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mayfieldss · 2 years

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Lucky - Diego Hargreeves

Warnings: Language, mentions of blood, violence, injured reader.

AN: Some scrap of best boy Diego idk.

"It's okay to cry, honey" The words of Diego, your partner in crime burned against the silence as he tended to your wound. He knew it hurt, more than you would admit, and he was trying his best to be gentle, but when tending to that of a bullet wound, such things came to be difficult.

"Don't patronize me Diego"

"I'm not patronizing you" Your leg screamed, pain ripping at your thigh with the force of a thousand stray cats hungry for a fight, but you were still just as feisty as you'd always been. Diego loved that about you, but it certainly made you hard to help. "You know, I could just leave you here to bleed out and die".

Diego watched your face contort in both pain and contemplation, "Your big boy hero complex is too strong for that". God, you made it hard to like you, yet somehow, Diego did.

"I don't have a big boy hero complex".

Diego listened to you snort as he wiped the blood from your leg. He was surprised at how you let him help you, having expected the all too famous 'I'm fine, I can do it myself'. He was beyond shocked you hadn't broken his nose yet, and that was nowhere near an exaggeration.

"You do have a hero complex, it's ninety percent of your personality Hargreeves".

"Okay," Diego admitted, allowing himself a small nod "I might have something of a hero complex, but isn't ninety percent of me".

Diego hadn't expected the smile that formed on your lips despite your pain. He knew you were trying your best to stay calm, despite the situation and he tried his best to stay composed himself.

"Seventy percent".

"How about thirty percent?" as much as he hated giving into your teases, Diego couldn't help himself. If a bargain would take your mind off the bullet in your thigh, the blood pouring from your body, so be it.

"How about fifty?" You still held your smile, but your voice was shaky with pain, as was expected in the least.

"Okay so maybe fifty percent of me is a hero complex, so what?" Diego glanced down at your injury, barely visible through smudges of blood. He tried his best not to panic at the sight, but it really was a lot.

"Tell me the truth Diego, how bad is it?".

"How would you feel if I told you a hospital trip might be in order?".

There was a short silence before a loud groan escaped your lips, making Diego wince. He knew what you would be thinking, the exact same as him. He'd made up a story in his head, what they would tell the nurses and doctors when they headed in to get you stitched up.

"You have the worst kind of luck"

Your eyes were still screwed up tight, head resting on the wall of the alley you lay in. "Don't you think I know that Diego?".

"Okay" Diego let out a huff, his efforts to fix you up doing no good for either of you. "Get in the car, we're going to the emergency room".

You groaned in response but allowed Diego to assist you to the vehicle. He knew well enough you would never hitch a ride in an ambulance so, Diego braced himself for a week of cleaning your blood off his seats.

The drive there was not easy, every bump in the road causing you to yelp out in pain despite yourself, but soon enough Diego was slamming on the brake, your destination no more than a few feet away.

"Can I have some help over here?" He knew you hated the attention, the eyes of those that most likely had been waiting hours to see a doctor or even nurse, turning in the direction of his voice only to catch sight of someone who no doubt would be attended to before them.

You left a trail of blood in your wake as you were moved to a private room, as to which nurses set to work on professionally fixing up your wound. Diego couldn't deny that he'd made a mess of it.

"Sir?" a nurse turned, facing Diego with the politest of smiles. Her blonde hair tied back in a bun, uniform pristine white. Diego thought she looked like something from a horror movie. The untrustworthy doctor’s assistant that led you to your death. "Would you mind? This might hurt". The lady gestured toward your hand and Diego understood the assignment he had been given, though he wasn't sure you would let him carry it out. The nurse had clearly never met you, nor had to experience your wrath.

You must have seen his wary eyes, wondering if he should indeed follow through with what had been asked of him, because you grasped his hand quickly, tugging him over to you. "God just hold my hand, I'm not that scary".

"You most definitely are".

"Shut up- oh Jesus Christ!" The nurse without warning had begun rubbing at your wound with disinfectant, you squeezing Diego's hand tightly in response.

"What were you saying?" He couldn't help but tease, knowing you would do the exact same to him if the roles were reversed, though in truth he was just trying to cover for the fact that he wasn't used to seeing you in so much pain. It scared him, as much as he hated to admit it.

"I will stab you Hargreeves, I swear on my-" you were cut off again as the nurse once again gave no warning, starting upon sewing up the wound. A string of curse words left your lips, tears springing to your eyes that you couldn't push down any longer.

Placing his free hand on your shoulder Diego gave it a light squeeze. "Look at me, it won't hurt if you look at me".

You turned, locking eyes with the umbrella academy graduate only to release a low growl "It still fucking hurts Diego".

"Let me kiss it better". Diego puckered his lips at you, hoping for a laugh or even a smile to ease your pain, but of course you weren't that type of person.

"If you even try such a thing, I will burn your lips off".

Diego smirked at that, taking notice of how your time spent sending him fake threats took your mind off the pain. Soon enough, many curse words later, you were stitched up and told to wait for paperwork, a wheelchair, and the official go from the doctor. Diego stood beside you, still holding your hand despite it all being over. The best part was that you hadn't told him to let go.

"You, okay?" Diego let the question slip, watching as you nodded slowly eyeing your stitches.

"Thanks" The word came in a mumble, but Diego heard you just fine, trying to hide his smile as you avoided his gaze. Diego then let himself lean forward, pressing a short kiss to the top of your head. There was a silence to which Diego thought he would be beaten half to death for such an act, but you simply sat there still grasping his hand.

"My lips are still intact it seems".

You glanced his way, a small grumble escaping you "They won't be if you keep talking".

"Oh my god" Diego's eyes widened, the realisation dawning on him. "You liked that didn't you?".

You let out a small "No”, but he'd caught you appreciating his affections and had no intention of letting it go. It was the one time when he hadn't been beaten half to death for caring about you, he wanted to make sure you knew how much that meant. He also wanted you to admit that you enjoyed such care.

"You like holding my hand".

"No, I don't".

"Then why won't you let go?".

There was silence, you avoiding his gaze once again before you heaved a sigh.

"If I admit that I don't despise you, will leave me alone?".

Diego nodded, smile on his lips "I don't think you want me to leave you alone, but sure".

You were quiet for a moment, looking toward the white basin in the corner of the room "I like holding your hand Diego Hargreeves, but you better not let it go to your head".

"Too late for that sweetheart" Diego was grinning from ear to ear, eyeing you closely, and for a mere second, he swore he saw a smile threatening to spill upon your own lips. This he didn't mention however, believing you'd had enough teasing for today. In a few days from now, Diego would bring it up again, but for now he was content with the fact that maybe you liked him just as much as he did you.

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AN: it's unedited scrap hour

TAGLIST GENERAL: @heliads @candywh0r3 @caplanreads

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Hi! this is the anon feom that post!!

Could you do the fic with Diego? sorry that I didn't specify earlier.

sure honey! and it's totally fine, dw about it <3

🕊 - send me a character and as much information about yourself as you’d like and i’ll write a blurb about what i think your relationship with that character would be like!

There was nothing you loved more than spending time alone with Diego. It didn't matter what you would doing - you could be talking till midnight, playing a board game, or just doing your own thing in the pleasance of each other's company, as you are right now.

You sighed contentedly, snuggling against his side and burying your nose in your book. His arm came around you and he rubbed your shoulder, planting a kiss on the top of your head.

"Whatcha reading?" he asked.

"They Both Die at the End," you told him.

"That sounds depressing."

"Yeah. I like sad books."

Diego hummed in reply. "Is it good?"

"Mhm."

"Maybe I'll read it when you're finished."

"You should!" you said happily. "It's sad but it's so beautifully written."

There was a moment of comfortable silence before Diego spoke up again. "Oh! I almost forgot." He got up from the couch, earning a whine from you. "Don't worry, baby, I'll be right back. I'm just getting something."

You nodded reluctantly and allowed him to leave. True to his word, he was back momentarily, carrying a small stuffed frog with him. You gasped in delight as he handed it to you.

"I saw it while I was at the store the other day and knew you would love it so I had to get it for you." He smiled sheepishly.

"I love him!" you squealed. "I'm gonna name him Benjamin."

"That is a lovely name." He sat back down beside you and kissed your head.

"I know, that's why I picked it."

Diego smiled and leaned his head on top of yours. "I love you, (Y/N)."

You smiled back, hugging Benjamin close to your chest. "I love you too."

(fun fact: i actually have a stuffed frog named benjamin lmao-)

🍰 - send me as much information about yourself as you’d like and i’ll ship you with a character!

i could definitely see you with mcu!peter parker. you just both seem really soft and adorable and i think it would be really cute. i think he'd be really understanding of your anxiety and definitely want to help you in any way he can, so i think that would be really good for you.

i hope you enjoyed your fic and your ship baby!

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locke-writes · 2 years

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Mystery Character Drabble for The Umbrella Academy + “Panic, I would say my reaction is panic”, please?

Prompt: “Panic, I would say my reaction is panic”

Character: Diego Hargreeves

When you were growing up it was difficult to avoid any knowledge of the Hargreeves family. Everyone knew of the Umbrella Academy, with their posters plastered everywhere and nearly every news broadcast focusing on at least one Hargreeves story. Still, when you were a child you’d never thought that in your future you’d have fallen in love with a Hargreeves.

Diego and you had met when he was working a case in the days when he was still on the police force. He’d quite literally run into while chasing after a suspect. At first you’d thought he would have just left you be but a few minutes later he’d returned after finishing the chase and apologized for what occurred. You forgave him and told him he could buy you a coffee to make it up to you. You had been joking but he gave you his number, telling you to name the time and place, the rest was history.

Things are a bit different now, the two of you still in love with one another but Diego no longer with the police. You didn’t mind that so much, as long as he was happy, but you did mind his continual crime fighting. Running around in the dead of night acting as a vigilante was vastly different from being assigned cases and knowing your threat beforehand. It also was vastly different because instead of worrying about calls telling you Diego was in the hospital, you had to deal with him refusing to be dragged to one.

“You’ll be able to stitch me up and I’ll be fine!”

You shook your head, “I’m not one of your siblings, this is out of my element Diego and I think maybe a nurse or a doctor would be a better consultant.”

“Oh come on. What’s your reaction, your real reaction, because I’ve told you stories of worse.”

“You know, panic, I would say my reaction is panic! Because you were a child then Diego, with people around who knew what the hell they were doing.”

“Ok ok, look. Can we at least just bandage up the stab wound and then head to the hospital.”

“As long as you promise you’re actually going”

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#locke writes #the umbrella academy #diego hargreeves #the umbrella academy drabble #diego hargreeves drabble #diego hargreeves x reader

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sincerelyverena · 4 months

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. . . FANDOMS

› saltburn › jacob elordi › my chemical romance › the umbrella academy › aidan gallagher › barry keoghan

⇀ SALTBURN · oliver quick, felix catton...

req me for anything!

dividers made by @cafekitsune <33

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moonstruckloverwritings · 1 year

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Can I request Sparrow Ben x reader where they slept together (not smut). Diego is the protective brother so Ben uses the ‘I slept with your sister’ card to puss him off.

“I slept with your sister.” Sparrow! Ben x (f)Reader.

I don’t have a lot to go off so it’ll have to be short but I hope you enjoy anyway!

They hadn’t known the sparrow Ben that long and while he looked like their Ben, they were nothing alike. It was starting to get on Diego’s nerves. The whispering. The giggling. It drove him up the wall to see his sister being flirty with such an ass like him. She could’ve picked any one else. Anyone but him. Hell, he tried to kill them when they first met and she’s acting like none of that happened.

As his sister got up to go get something to drink, Diego took his stand. He marched up to Ben with a glare.

“What do you think you’re doing with my sister? She’s been through enough and doesn’t need some dickweed like you playing with her feelings.”

Ben glared back at him. “What I do and what she does is none of your business. What? You disappear on her for years like you did the rest of your family and now you want to come in and play the big brother card? Eat shit.”

By this time Diego was fuming. He grabbed bens collar and pulling him in ready to yell at him but it didn’t intimidate Ben. “Listen you little shit, I-“

Ben cut him off, “No, you listen. There’s nothing you can do. She would pick me over someone who abandoned her and beats up anyone she likes. And what could you stop from happening anyway? I already slept with her.”

Diego at this point was ready to punch his lights out. He reared his fist back ready for it. “Diego!” His sister shouted. “Let go of him!” She continued. Diego sighed and let go of Ben who just knowingly smirked.

His sister didn’t hear what was said but apparently it wasn’t hard to figure out why Diego was ready to hit him. “I know you’re just worried but you can’t dictate my life. You’re gonna have to trust I can make these decisions on my own.”

Diego looked between them again still a little skeptic before he sighed. “Yeah, fine. But he slips up, you call me.” He said pulling out a dagger and flipping it as he walked off just to emphasize his point.

#drabble #short fiction #imagine #what if #diego hargreeves #ben hargreeves #tua netflix #tua fandom #tua x reader #tua fanfic #ben hargreaves x reader #x reader #x you #x y/n #the umbrella academy

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cas-kingdom · 2 years

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“What does the winner get?” TUA?

A/N: Set around the very beginning of S3.

“What does the winner get?”

“A big slice of ha, ha, loser to shove in the other’s face.”

“Then consider yourself pied.”

Diego expertly balanced the hotel room’s landline on Luther’s chest. “Twenty,” he whispered victoriously.

Your mouth fell open and you shot your brother a look that most certainly disagreed with his words. “That is not twenty. Your last number was seventeen.”

“Deaf as well as a sore loser? Oh-ho, sis, you’ve got it good.” Diego grinned, the tip of his tongue sticking from between his teeth as he meticulously perched a coffee mug on Luther’s knee. “Twenty-one.”

Luther shifted slightly in his sleep, a graceful snort interrupting his snores. You and Diego held your breaths as a menu and a couple teabags fell to the floor. When he relaxed again with a smack of his lips, you picked up the menu and put it back on his ankle with a proud smile.

“Uh-huh, no, that doesn’t count. It dropped, hence a minus, not a plus.” Diego pointed a finger in your chest. “Don’t cheat.”

“Speak for yourself, knife-boy. You know, we started this as a team. Twenty-three.”

“Allison says our competitive natures clash. Thirty.”

“Swindler!” Your harsh whisper almost roused Luther again, as well as Five and Klaus, who were sharing a bunk bed on the other side of the room. Luther was stretched across a cot that just about fit his sasquatch-ness, and Diego had resorted to a couch opposite. You had set up camp with Vanya and Allison in the second room you’d rented, but the latter was currently on a plane back home to see her daughter and the former had gone on a wander around the massive hotel. You hadn’t wanted to be alone, so you’d joined the boys in their room, and after a barrage of emotion hindering your sleep schedule, Diego had pulled you into a game that consisted solely of seeing who could balance the most random objects on your sleeping brother.

As to be expected, considering your current argument, neither of you were quite sure who was winning. What you were extremely certain of, was that propping a glass of water—Diego’s pride had blown the roof on that one—on the sleeping giant’s stomach had been a stupid idea.

Diego caught the twitch of Luther’s nostril just as the man sneezed. Of course, everything on him went flying, but it was the water that woke him up in a panicky mess, way too sleep-hazed to notice you and Diego as you made a break for the couch.

“Shi—shit,” Luther breathed out, arms raised above him as he attempted to figure out why he was wet and surrounded in hotel object carnage. You and Diego had successfully hidden your guilt, Diego lying straight and stiff on the couch while you substituted the lack of space for his chest. You lay half on him and half hanging off the edge of the couch, your eyes squeezed shut in attempt to maintain your sleepy innocence.

“Did I...piss myself?” Luther’s bleary words pierced the quietude of the room and Diego had to hide his snort. You jolted slightly as his chest heaved with suppressed laughter.

“The fuck’s the noise?” Each letter enunciated by Five was strung together in a slow, sleep-deprived sentence as he sat up in the top bunk and glanced around, the exact image of a small kid. Klaus suddenly groaned in his sleep, grabbing a pillow and slamming it against his face.

“Go’way,” he mumbled. “Fi’mo’mins, Mom...”

“Uh...” Luther, who seemed far more awake now, frowned deeply, took one more look at the littered floor, and wisely deduced that he was dreaming. “Nothing,” he said, lying back down. “Man, I gotta stop drinking a litre before bed. These nightmares are getting wild.”

You decided then that if anything world-ending were to happen while your brothers were sleeping, you would all be well and truly dead.

You and Diego waited a good minute after Luther’s closing statement before letting loose the few laughs you’d been unable to swallow down.

“He’ll be so confused when he wakes with wet pants,” you whispered, lifting your head up to grin at Diego.

“Nothing he ain’t used to,” Diego assured you, which made you grimace. With a light chuckle, he lifted an arm above his head. “You,” he said as he used a finger to gently rub at the corner of your eye, “are running on empty, huh?”

You shrugged, barely cloaking a yawn at the reminder of the sleep you’d been missing out on for the past however long this shit had been going on. Before relocating to the boys’ room, you hadn’t been so sure you’d get any shut-eye tonight, but held in Diego’s arms now, you couldn’t think of anything you’d rather do.

“I think I’m okay for the end of the world,” you said.

Diego smiled and moved closer to the back of the couch, allowing you more space, though you didn’t relinquish his chest as your headrest, which he was more than fine with. “Try and get some sleep. You know Five’ll have us up at the crack of dawn, saving mankind ‘n all that.”

“Hmm.” You settled against your brother, closing your eyes and focusing on the blissfulness of silence. “Wait ‘til I tell him he looked like a kid woken from his lunchtime nap.”

“Oh, yeah. Don’t forget that. Humble him a bit.”

“I definitely won earlier, Di, didn’t I?”

Diego sent a tight-lipped smile to the ceiling. Older brother, end of the world, and all that. He could afford his sister some triumph.

“‘Course you did, babe,” he said.

You definitely hadn’t.

TUA Masterpost

send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five

#the umbrella academy #TUA #Diego hargreeves #Diego x reader #Diego hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves #Luther hargreeves #five hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #Allison hargreeves #reader #reader fic #sister reader #sister!reader #teen!reader #mine #baby fic #Drabble

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assaily · 1 year

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Spotify Drabble: #27 👀

I hope that's a good one for you. If that's a bad one do #13 and if that's bad do #(insert song you saw here while looking at 27 and 13 that made your brain perk up)

#27 was Black Out Days by Phantogram which is Howling's first chapter title song. #13 was Happyface by Alaskalaska so I went with that one. Not sure how I got to therapy (which automatically meant Rob for Shark), but i think it had something to do with the line 'Go and write me a list and tell me how you've got issues' and me interpreting the song to be about wanting and accepting love to find happiness.

For context, this would take place in the Shark-continuity where A5 finally gets therapy from his timeline's rob, about a year and some change after going home.

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“Diego,” Five called from the other end of the hall.

Diego stopped, turning back as Five appeared behind him, holding a clipboard and pen. “I’m supposed to ask you guys if I’m not sure,” he said.

“What?”

“Would you say I’m jumpy or easily startled?”

“What?” Diego asked again, baffled.

“Or would you say I’m more–” Five squinted at the paper on the board and read carefully. “Super alert and-or watchful and guarded?” He looked back up to Diego, expression expectant and oddly unreadable.

“Uh, the second one. Definitely.”

Five hummed, nodding to himself as he marked the paper. “Agreed.”

“What are you doing?”

“Homework,” he answered so easily the lack of context and how that sounded because of it had probably missed him. Until he caught the way Diego smirked at him for it. “It’s for Rob, dumbass,” he snapped, scowling.

“Oh, right,” Diego put his hands up in mock surrender. The little weirdo sometimes struggled to admit it was therapy for his own good, but Diego was doing his damndest to be as nice about it as possible. “Any other questions I can answer?”

He was still scowling as he flipped through the pages on the clipboard. “No,” he said, then blinked away.

#short and simple but i hope you like it :)#tua #the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #diego hargreeves #thank you for the ask #my fics #tua drabbles

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pepperf · 2 years

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Wednesday 100 writing challenge

She'd not felt this alive since Vienna, 1786. The candlelight; the people; the waltz, newly-invented and scandalous; the planned assignation…

Blood thrummed beneath her skin, fast and urgent, as she waited breathlessly in the shadows.

The door opened, and he stepped out. She watched as he paused, taking in the night with watchful eyes. He startled when she moved, and then smiled.

"Hey, Lila."

She slid into his welcoming arms, pressing her face into his neck. "I'm sorry, Diego."

"For what?" His cheek against her hair.

She sighed, regret and excitement mixed. Felt the pull as her teeth extended. "This."

#wednesday100 #vampire AU #diego hargreeves #lila pitts #diego/lila #dielila #tua #the umbrella academy #drabble #might do some more of these #but not this evening bc I have to write something else rn #vampires

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lilacliquors · 5 months

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welcome to lilacliquors's

to ring in the holidays, it's 12 holiday theme prompts!

rules + relevant info below the cut!

unlike kinktober, this event is open to everyone and will feature 12 fluffy prompts to give us some holiday cheer

the 12 days start on december 13th and will go until the 24th, and because we only have 12 prompts, these may be longer than the kinktober drabbles

these prompts are based off of the songs they're named after / have lyrics from! yes it's cute and also it gives me a prompt to work with, so they'll be out faster than the kinktober ones <3

because we have only 12 days, i'll only write for a character once. i know we might all wanna see our faves doing every fluffy holiday activity, but we gotta share the love here

like kinktober, if you enjoyed a prompt and want longer versions, or perhaps you want that same prompt with a different character, i'll be more than happy to write it over the holidays!

i write afab reader only. however, with these being in general fluff prompts and not smut, there is a much higher chance they'll be more gender neutral

i will be tagging all posts with #12 days of ficmas, #ficmas2023, #lilacliquorsficmas, #character name fluff, and #character name ficmas so easier navigation or for tag blocking purposes

the list for my characters can be found here

make sure to check back to this post to see which prompts have been claimed!

day one: walking in a winter wonderland - steve harrington

day two: rocking around the christmas tree - steve rogers

day three: i saw mommy kissing santa claus - soldier boy

day four: dreaming of a white christmas - bi-han

day five: last christmas - diego hargreeves

day six: baby it's cold outside - johnny cage

day seven: christmas wrapping - homelander

day eight: all i want for christmas is you - poe dameron

day nine: santa baby - miguel o'hara

day ten: jingle bell rock - soap mactavish

day eleven: let it snow - tomas vrbada (smoke)

day twelve: the most wonderful time of the year - billy butcher

#johnny cage x reader #mk1 x reader #homelander x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #billy butcher x reader #bi han x reader #syzoth x reader #poe dameron x reader #soldier boy x reader #12 days of ficmas #12 days of ficmas requests #ficmas 2023 #dawn.writes

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prismuffin · 1 year

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Hello! Hope you doing good my friend!

Can I request Luther Hargreeves x himbo male reader. It can be headcanons or one-shot I don't mind.

Don't feel pressured to do this I understand if you don't wanna write it. But if you do thank you!

-Mark🐻

A/n: MARK ONE OF MY FAVES ofc you can have a Luther Hargreeves x male reader fic🫶🫶 I chose headcanons but who knows maybe I'll do a little drabble with this idea too

Jacked Dumbasses

Luther Hargreeves x male!himbo!reader (Headcanons)

( summary: you’re a himbo Luther keeps seeing at the gym and he can’t help but gain a crush on you from afar [headcanons] )

Warnings?: Light swearing, two golden retriever boyfriends, readers kinda a gym bro

!more under the cut!

Pre-Relationship Tingz:

-The first time Luther ever saw you was at his local gym

-The first thing he noticed was how jacked you were, obviously

-as a gym bro himself he respected your grind and found himself watching you whenever he took breaks

-he started to notice more things about you besides your muscles like, well, your face, specifically how attractive he found you. But when he'd first started finding you attractive he would just brush it off as him having a little but of envy even though he was bigger than you (muscle wise)

-when he started noticing himself becoming sad whenever you didn't show up to the gym that week he knew he was in deep shit

-^started looking forward to gym days even more just knowing that he could see you

-one day you guys happened to have lockers near each other in the changing rooms.

-Que flustered Luther trying not to stare and do double takes as he sees you in nothing but a towel

-^You noticing Luther's stares OH SHI-

-^^Him immediately throwing out some random question to make it seem as though he just turned to ask you something.

-"Do you think fish get thirsty?" "...Probably, but then they could just open their mouths and get a drink...damn fish are really living on a different level."

-Thank god you entertained his stupid random question.

-Since that day whenever you spot Luther you'll give him a big smile, wave, maybe make some small talk

-Giving Luther your Instagram after a while of being gym bros

-^Him playing it cool but completely freaking out when you leave

-^^HE DIDNT EVEN HAVE AN INSTAGRAM???? WTF IS AN INSTAGRAM???

With the help of Allison, Diego, and Klaus (Yes, it took that many people) he finally makes an Instagram account and adds you. After basically stalking your Instagram he finally decides to shoot you a DM telling you that it was Luther

-and so, the both of you started talking in and out the gym which eventually led to the two of you becoming friends

-You were the first one to ask the other to hang out. As Luther was spotting you, you'd just asked him if he wanted to get drinks with you later that night. He deadass almost dropped the barbell.

-He was very nervous to hang out with you outside of a gym setting but it didn't turn out as terrible as he thought. I mean he freaked out a little bit when he woke up in your bed but you assured him that nothing had happened between the both of you, he was just such a lightweight that he ended up blacking out so you had to carry him home.

-^Hold the fuck up, did you just say you CARRIED HIM????

-He asked if he did anything bad and you just told him that he ranted a ton about the moon and his dad and then started crying. But you helped him calm down and got him back to your apartment so that he could rest.

-^^He was very embarrassed but was glad that you had his back

Relationship Tingz:

-Super touch starved so he adores hugs from you, especially if you lift him up.

-You're both very macho men so doing things like cuddling can be a little difficult for the both of you, specifically because of Luther's mutation.

-^Still you do often show him that it's not impossible by allowing him to be the little spoon or carrying him to bed when he's too tired

-You guys cuddling together turns into two grown buff men just sprawled out in all directions on the bed, it truly is a sight to see.

-His love language is Physical Touch and Words of Affirmations so he's almost always touching you in some way

-Loves it when you kiss his jaw and forehead

-If you're somehow taller than him he'll just be infatuated with you even more

-He's very impressed by your strength and vice versa. It's both a blessing and a curse for the both of you.

-Things constantly breaking in the apartment from your clumsiness and him not knowing his own strength at times.

-^He's broken the microwave and washing machine doors multiple times whenever he tries to use either of them after waking up.

-^^One time he felt super guilty about breaking the microwave and you didn't want him to feel bad so you told him it was fine and that it was a completely normal thing that can happen, (it's really not), and you showed him this...by breaking your toaster, just smashing it and then going "See?? Happens all the time." :)

-You guys having compliment wars where you'll go back and forth about who's stronger, prettier, funnier, etc.

-You both tend to get very excited over little things and it just makes the entire relationship more wholesome. One time you saw a frog at the park while the two of you were on a walk and you guys spent 10 minutes gushing over the frog and taking pictures of and with it.

-He loves seeing you happy cause it makes him happy and seeing him happy makes you super happy which in turn makes him extremely happy, its just one big happy cycle.

-When he tells you he has superpowers you were actually very hype about it. You asked him what it was and when he said super strength you thought he was just making a joke about being really strong since the both of you work out a lot. He eventually had to just prove it to you by like throwing a car and punching through a brick wall without any consequences. After he bent a post-light into a balloon dog shape you believed him. The rest of that night was filled with him doing a ton of cool stuff with his powers to make you laugh. Yes, there may have been tons of vandalism but at least it was all super cool to watch.

-He was hesitant on you meeting his family for many, many different reasons but when you did finally meet them they were shocked and yet they were expecting exactly this at the same time. Klaus was pretty much just like "Yep. This is what I expected." Though he was very fascinated with your muscles which you were more than happy to show off, flexing and such as he pokes your biceps which made Luther pull you back a bit. Viktor and Allison were very happy for Luther while Diego and Five were just shocked that there was someone out there even dumber than Luther. Of course Ben was also just happy for his brother :) ...but he was also questioning how anyone could be dumber than Luther. Diego tries to tease you but stuff just flies over your head and Allison just finds the whole thing so adorable.

-Because of your physique you often get girls and some men coming up to you for compliments or asking for your number. Luther tends to get jealous very easily but a simple kiss on the cheek and a hug can knock him out of that state pretty quickly. At times you're oblivious to the flirting and usually Luther is too, but when it hits him that a person is flirting with you he'll get very anxious and triggered and he'll end the conversation as quickly as possible and he'll be very touchy with you afterwards. You usually won't notice the switch in attitude since he's already a very touchy person so you don't think much of it when he pulls you a bit closer, you'll just hug him tighter and smile at him which unknowingly calms him down.

-Overall, the two are a couple of jacked dumbasses but that's fine. At least you both care and love each other :)

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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I LOVE your writing so much and I was just wondering if you’d be interested in writing a diego hargreeves x gender neutral reader, where reader is really insecure and doesn’t think they’re good enough for him so diego comforts and reassures them about their relationship with him (sorry if that doesn’t make sense I’m super sleep deprived rn), I totally understand if you don’t wnna write it, have a good day/night :)

I am so sorry this took so long, i kept putting it off bc i was worried it wouldn't be good enough, but it's here now anyway, ily.

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Always - Diego Hargreeves

You couldn't remember when you'd begun to doubt yourself, or your relationship with Diego. It just started, the thoughts of your relationship, lingering and dark, opinions of your worthiness for him, replaying against your mind at late hours of the night.

You loved the man wholeheartedly, the way he made you feel unmatched to any other, but there were things you questioned on days when you sat on social media for too long, or your eyes lingered to someone on the street who was something you were not.

You'd thought about telling him, the concept of confessing your insecurities to Diego a much thought-over topic, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. What if that little voice in your head was right, and what if in discussing such things, Diego agreed, maybe deciding he was better off on his own? But you knew he loved you, he told you continuously, every day before he left for work, every night before you went to sleep. Still, there were other words on your mind that you heard on the same loop. Your own doubts and fears.

You'd managed to suppress how you felt for a while, keeping the thoughts and feelings quiet for you to deal with on your own. However, as time passed, your concerns grew, and the pile of uncertainties in your mind rose until things began to tumble. And when things start breaking down, people begin to notice.

"Hey, something's up with you," Diego pauses the motion removing his jacket, sitting beside you on the couch. "Tell me about it?" His voice is gentle, question not demanding in the slightest, you love him for that, but you can't bring yourself to do what he asks.

"I'm fine Diego, how was your day?"

Diego moves from beside you on the couch, opting to kneel in front of you instead. You know this tactic, the way he gets you to look at him.

"More importantly, how was your day?" He ignores your question entirely, putting it back on you like a pro. Unluckily for Diego, you're just as good at deflecting.

"It was fine, d'you want coffee?" You stand, resting a gentle hand on Diego's shoulder as you move past him to the kitchen. The most efficient way to keep everything packed inside is to not get caught up in his sweet eyes.

"Hey, hey, wait." He's up on his feet now too, following you, and you have to admit, it's annoying how he won't let it go. "Talk to me, baby."

There's no escaping him or this situation you realise because with every lie he sees through you like glass. "What do you want to talk about?" You keep your back to him still, despite feeling yourself giving in. If you don't look at him, perhaps you can hold out a little longer.

"I wanna talk about you, and whatever's going on in that beautiful head of yours."

You scoff, trying your best to seem as though you're busy with coffee, even though it's four o'clock in the afternoon and you are sure as hell you don't need it. "I told you I'm okay, Diego."

"No, you're not." He's persistent. You'll give him that. "You're not smiling like usual. You've stopped doing all your cute, quirky shit, and you won't even look at me."

"What cute, quirky shit?"

You can hear Diego let out a breath from behind you, and you feel his arms snake around your waist, pulling you close to him. "The rambling and the random humming."

You frown, "I don’t ramble."

Diego chuckles, and you can feel the vibrations of it through your back. "Oh, yes, you do. I get you started on something, and you're on it for hours." He takes a breath, and you feel that too. It runs right through you. "And that's not a negative thing, I love it when you ramble, which is why I hate it that you've stopped."

He's getting to you, breaking your walls down with each sweet word, and you have to pull away before the glass breaks. You shuffle yourself out of his arms, even when you feel cold doing so. "You don't like when I ramble, and you don't like it when I hum or fidget-"

"Who told you that?" Diego cuts you off. The frown on his face seems genuinely defensive as if he's ready to fight whoever has spread what he deems to be misinformation.

"Nobody Diego. Nobody told me, I just know."

"What'd you mean, you just know?" He takes a step forward, trying to meet you in the middle. You move back.

"I just know that I'm not good enough for you." It slips out before you can stop it, words hanging in the air like a model plane, suspended from a kids’ bedroom ceiling.

"Who the fuck told you that?" Diego looks utterly confused, though he always is.

"Nobody, it’s just—it's a feeling that I have." It's embarrassing to say aloud, and your body responds by shrinking into itself, one arm folded over your body, the other hand hiding your face. You feel sick, and you can sense the tears burning behind your eyes.

"Baby," You hear Diego move forward, heavy boots clunky angst the floorboards. "Hey, look at me."

"You're a fucking hero Diego, you have superpowers for god’s sake." You refuse to look at him, you can't. "I'm just—me."

"And I love you," Diego reaches to touch you and you move back, turning away. One touch from him and the floodgates will open. You can't put that on him, guilt trip him into staying with you forever.

"Hey, No. Don't do that." Diego captures you in his arms, your back pressed to his chest. "I love you, and you mean more to me than some stupid ability to throw shit. I fucking love you."

You try to hide a sniffle with a deep breath, hands still over your eyes. You think if you keep them there, you can trap the tears inside.

"Hey, are you hearing me?" Diego's voice is soft, gentle and so reassuring that you could get lost in it. "How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me? What can I do to make you believe me?"

All you do is shake your head. it doesn't make sense to do so, but right now words aren't your strong point. Diego kisses the back of your head, then your neck, and your shoulder. He's trying to make you laugh, smile, say something, and you know it.

"If it's between the both of us, I think I'm the one that doesn't deserve you, okay?" You sniffle again, a breathy chuckle passing through your lips. "Don't you laugh at that baby, I'm being serious."

You know he is, and even if you find it hard to believe, it does make you feel better. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't you do that either." Diego turns you around, pulling you in for a hug. "No apologising."

You hug him back because it's all you can think of to do, and you find your spirits lifting, even despite your doubts.

"I need you to make me a promise," Diego gives you a squeeze, words muttered into your hair.

"Okay."

He pulls back, just enough so that he can see your face as he takes it in his hands. "You promise me that if you ever feel like that again, you come to me. We'll talk it out, and every time I'll tell you just how many people I would kill for you."

He smiles and you try to mimic the expression. The honesty in his voice silences the racing of your mind for the minute, and you feel comfortable with yourself again.

"Now give me a kiss."

You laugh at that but do as he says before he brings you in for another hug, squeezing you so tight you can hardly breathe. It feels great, losing your breath over him, and you'll happily do it again and again, knowing that he feels the same.

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Hello, can I have a 🕊 with diego hargreeves from TUA please?

I'm 5'2, INFJ, shy but becomes quite chaotic after becoming comfortable

I grew up listening to rock and pop punk but have slowly transitioned to pop and classical

I enjoy alone time a lot and get frustrated when I don't get some time to myself, will go a long way just to avoid crowds

I enjoy reading, going to art galleries, bookstores, walking around the city

my love language is acts of service

will 100% tell diego I'll stab whoever hurts him when i have ZERO skills in self-defence

omg short gang!! i am also 5'2 hehe. i hope you enjoy your fic lovey, you sound adorable! 🤍🦢

🕊 - send me a character and as much information about yourself as you’d like and i’ll write a blurb about what i think your relationship with that character would be like!

"Give me their name." You stare up at Diego, determined to make whomever messed up his Starbucks order pay.

Your boyfriend sighs, running a hand over his face. "Baby, please, I don't even remember. Plus, what are you gonna do? Kick them in the shins?"

"Yes!" you say stubbornly. "Getting kicked in the shins hurts."

Diego holds back a laugh, shaking his head. "(Y/N/N), I don't even care. It was just a messed up order."

"Well I care. They hurt my Diego, and for that they will pay."

"They didn't hurt me, babe. You gotta chill out."

You pout, slumping down. "I just wanna protect you for once!" you whine, leaning against his shoulder. "You're always out fighting bad guys and saving the world. I wanna do something for you."

"Aw, baby..." He kisses you softly. "You don't have to protect me. I love you for who you are, a short little loner who cannot fight for the life of her."

You smile a bit. "And I love you for who you are, Walmart Batman."

Diego frowns. "Walmart Batman?"

"Five has some creative insults."

Diego shook his head, laughing. "Apparently so."

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locke-writes · 1 year

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Hey! May I request a drabble/fic with the prompt “Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”  for Diego Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy) please? Thank you so much!!

Diego thought he'd been doing what was right keeping information from you, he thought it was for your own protection. When he went from cop to vigilante he had no one else looking out for him, no back up, and it just seemed better that the news stories that kept popping up after his nightly crime fighting should be ignored by you. Now with the apocalypse looming it seemed the same situation, better for you to be left completed unawares.

He didn't want you to worry, didn't want you to spend each day tiptoeing around like the world was going to fall out from beneath your feet. This was love, he thought, wanting to keep people from harm and from fear. It didn't even occur to him that in this way he was keeping you at arms length. Not sharing all of himself left you thinking there were other things he wasn't telling you, secrets that if they came out, you would be destroyed.

"Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes. Feels like you're in completed avoidance of me now. I don't know when this change came but it's here and if you want out of this relationship then you can say so now."

"I don't want out of this relationship" he says, the first thing that really comes to mind after you've spoken. He's processing the rest of what you've said, realizing that his attempts have been misconstrued.

There's still a question of whether he wants to fully come clean, and he doesn't, not really. He fears your worry or your wanting to help which in situations that aren't life or death he would be willing to accept. It's panic, fear, rising up within him as he scrambles to attempt to right the many wrongs he's accrued with the last weeks, or maybe even more depending on how long you've felt this way. He thinks he's an idiot for not seeing it sooner, for not realizing it sooner.

You nod, staring at him, watching as his thoughts reflect in his face, "You don't have to tell me everything, but I need to know some things. Anything to keep the worry from overwhelming me."

"I'm sorry" he whispers, there's a hollowness to his voice, a distance as the breath as been taken from him by the thought that here and now you thought he was over this, that what you had together was unimportant.

He was a fool, although he'd never say that out loud knowing you'd wholeheartedly agree. How he was to address all the dangers that he was subject to he would need to think but he knew this had to change, if you were believing it was the end then, you might believe it once again in the future. He did not want to risk losing you to danger, and he did not want to lose you because of his own stubbornness.

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yanderetheumbrellaacademy · 7 months

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MASTERLIST

UPDATED: Feb 19, 2024 * = NSFW

Umbrella Academy

Luther Hargreeves | Number 1

When They Get Jealous

Diego Hargreeves | Number 2

When They Get Jealous Can't Help My Jealousy

Lila Pitts

When They Get Jealous Lila Pitts Headcanons

Allison Hargreeves | Number 3

Yandere! Headcanons When They Get Jealous

Klaus Hargreeves | Number 4

I Can't Do This Tattoos Klaus Getting Tattoos for his Beloved When They Get Jealous Klaus Hargreeves Headcanons

Five Hargreeves | Number 5

Yandere! Five Headcanons I'll Gouge their Eyes Break Your Legs Overprotective Five You're a Killer More! Yandere Five Headcanons Different Timeline Jealous Headcanons Dance w/ Me Stoner Drabble Reader killed a girl [Drabble] Sweet Dreams Are Made of These Serial Killer Reader When They Get Jealous Drunk Five [Headcanons & Oneshot]

Ben Hargreeves | Number 6

Jealous Ben When They Get Jealous

Viktor Hargreeves | Number 7

When They Get Jealous

Sparrow Academy

Marcus Hargreeves | Number 1

When They Get Jealous

Ben Hargreeves | Number 2

I Hate You Jealous Ben * Feel Your Insides * When They Get Jealous

Fei Hargreeves | Number 3

When They Get Jealous

Alphonso Hargreeves | Number 4

N/a

Sloane Hargreeves | Number 5

When They Get Jealous

Jayme Hargreeves | Number 6

When They Get Jealous

Christopher Hargreeves | Number 7

N/a

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sissytobitch10seconds · 1 year

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Seventeen Years

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy Summary: Five finds something in the back of his closet. Warnings: Canon trauma and PTSD Word Count: 1,014 Ship(s): Five Hargreeves & The Umbrella Academy

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A/N: So I got this off of a tumblr post I saw from @frozenwafflesagain and she very graciously allowed me to write a fanfiction about it! I just got this idea of Five in my head and then it wouldn't leave me alone. I hope that you all enjoy this little drabble and please remember, like all these fics, there's no editing! Thank you all for reading. Stay sissy and bitchy everyone <3

Five was sticky with blood as he stomped into his bedroom. He was pissed that he had to change again after trying so hard to just get what he needed figured out done so he could move onto the next step of his self-assigned plan. He didn’t want the Commission sticking their nose where it didn’t belong and yet they just couldn’t seem to help themselves.

He rucked off the vest and tossed in vaguely in the direction of his hamper as he made his way over to the wardrobe. He threw open the doors so that he could get another one of the infernal uniforms that he had had to wear now because it was the only thing he could find that would fit him. They were still hanging there like they had been a few hours prior, pressed and perfectly stitched by the robotic hand of their mother.

He grabbed one of them from the hanger, yanking it forward with the kind of petulant attitude that could only be created by an adolescent body and brain that was pumped full of hormones it didn’t understand yet. The anger that boiled inside of him was almost indescribable as he realized that he was yanking without it coming anywhere because it was stuck.

He threw the hanger down onto the ground and then dug into the back of his wardrobe to figure out what it was that was preventing him to get ready for his mission this time. He paused when he caught sight of the first shimmery piece of paper though, his hand fluttering in the air.

Five reached down and carefully picked up the item that the pantleg had been stuck on, settling back on his haunches. He lowered the box down into his lap as he processed what it was.

The wrapping paper was folded with perfect creases and the ribbon was still curled, though he could see where the scissors had caught on an uneven polymer. The little tag hanging off of the center where the ribbon met together underneath a bow said: To 5, From 2

This was purchased from before Diego had chosen, he realized as the air was stollen from his lungs. This was the present that he was supposed to get when they turned fourteen, the first October that he had spent in the apocalypse.

He collapsed on the baseboard of his wardrobe, pushing some of his shoes aside in the process so that he could fit. His fingers slipped underneath the tape that held the wrapping paper together, which was holding only because it had been shut out from the outside world for nearly seventeen years.

Inside was a plain looking book. When Five flipped it open, he saw that it was full of high quality graph paper that was all completely unmarked. The bottom even held a couple of lines in a square where notes about the day the equations were made and what they were could be written.

He turned around so that he was looking back into his wardrobe and noticed several more presents laid out. There were far more than there should have been for just the one year that he had been gone, but they were all wrapped with the signature traits that his siblings always wrapped things with and untouched.

He pulled them all out of the stack that they had been left in and tore them all open one by one. His arms couldn’t move fast enough as he reached for each new box and bag.

He didn’t notice the way that the pads of his fingers hurt from prying open taped shut cardboard boxes or running his fingers over the wrapping ribbon to get them off when he couldn’t figure out where they had been taped down. He didn’t notice the way that sobs forced their way out of his throat and into the open air of his ever unchanging bedroom with each gift that he pulled out and opened. He didn’t notice the way that tears streaked down his face and stained the front of a stuffed bear holding a knife or the front of a book by his favorite philosopher.

By the time that he finished opening each of the gifts that he had been squirreled away in the back of his closet, he had a mountain of wrapping paper, bows, ribbons, and tissue paper next to him along with an assortment of gifts to go along with them. There was a good deal of nice notebooks, ranging from the graph paper one he had opened from Diego to a set of six spiral bound ones in each of the siblings’ favorite colors. There was a handful of stuffed animals that were all strange enough that Five would have found them amusing enough to keep around. There was a set of beautiful fountain pens, as well as a thick block of chalk that he could use on his walls. He also had several books full of his favorite type of stories and studies, something that his siblings all knew he would enjoy.

They had intended to give him these gifts when he came back. They had been counting on the fact that he was still out there somewhere, waiting to make a big entrance and prove their father wrong. They had wanted him back every single birthday that they had lived at the house. That much he knew without reading the books. The existence of the books in general was enough to strip him of all the weariness that the apocalypse had caused him to gain, to make him feel rubbed raw.

He loved his siblings more than the entire world. He had dedicated his entire life to getting back to them so that he could save them, after all. They had all seemed so apathetic and wary towards him when he came back that he had resigned himself to doing it without their help or support. After finding this cache of love and loyalty, though, one thing was perfectly clear.

They had missed him.

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ficnation · 9 months

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Thank you so much for the tag, hun! @drabbles-mc 💖 It made my day 🥰

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit! (unfortunately I don't think i know that many people 😭)

WIP Game

“Way Down We Go” Chapter 6: Facing the Strangers - Rick Grimes; Shane Walsh

“The Heart Wants What It Wants” Chapter 2: A Sweet Connection - Angel Reyes

“She” Chapter 4: The Secrets She Keeps - Angel Reyes

One More Ride - Daryl Dixon

The Cockroach: Chapter 3 - Negan Smith; Lucille Smith

Unexpected - Negan Smith

Just a Man - Joel Miller

Unnamed Project 1 - Diego Hargreeves

Baby Talk 2 - Daryl Dixon

Power - Shane Walsh

May We Meet Again - Ivar Ragnarsson

Negan?

Otis Milburn Fluff Alphabet

Consolation - Miguel Galindo

Family - Miguel Galindo x Oceteva! Reader

Happy Lowman x Reader

EZ Reyes x Reader? Angel Reyes x Reader?

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