heads down (you haven't done that yet)

sailorsally  asked:

Katie and Travis first kiss, if you haven't done this already

Whenever things got rough, Travis could always take comfort in one thing.

“Would you go away!” Katie yelled at him, literally taking the high ground, standing up higher on the hill so she wasn’t as short as she usually is. Travis smiled, realizing that she still needed to tilt her head up just to look him in the eye.

“Oh why don’t you make me, Katie,” He teased, leaning down and plucking another strawberry.

“They aren’t even ripe yet! You can’t eat them!”

Travis knew that, but it was the principle of the thing. The thing being the particular shade of red Katie’s face got when she was angry.

“You’re such a pain in the ass, Gardner, they’re just strawberries.” He smiled at her.

“Shut up!” She yelled, moving closer to him, trying (and failing) to look threatening.

Travis moved in even closer, “I told you to make me!”

In one swift movement, Katie closed the space between them, balling up the front of Travis’s shirt in her fists, and kissing him.

Despite all of the fights and aggression that they had shared, the kiss was, without a doubt, the angriest Katie had ever been.

“Leave me the fuck alone, Stoll,” Katie said against his lips.

Travis just smiled, and put the strawberry in her hand, and kept kissing her.

No matter how bad things got, Travis could always take comfort in knowing that Katie kissed first.

thedarkshadowwolf-archive  asked:

How do you manage to stay positive? I've been going through stuff for the past 2 years and I still haven't recovered from it yet :/

I could give some cliche answer but it’s all relative to the person. What makes me stay positive won’t work for everyone. I just try to make the most of things and I love what I do and always remind myself how lucky I really am. 

Life is one of the greatest things we have with the most boundless potential and most of us don’t take full grasp of it. MUCH easier said than done but you just gotta keep moving, keep you head down and stay productive!

anonymous asked:

Hey I heard you were taking prompts. Can I get something post finale where there's this beautiful woman who wants to sleep with Will, and Will considers it at first because he hasn't had sex in forever and she has a great personality too, but he finds himself hesitant even though Hannibal is nowhere around. During his conversation with her he tries to sort through why he's hesitant and that's when he realizes that he doesn't want anyone but Hannibal even though they haven't done anything yet.

Will hadn’t even left their apartment intending to end up at a bar. He had simply needed to clear his head. Walking along the streets of Utrecht, he was drawn into the corner bar by the jazz band, choking down the urge to pull out his phone and call Hannibal to join him.

He’s only finished half his glass of whisky when she approaches. Soft brown curls fall across her bare shoulders, eyes smiling as she offers to buy Will another round, first in Dutch, then again in English.

“No thank you,” Will shouts over the music. “I shouldn’t even be here.”

“Do you want to get out of here then?” Her smile lights up her whole face, and the air around them. Her confidence is intoxicating. “My place is right around the corner,” she says, and Will feels himself being so drawn to her, he nearly falls right off his stool.

Hannibal would never know, although he would certainly pick up her scent. She’s standing so close to Will, her knee knocking against his thigh as she speaks, he’s going to walk through the door smelling of her either way. It occurs to him that Hannibal should be the furthest thing from his mind, but as the beautiful woman with clear intentions continues to speak, he seems to be the only thing Will can think about.

“I’m sorry,” Will says, rising to his feet. “But I can’t.”

She gives him a small smile before turning away. Will makes for the exit in a hurry, not bothering to down the rest of his drink.

“You’ve been drinking,” Hannibal says as Will walks through the door. He inhales the air deeply as Will takes the seat next to him on the sofa. “Drinking with a woman.”

“I had half a glass of whisky and I never even got her name.”

“Do you wish you had?”

“She sure does.” Will huffs out a laugh. “She was beautiful. So shockingly beautiful, Hannibal.”

“Yet you didn’t even stay to finish your drink.”

“All I could think about was you,” Will says. “This beautiful woman was inviting me back to her home… And you were the only thing on my mind.”

Hannibal is silent, the slightest hint of a smile threatening to ruin the placid expression on his face. “Is that so?”

“I’m curious about something,” Will shifts his body closer, placing his hand on Hannibal’s knee. “Will you kiss me?”

Hannibal is stunned motionless for a moment, and then he slowly brings his hand up to cradle Will’s nape, thumbing at his ear as he leans in to press a chaste kiss to Will’s lips.

“More,” Will whispers against his mouth.

A nearly imperceptible growl rises up from Hannibal’s throat as he pulls Will in for a deep, languid kiss. Will moans into Hannibal’s mouth, wondering how something that feels this right has taken this long to blossom between them.