ASLDKFJS;L I JUST WATCHED THE VERY LAST EPISODE OF HANNIBAL
THE LAST AND I CANT BELIEVE IT
SO MANY THINGS WERE HAPPENING IN THE LAST FIVE MINUTES AND I KNEW IT COULD NEVER END IN A SATISFYING WAY AND I SAW THE CLIFFHANGER COMING FROM FIVE BAZILLION MILES AWAY AND I KEPT WATCHING AND NOW I’M LITERALLY SCREAMING
HOW THE FUCK COULD THEY MANAGE TO GET SHOT AND STABBED AND FALL OFF A FUCKING CLIFF AND ASLKFJAS;LK AND THE THING RIGHT BEFORE THEY FELL WAS THE GAYEST SHIT IVE EVER SEEN IT WAS GLORIOUS AND FRANCIS WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE AND AAAAAAAACKJH
Listen. I 100% believe that when Riley is feeling snuggly™ and Lucas is around that she just crawls into his lap and snuggles up to him. And Lucas is just like "yes all that is pure and good is in my arms once again"
you are 100% right anon, on both parts of this headcanon and i completely stand by this one hundred percent. riley gets those snuggly feelings a lot and if lucas is around, boom, he’s her number one place to go and lucas is always 100% down for it. like he lives for riley being in one of Those Moods, because he knows that it means he’s going to get riley cuddling with him, which let’s be real is one of lucas’ favorite things in the entire World.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tenth Doctor (duplicate)/Rose Tyler Characters: Metacrisis Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler Additional Tags: UST, married, Torchwood - Freeform, delayed gratification, Sexual Frustration, not explicit, Crack, Fluff, Fluffy McFluff, Silly, unrealistic probably Series: Part 8 of Timepetalsprompts Summary:
He’s teaching by day, she’s defending the Earth by night. And they are both about to burst.
She stumbled into their flat, barely remembering to flip the deadbolt
lock on the front door. The brightness of eight am light hurt her
stinging, exhausted eyes, so she stumbled to the window and drew the
drapes. She knew she should eat something — considering she hadn’t eaten
in well over 14 hours — but right now, sleep was her number one
priority. She collapsed onto the sofa, one leg and one arm hanging off.
But then her husband made an appearance.
She peeled one eye open.
hands were pushed into the pockets of his brown pinstriped trousers. He
was wearing the glasses. And his hair was perfect. In a word, he was
gorgeous. And doing that thing with his eyebrow. And that half smile
But she didn’t feel a single tingle. No butterflies in her
belly. No prickles on her neck or flushed cheeks or building heat or—
He leaned over, and kissed her jaw. “Oh, I missed you last night. Couldn’t stop thinking about you. The bed was so cold.”
“Takemetobed,” she slurred, eyes drifting shut again.
He hummed happily. “Your wish is my command.”
smiled lazily as he pulled her off of the sofa, and led her into their
bedroom. “Gonna feel so good. Close the blinds,” she ordered quietly.
“Need it dark.”
“Mmmmm. You do like it dark, don’t you?” He
removed his tie as he scurried to the window. “Love the dark. Dark is
brilliant. Well, not brilliant. Unbrilliant.”
L is such a pissbaby like. This is two months past L and Light fighting. Two months past Light telling L to suck it up and get back in gear. L is still facing away from any investigation material. Light is still like ‘I am soooo sorry to interrupt your important task of being motivationless’. Implying this is really all L has been doing tWO ENTIRE MONTHS.
And then Light asks him to come over for a second and he makes that face. Look at that fucking 'ugh why do I need to move’ face. This man is literally insulted to have to participate in his own fucking investigation. 'How dare you make me do this thing which is my job.’ THANKS L?!
“Whenever you watch Shrimpy play, you have the same expression on your face as when you’re about to play a new game you just bought. No, I don’t. And what does that face look like, anyway? Really excited. What does that mean? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t make that face. You do. I do not. …You do. I do not.”