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wonderchica05 · 2 years

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In honor of today’s S4 announcement, I give you this tweet that Jeff King, TUA director, liked on Twitter.

We’re gonna win, babes 🥹🥹🥹

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jbre1206 · 2 years

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salvador-daley · 1 year

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A Klaus Hargreeves x Dave Katz fic

A/N: A sad slice of post-season 3 Klaus for @enklavefest. Thank you to @allisoooon and @badsext for your much-appreciated beta services. 😘😘

CW: A swift kick to the emotional nards.

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Snippet: The impulsiveness of the decision wasn’t out of character, especially when under the influence. It was not to be the first time Klaus would awake with the familiar sting on his skin and only a vague memory of how the new marking had got there. But Klaus had wanted to impress him with his spontaneity.

There was a wicked satisfaction in watching Dave’s eyes grow wide at his spur-of-the-moment exploits, his old stories: the time he woke up on a ferry to Norway following a weeklong bender; the day he stole a cop car during Spring Break; the coke-fuelled orgies at the statehouse.

“A spider? Or maybe a rose?” Klaus had waved his beer bottle at the designs pasted on the walls: anchors and swallows and hearts with scrolled banners underneath. “What do you think?”

Dave had chuckled in the way he always did - with a slight shake of his head and a shy smile. “If there’s one thing you are not, it’s a delicate little flower, soldier.”

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expensivemistake · 2 years

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you're luckier than most. when you lose someone, at least you can see them whenever you want.

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emlynphoenix · 1 year

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Another day, another appreciation. Today is Klaus Hargreeves, the druggie of the family, sees dead people, and cult leader. Looks great in a cowboy hat.

#cowboy hat klaus #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #lgbtqia+#tua #theumbrellaacademyseason2 #theumbrellaacademyseason3 #theumbrellaacademyseason1 #tua 1 #tua2 #tua3 #klave #tua klave #number four #pansexual

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narielscoffee · 1 year

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I love Klaus Hargreeves so much. Sorry for making him suffer. 😭

Hey, I'm here again! Wanted to share some of my old drafts and here I am!

Trigger Warnings: This has a little bit mentions of violence, blood and death.

Summary: Klaus reminiscense Dave. He misses him, he misses him so much.

Word Count: 1,242 words.

Note: I posted this on AO3 as well, the link is at the end if you want to read it there.

Let Me Sleep All Night In Your Soul Kitchen

Pitter-patter.

He lays flat on his back on the living room couch. A cigaret between his fingers, humming to the slightly far away voice of 'The Doors' coming from his phone's speakers.

Their voice meddles with the voices of the ghosts around him. He can't quite understand the lyrics sometimes but he knows them by heart already, it is okay.

What is the voice of death around him to the voices in his head anyway?

I know that you can do it, Spook.

He falls so, so deep sometimes. In his head, in his memories. He gets lost and memories keep popping out and he can't stop them. Maybe he doesn't want to.

Pitter-patter.

A soft voice calling his name. A gentle hand caresses his cheek. Chapped lips pecking his own. Beautiful sea blue eyes looking at him like he is the most precious treasure in the world.

I am always right here, love.

He takes another drag, he inhales it until his lungs burns and lets it out.

A memory. A reminder.

He can still hear the gunshots and bombs landing. The gravel and mud under his boots. He can still feel the branches on his skin, scratching him. The feeling of blazing sun.

Pitter-patter.

The smell of blood and gunpowder. The blood of their fallen brothers. The smell of Dave's blood. The feeling of his blood on his hands, under his nails. The shouting, the screams. Screams of a man who lost something, his everything.

Dave? Dave! Stay with me! Medic! We need a medic!

He takes a last drag from his cigaret and puts it out on the ashtray. He opens his eyes and realizes with blurry eyes that he is crying. But he doesn't feel the heaviness, a need to cry. It is a silent cry that even he, himself, is surprised.

Pitter-patter.

He wipes his eyes and sits up. He looks around to take account of the ghosts lingering around.

They sprawled around mumbling curses. Walking around and leaving a trace of blood behind them which is wiped away after a moment. They cry and wail at him or just space out.

The dead nannies never left him alone since their childhood and he doesn't expect them to at this point. They always look disgusted with him and his siblings.

He puts his head to his hands and breaths for a moment. It is so fucking loud and he doesn't know what is real or not anymore.

Pitter-patter.

He lifts his head and looks outside from a window. It is raining. How he didn't realize it?

He gets up and makes his way to the window. He puts his hand to the glass and looks up. The sky is gray and full of clouds. It is raining like the heavens are crying for something that they lost.

Gloomy.

Yes, that's the word, gloomy. It makes him want to curl into himself and cry for eternity, like a lost child. Like the child inside he is.

Hey, don't be like that, love.

He turns around and walks to the courtyard, like he is in trance. He turns the doorknob and opens the door. A chilly and moist air slaps his face. He lets out a relieved sigh and steps outside with his bare feet.

He feels the wet and cold ground and earth. He walks until he is in the middle of the courtyard. His clothes get wet in seconds and he opens his arms, smiling to the sky.

He stops and waits. Closing his eyes he listens to the sounds rain makes.

Pitter-patter. Pitter-patter.

A strong wind shakes the trees and leaves scatter around.

What is in your beautiful head?

He twirls around suddenly. Moving instinctively, whatever his body wants. Whatever he wants. He jumps and lands on a puddle of water and splashes water everywhere.

Giggling to himself he runs and jumps around. Another puddle, another and another. Clothes and hair sticking to his skin.

He twirls around dancing to a tune that only he can hear. He steps and turns, like he did in that nightclub. Like they did.

He feels anger build inside of him suddenly. A yearning. A sudden urge to destroy something.

Unfair.

Feelings filling to the brim and he just can't take it anymore. It fills and fills and fills and fills and-

It pours out.

He lets out a choked out cry. And it gets out with so much force that his throat hurts.

He screams and shouts. To the sky, to ghosts, to his dead bastard of a father, to war, to himself, to everything.

To Dave.

His cries turn into loud, heartbreaking sobs and he falls to his knees. Clawing at the ground, soil under his nails. He punches the ground and hisses when his hand hurts. He curls into himself and falls to his side. Sobbing with an unbearable heartbreak.

His cold heart hurts and he misses. He misses so much. He misses his soldier boy so much. He misses his gentle and warm hands. He misses his voice.

He misses his eyes.

His hand finds the dog-tags and holds it tightly. His thumb caresses the name over and over again. A muscle memory. A habit.

His heart is heavy and he feels so numb to everything. Like he is a living corpse. An empty shell of a man who he used to be. Like the ghosts that haunt his nightmares.

Breathing was never that hard before and he just wants to disappear.

He feels the rain hitting his skin and he's oh so, so tired.

"Klaus?"

He almost missed the voice due to his thoughts and the rain hitting the ground. He lifts his head and looks at the source of the voice. His breath hitches and he can't fill his lungs with air. His head feels like cotton filled in it and his skin doesn't feel like his.

"Klaus? What is wrong?"

It takes a lot more time than he wants to admit to understand the question his brother asked him.

But he doesn't find it in him to form a sentence, a word.

And Ben understands. He always understands.

"Let's take you inside, hm? A bath, you love baths." He crouches down and holds his arm and helps him sit up.

Klaus blinks back the black spots forming in his vision and takes the hand Ben offers to him. And he realizes the moment he holds his hand that he is freezing. He is shaking. Tremors jerkes his body when he stands up, his knees almost giving out under him but Ben steadies him.

"It is okay. I am here. I am here." He whispers.

And Klaus knows, he knows that he is. But the void in his heart is never gonna get filled again. He needs to live with it even though it is hard and it leaves him breathless in its wake.

Even though he feels like he can't.

Everything's gonna be alright my love.

But he knows that he is not alone anymore. He can't fill it but maybe, just maybe he can make it bearable.

Maybe he just needs to learn.

That's it.

"I am here, Klaus."

He cries burying his face to his brother's shoulder on their way.

"I know." He says, whispers. He is not sure if Ben hears him but he says it anyway. "I know."

The squeeze on his shoulder is all the answer he needs.

-The End. (May have a continuation, who knows?)

I hope you enjoyed!

See you in another story! ❤️💜

You can read this on AO3 as well.

#fanfic #the umbrella academy #tua #ao3 writer #ao3 stuff #ao3fic #klaus hargreeves #writer blog #ben hargreeves #dave katz #tua klave #klave

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mewnoon · 2 months

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Just to recap, Klaus decided to get sober,

had war flashbacks and relived finding his dead boyfriend

then died and met god probably for the first time

learned that his dad killed himself, all in one day

And after telling his siblings that their dad rather killed himself so they could investigate a murder mystery instead of trying to give them a call, what does our silly baby do?

#the umbrella academy #tua #klaus hargreeves #dave katz #klave #luther hargreeves #cutie patootie #craftgirly

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davidjosephkatz · 3 months

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katz, david j july 23, 1939 dallas, wisconsin - ✞ february 21, 1968 hill 689, a shau valley, vietnam

inspired by:

#today is dave's death anniversary and i wanted to post something a little more positive 🫠#the umbrella academy #tua #klaus hargreeves #number five #david joseph katz #dave katz #klave #klaus x dave #dave x klaus #<3 #*

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bisexuallilapitts · 1 year

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'cause I knew you stepping on the last train marked me like a bloodstain

#tuaedit #uaedit #umbrellaacademyedit #klaushargreevesedit #Klaus Hargreeves #Dave Katz #Klave #The Umbrella Academy #Umbrella Academy #TUA #TUA S1 #TUA S2 #TUA S3 #raysgifs #caridgan is like the furthest thing from klave but when has that ever stopped me before

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davekatzdefensesquad · 11 months

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#barbie #barbie movie #tua #klave #mamie pink #klaus hargreeves #dave katz #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #listen iykyk #in another timeline dave was a set painter who was in charge of all the pink paint placements #pink #mine #lol #ouch #lgbt #happy pride 🌈

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taiturner · 1 year

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His name was Dave. He was kind, and strong, and vulnerable, and... beautiful.

@brellygifs event 01 ♡ romance KLAUS HARGREEVES & DAVE KATZ

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jbre1206 · 2 years

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Call me crazy, but I think Klaus and Dot would be best friends

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salvador-daley · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday

Reblog this post with a paragraph from your WIP. Tag some peeps. Pass it along. 🧡💚

I’ll get you started with a snippet from my upcoming pile of filth Klave one-shot:

Klaus is so gentle. Probably gentler than Dave has ever been with Klaus, but then Klaus has always enjoyed Dave’s sharp edges: the clumsy feet that trip over themselves on the dancefloor, the too-tall head that regularly bops the light fixtures in these old Vietnamese buildings, the thick fingers that fit neatly around Klaus’ throat, the wide hands that Dave can wrap almost entirely around his rakish waist. Klaus likes being the smaller of the two, the matryoshka doll that tucks snugly inside the crescent moon of Dave’s body as they sleep.

Tagging to get the ball rolling*: @allisoooon @badsext @merrilark @santacarlahorrorshow @seanfalco @super-unpredictable98 @not-oscar-wilde

*Participation is mandatory. If you don’t play, I’ll come round your house and place a cricket in one of your drawers and you won’t know which one. 🦗🦗

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shit-people-probably-didnt-say · 6 months

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All the Klave fics being like:

Yass Queen resurrect 💕

#welcome back babes #tua #the umbrella academy #tua shitpost #tua incorrect quotes #klaus hargreeves #klave #tua dave #david katz #dave katz

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hidelias · 1 month

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A bend in space-time Season 2 - [Chapter 16: The crossroads of our lives]

[Chapter 16: The crossroads of our lives] Links : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN

(…) David is always speaking to me with complete honesty. About his feelings, about Brian, about his vision of the world. What he admits to himself, anyway. I know he stayed outside precisely to talk to me about this. But this time I'm certainly shaking more than I should.

"It wasn't very smart to take Brian's seat," I whisper almost to myself, and to be honest, David isn't really listening to me. "He told me all sorts of things about the army, about the possibility of me enlisting, about what… might be happening in Southeast Asia in the next few years…"

He stretches out his oversized legs on the sidewalk. "Probably an anti-militarist who preached against the war. The enlistment office is three doors down from Stadler's." My eyes squint a little painfully. "Is that your saying, or is it Brian's?" He holds his breath for a moment, then lets it go. He'ss aware I know him well, by now. "It's Brian's." And before I'm tempted to hold back, I ask him: "And what do ~you~ think?"

As a customer enters the hardware store and Brian's voice of greeting is heard in the background, he looks up at the sky in his turn - for quite a while - but I give him all the time he needs to talk.

"That my enlistment is not a question that can still be doubted". "I was talking about the guy".

At my words, I see David's fingers tighten on the glass of his Coke bottle. He hadn't expected me to ask that, and he flinches in a way that might have made me smile if I hadn't been so sad now. Now that I can distinctly percieve the energy inside people, I can sense clearly the attraction that - he - will choose to ignore. And I clarify right away, to avoid any confusion that would disturb him even more:

"Do you think he was really a peacenik?" "Oh," he sighs with relief. "I don't know about that." Eventually, he brings the straw to his lips and drinks the entire contents in one gulp. "I suppose peaceniks don't say they love you."

(…)

↝↝↝↝ Read 'A bend in space-time' ↜↜↜↜ Full chapter : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN Season 1 complete : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN Season 2 in progress : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN

I chose to insert an OC - Rin - into the plot of The Umbrella Academy, appearing almost only in deleted scenes. This fic is not a self-insert nor a OC-centric fic : Rin exists to flesh out the canon characters, and the fic is mostly focusing on Klaus. Please read the introduction for more details ♡

Any comment will make my day! ♡

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anglophile-rin · 1 year

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Looking for Girls Who Want Boys Who Like Boys to Be Girls

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Second in my series (a series is two, right???) of my fav gays - Known bisexuals Malcolm Bright and Dani Powell. God, they’re gorgeous.

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You Know That I Can’t Keep a Straight Face (I Wanna Kiss Your Neck and Touch Your Face)

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The first (hopefully) in a series of art for Pride featuring my fav gays, whether in the script or just in my head. Starting the party with my loves, my lights, Klave. Please give us more in season 3!

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Never Seen Mona Lisa Up Close

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It’s been a minute, but I was finally able to finish another piece! The boys, they inspire me 🥰😍

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Had to draw that Free Comic Day poster in my style - so excited for a road trip!

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The Time of My Life

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I started this one literally the moment the trailer dropped and I got myself a still, but alas, the plans of mice and men and what have you. But hey, now I know what they’re singing!

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