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[everyonesaprincess]

Will: I know I tried to kill you a couple of time but can you still be my therapist?

Hannibal: Yeah don’t worry, I framed you for murder and also tried to have you killed so we’re all good.

And I quote Will, “Even Steven”

[everyonesaprincess]

The fact that someone can show so much emotion or even the absence of it through minor expressions either facial or tonal never ceases to amaze me

[everyonesaprincess]

I hate to say it but Hannibal has to be one of the most elegant tv shows created.

[attenashe-deactivated20190606]

things that always make me happy: serial commenters. there are three types

1) reading a longfic chapter by chapter, leaving an increasingly emotional comment on every chapter, descends into keysmashes near the end: outstanding

2) read one fic by accident, clicked the author name, now working steadily through the backlog and commenting on everything, I wake up to an AO3 inbox full of enthusiasm: precious beyond words

3) the longterm serial commenter whose comment begins with I don’t even know this fandom but because they have followed me from somewhere else: stunning. humbling. magical.

[fineillsignup]

these are all *chef’s kiss* and I want to add one more: 4) left a comment a while ago, comes back and leaves another comment on the same fic, telling you that they’re coming back to reread the fic: angels. blessings. lifesavers.

[rpepperpotshipssciencebros]

OK but real quick here: how many times can I comment on the same fic before it gets creepy???

[lauramkaye]

IT NEVER GETS CREEPY

[everyonesaprincess]

What about someone begging and pleading for the author to start writing again after the fic is abandoned and offering them your first born if they do. Is that creepy? (Asking for a friend)

[pinknatural]

jack goes to high school and makes new friends and one of them is obsessed with true crime and her favorite case is the winchester serial killers and jack has to sit there like 😐whenever she infodumps about her theories at the lunch table

[pinknatural]

the first time this happened jack excused himself and hid in the bathroom and called cas like “dad is dean a serial killer?” and cas just is like ”yes :/ we can talk about it when you get home” and jack goes back to the lunch table just in time to hear this girl theorize that the winchesters probably killed former president jefferson rooney’s aid kelly kline & another of their friends goes “haha kline just like your last name” and jack has to excuse himself again

[jaysninjago]

couldnt resist

[everyonesaprincess]

You fell from heaven as I found my faith in you,

You were the alter where I laid my penance due,

Your wings turned to ashes and you no longer flew,

I was your fall, I consecrate my life to you.

#theangelfallingforthesinner #ineedtostopwritingaboutreligoustrama

[everyonesaprincess]

Umm why is Destiel/Supernatural not trending right now? Explain yourselves people.

[everyonesaprincess]

Drown me in the currents of your adoration,

Save me with the life ring of your exultation ,

Exploit the limits of my prostration,

Be my means, my only source of salvation.

Lead me the shrine, the alter for your worship,

Let me cherish your command, your words so perfect,

I give over to you myself to direct,

I implore you my offering to accept.

#feellikecasneedstobeworshipedlikethegodheis #takingoutmyreligoustramaonpoetry #dontstayuptill3amifyouwanttostaysane

[gayeddiejuice]

wake up babes the cas poem dropped

[everyonesaprincess]

In love with you (under the cherry trees)

A warm spring evening, wind rustling the grass,

My head in your lap, enraptured by you laugh,

The way your eyes light up as your gaze fixes on me,

Smile so very fond, like there’s nowhere else you’d rather be.

Cherry blossoms floating, dancing in the wind,

Twisting and turning as summer begins,

They dance their way down, forming a halo,

From heaven you are, soft in springs evening glow.

Your melodious voice, so soft and sure,

Makes me stain for the words you’ve read before,

Tales of a princess, warrior and queen,

Living in a world, yet to be seen.

You run gentle finger over my brow,

The patterns you trace I focus on now,

They slip into my hair, you lean down for a kiss,

These are the moments, I pray I never miss.