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callmelinamfsnow · 2 years

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“Now or Never”

(Aged Up) Five Hargreeves x F!Reader Warnings: NSFW, light mentions of wounds and blood. I wanted to put this out as soon as possible so it has not been fully proof read/edited. This is also like 3,000 words

Summary: Diego causes you to get hurt, much to Five’s displeasure. After taking care of your wounds he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels.

“Ow, ow- Five” you whined as he cleaned up your wound. “Sorry but I wouldn’t have to be doing this if you’d just listened to me” he said matter a factly before dropping the used rag into a metal bowl. “Cannot believe you listened to Diego, out of all people, instead of me and look” he continued as he stood up to throw away the bloody towels. “I thought he was going to be able to pull it off” you managed to let out, guilt and embarrassment starting to fill your chest. “He-” “He is an idiot (Y/N)!” Five snapped, slightly slamming the bowl he had in his hands on the table, “He almost got you killed out there so do not try to defend whatever dumb ass plan he had!”. You’d jumped at the noise, hissing in pain at the sudden movement .

His eyes immediately softened at the sound before letting out a sigh. He shouldn’t be snapping at you like this. Especially when it was neither your fault nor were you the person he was actually upset with. Diego on the other hand better hope this Kugelblitz gets him before Five does. Instead of listening to what Five had said Diego decided to try and be the hero and come up with some bullshit, half thought of plan that you agreed to help with because of whatever reassuring bullshit he told you. Though part of him wanted to be upset over the fact that you believed said bullshit, it never lasted. The weight of you on his lap plus the sniffles you’d kept letting out a constant reminder that you’d gotten more than your fair share of karma. Which is why when Diego even tried speaking in either of your directions he was immediately put behind a wall of siblings and Lila who all knew exactly what Five wanted to do to him for causing you to get hurt. It did help when he heard Lila both physically and verbally digging in on him over how he’d fucked up.

“Sorry” he sighed, looking down and cleaning his hands on a dry towel before walking over to you. “I’m just-… we’ve been dealing with enough shit as it is and the last thing I need is you getting seriously hurt because of my dumb ass brother” he continued as he walked over and sat down on the bed next to you. “I’d probably completely lose it at that point” he admitted, helping you get in a more comfortable position. Five watched you for a second, double checking that you were comfortable before continuing cleaning your wound. It wasn’t that bad, thank goodness. Just a somewhat deep cut on your arm and a few scrapes on your abdomen. But in the moments before he was certain what all was wrong with you, felt like all the hard work he’d been putting in these past weeks had gone to shit and the entire world was ending. “Here let me finish” he mumbled, squeezing the water out of the towel, and taking your arm in his hands gently. You both stayed silent, Five wanting to let his confession sink in but you hadn’t thought much of it. “I’m sorry for not listening to you” you mumbled, looking up at him with a small pout. He returned a crooked smile and let out a quick breath through his nose, “don’t worry about it (Y/N). Just don’t listen to an idiot over me” he chuckled. “Well you seem to think everyone is an idiot compared to you” you countered with a small smile. “Which is precisely why you should always listen to me” he teased and finished cleaning up the wound on your arm before reaching for the gauze and medical tape to wrap you up. “This is gonna hurt so I’ll try to be quick” he warned before going to tighten the wrap he was making. You let out a shaky breath and nodded, closing your eyes in preparation for it.

Five’s heart clenched in pain with you when he heard the whimpers you’d let out.

‘‘Fucking Diego’’ he mumbled to himself as he finished it, gently letting go and setting your arm down. “Okay, now let me just clean up the ones on your abdomen and you’ll be all done” he threw away the excess and then turned back to you expectantly, “you’re going to have to take your, uh, shirt off so I can get to them”. Your eyes went wide as you felt the blood rush to your face, “oh… right” you nodded. In all honesty you didn’t feel extremely confident about that considering you had a bit of a crush on Five, but of course the timing was never right considering the world was ending. Plus you’re pretty sure he didn’t feel the same or was even capable of feeling those feelings. Therefore, this was a very awkward moment, but if you hesitated any more it’d be suspicious.

“O-okay” you sighed shakily and took off your shirt, placing it next to you. At least you had a sports bra on. Your eyes avoided Five’s for a second, which he didn’t mind considering he got lost taking you in. He blinked his eyes to snap out of it, walking over to you, and resting his knee on the bed to steady himself when he leaned over. “Well these don’t look as bad as I thought” he mumbled, softly running his fingers over some of your bruises and wounds, causing you to shiver and giggle. “Does that tickle?” Five smirked at you, fingers still hovering over your skin. “If I say yes are you going to tickle me?” “Maybe a little…” he mumbled, making you whine his name out in protest, and he couldn’t help but lick his lips at it. “Okay, okay I won’t…” his smirk told you otherwise and you were proven right when he tickled you lightly for a few seconds, “okay now I won’t”. “Are you going to clean me up or torture me?” You pouted and he chuckled, nodding his head. “I wouldn’t exactly call it torture but I get the message” he’d started to clean the blood up first before disinfecting it with alcohol and bandaging you up.

Five couldn’t help but continue to drag his eyes all over you as he did. In truth, Five shared the same feelings as you did, but chalked it up to hormones until he hallucinated kissing you. Since then he could barely stand to be without you for too long. His hands kept finding their way onto you in subtle ways. He’d take every opportunity to be as close to you as possible. Hell he was thrilled whenever Klaus asked if you could come on the road trip too.

“Oooo let’s bring (Y/N)!! It’ll be nice having a pretty face to look at while on the road” Klaus clapped happily when Five agreed to join him. “I’ll even leave you guys to spend some time together” he said with a knowing smile. Five glared at him a bit but nodded, “I’m sure she’d prefer that than staying with those idiots”. “Great!” Klaus smiled before going to ask you.

You, on the other hand, were having trouble controlling your breathing as Five continued to touch you. His hands were a bit rough from fighting and his cold fingertips didn’t help with the shivers he was pulling from you. “I’m almost done” he mumbled as he was finishing up bandaging. “Alright you’re all done princess” Five hummed, the nickname slipping from his lips involuntarily. “Princess?” You asked, blushing and Five’s eyes went a bit wide. “Uh, sorry it just kind of slipped” he apologized and went to throw the trash away. “No it’s okay. I like it” you smiled, grabbing his arm before he got up. “I do too” he mumbled, eyes glancing to your lips. Fuck he wanted you. He wanted you to be his princess. To sleep on his chest, while he played with your hair and rubbed your back. He wanted to kiss every inch of your body until you were annoyed and pushing him off.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful, you know that?” He asked as he sat down fully on the bed next to you. It was now or never. “Oh, um, thank you” you mumbled a giant smile gracing your face, “you too”. Oh my gosh why did you say that? Who says that? “Thanks” Five laughed and looked down at your hand. At least he found it funny. “No wonder I can’t stop thinking about you” he said clearly, his eyes moving to look at your shocked and confused ones. “What do you mean?” You asked, your brain unable to comprehend what he was trying to say. He just chuckled at you and shook his head, “I can’t stop thinking about how pretty you looked in that flower dress you had to wear in Dallas, or how beautiful your laugh sounds even your so called ‘ugly one’”. Your face must’ve looked like a stoplight the more he spoke but you couldn’t seem to care much. “I can’t stop thinking about how soft your lips must be” he mumbled as he gripped your chin lightly and ran his thumb over them. “About how you feel pressed against me” he’d slowly started to get closer to you, “and I don’t want to keep acting like I don’t”. You were too stunned to speak for a moment as you looked up at him. “And I’m hoping you feel the same” he added. “I do” you squeaked, finally finding the strength to speak.

As soon as you agreed he crashed his lips against yours. Immediately moaning against them while his hand moved to cup your cheek. Your lips felt even better than in his hallucination. Five had started to lean closer against you, deepening the kiss as he did. You had to pull back after you ran out of breath, but he just kept kissing down your neck. “Mmm Five” you whimpered, tilting your head to the side for him. His hands started roaming your body carefully, not wanting to hurt you. “ I love the way you sound saying my name like that” he groaned against your chest, softly kissing the wounds he came across. His lips were surprisingly smooth, not perfect, but for someone with his lifestyle. “Do it again for me princess” he mumbled before lightly grazing his teeth against your skin. “Oh fuck Fiveeee” you whined and tangled your fingers in his hair. “Good girl” he hummed and fuck if you weren’t wet before you sure as fuck were now.

“You like that? When I call you good girl?” He asked as he squeezed your hips, telling by the way you gasped. “Y-yes” you nodded and pulled back to look at him. “So am I the only one that’s going to be shirtless?” You pouted as you looked over his fully clothed body. “Alright, alright” he chuckled and sat up, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as he looked down at you with those piercing green eyes. “Fiiive” you whined at his teasing and unbuttoned the buttons at the bottom of his shirt, causing him to laugh. “You can keep going if you want princess” he winked at you and you were more than happy to comply. You almost ripped off his belt and threw it on the ground before going to unzip his pants. You paused though, deciding to get back at him for his teasing and palming his erection. “Fuck (Y/N)” he groaned lowly, biting his lip as he continued to look you in the eyes. “Yes?” You asked innocently before continuing. “You’re so fucking hot” he mumbled and grabbed your chin, kissing you deeply. You continued to unbutton his pants as you kissed, wanting him as naked as you felt. As soon as you managed to get his pants down he got up, causing a whine to fall from your lips at the sudden loss of contact. That whine then turned into a moan when you saw him standing there in nothing but his briefs, palming himself as he stared you down like a predator on the hunt. “Your turn princess” he said as he walked over to you, pulling your legs gently to the edge of the bed. Five chuckled at the squeak you let out when he did and traced his fingers down your stomach til he reached the top of your pants, “may I?” He asked. “Course” you smiled at how thoughtful he was to ask. He bent down to kiss you as he took them off, but this kiss was different. It was sweet and soft. He left his head resting against your’s when he pulled back, smiling down at you before leaning back and fully taking your pants off.

“Fucking shit” he mumbled unconsciously as he took you in. “What?” You asked starting to feel a bit self conscious. “I don’t know how I haven’t came yet” he answered honestly before bending over and kissing down your waist and thighs. He looked up at your for a second before placing a gentle kiss against your panties, both of you immediately moaning. “Five” you whimpered as you tugged his hair, “want you”. “Don’t worry princess you’re gonna get everything you want and more” he groaned and took your panties off, “get rid of that bra for me, princess”. You nodded and sat up, basically tearing it off of you. “Mmmm thank you princess” he hummed as he kissed your inner thigh. “Five come ooon” you whined again, bucking your hips. “Sorry princess, just wanted to finish taking you in” he hummed again before hooking his arms around your hips and pulling you closer. He gave you a few tentative kitten licks before completely going in. Five could not stop moaning at how good you tasted to him, and you couldn’t stop moaning at how good he was making you feel. You wondered if he’d done this with other women and how many he must’ve but when you felt him slip a finger into you it all went out the window. “Oh my gosh Five! Yes!” You moaned and he squeezed your hips in response.

“Fuck princess you’re even better than I imagined” he groaned and inserted another finger, “Wish I would’ve realized how bad I fell for you sooner. Could’ve been doing this for you”. For you? Jackpot. “Better late than never” you panted, though you felt just as annoyed. He hummed in response as he sucked on your clit, causing your hips to involuntarily buck, “fuck Five”. He started feeling you clench around his fingers and assumed you were close. After a few more minutes he pulled back and you let out a loud whine of his name. “Calm down princess” he cooed as he stood and palmed himself some more, “you’re about to get what you want” He bent down to give you another passionate but sweet kiss before continuing down your neck. “So fucking beautiful” he hummed while kissing your breast and pulling down his underwear. He hiss lightly at the sudden change in temperature, “you ready princess?” He asked as rubbed his tip through your folds, both of you moaning out each other’s names. “Yes, fuck Five just do it” you begged, eyes wide and a small pout as you looked up at him. “You got it” he winked and slowly slid into you.

Five honestly felt like he could bust right there, you were practically strangling him and he loved it. He loved knowing it was you, knowing he’s making you feel all these things. “Mmmm Five” you whimpered as he kissed your neck gently, waiting for you to get used to him. “Tell me when you’re ready baby” he hummed and nipped at your skin. You nodded and after a bit you felt yourself wanting more. “I’m ready” you whimpered into his ear and he slowly slid back out. He continued with a few more slow strokes until you let out another whine of his name and he picked up his pace. “Fuck princess you feel so fucking good” he groaned into your ear. “Can’t believe I was such a dumbass and w-wait- shit… waited so long” he moaned as he started to pick up his pace even more. “F-F-Five” you stuttered out your moan and wrapped your arms around his neck, “S-so good”. “Yeah? You like tha-“ Five was interrupted by another moan when felt you clench around him. You were close and he was relieved because he didn’t know how long he’d be able to last. “F-five” “I know princess” he said lowly and started kissing at your breast again. He pulled your nipple into his mouth, and looking at you dead in the eyes. “Oh Five!!!” You moaned loudly as you came, the extra sensation Five had given you immediately pushing you over the edge. Five followed almost immediately after you did, managing to pull out and cuming on your stomach. Both of you stayed silent, panting as you tried to catch your breath. “You okay princess?” He asked before kissing your lips gently again. “Are you kidding? I’m even better than okay” you giggled and kissed his cheek. “Good” he smiled, moving to lay next to you. “You think anybody heard us?” You asked quietly, starting to feel a bit embarrassed. “I’ll shut them up if they did, don’t worry” he mumbled. He moved you to be laying your head against his chest, finally able to play with your hair. He felt at peace like this with you. As did you.

A/N: I was kind of rushing towards the end so I’m sorry if this wasn’t everything you wanted. Please reblog and follow if you liked it and send requests through asks.

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gay-dorito-dust · 2 years

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“Cut the bullshit Klaus.”

“What! It’s the honest to god truth, I pinky swore and everything! Does that mean nothing to you!” Klaus whined, lifting up his pinky finger to wave it in your face before you smacked it away with an indignant scoff. “Yeah right.”

Klaus has brought to your attention that his douche of a brother, Ben, has formed a crush on you in recent times, before going on tangents about how he couldn’t look away from you, his eyes widening with awe whenever you stepped into the same room as him before straightening his posture as you cut across his line of sight, leaving behind a lingering trail of your scent. He would then add on how Ben would try to show off subtly to you and even stand closer to you whenever his family called upon yours for a one sided meeting that naturally ended in raised voices and threats of violence.

ludicrous doesn’t even begin to describe what you were feeling when hearing the shit that came from your friends mouth without suspecting that he may have snuck himself a couple of drugs beforehand despite being clear for a long while now besides the occasional self indulgence of a drink. You trusted Klaus but sometimes the things he says aren’t exactly grounded in reality and so you were suspicious to say the least when he started claiming that Ben, the man who’d done nothing but stare daggers into your back and berate your friends to elevate his own ego, had somehow aloud himself the time to grow a crush on you.

“I assure you it’s the truth! Only I could tell when Benarino is in love and you my dear friend are his object of desire.” Klaus said airily as he crept closer to you, throwing an arm over your shoulder and bringing you into his side, “I can see it now. Y/n and Ben sitting in a tree, k.i.s.s.i.n.g-“ you cut off his teasing by shoving him away by bringing your hand to his face. “Nice to know I’m nothing more then an object to him then.” “You know I didn’t mean it like that!” Klaus whined, swatting away your hand from his face to pout at you before becoming serious.

“His eyes literally turn into hearts when he looks at you! He’s only ever looked at you like that whenever you laughed at something stupid being said or when your eyes brighten up with joy whenever we actually act like a proper fucking family for once. He looks at you like that whenever you say something snarky and smart or when you do something really cool and this doesn’t take an idiot to not notice but Ben really and truly can’t get enough of you y/n.” You didn’t say anything afterwards and instead opted to look into Klaus’ green eyes for any indication that the impassioned speech was nothing more then a lie but all you could find was pure and genuine emotions.

He wasn’t lying, he’d never lie to you about how Ben felt when he’s known his the longest out of any of his siblings, so if anyone knew of Ben’s feelings for you it’d be Klaus. You look away from him briefly to compose your thoughts and what your next move would be but a snicker brought your attention back to Klaus as he stared at you knowingly with a mischievous smirk across his face. “I know your secrete.” He prods your cheek with a finger. “Oh yeah? Enlighten me then.” You snarked, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling quite confident that Klaus was going to utter the most ridiculous shit you’ve ever heard…until.

“You like Ben.”

…Shit

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writingforcuteppl · 1 year

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Dating Sparrow!Ben Headcannons

WARNINGS: Swearing, smut

SFW:

How it started:

Ben Hargreeves is a little shit. He believes he’s the most amazing person in the world. Someone that gets what he wants, of course, that was until he met you.

Ben saw you for the first time after a mission with the Sparrows. You were looking at how everyone was cheering for them after another successful mission.

Yeah, they had powers, and they put their lives at risk, and you were thankful the world had someone like them, but they were way too cocky.

You believed that if they wanted to help because they only care about the well-being of the people, they wouldn’t show off that much.

Anyways, Ben saw you looking at him, at least, that’s what his ego made him think.

He got closer to you. Expecting you to be amazed by him. But you were unimpressed

“Like what you see, sweetheart?” You looked at Ben. You won’t deny he was hot. All the posters and billboards weren’t doing him any justice. “I mean, I know I’m handsome, want a picture? It lasts longer”

You rolled your eyes at his comment, he may be hot, but you could tell he was egocentric

You started to turn around, ready to go on with your day, until you felt his hand grab your wrist

“At least can I get your name?” There was something in his eyes that was different, something soft and sweet

You just smiled and said, “No”

He was shocked. No? No one has ever told him that. You took advantage of his reaction to free yourself from his grasp

Ben took that personally.

As soon as he saw you disappear in the crowd, he went straight to Fei, asking her to follow you, she was about to ask him why, but after all the years being siblings, she knew better not to ask

And then, it was like Ben was everywhere you went

Outside work, at restaurants, your favorite coffee shop, at the park, everywhere

He tried so badly to make it look like a casual encounter, failing in the attempt

Always saying something cheesy like “Fate keeps making us meet” or “Is it I or the universe wants us to be together?”

You wouldn’t accept it, but it made your day whenever you saw him waiting for you.

When you least expect it, you were starting to look for him wherever you went, knowing full well he will be waiting for you. And Ben realized that.

After a few weeks, you decided to give him a change. Trying to hide your attraction to him was starting to get useless.

Ben just wanted to have an opportunity with you. So in one of your many encounters, he decided it was time to ask you out.

“Just one date, if you keep thinking that I’m an asshole after the date, I will stop” You didn’t know if he was telling the truth, but one date wouldn’t hurt

And you were right.

Ben had the full evening planned.

First of all, he didn’t want you to meet his siblings, at least not yet. You were way too important for him, and his siblings tend to criticize everyone and everything, so the more time he can keep you away from them, the better. So he bribed his siblings to leave the house so he could make this evening a special one.

He made this beautiful setting in the rooftop garden they had. A place where the two of you could talk without anyone interrupting at all.

The more you talk and the evening passed, the more you started to fall for him.

You didn’t understand how he could be so different when he was in front of other people and when he was only with you.

It was like he created a whole different persona.

“Can ask you something, Ben? And I really don’t want you to take it personally, but it’s something I realized…”

“Go ahead”

“Why do you act like a douche?”

Ben let out a dry laugh, he knew this question was going to come up at any moment, and of course, he knew the answer very well.

“Well, you see, I found out that when you are polite all the time, people tend to take advantage of you no matter what. They think you are some kind of gullible person, and they think they can do whatever they want with you, well, at least that happened to me. And, of course, with a family like mine… Believe me when I say they are the most competitive people. Always trying to show who’s the best, so naturally, I’ll be just like them, even if sometimes I know I can come up as someone despicable.”

It was the first time he was completely honest with anyone, and you could feel it.

The rest of the night was wonderful, the two of you learned about each other’s lives, maybe not everything, but at least the highlights of them.

It was starting to get late, so Ben decided it was time to take you to your home

“So..?” Ben asked when the two of you arrived at your apartment door

“So what, Hargreeves?”

“Am I still an asshole?”

You just smile and gave him a quick peck on the lips

“Not at all”

How he is in the relationship

So Ben is definitely part of the “I hate everyone but her” trope, you know, the “she’s the sunshine, and he’s the grumpy one.”

Like, he can be a douche to his siblings, but the moment he sees you, his humor completely changes.

Maybe that’s why all the Sparrows love having you around. It makes their brother more bearable to be around.

His siblings don’t know, but he would do anything to make you happy

He loves showering you with love, preferably when none of his siblings are around, but if he feels like doing it, he will, no matter whose present.

Not only that, but all his siblings are thankful you’re in his life. They know how he puts on this tough façade no matter what, even when he is hurting, but he seems more relaxed and in touch with his feelings when you are around, not having to fake anything.

Of course, that means a lot of teasing coming from the Sparrows

No matter what the two are doing, someone finds a way the find the two of you and start making any type of cheesy and mocking comments.

Ben was proud to have you as his girlfriend.

Taking every single opportunity to mention you or mention he now has a beautiful and fantastic girlfriend

He even mentioned you when he was having any type of interview (most of them after saving the city and completing a mission successfully)

By the end of the first month together, you were pretty sure everyone in the city knew your name (you were glad he only mentioned you, and he never really showed a photo of you)

It was like the two of you knew the reason for only mentioning you and never being seen together in public. You knew if anyone ever saw the two of you, you could be at high risk. Being a “hero” came with a lot of disadvantages, and one of them was putting everyone he ever cared about in danger.

Your relationship was private but not secret.

And you were okay with it. You didn’t want everyone snooping in your relationship.

Now with the powers.

Something that made Ben happy when the two of you started dating was the fact that you didn’t mind his tentacles at all.

It was like a normal thing for you.

You were so used to seeing him save the day with his powers that when you were around him, the fact that he was using his powers was normal for you.

He would use them daily, like when someone needed something from an unreachable place to move things around, or even when you were just too far from him, he would simply use his tentacles and make you move closer to him.

And you were completely fine with it.

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How he is when having sex:

So a lot of dominance coming from Ben.

Something about being in control of someone turned him on so much.

And being controlled by him was amazing.

Of course, you being so used to seeing him use his tentacles almost for everything meant he would use them with you during sex.

He has this ability to not only control the tentacles but also focus on giving you pleasure.

The tentacles were an addition to all the experiences he gives you.

He loves edging you with them, making you beg for his presence to be near you.

He also loves using the tentacles to keep you from moving

Seeing you so helpless, begging for his cock always made him feel so important and needed

Of course, once he thought you had enough foreplay, he would fuck you senseless without the tentacles

(Not that they were really needed)

Been liked it rough.

Seeing how your eyes would roll whenever he was thrusting into you only made him go harder.

Being the way he is, he loves when you make any type of sound. It serves as a confirmation of how much pleasure he is giving you.

He also wants to show how much pleasure he’s giving you, so he fucks you hard enough that you can’t hold back any type of sound.

His competitiveness with Marcus shows even when he’s fucking you raw.

You tried hard not to be so loud, but Ben didn’t like that.

Ben stopped when he realized you weren’t as loud as you usually would be when nobody was around.

You whined as you just needed a little more to come undone

“What did I say, princess? I want to hear you.”

You just whimpered at his words, being weak whenever he called you “princess.”

He increases his pace, sending shivers down your spine and making you moan in the process and forgetting to stay in silence.

You were pretty sure Ben knew how to push your buttons, so you would do anything he asked.

Ben loved giving you praises of how well you were for him

Like, “Look at you, taking my cock like a good girl.”

Or “You are always so good to me, baby, always doing what I want.”

He said any of those things loud and clear so everyone, especially Marcus, heard how good he made you feel.

And, of course, the Sparrows wouldn’t leave both of you alone

Every single day after the two of you had sex, they would make comments

It was embarrassing for you to know they were mocking you only to bother Ben, but it was the complete opposite.

Ben enjoyed the comments and the mocking, making him proud, always sending a smirk toward Marcus as if he won some kind of contest.

You just hide your face in Ben’s neck, trying so bad the Sparrows didn’t see how embarrassed you were.

But not all the times you two had sex were like that

Sometimes the two of you wanted to feel the closeness of each other

Those nights were special

He was so tender and sweet

Always whispering sweet nothings to your ear

Always making sure you felt how much he loves you, making sure you felt ok and happy all the time

“You know how much I love you, baby? You don’t have any idea how good you always make me feel.”

Love actions:

He likes words of affirmation.

You know, having a father like Reginald, someone who barely shows any type of emotion even if we are talking about his own children…

Well, Ben liked hearing your feelings, and of course, he loves to listen to how much he means to you and how much you loved him, no matter what the two of you were doing.

You always make sure he knows how loved he really is and how a fantastic person he is

Ben wouldn’t admit it, but he loves all the praises you give him, and of course, he does the same when it comes to you.

He also loves showering you with love words, making you feel happy and loved all the time.

He just wants to give you all the love he wishes he had received all his life.

When the two of you are alone, he enjoys having you close to him

Sometimes he’s too scared of something happening to you

So those little moments he gets with you were pure golden

Ben Hargreeves was full of surprises, but fortunately, you were able to see the real Ben. And you are so glad the two of you crossed paths because he’s definitely the most perfect person in the whole world.

n a v i g a t i o n

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countlessimagines · 2 years

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Good Looking Boy [ Klaus Hargreeves x Reader ]

Summary: Klaus goes to you first when he returns from the 60’s, only to be met with a very different reality.

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of drug use and drinking, rehab mention for Klaus

A/N: wow! I did not expect to write this much and get so into the story… I would say part 2 but knowing myself it would take me a month to return to the imagine lol. Enjoy loves! <3

Song based Fic: Good Looking by Suki Waterhouse

Tides thrash inside

Baby, I'm high octane

Fever in a shock wave

My core vibrates in an opium haze

Yet you think we're the same

When Klaus returned from the 60’s with his family, they knew something definitely was wrong. However, a part of Klaus longed to find his long lost love - someone he had to leave in the apocalypse - you.

He thought about you everyday while he was gone. Of course Klaus, he hid it very well and played it off that he was excitable and enjoying his cult following. However, Ben noticed him flinch when others would fling themselves on Klaus, wanting his love. Ben knew that Klaus only had eyes for you. And, it didn’t help in Klaus’ case that he gushed about you to his father when they all had met him in the 60’s, as Klaus would soon find out his mistake.

The minute everyone settled into the hotel Obsidian, Klaus left to go find you. He knew Five advised everyone from making things worse, but his beating heart would only calm once he laid eyes on you. He didn’t care if this version of you was different or hated him or simply turned him away, but he wanted to know you were okay. He had to know you were okay.

Once he found your address and the apartment you were staying at, he was only met with the face of a gruff looking man who looked high out of his mind. Klaus could smell the stench on him. There were two options he had, he could either book it and run or see if this was actually your place.

“Does (Y/N) (L/N) live here currently?” Klaus asked sheepishly, trying to appear nice so the dude wouldn’t slam the door in Klaus’ face

“What do you want with her?” The man said in a raspy voice.

“Old friend of mine.” Who Klaus was desperately in love with.

“She used to live here but she up and disappeared one day. Apparently left for some man overnight.” The guy closed the door in Klaus’ face without another word.

Klaus let out a breath of despair and decided to ask around the apartment complex until he was escorted off premises for “disturbing the peace” once he got angry at everyone for denying him information.

He was about ready to give up until he saw your figure walk through the front desk and request for your mail that was still being delivered to the apartment. He watched you from the window as you waited patiently.

Klaus felt as if he couldn’t breath anymore as he took in your beauty. You were as beautiful as the day he left you.

He debated on going up to you, asking how you were and wanting to kiss you and more than anything, to just hold you in his arms to tell you he was okay and home. But this wasn’t the same person he fell in love with. You were more radiant and dressed in bright colored clothing, compared to your darker clothes you wore when you and Klaus dated. He remembers your black leather jacket that would never leave your sight and always was worn. And he remembers how you would always welcome him back into your arms when he was drunk, returning from rehab, or never made any sense. Now that he was sober, he wanted to show he could be a better boyfriend and not some junkie boyfriend.

Exiting the building, you checked your mail while Klaus was at a loss for words. Everything felt like it was spinning for him and he did not want to mess anything up.

The skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all

I thought I'd uncovered your secrets but turns out there's more

“(Y/N)?” He blurted out in more of a questioning way instead of trying to get your attention, but it did anyways.

You turned towards the blubbering mess of Klaus beside you. “Uh, yes?”

Now he really didn’t think this out beforehand. A part of him wanted to hear you say his name in a joyous way - hoping you’d remember him. “Hi, um… I’m not sure if you remember me but we used to know each other a long time ago. Feels like years.” For Klaus, it had been. He had dreamt of coming home to you for years.

“No… sorry. Don’t recall meeting you…” you seemed uncomfortable, and Klaus seemed to break a bit with your words.

“Oh, must have mixed you up with someone else.” Klaus tried to laugh it off. “Well, I really like your jean jacket. The embellishments are perfect.”

He pointed to the back of the jacket where you had painted on small flowers and little bees. It was a definite contrast to what you use to wear.

“Thank you.” You smiled at him to be polite.

“I know this may seem out of nowhere,” Klaus nervously grabbed the back of his neck and shrugged, “Would you like to go out to lunch with me?”

You were taken aback from his very forward question and was desperate for an escape. Thankfully, for you, someone came to your aid.

“I finally found parking, almost had to punch a guy for stealing my space.” The voice of Ben was heard from beside the two of you. Both of your bodies shifted and Klaus was ready to question why he was even there… with you?

“Oh, sorry to hear sweetie,” you said and went closer to Ben who immediately grabbed your hand.

Ben noticed Klaus and scoffed, “What are you doing here, idiot? Trying to steal my girlfriend like you and your family attempted to take my home?”

Klaus choked on his words as he stuttered, “Your… girlfriend?”

“Yes, now go away before I make you,” Ben rolled his eyes and started to take you in a different direction.

You adored me before

Oh, my good looking boy

Play casino holes of my eyeballs

Roll the dice on my thighs

You stop for breath and I sped up

Just to impress you

Klaus didn’t know what to do next as he watched Ben whisk you away with his arm around your shoulder, holding you close to him.

It pained him to see you with the evil version of his brother, wanting nothing more than to go back to how things were before.

Whatever him and his family did to cause all of this, he hated it. Not only did he lose his Ben and suffer from addiction, he lost the love of his life.

Klaus walked all the way back to the hotel, his thoughts reminiscing on old times with you - treasuring each one as they would be the only memories he could have with you.

The ghost of your lips that would tease him with a light graze, the way your apartment always smelled like a warm autumn night, the posters you always hung up around your room that always fell, the autographed photo of Klaus that he gave you as a joke when you first started dating, and the faint laughter that filled the air whenever he would smother you in kisses.

Klaus finally arrived at the hotel, too upset to acknowledge anyone else as he sat at the buffet, eating away his feelings.

The skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all

I thought I'd uncovered your secrets but turns out there's more

You adored me before

Oh, my good looking boy

My good looking boy, My good looking boy, My good looking boy

Oh, my good looking boy

Klaus lost track of time as he sat with an empty plate before him and a full stomach. He didn’t even register that someone was calling his name until he realized who it was.

He jumped from his seat and saw you standing before him, a bit startled by his reaction.

“Oh, sorry! Didn’t mean to scare you,” you said immediately and held up your hands in defense.

“What… what are you doing here?” Klaus stammered out and approached you carefully as to not upset you further.

“Well, Ben told me what happened and something just told me to follow you after I got rid of Ben by telling him to go train. I didn’t feel like running in the park again.”

Klaus chuckled, there was still the same old you in this timeline. You hated physical activity and would often have Klaus stay in for movie nights with you.

“So what do you think told you to follow me?” Klaus asked genuinely. Maybe fate would be on his side this time.

“Who knows. Maybe it’s destiny,” you joked, winking at him. “Or the fact that you knew my name and where I used to live.”

Klaus felt his cheeks warm up as you became serious. “Oh yeah, that…”

You rolled your eyes, “That’s not normal to know unless we truly did know each other. I lived at those awful apartments during the worst years of my life… and you show up asking for me. Do I just not remember you? Was I drunk?”

Klaus shook his head profusely. “Far from that… really. It’s just, I don’t have anyone really that knows me that well like you did.”

“I’m sorry but I really don’t remember you. I think I would recall someone as good looking as you.”

He was surprised by the obvious flirting from you, but it wasn’t meant to be anything else but that - even if Klaus wanted it so badly to be.

“Why are you with Ben anyways? Sort of a dickhead.”

You shrugged, not really sure why you stuck around for so long. “Kind of liked the company I guess. I did meet him through his father who used to come to my job all the time.”

That’s when it began to sound suspicious to Klaus.

“His father would visit you?”

You nodded. “Kind of odd that he only became a regular at the shop when I started working there. Everyone made fun of me saying an old man has the hots for me.” Your laugh made Klaus smile. “It turns out he wanted to set someone up with his son. And that’s how I met Ben.”

Klaus knew his father was aware of you and your effect on Klaus. He purposely found you so you could date Ben. But why though? Was it to hurt Klaus?

You're not who you are to anyone, to anyone

You're not who you are to anyone, to anyone these days

“Did he say why he wanted you to date Ben?” Klaus started to dig. There had to be more to this story.

“Uh… something along the lines that his brother had been desperately in love with a girl, or something? Not sure how it pertained to Ben getting a girlfriend.”

And it clicked for Klaus. He was the brother in love, and their father wanted Klaus to never get a chance with you. Maybe he wanted Ben happy to keep him stable with the attitude he had. Ben seemed like a ticking bomb waiting for someone to say something offensive or snarky.

The only part of all of this that hurt was Klaus seeing you so radiant. He didn’t remember the last time he made you felt that way before he left.

Maybe it was for the better for you.

I'm not who I am to anyone, no, not me at all

I'm not who I am to anyone these days, not at all

Klaus fell silent and you stood there awkwardly, awaiting for his response.

“Well, I better be going then.” You started to turn away from Klaus before he reached out and had a desperate look in his eyes.

“Please.”

You were confused. “Please what?”

“Please don’t leave. I left you once and I don’t think I could stand you leaving me. I changed, I promise. I’m not the same anymore.” Klaus’ eyes started to well up in tears. “I made a mistake of leaving you behind. If I had to rip time and space apart to be with you, I would.”

The skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all

I thought I'd uncovered your secrets but turns out there's more

“I… I don’t even know your name.” You muttered and moved your arm out of Klaus’ grip.

“My name is Klaus.” He looked like he was ready to get on his knees and beg. “Please, give me a chance. I know it’s not right and the timeline is screwed but whatever. That doesn’t matter because you’re my soulmate.”

“And you’re insane… why would I leave my fiancé for you?”

Klaus felt as if his heart was stabbed a million times and more as you told him the news of your engagement. He could tell you didn’t want to be around him anymore, and he couldn’t blame you.

You adored me before

You walked away before he could say anything else to you.

But Klaus wouldn’t let that happen, not over his dead body. “Please! You adored me before.”

You didn’t even look back to acknowledge him. And while you didn’t want to admit it, you could feel your heart ache as you heard his sobs growing distant as you walked out the door.

Oh, my good looking boy

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damnitmilo · 6 months

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How to make five Hargreeves happy

•Bring him coffee while he's working

•let him ramble about the apocalypse and about maths, even if you don't understand shit

•brush your hand on his when he's mad, he's most likely to calm down Immediately

•let him lean on you when he's tired, sometimes he just needs a quick break

•make five breakfast (Peanut butter and marshmallows sandwich with black coffee). Even if he doesn't eat it because he's in a hurry, He will be happy that you remembered him

•learn stuff about him and do it yourself. Like, imagine that for some reason you know what he's favorite book is...read it and talk to him about it

•bring him random stuff and say "this reminded me of you". He's gonna pretend that he hates it, but at the end he'll keep everything

•Shoulder massages>>>

•This man is extremely needy no matter how much he doesn't show it. You can be sure that what he likes most are goodbye kisses on the forehead

•If you're going to make a promise, make a pinky promise. For five, even if it's stupid, it makes him believe in you more

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I'm open to doing imagines and headcannons for five, Nicky and Aiden if you want, But I will only make gn readers :) love yall, sweethearts<3

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imagineblogsstuff · 1 year

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Warnings: SMUT, BREAK IN, SWEARING, UNPROTECTED SEX, ROUGH, BREEDING, FIGHTING

Note: Five will be age up in any imagines or fanfics I will write about him, he will be like in his 20’s.

Also I know I’ve said that I will not write smut but here is my try at it :)

Got idea from someone on here, but I forgot their username

You didn’t hear him come in. Unfortunately, Five knew you always left your back window open for fresh air. You had just laid down in bed, the lights were off and you were in your comfy silk pajamas. The sound of his footsteps approaching your bedroom door is what startled you. You sprang straight up against your headboard before reaching over to the side of the bed to grab the bat you kept there. You had it for safety but never imagined having to use it. Of course he could just teleported there, but he found it way more fun to climb into your room.

A shadowy figure appeared in your doorway and you quickly recognized it as Five.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You huffed in annoyance but were relieved it was him and not someone else. He was wearing a mask over his face but you could still see his black hair and his green eyes . He pulled the mask down with a huge smile on his face.

“Did I scare you, darling?” He taunted as he stepped inside the room. You placed your bat back on your side of the bed before turning back to look at him. He sat at the foot of the bed, looking down at his hands while he fiddled with his fingers

‘What are you doing here Five? You need to leave.” His head jerked up to look at you, his eyes were hazy and the way he looked at you made you uneasy.

“Did you really think you could just break up with me? That you could toss me to the side like I don’t mean anything?” You could hear in his voice how angry he was. This was the last thing you wanted to deal with. You dumped him 6 days ago, completely fed up with his jealous and his obsession with stopping the end of the world . You knew he was pissed but the last thing you were expecting was for him to show up at your house at night like this and have the audacity to break in.

“Five, I’m not doing this with you okay. Please. You need to leave.” You were stern, your words cold as you watched him clench his jaw and look back down at his hands. "God dammit it Five, get the fuck out!" You shouted but nothing could prepare you for what happened next.

He lunged for you, dragging you by your legs closer to him, and quickly hovered over the top of you. His hand tightened around your throat, keeping you from making a sound. His eyes were black and you had never been more scared of him in your life.

"You are fucking mine. Seems like you've forgotten that darling . I guess I'm gonna have to remind you." He growled as he reached down to try and pull off your pants. Your survival instincts quickly kicked in and you kneed him hard in the stomach and were able to push him off of you. You rolled off the bed as quickly as you could but he was right on your tail. He grabbed ahold of your feet as you tried to crawl towards the door. Once again he pulled you down to him, grabbing the hem of your pants and ripping them from your legs. Your panties followed quickly after.

“Stop!” You screamed as you tried to claw, hit, and kick your way away from him. He only laughed at your desperate attempts. He used his knees to spread your legs apart as he pulled himself out of his shorts. You managed to land a pretty good slap to his cheek and then he pinned your hands above your head. He shoved himself inside of you in one fluid motion.

“So wet for someone acting like you don’t want this.” He taunted. You were dripping and as much as you hated yourself for it, you didn’t want him to stop.

“I fucking hate you.” You spit out, frustrated that you could only fight him with your words at this point. You squeezed your eyes shut as he started thrusting. Refusing to look at him, to give him any indication that what he was doing was okay. His thrusts were hard and deep as his head fell to rest in the crook of your neck.

“I can’t wait to pump you full of my cum, to breed you with my baby so you can never be free of me.” He growled and you whined which only fueled him further. “And if you ever try to leave me, I’ll knock you up again, and again, and again. You will never get rid of me. You are mine. Forever. Do you understand me?” You couldn’t help but clench at his words, his need to trap you. He groaned at how good you felt around him and your eyes finally snapped open. You tried hard to suppress your moans but they still managed to slip past your lips. He released his hold on your hands and pushed up your shirt, revealing your tits to him. He latched onto your nipple and your hands went to fist in his hair, tugging at it harshly. He moaned against your skin and snapped his head up to capture your lips with his own. You swore you hated him but you couldn’t help but give in and let him have you in whatever way he wanted.

He increased his pace and trailed a hand down your body to rub your clit. He swallowed all your cries of pleasure as he forced his tongue inside your mouth. That band inside you snapped and you soaked his cock as he panted above you. “Didn’t want to have to take it from you baby, but you gave me no choice.” He cooed as his movements started to get sloppy. Three more thrusts and you felt his cum painting your walls white. He kissed your neck as you both came down.

You were too far exhausted to say anything or move a muscle when he finally pulled out of you. The mixture of your juices seeped out of your pussy and Five tsked. “Can’t have that.” He used his fingers to shove the cum back inside your tight and abused hole and you squirmed from the sensitivity. He licked the remains off his fingers before scooping you up and placing you on the bed. You had nothing to say to him even with his sudden gentle behavior. He grabbed your underwear and pants, sliding them back onto your body before leaning down to kiss your forehead. “I’ll be back tomorrow with my stuff. You really shouldn’t leave your back window open anymore, darling . You never know what kind of sicko could climb through it.”

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ficnation · 2 years

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Here for You - Diego x Reader

Request: “Hello! Could you maybe possibly do a diego fic where the reader is in a depressive episode and he spends the entire day just lying with them in bed and comforting them? Thank you!!! Have a nice day <3”

requested by anonymous

Word count: 771

Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x Gender Neutral! Reader

Warnings: depressive episode, angsty but fluffy

A/n: I was in my feels when writing this. (Btw I was listening to Formidable by top when writing this) Please let me know your thoughts on it and reblog if you can <3

☁ 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁ || ☁ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁

“Honey?” Diego’s voice echoed around the quiet apartment while he stepped inside. He scrunched his eyebrows in worry when he didn’t get anything in return.

You heard him stumble like always when he tried to take his shoes off without holding onto anything nearby. Usually, you’d at least smile at that action, but today you couldn’t muster up the energy to do so. Hell, you couldn’t even remember when was the last time you left the bed to take a shower or eat something that wasn’t dry cereal.

When you heard Diego’s steps nearing the door to your bedroom, you pulled the comforter even further up your face. You didn’t want him to see you this way, but what could you possibly do when he was already outside the door to your room?

You wanted to tell him to go away and leave you alone, but the words wouldn’t escape your parted lips no matter how much you wanted to get them out.

There was a soft knock on the wooden door before it opened wide with a painful creak.

“There you are,” Diego said when his eyes found your silhouette hidden underneath the covers. His voice turned cheerful now that he’s found you. “What are you doing in bed? It’s afternoon.”

He stepped closer before sitting down on the edge of the bed, his hand gently pulling off the comforter so he could look at your beautiful face. But when your eyes didn’t meet his, and a smile didn’t take over your features, he took a deep sigh.

“It’s back, isn’t it?” Diego reached out his hand to push a lonely strand of hair away from your forehead.

You nodded weakly in response, and it was all it took for your partner to spring into action. He left your side for a few minutes disappearing into the bathroom before you could hear the sound of running water. When he came back, he quickly threw the covers off of you and lifted you up into his arms. You looked at him confused while he carried you towards the bathroom.

“Diego, what are you doing?” you asked, holding onto his neck with your arms loosely thrown over his shoulders. You didn’t have to worry about falling because Diego would never let that happen.

Inside the bathroom, he sat you down on the edge of the tub, helping you get out of your clothes so you could step into the bubbly water. You curled your legs up, resting your head on your knees and watching how the water rippled with your movement before it stilled again.

Diego took care of you, gently splashing the warm water onto your back and arms. He even washed and conditioned your hair, sculpting a mohawk on top of your head and making you smile weakly at his antics. His heart flapped cheerfully at that sight, and he wished that grin would stay on your face forever.

When the water got cold, Diego decided it was time to finish the bath. He helped you climb out of the bathtub and left you in the room alone so you could dress in the clothes he placed on the edge of the sink. In the meantime, Diego grabbed your laptop from the desk and put on one of your favorite shows. He thought about running to the kitchen to get some snacks but decided against it because he wasn’t sure if he would even find anything in the cupboards.

Entering the room, you frantically searched for your partner’s silhouette. At first, you didn’t really want him to see you in this state, but his presence made the bad thoughts in your head too foggy to focus on. Diego’s gentle words and touch made you feel lighter and more present. You weren’t sure you could get out of your mind that fast without him.

“Chop chop, get in,” Diego’s voice beckoned, making your eyes snap in his direction, and in what seemed like seconds, you were already crawling underneath the covers beside him. “Still too far away.” The man sighed, pulling you closer, so your side was pressed tightly to his body.

“Thank you, Diego,” you mumbled after a few minutes of silence between you. You were so lucky to have him in your life.

“What are you thanking me for?” He kissed your forehead, leaning his cheek on the top of your head. “I’m just here for you to remind you how strong you are. And you’ll get through whatever is bothering you, love.”

Diego will make sure of it. He wasn’t going to leave you alone with your thoughts.

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savagebrellyben · 1 year

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Sometimes when I'm bored I leave half made fluffernutter sandwiches in the kitchen so Diego will go shout at Five.

Very entertaining. 10/10 would recommend.

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geminigengar · 2 years

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Meet the Brady Bunch

various hargreeves x black!reader, jayme hargreeves x reader if you squint

your first impression of the sparrow academy is a little different from the rest of your siblings.

warnings: mild canon typical violence, mildly nsfw language

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you turned, taking in what should be your living room. something was off. you weren't sure what but you always trusted your instincts. it wasn't until you saw it that you slapped diego's arm to get his attention.

a portrait was hung in the place of what was once five's. instead a picture of a handsome man with dark hair and a scowl took its place.

diego didn't have time to take it in before your siblings whipped around at the sound of a new voice speaking.

"dad, who the hell are these assholes?"

you sighed and took your time turning to face them. hauling ass from a literal war in the middle of the segregation era to the 21st century in under ten minutes makes one a little tired. just a little bit.

you weren't sure what you were anticipating when being faced with the strained voice that was barking at your family but it surely wasn't... just some guy.

"ben? is that really you?" luther asked.

you blinked once. twice.

"OH YO?"

you hadn't meant to yell when you pointed at him, snapping your fingers. if anyone asked you'd blame your outburst on your exhaustion and also the fact this guy was supposed to be dead.

you looked to klaus, "that's benny-eny-eny? benny with the-?" you poked your stomach.

your brother nodded to you laughing at your antics. "oh yeah! you never met did you?"

you shook your heard. by the time you discovered that there were others like you and managed to track some of them down the ben from your timeline had been long dead for several years. "shorter than i thought he would be."

you've only ever felt ben's presence after he was deceased. you'd never even seen a picture of the man. you didn't picture him being as angry as the now fuming man across from you. you could practically see the smoke blowing out his ears.

"i am NOT short."

klaus waved him off, ignoring his comment like he growing more agitated by the second, "benny bob," klaus said before waving back to you "y/n/n, our long lost sibling."

the tense silence that followed was unbearable, nearly suffocating all the hargreeves.

except to you. while normally you were great at reading the room but you might have brain damage at the moment. so you, complete oblivious and awkward, raised a hand and waved. "hows it goin?"

you checked out of most of the conversation onward until you caught the eye of the man who you gathered was their number one. he was tall, stupidly muscular, and very hot. marcus, you caught his name, seemed nicer than not-your-brother ben. you sniffed, realising you'd been starring. slightly embarrassed, you nodded to him like you were the only two black folk in a walmart parking lot. which was close enough to your current predicament being most of your combined siblings were light bright and white. he did nod back though, which you took as a good sign.

you scanned the rest of the sparrows, still not paying attention to the conversation, not that you usually did. you'd become somewhat of an expert at tuning out your siblings whenever they spoke.

behind ben you spotted a bored looking girl who looked like she visibly dripped sarcasm. you watched her spit on diego from across the room; which you found hotter than you'd like to admit, almost jealous as you watched diego wipe the black liquid off his face. you vaguely wondered what else her mouth was capable of before dragging your mind out of the gutter and moving on.

sizing up the very tall, very much melting? man next to her, you decided some questions were better left unasked.

spotting another person behind their number one you nodded again, wanting to let them know you weren't on with your hot-headed siblings antics. receiving no except an eyebrow raise, you almost huffed before squinting.

oh wait shit, they're blind.

you winced, feeling like a dickhead. yeah, you definitely had brain damage.

you took in the last woman that you honestly didn't wanna deal with. she looked like every annoyingly perky and optimistic white woman you've ever met. maybe a little dumber. actually, you thought, she vaguely reminded you of a female luther. the thought was what made you realise the doe eyes she was throwing in said brothers direction and you groaned.

your eyes flicked up above her head to the silver, levitating cube thing that was apparently their sibling. you were too tired to do the math on how it was a human. it's poor mom pushing out all those corners and 90° angles. you did wonder though- what were the odds. couldn't hurt right?

you nodded again. your eyes widened as the box tilted down and back in what you assumed was the cubic equivalent of a nod.

huh.

you heard a smack and tore your eyes from the shiny entity to see klaus flying over the table and falling back onto the couch.

"hey! you really didn't have to do that!"

"yeah, i really did!"

you covered your mouth but it was too late as you snorted before you could stop yourself. allison smacked your arm when viktor turned to you wide eyed. you turned away from them, trying to stifle your laugh and allison shoved you. "mans flew like a ragdoll-" you said snickering into your palm.

"feeling the love dear sister" klaus spoke up from the couch.

"sorry."

"no you're not,"

"im really not," you giggled, apparently the only one finding humour in all this.

after that, faster than you could register, every sibling started fighting; most of them pairing off, heading out around the house to settle their beef.

the girl with the long dark hair stepped toward you menacingly, which under any other circumstance you would've found incredibly sexy - and to be honest, you did feel your cheeks heat up at the sight - but you knew she was definitely about to beat your ass.

"aht aht! hold on now, i don't wanna fight you!"

"aww," she fake pouted "did you wanna be best friends?" she asked sarcastically.

god why was women bullying you so hot? you made a mental note to find a therapist in the current timeline after this.

"no, the fuck? we just fought a literal war with like a million furries with guns." she furrowed her eyebrows at you, very confused. you shrugged, "plus, i just got my hair done."

she scoffed before stalking towards you again.

okay clearly the other two, potentially three including the cube, black folk in this house didn't fill their siblings in on exactly how important your hair was to yall but that was a conversation for another time. you were not about to go get your tracks yanked like this; at least not outside of the bedroom.

you sent up a prayer for allison's wig.

you ran backwards, dodging and side stepping around the living room, making sure to keep pillars and furniture between you two. you grabbed a picture off of the mantle - ironically of her - to block the weird sticky, black, venom this woman kept hurling at you.

"dude c'mon!" all you wanted was a shower, a good meal, and a nap. "i'm a pacifist! i don't even know how to fight!" a lie. while you did hate fighting you could definitely handle yourself. you're just too lazy to do so.

"sounds like a you problem."

you threw the picture at her which caught easily. it bought you enough time to leap across the overturned couch and sprint through hallway out the door.

did you feel bad leaving your siblings to fight your alternative universe evil kind of dopplegangers?

nah.

you jogged a few blocks before slowing to an exhausted walk. milling about you spotted a few food trucks in the distance.

your siblings all in various states of injury, found you several minutes later, sitting cross legged on a bench finishing the last of your burrito bowl.

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Sometimes Klaus says stuff and he gets a snarky response from Ben. At times like these, he forgets his Ben is gone and turns, expecting to see a cheeky shit eating grin from his favourite brother, only to see a mean sneer from the doppelganger wearing his best friend's face.

Over time, Ben notices that everytime Klaus turns excitedly with a smile, only to have his face fall like someone murdered his puppy. He pretends not to have a heart but those sad looks slowly chip away at his armor. Eventually his responses go from biting and hurtful to teasing and Klaus start smiling. His smiles are still a little sad, because he misses his Ben but new Ben is slowly making his own little spot in Klaus' heart.

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lanawinterscigarettes · 1 year

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Ooh hcs for a jealous and possessive Five

This turned more into headcanons for an overly protective Five than anything else, so I'm sorry about that 😅

Five Hargreeves when he's jealous

Warnings: slightly insecure Five, over protectiveness, jealousy/possessiveness, swearing, slight nsfw near the end

Five can get over protective fairly easy, and more often than he'd like to admit

It's not that he doesn't trust you, per say; he's just so used to the painful feeling of having someone he loves ripped away from him that he kind of expects it to happen again with you

However, he's not one to be overly sentimental unless he's drunk so he typically masks these deeper feelings and emotions with being overly jealous and pretty possessive as well

He won't deliberately talk shit about someone (not to their face, at least) or try to mess with one of your friendships on purpose, but he does want to have at least a brief run down on who you're hanging out with

He worries a lot more than he should, especially after what happened with Leonard/Harold. He would never want you to be hurt or betrayed by someone who you trusted and thought cared about you

He just really loves you and wants to keep you safe, always </3

A lot of the time his over protectiveness can come off as jealousy and being possessive over you, and while that is sometimes the case you know he just does it because he cares

When he's truly possessive over you/jealous of someone, it definitely shows

An arm on the small of your back or around your waist, biting passive aggressive comments, an intentionally mean glint in his eyes- these are all things he does in order to let the other person know you're his and he's yours, and they'd better back off if they know what's good for them

Five doesn't feel the need to do those things unless either a) you're uncomfortable by someone's advances or b) whoever's hitting on you just can't take a fucking hint and respectfully decide to leave you alone

If you're flirting with someone on purpose in order to get his attention, he'll have a much different approach

Like I said before, he trusts you, and knows you'd never let it get too far, so it's pretty easy for him to tell when you're just trying to tick him off

He'll let it go on for a little while, watching from a distance, then finally intervene when he can't take your teasing any longer

Once he's whisked you away to a more private area, he has no problem showing you just who you belong to

Expect several bite and scratch marks, hickeys, and bruises on at least you (although he'd certainly appreciate it if you shared his sentiment and left some on him as well)

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don't let them see you cry chapter one, puppeteer of peace — the handler—the very reason for your personal slice of hell. haunting your every move... in your sleep, during the slow hours of the day. the swedish brothers—should have been strangers who show up and show you that you are more than what she told you. you are more than your mind allows you to believe. and you—the very person who will end the misery that plagues your mind. word count: 2.1k words tw: bad mothers, anxious!reader, fem!reader, self-doubt, reader has a job as a babysitter for a minute a/n: i love the swedes so much. and i absolutely adore the fanfiction that's already out there, so i wanted to make one of my own. i hope it's as enjoyable to read as it has been to write it!! also, the swedes don't really make an appearance in this part, but i promise they will. i've just needed to set up the reader's background a little!

An eerie quiet blanketed your childhood living room. Anxiety prickled at the back of your neck, discomfort electric through the air, threatening to suffocate you where you stood. You hadn’t felt this way in ages. Your childhood home, the one before your mother found you, was long gone—what was this? A macabre recreation of it—things were out of place, creating a sense of distress, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on what exactly was wrong with it.

She stood there, glowering down at you beneath her mascara-clad eyelashes. Her makeup was as perfect as ever—not a hair out of place on her head.

She was everything you would never be.

And she made sure you remembered that even though time has separated you plenty.

Her hands were soft as they caressed your cheek, her thumb gently brushing against your cheekbone. As she began to smile at you, her grip on your face became tighter by the minute.

You winced but said nothing, knowing that it would only prove futile. Nothing else mattered than what she did at that very moment. She cared little for what you had to say—what you truly felt.

If you said something against her actions, it would only be worse for you. It was better left alone.

Even in this moment of uncertainty, you knew she only cared for herself.

You couldn’t help but wish it wasn’t like that. You wished you still had your mother—you wished she had never changed. Sweet nothings, gentle hugs—the grip on your face would be a gentle kiss or a pat on the cheek as she told you how well you had done. But time was fleeting, and the niceties she gave you only lasted so long.

For Lila, however, it was different. She loved her more than she could ever love you—and who wouldn’t? Lila was everything you weren’t. Powerful, beautiful, the spitting image of her mother’s endeavors.

Your mother didn’t even need to ask to know what you were thinking about. She smirked, her grip lessening but only enough to give her aching hand a break.

“You’ll never be her, you hear me?”

You gave a small nod, wincing.

She smirked softly, tilting her head as she watched you. “Lila’s so much better than you ever will be. I am so much better than you ever will be. You’ll be nothing. You are nothing.”

A part of you wished your mother would have died long ago. You knew how time worked—how many twists and turns it took to get where you needed to go. You knew how your mother could manipulate time at the touch of a button—at the snap of a suitcase. Why couldn’t something long ago have taken her away from the world? Was that too much to ask for?

Apparently, it was. But there was another half that wanted your mother’s love. And a part of you wished Lila was gone, so you could have your mother’s full, undivided attention.

But you received what Lila didn’t get. All the hatred. The abuse. And maybe that would be worth it, one day, knowing that you protected Lila from your mother’s wrath. Maybe one day, Lila would come to you, telling you how much she appreciated your efforts, even though you never outright chose to do so.

Your mother spent most of your life picking and choosing what she wanted out of you—what she wanted out of your sister. Neither of you had any say in anything. You didn’t ask for praise or for abuse. Your mother chose that for you.

You knew your mother hated you. And she made sure that was drilled into the depths of your soul, eating you alive at any given moment.

She gently slapped your cheek, your face red with nail marks from where she had held onto you.

Her smile bared her white teeth, sharp and glinting in the light that came from overhead.

“You will do well to listen to me.” She spoke with an authority that was hard to miss.

“Yes, mother,” you said, averting your gaze.

She tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, before grabbing a fistful of it, forcing your head back so you would look at her.

“What was that?”

You swallowed thickly, squeezing your eyes shut. “Yes, Handler.”

“Very good.”

You didn’t need to open your eyes to hear that smirk dripping from her words. To see that cruelly mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Now go to your room. You’ve done enough damage for the night. And don’t come out until I tell you,” she said, turning away from you. She picked up her glass of red wine, sighing softly. “Lila,” she called after her eldest daughter. “I need to speak with you as well. Nothing is wrong, though, you’re not in trouble, dear.”

Your heart pounded in your chest as you took a step back, pulling away from your mother. You passed by Lila, who stood in the hallway with a solemn expression. It wasn’t her fault. Hell, as long as she was treated with some kind of dignity by your shared mother, maybe it would someday be all worth it. That’s what you were trying to tell yourself, anyway.

But until then, you escaped to your room, the same place you so often found refuge in. This wasn’t your childhood bedroom—no, this was your bedroom now. The one in Dallas, fit with mismatched furniture and a quilt that had to have been as old as you.

But you no longer felt safe—this room sent you into a downward spiral as you fell to your knees by your bed, tears beading in your eyes.

No longer did you feel as though your heart was in it—in this room that you loved. In this room that you were made to reside in.

Your heart had shattered into a million pieces, and although it had been some time since it had broke, it still hurt just as badly.

Your mother, the culprit, the Handler of the Commission, was the reason.

And it seemed as if she’d never stop until she had your life in her hands.

Fortunately for her, she already did.

You were her marionette—strings attached to your limbs, barely hanging on, as she swung you around like a rag doll. If you looked just beyond the edge of the stage, one missed step would send you spiraling into a big black hole of nothingness.

Your mother cared little for your chipping paint or the strings that were slowly fraying. She’d find another way to control you, without the strings—she’d find another way to keep you under her finger.

And when she finally decided she was done with you, she’d kick your legs out from under you, sending you tumbling over the edge of the stage—and that would be the end of you. Of everything you were, and everything she had made you out to be.

You woke with a start, sheets tangled between your legs. Heart pounding, sweat seeping through your nightclothes.

She was there, even in your dreams. You thought you had gotten past that.

You slowly sat up, a groan escaping you. Discomfort riddled your body. Running a hand through your tangled hair, you frowned to yourself.

You couldn’t escape her, even in the very place she sent you away to.

Exhaustion settled deep within your bones. If you weren’t careful, dark circles would show eventually. You didn’t need to give the gossiping housewives something else to talk about. You slowly forced yourself out of your bed, struggling to untangle yourself. The quilt on your bed felt heavier than it usually did, arms trembling as you pushed it off of yourself.

A soft meow came from just beneath the bed, an orange ball of fur darting out from under and through your bedroom door.

You softly sighed, grabbing a dress to start your day. Maybe you’d take a shower first—you’d decide once you went to the bathroom.

The clock just above your dresser read 7 AM. Your nightmares (memories?) had been waking you earlier and earlier, each a reminder of your mother—haunting you to your very core.

It was unfortunately about to be a very long day—one you weren’t looking forward to, either.

Instead of showering as you had told yourself you would do, you pulled on your dress and tossed up your hair. You couldn't care less. If you needed to go out later, you'd change or fix your hair. Not like you needed to, though. No one ever really paid you half a mind.

The bathroom was cold like it always was during the early mornings. Autumn would be here soon, and it signified that you have spent your third year in the middle of Dallas, Texas, far away from everything you knew. Far away from time, from the backrooms of the Commission.

You looked up at yourself in your mirror, a deep frown set against your features. You couldn't remember a time when you had genuinely smiled—you'd end up with frown lines if you weren't careful (something your mother often warned scolded you about).

You scoffed at yourself in the mirror, leaving the bathroom after taking only a second more to look at yourself, making sure you did actually look decent. You never knew what could happen. You grabbed your favorite cardigan from your dresser and slipped it on, a yawn escaping you.

With a huff, you began to trudge to your kitchen. You knew exactly what you needed—a giant mug of coffee.

You had prepared your coffee the night before—all you needed to do now was press the on button and wait for the coffee pot to fill up. You pulled open a cabinet and grabbed your mug, quietly looking out the window.

Breakfast was the last thing on your mind. After that fiasco as you slept, you weren't sure if you'd feel like eating any time soon.

You’d eat later, you assured yourself, sitting down with a cup of coffee at your dining room table. You rubbed the back of your neck, fading scars just underneath your fingertips.

The same orange ball of fur that darted out from under your bed rubbed against your leg.

You looked down, reaching down to pick your baby up. “Hey, pretty girl,” you said. The kitten meowed. Her brother, Peanut, was nowhere to be seen. “How’s my Ginger?”

She gently nudged against your hand, meowing out. She was hungry—you knew your other cats would be, too. Peanut, who would come running out at the sound of food clinking against glass bowls, would most likely be hiding in the living room, away from your three adult cats who had still yet to get used to the two little ones.

The little girl you babysat during the week, Darla, would be coming by in the afternoon, begging you to see the kitties—she had lovingly named them after all, her mother apologizing profusely at her daughter’s provocation. But, in a way, the child was endearing. And in a way, she reminded you of yourself, but with a loving mother and a doting father in the mix as well. A child not set up for failure, but for potential success—one that wouldn’t find the commission deep within their back pocket. A child who would live a normal, healthy life with love and happiness.

You could offer that to your cats. But for yourself? That life was out of the picture. You’d only ever have something like that if the sky fell before your feet, shooting stars littering the ground around you. But maybe then people would just call you crazy like they did in that children’s movie. Your mother hated that movie—said it would put bad ideas into your brain.

Maybe she was right.

Your dream—your memories proved her to be right.

You sighed softly and sat your cat back down, picking up your hot mug. Your coffee was made just the way you liked it. Your mother often made things for you, keeping it the way she liked it and no other way. Black, no sugar. Your food was always something she wanted—if you didn’t like it? Too bad. You were eating it regardless.

You sipped at your coffee, looking out your kitchen window that led out to the garden.

Your thoughts ran a mile a minute, fueled by the caffeine and your anxiety. Your mind was prepared to badger you the rest of the morning, never once giving you a moment of peace. You didn't deserve that. Why would you deserve peace?

Your fingers tapped against the dining table, your mind losing itself yet again to the senseless commotion that always seemed to stick around.

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Masterlist 2.0

Klaus, cut the bullshit (tua) (closed)

Sandman (closed)

House of the dragon (closed)

Stranger things (closed)

Marvel:

Werewolf by night (closed)

Druig (eternals) 1 2 3

Disastrous life of saiki k

Saiki kusuo 1 2 3 4 5

Is this stalking? Potentially/hypothetically from a certain standpoint, yes. Yet it is. (Requested)

The legend of vox machina (closed)

Percival de rolo 1 2 3 4

Vox machina 1 2 3 4 5

Deadweight

Deadweight pt 2

Deadweight pt3

Deadweight pt4

Deadweight pt5

Deadweight pt6

Deadweight pt7

Deadweight pt 8

Comfort after disaster

How vox machina dealt with reader coming back from the dead (revival) (requested)

Prompt 29: actions that make them happy (requested)

Vax’ildan

Vax’s gn s/o takes a bit for him and Pike heals them (requested) (tw; blood, gore, Achilles heel slashing, throat slitting, a whole ass gash taking up reader’s torso.)

Jjba

Anasui

Weather report

Castlevania (closed)

Alucard tepes 1 2

Dracula 1 2 3

Trevor Belmont 1 2

Wednesday (closed.)

Wednesday Addams 1

Like a date date? (Requested)

Make a move (requested)

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Change of heart (requested)

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A nightshade always protects (requested)

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Name a star after me

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