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Diego: "You brought me here to cook crack?!"

Klaus: "Yeah? what else is baking soda for?"

Diego: "IDK, Baking?!"

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This is an appreciation post for the fanfic authors who aren’t included on rec lists

For the fanfic authors who don’t get art of their fics

For the fanfic authors who can’t get to 1000/500/100 hits

For the fanfic authors who don’t get comments/reviews

For the fanfic authors who write for small fandoms

For the fanfic authors who write rarepairs or gen fics

For the fanfic authors who get hate for the ships/characters/fandoms they write

For the fanfic authors who write in English despite it not being their first language

For the fanfic authors who don’t write in English

For the fanfic authors who don’t think anyone reads or likes their work

For the fanfic authors who aren’t big name fans

For the fanfic authors who don’t get requests in their inboxes

For the fanfic authors who can’t write stories that are more than a thousand words

For the fanfic authors who only write one ship

For the fanfic authors who are just starting

For the fanfic authors who have been writing fic for years

For the fanfic authors who use fanfic to practice writing

For the fanfic authors who write self-insert fics

For the fanfic authors who write about their OCs

For the fanfic authors who write to vent or cope

For the fanfic authors who are just waiting for their big break

Keep creating, I love you ❤️

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but papa V has bigger🤫

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Every writer has that one story that they don't even intend to write down anymore, but that is forever stuck in their brain.

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Viktor ended the world twice. Allison set up this whole timeline. She stole her daughter from another one. Luther used to be part gorilla and now he's an exotic dancer. Ben went to prison.

The Umbrella Academy Season 4 (Deleted Scene)

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And before all that, I'd had three years clean.

The Umbrella Academy Season 4 (Deleted Scene)

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benarino & klaus

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robert sheehan and justin h. min

- [the way they stole their interactions from us]

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+ bonus: deleted scene

And most importantly, he's a Klaus that Claire likes.

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Sometimes little pleasures in life are loadbearing. Whenever someone is like "If you'd just give up tea and coffee and sugar and--" im like I'll stop you right there. Because if you finish that sentence i am going to kill everyone in this building and then myself. If i have to face the horrors of the world without my little jar of caramel flavoured instant coffee i am going to go full American Psycho. Believe it or not, my main priority in life is not to have perfect teeth or be an Olympic athlete or look like a supermodel, but to actually enjoy living, because I spent far too long not doing that and it royally sucked. And boy, some people don't like hearing that. Particularly dentists

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like no other to you

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Supernatural Season 13 Gag Reel

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Tom Hopper and Robert Sheehan Hot Ones Versus [x]

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The Umbrella Academy 4x05

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Shotgun Opera // Chapter Two.

<< Prologue One [A03]

Chapter Two [A03]

Klaus Hargreeves is down and out when he finds himself in the arms of a man who takes advantage of his desperation. Suddenly Ben finds pulled back from the void to witness an horrific attack that ends up throwing Klaus’ train completely off the tracks. But harsh realisations, dark intrusive thoughts and the fear of following through all point them in the direction of Diego, the only living sibling Klaus’ feels he can trust. But things have changed for him too. He’s learning to navigate a life with his partner, Eudora, and cope with loss of his ‘dream’ job.

Can they all work together to concur their demons? Can Klaus get sober once and for all? And what happens when an unexpected spanner is thrown into the mix?

Warnings [Please Heed!]

Drug Addiction / Drug Abuse / Alcohol Abuse / Prostitution / Rape&Non-Con / S**f-Injury / S*icide Intent / Psychosis

(More to be added)

Chapter Extract:

It didn't happen right away, nor could Klaus pinpoint exactly how long it took for him to be thrown headfirst back into his body, but it was both instantaneous and agonizingly long - maybe even somewhere in between. No matter the time frame, the point still stood that his descent back to life was nothing short of arduous.

It wasn't Number Four's first overdose. He was teetering dangerously into double figures, having overdosed eight, maybe nine times in the last several years. But on this particular occasion, he ' woke ' in the same greyscale world he'd become accustomed to, the world reserved for only the worst of said 'incidents'. 

He stood, dusted himself off and stretched his arms above his head. Nothing ached, no bones or joints popped, no matter how he tried. His head wasn't swimming, nor was his heart pounding out of time. He was sober, truly, a nd, best of all, there wasn't a ghoul to be seen nor heard. Such was the beauty of this monotone land.

He walked for a bit, enjoying the silence and the flora steeped in colourless shadows. There was no movement. No birds in the sky nor breeze to disturb the leaves. Nothing but peace.

Now all he needed was for Her to show up and - Ah, there she was.

A girl painted in the same shades as the world around her cycled along a path carved within the tall grass. Her face was fixed with a scowl.

“You again.” She came to a stop in front of him, her eyes rolling.

Klaus offered a smile, lifting his 'Hello' hand and wiggling the fingers in a mock greeting. His grin grew so wide and forced that it created wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

“ Bonjour mon petit ami ! Fancy meeting you here!”

“This is my home.”

"And golly , don't I just love what you've done with the place." Klaus extended his arms in a wide, all-encompassing gesture. "Plenty of room for little old me."

“No.” She deadpanned, and Klaus' expression immediately dropped.

He knew he was chancing his arm. The little girl never let him stay for long. Even when all he wanted was a few hours, a day tops, where he didn't have to be high enough to hide from his ghosts or sober enough to see them. Just a few blissful minutes of peace! Was that really too much to ask?

"Oh, come on . Just for a little bit longer this time. I promise you -" The medium raised a hand and gave a ' scouts honour ', "I'm house-trained, I'm not too loud, and you don't even need to feed me. I'm a glorified cactus!"

"No." She repeated without hesitation.

He let out a deep sigh, his shoulders drooping with the effort. He never did understand her reasoning, nor did she make him privy to it. Each time he found himself in her world, it was after a particularly heavy night or a freak accident that left him with a nasty concussion on the other side. He'd open his eyes to blacks and greys, she'd give him hell for daring to disrupt her peace, and send him towards some bullshit rig-ma-roll where he'd learn something about himself. Then – poof – he'd wake up with a hangover from hell and a chunk of his memory missing.

Maybe it was God's messed up way of getting him to change utilizing small epiphanies? Or maybe it was just another side effect of his useless-nasty-horrible curse?

No matter, Klaus did what he would always do when she refused him residence; He begged.

“Why not?” He whined, “I'm like your number one fan! Who else do you have dropping in like this, huh?”

"I have plenty of visitors, thank you. None of which as brazen or irritating as you.”

"Yeah, but I bet you let them through instead of blue balling 'em."Klaus huffed, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to be so vulgar in the presence of a lady?"

" Ha !" the medium scoffed, "A lady? You're a cock-blocking asshole with an attitude problem, is what you are, missy. I'll talk how I like."

With a ' hmph ', the little girl turned her bike and began to cycle away.

"Hey! Come back! You can't just leave when I'm talking to you!” Klaus yelled, his legs carrying him after her. But despite her slow pace, the road stretched forever, and she kept moving further and further without any effort at all. "Get...get back here...will ya!?" He panted, his chest growing tighter and tighter as if he'd been running for miles.

When it became clear that his efforts were futile, he stopped, doubling over with his hands balanced on his knees as he gasped for air.

Why did this always happen? Why couldn't she just fucking let him through the God-Damned pearly gates!?

"F-fuck you!” He roared after her, “You hear that, you little twat!?” Without turning, she waved a hand in the air to further his dismissal. “ Fuck.You !"

With a growl, Klaus folded down onto the ground in defeat and waited for the inevitable.

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