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HIGHWAY TO HELL: WE ONLY SEE EACH OTHER AT WEDDINGS AND FUNERALS * ੈ✩‧₊˚ * ੈ✩‧₊˚ * ੈ✩‧₊˚

NOTES: AU, ORGINAL CHARACTERS, RUTH PIRCE IS MY FAVORITE, RUTH IS THE ‘MAIN CHARACTER’, GLIDED ACADEMY, FOLLOWS UMBRELLA ACADEMY PLOT BUT WITH LORE CHANGES, THERE IS ANOTHER ACADEMY, GLIDED ACADEMY IS OLDER THEN UMBRELLA ACADEMY, NOBODY KNEW OR KNOWS OF THE GLIDED ACADEMY UNTIL NOW, MENTIONS TOWARDS ACHOL PROBLEMS AND DRUGS, MENTAL HEALTH, ROM-COMEDY, MAINLY INTRODUCTION CHAPTER, RUTH DOESN’T MET ANY OF THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY, SHE BUMPS INTO KLAUS AND FIVE THOUGH, FAMILY DYNAMICS, LEWD JOKES, RUTH HAS AUTISM, CANNON DIVERGENCE, RUTH DOESN’T UNDERSTAND EMOTIONS BUT TRIES TO, SHE HAS OCD, MENTIONS TOWARDS A MELTDOWN.

“On october 1st, 1984, 43 woman simotensely gave birth.”

A woman with tan skin and brown hair sat small table and desk. She was sewing a piece of clothing along with probably over twenty woman. It was a hot summer afternoon and the air- conditainers didn’t help much. Suddenly, she felt a feeling simaliar to be bloated. She droped her needle and thred in shock as a agonizing pain filled her lower stomach. She gasped and breathed in and out heavily, scared by the pain and feeling. Her shaking hands fumbled with the needle and thred that was still connected to the piece of fabric.

But she immeditally dropped it again and collapsed onto the table as she felt as if she was going to explode. The pain was agonzing.

She let out a pained scream, attracting attention from all the other workers in the room. Multiple screams rang out as blood soaked her lower region and ruined her dress.

“This was odd only in the fact that none of the woman were found pregant when the day first began.”

Huddled around the brown haired woman, were all the other workers. One of the woman’s co-workers held her hand tightly as the woman laid down and screamed in agony. She was in labor.

“¡Empuje una, dos, tres! (push on one, two, three!)”

The woman screamed in agnoy before a small baby, bloody and warm moved out of her lower region. Blood was on her dress and every where. The woman’s boss immeditally picked the child off of the blanket it laid on as it cried. Another woman wrapped a craddle blanket around it as chuckles and laughs of relief sounded.

“mira, amira, es tu bebe hermoso, es una niña..(look, amira, it’s your beautifuil baby, it’s a girl.)..”

The woman who was out of breath frantically but gently held her newborn baby to her chest. Woman smiled at her in relief and comfort. But something was still wrong..untheless, the brown haired woman who was covered in sweat and blood kissed the top of her newborn babies head, making it stop crying as she sighed.

“Sir Reginalnd Hagreeves, eccentric billonaire and adventurer made it his personal mission to find and adopt as many as these children as possible.”

Whispers greeeted the mother’s ears as a male approached her. He had on a eccentric and expensive looking outfit. He was wearing a suit and a moncle. He pushed past the workers and looked at the woman who had just given birth.

Awe and something akin to curiousty greeted his eyes as he looked at the child craddled in her mother’s arms. He reached out and pulled down the blanket that was holding the baby to get a better look at it. Bright, and big amber brown eyes greeted him and blinked slowly.

The man simply hummed in satisfication before quickly looking at the sweaty woman.

“How much do you want for it? Come on, cuanto quieres por eso??”

The woman around the room stared at him in disblief and utter shock as the brown haired woman looked at him. She glanced at her child before back to the male in hesitant manner..

“He got fifteen of them.”

A girl with messy black hair laughs and waves goodbye to a group of her friends. She sighs and stuffs her hands in her black coat pockets as she walks down the side-walk. Her bright, almost neon green eyes attract the attention of people walking past her.

Number one: Celeste Pirce

Another girl but with messy white hair in a low ponytail stumbles out of a girl’s room. She is only wearing a loose white shirt and no pants, her..underwear is visible as the shirt hugs her stomach. She grunts before yelping when the woman who she was pushed by grabs her and kisses her agressivly, making her grab her face as they stumble onto the couch.

Number three: Astro Pirce

A blonde, huddled figure sighs and taps aganist the window of a fish tank. The fish move away from her finger but when she stops, they come closer. Her vibrant blue eyes are the same color of the murky, probably poluted water they live in.

“Miss?” A worker comes up from behind the figure and she flinches before whiping towards the figure.

“You have to leave..we’re closing soon..” The worker eyes her weridly and the blonde only nods shyly, clutching her bag closer to her and walking out of the pet store quickly.

Number four: Violet Pirce

A girl, also walking through a alleyway sighed and rubbed her temple. She had a ciggarete in her hand but the voices in her ear just wouldn’t stop talking. Her teeth clentched in annyoance and she stopped in her tracks before whipping towards where the speaker was.

It was a shadow figure, just a black figure. It didn’t have any identifiable features, but she scowled and poked it’s chest. But to anyone else, it would look like she was totally insane.

“Can you shut the fuck up for five fucking seconds?! I can do whatever I want, Talman. Your not the fucking boss of me.” She hissed at the figure before sighing and shaking her head while contuining to walk and smoke.

Number five: Hiraeith Pirce

A delicate girl with light messy pink hair scowled and punched a guy in the nose. A outrage rang out from the bar of people who were watching the fight go down. The guy stummbled back and clutched his nose, unstable because of the blow and achol. The short girl stalked up to him and grabbed his collar in a harsh way.

“If I wanted to use my ability aganist a sicko’ like you, I would’ve already done it. Try and touch me again and I’ll fucking castrate you.” She threatened before spitting on his shoe and walking out of the bar.

She walked down the path before running a hand through her hair. Men nowadays.

Number six: Chiyo Pirce

A horrifying and hypervenaliating figure stummbled out of the bathroom. She clutched her chest as it felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her ratted white hair with what looked like blood on it drifted over her right eye but her wide and constricted green eye on the left side was wild.

She whimpered before stummbling back in the bathroom. She opened a cabniet frantically and searched over labels, whimpering again when some bottles of pills spilled out on the floor. She found a strong medication and took four pills out and dry swallowed them.

The figure immeditally tried to calm down by slumping down on their bathroom wall. The effects of the medication made them tired and everything spin. They whimpered as it kicked in before sliding down the wall.

Number seven: Noel Pirce

And finally, a girl with long brown blown out hair sighed at the sight infront of her. A dead body of a male infront of her as it looked like it had been totured. It looked like it had almost been burned alive and a knife stuck out from his chest along with multiple bullet wounds.

The dark eyed woman only clicked her tongue as she messed with a grenade in her hand, looking at the male. There was blood splattered on her dress and face. She only shook her head before walking into her kitchen and grabbing a chilled bottle of wine.

Before she opened it though, she licked the blood off her fingers.

Number eight: Carmen Pirce

And of course, the girl we are following now. A girl with messy and short dark pink hair stumbled into Griddy’s. She had wild and slightly unstable amber eyes. They flicked around before she cleared her throat and noticed it was pretty empty.

It was the dusk time of day after all. As for clothes, she was wearing rather odd clothes. She had what seemed to be a uniform on. Like she had just came from school, which would fit in with her teenage apperance. She was rather short and only strolled up to the bar before sitting down.

No one was there to serve her yet and she didn’t mind. She had on a red blazer that hugged her hips and was button in the middle. But underneath there was a white button up shirt with a red and gold tie tucked in. On the top right corner of her blazer, she had a shield emblem with the words ‘glided academy’ stitched underneath it.

She also had on a mid-length red skirt on that hugged her waist. To finish off her apperance, she had white shoes and black mary jane shoes. To be honest, she looked like a school girl. But there was one strange detail..

There was blood splattered on her cheek and collar.

She only sighed and rang the bell, perking up when a old looking woman came to the girl. She had a pink uniform on and blonde hair that was up in a bun. She seemed sweet.

“Oh, hello..what can I get for you..?” She seemed awfully surprised to see a teenager at these hours but offered a sweet smile nontheless.

Ruth only flashed a saradonic grin before looking down and answering.

“A black coffee, cream and two sugars please.” She responded, making the poor waitress even more confused.

Agnes seemed to be in surprise, but wrote down the order in her small notebook anyways. Then she looked back at the girl with furrowed eyebrows.

“Okay..do you want something to eat?” She asked and Ruth simply shook her head.

“No thank you..” She said, dissmissing the pink uniformed woman as she walked away quickly and made the coffee.

In less then a minute, a cup of hot coffee was slid infront of her. The pink haired girl only dug into her pocket and accidentally pulled out a wad of cash. This made Agnes’s eyes widen but she didn’t say anything else.

The teenager grumbled under her breath before giving the other a five dollar bill and telling her to keep the change. She brang the warm cup of coffee close to her before taking a drag of it. She closed her eyes as she felt the caffiene hit her, but of course, it only helped her exhaustion from the day.

But Ruth did perk up something that had started playing on the small TV in the resturant. And she felt her mouth drop slightly in shock.

It was a old looking fancy rich man. His moncle hanged from his eye and he had a placid and blank expression on his face.

“Eccentric Billionare and founder of the Umbrella Academy Reginald Hagreeves dead at 63.”

“Holy shit..” Was the only thing the previously tired girl was able to let out as she stared at the TV in shock.

The teenage looking girl cursed under her breath as she looked at the walls of her academy again. She was apprently the last to arrive. But it wasn’t like their ‘fathers’ ashes was there, no. It was just a family gathering to talk about how much of a shit bag he was.

It was mainly just to see her beloved sisters and siblings again. She wondered if they had aged well, she hadn’t aged due to..events. You see, Ruth Pirce was mentally 34, but her body was stuck in it’s sixteen phase. At least it was currently.

She was still wearing her red academy uniform as it looked somewhat nice. On a daily baises she had multiple people ask what academy she went to, and she always ignored them.

“Oh my god, Ruth!” As soon as the short haired girl opened the academies doors, she was greeted by someone squeezing her like a doll.

She grunted at the force of it before huffing and slouching slightly when the person let go of her and dropped it. She blinked before looking at the person.

It was a somehow still youthful looking woman, although she was clearly past her highschool years unlike the shorter. She had pale, clear skin and slanted warmish brown eyes. She was koeran and had white, damp looking hair that was tugged into a low, loose ponytail with a yellow srunchie.

She was much more taller then her sister, standing at about 5’8. She had a wide smile on her face, it was good to see she was happy about seeing Ruth again.

“It’s been so long! And..you haven’t growen a inch..” She sighed before taking a step back and looking at Ruth.

The physically younger girl only scowled at her ‘older sister’.

“Yeah well..just because the old man finally kicked it doesn’t mean that I’m going to look like the rest of you. You know what he did, Astro.” She bitterly replied before leering at the other.

It was only now she got a better look at the girl’s outfit. She had a white, tight fitting crop top on. She also had a gold heart necklace hanging from it. Covering her stomach was a borderline mini-skirt, brown and plaid. It barely covered her higher thighs.

They finally had on white ruffled socks and flat mary janes. Covering her arms and frame was a brownish black leather jacket.

“What’s with the uniform?” Astro decided to brush off their sisters comment and instead poked Ruth’s chest.

Before the amber eyed girl could respond, the sound of someone approaching cut her off. There stood a girl with brown blowen out hair and redish brown eyes. She locked her eyes onto the duo and immeditally let a wide grin spread over her features.

“Oh, Numero’ Tres’ and Dos’! It’s so good to see you again!” She approached and drew Ruth into a hug.

She saw the white-haired girl cringe and mouth something at her, but she couldn’t figure it out.

“Hey, Carmen.” Was all the short haired girl had to say.

“You finished with your murder spree, Carmen?” A more quiet and almost whispery voice asked.

Ruth turned to the voice to see number Five, or Hiraeith Pirce. The brown haired girl scowled slightly and whipped around to voice, seeing her. Astro came closer to the girl in the uniform and leaned down and towards her to whisper.

“You think they still have the feud going on?” She umimpressingly asked.

“Oh absoutetly.” The other replied with no hesitation.

Now taking a look at the other two female’s outfits. Carmen had on skimpy white tank top and with the words ‘rockstars love me’. She also had on a very short, simaliar to Astro’s mini skirt blue plaid skirt on. She had black visor sunglasses ontop of her hair. And what seemed to be a black- leather sports jacket on. She finally had on black and white chunky shoes.

“She looks..hot.” Astro said, yet again whispering to the pink haired sister.

The brownish amber eyed female shot her a glare. You see, the white-nette always adimired Carmen. They both had simaliar dress senses and were close. Unlike Hiraeith and Carmen who really didn’t look each other.

Speaking of Hiraeith, she had a plain black dress on. The sleeves were long but torn slightly and the end off the dress was also scratched up. But it looked like it was desgined that way. She had messy short, black hair and vibarant blueish eyes with a hint of indigo and purple. She was Koeran with hints towards a Italian and hispanic background, but it was more obvious she was Koeran.

“Good to see nothing has changed with you, Hira’.” The taller woman only flashed a irrated smile before walking off.

“Yikes.” Both Astro and the shorter cringed before Hiraeith turned towards them.

“Looking as mysertious as ever, Hira’.” The warm eyed girl grinned shittly at the girl in the blacl.

That was the thing about them. They always never knew to take things seriously, but it was almost humorous in a way. What was confusing the short-haired girl was that her and Astro weren’t close..why did they keep hanging around her?

“You do relize this is suposed to be a funeral party, don’t you?” She raised a eyebrow at Ruth and Astro’s clothes:

“Yeah..well believe it or not, they don’t really have any good clothes for thirty four year olds trapped in sixteen year old bodies.” Ruth decided to speak up before crossing her arms over her chest.

While the ghost speaker and taller girl conversed, the highschool looking girl slinked off. She didn’t know if any if any of her other sisters or siblings were here. She walked up the staircase and decided to go left at the pathway at the top of the steps.

She entered her bedroom and immeditally walked in slowly. Memories filled her head and she frowned. Her room had books, and..a old violin case on the desk.

She deflated even more when she saw the violin case.

“Number two.” The cold voice of her suposed ‘father’ finally spoke up.

A short girl, with brown hair tied midway with a red silk bow stood infront of him. Her brown bangs slightly shadowed over her face and a netural expression was on her face. Her amber eyes flicked across the male as his cold eyes refused to look at hers.

“What’s this I hear that Number one and you were at..a ‘record’ store instead of practitcing your abilities?”

The girl- no less then ten looked at him with a still netural expression. But if you stared harder, you would notice the faint crease in her eyebrows.

“I would like to learn how to play the violin.” She completly brushed off the male’s question.

He sighed, slumping slightly in his desk as he placed his pen down and rubbed his temple. It was clear she wasn’t going to answer his before question.

“And why is that?” He looked at the girl, hand still resting on his forehead.

Ruth only adjusted her uniforms white collar before looking down for a minute. Why did she have the urge to learn how to play the violin?

“Because it is quite beautfiul. I think I could become quite extordinary at it.” She formally answered, making her ‘father’ sigh again.

Reginald relized that Ruth was the most hard to break. She also had one of the most capable abilties he had seen. She was good at controlling it, but he couldn’t help but wonder if there was more she could do with it.

“Fine. I will have Grace place a order for a violin to be delivered here. Go now.” He finally agreed before making a shoo motion.

The brown haired girl only bowed before leaving. As soon as she exicted the office, five other girls ran up to her. Celeste, Violet, Astro, Chiyo, and Noel.

“So?! Did you talk him into getting the violin?” The girl with braided blonde hair asked, smiling.

Ruth only nodded and the rest of the girls giggled. They always knew Ruth wanted to play the violin, they were happy for her. The amber eyed girl only flashed a smile at them. But her eyes were only focused on the tallest of the five.

Olive tan skin, very pretty face and green eyes. Her black hair was in a pigtail sort of style while her bangs hanged out and pieces fell out infront of her ears.

The other four girls shared a look before saying quick goodbye’s and cheers to the Number Two before leaving. She looked towards them confused before watching as they shoved each other while sparing glances over their shoulders.

“Gotta’ say Ruthie, I’m impressed that you manged to con the old man into getting you a violin.” The green eyed girl finally spoke up, smile on her face.

“Celeste..” The tan skinned girl breathed, coming closer, tone obviously infaiutated with the girl.

“What’s with the tone shift, Ruthie?” The taller girl picked up on it and nudged the brown haired one teasingly.

Both of them had the same button up uniform. It was the glided academies uniform after all. It was surprising they ever had one, considering they were hidden.

Of course they knew of the umbrella academy. Ruth’s favorite member was Five, which the rest always juged her. Celeste said it was because the boy was handsome, to which Ruth only slapped her across the face.

“I don’t know, I supose we can play that duet now, can’t we?” The brown eyed female asked, looking at the before glancing away.

“Oh yes! The duet! I almost forgot, but are you sure? I mean- you might need time to learn the violin and everything..” The older girl asked, tilting her head.

The former girl only sighed before shaking her head and coming closer to the black-haired girl.

“Then you can help me learn.” She simply said.

Although, the green eyed girl only seemed more confused. Her eyes flicked across her face as her eyebrows furrowed.

“You want me..to teach you.?” She uncertanily questioned.

“Yeah. Anyways, see you later Cel’.” Ruth bluntly said before nudging past the girl, a little dissapointed.

She ment, that was obviously flirting right? Why was Celeste so god damn dense?

“Ruth? Where are you going?” Astro asked the girl who was by the door and getting ready to leave.

“It’s because her little girlfriend isn’t here.” A new voice piped up behind the white-haired girl.

A girl with soft and light pink hair smiled widely. She had greyish blue eyes and doll like features. Hell, if you put angel wings on her you could’ve thought they fit her perfectly. This was Chiyo Pirce.

She was wearing a white floral dress with rose and red flower designs on it. It showed her collarbones a little but had ruffles right below the collar bones to show where the dress started.

“Shut up.” Ruth only glared at the girl before turning towards the door.

“Did you really expect Celeste to show up? Come on, Ruth. Your suposed to be the logical one out of us.” The other female deicded to contuine.

“Yeah? And who made that the law?” The dark pink haired girl scowled and whipped around.

Astro only shoved herself inbetween the two girls. Chiyo had a slightly frustrated and slightly hurt expression on, her eyes flicking into Ruth’s. While Ruth clearly wasn’t having it, a deep scowl on her face as she glared at the girl in annoyance.

Astro only sighed when the tan skinned female shook her head before exiting. Chiyo also frowned but then turned to Astro as the two started conversing.

“Fucking hell..” Ruth huffed as she opened the large red gate that was infront of the large building.

Their academy was right outside of new york. Kind of odd how no one questioned a giant mansion.

She only sighed again before hoping into the red dodge charger. A nice car, it looked cooler from the inside. It was around dusk time she really didn’t expect to run into anyone.

The teenage looking girl decided to stop at a pawn shop in New York. While she was at a red light, her eyes glanced down to the ring that was on her left hand. A red gemstone sat in the middle, with peral detailing.

She scowled slightly when she saw the large building with the sign of the umbrella academy on it. She didn’t hate them, they just seemed entilted. She pulled into a parking spot on the side-walk before getting out.

The amber eyed girl entered the pawn shop, hearing a ring as she entered. People turned and gave her odd looks, to which she would just made a odd look back.

“Hey! Uhm..look yeah..I’m looking to sell this? How much will you take for it?” She turned her head slightly and furrowed her eyebrows.

Her eyes laid on a rather dishelved looking man. He had short and curly Brown / Dirty blondish hair. He had Greenish blue eyes. But what was really odd was the rehab braclet around his wrist. He was also wearing a skirt..

She tuned some of the conversation out as she fidded with the red ring on her left hand. She looked around the pawn shop, gaining a few odd looks. I mean, who expected to see a school girl in a pawn shop after all.

“Hey..hey uhm..you!- in the school uniform!” She tensed when she heard the jummbled and breathy tone of voice behind her.

It was the guy from earlier, his lop-sided grin on his face.

“Yes..?” She slowly said, squinting at the male infront of him.

“So..what’s up with the school uniform? Shouldn’t you be at home?” He laughed slightly as he held a small wad of cash in the other.

Ruth could feel her eye twitch slightly at the comment.

“Why does it matter to you? Can’t a highschooler be by herself?” She may have said that with a little too much veomn.

The male blinked a couple times before only smiling and brushing it off.

“Oh- I was just saying that it’s kind of odd for you to be in a pawn shop of all things. You know? Shouldn’t you be at like a cafe’ or smoking with your friends?” He said before laughing as he raised an eyebrow at the girl.

“Then again, you don’t really look like the type to do the second option.” He added on, not helping.

The tan skinned girl only huffed before pausing. On his wrist he had a tatto of what looked like to be a upside down umbrella. Well, at least from this angle it was upside down. She felt annoyance and aggitation grow at that. This must be one of the umbrella academy kids.

“Hey. Were you part of the umbrella academy?” She got the male’s attention before pressing her lips into a firm line and looking at him.

The male with the rehab braclet on blinked a couple times. It seemed like he looked past her at something as he muttered something under his breath. He snapped out of it and smiled at her.

“Umbrella Academy? Oh yeah, I was number four! My name is Klaus Hagreeves.” He echoed before nodding, still seeming out of it.

“Are you high.” It was more of a observation then a statement as she deadpanned at him.

The male burst out into what seemed to be nervous laughter. Ruth cringed slightly as everyone in the store shot them a glance or werid look.

“Funny, kid!” He chortled before ruffling her hair.

This severly ticked off Ruth for two reasons. One: He just called her a kid. And two: he was obviously more high and was extremely handsy more then she would’ve liked.

But when she finished fixing her hair, she scowled when the male was no where to be seen. She sighed before shaking her head and going up to the pawn shop seller. She had to basically stand up on her toes to look at him.

The male looked confused but nontheless tilted his head at the girl.

“Hello..uhm..do you need something?” He asked.

She didn’t reply, only slipping off the red ring on her finger and placing it on the counter. She slid it towards him slightly and watched him with careful eyes.

“Have you perhaps seen a green verison of this ring? You know, the gem in the middle is green instead of red?” She questioned.

The male held up his glasses as he tilted the ring around. He only shook his head after a couple minutes before placing the ring down.

“No, I’m sorry. But have you checked the inside of the ring by any chance?” He apologized before asking.

Ruth only furrowed her eyebrows before grabbing the ring. She tilted it around slightly before squinting at the inside.

‘I’ll follow and love you for eternity.’ It read, making the girl tighten her hand around it.

“Did you get that from a lover or something?” The seller asked, sarcasm and light-heartedness in his tone.

The short haired female only scoffed at his comment before flashing a bitter and clearly sarcastic smile.

“Yeah..something like that.” She simply said before leaving the pawn shop.

She got in her car and fiddled with the red ring. She sighed again before slipping it onto her left hand. She also decided before going back to the house, she would stop to get some caffiene.

There had to be a coffee shop nearby, didn’t there?

Ruth parked her car infront of the dimmly lit small building infront of her. She looked at it before curssing under her breath and getting out of her car.

She had been here just the day or two previously, but she wouldn’t call herself a regular.

She entered the place called ‘Griddy’s Donuts.’ again.

She took a seat at the bar and no one else was there. It was late after all. The familar waitress perked up and immeditally noticed it was the teenager from a couple days ago. She looked a little confused again but didn’t say anything.

“Hello! What can I get for you?” Agnes asked, holding a pen and a clipboard out.

“Just a black coffee with cream and two sugars please.” She ordered.

“You know, all that caffiene can’t be good for you.” Agnes warned, sounding a little concerned at the girls caffine addiction.

“Yeah, I know.” She bitterly responded, making Agnes back off and go off to make the girls coffee.

Ruth simply zoned out, getting her coffee shortly after. She paid for it and started drinking the caffine, watching the small TV. She glanced out of her eye though when she heard the noise of someone entering the shop.

She immeditally looked away though when the person sat next to her. The sound of another person entering shortly after and sitting down was also heard. Great. Now there was three people in here.

Ruth decided to look at the person sitting next to her. He had rang the bell inpaitenly. And-

‘Oh god.’ Was the only thought her mind had, as she looked at the male.

Well fuck her, he was extremely handsome. Well- atleast to her he was. He looked around her age, maybe a year or two younger. He had put together brown and soft looking hair that was pushed to the side slightly.

She blinked at the male, he had green eyes and a sharp jawline. He seemed to be wearing a uniform, why did it look familar?

Her amber eyes shifted over to the other person, a old truck driver. He had taken his hat off and was doing what looked like a crossword.

Ruth immeditally looked away and back to her cup of coffee when she felt eyes on her. It seemed like the male beside her was staring at her.

She felt her nerves creep up as she took a swig of the hot coffee, trying to calm her nerves.

“Hi sorry, the sink was clogged. What can I get for you?” Agnes came back, looking a little winded as she switched her gaze inbetween the two newcomers.

The old male looked up from his crossword and at the girl.

“Uhhh…’ let me get a- uhm..choclate ecliar please..” He squinted his eyes as he decided what he wanted.

Agnes wrote down the order before sparing a glance at the teenage boy next to the pink haired girl. She furrowed her eyebrows, kind of baffled.

“Can I get the kid anything? A cup of milk or something?” She asked, not really directed at the male.

Ruth heard the male scoff quietly. He flashed a bitter, and obviously irraited smile at the waitress.

“The kid wants coffee, black.” He obviously strained out the sarcastic voice.

Agnes only chuckled under her breath, seemed a little unerved. Ruth only turned her attention to her almost empty cup of coffee.

“Cute kid.” The tan skinned girl could relate to boy, being called a kid and being babied wasn’t fun, at all.

The old truck driver also didn’t even look related to him anyways. Plus his attention was back on his crossword.

She felt the brown haired male beside him shift slightly, and she glanced at him. She was taken aback by the expression on his face. A wide, tooth all and creepy grin obviously ment for unerving the waitress was shot at her.

Agnes tensed and quickly glanced at the teenage girl, she quickly looked away.

“Right..” She felt the blonde woman walk away and start preparing the things.

The brownish amber eyed girl only sighed and finished off her coffee. She fiddled with the mug as she felt the feeling of eyes staring at her again.

She turned towards the male, noticing she must’ve tuned out something. He already had a mug of black coffee infront of him and and the other guy had his food.

Although, the school boy’s attention was on her.

“Can I help you?” Ruth asked, eyebrows furrowed slightly.

But then it hit her, on his wrist, his cuff sleeve was up slowly. It showed off his wrist, and more importanly, a umbrella tatto peeking out of it. She immeditally felt curious, but slightly annoyed.

“I’m just curious, what’s a young girl like you doing here?” He decided to ask, raising an eyebrow at the girl.

She felt her right eye twitch slightly as she scowled lightly.

“Couldn’t I ask the same?” She sarcastically said, looking at him with narrowed eyes.

He seemed taken aback by her response, blinking. But then he only hummed and took another sip of his bitter drink.

“Yes, I supose you could. But instead of avoiding the question like you did, I’ll answer it. I had a caffine craving, and this..shithole was the closetest.” He hummed before responding.

Okay, she didn’t like this guy. No matter how much he was attractive, it was immeditally ruined by his attiude. He seemed amused that she lied, and avoided his question.

What an asshole.

“Well, same.” She blandly replied.

Not wanting to deal with this asshole any longer, she jumped off of the stool. She adjusted her tie and skirt before shooting a glare at the male.

He only raised his eyebrows as Ruth left the rundown shop without another word. She huffed and ran a hand through her hair as she exited and headed towards her car. Although, when she entered her car, she saw the truck driver exit and drive off.

Ruth simply sat in her car for a couple minutes, before doing a double take at something. Around..ten? Twelve men with guns entered the coffee shop. She gawked and immeditally furrowed her eyebrows. What the hell was going on here?

Should she get involded? What the hell?!

She felt her mind race and her wrists burn slightly as her hands glew a faint amber orange. It ached as her hands ached to back a circle so she could make a portal and enter the coffee shop without another word. She felt her breath grow shaky as she then heard gunshots shortly after.

She shut her eyes and pressed her lips into a firm line. But she felt her hands and wrists stop aching when she noticed something. When she opened her eyes, in a flash of blue, the boy from earlier had appered outside the coffee shop.

He seemed casual and uninjured as he casually walked up to the door and saluted them. More gunshots rang. What in gods name was that?!

Should she really be that surrpised though? He was obviously apart of the umbrella academy. Ruth breathed in and out. She decided she would wait for the gunshots to stop and then leave.

After around two minutes later, the gunshots stopped. She quickly started her car, as soon as she saw the brown haired male exit Griddy’s. She hit the car faster as she saw his green eyes widen and follow after her.

She didn’t need a genius to tell her she would probably get involded in something werid and dangerous soon. Espically now that she was a witness to a fucking shoot out.

“Fucking shit..” She currsed, driving quickly back to the academy.

She quickly entered the academy, the glided academy of course. And when she entered, it was late. She didn’t assume anyone else was awake.

She entered before going to the liquor cabinet. She grabbed a whole bottle of lime vodka before sweeping her foot across the floor in a circular motion. She yelped slightly as she was dragged through a portal and appeared in her childhood room.

She stummbed clumsly, the amber, sparking and glowing portal was still imprinted in the floor. She flipped the portal off before sighing and opening her left hand and closing it harshly in a fist motion. The portal shut down and dissapered right after that.

Ruth sighed before setting the bottle of vodka down. Her bed didn’t look gross, she would have to sleep here for tonight after all.

She flopped onto her bed and calmed her racing thoughts down by drinking the vodka. Her face burned when she was half-way through the bottle. Her body relaxed and she set the bottle down. Drinking the whole thing would be a mistake anyway.

Sooner or later, her mind lazily wandered back to the teenage boy at Griddy’s. He seemed unharmed as he walked through the rundown place, adjusting his tie like it was nothing.

She only groaned before turning over on her side. He defentily noticed her leaving, and she surprised that the male didn’t try to stop her. Obviously, running cops would just cause more trouble.

Wait a minute-

“Oh my god..” She just relized why she reconqized him.

That was Five fucking Hagreeves. Her ‘childhood crush’ that all her stupid siblings bothered her about. But it didn’t make any sense!

Wouldn’t he look much older? Like the rest of his siblings! Hell, she met number four today aswell! And he didn’t look like a teenager..

Maybe he was simaliar to her? As in, he looked older or was older mentally then physically. Did dad do something to him?

The tan skinned female only groaned before burrying her face in her pillow. Whatever, she would question more about it tommorow. Even with the acohol in her system, she dobuted she would forget being a witness to a shotout.

Her eyes closed and she tossed and turned, but eventually she manged to fall asleep.

#writers on tumblr #anime and manga #fashion #spy x family #writing #umbrella acedmy #the umbrella chronicles #incorrect umbrella acadamy #five hargreaves x reader #tv series #orginal character #modern au #artists on tumblr

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scott-mccall-the-hot-girl · 3 years

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my ultimate guide to thiam fic !!

( as a new teen wolf stan )

the classic post war, long ass (multi chapter) fic !!with great development that genuinely made me laugh out loud, they have the best friendship in this & i love it very much. ( like theo teaches liam to drive and i just *happy sobs* ) a fundamental in thiam fanfiction !! all stans have probably already read it but if you haven’t this is in fact a threat ,, go show this vv iconic story some love !!

Airplanes - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: After the Anuk-ite and the hunters are dealt with Liam needs a break. Cue Theo and a road trip that Liam should know better than to think will be peaceful.

Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, 43/43 Chapters, Words: 236,875 (236k)

okay okay so this one is also post 6B !! but ,, now we introduce fighting monroe & the hunters again ,, so we get the boys & a new mission !! so if you like an intresting plot 11/10 would recommend !! just to be clear this ISN’T complete ,, if that turns you off i understand but definitely give this one a read !! it litterally have theo doing crossword puzzles & fighting zombies

Vacancy Signs - LovelyLittleGrim

Summary: Theo and Liam are in Manhattan negotiating a pack allyship when the zombie apocalypse breaks out. Now, the two of them have to find their way back to Beacon Hills without getting eaten by zombies or killing one another.

Rated: Explicit, Graphic Description of Violence, Not Completed, 15/17 Chapters, Words: 89,605 (89k)

Royalty AU !! I REPEAT ROYALTY AU !! a fantastic au where i stan their moms more than i stan them !! genuinely so good at the childhood rivals to lovers trope !! i’m genuinely obsessed with this one. has made me cry more than once ,, hurts in a good way <3 the ending is just *chefs kiss* also one of the tags is genuinely: # theo and liam make bad choices for over 130k straight !! if that doesn’t sound appealing i don’t know what does !!

Artificial Love - songbvrd

Summary: Prince Theo and Prince Liam are forced to spend every Summer together from age five onwards. They hate each other, and usually find ways to make each other miserable as much as possible in their six weeks together. But when they're reunited because of intended unions as adults, things change. They're both supposed to be married to noble women, but neither of them is as interested in anyone else as they are with their childhood rival.

Rated: Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, Chapters: 32/32, Words: 172,935 (172k)

so if you are in the mood for a crack fic that’s not explicitally a crack fic this is for you !! okay so i’m really hit or miss with AU’s ,, sometimes i feel like they don’t quite capture the characters right but this story have the BEST dramatic liam i have ever seen in my life !! basically they all live in the same apartment building & it’s fantastic !! i saw this one floating around a lot but the summary didn’t really unrest me until i have it a shot !! so go read it rn !! also nolan & brett are genuinely fantastic and make me wheeze ,, LIKE ACTUALLY VERBALLY LAUGHING !! all i’m gonna say is that my fav characters are scott & the beetles but that won’t make actual sense until you read it !!

The Neighbors Song - TheodoreR

Summary: “I always hear you singing on your balcony every morning, but suddenly you’ve stopped?”

Or the one where Theo annoys Liam every morning with his awful singing until he doesn’t anymore and Liam is even more annoyed. Liam hates every single thing about his mornings -the fact that they happen in the morning alone is enough. The thing Liam hates the most about his mornings though is the terrible voice of the guy who lives below him. He can’t sing for shit and Liam tried to politely let him understand that by throwing flour and water on his balcony, and also by shouting it to him, you can’t sing for shit!, and then by writing it into a note he proceeded to attach to his door, but this Raeken guy just keeps doing it, every single morning, like a fucking rooster. Liam did nothing to deserve this. He probably didn’t do anything to deserve better either to be fair, he doesn’t expect to open his window and be welcomed by some angelic voice singing him good morning, he’d just be happy with nothing. Silence. That’s something Liam can appreciate in mornings. Just some bark from his dog and the sound of his misery and that’s it. But no, god forbid the new guy lets him have that.

Rated: Explicit, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Wanrings, Completed, 8/8 Chapters, Words: 42,814 (42k)

me: i’m not a big fan of AU’s ,, proceeds to talk about ANOTHER au… OKAY BUT THIS ONE !! it’s not complete but the author has been updating regularly ,, vv slow burn !! but in a REALLY intresting way !! i lOVE LIAM IN THIS SO MUCH ,, he is such a diaster of a person and it’s wonderful !! they have a great dynamic & i’m sucker for general puppy pack content ( and erica reyes being a badass ) !! also theo plays lacrosse in this & i really like it ahhhhh ,, also liam is just being an artic monkeys stan the whole time & theo is like *que confused repressed gay noises*

Inglorious Roommates - honeyscape

Summary: A roommate is defined as “a person with whom one shares a room.”

Theo would say a roommate was more along the lines of, “The person who's the bane of his existence. The weirdo that sleeps for days. The spaz that exercises at 3am. The guy with a revolving door of annoying friends. An insufferable human being that Theo has no control over living in his room.”

Example: Theo hates his roommate Liam.

okay okay i hate myself but i have another WIP for y’all !! this one is jUST FANTASTIC. i’m genuinely so upset it’s most likely not going to updated again *incoherent screaming ensues*. for this story ,, it’s very theo-centric bUT thats bc it ends right before liam becomes a concrete member of the story !! ANYWAY: basic plot = theo & acquiring not one but two children ,, so #dad theo but he is still crusty & homeless and i love him very much. it’s just so GOOD !! just read if you want to experience my fav theo coming out story & him etching high school musical

Look who's talking - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: Theo had been labeled many things in his life. Evil, failure, monster. He'd never thought Father would be one of those things but as he looked across the table to a six year old with blue smears of bubble gum icecream across her face trying to coax the first words out of her sister. Finger jabbing towards Theo's face as she repeated 'Daddy' again and again he couldn't bring himself to dispute the label.

(Theo accidentally adopts two young werewolves)

Not Rated, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Not Completed, Chapters: 16/?, Words: 48740 ( 48k )

so here me out: post-canon ( poetry like angst ) summer get away !! just the boys doing cute little domestic things together whilst pining !! theo’s guilt in this is just so powerful & aGjffkgkkfkvkdlv !! i think it’s so interesting to see how they interact in this one, it’s just very heart warming !! and it features one of my favorite niche teen wolf tropes of theo being great with like seven year old girls- it’s just so good ,, very much a wonderful little one shot that just makes your heart happy.

(next time i see you you'll show me) a hundred different ways to say the same things - cherrysprite

Summary: “...You deserve good things,” Liam says eventually. He makes sure not to look at Theo even though he can feel his eyes turn on him. Somehow he can already tell that Theo doesn’t believe him.

Liam instantly makes that the goal of this summer - making Theo believe him.

Rating: Teen and Up, No Archive Warnings Apply, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 28875 ( 28k )

okay so this next section of fic recs is a bit different !!

two of my favorite authors !! and a compilation of fics i’ve read by them both !!

for context: these two have written some genuinely gorgeous fics, like pure poetry, they explore the real gritty & scary side of our boys relationship in such a wonderful way. they’ve both used some of my favorite tropes & i love them very much !!

whenever i need something soothing but so genuinely intresting & enticing these are my go to !! ( also they both write a lot of good nolan angst & some vv good fics with hayden )

go check out:

eneiryu

as well as fallingforboys

here are some of my favorite fics by them ~

darling i want you here in my arms (kiss the pain away, i know you can) - fallingforboys

even before you touched me, i belonged to you (all you had to do was look at me) - fallingforboys

memories linger like tattoo scars (but your touch on my skin is just as permanent) - fallingforboys

skin, bones, a stolen heart, and an ugly creature lurking underneath -fallingforboys

i don't know how to breathe in the place i called home - fallingforboys

whisper your gossamer truths into the shadow, maybe you'll find the answers you're searching for - fallingforboys

between the mountains and the valley we built a monument to our regret - eneiryu

cracked the hinges of the cage and waited for you - eneiryu

okay and finally: since i am a self centered whore

my own fic: an rendition of the # elevator scene

it’s basically my version of post canon if we did get the kiss in the elevator. we got a classic liam pov in which he is has 12/10 for extreme bi diaster energy even whilst being shot at !! so go him ig…

Fuck Off, Fuck This & Fuck It! - nefelibata_peach

Summary: Liam thought to himself heart rate climbing, they were bound to be dead by morning. So he thought with everything but his brain and he kissed him.

Where Liam Dunbar is very confused, slightly traumatized, and just a bit scared but hey, aren't they all! Bad decisions ensue as two boys fight in a war they never did sign up for.

Rating: Teen and Up, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 3558 ( 3k )

#this took me so long #please go read these or i’ll cry #fan fiction #fan fic recs #teen wolf fic recs #thiam fanfiction #thiam fic recs #thiam #theo raeken #liam dunbar #theo x liam #teen wolf fandom #teen wolf gay #teen wolf #ao3 #fuck you fuck this & fuck it #thiam fanfic rec #thiam fanfic #thiam is endgame

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au where reginald got all 42

*cracks knuckles* *my fingers shatter*

reginald voice: if i cannot bribe my way into having child soldiers i will CRIME my way into having child soldiers

reginald during that one interview in s1e1: *hides gun* the mothers have been suitably... compensated

me beating the shit out of him with my bare hands: i hate you i hate you you stinky old man im tempted to kill you off 20 years earlier in this au just because of this

anyway

reginald acquires 42 magical babies

i refuse to believe vanya is the only mega destructive little child there exists in that horde of children. i refuse it.

what im saying is that he goes through a lot of nannies

is there multiple graces? do they all look like grace or are they different so its less weird for everyone involved? does reggie even give a shit at all? i dont know lol so imagine w/e you want for the robomoms but grace is definitely a thing

bc the handler doesnt get the chance to crime on lilas parents lila is there too she can be #8 because i love her lol

wait wasnt it 43? i feel like its 43 am i tripping one sec let me consult the wiki

i think it was 43. im so tired so pardon me and my bs

ummm with the pressure of taking care of 43(42?) children and seeing their obvious unhappiness every single day grace snaps and kills reggie <3 queen shit

jk lol that would end this too fast and im not done talking

unfortunately delila is incest in this situation. sorry diego 😔

FORTUNATELY, there is 42(41?) other dysfunctional adults to help five stop the apocalypse this time. i want them to organize a commission break in. because that would be cool as hell

listen. with that amount of siblings there is no way that they dont all support each other. and if that sounds unrealistic to you consider that they all have at least 1 or 2 people that are absolutely ride or die, ultimate support systems for them. ok? ok

so basically nobody dies, nobody ends up on the streets, diego doesnt live in a boiler room like a sad gym rat (affectionate), luther is not on the moon and also not monkeyfied because out of 36 kids i sincerely doubt there isn’t at least one with healing powers, 2 if you count lila and her copycat tendencies

umm what else. allison has friends growing up and learns quicker that u cant just rumour people to get ur way and that actions have consequences so she never rumours claire and never loses custody and does she become a movie star at all? i say yes but thru talent this time and she doesnt use her rumour to nudge ppl to decisions unless those ppl major suck lmao

before anyone gets on my ass abt this pls consider: she deserves to make bigots lose important papers and hire her. ok. she can have a little rumour. as a treat. but shes responsible about it

i dont think as a 4 year old allisons power was strong enough to rumour 42 people into forgetting vanya has powers. so vanya keeps her powers and learns how to ✨control them✨

vanya is no longer a sad lonely violinist. she is a goth moderately well adjusted violinist. good for her

NO APOCALYPSE. IM SAYING IT AGAIN. THE FIRST ONE HAPPENS BUT THEN IT DOES NOT

honestly five might not even run away in the first place but i highly doubt reggie would yk. tell them. to prepare for an apocalypse. so theyd be taken unawares the first time without five there to warn them

but OOOH BC VANYA IS MODERATELY WELL ADJUSTED AND HAS AN OK SUPPORT SYSTEM SHE WOULDNT FALL FOR HAROLDS BS AND BLOW UP THE MOON IN THE FIRST PLACE... OHOHO

but also we dont know how it happened the first time so maybe its still on? idk lets say its still on. its on but only once

LDSFKASJDF EVEN IF THEY DONT PREVENT IT THE 2ND TIME THIS MAKES S2 SO MUCH FUNNIER

five having to teleport 42 other people to the 60s and then out of the 60s: ouch

AND THAT NEGATES THE SPARROW ACADEMY. COMPLETELY. THAT’S OUT THE WINDOW BC REGGIE ALREADY ADOPTED THEM ALL THE FIRST TIME LMAOOO SALKFJSH

they get back to 2019 and are like dad??? and reginald never adopted anyone he’s just living alone in his mansion and 43 random people just appear in his house JKDHFIWHFSH IM DYING OMG

ok back to the nopocalypse

lol im done talking so

grace snaps and kills reggie before all of this happens in the first place and all 43 of them have happy well-adjusted no evil parent childhoods <3 the end

#tua #the umbrella academy #asks #ftag #i really like this au actually?? like im vibing with it. hardcore #aus #misc #full house au #LOL KIDDING JSKDFSKD #no nvm. im not kidding thats the tag (for now)

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This AU idea absolutely will not leave me alone unless I write it down, so here it is: Dolores is not a mannequin, but instead one of the 43, and is adopted by the Handler along with Lila.

Dolores is not a hard baby to get, since she’s abandoned the moment she’s born by a nearby orphanage. The only thing the Handler needs to do is be quicker than Reginald in her baby-snatching, and she has the power of time travel on her side. Dolores is gone before a single member of the orphanage staff even notices that she’s there.

Unfortunately, the Handler is not good at childcare, especially not for a child that cries almost constantly. She pawns Dolores off to extremely awkward agents, and this does not help matters at all.

It turns out that this is because Dolores.

a) is deaf

b) her power is to read minds/emotions.

(This power does not mix well with time-travelling assassins.)

So the Handler...well, she doesn’t give up on Dolores, because that is still a useful power, but she leaves her to her own devices as much as possible while also still retaining the title of mother for the purpose of loyalty. It wouldn’t do to have Dolores go and read her mind, now would it? And the poor dear does it automatically, with no way to turn it off. A pity.

I’m going to put a read more, because this will get long!

So, Dolores grows up a little, and keeps out of the way of the agents when she can. Their thoughts are all dark and swirling and confusing, and they make her want to hide. Dolores can’t turn it off, but she learns how to keep it to the surface thoughts, and then how to turn them to background noise, easily ignorable. She also learns how to read and do sign language, and spends much of her time doing that in her room or other out-of-the-way places.

(Her favorite book is The Secret Garden, which I have not read (or if I did it was when I was like 8), but the vibes I get from it are perfect, so I’m including this factoid.)

When she does run into people, they’re often angry or dismissive, and so she learns how to be sweet and disarming. She can see people’s thoughts, after all, and she can see both the way that she can hurt the people who do interact with her, which feels bad, and what they want to hear from her. She still mostly stays away from people, and still is mostly ignored, but the people she does interact with think she’s the most kind and positive person they’ve met. The Handler especially likes to hear what she wants to hear.

Then, when she’s six, the Handler brings home another child. Lila is four years old when she comes to the Commission, and when they’re introduced, she copies Dolores’ power and immediately begins crying.

(Dolores doesn’t notice it much, but something is slightly off about the way her sister comes into her life. Her mother’s thoughts are a little different than usual, her outfit isn’t what she was wearing just a little earlier, and when she sees Lila again later in her office, the feeling is not one of a newly formed familiarity, but of meeting for the first time, and of surprise.)

Their introduction and siblinghood is therefore a slow sort of thing, where Lila learns how to not automatically copy Dolores’ power, but instead do it on command (the Handler’s command).

Once they get over the initial hurdles, though, they become fast friends and sisters. Lila is the Handler’s favorite, and in a sense only needs Dolores as something for her to copy. This actually works well for everyone, since Dolores was always acutely aware of the disappointment she was to the Handler, and both wanted to do better and wanted the attention taken off of her. Lila and Dolores spend their days separately, with Lila doing training and other activities while Dolores continues to spend time alone, but they spend evenings together sharing stories about their days. After an argument escalates to a week of silence, they promise each other to never read each other’s mind, not in the deep way.

(This is kind of like a Luther and Vanya friendship, if it was just the two of them and Luther was more excitable and Vanya was happier being left alone.)

(Also, Dolores knows that the Handler is a bad person, but everyone she’s met has been a bad (and/or deeply hurt) person except for Lila, and she doesn’t want to dash Lila’s hopes by telling her. Lila, on her part, isn’t supposed to read minds except on missions, and definitely isn’t allowed to read the Handler’s mind, at least not without express permission.)

Then, when Dolores is thirteen, she feels Dot ping something unusual. Something--no, someone--just landed in the Apocalypse.

Nobody notices as little Dolores, quiet in every way, sneaks into the Infinite Switchboard room. She knows how to use it, she grew up in the Commission and can read minds, of course she does. She pulls up a day about a year into the Apocalypse, not too close to the day itself, since she doesn’t know exactly when they land.

And there’s a boy.

He’s in a school uniform, and he's writing something on a wall in chalk. Math. Complicated equations, ones she doesn’t understand. His hands begin to shake as she watches, and he drops the chalk and hugs himself, trying to stop the trembling that has taken over his body. He looks sad, looks desperate in a way that Dolores both does and does not recognize.

She feels someone coming back, so she returns the Switchboard to its previous position and leaves, still thinking about this mysterious, sad boy.

From then on, they grow up some, all three of them. Lila becomes more skilled, more confident, and begins to go on missions, just some small ones. She glows when she gets back from these intelligence-gathering missions, giving Dolores a step-by-step reenactment. Dolores still sneaks into the Infinite Switchboard when she can, watching this boy grow up, admiring his perseverance when he can’t know there’s anyone else watching him, cheering him on. And Dolores adds math and science textbooks to her reading material, teaches herself what this boy already seems to know, wanting to reach through the screen to help, to catch the errors in his math that slip by him that he only catches days later and leave him to tear his work down and scream.

And it isn’t like Dolores knows him, really. He doesn’t know her. She doesn’t spend every day thinking about him, not even when he jumps in a blue warp that reminds her of the briefcases and realizes that he’s like Lila and her, he’s special. It’s just that she looks at him and sees something of herself, something the same achingly sort of lonely even though their situations are so different, and unlike with every other point in history, she knows that just her being there would help. She wants to help.

And, when they’re in their early twenties, when she catches a glimpse in the Handler’s mind about his potential, about what a wonderful killer he’ll be once he’s broken enough to accept a deal without question, ready to be molded to obedience, Dolores asks for him personally.

Dolores has never asked for much, and she knows the Handler has written her off as a mouse in a hawk’s den, a soft little cuckoo bird in an unfit environment. She doesn’t know that Dolores is a hawk too. She writes it off as a voyeuristic sort of crush from a quiet little girl, and moves up her timetable. After all, even if Dolores is harmless, she still knows enough to be a threat in the wrong hands, so it’s better to keep her close and content.

So the Handler brings Five to the Commission, and when the Handler finally leaves him to himself, when he’s clean and in fresh clothes for the first time in a decade, there’s a knock at the door.

Dolores has written a pre-prepared speech for him to read, about how she’s been watching him--in a not-creepy way, she promises--how she wanted to save him from the Apocalypse, how she had powers like him, how she can’t hear him, and how he had added the wrong columns in his last equation and he was now powers of magnitude off.

And as he reads it, brow furrowed in concentration and surprise, Dolores is overwhelmed by his emotions. His thoughts are whirling, and he’s definitely smart--maybe even as smart as her--but it’s the depth of his love and loyalty and determination for his family that gets to her. She loves Lila, and Lila loves her, but she’s never felt anything quite this strong, and strongly positive. Maybe it was the isolation or the survivor’s guilt or the need for a mission, or maybe it’s just all him, but she’s captivated.

When he reaches the end, he raises his eyebrows at her and mentally runs through his calculations, huffing in surprise when he realizes that she’s right, and that she noticed.

So, Five still becomes an assassin, but he also becomes Dolores’ friend.

Five learns sign language, and when he gets back from missions or takes a (probably medically necessary) break, they talk about math or books or the Commission or nothing at all. Sometimes they talk about his family, and Dolores gains all the blackmail available on his siblings from the first thirteen years of his life.

There are also times that he comes back from a mission looking haunted, and Dolores does what she can to make him feel better, to prevent him from falling the way so many other Commission recruits had into cruelty or depression or apathy. He has his darkness, and she knows it, can see it, but it doesn’t bother her. Why would it?

Five also doesn’t stop working on finding his own time travel equations. He hasn’t said much on the topic, and Dolores knows that if he has to leave her to save his family, he will. She also knows that he doesn’t want to leave her either.

It’s on one of their nights of math, one where they’re arguing about which model to use for some calculation or other, and he’s just not getting it, and she just sort of pushes at him, to make him understand, and he pauses mid-rant. He never does that.

He had heard her voice in his head, he tells her.

After that they work on mental communication when they can, use sign language other times, and things move on. Sometimes they sit together and read, making little mental comments to another as something interesting or stupid happens in their novel.

Dolores also begins to question the Commission, something she had never really done before. She had never really thought to question it, despite knowing that there was a whole world she had never been to that didn’t even know the Commission existed. What if...the timeline didn’t need to be fixed, didn’t need to lead to the Apocalypse? If the Commission wasn’t all-powerful, which Dolores knew it wasn’t, then what if she could do something about it?

So one night after Five gets back from a mission, tired and withdrawn and covered in blood, Dolores tells him that she’s coming with him. He smiles like sunshine, and she knows she chose right. The Handler could never look at her that way, she could never love something so truly, so deeply.

And Dolores knows then that she loves him, asks him a few nights later if he’d be interested in going out with her--no pressure if he doesn’t, she values his friendship more than anything, won’t leave him to himself or tell the Handler about his equations if he doesn’t want to--and his smile then is shy, and he doesn’t look at her as he accepts.

Lila does not like Five, never has, and does even less when she finds out that they’re dating. She says Five is stealing Dolores away, that he’s not good enough for her, that he’s not special even though he has powers like them.

(The Handler has the same opinion. Dolores is becoming too independent. She can see a secret rebellion in her eyes, can see the way Dolores is pulling away from her and towards Five, that pet project that kept going a bit wrong. It’s not hard to show Lila the same thing.)

(It’s also not hard to give Five a special assignment, a secret mission watched over directly by her. There’s a child that’s now an orphan, poor thing, it wouldn’t do to leave her. She takes the girl back, not only to the Commission, but two decades in the past as well. She smiles a shark grin when she leaves the child in the office of her past self, only just restraining the urge to break its bones, to go find herself and break her own bones. This girl, Lila, is and will be the perfect weapon in every way.)

Dolores tries to build bridges between Lila and Five, but it doesn’t work, and since she knows that Lila is loyal to the Commission, wouldn’t stand the plan they’re hatching, she pulls away from Lila.

Also I like to think they take an actual vacation (Five, waiting for your flesh wounds to heal does not count) and get married at some point in history. Who knows when! I don’t, but I know it’s very cute. They call each other “husband” and “wife” for a full month afterwards without ever using their spouse’s given name(/number). I love them so much.

And then, one day, they crack the code. They can’t travel with the briefcases, since those leave traces for a few days that can be tracked. Also, when an agent is in the field disrupting the time stream, the Infinite Switchboard gets a bit hazy and fuzzy because it needs to recalibrate and calculate about the new timeline that’s being created, so they won’t be able to be tracked for a while that way either.

(Me, answering the plot hole that the show didn’t bother to cover of why they needed to put a tracker on Five when they had the Infinite Switchboard, and also why they lost them ever???)

(Also this is why they go to 2019 like a week before the Apocalypse, because that’s about how long the Infinite Switchboard will cover their tracks and the Commission has to go in blind. Also also that’s when Harry Janky shows up and if they just stop him from meeting Vanya things should be mostly okay, and then after the Apocalypse doesn’t happen things should be more or less set (maybe, time travel in this show is weird).)

It is now that they gather information on the Apocalypse, stealing the file from Dot. Though Dolores had been able to use the Switchboard to view the aftermath of the Apocalypse, the event itself was locked, only accessible to a higher management that was never around. The Handler had access, of course, but she had used her time training Lila to train her own thoughts as well, and the probing necessary to find the information, either the codes or the details of the event, would have alerted her and ended their plan there.

Five learns that his favorite sister causes the Apocalypse :(

This is actually a real blow, but seeing the way that Harold Jenkins and the Commission manipulated the situation helps him reckon with it, and while it’s still a lot on Vanya, it’s not like it’s just her at fault. And besides, when he messed with his powers he ended up stranded in a post-apocalyptic future and then ended up working as an assassin, so he understands about the unintended consequences of their powers and also committing mass violence. He can also get therapy about it after the world is saved, which he won’t, but he could.

They have the information they need, they’ve got the equations worked out, and Five is opening the portal when Lila walks in on them. (I guess Dolores either took another briefcase to the Kennedy assassination or just hopped a ride on Five’s, or maybe they went somewhere else completely. It’s not really relevant.)

Lila Is Not Happy.

There’s a bit of a fight, and Lila is too late to stop them from going through the portal, but she’s been practicing with Dolores’ power, and though she hadn’t realized about the mental communication, she had found another aspect of the power: removing/suppressing memories.

So, as they go through, Lila erases their memories of what causes the Apocalypse: Vanya, her powers, Harold. She doesn’t get the eye or Five’s time in the Apocalypse because she’s just erasing those recent memories, not those old, cemented, formative ones. She also messes up the equations, just by a decimal or two. Later, she couldn’t tell you if that was an accident or not.

(Then she gets beaned in the head with a fire extinguisher, just for the fun of it)

(Also all of this is because I realized that if Dolores could find Five with the Switchboard she could see the Apocalypse and they could just avoid the whole mystery mess of season 1, which I did not want. I just wanted season 1 + Dolores, so I had to scramble to fix that, lol)

So, the Hargreeves siblings, all 5.5 of them, run outside to see a glowing blue portal, and their thirteen-year-old brother who had been missing for seventeen years falls through, looking the same and accompanied by a thirteen-year-old-girl who, after a minute of confusion and frustration, he introduces as his wife. Also there’s going to be an Apocalypse

(I have just realized that I have capitalized “apocalypse” the whole time and I don’t think that’s right, but I’ve been writing this for a while and I don’t wanna go back and fix it)

So yeah, then it’s season 1 + Dolores and maybe Lila!

I 0% have it in me to write anything about that right now, and my idea has mostly been on what I’ve already written, so that’s where this ends for now.

So, yeah! That idea just would not leave me alone, so I had to write it out. I always have more to say about it, and I’d love to see other people’s thoughts!

Oh, and one final thought that didn’t fit in to the narrative but I desperately have to include it:

As adults or as children, everyone looks at Five and Dolores, sees the annoyed and blunt boy and the kind and positive girl, and they think they know which one of them is the pessimist and which one is the optimist. They are wrong.

Listen, Dolores heard the thoughts of assassins for her whole life and saw the hurt or the cruelty that came with it, and intimately knows the worst things about humanity. Five lasted in the Apocalypse (for like ten years in this, but we know in canon he had it in him to go to forty and beyond) on nothing but willpower, a love for his siblings, and a belief that he could make things better.

It’s one of Dolores’ favorite things about him

She brings this up in conversation at a family dinner one night after things are all settled and the siblings all lose their goddamn minds

Five is very embarrassed by this

It’s lovely

And another actually final unrelated thing, Dolores gets him in his twenties because of the line in the show about them being together for “thirty years” when he was in the Apocalypse for forty, meaning they “got together” in his twenties. In this case it’s a more literal, physical “getting together” (aka meeting in person) than a romantic one

(This also means, depending on how you skew the timeline of this, that Dolores and Five are around the same age as the other Hargreeves when they go to 2019)

(Well, physically they’re thirteen, but still. I just think it’s funny that they could go down such different time paths and end up in pretty much the same relative spot)

Anyway, thanks for reading this far (an impressive feat), and I hope you enjoyed it!

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fishandskygremlin · 3 years

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SW clone wars Actor Au

The show is based on true event, and people but the actual hero with no fear and Vader are different people. The negotiator was the one with the Padawan, and she never left the order. The hero with no fear was married to senator amidala, but that was in the rebellion.

Luke and leia actually existed but they where cousin, not twin. There was 30 years difference between the hero and the negotiator.

Anakin is actually a force user. Used to be a Jedi, but left the order when a mission with his Padawan Went pear shaped. He lost his arm. He’s the third oldest of the crew at 43. He’s a descendant of the hero with no fear.

Padme is 21 and used to be anakin Padawan. She technically can still use the force but she has a mental block since The Accident so she left the order and anakin wasn’t about to let his 14 years old Padawan alone. Also he’s traumatized too. But the show help them both to work through their trauma.

Any romantic scene between their characters make them laugh so much. That’s why some viewers think the relationship is weird and ship obikin or any other ship because they are too accustomed to being a mentor/apprentice and it does show a bit in the scenes.

The actors playing the clones are all descendants from the actual Vod. Don’t call them clones. Nobody like that word very much.

Cody and Rex are twin and 18. Fives is their older brother, by 8 years. The episode with domino squad was so difficult to film. because both Rex and Cody couldn’t stop snickering at the thought of bossing their older brother around.

Anakin does all of his stunt and the actors playing force users like the go talk to him before their scene to get it just right. Anakin tend to do the weird force things himself. ( force shield, summoning lightsabers, ect)

He taught the Jedi actors and siths actor how to use their blade. It’s usually CGI, but when there no need to actually fight with others, anakin has his actual lightsaber out.

Palpatine is the oldest at 61, and is absolutely stocked to know that the homophobic/transphobic and xenophobic emperor would Loathe being played by a gay trans, half human half twi-leck man happily married to the actor playing dooku, with children and grandchildren they spoil.

Dooku is 58. Obi wan uncle. They cannot have a serious fight, without laughing. Ventress and maul are his and palp adopted children.

Ventress and obi wan love their fight scene because they can diss each other

Ventress is a awesome lesbian mother of the group.

Soka was a young girl who decided to audition on a whim. She got the part and she absolutely loves it. Her parents are assholes and tried to fuck her up because of the money she made but anakin put a stop to it. They went to prison and he decided to adopted her.

Yoda is the equivalent of 25 for his specie and can actually talk normally. He likes to complicate his speech even further. Him and windu are best friends, and def are the pranking duo.

R2D2 is his usual self and anakin droid from the start. The actual hero within no fear never lost his arms, and wasn’t that good of a mechanic. That’s all anakin.

C3P0 loves to turn people insane. He’s actually way more chill in real life. He’s padme’s. Anakin did built him, but to be a sort of guide droid for padme, after The mission.

Obiwan is 35 and has 6 sibling. He’s pretty much space bill Weasley. Anakin and him have an amazing chemistry and he’s the one that anakin confide to. They are pretty much best friend.

Korki, bo-Katan and satine are obi wan siblings. The romantic scene between the duchess and the negotiator where hilarious to film because it has both actor gagging looking at the camera. But satine death scene was really hard to film.

And yeah that’s what I have for now.

#Star Wars #the clone wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #star wars ahsoka #star wars rex #satine kryze #palpatine #bo katan kryze #korki kryze #Star Wars cody #count dooku #asajj ventress #Actor Au #star wars fives

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essiestarr · 3 years

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This is my first ever AU written down and if all goes well there's a lot more where that came from.

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☆ Hey Brother There's An Endless Road To Rediscover ☆

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On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989. 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began.

For reasons unknown, a man alien known as Sir Reginald Hargreeves , using methods undisclosed sought to track down and adopt buy as many of the children as he could.

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He found only seven of them

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In another timeline, Reginald Hargreeves would look upon a blond haired baby boy and decide. This would be Number 1.

In another timeline, Reginald Hargreeves would groom the child to be his obedient little soldier, following his every order with blind loyalty.

In another timeline, Number 1 would sacrifice his entire life to his father with nothing to show for it but a shattered mind and an altered body, abandoned on the moon.

In another timeline, Reginald Hargreeves would raise Number 1 "Luther" Hargreeves to be an important cog in the wheel to bring about the apocalypse.

This was not that timeline

In this timeline Reginald Hargreeves stares disdainful at not one but two babies. A dark haired baby curled into the side of his twin, the other baby with bright blond locks . Reginald scowls and demands to the nurses

"Separate them!"

His orders are followed and soon there is only one baby in the crib, brow furrowed as if sensing something has been taken from him. Reginald looks upon the blond haired boy and decides

This would be his Number 1

But that is not to be.

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Number 1 and Number 5 as they are named, gravitate towards each other inexplicably. Neither of the babies speak, but stare at each other with unearthly identical blue eyes. They smile at nothing and break out in giggles at odd moments, they follow each other around and work together in an odd tandem.

The twins are four when Reginald Hargreeves decides enough is enough. Having had locked Number 7 in the Chamber just days before, Reginald requests the presence of the Number 1 in his office.

Reginald instructs demands Number to severe whatever communication he has with Number 5.

" Number 1, I expected so much more from me and yet you have disappointed me. Cease whatever communication you have with Number Five from this moment on. I have entrusted you with the role of Number One, the Leader. You are not permitted to fail! . Number Five is an unsuitable influence on you and if left this way will turn you into a wastoid and useless boy. Listen to me now or there will be consequences, do you understand Number One!"

Perhaps in another timeline Number One would nod his head and leave the room a changed boy, destined for a life of isolation and tragedy, following his Father's every word.

In this timeline Number One stares into his Father's cold eyes with his own glowing, shifting unnatural eyes and knows.

He cannot obey this man who wishes to separate him from his other. He cannot trust this man with his blank cold eyes who cares for none of his siblings. He does believe in this man with his harsh cruel words who took little Number Seven and hasn't brought her back. He cannot follow this man with his unfeeling request that makes his stomach turn.

And mayhaps it helps that Number 5 is there as always, a lingering comforting presence in his mind.

"We do not separate"

It is a silent message that Five sends to his twin . A fact that they both know, as constant as the sky is blue.

So in this timeline Number One stares into Reginald with eyes that are something other, with eyes that see and know and One shakes his head.

"No"

His first ever uttered words are spoken with soft but firm clear childish voice, barely above a whisper but in the silence it is as loud as thunder.

Reginald frowns

" I see. Well then get out boy"

Number One blinks, startled at the curt dismissal. Reginald's focus diverted to the papers on his desk , as if One is no longer there at all. Confused but relieved Number One leaves the office rushing to where he knows his twin is waiting, the discussion basically forgotten.

Reginald looks to the spot where Number One had stood and hums.

So begins the war

#the umbrella academy #umbrella acedmy #tua fic #tua fandom #tua #tua luther #tua fanfic #number five #number 5 #five hargreeves #luther hargreeves #number1 #TheOthersAu #tua au #number 1 #spaceboy

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madhyanas · 4 years

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I pronounce it as Yin hhahahah but also um 👉🏼👈🏼 are u going to share your poly fic with the class

i feel inordinately validated w getting an anon ask (also sorry this took so long wow i’m a hoe)

alright see anon i have a love for poly reader fics there’s a whole oberyn x reader x ellaria thing i want to talk about too asjdhgfsjhdgf

@pettyprocrastination and @concussed-to-pieces really beat the shit out of me with their writing. in a really good way like i adore their poly content. also @wickedlyemma is simultaneously the best and the worst because her tua fics are what got me in this hellhole to begin with mwah

but the one i mentioned on the post you’re talkin about is a diego x fem!reader x lila fic for the umbrella academy. man it lives in my mind rent FREE. holy fuck. ok listen right just humour me for a sec.

this is about 1k lmao it really got away from me

not really what you’d call Good Writing but it’s a blurb that’s vaguely coherent please enjoy

(spoilers for s2)

s2 is where the gang finally find out they’re not the only ones w abilities, right? like they don’t know about the whole ‘43′ but they have an inkling. so: an au where lila STAYS, and after all that shit w the commission, the family gets back to the present and the next hyperfixation is to try and find these other super-powered people. (none of that sparrow academy shit alright - ben’s still hangin around - let me have my self-indulgent au where these kids catch a fuckin break)

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It’s been a few months. The family takes in Lila as one of their own, but it’s stilted. Like a puzzle piece forced into the wrong space, made to mesh and fit in an image it doesn’t belong to. Everyone’s got their own shit to deal with after the time jump and very little time to make the effort to trust her. Five doesn’t even bother, and Luther’s inclined to agree with him. But that’s okay. They’re like her, in that they’re not normal. They’re all so laughably not normal. It’s so funny she cries.

But she has Diego. Which is all Lila really cares about at the end of the day. They’re working through things. Things she put him through. Things he needs to let go. Things they need to talk about. Little by little, they make it work. No more secrets, not with each other. They love each other too much for all that pain, all over again.

But that’s family politics and emotional healing aight back to the romance. Listen ok maybe Five does his freaky investigation shit, maybe he digs up whatever records he can find of unnatural births on October 1st, 1989. Maybe he finds one of these unnatural kids and tracks em down to a flower store downtown - closer than any of them could’ve imagined, practically in the Hargreeves’ backyard. The owner is kind, pleasant. Boring, in Five’s words. You don’t seem anything out of the ordinary.

But even with a modest little greenhouse out back, you’re still in the middle of the city. With smoke, fumes, pollution. How are the leaves that healthy? How are the flowers that vibrant? How is it, that in your shop, no plant ever really seems to die? The flourishing life your shop fosters is beautiful, but uncanny.

And yeah, sick of being treated like a knife in the back waiting to happen, maybe Lila volunteers for recon. To get away for a while. Some part of her is desperate for a mark, itching to get back to what she’s good at. Especially since the last one went... awry.

Since they won’t trust her to go it solo, Diego gets dragged along as a handler supervisor. Perhaps because he’s the only one they think she won’t harm. Idiots. She’d never, not her boy. Not after the Kennedy clusterfuck. So Diego goes along, and to her surprise he’s actually looking forward to it. He knows the urge to stick to a lead like your life depends on it. He’s been that person before. God, he still is.

A honeymoon, she croons in his ear, and he snorts. His hand sliding into hers brings a grin to her lips and a warmth to her cheeks.

Out of all of them, Lila’s the least recognisable. She’s learnt how to blend in, how to appear innocuous. How not to appear at all. So she slides into the florist’s with ease, just another customer. And maybe the little gardener is cute. You smile at Lila like she couldn’t do anything wrong. You see her as a person, rather than a ticking time bomb. Your face falls meekly as Lila tells you she’s buying flowers for her boyfriend. You look so pretty when you’re flustered, scarcely breathing as Lila traces the smear of soil on your cheek, tucks that errant lock behind your ear. Oh, if only you knew.

Debriefing takes longer and longer as the days go on. Lila tells Diego with giddy excitement how you hum while watering the succulents, smile at the blooming buds like you’re proud of them. How you listen to Lila like she’s the only thing that matters and how your laugh sounds like the first break of spring. And Diego might take some convincing, but he can’t help but feel somewhat enamoured with the gardener. The idea of you, at least.

Falling for your mark. It’s so cliché.

Even so, Lila gets to know you. So does Diego, living vicariously through surreptitious surveillance and Lila’s own love-struck recounts.

Maybe they break protocol a little. Lila takes you out for coffee, learns your order. Learns that the care you attend to your plants with is applied to just about everything in your life. Including her. Maybe Diego begins to join you, discovering that all the hiding and sneaking around was pointless because the name ‘Diego’ doesn’t mean anything sinister to you. ‘Hargreeves’, though, they don’t mention. Not right now. You’re kind, not stupid, and if you do have the abilities they suspect, then any mention of the mythic family will send you running for the hills.

While Lila’s in the bathroom, Diego throws a light jab. Just to test the waters. Maybe you counter with something quick and cutting, raising a brow. And oh, how his heart flutters once he finds out you have thorns. Diego falls quicker than he realises, your sweet half-smile taking hold of his heart just like Lila’s sharp grin did, way back in ‘63. He decides, then and there, that Five doesn’t need to know about this. None of the others do.

Maybe they break protocol a lot, and show up at the flower shop one day, asking you to sit down. No more secrets, they remember. Not between them, and now, not with you. They tell you a story of cruel parents, superpowers and lonely children. Of death and rage and destruction. Of the apocalypse, which never happened yet apparently did, and how you died, a speck amongst billions. Of falling down a rabbit hole to the 60′s, and falling all the way back again. They tell you who they are, who they think you are, and why they showed up in the first place.

Five definitely doesn’t need to know about this.

It’s... a lot. You need time to process, and they understand. They don’t like it, but Diego’s not Sir Reginald and Lila’s not the Handler. So they leave you be, thinking that’s that. Their florist, yet another mistake made by The Umbrella Academy, left in the dust. You feel confused and betrayed and heartbroken for a long while. Radio silence.

Until things get better.

You show up at their apartment one evening, weeks later, holding a potted un-sprouted bulb, panting at the doorstep like you ran all the way there. They let you in without a word. You set the flowerpot on the table and god, you talk more than they’ve ever heard from you in one sitting. It’s rambling, not all that eloquent. But they understand what you’re saying, eyes softening at your misguided panic.

And then — shyly, as if they could ever deny you anything — you ask if they want to see. (It takes Diego’s elbow in her side to get Lila’s mind out of the gutter.) You dip your fingers into the soil, frowning gently in concentration. There’s a familiar pins-and-needles sensation in your fingertips, flowing through your nerves and into the moist earth. Absently, you worry if it’ll even work. These two have a tendency to throw you off guard.

But lo and behold, the dormant bulb unfurls before their eyes in a matter of seconds, springing forth a fresh green shoot, and a moment later, a starburst of golden petals.

A daffodil, bobbing lightly on their coffee table.

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ugh yeah lmao this got long but that’s the fic idea, anon. thanks for askin :)

and NO the super-powered kids aren’t related - in my mind the hargreeves’ were adopted/raised together and are therefore siblings and THAT’S why they shouldn’t date each other - but diego, lila and reader have no familial connection. at all. i’m not here for any pseudo-incest shit in this fic pls and thank u.

aha look at me writing blurbs for tua fics when i have a wholeass! paz fic! published! and u n f i n i s h e d ! alsdhfgalshdfg now i want to do more someone come scream at me about ezra and oberyn and ellaria and paz and boba and din and any other character under the sun

listen y’all i have a lot of IDEAS for various fics and i also have Zero self control - please ask me about them!!!! fuck it man ask me about anything odds are i’ll fuckin write it!!!!!! i am a desperate hoe!!!! i have no self-respect!!!!

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oopshidaisyy · 4 years

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evanssthot · 5 years

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power (ch. 1)

a/n: in this fic, the reader has hydrokinesis powers. basically, she revolves her life around water. she can boil water, bend water, and freeze water. also, she has limited combat (why would you learn to fight if u can boil some bitches), can breathe longer than average, and is one of the 43 but was NOT adopted by Reginald, and not part of the Academy :,)

oh and this story is set about five years before Reginald’s death, and it’s kinda an au where the Academy never really broke apart, it’ll eventually work its way up there maybe but for now it is what it is :))))

Life as presumably one of the most powerful people in the universe was not at all what it shaped up to be.

Rather than being out in the real world, out fighting, saving lives, you were sheltered in your home like goddamn Rapunzel in her dumb tower, except you were a broke college student surviving on nothing but Ramen noodles and probably contaminated coffee.

You were huddled over some stupid textbook, studying god-knows-what for god-knows-how-long. Out of straight up boredom, you would conjure fountains of water that splashed into the opposite hand, then flowing it back into the other hand until you decided enough was enough and boiled it. Your head fell into your hands and you let out a low groan as you remembered the envelope sitting on the arm of the couch to your left.

In big red, bolded letters, “Y/N L/N” was spelled out in the middle of the back of the envelope. The top left was addressed from, of course, the most infamously famous asshole: Mister Reginald Hargreeves himself.

The last time you got a letter from him, it was nearly twenty-five years ago, asking your mother to please hand you over. Thank god she had the sense to not give that psycho what he wants.

In rage that he didn’t get you, Reginald basically released all the information the government had on you about five years ago. So, basically, you couldn’t go anywhere without anybody recognizing you as “water girl.” College was hard enough to get around, so when you went around for jobs? Hellish.

But, somehow, you got by. Until now. Until this letter, which legally forced you to move into the Academy and be scientifically examined by Reginald. He BOUGHT his rights to have you and the rest of the 43.

Except that the rest of the 43, excluding the Academy, were dead. Somehow, each and every one of them were either brutally murdered, didn’t survive past their toddler years, got sick, or killed themselves because of stress.

In three days, you would move out of your college dorm and move into some mansion of sorts, with a family that you had never known. Thank god for the law, or else you’d legally be Reginald’s daughter. That’s the one thing that protected you against this psycho.

So, you decided to abandon the textbook full of useless statistics and facts to pack your suitcase(s). As much as you hated to move, it was refreshing to finally move from the hometown you’d known since you were born.

—•—

Three days couldn’t have gone by any faster, sadly. You were forced to drive to the airport and enter the plane towards the Academy. At least the first class plane was enjoyable.

The flight attendant politely announced that all passengers were near the end of their trip. You ran over the steps in your mind.

According to the letter, some tall, dark-haired man with scars on his face will pick you up and take you to the Academy. You’ll arrive there, and then the future for you is … unknown. Bleak. Terrifying.

Before you could stop it, you were taking you and your carry-on off of the plane. The airport was busy and loud, but it wasn’t exactly difficult to locate a man with scars on his face. Reluctantly, you walked over, and said, “Hi, uh, I’m Y/N L/N?”

The man shook your hand and smiled sympathetically, “Diego. And, I’m sorry for whatever he’s going to do to you.”

“He? Reginald?”

“Yeah. He’s kind of a…” Diego took your luggage and carry-on and helped you take it out to the car, “…classified asshole.”

“So I’ve heard,” you replied. You brushed your hair back into a ponytail. “I don’t mean to be rude, but how would you know him?”

Diego helped you into the car and stepped into the drivers side. He paused for a while. “Well, I mean, my name is Diego Hargreeves. He’s my adopted father, but he doesn’t act anything close to a father.”

“Wait-I’m sorry. I don’t think I put two and two together… so you’re- THE Diego Hargreeves? The super cool knife-bendy guy?” You questioned, struck with awe.

“I would prefer to have a cooler name than ‘super cool knife-bendy guy,’ but yeah, basically. And you’re Y/N? THE water thingy girl, unless I’m in the car with a complete stranger,” he joked.

“I haven’t exactly worked out what my super-special superhero name is, so I’ll take water thingy girl for now.”

“I’m pretty sure Sir Reginald has already given you the cool name. Like, how I’m the Kraken, Luther is Spaceboy, and we’ve got Seánce, and Rumor.”

“Oh god, please don’t tell me it’s something dumb like Spaceboy.”

“I haven’t heard it, but knowing him, it’s gonna be horrid.”

The car ride there was filled with more small introductions and the least traumatic stories of Diego’s childhood.

“Yeah, and then my brother Klaus fell down the stairs wearing my mom’s heels. Broke his jaw and it was wired shut for eight weeks. If I’ve never expressed the favorite two months of my life, then it’s those two glorious months. Oh, and my brother Luther, he…”

This was going to be a wild ride.

tag list :,)

@onceafan-alwaysafan @ratfuckb0y @dora-the-grownup @mrsdiegohargreeves @maniacproffesor @mina175

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fics i probably will never write #2

the umbrella academy au where dan was one of the 43 special babies but his mother refused to give him up when reginald hargreeves tried to bribe her for him, so he grew up with her and her boyfriend (later husband) until they were in an accident when he'd just turned 17.

dan was left alone, as his mum had no family and her husband’s (dan’s dad in all but blood) family never accepted him, so old man hargreeves appeared out of nowhere with an offer he couldn’t refuse: basically to legally adopt him so that dan can join the rest of the gang (at this point they’ve been presented publicly as a superhero team). dan accepts because he doesn’t want to have to go into the system, and while old man hargreeves is weird and suspicious, the other teens seem to be well cared for. hell, worst case scenario he can run away.

there’s also another reason why dan accepts, and that is because he’s desperate to get his power under control, and the old man has publicly alluded to helping the others develop and control their powers, and as supportive as dan’s parents had always been, they hadn’t known how to help him. dan has tried to shut it down, but that never worked, and he’s tried to wield it, with limited success, but maybe the man who’s made it his life mission to develop others’ powers can help him overcome his once and for all.

dan has power over the dead. he can see them, he can speak to them, he can even touch them if he concentrates real hard, but he cannot shut them out. it is often gory and terrifying, and almost always sad and overwhelming, and it has led him to see the world through red tinted glasses as it were. he’s a hopeless pessimist, always seeing the glass half empty, and he was diagnosed with depression at age 13 (though he knows it started earlier).

so dan joins old man hargreeves’ little band of misfits at age 17, full of apprehension and (despite himself) a cautious bit of hope, and it’s weird (completely fucking bizarre, let’s be real), but not bad.

allison is the first to welcome him, a warm friendly smile on her face and answers to all the questions he can come up with while he’s still mostly in shock (there aren’t all that many that first day, but they’ll come with a bit of time, and she keeps answering whenever she can). she’s sweet, and charismatic, and dan is grateful she’s taking the plunge for him, because all of the others seem rattled by dan’s addition to the team (and the family, although dan is pretty sure that’s more a formality than anything real).

luther introduces himself as the leader and he does some passive aggressive posturing that dan would have zero patience for even on a good day, so he mostly ignores him. (it takes him a few weeks to figure out the reason for this was that luther was jealous that allison was being so friendly to him. luther is a disaster, but things go along more smoothly once he realises there’s nothing there other than a budding friendship.)

phil is the only one other than allison that doesn’t look mad or upset that dan’s joining them, just a bit awkward. but he’s every bit as nice as allison, and dan notes every time he makes an effort to make conversation with him or to diffuse uncomfortable silences and the less than welcoming attitude of his siblings, and dan is glad to have him as a buffer when luther awkwardly tries to establish social dominance or when diego makes smartass remarks.

diego is huffy and confrontational, but he’s also incredibly kind when he runs into dan in the middle of that first night when the anxiety rocketed up and prevented him from getting any sleep. dan thinks he’s going to make fun of him, because dan has been here before: antsy and prickly and vulnerable, and struggling to breathe in the midst of an uncaring and cold universe, and whenever blokes who acted like diego had seen him bleed, they’d only strived to drive the knife deeper, and twist. but diego doesn’t. instead, he offers to show him some basic moves dan will be learning in training, nonchalant, as if it’s nothing. diego talks to fill the silence dan still can’t bring himself to breach, haunted by too many spectres, both real and figurative. and it only takes dan a few minutes of careful instruction and gentle conversation for dan to realise diego was not at all what he first thought.

vanya is... different. she’s quiet and unobstrusive. subdued. dan doesn’t quite know what to make of her. he doesn’t pick up on how weird (and fucked up) it is that she’s always excluded from everything on his first day, but when he does, the house dynamics take a slightly more sinister tint to his eyes.

he really tries with her, because he knows what it’s like to be different, to be excluded by peers, to be considered subpar, less than, a freak, and dan knows that look, dan knows that sallow, withdrawn, desperate look in her eyes, he knows the lethargy, and the apathy, and the pain. he knows, intimately, because that’s what he looks like on his bad days, on the days when he wakes up in a hole, when reality doesn’t feel real and all the colour in the world has been sucked out, when no one can’t break through it to reach him, and getting out of bed feels every bit as impossible as it is useless, he knows, and he wouldn’t wish that on anyone.

and so he tries, and he tries, and it’s like trying to run underwater at first, but he’s never felt so accomplished as the first time he makes her laugh, not smile or chuckle but laugh, full and bright and free, and it’s like her face transforms with it. she’s beautiful like that, and dan can’t understand why no one else is trying to bring that out in her, why no one else even seems to notice.

he’d asked allison about it, and it’s one of those times when she doesn’t have an answer for him, but he didn’t mind that because he sees the wheels turning in her head afterwards, he sees her start to pay attention, a cute little frown in her face when vanya is purposefully excluded from activities that don’t even require the use of their powers, and he sees her try to reach out to her sister, and he feels a little better, like he actually made a difference for once, like he did some good. dan is new, is still an outsider (and nevermind that he’s included in the family’s activities more often than vanya herself, who grew up in this house, and how awful is that?), but allison is family, and dan can see how much it means to vanya that she’s trying.

(and why wasn’t vanya trained in physical combat like the rest of them when that has nothing to do with having or using their powers? allison hadn’t had an answer for that one either.)

they don’t talk about five, but there’s a huge portrait of him in the parlour that’s taller than dan, which is saying something.

pogo, despite being the most unusual member of the household, turns out to be the most sensible one of them all, dan himself included.

dan starts training the day after he arrives, which is fine for the first month or so, but then old man hargreeves decides to lock him into his fucking mausoleum (and why the hell does he have a fucking mausoleum on his property, in the middle of the city??) because he’s a fucking lunatic apparently, and dan is so mad he not only has one of the ghosts open the door for him from the outside, but he also offers any of the few dozen spirits lingering there that he’ll lend them his strength so that they can terrorize the bastard. he can only have them interact physically with their surroundings for short bursts of time, and he explains that they’ll have to take turns for this reason, but they seem happy enough with it. it’s not like any living being has been able to see and hear them before, waiting a few days or weeks for the chance to manifest and move things and spook the eccentric millionaire that bought their estate is frankly more than they could have hoped for.

and so, dan declares war. of a sort.

he didn’t tell the old man that he’d freed himself, just went back to his room after a long planning session with the intrigued spirits right there in the garden. reginald was pleasantly surprised when dan turned up for dinner, realising he must have used his power to set himself free.

reginald is a lot less happy when things start to move around unexpectedly in his office, in his bedroom, in his private bathroom, everywhere he goes really (dan’s favourite is matya, the no nonsense old jewish woman that moves reginald’s chair straight from under him so he ends up on the floor. even vanya had cracked a little smile at that.)

in the end, dan ends up building up his stamina and his power gets stronger even as he learns to control it better for mischief-making purposes. before he realises it, he’s spend half a year with the hargreeves, and the odd ensemble had become, if not like a family, then at least familiar. some of them, he’d venture, were even good friends.

first on that list was phil, who turned out to have a wicked sense of humour and a wonderful imagination, as well as being possibly the kindest person dan had ever met in his short but eventful life. he also had the prettiest eyes dan had ever seen. dan had jokingly asked him if they were part of whatever this mutation was that had given them powers, and for the first time dan had seen, phil had laughed at a joke about his powers.

phil’s power was... violent. destructive. eldritch-abominations-levels of terrifying, literally. phil hated it.

phil was the opposite of all of that, he wished he’d been saddled with anyone else’s powers, even dan’s, even after dan had opened up to him about how being surrounded by dead people who more often than not were fixated on their horrible deaths all the time had been so traumatic for him that he’d developed complex PTSD and depression before he even fully understood what those words meant. phil had apologised about saying he’d trade for his powers in a heartbeat, but dan hadn’t been bothered by it, just sad. because he was pretty sure that if phil could have exchanged the power to destroy others for a power that only brought suffering onto himself, he’d have chosen to hurt himself over being in a position where he might hurt others. and dan also felt guilty, because he knew he wouldn’t be that selfless.

#phan au #the umbrella academy au #fics i'll probably never write #under a read more because it got long #am i writing now #not!fic #i had more ideas for this au but who knows #i might continue it i might not

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Season 2, Episode 8 - The Day Ninjago Stood Still

Oh. That’s a perfectly friendly, non-foreboding title that will indicate that in no way shit will hit the fan.

[21:21] I WAS BEING SARCASTIC I’M QUITE NERVOUS TO BE HONEST

[21:20] Opening on Scales’ tail. Hm.

[21:07] and after a good over ten seconds we witness that he’s fucking taken over the Serpentine operation! Well, alright.

[21:00] And he’s also found himself a crown. Alright.

[20:32] Okay, but I guess the Lego-folk in this universe ARE human. I guess that’s fine-ish, I mean, they’re written as basically that aside from the one time the writers sat back and thought “Wait a minute, they can’t play Rock-Paper-Scissors, they don’t have FINGERS”. Well, I mean, the writing works. The story isn’t about the fact that they’re Lego, they’re people who just happen to be represented by Lego. It’s like when kids play with Barbies and make over dramatic plots and such, the Barbie-ness isn’t acknowledged. It’s just what the characters are represented by.

[20:04] And now their nefarious plot is to dump the humans underground.

[19:49] Cut to the ninja training Lloyd. I really like the weird semi-younger-brother/semi-adoptive-son thing going on here. He may be like, what, physically in his late teens but he’s definitely still The Kid Of The Group, though that’s become less of an age thing and more of an experience thing.

[19:35] ~you spin me right round,~

[19:30] Ow.

[19:29] Welp, they’re just going to fall like dominoes.

[19:19] Oh no… his fake trophies… how fucking tragic….

[19:13] fucking COLD

[18:57] Oh. Is that an old photo of (in order in the picture) Misako, Garmadon and Wu? As young adults by the looks of things.

[18:50] Welp, speak of the lady and Misako will come.

[18:15] I feel… really uncomfortable with the potential Misako and Wu relationship. It doesn’t feel right, y’know? (ndjsjdf also fucking…. fucking Hamlet au. that’s my first thought on the topic)

[18:12ish] (Misako to Wu) “I should’ve chosen you.” UMMMM.

[18:03] hahaha what the fuck

[17:47] Welp, the Serpentine’ve moved in.

[17:20] Wait, where did the Falcon (yay birb!) come from? Was it roosting somewhere inside the building offscreen before Zane called it over or?

[17:07] And now we see the Serpentine moving through the tunnels the Devourer presumably created.

[16:52] Oh, it’s new tunnels the Serpentine are making. It’s just that the venom is just… so… so far seeping

[16:28] And cut to Garmadon, who is climbing up a Tall Rock.

[15:33] Is it me, or is a major motif of the series CLOCKS? Or am I dumb for catching on only now?

[15:08-06] Holy shit, some smooth rock-falling transition.

[14:48] (that girl from that one vine voice) oh my god she fucking dead

[14:32] Well, she isn’t actually dead. Let’s save this BG character, then!

[14:02] Cole again is a constant Mood.

[13:46] I’m sorry, YESTERDAY? This shit’s happening over, what, a month or two? Don’t you guys need some downtime?

[13:10] Welp, what’s this button do?

[12:47] Man, the architects of this place really loved their scorpions, huh?

[12:40] huh. That’s a lot of stone warriors.

[12:23] Not only does the venom bring stuff back to life, it restores paint as well!

[11:57] FUCKING DUKE IT OUT FOLKS

[11:31] Welp, you’ve fucked yourselves over, haven’t you?

[10:59] Not just one stone warrior.

[9:43] And fucking stay down, dude

[9:31] Goddammit, we’re going to have to follow Dareth. I didn’t ask for this. Nobody asked for this. I guess the writers couldn’t get any more characters.

[9:02] kick! ass! zane!

[8:49] And Lloyd’s just driven in the tank, guoerhj;rslgksh

[7:59] There’s so much shit happening this feels like a season finale, but don’t we have another… five episodes to burn through? That’s not a good sign.

[7:54] I Fucking Love The Dragon

[7:38] HOLY SHIIIIT THIS KID’S FUCKING POWERFUL

[7:05] Cut to Garmadon and I agree, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT GEAR… THING

[6:55] Okay! I see why clocks are a motif!

[6:26] ...So, we’re doing this, huh.

[6:14] .... oh god.

[5:32] Apparently it’s unwise to take an elevator during an emergency because the eNEMY IS INSIDE OKAY DOES THAT MEAN THEY’VE GOTTEN INTO THE REST OF THE BUILDING AS WELL

[5:06] I literally do not care for Dareth. He could fuck off for all I care.

[4:38] And because of Dareth noT FUCKIng WATCHING WHERE HE’S GOING, Misako’s information is on the chandelier. Fucking NICE JOB, ASSHOLE

[3:54] sEE THIS IS WHY I DON’T LIKE CHARACTERS WHO DON’T DO S H I T IN ANY WAY THAT’S HELPFUL. FUCKING PROPS TO YOU, DARETH. Okay, capslock off, it’s just annoying, alright?

[3:45] So now Misako could die because she’s a squishy civilian researcher! This could have NOT have happened, writers.

[3:36] Oh! Misako’s not so squishy after all.

[3:00] And now Wu’s left behind as well. So that’s fucking dumb.

[2:11] MISAKO’S GOING TO FUCKING DIE OF FALL DAMAGE, FOLKS

[2:08] Wait, no, nevermind

[1:46] WWWAIT. Misako knows Spinjitsu? Isn’t that kind of uncommon? And she’s better at it than Wu! Holy shit!

[1:20] OKAY, SO THESE TWO ARE FULLY PLANNING TO DIE RIGHT HERE. OKAY

[1:10] No, seriously, they expected they would die! That’s kinda dark.

[0:50] Well, the evacuees got out, but what about the rest? People would have to have, y’know, DIED.

[0:36] And now Garmadon’s got that helmet. Tick, tock, baby.

[0:25] jUMP UP, KICK BACK, WHIP AROUND AND SPIIIN-

#ninjago #jaime watches ninjago season 2 #the day ninjago stood still

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smokedstorybara · 5 years

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I’m compiling a list of all my wips w/ summaries here to remind myself what all I should be working on and keep myself accountable - and if y’all wanna yell at me about them please do

(Also be warned there will be some spoilers in here cause I suck at non spoiler-y summaries)

Fanfics:

Dear Evan Hansen:

(Apprentice) Park Ranger Handsome part 16 (doesn’t even have a name yet I’m so sorry)

Evan and Connor’s first date!! They go to the orchard of course, and have more relationship conversation... and a picnic.

Fae Court AU

Prince Connor of the Winter Court falls in love with a human boy and acts on it, despite his parents having Rules against relationships with humans. The consequences are big but Connor and Evan weather them well.

Flash:

Soulmate AU (I’m thinking ‘Dream A Little Dream Of Me’ for series title)

A series of one-shots following the Arrowverse characters - with a bit of a focus on Team Flash and the Legends - as they find love and happiness , with some bumps along the way, in a world where you share dreams with your soulmate. Timeline is spread out from Stein and Clarissa’s first meeting to some point around mid canon.

endgame ships include Barry/Len, Hartley/Cisco, Wally/Jax, Sara/Ava, Nate/Ollie/Felicity/Lisa(it’ll make sense I promise), Iris/Caitlin/Shawna, and more

Role-reversal AU

In a world where Barry was kept strictly away from the file on his mother’s murder after he becomes a CSI he grows resentful and distrusting of law-enforcement and a little quicker to recognize that he can’t entirely fix the issues with the police from the inside. So when he wakes from a nine month coma with super speed his first thought is how much he can shove the police’s faces in the fact that the system isn’t perfect and needs to change... he becomes the world’s fastest thief - unbeatable. At least until he goes after a certain diamond at the same time as one Leonard Snart, who walks away from the encounter looking to the world like a hero and gets a sweet taste of positive press that he’s not all that eager to give up.

Harry Potter crossover

Snart and Rory go “backpacking across Europe” on a ridiculous challenge to steal one thing in each country. Their last stop is in England and they’ve set their sights on a suburb in Surrey... which leads them to noticing the treatment of the young nephew of their potential target. Being survivors of abuse themselves they decide to remove him from that environment... along with all of Vernon Dursley’s valuables. Raising a kid is hard, raising a magical kid while maintaining positions as master thieves? ...piece of cake...

Check Please:

Moving On

When Jack and Bitty go through a messy breakup their friends are torn and Bitty is uncertain about what to do, especially when he has to go back to Georgia - where he’s firmly in the closet - for summer break. He can’t talk to his family or his friends about all his conflicting feelings about what happened, so he somehow finds himself corresponding with the one person who he knows would understand - Jack’s other ex, Kent Parson. He also finds himself growing closer to the previous year’s freshmen on his college hockey team and the team’s new manager - especially when summer ends and they’re all handling the situation better than the rest of his friends - ie: behaving like nothing happened except that they’re immediately down to fight Jack at a moment’s notice.

The Umbrella Academy:

Ghost Dave (that’s what it’s called in my google docs but it’s definitely not gonna be the title of the final product)

Dave Katz has been haunting the surviving members of his unit for a couple decades when the story about the 43 women comes on the news; a story Dave had heard plenty about before he died from his lover, Klaus Hargreeves. In whose tellings of it he was one of the children born that day. He also had claimed a few times to be from the future so Dave was fairly willing to take this as proof he was telling the truth. Immediately Dave seeks out Reginald Hargreeves and the 7 of the children he adopted. Over the next 29 years Dave follows the young Klaus around, giving him advice and unconditional friendship and protection from the other ghosts the poor kid could see.

Circle Of Magic crossover

When Tris finds herself dropping out of some kind of portal in a strange land it doesn’t take her long to figure out that some mage had decided to get rid of her - and possibly her siblings - by banishing her to another world, one with advanced technology but not much by way of magic - if one didn’t count the six super-powered siblings she appeared in the middle of. At the same time, but also not, Tris’s adopted sister Sandry wound up smack dab in the center of a group calling themself The Commission who’re very interested in adding her to their ranks, she joins up but maintains suspicion. Daja, the third sister, follows a pair of assassins. And their one brother, Briar, falls into the Vietnam War alongside one freshly tortured Klaus Hargreeves. They all find their way back together eventually - with much fewer casualties than if they hadn’t been there

Harry Potter crossover 1

When an eighteen-year-old Klaus Hargreeves gets bored of being lookout on a mission in London and wanders into the bar across the street he isn’t expecting to find a best friend, but that’s exactly what happens. Lily Evans is a couple months into a break-up and still tired of her ex and his idiocy, especially after his most recent letter - a pile of stupid big enough to send her straight to her local bar. The two hit it off instantly via complaining about anything and everything and egging each other into doing the most ridiculous but fun things. Their night of fun turns sour when Klaus finds out his brother Ben died during the mission and at least one of his siblings blame him. Lily takes the broken boy back to her flat and let’s him stay with her until his visa to stay in England runs out. Thirteen years later the apocalypse is interrupted by a tired ex-professor bringing life changing news - Lily was pregnant when Klaus left England(they’d slept together a handful of times but were never more than friends with benefits), also Lily and her husband(the idiot ex who apologized and changed his behavior, Klaus was at their wedding) are dead and Klaus and Lily’s son was placed with his aunt Petunia(who Klaus has met and knows the boy never should’ve been put with) because only five people besides Lily and James knew who Harry’s father really was and the only one capable of doing anything about it had to find the wandering junkie first. Klaus handles all this about as well as a powerful veteran with a traumatic childhood can - fighting tooth and nail for custody and then raising the boy the best he can with help from his siblings and robot mom and shoving his son’s happiness and safety in the faces of everyone who did the boy wrong

Harry Potter crossover 2

Not long after the war ends Harry finds that he can’t stand staying in magical Britain any longer, so he takes his godson and moves to America. Six years later one of the kids who live across the street sneaks out his window, wearing only pjs despite the heavy snow. Harry finds himself staying up waiting for the boy to return to their street and making some hot cocoa - which he offers to the boy as soon as he sees him. It quickly becomes a Thing(tm); Klaus will sneak out his window in the middle of the night, go for a walk, and eventually wind up having hot cocoa in Harry’s kitchen. They form a strange friendship, one where Klaus has someone he knows he can go to when everything becomes too much - even if that means crawling through Harry’s window, collapsing on his floor in tears, and falling asleep on his couch, waking up just in time to get home before his absence is noticed. Three more years have passed when Harry and Teddy are idly watching tv and Harry sees a very familiar face as Reginald Hargreeves introduces ‘the inaugural class of the Umbrella Academy.’ When Klaus comes over that night Harry asks how much choice Hargreeves gave him and his siblings in their ‘heroics’. After some thought Klaus remembers how his brother Ben hadn’t wanted anything to do with what happened at the bank but was made to participate anyway. He answers honestly: they weren’t really given any. Thus begins Harry’s campaign to get custody for the kids from Hargreeves.

Original Works:

Four Elements Universe(a collection of stories set along one timeline - very far apart and with no overarching plot, just a shared world):

Sisa:

A secluded young king sneaks out of his castle and gets a job under a false identity in hope for friendship, then gives everything up to help his new friends and the rest of his people when he realizes the extent of his adviser’s corruption. Around the same time, a teenage master thief is hired to steal a specific box from the castle - and then to help another thief break her friend out of the castle dungeon - and uncovers several major secrets that might just change the fate of the kingdom.

Kings:

Bandit King Vakhtang’s life is irrevocably changed when he agrees to lend his men to a rebellion for a hefty amount of gold. Over time he finds himself growing fond of the boy prophesied to be the next king and learning just as much from his new employer about letting himself care and open up as he’s teaching the boy how to protect himself. (His best friend and lover is very proud of this growth and kinda wants to adopt the kid)

The Completely Unrelated Adventures Of Four People Who Had Nothing To Do With Each Other Beforehand:

Four teenagers in rural Texas follow a cipher they found in an old tome and discover that all four of them have magical abilities, and that their town may not be as average as they’d believed. As they delve deeper in this new world they uncover two different secret organizations and find themselves caught in the middle of a dangerous conflict over a powerful artifact - that may or may not be the kid sister of one of them.

Mythicals:

Six kids around the world each find objects - artifacts - that grant them magical transformations and abilities. Seven years later all six of them end up at the same prestigious performing arts school in New York. When they discover that they all have these artifacts and powers - and that New York and possibly the world is in danger - they team up to protect everyone else, and quickly become close friends. Though one of them has a secret that could drastically change how the others view them... and possibly risk the fate of the human race.

Eternity And Forever(this one does have an overarching plot):

Eternity Of Forever:

Back in the early years of humanity a young man goes up a mountain for his Trials of Adulthood - a series of three trials set to test a person on the traits of whichever three gods they’ve been assigned to serve - unfortunately for this boy he’s been chosen for the gods of empathy, loyalty, and love... three traits that do not come easily to him. In his desperation to pass his trials he cheats the system and gets caught. As punishment he’s cursed to live forever just on the cusp of adulthood but never reaching it, the only way to break his curse is to prove - with no possibility of dishonesty - that he’s capable of the three traits. Over the next few millennia he gets caught up in a war for the fate of all life on earth, and also somewhat adopts a maybe-alien and falls in love with a time traveler.

Throughout Eternity:

At some unknown point in the future all that’s left of the human race is a refugee colony on an island floating above the desolate remains of our planet. It’s into this that Quinton is born. But when it’s discovered that he can travel through time with just a thought he’s trained for a very important mission: to go back in time and stop the apocalypse. Shortly into his mission he meets an immortal teenager who claims to have met Quinton’s future self and who offers to help, telling him that first thing he should do is gather a team to help him - he even provides names and years. This little team becomes like a second family to Quinton, especially the pretend-aloof immortal.

Forever And After:

After the death of the closest thing he ever had to a father, Slythus finds himself applying to the superhero school the immortal had founded - despite knowing that even if he were accepted into the student body he’d never be accepted by the student body. Somehow he manages to get in... and even more impossible; manages to make friends. But even as he learns how to be good, his past is lurking on the edges of his new life and quickly becoming impossible to ignore - figuratively and literally.

Shadow Warriors:

After the dragon Svartr gets cursed protecting a village from invaders they offer their children to be trained by him - to take care of him as his condition worsens. Those selected and taught by him become known as the Shadow Warriors. Alexir was born several generations after the tradition began of sending every twelve-year-old up Svartr’s mountain for the selection and she never expected to be chosen, being much more focused on intellectual growth than physical, so when it happens it comes as a bit of a shock. She struggles to keep up with her peers in most of the lessons but refuses to give in, pushing herself to reach their level while also learning the complexities of friendship from them all.

Consequences(originally titled ‘Consequences of War’ until I realized it’s more about just consequences for actions in general - like: don’t piss off the powerful magical Being hiding out in the abandoned building):

After deliberately pissing off what they believed to be a ghost - or a false rumor more likely - a college aged idiot ends up being banished into a strange world... with a distinct change in biology(mostly in the area of hormones and primary sex characteristics). As they travel this new world in search of a way home - and back into their original form - they learn new things about themself and make interesting new friends. They find themself questioning whether they actually want their ‘old body’ back and then, when they begin to fall in love, whether they really want to return to their old world.

#sorry the lengths of the summaries are so inconsistent in the fanfics #(A)PRH #four elements universe #sisa #kings #tcua #mythicals #eaf #shadow warriors #Consequences of War #that's all the tags I have so far for these wips so check them out if you wanna know more #literally only one of the fanfics has a tag sdkjfhluejifsd #I should post more about the fanfics I'm working on I guess

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