I Have No Words

i have no words

DYING at cosmopolitan using an image of CASTIEL to illustrate paris hilton’s belief that her apron looks like the game twister

it’s too early in the morning for me to be thinking about this yet again but alas, here i am

the parallel of "name the bait on your hook after somebody you cherish, if the person you name it after cherished you, you will catch the fish" vs "hannibal would be the best bait" never fails to drive me up the walls insane scratching at the ceiling clawing at the floor

exactly!! like i may be very fookin gay but i am not immune to a beautiful dilf

it’s not just men i guess

“i think i have reached my peak” i say as i dress as if i’m about to die in a 70s horror flick

so was no one was gonna tell me that the painting saturn devouring his son was found painted directly onto the walls of the artist’s home after he died and that it may not even be depicting the greek legend, that’s just the most common interpretation??????

i'm here to be evil. to be very mischevious. so i'm going to point out that will canonically struggles with sleep, yet he sleeps peacefully in hannibal's company despite knowing hannibal's true identity.

will sleepwalks. he has terrible nightmares. and yet... he feels so comfortable and safe around hannibal that he sleeps beside him. sleep is the most vulnerable a person can be.

what's more interesting is that will leaves his wife in bed alone in the middle of the night to read hannibal's letter... we never see him sleeping beside her

is true love being able to sleep peacefully beside a monster? without fear?