Fandom: The Umbrella Academy
Summary: Their siblings have already all settled down and started families of their own, with varying levels of success. It was something that he and Five had talked about a few times before, but never come to a consensus on. The universe appeared to be listening to his deepest wishes, though, as he found himself staring parenthood dead in the face.
Warnings: Mpreg, trans male pregnancy, mentions of abortion, childbirth, and brief transphobia
Word Count: TBD
Chapters: TBD
Ship(s): Viktor Hargreeves/Five Hargreeves
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A/N: So I started planning this right after s3 had come out and then left it in my drafts until post s4. The plot isn't totally coherent because of that, I changed things up as I went especially since I've kind of lost my oomph for this fandom given how toxic everyone was right after s4 came out. I do want to preface this by saying that I liked s4 and the only reason that this is so different is because I planned it after s3, not because I didn't like the season. I hope that you guys still enjoy this little fic and please know that I will delete any comments misgendering or being transphobic towards Viktor because that is still a problem that I see far too often for my liking.
The first thing that Viktor did every single day when he got home from work was greet his pets. The moment that he stepped through the door, his bag had hit the floor and he was on his knees. They had a pug mix that they had adopted from the pound when they had first gotten together and named Mr. Pennycrumb, as well as a sleek calico cat that he had named Primate as a reference to the band that he’d been a part of before he went to college. The dog would rush in from the other room while wagging his curly little tail so hard that the entire back half of his body would shake. Primate would mew at him from the table while pacing around out of reach from her canine brother. Both of them were always so eager for any kind of attention that they could get from Viktor and it made him happier than he knew how to say to give them what they were asking for.
It was one of the harder things for him to deal with, the idea that Mr. Pennycrumb and Primate were at home without either of them all day, but Five had reassured him that it was their alone time. Viktor had always been an overly compassionate person, he had cried when his adoptive brother had stepped on ants or fried them with a magnifying glass. Those kinds of feelings had only gotten more intense as he had gotten older and especially when he was the one taking care of the animals, he had just gotten better at hiding them. Five was the first person outside of his adoptive brother Klaus that had actually been understanding. Unlike with Kaus, Five had immediately jumped to explaining why it wasn’t hurting an animal’s feelings or why an action was going to be okay. Klaus had taken a long time to get into that kind of mindset since they had grown up together and that was always going to cause conflict or missteps.
Today was just like all the others had been. Viktor had hauled himself out of his car while pretending that he wasn’t dead on his feet. He was teaching a whole host of middle schoolers how to play their instruments, half of his students didn’t even want to be in Orchestra but had chosen it because it got them out of gym or because their parents had forced them into it. That meant that every single day was a fight and he now also had to go to his professional orchestra practices in the evenings. If the job wasn’t rewarding from time to time, specifically when he got the good students that shone with the light and excitement of someone that had just found their passion, he would have quit when Five graduated and got his job as a professor.
He grabbed his bag out of the back seat and then slung it over his shoulder before he grabbed his violin and clutched it in his non-dominant hand. He trekked up the short steps to the door of the rowhouse that he and Five had bought when they were in the beginning of their marriage. He fished his keys out of his pocket and then spent an embarrassing amount of time trying to get them into the lock before he was allowed into his apartment.
The violin hit the wood of the entryway as he knelt down to greet his pets. Penny rushed him with his body wagging like it always did, tongue lolling out of his mouth and then licking at nothing. Viktor ran his hands over the dog’s back and face as he baby-talked him. He stood and walked to the table a few short steps away as he ran his hands over the silky smooth fur of his darling cat. “I hope that you were good and didn’t knock over or break too many things today,” he informed the feline. She gave a small chirping mew like she was answering him as she purred against his hand.
Viktor chuckled and let himself enjoy being near his pets for a while longer. He then picked his violin back up and set it down on the bench that they had originally gotten to help with shoes coming on and off. He unpacked his bag for work, leaving the papers he needed to look over in the office that he shared with Five just to the left of the door. He hurried up to the bathroom and took a quick rinse to get the sweat of the day and stink of a middle school off his body before he dressed in a comfortable pair of pajama pants and an old band shirt.
He caught himself in the mirror before he left and paused for a moment. He knew that he had been tired lately, he found himself napping almost all the way through the weekends and barely able to keep his eyes open during his lunch hour when his classroom was quiet. He hadn’t expected the black bags under his eyes to be that vivid or prominent, though, and it was honestly kind of upsetting him. He brushed the callused tips of his fingers over the edge of the crescent moons before he turned away.
The profile of his body was at least more pleasing than it had been in the last universe. When he had woken up in bed after the reset, which had only properly started when they had departed from the Memorial Garden the elevator had dumped them into, he had only taken about a full second before he realized that his body was not what it had been moments prior. The memories of their time in the new universe only popped into their mind when they needed them to pass off their existence there, which meant that all the doctor’s appointments that it took to medically transition had rushed into his mind all at once.
The realization that they had lived an entirely different life than the one that they primarily remembered was a lot to handle, in the beginning. Viktor had remembered having panic attacks so bad that he could barely get out of bed and recurring nightmares about saying the wrong thing and being killed on the spot. There was also the question about whether or not Reginald remembered them since he had been killed before the machine had fully gone through with all of his wishes. No matter how small, there was always a chance that he was hunting them down in an attempt to get rid of the last sign that something with the world had changed at all.
Of course, that had changed when more of the world was revealed to them. Viktor had learned that he and Klaus had been given up for adoption around the same time and adopted on October first, where their birthday originally was. Viktor’s mother was a teenage Olympic swimmer for the USSR that was prevented from keeping her child so that she could continue to compete, but the two of them were in contact with each other again. Klaus’ mother was Amish and had given him up because otherwise he would continue to haunt her and her ‘broken’ status would be known to everyone constantly. The two of them had grown up together with Abigail, Reginald’s apparent wife from before he had even made the Academy in the original timeline, and their former adoptive father.
Viktor shook himself from staring at the reflection that was being shown to him and walked back out of the bathroom. He was in more comfortable clothing than he had been beforehand, so it felt a lot easier for him to move through his home as he began to get things ready for his boyfriend.
That was another thing that was wondrously surprising. He had always been in love with Five, it was hard not to fall in love with the frist person to show him any kind of compassion and love outside of the robot that was programmed to do that. He had heard something about Delores when Five first came back and assumed that his hopes of a relationship being shared between the two of them had been smashed once again. He had found that he was actually wrong when they had realized that they were listed in each other’s phones as boyfriends, then that they wanted to continue that instead of staging a breakup so that they could get on with their lives.
That had been nearly four years ago, and they had been living together very happily since then. The pictures that hung on the wall were proof enough of that, images of their travels and time with their family sprinkled around the walls. Viktor’s favorite picture of them was one that had a secret meaning they only told to the people that remembered the other timelines. It was just them sitting in what looked like the shittiest diner on the entire planet, Griddy’s, and smiling big at the camera. It was the first date that they had gone on as their actual selves instead of the given memories that allowed them to stay in the new timeline.
Viktor smiled to himself as he walked past Mr. Pennycrumb and then walked into the kitchen. He got out potatoes, an assortment of vegetables, meat, and rehydratable curry blocks. Ben had recently gone on an entire book tour of Asia and had sent them all back a variety of gifts, some of which included actual Japanese curry instead of the weaker American versions that they had access to.
He busied himself with chopping everything up while listening to the animals in the background. Penny was whining at something and he could hear the jingling of tags, which meant that he was most likely pacing between the front window and door as he waited for Five to return. Primate had sat herself down on the counter that wasn’t being used. She kept mewing to demand bits of steak from the meat that he was cutting or to inspect the newest vegetable that he had pulled from the thin plastic bags they came in.
The door opened when he had finally gotten the rice rinsed and into the cooker, everything simply waiting for timers to lower. Viktor turned and called, “Welcome home!”
As soon as he did so, their dog went absolutely mad with his need to get closer to his favorite owner. He rushed to the door and began to bark enough that Viktor wondered if he was even breathing while pacing back and forth. Viktor walked to the doorway of the kitchen so that he could see the front entryway, where Five was on his knees with the dog basically in his lap. Five ran his hand over the top of the dog’s head and back, rubbing his ears excitedly. “What a wonderful smell,” Five commented.
“Thank you. I just got everything simmering so dinner should be done in about ten minutes,” he said. He made a kissy sound and got Mr. Pennycrumb to finally leave his favorite person alone long enough for Five to remove his jacket, bag, and shoes.
“Sounds great. What made you decide to pick this for dinner?” Five asked. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Viktor’s cheek and then briefly to his lips, which still made Viktor feel as though he were melting.
“I knew that you wanted it, you’ve been talking about it basically non stop since we had it the first time,” Viktor laughed. “You liked it better than any of the Russian food that Tatiana made when she was here.”
“I suppose that beats and cabbage just aren’t my favorite food,” Five said a bit sheepishly.
“At least you have the politeness to eat it when she comes over and makes it. I just wish that you didn’t stick me with the mounds of leftovers that she leaves while you chow down on fluffernutters,” Viktor teased. He made his way back to the kitchen so that he could watch the simmering curry. It had been behaving fine when he had left, but all it took was his eyes being gone for a fraction of a second too long before the entire thing scorched and became inedible.
Five followed after him, large hands chasing Viktor’s waist. When they reached the spot in front of the stove where Viktor always watched dinner cook, he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist and tugged him a bit closer. “I’m sorry that you have to eat the food that your mother makes. I don’t make you eat what my mother makes,” Five retorted.
“You don’t make me eat it because I like what your mother makes, other than the soda bread,” he made a face. He had never been a very big fan of bread, the rye that his own mother brought was something that turned his stomach so severely that he could barely even put it up to his nose. The texture of it was just all wrong, which had been something he struggled with in the original timeline as well.
Five let out a hum and then tucked his nose into the crook of Viktor’s neck. “I’m glad that we get to know them this time around,” he said.
“Me too. I don’t think that I would have been able to handle it if they were just totally gone. It’s weird that you have two parents entirely different from mine, though,” Viktor commented. He had grown up thinking that it was normal to have a collection of children around the same age as him living and growing up with a single set of parents. His parental figures had also been a sadistic billionaire and a robot, while his actual father figure was a human/chimp hybrid.
“I think that it’s more socially acceptable in this universe for two kids to date each other when they haven’t come from the same adoptive family,” Five joked. No one on the outside of their home would ever understand what they had gone through. They heard the fact that they were adopted and raised by the same man and assumed that they had the sibling bonds that other foster or adoptive kids might have, but there was no such thing as a family within the walls of that Academy. Five and Viktor, as well as Luther and Allison, had fallen in love with each other before they had even met anyone outside of the Academy doors because that was all they knew and there was no proper dynamic for them to fall back on.
“I guess so. I just wish that we had less places to visit or host around the holidays,” he grumbled. “I mean, three sets of parents is a lot to juggle with concerts and galas.”
“But we handle it every year without issue,” Five said.
“No, we handle it every year with a lot of issues,” Viktor argued. That got a laugh out of Five and another kiss to his neck. They stayed pressed together like that for a while longer as the food continued to simmer before the them on the stove. “Do you think that we could ever expand out family out the way that Diego and Lila did?”
“I don’t think that we could do anything the way that those orange cats made human could,” Five said. “Even if we tried it would end up being more elegant and sophisticated. They basically tripped into being parents, both times.”
Viktor shook his head, “I still can’t believe that Lila actually believed that old wives’ tale about not being able to get pregnant while breastfeeding. If you don’t want more kids then you have to take real action to stop it, not just pretending that you can’t get pregnant on or around your period.”
“Like I said, they tripped into being parents both times. At least the kids are cute,” Five chuckled. He kissed the top of Viktor’s head and then removed himself from around his boyfriend’s body. “If you’re talking about having kids in general, then I would like to. We have enough money and a stable enough house that we would be able to provide for them no problem. I think that your adoptive parents would also be a good name to have on any application to an adoption agency.”
“I kind of want to retire from performing in the orchestra before we adopt a kid, though. I have so little free time when I’m getting ready for a performance that the only time I’d be able to spend with them or with all of us as a family would be during the summer,” Viktor said. He opened the lid on the pan and then stabbed the carrots, potatoes, and turnips. Once he had determined that it was evenly cooked as it was going to be, he placed it down on the cooling pad and got two bowls out of the cupboard for them.
“I think that you would be able to do anything that you set your mind to,” Five said. It was romantic, but it was also entirely unhelpful and Viktor gave him the look that always conveyed that exact message. It got a laugh from his boyfriend as they dished out their servings of food and then walked to the dining room.
They sat with each other, enjoying each other’s company and the food. Viktor talked about the troublesome kids in his sixth grade orchestra class, the really talented eighth graders that he was going to be sad to lose at the end of the school year, and the piece that he was dreading having to perform with the professional orchestra that he worked with. Five talked about the lecture that he had gotten that day and some of the rather outrageous claims that his students had made about the essay he had assigned them in place of a midterm test.
When they finished with dinner, they worked together to get through the dishes. They packed away a portion of the food for their lunches the next day and the rest of it for a dinner at another time when they were too tired to cook. Five left to go take his own shower while Viktor collapsed down on the couch to wait for his return.
He was flicked through the channels on the TV when his boyfriend sat down next to him. “Anything interesting?” he asked. Five smelled like his body wash, which meant that he had likely run out of his own and had to use Viktor’s as a substitute.
“You know that there isn’t anything,” Viktor sighed, like he was the most put upon pers on in the world. It was nice to be able to complain about TV channels and not being entertained enough instead of having to complain about fighting away the apocalypse for the fourth time in as many years. “Did you write body wash on the board?”
“How were you able to tell that I didn’t use mine?” Five asked, his brows furrowing cutely.
Viktor leaned up and kissed that crease on his forehead before he nuzzled into his partner and continued to flick through the channels. “I was able to smell it the moment that you sat down. I know that we both use Old Spice but it’s different scents and formulas,” he replied. He finally found something that they would both be interested in and then set the remote down. Mr. Pennycrumb raised his head curiously, but once he determined that it was another boring human thing and not food that he could beg for he went back to bed.
They watched the show for a couple of minutes before they began to get more distracted by each other. Five’s hand had been wormed around Viktor’s waist to pull them down into a laying position, so that the smaller man’s head was resting on his chest. That hand began to wander, running up and down Viktor’s body so that it hovered closer and closer to his ass every time. Viktor responded to that by tracing shapes over Five’s pectoral, which was still gloriously fit despite them not having the immense training that they had when they were in the Academy.
He turned his head and caught his boyfriend’s lips on top of his own. He let out a happy little noise when the kiss was returned and their mouths began the dance that they always did. It felt more correct and reassuring than anything had in a long time to be that intimate with his boyfriend. They had months where they were too busy to do anything like this, but there were lulls in the school year where they could spend a couple of hours just totally immersed in each other.
As they danced together in the way that they had only recently learned how to do, hands began to wander. They first traveled to Viktor’s hips, where they squeezed and brushed over the sensitive clusters of nerves that were hidden under his skin there. They then became lighter, teasingly so, as they wandered down to his ass and once more squeezed as hard as they could.
When he broke the kiss so that he could breathe, it was done while a gasp was pushing its way past his lips. “Like that?” Five asked teasingly.
“After this long being married, I would assume you know what I do and do not like,” Viktor replied cheekily. He leaned back in and caught another kiss on his lips. He didn’t want to admit how much he had liked that specific touch or the way that his skin felt like it was on fire. It hadn’t been that long since they had slept together or even since he had been touched in that way, they usually had time on Friday nights or the weekend to spend wrapped up in each other. When they had long periods between being intimate with each other or sexual in any way, Viktor did feel his skin get more sensitive than it had been before. Given that they had done something like this the week before, it didn’t make sense for him to feel like every single fingertip brushing over the peach fuzz on his arms was like an electric shock.
“I just like hearing you admit that I do know what I’m doing when it comes to your body,” Five replied teasingly. He began to trace kisses down from Viktor’s jawline to his neck and then finally to the bit of his collarbone that was peaking out of the massive neckline of his shirt.
“You really didn’t when we first got together,” Viktor breathed. He arched his back into the touch and felt the lips press more and more firmly to his skin. The words that had been mulling around his head were suddenly pulled into that shining white abyss that he usually fell into when he was being pleasured by his partner.
He let go of teasing as he focused instead on the way that his body felt and how Five was making that happen. His boyfriend traced hands down to the waistband of his sweatpants, nimble fingers pushing the fabric aside so that he could touch flesh instead. Viktor gasped and then mewled dramatically, leaning his head into the crook of Five’s neck.
“I miss you so much while I was at work today,” Five murmured against the side of Viktor’s neck. They were only able to mark each other above the collar during the summer when neither of them were going to be seen by their students every single day, so the only thing that Five could do in that moment was act as if he was speaking words directly into Viktor’s soul.
“I missed you too. I miss you every single day,” Viktor smiled softly. He could feel the tears welling in his eyes already, but he pushed forward with the soppy thoughts that had popped into his mind before. “I think that part of me is always worried that this world isn’t true, that it’s not really going to happen. I love you so much and I love the life that we’ve made with each other. I don’t want to come home one day to realize that I’m back in my shitty apartment and that you’re still lost in a wasteland that I didn’t even know was coming in the future.”
Five reached his hand up and cupped Viktor’s face, which he immediately leaned into. It was comforting and gentle in a way that he never expected it to be even if the results ended up being the same thing every single time. “I love you more than the English language has words to describe. I promise that I will never leave you, not again,” Five promised.
“Thank you,” Viktor beamed. They rushed forward and their lips connected in another passionate kiss. They pulled and pushed each other back and forth, their favorite way to show their love and adoration for the other. It was soothing, like a homecoming or a warm quilt during a rainy day.
Viktor let himself melt back into the pleasure and lust that they had been experiencing earlier. Five’s hands returned to the waistband of his pants and this time the other man used the gasp Viktor released to make their tongues swirl together. He pushed his hand lower so that his calloused palm was resting on top of Viktor’s bare ass, squeezing one of the lobes aggressively.
The smaller of the two men began to let his own hands wander. He brushed his fingers around the hem of Five’s shirt while the kiss continued before he tugged up and off so that his boyfriend’s top was bare beneath him. “God, you’re still so fucking sculpted,” he commented as he ran his hands from the base of Five’s abs up to his pectorals. He didn’t have that emaciated, dehydrated look that some of the superheroes on TV did, but instead the muscles of someone that worked out the same way every single day.
“Thanks, babe. You’re pretty fucking ripped too,” Five joked. He flipped them around so that Viktor was underneath him and he was kneeling on the couch. During the action, he tugged the fabric of Viktor’s sweatpants down so that his bare ass was resting on the fabric of the couch. They didn’t have sex in the places that others would be visiting very often, Viktor couldn’t help but thinking about the cleaning that he was going to have to do before someone came to stay again.
Those thoughts were almost immediately pushed from his head as he began to focus instead on what Five was doing with his mouth. His boyfriend placed open mouthed kisses on the taught skin of his stomach, toned by the workouts that he did even if they weren’t as sculpted as Five’s. He didn’t stop when he got to the trail of dark hair that led from Viktor’s belly button down to the neatly trimmed hair around his sex. Years and years of testosterone had made his clit engorge into a full cock, small enough to be completely enveloped by his boyfriend’s mouth but big enough that he didn’t need to pack anymore.
Viktor let out a shocked little gasp of pleasure and threw his head back when he felt the warm, slick environment of Five’s mouth wrap around his cock. It was one of the best things that he had ever felt in his entire life and he knew that no matter how often the sensation overtook him, he would never be able to really forget it.
He reached down and wove his long, pale fingers through Five’s dark brown hair. His skin still felt like it was on fire in the best way possible, which made him writhe and moan on the bed. “Five, Five,” he whispered like it was a prayer and he was the devout leader of a religion. “Please don’t stop, don’t stop,” he whimpered.
His boyfriend’s hands came to rest on his thighs, moving them apart so that his legs were on either side of Five’s head. He could barely focus on what was happening outside of the insane amount of pleasure that was being pumped into his body moment after moment.
Just as his body began to twitch with the telltale signs that he was close to orgasm, Five pulled off of him. Viktor let out a long whine and let his other arm drape over his eyes so that he didn’t have to look at the smug expression that he knew his boyfriend was sporting. “Why do you have to tease me like this?” he whimpered.
“Because I wanted to get you properly ready for the main attraction. As much as I like all the changes that the hormones have given your body, you don’t get as wet as you would have before,” he replied. One of his hands moved from Viktor’s thigh and drooped down to his cunt, sliding through the folds before a thumb popped into his opening.
“Shit, oh that feels so good,” Viktor whined. His favorite part of sex, at leats the kind of sex that involved insertion, was when he was first breached. The excitement had him already quivering before anything happened and then the burst of sensation that rushed through him made him feel almost as good as an orgasm would have. “Five, please keep going.”
“I didn’t think that you would settle for cumming on my fingers this evening, love,” Five chuckled. He leaned down and pressed a messy, wet kiss to the underside of Viktor’s jaw.
“Gross,” the smaller man blew a raspberry.
“What? You don’t like being covered in your own slick?” Five asked.
“Not when I know that you’re going to drag this out to the point that when I go shower it’s going to be all crusty and gross,” Viktor replied snarkily. When he was a younger teenager and his only experience with sex was what he had read in books and seen in movies, he believed that this kind of banter would have been impossible to do. It was true for some partners, but he and Five argued playfully with each other whenever they had the opportunity so when they were both naked and on top of each other was the perfect moment do it.
“Alright, how about I make you cum before it dries?” Five asked. He leaned down and licked over the spot once more, as if he was renewing the amount of time that he had for the challenge.
“I don’t think that you’re going to manage that. I haven’t cum that fast since I started on T. But you’re welcome to try,” Viktor winked at him.
He giggled as he felt Five renew his efforts to get things just as charged up as they had been before. Viktor let himself float down into the excitement and experience instead of focusing on making sure that he didn’t cum. He might as well give Five a fair shot at all of this if he was the one to bring it up.
It didn’t take that long for him to trip and fall back into that hazy place of pleasure. He could feel his boyfriend’s swollen cockhead rubbing up and down his cunt before it finally slipped back into the opening of his vagina. He let out a little groan that turned into a long, drawn out moan when he felt it going further and further inside of him. It felt like his organs were being rearranged in the best way possible. He wished that he could have that feeling of pleasure and being full all the time, but at the same moment he knew that if he did have that constantly then he would miss the longing for it.
“That nice, baby?” Five asked. He began to slowly drag his cock down and against Viktor’s back wall while his hand traveled further and further down his body.
“Yes!” Viktor nearly screamed when he felt his boyfriend’s calloused hand wrap around his cocklet and begin to stroke with even, measured movements. Everything that Five did was mathematical in some way, so it didn’t really surprise him that their sex was continuing with the trend. “Oh fuck,” he swore.
Despite the words that he had said earlier, he could already feel the winding of pleasure inside of him. It coiled tighter and tighter as the pleasure between his legs intensified tenfold. His walls were fluttering around the cock inside of him every time that it pistoned back in, causing him to let out something between a grunt and a moan.
He shook as the orgasm finally took hold of him. All of his muscles tightened up as the hormones in his brain spread throughout his body. It flooded through him until he was nothing more than a gooey mess below his boyfriend. He was also vaguely aware of the cock inside of him pumping hot white cum deep inside of him.
“I told you that I still had the ability to make you feel like that,” Five whispered. He was out of breath and just as sticky as the other man, but there was a smugness on his face about the entire thing.
“Turn off the TV and then wash me off, you menace,” Viktor grumbled. The spot where Five had licked and nuzzled him with the slick from his cunt was crusty, but that didn’t matter anymore. The show that they were watching finally went quiet after Five pulled out so that he could reach the remote.
Viktor let out a soft hum when he felt his head loll against the shoulder of his boyfriend after Five had picked him up. There was a little dispute with the animals when they reached the bathroom. It always happened as their pets were so attached to them that they didn’t want to be separated from their owners whenever they were in the bathroom despite them only being a door away.
The bath was warm and comfortable as he continued to stay pressed up against the body of his lover. He felt clean and renewed when they clambered out of it together. The long day that they had at work combined with the sex on the couch had worn them both out, so they cuddled together and fell asleep relatively quickly after that. Mr. Pennycrumb was sleeping near Five’s feet while Primate located herself directly against Viktor’s back like she was trying to prevent him from rolling off the bed.
Summary: Viktor asked Five to be his plus one at Luther's wedding. Things happened.
'I'm glad you do. I'm sorry if I didn't-'
'You didn't know. I already have this talk with Allison so-'
'Yeah, but she wasn't like me,' cut in Five feeling somewhat angry with himself because it wasn't the same. Allison wasn't him. He should have known. He should have noticed. Viktor was his confidant. His person. His favorite. But that went both ways. If it was the other way around Viktor would have noticed.
Hello, everyone! Welcome to another annual Fiveya/Fiktor Week from November 24 to 30. As a big fan of the ship, I liked the idea of doing this initiative again. I know the series has ended and many may have lost their enthusiasm or interest, which is normal and understandable, but it would be great to see everyone participate as they did in previous years! You are all invited to do so if you wish! The rules are specified in the images: each day will have a specific message that you can respond to. All fan works are accepted: fanfiction, fanart, edits, playlists, etc.
# FIVEYA/FIKTOR WEEK RULES
1- All submissions should focus on the relationship between Five and Vanya. Romantic or platonic is fine, and including other characters is also fine, as long as Fiveya remains the focus.
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3- Please respect the general posting guidelines. You can write about anything, including NSFW/dark content, but be sure to tag accordingly and provide appropriate warnings!
# FIVEYA/FIKTOR WEEK PROMPTS
24/11 - CONFIDANTS
25/11 - FRIST KISS
26/11 - APOCALYPSE
27/11 - A DATE
28/11 - THE FAMILY
29/11 - LIVING TOGETHER
30/11 - FREE DRAWING (whatever you want to do)
I hope you like the idea too, join in, and feel free to interpret them however you want. Late submissions are welcome, so don't feel pressured to post until you're ready.
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Fiveya Week is still a couple of months away, but if you have any questions, feel free to send me a message!
Nothing against five and lila at all but as soon as i saw that’s the direction they were headed in i was like okay weird but it works just like five and vanya/viktor could’ve worked 🥲 i just loved them longer that’s all. Oh well at least we got the memories lol
Before the season came out I was still hoping that five and vanya/viktor still had their relationship. As I watched the episodes I realized that it wasn't going to be possible. I think that if it wasn't for the transition of the actor Elliot maybe they would have made the romance between them. But still the creators listened to us enough and gave five his "rest", they showed us his human and sensitive side and the romance that many disliked the idea. Besides being a "weird" romance, out of the ordinary with his brother's wife, which is in keeping with all the weirdness of the hargreeves. For me it pretty much fulfilled my expectations and I will always love both ships fiveya/fiktor and fivelila 💕
