Diego: Yeah, Well, I Hate You

diego: yeah, well, I hate you

klaus: no, you don't

diego, bitterly: no, I don't

the delores/five realtionship was simultaneously the healthiest and unhealthiest relationship in the series, in the essay i will—

my headcanons for the hargreeves siblings:

luther- straight, also never bothered trying anything else bc thE MOON

diego- bi boi, he just likes b a d a s s e s

allison- straight but girls are super pretty and she’d try it out if the right one showed up

klaus- ultimate pan, also open to a poly relationship bc he rlly likes comfort cuddles

five- he’s ace, bc after all those years alone he just can’t deal with people and hasn’t ever been interested

ben- gay but he died too early to ever have fun

vanya- biromanic but in all honesty, pretty people scare her and she’d rather not

criminal: we have your brother.

diego: which one?

criminal: uh, wears skirts? talks to himself? smudged eyeliner?

diego: ah, you’ll bring him back within the hour.

criminal: what?

diego: trust me.

diego: *hangs up.*

klaus and five are both the wine aunts but consider:

five as the classy red-wine aunt who could kill you with a raised eyebrow

klaus as the actually addicted aunt who is just the butt of all the jokes- oh wait

thats just the plot, sorry ignore me

harry: nobody loves me.

ron: are you sure about that?

harry: yeah.

ron: *aggressively pointing at himself* are you sURE??