#lila manhandling diego

[empatheticwhumper]

LILA PITTS

MANHANDLING

DIEGO HARGREEVES

IN TUA

SEASON TWO

AND HE ABSOLUTELY LOVES IT

[number5theboy]

you pointed out that five only accepts physical affection from Lila, why do think he chooses Lila over the others?

Oh, Anon, I love you for asking this question. I am currently genuinely buoyant about how much the two of them touch in Season 3 because I think it's a very precious thing about their dynamic. I know people in the fandom are gunning for Five to be hugged at some point, but I can't put into words how dear I hold him accepting small gestures of physical affection from Lila specifically before he does so from anyone else. This accidentally became a 1.7k manifesto about affection and friendship. Hope you enjoy!

The thing with Five and physical touch is, I think, that it's something he is really, really fucked up over. He is not a physically affectionate man. The only thing he has really ever shown physical affection to is Delores, and there he was unbearably tender and gentle, so I think he can be physically affectionate, he just doesn't really know how to do it with anybody who isn't, y'know, a manifestation of his trauma of excruciating, decades-long loneliness.

What we know is that Five knows how to love. Loving Delores kept him from completely losing his mind in the apocalypse. He loves his siblings deeply, and he has a deep-seated love for the world as well. But he doesn't know how to express that love, he can't verbalise it, and he can barely initiate touch to the ones he loves most, what he does being restricted to manhandling people when necessary and patting Klaus' shoulders a few times.

What he doesn't know is how to be loved, how to accept affection from others.

He displays a certain inability to cope when love and affection are shown to him. His visible double-take when Klaus tells him he's a good brother is so telling, he is genuinely taken aback. When Viktor patches up his wound in the very first episode and gently pats the blood away, he looks haunted, unsure of what is going on. In Season 1, whenever one of his siblings tries to initiate a physical touch, Five either flinches away or blocks the touch. He keeps Luther's hand away when Luther reaches out to him when he sees that he is upset after the shoot-out at the department store. When Five is literally bleeding out on the floor and Allison inspects his body, his hands pull away from hers. There are so many hugs in Season 2, and none of them involve Five, because a) everyone was mad at him for stranding them in the 60s and b) I think his siblings know that he is not physically affectionate, so they don't even try. He doesn't really reach out to them and they don't reach for him.

Because there was something between the loneliness of the apocalypse and the reunion with his family. The only person we see extensively touch Five, and not in an affectionate way, in a way I can only describe as a powerplay. The Handler. I have to say that I really like the acting choice of how Five reacts to her touching him. Different from his siblings, he does not recoil from her touch. However, he also doesn't lean into it. What he gives her is carefully calculated complete neutrality. He doesn't show her if or how her touch affects him, she continues to prod and poke, and he doesn't give her ammunition. So he has just come from forty years of not touching another living human. What he gets is a superior who uses touch as a tool to assert her dominance, and knowledge on how to weaponise touch to end other people's lives. What I'm getting at is that his already fucked-up relationship with touch from the apocalypse was made worse by the Commission, which doesn't let him associate touch with something positive.

And somewhere around here, Lila comes in. Lila wants to be loved, and, likely due to not having the 45 years of complete solitude, can ask for that love, can pursue it in the way Five is unable to. She is a lot more physical towards other people, she touches Diego frequently and without shame because she likes him and wants to be close to him. The Handler also was physical towards her, and at the time, Lila thought she loved her, so she did not have the same reaction to her touching her as Five had to the same actions. Lila has a lot less baggage in that area than Five does.

Their relationship to one another is very unique in the show. For the majority of ten days, they hate each other deeply. Five plays an important part in her trauma, something she is grappling with, and she was literally sent after him to end his life. But they are also similar, and there is a certain honesty in white-hot hatred, as Five os eloquently puts it, because the two of them are almost shockingly honest to each other. They witness some deeply personal things about the other, and when they discover the kugelblitz, they both realise that their days are numbered and that their grudges don't really matter in the grand scheme of the universe falling apart.

Lila is the person that has touched Five the most over the course of the three seasons. Most of that touch has come when they were trying to kill each other, but that is a form of touch too. It's a different kind of intimacy that is personal on a very different level, but a bit of mild to severe mutually inflicted head trauma and strangulation does lower your inhibitions about the other person's physicality, I reckon.

And it's only after three times of mutually attempted annihilation that they call their little white-hot hatred truce. It comes after Five is very sincere to her face, about Diego and about the Handler, ironically about love, something that I think she is surprised by and which earns him some points in her favour. And this is where the first time that Five accepts Lila's touch comes in. It's not an affectionate touch here, it's perfunctory, the physical touch equivalent of a big get-along-shirt, but something about it is different from all the other times Five has touched or been touched in the show.

Anon, you asked why he chooses to accept Lila's physical affection over anyone else's. In my interpretation, it comes down to the fact that she does something different from everyone else we've seen so far. For that first touch, Lila offers.

And it's a command, and it's all for their plan to get to the Commission, but it's her extending an olive branch to work with him, after all their disagreements, over the mutual dislike, and more importantly, it's her not imposing her touch on him. For the first time, Five has a deliberate choice, and the gesture, in all its stubbornness and dissatisfaction, gets Lila an actual genuine smile out of Five.

I really like this moment because it's steeped in mutual dislike and anger that they have to work together, but there is a sincerity there that I love, the acting in this scene is wonderful.

And then they are unfortunate enough to discover that they make a pretty good team. They find out about the kugelblitz and Lila decides that she doesn't really want to hold grudges anymore in that short time, not against Diego and not really against Five, either. Some odd bonding through trauma happened between the two of them, and instead of hating him, Lila decides to make the best of the time they have left and annoy him, which I think she probably finds more satisfaction in than trying to kill him.

This is where the fact that Lila is not the Handler nor one of Five' beloved siblings becomes important. Physical affection from her does not carry the weight it carries from either of these parties. She touches him, first and foremost, at least I think, to tease him, grabs his hand and pulls him around in blatant disrespect to the walls he has puts up. We see her sling her arm across his shoulders, ruffle his hair (to his dismay), grab his hand to pull him close, manhandle him to twist and turn him, and he twirls her around, dancing, on two different occasions. Booze was involved, which I think explains this all partially, but I like to think it's a little more than that.

Lila is not really overthinking what her extending physical affection, no matter how teasing it may be, might mean, either to her or to him. She treats it casually, and it is not meant as a great gesture of care that I think Five would grapple with more. She touches him as a joke, as jibe, and he is grumpy about it, but he lets it happen and even reciprocates and plays along, just a little bit. They're gestures that are not suffocating with meaning or love. They're a first step to accepting physical affection.

And affectionate the gestures are, even though I don't really think that's what Lila really wanted them to be, she wanted to get on his nerves, get a rise out of him, you know, the game they've been playing ever since they met. But she is clearly comfortable with him, and he is with her, to an extent much larger than with anyone else we've seen him with, at least on a physical level. The joke kind of got away from her there, because I think they both have affection to give, even and maybe especially to each other, although it takes a while for that to sink in. This season, Five and Lila fumble their way into a friendship that is new territory for both of them, but it is territory they both subconsciously have wanted to charter for a while. She even ends up offering him a hug after the wedding, something sober Five walks past, but even then, it was an offer, not her forcing touch on him.

I don't think Five chose Lila to accept physical affection from. I rather think that she chose him to be affectionate toward, first reluctantly, in a utilitarian way, and then to tease him, get on his nerves, but then they accidentally slipped into friendship and what was meant to be steeped in sarcasm became very genuine for two people that are quite starved for platonic affection. And good for them, they really do deserve a friend, someone to be a little silly with.

So. On the one hand, I am definitely overthinking all of this and it is not that deep. On the other hand. I can make this show deeper than it is if I want to.

In conclusion. They <3

[lochrannn]

Gif by @ohrackham

Beside all the kissing, this is possibly my favourite little interaction between the two of them. Diego just lets himself fully get manhandled by this tiny firecracker of a woman. And when I say ‘lets himself’ I mean he doesn’t fight her off, but he is being difficult and Lila just does not give a fuck. Se wants him to get changed and if he’s doing doing that she’ll fucking do it for him. It’s just so very them!!! I love this dynamic! (It’s also just very fucking funny!)

[visforvengeance]

Diego Hargreeves // WYGD

S M U T

Requested by: anon, anon, and anon :)

Notes: i got like 5 requests for diego smut. I combined three of them. i hope you guys like it. Reader has like succubus powers or whatever powers Ridley had in the beautiful creatures movie :)

Warnings: uh degrading (like whore etc), y’all like knifeplay?, unprotected sex, cursing but what’s new?, i certainly did not proofread, shitty ending aha. I think that’s it

Taglist: @jannieka394, @pipinghotmess247

Y/N’s POV

“Diego, what the hell?” I screamed at him. “He was flirting with you? What was I supposed to do? Just let it happen?!” I raided Elliot’s bathroom for first aid supplies. Lucky for Diego, people actually kept these in their bathrooms in this decade. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe not start a fight and get yourself stabbed, Mr. knife-throwing vigilante?” He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Ok, you try being locked up in an asylum for three months WITHOUT your knives.”

“Diego the only reason he was flirting with me was because I made him.” He blinked in confusion. “You used your powers on him?” I nodded, shyly. I avoided eye contact with him and instead started tending to his wound. “Why would you do that?” His voice dropped a few octaves and his face contorted into anger. “Well, you’ve been ignoring me. And yes, I know that the world ends in some days. But you can’t take like an hour to just give your girlfriend attention?”

I sure was not making anything better. His breathing got harsher and he was pissed. “So, because you’re a little brat, I get stabbed?” I quietly put away the supplies and found my way back to the spot next to him. “I’m no brat, Diego Hargreeves. You’re just an asshole. I bet you’re wishing you were with Lila. Don’t think I don’t notice you guys eye-fucking each other.” With each word that came out of my mouth, the deeper I dug myself into a hole.

He took a deep breath and turned away from. The angrier he got, the wetter my panties got. “Shut your fucking mouth.” I decided to take it up a notch. “You don’t own me, Diego. I will do as I please. That includes making any guy I come in contact with want to fuck my brains out. And letting them.”

Everything happened so fast. One minute he was trying to control his breathing and the next, he had his hand wrapped around my throat. “You like making me angry, don’t you?” He guided his other hand down my body and between my legs. The skirt and panties I wore were pushed aside and deemed useless.

Once he realized how wet I was, he laughed, menacingly. “This turns you on? Knowing how rough I can get? Manhandling you like the little whore you are?” He reached for his knife and cut my skirt at the sides. The cold metal left chills all over my body. He held his knife up to my breast, pressing hard. But not enough to break skin. The feeling caused me to moan and his eyes widened for a split second. 

He never used his knives on me, but I could tell that was about to change. “You are such a dirty slut.” He chuckled. He forced me to my feet and pushed me to the bedroom. He removed the chair from the desk and sat down. “What are you doing?” I asked, annoyed. “Don’t worry, princess. You’re in for a treat. Sit down.” He demanded as he patted his knee. I moved and placed myself atop his knee. Each leg on the other side of his. I looked up at him, innocently.

“What now, Diego?” He placed his hands on my waist and made me move back and forth. “I want you to work for, doll. Show me you’re not a brat.” The sensation of the fabric against my clit felt better than anything right now. Before you know it, I was riding his thigh like a virgin chasing her first orgasm. The moans that escaped my lips filled the room.

Diego placed kisses along my collarbones, praising me for how good I was pleasing myself. “You’re such a good girl for me, you know that?” The buildup in my stomach ceased and my orgasm ripped through my body. Diego helped me ride out my orgasm. “You know we aren’t done yet, right?” He helped me up and began removing his clothes. He pushed me onto the bed and grabbed me by my knees, pulling me closer to him. 

He wasted no time and pushed himself inside of me. Not allowing me time to adjust to his size, he began thrusting. “You feel so good, princess. Look at you taking my cock like a good girl.” The slapping of skin sounded filthy and sinful. God, it felt great. “Oh my god, Diego. Fuck!” My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the pleasure was overwhelming. “Is this what you wanted?” I nodded and looked into his eyes. He moaned and began thrusting harder. Our orgasms were synchronized. His thrusts got sloppier and he threw his head back.

He collapsed beside me, breathing hard. “You liked when I used my knives?” He questioned, curiously. I turned on my side, facing him. “Yes. I trust you not to hurt me unless I ask. And I liked the thrill.” I whispered while playing with his hair. “By the way, I know you weren’t eye-fucking Lila. I just wanted to rile you up.” He laughed and placed a kiss on my forehead.

[seancekitsch]

Would you write a Diego drabble, where they are dancing a bit and reader manhandling/leading him a bit (just like Lila did in the dance scene, because we all know, that he was into it), or some cuddling drabble where there is a bit making out and inappropriate touching and they are just cute together?

this went kinda... dirty dancing and hinting on smut but i still think it’s cute idk

Vanya’s wedding wasn’t ever an occasion you’d think you’d be at, especially if you asked Diego just a short year ago. But here you are, at a beautiful affair with Vanya and her new wife and everyone surprisingly behaving. Only once, during the toasts, had Five stepped out of line, drunk and happy, but telling a very embarrassing story from all of their childhoods. But everything had gone off without a hitch, and now you could all party like the Hargreeves know how to do. Not surprisingly, it leads the whole family, and all of their dates straight to the dance floor, music from their teen years blasting though the stereo. Vanya and her wife getting a little flirty, Klaus and his two dates doing... whatever on earth they were doing, Five and Dolores in her new wig, Luther and a lovely woman he met at work, Allison and her new fiancé, and you and Diego. He’s looking extra handsome tonight, in a suit and tie not at all his style, but something so formal and so damn lovely to look at. As he spins you on the dance floor, you can’t help but try to get a little more from him. Your hand goes from his shoulder, snakes down his chest, and lands firmly planted on his belt, your fingers slightly curling around it as you pull him up against you.

“Baby, what on earth do you think you’re doing?” There’s a threatening hint in his voice, like you’re crossing a line, but he leans into your touch. He might act stern but you know he’s loving the hand threatening to grope him in public.

“I’m just dancin’, D,” the slightest hint of a slur in your voice from the champagne, but the look in your eye is all him— what he does to you. He’s irresistible. He chuckles as he lifts his head away form you and it surveys the dance floor.

He looks around, mostly to see if his siblings have noticed you, and when he figures it’s clear he leans back down to you, pressing a kiss into your forehead as you slide the hand not on his belt down to his ass for a quick squeeze before returning it back to his shoulder, like you’d been behaving the whole time. The music starts to swell and everyone’s dancing becomes more dramatic, more energetic.

“You ready?” You whisper, just for him.

“Ready?” he echos.

“Dip me, D,” and as the music strikes a dramatic riff, he does. Your leg comes up to hook onto his hip, the one still planted on the ground firmly between his own, and you swivel your hips. No, you grind them. You grind your hips hard into his thighs and can’t help the moan that escapes your lips just loud enough for him to hear over the music.

“Y-You’re really doing this here, babe?” incredulous, but he loves it. Realistically he knows he could manage to sneak you out to one of the bathrooms and be back before cake cutting.

“Uh huh. Fun right?”

“You don’t even know how much fun you’re about to have, baby.”

[smalltownwriter]

being bisexual is so hard 😭 it’s like 😭 am I attracted to Diego with his scruffy look or Lila manhandling him 😭 the answer is both