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hargr00vy · 2 years
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...he got 7 of them
decided to redraw my first piece of tua art since we now know what the mummies looked like!
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topperscumslut · 2 months
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it’s literally him
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fivesmannequinwife · 2 years
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I just find it so funnily cruel that Original Timeline Reginald adopted 7 children with superpowers, got scared of their powers, and consciously minimized them and tortured them in order to break their spirits and not let their powers grow too much. Then 1960s Reginald found out that the Umbrellas weren’t strong enough nor had cohesion as a team (due to their father’s terrible parenting) and got so repulsed that he raised a different set of children by  training them harder and cutting off their only two sources of “human” connection and affection (Pogo and Grace, by firing Pogo and stripping Grace from her “mother” status)... all for said children to turn exactly into what Original Timeline Reg feared, which is against him and overpowering him to a point he could no longer use them lol he managed to fuck up twice lol 
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renfriscreyden · 2 years
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Not a single brain cell between them. I think that's beautiful <3
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0bl1v1on · 2 years
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PLEASE never let Five Hargreeves find out about irish coffee that man would go BALLISTIC if he does
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ivywritesstuff · 5 months
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The umbrella academy had no business making the apocalypse so pretty
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m4nd0l0r · 2 years
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Angelic Lips.
Description: A fixation bleeds through him: he catches himself always glancing by.
Ship: Five Hargreeves x GN! Reader
Word Count: 860+ (this is more of a drabble tbh-)
Author’s Note: writer’s block is a bitch and i fought it off with horniness so ig this is a lime (or lemon/smut?? genuinely idk)— i mean it deals with mouths, making out and what i thought oral fixation meant before taking a google search at 1am and becoming so aghast (basically i thought it was a mouth fetish or smth rather than a keen liking to biting and sucking cos of childhood shenanigans—) so it seems accurate, this also is just pure filth n’ brain rot of five, with that said i hope you enjoy reading and pls interact for a little boosting!! <33 (i’ll be posting more five content soon once i get a little more inspo/motivation!!!)
(Five’s body is aged up, and his consciousness ranges from 25 to 50 in my works for him from now on— However you decided which age you want for your experience/comfort!!)
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This started all because of your damn mouth.
Five keeps, no- always finds himself watching. He feels as if he can’t turn away- that it pulls him back into this tight spot he can’t crawl out of. 
And he never tries to get out. 
Half of the time, he was sure you’ve catched him looking— it wouldn’t surprise him if you have. He feels- knows that he was too obvious, that he was becoming so perverted- that his eyes shouldn’t dare to look at you ever again. 
And yet each time he can- he dares. He feels vulgar, as if he has sinned, but when he sees your lips quirk up into a smile, your canines, molars form a smile that you think shows a little too much gum to the point you try to hide it— he likes it- he can’t help but look. 
He looks at you as if he’s seen an angel. 
His eyes travel down to the curve of your lips- noticing your cupid’s bow accentuating the shape. He takes in every smile, every frown, every time your mouth gaped open and shifted close. How it flattens as you purse your mouth out of frustration. 
He likes how red— angelic, your lips are— how soft it is when you kiss him- when you leave crimson kiss marks on his cheek- neck— even in his own mouth, he loves it. 
It always starts small- so sudden at first. A stolen moment in time, you both grasp unto it. 
His face pressed up on your cheek, and he breathes. He draws you in- the scent of laundry and other sorts of chemicals flood his senses- but it sets him a reminder- to know again that he was not dreaming. 
That he was not creative enough to imagine you and your lips right next to his.
He plants a kiss— it was almost.. sweet- unlike the bitterness of cold coffee, the same one he loves to take in- much to your disdain. It was one that lingers through your skin like a spark. His fingers hold you near, and you could feel the desperation for closeness through his palms.
You push back, returning the gentleness. And yet he strays away, making you want to chase him but he comes back for more— like a starving man- knowing the pleasure is finally in his reach— the desperation clings as his lips push in- His lips smile against yours as he takes you in, his tongue on yours, teeth clashing. 
His viridescent eyes watches you, the glint in his look could eat you alive- consume you like fire to wood- turning your vigor into smoke— it was obscene- your chest felt stuffy as you could feel his heart beat so furiously just inches away from your own. 
His fingers tracing over your hip bone up to your sides. Your hands hold on his upper arms— his again on your hips- sliding across your back, his thumb rubbing shapes, leaving feathered caresses down your spine. 
You were aflamed- burning under his touch, his skin— his lips trailing down your neck- his weight pressing onto your body, molding you both like clay risen from the earth’s mass ever so perfectly. 
You both needed to breathe— gasping unto each other- But if he were to pull away, he’d feel as if he stopped being alive— that he couldn’t be away. He wants- needs to further feel you- taste you. His hands grabbing you everywhere- his tongue briefly touching your lower lip— he breathes, takes you in like the air he lacks itself. 
“Five— Five, shit—“ Left your swelling lips. He only rasps ‘fuck’ before wrestling away, letting your blood rush somewhere else- not on your cheeks- your lips— the crimson merely pumps swiftly in your chest- adrenaline swimming in your veins. 
Silence fills the space between you. As you breathe in and out, hands on the sides of his arms— all he does is stare at your red lips- all swollen up, glistening with a vermillion glow, because of him. 
It was tantalizing.
Impulsivity floods his thinking: and he is a drowning man.
“Open your mouth.” His voice strungs you out of your daze— making you blink. It surprises him too- he shouldn’t.
And yet. 
You slowly part your lips— his thumb coaxes you, further separating them. Your pupils watch him as he finds himself staring on the inside of your mouth. All teeth and gum- supple skin— Enough of that, he tells himself.
There was no point in this- he knows how you feel— how you taste- what was the point of checking the source? But he continues- an urge sinks in deep his fingertips— it was not enough. 
“Wider.” 
His knee shifts, now resting between your thighs- he jerks his clothed thigh up, causing you to let out a small throaty gasp. He only takes this opportunity- slipping his finger in. And just as he was about to move away— He felt your tongue slide on the pad of his thumb and your lips quirk into a mischievous smile. 
He only broadens his shit grinning grin even further. 
“Atta, angel.”
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hellfiremae · 2 years
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i love the way the rest of the hargreeves siblings accept viktor immediately when he came out to them and then you have luther who wants to throw him a lil party with mini sandwiches to welcome him as a brother :,)))
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fire-gift · 2 years
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obsessed with gerard way's response to steve blackman about christopher the cube!!!
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babyboyklaus · 9 months
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Klaus: Now that this timeline has given me a better father, by god will I bond with him.
New Timeline Reggie: GET HIT BY SEVERAL CARS BITCH HAHA
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misty-parted · 2 years
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neverkhushionlygham · 2 years
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Viktor Hargreeves experiencing gender euphoria and brotherly love while the world is ending (again) :
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renfriscreyden · 2 years
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0bl1v1on · 2 years
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Five:
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assiraphales · 1 year
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rewatching the umbrella academy szn 3 & I can’t believe I missed klaus calling luther lulu, starting to cry because luther raised his voice at him, and luther pulling him in for a hug because he doesn’t want to be that person anymore -- the person who yelled at his family instead of comforted them, tried to control them -- he just wants to be a good brother 
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hargr00vy · 1 year
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alternate timeline where the umbrellas were raised like the sparrows or smth idk
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