They are literally the "Badly injured and almost dead but still beautiful" concept.

Look at them. Pretty boys.

Hannibal song of the day : song no. 5

a bit about the song:

"Breezeblocks"(released in 2012) is song by alt-J, written by Thom Sonny Green, Gwilym Sainsbury, Gus Unger-Hamilton & Joe Newman(the whole group), most likely their most popular song. It starts off mellow and quiet guitar, interchanging between build ups and drops with synthesisers and a lot of deep bass, drums and other percussion instruments till the end of the song, which ends with an arrangement of overlapping vocals, like a choir. It fits genres like indie rock, indie pop, art rock and folktronica. The song itself tells a story of two lovers, where one of them wants to leave the relationship, feeling unsafe and unfulfilled but the other is obsessive and deranged and so in love that they don't let the other leave, the desire and love being so strong that they dare to hurt their lover and themselves just to make them stay. There can be another meaning to the song when taking the music video into the account(that the group themselves said is kind of different but managed to fit the vibe), which is filmed in reverse, presenting a narrative where a man kills a woman(maybe an ex or smth) who was most likely keeping his wife hostage. Since the chain of events is presented in reverse, it looks as if the man is the abusive lover trying to kill his wife, although by the end we find out he was actually defending his wife and killed the woman that kidnapped his wife, sending a message to not judge a book by its cover - don't assume and judge until you know the full story. It also references a book "Where the Wild Things Are" by Maurice Sendak, talking about a young boy who misbehaved badly at home and got scolded for it. His hostile and intense emotions sent him to an imaginary jungle with creatures called "The Wild Things". In this world, he feels appreciated and powerful as the wild things make him a king, but as soon as he realises the responsibilities a king has are hard, he wants to leave and go back home, to his loving mother who took care of him and coudl depend on, but the creatures don't want him to leave, threatening cannibalism (woah i wonder why I am writing this), saying "Oh, please don’t go! We’ll eat you whole! We love you so!". The band thought of it as a very powerful image and referenced these words in the song. In the end, the boy does manage to get away, unlike the lover of this song.

yeah sorry for the long intro to the song um. i've loved this song for years I swear I could listen to it forever so.

overall the song creates such a chilling mix between aggression and affection it's just so fucking insane and well. very hannigram. I think that was expected. Tbh i feel like it's prob known to fannibals, i made a post once asking ppl for song recommendations for hannibal and this song has shown up a few times and honestly? it fits them SO. WELL. especially when you think about the whole mizumono episode. The music video reminded me of mizumono a lot... so I'll be basing this on that episode a lot...

Pardon me for the pain i'm gonna provide today<3

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Verse 1

"She may contain the urge to run away But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks"

The girl doesn't want to be in the relationship with the man anymore, maybe recognizing that he is not in a good state of mind or she just believes they're not fit for each other anymore, whichever it is, she is contemplating getting out of the relationship, which she feels trapped in, or the man feels like he's scaring her away, hence her "running away"; He doesn't like this, being way too attached for her, he can't just let her run away after the comfort she brought him and the strong emotions he developed towards her, so he decided to weigh her down (literally) by drowning her with breezeblocks. Metaphorically, Breezeblocks are blocks used for building houses and are supposed to represent foundation here, so perhaps he has been making her stay by guilt tripping her about everything that they have built together and the fact that she can't just "leave behind" the trust, support, stability and safety that they have gained from each other - the foundation of their relationship. After she wasn't giving her idea of leaving up, he decided to actually weight her down with their foundation in forms of breezeblocks. In my eyes, the soggy clothes could also have a little bit of meaning, soggy clothes being quite uncomfortable and probably clinging to her(just like he does) - perhaps they're soggy from the times he was guilt tripping her, perhaps tears were shed and her clothes getting soggy just represent the manipulation and fakeness of them, or the severity of the situation and how long it has been going on and how this has affected her (made her feel heavy at heart and uncomfortable)

I think these lyrics summarise THE monologue in Mizumono and hannigram's plans quite perfectly. Will wanting to run away (from hannibal unfortunately...) and as Hannibal realised his plan of betrayal, reacted very aggressively by literally gutting him (sogging his clothes with blood ig) and breaking down the foundation they have built, more or so with words, but also the knife he uses. At this point I have no idea if its a linoleum knife (knife used for building, houses, rugs and FOUNDATIONS OF A BUILDING.) or a kerambit or smth else but I'll stick to the linoleum here(also check out this post about his choice for the knife, it drives me fucking insane) and say that this is how Hannibal tears down the foundation they have built together. Not only does he gut him, he talks to Will about how betrayed he feels that he was planning to leave him, after letting Will see him, after building this foundation of trust and support for each other. Hannibal was there, understanding Will and offering support and stability and he saw that Will could provide it for him back, which he chose to do only to get closer to him to betray him and take away his happiness (Will...) and stable, carefully crafted life he had. Will was something very important to Hannibal, a person that changed him and made him feel love for once, and then he lied about accepting him. He can't handle losing Will so he would make him stay and tear him down, hurt him, if that's what it would take.

"Cetirizine, your fever’s gripped me again Never kisses, all you ever send are fullstops (La la la la)"

Citrizine is a medicine used for fevers, suggesting the man is so obsessed with her that she makes him ill and stressed (overheated and overwhelmed and overthinking, hence the fever) and he needs medicine. She is constantly rejecting him, rejecting his affections and never giving any to him but instead stopping him, although it can also allude to texts, her not ending them with "xx" (kisses) but with full stops, being quite cold and distant with him.

well first, for the show it can allude to how Hannibal literally gave Will a fever and the amount of aspirin Will took cuz of that if we take this literally, but that mean the roles would have to switch so, instead in my eyes I think of how bothered and overwhelmed Will probably made Hannibal feel the more interested and obsessive he got over Will. I can't imagine how many times this man probably thought of him everyday and overthought stuff (jesus seriously hes obsessed) and how ill and diseased (although alive) Hannibal probably felt (maybe diseased and ill after he knew Will's plan...); the affections the girl is rejecting from her lover could represent how distant Will was with Hannibal at first.

"Do you know where the wild things go? They go along to take your honey (La la la la)"

This is a reference from the book "Where the Wild Things Are". The band suggested that the lyrics are about jealousy, the protagonist being jealous of other people who are catching his lovers attention instead of him, maybe this is a conversation between them about this concern, telling his lover that those people are bad and will use her and leave her(take away her honey); Maybe he's trying to convince her that he would never do that - although he technically is, eating away at whatever support and love(the honey) she has to offer for him.

I feel like this presents why Hannibal decided to isolate Will in the first place, taking away everything from him (or at least how he wants Will to see it, as we know that he was just trying to make his plan come true and return some of the things Will cared about so much). He saw everything that Will had interest in (Alana, Abigail, although he kept her for Will, Margot's child etc) as a threat to his plan of having Will all to himself and so he took them away - because he believed that they were both bad for Will but also because they were not in Hannibal's best interest. Also doesn't he like kill Will's wife in season 3 idk yet dont tell me

"Break down, now weep, build up breakfast Now let’s eat, my love, my love, love, love (La la la la)"

This probably references the many fights the couple had and protagonist's method of trying to make it up to her by trying to get back into a loving, normal routine, forgetting the fights, doing things such as letting her sleep it off and making a breakfast, starting the day over - The breakfast being his love for her. This is most likely to say that acts of service for her would be his love language and he would feel loved if she accepted his services, as well as offerings(his love) he makes for her.

for Hannibal:

do i like. have to explain this one

first of all lets be real cooking and making ppl commit accidental cannibalism is his love language (even better when they are aware of it and accept it knowingly so u dont have to make them commit accidental cannibalism to feel like u're normal for enjoying it and ure not a monster and God didn't punish u by making u eat ur own sister and enjoy it and that they accept and understand u for this and are def not doing it as a manipulation tactic to get u closer to them... that's not smth Will would do to Hannibal wdym)

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Chorus

"Muscle to muscle and toe to toe The fear has gripped me, but here I go My heart sinks as I jump up Your hand grips hand as my eyes shut And I, ah-ah-ah-ah"

The chorus seems to depict the the physical fight going between the two lovers. The protagonist doesn't seem to be in his right mind as he says that even though the fear tried to stop him, he has lost control and is now hurting his loved one (or himself) - His fear of rejection making him not handle this situation well and taking the last leap of faith to "save" the relationship by physically forcing her into it. The harm can either be to himself or her, maybe threatenening suicide and her gripping his hand to stop him, or him hitting her and her trying to deflect his hand with her own.

For Hannibal, it's literally,,gutting Will. Or any physical fight or holding each other at gun point or any murder attempt they had. In mizumono, Hannibal is visibly heartbroken by Will's decisions, maybe regretting the choices hes about to take. Maybe for once he felt some fear hurting another person, the person being Will, but he pushes through it, knowing it had to be done, to show Will how he made him feel. The physical contact in this chorus could represent the hug that they shared (the most heartbreaking hug in tv history). His feelings seem to contrast with the violence in that scene so much it makes me so fucking depressed

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Verse 2

"[...}She bruises, coughs, she splutters pistol shots Hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks"

The words have a violent imagery to them, maybe to show the lover fighting back and still not agreeing to stay, maybe even trying to hurt him, her words feeling like pistol shots to him, or it could represent her drowning, trying to catch a breath. If that's what is happening, then he tries to remind himself of his point and to not help her, because she will run away - it's better to hold her down and make her stay.

Will's most common weapons is a gun or his hands and words, so i guess it fits his image quite well(not to mention the amounts of time he held Hannibal at gun point lol). These clearly never seemed to have affected Hannibal (until the last supper) and he continues through with his plan of taking everything away from Will, showing what he has lost by not staying by Hannibal's side.

"She’s morphine, queen of my vaccine My love, my love, love, love (La la la la)"

The protagonist compares her to morphine, a drug used to help with pain - clearly he is very dependent on her and uses her for emotional stability and support, losing that would make him insecure and breakdown, he can't lose her after the vulnerability he shared with her. This also fits with the expression "Love is a drug", which to him, her love is clearly like a drug, he has become obsessed, needing her love all the time, addicted to her, suggesting the intensity of emotions she makes him feel and just how obsessed he is - that's why he can't let her go.

The contrast between the dark, violent and destructive comparisons he makes of her, ignoring those destructive feelings and calling her his "love" really deepens the juxtaposition between aggression and affection the song potrays and shows just how blind the protagonist is.

I feel like this fits Hannibal's feelings about Will quite well, considering how obsessed he is with him, to the point of destruction and isolating him to have him all to himself (and also the fact that my man was CRYING after putting Will in prison, missing their therapy sessions. LIKE BITCH). He really puts Will high up on a pedestal, suggesting just how important and addictive Will is to him and how dependent he has become on Will after opening up to him, maybe even feeling like Will numbs his pain and loneliness of never being accepted for who he actually was.

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Verse 3

"[...]Germolene, disinfect the scene, my love, my love, love, love But please don't go, I love you so, my lovely"

This is the aftermath of the protagonist killing his lover. He realises that he killed her, getting an anticeptic(clearly unprepared for this and panicking, using some at-home antiseptic instead of something proper) to disinfect the scene off of his DNA. The realisation quickly hits him of what he has done, making him spiral into a breakdown as he realises that his actions didn't make her stay, they made her dead forever.

Hannibal clearly doesn't disinfect the scene in mizumono, he doesn't even wear his plastic suit or use the cloth that he always uses to not leave finger prints, there was no point in hiding anything anymore, Will helped FBI see through him, although we do see him "cleansing" himself off of the events by walking in the rain and trying to "comfort" Will, telling him to "wade into the quiet of the stream". I don't think these specific lyric apply to the situation much disinfection-wise, although it can represent Hannibal's state of mind, especially after realising everything he has done and the regret that came with it(does he feel guilty tho? i have no idea but the begging and love confessions in this line def represent his obsession and love for Will which left him very heartbroken after everything that was done)

also could represent Will........ him wanting to turn back, if he could only reverse time, undo the events so Abigail lives and everyone else lives..............ouch

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Refrain

"Please don't go, please don't go I love you so, I love you so Please don't go, please don't go I love you so, I love you so Please break my heart (Hey!) Please don't go, please don't go I love you so, I love you so Please don't go, please don't go I love you so, I love you so Please break my heart[...]"

the most beautiful part of the song in my opinion tbh. The layers, the build up, the overlapping vocals, it's all just so overwhelming and emotional and vulnerable.

the protagonist spirals, realising what he has done but not wanting it to be true, he's not ready yet to let go of his lover, slowly, he's losing self control and giving into his violent desires, he threatens cannibalism if she goes away(she can't really do anything my dude...) as he frantically confessse to her that he loves her. He just loves her so much and needs her so much, the desire is so strong that he will consume her if it means that she stays right beside him(or inside him), craving that impossible closeness, it's a way to forever remain with a loved one. This whole refrain is just so incredibly contradicting and depressing and desparate its insane

now, it's no secret that Hannibal doesn't want to let Will go and even consume him. He wants him to live but at the same time he wants to taste him, devour him. To love is to consume, but to consume is to devour and transform in reusable energy. He wants him as close as possible and for Will to accept his desires and give himself up, let him be his - but clearly that's not what Will wanted (yet).

...This one is so straightfoward especially considering Hannibal that I don't even know what to say really. The song itself just says it all perfectly.

in conclusion they are fucking insane for this and breezeblocks is the ultimate hannigram (specifically mizumono) song. 11/10

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additional notes:

was so excited for this one but i actually wrote less than i thought wow but maybe thats also cuz most of the song repeats. or im tired

idk if its cuz i literally dont know how to explain cannibalism as a metaphor of love or why but. at the same time the song just describes pretty well on its own

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my playlist

hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading<3

STARDEW VALLEY HANNIGRAM???

What the actual-?!

Really????

The voices won.

I regret nothing.

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Prison was boring.

Being locked up, as Hannibal expected, was all about routine and schedule. You wake up, eat, shower and shit when they tell you to. Good behavior was the key to bring back some of his old life pleasures: books and music, for example, were some of those achievements he earned.

But, Hannibal sensed he still needed something, or, someone to fill this void he called existence. After three years of isolation and intense silence, Hannibal couldn't help but to dig in every interaction he shared with his beloved.

In the time while they were apart, Will - somehow - managed to get engaged and marry a faceless woman and, as much as it hurt Hannibal, he couldn't deny he was happy to see Will as desperate as himself to try to easy the pain of their distance.

The lack of human contact didn't do great to his temperament and Hannibal knew we was becoming more "sassy" as days passed. He was bored. The bliss of the attention he received by the media was gone for ages. He found every assumption of his "diagnose" wrong and very dumb. "If this is the proof of human brightness, then we're destined to live in darkness" he thought.

It was this boredom that made him poke Alana Bloom until he discovered a way to taunt Will and to end his sickening loneliness.

Stardew Valley.

Apparently, it was farming game he could play with friends and family. And who was Will if not a friend and part of his family? Well, Hannibal guessed he had to find a way to play this exquisite video game with his precious Will.

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~ Inspired by this horrendous comic I drew on the printscreen brush tool a long time ago while I was sleep deprived and very very bored.

Text:

Will: "What is this game about?"

Hannibal: "I suppose it's a farm game, Will."

Will: "And, why you wanna play with me?"

Hannibal: "Well, Alana commented about it, and I'm curious."

Will: "I don't believe you."

Hannibal: "Come on, Will. I'm locked and bored. Help me out."

Will: "Fine."

Later...

Will *behind a computer screen*: "I still don't know how you manage to have those things."

Hannibal *also behind a computer screen*: "I'm a very behaved prisoner."

Will: "..."

Will: "No, look, let's just play."

[Stardew Valley home screen]

Hannibal: "Soo much hair options."

Will: "Shut up."

Hannibal: "What do I put on 'favorite thing?'"

Hannibal: "Such a hard question!"

Will: "I wrote 'dogs'"

Hannibal: "Yeah, I suppose you did."

Will: "You want me to ask, don't you?"

Hannibal: "Ask what?"

Will: "What did you write?"

Hannibal: "Oh, hoho... You would be surprised."

Will: "If you say 'pork' I'll kill you."

Hannibal: "Then, you better pick a knife."

Will: "Fuck you and your cannibal jokes, Hannibal!"

Hannibal: "Me and my jokes."

[Hannibal's character building screen:

Name: Hannibal M.D

Farm Name: Hospital

Favorite Thing: Will Graham ]

End.

AGAIN: SORRY ABOUT THE MAJOR GRAMMAR AND ENGLISH ERRORS. I WAS HALF ASLEEP HALF ALIVE AND I NEEDED SOME CRACK FIC TO KEEP GOING!

I wanted to post it somewhere because I keep laughing alone about what I made and wanted to share with other people.

The art is shit, but someday I'll make something better (I probably won't. Will I?)

★ ⸝⸝ Moments like this || Hannigram

Pairing; Will Graham (Lee) X Hannibal Lecter (Ler)

Content tags; Domestic Hannigram, talk about Will being a bit pudgy because YOU GUYS ARE SCARED TO ADDRESS IT!!, Swearing/playful name calling, Implied anxious Will, Very fluffy tickles, Cheer up tickles of some sort

Summary; Every night when they lay together in bed, Dr Lecter gets reminded exactly why he married Will Graham

Word count; 1.7K

It was moments like this when Will remembered why Hannibal was too good for him, too kind, too loving, too good for someone as awful and burdening as him "Come back to bed" Hannibal mumbled, sitting up on his elbows to watch his husband, Will Graham, pacing up and down the floor and biting nervously at his nails and shaking his head like a maniac.

"I can't relax, It's just- Go back to sleep i'll go elsewhere!-" Before Will could even turn to walk away, Hannibal was there, arms snaking around his waist and chin leaned on top of his shoulder, pressing a kiss to a scar there and sighing deeply.

"Come back to bed, Will..." Hannibal mumbled, starting to press more frequent and soft kisses to Will's shoulder, who just hummed softly in response, beginning to come undone in the arms of his lover.

"I'm sorry for waking you.. Didn't mean to bother" Will whispered as Hannibal laughed quietly "How many times do I have to tell you.. I chose all on my own to get out of bed and help. I knew what Marriage with you would be like but I still said 'I do" hm? You're not a bother, Will, regardless of what you say".

Will just sighed, he knew arguing with Dr Lecter got him nowhere.

"Your back is so tense..." Hannibal mumbled, kissing the back of Will's neck "Come, let me hold you for a while".

There was something purposeful about the way Hannibal led Will back to his spot in bed, Will's eyes were so heavy and his brain was foggy with sleep, so the real suspiciousness of the way Hannibal's usual smirk played on his lips didn't really register.

So as Will lay back down, arms tucked up under the pillow to support his head as he lay on his tummy, and with Hannibal beside him, he began to drift off, but when Hannibal noticed this he hummed softly "Will".

Will hummed gently in response, Hannibal moved closer to him with a soft sigh, placing his hand on Will's back, which was only clad by a very loose and oversized shirt, and rubbing gently, before his hand slowly and teasingly moved down his spine.

Will let out a gentle gasp, flexing his shoulders back and mumbling "Mmpphh, Hannibal.."

Before Will could get another word in, Hannibal shushed him "Shh.. Let me do this for my ler mood, if not to help you out".

Will blushed, it dawned on him that this wasn't going to be just one spine trace, he was about to be wrecked in some form or other, goosebumps rose on his skin at the idea, which Hannibal did NOT miss.

Hannibal couldn't help but chuckle softly, wrapping his arms around Will's waist and pulling him close, Will now laying on his side with his back pressed against Hannibal's chest.

Hannibal pulled the blanket up and fixed it around Will, who was shirtless. Hannibal didn't want him to be cold after all.

"Tell me what you need, hm? soft or... my level..?" Hannibal laughed gently, knowing that Will would need variety in such a vulnerable state.

He listened for a moment, but received no reply. He hummed, he decided to start softly, and figured that Will would let him know if he needed more, he knew that Will was just shy, and didn't want to say what he wanted.

"Stay still for me.." Hannibal cooed lovingly, one hand starting to rub Will's tummy tenderly and the other using a single finger to trace his side.

Will let out what can only be described as a soft squeal of shock, his immediate reflex to attempt to overpower and get away from Hannibal failed him once again (It never ACTUALLY worked and Lecter was convinced that Will did it just to try and act like he didn't enjoy it).

Hannibal chuckled "Shh.. Quiet down, I've got you, It's okay.. Does this tickle..?". Hannibal wasn't a teasy man, he wasn't very verbal and he preferred to tease physically, with soft teasing scribbles or wiggling fingers hovering over a sensitive spot, but Will was different.

Something about seeing Will's expressions twist and seeing his cheeks go red, listening to him stutter and whine as he attempted to formulate an answer to Hannibal's very rhetorical, very teasing question.. Was addicting, intoxicating, even, watching such a stoic and grumpy man turn into a weak, giggling little lee was just so incredibly liberating for Hannibal.

"H.. Hahannibal.." Will just about giggled out, Hannibal now moving his hand up to Will's ribcage, where he used the pad of his thumb to gently massage into one of Will's ribs "Hm?.. That tickle, Love?".

Will practically yelped, his back arching away from Hannibal, who was also laughing in amusement "PL- PLEHEASE!" he gasped, his hands grasping around Hannibal's wrists in a futile attempt to pull him off.

Hannibal couldn't help himself, he'd said it once and he'd say it again "Will.. Your giggles are so addictive.." he said with the utmost love in his voice, almost infatuation as he gazed at the squirming, giggling boy in his arms.

"Ah ah.. Keep still, Will. I'm nowhere near finished, I've barely even begun." Hannibal taunted gently, another smirk playing on his lips as Will let go of his wrists, now using his hands to cover his face, his whines and repetition of his husbands name now muffled by the soft palms of his own hands, creating his own giggly prison as it frees Hannibal's hands.

Hannibal just let out an amused hum of sorts, pressing gentle kisses to Will's neck and shoulders as he spidered and tapped his finger nails up and down Will's tummy and rib cage ever so slightly, as if playing a piano or typing on a laptop, it was driving the poor man insane.

"Pl-PlehehEASE! You knohow I'm se-SEHENSITIVE THERE! DR LECTER!" Will shrieked.

Hannibal winced, it was late at night and the noise was startling but expected. But he couldn't help but laugh. They'd been married two years, but oftentimes when Will felt like he had no control of his situation, he would use formalities, Hannibal thought it was just adorable.

Hannibal buried his nose in Will's curly hair, starting to laugh and giggle along, seeing the utter sleepiness in Will's eyes but the brightness of his smile and laughter. It was a combination that Hannibal could never ever get tired of.

"What is it? why so giggly?-""Yohou ahaAH- AHASSHOHOLE!".

Hannibal gasped in feign offense, shaking his head softly and giving a small squeeze to the supple pudge just above Will's hips "Will, I do not appreciate being called such names! I think you owe an apology...". "Noho way! Yohou- You're askihing for it!".

Hannibal leaned up on one of his elbows, allowing Will to roll around onto his tummy "I'm asking for it? Says you! With those sweet little giggles and all this name calling.. I might even think you're provoking..?" Hannibal smirked gently

Was he serious? If he was, Will was beginning to lose hope for Dr Lecter's IQ. Of COURSE he was provoking, you didn't have to be a medical genius to see that Will, both physically and emotionally, was crying out for tickles.

Will whined, but no denial, not a single ounce of denial in sight.

Hannibal cooed gently, leaning down and pressing a kiss to Will's lips, but while he had the smaller man distracted, he very carefully wrapped his hand back around Will's waist, immobilizing him once again before leaning into his neck and blowing a raspberry into the crook of Will's neck.

Will shrieked "H-Hahannibal it is- 2AM! L-Let me sleep!" "I'd miss you" Hannibal muttered, muffled by Will's neck and making him squeak.

"I-I don't disappear when I sleep!".

Hannibal was silent for a minute, thinking of the next excuse "I'd miss your giggles".

Will very gently pushed Hannibal away, Who obliged immediately, thinking Will was too tired and getting irritated, but was swiftly met with Will straddling his thighs.

Will laughed gently, genuinely convinced he had done something, Hannibal just stared with a raised eyebrow. "Look who has the upper hand now!" Will boasted.

Hannibal only laughed and shook his head. "Still me" Hannibal sat up, Will's position on his lap actually helping him a great deal.

He swiftly pulled Will in, holding him as though he was burping a baby and starting a brutal, skittery assault on Will's back.

Will let out one of those boyish squeals he only let out when something tickled so bad that he lost control, his back arched. Hannibal used one hand to vibrate fingertips up and down Will's back, while using the other hand to pinch and squeeze up and down Will's hip and side.

"I can't believe you! You know I would never let that fly, you know I wouldn't so why would you try?!" Hannibal laughed loudly at Will's reactions.

God, he felt so awful for their neighbors

"I- I DIHIDN'T- I DIHIHIDN'T REALISE Y-YOHOUR H-HAHANDS- EHEHEEK!" Will let out a snort, shaking his head as Hannibal used both hands to pinch and squeeze Will's hips, making his back arch and his legs to go weak, Hannibal taking the opportunity to quickly scribble behind Will's thigh.

Will buried his blushy face into Hannibal's shoulder, starting to snort and plead, which Hannibal took as a cue to stop.

Hannibal held Will, rubbing his back as he caught his breath "You did so fantastic.. Such a good little lee, So so sensitive.." Hannibal affirmed quietly. Hannibal reached over to his bedside, grabbing the pint glass of iced water he had brought to bed just 20 minute earlier, the condensation dripped on Will's thighs, making him squeak, he was only wearing shorts and Hannibal saw the goosebumps form again

Hannibal cooed gently, taking a small drink from the glass and then handing it to Will "Drink up". Will whined softly, Hannibal holding it for him, he was so sleepy.

Hannibal watched fondly as Will practically downed the glass, Hannibal sat it back on the bedside table and lay back, now allowing Will to lay on his chest, who promptly and comfortably fell asleep in the arms of his husband.

Hannibal closed his eyes, rubbing Will's back tenderly as he drifted off slowly himself "I love you, Will"

It was moments like this that made Hannibal remember how perfect will was, how gentle, kind and oh so sensitive, and moments like this when he remembered all of the reasons he said I do

Hi!! Can I request any kind of fluff about being in a poly relationship with Hannibal and Will Graham? (Fic or headcanons, whichever you prefer ☺️)

Oh I'm totally down for writing this. I am an avid fluff lover so I'll happily write this for you. And because the holidays are coming up I'm going to make this holiday themed but not explicitly Christmas because I know not everyone celebrates. So this is just gonna be more like a holiday gift giving thing. Vague I know but I try to make sure a lot of people can enjoy my writing. I also threw in some of my own head cannons for Will and Hannibal because I can.

Happy holidays: Hannigram x gn reader

It's a cold and snowy day in December. You'd just finished a lovely dinner made by Hannibal. You'd tried to help him in the kitchen but he insisted you go spend time with Will. So you did. While Hannibal cooked you cuddled with Will on the couch, his cold hands pressed against your belly making you laugh. You knew that they were planning on giving gifts soon. Each of you got each other three gifts. After dinner, while Hannibal is taking away the plates you head over to the living room with Will.

Because the fireplace was rarely used in the living room you'd set all the presents there. Hannibal wrapped his in black wrapping paper perfectly. He used twine instead of ribbon and you couldn't help but admire how stunning it looked. Will used blue wrapping paper and you could tell he tried wrapping them the best he could but it just turned out messy, but it got the job done. You'd used some wrapping paper with a scene of a snowy house at night. You loved the winter so it only made sense that you used this wrapping paper. While your wrapping wasn't as neat as Hannibal's you still did a decent job.

You two sat on the couch waiting for Hannibal to join you.

"I'm a little surprised you didn't wrap some gifts in their exact shape Will," You tease, "Although I doubt I could actually tell what it would have been if you did." You chuckle and Will rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, well for your information I tried my damn best to do this ok? I should have just used bags." You smile at him and pull him into a hug.

"I love spending winter nights with you Will. And not just because you keep me extra warm."

"I love being with you in general Y/n. I just love you."

"I love you too Will." You hear Hannibal enter the room and you sit back up. He's got a slight smile on his face.

"Well we should get to unwrapping." He picks up one box for you and one for Will, handing them both to you. Will unwraps his first to find a beautiful painting of his dogs. He did have to give them up, but it was to Alana and Margo who are taking great care of them now. Will smiles and runs a thumb over the frame the paining is in.

"Thank you so much Hannibal." He says.

"Of course Will." He replies. They look to you and you open your smaller box. You're careful not to tear open the wrapping paper because it just looks to beautiful to ruin. You find a small velvet ring box underneath the black paper. You open it to find the most beautiful ruby ring. Knowing Hannibal it has to be real and probably very old. You carefully take it out of it's box and slide it on your ring finger.

"Oh Hannibal. It's so beautiful."

"I bought it back in Italy many years ago. I'm lucky it's your size." A big stupid smile spreads across your face as you look over at him.

"Thank you so much Hannibal. I love it." You can't help but keep staring at it. How the red gem catches in the light so beautifully. It really is just too much, but you know Hannibal has amazing taste. Will gets up and grabs two of his gifts. He hands one to you then one to Hannibal.

"I'm sorry it's so poorly wrapped. I'm not good with wrapping gifts." Hannibal opens his first and finds a bottle of wine with a label written in a language you don't speak. But he smiles at this.

"Sternenklarer Himmel," He says, "German for Starry sky. 2018, very finely aged I must say Will."

"Well I flew it all the way over here From Germany just for you. With how much it cost I hope it's worth the money." Will replies. You open your gift to find a small cardboard box. You open the box to see three tickets. When you pick them up you read it's three tickets to a concert coming up for your favorite band.

"Oh Will!" You shout unable to hold back another huge dorky smile, "These must have cost so much! But I can't believe I get to see my favorite band live!" You have to throw your arms around him while he hugs you back.

"Well I had to get you something super special, because I know Hannibal is going to get you something even better."

"Oh Will don't lie! This is so amazing! Thank you so much!" You let go of the hug and get up to grab their gifts. You hand one to Will and one to Hannibal, "Now I'm not sure these will be as good as the ones that you two have gotten for me but I hope you still like them." Hannibal opens his first. In it he finds dried pressed flowers.

"These are the flowers I bought you when we first met." He says with a smile.

"They are! I dried and pressed them then put them in the frame so you could keep them forever!" You say beaming.

"Well thank you very much Y/n. These will be going into my office very soon." Hannibal looks over the flowers in the frame while Will opens his gift. Inside he finds a cassette tape decorated with paint. The word, "For Will, love Y/n" are written on it too.

"I made a tape to add to your collection. I put all of the songs that remind me of you on it." Will smiles and takes your hand.

"Thank you very much honey, I'll give this a listen as soon as I can." He sets it on the coffee table and Hannibal gets up to grab the next two gifts for you and Will. Over the next couple of hours the three of you talk and open gifts from each other.

You beam and hug both of them for the thoughtful gifts that they have given you. They hug you back for the gifts that you had gotten for them. But as the night winds down you feel yourself begin to fall asleep on the couch. Soon enough you're fully asleep. Hannibal carefully picks you up and carries you to your shared bedroom, Will following behind. Hannibal sets you in bed and him and Will soon join you under the covers.

Will cuddles up to you and Hannibal watches, soon also joining in. The three of you lay together on a snowy night. Warm in bed and full of love.

I'll Plant You A Cherry Blossom (Hannigram S2) - Shortfic

Explicit // M/M // Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham // Tags: season 2, AU-ish/Canon divergent-ish, Will knows, established relationship, manipulation, game playing, references to murder, references to cannibalism, Will is in BSHCI, tree man tableau, hand jobs, Will is turned on by murder, dirty talk, coming in pants.

Hannibal may have helped put will in BSHCI, but that doesn't mean he isn't still courting him.

Latest installment on my @hannibalbingo card: The Tree Man Tableau

I'll Plant You A Cherry Blossom (1k):

“You know, you don’t make this any easier.” Will scolded through the bars.

“In what way?” Hannibal asked, looking up from the pan where Councilman Sheldon Isley’s heart sizzled in Will’s mind.

Will’s look was as flat as his mood and he ignored the slight smirk pulling at the corner of his lover’s mouth. “You wanted to play this game, wanted to put me in here. I can’t exactly pretend I don’t know who you are, what you are.” Will paused and took a breath, exasperated but also starting to get a little hard. They had been playing this game for a while and it was forever escalating. Now he was in Chilton’s care only able to see his lover infrequently and fantasise that they were back together in Hannibal’s home. “I have to play along with Jack too, but I also don’t want you to go to prison, and some days those two things come into conflict.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Hannibal offered, with no apparent sympathy as he turned the slices of heart over in the pan.

Will huffed a sigh and then resorted to what he knew would get under Hannibal’s skin. “I warned Jack that you’d be hosting a dinner party the next time the Ripper kills. And here we are.” He could almost smell the scent of the meat cooking.

“Here we are, indeed,” Hannibal drawled darkly, before looking back up at Will. “Sheldon’s heart will make a perfect dinner tonight.”

“Yes, but the rest of poor Mr Isley is in the fridge awaiting a dinner party,” Will accused, accurately he knew. He knew Hannibal better than anyone ever had or likely ever would. They knew each other intimately.

“You need to be more careful. At the moment I’m doing a very good job of convincing everyone that my accusations about you are wholly unfounded. We discussed this Hannibal, I was meant to throw them off the scent, give a way for you to clear your name. But then you do shit like this,” he gestured between the stove top and the fridge. “I can’t suddenly say I don’t think it’s you, but if you’re not careful, people will start to believe me.”

“Hmm,” Hannibal hummed his agreement but there was no remorse there. A slight tone of amusement if anything. “Tell me, Will, what is it you are seeing right now.”

For a moment the pendulum swung and the scene before him shifted from Hannibal in his kitchen to Hannibal outside the barred cage Will had been placed in for Hannibal’s visit. Just as quickly he was back in Hannibal’s kitchen.

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oi eu quero uma fanfic hannigram que o hannibal é médico/enfermeiro e o will adora doar sangue por causa da onda que dá

(Translation: hi I want a hannigram fanfic where Hannibal is a doctor/nurse and Will loves donating blood because he gets high on it.)

/NSFW Nurse!Hannibal x Will Graham/

A/N: YES I LOVE THEM thank you for requesting, friend!! This Imagine is WILD I love it

Warnings: blood, needles, sexual themes, nothing makes actual sense but this is fiction so it doesn't matter lol

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"Mr. Graham, follow me, please." A blonde, tall nurse met him at the door of the blood center. His voice was heavy with an accent he couldn't quite decipher.

Will followed along, and sat on the armchair the nurse pointed him to.

"My name is Hannibal, I'll be collecting your blood today. Have you ever done this before?"

"Nice to meet you, Hannibal. And yes, I've done this plenty of times." He caught the nurse's eyes for a glimpse of a second, and for a moment, eye contact didn't feel quite that bad.

"What an honorable act, Mr. Graham. I'm glad you decided to come back."

Will shivered at the words, deciding to try and look at Hannibal again as he spoke. "Thank you, I'm glad I can help people."

But Hannibal saw it in Will's eyes... he was lying. Interesting, he thought.

"Are you ready?" The nurse lowered himself inches from Will's face, and surprisingly, this level of sudden intimacy didn't bother him.

"Yes..." The room was empty despite them, but Will felt the need to whisper. Holding eye contact with anyone would feel like hell but there he was, looking at the maroon eyes of his intimidating nurse.

As Hannibal pushed the needle inside his arm, Will's eyes went dark, pupils dilating like he was on drugs. The nurse, of course, noticed immediately, and couldn't stop the smile forming on his face.

"You must really enjoy helping people." The older man taunted, now holding Will's arm in place.

"W-What do you mean?" Shit, has he finally been caught? Is this nurse going to call him a fraud? Or even stop him from coming back?

"Wide pupils, shivers, cold sweat. It's almost like you're high, Mr. Graham."

As the blood started to leave his body, Will felt his well-known light-headedness coming in. At this point, the nurses would leave him alone, but not Hannibal. He stayed there, watching every reaction coming from Will.

Graham couldn't help what happened next, he felt Hannibal's eyes on him as he rolled his head back, closed his eyes and moaned softly. Riding on the wave of pleasure that took over his body.

"Beautiful." Hannibal whispered, his low voice close to his ear, sending butterflies to his stomach.

Will turned his face to look at his nurse, then. Vision blurry and body trembling, he looked at Hannibal and saw his eyes flicking between his own and... his crotch.

Damn, Will had a boner... a huge one. He got high on taking blood sure but that never happened to him before. Maybe he liked being watched...

"Does that usually happen, Mr. Graham?" Hannibal's voice was low and monotone, firm and soft. Will could listen to that voice for hours.

"N-No... I'm... sorry?" But he couldn't bring himself to feel any shame.

"Are you? You don't seem to be sorry at all." Hannibal's eyes fixated on Will's crotch now, admiring the shape it formed under his pants.

"Fuck..." Will's eyes closed for a moment, he just felt so good it was actually becoming too much now. Head airy and dick throbbing, he had never experienced such a high before.

"So that is the reason you come here every two months, is that right, Will? I've been watching you, and you managed to fool us all... clever boy."

Will couldn't stop and he was palming his dick before he realized, massaging his member through the fabric of his pants.

"Such a beauty, you are. So cunning and sly, but you don't need to fool me anymore... I'll keep your secret, I promise." Hannibal continued, smiling while looking Will in the eyes.

Will came in his pants with a groan, eyes shut and mouth slightly open. His head was spinning, his whole body warm and tingling with pleasure. "Hannibal..."

"I'm right here, Will." The nurse caressed his forehead, arranging some of his stray curls. And so they stayed there, breathing and looking at each other as Will rode his high until the very end.

Time went on and Hannibal finally broke eye contact, looking at the bag of blood beside the armchair and then taking the needle off Will's arm, replacing it with a cotton ball. "I think you're all done here, Mr. Graham."

Will took a few breaths before awkwardly and slowly standing up, then. Still light-headed, he stood still for a few moments before speaking lowly. "Hm, thank you... for that, Hannibal. I'm... yeah."

"No need to thank me, Mr. Graham. See you in two months?" The blonde nurse said calmly, almost too calmly and collected for what had happened.

Will sighed and rejoiced at the thought of coming back again. "Yeah... see you in two months."

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I really think the bathroom scene in ep 3 of Big Dragon is now my favorite scene in any BL show I've ever seen. The consent.

The Consent.

THE CONSENT.

I've pissed people off, lost followers, and been blocked because of how much I complain about the lack of consent in so many BL shows, and I make no apologies. I can't over emphasize how important consent is in the kink scene. It's the very first thing people who join the scene are taught by experienced kinksters. What we do can be very dangerous, and, if not done correctly, can cause unacceptable physical and emotional damage(obviously some of the things we do inherently cause a certain degree of physical damage). So making absolutely sure that you and your partner are on the same page is crucial.

Thus consent is of the utmost importance to me. Sure, I'll indulge in dark fantasies and enjoy ships like Hannigram and Vegaspete, but I acknowledge that those are fantasies and the relationships irl are not healthy and shouldn't go down like that.

Which is why the fact that the very first thing Mangkorn asked Yai was if he consented is so meaningful to me. He didn't force Yai into anything. Yai submitted of his own free will. And that meant I could enjoy everything that happened between them without any mental gymnastics. Which was perfect, because what happened between them is exactly the sort of thing I like to do with Dom(me)s.

Another thing I enjoyed was just how short it was. That whole interaction from the moment Mangkorn pulled Yai towards the back of the bathroom to when he pushed the soap bottle into Yai's mouth, breaking the scene, lasted exactly 2 minutes and 58 seconds. That was all it took for them to realize their connection. And that's entirely realistic. I know right away if I have a D/s connection with someone. Hell, I met a woman last night and I knew the second I saw her, before she even said hello to me, that we'd have a D/s connection. And I was right. The fact that their attitudes towards each other completely changed made perfect sense. When you have that with someone, it renders so much else meaningless.

Dgmw, I definitely want them to have much longer scenes in the future, but I love the fact that the show demonstrated just how little time it takes for us to know.

Ah, looks like I waxed poetic again. I'm not sorry.

Can you list out any enemies to lovers ships you’re invested in? It’s great to see we have the same taste. I also love Batjokes, Cherik, LLight, and Hannigram. I’d love to discover more.

All great ships to love! Ah man, my taste in other enemies-to-lovers ships runs from Ye Olde 2012 Tumblr days to Kdramas/Cdramas I would recommend with my dying breath, so I'll just... take you on a journey. Trying to limit myself to ships that lasted a while and for which I read fics for, and almost wrote fics for myself, yet somehow this still got super long (sorry).

But to start with the bigger ones... when it comes to other enemies-to-lovers ships that are well-known and quite big, I am also partial to Obikin (Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker), Silverflint (James Flint and John Silver), Wangxian (Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian), JWDS (Joowon and Dongsik), Thorki (Loki and Thor) and Harrymort (Harry Potter and Voldemort).

Obikin has more of the Cherik & Megop set-up; they had a very close relationship before one of them became the "enemy", ending up on opposite sides of a conflict. Don't know how familiar you are with Star Wars, but the recent Obi-Wan Kenobi show is just... so incredibly shippy. And angsty, and well-written. I fully recommend it. When it comes to Silverflint, it's a bit more complicated. They're not classical nemeses or part of fantastical worlds. It's more like Hannigram, in the sense that they're more grounded, darker. Flint and Silver don't get along, and then they do, and then they don't. It's such a complex, fascinating dynamic, and I recommend watching Black so so much. And man, I also recommend getting into The Untamed or any of its corollaries; the novel Mo Dao Zu Shi is the original, but if you prefer anime, there's also that. Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian (Wangxian) are... complicated, in the sense they're not quite enemies-to-lovers (they never truly hated each other), but they also are, since they definitely were on opposite sides of a conflict and fought each other. The thing about Wangxian and The Untamed is that it's a tragedy at its core, but one that gets a second chance. It's rather unique in that, and heart-wrenching. Then there's JWDS from the Korean show Beyond Evil; it's the ship between Joowon and Dongsik, the main characters. You've got Joowon who literally starts out suspecting his police partner of murder, and Dongsik who's... well. A wreck of a man for multiple reasons, but a manipulative one. Their enemies-to-lovers arc pretty much happens in the show, and it's brain-rot inducing, ugh. Fully recommend it. (If you watch Beyond Evil and like it, tack on The Devil Judge and Strangers from Hell on the list as well. Very Hannigram-like dynamics in these, with Strangers from Hell being... speedrun Hannigram on steroids that's somehow darker.)

Now to get into the last two rather "problematic" ships :)) When it comes to Thorki, I guess it depends on what squicks you. Back in my youth (read: a decade ago) the ship was thriving, and while there were some pearl-clutching voices here and there, they weren't the majority. Now you're likely to get people going "oh my god?? incest??" even though Thor and Loki are not even the same alien race, nevermind of the same blood. You can only call it pseudoincest, since they did grow up together. But hell, even if they were real brothers, it's a fictional pairing that's harming no one; and enough said on this front, before I get annoyed. I loved both characters and their dynamic a lot... up to Thor: Ragnarok and everything since then. No idea how familiar you are with Marvel stuff, but basically the first Thor movie, Thor: The Dark World, and The Avengers (2012) are peak Thorki-- to me. And lastly, to get to Harrymort... [sigh]. Mentioning it because I definitely ship it, but my enjoyment of anything Harry Potter has been poisoned by JKR and recent events. I don't engage much with material anymore, but dammit, the fandom has some incredible novel-length fics that do these characters and their potential more justice than the author ever did. The quality of fic for these two is unbelievable, and I'm basically... a fan of fanon Harrymort, because I could write a whole-ass essay and then two books on top about how JKR completely failed with this dynamic in the books-- and I don't mean in any way romantically, but just as nemeses or parallels supposed to teach a lesson or send a message.

Anyway! My main enemies-to-lovers and most enduring ships are definitely Batjokes, Lawlight, Hannigram and Cherik (in this chronological order of emergence, hah). Out the other ships I mentioned, I most heartily recommend watching Black Sails, Beyond Evil and Obi-Wan Kenobi. Also, maybe you'd enjoy Interview with the Vampire and Loustat, which is very... Hannigram-coded and incredible to watch. And Killing Eve, which hinges on the Villanelle ship? I liked these two shows a lot, although they did not quite activate Hyperfixation Mode in my brain. Perhaps they will for you. If you get into any of these, hope you enjoy <3

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I'm sure some of you have maybe noticed my inactivity. Today marks day 4 of no power and I am trying to conserve my data on my phone for things like the news and such. I'm okay, everyone i live with is okay. The thunderstorm that ripped through the city took out over 100,000 peoples power and its going to take time to get it back. I'll be back to clog your dashes then. Love you all! 💚💖

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For those of you who are waiting for an update for Let Us Waltz From the Dead: I'm sorry. I caught the rona and I am trying to take it easy. I don't have a teaser or anything for you all in the meantime. But! If you have any questions fire them at me and I will do my best to answer them

6 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

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I have been at FanExpo Canada for the last 4 days. It has been an experience. Lots of fun stuff, lots of cool events and panels. But most importantly, I found Hannibal Pins in artist's alley.

They have so many more pins, and I am so excited to get more when I get more money!

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Trick or Treating with Trouble

Happy secret friend day to my secret friend @ghostarwarriors I hope you like this little Halloween themed fic. We got Sportarobbie, we got the kids trick or treating, we got wholesome feelings. You can find it on AO3 if Tumblr eats the formatting (again). Please enjoy! and Happy Halloween!

Robbie shoved his hand under his pillow, adjusting his long legs to curl onto the bench better. A sigh slipped from his lips and he could taste the edge of sleep. “Hi Robbie!” The pink menace seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, Robbie opening his eyes into slits to see her standing there with her hands behind her back. “Go away,” he huffed, tossing his body to roll over on the cramped outdoor furniture. “I will. After I ask you something very important. Please?”  Her voice wasn’t loud or grating, just a gentle plea to be heard. And it was just the one kid. What could it hurt? He craned his head to look over his shoulder. “What do you want?” “Can you take us out trick-or-treating?” She batted brown eyes at him, a small hopeful smile on her face. “No.” He flopped his head down hard enough to smack against the rail of the bench and he hissed and rubbed at the spot. “But Robbie! There’s no one else who can take us.” She shifted to stand behind the bench, trying to make eye contact with him. “What about the Blue Kangaroo?” He flopped over again, avoiding her gaze. She ran back around and he covered his face with his pillow. “Sportacus goes to bed so early, so we’re going to do pumpkin carving and stuff with him earlier in the day. But there is no one to take us all out. Our guardians want to stay home to give us candy, thinking someone else will take us.” He could hear the sadness creeping into her tone, but he didn’t have to see her face crumpling, so he told himself he didn’t care. “Plus, no one disguises themselves better than you. We could be going out with a real master of disguise.” He lifts the pillow to look over her again. She certainly knew how to get what she wanted. Certainly appreciated her spunk. “Fine. But I won’t be doing anything else.” “Thank you so much Robbie!” She smiled so hard she rocked on her feet. “Enjoy your nap!” He scowled as he watched her run off, nap ruined since he now had to plan the perfect disguise to take the town terrors out in.

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Robbie wasn’t expecting Sportacus to be dressed in anything other than his hero outfit. But there he was, standing there in a blood stained lab coat, holding a plate with something absolutely drowning in whipped cream. “Thank you so much Robbie.” Robbie frowned, even as the plate was offered out to him. “I would have had to listen to them complain if I didn’t help them. What’s this?” “Pumpkin pie, with extra whipped cream. I couldn’t eat any, but I did convince the kids to try some roasted pumpkin seeds.” The smile aimed at him when he took the plate was practically blinding. Expecting the pie to not be appetizing, even drowning in sugar, he took a small bite using the provided fork. His eyebrows climbed, the pie was sweet. “You can’t eat this can you?” Sport chuckles, scratching at the back of his head, where the hat he normally wears shifts slightly. “No, but the kids really wanted pie, and Bessie was willing to help them. She also has candied pumpkin seeds if you want to try them out.” Robbie scoffs before leaning in to press a quick kiss to Sport’s cheek. “No way in hell, Sportacutie.” He smiles even as Sport’s face pinks and his hand covers the spot that he kissed. “I’ll take care of the kids. You just get your beauty rest. I’ll get you out of town before you know it.” He said the last part loud enough that the head of pink hair jumped, before moving away from the low wall. “The kids are spying on you again.” “I think you mean they’re spying on you. And you know I am always willing to play with you Robbie.” Again that megawatt smile is beamed at him, eyes at risk for permanent damage. “Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. I’ll see you later.” It’s his turn for his cheeks to heat.

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“Well, what a crowd we have here tonight!” Mayor Milford chortled as he grabbed for the bowl with a handful of gift bags for the kids. “Go on Pinkie, it’s your house.” Robbie nudged her towards the door, their final stop of the night. “Come with me?” She held her hand out to him. With a put-upon sigh, he took her hand as they approached the light spilling into her yard. “We have a robot. A ghost.” Milford handed bags to Pixel and Ziggy. “A… archer?” “A Highwayman!” Robbie had to give it to Trixie, she was basically dressed in all brown with a bandanna. “A what?” The mayor blinked at her owlishly. “A type of robber. Mostly done on horseback.” Pixel’s ‘robot’ costume was blinking and whirring softly as he fiddled with his wrist computer to pull up the appropriate information. “Uh. I see.” Milford dropped the treats into Trixie’s bag. His eyes then shifted to Stingy, who was trying to reach for the bowl. “And you are?” “A magpie.” Stingy huffed, and if he had real feathers he was sure they'd be ruffled. “They like shiny objects and like to bring them back home to their nests.” Stephanie brought Robbie into the circle of light. Milford laughed as Stingy practically snatched the candy out of his hand and hummed about it being his. “What do you say, Sticky?” Stingy huffed again. “Thank you for giving me what’s mine.” Robbie sighed through his nose, but let it go. He was tired of the grubby handed child after house two. The other three children also piped up with their thanks. “We also have a fine looking hero in our midst.” Milford held a hand out to his niece, and she slipped from Robbie's grip and gave her uncle a big hug. Her pink hero outfit makes the light seem to shift colors, he wonders if Sport���s would as well. “Thank you Uncle Milford.” She popped up onto her toes to press a kiss to his cheek. He chuckled, squeezing his charge before his eyes shifted to Robbie, lurking just on the outside of the light. “And what a handsome vampire.” Milford smiled, holding out a bag for Robbie. Robbie blinked several times, before pointing to himself. Stephanie and Trixie rushed over to grab his hands and pull him into the group. “You are the only v-vampire!” Ziggy smiled and placed a hand on his cape, making it flap slightly. “Thank you. You didn’t have to.” He held the small bag and looked at the spiderweb and ghost print. “Think of it as my thanks for bringing the kids out.” Milford patted his wrist before turning towards the kids. “Who’s ready for movies?” The kids all scramble past the two adults, mumbling thanks as they rush past Robbie. He even feels the youngest give him a hug against his leg, he lets his fingers brush over the white sheet covered head. Then it’s just him and Stephanie. “I can’t convince you to come in, huh?” “No. You kids have fun. I am tired and would rather sleep. Like you all should be.” Robbie crosses his arms over his chest before freeing one hand to try and shoo her away. Stephanie just smiles. “We have a special bag here for Sportacus. We made it up in case anyone got into trouble. Can you hang onto it for me?” Robbie turned up his nose at the bag probably filled with sports candy or something else. That trail mix that didn’t even have the candies he could pick out. Blech. “Why would I?” “We’re all going to be here until tomorrow, you still have to go home, what if you trip and get hurt? You could give it to him then! If not, I'll come and pick it up tomorrow.” Robbie sniffed, before taking the bag. “Fine. But not before four. I want to sleep.” Stephanie nodded, a knowing glint in her eyes as she closed the door on a bewildered Robbie.

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Sport curled into him when he slipped into the large fluffy bed. “Did you all have a fun time?” “I’m sure the kids had a great time. I don’t know how you wrangle them all day.” Robbie sighed as he tugged Sport to his chest. “It’s easy to do when it’s something you love. Did you not enjoy helping them dress up?” Sport pressed a sleepy kiss to his nose. “I did. They also made you up a bag for Halloween, in case we ran into trouble.” Sportacus pressed his sleepy chuckle into Robbie’s chest. “They couldn’t run into trouble, he went with them.” Robbie squawked, trying to squirm out of Sport’s strong grip. “How dare-!” “It’s okay. Because I love trouble.” Sport pressed another kiss to Robbie’s neck. Robbie was certainly pouting now. “I love you too. Blue Menace.” He pressed his own kiss to Sport’s forehead. “Good night Robbie. Sweet dreams.” “Sleep well, Sportacus.”

23 notes - Posted October 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So recently I was in Toronto! And I got to see Hannibal Lecter’s office! My friend took some pics for me! Featuring a @mayakern skirt!

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Thank you @roxannepolice for tagging me <3

Three ships: I was tempted to list 3 different versions of thoschei here lmao but I'll avoid doing that and instead go with: Thoschei, Ineffable Husbands, and...obscure ship time, RookVil. Honorable mention goes to Hannigram since I've been seeing a lot of them on my dash again and I miss them

First ever ship: Probably Percabeth from PJO, back before I really knew what shipping even was.

Last song: So Much (For) Stardust - Fall Out Boy (new album just dropped today :D) though if you'd asked me yesterday, I had 天地难容 on loop, it's a great song (and lyrics kinda remind me of thoschei? I can't translate songs well so if you're just gonna have to trust me on this sorry hfjdjks)

Last movie: Everything Everywhere All At Once. Rewatched it recently after it won all those Oscars. Still a great movie!

Currently reading: Good Omens (the book), but I haven't made much headway yet with upcoming exams ;u;

Currently watching: ...analog horror iceberg explained videos on YouTube. they're fun background noise, yes I like being jumpscared while studying what's it to you

Currently consuming: coffee. I think I have a legitimate caffeine addiction, I skipped a cup yesterday to go to the dentist and had a headache in the afternoon lol...

Currently craving: sushi/sashimi. if only I didn't get sick when I ate too much raw fish...

So I made this new blog only a few months ago after abandoning my old socials for years and haven't been like, actively contributing to fandom and therefore barely have 9 followers, let alone 9 people to tag xD so please on the off chance anyone sees this feel free to consider yourself tagged c:

werebird, i just finished winter lamb and im so in awe of your talent of dialogue writing, your on-point characterisation of hannigram but also the supporting chars.

i notice you're still active on ao3 but havent written hannibal fics for a while, and im just curious: how long did it take for you to plot out the story of winter lamb? there were so many moving pieces, that id love to know more about the planning process for the story. i'm also curious if you've ever thought of coming back to phantom spring as i'm eager to know how you planned to continue the story.

lastly, i'm dying to know what your thoughts are on how a potential season 4 would've gone given the hints bryan has told about cuba, murder husbands v murder wives, etc. your clever and natural plolines in winter lamb have me curious how you'd anticipate season 4 panning out.

Okay, first of all, sorry for taking forever to answer this but also thank youu so much for all the love 😭❤️

I'm gonna ramble a little bit so i'll put the answers under a read more..

Soo.. plotting the fic didn't actually take that long. At the time I was just rewatching the show and had the time and patience to pay attention to all the characters individually. I had some ideas of who I thought would make interesting allies and I wanted everyone to shine on their own and have their own agenda. I really loved all the characters individually, still do.

I didn't want the time skip to be as long as it was in the show and I wanted to skip the dragon storyline. Obviously I wanted Will and Hannibal to get together eventually and this turned out to be the most difficult thing. Will as a character is just so stubborn. He would rather die than give into his dark side. I spent so much time with the show back then that it was difficult to just pretend he would easily be convinced. He needed to believe he was sacrificing himself once more. I also knew he would have to cut all ties, feel betrayed and isolated, and feel like there was no way back. And so in the end, the fic came together piece by piece but somewhat naturally. I was just following along with where the characters wanted or needed to go.

I was also actually experimenting a bit with the unreliable narrator and with how much happened off-screen. It's not really something I'm usually comfortable with writing so this was what I struggled with as well.

I do wanna finish Phantom Spring!!! It's haunting me actually. I HAVE to finish it, the band needs to get back together!! I've plotted it and everything, but in order for me to do it right™, i would need more time and a better headspace to get back into the show (especially for the dialogue), to do more research, etc. and I would need to let go of what I consider my '''style''' these days.

Back then, I was really into screenwriting which relies heavily on dialogue (of course) but since then my interest has drifted away from it. Now I prefer a clear, singular pov in reading as well as writing. In order for me to include all the characters, there would need to be multiple perspectives. I started the fic and then I got scared that couldn't pull it off and then I stopped, hoping to continue once I would feel more confident. Your message is already helping me with that ❤️ so i hope i can get back into it soon.

Ahh the infamous forth season.... I would have been curious too about how bryan would have written it. Will wanted to die rather than be like (be with?) Hannibal. I think it's really really hard to have him come around and make it believable. Personally, I cannot see Hannibal (of the show not the books) be tamed (or become a vigilante) and i can't see Will go dark without him going through serious self loathing/more suicidal behavior. it would have been a painful season in order to pull it off. iirc they wanted to take on the Clarice character as well which i feel would have felt a little rushed too. Bryan is an incredible writer (i love him so much) but sometimes his choices confuse me (not necessarily in a bad way). I was always a little worried that a fourth season would move away from Will in order to avoid the difficult corner his character has moved itself into. I was also worried that the characters we all love would have no other choice but destroy each other and become unlikable. I don't know if I would have loved the show the same if I actually had to see Will and Hannibal eat Bedelia for example. I wouldn't have wanted to see Hannibal try and kill Jack again (and maybe succeed). Those are difficult choices. I do like conflict, but I don't like hopeless conflict too much :/

I still hope we might get to see it a continuation though. And with how much time has passed, there would now need to be a big time skip anyway so a lot of my issues could be explained away by time passed and people changed.

I hope these answers give you a little more insight, I would love to hear your thoughts too!! ❤️

Tag game from @amoxilwrites

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

10 all for DSMP

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

162,320 (oml that's a lot)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Just DSMP rn

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1) in the doorway with you a zombie!george dnf fic based on mushie's apocalypse AU

2) perpetuam memoriam king!george/assassin!dream au

3) The Divine Right DSMP canon-divergent platonic dnf fic where c!George rescues c!Dream with the help of DreamXD (this action has consequences)

4) the crown, the shadow the prequel to "perpetuam memorial"

5) Communion a sequel to "in the doorway with you"

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I love answering comments especially if a reader has a question. I'm happy to talk about my fics or characterizations with others. I've made some good friends this way :)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm well I'd say some of the ones I'm writing now have angstier endings, but of those I have published it's probably "The Divine Right" simply because of how long the fic is. (SPOILERS) It's about losing what you thought you had regained and coming to grips with the truth that the person you knew is no longer what they once were.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

The End post DSMP finale fic where DreamXD saves c!George from the nuke

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope. I have yet to get any real hate comments lol.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

So far, no. I've written short snippets of hypothetical scenarios which @amoxilwrites has enjoyed lol. But if I ever publish any, it'll be very character/plot driven. I want the smut to have meaning and give a look inside who the characters are or progress the story somehow—I just find it more engaging that way.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Nope.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Yes, back on an old account for the Hannigram fandom.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship

Oof of all time? As much as I love DNF, nothing will compare to Destiel (sorry gamers lol)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Hmm now that depends on what you consider a wip XD I have many planned/brainstormed but of the ones I've actually started writing I think I can finish them all, it'll just take a long while.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Atmosphere/description (I love setting the tone), metaphors, and dialogue

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I can't write pure fluff/happiness for the life of me. I can only write happiness in the contrast of sadness. I also struggle with modern settings as my dialogue tends to lean towards poeticness more than realism. Too many metaphors. Whenever I edit, I always try to cut down my metaphors to one at a time instead of a bunch of wordiness that'll tire out a reader.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've done it with Enokian from Supernatural which was very painful given that it's not a complete language and the translators that exist aren't always accurate. So it was a lot of coming up with multiple ways to say a sentence until one was translatable. I also translate Latin pretty often (even now for "perpetuam memoriam") I'll never claim that it's accurate but I do often double check what I want to say through multiple translators before the final draft.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Technically Harry Potter, but I first posted fics for Supernatural

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

I'm really happy with how "perpetuam memoriam" is going so far but of those that are complete I'd say "Communion". I really enjoy capturing a morally grey character whose logic is different from the norm in order to rationalize their life; how they can be vicious and kind.

oh gosh i feel like a dsmpblr noobie what other writers do i know well enough to tag *sweats* I think I'll just leave this open to whoever wants to join :D that way I can get to know yall better and can tag you next time lol

i just finished my hannibal rewatch and am crying a little. the image of will leaning on hannibal’s chest could keep me alive for a decade and it probably will. they love each other. it fucking happened. whenever i see will put his arm around hannibal and plunging both of them into the water i think about season 1 and i lose it, i’d have never thought they’d come this far, this intense, this deep, this gorey, this gay. bless this show and bless it for keeping me alive during the summer of 2015 when i was the biggest mess mentally. hannibal means the world to me

I posted 1,163 times in 2021

33 posts created (3%)

1130 posts reblogged (97%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 34.2 posts.

I added 912 tags in 2021

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#hannigram - 89 posts

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#it only becomes about politics because republicans would rather suppress voters than let them elect democrats

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

The Pornbots are Evolving

I've been followed by three different pornbots today. In every case, the first one or two posts in their dash were inocuous - landscapes or kittens. You had to scroll down to the second or third post to find the naked women fingering themselves or shoving their arses in your face. A new cunning plan is afoot!

11 notes • Posted 2021-07-28 04:48:24 GMT

#4

Amyiah described her experiences, first telling followers she was forced to “self-quarantine” due to “having the Covid-19 virus”. Hospitalised overnight because she had difficulty breathing, she posted again, this time a selfie in an oxygen mask. After receiving calls from members of the public, county health officials referred the matter to the sheriff’s office. It sent a deputy to the Cohoon household, where Amyiah’s parents were told to have her remove the post or the deputy would issue disorderly person’s citations “if not start taking people to jail”. In his ruling, issued on Friday, Ludwig wrote: “Defendants may have preferred to keep Marquette county residents ignorant to the possibility of Covid-19 in their community for a while longer, so they could avoid having to field calls from concerned citizens, but that preference did not give them authority to hunt down and eradicate inconvenient Instagram posts.” Good going, Wisconsin. So has the judge now ordered the arrest of the sheriff and the deputy for massive abuse of power and threatening innocent people with false arrest? If these people still have their jobs, WHY do they still have their jobs???

11 notes • Posted 2021-09-28 04:46:54 GMT

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New Year, new fic! Or maybe it's more of an old fic. It's both! War and Peace. Fandom: Gundam Wing Pairing: Duo/Heero, or 1x2x1 if we're going old style. That's two teenagers shagging each other, for those who don't care for that sort of thing. Summary: Duo Maxwell looks back on the war. And on Heero Yuy. Turns out he spends a lot of time thinking about Heero… This is the fic I started back in 2003, and then went back to and finished in 2020. It's also by far the most rambling, info-dumpy, monologue-y story I've ever written. Duo likes to talk and I never found a way to stop him. Canon compliant for the series, AU for Endless Waltz. It follows the story and emotional arc of the series, so you know what you're getting! Only the first chapter's up so far, I'll be adding more as I work through the final editing pass. Happy New Year!

14 notes • Posted 2021-01-01 17:16:43 GMT

#2

Title: Fulcrum Fandom: Tenet Word count: 3000 Rating: General Summary: He goes back. He builds Tenet. He recruits Neil. The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin. Here on AO3.

16 notes • Posted 2021-06-01 14:37:23 GMT

#1

Hi. Ok do you know why Will imagines himself killing Molly (and even Alana in one scene) while taking the Red Dragon case? This never happened before with other cases, like in other seasons he slipped into killers mindsets but he never looked at people and imagined killing them. Seems like a plot point to make Will give up on his family, I wish his return to Hannibal was more organic and not just because other people were poisoned to him :/

I’m sorry it took me a while to get to answering this, Anon, I had a very busy week.

Season three wasn’t actually the first time we see Will imagining himself killing someone he cares about. Back in just episode three, he dreams of slitting Abigail’s throat, when earlier he’s been to visit her in the hospital trying to reassure her. Then he visits her house with her because she wants to go and needs to have people with her. Alana and Hannibal seem like entirely adequate emotional chaperones for that visit. There’s no need for Will to be there too, but he still goes, because he wants to help Abigail.

At that point, Will is showing the first signs of his encephalitis, waking covered in sweat, and we could perhaps attribute his imagining killing Abigail to a simple nightmare, if it wasn’t a thing that recurs again later, as you say, long after his encephalitis is cured.

So I think the question more realisitcally becomes, ‘Why does Will Graham sometimes imagine himself killing people he cares about?’ There’s never going to be a definitive answer for that, all we can do is speculate, so here I go, speculating away! I’m going to leave Hannibal out of my speculations, because Will does imagine himself killing Hannibal during the honey trap phase of season two, when we know he’s already falling in love with him, but at the same time he still hates Hannibal for framing him and having him dumped in a mental institution. The internal conflict there thoroughly muddies the waters, so I’m going to stick with Will’s visions of killing people like Abigail and Molly, people he only wants to protect.

I would say from the start that stress seems to be a triggering factor for it. Will imagines killing Abigail not long after the first time he kills someone, in the form of her father. We know from what Jack says that Will has been actively trying to avoid killing people, that he left the police because he didn’t want to use his gun. He’s long suspected that killing a person would unleash something within him, and now he’s done it. When Abigail says that she’s worried about nightmares, Will replies, ‘I’m worried about nightmares too.’ The thing that Will had been trying to avoid for at least a decade has finally happened, and he’s scared of where it will lead him. And sure enough, he’s dreaming of murder.

In the Red Dragon arc, the thing that Will has been trying to avoid for three years is Hannibal. He’s put that life behind him - he moved away, stayed out of law enforcement, married a lovely woman, and worked so hard at being ‘normal’. And then the thing he’s been avoiding happens - Hannibal is back in his world. Will tells Molly he’ll be different if he goes; once again he’s scared of where he’s headed. So there’s an obvious parallel there - Will imagines killing Abigail, and later Molly, when he’s having to face up to a reality that he’s been trying to ignore.

On the most basic level, Will imagines killing people because he wants to kill people. He’s known that about himself for a long time, which is why he was so determined never to do it. After he kills Hobbs, it’s not just a theory any more, he knows he likes it, and then the temptation to do it again becomes so much worse.

But in the real world, Will only wants to kill bad people. He wants to kill the murderers, the people who threaten and harm the innocent. He wants to be a protector and an avenger. He would never harm Molly, or Abigail. And I think the fact that he imagines himself doing that is a sign of his internal conflict.

Will Graham is scared of what he wants. He doesn’t want to enjoy killing people, even bad people. He was lecturing in a classroom to avoid any risk of violent situations, because he’s worried about the slippery slope. If he kills one person, he’ll want to kill more (he isn’t wrong about that). And I think that decent, moral part of Will is terrified of how far he might eventually go. If he starts off killing bad people, might he eventually end up killing less bad people? What if his urge to kill keeps increasing and he becomes one of the bad people who hurts innocents? I think it’s all part of his struggle with accepting the reality of who he is.

So any time Will Graham knows himself to be starting down the path of the killer - after he shoots Hobbs, when he goes back to investigating murders and discussing them with Hannibal - his mind shows him the worst case scenario, the thing he fears most in the world. The potential monster inside himself. And in Molly’s case, there’s the added guilt that Will knows he’s placing her in danger, because of Hannibal, a guilt that manifests in her imagined death at Will’s hands.

And so I come to the last part of your ask: I wish his return to Hannibal was more organic and not just because other people were poisoned to him

This takes us back to what is really the over-arching theme of Hannibal. It's clear that Will would never have chosen Hannibal as the love of his life. Will doesn't want to love Hannibal, any more than he wants to love killing people. But the facts don't change because they're inconvenient for Will's moral compass.

The world has effectively been poisoned for Will his whole life. He speaks to Hannibal of his isolated childhood, the boy who never fit in. He lives his adult life alone, surrounded by dogs, with acquaintances, not friends, because everyone around him considers him somewhat odd. His potential 'normal' romantic partner, Alana, has been avoiding being alone with him. With time, he learns to 'pass' as normal better, to the point where he can marry Molly and appear to be a typical family man. But that's what it is - an appearance. Will isn't fulfilled in that life. He wants to be, but he's not.

Hannibal is right for Will because neither of them fit in the 'normal' world, and the way they don't fit is the same. Hannibal isn't a show about Will accepting that he loves Hannibal - it's a show about Will accepting that he is who he is. And when he accepts the things he doesn't like about himself, only then can he accept that he loves someone who shares those traits.

Hannibal isn't the consolation prize for Will, because nobody else will have him any more. Hannibal has always been the only person who can understand him, and Will has known that for years. He just has to stop hating them both for it before he can decide to live with it.

(And it was all written by a gay man, and it's an obvious metaphor for growing up ostracised for being gay, and hating yourself for being gay, and having to accept and embrace gayness before you can accept loving another man, but that can go off on a very long tangent!)

58 notes • Posted 2021-02-15 15:42:20 GMT

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & Hannibal Lecter, Alana Bloom/Margot Verger, Bella Crawford/Jack Crawford Characters: Will Graham, Will Graham's Dogs, Hannibal Lecter, Abigail Hobbs, Alana Bloom, Margot Verger, Clarice Starling, Jack Crawford, Original Male Character(s), Francis Dolarhyde, Bedelia Du Maurier Additional Tags: Here we go, dark!Will, Murder Husbands, Murder Family, Hannibal Lecter is a Cannibal, Kinda, sorta - Freeform, you'll see just read the damn fic, Dragon!Hannibal, I can't believe I haven't seen this before, Food is People, Will Finds Out, Fluff and Angst, Don't read if you like Jack, he's not a nice guy in this, Sorry Not Sorry, Happy Ending, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Hannigram - Freeform Summary:

“There have been dragon sightings near the Ardenne mountains.” Jack stared at Will. “We’ve been getting reports of missing farm animals, blackened patches of forest, and larger shapes flying too high to be any kind of bird I know.”

Will’s head snapped up with wide eyes. “How recent is the last sighting?”

Jack smiled. “This morning. I drove here as soon as I heard.”

The dogs came running back, muddy and panting.

“When do we leave?”

“Tomorrow, better go pack a bag.”

GUYS ITS FINALLY UP!!! Chapter one of my newest Hannigram fic has just been posted. 

This based on this post by JollyJet, I am so thankful they are letting me use their prompt, hopefully I do it justice!