press any further. "So tell me about us, how did we end up together." "I was Diego's friend first, he and I met in the police force. Diego kinda took me under his wing as I was the youngest graduate out of the academy. Perks of having a high IQ. Anyway, he invited me over after your father's funeral. " "Long story short, you fell in love with my charms and I was the only one who could tolerate you. We got married not too long after. It was a small wedding but it's my most precious memory. Our families had gathered together at the church no too far away from here. You cried on our wedding day by the way." Inciting a side glare from Five.

"But...that's where we had some problems." "Do you remember when I fell out of that portal?" Five nodded his head remembering seeing a fight in the alternate dimension. "Well, apparently some of the 43 are not too happy about their powers, nor happy about living among the common people, they believed themselves superior and it became chaos." The two of you arrived at Griddys. Five walked over to the side of your door and opened it for you. "Thank you, darling." You said with a smile. Five's heart spiked at the nickname. He shook his head at the feeling, obviously, it's just what you were used to calling YOUR Five. The two of you sat at the counter and ordered your coffees and sweets. You signed before pulling out a small stack of photos from inside your suit. "This is us and your family." The photo was a picture of you and Five on your wedding day. Five had never looked so happy. Beside him was Luther who he assumed was his best man, next to him was Viktor, Diego, and a man who looked like you. You must have caught his staring, "That's my brother Damien." He nodded and looked beside you. You were wearing a long white dress with intricate lacing, the dress was strapless with a square neckline and had a small slit on the side. Your veil was flipped over your head and flowed down your back. Beside you was Allison as your maid of honor and two other women who he assumed were your friends. You weren't looking at the camera but at him. The next picture you gave him was a close-up of the two of you. You were the one taking the photo. His alternate self was older and had longer hair and facial hair, but he faced your side kissing your cheek affectionately. "This is my favorite photo of you." You handed him another photograph but this one didn't have you in it. This one was a picture of just Five and in his arms a little girl. She looked like you. Five gulped, a million questions ran through his head. Could this... could this have been his future if he didn't make that stupid jump? You said that not all multiverses are the same, you and him could never meet in this one. But that didn't stop his heart from hurting at the thought of missing out on a life of happiness because of his arrogance. "Before you jump to conclusions, she's not ours. She's my niece that we were babysitting. You just looked so sweet with her. You had always told me you wanted kids before but I wasn't ready." You had looked away sadly. In your home, Five always wanted to settle down and raise a family of his own, but you felt like you weren't ready. Now you regretted not because you weren't sure if you would ever be able to get back home. The two of you sat in silence drinking your coffee, both thinking about the what-ifs. "So...how did you end up here. I've been able to time travel but I've never thought about the possibility of multi-dimensional traveling." "As I said there was a fight between us, your family, and some of the 43. They called themselves the Ascendants. Believe to be the superior race." You took a deep breath before continuing. "The Ascendants had a man who could travel the multiverse with his own power, no special gear or machine need. We had planned to capture him but miscalculated. He was ready for us and he aimed to take out me, his biggest threat."

You took another breath before looking into Five's eyes. "I can warp reality. It is essentially in the name. I can manipulate reality itself, altering the fabric of existence according to my will." "But not without a cost," you continued. "Each time I control something, and the bigger it is, the more of my life force I use." Five sat in silence. This was a lot of information to take in. "So what now. How do I help you get back home." "I have...no clue. You were always the smarter one of the two of us." You sighed. It was going to take a lot of research and time to figure it out. "Well, I'm newly retired and have nothing on my plate so let's start at the library come on." He hopped off the stool and made his way to the door. "You coming?" He said turning to look at you. You smiled, he was a great man. Even if this Five wasn't your husband you loved him no matter what. You ran up looping your arm in his making your way out of Griddy's. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚

Author's note: I got tons of drafts just full of ideas I've had and never gone through with. I've been rewatching the MCU films and Spiderverse so that was kinda my inspiration for this one. If you like my work check out my other Five stories here! I also always appreciate comments and feedback! It definitely keeps me going. She's my Angel Pt1. Shes my Angel Pt2.

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[ur-fav-inactive-writer]

𝐈 𝐔𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬.. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞

Part 1: Pretty Please With A Dog On Top! | Request

Five Hargreeves x Niece!Reader

WC: 975

The day after the funeral, you has to return to the mansion again. You scooped up your dog again, getting into the car. Your father drove to the house again, preparing for the worst based on the encounter yesterday. You arrived and walked into the house. Walking in, you saw the familiar faces of your uncles and aunt. But there was one unfamiliar face, it was a boy who seemed to be a few years older than you. He was dressed in an academy uniform and your father seemed shocked to see him. You were confused, who was he? He looked at you, then up at Diego.

"Huh, would you look at that, Batman's got a kid."

All your uncles and your aunt seemed in shock to see the boy, not like they didn't know him, but as if he wasn't supposed to be here.

"Five?! How are you here?!"

What was going on? You looked up to your father in concern. He instantly caught onto your nervousness and sent you into the living room to go play with your dog. Playing with the dog always calmed you down so you sat down on a comfy chair and began to play.

~*~*~*~*~

A few minutes later, the boy walked in. He was slightly intimidating, but as he walked over to you his features softened. Maybe you were crazy but you could swear there was the slightest hint of a smile on his face.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

You felt slightly afraid of the boy but murmured a meek '(Y/N)'. He smiled at you, complimenting your name, trying to comfort you and help with your shyness. He introduced himself as Five, your other uncle, you furrowed your brows. How could he be your uncle? The dog began pawing at Fives wrist, he usually hated animals, especially dogs, but yours was different. He also usually hated kids, but you were also an exception. He was very fond of you, finding your shyness adorable. He also loved the dog, though he'd never admit any of it.

In front of his siblings, he'd pretend he didn't care for you or the dog. He'd rarely take notice of either you in front of the family, but when you were alone with him he would go soft. Sometimes, your dad or uncles or aunt would catch a sneak peek of Five's bond with you and found it adorable.

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"Hey Fivey, what's your deal with Diego's kid anyway, got a soft spot for her?" Klaus snorted. He had noticed how caring Five was towards you, opposing his usual cold behaviour. Five scoffed, of course he doesn't. How could they possibly think that?!

"You certain you don't at least have a tiny soft spot for the girl?" Five shook his head. "So you're telling me you don't care an ounce about her?"

"Well... I usually hate kids but she's fine I guess."

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You began spending a lot of time at the Hargreeves' mansion. By spending more time at the mansion, you spend more time with your favourite uncle Five - joint first favourite with Klaus or course. Sometimes everyone would get too caught up in their own business and you'd be left at home alone. Well, not entirely alone, Five would always try be there as often as possible to ensure you'd not be alone. But, he also liked when you were alone because he got to be his true self with you. One day, everyone had been too wrapped up in their own stuff and they'd forgotten about you. As usual, you sat in your spot in the living area. Five peeked his head through the doorway, smiling as his eyes landed on his favourite niece. He walked over to your spot, your eyes lighting up when you saw him coming over.

"Hey kid, you all alone again?"

You nodded somberly, sad that you'd been forgotten again. Five scoffed in disbelief. He couldn't believe everyone could just forget about you. He made a mental note to berate your father for doing so and not finding someone to care for you. Heck, you could've been hurt, and there wouldn't have been anyone there to care for you! Five said a quick 'C'mon' as he scooped you into his arms, taking you to the kitchen.

He sat you on the counter and began to make what he always made during his Uncle and Niece bonding sessions. A pot of coffee for him, a mug of hot chocolate for you and two fluffer-nutter sandwiches for the two of you. He set down all the ingredients, inviting you to come help him make them. You giggled as you got up onto the stepstool, feeling your puppy prodding your ankles with his cold nose.

Five guided you on how to make the hot chocolate, letting you put the marshmallows and whipped cream onto it. Not that the event went down without getting whipped cream everywhere, usually Five would be annoyed at this behaviour, but it was you so of course he didn't mind. He laughed slightly as your puppy licked all the whipped cream off the floor and smeared it all over itself. He always made the best hot chocolate, just for you. Most people had never tried Five's hot chocolate, he liked to say it was reserved for him. However, after meeting you, he expanded the circle to the two of you.

He made the sandwiches and set everything on the table. Placing a bowl on the floor for the dog, both of you began to talk. Well, you began to talk really. Five liked listening. Unbeknownst to the two of you, the rest of your family had now returned home and was now watching your interaction from the doorway. They knew Five had to have a soft spot somewhere in his closed-off heart. Who knew that soft spot was reserved for a small girl and a puppy?

(A/N) Sorry this is short but I had lots of fun writing it <3

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[parkersbliss]

Flustered | F. Hargreeves

pairing: five hargreeves x fem!reader

wc: 903

warnings: sexual innuendo?

synopsis: ever since five retried, he’s been a lot more affectionate with you

requests: CLOSED

prompts: 043: “Your hands are really soft.” 054: “They have everyone.” “Not you.” “I’m the exception.” 067: “Nice hickey. Where’d you get it?”

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“Hi, Luther, Klaus, Diego!” You greet happily. Five doesn’t bother and just pulls out his chair.

“What’s wrong?” Later said through a mouthful of Chinese takeout. “You look happy.”

You come up next to Five, and he pulls a chair out for you, making your cheeks heat up at the small action. “Why can’t he be happy?”

“Well, he’s Five. Always so… bitter.”

You shrug. “They hate everyone.”

“Not you.”

“I’m the exception.”

“I am plenty happy,” Five spoke, taking a seat. “Had a nap and shvitz, what does a man need?”

“Brother’s who don’t eat like barn animals?” Klaus suggests.

Both Diego and Luther look to Klaus, mouths full of noodles, proving his point.

You sit down, smiling at the three brothers. You're dressed in the same thing as Five, a soft bathrobe that says “Hotel Obsidian.”

Klaus grins at you, and you raise a brow. “Nice hickey. Where’d you get it?”

“What?” You practically scream, pulling back the collar of your bathrobe.

Diego snickers, “Seems like Five got a little more than a Shvitz.”

Luther nods. “Yeah, (Y/N) looks like she’s gonna die of embarrassment.”

Klaus claps. “Oh my god, I’m so happy for you two! How was it?”

Five blinked at his brother. “It’s none of your business.”

“Oh, why not? We’re bros!”

Five sighs, looking at you, then back to Klaus. “It was… nice.” You basically die in your seat at his choice of wording. He notices and chuckles, grabbing your hand in his. The three brothers whistle, and you shrink further into your seat.

“Your hands are really soft,” He whispers in your ear.

“Five!” You whine, feeling like you might explode at all the attention and affection. You and Five mostly kept your relationship on the down-low, seeming it was the most concerning issue the past month.

“So I’ve been thinking through our little timeline snafu, and I’m pleased to report that in my professional, expert opinion: we are totally in the clear.”

“Awesome!”

“Huh.”

“Great! So everything’s totally fine?” Luther asked.

“More or less. I mean,” Five hesitates, smiling. “There is one small thing. But it’s nothing we can’t manage.”

Five hands you one of the carry-out boxes, “Choi mein, your favorite.” And you smile softly, mumbling a thanks to him. He just smiles back, “Anytime.” And your stomach flips when he presses a soft kiss to your cheek. You actually think you might die this time.

“So, spit it out, boomer!” Diego mumbles through his noodles.

“Fine, Diego, it’s like this. Dad didn’t adopt us as babies, but those babies still existed here,” Five explained as you take a bite of your own meal.

Klaus frowns. “Awww.”

“We just grew up in different places with different people.”

“So?” Diego questions.

“So where are they now? Odds are we each have identical versions of ourselves walking around out there living completely different lives.”

Luter gasps excitedly. “Our doppelgängers!”

“That’s a made-up word,” Klaus dismisses.

“No, no, I learned all about this in Texas. Tell them about the paranoid psychosis, Five!”

“It’s paradox,” You correct.

“Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, I thought you said this wasn’t a problem?”

“Okay, yes,” Five admits. “Technically, if you’re near your Doppel for too long, you’ll go insane. So if you ever see your other self—”

“Kill them.”

“Sleep with them.”

“… avoid them."

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Luther asked, giving both his brothers a skeptical look.

“Oh, come on, as if you wouldn’t climb Luther mountain,” Klaus teases. The look on Luther’s face tells you enough about what he’s thinking.

“Wait, how are we supposed to guarantee we don’t cross paths with ourselves?”

“Easy. I mean, we’re the Benetton of superheroes, born all around the world until dad brought us here, which he no longer did. Doppel’s probably aren’t even in the same time zone as us.”

“That’s true,” Luther mumbles.

Diego nods. “Yeah.”

“Would you pass the moo shu?” Five asked, reaching across the table, and Luther does so. Suddenly, Diego leaves in a rush, and you shrug it off.

“So how long have you two been…” Klaus trails off, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Gross, Klaus,” Five said, before adding. “We’ve been together for a while now.”

“Oh, wow,” Klaus sighs. “That’s so cute. I mean, (Y/N) is so sweet, and you’re so… you!”

You giggle at that, and Five rolls his eyes, “Thanks, Klaus.” Five grabs his takeout and a pair of chopsticks before taking your hand and helping you off your seat.

“You didn’t have to do that, Five,” You mumble, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“I know, darling, but I wanted to,” He replies, and you swear you’re gonna pass out.

Five must notice because he waves his brothers goodbye and leads you back to the hotel room. His hand intertwines with yours, and your face is even hotter now.

“You’re easily flustered, darling,” Five said, opening the door to his room.

“You’re not usually so forward, that’s all,” You shrug.

“Well, I’m retired, so I get to spend the rest of my life loving you.”

You hide your face in your hands at his comment. “Five!”

He chuckles, peeling your hands away carefully. “There you are, pretty girl.” Five cups your face in his hands, pressing a tender kiss to your lips that has you internally screaming.

“The rest of our lives is just gonna be this,” He promises.

“Really?”

“Really.”

— END —

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[walkingintheheartbreaksatellite]

Little One

Mikaelson! fem reader x Harry Styles

Reader is an original(as in an original vampire from The Vampire Diaries/The Originals).

Reader is the youngest Mikaelson, twin sister to Henrik, and left her siblings behind after being chased off by her older brother, Niklaus. She keeps in touch with Elijah, Rebekah and Kol, hesitantly inviting them to her Art Gallery. With her boyfriend there, she didn’t think anything could go wrong, until her siblings arrive…

WC 2K

“Darling, calm down! Everything will be just fine!”

For the past hour, Y/N has been running around the exhibition giving orders to the catering staff with worry plastered on her face. Her boyfriend of 4 years trailing behind her, the same expression on his face for a different reason.

“No, Harry! Everything has to be perfect! I’m-“

He grabs her hand, pulling her back and turning her around, her dress flowing at her feet. He takes her other hand in his, getting her full, undivided attention.

“You are panicking, love. I need you to take a few deep breaths for me, can you do that? In and out.”

She nods and begins to take some deep breaths, Harry squeezing her hands in comfort as she does so. Once she’s calmed down, she lets out a sigh and tears begin to fall down her cheeks. Harry wipes them away and presses a kiss to her cheeks before pulling her into his arms, holding her securely to his chest. She looks up at him, tearing threatening to spill as she does.

“Now, would you like to tell me what’s wrong? This is supposed to be a happy day, Y/N! Why the tears?”

She takes one more deep breath and begins to explain, though her voice is shaky.

“Y-You know how I’ve been talking to my family more?”

Harry nods in understanding, signaling her to continue.

“So I invited Kol to my exhibition and he asked to bring Elijah and Rebekah and I haven’t seen them in so long. I’m just.. I’m scared! They’re the only family I have and yet I’m scared to see them!”

Y/N begins to shake as tears spill down her cheeks again, Harry cradling her in his arms, one hand on her head and the other on her back as she cries.

“You have every right, Y/N. But they’re your family, and they miss you. And you won’t be alone. I’m here. Mum, Gem, Mitch and Sarah, we’re all here for you. It will be just fine. And I can’t wait to meet your family. So take a deep breath, okay? This is your night.”

With a kiss to her forehead, he pulls away, grasping her hand. He pulls her to the beverage table, insisting that having a drink would calm her nerves. As she takes a sip of her champagne, she chokes as she spots a group of people enter the room.

That's not possible... Klaus?

Before Harry can question her, she sets down her glass and turns to head the opposite direction, determined to hide as quickly as she could. She turns the corner and jumps in surprise when she sees the figure standing in front of her.

“Now now, Little One. You couldn’t possibly be trying to run from me, are you?”

She stands, full of fear at the man- no, monster in front of her.

“Niklaus…”

Behind him quickly appears Rebekah, Elijah and Kol, easing her nerves a little though she stands guarded.

“Niklaus leave her be. Come now, little sister. We’ve missed you.”

Rebekah pushes Klaus back and brings Y/N in for a hug. The youngest vampire sighs into the familiar, comforting embrace of her older sister.

“Yes, Niklaus. After all, you should be proud. Y/N has taken after you and done well for herself.”

As she is let go by Rebekah, she quickly finds herself in the arms of her eldest, living brother. Elijah, her voice of reason and her protector over a millennia.

“I’ve missed you, Y/N. We all have…”

She returns his hug, and against her better judgment, she finally lets her guard down. Elijah lets her go and before she can say anything, she spots Harry turning the corner, his eyes roaming everywhere in search of her.

“Y/N!”

She pushes past her siblings, ignoring the stares of her siblings as she rushes over to her worried boyfriend. He spots her and rushes to her, his arms open as she rushes into his arms.

“Christ, you had me so worried! You just vanished and I-.”

Harry is interrupted by a strong force pulling him away from Y/N, before he is pushed up against the wall by Klaus, fear and confusion appearing on his face.

“Well well, little sister. It seems you’ve found yourself a new toy. It’s a shame I’ll have kill him.”

Her eyebrows furrow in anger and she rushes towards her brother with determination. Although she is no match for the Hybrid, their elder brother is the one to push him off of the singer and Harry drops to the floor.

“Niklaus, that’s enough. I did not agree to bring you here so you could torment Y/N. You claimed you wanted forgiveness from our sister, this is certainly not the way to ask for it.”

Ignoring everything else going on behind her, Y/N helps Harry up as he leans on her, out of breath though still full of fear.

“What- what is going on, Y/N? T-These are your siblings?”

She sighs as she guides him over to the nearest bench and sits him down before she turns her head to her eldest brother.

“Elijah? A moment, please? I need to talk to Harry.”

Elijah nods with small smile and drags her siblings away to look at one her pieces, though she can clearly hear him begin to scold Niklaus more. She turns her attention to Harry and her heart drops at his current state. His eyes are full of fear, his hands are shaking and his hair is disheveled.

“Yes… those were my siblings Harry. I’m so, so sorry. Niklaus… he wasn’t supposed to be here. I left them behind because of him…”

She squeezes his hand in an attempt to comfort him.

“W-What is he? His eyes- they were yellow! And he had fangs! Are you like that too?”

He quickly lets her go and as he stands up, his legs give out on him and he falls back onto the bench.

“Harry, please. I need you to be open-minded and listen to what I’m about to tell you. You have nothing to fear, and what I tell you doesn’t change who I am. I am the Y/N that you know and love and I promise this is the only thing I have ever kept from you. Can you listen to me, H?”

He nods, though he moves away from her, causing her to frown.

“I’m not actually 24…. I am over a millennia old. My family… We are the original vampires. I have 5 brothers and a sister. Though only 3 brothers remain. Henrik… He was my twin brother… He was killed by..By a werewolf. My mother was a witch… She performed a dark spell on the rest of us and turned us into these-monsters. And we’ve lived as such for a millennia.”

She looks up at Harry and his face is no longer filled by fear, but shock.

“W-We’ve been together for 4 years, Y/N… How? D-Don’t you need blood? H-how are you walking in the sun and why are you eating normal food? You love to eat-.”

She sighs and takes his hand in hers, causing him to stop talking as he looks into her eyes.

“There’s a lot to explain. And I will, later. I promise. But for now, all you need to know is I am who I say I am. Unlike my siblings… I could never bring myself to injure or sire anyone… And my blood intake is minimal. From some friends that know. They donate it to me and a few drops holds me over for almost a year and a half… I wouldn’t do it at all if I could avoid it but I can’t. I promise you, it’s me,”

He looks further into her eyes and the tears threatening to spill breaks his heart. He pulls her into his lap and she begins to sob as he cradles her in his arms, rocking her back and forth.

“Of course you wouldn’t, my girl could never hurt a fly. You have such a kind heart, always reaching out to others when they’re down or needing help. I’m so sorry I made you upset, my love. I’m sorry for doubting you.”

He wipes away her tears as he rocks her and she lets out small sniffles.

“I left… Because of Nik. He’s cruel and possessive. He means well.. But he’s never understood boundaries… Or humility. Every time one of us has found love or makes something of ourselves, he rips it away. I’m not even sure how I was able to stay away for so long. But I shouldn’t have kept this a secret from you… I love you Harry. And I don’t want to lose you.”

He leans in and pecks her lips, holding her tight in his arms before he lets her go and stands up, holding a hand out to her.

“C’mon, Y/N. Let’s go settle this. If plan to be with you for the rest of my life, then I suppose I need to get to know your family.”

She purses her lips and takes his hand, standing up with a hesitant nod. The wander through the exhibition until they finally find her siblings, chatting with each other as they admire one of her most prized pieces. The older Mikaelson’s sense the couple approaching and they turn to face them, Elijah standing in front of Klaus in order to shield his little sister from him.

“Thank you… For coming. Before you say anything else, I need to introduce you to someone.”

I grip Harry’s hand once before continuing.

“This… Is Harry. I love him with… Everything that I am. So please… Please respect that.”

She looks to Niklaus, who pushes Elijah to see his little sister and he lets out a sigh.

“I suppose… I owe this to you, don’t I, Y/N?”

She stands firm against her brother, though she continues to fight back tears in fear of her big brother.

“Niklaus… I am not Henrik. I am here, brother. There’s no need to shelter me. There never was.I know you blame yourself for what happened to Henrik, and I know that’s why you’ve tried to keep us together but we can’t live like that Nik. We want to grow and love. Just as mother had hoped for us when we were children, before any of this mess started.”

He looks into my eyes and I see his body relax, though he remains next to Elijah as I continue.

“Please, Nik, he’s not going to hurt me. Please, trust me.”

Against her better judgment, she lets Harry go and rushes over to Klaus, pulling him into a hug. He freezes up at first but returns her embrace, taking in her comforting scent that he’s missed dearly. After a moment or so, Niklaus gains his composure and pushes his sister away, only to see the pleasing expression in her eyes.

“Just… Remember to visit home, little one. I’ve missed you. We all have…”

He rests a hand on her head and pats her head, just as he had used to when she was a child, only softer, as to not ruin her hair. She smiles and gives her brother one last hug before returning to her boyfriends side.

“Would you like a tour of the gallery? I think I’ve got some extra time on my hands!”

She giggles as she takes Harry’s arm and her siblings smile, giving her a nod. They begin to walk around the exhibition when Harry pipes up with a question.

“Wait… So I understand how you manage with blood… But how are you walking around in the daylight?”

They laugh and she shakes her head, squeezing Harry’s arm as they continue their walk.

She felt at peace after that day. She had her demons, but she had gained all she had ever wanted.

Ya’ll can thank @harrysmimi for this! She sparked the inspo! I know this totally came out of nowhere but if anyone is interested in more, I think I can definitely write more! Please like and reblog!

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[vivi-taylorsversion]

Imagine Being Diego Hargreeves Teenage Daughter & Finding Out About Your (Alleged) Brother, Stanley...

WC: 656

You were currently sitting at one of the many wooden table in the lobby of the Hotel Obsidian with your father, and uncles, Klaus, Luther and Five. Five was ranting about something to do with doppelgangers, at least you thought. To be honest, you didn't care as the matter didn't concern you all that much- as far as you knew. That's when your dad suddenly had a look of confusion and shock upon his features and, before anyone could question him or his odd behaviour, he fled from his seat and hurriedly dashed from the room.. Bewilderment evidently took over your features, what on earth has caused your dad to go from a state of calm and conteness to one of fluster and panic? Your uncles paid no mind to it, listening intently to Five and his ramblings.

Soon after everyone departed, going off to do whatever they wished, you took off in search of your father. You shuffled awkwardly out of your seat and followed the same way Diego had gone fifteen minutes ago, give or take. Finally the elevator doors slid open to reveal both a familiar and an unfamiliar face. One being your dad, pale and perplexed, the other being a child, seemingly around 12. The ping! of the elevator door alerted Diego and the boy of your presence and they turned to look at you. The boy's face contorted into a grimace, appearing to be disgusted by your presence, whilst your dad's remained the same.

"Uhm... Dad? Who's the.. uh.. kid?" you enquired.

" (Y/N), this is... your brother, Stanley." he hesitantly replied.

A look of horror flashed across your face, in your midst of shock you call out,

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!"

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"Christ... what a dump.." Stanley murmured grumpily while the two of you scooped the mediocre hotel food onto your porcelain plates, you gave him a quick glance of annoyance before moving on.

"That little delinquent is your son?!" Your uncle Klaus wheezes out, amusement laced into his voice.

"Allegedly, my son." your father chimed in, hastily correcting your giggling uncle.

"Oh, is that what you said about me as well?" you called out, overhearing their little exchange. You moved to sit beside the two whilst Stanley sat by himself, wasting no time in stuffing his face.

"No, you were different!" he huffed "I knew you were my daughter!" You raised your eyebrow quizzically, questioning how he knew this for definite. Catching on rather speedily he murmured,

"I did a DNA test when you were little, I don't know how on earth I'd get a test ,that determines whether or not that little shit is my son, right now."

Seemingly out of nowhere, your Uncle Five appeared. He had somehow known about your fathers (alleged) and had a rather significant query relating to the situation.

"Wait- who's.. who's the mother..?"

"Lila.'" your father deadpanned, you proceeding to a spit take.

"THE CRAZY BITCH WHO LITERALLY TRIED TO DECIMATE OUR WHOLE FAMILY BARELY TWENTY-FOUR AGO?" you were only met with an eye roll from your father and a mutter of agreement from Klaus.

"Lila's here?!" Five exclaimed, ignoring the scene you had just created.

"Was," your dad replied, once again having to correct one of his brothers "she dropped him off in my lap last night then bolted."

"Again, is that how you described me?"

Your father, once again, ignored you and you stood up, becoming bored with the conversation, joining the preteen boy at his table. He looked you up and down before returning to his food. You began a lousy, disengaging conversation with the boy.

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"OH MY FUCKING GOD, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" you cried out, exasperated.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, the heck is going on here?" your dad said, stepping between you and Stanley, grabbing both of your wrists. Big mistake. The two of you simultaneously began screeching over each other, having wildly different explanations for the current situation. Your voice eventually powered over Stanley's voice and your father was able to grasp a simple explanation of the outburst.

"He stole my favourite shirt!!"

Oh god, this was only the start of the sibling drama...

#tua x reader #stan hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x daughter!reader #umbrella academy #the Umbrella Academy #ua x reader #tua x you

[hauntcdmercy]

APPLICATION.

⊠ ɪᴅ . . . ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ›› [ aaron taylor johnson / thirty-three / cis man / he/him ] mercy headquarters is pleased to officially introduce CAINE JACKSON. they have been apart of the organization for FIVE YEARS, serving as A FIELD AGENT and has been assigned the codename VULTURE. it's worth noting that their file indicates they have undergone the solaris treatment and host MEDIUMSHIP. according to our dossier, the agent exhibits a combination of FEARLESS and SELF DESTRUCTIVE traits, fitting for someone reminiscent of HANDS STAINED WITH SOMEONE ELSE’S BLOOD, THE TASTE OF ALCOHOL LINGERING ON YOUR TONGUE AS YOU SEEK TO SILENCE THE UNWANTED VOICES, AND THE SCARS OF ABANDONMENT ETCHED INTO YOUR SKIN. prior to embarking on any mission, the find solace in listening to the song “GASOLINE“ by HALSEY. ( alyx. 25. She/her. est. )

FILE.

full name: caine jackson

age: thirty-three

gender / pronouns: cis man, he/him

orientation: bisexual

affiliation: field agent

solaris treatment: mediumship

family: leonardo "agent lancelot” jackson (father, deceased), catherine jackson (mother, alive), WC (godfather/mother, alive)

faceclaim: aaron taylor johnson

inspiration: eggsy unwin (kingsman), klaus hargreeves (umbrella academy), carl gallagher (shameless)

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BIOGRAPHY. (Death TW, Violence TW)

Your childhood felt as endless as the voices echoing in your head. You were a hungry, feral little thing from the very beginning. Your father had disappeared when you were a toddler, and his absence shattered what was left of your mother’s mind. Abandonment wrapped itself around you within those first few years, nestled into the chambers of your chest as if it were a second heart, and you were forced to fend for yourself as you tried to pick up the shattered pieces of your home life.

Your mother was in no condition to work and you were too young to handle that responsibility, so you wandered through shelters, abandoned homes and the street, all in search of a place to settle down. Each place felt worse than the last, and the knowledge of your circumstances did nothing but host an anger in your heart. Why were you dealt such poor luck? Why did your father abandon your family so easily, and how could your mother fall apart at the first sign of loneliness? You didn’t know the answers or what to do next, so you ended up punching a wall to release your frustrations. You stared at the bruised and swollen knuckles and expected to feel regret, but instead, it was like a weight lifted from your chest. You couldn’t control your situation, but this, pain and anger, were things that fell under your jurisdiction. This knowledge helped lead you down a dark and dangerous path, one with unintended consequences.

Your teenage years were spent fighting and stealing to survive and help take care of your mother. You were a damaged thing, but you told yourself that it was okay as long as you won in the end. You had a few run-ins with the law, but you always managed to skate through and avoid being arrested, but as you grew into adulthood, your luck eventually ran out.

You hadn’t known that the bar fight would get that out of hand. It was a habit of yours to stir up trouble whenever you went out, and usually, the night ended with bloody fists and a successful win tucked under your belt. This time, your target brought back up, and they were determined to wipe that satisfied look off of your face. You went against five guys, all of which were twice your size, but somehow you’re the only one who came into contact with law enforcement. You wound up spending the night in jail, but you were eventually let go once someone paid your bail.

You were expecting an old hookup or bar friend to be the one to rescue you from your cell, but instead, a poised stranger stood in front of you. They spoke as if they’ve known you your whole life, and you did nothing but stare at them in confusion. They later revealed themselves to be your supposed godparent, chosen by your father to watch over you and lead you down the right path. The news took you by surprise, and you felt that familiar anger burning your throat. Your father abandoned you as a child, completely destroyed your mother and any change you had at a normal life, and now this stranger weaved stories of a father wanting to protect his son? It didn’t add up, and you noted as much to the figure.

The truth revealed its ugly head, and you had to take a moment to process the news. The godparent informed you that your father was a Mercy field agent, and that he disappeared on a mission when you were little. You blinked, unable to wrap your mind around the fact that the father you’ve loathed for years hadn’t truly abandoned you— he had most likely died protecting his family and others. The news rattled you, but the figure's next words impacted you more: Abandon the bar fights and let me train you to become a Mercy agent like your father.

Even now, You don’t know why you agreed to the stranger’s proposal. You were a volatile, rabid thing who found a home in the dark corners of the city, not the golden boy determined to save the damsel in distress. Still, you managed to pass the tests and become a field agent like your father. Perhaps you felt a bit proud of your accomplishments, but the Solaris treatment stripped away any sense of pride you harboured and left you with nothing but voiced haunting your head and a desire to retreat out of the sun and back into the darkness you settled in years ago.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

The godfather/mother who introduced Caine to Mercy and his father's origins

Older Mercy agents who knew his father before he disappeared

Biomedical agents who are Tired of Caine showing up covered in blood and bruises every other day

Individuals who want to use Caine's ability to contact a dead relative or who are just curious about his skill

Field agents he butts heads with. Maybe he's too much of a loose cannon for them, or maybe they're too similar and often get into fights. Anything that might cause a bit of tension.

Field agents he likes to spar with--- probably one of the few people as angry/bloodthirsty/violent as he is

Exes who ended on bad terms or are toxic and keep going back to each other even though they know it's not a good fit

Anything and everything!

#intro: caine

[metropolitan-nyc]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Klaus Diedrich

Type of Connection:  familial

Specific Role of Connection: cousin

CONNECTION INFORMATION

Connection Name: UTP Diedrich

Connection Age and Gender: early forties - mid forties. UTP

Suggested Faceclaims: UTP

Description: Klaus lost his parents when he was still a child ( around 10 years old ) so he was raised by his paternal uncle which made him very close to his cousin, almost like a sibling. His uncle passed away a few years after he graduated at Columbia, and some time later Klaus entered his problematic era and had no contact with his family during that time. Klaus is currently the CEO of their family luxury automobile holding company ( equivalent to real life Porsche SE / Volkswagen AG ) which makes his cousin an associate and business partner, but they can have other occupation if you want to. I imagine they are very close to each other now. We can brainstorm and I can give more details of the family and company once you contact me

Should you be contacted before this connection is filled? Yes pretty please <3

#wc open #wc familial #wc klaus

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She's my Angel I Five Hargreeves x Reader

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Post Apocalypse Au! pt.2

WC: ~3,258 Warnings/Tags: Sexual Tension, Mentions of Abuse, Agedup!Five, Mentions of previous trauma, 18+

Summary: The Umbrella Academy saved the world, the Commission is no longer after them, the moon is in one piece and everyone’s lives start to fall back into place. Five attempts to start his life over again when Klaus brings home a girl with unusual shadow powers. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡

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The Apocalypse was over and Five Hargreaves did what he did best, drink and cope. The first few weeks of freedom he tried things he had missed early on in his childhood. It started when Viktor took him shopping for a new, more appropriate wardrobe, that someone who looked his age would wear. Then he would often visit the park just to admire the beauty of places that were once a baron landscape. And sometimes he just spent his time reading catching up on what he missed in the last few years.

But old habits die hard when you spend 54 years alone and the next 2 weeks desperate to save yourself and save your family. Maybe Klaus was right when he called the apocalypse his drug because, for a while, it was all he’d ever know.

Five hadn’t slept well in a long time and despite his newfound freedom without the looming feeling of impending doom. He would find himself waking up at 4 am to check his window and just to see if everything was real.

The Academy had been empty for a bit, the first week his family had stayed back to collect themselves, celebrate, and appreciate one another but slowly their lives fell back into place. Allison went back to Claire wanting to get back her career and her daughter back. Luther wanted to find his independence and took a small helping from his inheritance to live on his own. Diego and Lila had also moved out in hopes of continuing to grow their relationship and perhaps find happiness in normalcy. Viktor, now confident in himself wanting to explore the world more began traveling and meeting new people. To Five it felt like everyone had moved on, except him. He had been the one to jump through time, and now he felt like he was stuck in it.

However this morning, his silent coffee and breakfast time was interrupted but a surprisingly sober Klaus barging through the door with a girl no taller than 5’3 who looked as if she had been dragged through the mud and a forest in his arms.

“I didn’t know where to bring her she ran into me frantic and couldn’t speak much,”

“There wasn’t anyone chasing her so I have no idea where she came from and she’s in pretty bad shape.”

Klaus looked panicked, he felt bad for the beat-up girl in his arms but what could he do besides bring her to the place he knew could help her best.

Grace and Pogo immediately took action, bringing the girl into the spare room to care for her wounds.

“What makes you think you can just bring random people in here? She could be dangerous?”

Five arched his eyebrow at Klaus’s behavior. He wasn’t a trusting man but he trusted his brother’s intuition and the girl genuinely looked like she needed help.

“I couldn’t just leave her on the road. I’m not a bad person Five. There’s something different about her I swear.”

Five looked distrustful at what his brother was saying.

“Well, we’ll just have to see when she wakes up.”

The two went back to doing their own things in the Academy waiting for you to wake up.

————————-3 days later————————

The sun shone brightly in the room you stayed at. Your eyes slowly opened, blinking harshly to adjust to the shining light. You had no idea where you were, this new place was uncomfortable and unfamiliar. Warm wood furniture decorated the walls, and the mattress you slept on seemed more comfy, soft, and warmer than your old hay-filled cot. Unsurprisingly your wounds ached but were clean nevertheless. You jumped when the door swung open to reveal a monkey? no an ape? in a suit. "Ah you're finally awake, Ill let the others know"

"I am Pogo by the way, please rest, we don't want your stitches reopening." Maybe it was the exhaustion catching up to you, but you listened to his words and laid back, staring at the large high ceilings waiting to see if whoever brought you here would be your like your old doctors. Back downstairs Pogo noticed Five pacing around in the living room. "Any troubles worrying you?" "Yes that girl, I can't find any information about her, she had no ID, no name card, I even looked around the area trying to track back where she came from, and nothing." Five glanced around, more cautious of his surroundings

"What if the commission sent her?" "This is not good, not good at all"

And with a quick turn, he teleported to the room of which his unwelcome guest occupied. A flash of blue interrupted your daydreams when a boy about your age in a green flannel, cargo pants, with slightly long side parted hair entered your space. Besides appearing out of nowhere he looked almost normal, but that didn't stop you from being scared. Shivering you pushed yourself back on the bed as far as you could to try to get away from him. Sensing your fear Five held out his hands as a way to show you some form of peace. Lowering one hand he slowly approached you. But the closer he came the farther back you shuffled. Something wasn't right Five thought. You were terrified of him, what had happened to you to cause you to be in such a state.

Hey Im not going to hurt you, I don't know who you are but Im not going to hurt you." Five could see that you weren't budging so he reached into his pocket and pulled out a hazelnut toffee-flavored candy. He wasn't a big fan of sweets but had kept some from his last visit to a local coffee shop. "Here you must be a little hungry, it's good to see." He popped it in his mouth to show her that it was safe, not a trick. Slowly you reached out and touched his hand, grabbing the little treat, unwrapping it before letting the gooey sweet melt on your tongue. Five smiled at your reaction. "See? It was good." He thought you looked adorable with big doe eyes waiting to see if he had any more. He reached into his right pocket and pulled out another handle full of candies. "Ill give you one each time you answer a question. Can you do that for me?" You nodded slowly. "Okay, can you tell me your name?" "Angel" you pointed to yourself "Five" you pointed to him. You had heard Klaus shouting his name when you entered the house. "Angel? Do you have a last time?" "Five. Five Hargreeves" He pointed to himself. "Angel" You repeated. Okay maybe you didn't have a last name that was fine, at least he had gotten a name. He gave you another candy and watched you excitedly open it. "Okay Angel, another question where did you come from? Who or what were you running from?" "Doctor" you responded looking down. "What Doctor? What did he do to you." You felt like you should have known better than to trust the boy in front of you, but he looked so earnest so sweet, that you decided to show him your secret. Opening your fist a ball of shadows appeared in your hand before you tossed it into the air letting whatever light was in the room dissipate. Five knew what this had suggested. Whoever took you, held you captive, and experimented on you. Perhaps they were trying to make you into one of the unlucky 43. Another candy was handed to you.

“Show me more” Five demanded. You blinked at him slowly before he put another candy in your hand. “Show me.”

You looked at him and brought both your hands up into the air. He watched shadows run from the ground into the room and swirl around you. It appeared you could summon shadows at your will and control them.

“Good girl” and another candy as placed in your hand. "Tell me, Angel, do you know where or who it was? Do you know the name of the commission?" You stared at him blankly not understanding what he said. Before Five could ask any more questions Klaus had burst through the door. "My Angel! You are okay !" As he rushed towards you to grab your face. Stunned you jolted back from his presence. "Angel, that's why she called herself that, it's not her name, it’s what you called her!" Five went to smack Klaus in the back of the head when his hand was stopped by a shadow. "No hurt, Klaus friend" With heart eyes, Klaus dove into Angel's arms "LOOK AT MY ANGEL PROTECTING ME!!" With the gentleness of a newborn deer, Angel reached out to Klaus with a small sweet in her hand. "Candy?" "For me? Of course, Angel thank you!" Rolling his eyes at the scene Five teleported to his room to think. Where had this girl come from she had no name could barely speak and had a dark power with unknown consequences. Angel clad in Umbrella Academy uniform, and Klaus were in the living room when a flash appeared in the doorway. "Cinco! Where are you off to?" "Library I need to do some research." But just before he would reach for the doorknob a body was flung into his back. "Here take Angel with you, she needs a new set of clothes, can't have her wearing this uniform, you know all about that wouldn't you?" Klaus said as he shoved Angel forward. "I don't have time, I'm not a babysitter." Five expressed as he grabbed your arms and pushed you back. "Five...mad?" You looked up at Five with tears in your eyes. Reaching out to his face with his hand you softly pet his cheek. "Five...happy. Happy"

The time travelers face softened at the kindness you showed while trying to console him.

“I’m sorry Angel, yes Five is happy. Come on let’s go.”

He grabbed your hand ignoring the feeling of his heart when your soft skin wrapped around his.

————————-In the Car—————————

“Alright Angel, as cute as you look in the uniform we have to get you some normal clothes.”

Five looked over at you, but you were looking out the window. His green eyes passed over the cuts on your legs and the faint but visible bruises on your neck. It wondered him how someone could do this to you, turn a girl who seemed like an Angel into a shadow user. He parked the car at Gimble's before flashing to your side of the door to open it, Five was still a gentleman after all. "Okay now Angel, we're here to buy you some new clothes." You nodded your head to show you understood him and hopped out of the car excited to see the world around you. Being locked up for so long you had forgotten what the outside world looked like. Today the sky was blue with warm gusts of winds filling the air. People and families were seen chattering about. You reached out to grab Five's arm and pulled him closer to the store. Five chucked at your childlike antics, letting himself be whisked away by you. You dragged him to the dress section; some of the kinder doctors had given you books to look at to pass the time, many of them being princess books. There were cute frilly dresses that caught your eye immediately. Rushing forward you grabbed 3 dresses that might have suited you. With a sigh Five grabbed your shoulders wanting to tell you to go find some more practical everyday clothes. But after seeing the glimmer in your eye as if you found the most priceless thing...he couldn't bear take that away from you. "Come on Princess, let's go try them on." He ushered you to the changing room and waited outside. As he turned his back you grabbed his hand, but Five had yanked it back at the unexpected contact. He wasn't completely used to physical touch yet.

Ignoring this you grabbed his hand once more and tried to take him into the dressing room with you. "No Angel I can't go with you, just put on the dresses inside and Ill wait out here."

You had refused to let go of his hand. With another sign he allowed himself to be pulled into the confined space of the changing room. You quickly shimmied out of the uniform skirt and tie throwing it into a random corner. Five's face turned a deep scarlet red, although he was an older man the sight of your small and barely clothes body was enough to make him shift in his pants. Before he could embarrass himself any further he blinked out into the waiting room fanning his face as if he ran a marathon. There were small warning signs in his brain, don't get too attached, she doesn't know better, please don't get a boner right now. Trying to collect himself he put his hands in his face wanting to be anywhere but here right now. You interrupted his train of thought when you came out bouncing with a big smile on your face. The dress you picked out was a cute white summer dress that was white had thick straps tied on your shoulders. The skirt part stopped right above your knees and flared out with a twirl. You looked absolutely adorable, an Angel who wielded the power of a devil. "You look...beautiful" Five muffled through his hand. "Beautiful?" You questioned. "Yes you, Angel, you are beautiful." And as if your smile couldn't get any bigger, you ran and jumped into Five, his arms slowly wrapping around your frame to prevent you from falling.

"Five! Beautiful!" You smiled and pointed at him. Your fingers had graced his cheeks into a smile. Pointing at his dimple "Five! Beautiful" you repeated. "Oh, you think I'm beautiful Angel?" Five couldn't help but also feel happy and continue smiling, something about you felt like a breath of fresh air. His last few weeks had been nonstop paranoia and feeling the effects of an identity crisis, but hearing your laughter and seeing you call him beautiful, it felt as if he was actually living again. However, that didn't stop the nagging fear in the back of his mind of where you came from and what had happened to you. Perhaps it was the assassin in him that just couldn't let him...enjoy a moment. "Come on Angel, let’s get the rest of the dresses and pay. We need to head to the library before it closes." You nodded your head and skipped off to grab the rest of your dresses and clothes. You and Five stood at the cashier waiting to pay. "That will be 45.78." Five pulled out a 50 and felt your head lean on his shoulder. "Five, thank you." You looked up at him with a mischievous gleam in your eye. As he was retrieving his change you leaned up and placed your soft lips on the corner of his mouth. "Five happy?" He looked down at you and blushed "Yes Five is very happy." ————————The Library—————————- You were sat in Five's lap flipping through a picture book while he was doing research. Unfortunately, there was almost no information about any kind of suspicious activities in the area where they had found you or even how you even got to the city. Five had to expand his research on places that might have to do with experimental tests but with so little access he was found himself at a dead end. "Nothing! Absolutely Nothing!" Five yelled before slamming his notebook on the table. You jumped in his lap and covered your ears, eyes filling with heavy teardrops waiting to fall. "Shit Angel Im sorry come here." He cooed wrapping his arms around you for the fourth time today. Five pressed a kiss to the top of your hair and inhaled slowly. You smelt like a blooming meadow and a hint of cinnamon. Closing his eyes he rested his head on yours. It wasn't been often when he felt a peace like this, heck he didn’t even remember the last time he felt calm, other than when he was drinking or passed out after a mission. Your eyelashes fluttered on his neck as you began to press small kisses on his jawline. "Come on Angel what are you doing?" "Make Five happy. Kiss you" You mumbled and continued leaving marks on his neck and jaw. Five clenched his fists around you "Angel if you keep this us I'm not going to be able to hold back." Five groaned as he pulled you closer into his lap. And with his last bit of resolve, he blinked you guys back into the car. "Come on Angel let's go home." He kissed your cheek slightly to assure you he wasn't mad and drove the two of you back. ————————the academy———————--- "Mi hermano and Angel ! You guys are back" Klaus shouted from the couch he was currently lying on. You ran into the living room jumping in front of Klaus to show off your dress.

"My cutie Angel! You look so pretty!"

Klaus then swept you off your feet and into a fit of giggles. Five, who had been observing the scene from the bar was actively trying to fight off the green monster that was creeping up his heart. "Leave her alone Klaus we had a long day. Come on Angel let's have your shower and get ready for bed." It was obvious you needed to be cared for and Five had already begun to assume the role. Pulling out some extra pajamas Five had in his wardrobe he handed them to you before showing you the bathroom. "Shower here and come back to my room when you are done okay?" You nodded back and went into the bathroom. With a sign Five flopped on his back in bed wondering more about you. How could someone he just met cause him to feel such a way? Maybe it was his messed up time-traveling brain that was causing these emotions but deep down he knew he had a hidden attraction to you. He began to think more about your powers. You couldn't be part of the 43 because you were too young but you also showed an understanding of your abilities and more control than Viktor did when he first found out about his. Five would have to talk to you after you shower about your abilities. Small footsteps padded outside his room before stopping. The door swung open and there you stood wrapped in only a small towel Grace had given you. Five green eyes turned wide as you skipped into his room.. You had turned to grab the pajamas he had left you on the bed and dropped your towel. Five sat up instantly, his eyes wandered over the curve of your breasts and the plumpness of your backside. Being in the apocalypse and focused on getting back home to his family never allowed him much time for romance or women, besides Delores. You stood up as bare as the day you were born, nipples perked up at the cold air and you put the silk top and bottom on. Now properly clothed you turned to Five who was staring at you with eyes that rivaled a burning sun. In a blink, he was in front of you grabbing your waist with such a force it felt like you would disappear if he let go. Bringing his lips to your neck he kissed gently and dragged his face to meet your eyes. Soft despreate lips met plump shy ones as you and Five melted into each other. The kiss grew hungry, more desperate, both parties missing the feel of one another. The two of you fell back onto the bed with Five on top of you. Two souls both isolated from the world finally finding solstice in one another. All the questions Five had for you were gone from his mind, the only thing replacing it was the thought of how your body felt against his. A small hand reached into the front of Five's pants. "I want to help Five" You had whispered into his ear. It was going to be a long night.

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Request | Part Two: I Usually Hate Kids... But She's Fine

Diego Hargreeves x Daughter!Reader

WC: 1572

"Dad!!!! Pleaseee!!!!"

You were following your dad around your house as he completed multiple of his daily tasks. You were pulling at his clothing and begging.

"(Y/N)." He said sternly, in his scary dad voice, you paused instantly. "we are not getting a dog"

"What if... I come up with a whole presentation on why I should get one! Will you let me get one then?"

Diego was so done listening to his daughter beg and beg that he just huffed and agreed, not thinking much of it and just being grateful that he could get some work done without you whining in his ear about getting a dog. You absolutely adored dogs, they were your favourite animal. One time, Klaus was babysitting you and heard about your love of dogs. Then he made the decision to challenge you to name as many as you could. Bad decision. He was sat there for the next 30 minutes listening you go into detail about all the different dog breeds. So it wasn't a shock when you began to beg for a dog almost every single day.

~*~*~*~*~

Diego had forgotten that he agreed to let you give him a presentation on why you should have a dog, but you certainly didn't. Every single moment of free time that you had was spent researching, writing and putting together a presentation. After about a week of doing so, your presentation was finally ready. You dressed yourself smartly and rehearsed your speech, then you called Diego into the living room. He didn't know why you had called him downstairs until he saw a PowerPoint on the TV reading: 'Why I should have a dog, a presentation by (Y/N) (Y/M/N) Hargreeves.'

He huffed in defeat, knowing he'd now have to sit through your presentation even though he was still probably gonna say no anyway. He sat down on the sofa and you began your presentation. You explained what you would need to take proper care of the dog, how you would care for all its needs, walk it, feed it, pick up after it et cetera, et cetera. Diego sat through the presentation, beginning to feel guilty at the fact that you had prepared this whole thing just for him to probably say no. As you progressed through the rather long presentation, Diego began to consider saying yes. From the looks of it, you seemed ready to take care of a dog. Besides, it could protect you when Diego was gone. As you came to a finish on your presentation, Diego was certain he'd get you one. However, he wanted to surprise you...

"So... can I get a dog?"

"I'm sorry, no."

~*~*~*~*~

It had been a few days since Diego had listened to your little speech and since then he had been trying to find the perfect dog. He settled on a golden retriever puppy, knowing how much you loved them. As he walked out of the pet store, he went to the store to get some wrapping paper for the carrier. He wrapped up the carrier; poking holes in the paper to ensure it could breathe. The pup seemed content with being wrapped up and calmly fell alseep inside the carrier. Diego walked in, holding the wrapped-up carrier and called you into the room. Confused, you walked in and saw the present. It wasn't your birthday or Christmas, how come you had a present?

"Well c'mon kid, open it!"

Diego urged, secretly beginning to record what would be one of the happiest moments of your life. Perplexed, you tore open the wrapping paper, revealing the dog. Your face contorted into shock and then you began to cry tears of happiness while opening the carrier and holding the puppy.

"You.. you got me a dog! Oh my god, its so cute, i love it!!!!"

You sprung up from your spot on the floor, putting the dog down and running to hug your dad whilst thanking him profusely. You wrapped your arms around him and he smiled and hugged you back. Excitedly, you turned back to the dog and began playing with it. Diego watched and smiled at your happiness.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ever since Diego had gotten the dog, you were inseperable. The dog followed you around constantly and you were never seen with it. It slept in your bed, played with you, went on walks with you, it did everything with you. So, when Diego's father died and he had to go to the funeral, he knew the dog would have to come too. He got you and the dog into the car and began driving to the mansion, watching you play with the dog always made him crack a smile. You arrived to the house and you scooped the dog into your arms and walked in. It was so empty and such a large space so you put the dog down to walk around. The dog ran off towards someone and you chased it, bumping into your Uncle Luther. The dog smacked into his leg and began pawing at him. Luther just awkwardly stared at the dog and leaned down to pat it on the head.

"Oh, erm.. I'm really sorry he ran over to you, he's just excited."

"Uh, its fine, I guess... wait who even are you?!"

"I'm (Y/N), I'm Diego's daughter."

He backed away a little once he knew you were Diego's. Him and Diego had never really gotten on together very well. He didn't say anything else and just walked out of the room. You just stood there, confused at the whole conversation before the dog ran over to two new people. It was a woman and a man, Allison and Viktor, the woman began aw-ing at the dog, bending down to pat it and stroke it. Viktor was more hesitant and backed away a little. He had never been all that good with animals.

"Aren't you a sweet little thing?" Allison cooed at the puppy. You quickly ran over again, apologising for the dog scaring them. Allison assured you it was okay before quickly realising she had no clue who you were or why you were here.

"Wait.. sweetheart who are you and where are your parents?" You quickly explained how Diego was your father but you had to run off after the dog so you had no idea where he had gone. Allison was shocked at how sweet and adorable you were compared to Diego. You were dressed so sweet and innocent, which was strange considering how dark and gothic Diego's attire was.

Diego rushed into the room to find you talking to Allison and Viktor and grabbed your hand once you had once again picked up your dog. He dragged you away from them, seemingly annoyed that you were talking to them. Allison scoffed at his behaviour, she had just encountered him earlier and he had been rather cold to her and Viktor. All the siblings were told to gather in the living room to dicuss something, you were sat on a cosy chair in a corner of the room, quietly playing with the dog. Nobody had actually come to the living area yet, other than you, but that was because Diego was off somewhere investigating something. One of the adults you hadn't yet met came into the room, quickly spotting you in the corner. He looked strange, dishevelled hair, tattoos on both hands and wearing an old-fashioned skirt with no shirt and a jacket. He nervously walked over to you, kneeling down, looking at you with concern and intrigue.

"Well hi there sweetie, I'm Klaus, what are you doing here? You're not a ghost, are you?"

He said softly, his voice becoming more nervous towards the end of his sentence. You looked at him, slightly afraid, the last part of what he said had scared you slightly.

"N-no, I'm (Y- Y/N).. I'm Diego's daughter and I'm not a ghost!"

He gasped after hearing that you were Diego's daughter, he hadn't taken notice of the dog on your lap and suddenly it jumped up at him. He squaled in surprise at the dog and fell backwards. You also shrieked, caught off guard by the sudden loud noise. Your dad and uncle Luther burst into the room, alarmed at the sudden commotion, Diego being concerned about your safety. As they finally got there, all they saw was Klaus on the floor, an alarmed expression displayed on his features, with the dog licking his face and you giggling hysterically. They sighed in relief, seeing that nobody had been hurt.

They had their meeting and you began to get tired, Diego decided he'd just take you home instead of making you sit through a miserable funeral. He excused himself and drove you and the dog home. You passed out on your bed, the dog laying next to you. Diego smiled at you and shut the door.

(A/N: I really don't like this story but whatever)

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Peach | F. Hargreeves

pairing: five hargreeves x gn!reader

wc; 1.4K

warnings: violence, cursing, evil ben being mean

synopsis: Another attempt to save the world, and another timeline messed up… how do you and Five get out of this one?

a/n: obviously idk if that’s how this scene will play out but it’s my best guess! only a few more days!

requests: CLOSED

prompts: 028: “Hey, hey, hey, I’m right here.” 046: “Tell me you want this too.”

Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt list

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“Shit,” Five breathed out.

You stood next to him, the same feeling washing over you.

“What is with the cube?” You whispered.

“No fucking clue,” Came Five’s reply.

Klaus rubs his eyes, taking a step forward. “Is that Ben?”

Ben looks Klaus up and down, frowning. “Who the hell are you, losers?”

Klaus slaps a hand over his heart. “Wow, he just got meaner.”

“There wasn’t a mean bone in his body, to begin with,” Viktor interjects.

Ben rolls his eyes at that, turning back to his siblings. They walk down the stairs and you want to barf at the sight of their stupid little uniforms.

“Listen, why don’t we all have a nice level-headed conversation about this, hm?” Luther asks. “Hi, I’m Luther.”

Ben smiles at him. “Hi, I’m I don’t give a shit and get out.”

You try to stifle your laugh at Luther’s failed attempt to converse with these people. Their distaste for you was obvious.

“If we kill you, do we get our Ben back?” Diego inquires.

Five lets out a groan next to you as Ben snaps his eyes towards him. “What the hell did you just say?”

“I feel like now is a good time to run,” Klaus suggests.

“Yup,” Allison agrees.

Five puts a hand to your back, pushing you out of the room. “Run!”

Five’s hand moves from your back to your hand as he jumps you both further down the hallway.

“So he replaced you guys?” You asked, following Five and taking a sharp right turn.

“Guess so. Can’t blame him after what he saw.”

“They’re so much… meaner,” You said as Five turns down another corridor.

It’s here Allison and Luther come running down, meeting you in the middle with one of the Sparrow academy members pursuing them. Suddenly, she cracks her back, and birds start flying towards you.

“Birds?” You shriek, scrambling after Allison and watching Five slam the door in the bird's face.

“Whose superpower are birds?” You pant, gesturing outside the door.

Allison shakes her head. “It’s a lot more complicated than that.”

At the sound of footsteps down the hall, you take off running again, losing both Allison and Luther. Five stops at a dead-end, cursing before jumping with you to the second floor.

Of course, someone else is already there, and Five slowly turns around to meet them. She has dark hair and green eyes. Honestly, she weirdly resembled Five.

“So, can I ask what your powers are before we engage in an exchange of fists?” You asked.

She just scoffs at you, and you nod your head. “Yeah, okay, at least I was polite.”

Five steps in front of you, concealing you from view as he eyes her up and down.

“What are you, their mascot?” She taunts Five.

He blinks behind her, throwing a punch across her face and smiling when falls to the floor. “More like their ringer.”

She narrows her eyes at Five, and out of nowhere, spits a black venom at him.

“What the fuck!” You exclaim, running to his side. “Did you just spit at him?”

She only blows a kiss at you in response. You turn back to Five only to find him in a trance. He stands still, staring into nothing and eyes glossed over.

“What did you do to him?” You hiss.

She just shrugs before spitting at you.

In response, you conjure a shield and easily deflect it. “Didn’t anyone ever teach you to floss?”

You dissipate your shield before sweeping your arms and enveloping the whole area in shadows. You can see her clearly. She’s spinning around in circles blindly. You chuckle before approaching her and punching her straight in the nose. She stumbles back, hand reaching out to find you, but you vanish into another part of the darkness. This time, you're behind her, and you kick the back of her legs to make her fold.

Again, she reaches out for you, and you vanish. She shouts in frustration, and you clear the shadows, stopping right in front of her. A blade vaporizes in your hands, and when she sees you, you kick her in the face.

She falls back to the floor, holding her face, blood dripping. You throw the blade right by her neck, letting it barely skim her before it vaporizes into nothing. You conjure two more in your hands and grin down at her.

“Reverse it,” You seethe, gripping your shadow dagger tighter.

But before anything happens, something grabs onto your leg and drags you towards the stairs. Your back crashes against the metal railings looking over the living room, and you groan. The girl spits at you again, but you’re quick enough to vanish and hide in Five’s shadow.

She stomps her foot in annoyance before running down the stairs towards Ben. Once she’s gone, you reappear in front of Five and shake his shoulders.

“Five?” You whisper.

No response. You snap your fingers in front of his face, still calling his name but nothing. He’s shaking in your grasp, eyes screwed shut.

“Five!” You shout.

Still nothing. You begin to panic, seeing he’s in obvious pain. Your eyes fall to the black venom on his forehead, and you frown. With one hand, you push back his hair, and with the other, you hover over the black goo. You use your shadow to fuel little claws that pick up the venom and throw it elsewhere in the room. As soon as it’s removed from Five, he collapses. You try your best to catch him, but you both end up on the ground in a mess.

He’s crying, and you try your best to calm him, feeling your heart break.

“Hey, Hey, Hey, I’m right here,” You whisper against his skin, hugging him close as he clings to your jacket. “It’s not real, whatever she did. It’s gone. You’re okay.”

You glance around, still clinging to the boy, and note that you need to get out of here. In a flash, you use the shadows to teleport right outside the academy.

“Five?” You called softly. “Hey.”

He continues to hiccup, breathes still ragged, and you wonder what happened to him. You’ve never seen Five like this. He was in complete distress, and you weren’t sure how to calm him down. Normally, he’s the one calming you down.

You cup his face in your hands, locking eyes with him. “Five!”

He just shakes his head, and you let out a sigh. She really fucked with his head, and you were so going to enjoy taking her down later.

You press your forehead to his, trying to get him to understand that it’s just you. There was no trick, no illusion.

He sniffles, eyes meeting yours, and his breathing starts to calm a little. Your hand finds his, intertwining them as he continues to calm down.

“It’s okay,” You assure. “It’s just me, Five.”

His eyebrows knit together in confusion. His eyes trace your face before one cups your cheek, eyes flickering towards your lips. “Tell me you want this too.”

You’re confused at the sudden phrase, given the boy was just in tears earlier, but you give in anyway. Your lips meet his halfway, and he tastes like bitter coffee and tears. You don’t mind, of course. In fact, you could get drunk on it. You squeeze his hand before pulling back.

“It’s you,” He breathes out.

“I only said that like five times,” You said with a light laugh. “But you had to kiss me to determine that?”

“Peach,” He replied. “You’re always using the same peach chapstick since we met. It’s such a small detail that can only apply to real life. If you were an illusion… you wouldn’t taste like peach because no one else knows that.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, your cheeks burning from what he said.

“And maybe because I wanted to kiss you.”

“There it is,” You tease.

Five rolls his eyes before standing up and taking you with him, given your hands were still intertwined.

“What did she do to you, Five?”

He just clicks his tongue. “Doesn’t matter. What does matter is we might just have to save the world again.”

“Third time is a charm,” You said with a grin. “Now, c’mon, we need a plan to take down that lack of personal hygiene bitch.”

“So that’s what you named her?”

“Wanna hear the others?”

Five smiles, leading you away from the sparrow academy. “List them all, darling.”

— END —

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☼☾ ( camila mendes , 31 , she/her , cis woman , lukin 4 ) - have you seen NATASIA LUKIN?  we’ve heard through the grapevine that they’re CONFIDENT but also MALICIOUS. when you think of them , you think of A WEEPING MARBLE STATUE, SINGED ROSES, A TOWERING CATHEDRAL AT NIGHT.

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BASICS:

NAME: Natasia Lukin TITLE: Lady of Russia AGE: 31 BIRTHDAY: May 31st (Gemini) SEXUALITY: Bisexual MARITAL STATUS: Betrothed to Klaus Vasa POSITIVE TRAITS: Confident, assured, elegant, ambitious NEGATIVE TRAITS: Manipulative, malicious, selfish, immoral. HOBBIES: Swimming, singing, picking and arranging flowers, reading books about mythical monsters, m*rder FAMILY: Isaak Lukin (brother), Sasha Lukin (brother)

THE STORY: (tw; murder, fire, poisoning, attempted murder, miscarriage, stabbings)

Natasia has always been a beautiful child. It was often said she was gifted to the Lukin family when she found on their doorstep, or at least that's what her hired hands always told her to keep her happy. Even as a little girl, she had the voice of an angel. She was captivating to watch, even as she grew up. She never had an awkward phase, never had a hair out of place, never said a word out of turn. She was the perfect, sweet, adoring Lady of Russia. But drawing inside the lines for so long had her curious about what other people's lives were like. When Natasia turned 25, she was married to a Duke. He was handsome enough of face, but humble in spirit. They lived in a small chateau, on his land, and hosted a number of staff members and had command over a small town just a few minutes carriage ride from their home. Whenever she'd walk into town, people would bow to her. They'd call her 'your grace' and throw themselves at her feet. The first time she sent someone to their death was the moment she changed forever. She'd never experienced anything quite like that, being the daughter of a duke. It fueled her, made her hungry to see more people at her mercy. After all, she was perfect, so why wouldn't she deserve it? Unfortunately, her husband did not take well to her ambitions. Though they had grown to adore one another, watching Natasia shift into this monster was something he could not stand for. They fought, they argued, they attempted to murder one another multiple times via poisons, stabbings, plotting to overthrow each other, yet still they could not shake this soft spot they had for one another that sparked at the beginning of their marriage. They even tried to conceive a child to maintain their peace, but after miscarrying her baby, she knew there was no hope left within her for the girl he loved. Only after a short one year of marriage, the news quickly spread that the duke and duchess's house had caught aflame, burning everything in it to the ground, including the duke, himself. Servants had the gall to whisper that it was all Natasia's doing, that it was her fault their master was dead. She made quick work of their insubordination for these accusations, though there are still those who speculate. Is it true? Even if it was... no one could prove it, because it wasn't done directly by her hands... Still, she grieved. Natasia returned to Russia with her family and remained there whilst these rumors simmered and she was able to shake her portrait as the grieving former duchess. A far-greater betrothal is just what she needs to break free from the claims that she was a murderer, a gold digger, a siren beckoning the duke to his demise.

WC’S

CONFIDANT. This is the person who murdered her husband and set fire to the house. They are her personal advisor, friends since they were young, and they are extremely loyal to her. When they saw that her husband could no longer handle her ambition and there was no hope left for them, they helped her get rid of him.

A LOVER, SCORNED. You honestly can't expect Natasia to go 5 years since her husband's death without companionship, except now that she's betrothed to Klaus, she has cut it off. There are probably multiples of these too. These are basically her exes. Trust me, y'all dodged a BULLET with this one.

THE CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART. They were so infatuated with each other under the innocence of youth that they could not stay away from one another, despite their difference in rank. Her marriage to the duke was the wake up call that she needed, she could never love a prince, especially not a Romanov. Now that her marriage is terminated and her betrothal beginning, she is bound to be put face-to-face with the only happiness she ever felt in love. Dmitri Romanov.

#francehq.intro #muse ; ɴᴀᴛᴀꜱɪᴀ ʟᴜᴋɪɴ

[nijigasakilove]

We’re finally onto volume 4!

Very good start so far. Thea is clearly still having a crisis of confidence and Klaus is aware. That’s why he took her with him to the prison and is having her run point on the op. When someone is struggling like she is, the best thing is showing them how much you trust them. You see the talent in them, they just have to.

Love how Klaus just destroyed Bonfire 💀 buddy really thought he was Klaus’ rival. It’s levels to this spy shit, man. He’s competing with Lamplight more so than Klaus.

The girls are slowly but surely getting better in terms of their ambushes on Klaus. The fatal flaw they had this time was not trusting their teammate, Thea. Had she used her charms to convince the driver then they would’ve had better odds of success. Leaving her in the dark ruined it. This goes back to the overall theme of the episode about Klaus trusting in Thea.

Off to the rip-off U.S/NYC we go. Holy shit a white castle reference in anime automatically a 10/10 episode lol. I actually appreciate that they went with that since it would be time accurate. WC was around back in the 20s and 30s.

Obligatory Lily working as a waitress, hopefully she doesn’t mess up too many orders.

Seeing how well the girls are able to infiltrate and plan out their mission is such a cool contrast to where they started at with their first mission. Annette and Erna specifically are excellent strategists. Just shows that these students didn’t fail, their teachers just didn’t know how to bring out their talents like Klaus does 👍

#summer anime 2023 #anime summer 2023 #2023 summer anime #summer2023anime #spy room #thea spy classroom #spy classroom annette #spy classroom #spy classroom anime #spyroom #Spyroom anime

[asvterias]

𝖥𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖺 𝖬𝗂𝗄𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

⋆ ꉂ drabbles — 1k to 2k wc

i. I Choose Her

[Name] gets bitten by Lucien and is on the verge of death but Freya finds a way to save her best friend. Despite the circumstances, Keelin get jealous of her girlfriend’s relationship with [name] and tells her to choose.

ii. Protect Myself

[Name] and Freya are dating, their relationship are as pure as ever. Freya invites [name] over and Klaus is there unaware of the unknown visitor, he tries to scare [name] off but she is unfazed by this because the witch knows that her girlfriend is capable of handling herself.

⋆ ꉂ blurbs — wc less than 1k

i. Protect Myself (2)

Now that the secret is out to the rest of her family, it's time for a proper dinner with them. Even though Klaus was warming up to [Name], he still wanted to embarrass the were-witch at the dinner, talking about the first encounter with him. Will the rest of her family be aimed to like the bennett or will they secretly despise the girl?

#freya mikaelson #the originals

[forlorn-flowers]

and the heat goes on (where the hand has been)

Rating: Mature | WC: 1.4k

Summary: In which Tyler confronts their older sister, again. Featuring @flood-of-shadow​

Wearing heels in the forest probably wasn’t the smartest decision.

Saint had griped at her constantly for her impractical choice in footwear, but Tyler found they were quite partial to the aesthetic of it. They looked good in their high-heeled boots, despite the way they could feel their heels slowly sinking into the muddy earth beneath their feet. Making her feel rooted to the spot. It’s fitting, standing at the precipice of the burnt remains of their childhood home.

“You good?” Saint asks, only a few feet behind her. 

Tyler’s ears prick up, swiveling at the sound of his voice. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Saint lets out a noncommittal hum. He probably didn’t believe her, but he didn’t press her either way. 

Then, she appears. Her hair was a shade darker than Tyler’s own powder blue hair, lips a bit fuller, a little taller. Eyes a bit darker. Tyler watches as her sister surveys the area for a moment, and then steps out of the tree line, walking towards her older sister.

“Tyler!” Pythag calls, a smile spreading across her face, “there you are!”

“Hi Pythag.” Tyler calls back, carefully schooling her expression to one of neutrality. They’re not exactly happy to see their sister, but they had to come see what she wanted. “What do you want?”

Pythag isn’t listening to her. She’s craning her neck, looking just past Tyler’s shoulder back at the trees. “You brought him?” She doesn’t sound scornful, just curious. Like Saint is an interesting bug she found when she turned over a rock or something.

“What do you want, Pythag?” Tyler says, a bit more forceful than the last time.

“Wooow, you got rude,” their sister snickers, “maybe I just wanted to check up on my favorite little sister—”

“That’s not what you want and we both know it.”

The sky darkens as a cloud passes by overhead.

“Gosh, you’re so boring now.” Pythag sighs, her shoulders falling in disappointment. “Fine. I know where Dad is. Klaus too. He lives in this dingy little cottage out in the middle of the Shroud and took Dad with him.”

Tyler’s breath hitches, her throat feels tight. Klaus? Out in the Shroud, alive? With their dad? Tyler tries to speak, tries to find the words, but nothing comes out.

(how can she say ‘thank you’ to one of her abusers?)

First Klaus, then Dad disappeared, and now Pythagoras was offering them to her on a silver platter. The information was their’s for the taking and—

Klaus left when they were twelve. They remember it clear as day, the shape of his back retreating into the darkness. He went alone. Dad disappeared two years later.

Dad disappeared two years later.

“... he took Dad?” Is what she finally asks. Her voice sounds a little hoarse.

At this, Pythag cants her head to the left. “Yeah, he took Dad. Beau reached out to him when he couldn’t take Dad’s meddling anymore. He was annoying like that, you know? Klaus showed up and took him off our hands.”

Tyler opens her mouth again, and no words come out. She gasps, like a fish out of water. Her mouth closes.

“Took him and not you. Poor thing.” Pythag says, a wicked grin spreading across her face, “guess you weren’t worth the trouble, not that I blame him.”

Tyler feels their mouth twisting, their lips pulling back in a snarl. Thunder rumbles, somewhere off in the distance.

“Did you know he has kids now?”

Tyler hisses through their teeth. “Shut up!”

“What are you gonna do? Hit me? You’re too much of a—”

Tyler is on their sister in an instant, grabbing her blouse with both hands. She jerks her sister, originally intent on pushing her to the ground before she reconsiders and punches her across the face. 

It felt pretty damn good, too.

“Fuck you!” They spit, their hands uncurling from around their sister’s collar.

Pythag spits a gob of blood out into the dirt. “You don’t like the truth? All I’m doing is telling you the truth, Tyler. I figured you’d be grateful. I mean, we all knew how much you idealized Klaus—”

“You’re just telling me all this to antagonize me—”

“It’s not hard.” Pythag grins, “you’re pretty easy to rile up.”

“You’re a bitch,” Tyler snarls.

“And you’re a little cretin,” Pythag says, “barely worth the time we spent trying to toughen you up.”

Tyler comes at Pythagoras again, fist raised, only for Pythag to smack them, open-palm, right across the face. Tyler reels back, head spinning, cheek stinging from the slap. From the trees, they can hear armor clanking.

“And not even your new adopted ‘brother’ wants to come and help you.”

And like that, they’re on each other. Pulling at each other’s hair, raking nails over each other's faces and arms. Tyler doesn’t know how it happens, but Pythag manages to wrestle them to the ground, landing a good punch right to one of their kidneys.

And fuck, that hurt.

Bitch.

She’s choking her, and Tyler’s vision is going spotty, one hand tugging against their sister’s iron grip around their throat as the other wraps around the cool handle of their switchblade, tucked away in the pocket of their shorts. They jam the blade into the meat of an unsuspecting Pythag’s arm.

Pythagoras shrieks, her hands jerking away from Tyler’s throat but before she could grab ahold of the switchblade, Tyler has already pulled it out and is raring back for a second blow, the blade sinking into Pythag’s arm yet again.

Her sister shrieks and spits again, pushing back against Tyler as they roll over, their roles reversed, and Tyler has the blade raised above their head once again in preparation to bring it down for a third time. They can feel a grin stretching across their face, a dark sense of giddiness curling in their gut as they stare down at Pythag’s terrified face.

Am I tough enough now, Pythag?

But before the blade can fall for a third time, a hand clamps around their wrist, the grip so strong Tyler almost thinks their arm has been frozen. But when they look up, all they see is Saint, his jaw set and his lips pressed into a thin line.

“That’s enough,” he says.

Tyler looks back at their sister. 

Pythag takes the opportunity to crawl away, scooting backwards on her heels and elbows. She has a look of revulsion on her face, and it takes Tyler a moment to realize that look is fixated on them. 

“You’re fucking crazy.” Pythag says, “you’re just as crazy as Beau.”

All Tyler can do is stare. Numb.

“You’re SICK!”

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave.” Saint growls, “I won’t stop her if she breaks my grip.”

At his words, Pythag is up and running, back into the dark of the trees surrounding the remains of their family home. Out of sight out of mind.

And once she’s gone, Tyler breaks. The switchblade slips from their grasp, falling into the grass. They gasp for breath, folding over themself to dry heave into the dirt. They were going to stab Pythag. They wanted to stab Pythag. They wanted to fucking stab Pythag to death—

“Breathe,” Saint’s voice breaks up the chaos of their thoughts. He’s crouched next to her, a hand on her back. She sucks in a frantic breath, her lungs suddenly desperate for air as if his words had just reminded her of their existence. “Slower, you can do it.”

It’s like that for several minutes, Tyler struggling for breath while their heart hammers against their sternum so hard they’re fairly certain it was going to break their ribs and burst right out of their chest. She slowly comes back to herself, feeling sharp twigs biting into the meat of her hands from where she had them clenched in the grass. Cool droplets of rain land intermittently on the bare skin of their shoulders. In their panic, they hadn’t even noticed it started to rain.

Panic. Murderous fugue. Whatever the hell it was.

Finally, she gathers herself enough to say one thing. “Fuck.”

Saint nods his head as if he agrees. “Yeah.”

“Can you help me up?” They want to get as far away from this place as possible.

“Think you can stand?” Saint asks in turn, already moving to help her up regardless.

They had no fucking idea. “Yeah.”

He keeps an arm wrapped around their shoulders anyway. They’re grateful for it, because if he hadn’t they probably would have crumpled back to the ground.

“Thanks Graves.” They aren’t sure what they’re thanking him for. For being here? For helping them walk? 

(for stopping them?)

“You’re welcome, Pigtail.”

#Don't feed the dark; (Tyler x Saint) #( my writing. )