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Gummy Bears and Other Love
For @phantomofmischief for @harcest-month
"I'll get my things."
Diego rolls his eyes as Klaus pats his chest, and yet, he waits for Klaus to get his things, whatever they may be to drop him off wherever he wants to go because he always waits, and he always will.
Klaus has his feet up on the dash babbling on about something or other and Diego looks over at the gummy bears in Klaus's lap, "What, you're not gonna offer me one? We've been patrolling for hours and you haven't offered me one gummy bear."
Klaus stops mid sentence and looks at Diego with wide eyes, "All you had to say was you wanted some."
He picks out a red one and puts it in Diego's mouth, which causes Diego to blush some. "Chew like a good boy."
Well, that made Diego stop talking and he chews the gummy bear like he was supposed to and swallows, trying to look solely on the road but looking at Klaus every so often. "Uh… you can feed me more."
Klaus chuckles, not expecting that exactly. "Yeah? You like for me to feed you?"
Diego grins, "Yeah, I think I like for you to feed me, what about it?"
"I could feed you other things, like dinner tonight."
Diego bites his bottom lip some, "Klaus Hargreeves, are you asking me on a date?"
Klaus shrugs, popping some more gummy bears into her mouth, "I mean, no, because you'd have to buy the dinner, I'm just offering to feed it to you."
With a slight laugh, Diego replies, "Okay, yeah, I'll buy, you feed."
"Kinky."
"Shut up."
"You love it."
"You know what? Maybe I do."
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7th entry for @harcest-month
Type: moodboard
Pairing: Horrance (Umbrella!Ben/Klaus)
Requester: @fiyero3305
Request: Could I see an Umbrella!Ben/Klaus moodboard? I'm thinking something in the rainy, wistful realm
A/N: apologies but it definitely turned out extra sad 😅

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happy @harcest-month ^u^ brellie ben/klaus/sparrow ben sketch for @fiyero3305 !
first time drawing sparrow ben and it was so much fun! i hope you like it :3
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One more week of this month! Go send these fine folks a request!
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Okay so watching old classic movies are great for AU ideas, especially with how silly some of the plots can get. So here’s an idea @pebbles-12345 and I played with based on the 1945 film Christmas in Connecticut (Kliegen of course cuz it’s me lol).
Klaus is a writer of a food blog for a popular website, sharing delicious recipes and glimpses into the happy home life he shares with his husband Ben and their adopted child. His boss Reginald Hargreeves tasks him with showing hospitality to a recently retired detective in need of experiencing a traditional family Christmas to lift his spirits.
The only problem? Everything about Klaus’s blog is a lie. In order to keep his job, Klaus needs to convince his roommate Ben to pretend they’re married, find a fake child and an entire farm in Connecticut.
So we have Ben and Klaus, the roommates with secret crushes on each other now pretending to be married with their adopted child Claire, who they’re actually just babysitting along with the house as her parents Allison and Luther visit other relatives for the holidays. Klaus and Ben were not expecting the former detective Diego to be so charming and attractive and have to try very hard not to flirt lest the illusion be broken and Klaus loses his job.
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Harcest Month '25 Fic 3: "Beasts and the Men Who Pursue"
Word Count: 700 (there's more, but it started getting too long for a drabble so I'll let you know when I post the rest!)
Pairing: Diego/Klaus/Ben
Requestor: @phantomofmischief
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"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME! I CAME HERE TO HELP YOU PEOPLE!" Diego screams at the crowd who bagged and bound him. He'd heard this village had been plagued by a beast for years and came to offer his services as a demon hunter but the bastards had jumped him. Within the burlap sack he's conscious of being lifted into what he realizes is a cart once it begins moving. With all the jostling of the ride, he's able to surreptitiously loosen the hasty, amateur bind job done on his arms.
Little by little he regains mobility.
Just a bit more and he'll be able to reach his dagger...
A shove hits him and without warning Diego is careening ass over head down a slope, cracking against rocks and scraped by thorns as the sound of the crowd grows distant. Just as suddenly as the tumble began, it stops with an impact that empties Diego's lungs of all breath.
On the rocky ground he tries to assess his injuries as he slowly regains the ability to breathe. Head is dizzy, but functioning; there's blood in his mouth, but his teeth seem intact; legs are essentially fine; shoulders have taken the most damage in the tumble and the right in particular is protesting loudly to his attempts to move it.
Damn.
The frustrated grunt he lets out echoes off in the distance, which makes him assume he must be in some kind of cave. He listens to the echo dying away and that's when his ears pick up the faint sound of whispering.
Instantly his body is energized and despite the pain in his extremities he returns to furiously shimmying out of his restraints. As soon as his arms are free he grabs his dagger while simultaneously whipping the sack off his head. It does little to improve his vision in the darkness of the cave but there's enough moonlight shining through the entrance that he can at least see a craggy wall to his side. Silently, he puts his back to it and moves into the shadows, dagger drawn and stance low.
The whispering decreases in volume but seems to increase in urgency before going silent. Who- or whatever is in this cave with him is aware that he's freed himself.
It must be the beast he thinks, remembering why he came to this damned village in the first place, and he tenses his muscles while furiously going through his knowledge of cave-dwelling creatures and their weaknesses in preparation for a fight. He's only ever encountered an Olitiau once but he's heard stories of other creatures, strong and horrible, which make their homes in caves such as this.
None of which prepare him for the sight that approaches him.
Stepping into the scant moonlight coming down the slope he was dropped down is a lithe, pale figure. Tall and slender, it takes a moment for him to realize it's a man.
"H-hello?" the man calls in a lilting voice. "Is someone there?" He whips his head, searching, long waves of dark hair flowing as he casts his gaze about the space. "Please, I-I've been lost here for so long! Can you help me?"
Diego feels a pull in his chest and begins to lower the dagger.
"My village threw me down here and I can't get out! I don't know how long I've been here, but I'm all alone and scared"
Wait, alone? No, there had been at least two voices whispering together. And his clothes and face are far too clean and fresh to have been lost in a cave for any length of time. Instead of lowering the dagger, Diego uses his other hand to grab one of the throwing knives from his belt. Even without his preternatural gift of aim, this man is an easy target; he'll have the blade sunk in his forehead and be dead before he even hits the ground. Diego cocks his arm and—
SLAM!
Something fast and powerful in the darkness knocks Diego to the stone wall behind him and he cries out. The last thing he hears before a second slam knocks him unconscious is his mark exclaiming, almost admonishing, "BENJAMIN!"
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I am working on the next batch of harcest requests, sorry for the delay!
I was also thinking, to keep the love going during this month, I’ll try to post about random AUs or fic ideas I have, maybe some art WIPs (and perhaps even try to finish some if people are interested 👀)
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everytime someone does my request or reblogs my work with lovely words i explode into a million pieces from happiness
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Gimme Kliego first date teenage years 🥰
6th entry for @harcest-month
Type: Drabble (473 words)
Pairing: Kliego
Requester: @supernaturalavenger
A/N: teen years post Five leaving but pre Ben passing; they’re roughly 14/15 in this
“Yes, I don’t trust you to not peek,” Diego says holding the scarf out more insistently.
“And here I thought you were vanilla,” Klaus smirks, delighting at the shade of pink Diego’s cheeks turn. “Didn’t know you had it in you,” he winks before lifting the scarf up to cover his eyes, knotting it in a bow behind his head.
“It’s not mine, it’s mom’s —"
“Kinky.”
Diego sighs reaching to take hold of Klaus’ arm, “it’s not like that…ugh you’re making me regret all the effort I put into this.”
It’s a lie, but he’s hoping with the scarf blocking Klaus’ view that maybe there’s a small chance he won’t be called out.
“Aww Deedee you do care,” Klaus sing songs, shifting closer until he’s practically snuggled up against Diego’s side. “I’ll behave, just lead the way Romeo”
Diego would be lying if he said he wasn’t feeling nervous; hell, his stomach felt like a damn Gordian knot. But everything needed to be perfect, it wasn’t like he had many opportunities to make this sort of thing happen.
As luck would have it, Sir Reginald was out of the country for the next week. Thankfully they’d managed to catch a break training on account of Pogo being tied up focusing on Grace’s upgrades.
The true windfall of luck however came in the form of Spaceboy and Rumor being pulled for media. Ben had begged off with a migraine, although Diego is fairly certain he just wanted to be left alone to read, and V tended to stay sequestered to their room these days, practicing.
They were well and truly alone for once, and Diego wasn’t going to waste the chance to stage the perfect first date.
It’s cheesy perhaps, but he’s spent some serious time trying to fix up one of the empty rooms on the other wing of the academy. He wishes he had the funds to take Klaus out properly, but for now he’d work with what was at his disposal.
He’d set up an indoor picnic, the floor strewn with rose petals leading to a blanket with a tiny table setup between two pillows for sitting. The table held a candle, as well as an array of klaus’ favorite foods, and a single red rose on one side of the table. He had managed to hang fairy lights to give a cozy vibe.
He just hoped it was enough.
“Okay, you can take the blindfold off…”
“Oh…you did all this for me?” Klaus looks touched, if not a bit overwhelmed as he looks over the decorated room. “De, it’s beautiful,” he murmurs leaning in to press a soft kiss to Diego’s cheek in thanks.
For the first time that day, Diego feels that ever present knot loosen.
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Sparrow Ben/Klaus doodle for @harcest-month for @fiyero3305 !!
it seems ben is warming up to klaus!
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Viktor/Allison drabble for @harcest-month for @pebbles-12345
Allison sweeps stray strands away from where she holds a thick lock in her hand, separating his hair in a seemingly endless pattern.
There isn't much for Viktor to guess from how Allison separates his hair into section after sections and clips them onto his scalp. She said it would make her hair look more voluminous, or whatever. Viktor couldn't care less about what it looks like.
He hears the snips of the scissors, in quick succession, and Allison tilting his head. It feels comforting to be pampered like this. Reminds him of early memories of when they were both younger.
"Ok, Now I'm gonna cut your bangs."
"Okay."
Allison looks at him, confused, "I was asking how you would like me to cut them."
"Oh. Um. Whatever you think looks good is fine."
Allison chuckles, a quiet, dry sound as she walks over to Viktor.
She grabs Viktors head, tussling his hair playfully. "You're fine with me doing whatever I want with your hair?"
"Well, I trust you to do a good job, sister."
"You trust me with so much."
Allison's voice sounds awkward even to her own ears. She sees the minute changes in his expression, calculating whether or not, an endless stream of what-ifs, his gaze diverting from hers.
"I'm growing to," He eventually says, voice flat, "I lost it a couple of times. Over the, um, years, I suppose."
He idly traces his thumb on his inner wrist, where Allison knows it's tender, but the calluses on his fingers have hardened from years of playing the violin. She also knows that that's where he would have gotten the umbrella emblem.
"But I know you did too. I would like to think you had your reasons to not trust me either."
Allison shudders under her breath, watching Viktor press a circle into his wrist.
"But, nowadays, I find myself thinking some part of me always wanted to trust you, and in some ways, always did."
She holds the scissors in her hand ever so tightly, chest swelling with a familiar feeling.
"Me too."
"Hm?"
"I always trusted you, too."
Viktor gives her a small smile, slightly unsure, as he always is, and he's standing up to embrace her.
She hugs him, unfiltered and unabashedly, squeezing him tight in her arms.
"I'm sorry for everything."
"Me too."
He meets her eyes again, and he's wearing an even more dorky smile than before.
He stands on his tiptoes, and Allison meets him in the middle.
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ALLISON/VIKTOR for @harcest-month
put your money on me by arcade fire; the aeneid translated by a.s. kline; long haul by voxtrot; a thousand acres by jane smiley; essays in love by alain de botton; the archive of alternative endings by lindsey drager; related matters by emily jungmin yoon
ok i know i didn't list webweaving in my creator post, but i felt inspired... i hope this is ok @notafraidofheights!! ^^;
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happy @harcest-month :D klaus/brellie ben sketch for @phantomofmischief!
they are crazyyyy love them lots. hope you like it :3
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Continually Updated Creator List
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fiyero3305 pebbles-12345 phantomofmischief notafraidofheights tua-headedcalf 5iego
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😈😈 hello stranger i am requesting anything fiego related… i just wanna see them being cute and normal and not evil to each other for once again 😖☹️ pretty pretty please that’d be awesome :3

thank you for the request :DD
here's a sketch of toro five and kuro diego being cute & normal!! hope you like it :3
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5th entry for @harcest-month
Type: drabble (word count 426)
Pairing: Horrance (Ben/Klaus)
Requester: @fiyero3305
Note: established Horrance, apocalypse averted au, Ben lives
Ben doesn't think he’ll ever get used to this feeling of being held.
Now curled up against Klaus in bed, he feels safe and warm. The benefit of the blanket cocoon they’ve managed to built is no doubt doing most of the heavy lifting since Klaus tends to run a touch above corpse chilled, likely a pesky side effect of his powers.
He hadn’t realized how cold it was in the veil until he was reminded of warmth.
“You’re thinking too loudly, Benarino,” Klaus murmurs walking his fingers up Ben’s arm to tousle his hair, pushing it off his forehead in practiced movements. “What’s weighing on that beautiful brain of yours, hm?”
Ben ducks his head in favor of nuzzling against Klaus’ neck suddenly feeling exposed. He offers a small shrug, and when it becomes obvious that Klaus isn’t accepting that as an answer, given the rhythmic tapping of fingers against his hip, Ben sigh giving in, “it’s sappy…”
Klaus grins, moving his hand up to rub Ben’s tummy. “Joke’s on you, I happen to love sap. So spill it Bentacles, what’s got you all introspective, hm?”
Moving a hand to rest over Klaus’, Ben shifts to roll on his back, finding it easier to talk to the ceiling.
“Just…it’s a bit funny, don’t you think? How touch adverse I used to be? Now I may as well be part cat.” He can feel his cheeks warm, but he keeps his eyes focused on the fan spinning lazily overhead.
Klaus hums softly weighing his next words before settling on a note of levity, “mm, well you do make a very sexy cat.”
It gets the intended reaction, earning a snort from Ben.
“I’m being serious here. I don’t think I realized how much one could miss something as simple as touch.”
Klaus rolls so he’s splayed half atop Ben, so he can look him in the eyes.
“So am I. Easily top three sexiest cats, top two even,” he nods sagely.
“Kovu isn’t even real,” Ben whines.
Klaus shrugs, “sorry Benny boy, I don’t make the rules. Real or not, objectively that is one sexily drawn lion. Ergo cat.”
“Ugh, why are you so weird,” Ben pouts.
Leaning down to kiss away that pout, Klaus trails a few more across Ben’s face. “Hey, you love my weirdness. Thrive on it really,” he smirks. “One might even say it matches yours…snuggle bug,” he teases, blowing a raspberry against Ben’s cheek.
Caught completely off guard, Ben laughs, expression open and relaxed, thoughts of death and coldness forgotten entirely.
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4th entry for @harcest-month
Type: drabble (520 words…got a little away from me 😅)
Pairing: Kliegen
Requester: @phantomofmischief
“Let me get this straight, we’re super powered beings, with an alien father, that have proof of time travel on our side, but you draw the line at Big Foot’s existence,” Diego asks, arching a brow as he reaches for the sugar bowl for his tea.
Rolling his eyes, Klaus focuses on drenching his waffles in an inordinate amount of syrup. “That’s my point, don’t you think if Big Foot existed we would know? Surely dad, sadist that he is, would have them locked away for testing?”
“Counterpoint, maybe inter-dimensional cryptid trumps alien douchebag,” Diego offers as he adds enough cream to turn the tea a near shade of milky white. “Besides, what about all the proof?”
Ben snorts, finally deigning to set his paperback aside in favor of joining in on the conversation. “You consider that shaky mess proof?”
Stirring his tea a bit haphazardly, De leans forward poised to argue. “Okay, but there’s been multiple sightings beyond that Peterson/Glimlin tape.”
“Yes, and they’re all shit,” Klaus interjects before shoving a large bite of waffle in his mouth.
“It’s all a bunch of conspiracy talk. I mean the rate at which we’re expanding housing development, surely if any existed they’d be as visibly displaced as the bear and deer you see in neighborhoods,” Ben counters, reaching to snag a strip of bacon from Klaus’ plate.
Hissing in response, Klaus snags Ben’s toast out of spite. “Why are you so certain they do exist,” he asks turning to Diego. “Benny’s right, it’s like prime real estate on delulu Avenue heading down that route.”
“I just find it weird that after all the shit we’ve been through, you can’t even consider it as a possibility. I mean you talk to the dead for Christ’s sake,” he argues before levying his spoon in Ben’s direction. “And you used to be a ghost…you have otherworldly eldritch tentacles inside you,” he hisses.
Klaus shrugs licking his fork clean, “I don’t know what to tell you DeeDee, but seeing is believing, and so far the closest thing to Big Foot I’ve ever seen is Luther.”
Diego sighs shaking his head. “You believe that star crap.”
“Need I remind you even JP Morgan and the Reagans consulted the stars before business decisions…which on second thought isn’t actually a point in my favor.”
Ben pats Klaus’ shoulder to console him, “I guess we’ll just have to agree to disagree.”
Drinking more of his tea, Diego shrugs, “fine, you don’t believe in cryptids.”
“No, I don’t believe in Big Foot, The Mothman definitely exists,” Klaus states matter-of-factly.
Ben isn’t entirely certain if Klaus is bullshitting, but he’s nothing if not a ride or die, so he doubles down if just to see if he can get Diego’s eye twitching.
“I’m partial to Nessie, you know aquatic solidarity.”
Ben lasts all of two seconds before devolving into laughter, nudging Klaus as the infamous twitch appears right on cue.
Rubbing his temples trying to find some form of composure, De grumbles our a petulant “I hate you two.”
“We love you too babe,” Klaus croons blowing a kiss Diego’s way.
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