otp: all i want all i need

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philip shea + textpost meme (a pair piece for my lukas one) 

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Fry & Leela Alphabet » Alternate Universes   

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philinda + otp tags

anonymous asked:

The pretty please bit in s3 kills me for obvious reasons, but I'm always sent tumbling into imagining how Hannibal is so fucking doomed bc all Will has to do is bat those baby blues at him and Hannibal will give him anything he wants

Hannibal is absolutely doomed by how much he loves Will. I mean, he did just sort of let go and allow Will to attempt to kill him at the end of season 3. Boy’s got it so bad he thought his only way out mid-season 3 was to eat that which he loved most. Will Graham is the deadliest thing Hannibal has ever known. 

But UGH that moment where Will says please is just EVERYTHING. I mean yes, it’s definitely fair to assume that Hannibal is going to do anything Will wants him to at this point, but also??? Hannibal asking Will to say please was more like Hannibal asking Will to put on a show. He knew it was performative, and Will knew it was performative, and Will knew that Hannibal knew that he knew and??? Hannibal was, as always, being Hannibal, with a big heaping side of Murder Husbands foreplay, and I will never be the same again tbh.

Anyway here nonny I made these just for you…

You Meme A Lot To Me

Clint has created a chatroom.

Clint has invited Y/N, Natasha.

Clint: every breath you take, every move you make, every bond you break

Natasha: clint, it’s 2 am.

Clint: every step you take

Clint: I’ll be watching you. happy valentine’s day. my gifts will be delivering later on pls do not trash them

Natasha: is that coulson’s song?

Y/N: this explains why my room is flooded with gifts from the others

Natasha: why must tony give us all cardboard cutouts of him every year?

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: couldn’t u choose a better song old man? this is why u have no valentine. even ur wife said no.

Clint: did i invite u? no.

Pietro: today is a day of love so don’t be salty

Clint: Na.

Clint: hahaha get it

Pietro: no

Clint: ofc you wouldn’t

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“Neil hadn’t even noticed the silence at first, too distracted by his dizzying thoughts. Now he couldn’t help but smile and pull Andrew in. This was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and Neil was never letting go.” —  The King’s Men by Nora Sakavic.

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jian + kisses

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This scene… Ginny is hurt, upset, jealous, annoyed because Mike prefers chatting with his ex-wife, his ex-wife who was supposed to be, I quote (from 1x02), :

‘‘ a pain-in-the-ass,
who’s just hellbent on ruining my life
even though we’re no longer married.
She wants me to go through my things,
you know, before she sells them.
What she really wants to do
is get back together with me
’‘

to talking to Ginny about what happened last night, so she’s feeling like the “almost-kissing” thing meant nothing to him (even if she said everything was good, I can’t help but notice that she’s really bothered by this)… Ugh, my two stubborn babies…

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Adult Mob suddenly switched place with Younger Mob for some reason and Teruki can’t calm down at all!

I want to make my version of Adult Mob for the longest time after seeing all other artists’ takes of him! Also, I can’t find the mood to do my other planned fancomics, so I did this instead. /slapped

Probably gonna do Adult Teruki too. Probably… maybe…. I dunno :”))

Hope you like it~!

Btw, do anyone notice the sapphire earring on Mob’s right ear? ;”> /Wink Wink

wolftrapqueen27  asked:

Hello, again After reading your latest piece in the Hannigram Fluff Therapy series, I realised that I'm going to require as much of this warm, fluffy goodness as I can get, right through January 20, 2017. It's not a specific ask, but a humble request for more, and a thank you. You're a treasure to the fandom, and you're writing is often the only bright spot in my day/week. <3

Thank you so much my friend. I’m sorry this took so long to get to, but I hope you enjoy. <3

The lilt of Hannibal’s voice carried through the house, folding itself against the walls. Will followed the sound into the living room.

“You’re singing.”

Hannibal turned to him, ceasing his song. “A song from my childhood. My mother would sing it to me often.”

Will didn’t know the language, but deep in his bones he understood. “It’s about God.”

“In a sense. Did you sleep well?”

Will smiled and ducked his head, recalling the night previous, the way they’d made love for the very first time. “I did. Thank you.”

Hannibal reached for Will’s hand, brushing his knuckles with the softest kiss. “I’m happy to hear that. What would you like for breakfast?”

“Whatever you want,” Will said, gazing down at his hand when Hannibal let it go. “Tell me about your mother’s song.”

“A Lithuanian folk song about death and rebirth.”

Will laughed. “You truly did begin at the beginning. Your mother was religious?”

“Very. I’d never given much thought to the idea of worship myself. Until recently.”

A flush bloomed hotly on Will’s cheeks. “Please don’t build me an altar.”

Hannibal brushed his knuckles along Will’s cheek. “Our shared bed will serve just fine,” he said, smiling. “I’ll see to breakfast now, if you don’t mind.”

“Go on,” Will breathed, lost in Hannibal’s gaze. “I’m starving.”


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