REAL TALK: can we please acknowledge the development of seventeen’s songs I mean at this point it isn’t even just a ‘different sound’, it goes beyond that. As in compare the songs from this mini album to the songs from boys be or 17 carat you can tell that their first songs had a basic structure aka they didn’t experimented much, they released those two mini albums with good songs that people truly liked but here we are now, with the kids trying different methods and sounds and effects and adding more instruments on the background and allowing non hip hop unit members to rap and non vocal unit members to sing and so far based on the mv we can see that non performance unit members got important parts of the choreo (yess Jihooney yess Hannie!!) plus China line got their own song and hip hop unit went in other direction instead of the typical 'badass’ hip hop song with strong rap lines and also vocal unit not falling again on the classic 'slow song’ thingy and idk where I’m going with this but seventeen ACED IT with the new sound they have it feels new and fresh yet with the same jammin’ vibe their songs usually have and ahhhhh I swear I’m not being biased I’m just hella impressed by the 'risks’ they took and I hope this concept makes people get interested in their music and 💛💙💜💚❤️💗💓💕💖💞💘💌💛

Cassie’s Classic Challenge Masterlist

“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” Gone with the Wind, 1939 @chelsea072498

“I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” The Wizard of Oz, 1939 @hanny-writes-spn

“Here’s looking at you, kid.” Casablanca, 1942 @wayward-marvel-sommer1196

“I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow.” Gone with the Wind, 1939 @dancingalone21​ (Breathe, Dean x Reader)

“May the force be with you.” Star Wars, 1977 @mybonsai1976

“What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.” Cool Hand Luke, 1976 @wayward-oneshots

“Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” Love Story, 1970 @summer-binging-spn​ (Time, Reader x Gab)

“A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.” Silence of the Lambs, 1991  @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms​(Family to Visit, Lawyer!Sam)

“You can’t handle the truth!” A Few Good Men, 1992 @emoryhemsworth

“I’ll have what she’s having” When Harry Met Sally, 1989 @luci-in-trenchcoats​ (The Night Owl Diner, Reader x Dean)

“Badges? We ain’t got no badges! We don’t need no badges! I don’t have to show you any stinking badges!” The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, 1948 @not-that-rude-but-very-ginger

“I see dead people.” The Sixth Sense, 1999 @maraisabellegrey

“Say “hello” to my little friend!” Scarface, 1983 @winchester-family-business (Little Friend, Dean x Reader)

“Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.” Dead Poets Society, 1989 @atc74​  (Seize The Day, no pairings)

“Nobody puts Baby in a corner.” Dirty Dancing, 1987 @just-another-busy-fangirl​ (Baby and the ‘Bird, Jensen x Reader)

“If you let my daughter (her) go now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.” Taken, 2008 @iwantthedean

“I wish I knew how to quit you.” Brokeback Mountain, 2005  @deanssweetheart23

“I’m also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.” Notting Hill, 1999 @percussiongirl2017

“Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.” It’s a Wonderful Life, 1946 @paintrider13-blog

“I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”  Casablanca, 1942 @impalapiegirl67

anonymous asked:

I read your hannigram fic with each chapter being a new soulmate prompt- and I thought I'd propose the "You have a tattoo of how old you both are when you meet" one?? I mean, probs not as angsty as some other options but still some good possibilities!!

The morning Will turns 38 he pulls the covers over his head and screams.

He is not ready for this. He does not want this, did not sign up for it, he was not asked if he was okay with being cosmically tied to someone he’s never met.

He can hide in bed for a year, right?

He calls in sick to work and spends the day rubbing the glowing 3846 on the inside of his arm, hoping if he concentrates hard enough he can make it go away.


He meets Hannibal Lecter when he is 38 years and seven months old.

He knows right away, from the itch under his sleeve. Hannibal looks the right age, though there’s no chance to glimpse his mark underneath the bespoke suit layers. He asks anyway.

“How old are you Doctor Lecter?”

Hannibal smiles coolly. “45.”


Will tries not to be disappointed. He didn’t want this anyway. And a psychiatrist for a soulmate would probably be unbearable.

It’s just, he’s handsome - but more than that, he’s interesting. Erudite but a little strange. They might have been suited for each other, in another life.

Also his cheekbones could cut glass and Will wants to lick them.

When’s your birthday? Will wants to ask. Is it in the next five months? Can you handle a man with a broken brain? Have you ever sucked a dick before?

A darker, deeper voice inside him wants to ask Can I suck yours?

“You want to know when my birthday is,” Hannibal observes.

Will really hopes Hannibal didn’t intuit any of his other questions.

“No,” Will says too quickly. “Why would I want to know that?”

“Because your arm is burning. You’re rubbing at the skin where your mark should be. I assume there is a 46 next to your 38?”

Will freezes.

“How do you know I’m 38?”

Hannibal doesn’t answer. Instead he crowds in on Will, walking him backwards until his back bumps against the ladder in his office.

“My birthday is next week,” Hannibal purrs.

He cups Will’s shoulder in one hand and his hip in the other.

“I assume I’ll feel a similar itch then.”

His lips are so, so close. Will shudders and his head flops back, thumping softly against the ladder.

“How do you know?” Will breathes.

Hannibal leans in close and honest-to-God smells Will. Loud and extravagant. He makes a pleased, rumbling sound like a big cat.

“I know,” Hannibal whispers in his ear. His breath is hot and sends shivers ghosting from Will’s spine to his fingertips. Hannibal begins kneading his hip with his left hand, and the hand cupping his shoulder slides up to caress his face, long fingers sinking into Will’s disheveled curls.

“What are you d–”

His words are swallowed by Hannibal’s greedy mouth, who licks and paws at him with almost violent need. It’s an extraordinary first kiss, far from polite and just on the right side of filthy. Hannibal widens his stance and Will squeezes the meat of his ass with a growl.

When did he grab Hannibal’s ass? Never mind, he doesn’t care. At some point his shirt became half-buttoned and Hannibal is now biting his nipple, nothing matters except the heated press of their bodies and the rocketing of his heart.

Then Hannibal tears his mouth away and steps back. Will whimpers and reaches for him but Hannibal keeps his distance.

“I have always loathed the concept of soulmates.” Hannibal’s voice is low and gruff. “The very idea of being tied to someone at the moment of my birth - a person whose identity I have no control over - it has always sickened me.”

Will licks his lips and sucks in a breath.

“I was determined to never meet my soulmate, and if I could not prevent that, I would reject them.”

Will’s stomach drops. Fuck.

“And then I met you.” Hannibal rubs the pad of his fingertips over his swollen mouth. “From the instant you walked in here, I wanted.”

A shaky smile dances over Will’s face. Hannibal mirrors it.

“I know the feeling,” Will says.

“Well.” Hannibal steps back into his space, hands at Will’s waist as he pulls him close to his chest. Beneath the cotton of his shirt, Will’s mark burns like fire. He’s starting to feel dizzy.

“Let us show Fate what she has done in bringing us together.”

Will’s eyes drift closed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean.” Hannibal leans in and nips at his ear. “That together.” He kisses Will’s throat, holds his mouth open over Will’s pulse.

“We can be monsters.”