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gemstone-roses · 1 year
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I’ve really enjoyed your Hannibal fics and I was wondering if y could do one with fem reader when Hannibal and them get in a argument and he tries to woo her with gifts and stuff but it doesn’t work so he sets up like a really cute picnic or something xx thank you 🫶🏼🫶🏼
Hi! Thankyou so much! I enjoy writing them!
Warnings: bit of angst, fluff, kissing.
Reblogs and comments much appreciated thankyou🥺
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He realises he's fucked up about three seconds after the door shuts, he steadies himself on the counter.
He can't even remember what you had been arguing about, but he remembers the moment the words left his lips before he could stop himself.
And your reaction hurt him the most.
You didn't yell, you didn't shout, scream, tell him he went too far, you just calmly said,
"Well then, I think I'll go now".
There's no attitude in your words, no sarcasm, no fight.
And hannibal realises then he's really done it.
He hesitates to call, it takes everything in him not to pick up the phone but he knows its what you need.
He starts with flowers. They appear on your desk, they are far too grand for you to feel comfortable displaying them, and he knows that, but he's not thinking with all his usual consideration right now.
He knows the gifts he's been sending probably didn't go down well, because your still not talking to him.
He even saw you pour the coffee he had left for you down the sink.
Deep down hannibal knew buying you gifts to apologise would never work, so when his mind has cleared slightly, he can think a bit clearer, he knows exactly what to do.
Instead of finding a gift at your desk today, you found a note. Handwriting out of a fairytale, you knew it was from hannibal.
It said to meet him on the top of the hill you'd spent your summer evenings on.
You loved it, there was a single cherry blossom tree at the top, and when the wind blew and the petals fell, you felt serene up there.
You walk the path up to the hill, your mood towards hannibal had long gone, you were just waiting for him to come -with a bit of grovelling- back to you.
You reached the top of the hill and hannibal stood from the blanket he'd laid out and walked towards you.
"Hi darling" he whispers, relief washing over him, because you showed up.
"Hi" you smile.
"I, I made some food, your favourite" he smiles and you think you might melt because here is hannibal, tripping over his words, apologising.
"Ooh, good, I'm starving" you laugh.
Hannibal wraps his arm around your waist, tenativley.
You lean into his embrace and he holds you tighter.
"Im sorry" he kisses the top of your head.
"I know" you say
"Truly, I should not have said what I did, and I hope you can forgive me" he says, his hand stroking up and down your side.
"Hannibal, we've all said something we shouldn't have done at one time or another, myself included" you assured him.
"I know but- "it still leaves a bad taste in his mouth.
"I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be" you say. And hannibal smiles. He ushers you to sit down and grabs a bottle of your favourite sparkling drink.
"Here darling" he offers you a glass and you stretch your legs out on the blanket.
"Thankyou, this is beautiful". You whisper, tilting your head back to look up at the canopy of the cherry blossom tree.
"Much better than that horrendously over the top bouquet you sent me" you jibe at him, hannibal leans back with you and laughs.
"Sorry about that" he says, and he leans his head forward just a tiny bit as if to indicate he really is sorry. You place your free hand on his chin, placing your drink down behind you.
You lean into him, catching his lips in a kiss. Hannibal props himself up so he's able to grasp your face with his hands.
He kisses you like it's the last thing he'll ever do.
He breaks the kiss eventually, leaving you breathless.
"The food is going cold" he whispers, hand running across your jaw.
Finally, hannibal hands you a plate of the food, smiling.
"Thankyou, you say" the stunning picnic he's put together warming your heart, and hannibal, is forgiven.
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Submissive (Will Graham)
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Description: Will overhears Y/N telling Hannibal that Will is too submissive in bed.
Warning: Smut
Word Count: 2,136 k
His moans and whimpers filled the air as Y/N rode him. He was gripping her hips for dear life as her body moved on his, taking him deeper and deeper each time. Her head was back as she let out moans herself. Her hands on top of his as he squeezed her hips. He was definitely leaving marks but she didn’t care. Will’s hips started to thrust up matching rhythm with hers. Her pace was steady but she thrusted hard and deep on him. “Fuck you look so pretty riding me.” He praised in a groan. She moaned at his words and her pace got faster. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling.
She gasped as he hit her sweet spot over and over again. She moaned his name loudly as she felt her orgasm near. Will was seconds away from cumming but wanted her to cum first like the gentleman he is. “You close baby?” He managed to ask. She nodded and moaned. “Me too. Fuck.” He groaned. He couldn’t hold it much longer. Luckily she came hard seconds later with a loud moan. He let go with a whimper of the woman’s name. Her hips rode out the high for the both of them until nothing was left. She sighed and collapsed beside him, still panting. She looked over at her man and saw how sweaty but hot he looked. He turned towards her and gave her a tired smile. “I needed that.” He said and she smiled and kissed his sweaty forehead. “No problem baby.” 
“I’m telling you Han, I love him but he’s too submissive in the bedroom.” They sat in his office as she ranted about her sex life with Will. He watched her with an expression that said “why are you telling me this?” “Y/N this is a therapy session and you’re telling me about Will being too submissive?” She sighed and nodded. “Yes because we are friends and you don’t seem to have a submissive bone in your body.” She tells him. “Are you really surprised that Will is like this?” He asked her. She shook her head. “Well No but I want him to dominate me in the bedroom. Make me call him daddy or some shit.” He nods slowly “right ... .so have you tried talking to him about this?” “No o don’t wanna hurt his feelings.” She tells him. “I don’t think he’d be too fond of you telling me this.” He said. “Well yeah but that’s why I brought it up during our session. You by law can’t tell him.” She points out. What neither realized was that Will was listening from the other side of the door. He wasn’t so happy about it. “Just talk to him. And I don’t want to ever hear you say you want him to make you call him daddy again.” He points at her. “Sorry but it’s the truth.” He nods and sighs. “Is there anything else you wanna talk about?” He asked, hoping this conversation was over. 
She got home after her session with Hannibal and Will didn’t greet her when she came through the door like he usually would. He was in the kitchen making dinner without a sound. “Hey baby.” She said and came into the kitchen. “Hello.” He replied with no emotion in his voice. She looked at him confused but he just kept cooking. What was with him? “How was your day?” She asked getting up on the counter. He shrugged and mumbled something. “What was that?” She asked. “Just fine.” He said. She didn’t believe him. “Will, are you okay?” She asked, concerned. He set down the spoon. “Would you be okay if I told another woman how you are in bed and that I wanted it to change?” Her eyes widened. How did he know she told Hannibal that? Hannibal legally can’t tell him that.
“How do you know about that?” She asked. He laughed. “That’s what you’re wondering? How did I know?” He asked. He thought it was unbelievable that that’s what she got out of what he said. “Hannibal can’t legally tell you that. So how did you know?” She got off the counter. “Why are you worried about how I know when you told another man you don’t like how I am in bed?” He yelled. “First off it’s Hannibal not just some other man and I never said I didn’t like it Will.” She yells back. “It sure sounded like it.” “You were listening to us?” She asked no longer yelling. “Y/N are you kidding me? That isn’t the issue here! You told another man something you should have told me. I am your boyfriend for fucksakes.” He yells. She looks down feeling guilty. Hannibal was right. She should’ve just talked to him. “You’re right I’m sorry. I should’ve told you.” “Why didn't you?” She sighs, not looking him in the eye. “I was afraid to hurt your feelings.” He rolls his eyes. “What hurt my feelings was you telling Hannibal.” She nods understandingly. He sighs. “I’m gonna get back to dinner. We can talk about this later.” He says turning back towards the stove. “Will-” “Enough Y/N I am not in the mood.” She nods and walks out the kitchen giving him space. 
She wakes up around 9:00 am. Will had today off but they seemed to be fighting still so she wasn’t excited. She sighs and opens her eyes letting them adjust to the light outside. She goes to move but can’t. “What the hell?’” She says to herself and looks up to see her hands handcuffed to the bed. She gasps and tugs but groans in pain. “Will?” She calls out. Moments later he walks in their shared bedroom with a smirk. “Good morning Baby.” He says. “Will what the fuck is this?” She asked. He rolls his eyes and gets on the bed. “Don’t play stupid you know exactly what this is.” He says. He straddles her and cups her face. “You are in for it baby.” He tells her. She feels herself getting wet at his words and the position they are in.
His hand leaves her face and travels down her body to her sweatpants. He smirks and puts his hand in them and feels her wetness. She gasps out his name. “Wow baby you’re soaked.” He says and starts rubbing her clit. She lets out a delicious moan as he abuses her clit. He watches her with intense eyes as she closes her eyes enjoying the feeling. “Eyes open.” He demands. She opens them and looks straight at him. She fought to close her eyes but wasn’t sure she wanted to find out what would happen. Her hips started moving up and down. He stops her hips and gives her a smirk. “Don’t.” He says. She whines and he tsk at her. “If you want to have any control here you have to beg.” He tells her. “Will please.” He speeds up his rubbing. Her eyes fall close again. “Close your eyes again and you won’t get to cum.” He tells her and she snaps her eyes open. “Will I’m really close.” She moans as she starts panting.
He smirks and watches her try to move but he had her put. Once he realized that she was gonna cum he pulled his hand out of her sweats. She gasps at his actions and frowns. He smiles and rubs her cheek. “Awww baby are you sad that I didn’t let you cum?” He asked. She nodded. “Words.” “Yes.” He got off her and took off his clothes. His hard dick stands proud. He starts jerking himself off as he stares at her with dark eyes. She whimpers and stares back with pleading eyes. “Will please let me touch you.” She begs. He lets out a groan. “If you would have told me instead of Hannibal I’d let you. But you’re gonna watch me cum all over my hand and then maybe I’ll let you have fun.” He says.
She whined and he mocked her and laughed but it was cut off with a moan as he sped up. His eyes closed and he threw his head back. “Fuck Y/N.” He moaned. She thrashed against the cuffs and whined. Her pussy dripped with need as she watched him pleasure himself. He moaned loudly that he was close. “Let me help you Will.” She begged. He walked to her and looked down at her as he jerked off. He let out a loud moan as he came all over his chest. She let out a loud gasped as he milked himself clean. He laughed as she had cum all over her chest. He took a finger and got some on his finger and shoved it in her mouth. “Suck.” He demanded. She wrapped her mouth around his finger and sucked. She moaned at the taste and he watched her getting hard again. He watched her with his mouth opened as she sucked it like it was his dick. Though his dick was a lot bigger and thicker. “That’s a good girl.” He says. He pulls his finger out of her mouth and wipes it on her shirt that was covered in cum. He took the switchblade he had on the desk and cut her shirt off. Her nipples are hard and wanting attention.
He ran his fingers over them and she gasped loudly. “Over the smallest touch you’re making noise.” He coos. His hand travels to her sweatpants and pulls them off. “Will uncuff me please.” She begged. “No.” He looked at her pussy and chuckled. “Wow baby you’re even more wet than before. I bet you really wanna cum right now don’t you?” He asked. “Yes I wanna cum so bad Will.” She moaned and bucked her hips. “No bucking. Only I get to cause you pleasure.” He says and swipes over her clit with his finger. “Please Will I need you inside of me.” She begged. He mocked her and got on top of her. “I don’t care what you want, baby. You’re my bitch now. If I don’t want you to cum you won’t. If I wanna be inside of you I will. But you are in no position to call the shots.” He tells her. She wanted to cry. “But lucky for you I love this pussy so much that I wanna be inside of it.” He lines himself up with her entrance and pushes in all the way. She cries out hard as he doesn’t give her time to adjust. Though it still felt good. “Oh yeah baby you have the wettest, sweetest most perfect pussy out there.”He tells her. She moans at his words and he grabs her throat. “I’m sorry you were supposed to say thank you.” He groans. “Thank you baby.” “I am no longer the baby here.” He tells her. Her once submissive Will was no longer. His hips stayed at a slow pace teasing her.
She knew begging was going to get her nowhere but he wasn’t giving her enough. He was teasing himself as well. He started rocking into her faster. Her moans got louder and he cursed as he felt her wetness spill onto him. He stared at her and when she began closing her eyes she immediately opened them again not wanting to have another punishment. Her arms were sore from the cuffs and were definitely red. But that didn’t matter. What did was the pleasure they both were in. His hips started pounding into her and the moans she was letting loose turned to screams of his name. He bit back all the noises that threatened to spill from him. He was used to making noise but wanting to hear hers.
He watched her thighs shake and her breathing pick up. Her screams got louder and louder making him closer. He felt like he was going to cum any second and she was too. “Will i’m gonna cum.” She moaned and closed her eyes. He gripped her throat and squeezed a little causing her eyes to open again. “I cum first and then you.” He grunts and lets a small whimper leave his lips as he cums. He spills into her without a care in the world. He pulls out of her before she can orgasm. She whines as her climax sinks back down.
He chuckled and got off her. “Will, what are you doing?” She asked. “You said I could cum after you.” He laughs and grabs his close. “No, I said I was cumming first. Maybe next time don’t tell Hannibal that you don’t like how I am in bed.” He says and leaves the room smirking, leaving his girlfriend on the edge and yelling his name.                  
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one-trash-alek · 2 months
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There's a lot of talk about will and Hannibal's relationship and what if it'd look like if we ever get season 4
And while I enjoy the fics and the psychosexual tension between them is insane I agree with some of the opinions shared by Fuller/Cast and some of the interpretations I made watching and rewatching the show are very different.
Like I do think that Hannibal is sexually attracted to Will. I think we can see the lust from him far before S3 and I could confidently say that he'd pursue a sexual relationship with Will if he was interested, but I can see Hannibal somewhere on the spectrum of demi-sexual. I have an impression that he's fascinated by the erotic (the intersection of death and sex is such a important theme after all), but he's not necessarily a sexual person.
We can see Hannibal use his sexuality to gain something (manipulate Alana), but not at any other point in the show, never for fun, for stimulation, never to satisfy his own needs.
Instead, he really seems to revel in sensuality - food, after all is a sensual experience. Eating another person can be seen as a metaphorically (or non-metaphorically) sexual act, and the way it's shown in the show is VERY sensual.
I've heard Fuller and Mads refer to him as pansexual and while that term is controversial lately, it coincides with my understanding of pansexuality: not necessarily attraction to a different gender but ambivalence towards gender, maybe even towards sex in general. I always felt like to me, pansexuality is closer to asexuality (the way I identified with it) or at least I chose to interpret it this way in the context of Hannibal.
I still find that Will is such a revolutionary presence in Hannibal's life that he might flip what Hannibal knew himself both in romantic and sexual terms completely upside down. I can still absolutely imagine him being perfectly satisfied with a romantic and non-sexual, but a very sensual relationship with Will. I don't like the term 'platonic' in the context of their relationship because I think their relationship is simply not platonic on either side.
And here comes Will's side of things. I'm going to agree with what Fuller said about Will being heterosexual but with some fluidity in his sexuality, and I think the intellectual and romantic attraction he feels for Hannibal could transcend that. But I can also imagine their relationship with no sex at all, just with this sort of... Deeply running sensuality that they already have going on, with an acknowledgement of a romantic reciprocity. We know that Will wants to be wholly and entirely possessed by Hannibal, and they don't need sex to have that. I'm still griping with whether it would be in character for Will to have this sort of relationship with Hannibal, and I also think one-sided sexual attraction in Hannibal's side would be so interesting.
People in fandoms like to have sex as the final confirmation of the validity of a relationship, as a confirmation of representation and I get it - because queer sex is important and beautiful. But I just want to step back and investigate this notion and maybe bring forward the idea that queer relationships can also be romantic, but not sexual. Or they can be sexual in unconventional ways.
If you have different interpretations of that relationship, that's okay - please don't think I'm treating my own impressions as gospel but I thought maybe someone else would find my thoughts about it interesting, cause it's been eating at me (ha).
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hannibal fic recs
its about damn time i did one of these so here we go
post-fall fics:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34701295  Like a Lucid Dream- Hiding Now (Hiding Now) 75k: hannibal and will escape to wills cabin in the woods to recover…. where molly is also hiding with wills unsent letters to hannibal. lots of good tension between these three and this fic made me enjoy molly’s company more.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9210245  we killed the dragon last night- inameitlater 88k: will and hannibal take their cliff dive, but will wakes up years in the past before ever meeting hannibal. really good accidental time travel fic with some of the best slow burn and exposition ive ever read. i genuinely cried at the end. ends with a cliff hanger and a link to the next stories (yes i said stories)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31894417  through the aftermath- heartandthehead 69k: hannibal and will take refuge after the fall and will wants to explore his new capacity for violence while exploring a string of unrelated homicides. SLOW burn and amazing sexual tension. i will put the disclaimer that there is implied child abuse so if that isnt your cup of tea i wouldnt try this out. wonderful chiyoh content in this one too. ive come back to this fic so many times its not even funny.
canon divergence and aus:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39799425  dianthus barbatus- sainthannibal 84k: set ten years before canon, will and hannibal meet dumping bodies at the same place. i cant even tell you anymore because it would be spoilers, but if you told me this was a hannibal prequel, i would believe you. amazing slow burn (do you see a pattern with my taste) with tension and an ending that shocked me. i come back to this fic once a month and eat it up everytime. @saint-hannibal here on tumblr
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31970626  through the looking glass- shotgun_sinner 55k: ghost au where michas ghost has been following hannibal around for the past thirty years since her death. will is a medium that can see her. lots of chaos, fluff, and angst. a couple parts/dialogue scenes i wasnt a fan of but overall this fic did michas ghost well with an ending that wrecked me. seriously do NOT underestimate this fic as a silly ghost adventure. although it mostly is, you WILL cry.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39441234  pavlova- nbcravenstag 33k: stripper au. need i say more. will had a past job during college working as a stripper, so when the fbi investigates a string of killings involving strippers that look suspiciously like will,,,,, tension ensues. love me a damn good description of a strip tease on hannibal. nbcravenstag is honestly one of the best hannibal writers on ao3. good ass story
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33293602  the mongoose and the mouse- Hiding Now (Hiding Now) 109k: set in disney land as hannibal decides will needs to reconnect with his inner child at the happiest place on earth. also public sex. do i need to say anymore. amazingly written sexual tension and crack treated seriously perfectly balanced. first time i read it it actually got some laughs out of me, not many fics do that for me. give this one a shot if you want nasty smut and a good laugh.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23917363  small repairs- Devereauxs_Disease 20k: during wills season two honeytrap plot, he becomes hannibals personal handyman. wonderfully written sexual tension and a resolution that leaves me wanting more. honestly Dev is an amazing writer for drabbles like this and i come back to this specific one almost every week.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34998445  Crystalline Hiding Now (Hiding Now) 59k: another stripper au. can you tell i like those ones. hannibal is called to perform for will grahams bachelor party the night before wills wedding and hannibal is quickly infatuated. this leads them into bed,,,,, often. nasty NASTY smut and well written angst that deserves the E rating. i read this fic more often than i should. can you tell i like Hiding Now yet.
happy reading!!
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pesky--dust · 9 months
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I feel like it's harder for me to express my thoughts lately, but I've been thinking a lot about Beverly Katz and I cannot stand being alone with my thoughts anymore, so I’m sorry. 
When Will was in Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, Beverly was one of the few people who visited him there. She needed his help at work, but at the same time, we know that even before, without any hidden motives, she genuinely cared about his life. We also know she's the oldest child in the family. It is very common for the oldest children to feel responsible for their younger siblings.
I believe she feels the same sense of responsibility towards Will, like if he is her younger brother, which is why she tries to be there for him when he needs comfort. 
Beverly is in a few episodes, but I won’t write about every single of them. I'm going to focus on the things that support my thesis about her perceiving Will as her younger sibling.
In Amuse Bouche she asks him about his well-being, tries to joke with him (he had just killed a man, to protect an innocent person and himself!), teaches him how to hold a gun properly. 
In Coquilles she again shows concern about his condition and I have the impression that in this dialogue she speaks to him like to a child she doesn’t want to frighten:
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In Buffet froid there is a lot of interactions between them. First, when panicked Will races out into the hallway, she stares at him and asks with a hint of concern “Will?”. When Will tries to reassure himself he didn’t kill Beth LeBeau, he calls Beverly and when she hears he called her,  because he is not entirely sure what he saw was real, the script says “That admission almost breaks her heart, but it doesn't show.”. She tells him that he is the subject of a lot of speculation at the bureau, since people speculating that Jack pushed him right up to the edge and now he is pushing himself over. Later in the same episode she checks Will for evidence that would tell he killed Dr. Sutcliffe and reassures him that there's nothing that would indicate he is the person responsible for killing Dr. Sutcliffe.
When Will is arrested for evidence suggesting he killed Abigail Hobbs, Beverly is unable to maintain complete professionalism and talks to him while collecting evidence from his body. She tells him she didn't want to find anything on him, but since Will always says he's interpreting evidence, he should do it now. She is angry, disappointed and she says, “You should have recused yourself from any investigation. (...) However far over the edge you were leaning, I was hoping that you wouldn’t fall.”
As I have written already — when Will is in Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, Beverly is one of the few people who visits him there. They make a deal — he helps her with work, she tries to prove he is innocent and she is going to check Hannibal Lecter. We know how it ends for her — Hannibal kills her and Will is needed to resolve this case. Here is a piece of the script from this scene:
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Later Will tries to kill Hannibal Lecter by proxy, because he is mad about everything Hannibal caused in his life; he knew about Will’s encephalitis, framed him for his crimes, killed Abigail Hobbs and Beverly, Will's only friend. 
However it turns out Will has to change tactic and he ends up falling in love with Hannibal, they are known as murder husbands! On the one hand, I imagine that because of that Beverly has to turn in her grave because she died trying to prove that Hannibal was guilty of crimes Will was accused of, and on the other hand, Will and Beverly really liked each other, and in my opinion, Beverly felt like his older sister, so I feel torn because I think she would, to some extent, enjoy Will's happiness anyway. One way or another, man, this whole situation is sick, especially if you look at it from Beverly's perspective.
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cannibalovers · 21 days
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Do i post too much depeche mode related stuff? Maybe but i think they fit the show so well, especially hannibal
Hannibal song of the day: song no. 10
A bit about the song:
"It’s No Good" (released in 1997) is a song by Depeche Mode and was written by Martin Gore. The song fits genres like synth pop, alternative rock and electro-pop, involving a smooth, dark sound with minimal sound-effect clutter and lots of reverb. It has a deep, recognisable melody and bass accompanied by various ambience sounds or synth sounds. The meaning of the song is quite vain and dark, presenting the protagonist who can’t accept their crush not liking them - They’re convinced that they are made for each other, divinely intertwined. They were most likely rejected and hit the first stage, the stage of denial.
i love this song along with the whole ultra album sm, i was so shocked to find out not many ppl like it????????? like what
but okay anyhow, another song that reminds me of how Hannibal views Will omgggg no waaayyyyyy
I will forever stand by the fact that Hannibal is a hopeless romantic (but i think all of us know that like... the whole human tree boquet, all the flowers being carefully picked? Hanni killing the judge for Will? giving himself up to the police so will always knows where he is? um? do i need to say more) - that why I even have this song in my playlist, as the protagonist seems like a hopeless and very persistent romantic themselves (and any depeche mode song tbh)
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Verse 1 "I'm gonna take my time I have all the time in the world To make you mine It is written in the stars above The God's decree You'll be right here by my side Right next to me You can run but you cannot hide"
The protagonist feels like the person they're crushing on has to and will love them back - They feel like they have all the time in the world, they aren't planning on stopping liking them or trying to charm them, and are willing to be patient and wait for the day that their interest does like them back. Quite tenacious. The protagonist seems to be quite spiritual and a hopeless romantic, believing the two are meant to be together as it's written by the universe in the stars and pre-planned by God himself. The last line can be quite dark and desperate, considering that the protagonist says this is unavoidable and their crush should accept it. Overall the protagonist seems to be quite obsessed (totally not another reason as to why i chose the song...).
This feels like Hannibal so so much - no matter how many times Will seemed disinterested (Will stop fucking lying) or even tried to literally kill him, this bitch ain't giving up. He's really taking his time, never giving up on the idea of Will and him becoming closer, he doesn't want to give up. Will is the only person that seems to understand him, a person Hannibal sees himself in and he can also understand Will; He doesn't want that to go to waste. He made his goal to make Will his and he will achieve it; If he wants something, he will find a way to get it. It's pretty easy for him to do so, considering his vast knowledge of human psychology. He can understand people without them even saying a word about their emotions and he can influence others easily, it's an quite advantage to him(Will doesn't find him interesting? ok bet, he'll make him VERRRRYY interested:3).
And also to my surprise, Hannibal seems to be quite spiritual, even comparing himself to God or "playing God": "Killing must feel good to god too, he does it all the time. And are we not created in his image?". He enjoys the power and control it brings him, retaking what God took awy from him. He decides who lives and who dies at his hands. He is in control of his life and any person that appears in his life, it's like he writes the course of his and others lives - That's what happened with Will; Hannibal, the "God" that he is, has decided that they are soulmates and are meant to be in each other's lives forever - be it a delusion or correct, they are always coming back to each other, mainly due to Hannibal's actions. As I said, he will find a way.
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"Don't say you want me Don't say you need me Don't say you love me It's understood"
The protagonist is assuming that their interest likes them - possibly telling them not to say it out loud in fear that it's not true. They prefer to assume and think that their crush likes them back as that's what feels real and secure to the protagonist, clearly not taking rejection well as they're trying to avoid the situation of a rejection completely. also, perhaps it's more romantic this way. Maybe they are sure of the fact that their interest likes them back, but the protagonist doesn't want it confirmed because they feel like they fully understand their interest telepathically, which they find more romantic. Could also tie to another Depeche Mode song, "Enjoy the Silence" - one of the interpretations for this song from a romantic perspective being that the protagonist wants to indulge in silent moments with his lover, not wanting to worry about words and just enjoy their lover's presence - for this song, the protagonist might also find words harmful and prefer silences.
For Hannibal, I feel like it's more the second one. One thing about hannigram, they can read and understand each other without speaking about it, well most of the time. Direct words don't seem to really do it for them, it doesn't feel as intimate as whatever gay shit they got goin on apparently. like really these bitches suck at communicating, they really don't wanna hear it or say it cuz rejection or they will get a boner and explode and cry and be vulnerable, the worst thing on this planet (i hear that "do u wanna be my big sweaty guardian alpha boyfriend WHAAAAAT WHO SAID THATWHOSAIDTHAT" sound as i type this)
"Don't say you're happy Out there without me I know you can't be 'Cause it's no good"
The protagonist really won't take the rejection and even though they assumes or wants to believe that their interest likes him back, since it isn't confirmed, they're afraid that it isn't true and are in denial, still trying to remind themselves that the two are made for each other and that their interest can't be happy without them, simply because it's no good(mainly for the protagonist).
cough cough Hannibal when will breaks up with him and gives himself up to the FBI cough cough
But no fr, this lyrics represents Hannibal's reaction so well. He can't accept that Will believes he can be happy without him, because he knows he won't be. He saw how he can be, he saw the adrenaline rushing through Will's veins turn into satisfaction, a genuine, though involuntary reaction - Hell, Will even confirmed it. He knows that Will felt understood by him and that's Hannibal's driving force, unlike the protagonist, for whom this is most likely just about his delusions and hopefulness(unless the protagonist interests is a sweaty anxious dog lover empath idk that he connects with at a spiritual level idk). Through the show it just becomes clearer and clearer that Will cannot be his genuine self with anyone else other than Hannibal. Will knows that, tries to ignore it, Hannibal knows it and isn't giving up, Bedelia knows it and is fed up with their shit. EVERYONE knows it (and everyone knows how destructive it is).
The two together are absolute menaces to society, but Will being away from Hannibal also makes everything worse. The longer Will doesn't accept that Hannibal understands him and accepts him, and he feels the same way about Hannibal, the longer he runs away, the worse it gets. He isn't happy, although he pretends to be. He built a carefully crafted, perfect family where he's a good father, caring for a widowed mother, living in the woods peacefully with their lovely hoard of dogs and are incredibly happy. But is Will happy? He thought he would be. He knew it isn't socially acceptable nor good to embrace that dark side, he has seen the effects of people who accept it. It isn't good, he shouldn't do it, he shouldn't succumb to his dark nature. Perhaps getting a stereotypically ideal family will help him feel normal and ignore it. Yeah, that will make him feel good and satisfy his need to care and nurture and feel like a white knight saving the day. It will definitely make him happy. Fake it till you make it. But is it really worth it when you have to put on a mask in front of your wife, someone you choose to marry and devote your life to, who fully trusts you and expects the same from you? How mocking it feels, when she's this open and sincere whilst you're lying to her every second about who you are. In the end she doesn't care for you, she cares for the person suit you carefully tailored out for her. But this is who you're supposed to be right? You designed this, it's genuine, no? It's just a heavily mediated version of who you are. Well, clearly not, since you see the ex that ruined ur life (tried to make u accept who u are) and immediately fold and leave ur wife lol
(man i need to be careful about my tenses and perspectives what is that, but not rewriting cuz idk how else to write it)
In the end, it's not good for Will, it's not good for Hannibal, no good for the rest of the people who gotta play fucking matchmakers and third wheel them as they flirt, this repression does nobody any good.
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Verse 2
I'll be fine I'll be waiting patiently Till you see the signs And come running to my open arms When will you realise? Do we have to wait till our worlds collide? Open up your eyes You can't turn back the tide
The protagonist is waiting, although getting impatient. They keep having hope that finally their interest will like them back, see that they are made for each other. They aren't giving up and seem to be so obsessed that they will continue to choose their interest over anyone else and be patient with them. They're hoping that their crush just needs some enlightenment and will suddenly love the narrator back after "opening their eyes". The worlds colliding are support to represent their minds and the tide, the inevitable and strong feelings the protagonist feels - it's like the protagonist already felt the tide, the emotions, powerful and sudden, hitting him, and is now waiting for their interest to be hit by the same tide.
Well, Hannibal does wait patiently. In the comfort of the psych ward Alana takes care off for him, having all the privileges, all the comforts he needs. He has enough patience to last the 3 years without breaking any rules. But ultimately, after Will said goodbye, he has left Will the option to come back and "run into his open arms". Hannibal giving himself up to the FBI was to make sure that Will can come back to him, if he changes his mind. He kept his arms open, expecting Will to come back. He knew he just has to let Will decide if he wants to do so for himself.
Will knew it was dangerous, he wanted to keep away from his as far as possible, be blind. He was well aware that Hannibal would be like a tide, powerful and merciless, he would swallow him whole once he gave in, which is why it took him so long. Like literally Jack had to come and fucking intervene and force Will back into the goddamn field like. fgfjoigfdigjjew
The only way that they would ever be back together was if their worlds, their minds, collided, and they did. Before, Will's and Hannibal's worlds were about to collide before Will hesitated and Hannibal didn't appreciate it. Jack and everyone encouraging Will, pushing him into the trap, made Will's and Hannibal's worlds collide. There was no coming back to who Will wanted to be after reconnecting with Hannibal - their worlds have merged and the damage done is way too severe now as his eyes opened, and he finally accepted his demise, letting the tide swallow him whole (just like that tide when they fell off the cliff💯).
in conclusion hannibal is pathetic and whipped, the dick is just too good
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if this is hard to read due to me trying to sound formal and professional but succumbing to humour WAY too much and not balancing it well enough then pardon me
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Hannibal lector x reader - unravelled
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Part 3:
Walking into the coffee shop, you smiled at the waitress as she brought over a cup of coffee for you.
“We haven’t seen you around for a while (Y/N).”
“Sorry Sophia, I’ve been so busy. I did miss your coffee though.”
Sophia laughed a little bit, tapping you lightly on the head with the tray she was holding in her hands.
“That’s because I make a kick ass coffee.”
You chuckled a little bit, leaning back in your chair as you looked up at her, giving her a gentle smile and she smiled back at you.
“I really have missed you, please come back…” she whispered.
“I can’t Sophia, I’m sorry. But I need to find this Doctor Peters.”
She sighed.
“I’ve actually been looking into that.”
Sophia sat on the chair in front of you, setting the tray on the table.
“We know it was an alias, there was never any doctor Peters at that hospital, except because they failed to run the right background checks they refuse to take it to law enforcement.”
You gave her a slight confused look.
“They’re telling anybody who asks that he retired and moved away.”
You slowly nodded your head.
“Do you know where he is now?”
“No, but we’re still looking for him. If I had to guess though, whoever he was he wouldn’t be far, either still in the city or one of the surrounding ones, he’d still be nearby.”
“Do we even have a photo of what he looks like?”
“No, he used a fake, heavily applied makeup to resemble it slightly.”
You sighed again, placing your head on your hand as you looked out the window you were sat next to.
People were bustling about, a few investigators were patrolling the streets.
“There’s more.” You noted.
“You aren’t exactly keeping a low profile (Y/N), since the other night there’s been more and more.”
You turned your gaze to her.
“You need to stop this now. Disband them.”
“Not until I’ve got who I want. I’ll go through the entire CCG if I have too.”
“Yeah and get yourself killed!” She hissed.
You looked around, nobody seemed to have heard her so you turned your attention back to her.
“It’s my life. I’m going for a smoke.”
Picking up your cup, you set it on the counter, balancing a plate on the top and made your way outside.
Standing in front of the cafe, you dug through your pockets for a cigarette and a lighter and lit it.
It tasted just about as disgusting as everything else seemed to taste, maybe a little more so, but you didn’t let it put you off.
You took a slow drag, leaning against the wall.
“Well, my suspicions were correct. A smoker.”
You turned your head to the side, watching as Hannibal came walking over, ducking under the doorway to get away from the cold winter air.
“Do you make it a habit to follow your patients Hannibal?”
“No, I was simply just passing by and saw you come outside.”
You hummed a little bit, taking another drag of your cigarette.
“You know those will kill you, they really aren’t healthy for you (Y/N).”
“I know.”
“Then why do you smoke?”
“Maybe I enjoy the fact it destroys me.”
“Self destructive.”
You gave a small shrug.
“Aren’t we all in some way or another?”
You walked to the edge of the street, putting your cigarette out on the trash can, and tossed it inside before walking back over.
Hannibal opened the door for you, allowing you to walk in first and you walked over to your cup, taking the plate off.
“Hey Sophia?”
She hummed, turning around and you pointed to Hannibal who appeared next to you.
“Get him whatever he wants and put it on my tab.”
Sophia nodded her head and you took your cup back over to your table while Hannibal took the seat opposite you.
“I assume you come here often?” He asked.
“Not as often as Sophia would like, but often enough I suppose.”
Hannibal nodded his head, thanking Sofia as he brought his cup of tea over and he turned his attention back to you.
“Did you come here before the accident?”
“No. I used to just walk past it, then early one morning I was wondering around and saw they were open so I decided to come in.”
“I see, what is it that drew you to this place?”
You shrugged a little bit.
“I don’t know, it was warm I guess. It was a really cold morning, and it smelled incredible. Plus Sophia makes a great coffee.”
Hannibal nodded his head.
“What other places do you like to visit? Aside from this cafe and the bar.”
“The flower gardens I suppose, it’s peaceful there, not many people. A few museums, for the same reason they’re pretty quiet at the start of the day.”
“And early riser?”
“A troubled sleeper. Sleep is hard to come by now.”
Hannibal looked at you.
You had your chin resting on your hand as you stared out the window, hair falling over your face, your nails seemed to be painted black, you were a different style ring on each finger of your left hand.
You seemed to prefer smart casual dressing, a white shirt, but no tie.
You had your sleeves rolled down, but the crinkles around them told Hannibal you often wore your shirts with the sleeves rolled up.
“I could prescribe you something in order to help if you so wish.”
“Wouldn’t help, but thank you.”
You tore your gaze from the window, looking over at him.
“What is it that keeps you awake?”
“Nightmares I suppose, about the accident, about what happened after.”
Hannibal slowly nodded his head.
“Is this about the time you went missing?”
“Two months of my life unaccounted for by everybody but me.”
“What is that happened during those two months?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
You smirked a little at him, leaning back in your chair, taking a sip of your coffee.
“You hide yourself behind some rather strong walls, in order to protect yourself.”
“Everybody has things they don’t want people to know Hannibal Lector, you and I are no different from those people.”
“Perhaps not, but who are you really protecting? Yourself, or the person responsible for your change in personality?”
“Don’t worry, that person doesn’t need protecting. I should think he’s had what’s was coming to him.”
Hannibal studied you quietly for a a few seconds.
“How can you be sure?”
“Just a wish I suppose.”
“Do you wish your life had turned out different?”
“Everybody wishes their lives could have turned out different.”
“Will mentioned you enjoyed deflecting topics with indirect answers.”
“What else did will mention?”
“I cannot tell you that, client patient confidentiality.”
You hummed this time.
“He’s a patient of yours, I should have gathered, Will isn’t all that trusting when it comes to people.”
Hannibal nodded his head.
“You know him better than anybody, you grew up together. However it seems like he doesn’t know you at all now, you’re merely just a stranger to him.”
“I’m a stranger to you as well.”
“I know what your files allow me to know. I would like to know you more, know what isn’t in your files.”
You glanced over at Sophia who gestured to the coffee pot and you held out your cup so she could come put more coffee in it for you.
She wondered away and you turned back to Hannibal.
“Why do you want to know me Hannibal Lector?”
“I believe there is a lot going on inside of you that will rot you from the inside out of you do not resolve it.”
“Who says it hasn’t already?”
“Will seems to think there is still time to save you.”
“Will refuses to believe that the person he used to know died a long time ago, in that accident.”
Hannibal took a small breath, taking a sip of his tea.
“Has it really died? Or are your burying it in order to ignore the person you once were? The agent who was run off the road, down the side of a cliff and left to die.”
“Is that what you think happened?”
You downed your coffee, picking up your cup and taking it back to Sophia, leaving some cash on the other side of the counter for her.
Hannibal placed his cup next to yours and followed you outside, walking alongside of you.
“That’s what the records say. What really happened?”
You looked around, putting your hands in your pockets as you turned back to path you were following.
“I wasn’t left to die there. In fact, I got out of the car, I had that much adrenaline running through my veins I couldn’t feel any pain at that point in time, it was like I was watching myself from outside my own body.”
“What did you do?”
“The suspect we were chasing happened to be run off the road as well, her car was trapped under a large tree, the front crushed against a boulder.”
“What did you do (Y/N)?”
“She begged me to save her, she was bleeding out, a branch had lodged itself through her. I pulled it out, and I watched as she bled out and died there, with no regret. I killed her.”
Hannibal glanced down at you.
“You did not kill that woman, her actions led to her death. She died because of what she had done, you had nothing to do with it.”
“I made it so she bled out faster.”
“Do you regret what you have done?”
You glanced up at him to find him already looking at you.
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because it was either me or her. Truth be told I should have died there too, and yet here I am, tragically alive.”
“You do not want to be alive?”
“I stand on the earth with billions of people, yet it feels as if I am the only one really here.”
You looked away.
“You’re lonely, yet you push everybody away. You want company, yet you force yourself into this isolation you created.”
You stopped by a store, looking at the TVs that were broadcasting the news about the continued lock down of the ward, and the hell hounds being spotted in the forth ward taunting the CCG.
Hannibal stopped next to you.
“They enjoy taunting the investigators because they know that the CCG will never be able to enter the three wards they have overrun.” Hannibal said.
“What makes you think that?”
“They’re keeping a border between the second, forth and sixth wards, they directly link into one another, it was why the ghouls easily over took them. Keep those wards apart, the CCG can contain the group and monitor them closely.”
You nodded your head.
“We are all monsters living in a world of monsters.” You said.
Hannibal glanced at your reflection in the glass, and he could see the self hatred in your eyes.
You hated every fibre of your being and he could see that clearly.
You turned around, smiling a little bit at the two investigators that walked past the pair of you.
“It’s dangerous out in the real world Hannibal.”
Hannibal turned to look at you, both of you watching as the investigators began running in the same direction across the road.
“Indeed it is. You should be careful.”
You glanced up at him.
“So should you, don’t go wondering where you shouldn’t be.”
With that, you walked away from him, leaving him to watch as you melted away into the crowd, and he turned back the way he had come.
He knew you visited that cafe often, it was why he went there, and now he was going back to get a feel for the place, and see if he could find anything else about you
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thank you!!! i have been dying to flail about a fic! and fic and @saeths is asleep and needs rest cause they're sick.
okay so it's a bit funny but this fic is one of my longest wips and still doesn't have a name but basically magnus accidentally woos kelpie!alec (half seelie/half shadowhunter sad backstory blahblahblah) who is very just. he's very impressed by Magnus' everything okay.
also saeth finds it really funny that in some of my darkest fics i focus the most on how good of a friendship magnus and cat and ragnor have. and so i just... half of the fic is now ragnor and cat and magnus and then figuring out the addition of alec to their party because while magnus will hangout with them without alec, he wants alec to be apart of it since its so important to him.
uhm there is quite a bit of murder in this fic. like magnus goes and kills a bunch of people he's slept with to get them out of the way because of a misunderstanding and cat and ragnor have absolutely no fucks to give with it. cat is literally just like, 'i need at least eight hours of sleep and a massage after this' because she loves her boys to pieces. and alec eats people in a none hannibal way its much messier.
... maybe i should have thought about what fic i wanted to share before begging for interaction. you dont have to read further if its not your cuppa tea, i can totally rant about a less dark fic
and saeth is part of alxndrlghtwoods and writes amazing stuff like dominion magic and they have a fic called 'take me for a ride' and so that fic has pretty heavily influenced the vibe of this magnus. except we see a lot of behind the scenes where he's with his friends, not just alec.
and magnus is very much a terrifying traumatizing person, but he's still the same immensely powerful person that ragnor had to douse with tea when he was learning to be hungover. and who ragnor chased around for 'bringing that disgusting tar into my house' when he tried to get ragnor to try coffee.
and he's still the person that ragnor held as he and cat pieced together magnus' heart so that not another single soul could ever hurt him like camille tried to. magnus lost any softness he did after camille and there is a very specific reason he opens himself up to alec in this fic and it's quite literally because of an accident.
like magnus wasn't hurt by camille in the same way as canon. what hurt him the most was that 'to him at the time' he was weak enough to almost be hurt by her. and that was worse. magnus doesn't do friends outside of cat and ragnor. and he doesnt do relationships.
alec very much has his own goals for the entire fic, as does magnus and their goals reach the same endgame? so even they go about different ways of getting there, it's fine? and magnus puts a magical pond on the roof so alec can still enjoy water and the first time magnus dips his toes in, he almost loses a couple because alec has an automatic reaction.
magnus: ... you could have said if you were that hungry
alec: magnus. you put body parts in water. it's a conditioned reflex at this point. i didn't realize they were attached to you.
magnus: my toes alexander! i just painted them
its a very morally grey fic because you have two very-nonhuman sets of instincts and quiet misunderstandings (no angst in the misunderstandings though) and a lot of brunch with the trio.
brunch is any meal that is with the three of them. if someone else tries to argue about it, they either die, or magnus mockingly takes them to where it is still brunch. Magnus has lost several dates this way.
He lost them on purpose. they were never found.
brunch is a vibe, not a time. yes, they frequently plot out mass casualties and murder over scones and lemon curd and cat's favorite of strawberry crepes and papaya with lime juice. ragnor still prefers kippers and toast. even if he has finally upgraded to the 'fancy' version. and magnus cycles through favorites but always has a very specific tea that he imports from where he was born.
magnus and alec have a very intense predator/prey but also with greater predator/smaller predator in that Alec is very willingly submitting to magnus and they both know that. because he is also incredibly dangerous and powerful. magnus very much does not want to deal with an upset alexander, he's seen how powerful his teeth are okay.
oh something that i love in this fic is alec gets most of his power from the small lake pocket dimension that he lives in. because it's created a self-sustaining cycle that balanced on alec being a big enough predator to protect the lake until natural magical defenses could shore up. it's pretty much a magical leyline and alec got anchored to/by it in the way of natural dominion magic. so he's not a king like magnus, he doesn't have a magical sovereign, he's just the sole guardian and sentinel for a, think of it kind of like those self-sustaining eco-systems but magical.
because i love magical realism and i love exploring into all the nooks and crannies that the showrunners never bothered to explore. like there is an entire different world of bugs and insects and flora and fauna and reptiles and animals and even canon!alec is more likely to know about magical creatures than mundane.
and magnus is super thrilled when they finally go back to alec's lake because hidden under a very clever array, is the fact that the entire lake is brimming with magical plants and magnus can very carefully and protectively cultivate some without harming the ecosystem, damaging the plants, hurting the environment. like magnus is mostly going to take a few cuttings from where alec needs to weed anyway.
alec is like: these are all trash, you can have them
magnus: darling, these are the magical equivalent of saffron
alec: yeah i don't know what that is either, do you want them? or ill feed them to the lily pod fairies.
alec knows they're important to the lake but he also can tell when the plants are getting too greedy and so he kind of tends to the lake very carefully. sometimes he uses a plant or another for its use, but he's very happy to just take care of the plants and only take them when necessary for himself or the lake health.
saeth likes calling my fics 'cute' and 'soft' even when they have like, mass murder and cannibalism and it's kind of funny because i do get it. i really love writing darkly and horrifically soft malec. it's the jam and butter to my bread. its good with only one, but better with both.
uh and if you managed to make it through that long winded smash of keys, here is a snippet from one such murderous brunch
Cat accepts a cup of tea with a small smile as Magnus laughs and Ragnor’s scolding gets increasingly louder.
“They were a perfectly lovely invention!” Ragnor is saying. “They should never have gone out of fashion!”
He’s said the same thing three times. Increasingly louder, as if it will eventually shut Magnus up. 
Cat sips her —perfect as always— tea and summons a box of biscuits.
Normally Ragnor offers them himself, but Cat will allow the discrepancy. They did find him quite indisposed.
Magnus is still laughing, holding his belly as though it might burst as he slumps into one of Ragnor’s large armchairs.
Ragnor seems to have given up and is grumpily sipping his own tea as he gives Magnus a snotty look.
When Magnus has finally, finally stopped laughing, Cat gives a silent sigh of relief.
And then Ragnor opens his mouth, dooming them all.
“If you must know.” He says with an aggrieved sniff, “it helps keep my horns from rubbing against the headboard. It’s quite annoying to have to polish them so often. Valois mentioned they were looking a little worn at the last gathering.”
And Magnus loses it again.
Ragnor had been napping on an armchair when they’d portaled in. Small round glasses perched on his snoring nose, a long flowing nightgown and a nightcap that hasn’t been used in several hundred years. 
It was only several lifetimes spent practicing self control that ensured Cat didn’t burst into laughter herself. 
She makes a note to order and send several bonnets to Ragnor, they’re much nicer than the undoubtedly musty nightcap Ragnor probably dug out of a moth-infested dresser in some half-abandoned cottage he forgot about.
Ragnor huffs and gulps half of his cup before Cat has pity and offers him a digestive. 
“The cheek on this lad.” Ragnor grumbles, “and what kind of present is this! At least it was well taken care of in that witch Selene’s library. If not tragically undervalued, so why is there blood on my bloody book?”
Magnus is going to give himself a hernia at this rate and Cat is both off duty and not inclined to be nice so she sends him a little zap and gives Ragnor the most mischievous smile she can.
Ragnor immediately catches on and good humor replaces his glower.
“Oh? What’s this? Cat, love! Don’t hold out on me. What’s ducky done now?”
“Guess who has to do a little spring cleaning, because he accidentally courted an un-declared kelpie.” Cat says in a rush, fingers snapping her biscuit in her eagerness to share.
Magnus gives a mock groan, “yes yes, laugh at my hubris. But trust me, a little bit of cleanup is well worth my Alexander.”
Magnus has one of his arms flung over his eyes and doesn’t see the quick, tight look Ragnor shares with Cat. Nor the brief joy when Cat simply smiles and nods, giving her assurance that Ragnor won’t need to make too many contingencies.
“And what does this time of new life and purging entail?” Ragnor asks and this time it’s Cat who laughs as Magnus gives them both a sheepish smirk.
“Ah, Alexander may be under the impression that I have been courting him… exclusively.” Magnus winces, “For the last four decades.”
Ragnor fights desperately not to gawp, and to not ruin his tea with incredulous laughter. 
And then he realizes the problem and his laughter fades.
“But you didn’t know.”
Magnus shakes his head, something bitter and angry in his eyes that Ragnor will worry over later. 
With sherry and Cat as backup. 
“That’s quite a bit of cleanup.” Ragnor murmurs quietly. Because Magnus takes fidelity seriously when it’s offered, “better take it to the last five decades, just to be safe. Don’t forget that orgy you told me about, the one in Dubai that you talked about for weeks in the 70’s. Don’t just do memory wipes, make it clean.” 
Magnus nods and Cat sighs despairingly as he summons a notebook and jots it down. 
“My, dear overachieving boys. Magnus should just use a ritual. If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it properly. So we need to be thorough. We’ll have to add some element of a geas to the secret, Magnus can use one of his loose ends to power it. We can’t just murder all of them outright, it’s too conspicuous. Are there any spells that the Council needs done that require past lovers?” Cat looks at both of them sternly, “see how much we can brush under the Council’s cauldron and go from there.” 
“There, there ducky.” Ragnor tuts and sends over a cup and saucer to a groaning Magnus. “There’s not as many as you think. It’s a much smaller mess than if this happened when you were younger and off sowing your oats.”
‘Sowing my oats?’ Magnus mouths incredulously across his cup at Cat and she bites her lip to hide a chuckle. 
“Ah and Camille will need to finally be dealt with.” Ragnor says, so very obvious in how hard he’s trying to be nonchalant. Ragnor is always looking for a reason Magnus can accept and Cat is always hoping it works.
And for once, Magnus doesn’t even notice. 
“You know what, you’re right.” And Ragnor’s gaze snaps to Magnus with a relieved but disbelieving look as Magnus continues.
“She would definitely use any opportunity to get between us.” Magnus looks angry now, instead of the bitter pain that Camille normally brings out. “Putting a geas on her and sealing her won’t be enough.” And then Magnus pauses and there’s a dangerous, confident gleam to his eyes that Cat has mourned the lack of.
“Alexander does look divine in jewelry, and after everything he’s made for me, I should return the gesture. So I’ll need to commission him some.” And Magnus gives a soft, pleased smile. Like some deep wound has finally been healed, “and I have always wondered what the color of Camille’s soul is.”
Ragnor gives a content, pleased smile and nods sharply. “If need be we’ll say you’re cleaning up your court. Camille is a perfect and public example of a traitor being dealt with. There’s always an enemy if you look hard enough.”
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as a follow up to the ask u answered about will graham + sex/power/honeypot/etc,, why do you think he decided to have sex with margot? (aside from real life logic ''brain no think-y. only horny'')
hello! :D thank you for the ask <3
honestly I think it’s a mix of needing a place to vent his feelings for hannibal and some misplaced righteousness. rewatching the buildup to this scene is really interesting actually, since it follows the randall tier arc, with will committing his first genuine murder/art installation and enjoying it, plus hannibal bandaging his hands. and before this we see their relationship development in su-zakana and shiizakana where 1) we see that will’s vindictive nature is a real part of his personality, and yet hannibal was able to convince him to lower the gun (which he later confesses is something he let hannibal do) and 2) we see evidence of will’s attachment to hannibal despite who/what he is when he dreams about killing him, with hannibal (indirectly) telling will that he loves him, implying that this is what will wants to hear (“no one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them”). there’s more to this particular scene that’s worth ranting about but I will write an essay if I’m enabled and it’s not what you asked so we’re gonna move on 😂
^^ so anyway, we have will in the midst of his honeytrap arc, where he’s trying to lure the “monster” he perceives hannibal to be, the one who doesn’t care about him. but slowly he’s getting evidence against this black and white perception of hannibal, and he himself is seeing new facets of his personality (or rather pre-existing facets) that now have reason to flower. that and he’s suddenly in a position of power, which is what he craves. I think this all compounds and becomes blurred/confused for will (almost like a type of sexual frustration) and suddenly margot shows up and allows him to express it through physical intimacy
but I also think the fact that margot is abused by mason and comes to will scarred has a lot to do with it, which charges will’s feelings of righteousness (that are also linked to his empowerment). margot is also a mirror for will, or at least his s2 persona, since both are disempowered, vindictive people wishing for revenge. they’re also both people who struggle with rage due to feelings of love, as hannibal tells margot in one of their sessions (“you failed to murder him because you love him”). so suddenly him and margot are able to have this strange moment of solidarity and are able to help/use each other for their own personal gain, which contrasts hannibal’s continued manipulation of alana
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stranded-labyrinth · 11 months
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Canon compliant deleted scene of will helping Francis steal a cop car and plan Hannibal's escape
i know you said canon compliant, but i may or may not have slightly ignored you.
forgive the quality, this is my first time writing anything for Dolarhyde. hope you enjoy anyway :]
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It started in that motel room, as Will finally rose from his seat, grabbing a face cloth to mop up the water that had been thrown at him.
He could feel those beady eyes trying to burn into his skin, but he made no move to even acknowledge the man.
He heard a soft step, and then another, the figure getting closer in his peripherals.
Will raised his brows ever so slightly. “You want something?”
Francis’ head tilted, gazing at him intently. He said nothing as he approached, watching in silence.
Will huffed. “You just gonna stare, then?”
He heard a low growling, and immediately had to suppress the urge to swat the man’s nose like a misbehaving dog. He turned instead, glaring at him.
“Don’t growl at me.”
“Don’t mock me.”
“I wouldn’t be mocking you if you knew how to act.”
Francis huffed, quite similarly to how Will had, and took more steps towards him. Will looked directly into his eyes, holding a stiff posture.
Francis glanced him up and down.
“...Weaker than you look,” he said.
Will let out a short laugh. “Oh, please,” he said. “This coming from the guy who couldn’t even take Molly out?”
He should regret the words. He really should. And yet they rang true nonetheless: Dolarhyde had failed something he’d supposedly become so good at. He failed to kill a family. After everything, it was almost laughable.
Francis glowered at him, teeth beginning to bare. “It wasn’t a family. Daddy was out of the picture.”
Will could feel his jaw clench, but he made no further comment on the subject. They stared at one another, Francis taking deep inhales (too many serial killers were sniffing at him lately for his comfort).
“What are we to do?” Francis asked at last, some semblance of compliance in him.
“You need a car,” Will said. “A police car.”
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As everything unfolded in front of him, he questioned just about every life choice he’d ever made to end up in that position.
Francis had succeeded in taking out a singular cop, moving on to attempting to snag the car he drove.
Will watched, growing increasingly impatient as Francis fumbled with…what was he even doing? He was fiddling with some set of tools he had, likely some form of lockpicks. He clearly wasn’t very successful, grumbling to himself in quiet fury. Will was audibly tapping his foot on the ground, which only served to piss Francis off more.
Finally, Francis gave the handle a little tug, and it remained locked. The last shred of Will’s sanity tore apart as the handle went back in place.
“Are you fucking serious?” he snapped, moving closer. “You’re supposedly an experienced killer and you can’t even steal a fucking car?”
Francis turned, eyes wild and teeth bared.
“It’s a police vehicle!” he hissed. “It’s different.”
“Different,” Will repeated in a mocking tone. “How have you even–”
He was cut off by the sound of his own phone ringing. His brows furrowed for a moment, until he plucked it from his pocket and checked the name, immediately cursing under his breath and answering.
“Hey,” he greeted awkwardly. Francis stared at him, and Will pointedly waved him off.
“Hey,” the woman on the other end answered. “I just wanted to check in…How are things?”
“Uh,” he looked around, “could be better. Definitely could be better.”
“Ah,” she answered, audibly wincing. There was a brief pause, and then, “Did you talk to him?”
Will sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, I did…”
“Did you at least yell at him?”
Will couldn’t help the laugh that came. “Yeah, I, uh…I tried. He’s not easily fazed.”
“Dammit,” she sighed. “I was hoping you could scare him, since you know him.”
His throat dried almost immediately. He clenched his hand into a soft fist, released, and clenched again, trying to find something to focus on. Molly didn’t know any of it, how easily Will very well could scare the man. Scare him not with threats, but with his absence. 
Every act Hannibal had committed thus far had been visible desperation, knowing that if he let sleeping dogs lie that Will would return home after the Tooth Fairy case. As much as Hannibal attempted to feign indifference, Will had far too much experience with him to be convinced, and he was sure Hannibal knew that. Hannibal likely knew very well how he looked in Will’s eyes, siccing a serial killer on his wife and stepchild, making calm yet provoking commentary the moment Will tried to direct anger at him for it. As smug as the man would try to be, Will could see that inner, weaker layer peeking through the mask, visible only to Will’s eye.
Everything Hannibal had said and done was a scrambling plea for Will not to leave him again.
And he never would again.
But she couldn’t know that.
He swallowed around the dryness, trying to will some saliva to coat his throat so he wouldn’t sound nearly so wrecked.
“Sorry to disappoint,” he said at last, meaning it in many more ways than one.
“Don’t worry about that,” she urged. “Just try to be careful, alright? You can always call me if you need me, Will.”
“I will.” He wouldn’t.
A short goodbye, and he clicked his phone off, stuffing it back in his pocket. She was nice while he knew her.
“She deserves better.”
Will whipped around, looking at Francis. “Excuse me?”
“I said,” he growled out, “she deserves better. Someone not like you. Someone better than you.”
Will laughed then, a harsh, mocking thing.
“Yeah, okay,” he said. “I’ll be sure to take relationship advice from the guy that almost burned his blind girlfriend to death.”
Francis snarled, lunging almost immediately. Will saw him coming this time around, and it was far less of a struggle now. It was more like grappling than anything, each one trying to prevent a hit, until Will finally shoved Francis off of him and swung, landing a clean hit directly to his nose.
Francis doubled back, hands coming to his face, blood trickling out of his nose.
“Sit,” Will hissed.
Francis, glancing up at him, slowly complied. The look in his eyes was more curious than anything.
Will held his hand out. Francis gave him a look, and Will pointedly raised his brows. Francis groaned, reaching in his pocket and pulling out the lockpicking tools, shoving them into Will’s hand.
Will walked past him, up to the door of the police car.
“You must see me as some kind of mutt,” Francis said, his voice a low croak.
Will huffed. 
“No. I wouldn’t hit a dog,” he said, pulling the car door open.
Francis wheeled around at the sound of the door, standing and staring in surprise.
Will tossed his tools back at him, starting to walk away.
“Fucking amateur,” he muttered.
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silently--here · 5 months
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20 Questions for fic writers
Thank you for tagging me @annanother-thing!!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
13 technically, i have one that is currently anon tho so not on my profile yet
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
59,428
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Harry Potter, i also have one Hannibal poem but I haven't posted it
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Unknown number, my wolfstar texting fic
One Last call, sad angsty wolfstar fic
Secrets, trans remus joining hogwarts late fic with hinted wolfstar and minerva/poppy
Visiting the south of France, good severus fic and background james/lily
Eius Astra, t4t Draco and Percy fic soft sweet get together fic
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I should but I don't really, to be fair I haven't been posting much but I'm really very bad at replying and leaving comments and it's something I want to improve at
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Probably one last call , mind the tags on it if you read it
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Hmm my fic that is currently anon or Eius Astra
8. Do you get hate on fics?
In the past but I just delete it, recently I havent which is nice
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Yes but I never end up posting much, I want to get round to it but I overthink
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
Nope the closest I have gotten to a cross over was my Glitter and gold fic
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Nope, I am not a good enough writer for that
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope, I have translated my own fic as an exercise in writing norwegian but I didn't post it, it is probably full of errors and wrong words
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nope and I don't think I would be very good at it, when I was younger I wanted to but I am happy writing on my own nowadays
14. What’s your all time favourite ship?
I have so many I can't just pick but if we stay within Harry Potter fandom then its wolfstar
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I don't know, I have a lot of things I begin but don't think I will finish but then randomly I will find myself coming back to them but being realistic I have a wolfstar fic dubbed as the lighthouse fic and I don't know if I will ever finish it or put anywhere
16. What are your writing strengths?
I don't know, I am well aware I have flaws in my writing and I could nit pick all day but strengths idk. I don't write because I'm good, I write because I enjoy it and it's a bit of an escape and maybe someone will enjoy what I write but if not it doesn't matter because I don't need people to enjoy my fics
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I am bad with spelling and reusing the same words, I don't structure sentences well and don't know if a full stop or a comma is needed. I don't really understand the rules of writing dialogue. Theres so much and I wont go on.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
See I never know what the rules are for this and same as Anna I find it annoying when the translations are in the end notes of a fic. I have some wips written with a different language spoken that aren't posted and I have done it with a '/' to separate translation to actual speech. However I do wonder how important it is to my fic that they are speaking a different language or is it not really needed? Idk
19. First fandom you wrote for?
I think it was Harry Potter but idk
20. Favourite fic you’ve written?
It's barely written and I can't wait to write more but half hitches and round turns is my wolfstar living on a canal boat fic and ahh i just love it
I'm tagging: @uncannycerulean, @allalrightagain @bluestringpudding and anyone else who wants to do this
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bettyfrommars · 7 months
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This isn’t really an ask, more of a reader/fan word-vomit (fair warning!). I wanted to tell you how much I love your writing and I’m devouring everything!
Your strange and unusual AUs are right up my alley. At times I don’t have the foggiest what’s going on, but I’m invested and immersed and enjoying the rides (which is how I approached Twin Peaks, so, appropriate). I’m loving Stop The World & Melt With You - the whole pineapple bit had me in hysterics and gave me serious Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy vibes (meant as a huge compliment). And Death Becomes Us has destroyed my long-standing ambivalence towards vampire stories (I OD-ed in my youth) and I’m completely invested. Plus I loooooove how Bob is back, it’s made me realise how little I’ve seen of him in fics and I don’t know why that is. And Eric Draven is my vampire bartender. And my Lorelei is gonna be either Freddie Lounds from Hannibal or Gina Davis in Cutthroat Island, hope that’s OK 😆
Gargoyle Eddie and Dark Siren Eddie are doing things to me that I didn’t realise were possible, so thanks (?) for that.
Plus, everything about I’m On Fire is just 👌👌❤️❤️🔥🔥. I adore how lots of the subcharacters their own nemeses/subplots, I’ve not seen that before, and I need to know what happens. Plus ‘Walk’ was a genius music choice. And the smut is divine, but, frankly, all of yours is.
And just because I’m on tenterhooks and it’s a sort-of an ask, which somehow makes this entire message halfway-legit, is there any news on when any of your series’ next parts might appear, and/or which one it might be? I’m in no rush for IOF of course I am, we all are, dear god we’re all feral but am absolutely not pushing, because in the meantime I can always keep myself busy rereading that ‘office administration scene’, and watching Season 3 of The Witcher for thigh inspiration… ☺️
Anyway, that’s all I really wanted to say, because if I add any more it’ll get embarrassingly gushy. If it isn’t already. It already is, isn’t it? shit 😬
Okay, bye 👋
*bows out ungracefully backwards, leaving this on the floor as a somewhat pathetic and inadequate offering*
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CATT let me tell you about my verbal affirmation love language and my praise kink 🥹 I hope you don't mind having a stalker because flattery will get you anything from me. Honestly, I've read this 8 times and it made my whole WEEK (not even kidding). I'm keeping this for days when I think everything I do is hot garbage.
Because you asked, LET ME TELL YOU what is next on my nonexistent agenda: Part 6 of Death Becomes Us, another installment of the Nightmare Factory (I'm thinking maybe Haunted House Eddie?), and I want to get the next chapter of I'm on Fire out because we are so close to the "end" and there's so much going on, it's going to keep me up at night to not have a resolution. It will also be time to celebrate when I finish IOF because it was the first fanfic series I ever posted here😭
Oh Eric Draven is such a good choice for a vampire bartender at Sacrament! And I can't believe you mentioned Gina Davis from Cutthroat Island omggggg core memory unlocked.
I'm even more in love with you because you read my little Twilight Zone au 🥹 But again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to reach out. Encouragement and messages like this inspire me to keep going, and you just filled up my tank 🥹
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house-of-slayterr · 1 year
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Zsasz Family Headcannons:
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An: I’ve had a very long, but good day, so I don’t want to write full fics rn. But I can’t just not post today that’s lame lol. More Hannibal family to come soon, and I might start a new Lost Boys series, I haven’t decided yet.
Tag: @keffirinne @flaysthings @howl-fantasies
Victor:
Big old fucking softie!!! SOFTIE ALERT!!!
Like he’s not as hard as he thinks he is
Boy listens to disco, ain’t nobody truly evil ever listen to disco! That would just be anti black of them. And if there is one thing Victor Zsasz isn’t, it’s a racist.
You’re telling me, despite not being a hero, this goober wouldn’t cut off a racists hands to prove a point? 👀 I mean think about it!!! Like he’s not gonna go around saving people, but he’s also not just going to let it slide if he sees it
Now, after that complement, he deserves a diss as well. Mother fuckers favourite ice-cream flavour is chocolate! Which is never the right answer!
Victor is an excellent dancer. Carmine totally made him take ballroom lessons as a young boy. And when he’s not at work, he’s taking Y/N out dancing! But we all know what activity that ends in 👀
Victor may think he’s invincible but he’s really not. He doesn’t know when enough and enough, but he will listen to those closet to him. If Maggie or V or Y/N begged him to take a day off and rest, he’d reluctantly do it. Victor doesn’t like feeling useless, so he wouldn’t like not working.
This applies mentally as well. He’s insane sure, but even is insane folk need a mental health day or moment sometimes. I think Vic may be physically unable to cry, but that doesn’t mean the feelings that cause tears don’t get to him. He fronts it all with rage and jokes, but I think no matter how duly, he does feel other emotions. I mean fucker loves Y/N with everything he has, he’s got a heart, he just needs to be taught how to use it.
I do think he would loose it if someone in his “family” died, I mean even with Falcone Victor went a little more off the rails then usual. But as we discussed in a previous headcannon, Victor SNAPS if his Y/N, his amazing wife, the love of his life, his soulmate, dies. And I don’t actually know if anyone, even the others could bring him back from that. Before Y/N, the thought that he’d one day fine someone to actually love him how he is, was what kept him going. Once he found that, he’s not letting it go for anything.
Back to a little more lighthearted. Victor does own colours… they’re just in his second closet. He has a work closet, and a regular closet. I still think he likes to keep it dark, but I can see him adding white, and royal, dark colours like reds, greens or purples. Just a little pop to make him feel special. And match whatever his beautiful wife is wearing, which he thinks she looks best in red (I wonder why🤨)
I think he enjoys being pampered. Both he and Basil are confident in their masculinity and don’t really let feminine things stop them. I mean neither man is one to let other people tell him what to do in the first place. They don’t care what anyone thinks about them. But I can see him taking Y/N or his girls to get mani pedis. He’d not get any colours, but he’d get his nails cleaned up and do a clear coat, or maybe a very subtle glitter. I mean man loves disco, a disco ball on his nails is the way to go!
Y/N:
She also tries to hide her feelings like Victor. But believe it or not, she’s not as convincing as she thinks she is. Even Jim has been able to pick up on some of her minor tells.
Y/N is a control freak. She doesn’t like deviating from the plan, and takes things like being on time very seriously. The only time she ever breaks script is if she’s horny, or caught up in another emotion. I think she actually feels her emotions too intensely. Her impulse control is strong, but as a learned trait. But if she’s truly caught off guard by an emotion, she’ll give into whatever urge that spurs up in here. Sad, run away. Happy, be vocal about it. Angry, kill. Horny, fuck her husband until he forgets any name other than hers.
This is why I think she was so quick to adopt that motherly role. She never wanted to be a mom, it wasn’t something she planned. But I’m the cases of Basil and Maggie, she was overrun by an emotion. Maggie was curiosity, and Basil was greed. Even with little V it was pity when taking on the role of step mother.
Y/N, unlike her husband, is not afraid to take time off. In fact sometimes she does it just to see if Oswald will get upset. She still likes to know her schedule, but when she’s in charge of the change in plans, she’s less worried about it. Wether it’s time off just because she wants to, needs a mental health day, is too injured to work and needs time to heal, or one of her “kitty’s” needs mamas help. She will gladly take that time. (Selena and Brucie are included in her kitten litter, but obviously Maggie and Basil come first)
She cares a lot about appearance, and in tern her families appearance. She totally plans family spa days to make sure everyone is looking their best at all times. But hey, she doesn’t hear anyone complaining. She totally feels like a school field trip aid, trying to wrangle all her ducklings. He husband included, he usually needs the most wrangling.
Y/N may or may not have a teeny eeney addiction problem. She’s turned to drugs and alcohol I’m the past. Because miss girl does not know how to talk about her feelings, at least not before Maggie comes along. And she’s not that great of an influence about it at first either. She pressured Maggie into joining her for drinks and drugs before. But she probably took a long hard look in the mirror after that and realised that she shouldn’t drag people into her problem. I feel like despite still struggling with it, and not really in the headset to give it up yet, she’d probably flip if any of them started to turn out like her. Like a few drinks here and there are fun, but there probably an unspoken “no hard drugs allowed by anyone in this house or your loosing your hand privileges” rule. If she need a loophole around this (if she gave into the cravings to curve her pain) she proably say something dumb like “well I didn’t bring it into the house” she knows it doesn’t comfort anyone but it makes her feel better.
She’s never gonna be a hero, her and Victor like their lives as villains. Having the title of Gotham’s most feared couple. But especially if she grows closer to Bruce, she does genuinely want a better Gotham for her children. She doesn’t want anyone to have to go through all that she’s gone through. She pretends nothing can traumatise her anymore, but those first scars in her mind burn the brightest. She grows more cautious and carful with age, not haphazardly throwing herself into danger anymore. She has proper plans in place if anything were to happen to her or Victor, she just doesn’t tell anyone about it. Can’t have them thinking she’s going soft or anything. And she does try to be a good example for her children in her own way. Sure, teaching your child the proper way to stab and disarm someone isn’t a traditional thing for a parent to pass down, but it’s practical. She’s teaching them how to survive, and hopefully thrive here in Gotham. It would kill her to see one of her little birdies shot down before her. Again, she doesn’t vocalise it though. Jim might not agree with everything she does, but she’s not a monster. She always does the “right thing”, but her version of right might just be a little different. But whatever she does, she does it with certainty and conviction. Her hearts in the right place, she just had things twisted for her from a young age.
Now while she might not vocalise her love for her family very often. She is a PROUD mama bear. Let me tell you. If any goon in Gotham is dumb enough to go after one of her kids… she will make it very known how much of a mistake that is. EVERYONE in Gotham knows very well that you don’t mess with Mama’s kids. But some of them are dumb enough to do it anyways. I could imagine when Jeremiah first joins the side of the villains, and goes after Bruce or V, she’ll give him a warning first. “You see that,” points to them “that right there is one of mine. And next time you put your grubby little hands on one of them, I will cut them off and shove them up your ass!” She doesn’t need to tell them she loves them, it more than shows in her actions.
She enjoys her dumb little domestic moments, just as much as she enjoys killing. Surprisingly, even though she doesn’t think so, she’s in her element in both.
Maggie:
I don’t think Maggie knows how to put herself first lol. Even in the beginning with Oswald, she compromised what she wanted for what she could have instead. Having Oswald as a friend was more important than her original plan. She’s willing to change her life at the drop of a hat, if it means making someone else happy. And when she does put herself first, she feels selfish and panics.
When Maggie loves, she loves intensely and she falls hard. And that’s in any kind of relationship, friends, family, lovers, even one night stands are full of passion with her. I don’t think she knows how to do anything casually. She wears her heart on her sleeve and sometimes it gets her hurt. But I think she falls in love more so with the idea of a person, instead of the person themselves. She ignores so many red flags because of this, because she craves the attention and the warmth love gives her.
I haven’t mentioned it in a while, but Maggie does have her Bachelors in Botany. She is a professional at her job. Her little flower shop adventures aren’t just a means to an end job. She truly enjoys it and feels at home when surrounded by plants. I think she really likes nature in general. She really loves animals but I don’t think she would ever take a pet for herself. She thinks it’s best to admire from afar.
Maggie fully encourages V’s education. She’s the one that drops the girl off at school everyday, and picks her up from Bruce’s house at the end of her shift. Maggie is the one Victor would give custody’s too if anything happened to him, cause he knows V will be in good hands. I can see her staying up late and helping V with homework.
I think Maggie seeks great comfort in her family. She probably ‘borrows’ an item from of them because it smells like them. Like stealing Basil’s hoodies, Y/N’s dresses, V’s beanie or Victor’s knife holster. Sometimes she wishes she had something of Jim’s, but she’s not creepy like Vic and wouldn’t take something without him knowing.
V:
My girl is gay and she has it fucking bad. Of course, she doesn’t really know that’s what it is at first. She never expected her first ever crush to be on Selena Kyle. And Maggie is the one she’d go to to talk about it. Y/N and her dad aren’t going to be sensitive about it, and she’s a sensitive girl. Maggie helped her understand what she was feeling, and couched her on what to do next.
V is also really fucking smart. Like she’s constantly reading something new. Despite never having gone to a proper school, she was able to teach herself most things. Growing up on the streets of Gotham, you had to be smart. Anything less as an immediate death sentence. She probably used to break into the library and borrow their computers to learn more.
She doesn’t talk much unless provoked. She grew used to be all on her own, so it’s strange for her to grow used to this new full family. She never even expected her dad to except her, and now she had more family then she knew what to do with. But that’s not a bad thing, she can just be a little sheltered is all. Beside, what teen wants to talk about their feelings?
V sees violence for what it is. Violence born out of necessity and survival doesn’t bother her. But she’s not as crazy as her father. She tries to minimise the damage she does unless she’s deemed someone as “unsavable” in which case she won’t hesitate. Sure, maybe it’s playing god, but she’s got time to mellow out.
She’s also not immune to emotions, like at all. Poor girl is a raging hormonal mess. She lashes out, and screams until her lungs are dry. Normal teenage shit. Except normal I’m Gotham is normal everywhere else. She doesn’t feel guilt for killing out of survival, but she may express regret for killing out of anger. She doesn’t like being angry, or the things it makes her do.
She dreams of one day getting out of Gotham. Experiencing somewhere new, somewhere brighter. It’s what drives her everyday, knowing she’s working toward a better future for herself. She’ll weasel her way into Bruce’s private school so she can receive the best possible education. And by “weasels” I mean Y/N and Victor having a little “chat” with the principal. Victor thought her want to go to school was stupid, but Y/N supported it fully.
Basil:
Aromantic/Asexual, why, because I said so and we need more representation. I mean yes, there was love and reproduction on his planet, but even back then, he didn’t really understand it. Out of all of them, Basil is the one that genuinely does not feel him emotions. His are probably the most stunted. There’s not really a facade for him to drop, he doesn’t pretend to be anyone unless the mission directly calls for it.
I mean why would a perfectly stable (at least from an outside view) fine young gentlemen, give up his perfectly fine life in National City with his family, to go love with a Villain from Gotham? Of course, no one from National City knows that Y/N is like one of the top villains. But what they don’t know won’t hurt them. He grew sick of pretending back home with his sister, and while of course he would come running if his sisters life was in risk, he has no intentions of ever calling that place his home. Kara fit in, he didn’t. She loved it there, he didn’t. The choice was simplex
Perhaps that’s why he took to Maggie so fast. Replace one older sister with another. And Maggie was much more “down to earth” both literally and figuratively. Kara was naive and lived with her head in the clouds, Maggie has a little more reality ground into her. But some parts of her remind him of his sister, like her almost always cheerful persona, her willingness to help, and the way she’s the only one who can make him feel like a person. Maggie makes him feel human, which at first scared him, but the longer he spent around her, the slightly less disdain he had for their kind. Maggie makes him see the good in humanity; but it a way that was less Disney Princess than Kara. Maggie’s optimism was palatable and contagious.
His relationship with Y/N isn’t the healthiest one. It borders on almost Stock Holm syndrome at first. He blindly fallows orders and would do anything without question. He respects her greatly; as she was the first person to make him feel something other than boredom for the first time in his life. She made life exciting and he craved that little bit of adrenaline he was capable of experiencing. Y/N is sort of like an addiction. But it mellows out as he grows more in touch with his emotions, and their relationship becomes a little less formal.
I’ve stated it before, but Basil doesn’t really get along that well with Vic. He’s indifferent to most people, but he actually dislikes Victor and Jim. Why you might ask? Because they’re going after his girls. Yes HIS girls, that is how he sees them. It’s not jealousy though, there’s nothing to be jealous of. He simply doesn’t think they’re good enough. Victor is unpredictable, brash and reactive, often times getting Y/N hurt either emotionally or physically. Basil also thinks Victor to be stupid (which he is not, Victor just doesn’t really share his knowledge with anyone. He liked being seen as the goofy assassin) Basil once tried to kill Victor when Y/N got seriously hurt (of course Victor wasn’t taking it lightly either, he was probably pissed at himself already) and only Y/N herself was able to stop him. Since then he can be Civil for her sake, but he wouldn’t hesitate to kill Victor the second something he did for her killed.
Basil is also capable of being Civil with Jim. I mean he was able to convince Oliver Queen that he was a friend, how hard would it be to feign an acquaintanceship with the cop? But unlike with Victor where he’s more likely to give the man the silent treatment, he is vocal when Jim does something he doesn’t approve of. Y/N is grown, she can protect herself, but despite Maggie being almost three years older than him, he most definitely views her like a child. And he’s seen first hand how fragile she is. He doesn’t appreciate the Detective playing with Maggie’s emotions. Y/N probably had to remind him sometimes that Maggie is infact a big girl and can handle herself. But even she babies the girl sometimes, so who is she to judge. Maggie’s fiercely overprotective of the two of them.
Now when V comes along… oh dear god. My boy is a MESS. That’s a child! That’s a literal CHILD!!!! His own little sister 🥺. If Maggie thought he was overbearing with her, Lord did she underestimate him. He is fucking putty in V’s hands. Anything the girl wants, she gets. He can’t say no to her. I mean do you blame him? She bats her eyes and his brain just shuts off. He doesn’t like touch much, but Maggie and V are the only two he seeks that sort of comfort with. Yeah, Y/N is allowed to touch him, but that’s not really the nature of their relationship. Maggie almost always initiates touch with him. But with V, he just picks her up all the time. He keeps her close whenever he can cause he likes having her around.
Basil cares as little about Oliver’s team as he does about his sisters team in the DEO. He’ll come if they really need him, but his top priority is protecting immediate family. Sure would Maggie be devastated if he let Oliver or Thea die? Of course, but that didn’t matter, because she would be safe, and he could be there to console her. He tries not to have to visit National city or Star City much because faking all the time got tiring.
I don’t think this man has ever actually smiled in his entire life. Yeah he can be a cocky shit, and besides a frown, a smirk is the only other thing that’s graces his face. But he doesn’t smile. Now that doesn’t mean he’s not happy; he just doesn’t know hot to convey that. But his happiness is reserved for family, and they’re able to read him just fine.
Uncle Harvey:
Totally doesn’t accidentally blame himself for Y/N addiction problem. He was supposed to be the one “good” constant in her life. He arrested the girl enough times, that she began to jokingly refer to him as “Uncle Harvey” and that’s sort of how their relationship went. He was willing to turn the other way on somethings as long as she never took things too far. The couple of times she’d shown up at his apartment and needed a place to stay, sure he was always nice to her, but there were always empty bottles around. I’m pretty sure it’s cannon in show he has an alcohol problem. Harvey wasn’t a saint, but he at least tried to help Gotham.
I high key get Dad vibes from him. I think Harvey originally wanted children, but something went wrong for him. The way he looked at Scottie in that one episode, I could just tell he wanted to start a family with her. And he grew Bitter and pessimistic after things fell apart and he fell more into his bad habits. Probably convincing himself he didn’t deserve that family he had in his head anymore. So when Maggie came around and actually wanted to spend time with him, he was annoyed at first. But it grew on him. And he saw the same thing in Jim when he looked at Bruce and Selena. He’s got his own little unconventional family now. Jim, his partner in crime, Y/N, Maggie and Bruce. He doesn’t really interact with V or Basil much, and he avoid Victor at all costs! Selena isn’t much of a fan of his either. But he already has his hands full.
Harvey shows up when things are important. Maggie’s goes back to school and is graduating? He’ll be there. Y/N is having a mental breakdown and has no one else to turn to, he’s all ears. Bruce throws one of his Gala’s Harvey is always on time. He’s supportive when they’re doing well, and a little more lenient than Jim when they fuck up. A few slaps on the wrist never hurt anybody right? Harvey wasn’t perfect, why should he expect them to be? He’s been in Gotham longer than the Young Detective and doesn’t have his same blind optimism. He understands there can never be no crime in Gotham City, that’s simply not how things work.
An: yea I included Harvey, I love him and I don’t include him enough in stuff. So deal with it 😈
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Build me your perfect casting for a new movie about our sassy little twink Scarecrow (we really need one) Any characters, any actors.
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Let's start with our sweet boy Jonathan: I don't think I can (and I certainly don't want to) accept anyone other than Mr. Murphy for this role. If he was great in The Dark Knight trilogy, he'd probably be even better now: more age appropriate, less boyish, but just as attractive AND creepy, because for me those are the two main traits any live action adaptation of Scarecrow needs. This time I'd probably make his hair dark auburn at least.
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I also need more movies where he wears glasses
Now, given that this is practically impossible, there are a couple of more realistic options I wouldn't be so mad about:
Bill Skarsgård
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This is a very self-indulgent pick. I find him attractive, he looks good with glasses, and he knows how to be scary. Is he the best actor for the role? I don't know. Is he hot enough for me to overlook that and enjoy a very slutty and sexy Scarecrow again? Yes.
Caleb Landry Jones
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He would be my first choice if I actually answered with my brain. He can look very creepy and messed up (as he did in Antiviral), but he still has that cute boy aura about him. Extra points for being a redhead because I'm a Year One bitch.
Michael Pitt
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What can I say? I like him in villainesque roles and he makes a great psychopath. I wasn't particularly fond of the way he portrayed Mason in Hannibal, but if he went the Funny Games route, we could have a very good Scarecrow.
Young Christopher Walken
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I can almost hear "call the police" here. If I had a time machine he'd be higher up in the list.
For our angsty playboy Bruce:
Robert Pattinson
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I'm not sure if this is a popular or unpopular opinion at this point, but he might be my favorite Bruce. I like the emo take and I genuinely enjoy his acting. I couldn't understand the backlash when he was announced as the next Batman, but I was introduced to his work by Cronenberg's Cosmopolis (I was never a Twilight girl, no hate to those who like the franchise), and I've also seen how capable he is in other indie movies, so I knew he would deliver.
I also adored Christian Bale's Bruce, and I'm a bigger fan of TDK than The Batman, but Battinson has a special place in my heart.
Now let's think about the movie. I never spent too much time pondering on what my ideal Scarecrow movie would look like because we all know people just want yet another Joker movie and the chances of this happening are close to zero, but there are two things I would like to see:
His background story. We all know that, no matter the universe, he always gets tormented beyond what any human could -or should be able to- stand. I feed on trauma and seeing my favorite characters mentally and physically destroyed, so this is a must. If you ask me, I favor the great-granny option because it's crueler and makes for a more interesting character.
The parallelisms between him and Batman. This may be one of the most interesting points raised by Year One. I want them to be portrayed almost as mirror images. Their actions are fueled by childhood trauma, their motivations are driven by fear, but they end up fulfilling radically opposite yet complementary roles... I want this to explore the nature vs. nurture debate on what makes someone's psyche develop in a specific way, and I want it to be dark and twisted. Give me an even darker Bruce.
As for what other characters I'd like to see here, without a plot in mind, I can't really go deeper, but some options would be:
Great granny Keeny: because in my mind she's the main catalyst of his villain downward spiral. I want her to be somewhat attractive and comic book accurate (let's face it, she's FINE), but I have no one in mind. I picture her as an older version of either Bedelia Du Maurier from Hannibal or Ethel Cripps from The Sandman... Maybe an artificially aged Gillian Anderson would do the trick.
Linda Friitawa (Fright): a very underrated and ignored character that I'd like to see a live action adaptation of. Again, I never fully developed a plot in my mind, so I don't know if there would be a possibility to fit her anywhere and I also wouldn't want to take away from the homoerotic undertones of Scarecrow and Batman's love/hate relationship, because that's essential for me and my very self-indulgent, half-baked idea of a Scarecrow movie. Anya Taylor-Joy would be perfect here.
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...and that's it for now. Although I'll probably regret not mentioning Nygma (not Nashton) and a few others as soon as I hit "post"! ♡ Thanks for your ask @ninja-potato-shelby-solomons ♡
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The holy trinity of blorbos/OTPs - Hannigram, Loustat, and Lacho. ❤️
So true, bestie! And thank you for giving me the opportunity to compare and contrast (I mean, not that I needed it and not that you asked for it, but here we gooooooo!)
So on Team Humanity side, we have Will, Louis, and Nacho. Will is on the side of law and order, but I'd argue he's uncomfortable there. His pathological empathy gives him a desire to use it to help others, but I think he ironically harbors a lot of resentment. He's constantly bleeding into other people, struggling to hold on to his own identity. It would be exhausting to be never sure which feelings are yours and which feelings are coming from other people. He tries to put up boundaries, but his work in the FBI requires him to not only take those boundaries down, but to open himself to the worst humanity has to offer. No wonder he's a mess. So even though he's our law and order character, I think that he's also the most tempted by the freedom Hannibal offers him In contrast, we have Louis and Nacho, who have already thoroughly corrupted themselves before their tempters show up. Louis and Nacho embrace criminality because they like money. (I think there's also something to be said that they're both men of color in a racist society, which leads them to hold law and order in contempt, but maybe that's another post.) They feel bad about it, sort of, and I would argue neither of them are in it for thrill of power. They're just extremely practical. They're also devoted to their families, which keeps them connected to their humanity, even as they make the choice to ignore their conscience for the sake of profit.
The great what-if question of Lacho fandom is what would have happened if Lalo came to run things after Tuco's imprisonment rather than Hector? Of our Team Humanity trio, Nacho's the only one who is not even a little tempted when his tempter offers him everything...but there are so many outside factors that it's hard to tell if he always would have refused, under any circumstances.
Lalo was never really an option for him because of Gus's blackmail. I think he could have rolled the dice and called Gus's bluff about the Hector stuff - like, honestly, who are the Salamancas going to believe? But once Gus had the gun to Papa's head, Nacho decided the risk was too great. He's genuinely disgusted by Lalo and Hector's conversation about what they did to the professor, but that's a conversation he never would have heard if Lalo had been Tuco's replacement
And Lalo's seduction was seriously half-assed, mostly because he took for granted that Nacho was his already. The too-little, too-late Mexican wedding proposal was lazy and would have never worked anyway because of the Gus situation.
But what if Lalo had arrived when Nacho was still able to be tempted? Because of the three of them, I think Nacho was the least bothered by his conscience. Louis felt pressure to keep his family in the style to which they were accustomed, and they happily turned a blind eye to how he was doing it (with the exception of his brother). Without that pressure, I don't think Louis would have chosen his life, and his confession to the priest shows how tormented he was. Nacho's dad, by contrast, severely disapproved of Nacho's criminal behavior. But Nacho shrugged him off. He enjoyed it too much. I don't think there's any indication Nacho wasn't having a good time being a criminal in season 1. The only reason he wants to get rid of Tuco is because he fears for his safety, not because he is morally repulsed by Tuco's evil.
So our one character out of the three who makes the firmest rejection of evil and temptation is the one whose morals are arguably the weakest. Which is really interesting!
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3.11 here we go!
Alright Ms. Barnaby, get it!
I appreciate that this guy calls him wanker through the ups and downs.
Walks right past his mom and her suitcase. Bro, how?
Good god, I would not want to work with my partner at a restaurant. This is probably just a me thing, but I hated working at a restaurant and I also dated a coworker. When we broke up, dude was supes weird until I confronted him about it. Like, my guy, I’m literally a cashier closing out all of your tables checks… so you really thing you can awkwardly avoid me for the next however long we both work here? Anyway, maybe it’s different if you were together before or are in a different country in which you actually get paid decently, but like I don’t recommend working together in a customer service job.
“Would you care to wait not here?” Love that for her. I’ve been there and felt that. I don’t care if you are only two minutes early, we aren’t open go away.
She’s really trying to hold it down for Nate. Good try, Jade.
Colin’s soft, “okay,” backed up by his and Isaac’s small nods. 👌
I love Bumbercatch, and wish we could have seen him explain it himself.
75 kebabs? Dear lord, I want to both hug and smack Isaac. So, silly. These players have my heart (I count will despite him not actually being a player).
No. Finger peanut butter cannot be a shared jar situation, I don’t care how closely related you are. I already thing it’s a gross concept to begin with. Get a spoon! Stop spreading your germs!
I love Ted’s explanation on the symbols. Beard fixing the oven for him, totes on brand.
A week?! And no call? You just show up?
She brought her suitcase. For why, if she was still planning on staying at the hostel? Like don’t they have lockers to keep your things safe?
Ted, I see where you get it from, and also completely feel you. Side note: that song she was quoting/singing (idk) will always remind me of the movie Mrs. Winterbourne, which I love.
Sam, being so adorable!
Jaime! What? Don’t feel bad! Also, I cackled when he said it, though.
“That goal is a lie. It should be retracted from the records.” Bro, what? Are you a lawyer now? And do you need a hug?
Blonde reporter lady does a wonderful job of just sitting there, in the front row, making reactionary faces.
Rebecca seems so excited to me her. So cute!
She’s also enjoying those kebabs as much as she usually does her biscuits. I’m jealous of the level of free food Rebecca gets while working.
“No Ted, I’m buying a horse.”
Agreed, Dottie, his hair is fabulous.
Van Damme out here looking like Hannibal Lecter.
Trent understands Roy!
What was this crying? I shouldn’t laugh. But I am.
“Where the fuck are my wings, Roy?!?!” 😂😂
Will being so angry after Roy says, “missed a good one.” I love him. These idiots are my precious.
“Tooting.”
“That’s why I’m still married and all of my sons are alive.” Higgins, so good.
Beard is going to lose his mind! Although, I appreciate Roy being Roy “I don’t give a fuck” Kent. ❤️❤️❤️
Trent is so excited at the prospect that the Bruce Springsteen store might be true. Another side note: I don’t enjoy listening to Bruce Springsteen because he sounds constipated. 🤷‍♀️
Trent awkwardly holding onto them and sort of doing a kind of body shimmy.
Barbara. Gold star! Every time! 😂😂
Keeley is so cute!
“No, I’m in love.”
Mae, I need one of you in my life.
Coldplay… I don’t listen to them because after you have heard one of their songs, you’ve heard them all (much like Brad Paisley, I said what I said).
“Or getting your pocket picked.”
Wow, way to dismiss him Dottie. Also, you and he both are so similar (I say after only 20 minutes).
The high five to the face! 😂😅
If I went to a restaurant and that happened, I’d leave. I don’t like secondhand embarrassment. I can’t handle it.
“I didn’t think about that, yeah.”
Keeley, I’m not sure that is helpful.
That’s right Colin! Put away your phone.
Dani, so happy to see Roy and Keeley back to… sitting together as friends.
You’ve Got Mail. These sweethearts!❤️🥹
Sure Sleepless in Seattle is great, but have you seen Joe vs the Volcano? Those trunks were to die for, THanks was hilarious, and MRyan played three completely different, weird, and wonderful parts. I will always pick JvtV over SiS and YGM.
Keeley, you’re in a bright neon pink coat, why were you walking like that?
These kids.
She’s so excited to see her son. I love it.
“It’s dead natural.”
Jade, same. Work is only for during hours you get paid.
“It’s like I got it in my soul.” 🥺😢
Such a good mom.
Why’d the camera pan to both posters after he walked out? I never really put too much belief into Roy/Keeley/Jaime… but man if this season hasn’t changed that.
“Love, love you.” 😂😂
This song reminds me of Selena the movie.
Rebecca, Higgins, and Keeley being iconic.
Nice, pass!
“Masked Canadian.”
Jaime, no. 😳😬
“I can’t say who, ‘cause then you’d know what I’ve done.”
“Sometimes they just do it with their knife-hands.” What is this wonderfully ridiculous show? 😂
Higgins, I love you.
Aww, I love them cheering for him. Jaime deserves it.
“You have fun with your water.” I love Jaime being such a good teammate with his team.
I appreciate you, Ted Lasso.
“Fuuuucckk.”
The three of them being all cute together.
I also appreciate Jade.
He definitely looks like a serial killer.
Coach Beard’s backstory! Honestly, such a good backstory for him. Makes sense… for both of them and a good tie in to showing forgiveness.
Yes, Ted! I appreciate this. This entire talk. It’s great.
My advice will always be divorce Rupert. I assume that’s what this is about, but even it wasn’t the advice stands.
Oh my goodness, this song! 😍😍(there’s no heart ears)😍😍
He’s going home.😢
And this song! 😍😍
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