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Pass the happy! 🌻 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!

First of all this is so adorable, I love it❤ 

Okay so, the five things are: 

🌻 the smell of coffee early in the morning 

🌻 discovering a new book 

🌻 making a friend laugh 

🌻 hearing my fave song on the radio 

🌻 really early morning bus rides (before corona)

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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲

Imaginas, escenarios, shots, de los personajes de The Umbrella academy.

Cabe aclarar que NO soy la autora original de ninguno de estos escritos, yo solo me tomo el trabajo de traducirlos para su entretenimiento y con el debido permiso de los autores originales, por lo que TODO EL CRÉDITO es para ellos

Creditos:

@octavia-marie-blake @justallamaimaginingthings @pretend-writer @alchemistbee @euphoniumpets

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To all my Spanish speaking followers, plz check this out❤ A big thanks to @ssiyunho for the translation and for choosing my work to be part of this project💞💞💞

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If you’re afraid to leave a review/comment because you think it’ll sound stupid, don’t be. Just leave an incoherent reply in all caps. We love that shit.

Sincerely,

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Even a keysmash as a comment can make a writer’s day and I’m so grateful to all of you people that take time to read the random things my mind produces and take time to interract

Photo found on google, so credit to whoever made it

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Interrupted {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

A/n: I was editing a request and then took a nap so instead of the request, here’s a tiny one-shot about my dream, because I thougt why the fuck no? Hope you enjoy 💗

Words: 1.200 ish  II  TUA Masterlist

The hot water felt like heaven as it hit your sore body and you could feel every muscle relaxing as the steam filled the small bathroom. The past few days you had been beyond stressed, but how could you not when just having been informed that the world was about to end in ten days and there was close to nothing any of you could do to stop it. Closing your eyes, you tried to push all thoughts away and just enjoy the small break you had managed to squish between the end of the world and all of the Hargreeves drama. Deep down you knew the siblings loved each other and that was why seeing them lash out at each other was so tiring. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t hear the door open or the ruffling of the curtain as it was being pulled open, until you felt your boyfriend's arms gently sneak around your waist.

"Hey you" You said softly, leaning towards him so that your back was against his chest. Instead of replying Klaus hummed lowly, pleased to be able to have that skin on skin contact after what had felt like ages when it truly was less than a week. When the two of you were not rushing around, trying to help his brother with whatever had been stuck on his mind after he returned from the future, there always seemed to be someone around. Your private moments became rare and the loss of physical contact was getting to the both of you.

"I missed you" He whispered while leaving small kisses on your shoulder. You turned around to look at him and was met by a look of pure adoration that made your knees feel week. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you placed your lips on his in a tender but short lived kiss. However, the peacefulness of the moment was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

"Y/n do you know where's Klaus?" Diego asked and it took a lot of willpower for you to stifle a laugh upon seeing Klaus make a ridiculous face of annoyance, while nodding at you not to say anything.

"No idea, sorry Diego" You replied sounding as serious as you could under the circumstances and hoping the running water would cover your giggle.

"Tell him there's a family meeting about to start. You're welcome to join as well" Diego replied through the closed door before leaving. The moment the footsteps fade in the distance, you bursted out laughing as you gently smacked Klaus' arm and he made a theatrical move to clutch his arm to his chest.

"What was that for?" He exclaimed in a fake hurt tone making you roll your eyes at his antics, despite finding them adorable.

"Making me lie and almost laugh while I was doing so" You replied, but deep down you were just glad you hadn’t been caught. You and Diego had been friends since you had first joined the Academy and usually he could tell when you were lying.

"Yeah, but would we be able to do that if you hadn't lied?" He asked before pulling you in for another kiss only that this time his lips moved hungrily against yours as his grip on your waist tightened making a sigh escape your lips. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss as he pushed you back against the wall and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. You let her fingers run through his curly locks, tugging when you felt him gently bite down on your lower lip only for him to let out a throaty groan.

You broke apart, both of you panting and before you could say anything he started trailing feather like kisses down the column of your neck making a tiny chuckle escape you as his stubble tickled the sensitive skin. You could feel him smile against you, the action making your heart flutter. It had been more than a while since you had had the chance to be so playful around him and you were more than willing not to waste the chance. Your fingers slowly traced his jawline, prompting him to lean up for another kiss, melting under your delicate touch. His grip on your waist tightened causing you to grind your lips against his, sending a shiver of anticipation to run through him.

Unfortunately the universe had decided against you that day, as another knock was heard.

"Sorry to interrupt, honey, but we kind of need you down there" Allison's voice echoed through the door.

"Just give me a second to get ready and I'll be there" You replied. Klaus rolled his eyes as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. The moment had been cut short, way too short for his liking and he was not ready to let it go just yet.

"Do we have to go?" He whined and even though you couldn't see it, you were certain there was a prominent pout on his lips.

"Yes, we do. Now let me down and let's go" You replied, chuckling at his reaction. No matter how disappointed you were at the thought of having to leave Klaus' warm embrace, the end of the world was not something that could wait.

"No" He insisted, wrapping both arms around your waist as he stubbornly pressed you against his chest.

"Please?" Deciding to play his game, you gave him the best puppy eyes you could muster and not a moment later your feet touched the floor again.

"Fiiiine. I mean, if you can say no to this" He said, striking an exaggerated model-like pose and you couldn't help admitting he actually looked hot.

"Let's make a deal. We go down there, talk about what new way things have gotten screwed up this time and if the world hasn't ended by nightfall, we get back right where we left off. How does that sound?" You asked while you tried to dry off your hair the best you could before getting dressed, Klaus following you out of the shower with a defeated huff.

"Promising" He replied with a wink.

A few moments later, the two of you made your way to the Academy's living room only to be met by the familiar sight of Luther and Diego arguing. Allison proceeded to explain Luther's absurd theory that their father had gotten murdered by their mom. You tried to calm down the two brothers that were about to get into another fist fight, while Klaus seemed to be much more interested in searching for the pack of cigarettes he had lost. However, Luther interrupted you before you could say a word, looking pretty fazed.

"Is that a hickey?" He asked and you cursed the moment you thought v-neck was a good idea.

"No, it's... it's a mosquito bite" You lied through your teeth, doing your best to refrain from shooting Klaus a dirty look for not having warned you.

"Buzz, buzz, bitches" Klaus exclaimed, making direct eye contact with Luther, whose expression turned positively horrified. You tried -and failed- to stifle a laugh, despite the slight blush that formed on your cheeks. Not long afterwards the incident was forgotten as the conversation shifted back to the main problem. However, you had already started planning your revenge on Klaus, a revenge he ended up enjoying more than he should...

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Memories {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

A/n: The dialogue in bold is a prompt by @write-it-motherfuckers​ requested by @starxidismoos​ . It's a bit shorter than my usual stuff, but longer ones are in queue. Enjoy!

Words: 1100ish  II  Masterlist

All credit for the photo goes to @absolutelysheehan​  💕💕

The light summer breeze flew through the window of the small apartment, carrying with it the crisp of the night. You were curled up on the side of the bed, completely lost in the book on your hand. The sound of the water running from the bathroom stopped and a few moments later Klaus walked out, wearing nothing but neon briefs. His hair were still wet from the shower and you could notice a few droplets running all the way down to the crook of his neck, passing by his collarbones and reaching his lean chest. Your eyes followed them as the desire to trace the exact same path with your lips formed.

"Enjoying the view, I see" He noted playfully after catching you staring at him from behind your book.

"You know I do. However, this has earned my attention for now" You replied, having to put on a lot of effort not to roll your eyes at the pout that formed on his face. If there was one way to describe Klaus in a relationship that would be adorably clingy. He always looked for a way to establish physical contact, whether that was resting his hand on your thigh while one of you was driving or holding hands when you walked around the city. There was something about the softness of your touch that felt so comforting that he couldn't imagine living without it and you never missed a chance to show him he wouldn't have to.

Instead of replying he plopped down on the mattress, leaning on his elbow so that he was facing you. A soft smile graced his features as he observed you returning to being fully focused on the book. With hair tied up in a messy bun and an oversized t-shirt, you never ceased to captivate him. Realizing that there was nothing he could do to overshadow the little attention thief, he shifted around, so that his head was resting on your lap. Almost instinctively, your hand reached out to comb through his damp locks, eliciting a satisfied hum of approval from his lips.

"Will you read to me?" He asked, shooting you a pleading look that made your heart melt and a chuckle to escape you. You happily accepted his offer before turning back a few pages in search for the poem's beginning.

"This one is called The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot" You explained and he nodded, closing his eyes as he let your velvet voice ring in his ears. Reading to him had slowly become one of your favorite habits, both of you loving the proximity of it. However, if Klaus wanted to be honest, he'd admit that usually he paid more attention to your silky voice that, combined with the feeling of your fingers running through his hair, was enough for him to feel positively blissful. By the time you put down the book you were almost certain he would have fallen asleep, being pleasantly surprised to be met by his piercing green eyes.

"Did you like it?" You asked, curious as always to hear his opinion.

"Yeah. I mean, it was sad, but the beautiful kind of sad" His reply was accompanied by a vague motion of his hands, something he used to do when he wanted to get a point across. For a while the two of you stayed like that, him lazily playing with the hem of your shirt as you reveled in the warmth of his touch.

"Can I ask you a question?" His voice broke the comfortable silence a few minutes later.

"Shoot" You replied, followed by a small pause while you got up and moved to snuggle on his chest. Leaving the softest of kisses on your forehead, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer.

"What's your most precious memory?" He asked. To say that you were taken by surprise would be an understatement. It wasn't unusual for Klaus to come up with questions weird and unexpected enough to trigger hours of late night conversations and there was nothing you loved more than resting in his arms while you talked about everything and nothing. Mentally searching through your memories, you realized you could hardly choose one you'd consider the most precious. All your moments with Klaus were special and for a moment you were about to say your first kiss when another thought came in your mind.

"Honestly? That time, not long after we met, when we sat in that shitty little car park late at night, eating those terrible chips from the petrol station with the broken sign" You said finally, prompting him to give you a confused look. According to what he remembered that night had been fun, but he had never considered it that special, especially in comparison to everything the two of you had been through since then.

"Seriously? Why?"

"Because it was the first time I saw you smile for real and I think it was the first time you let your walls down around me" The moment those words fell from your lips, he could swear his heart skipped a bit. He turned to look at you with eyes full of love and affection, still trying to process what you said. It took a moment for the reality of it to sink in, and when it did he felt like his whole being was flooded with a warm fuzzy feeling. Sure, he had hoped for you to reply with one of your shared memories, but he had never imagined it could be something like that and once again Klaus found himself in awe of you.

"Are you for real?" He asked in a small voice.

"Of course I am" You replied softly, melting under his gaze. Seeing Klaus this vulnerable was more than rare and it made you realize just how much that meant to him. You reached out to trace his cheekbone with your thumb, returning the heated gaze with just as much intensity. Slowly, you leaned in for a tender kiss, loving the way his lips molded against yours. Klaus let out a sigh as the two of you broke apart. His eyes were still closed and he refused to lean back, unwilling to let any distance get between the two of you yet.

"I love you" He whispered slowly before pulling you in for another kiss. There were no words to express what was going on in his mind, instead he chose to show you. The rest of the night was spent like that, foreheads pressed together as you lied in a mess of tangled limbs while whispering sweet nothings into the night. For once in his life, Klaus felt truly loved and he adored you in return. Settling down had never felt better...

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Oh my god I loved your Umbrella Academy preference!!! Seeing good writing like yours makes me so happy. I would love to request another preference if you feel inspired (for everyone except five!) possibly a fem!reader who is super protective of their s/o and will defend them physically and/or verbally but also has a soft side? (Feel free to ignore if it’s not your jam!) 💗💗

Thank you so much luv💖 I'm really glad you enjoyed it!! Just wanted to let you know that I'll post the preferences based on your request separately because they're coming out long enough to be considered drabbles. Thank you so much for requesting and plz feel free to comment and/or request anything else that's on your mind💞

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Protective {TUA Preference // Luther}

A/n: I know the request said preference, but this came out a little longer than expected so I'll post each one of them separately as blurbs. Thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy it❤💞 Btw this is posted from my phone so the format may be a little fucked up.

Request: "I would love to request another preference if you feel inspired (for everyone except five!) possibly fem!reader who is super protective of their s/o and will defend them physically and/or verbally but also has a soft side?" By @eagleandthebutterfly

Words: 954  II  TUA Masterlist

To say that Luther was sensitive when it came to what the serum had done to his body would an understatement. The supposed leader of the Umbrella Academy found himself spending hours in front of the mirror, taking in what he perceived to be the most disgusting sight he had ever witnessed. The skin of his chest, arms and back had turned a dark almost blue shade and it had roughened to an unbelievable extend. This was not normal. This was not even human. The same two phrases kept repeating themselves in his head until he had come to believed them wholeheartedly.

No matter how hard he tried to hide it behind large coats and leather gloves, there was no way he could prevent people from giving him weird stares even as he was walking down the road and deep down he couldn't blame them. He knew that not long ago he could have reacted the same way. Slowly, as time went by, Luther had come to accept the fact that he was going to be stuck in that repulsive ape-like for the rest of his life, and had given up trying to avoid, instead plunging into a rabbit hole of self depreciation and denial.

When he met you there was no way he thought you would ever spare him a glance, not to mention fall in love with him and him with you. It was the first and only good thing that had happened to him after returning from the Moon and getting dragged into the end of the world. He had never felt more thankful in his life than when you had landed next to him in the 60s, his large hand still gripping yours. It took a lot of time but he finally opened up to you about the secret hatred he harboured for his body and since that day you had vowed to show him how much you loved each part of him, even the ones that had suffered the consequences of the serum. And that was how the two of you had ended up here.

“So, darling tell me, what's a pretty thing like you doing with that monkey?” The man's voice was cruel, causing multiple laughs to be heard from the other side of the boxing gym. You glared daggers at the company of three that were taking their break, cauaing their laughter to be cut short. After all that time, people had come to know that you weren't one to be toyed with. You had your boundaries set and your wrath reserved for anyone who dared disrespect them.

“Not that it is any of your business but I love that man more than you could possibly fathom so you'd better watch your mouth” You replied, doing your best to maintain your composure. After Luther confessing how much he worried about you, especially during a time when you had to keep your powers hidden to avoid the unwanted attention, you had promised to stay out of trouble, or at least try.

“Love? Honey I've seen this man fighting and there's nothing a woman could love there. I bet I could show you a real good time, why don't you try being with a normal man for a change?” The man carried on as if your warning hadn't even been said. There was something about the arrogant look on his face that made you realise he actually meant those things and that was the moment your self control gave out.

Moving in a matter of seconds, you grabbed the man by his collar, bringing him down to your eye level.

“I don't know who you think you are, but you don't get to talk like this. Not to me, not to my husband, not to anyone. So get out of my sight before I make you regret it” With each word your eyes shone a brighter shade of blue until they were glowing, matching perfectly the flashing blue aura that started to seep through your fingers. The man gave you a petrified look and tried to get away from you, but your grip kept him in place. “Do you understand?”

You had been so preoccupied in trying to control your anger that you hadn't even noticed when Luther had returned from the dressing room and rushed to your side the moment he realized what was happening. Placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, he helped you calm down enough for the blue glimmer to subside, much unlike your anger.

“What my wife is saying is that you should leave” Luther explained steadily, but before the sentence was over the man had already rushed outside, still terrified after witnessing your powers.

“What did he say that got you so riled up?” Luther asked you, after checking that you were unharmed and well. He knew that you could handle yourself in a fight, but still he found himself worrying sick that maybe one day you would end up getting hurt and he wouldn't be there for you. What he didn't expect was for you to instantly switch from full attack mode to shy and fidgeting, seemingly too interested in the floor as your eyes focused there, refusing to meet his inquiring gaze.

“Nothing” You tried -and failed- to brush off the situation, but his questioning look was enough for you to understand that he knew you good enough to know when you were lying “He insulted you and I know you're still insecure about the way you look. I'm sorry”

Instead of replying, he pulled you in one of the giant hugs you so loved and gently rubbed circles on your back. “Just please don't get hurt”

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Update

Due to personal reasons my computer decided to almost blow up and for the past couple of days I've been struggling to make it work *not successfully tho*

I finally send it over to a service company but it will take a couple of days until I get it back. I keep writing stuff on my phone but I won't be able to edit/post anything for a while.

Plz don't hesitate to keep sending in asks/requests, my creative mood is still going strong. However posts will be late and I'm terribly sorry😢

Love, A

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I'd like to request an angsty smut of Klaus x reader. 71, 1 from the angst/fluff prompt list. Also the way I got excited when I saw your requests are open, the T H I R S T do be real lol Anyway, I REALLY love your writings and thanks for doing this ❤️✨

Heyyy, thank you so much luv ❤️ I just wanted to let you know your request has been posted! I really hope you like it and plz don’t hesitate to hit me up with any comments and/or requests!!

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Masterlist {TUA Version}

A/n: Most of those fics don’t appear under the tags and I’m really mad at tumblr rn. Requests are open, so don’t hesitate to drop by my askbox ❤️❤️

Klaus Hargreeves

Life And Death Pt 1 II Pt 2

Angel

Running In Circles

Memories

Interrupted

Luther Hargreeves 

Protective

Preferences

The Little Things

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Running In Circles {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

Request: "I'd like to request an angsty smut of Klaus x reader. 71, 1 from the angst/fluff prompt list. Also the way I got excited when I saw your requests are open, the T H I R S T do be real lol Anyway, I REALLY love your writings and thanks for doing this ❤️✨" by @pythonstarlet 

Prompts: 1:"I love you, please don’t go", 71:"You've been drinking tonight, haven't you?"

Words: 3.500ish  II  TUA Masterlist

A/n: Okay, Klaus is the switch of the century, Y’all fight me on this. Thanks for requesting and I really hope this lives up to your expectaions!!Don’t hesitate to leave a comment and/or request anything else that’s on your mind ❤️

  “We're always running in circles

Forever chasing a dream

As if everything that we long for

Is not as far as it seems”

-Asking Alexandria

The night had been as peaceful as it could get and Y/n could not be happier to finally have a chance to rest after an exhausting day at work. Having been too preoccupied by your favorite TV series playing, you hadn’t even realized it was near 3 am until a persistent knock on the door snapped you back to reality. You got up, slowly making your way towards the door as a nagging feeling of worry settled on you.

If you wanted to be honest, you'd admit that you were half expecting to face a badly injured Diego, asking you to patch him up after one of his vigilante jobs gone wrong. However, the sight you came face to face with the moment the door opened was completely different. Klaus was leaning on the wall, barely able to hold himself up as he held onto the doorframe in a failed attempt to keep his balance. It took him a moment, but when he finally looked up, you could see his eyes were bloodshot red and there was a bleeding cut on his cheek.

"Can I crash here for the night?" He slurred, leaning forward as the smell of alcohol hit you. There were countless thoughts running through your mind, countless questions that needed to be asked. However it was evident that Klaus was in no state to answer any of them.

Without a word, you helped him to the couch as he put a hand on your shoulder in order to stabilize himself. Only then did you realize his whole body was trembling. Placing a hand on his forehead, you felt him burning up as if he had a fever and a worried sigh left your lips. He sank on the couch and you sat down next to him, trying to get him to look at you. Pushing aside the immerse panic caused by the thought he might have OD'ed again, you tried to check his pulse when his hand came to your wrist, halting your movement.

"I'm fine" He said, trying to brush off the concerned look you gave him.

"Clearly you're not. You've been drinking tonight, haven't you?" You asked in what you hoped to be a steady tone. To say that seeing him in that state pained you would be an understatement. It might have been far from the first time something similar had happened but that only seemed to make it worse.

"Just a little. Or a lot" He answered and burst out laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. The laugh was short lived, fading away the moment his eyes met yours. No matter how hard you tried, there was no way you could hide your emotions, fear and disappointment evident in your expression.

"I thought you were actually going to try this time, you promised you were going to try this time. What happened?" You asked. It had only been two days since you had picked him up from the rehabilitation center, two days since he had looked at you and promised that time was going to be different.

"What always happens" He replied simply. The past weeks spent in rehab had been filled by nothing but crushing self doubt and horrifying visions and there was only so much he could handle. Knowing how those conversations usually went, he wanted nothing more than to leave things as they were and fall sleep, but he couldn't. If anything he owned you some explanation. "I thought I could do this, but I can't. I needed to get them out of my head"

"And why didn't you call? You were supposed to call when it got bad and I was supposed to help" You reminded him softly, allowing the familiar blue glimmer of your powers to shine in your palms. A year after you had moved in the Academy, your powers had significantly grown and you had found out that you were actually able to relieve others of any physical pain, or more accurately absorb it, even if it came with the cost.

"We both know what that thing does to you, and I'm done hurting you" He replied, turning to look at you with intensity you had never seen in his eyes before.

"And what the fuck do you think standing by and watching you slowly killing yourself does to me?" You snapped at him, voice more harsh than you intended as you stood up from the couch. Feeling frustration threatening to consume you, you paced around trying to calm down as much as possible. Lashing out at him was only going to make things harder than they already were.

"Oh don't be so dramatic. Besides, sobriety is so overrated, it's not even worth it" I'm not worth it. He tried to sound careless, but it came out strained and he cringed at the cracking of his voice. Turning around, you crouched in front of him so that your eyes were on the same level. You let out a deep breath before taking his hands in yours and squeezing gently in an effort to make him focus on what you were going to say.

"For the first time in your life I need you to actually listen to me. I know you, Klaus Hargreeves. I know that despite the selfish act you play, deep down you're kind and caring. I know you're a stubborn prick that can achieve anything you put your mind on. And I know you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. So don’t doubt for a second that I'd do anything to help you. All I need is for you to let me do this, okay?" By the time you were done talking, tears had gathered on the corners of his eyes, and all he could do was nod, not trusting his voice. There were so many things he wanted to say, but even the thought of them terrified him. You shot him a sad smile before the bruise on his face caught your attention one more.

Watching you getting up, he buried his head in the pillows, regretting the moment he decided to ask for your help. If it was one thing he despised more than the ghosts in his head that was seeing you disappointed and even worse hurt, especially when he knew he was the one that had caused it. Still, after being let down time after time, you hadn't turn your back at him. You were still there after all the pain he had caused you and he hated himself for that. He knew he should either get his shit together and become the person you believed him to be or let you go and spare you the misery his life was, but he was too weak.

The truth Klaus had come to realize was that he couldn’t live without you. The only moments of happiness he could remember had been spent with you. From the beginning you had been his anchor, helping him through the hell his powers had put him through. You were the only person who could push the voices away, and he could never forget the nights he had fallen asleep next to you. As if that wasn't enough he was in love with you, had been for as long as he could remember knowing you, and the thought that he wasn't good enough for you was killing him.

When you came back, you sat back down on the couch and started gently pressing the towel on his cut, getting the blood away. Without noticing, you placed a hand on his other cheek to keep him steady, sending an electrifying chill to course through him. Your touch always had the same effect on him, sending him on a high unlike any other he had witnessed.

"This may sting a little" You warned, pouring some disinfectant on the towel.

"Right now you could punch me and I wouldn't feel a damn thing" He replied. And I'd deserve it.

While you worked on the cut your eyes wondered to his, remembering how they used to spark with mischief and joy when the two of you playfully messed around. You could spend hours drowning in his emerald eyes, feeling almost hypnotized by the variety of emotions hidden in them. No matter how much he had changed, hiding his true self behind pills and booze, his eyes remained the same reminding you of the Klaus you used to know, the Klaus you had fallen in love with years ago and never had the guts to say it.

When you were done cleaning the wound, you let your fingers dance up to his face while blue sparks erupted from them. Your thumb traced his cheekbone and he leaned into your touch as he felt the familiar tingle of your powers above his cheek, until there was nothing left from the once bleeding cut. For a moment the veins on your arm turned black, a clear sign that the wound had successfully healed. You were about to pull your hand away when he wrapped his fingers around your wrist. He left a couple soft kisses against your palm, surprising the both of you.

"Klaus…" His name falls from your lips in a small whisper that's both a warning and a plea. You're warning him to stop this before it's too late and at the same time begging him to keep going because you know that whatever is going on between the two of you is real and you've never felt that way before in your life. The two of you have danced around the lines of friendship so many times, whether it was drunken one night stands or falling asleep curled into each other, that you simply can’t go back to being friends but at the same time can't find the strength to surrender to your feelings.

He doesn’t know if it’s the alcohol or the shock from your words that still linger on his mind, but something inside him is begging him to kiss you and he gives in. He leans in, capturing your lips as his hand makes its way to the back of your neck, guiding you closer to him. The blissful feeling of finally being able to touch him sends a shiver down your spine. Using his grip on your wrist, he pulls you closer and following his lead you straddle his waist ending up sitting on his lap. Your hands roam around his chest, marveling at the way his lean muscles tense under your touch and you couldn’t be more thankful for the v-neck of the shirt he's wearing.

The need for oxygen becomes too much and you break apart, panting, foreheads pressed together and eyes still fluttered close. A meaningful silence befalls the two of you his hands refuse to loosen their grip on your waist, even when you slightly leans back to look at him. This is all you've ever wanted but still there's something wrong about it. His warm breath is hitting your face and you can smell the alcohol there. That's when it hits you. The realization feels like the bittersweet sense of déjà vu that crushes you when you visit a placed you used to call home. You've been through this too many times before and you know how this ends. You will spend the night in the heat of passion and for a while you'll believe there's a chance that this means more to him than just sex, only for you to wake up alone again.

"What are we doing?" You ask, cursing your traitorous body for the breathlessness of your tone. He tilts his head slightly, shooting you a confused look. "Klaus, we're just running in circles. It's the same story, repeating itself and it only ends up hurting both of us" It's the hardest thing you'll ever have to do, but you force yourself to follow through, as you slowly untangle yourself from him.

"No, not this time" He rushes to explain causing a humorless chuckle from you.

"How is tonight any different?" You ask, but the question is met with nothing but silence. The way he's looking at you is practically begging you to stay. He knows it's a hopeless attempt, he's screwed this up so many times he doubts there's any way it can be fixed, but he has to try, he owns it to the both of you. There is only one way to make it right and it scares him to death, but his choices are running out. He takes a deep breath, trying to remain collected as he prepares for what is to follow. You have gotten up and halfway to your bedroom when you hear him talk.

"Because tonight I'm telling the truth. Look, Y/n I-" He struggles to find the right words and the way you're watching him, taking in his every movement makes it even harder. His mind is still a little fuzzy from the alcohol, and even though the high is wearing off, the fact that just moments ago he was kissing you makes it almost impossible to think straight. "The nights I've spend with you have been great, but so is every moment by your side. I don't know how you put up with me even after I fucked up again and again, but that's just another proof of how beautiful a person you are. I'm a mess, but you make me want to be better. For this and for so much more, I love you. I've loved you for longer than I can remember and I-I need you here. Please don't go…"

You can barely precede the words that come out of his mouth, having wished for them so many times you can't believe it is actually happening. There's a hint of desperation lacing his voice and it's enough to make you realize he's telling the truth.

"And why did you run?" It's nothing more than a whisper, but he hears it. He pushes himself off the couch and walks up to you.

"Because I'm a fucking coward. The way you make me feel, it scared me more than I can explain. I was afraid I would end up hurting you or losing you. I know I don’t deserve you, but I'm ready to try, if you'll have me"

You cup the side of his face with your hand, softly caressing his cheek and he almost stops breathing when you leave a tender kiss on the corner of his lips. He's looking at you so lovingly it causes your heart to skip a bit. "I love you. I've always loved you and always will"

And then he's kissing you and it feels like heaven. It's different from any other kiss you've had, slower and more sensual, but just as hungry. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest and the gasp you make is all the invitation he needs to deepen the kiss. While your tongues fight for dominance you tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging slightly which elicits a throaty groan from his lips. The grip on your waist becomes even tighter, sure to leave a bruise, but the only thing that matters to you is the way his lips move against yours in a fervent way that makes your whole body tingle.

The two of you stumble backwards to the bedroom, not once breaking contact, as clothes start flying off. You've already managed to unbutton the rest of his shirt and he shrugs it off, throwing it on the floor. Kicking the bedroom door open, he backs you up until your knees hit the bed. Only then does the kiss break and he makes a quick work of disposing your tank top and pants, leaving you on nothing but a flimsy set of black underwear. Your hand fumbles with the buckle of his belt until it finally gives out with a small click.

Next thing you know, you're being pushed back into the bed and his lips return to your neck, kissing and sucking his way down your chest and you can't hold back a moan of pleasure when he gently bites on your sweet spot. Your hips involuntary lift from the mattress to grind against his, granting the both of you some much desired friction and delighting in the sharp gasp that escapes him. Taking the chance, you use his distraction to flip him on his back as you straddle his waist.

You lean in for another kiss full of urgency and burning passion, and you allow yourself to get lost in his touch. Klaus lets his hand get tangled in your hair, guiding the movement of your lips and he can feel his erection straining against the unforgiving leather of his pants. Finally the two of you break apart and he chases your lips as you slowly inch away so that you can have a better look at him. The way he's splayed out on the bed, hair already a mess and lips swollen, makes him look positively ravishing and you can’t help the shiver that runs down your spine when you notice his lust fueled gaze flick to your lips.

By that time, your heart is beating like crazy and your skin feels like it was on fire. You want him then and there, but the desperation in his eyes prompts you to put on a show you'll both enjoy. Grabbing his wrist, you place both of his hand above his head, holding them there as you give him a mischievous smirk.

"Daring, aren't we?" He muses breathlessly but the next words are caught on his throat as you start leaving open mouthed kisses down the column of his neck. Reaching his collarbone, you focus your attention there, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin, sure to leave a mark, but judging from the sinful sounds that fall from his lips this is the last thing on his mind. You continue your journey down his chest, making sure not to leave an inch of skin unattended to, feeling the way his muscles tense under your touch.

Your feather light touch reaches slide over his stomach, only to ghost over the tent in his pants causing him to let out a pleading whimper. Finally giving in, you get rid of his leather pants and underwear as he eagerly lifts his hips to help. You waste no time, before your tongue swirls around his tip, tasting the salty precum that's gathered there. His eyes shut close and he throws his head back in pleasure as you wrap your lips around his throbbing dick.

The moan that he lets out sends waves of desire through your body and he grips the headboard so tight his knuckles turn white. You bobble your head up and down his shaft, careful to keep your movements tantalizingly slow, sending a shudder to run through his entire body. He thrusts deeper into your mouth, getting increasingly desperate and you use a hand to hold his hips down before leaning back to look at him.

"We have all night, why the rush?" You whisper smirking, even though you can't deny the fact that you're also growing impatient.

"Don't tease me, love" He says huskily right before flipping you over so that he's straddling you. He crashes his lips on yours and by the intensity of the kiss you know the teasing is done.

The night that follows is filled by nothing but sinful pleasure and burning passion and by the time the two of you fall back into the mattress, you're completely spent. You snuggle up against his chest, allowing the rhythmic beating of his heart to lull you to sleep. Klaus stays awake for a while longer, arms wrapped around you tightly as he softly traces patterns on your back. He leaves a small kiss on your forehead and in a half asleep response your move closer to him, making his heart flood with warmth. He still finds it unbelievable that you reciprocate his feelings and neither of you know how this is going to end up, but for the first time in his life the thought of something steady doesn't scare him. That's the last thing that goes through his mind before he finally dozes off, holding you close and determined never to let you go again.

BONUS: THE GIF THAT STARTED IT ALL AND WILL PROBABLY GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK (you won’t see me complaining tho, if that’s how I go, that’s how I go)

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The Little Things {TUA Preference}

A/n: I was wondering if I should include Five in those, but finally decided to just go for it so let’s all pretend those take place a couple years after the show when he's like 18. Writing for him felt so awkward that I'm not sure I'll try it again, at least not until we see him be in a canonically adult body.

TUA Masterlist

 Luther Hargreeves (Number ONE)

During his entire life, Luther's reality consisted strictly of training for the next mission and then the mission after that, in a never ending circle. Never having lived outside the Academy meant he hadn’t had the chance to act like a teenager even when he was one. That was the reason why he absolutely adored going out with you. It didn’t have to be a party or a fancy diner, simply walking around the city or going to the movies was enough. With you he had the chance to finally let go of the whole leader appearance and finally allow himself to relax and have a good time. However, his favorite activity was having picnics on the park, and watching you laugh as you'd lay on the grass with your head on his shoulder. Most of all, though, he loved you.

 Diego Hargreeves (Number TWO)

Diego was definitely the rough type of person, or at least that was how he wanted to present himself. However, deep down he was but a soft teddy bear and you knew it. The thing he admired the most about you was your persistence and your ability to pick up the pieces and carry on, no matter how bad things looked. It inspired him to keep trying. You loved how much he cared and how much he tried to make the world a better place, and you swore to help him. It had taken a lot of effort in order to convince him to let you join him on his missions, but at last he had reluctantly agreed and he was in for a treat. Even to that day he could never understand how you managed to be so kind to people but at the same time so dangerous *and let's admit it, hot* you had looked. After that the two of you would train together and it had become his favorite part of the day, only second to waking up next to you.

 Allison Hargreeves (Number THREE)

For a long time Allison had relied on her powers to help her build her life and even though she had achieved everything she thought she wanted, there was a part of her that felt empty. That was until you came in her life. Your relationship was so refreshing and for once Allison felt like she could have something good without forcing it. It took a lot of courage and battling with her insecurities for her to tell you about her powers, but even then nothing changed between the two of you.

 Klaus Hargreeves (Number FOUR)

Gifted with powers, that was the sentence people used to describe the Hargreeves siblings. However for Klaus those powers were much more of a curse than a blessing. The voices never ceased to torture him and he'd often find himself waking up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat and on the borders of a panic attack, having just woken up from another hellish vision and every time you'd be there to calm him down. You were his anchor, holding him down to reality and there hadn't been a moment he didn't feel grateful to have you. However, he couldn’t help feeling like he didn’t deserve you and that had been the reason he held back for so long until one day he couldn't. The little thing he had come to love the most about you was your hugs. Klaus was definitely a cuddler and finding out he could use you as a human pillow had been exciting. He wouldn’t waste any chance to touch you, be it hold your hand while walking down the street or have you sit on his lap while watching a movie, but his favorite thing ever was lay on top of you with his head on your chest while the rhythmic beat of your heart and the feeling of your fingers running though his hair lulled him to a much needed peaceful sleep.

 Five Hargreeves (Number FIVE)

Spending 45 years alone in a post-apocalyptic future had forced Five to become a guarded person, always looking behind his back and questioning everybody's motives. He found it impossible to trust anyone, and yet he trusted you. No matter how much he tried, he'd always bring down his walls for you, allowing himself to be vulnerable around you.

 Ben Hargreeves (Number SIX)

Ben had always found it difficult to control his power and if he wanted to be honest he'd admit that sometimes he was afraid of them. Losing control and ending up hurting someone he loved was his biggest fear. At first that had led him to feeling awkward around people but slowly as his ability to control his powers grew so did his confidence. And then everything changed when you appeared. He could never explain it, but somehow the two of you understood each other without ever having to say a word. It was almost magical how he could talk to you about anything, how he could share even the tiniest more unimportant thought. There had been so many nights that the two of you had spent facing each other as you laid in bed, talking about everything and nothing at the same time until the sun came up. Another thing Ben totally adored about your relationship was the fact that you shared his passion for reading. His favorite part of the day was whenever you'd let your head rest on his lap while he read out loud from a book you had bought together.

 Vanya Hargreeves (Number SEVEN)

Growing up as the ordinary kid in a family of superheroes lead by an abusive father could only be described as a traumatic experience and it had caused Vanya to constantly feel inferior not only to her siblings but to almost anyone. Her insecurities were eating her alive and she constantly blamed herself for everything. The only times she ever felt at peace was with you. She could never understand how, but you had a way of making her believe everything would be alright. Your intense admiration both for her talent in music and her personality shocked her and she had found herself doubting if you were even real. However, if there was one thing she loved the most about your relationship, those were the cozy afternoons you’d spend together, covered in blankets with a book on your hand and your head on her lap.

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TUA Requests

Okay, since season 2 came out I’ve been soooooo absolutely obsessed with TUA and it’s all I can write for. Therefore, I’ve decided to re-open request ONLY for TUA. Feel free to request anything that’s on your mind❤️❤️ 

There are two teeny tiny details I’d like to clarify tho:

I don’t write smut or anything of that kind for Five since I find it way too weird to sexualize an actual CHILD

I’ll write for probably every character played by Robert Sheehan because of the t h i r s t

If you’re interested here are my fave prompt list and account, but feel free to suggest any other prompts that come to your mind and always remember this is a safe space for all! Oh, and I’m a slut for songfics, thought y’all should know.

Love, A

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Angel {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

A/n: I SWEAR this started with the pure intention of fluffiness. My hand slipped, I guess *wink*. Btw, even though this is the original version, I’d be more than happy to change it up a little so it can become gender neutral or about a male reader if anyone’s interested, so don’t hesitate to message me about it. Enjoy 💘💘

Warnings: Slight smut 

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Walking down the street, Y/n couldn’t help leaning closer to Klaus so that their shoulders were touching as he placed and arm around her waist, enjoying the feeling of finally having her by his side. After a whole year without any sign of her or anyone else, he had almost given up all hope of ever seeing her again, unaware that for the first time life was on his side. And here they were, walking together back to the place Klaus had come to call home.

"So is your cult going to be there?" She asked teasingly making him roll his eyes at her.

"For the last time, it's not that much of a cult really, more of a spiritual community" He defended himself but still he was unable to hold back a chuckle upon seeing the incredulous look she was giving him.

"Allison said it's a cult and I believe her" She insisted

"You'd take Allison's word over mine? I'm hurt, love" He replied, making an exaggerated motion of placing a hand over his heart like he was in physical pain. If there was one word she could use to describe Klaus that was extra. However, she had come to love his quirky, overly dramatic reactions just as much as she loved him and she simply adored teasing him. No matter how much he pretended to be annoyed, Klaus wouldn’t change their little fake fights for the world. Every time he made her laugh he could feel his chest swelling with pride and her smile was all the reward he needed, making his heart skip a bit and his heart flood with affection.

To say she had missed her would be an understatement. There hadn’t been a single day during the last three years that he hadn’t thought about her. Mornings were the worst and everyday he'd find himself instinctively reach for her across the bed only to be met by empty sheets as the weight on his chest returned to crush him. Sometimes he would dream of her, dream of holding her and kissing her senseless or making love to her until dawn before they fell asleep in each other's arms. Those mornings it became even more difficult for him to carry on, sobriety only adding to his struggles, but somehow he managed to pull through and it was worth it.

"What if I find a way to make it up to you later?" She asked in a suggestive tone as she turned around so that she stood right in front of him, right before lacing her hands around his shoulders. Her fingers found his curly locks and gently brushed through them, eliciting a satisfied hum from his lips. He wrapped both arms around her waist, pulling her closer as his grip on her tightened, the thought about what was to follow already having an effect on him.

"I'm really offended, I doubt there's any way to get passed that" He played along but the breathlessness of his tone gave him away. She smirked at him right before checking around for other passengers, but luckily the small street was completely empty and the last rays of sunshine left little to no light to reach the alley. She took a step forward causing him to move backwards until he was leaning against the wall and pulling her with him.

The moment her lips made contact with his jaw, he knew he was done for. She started leaving soft kisses that turned more intense as she made her way down the column of his neck, gently nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin. Klaus tried -and failed- to hold back a moan when she gently bit down on his collarbone and she smirked, loving the way his body seemed to respond even to the lightest touch. Leaning back to look at him, her breath caught in her throat. He looked positively wrecked, face flushed, pupils dilated and lips parted in desire.

"I'll think of something" She whispered and he could feel her lips brush against his, sending a shiver down his spine. The loose shirt he was wearing allowed her fingers to roam around his chest while his hands moved from her waist to the small of her back and ended up gripping her hips so tightly it would leave a bruise. He leaned in for another kiss, channeling all his feelings into it and it was her turn to sigh when he licked her bottom lip as if asking for permission which she happily granted. He tangled his hand in her hair as their tongues fought for dominance. Slowly, her hand made its way down to the front of his pants, palming his straining erection.

"Love, if you keep this up we won’t make it back home" He whispered hoarsely wrapping his hand around her wrist. Truth was it would be far from the first time they'd get it on in a public space and both of them clearly enjoyed the thrill of perhaps getting caught, but that time was different. They had gotten back together two days ago, after spending three years apart. Klaus wanted to show her just how much he'd missed her during that time and a quickie in a dark alley was no way to do that, no matter how bad he wanted her. He didn’t have to say another word; she could tell what he was thinking from the look her was giving her.

Instead of replying, she placed a soft kiss on his lips before taking hold of his hand and lacing their fingers together. "Lead the way, then" She told him, an affectionate smile gracing her features and for yet another time Klaus wondered how he had gotten so lucky. He had to put on an effort not to get carried away once again, before he pushed himself off the wall and continued walking. They made their way towards the mansion, exchanging funny stories from the time they spent away from each other and laughing. By the time they reached their destination, the sun had set and night had fallen.

"Welcome home" Klaus declared as they turned down the last corner. Her eyes blew wide in surprise caused by the awe inspiring sight in front of her. The large garden was filled with all types of lanterns and lamps making it look almost magical, while a crowd of people, the cult's members she assumed, was marching around doing this and that. In the centre of the garden laid a huge white building accompanied by what appeared to be an equally huge pool.

"You live here?" She exclaimed turning to look at Klaus who couldn’t hide his amusement at her shocked reaction. "How??"

"Well, you know… Dicks, drugs, debutantes, my holy trinity" He replied casually making her laugh and playfully hit his arm.

"It’s beautiful" She noted in a more serious tone.

"Yeah" He agreed and if she wasn't so preoccupied by her surroundings, she would have noticed him staring at her with an expression of pure admiration. The way the light hit her face made her features pop out and he could easily lose himself in her sparkling eyes. He was about to say something when a group of his followers who were passing right in front of them suddenly stopped having seemingly frozen on their tracks. They looked at her with a shocked expression before falling on their knees and bowing down. It even took Klaus a moment to realize what was happening while the cult members spoke in one voice.

"But what is the use of trying when all you get is pain? When I wanted sunshine, I got rain and then I saw her face. Now I'm a believer without a trace of doubt in my mind" They chanted and she swore she had heard those words before. Realizing they were all looking at her in complete awe and a little bit of fear she turned to him for explanation.

"Klaus, I didn’t expect to say that in my life but why is your cult reciting Smash Mouth at me?" She asked with visible confusion.

"Yeah, well you see…" He tumbled over his words, avoiding looking at her as if he was embarrassed by what was going on "I may have told them you’re an angel send from heaven" He said in one breath, thankful for the fact that the poor lighting helped cover his blushing face.

"They think I'm a what now?" She repeated, thinking she must have heard something wrong, even though with Klaus nothing was too farfetched.

"An angel" He repeated quietly. She didn't have enough time to react to this revelation because a member of the group hesitantly spoke up.

"Prophet does the arrival of heaven's angel mean the apocalypse is prevented?" A bald man around his 30s asked in a small voice, afraid to interrupt the conversation of what he believed were two god blessed celestial beings.

"What?" Both Y/n and Klaus asked at the same time, almost having forgotten they were in the presence of others.

"Will we be brought eternal peace?"

"Is this the end of all wars?"

"Can you give us some advice from heavens?" 

Questions kept flowing and soon the voices all blended together in an incomprehensible noise. Klaus took her hand and started running towards his room in a futile attempt to escape the increasingly large crowd only for it to chase them down the garden. When they reached the door, he shot her a helpless look and she couldn’t help rolling her eyes at him and the mess he had created.

"I'm sure you all have many questions, but the Prophet needs to medicate before he can bring you the enlightenment you seek" She said in the best authoritative voice she could muster, surprised by the fact that by the time she was done talking the crowd had already started to disperse seemingly having listened to her.

Turning around, she followed Klaus into the room, closing the door behind her so that the two of them could actually get some much needed privacy. She was about to ask him how he managed to control all those people, but didn’t even have a chance to talk because by the moment the door was shut close he had pushed her against the wall and captured her lips in a sweet passionate kiss. His thumb softly caressed her cheekbone and she melted under his touch. The way his lips moved against hers, drinking her in as if she's air and he's drowning, was enough to drive her crazy and a whine of complaint escaped her when he pulled away much too soon for her liking.

"Now, now love, I believe some making up was promised" He said in a husky tone that made her heart skip a bit. There were no words to describe how much he had missed her or how deep his affections ran but frankly he didn’t have to talk. He could just show her and show her he did. The two lovers spent the rest of the night under the sheets, making up for the lost time while the room filled with the sound of moans and muffled whispers. The morning found them curled up in each other's arms, exchanging loving words and soft caresses and for the first time in a long while everything was okay.

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Life And Death Part 2 {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

A/n: I’ve been checking out the Umbrella Academy comics and I was SHOOKETH to found out about Klaus’ powers so I decided to explore the topic and things kinda went their own way from there on (hence why this is kinda off canon). Hope you like it and please don’t hesitate to leave a comment!

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Part 1 II Part 2

Previously

“What are you waiting for?” She whispered against his lips and that was all he needed to hear. Almost instinctively, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest right before his lips crashed into hers. His eyes shut in bliss as he felt her tangle her fingers in his hair only to hold him closer.

At first the kiss was slow and sensual as they explored each other, but it didn’t take long until desperation got the best of them and soon enough their movements became needy and feverish. She nipped on his lower lip and Klaus couldn’t help the groan that escaped him as he melted under her touch. One of his hands found its way on the back of her neck and he decided to deepen the kiss. He tasted like nicotine and was just as addictive making her feel like she could never let him go. Her skin seemed to light on fire under the slightest of his touch and the way his soft lips were moving against her felt like heaven.

Klaus could feel control slipping away from him with every passing moment and he surrendered to her touch, unaware of the stream of blue light that had almost encircled the two of them. When the lack of oxygen became too much she hesitantly pulled away without leaving his embrace. Looking at him through half-lidded eyes, she could see the affectionate and dared she say loving look he was giving her, sending a shiver down her spine. He looked disheveled with an adorable smile gracing his swollen lips and she couldn’t help reciprocating the action as she continued playing with his curly locks.

"I think I'm in love with you" He blurted before he could hold himself back and then everything happened all at once. She could feel her breath getting caught in her throat as the reality of his words sunk in before realizing something. She was breathing, she was actually breathing like a living person. Her eyes blew wide open in shock as she tried to comprehend what was going on.

Upon seeing her panicked reaction, he thought it was his fault and cursed his recklessness once again before looking down, only for him to realize they were floating over the ground. He couldn’t understand how, but deep down he knew he was making all this happen and it freaked him out, breaking his concentration and causing the both of them to stumble back to the ground. She ended up landing on top of him and the two of them exchanged a worried glance.

"What the hell was that?" He exclaimed as his thoughts raced, trying to find some sense into what had just happened. She jumped up, seemingly having ignored him, as she took in her surroundings. For the first time in years she could feel the sun hitting her face and smell the grass and her heart was beating like crazy. She gasped at that. Her heart was beating.

"Klaus, I have a heartbeat. I-I can feel my heart beating" She stuttered, turning back to look at him.

"Trust me, love, I feel the sa- wait WHAT?" He stopped his sentence midway, only then realizing the true meaning of her sentence. It couldn’t be possible, she was dead and she had been dead for years. She grasped his hand and brought it to her wrist, letting him feel the pulse throbbing in her veins and he gaped at her. The whole situation was impossible and Klaus found himself unable to wrap his head around what was happening. Out of all the crazy things he had witnessed in his life that was by far the most absurd.

"Prophet we need your advice." A voice interrupted Klaus' thoughts. The short man with the glasses they had come to know as Keechi looked at her for a moment before turning back to Klaus "I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation"

"You can see her?" Klaus almost yelled at the man.

"Of course, Prophet. However, I think it's not a good moment so I'll leave you two alone" The short man replied before making his exit from the garden, leaving the pair even more confused than before.

"Okay, this sounds insane even as I say it, but I think you're alive" Klaus said slowly and even though the thought sounded ridiculous, it was the only reasonable explanation to the situation. He expected her to roll her eyes and tell him he was talking nonsense. What he did not expect, however, was for her to start running around the garden, touching, smelling and tasting fruits and flowers with an awestruck expression on her face as she started to rediscover everything death had so cruelly taken away from her. Laughing loudly out of pure happiness, she kicked off her shoes so that she could feel the grass tickling her feet.

Turning around she saw Klaus watching her, his confusion having given way to a small grin and she made her way towards him, jumping into his arms with such speed she nearly knocked him down. He didn’t miss a second before wrapping his arms around her just like he had a few minutes before, only this time he could hear the beating of her heart against his chest as she hugged him tightly. He gently kissed her forehead and she hummed in satisfaction as she reveled in his warmth. Suddenly, she looked up at him, a mischievous smirk on her lips. "The pool" She stated simply, before grabbing his hand and nearly dragging him across the estate.

A few hours later they returned in the mansion and they fell back into a couch. They were both exhausted to the core but only realizing it then as the adrenaline was finally fading away. She leaned her head on his shoulder, letting out a long breath as they both sunk in a thoughtful silence.

"I still can't believe this is happening" Her voice broke the tense silence a while later "You literally brought me back to life. Do you realize what this means?" She asked a little more seriously, but with excitement still evident in her tone.

"That I’ll get pushed into pools all the time?" He replied playfully in reference to the incident that had taken place earlier that day, causing her to gently slap his arm in fake annoyance while she chuckled lightly.

"No, you dork. Well maybe, but that's not the point I was going for. What I meant is that your powers are way more than we could have imagined" She explained and even though he knew she was right, he felt weird talking about it. Finding out he was able to do so much more than he expected had been terrifying at first and it had taken him a long while to accept that he could physically interact with the dead even with resurrection out of the game, but now the stakes were even higher and the mere thought of what this power really was scared the living hell out of him.

"Yeah, we don’t really have to talk about this" He was quick to dismiss the subject causing her to raise an eyebrow at him. Maybe he just wasn't in a mood to talk, she thought but he had answered way too quickly for it to be random. Suddenly she felt a pang of guilt hitting her. She had been so preoccupied with herself she hadn’t even thought about how he must have been feeling.

"We don't have to, but it would be good to talk about it" She said trying not to push him. Over time she had come to understand he never talked about his feelings when he could avoid it and even though she had tried really hard to respect that, she knew that bottling everything up ended up hurting him much worse.

"I know it’s just that…" He paused for a moment taking a deep breath. It was extremely rare for Klaus to find someone he could be honest with, let alone trust his secrets to and even though he knew she was that person sometimes honesty was just too hard. "All this power and responsibility, that's hero stuff and in case you haven’t noticed I'm anything but one" He admitted, trying and failing to hide his fear behind yet another sarcastic remark.

"To me you are" She started softly, taking his hands in hers and turning so that she could look into his eyes "Sure, you've made mistakes, but who hasn't? You are still kind and brave and strong even after all the shit you've been through. Hell, I wouldn’t be here if it weren't for you. No matter what, Klaus, you'll always be my hero"

By the time she was done talking, his eyes were shining with unshed tears and he was grasping her hands so tight it was almost hurting but she didn't let go. Instead she pulled him into a hug and he buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing her in. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her closer so that she was almost sitting on his lap, but still it was not enough. He wanted, no he needed her as close as she could get and she complied by lacing her hands around his shoulders and gently stroking his back. They stayed like this for a while, enjoying each other's embrace and trying to show everything they couldn't bring themselves to say.

I think I'm in love with you. His words kept echoing in her mind and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get them out of her mind. It was everything she wanted to hear and at the same time everything she never expected. Every time she closed her eyes she could feel his lips against hers and she can't take this anymore. She had been in love with him longer than she could even remember and she had to know if he felt the same way.

"Klaus, there's something I need to ask you" She whispered in his ear and he could feel her hot breath fanning on his face, making his heart race. Instead of replying he hummed lowly, not trusting his voice to remain steady. "What you said this morning, did you mean it?"

She doesn't have to say another word because he knows what she's talking about. His whole body stiffens and he pulls away from her in a matter of seconds as if her touch burned him. He looks up at her and she can see the fear in his eyes. She had always been able to somehow keep his demons at bay, but right now he can feel doubt crushing him and not even she can stop it. He loves her more than words can express but he knows he doesn't deserve her and it's killing him. This time, however, he can't hide from the truth, so he takes a shaky breath and forces himself to speak.

"I meant every word" His voice is hoarse and unsteady but it doesn’t stop him "And I know I don't-" She knows what's following and she has heard more than enough. She shushes him by gently placing a finger over his lips before slowly moving her hand to cup the side of his face.

"I love you" Her voice is steady and soft and she's looking at him with such affection that for the first time in his life, Klaus Hargreeves is at a complete loss of words. It takes a moment for her words to sink in. He can’t understand how someone as pure as her could love someone as broken as him, but right now it doesn't matter. All that matters is her as he crashes his lips to hers for the second time that day. The kiss has nothing to do with their first one, it's rushed and hungry as they cling into each other holding on for dear life. She tugs on his hair and he desperately whimpers against her lips, his grip on her waist tightening even more.

"I love you. I love you. I love you" She keeps whispering after they break apart, leaving tender kisses along his jaw line with every word and his eyes flutter shut in bliss before he pulls her back in for another passionate kiss. They spend the rest of the night like this, snuggled in each other's arms and whispering sweet nothings until the sun comes up. Klaus has spent his entire life running away from things and for the first time he feels like he actually belongs somewhere and that is by her side. He knows he's lucky to have her and he's prepared to try anything in order to become worthy of her love, unaware that all she’ll ever ask for is him. They fall asleep after dawn, still holding on to each other and determined never to let go.

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Life And Death Part 1 {Klaus Hargreeves x Reader}

A/n: YOUR BITCH IS BACK Y'ALL. After countless sleepless nights, a couple panic attacks, exams and a hell of a year, I finally got accepted into university. I'm celebrating by watching Umbrella Academy and have fallen straight up in love with Klaus. Idk still if the blog will return to running the way it used to be, but I'll try my best to catch up. I've written some stuff while I was gone but everything's in Greek. However that gave me the idea to experiment with the third POV and I’d like to hear your opinion about it. This one was not requested so we have a female reader but I’d be happy to try writing for a male one as well, since according to Wikia Klaus is pansexual.

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Part 1 II Part 2

“Maybe you should take a break, it's been almost an hour and it's not working” She broke the silence after yet another failed attempt to make real contact with him.

“No, I can do this” Klaus insisted, even though he could feel his tiredness threatening to get the best of him. Almost a year had passed since the first time his powers had allowed him to actually touch her and as time went by he was getting increasingly desperate to feel her again. Unfortunately for the both of them, his powers seemed to work on their own, as the ability to physically interact with spirits appeared under the strangest -if not most inconvenient- times possibly and disappeared soon after, leaving Klaus debating the control he possessed over himself even after a whole painful year of sobriety.

“I know you can do this Klaus, but working yourself to exhaustion isn't the way. You need to give it time” She explained softly and the affectionate tone in her voice caused a small smile to appear on the corner of his lips. Truth was that behind the collected and calm exterior she tried to show, she needed this to work just as bad as he did, if not even more. Making contact with an actual living human being was the first thing she had felt in years and it had almost made her feel alive again and the fact that said person was Klaus of all people was exhilarating.

“I've given it an entire year, how much more am I supposed to?” He asked with a disappointed sight, leaning back into the grass. For a moment his eyes travelled to her and he felt the same familiar feeling tugging at his heart strings. She had been the one to help him deal with the whole apocalypse disaster, having stuck with him through everything. During the last year she had been his anchor, helping him remain sober and gain better control over his powers and somewhere along the way he had fallen in love with her. He hadn't even realized it was happening, until one day it all came crushing down on him.

“This is going to sound crazy, but I have a theory” She said, startling him out of his thoughts and back to reality.

“In case you didn't notice, love, crazy is all I do” He answered playfully causing her to roll her eyes at him, even though she felt a shiver running down her spine at the sound of the nickname.

“Fair enough. I think your powers are connected with your emotions” She started but rushed to continue, upon seeing him raising an eyebrow “Hear me out. The first time it happened you were going through withdrawals. You were desperate and angry at yourself and somehow you channeled it to me. The next time you were having a panic attack and the time after that you were heartbroken over Dave. Every time there's a breakthrough you're experiencing something intense” She concluded and even though everything that had come out of her mouth was true, he couldn't help cringing at the reminder of all the low point of his life she had witnessed.

“Even if that makes sense-”

“Which it does” She interrupted with a confident smirk and now it was his turn to roll his eyes at her antics.

“Okay, but how does it help? What, am I supposed to keep hitting rock bottom in hopes it will be useful?” He asked with genuine curiosity, despite his clearly sarcastic comment that didn't seem to phase her. After all, if there was one person who could match Klaus' witty remarks, that was her.

“That's definitely not what I'm saying. I think you just have to stop ignoring your emotions. Instead of running from what you're feeling, try to let it sink in. Allow yourself to feel” She explained.

“That sounds like something sober me cannot handle” Klaus replied dismissively, trying to hide the spark of fear that lit up inside him at the prospect of having to face his demons once again but this time without the numbness drugs offered.

“Sober you is much stronger than you think, Klaus. Don't forget he got us through the damn apocalypse. However, if you're not comfortable with this you don't have to do this, it's just a theory” The way she looked at him was so intense and without even noticing she extended her arm towards him, reaching out to hold his hand but retreating the moment she realized it. Seeing him doubt himself like this pained her every time and she constantly tried to show him how much she believed in him hoping that one day she could get him to believe in himself.

For a moment his eyes flickered at the movement of her hand as he understood what she had in mind. His first instinct was to reach for her, but he fought against it, sparing himself the heart wrenching disappointment of being unable to get what he so desperately needed. Her words were enough to shake him to the core, proving once again the insane trust she had in him, a trust he felt he didn't deserve but at the same time made a warm feeling flush in his chest. He knew there was nothing he wouldn't do for her and the thought of letting her down was unbearable.

“Oh, screw it” He exclaimed taking a deep breath “It's not like I haven't been through worse. Okay how do I do this?”

“I'm not sure. Try to think of a moment or a person that's tied to intense feelings, positive ones preferably, and focus on those feelings, use them as a source of power. Maybe closing your eyes could help” She suggested, impressed they had even gotten this far. Klaus was a very closed off person when it came to emotions, always trying to suppress whatever he was feeling and knowing all that he's been through she couldn't blame him.

He got up and after taking another deep breath he closed his eyes. At first the only thing he could perceive was the voices of the dead calling to him, but he managed to push them away as he brought her picture in mind. In the beginning he imagined her warm smile and vibrating laugh that usually followed one of his sarcastic remarks, sending shivers down his spine and making him feel proud of himself.

Then he turned to the day she had helped him calm down after yet another one of his hellish nightmares. He could still feel her feathery soft touch on his shoulders as she hugged him close and whispered words of encouragement in his ear. That night, and all the rest that followed, she had been his anchor and he hung onto her as tightly as he could. He could never forget the way she had looked at him as she promised he wouldn't have to be alone any more.

Finally, following her directions, he focused on everything she made him feel. He brought in mind all those times his heart would skip a beat at the sight of her and the unprecedented longing he felt nestle in his chest and threaten to suffocate him with every passing day he had to endure without her touch. There was pure affection and burning passion, all swirling around his head and for the first time he gave in, allowing them to consume him.

The feeling of her fingertips softly tracing his cheek made him open his eyes. She was standing in front of him, a wide smile on her lips as she gently caressed the side of his face and his breath caught at his throat the moment his eyes met hers.

“It worked” He exclaimed breathlessly, leaning into her touch as a small sigh escaped his lips. Slowly he brought his hand up to grasp hers and lower them back down between them after pressing a fleeting kiss on her palm that made her whole body shudder.

“I knew you could do it. I'm so proud of you” She beamed at him and softly squeezed his hand. It had been so long since the last time she had been able to feel him that every touch felt electrifying, sending chills down her spine.

For a moment they stayed like that, staring deep into each other's eyes and it took everything she had not to jump into his arms. She wanted more than anything to pull him close and feel the warmth of his body against hers, but she was afraid to push him too far, knowing he didn't have complete control over this new power yet.

The same thought was torturing him, but being his reckless self he decided he couldn't hold back any longer. His hand left hers and rose to caress her cheek as his fingertips shakingly traced her jaw. There were so many things he wanted to tell her, but his throat suddenly felt dry and he couldn't find the right words, or any words, to express how deep his emotions run.

“Can I- Can I kiss you?” He asked hoarsely, terrified time would run out on them. Time seemed to freeze as she turned to look at him with wide eyes, finding herself in a loss of words. Instead, she let her eyes flutter close as she leaned in with tantalizingly slow movements, until their faces were inches apart and his hot breath was hitting her. His lips parted in desire and his heart was threatening to beat out of his chest as her hands traveled from his biceps to his shoulders and then wrapped around his neck.

“What are you waiting for?” She whispered against his lips and that was all he needed to hear. Almost instinctively, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest right before his lips crashed into hers. His eyes shut in bliss as he felt her tangle her fingers in his hair only to hold him closer.

At first the kiss was slow and sensual as they explored each other, but it didn’t take long until desperation got the best of them and soon enough their movements became needy and feverish. She nipped on his lower lip and Klaus couldn't help the groan that escaped him as he melted under her touch. One of his hands found its way on the back of her neck and he decided to deepen the kiss. He tasted like nicotine and was just as addictive making her feel like she could never let him go. Her skin seemed to light on fire under the slightest of his touch and the way his soft lips were moving against her felt like heaven.

Klaus could feel control slipping away from him with every passing moment and he surrendered to her touch, unaware of the stream of blue light that had almost encircled the two of them. When the lack of oxygen became too much she hesitantly pulled away without leaving his embrace. Looking at him through half-lidded eyes, she could see the affectionate and dared she say loving look he was giving her, sending a shiver down her spine. He looked disheveled with an adorable smile gracing his swollen lips and she couldn’t help reciprocating the action as she continued playing with his curly locks.

"I think I'm in love with you"

To be continued...

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Since I’m in an angsty mood could u do a Jorah x Reader where it’s the reader who dies instead of Jorah and he sees her across the battlefield?

Heyy, I just saw this request and I realized I forgot to add it to my original post, I’ll surefly fix that💘 You can check it out if you like in this link, I really hope it lives up to your expectations!

Goodbye [Jorah Mormont x Reader]