I Can't Do This
Tattoos
Klaus Getting Tattoos for his Beloved
When They Get Jealous
Klaus Hargreeves Headcanons
Five Hargreeves | Number 5
Yandere! Five Headcanons
I'll Gouge their Eyes
Break Your Legs
Overprotective Five
You're a Killer
More! Yandere Five Headcanons
Different Timeline
Jealous Headcanons
Dance w/ Me
Stoner Drabble
Reader killed a girl [Drabble]
Sweet Dreams Are Made of These
Serial Killer Reader
When They Get Jealous
Drunk Five [Headcanons & Oneshot]
Love-filled Lies
I Love You- Why Don't You Love Me
Ben Hargreeves | Number 6
Jealous Ben
When They Get Jealous
Viktor Hargreeves | Number 7
When They Get Jealous
Sparrow Academy
Marcus Hargreeves | Number 1
When They Get Jealous
Ben Hargreeves | Number 2
I Hate You
Jealous Ben *
Feel Your Insides *
When They Get Jealous
Please Love Me
I wanna take a gamble at the whole Jennifer [?] situation. Yall let me know if I'm right or not:
So, there's the capsule thing and Ben is trying to disarm it or something, but he gets distracted by a girl, I'm assuming works for the 'bad guys' who own the capsule and Ben ends up accidentally opening the thing.
I think either a creature or thing comes out of the capsule killing them both OR it's like a poisonous gas that makes them hallucinate and they end up both dying not realizing what was going on.
Yall let me know if I'm on the right track or like way off please lol
Prompt 118: “I’ll make you want me, just you see.”
Prompt 195: “Controlling myself around you is so fucking hard.”
Prompt 301: “I’m going to have you in the end, you know?”
Tw: Different backgrounds/Poor vs Rich
You and Five did not get along when you first meet. He had snuck out of his house one night when he was irritated with his father and that's when he met you. You were hanging outside of an apartment complex and he had run into you, literally.
"Hey, jackass watch it!"
He turns back to you annoyed, but he doesn't respond outside of that.
Over the years you had multiple interactions with him and they always went wrong. You always ended up pissing the other off. There were times when one of you tried to make bygones, but it never worked. You two were just so similar that you happened to butt heads.
It didn't help that you came from different backgrounds. He lived in a mansion and your family lived on the poverty line. You hated the pompous life that he got to live, but otherwise, you couldn't have cared less about those kids. You only hated him because you've interacted with him.
---
You weren't listening to your friends. Instead your eyes were focused on the house of those kids. You knew they'd be out soon- There was always something happening.
Your thoughts were proven when the group quickly hasted out of the house in their stupid getups. Your eyes were lead to the boy you were thinking of- that Five kid. And his eyes met yours too, not that you could really tell with their masks, but you knew.
---
You heard something being thrown at your window, which woke you up. You crankly walked towards your window and looked out, only to be surprised when seeing Five.
You opened the window to ask him what he's doing, but he decided to take that opportunity to transport into your room. You quickly turned around, angry that he would invade your privacy like that.
"Cute stuff animals."
"What do you want?"
"From you? Nothing."
"God, you are so pretentious."
"Perhaps," He grabs a snow globe that was sitting on one of your shelves, fiddling with it.
"Well, if you don't need anything, you can leave."
He turns to you, an unreadable expression. "Leave? I should. I will. That's a great idea."
"I mean my house."
He looks around your room, before making a face of disgust, "House? That might be an overstatement."
"Excuse you?"
"Nevermind. I just wanted to see you before I do leave."
"You're leaving? Where are you going?" Not like you cared, but you were kind of intriqued.
"Through time."
"I don't know what that means, but okay."
---
Five fiddled with the things on your desk. You really should keep your windows locked, but he was kind of glad you didn't. It made it easier to break into your apartment. It was nice, to a fault, still... Your roots really showed.
It was very humble. He kind of liked it. He wished he could of had a life like this. He was jealous.
He perked up when hearing the door being unlocked and some groaning. He put down the coffee he had been drinking and stared at the door waiting for you to open it.
Something was off about your house. You had a feeling someone was in your house. Your suspicions were confirmed when seeing your kitchen light on. You grab a lamp and slowly go towards the door.
When you push the door open, your surprised to see Five? But young?
"Oh, nice weapon."
"Fuck off, what are you doing in my apartment?"
"I wanted to see you."
"See me? We never got along. We hated each other."
"Hate?" He looks at you confused. "I never hated you."
You look be fumbled by his words, "What?"
"Why would I go to see you if I hated you?"
You roll your eyes and go to your fridge, getting yourself a drink.
"You don't seem surprised to see me. As this... Boy."
"I heard through the grapevine you were back."
He watched you grab your milk jug and gulp it down straight from the bottle. He watches, his eyes going down.
"So, Five, you still go by Five?"
"Yeah."
"What do you want?"
"I don't know. You?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. I always liked you, Y/n."
You laugh, before realizing he was dead serious. "You're a little kid."
"I'm not a kid. I'm older than you by decades. It was hard to control myself around you, so fucking hard, when we were younger, and it's not any better now."
"Are you drunk?"
His brows frown, realizing you weren't taking him seriously. "I love you."
"Five. You've been gone for like twenty-"
"Forty-Five."
"What?"
"It was forty-five years. For me, at least."
"Okay. Still, it's been a long time. How do you even know if I'm not with someone?"
"I've been watching you."
"Excuse me?"
"You made it so easy. Everything about you at the swipe of a finger." He smirks, leaning on the table, knowing you were trapped in his palm.
You take a step back, your back hitting the wall. "What do you want? Seriously."
"You. I want you. And I'll make you want me, just you see."
"You're delusional."
"I wouldn't count on delusionals for any sense of reality, Y/n. Just know, that I'm going to have you in the end. Whether you like it or not."
His words slowly become fuzzy as your vison goes black.
"Oh, and I forgot to tell you that your jug has some sleeping powder in it. Oops."
You let out a huff, as it was all you could do, before your body went limp and you fell asleep.
Haven't seen it, I heard it's really bad. Also I opened Tiktok yesterday and the first video was a spoiler how it ended. Everybody was talking about Lila and Five and I thought they were joking- But I guess not????
Summary: Why don't you love him? He's just like your Ben. I mean how different can they really be?
Pairings: Yandere! Sparrow! Ben Hargreeves x Fem! Umbrella! Reader
TW: Angst
He groaned, turning away from you. He couldn't stand to look at you, because you gave him these feelings that he didn't like. He could feel his heart thump in his chest as you spoke to him. Your words didn't register in his mind. Instead he focused on the floor.
Why didn't you like him like you like the other Ben. You were just like the rest of your stupid fucking siblings... But he thought you were different. He thought you loved him. He thought you both shared something special, but he was clearly wrong.
"And he was-"
His eyes went back to you. You were talking about Ben- the other one. The one you liked better. He frowned, his eyes scrunching together. You were playing with his heart. You had to know that.
"Stop."
You looked at him, confused on why he told you to stop. You tilted your head, which just caused him to loudly groan before he stood up and walked away from you. You watched him, not understanding, but just decide to shrug it off. If he wanted to talk to you, he would come talk to you. You would just have to wait...
---
Ben stared at his ceiling. He could count each tile if he wanted. He knows he's counted them a million times. His mind went elsewhere, to a place he wish it hadn't. You.
He frowned, tossing over his pillow. He squeezed the fabric close to his face, hoping he could suffocate himself. Instead of death, his thoughts just got worse. It started off innocent, but slowly escalated, much to his dismay.
---
You hummed to yourself as you sipped on your drink. You were alone- no siblings, none of those Sparrows- just you. You smiled, leaning into your seat as you closed your eyes, hoping to go somewhere else in your mind, until a voice interrupted you.
"What are you doing?"
You sighed, opening your eyes to look at Ben, the other Ben. You didn't know why he was so obsessed with you, but he could never seem to leave you alone. It was like he needed you attention for some reason.
"Nothing."
"Good. I have a question."
You groaned under your breath, hoping this wasn't going where you thought it was going.
"Why don't you like me?"
And it was. You sighed, scooting over so he could sit next to you. "I do like you-"
"Not like him."
"You're not him."
"What do you mean? I'm literally him."
"No you're not." You look at him, "You'll never be him."
"Never?" He stands up, clearly pissed up. "I am him. I will always be him. He is me and I am him. You're just to caught in your own grief to see that you're getting a second chance. I love you."
"You? Love me?"
He blushes a bright red before shaking his head. "No, I said I hate you. I could never love something like you."
"I never asked you to." You roll your eyes as you go back to your drink. "And I never will."
Summary: He doesn't want to lie to you, but it's the only way he can protect you
Pairings: Five Hargreeves x Reader
Tw/CW: Drabble
⏳ You knew he was lying. He knew that you knew that, but he wasn't about to tell you the truth. He couldn't tell you. He knew you would be mad at him when you eventually found out the truth, but he wanted to protect you. You'd have to understand.
⏳ Besides, it doesn't matter if you like it or not. You're not going to get the truth out of him. At least, not any truth that would hurt you.
⏳ Sure, he knows you're capable of keeping yourself safe, but he can't help it. He's just scared that he'll lose you.
⏳ Maybe it's just his paranoia. Maybe he doesn't have to lie to you. Maybe you'd be safer if he told you the truth, but he can't see that. He thinks the lies protect you.
⏳ Though, in reality, he's protected by his lies. He thinks his lies create of wall of protection around you, but instead it covers him. His own walls and insecurity and secured by his lies.
⏳ When you do eventually figure out his lies, his wall of safety is destroyed. He can no longer pretend things are the way he said they were. He now has to confront the truth, of which he was avoiding.
⏳ It will ruin you both more than if he had just told you the truth. He was just scared, which is crazy coming from him. He wants you by his side forever and if there's anything that would make you question your relationship with him, god why would he tell you?
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Summary: After almost losing you, Five goes through extreme measures to make sure you're safe
Pairings: Yandere! Five Hargreeves x Reader
Tw/Cw: Protective Five, Open-ending
It all happened so fast, even for Five. If he had seen it coming, he would have gotten you out of there, but he wasn't expecting those stupid white-haired brothers to show up. When you had been shot, thankfully nowhere vital, he nearly lost it. Past Five would have killed them, but you were his priority, so he made sure to get you out of there.
"Oh, god- Fuck, are you okay?" It's not a real question, just something to bring Five some sort of comfort. He rips off sleeves, before pushing the fabric on your wound, hoping to control the blood, instead of having his hands get bloody trying.
"Five," You grab his bicep, causing him to look up at you. "I'm fine."
He frowns, letting go of the make-shift sleeve bandage he had made. He lifts up his blood-covered hands, "Fine? You're bleeding out because you were shot. What the fuck were you thinking?" He's angry and he knows he shouldn't direct it at you, but he hates the feeling of worry, guilt, and fear you made him feel.
"What was *I* thinking? What do you mean WHAT WAS I THINKING?! I didn't shoot MYSELF!"
He groans, putting his hands back on the wound. He doesn't respond to your words, frustrating you.
"Well?"
He looks up at you, his eyes down casted and a frown overtaking his face. He sighs, pushing a hand through his hair, "I was just..." He pulls his hands down his face, "Forget it- It's nothing. Don't worry about what I said."
You were a little taken aback, because if there's one thing about Five, it's that he stuck by what he said.
---
You awoke in a bed, looking around the strange room. You were alone and your wound was patched up. You click your tongue, before sitting up and yawning while rubbing the side of your face. You move to the side of the bed, finally standing off, before holding the side of your stomach when a sharp pain shoots through you.
You hear the click of the door and quickly look towards it. It was Five and he had a muffin- or at least what looked like a muffin.
He looks up at you, before quickly coming over to you and making you sit back down, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Your brows scrunch as you shrug, "I was just going to walk and move a little-"
"No, just stay here. You're safe here."
You roll your eyes, before crossing your arms. Why was he being like this? He was acting like you were a porcelain doll that would break if grabbed to hard.
He ignores your pouting before handing you the muffin. "Here, I got you something to eat. And drink the water," He gestures to a water bottle that was on the nightstand, "You lost a lot of blood. You're going to have to be more careful, because I don't want to bandage you up again." He looks up at you before an annoyed look overtakes his face, "Do you know how embarrassing and hard it was to explain when they asked why you didn't have a shirt on and my hands all over you while you were unconscious?"
"What happened to them?"
"Who- The Swedes?" He tilts his head, before looking at your covered wound, "They left after you were shot. I think they think you're dead."
"Why?"
"Because they're idiots," He shakes his head like it was the most obvious answer. "Though, that's good for us. If they think you're dead, they won't come after you and you'll be safe."
"Sounds like you're telling me to stay inside to be 'safe'." You joke but by the way Five looked back up at you it wasn't a joke. You quickly stand up, "You're kidding- I'm not staying here-"
He stands up, pushing you back down on the bed, "Yes you are. You're safe here- This is were you're staying and I don't care if that upsets you."
"You can't control me!" You yell at him, which causes his face to scrunch up.
"So, you think. You're not leaving my sight or out of where I know you are."
"So you think locking me up will keep me safe?"
"Yes!"
"Why! It was one time!"
He turns away from you, holding his face in his hands. He couldn't talk to you. Not now. He was to caught up and he'd say something he'd regret.
"What are you so afraid of?"
He finally breaks and turns towards you, "Because I can't lose you! You almost died! Okay, are you happy?! Fuck," His nails dig into his scalp and he looks away from you. He rubs his temple before sighing, "I don't... know what I'd if I lost you and.... Well, for the first time in my life, I was scared."
You're surprised by his confession, especially since he never told you his feelings before.
"Oh."
"Oh? That's it?" He looks back at you surprised.
You shake your head, "I'm just surprised."
"Yeah," He sits on the edge of the bed, before fiddling with your hand, "You know, when you were bleeding out it was awful." You looked at your hands that were now intertwined, "I know I don't say it, but I do care about you and I just want you to be safe."
"Yeah, I know, but I can defend myself. There's nothing for you to be worried about."
"Yeah, I know... But I can't help it."
"Yeah, you do worry a lot, but I promise nothing bad's going to happen."
