#Hannibal king imagine

[6rookie-writer0110]

Request - Spiderman (Marvel version of Nightwing) x Son of Hannibal King (Marvel version of John Constantine) reader.

•When Peter first found out, that you are a vampire he didn't believe it.

•Peter asked if the sun was your weakness.

•You can tell Peter didn't trust you.

•You showed him your fangs.

•Peter did have garlic on him because he thought you were going to bite him.

•You have your blood bags, so you don't hunt down people.

•You saved his aunt May from Green Goblin, since then Peter trusted you.

•Since then you and Peter started to spend more time together.

•Peter would try to make jokes about you being a vampire.

•But you would make jokes also about him laying spider eggs.

“Are you going to lay a bunch of eggs?” You asked

“ I don't lay eggs, Y/n,” Peter said.

“Your name is spiderman,” You said.

“Ugh,” Peter said.

•Before you and Peter would barely text each other but that changed.

•Aunt May noticed Peter smiling more and she would ask questions about you.

•But your father Hannibal King has noticed that you have a crush on Peter.

•Behind your back your dad did a background check on Peter and May.

•Peter would panic when you get hurt while fighting the villain, but sometimes he would forget that you can heal rapidly.

•Peter asked you out on a date and you said yes.

•But Hannibal isn't happy about it.

•Your father is very protective of you and doesn't want anyone to break your heart.

•Hannibal paid a visit to Peter to give him the talk.

•Peter told you and you got mad.

•Also Hannibal did interrupt your first kiss with Peter.

•Peter did get annoyed with Hannibal made spider jokes and laying eggs.

•But your first kiss with Peter did happen on your second date at the aquarium.

• After a while of dating, your dad caught Peter trying to kiss you but he aimed the sword at Peter.

•You got mad at your dad.

“It is my job to protect you, Y/n,” Hannibal said.

“He is my boyfriend, not the enemy,” You said.

Peter used his web shooter to take the sword away from Hannibal.

“I care about him and I won’t do anything to hurt him,” Peter said.

“Dad!” You yelled.

“Fine!” Hannibal yelled.

•Your dad surprised you when invited Peter and May over for dinner.

•The food got burned and May took everyone out to a restaurant.

•You noticed that your dad is getting along with Peter and May.

•Unexcceptdly you and Peter teamed up with your dad to save Blade.

“I didn't know, you were running a daycare,” Blade said.

“I’m going to make matching t-shirts calling ourselves the night stalkers”

“Hmm. Sounds like rejects from a Saturday morning cartoon” Blade said.

“I agree with Mr. Blade,” Peter said.

Peter felt scared being next to Blade because Peter saw him fight vampires.

“So, can we just go right ahead and sign you up for one of our secret Nightstalker decoder rings?” Hannibal said.

•After a while, Hannibal started to get along with Peter and you're happy about that.

•But Hannibal did tag along on your date with Peter.

•He knew it was your anniversary with Peter after almost a year of dating.

•Hannibal didn't want you and Peter to get a hotel room.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker headcanon #peter parker imagine #peter parker x male reader #marvel x male reader #spider man x reader #spiderman x reader #spiderman x male reader #Hannibal King imagine #Hannibal King x son #Hannibal King x reader #x male reader #male!reader

[suchawrathfullamb]

I love how unapologetic mads is about his crush on hugh like "yes he's so tiny, he's the dessert, handsome man, cute ears, I would keep him in a small fridge and cherish his body for a long time and smoke those ears" *stares at the dancy-ass so much bryan decides to change the plot and make the show gay*

#yes king thank you for your services #also he's so relatable like yes me too mads me fucking too #imagine the things we didn't see #i need the full bts of that show i feel like we're missing a lot of gems #and I stand by my theory that we hardly got madancy gag reels bc they were too incriminating #hannigram #nbc hannibal #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter #hugh dancy #mads mikkelsen

[tantamounttoflirtation]

Hannibal and Will having a cute little charcuterie dinner date but Will keeps moving all of the mushy grapes from his plate onto Hannibal's because he can't stand eating soft grapes

#h talks #I imagine Hannibal is like that friend who will eat anything you won't #don't like the pickles on your burger? he'll eat them. don't like the mushrooms on your pizza? he'll eat them #bf who hates mushrooms + bf who loves mushrooms = otp #projecting that Will has food sensory issues here btw cuz hes so me #for Hannibal eating is just another way to stim. sensory seeking king #ok I'll shut up now #nbc hannibal #Hannigram

[cannibalcoyote]

Masterlist:

*Imagines that aren’t linked means that they aren’t published yet*

Original Art

Original Stories:

Senseless Reality

Series

Imagines/One-shots:

Die Hard(Movies):

Simon Gruber Pt.1: A Stranger

Simon Gruber Pt.2: A Savior

Simon Gruber: Escape

Simon/Hans Gruber Pt.1: Alone

Simon Gruber Pt.2: I Will Protect You

Simon Gruber: Am I Worth Anything?

Simon Gruber: Vengeance

Simon Gruber: Lost

Simon Gruber: Fear

DH3 Cast: Anxiety

Star Trek:

Christopher Pike: You Saved Me

Christopher Pike: Arguments

Seven of Nine: Effigy

War Games(1983):

Dr. Stephen Falken: Enough Games

Dr. Stephen Falken: Living in the Past

David Lightman: Escape

David Bowie/Characters:

David Bowie: Sun Rays to Rainy Days

David Bowie: The Actress

David Bowie: Kid Sister

David Bowie: Confrontations

David Bowie: Determination

David Bowie: Don't Go

David Bowie: Security

Jack Celliers: Beautiful Eyes

Jack Celliers: Sadie

Jack Celliers: Alive

Rockstar: Your Story(Interview)

I Can't Stay Here Anymore

Jareth: Quelled Fear

Jareth: Twin Souls

Jareth: Lost Child

Jareth: Lost Queen

Jareth: Back Away

Mick Ronson:

Rockstar: Your Story(Interview)

I Can't Stay Here Anymore

Hannibal(TV):

Hannibal Lecter Pt.1: Antisocial

Hannibal Lecter Pt.2:Antisocial

Hannibal Lecter: New Patient

Hannibal Lecter: Protector

Marvel/DC:

Alfred Pennyworth: Alone

The Elder Maximoff(Series)

Animes:

Beastars- Pina: Leave My Lioness Alone

Beastars- L/Rouis: Scars

SpyxFamily- Loid Forger: Ease Up Old Man

TLOK- Kuvira: Safe

TLOK- Kuvira: A Friendly Face

TLOK- Kuvira: Prison Break

TLOK- Kuvira: Freedom

TLOK- Kuvira: An Uncertain Future

TLOK- Kuvira: Fury

TLOK- Kuvira: Ambush

TLOK- Kuvira: Sisters

TLOK- Kuvira: Bandits

TLOK- Kuvira: The Abused

TLOK- Kuvira: Fear

TLOK- Kuvira: Regret

TLOK- Kuvira: Sergeant

TLOK- Kuvira: Gone Astray

TLOK- Kuvira: Critical

TLOK- Lin Beifong: Family

TLOK- Lin Beifong: Lost

Black Butler- Sebastian Michaelis: Reaper

The Lion King:

Scar: What Did I Do?

Scar: Betrayal

Scar's Adopted Brother(Series)

Cats(Musical):

Munkustrap: The Beast He Made

Munkustrap: Why?

Broadchurch:

Alec Hardy: A Messed Up Situation

Alec Hardy: Correlation Does Not Equal Causation

Unraveled (Series)

Harry Potter:

Severus Snape: Siblings

BBC:

Doctor Who- 10th Doctor: Reunited

Doctor Who- 11th Doctor: I Didn't Mean To

Johnny Depp:

Johnny Depp: Bodyguard Bestfriend

Tom Hanson: Where is Y/N?

Sweeney Todd: Feeling Fatherly

John Dillinger: I Loved You

Jack Sparrow: Too Far

George Jung: Dangerous Affair

House MD:

Gregory House: Consequences

MASH:

Benjamin 'Hawkeye' Pierce: Decisions

Margaret ‘Hot Lips’Houlihan: Friends

NCIS/Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner: Found Out

Aaron Hotchner: First and Last Phone Call

BAU: Team Member to Murderer

Jethro Gibbs: The Dangers of Pride

Peaky Blinders:

Thomas Shelby: The Blind Woman

The Dressmaker:

Tilly Dunnage: I'll Be Here

LOTR/The Hobbit:

Thranduil: Why Did You Run?

Thranduil: Abandoned

Thranduil: Nin Naur

Woodland Princess (Series)

House of the Dragon:

Daemon Targaryen: Daughter

Daemon Targaryen: Bastard

Daemon Targaryen: Unexpected

Daemon Targaryen/Matt Smith: Two Face

Aemond Targaryen: Blood Debt

Hazbin Hotel:

Alastor: Protector

Alastor: Slave

Alastor: Facades

Alastor: Attachment

Alastor: Severance

Alastor: Tie

Alastor: Loyalty

Alastor: Lost

Alastor: Dealmaker

Alastor: Paternal

#masterlist #die hard #imagines #one shot #criminal minds #the lion king #the hobbit #broadchurch #MASH #21 jump street #hannibal #david bowie #jeremy irons #severus snape #christopher pike #merry christmas mr. lawrence #simon gruber #balto #alec hardy #jack celliers #war games #stephen falken #die hard with a vengeance #doctor who #beastars #hotd #hazbin hotel #the legend of korra #kuvira/reader

[kendallroygf]

kind of embarrassing but ive spent the last two days kind of going a bit insane over alexander and hephaestion . cringe

#sorry but that anecdote about queen statira confusing hephaestion for alexander and his wuthering heights ass reply …. cmon….. #it’s so insane to think abt tho …. he didn’t eat or drink for three days he cut his hair short meanwhile his lovers ashes were scattered #around babylon ….. liek sorry but i need some hbo tv show abt them not fucking heart stopper or whatever this is why hannibal was so good #like that bit where hannibal was like haha btw we’re literally achilles and patroclus #also imagine literally being known as the god-king but every night ur getting fucked stupid by ur advisor/general/second in command . #sorry but the fujoshi in me heard abt them in 1 greek warfare lecture and ran w ittttt

[katnissgirlsmakedo]

soooo charmed by the idea of masses of people completely unfamiliar with the subject matter watching king arthur 2004 because mads mikkelsen and hugh dancy were in it. like i know you girlies are out there i see you on letterboxd… and i cannot fathom what you got from this 2 hour movie but i’m glad you’re out there <3 the world always needs weird girls <3

#genuinely i wonder what they got from this. #can you imagine being an nbc hannibal girl watching. king arthur 2004. just for your men… and then they have no screen time and one dies #rest in peace tristan <3 loved your falcon <3 #going to make a monster fucking post about all my little thoughts on this movie because i wasted my letterboxd review on a joke #beth.txt

[cursemewithyourkiss]

Had a vision of a scene between Hannibal and Will like the ballroom scene in Labyrinth and I cannot stop thinking about it

#like its wills imagination slash a dream slash whatever and he is sarah and hannibal is the goblin king #and will is looking for hannibal who is wearing a mask and they end up dancing etc etc #but then will realises something and leaves and it turns out in real life something awful is happening or whatever #i see it soooooo clearly #bryan fuller you can steal my idea i dont mind #but the idea of a dancing scene between them is sooooo good #and like season 4 was intended to be a lot in wills mind right? it would work so well #shaking crying etc #hannibal #labyrinth #fuck off me

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Can I request for your Halloween celebration dracula x fem reader with the prompt you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, with loads of fluff and maybe some smut please

.⋆｡A Chance｡⋆.

Count Vlad Dracula x plus size reader

When you are sentenced to death by your village, the monster in the woods gives you a chance at a better life- by his side

Warnings: minor angst (reader is sacrificed by her village), fluff, i kind of followed the Dracula Untold backstory because he is so stupidly hot and I love the angst, love confessions, mentions of blood, Vlad is slightly toxic but what do you expect, biting, sort of implied death? reader is turned

WC: 2.9k

Minors DNI

Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library

Halloween Celebration

Every town had their own ghost stories, legends that grew from whispers in the night. But the monster that stalked your home was very real and very dangerous. It stalked the shadows between the small homes, picking off the weakest of the population in the dead of night.

Fear was woven into your very existence, taught to you since the moment you could comprehend your parent’s words. Your senses were constantly tuned to the world around you, listening for any extra footsteps, eyes locked on the castle that loomed over your home but it wasn’t enough, not when the elders of the village determined that in order to protect everyone, only one must be sacrificed.

You were the easy choice- young enough to be a valuable meal but not a child anymore, you were pure and soft, unable to protect yourself in the vast wilderness that surrounded you. You screamed and cried and fought them as hard as you could but it did you no good, you still ended up at the steps of the steps of the castle, barefoot and terrified.

Frozen in fear, you trembled as the huge ornate doors opened before you. Candlelight spilled into the night air illuminating your way, but you refused to move. Some baser instinct in your brain told you that if you remained totally still, the monster would leave you alone and once dawn finally broke, you could run to another town.

Alas, it knew you were there. “Come inside before you catch your death of cold.” A voice called to you, urging you into its den. Acting of their own accord, your legs pushed your forwards and into the warmth of the grand hall, even as your mind screamed at you to turn and run. 

As soon as you were inside, the doors slammed shut behind you, sealing you into the place that would become your tomb. “Such a skittish little thing aren’t you.” The voice bounced off the towering walls and you whipped your head around, attempting to pinpoint where it came from.

Your heart pounded in your ears as your stomach twisted in fear. A sigh echoed around you. “You needn’t be frightened little one, I will not hurt you.” The voice was far softer now, the tone more of a man comforting a scared animal rather than a deadly creature taunting its prey.

“Please don’t kill me.” You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as tightly as you could. The smell of copper and ancient books overwhelmed your senses as someone stood before you. 

A soft touch against your full cheek made you flinch but the hand did not move away, in fact the tips of his fingers brushed your skin, travelling slowly downwards until they touched your lips. “How could I destroy something so pure?” He whispered.

Tentatively, you cracked open one eye and your breath caught.

Before you stood the most handsome man you could imagine. Black curls framed a square jaw, dotted with dark stubble. His eyes seemed brown at first but the longer you looked, the more you realised that they were an incredibly deep red. Shallow wrinkles decorated the outside of his eyes and his mouth, making him appear incredibly human. A smile pulled at his thin lips, exposing a pair of deadly fangs. He wore an outfit of delicately embroidered silk, making him appear as a lord or a king.

Your body relaxed, allowing him to cup your jaw with a fondness you couldn’t quite understand. “There you go. See, nothing to be afraid of.” His accent was thick, very much like the way your grandfather used to speak when you were little. “Now, why don’t you tell me why you were outside my home in the dead of night wearing so little?”

It was only then that you looked down at the thin white slip you had been wearing when the men broke into your home and pulled you from your bed. “They brought me here.” You managed to say, your voice thick with tears.

The man’s dark brows lifted, prompting you to continue. You doubted you couldn’t disobey if you tried. “They said it was to stop more deaths.”

His slightly crooked nose twitched as his eyes flashed with anger. “Foolish.” He snarled under his breath, and you gasped as he squeezed your wide hip tightly, you hadn’t even realised that his hand had moved. That seemed to break him from his trance.

“Ah I apologise. To touch a lady like yourself in that way is most inappropriate. Here, let us get you warm and fed.”

Sunset licked at the horizon, painting the sky with streaks of purple and pinks until they bled into the back of night, giving way to the silver of stars. You had slept through the day, too exhausted from the night’s events to even eat once you had bathed. 

Your benefactor had provided you with a truly lavish room and clothes that were slightly outdated but made of incredibly expensive materials. He told you to rest and that he would rejoin you the next night since he had some business to take care of during the day. You were so tired, you didn’t question him but now, you wondered what possible business he could be attending to.

Too frightened to leave your room, you settled on looking through the small collection of books on the shelf next to the bed. Many of the titles were in languages you could not understand but there were a few that you recognised. Love stories and tales of valour, stories you were told when you were young before your parents had died.

Absent-mindedly, you plucked one out and turned to the first page. The words were so achingly familiar- a girl is forced into the servitude of a monster by her family. He is wary of her at first but slowly, they begin to fall for one another until she kisses him after they are attacked by the villagers and he nearly perishes. The beast turns back into a man and they spend the rest of their lives in bliss. 

“I see you are quite fond of that story as well, it has always been a favourite of mine.” His voice startled you but terror did not accompany it. You looked up from the book to see the man, who had not yet told you his name, leaning against the doorway. Unlike the night before, he wore a simple white tunic and dark trousers. 

Heat bloomed across your cheeks as you spotted the way the dark curls on his chest were exposed by the loosely tied shirt. “My mother used to read it to me.” You stammered out, causing his smile to become even softer. 

“She must have been a woman with taste.” You nodded absentmindedly, tracing the spine of the book with your fingertips. Silence settled between you and after a moment, he spoke again.

“You may ask questions, I will not punish you for being curious.” He gently took the book from you, placing it back onto the shelf before he took your hands into his own. His skin was cold, unnaturally so, and it sent a chill down your spine.

“What- who are you?” The words flew from your lips. You expected him to show some offence to your question but he just chuckled and brought your hands to his mouth. He placed a kiss on your knuckles.

“I am Count Vlad Dracula and this is my home, as it has been for centuries.” Your breath hitched, he continued. “As for your other question, I am an ancient creature who must consume blood to live. There are many names for my kind but I prefer the term vampire.” 

“Are you going to feed from me?” Your voice was barely a whisper, merely a soft exhale forced from your lungs.

“No, I would never wish to mar your perfect skin with something so sinful, not unless you beg.” Your heart jumped.

“Why would I beg for that?” But he just shook his head with a cocky smirk, refusing to answer. “Why didn’t you kill me like the others?”

Dracula sighed heavily and released your hands. “There are many monsters in this world and some are not trapped by the night. Killers and rapists, evil men who lie and manipulate for personal gain. Those are who sustain me. Their blood is sour, tainted, but I refuse to kill those who have done nothing to deserve such a death though their blood is undeniably sweeter.”

His face twisted with shame and despair, the face of a man condemned for his sins no matter how much he repented. You tentatively stepped closer to him. “You’re an avenging angel, a noble monster.”

He scoffed but it was not spiteful, in fact, it almost seemed fond. “I am no angel, I am only fulfilling a duty I was bestowed long ago.”

“You saved me, that seems quite the noble deed.” Something in your chest tugged you to him, compelling you to wrap him in your arms and hide away forever. Instead your fingers curled into the soft sieve of his shirt, anchoring you to him once more.

“Not as noble as one might think. But let us not dwell on that, you must be famished. I think a hot meal will do you some good and then maybe you can read to me by the fire.” He picked up the book once more as he gestured for you to wrap your arm through his own. You dutifully obeyed, ignoring the feeling of his muscular bicep in your hands as he led you away.

“Has this always been your home?” You asked, desperate for an interruption to the silence between you. Dracula’s eyes flicked to you briefly, the red of his irises flickering in the candlelight of the hall.

“No, for much of my human life, I lived in a village not too dissimilar to your own. But that was a very long time ago and I prefer not to think on the past.” Your mouth snapped shut and you nodded in feigned understanding. 

Your combined footsteps echoed behind you, leaving ghosts of yourselves to follow as you journeyed into the heart of the palace you had feared for so long. 

——————

Most days followed this pattern, you would sleep until early evening when Dracula would rouse you with a gentle knock at the door. He would escort you to the dining room, you would eat while he sipped at a goblet of what looked to be wine and then you both would settle in one of his many sitting rooms with a book, a new one each time. Sometimes he would tell you stories of his undead life, painting vivid pictures of far away lands and unique people. On occasion, he would detail his affliction, giving you glimpses of how this all came to be.

Then, as midnight struck, he would leave you then with a gentle kiss to your knuckles. He would return hours later, smelling of the earth and blood. 

In those moments, his eyes were always wild. In those moments, his chest puffed with air though he did not need to breathe. It did something inexplicable to you, a fire would flicker to life in your belly as wetness pooled at the apex of your thighs. He would look at you as his nostrils flared, undoubtedly inhaling your scent. He would tear himself from your presence and retreat to his chambers in the back of the palace where you were forbidden to go.

By the next evening, he would be himself once more.

“Vlad?” The vampire opened a single eye in acknowledgement from where his head lay in your lap. One of your hands was buried in his black curls, while the other held up a book which you quickly discarded to the side so you could rest your palm against his sternum. When you first touched his chest like that, the lack of a heartbeat greatly disturbed you but now, it was strangely comforting. 

“What is it my sunlight?” You tried to smile at him but you knew he could see right through you.

“Do you promise not to get mad at me?” He chuckled, his broad chest shaking beneath your hand.

“I will never get mad at you.” You breathed out a heavy sigh of relief before speaking again.

“Why have you kept me here so long? I would think that you do not need a human around that you will not feed off of. I can’t see myself providing you any real use.” His other eye snapped open and part of you screamed to stop talking, to take it back under the guise of you being too hot but another part was curious about his answer. “I suppose a woman has other uses but you have not touched me outside of moments like this so-“

Faster than you could comprehend, Vlad sat up straight, his face mere inches from yours. “Where did you come up with these ideas?”

“I-“

“If you wanted to leave, you could just leave but I guarantee the village won’t take you back.” He snarled spitefully. He scoffed and stood from the sofa but you quickly followed. Before you could think, you grabbed his hand.

The growl that escaped his lips was that of a vicious beast as he bared his deadly fangs at you, his eyes flashing bright red. A brief spike of fear raced through you and you gasped. Suddenly, he was back to himself. “I frighten you, that’s why you want to leave.”

You quickly shook your head, your grip upon his wrist tightening though you would be no match against his strength. “I am more frightened of the spiders in my room than I am of you. You tell me you are a monster yet you have never hurt me, you have been kinder to me than most humans I have met. I wonder about those things because I feel useless to you. You ask nothing of me in exchange for your home, your protection, your food. And I fear that one day you will desire something of me that I cannot give and I will have to leave you.” 

His broad shoulders sagged as he faced you once more. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” He murmured in reverence. “And I am a selfish, selfish man.”

“To keep you here, in my home, to dress you in clothes of my choosing, to have you read my books- it is selfish, entirely so but I find that I am unable to part from you. Your very existence calls to me, urges me to do terrible things just to keep myself from drinking you down. You have enchanted me, hypnotised me from the moment you stepped foot in my home and I cannot explain it. It feels as if my heart has known you for years.” Every word he spoke resonated through your chest, articulating the feelings that swirled around your mind aimlessly. You stepped closer to him and his arms wrapped around your thick waist.

“You make me feel human again.” He pulled you closer, your breasts brushed against his strong chest. “You remind me what it is to love and to be loved. You have given me a chance to live anew and I wish to give you the same chance, no matter how selfish it may be.” His right hand trailed up your arm, coming to rest at the base of your throat, his thumb pressed against the frantic beating of your pulse.

“I want to taint you, to condemn your soul to hell as long as it means that you can be by my side until eternity. I keep you here because I need you, because I crave you like the tide craves the moon, like flowers crave the sun. You are the purpose of my undead existence, I have lost too much already and I will not lose you too.”

Your eyelashes fluttered against the steel of your cheek as the tip of his nose brushed against your own. “You will never lose me, I am entirely, wholly yours.” His groan echoed through your chest, it made your skin explode in goosebumps.

“Don’t say that my sunshine.”

“Why not?” Your gaze was fixated upon his lips, eager to finally feel them upon your own.

“Because I really will make you mine. I will turn you, make you into a monster like me.” But his tone was eager, filled with desire and longing for just that.

“Then give me a chance for an everlasting life- with you.” There was a moment’s pause and then he ducked his head, his lips barely brushing against yours as they travelled down your jaw and moved along your throat, coming to rest where his thumb had been but he did not bite.

“Please Vlad.” You begged, burying your hands in his hair once more.

“I told you that you would beg for this.” He teased before his jaw hinged open and he sunk his fangs into your warm skin, quickly draining away your mortal life. You clung to the monster who was destined to kill you and all you could think was that maybe the fear you felt for so long was only a restlessness for a new beginning.

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[tethered-heartstrings]

hannibal is the king of self-insert fanfiction because i guarantee he was imagining wild insane freaky out of this world horny sex between him and will during the three years he was in prison and nobody could stop him

#this should be one of those posts that gets drafted then deleted 6 months later #the speaking clown #hannibal #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter

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⤷♡.+ Greek Mythology; ⚡

⤷♡.+ Egyptian Mythology; 𓂀

⤷♡.+ Historical Characters; 📜

➷ The Lost Queen | Yandere!Alexander the Great ❝You woke up near a military camp without remembering how and why you got there, you didn't understand why they were dressed like ancient Greeks, all you knew was that you weren't safe and you needed to get out of that place as soon as possible. Too bad for you that you found yourself attracting unwanted attention from the Macedonian King and he won't let you go so easily.❞ The Lost Queen Series Masterlist

⤷♡.+ The Vampire Diaries + The Originals; 🧛

⤷♡.+ House of the Dragon; 🐉

⤷♡.+ Game of Thrones; ❄️

⤷♡.+ The Sandman; ⌛

⤷♡.+ Outlander; 🗿

⤷♡.+ Wednesday; 🎻

⤷♡.+ Brooklyn Nine-Nine; 👮‍♂️

⤷♡.+ Bridgerton; 🐝

⤷♡.+ Shadow and Bone; ☠️

⤷♡.+ Outer Banks; 💰

⤷♡.+ K-Dramas; ❤️

⤷♡.+ Reign; 👑

⤷♡.+ The Tudors; 🗡️

⤷♡.+ Hannibal; 🍽

➷ The Bloody Viscount | Yandere!Anthony Bridgerton ❝You had fallen in love with Viscount Bridgerton and he had fallen in love with you. The marriage seemed perfect, but then why did Anthony Bridgerton always come home late and bloodstained?❞ Prologue; Chapter 1; Chapter 2; ➷ The Shadow of the Golden Dragon | Yandere!ASOIAF/HOTD/GOT ❝You have always been an avid reader and your greatest passion was delving into the pages of "A Song of Ice and Fire" by George R.R. Martin. You knew every character, every twist and every detail of the Seven Kingdoms as if they were part of your own life. But what you never imagined is that an unexpected encounter with a mysterious antique book seller would change your life forever.❞ The Shadow of the Golden Dragon Masterlist

⤷♡.+ Percy Jackson; 🌊

⤷♡.+ Harry Potter; 🔮

⤷♡.+ A Court of Thorns and Roses; 🌹

⤷♡.+ A Song of Ice and Fire; 🔥

‘‘We were born to be alone but why we still looking for love?’‘ ˚˖੭ Lovesick Girls, BLACKPINK.

⤷♡.+ Attack on Titan; ⚔️

⤷♡.+ Naruto; 🍥

⤷♡.+ Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir; 🐞

⤷♡.+ One Piece; 👒

⤷♡.+ How To Train Your Dragon; 🐲

⤷♡.+ Death Note; 📓

‘‘Don’t you know that you’re toxic?’’ ˚˖੭ Toxic, Britney Spears.

⤷♡.+ Marvel; ۞

‘‘I wish you would love me again, no, I don't want nobody else.’’ ˚˖੭ Love Me Again, V.

⤷♡.+ Love Letters; 💕

⤷♡.+ Love Letters II; 💕

⤷♡.+ Kinktober 2023; 🎃

➷ A Black Rose | Yandere!Ian Daerier ❝A cruel and narcissistic reaper falls in love with the woman he was supposed to take the life of.❞ Oneshot;

#navigation #masterpost #masterlist #masterlists #rules #fandoms list #prompts #emoji prompt #prompt list #yandere au #love letters #wips #yandere #dark au #📌 pinned post

[ganem-ouchie]

Fuck it I'm calling all Hannibal fans who still have had the misfortune of not knowing about The Amazing Devil and their music.

THEIR SONGS ARE FOR US TO FUCKING GNAW ON!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here are the ones I think are the most hannigram coded to ever hannigram code (the list is not short)

Love Run Intro

King

Pruning Shears

Elsa's Song

Pray

New York Torch Song

Two Minutes

Love Run Reprise

The Rockrose and the Thistle

The Horror and the Wild

Farewell Wanderlust

Fair (wailing)

That Unwanted Animal (ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?????????)

Marbles (wailingx2)

Battle Cries

Secret Worlds (this one is self indulgent and a little more reach but i cant help but imagine them to it)

The Calling (ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING MEx2)

Blossoms

The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace (this is literally Will s3 don't touch me)

So, after basically listing almost their whole discography. AND I MEAN ALMOST THEIR WHOLE DISCOGRAPHY. No matter if you're looking for cozy Hannigram vibes, Murder hubbies shenanigans, funky psychological " I wonder if either of us can survive separation" stuff, Will's POV, Hannibal's POV, both in different segments, WHATEVER. Please listen to them.

#I just needed to get this out of myself before I went wholly insane about it. Not sorry really lmao #hannibal #hannigram #will graham #nbc hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal nbc #ganethoughts #the amazing devil #sorry for the hyperfixation rant

[suchawrathfullamb]

just imagine him saying "hello...(nickname)". hello, most beautiful. hello, my king. hello, my little water nymph. heart eyes

#lambs pools #nbc hannibal #hannigram #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter

[copperbadge]

Supposedly, people with Anphantasia don't get scared reading scary stories, or at least not much. Is that true with you if you ever read Horror?

You know, I'd never thought about it, but I suppose it is. To an extent, anyway.

Follows a discussion of my relationship to horror prose and media; if you don't know what aphantasia is, as many people coming to this tumblr don't, I have a tag for it here that may help -- it's basically the lack of a "mind's eye", a visual imagination, so I hear/read things and don't see an image of them in my mind. If you are scoffing right now that nobody actually has a mind's eye, congratulations, you may also have aphantasia. The articles linked in the tag will be useful to you.

I have definitely been scared by prose before but it's very rare, and not much since I was a child, when the stories I found scary were preying on fears I already had. I loved the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark books, and I think it's not unusual that I found the illustrations more frightening than the prose, but the only story that ever scared me was the one about the vampire who kept trying to grab a kid through a window -- because I had a window over my bed in my childhood bedroom and I was terrified I'd look up to see someone looking down at me through it. Likewise, as an adult, the only content in horror I find scary is what I think of as "mind horror" -- the loss of faculty or the loss of awareness of faculty (think the end scene of the novel Hannibal with the brain). Which is one of my biggest fears.

I don't read much horror because generally I get bored, which has in the past made me feel faintly appalled at myself, but which now makes more sense. Certainly I have no interest in slasher-style gore in prose, because I find it uninteresting and it goes on a really long time, while I don't watch it in movies/TV because the visual is upsetting -- so if I was getting the visual from the prose I might react more emotionally. I am a fan of Stephen King but mostly his early work where he was shorter on suspense, and I was reading it because I liked the ideas and the characters. Carrie is super interesting because of the personalities involved, not because of the violence or the horror aspects. But I've never seen a movie adaptation and I can imagine I would be deeply unsettled if not distraught by certain scenes if depicted visually. Although I didn't find the Hannibal TV series super upsetting (I mostly was put off by how bad I imagined Will smelled) so perhaps body horror just doesn't do it for me.

This may also explain my hard-no on zombie media, because I'm not scared at all of zombies, I just find them boring and gross, and that leaves the post-apocalyptic humans. My hard-no on post-apocalypse anything is an aversion to imagining the end of my world, though, which isn't visual, it's conceptual, and not scary, just upsetting.

Like, people kept suggesting Zombies Run! to me when I was taking up running and -- well, one, I needed the music to keep my pace, I didn't want it interrupted. But two, I didn't see why a bunch of random groaning noises would make me run faster. If you could see zombies chasing you in your head, yeah, that'd probably be more motivating.

It kind of explains too why I haven't written much horror. I used to be very curious about how people worked out what's "scary" in horror prose and I guess part of the curiosity came from not experiencing it myself. It's tough to know how to write a scary story when stories don't scare you.

To be clear, I definitely experience fear. Reading Stephen King's "It" didn't really scare me, but there were scary moments in the film adaptations. I startle at jumpscares. There's plenty of stuff in real life that I'm scared of. And even podcasts -- I don't get mental images during podcasts like apparently most people do, but Magnus Archives got me with the "digging into your pre-existing fears" thing once or twice, and while I didn't finish The Left Right Game (I just got bored) the hitchhiker scene definitely got me. But I think, unless it's playing on something conceptual that already existed, yeah, I don't find prose particularly frightening.

Huh. This feels like the kind of thing that could have a significant impact on my creative output if I could crowbar my way into it. Knowing that I as an aphantic don't need descriptions that other people do has already, I think, impacted my editing process, but this feels like it maybe would somehow have an effect on the whole thing -- the fact that I don't experience emotions when reading in the same way other people do because I don't get the visuals is something to meditate on.

How the fuck did I ever even become a writer. Like what's up with that.

(Ironically it was X-Files fanfic. X-Files, a show that very much did scare me, for which I wrote and read a lot of fanfic, none of which did...yikes. Well, that's something to meditate on for the weekend.)

#sam has adhd #an aphantasia fantasia

[donutwatches]

MHA 2.12 - Todoroki vs. Bakugo - part 2

Nooo, not sad boy hour. He was so close to using his fire, but I suppose he still has a lot of emotions to process. I like that he is not magically all better after fighting Deku. It is more realistic if he still struggles with using his fire. 

BOOM! Bakugo McBomb really did not hold back, huh. I sure hope Todoroki did not turn into an ashy smudge on the floor. 

Stop being cute, Bakugo, I want to keep hating you. 

Oh my god, he looks dead. Stop shaking him, it will only make the head trauma worse. Imagine yelling at an unconscious person. He isn’t going to answer back, Bakugo, you killed him. 

HAHAHA, eat it! I love this ending for the tournament. Bakugo won, but in the worst way possible for his ego. Feels like karma being served. Todoroki goes all out in his fight with Deku, but not with Bakugo is like kicking him in his inferiority issues. 

Iida left before he could get a medal, boo. His brother had better rise from the brink of death quickly. Nothing bad is allowed to happen to Iida. 

BIG BUFF HUGS! Looks like Bird King is getting a beak-full of mighty armpit. And he is giving them all advice. This is too precious. 

Okay, that is extremely vague advice, but we’ll take it. Todoroki NEEDS that hug probably more than anyone right now. 

WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO HIM! Why is he getting the Hannibal Lecter lock up treatment? Yeah, this is a comedy gag that does not work for me, overkill. 

All Might, I know you mean well, but is this helping? “Hey, you won like you said”, yeah, but he won but in a way that was just another knock to his pride.

What an unexpected way to end the tournament. Now that it’s over, this might be one of my favorite shonen tournies. 

part 3 is here

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #anime #all might #yagi toshinori #bakugo #katsuki bakugo #todoroki #todoroki shoto #todoroki shouto #iida #tenya iida #tokoyami

[peachyfuck18]

Horror Icons as rulers of/or the Planets in order

Based off an au by me & @scionofthehellpriest

Stu Macher-Prince of The Sun

Symbolizes: Ego, Basic Personality, Consciousness, Vitality, Stamina

Billy Loomis- Prince of The Moon

Symbolizes: Unconsciousness, Emotions, Instincts, Habits, Moods

Herbert West-King of Mercury

Symbolizes: Mind, Communication, Intellect, Reason, Language, Intelligence

Tiffany Valentine-Queen of Venus

Symbolizes: Attraction, Love, Relationships, Art, Beauty, Harmony

Ash Williams-King of Mars

Symbolizes: Aggression, Sex, Action, Desire, Competition, Courage, Passion

Patrick Bateman-King of Jupiter

Symbolizes: Luck, Growth, Expansion, Optimism, Abundance, Understanding

Steve Harrington-King of Saturn

Symbolizes: Structure, Law, Restriction, Discipline, Responsibility, Obligation, Ambition

Hannibal Lector-King of Uranus

Symbolizes: Eccentricity, Unpredictable Changes, Rebellion, Reformation

Elisa Esposito-Queen of Neptune

Symbolizes: Dreams, Intuition, Mysticism, Imagination, Delusions

Amanda Young-Queen of Pluto

Symbolizes: Transformation, Power, Death, Rebirth, Evolution

#slashers #slasher headcanons #scream 1996 #ghostface #billy loomis #stu macher #reanimator #herbert west #bride of chucky #tiffany valentine #evil dead #ash williams #american psycho #patrick bateman #stranger things #steve harrington #hannibal #hannibal lecter #shape of water #elisa espocito #saw 2004 #amanda young #astrology

[agoraphobiaismyname]

I need a Murder Husbands Apocalypse AU but it's not Zombies or something. (Mostly because you can't eat Zombies for dinner.)

I want it to be like some world ending physics shit. Like S.T.A.L.K.E.R, Into the Radius or Pacific Drive. Reality is as unstable as the two and in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

Will is a woodsman scientist and Hannibal is a Surgeon? They'd be set. They can go where they want, do what they want. I imagine reality warps so they can go back to Wolf Trap and reclaim Will's old house. Turn it into a working base. Then they have a Villa back in Italy or whatever Hannibal wants, that's their home.

I want some science mystical power that lets the two actually convert Will's house into a floating fortress (A kin to Baba Yaga's Hut) so when Will goes out to look at it in the night, to feel safe. It really is a boat in a sea of fog.

I want Will to be completely comfortable in this new life but now Hannibal has nightmares. Hannibal has a hard time adjusting to the more rough and tumble of it all, because he hates being back in a desperate situation but Will tries his best to make him feel better. For once in their relationship Hannibal is on the back foot.

Eventually Will makes enough money, or supplies to insulate Hannibal from the day to day struggle and the two start having fun together. Will teaches Hannibal how to fish. Hannibal teaches Will how to Hunt. They read quietly in their Villa. Make breakfast together.

All their neighbors, and I mean country neighbors where you're miles apart, like the pair. Will gets on the radio to help travelers through their part of the zone. Hannibal joins in after a while, and their dynamic over the radio is adorable. They also know that abrasive travelers tend to disappear more often in their area of the zone. They don't question it because how could such lovely people have anything to do with it, and good riddance to the rude.

#nbc hannibal #will graham #hannigram #hannibal nbc #hannibal lecter #murder husbands