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Hi, I love your blog and hope you're having a great day!!!
Can you possibly do a Hannibal Lecter x reader where they get into a bad argument because the reader is always waking up at night and Hannibal isn't there (because he is off killing people) and she thinks he is cheating on her?
This took 9 million years im so sorry. I'm glad you enjoy my blog, have a nice day! :)) haven't wrote for hannibal in a while.
Hannibal with reader who thinks he's cheating
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It started out small. Sometimes he'd be out of bed. But he always came back. But that was just because you decided to ignore it and wake up to him right besides you again.
But it has been getting out of hand, you wake up several nights without him and it starts scaring you.
Could he be cheating on you? But he acts so attentive and loving. Every night you wake up to his side of the bed cold and empty.
What could he possibly be doing? You searched around the house and found no signs of him and then dialed his phone only for it to dial under your bedside table.
You didn't want to jump into conclusion immediately, but this was too much. Maybe some other work he has to do that he didn't tell you about? But why wouldn't he tell you about it especially if he has to go at night.
All these thoughts ramming into your head made you feel so detached from reality.
The only thing that snapped you out of the trance was the turning of the door knob. And there came through the figure of your boyfriend.
You quickly got up from your couch and walked towards him.
"where have you been!?" you asked almost crying.
He seemed surprised then went back to looking calm again.
"I see you're already awake, it's just 4 a-"
"forget about that!" you snapped at him.
"where were you?" he didn't know how to respond. you were already crying at this point. And then you backed away. He tried to speak but it appears his apple was stuck on his throat.
"are you maybe.. Cheating on me..?" you asked even scoffing a bit at your words. Though his eyes seemed to widen at that.
"why else is it that you're always out of the house early in the morning then come back hours later!?" you snapped back.
His heart felt like it was being punched while you poured yours out, he tried to compose himself and make it look like it was all just a big misunderstanding which it was but this was different. But he knew he messed up, you knew about his absence. He shouldn't have let his guard down goddammit...
You were really hurt and huffing and puffing. "maybe, maybe we shouldn't be tog-" you were swiftly silenced by the feeling of hannibal's arms.
"I'm so sorry for this misunderstanding darling, I've been having urges to take early walks to clear my mind and I just didn't want to wake you up." may be the lamest lie he's ever told but it will suffice for now.
"I can assure you that I am not doing such a hideous thing to you, if you don't believe me then you're more than welcomed to do a background check on me." he added once more. He couldn't let you know, just yet.
'oh' was the only thing that was said in your head. Now feeling mortified you run off somewhere abruptly feeling too embarrassed to even face him anymore.
I'm leaving this on a cliffhanger because I cannot for the sake of god think of a way to continue the story currently and I have been holding this request for far too long omg.
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80s-arcade-carpet · 6 months
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other tf fanfic writers writing cybertron worldbuilding: well-crafted and unique alien environments, interesting cybertronian traits and culture me: its like human world but d i f f e r e n t
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ultravioletness · 1 year
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gay knights and dames collages part two
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llokmacd · 1 year
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Did anyone else pretend to have imaginary friends or was that just me? Like I knew they were fake and I didn’t have the creativity to ACTUALLY have one, so I pretended to have a fake friend
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celestialwrites · 6 months
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first kiss dialogue prompts *ੈ✩‧₊˚
@celestialwrites for more!
♡ “do that again.”
♡ “see! i knew you didn’t hate me.”
♡ “what was that?” “a kiss..?” “i know that, knucklehead!”
♡ “worth the wait.”
♡ “i still hate you by the way.” “sure you do.”
♡ “did you just kiss me to shut me up?” “no?”
♡ “wow. just wow.”
♡ “just because you’re beautiful and a good kisser does not mean i forgive you.” “you think i’m beautiful?”
♡ “i was expecting a written apology but this is much better.”
♡ “stop saying corny stuff or i’m going to kiss you again.”
♡ “that was earth shattering.”
♡ character A places a kiss on B’s cheek, “you missed.”
REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS<3
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lenesketch · 7 months
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the artblock is blocking but there is always time for the best au in the world
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miwtual · 9 months
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im so fucking tired of the disrespect gifmakers get on the gifmaker website
#kai.txt#negativity tw#(sorry these are gonna be a lot of tags. i have a lot of feelings and i dont know where else to put them)#we make gifs and nobody reblogs them#when they do get reblogged all people want to tell you is that your gifs arent good enough to them and rip it to shreds#'you're missing x' 'why didnt you do y' 'if i made this i would have abc' 'hey op ur wrong and this is why' 'i dont like this op'#reposters dont even reblog your fucking gifset but they'll save your gifs to repost later asking for how to do something#that they could have asked you how to do in the fucking first place#we reblog ourselves constantly because nobody else will and maybe to make our work look like it has more notes than it does#to make ourselves feel better about the lack of interaction we're getting#and then when we TALK about this frustration we have. people who are too afraid to say it to our faces#go on anon in our askboxes and tell us how we're somehow selfish for wanting people to interact with the sets#that we spent time on. hours. days. WEEKS in some cases#or we get anons who tell us the reason we dont have notes are because we arent good at gifmaking in the first place#but this is all on anon. because they're too scared to tell it to our faces#they're too scared for us to see that they ARENT a gifmaker and that they dont know how to do it any better either#they dont see us as people doing something we love as a hobby. they see us as content machines that dance like court jesters#im just so fucking tired of the disrespect#and this sentiment goes for more than just gifmakers. graphicmakers. artists. literally any creative hobby shared on this site#we get treated like shit and for what? literally for fucking what.
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hajihiko · 8 months
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Don't be mad over dumb internet things. Or, if it's inevitable, share it with someone unconcerned and then laugh about it later
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raccoonpog · 2 days
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Missa and chay fishing please 🥺
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family bonding
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heartscrypt · 10 months
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they're girlfriends and they kiss. what of it
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crybaby-bkg · 10 months
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Bakugou loves you, he really does, but he can’t help but be a little prickly sometimes. it’s not because he’s mad at you or anything that’s actively your fault, no. Sometimes he just likes to pick and be an ass to you because he finds your reactions funny, likes how your lip pouts, and how you huff at him whenever he pokes at you.
But it always irks you whenever he rejects your physical affection. It’s playful, the way he softly taps your fingers away from him when you wrap your arms around his middle while he cooks. You bite at his shoulder blade and he wiggles in your grasp, grumbles for you to stop fucking with him while he makes your damn soup.
And that irks you to no end, more than usual, for some reason. Chalk it up to pms or the weather or whatever the fuck, but you’re sick of it. You step beside him, turning until your butt hits the counter, folding your arms as you glare up at him.
“Well, if I can’t touch you, then you can’t touch me.” You declare childishly, and it makes Bakugou smirk at your petulance. He stirs the soup a few more times in silence, adding in more seasoning with a shake of his head while you stare him down.
After what feels like forever, he lays the spoon beside the pot and faces you with a hand resting on the counter and the other on his hip. He cocks his head at you, grinning now when he meets your frowning face.
“My poor baby,” he coos to you condescendingly, reaching out to grip your hip but you lightly smack his fingers away, same as he did you earlier. He expects that, and the next one, and the next. However, he doesn’t expect for it to last for the rest of the night, being unable to touch you.
At this point, he thinks he might be going stir crazy. He’s so used to the casual touches; squeezing your butt when you walk past, patting your cheek when you eat, rubbing your shoulders, massaging your calf on the couch. But he’s been rejected every time, and goddamn you, it’s not funny anymore.
So he blocks you in where you stand trying to leave the bathroom. To anyone else, he would look menacing, but to you, he just looks like an overstuffed teddy bear as he hunches his shoulders to his ears. He doesn’t look you in the eye, instead at your mouth, as he grumbles,
“M’sorry for being stupid. Now lemme touch you. Please.” He tacks on when he sees your eyes narrow. You stand there with your arms crossed for a few seconds, before humming and placing your hands on your hips.
“I’ll forgive you if you let me hold your boobs.” You counteroffer. His face scrunches up for a second at that.
“They’re not—you know what? Go ahead, have at it.” He tells you with a dramatic sigh, mirroring your position as he looks up to the ceiling. But as you cup his chest in your hands and squeeze his pecs and bury your face in it, Bakugou can’t help but smile a little. As long as he gets to do it back to you, he doesn’t mind one bit.
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salted15 · 4 months
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i just think this is what he does when he's upset
(ko-fi)
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cactuslester · 2 months
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phil lester: then ⤐ now
happy 37th birthday @amazingphil!!!
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naranjapetrificada · 9 months
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Just a small thing I noticed while being totally normal about the gay pirates:
I've watched The Kiss™ way too many times a normal number of times and my favorite moment is the series of microexpressions Rhys cycles through while Stede is reacting to "what makes Ed happy is...you" because it's just so lovely and masterfully done. While trying to find a good gif of just that moment (no luck so far!) I noticed something that happens while Ed is pulling Stede in.
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Stede, darling honey light of my life, clueless useless "oblivious" gay that he is, tilts his head a bit and leans into the kiss too. Before it's even started. On some level he registers that This Is Happening in time to react in a positive way, even before their lips have touched.
Our boy is a creature of instinct, and when he acts on his emotional instincts without thinking too much he knocks so much shit out of the park. Instinct is part of why "you wear fine things well" hits as hard as it does. Instinct is how he can woo Ed as easily as he does. Instinct is how they were able connect so deeply so quickly, because his instinct is to be open and non-judgemental to this beautiful man waiting beside his sickbed and asking about fine fabrics.
Stede's thoughts are still too clouded by his trauma and self-loathing to be useful for him, and he can end up thinking too much about what he "should" do or what other people do. Thinking is part of the reason he's so quick to believe Chauncey in the woods. Thinking means succumbing to beliefs about his perceived worthlessness, which leads to his biggest mistakes. Thinking tells him to adjust what he says about Blackbeard in that tavern of townies, when his instinct was to say how "absolutely lovely" Ed is.
Obviously man cannot live by instinct alone, like he definitely should have thought for a minute about making a deal with Geraldo to fence the hostage. Stede needs to learn to balance the two and when to listen to either/both of them. But I was just so excited to see him leaning in the way he does because it underlines a feeling I've had for a minute, which is that Stede's instincts are those of someone crushing and then falling in love, and that never wavers.
He lacks the context and vocabulary to identify what's going on without outside intervention, but he also deeply gets it in a way that's extremely queer and that I hope starts showing up more in the fanon. I do a little happy dance every time I see this in people's fics and I just need so many more of them! Give me more eager Stede who is Ready To Go once he's given the right context for his feelings about Ed!
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cinnamon-flame · 7 months
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Viva Piñata art dump
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Viva Piñata was my favorite game when I was younger and it influenced my style heavily throughout the years but I've noticed it's like really niche? I haven't seen a lot of people talking about it which is a shame since the whole series is absolutely adorable. So I'm spreading the word myself with some funky doodles
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whinesandwhimpers · 3 months
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Everyone on base jokes that john price just swooped up kyle garrick to be his sergeant. that he just took kyle from wherever he was before.
Kyle took the joke too seriously and 'followed in the footsteps of his captain' when he saw you. So enraptured by your beauty, he suddenly had a want for a girlfriend so he simply took one...took you.
Your kidnapper is so charming and nice, giving you whatever you want (aside from letting you go ofc), he even surprises you with a romantic candlelight dinner when you start giving up on trying to escape.
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