A question that came up in a conversation with @spidey-sense-projections : can Peter control his superspeed powers while sleeping?
Like, if he takes a nap and starts out in superspeed, does he continue napping in superspeed and wake up only a second or two later in real, non-superpower time? Can he even use his time-slowing powers at all when he isn’t running?
And if he *can* do both of those things—does he sometimes wake up and realize that only a few seconds has passed but he feels like he’s slept several hours? Or does the inverse happen where he sleeps for hours and it feels like seconds? (I’m gonna project some here and give Peter chronic fatigue from that, sorry xD). Is every time he falls asleep just a Russian roulette of “I might sleep a little or a lot and I have no clue how much time will pass, but hopefully I wake up at 8am”?
Hawks' Plan as a Mole for the League of Villains and Paranormal Liberation Front
Hawks (Keigo Takami), the No. 2 Pro Hero in My Hero Academia, undertakes a high-stakes mission as a double agent infiltrating the League of Villains and later the Paranormal Liberation Front (PLF). His plan, orchestrated under the orders of the Hero Public Safety Commission (HPSC), is a critical component of the heroes’ strategy to undermine the growing threat of the villains led by Tomura Shigaraki and All For One. Below, I outline Hawks’ plan, its execution, goals, outcomes, and whether it succeeded or failed, drawing from the provided document and contextual knowledge from My Hero Academia.
Hawks' Plan as a Mole
Overview: Hawks is tasked by the HPSC to infiltrate the League of Villains following the Kamino Incident, where All Might’s retirement leaves hero society vulnerable. His mission escalates with the formation of the Paranormal Liberation Front, a merger of the League and the Meta Liberation Army, which significantly increases the villains’ resources and influence. As a double agent, Hawks pretends to align with the villains’ cause while secretly gathering intelligence to relay to the heroes, aiming to disrupt their plans before they can execute a large-scale attack on Japan.
Key Components of the Plan:
Gaining Trust:
Hawks must convince the League and PLF of his loyalty to secure access to their inner workings. To do so, he:
Maintains a façade of being a cocky, carefree hero disillusioned with hero society, aligning with the villains’ anti-establishment ideology.
Performs a high-stakes act to prove his loyalty by staging the “death” of Best Jeanist, the No. 3 hero. Hawks visits Best Jeanist, who is recovering from losing a lung during the Kamino Incident, and convinces him to enter a state of apparent death to deceive the League. Hawks presents Best Jeanist’s “corpse” to Dabi, earning the League’s tentative trust (Pages 27-28, 33).
Engages with Twice, a key League member, building a genuine rapport to exploit his trust and gather information (Pages 31-32).
Gathering Intelligence:
Hawks uses his Quirk, Fierce Wings, to covertly spy on the villains. His ability to sense vibrations through his feathers allows him to eavesdrop on conversations and monitor activities without detection (Pages 17, 30).
He collects sensitive information about the PLF’s structure, resources, and plans, including their leadership changes, the involvement of Feel Good Inc. and Detnerat, and the potential presence of more High-End Nomu (Page 28).
He deduces Tomura Shigaraki’s location in a mountain near Kyoto by combining a coded “hospital” hint from his HPSC superiors with Twice’s disclosure (Page 31).
Sabotaging the PLF:
Hawks organizes a preemptive strike by the heroes, coordinating a simultaneous raid on the PLF’s headquarters and a hospital where Tomura is undergoing enhancements. This is intended to catch the villains off-guard before they can launch their own attack (Page 31).
During the raid, Hawks targets Twice, whose Double Quirk poses a significant threat due to its ability to create an army of clones. He attempts to capture Twice alive to neutralize him without bloodshed (Page 31).
Maintaining Cover:
Hawks employs his intelligence and deception skills to avoid suspicion. He tricks the PLF’s surveillance by removing microdevices planted in his wings by Skeptic and communicates with the heroes in code to avoid detection (Pages 29-30).
He carefully balances his actions to appear loyal to the PLF while subtly undermining their plans, such as passing coded messages to Endeavor via highlighted sections of Destro’s autobiography (Page 30).
Execution:
Initial Success: Hawks successfully infiltrates the League and PLF, gaining Dabi’s cautious approval after presenting Best Jeanist’s “corpse.” He builds a relationship with Twice, learning critical details about the PLF’s operations and Tomura’s location. His intelligence-gathering enables the heroes to plan the Paranormal Liberation War, targeting key PLF bases (Pages 28, 31).
Confrontation with Twice: During the raid, Hawks corners Twice, revealing his double-agent status. He tries to redeem Twice, offering him a chance to surrender and start anew, but Twice’s loyalty to the League leads to a mental breakdown and an attack using Sad Man’s Parade. Hawks counters with his feather blades, aiming to subdue him non-lethally (Pages 31-32).
Dabi’s Intervention: The plan unravels when Dabi intervenes, revealing he never fully trusted Hawks and knows his real name, Keigo Takami, obtained from Hawks’ mother. Dabi’s blue flames burn Hawks’ wings, severely limiting his mobility and combat ability. Forced to prioritize the mission, Hawks reluctantly kills Twice to prevent him from escaping and amplifying the PLF’s forces (Page 32).
Aftermath: Hawks is saved by his intern, Fumikage Tokoyami, but is left critically injured with charred wings and a scarred back. Dabi publicly exposes Hawks’ actions, including edited footage of Twice’s death, damaging his reputation and hero society’s trust (Pages 32-33).
Goals of the Plan
Prevent the PLF’s Attack: Hawks aims to stop the PLF from launching a coordinated assault that could conquer Japan, given their vast resources and Tomura’s growing power (Page 28).
Neutralize Key Threats: Specifically, Hawks targets Twice’s Double Quirk, recognizing its potential to create an unstoppable army, and gathers intel to disrupt Tomura’s enhancements (Page 31).
Protect Hero Society: By undermining the PLF, Hawks seeks to preserve the fragile stability of hero society post-All Might, aligning with his broader vision of a world where heroes have “time to kill” and can operate with less pressure (Pages 13, 21).
Minimize Casualties: Hawks strives to execute his mission with minimal harm, as seen in his efforts to evacuate civilians during the Nomu attack and his initial attempt to capture Twice alive (Pages 25-26, 31).
Did the Plan Work?
Successes:
Intelligence Gathering: Hawks successfully infiltrates the PLF, uncovering critical details about their leadership, resources, and Tomura’s location. This enables the heroes to launch the Paranormal Liberation War, disrupting the PLF’s plans before they can fully mobilize (Pages 28, 31).
Neutralizing Twice: By killing Twice, Hawks eliminates one of the PLF’s most dangerous assets, preventing the creation of an army of clones that could have overwhelmed the heroes (Page 32).
Disrupting the PLF: The coordinated hero raids, informed by Hawks’ intelligence, deal a significant blow to the PLF, capturing many members and delaying their larger plans (Page 33).
Failures:
Pyrrhic Victory: The Paranormal Liberation War results in heavy losses for the heroes. Many heroes and civilians die, and Tomura escapes with All For One’s vestige taking control, leading to mass prison breakouts and a crisis in hero society (Pages 33-34). Hawks’ plan, while disruptive, does not fully dismantle the PLF or prevent Tomura’s rise.
Personal Cost: Hawks’ wings are nearly destroyed by Dabi, leaving him permanently crippled and reliant on prosthetics. His public exposure by Dabi, including the accusation of murdering Twice, damages his reputation and fuels public distrust in heroes (Pages 12, 33).
Underestimating Dabi: Hawks fails to anticipate Dabi’s distrust and knowledge of his real identity, which compromises his cover and leads to his near-death experience. Dabi’s revelation as Toya Todoroki further complicates the situation, shaking Hawks emotionally (Page 32).
Twice’s Death: Hawks’ failure to redeem Twice and his subsequent decision to kill him weigh heavily on him, as he genuinely believed Twice was a good person. This moral compromise highlights the plan’s darker consequences (Pages 15, 32).
Overall Outcome: The plan is a partial success but ultimately a Pyrrhic victory. Hawks achieves his immediate objectives of gathering intelligence and neutralizing Twice, but the broader consequences—Tomura’s escape, the PLF’s continued threat, and the collapse of public trust in heroes—undermine the mission’s success. The personal toll on Hawks, including his injuries and loss of his Quirk to All For One in the Final War (Page 12), further highlights the plan’s high cost.
Hawks’ Goals and Motivations
Primary Goal: Hawks’ overarching goal is to create “a world where heroes have time to kill” (Pages 13, 21). He envisions a society where heroes can operate with less pressure, free from the constant threat of villains like the PLF. His infiltration is a step toward this by preemptively weakening the villains.
Motivations:
Duty to Hero Society: Trained by the HPSC from childhood, Hawks feels compelled to use his abilities for the greater good, even at personal cost. His willingness to “dirty his hands” for peace reflects this sense of duty (Page 21).
Personal Redemption: Hawks’ traumatic childhood, marked by abusive parents and poverty, drives his desire to be useful and prevent others from suffering as he did. His admiration for Endeavor, who arrested his criminal father, fuels his commitment to heroism (Pages 14, 23).
Optimism and Compassion: Despite his cynical role as a double agent, Hawks remains an optimist, seeking to find good in others, as seen in his genuine attempt to save Twice and his support for Endeavor’s redemption (Pages 15, 34).
Long-Term Vision: Post-war, Hawks’ goals evolve. As President of the HPSC, he reforms the hero ranking system to recognize collective efforts and supports initiatives like Ochaco Uraraka’s Quirk Counselling projects, aiming to foster a brighter, more inclusive future (Page 15).
Comparison to David Shield’s Villainous Actions
While Hawks’ actions as a mole involve deception and moral compromises (e.g., killing Twice), they differ significantly from David Shield’s villainous actions in My Hero Academia: Two Heroes:
Intent: David’s actions (staging a fake villain attack to steal the Quirk Amplification Device) are driven by personal loyalty to All Might and a desire to preserve the status quo, but they recklessly endanger lives and violate laws. Hawks’ infiltration is a calculated, HPSC-sanctioned operation to protect society, with a focus on minimizing harm (e.g., evacuating civilians, Pages 25-26).
Outcome: David’s plan fails when real villains hijack it, leading to chaos on I-Island and no restoration of All Might’s power. Hawks’ plan achieves partial success by disrupting the PLF but at a high cost, with long-term societal damage.
Moral Stance: David’s actions align him as an anti-villain, as he knowingly commits crimes for a perceived greater good. Hawks, while engaging in “dirty business,” remains a hero, as his actions are sanctioned and aimed at saving lives, though he grapples with guilt over Twice’s death.
Conclusion
Hawks’ plan as a mole is a complex, high-risk operation driven by his duty to protect hero society and his optimistic vision for a less burdened future. While he successfully gathers critical intelligence and neutralizes a major threat in Twice, the plan’s partial success comes at a steep cost: personal injury, loss of his Quirk, and a damaged hero society. His underestimation of Dabi and the PLF’s resilience highlights the plan’s flaws, but his resilience and commitment to reform post-war demonstrate his enduring heroism.
Summary: To say she was like him was incorrect, she was better. She was smarter and she was definitely faster. Meeting at the commission was only the first step that led it all to blossom into some form of chaotic love- but not listening to his wife -as usual- proved he's dumb as hell.
Powers: Superspeed
Genre: Fluff
Requested by: @whoreofscience
To say Y/N was an easy person to get along with was an overstatement. She was extremely smart- a genius some would say- but was extremely stubborn. Oh, and she had certain powers that made AJ from the commission pull her out.
Therefore, the girl who ended up in an orphanage after her parents had died in a car crash was approached by a weird fish on top of a man's body that appeared in her room. Naturally like any other child in an orphanage, she decided to run away, but unlike any other child, she ran back at him with a bat. All done in under a minute.
It was safe to say that he had to put up a fight before trying to explain to her how she was special and he was here to take her away from this place;
"Then adopt me like a normal parent you bowl head."
"My, my, such a tone for a young lady."
"I'm still holding a bat freak, and I ain't afraid to kill a fish."
"I know, but you should know that no one would give a little girl under the care of a fish."
"Hmmm..."
"You have a gift Miss Y/N, and I can polish it for you."
"What do I get in return?"
"A place to call home."
"Do I look like a sap to you?"
"Alright, what would you like?"
"Books. Unlimited access to knowledge."
"I think we'll get along really well."
That was how at the age of 7, she became his student. He would train her to fight, test her limits- pushing her to the edge. In return, he'd let her choose where ever and whatever to obtain if it categorized as "knowledge". At the age of 10, she had asked him to let her visit the Library of Alexandria.
"But child, that was burnt, you know you can not take anything from that place."
"I won't, give me a week and I'll read through the whole place. Super speed remember."
"I'll think about it."
"I'll do the endurance test."
"A week in Alexandria it is."
By 21 she was officially the top member of the commission, smarter than everyone else, stronger than everyone else, and way faster than everyone else. That is word of a new recruit began to spread, a gifted young man brought in by the Handler herself- Y/N knew this was nothing more than a competition between her and AJ, neither of them had any sentiments towards the people they had brought in. Yet, she felt the urge to go and check out how special this a** really was.
To say their first encounter was ideal would be an...overstatement. The first time he laid eyes on her he felt the world stop, literally. She was the most beautiful creature he had seen, yet he felt the urge to smack that (mind you, metaphorically) smug expression off her pretty little face as she zipped past him- invading his safe zone.
He had been hiding in the storage room, he didn't have any cases that day, but as usual, the Hander was UP HIS A**. Hence, he chose to work on the math in a place where the horrendous would never come. He was glad he was alone, the twenty-one-year-old could finally get some work done- that is a gush of find almost flipped him off his seat, sending his papers flying. Sitting straight, confused af, he looked around the room, there were no windows here and the weather was nothing but sunny a while ago. Before he could stand up he heard a,
"The working is wrong."
Then another blast of wind swirled his swivel chair, at an unimaginable speed, forcing him to blind a meter away- his footing weak as the spins messed with his balance.
"Ah, spatial manipulation I see...neat little trick" someone whispered in his ear, as a reflex his arm swung in the direction, only to hit nothing.
He heard a chuckle, head whipping in its direction as he glared at her with eyes filled with rage, ready to kill.
"I'm Y/N"
"I don't care, leave before I swat you like a fly, roadrunner."
"Ouch." She feigned hurt only to run around him spinning him for a second before he blinked away, forcing her to stop, utterly confused as she looked around the empty room. She was about to leave when she was pushed forward to the ground. Her face was about to hit the ground, eyes clenched shut as she braced for the impact, only it never came. Opening her eyes she saw that she was no longer in the storage room but outside in the garden. Squinting at the sun she huffed, muttering a "Sneaky little bastard".
Naturally, like any sane person who was trying to avoid a conflict, she did the exact opposite. Swooshing back into the storage room, zipping past everyone, papers flying, skirts being pulled down by screaming women, she slammed open the door, only to find him sitting in the same place where she had initially found him.
"Hey, you little-"
"I'd love to entertain a brat like you, but I'm currently busy."
"You can't find the mistake, can you?"
"I'll kill ya if ya ain't gone by the next 10 seconds."
"PFFFT"
That was how the two met, the day their paths crossed, the day Five realized how much he hated knowing someone was as smart as him- if not smarter. He had no issues with her, other than the fact that she would not stop irritating him. Any moment of peace that he got was when he was on a mission, at the commission she'd be everywhere, it was like her sole purpose was to piss him off.
Whenever he'd make his coffee, setting the mug on the table of the office kitchenette, his mug would be stolen every time he'd go to get a spoon. Every damn morning. If he would be walking down the hallway, she'd zip past him, almost knocking him off his feet, laughing when he'd hear her curse at her- often threatening to kill her. On one particular occasion, he was in the library looking for a few books, as soon as his hand would reach out for a specific book, a gust of wind would come out of nowhere and the book would no longer be in its place, he'd look down the aisle and see her holding the book, "Oh? You wanted this? Well, first come first serve, I guess". If anyone would ask Five about her he'd usually respond with a 'To hell with the Roadrunner, gonna use a mallet on her one day.'
He never did though, he'd claim to be irritated, but he'd entertain her little games almost every day. He wasn't sure why, but the sight of her having powers made him feel a little less lonely, not that he appreciated her torment. In all honesty, he was just studying her, to beat the enemy one must first know the enemy- not saying that she was a threat, but according to the Handler, everyone who worked directly under AJ was the enemy.
She had suggested that Five should give the girl a taste of her own medicine, to some extent he agreed, and he sure as hell was going to, Five Hargreeves lost to no one, but his plan to blink her to the center of the Earth was put on pause after a specific event.
He had come into his office late at night, his mission had been boring and extremely long- he was mostly tired, wanting to go home and cry himself to sleep as usual. But the sight of her in his office made him sigh in frustration, he was in no mood for games tonight;
"Why are you in my office?"
"I needed help"
"Listen race car, I'd love to help you out but I'm busy"
"No, Five seriously, I need your help."
"And?" He asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets, "why exactly should I help the commission's brat?"
"Well...because..." She glared at him before huffing, "Whatever you're too stupid to help out anyway" and zooms past him.
And for once at least for a moment, he felt like he won, it was nice to see her all angry and frustrated. Whistling he walked down the empty corridor only to stop at the office where they had all the briefcases, grunting in frustration before opening the glass door;
"What the hell are you doing?"
"None of your business blinker."
"Nice one"
"Shut up, I'm too busy to insult you right now"
Leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, tilting his head,
"Busy committing a felony?"
"Busy trying to collect material for research"
"That research being?"
"Hey, what's your last name?'
"What?"
"Last name? Do you not have one?"
"It's Hargreeves. Why?"
"No reason"
She hopped off the shell and looked at him, patting the briefcase, running past him in a flash after having the final say as usual;
"I don't discuss business with whistleblowers."
"What?' utterly confused he turned around to look at her blurry image, oh, so she had heard him whistling, stupid chipmunk.
It was safe to say the next day Five was called in by the handler to answer a few questions as to why he had checked out a briefcase in the middle of the night to go to a random city.
"I what?"
"It's checked out under your name -Five Hargreeves, now dear, we don't use the bag for personal errands."
"...I am aware."
"So you did not use it?"
"No, but I'll sort it out."
With that he had gone to find the little maze rat, blinking into her office. There was an urge to yell at her, but the sight of her sitting on the floor surrounded by books and a mess was something he did not expect to see.
"Care to explain"
"I couldn't do it."
"Do what?'
"One was unethical and stupid, would've messed up the timeline" she groaned and kicked a book before standing up and going to a chalkboard, reading the numbers, "And the suitcase was useless because I need a stronger energy source for the calculations to be accurate- this junk is like only 20% of the real deal"
"The real deal being?"
"Your powers."
He scanned the room, the calculations, and the work was much similar to his, he was actually amazed by the fact that someone else in the world had the same, he was about to compliment her until he saw a date on the board, next to coordinates- no way in hell was she,
"Were you going to do what I think you were?"
"You mean to stop the car crash, then yes. I was but when I arrived last night a few hours before it I realized how stupid I was being- but that's not really why I took the briefcase."
"Then why did you?'
"If I tell you, you'll tell on me.'
"I won't."
"And I should trust a blinker light?'
"Lisen speedy Gonzalez" he blinked in front of her, glaring down at her, who was glaring back up at him, "I would like to leave with a mess I created FOR MYSELF- I do NOT want to be dragged by a roadrunner knock off."
"A WHAT?"
That was it, a conversation that could have flown smoothly was then converted into a horrible battle, between the two across the commission. He would blink to a different place every time she'd shoot, and she'd speed off when he'd blink behind her to stab her.
"STAY STILL"
"WAS GONNA SAY THE SAME THING TO YOU"
Whenever one had the upper hand the other would slip away, to say they were injured would be an understatement. Je broke her arm when she was running away, instantly blinking beside her, grabbing her, and blinking her into a wall- the impact was bad enough to emit a crack from her bone and a small yelp from her. In return however she was about to break his nose, for when he blinked away thinking he'd won, he turned around only to be smacked in the face by a bat she conveniently found.
It was safe to say the horror only ended when the two were bloody and out of juice. Panting as they stood at opposite sides of the handler's office, glaring at each other.
"WhaT's the matter? OUT OF GAS?'
"FUNNY was gonna ask you that, you desert rat"
"I HATE YOU FREAK"
"THE feelings mutual"
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING@?"
"HE/SHE STARTED IT."
As a result, the two were partnered up indefinitely, as a punishment, much to both's displeasure.
Nonetheless, after a whole year of bickering during missions, taking each other's kill, they slightly got the hang of it. Often one would distract while the other would kill, and vice versa. This 50/50 deal was the only way the two could complete missions without one feeling useless, while the other did all the work.
Somewhere down the line, Five realized how she was like him, she was impulsive and impatient (more than he was), but she was smart and calculative. She would never rush in like a fool, she'd wait, she'd observe then go in for the kill. Kind of like a tiger. Mind you he had no other interest in her, after missions their ride back to the motel would be filled with silence.
Until two years in of their partnership, they were coming back from a mission, the date was the same date she had written on the board that he had read- minus the year- and out of pure habit he asked,
"Mind telling me what you were trying to do with the briefcase?"
"Needed to know how it works"
"Why?"
"Feeling nosy today, aren't we?"
"Perhaps."
"Tell you what, I'll answer if you answer too."
"Fair enough-"
"How did you end up in the Commission Five? they don't just bring in anyone."
"Didn't I ask first?"
"Did you? Hadn't noticed."
"Alright, ya cheater- I time traveled my way to the apocalypse at thirteen, lived alone till 21 until the Handler recruited me."
"So, that's like...8 years alone."
"Wasn't alone, I had Delores."
"Oh..." No, she was not jealous at all
"Your turn."
"I needed the power source so I could configure this, I was going to dissect the case, then I looked at the watch and I guess...I kinda let my feelings take over for a while" She pointed to the wristwatch she was wearing, it was a man's wristwatch, an old faded one.
"If it makes you feel any better, my mom sold me to a rich billionaire who created a band of traumatized heroes."
"I'm...not sure that's supposed to make me feel better- psycho."
"Psycho, I'm not the one who let a fish bowl adopt me."
"HEY! I DID THAT FOR MY OWN REASoNS."
"Which were?"
"For my thirst for knowledge"
Giving her a side glance he parked the car, "That all?"
"And food that didn't taste like garbage. Not that you'd know what that's like, you were bought by a billionaire-"
"And we're done for the day."
"HAHA"
That conversation was probably the start of something new because, after a month of asking each other such questions, there was a weird bond formed between the two, one that neither wanted to address. But she'd notice how he'd casually brush his hand against hers while walking, or the time his chest was pressed against her back when he reached to the top shelf to grab a mug for her.
Not like he had it any easier. His ears would pick up each groan that would leave her lips when she'd be frustrated, murdering the paper with the tip of her pen. How her laughter would make the room a bit brighter, even if it was after insulting him- this was confirmed when she insulted his tie, laughed at him, and ran out of the bar, he could see how all eyes were on her.
Naturally, neither wanted to act upon such trivial feelings, both having different goals in mind. He had to go and stop the apocalypse, and she wanted her watch to travel like the briefcase so she could ditch the commission and travel across time at her own pace and will.
By thirty the two were nowhere near their required answers, frustrated and exhausted, Five threw another ball of paper at the wall. They were done with the mission, which was why he thought working on her wristwatch issue would be easier than his own work- now don't get him wrong, he wasn't doing this because he liked her or anything, he just thought it was easier to figure out and she was just dumb. So when the door swung open and she rushed in with a crate of whiskey he wanted to ask her if she was in her senses.
"Tonight we drink"
"And what is the occasion"
"I was adopted by a fish bowl."
"Ah, I see."
He'd kill for a drink right now, which is why he gave in to her request.
Unfortunately, drunk Y/N and drunk Five were not the best combination, turns out the a**hole within both surfaces and things go downhill really fast after that;
"Wait...this is..work MInE" she slapped the paper on the table, turning to glare at the...two Fives before her.
"Yeah- was doin' it for ya dumbass."
"DUmB? mY Ass is anything but DUMB you sociopath."
"Ohh, the pretty girl finally got somethin' right..." he groaned, he was about to take another swig of the bottle when his world turned blurry, hair tossing around with the speed at which he felt the soft mattress. Blinking away the blur he glared up at her, "This counts as harassment."
"So does staring at my butt."
"Tis' nice to stare at." With that he grabbed her collar and pulled her down, their lips only an inch away, "I win" he smirked before flipping them over, hovering above her, amused by her petrified expressions. He knew she didn't doubt him, nor was she afraid of him, but the thought of him winning against her was going to torment her for years.
Before she could come up with a snarky response he kissed her, making sure to have her squirming beneath him but blinked away when she began to respond.
"WHAT THE F*** FIVE" hissing she sat up, watching him scribbling on the paper, completely lost in thought.
"Shut up, I think I found the solution"
"By KissING mE?"
"Yeah. Imagine what other questions could be answered if we fu-"
"NOPE" she zoomed out of the room.
It was safe to say that the next morning, both parties woke up hungover like anything.
"CloSE thE SUN" she hissed, burying her face into something warm and soft, sighing in contentment until that something pulled her closer and as a reflex, she kicked it off the bed.
"MOTHER FU- WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"ME? WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED!"
"YOU'RE IN MY BED"
"Oh...Well, why am I in your bed?"
"The hell do I know, last I remember was you trying to touch me without my consent."
"What?" she spat out, sitting up to realize she was in fact in his bed, the room was littered with several bottles and for some ungodly reason, she was wearing his shirt, while he was dressed in his old man pajamas. As guilt was about to hit her and she was about to apologize, the words stopped right at the tip of her tongue, "I- WAIT YOU KISSED ME FIRST"
Nodding in return he walked over to the table, flipping pages to find the one in which he wrote the solution, pulling it out with a grin, "Solved your equation by the way-"
It was snatched out of his hand faster than light could travel, as her eyes scanned over each number.
"A thank you would be nice."
"Five...."
"What?"
"5318008 is not the answer"
"What do you mean??" he snatched it back from her, frowning and wondering why he wrote those numbers because last night he did this he made a discovery.
"My friend, turn the paper upside down and read the numbers."
Following her request, he squinted at the answer before groaning in frustration.
"Guess you were thinking with your d*** and not your brain last night."
"Shut up."
After that night, the two were a bit more open with each other, after she had made him swear never to work on her equations again- no need for more of her body parts to be written down in numbers. Although he agreed reluctantly, he had to admit that he had begun to show her a more, soft side, one that he didn't even know he had- it wasn't his fault though, she'd just end up doing things to him, kissing his cheek when he'd get her coffee, holding his hand while walking around the road during a mission, snuggling closer to him.
There was another realization between the two, a more sad concept that the two had discovered, the lack of attention and love had left them clinging to each other. Which is why, as soon as that hit her- she began to block him out again. She had simply refused to show any kind of affection, she'd say it was nothing, but he wasn't a fool, nor was she. It began from demanding they sleep on separate beds, to having breakfast either before he did or after he did, the rides back from missions became silent again, and every time he'd ask she'd just brush him off. It got worse when he finally asked;
"Y/N, what are we? You've been avoiding me for a while now if I've done something to offend you... I mean I know I've been busy but so have you and-
"Friends with benefits, how about that?"
"No."
"Five, I'll become a liability to you and you for me and I don't want that okay!"
"Listen to me Y/N, it's okay to be afraid-"
"I AM NOT AFRAID"
"YES, YOU ARE" He slammed the brakes, turning to look at her, "Stop.Running.Away."
"Make me." With that she ran out of the car, faster than she had expected, which she only realized when she stopped under a random tree, completely dry. It had been raining cats and dogs, yet, even after running across an entire field, she was dry as ever- 'Note to self: emotions affect speed' She was about to run away further when a flash of blue stopped her, gripping her wrist.
"Five, stop I-" pausing when her eyes met the hurt in his forest green orbs, swirling with untold feelings.
"Please, Y/N, I- you're not the only one who's out of their comfort zone," he whispered, hoping to God she'd stay and not pull away again. Honestly, he'd usually catch up to her when she'd run, but tonight, her blur of a frame was too fast for him to blink to, he hadn't even realised she was gone till after a solid minute.
"Five...I can't- I don't want to feel that way again..."
"You don't have to feel alone, grieve for your parents but don't suffer alone- suffer with me."
"...was that supposed to be romantic because."
"Oh for the love of God, you just love ruining the moment."
"Why? were you going to propose to me or something-"
"I was."
She was about to call off his bluff but he let go of her wrist and blinked away before she could, leaving her standing in the rain.
"...FIVE YOU BETTER BLINK BACK- HE's MAKING ME RUN TO HIM, I SHOULD'VE SHOT HIM IN THE FACE LONG AGO"
Either way, when she reached the car, he was standing outside, rain dripping off the tips of his raven locks as he smirked at her. A very unusual proposal because before he could get down on one knee for her, she punched him in the face, earning an 'I regret nothing, woman.'
Hence, the secretly betrothed couple continued to live their lives in the commission until they had figured out the solution- well Five had, but she still said something was off.
"Five, I think the decimal is wrong."
"Woman. How long have we been married for?"
She looked at her husband, sitting there in all his grace with a fedora over his balding head and that mustache she had tried to shave off many times at night but he'd always blink away.
"Around 28 years"
"And if I ask you, in exchange for those lovely 28 years to trust me, to have the slightest OUNCE OF FAITH IN ME" he growled, pressing the tip of his index finger and thumb together, "This much trust would do wonders, darlin'.
"You realize your fingers are touching-"
"I AM AWARE THANK YOU."
So the two stood at the portal staring at it. She wasn't supposed to use the portal though, she told him she'd use the watch with th3 same equation, even though he had insisted they go through the portal.
"I'm using the watch Five."
"What if it doesn't work"
"Please we worked on it together, we're like basically a genius duo."
"I'm serious, love."
"Then...then I'll wait for you to come and get me."
With that she grabbed him by the collar, quickly kissed him, and pushed him into the portal, watching it fade as she sighed. By the heavens she hoped for her watch to work, if not, her plan B was to make sure he can stop the apocalypse and she'd end anything or anyone from the Commission within a blink of an eye.
Taking a deep breath she remembered what he had told her to do;
*3 months ago*
"Count till 3, then press the button alright?"
"You realize I'm not an idiot-"
"But you're reckless and...I care about you."
"Sheesh, a married old man blushing as he tells his wife he cares-"
"Okay goodnight " he turned around in bed, turning off the lamp as she laughed, running to his side to turn it on then back in the sheets before he could react.
*Now*
She did as he had told her, counted till three, and pressed the button.
"Shit" he hissed looking around at his siblings before entering the kitchen. They watched him make one sandwich right after the other:
"Exactly how hungry are you?" Allison asked only for him to snub her,
"It's not for me. Now, what's the date, exact date?'
"24"
"Of what?"
"March."
"So, are we gonna talk about what just happened?" Luther finally stepped in, "It's been 17 years."
"It's been a lot longer than that."
"Where'd you go?"
"The future. It's shit, by the way." he paused before thinking about Y/N who was still not there, "She should've been here by now."
"How long were you there?"
"Forty-five years. Give or take."
"So what are you saying? That you're 58?"
"No, my consciousness is 58." he sighed, irritated by how long this was taking, "apparently, my are now 13 again- shit, she'll kill me" he sighed as he heard something outside.
"Who is she?" Diego asked, staring at the psycho.
"She's my-"
"FIVE YOU SON OF A B****"
A blur zoomed into the room and Five was slammed into the wall, falling to the ground, coughing in pain.
Everyone standing in battle stance now (minus Klaus, who was covering Vanya) stared at the back of a little girl visibly shaking in anger as he hissed, "THE DECIMAL"
He stood up slowly, pointing at the woman- girl- feeling accused, "Why WOULD YOU DO THAT-"
"OUNCE OF TRUST MY ASS"
"I don't think it's appropriate for me to comment on it anymore, considering we're kids-"
"Who is this Five?" Luther asked, pulling back Diego who looked ready to kill, there was no need to murder a child.
"This is Y/N Hargreeves-"
She runs out of the room before he can finish his statement, sighing he continues, "She's my wife, and she has powers like us."
"Aw~ you married, never thought anyone would marry you-"
"Klaus, I'll kill you."
She zooms back in, scaring the shit out of everyone except for Five, he knew what she was doing, this was a stupid power move, much similar to his blinking around, everyone to intimidate them. Placing two paper cups of coffee she looks at Five:
"Conclusion, the sugar and caffeine rush increases the speed by 94.32 % unless more than three donuts are consumed with a mug of coffee. Adverse effects would be the excelled heart rate and the after-effects of the rush, possibly leading to one or two of the following;
1)Instant fainting
2)Vomiting
3)Urge to use the washroom
4)Heart attack
Five grabs a cup and watches her go, enjoying how everyone else is freaking out, he'd be lying if he were to say it didn't turn him on when she'd do that- well he wouldn't say that now because they were thirteen- again.
She zoomed out again, speeding in back to the kitchen, this time in someone's uniform, stopping by Luther she poked his arm before humming to herself, then taking a knife from Diego's hand and throwing it at Klaus' feet, watching him squeak and yell "HEY,"
"Super strength, Target Manipulation, powers related to voice also categorized as manipulation, and let me guess, you don't know what your powers are?" She stared at the siblings before chugging down her coffee.
"You forgot about her." Alison taunted only for her to shake her head,
"No, I didn't, she's normal- hence, only permanent factor, unchanging at least for now."
Throwing the paper cup away somewhere Five stood up, looking around, "Well, then, if you're done with your payback for me placing the wrong decimal, shall we go?"
"I'm not done with you."
"Of course not." He grabs her hand and blinks them away, leaving everyone sitting in the kitchen in silence.
"What the f***"
"Hey...did anyone notice how he just married a female Five?"
"I feel harassed."
It was safe to say it took a while for the siblings to get used to her, at times she was worse than Five, probably because she was always eating something sweet, even though he'd tell her multiple times not to.
"STOP"
"Stop what?"
"Didn't I say no more sweets?"
"You also said to trust you, how'd that work out for us."
"Let.it.go."
"Can you two please stop arguing, as a single dad I am highly offended at my upbringing"
"Five, please I'll just run in and get the records instead."
The siblings noticed how chaotic the couple was, they never really took no for an answer, and each was always trynna one up the other, but one thing was clear, as Deigo said after he placed a drunk in his bed, next to a drunk asleep Y/N that Luther had gently placed on the bed.
"Damn...if I got a woman, I'd get one like that one."
"One that ends up drunk?'
"No, Luther, you idiot, one that goes to hell and back for me."
Luther looked at them asleep, she was hugging his arm, face pressed against it, they looked, peaceful.
"I guess you're right."
But when the two fought, they were ready to slit each other's throat, this was something the siblings witnessed. It was when he blinked them back to the mansion, letting her hand go accidentally, which led her to fall, landing on her wrist, shattering the wristwatch. Let's just say when Deigo and Allison reached home, they found the place to be a mess, Pogo running to them and telling them about the fight. They ran to the main room to find Five blinking around the place,
"I SAID I'M SORRY"
"I DONT WANT YOU SORRY YOU A**, GIVE ME HIS WATCH BACK, I WANT MY DAD'S WATCH BACK" she was screaming at him, running around throwing things at him, barely missing him each time.
The fight only stopped when her emotions got the best of her, f*** teenage hormones and the caffeine wore off, she crashed into a wall, falling to her knees as she sobbed loudly, rubbing her eyes furiously. Five had blinked in front of her, sighing as he got down to his knees, hugging her close, whispering how sorry he was, how he'd fix it for her (even though he knew she was perfectly capable of doing it herself).
Luther and Allison believed that the couple was more destructive than lovely, though Klaus disagreed, as he said,
"Five like a challenge, that sociopath would eat up and spit out any weak s/o, no, he deserves someone who teaches him how love is soft like a chicken's butt but as strong as Diego's skull."
When they were about to time travel again, with an unconscious Vanya she looked at him, mouthing "63" then they teleported, only problem, as they were split up and she had ended up with Klaus.
Five on the other hand almost lost his mind when he realized another apocalypse was on its way after he met with Hazel. As soon as he was at Elliot's he saw a photo of her and he felt a bit better, knowing she was still there and safe.
Cue, her rushing into the place, pushing everyone out of the way to stop and foot away from Five, smiling at him like an idiot, "Hey there, lover."
"Wait, are you two a thing?" Lila asked from the couch to which Y/N glanced at her and then made a face;
"Who got little miss teapot on board?"
It got worse when they went to see the Handler, the fact that Lila was working for the Handler had Y/N laughing like an idiot;
"Boy, she has a thing for collecting psychos"
"Darlin' you ain't any different from us."
But when they were told to kill the board, that's when things got messy,
"Oh and Y/N dear, I want you to bring me back AJ, not Five. It has to be you."
So, yes, she did stare at the man who had saved her from that hell hole, watching him beg for his life, but before she could swing the bat, Five grabbed her hand and blinked her to the garden, much like he had done the first time they had met.
"FIVE" zooming back inside she found him putting the fish in a bag of water, 'Let's go."
When they didn't show up on time, let's just say Y/N didn't take it lightly.
"ARE YOU ALL THIS STUPID BY CHOICE? YOU CAN'T MEET A SIMPLE DEADLINE? 6 TRAUMATISED KIDS WHO WENT THROUGH HELL, YET YOH CAN'T GRASP THE CONCEPT OF HOW IMPORTANT THIS MATTER OS?"
"Easy Y/N" he placed a hand on her shoulder as Allison,
"For your information Y/N, we have important things to do as well-
"NO, YOU DO NOT. YOU HAD ONE JOB, LAY LOW, BUT DID YOU? ALL OF YOU MESSED WITH THE TIMELINE? DIDN'T YOU? AND WHAT'S WORSE IS I HANDED MY FATHER TO A DEATH SENTENCE FOR YOU PEOPLE AND I...." she stopped talking as it hit her, she really had given AJ to the Handler, he really was dead now.
"Y/N" he whispered trying to calm her down before she swat his hand away, "No, I'm done Five. You said you wouldn't let it happen again, I just lost my family.." Her voice cracked as she whispered, "again". Before he could console her she ran away, leaving everyone a bit too guilty as Five blinked outside to see where she had run off to, though he failed.
This is why he decided to go with plan- F, which stood for F***
"Luther, I need ya to be my spotter."
"Your spotter?"
"Yeah."
Cue them meeting the elderly couple, Y/N stared at Luther then at little Five. "What the f***"
"Hey, there lover, where's your husband."
"He went to pee, so shall I kill you before he arrives or after?"
"Actually, doll I'd like to have a word with myself" he gave her a weird grin.
(눈‸눈) "Let me guess, you got the decimal wrong"
"Ounce of trust, love."
"Who is this?" Older Five asks glaring at Luther and Five.
"Our secret love child."
Cue the paradox psychosis hitting the psychos as Luther walked beside an older Y/N. She was much calmer than the Y/N they had seen.
"Tell me, boy, do I die in the future?"
"What- no, no, Ma'am nothing like that...hah..its..uh complicated."
"I see, does he" *points at kid Five yelling at a man about how he wished he could pull off those shorts, "Still love me?"
"Well, I wouldn't call it love I mean...you guys are..weird? But I guess it is love according to Klaus"
"Well, that's- EEE" She squeaked, hands going to her butt as kid Five marched past her, "Stop flirting with my spotter".
"FIVE YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO AN ADULT - OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY DID HE JUST SLAP YOUR -"
So, when the Fives actually break out fighting, Y/N just stands there, casually watching them as she checks the time on her watch. Luther loses his mind as he tries to stop them,
"Y/N STOP THEM"
"No, I'm good, plus the loop has to complete itself."
Hence when older Five is thrown in the portal, the younger one turned to look at Luther and Y/N, groaning at the sight of the wrecked suitcase. At this point he felt like it was all pointless, even this didn't work out and-
"Five?"
"What?"
"Why am I mad at you?'
"How the hell did you know that"
"Would've been here otherwise."
"Well dear lover, much like now, I proved to be useless to you, got you stuck in a child's body, trapped in time, followed by an apocalypse and broke your dad's watch- true husband material."
Luther watched the exchange quietly, he had never seen Five so...distraught- no, he looked disappointed in himself. That's a first. And like the softie, he was expecting her to show his psychotic brother some form of kindness- or so he thought;
"Man, you f***ed up, huh?"
"Thank you Mrs.Hargreeves, I wasn't aware of that."
"Well, time to go then- oh wait" she reached for her pocket, taking out a small diary, "Here, also, Five don't beat yourself up, you just learn TO LISTEN TO YOUR SMART WIFE".
As she disappeared with the blue flash Luther stood there, utterly confused about the chaotic exchange, only to realize that Five was actually smiling to himself, staring at the diary.
"So uh, what now?"
"Oh we're screwed, Luther."
After their horrible supper with their father, Five comes back with little to no information, only to go to the rooftop of the building. Leaving all his siblings in Eliot's living room. Opening the door he saw her sitting by the edge, legs dangling off as she looked at the cars below.
"Hey" he muttered, sitting next to her.
"Hey."
"Feeling better yet?"
"I can't control my hormones, which means I can't control my emotions, which means I cant comtrol my speed- Five, I've lost control of everything. I'm not supposed to lose control of anything I-"
"I slapped older you's a***"
"....what the actual f***"
"You were getting too comfortable with Luther"
"SO IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU BEING A PERVERTED OLD MAN?'
"Perhaps it does, who cares, she's my wife, not yours."
"That makes no sense."
"Well, does anything? I got you this by the way." He showed her the diary, smiling when she took it from him and kissed his cheek.
Nonetheless, nothing had gone according to plan, and now they were called terrorists, they were cornered at Sissy's farm and before Five could blink, his wife had pushed him out of the way of being shot, falling to the ground, coughing up blood.
"NO"
He winced at the pain in his abdomen, glaring at the Handler who only smiled wickedly at him,
"To think I gave you a second chance Five, and you ruin it for her-" she turned the nose of her gun to Y/N who was barely holding on to the string of life, but her eyes burnt with pure hatred as she glared at the woman.
"I enjoyed killing your dad" with that she shot her a few more times, the bangs echoing around the barn along with Five's scream. His trembling hand reached to touch the hand of his wife that lay limp beside him, hollow eyes staring at him.
"You take something from me Five."
"I'll take away everything you love-"
She gasped, turning around to see that she had been shot.
Then it hit him, seconds matter, much like their father had told him. And as he went back in time, blinking to grab her gun before she could shoot and watching her die, he called it off before throwing his weapon down. Y/N taking the other man's gun from him and throwing it somewhere in a blink of an eye
So they sat there with a suitcase, saying their final goodbyes, while Five and Y/N sat on the porch, staring at the mess.
"Damn..." She muttered, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry" he 2hispered to her, "I almost let you die."
"But then you fixed everything, you always do, that's why I trust you."
"You do?"
"Yes, this much," she said pressing the tip of her index finger and thumb, much like he did back in 63, forcing him to let out a chuckle.
Things were going to get better, they were going to go back to 2019, and everything was going to be okay. Or so she thought because as they stood facing the sparrow academy she groaned internally.
She ended up punching the raven-haired lady in the face, knowing Five was out of his trance, he was kissing the air;
"That better have been me."
"Trust me, my tongue was down your throat"
"I take it back, I don't trust you."
"Kinda late for that now, isn't it love."
"All because of a bloody decimal and male ego."
"Fair point- but, we've got other things to worry about my little roadrunner."
"I swear I'm retiring after this."
"*WE* are retiring after this babe."
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In any other situation, their power would rip through these bindings and they run.
Superspeed, but the doors locked. What now? Put them in a particle accelerator, good luck doing your stupid 'fazing through walls' trick now.
Ice powers? Their partners dying of hypothermia. Stuck in a too hot room. Stuck in an absolute zero room, no way to make it colder. Can't freeze the lock, its already as cold as its going to get.
Heat powers? Same thing, put that fucker in a volcano. Good luck finding your way through 8,000 feet of lava. Or an incinerator, yeah, just try and melt that lock off. Oh whumpee? They have a fever and your emotions are haywire, hope you can get that water to them without it evaporating.
Superstrength? Fighting a cotton powered villain. What are they gonna do, punch their way through pillows?
It's so fun.
It's funny if its for mundane things too.
Yeah, of course superstrength can move your entire apartment belongs in one trip. What's that? You want help building a bookshelf from Wal-Mart. They've never seen a screwdriver in their life.
You want a coffee run? Okay, but you better fine with no coffee left in the cup afterward. Just because they can run faster than light, doesn't mean liquid stops obeying physics.
Want the lights a different color? Just ask. You want them to fix the wiring in your remote? Why would they know anything about that?
Fun. The possibilities of powers being absolutely useless in everyday life is just good soup to me.
In Which Everything Goes Wonderfully Wrong: An introduction to Rory's mind reading ability and how she used it to find people just like her.
The Elevator: part 1: The first meeting between Rory and Bennett. He seeks her help when he finds himself trapped in a time loop.
The Elevator: part 2: The second part of Rory and Bennett's first meeting. They work together to end Bennett's time loop.
Brewing Thoughts: Rory and Bennett have a heart-to-heart following their risky plan to stop Bennett's time loop.
Claustrophobia: The awkward first meeting between Rory and Dalton. She discovers him having a major growth spurt in an empty lecture room at their university and gets trapped in the room with him.
(Coming Soon) Boundaries: After meeting Dalton, Rory finally convinces him to meet Bennett, whose excitement and curiosity is too much for Dalton to handle.
Broken: The first time Dalton shrinks in front of Bennett. The experience leaves him injured and mistrusting of Bennett, who doesn't quite understand what he's done wrong.
The Rift: After Rory rescues Dalton from a too-curious Bennett, Dalton reveals his newly-formed opinion of him, which leaves a divide in the group.
Fractured Reflections: An introduction to Josiah and his ability. After unwillingly bailing on Bennett and their plans to get dinner, Josiah is left alone in their dorm, invisible and afraid.
(Coming Soon) Revealed: Bennett talks to Rory and Dalton about his roommate, Josiah. He thinks he's been a bad friend to him. They encourage him to talk to Josiah, only for Bennett to walk in on a secret Josiah has been trying to keep.
The Sink Incident: Bennett and Dalton are hanging out when Dalton experiences a shrinking spell and falls into the sink.
Dalton's Drawings: Bennett finds Dalton sulking under his bed nearly 5 inches tall, all because he got upset over something he drew. Familiar ground is reached between the two boys.
Rory's Journal: Rory has a conversation with Dalton about their abilities and she worries about the effect they are having on her memory.
The 53rd Day: Bennett is trapped in a time loop. Every day, Dalton has a public growth spurt, leaving Bennett to scramble to try to prevent it.
Day 94: Bennett, still trapped in the time-loop, meets Meiling, who offers to help.
(Coming Soon) Day 101: Bennett attempts to involve Rory in his time loop, explaining to her everything he's learned about Dalton, the loop, and the mysterious character he hasn't seen in a few days.
(Coming Soon) The End of a Loop: Bennett is finally free from a time loop that lasted nearly seven months, and after those months of repetition, he has to learn how to live with a choice he can't redo tomorrow.
Like A Moth to A Flame: Bennett has a nightmare about his abilities.
(Coming Soon) Pushed Too Far: Dalton and Rory have an argument about his abilities, triggering a growth spurt that leaves both characters feeling bad about what had just transpired.
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Have the Flash’s powers work like Quicksilver from the recent X-Men movies. He can move faster than super-sonic speeds without creating any vacuums, wind disturbances, or sonic-booms. All the better if the way his powers work somehow doesn’t actually allow him to punch with the force of a cruise missile.
Allow Superman to move at the same speeds, but he DOES cause localized wind disturbances. Therefore, Superman almost NEVER moves as fast as he can on the ground, and only when he’s safely high enough in the sky.
This not only differentiates them, it emphasizes their themes.
The Flash is a trickster sort of hero, so moving too fast to see while also remaining silent allows him to perform all sorts of tricks.
But Superman is all about living in a World of Cardboard where the only thing keeping him from ruling over the wreckage of earth is his self-restraint.
