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winter-kh-sideblog · 7 months

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The thing with Kairi is, for all of the “she has no autonomy and is barely a character” jokes, she is so so interesting if you are willing to put a little bit of effort into understanding her. And this is kingdom hearts, the fandom of digging through offhand comments from games across every console imaginable to put together snippets of backstories, so like, I KNOW there’s an audience of people willing to put in effort? So here is my little essay on why Kairi has so much potential

I think a lot of people get lost because they assume that Kairi is Sora’s girlfriend? And they say “oh well the narrative doesn’t show that, the narrative is giving us more reasons they should move on than that they should stay togehter” and it’s like!!! You’re correct!!!! The narrative IS saying that!!! This is because Kairi is not, and never was Sora’s girlfriend!!!

Most people (correctly, sadly) get the “thrown to the side, no autonomy, barely a character” vibes from Kairi. But then they just go “oh she’s a one-dimentional stock Woman ™ character” and don’t think farther

i think that, a LOT of Kairi’s canon treatment makes more sense when you realize she’s not the “hot popular girl who’s a prize to be won” trope that people think she is. She’s the dead wife.

This sounds wild at first, because she

Is a teenager

Has never been in a relationship, let alone married

Is ALIVE

So it’s like. What the heck. How could she be the dead wife. But she IS. and i think it’s impossible to unsee once you realize it.

She’s been dead from the beginning. She’s always haunting the narrative. She’s barely present and doesn’t get to make decisions, but the things that happen to her catalyze the entire plot of almost every game?

The thing is, her stock cliche ending is not, and never was “she ends up with Sora bc she’s the Prize and the symbol of Winning and they live heteronormatively ever after.” Her ending was always. She is perfect and innocent and pure. She dies. Everyone is sad and angry for a bit. They fight for justice. Then they move on. The happy ending is catalyzed by her and she gets credit, but she doesn’t do anything, she doesn’t have autonomy, and she doesn’t get to stick around for the ending.

And this is a REPEATING motif in her life. When she was FOUR years old she was sent ahead to stop the apocalypse. She is basically dead to her homeworld. They weren’t getting her back. She lost her memories and her family and her life.

In kingdom hearts one, she dies in the apocolypse and becomes motivation and a prop for Sora and Riku. She doesn’t get to fight, she doesn’t get blood on her hands, she isn’t faced with messy decisions.

In kingdom hearts 2, she’s again kidnapped to start the plot. She doesnt get to be with sora or riku or even know what’s happening for most of the game.

And then of course in kingdom hearts 3, she’s literally killed, and it’s like. It’s not even a fight. She’s literally just slaughtered for no reason other than Sora fight motivation.

She’s the symbol of home and family to Sora. It’s not just a matter of romance, there’s not even romance between them? Not really? It’s about childhood and closeness and the promise of forever.

And the thing is. She clearly doesn’t want to be the dead wife character. I don’t think anyone would??? But it is ALL she’s good at. And that’s the problem. She’s a princess of heart, which is defined by absence. She doesn’t have darkness. She doesn’t have evil or badness or anger or malice or anything. And it’s just so?????? She’s narratively destined to die young before she has the chance to get older and get involved in anything messy or morally dubious. Her “job” is to be perfect and good enough that people miss her when she’s gone.

And then???? They don’t????? That’s the whole thing with melody of memory. They let her stay in a coma for an ENTIRE YEAR. Her friends are upset when she dies, but Sora’s the only one actually fighting to bring her back. No one else makes an effort to be with her???? It doesn’t seem like Riku makes any effort to contact her at all in the time between kh1 and kh2 when Sora’s in a coma for an entire year???? They fight and kill to wake Sora up but not Kairi anymore?????

They can't even make a kairi GAME without making her basically dead because that's her Role.

And it’s like????? What do you do when you’re the dead wife. When everyone theoretically loves you but only for what you’re not. When they love you because you’re fragile and pure and have never done anything wrong. When you’re not allowed the chance to live enough to become anything complicated, and people act like that’s for the best?

What do you do when you’ve been dead since the beginning, when everyone has already mourned you??? When they've all reached the acceptance phase and you're not sure if they want you back? They've spent too long learning to be Without you to remember how to be With you and now you're an inconvenience and a reminder of closed wounds?

What do you do when you’re alive but you never learned How to be alive, because you weren’t Supposed To survive????? What do you do when no one knows what to do with you??????

I think a lot of people who want Kairi to break free from the narrative are the ones who keep saying things like “oh she needs to move on from Sora and get better friends” but Sora is one of the only people who gets it?????? He’s been one of the only people that we see onscreen???? making any kind of attempt????? To love her like she’s alive?????? Its not much but its literally ALL shes given?????? And i dont fault her for holding onto that?????? And cherishing it????

And I do think it can be very cool to see her move on???? But i dont think people understand that,,,, if Sora and Kairi were to end up together, it wouldn’t be playing into the cliche, expected ending. Kairi LIVING is already breaking free of the tropes. Kairi being allowed to be messy and hurt and heartbroken,,,, being allowed to want things for herself,,,, being able to ask for help IN THE MOMENT instead of having people guess what she would have wanted after she’s gone,,,, being loved as a person rather than as an idea,,,,, Thats breaking free of the narrative tropes in such a profound way. And i don’t even think it matters much whether it’s romantic or as bffs or as teammates???? It’s just about being chersished as a human person and given a support system.

So yes, i do want to see Kairi make new friends and get some self confidence and move past her layers and layers of survivors guilt and make an identity for herself that doesn’t revolve around a man???? But also????? I think that its 2023 and people should stop pretending that sokai is inherently the boring or cliche expected ending when they’re LITERALLY doomed by the narrative already. Like do you guys actually not realize how subversive it would be if they were to end up together. The romance of staying alive for each other and breaking the cycle out of pure love and spite. The rebellious act of LIVING and taking up space while you're alive, of being a person instead of a concept to be idealized.

You can ship what you want and whatever sparks joy but PLEASE for the love of everything do not call sokai the boring ending. Please stop saying that letting kairi continue to exist and be alive will make the games suck or be cliche. Please. Just like put a little bit of effort into themes and narratives i beg of you. It is so much more fun.

#kairi #kairi kh #kingdom hearts #sokai #kh meta

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found-family-tournament · 8 months

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Found Family Tournament Round 2 Part 3 Group 14

Propaganda and further images under the cut

Hamato Clan/Mad Dogz: Splinter, Leonardo, Raphael, Michelangelo, Donatello, April O'Neil, Casey Jones (& Baron Draxum & Cassandra Jones)

BatFam: Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas (& more)

Hamato Clan/Mad Dogz:

Because Splinter was going through something horrific as his body was altered against his will (whether man to rat or rat to man depends on continuity) and he found four random turtles going through the same thing and went out of his way to car for them too. And then he lived in fear of humans because of what he thought they might do to his family and still accepted Casey and April despite that.

Okay so some of them are related yes but that doesnt stop the found family okay???? Draxum got a redemption arc and reaccepted into the family, April has been with the turtles and has been their big sister for like, 8 years or something meaning like half their lives cuz theyre teenagers, Cassandra changed sides to the people that showed her true love and care and loyalty, and Casey Jr. might not be blood related to the turtles but they think of him as family and they raised him. Leo is his apocolypse dad!

BatFam:

A family of superheroes!

(answering the question "Why are they the best?") oh no they're the worst they're the most dysfunctional found family that's ever existed and I love them for it

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leeannsparksauthor · 1 year

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Are You Lonesome Tonight

A/N: So this is a little angsty one-shot that I wrote a while back because I mean come on look at that man! Also this is still a Joel x Reader but it’s in first-person.

Warnings: Brief mentionsof depression and suicide.

“What the fuck were you thinking!?” Joel’s voice echoed around the room, ringing in my ears. I could feel his anger like a punch at the center of my bruised chest. He had every right to be angry with what happened, I could have gotten us all killed, I almost did. Ellie was trying to calm him down, but he wasn’t listening, sometimes he never does.

She had brought over a half full bottle of water which I took sips of in between Joel’s beratement and resting my head between my knees. Trying to regain the breath that I’d lost earlier. “Come on Joel, lay off her…”

“No, Ellie, you stay out of this!” He said with a finger pointing in her direction. It wasn’t fair to her, she shouldn’t be getting blamed for my mistake. Even though it wasn’t a mistake, not really, I mean we’re all alive aren't we? “I want you to tell me right now just what the fuck were you thinking?!” His focus was back on me again, needless to say he was attractive even when he was yelling at me.

I took one more sip from the water bottle before closing the lid on it, “I guess I wasn’t thinking.” I figured that would be a reasonable enough answer for him, for now at least. Exhaustion was practically stewing in the room we were in. One of the safe houses along the path we were taking, it was nice considering the less than safe area we were in before. I picked up my bag off the floor and made my way upstairs, taking two at a time, anything to get me away from this conversation.

Even though I had the desire to slam the door like I was a teenager again I resisted, I’m not that fucking stupid apparantly. Once the door was shut my body seemed to deplete every last bit of energy it had, making me slide along the rotten wood until I was on the ground. Eerily similar to a position I found myself in not even two hours earlier.

It was meant to be an easy trip, a familiar one, one that Joel and I had taken so many times. Only difference was Ellie tagging along for this one, she insisted, saying she ‘needed to know about it anyway.’ Everyone was skeptical, including Tommy and Maria, ultimately Joel was the deciding factor and what he says goes.

We never meant for it to get out of hand. We also never expected five clickers to be waiting in the caved-in structure beside the building. Everything just happened so fast, the shelf that we were moving broke apart. Which sent dust flying everywhere, specifically over to me and my weak asthmatic lungs. No one ever tells you how shitty survival in the apocolypse can be when your own body works against you.

My coughing is what brought them to us. What caused us to be pushed to opposite ends of the room, in struggling silence, waiting for the other shoe to drop. I knew what I had to do, it was simple, the moment that Ellie’s foot shuffled and the clicker roared over at the noise she made, I knew.

I called out to them from my corner causing all five of them to turn towards me before I took off towards the staircase. I didn’t get the chance to see Joel or Ellie’s reaction. I could only hear the sound of gunshots following me up the four flights of stairs. On the last flight my foot had slipped causing me to ram into the handrail directly into the center of my chest. I thought that was it for me, my lungs were already working at max capacity, they didn’t have anything left in them.

The only thing I could hope for was that the door I slammed shut behind me would be enough, it had to be enough. My body struggled to keep the door closed, my feet dug into the ground as best as I could against the clicker who pounded against the metal. It seemed like everything I had left gave up in a single split second. The soles of my shoes slid against tile, the door swung open and the clicker stood in the center of it above me.

Then it was over, a gunshot rang out and the infected dropped in the doorway. I was heaving on the ground, each breath felt like inhaling shards of glass. My lungs constricted, and my vision was blurring around the edges. I could barely make out what Joel and Ellie were saying, too desperate to get some fucking air back in my body. It only got better when Joel pressed his fingers to the center of my chest and spine, a trick that my doctor back in the day had given me. One which Joel learned when he saw me through the first asthma attack I had around him.

Now I’m here, desperately wishing that I wasn’t.

Joel found me an hour later, looking through the window of our safe house. “Come on pack your bag, we're scouting out a location for the next few days before winter sets in.” His tone left no room for arguing, he’s always been gruff even more so now given what happened. I’ve learned to walk beside him and the burdens he carries and I’ll keep doing so until I can’t anymore. Until he doesn’t want me to anymore.

Our supplies were gathered in silence, Ellie handed me another bottle of water which I tried to give back to her. “You need it more than I do right now, I’m good.” She was a good kid, I just wish she didn’t have to go through this shit. Joel said she was going to stay behind, code for I’m about to get my ass chewed out on the ride to the other location.

You could cut the tension inside the car with a knife, usually Joel is eager to sit in silence, not tonight though. “Do you wanna tell me what’s been going on?” That question threw me off, I was expecting him to yell at me some more. I secretly craved it, I wanted to be reminded of my fuck up, give me a reason to feel something, anything. “Can you at least tell me what you were thinking?” Yeah what was I fucking thinking huh?

I didn’t look over at him, the thing about Joel is that behind every rough jagged piece of him are his eyes. His eyes feel like they know everything, every small imperfect part of a person. Like they’re reflecting back every sin you can think of. “I guess I was thinking that we had to get out of there and there was an immediate solution so I took it.”

He scoffed at my statement, “that’s fucking bullshit, we could have gotten out of there…”

I didn’t want to hear it, I didn’t want to hear about how my almost death could have been avoided. About how stupid it was, how reckless, how selfish. “Look, it happened, it’s done, I won’t try to be the hero anymore now can we move on?” Even at the end of the world you still want to try an be a hero, fucking pathetic.

“No we can’t, cause you almost got yourself killed.”

“I didn’t though, I’m right here, I’m still fucking here.” I don’t want to be, I really don’t want to be here anymore.

There was silence for a few more brief perfect moments, “what were you thinking?”

Fine, he wants to know, fine.“I was thinking…I was thinking that the whole world ended twenty years ago…and now I’m just waiting for it to take effect. But I’m just…I’m just tired of waiting now I guess. Fuck Joel you don’t know how many times I’ve thought about just going out there, alone. Maybe stepping on a patch of cordyceps and just waiting.” The waiting would be the scariest part I think.

“Why haven’t you?” If it were anyone else I would’ve thought they asked the question as a ‘well what are you waiting for’ type of situation. Not Joel though, no he wants to know so he can fix it. He can’t though, he’ll never be able to.

My shoulders shrugged despite all of the weight I’ve put on them. “I don’t know, maybe I’m just too chicken shit. Maybe I’m still too scared of what comes after. Maybe I should have just put a bullet in my brain when all of this shit started, I don’t know why I didn’t.” I could feel tears start to well up in my eyes and it just made me angrier. Fuck now you’re crying, in front of Joel Miller of all people.

“Don’t say shit like that.”

It was my turn to scoff at him, “you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it Joel.” Just about everyone I’ve met has thought about it at some point. Some were just more committed than others I guess.

“Oh I have,” I know he has, it’s written on his face, in every line, every scar. Joel’s a survivor though, he always has been. If I had to put money on anyone making it to one hundred in this world it would be him.

“So why haven’t you done it?”

It was his turn to contemplate that question, it’s not such an easy one to answer. “Fuck, I don’t know darlin’, I guess you stick around for family at this point.” The way he says darlin’, like every bad thing in the world magically vanishes when he says it.

I thought about everyone that I’ve lost, every single one of them. It fucking hurts, I keep waiting for the day that it stops. I don’t know what to do with the memories, with the love I had for them. “I don’t have that Joel, I haven’t had that in a long time.” I’ll probably never have it at this point.

“Look at me…hey look at me,” I shook my head no, part of me knew what he was going to say.

The soft sounds of the Elvis cassette playing seemed to bring even more sadness to our environment. Like a memory trying to resurface through pain. “Don’t do that to me Joel, please don’t,”

He stopped the car now, turning off the battery which was a stupid thing to do since there was a chance it might not start again. “Do what darlin’?”

I finally looked over at him and I was right, he sees me, and every faulty part. “Make me think that I matter, I don’t, I know don’t, nothing does.” Things lost meaning when the world stopped turning and they haven’t mattered since.

“You matter to me, you’ve always mattered to me…I don’t want you to not be here. I want you right here, next to me.” I couldn’t help the ridiculous sobbing laughter that left me at his words. They meant more than he could ever know but in the end it’s not enough. Maybe I can be content with the life I still have to live in this world that was desperate to start over. Maybe I can even have brief moments of happiness. Or maybe I could step outside, maybe it might be the only choice I get in the end.

“You gettin’ sentimental in your old age Joel?”

“Shut up and get over here.” He pulled me closer to him crashing his mouth against mine and we stayed like that until my lungs protested the lack of air. Every kiss we shared felt like the first time as cliche as it sounds. I think it’s just knowing the fact that it could always be the last one that makes me want to hold on tighter.

This life isn’t worth living, but maybe it’s worth fighting for. For a little bit longer anyway.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #first person reader #ellie williams #the last of us #angst #clicker

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shiveratic · 9 months

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HIGHWAY TO HELL: EXTRA-ORDINARY ⋆｡° ✮

NOTES: AU, UMBRELLA ACADEMY CHARACTER INSERT, FIVE LOWKEY KIDNAPS RUTH, FOLLOWS RUTH PIRECE’S PERSPECTIVE, A LITTLE FLIRTING, BANTER, FIVE HARGREEVES IS AN ASSHOLE, FAMILY BICKERING, CHANCE ENCOUNTERS, FIVE BRINGS DELORES AND RUTH ISNT THRILLED, SHE BREIFLY MEETS LUTHER, MENTIONS TOWARDS TRAUMA, THE ‘GLIDED ACADEMY’ HAS POWERS, FIVE DOESNT KNOW SHE HAS POWERS, A LITTLE SNEAK PEAK INTO RUTH’S POWER DYNAMIC AND PHYSICS, HE EXPLAINS BREIFLY ABOUT THE APOCOLYPSE, RUTH AND HIM LOOK LIKE TEENAGERS, HE IS A LIITTLE SUSPICOUS OF HER.

Ruth sighed as she took a sip of the coffee in her hand. She had a violin case in her one hand as she walked along the sidewalk. She was aware of a few people looking at her.

She was walking to violin practice. But then a figure mummbling ‘shit’ over and over again made her pause. She watched as Vanya Hargreeves walked quickly to where she was, approaching the theater.

“Vanya..?” She mummbled, furrowing her eyebrows.

It was no secret Ruth was great at the violin. That was the only reason that she got a spot in the theater. It was surprising to all the others that she had joined, looking like she was sixteen.

But she had never noticed Vanya before..had she joined before her? She would’ve thought the tired looking woman would’ve reconqized her..or maybe not? She shook her head and quickly caught up to her.

“Hey!” She manged to walk to Vanya’s pace, throwing her coffee cup in some trash can behind her.

The long haired woman flinched before turning to her. She blinked before furrowing her eyebrows.

“Oh..hey, your that girl from yesterday..right? Do you need something, I’m kind of in a hurry-!” She finally reconqized her but for something different.

“In a hurry for violin practice and choir? Me too.” She cut off the woman’s hurried statement with a knowing tone.

“You play in the chior?” She looked seriously surprised.

“Yes. I’m surprised you didn’t reconqize me.” The teenage looking girl bluntly said, tilting her head slightly.

The other woman only made a upset look. She looked almost like she wanted to apologize. The other only shook her head before walking.

“You don’t want to be later then you are, do you?” She rytheorically asked.

The long haired woman was just standing there. But she snapped out of it when the other asked her. She quickly caught up with her and they both entered the theater.

Both of them cringed when the other musicans were already playing. They both quickly walked onto stage, trying to be quiet. But eventually when Vanya took a seat behind Ruth, the music stopped.

Both of them clicked their violin cases open, an akward and uncomfortable silence formed.

Helen, what Ruth believed to be a koeran or japense woman sat in first chair. She was almost certain there was something going on inbetween Helen and the director.

She only picked up her violin and looked at the director. She narrowed her eyes as she readied herself.

“Uhm..I’m so sorry I’m late..I hadn’t noticed..” She heard Vanya nervously apologize.

She seemed to ponder over this. It seemed almost as if the woman was in her head most of the time. Like she was living disconceted from life.

“From the top.” The male only cleared his throat and flashed a strained smile.

And the music started from the beginging again.

After violin practice, Vanya had dissapeared. The girl looked around for the woman. She decided to go to the bathroom, but saw Helen and her akwardly conversing.

She decided to enter the bathroom and merly go to the mirror. She saw Helen look over at her, along with a surprised Vanya.

“Like I was saying, at a certain point, it’s not about practice.” She looked at Vanya in a almost..condescending manner.

The pink haired girl watched the two. She noticed how the shorter woman seemed to be uncomfortable.

“It’s about weither or not you’ve got something speical..and maybe you just..don’t.” Helen contuined, sharply saying that last part.

“You can put in your 10,000 hours..or you can go find something your actually passoinate about, and stop slogging away at Stravinsky like a scared thirteen year old.” Ruth felt her eye watch at the mocking words.

“Think it over-!” She was cut off by the sixteen year old girl stepping infront of Vanya and glaring at her.

“How about you think about your ragging ego complex. Get out of here, Helen. Your disgusting for thinking your better then her. Just because you sleep with the director doesn’t make you speical.” The pink haired girl hissed, insulting the woman.

Vanya’s jaw hit the ground behind her. The koeran or japense woman infront of the duo gapped. She looked around and stummbled for a response.

“You look stupid. Get out of here.” The teenager her to go away, preferably for good.

She only scoffed before fixing her hair and grabbing her violin case. She left in a rush shortly after. The tall, tired woman behind Ruth moved infront of her and furrowed her eyebrows.

“Why did you do that?” She asked, confused.

Why did she stand up for her? She didn’t understand it. She hadn’t even had a real conversation with the girl before..

“Because I can’t stand people like that.” She blinked before looking at her with a bored expression.

The thin haired woman only looked at her with an expression of disblief. But before she could say anything, Ruth simply nodded. She bended down before grabbing her violin case and walking out of the bathroom.

She started walking on the pathway back to her current academy house. But she passed the umbrella academies resting place aswell. She walked into an alleyway before slowing down her pace.

Something or someone was digging through an dumpster.

“What the fuck..?” She slowly said, blinking and furrowing her eyebrows.

“Damnit, where’s dad’s stuff?!” Klaus mummbled angirly, ciggarette hanging from his mouth as he searched around.

She paused, walking infront of the trash can. She seemed to hear the male talking to someone.

“Shut up! I’m trying to find whatever priceless crap was in that priceless box so that Pogo will get off my ass!” He whipped to a spefic corner and edge of the dumpster as he grumbled.

He didn’t seem to notice the red uniformed girl yet.

But her head snapped up to one of the windows she saw open. Her entire body tensed when she saw a familar face and hands.

The sounds of rustling and steps came out the small escape hatch. Ruth really considered running, but it seemed to be too late.

“Oh, Ruth!” And of course, Klaus was the first to spot her.

She noticed that Five was ludging something on his back. It looked rather bulky, there were probably other things in it.

“I’d ask what your up to Klaus, espically since she’s here, but then it occured to me, I don’t care.” Five looked down mainly at his brother but his eyes flicked over to the girl for a second.

The older looking male in the trash only looked up at his brother as he climbed down the escape hatch. He landed on the ground and took Ruth’s right.

“Hey, you know there were easier ways out of the house, buddy?” Klaus laughed slightly as he leaned aganist the edge of the dumpster.

“This one involvded the least amount of talking. Or so I thought.” The male in the umbrella academy uniform only replied, flashing a sarcastic smile.

“Assshole.” The pink haired female mummbled under her breath.

She went to shuffle past him, but he quickly perked up. He snatched her sleeve and dragged her back towards him. She glared at him, pissed but not saying anything.

“Hey, hey, hey..so uh..you need anymore compamy today? I know they say two’s a party and three’s a, but-!” The drug addict paused Five as he breathily asked to join the duo.

“-I could uh..clear my sheducle..?” He pondered before asking.

The brown haired male only deadpanned at his brother. His hand was still tightly clutched onto the teenage looking girl’s red buttoned up blazer.

“Looks like you’ve got your hands full.” He nodded towards the dumpster his brother was currently in.

”Oh, this? No, no, I can do this whenever!” The ladder only shook his hand before making a dissmissive sound and gesture.

“I just..misplaced something! That’s all!” Klaus turned around and searched through the trash.

Ruth cringed as the scent of trash and smoke hit her nose. He would atleast need a couple showers or baths to get that scent off of him. Both Ruth and Five blinked when he held up a disgusting powdered donut and turned towards them.

“Oh! Found it! Thank god!” He cheered before shoving the disgusting donut in his mouth.

“Thank god I don’t do drugs.” The red uniformed girl sarcastically added on, offically disgusted.

Honestly, that was disgusting. She hadn’t eaten breakfest, but her stomach still churned.

“Delicious..” He said, obviously lying.

The brown haired male only scoffed and made a face.

“I’m done funding your drug habit.” He simply said, before turning around with one hand on the strap of his large back and one on the wrist of the girl.

He started walking to what looked like a plumbing van, tugging her behind him.

“Oh come on!” She heard Klaus complain, his mouth still full with the rotten donut.

“You don’t..maybe I just want to hang out with my brother!” He yelled.

The pink haired girl noticed that Five started walking faster to the car. Maybe he was embrassed, or maybe he was annoyed.

“Not you..Mi hermano!” He adressed someone else before contuining to call out to his brother.

“Get in the van.” He said to the teenage looking girl.

She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him. She opened her mouth to object but he only squeezed her wrist tighter. She scowled and snatched her arm away from him before going around to the passengers aide of the shotty van.

“I love you! Even if you can’t love yourself!” The man in the dumpster finally said, as Five got into the van and slammed the door.

When the female looked out the rearview mirror, she saw the older looking male spit out the donut. The male in the passengers seat started the van without another word. Basically kidnapping the girl and driving.

The short haired girl only deadpanned. They were parked in the van near Meritech. She looked out the window. The large bag was in the middle of the conscle.

The brown haired male only played with the glass eye in his hand. He watched as people went about they’re day. He hadn’t spotted the person he was looking for yet.

The girl finally snapped out of her disorenation when the male jolted when he relized something.

“Oh shit.” He mummbled under his breath, pocketing the eyeball.

He turned to the bag and unzipped it. The sounds on clinking made her look into the bag, and she deadpanned and raised an eyebrow when she saw a bunch of empty alchol bottles.

She gawked, although when her amber eyes landed on a fucking manequin. She blinked rapidly as she looked at the plastic figure. It was wearing a poka-dot blouse and had a roughly painted face.

“Hey. Sorry you were in there for so long, Delores.” She was even more horrifed when he started fucking talking to the manequin.

“Why the hell are you holding the manequin and looking at it like that?” She couldn’t help but make a judging face at him.

What the actual hell was wrong with this family. His brother had eaten a rotten donut, and now this guy was talking to intiamiate objects.

His green eyes glanced over for a second as he sat the manequin up on the thing inbetween them.

“This is Delores.” He simply said, like she gave a shit.

He looked back at Delores. The girl noticed that he looked at ‘Delores’ with a softer look.

“No, I’m not drunk.” He scoffed and pulled the glass out again and fiddled with it , looking back out the window.

Ruth only stuck her tongue in her cheek, eyes still looking at the manequin. God. Why was he acting like this was his girlfriend or something?

He could’ve just asked her to talk or something. Not talk to a manequin.

“I’m working.” He added on quickly afterwards.

A pause of silence greeted them and Five huffed.

“Yes..it’s about the ‘eye thing’. This is the place it was made. Or will be made.” I blinked as he answered no one.

What did he mean by it will be made? Well, the other day when she was dragged here, the doctor guy did say that it wasn’t made yet. But then how was it possible that he had it when it wasn’t even ‘made’ yet?

“We just have to wait..” He mummbled.

“Hey, can I ask you something?” The girl in the red uniform finally decided to speak up.

He turned his face to her and looked at her. His hand was still messing with the glass eyeball.

“Depends.” He simply answered.

Was that a go ahead to ask the question? Or a ‘you better watch it’?

“What did you mean the end of the world is coming in a week?” She raised her eyebrows and bluntly asked.

“It means just that.” He blurted out, not seeming fazed by how brash his response was.

She only scoffed and looked away for a second.

“Well, excuse me for being a bit of a skeptic. I’ve never bought into the raving ‘the worlds going to end’ or ‘god is coming back to earth’ bullshit.” She only sighed before sarcastically replying.

Five only raised his eyebrows as he studied her with an amused expression. Almost like he was amused that she wasn’t letting him fuck with her.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why I look like a teenager? While all the rest of my siblings are growen adults?” He raised a point towards her.

“I’ll ask you that when the rest of your siblings stop acting emotionally stunned teenaagers.” She immeditally snapped, a little annoyed.

The green eyed male only scoffed before biting his lip. He seemed to be debating on telling her.

“Just tell me. Otherwise, I’m going to call you a crazy lunatic and get out of the godamn van.” Ruth was fed up with all of this.

She had been forced to ‘help’ him. But he wasn’t telling her anything!!

“Enough with the mind games and avoiding my questions..” She said, more quietly.

He still focused down at his hands and out the window on his side. Should he tell her? She was a very strange girl, that was for certain.

He knew teenagers, cursed alot. But still, her vocabulary and bitterness seemed uncalled for in a girl that looked no older then sixteen.

It was odd, to say the very least.

“The apocolypse..I don’t know how it’s caused..but I know it’s coming. I assume you reconqize me? Or at the very least, Klaus?” He slowly started off.

“Five Hargreeves.” I basically said, deadpanning.

He only smiled sarcastically before winking. Ruth felt a little nervous at the motion, but why? It was just a wink from your ‘childhood crush.’ Get over it.

“In the flesh. I have the ability to time travel-well-not well anyway. And teleport. Around sixteen years ago, i used my ability..I went too far with it.” He simply said before looking away and biting his lip.

The tan skinned female furrowed her eyebrows and flicked her eyes across his face. Why did he seem so uncomfortable?

His green eyes flicked back and forth, like he was debating telling her more. He eventually clicked his tongue before turning away and relaxing a little bit.

“Get some rest. Your stuck with me now.” He simply demanded, before looking away.

The girl looked at him in disblief. Was he serious?! He was just going to adimit knowing there was an ‘apocolypse’ coming, and then stop?!

Ruth only sighed to scowl and stare at him for a while longer, before turning away and scoffing.

The pink haired girl had been awake for awhile now. The teenage looking male however, had drifted off to sleep.

“Kick it over here!” She looked out the plumming van’s window and saw two kids playing with each other.

She assumed it was the next day, but she hadn’t checked the time or anything.

“Woah!” The kids passed by the van.

She was startled by the male in the drivers passengers seat squirming uncomfortably. Was he having a nightmare or something? Should she..wake him up?

“No..” He mummbled in sleep but it sounded a little panicked.

“No!” He yelled, making the teenage looking girl recoil.

But then she reached over and hesitated before touching his shoulder. He flinched violently and she recoiled again.

“Hey..you were having a nightmare..are you oka-!” She slowly said, maybe even looking a tiny bit concerned before being cut off before she could ask him.

“Five! Hey, Five!” A deeper male voice and a knock on her side of the window made her whip her head towards it.

Five still looked a little disorenated. He was staring at the amber eyed girl before he looked at the window. He furrowed his eyebrows but unlocked the door unthless.

“What are you..” He breathed, still kind of out of it as his brother opened the van’s door.

Ruth tensed as the large man with the overcoat opened the door. He looked at her in confusion, probably wondering who the hell she was. She was about to open her mouth but Five only grunted and nudged her shoulder.

“Move to the back.” He jutted his thumb in the direction of the back.

She looked at him like he was crazy, but he only fixed her with a look. She scowled and mummbled a harsh phrase under her breath before unbuckling and moving to the back of the van, not noticing a familar figure.

She crouched and sat down in the middle of the conscle. She hung on for dear life, though, when the van started shaking when the large man tried to enter.

“Oh my god..” He mummbled under his breath, trying to wedge himself in the passengers front seat.

She noticed the brown haired male turn his head away. She could’ve sworen she saw him snickering but trying to hold it back.

“You okay? You shouldn’t be..” The adult man finally squeezed himself in the seat before closing the door.

The amber eyed girl paused for a second. Wait..is this..number one of the umbrella academy? It would make sense, he looked like a fucking steriod wrestler. And growing up, she had heard he had the power of super strength. How fitting.

“How did you find me?” Five asked in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows and looking at his ‘older brother.’

The large man only jutted her thumbs towards the girl with pink hair. She furrowed her eyebrows before looking behind her. And there was Klaus, holding the damn manequin as he swayed with it slightly and a ciggarette in his mouth.

She felt her mouth drop open slightly. Just how long had he been back her for?!

“Hey baby..Hey! A little privacy here guys! We’re really hitting it off back here!” The male kept his eyes on the dumb manequin before relizing all three people were looking at him as he complained, manequin still in hand.

Five seemed to get irraitiated at this as he grabbed something and threw it as his brother, making the older flinch and cover himself. This dropped the girl manequin in the process.

“Get out! You can’t be here! I’m in the middle of something!” He snapped, scowling at Klaus.

Klaus only nudged next to Ruth at the middle conscle. The tan girl internally cringed as he huddled next to her, their shoulders touching.

“Any lucky finding your one-eyed man?” He quietly asked his brown-nette brother but it seemed useless as the large and tough looking blonde man shot him and Five a look.

“No.” Both Ruth and the said male whispered back, making the green eyed male look at her for a second before shaking his head.

“What’s he talkin’ about?” The large man, that the female just decided to adress as ‘number one from the umbrella academy’ for now, asked his teenage looking brother.

“Does it matter? It’s Klaus.” He scoffed before replying sarcastically.

“What do you want, Luther?” Ah, so that was the big man’s name, now she could drop the ‘number one’ thing.

“Uh..so Grace may have something to do with dad’s death..so I need you to come back to the academy, all right? It’s important.” He said, starting off slowly before demanding his brother come back to the academy.

Grace? The pink-nette had never heard that name before. Was that a maid or something?

“‘It’s important.’” Five mocked before scoffing and turning his head towards his older looking brother.

“You have no concept of what’s important.” He sneered, eyes narrowing at his brother before flicking to the girl for a second before back to him.

But she caught that. And for some strange reason, her breath seemed to shorten. But she only pressed her lips into a firm line and looked away.

“Hey-!” Klaus suddenly butted in again, pushing aganist the red themed girl next to him.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I waxed my ass with choclate pudding? It was so painful!” He asked through breathy laughter.

Ruth felt her jaw drop slightly, but then she made a throughly disgusted face at the male’s uneeded comment.

“Gross.” She finally said, judging him heavily.

“What are you still doing here?” Luther sighed out and looked at his brother, looking a little distrubed.

The only girl in van looked at the teenage looking boy. He had a slight smile on his face but shook his head.

“Ay, ay, ay..” He said, trying to hold back a laugh.

“What? I need a excuse to hang out with my family?” Klaus asked, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked a litttle offended at the blonde’s question.

“We’re trying to have a serious conversation.” He said in a exasperated tone, making the drug addict gasp.

This was a little akward for the girl. Because, no one was really paying attention to her. Between being stuck in this damn van with her first ‘celebirty crush’, to having Klaus talk about trying to wax his ass with choclate pudding.

“What? And I’m incapable of being serious? Is that what your saying?” The blonde bitterly asked, scooting a little further away from the middle area.

“Luther’s got a point. You should get out.” The green eyed male finally spoke up and turned his head to look at his brother.

Ruth felt a little, tiny bit bad for Klaus. But she would never say that.

“And take the girl with you.” Luther piped up and nodded towards her.

The short haired youth held back a cheer. The blonde only mummbled angirly and opened up the van’s backdoors. The girl moved to shuffle over towards the door but was stopped by a firm hold on her red blazer.

“She stays.” Five said, narrowing his eyes at her before back to Luther.

“Do I really have t-!” She started whining, throughly annoyed.

The drug addict sibling had already left the van. The doors slammed behind him and he went out of sight.

“Yes.” He cut her off before roughly letting go of her blazer, making her scowl and adjust it.

“What the hell are you up to, Five?” The man in the front passenger seat asked his brother, pressing for answers.

The more youthful looking boy only scoffed before shaking his head.

“You wouldn’t understand.” He simply said, not wanting his brother to press any further, it was annoying.

The tan girl only observed this. She knew that Five was a huge asshole. He seemed to push his family away, and use people to help him. She was a little worried with what his reaction would be if he ever found out her portal ability.

“Try me. Last I checked, I’m still the leader of this family.” ‘Number one’ boosted his ego with that comment.

“Well, last I checked, I’m twenty eight years older then you.” The ladder retorted, smiling sarcastically at his brother.

The man in the overcoat only scoffed and looked at him. He looked almost annoyed and irratied with how his brother was avoiding him. Plus, his ego probably got shot down by that blow.

“You know what your problem is?” He ryhtorically asked Five.

“Really hoping you’ll tell me.” The other replied, sarcasm dripping heavily off of his words.

The pink haired girl, who was still in the back area of the van squirmed uncomfortablly. She didn’t do well with family arguements, espically when they were happening right infront of her.

“You think your better then us. You always have. Even when we were kids.” Luther scoffed before pointing out the obvious.

Her amber eyes flicked to the boy’s figure. And he did not look pleased by his brother’s words, for lack of a better word. He looked annoyed and slightly angry.

“But the truth is that your just as messed up as the rest of us. We’re all you have. And you know it.” He finished, before looking rather proud with his words.

The girl looked a little annoyed at his words aswell. This guy was seriously annoying. Couldn’t he just get over his daddy issues and move on? If anything, he also acted like he was better because he had the ‘Number one’ title.

“I don’t think I’m better then you, Number one.” Five snapped, practically hissing out veomn of his words.

“I know I am.” He said.

The girl had to hold back a scoff. Was everyone in the infamous hargreeves family always so self-centered? They all seemed to have ego’s. Well, apart from Vanya, and she was sweet.

“I’ve done unimageimable things. Things you couldn’t even comperhend.” He looked out his side of the vans window again as he sighed.

“Right.” The older looking man in the passengers seat said skeptically.

“Just to get back here and save you all.” He breathed out.

But before either of the two could say anything, the sound of a stoors front door being pushed open violently made Ruth squint her eyes.

There, infront of her, and looking out the main window was a small store. Klaus Hargreeves came bulsting out of it, a good amount of products in his hands.

“What the fuck..” She breathed out quietly.

“Whoo!” He cheered before looking for a direction to run.

She was slightly horrifed when he started running into oncoming traffic.

“Stop! Hey, stop right now!” A police officer was chasing after him, blowing his whistle.

“Hey bitches!” The physcotic male yelled as he passed by the stolen van the teenage looking boy had probably stolen.

A look of mild amusement and exasperation was on the green eyed males face. While Luther looked totally done and unsurprised.

“You, get back here!” The police officer was still chasing after him.

Products and food were falling from Klaus’s hands as he contuined running away. He stummbled while he looked behind him, practically getting hit by a car before quickly scrammbling out of the way.

“Out of the way, asshole!” He shouted at the car before dissapering out of sight.

Luckily, since the two males in the van with Ruth were distracted, she extremely carefully unlocked the backdoor to the van. She slid it open fastly before slamming it behind her. She stummbled back slightly, feeling a sense of freedom and dizziness course through her, she hadn’t been on her actual feet for awhile after all.

“Now I’m starting to wonder if that was the smartest decision.” The boy in the school looking uniform wonderd.

Before he decided to turn his head to the back of the van. He felt his jaw drop slightly when he saw no sign of the girl he had practically kidnapped. He caught her sprinting away from the van, pretty fast, he noticed. Her red blazer flew behind her as she ran away.

“Son of a bitch..” He breathed out.

Ruth stummbled breathlessy into the previous house of the unknowen ‘Glided academy.’ She had used her portal ability when she knew she was safe and no bystanders were near her.

“Ruth! Oh my gosh!” Violet was standing in the living room, where her ‘sister’ had appeared.

A glow portal, turning and orange and amber sparks coming out of it was in the floor. It practically spat her out and she scowled before flipping it off.

“Jesus christ..” She said, before making a smooth closed fist motion with her right hand, like she was snatching something out of the air.

The portal slowly dissapered and closed, the slight sniges in the floor the only evidence of it’s existence.

“I haven’t seen your ability in use forever..” The blonde girl breathed out, eyes trained on the floor.

“And thank god for that..” She breathed before brushing past the blonde, usually invisble girl.

As she started heading towards the stairs, Violet quickly rushed after her. She tugged on her arm and blazer slightly before sighing.

“Look..I..uhm..I just wanna’ say I’m sorry..for everything and what I said yesterday.. about Celes-!” She started in a soft and uncomfortable tone.

The tan skinned girl felt her body tense up. Her hands also slightly clentched into fists.

“Don’t worry about it.” She said, through gritted teeth, forcing herself not to be rude or sarcastic.

But Violet only shook her head and contuined.

“No, seriously. I shouldn’t have broughten her up. You two were so close growing up-!”

“Leave her alone, V.” Hiraeith came from the kitchen, holding a cup of coffee and simply watching the girl with her narrowed purplish eyes.

She seemed to notice how the older looking girl, trapped in her teenage body looked uncomfortable.

“I-!” The blue eyed girl looked shocked but couldn’t say anything.

The two only wordlessy watched as Ruth brushed past them and headed upstairs, towards her room. Although, a lump formed in her throat. She only scowled and tightened her hands into her fists.

She missed her.

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