If anyone in the TUA fandom hates how Five and Lila were forced together (cause even the actors didn’t like it) I have a fic idea that anyone is free to use.
What if Derek was the one to try out Five’s powers with him and be the one to get stuck with him in the train station and not Lila?
And if there could be a soundtrack to it, it would have to have “Accidentally in Love” by Counting Crows in it. You know that one song from Shrek 2 with the honeymoon scene.
That is my only request, the fic idea is free to anyone and everyone, as long as there is no straying from Five’s asexuality. 👍
Agent 'Avery' Johnson, aka "Derek" The Umbrella Academy.
An introject in our system, the Inspire-verse. He is a fictive who remembers knowing Five not through the CIA(ours never joined it and never would.), but through The Commission. They were agents, partners just like Hazel and Chacha.
Questions are welcome! Minors DNI
Pronouns: He/they
Sexuality: queer 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
Likes: killing, sorting, labor with friends
Split on: May 16, 2025
Because: we saw Fiverek fanart that reminded both of us of his existence. He immediately came in with nearly all of his memories, pretty much birth to retirement.
Relationship status: has a [mostly] unrequited crush on Five, but remains single for a long, long time.
[some] history: from an alternate timeline where Five and him met as kids, and were friends. In this one, Reggie Buried Avery before he could grow up.
[Continued] almost nothing ended here, except that Five in this timeline was so distraught and disturbed, he never left the academy and died in the upcoming apocalypse, which happened earlier there. Meanwhile, Avery was only truly in the grave for a few hours. When the air began thinning, Avery was teleported to the comission. He was offered a position as an agent, after some thorough years of training of course, in exchange for his life. He eagerly accepted.
Something very special about our plurality, and how i as me have gained and lost Five Hargreeves so many times.
[For starters, for anyone unaware, Avery = Derek, he changed his name but is still that twink from season 4 they gave Five.]
Read below for a Fictive perspective on Fiverek and the history between the two in our crew
Written by Avery J.
By lost, i mean death, or separation. I've met so many different ones and for many different amounts of times, even to a point i lost track. The multiverse is vast, and so is the cruelty of the Handler, who had a say in a lot of the terrible things that happened to me. Many of these terrible things were dimensional or time traveling happenstances, many were circumstances based on normal life things, even in extreme cases.
As myself, i knew Five when we were kids. We met on the edges of the grounds of the academy, and i was a neighbor boy whos parents were somewhere in the same category of rich as Sir Hargreeves himself. While they were well off and nowhere near as terrible and absurdly abusive as Reginald, they were still neglectful and created the circumstances leading to my death.
I'd sought out friendship, maintained a years long secret friendship with Five, Klaus, and others in the household. Five was my best friend, and Pogo acted more like a parent to me than anyone else i ever met. Years passed with me spending more and more time in that house, becoming friends and even family of many of the kids. I cared for Five during the torment, and he gave me a wonderful companionship unmatched by any other.
One Terrible night, Allison rumored Reggie into discovering us boys together, terribly fueling his rage and causing him to blow up on us, immediately lashing out and dragging me out to the yard. I was barely above elementary age when this happened, and couldn't fight back when he buried me alive.
The comission reached out to me. Being about 10 years old, when i was suddenly teleported to a new place, a seperate dimension where time functioned differently and i was being offered a second chance at life, i enthusiastically accepted, dedicating everything over to the comission. The offer, made by the same Handler who had her claws on Five, held up that for a decade i would work for them and help to do anything asked of me, in exchange for my life. It felt like a blessing at first.
They began to torture me, training me by sending me through time, engaging with alternate Fives in order to gain emotional control and a sense of fear over me. It served to also strengthen me, hone skill, and provide exposure, but Handler knew what she was doing. None of these other Fives ever learned what my story was, or that I'd met him before, even in a uniquely different timeline. I was never allowed to inform him without some catastrophe or horror befalling us.
Eventually, the Handler ran out of patience, got too overzealous about my "punishments" and training, and finally paired me with Five, the one who worked for the comission. I'd never interacted with this version, though his fame preceeded him and he had no clue who i was. When i was introduced to him, he barely glanced my way, clearly transfixed on the creepy, evil way this woman composed herself. It was like he was trying to read what she was planning by watching her, and if he took his eyes off, then she may attack him. It was too familiar, it was how I'd acted with her too.
It was worse for this man, how she treated him like a pet but also like an unwilling husband. She was deeply obsessed with him, for reasons i could never grasp. She targeted his homosexuality, knowing she could never change it and yet acting as if she could. She wanted him so badly it made both of us sick, but he was firm in his denial. So she felt she had no choice but to put us together, somehow believing this would harm us ultimately. It was a blessing in disguise.
After years and years of effort, missions and close calls, Five began slowly warming up to me. I was cautious to never, EVER let him know what was happening, who i was or our ties in history. The bind our souls seemed to have on one another. He seemed to slowly recognize me, even having never met me. He would remember things that didn't happen to this version of him, and a glimmer of hope presented itself to me.
We bonded even more. Came to love one another, and i spent a lot of time helping him plan and coordinate his escape. The Handler wasn't in charge when we started this job, and we'd make sure she wasn't when we left it. We planned a revolt against her, and i was there when the multiple explosions blew her and the equipment away. I helped gun down workers who sided with her and was around when AJ was reinstated as the new CEO.
Finally, one day, when me and Five were becoming closer than ever and his trust was starting to form around me, i was able to tell him the whole story. Who i was, how I'd known him, what I'd been through. I left some details out, including how I'd been forced to watch him for a long time, seen intimate details about his traumas and history. He didn't deserve to feel so observed. I knew he would have trouble trusting me anyway, if i led with this.
Using his power, he even merged his memories with alternate versions of himself and seeing the many adventures we had together, this was a massive breaking point and was when i really felt i fully got my friend back for the first time.
Skip around to now, in this realm, where our lives are a Show. Where The Umbrella Academy season 4 was so terribly recieved, our Five got a fantastic gift. Ignoring the Terrible ship i will not even name we got with him there, he did recieve a lover. It wasn't the one the show runners seemed to intend.
Arriving into the crew, our Five had no memory of any of this happening, but as i fronted and spent time around him, i steadily helped him recieve all these memories and remember me. We're now closer than ever, and have stopped fearing the loss of one another.
