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yup-thats-me · 2 years

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— beautiful secret • justin h min

paring: husband! Justin h min x BuzzFeed producer! wife

summary: it's about time that Justin introduces his wife to the world

warning: fluff

some months ago

"I know, baby. I miss you too. I'll be home in a few hours, and I'll cuddle you as many times as you want," Justin spoke into the phone, a bright smile adorning his lips.

Emmy, David and Ritu standing at a distance, staring at Justin.

Emmy scoffed at his stupidness. "Yeah David, when you talk to your mom you blush bright red like Justin is, right?" She smiled sarcastically, making Ritu snicker.

"Who do you reckon he's talking to?" Ritu whispered.

"Prolly his mom?" David answered or more like questioned.

After Justin put down his phone, the three hoped infront of him like excited kids do when free candies are distributed. Justin looked at them, smiling. "What?"

David nudged Ritu signalling her to begin. "We weren't like spying on you or something but..." She drifted, looking away from him.

Emmy sighed taking over. "We saw you talking in the phone and blushing. So aren't you gonna tell us?" Justin looked genuinely confused. "Tell you what exactly?".

"About your girlfriend man! Don't act shy now", David hit him on the shoulder playfully.

Justin immediately looked down after hearing their question.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about."

Ritu smirked. "Oh you do honey. It's about time we find out your secret."

Justin chuckled getting up from his chair. "You'll find out my secret of there's a secret," he told them walking away leaving the trio standing there looking, staring at his back.

"Just you wait and see Justin," Emmy stated smiling, placing her hands over her chest.

"Yeah you wait and see, dude!" David copied Emmy. Ritu did the same, placing her hands over her chest and saying, "You wait and see Mr. Secretive Korean Guy," making the rest laugh.

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Emmy, David and Justin sat there patiently as the crew arranged everything for their interview.

The stars were talking among themselves only Justin sat there quietly fidgeting with the thin golden band on his right pointer finger, smiling at it fondly.

David was sitting beside him and took a notice of Justin's actions. "Whatcha doin'?"

David's question pulled Justin out of his trance and into reality. "Huh? What?" Justin asked confused.

"I asked what you doing. Hey, you alright man? You zone out more frequently than normal. I've noticed from the last few months." David stared at him genuinely worried aboht his friend. " All good at home?"

"Yeah yeah. Everything's fine. All is good," Justin smiled.

Emmy bent forward from her chair and instantly noticed the golden ring.

"What's that ring for? Looks good," she complimented.

Emmy's statement made Justin look back down at his pointer finger and smiled yet again. "It's from...someone...", He drifted, avoiding eye contact with any of the two.

David and Emmy eyed him suspiciously

present day

"Oh it's going to be so hard to pay any attention to the tweets when you'll be standing there infront of me," Justin said as he hugged you tightly.

"Okay okay Mr. Loverman. Now go before anyone sees us," you laughed pushing your husband away from the embrace, making Justin stare at you dramatically.

"I didn't know you hated my hugs!" He gasped.

You giggled pecking him on both the cheeks. "You know that's not what I meant. If our pictures are getting clicked right now, your fans will go batshit crazy as to who the secret woman is. And I don't want you to face any troubles because of me."

Without a word, Justin pulled you in for a sweet kiss, taking as much time as he could to savour this moment.

"My sweet wife," he kissed you once more. "God, I love you, Y/n!"

You smiled brightly. "and me you. Now go!" You finally pushed him away from you and walked the other direction into the studio.

You entered the studio sometime after Justin got in as to not cause any suspicion. You saw Justin sitting beside Emmy and smiled at him sneakily. He too smiled back although not so sneakily cause Emmy looked at him like he was crazy.

You snickered, taking your position behind the camera.

"Hi I'm Emmy Raver-Lampman — and I'm Justin H Min — and we're here with BuzzFeed to answer some thirst tweets." With that, the interview began.

All was going well. Some tweets made you giggle quietly and others made you believe all fans are crazy.

"'I bet Justin H Min's girlfriend is as gorgeous as he is'" Emmy read out. "Yeah I too think that. Although me and the rest of the cast haven't figured who it is, yet, but we'll do pretty soon."

Justin stared at you across the room. "Wait," he got up from his seat and walked towards you.

"Ready?" He whispered in your ear when he reached you. You nodded knowing how this will go.

Justin gently pulled you along him and made you stand there in front of the camera. Emmy stood up too.

"We've been hiding for quite sometime now and I, we, think it's time to finally tell the world," he glanced at you for the last time and when you slightly nodded, he spoke again. "This is Y/n L/n, my darling wife."

The news made the entire studio gasp.

Emmy got out of her trance and immediately hugged you. "Oh my god! I'm so happy for you both!" She jumped with excitement.

The filming resumed again after a break.

After the interview, you, Emmy and Justin went to a nearby café to chat.

"I'm not sure, but have I seen you before, Y/n?" Emmy asked sipping her beverage.

Justin smiled, lacing his hand with yours on the table.

You smiled. "Maybe you've seen me the last time you guys did and interview with BuzzFeed? I'm one of it's producers."

"That's how we met. Now nearly three years ago," Justin brought your hands to his lips and kissed it softly.

Emmy stared at the two of you in awe. "You guys are really cute."

Justin and you smiled, looking at each other.

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#justin h min imagine #justin h min #justin h min x reader #justin h min x you #justin h min x y/n #justin h min fanfic #justin h min fluff #ben hargreeves #sparrow ben #the umbrella academy #number 6 #imagine #fanfic #blurb #emmy raver lampman #david castañeda #ritu arya #buzzfeed

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ded-and-gonne · 1 year

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pepperf · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandoms: Poker Face (TV 2023), The Umbrella Academy (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jimmy Silva/Lila Pitts Characters: Jimmy Silva, Lila Pitts, Allison Hargreeves Additional Tags: Fix-it fic, justice for Jimmy, Crossover, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, look I just wanted to save Jimmy's life and get him laid that's all, and maybe followed by some intensive therapy Summary:

"Hey. You with me?"

No, no, please don't, just let me rest, leave me alone, I just want to sleep…

"No, no, no going back to sleep! I'm not so sure you'd wake up."

He wants to beg, but he can't get his mouth to form words.

Please. Just let me go.

#GUESS WHAT I DID #poker face fic #tua fanfic #fic by pepper #jimmy silva #lila pitts #there is something deeply wrong with me #crossover AU #everyone lives #diego doesn't exist in this universe just go with it #david castañeda #ritu arya #poker face

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ajkesiah · 2 years

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Masterlist

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

Indirect kiss

high five?

A/n: ask for any character and I'll try to write for them

#masterlist #oneshots #fanfics #x y/n #imagines #the umbrella academy x reader #x reader #tua #theumbrellaacademy #diego hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #idkwhattoputherelol #ajkesiah #idk what else to add lol #writers on tumblr #five hargreeves #aidan gallagher #david castañeda

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potatopfft · 2 years

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I was thinking…. You’re one of the cast of Umbrella academy, They love you and you love them. You’re a family, but they ship you with you co-star Justin H min! Who played Ben Hargreeves!

Imagine them shipping you with him because the two of you have chemistry. Both love books, movies, ranch- and hey! Maybe the both of you love to eat oranges too with it’s peel on. 🤷‍♀️ but srsly who does that-

The actors sensing the chemistry of the two of you and will absolutely tease you in and off camera. Every interview David Castañeda (Diego’s actor) love to teas Justin so much he’s always red in interviews.

Emmy Lampman (Allison’s actor) hyping you up and boosting your confidence so that you’ll be able to give Justin’s clues that you like him!

Or Emmy, Diego & Ritu (Lila’s actor) teaming up to make a very good plan that will make the two of you confessed to each other, not knowing The two of you; Justin and you, are already dating for 2 weeks-.

There you go champs! Just thoughts- auakjs but I would absolutely love to write this!💕 but prolly not right now hehe, I just need to let this thoughts out or I’ll go insane

Thank you for your consideration! I’ll try to write drafts for this fanfic immediately! Thank you💕

#justin h. min #justin min #ben hargreeves imagines #Ben Hargreeves #Sparrow!Ben #Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves #Umbrella academy #I LOVE HIM Y’ALL #ben hargreeves x you #tua ben #the umbrella academy #the sparrow academy #sparrow academy #UA #ben hargreeves x reader #Justin Min #Justin h min

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jellybeanium124 · 2 years

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last night I had a dream that started with David Castañeda helping me write Spanish phrases for fanfic over tumblr (all of the TUA cast had official tumblrs, I remember looking at Cazzie David’s tumblr too), and ended with me carrying children to safety from an evil regime hellbent on ultra-conformity

#one time i dreamt #nina rambles

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anythingbutmar · 3 years

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Runway show

Diego Hargreeves x reader

Summary: Diego knows exactly how to comfort you after your insecurities stop you from buying new clothes.

A/N: I felt so nice about myself writing this so I hope you feel the same when you read it! Love yourselves the way you love this fictional man!

Warnings: body image issues, self deprecation, me not knowing a thing about fashion.

“I expect a whole ass runway show!” Diego announced as he heard the front door open. “You took too long babe, I missed you.” He came from the kitchen wearing a cheesy apron and it almost cheered you up.

“Well I’m sorry to disappoint you but I didn’t like anything.” You sighed after giving him a peck on the lips.

“Y/N... Tell me the truth, I can see there’s something else.”

“Fine, I didn’t like anything on me.” You sat on the couch embracing your legs. “Every jean just made my legs look skinnier like a chicken, every top made me look fat and every dress made me feel like a surfing board.”

Diego left the apron on the table and sat beside you, putting his arms around your shoulders.

“Who am I kidding? It’s not that the clothes made me that way, it’s just me. I don’t even understand my body, it’s like sometimes it’s too curvy and sometimes it’s too small, how can you even like that?” Your head started filling with more and more nasty thoughts about yourself and you knew you had to push them away, Diego loved you with all your imperfections, but what if he didn’t?

“Baby I love everything about you because you’re absolutely gorgeous! Everyone has different bodies and we all look different with the same piece of clothing. Your body is unique and it’s my favorite one in the entire world.” He proceeded to kiss your entire face until it made you laugh. “Not that you need me for validation, but next time let’s go shopping together so I can praise you the way you deserve.”

“That sounds nice.” You whispered against his neck, already feeling safer with him.

“How about this? You’re gonna go to our closet and pick your favorite outfits and then we will actually go all Tyra Banks, you’ll model and I’ll compliment you.”

“Only if you wear that apron again.”

“Deal.”

You hated messing up your closet but your boyfriend was right, maybe you needed that, so you threw all your favorite things on the bed and combined them into things you liked. You took a jean skirt and a striped cropped hoodie with some black thigh high boots. And strived to the living room with the confidence of a real model, knowing only Diego could make you feel like that.

“Damn baby! Come here, pose a little.” You stood in front of him with your hands on your hips, sending him a kiss. “Alright, alright, I see you’re trying to flirt with the judges and it’s definitely working because I just fell in love wow.”

“You’re such a dork.” You laughed.

“I’m loving how sexy your legs look with those boots, like Ariana Grande, and I think stripes are in right now so good choice!” You couldn’t stop laughing at his attempt on professional flattering.

“Alright silly, I’m gonna go change.” You threw your clothes everywhere in the room, now choosing some black high waisted jeans and a red, lacy see-through shirt with a black bra underneath and red sneakers. This time you even painted your lips red, you truly loved how it looked on you and you knew Diego did too.

Once again, you pictured your hallway as a real runway from a Victoria’s Secret fashion show and you walked swaying your hips, winking once you were in front of your boyfriend.

“Yes, give me that smize! Wow, I’m loving this attitude!”

“You seem to know a lot about America’s Next Top Model, don’t you?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“What can I say? I enjoy the drama sometimes.” He smiled playfully. “So I see red’s definitely your color, if I wasn’t a professional judge I’d just kiss those lips a million times! I’m also loving that shirt, it’s...” He stared at your boobs as if he wanted to remove the shirt instead of compliment it. “Elegant! Yes, it’s very elegant.”

You just kept laughing until you went breathless and you couldn’t resist it anymore, you sat on his lap and kissed him deeply, holding him as close as you could. “Thank you for doing this.”

“Me? I should thank you for letting me look at this masterpiece.” He said, giving your thigh a light squeeze. “Now come on baby give me one more.”

You stood up and walked to your room in the most seductive way you could, knowing he would be staring all the way.

“Now you’re gonna have to strip for me like Christina Aguilera after this!” He shouted, making you chuckle.

“You also know Burlesque?” You asked as you started changing.

“Oh so what Y/N? Men can’t like nice things now?” He teased.

“Of course they can, I just always took you for a die hard and football kind of guy.”

“Well looks can be deceiving, now get your ass out here so I can finish cooking.”

You looked in the mirror one last time, finally feeling great about yourself. You wore a royal blue dress that exposed your shoulders and accentuated your hips and a pair of heeled boots that made you look taller, which you enjoyed.

For the last time you stood before the door and modeled like your life depended on it, even twirling in the end.

“Wow, I’m... speechless.” He simply stated.

“Babe!” You pouted.

“It’s the truth! You look like a goddess Y/N!” He stood from the couch and took your hand to kiss it before twirling you around again. “So, do you want to take this cute little dress to the bedroom?”

“Absolutely I do.” You smiled before he carried you there like a princess, closing the door behind him.

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chyteawrites · 5 years

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Torn: Chapter 15 - Epilogue

Story Summary: You start work as a make-up artist for The Umbrella Academy and meet two of the most handsome people you’ve ever worked with, both of them vying for your attention.

Chapter Summary: As life settles down since you and David have moved in together, there are a couple surprises in store.

Chapter 15/15

Word Count: 540

Pairing: David Castañeda x Reader

Warnings: Too many fluff?

A/N: And that’s all folks! Thank you so much for the love you’ve all shown me throughout this story. We’ll see what the future holds ;)

Tags: @superapplepie @diianawonka @spacearttraveler @ynm1505 @stardust181 @loulouloueh @reblogserpent @karlitabi-rrito @wh3n-1t-ra1ns-1t-p0urs @berrygutz @bunniegrrl @dpaccione

After filming wrapped, David went back to L.A. and I went back to New York to pack my things. I flew back and moved in with him. I’d started working the job I had lined up, but thankfully I got to come home to his smiling face every day.

Months passed and David had to start doing press for the show. His interviews with Robert and Cameron instantly became fan favorites. After the show premiered and press was finish, it left us with down time. I couldn’t have been happier with how my life was going. David and I sat in bed, eating snacks as a comedy special played as background noise. Out of nowhere his phone dinged with a text message.

“Who’s that?” I asked, grabbing a chip.

“Robbie. He said I need to check my email.” He muttered and pulled up his emails. “Oh my god! Mi dios!” He shouted and jumped up, his smile wide.

“What? What’s happening?” I asked, my eyes wide as I looked at him.

“You ready to go back to work in a couple months?” He looked down at me with a huge grin.

“Did we get another season?!” I exclaimed and jumped up. He nodded before taking me into his arms and spinning me around, mumbling in Spanish.

“Wait. I need to go get something.” David whispered and motioned for me to stay where I was. I watched him go to the table on his side of the bed and heard him shuffle through it, a gasp escaping his lips as he must have found what he was searching for.

“Alright, mi cariña. I need you to close your eyes.” He chuckled as his all too familiar footsteps treaded closer. I closed my eyes with a nervous smile and shuffled my feet.

“Can I open them now?” I asked and folded my arms after a couple minutes of waiting.

“Yes, you can.” He finally said with a surprisingly loving tone, different from his previously rushed voice. I opened my eyes to see him in front of me, one knee on the ground.

“David, what in the hell are you doing down there?” I asked, trying to mask the sheer nervousness I felt coursing through my body. My heart was beating a million miles an hour and my palms were sweating.

“Mi cariña. The second I met you, I knew I wanted you. I wanted you as a friend. I wanted you as my makeup artist. I wanted to feel your body against mine. I wanted you.” David started, looking up at me with those chocolate brown eyes.

“And now there’s one more thing I want to ask you. Will you, my love, marry me?” He finished, looking up with a twinkle in his eyes.

“David, I…” I stammered, my eyes welling with tears as he held out a simple yet elegant diamond ring.

“I know this is so sudden.” He whispered.

“Oh, shut up and kiss me. Of course I’ll marry you!” I laughed and watched him slip the ring on my finger.

“I love you so much.” David whispered after he kissed me.

“I love you too.” I cooed as we went back to the bed, his lips never leaving mine.

#chynna writes #torn #torn chapter 15 - epilogue #torn epilogue #David Castañeda #david castañeda x reader #david castañeda fanfiction #David Castañeda fanfic #David Castaneda #david castaneda x reader #david castaneda fanfic #david castaneda fanfiction

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superapplepie · 5 years

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Accidentally in Love Part 2

Summary: You work a comic con in Toronto to help a friend. Little did you know you’d make a deal and accidentally fall in love.

Pairing: David Castañeda x Reader

Word Count: 1419

Warnings: Smut, oral- male receiving, curse words.

Thanks to @like-a-bag-of-potatoes for being my beta and thank you to @lookitschynna for constantly obsessing over David with me.

You can read part 1 here

Previously on Accidentally in Love:

Grabbing your hand he pulled you to the door and swung it open with a huge smile, greeting his fellow cast mates as they made their way into the room. All eyes fell on you and your hand enveloped in his. David glanced down at you before looking back at everyone else.

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet Y/N, my girlfriend” he introduced.

‘Ah fuck,’ you thought to yourself trying to give your best smile wondering what the hell you just got yourself into. Faced with some of the cast from the show you’ve come to love, anxiety began to fill your veins.

“Hi,” came from your mouth at just above a whisper as you stood there awkwardly clinging to David.

It all happened so fast; Emmy squealed with excitement, Robert cheered loudly, and Tom pulled you into a hug. Normally panic would have got the best of you and you would have ran off. However, David’s hand made its way to your lower back, giving you reassuring rubs here and there when you started to tense.

Biting your lip you glanced up at David before looking back at everyone.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all, I’m a huge fan of the show,” you nervously said, still smiling.

“Who’s your favorite?” Robert grinned.

“Isn’t it obvious? Klaus!” You smirked. “On that note we should start making our way downstairs, your Q&A is starting soon.” With a cheeky grin on your face, you ushered them out the door without missing a beat. Your comment caught everyone off guard, their attention on David but no one had time to react until they stepped onto the elevator.

“I like this one. Can we keep her?” Robert said looking directly at David with the widest grin you’ve ever seen.

Laughter erupted from your mouth along with everyone else’s. Suddenly, you weren’t so nervous anymore. The hand that was on your back earlier moved to your hip at some point during the elevator ride. More people piled in causing you to press your back into David’s front. You could suddenly feel the outline of his cock pressing into your ass. His hand squeezed your hip before he grinded against you slightly.

David rested his head on your shoulder, groaning into your ear softly causing chills to scatter across your skin. Grinding against you a few more times, his hand slid under your shirt, dancing lightly across your belly. His fingers dipped into the front of your jeans before pulling away, a moment later the elevator doors opened and everyone made their way to exit.

You grabbed David’s hand and pulled him aside, waiting for the hallway to empty before leading him to a staff bathroom a couple doors down from the stage. Opening the door and pushing the confused man in, you quickly locked it and pressed into him. Your lips met his and he finally understood what was going on. You had to work quick, it wouldn’t be long before he’d need to be mic’d up and ready to go out for his Q&A.

Working on his belt and his pants with shaking fingers, you pulled them down enough to free his cock. Precum already seeping from the tip and you licked you lips before sinking to your knees. Looking up at him, you slid your lips around him taking as much as you could in your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down on his impressive length, using one hand to stroke the remainder of the shaft while the other fondled his swollen balls.

His moans encouraged you to continue your attack on his cock, his hand on the back of your head guiding you up and down. His cock began to twitch against your skilled tongue and you knew he was close. You moved your mouth faster, sucking and stroking his cock in unison.

“Fuck fuck fuck, Y/N, I’m cumming,” he groaned throwing his head back against the door.

Cum spurted into your mouth and you swallowed the salty substance eagerly. David was still gasping for air when you stood up, wiping your lips off and tucking his softening cock back into his pants.

“Holy shit,” he said, looking at you in disbelief, still gasping for air. “That was fucking amazing.”

“I wasn’t going to send you out on stage with a hardon. Besides, it was my fault you had one in the first place, it’s only fair that I take care of it.” Smiling, you gave him a quick kiss before unlocking the door. Sticking your head out to make sure the coast was clear before you led him to the backstage doors.

It was dark backstage so you snuck in easily, blending in with the rest of the handlers and celebrities. Approaching the rest of the cast as if nothing happened, David grabbed his mic and turned to you. His lips met yours in a sweet kiss and you couldn’t help but blush when he pulled away.

“Good luck,” you whispered biting your lip, looking up at him.

His thumb stroked your lip like it had before, pulling it from between your teeth again.

“I can’t wait to return the favor later.” He grinned wickedly before walking off as the cast was called to the stage.

You were speechless and excited, completely unaware that your friend saw the encounter. She came out of nowhere, nearly causing you to jump out of your skin.

“What. Was. That?” she asked excitedly, grabbing your arm and pulling you into the hallway to talk.

“W-w-what w-was what?” You stuttered trying to look clueless.

“I saw you guys kiss, and the way he looked at you. Holy shit, Y/N! This is fucking awesome, you have to tell me everything!” Your friend bounced in place as she anxiously waited for you to spill the beans.

You told her what you could, you were still completely shocked by everything that had happened so far. It all felt like a dream but you were determined to enjoy it. You left out a few of the details, like the fact that it was all just pretend. You figured the less people who knew, the better. Even though you hated lying to your best friend, you knew the lecture she would give you over it.

You were able to tell her enough to satisfy her curiosity, allowing you to make your way backstage to wait.

Once the Q&A was over, David and the rest of the cast made their way to you.

“Y/N! We’re all going out to dinner to this fancy restaurant downtown tonight, you have to come!” Emmy excitedly told you.

“Pleeeease?” Robert begged, pushing out his bottom lip in a pout.

“I’d love to go, if it’s okay with David. I don’t want to intrude or anything.” You bit your lip and glanced over at the man waiting for an answer.

“Actually, I was going to ask you to go anyways. I really want you to come, I think it’ll be a lot of fun.” David smiled and pecked your lips.

Emmy was bursting with excitement. “Aww you guys are so cute together! I can’t wait to learn more about you, Y/N! David has basically kept everything about you a secret and I’m dying to know more.”

You made arrangements with everyone and said your goodbyes as they headed off to their rooms to get ready for the night. Heading back to your own place you quickly got into motion. Taking another quick shower to freshen up before raiding your closet for something nice. In the back, you found a little black dress that still had the tags on it. Holding it up to yourself, you admired how perfect it looked. Pairing it with some black pumps you let your hair fall over your shoulders in loose curls.

The doorbell rang right on time, you grabbed your clutch purse for the night and took a deep breath before answering it.

There before you stood an incredibly handsome and sexy David Castañeda. His all black suit made him look outstanding, awakening a need deep inside you.

“Wow, you look absolutely breathtaking, Y/N.” He murmured stepping towards you with a hungry look in his eyes.

“Thank you, you look pretty amazing yourself,” Blushing and biting your lip, you smiled up at him.

“Are you ready?” He asked, holding out his arm for you to take.

Nodding, “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

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#David Castañeda x reader #david castañeda #david castaneda #David Castañeda fan fiction #David Castañeda fanfic #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy cast #tua cast #ellie writes

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diegoh4rgreeves · 5 years

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hey, i hope this is okay, but could you please write something about david with like a straight edge reader? or just someone who’s uncomfortable when it comes to alcohol? i could kinda need something like that atm.. thank you!

Hi! Thank you for the request.

I’m not sure when you sent this, so I’m sorry if you’ve been waiting a while for this. I just wanna let you know that I’m acknowledging this now and I will write a fanfiction of this idea hopefully some this week.

Thanks again,-diegoh4greeves

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wintersoldierwhore · 3 years

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𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬 — diego hargreeves

summary: you and diego have a… complicated acquaintanceship. filled with sarcastic remarks, you both seem like you hate each other — yet he’d save you if you were in trouble. but when you both go back to his family home after the death of his father, you realise you don’t hate each other at all..

warnings: fluff, smut, kinda goofy, swearing

notes: this isn’t following the events of season 1, it’s loosely based on the idea of them reuniting after his father’s death.

“Oh, come on, Y/N.” Allison laughed dryly, “you were my only childhood friend. You knew what it was like to be around him.” The pair of you were in a car, on the way to her old residence. Where she grew up with her siblings, and she was convincing you to tag along. Or at least, trying to.

“It would feel wrong of me.” You replied, focusing on getting through your notifications on your phone. Sure, you weren’t a movie star but you were the movie star’s assistant/best friend. You’d known the Hargreeves siblings for years, Allison and Klaus being the most warm to you. Luther was neither cold nor warm, just an uncomfortable humid. And it seemed Diego, high and mighty number two, hated you. He’d always sneer at your presence, poke fun at you. You were kind of glad to have left with Allison and never see him again. It made your crush on him hard, and non-existent, but it was better this way.

“Please,” she pleaded, holding a tight grip on your forearm, “I can’t do this without you.” You sighed, rolling your eyes at her, which signified a yes. You were happy to have Allison as a friend, she was a sweetheart. And she’s never taken advantage of your friendship by ‘rumoring’ something. Not once.

The next morning, you were stood in front of their childhood home. Even the sight of it knocked you peculiarly. Allison grabbed your hand and had to pull you in, the cold air hitting you on your way in. It was strange, unwelcoming. You wanted to run away and never look back. Making your way to the living room, Klaus was slouched elegantly over the couch, as if a painter was on the other side of the room asking him to be still.

“Y/N,” he cheered, notifying the other two siblings of your presence. Luther just grunted and walked away, Diego scoffing and following suit, in a different direction. As Klaus began to hug you, you smiled brightly at the sight of him. You’d missed him and his attitude dearly. The three of you caught up, but every so often you’d glance around the room. You felt as if someone was walking over your grave, it gave you chills. Your eyes met with the moody man in the corner’s, who rolled them and stormed upstairs.

“I’ll be right back.” You whispered to the two siblings, following the grumpy man upstairs. This mansion was huge, so you had no idea which one of the many rooms he was occupying. It annoyed you. You never had a nice moment with him, even after his dad dying. Now, he was looking at you as if you killed his father.

You’d spotted him in his childhood bedroom, fiddling around with one of the many knives in his possession. Leaning against the doorframe, you waited for him to say something. Or even notice you, but you doubted that day would ever come. You spent years trying to get over him, and it felt more like forgetting about it. Not so much getting over him.

“What do you want?” He huffed, finally meeting your eyes. You strolled over, sitting beside him on his bed, that was too small to even sit comfortably on. You had no idea you’d get this far, so you didn’t plan ahead. You had no idea what to do or say now.

You just sighed heavily, “what’s your issue with me?” It was genuine. You were asking for all of the years he ignored you, made fun of you, made you feel small. You were asking as a younger version of yourself. Diego took a while to answer, presumably going through his thoughts.

“Why are you here?” He questioned. Definitely not the response you were hoping for. In fact, you didn’t know what to hope for with him.

“For my friends.” You replied, and that didn’t mean just Allison, it meant her siblings too. No matter how much they don’t need you, you were there. Diego felt himself falling all over again, he’d been pushing these thoughts and feelings down for years. But you can’t escape it forever, you either face your problems or run. But they’ll always find you.

“I don’t have a problem with you,” he admitted, sounding as genuine as he could, “but I spent years trying to forget about you, only for you to return and make it harder.” His answer did nothing but confuse you.

“Make what harder?” You asked, bewildered as to what you were complicating. You were only Allison’s friend, what else was happening?

“Getting over you. Trying to deny my feelings for you, but it doesn’t work.” He confessed, sounding more tense than before. You weren’t getting it and he wanted you to understand. Little did he know, you did. “You plagued my mind every day, you leaving with Allison broke my heart. I couldn’t see you again, so I tried to forget about you. I told myself I didn’t want you. But I do.”

Years of hidden feelings were coming out, feelings that were masked with hatred and bullying. Sure, he went completely the wrong way about liking you, but you couldn’t blame him. He grew up not knowing about love and how to show it. But now you were both showing it, very well, in fact.

His hands were in your hair, pulling your lips closer to his. His kiss was filling with passion, as if he were making up for all those years of hurting you, making you feel like nothing but a skeleton and skin. He pulled your body onto his, holding you securely and not letting you go. The only time you broke apart was to shed your clothing, then latching back onto each other like leeches on skin.

Diego’s stamina was far more durable than yours. You were a limp mess afterwards, sore in a few places after having sex on his childhood bed. Having sex on a cardboard box would be more satisfying than this. As you were regaining your breath, you turned to see Diego already looking at you.

“You’re beautiful.” He murmured against your skin, wanting to feel every inch of you. All you could do was giggle, it was too much pressure to force out some words. After a while of laying there and listening to Diego’s compliments, you sat up.

“You couldn’t have said any of that years ago?” You joked, seeing him roll his eyes once again. Playfully nudging you, he began pulling clothes on and fanning his face to disguise the fact you just had sex. With a wink, he left you there, sat in his childhood room, to pull on your clothes and act as if nothing happened.

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lochrannn · 2 years

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nanamikeento · 4 years

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famous last words

Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x reader (gender neutral)

Summary: Diego comes to you in the middle of night after deactivating Grace.

a/n: i don’t know what this is?? i was feeling angsty and wanted to write some hurt/comfort with my fave knife boy. it took a different direction from what i was planning, though. might do a part 2 if i’m inspired enough, lol. let me know what you think!

warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, a crumb of fluff and tender, spoilers for season one

word count: 2.0k

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The noise that wakes you from your slumber is a loud crash in the living room and it makes you jump, your heart beating so quickly that, for a moment, you can't breathe properly. You live on the third floor, but the fire escape is right outside the living room window and you never had to worry about people breaking in. Until now.

Sitting up on the bed, you quickly grab the baseball bat you have beside where you sleep and slowly walk out of your bedroom, ready to attack whoever is in your apartment. You hear a curse word and rustling sounds as you approach; a shadow figure is crouched down by the window seat, a figure you recognize almost immediately. Sighing quietly, you relax your tense shoulders.

Diego doesn't see you as he tried to clean up the mess he made when he came in. He didn't know you had bought a new plant and placed it conveniently by the window. The vase shattered when he accidentally knocked it out as he entered your apartment. Dirt and pieces of the pot are all over your living room floor. So much for trying to sneak in.

"You know you could've just rung the bell." You say and he looks up at you.

"I didn't want to wake you." He stands up. Something is not right with him, his shoulders are tense and his hands are closed in fists. "I guess I did anyway."

He seems so serious. The darkness in the room doesn’t allow you to notice the tired eyes and the agony in his face. But you know him too well. You know when something is troubling him. It’s in his voice, in the way he stands, in the way he walks to approach you.

"Are you okay?" You ask, putting the baseball bat on the couch and turning on the lamp beside it.

Diego avoids your gaze and looks at the bat on the couch. A ghost of a smile flashes on his face and your heart breaks when you notice it doesn't reach his eyes.

"A bat?" He asks, raising a brow and a soft laugh leaves your lips. “For me?”

“Took you too long to come back.” You shrug a shoulder. “I was afraid you had forgotten about me.”

Despite your teasing tone and your playful smile, you know, deep down, that is true. Diego used to visit you every week or so, always coming in the middle of the night and leaving before dawn. It’s kind of an unspoken thing you have with him, bad nights bring him to your bed and you gladly welcome him every time. It’s nice. You like it. You like him.

“Never,” He says simply and you smile, shaking your head.

“You flatter me.” The tone on your voice is flat like you caught him lying. But he doesn’t laugh. And you feel your stomach churn when you realize it’s bad. You’ve never seen him like that and it makes you uneasy, so you ask again. “Are you okay, Diego?”

Diego’s eyes avoid yours again and you see he wants to speak but he stops himself. Closing the distance between you two, you touch his arm lightly. He sighs and looks over his shoulder, where he left a mess of dirt on your floor.

“I’m sorry about your plant.” He tries to deviate from the subject again. You understand he doesn’t want to talk about it, but you’re worried too. “Just give me a broom, I can clean–”

“Diego.” You interrupt him and he looks at you again, his eyes dancing between yours. “It’s okay.” You let him know. And he understands it’s not just about the plant and the broken vase. You know that because you see the glimpse of tears in his eyes as he shakes his head, and runs his hands on his face.

“My m-mom…” It’s the stutter that makes him let out the first sob. You frown, feeling your heart break by the second when you see the look on his face. “S-she’s… gone.”

You don’t think twice as you pull him to a tight embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck as he buries his face on your neck, hugging your middle. His body shudders with yours as he lets out sobs and lets his tears wet your skin. Holding him, you let him cry and sob for a moment until you feel his lips on your neck, kissing the skin gently. You close your eyes and suppress a sigh.

“Diego…” You breathe, as he leaves a trail of wet kisses that lead from your neck to your jawline, your cheek, and finally to your mouth.

Diego runs a hand on the side of your body while bringing the other up to cradle the back of your head. His lips are rough and chapped against yours as he kisses you hungrily, pressing his body against yours. In any other night, you’d have reciprocated. But tonight feels different, for some reason. Your gut is telling you to stop.

“Diego,” You say his name again

“I just need you.” He breathes, touching his forehead to yours. The look you give him is sympathetic as you cup his cheek.

“And I’m here.” You promise. “I’ll always be here. But… You’re not thinking straight. When was the last time you rested?

He pulls away and stares at you, looking offended. He knows you’re right though. With everything going on, he couldn’t remember the last time he had a decent sleep.

Taking his hand, you slowly guide him to your bedroom where you start to unstrap the leather holsters he wears over his sweater. Each piece falls with a clang on the floor and you don't care to pick it up or move it.

Diego stares at you as you work on him, amusement in his eyes. This is the first time you say no to him and, while that's not a problem at all, it still surprises him that you're willing to take care of him even if he came to a booty call.

"Lie down," your voice is soft as you gesture to the bed, once you’ve stripped him of his weapons.

The bed is still warm as he lies on it. Your body next to his is warmer and he fights the urge to touch you. No, it's you who pulls him for a hug, your hand cradling the back of his head and tucking him under your chin. His arms wrap around your middle as yours hold his shoulders, pressing your body against him.

A moment in silence passes and then you speak

"I know you think you have to save everyone, but you really don't, Diego. It's okay to stop and rest for a while."

Diego sighs softy on your skin and the silence hangs in the air, heavy by the second. Until you feel the wet hot tears dripping on your neck. In a second, he’s shuddering and sobbing, letting everything out. You just hold him and gives him the time he needs to cry and mourn, rubbing his back and kissing his hair.

After what it feels hours, his breathing evens out and you think he's asleep for a moment.

"You always know what to say." He whispers on your skin and you smile softly.

"I always say what I want to hear." You whisper.

He pulls away from you and seeks your eyes in the dark.

"Stay the night," You ask. "Just once. You need to get some sleep."

He seems to consider for a moment but nods and resumes his position in your arms. You're almost afraid of closing your eyes and fall asleep, afraid he'll be gone when you wake up. But slumber comes to you nonetheless and you have a deep dreamless sleep with Diego Hargreeves in your arms.

…

Diego wakes up to the smell of coffee and eggs, taking his surroundings for a second. Your bedroom is not bigger than the boiling room he uses as a room back at the gym, but it smells like you. It’s nothing specific, it just smells like you. And he likes it. It almost makes him stay here, in the warmth of your bed, wrapped in your smell.

You’re finishing setting the table when he enters the kitchen, fully dressed. Looking up at him, you smile widely, your eyes lighting up at the sight of him. He looked at the kitchen table, all set for the both of you to have breakfast. You look so happy, looking at him like he’s the reason for it. Like he’s everything to you. His heart melts at the sight and he wants to smile, he wants to stay, but…

It’s not like Diego doesn’t like you, he does. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t be here, at your place. But… All these feelings are something new to him, something he’s not used to it. He’s not good at the relationship thing, he’s scared of it. And that’s something that haunts him since forever.

“Hey,” You say, still smiling. You’re so beautiful, even with sleepy eyes and messy hair. “I made breakfast.”

He can’t help but smile a little, but it soon disappears.

“Thank you,” He says, looking away from your gaze. “But… I have to go.”

Your smile fades and you feel a lump in your throat. “Oh.”

“I’m sorry–” He starts, but you’re quick to interrupt him.

“Don’t be, it’s okay.” You swallow your sadness and offer him a smile, one that doesn’t reach your eyes. “You have stuff to do.”

Diego says your name, and you shake your head with a wave of your hand and let out a laugh. “We can have breakfast other time, it’s fine.”

“Thank you,” He says, looking away, embarrassed for having a breakdown the night before.

Sighing softly, you nod at him. “It’s what I’m here for.”

Hesitantly, he nods and starts walking to your living room window.

“You can use the door, you know.” You laugh.

He looks at you and you have to fight to not cry in front of him. His smile is genuine as he laughs softly and shrugs. You watch him climb out to the fire escape, already feeling your heart clench, missing him.

“Diego.” You call him before he could leave. “Be careful.”

Diego pauses and looks at you, taking the time to enter your apartment again and walks towards you. He hooks a hand on the back of your neck and pulls you for a kiss. His lips meet yours in a desperate, urgent kiss as you melt in his arms.

“I’ll be back,” He murmurs, touching your forehead to his. This time, you don’t fight the tears that flood your eyes and run across your cheeks.

A nod of your head and, before you know it, he’s gone.

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It’s a few days later that you hear from Diego again. You’re leaving your shift at work, arms crossed to protect yourself from the cold wind, when you feel your phone vibrate inside your pocket. Your heart jumps when you see Diego’s contact on the screen.

“Well, that was sooner than I expected.” You answer it, smiling. Diego says your name with a shaky voice and you know something is not right. “Diego? Are you okay?”

“No.” He breathes. “Listen, where are you?”

“I just left work, why?” Panic starts bubbling in your chest and you stop walking. “What’s going on?”

“I-I just need you to kn-know–” He curses when someone calls his name on the other side of the call. “I-I love you.”

Your heart skips a beat and you smile, tears water your eyes. Your voice is just a whisper as you speak. “Really?”

Diego says your name once more, his voice louder this time. “I’ll be back for you, okay? I promise! We’re going to fix this!”

“Wait, what are you talking about?” You frown, confusion written all over your face as the line went dead. “Diego?!”

You don’t have time to process what he said, a scream interrupting your train of thoughts. When you turn around you see something you thought you’d only see in movies.

A huge wave of fire comes towards you and the last thing you see is a flash of white.

tags: @adikaofmandalore @yespolkadotkitty @forever-rogue

#diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves #the umbrella academy #diego hargreeves fanfic #the umbrella academy fanfic #the umbrella academy x reader #david castañeda #myfic #this is trash I KNOW #private

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pepperf · 1 year

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I posted 1,294 times in 2022

That's 325 more posts than 2021!

192 posts created (15%)

1,102 posts reblogged (85%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@ponyregrets

@bethanyactually

@wheresmytowel

I tagged 1,172 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#the umbrella academy - 262 posts

#tua - 259 posts

#diego hargreeves - 225 posts

#lila pitts - 162 posts

#dielila - 140 posts

#diego/lila - 138 posts

#david castañeda - 71 posts

#tua s3 - 59 posts

#tua s3 spoilers - 48 posts

#tua fanfic - 48 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#''and i listen to the sound / of the trucks as they move down / out on 95 / and pretend that it's the ocean / comin' down to wash me clean''

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283 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

Hey, parts of North London I know well! So the places they visited in today’s Dracula Daily entry are all still there, and relatively unchanged since Victorian times I think, aside from the first:

Jack Straw’s Castle:

This is a massive white-painted pub at the top of Hampstead hill, now closed. In Stoker’s time, the building looked like this:

It was badly damaged during the Blitz, and rebuilt in the 60s. The current building looks like this:

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385 notes - Posted September 26, 2022

My dearest darlingest TUA fic writers and fan artists: let me start off by saying that I love you all, I do, without bias or judgement, and I appreciate all the hard work that you put into whatever it is that makes your little hearts go pitty-pat.

That said, I have noticed an alarming trend recently: Diego is shrinking! He is getting smaller and smaller, in every lineup and fic description, inch by inch he is getting more and more petite, and I begin to fear that, at this rate, by this time next year he will have vanished entirely.

So, for your edification, I have put together this handy-dandy height reference chart for the Hargreeves siblings:

See how Diego (all 5′11¼ delicious inches of him) stands, taller than his sister Allison (5′8′‘), just slightly shorter than his sibling Klaus (an even 6′), and on a par with his brother Ben (5′11′‘)? See how he towers above his littlest siblings, Viktor (5′1′’) and Five (5′7′’ but still growing if he’ll only cut back on the caffeine)! See how he’s only a few inches shorter than his tallest brother, Luther (6′4′’)! Let us celebrate him, tall, proud, and erect (no, wait, wrong kind of fic...), and lofty!

I thank you for your consideration.

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1,272 notes - Posted June 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

A love letter to the co-conspiritors

They have many names—beta reader, friend, Oh Fuck You—but you know who they are: they're the person who is as rabid as you about a ship or a character, the one you DM with your most twisted headcanons, the one who agrees that YES, he SHOULD be tied to a chair and slapped in the face—that she SHOULD be allowed a little tragic backstory, as a treat—that they SHOULD be roommates who are secretly pining for one another...the one who hashes out with you, at past midnight, how soon is reasonable for people with superpowers to have sex after one of them has been shot in the leg.

They’re the person who reads your fic before you send it to anyone else, and raves with you about that plot point that you COULDN’T WAIT for them to reach, or points out where you’ve forgotten that they were at the bar, not the library, so you need to remove the reference to book stacks, or pokes you to finish the goddamn next chapter because they want to read it, okay?

Fandom would not exist without them. They enable and encourage. Some of them are also fic writers, and you get to enable them right back. Some of them create fan art, or meta, or text post edits, or run prompt fests, or edit wikis...some of them are simply just as in love with the same thing that you are and want to feed the squee.

If you’re lucky enough to have someone like this in your life, you’ll know how much impact they have. It’s different to getting comments and kudos (wonderful though those are!), because they come in before the fic is finished, sometimes even before it’s started, and say ‘yes, do it!’. The fact that I've written so much for Community and The Umbrella Academy is completely down to @bethanyactually and @wheresmytowel respectively, and I count myself incredibly lucky to have them both in my life (and not just for all this, but also because they’re both incredibly lovely and smart and fun).

It was Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day yesterday (Aug 21st), and it made me think that we should also give a shoutout to the co-conspiritors, because without them, an awful lot more fic writers would be stress-scrolling through tumblr instead of working on their WIP, and there’d be so much less fic in the world.

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