#moonbeammuses

[clochanam]

" THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS. " - Sherlock, Jimmy, Sebastian, and Carmo lmaoooo (or any number of them that feels right to you never any pressure ♥)

send in " THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS. " and i'll answer the following questions in relation to aisling and your muse! ( ACCEPTING! )

( listen i went for all of them bc god won't let me do things in moderation, also ur muses are all too excellent to be ignored! )

SHERLOCK:

would she trust your muse to look after her children? so she would trust him in terms of keeping them alive but she's seen the inside of his fridge and she just decides that somehow the task of babysitting the kids is smth that needs sherlock to be with john. that said, the kids are all super excited to have sherlock looking after them!!! it's just that aisling worries that it's not something sherlock would appreciate!

would she name a dish in the diner after your muse? she would! (i'm so sorry, the best one i've come up with in the years of our friendship is the sher-lox holmes bagel--)

would she specifically introduce your muse to stanley and richard? she absolutely would, and stanley immediately decides that he's gonna have to find ways of sneakily adopting him bc "hey now u can't be going into your little mind castle without a good meal" and richard's just relieved to find someone to help him with his lifelong goal of solving the NYT crossword puzzle.

does she trust your muse enough to tell them about her past? i think sherlock would've figured a lot of it out long before the time came for her to decide to tell him, but she does eventually reveal what happened after seeing how he operates for so long. it's not even about solving the past, she knows what happened, she just wants him to understand her when it comes to certain things that might cause her to act strangely.

would she tell her children and the squad to trust your muse in an emergency? oh without a doubt!

would she give your muse a copy of the key to the apartment? yeah, but more specifically she also gives him the key to her closet so he can access files if she goes missing!

would she negotiate your muse's safety with the company (and would they grant that request)? she does negotiate it but the company already knows not to go after him bc they have no interest in getting involved with a man who has redefined thinking outside of the box in high intensity stressful situations.

would she tell your muse about the company? no, but i like to think that he's aware enough of their existence that she only omits her involvement with them, like he probably knows a lot about them already but she's content to play naive and not tell him how she knows them!

would she take your muse to ireland? sherlock is way too smart for it to stop him from finding out the truth, but she wouldn't volunteer to bring him there, even if it was to another county! she finds excuses not to go when he has business on the island, bc if she were to join him it would be a sort of catalyst in him finding out about her past.

would she tell your muse about eoin? i think she'd tell him a tiny bit! like "i was engaged once. he's gone now." but not actually clarifying how he died or what her involvement was. and it's just because sherlock is that brilliant that he'd figure out everything in the blink of an eye, yk? but if he ever brought it up more specifically, she'd come clean and probably give him some time and space to figure out if he wants to remain associated with her or if he'd rather cut ties.

JIMMY

would she trust your muse to look after her children? she would! and she also has the enthusiastic support of the kids to confirm that decision for her.

would she name a dish in the diner after your muse? she would! but it's a work in progress bc i gotta do some research and give him something better than the sherlox holmes bagel--

would she specifically introduce your muse to stanley and richard? she does but i love the idea that they already knew him from the bar! like she makes a big deal of introducing him to them over dinner and they're just thrilled that jimmy and aisling are becoming a thing bc they're some of their favorite people, yk?? stanley and richard shipped it long before any of us even KNEW--

does she trust your muse enough to tell them about her past? i think that in this case it's more like her relationship with jimmy is a special sacred space where her past isn't really given the room to unfold itself for him to see. so she doesn't tell him, not from lack of trust, but because she doesn't want to ruin what they have with the darkness of her history!

would she tell her children and the squad to trust your muse in an emergency? she absolutely would, but the context is slightly changed in that she would encourage them to hide in the bar until the coast was clear as opposed to putting him in a position of having to risk his safety. so it's more like "you can trust him to shelter you, he's never gonna betray you, but let's keep his hands clean."

would she give your muse a copy of the key to the apartment? she does! he's got it with a keychain with a selfie of them in the frame.

would she negotiate your muse's safety with the company (and would they grant that request)? she definitely warns them not to go near him, but it's only when they actually mention him in conversation, and even then he has a solid reputation in the local community so they're like. we're not going to physically harm him in any way bc it would come back around and hurt us in the long run if we did, but we're not taking him off our watchlist.

would she tell your muse about the company? only when she realizes they're keeping an eye on him, and she's very clear about who and what they are, but she's reluctant to explain how exactly it is that she's this knowledgeable of their existence and principles.

would she take your muse to ireland? sheeeee would! but not to the county she comes from, she'd bring him to galway or limerick, but not clare, just because her locals would give him a hearty helping of information on aisling and her past and the legacy she left behind her in ireland. the risk is a lot lower in the neighboring counties without the locals having a significantly different accent to her own.

would she tell your muse about eoin? after a very long time, and the same limited version of events that she shares with sherlock, but one day stanley tells him the full story after a date at the beach goes wrong and she can't bring herself to explain why she's reacting in the panicked way that she is.

SEBASTIAN

would she trust your muse to look after her children? she does, and the kids spend the first five babysitting experiences just figuring him out in their own unique ways. advik refuses to trust him until he learns his top five favorite animals and assigns him an animal reflective of his persona!

would she name a dish in the diner after your muse? the bashed burger is a fast and fond favorite, and the profits are all waiting for him in the thickest enveloped the diner has ever bore witness to. (it's a smashed burger but nobody will ever call it that, it's always the bashed burger--)

would she specifically introduce your muse to stanley and richard? she does, like she doesn't intend for it to happen when it does, but she does introduce him, and after a little warming-up they both agree that they trust him, particularly after seeing how aisling and the kids are around him.

does she trust your muse enough to tell them about her past? lbr he knows a significant chunk of it already, but after a while she does reveal what happened after they were separated and how those events are impacting the present and future for herself and ultimately him as well!

would she tell her children and the squad to trust your muse in an emergency? she would, but even if she hasn't, they know full well that they can rely on him in an emergency. i like to think that he proves himself in small and inconspicuous ways that add up to them agreeing that he's a good guy to trust when shit hits the fan. plus aisling knows he has the training to support their collective survival in a bad situation.

would she give your muse a copy of the key to the apartment? she would, but she presents it to him in a casual way so as not to scare him off, like "hey, you should have this. you know. just in case." bc she's not about to frighten him off just when they've finally been reunited!

would she negotiate your muse's safety with the company (and would they grant that request)? i feel like they reach out to her the second they connect the dots between his sudden presence in the diner and his connection to aisling, but it's less about threatening to hurt him and more about sizing up exactly how much of a threat he's about to become. like she definitely negotiates on his behalf, but they're not about to piss him off first!

would she tell your muse about the company? she would, and she does, and it's very much because of the fact that they're siblings and that the company already have a naturally invested interest in him. the idea that he might benefit from knowing about them and that he might accidentally fall into a trap by NOT knowing is enough to compel her to tell him.

would she take your muse to ireland? yes, but largely because it's a shared trauma and a shared legacy. she can't really shield him from a place that already dealt the damage to both of them.

would she tell your muse about eoin? this is one discussion that she actively refuses to tell him about, because he knows so much already and that vulnerability isn't smth she's prepared to expose herself to. BUT! i feel like he's gonna find out through the trip to ireland or through stanley and richard in extreme situations.

[domuslux]

"James."

Arioch's voice was whisper-quiet and his footfalls silent as he approached. Jim was asleep, arms crossed over one another on his desk and cheek rested atop them. His brow furrowed, occasionally, as he worked out problems and puzzles even in his sleep. But there were moments, however brief, where his face seemed peaceful. Arioch watched him for several minutes, smiling fondly, before he came closer. The angel leaned down to touch his lips to Jim's temple with a tenderness and care only an otherworldly being could manage.

"I missed you."

At first, Jim thought he was dreaming, for only in dreams could he go beyond the space-time in which this body had been keeping him. For the angel, it could have been nothing, but to the human condition that Jim had been subjected to in this life, it had been years. Years of always alone but never lonely, ever since Arioch had revealed himself, for there was always a connection and he would doubt his own life before he'd ever doubt this. This feeling of falling into place, somewhere out of time, of coming home.

With sleepy eyes, Jim reached out for him, awakened by a kiss that sent a wave of energy from his temple to the tip of his toes, pulsating with that familiar warmth he so missed.

Jim pulled Arioch closer over himself, leaning back in his chair as the angel saddled him and looked up with eyes filled with warmth and adoration, Jim's hands wrapped around him and breathed in the relief of the angel's grace flowing through his body, lit up by the golden light of a thousand suns as if a dormant universe has been awaken yet again.

He looked up at the angel's face, as beautiful as the first day he'd seen him, Jim's hands tracing the hairline of his temples, his cheeks, down to his neck and finally embracing him and looking into his eyes. So many things he could allow himself to be and feel for the angel who dragged him from the depths of death against all odds and rules.

"Nah... I haven't missed you." came a reply of his own, "The longing in me had caused stars to burn out, in search of your eyes," Jim confessed in a soft voice, his eyes sparkling amber.

[theseancekid]

He'd only really meant to grab one or two things at first. This whole thing was Allison's fault, actually— her teddy bear fashion show was so painfully vanilla, of course Klaus had taken it upon himself to show her how it's done. All he needed was a nice pair of shoes, but then Grace's dresses were just sitting there and, well, it's not like she's going to need them right this minute anyway, right? They had been so pretty and so soft on his skin, and even with the fabric pooling at his feet and falling over his bony shoulders, the minute Klaus had slipped into the blushing rose pink, he felt...beautiful. Beautiful! Like the kind of fancy people he saw in the old movies, all classy and smart and rich and important. And he feels gentler in this, too, like he's supposed to be having tea instead of fighting crime.

It's perhaps the first time after having picked his name, where he feels like himself.

The sudden swinging of the closet door makes him yelp. He flounders for a moment, losing balance in the big clunky heels, but as soon as he feels himself start to tip, her hands are on him with the instincts of a mother and the precision of a machine.

"I wasn't stealing, I was going to give them back!" He squeals when he's scolded. He hates being accused of stealing— especially when he's actually innocent.

If he looks closely he can see the lenses in her eyeballs adjust, and it's...terrifying, actually, to be caught like this. It's one thing to look at himself in the mirror, but he wonders what his mother sees, if she thinks he looks ugly or stupid or all wrong. He clutches the dress to his chest, tries to pull it up to cover his bare shoulders, but then Grace is speaking to him in that soft voice, and she hands him something pretty and green and— oh.

Oh, he likes the look of the green dress, even before he scrambles out of his pink one. It's a different fabric than the others— vibrant green with a ruff along the bottom and pearl detailing. The minute she helps him slip his arms through the holes he knows this dress was meant for him.

"Mom, mom, take a picture of me! Take a picture, mom! Look, I'm so pretty!" He beams at her as she steps back to look at him, standing tall and proud and—

The whistle from downstairs is shattering.

On a normal day it might strike some dread in his chest, perhaps a healthy dose of anger at his father. But today the whistle feels like a devastating blow— it's more than the training, it's the cruel and never-ending reminder that his life is totally and completely controlled by a man who never even gave him the dignity of a name.

"No." He says, and he stomps his foot inside his mother's heel. "No, I'm not going. You can't make me."

@theseancekid sent: 27﹕ sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes . (for GRACE lmfao!)

Nonverbal Prompts Meme || Accepting

"Oh Klaus!" Grace exclaimed when she opened the closet door to find him there, all knees and elbows, clad in one of her pink dresses and staggering slightly as he stood in her heels. The dress engulfed the skinny legs he was still growing into, and he'd struggled with zipping it, so it hung loose over his shoulders. Grace swept into the space with a bright smile. "Klaus, you need to ask before using other people's things," she admonished gently. "Come now, this isn't your color at all, let's get this one off, okay? Arms up." Moments later she was pressing a vibrant green dress into Klaus' arms. "Here, this one will match your complexion better, but we'll need to pick different shoes-" she plucked a pair from the upper shelf, "-Perfect. Do be careful not to slip over in them, you can hold my hand for balance. Perhaps we can ask Mr. Hargreeves about getting you children a weekend wardrobe." Unlikely. But she remained ever positive.

"Oh yes," she said, clapping her hands together and nodding appreciatively at her child. "You look positively darling! We should find a scarf-"

From one of the rooms a sharp bell rang out.

"Oh." Grace's smile fell for a moment before she snatched it back into place. "It looks like you kids have training to do. Time to get changed."

[theirvoices]

/// gee, sure has been awhile, hasn't it? I've escaped my abusive marriage, moved into an accessible apartment with my ESA, and am healing really well thanks to my bestie @moonbeammuses 💖 been thinking about coming back and writing maybe...? 😳

[theseancekid]

@moonbeammuses​ sent: Also 19, 23, and 26 ♡

19. what household chore do they like doing? Klaus never minded doing the yard work. He was a very high-energy kid, so raking leaves or mowing the lawn actually gave him an outlet for some of the pent-up energy he had. Of course, being a rich kid in the city meant that often they had a team of landscapers to do what little yard work they had. But during the winter especially, Klaus would love any excuse to help shovel when they got snowed in.

23. do they have a comfort movie? book? tv show? His favorite movie is always going to be To Wong Foo. Absolute queer icon of a film. In terms of TV, he was a late 90′s/early 2000′s kid, so I think his formative years were spent watching Buffy, Twin Peaks, and the X-Files (which he was too young to be watching, but loved anyway).

26. what is their favorite snack food? Sour gummy worms!!! Idk WHY this has been such a solidified headcanon for me because it’s not particularly supported by anything in canon, I just think he likes the chew of the gummies, and of course the sour powder on top of it all. He’s one of those weirdos who will empty all the white powdery citric acid from the bottom of the bag right into his mouth.

[araedi]

Happy Birthday Mojito! 🥳🎊🎉 I hope it was a wonderful day 🥰

// TYSM Moon! It was chilled and the weekend after was absolutely awesome :D

[stylish-alastor]

Sinister: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the world!

Joseph: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment.

Erik: More or less, I guess...

Alastor: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that!

Duo: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept.

Marion: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!

[papabearsinger]

@moonbeammuses​ liked x for a starter!

“ever thought ‘bout quittin’ again? settle down, live a normal life.” it was too late for bobby, but sam & dean - they could still change things, escape. he wanted them to be happy, they deserved to know what that was like. 

[thenamesallison]

🍓 except with a reverse Uno card, because I love your writing and I absolutely ADORE Ally. You've poured so much love and put so much work into her and developing her life and her story, and she's so thought out. Truly. She's kind and considerate and flawed (that matters, you know, a muse having human flaws) and you make her so REAL. Tony (I'm on the wrong blog shh) Tony absolutely loves her with his whole heart and she impresses the hell out of him basically every time I see your writing. Your talent really shines through Ally and I hope you know it. ♥

@mutuals send me a 🍓 and ill compliment u!

omg stop I’m gonna cry this is supposed to be about you!! But this does work as a very good example of WHAT A KIND HUMAN YOU ARE! You are truly one of the nicest, most encouraging, and supportive people I’ve met on this website, and I truly cannot thank you enough for all the kind words you’ve shared since we’ve known each other. Your Tony is great (and so soft don’t tell him), and your OC’s are great—everything about you and your blogs is just great. Everything you said about me I can say about you, so you must take the compliment it’s the whole point of the meme <3

[thekingsparty]

@moonbeammuses​ || i didn’t realize i never fckn continued this:

“They’ll be back,” Dean told himself. They’d be back soon. It was fine. They’d be back soon with the book and he’s be fine. “They’ll be back soon…” Who’d be back soon? He wondered, frowning. Matter of fact, where the hell was he? Some dump of a- uh… Dean’s brain blanked out on the word for a minute while  he stood and looked around the room, spotting small notes on random objects. Right, memory. He was having memory problems. Witch. A witch. Sam had gone to figure it out. With someone else. Red-haired chick. She was nice. They would be back soon.

“They’ll be back soon,” he told himself again, turning to sit back on the- the- He groaned quietly, frustrated, before he spotted a yellow note attached to the downright ugly sheets. -Bed. He sat back down on the end of the bed, bouncing a knee idly and rubbing his hands together.

He’d only just started to forget what the hell he was doing in such a cheap hotel- Hotel! that was the word!- when someone appeared in the room, and Dean almost jumped out of his skin, leaping to his feet before he could really register who the visitor was.

Crowley. Crowley. Dean could remember his NAME. It was Crowley, and Honestly, if Dean had ever been happier to see somebody, he really couldn’t remember.

“Crowley, would it kill you to use a- a uhm-” Dean pointed at the door, snapping his fingers as he tried to grasp the word. “That thing- for once?” he asked.

there was only little the winchesters could do without crowley finding out about it, he heard all the chatter roaming about, he heard the whispers & the rumbles in the depths of hell. demons were inquisitive, they were curious bastards & of course crowley had a few of them watching the boys as well. he knew when they needed help, but only sometimes decided to step in. most of the time they didn’t deserve his help - or need it. they had plenty of people just waiting to help. 

witches were involved though, as was his mother, so he had to peek his head in - at least quickly to see what she was up to. he wasn’t responsible for her, but .. part of him felt like he was - like it was his fault she was terrorizing them now. not that they didn’t deserve some terror now & then for what they put him through. anyway, some digging & he knew where they hid dean & what better way to say hello than pop right in, right? 

he found the room littered in post-it notes - bright, yellow & not all too pleasing on the eye, yet he couldn’t deny they were quite .. handy in this case. dean noticed him & for a split second the demon’s heart almost shattered at the mere idea dean might not remember him. but he did. of course he did, he could never forget him, could he? soft smile on pleased lips, but he let only a soft chuckle sound, a subtle twitch of calm shoulders. “happy to see me as always. well, i’ve missed you too, darling.” slow steps closer, he had a little wiggle to his steps, seeing dean always pleased him, “the door might be locked. why would i risk that? you’re not hiding anything from me, are you?” a lover, maybe?

[clochanam]

is that a common fear? and the second he asks the question, it hits her like a bolt of lightning that actually, yes, it's extremely likely that the lack of response towards the advertisement has been because of actual and well-placed fear that there might have been a sinister ulterior motive. when she'd initially thrown it out for free, people had actually called the diner and interrogated her until she finally threw a price on it. now it's just been silent.

" god, no! look, let me just... i want to tell you something. " she's sweeping her hair back off her face and into a half-assed ponytail, exhaling wearily as she tries to find the best way to phrase it all. " i have more money than i know what to do with. i was going to find excuses to not charge you the rent in the first place. but free apartments in manhattan? they don't exist. it just makes no sense to charge people money to stay here, because you're staying above a 24/7 diner. we never close. i don't need rent money. but i do want to offer the room, because times are tough, right? if you want it, it's yours. and if you want to work at the diner, or help out in some way, you don't have to! but if you wanted to, i get it, and that's fine. i just... we're good people. you have my word. "

Marion stared. He didn't mean to, but, well, there he was. "What?" fell out of his mouth. One hundred dollars? a month? That had to be a mistake, she was gonna correct herself and say a thousand any second now, right?

But she didn't, and in fact she looked very expecant that Marion catch on.

Then, "What??" he repeated, his chest fluttering with something like hope. Orion's hand squeezed his arm from where he sat next to him. Marion didn't have to look to know his brother's breath was stuck in his chest. Yeah. Marion agreed mentally. I can do that. He was averaging a hundred a week. He could push a little harder, and Orion was wanting to work, too- "Sold," he blurted as his brain tried to finish its mental math.

"You're not gonna try and serve us in one of those dinners, are you?" he asked, mostly joking. There was a catch. There was always a catch. But this could work until they figured out what the catch was.

[benevolentgodloki]

EIGHT QUESTIONS FOR NINE PEOPLE

Thanks for the tag @antvnger

(Loki's Answers)

1. Last song I listened to

"The Outsiders by NEEDTOBREATHE. I was listening to something Lang had on. I'm marginally concerned by the band's name. If you could all refrain from Thanos jokes. I've heard them all before."

2. Favorite color

🐍🐍🐍

3. Last TV show/movie I watched:

"Pretty Woman. It was playing on what you lot call Valentine's so I gave it a try. Not a bad little story. Can't help but feel some problems would have been better solved with a touch of subtle violence."

4. Currently Watching:

"I'm not currently watching anything. Oh, is this when you people start watching a full series? Someone recommend something to me. If I can hog the TV long enough while Thor's out and Kjaera's at school, I may find the time."

5. Sweet, Savory, or Spicy:

"Generally, sweet. Unless it's bacon."

6. Relationship Status:

"Unattached."

7. Current Obsession:

"That would be telling. I am however enjoying playing how many different people I can impersonate for my security consulting work."

8. Last Thing I Googled:

"Best breakfast bars in California."

No pressure tags: @araedi @forevermuses @kissedbymischief @ravarui @cordeliabarton @paragonrising @alyafae @blindbastard @moonbeammuses and anyone else in the multiverse directory who wants to idle away the time.

[domuslux]

❧ I'm sure you're just SO surprised to find this out. ♥

😭😭😭 I've never seen a pairing more shippable in my life!

[theirvoices]

@moonbeammuses​ asked :  “i just want to feel something.” - Miriam to Roderick (from a smut meme you didnt reblog)

Quiet held in the air between them at her words. Roderick’s dark eyes looked between Miriam’s. She was serious. He could see it in the way her body had tensed as he stopped her from stripping, the way her sapphire eyes flashed, full of unspoken things. If she left here with that look in her eye, he didn’t want to think of what might follow.

His grasp on her wrist loosened, it’s firmness fading as he considered her. He didn’t know what had led to this for her. He had known something was up when her reaction to seeing his scar-littered body was so... A lovely woman like her? There was no way she would look at him the way she’d been looking without a reason. So when she’d begun to strip before him, he’d moved without a thought to stop her.

Ah, he thought as he released her wrist, moving to cup her cheek instead. She wants to escape. He’d played the role before, though not in a long time. “Miss Miriam, if that is what you truly want from me...” he began, dropping his shirt to the side, pulling Miriam closer by her waist. “Than I am yours, tonight.”

[domuslux]

As if hypnotized, Jim watched him, taking in every inch of his face, unsure when he would ever see him again. That he would, he had no doubt. He would raise hell to bind his soul to his angel before he'd ever leave this life. Not that he even knew if that was possible, Jim knew many things but when it came to this, he found himself lacking. But very interested to learn.

Savoring the touch, Jim caught one of Arioch's fingers between his lips before it slipped away, gazing into his eyes with a dirty look on his face. He rose his head as prompte by the angel, a breathed-out moan escaping his lips. His heart was pounding so hard, that he could hardly breathe with the throbbing in his neck as he held that posture.

Jim extended a hand behind Arioch and dragged it across the desk, everything clattering to the floor, and held the angel by his ass, lifting him on the desk. "You're such a tease," Jim purred and came closer, just as Arioch did, lips nearly touching "If only I knew how to show you what I really want. How to never miss you again. How I'd want to be inside you and you inside me, forever..." his eyes roaming, from the angel's fiery eyes to his wings and he felt drunk with an otherworldly desire, not just sexual, but more. Sex was so... mundane.

"And no, I didn't miss you. There's no word to tell you how I feel," he confessed and wished that the angel would just reach inside of him and see, words were so meaningless but nonetheless, he tried.

@domuslux

Arioch smiled a radiant smile at the object of his affection woke, reaching for him, and he melted into that touch. Let himself be swept into Jim’s lap and peppered with light touches as his love examined him.

"Nah... I haven't missed you."

“No?” Arioch was more amused than truly upset by the words. What had that display been then? He’d half expected anger, perhaps even violence, and he’d happily take being in Jim’s lap instead, where he could cup his face and scan Jim’s features, his lips in a slight pout. “Not even a little?”

"The longing in me had caused stars to burn out, in search of your eyes," Jim said. It ached, knowing Jim had ever had to miss him.

“They are here,” Arioch brushed a thumb across Jim’s cheekbone, beneath his own dark eyes, into which he stared, “seeking yours. As the rest of me seeks all of you. And always will.”

He wanted to kiss him. Arioch leaned, as though to do just that, lifting Jim’s chin with a finger and pausing a hairsbreadth from his lips, close enough to feel the warmth of them. “You’re sure you didn’t miss me?” he asked.

[theseancekid]

@moonbeammuses​ sent: 3, 15 and 16 from the details meme ♡

3. what are their favorite fabrics? least favorite? Oh he’s a sucker for anything with fringe or fur! Any type of fabric that he can play with, or run his hands over when he’s high out of his mind. He’s a very tactile person. Velvet is his absolute least favorite lmao he hates the way it feels when you rub it the wrong way. 15. what is their favorite genre of music? Klaus truly listens to Anything and Everything— country, pop, oldies, punk, metal, r&b, ska...but his favorite genre will always be grunge. Something about the raw texture of the vocals. His first crush was Kurt Cobain. 16. what is their favorite flavor in food? Klaus is more of a savory guy, but his favorite flavors trend towards acid and spice more than anything. He likes things in the extreme, and loves the physical sensations that come along with those types of foods. The runny sinuses when things get super spicy, or the puckering sensation right behind his ears when he has something sour— it all reminds him that he’s alive.