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i love how astrid and musical! lydia kinda reflect each other in ways

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Museums and Madmen

Five Hargreeves X reader

Synopsis: Five thought you finally deserved a proper date after the years you spent together, but he gets some visitors

WARNINGS: descriptions of blood and violence, not at all proofread, (please lmk if i missed anything!!)

Five’s hand is clasped around yours as he pulls you into the abandoned museum. You’ve never seen him this excited to show you something since he found a snapdragon growing near the lake by your house. The small corridor expands into a huge cathedral, beautiful paintings adorning the ceiling, light spilling through the windows, perfectly illuminating the room in a golden hour light. Five breaks away from you to start rummaging through his bag, muttering to himself about the contents. 

You take yourself around the room, scanning through every detail of the ceiling. “What are we doing here?” you ask.

Five breaks his concentration on the bag, taking your hand again. “Thought you deserved a proper date. Figured with your love of all things history, this would be the perfect retreat.” He gestures around the two of you. 

“Such a romantic,” you note the light seeping in through the window that hits his shoulder, an idea popping up quickly. You push him back gently, positioning him just right so the light illuminates the chestnut brown of his eyes. “You’ve got the prettiest eyes,” you gawk, just above a whisper. 

He smiles warmly at you and his hands find home on your waist. He pulls you into a sweet kiss,  humming with content. Breaking away from the kiss, he brushes a loose strand of hair out of your eyes. “It took awhile for me to find this, so you better eat up every minute of it,” he pulls away from you, leading you down another corridor. 

“Roger that, Captain Five,” you give him a salute and follow his lead. 

The two of you make your way through what seems like the endless museum, taking your time to admire every single exhibit and art piece. As you’re both debating the translation of an ancient tablet, Five looks over your shoulder. 

“Shit,” he mutters under his breath, breaking your focus on the tablet. 

“What’s wrong?” you move to look towards his gaze, but he stops you, pulling you down to duck behind the nearest pillar. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle this. Just…” he trails off, finding the right words, “Close your eyes for me?”

You do, a cold gust of air enveloping you. You open them after a moment, Five nowhere to be found. You go to look over the edge, a splatter of blood and what you can only guess is an arm flies past before you can. A guttural scream escapes your throat, hands clasping over your mouth. Footsteps approach, and you scuffle away in fear, your back hitting the side of a table. 

Five appears to be the owner of the steps, appearing from behind the pillar. He scans over the room, eyes quickly finding you. His stern and focused face melting into worry and concern for you. “Are you okay?” he falls to his knees, hands gentle as he places them on your cheeks. His eyes meet yours, and his heart nearly shatters at the fear he sees. “I’m so sorry,” he pulls you into a tight hug, “I never wanted you to see this.”

You don’t even notice you’re crying until you feel the hot tears spill down your cheeks. You throw your arms around him, clinging to him like he’s the only lifeline you’ve got. He’s rocking you softly, running a comforting hand up and down your back. 

“Find him!” is what breaks the two of you apart, Five immediately returning to focus mode. 

“Trust me?” he asks, offering his hand. You take it with a nod, a flash of blue and the same cold air from earlier surrounding you.

And you’re suddenly on the opposite side of the room, tucked behind the curtains of a display case. You can’t even bring yourself to question how he pulled that magic trick, more focused on the mess of blood and violence on the other side of the curtains that surround the two of you. You find a small bit of solace in the corner, hands wrapping around your torso as an attempt to ground yourself. Five tells you to stay put and you listen without arguing.

He slips out of the case in perfect silence, like he’s done this before. You watch him through the gaps in the curtains. He’s fighting two fully armored men with their own weapons. Five grab’s the collar of the man on his left, throwing his head into his knee. The man falls backwards and Five goes for the man on his right, interjecting the barrel of his gun and lodging a small blade into the side of his neck. He blinks, appearing next to the wall of weapons behind him.

There's a special little twinkle in Five's eyes as he’s tearing the nearest sword off the wall. He’s lunging at his next attacker, the blade of the sword slashing across his throat. He goes limp immediately, collapsing in a pool of his own throat blood. You continue to watch the bloodbath go on until every man is down except for Five, nearly unscathed, save for a few wounds that’ll surely heal within a week.

He takes only a moment to breathe before going to you. He tosses the curtains aside and runs to you. “Did they get you? Are you hurt? I’m so sorry sweetheart.” He starts to ramble, adrenaline rushing through his veins at the thought you could even have a scratch. 

“Five!” you stop him in his panic, bringing him back to reality…at least you hope. “Please tell me who all of those guys were.”

He sighs, the one thing about him he never wanted you to have to deal with is now unraveling in front of you both. He grips the hair at his temples, an angry cry escaping with it. He curses under his breath, hands balling into fists and unballing again and again. After a few moments, he regains his composure, looking into your eyes with a level of desperation you’ve never seen. “Don’t be mad at me?”

You shake your head, a small smile creeping upon your cheeks even through the chaos surrounding you. Ignoring the blood he’s painted in, you place a gentle hand on his cheek, to which he nearly dropped the entire weight of his head into. “I could never.” 

So, he starts his story, from his siblings, his powers, the men from the commission chasing him, and finally, how he ended up here, with you. “I tried to get us out before the end…but something went wrong and I can’t find my way home. But, I met you after years of trying to get back. So I figured I’d just…start over. You took me in, and you saw through all my stubbornness, and made me feel like I didn’t have to waste my life fighting a losing battle. I could just be here…with you.” By the end, he’s crying, another thing you’d never seen before today and with his serious demeanor you’ve grown to love, you’re sure most people haven’t seen it either. 

Your thumb runs over his cheek. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. You have been the best thing I’ve ever experienced. In every timeline.”

You gawk at his sweet words, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “I love you,” you tell him softly, kissing him once again.

He breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. “Now, can we finish our date? I still have a lovely picnic waiting for us in the butterfly garden.” 

“Lead the way.”

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can you tag me when the five x reader is released pls?? no rush!! i'm just on a flight and thus, Not able to really check tumblr vv soon

of course i can!!

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NO PLASTIC! OR PAPER! CAN TAKE HER OR MAKE HER! SHAKE FROM THE FACT SHES MY WORLD DEVASTATOR!!

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FIVE X READERRR so excited i saw screenshots of him in the last season and it reawoken my love for x readers

LMAOOOO i watched the last season a few days ago and I was like “oooo okay wait” so i started writing lmao. The fic is almost done!!

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HEEEY REMEMBER ME?? YEAH!! IM SO SORRY I DISAPPEAR ALL THE TIME BUT

Jamie Tartt soulmate AU is ALMOST DONE!!

AND

Five Hargreeves x Reader is COMING SOOn!!

AND requests for the umbrella academy are opeeeeen

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is now an appropriate time to tell yall that I was in Mean Girls (2024)?

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also have the tumblr paws i took through inspect element for all ur silly purposes

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*explodes*

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No but I love this scene so much because him saying "Is that who I am now?" Means his sexuality changes from regeneration to regeneration, therefore. Making. Every. Single. Headcanon. CANON

Ace, Aro, Bi, Pan, Lesbian, Gay. Anything we might have thought about the Doctor can now be true. *Cue Neil and Terry's Good Omens "they are ethereal, not humans" gender and sexuality fluidity, * and Doctor Who did the same thing. Crystal clear. Effortlessly.

They managed to make every headcanon fucking canon. Bravo Doctor Who team. Bravo.

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#This hit me like a brick

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It’s not just Rose. It’s nine million people.

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how i feel about fanservice when i’m the fan being serviced: