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  1. Public Bookmark 32

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    "She seemed to be under the impression that you were in love with me.” 

    And there. 

    He’s done it.

    Hannibal for his part appears unperturbed. He blinks, inclines his head. An infinitesimal half smile is his only detectable reaction, his dark eyes remaining perfectly, irritatingly neutral. It creates the overall impression of near bored politeness. 

    At his core Will knows this is a painstakingly constructed mask. 

    It doesn't mean being greeted with it in the face of such weighted words has no effect.

    "Did she?"

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    27 Jun 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 85

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    “I know what you are, and I have proof,” Will said, swallowing thickly at something lodged in his throat. Fear, most likely. But perhaps something else. Perhaps the delightful feeling of his heart in his throat and the taste of power making saliva pool behind his teeth. “I’ve been following you. And I’ve got pictures.”

    “I’m afraid I’m not certain what you’re referring to, though it is highly inappropriate for you to be stalking your psychiatrist,” Hannibal said, his words cool as he brushed a hand aside to straighten his files, concealing the brush of his fingers to a scalpel.

    “Yes, you do. But I’m not going to turn you in. I’m telling you this so you’ll help me. I have someone I want you to kill.” His hands slid over his desk, away from the scalpel.

    Or, Hannibal takes on a new patient, sixteen year old Will Graham who struggles with violent fantasies.

    Updated daily.

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    24 Jun 2020

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    After Joe leaves The Ecole Technique Officielle, his UN transport is waylaid by a mysterious man dressed all in black.

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    “Mr. Connor,” the man said as he released his hold from Joe’s waist and took a step back. “I’m Le Chiffre,” he said with an extended hand. Joe took it; he did not grasp it and shake it properly, but took it and held it, like a lifeline. The smile disappeared from Le Chiffre’s face then, and he covered his other hand over Joe’s. He pierced him through with those odd eyes, intensely serious. “Would you like to be my hostage, Mr. Connor?”

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    22 Jun 2020

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    Will felt his eyes widen briefly, like a deer caught in the headlights, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that he was prey. The older man studied him for what seemed like an entirety, eyes practically devouring him.

    "Hello William, it's a pleasure to finally meet you."

     

    Or the one where Will is starting his first year at Uni and want's nothing more than to be allowed to work in peace and just disappear into the background but FBI agents and serial killers a like just won't leave him be.

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    04 May 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 14

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    Hugh shouldn’t be salivating over thinking himself a four-legged pet—to crawl along on his hands and knees—for a man who’s obviously completely uninterested in him, getting looks from the other passengers as he pointedly does not move to the smoking room to indulge.

    He places a cigarette in his mouth after he says those devastating words, probably waiting for Hugh to bloody well react and move his stupid trunk someplace else. Anywhere else than the last prime bit of above-the-seat shelves that are currently stuffed to the brim.

    Could you move your luggage a bit, sweetheart?

    God, the voice itself, much less the man attached to it, sent shivers up Hugh’s spine.

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    Oxford-era Hugh, in a pretty little suit (school uniform-esque, of course) with his parents accompanying him on a train back to town, meets rich-but-ironically-wearing-slouchy-beanie-and-torn-jeans Mads, whom he sucks off in the luggage car because Mads called him “sweetheart” when he asked Hugh to move one of his ginormous suitcases, carried home from a family vacation in the countryside.

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    19 Apr 2020