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vmbrellacademics · 3 years
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I vaguely remember you saying you had another blog but now I can’t remember what it is. Could you repost your other blog name so I can follow it lol? If it’s not too much trouble
oh my main?? Yeah sure! It’s @thousanddreams
(if by chance you meant my Star Wars blog, it’s @rebelscoundrel)
([I also have a handful of OTHER sideblogs for various other fandoms, embarrassingly enough. If you want em, sure])
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vmbrellacademics · 4 years
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the cinematography really didn’t have to go as hard as it did in the moment where Five and Reginald are face to face for the first time in the show
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yesss I love to see it posted!
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hell of a fight scene here, y’all
Does This Make Me Your Nemesis?
Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x reader
Warnings: none!
Word Count: > 1k
Author’s note: Suprise! It’s a series! This is part one! Not gonna give it away, but be prepared for some kinda enemies to lovers, pining, and yearning type of bullshit. Also, this is my first Diego fic, and I’m actually pretty proud of it! Sorry for this obnoxiously long authors note, but I wanted to say thank you to @vmbrellacademics for reading this and giving me the much needed confidence boost!
You told yourself you wouldn't fall in love with Diego Hargreeves. Your first meeting had been less than ideal. It left you covered in quite a bit of blood, and him with a multitude of bruises, both on his body and on his ego. You weren't even supposed to meet him, it was supposed to be a quick in and out job. Unfortunately, the Kraken just so happened to be passing by when he saw you and that man enter the building through an alley, and he saw you leave, with a little bit of blood on your hands. Obviously, he stopped you to ask what the hell happened, and you brushed him off, not wanting to deal with his bullshit. Even before meeting him, you had heard of Diego Hargreeves, ex-superhero turned vigilante, and you had been dreading the day your paths finally crossed. You knew it was only a matter of time, and tonight fate had brought you two together.
The man you had killed had been cheating on his wife, which she had unfortunately found out in a rather shocking manner, and she had payed for you to kill him. You weren't exactly sure what to call yourself, hating the terms "hit man" and "assassin". All you knew, was that if this was a comic book, you would be the "bad guy" and Diego was the "good guy". Though, you weren't a bad person. During the day, you worked at the police station, analyzing the DNA, and other evidence, from crime scenes. Ironic, isn't it, that you worked at a police station while you were practically a criminal. You hadn't gotten caught yet, and you could argue that what you did wasn't necessarily illegal, even if you knew that wouldn't hold up in court. You had learned of Diego from your good friend, Detective Eudora Patch. And while Diego was a frequent visitor to the station, you had yet to meet him. Until now.
After you had completed the job, you slipped out the back alley, and that's when you ran into Diego. Literally. Your head was down, and you ran right into his chest, when he grabbed your arms, your head shooting up to look at him. Your first thought was, "Shit, I'm busted". Your second thought was, "Why did he have to be cute?" But, not letting your second thought distract you, you tried to struggle your way out of his iron grip.
"What the hell were you doing?" He inquired, not loosening the grip on your upper arms. You let out a shaky laugh and gave him a half-smile, before replying, "Nothing", starting into his eyes, challenging him.
"What happened to that guy?"
"Which guy?"
"The guy you went in there with?"
"There was no guy." This response prompted him to shake you a little bit, and surprisingly, increase his grip.
"I don't have time for this shit. What the hell happened?"
"I don't see how this concerns you?"
You could clearly see how frustrated the vigilante was becoming with you, and you hoped he could just give up and let you go. You weren't that lucky.
"I just need to know if you killed that guy, ok!"
"I didn't. Now let me go." He very clearly didn't even remotely believe the lie you told, and he responded, "I'm not scared to go to the police."
"They wouldn't believe a word out of your mouth. From what I've heard, you tend to make their jobs quite difficult." This statement was, for whatever reason, the straw that broke the camels back, and he let go of your arms, before roughly pushing you back. Now, you hadn't planned on fighting Diego, but, technically, he started it, and you weren't one to back down from a fight. So, after stumbling back a few steps, you got into a fighting stance, raising your fists and bending your knees.
"C'mon now, I don't wanna fight you."
"Well, you started it, so..." you let your sentence trail off, and you heard Diego sigh. He looked like he was about to leave when you took a few quick steps forward, and landing a punch right to his jaw.
Now it was his turn to recoil and stumble backwards, before gingerly raising a hand to touch his face where your fist had collided with his jaw. Now, you weren't afraid to fight dirty, so you closed the gap between the two of you, and punched him again, this time landing a few hits to his torso, catching him off guard and using it to your advantage. You knew that once he got his wits, he would put up quite a fight, so you had to use this advantage while you could. You were solely focused on landing hits, and not blocking his, that you were extremely surprised when you felt his fist smash into your nose, and it started to bleed almost immediately. Your eyes widened, and so did his, which you would have noticed if you were paying attention to him under the mask, and you cursed, before taking your leg and whipping it into his side, the force of your kick pushing him backwards and into the wall. He smacked into the wall, and quickly stood up again, before you noticed him grabbing one of the small blades from his harness. With all the adrenaline, the thought of him killing you never once crossed your mind until you were limping away.
He threw the small knife towards you, causing it to graze your cheek, making it the second time he had made your face bleed, as there was still a steady flow of blood pouring from your nose and down your face. The knife provided the Kraken with the distraction he needed, as he began to hit you. Your arms and torso mainly, but he landed a few good ones to your face, and you wouldn't know it, but he never tried to aim for your face, despite the times his knuckles had split your lip and made contact with your skull, and he was scared that he had given you a concussion. Despite you appearing to be in much worse shape than he was, you were quite the fighter, and once you had gotten reoriented, you were landing many of the punches and kicks you threw his way. After much too long of this, you finally got him to the floor, and quickly rolled over top of him, sitting on his chest and using your knees to pin down his arms. He was still trying to stand up and throw you off of him, so you, ever the quick thinker, snatched one of the knives off his harness, and held it to his neck.
Now, you would have never in a million years killed Diego in that alley, but you needed him to stop moving. You were both breathing heavily, and you could feel the rise and fall of his chest from underneath yourself.
"Now, I'm gonna get up, and I'm gonna leave, ok?"
"I'm not gonna let you go" he replied, even though it seemed like he was working hard just to get the words out. You flashed him a bloody smile, before saying, "Yes you are."
"This isn't the end of this. I'm gonna find you again."
"I'm sure you will." And with that, you stood up, and with all the energy you had left, you ran away, back down alleyways and small streets to your apartment.
Diego could have easily thrown you off. It also would have been very easy to just send a knife flying and into your back, killing you, or at the very least, pining you to a wall so he could take you in. Instead, he let you get away. He wanted to do this again, he wanted to start this little game of cat and mouse, to see who would come out on top.
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happy birthday hargreeves siblings (oct. 1st)!!!
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(omg thank you i’m so excited!!)
Diego glances at you fondly and winks. “Hey. Let’s get you out of here.”
- from a damsel in distress piece that i’m very excited about
No pressure tags: @yourfavouriterival @sunbeambby13 @fandomsoverlife @mrpascals @siezethenights @landogreenleaf @halcyonnhood @marvelsswansong 
Rules: Post the last line you wrote (from any WIP) and tag the same number of people as there are words. Tagged by @cap-n-stuff <3  Plans? What Plans? Ch 2.  ( chris evans x reader ) It’d been so long since she’d been excited to do things with another person she wasn’t entirely sure how to process it. Tagging 21 fuck @stargazingfangirl18 @cloudystevie @searchforanotherway @world-of-aus @pies-writes-and-more  @loreloomis @lielullabye @ballyhoobarnes @bucky-the-thigh-slayer @cherienymphe @cametobuyplums @nacho-bucky @asadmarveltrashbag @jtargaryen18 @et-lesailes @tropicalcap @yikeswtfmate @imanuglywombat @oofjustanothermcufan @valkyriesryde @subtlebucky ;-; that was hard
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David Castañeda Shows Us His Best Dance Moves [x]
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klaus and diego + season two 💛 💚 💙
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David Castañeda Shows Us His Best Dance Moves | Bustle
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https://youtu.be/hnHwaj-RRRM
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please go watch this David looks so cute and the backwards cap is killing me and he calls Diego a sobby f*ckboy and this man can dance
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“Did Five just get meaner?” THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (2019–)
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has anyone else noticed that diego has a habit of holding people’s faces between his hands, especially if he cares about them very much?? like he does it multiple times to klaus, to ben when he was possessing klaus, to lila right before they sleep together, etc. and i don’t know about you but i think that’s just very soft of someone who claims to be as much of a hardass as he does
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May I request a cute, fluffy drabble about diego+his s/o going on a little weekend vacation together? It doesn’t really matter where+what they do💕💕💕💕
it’s the freakin’ weekend
diego hargreeves x reader
(the purpose of this gif is to showcase the Very Important Printed Shirt)
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Toes in the water, ass in the sand. 
That and other cliche summer songs waft from the radio between you and Diego. Your spot on the beach is staked out perfectly — the canopy pitched high above your heads, coolers on either side full of snacks and drinks, and your chairs sitting just close enough together so you can comfortably hold hands.
Sand coats your feet but you don’t care, not when three perfect days are ahead of you. It’s a long weekend and Diego couldn’t wait to get the two of you out of the house and away from all of life’s craziness. The beach wasn’t that far of a drive and the cottage where you’re staying opens right onto the sand dunes.
It’s barely 10am but you stand up to stretch. The wind picks up and your shirt — rather, Diego’s shirt — billows out around your swimsuit. It’s another of the printed button-downs from his closet that most people wouldn’t believe exist. But when you saw him packing the bright shirts for your mini-vacation, you snagged one for yourself.
“Going somewhere?” Diego asks. His sunglasses hide his eyes but you’re sure he’s looking slyly at you.
“Maybe in the water. Maybe for a snack.” 
He calls you over with a crook of his finger and you lean over him, stealing a kiss while he hums in contentment against your mouth.
“Race you to the water,” he whispers, suddenly darting past you.
You cry out and chase after him, shedding the shirt and kicking up sand as you finally reach the waves. Diego is already knee-deep and still running from you, only stopping when the water reaches his shoulders. His proud grin makes you reluctantly smile while you wade out to him and jump into his arms. His hand massages your thigh as you sling your legs around his waist.
“You’re a cheater,” you huff.
“You said you were going for a dip.”
“I said maybe. And you started the race out of nowhere.”
Diego laughs, holding you closer. “He said, she said. I think the important part is that we’re out in the water now.”
The two of you splash around for a few minutes, acclimating to the water and the sun as it sparkles off the waves. It’s carefree and fun and everything you could want from a vacation — a moment alone with the man you love. Even if he’s lovingly childish.
It doesn’t stop when you return to shore, either. You’re a few steps ahead of him out of the water and all of a sudden he lands a smack to your ass, sending sand flying. 
“Hey!”
“Hey,” he chirps innocently, holding out his shirt for you to put back on.
You take it but gesture to your ass. “You gotta pay for stuff like that.”
“Name your price.”
A swift kiss to his lips catches him off guard but he smiles into it, his hands coming to rest on your lower back. With payment complete, you settle back down in your chairs and crack open the next round of drinks.
***
The afternoon sun makes everything warmer, sweeter, and more golden. Especially Diego, who decides that you laying out in the sun while reading is the perfect place for him to take a nap. He settles his head into the dip of your back and passes out peacefully.
He wakes up when you turn over and takes the chance to lay right next to you and intertwine his legs with yours. His warm skin is welcome and you lay a hand on his chest. There’s no music now, just the crashing of waves and a stray seagull cry; Diego hums a tune from earlier and you smile at the makeshift music.
He pauses when he notices you staring. “Can I help you?”
“Just enjoying the moment. Keep going.”
“Well now I don’t want to.” He pulls you closer and drags a hand through his hair.
“Aww, are you worried about other people hearing?” you tease.
He reaches down to smack your ass again but plants a kiss on your forehead right after. “It’s the freakin’ weekend, baby. I’m not worried about anything. I got all I need right here.”
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top five epic diego moments in no particular order:
when he said “my mom died last night :(“ as if he was not the person who killed her
when he stumbled upon his ex-gf’s murder scene and touched her body and everything else in the room and stole the only evidence that couldve pointed in the direction of her killer, then got confused why he was arrested for her murder
when he started changing in front of lila but got shy and turned around when she did the same
when lila to fed him chips mid-sentence multiple times and he did not comment on it
when he told his mom it’s ok if she killed his dad, it would actually be really cool, and he is no snitch
every instance where you can see him desperately trying not to lose his shit in the background bc he cannot stay in character for more than 15 consecutive seconds
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vmbrellacademics · 4 years
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May I request a cute, fluffy drabble about diego+his s/o going on a little weekend vacation together? It doesn’t really matter where+what they do💕💕💕💕
it’s the freakin’ weekend
diego hargreeves x reader
(the purpose of this gif is to showcase the Very Important Printed Shirt)
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Toes in the water, ass in the sand. 
That and other cliche summer songs waft from the radio between you and Diego. Your spot on the beach is staked out perfectly — the canopy pitched high above your heads, coolers on either side full of snacks and drinks, and your chairs sitting just close enough together so you can comfortably hold hands.
Sand coats your feet but you don’t care, not when three perfect days are ahead of you. It’s a long weekend and Diego couldn’t wait to get the two of you out of the house and away from all of life’s craziness. The beach wasn’t that far of a drive and the cottage where you’re staying opens right onto the sand dunes.
It’s barely 10am but you stand up to stretch. The wind picks up and your shirt — rather, Diego’s shirt — billows out around your swimsuit. It’s another of the printed button-downs from his closet that most people wouldn’t believe exist. But when you saw him packing the bright shirts for your mini-vacation, you snagged one for yourself.
“Going somewhere?” Diego asks. His sunglasses hide his eyes but you’re sure he’s looking slyly at you.
“Maybe in the water. Maybe for a snack.” 
He calls you over with a crook of his finger and you lean over him, stealing a kiss while he hums in contentment against your mouth.
“Race you to the water,” he whispers, suddenly darting past you.
You cry out and chase after him, shedding the shirt and kicking up sand as you finally reach the waves. Diego is already knee-deep and still running from you, only stopping when the water reaches his shoulders. His proud grin makes you reluctantly smile while you wade out to him and jump into his arms. His hand massages your thigh as you sling your legs around his waist.
“You’re a cheater,” you huff.
“You said you were going for a dip.”
“I said maybe. And you started the race out of nowhere.”
Diego laughs, holding you closer. “He said, she said. I think the important part is that we’re out in the water now.”
The two of you splash around for a few minutes, acclimating to the water and the sun as it sparkles off the waves. It’s carefree and fun and everything you could want from a vacation — a moment alone with the man you love. Even if he’s lovingly childish.
It doesn’t stop when you return to shore, either. You’re a few steps ahead of him out of the water and all of a sudden he lands a smack to your ass, sending sand flying. 
“Hey!”
“Hey,” he chirps innocently, holding out his shirt for you to put back on.
You take it but gesture to your ass. “You gotta pay for stuff like that.”
“Name your price.”
A swift kiss to his lips catches him off guard but he smiles into it, his hands coming to rest on your lower back. With payment complete, you settle back down in your chairs and crack open the next round of drinks.
***
The afternoon sun makes everything warmer, sweeter, and more golden. Especially Diego, who decides that you laying out in the sun while reading is the perfect place for him to take a nap. He settles his head into the dip of your back and passes out peacefully.
He wakes up when you turn over and takes the chance to lay right next to you and intertwine his legs with yours. His warm skin is welcome and you lay a hand on his chest. There’s no music now, just the crashing of waves and a stray seagull cry; Diego hums a tune from earlier and you smile at the makeshift music.
He pauses when he notices you staring. “Can I help you?”
“Just enjoying the moment. Keep going.”
“Well now I don’t want to.” He pulls you closer and drags a hand through his hair.
“Aww, are you worried about other people hearing?” you tease.
He reaches down to smack your ass again but plants a kiss on your forehead right after. “It’s the freakin’ weekend, baby. I’m not worried about anything. I got all I need right here.”
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It’s not spandex, it’s leather.
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Luther “This is Fine” Hargreeves
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1.02 // 2.07
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