M.K. Rylynn

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Healing Generational Trauma

You weren’t meant to see this

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//I wrote this like 6 years ago and someone told me I should be an author. Idk it was motivating to hear that I was good at something that I’ve always wanted to do.

It was the girl who Allison Hargreeves brought to help Klaus with his addiction that caught Five Hargreeves attention.

The young boy was upset that his father didn't allow them to be children. He was upset with the way he was running things. His brother Klaus passed out during training the day before from day drinking but his father didn't care. His sister Vanya ran to him crying feeling left out. Five expressed these concerns last night during dinner. His father didn't care about them unless they had made him proud during training or during a mission. But nothing ever made him proud.

His father, Reginald Hargreeves couldn't care less if Five stayed in his room and pouted like a child, it only proved his point about not being mature enough to understand the full potential of their powers in order to get his praise. He was still upset about the outburst during dinner and the mark left on the table from Five's dinner knife.

It started one day when the siblings noticed Klaus's increase in alcohol to the point that he passed out during training and was quickly throw in the mausoleum.

Number 1 through 7 with the exception of number 4 had a meeting in Allison's room to discuss what they should do.

"He should just wise up and stop doing stuff that'll get him locked up in the mausoleum. He should just face his fears" Luther spoke. He didn't want to be here thinking this meeting was pointless.

"Oh what a genius idea" Number Five rolled his eyes "Let's go tell Klaus to just face his fears" He hated how self centered Luther could be sometimes.

Diego, Ben and Vanya stayed quiet. Vanya felt lucky enough to be included and didn't want to ruin her chances by speaking.

"Well I have an idea. I know a girl, someone who is special like us. She wasn't adopted by our dad" Allison spoke "She could help Klaus."

The children discussed the possibility and in the end came to the conclusion that they should call this girl and see what she could do.

Five stayed in his room trying to win a fight that only he was really having, when he heard the doorbell ring. He walked over to his window and looked down seeing a girl with brown curly hair. She wore a light blue t-shirt and jeans with converse. He decided to go downstairs to see what she would do.

Allison invited her in and the girl went straight to work in the kitchen. She had brought things with her and started working with what the Hargreeves had.

Five appeared in the kitchen next to her "what are you working on?" He asked curiously. He was drawn to her and he didn't know why.

"A drink" she says simply while mixing various liquids into a glass cup she had taken from the cabinet.

Five just watched her pull small bottles out of her bag and mix them all together in the cup "What's your name?"

The girl paused what she was doing and looked up at the boy who stood next to her. "Venus" she replied "And yours?"

"Five" he spoke "But you can call me Aidan if you want" he didn't know why he said that. That was the name given to him by his mother, Grace and she was the only one allowed to call him that. He hated it.

"Aidan and Five" she nods softly with a light smile "Interesting" she turns back to finishing the drink. "Well Aidan.. Five. Could you show me the room of Klaus?"

Five smiled hearing that dreaded name come from her beautiful voice. It wasn't so dreaded anymore. He turned and lead her to Klaus's room.

Venus noticed the way his cheeks dimpled when he smiled.His smile was a little lopsided, like in a cocky way, but the good cocky way. She couldn't explain it.

Over the next couple days Venus came over to take note of Klaus's progress but stayed longer to talk to Five.

The two were sitting outside on the porch enjoying the cool air outside.

"So what did you put in that drink?" Five asked her.

"Just a base of fruits and vegetables" she says rubbing her hands a bit. The drink wasn't the cure. Venus calmed Klaus's fears with her own power. "Now anytime he feels scared he will have the urge to drink the mixture and it'll give him a sense of calm"

Venus then laughed a bit and looks at him "That's not as interesting as fighting crimes though"

Five's smile wavered and it took a lot to scowl "It's okay.. fighting crimes and what not" he started, looking at the gate ahead of them "but it feels more like a job"

"Yeah, go on" Venus spoke softly. Five was about to end the conversation but something about her made him want to talk more

"We train a lot these days. Everytime we wake up we go and study and train. It used to be fun, something we are willing to do, something we love to do but now it's like a competition to make him proud but no one realizes that nothing will make him proud" he stopped talking and shakes his head "That probably didn't make any sense"

"Yes it did" she says softly taking his hand into hers. They both looked at each other for a moment, now with more of an understanding about each other. It was as if they had known each other for so long rather for just a couple weeks.

That was the thing that made Venus special to Five. her kindness and understanding for everything he's been through or going through. With her, it didn't matter if he wasn't up to his father's expectations.To her he was just him. Five, a boy who was interested in time travel and wanted to be free.

Throughout the weeks the two met at the porch of the Hargreeves house and they just talked. He ranted to her then would feel a sense of calm. She made it seem like everything would be okay. She talked about exploring the world. The way her eyes light up when she talked about the places she wanted to go, made Five determined to take her anywhere. It was all possible.

Until one day Five lashed out at his father for treating him the way he did. He had felt a surge of confidence, he told him he was going to leave and live on his own.

Mr. Hargreeves didn't want his team that he worked so hard to build to fall apart because of fives temper tantrum. So Number 1 came along and took Five down to a sound proof cell and locked him in.

"He can come out once he realizes that my way is right and that he still has so much to learn." He told Pogo before walking away to his office.

Everyday Five sat in the cell and thought about Venus and her smile and her laugh. He thought about how once he got out they would go on a trip anywhere they wanted. He kept thinking about how her eyes lit up every time she saw him and that kept him going. Venus came to the house everyday and everyday she was told the same answer by Klaus. That didn't keep her from coming. She would wait for him as long as it took.

-straightened her hair until she was 12 before realizing how much she loved her natural hair 

-loves pastel colors. Is obsessed with blush pink.

-prefers salty snacks to sweets. But every now and then she’ll crave something sweet 

-love language is physical touch 

-loves holding her friends hands, hugging them, laying her head on them. 

-she just LOVES. literally sunshine in human form 

-which is ironic because of her power 

-fuckin hates Monopoly (blames Chase)

-she had a crush on Karmin for a few months when she first met her. (No one knew besides Ellis. But let’s be real he knows everything)

-always bandages Nicholas up after fights even when he says he’s fine.

-hates fighting but loves protecting people 

-wants a hedgehog as a pet

-always gets a strawberry doughnut and Nicholas a black coffee

-then makes fun of him for said black coffee 

-one time with her head on his chest “Nicky you’re heart is beating so fast. You’ve got to cool it with the coffee”

-it wasn’t the coffee….

-puts stickers on anything and everything. Loves stickers. 

//ophelia reveal! Thank you @artinprocesss

Peace isn’t the same as happiness. This is what I learned about love, identity, and finding myself 🩷🦢

I figured my journey could help someone. Make someone feel seen… so here it is. I hope you enjoy 🩷

Sometimes what you want isn’t actually what you want, it’s just what a wounded part of you wants

I made headcannons about my characters from my books! This one is from Time Bomb’s Dream (you can find it on Amazon and all bookstores)

-treats his social media like a spam account. Nothing is consistent on it. 

-used to get really bad nightmares as a kid but now he’s gotten used to them 

-he lovessss when it’s raining. Especially the thunder. He says it sounds nice 

-he cannot cook to save his life. (But Karmin can! So it’s fine!)

-he says he doesn’t have a favorite sibling but it’s definitely Karmin 

-big mommas boy (but not in that way. Literally just loves his mom and hates Preston lmao)

-he hates when people chew with their mouth open 

-one time he sent some ghosts after a few bullies who teased Karmin about her eyes 

-has the directional sense of a potato. He would get lost so easily. (Often asks ghosts for directions)

-LOVES giving advice but will not listen to anyone’s advice. 

-he loves gossip. It doesn’t matter if it’s gossip from strangers, his siblings, or the 18th century ghost that haunts his kitchen. He’s down for it all 

-total girls girl. 

-6’2 

-his eyes are milky white due to his powers

-can never be serious but when he is, he’s locked the fuck in. 

-sweet tooth 

-begged Karmin to paint his nails when he was 6 (Preston was pissed)

Art creds @artinprocesss

How am I meant to tell you I love you. You don’t like oranges

I would peel an orange for you. I would, it wouldn’t be pretty, I wouldn’t like how the smell stains my hands, but I would do it for you.

You don’t like oranges.

I don’t have to ruin my hands to show you how I care.

We can have peaches instead

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I like strawberries…. But you didn’t take me to the strawberry festival. You gave me an empty promise instead.

Peace is not achieved by suppressing your feelings.

Peace is achieved by knowing that your self expression will be listen to and acknowledged