#cannot and will not ever shut up

[trashwithvariety]

another totally unhinged hannibal post coming at ya but lemme just sit on hanni's side of the table for a sec and just, like, gush for him

this man has been looking at will like this

both where he's bloodied and bruised and just like so happy will didn't die in the first one and then season three when will bites dude's cheek off and spits it onto a plate??? Hanni could not be more proud of what will has become are you kidding???? I'm being a teenage girl for him right now because how could you not be happy that the person you're in love with is as unhinged and feral as you are??? (feral is not a word I would use to describe hannibal but will definitely is)

and then, to put it in perspective, from hannibal's pov, working his ass off for years to get will to understand him, to see him for what he was and to accept him and even love him. he loves will. that was almost blatantly stated in the show.

but in wrath of the lamb, will finally reaches for hannibal instead of the other way around

will reached out so hannibal could help him up but there is no heterosexual explanation for what happens after that. will's grip on his shoulder? strong. will resting his head on his shoulder? g a y.

and hannibal looks so relieved. he looks so relaxed. because we finally got here. that light tug on his shirt? we got here and it's almost everything he's ever wanted and then will lays his head on his shoulder and it's almost too good to be true.

it's beautiful, he says

and hannibal closes his eyes and puts this moment in his memory palace, because yes, it is

all gifs by @bloodydancy

[annies-pie]

All I’m saying is that this guy…

and this guy…

are NOT the same character.

[aingeal98]

OK final post on this and then I'll shut up I'm sorry I just have to say my piece. I think the reason stephcass feels so shocking when plenty of wlw ships have gotten the "like a sister to me" treatment in the past is that stephcass managed to avoid literally any mention of that for over 20 years. Even Batgirls for all it's light and flattened characterization understood that Steph and Cass are not sisterly, they're "whatever the fuck those two have going on." Literally every dc writer even if they understood nothing else understood that. They were written as ex lovers in future state so to go from that to this, and from wfa which while fanony takes pains to include oracle babs, steph and cass and duke (as flat and ooc as he is) as equally as important family members as the four fanon batboys, and references canon events that indicates that the writers have read the canon they're pulling from... Like it's not just a case of a bad writer it's a case of "How did we dodge this homophobic bullet for so long only to get hit by Wayne Family Adventures of all things."

[kitamars]

high school joui 4 shenanigans

[thelilylav]

Cerise and Ramona as Romulus and Remus. No I will not elaborate

[faxaway]

happy valentine's @peskellence !!!!!!! <33

something about nuts and bolts

OKAY MAN YOU DON'T EVEN GET THE FOREPLAY. THE 'DRAWING THIS WAS--' NO. I'M RIGHT UP IN THERE BECAUSE I HAVE LOTS OF FEELINGS. and you have no choice but to sit your ass down and listen to them (i mean you could just look away but don't do that)

it's kinda silly but every fucking day I pat myself on the back a little for getting over my fear of bothering the ao3 author with comments/little rambles. because it got me here, with you :]

half of the things I've done, and half of the things I will do here, i've done because of you. not in a 'wow cool author reblogged my stuff and got me notes' way, but in a 'i really want to have something to show pesk. something they'll think is neat' way. not even to impress you. i just want you to smile

you are the single most motivating person I've ever met, in fandom and out. no, really. seriously. you are very many 'most's, actually; encouraging, empathetic, patient and loving and talented and i could really go on, but the tiny font only gets you so far.

your writing is sincerely my favorite. i say it a lot, i know, but every time i read any of your works i get this 'shit, this is free??' type of feeling. like watching, uh, vsauce's miniseries on youtube. you know? no way this is free. it's way too good to be.

i don't know what i did to deserve someone like you being a constant in my life, and i don't think i really do, but i will not be looking this gift android in the mouth. i wish i could somehow express all this disgusting sentimentality in its entirety, and thank you properly (wow i cant help but notice not all your fic covers match now nghnnhh that's sucky i wonder if someones gonna do something about it) thank you and please stay just as you are. ily and you know that

[yeniihuenii]

i doodled a lil silly edgy jiyan and if you recognize where the outfit came from...... hello 😳

[chiropteracupola]

For you are made of nebulas and novas and night sky / You’re made of memories you bury or live by...

my half of an art trade with my dear pal @baronetcoins! his bg3 tav pyrite violetten and also mr the wizard of waterdeep and also cats :3

[xxplastic-cubexx]

it doesnt need to be said but its genuinely so funny how at-the-hip charles and erik are in krakoa like they really had the green light- the OBLIGATION- to be as obnoxiously close to each other as possible and abused that right to the fullest extent

[fermentedroach]

crea ture

[evilkaeya]

ADA member: hey tell me about your pm days-

Dazai: :[

ADA member: -with Chuuya

Dazai: :D

[untimelyambition]

PAUL MATTHEWS MY SKRUNKLYYYYYYYY

[initialsaint]

Hear me out: Duncan's got more homemaker skills than Courtney.

Courtney's parents were always focused on her academic life and career. They got her private tutoring any time she slipped, had her in all advanced classes, and they made sure she never did an extracurricular she couldn't put on a resumé. But they never taught her any regular life skills.

It's not like she's clueless, though. A lot of stuff is common sense. She's too much of a neat freak to have a messy dorm or apartment, and she can do her own laundry, but she can't cook. She ruined her new frying pan the day she bought it trying to make eggs. She doesn't know what to do when her bookshelf collapses the first week of college, and resorts to stacking her books next to her desk. She burns a hole in one of her most professional looking blouses with the iron when she doesn't realise fabric can melt.

So when her favourite jumper begins to unravel, the pale purple one with tiny flowers on the cuffs, she very nearly cries about it. It's just a jumper, but Courtney is nothing if not particular. She knows there's no replacing it.

When she mentions it to Duncan, frustrated and not thinking much of it, he raises an eyebrow and asks why she doesn't fix it, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. The thought hadn't even crossed her mind.

"How would you even begin to fix it? There must be half a foot of wool coming off already, and the hole's in this super awkward place by the elbow."

"So you didn't try?"

Courtney goes a little red in the face at that.

She doesn't expect Duncan to come over the next day with a banged up biscuit tin and ask to take a look at the jumper himself. He inspects the damage, careful not to tug at any of the loose loops of knitting, and looks up at Courtney.

"This is the "huge hole", you mentioned?"

She might have exaggerated a little, but she's emotional about this, damn it. Duncan sighs, and grabs the biscuit tin. He cracks it open to reveal a sewing kit, packed full of loose fabric and needles and threads of every colour.

"This won't take long. Put the coffee pot on."

Courtney bites her tongue about manners and does as she's told, pouring them each a cup while she watches Duncan work.

It shouldn't surprise her that he has this stuff. Most of his clothes look D.I.Y'd somehow, with little tears and patches tacked on. But the scene before her is just so uncharacteristically domestic. He tries mending the hole normally at first, but the yarn keeps fraying when he tries, and he huffs before rummaging through the sewing kit.

When Courtney sets his cup down in front of him, Duncan is sewing what looks like a loose scrap of fabric over the hole.

"I had some blank patches left over and this thing is being a bitch, so it'll have to do."

After some time, he hands the jumper over for Courtney to see. There's an oblong white patch neatly stitched onto the left sleeve, covering the hole, and the elbow entirely. If she didn't know better (and if the other sleeve wasn't blank) Courtney would almost think that the jumper came that way- the evenness of the stitches is shocking.

Courtney blinks. "Where did you learn to do that?"

"My mom. I used to fuck up everything I wore within a week, and she always fixed it. She showed me how to do it myself when I was ten." Duncan takes a sip of his coffee. "You're welcome, by the way."

Courtney rubs the back of her neck sheepishly. "Right, thank you. Really."

"You really didn't think to do it yourself?" Courtney opens her mouth, and it's like Duncan can sense the indignant response before she gets a word out. "I'm not judging, I just figured little miss C.I.T would know how to do this stuff."

She huffs. "Not all of us were burning holes in our shirts before 8th grade."

"It was barbed wire, thank you very much. And it's still a good skill to have."

"My parents were just focused on teaching me other things, and it's not like I ever needed to know before now."

"Uh-huh." Duncan looks at her, thinking.

"I could always teach you anyway?"

"You'd teach me to sew?"

Duncan looks down at his cup. "Well, not just that, but yeah. I just don't wanna be the one to fix all your shit."

Courtney crosses her arms. "It was one hole in one jumper, Duncan."

"And the bookshelf?"

She flushes. "I just haven't got around to it!"

"Sure you haven't."

Courtney thinks, rubbing the soft wool of her jumper between her fingers. She gets a small hole in one jumper, and suddenly it's like she's hyperaware of how little she knows. Sure, not everyone can sew, but it's not just that. She doesn't want to admit to Duncan how many times she's eaten out this semester after burning her dinner, or how many times she's called Bridgette in a panic over her dishwasher making weird noises.

"...I guess it couldn't hurt. To get a second opinion."

Duncan smiles. "Whatever you say, Princess."

[rox-of-iu]

no thought only MQF in brain* (*even more than usual yeah.....)

ok lads listen up. i love allllll Mu Qingfang designs ok? all the interpretations are cool and valid and dear ok BUT. whenever I personally try to draw MQF without a 'stache he just looks to me like a first-year med student ok hjdfhkfd

but anyway. when i was scrolling around and being completely normal about MQF i saw a lot of ppl say stuff like 'this is my 'mqf is actually pretty' agenda' and its alwaysss about peeled mqf SO I HAVE A POINT TO PROVE OK. mqf with a moustache can be also a prettyboy ok?? i can prove it 😭😭

so here are my qingfangs where i turned up the babygirl vibes to absolute max as i could hsdfjkhdskfh 💜

[f3mtguy]

the amount of times ive had to block cis 'allies' for reducing the trans community to transfems/women only. y'all piss me off so bad.

and why is it so hard for them to grasp they're being shitty too. everybody would be going "???" if someone went "the lgbt+ community needs our support, we have to protect gay men."

[loveridden1999]

honestly i don't expect anything from someone who's activism begins and ends on two words