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@thedavekatz
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hey all, Klaus already knows this but if by chance someone else does read my blog, I've lost muse for Dave (which sucks)
I don't want to force responses or anything so that's why I've been MIA
I also got a new job!
I won't be able to use my phone during the day anymore as I will be a teacher :)
that being said, I do not know when I'll be able to get on here.
feel free to send asks whenever or message whenever.
I'll get to them when I can.
be kind, always!
“Happy Veteran’s Day, my beautiful soldier! I love you more than anything in all this world!”
"I love you too, angel"
Happy Halloween, sunshine! I bought your favorite candy! Love you!! 🥰
you bought yourself?
Happy Labor Day, sexy soldier!
❤❤❤
Happy AWOL Anniversary to my lovely sergeant!
Thank you, love! I'm glad to be here with you
Happy New Year, my love! I’m glad we had each other to cuddle up with during the fireworks. I love you always and forever! ❤️
Happy new years, love
⭐ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs, it's time to spread positivity!!
you're my fav blog -
“Happy St. Patrick’s Day to the most kind and loving hubby ever! This might sound cliche, but you’re my four leaf clover.”
"Happy st. Patrick's day, baby! I think you're my four leaf clover too"
“Happy Valentine’s Day to my kind, strong, and beautiful sergeant! I love you!”
“Happy Valentines day, my love”
Merry Christmas, sunshine! ❤️ your séance
Merry Christmas. my angel ❤️
S e t m y s o u l o n f i r e
Closed plotted starter for @thedavekatz
Saigon.
After accidentally time traveling from a seedy motel in 2019 to a tent full of soldiers in 1963 Vietnam, Klaus battled his way through the dense humid jungles alongside Dave Katz. He’d grown closer to the soldier as the months passed, and, one night, on the dance floor, they’d bumped into each other and found themselves sharing drinks. In a drunken haze, they later found themselves behind a beaded curtain away from prying eyes where they had their first kiss. A kiss that lit the séance’s soul on fire. It was so sweet, tender, gentle and passionate all at once, but, unfortunately, they had to tread lightly and keep their relationship a secret.
Late at night, when they were certain the others were asleep, they’d cuddle up with one another for as long as possible and steal kisses while listening for signs of movement or waking up. But now they had been granted a period of leave and would be spending it alone together in a hotel in Saigon.
The séance had dreamed of being alone with the soldier, and, even though the hotel room was small and not much to look at in comparison to ones in the future, in his timeline, it had a bed, a shower, something he was grateful for as he hadn’t seen one in months, and a coffee maker. Briefly wondering how much war and jungle filth he was harboring, he pushed that thought aside and faced Dave, searching his eyes, reaching for his hands.
Unsure of how to begin as they never had any privacy before, never made it past kissing, he figured it would be best to clean up first. He didn’t want the soldier to feel pressured to do anything he wasn’t comfortable with. Somewhat nervously, he questioned, “Would you like to take a shower with me?”
Nodding slowly, Klaus discarded the last of his sticky and damp clothing and stepped into the shower. He sighed audibly as the warmth washed over his skin, helping to soothe his tired, achy muscles. It had been too long since he’d seen a real bed and had a hot shower, and he missed it so much. It didn’t matter that he was in a tiny motel room.
What did matter? He was finally alone with Dave. He felt a mixture of things all at once. Anxiety. Shyness. Eagerness. Excitement. They had a hotel room to themselves where they could finally take their relationship further if they wanted to. He didn’t want to push the soldier though. Normally he’d jump right into bed with someone - he had before time traveling - but he and Dave had been together for several months and had not yet slept together. They never could. But it wasn’t just that - the soldier was different. Soft and kind and so gentle. Klaus never thought that would be him, but he loved the tender affection he received. If they chose to explore each other, he didn’t want it to be rushed or forced.
He loved Dave. He knew that. And he wanted to know him. To talk to him.
We could leave this place. Right now. I can get us out. No one would know.
He wanted to tell him that, but he bit his tongue. Later, he thought. Enjoy the shower and alone time you have with him.
Timidly meeting his gaze, he beckoned for him to join him in the shower.
This was something Dave had never done. Something he had never believed he would get to do in his life.
Mainly because of the time he lived in. He couldn’t imagine a life where he could be who he was in public. But right now, right now he was with Klaus alone. No one could do anything.
Dave followed Klaus into the bathroom, he was feeling anxious. But he wanted this. He wanted klaus.
Right Back Where We Started
closed plotted starter for @thedavekatz
An idea to begin a thread based upon the unexpected change in military branches (let’s go, marine, which was stated by a superior in TUA S2) and the time which Dave enlisted (that wasn’t supposed to happen yet, which Klaus stated in TUA S2) was born, so here we are on another adventure! Edit: Some mentioned things took place in the show itself, and it was also mutually decided to have Dave be the age he was in season 1 in this AU.
Landing in the 1960s in Texas with Ben, separated from all of their siblings, had been unpleasant for Klaus in nearly every sense of the word. He’d been thrown in jail, created a cult that he spent more time running away from than sticking with, got into a bar fight, stole a truck to escape and, after trying and failing to stop a much younger version of Dave from enlisting in the army, he relapsed and had too much to drink. All he needed was a temporary escape from the pain of being talked down to by Dave’s uncle and from being punched in the face by Dave himself. Thinking he’d never be able to save him no matter what year or timeline he was in, no matter what he did, he lost all hope and reunited with his siblings to prevent yet another apocalypse that Vanya seemed responsible for, but that went south, too, and Ben stepped in. Upon rescuing her, Number Six’s ghost had permanently disappeared, gone into the light forever.
Fueled by sadness, Klaus returned to his own timeline with Luther, Diego, Allison, Five and Vanya, assuming that things would be back to normal ... but Reginald was very much alive, and Ben had not lost his life...? He’d gone to the dark side and apparently was apart of The Sparrow Academy, whatever that was, and Reginald informed them that he knew The Umbrella Academy would fail and that it no longer existed. Had never existed.
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After several days of wallowing in his own guilt in a cheap motel with cheap booze, Klaus couldn’t stop thinking about his conversation he’d had with Dave in Texas before he left. When they were previously on leave together in Vietnam, before that fateful night that claimed his life, Dave told him when he’d enlisted ... and the date he signed up was wrong. It wasn’t supposed to happen yet. He cursed himself for not trying harder. For not staying behind despite his cross uncle. For running away.
You never come off that hill, Dave, and you do love me. You just don’t know it yet.
He couldn’t let him die. If he could prevent it, then he’d do everything in his power to do so. He wouldn’t lose him. Not again. Not this time. But how would he find him? What if he wasn’t in Vietnam since the date he’d enlisted was wrong? Return to Dallas. To that specific year. Ask the civilians. In a small town like that, surely they’d know something.
In the evening, when he’d sobered up enough and was certain Five was asleep, he stole the briefcase and set it to the correct year and place and opened it. Oddly enough, he ended up where he did previously in Dallas and checked a newspaper to confirm the timeline and location. As planned, he asked any and every civilian he’d encountered if they knew Dave Katz and where he went. Many said he used to work at the local paint shop, but, after hours of searching for information, he finally got a lead - he’d joined the marines.
The marines? That wasn’t supposed to happen either.
Unsure of what to do next, he garbed himself in his military clothing from the Vietnam war, despite it being from the army, and took a chance using his knowledge of when Dave signed up. He had no way of knowing if he’d find him, but he’d keep time traveling until he landed in perhaps another tent full of military personnel.
It took several failed attempts, but he refused to give up. I’m not losing you again. With one final frustrated time travel, he made it into foreign territory. He’d crash landed in the middle of the desert among a group of marines he hoped. Fortunately, for him, it seemed like there was currently some downtime as his last visit to a war zone was immediately active.
Coughing as the scorching sand clouded around his face and went up his nose, he lifted his head and glanced at the seemingly startled men and asked, “Are any of you David Katz, or do you know if he’s here?”
Dave had joined the marines. It wasn’t what he originally going for, but things changed. His family made him do this one instead of the army. But that was alright. He could deal with that. It wasn’t long after he signed up that he was deployed. Which he was kind of glad. He couldn’t get that mans face out of his head. Klaus. He was why he was here now. Or well, that was what he was telling himself. He had to stay active to keep the thoughts out of his head. So that was what he was doing. Dave had been training when he had heard someone was looking for him. By name at that.
Hopping off the bars, he walked over to the group. “that’s me” He said, before he spotted who was asking for him.
Breath catching at the very sight of him, Klaus scrambled to his feet and clutched the briefcase tightly.
“Oh, my God. Dave. It’s ... it’s you. It’s really you.”
He looked just as he did when he’d first met him in Vietnam. That beautiful awestruck soldier that he’d crash landed beside in the humid jungles.
But now he was a marine. Maybe fate wouldn’t claim his life. But he had no way of knowing that either. He likely wasn’t supposed to have been in Vietnam, and probably not here ... where and when was here? ... either. He still strongly believed that the war took his life so he’d leave and return to the Academy.
“Um ... I - I’m Klaus. Klaus Hargreeves,” he stammered. “We knew each other in another life...” and you loved me and then I lost you.
But the last sentence remained unspoken.
His brows furrowed, not understanding what this Klaus person was even talking about. “In a past life? How?” He glanced around, glad the others were starting to leave. It was now just him and Klaus. Hopefully this would be less awkward now.
Meet me under the mistletoe 🎄 Closed starter for Klaus’ hubby @thedavekatz ‘Twas the night before Christmas. . .
Klaus’ family had flown in for the holidays, and they’d just left the party to return to their hotel. As they drove away, the séance admired the snow falling from the window; it blanketed the yard and glistened in the moonlight, and he involuntarily shivered despite how warm the house was. His and Dave’s house.
He ambled up the steps to the loft and opted to light a fire to further heat the bedroom. As soon as it began to crackle, he savored the warmth radiating from it prior to rising to his feet and turning some Christmas music on. Smiling softly but shyly at his husband, he fidgeted with the jingle bell attached to the Santa hat he’d worn the entire day, picked at a loose thread on his dark green silk shirt and pressed an innocent kiss to the soldier’s lips. He had a special gift for him, but he didn’t want to rush into it. It was sentimental to both of them, and he was nervous; he hoped Dave would like it. Eager to slip out of his formal attire and into something more comfortable, he reached for both of his companion’s hands as he murmured, “My love, would you like to begin our holiday celebration with a hot shower?”
Dave wasn’t sure how the Holiday seasons would be without his family here. It was really the first one where he was more aware of what he was missing back home, his mom..sisters.. But he had Klaus here - and he was happy. Happier than he had ever been before. And the party, he felt so welcomed by Klaus’ siblings. This was the life he had always dreamed of having and it was here, it was his. “I think a shower sounds lovely.” He loved the idea of the warmth of the shower and the feeling of putting on fresh pajamas after. The snow was coming down outside. it felt... Well joyful.
Twas the holiday season alright, and Dave was happy.
“Happy Thanksgiving, my beautiful soldier!” He pressed a chaste kiss to his lips and presented a miniature pumpkin pie. “I am thankful for you and all that you’ve done for me to help me overcome addiction and gain better control of my abilities. I love you, Sergeant Katz.”
“Happy thanksgiving, my angel” Dave holds klaus close to him, a smile on his face. “youre so amazing”
closed Halloween starter for @thedavekatz
It was Halloween. Instead of making the house look welcoming, Klaus, who’d already dressed in fleece pants and one of his companion’s shirts, placed the bowl of candy out on the front porch, turned the lights off and locked up. This year, he didn’t have the energy or desire to continuously answer the door for costumed strangers. He wanted to spend time snuggled up in the warmth with his loving husband. The night was clear, cool and crisp, the perfect evening to spend on the glass enclosed deck, easily accessible from their bedroom, beneath the stars. Aside from the loft, it was likely the second coziest room in the rustic home, complete with a canopy bed, a stone fireplace, which currently crackled with dancing flames, and a hot tub. As a final touch, a thermos filled with freshly made hot apple cider rested on the outdoor table near the covered bed. However, an abundant amount of scary movies were being displayed on nearly every station and platform. While they weren’t Klaus’s cup of tea, he felt safe anytime he was curled up in their bedroom or on the couch in Dave’s arms. Prior to inviting him onto the deck, he, standing near the door leading to it, faced him and took his hands. “Sunshine,” he murmured, “would you like to cuddle up inside and watch spooky movies or join me beneath the stars on the deck?”
Dave didn’t mind not going out or interacting with kids. For once, it was just going to be them. No one meddling or interrupting. Just the two of them to do as they please in the comfort of their own home. Dave was glad when Klaus suggested this, he hadn’t been in the halloween mood for some reason, and it was like Klaus knew that. But this, this was amazing. “How about movies? We haven’t had a good movie marathon in a while..” Anything was fine as long as he had Klaus.
Right Back Where We Started
closed plotted starter for @thedavekatz
An idea to begin a thread based upon the unexpected change in military branches (let’s go, marine, which was stated by a superior in TUA S2) and the time which Dave enlisted (that wasn’t supposed to happen yet, which Klaus stated in TUA S2) was born, so here we are on another adventure! Edit: Some mentioned things took place in the show itself, and it was also mutually decided to have Dave be the age he was in season 1 in this AU.
Landing in the 1960s in Texas with Ben, separated from all of their siblings, had been unpleasant for Klaus in nearly every sense of the word. He’d been thrown in jail, created a cult that he spent more time running away from than sticking with, got into a bar fight, stole a truck to escape and, after trying and failing to stop a much younger version of Dave from enlisting in the army, he relapsed and had too much to drink. All he needed was a temporary escape from the pain of being talked down to by Dave’s uncle and from being punched in the face by Dave himself. Thinking he’d never be able to save him no matter what year or timeline he was in, no matter what he did, he lost all hope and reunited with his siblings to prevent yet another apocalypse that Vanya seemed responsible for, but that went south, too, and Ben stepped in. Upon rescuing her, Number Six’s ghost had permanently disappeared, gone into the light forever.
Fueled by sadness, Klaus returned to his own timeline with Luther, Diego, Allison, Five and Vanya, assuming that things would be back to normal ... but Reginald was very much alive, and Ben had not lost his life...? He’d gone to the dark side and apparently was apart of The Sparrow Academy, whatever that was, and Reginald informed them that he knew The Umbrella Academy would fail and that it no longer existed. Had never existed.
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After several days of wallowing in his own guilt in a cheap motel with cheap booze, Klaus couldn’t stop thinking about his conversation he’d had with Dave in Texas before he left. When they were previously on leave together in Vietnam, before that fateful night that claimed his life, Dave told him when he’d enlisted ... and the date he signed up was wrong. It wasn’t supposed to happen yet. He cursed himself for not trying harder. For not staying behind despite his cross uncle. For running away.
You never come off that hill, Dave, and you do love me. You just don’t know it yet.
He couldn’t let him die. If he could prevent it, then he’d do everything in his power to do so. He wouldn’t lose him. Not again. Not this time. But how would he find him? What if he wasn’t in Vietnam since the date he’d enlisted was wrong? Return to Dallas. To that specific year. Ask the civilians. In a small town like that, surely they’d know something.
In the evening, when he’d sobered up enough and was certain Five was asleep, he stole the briefcase and set it to the correct year and place and opened it. Oddly enough, he ended up where he did previously in Dallas and checked a newspaper to confirm the timeline and location. As planned, he asked any and every civilian he’d encountered if they knew Dave Katz and where he went. Many said he used to work at the local paint shop, but, after hours of searching for information, he finally got a lead - he’d joined the marines.
The marines? That wasn’t supposed to happen either.
Unsure of what to do next, he garbed himself in his military clothing from the Vietnam war, despite it being from the army, and took a chance using his knowledge of when Dave signed up. He had no way of knowing if he’d find him, but he’d keep time traveling until he landed in perhaps another tent full of military personnel.
It took several failed attempts, but he refused to give up. I’m not losing you again. With one final frustrated time travel, he made it into foreign territory. He’d crash landed in the middle of the desert among a group of marines he hoped. Fortunately, for him, it seemed like there was currently some downtime as his last visit to a war zone was immediately active.
Coughing as the scorching sand clouded around his face and went up his nose, he lifted his head and glanced at the seemingly startled men and asked, “Are any of you David Katz, or do you know if he’s here?”
Dave had joined the marines. It wasn’t what he originally going for, but things changed. His family made him do this one instead of the army. But that was alright. He could deal with that. It wasn’t long after he signed up that he was deployed. Which he was kind of glad. He couldn’t get that mans face out of his head. Klaus. He was why he was here now. Or well, that was what he was telling himself. He had to stay active to keep the thoughts out of his head. So that was what he was doing. Dave had been training when he had heard someone was looking for him. By name at that.
Hopping off the bars, he walked over to the group. “that’s me” He said, before he spotted who was asking for him.
Closed starter for @thedavekatz
One year ago, Klaus and Dave celebrated their love and commitment to one another by getting married. They’d hosted an outdoor wedding in the fall among the color changing leaves and pleasantly cooler weather prior to traveling to their honeymoon destination.
Tonight, the séance wanted to do something special and romantic for his soldier, so he spent some time planning and thinking about it, taking extra care to avoid letting the secrets slip out. Pleased that the night was clear and cool, he opted to make Dave’s favorite meal - grilled shrimp casserole with lemon pepper and basil seasonings, pasta with cheese and a mixture of vegetables. He took his time with the preparations and, once everything was cooked to perfection, he dished equal portions onto two plates, covered them with a stainless steel dome to ensure they stayed warm and placed them on the dinner table. He then lit the scented candles, dimmed the lights and filled the crystal glasses with faux sangria, a mixture of mixed chopped fruit, red grape juice, cranberry juice, orange juice and a dash of soda.
As a final touch, he loaded the dishwasher and started it prior to moving to stand by the front door to greet his lover when he returned home.
Dave had gone out for the day to get a few surprises for Klaus. He had flowers, and something else he placed in an envelope. The soldier wasn’t expecting Klaus to do anything big, or anything at all. Just a nice night with one another was good for him. So when he opened the door and caught a sniff of that aroma, of the smell of the food, his grin grew even more. “Someone has been busy, huh?” He questioned, placing a kiss to Klaus’ cheek.
