request: Hello! This is my first time desperately requesting a fic because the new season is SO bad đ Can you write a fic where the reader finds out about everything that happened between Five & Lila and then she gets taken away by one of the Fives at the deli and promising her that heâll treat her better than OG Five (You can also add a part where OG Five finds out about this and lives to regret it)
a/n: AU where everything in that trash season was the same, except when five made the first jump in s1 he made it in his 32 yr old body bc i will not have y/n pull a zach justice (lmao)
even if lila did đđ
anyways basically everyone is the same age
i like to think of the five that comforts y/n as the five that explained everything to five in the last episode because that one literally felt like the five we were supposed to get, the five that was there all the first three seasons
sorry i cant stop trashing this season you guys đ iâm just so disappointed
summary: after breaking up with five, you make up with⌠well, five
âLeave me alone, Five!â You yelled in despair, pushing the man before you away, âActually, first take me back home, you psycho! I have nothing to say to you!â
âY/N, please, just hear me out!â Five tried to reason with you, as if anything he would say could make your heart glue itself back.
You were standing in the subway station after Five had blinked himself and you away from the family- or what was left of it, watching him at loss of words. You didnât recognize the man before your eyes, as much as you tried. You didnât even have time to gather all your thoughts since there was yet another impending apocalypse on its way, so your mind was completely all over the place.
Five Hargreeves was not the same Five Hargreeves you fell in love with all those years ago. He was not the same man who had stolen your heart and made you feel like you were the most precious person in the world. He wasnât your partner anymore, he wasnât your lover. Your boyfriend wasnât there. You looked at this person and there was a stranger, acting as if he was the same who had hugged you, held your hand, kissed you all those many times. You were questioning everything about him now.
âTake me back!â You yelled again, ignoring his same pleas, curling your hand in a fist, âIâm this fucking close to making you ash!â
As your pure anger got the best of you, you were ready to let your powers take over for a second. Obviously you werenât actually going to hurt him, no matter how much you wanted him to feel your pain, at least physically.
You met him six years ago, during the first time you tried to stop the apocalypse. You were also one of the extraordinary kids, but luckily enough, Reginald Hargreeves didnât manage to adopt you- more so, purchase you. You only met Five not long after he managed to time travel back to his family in 2019 after spending all those decades by himself. Before you knew it, you were dragged into the Hargreeves family and your relationship soon after developed.
Your six year relationship that was so merry a few hours ago. Now it was crumbled, trashed.
What hurt was that it was six years only to you. Five managed to block himself seven years away from you, only in the presence of Lila.
âThis is so fucking stupid,â You scoffed, fighting back the tears in your eyes, âItâs fucking over! Do you want me to spell it out for you?!â
âI want you to listen!â Five didnât give up on arguing, âI thought Iâd never see you again!â
âYou didnât want to see me again!â You screamed, wailing your hands in the air, âFucking save it- Itâs over! I donât want to ever see you again if we survive this apocalypse! You ruined our relationship, you ruined your brotherâs marriage, family! For fucking Lila!â
You hated him absolutely. The mere thought of his infidelity, of the nerve to act as if he still loved you, it was all despicable.
You grew to love all of your boyfriendâs siblings, and also your nieces and nephews, even if you and Five were not yet married. You planned to be a part of the family officially, but still wanted to focus on your careers, you wanted to adjust yourself to your old life, back to your origins.
âY/N, please!â He tried to step, towards you, but you started stepping away.
Thoughtlessly, because of all your anger, you just walked towards the first train approaching you, fully intending to be away from him at whatever cost.
âIf you donât want to take me back, Iâll fucking find my own way!â You hopped onto the train, watching as he tried to catch up with you.
But he was too late.
In hindsight, maybe it was not the smartest idea, but you were just so devastated nothing made sense to you anymore. You spent the past six years thinking that you are set for the rest of your life, now that the world wasnât ending anymore. You reconnected with your family, you built a career for yourself and were living happily with Five, you had literally just finished settling yourself in the new house you bought together. You couldnât understand how he could do this to you.
You couldnât understand how Lila could betray your friendship either, especially Diego and their kids.
You tried to make it make sense, be reasonable- it was only a few hours to you, but they were lost in this subway system for seven years.
But then again, Five was lost in the future 45 years by himself and he didnât give up on trying to return to his family once.
Now he did, he gave up on trying to return to you.
Thatâs definitely another aspect that stung.
âFucking piece of shit,â You mumbled, as the train approached its first station, âHow do I fucking get out of here?â
You stumbled out of the sub, taking in your surroundings. It was yet another crumbled down station, but if you were to be at least a tiny bit fair, it was maybe a bit better kept. You looked around curiously, trying to figure out where to go from now on. Your fire-based superpowers were totally useless in this situation, so you hated to admit that you were in a bit of a pickle.
You rolled your eyes, as Five rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks, watching you with widened eyes.
âYou again?â You sighed angrily, âTake me back or get out of my sight, Five.â
Five raised his brows, putting his hands in his pockets curiously. He didnât say a word yet, as a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He slowly stepped towards you, not taking his eyes off you once. For a split second, you stopped as well, sending that something was up.
You took in his features, trying to make sense of what was going on, realizing that he didnât have a coat on him. He was wearing the exact three piece suit an black tie, he was wearing the same silver watch on his left hand, but he didnât have his coat on.
âY/N,â He smiled, stopping in front of you, âI never thought Iâd see you again, more so here.â
âWhat the fuck is going on?â You calmly asked, over-analyzing the man before you.
His smile didnât drop. It was a genuine one, a smile you hadnât seen in a while. Things between you and Five were okay a few hours ago, but he hadnât watched you with this look since you first met. His eyes were sincere, taking in every single feature of yours, traveling all over your body.
âI take it your Five danced the devilâs tango with Lila,â He sighed deeply, raising a hand to gently brush away your tears.
When did you even start crying?
Your mind was scrambled all over the place, but at that exact moment you couldnât say another word. You just melted into his touch, feeling warmth. It really hadnât been that long since Five touched you, but this touch felt different. His hand rested on your cheek, as his thumb caressed you lightly. His touch was so intoxicatingly sweet, sending shivers down your spine.
âIâm so sorry Iâm a literal shitface in some other timelines,â He lightly shook his head, âIâm so sorry.â
âWhat is going on?â You asked once again, calmer this time.
For whatever reason, you relaxed in an instant. You couldnât tell if it was because of his gentle touch or simply his presence. Ironic, since just ten minutes ago you were ready to set him on fire.
âCome with me, my love,â Five said, grabbing your hand in his, âIâll explain everything.â
You didnât fight his touch, locking your fingers with his. None of you said a word, as you watched you hands fit so perfectly in one another. How could your relationship be over when you were so good together?
You followed Five through the subway station, rounding the same corner he appeared from. You watched as he turned his head to give you a reassuring smile, lightly squeezing your hand in comfort.
After a few more steps and going down a couple of stairs, you widened your eyes seeing a literal deli tucked away in this godforsaken out of order subway system. The headlights above the front entrance were lit up, writing Maxâs Delicatessen. You saw inside a huddle of people as you entered, gathering everyoneâs attention.
When they all turned to look at you, you literally couldnât tell whether you or the huddle of people was more shocked.
They were all Fives.
There was music playing inside, as the deli was full of different versions of your boyfriend, whether they were customers sitting at the tables, drinking coffee or having a meal, reading the newspaper or having a chat. There were also other Fives working around, waiting tables or cooking in the back.
Nonetheless, they all stopped to look at you.
âYeah, yeah, Y/N is here, carry on, you guys,â The Five that was holding your hand waved the others off with his free hand, âShe needs a moment, stop being creeps.â
âI canât tell if this is a dream come true or my worst nightmare,â You said, looking around the deli, as Five guided you towards an empty booth.
You sat down as the other picked up again whatever they were doing, still watching you with the corner of their eyes. Five took a seat in front of you, still holding onto your hand on top of the table, using his other hand to rub small circles on your skin.
âI am not the Five that dragged you here, in case you didnât tell yet,â Five managed to say, âBut Iâm pretty sure that you did, since I know youâre smarter than he gives you credit for.â
âHe did mention that this subway system is the knot to multiple timelines,â You sighed, as Waiter Five set down two cups of steaming coffee on the table.
You watched him curiously, as he looked yet again exactly like Five, wearing just a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, with a black tie, pantsuit pants and a server apron around the waist. He smiled at you warmly, setting down two small packs of sugar and a creamer.
âIâm sorry, my love, we donât have any Irish Capuccinos around here, since youâre the first Y/N to set foot in here,â He apologetically smiled, âI can only get you a shot of whiskey, if youâd like.â
Of course they all knew your favorite coffee.
âMake it a bottle,â You said, cracking a smile for the first time, causing him to chuckle, before walking away to attend to your order.
âI canât begin to explain how much I missed your smile, darling,â The Five before you said, as you turned back to him, âThe Handler got to the Y/N in my timeline,â He added, as sadness took over his eyes, âI missed you so much.â
âI canât understand how youâre the same Five that fell in love with Lila,â You said, before quickly adding, âI mean- technically, youâre not, but still.â
âEveryone around here is a different version of me, from a different timeline,â He said, âIâm one of the many that didnât go down that road.â
âThank you, I guess,â You laughed, making him smile again.
What a sweet smile it was.
âWhen I lost you, I was a total wreck,â He confessed, as you couldnât help but place your other hand on top of his, âI love you so much, Y/N, I could never hurt you like that no matter what. This is all such a fucked up turn of events, but when I saw you coming out of that train, my mind froze.â
âI love you too, Five,â You said, âBut I need to wrap my head around what is going on- Everything is insane, I mean Iâm right now in the middle of yet another apocalypse, I just found out that you love Lila and thereâs just so fucking many of you.â
âI know, my love, I know,â Five nodded, âI wouldnât dare to ask you accept everything so fast, I know itâs a lot to take in.â
âCan you just⌠hold me?â You asked, watching as he didnât waste another second and got up to slide ne t yo you in the booth.
Wrapping one arm around your shoulders to pull you into his chest, he used his other one to caress your hair. You nuzzled your face into his shirt, taking in his scent, as you felt a wave of certitude wash over you. Five held you tightly into his arms, embracing you after years of your absence. He was grateful to have you in his arms once again.
And he was not about to let go anytime soon.
âIâll always hold you, my love,â Five muttered, peppering small kisses in your hair.
The Five from your timeline watched from behind the window as you took comfort in his arms, but not exactly his arms.
This was only the beginning of his lifelong regret.
regulus: i have a gun
james: and? are you threatening me?
regulus: yes
james: go ahead. shoot me. i'm not scared.
regulus: no
regulus: say another word i'm gonna shoot myself
⌠GIYUU X PREGNANT!READER
cw: none, this is fluff, fem!reader
"you have a wife?!" sanemi yelled.
"youâre lying." obanai mumbled. "thatâs sad."
"tomioka, how sweet!" mitsuri called.
giyuuâs eyes narrowed at rengoku, the bright man just smiled innocently.
"i had no idea they didnât know," he sheepishly said.
as soon as giyuu got back from his mission, the flame hashira informed him that his wife was in the butterfly mansion. something had happened, and she needed to be taken to shinobu. unfortunately, rengoku wasnât known for being quiteâblasted eardrums will do that to a personâso the other hashira in the perimeter got to hear (for the first time) that not only was giyuu NOT single, he was MARRIED.
they ended up following him through the halls, pestering him with questions until they reached the room you stayed in. your husband ignored them like usual, the only thing on his mind being your well being.
his nerves were calmed, however, immediately upon seeing you laying in bed, a smile on your face as you chatted with shinobu.
"how are you feeling?" giyuuâs tone was soft as he blocked you from the prying eyes of the other hashira in the doorway. he made his way towards your side.
"tired." you smiled at him, letting your husband hold your hand and run his thumb over your fingers. "shinobu said it was a false contraction."
"it was caused by stress," your friendâs calming voice said. "makes sense, tomioka, anyone married to you would be on edge."
your husband just grumbled at his friend as you giggled. he then helped you sit up in bed, the blankets falling off to reveal your pregnant stomach to the small audience watching.
"you had sex?!" sanemi screamed.
oblivious to the small mass of people staring at you, sanemiâs outburst startled you, causing you to grab onto your husbandâs haori. he instinctively pulled you close, his soft look switching to a death glare towards the doorway.
"hush!" giyuu seethed at him, finally giving attention to the posse. "sheâs nine months pregnant; shut up."
although listening and lowering his voice, sanemi didnât let his question go unanswered. "youâre not a virgin?"
"go away," giyuu deadpanned. "all of you, go away. now."
"itâs okay, darling," you tried to soothe him. "maybe you should introduce me to your friends."
you felt him tense up at that. he didnât let go of your hand, and he only moved half a step away from you (half of them still couldnât see you), and he spoke with a monotone voice. "this is my wife, y/n. sheâs pregnant with our first child."
the was no verbal reaction from the onlookers, just looks of disbelief from the four of them. it felt like you were an animal in the zoo with the way they were all staring dumbfounded at you.
it took a couple minutes for shinobu and rengoku to get the others out, leaving you and giyuu alone in the room. as soon as the door closed, your husband grabbed your face and peppered kisses all over it, causing you to giggle. he took a seat on the edge of the bed to be closer to you.
"iâm so sorry," he said, kissing your lips. "iâm sorry i wasnât here."
"itâs okay, baby." you let your head rest on his shoulder. "iâm just glad i didnât give birth."
"i would never forgive myself if i was gone for that." giyuuâs hand ran up and down your back comfortingly.
you sigh in relief, turning your head to place a kiss on his neck.
"well now that youâre here, letâs get this baby out of me."
Think of this as a sort of prequel before Rosi got Law to take a nap
Nanami Kento who, when asked what his sexual orientation is, simply responds "my wife".
Arisu: *Accidentally hits Chishiya in the face*
Arisu: *Trying to decide between saying 'Iâm fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*
Arisu: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!
Chishiya: Whatâs wrong with you?!
hello, I would like to make a request, a story based on the last episode of yours, Five talking to another Five in the final conversation and they talk about his wife and Canon Five doesn't have one, thanks if you want
a/n: i absolutely loved writing this ty for sending this in ! <3
warnings: language, slight angst, spoilers
summary: Five discovers his missing piece
When Five stumbled into Maxâs and came across an entire diner full of alternate versions of himself, about a million different questions raced through his mind. However, the most pressing issue he found himself wanting to address was the context behind the lovingly placed portrait of a woman on the wall.
âWhoâs the girl?â He asks his counterpart, his eyes remaining glued to the painting. The womanâs smile was gentle, her eyes kind, and her face the most beautiful heâd ever seen. He almost felt drawn to it in a way, as if there was some type of magnetic pull gravitating his focus to her and only her. It was like seeing a ghost or a familiar face from a dream that youâre not quite able to place.
âDonât you recognize her?â The other Five retorts perplexed, confusion clearly etched on his features. âThatâs y/n.â
âCanât say Iâm familiar,â the Boy confesses with an apologetic sigh as he finally pulls his attention away from the painting and sets it back to the Five in front of him.
âNo wonder youâre such a mess,â server Five notes with a diverted smile as he tops off their coffee. Calling over his shoulder, he announces to all Fives, âThe poor bastard doesnât have a y/n.â
Murmurs of surprise and astonished laughter fill the cafe at the news, prompting Fiveâs face to heat in embarrassment at being the butt of a joke he has no grasp of. What do these Fives know that he doesnât?
âCould you please be so kind as to fill me in on who this y/n is,â he requests agitatedly through gritted teeth. Reaching into his pocket, his counterpart pulls out a weathered photograph and slides it across the table for Five to see.
âY/n is the missing piece that completes every Five. We all meet her in different ways at different points of our lives, but every time she manages to anchor us back down to earth. Y/n is the glue that holds us together when everything goes to shit. She believes in us, sees the humanity in us despite the horrors weâve seen and the atrocities weâve committed. She gives us unconditional love even when we think we donât need it, when we think it couldnât possibly exist.â
As Fives look down at the photo before him, he sees himself- or rather, another version of himself- enveloping y/n in his arms. They stand in front of a beautiful home with a picket white fence and a garden full of flowers smiling with pure bliss. Itâs clear that the woman loved this version of him by the adoring look in her eyes, and itâs even clearer that she meant everything to the Five sitting across from him.
âShe means something different to each of us, but I was one of the Fiveâs lucky enough to make her my wife,â his companion notes with an evocative smile. âThat photo was taken on our honeymoon.
âWhere is she now?â Five asks somberly after handing back the photograph.
âDead,â he replies quietly, releasing a mournful sigh as he sinks back into the booth. âLost her in an accident while I was trying to stop the apocalypse for a third time. Thatâs when I decided it was time to hang in the towel.â
âIâm sorry about that.â
âWe had a good run together, I wouldnât change any of it,â the replica admits with a reminiscent smile. He takes another look at the photo, committing it to memory before handing it back to Five. âI think you need this more than I do. You may not have had the chance to know your y/n, but judging by the look on your face when you spotted the portrait I have a good feeling you would have loved her just the same.â
Gingerly taking the photograph back, Five stops to admire her gentle features and adoring smile before tucking it safely into the pocket of his suit. âThank you.â
âYou know what you have to do to fix the timelines,â the other Five firmly instructs him. âJust promise me youâll do by right by my wife. She deserves a safe timeline to live in, one where she can grow old and be happy.â
Rising from his seat at the booth, Five takes one last longing look at the portrait on the wall before returning his gaze to the boy in front of him.
âYou have my word.â
Had this in my drafts since the 16th of August
*barty and sirius in azkaban*
barty: how the fuck haven't you gone completely insane yet
sirius: nothing can break me
barty: James fucked regulus when he was in sixth year and reg was in fifth
sirius: when I get out of here I'm going to kill both of them
barty:
sirius:
y/n: i'm gonna give you five minutes to explain before i snap your neck
sirius: you're lying
y/n: you're absolutely right, you get five seconds, then you wait for me to snap your neck