7 Works in stuff i've read
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“If I saw you every day forever, Will. I would remember this time.”
Will’s eyes mimicked Hannibal’s own hungry gaze, taking in every inch of the doctor’s skin like a man stumbling upon an oasis after being relegated to a desert wasteland for years. Every scratch, every ache, every bit of broken flesh and worry seemed lessened in the wake of the perfect, steady gaze that burrowed into his very soul. He wet his lips and opened his mouth, giving his heart a chance to take the reins before his mind got in the way.
“It's strange seeing you here in front of me,” he murmured, a low chuckle escaping the confines of his throat. “I’ve been staring at after images of you in places you haven’t been in years.”
My version of a fix-it for how this moment in time should have gone. Hannibal and Will find forgiveness in one another in Florence.
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- Part 8 of Moments
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Hannibal’s keyring slipped from his damp hands, clattering to the ground just as he selected the correct key that would permit him into his home. He bent to scoop them up, dismally remonstrating how much he detested being trapped outdoors and unprepared in a downpour. It wasn’t that he hated the rain; quite the opposite in fact. As long as he wasn’t trapped without a roof over his head, he enjoyed the fury of nature and her ever-changing moods.
When Hannibal invites Will over to spend the evening together, the rain pouring down around them sets the mood for more.
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- Part 5 of Moments
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Will Graham is...not exactly a Good Kisser. He's not a Bad Kisser, but he could definitely benefit from some lessons.
And Hannibal is good at just about everything, so why would this be any exception?
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Starry Eyes by januarywren for weeRedVixen, HeadcanonsAndMore65, peachycupcake, MissTrixxie, Angie24, petitebegonia, cigarettesandbruisedhips, runleapfly, Natylogar, NiniJune, Hypatikar, convictsmack, omnerron, GabyAlexandra, katstails
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
26 Dec 2020
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“Mr. Riddle,” she greeted, on the third ring.
She wouldn’t let herself stutter, forcing the butterflies down.
“You never listen, do you, Hermione?” a smooth voice replied, “Please, call me Tom.”
“I prefer Mr. Riddle,” Hermione countered, continuing their usual argument. There was something about the man that made her feel like he was the predator and she the prey – clinging to the use of his last name was one boundary she could put between them. No matter how many times she had mewled his first name before. “You are my landlord, after all.”
“I am, aren’t I?” Tom said, amusement clear in his tone. “Shall I expect Minerva to bring it by again, say, next week then, Hermione?”
"She could if you'd like."
“And if I’d prefer her witch to come with?”
Urban Fantasy | Tom knows who he wants. Does Hermione?
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“Will… darling… you can’t sleep there. Come into the bedroom and let me see to your hand.” The voice filtered through the ex profiler’s consciousness, wrapping around him like a blanket. Blearily, he opened his eyes, trying to clear his vision as he looked around, confused as to what had woken him. The dark shape of a man crouched before him, reaching outward as if to shake his shoulder. Will let out a startled cry, trying to scramble back from the outstretched hand as if it would burn him. The figure stilled, slowly lowering the arm before speaking.
“Hello, darling,” it murmured, the voice so achingly familiar, it made Will want to weep. “I was waiting for you in bed, but I must have fallen asleep. I didn’t hear you come in, but you cried out in your sleep.”
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- Part 1 of Moments
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“You have ink on your cheek, love,” Tom murmured, crouching beside Hermione. He cast a wandless spell, the ink fading from her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, softening as she saw who was near her. “Tom,” she whispered, before closing her eyes again.
"I'll take her to my room," Tom said, slowly gathering her into his arms. Her head rested against his shoulder, her dark curls cascading down her back. Draco moved to his feet and unbuckled the Mary Jane's from her feet.
Hermione often spent her nights divided between the two; only sleeping in her own, private room when ill. Though when she’d come down with a nasty case of the cat flu, Draco had curled beside her, and read silly, muggle-born romances to her, that she would never admit to liking, while Tom brewed potions for her using Slughorn's lab. She was their witch, the only one that Tom or Draco would ever share.
Maybe, she was always meant to be theirs.
Canon AU | The Golden Trio never existed, in its stead are three, pining Slytherins.
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It was the leader; towering man, the lord that her gaze settled on.
As if feeling her eyes on him, the man lifted his head and turned toward the window. Dark hair curled about his shoulders, and she knew that a smirk was on his lips. He’d told her once, that he always knew when she was watching. “How?” She’d asked, and he’d taken her hand in his, pressing it against his heart.
“I feel you here,” he’d replied, in his straightforward way, and they’d both laughed at the utterly sweet sincerity of it. She felt her own heart flutter, as it often did when he spoke to her; more than anyone else could imagine. She’d never had another say the things that he told her, nor mean them as he did.
AU | Viktor goes hunting and catches his prey. Re-uploaded 10/3/2019 with more content!