#trigger warnings for this one

[slayerkitty]

What Happened to Non?

All right. We've all been talking about what happened to Non since the show started - in a "something bad obviously happened, they obviously did something to him, not sure if they killed him but..." way.

I've been doing something thinking during my re-watching with @shannankle about what this group of antagonistic idiots did to Non (regardless of intention) and I has a clown theory. *puts on clown hat and starts smearing on the make-up*

One of the things that @shannankle and I did for fun was actually go back and watch the pilot trailer for DFF, just to see if they kept any of it or similar scenes in the show. As is typical for pilot trailers, almost none of it has translated over to the actual show, other than they share a similar vibe and the relationships (PheeJin and TeeWhite). But what I found interesting is what happened to Non in the pilot trailer.

Trigger Warning: Character is tied up/kidnapped/forcibly stripped

These absolute douche nozzles stripped Non to his boxers, tied him up, and left him (possibly unconscious) on a rooftop. Now, I'm not a doctor, and I have limited knowledge on the health risks of this, but I would say IT'S PROBABLY NOT GOOD. Dehydration, sunburn, heat stroke, etc. Also, I'm sure it would be demeaning and humiliating to Non.

Now, do I think that's what they did to Non in the show? No.

Do I think they might do something similar? Yes.

Will they take Non out to the woods, strip him and tie him up? No.

But will they drug him, make him think he's being chased by the killer from their movie, and then attacked by the killer and then leave him alone out in the woods while tripping? Yeah, I think they might.

When the show first starts, the opening scene is Jin and Non running out the side door and into the woods. They're terrified. Jin pulls on Non several times to direct him toward the shrine in the woods and then abandons Non at the shrine to run off. Non is then "attacked" the killer, and blood splatters in his face.

Why do I think they drugged Non? Because in episode 2, in the closet when White finds the antenna and the knife, he also finds an empty vial. It looks prescription and like it's maybe been there for a while (three years, possibly?).

What a great prank it would be, wouldn't it, to convince Non that they're actually being stalked by the killer Non created for their script. Drug his drink, Tee slips on the costume, everyone freaks out and Jin leads Non into the woods before running off. Harmless right?

Except that none of them ever saw Non again. He disappeared. They don't know if he's alive, or if what they did contributed to his death somehow.

I don't know if the show is going to have Non live or not. I can see both options as viable. But there is no doubt in my mind that they drugged and tortured Non with his own creation under the guise that it was all a prank.

(gif by @ging-ler)

[youreturnhome]

i have a new fic up on ao3, a thousand ways to die!

it’s 10k words of siffrin, isabeau and odile getting drunk together and ranking siffrin’s deaths. for therapy reasons. and it's silly and i had a lot of fun with it so you should read it <3

[mikoworks]

"Always There"

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4: You are here

Part 5

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[markscherz]

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Tadpole season in the northern hemisphere! These common toad tadpoles, Bufo bufo, are travelling in schools in a local pond, eating all the detritus they can find.

[shellsweet]

All my love promises will leave with you

You'll forget about me, you'll forget about me

Next to the station I will cry just like a kid

Because you're leaving

Because you're leaving 🎶

[smoov-criminal]

today is Disability Day of Mourning, a day when we are to commemorate disabled people who are killed at the hands of their family and/or caregivers. there's so much i could say about it, but mostly i just want people to keep these victims in mind today. here's a webpage that acts as a memorial to these victims and a source for information on the topic. if you can, try to take a moment today to think about these victims and just generally keep them in your heart, they deserve that much.

[letters-to-lgbt-kids]

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

When it comes to healthcare, you’ll occasionally encounter things presented as an opinion or as something up for debate - when there’s actually clear scientific facts on those topics. 

You can probably think of some general examples off the top of your head, like: 

Vaccines (They save lives. In fact, they are one of the most effective tools for reducing mortality rates worldwide) 

Pasteurized milk (Raw milk is not healthier than pasteurized milk, it’s actually unsafe. Pasteurization kills harmful bacteria which can cause severe illness) 

Fluoride (Water fluoridation is a safe and effective public health measure) 

Climate change (It exists and directly impacts respiratory and cardiovascular health)

“Detox” (The liver and kidneys detox your body naturally; detox teas, juice cleanses etc. are unnecessary) 

Cancer (Cancer isn’t just one disease, it’s an umbrella term for many different diseases and that’s why it’s very, very difficult, if not impossible, to just find the one simple fix to end cancer forever) 

Sugar substitutes (They have been extensively studied and are safe for consumption within recommended limits) 

There’s a lot of misinformation out there and it often thrives because it plays on fears (such as the natural fear of illness, dangerous substances and life-threatening side effects). Nobody wants to willingly put themselves or their loved ones into danger - but this absolutely natural desire for protection can be exploited. 

Some common tactics for that are: 

relying on personal anecdotes (emotional stories often feel more reliable or trustworthy than cold, hard data, even though they aren’t) 

appealing to those who distrust authority (the suggestion that governments/scientists/corporations/“they” are conspiring against you feels trustworthy if it seemingly “confirms” fears you already had) 

misusing scientific terminology (Complex-sounding terms can make something appear credible and well-researched, even if these terms are used completely incorrectly) 

giving quick, easy answers or fixes to complex problems (health is a complicated, multifaceted topic and there’s oftentimes no easy-cut answer to why a certain person gets sick or if a now-healthy person will still be as healthy in 10 years. This unpredictability can feel scary, and oversimplified answers can offer comfort) 

While health myths impact anyone, they disproportionately affect marginalized groups - for example chronically ill or disabled people but also our community.  

That’s because health myths (or outright health lies) can perpetuate stigma and create barriers to accessing evidence-based care. 

Myths specifically targeting queer health often follow the same patterns we talked about above. Let's take a closer look at some common topics and break down the facts behind them: 

Pedophilia (There is no evidence linking sexual orientation or gender identity to pedophilia or predatory behavior. This myth is rooted in bigotry and perpetuates harmful stereotypes) 

HIV/AIDS (it’s not “the gay disease” or even a “punishment for being gay”. It’s a virus that can affect people of all genders and sexual orientations) 

Regret rates (Regret rates for gender-affirming care are very low, even lower than for getting a new hip or a tattoo.) 

Regret rates, 2.0 (“Regret” does not automatically translate to “they were wrong about being trans”. A trans person could regret medical decisions for a multitude of reasons (even external factors like a lack of social support or experience of harassment) and still continue to identify as trans) 

Mental illness (The higher rate of mental health issues in queer people is caused by external factors like discrimination and social exclusion, not by the identity itself. Being queer is not a mental illness.) 

Conversion therapy (It doesn’t work. It also causes severe psychological harm including an increased risk of depression, anxiety, and suicide) 

Treating these myths as not “only” homophobia and transphobia but also as health misinformation may feel nitpicky, but I think it’s important. If we don’t, it’s easy to dismiss them as merely a matter of “not accidentally saying something offensive” - but there’s more at stake than hurt feelings. Health misinformation can prevent people from getting the medical care they need and put their lives at risk. And that applies to “Trans people often regret their surgeries” as much as it does to “Covid vaccines are dangerous”. 

So, look out for those typical patterns and warning signs - not only in the general “health and wellness” area but also in discussions about queer issues. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Dad 

[ageless-aislynn]

"He started off really angry but I've been giving him lots of love and now he's a big ol' softy."

Jack, Mass Effect 3

[clairewritesfanfics]

Invincible MASTERLIST

Route: Mark Grayson | Invincible & Variants

Multi-chaptered fics

Villain Creation System (a quick transmigration fic involving an isekai'd Reader)

Invincible Variants: Origins

No Goggles Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 (last part)

Sinister

Mohawk

Prisoner

Omni-Mark

Branching Route: Viltrumite!Mark Grayson

Nail Reader Character Settings: Gender neutral, partial to completely blind Synopsis: He's the quiet, genius transfer that the grownups praised to high heaven, you're the chew toy for every bully in and out of school. He may have been the boy who lives next door, but he might as well have been a stranger. As far as you're concerned, you have no place in each other's life. You didn't think a cheap notebook would change that.

Milf Reader and Vil Mark

Harem Route: Standalones/One-shots

The Idea of You (working title) Reader Character Settings: AFAB, she/her Synopsis: You are a normal human, all things considered, but having the ability to see future events has doomed you to a life as the GDA's pawn. However, what begins as one uneventful day results in your whole world getting turned upside down by the echoes of a man you've only ever seen in your dreams.

Alt: The variants break the Reader out of her prison in GDA headquarters.

Drabbles/Imagines/One-shots

Rick Sanchez-level genius Reader who drags Angstrom to the wasteland where he sent the Marks

Cheating men must die

Variant!Mark Grayson who treats you way more kindly than he does everybody else

Variants encounter Invincible!Reader during the Invincible War

Variants with a chaotic evil Reader with Scarlet Witch powers

Variants react to their Reader wanting to break up with them (she's pregnant or scared that if she does have a child with them the baby will end up being forced to follow in their footsteps)

Reader gets replaced by an alternate version of themselves and the Marks find out

Main Mark and variants whose Reader gets into a motorbike accident

Variants and a childhood friend turned girlfriend that became blind before childhood was over

Doctor Strange/Herta Reader

Captured Mark (this is the variant that Angstrom interviewed and the one was captured by genderbent Cecil and Donald)

Short angst with Captured Mark

Male!Reader confesses to Mark and the variants (Main Mark, Full Mask, Maskless, Mohawk, Prisoner)

Zombie AU

Main Mark and variants with Neglected Batsis!Reader

Civilian AU: Shiesty

Headcanons

Mark Grayson Variants as Husbands:

Emperor, Mohawk, No Goggles, Omni-Mark, Prisoner Mark

Cap Mark, Full Mask Mark, Maskless Mark, Shiesty Mark, Sinister Mark, Viltrumite Mark

Their pet names for you

If you one day you looked different, bordering on non-human, would he recognize you?

Fluff Alphabet for Mark Grayson Variants:

Mohawk

Omni-Mark

Prisoner

No Goggles

Harem AU

Chibi Reader

Male Lead Clichés and Tropes

Full Mask, No Goggles, Prisoner and Target as otome game male leads because why not (ver. campus life)

Main Mark and variants find out Reader draws them

Main Mark and variants find a way to prolong Reader's life but Reader does not want that

Main Mark and variants whose Reader gets up at night to draw them

Main Mark and variants with a clumsy reader

Variants with a paraplegic Reader

Variants fight a superhero Reader with shapeshifting powers

Variants with an asexual Reader

Variants with a Reader who loves to feed them

Variants (No Goggles, Prisoner, Shiesty, Sinister) with a waterbender Reader

Variants (Emperor/Target, Shiesty, Sinister, Viltrumite) who are soft only for their Reader

Main Mark and variants with a Frieren-like Reader

Music as Writing Prompts

Prisoner and Main Mark really fit Would You Fall in Love with Me Again

Happy Evil Love

Love with the Marks as told in Taylor Swift lyrics. Part 1, Part 2

Disclaimer: The images used in this post do not belong to writerclaire. They were lifted from the following sources:

Invincible flying is from: https://gamerant.com/invincible-every-character-fate-comics/

Alternate Invincibles is from: https://gamerant.com/invincible-all-alternate-dimension-invincibles-fates/

The image of Viltrumite Mark fighting is a screencap from the TV show.

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MAIN MASTERLIST

Any questions for the author? Ask here.

Invincible Questions & Discussion<<select

[woventiesgang]

Question for Mikey:

You didn't grow up with your brothers, but you've observed some different versions of them in other timelines, right? By the time you pulled your current brothers from their timelines, did it feel like you already knew them pretty well? Is there any disconnect without shared experiences?

[screwpinecaprice]

They're on a vacation.

[angelpuns]

Lil hater Leo in honor of me FINALLY getting out of bed. Idk what happened to me today but I couldn't get out bed for the longest time ;-;

Anyway just like me, Leo also managed to get out of bed. Now, I for the life of me couldn't figure out what I would want someone to say to me in this situation, so I went the silly route. Probably don't actually say this to someone, I genuinely don't know what I would have wanted someone to say if there were anyone for me to apologize too :/

Anyway here's a transcript:

Leo: I'm sorry...I was supposed to cook dinner, but I did nothing all day...

Yuichi: it's okay!

Yuichi: in the wise words of my great-great-great-grandfather...it just be like that!

Leo, thinking: idk why this is making me feel better

Leo: he did NOT say that

Yuichi: he did, I swear

Anyway I once again would not recommend actually saying this and I don't think Yuichi WOULD say this, but I couldn't think of what I would want someone to say so :/

[the-sappho-of-lesbos]

Me: kisses a lady, has lesbian sex , gets giddy and excited about women, doesn’t desire sex with men

Also me at 1 in the morning: …… what if I’m lying. What if I’m not really a lesbian. What if I secretly desire men and I don’t realise it. All those other lesbians are really attracted to women but I’m lying about it. *brain proceeds to give me unwanted sexual images of men and making me distressed*

Thanks ocd. Thanks.

[unfamiliar-ghostly-system]

Dating Steven Grant Headcanons.

Dating Steven is like being wrapped in the softest, warmest hug; except the hug is from an ancient Egypt loving, sleep-deprived disaster with a heart of gold. He’s endlessly sweet, a little awkward, but so full of love he doesn’t know what to do with it all.

Steven is thoughtful with his gifts - he’s not one to just buy you a gift for the sake of it. 

He makes mental (sometimes physical) notes of your favourites, as well as your dislikes so he knows what to (or not) give you.

If you mention a favourite type of coffee or tea, he will surprise you with it a few weeks later. If you say you don’t like a certain kind of chocolate, he will remember just so he doesn’t buy it for you in the future.

His gifts always have meaning; be it a book on a topic you like, your favourite snack, or something for your hobbies, he is getting you things you genuinely like. 

He’s affectionate - A little awkward about it, but affectionate! 

Steven loves physical touch, he’s not pushy about it, and at times he can be a little awkward about it.

If you’re out and about, chances are you’re hand in hand. At home he’ll drape his arm over your shoulder. He just melts when you kiss him, he’s especially fond of forehead kisses.

There are times when he overthinks it, like when he wants to hold you but he’s not sure if it’s the right time. His hands will hover over you until you smile at him, and tell him to go ahead. 

Steven loves to read to you - he’s got a lot of books, so don’t expect to get bored soon. 

He’ll read anything; history, poetry, mythology, fiction, he’d read anything you’d ask him. His voice is soothing, and he gets into a steady reading rhythm. Although, a couple times with fiction he’s gotten carried away when reading dialogue. 

He is smitten - he is head over heels. 

Steven doesn’t just love you, he adores you. He looks at you and just melts. No matter how long you’re together, this man still gets butterflies.

He’ll be looking at you, and suddenly his eyes will soften, his lips parting like he’s in awe. “I love you,” he’ll whisper, like he can’t quite believe how lucky he is.

When you talk, he listens with his full attention, eyes locked on yours, nodding along. He remembers your stories, asks thoughtful questions, and never makes you feel unheard.

Whatever your dreams are, Steven believes in them wholeheartedly. He hypes you up, encourages you, and reminds you of how talented and amazing you are.

Does not have a poker face – if he’s excited or flustered, you’ll know immediately.

Steven is terrible at hiding his emotions. If he’s planning a surprise you’ll know right away, just by the he gets extra fidgety like he always does when he’s hiding something. 

He is a hopeless romantic – he doesn’t just love love; he lives for it.

Steven believes in grand romantic gestures and quiet moments alike. He’ll plan cozy candlelit dinners, write you love letters (even if you see each other every day), and quote poetry when he’s feeling especially sentimental. He’s the type to dance with you in the living room with no music, just because he can.

He’s unintentionally hilarious – not because he’s trying to be funny, but because he’s so earnest.

His random knowledge rants, his genuine reactions to things, and the way he sometimes over-explains simple concepts make him incredibly endearing. You can’t help but laugh, and he always grins when he realizes he’s made you happy. 

He’s a little chaotic – but it’s part of his charm.

He misplaces things constantly, gets distracted in the middle of tasks, and sometimes forgets what day it is. But he always laughs it off, and you can’t help but find it endearing. He stumbles over his words when he’s nervous, laughs a little too hard at his own jokes, and sometimes trips over his own feet. But it only makes him more charming, because it’s so him.

---------------------

Here are a couple scenarios!

---

You're standing in the kitchen, making lunch, when Steven comes up behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Y'know, Egyptian bread was almost exclusively made from emmer wheat," he started, his voice thoughtful. "It's a hulled wheat-"

You turned your head slightly and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead.

Steven stopped immediately. A quiet dazed "oh" slipped out of his mouth. He's hands, which were resting on your waist, tighten just a fraction.

He sighed, and pressed his forehead against your shoulder.

“Love, you can’t just do that to a man,” he mumbled, utterly weak for you.

---

It was late, and Steven had just gotten home from the museum, looking exhausted but happy to see you. He placed his bag onto the couch, and rolled his shoulders.

Without a word, you stepped up to him and wrapped your arms around him. He exhaled slowly before sinking into it.

His hands settled on your back, his thumb rubbed absent-minded circles. "I needed that," he murmured. "You always know, don't you?"

For a while, neither of you spoke. There was no need to. He held you like you were the best part of his day, because you were.

---

Steven's fingers trailed over the spines of the books as he walked through the narrow aisles. His eyes carefully scanned the titles. He paused and pulled one free.

"Oh, this is brilliant," he said as he flicked through its pages. "I read this one ages ago, never thought I'd find a copy here of all places."

"Another book on Egyptian mythology?" You asked.

"Not just another book," he corrected. "This one's got interpretations of early tomb inscriptions that..."

He stopped, shaking his head. "Sorry, I'm rambling again."

"Steven." You placed a hand on his arm. "I love when you ramble."

He tucked the book under his arm, then reached for your hand, giving it a light squeeze.

"You're my favourite person, y'know that?" He said.

You smiled at him. "I know, and you're my favourite person."

[klausysworld]

would you write an imagine about thr reader x klaus and how shes insecure about herself her looks her weight maybe thinking she wont ever been good enough for him but he decides to show her

(Trigger warning for body dysmorphia and hinted anorexia / eating disorders.)

Complicated

Klaus had met Y/N in his living room. She and Hayley were sat on the couch with an old chest board of Elijah's between them, both looking up at him with wide eyes like two children caught stealing sweets.

His eyes had narrowed briefly, he hadn't wanted any body to know about his unborn trial and he certainly didn't need a helpless human in his home complicating things and being in the way but Hayley made it clear that Y/N wasn't leaving.

"I need someone here, Y/N's not just a friend to me. We're family. I don't know about you but we stick together." She snapped at him when he had began complaining. For once, his trap shut and he let out a huff.

"Don't expect me to protect her." He grumbled before going back upstairs.

He had meant it at the time, he wasn't going to consider her wellbeing, her safety.

However, she wasn't as annoying as he had assumed her to be. She didn't get queasy at the sight of blood, whine when she saw a dead body or anything. It was almost like she wasn't there, always quiet and leaving a room when he entered to be out his way.

It made him curious.

Klaus would purposefully start putting the bread and eggs on the top cupboard so she could not quite reach in the mornings when she was making breakfast for herself and Hayley so that he may come in and reach over her, giving it into her hands and helping her make the eggs differently each day. He would tighten the lids on jars to have her shyly come ask if he could help. She didn't ever want to ask Hayley, whilst she was pregnant, to do anything and Klaus quickly learnt that.

It was nice, having her need him for little things. He liked hearing her soft voice calling for him from the doorway whilst he painted, a jar of sauce in her hands making him get up and not only open the lid but come down and help her cook.

He cooked with her every day, at least one meal. Even if it were helping spread the butter on some bread for a sandwich.

When Hayley had gone to see the witch doctor, Y/n had gone alongside her. They had both been running through the woods away form them.

Hayley had stubbled out to Klaus and Rebekah but Y/N didn't return through the same trees.

Klaus had caught Hayley's limp body, laying her across the back seats of his car before searching the forest and finding Y/N curled up and injured within a bush.

He had to pull her back out, grimacing as the sharp wood scratched her already bleeding skin. She trembled, tears on her cheeks but no sounds leaving her as he held her close and encouraged his blood down her throat.

The two girls were safely tucked back into their beds and Klaus made sure to check on them, Y/N more than Hayley which surprised Rebekah seeing as Hayley was carrying his child.

When Elijah returned, Hayley's attention shifted and Y/N kept to the side, starting to find more and more enjoyment in those times she got to see Klaus.

When Hayley was taken by Tyler, Y/N was left unconscious on the hallway floor. Klaus had healed her and left her home before he and Elijah went to retrieve Hayley. When he was accused of using his baby to create more hybrids, he came home alone and angry.

Y/N sat with him, both her hands holding his until he had cooled off and sighed. He had to leave again shortly, something about Marcel but she felt something off.

She was right. He had returned a few hours later covered in blood with ripped clothes. "We're moving, pack your things." He had muttered, shoving past her up the stairs, as if she were nothing. It was the coldest he'd been to her since their first meeting.

He was distant to all of them for the first few months of him being 'king'.

Something new seemed to happen every day. Hayley had gotten to know the wolves, when hey'd turned human form and she found out she was actually betrothed to Jackson Kenner leaving her feelings with Elijah complicated despite Y/N's advice.

It was the same night that Genevieve had taken Klaus and Rebekah and revealed a buried secret of the past.

Y/N was chosen to nurse Klaus back to health and convince him not to murder his sister for her betrayal.

She sat beside him, his body weakly pressed against hers for support as he sucked her vervain laced blood from her wrist, both his hands holding onto her arm to keep her still so he wouldn't tear the skin. His eyes would glance up, taking in her slightly fearful, partly amazed expression at the interesting sensation. Her other hand rest gently on the back of his head, he could feel her fingers brush his scalp making his eyes heavy as he drank. Her taste filled him enough to give him the energy he needed. His mouth left her arm and he lifted his hands to cup her face, both palms against her cheeks. Her eyes were big, pupils expanding making his lips twitch as he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you, my love." He muttered to her, his lip lowering to her neck. "But I'm sorry, for I must punish my dearest sister and I cannot have you follow me." He apologised before sinking his teeth into the flesh of her throat. The shock made her cry out but her sounds faded along with his vision as he drained her to the point of unconsciousness.

When she woke, Hayley was sat beside her, holding a syringe with a sniffling nose as their eyes met. "I'm so sorry, Elijah promised he wouldn't hurt you." She whispered, pulling Y/N close and hugging her tight. "You're healed now okay? It's gonna be fine."

Y/N wasn't so sure how to behave around Klaus. She wasn't scared of him or anything, just a little hurt. She had always done as he said in the past but he didn't even give her the option, he just made her do what he wanted.

After a little while she figured there was no point having a grudge, so she went to his room to forgive him properly and maybe talk. Nobody in that house ever seemed to knock before entering so the thought didn't even start to enter her mind.

Instead she opened the door, "Klaus?" she had called, taking a step inside before halting at the scarring sight of Genevieve on all fours with Klaus thrusting into her from behind. She left immediately, closing the door and rushing down the hall to her own room, locking the door and staring at the wood in front of her blankly.

It shouldn't have upset her so much, but it did. Y/N couldn't stop the stinging of her eyes and the tears that threatened to spill. Her sniffling nose. Her hands pulled at her shirt, her skin getting hot as her emotions quickly overwhelmed her.

Y/n stayed in her room for the rest of the evening. A few hours later a knock tapped at her door. "Y/N, love, come open the door." Klaus beckoned, it was the third time he'd tried. "Sweetheart, I can hear you. I know you're still awake, let me talk to you." klaus waited a moment in silence, a small sigh leaving his nose as he rest his forehead against the door. His fingers drummed lightly against the wooden frame and he slowly pulled away, ready to leave again but the soft thud made him stop.

The door opened and Y/N looked back at him. Her eyes were still a little pink, he could tell she'd been crying and it made him feel guilty. Klaus knew that Y/N felt something for him and he knew he reciprocated it. He knew he should have locked his bedroom door and he knew he should have chased after her the second she had seen what she saw.

He gently pushed the door open and stepped inside, his other hand finding the small of her back and leading her back over to her bed. Klaus sat down, waiting for her to sit beside him.

"I'm sorry" He told her and had Elijah heard those words leave his brothers mouth he may have passed out there and then. Y/N just glanced down.

"You don't have to be." She mumbled, holding back the need to sniff. "I should've knocked, I don't know why I didn't."

"I shouldn't have been in there in the first place, love. Not with her." His head shook almost solemnly, ashamed of himself for diminishing that spark she usually held in those beautiful eyes of hers whenever she looked at him. Her pupils didn't dilate the same and it made him ache inside.

His arms circled her, hugging her almost hesitantly before she leaned into him for some comfort even if he was the last person she could get it from under the circumstances.

At the faction party everything seemed to go wrong for Y/N.

It had started with her dress, she'd ordered it online in the same size she always wore but not even Hayley could help her get the zip up. It just didn't fit.

"Honestly, all companies use different size guides I swear!" Hayley scoffed, but one glance at Y/N's face made her swallow a lump. "It's the dress." She whispered, her hands taking it off Y/N. "It's not you." She reassured. "You can wear one of mine, any one you want." Hayley smiled but her heart was thumping. She couldn't let Y/N spiral again, not when she was finally healthy.

So they went through Hayley's wardrobe and chose a dress from there, Hayley doing it up and smiling. "See? Perfect, you're perfect." She told her, hands smoothing down her hair before Y/N stepped forward, face in Hayley's neck whilst Hayley's arms wrapped around her.

They headed downstairs and mingled a little before Hayley got swept away. Y/N spotted Klaus and started to head over, things had been better since he'd come to see her. She hadn't seen Genevieve again, until then.

Her hair shone beautifully beneath the dim light as her pale hand pressed against his clothed chest, her fingers toying with his tie playfully making him smirk back at her,

Y/N stopped in her stacks. She couldn't help but admire Genevieve for a moment, pick out every little thing about her that was better than Y/N. Y/N doubted Genevieve ever struggled to get into a dress.

When her eyes finally tore from the witch, she accidentally met Klaus's. His adams apple bobbed and he pushed the red-heads hand away.

Y/N turned quickly and hurried off, not giving him a chance to see which way she'd gone as he weaved his way through people to find her.

Hayley walked into Y/N both of them looked upset. Y/N softened first.

"What’s happened?" She asked, grabbing Hayley's hand and pulling her away from the crowd.

"Elijah, and Jackson. They're both so-"

"In love with you?" Y/N interjected and Hayley sighed.

"I don't even know. It's like they're trying to prove something." She mumbled and Y/N nodded in faint understanding. Her eyes flicked to the side, catching sight of Klaus approaching.

"We should go upstairs or something." Y/N muttered quietly and Hayley's brows furrowed, eyes glancing to find Klaus with a worried expression staring at Y/N whilst he got closer, moving around people.

"Guess we're both in sticky situations?" Hayley mused and Y/N shifted on her feet.

"Except two people want you and...I'm not sure anybody does me." Y/N uttered though Hayley's werewolf hearing let her hear as did Klaus's hybrid abilities. His stomach sank slightly and he finally got to her, his hands coming to her hips and pulling her back to his chest.

"I've been looking for you." He murmured against her hair, throwing a look to Hayley making her give Y/N's hand a soft squeeze before she left to face her own boy troubles. "You look absolutely gorgeous, you know that?" He smiled, leaning down to kiss her cheek as he turned her to face him.

"It's Hayley's dress." She told him quietly and his head tilted a little.

"I didn't say anything about the dress-"

"You don't like it?" She questioned, it felt like a trap and Klaus blinked at her. His lips parted, unsure how to please her.

"I- I like you?" He stuttered, his face reddening in slight embarrassment.

"Is that a question?" She pressed, becoming more and more defensive. Klaus let out a breathless laugh.

"No." He answered, his confidence coming back as he took a breath and straightened his posture.

"You sure?" She jabbed and his eyes narrowed.

"You're being difficult." He murmured, lips pulling into his familiar smirk as he took her hand in his. "Almost had me, sweetheart but don't you worry, I've got you." Klaus assured both her and himself as he pulled her along with him, shoving past people and knocked Genevieve so that her drink spilled down her dress. Y/N's eyes widened at the action and she frowned.

"Klaus-"

"I don't care about her." He cut Y/N off, pulling her round and pushing her against the wall of the hallway.

She let out a breath of surprise when he pushed his lips against hers. Klaus wasn't expecting her to push him off, and she was gone again.

"Love-!" He yelled, speeding up to her room to catch her there. His arms taking her into a bear hug and pulling her inside.

"Shh- woa, easy sweetheart! It's okay, I'm letting go okay?" He slowly let her go, listening her her fast paced breathing with a small frown.

"You...you can't just do things like that." She borderline whimpered and Klaus softened, his hand petting her head gently.

"I'm sorry, I thought you'd enjoy it. I wanted to show you that I wanted you." He muttered, kissing the top of her head. "I'll give you more time next time, so you can pull away."

"You're too rough." Y/N whispered and he swallowed thickly. His hands stroked down her back and he lifted her, setting her down onto her bed and resting on top of her, kissing her cheek softly.

"Not always." He murmured, a shimmer of hurt in his gaze which he hid from her as he kept kissing down her skin, gently sucking the skin of her neck until her breathing was heavy. His hand glided over her stomach, it should've felt nice but it just made her aware.

Klaus couldn't see her without any thing on, he'd laugh at her. She wouldn't be anywhere near as perfect as someone like Genevieve.

He could feel her shift, her scent of arousal mixing with slight discomfort so he stopped, pulling her to his chest and leaning back against the headboard. They fell asleep there, interrupted the next morning when Hayley came in to see how Y/N was.

Nobody commented on the softness of Klaus's behaviour around Y/N, or the kisses he pressed to her cheeks whenever he saw her.

Hayley wasn't sure whether it was good or bad for Y/N. Sometimes she looked much happier, having Klaus's arms around her when they sat in the lounge. Other times, she could see how she'd stare at Klaus's arm around her midsection. Or when she'd start staring at other women, wondering if Klaus would prefer them.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Klaus but more that she wouldn't have blamed him if he wanted someone else.

Klaus could sort of sense the level if insecurity around them, it confused him sometimes how quickly she got uncomfortable and how she never quite seemed to get jealous but just sad.

He noticed she didn't want sex, despite her body showing signs of desire. However, as soon as he started to pull even her jacket off? She didn't want anything to do with him.

Once everything happened with Hope being born and taken away, Klaus got naturally distant from everyone. Y/N would come lay with him sometimes, just be there but Klaus was used to dealing with his problems through violence. He couldn't be soft and gentle and loving for her.

She left him alone, like he wanted.

Once things got a little better Klaus tried to make up for his absence. More parties were thrown.

Y/N thought it was a chance to be with him, dance and see Hope. But then there was the dress situation again.

She hated how tight bodices were, how her arms would stick out.

But she put it on and went down those stairs to find Klaus. He was dancing with Camille, the bartender. He looked happy.

Y/N glanced over to Hayley dancing with Jackson and sighed.

Without much more thought she went back upstairs to her room and got that stupid dress off. Having a full length mirror was a stupid idea, once glance in it with no clothes on and a meltdown was inevitable.

Klaus had felt immediately guilty when he saw her face, watching him with Cami. He knew it hurt, he'd just been going through so much lately that he wanted to dance. A ballroom dance was something he had learnt hundreds of years ago in a hundred different styles and it was able to transport him back to better times. Y/N hadn't come down yet and he needed to get his mind off of everything.

But she brought him back to reality.

He came up the stairs a while later, twisting the handle of her door to find it unlocked. Klaus stepped in, flicking the light switch on the wall and instantly frowning.

She wasn't in bed. His eyes shifted to the floor, looking at the scatter if glass from where the mirror had been destroyed. Her dress crumpled on the floor and all her other outfits in a pile outside her wardrobe.

Quietly, he left and went to his own room. She was beneath his covered, curled up asleep.

Klaus made his way over and gently pulled the blanket back to see her face but he could see her bare shoulder and his brows drew nearer. He pulled it back further and swallowed loudly, taking in her nude body for the first time. His eyes appreciated the view once before looking closer, paying attention to the visibility of her ribs beneath her breasts.

Gently the sheets covered her again and he laid on top, wrapping an arm over her body and nuzzling the back of her neck with a small kiss.

In the morning he woke to her small cries.

"Shhh...what's wrong?" He asked, voice rough with sleep as he pulled her closer. He cast his gaze down, seeing her now facing him, her chest against his. Klaus's hand felt her back through the sheet, giving no obvious reaction to the feel of her bones beneath the thin skin. His head dipped to kiss her lips, her eyes fluttering at the contact. He held her tight, his tongue gently pushing past her lips to taste her again.

A sound of surprise left him when her naked body left the covers, situating on top of him instead. One of his arms circled her waist encouraging her whilst his hand held her face.

Once their lips parted to pant for air, he could see the look in her eyes.

Gently he rolled them over, pushing her back onto the bed. He could see the shame colouring her features every time his eyes dared to drift down at her soft skin.

"You're beautiful." He whispered. "Forgive me for not reminding you as often as I should."

Her head nodded and he smiled faintly. His head lowered to litter kisses from her forehead to her chest. His tongue warming her nipples, encouraging them to harden in his mouth before he continued his decent.

Klaus paid attention to how she sucked her stomach in when he kissed her belly button. His hands held her waist.

"Stay here, sweetheart. Let me." He murmured, kissing every inch of skin he could. He praised her body until her heart could not stop the tears from slipping down her cheeks.

Klaus then kissed the tears away, his hands still caressing her skin, now at her thighs and soothing her cries.

"I can't have you feeling anything less than perfect." He whispered against her cheek. "You're mine, and I can't have you doubting it."

"It's just hard sometimes." She mumbled quietly, hiding her face in his neck.

"I know...but I do..love you and I don't want you to be so sad because of me."

"It's not you...it's me. I just can't feel comfortable in my own skin andI make it everyone else's problem-" She uttered and Klaus frowned.

"No, love." He pulled her fully onto his lap and tugged the blankets up to keep her warm enough. "You're not doing anything wrong, you're just feeling. I want to understand what you feel so I can be apart of this...journey with you."

"You sound like Hayley." She laughed and he smiled.

"We're both here for you, my love. Always-"

"And forever." She finished quietly and he nodded, kissing her head. Klaus recognised her as his family now and for all his faults he did love his family, they were everything to him. She was everything to him.

[pinsupansu]

a collection of pictures of dan's hidden profile

do you know what these pictures have in common:

they all feature dan's hidden profile

they were all taken by phil

i just realised. phil always takes photos of dan's hidden side because it is the side he knows and loves. it is the side where he always is and the side he's used to seeing dan in.

he takes these pictures from this side because these pictures were for them. you can see a difference between the pictures phil takes to show us (catboy dan, dan in front of the fireplace, actually a lot of 3rd person pictures of dan's instagram...) because they feature dan's preferred side. but these ones. oh these ones were taken for them. their pictures. we are just lucky enough for them to end up showing them to us.

i need to go lie down.