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independent selective diego hargreeves written by alix muse and mun 18+ * sideblog to mysticfallsmuses*

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multimuse for the umbrella academy universe written by alix mun and muses all 18+ ( navigation )

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multimuse for the umbrella academy universe written by alix mun and muses all 18+ ( navigation )

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multimuse for the umbrella academy universe written by alix mun and muses all 18+ ( navigation )

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RELATIONSHIP AESTHETIC: Diego Hargreeves & Faye Viperson ( @oftrajectory )

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b e n  &  k l a u s  &  d i e g o  h a r g r e e v e s

“whee!”

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[mycabbagesbitch]

Patch: let me see what you have

Diego: a kNIFE

Patch: NO!

[oftrajectory]

@patchinghearts continued from here

Eudora’s expression softened at Diego’s statement. They had been bringing up brief childhood details. Of course, she was sharing much longer stories than Diego, but that was expected. It was clear that he had not been given a typical upbringing. But she hadn’t expected him to make such a comment. “…Can I ask why?” She asked softly, hesitant and afraid to pry at a past he’d rather leave secure.

Diego watched the way her face changed at his comment, and he almost regretted it. Almost. In a way it felt freeing to state something about his childhood, to open up about the reality of the life he’d lived. Ironic, considering his animosity toward Vanya since she’d published her book, but that didn’t bother him a bit. “My home life was... complicated.” he began, feeling his chest tighten just a bit as he debated on how much to tell her. “We were in the spotlight a lot, put us under a microscope and made things more dangerous.”

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"I thought I was going to be murdered my entire childhood." ( Diego ( oftrajectory ) to Eudora! )

@oftrajectory // high-waisted man quotes

Eudora’s expression softened at Diego’s statement. They had been bringing up brief childhood details. Of course, she was sharing much longer stories than Diego, but that was expected. It was clear that he had not been given a typical upbringing. But she hadn’t expected him to make such a comment. “…Can I ask why?” She asked softly, hesitant and afraid to pry at a past he’d rather leave secure. 

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Diego Hargreeves in every episode: 1x01 “We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals”

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Haha what? I’m obviously kidding unless you’re down

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[oftrajectory]

fireburdened

❝I could be doing a MILLION better things at three am, yes!❞ Replied with a BARKING laugh, Faye threw her hands up into the air dramatically. Hell, she could have invited HIM to at leastTEN different things that would have been more FUN, all of which were happening at that very moment. But instead - no. Here they were on some isolated street, listening to STATIC. She slumped further into her chair and began CLICKING her lighter open and closed, again and again before sighing heavily. ❝Do you do this EVERY NIGHT?❞

“Sorry that crime fighting isn’t as fun as it looks on TV.” Or as exciting as it was as a child being sent on impossible missions by your sadistic adoptive father, but that was neither here nor there. It was why he’d gone to the police academy, and why he’d left when the legal red tape had left him feeling suffocated. He wanted to save lives, not sit at a desk filling out paperwork and seeing monsters walk out of courtrooms scotfree. “Sit in the car and listen to you bitch about the scanner being dead?” Raising an eyebrow at her, he casually shrugged and looked out his windshield as he teasingly reminisced about the other ways he spent his nights. “No, sometimes I listen to the scanner at home and throw knives at a picture of Reginald on the wall, some nights I’m saving lives right about now, and some nights I sleep.”

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YOU    AREN’T    SURE    HOW    TO    FEEL  !    dad    killed    himself.    instead    of    trying    to    rationalize    with    you    six.    maybe    if    he    had    handled    vanya    better,    things    wouldn’t    be    this    dire.    and    with    her    being    back    in    the    place    that    they    started.    even    as    she    sliced    your    throat,    taking    your    power    of    speaking,    you    believe    that    vanya    needs    help,    not    be    locked    in    a    cage,    so,    you    write    it    down,    ❝  will    you    help    me    get    her    out?  ❞    that    cage    can’t    be    good    for   her    mind.    and    since    luther    won’t    listen    to    her,    well    diego    seems   to    be    the    way    to   go.

                                                  @oftrajectory    hit    the    ♡.

[oftrajectory]

for diego hargreeves, and really, for the hargreeves children, it had been one hell of a week. reginald had died, five had come back from the future with an ominous prediction, and allison had nearly died. now, now not only was the world ending, but number seven, the normal one of the bunch was not so normal after all, and it was all a lot to process. he was trying to do just that when his sister approached him with the note, and he switched gears. it was no secret that he was uncomfortable with leaving vana inside the room. it reminded him of their childhood there, of everything they’d gone through, and he wanted to help her the way he wished someone would have helped them, so the answer was clear. “yes.” he replied, but not a moment later he added “ but if we get caught, and luther get’s pissy, it’s all on you, got it?” 

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@oftrajectory || Diego & Faye

❝I’m BORED.❞ Slumping in the passenger seat, Faye huffed rather LOUDLY. The police scanner had been either SILENT or small insignificant check ins for FOREVER now, but yet here they sat. Ever VIGILANT it seemed. Converse clad feet were raised up from the floor of the car and perched themselves onto the dashboard without ASKING if it were okay and her head LULLED to the side, giving him an expectant look. ❝How LONG are you gonna sit out here? You said this was FUN.❞

[oftrajectory]

“I’m sorry.” The words weren’t offered sincerely, and if Diego’s tone hadn’t been enough to make that clear, the eye roll that accompanied them should have done the trick. Sitting back in his chair, listening to the static of the radio, waiting for something more than a minor fender bender to come across the scanner, he knew just how tedious it could be to sit and wait, but that didn’t mean he wanted to be reminded of it.  “Did you have something better to do at -” A quick glance to the red digits on the car clock, and then he finishes with “- three am?”