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nalyra-dreaming · 5 years

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So I always post a recap, mostly for myself 🙂 (for later^^), but I hope you will enjoy as well! (Got a kiss from Will there and Hannibal didn’t kill me! – Win win!!) 🙂

I arrived on Wednesday afternoon this time, planning on working on Ravage stuff that evening with Romina, but we ended up with Electra and room service instead, which was awesome. (Thank you soooo much for the little firefly man dear!!!)

Thursday was Ravage ToDos then and London – going by Fuller’s on the way

getting my daughter a Harry Potter „Hedwig“ (as requested^^)

and dinner at the Michelin-star „Aquavit“ (Skandinavian Restaurant – the Blood Pudding was DELICIOUS!)

and then Pinter’s Theatre, watching Martin Freeman’s performance.

(We tried to catch him at the Stage Door, but he came out after 2h(?) and we left after 1h in the snow, because you know, Mads and Richard wouldn’t go so well with pneumonia^^).

Friday I spent a LOT of time trying to catch all the Fannibals I saw, say hi and invite them to sign „my Mads“ – bought back then for the German Comic Con 2016 (when he canceled) this has now been utterly filled up with Fannibal love from all over the place! (And Evalie brought her Will! It’s the same one from the meme photo you might have seen btw^^)

(And I had him sign it, too :))) Picked up lots of beautiful things from the con, but they’re mostly in the big package still and on their way home.

Opening ceremony had standing ovations, driving home the fact, that these people were actually there!

Truly amazing.

Meet and greet was fun but short, they only did a few minutes each.

Still enough time to realize a few interesting things about them, Scott being really aware of what we put on the table for example and interested in Radiance (looking through it ) and trying the Hannigram smarties that @TheCakeIsPeople brought, Aaron loving that people liked the Go-Getters and his other projects so much, Jeremy very unsure at that point still (Twitter feed later showed he always said the same things^^) but very deep and elaborate answers already, Richard interested in where everybody was from and commenting when he knew the place, Mads on beer 4 (afaik) at our table and a bit brisk, recognizing fans he met before, talking swedish with the Fannibals there and refusing to put on the bite mask we had laid out (as decoration) on sight^^^^. Darn. 😛

On Saturday I had 5 (!) photo ops, group with Romina, Aaron & Scott, 2 Mads and a Mads and Richard one. I took the cardboard to the photo op with Mads and we had to redo the photo 4 times, because of the glare :))) (Starfury put them all up for digital download, wohooo) and he was amazed by all the signatures on it!! Also – really life size 😛

The other was with something for the Kickstarter, I can’t show you yet^^.

Richard didn’t really pose that day, he was very stiff, hands in his pockets, standing to the side – we wondered if he maybe had a bad con experience before. (That was different day 2, yeah, good job Fannibals!!). Unfortunately you cannot see the “I’m fine” on my shirt, that’s what I was pointing at^^

Panels from noon, with Aaron and Scott being their usual hilarious selfs, Mads kind and witty (even though some of the questions were really… ugh. Disgraceful – someone asked him if he got „excited“ in the sex scenes for Polar(!) and someone else told him he didn’t have a fashion sense (like what the actual fuck?)).

Richard had an introduction interview with Sean on the first day, with only a few audience questions. Again, I think he was a bit … IDK, careful. On Sunday he did an open panel and was way more relaxed there as well! And he is SO WITTY and intelligent! And much more good looking in person than on screen somehow. Like really. A bit scary. :))

Mads is very nice, smelling lightly of cigarettes (well, duh^^), it was funny to watch/experience the poses he switches through for photos^^. Very easy to ask and stand next to. My hands were shaking nonetheless^^.

Aaron and Scott gave me one of the best hugs ever, I already had my pose with them from last time and told them so, just wanting a hug 🙂

Signing was fun, Mads and Richard, with Mads signing my three books (not showing you Ravage yet!), and I showed him the scene with the illustration of „Will pushing Hannibal in a wheelchair, at Bedelia’s dinner“ – because he had said in his panel that Will would have really enjoyed having the upper hand in S4, pushing Hannibal around in a wheelchair(!!). AND I FUCKING WROTE THAT. (Not actually in „A blackish red hue“ (at least the Ao3 version! (The book version has that scene)) but the image has created for a scene EXACTLY of that (and then adapted into the book, with permission of the artist(!)). I just…. I WANT TO SEE THAT, DAMMIT!! He said „Very good call“ :))) And then personalized it to me <33

Also, at that point he knew about the cardboard cutout being from the GCC, so they must’ve talked about it backstage! And I asked him to sign it all over his own face which he did, grinning.

And he’s finally on the LA Times ad, completing it.

AND on the sword sheath, checking all the signatures and commenting on them. He wanted to know where it was from and I explained and he was amazed. (Since he and Richard signed so small (in comparison to Eddie Izzard^^), I was able to put Scott, Aaron and Jeremy on it as well – you can’t see Scott here because he didn��t press that hard, his signature is above Aaron’s).

Oh, and Mads didn’t know that Hannibal got an Emmy nom that year we put up the ad in the LA Times – he was surprised and asked me which ones and of COURSE I’d had forgotten. Hope his team relays him the info via the tag on Twitter^^.

Richard just grinned a bit when I told him that the book is my S4-8 and that it starts at the Motel. He had an interesting expression on his face, I can’t really describe it, maybe a „would’ve sported dimples if he actually had them“, you know. Amusement-tinged. Also very interested in the signatures on the sword sheath!

Life goals. :)))

I had dinner in the bar late afternoon (the London Pride ale is very good imho^^), and then the cosplay contest was on and Noah won, yay, as flaming Chilton!!! They put up the incredible Wendigo-Cake there, from KitchenConjurer – it was cut up the next day, because Mads wasn’t at the cosplay contest.

Don’t remember what I did after the cosplay, lol. Ahem. 🙂 I think I went to my room because I was exhausted. ^^ All the nerves shot from the photo shoots and signings^^.

Next morning were more photos – another with Richard (and a little red dragon by PersephoneSiren!!!!!), who was so much more relaxed that day, and one with Jeremy – who was a bit bewildered by my ask to give me Bunny Ears – and THEN went and did the same expression Hugh Dancy and Joe Anderson did!!!!!! ROFL. Amazing!

Incredible panels followed – I would invite everyone who hasn’t to read through the Twitter transcript tweets – Aaron and Scott gave Mads a run for his money – aka he never stood a chance :))))

And then they went and cut the ear and nose/chin off the Wendigo cake and Scott kissed Aaron with its lips and you should have seen Mads’ face :))))) Hilarious! ❤

Jeremy is a panel revelation(!), I would pay REAL money to have him, Richard and Hugh on one stage, talking. These three must be so extraordinary together. (They already are separately, just saying… that would be like an intellectual orgasm).

Had to queue early and so I went and got my autos from Aaron and Scott and Jeremy then, who were soooo sweet and appreciative. And Aaron smiled when he saw the Go-Getters DVD, gave the DVD inside a little pet and signed it to me with a very sweet personalization.

Can’t wait for his new film btw, because the Go-Getters is hilarious and you should definitely watch it!!!!!

Another bar visit for food and ale and then the closing ceremony. Already.

It’s been almost 5 days and yet the time flew.

I cried.

And then I went to my room and packed up everything, creating an impromptu bubblewrap-suitcase. Went through fine, fortunately.

It’s been incredible and I will gladly come back no matter the guests (though these were incredible of course!), who knows maybe I can go to FFT3 if/when it happens as well, and I hope I manage some meat-ups. I met more people than I can remember, spent some very precious times in deep discussions on not so easy subjects, which I love and which is so, so, SO important.

If you’re reading this – thank you for doing so!

And if I met you there – thank you for making my weekend. Because the guests is one thing, but meeting you guys…. that is incredible.

I hope you enjoyed this 🙂

Feel free to ask if you have questions!

Personal RDC5 recap So I always post a recap, mostly for myself 🙂 (for later^^), but I hope you will enjoy as well!

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this-is-madsness · 7 years

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So, I am watching cake wars and got reminded of a thing I wrote once ;)

Anon asked: [text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex., - Hannibal and Bedelia, please.

Would you like to in a house? Hannibal rolled onto his side, breathing hard. A small hand gripped his own and squeezed it lightly while the woman the hand belonged to also tried to regain her breath and heart rate. She curled next to his side and placed her head on his chest over his drumming heart. Her nose rubbed over the stubble on his chin and her lips pepped small kisses along his jaw line. He smiled and caressed her shoulder with lazy patterns until he felt his eyes grew heavy. They had become quite cuddly the last month, completely against their intention to keep their relationship professional and just release some steam every now and then. They lingered in bed more than necessary, he kissed her hello and goodbye and sharing a glass of wine after their sessions often ended with them tangled in her sheets. And they had really tried to keep their hands off from one another. But they were just human. And after they had tried, they liked it.

Would you eat her in a Box? Her cheeks were already reddened, her lips parted and her hand tried hard not to guide his head to her clit to get her final release. He teased her since the first act of la traviata, the opera long forgotten and just the pure pleasure waving through her body. He had booked the box at the opera just for the both of them, as a little present for her upcoming birthday, he had said. Now she sat above the heads of hundred people that were listening intently to the actors and she was fighting hard not to cry out or moan to loud to rise any suspicious looks from other boxes or from the people on their seats. “God, Hannibal,” she moaned as his tongue licked over her clit a few times. He looked up to meet her eyes and she could feel him smile until he ducked under her ball gown again to continue his task. As the second act ended and the lights began to flicker on both doctors were engaged in conversation with other colleagues they had met by chance as one of the wives of her colleagues mentioned the healthy color of her cheeks. She threw Hannibal, who began to chuckle and wiped his mouth, a warning look and tried to give a proper answer.

Would you ride him in a car? They made their way home from one of the many galas they nowadays were invited to. She was his Plus One most of the times or he hers, that made it easier for both of them to avoid questioning why they always attended alone. Or whey they would leave together. The gossip on both of them was a well-used topic in many conversations, speculations and also bets were there enough but no one could clearly say what they were to each other. It these fools would know that they didn’t know the answer themselves… Her car was brought out to the door and she climbed in the driver’s seat of her Jaguar C-X16, a tricky mission in her long gown. Hannibal slid into the passenger’s seat with ease, and they both headed off into the night. In front of his house she shut down the car and looked over to him. This was always a moment that decided what they would do, what they could do. Their eyes locked and it just took one swift movement for him to pull her into his lap and hike up her dress. She had to wait nearly 10 minutes afterwards to get the steam out of her car to see something again through her windows.

Would you like him on the tree? He knew she hated hiking more than anything else, but somehow he had convinced her to go with him when he offered a small hunting trip into the woods. Her reward would be to know what he would serve her for dinner, so she didn’t complain much as he had picked her up early this morning. But she had imagined it quite different. Normally he would explain a lot to her about topics she hadn’t that much knowledge as she had. But today he was all quiet and only looked into the wood instead to her. She had imagined her back scratching against a tree while she would chant his name until no animal would come near the place again, and him pounding into her with her beloved roughness. “Whats the matter with you today, Hannibal? You seem awfully quiet?” She wondered aloud and caught his attention. He turned his head to her and studied her face for a few seconds before he got up from their hiding place and headed back into the direction where she imagined their car. He hadn’t spoken a single word when they arrived back in his home and he made her the rabbit stew he had promised her.

Would you, could you in the dark? The rain already fell when they arrived at his home later that evening and also there was a slight rumbling in the far distance. The weather mirrored her feeling better than anything else this evening. After they finished their meal she helped him carry their plates into the kitchen and placed them in the dishwasher. Until now they just had shared a few simple words, nothing like they normally did. And it bothered her to no end that he hadn’t told her what was wrong with him today. So when she just was about to put the last plate into the dishwasher and the lights went out and the plate slipped out of her fingers she wasn’t surprised to find him snapping at her for smashing his good porcelain. But she wouldn’t let him get away with that, not tonight. She had gone hiking with him and had spent her whole day in the mud and was now pissed as hell that he made a fuss over one plate. They raged, they screamed and they fought like they had never before. In fact they never had raised their voices over one another. But every time there would be a first time. She headed out into the dark, realizing her car wasn’t at his place when the sky cracked again with lightning and another rush of rain poured down.

Would you kiss her in the rain? He wanted to ignore the fact that she was out there, in the rain, soaking. He had slammed the door after her but now was concerned where she would go in the rain. He pulled his raincoat from the rack and threw it over, letting the front open and took an umbrella with him. It was pitch black outside and even the streetlamps couldn’t illuminate the streets to see where she had gone. But she couldn’t have gone far, so he hurried the street into the direction where she lives and after just a few minutes he finds her, huddled under the small roof of a store nearby. Her hair is plastered on her head and droplets of rain are dripping from her nose and chin and her lips are chattering. Even if she had worn practical clothes to go hunting, they weren’t the ideal attire for pouring rain. He had tried to fight his feelings for her for too long now, the back and forth hurting him and making him cranky. He wasn’t sure what has gotten into him that evening when he yelled at her for absolute no reason, but now, while standing in front of her and looking into her blue eyes everything was forgotten and the only thing existing in his world was she. His lips crashed down on hers and she didn’t need any other apology, any words or confessions of love. She knew. He could kiss, would kiss, and should have kissed her a lot earlier like this.

Would you, could you on a boat? The waves splashed against the white luxury yacht in the harbor of Barcelona. After they had fled America and left Florence for good they had set sail to find a place where they could search for new identities, for a new home. Hannibal had just fixed them a mojito and added the last cubes of ice as she emerged out of the sun, just clad in a small dark red bikini. He definitely liked when they went to sunny places, which was for sure. She smiled as he handed her the cold drink and he watched her lips wrapping around the straw and sucking the cold liquor into her mouth. He had to gulp down the lump that formed in his throat to not jump her that exact moment. She knew what she did to him, that minx. Her hair flowed down her back now and she tossed it out of her face as she made her way back to the deck chairs where she had made herself comfortable. Hannibal watched her gracefully lay down again and putting her sunglasses on. He could see her exhale and relax again and decided he was granted a bit fun. He pulled out his phone and typed a text he had longed to write for a long time. The realization that they had nearly done all parts of Dr. Seuss “Green eggs and ham” with naughty intercourses combined with places and setting amused him to no end. So he typed “Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex. Have we ever tried on a boat?” He could see that she picked up the phone and read his text the moment it hard chirped its tune. Small line appeared on her forehead, clearly she tried to figure out what he meant by that.

He could nearly hear the penny drop and her crackling laughter felt like music in his ears. He nearly couldn’t react that fast as she was by his side, still laughing as she brought his mouth down to hers. “Would we, could we… on a boat?”

#bedelia du maurier #hannibal lecter #bedannibal #hannidelia #my writing

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