Listen, mute dude. I think you’re seriously underestimating how hard Peter is to kill. After the nuclear holocaust, there will be cockroaches and Peter Hale.

I need like a comic strip of a city in ruins and in the center of it is Peter playing poker with a bunch of cockroaches just like “Your move…but remember I am the alpha…”

omfg yes

"Yes, I sent for him," Jane said, flatly. "And you may leave off your coughing and your insinuations; if I wanted a man between my legs so badly, there is a campful of handsome young fellows outside, and I dare say I could find one out to oblige me, without going to such trouble."
Jane Roland, handing the admiralty their asses, in Victory of Eagles (naominovik)
"Will Graham and I, approaching Dr. Lecter’s cell. Graham was tense and I could smell fear on him. I thought Dr. Lecter was asleep and I jumped when he recognized Will Graham by scent without opening his eyes. […] Like Graham, I found, and find, the scrutiny of Dr. Lecter uncomfortable, intrusive, like the humming in your thoughts when they X-ray your head. […]
Years later when I started The Silence of the Lambs, I did not know that Dr. Lecter would return. I had always liked the character of Dahlia Iyad in Black Sunday and wanted to do a novel with a strong woman as the central character. So I began with Clarice Starling and, not two pages into the new novel, I found she had to go visit the doctor. I admired Clarice Starling enormously and I think I suffered some feelings of jealousy at the ease with which Dr. Lecter saw into her, when it was so difficult for me. By the time I undertook to record the events in Hannibal, the doctor, to my surprise, had taken on a life of his own. You seemed to find him as oddly engaging as I did. I dreaded doing Hannibal, dreaded the personal wear and tear, dreaded the choices I would have to watch, feared for Starling. In the end I let them go, as you must let characters go, let Dr. Lecter and Clarice Starling decide events according to their natures. There is a certain amount of courtesy involved. As a sultan once said: I do not keep falcons—they live with me."

Thomas Harris Miami, January 2000

Red Dragon, Foreword to a Fatal Interview

(via obsessingaboutinterestingpeople)



At home with Harrison Ford, 1978 

The only valid reason to time travel is to go back to the 1970’s and bang Harrison Ford. There is no other decent reason.  Fuck historical events! No, fuck Harrison Ford.

It always pisses me off when media dig out fanwork only to laugh at it. And what pisses me even more is that they always look for works that are more or less explicit and make fans into some kind of deviants. Even if people draw/write about their favourite characters having sex - so what? So it’s okay to show a canon (het) couple to have sex on-screen (and, let’s face it, nowadays sex scenes on tv shows are basically softcore porn), but God forbid some poor fangirl should draw her two favourite characters having sex - suddenly it’s gross and laughable and what was she even thinking?!

So it’s okay to say “sex sells”, throw your characters into sexual situations, very often questionable and/or problematic (I’m looking at you, Jeff Davis and your Stalia in Eichen House and your Derek/Jennifer scenes and your complete lack of  concern about Derek/Kate) only to lure the audience, but if someone creates art based on their fantasies purely for their and fandom’s pleasure that’s what is gross and inappropriate and laughable?


Laurence gazed down at it in unconcealed sorrow and dismay. It blinked up at him…and then it said "Why are you frowning?"
His Majesty’s Dragon by Naomi Novik, Page 19.


Laurence gazed down at it in unconcealed sorrow and dismay.
It blinked up at him…and then it said "Why are you frowning?"

  • His Majesty’s Dragon by Naomi Novik, Page 19.
A message from Anonymous
give me 3 reasons why i should play dragon age
A reply from leftforbed


my partner tried to call me a sweetheart the other day but he misspelled it and I read it as “sweetbeard” and then I decided that this is what dwarf couples call each other

so, naturally, here are two dwarves on a date