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second chances ~ ben hargreeves;the umbrella academy

word count: 2291

request?: yes!

“i would like a imagine ( can be smut or fluff whatever ) with Ben Hargreaves from The Umbrella academy please <3 love your writing”

“Hi! I looove your writing and wanted to know if you could write a Ben Hargreeves x reader. TW: talk of suicide

You weren’t adopted bc your parents wanted you, but they moved close by and let you be trained. Ben was your one true love, and when he dies you just become numb, barely interacting with the academy and when they all split, you leave with your best friend Klaus. Despite your suspicions Klaus keeps saying he can’t see Ben. One night on the anniversary of his death, you don’t know what overcame you, you just felt like you couldn’t do it anymore, you just sat there and we’re wondering how bad it would be if you died. Ben of course is watching over you and sees the shift in you, he warns Klaus before you can do it, and Klaus comes and sits with you and lets you talk to Ben. You can literally take complete reign, I know I said too much but something along those lines!! Thank you!!!”

description: in which klaus uses his power to help the two of them have a second chance

pairing: ben hargreeves x female!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of death, mentions of suicide, mentions of alcoholism

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I sat on my bed, staring at the calendar on the wall. I didn’t need a marker to remember this date. I’d never forget it as long as I lived, despite how hard I tried.

It was the day I lost the love of my life.

I could still remember it like it happened yesterday. We were still kids, barley even 18. We were fighting dangerous criminals nearly every day. I had no idea how my parents ever let me join the Umbrella Academy, or how they let me stay a part of it once Hargreeves started forcing us to fight crime. One of us was bound to get seriously injured or worse.

And unfortunately, that one was Ben.

I never saw what happened to him, but I remembered seeing the looks of horror on his siblings faces. And I certainly remembered cradle his dead body as I sobbed over it for what felt like hours.

That was five years ago. I thought the pain would get easier. You know, time heals all wounds and whatnot. But I couldn’t be more wrong. In the years following Ben’s passing I never forgot him, I just grew to miss him more. Whenever I thought things were getting okay, I’d remember him again and I’d be set back to square one.

Like many who deal with trauma, I fell into unhealth coping mechanisms. Namely alcohol. It didn’t help that Klaus fell into the same unhealth patterns after we ran away from the Academy together and we ended up just being enablers for one another.

At least he went to rehab. Repeatedly. Numerous times a month.

Now it was yet another anniversary. Another year, another 365 days around the sun, without Ben.

Things weren’t getting any better, so I decided maybe it was time to bring things to an end.

I had a bottle of wine on my bedside table and a bottle of pills I had taken from Klaus next to it. He wouldn’t even notice they were gone until it was too late. I didn’t even think he was home to stop me.

I looked over at the calendar again, taking everything in one last time.

“I’ll see you soon, my love.”

~~~~~~

Ben’s POV

I watched as (Y/N) paced her bedroom. I couldn’t stop looking at the bottle on her nightstand. I knew (Y/N) had been struggling since my death. I had been watching over her all this time, wishing I could reach out and hold her every time she cried or to tell her she’d be okay soon.

I knew she was struggling, but I didn’t know it was this bad.

I was reluctant to leave her, but I knew there was no way I could stop her on my own. I had to hope my brother wasn’t too high to help.

Klaus was passed out on his bed, and I had no remorse in leaning down into his ear and yelling, “Klaus!”

He jumped awake, nearly falling out of his bed. “What? What?!” He looked up at me and groaned, laying back down and covering his head with a pillow. “Leave me alone.”

“Klaus, you have to get up and go stop (Y/N) from killing herself.”

This got his attention. He quickly sat up and looked at me in shock. “What? She’s...she’s gonna do what?”

“Klaus, I’m begging you, give me the reigns. I need to talk to her. I think it’ll help with closure or something. I can’t watch her suffer anymore, and I cannot let her do this to herself.”

I don’t know why Klaus wouldn’t let me talk to (Y/N). For the first year after I died, (Y/N) would beg Klaus to look for me or to talk to me for her, but he kept telling her he couldn’t Eventually, she stopped asking, but she always suspected that Klaus was lying.

I knew I was better off talking to a wall than to ask that of Klaus, but I was desperate. I couldn’t let (Y/N) kill herself. She had so much life ahead of her. A life without me whether she wanted to accept that or not.

To my surprise, Klaus threw the covers off of himself and threw his feet over the edge of his bed, facing me.

“Fine,” he said. “But just this once for (Y/N)’s sake.”

In an instant, I had jumped into Klaus’s body and took full control.

It was hard to get used to being in a living body again, especially one that wasn’t my own. It was like I knew I wasn’t myself, but at the same time I felt completely like myself - completely in control. I worried a little that I may get trapped in here or mine and Klaus’s subconsciousness would combine or something.

But that was the last of my concerns right now.

I quickly stood from Klaus’s bed and rushed to (Y/N)’s room. I was prepared to break the door down in order to get into her room, but luckily she left it unlocked.

I threw the door open, catching her with a handful of pills in her hand.

~~~~~~

(Y/N)’s POV

I jumped at the sudden appearance of Klaus in my doorway, causing the pills in my hand to fall to the floor and scatter everywhere. I felt a tinge of annoyance followed by some embarrassment at being caught.

“God, Klaus, you ever heard of knocking?” I snapped.

“(Y/N), you can’t kill yourself,” he told me.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Fine, I won’t. Now get out, I gotta clean up this mess.”

“I’m serious. You can’t do that to yourself. I know you’ve been struggling these past few years - ”

I chuckled, humorlessly. “Right, you’ve really noticed my struggles when we’ve both been blackout drunk or high out of our minds 24 hours a day. Listen, you’re just as fucked up as I am, Klaus. I don’t want to hear it right now. If you’re afraid of losing me because you won’t have a friend anymore, just stop doing drugs and my ghost will come back to see you. Simple as that.”

“(Y/N), I’m not talking to you as Klaus right now. I’m talking to you as Ben.”

Hearing his name made my whole body freeze. I felt like I couldn’t move from my spot. Klaus must’ve taken my silence as me believing him or something, because he continued to speak.

“I’ve been watching over you for years. I wish I could’ve contacted you before, I really tried, but with Klaus being so high all the time it was hard to get through to him, which made it hard to get through to you. But I’ve never left you, I promise. I’ve been with you all this time. You can’t kill yourself to be with me again, you have so much life ahead of you - ”

I finally snapped out of my trance as anger took over my body. I stomped across the room, reaching for Klaus.

“Get the fuck out of my room!”

My hands touched his shoulders and I started to shove him out of my room. He quickly reached up to try and pry my hands off of him, and the moment his hands touched mine something insane happened.

I was no longer looking at Klaus’s face, but rather at the one face I had been missing for five years.

Ben.

I shouldn’t have been so shocked. I mean, I was born to a couple who had not been pregnant when the day began and I grew up with superpowers, living just next door to seven other children who were also born that day and also developed superpowers. At this point in my life, anything could’ve happened.

But I just felt like I couldn’t believe my eyes. I yelped and jumped back, Ben’s face switching back to Klaus’s again.

“Ben?” I said, reaching out to gently touch Klaus’s face this time. When my skin made contact with his, his face changed again. “Oh my God. It really is you.”

“I told you,” he said, a cocky smile forming on his face. He even sounds like Ben!

I took his hands in mine, afraid that if I let go of him he would turn back into Klaus again. I led him towards my bed and we both sat down.

“So, you really have been around all this time,” I said.

Ben nodded. “From the moment I died and became a ghost, I was watching over you.”

“Only me? What about your siblings? Besides Klaus.”

Ben shook his head. “They didn’t need me the way you did.”

I could feel a lump forming in my throat and I tried to push it down, but it was hard. I knew this time I had with Ben would be fleeting and once he was gone, I would be alone again. Like always, back to square one.

I didn’t realize I had started to cry until Ben reached out and wiped a tear from my face.

“I’m sorry I left you,” he said, his voice soft.

I shook my head. “It’s not your fault. It’s not like any of us wanted to be out there fighting crime as kids.”

“Yeah, you have a point.”

“I just wish...” I trailed off, now knowing how to say what was on my mind.

“You just wish?” Ben prompted.

“I just wish that...that I could’ve done something to save you,” I admitted. “That I wasn’t distracted and I saw that you were being attacked. I could’ve done...something.”

“There’s nothing you could’ve done, (Y/N). Luther tried and he’s arguably the strongest out of all of us. You can’t live with the what ifs, and you can’t blame yourself for something you had no control over.”

I sniffled, the tears now steadily streaming down my face. “I know...I just wish you were still here.”

Ben wrapped me in his arms and I buried my face in his chest. He ran a hand through my hair, soothingly, as I sat there and sobbed.

In that moment, I could’ve been convinced that my suicide attempt had actually worked. That Klaus/Ben running in to save me was actually me being reunited with Ben again and saying goodbye to Klaus in the living world. I thought maybe I wasn’t meant to remember my death, but rather I would just naturally move to the afterlife.

“You have a long life ahead of you, (Y/N),” Ben whispered into my hair. “One without me. One where you’ll find someone else and you’ll grow old with that person. You’ll have a family and the life that you always dreamed of. And then, one day, we will meet again. But not now. Now isn’t your time.”

I moved away from the wet spot I had made on his shirt to look up at him. “But why can’t it be my time?”

Ben cupped my face in his hands. “It’s just not, my love. I know you want to be with me again, but I don’t want it to be like this.”

I sighed and rested my forehead against his. “I can’t promise I’ll be able to move on very quickly. I have five years of pain and unhealthy coping mechanisms I have to get out of my system first.”

“Then you can start there and take your time to get better,” he said. “When the time is right, you’ll know it. Until then, all I can ask is for you to please keep pushing. I know it’s hard. I wish I could take that pain away, but you have to do that on your own. And I know you can do that.”

He leaned forward and kissed me. I tried to savor the moment as much as I could. I’d never feel his lips on mine again after this moment, so it was hard to pull back and let him go. But I had to eventually. I didn’t know how long Ben could be in Klaus’s body, and the last thing I needed was to end up kissing Klaus and not getting my proper ending with Ben.

“I love you so much,” he whispered against my lips.

“I love you, too.”

“Take care of yourself, my love. And take care of Klaus, too. You both need each other.”

I nodded. “I will. I promise.”

He took hold of my hands again, giving them a brief squeeze. I could see the hesitance in his face to leave, and I knew he needed a nudge in order to go. So, reluctantly, I told him, “You can go now. I’ll be okay.”

He nodded, tears forming in the corner of his eyes as well.

And, just like that, Ben’s face shifted back to Klaus’s and he was gone.

It took Klaus a moment to fully come back to reality. He was still holding my hands, which I was fine with. I had a feeling he needed some comfort after having his body taken over by his dead brother.

“You okay?” I asked when he finally seemed to be himself again.

“I should be asking you that,” he said, his eyes shifting to the wine bottle on my nightstand and the pills on my floor. “Are you okay, (Y/N)?”

“I will be,” I said. “But I think it’s time we get help, Klaus. Like actual sobriety and maybe some therapy.”

Klaus nodded. “Yeah, I think you’re right, (Y/N). We’ll start by getting rid of this shit in your room.”

Together, we dumped out my wine and flushed his pills. It was a small first step, but it was the first step to the recovery we needed.

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— beautiful secret • justin h min

paring: husband! Justin h min x BuzzFeed producer! wife

summary: it's about time that Justin introduces his wife to the world

warning: fluff

some months ago

"I know, baby. I miss you too. I'll be home in a few hours, and I'll cuddle you as many times as you want," Justin spoke into the phone, a bright smile adorning his lips.

Emmy, David and Ritu standing at a distance, staring at Justin.

Emmy scoffed at his stupidness. "Yeah David, when you talk to your mom you blush bright red like Justin is, right?" She smiled sarcastically, making Ritu snicker.

"Who do you reckon he's talking to?" Ritu whispered.

"Prolly his mom?" David answered or more like questioned.

After Justin put down his phone, the three hoped infront of him like excited kids do when free candies are distributed. Justin looked at them, smiling. "What?"

David nudged Ritu signalling her to begin. "We weren't like spying on you or something but..." She drifted, looking away from him.

Emmy sighed taking over. "We saw you talking in the phone and blushing. So aren't you gonna tell us?" Justin looked genuinely confused. "Tell you what exactly?".

"About your girlfriend man! Don't act shy now", David hit him on the shoulder playfully.

Justin immediately looked down after hearing their question.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about."

Ritu smirked. "Oh you do honey. It's about time we find out your secret."

Justin chuckled getting up from his chair. "You'll find out my secret of there's a secret," he told them walking away leaving the trio standing there looking, staring at his back.

"Just you wait and see Justin," Emmy stated smiling, placing her hands over her chest.

"Yeah you wait and see, dude!" David copied Emmy. Ritu did the same, placing her hands over her chest and saying, "You wait and see Mr. Secretive Korean Guy," making the rest laugh.

•••

Emmy, David and Justin sat there patiently as the crew arranged everything for their interview.

The stars were talking among themselves only Justin sat there quietly fidgeting with the thin golden band on his right pointer finger, smiling at it fondly.

David was sitting beside him and took a notice of Justin's actions. "Whatcha doin'?"

David's question pulled Justin out of his trance and into reality. "Huh? What?" Justin asked confused.

"I asked what you doing. Hey, you alright man? You zone out more frequently than normal. I've noticed from the last few months." David stared at him genuinely worried aboht his friend. " All good at home?"

"Yeah yeah. Everything's fine. All is good," Justin smiled.

Emmy bent forward from her chair and instantly noticed the golden ring.

"What's that ring for? Looks good," she complimented.

Emmy's statement made Justin look back down at his pointer finger and smiled yet again. "It's from...someone...", He drifted, avoiding eye contact with any of the two.

David and Emmy eyed him suspiciously

present day

"Oh it's going to be so hard to pay any attention to the tweets when you'll be standing there infront of me," Justin said as he hugged you tightly.

"Okay okay Mr. Loverman. Now go before anyone sees us," you laughed pushing your husband away from the embrace, making Justin stare at you dramatically.

"I didn't know you hated my hugs!" He gasped.

You giggled pecking him on both the cheeks. "You know that's not what I meant. If our pictures are getting clicked right now, your fans will go batshit crazy as to who the secret woman is. And I don't want you to face any troubles because of me."

Without a word, Justin pulled you in for a sweet kiss, taking as much time as he could to savour this moment.

"My sweet wife," he kissed you once more. "God, I love you, Y/n!"

You smiled brightly. "and me you. Now go!" You finally pushed him away from you and walked the other direction into the studio.

You entered the studio sometime after Justin got in as to not cause any suspicion. You saw Justin sitting beside Emmy and smiled at him sneakily. He too smiled back although not so sneakily cause Emmy looked at him like he was crazy.

You snickered, taking your position behind the camera.

"Hi I'm Emmy Raver-Lampman — and I'm Justin H Min — and we're here with BuzzFeed to answer some thirst tweets." With that, the interview began.

All was going well. Some tweets made you giggle quietly and others made you believe all fans are crazy.

"'I bet Justin H Min's girlfriend is as gorgeous as he is'" Emmy read out. "Yeah I too think that. Although me and the rest of the cast haven't figured who it is, yet, but we'll do pretty soon."

Justin stared at you across the room. "Wait," he got up from his seat and walked towards you.

"Ready?" He whispered in your ear when he reached you. You nodded knowing how this will go.

Justin gently pulled you along him and made you stand there in front of the camera. Emmy stood up too.

"We've been hiding for quite sometime now and I, we, think it's time to finally tell the world," he glanced at you for the last time and when you slightly nodded, he spoke again. "This is Y/n L/n, my darling wife."

The news made the entire studio gasp.

Emmy got out of her trance and immediately hugged you. "Oh my god! I'm so happy for you both!" She jumped with excitement.

The filming resumed again after a break.

After the interview, you, Emmy and Justin went to a nearby café to chat.

"I'm not sure, but have I seen you before, Y/n?" Emmy asked sipping her beverage.

Justin smiled, lacing his hand with yours on the table.

You smiled. "Maybe you've seen me the last time you guys did and interview with BuzzFeed? I'm one of it's producers."

"That's how we met. Now nearly three years ago," Justin brought your hands to his lips and kissed it softly.

Emmy stared at the two of you in awe. "You guys are really cute."

Justin and you smiled, looking at each other.

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evermore | ben hargreeves x fem!reader

Y/N grew up knowing that happily ever after only exists in fairytales, until Ben makes her realize it was not.

notes: 8/9 of my 100 followers celebration! mentions of abuse and neglect. i imagine this one for umbrella!ben. au where ben doesn’t die and five doesn’t disapppear.

this pain wouldn’t be for evermore.

When Y/N was a child, she knew that she wasn’t deserving of love.

She was different from her siblings and father. They didn’t have powers, but she did. And this made her weird and not like them.

And to make matters worse, Y/N believed that she was the reason why their mother died. She died a few months after giving birth to Y/N. Though her siblings and father would never tell her this, her mother loved more than she ever loved them. She was every adamant to not sell her away when Reginald Hargreeves came knocking on their door, even when they desperately needed the money.

Her family resented her so much. They made her their maid. She cleaned, cooked, did laundry, maintained the garden, and etc. She took care of everyone in that house even when nobody took care of her.

Though, maintaining the household was not a problem for her. Since she had help. She had the ability of talking to animals. She was able to persuade them into doing what she needed them to do. She is able to talk to said animals, just to chat and talk about families as if they had been friends for decades. And that is the main reason why she never she never felt alone in this cruel world.

♡ ♡ ♡

Y/N was on her way to the market when she saw a bunch of kids who were dressed in uniforms with someone who looks like their mother.

She tried to mind her own business, buying her family’s needs and wants and trying to budget everything, she saw two boys running around, chasing one another. She slightly smiled while looking at them, feeling slightly jealous that they were able to enjoy life and just be teenagers.

She was looking to buy some lettuce when one of the boys bumped into her.

“I’m sorry! I did not see you there.”

“It’s alright, no harm done,” Y/N replied, smiling at the boy.

“I’m Klaus,” he said smiling at her, and he pointed to the other boy, “and that’s Ben.”

Y/N looked the other boy, who hasn’t said a word to her, smiling at him as well, “Nice to me you both. I need to go ahead now,” she said before going away.

“Wait!” Klaus shouted after her.

Y/N did not stop and instead walked faster. She went to the checkout lane and quickly paid for the items.

She rushed home and saw her sister waiting for her, arms crossed.

“You’re late. You’re supposed to be home five minutes ago.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I got caught up in the market.”

“You know the consequences, Y/N. No dinner for today. Go do the laundry,” her father suddenly interjected.

“Yes, Sir.”

Y/N rushed to the laundry room as she tried to breathe in and out, trying to settle her feelings down. She doesn’t want to cry. Not now, not ever. If happy endings exist in this life, she wasn’t deserving of it.

♡ ♡ ♡

Later that night, Y/N went outside to just breathe. She went to the park really hungry, seeing as they did not allow her to have dinner.

She sat on one of the benches and saw duck and as well as ducklings trying to cross the park.

“And where are you going, dearest? Do you need help?” Y/N asked to the mother duck.

The duck quacked and Y/N understood. She crouched down and opened her arms, as the ducks stepped in.

Little did she know a group of seven siblings were watching her.

♡ ♡ ♡

Two and a half years later, Y/N stood by her apartment window, looking at the sunrise.

The seven siblings did manage to track her down and they learned of her conditions. They managed to help her escape from the horrid household that she was in.

Those two years passed by quickly and not without any new relationships formed.

Y/N became best friends with Klaus and Allison. Frequently going out with the two of them.

Vanya was still shy around Y/N as if it was the first time they met. Diego and Luther were still indifferent. And Five was still insulting Y/N as the day they met.

However, with Ben, it was different.

She developed something more with Ben. The two developed a romantic type of relationship, different from what she had from the others.

Ben showed her so much love at first that Y/N felt weird at first. She never felt so much love and as well acceptance from the people around her.

“Hey, you’re already awake? It’s so early.”

Y/N turned around and saw Ben walking towards her as he wrapped his arms around her. Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder as he placed a kiss on her temple.

“Well, you’re already awake, Ben. So you can’t really blame me.”

“I woke up because you weren’t in bed anymore.”

Y/N laughed as the two remained near the window, staring at the sun that was rising.

“You know I love you right?” Ben began.

“I know. I love you too, by the way,” Y/N said, looking at him.

If you told Y/N that she was to be with the love of her life a few years back, she would have never believed you. However, things have their way of working themselves out, and this time, it was for the better.

♡ ♡ ♡

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In Another Life - Sparrow! Ben x Reader

A/N: I haven't wrote fanfics/oneshots in so long lmao but I am way too attracted to Sparrow Ben so i have to. Though please forgive me if the style is weird since I used to write on Wattpad a lot so Tumblr format is still something I’m trying to learn lol so bare with me pls and ty and hope you like my writing!

P.S : Let me know if you want a part 2 for the morning after because I thought about it but I don’t seem to have any ideas on how to turn ideas into words lol

Pairing : Sparrow! Ben x Reader (female pronouns)

Word Count : 2500+ (I’m too lazy to separate it into 3 parts so I apologize)

Warning: nothing special, a make out scene, mentions of death

Y/N has the ability of intangibility, it allows her to phase through physical matter. With Y/N’s ability, she was the only one able to survive the first apocalypse. 15 year old Five found her and they spent other 30 years together before Y/N died due to sickness; meaning that Five had lived a whole life with Y/N, only to go back in time and face the Y/N who lived in the present, a week before the apocalypse strike. Five would sometimes tell her stories of them together in the apocalypse and Y/N would just be a good listener and listen along.

You never asked for much in life.

Growing up, you learned not to ask for much given the background of your family. The most that you asked for was for your siblings to stay together as a family, and to have the chance to grow old with the love of your life, Ben.

It’s funny how you didn’t get neither.

With the disappearance of your second favourite sibling, Five then the death of your boyfriend, your family just stopped giving a shit. Missions stopped mattering, people grew more distant and it was everyone for themselves. Your siblings left the house one by one, and eventually you did as well.

There were times where you would try to meet up with your siblings after your departure, doing your best to still connect with them.

Especially Klaus when he was out of rehab, you always tried to meet up with him. You would always ask him if Ben’s with us, asking him questions about Ben and trying to see if Ben said anything back, but Klaus’ answers were always a slurry of nos, along with side comments about anything unrelated.

Eventually you realized that Klaus only really agreed to meet up with you because he needed money from you for more drugs and alcohol, and you stopped trying with your hopeless brother.

Without your brother’s ‘help’ to pass on words from the dead, you eventually gave up. Perhaps that was better for the both of you, as you two were never meant to be.

-

Life is a cruel mistress as one would say.

After saving the world twice, you really thought that for once in your life, you would be rewarded for the good deeds you had done. Instead, you had to hear your sister tell you that Ben had finally passed on, and that he would love you for the rest of his eternity.

It was heartbreaking that those were his last words to you.

And yet here he is, standing in front of you alive and breathing.

God, if you weren’t in shock, you would’ve socked this man in the jaw for toying with your emotions like that.

“Dad, who the hell are these assholes?” Ben asked Reginald. His eyes scanned the group of the Umbrella siblings before his eyes stopped at you, who was standing at the back of the group, already staring at him with a shocked expression.

“ Y/N?”

His voice brought back a sense of nostalgia, like how your Ben used to whisper your name when you cuddled in his bed, or how your Ben would call out your name with a sense of playful annoyance when you teased him; but he’s not here anymore and this is not your Ben, shown by the roughness of his voice.

His other siblings all stared at you from the second floor railing in shock, surprised that you're alive and siding with the enemy.

Ben froze up, and Marcus stepped in as Number One to take control of the situation. After Klaus’ sad attempt to hug Ben along with the many insults and taunts being thrown to each other, a fight broke out between the two groups (and sadly it wasn't a dance battle).

After fighting some of the Sparrow siblings, somehow you ended up in front of Ben. You both stared at each other in a stand off, you could see the conflicted emotions that swarmed behind his eyes. Hell, maybe he could see yours as well.

Both of you felt reluctant to fight one another yet with a sense of suppressed anger, both of your burning stares slowly toughened. You both stood in front of each other, strangers to one another.

You were the first to swing at him, breaking the tension between you both. Your fist collided with his cheek, his upper body turned to the side with the force. Clutching his slowly bruising cheek, he looked back at you hurt or maybe betrayed? You didn’t care as your own mind was clouded with anger. There was a small pause in both of your movements before his eyes hardening, and he lunged at you.

A tentacle sprung out of his chest, wrapping itself around your wrist. Though it was weird, you missed the weird slimy yet smooth texture of his tentacles. You phased your hand through the tentacle sending a chill down Ben’s spine, as he felt the coldness of your ghostly wrist pass through him. You both fought fiercely, attacking and dodging.

Perhaps the held back emotions you both had finally found a healthy release.

You retreated after seeing your siblings’ defeat, with Marcus’ threat and Ben’s lingering stare on you.

You wished to never see him again.

You hoped that you would never have reopen that closed wound again.

———

The second time you met him was when you went out for a jog with your dumb yet lovable brother, Luther.

Your brother, lost in his own world next to you as you both jogged with the same pace.

Slowly, you felt a presence around you, or above you? Your head snapped up, spotting a few ravens flying as they landed on lamp post and park benches around you, they all stared and observed you. Sensing the danger around you, you tugged on your brother’s shirt as you picked up your pace from a jog to a sprint. The ravens swooped and flew towards you two, they cawed loudly as Luther let out a yelp and turned around, running away from you as the birds chased after him.

Seeing the birds and Christopher, the floating box followed your brother, your sprint slowed as you stared at your brother’s retreating form, trying to catch your breath.

Then suddenly, a sharp pain at the back of your head and darkness.

Ben reached out to grab you before your body hit the floor. His glance softened at your unconscious figure and lifted your body in his arms. His siblings, Fei and Sloane watched him with unspoken pity, knowing how much you their Y/N meant to him before her death.

“ Make sure to catch that big oaf.” He ordered as he turned around, making his way back to the Sparrow Academy with you passed out in his arms.

-

You blinked away the blurriness as you sat up in an unfamiliar room.

The walls were filled with photos and as you slowly walked towards them to observe them, you can see that they are mostly of you and Ben.

The you in the photos looked different, a lot kinder and more gentle, she smiled a lot bright and so did Ben. Photos of you two on a picnic, napping together, sneaked photos of one another, or photos where either of you were trying to cover your faces with a smile. It’s weird seeing yourself living another life you have no memories of.

Your eyes stopped on one last photo. The photo was slightly covered and hidden under the other brighter photos, a photo of you standing in front of the sunset on a grassy field. Your features were hidden due to the brightness of the sun behind you, but you can see that you were laughing. Your silhouette looked so happy, reaching a hand out towards the photographer.

“ That was the last photo I took of her.” You looked back to see Ben leaning against the doorframe. Your eyes returned to the photo before covering the photo up like how you found it.

The silence was deafening.

“ How… How did she die?” You finally decided to ask, breaking the silence. Ben stayed quiet as the longing look eyes left and the cold look returned. His posture straightened out and his voice toughened as his head turned to look at you.

“ Come downstairs, my family wants to talk to you and your brother.”

Then he left.

———

Honestly after Ben let you and Luther go in exchange for Marcus, you really really thought you wouldn’t see them again. After all, the deal seemed simple enough and you have no need of seeing them again.

But life never gives you what you want.

So here you are, at Sloane and Luther’s wedding as the world outside slowly get sucked into a black hole. The happy couple danced with each other, as everyone either joined them on the dance floor or sat around the venue, eating and drinking away.

You were on your sixth cocktail, sipping away with a tired drunken look in your eyes. You looked around at everyone having a good time as your eyes landed on Ben who was sitting alone by himself, hunched over the table in front of a bunch of… shrimp?

Curiosity got the best of you so you made your way over in your maroon dress. As you sat down next to him, his head slowly lifted up from his arms, and let out a loud burp.

“ How… Charming.” You said as you looked at the man who once always had his guard up.

“ Ten people. Ten people left and they didn’t invite me to their stupid bachelor party.” Ben said, his eyebrows furrowed.

“ Well you didn’t make yourself a very welcoming person, so I get it.” You reply, letting out a laugh into your drink as you went for another gulp. A hand latched on to your wrist as you turned your head to look at an upset Ben.

“ Why don’t they like me?”

“ Because you’re an asshole, and you’ve been nothing but rude to them, so why would they like you?” You laughed as your finished your drink, his hand slipping from the motion of your hand.

“ Why don’t you like me?” That’s when your laughter died down and you stared at Ben, who was already looking at you. You let out a sigh, looking back into your now empty cup.

“ I don’t hate you, if that’s what you’re trying to insinuate. You just…”

“ Remind you too much of him?” You never told Ben about your relationship with the other Ben, but it was rather obvious how you two were together in your timeline while he was with you in his timeline. You simply smiled bittersweetly at Ben.

“ Sometimes, but in different way.”

“ How so?”

“ Ben was always so annoying. A nerd and a party pooper. He’s like a tiny gray cloud on a sunny day.” You laughed at yourself, knowing if he was still here he would’ve pushed you jokingly for those comments.

“ Those are all bad things…” Ben replied, confused at your choice of words.

“ Yeah… and he was the best thing that ever happened to me.” You smiled, recalling all the old memories of you and him.

“ How… how did he die?” Ben finally asked after a short moment of silence.

“ I wasn’t there when it happened, which was the worse part of it all. I was sent away on a different mission, and when I came back? No one would look me in the eyes and tell me what happened. I had to force it out of Diego who told me vaguely what happened. None of them were willing to go in detail anyways, just called it the Jennifer incident.”

“ My Y/N… she died alone on a solo mission. Till this day, we still couldn’t find her body. I prayed that she was alive and was simply in hiding due to the circumstances of her mission, but that faith lead to nothing and I eventually had to face the facts. She’s gone.” Ben looked ahead, his eyes glossed over as he recalled the memories of himself crying over you, never returning to him again.

“ How was she like?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

“ She was kind. Always so kind even if this kindness required her to sacrifice herself. She was stupid but she always looked for the best in people. After all, she saw the best in me.” Ben smiled to himself and you smiled with him.

“ Both of our better halves died and now we’re just left here, isn’t that just so sad.” You laughed as you went to go pour yourself another drink, perhaps to have fun, perhaps to drink your sorrows away, who knows?

The party continued in the back as you two who were sitting at the bar poured your hearts out to each other, drinking more drinks. The topic slowly changed through the night as you two went from talking about your dead ex lovers to your interests and funny stories of your life.

“ No stop, you did not fucking do that to her.” You laughed as you took another sip of your drink.

“ I did! I also blamed it on Alphonso so him and Jayme both got chores for a whole week as their punishment.” Ben laughed along with you as you propped your elbow on the table, holding your head up as you looked at him with half lidded eyes and a small smile on your face. The alcohol in your system slowly introduced a hint of sleepiness as you blinked slowly at the man. You let out a yawn.

“ Okay, I’m gonna head to bed.” You said as you stood up and stretched.

“ Tired already?” Ben asked, looking back at you with a tired smile.

“ Why? You gonna miss me?”

“ Maybe a little.” He smirked as you laughed. You reached out your hand to lightly pat his cheek as you slowly leaned forward, closer to his face. With a few inches left between you two, your eyes scanned his face as his eyes did the same with yours.

“ Goodnight Ben.” You whispered and kissed him on the cheek. You turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator dinged as the doors slid open in front of you. After stepping in and choosing your floor, you leaned against the wall of the elevator, your eyes closed as you tried your best to stay awake. Suddenly, a hand stopped the doors right before they closed, making a noise that surprised you and your eyes to snap open. And there stood Ben, outside the elevator panting as he stared at you, his eyes so intense as a surge of energy suddenly filled your body and you stood up straighter, staring back at the man.

He headed straight to you at the back of the elevator, his hands found their way to your face as his mouth found its way to yours. Your mouths moved together in a unison while one of your arms hooked around the back of his neck, and your other hand reached up to grip his hair, lightly tugging his roots. He let out a groan as your bodies pressed closed to one another, grinding against each other.

The elevator dinged once again, your mouths separated from one another, slightly panting as you staring at each other with lustful eyes.

“ We take this back to my room?” You asked. You tilted your head and leaned into his hand, his fingers brushing your cheek while you played with his hair.

“ Sure.”

And you all know what happened next.

[may0tuna]

You gripped Ben's shoulders, nails digging into his skin, as you allow youself to adjust once more.

"Can you take one more?" Ben asked breathily, humming as you take in one more.

"Please," you let out a weak plea. A plea for Ben to stop or maybe to keep going, who knows?

All you know was that the night started with you asking Ben how many tentacles can he produce.

[just1riqht]

i want to hold hands with justin h. min I just feel like it would be nice

[countlessimagines]

Good Looking Boy [ Klaus Hargreeves x Reader ]

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

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

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

Song based Fic: Good Looking by Suki Waterhouse

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Tides thrash inside

Baby, I'm high octane

Fever in a shock wave

My core vibrates in an opium haze

Yet you think we're the same

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You adored me before

Oh, my good looking boy

Play casino holes of my eyeballs

Roll the dice on my thighs

You stop for breath and I sped up

Just to impress you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You adored me before

Oh, my good looking boy

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

Oh, my good looking boy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“His father would visit you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maybe it was for the better for you.

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

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

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

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

“Please.”

You were confused. “Please what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You adored me before

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

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

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

Oh, my good looking boy

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[s1xthirty]

sold | umbrella!ben hargreeves x reader

summary : ben bought a book he already read and own after feeling a spark between the two of you.

A/N : this is based on this justin's tweet. please tell me what do you think of this one! it would really mean a lot to me if you do. pls excuse my bad grammar and writing, english isn't my first language. [GIF IS MINE]

Ben walked into the bookstore with his hand holding a cup of coffee along with a paper bag of croissants between his fingers. It's a miracle that the bag hasn't fallen out of his grasp yet, maybe those mornings with coffees and pastries from his favorite bakery downtown gave him a new useful skill.

He honestly wasn't planning on stopping by anywhere this morning, he needs to be present for a class today—he knows Dr. Jamison will absolutely be furious if he's late but he can't shake off the feeling of this newly opened bookshop that has been pulling him in ever since it opened last Friday.

It's not like he ran out of books to read or something, but it can't hurt to just explore and roam for a bit, can it? College has been stressing him out too, so might as well take some stress off. 

Ben found himself walking towards the horror section, his eyes roamed through the dark-coded covers and grabbed the one that stood out. The cover was a pair of collided shadows of two girls facing off each other, the background was like the color of an old paper that had been left in the sunlight. 

He flipped it to read the back of the book, but all he found was reviews of other authors. He sighed and went to put the novel back to its shelf but a voice from the other side of the room stopped him.

"The dead and the dark," said the voice behind him, "My favorite."

Ben turned around to find its owner and was met by your beautiful face. He spaced out for a while before shooting you a small smile. "What is it about?"

"Two girls went ghost-hunting to find their missing friends." you said, "Well—somewhere around that area, I could never remember the plot of a book that well." You chuckled.

Ben couldn't help but laugh along with the sound of your laughter. It leaves a nice and warm feeling in his chest and he never wants that feeling to go away. So he went on and asked, "Do you think you can give me any recommendations?"

"Sure!" you said, "What kind of genre do you like?"

"I love classics, but I don't mind reading any other genre."

You hummed, leading him to the fiction section and immediately found what you were looking for. You grabbed the book from the shelf and handed it to him, "I personally love this one."

Ben turned the book to read the synopsis as you explained the novel in your own way. He's read this before, but couldn't remember when. He turned it around to examine the cover and it finally clicked. He already bought this novel last month.

He wanted to cut you off and say that he already read it but the way you explained the plot of the novel with so much passion made that warm feeling in his chest sparks again. It was as if you're enchanting him with magic.

"I'm sold." he said with no hesitation before you can even finish. That earned a laugh and another smile from you that makes his heart swell in happiness.

Who cares if he already read the book and bought it again because something sparked between the two of you? It doesn't harm anyone—hell, he'd do it all over again if that means he'll hear your beautiful laughter again.

[potatopfft]

I was thinking…. You’re one of the cast of Umbrella academy, They love you and you love them. You’re a family, but they ship you with you co-star Justin H min! Who played Ben Hargreeves!

Imagine them shipping you with him because the two of you have chemistry. Both love books, movies, ranch- and hey! Maybe the both of you love to eat oranges too with it’s peel on. 🤷‍♀️ but srsly who does that-

The actors sensing the chemistry of the two of you and will absolutely tease you in and off camera. Every interview David Castañeda (Diego’s actor) love to teas Justin so much he’s always red in interviews.

Emmy Lampman (Allison’s actor) hyping you up and boosting your confidence so that you’ll be able to give Justin’s clues that you like him!

Or Emmy, Diego & Ritu (Lila’s actor) teaming up to make a very good plan that will make the two of you confessed to each other, not knowing The two of you; Justin and you, are already dating for 2 weeks-.

There you go champs! Just thoughts- auakjs but I would absolutely love to write this!💕 but prolly not right now hehe, I just need to let this thoughts out or I’ll go insane

Thank you for your consideration! I’ll try to write drafts for this fanfic immediately! Thank you💕

[salvador-daley]

I wish you would write a fic where... Klaus either begins mourning Umbrella Ben and the silence he's left behind, or Klaus thinking about and comparing the two Bens? I love angst and gallows humor lol

Sucker punch

A Klaus Hargreeves minific

A/N: This was a lot of fun to write. Really got the, ahem, juices flowing. Angst in abundance here. Thanks so much for the request @hucklebunny, you’re a star. ❤️❤️

Warnings: None

Words: ~600

He orders a vodka but when Chet places his drink on the bar, it’s accompanied by a makeshift cold compress - a handful of ice wrapped in a restaurant napkin.

“For your face,” Chet says, gesturing at Klaus’ fat lip, which feels like it’s becoming fatter by the minute.

Klaus’ fingers seek out the flesh; swollen and slightly more tenderised than before. Not the first time Ben has socked him in the mouth, but certainly the hardest. When did that asshole learn how to throw a punch?

“Thanks. Put it on my tab will you, Chet, my good man?”

Klaus tips the brim of his hat at the old fart who seems to serve every function in this hotel: bartender, receptionist, bellboy. Marriage counsellor. Keeper of secrets. Turner of blind eyes.

Chet treats Klaus to a half-eyeroll and then slinks away to tend to his lobsters in their tank behind the bar.

Future Klaus will have to worry about closing that tab. Present Klaus will press this ice pack against his maxilla and attempt to drown his sorrows until that time comes.

Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt so much if it had come from someone else. The big guy maybe, or the one with the birds. But it was Ben who had hit him. His Ben. A new, grumpier Ben with a chip on his shoulder and a cool facial scar.

But it was still Ben.

Wasn’t it?

Okay, so maybe Klaus had been a little over-excited to see him. But can anyone blame him? Klaus thought he was dead.

Well, he was dead, previously. But really dead this time - dead and gone. Poof. Into the ether, never to be seen again.

How was Klaus supposed to know his own brother wouldn’t remember him? Him, Klaus - the one whose every waking moment Ben has spent the last 16 years haunting?

Maybe you’re not as memorable as you think you are.

That’s what he would say, if he were here. Or, if not that, some other jibe or sarcastic aside.

God, how Klaus misses that miserable little bastard.

Klaus can barely remember a time when Ben wasn’t just there; following him around, providing unwelcome commentary on everything he did.

Klaus, don’t do that. Klaus, don’t sneak ketamine into rehab. Klaus, don’t set the church on fire. Klaus, don’t drive a golf cart through a Walmart window.

A fat lot of good any of that did. Klaus did all those things and more with Ben looking on with that trademark shake of his judgemental little head.

God, how Klaus misses that shaking head.

That sanctimonious flick of his eyes.

That huffy sound he used to make when he was really frustrated.

Klaus takes a sip of his drink and winces at the sharp pain in his face.

No. That was not his Ben back there. That was someone else. Some imposter or apparition. A freaky funhouse mirror version of Ben with a pissy attitude and a bad haircut.

And that was not his father proffering Dutch butter cookies in a blue tin, either. Reginald Hargreeves’ tins contained only knuckle dusters and pliers for removing teeth. And he never shared shit with anyone, not even the answers to the most fundamental of questions.

And if Dad is not Dad and Ben is not Ben, then what else is different? Who else is reflected in those wavy mirrors? What other possibilities does this new timeline hold?

His mind wanders. A semi-formed thought drips from his ear and snakes across the bar. It makes a trail to the floor and extends a long, pointed finger under Klaus’ barstool. And with it, it taps him - tap-tap-tap - on the heel of his boot.

“Time to stop moping, cowboy,” says Diego, landing a heavy palm on Klaus’ shoulder. “Luther got Chinese, do you want some?”

“Moo shu pork?” Klaus asks, hopeful.

Diego nods. “Yeah, we got you moo shu.”

Klaus raises his fists in a “Yay!” and jumps down from the bar.

The boot can wait. For now.

All these time travel shenanigans have given him quite the appetite.

Tagging your asses, now you’re it: @badsext @seanfalco @softforklave @neist @purblzart @maerenee930 @firstpersonnarrator @allisoooon @cemeteryklaus @super-unpredictable98 @courtneytarynofficial @mokolataddict @pickledbeefwastaken @love-is-dirty-baby @rina-cydonia @inspiremeandsetmefree @jender123 @vonkimmeren @sylvertyger @hucklebunny @rob-private @pietro-t1me @not-oscar-wilde @squishitude

[yup-thats-me]

— reading glasses • justin h min

pairing: Justin h min x reader

summary: Justin can't find his glasses :3

warning: none. short and fluffy

"Y/N! Where are my glasses?" Justin called for you.

You sighed, knowing they were right in front of him. "They're on the table!" You shouted back from the kitchen.

Justin paused before calling you again. "I looked there! They are not there!"

You put down the ceramic plates, making your way to where Justin was.

"JUSTIN HONG-KI MIN! IF I find them on the table, things will have consequences!" You said, wiping your wet hands on the white apron, standing in the doorway of your bedroom.

Justin was sitting there on his usual reading spot on the bed, grinning like a five year old. "You came," he smiled smugly.

"Oh shut up."

You went to the table by the corner of the room and undoubtedly the pair of glasses was sitting there idly for Justin to find.

You grabbed the glasses, thursting them towards Justin. "What are these then?" You demanded, trying to keep a straight face.

Justin smiled, pulling you by the wrist, making you sit on his lap. "Thanks darling," he kissed you sweetly knowing that possibly can't keep you mad at him.

"You nasty cheater," you giggled at your boyfriend. "Dinner is ready."

requests are open <3

[londonharrington]

the way i loved you | ben hargreeves x fem!reader

fighting is something common in Y/N and Ben’s relationship. however, there is another one involved in this one.

notes: 2/9 of my 100 followers celebration! sparrow!ben (bc i cannot imagine umbrella!ben with this one). cheating and toxic relationships. part two (the last time).

so in love that you act insane and that's the way i loved you.

“Please! Just let me explain! You don’t even know what happened!”

“Shut the fuck up, Ben! I saw you kiss her!”

Y/N and Ben were at it again. The two were always fighting about something. Whether it’s because of one of them forgetting they had a date or the other one did not pick up when the other call or whatever. But those fights were always petty. This one was not.

“I was drunk, Y/N! That’s why I kissed Jennifer.”

“So she has a name now, huh?”

“Of course she has a name!”

Y/N just sighed. He was protecting her instead of their relationship. This became the last straw for Y/N. She started grabbing her things as she made her way out of the door.

“Babe, wait–”

“No. We’re done, Ben. I never want to see you again.”

༺♥༻

It has been three months since Y/N broke up with Ben. And true to her word, she avoided every place that she might see him.

However, this was proven difficult since Ben was everywhere. From her local laundromat to the place where she always buys takeout, he was always there, trying to talk to her. But no matter how much Y/N ignored him, he couldn’t take the hint.

So she resorted to a less ideal way.

Y/N secured a date with one of her co-workers, Steve. Out of all her co-workers, she liked Steve the best. He was always nice, polite, and respectful towards Y/N, just like a gentleman treats a lady. Steve always liked Y/N in not-platonic sort of way but he made sure to keep his distance, out of respect for Y/N and her relationship.

In fact, he was a usual cause of Ben and Y/N’s fights. So she decided to finally nail the coffin of her relationship with Ben with the help of Steve. 

༺♥༻

Exactly at 7:00 pm, Y/N’s doorbell rang. She opened the door and saw Steve with a bouquet of flowers, smiling at her like some sort of golden retriever.

“Here, these are for you,” he said giving the flowers to her, “You look very beautiful tonight, by the way.”

“Thank you so much, Steve, I’ll put them down then we can go out, yeah?”

“Sure, take your time.”

Y/N placed the flowers on her counter as she grabbed her purse and the two made it out of her door. As Steve was opening the car door for her, Y/N looked across the street and saw Ben with a scowl on his face, very evident that he did not like what was going on there. 

Y/N just raised her eyebrow at him as she climbed in Steve’s car.

༺♥༻

The dinner they both had was fine, in Y/N’s opinion.

Steve was the same, the perfect gentleman that he is. They made small talk inside this beautiful restaurant as they got to know each other more. He was charming, endearing, practically everything a woman should want in a partner.

But something was missing in Y/N’s opinion. And though she wants to deny it, she knew who was missing and it was Ben.

The Steve dropped Y/N off in her apartment. He smiled as he stood in her front door, “We should do this again sometime, yeah?” he said, looking to her eyes then to her lips, “May I?”

Y/N just nodded, hoping this will change how Y/N was feeling about Steve. Steve leaned in as he kissed her. It was soft and gentle, very different to what she experienced with Ben. However, Y/N still felt nothing. No butterflies in her stomach, no heart beats that were so loud, she’s afraid that her heart will give out, nothing.

She said goodbye to Steve as she went inside her apartment.

“Had a good time with him?”

Y/N jumped as she heard a voice, his voice. Ben was inside her apartment.

The two just looked at each other as they both made their way towards the other.

Once they were right in front of each other, they just kissed. The kiss that they were both used to. The kind that was filled with so much passion that it makes it hard to breathe.

Ben kissed his way towards her neck as the two of them made their way towards her bedroom, clothes starting to leave their bodies. 

This was the way Y/N is used to when showing her love towards someone. She just hopes that it also won’t be the reason for her greatest heartbreak.

༺♥༻

A/N: Steve hehe. Also I have no idea what the story is about Jennifer so yeah. :))

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One Shot: I wish I could take back my words

Pairing: Justin H. Min x Black Plus Size Reader

"You-you just don't understand..." Justin sighed in frustration, the room thick with the ongoing tension between you two. A delightful, relaxing afternoon of the two of you cooking together, talking for hours and making some sweet love now had turned into an argument.

It all had started with a joke you had giggled out, mentioned that Justin's racist fans would maybe try to boycott the final season of The Umbrella Academy due to him dating a gorgeous black woman like you. At first, you thought that he'd laugh along with you because the idea was actually funny but once you were met with Justin's cold stare, you knew that you might have struck a nerve.

A big one even.

"What don't I understand, Justin? It was a stupid joke, of course your show will air its final season. Hundred thousands of people are eagerly waiting for it. Netflix won't consciously fumble their bag like that..." you explained with a sigh, slowly getting annoyed too now.

The two of you were sitting on the couch, not cuddling anymore but shooting cold glares at one another now. You did miss the soft warmth of your boyfriend's chest, the soft thumping of his steady heartbeat near your ear.

"Babe, the joke is offensive. Imagine one of my fans saying that about you? Wanting me to dump you due to your skin color...".

Your eyes widened at this statement while a dark cloud of anger started bubbling in your stomach.

"Wow" you huffed, shaking your head in disbelief while clenching your jaw. "Would you dump me for your fans?". The question shot out of you before you could even realize it. Your boyfriend blinked in shock as his cheeks suddenly changed into a soft pink shade. He didn't say a word.

Justin was prone to blushing for 3 reasons:

1. Embarrassment

2. Sexual arousal

3. Being caught doing something

Your eyes didn't leave his rosy cheeks as he suddenly struggled to create a sentence, tumbling over a few syllables as his eyes avoided your face.

"Talk to me..." you whispered, an uneasy feeling now creeping under your skin, a part of you wanting to run and hide but this was not the time for such foolery.

"I-I wouldn't...", your boyfriend hushed in a whisper so light, you easily could've overheard it.

"But..?" , you added.

"I've been having some doubts." , Justin finished. It was quiet after his statement as you needed a few seconds to actually chew over his words. This was new. Not once had you noticed or thought about your lover having doubts about your relationship. About you.

"My love" he gently whispered, panic slowly rising within him. This was not how he had planned to address his fears. The sight of you sitting there, shocked and speechless was very unpleasant. He knew that he had hurt you. He knew that he had reacted in the wrong way.

"What are your doubts about?" you asked, fixing your eyes back to his face while your heart sounded in your chest. Your fingers automatically started to tap softly against your thick thighs, a habit you had when you felt hurt or vulnerable.

"What if my fans could never accept our relationship? I've never dated outside my race and don´t get me wrong (Y/N)- I love our relationship...But I also feel like I´ve somehow turned my back towards like....my people...you know?", Justin finished, anxiety seeping through his body like a massive tidal wave. He had finally voiced his deepest worries and based off the look on your face, he knew that he had also hurt you.

All you could do was blink slowly, his words replaying themselves in your head. The painful pressure you felt in your chest was hard to ignore, the lump forming in your throat very hard to swallow. You were hurt, deeply.

"If...If you-", you could barely form a sentence. This wasn´t your first interracial relationship, you had gained enough experience to feel secure about yourself and your cultural background. But this was new.

"If you feel worried about turning your back on your people, then maybe you shouldn´t be with me..." you whispered, the words slowly killing you inside while you quickly got up in search for your shoes and purse. The need to just disappear growing by the second while you were frantically looking for your things.

"(Y/N), baby it wasn´t meant like that" Justin´s voice sounding higher than usual, he had shot up from the couch and was following you like a dog that had lost its owner. His eyes teared up while he desperately tried to get a hold of your arm, almost sobbing on the spot when you hissed and finally had put your shoes on, now looking for your damn purse.

I should have never said anything, you stupid idiot. Justin thought to himself. He wished that that he had never hushes a word. He couldn´t stand the thought of the two of you breaking up. You were the best thing that had happened to him. He had fallen for you the second his friend Emmy had introduced the two of you. Hell, the love you had blessed his life with was too good to be true, so good that his insecurities tried to sabotage it. Now, the consequences of his stupid actions were creeping up on him.

"Justin" you whispered in pain when he tried to hug you, the tears now having made their way down his soft cheeks. He was holding your hands, swallowing the pain while staring so sadly into your beautiful eyes, he was silently begging you to stay. All you could do was shake your head and mumble a soft "I don´t want you to feel bad for dating outside your race. Stay dating inside your group of people", and with that you quickly made your way out of his apartment, holding back the tears while you quickly made your way to your car and drove away, while your now ex-love was staring defeated into the space you were just standing in, slowly sinking to his knees as a soft sob left his mouth....

...Part 2?

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[may0tuna]

I wanna fuck Sparrow Ben in every imaginable position (yes, he can use his tentacles on me).

I wanna watch movies and cuddle with Umbrella Ben, and stay up late at night talking about our hopes and dreams.

I want a heated makeout session with Justin H Min, while I'm on top grinding him and he's seated on the couch (we're fully clothed because I imagine this to be way hotter). I picture us not being able to keep our hands away from each other.

[sleepycoffins-and-benhargreeves]

As much as I enjoyed watching sandman, are y'all telling me that even with the blind castings not one asian actor got casted?? Like damn

Idk 'bout you guys, but since we're going in blind I just started imagining Morpheus every time to look like this bad boy right here

No hate on the actors tho, love every single one of them. I just wanna imagine Justin H. Min and his Sparrow!Ben drama queen acting to be Morpheus lol

God, I hope we get an Asian actor in s2 tho, I would be even more hooked on it ❤❤❤

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Theory time: Why Sparrow Ben seems so different to Umbrella Ben?

(Apologies for my grammar. English is not my native language)

Physical differences aside; hair style, clothes, scars... According to Justin H Min’s interviews and the promotional photos we have seen so far from S3. It's clear that Sparrow Ben is different in personality to our beloved sweet sassy ghost Ben.

But if they are (possibly) the same person, just a reincarnation due to messing up the timeline back in the 60s, why is he so different now?

1.      The childhood upbringing: According to showrunner Steve Blackman, the Sparrows were raised to be a team rather than a family. We know that our Ben was one of the most affectionate and kind siblings among the Hargreeves. He even sacrificed himself a second time to save Viktor (and the entire world). I could imagine a young Sparrow Ben trying to protect his siblings only to later be reprimanded by Reginald for not putting the mission first.

2.      Different Siblings: I'm not saying the Sparrow children are bad people, but because of the way they were raised, they may not had bonded like the Umbrella children did. They probably weren't allowed to show vulnerability, and therefore there was no one Ben could had rely on growing up. The same way he and Klaus were close, even before he died. And i don't know but for me, the powers of both of them are the most difficult to bear, the most traumatic for children to have, so it was not a surprise that they had bonded over that. With the difference that Ben always strove to be a hero while Klaus never wanted to be one.

3.      The Umbrella Siblings: We know that all of the Umbrella kids had strong personalities growing up; Luther was the leader and the golden child, Diego was the rebellious one, Allison was the only girl on the team, Klaus was the troublemaker (And Klaus in general), Five was always trying to be the best in everything, powers, intelligence and combat. So, being last (in the team, not in the family where Viktor was number seven), Ben's personality developed to be quieter and more introverted, a counterpart to the rest of them.

Perhaps the Sparrows weren't as chaotic as the Umbrella's as children, so Ben's personality developed in a different way. 

(I'd love to see Sparrow Ben as the chaotic brother, that fits in better with the Umbrella Academy and then the Sparrows being like "Oh no wonder he's always been so weird" once they find out Ben was part of the Umbrella Academy)