no line goes harder than hannibal saying “killing must feel good for god to. he does it all the time. and are we not created in his image?”surrounded by religious images
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Mads Mikkelsen by Patrycia Lukas
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Commission for the irrepressible Babs, who wanted poor Will doing his damnest to keep Hannicat from savaging Castiel, who must've grabbed his tiger tail or something XD
Maybe he didn't follow the rules at the Heavy Pettin' Cafe XD
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Adam always has a way to end a fight❤️
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we all make fun of hannibal for putting himself in prison because of will but it worked SO well… the fact he could just go and see him at anytime but had to stop himself from doing so was like hannibal had him by the throat, not even a wife and a kid managed to make him stop thinking about hannibal
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Lowly Desire
Yandere Gellert Grindelwald x Female Reader
Chapter One: At First Sight
After being in Azkaban for many years, Gellert Grindelwald was active in traveling. He still feels uncomfortable at the remembrance of his prison cell. Despite his almost old age, the silver fox would hop around from place to place for leisure. He spotted an unusual young lady like you in Thailand. Like him, everyone knew you were not a native but a tourist. In fact, Gellert had no idea what race you were. You don't even look human. A nymph, angel, doll or whatever. Some other beautiful creature. Even Veelas do not compare to you.
You were minding your business and studying the carved stone statues of Buddha at the Museum in Thailand. It was so beautiful and elegantly carved. It was nothing like what you have seen at the Museums in America. You were oblivious to the snake-like eyes of a man with one white eye and the other hazel. You wanted to touch the art work but knew it was not allowed so you stared in wonder. You looked around to see a gift shop to your left. Smiling, you left the scene.
Gellert on the other hand blinked at your retrieving form as you began to shop around. Thinking nothing more than another pretty face, he went around his business and began to look around more pieces of art.
Gellert was once again thinking of you. It has been four days since he saw you in Thailand. Now, he is back in London at his estate. He continued smoking his cigarette. He felt annoyance build up as he could not fully concentrate on his work to start the uprising of bringing the magical world over those damn muggles.
Muggles. He frowned. No doubt. You must be a Muggle. He did not sense any magic in you. A simple human. Weak and scrawny. You would not leave him alone. Sighing in defeat, he waved his wand. The spell caused your beautiful face to appear in front of him like a mirror. He studied the feminine angles of your face. The type and length of your hair. And the color of your lips and eyes. An odd and contrasting look you have. Nonetheless, you were absolutely stunning and it caused you to stand out like a sore thumb.
He traced your lineage and felt a surge of disappointment. It was as he thought, a damn Muggle. He already knew but it still soured his mood. He wondered why. The letters of your name appeared in the thin air.
“(First)(Last).” Gellert pronounce each syllable slowly as if he were reading a dictionary. A foreigner. He never heard of that strange yet lovely name. It was fancy and rather long. He admitted he liked it. It suited your face.
Time to pay you a little visit and punish you for distracting him. You need to learn your place not to agitate the most powerful Wizard of his time. Filthy Muggle.
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a villain, famous dark wizard and this is his face when he realized what Albus means
He has feelings
And he looks miserable
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