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celestial comedown is a bitch! // whoa!

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@conduitandconjurer sent 🔪 for Klaus to find Allison after she killed someone.

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There are some people who speak about how hard killing is, emotionally and physically, but for Allison Hargreeves, it was so easy. All it took was a few words - one little rumor. It even made her feel proud once, the way a passing report card should have been if she had been raised as a normal little girl. She was good at it. It made her feel accomplished, it made her feel seen by a father who otherwise did not seem to care about his children.

Eventually, she did grow up. She ventured out into the world and learned what life was supposed to be. Not missions and bloodied uniforms, but friends and parties and romance and quiet apartment buildings free of robot mothers and talking chimps and training equipment. Or maybe she always knew and now, she just didn't care what Reginald Hargreeves thought of her anymore. Now, it was the rest of the world's attention she craved.

That was when she vowed she would never rumor anyone again; that and when she saw the positive pregnancy test, felt the flutters of movement in her own womb, and held a small and squirming bundle of pink blankets in her arms. But maybe that vow was just something she said to fit in, to find the blissful normalcy she craved. Maybe Number Three never really left her. Maybe she never would.

And what was the point in all that anymore anyway? Everything that ever prompted this new standard of morality had been stripped away more than once.

This felt good in a way. Cathartic. And it didn't matter what anyone else thought of her now. All she had left were her siblings, and their hands were covered in the same blood.

Of course, when she turned to meet the sympathetic gaze of her brother, she had to remind herself of that sentiment.

"You don't get to say anything," she says, "unless it has something to do with helping me take care of all this."

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So, she wasn't the only one after all?

Part of her was actually a little relieved, as horrible as it sounds. It meant something was wrong with the timeline and not that something was wrong with her. Though...was it really so bad? After all, it was her powers that shaped her childhood into what it was, that got her divorce started and Claire taken from her, it's what led her to loving and losing Ray. She had everything she wanted back at last. Maybe this was the universe's way of making sure she didn't screw it up again....

"She knows she had an Uncle Klaus, and that we used to play superheroes. I still tell her stories, I just..."

Manipulate it?

"...tell her we made them up as kids. I don't want her to know everything."

Allison doesn't want to risk that. What would Claire do if she knew? Here, she was and had always been relatively ordinary. It was why she had not yet sought out her siblings. It only took one of them to mention something, or even bring about their newest apocalypse. It only took one of them to ruin her new, perfect life.

She misses them too, though. Especially Klaus.

But she can't trust him not to make those mistakes. She can't trust any of them.

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Allison notices Klaus in the crowd long before he comes to stand before her and the sight instantly gives her pause, her smile fading instantly as she watches him draw closer.

She hasn’t yet forgotten the way she left them, the way she risked their loves to put hers back together and while she does not regret her decisions - not enough to ever change them anyway - it’s the reasons she has not sought any of her siblings out. Anyone in their right mind would never want to see her again and she imagined any attempt she made to reconnect would only meet their instant rejection - the same way she rejected Klaus when he was at his worse and Viktor both when he published his book and when his actions effectively stole from her everything she had loved about her last two lives.

But of course it’s Klaus who finds her first, who seeks her out when he could have simply left her alone to whatever this dimension held for her. She wasn’t even that surprised simply because it was him.

When he talks, his words instantly snap her out of her stupor but they thrust her back into a world she has not truly acknowledged since she found both Claire and Ray waiting for her, powers or no powers.

Allison doesn’t address Klaus right away. Instead her gaze shifts down to Claire. This is not a conversation she wants her daughter involved it, and it is certainly not how she ever planned for Claire and Klaus to meet. So, she takes a moment to pass the child some money and point out a nearby vendor taking advantage of the heat and the crowds. It’s close enough that Allison can watch her, of course, but far enough that she won’t be able to hear and with the long line, it would give them plenty of time to talk in private.

It was obvious Claire didn’t want to go, but she does and Allison watches her walk until she deems her far enough away. Only then does she finally answer her brother.

“No,” she answers simply enough.

It wasn’t like she needed to, but she had felt off since they arrived here and so she had tested it. One simple, harmless rumor on a complete stranger later and it was clear why.

“Did anyone else lose their powers? Can you still see ghosts, or…is it just me?”

Someone who, not long ago, was trying to persuade the entire family to team up with the same monster as Allison, has no grounds upon which to judge. 

Klaus is pretty poor at confrontation anyway; it doesn’t, however, assuage the sting of having been shut out and bereft of choice in resolving the latest intergalactic crisis, and not just by his sister. 

He sighs and pinches his lips. He shrugs, smiles softly at Claire, and waits for her to leave before he speaks. 

    “Everyone did, Allie,” he murmurs. “Mine’re…comin’ back slowly, but that’s mostly been…looooots and lots of practice.”

He’s about to share who else has had such luck–if it can be called that–but then long eyelashes flutter as he realizes it’s not his to tell, and the listener mightn’t be as trustworthy as the girl he played slumber party with; the girl he swapped wardrobes with; the girl he held and comforted while the pain of their first body ink brought them both to tears. 

    “Um. Does she like….know who I am?” 

He nods the direction of Allison’s little North Star.  

    “I’m not super clear on what else is different here in, uh. the Hargriverse.” 

Can we go back to that beauty parlor and get drunk and dance again? 

I almost miss being stuck in the wrong decade, too. 

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Love this pre season 3 art

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The Umbrella Academy Appreciation Week - Day 4: Favourite superpower(s)

Allison's rumor power

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@viktorhargreeves asked: five favourite allison outfits

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Emmy Raver Lampman for Grumpy Magazine 💋

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Really want their powers being gone to have an impact on their lives. Give me Diego who keeps letting shit fall because part of him always used his powers unconciously.  Give me Five randomly forgetting he can’t get out of any and all uncomfortable situations and also being incredibly annoyed at how much walking he has to do. Stairs? Suck so much when you have to take everyone. His feet hurt.  Give me Klaus all confused by the danger he is always in and by how fragile his life actually is. Why would he not sit close to the edge on the balcony on the fourth floor? Give me Luther surprised at how heavy everything is actually and that he can’t just shake injuries anymore. What do you mean he can’t walk a day after breaking his ankle? He can! Ow, no he can’t.  Give me Viktor being annoyed because everyone is mumbling, why is everyone mumbling??? WHY IS EVERYTHING SO QUITE??? 

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...he got 7 of them

decided to redraw my first piece of tua art since we now know what the mummies looked like!

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Any inside tips on how to get your stupid brother to accept my apology?

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‘if the umbrella academy had mobile phones each season would be a single episode’

luther fell for a 419 scam, five is a boomer, klaus would charge his to an absolute maximum of 13% and diego would instantly be addicted to candy crash, the only thing on that group chat would be allison’s wordle scores

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If you find Allison's s3 arc and actions disturbing, good, you're supposed to

you're supposed to see someone who's in pain and grieving and lashing out at the people she loves in the darkest point of her life, you're not supposed to agree with what she's doing, but you can see why she'd do, does that justify any of it? no and it's not supposed to

Allison is hurting and she's gone through trauma after trauma (losing her daughter, having no voice for a year in the 60s and facing two years of near constant racism from everyone around her, then losing the one person who held her together throughout all of that being just part of it) and she's breaking down and it's messy and it's terrible. And it's supposed to be. It's supposed to be hard to watch because no one likes looking at trauma when it isn't pretty and forgivable

Again, this isn't to say Allison was in the right for what she did, its to say for a woman who lost everything and more, its pretty understandable why she'd fall apart so terribly

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Allison notices Klaus in the crowd long before he comes to stand before her and the sight instantly gives her pause, her smile fading instantly as she watches him draw closer.

She hasn't yet forgotten the way she left them, the way she risked their loves to put hers back together and while she does not regret her decisions - not enough to ever change them anyway - it's the reasons she has not sought any of her siblings out. Anyone in their right mind would never want to see her again and she imagined any attempt she made to reconnect would only meet their instant rejection - the same way she rejected Klaus when he was at his worse and Viktor both when he published his book and when his actions effectively stole from her everything she had loved about her last two lives.

But of course it's Klaus who finds her first, who seeks her out when he could have simply left her alone to whatever this dimension held for her. She wasn't even that surprised simply because it was him.

When he talks, his words instantly snap her out of her stupor but they thrust her back into a world she has not truly acknowledged since she found both Claire and Ray waiting for her, powers or no powers.

Allison doesn't address Klaus right away. Instead her gaze shifts down to Claire. This is not a conversation she wants her daughter involved it, and it is certainly not how she ever planned for Claire and Klaus to meet. So, she takes a moment to pass the child some money and point out a nearby vendor taking advantage of the heat and the crowds. It's close enough that Allison can watch her, of course, but far enough that she won't be able to hear and with the long line, it would give them plenty of time to talk in private.

It was obvious Claire didn't want to go, but she does and Allison watches her walk until she deems her far enough away. Only then does she finally answer her brother.

"No," she answers simply enough.

It wasn't like she needed to, but she had felt off since they arrived here and so she had tested it. One simple, harmless rumor on a complete stranger later and it was clear why.

"Did anyone else lose their powers? Can you still see ghosts, or...is it just me?"

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He hasn’t seen her since her hand pushed the button that sent them hurtling back to a default reality both better and worse than that for which they’ve grappled. 

And maybe it was his fault, partially.  Maybe it was Klaus’s fault, not being able  to pull Allison back from her own darkness, like he did in Dallas, getting Ray out of prison, dragging her away from a scene of barely restrained police brutality.  Maybe he only has a vague inkling of what she underwent and lost; queer or black, there are different but intersecting battlefields on the maps of America, and maybe he should have been there for her more, like when they were twelve and being forced to receive tattoos and the pain of the needle made her curl crying into his arms. 

He can never know, Christ.  He can never know, but there she is.

 In a bright green pantsuit, smiling and laughing in the middle of the sweltering bright town square of late June, with the niece he has yet to meet, backdropped by the refreshing spray of the municipal fountains. 

But what the fuck? She’s his sister, and whatever it’s cost Klaus, Allison is finally happy again. 

He draws a deep breath and begins to walk directly toward her, peculiarly numb save the swift-evaporating droplets of liquid cascading off the public water source.  And Four comes to a halt before Three, with a sad smile that doesn’t reach his eyes.  

     “C’n you still rumor people?” he asks, by way of greeting. 

I’ve been coerced all my life; you’ve become a coercer; can we ever meet halfway, Allie? 

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Allison had not actually come here for Klaus. She had stopped going anywhere for Klaus months ago after too many of those awards ceremonies had been interupted by her brother stumbling drunk onto the red carpet, and after too many tabloids and TV spots featured him instead of her. Allison had honestly thought he would be off god knows where and she could just have a calm little visit with Diego, which was another matter entirely. It figured she was wrong.

The Rumor stands before him dressed casually but in a way that still seemed out of place here. Her arms crossed over her chest, her weight shifted so one hip sat cocked just a little higher than the other, and she watched him with an air of condescension - like an older sibling playing with the power of being "more mature" while the younger threw a tantrum at their feet. In her mind, the imagery wouldn't be too far off.

"You brought this on yourself, you know," she tells him by way of an answer. "You can't honestly blame me at this point. You left me no choice."

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