#klisaac

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I really enjoy your stuff with wolfsicle because there's a side you make klaus see that's different and goes really well

omg thank you so much?? I truly enjoy klisaac for the same/similar reasons too. I haven't seen much klisaac happening, more so regarding the emotional connection sense that my muse has with S'. Props to S though, for playing Isaac so wonderfully ic; I'm not sure that I could've created this without her being as perfect as she is. I've always loved exploring different dynamics with muses and this relationship Klaus has/is developing with Isaac is honestly one of my favourites. 

otp: tortured souls trying to find a way out of the darkness in each other 

sOBS. 

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"you made me yours for a reason." halp me I'm having klisaac feelings and i can't get up

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klaus/isaac!

Give me a ship and I’ll reply with a six word story about them.

Companionship estranged, refuge is one another. 

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旦

旦: my “friends-with-benefits” pairing

Ooh. I don't actually have one of those yet. I guess, at the moment, my Klisaac with wolfsicle is pree much that. But it's like a minion-with-benefits thread tbh. LOL. I'd really likes some more of that pairing, though. 

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✿ the thing!

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number

 rain kiss

The previously pleasant warmth inside the room now felt as though it was increasing to a smother, the space he’d been occupying only seconds before now empty, vacating a space within Klaus vowed blind against its existence. Gone. He said that he’d go but Klaus had never believed him; if his will did not keep him here then the sirebond would. Yet, Isaac had left both the house and him. Stubborn pride kept him stood still and irrational feeling thrust him forward. His mind stayed and his body strode, groping at handles to assist his clumsy departure. 

He found him soon afterwards, trudging through puddles of black as rain pelted at his every angle, spraying its white hiss about his frame. Klaus reached him in a brisk motion and turned the boy without as much as a breath. He kissed him, hard and full upon the mouth as his hands encased his jaw and his body slicked its length against his. Klaus knotted their tongues and his fingers knotted Isaac’s hair, refusing to recline. Only, when he did, he spoke.

"No, you’re not."

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§ [runs away]

Send me a § if you ship our muses~

*catches* KLISAAC IS ONE OF MY MANY GUILTY PLEASURES OMG. LOVEE

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[14:03:36] niklaus stark: HOW IS IT GONNA START

[14:04:11] ⎡ yodelaheyhoo ⎦: That-- is a good question.

[14:04:22] ⎡ yodelaheyhoo ⎦: "once upon a time, there were two ridiculously attractive men--"

[14:06:09] niklaus stark: 'And the ful-lipped one said to the other: 'would you likemy lips to grace your cock?'

[14:08:04] ⎡ yodelaheyhoo ⎦: "and so began a love story of sorts, though ridden with angst and far too much blood."

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*snogs roughly* Pass this on to the next 5 blogs on your dash.

"Definitely the hormones."