otp over all otps

Here, have this unfinished thing I just found in my docs. Abigail feels and a bit of fluff I guess…

“I’m ready to talk about her,” Will said. “Abigail.”

Hannibal closed his book. “What about her would you like to discuss?”

“Tell me what the two of you did together. When you were hiding her away.”

“I wanted to teach her the harpsichord, but she wasn’t interested. She tried to play—to please me—for a short time, but her heart wasn’t in it.”

Will turned on his side, head cradled softly in his pillow. “So what did you do?”

“She said she would rather learn to play the guitar. So she did. A little.”

Will half-smiled, watching the movement of Hannibal’s eyes. “Oh,” was all that came out in response.

They slept gently then, bodies tangling together

“Did she ask about me?” Will asked over breakfast.

“She was curious about you,” Hannibal said. “She did care for you, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“I regret that I didn’t get to know her better.”

“You were never given much of a chance.”

“No. I wasn’t.” Will finished his breakfast before speaking again. “Do you regret killing her?”

“Regret does nothing to change the past.”

Will pushed back from the table, rounded to Hannibal’s side, and gripped his shoulders. “I don’t want to change the past,” he said, pressing a kiss into Hannibal’s hair. “I was just asking. It’s okay.”

Hannibal reached for Will’s wrist, wrapping fingers around his steady pulse.

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My favorite part about this kiss is how intense Dylan/Stiles’ face is. He’s kissing her like she’s his lifeline, the air he breathes. He’s so consumed in this moment, in this kiss, in Lydia. You can feel how much he loves her and how much this moment means to him. This is everything Stiles has spent the past 10 years building up to, and the intensity with which he kisses Lydia is like none I’ve ever seen. Lydia holds onto to Stiles, kissing him back just as forcefully, and we get this incredible moment that seems to stop time. I just can’t get over how much you can tell that this is quite possibly the most important day of Stiles’ life just by the expression he makes when kissing Lydia. It’s gentle and intense and heartbreaking all at the same time. You can feel the gentleness he possesses for Lydia, but it’s also this intense fire that burns hot enough to consume them both. It’s so amazing that these two completely opposite things can exist simultaneously in just one expression. Dylan never ceases to amaze me with how much he understands Stiles as a character and his unconditional love for Lydia.

objectively the best scene in the dream thieves is when gansey wears jeans and a t-shirt because they’re literally on their way to bury a body but ronan and blue just can’t stop losing their shit over how good he looks when he doesn’t dress like an asshole

Do you ever think about the height difference between yourself and a fictional character and what it would look like if you stood next to them

have you ever experienced that feeling where you fall in love with your otp all over again? like everyone loves their otps as they progress slowly and they slowly fall in love with them, but then while reading fanfic or watching fanvids or just sitting around but you’re suddenly hit by how beautiful and amazing your otp is all over again and just how far they’ve come and every reason why you ship them and it just makes you emotional and want to cry in the middle of the room and it’s fucking wonderful

Rebelcaptain Week prompt - Family

If someone would tell Jyn Erso that one day she’d be happily married to Cassian Andor and have a beautiful daughter with him, she would happily punch that person in the face.

But who knew it would happen (including having an annoying but lovable dog).



(I just really wanted to do something for rebelcaptain week and I just got back from a vacation with the fam which is why this is late lmao)
(I totally pictured Dafne Keen as their child the moment I saw her in Logan lmao)

anonymous asked:

god, i'll never ever stop thinking about all the late nights Hannibal and Will had during S2, they literally HAUNT me, like can you imagine? after all of their fancy dinners for 2 they sat down in Hannibal's study and sipped wine and talked for hours, and all that time Will had an actual hurricane happening inside of him because he LONGED so bloody hard for something MORE but he couldn't get it because 1) this wasn't supposed to be real, he was a lure, 2) he thought Hannibal didn't feel the same

oh god nonny

Late season 2 angst has always been my lifeblood, but adding in PINING WILL has literally slain me. Will WANTING and HOPING and ACHING. And clearly Will knew Hannibal felt SOMETHING, but how could that SOMETHING be other than twisted, co-dependent obsession? How could someone capable of doing the things that Hannibal does also be capable of falling IN LOVE?

And just to make things worse, what if Will didn’t actually think Hannibal incapable of falling in the big L-O-V-E, but desperately fought against the idea just as he fought against his own burgeoning darkness? Like he just couldn’t ALLOW himself to even go there. Because to go there would be tantamount to giving in, and telling himself it was just IMPOSSIBLE was somehow easier at the same time it was AGONIZING IN EVERY WAY.

I am suffering nonny. I am suffering.

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I’ve been in this fandom for two and a half years now and only now do I finish my android Adventure and Fact core designs. Adventure is basically diet-Indiana Jones and Fact is… a know-it-all nerd, I guess. The motivation to finish these totally didn’t come from something I’m posting on Monday, nope that’s just silly…

Anyway, Procrastination is one helluva drug.

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A Doctor’s Log (Mass Effect: Andromeda)

Summary: Being a collection of impressions, observations, and ruminations, by one Dr. Lexi T’Perro, staff physician on the Tempest. 

Notes: Spoilers abound, but specifically for Liam’s armor request and part of Jaal’s loyalty mission (through the end of “Flesh and Blood”). Pre-romance (incipient Sis!Ryder/Jaal).

This is loose, this is messy, and hopefully, this is funny. There may be more to come, but we shall see! <3

Read on: Ao3

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Entry One:

Our young Pathfinder certainly has a talent for finding — well, talent, in the most unusual places. From what I understand, she found our resident krogan on Eos, slaughtering the local wildlife. I believe he’s wearing the bones of his kills.

And yet, he’s charming, but anyone’s standards. A little gruff, but that’s to be expected. He and Vetra seem to be getting along famously, if what I overhear from the crew’s quarters is any indication.

Cora is still dealing with residual frustration and resentment over the Pathfinder’s role passing from Alec to his daughter, but she is a consummate professional, and after an initial tense conversation with Ryder, has allowed herself to process and grieve in private. I’ve made a note to check in with her — something Cora will be astute enough to recognize — but I foresee no future issues in that quarter.

Sometimes it’s best simply to let time and distance do all the healing work. Harry, if you ever read this, know that I can hear you smirking.

Entry Seven:

Liam continues to impress me — his good humor and willingness to reach out to everyone has defused more than a few potential arguments. I’m rather amazed at how he dismantled what could have been a rather explosive argument over the last of the Fishdog Food Shack nuggets (I shudder to think what was in them, to have lasted so long in suspension!). His loyalty is unquestioned. He’d be an asset on any team, but I’m glad he’s with us.

Ryder stayed in her quarters for an extra forty-three minutes this morning. SAM assures me she was simply working out, but I’ve made a note to watch her stress levels a little more carefully. Excess exercise may be just one symptom of a larger problem.

I do hope they’re able to wake up her brother, soon. Her role is a lonely one.

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