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1-800-suck-my-clit · 2 months

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Testing my multifandomness, so here's a list of ships I support/enjoy and why

Most (damn near all) are ganna be MlM

Clegan (bucky x buck)

John is so love sick for gale you just have to ship them

Hannigraham (Hannibal x Will Graham)

They act like a married couple with Gothic scenes and inuendos

Bat jokes (Batman x Joker)

Idk man something abt villian and hero falling in love despite being the farthest of opposites. And I love their banter where Joker shamelessly flirts with him

Superbat (Batman x Superman / Bruce Wayne x Clark Kent)

Now ik what ur thinking "bat jokes AND superbat how scandalous😱" this one only really applies to their "citizen" forms. I love the rich sugar daddy and kind southern accent trope. Also them in their hero forms are also cute bc batman let's his guard down for him

Zosan (zoro x sanji)

Your honor they're married🙄

Hisoillu

They give off Doberman and black cat energy. And canonically they are married ��️

Rathelstan (ragnar x athelstan)

The love I have for them hold no words so here are some quotes that made me wanna rip my heart out.

"What do you mean?! You cannot leave...you cannot leave me! I love you...and you're the only I can trust so you must stay"

"I always believed that death is a fate far better than life, for you will be reunited with lost loved ones. But we will never meet again, my friend. I have a feeling that your God might object to me visiting you in Heaven. What am I to do now?"

"I hate you for leaving me. I ache from your loss. There is nothing that can console me now. I am changed, so are you.”

Symbrock (Venom x Eddie)

HEAR ME OUT PLEASE...So um anyways

Spideypool (spiderman x deadpool)

Their banter in the comics is so cute

Soapghost(konig) (Soap x Ghost (x Konig) / Simon Riley x John McTavish (x Konig))

Got really into them when CoD started blowing up on my FYP last year

Patrochillies (Patrocles x Achilles)

Ganna cry I love them sm. "He is half of my soul as the poets say" 🤣🔪🩸

Eremika (Eren x Mikasa)

If u don't belive they are end game ur wrong abt everything🥱. Tho I belive in eremika being cannon I also ship EreJean (Eren x Jean) who's to say a Lil hate sex never hurt anyone 🤭

Jayvik (jayce x viktor)

Idk who I wanna be jayces girlfriend, his boyfriend, or him😩

BoKuro (Bokuto x Kuroo)

Himbos in love? Count me in. tho I do also ship them with their main ships aswell

NaruSasu (Naruto x Sasuke)

No one chases a man around for damn near a decade bc "We're best friends🥺" 😒

Last but not least

KiriBaku (kirishima x Bakugou)

I don't give one damn what ANYONE says they are literally end game. FUCK BAKUDEKU‼️‼️🗣 I need the firecracker and his leash‼️

Um thank u for listening to my Ted talk lol 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

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alyxgeeks · 2 months

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So im watching hannibal for the first time and I just finished season 1.

I saw people saying Hannibal tried to kill Will after he betrayed him bcs he didn't run away with Hannibal or smth like that.

But wtf could he be complaining abt that Will betrayed him while Hannibal has been manipulating Will for a whole fucking season 😭.

I haven't seen all of it so I can't make a final judgement but this is just what I'm thinking rn, after I saw the scene in 2x2 where Will cried and was brought to his cell just to look serious.

So my interpretation of that, was that he's manipulating Hannibal back since yk Hannibal is falling for him, and he wants to expose him for the manipulator and cannibal he is.

So why is Hannibal mad/ sad when he's the one who started mistreating (a huge euphemism) Will?

#hannibal #hannibal lecter #just soms thoughts #ill come back to this when i actually see the betrayel #this series is fucking with my head btw #but its so good #its like a train wreck #I know I shouldnt but I cant help but stare as to see how it would crash #will graham #hannigram

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bayfuzzball7050 · 4 months

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INTRODUCTION POST AND RULES 🔥🔥🦾🦾🦾🦈🦈

More under the cut :P

Hello bitches, bros and non binary hoes 🦾🦾 The name’s Andrés or Diego. Call me whatever ya want, idc

I’m a Trans Guy, he / him and if you don’t know me a they / them it’s ok I don’t mind that much. NO SHE HER IMMA BEAT UR ASS

☆ neurodivergent

☆ Artist

☆ Art requests are open!! I draw anything but nsfw/kinks and proship stuff

☆ Writer (no fanfic here tho)

☆ don’t ask for pics you ain’t getting em

☆ if I use emojis, be aware that most of the time it’s ironic

☆ i LOVE spammers, spam likes, reblogs, whatever as much as you like :3 (if ya want to like no pressure)

BY THE WAY!!

☆ I usually don’t add tw (tho I dont post stuff with heavy themes often if I’m honest like I rarely do it) But if anything, be wary

So, I think imma make(try) a dni list but it’s just basic dni criteria, it’s ultimately useless cuz like I can’t force ya and im not your dad plus I’m too lazy to look through every blog that reblogs or likes but eh

SHIT THAT GETS YA BLOCKED ‼️‼️

☆ Proshippers, Comshippers, anti-anti’s and profiction mfs

Why, you may ask? Horrible past experiences with these mofos and *other* bad experiences that ain’t really related to ‘em but remind me of so like if ur a proshipper just block me and move on I don’t want y’all around. Not rlly into the discourse and prolly never gonna post abt it but yeah

☆ On a similar note, I HATE LOL1C0NS AND SHOTAC0NS KYS…NOWW

☆ ON ANOTHER SIMILAR NOTE! even if I do hate proshippers, autoshippers/selfshippers are cool like hell yeah you go marry your blorbo 🔥🔥🔥

☆ Transphobes / TERFS

I think the whole ‘Im trans’ shit explains it well enough 💀

☆ Misandrists and radfems too like why you here 💀if you hate all men you hate me too

☆ Transmeds/Truscums/anti-MOGAI mfs get the hell out of here I hate you

(Imagine gatekeeping gender cuz someone doesn’t fit an stereotype thats stupid af 😭😭)

☆ Transid “Transabled”, "transracial" are not welcome. Even if I do support MOGAI I do not want that around.

☆ zionists, racists, homophobes, antisemits (guess that’s how you say it???), conservatives, mofos who discriminate/hate minorities in general

☆ NSFW agere blogs (SFW agere it’s cool I don’t mind)

☆ pedos/MAPS I want you hanging on the STREET

☆ Paraphilics in general

☆ Misgendering kink blogs cuz WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME WITH YOUR NSFW BLOG¿ AND IM TRANS WTH¿¿

☆ kink blogs in general actually ☠️

☆ Pro-ANA or Pro-MIA mofos y’all please seek therapy

☆ swifties.

To be honest I don’t check the blogs of most people who reblog or like but- Ricky…Ricky when I catch you Ricky-

(I mostly notice when I get followed but- anyway 😻)

THIN ICE:

☆ Giomis shippers

Why? Cuz not all of them are proshippers but a vast majority is and giomis kinda weirds me out💀ik the age gap small but still it’s kinda….

☆ dsmp fans

As much as I enjoy the Fanart and maybe the roleplay was interesting I have like personal beef with the fanbase and creators

☆ Hannibal Fans

The franchise is fire but I also have beef with Hannibal fans cuz for some reason most of them proshippers

☆ MHA fans for the same reason as Hannibal fans

☆ Same with South Park

☆ Same goes for Homestuck fans

☆ ONE PIECE fans, y’all didn’t do anything wrong it’s just that I haven’t caught up with the show 😭😭

ANYWAY

Languages I speak:

☆ Spanish (mother language)

☆ English

☆ A tiny bit of Italian

FANDOMS IM IN (but I forget sometimes 😿)

☆ JJBA (what I post about mostly (going insane over this))

☆ Berserk

☆ Madoka Magica

☆ ikigusare (best virtual girl band ever fr fr)

☆ Gorillaz

☆ Good Omens

☆ Moral Orel

☆ Dorohedoro

☆ My Little Pony

☆ Sonic fandom

☆ Undertale / Deltarune

☆ Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul

☆ El Cuarteto De Nos

☆ Azumanga Dioh!

☆ Vocaloid

☆ Project Sekai

☆ D4DJ

☆ Food Fantasy

☆ FNAF (grrrr I love fnaf,,)

☆ Emo / Scene / Scemo (I just don’t have money for clothes nor the patience to make a blog only for that 😭😭)

☆ actually like another shit ton more but I can’t remember 😔

Socials:

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball7050 (old account, permanently banned)

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball404 (Current Account)

☆ ofc Tumblr

☆ Wattpad and AO3 but we ain’t talking about that 🤫🧏‍♂️

☆ @bayfuzzball7050-art is my art blog (reblogs from here)

☆ …

☆ also I might or might not have a questionable side art blog

☆ ALSO! recently opened a Pixiv :3

ALSO, IMPORTANT REGARDING MY SOCIALS

☆ I had beef with a transphobe in my old account and he has a Reddit account that is u/BayFuzzball7050_ but has a pfp of the trans wojak killing themselves. THATS NOT ME. Stay safe.

This is me btw

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ghostforwhat · 1 year

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post it post it post it or i'll take all your controller batteries

malcom....think of the children (stardew farm animals) also i guess if i'm doing this @petrowriting hiii i scraped the rest of what i was rambling abt together but it's still rough

The thunder crackles and booms, chasing after Will as he hurries to the stoop of Hannibal’s office.

It’s been a hell of a day.

He woke up before dawn, shivering, standing in his living room with the front door behind him open and off its latch, his legs caked in mud. He had felt the beginnings of panic before he realized the only reason he came back to the waking world was his phone wailing on the nightstand.

It was Jack, of course, no one else would call before the sun rises, even though today, it never did. He had driven through the morning dark and arrived at the crime scene just as the clouds split open and drenched everything. Not ideal for a display placed in some remote forest preserve, the investigators had groaned and hurried, snatching what physical evidence they could before it was compromised.

Will had jumped when Jack asked, not bothering to question how high, imparting what he could divine but there were gaps. Not enough intention to point in any solid direction and he had been stuck there until Zellar protested that the weather would affect the body.

He had tried to jump, again, that time off the ship, but Beverly had asked him to tag along back to the lab to help collect and catalog the larva that had hatched in the disemboweled corpse. Will couldn’t think of any excuse fast enough and grumbled assent.

After all that, he had just needed a little release. A quick stop at a gas station on the way here had easily produced what he was searching for; a soft pack of cigarettes now bulging in his shirt pocket, hidden from the downpour as he ducks under the small awning over the office door.

Will’s early, a good fifteen minutes before his appointment. He could have smoked in his car but then the smell would linger and he knows it would irritate him later, a reminder of momentary weakness and a siren call to indulge again.

There’s a slight problem with this plan, there’s no real shelter offered here, the rain being directed harshly against the building by the howling autumn wind but he can shield it enough to light up.

The filter fuses readily into Will’s lips and he draws his shoulders up, cupping the cigarette and lighter until the red orange glow catches and holds.

The first drawn breath makes his body thud back against the door, exhausted but eased into a slight moment of relaxation. He lets the hand holding the cigarette fall limply and brings his other up to wipe tiredly over his face as he breathes out the smoke.

It never once occurred to him to cancel this session, seeing Hannibal every other week has buoyed him through the worst of his increasingly erratic tendencies. There’s slight shame at how willing he is to use the man as a crutch and at Will’s growing interest in him.

There’s an odd sort of shadow that clings to Hannibal as though Will’s only ever seeing him through a fog, it clashes with Will’s empathy, forcing him to draw blanks or bouncing off entirely in a harmonious echo. It makes Will want to hold him still and try to peel back the politeness, find what lurks beneath.

He straightens, moving over slightly to lean against the brick wall instead of the door, taking another puff and sighing, the smoke weaving in and out of the sheet of rain.

He brings the cigarette up again and freezes when the door suddenly creaks open.

Hannibal watches him from the foyer, his gaze quickly flicking up and down before settling on the cigarette hanging out of Will’s mouth.

He steps out onto the stoop with Will, closing the door behind him and seemingly uncaring of the rain as he turns to face Will, slipping his hands into his pockets and propping himself sideways against the door.

Hannibal tilts his head, the ghost of a smile flitting over his face, “I was wondering who could be haunting my doorway, although, you’ll forgive me if I don’t express any surprise.”

The smell of wet pavement and leaf decay melds easily with the charring scent of tobacco. There’s a half second where Will almost puts out the cigarette in a panic, as if he’s eighteen again and sneaking smokes in the backyard before his dad gets home. There’s a familiar little nervous pitch in his throat that signifies juvenile guilt but he can only stare wide-eyed at Hannibal with the cigarette clamped between his teeth.

Hannibal sees his slight panic, Will knows he does, but Hannibal lifts off the door and takes a step closer. He ventures another when Will continues staring at him like a deer caught in headlights and then the damn man plucks the cigarette delicately out of Will’s mouth and brings it to his own.

Before Will can protest, he flicks a tongue out to wet his lips and slots the cigarette between them, a carefully drawn suck before exhaling the plume of smoke between them. His lips lift in something that might be smirk as he asks, “Long day, then, Will?”

Will’s mouth is still open, the missing unhealthy coping mechanism lost to his psychiatrist, and he can’t find the muscles to snap it shut because it’s one thing for Will to indulge in bad habits but Doctor Lecter? The man who sources his own ingredients, the man whose office is spotless and smells always of cedarwood and vanilla, the retired surgeon? The sight is making puzzle pieces pop out and twist shape, it’s throwing Will off more so than the earlier crime scene, and beyond that, it’s sinfully attractive.

Hannibal’s sculpted lips purse around the cigarette to take another drag, his cheeks hollowing, while his heavy stare stays half obscured by secondhand haze. There’s a practiced ease in the motions and Hannibal’s shoulders have laxed minutely.

Will’s stomach lurches hungrily.

Hannibal looks so oddly decadent and while he always has the faint air of hedonism around him, this is significantly more pronounced. A vision of excess, debauchery poured neatly into a plaid suit and paisley tie.

“You could say that,” Will finally answers, swallowing roughly as he looks to the side and wonders if he could get away with adjusting himself in the shadows of the dripping alcove.

Hannibal smiles pleasantly, offering the cigarette back, caught in the gap of his long fingers.

Will’s hand threatens to shake as he takes it back and fails him entirely when it’s passed over, the cylindrical stick falling to the damp cement.

The smoldering cherry of the cigarette winks out immediately when it hits the wet steps and Will can’t help the slight pout down at it but then Hannibal’s hand is reaching out, brushing along Will’s chest and Will locks up again.

Hannibal is unbothered by his stiffness, simply sliding out the pack of smokes from his shirt pocket and opening them. He draws out another and sticks it loose against his mouth, his lips barely kissing around it to hold it in place as his warm hand comes back to Will’s chest and fishes out the lighter.

Will raises an eyebrow at the soft rasping sound of the metal clicking a flame to life but Hannibal’s movements stay unhurried as he lights it, another calculated inhale before he demands gently, “Open your mouth.”

Will blinks rapidly, feeling his jaw unhinge without his permission.

Hannibal rewards the action immediately, leaning in at an angle as he pulls the cigarette away from his mouth. Will’s heartbeat rabbits, tilting his head in answer, his body moving before he can think it through, his hand reaching out to clamp around Hannibal’s arm as their noses almost brush.

The stream of smoke that unfurls from Hannibal’s plush lips barely makes it into the chilled air, Will gasping it into his lungs with an almost frantic need.

He’s never seen Hannibal’s eyes this closely before. They look like wine in a glass, spilled blood on hardwood floor; burnished and bright. They crease around the edges and Hannibal leans away to offer the new cigarette, his voice a teasing rumble, “Try not to drop this one.”

Hannibal goes to pull away after Will takes the cigarette, successfully this time, but Will tightens his hand around his arm.

Will knows he’s treading a thin line, there’s a boundary they should be maintaining, he’s here for a therapy appointment. But another part of him is more focused on the attraction that’s been festering between them, untouched and pushed aside in favor of what? Professionalism? Like that’s ever gotten Will anything he wants. Would it really be so bad to forget about it? Just this once?

He flicks his gaze over Hannibal’s face, searching and finding something there. Confirmation, maybe, or perhaps he’s projecting but he still tips his head down, eyes peering out through raincoated lashes as he asks quietly, barely above a whisper, “Let me?”

Hannibal pauses, glancing at the cigarette in question before he gives a slight nod.

Will keeps his grip firm around Hannibal’s arm, resisting the urge to squeeze as he lifts the cigarette to his own lips. The wet paper of the filter sticks and pulls when he places it there, the inhale he takes is a dizzying rush, nicotine filling his lungs and burning when Will doesn’t breathe it back out.

He leans back in, closer than Hannibal had ventured, trailing the hand holding him in place up to grasp Hannibal’s chin. Will gently depressing his thumb against Hannibal’s bottom lip, prying open his mouth for Will to access.

Will moves his lips to hover over Hannibal’s, his hand still holding Hannibal’s jaw, and when he exhales the plume, it’s more of a content sigh shared between lovers. Hannibal’s draws in the gifted smoke, his pupils blow wide in the dark and his top lip catches the barest of hints of Will’s bottom lip.

Will’s other hand surges up, cupping underneath Hannibal’s ear, the cigarette carefully pointed away with his first two fingers while the other two tangle in Hannibal’s hair and his thumb smoothes along the start of Hannibal’s jaw.

Hannibal has gone unnatural still in his hold, watching Will with gleaming predatory eyes. Another beat goes by before he murmurs, “Will.”

Will swallows, again, his throat clicking loudly, and his words coming out breathy, “Can I?”

Hannibal doesn’t bother answering, lunging forward and claiming Will’s mouth with fervor, crushing their lips together with a soft moan. His tongue licks the taste of smoke from Will’s lips, asking for entrance as his hands find a bruising purchase around Will’s waist.

Will opens for him immediately, his own groan spilling into Hannibal’s mouth as their tongues stroke against the other, it’s good, it’s better than good. It feels like the rain pelting them has doused him with heat instead of chill and he suddenly wants nothing more than to map out Hannibal’s mouth, to memorize every molar and lick across sharp incisors and he can, he realizes, so he does.

The kiss is rough, the scrape of Hannibal’s shaved chin rubbing raw against Will’s stubble causing delicious stings from the spit slick friction.

Will rears back, not far, just enough to take another drag and share it, before diving back in after Hannibal releases it to fade into the night.

Will feels a quick stab of amusement, his smile curling against Hannibal’s mouth and threatening to interrupt them. Shotgunning cigarette smoke between hungry kisses with his psychiatrist is not how he thought this day would end but he’s a bit enamored with the outcome.

They stay out in the rain far past Will’s session start time, the kiss growing syrupy slow as it prolongs. The urgency is still present but dim in the newfound curiosity, more eager to linger with each other. Hannibal’s hands take to roving up Will’s sides and back, slipping underneath Will’s coat to press his fingertips against Will’s shirt as if he could merge right through it to get to the skin underneath.

Will drops the long since dead cigarette, cradling Hannibal’s head in his palms and tenderly threading his fingers through Hannibal’s hair, caressing until it falls from the swept back style and yielding to Will’s exploratory brushes. He scratches his nails against Hannibal’s scalp and grins into his teeth when Hannibal keens in answer.

When Will finally pulls back, he sees Hannibal’s hair all mussed from the rain and Will’s hands, he sees parted lips that shine red from all their kisses, sees the distant unfamiliar shock on Hannibal’s face. He sees all this and feels such an overwhelming rush of affection. He’s just messed up the perfect picture that Hannibal Lecter presents to the world and Hannibal had let him.

Will hadn’t realized how huge this thing inside him had been growing, every call of his name another bud of interest, every reassurance given unprompted making petals unfurl until his stomach felt fit to burst with vivid thorny blooms. He knows this isn’t something that will fade, if he thought he could only let himself have a taste then he’s more delirious than he originally thought.

Hannibal clears his throat, another uncharacteristic thing for a man so usually well put together, and his voice is notably deeper when he rasps out, “Is that all?”

Will’s chuckles low before he hauls him back into smiling biting kisses, “I can think of a few more things.”

Hannibal nips him, hard, and leans away again.

Will lets him, suddenly unsure, and goes to step back but Hannibal’s hands lock him in place.

There’s a strained silence where Hannibal’s face is pensive before worry bleeds across it and his hand comes up to press against Will’s forehead.

Will frowns and Hannibal returns it, his hand carding back through Will’s hair as he whispers, “You’re burning up.”

Will opens his mouth to reply but Hannibal shakes his head, extricating himself from Will’s hold and requesting, “Let me get my keys, I want to get you checked out.”

Will freezes for the last time that night, his mind coming back online fast to replay the calculated gaze from moments ago. It had looked an awful lot like Hannibal had come to a decision.

There’s more there, strands connecting and overlapping, an epiphany trying to claw to the forefront.

Will cocks his head, licking his lips, before he nods, “Alright.”

He does, after all, want to know what is behind the veil.

#smoking tw #this is so...impulsive #hannigram #hannigram fanfiction #long post #ghost fic tag #SORRY #LOOKS ROUGH AS ALL HELL #copy & paste my beloathed

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veryinnovative · 7 months

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this is about to be a long fucking ask sorry lmao 😭 (but also..not rlly sorry)

james’ shorts have absolutely no chance against his monstrous thighs, they are fighting for their lives truly. i have always said jeg gives very sakuatsu vibes to me, but I think u could combine that a little bit with atsuhina?? james met sirius when he started high school, instantly fell in love with playing for him, and upon hearing about the younger black brother/seeing him play for the first time james instantly knows he wants to play with regulus one day as well. i think there could be a fun combination of that scene where atsumu tells hinata he will set for him one day but it’s the sakuatsu vibes of regulus just beeng entirely unimpressed with him when they first meet and even when they do start playing together. i feel like you can say that setters & liberos are the backbones of the team….james & reg being the ones to keep their teams together !!

also remus!! i vibe with him being a pinch server / middle blocker i think. imo he is very much like yamaguchi where he loves playing but he isn’t a prodigy and has no desire to pursue it beyond high school, he’s just there for the good vibes & to see sirius’ ass in the tiny lil shorts

also going off topic for a sec here…..skimmed through your prompt list and I can very easily say I am obsessed with most of them!!! the cat cafe? yes. shibari james? need him always & forever. hockey jeg fighting through the penalty boxes?? obsessed. older reg & younger james?? tbh haven’t thought about that much but I am sooo here for it. EROTIC CANNIBALISM!! i’ve always wanted to make an attempt at a vore fic im very happy there are others out there with the same goals as me ;) alpha/alpha jeg! i am…very insane over a/b/o and love everything with them always!

ok I could probably go on forever but I will cut myself off here lol!

u cld literally send me an ask the size of a novella nd id still eat it. cass i wna live inside ur brain. the atsuhina moment never even rly came 2 me. i am so obsessed with james' dramatic point of a finger. even better if one hand is curled into the net. absolute freak behavior when he states 'one day we are going to play together. until then, good luck trying to dig up my serves every game.' nd reg's like ? ok troy bolton.

[this is so fucking random but miya twins moments between regulus nd sirius if they ever did play together. I'm thinking abt sirius going for a serve nd it hits the back of regulus' head and then they're both fist fighting]

middle blocker remus is a fav of mine. even after high school he attends all their games together with the others like the girls (marlene. mary. lily) and he always wears an extra hair tie around his wrist for sirius. like even tho they don't play together anymore remus still has a spare one.

AND THE PROMPT LIST... i genuiinely wrote like 0 </3 mainly bc my laptop died on me and the display needed changing and I'm still waiting for it to come home. BUT YOU GET ME!! YOU GET ME! i need james to be tied up and tied down. arms behind is back or to the headboard. legs bend and rope loops around them. just entirely at regulus' disposal who first edges him to hell and back nd then overstimulates him until he's crying (overstim is my fav thing to write). AND THE OLDER REG & YOUNGER JAMES IS SOMETHING IV BEEN WANTING TO WRITE FOR A WHILE.. i love it when the older one is also the shorter one nd just a grump nd wears the expensive suits nd then u have james who wears the most horrendous time-withered Christmas sweater at home in early autumn nd manages to reduce scary CEO regulus black to a sobbing mess in his bed

vore fic... i've been thinking about one that's a little more hannibal-inspired. but also one a little more supernatural? I don't know. ghoul-esque jegulus or something so that when they vore neither of them has to die. it's just about wanting to consume. to absorb. to want someone so bad you need them to continue existing inside you. like sex doesn't even cut it you NEED to crawl into their ribcage. if u write a vore fic a tag is mandatory. i need to read and eat that shit up like they eat each other. i have this one line in future chapters where james tells regulus something along the lines of 'i am so in love with you it drives me insane i don't know what the insides of your eyelids look like and you do'. it's just about being so obsessed with someone you need them to stop breathing and be the one who does it for them. needing them to have one part of you in their being at all times. then again i just write jegulus crazy like this... woops

and i swear to god last thing bc now I'm also rambling nd gonna be late but alpha/alpha drives me insane. especially if there's a rut. the mild roleplay involved in it. the power play. I had a little excerpt of it written but alas, laptop still sent for repair. a few months ago I did write a little alpha/alpha stsg thing for my best friend nd geto gritted shit out like 'im going to breed you' bc gojo was riling him the fuck up while having his back blown out and it's also just so alpha/alpha jegulus (nd rosekiller) core. i just love alpha/alpha dynamics.

OH MAN IM SORRY FOR THE SPAM LMAOO. it's like a morning paper to trudge through. either way ty for the ask love <3 I hope u have a nice day/evening/ night

#answered #this was gna be longer but i need to rush out the door #all the ideas nd thoughts..#cant believe i met someone who thinks jeggy = skts ...#i thought i was being delirious

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two-red-lungs · 2 years

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Collection of Lost Boys thoughts I have:

Wait is Star just David’s beard (slang for ‘dating someone’ as a coverup for sexual orientation). Is that. Is that what’s going on

So David ‘n Michael really just are Hannibal and Will with the whole “how far are you willing to go/trying to kill one another” dynamic huh. Seems fruity to me IDK

New challenge: Marko tries to keep his tongue inside his mouth for more than 15 minutes. He WILL not make it. Put that thing back where it came from or so help me

Does anyone in this FUCKING GANG have more than a singular ear piercing??? Guys WHAT are you doing. Is to match? Is it a matching thing???

If this movie was made in 2022 the big epic David and Michael final fight would have ended with them really aggressively love/hate kissing

The idea that since they don’t wear helmets sometimes one of the boys just fucking BRAINS themselves is so funny to me. (David voice) “Pack it in, boys, we’re calling it an early night. Marko’s gonna need a day to heal after he split his fuckin’ head open on that rock”

Star should date Robin from Stranger Things because A. Robin would be SO head over heels for her and B. Star doesn’t get any attention from the boys and I just know she and Robin would become an inseparable unit

When David blew smoke in Michael’s face on the boardwalk he ABSOLUTELY wanted to kiss the dude. Officer that’s not an undead vampire that’s a repressed gay man who has internalized his feelings so much they come out as aggression

PAUL HAS A COMMENT ABT EVERYTHING??? During the chinese food scene he just HAD to interject like, every five seconds. He’s so chatty. He’s the running commentary. I feel like he could sweep u away in a one-sided conversation honestly

“Michael don’t :((((( it’s blood :((((((” Yes go queen give us nothing, you literally didn’t try to stop him even a little bit

David drinking from the Blood Bottle was just

Do we all agree Dwayne is the silent honeypot and Paul is the talker (not the sweet-talker, more just Talks So Much At You that suddenly you’re in a different location with no idea how you got there)

DWAYNE PLAYING DEAD ON THE FLOOR??? His mental voice just saying “oh yeah, this is gonna surprise em, gonna get em so good with THIS one, the ol I’m dead trick”

They all drive in formation right. Do they take turns on who has to be in the far back because they get sprayed to shit w sand and dirt

IMAGINE THEM ALL STANDING AROUND WAITING FOR THEIR BIKES TO FILL UP AT THE GAS STATION SDUBDFGDFG 🧍🧍🧍🧍

This is terrible but I'm so right okay??? If the boys pick a target who won’t respond to flirting they use Laddie. Walk him over, hand in hand, with him fake-crying like “hey, scuse me, my brother can’t find our pops and he’s real upset about it, think you can help us out?”

Does the blood have a drug effect? BC Michael is clearly zonked as soon as he drinks it, like the dude is toasted

The bonfire scene was.... kinda hot. Idk don’t look at me

What is the Boys’s bedtime ritual like??? They all gotta get up there. They all fall asleep at the same time. Do they talk??? Gossip? Does David slap the backs of their heads and say “shaddup, ‘m tryin to sleep”???

A really epic way to kill a TLB-style vampire would be to trap them in a sunbed and turn it on. Instant smoke/fog machine. Lots of screaming.

None of the boys can sneak up on people, they’re all so fucking jingly

#the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys #david the lost boys #TLB #the lost boys marko #the lost boys paul #the lost boys dwayne

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cedarbranch · 5 months

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thinking about how hannibal is the one abigail actually recognized as a father figure (and Not will!!!) even though will wanted that sooo bad... how will has such intense weird emotions about her but both of them still fundamentally not Comfortable around each other... and especially thinking abt how they could've actually been closer if only will had been able to accept the reality of who and what he is (and what abigail is as an extension of that)

anyway i thought about this and then the scene from lady bird (2017) that's like "i wish you liked me" "of course i love you" "but do you like me?" and now i'm gonna throw up!!!!! screaming crying etc!!

#i wish you were okay with what i've done and how i feel about it and the fact that it can't change.#of course i feel devotion and responsibility for you.#but would you still feel that way if you knew? do you like Me the way hannibal does or do you like the idea of me the way my father did?#THEY'RE SO FUCKED UOP THEY'RE SOOO FUCKGED UP #IS HANNIBAL OR WILL THE ACTUAL CLOSER GARRET JACOB HOBBS PARALLEL. DISCUSS #i might have to get on my web weaving shit for this later 😭#n.txt #hannibal

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he-left-me-with-a-smile · 2 years

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This might get me in trouble BUUUT... Did anyone else read the whole Freddy situation differently? If so I haven't seen it yet so I'm going to post it. I saw it as Nandor learning Guillermo had a bf and since he couldn't/can't have Guillermo himself, he went for the next best thing. Almost like he created a common thread btwn them to be able to express his feelings and desires for Guillermo through.

My fave show is Hannibal (NBC) and there's this episode where the two main characters (who most ppl ship) have s*x with two different people. Same time but in two different places, but the camera work had moments where it seemed like the scenes melded in a way. And one of the woman (one they were both interested in separately at one point) became the woman they were both with in their scenes. Like they were having s*x with each other through her in a way.

That's how I read this. Like Nandor wanted to be with Guillermo through expressing those feelings toward someone they had a common interest in. And I'm convinced that's the whole reason he was interested in Freddy in the first place. Bcuz Freddy being Guillermo's bf, was almost like an extension of Guillermo, in Nandor's twisted mind anyway.

Which tracks bcuz for Nandor, Marwa was an extension of himself. So perhaps that is the way Nandor thinks about partners, as extensions of another, whoever the "main" person is in the relationship is: i.e. Marwa for Nandor, Freddy for Guillermo, he's even mentioned several times how Guillermo's reputation and actions are a reflection on him. Doesn't make it right, but that may be how he thinks. Makes sense when you think of his time period from a very male pov of course. But it's something we all do subconsciously, only Nador does it very in your face, that's the uncomfortability aspect of it.

Anyways yeah... I just thought Nandor wanting to share the Freddies was abt him wanting to express his feelings for Guillermo in a "safe" way by using an extension of Guillermo but didn't think about the messed up aspect of it until he saw Guillermo's reaction then he tried to backtrack.

#wwdits #what we do in the shadows #nandor x guillermo #nandermo #freddy wwdits #nandor the relentless #guillermo de la cruz

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i think will knew he was special considering he tells hannibal he's all alone and that they're alone without each other. will understands that hannibal is alone even with all the other murderers he surrounds himself with, because he cannot find the same fulfillment in the company of others as he does with will because only will can see him and understand him and take away his loneliness.

hi anon ! thanks for sending this bc it's smth i've been meaning to expand on for awhile. i wrote a post many moons ago abt it and have another ask thats just been Waiting for a proper reply (srry!) and maybe now's the time to address it

okay so. i think this ask is in reference to my tags on a recent reblog, screencapped here for reference:

i think youre right that will is aware that he's special to hannibal, considering he's special enough to be one of the patients hannibal decides to try and coerce into their "Becoming." but! i do question will's understanding of the Depth of his uniqueness to hannibal.

in shiizakana (s2e9), after will finds out about randall tier having been hannibal's patient and margot visits him at home to chat abt hannibal's therapy, will has a bit of a stress fit in his next session:

pacing the room, avoiding the chair. he's questioning what he has in common with hannibal's other patients... he wonders how many others there have been – even bringing up his brief conversation with hannibal's own therapist who tells will he isnt in a particularly unique dynamic with hannibal

but. this is in shiizakana, 3 eps before the quote you're referencing. so let's move forward and see what's changed:

in tome-wan (s2e12), will finally gets to properly speak with the famed dr. du maurier and he asks how they can bring down hannibal. her only advice being

so. hannibal's got a bit of an ego (shocker). and during their next session,, things get a lil dicey. will leans hard into this idea. he essentially lists off all the work hannibal's done to get will to be entirely his

i'd like to argue that will doesn't see this list as a "why im special to hannibal" list but rather a way to stroke hannibal's ego, like bedelia had explicitly said would be hannibal's downfall. bc the fact is,, will Knows hannibal can and likely has done this level of insane shit to others. and narratively,, i'd say a lot of will's dialogue in this scene is influenced by bedelia's advice from the scene before where she advises will to stroke hanninal's whimsey and his need to feel Unique, even god-like. and hannibal even sees will seeing him!

so yeah will's saying "we're unique together," but that's also flattery on his part towards hannibal.! he's using hannibal's knowledge of his empathy to convince him that Only Will Gets Him. he's saying "yes ive been applying myself to your perspective and u are so unique and special." it's will manipulating BACK. (thats our powerful lil gay.) and i'd argue that all these layers of lies and deceit leave little room for truth and Feelings to leak through the cracks. how much of what hannibal says does will believe? how much of what will himself says does he believe?

all of this and we're still left questioning: does will know just how important and special he is to hannibal? well. i'l leave yall with some words from bedelia

#hehe. so maybe will doesnt consciously know he's hannibals whole world. but hannibal has begun to acknowledge it #hannibal knows will. will knows hannibal. they. they!#is this even coherent? i'd say mostly #i def could edit more and put more thought into it but. im simply too tired for that #instead ill simply say thank u anon for giving me an excuse to ramble about this #all for me to end up essentially shrugging and being like ''but anyway. who fuckin KNOWS what these guys r thinking am i Right''#they're so many layers deep in manipulations that i doubt they even rlly know what they feel or have the time to unpack that #but i personally dont think will really Really gets the depth of his uniqueness to hannibal until they're burning patient files #or when he sees abigail again #knowing hannibal saved her. for him.#or ultimately when he's bleeding out on the kitchen floor #(and then i have a Whole other ramble about will's back&forth confusion about his worth to hannibal again during s3a #but thats a story for another post. one ive already made but would Love to expand upon)#i just love saying words alright #this fricken SHOW #hannibal.txt #nbc hannibal #mizumono #hannibal s2 #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal #shiizakana #tome-wan #.txt #.png #maria is literally just rambling. hi #asks #ask #anon

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hi hi hii haiiii :3 I wanted to ask sumthin about ur vanny! id be interested in knowing if she kills, whats her motivation for it? does she actually go through with any of it? and what would she feel about it afterwards? i luv ur vanny and will so i would love to know more abt them but no pressure >:3c -sam

i'd be interested in knowing if she kills, whats her motivation for it?

well the answer to this question depends on the version of my au that we're talking about. i have two versions in my head: one in which william was a murderer and one in which he wasnt. the second one i imagine as much more Slice Of Life and is mostly for my own personal needs, because as much as i love fucked up shit, sometimes i just wanna write something cute in a mundane setting

in the first one howeverrr

of course she kills. now william's feelings toward murder and etc are irrelevant, all that matters is that she heard of him. and as any good vanny fan, i imagine that her motivation has to do something with her being a copycat killer. generally in my AU she's somewhat of a true crime freak ( or whatever they're called ) - ever since she heard of the whole fazbear schtick, she's been obsessed with it, obsessed with finding any information on it. she could probably spend hours trying to find ANY newspaper scrap about it and the murders associated. and when she puts together the story of the afton's youngest dying because of the eldest son, she thinks that wiliam's motivation was to rid the world of bullies ( or something similar to that ) thinking of him to be some kind of vigilante. and it absolutely does not matter if she's actually correct and that was indeed his motivation. because she'll decide to 'honor' him and continue his work, downing on a bunny persona as well, one that she ( just like william ) has always felt attached to, ever since the character was created ( similar to william, her bunny character would NOT be created just to be their murder persona, its something they made a long, long time ago )

does she actually go through with any of it?

i imagine that she at the very least makes the costume and even starts making a victim list, but never goes through any of the murders until she meets william, in which she starts to murder people hannibal lecter style ( where the murders are supposed to be love letters/messages to william )

and what would she feel about it afterwards?

a sense of.. relief, i would say? like how one would feel after their body is finally allowed to relax after a lot of built up stress. but i also think she's too focused on making the crime scene pretty

i luv ur vanny and will so i would love to know more abt them but no pressure >:3c

thank you , that means a lot ! ^_^ and if you wish to know more, here's a little something extra ! i imagine that william would be vanny's last victim

thank you :-D

lol its okay

#🥩 love mail ! !#vannton #just gonna put this in their tag so it doesnt get lost

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