#conseance

[tentakilled]

♫ !!

a mini klaus playlist:

don’t threaten me with a good time by panic ! at the disco

cocaine jesus by rainbow kitten surprise

bonus klaus song that works for him and dave but also him and diego:

sure are hell not jesus by cosmo jarvis

[mobexplode]

@conseance

          “Uh... it’s strange, you have three spirits following you. Usually groups of spirits haunt places rather than people. I can’t see why they would be attached to a person so lost, unless... Oh. Did you anger anyone lately? It looks like you might be cursed. Sorry about that.”

But these spirits aren’t like the evil spirits Mob exorcises. They seem harmless. They even seem human.

Progress Towards Mob’s Explosion: 27%

[shewolv-a-blog]

"I had vanity issues at the time." @ vanya!!

eyebrows raised ,   she lets out a little snort - laugh.        ‘   and you don’t now ?   ’          she smiles ,   just the smallest hint of upturned lips ,   as she exaggeratedly looks over him ,   from the earrings to the nail polish to the everything else.    there’s no judgement in her gaze ,   don’t get her wrong     –––     frankly ,   vanya’s always been the tiniest bit jealous of how incredibly himself klaus is at every moment.   every ounce of her personality is displayed through several filters of anxiety   &   not - enough - ness.   so ,   y’know ,   vanity issues and all ,   she admires him for this.

        *  the time of the doctor .           / /           accepting .

[hecarried]

“ you look beautiful. ” : ' )

   “  no i don’t,   “   he’s  laughing  as if it was the silliest  statement  in  the  world,    the concept of him being beautiful  :   god,   he’s  sweaty,   he’s  grimy,    feels  like  he hasn’t  had a  real  shower  in  years  out  here.   and  yet  klaus  looks  at him across   the   small bar  table  as  if  he’s a  beautiful  masterpiece hanging in a  museum ,   the prettiest  sight  he’s  ever  seen,   just him alone and nothing else.   it’s  enough  to make him  avert  his  eyes  out of  bashfulness,   at the way  klaus  really  looks at him and  SEES  him like that,  smile  gentle  yet  self  - conscious.     “  come on,  now. “  

[botmum-a]

        ❛    your  father  isn’t  here,  silly,  so  no  one  is  telling  me  to  do  these  things.   cleaning  and  cooking,  and  tending  to  your  needs  here  is  my  job  ------  the  same  way  it’s  your  job  to  save  the  world,  klaus.    ❜

@conseance!

[keyhop]

@conseance​

          “I know I’m not actually there, but if you get in that dumpster, I swear, I’m leaving. I will-- I’ll-- I’m in my house and I will leave it. I’ll go get a massage, I won’t hear you, I won’t talk to you. You’ll be alone in that pile of trash.”

She doesn’t actually mean it. She’s almost smiling, even. She thinks Klaus probably knows she doesn’t mean it.

She’s folding laundry on her bed right now. This is a folding-laundry friendly scenario. Because out of all the things she’s had to help Klaus through, this is low on the list. This is baseline.

[deepglens]

@conseance   /  miri vogel.

“You didn’t get a lighter when you joined?” She’s busy flipping her helmet over and over in her hands, almost on autopilot. “Although I had to beg for this, even though they had plenty.”

[hokeful]

         ‘ give these a break, will you? ’ cosmo doesn’t think he’s seen him stop moving since they sat down. he goes after klaus’ hands, presses a thumb each into his tattooed palms, hopes that the effect ripples throughout and grounds him, if only temporarily.

         ‘ put this back to work, ’ he says, airy enough to be dismissed with the flap of a hand, and releases one of the pair he holds so that he’s able to give klaus’ lower lip a two-fingered tap. ‘ punch the bag, bash my ears. eat smoke. what else might— ’ who’s to say necking isn’t the ticket? it’s the least he can do to try. ‘ — well, how’s that? ’

@conseance,  sc.