Nothing goes as planned ; everything will break.







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   explitus      teen klaus ;      keep telling yourself that mate   

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explitus:

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   explitus      teen klaus ;      klaus is like      do you really want me to go grimm      do u   

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explitus )

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                     “Couldn’t you disturb anybody else’s attempt at sleep?” 

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     Because sleep is for the weak. 


   that icon tho      explitus      teen klaus ;   

  10 notes23 Jul 14   

       here’s to neglecting responsibilities and casual and/or valued conversations.


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*sets a bunch of penguins chasing a butterfly loose in your submit* 

:: stares and just — goes into a thoughtful silence, contemplating as to which room he can turn into a cooler for these adorable buggers. ::

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lupusxinxfabula )

A bit of relief floods through her when she feels his hands anchoring her to the floor. He isn’t pushing hard, but she knows if she were to lose it that he’s much stronger. He could easily put her in her place if need be even though she hates the thought of having to be put in her place.

Still, her heart is beating frantically, but when he mentions Hope it skips a beat. Eyes still squeezed shut, she very slowly wills her body to relax. Muscles release their tension, her heart slows down, and she does as he says and thinks of Hope. Because if she ever wants the chance to go and see her, she has to have complete control.

Soon, she’s calm.

Her eyes are still closed, but they aren’t screwed shut like before. A lump has risen in her throat, but her emotions have been unyielding as of late. Especially when it comes to thoughts of their daughter.

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She lets out a breath she hasn’t even realized she’s been holding and she opens her eyes, only for a tear to roll down her cheek.

“How long am I going to be like this?” She asks, voice flat and defeated.

…. there’s something stirring inside him, building as her tear lessens while it drips down her cheek, falling off the edge of her chin. A reluctant hand reaches to press his thumb against the wet streak, wiping it dry.

He listens cautiously to her heart beat — his free hand steadily drifting from her shoulders and down to her wrists, taking hold not entirely cautiously but — working towards comfort than a gentle nudging threat. 

"Took me months — but you’re stronger than I was — you’ve got more reason to betta’h your thirst than I did.

Not very long dove — your incentive will push it right off ov’ your shoulders in no time.

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You are a very compelling woman — if Hayley Marshall wills it — not even yourself can break from those grasps.


"The devil isn’t hiding behind his horns anymore
He hides behind a sweet face and a trusting smile
He stabs you right in the stomach while whispering,
“I’ll never hurt you, baby”
He holds you to bleed out in his powerful arms
Kissing your face as you fall asleep"