#david castenada x reader

[storiesforallfandoms]

like father ~ diego hargreeves;umbrella academy

word count: 2817

request?: yes!

“Hii! Could you please write a Diego Hargreeves x pregnant!reader fic :) If you feel uncomfortable you don't need to”

description: after she tells him she’s pregnant, he starts to worry about ending up like his father

pairing: diego hargreeves x female!reader

warnings: swearing, unplanned pregnancy, absolutely tooth rotting fluff

masterlist (one, two, three)

You never thought two simple, little lines would ever change your life so drastically. And yet, here you were, stood in your bathroom, looking down at the two digital lines that had effectively changed everything for you within five minutes.

You weren’t sure how long you had been stood there. You had been sat on the floor for the five minutes it took the test results to appear, but once the alarm you set on your phone had gone off, you stood. And now you continued to stand, still staring at the test. Had it been minutes? Hours? Days? Who knew. All you knew was that there was a life growing inside of you, and you had no idea how Diego was about to take the news.

Maybe it was something that should’ve been discussed in the early days of your relationship, but the idea of kids had never been brought up between the two of you. You knew that you wanted them, but not so badly that it would be a dealbreaker if Diego didn’t. He hadn’t brought up the idea before, and you didn’t think to bring it up, either. So, the topic just went undiscussed for a very long time.

Until now, when it was definitely too late to make the decision considering you already had a bun in the oven.

You wanted to desperately to be happy. Deep down, you felt kind of excited. The only thing dampening your mood was the dozens of outcomes running through your head of having to tell Diego that you were pregnant. You wanted to try and hope for the best, but your mind kept thinking of all the possible bad endings this could have.

When you heard the front door open and shut, you flinched. It was now or never, although you really wished it could be never.

Diego was walking up to you with wide smile as you exited the bathroom. He picked you up in his arms, causing you to exclaim as he lifted you off the ground. You couldn’t help but smile, hoping that this reaction would stay once you gave him the news.

“Hey baby,” he said. “How was your day?”

“It was...alright,” you responded. “Listen, I have to tell you something.”

He placed you down on the floor, still smiling a little but also a concerned look behind his eyes. “Uh-oh. That’s doesn’t sound good.”

“Depends on how you take the news.”

You passed him the pregnancy test. He took it and looked down at it. For a moment, there was no reaction. The suspense was killing you. And then, realization crossed his face.

“Wait,” he said. “Is this...?”

You nodded.

“How long...?” He trailed off.

“How long have I known? Or how far along am I?” you asked. When he didn’t respond, you decided to answer both questions, “I only just found out, but I’ve had a suspicion for a while. My period was late and it’s never been late before, and I’ve been experiencing some other signs of pregnancy. I don’t know how far along I am. I would have to make a doctor’s appointment to find out.”

He was still silent. He kept looking down at the pregnancy test in his hands. You wished he would give you some sort of reaction. Literally anything. Even if it was anger, you would’ve taken it over the silence. It was eating away at you, making you feel even more uneasy by the second.

Finally, he passed you back the pregnancy test and turned away. He started to walk away from you, and you quickly kept up the pace with him to follow. “Where are you going?”

“I just...I need to go out for a minute.”

“You just got home.”

“I need to go out again.”

“Diego, please.” You reached out to grab hold of him. He stopped walking for a moment, but didn’t look back at you. “Can you at least...tell me how you feel? Tell me what this means for us if I...if I want to keep it?”

But he still didn’t respond. He pulled away and started for the front door again. He didn’t even slam the door to give you any sort of clue as to whether or not he was upset. He just walked off, got into his car, and then drove away.

You watched him go before sitting back on the floor. You pulled your knees up to your chest and began to cry.

~~~~~~

You managed to pull yourself together long enough to make a doctor’s appointment for a few day’s time. You texted Diego to let him know and to tell him that if he wanted to go with you that you would greatly prefer that. When he didn’t respond you weren’t shocked, but it truly broke your heart even more.

You didn’t think this would be a dealbreaker for Diego. You didn’t think he’d get so upset that he would just up and leave. The two of you had been together for many years. You had a bond that seemed to unbreakable, to a point where even his siblings noticed how much happier he had been since meeting you. You remembered the first time you ever met the Hargreeves family, where Luther pulled you aside before you left and thanked you for “making Diego, Diego again”.

And now he was gone. No calls, no texts, no indications on whether or not this relationship was going to continue. All because you told him that you were pregnant.

Your upset was starting to melt into anger.

If he wanted to react this way, then fine, he could react this way. But he wouldn’t have you anymore if that was the case. You’d raise this baby all on your own if you had to. You didn’t need Diego.

You were in the process of calling your mom to ask her to come with you to the appointment when you heard the front door open and close. You hung up before your mom answered and slowly rose from your spot on the bed. You knew who it likely was and you weren’t sure if that made you more or less tense.

Diego appeared in the doorway just as you were about to step out. You were inches away from one another. He was looking at you in a way you once again weren’t able to read. Your anger was still fresh, so you stepped back and crossed your arms.

“Welcome home,” you said, coolly. “I wasn’t sure if you’d even come back.”

He winced at your words. “Of course I was going to come back.”

“I don’t know, you left pretty quickly after I gave you the news. When that happens, it usually means that person isn’t coming back.”

The hurt look on his face didn’t go unnoticed. You felt a little bit of pride knowing he was feeling remorse for what he did.

“I just...needed to think,” he said.

You raised an eyebrow, encouraging him to go on. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “Look, come sit. I can explain everything.”

He reached out for you, but you took a step away. You turned your back to him and walked back to the bed. You both sat on the edge, leaving a bigger space between the two of you than you wanted. You couldn’t be close to him without caving, you knew that. Now that he was back, your hormones were running wild (could you even blame the pregnancy hormones yet?”, but you had to stay strong. You couldn’t cave just yet.

He was silent for a moment. You were about to open your mouth to tell him to get on with it, but he cut you off by saying, “I was scared.”

“Scared?” you questioned. “Of what? Of...of the pregnancy?”

“Of being like my dad.”

You felt your angry tension leaving your body. You moved a few inches closer to Diego, your brows furrowing together. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve told you about my dad. How he was never actually...well, a dad. He treated me and my siblings like shit. We were weapons to him. We weren’t kids to him. He fucked us all up big time.”

“I know all of this, but what does it have to do with you walking out on me after I told you I was pregnant?”

“I only had two parental figured growing up: my robot mom and my asshole father. When you told me you were pregnant, I was happy. But that happiness was overshadowed by this fear that, since Hargreeves is the only parenting style I know, that I’ll...I’ll be just as bad as him.”

You closed the gap between the two of you completely. You took his hand in yours. Now he was the one having issues making eye contact with you. You could see the moisture forming in his eyes, something he only ever let you see, and even then it was rare.

“You’re not going to be like your dad,�� you assured him. “For one, I’m not popping out seven kids at one time for you to try and train as a superhero team.”

A small smile appeared on his face, which you took as a win.

“But, to me, the fact that you’re so worried about ending up like your dad means that you won’t. You’re aware of your dad’s behavior and how its effected you and your siblings, and you know you don’t want to continue that cycle with our baby.”

His eyes darted towards your stomach for a split second. You took the hand you were holding and flattened his palm against your stomach. There was no sign of a bump yet, you knew you were too early in the pregnancy for that, but you couldn’t help but already picture the baby that was growing in there.

“But what if I fuck their life up?” Diego asked, his voice soft.

“You won’t,” you assured him. “I know you won’t. You’re going to be a great father, and this baby is going to be lucky to have you as their father.”

A tear ran down his cheek. He was quick to wipe it away, but his eyes were watering quicker than he could wipe them. Diego pulled you into a tight hug. You rested your head against his chest and took in his familiar smell and warmth. You were glad to have gotten past the issue, even if you wished he had said something before he left you in your uncertainty for so long.

You exclaimed in shock as Diego pulled you both down to lay flat on the bed. He let go of the hug to sit over you. His hands pulled up your shirt just enough to expose your belly. You giggled as he pressed a kiss against your soft skin, the stubble of his beard tickling your sensitive skin.

“I don’t care what you are, or if you come out with powers or not,” he said to your stomach. “I already love you so much, and I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure you and your mom are safe and happy for the rest of my life.”

You felt tears starting to well up in your eyes as you ran a hand through Diego’s hair. He looked up at you and you felt like he had taken the breath from your lungs with just one look. You smiled at him and he smiled back before he raised himself up to become level with you again. When he kissed you, it was gentle and full of love and passion.

“I want to come to that appointment,” he told you between the kisses he pressed against your cheek, your jaw, your neck. “The one you texted me about. I want to know that our baby is healthy in there.”

“I want nothing more than for you to come with me,” you responded, a soft whimper escaping your lips as his lips found your sweet spot. “And I’m glad you want to come with me.”

In response, he pulled your shirt the rest of the way off and you both helped each other to take the rest of your clothes off and discard them onto the floor, both them and the earlier issue long forgotten.

~~~~~~

You could tell Diego was nervous the day of the appointment. He had tossed and turned so much the night before that he had woken you a few times (not that you were going to tell him that as you knew he’d feel bad if you did), he refused breakfast because he said he wasn’t hungry enough to eat, and he seemed very unfocused as you both got ready and drove to the doctor’s office. You offered to drive since you weren’t sure if you could trust him behind the wheel in this state.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous as well. You were afraid of what the outcomes to this appointment might be; of the doctor telling you that you had a false positive pregnancy test and weren’t actually pregnant; that there was something wrong with the baby; hell, even just the idea of the doctor confirming the pregnancy made you nervous. As excited as you were to be having this baby with Diego, you were also nervous for what pregnancy really entailed. You and Diego had agreed to wait before telling his family, but you were dying to talk to Allison about it since she was the only woman in your life - besides your own mother, of course - to have gone through a pregnancy.

You arrived at the doctor’s office and were brought in almost immediately. The doctor did some standard tests just to check your health and confirmed to you and Diego that you were as healthy as a horse.

“You’ll be just fine to go through this pregnancy,” he told the both of you. “But, of course, we’ll want to do annual check ups just to be sure you and the baby are doing alright.”

You nodded, although you weren’t completely absorbing his words. You were waiting for him to get to the part of the appointment that you and Diego had actually been waiting for: the ultrasound. The test that would truly confirm for the two of you whether or not you were pregnant.

The doctor helped you up onto the bed in his office and had you pull up your shirt just enough that he could see your belly. You suppressed a yelp as he put a cold, jelly like substance on your stomach and started up the ultrasound machine. The machine’s humming noise filled the room as the doctor placed the wand against your stomach and started moving it around. At first, you couldn’t see anything and you felt your heart drop. You were convinced that your worst nightmare was being confirmed - there was no baby in there.

But then the doctor said, “Ah, there you are.”

He pointed to his screen where a grey blob, no bigger than the shape of a peanut, was on display.

“It may not look like it just yet,” the doctor said, “but there’s your baby right there.”

“Whoa,” you breathed, unable to believe it.

“Holy shit,” Diego said. “That little bean turns into a baby?”

The doctor chuckled. “I know, it’s hard to believe. The fetus usually doesn’t actually develop to look like a baby until the later stages of the second trimester into the third trimester. Most people can’t even see the little blob of the fetus in their first ultrasounds like this and start to believe there’s no fetus in there.”

You tried not to let it show on your face that you were one of those people.

Diego took your hand in his. You looked up at him and saw his eyes were fixated intently on the screen. You could see they were starting to gloss over with tears again, but you knew Diego wasn’t about to try in front of a stranger like this.

You squeezed his hand and he finally looked down at you. You couldn’t help but smile at him, and he smiled back.

“That’s our baby,” he said, looking back to the screen. “I can’t believe it, but...that’s our little bean.”

“It is,” you said, feeling yourself becoming overwhelmed with emotions again. “What do you think?”

“I think I’m going to protect that little bean till the ends of the Earth.”

You let out a sound that was half laugh, half sob. Diego brushed his lips against your knuckles before leaning down to kiss your lips.

In that moment, you swore nothing could make you happier. But you knew that, within the next nine months, you’d be having another happy moment that would definitely trump this one.

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[blueslurpie]

awe look at them🥲

#the umbrella academy #the sparrow academy #tua3 spoilers #tua season 3 #tua #tua s3 #tua five #stan #javonwannawalton #jaden walton #diego x lila #diego hargreeves #five hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #allison hargreeves #luther hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #five hargreaves x reader #david castenada

[bowieandqueen11]

Movie Night / Umbrella Academy x Reader Imagine

Request: Hi Cee! I saw that you want a TUA request, and I managed to think of one. How about a movie night with Klaus (and maybe Ben)? That just sounds like a lot of fun to me. You can make it into either an imagine or headcanons, whatever works better for you.

Ahhh thank you so much my lovely @holymultiplefandomsbatman​ this sounds so cosy!!

Warning: very slight swearing, mentions of cigarettes and mentions of arson (Klaus being Klaus).

If you enjoy, PLEASE let me know and comment!!

(I do not own The Umbrella Academy or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @nomatterifyoureblackorwhite.)

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You weren’t surprised to see smoke billowing out of the microwave?

Disappointed? Perhaps. Shocked? Not at all. You were even less amazed to see Klaus’ legs dangling out from over the counter, haphazardly balancing on the table as he used a dish cloth to try and whip away the smoke from the air. Sadly, he was not very successful, as the blaring screech and blips of the fire alarm sounding throughout the kitchen of the Academy quickly made apparent to you. The sound of Five’s groaning growl reverberating out of his room and down through the ceiling only made it all the more clearer.

‘Christ on a cracker... Ben, I thought I asked you to HELP.’

Ben is sitting on a kitchen stool next to a flailing Klaus. He’s nonchalantly sipping a glass of lemonade, and trying his hardest not to snicker as Klaus falls off the counter and teddy bear rolls onto the floor in an attempt to correct himself. 

‘Why are you blaming me? It’s not my fault you have the brain of a peanut.’

Klaus looks incredibly disgruntled as his head pops up from behind the dining room table. His cheeks are covered in some kind of ashy soot, which he happily swells into a crystal cloud as he sneezes into Ben’s disgusted face. As Klaus hurls himself off the ground and tries to stop the shoulder of his shirt from smouldering by wildly hitting it with his ‘hello’ hand, Ben takes the opportunity to stop him from launching a barrage attack of talking.

‘I said I’d come to supervise, not to help. Maybe you should clear your ears out.’

‘Supervising is Y/n’s job, they’re the only one with a braincell in this house. Such a shame you were born without even one, Benny Boy.’ Klaus throws him a mock frown, shuffling forward on his knees to lean his arms on Ben’s lap and slap his kneecap.

‘That was a terrible comeback’, Ben snorts as he reaches past Klaus’ ears and tries to take the strangely popping, twisting and still expanding bag of popcorn out of the melting microwave to open it. When he’s greeted only by another outpouring of smoke and a hacking cough in response, he decides to drop it in the sink and douse it in water. They’d been lucky enough that Luther hadn’t already come stomping down the stairs to tell them to quit their racket, or that Diego hadn’t come in and yelled at them for setting the alarm off while he was trying to nap. He nearly jumps out of his skin when Klaus yells out and opens his arms wide, flailing.

‘Y/n! Where the hell have you been! How could you leave me alone with Ben?!’ He comes sprinting towards you, giving you only a few seconds to widen your eyes in shock, stumble backwards, and try to brace your arms to protect yourself before Klaus has leapt and is now straddling your waist in a bone crushing hug. He doesn’t care that the selection of movies you had snuck up and stolen from Allison’s rooms have all scattered to the floor, he’s too busy nestling his head into your neck and crushing all the air out of your lungs.

‘Klaus... for the love of- I’ve only been gone for fifteen minutes and you’ve already managed to burn down the house.’

He only dramatically kisses the top of your head before dropping his feet back down onto the floor. ‘Who cares, right? I mean, we all hate this house anyway, and dad’s dead’, he grins, holding his hand out beside him as if in a half shrug. ‘So I guess the house is ours to do with as we please!’ He does a ostentatious spin around you, the ruffles of his leather skirt flowing over your abdomen like the old tune of a long ago dream. He eventually stops to place a forearm on your shoulder, leaning in close so he can whisper into your ear with a high-pitched giggle. ‘I vote arson.’

‘And I vote that you both help me carry these snacks and soda bottles before I collapse’, Ben calls from where he’s half hidden behind the snack cabinet. You can barely make out his hoodie moving, shuffling what you can only guess is approximately five massive bottles into the brackets of his elbows.

‘You don’t get a vote - we’ve already established you don’t have a braincell.’ Klaus squats down on the floor beside you and helps you gather up the discs one again, bundling them into your arms as Ben yells out in mock insult. 

‘Oh, quit your yapping and come on! If we don’t get into the living room now then Luther’s going to come down and start doing his evening yoga again’, he shivers, ‘and I do not want to be there for that again. Last time he roped me in, and the nightmares I’ve had about doing the downward double dog pose-’

You snort and hit him in the side, the brightest smile on Klaus’ face as he turns to you and laughs, his mirth filled with all the joy and love in the world. Ben comes staggering round to your other side, and you do your best to loop your arms round both of theirs, as they do in return, before you all set off through the door. I mean, you try - but mostly you all go sauntering towards it and then realise when Klaus bumps against the doorframe that three people going through at once is not going to work. Instead of doing the normal thing of letting the two of you go first, he decides to just jump onto your back and you have to give him a piggy back ride through the house before dumping him down onto the sofa. 

Ben flops down on the cushion next to him, waiting for you to set up the small television set Grace had kindly got out from the locked cupboard and wheeled in for the three of you, before the two of them scoot sideways and leave you space to sit down between them. You’re sitting knee to knee for a while, dragging the lone blanket you found in your room down from the back of the settee to instead cover your laps. As the intro credits begin to roll, and the dim light of the slightly dinged and ancient T.V. blares into your eyes, Ben grabs a few cups and starts handing out drinks.

Klaus takes his with a flick of his hair, downing it all in one go as Ben looks on with a mix of resignation and absolute horror. When he’s finished, he tosses the mug onto the carpet and leans back against the armrest. To your own despair, as he does this he simultaneously swings his legs up so they’re lying over your own lap.

‘You know, I once had a boyfriend who looked exactly like Hugh Grant.’

‘As if’, Ben retorts as he opens a packet of gummy sweets and offers to the two of you. Klaus just grabs them from his fingers and dumps them into the ornate bowl Reginald Hargreeves had left on the living room table - the same precise one he had forbade any of the children from ever touching lest it loses its unspeakable value. Between the sugary cracks of the sweets, you could still make out the remnants of crater burns of cigarette butts.

Ben snuggles down against your shoulder, and you happily open up your arm to allow him to rest the back of his head against your cheek. The warmth of his body, and the way he lifts his hand to rub tenderly against the hand you’ve rested against his neck already fills you with a tenderness as warm as a sunned cat. Feeling left out, Klaus earns an irritated whine from the two of you as he suddenly tries to twist himself around. He looks like a bug trapped in a spider’s web, punching out and trapping himself in the blanket before he finally settles. He kicks his legs into the darkness over the edge of the sofa, choosing instead to shove the blanket onto Ben and rest his head on your lap, the curls tangling up your abdomen. 

‘I did too’, he manages to mumble out as he shoves his face full of a handful of chips. ‘He was a terrible kisser, but he did make the most wonderful pineapple upside down cake.’

‘Okay, now I know you’re lying’, you state, reaching down to scrape your fingers over Klaus’ scalp. He twitches happily in your lap as you say, ‘I’ve never seen you eat fruit in your whole damn life.’

‘I’ll eat it if it’s in cake.’ 

‘Oh my god’, Ben despairs, sliding down further into your side whilst shaking his head, covering his eyes with with his hand.

‘What!? Mr. ‘I’ll only eat waffles for dinner’-’

‘Hey, waffles count as breakfast and dinner food. I’m in the right here. I’m valid.’

Klaus tries to throw a gummy work at Ben’s face, succeeding only at tossing it through the door way. He hits his target on the next go, though, and leaves Ben wiping his nose with the edge of his sleeve as he reaches out to grab more. Ben’s faster though, dipping his hand into the own packet of chewy sweets he dumped beside them and whirling them at Klaus’ head until Klaus has melodramatically fallen down onto the floor.

The night ends in its usual way, with Diego sauntering down the main stairwell and peeking through the hallway door to see what the heck all the noise is, holding a knife at the ready in case the Academy was being ransacked or burgled. He’s greeted by the sight of you standing on the living room table, arms pull to the brim of popcorn kernels. Ben has taken refuge under the table, his raven hair absolutely drenched with soda, as well as half the askew paintings and bookshelves behind him. Klaus has knocked the sofa onto its side, and has managed to falter in throwing his handful of gumballs over the top as he spots his other brother.

At first, Diego only sighs and puts his knife back away into his belt, preparing himself to turn and leave. When he feels a sweet hit the back of his head with a thunk... well, let’s just say that Five comes storming down to see what on earth is going on about ten minutes later, only to find you all in roughly the same positions... as well as Diego swinging from the chandelier with chip crumbs on his shirt.

#tua #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #diego hargreeves #ben hargreeves #tua imagine #klaus hargreeves imagine #five hargreeves imagine #diego hargreeves imagine #ben hargreeves imagine #the umbrella academy imagine #klaus hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #tua season 3 #tua season 1 #justin min #robert sheehan #david castenada #aidan gallagher #luther hargreeves #luther hargreeves imagine #tom hopper

[rosewantstowrite]

Idiots with twitter.

Summary: yn had taken a picture of a sleeping five and he’s not happy about it. Everyone else is having fun with this new tweet from their favorite menace.

pairing: tua x reader

#aidan gallagher #robert sheehan #elliot page #emmy raver lampman #tom hopper #david castenada #justin h min #allison hargreeves #ben hargreeves #five hargreeves #diego hargreeves #luther hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy x reader

[witches-and-cows]

"Are you saying I’m not romantic?" - Diego Hargreeves x male reader (if you're comfortable with that?) maybe where the Reader and Diego get separated at the end of season 1 and find eachother in season 2 and share their first kiss or something?? (if you decide to write this please no smut? I don't really like that😅)

yeow, this request is so rad i love it :)

all my requests are rad though

okay now the fic

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“Fucking hell,”

You looked up at the sky, squinting at the time portal, hole, thing as it closed, stranding you in what looked like....

“Oh. God.”

The music, the fashion, the restaurants......

“The 1960s. This isn’t good.”

You turned, almost bumping into a tall burly man with dark hair. “Watch it, cock knocker.” You looked at him in disgust, and he shouldered past you, muttering a small, “fucking queers” as he moved away. You looked down at your clothes and sighed. “I don’t even look that queer, fucking Christ.”

You ventured into a suburban neighborhood, knocking on doors and asking for help. Finally, you got a response from a small woman, about 25, with blonde hair, deep green eyes, and freckles. “Can I help you, young man?”

You nodded, as the gravity of your situation sunk in. “I--I need somewhere to stay, please I--” 

She softened, welcoming you with open arms, saying, “C’mon in, baby. I’ll get you some clothes and food.” 

You sat on her couch, hugging yourself as she laid out some clothing and pointing out the bedroom. You thanked her and went in, closing the door. 

                                ********* About 3 months later**********

“Evelyn! I got the spices you wanted for dinner tonight. Is Ellie coming over?”

“Yep! She says to bring your A-game because we’re playing poker!” 

You clap, pumping your fist. “Ah, yeah. Gonna take your money AGAIN!” Evelyn snorts. “If you say so, [Name].” You nod. “I do say so, thank you.”

                                                   -------

Evelyn put her card down,  screaming, “Hand it over, you two!” You and Ellie sighed jokingly, handing her your winnings. You took a sip of beer, starting to speak before the doorbell rang. “I got it,” You walked over the door, muttering, “It better not be the creepy man from next door--”

You stop, as you take in the sight in front of you.

Diego Hargreeves, his hair long and in a white uniform, looked at you and smiled. 

“[First Name] [Last Name]. The most handsome man in town.” 

You pulled him inside and held his hands in yours. “Oh my God, Diego!” He smiled, suddenly bashful. “Hey, I missed you.” You hugged him. “I missed you too, Dee.” He started to speak but was interrupted by the girl behind him. “Listen, I love a good reunion, boys, but I’m going to see if your friend’s friends have food.” 

You nodded, and then looked back to Diego. “So, how is the 60s treating you?” you asked, leading him to the couch.

“They put me in a mental hospital. You?”

“I found two nice lesbians who live across the street from each other and one of them, Evelyn, agreed to house me.”

He kissed his teeth, “You always got the lucky breaks. Remember when we were 10 and broke you out of the house? You walked away fine but I broke my leg.” You laughed, putting a hand on his leg. “No, my parents threw a fit, and grounded me!” 

“Then how come you were at that party 2 days later?”

“Shut up, I was not!”

“You were! Klaus was like, ‘There he is! Your friend, [Name]!’“

“Lies! This boy was at home, reading like his parents said to.”

You both laughed, and he sat back putting an arm on the back of the couch. “I thought I lost you, [Last Name]. I really did.”

“And that would be so very tragic.”

“It would, because then I couldn’t do this.”

He leaned in, gently placing his lips on yours. You responded immediately, kissing back and tangling your hands in his hair. 

You pulled back first, going to close the curtains, in case anyone was watching. “How long have you been waiting to do that, Hargreeves?”

“Since we were 17, and you drunkenly came out to me.”

You felt your face warm up. “Well, I’ve been waiting since I was 10.” He smiled. “If we get out of here, the 60s, alive, I’m gonna take you out. A real date.”

“I’m counting on it, Hargreeves. I hope it’s romantic though.”

“You sayin’ I’m not romantic?”

“I am.”

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i feel I could’ve done better, but I hope you liked it !!!!

requests are open y’all

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[unpoqu1todetodo]

Are We Breaking Up - Diego Hargreeves

Headcanon: You and Diego are fighting and he thinks it will lead to a breakup 

You guys have never argued like this

He was having a really bad day. Before the argument started he was ranting about Luther. It was always something about Luther and his monkey brains.

“He just thinks he’s better than everyone else. Just because he’s number one” he mocked “sometimes I wish he was dead”

“Diego don’t say that, you don’t mean it. let’s just have a nice dinner so you can calm down.” you tried to lull your boyfriend but your attempt made him even more mad.

He lost it. at the moment he couldn’t understand why you were defending Luther. isn’t like one main rules of relationships if you hate someone your significant other has to hate them as well

“WHY ARE YOU DEFENDING HIM. EACH TIME I GET INTO A FIGHT WITH HIM YOU ALWAYS DEFEND HIM! YOU MIGHT AS WELL DATE HIM SINCE YOUR ALWAYS ON HIS DICK.”

He knows you hate yelling. It triggers all of your past trauma. but he was so clouded with anger he forgot.

you tried your hardest to keep your composure but you just couldn’t. “Diego you promise. You would never yell at me no matter how angry you are. And here you are yelling at me and then assuming I want to be with Luther. When all i’ve done these past couple of months was show you nothing but love and support.” It was hard to speak while choking down your sobs. “I won’t allow anyone to yell at me that way.”

You started to grab your things and made your way to the door. Before leaving you looked back. Diego sat on his bed with his head down. you heard him quietly crying. it broke your heart but you just couldn’t stay.

The next couple of days were hard. You felt lifeless. constantly worried about diego. You were pulled out of your thoughts when klaus called you.

“Hi Klaus i’m not really in the mood right now. Can we talk later?” You just hoped he would just let you be, but of course he didn’t. “Please don’t tell you’re still moping over knife boy honey. Let me come over tonight let’s relax i’ll even steal money from Allison to buy sushi and sake.” you couldn’t help but smile. Klaus has always been there for you and he was the best person to be around when sad. “You know what Klaus, you’re right I can’t keep moping around. can you come by 9?” all you heard was Klaus cheerfully clap. “Yes honey! I’ll be there!”

At exactly 9 you hear a knock at your door. “Could klaus actually be on time for once.” You chuckled to yourself.

When you opened the door, it was him. But it didn’t look like him. He was wearing black basketball shorts and black tank top that need to be ironed desperately. He looked like he hasn’t even showered since the day to left. He looked sick. He looked like he hasn’t eaten or drank anything in days. But there he was at the door with a forced smile plastered on his face, holding a platter of sushi and a bottle of sake.

“Diego what are you doing here. You’re supposed to be klaus.” You opened the door wider to give him space to come in.

“I um- I overheard your conversation with klaus - I um- I begged him so I can come instead” He walked into your apartment and placed the the food on your kitchen island. Then proceeded to also jumped on the island and took a seat there.

“Well i guess that’s okay. Diego you look sick. Are you okay?” you moved your hand to check his forehead temperature and he flinched. The number two, mister knife boy himself flinched.

All you can do was look at him. And all he could do was look back. What felt like years of you guys looking at eachother was probably just mere seconds.

“Are-are-are y-you going to-to b-b-break up-p with m-m-me.” It broke your heart to him stutter. Over the years he has gotten really good with his pronunciation and only stutter when in under great stress. He was deeply embarrassed that he stuttered so much. Once he finished the sentence he put his head down.

He looked like a puppy with their tail between their legs. You knew you couldn’t stay mad at him. These past couple of days were hell. You missed his horrible cooking, his obnoxiously loud singing in the shower. You even missed the spanish subtitles that were always on the screen when you guys watched tv together because he refuses to have them in english.

You moved your way over to him. You place your thumb and your index finger on his chin and you lifted up his face so that you guys were now looking eachother dead in the eyes. He had tears in his eyes and you were genuinely surprised that you kept your composure for so long.

”Mi amor” once you said those two words it relaxed him immediately and made his face light up. “Were not breaking up, it hurt me immensely that you broke your promise and yelled at me in such a way. But that doesn’t mean  I love you any less” You stood on your tippy toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

Before your lips reached his face, he placed both hand on your face to stop you. “I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you (y/n).” He has calmed down tremendously by now. His stutter is long gone which brought a huge smile to your face.

“I will never yell at you again princess. And if I break my promise you can grab any of my knives and stab be till I bleed out.” He knows you’ll never do such a thing but it was a nice joke to break the tension.

With his hands still on your face he pulled you in for a well deserved kiss.

With a new found energy and excitement coursing through diego’s veins he jumps off the counter.

“Okay princess let’s drink this whole bottle of sake and then have amazing makeup sex”

You had no idea how you got so lucky to be with knife boy but you thank the stars that you’re with him.

“I love you too, D”

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[dashesofink]

Couch Cuddles

Drabble: “I just want some peace, quiet, and some cuddles.”

Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x Reader

Word Count: 569

Warnings: none

You couldn’t help the fright that coursed through you when you heard the door to your apartment slam shut with a loud crash. Your body was frozen stiff as you slowly turned your head to see who it was that had come in so violently, however your nerves calmed considerably when you saw it was only Diego. You could hear the sigh fall past his lips as he haphazardly took his shoes off by the door, and you couldn’t help the grimace when he turned around to face you, a deep frown evident on his features. “Rough day?”

Diego didn’t respond at first, his shoulders still tensed as he pursued his lips while making his way over to you. “You could say that.” His voice was low as he came to a stop behind you, his hands gripping the sides of your face as you looked up to him after pausing your tv, a small smile finally poking through on his lips when he saw the lopsided grin on your face. “I just want some peace, quiet, and some cuddles.” He spoke once again, bowing slightly at the waist so his lips could brush over yours. Diego could still taste the coffee you had only moments ago as he pressed his mouth to yours, your hand suddenly reaching up and brushing his jaw for a moment before he pulled away.

“Then come cuddle.” You gave him a reassuring smile as you dropped your hands to your lap, your fingers drumming against your thighs as you looked forward again. Diego let a hum before he practically jumped over the back of the couch, his butt landing on the soft cushions before he fell over and into your hold. “I’m just finishing up my show. But if you want we can go to bed now.” Your fingers carded through his dark hair as he laid in between your legs, his head resting against your chest as his arms circled your waist before he closed his eyes tight.

“No moving,” Diego’s voice vibrates against your skin as he snuggled deeper into your hold, his cheek coming to rest against your shoulder after his lips pressed against your skin. You couldn’t help the chuckle you let out as he whined, your fingers continuing to smooth out his hair after you pressed a reassuring kiss against the top of his head. “Just cuddles.”

“Alright.” Somehow you managed to reach the remote again before you pressed play, your head falling against the side of the couch as you set your hands on top of his shoulder blades. Diego let out a small hum when your nails ran against his back, your gentle fingers working away at the tense muscles of his back and shoulders. “Let me know when you’re ready to head to bed, okay babe?” You didn’t get a response from him at first, your fingers coming to stop along his shoulders as you peered down to your boyfriend in confusion. However, a smile pulled up your lips when a small snore came from him, his eyes shut peacefully and his breathing now evened out as he slept in your comforting arms. Your fingers found his hair again as you leaned down, but this time your lips found their place against his temple before you looked down to him, love shining in your eyes against the lights of the tv.

“Sleep well, my darling.”

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[chyteawrites]

Torn

Summary: You start work as a hair & make-up artist for The Umbrella Academy and suddenly find yourself between two of the most handsome people you’ve ever worked with. 

Chapter 1/?

Word Count: 1,656

Pairing: David Castañeda X Reader, Robert Sheehan x Reader

Warnings: None really.

A/N: Thanks to @superapplepie for being so supportive with this story and in general. 

I walked on to the set of the latest project I’d been talked into, beelining for the hair and make-up trailer. I held the concept art the costume designer tight to my chest against the cold Toronto weather as I walked in to the trailer. I was met by a kind smile in my friend and colleague, Rachel, who had inspired me and pushed me to apply for this job in the first place.

“So, you’re taking care of Robert, Justin, and David. I would take care of David last because of the scar makeup.” She told me before Emmy came in, squealing with excitement as she saw me.

“It’s so good to see you again!” She said, her beautiful smile lighting up the room.

“It’s good to see you too.” I smiled and kissed her cheek, hugging her.

“We’ll have to catch up later, okay?” She told me, patting my arm before walking over to Rachel.

“I’ll leave you to your craft, dear.” Rachel chuckled as Robert Sheehan walked in, almost in his full costume as Klaus.

“Hello. I’m going to be doing your hair and make-up during filming.” I greeted him, shaking his hand and smiling.

“Nice to meet you,” He replied with a smile not speaking in his normal Irish accent. I gestured toward the chair in front of my station, watching him sit down as I grabbed a primer for his face.

“No accent, Mr. Sheehan?” I asked.

“Please. Mr. Sheehan is my dad. Call me Rob.” He chuckled. “But no accent. It helps me stay in character and it’s harder to switch back and forth.” He added and flashed me a beautiful, blinding smile as I finished his make-up.

“I understand that.” I smiled and brushed off some extra powder off his face with a brush. “Perfect.” I added with a tap to his arm.

“I look forward to working with you.” Robert told me with a tilt of his head as he got up. Just as he walked out, Justin Min came in.

“Hi, Justin. Nice to meet you.” I smiled and waved him over.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful smile?” He said as he sat down, looking up at me.

“T-Thanks. You have a nice smile as well.” I muttered my reply, looking away as he gave me a wide smile. I tested foundations against his skin, muttering to myself as I started to prime and work on his make-up.

“You mutter to yourself when you work. Did you know that?” Justin asked.

“Oh, shit. I didn’t realize I was doing that. Sorry.” I fumbled, almost dropping the brush in my hand.

“Don’t worry about it.” He told me, patting my arm gently.

“I get super awkward when people compliment me.” I explained as I set his face.

“I completely get it. When I met some of the other cast, I could barely look at them because I was so nervous.” Justin told me, his eyes kind. “You can be my awkward buddy.” He added with a chuckle and a wink.

“Sounds good to me.” I laughed as he stood up and walked out of the trailer.

I started reorganizing my station, taking deep breaths to calm my nerves. I wasn’t paying attention to anything but the music I’d put on and making sure everything was in its place until I heard one of the smoothest voices I’d ever heard. I turned and stood stock still, frozen in awe at the man in front of me.

“Hi, I’m David. I heard you’re the woman I’m supposed to see about my make-up?” He introduced himself with a nervous chuckle.

“Oh, yeah. Take a seat, please.” I squeaked. He walked close to me and sat down, his hands resting in his lap. I turned and took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves that immediately went into overdrive after looking at him.

Good god. He’s gorgeous. I thought to myself as I turned back around and looked him over before looking over the concept art the designers had given me. I focused on the face and looked at the scar that was supposed to go well into his hair, as well as the one going through his eyebrow. Fuck. I’m going to have to shave those areas.

“Mr. Castañeda, you can so no to this and I can find another way to do the scar make-up…” I started before he looked at me with a smile.

“Go ahead. I want your job to be as easy as possible.” David told me sweetly. Even his eyes seemed to smile. I turned away from him and took another deep breath as I grabbed my razor. I steadied my hand and started shaving a line through his hair before repeating the action on his eyebrow. I started doing his make-up, concentrating as silence filled the room.

“How long have you been doing this?” He asked, trying to cut the tension.

“A couple years. I started by doing stage make-up at a local theater where I’m from. I was in school for theater tech and cosmetology at the same time and the theater was the best place to work.” I explained as I started painting the scar on his face and into his hair.

“So you have a degree in both?” He asked, his voice filled with interest mixed with the original smoothness he first had.

“I do. I could do your make-up and then go run the lights and sound. Which I did for a long time. Then, I moved to New York and met Rachel and Emmy.” I answered, the words flooding out of me.

“You know Emmy? As in ‘Emmy that’s playing my sister’ Emmy?” David asked in shock.

“Yeah. I did her makeup for ‘Wicked’. She had to sit with me a couple hours every night.” I chuckled and brushed a bit of make-up off his shoulder.

“Wow. You must have been good at your job then.” He said, looking at his ‘scar’ make-up in the mirror. “Oh my god. It looks so good.” He added, his mouth dropped in awe.

“Do you mind if I take a picture? I like to keep a portfolio of my work and I don’t have a lot of scar make-up in it.” I asked nervously.

“Absolutely. I appreciate that you take pride in your work.” David told me with a wide smile. I grabbed my camera and took pictures, gently turning his face to get the angles I wanted.

“Thank you, Mr. Castañeda. I’ll see you later on set.” I smiled and put my camera down.

“You can call me ‘David’ if it’s a promise you’ll see me later.” He chuckled and stood up.

“Well, your makeup will need touched up later…” I started before he held a hand up to stop me.

“Not what I meant. Let me take you to dinner after we wrap for the day.” He smirked.

“W-What?” I stammered, searching his face.

“I want to take you to dinner. You’re so interesting and I want to get to know you more.” He explained and stood above me.

“I guess I could eat later.” I said with a smile.

“I’ll come get you after I change.” Davis smirked and walked out, giving me a wink.

I felt my heart flutter as I watched him walk away, my smile never leaving as I reviewed everything one more time. Until I noticed I had missed an important part of Robert’s make up. I ran to the trailer door and looked for him, my eyes catching a glint of light on one of his rings.

“Robert, can you come back in here please?” I called, seeing his head turn to face me.

“Coming!” He replied and jogged toward me. “What can I do for you?” He asked with a smile.

“I forgot something important. Can I see your palms please?” I looked up at him and smiled nervously, a Sharpie in my hand.

“They’re your canvas, dear.” He chuckled as he turned his hands upward.

I bit my lip as I concentrated on making the lines perfect before setting the temporary tattoos on his palms with hairspray and baby powder. I felt his fingers brush mine, sending sparks through my body.

“S-Sorry.” I mumbled, almost tripping over my own feet as I walked away.

“Would you happen to be free for dinner tonight?” He asked. It was almost like the words couldn’t escape his mouth fast enough.

“I’m not, actually. David already asked me to dinner tonight and I said yes.” I told him, looking away to avoid those beautiful eyes of his.

“Then lunch tomorrow?” Robert asked and walked over to me. I felt those slender lift my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes.

“Has anyone ever looked into those eyes and told you no?” I muttered, caught in the lights reflecting in the different colors of his eyes.

“They didn’t always work with my parents.” He chuckled and bit his lip. “So, is that a ‘yes’ to lunch tomorrow?” He added with an inquisitive smile.

“Yeah. Yes, I’ll go to lunch with you tomorrow.” I replied and smiled, watching as Rachel stood in the shadows.

“Perfect.” He smiled and walked away.

“How much of that did you hear, Rachel?” I asked, looking down and blushing.

“Enough to know you have dates with both of the most attractive, single guys on the show.” She laughed and winked.

“I’m going to be working with them for months. They’re just being friendly.” I tried to sound reasonable.

“I saw the way Robert was looking at you. That wasn’t a ‘just being friendly’ look. I can only imagine how David was looking at you.” She chuckled and lightly punched my arm.

“Oh hush. We have work to do.” I threw a brush at her and laughed before walking out to the set, thinking about what Rachel had said.

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[diegoh4rgreeves]

"I'm bored"

Headcanon: Sitting at the academy with Diego and saying "I'm bored!" to him in an exaggerated bratty girl voice. He says okay and leans in to give you a hard kiss and holds your waist to keep you still in this makeout session with him.

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[bowieandqueen11]

I Missed You / Diego Hargreeves Imagine

Request: I know in your dating 60s!diego hargreeves hcs you briefly mentioned his and readers reunion, and cuddling in elliot’s apartment, so i was just wondering if you’d expand on that whole thing because man, he’d be lost for words 😩. im down bad for needy diego 😌

My LOVE honestly this is THE mood first I get DILF Diego and now needy Diego??? My heart cannot handle it!!

Warning: NSFW, light swearing, and mentions of the asylum/drugs!

(I do not own The Umbrella Academy or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @cardigan-ns.)

☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°

The late night drive felt never-ending, the car wheel stiff against your clenched hands, and Diego was crying.

Well, trying his best not to, you suppose. The effort just didn’t seem as successful as he was imagining it to be in his head. He could turn the back of his shaggy head to you and gaze out through the windows and into the blurring lamplights all he liked, but he couldn’t stop the way his shoulders were doing their best to heave and give his emotions away. The way you could spot how his bottom lip blubbered in the fractured image of his reflection. How, every so often, he would raise the back of his hand to wipe against his nose and block out the stifling sound of sniffling.

Despite how wracked he sounded, you knew he was just a mixture of euphoric and terrified. He was simultaneously over the moon that the love of his life had magically appeared in front of him with his tiny ass brother, but also still grieving over the fact that this was probably just another hallucination. ‘Stupid D-Diego’, he thinks, ‘being so easily tricked by this. By them. As if Y/n would ever come back for your stupid ass.’ Just another phantom dream, as so many before them. Soon he’d wake up, and find his arms tied around his sides again and his head battering around the padded rooms of his purgatory.

Although he tries to stop it, he can’t help but let out a pathetic sounding sob then. It catches in the back of his throat, making him sound even more like someone whose soul had been torn into two and patched back together with solely a despaired kind of hope. He frowns, tightening his arms around his sides and banging his head against the passenger side window. He prays that you haven’t heard him as he glances at the diners that whir by and the dry asphalt streets that blur into one long stretch of angry blackness against his blurred eyes, even if this was a dream. He wants to be strong for you, no matter if you’re real or a cruel mirage brought on by the drugs.

It’s a good thing you can read him so well. ‘Di-Di, it’s... it’s alright. We’re not at the asylum anymore, they can’t hurt you. I promise, I swear to god I’ll never let them touch you again. Plus, even better, Five has buggered off again to who knows where so we can finally focus on each other rather than the end of the world for five damn minutes-’ You’re stopped only by your feet automatically slamming down on the brakes in retaliation to Diego’s hand clamping down on top of yours on the wheel.

It takes you a moment to fully process that you’ve come to a stop, before you take a deep breath and glance over at the man sitting hunched over beside you. For the first time that night you really see him, and he looks horrendous. His face has paled, and the tired lines under his eyes seemed to have creased in so he looks like a tired child - frail and broken and dejected, crying out for just one fond and loving word. He’s twisted in his seat so he’s facing you again, the stolen shirt hugging his torso as he stares at you so intensely it nearly leaves you flustered. 

Not knowing what to do, you drum your fingers against the dashboard and wait to see if he wants to speak. You take a few side glances at him as he just leans closer and closer towards you, his pupils becoming wider and wider. It was a puzzling sight: Diego inching towards you like a hunter closing in on his prey, until you could feel his ribcage hit your elbow, but his eyes- his eyes were giving him away. Engrossed, they seemed to grow with profound awe that blurred into tears, so overcome by the knowledge that the angel who had command of his heart was sitting beside him.

He must have seen the confusion on your face as his eyes roamed over every aspect of your body. He tried to open his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a sharp intake of breath. Bless him, he looked so helpless as he leant forward to rest his forehead so tenderly against your own. His hands came up to cup your cheek, his large thumbs wiping over your skin as if you were the one crying instead of him. When he finally pulled back slightly, you could fully take in just how many tears were slipping out of the corners of his eyes and cascading down to hit the edges of his trembling smile.

‘I-. I m-m-missed y-you. Wh-where w-were you?’

‘I’m sorry I took so long. Dallas is a surprisingly big place, and it doesn’t help when you get arrested straight away. Although, I shouldn’t really be surprised you’d do something stupid when I’m talking to the man who was convinced by Klaus that cookies became poisonous as soon as you turn eight just because he wanted to eat all of them’, you reply with a sad grin, trying to affirm the breaking man in front of you by reaching out and resting your hands over his slender and trembling fingers. He snorts, but his smile grows all the brighter as you rub up and down the back of his palm, making sure to gently squeeze his wrists every time you pass them. ‘At least we have all the time in the world now to become reacquainted with each other.’ He rolls his eyes, but even you can pick up the way his thighs shuffle in his seat and his heart seems to choke him. ‘By the way... I like the beard. Looks very suave, which is one thing you are not.’

‘H-hey! I’m plenty s-s-so, sophis-ticated.’ 

‘Diego, you spend half your life running around in faux leather and running down alleyways like a bargain batman. You’re a big idiot, is what you are.’

That earns a laugh as he lets go of one of your hands to reach up and try to swipe away the rest of his tears. You don’t let him do it alone, instead using your own thumb to gingerly wipe under his eyes.

‘How about you and me go back home, huh? I know I said we had forever, but your weird ass little brother actually said something about your family bringing around another apocalypse. He had just downed ten cups of coffee though, which honestly was really impressive to watch but it also meant he was vibrating on the spot when he grabbed my collar and pulled me down to his face to spit that at me so I don’t even know.’

‘You sure you still want to marry into this family? I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to run the other direction’, Diego snuffles. You only push him back down onto his seat with a thump, reaching round his torso and making him put his seat belt back on. 

‘Diego, I’ve known you and your dumbass siblings since I was five years old, you already are my family. Plus, you know, you’ve stranded me in 1960′s Dallas so I’m stuck with your ass until you get me back.’ You start the car back up again, trying to figure out in your head your way back to Elliott’s place without Five being here to shout directions at you.

‘That’s my sexy pumpkin pie.’ You use your right hand to thwack his chest as he finally bursts out in the first real fit of laughter he’s had in months.

‘Ugh, do not start calling me that again, mama’s boy.’

~

Poor Luther.

All he could do was raise his eyebrows at Elliott and smile apologetically as yet another pair of pants smacked against the blurred glass of his bedroom window. ‘This is a lovely cup of tea’, he manages to fumble out as he takes a nervous sip. Elliot’s too shocked to even reply, just leaning back on his chair and staring at the window with his mouth agape.

‘Is your family... all... like this?’, he finally manages to blurt out, raising a finger to point in you and Diego’s general direction. ‘I mean, I met the one with the robot mother... and he was just as-’. His words are overshadowed by the sound of pealing giggles reverberating through the upper balcony, and the sound of his bed creaking under the weight of the two of you rolling over. ‘As frantic’, he finally manages to finish with a hard swallow.

‘Oh, those two?’, Luther starts with a shrug as he sets down his cup and saucer onto the living room table. ‘Those two are probably the most hectic out of all of us!’ His smile seems to portray a sense of pride in the two of you, but it quickly falls into a regretful tight lipped grimace as he watches how horrified Elliott becomes. He looks like he’s about to pass out as he stands up, holding his hand out in front of him as if he’s about to ask something important, but instead he just lets his eyes fall wide as he mumbles out. ‘I’m going to go buy some more jelly.’

‘Good idea, my friend!’, Luther stands up to slap him on the back. ‘If I’m being honest, I think I’d rather go with you if that’s alright. This could go on for a while.’

The sound of their receding footsteps down the slightly twisted staircase is overpowered only by the grunts of Diego as you roll over to straddle him. Your knees draw against his hip to hold him in place, and you can feel how much his body is burning against your skin as you reach up to hold his wrists above his head. Even though you’ve only been here for ten minutes he looks wrecked in the silent moonlight that pours through the sole window: his hair dishevelled like a brandy plumage, his lips red and swollen, and yet it didn’t stop him from trying to escape your grasp and reach up to try and reach your lips yet again. He pants as you push him back down, the engulfing silence of the night making the pounding of his heart all the more evident.

He whines as you lean down until your chest has covered his bare own and he feels your chin slide over his. He squirms under your body, a futile effort to gain some traction and quench the feeling of burning that alights the pit of his stomach with need. You bite down and tug his bottom lip when you see how his eyes have squeezed shut into a painful patience, earning you a gasp into your mouth and a growl that seems to grow from deep within his throat.

‘Did I tell you how much I missed you’, he pants as he finally manages to throw his thigh between yours and flip you down onto the mattress. He crawls over you, running his hands over every inch of skin on his way up: along your calves, biting them teasingly as he goes, skirting his fingertips along the edges of your thighs, splaying his fingers along your hips and squeezing before resting against your sides. 

‘I think you might have’, you manage to warble out against the feeling of Diego’s tongue swiping against the seam of your lips. His legs drive against your own with the force of how he kisses you, pushing you further against the duvet and trapping you against the expanse of his chest. It’s exhilarating and rushed, but full of all the passion and love and want that has been stored up within Diego’s soul since you were cruelly torn from him. 

He breaks away to nuzzle your neck with delicate kisses, so faint and heartfelt they seemed like whispered promises being etched into your skin. His beard though tickled your neck and broke the silence as you began to laugh, and you could feel his warm breath puff out against your shoulder blade in return. He pulls back to gaze down at you, all the adoration in the world bursting out of this whiskey, puppy dog eyes.

‘And did you know that I love you more than anything?’

‘Yeah’, you reach up to play with the curls of hair that lie against the nape of his neck. He closes his eyes in bliss and grunts as he’s enveloped by the brackets of your arms, before he collapses down on top of you to lie with his head under your chin. ‘I think I managed to get that idea.’

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[rosewantstowrite]

Hey guys I have a question, would you like to see a smau for Umbrella Academy? It’ll be for Five and I’ll be super easy and won’t take a long time.

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DREAMLAND MASTERLIST

chapter one: the green eyes

It was a normal night for y/n when she found herself dreaming her at her favorite vegan place to only meet a cute boy with piercing breathtaking green eyes, the unknown person was Aidan Gallagher.

chapter two: library fun

It was supposed to be just a simple hang out, nothing else but than y/n got bored and decided to push Aidan to the breaking point and when he was about to use her she wakes up

chapter three: drunk confessions

It was at Robert’s party that y/n and Aidan finally meet, but because of the alcohol they’re not thinking straight, when Aidan was walking them some place isolated he runs into Bella, Robert’s goddaughter and she’s not happy to know he was her best friends soulmate.

chapter four: loving your soul

It’s was two weeks after the party where y/n and Aidan officially met in the real world, but the dream they shared was about to be full of punishments turn into love making after both y/n and Aidan bare their souls to each other, what will become of them in the real world when they have unprotected sex?

chapter five: social buzz

Aidan finally convinced y/n to make socials for everyone to follow her, what happens people started to give her negative attention, would she feel like it’s too much for her or would she let the attention get to her and starting to avoid Aidan?

chapter six: the news

Y/n figured out she’s pregnant, she tries to hide it from the fans not wanting to get more hate, but what happens when the fans finds out? Will she handle everything?

chapter seven: the nightmare

Two months into the pregnancy, y/n felt a sharp pain in her stomach, than see felt liquid running down her legs, she realize the liquid substance was red, to her horror she goes to Aidan and he takes her to the er, and when they receive the news that she’s had miscarriage it shattered y/n to the point she gets depressed, how will Aidan help his lover?

chapter eight: therapy animal

After a month of being depressed, aidan had y/n go to therapy to talk about the miscarriage, one day when she come home. She finds toys for an animal lining the pathway to the living room where there a box, aidan bought home a puppy, will this cure her depression? Making her feel like they have a kid?

chapter nine: surprise

after months of grieving of the first child, the pair try again, after their six time, they receive the news about being pregnant, would they be able to keep this pregnancy or would it turn out like the last one?

chapter ten: happily ending

Finally, the wedding had come, with their new addition to the family, they decided to have a wedding. It’s time to bind their souls with everyone to witness, even dealing with the baby blues it’s the best day of y/n’s life, marrying the man she loved so dearly.

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I forgot today was the umbrellas birthday which means it Five’s birthday so I’m going to write a little thing for Five and it should be up late today or tomorrow but it will be up! I promise this to myself.

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Light love

Chapter four: getting closer

A/n: I’m here to say this story might not be updated frequently unlike my Aidan Gallagher fanfic because it takes a lot of me to write this story, not because I hate it, it’s just I realized it’s hard without slipping into my age regression mind state. But I’ll try my best.

Warning: mention of nonconsensual sex, homicidal five, pregnancy symptoms

Y/n was woken up by coughing up phlegm, she then noticed how achy she was feeling, she felt cold even though it was warm in the apartment, she had an uneasy feeling in her stomach, her throat hurts, she groaned before coughing loudly. She got up and walked towards the door before she could reach it, it opened to show Viktor who looked concerned. “I heard coughing, are you feeling okay?” He asked which made her grimace, she sighs and shook her head. “No, I feel achy, I’m cold, I have a sore throat, I have a cough which brings up phlegm, and an upset stomach.” She said and Viktor sighs pointing to the bed. “Go lay down. I’ll tell Five to stay away-.” He was cut off by a whoosh noise, then footsteps coming to the bedroom. “What’s going on? I thought we were going out with y/n to get her more stuff?” He asked. “She’s not feeling good. We’ll need to reschedule.” Viktor said before looking at five. “Can you stay with her while I go get the thermometer?” Viktor asked which Five nodded his head. Five grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the bed, she whined softly before she had been picked up and sat back on the bed. “You’re staying in bed today. I don’t want to hear any complaints about it either.” Five said and that made her groan and laid down, she was shivering even with the blanket on, so he blinked to grabbed a blanket from the closet and blink back in, he laid it down on her. Viktor came back in to see Five next to y/n, he walked over to them and poked Five. “Move please so I can take her temperature.” Viktor said, causing Five to take the thermometer and place it in her mouth causing y/n to whine, she kept the thermometer in her mouth as the two boys watched her. She sighs softly through her nose as the thermometer beeped. Viktor took it out before Five had the chance too. “103 degrees, you’re staying in bed today. You are not going anywhere. If you need something let me know.” Viktor said but Five cleared his throat and gave Viktor a look. “You mean us, I have nothing to do and I don’t want to be at the house, Luther is going crazy because of something Diego did.” He said and Viktor nodded his head and walked towards the door. “Come on Five, let’s go get her food.” He said but Five shook his head and blinked out before blinking back with a book.

“I’ll read her a book while you get food and medicine for her.” He said and opened the book. He begin to read as Viktor stepped out and went to make some light food, y/n scooted so her head was laying it on Five’s lap, he stiffened before relaxing and continued to reading, soon he heard snoring coming from her lips, it’s so soft that he barely heard it, but he did hear it. He put the book down and ran a hand through her hair, massaging her scalp. He looked up when Viktor entered the room, he pointed to her as if to say she was asleep. Viktor set the food down on the table beside the bed and left to clean everything up, it wasn’t until fifteen minutes that Five decided to wake her up, she groaned and buried her face in his stomach, mumbling something out, Five chuckled and pulled away from her. “You gotta eat then you can take a nap.” He said to her which made her whine but sat up, she grabbed the bowl of chicken noodle and begin to eat it, she whined softly as the soup went down her throat, she finished it then took a sip of the water with the medicine, she laid her head back down on Five’s lap, she closed her eyes before falling back asleep, she clung to him, though Five wasn’t normally a touchy person he would become one for her, that thought shocked him, why is he thinking like this? He barely knows her, but yet he feels the need to protect her, to take care of her. He chalked it up to being that he knows her a little bit better and she’s part of the family thanks to Viktor being her caretaker. But that left a nasty taste in his mouth as he said it quietly to himself, he ran a hand through her hair before looking up to see Viktor standing there with a grin, Five shot him a glare and Viktor walked in before grabbing the tray of empty stuff but left the water, walking out with a knowing look as Five look at you, he didn’t want to move her but he needed to see what Viktor knew, so he carefully picked her up and laid her down, covering her back up with the blankets. He walked out of the room into the kitchen.

“Five, do you care for y/n? You can be honest with me.” Viktor said, causing Five to sigh, he nodded his head and leaned against the doorframe. “Yes, I care for her, but it’s only because she’s basically part of this family, and I care for my family.” He lied, but Viktor smirked and looked at him, walking towards him, stopping in front of him and placing a hand on his shoulder. “Come on Five, be completely honest with me.” Viktor sighed out as his brother didn’t stop looking at him with an unreadable facade, but that broke when Five sighs. “For some reason I’m jealous of you, you get to see her all the time, you get to hear all of her secrets, you get to hear her laugh, you get to listen to her thoughts, you get to hug her all the time, you get to have her all to yourself, and I can’t do that because I’m not good with people, I was only good with Dolores, so even if I do have feelings for them it wouldn’t do any good for them.” Five admitted causing Viktor to frown. “Five, it’ll take time to be good with new people, plus you need to be very careful with y/n with her trauma of abuse from her ex. The first day I met her she was injured, that’s why I took her in, so you need to go slow.” Viktor said and placed a hand on his brother's shoulder again. “But, I want to know her more now,” the conversation was cut short by the running footsteps and the bathroom door slamming shut. Five blinked into the bathroom in time to hold back y/n’s hair as she threw up, she groaned as more vomit came up and out of her mouth, she leaned back against Five’s chest causing him to tense up but relaxed when he realize she didn’t mean to lean against him, he kept her hair back as he waited for her to finished puking, as she finished vomiting she looked behind her to see Five, she frowned and looked away as she look at the toilet and flash it, he let go of her hair and grabbed a washcloth, wetting it before handing her the wet cloth, she took it and wipe her face, she shakily stood up and tried to walked towards the sink but she fall against Five who was behind her, he pushed her up right gently and kept his hands on her shoulders as they walked towards the sink, she brushed her teeth and used the mouthwash to rinse out her mouth as five had his hands on the sink on both sides of her body. She sighs softly and turned in Five’s arms as she looked up at hun, actually getting a good look at him, his dark hair look so soft to the touch and his face had a certain calming effect on her, and his freckles on his right cheek had her memorized, and his lips look very soft and kissable but what got to her was his piercing green eyes, she could get lost in them, they held so many emotions right now, she could hardly handle it, she placed her hands on his chest which was a mistake because she felt his heart beat, it was soothing to her. After a minute being like that the trance he held on her was broken by a knock on the door. She pushes Five gently away and opens the door to find Viktor there.

“Are you okay Y/n? Five? What are you doing in the bathroom with her?” Viktor asked with a frown but Five shrugged his shoulders and fixed his tie. “I was holding her hair back so no vomit would get in her hair. Nothing else, I was helping her because she needed help.” He said, causing Viktor to nod his head, he walked away and Y/n followed after. Five sighed as he took a moment to himself so he didn’t have to act like he wasn’t having an internal crisis, he walked out to the living room to see her laying on the couch. He grabbed a blanket and covered her up but she pushed it off of her, she sat up and looked at him, she patted the spot next to her, he sat down and she turned on the tv, she felt her stomach turn but she ignored it. She looked at Five and thought over everything. “What is it?” He asked and that made her look away before sighing out. “Why are you being nice when at first you were mean to me?” She asked softly, causing him to turn to her and sighs. “Because, you’re part of this family now that you’re Viktor’s lover.” That made her laugh and shook her head. “I’m not his lover, he’s a friend who took me in and is my caregiver.” She said, causing him to nod his head and grabbed the remote to turn on something kid-like, she groaned and turned on something crime related. “I’m not little right now and I want to watch true crime.” She said before he laughed softly. “Okay okay.” He said before he looked at her fully, he noticed how pale she looked, he got up and grabbed some medicine, he handed it towards her but she refused to take it. “I don’t need anymore.” She said but Five glared at her and held it out towards. “Take it, or I’ll leave.” He threatened to which made her sigh and grabbed the medicine before taking them with water, she handed him the water back. She leans against him, he stiffens again before he lets her cuddle against him. He sighs softly and looks at the tv, he wonders what it would be like to be her caregiver, would he be able to actually give her what she needs. She was always on his mind, that when she’s near him, he feels his body heat up, that he needs to be near her all the time. He was jealous of Viktor, he got to have her all to himself. He looked over at her to see her asleep, he sighs and picked her up, he walked towards the bedroom, placing her down, he covered her up before he heard Viktor calling for him, he blinked at Viktor and arched his brow. “I’m going out to get more stuff for her, so can you stay here and take care of her?” He asked and Five nodded his head before he watched Viktor leave the apartment, he walked back to the living room to watch tv but he couldn’t get her out of his mind. How could someone so innocent end up hurting the way that she was? That she ended up with someone abusive towards, how she stayed until Viktor noticed her. Would she have gone somewhere or stayed on the streets? He was worried that he could try and hurt her again.

He sighs softly and got up, walking towards the bedroom to see her still asleep, he sat down on the bed and placed his hand on her cheek, causing her to stir. She opened her eyes, clouded with sleepiness, she looked up at him and smiled softly before coughing, she leaned back away from him, she thought she saw hurt in his eyes, but that quickly replaced by his normal cold look. She shook her head before moving more away before grabbing Five’s arm and pulled him down so she could curl into him, she could feel him tense, so she looked up at him and decided to ask him. “Why do you keep tensing up when I touch you?” She asked him which cause him to be caught off. “I’ve been in the apocalypse for 48 years without physical touch, so it’s not something I’m used to, it’s not you or anyone else it’s me.” He said and she nodded her head before she lay her head back down before a coughing fit started to happen, she shot up and began to cough more before she felt something coming up, she quickly jumped over Five and straight to the bathroom and began to throw up. She was hoping it wasn’t what she was thinking, she wasn’t ready to get her ex to pay child support and if he doesn’t want to do anything with her unless she gets back together with him so he can be part of the child’s life, she really doesn’t want her to be put in the situation especially when she doesn’t know if she’ll be hurt more and the unborn child would be hold as a way to keep her from leaving. She ran a hand through her hair after getting cleaned, she turned around to see Five standing there with a concerned face, she gave him a sheepish smile before walking towards him. He stood there with worry in his eyes, she sighs softly and placed a hand on his shoulder before pushing by him to go to the kitchen, but he was following after her making sure she doesn’t need anything. She turned to him and pouted, she walked over to him,moving her hands up indicating she wanted up, he laughed and walked towards the kitchen putting her down on the counter, he looked at her. “What did you want in here princess?” He asked, causing the short girl to look down sheepishly. “Chips and dip, please Fivey?” She asked softly and jutted her lips out. “No, you need real food before snacks.” He said, causing her to whine and in her small voice she begged him. If this was in a different situation he’d be enjoying it in a different way but not now, right now he feels bad. “No, we can have soup and then nap time.” He said, making the girl shake her head and cross her arms. “Fine, how about chips, dip, and sandwiches?” He asked making her nodded her head and clapped her hands, she giggle softly before scooting closer to him, causing her bump into him, he smirk playfully before placing his hands on her hips before tickling her sides causing her laughter to fill the apartment, she managed to get freed and run to the room and hide. Five just laugh and begin to make the food, he made her some soup and made her kool aid. He walked towards the room and set the food down on the table, he looked around before he heard the giggles. He walked around the room to go along with her, he checked the closet, under the covers, behind the curtains then under the bed, he smirked and grabbed her hand and pulled her out. He set her on the bed and give y/n her food, she handed it back to him, confused he raised a brow. “What? Is there something wrong?” He asked before she giggled and opened her mouth. “Dada usually feeds me when I’m like this.” Y/n said, causing Five to make an o shape with his mouth, he picked up the spoon and fed her like she said, after ten minutes she finished the soup, she rubbed her eyes as she got up and walked out to the living room but Five teleported in front of her, she frowned softly and crossed her arms.

“It’s nap time, no use arguing with me. I’ll bring in the laptop and we can put on a movie until you fall asleep.” He said, causing her to pout even more, shaking her head. “No, I want to stay up and play on my switch.” She said and puffed her cheeks out, five tried to stay stern so using his cold voice he pointed to the room. “Bed. Now, or I’ll tell Viktor that you're being bad.” Y/n sigh and walked back in the bedroom before getting into her pjs, she slide in the bed as Five walked in the room with mr bunny, she grabbed him gently from him before closed her eyes as five tries to move but he felt a hand on his hand, he looked over at her and saw the pout, she frowned softly and he sighs sliding in between the covers and the bed, he brought her in and hug her tightly humming out softly. “Come on, we can cuddle as you sleep.” He said to her and she nodded her head as she was slowly falling asleep. Once he was sure she was completely asleep he picked up y/n’s head and placed it down on the pillow before walking out of the room, he bumped into Viktor who had a smile on hers face, he placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “You’re doing good with her, you know what she needs, thank you for helping me out with her Five, it means a lot.” He said but Five shrugged it off.

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Hey guys, I need your help so if you could. Please vote on stories out of these you’d like to see updated first or me continue writing a new Aidan story.

Dreamland (Aidan Gallagher story)

Long Forgotten Memories (Five Hargreeves Story)

Light Love (Five Hargreeves story)

Miracle Baby (Nathan Sharp story)

Heart Desire (Aidan Gallagher Story)

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Alright guys, I know all of you guys has been waiting so patiently for a story to be updated from me for my Five Hargreeves stories and for my Aidan Gallagher story so here’s the deal, I won’t work on anything after posting an update to my new story but the three stories I had just mention. I’m so sorry for pretty much neglecting them! But I’m almost has like half done with Light Love, I might go for another 1k words? Then I’ll do like maybe 2k more words for Long Forgotten Memories then solely focusing on Dreamland I promise!

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