#will graham hc

[senselessviolets]

random will graham headcanons (childhood, teen years, college, etc.)

Rating T

WARNINGS:

Mentions of murder (canon typical), homicidal ideation, child abuse, alcoholism.

Author’s Notes:

Title says it all. Just some headcanons based off of the show, bits of Red Dragon and my own personal intuition because I'm THAT good. /s

He doesn’t know why his mom left because his dad refuses to tell him and would get furious anytime he brought it up as a child. 

He experienced corporal punishment from his dad but if asked, wouldn’t consider it to be abuse—no matter how emotionally traumatic it was for him. 

His dad George was a survey technician in the US Army Corps of Engineers. His mother Adaline had worked as a pharmacist before Will was born. 

He was never allowed pets growing up, hence why he now owns so many dogs.

With his undiagnosed ASD and constant moving around for his dad’s job, Will struggled to form any long-lasting, meaningful relationships in his youth.

His dad would occasionally write letters to Will and send him various gifts (Bourbon, aftershave, new lures) around the time of his birthday or the holidays. He stopped after Will was imprisoned and hasn’t written to him since. 

Will tried to approach girls he had crushes on when he was a teen but they were always dismissive of him or thought he was weird.

He lost his virginity in a clumsy drunken one-night stand in his sophomore year of college. She was his roommate’s ex and there was some drama over it.  

Will has experienced lots of frustration with the women in his romantic life who in his mind toyed with his feelings and strung him along. He was always so willing to commit himself to the right girl and even imagined himself as the kind to settle down and get married young but the opportunity never arose.  

Throughout his teenage years, he imagined often how he would kill his dad and was convinced he could get away with it.

Will dated a Law student in his junior and senior year of college and they had been going steady until after they’d slept with each other one night and Will had a hyperrealistic dream in which he strangled her in her sleep, dismembered her, and scattered her all around campus. This dream disturbed Will so deeply that he broke things off with the girl right after, providing little explanation as to why.

Will’s want to become a father and to protect and nurture his “strays” (Abigail Hobbs, Georgia Madchen, Peter Bernadone, his actual fucking dogs) is very much ego-driven. It’s not as genuine or wholesome as he might want you to think or how he even perceives it to be.

Will was pretty widely disliked at the police department he was a detective for as well as the FBI Academy.

His alcoholism developed as a way to numb his overstimulated senses and to cancel out the intrusive thoughts he has. As time has gone on, his reliance on liquor has only grown; a habit he picked up from his father.

Will is a notoriously harsh grader and is quick to shut down any dissenting opinions about his “style of teaching”.

He’s definitely had inappropriate thoughts/fantasies about a few of his students, ranging from shallow sexual attraction to full-blown abduction. 

He doesn’t own a television or a computer and begrudgingly owns a smartphone for his job. 

The majority of his interests and likes/dislikes are ones he got from his dad. His dad loved to fish. His dad’s favorite singer was Johnny Cash. His dad liked the color green. Will probably feels as if these are what he should like and if you actually asked him how he felt about ____ or if he really liked XYZ; he wouldn’t know how to answer. 

A huge part of the reason he loves dogs is that they do not know they are ‘kept’. As opposed to a human being who could recognize if they were taken from everything they know or forced to live the life of another; dogs don’t think that way and above all, they are undyingly loyal. 

^^ And yes, this is my way of saying I subscribe to the popular headcanon that Will has stolen some of his dogs.

Morally grey sweaty dog man.

I hate him.

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[music-of-moonless-skies]

I hate to say this (especially given that Hannibal and Will have their own "melody" that he hears in his head) but Will Graham definitely is the kind of guy to only listen to podcasts, not playlists

[realgansey]

Please I am begging for some deaf/hoh Will Graham posts or hcs or fanarts please I can’t be the only one

[lex-the-flex]

Being Intimate with Luke

Luke Skywalker x reader

Warning(s): 18+ – PURE SMUT BELOW THE CUT, mentions of loosing virginity, descriptions of sex, MEGA FLUFF, (please bear with me, I’ve been craving writing some smut and I haven’t done it in a bit).

A/N: This idea came from @rubixcuby because let’s be real, Luke smut is a blessing.

The echoing sound of your whimpers radiate through the small hut that lingers deep in the desert. Teasing your folds with his tip, Luke swallows your moans with a deep kiss. Passionately locking his lips with yours, you squirm underneath Luke as he takes your hand in his.

“Luke, please. I want you…” You announce, practically begging for his touch.

“Are you sure you want this, Y/N? I don’t want to hurt you.” Luke replies, pausing everything.

Nodding, you take Luke’s chin in your free hand, he briefly leans into your touch. Kissing your palm, Luke trails down your arm, guiding his lips across every inch of your skin. Closing your legs around Luke’s waist, his tongue twirls around your breast, causing you to gasp in surprise.

Pressing his tip against your throbbing clit, the two of you lovingly gaze at one another just as Luke pushes his manhood past your exposed entrance. Moaning in the empty home together, your lungs become clogged with ecstasy as Luke thrusts his hips forward, longing to be inside you.

Burying his face in the crook of your neck, a sonnet of sounds escape from your lips, enjoying this newfound feeling. Closing the space between the two of you, Luke grips your hand just a little tighter, embracing the wave of euphoria passing over his body.

Welcoming his warmth, your walls slowly close around Luke’s manhood, letting him know that you were near your end. Letting go of your neck, Luke balances himself upward, wanting to watch you come undone beneath him. Stirring up his pace, your tight walls fully close around Luke, allowing a growl to escape from his chest.

Suddenly gripping Luke’s bicep, you lean further into his gentle touch, and you nod at your nearing release.

“Luke, I can’t—“ You begin, but the words get caught in your throat.

“I know. I’m here, Y/N.” He advises.

Curling your toes, a moan escapes from your lips and you arch your back forward, finishing at your own pace. Caressing your cheek with his thumb, Luke prolongs your desire by coming undone after you.

Gasping for air, a smile erupts from the corners of your mouth, and the soothing sounds of your laughter follows suit. Leaning his forehead on your own, a rare full smile rises from Luke’s lips, and your shared laughter fills the quiet hit that he is now proud to call home.

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[strawglicks]

old comic i made for September 20th the birthday of Meeting of Two Minds and i never finished it

[patchouii]

Some post-fall Hannigram headcanons of mine, just for fun:

. Hannibal used to celebrate holidays, he enjoyed the festivities, having holiday parties as a surgeon. Eventually, the loneliness of who he was and how he lived soured them. Will makes him want to have simple fun celebrating again.

. While running from cops somewhere, Will grabs a motorcycle, and Hannibal finds out he can drive cars or motorcycles like a maniac— growing up in the middle of nowhere with a dad who’s a mechanic can do that.

. Due to the changes in air pressure from cold, wet weather putting stress on deep scarring, whenever it rains hard where they are, Will’s stomach scar aches in a mimicry of the rainy night of its making.

. Post-fall, Hannibal avoids eye contact, Will tries to initiate it. Hannibal worries that with Will’s new self-possessedness, he will glean even the things he hides from himself and leave. Will reassures him, of course.

. Will asks Hannibal to give him sparring lessons. Now that he’s more willing to delve into his empathy more, he can predict Hannibal’s moves sometimes because he knows him so well. Hannibal finds it annoying, Will finds it hilarious.

. Hannibal owns several properties around the world, and they hop from place to place over the years to avoid being tracked. He has villas in Cuba and Italy and a small private island his family owned.

. Sometimes they feel nostalgic for the time spent on Hannibal’s boat after the fall and want to exist in a world all their own, so they take the boat out and live off the water for a while. Will enjoys the ocean fishing a lot.

. They're both missing their appendixes, unnecessary vestigial organs that are fine to remove. They had the other operate on them and cut it out to share for dinner. Hannibal coached a very nervous Will on how to cut his out for months.

[fung-fungus]

eddie brock 🤝 will graham

sweaty bisexual men have their shit royally rocked by a maneater, who makes them worse before making them better, and suffer the curse of cassandra in their profession then runaway with said maneater despite The Horrors

[yellowarchivee]

Kids will be kids 🍕

[gvtted-ratz]

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A Boyfriend Who Dissociates (Will, Hannibal)

Last Edited: April 17, 2021 10:47 PM

TW: dissociation

Anon: Hannibal and Will (separate) with a boyfriend who dissociates a lot? (or, if you’re uncomfy with it, a boyfriend who gets lost in their own thoughts it okay too!)

Word Count: 228

AO3 LINK -> HERE

Will Graham

• “Don’t worry, Buttercup, I’ll take care of you.”

• Will knows what it’s like to just be in his own thoughts or feel disconnected from himself.

• There are times after each case where he dissociates and he can’t help it.

• He always tries to get his boyfriend what he needs and/or wants.

• Will just wants him to know that he’s there to help him through it and will always be by his side.

• Nothing will stop him from being right beside his boyfriend and even if his boyfriend says he doesn’t want/or need anything, he’s going to bring him his favourite snacks and tell him how much he loves and cares for him.

Hannibal Lecter

• “It’s quite alright, Mylimasis, I’m right here.”

• Hannibal has seen many patients dissociate and knows how to deal with it.

• He’ll ask him to focus on something in the room, ask him about the item, and ask him questions about it to ground him.

• Hannibal is very patient with his boyfriend, knowing that it can be tough when he dissociates.

• He’ll love him no matter what goes on and will always help ground him when needed.

• No matter how long it takes to get his boyfriend back from his dissociation, he’s right by his side, ready to help.

[filthyslashertoad]

HI! Could you write some Hannibal and Will with an older teen reader (like 18/19) that’s interning in the BAU? Totally ignoring the whole Abigail story line. :p

I'm assuming this is more so of a platonic thing and in the headcanon format but lmk if I've assumed wrong!

Side note: I'm terrible at writing this kind of stuff, not sure why but I just am.

Hannibal and Will with an intern PLATONIC!Teen

(Abigail-Esque)

Hannibal was the first to approach you, asking you if you were the new intern at the BAU. After that, Will came to say hello and ask you why you were interested in being there.

Then, in a matter of days, Hannibal and Will had become good friends with you, offering to show you around and talk about some of the cases that recently came in. (Will, of course doing it in a less forward way)

Hannibal kept an eye on you and studied you, whereas Will helped teach you all he could about forensic analysis.

After a few months, they had both become fascinated with you, especially considering that your life was so different from theirs, they were curious as to how you saw the crime scenes and if you had opposing ideas.

Hannibal also helps you with your English and History homework after hours.

For your birthday Will made you a custom fish lure using your favorite colors.

When your internship ended, Hannibal gave you a copy of the Divine Comedy and invited you and your family to dinner to celebrate the ending of your time with them.

[thatturtleleon]

More Rescue Bot HCs

Note: i am half asleep as i am writing this and my neighbors are doing construction at 10pm at night so forgive any grammar mistakes ty

doing a rescue bots rewatch and I LOVE THEM SO MUCHHH

Heatwave and Blades love the fast and furious franchise

Chase does not

Boulder's interested in a lot of earth stuff, but some of his main fixations include art history and invasive species

their human partners made key chains based on their bot (Dani having a orange/white keychain pattern with a little helicopter charm, Graham having a green pattern with a construction hat charm or something)

i think thatd be so cute and sweet :(

Blades knows like every good film pirating sight EVER

they know how to cheer up each other and their human partners after a rough day, and if everyone is having a rough day then they have a big sleepover and watch movies until 90% of them conk out

Cody develops insomnia

mainly because he's usually pretty worried about his family and the bots, and stressed because this island cannot give this boy rest

that being said, i think the most anxious of the team is Blades and Graham

monopoly is also banned at the Burns household. no elaboration.

doesn't matter what board game or video game, if Dani and Kade are against each other, they WILL fight

honestly they'll fight even on the same team but its ok because it provides excellent entertainment

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

@ashlovesrescuebots @oldeubagel @hopefulangelpuppy @annabelle-creart and anyone else, I had the time to sketch FINALLY

I'm having a lot of fun incorporating more stuff into their designs, mostly from the cultures I headcanon them as. Including my LGBT HCs as well because... YEP

[frickingnerd]

yandere felix fathom

pairing: felix fathom / argus x gn!reader

tags: obsessive!felix, isolation & loneliness inducing behaviour, implied murder of rivals, identity reveal, power imbalance

felix is an obsessive yandere!

you are his entire world and he loves you more than anything else! 

he would do anything to protect you! 

felix has a tendency to eliminate people that get too close to you, such as any boys you might show a romantic interest in

when he first met you, there was this one boy you were in love with, but he quickly died in an accident, after which felix comforted you and managed to grow even closer to you

though usually he usually just attacks or blackmails people, but that guy really was an exception, since you were in love with him

felix is very manipulative and he has an easy time to mold you into whoever he wants you to be

though he doesn't want to change you too much, just make you a bit more dependent on him~ 

he often induces loneliness in you, making you believe nobody but him cares about you, just so you'll start to believe that he's the only one you need

felix also reveals his secret identity argus to you right away, since he doesn't want to have that kind of secrets from you

though he does like the power dynamic this brings as well, knowing he has powers while you don't, making you weaker compared to him

he would never threaten you, but he wants you to know that he's stronger than you and that he could protect you with that strength, but that he could also turn against you, if you were to leave him or fall for someone else…

[lex-the-flex]

My Soul in Her

Luke Skywalker x reader

Summary: Longing to erase the sensitivity of your personal connection with the Force, an emotional decision brings you closer to Luke Skywalker as he knows how to help.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warning(s): MEGA FLUFF, very little plot, talk of a broken Force-bond, slight sadness, established relationship, a slight fight, Luke being a loving man and taking care of the reader, SMUT – 18 + loss of virginity, oral (f! receiving), and skin and body appreciation (both sides).

A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day to me…

Encasing your mind to the gentleness of the salty sea air, the faint scent of celestial lilies and rosemary calm your senses whilst the island across the lake taunts you endlessly. Silently skipping stones into the clear water, all you can do is respectfully fight the urge to swim over to the shore. Just for some peace and quiet. But instead, you choose not to and you close your eyes and still your breath. 

Extending your palm to the ground, the waves become muffled as the sensation of the Force flowing through the very fingerprints and veins of your hand slowly spreads through your arm and ends at your elbow. Concentrating on a single smooth stone that litters the pebbled beach, the rock barely hovers above the toe of your boot. Refusing to take flight, you try harder, and suddenly a stinging breath captures the airways of your lungs, causing you to lose all your focus. 

Clasping the center of your chest, tears well in your e/c eyes that were once full of life, and the lake’s waves radiate against your eardrums with a sudden realization. The Force had departed from your body. Never to return. 

Wiping away your tears, the same pebble that you struggled to lift rises and perfectly skips across the water. 

“I know what you’re trying to do. …And it’s not helping.” You announce to your lone audience member. 

“I’m sorry. I thought it would make you feel better.” Luke answers, descending the garden steps. 

“It seems nothing can make me feel better and you know it.” You reply. 

“Don’t say that. It’s too early to start punishing yourself.” Luke says. 

Placing his hand on your shoulder, his touch alone makes you want to melt into him. But you can’t, not when your mind isn’t clear. So you don’t say anything.

“I hate to see you like this, Y/N. To watch you drown in your own sorrow, choosing to stay inside, having your meals in your room. It’s heartbreaking.” Luke continues, turning to face you. 

Your bottom lip slightly quivers at Luke’s observations, silently knowing that he is right. 

“Tell me.” He whispers before you. 

Tracing the outline of your face, he brings two fingers below your chin, and you face him fully. 

“After… we were separated, something happened. The bomb, it— Not only did it tear us apart, but it broke my Force-bond to you. Our bond that you first felt on Dagobah, …it’s gone. It tore our relationship in half. And without it, I can no longer sense you, feel you, and I’m starting to become a stranger to the Rebellion. It’s obvious. Even Han of all people can tell. It’s why I…” You explain, but you can’t finish. 

“It’s why I sensed your “death.” But it is the Force breaking around you. I knew there was something else to it. Is that why you refuse to use your lightsaber?” Luke questions, tilting down to your level. 

All you can do is nod. 

“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s like you’ve always said: ‘Don’t lose faith.’ If we start your training tomorrow morning, then we can go back to –“ He starts, stepping away from you. 

“What? ‘Start training?’ Do you know how difficult this is for me? How closed off I feel? What training will solve that? I’ve tried everything with Jacob when he melted down that Carbonite! We spent five long years accomplishing nothing! Nothing worked, Luke!” You shout at the blonde, pushing him away with all your might. 

“Commander Upshur told me everything. You had successes, too.” Luke rebuttals, shocked by your tone.��

“I understand that we are the first of the new Jedi, Luke. I really do. But you need to let me process this. I need time to heal for myself. And right now, I want to do this alone.” You order, leaving your closet acquaintance alone on the beach. 

***** 

Sleep doesn’t come easy for you. The gentle sound of crickets and the cool breeze makes you toss and turn even more. Sitting up, an empty sigh releases itself from your lips. Running your fingers through your hair, you’re suddenly at a loss for what to do, it was as if you had no one. 

Then, in the next few calm seconds, a light fluttering fills the depths of your chest. Like someone was calling to you. 

‘Come to me.’

Luke’s words echo through you, causing you to shake. Swallowing your fear, you follow his light demand, ultimately curious to see where this will take you. Wandering through the dimly lit Palace hallways, Luke’s declaration grows louder and stronger as you reach a door that you’ve never seen before. 

Closing your palm around the ornate handle, you push the door open, only to have a gasp bubble in your throat. Luke stands on the other side, expecting you. 

“You’re here.” He says, letting you in. 

“You called.” You reply. 

Nervously crossing the threshold, Luke closes the door behind you, and the sight of the room leaves you speechless. Remnants of an old study appear to have been converted into a bedroom with a view. Yet, knowing Luke, the room has slightly returned to its original form. 

Delicate star shaped pendant lights hang from the ceiling, surrounding the room is a soft golden glow, reflecting the real ones from outside. Dark colored sheets of silk curtains blow in the breeze as light ones cover the bed in a secluded old marble wading pool. Walking over to a wooden desk, scattered pieces of Luke’s equipment litter the surface. Multiple lightsaber pieces, broken fragments of kyber crystals, and wiring tools linger about. 

“Is this place yours?” You cautiously ask. 

“It is. Seeing how Leia and I have returned to our Mother’s domain, it’s only right that she pulled some strings for us. Not that I’m complaining.” Luke explains, with his back to you. 

“Of course she did.” You chuckle. 

Turning around to face Luke, he does the same in perfect unison from the tiny kitchenette in the corner. Suddenly you’re greeted with him. All of him. His impeccable physique nearly knocks you off your own two feet. The way his powerful muscles linger against his broad frame cause you to clear your throat. Sure, you had seen Luke shirtless before, but why did it have to be in the dim and slightly romantic lighting did you have to notice? 

Well, someone like Luke can certainly change in five years. 

Handing you a glass of water, you bring your gaze up to his own, until you notice the white silk scarf hanging from his shoulders. It was the same one you bought for him in Mos Eisley when you both met for the first time. When he revealed his Jedi status to you before returning to aid his friends at Jabba’s Palace. 

Taking one of the ends in your hand, a small smile fills your lips, delighted to know he still carries it. 

“You still have it.” You say, moving to sit on the desk. 

“Of course. I never dreamed of giving this away. Even when you were gone, this scarf was the only way I remained close to you. But you’re here, now.” Luke replies, setting down your glass of water. 

A moment of silence erupts from the two of you. While you both didn’t need to say anything, you try to, but can’t.

“Where do you feel that the Force-bond resides? If you had to pick a place for it?” Luke asks. 

“It’s here. I know that to be true.” You reply, placing your hand in the dead center of your chest.

“You’re sure?” Luke questions.

“Yes, it feels weak every time I reach out.” You explain, folding your hands. 

Luke gives you an understanding nod. Leaning closer, your lips are suddenly inches apart and your breath is caught in your throat.

“What are you doing?” You whisper through half-lidded eyes.

“Rectifying the situation, that’s all.” Luke replies

Fully closing your eyes, you’re suddenly numb by your reconnected lover’s presence.

“What about the Code?” You mumble.

“Well, it’s like you reminded me: we are the first of the new.” Luke answers, tilting his head closer.

Closing the gap between the two of you, Luke gently presses his lips to yours, surrounding you with his arms. Unconsciously parting your knees, Luke deepens the kiss before standing in between your legs. Running your fingers through his dirty blonde hair, a groan escapes his chest the second he effortlessly lifts you off the desk.

Placing you on the edge of his bed, Luke breaks the kiss, much to your dismay.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asks, lightly cupping your face. 

“Yes. I want this with you. Only you.” You reply, holding Luke’s hands. 

Tilting his head toward you, he moves down to kiss your neck and a gasp escalates from your lips. Unbuttoning your nightshirt, Luke discards it from your frame, and tosses it behind him, along with the rest of your clothes shortly afterward. 

Instinctively shielding yourself from him, Luke helps ease the tension and places the silk scarf on the floor. Reaching behind you, he adjusts the place where he was once sleeping, making it more comfortable. 

“Don’t be shy, you can rest now, sweetheart.” Luke announces. 

Unsheathing your protective hands from your bare skin, Luke tosses his ebony cloak to the side from beneath the bedding and gives you all of his attention. Kissing you once more, you calmly follow his lead and lay down in the warm sanctuary of pillows and softness. Standing before you, the sight of his physique puts you in an almost trance-like state. Seeing him without his gear was once a luxury you never thought you could afford. Now, you realize that these visions lead you here, they were calling to you from the future.

Slowly crawling his way up your body, Luke kisses your skin with adoration. Reaching your thighs, you gasp as his soft lips trace over the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Hovering over your core, Luke teases you with an almost devilishly hungry smirk whilst the two of you make eye contact.

Running his pink lips over your throbbing folds, you prop yourself up on your elbows to make sure he doesn’t hurt you.

But he would never.

Parting your folds with his tongue, a shaky moan escapes your mouth. Gripping your hips in his hands, Luke holds you in place as he nudges your sensitive entrance with his lips. His icy blue eyes stare into your very soul as he presses his tongue into your slick opening, earning a cry from you. Swirling around in your bundle of nerves, Luke’s grip grows tighter, keeping you together. Trying your best to keep your eyes on Luke, every flick and beat brings sounds from your being that are more precious than every instrument in the Palace’s War Room.

Falling back to the plush bedding, Luke brings a free hand to gently knead one of your breasts, his digits carefully massage the tender goosebump ridden skin. Gripping Luke’s wrist, you smoothly cum on his tongue, allowing your taste to fill his mouth. 

Wiping his lips, Luke slowly ascends up your body and perfectly nestles into your hips. Wrapping your legs around his waist, he strokes himself, pumping the tip of his cock. Encasing his cloak around the two of you, Luke aligns himself with your virgin hole, teasing your slick folds with his tip.

Moaning at the foreign feeling, you grip Luke’s veiny forearms, squeezing his hot skin. That was all he needed. Sliding himself past your entrance, the two of you moan in harmony at this feeling. Burying his face in your neck, Luke leisurely moves his hips forward, gently thrusting his way into you. Longing to be deep inside you, he selfishly couldn’t help but imagine what this would be like. From the moment you appeared back into each other’s lives, he knew that this is how he could help you.

Gripping his muscular back, you expect any form of pain, but there wasn’t any. Euphoria washes itself over your body as Luke descends your collarbones and kisses the center of your chest. Thrusting his manhood deeper inside you, you can feel the spark in between your breasts grow bigger and stronger.

The Force was coming back to you.

Feeling your walls squeezing around Luke’s cock, a growl rises in broad chest. Slightly quickening his pace, a fluttering sensation fills your core. Pressing your nails against his freckled and scarred skin, Luke rides out your orgasm in pure awe of you. Lifting your hips with his own, you let go and Luke cums after you, filling you with his warmth. Scratching his back, his skin burns as he exits from your core, and you scream his name. Stroking your thigh with his free hand, Luke prompts you to relax, and you release your legs from around his waist.

“I love you.” Luke whispers in the dark.

Refusing to break your grip, Luke cups the sides of your face, kissing you softly. Suddenly, the strong connection of the Force fills your soul with all its might, granting you the wisdom and power you thought was gone. Breaking the kiss, Luke points to an object on his nightstand. Reaching out, you levitate a set of pens off the table before setting them down on the wooden surface.

Glancing back towards Luke, he gives you a nod of approval, acknowledging your feat.

“You alright?” He asks. 

It was as if the world stopped. Tears begin to form in your eyes as your quiet sobs and cries of happiness fill the room. Nudging your nose with his own, your lips find his. Scratching his scalp, the strong connection between your souls grows exponentially just as your cries turn back into soft moans.

Surrounding himself around your frame, Luke lays you on your side, and never lets go until you both fall in love with one another all over again.

“I love you too.” You answer, nuzzling yourself into Luke’s arms. 

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[bunny-theia]

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This post is simply my opinion from seeing play-throughs and getting a feel for these characters personalities. If you disagree, please be kind and feel free to tell me your own personal headcanons in the replies and reblogs. ♡

Ada Wong:

Ada probably doesn't order much because she's always busy, so I can imagine her just getting the potato wedges most of the time she orders.

Definitely likes the BBQ chicken pizza but can't choose between that and a vegetarian option, so she gets a medium half & half.

Severely dislikes margherita pizza because she wants something with more flavour.

Will never share her pizza.

Ashley Graham:

It's confirmed that she's a sorority girl (her phone has a sorority sticker on it), so she's probably ordered many pizzas in her life after parties or after her college lectures.

This girl is experienced in pizza choosing and uses the create your own option to get pepperoni, green peppers and whatever other options she wants to change it up.

Never orders a side.

Leon Kennedy:

Nobody can convince me otherwise that this man gets anything other than an American hot pizza and still complains that the jalapeños are too spicy after (even though he devours the whole thing).

He probably gets extra chicken on his pizzas for the protein.

Always orders one when he gets home after a mission because he's too tired to cook and is not eating any more raw fish.

His favourite side is the fries.

Luis Sera:

Luis would probably go for something heavy and rich like a meat lover's pizza. This man is if a heavy spanish cologne was personified, no way he'd eat a hawaiian or light vegetarian pizza.

Orders cheesy garlic bread on the regular.

He probably ordered quite a lot when he worked in the umbrella labs because he'd want to relax, or he'dinvite a colleague to smoke and eat together.

[fung-fungus]

enough “hannibal blogs about angsty feelings on his recipe blog” and more “hannibal starts blogging like a trad wife and starts rating dishes by how much will likes them”