Handler Stories

That night, the stars aligned, heaven dropped a line Before you, I was just a flare in the sky A kid too afraid to go to play in the light A colorless painter, a man with no sight Before you, I was nothin', was nothin', had nothin', I only had A kiss, a touch, a song that made me cry. And all the drugs I've done, they never got me higher than the first time we met There's nothing like the first time we met. I crashed my car, oh, baby, I was flyin' and I talked to God, He couldn't get me higher than the first time we met There's nothing like the first time, the first time we met ♡ Five Hargreeves x Male oc English isn't my first language, keep that in mind! This story follows the Netflix Series. Started- ??? Status- Season 1- Started ♡ Season 2- Not Started ♡ Season 3- Not Started ♡ Season 4- Not Started ♡

The key to stopping nuclear doomsday wasn't Viktor, it was the death of JFK. Which was unfortunate, because back at Elliott's, Diego was gloating about his success in saving JFK and had set up a party to celebrate. To save the world, Five has to make a deal with the Handler that he really doesn't want to make-again.

paso este libro a wattpad, para los pobres como yo, que no podemos comprar el libro fisico :3 yo tambien los quiero <3 ahre

just rp

"You will pay," I heard him hiss. I looked up at the blistering burn I had caused and took my chances with a retort. "I think it's a good look for you," I whispered, sarcastically purring in his ear. He growled and began to pull me even farther away from my goal, before using my last trick on him. Using the candle I still held in my other hand, I lowered the flame onto his own skin that gripped onto me, causing him to flinch back in fear of the fire. His eyes flashed angrily, "You will do well to remember my name, little fawn. Kane is the last person you will see in this life," He answered back too calmly for his arrogant self. This isn't over, I thought grimly as his half-burned face faded away while I disappeared into the portal. Now to find what I came for I thought, filled with a new drive when I saw the bright light of the Mortal world.

"On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began." Y/n was one of the lucky ones. Her mom kept her and cared for her. She had a wonderful childhood full of ice cream and school friends. That is, until, she found her frantic neighbor on the side of the street. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- The Umbrella Academy reader insert Fem reader Enjoy :)) Story shared with duke_destin

You've heard the story of the winter soldier. How James Barnes got, literally, kidnapped by Hydra and turned into a monster. Yet you've never heard what was happening behind the closed doors in the Hydra compounds. Elissa, or Elis, Smith is seen as a basic 23 year old with a wealthy family. What if it was a little more complicated than that? NOTE: This is my first fanfiction..so beware. It'll probably be bad!

Five Hargreeves returns back to 2019 to save the world from an oncoming apocalypse, only he brings a girl named Y/N from another universe where the Umbrella Academy is just a show for her. What happens next?

After racking up a decent amount of experience as a monster hunter, Leo Thomadaughter heard about a new monster in the new world. He then goes on an expedition with his handler to find tracks in the Wildspire Waste. However, they're tailed by a suspicious hunter who seems to not want them to find it for an unspecified reason. I do not own the picture on the cover or the Monster Hunter franchise, obviously.

The Umbrella Academy was walking around when they heard someone getting beaten up in an ally way, but when they turned the corner the person they found didn't need any help. Y/N is your name. You are non-binary, your pronouns are They/Them. You were born on October 1st 1989, on the twelfth hour of the day. Unfortunately, you were not lucky enough to be adopted by Reginald Hargreeves and were raised by your dads in Honolulu, Hawaii. Your dad's names are Michael and Elijah. You were taken away by the Handler when you were was 10 and when you refused to work with her she froze you in an ice block for 17 years. You eventually worked yourself up enough to use your power to break free. You currently look 13 but you are actually 30. It's 2019. Enjoy♡

Ever wanted to throw knives with Diego, or be stuck in the apocalypse with Five? Or even explore your own powers in the Umbrella Academy? All of these and more will come true here! Don't be afraid to DM me, I'm always open to requests!

Tristessa Hope lost her father when she was only 10. Her mother committed suicide on her eleventh birthday. Living with her aunt doesn't seem to help much either. Tortured and abused for 5 years, Tristessa just wants to be liberated from all her suffering. On her sixteenth birthday, things start to change when a mysterious hooded figure gifts her a doll resembling her. Could this be the change she had been waiting and dreaming for? Or could this be a beginning of her worst nightmares? A/N: This story might convey some dark and disturbing messages to certain readers. If you are uncomfortable about mind-control, monarch programming and illuminati, I strongly suggest you to AVOID reading this book. Also, I'm not trying to glamorize death and occult through this book. I'm just writing n how one can gain the whole world yet lose their own soul in the process.

twilight gets a new mission, so Yor and Anya decide to take advantage of that and have a mother bonding outing! I wonder what Loid's mission was...