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LET ME ASSIGN YOU AN AFFECTION LANGUAGE

A KNIFE CALLED GRIEF

You have left your house, you have left those people behind, but what are you going to do about the memories which have taken root in you? You can run but not without them. You want someone to sit with you on this cool marble floor while the sun burns everything. You want them to cut your rotten heart and theirs too. You want to sit with it in front of you, let them see you with all your flaws, which haven’t been your fault but you have been made to believe so, and you want them to love you anyways. Because you know you’d do that for them.

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@dragonspearl sent from here : [F10] [R] cages [S] in with both arms, gaze dropping to their mouth. (klaus)

woman reported dead in the downtown area. authorities believe she was involved in the local underground--

no man had ever made it across the metropolitan faster in history, nor had anyone picked a lock with such grace and speed that the time between him kneeling at the window leading onto the fire escape and standing in her living room in utter darkness. there's rustling, a soft glow under the door he knows leads to her bathroom, and yet there's no relief.

not until she steps out, clicking the light off in the bathroom and leaving them in absolute darkness, her eyes fixated on him as a semi-familiar black figure in the night, barely illuminated by city lights outside peeking in through that still open window, is there any relaxation to the tension that's been twisting his veins and squeezing his heart for nearly forty minutes straight.

his focus is on her, but there's a certain level of disbelief in his features -- blank, a swallow roughly working its way down his throat, rarely blinking. "du lebst--" he whispers, mother tongue dripping from nervous teeth as he continues to linger for a moment.

eventually, he steps forward, seemingly ignorant of anything she might have said in that gap of time between her seeing him and the motion. naturally, she takes a step back as he approaches, only putting her spine against the nearest wall in the process. "du lebst." he says it a little louder this time, slowly bringing his arms up after letting the picking kit drop to the floor with a clatter.

palms are on the wall at either side of her soon enough, his visage contorted in its blankness with grief he has not spoken of in over a decade, risen to the surface as he seems to still be processing the truth behind his own words -- to be accepting that she is still alive.

"bao yu --" he whispers after another moment, gaze of forest shifting down to her lips briefly before returning up to her own dark stare.

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Krueger's first thought is that Klaus looks a little old to be dating his daughter. The second is reminding himself that Violet is older than she looks and he can't control her life, her choices. Besides, she seems happy. Talks about Klaus with nothing but joy and a new tenderness he'd never seen her exhibit before. There was no denying that the man treated her well and yet, Krueger still found himself ill at ease. Others had treated her well and then ceased. Had lured her in under false pretense only to hurt her, like snakes lunging from lush patches of grass. Violet told him very little of her tragedies, but he knew. He'd seen them as a perceptive audience.

"Y'know, I do still expect ya t'ask me fer her hand when ya decide t'propose." He breaks the silence with a joke that doesn't feel like one on account of his own lack of laughter. Still, there is a small twinkle to his eye and a twitch of the face from beneath hus bushy beard despite the apprehension in his soul.

there is silence for so long, but there's no discomfort in it, at least on klaus' part. no, he's expected this, at least in some capacity, from anyone that cares about the woman that's captivated him so. it's what he would do, too, if lore were still alive and someone sought to love her in a fashion that he could assure would be healthy. but then the other man speaks, and there's an assumption that klaus just cannot allow to remain.

"i love violet with everything i have available in me," he begins, his head tipped a little lower as if this is some great shame he carries, heavy on his shoulders and weighing him down towards not the ground, but the center of the earth. "and for that love, i will never lie, nor propagate false expectations."

klaus breathes heavier now, almost stuttering through it, and looks up to the other man from under the brim of the hat that's kept him shielded enough to come see him.

"many factors are present that... i will never be able to marry violet." shall he divulge the laundry list? yes, it seems appropriate to tell a man whose daughter one is in a relationship like he is why there can never be wedding bells, a white dress, a bouquet thrown to friends.

"beyond that i am an international fugitive that cannot go through legal channels to engage in marriage, i have made a vow. many years ago, i was married to the only woman i thought would ever love me. we had a daughter that would be an adult by now, perhaps finding her own love in someone else and choosing if she wishes to marry. they were slaughtered when i became a fugitive, and i swore on both their deaths, that i would never marry again, nor try to be a father to anyone else."

his gaze has settled back on the floor by now, natural hand at his side flexing in and out of a nervous fist.

"i would never wish to tie violet down, either. her freedom in every capacity will always be my priority. marriage is messy once someone wants to leave, and when that day comes for her for whatever reason, i want it to be as easy as possible on her to be able to make the choice to walk away from me."

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CHARACTER HEADCANON GENERATOR

Rules: Mark if the HC is wrong or right.

nala, leonard, butcher, klaus and xephyr.

tagged by: @rasskaz4ik for nala & leonard, and stolen for the others! tagging: @wihlted, @awkwardcourage, @garglemyballsack, @thcbvtcher / @starliqqht, @etharest && you !! tag me so i can see it.

NALA.

she is an introvert. ✘ she is awful with technology and don't know how to use a smart phone. ✘ she is constantly singing for no reason. ✘ she listens to 80s music. ✔ she is not good with social cues. ✔ explanation: she's not introverted, she's just better than all of the people around her and refuses to lower herself to interacting with them. she is a tech wiz and picked up the technology of starfleet within days despite the 300 year gap between it and what she had last utilized. she never sings; it is a waste of valuable time, air and energy and you're not worthy of hearing it. she loves classical by modern standards when she's officially enlisted in starfleet, favoring the beastie boys, queen, cyndi lauper, ac/dc and guns 'n' roses. she doesn't have time or enough care to figure out if you're sad because you're frowning or distant; tell her or fuck off.

LEONARD.

he gets ready for christmas way to early. ✘ he stole a lollipop at the checkout when he was 5 and he still feels guilty about it. ✔ he is not allowed to drink energy drinks. ✔ he likes to sing at four in the morning. his neighbors hate him. ✘ he had an emo phase. ✘ explanation: he actually doesn't celebrate christmas for a very long time because it's a sore spot after his divorce from angelina, though he will get gifts for his mama and serena, and after ellie mae is born he starts to decorate with more emphasis after lizzy comes to live with them. he didn't even realize it was stealing until he was in the truck with his dad eating it and mark asked where'd you get that champ and leonard suddenly felt so bad even though later on maggie told him that his dad actually paid for it. less that he's not allowed, he just won't because they're really bad for the health of humans and he prefers coffee anyway. even if he does sing, that early even, it's never that loud because it would be a lullaby for ellie mae or something soft for serena only for whoever it is aimed at, very quiet and private. that man has been y'all'd to death; he didn't wrassle gators for you to assume he would let his hair get in the way or his phat ass would fit in skinnies.

BUTCHER.

he shops exclusively at hot topic. ✘ he sings in the shower. ✘ he can't sit in a chair properly. ✔ he has punched a hole in the wall. ✔ if he was presented with an intergalactic portal, he would enter it without question. ✔ explanation: he looks like it, if we were talking about older hot topic but we're not; he looks like he's from the porno version of the matrix, get it right, GOD, IDIOTS!!! he dies in the shower occasionally, but he doesn't really sing often enough for it to be definitive, though he has caught himself being n*sync pilled by nelly a time or two after she was taken by vought. he manspreads, one leg up with knee towards his chest, criss cross applesauce, you name it; never correct, always radiating phat dick energy. this one's a given, on purpose and on accident and while fistfighting god (homelander) or his daughter. hell yeah he's going through that, his first wife came out of one so there's probably all kinds of cool shit in there!

KLAUS.

he has punched a hole in the wall. ✔ he killed princess diana. ✘ he likes board games, but no one else wants to play with him. ✔ he has one, very simple word that he cannot figure out how to pronounce. ✔ he got hit by a bus once. ✔ explanation: purposely and in the midst of a fight several times but it was more 'damn i need to check if this arm works and can go through brick'. baby no. it's not that no one wants to play with him, it's that he cannot bring himself to play games again because he used to play with lore every tuesday and friday all night long, and it just brings up too many painful memories and flashbacks. you leave that man and his heavy german accent alone. is this really surprising, or that he survived and just kinda got up and kept running from the dynacorp cops.

XEPHYR.

she has an intense fear of water. ✘ if she likes someone, she will give them a pretty rock. ✔ she has a sword under her bed. ✔ she desperately needs a hug but doesn't know it and refuses to ask for one. ✘ she steals other people's clothes. ✔ explanation: no that's her bestie-twin, she's not allowed cause one of them has to be brave on the island. the pretty rock is usually from one of the beaches, the forest, or just straight up gemstones she's had crafted into a piece of jewelry for them and it happens very often. she actually has four swords and about thirteen daggers / knives as well as a portal to the nether dimension she shoves her garbage into in the middle of the night when she's too tired to get up. that girl knows how to ask for any and everything she wants, what the hell do you mean; she's not shy about it at all, she'll walk up to a complete stranger and say some shit like 'i love and want your scarf tell me where you got it or i'm mugging you'. -> she steals them but 99% of the time it's more like 'i'm taking this now' and she just walks off with whatever it is; she has about thirty of moralaeth's shirts alone.

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@purgirltory sent : [44.] Violet lazily traces bite marks she left on Klaus

there is something soothing about having a presence beside him after so many years of running. of being absolutely, completely, wholly alone with his thoughts every single night so that all that could drown him enough to sleep would be to stare at the ceiling in whatever bed was home for the night, but wouldn't be the next. there's a splendor that's nigh impossible to describe that takes the form of the girl tucked so tight into his side, drawing shapes he barely feels outside of the sting of when she grazes divots in crimson, that he still does not truly believe he is worthy of possessing.

but here he lays, after a session of something that feels so much greater than what a normal human would think of when the word intimacy is used. rarely do they ever have blatant intercourse, more oft tormenting one another's sadomasochism in the form of things like the teeth marks she so lovingly doodles over with her fingertips on his chest where the skin is already red and ragged, destroyed by the chemical peeling that had taken away the ghost of the limb wrapped around her body to keep her there, lest she float away into the oblivion that is the reality he is certain he will wake to in the morning.

she says something, soft and barely audible for someone that isn't mostly deaf, and he only knows it because he feels the rumble of her body, her chest vibrating against his mostly dead side that lights up solely for her. he feels nothing, unless it is some microcosmic attachment to violet.

head turns from staring blankly up at that ceiling that has been home for too long to count the days, even though he does just that, and his attention sets on where hair covers her pretty face from him, strands coaxed out of the way by metal fingers as he tucks his lower cheek and chin against her forehead. "what was that, liebchen?"

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@purgirltory sent : Is that all you've got? -> Klaus

there is no real thought in him when she says it. it is all gut reactions, instincts, and what he would have done in a real fight or flight scenario. left, polycarbonate arm swings after her smaller fist makes contact with his natural bicep hard enough for him to feel through all the fried nerve endings, and before he has much of a chance to consciously react -

metal fist connects with and cracks her jaw in several fracture chains.

brain follows shortly after the sound resonates in mostly deaf ears.

"liebchen--"

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@purgirltory sent : Violet, nudging her head under Klaus' arm — "I'd never leave you alone, by the way. Ever. Yer so stuck with me."

she is suddenly under his arm, and even though he couldn't feel her until his arm moves, he knows she is there. it is not scent or audio that alerts him, but her presence in general. he exists, she exists, and it is like a trigger being activated when she is close enough - a magnet being intrinsically pulled to look violet's way.

klaus welcomes the presence, lifting his arm for her more and folding its flesh, bone and long sleeve of dark blue fabric and overlaid tee-shirt around her shoulders.

"this is good to hear, ja? because i would not allow you doing so." he grins that crooked thing and leans to kiss her temple. "you are bound to me forever. ja. it is law."

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tagged by: @thcbvtcher & @awkwardcourage & stolen from @redstrng cause i was a ding dong and thought it was something else. tagging: @purgirltory cause i wanna see how perfect they are for each other.

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