Fivestories Stories

Join the heroes and heroines of my school days including Jidy, the Dhampir's lover; the Twins and their curious Marionettes; Psalterine and her assassin lover; the Sarozas; and the seemingly Star-Crossed Nami and Yu. {Written when I was fourteen. A compilation of five short stories. Be warned: these are not your ordinary short stories.}

Five stories, one flower shop. Daisies for Daisy - Sixteen-year-old Alex Stowe treks through the city with a bouquet of flowers for his terminally-ill girlfriend. Daisies for Daisy is a touching, sad story about love and loss. Twelve Days of Tulips - Maria Harriett, an aspiring writer, sends poetry and tulips to her far-away love. Twelve Days of Tulips is a lighthearted, short story about long-distance relationships and, of course, well-written poetry by yours truly. Wisteria Wedding - Marisol Kole searches endlessly for the perfect flower for her wedding. Wisteria Wedding is a cute story about treasure hunting and beautiful blossoms. Roses are Rouge - Twelve-year-old Cupid Maine struggles to win over his crush. Roses are Rouge is a comical story about love letters and rouge roses. Snap Dragons - Kyra Zinny, a librarian, searches for a flower fit for a queen. Snap Dragons is a fairy-tale-like story about queens in castles and knights in not-so-shiny armor.

I walk to my room, brush my teeth and hair, change into my Pajamas; everything I usually do in my average, mundane, life. When I make it to my bed and crash into it I fall right to sleep despite the fact that I hadn't even done much to make myself tired in the first place... ------------------- I realize I've woken back up, what seemed like 2 SECONDS later to me, but I know it was probably a lot longer than that, I refuse to open my eyes nonetheless despite the slight light creeping over my eyelids. I tried to grasp my blankets closer to me, I was shivering slightly and my teeth had started to chatter, but to no avail, because there weren't any blankets to cling onto. I jolt up at that, and the realization the thing I'm lying on is, in fact, not my bed, and is actually concrete, which is cold to the touch; which is probably why I'm so cold right now. My eyes start to flicker open and adjust to my new surroundings, I had to blink a few times, because 1. there was a bright light despite never leaving lights on at night due to disturbance of my sleep, and 2. I realize where I am.... outside of Griddy's Doughnuts... in a show I always loved and dreamed of meeting, The Umbrella Academy. "Shit." --------------------- Hello! This is my first story so please don't leave hate, although I do appreciate constructive criticism! This is a fanfic (Five x Y/N), and I do not own The Umbrella Academy or any of the characters except Y/N, and of course, all of you own her a bit too! This will be a Five X Fem!Reader, I have written some small fanfics for myself before and since I'm a girl, it just comes more naturally for me and I wouldn't wanna make any mistakes, sorry I might do a different one in the future or you can just imagine different pronouns! I hope you enjoy the story once I have the motivation to write it lol! Love - The Author

"𝘈-𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭?" "𝘿𝙤 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣?" "𝘏-𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭." "𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜." "𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘥-𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯?" "𝙉𝙤. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚." {𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈 - 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝} #1 in umbrellaacademy #1 in five #2 in femoc #1 in eighthargreeves #1 in numbereight #1 in lutherhargreeves #1 in fivexoc