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#TuaPrideMonth Day 1 - 7 siblings, 7 colors of the rainbow

It’s here

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rainbow hair!

prompt for day 23 of tua pride month, which I reblogged on this blog and on my main (@itstrulyastrangerthing). look, I don’t...I don’t know. just some Hargreeves sibling bonding and being queer but not really that explicitly bc it’s mostly bonding. this is my first time writing for TUA and I’m not really happy with my characterization but I wanted to get something out for the pride month (challenge? prompt list?).

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For as long as Vanya could remember, her hair had been falling into her face.

Reginald had often made her tie it up, so she could assist him better; Mom would stand with her by the mirror in the mornings and tuck her hair back into their pins or a hair tie with a precision and comforting smile only Grace could really manage. Those were the few times Vanya could count on with Mom, since she spent the rest of the day running around to treat wounds and comfort her siblings when Reginald’s training went too far.

After she moved out, her hair was the least of her worries. She felt nothing and everything at once, and twisting her hair back reminded her too much of the home she left behind. She was gray, just like the pavement and the sky and the strings of her bow. Looking back on it, she was sure it didn’t help that she was drugged and sedated. But once she was free of that, it was like life had color again. She felt, and she saw, and she did. She loved and she knew, and she knew herself. She saw a rainbow for the first time outside of her window, and somehow, she felt it right in her heart.

Being back at home was always tough, but she tried to come back more. Five and Klaus were there almost all of the time, and Allison and Diego were back enough that it was worth it. At some point she began to pass her time in the living room, sometimes with company and sometimes by herself. It was odd, for her, to make herself comfortable in a space she’d only ever felt attacked in. There was something... bright in it.

After a few weeks of this, Klaus seemed to catch on to when Vanya was in the living room. He started staying there with her, mostly just sitting in silence, but occasionally talking. He liked to watch her practice for violin concerts-as a kid, he, along with Five, been one of the only ones to ever listen to her play. As she paused to shift her hair behind her ears, Klaus spoke up suddenly from where he lay sprawled on the couch in one of Allison’s skirts she’d left in her room.

“Ever dyed your hair?”

Vanya looked up at him, lightly startled, but shook her head slightly. She wasn’t she if she liked the smirk on his face.

“Do you want to?”

“Depends. What color?”

“All of them?” Klaus said, quite helpfully, before coughing a little. “Rainbow. For your new rainbow awakening. It’s pride month and all.”

“I was sedated and brainwashed.”

“Fact still stands. I think your artsy, musician friends would like it. And it’s a nice ‘fuck you’ to Reginald.”

A voice piped up from behind Vanya. She turned to see Five, in all of his 58-year-old-trapped-in-13-year-old-body, stalkerish glory. “Have you ever dyed hair?”

“Oh, yeah, plenty of times.” At Vanya’s stare, he relented. “Once or twice. You’re in, Five?”

“I want to see this so that I can say I was there before the great disaster.”

“Perfect. Vanya?”

Vanya shook her head a little again to clear her thoughts, moving one hand to run through her hair. It might be nice. “Fine.”

***

One trip to the beauty supply store and minimal arguing later, Vanya, Klaus, and Five found themselves crammed into one of the bathrooms of the Academy. She had changed into an old t-shirt and wrapped a towel around her shoulders, although Klaus had started grabbing and sectioning her hair before she could apply Vaseline to her neck so that she didn’t get chemical burns everywhere. Five had been (begrudgingly) tasked with mixing the dyes while Klaus readied and applied the bleach. Five was also at the ready with a phone to take pictures of the inevitable future blackmail.

“I’m gonna warn you,” Klaus began, before he was cut off by Five.

“Always reassuring.”

Klaus ignored him. “I’ve mostly learned from Jenna Marbles.”

“Wait, no-”

“Who is this?”

“She’s a YouTuber,” Vanya supplied to Five, trying to get back to Klaus. “Please don’t mess me up that badly.”

“Her last name is marbles? Has she lost hers?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t. Jenna never used bleach on her hair, it’ll be fine.”

Vanya took a deep breath. “Fine. Just do it before I change my mind.”

Admittedly, Klaus was much better at this than Jenna was. He had some regard for actually parting hair and brushing the bleach onto it. It was almost scary how quickly he did it all, too, and knew just when to wash the bleach out.

“Maybe I should dye a strand of my hair,” Klaus said, eyeing his hair in the mirror. “Or Five’s.”

“Absolutely not,” Five spat, although it lacked his normal Five venom. “I did my job.”

“We’ll see,” Klaus drawled, brushing bleach onto a strand of his hair. “You’ll want to join the celebration with us soon enough. Can’t let anyone think you’re straight.” He turned back to Vanya. “Are we thinking colors by section or in a gradient?”

“Gradient?”

“Like,” Klaus gestured with the clean brush from the top of her head to the end of her hair. “Red to orange to yellow and so on.”

“I’m not sure if I trust you with that.”

“I can do sections, but it’s boring.”

“I’m boring.”

Five piped up again. “No, you were sedated for twenty years.”

Vanya looked at her hair in the mirror, now bleach-blonde instead of the brown she’d had for her whole life. “Gradient, then, I guess.”

“Yes!” Klaus said, voice pitching up slightly. He reached a hand out to Five for a high five. He reacted after only a moment’s hesitation.

***

From there, Vanya really tried not to look. It felt like Klaus knew what he was doing, but she had no frame of reference. Aside from Jenna Marbles videos, of course.

While they waited for her color to lift, Klaus somehow convinced Five to bleach a strip of his hair. While Five’s bleached, Klaus painstakingly created a rainbow on his strand of bleached hair, recreated on Five’s head a few minutes later. Five pretended to be annoyed by it, but Vanya could tell he enjoyed it.

“I’ve killed people. Why am I here?”

“I’ve seen the people you killed, cupcake. That’s nothing.”

Five glared at Klaus, and he actually froze for a second. It was easy to forget how intimidating Five could be, since he looked like a scrawny thirteen year old. “Don’t call me cupcake. Ever.”

Vanya interjected a little desperately. “I think my color is lifting?”

“Great,” Klaus said, turning away from Five after a few final touches to his new pride rainbow hair strand. “We should rinse it out in twenty minutes, probably.”

Five spoke up suddenly, voice uncertain. “Are we gonna be... sibling goals?”

“Twinsies?” Vanya deadpanned into the mirror. “Or triplet-ies?”

Klaus dropped his head into his hands before lifting it back up again as he realized there was still dye on them. “Please never say that again.”

***

Vanya continued not to look at her hair. She didn’t want to see, because she was worried. Mostly she didn’t want to get her hopes up. She’d spent so much of her life not even aware of the parts of her she couldn’t see, and even though she wasn’t entirely sure she now wanted it on display to anyone who saw her, she strangely wanted it to turn out well. She’d been quiet for so long; she just wanted to be loud.

Klaus washed out both his and Five’s hair before hers as they lifted more quickly. She had to say, Klaus had done well. Their hair (or parts of it) was clearly rainbow-colored.

As Klaus rinsed and dried her hair, she felt more apprehension than she could remember feeling. When he turned her towards the mirror, however, she felt that apprehension melt away as she muted a hand to her hair. “Oh my God.”

“Oh my God is right,” Klaus said, stepping back to admire his work.

Vanya was glad he’d convinced her to do the gradient. Her hair started red at the roots, fading into every other color of the rainbow the further down it went. It was unnatural, but it felt good. It felt right.

She turned to Klaus, who looked a bit shocked himself. “You did an amazing job.”

“Yeah. Yeah I did.” Five hit him lightly on the shoulder.

***

Turns out, Diego and Allison were both home and waiting for them in the living room.

“What the hell happened to your hair? I mean, it looks good, but-”

“Do you two match? Wait, three, no, did-”

“-did Five dye his hair too?”

Klaus flashed a grin, looking back at Vanya. “Hey, is the any dye left?”

Diego’s eyes widened. “No.”

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TUA Pride Month → day 2: sexuality headcanons

Vanya Hargreeves + the lesbian pride flag

[13-year-old-assassin]

Day 1 of Tua Pride Month! Prompt: 7 siblings, 7 colors of the rainbow. Get ready for this challenge kids, cause my blog is about to get a whole lot gayer

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I’m really excited for @five-hargreeves-official TUA Pride Month! TUA pride prompts (writing, edits, drawings, etc.) for the month of June! <3 I can’t wait to see the official prompt list. Let’s spread the word everyone!! The tag is #TuaPrideMonth

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#TuaPrideMonth Day 2 - Sexuality Headcanons

Luther - bisexual (preference towards women)

Diego - bisexual (pretty evenly split)

Allison - pansexual goddess 

Klaus - pan pan pan baby 

Five - biromantic demisexual 

Ben - homoromantic asexual 

Vanya - lesbian

I'll probably add icons to this post later 

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Day Two of TUA Pride Month

Prompt: sexuality headcannons

Luther: Straight. God, this man is so painfully straight that it fucking hurts.

Diego: Bisexual mess

Allison: I could honestly totally see her being pan

Klaus: GAYGAYGAYGAYGAYGAYFORDAVEGAYGAY. I also see him being okay with using she/her, they/them, and he/him pronouns.

Five: Alright, so imma get fucking deep about this kid. So a lot of people believe that he’s aromantic because of his reluctance toward romantic human connection, or any connection at all. I don’t think that he’s aro. Most people don’t think that Dolores is a viable point of evidence, because she’s not real. Well of course she’s not real! But the point is she’s real to Five. And if Five can love someone, something that he sees as a person to the point where he saves her over a chance to stop the apocalypse? Yeah, he can make emotional connections. He just can’t do it with the people (his siblings) that he hasn’t seen in years, that he saw dead, and who are a major point in his trauma. Half me of me thinks he’s straight, and the other half is like “nah this bitch is fucking pan.” I feel like he started out straight, when there were people in the world. Where there were girls to choose from. But when the apocalypse happened, there were no girls to choose from. There were no people to choose from. And when he got to the commission, he didn’t care about what the fuck they looked like, or their gender, or their genitalia. He only cared that it was another person, a living and breathing human being. Of course, he never dated. Too focused on the apocalypse, too traumatized, too used to being alone. I also have a small little headcannon that he might be trans, but that’s for another time

Ben: Aro and ase, 100%

Vanya: SHE IS MY LITTLE LESBIAN CHILD, OKAY? I COULD GET SSUUUPPPPEEERRR FUCKING DEEP INTO REASONS WHY, AND I PROBABLY WILL AT SE POINT, BUT FOR NOW HERES ALL THE PROOF YOU NEED:

COME ON. ANYONE WHO DRESSES AND DANCES LIKE THAT IS NOT STRAIGHT. FUCK YOU LEONARD. LET MY CHILD BE GAYYYYYYY

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#TuaPrideMonth Day 3 - Pride Parade

Ao3

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Klaus could hardly wait until June. Every year, he went all out for pride month, going head to toe in his pan and nonbinary colors, attending every pride parade in the tristate area, and buying anything and everything rainbow.

But this year would be even more special. Because this year all of his siblings would be taking part in pride with him.

After they had managed to avoid the apocalypse, the seven had grown closer as a family. They caught Five up on modern slang and memes, they trained Vanya in her powers, and Klaus was able to successfully manifest Ben to join in on the fun. So when Klaus mentioned his annual pride activities, his siblings politely requested to join in as well. Klaus, naturally, was overjoyed.

Finally, after much waiting, June rolled around, along with the first pride parade. Klaus skipped around his siblings, helping them adjust their pride attire.

Luther, the most conservative, hesitantly wore a pin with the bi flag, though later he would acquire a cape as well. Diego wore his trans and bi flags with pride, along with face paint. Allison looked as elegant as ever, in a flower crown with the pan colors and a matching designer scarf. She, being the rich, influential movie star she is, managed to convince her favorite brands to release affordable, high quality pride clothing items. Allison has also decided to dye her hair to match. Five, though at first a bit hesitant, wore a bi colored blazer with a demisexual shirt on underneath. Ben simply wore a rainbow flag and asexual shirt, after Klaus finally figured out how to make “ghost clothing.” Vanya, although shy initially, wore a lesbian shirt, and her jean jacket Klaus has bought her was decorated with lgbt+ pins and patches.

Klaus, to no ones surprise, went the most out. He brought out his old flags, his favorite pan jacket and nb crop top, his rainbow pants, and his glittery pride shoes. He too had face paint on, and was looking very sparkly. To top it all off, Klaus wore lots and lots of pins.

Klaus smiled excitedly at all his siblings. “Who’s ready for the first pride parade with the entire umbrella academy?”

* * *

Vanya never felt like she was apart of something. Her whole life, she had never been appreciated. She was always the ordinary one, the extra one, the forgotten one. Even after the apocalypse was prevented and she was included in the family, it was hard for her to feel accepted. Even when she had first admitted to Klaus that she was attracted and he hugged her, telling her he was happy she told him, Vanya couldn’t help but wait for the catch. But here she was, surrounded by people like her, and for once Vanya felt like she belonged. So she smiled, filled with pride.

Ben was hesitant going to Pride. He was still a ghost after all. But through a lot of concentration and practice on Klaus’s end, the sixth Hargreeves was alive for a day. Wrapped in his rainbow flag, constantly having his siblings hug him, assuring him and themselves that he was really there, getting to be apart of such a wonderful family, even with all of their flaws, Ben knew he was more than just “The Horror.” So he smiled, filled with pride.

Five grew up in the apocalypse, so he never had the chance to explore his sexuality or grow closer to his siblings. But now that Five - the Hargreeves siblings had prevented the apocalypse, the Boy had the chance to do both. Five finally had the do-over he had always wanted, the opportunity to know what the modern world was really like with, the opportunity to discover himself. But most importantly, Five was so damn proud of his family. So he smiled, filled with pride.

Klaus always felt pride during June. He was always proud of the fact that he was apart of the LGBT+ community. But this June, he wasn’t just proud of his sexuality and gender. He was proud of his family, for coming together and discovering themselves. He was proud of himself, for becoming more than the useless, gay junkie. For being able to master his powers. For being more than Reginald’s greatest disappointment. So he smiled, filled with pride.

Allison always had whatever she wanted. Her rumors had lead her to riches, fame, and happiness. Or so it would seem. But she would never really be happy. Everyday, Allison was painfully aware that she was lying to herself, until it got too much. So she quit her rumors. Than Five returns, and Allison was launched into the most impactful eight days of her life. Afterward, Allison was able to connect both her families; her siblings and her daughter. Allison also opened up about her sexuality to the public, and used her influence for good, without rumors. Allison was proud of herself, and her family. So she smiled, filled with pride.

Diego knew that he never opened up to his family. He thought that he didn’t need connections. But after the eight days that brought together his family ended, he realized just how false that was. Diego was never subtle about his sexuality or gender. He started wearing binders at age 14, and hung a bisexual flag in his room shortly after. But it wasn’t until after him and his siblings prevented the apocalypse did Diego really know what it meant to be prideful. It was being accepting of yourself and the people you hold close. And Diego was finally able to admit that he matched those requirements. So he smiled, filled with pride.

Luther thought that no one would forgive him after he had locked up Vanya, his sister. Luther still hadn’t forgiven himself. But his siblings assured him that that decision was a product of his trauma, which was no less valid than that of his siblings. They encouraged him to go to therapy, which helped significantly. And so Luther was able to discover himself, realizing his sexuality, as well as how much he loved his siblings. His family was proud of how he’s changed, and Luther was proud of himself. He might have flaws, but those flaws do not define him. So he smiled, filled with pride.