at the top of sir reginald hargreeves’ favourite hobbies was to ignore his children’s demands , and sometimes even their existence.    klaus’ eyes follow his brother as he ,    once more ,    stands up to this man who called himself their father ,    and is met only with a back turned.    he doesn’t understand why five keeps doing that ,    reginald would never listen to him  —  he never listens to any of them.    their father’s footsteps echo as he leaves them behind  (  for pogo or grace to deal with  ) ,    just as he always did ,    and all klaus can seem to do is crack a smile ,    playfully nudging five’s arm ,    as if trying to make less of what had just happened.     ❛❛    oh yeah ,    you really told him ,    didn't you  ?    ❜❜    it’s said with the very lightness that characterizes him ,    even when everything weighs so heavy upon a heart that’s still developing.                (  @boyancient​    said:   💬  )

he lets his eyes wonder.    it’s a nice house ,    nicer than he expected ,    actually.     she kinda did look like someone who lived in a shithole  (  no disrespect  ) ,    but who is he to judge when he’s the one who’s been “ in between places ” ever since he left hargreeves manor.    same reason as to why he’s strolling about her living room ,    and letting himself fall on the couch  —  her couch ,    ❛❛    what a thing to say—    ❜❜    klaus managed to master only a few things in his life ,    and the lost puppy dog eyes were definitely one of them.    ❛❛    and on my birthday  !    ❜❜              (  @stillsurvivin​    said:    💬  )

klaus laughter is loud ,    leaving behind a smile that’s so big it's borderline creepy.    ❛❛    the way you flirt . . . is shameful ,    ❜❜    he puts a comforting hand on his brother’s shoulder ,    just as he swiftly takes the drink from him ,    eyes following the woman that was just seconds ago trying to talk to diego.    she’s pretty ,    he thinks.    not really his type ,    though ,    but the appeal is definitely there.           (  @curvedaim​   said:    💬  )

❛❛    what do you mean—    ❜❜    there’s urgency in his voice ,    making it sound almost like a shriek.    fingers digging into his brother’s slim ,    prepubescent-boy shoulders.    oh ,    the view from the outside was probably something to be alerting the cops about ,    but in a city where six children once were exploited and exposed to all kinds of dangers ,    and nobody did anything   . . .   well ,    a scrawny thirty-something man shaking a boy was just another thursday afternoon.   ❛❛    —you've  LOST the lottery ticket  ?    ❜❜              (  @limitknown​   said:    💬  )

❛❛    what ,    this  ?    ❜❜     his attention span is, and had always been . . . something.    he could make out ben’s voice in the back of his mind ,    though it takes him a second to focus both his hearing and his eyes to really come back to the plane of reality.    pupils an abyss ,    so dark ,    almost losing every shade of green one could appreciate if he were sober.    ❛❛    oh ,    i did a pregnancy test.    ❜❜    he holds the stick in his hand ,    completely nonchalant ,    for a second before throwing it away.                   (  @horrorbled​​    said:   💬  )

CAREFULLY, like a gentle rain on dry earth.

you've been left beaten down and by someone you really trusted and loved, so now love doesn't come easy for you. you want it to. you want to love and be loved, but you're not sure you remember how. so you need someone else to take the lead. they have to be gentle and sweet and patient. they have to watch out for you, and make sure you’re doing okay, because most days you feel a little fragile, if not totally shattered. but someone will come along who will put those pieces back together again.