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retirement [five hargreeves x reader]

a/n: hi guys! it’s been a while hehe, so i hope ull enjoy this short x reader with the one and only five yall know i love sm, homeboy did not disappoint this season neither lmao. season 3 just premiered and i already have finished it:(

can i just say

WHAT THE ACTUAL FVUCK

either way, id b happy to discuss with yall opinions and such and also feel free to leave requests!

ill leave warnings at the beginning of each imagine if it shall be the case

i.e. this imagine takes place right in the first episode!!

also, forgive my english, havent really spoken in a while and dont even get me started on the writing

enjoy besties!

summary: now that the second apocalypse is over, five and y/n can finally retire and maybe finally make their moves?

“You know, Five... Sometimes I do wish I’d never met you,” You took a sip from your wine, watching as the preteen in question rolled his eyes playfully at you.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re a delight as well, Y/N,” He nonchalantly dismissed you, continuing to eat his Chinese takeout.

After surviving not one, but two apocalypses alongside Five Hargreeves and his siblings, you guys wound up back in your timeline, only to find out your trip to the 60s caused some changes in the present, such as Sir Reginald Hargreeves deciding against adopting Luther, Diego, Klaus, Ben, Allison, Viktor and Five, and instead some seven other dickheads with superpowers.

Your encounter was far from pleasant.

Six months ago you were planning to retire from the Commission, since you were almost sixty and had had your fair share of missions, so you figured one last task with your partner, Five, would be the good way to end things. Well, one thing led to another and instead of taking out JFK, you woke up in 2019, in your preteen body, in an unknown backyard with unknown people, who turned out to be your partner’s siblings.

One thing led to another and you guys bonded over the span of 10 days in an attempt to save the world, but that is a story for another time.

After those 10 days, you time traveled once again and woke up in 1963, alone, in a school. Some teacher found you and took you in, thinking you were a lost 13 year old girl, but then again, that is a story for another time.

Six months passed until you reunited with the Hargreeves siblings in yet another attempt to save the world.

Two more weeks and you were back in 2019, but things did not go according to plan.

“Still don’t understand how you two have not banged yet,” Klaus shook his head disappointed, as Diego and Luther couldn’t help but not in agreement.

You tried not to blush, but Klaus’ bluntness always got the best of you. Spending this time with Five on top of being a teen again took a toll on you. You’ve known Five for long before the apocalypse. When the Handler recruited him, she trusted you to be his partner, since you were basically her right hand. The bickering was there even back then, but these past six months you started seeing him with different eyes, in a different light.

“I’d rather choke on chopsticks,” You were quick to deny any indecent thought, “You’re sick, by the way.”

“And you’re sixty, so bye,” Klaus smirked, hopping from his stool.

“Too retired to even bother,” Five shrugged his shoulders, watching as his two other brothers followed Klaus.

“I’m gonna get more food,” Luther lightly shrugged his shoulders, making his way to the buffet.

“I refuse to third wheel 13 year olds,” Diego stated, scratching the back of his neck.

You watched confused as the three men all left the table, leaving you alone with Five, who did not seem bothered at all.

“I’ll never get used to your brothers,” You shook your head, taking another sip from your wine, “You people are too much.”

“Can’t argue with that,” Five scoffed, watching as you were playing with your glass.

“So, retirement, huh?” You changed the subject, “What are your plans now that the world is safe?”

“I didn’t think much of it, to be honest,” Five shrugged, “Weren’t you supposed to retire after the JFK mission? What did you have in mind?”

You smiled softly, looking at your wine, “I was gonna buy a mansion in Italy, 1970s or so... maybe get a dog and cat, start producing my own wine... I don’t know, I didn’t plan much.”

“Of course there’s a lot of wine in your retirement plans,” Five smirked, as you playfully smacked his arm, “Ow!”

“You’re officially banned from visiting me in Italy,” You stated, biting back a chuckle.

“I wouldn’t have wanted to anyway,” Five lightly shrugged his shoulders, not once dropping his smirk, “Besides- you wouldn’t last a day without me.”

“Excuse you?” You scoffed, placing your hand on top of your chest for a more dramatic effect, “Last I checked, you were the one who dragged me along this whacky adventure.”

“Yeah, ‘cause I knew you’d be devastated at the Commission without me,” He replied with the same cocky air as usual, which made you ponder on the situation.

Is this Five’s way of flirting with you? During the time you spent together ever since operation Doomsday started back in the original timeline of 2019, there may have been a few... interesting moments to say the least. Like when he first opened up to you about being worried sick for his siblings, or when he gave you the tightest embrace after reuniting with you in 1963. There was also that time when you two held hands on your way to meet his father.

Moments like these that you couldn’t help but cherish with utmost happiness, but not once letting yourself get sidetracked. There was an apocalypse going on, neither of you had time for this.

But now?

Now there’s no apocalypse anymore. Granted, there still are some issues that would be best to fix, but it’s not like they’d bring the end of the world if not.

So, why not?

“If I didn’t know you any better, Five Hargreeves,” You smirked, leaning in closer to the boy, with your glass of wine in one hand, “I’d say you are flirting with me.”

Five shook his head amused, watching you sip your precious wine so close to him. If the wine was intoxicating you, you definitely were the one intoxicating him. It took him some while before he could accept that he had feelings for you, but he couldn’t say either that he was surprised when he realized.

He really felt like you were absolutely perfect, no doubt in his mind.

“And would that bother you?” Five raised a brow, resting his arm on the back of your chair, leaning in even closer.

“I can’t say it would be unpleasant,” You set down your wine, curious to see where this would go.

“You’re such a tease, Y/N,” Five rolled his eyes, “But... I wouldn’t want you any other way.”

“Will you just kiss me already?” You sighed, watching a genuine smile appear on his lips, as he leaned in, connecting your lips at last.

You cupped his face, melting into the long-awaited kiss. On one hand, you couldn’t believe this was finally happening, and on the other hand, you couldn’t believe this was actually happening. You and Five were finally done with apocalypses, trying to save the world and the Commission.

You could officially both retire.

“Does this mean I can visit you in Italy?” He whispered, as you two pulled away from the kiss, but still painfully close to one another.

“Ah, who can’t last a day without the other now?” You smirked, pulling him into another kiss.

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sardonic-the-writer · 9 days

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ includes: luther, klaus, and number five

↳ warnings: canon type threats from five

↳ notes: written so both ftm, mtf, or gn folks can read it. basically was just be being really self indulgent. enjoy

↳ song: dancin - krono remix—aaron smith

masterlist | commissions | carrd

𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

• We all saw how he reacted to Viktor’s coming out in season three. The human equivalent of ‘he’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit.’

• This time, he’s got a bit more experience understanding these things than the first time around. Might still ask Viktor a few things if he’s too embarrassed to question you directly, to which he is reminded that Viktor doesn’t speak for every trans person

• He eventually just ends up asking you what he wanted to know with a considerably more nervous tone

• Coming out party when?? Convinced that this guy just wants to have a party before the world ends at this point. Won’t have one if you’re not comfortable with it just like his brother, but he’d be so pumped if you did

• You’d think that walking around hand in hand with a big guy like Luther would stop people from yelling stuff at you, but you’d be surprised. In any case, he always makes sure to defend your honor, even if you don’t need it. He’s chivalrous like that

• Luther would be able to relate with any body dysmorphia you have on some sort of level—and in turn knows ways to combat it. It wasn’t easy to nearly die and wake up to the upper body of a monkey, so he had to adapt somehow, both mentally and physically

𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬

• Oh, he’s so happy that you feel comfortable around him

• Klaus has always experimented with his gender and sexuality, never sweating the small stuff, so finding someone that he can share his experiences with on more than just a friendly level really excites him

• No matter what time period the two of you end up in, Klaus is always supportive of you, even if it gets him in some hot water with the locals and their opinions (i.e, your time spent in the sixties.)

• Probably steals your hormone boosters if you ever run out of them. Or buys them off a dealer or two. You don’t take drugs for so long without knowing a few people

• Please let him do your hair. Whether you’re looking to lengthen it or shorten it, or even just dye the thing, Klaus will clamor at the opportunity to play hairdresser. Only if you promise to do his own in return, of course

• “Fabulous! You look amazing!” He croons one day, pretending to swoon at the sight of you. Or maybe it was authentic. You could never tell with him. Either way it made you fight the urge to crack a smile

• “Klaus you literally just brushed my hair.” You snort

• “My point still stands. Fabulous I say!”

• In a similar note to that, Klaus would let you rummage through his closet for any sort of spare clothes or fashion inspiration if you run out of outfits/ideas for how to dress. He’s got a wide array of strange garments anyways; from multicolored skirts and dresses, to suits with sequins and eye catching patterns

• Be warned. He will want to matching couples outfits. And they will be atrocious

• On any of your bad days, Klaus makes sure to remind you of how brilliant you are. Most times he just describes you how he sees you through his eyes in an attempt to cheer you up, but sometimes he’ll simply slot himself next to you and hold you until you’re ready to talk about it

• For someone that’s infamous for not being able to stand silence, Klaus sure knows how to utilize it

𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞

• Contrary to popular belief, Five does actually give two shits about you—and then some. You are his partner after all (How you managed that no one’s quite sure. The running theory between Diego and Allison is that he’s holding you hostage or blackmailing you somehow)

• His love for you means that he’s more than willing to try and understand your point of view on both the world and yourself. When he’s not trying to stop the apocalypse from ending the world and everyone in it, of course

• Often times brings Delores into the serious conversations you’ll have, claiming that out of the two of them she’s better at understanding these things

• Would burn down a building for you, and probably has already, so when you get misgendered or scrutinized Five won’t hesitate to threaten the person bothering you

• “Unless you have an aversion to keeping both of your eyes in their sockets, I suggest you back away from them.” He had hissed at a passerby on the street one day, clenching his fist with a deadly smile. And while he might not look threatening enough with his smaller frame in school boy shorts, the look in Five’s eyes had the other person scrambling away without a retort

• “Thanks.” You chuckle breathily at him after, shaking your head. “You don’t always have to do that, you know. Scare those guys off.”

• “Yeah, well, Lila would kill me if I didn’t. You’re one of the only people she actually likes.” Five rolls his eyes, doing a poor job at concealing the red tips of his ears. But you got the message

• “Sure thing Fivey.” You knocked his shoulder against your own, and held your hands up with a laugh when he sent a scathing glare your way

• He’s not the best at saying that he loves you, and that means everything about you, but he sure does try in his own little fucked up way

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youwerenevermeanttofeelalone · 2 years

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Oh, Well | Five Hargreeves

✦ pairing — Five Hargreeves x afab!gender neutral!Plus Size Reader

✦ word count — 4.3k

✦ request — hi could i request a five/plus size reader smut where they kinda bicker a lot (have a lot of tension) and are stuck in a tight closet together hiding ?

✦ warnings — nsfw, some bickering, tension, awkwardness, hints at intrafamilial violence (just a comment, nothing major), reader has a scar, semi-clothed sex, unprotected sex (please don't do this), vaginal fingering, handjob, vaginal sex, cumshot, some kind of aftercare.

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"Yes, Diego, you can punch them if they don’t cooperate, what kind of question is that?!” Before Diego could answer, Luther turned to the other side and added, “Five, take (Name) with you."

"What?!" you complained.

"Luther, no!" Five whined.

You should have known that befriending this endearingly dysfunctional family would backfire one day.

Luther was such a nice person that you never imagined he would ever bestow this upon you. Viktor was your usual partner when you had to split, but he was with Allison now.

Klaus and Ben were inseparable so unless they needed a codebreaker, which was essentially what you were, you were not needed there.

There wasn't an enigma or code you couldn't figure out. Unless, of course, the fucking enigma was sentient and a pain in the ass.

God, Five got on your nerves like nobody else had even tried to. You didn't know what it was about him, but you couldn't keep yourself from fighting him on every little thing and, through months of putting up with his constant need of being right, you found out he felt the same.

Shit, Diego was stubborn but you would have taken him over Five any day without any complaints. He was Lila's problem, though, and at any other moment, you would have been relieved.

"Why can't I go with you?"

Luther blinked. "Because I can do it on my own. Besides, Five is going to need you to gather the info."

"Why can't you and I go gather the info?"

"You want Luther, Luther, to sneak into a heavily guarded building?"

You would have thought him to be offended if you didn't know him. "I mean, yeah. It's better than putting up with you."

Five lifted his hands in exasperation. "I am surrounded by children!"

"That's rich coming from the guy who looked like one not even six months ago."

Viktor stood between you and Five, placing a hand on his brother's chest and the other on your shoulder. "Okay, stop it you two!"

"They started."

"I don't care, Five," Viktor put a stop to the incoming rant. "We're all adults, so let's act like it."

You nodded at him. It was always embarrassing to be chastised by Viktor in front of everybody. They never judged, but in your mind, they were thinking 'you just had to make Viktor step in, huh?' and yeah, maybe, but it wasn't intentional.

"Let's just... get it over with, yeah?" You offered, looking around at everybody.

Lila pointed at you. "What they said. I'm getting bored."

Why couldn't you go with Lila? You would have so much fun... well, maybe not her because your powers weren't that useful when fighting, but still.

Resigned, you asked Five, "So, how are we getting inside?"

"Give me your hand."

"What?"

"I'm getting us inside, genius."

Oh, that, yeah. "... okay." You offered your hand to him.

Five roughly grabbed it. The discomfort in the pit of your belly was over as quickly as it started. If only the corridor you appeared in was empty… oh, well.

Eyes were on you and Five and for the first time since you met him, you wished he looked 13 so that you could make a bullshit excuse about your little brother needing the bathroom.

Five didn’t even try to be subtle, choosing to ask about the office you were looking for openly. Unsurprisingly, security was called.

He grabbed your wrist and brought you with him, jumping from floor to floor.

Approaching steps prompted you to share a look. Opening the door closest to you, Five pushed you inside an empty closet.

He closed the door and shuffled to tug on the chain dangling between you to turn the light on. "Let's hope they stop following us soon."

"They wouldn't be following us if you knew how to keep your stupid mouth shut," you whisper-shouted.

Five inhaled deeply, lifting his finger to point at you before deciding it wasn't worth it. "Just do as I say."

"Yes, because that—"

He covered your mouth with his hand. "You're gonna get us caught if you continue being petty."

As if he wasn't petty!

But he was right, as much as it pained you to admit. You nodded against his hand so he would move off you. As much as he could move in such a closed space anyway.

Five removed his hand and rested his back against the door. He also put the lock on just to be safe.

"Do you know what time is it?" you spoke as quietly as you could.

"Why? Got somewhere to be?"

"Just curious."

"It must be like six or something. We should be out of here by nine."

You hummed.

"What's bothering you?"

"It's hot in here."

"Take your sweater off,” he simply said, as though that was the solution to all of your problems.

The sweater never came off, he should have known that by now.

"Was it a gift or something?"

"No."

"Look, just take the thing off, let your body cool off before you dehydrate."

"Okay. Turn around."

Five groaned. "There's no space."

"I don't want you to look at my body."

"I know what bodies look like."

"Yeah, but this is mine."

“Would it make you feel better if I turn the light off?”

“No.”

“Tough luck.” He started undoing the first two buttons of his shirt.

“Uh, what are you doing?”

“You’re not the only one who’s hot.” He stopped in his tracks, dropping his hands. “I mean as in—”

“I know what you meant, don’t make it awkward.”

Too late. It was awkward from the second he brought his hands up to undo the first button. Fuck.

As though he didn’t know it was already so fucking awkward you would rather be out there being chased, he undid the placket buttons on his sleeves and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows.

He couldn’t be idiotic enough to not know what he was doing. And if he was, you just hoped whichever God existed would have mercy on you.

Five looked almost innocent, peering at you as you did your best to not stare at him. As if there was anything else to stare at in the first place. Your goddamned luck.

The tiny closet was getting hotter, and you were sure the enclosed space had nothing to do with that.

Resigned, you grabbed the hem of your sweater and pulled it off. Five cleared his throat.

You looked at the wall beside you. “Stop staring.”

“I’m not.”

“Good.”

You expected many crazy things to happen that day yet standing before Five in just a white undershirt and jeans wasn’t one of them. It wasn't a proper undershirt but a camisole with bra support which made it even worse.

His silence was such a bad sign, too. Since when didn’t he have the energy to fight with you? There were ways to fight almost silently. Besides, there wasn’t any sound around you apart from the sighs he let out from time to time.

You held your sweater in your hand, feeling your skin grow sweaty as the weight and thickness of the material enveloped your palm.

"Why don't you just go create a distraction or something?"

"Because I would have to kill over one hundred innocent employees."

"There has to be another way, Five."

"Huh."

"What?"

"You rarely call me by my name."

"Well, I would do it more often if you were nicer."

"Would you?" For once, it didn't sound like a challenge.

"Ah, probably not,” you admitted. You weren’t about to lie to yourself just to spite him. You had done it many times before and it never ended well.

"Are you scared we're going to die here?"

"No. I would if the closet was air-tight."

"So it's not the possibility of dying or that you're busy later."

"Exactly."

"Well, I'm lost, then."

That was a first.

You shifted, doing your best to not lean into him. “I’m getting a cramp.”

He rested his hands on your waist, making you jump. “Sorry,” he softly apologized. “Just come here.” He brought your upper body onto his. “Stretch your legs.”

You groaned, immediately hiding your face in his chest to muffle your curses. Dropping your sweater, you fisted his shirt. “Fuck, it hurts.”

“Breathe, you’ll be okay.”

You took a deep breath, inhaling his scent by mere coincidence. It was rich, musky yet crisp.

“Thanks.” You lifted your head, forgetting you were so close.

Your noses bumped, you drew in a breath, and Five looked down. The warmth of his hands weighed on you, your knuckles were almost white as you viciously gripped his shirt as though it was the only thing keeping you grounded. And it was.

You would snap if you let go of his blue shirt, and you had the feeling he would snap if he moved his hands.

Searching for his eyes, you only found a parted mouth and the crease of his brow. You weren’t blind, or dumb, he looked attractive when he was focused — he was quite the looker in general, everybody in his family was.

But there was something about Five Hargreeves. It was a poorly kept secret between you and your conscience.

He whispered your name.

Your heart leaped in your chest. “Mmh?”

“Can I kiss you?”

You should have said no, you should have pretended this was a misunderstanding, you should have blamed the forced proximity of the situation. But that would make you a hypocrite and a coward, two things you hated with a passion. “Yes.”

He slanted his head as he closed the small gap between your faces, pressing his lips against yours. They were soft, perhaps too soft for the diet you had seen him follow, the most surprising part, however, was how willing you were to continue kissing him, how scared you were that he’d pull away.

Would it be weird if you kissed him more firmly? Did he even like that? How many boundaries would you cross if you dove into what you wanted?

You shakily rested your hands on his shoulders. The plan was to wrap your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss, a flawless one until you became frozen. His mouth slowly parted from yours, and barely moving any other muscle of his face, Five breathed heavily against your nose.

His lips were suddenly on yours again, so abruptly that the surprised sound your throat had made was swallowed by his kiss. He slowly slid his hands down your sides, reaching your outer thighs and tracing them up and down.

You quickly pulled away. "Turn the light off. Hurry."

Five withdrew a hand from your body and turned the light off. Breathless, he whispered, "Maybe we should keep it off."

"Yeah."

Voices echoed outside the closet. Five and you stood completely still.

This, silence, was uncommon between you. Insulting each other and complaining was your thing, yelling at each other too, not standing almost chest to chest, trying not to make a sound after having made out.

As the voices became fainter until they couldn't be heard anymore, you rested your head against the wall behind you. "Now what?"

"We wait for everybody to leave."

"Maybe we should have come at night."

"Luther didn't want to wait. You know how he is."

Luther worried, that was it, but you understood why his siblings didn't see it like that. You wouldn't have if he was your brother.

"Is the scar on your arm the reason you always wear long sleeves?"

You didn't think he'd ask. Or notice.

"They're comfortable."

"That wasn't my question."

You were glad he couldn't see you now. "Not many people know about it."

Five shifted. "What happened?"

"A fight at home went wrong."

His knee bumped yours as he got as close as possible. Five rested a hand on your waist.

"Can I touch it?" he breathed out the question against your face.

"The scar?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "I really want to touch it."

You opened your mouth to tell him it sounded weird, but you didn't dare say so. It wasn't that weird in the first place, scars were interesting and they felt nice when they weren't on your body.

Maybe he followed that logic. The thought was a little terrifying, you weren't looking to have things in common with Five.

Some would say you already had.

"Okay." You wished you could see his reaction, but it was for the best that you didn't.

The pads of his fingers were rough, skin dry, he probably had never applied moisturizer.

The movement was slow, he barely put pressure on your skin as he steadily traced the scar.

"Do you hate it?"

"Yes."

Five hummed, hand still on your arm. "I don't hate it."

You had no answer to his comment, not even a sarcastic one.

Was he expecting you to tell him more about it just because you had some time to waste?

That didn't sound like him. Five always asked for what he wanted, or took it if it was needed. You didn't hate that about him.

"I guess you don't have to live with it."

"I have scars of my own."

"Do you hate them?"

"No, but I think about them often." He wasn't interested in talking about himself, or his scars for that matter, and so he asked, "Can I kiss it?"

"If... you want to..."

"Why else would I ask?" His voice dropped as he leaned in.

His lips made contact with your skin and you jumped. Five didn't apologize.

He started near your elbow, at the bottom of the scar. His mouth was warm against your skin, too warm, almost burning.

You let out a shaky breath as he carried on, tracing your scar with his lips, kissing his way up.

Five kissed your skin past the scar until he reached your shoulder.

Your hand traveled to the back of his neck where you slid your fingers into his hair. Five sighed, pressing his lips against your neck as your fingers massaged his scalp.

His sighs quickly became quiet moans. You couldn’t bring yourself to stop pressing the pads of your fingers on his head.

Five pressed his body against yours, flush against your middle, hips pushing you against the wall.

Against your skin, he said, "Tell me to stop."

"No."

"No what?"

"Don't stop."

He took that as an encouragement to leave a mark on your neck, eliciting a whine from you.

“We gotta be quiet,” he reminded you.

Easier said than done.

He made it even harder by rolling his hips against yours, hands gripping your waist. Five kissed you again, his tongue slid past your lips just as you scratched his nape.

A few questions popped into your head. Where did he learn to kiss? How did he know the way you liked to be kissed? And could he maybe give tips to other guys so you wouldn't be left disappointed every time after him?

As though sensing your distraction, he asked against your lips, “Are you comfortable?”

“No,” you honestly answered. “But this will do.”

“You sure? We can—"

“Don’t you dare.”

He huffed a laugh and briefly pressed his lips against yours. “Very well...” Five dragged his hands down to your thighs. "Push your hips forward."

You did as you were told, making it easier for him to undo your jeans and pull them down. He grabbed at your thighs, sighing as his palms finally made contact with the soft skin there.

His fingers brushed the waistband of your panties, and in consequence your belly. "Is it okay if I take these off too?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

He softly pulled on them, as though scared he would tear them off. He probably would, the material was soft, and light to avoid any ventilation issues.

For a while, he just caressed your thighs, barely grazing your center. It was unnerving, but not unwelcome. Eventually, he reached where you needed him the most.

He parted your folds with his fingers. You gasped as he traced your slit and pursed your lips to keep quiet as he brushed your clit.

He slipped a finger into your pussy, eyes on you as he used the thin line of light sneaking in through the one to gauge your reaction. He breathed out a laugh — it sounded more like the type of smile one lets out while talking on the phone.

"Wish I could take my time with you," he admitted. "But I don't want to ruin your back." Saying that, he started pumping his finger inside you.

You had never been the quiet type, much less when being fingered, but the prospect of being caught by people who were already worried both of you would steal from them was exhilarating.

Five added a second finger, prompting you to quickly bring a hand of yours to cover your mouth. He leaned his forehead against the back of your hand, aiding you.

Your chest mirrored the rhythm of the rise and fall of his own. His free hand steadied you as he pushed harder into you, curling his fingers inside you.

You really wished you could see him, and perhaps that he could see how much pleasure he was bringing you. There was no doubt he could tell, but you had observed him for long enough to know he liked to watch.

Another godforsaken thing in common.

Lifting his head, he briefly let go of your body to pull your hand away from your mouth. His lips replaced your hand as he kissed you roughly, biting your bottom lip in the process.

"Help me out of these, will you?" he whispered.

You asserted he was talking about his trousers. He kissed you as you unbuttoned and unzipped his pants — you pulled them down, touching his clothed cock by mistake. He stopped moving his fingers inside you and made a sound in your mouth.

Instead of apologizing, now you intentionally touched his cock, grabbing it from on top of his underwear. Five broke the kiss and hissed.

"I'm gonna get them out of the way, okay?"

"Yeah," he quickly answered.

Once his cock was free, you slowly wrapped your hand around it. Giving it a gentle squeeze, you felt it throb; Five sighed.

Taking your time, —because although your feet were starting to hurt, you had many minutes to spare— you leisurely stroked his shaft. He resumed fingering you, trying to prove he could focus better than you.

You sped up, firmly squeezing his cock as you moved your fist up and down. The problem was, he sped up too and he had an advantage: he could easily keep his balance while standing up no matter what, he was probably used to jerking off standing up in the shower or something.

Your legs hurt, not only because the space was tight, but because you were tight around his fingers too and he showed you no mercy. You hated that he seemingly knew you so well.

Oh, well, you could accept defeat if you got to come.

Five kissed you softly, dragging his lips to your chin, then your jaw. He went slightly up to your ear and nipped at it. "Can't wait any longer," he whispered, giving you goosebumps.

Withdrawing your hand from his cock, you found yourself missing the weight on your hand. Soon, he pulled his fingers out of you and cruelly, noisily, licked them. With a satisfied hum, Five teased you by pressing the tip of his cock against your pussy.

The teasing was, thankfully, brief. "Are you ready? We can stop if you want."

"I'm ready," you assured him.

He didn't need convincing. Pushing his cock in, he growled. You did your best to only whimper lowly, to keep yourself from telling him to hurry up and fuck you — you didn't trust your voice or the things your loose tongue could spill as long as he moved.

And move he did, sure you weren't hurting and sure he wouldn't come by the second pump, Five pushed his hips forward, driving his cock deep into you.

As he sped up, you wrapped your arms around his neck, scared either of you would hit your head. With the same intention of avoiding an injury, Five firmly held your hips, digging his fingers into your skin as he fucked you.

There was no rhythm, no alternative either in the way he fucked you. The space was what it was, you couldn't fault him for the latter, but you wondered if, perhaps, he had thought about this before, if the lack of rhythm and the harsh way he was fucking you meant something more, or if you were merely getting too hung up on the fact that he knew how to fuck you just right.

He didn't treat you like couldn't take it as many did, there was no assumption on his behalf that you hadn't been fucked like this before, and he used it to his advantage. Five nipped at your skin, grabbed your body, and hammered into you with the presumption that this was how it was supposed to be.

And it was. You wished more people understood that.

You also wished he wasn't good at that. But he was, and he had you so close to the edge with just his cock that you kissed him so you wouldn't start babbling about it.

He smiled against your mouth because he knew.

Needing to breathe, you parted from his soft lips, letting a string of saliva hanging between your mouths, and admitted you were close. He didn't need that, or any other confirmation for that matter, but he didn't comment on it.

He fucked you through your orgasm, bringing you into his chest so you would muffle your moans with his skin as he wrapped an arm around your neck and covered his mouth.

Again, you wished you could see him. His hair must have been a mess and his face red. You could picture it, and it startingly got you to come.

He thrust in and out a few more times, before parting from you and pulling out. You could tell he was finishing himself off with his hand by the sound of his wet cock against his dry fist. Kissing him, you swallowed his grunts and moans.

Something warm coated your thighs. They must have looked pretty painted with his cum. You didn't stop kissing him, prompting him to grab you by the back of the head and give you the longest kiss you had ever been given.

Hesitant, you pulled away to finally catch your breath which mingled with his as you both breathed against each other.

"Do you have anything I can clean myself up with?"

"Uh... let me see." He went through his pocket. "It's gonna feel weird. I only have a convenience store receipt."

"It's better than walking around with cum on my skin."

"Is it?" he jokingly asked.

"Yes, you ass."

The paper was rough against your skin as Five did his best to clean you up.

In silence, you both fixed yourselves up. What happened would probably be obvious to anybody, there was no way to make yourself look presentable in the dark and without a mirror.

The thin strip of light disappeared. You pulled your cellphone from your pocket and tried to use it as a flashlight, but it was dead.

"Let's give it a few minutes," Five suggested. "Twenty, maybe."

"I have no way of measuring time."

"Counting seconds might help."

You didn't know if he was joking or not. He probably was, because his hands roamed your body until he found your hips. A bout of pain pierced through you as he hit your nose. "Ouch."

"Sorry. What was it?"

"My nose."

"Oh, I wasn't too far away."

"Please stop."

He whined, surely by mistake.

"Can't you wait fifteen minutes?"

"No."

You almost laughed at that. It would have been funny if your eyes weren't watery and your nose didn't burn.

He persisted, but instead of kissing you on the lips, his own brushed your nose. "It wasn't my intention."

"I get it. I'm not mad."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yup."

"I broke my nose once," he said, voice distant. "Dad was mad because I was supposed to spatial jump before anybody could hit me."

"Were you distracted?"

After a pause, he hummed in affirmation. "I couldn't save everybody that day."

"But you tried."

"Yeah. Only I tried. And it brought me a broken nose and a month grounded."

You put your hands on his and dragged them up his arms until you reached his shoulders. Stopping there for a moment, you considered pulling away. You didn't.

You grabbed his neck, using your thumbs to caress his cheeks. You felt him smile, something so rare you would have thought the world would end any second now.

He dragged his lips down, not before giving your nose another peck, and traced your lips with his, not quite kissing you.

A hand left your hip. A click resonated in the room and you squeezed your eyes shut as harsh light hit you.

"A warning would have been nice."

He didn't answer. Five cupped your cheek in his palm, using his thumb to trace your nose. Slowly opening your eyes, you found him already staring at you.

He tapped your nose with his thumb. "We shouldn't tell anybody about this. I don't need Diego knowing he was right when he said there was sexual tension between us."

"God, no." Did Five Hargreeves just boop your nose?

Not giving you time to say or think anything else, Five kissed you for the last time that evening, trapping your bottom lip between his mouth.

As he, begrudgingly, broke the kiss, he handed you your sweater. "Come on, if we hurry up, we might have time to get a drink later."

You hoped you were able to hide how excited his comment made you feel, but going by the twinkle in his eyes, you hadn’t.

Oh, well, there were worse people to take a liking to.

#five hargreeves x reader

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HALESTORM's LZZY HALE Says 'The Jury's Still Out' On Whether She Will Ever Have Children Of Her Own

During an appearance on the first episode of the second season of "The Allison Hagendorf Show", HALESTORM frontwoman Lzzy Hale was asked if becoming a mother is something she ever thinks about. She responded (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "I feel like I'm a mother in so many ways, so I haven't put a lot of weight in 'I have to be.' And this is a weird time for me because I'm 40, and if I'm going to do it, I have to kind of decide, but I've always had this mentality of, it's going to be — I'm going to wake up one morning and either be, like, 'You know what? I'm good without it,' or, 'You know what? Hey, bro, we're doing it right now.' It's gonna be one of those. I mean, I don't even have a dog right now, and I feel like maybe that's the point…"

She continued: "But I don't know. The jury's kind of still out, because I now am in a position where if I did, it would be a better situation than when I was in my twenties and thirties and trying to like do 250 dates a year on my own and trying to raise a kid. So I don't know. And that's where I'm at with myself. I'm not pressuring myself. And I feel like I would be a good mother, and so I'm not worried about that, but it's, like, I need to kind of have that — in the same way that I'm kind of having another epiphany now, it has to, like, 'Let me take care of me and then I'll figure it out.'"

She added: "But it's a weird conversation because even my parents are, like, 'So…' [pointing at her watch]. And my brother [HALESTORM drummer Arejay Hale] just got engaged, so he's probably gonna beat me to it."

In April 2020, Lzzy was asked by a fan on Twitter when she and her partner and bandmate of 21 years, HALESTORM guitarist Joe Hottinger, were getting married. Lzzy responded: "I truly have never had the desire. Personal preference. Technically I was asked, have a ring passed down that my SO [significant other] was given from my dad. But I'm living a #newmodernlove".

Back in October 2015, HALESTORM bassist Josh Smith confirmed the long-standing rumor that Lzzy and Joe were involved in a romantic relationship. He told the 103.9 The Bear radio station: "They're pretty open about their relationship. They don't talk about it openly, but, you know… At the end of the day, we're all like family, and that's more or less the road we take is… You know… Whatever the case may be relationship-wise, it's not gonna break up our band, and that's the… I guess, the big thing is the band is the marriage here."

That same year, Lzzy was asked in an interview if she found it difficult to maintain a relationship while on the road. Hale replied: "In a relationship, you have to literally have everything out there to this other person, and they have to do the same thing with you, or it's not gonna work. I've never been a jealous person either, and as of right now, I'm dating someone who is the same way. So we have a very amazing trust thing going on."

She added: "I think you have to work hard, no matter what, at a relationship, but, really, the first couple of steps — laying everything out there — has been total saving graces for me and my relationship."

Lzzy and Arejay formed HALESTORM in 1998 while in middle school. Hottinger joined the band in 2003, followed by Smith in 2004.

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#lzzy hale #halestorm #interview #Youtube

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jackie-sugarskull · 2 months

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Here’s a short oneshot involving my Thundermans Sona!

I was a bit inspired by @candyheartedchy to write this!

It’s nights like this that Jack really wishes she had stayed in her room.

It was Family Game Night at the Thundermans. And while she technically wasn’t family, Hank and Barb were kind enough to offer to let her join in on the fun. She graciously opted out, though, and decided to stand in as a referee.

A fat load of good that did, because things were getting… heated. Hank and Barb were stressing out, Nora was acting weird, and the twins were at each other’s throats.

All over a new car.

It hadn’t taken long for Jack to figure out that the house’s self-proclaimed “future supervillain”, and the actual supervillain that was his roommate, had rigged the family’s prize wheel to land on the most rare prize of all this time, and she was even less surprised when the two of them had planned to team up that night.

But things soon got complicated.

Much to everyone’s surprise, Max invited his girlfriend Allison to join in at the last minute. Turns out she’s a whiz at “Who Arted?”.

Jack couldn’t help but feel her heart go out for Colosso. The rabbit looked and sounded so upset, and she couldn’t blame him. If there wasn’t a civilian in the house, she would’ve immediately offered to partner up with him.

As Game Night continued, she swears that one could cut the tension in the air with a chainsaw. Allison was a talented artist, which quickly put her and Max in the lead. Billy and Nora on the other hand were a disaster. Nora would keep throwing out nonsensical guesses before Billy’s marker even touched the drawing pad. And Phoebe…

Phoebe was desperate.

Her frantic scribbles only confused little Chloe, who quickly became bored and headed up to her room, leaving Phoebe without a partner and all but disqualified from the game. But she wasn’t gonna let Max win.

“Please, Jack,” she pleaded. “You’re the only one here I can partner with!”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t,” Jack said. “I already agreed to be referee. And besides…” She then lowered her voice to a whisper so Allison wouldn’t hear. “The last thing we need is me getting stressed out, swarming the house with living shadows, and blowing mine and your family’s secrets!”

“…Good point,” Phoebe mused, then turned to glare at her brother. “Nice try, Max. I’m gonna find another partner. You’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault Chloe ditched you,” Max said, before turning to Allison with a sweet smile. “I’d never do that.”

“Hypocrite!” Jack exclaimed behind a round of coughs as Phoebe scoffed. “Sorry, I have a really dry throat all of a sudden. I’m gonna go get some water.” And with that, Jack excused herself to the kitchen.

As she grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, she could hear Phoebe’s voice protesting to her brother, but couldn’t make out what she was saying. When she came back into the living room, Phoebe was gone. A few minutes later, however, she came back with a smile.

“Where’d you run off to?” Jack asked.

“Just had to make a phone call,” Phoebe explained. “I found a new partner. He’ll be here soon.”

“Huh. That was fast.”

“Yep!”

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About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

“Oh! I’ll get it,” Phoebe said as she headed towards the door. “That’s my new teammate.” She opened it, and in walked a man Jack hadn’t seen before. He looked to be around Hank’s age, if not a little younger. Maybe a relative of his she hadn’t met yet?

He was also on the taller side, maybe around six feet or so (if her mental comparison to her own height of a little over 5-foot-1 was correct). His height wasn’t the only thing that made him stand out, though. Aside from his grey hat and khaki pants, he wore a bright magenta suit jacket with a pink silk handkerchief in the front pocket, over a pastel pink plaid shirt, and a… monocle? A little fancy for a family get together, but she wasn’t one to judge.

His eyes felt familiar to her, though. They were a warm brown that she could have sworn shined with a bit of mischief, but still felt safe.

As she wracked her brain over where she’d seen eyes like that before, she took a drink from her water bottle. This turned out to be bad timing on her part, as it was then that the man spoke.

“Hello, family!” He greeted as he took off his hat, showing his salt-and-pepper hair.

That voice. She knew that voice.

The instant she heard it, Jack immediately spit out her water in shock… all over Hank. It took everything for the man in front of them not to laugh at the sight. He cleared his throat to regain his composure.

“Uncle Colosso’s here for Game Night!”

Jack wiped her mouth with an apologetic look and glanced around the room to see everyone else’s feelings on the matter. Hank and Barb were stunned, the fact that the former was now soaking wet not even seeming to register. Billy and Nora were just as surprised. Allison just looked confused.

And then there was Max.

Poor kid looked like he’d seen a ghost and had the consequences of his actions slap him in the face all at once. His expression only fell even more as Phoebe and the now human(?!) Colosso leaned down to him, both whispering smugly.

“You’re going down.”

Well, this just got interesting, Jack thought to herself, failing to hide her amused smile. It was nice knowing you, Max. As her eyes met those of her best friend, he shot her a wink and let out that familiar mischievous laugh.

It was moments like this where she was glad that she decided not to stay in her room.

#the thundermans #dr colosso #max thunderman #phoebe thunderman #oc #oc fanfiction #my ocs #self insert #my writing

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hmmmmm season two....The 'reader' in this fic is me to put it simply. Uses my name, Kev/Kevin. Younger forms are aged up cause I want to.

Kevin walked down the side walk, a leash in his hand as he smiled at the dog getting herself tangled. He was attempting to untie her while walking and ended up bumping into someone. "I'm so sorry." He immediately apologized but quickly wanted to take it back.

"Never mind, fuck you." "Wow, what a warm welcome, eight." "Five, what do you want?" "You." "Bit forward." "Doomsday is coming and I found everyone but you and here you are so I need you to come with me." "Doomsday?" "Yes. We have very few days to stop it." Five looks Kevin over once, noticing the golden puppy sniffing his shoe, before his eyes caught his hand. "Excuse me, where is it?" "What?" "It. Where is it?" He follow his gaze and huffed. "Um...Somewhere in a grassy field..." Kevin said simply with a nod.

A few stores down, he panicked a bit when he heard a familiar voice. "I-It was nice to see you, Five, but I...I have to go." "What happened to wherever, whenever?" Kevin stopped in his tracks. "I-I...Five-" "Hey, shop owner 'bout to come out and yell at us, he saw me kiss your cheek and he's not happy about it." The new face said as he walked up and hugged Kevin. "Oh, who's this? Hi, I'm Daniel." "Names Five, I'm-" "My brother. He's my brother." Five tried not to let his shock appear on his face as he felt...crushed?

"Nice to meet you, uh, Five? Didn't know my boyfriend had any siblings, Mister-full-of-secrets." Daniel said as he poked Kevin's side and, although he was internally scared when he said 'boyfriend', he smiled at the teasing pokes.

"Yeah, hey, take Scotch back home? Need to go with him to...my other siblings. A family meeting of sorts." "Yeah. Don't stay out too long, Mama is making our favorite tonight." Daniel kissed Kevin's cheek then walked off to head to his home.

Kevin hesitated before turning back to Five, only to see a stoic expression but his eyes. Oh, his eyes, Kevin didn't think he'd see any sort of emotion like the amount of heartbreak he sees in his eyes before he's looking down, blinking a couple times before looking back at Kevin. "Five, I-" "Come on, they're waiting." He says as he turns and walks away.

"Kevin? Oh my god, Kevin!" Allison was the first to wrap the adult boy in a tight hug followed by Klaus. "My little speedster, buddy, how are you?" "Good. Maybe even great." "Why don't you just say perfect?" Five snapped. "Woah, Five, why the attitude?" Allison asked. "Unimportant, what is important is that your other kid brother is alive and well and has been thriving in the sixties for a forty-eight year old in a teenagers body."

Kevin walks away before anyone can question his behavior, missing how Luther looked over to Five and pointed at his ring finger. So he noticed it missing too. "Don't know." Is all Five said before walking up the stairs.

"I need to get to Daniel." "Daniel? Who's Daniel?" "No one." "Kevin's Boyfriend." The room went silent after Five spoke. "Boyfriend? What do you mean 'Boyfriend'?" Luther asked but Kevin was already running out of the store with Five following the the banister. "Kev, I need you to tell me that you'll be here on time." "I...I will." "Will you?"

They had a stare down, it felt like an eternity but it was only a minute before Kevin just looked away from Five before walking out. "So, Uh, real quick, What was that all about?" Five turns back to Luther, masking the feeling of betrayal of his partner with a stern look. "Don't know and don't want to get into it just yet, right now, we're on the clock." He says as he heads off to collect his other siblings.

(Season 3 now, in the car while Klaus went to find his mom)

"Why do you still have that?" Kevin said absentmindedly in the front seat while Five lounged in the back looking at a map. "What do you mean?" "The ring, dipshit." Kevin snapped. "Why do you still have the ring?" Five stares at the map for a minute before putting it down and sitting up to lean on the front seat. "Assumed you still didn't want it after..." He trails off, still not looking at Five, even when he got out and moved to the front seat with Kevin.

"I saw it. When we ran into each other and Daniel came out of the shop, I saw it." "What?" "Heartbreak. Emotion. Other than anger or neutrality, I've never seen emotion in you, not even as a kid. I felt something in me break when I saw raw pain in your eyes. I didn't...I didn't mean to fall for someone else...I was in the sixties alone, I thought all of you were gone. Daniel found me outside a liquor store with his mom...I didn't know where I could go, I was a teenage forty-eight year old in the sixties, His mom was the sweetest and took me in when she saw my state." Kevin laughs lightly. "She probably thought I was concussed or something but-" "You were outside a liquor store. You were drunk." "As a fucking skunk." The two of them laughed.

Kevin finally looked up at Five for the first time in...who knows how long. "Five..." Kevin said softly as he hesitantly placed his hand on the side of Five's face, wipe away a stray tear. "Hey, it's okay." Five then slid over from the driver side to the passenger side and threw himself at Kevin who wrapped his arms around him tightly. He rubbed his back, muttering nothings into his ear as he held him close.

For the first time, Five felt panicked. He didn't mean for all of this to happen, he just wanted to save his family from the apocalypse, he just wanted to save the word and look where they are now. In an alternate version of their timeline where their academy doesn't exist.

Kevin felt Five hold him tighter, felt his hands grip his hoodie and the heavy intakes of air that did nothing but make his head hurt. "Woah, hey, Five." Kevin frantically pulled back from him, making him look Kevin in the eye. "Five, Hun, it's okay." He gets a small sob and a head shake in return. "I just wanted to save the world, Kev. I just-" He covers his face with his hands, his breathing not getting any calmer as the seconds pass by and Kevin starts tearing up at Five's distress, he's never seen Five so broken before.

He gently takes Five's hands into his own, gently holding them as Five tried to look away from Kevin. "Hey, No, look at me." He says calmly, leaning forward a bit in an attempt to catch his eye. Five slowly looks over to Kevin but keeps his gaze down. "You don't have to look at me...just tilt your head up, look near me..." He mutters and the other does so, he expected gentle words and guidance out of this panic attack but instead Kevin leaned forward, connecting his lips to Five's, simply to just distract him, not that he missed it, and it works. Five gasps at the suddenness, immediately leaning into the other, for once letting his mind relax for a moment.

They don't notice the energy wave until it's coming back at them and they pull apart, looking around to notice that the cows are gone. "That's not good..." Five mutters and Kevin pouts. "Do we have to? Kissing is better..." Five sighs, looking at Kevin with a gentle eye before getting out of the car. "Son of a bitch." Kevin mutters before smiling at Five's laugh. "Got better things to do but I guess figuring this out needs done first." Kevin's expression lightens up as he puts his arm on the open window and peaks his head out to look at Five. "Am I better things?" Five turns from where the cows once were and smiles. "Shut up and close the window." He says while grabbing the marker from the back. "Ew, Math?" "Yeah." "Gross."

Imma finish it here cause it's cute, and fluffy, and funny, and I don't know what else to add so :)

#x male reader #kevin's posts #umbrella academy #five hargreeves x male reader #male reader #umbrella academy x male reader

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Gather Conference

This looks like it will be very good! It is for LGBTQ Latter-day Saints and those who love them. September 15-16th in Provo, Utah.

I’m really impressed at the group of people they have involved in this.

Here is a list of presenters:

Steve Young - famous football player, stood against Prop 8 in California and for the LDS Church being more loving & inclusive of the LGBTQ community

Darius Gray - a Black man who joined the LDS Church in 1964, one of the first Black students at BYU, one of the founders of the Genesis Group, involved in the "Race and the Priesthood" essay, a supporter of LGBTQ rights and the church expanding to fully include them

Charlie Bird - gained fame as the BYU mascot Cosmo the Cougar who publicly came out as gay, author of the books “Behind the Mask” and “Expanding the Borders of Zion”, co-hosts the podcast Questions from the Closet, is an active LDS church member and public about having a boyfriend

Ben Schilaty - co-hosts the podcast Questions from the Podcast with Charlie Bird, they are the two most well-known gay men still active in the LDS Church. Ben wrote the book “A Walk in My Shoes: Questions I'm Often Asked as a Gay Latter-day Saint”, and works for the BYU Honor Code Office

Tom Christofferson - older brother of the LDS apostle Todd Christofferson. Is best known for leaving his long-time partner in order to rejoin the LDS Church and writing “That We My Be One: A Gay Mormon's Perspective on Faith and Family”, then publicly announced that he has begun dating

Allison Dayton - is founder of Lift+Love which seeks to provide a positive, uplifting space for LGBTQIA+ LDS church members and their families & friends

Liv Mendoza Haynes - best known from the 2021 BYU Women's Conference when Sharon Eubank presented her and Liv announced she is queer and that she once left the LDS Church but returned and shared the story of a bishop who made her feel welcome and asked how to make the ward a safe space. Liv is married to a husband and is a busy mom

Meghan Decker - is married to a husband, loves being a grandma, but she also is attracted to women, wrote the book “Tender Leaves of Hope: Finding Belonging as LGBTQ Latter-day Saint Women”

Michael Soto - a trans man who grew up LDS and spent the last 25 years being an advocate for LGBTQ+ rights, including co-founding the Equality and Fairness Coalition, former CEO of Equality Arizona, and now is Chief Advocacy Officer for One Community

Iese Wilson - best known for his work of building bridges at BYU-Hawaii, where he publicly came out gay. His efforts include co-founding Hawaii’s first LDS LGBTQ+ support group off campus for students and staff of BYU-H, helped create and host the first LGBTQ+ fireside on the BYUH campus, and offered the first LGBTQ+ awareness training for the Guest Services Department at the Polynesian Cultural Center

Richard Ostler - host of the podcast Listen, Learn and Love and author of two books, “Listen, Learn and Love: Embracing LGBTQ Latter-day Saints” and “Listen, Learn and Love: Improving Latter-Day Saint Culture”

These individuals aren’t listed as presenting at the Gather Conference, but are shown to be involved in some way:

Bree Borrowman - a science teacher in Bountiful, UT who transitioned during the pandemic and provides a safe space for students, co-hosts the Lift+Love Adult Gender Identity support group. Bree is an active member of the LDS Church and is helping her stake and ward move towards being more inclusive & accepting

Jess Case - a clinical psychologist who identifies as gay and is married to a woman, an active member of the LDS Church. His work focuses on helping youth and adults feel safe in their communities and suicide prevention

Clare Dalton - a seminary teacher and CES employee. She came out as lesbian in 2021 and is open about her faith, her orientation, and her career as a way to exemplify that Christ meant everyone when He said, “Come, follow me”

John Gustav-Wrathel - Was raised LDS, married his husband, raised children, and then decided to return to church where because he is excommunicated he attends each week as a visitor. He is a former president of Affirmation and co-founded Emmaus LGBTQ Ministry which aims to works for the safety, well-being and happiness of LGBTQ people in and adjacent to the LDS Church

Ally Isom - a public affairs professional who has worked for LDS Church as head of global branding, in 2021 ran against Senator Mike Lee to be the Republican nominee for senate, known for her work for gender equity. In 2017 she helped the church restructure the mormonandgay website by changing the language to be less divisive and to include videos of queer members sharing their stories. She works to improve understanding between the Church and the LGBTQ community

Erika Munson - in 2012 she co-founded Mormons Building Bridges which is most famous for having LDS people dressed in their Sunday best march in Pride parades, and in 2019 co-founded Emmaus LGBTQ Ministry which provides affirming monthly devotionals and events to LGBTQ people and their families in and adjacent to the LDS Church

Austin Peterson - a gay member of the LDS Church who works in IT at BYU and serves in a bishopric

Jordan Sharp - VP of Marketing & Communication at Utah Tech University, active member of the LDS Church, and father of a gay son. Jordan wrote a Facebook post about the LDS Church needing to be more loving and accepting of LGBTQ individuals

David Smurthwaite - co-hosts the Lift+Love Adult Gender Identity support group, identifies as gender expansive, active member of the LDS Church, married to a wife and is father to 4 children

#gather conference #queerstake #tumblrstake #i've met 5 of these individuals #i want to meet them all

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allaboutandrew · 1 year

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New/old photos + full quotes from this article:

On the popular portmanteau "guncle": For him, the popular portmanteau for "gay" and "uncle" is unwelcome — and infantilizing. "I'm not a tangential character in my nieces' and nephews' lives, I'm their uncle, and it's a little cutesy. I'm a 44-year-old man." On how Allison Williams calmed him during a scary plane ride: "We were experiencing a lot of turbulence. The plane really seemed in peril, and she was so chill. She asked me, 'Why would this be the plane that went down?'" On a very Hollywood, if awkward, experience with Sienna Miller: "She has no idea who I am!" he says with a laugh. "It was not necessarily like super pleasant, but I hope the larger takeaway from that chapter is: Mark Ruffalo is a f---ing dreamboat." On children — or the lack thereof: "I had this romanticized idea that when my brothers and sisters had kids that I would be the greatest uncle in the world, and it didn't really work out that way." (He jokingly notes he now knows one cannot "call a child an a--hole.") On how the advancement of LGBTQ+ equality left him uncertain: "It's very tricky now that we have the option to have kids, it was the same thing with marriage. When that became possible, everyone was like, 'You gonna get married?' And I was like, 'Well, I don't know.'" He admits the interrogations left him reeling: "As my sister Natalie said to me very bluntly, 'Yeah. Welcome to my world.' " "I had the luxury to think about it, to ask myself if I wanted kids, and the answer was no. And it was scary. I felt like maybe I should have done something differently." So he consulted his mom. "I asked her, 'Were you always happy having children?' And the answer was no," he recalls, with a laugh. "I met someone with two children, and all of that clarity disappeared. Tuc is a wonderful father. I was confronted with the fact that I was in love with someone who did have two children. Could I make that work? And what is my role in that?" One role it would not be? "It was not like Julia Roberts in Stepmom."

#andrew rannells #tuc watkins #uncle of the year

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lolawassad · 2 years

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I know when im not wanted, Five

Five x fem!reader (one sided n past) Marcus x fem!reader

This sucks im so sorry

Mashing two requests!

first :

requested by anon

Hello! Can I request a Five Hargreeves oneshot (Season 3)

The reader is the same age as Five but recently worked for the commission for decades then became partners at work over the few years Five worked (they helped them saving the world twice)

The reader (Male/Female/GN) is basically head over heels for Five like showering him their love and affection towards the old man.

But since Five is well... Five he didn't reciprocate their feelings and kept rejecting them with harsh words.

Five never felt any type of guilt until he saw the reader crying after he went too far.

Five to the reader: "Can't you understand a simple 'no'? Do you want me to speak in Italian? Spanish? Greek? I hope the Kugelblitz took you and not my brothers!"

He was about to apologize when the reader was taken by the ball of light (Kugelblitz)

Five to the others: "I never got the chance to apologize to her/him/them"

I'm so sorry that it's so detailed 😭

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Request by @raritysyarn

Hello! There's been a serious lack of Marcus fics (yes he appeared for like two episodes but I love him sm) and I was wondering if you could write Marcus comfort with a Fem!Reader or GN!Reader (your preference)? I was thinking of something where Reader has super speed and saves Marcus from the kugelblitz. Marcus' confidence is like completely drained so Reader comforts him? Thank you so much! ^^

tw : TUA 3 spoilers same warnings as TUA

Im gonna kinda change it up a bit and hope you still like it? i dont really do angsty endings for reader, i love when reader is a happy bitch, five is 19 so is reader, the rest are around 23 instead of 30.. again sorry for not writing the angsty ending! if you guys want me to write this with another character dont be shy to request one!

When you all blinked to a new timeline your face is blank "Can't you understand a simple 'no'? Do you want me to speak in Italian? Spanish? Greek? I wished the handler killed you!" is haunting your mind.

When Marcus says "you have 30 seconds to leave" you perk up "where is the exit?" you ask making him call for someone named Grace "Grace please lead the lady to the front door" Grace nods "Im sorry for breaking into your house, i didnt mean to" you say voice breaking slightly.

Grace's hand falls onto your back before she starts leading you to the door, you exit the living room but not before hearing "damn that is one pretty woman" and a thud

You reach the front door and Grace opens it "thank you for visiting, hope to see you again soon!" she beams face twitching slightly "thank you Grace" you softly say before exiting the house and walking through the garden.

You walk through the park seeing happy couples and feeling your heart crack.

Time skip till after the fight

"why did y/n just leave like that? she has always helped us, what changed?" Allison asks concerned for the girl who is like a sister to her "Five what did you do?" Viktor asks him making Five scoff "i just turned her down, she was getting on my nerves!" he tells his siblings

Fei scoffs making her siblings turn to her "the girl that left and looked dead inside? the little one crushed her heart" she tells her siblings, Sloane puts her hand on her heart "Oh that poor thing, i should find her and bring her here!" she says making Marcus nod "yes she could also give us extra info on that awful family" he says straightning up his tie

"What was that?" Ben asks Marcus "nothing" Marcus quickly defends himself making Ben clench his jaw "sure number one" Ben spits that last part

Sloane quickly grabs a coat and grabs an extra one "I dont know her size so im just borrowing a jacket of yours is that okay?" she asks Alphonso making him nod before Jayme elbows him "Im not fat" he defends himself making Sloane giggle "i know that silly this jacket is massive though, why did you buy it?" she replies making Jayme nod "good i would've killed you"

Sloane grabs onto Marcus his arm and pulls him with her, Marcus sends a smirk Ben's way before lifting his head up highly and snatching the jacket from Sloanes hand throwing it on the coat hanger "wait" Sloane says "Fei where is she?"

You sit down next to the entrance to a hotel called Obsidian, you slightly shiver before feeling something land on your skirt covered thighs "you look cold" a smooth voice says "you should put it on or you might freeze there, love"

You look up and see the guy from earlier now sporting a bruise around his eye "Marcus right?" you ask making him nod "yes thats me, now put the coat on" he says again making you put on the sparrow blazer, Marcus rolls his sleeves up slightly before sitting down next to you.

"You left pretty easily back there" he speaks up after a moment of silence, his eyes focussed on you in his blazer, Sloane peaking out from behind a bush secretly spying on her brother, a crow sitting next to her also watching.

"Yeah well i wasnt wanted, didnt want to be scolded like a child" you say trying to sound joking but your voice comes out shaky, you turn your head to look at him only to notice him staring at you.

"I know we just met but you should come home with me, i dont want you to freeze to death and we could use info on the people you came with" he says "nothing personal, i really hope you come willingly"

"Do you have hot cocao?" you ask him softly making him smile "fuck yeah we got anything you want" he replies making you smile back softly, he jumps up and offers his hand to you, you go to grab it but are interupted.

"y/n!" Five says walking over his family trailing behind him, you roll your eyes and take Marcus his hand who pulls you up with ease "your too late, pretty girl is coming with me" Marcus teases him with a smirk Five's eyes twitch "im not letting you kidnap her" he sneers making Marcus laugh

"y/n is coming with me willingly, isnt that right?" he asks you making you nod "i know when im not wanted, Five" you tell him making him scoff "not wanted? really, not fucking wanted?" he asks offended

you scoff "Can't you understand a simply 'no'? Do you want me to speak in Italian? Spanish? Greek? I wished the handler killed you!" you repeat Five's words to him making him take a step back, he opens his mouth to speak but Marcus is faster "you should walk. the. fuck. away." the taller man says, venom filling his voice

FLASH BACK to before blinking to the present

You turn to Five while waiting for the others to show up "When we get back do you uhm.. maybe wanna go get some coffee with me?" you ask him making him roll his eyes "what like a date?" he asks making you nod, he scoffs "no" he replies making you take a step back, you open your mouth to say something but he puts his hand up "Can't you understand a simple 'no'? Do you want me to speak in Italian? Spanish? Greek? I wished the handler killed you" he tells you right before Diego runs up

FLASH BACK OVER

Five scoffs "no" he says making Marcus chuckle before he starts walking away, pulling reader with him who has a hard time keeping up with his long steps, Five blinks in front of them "so what your betraying me now?" he asks you making you look away "you betrayed me first, Five, not once did you reject me or tell me you didnt like me flirting with you and giving you all my affection, and then you just slam me down? And what? You expected me to just run back to you after you crushed my heart?" you demand, a tear rolling down your eye

"Listen y/n and me we need to leave" Marcus says, its then Sloane runs up "yeah we need to leave" she says before grabbing your hand and pulling you with her "im Sloane, you and me? we will be bestfriends!" she beams making you beam back

Five glares at Marcus "i will kill you" Five threatens making Marcus laugh "sure little buddy, would love to see you try" he replies with a smirk before he starts following the two girls

Sloane points at random things and tells you about them making you nod and hum, when you reach the building Sloane turns to you "Ben hes a bit... wary of strangers so dont mind him" she says with a smile

In the living room you are greeted by the other four siblings Alphonso elbows Jayme who is standing next to him and she straightens up "welcome back your majesty" she says sarcastially making Alphonso scoff "we are supposed to be nice to her, she would be a good add on to our choatic duo, make it a trio" he scolds her making you giggle

Marcus his eyes shoot towards you with a love struck look on his face "Siblings please get out so i can question our guest" he says after clearing his throat and sitting on a chair, when his siblings leave he gestures to the couch across from the chair he is on

You sit down and he calls out for Grace "get the lovely lady a hot cocao please" he asks grace making her nod and smile "so glad to see you again" she beams making you smile back at her

You shiver lightly "you cold darling?" he asks making you nod "just a little, but the hot cocao will warm me right up" you reply with a smile, he frowns "i cant have my special guest be cold" he tells you while getting up and walking to the fire place and throwing some wood on it making the fire get slightly bigger

He sits down in front of the fire and holds his arm up, you get up and sit next to him, his arm wraps around your shoulder softly pulling you into him "better?" he asks making you nod "much"

You rest your head on his chest making him sigh in relief "i would never do that y'know?" he asks making you look up at him "what do you mean?" "i would never treat you like that" he says looking back at you

You burry your head into his chest making him smirk "i got hot cocao!" Grace beams walking into the living room before putting two cups down in front of you and marcus "Im going back to god now" she says before walking off

"God?" you ask Marcus making him frown, he gets up pulling you with him before he starts following grace, you trail behind him

When you enter the basement you see Marcus reaching out to a big flying orb, you stop time running over to him using your speed, his hand is about an inch away from the orb and you turn him around before letting time go back again

Marcus his hand falls onto your shoulder "how?" he asks "you cant just touch random flying balls!" you scold him "you couldve died!" you hug him making him freeze "im sorry Darling, your absolutely right" he says before placing a peck on your forehead

You punch his chest before pulling away "stupid men" you mutter softly before running back into the living room, Marcus runs behind you "YOU ARE REALLY FAST" he yells at you making you giggle before falling infront of the fireplace again

"its my gift" you beam at him when he finally reaches the living room again, he is panting and out of breath "gimme a moment sweetheart" he says with his hands on his knees

When he finally catches his breath again he sits down next to you "so.." he trails off making you look at him "so.." you mock him making him chuckle

"i think the people you came with caused that thing down stairs" he tells you making you nod "we didnt mean to!" you pout, his hand holds your cheek and his thumb carresses your bottom lip "i know honey i know" he coos

Something hits him in the back of the head making him scoff before he turns around and sees Five "what was the point in that?" he asks the smaller guy while standing up

"Five why are you here?" you ask him while grabbing Marcus his arm and using him to pull yourself up "i love you" Five says taking a step towards you making you take a step back

"You dont get to do this" you tell him making him scoff "i love you y/n, just come with me please?" he asks making you shake your head

Marcus softly pulls you behind him "your trespassing kid, you should leave before i make you" he tells Five with a glare "get ur paws off my girl" Five growls out making Marcus laugh

"you rejected her, she isnt your girl" Marcus snarls

"okay wait, you guys can fight later but like.. Shouldnt we do something about that flying orb?" you say

Five clicks his tongue "what flying orb?" he asks curious, Marcus scoffs but starts walking towards the basement, your hand in his

"that orb" Marcus says when you enter the basement "you guys caused it when you came here" Five steps forward and goes to touch it but you stop him "dont touch it unless you wanna die" you tell him

He looks back at you then glares at where your hand is connected to Marcus's hand "i think i know what this is" Five trails off before jumping away

You roll your eyes before pulling your hand away from Marcus making him worried, his worry doesnt last long when you throw yourself into his arms with soft sobs

"oh sweetheart dont cry" he coos "i got you" he whispers before kissing your temple "hes a scumbag" you sob out

When your sobs stop marcus softly lifts you up and wraps your legs around his waist before walking you back to the living room where he lays down on the couch

"today must've been hard on you my love, go take a nap, we can talk tomorrow" he says before kissing your forehead

#x reader #x y/n #the umbrella academy #five x reader #five x y/n #the umbrella academy x reader #Marcus hargreeves x reader #marcus hargreeves x y/n

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bepractical · 2 years

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Kin Character List

It’s been a while since I first watched Kin and I’m still deeply obsessed so I thought some good old fashioned episode recaps/meta might exorcize it from my system. At least until the next season. This is really for my benefit but if you happen to stumble across these posts, please enjoy my rambling and feel free to share your thoughts. And be warned, I’ll be talking about season one as a whole so EVERYTHING I post will be spoilery. If you haven’t watched and want to be surprised, DO NOT PROCEED. TURN BACK WHILE YOU CAN.

I started this show 100% here for Charlie Cox. His Daredevil/Matt Murdock is the light of my life. While I grew to love the rest of the cast, he’s still my focus a good chunk of the time and Michael is my favorite character, though Amanda is a close second. If you catch a hint of bias going forward, you’re not imagining things. This is a great show for rewatch; it lays a lot of groundwork early on for later plot developments and character arcs, which I’ll point out and occasionally delve into as they occur. The first episode recap alone is a monster.

Before I get to the episodes, here’s a little roll call of the show’s most important characters, as determined by me. Drop a comment if I missed something, got anything wrong, or if you know for certain whether or not Michael and Allison were married.

The Kinsella Family Tree

Bren, Frank, and Birdy are siblings.

Bren is Jimmy and Michael’s dad. Their mom’s name is/was Julie. They have an estranged sister named Jenny.

Frank is Eric’s dad. No info on Eric’s mom.

Jimmy and Amanda are married with two kids, Jamie and Anthony. Jamie was probably Michael’s biological son.

Michael has a daughter, Anna. Her mom was Allison. Unclear if Allison and Michael were married.

In episode 2 Birdy talks about being a grieving mother, no info on possible former kids or partners.

For you visual learners, I recommend checking out the show’s family tree.

Important note: The Kinsellas are neighbors. Jimmy and Michael’s houses are side-by-side, Birdy across the road and Eric next to her. I’m not sure where Frank lives but he moves in with Birdy mid-season.

The Kinsellas

Frank Kinsella- Current head of the Kinsella family, pragmatic, generally nonviolent, spends too much time on Grindr, loves his son but is a bad dad, easily manipulated, terrible under pressure.

Bridget ‘Birdy’ Goggins- Family first, Frank’s biggest supporter, has ‘history’ with Eamon, super touchy with Michael, overlooked cause misogyny/patriarchy, weaponized warmth.

Bren Kinsella- Head of the family pre-prison, actualfax mob boss, hotheaded bully, values ruthlessness, all signs point to him being abusive.

Jimmy Kinsella- Loyal to family AND family hierarchy, a hint of toxic masculinity, violent but not a killer, giant ball of emotions when it comes to his wife, kids and brother.

Michael Kinsella- Family hitman, fresh from prison and traumatized about it/killing Allison/health problems, loving dad, loyal to family but NOT hierarchy, cold-blooded teary-eyed killer, loves Amanda, looks like Charlie Cox.

Eric ‘Viking’ Kinsella- Hotheaded but good natured, just wants to do cool gangster shit and win Frank’s approval, bad boyfriend to Nikki, loves a good heist, dumbass.

Amanda Kinsella- Grieving mother, smarter than most of the Kinsellas put together, loyal to family but not hierarchy, in love with Michael, done with Frank and Eamon’s shit.

Jamie Kinsella- Momma’s boy, Anthony’s older brother, wants to be in the family business until he doesn’t, murdered by accident.

Anthony Kinsella- Walking bad guy bait, put on a bus, down with retailatory murder, knows how to work a grill.

Anna Areoye- Angry teenager with an overbearing grandma, loves to dance, eats chocolate cake with orange juice, loves her dad despite him killing her mom.

Kinsella allies

Nikita Murphy- Eric’s girlfriend, tight pants and big hair, naïve, wants Eric to get some respect, wants Eric to respect her, not thrilled with the reality of dating a criminal.

Dotser- Loyal to Frank, bodyguard who also vets hook ups, super dead.

Fudge- Loyal to the family, especially Eric, good natured, super dead.

Kem- Set up Fudge for money, was in bed with Eamon, currently under Amanda’s boot.

Noel- Helped Amanda launder money/cars, supplied car for the hit on Caolan Moore, first retaliatory hit.

Everyone else

Eamon Cunningham- Drug kingpin of Ireland, actualfax mob boss, full o’hubris, bad dad to 2 out of 3 kids, good ex, should’ve just given the Kinsellas Caolan Moore, killed by Michael.

Con Doyle- Eamon’s right hand, loved his son and making empty threats, killed by Jimmy.

Caolan Moore- Made a play for Kinsella territory, ordered the hit on Eric, tried to pay off the Kinsellas for killing Jamie, killed by Michael.

If you're interested in long, spoilery recaps with terrible screen shots the first half of the the first episode can be found here.

#kin amc #michael kinsella #jimmy kinsella #amanda kinsella #frank kinsella #birdy goggins #a whole lotta kinsellas ok #eamon cunningham #kin

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pfenniged · 2 years

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Hot Take: Nothing Allison did this season was redeemable. Not only did she basically sexually assault Luther because she was all pissy and sad that her husband was gone and bitter her brother literally found someone actually healthy and nice, she also acted like she was the only person on earth who had literally lost a partner and a child and randomly blamed Viktor for it.

Then she had the audacity to be pissed off when Viktor wouldn’t help her at the end of the world when just the night before she had basically killed Viktor’s surrogate child, refused his genuine apology, and was pissy about everyone “coddling” Viktor, when we know back to his childhood he was literally the odd one out everyone hated.

On top of that, she’s so much of a pussy that after she gets angry that Viktor won’t help her, it’s all basically out of “I need Viktor’s powers when I had about two scenes concerned about my child when we were back in the 1960s but now I’m mother of the year and need to get back to my child,” versus actually seeing things from Viktor’s view, who also lost the love of his life and a child that was ironically murdered by Allison.

Then on top of that she’s pissy/mean enough to sarcastically make fun of Viktor’s waistcoat for being “original” when Viktor’s basically just transitioned and is probably still figuring out fashion choices at the end of the world, and then the shitty cherry on top is her basically having an existential life crisis and being a total asshole for four days, false apologizing, and then getting everything you would ever want back as things are reset, with absolutely no repercussions and having the gaul to act “shocked” and “surprised” when their shitty Dad turns on them.

Fuck, besides Luther and Sloane, we literally don’t see if anyone else gets their happy ending. Go piss up a flagpole, Allison- you don’t deserve your super-nice house with the cute squirrel iron cast window.

(P.S: Also her entire magnification of powers comes from Viktor in the first place but she doesn’t even address that despite them helping her in several life-or-death scenarios but OKAY-)

#spoilers #I was so done with her this season I swear lol #The Umbrella Academy #TUA #tua spoilers

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queenpos · 1 year

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Heyo!! Fair warning — this prob gonna be awkward & tons of rambles. LOL.

This is my intro post announcing my return to tumblr, however I don’t even remember my last tumblr account so idk if any of my old writing partners are around & will remember me.

Back to introducing myself — howdy, I’m queenpos. I am twenty - eight years old, I do have a job and two kids, so I’m a bit slow … okay really slow sometimes. I currently am actively writing on DISCORD & ROLEPLAYER.ME

But this is my first post in an attempt to return to tumblr rp, as it is one of my favorite platforms. I am a literate writing, preferred length is multipara to novella — but always down for quick back and forth banter on days where muse isn’t high enough for long threads.

MY ACTIVE MUSES —

( Joseph Morgan ) Klaus Mikaelson - canon divergent, canon til post the original finale. dark au, got close to Lucifer upon going to hell, was given the title of King of Hell when Lucifer decided he wanted to return to Earth. For watching over hell, Lucifer granted him the gift of returning to earth, crossing the veil whenever he wanted. Only when he crosses the veil, a blood lustful demon shares his body with him.

( Crystal Reed ) Allison Argent - canon divergent, canon til her death episode. I have two AUs for her, the main one is she comes back as void, the Nogistune realizing how useful she could be — like a Dr. Jekyl Mr. Hyde vibes. ( just a short description — those that want to write with Allison will get her full two aus to choose from. )

( Ana De Armas ) Raen Alvarez - original character, sons of anarchy / Mayans mc verse. BRIEF BIO — Being the middle child of the Alvarez children, she got everything she wanted. She was very rarely told the word no. Tessa, her sister, is the youngest who was born a few years after their older brother was murdered. Raen was close to her older brother, so when he was murdered by SAMCRO member Happy, she grew cold and detached towards the other MC. Not caring about the peace deal to buy guns that her father worked out with SAMCRO. She has a lot of rage inside of her due to losing her brother, her best friend.

( Dove Cameron ) Bambi Chase - original character, sons of anarchy verse. BRIEF BIO — BRIEF BIO: Bambi is the daughter of Wendy Chase & Jackson Teller. Wendy didn’t find out she was pregnant until she moved out of Charming with Nero. Bambi was raised with Abel & Thomas, never knowing that they were her half brothers. When she was 16, she found her mother’s memory stash, finding her birth certificate which stated her father was Jackson Teller. Upon learning that she was part of a Teller, she decided that when she was ready, she’d moved back to Charming and learn more about her father. Now at the age of 22, she lives in Charming.

( Dylan OBrien ) Mueller Bennett - original character, supernatural verse ( not the show ). BRIEF BIO: Mueller was taken into foster care when he was nine years old. He never got adopted, he merely aged out of the system. For the first two years of being on his own, he struggled — doing as many odd jobs as possible just to keep the apartment he managed to get. Until one night, on his way home from closing the bar with his friend, celebrating his twenty-fourth birthday. What should’ve been a fun memorable night, it turned out to be the last night he would ever have. He was targeted for a gang initiation, he was brutally beaten before being stabbed in the throat, left to bleed out in an alley. Heaven welcomed him, granting him his wings but the anger inside of him, the vengeance he craved had him doubt the heavens.

He found himself learning about how Lucifer had fallen and every story making him out to be villian possible — but Mueller couldn’t help but understand and soon followed suit. When the gods found out, his wings were painfully sliced off and he was shunned to hell, where his anger and vengeance was welcomed and encourage. Upon returning to earth, he sought to live out his revenge, finding himself in Dark Hollow, where all sorts of creatures roamed the streets.

#indie rp #OC rp #rpc #tvd rp #crime rp #teen wolf rp #tw rp #canon rp #rp

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rcksmith · 3 years

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The sin you make me commit. — Five Hargreeves

Requests: “omg i’ve been reading everything in ur acct, i love ur writing sm! could you do fluff 27 and smut 6 and 95 for five?”

“hello, love. can i request five hargreeves with fluff prompt 50 and smut prompt 54 if it's alright with you? thank you 💓”

Fluff prompts:

27. “It’s late. Shouldn’t you be asleep?”

50. “She don’t compare to you. No one does.”

Smut prompts:

6. “do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

54. “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

95. “What are you doing in my bed?!”

A/N: We not tolerate any pedophilia here !!

I write about Five with their 20s. I write the same about the characters of Harry Potter.

Thank you for requests💖 I hope you guys like💖 English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

Requests are open. Love you ❤️

Resume: You're Diego's best friend, but Five desires you to much.

Couple: Five Hargreeves/Fem!Reader.

Warnings: swearing, explicit smut, dirty talk, fluff too. Smut smut.

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Liking Five Hargreeves was ... stressful. If you could define all the whirlwind of feelings and emotions, you would use that word. Okay, maybe you would use two words: stressful and exciting.

Exciting because Hargreeves looked like an angry young god. Always with a malicious smile, a penetrating look and an energy that made any environment submit to him. Everyone felt the intense vibration that emanated from every inch of that tall, slim and thin 28-year-old body.

The dark hair like sin and the white skin like alabaster brought a sublime contrast, making your mind sail through dangerous and turbulent waters. Everything about him turned you on like hell. The voice was hoarse and arrogant, the laughter boastful, the posture of all that tall body. It was too much for you.

But everything about him also stressed you out like hell. Five Hargreeves was unbearable. And just as he was aware that he possessed an overwhelming beauty, he also knew that he was exasperating. And Five don’t give a shit for it.

But it wasn't just the personality that took you seriously. It was the girls. Five had half the women of that city wrapped around him finger, at the mercy of whatever desire he had, giving himself up on a gold tray if he asked.

Jealousy. It was clear and perfect what you felt. Jealousy so visseral that you rolled your eyes every time you were in the Hargreeves' kitchen, drinking coffee with Allison and Diego, and you saw Five appear with a purple hickey on his neck.

You had to control every fiber of your being so as not to break the mug that you were holding, so strong that you squeezed the porcelain. It was unbearable. Unbearable because you wanted him madly. With every cell of your being.

It is unbearable because you couldn't have him.

Truth be told, an involvement with Five would cause a hubbub. You are a friend of Diego's for a long time. The two of you met at the police unit, when You were recruited after graduating from college at the age of 22. Diego had been assigned to be you partner and, although he was pissed off at first because he practically had to babysit, the two of you ended up becoming inseparable.

The years passed, the friendship became stronger and, when Diego was expelled from the police, you were there to help him in any way he needed. And that only boosted friendship even more. Diego Hargreeves was a strong, stubborn and very determined man. Somewhat possessive of the people he loved, since in childhood he never had many things to hold on to and love. So when any light went through the dark room that was his life, Diego clung to that light.

Because that, you know that any romantic involvement with any of Diego’s brothers would awaken the volcano in the knife man. He would be possessed if he found out that one of the brothers was fucking his best friend. Besides, unfortunately, Diego was smart and astute enough not to notice any changes from you with Five if you chose to do something hidden.

So it was better to avoid the drama.

But, avoiding the eruption Diego, was triggering an eruption within you. A very specific and atrocious fire.

And that was exactly what you were feeling right now. Seeing Five walking down the steps of the mansion, his hair disheveled, his clothes slightly rumpled and hickey marks around his neck. If that were not enough to denounce the wild night he had had, the woman who came down behind him would have been enough. Her black dress was wrinkled, her makeup smudged and she carried heels in her hands.

It inflated a colossal jealousy inside you, setting fire to all your nerve endings.

The girl was still beautiful. Stupidly beautiful. Even with the shambles of last night, her blond hair still retained its incandescent shine and her long catwalk legs were stunning.

You snorted, rolling your eyes and making your way back to the kitchen once again.

“I arrived.” You held out the bag of donuts to Diego, who hurriedly opened it.

“How much delay.” He grunted as he stuffed a donut in mouth and turned to the counter, returning with two mugs “Your coffee.”

It was a kind of ritual between the two of you. It started at the police station, when you were still working together, you offered donuts for him and Diego coffee for you. And as the years went by it ended up becoming a symbol of friendship. You brought the food and Diego the drink. Always.

When he was fired, the two of you moved the tradition to his home. That was when the Hargreeves brothers met you, and your presence at the mansion became so normal that you didn't even have to knock on the door anymore, just like Diego at your apartment. After four years of friendship, you and Diego were still there. Unshakable. And maybe that was one of the things that kept you from giving Five any openness too.

“Is it just me or are these donuts getting worse and worse?” Diego complained, and you rolled your eyes.

“You tell me that since our patrols.”

“Because it is true.” He stuffed another candy in his mouth.

“And you still eat all of them.”

“One day I'm going to make a machine donuts my bitch and make better donuts than these.”

You laughed and, when you answered, a blue flash flashed in the kitchen and Five Hargreeves was opening the refrigerator.

You held your breath.

“Don't you have anything decent to eat in this house?” Five grunted and turned to you and Diego, stopping eyes on the donuts

“Do not even think…”

Diego warned, but it was too late, Five had teleported to his brother and snatched the candy from his hand, taking a big bite.

“Bitch.” Diego grunted.

“Good morning, my dear brothers!” Klaus entered the room, smiling and covered in a black feather overcoat. “My brother's dear girlfriend.” He winked at you.

You choked on your coffee, or Diego, or both.

“She's not my girlfriend.” Diego defended himself.

“But I was not referring to you.” Klaus countered and this time it was Five who choked on a piece of donut.

You caught something in the air, something that went down your spine and injected an icy sensation into your heart. A feeling that there was something deeper in those words. Something you didn't know what it was about.

But from the way Five gave Klaus a look that contained the promise of apocalypse, you felt that the two brothers knew very well what it was about.

Diego frowned and looked at you, but you made a gesture with the shoulders and the eyebrows of someone who also didn't understand anything. Then he took it as just another one of the senseless things Klaus said and shrugged, turning to you again.

“Are you going to work on that case today?”

You agreed, drinking your coffee.

“Yes, I managed to find more clues about the dealer.”

“The ones in the alley, isn't it?”

You smiled, are nice and light the way Diego and you had the same line of reasoning, almost like an internal language. He could tell exactly what was going through your head. And all him siblings could see that, too.

Five could see that. And that was the main reason he fucked that blonde until he lost his mind. Discounting all the anger he had felt for months.

Five felt so wrong. So dirty. A bastard of the worst kind for lusting after his brother's best friend so... intensely. Only the devil knew how many times Five touched himself thinking of you, remembering your legs in that tight skirt and high heels, or the moments, like today, when you appeared with a white dress shirt, so tight that your breasts were so marked that it barely left work for the imagination.

Fucking hell! You are a fucking mirage!

“Exactly. I'll tell you later how it was today.”

You smiled at Diego and took your bag from the table, hanging it from the arm fold and drink the rest of your coffee.

Diego stuck another candy in his mouth and stretched his left hand towards you, saying with his mouth full:

“Your collar is crooked again.” He pointed and took his fingers to your collar, tidying up the white fabric

Five squeezed donut himself so tightly that he felt it break in his fingers. God! That was the worst part! When someone touched you. He knew that for Diego and you it was completely normal. Your friendship was very strong, but that didn't stop Five from burning inside.

“Thanks” You smiled and pulled a donut out for you while saying goodbye to everyone and left the mansion.

Diego left the kitchen seconds later, leaving only Klaus and Five there.

“If you made any move, she would be more with you.” Klaus scoffed as he pulled an orange juice.

Five rolled his eyes. Klaus was the only one who knew about his secret crush on you. It wasn't like he said it, but Klaus realized that he was looking at you much more closely, that he held breath when you were too close. And that he always drowned in a night of drinking and casual sex when he saw Diego much near you.

“Shut up.” He stuffed what was left of the candy in mouth.

“Why don't you talk to her? It's not like she's a seven-headed monster. ”

“She is Diego's best friend.” Five pointed out the obvious and Klaus shrugged.

“So? You two are adults, it’s not like you’re in high school.” He drank the juice “I bet Diego would fuck some of your a hottie’s friends if you had any. You two don't need him permission to have sex. ”

Five rolled his eyes.

“Even if I did that. And it doesn't mean that I will!” He pointed to his brother “But even if I did, Y/N never gave any indication that she wants anything.”

“Oh for god's sake” Klaus laughed “Didn't you notice how she looks at you? It is so intense. As if she was undressing you with eyes. It's very hot, actually. ”

Those words rang in Five's mind all day. All afternoon. Blundering any common sense he once had.

Was he so oblivious to your eyes? Five tried so hard not to catch fire when he was close to you that he might have missed the signs of how you felt.

What if he did make a move with you? What if you wanted that too?

It's not like Five wants to hurt Diego. Or if Five had chosen his brother's best friend just because he was a bastard. No, Five didn't wake up on a beautiful day and thought: “Hm, I'm going to fuck my brothe’s best friend.” Do not.

Five was human. And any human with good eyes and a little common sense would be overwhelmingly attracted to you. And besides, they were not children. Diego would be fine.

As Five placed a stone in the dilemma called “Diego”, a colossal wave of indecent images of you sank Five into the deepest ocean. Invading him entire system and injecting all those months of insane desire into his veins again. Now in full force.

Every night Five fucked senseless any woman, just to close his eyes and imagine that it was you. That it was your moans, that was your hot body, your broken kisses. So many months of high denial and physical torture would now explode like an atomic bomb in his system. It physically hurt not to touch you. It was like missing something he never had. Being addicted to a drug he had never tried.

But today Five was going to overdose.

It was one in the morning when Five Hargreeves made a decision. When his whole body burned with his own lustful desire, screaming for him to seek some relief. And it was one in the morning when Five teleported to your apartment, specifically in your bed.

Five didn't know what to expect by going there. He was so overwhelmed with his own emotions that he didn't stop to think about call you phone like a normal human being.

No. He needed to see you. Right now. A long time of self-denial mess a man's head.

Five Hargreeves considered himself to be a very articulate human being, a genius, unshakable. But as soon as he saw you come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, he would never be able to say anything even if him life depended on it.

As soon as your eyes landed on you, you screamed, jumping two steps back and widening eyes.

“Five? My God, what a scare!” You tightened the towel around your body “What are you doing in my bed ?!”

He swallowed, mind too focused on you to think of any decent response. In fact, there was not one. Five was being as intrusive as possible, and he realized how much you messed with the reasoning in him. How much you messed up and played with him brain.

Five should have said something. Anything. But what he said was: “It's late. Shouldn’t you be asleep? ”

You laughed, a little shocked, a little puzzled.

“Answering my question with a question?" You laughed “Did you forget that I'm a cop?”

Oh no. He never forgot that. In fact, that title just made him want to turn you on your desk and fuck you until you shout him name. Five gave a smile at that thought.

"I needed to talk to you." Then he got up from the bed and went towards you.

Five noticed the exact moment when your breath evaporated. When your skin prickled, your chest rose and fell more intensely, pupils dilated. He was one inches away from your hot body when he saw the delicious blush spread over your angel cheeks. You had such a sweet face!

God, he wanted to break you!

"Wh-what did you want to talk to?" Your voice faltered, and Five realized that Klaus was right.

Oh yes, you wanted him too.

Five drew suspense, raising hand and brushing him fingers along your arm damp from the hot bath water, your skin crawling. You looked like a goddess like that. So disconcertingly beautiful.

"You are so Beautiful." He couldn't keep that thought to himself, and you blushed “I thought you were beautiful from the second I saw you.”

You lost your breath, clasping your hands on the towel, pressing it on your body, your fingers trembling just like your heart. Five's hand went up to your neck, touching your warm skin and running her palm up to your cheek.

“I have been wanting you for so long.”

“You do?” You sighed back, leaning over him touch.

“Every fucking day.”

To say you were shocked would be an understatement. Five found it funny, as if it were possible that there was some reality in which he didn't want you so badly. His touch on your skin became firmer, and he moved closer.

“Did you think I didn't want you?”

“Yes” You said “You never did anything, and you've always been with so many women.” Five noticed that you contained an eye roll “Like today's blonde.”

“She don’t compare to you. No one does.” Now he placed both hands on your cheek, gluing your two body, him height being much greater than you.

That seemed to be the right answer, because you responded by canceling the space between the two of you, sticking your mouth to his. Five sighed, as if he had taken water after years in the desert, pressing the touch. You tasted much better than he ever imagined, and when your tongue brushed him, he sighed again.

Five Hargreeves had all the women wrapped around his finger. But only you had he wrapped around your finger.

You put your hands up to his black hair, dropping the towel that collapsed on the floor. You thought that you would be the most anxious person there, that it was you who wished all this time with the greatest ardor. But Five proved you were wrong. The aching groan he gave when he touched your naked body was the greatest proof you needed to know that it was he who had been burning for months in a fierce fire.

Five memorized every bit of you as if it were going to be him favorite memory, rising his hands to your breasts and biting your lower lip as he squeezed your hot flesh. You groaned, or it was him. Or both.

“You are so fucking delicious.” He snarled in your mouth, dropping left hand down your belly, making you clasp your hands in him arms, needing more.

“F-five." You sighed, the core throbbing.

“Do you think of me when you touch yourself?” Five lowered his mouth to your ear, finding yours smooth folds and swallowing a snarl when he felt how wet you were.

"Y-yes." You sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck and rummaging around in his hand, desperate.

"Oh, what a dirty little thing.” Then he stuck a finger in your slippery entrance, and you screamed out loud, sobbing and clenching your nails in his flesh. But as fast as he entered he left, leaving you with a feeling of emptiness and a loud grunt “Patience, doll.”

Five pulled you onto the bed, climbing on top of her and guiding you. You went, and followed the commands when he lay down and pulled your waist to him face.

“I need to taste you, doll.” His hands traveled to yours breasts and squeezed them, eliciting a loud groan from you as you shook your head. “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

"A-anything you want."

Those seemed like the right words, because Five snarled and stuck his hands on your hips, pulling you into him mouth. The warm lips grabbed your pulsing core, making you scream softly as he ate you like a hungry man. Five squeezed the ten fingers on your hips with absurd strength, leaving you not a single inch apart. He feast on your wet pussy, moaning against your necklace as you sobbed loudly and saw stars.

You dropped your hands into him black hair, curling your fingers as you arched your back, closing your eyes tightly as your mouth opened in a silent scream.

“Cum to me, baby.” Five snarled at her clit, and you couldn't control a desperate moan.

“Five!" You screamed when Five dipped his tongue inside you, activating your orgasms that came in long strokes, making you shiver in him mouth.

You don't have time to breathe, to reason, to get out of the cloudy wave of climax. Five pulled your hips to the side, throwing you on the bed and climbing onto his body like a hungry animal. He stuck his lips to yours, making you taste your own as you slid him hands down your thighs, pulling them to line up on him hips.

“F… five…” You gasped, sinking your nails into him back, following him mouth with yours when he pulled away, not letting the desperate kiss go away.

“Delicious little thing.” He snarled, dropping his hands to his belt as he quickly unbuttoned his pants.

Your hands went to him shirt, not having much patience to take care of each button, eventually pulling the cloth with both hands and breaking the remaining buttons.

“Someone here is desperate” Five scoffed, a malicious smile, but him hands worked so fast that you thought that if Five could now change his powers to make the clothes disappear, he would change without hesitation.

“Please." You pleaded, your eyes pleading to have it all.

Five snarled in an animalistic intonation, pulling his dick out of his underwear and lining up at your extremely wet entrance, going in at once, sinking to the bottom of the well, hitting his groin on your swollen clitoris.

You screamed, digging your nails into him skin and arching your back.

"Oh my God!” You moaned loudly, losing your breath for the strength that Five set up the thrusts.

He would hit your body on the bed, leaving you trapped between him body and the mattress, claiming everything that was yours as his. Five pulled a hand to your throat, squeezing there and sticking his mouth to the foot of your ear.

“It is not God, darling. It's me.” He snarled, hitting your walls more brutally.

The sounds in the room were purely pornographic, you and Five were moaning loudly, hitting the headboard against the wall aggressively and assiduously. You would definitely get a fine from the condo for the noise. But, fuck!

You brought your mouth up to Five's, swallowing him moans and muffling your own, wrapping your legs around him hips and pulling him deeper, hitting all yours hot, leaky walls.

Tears pooled in the corner of yours eyes, and Five felt himself ignite with that. He couldn't take much, fucking hell! You were fucking hot. Delicious.

"Such a good pussy!” He groaned on your lips, moving his fingers down to your clit and setting an intense rhythm, making your walls contract against his dick and you scream louder.

“I-I will… I will…!”

“You can cum, baby. I got you!” Five kept his movements and fingers on your clit, making you explode for the second time that night.

He pulled the air between his teeth as he felt your cum spread on his dick, sending all the rest of his sanity into space. Five stuck both hands on your hips, kneeling on the bed and fucking you with absurd force and brutality, shoving as deep as possible inside you and stopping there, pouring all the hot liquid into your deepest centimeter.

You sobbed, rummaging your hips slyly, making sure you took every last drop of it. Five let out a loud breath, coming back at you in breathless searches for air, allowing your hearts to calm down.

"Wow." You laughed softly, tiredly, and Five lifted his head and laughed softly.

“I have wanted this for so long.” He confessed, kissing you again just because he could, not leaving you yet.

“Diego is going to kill us.” You groaned, squinting.

"It will be our secret.” Five kissed down your neck, his hands roaming your body.

You sighed, your body relaxing in him hands. Five looked at you again before saying:

"So... do you want to have dinner with me tomorrow?"

You laughed out loud, putting your arms around him neck and nodding.

“Of course."

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