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    There are certain rules to follow when working for Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane. Under no circumstances are you to engage any of the inmates in personal conversation, put yourself in a position where they can cause you serious injury, or let them get inside your head.

    Despite Will Graham’s best efforts he has managed to ignore all the rules as the new Orderly at the hospital and found himself the centre of fascination for the worst of the inmates, the Cannibal known as Hannibal Lecter.

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    Will smiled a humorless smile. “Are you trying to psychoanalyse me Doctor? Are you missing the good old days of psychiatry?”

    Hannibal gripped the bars of the cell, fingers tightening like he wanted to prise them apart to be on the same side as Will. “I want to know you, Will. Don’t you want to know me too?”

    Will swallowed down the spike of fear at his words. “No. I don’t find you all that interesting.”

    Hannibal’s answering smile was all teeth. “You will.”

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    25 Apr 2017

  2. Rec 86

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    25 Apr 2017

  3. Rec 54

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    24 Apr 2017

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    In which Vicchan never died, Yuuri won bronze at the Grand Prix Final, didn't get drunk at the banquet, and never made Victor fall in love with him./
    “I was saying,” she sounds amused now, even teasing. “How did meeting Victor go?”

    Yuuri’s face turns bright red almost on command at hearing the name, a reaction constructed upon years and years of his parents’ gentle insinuations and his sister’s jokes about the perfectly reasonable amount of posters in his bedroom, dammit. Oh god, he was so sure she wasn’t going to ask.

    “It was… okay,” he mumbles, praying that will be the end of it.

    “Just okay?” she’s smiling, he can hear it, gentle nudging. “Word of advice, sweetheart, you should probably look more at the camera than at the gold medallist.”

    “I’m hanging up, mom."

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    24 Apr 2017

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    24 Apr 2017