Gifts for darkpriestess
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I Do Wander Everywhere by mokuyoubi for darkpriestess, damnslippyplanet
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)
23 Sep 2017
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It’s something he could always do, as far back as he can remember. The first time that really stood out in his mind, he was six and his father was angry. Will did it without thought, running down the hall, trying to calm his wild heart and rapid breathing. His father’s footsteps heavy behind him.
In the end his father had dragged him out from the bed. “Never again,” he’d said, holding Will tight enough to leave bruises on his arms. “Your mother’s gone and I won’t have that under my roof.”Canon Divergence from Takiawase. Using his ability to become invisible, Will beats Beverly to Hannibal's house, but his reckoning soon takes on an entirely different shape than what he'd originally intended...
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Chiyoh schools her face into its best neutral expression, the one that should read non-threateningly to Dog Boy while communicating I am considering how to kill you with my mind alone for this nonsense to Hannibal.
Or: The AU where the Lecter siblings run a restaurant, their sister Chiyoh tries desperately not to get caught up in their nonsense, Hannibal has a crush on their mushroom supplier, and he just wants to talk about his truffle hound. An entirely fluffy bit of nonsense for darkpriestess' birthday, with love.
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Will makes up his mind during Mizumono, when things could have ended differently.
Written for sherlocks-freebitch's prompt on Ye Olde Tumblr Inn. Title from "The Alter" by Wye Oak. A Mizumono fix-it.
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He remembers that dream well. There'd been bones strewn across the floor; they'd danced smoothly around them as if they were scattered rose petals. The office had smelled of death and, oddly, brandy. He'd pressed closer, into the antlers piercing him, and he'd felt strangely at peace. Abigail had played the harpsichord for their dance, and each note had sounded like something fragile shattering. He'd woken with a face wet with something that might have been sweat and might have been tears.
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- Part 4 of Songs of Experience
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"In the dark Will looked like a shadow. Hannibal felt the soft sound of Will’s breathing on his skin, tasted it in his throat."
Prepare for super creepy times!