Chyronic

"Him. / There he is. / That motherfucker. / What a tool." (Daniel José Older)



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    Everyone's human. Everyone's mortal. It's modern Earth, more or less. And sure, a handful of people are known to have superhuman powers--but they're vanishingly rare, and we've dodged having any known supervillains, so things are pretty normal, right?

    Only when the UN mediator who's supposedly been keeping the U.S. and Russia from each other's throats for the past couple decades is unmasked as a warmonger and a telepath, things get interesting.

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    Internally consistent Night Vale fic.

    Or: Did you know the world keeps existing when you close your eyes? It's true. It keeps existing when you walk away from it. It's here when you're not. It will exist when you're dead and when no one's breathing any more at all. Isn't that wonderful?

    But I'm going to need you to hold on for a while anyway. Just hold on. Keep watching. That's right.

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    “I couldn’t very well make such a blatant suggestion and leave it close-ended.” Will’s voice bridges monotone, like a sudden additional string struck on the guitar, and Hannibal opens his eyes to lift them to the man before him. My husband as Hannibal had introduced him, and Anthony’s lips had pursed to hide a pleased smile.

    Hannibal watches Will spear another acorn with a little too much force and bring it to his lips. “It would be inexcusably rude.”

    Will chews carefully, sets his wrists against the table. “Another thing my husband rarely tolerates.”

    Perhaps, in some other world, it was that kind of party. An ongoing series within the slowly shattering walls of Hannibal Lecter's memory palace.

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    1 Jul 2017

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    “Get naked,” Will manages, because it’s the easiest thing to say, and he likes the way Hannibal’s eyes fill with light as he bends to comply. Only Hannibal doesn’t move to his own clothes first; he pulls back and runs his hand over Will’s cheek, thumbing his face, his jawline, the divot below his lower lip. Will breathes in, holds his gaze. It’s been days and he still feels like Hannibal’s arms are around him as they plunge into the water. He feels like Hannibal’s been holding him tight for longer than he can remember.
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    Post-finale, post-miraculous survival, post unlikely ocean getaway, post-acceptance that they want to rip throats + each other's clothes off.

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    27 Jun 2017

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    this is amazing

    mind the pun at the end

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    20 Jun 2017

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    “What do you see of this Ripper so far? From what you’ve come across?”
    “His silhouette. But he’s like dust caught in sunlight."

    Hannibal Lecter is many things: the owner of the Grace Café, a diligent father to an adopted daughter, a formidable former psychiatrist and surgeon. He is talented and tasteful, and Will Graham falls in love with him for all of these reasons. He's also the man Will has been hunting for months, and yet even with his nose to the ground Will's never caught the scent of him - the Chesapeake Ripper.

    A gratuitous café AU, though maybe not so sweet as others.

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    11 Jun 2017

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    Akechi stares at Akira's hands as he gently places a cup of carefully-brewed coffee down in front of him with a soft clink as the ceramic hits the lacquered countertop. He watches Akira's fingers pull back from the white saucer—slender, bony, delicate—and thinks about breaking them all, one by one.

    The tension between Akechi and Akira has been slowly building for a long time now, but neither one expected it to finally spill over like this.
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    16 May 2017