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Y/n's experience being related to the Hargreeves trust me it is a highway to hell. Never started following the rules and she doesn't chose to do so anytime soon. Drugs, parties, money, and love. The four necessities to survive being part of the Hargreeves family. Now down to the point. What the hell are you doing in my diary? read it I'll chop off your genitals. Luther, this is the fifth time this week. It might be Klaus. Same goes for both. If you want your virgin parts I suggest you spare yourself the pain. :)

Just some Five x Reader imagines and different stories that you and Five will share in this reading, contains some mature content ☕️ hope you enjoy (SLOW UPDATES)

You and five we are couple when you guys were young but then something happened I also have an Aidan x reader book in here so yeah make sure to check that out 2! I update every other day Some smut 😏 i'm starting to write season 2 of umbrella academy in the five x reader because i know some of you guys probably want to read about season 2 YOU CAN PICK THE AGE OF THE CHARACTERS AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT I WRITE PLEASE DON'T COMMENT RUDE THINGS THANK YOUUU

October 1st 1989. 43 women gave birth to 43 extraordinary children. I was one of those children. 8 of us were adopted by a billionaire named Sir Reginald Hargreeves. He trained us and called is the Umbrella AcademyAcademy. My name is Number Eight. I wasn't given a name so my robotic mother named me Y/N. I had a strange childhood to say the least. But I had moved on. I got my own place and a normal job. However, I got a call from Pogo (our fathers monkey butler) telling me that our father died. This means I have to go back to the Academy and see my siblings again. This will be fun. First story so don't judge me lol. Have fun <3

"𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤... 𝙤𝙡𝙙... 𝙣𝙤𝙬..." -𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 ||| Stupid kids hate each other and then fall in love. Sure you've read it in every single damn 'fic on this platform. But then one of them disappears, and the other moves on. But she doesn't. She's beaten, and her child is ripped from her own fingers. Five reappears after nearly 17 years, his charming personality gone, and he demands that the family helps him with his little apocalypse problem. And they ultimately fail. You know how the story goes. They end up in 1963, scattered across Dallas, and bring the apocalypse with them. Five and Y/N start getting comfortable. By the time they're back in 2019, they're fucked up, and craving nothing but peace. The apocalypse says no. But something's different this time. Something is whispering horrors into "Little Number Eight's" dreams. Whatever you do, don't save the world. ||| "𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 17 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪! 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪!" - 𝐘/𝐍 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 You have the ability to rewrite your atomic structure, taking the form of any living being you can comprehend, commonly referred to as "shape-shifting" or "shifting." At one point I was ranked in the top 4 for "fivexreader", so how bad can it be?

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚈/𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝. - 𝚈/𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙. 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝚈/𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. - Chapter Eight, "Extra Ordinary" by: Vanya Hargreeves PLAYLIST LINK IS IN MY BIO

Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"

You were one of the kids born on October 1, but when Reginald Hargreeves came to ask for you, you parents said no. Until they realized that you actually had powers, then they thought you were a monster. So you ran away, to the Umbrella Academy where you met Five Hargreeves.