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“You’re beautiful,” Hannibal whispered, reaching out to touch Will’s collarbone as if it were for the first time.
“Who do you worship, Hannibal?” Will asked, tempting.
Hannibal slid up Will’s body, stopping when their lips met. He tasted of the French roast they had shared that morning. Thinking back on it, Will realized that Hannibal had always known how he’d taken his coffee.
“I see rose windows in your eyes and recognize hymns when you speak.” He kissed Will’s cheek, tucking a stray curl behind his ear.
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06 May 2026
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Ridiculi Sunt (oh, quam eos amat) by RealmOfTenderness
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
17 Apr 2021
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Anakin and Ahsoka are both lost in the music, elbows locked, jumping in rhythm, arms and legs going everywhere. His brown curls appear golden under the ship’s artificial lights, bouncing on his shoulders like tiny little dancers of their own. Her lekku follow the same pattern, sliding on her back, probably overwhelmed by sound and vibration. He sings. She laughs.
They are ridiculous.
Obi-Wan loves them.