#Hannibal you messed up so much

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I'm kinda hate myself for the fact that now my way to feel anything became rewatching Mizumono. It's like hoping that this episode would turn out differently, if I watch it one more time. I'm such a sucker for the murder family, even if I know that it would never actually work out, that it hurts.

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black sails is still so insane like yeah! here you go! fun pirate show! heres the utter torment that is being queer in this time period. heres several episodes setting up an m - f - m love triangle before they reveal it was far FAR more complicated than that. here are lesbians. everyone fucking sucks. have fun

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Old writing especially on Bo's and then Vincent's part. I realised that I was writing as if their s/o showcased their strength during later on into their relationship in the first three slashers, apologies.

A/n: I am no longer writing for Hannibal or any hannibal characters as I myself have forgotten my own perspective of them.

Slashers x reader who's stronger than them but doesn't look like it!

Warnings: blood and death on the ghostface duos part, very slight mentions of nsfw. But mostly fluff.

Slashers in this: Bo sinclair, Vincent sinclair and Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher (poly)

Relationship: romantic!!

Bo

It clawed at his ego, he's a pretty mean bastard and you know it 🫵.

He first thought of you as the most fragile and weakest person ever (and cutest), I mean, could you even lift a pot half filled with water?

Undoubtedly he used this assumption to 'help you' or more so at times tease you. He loves seeing your reactions and most definitely not because you're so small and kind to him, pfff of course not.

He just absolutely loves lifting you up and over his shoulder and he's definitely an ass guy. He loves ogling and smacking your ass but he won't get to that level until many many months later on. But he's still going to stare.

“Oh Bo, I think there's a rabbit under the truck!” You exclaimed to Bo as you noticed something white and moving below.

"An animal? *sighs* hold on, I'll get rid of that p-" He suddenly loses his ability to formulate words as he witnesses you lift the goddamn fuckin truck with one arm, and indeed there was a rabbit underneath.

“*gasp* it's so cute!” Bo cannot believe what he just saw. Damn, he gotta stop smoking so much it's messing with his brain. He's just staring at you as you pet the timid rabbit with your 'scrawny' arm.

He must admit he does fantasize about you lifting him up and shit, or topping him in bed. Whatever he's feeling that day, and he would rather swallow sand than ever admit that last part.... But y'know if you're up for it-

His cocky and prideful attitude seemingly making an apparent change, he would hold a cup or item you need above your head with a shit eating grin watching you get frustrated with him. Or when he would make jabs about you being too weak to lift three chairs at a time and would offer to help you. (So he could walk beside you.) But now... He still fucking makes jabs at you being weak, just to fuck with you even though he knows it's far from the truth. He loves making you seem like the little helpless princess and him being the asshole shining knight in armor.

You wouldn't mind tho would you? It's a win-win, you get to spend more time with your boyfriend and he gets to spend time with his girlfriend.

Vincent

So gentle and caring with you. He's gentle and caring with whoever he is with but your size just makes him think one wrong move and he's accidentally breaking your arm. And cause of this he can't help but be a worry wart at times and way too protective. Not budging even if you reassure him you're perfectly capable of doing something that requires strength.

During one of the dark evenings you walk with your lover in the forest, the side of the forest where there isn't roadkill so that you can breathe without torturing your nostrils. And finding some fire wood to spend the next dark hours star gazing and ranting to him while the sound of the fire crinkling and burning the wood serves as a nice background music.

Every step you take you hear the crunch of the dead leaves get crushed under your foot, both of you holding your flashlights. You have the warm and slightly calloused hand of your Vincent holding yours affectionately as his thumb brushes against the back of your hand and knuckles, gently tracing over and feeling the ridges and bumps.

You notice some fallen bark and shine your flashlight on it. "Vinny, look there's some firewood over there!" You exclaimed and shined your flashlight elsewhere, looking around more until you had shined it directly on a tree right in front of you that was occupied by a scary looking arachnid, its front limbs moving in a sluggish and relaxed fashion.

You let out a startled yelp and out of instinct your fist went to swing at the spider who somehow successfully managed to not get hit in the nick of time. This also startled your boyfriend who looked worriedly at you, his eyes scanned over to see that you were.. Fine! But the tree you punched wasn't. It has a big dent in it while the flesh of wood was cracked and damaged severely around the impact along with many splinters.

"I'm so sorry Vincent! There was a spider and I got scared!"

He almost let out a breath of relief knowing it wasn't anything serious but he can't get his eyes and mind off the injured tree. Did you... seriously do that? He gently took your hand and examined it, it seemed perfectly fine except for redness, light bleeding and a couple splinters on your knuckles.

He slowly raised one of his hands, pointing towards the punched tree. 'Did you do that?' Is what's probably going through his head. You chuckled sheepishly and nodded in confirmation. He sighed. For now, he'll worry about your fist.

Does this interaction change how he treats you?... Kind of. He isn't too pushy as he was since he now knows how capable you are of handling yourself but there's still that feeling in him, something that gnaws at his inner core for him to help you. He wants to feel useful and to serve you in any way he can, so...please let him dote over you still..? (Of course you will, you can't say no to him.)

If you want to pick him up he'll entertain you, though he'll be extremely flustered and giddy about it. He likes this way more than he should (in his opinion). How comical is it? He's a large 6'1 grown man being carried princess style by his tiny s/o. Despite all this, he still hopes you need him as much as he needs you.

Thomas

Trust me when I saw it really took Thomas by surprise. He's a really big guy and you say this little thing is stronger than him? Oh please, humor him after dinner.

He's a busy man with a lot on his plate, and you seemingly looking like the most harmless person in the world doesn't help, he constantly feels like he has to tend to you and supervise you from a certain officer.

Will usually not allow you to help him when he's working, it depends. He feels guilty letting yourself get caught up with all this but if you insist he'll gladly accept the extra hand with honest gratitude. But generally- 'Back away honey, you might get dirty.' Is what he wishes he could say.

In his eyes you're a saint, an angel. Made perfectly to fit in the space between his thighs he's sitting down and there's no flaw in the way his large hands cups your cheeks with those pretty eyes of yours staring into his – no room for mistake or complain. You're adorable.

The first time he allowed you to help him you admire your handsome behemoth of a lover chopping wood. Appreciating the rolled up sleeved that gave you a good view of his arms, his muscles flexing as he brought the axe down – after he was done with the first small batch of logs you hurried to grab the others.

Tommy watched with amusement and adoration before shifting his weight to help you but stopped as you started walking towards him five logs resting effortlessly in your arms. It didn't even seem to faze you as if it was just you were only a bunch of baby ducks.

Tommy watched in silence as you laid them out on the table, still kind of processing it before nodding his head in gratitude and resuming to chopping them up. He'll bring this up later, maybe. For now he'll focus on getting his work done and spending more with you, and your soft words.

He doesn't really care if you're stronger than him or not, as long as you love him and don't try to run away it's all good. If you want he'll stop trying to do everything for you even though he knows you don't need any assistance – he's so used to working around the house he feels restless not doing anything at all.

If you want to carry him, do it. He's all yours but please do it in private he won't be able to handle the embarrassment if his family sees it. And although he prefers to be the dom he doesn't mind it if you wanna take charge every once in a while and throw him around.

Plus, it creates something pleasantly warm in his stomach.

Michael.

He thinks he's going insane. (He already has.)

He's Michael Myers, the most ruthless killer Illinois has ever seen for the past decades. And you're saying this small creature that he's inhabited has greater strength than him... Yeah, no.

And then he sees you picking up three bodies out of the house with your bare hands while cleaning up the evidence of his the murder he left, quietly observing you. He won't admit it but it kind of irks him. He's supposed to be the one with power in this relationship and quite frankly he doesn't know the true extent to your power.

He warms up to it eventually – although it's more of he doesn't give a fuck anymore. You're not completely weak and helpless? Great, he doesn't have to worry about you as much. Key word: as much. He still does worry a lot when you're out for long hours – he's not worried you're injured or in danger (not anymore) but more as in you're not leaving him, right? Or ratting him out to the police?

Do not ever attempt to pick him up or anything even remotely close to that unless you want a glare from those void, soul-less eye sockets of his mask Or if you want a love tap on the head and cheek. If you give him enough guilty smiles and let go of him he'll let you off the hook. if not, bear the consequences. (They don't even do anything anyways, lmao)

He feels so incredibly annoyed when you start treating him like a child, telling him to go sit down or lie down in bed after he pulled a few all nighters and the fact you successfully manage to pull him back into bed: God dammit, why the hell are you even so strong and you're so small!? Grumpily he does stay put but only if you're with him too.

A man feared by hundreds, if not thousands because of the sheer power and mercilessness he leaves in trails of every step he takes in public... And then there's you, you're half his size and you have more control over him than he'd like. He'd never kill you though, not intentionally, but that will also most likely not happen.

Speaking of killing, don't think he won't murder someone if they attempt to hurt you and gets their ass kicked by you anyways. You attack, he lands the finishing blow. Don't protest, he won't listen.

Billy n' Stu

They're both pretty lean so you can believe it, if not for your given figure. They both adore it, so who cares? Billy and Stu will, eventually.

It was in the heat of the moment, you tell yourself but you remember in vivid detail the day where you saw the bloody escaping victim running towards you – adrenaline pumping in your veins, your mind immediately went into fight mode and swung a fist at their skull. You remember the sickening crunch as blood slowly pooled from their fractured cranium when they lifelessly fell down to the floor.

They first helped you with the lingering guilt first before Stu started annoying you.

''Can you punch me like that next but with a bit less-''

"No!"

Alright, no worries but now he's asking you to lift him up to reach things that he does not need help on. Maybe even just carry him and run around the house. (Don't be fooled, he just wants to be carried around like a child again.) Fluttering his eyelids at you and holding up a jar of pickles. 'Y/n, I can't get this to open!' Yes he can.

Billy, although tries to act neutral but can't help but let his thoughts wander. 'Wow... Strong girl... Can choke me...' He thinks to himself as he watches you and Stu. Not as if he'd ever admit that. He pretends he's disinterested in getting in your arms - no, he just doesn't wanna embarrass himself. But if you persist he'll begrudgingly agree. He indeed liked it.

Stu obviously takes a positive reaction, he loves getting dominated. You can take that however you like. Billy on the other hand feels conflicted, if he's not stronger than you then how will he stop you if you try to leave them or plan to rat them out? Assuming this is during the beginning of your relationship. But overtime the more he takes a good look at your face those thoughts will slowly drown away, there's no way you would, right?

The slashers will probably swoon if you agree to help them place the bodies where they want them to, like hanging them in the trees or something.

Billy keeps it more lowkey. Preferring to keep you in his lap and rest his chin on top of your head. Stu takes your strength to his advantage. When he gets drunk he'll whine and ask you to carry him to bed, and take his socks off. Annoying fuck but you love him either way. And Billy too.

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Can you please do slashers x s/o who owns a cat who's getting chubbier? This is based on my cat ever since I made him try a different brand of cat food, he likes it too much that he eat more than 3 times a day 😓

Also idk it you take anons

- 😾 anon

OMGGG CHUBBY CATS ARE SUCH CUTIESS!! I've always wanted a cat, but living in houses/apartments that's rented sucks😔. Since most of the houses & apartments I moved in don't allow cats or dogs.. And yes I do take anons!

Slashers: Norman, Carrie, Sinclair brothers, Patrick, Chucky & Tiffany, Jason, OG Michael, Billy & Stu, Billy Lenz & Brahms, Thomas & Bubba, The Lost Boys, & Hannibal & Will!!

(I was about to put RZ Michael, but then I remembered he ate a dog, so he'll probably eat the cat too 😭.)

Slashers x S/O that owns a chubbier cat!

Norman:

Norman noticed that your cat got much bigger! He asked you if this was normal feeding him three times a day. You said that it was normal, but he has to lose some weight, because he's becoming too big for some stuff, like his bed, etc!

He loves your cat so much though! It doesn't matter if he's chubby or skinny! He also loves feeding your cat treats, so he got really big the past few days. Over all Norman loves your cat, and that he brings comfort to him too! Norman loves to cuddle with you and your cat during rainy days or really cold winter days!

Carrie:

Carrie has been feeding your cat too! So she noticed that your cat is getting fatter, which means he's eating well! Carrie loves him so much, because of his chubbiness and how your cat is just too cute for Carrie to resist!

Carrie has tried to not feed him too much, because cats can get really lazy if they're too fat and not being energetic enough. If Carrie doesn't feed your cat, your cat will be bugging both you and Carrie for food and treats, which makes Carrie tear up because she doesn't want to make your cat too fat and how he keeps pawing at Carrie's legs! Which you ended up letting Carrie feed him since you felt bad for both of them!

Sinclair Brothers: (Bo, Vincent, & Lester)

The Sinclair brothers were really surprised that your cat got chubbier! Bo thinks your cat needs to lose weight, Vincent thinks your cat is fine, and Lester thinks that your cat is a cuddly squishy pet!

Your cat is like a comforter for Vincent! Vincent has been petting him and feeding him, and your cat loves hanging out with Vincent because of his quietness. Your cat also loves hanging out with Lester because of his playfulness! Lester would squish your cat's chubby belly, his cheeks, anywhere where his body is chubby! Your cat thinks Bo is a scary man, because of his angry face he always has. But once your cat gets really comfortable with Bo, your cat will be bugging him for cuddles in no time!

Patrick:

Patrick thinks your cat needs to lose weight. Sometimes Patrick gets ticked off when your cat keeps on meowing for food, or for something else. Patrick doesn't like pets, because pets are always messy. Patrick's ego is sometimes ruined from how messy your cat leaves behind, whether it's from eating, drinking, or getting out of the cat litter..

You've told Patrick that he'll have to learn to love your cat! Patrick didn't believe you because he doesn't like your cat leaving behind messes. So, it took this up-tight man a few weeks to like your cat. Your cat would make him feel better by sitting on his lap while sleeping. Your cat would make Patrick laugh from you playing with him and his toys!

Chucky & Tiffany:

Chucky is not really a big fan of pets, but Tiffany is! Tiffany thinks your cat is so adorable, his purring is what makes Tiffany love him even more! Chucky thinks your cat is okay, just a few pats here and there but nothing much. Tiffany loves feeding your cat treats because of how he'll always head butt his bowl to her! Chucky would also feed him treats whenever you ask him if he can, and he'll also pet him after once you get his treats!

Sometimes you and Tiffany would see Chucky sleeping on the couch with your cat on his lap. Tiffany would coo at how adorable they both look, and she would definitely take a few pictures with you in it for memories! Chucky and Tiffany don't care if your cat is chubby, they both love to cuddle with him!

Jason:

Jason would always carry your cat around the cabin! Your cat loves being carried around by Jason or you, so he wouldn't have to walk around and just lay on you or Jason's arms! Your cat would always look for Jason, because he either wants to be carried around or just sleep on his lap while getting head rubs while going to sleep.

Jason loves to feed your cat while you are doing something or you're at work! Jason feels really bad when he feeds your cat too much, because he thinks that you're going to be angry at him. Bless his big heart, because you would never be mad at him! You said to Jason that it was okay to feed him more, but you'll have to try other ways to get your cat to be a little more energetic!

OG Michael:

Michael thought your cat was pregnant. You told Michael that your cat is a male, and your cat tends to eat more because of his favorite food you always bring. Sometimes your cat would be on Michael's lap and just sleep, while Michael is stiff as a board so that he doesn't try moving and wake up your cat.

Whenever Michael gets back from his killings, he'll see that your cat is by the window waiting for him! Michael has been giving your cat head pats and rubs, but not a lot of cuddles since he's not really a cuddly person. Which is fine since your cat likes getting pats and rubs from Michael and cuddles from you!

Billy & Stu:

Billy is not really a cat lover, because he thinks all cats scratch you whenever they want. But your cat is different from other cats, and that is your cat is a lazy house cat. Billy likes to look at what your cat likes to do, so mostly what Billy has seen that your cat has done is just sleeping and eating!

Stu loves petting your cat! Stu will squish your cat's cheeks, tummy, and probably his arms too! Stu would definitely give your cat so many treats because of how cute he is, and he would also try and cuddle with your cat while going to sleep! While you are gone doing something or at work, Billy and Stu would be calling you so many times saying that your cat's favorite food is all gone! Billy and Stu will also try to get your cat moving around the house since he's been getting a little fatter!

Billy Lenz & Brahms:

Now there's two cats in the house to feed! Billy's cat and your cat! Billy's cat is a female and her name is Penny! Penny loves to cuddle by him when she's cold or she just wants to sleep! Billy loves to squish your cat and cuddle with him and his cat!

Brahms thinks that you'll have more mouths to feed! Brahms thought your cat is like Billy's cat, because she likes to scratch Brahms' arms, legs, or literally anywhere. But Brahms examined your cat for a little bit. Brahms saw how your cat is always sleeping in the sunlight or either sleeping on your lap or Billy's! So Brahms decided to carry your cat just like Billy's cat, and your cat seemed to just let Brahms hold him! So Brahms has a new favorite cat to cuddle with!

Thomas & Bubba:

Thomas and Bubba have never had pets, so seeing a really chubby cat makes them interested in what he does! Thomas and Bubba would always see your cat sleeping on mama Luda's rocking chair or either somewhere in the house where there's sunlight! These two would also see your cat getting head pats and rubs from uncle Monty or Drayton! Nubbins and Chop-top would do weird stuff to the cat that would eventually leave scratches on their faces for bothering your cat..

Mama Luda would carry your cat around and feed him when she has time! Hoyt just tells you that your cat needs to lose weight.. Thomas and Bubba would be able to help you and your cat! After these two saw what your cat likes to do, they started caring for him too! Thomas would feed him before washing his hands, because he's been chopping up meat for the family in the basement! Bubba would be playing with him and his chicken, Mr. Waddles! Waddles tend to poke your cat with his peak and which your cat just sleeps through it. Bubba would also put on dresses that he made for Waddles and your cat, and play dress up!

The Lost Boys: (David, Dwayne, Paul, & Marko)

All four of them think your cat is going to scratch them! David was the first to examine if he's going to scratch, so he poked your cat to see if he was going to react. Your cat was asleep so of course not he wouldn't even react! You found all of them poking your cat, which made you pissed because clearly they don't see that your cat is trying to sleep!

You told them after telling them to stop poking your cat, that your cat is a lazy house cat so he's not really a verocious cat. But your cat will scratch them if they keep on poking him like that. So seeing that the boys understand why your cat didn't react, they all started petting and rubbing him! They all took turns on who gets to feed and who gets to pet and cuddle with your cat! They also said whoever feeds your cat gets to cuddle with you too!

Hannibal & Will:

When you first showed them your chubby cat, Hannibal and Will asked you questions if it was normal for your cat to look like that. You replied yes, but since your cat doesn't like walking, he's just a lazy house cat! Hannibal has been around dogs so he knows a lot of things about them. Same with Will, his special animals are his 7 dogs! Will's 7 dogs love to sniff around your cat and just examine him.

Will's dogs boop their noses at your cat, seeing that your cat is still sleeping, they'll leave your cat alone until he wakes up! Once your cat wakes up Will's dogs will be licking, sniffing, and booping their noses at your cat! Hannibal would pet your cat while he's in his recliner reading a book! Will would definitely sleep with you, your cat, Hannibal, and his dogs in one big bed! Over all, all of them love your cat and you!

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Wife (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Description: Will and Hannibal have a wife that is just as crazy and messed up as they are.

Warning: Smut, Murder

Word Count: 2,556k

Hannibal and Will shared many things. The urge and like to kill, intelligence, love etc. But the best thing they shared was a wife. Y/N. She was legally married to Will but they all had a wedding together and had rings so maybe not by law but all three were married. Y/N was just as dangerous as the two as well. She knew of what they did and what they were capable of and she joined in. She loved it too. It made things so much easier on Hannibal and Will. They didn't have to force her to help or hide what they were doing, she just did it all without a complaint. Like right now: They all had a guest over that wasn’t aware of the relationship they had. Hannibal invited this guy over and he was about to be a meal. Y/N sat on Will’s lap in a red dress, her hair was up in a bun and her makeup was a basic nude look. Why wasn’t she sitting in a chair? It’s more fun this way. They all ate the food that Hannibal cooked up for them. Y/N stared at the guy Hannibal invited as he ate the food not realizing he was eating another human. It made her chuckle. She observed the guy as he put the fork of food in his mouth. She looked over at Hannibal as he talked with the guy. Will sometimes interjected to be a smartass but Y/N hadn’t said a word.

The guy looked at Y/N on Will’s lap and she waved at him with an innocent smile. He smiled at her and Will glared at the guy. The guy looked away and Y/N looked behind her at Will. His glare went away and he squeezed her hips. She rolled her eyes and went back to eating. “So Mr. Lecter, I see a ring on your finger, you have a wife?” The guy asked. Hannibal nodded and set down his wine. “That I do. She was a real beauty.” Hannibal said.

Y/N hid the blush on her face. “Where is she tonight? If you don’t mind me asking.” Hannibal shook his head. “Not at all. She’s here with us.” The guy looked confused. Poor idiot. “Right over here.” Y/N said with her hand up. The guy looked over at her and at Will. “So those two aren’t married?” He asked. “No we are.” Will said. “So she’s married to the both of you?” He asked. “I am.” She said. “Is there a problem with that?” Will asked. The guy shook his head at the dark tone in Will’s voice. “No, not at all. You just don’t see that too much.” Y/N got up off of Will’s lap and sat next to the guy. She looked over at him with her chin resting in her hand. “What makes it special, ain’t it?” She asked. The man nodded. “Yeah I guess it does.” She looked at his hands and noticed there wasn’t a ring on it. She grabbed his hand and examined it.

He looks at her weirdly as she looks at his hand. “You don’t have a ring on your finger. You aren’t married. So you gotta girlfriend?” She asked him. He shook his head No. She dropped his hand on the table. Will and Hannibal watched the scene play out in front of them. “Well I guess that makes this easier.” She says and pulls at a knife. She quickly stabs him in the head. He gasps and groans in pain as he twitches from shock. They all watch him as he freaks out. “What the fuck?” He freaked out. “When that gets pulled out you die.” She tells him and takes a seat on Hannibal’s lap this time. They all watched the man as he was breathing hard and trying not to freak out too much. “Will take it out.” Hannibal tells him. Will gets up and the guy freaks out yelling No as Will grabs a hold of the knife and pulls it out of the guy’s skull. Blood pours out and the guy falls on the table. Will looks at the knife and smirks.   

Other times when they killed people it wasn’t always a known fact that they were married or at all. Y/N set down her wedding ring and gave a deep breath. She was in the skankiest dress she had and heels. The dress was a pretty dark purple, her hair was straight and she had a basic makeup look. She walked out of the bathroom and looked for a decent looking guy she could play with and the boys could kill. She saw one about 6’4 and in a suit. He looked really good. He had shaggy hair and green eyes. She walked over to him moving her hips catching his attention. He looked at her and smiled as she approached him. “Hello there.” she said with an innocent smile. “Hey there, beautiful.” He said to her and checked her out. Will and Hannibal glared as they watched the man’s eyes drag over their wife’s body like she was meat. They watched as she twirled her hair and flirted with him. Her hand on his arm as she led him away from the party scene and to her room. He chuckled as she leaned up to kiss him, only cracking the door. Will and Hannibal followed them and watched through the cracked door. Their lips moved together as she sent the signal for the boys to enter the room.

They pushed open the door with a dark look in their eyes. “Well well well, what do we have here?” Will said. The guy pulled away from Y/N and looked behind him at the guys standing there. “Looks like these two were about to have sex.” Hannibal answered. “Get out of here you creeps.” Y/N yelled. She went up to them and tried to push them out of the room when Hannibal grabbed her. She screamed. “Okay guys let her go. We can just leave and go somewhere else.” He said. Y/N struggled in Hannibal’s arms as Will approached the guy. “No you won’t.” Will said to the guy. The guy laughed at him. “What are you going to do about it?” He asked Will. Will shrugged and pulled out a knife and stabbed the guy. The guy bent over and groaned in pain. Hannibal let go over Y/N and she walked over to the guy. “Sorry about this, my husbands are a little crazy.” She said sincerely. The guy managed to look up at her like she was crazy. “Husbands? You’re married?” She nodded and took the knife from Will’s hand. “Yes but I'm crazier.” Y/N said and stabbed the guy again in the stomach and dragged it across.

The guy screamed in pain and Will and Hannibal watched as their wife killed the bastard. The guy fell to the floor dead. Y/N turned towards them and smirked. She handed Hannibal the bloody knife. He took and smiled at her. “You did good, sweetie.”  He tells her. “Do I get a reward?” She asked them, batting her eyelashes. They look at each other and smirk. “I think she should.” Will said. Hannibal nods in agreement. “Take off your clothes and get on the bed.” Hannibal demands. She nods and looks at the body. “What about the body?” She asked. “We will take care of it after.” Hannibal tells her. She nods and starts to strip. The two watch her with their lip between their teeth as her bare body slowly starts to show. Her hands were bloody from stabbing the guy. “Are you guys going to undress?” She asked them, standing in nothing. Hannibal turns to Will and kisses him causing Y/N to gasp.

Will kissed him back and wrapped an arm around him pulling him closer. His other hand took off his blazer. Hannibal’s hands unbuttoned Will’s shirt and helped him take it off. Y/N watched in awe as her husbands kissed. She was getting wetter by the second. Once Will was shirtless his hands moved to Hannibal’s blazer and took it off. Hannibal gripped his ass through the dress pants making Will moan into his mouth. Once Hannibal was shirtless they pulled apart from the kiss out of breath. They looked at Y/N who was rubbing her clit at the sight. They smirked at her. “Come remove our pants.” Hannibal told her. She walks over to Will first and unzips the pants.

She gets on her knees and pulls the pants down his legs revealing his hard on through his boxers. She grabbed the hem of his boxers and pulled them down letting his dick spring up proudly. “Now come remove mine.” Hannibal tells her. She gets up and moves over to Hannibal and does the same thing. All three stood bare in front of each other and the dead man on the ground. “Onto the bed, bunny.” Will tells her. She gets on the bed with her legs spread revealing her wet pussy. Hannibal took Will’s hand and they walked over the dead body to their little wife. “Look at how pretty our baby is.” Will said. She looked up at them with puppy dog eyes, waiting to be touched. “Who do you want first?” Hannibal asked her. She looked between the two of them. “I want Will’s tongue.” She said. Will was amazing at sex but even better at giving her head. Will smiled and dropped to his knees. He grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Her dripping wet pussy now inches away from his face. He blew on her a little, making her gasp at the cool air. He took a finger and wiped her pussy gathering her wetness. She let out a little moan at the feeling.

He put the finger in his mouth and hummed at the taste. “You taste amazing, bunny.” He told her. Her face turned red and his words. He leaned forward and licked up her pussy gathering the juices on his tongue. “Stop teasing me.” She whined. He chuckled at her plea and dove right in . Her hands immediately went to his hair. His tongue explored her craven like a maze. Hannibal watched closely at how Will licked and sucked on her. Her moans were loud and pornographic as he pleased her. His name fell from her lips like a prayer. His hands gripped her thighs as he moved his head from side to side making her gasp. Her hips started humping his face making her whine louder. Each thrust of her hips she moaned out to the boys. Hannibal dropped to his knees and got closer to the two. “Good boy, Will.” He praised.

He leaned down and kissed the man’s neck. Will moaned into her pussy as Hannibal attacked his sweet spot. The vibration making her gasp and pull at the man’s hair. She was close. Oh so close. Her hips were going wild as was Will’s tongue. Her hole was clenching around nothing and her thighs started to shake. Hannibal pulled away from Will’s neck and looked at the girl. “Are you close?” He asked her. She nodded and moaned out a yes. He smirked and stood up getting on the bed with her. He played with her hair. “Are you going to cum for us?” He asked. She whined out a yes and gasped as she felt her climax hit. Her hips went crazy and her moans got so loud. “Good girl.” Hannibal said and leaned down kissing her neck.

Will let her ride out her orgasm before pulling away from her cunt. He had her juices all over his mouth. Hannibal pulled away from her neck and saw Will’s face. He leaned towards him and kissed him, tasting her juices. Y/N leaned up and watched them kiss. Hannibal pulled away from the kiss and licked Will’s lips, cleaning off his face. “You’re right she does taste amazing.” Hannibal says. Will stood up and switched places with Will. “Are you ready for my cock sweetheart?” Hannibal asked her. She nodded. He stood up and lined his hard cock with her entrance. Will watched as Hannibal entered her. She moaned his name as he pushed into her inch by inch until he was deep. Will started kissing Hannibal’s neck making the man’s breath pick up. He started thrusting deep and hard into her. She laid her head back and closed her eyes, moaning at the feeling of him deep inside of her.

Will was sucking and biting the man’s neck leaving hickies. Hannibal hated that and would have to punish Will for it later but right now he was enjoying the wetness and warmth of their wife’s pussy. His hips now slamming into her over and over again. “Does that feel good, Hanni?” Will whispered in his ear, biting it softly. Hannibal groaned out. His groan wasn’t loud enough for Y/N to hear over her moans. Will’s face was in Hannibal’s neck mumbling sweet nothings trying to get him to cum so he can be inside Y/N before she cums. Hannibal was so close just by Will’s words. He knew what he was doing and tried to hold off but he couldn’t. “Hanni.” Y/N screamed and that’s all it took for the older man to cum. She gasped as she felt Hannibal’s cum deep inside of her. “Yeah fill that pussy.” Will said and watched Hannibal’s face calm. Hannibal’s hips stopped after he came. Y/N looked up at him with a glare. “Relax darling we are switching spots.” He said and pulled out of her. Will quickly entered her and groaned.

Her pussy was like home to him. He loved it and never wanted to leave. Hannibal watched as he didn’t take a moment and started fucking Y/N like he waited his whole life too. Hannibal thought it was a beautiful sight. His two lovers becoming one. “Will.” She screamed as he hit her g spot over and over again. His head was back and his eyes were closed. He was making noise as well but Y/N was louder. If Hannibal didn’t know any better he would think it was a competition about who could be louder during sex. He himself wasn’t a loud person during sex but his lovers were. Will couldn’t help himself. Whether it was Hannibal sucking his dick or Y/N’s tight pussy he couldn’t help but scream. Y/N gasped feeling herself get closer to her release. Will felt it too. His hips lost their rhythm as he whined her name.

Hannibal watched the two lose their breath and shake as they cum together. Both of their eyes rolling back and hips moving as they ride out the blissful high. Both men filled her to the brink. Will pulled out of her letting their cum drip out of her hole. She looked fucked out and tired. Will collapsed on the bed next to her and sighed. “That always feels amazing.” He breathes out. Hannibal gets on the other side of her. She looks at the two men and smiles. “I love you guys.” They smile and say it back. Forgetting about the dead body until Y/N gasped remembering it. “Guys, the body.” She exclaimed sitting up.

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[dominantslasherking]

Slashers x Male S/o Masterlist 2

Here is my PART 2 Master list.

Hello, my devilishly handsome readers.

MASTERLIST PT 1.

Btw, Dominant Male reader FOR all of them.

Warning emoji⚠️⚠️ With the one that has smut.

Patrick Bateman

Patrick Bateman x Male reader Patrick had always mistaken his jealousy for you to be out of wanting what you want, to be like you, when it was in fact that Patrick was jealous because he couldn't be with you. Patrick wants to show you how much he wants you, by getting on his knees like a good boy. (BTW you're his boss)

MORE COMING SOON Billy and Stu

Billy and Stu x Male reader You always manage to catch Billy and Stu's eyes on you, whether it be in the college classroom, or when you're purchase horror stuff, they always seem to follow you. Even in your house you still feel their gazes --- Billy and Stu x Male reader. [Requested] Bill and Stu trying to feel the reader up after he killed someone. And the reader just wants to clean up his mess and go. And since his misbehaving brats don't get the hint, he pins them to the wall, hands around their throats, to get them to shut up

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Billy and Stu x Male reader [Requested]Billy and stu where male reader ignores them because they have been more caught up in there killing then reader so he gets annoyed and decides to ignore them MORE COMING SOON Hannibal Lecter Hannibal Lecter x Male reader Hannibal drooling over how fit and muscled one of his patients (reader) is and just fantasizing about what he’d let reader do to him during one of their sessions.

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader Your basically a mysterious male figure that happens to be around the bene gesserit, (whom not even they could control you) Feyd is obsessed with you, a deep longing inside his soul, his body.

--- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader One of Feyd's Harpies disrespects you. Feyd is ruthlessly possessive and obsessed with you. --- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader ⚠️⚠️ Rough, possessive, soul-snatching, soul-sucking, sex. Also, Feyd is a powerbottom.

-- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader A scene of Feyd showcasing his possessive and overly jealous love for you.

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Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Male reader You're a fremen and Feyd eagerly wants to catch you; for his own personal desires, as he has been obsessed with you.

Cooper Adams Cooper Adams x Male reader Seems like the serial killer the butcher is a big fan of you, a famous horror and thriller writer, who just so happens to be at the concert he was attending...He can't take his eyes off of you. Armand

Armand x Male reader Part 1 Louis and Armand talk to Daniel about you. Armands, strange feelings and possessiveness of you is revealed. The obsession that Armand reveals for you is unsettling, Daniel can't help but wonder, what happened to you.

Armand x Male reader Part 2 Louis and Armand talk to Daniel about you. Armands, strange feelings and possessiveness of you is revealed. The obsession that Armand reveals for you is unsettling, Daniel can't help but wonder, what happened to you.

[threadsoflacee]

sort of enamoured with the concept of hannigram post fall not knowing how to initiate touch, so when they do its weird and awkward but loving. they’re laying on the couch, watching the rain as it goes down, not much more to do anyway, when will turns and begins to touch hannibals hair. messing up his hairstyle, brushing his knuckles against his face. hannibal lets it happen, silent, the look on his face like when an angry bee is circling you and you have to stay still. later will is at the stovetop making dinner because hannibal has trouble standing for too long, and hannibal just wants to thank him for doing this for him and the only way he finds to show his gratitude is creeping up behind will and caressing his shoulders. will freezes under the touch, causing hannibal to pull away, but will immediately forces himself to relax and begins small talk to assure him the touch is okay, he just wasn’t ready for it. he even allows him to put his chin on his shoulder and his arms around his waist. and at bedtime, when they’re both getting ready for bed, will’s hands shake too much with the irreversible injuries on his shoulder, so hannibal helps him change his shirt and brush his teeth, even if will could have done it himself. i want them awkward and tentative like two teenagers !!!!!!!!!! beginning to initiate touch to express the want for closeness and trust they have for each other

[atlasscrumpit]

Hannibal x Reader

Extra Sweet

You sat in a chair in front of a mirror as your father roughly pulled your hair back.

"I told you to wash this mess, and cover those damn scars on your wrists I don't need people talking about my suicidal daughter." He grumbled as you rolled your eyes, he put your hair into a tight pony tail before going to your wardrobe.

"You'll need a long sleeve dress so we can hide those hideous scars." He grumbled pulling out a dark red velvet dress and placing it on the bed.

"Get changed and for gods sake put some make up on." He grumbled before leaving your room.

You sighed and stared at yourself in the mirror, this was going to be a rough night.

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You stood at the entrance of Doctor Lecter's house, you fiddled with your dress before your father swatted your hand away.

"Stop." He growled as you rolled your eyes.

"This dress is too tight." You grumbled making him sigh in annoyance.

"Maybe lose weight." He replied before the door opened and you painter on a fake smile.

"Ah, this must be the lovely Y/N I've heard so much of." He said as he took your hand and pressed a kiss to it, making you blush.

"Y/N, this is Doctor Lecter. And of course this is my lovely daughter." Your father said in a kind voice that definitely wasn't real.

"Well, I hope you like beef because I've prepared a lovely meal." He said as your smile faltered.

"Oh, actually..." You muttered before your father nudged you.

"She's very excited." He finished for you as you made your way in.

Hannibal left to socialise with other guests as you turned to your father.

"I can't eat meat." You whispered as he rolled his eyes.

"Are we really doing this whole vegan thing again?" He grumbled making you want to shove your heel through his foot.

"I'm not vegan, I just can't eat meat or I get sick." You growled in a whisper as your father flashed you a displeased look.

"It's all in your head, be polite and eat the damn food." He responded as you groaned and left him alone to go get a drink.

You went to the bar and found Hannibal there.

"I must say you look very lovely this evening." He said making you chuckle softly.

"Thank you, that's very kind of you. I have to say I'm very uncomfortable, if it were up to me I'd grab that knife over there and cut this dress off." You replied fiddling with your dress again making Hannibal laugh.

"I have heard how uncomfortable it can be to wear such dresses. I'm honoured you made that sacrifice for my event." He said, a slight blush creeping onto your face.

You weren't used to people being so nice to you.

"Well, seems it was worth it after all." You said taking a sip of your wine, you cringe a little making him chuckle.

"I tried to pretend I was the kind of person to drink red wine but I can't do it." You grumbled as you cringed a little.

"It is an acquired taste, I must admit. Here, allow me." He said as he opened a bottle of champagne and poured you a glass.

"I believe you'll enjoy this one more." He said as you took a hesitant sip.

"Now that's more my liking." You replied making him smile.

"You seem like the kind of woman to like her wine as sweet as herself." He said making you chuckle a little.

"That's very sweet of you." You said with a slight blush.

You continued to speak with Hannibal, actually enjoying the company, but Hannibal noticed a lot of things other people didn't.

"You look a little uncomfortable, my dear. You're constantly pulling on your sleeves and trying to shift the dress around. Is it too tight on you?" He asked ad you looked up at him, you hadn't even noticed you had been playing with your dress too much.

"Oh... I'm sorry, it's just a little tight. I just need to get back to the gym I think." You replied with a nervous chuckle.

"Nonsense, my dear. You are gorgeous, while it is a nice dress it is only beautiful when you're comfortable in it. Have you injured yourself?" He asked as he slowly reached for your wrist and pulled the sleeve back before you ripped it away.

"No... No, I was just gardening that's all. I should get going." You muttered before he placed his hand on your back, stopping you from turning away.

"Do not be ashamed of it. Please, come with me." He said as you looked into his eyes.

You weren't sure you even had a choice to go with him or not.

He led you out of the dining hall and into the quiet hallway.

His hand was still on your back as he looked down at you, towering over you.

"Did you do these, or did your father?" He asked as he gently took your wrist and slid your sleeve up.

"Me..." You whispered as he gently ran his fingers over the scars.

"Your father seems quite controlling of you. I've known his type quite a few times, it's understandable you would feel the need to harm yourself." He whispered as you looked up at him, you'd never had anyone show actual understanding for any of this.

"It gives me something to focus on other than...my life." You replied as he nodded and rolled your sleeve back down.

"Has your father ever laid his hands on you?" He asked, hid voice low and somewhat comforting.

"Only if he's had too much to drink, he's just slapped me a few times. I just...I'm so sick of it! He wants me to do fucking everything and then practically fucking marry me off." You growled, Hannibal could see the exhaustion in your face.

You sighed and rubbed your face.

"Sorry, it's just been a lot lately." You whispered as he reached up and held your face in his hand.

"I can see how exhausted you are, you do not deserve to be treated like this. I want you to come back to my house tomorrow afternoon so we can talk, okay? I want to help you, Y/N. Will you be okay tonight with your father?" He asked as you looked into his eyes, unsure of what to say.

"Yeah... Yes, I'll be okay. You don't have to do this." You muttered making him smile softly.

"I know I don't have to, my dear. But, I would like to. I'll have some tea ready for you...extra sugar." He said making you chuckle softly.

"It's a date."

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Hi, I was wondering if ypu could do a bucky barnes x fem reader fic, where reader is insecure because she has a bigger chest and because past relationships have complained about her chest, so when her and bucky start to see each other she tells him this and that's the reason why she wears bigger shirts/hoodie all the time, and so bucky boosts up her confidence and it allows her to wear tighter shirts and tops she always wanted to wear, and bucky could be joking about beating up her ex, but more than likely it's true

.⋆｡Absolutely Perfect｡⋆.

Bucky Barnes x busty!plus size reader

You find an old shirt in your closet and Bucky discovers why you refuse to wear it

Warnings: self-deprecation, past bad relationships, past verbal abuse, fluff, implied smut, insecurity, reader has large boobs, mention of stretch marks

WC: 1.7k

Minors DNI

Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library

Since the moment Bucky met you, he knew you had a particular style that you never strayed from. You liked big shirts- big shirts with shorts or skirts in the summer, big shirts and sweaters with jeans in winter, you even slept in a rotating collection of his shirts that you continuously stole from him.

Now Bucky didn’t mind this, he loved that you were comfortable and knew what you liked to wear. But he had seen the way you longingly looked at the more form-fitting outfits when you went shopping with him. He had even caught you perusing clothes in a style more similar to Natasha’s. He thought you would look great in those clothes (he thought you would look great in no clothes either but you two hadn’t gotten to the sex part yet) so he was left wondering why you didn’t.

The apartment was a mess- clothes and trinkets strewn everywhere, boxes scattered around on every available flat surface, and tape, so much fucking tape. Sam warned him that helping someone move was a shit ton of work, but Bucky figured they could get it done in 12 hours, tops. Obviously he was very very wrong.

You were two days into it and you had only just reached the point where you could go through your seemingly endless stash of clothes. Bucky had ducked out for just a second to call back the electrician that was currently working on your new house but when he came back, the mood in your small apartment had shifted considerably.

He found you lost in thought, sitting in the middle of several piles of clothes, holding a shirt. “I’ve never seen you wear that one, it’s cute.” You jumped at the sound of his voice and quickly shoved the shirt into your ‘donate’ pile.

“It’s not my style.” You brushed off but he caught the way you hesitated as you pulled your hand away.

“What if I wanted to see you in it?” With two strides, he had crossed the room and was now in front of you. Before you could stop him, Bucky had ducked down and fished the shirt out. It was about 3 times smaller than all your other shirts and looked like it would fit the contours of your body like a second skin. The cut-out that sliced through the members of AC-DC would allow for a huge amount of cleavage to be shown while the cut along the bottom of the shirt gave it that cropped look that was so popular now.

“Cause I think you’d look drop dead gorgeous in this, doll.” He purred, holding the shirt up to the sunlight as if he could already see you wearing it in his mind. Your face burned with embarrassment.

“Well I don’t so can you please put it back?” You dismissed it like your stomach wasn’t in your throat and tears weren’t building behind your eyes. You reached for the offending piece of clothing but he tucked it to his chest like a toddler would do with a toy.

His gaze seared into you, making you squirm from your place on the floor. “Just once, please!” He begged.

“No.” 

“I’ll do laundry for a month.” He shot back, inching closer to you with the shirt still held against his chest.

“You’re already doing laundry for the next 3 months because of the Jam Incident.” You raised an eyebrow at him. Bucky actually had the decency to blush at this, recalling the event that occurred a month ago which landed him doing extra chores.

“But you would look so pretty.” He actually whined, giving you his best puppy dog eyes. “Pleeeeeeease.” It was getting pathetic now but your own determination was beginning to waver as his only ramped up in intensity. With a trembling hand, you snatched the shirt away from him as you stood.

“I’ll try it on once but when it doesn’t look good- you aren’t allowed to say anything.” As you stomped off to the bathroom, you missed the way his face fell, obviously regretting teasing you.

You kept your back to the mirror as you changed, even squeezing your eyes shut so you didn’t have to see the curve of your body from your peripheral. You hear his voice in your mind, reminding you exactly why you wanted to burn most of your clothes to ash.

The cotton was soft but it still felt like it was slicing into your skin. You held onto your large shirt like it was a lifeline and with a deep breath, you walked back into the bedroom.

Bucky sat on the bed, elbows on his knees as he waited for you. As soon as you crossed the threshold, his head snapped up and his eyes went wide. 

A breath caught in his throat and he slowly stood. “See I told you. Now can you let me throw it away like I wanted in the first place.” Self-consciously, you crossed your arms over your chest, pressing your heavy breasts down. He reached out for you, his chill metal hand grabbing your wide hip as his other gently pulled your arms away from your chest, making you drop the other shirt.

“Buck, let me go change.” He just shook his head. Your heart pounded loudly in your ears.

“Doll you look-“

“Disgusting, I know.” You snapped, trying to pull away from him. He held you tighter.

“No. You look beautiful. Why would you ever think otherwise?” His voice was strained but firm, leaving you no opportunity to backtrack. You looked away from your boyfriend, unable to meet his eyes.

“My boobs.” You murmured. The lump in your throat got bigger by the second as you waited for him to agree with you, to reinforce that voice in your head that told you how ugly you are, how your chest was unnatural and wrong.

But he didn’t. Instead, your wonderful, caring boyfriend let go of your hip and your arm in order to cup your face, guiding you back to him. The look in his eyes was devastating, only making you feel even worse. “Doll, you are perfect.” 

And you broke. 

Hot tears rolled down your full cheeks as you broke down in his arms. “But they’re too big and they’re covered in stretch marks and my nipples are a weird shape.” The words flowed from your lips just like your tears, a never-ending stream that had built up behind the dam of your mind since the first time your ex had told you exactly what he thought off your body. Bucky listened to each and every syllable, taking in everything you were saying.

You didn’t notice the way his blue eyes darkened with rage until he finally interrupted you. “Who the fuck told you that?” His snarl finally broke you from your spiralling thoughts and then it was your turn to lose your breath.

A darkness had grown over his face, the same one he got when he came home from particularly rough missions. Rage rolled off of him in waves, drowning you in it. “M-my ex.” A growl rumbled through his strong chest.

“Well he’s wrong. You’re fucking beautiful, you’re perfect. And I mean all of you, including these.” You gasped as he suddenly let go of your face to cup the massive heft of your tits. Heat shamefully exploded through your body as he held up their weight. “These are just as sexy, just as fucking stunning as you. And would you look at that, they fit perfectly in my hands, like they were made for your tits.” 

“Bucky.” You tried to stop him but he had enough apparently. He squeezed your tits gently as he groaned.

“Fuck doll, you don’t know what you do to me do you? Even when you’re wearing a big shirt and your baggiest jeans you get me so hard it hurts. But now-“ He stepped closer to you, pushing his hips into your soft stomach. A moan slipped from your lips as you felt the hard bulge of his cock against you for the first time. “-Now, when you’re wearing this tiny fucking shirt, letting me see these gorgeous tits and your perfect stomach, I feel like I’m losing my mind, doll.” 

He groaned as he ground his hips into you. “Really?” You timidly asked, hooking your fingers into his belt loops to keep your hands from trembling. Bucky raised a dark eyebrow at you.

“Doll, if it were up to me, I would be inside you 24/7 from the moment we met.” Heat crawled up your cheeks and you giggled.

“That’s a long time Bucky.” He finally smiled, quickly pecking your nose. The sadness was draining from your expression, though the flakes of insecurity still remained. He forced down his own fury, tamping it down as far as he could. He wasn’t mad at you, he could never be mad at you for this. You were beaten down by a pathetic excuse for a man and you believed him. 

Bucky would help you, he would worship you, and then he would hunt the fucker down for ever making you think that you were anything less than divine. “Exactly 5 months, 2 weeks and 1 day.” 

You beamed at him. “Maybe I’ll keep the shirt, if you like it so much.” You looked away bashfully, making your boyfriend groan and his cock twitch within his stiff jeans.

“Oh doll you are spoiling me.” He dipped down to nip at your neck, forcing a whimper from your lips. Your nipples stiffened against his palms as wetness pooled in your already ruined panties. “And now I think I need to spoil you in return.”

You yelped as you were suddenly thrown onto your bed, Bucky quickly joining you as he crawled between your plush thighs. He hovered over you with a smile. “Absolutely perfect.” He murmured before kissing you tenderly, pressing as much of his body against yours as he could. You melted into him, tangling your fingers in his short hair.

Bucky would make sure you knew how beautiful you are and maybe, once all the bad thoughts were gone from your mind, he would leave the apartment under the premise of picking up some dinner. And if he came home with bruised knuckles and a self-satisfied smile on his face, you wouldn’t ask any questions.

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[borninwinter81]

Queer horror from my teens

I periodically wonder whether these books are still known and read by young goths and horror fans as they were all extremely important to me in my teenage years, so I thought I'd share them.

Though I'm cishet, during the mid 90s two of my favourite authors wrote primarily queer fiction: they were Anne Rice and another author from New Orleans who is now known as Billy Martin.

He came out as a trans man in 2011, however these books were published prior to that so unfortunately you have to search for them under his deadname. This is why I've used that name in the tags on this post. I don't believe the books were ever reprinted with his current name.

Though I loved Rice, I always felt a more immediate connection with Martin due to his vivid portrayal of subcultures like goth and punk, and how it felt to be a teenager who was part of them. I could see myself in many of his characters as I had the same interests, listened to the same music, and shared the same sense of social alienation. Remember in the 90s the Internet was still a reasonably new thing, and many of us didn't have a home Internet connection at all. There was certainly no social media, no YouTube, and no real way to meet and interact with like-minded teens unless you were lucky enough to have another "weird kid" at your school. If you were a weird kid, you likely had very few friends and were bullied.

That as much as anything else led me to seek solace in books written by an author who I felt understood me, and characters who became my friends.

Lost Souls is about vampires in a kind of Lost Boys/Near Dark way. Fans of the YouTuber OfHerbsAndAltars might be interested to know that this book is where the name of his channel comes from - it's a description of the taste of Chartreuse liqueur.

Drawing Blood is about ghosts, a "murder house", computer hacking, comic art and a very beautiful (if rather messed up) romance. This one is probably my favourite of the three.

Exquisite Corpse is about serial killers, set against the AIDS crisis of the 90s. If you like the Hannibal TV series you'll probably enjoy this one - imagine if Dennis Nilsen and Jeffrey Dahmer had somehow met.

Martin doesn't pull any punches when it comes to descriptions of blood and gore, violence, abusive parents or his portrayal of toxic romantic relationships (of which there are many in his books), but if you can deal with those things there is also a great deal of beauty, phenomenally good writing, and a somewhat unique perspective on the supernatural.

Maybe I'm biased, looking at these through the lens of my teenage self. Maybe they'd seem horribly dated to today's young audience. But I still wanted to make this post in case there's someone out there who will end up loving them as much as I did.

[honeygrahambitch]

Even post-fall, Will is still pretty much unaware of his love for Hannibal. Do they sleep in the same bed? Yes. Do they kiss? Cuddle? Flirt? Yes yes and yes. But Will is somehow unconscious of the fact that he loves this man who worships each of his steps. And not only that, he is also unconscious of the fact that someone can love him so much. He doesn't even give this a thought.

He just assumes they are having a fulfilling life together.

And it's something very small that makes everything sink in. When it hits Will, it basically punches him in the guts mercilessly.

He accidentally pushes a glass off the table. He is not careful. It shatters to pieces. No big deal. He sits on the floor to clean up the mess. Just as he is about to pick up a shard, Hannibal is suddenly sitting on the floor too and grabs his hand. He tells him he will clean up the mess. Will rolls his eyes and wants to laugh, but the tight grip on his wrist and the concern in Hannibal's eyes make something inside him shatter too. So he freezes. He freezes as he feels his whole insides being demolished.

Hannibal observes the blank stare on his face so he further explains that he will bring a broom because he doesn't want Will to cut his hands. He is sure Will is unconvinced so he even mentions that he needs his hands to tie fishing lures and it will be a lot harder to do that if his fingers are bandages.

Will is internally begging him to stop.

This is more than two people who live together because they have common interests and similar thinking. Hannibal cooking for him or folding his clothes is more than what they seem. Putting a blanket on him when he falls asleep on the sofa is more than just a caring gesture. Letting him talk about fish or boat engines for hours is not something Hannibal does only out of politeness or because his job was basically to listen to people.

And even if Will is begging his train of thought to stop because it's wrecking his fort walls, it keeps going. He becomes aware of his own actions.

The way he is thinking of Hannibal when he goes fishing because Hannibal is always happy to cook whatever Will brings. The way he sometimes asks Hannibal to read aloud so he can listen to his voice before he falls asleep.

He has been in love with this man for so long. And he has been in love with him too. For even longer. And the way he had been patient with Will's unawareness.

He gets up from the floor, pulling his hand from his grip. His eyes are stinging and threatening to expose his emotions in a moment when he is not sure if he is ready to do just that.

"I love you too." Hannibal says as if he has been reading his thoughts all along.

"I didn't say anything." Will says defensively but un vain as he has to wipe the tear who has just betrayed him.

"You didn't have to. I just know."

"And I've just found out."

[save-the-villainous-cat]

may I request a really really really smart villain. but somehow the hero manages to outsmart them, and even though villain is completely dumbfounded, they find it incredibly hot???

gl, if you wish, but im fine with anything !!

“You’re scared,” the villain whispered. “I know what that feels like. I know what it can do to a person.”

Their fingertips traced the hero’s clavicle gently, as if they attempted to calm a startled deer by stoking it.

“It’s not a pleasant emotion. It certainly isn’t one anyone should be used to. So I’m curious, do you need my help?” the villain said. Their eyes scanned the hero curiously. Almost as if they could absorb everything about them just by looking at them.

Something about the hero seemed to pull them in, something seemed to fascinate them on a grand scale and the hero couldn’t tell if they loved the challenge or the attention.

“Would you mind?” the hero asked. They nodded towards the villain’s fingers on their body and clearly, the villain received their message. They pulled away and smiled. Curiosity seemed to be their big weakness.

“I apologise, of course. I’m fond of pretty things.”

“As every crow is.”

“That’s a compliment.” The hero didn’t answer. They knew the villain was toying with them; they were fully aware of their sweet words and their kind smile.

The villain wasn’t easy to understand and that was a big problem in this whole mess. Incompetent people proposed a threat to the city because of their lack of intelligence. They weren’t easy to understand, they were unpredictable.

Usually, the hero could argue with smart people, could get into their minds and understand their motives but the villain was a complete minefield. Their unpredictability came from several unrelated plans that intertwined and altogether made up a whole picture.

They were ten steps ahead. Always.

Suddenly, a missing professor, a burning bakery, a sick child and a stolen book were parts of a chain that would make sense to the hero much, much later. Ordinary things could play huge parts in these reaction chains, something they liked to call “controlled butterfly effect”. It made the hero think of all the details, all the little crimes in the city. It made them overanalyse every little conversation they had with the villain.

Was the villain giving them clues?

Was there a way to decipher these riddles?

How could anyone be at ten different places at the same time?

How was it possible to get information you’d have to torture out of people without actually talking to anyone at all?

“I’ll have to change my address for the third time this month,” the hero said. “You should apologise for that as well.”

“It’s not my fault you make it so easy for me.” The villain looked around the hero’s living room and in some weird and strange way, the hero felt superior to them, now that everything was done. It would’ve been foolish to say they were relieved. In fact, the villain was right. They were terrified. “New choice of plants, I see. You like orchids?”

“Why exactly are you here?” the hero asked. They assumed the villain knew about yesterday. They also assumed the villain was here to talk about that. “So you can make fun of me? Humiliate me in my own home?”

“Without an audience? Please, I thought you knew me.” The villain’s eyes found the hero’s again after what they deemed to be enough observation.

“You like it more intimate. You like it when it’s just us.” Now, the villain looked intrigued.

“Touché,” they said, almost as if the hero had defeated them with a single word. The hero wished it had been that easy.

“Again. Why are you here?” The hero crossed their arms in front of their chest. It was getting quite chilly in just a shirt and underwear.

In response, the villain took in a deep breath and sat down on the hero’s couch. They lounged.

“When Hannibal crossed the Alps, do you think he was scared? I mean, all that responsibility on his shoulders? It was dangerous, he could’ve lost his entire army.”

“Is this supposed to be some metaphor for me being Hannibal and you being…what? The Roman Republic?” the hero asked. Sometimes, it was laughable where the villain’s mind went. It was hard enough to keep up with them already but the amount of knowledge the hero acquired from talking to them alone was insane.

It was the type of learning experience that required failing repeatedly to get to the answer. The hero didn’t enjoy it.

But the villain only chuckled.

“I was trying to say that being determined and scared can coexist. You did something that demands great courage.” They tilted their head. “And yet, it is a very scary thing.”

With slow steps, the hero approached them until they were close enough. They sat down on the villain’s lap. Unsurprisingly, their nemesis didn’t protest.

They weren’t proud of what had happened, they weren’t proud of what they’d done.

“How can a person obtain information no one dares to whisper?” the hero asked. “How can that person receive it within seconds?”

“You tell me,” the villain said. An invitation. It would’ve been illogical to decline.

“You had two helpers. Someone who can teleport. Someone who can turn invisible. I don’t know how you convinced them but they were heroes once.”

The villain nodded.

“The Romans had to learn the hard way how important spies are. They learnt it from the Carthaginian. Like I learnt from you years ago,” the villain said. It was difficult to imagine that all this was the hero’s fault. “Now, tell me what you did when you found out.”

The hero was quiet until the villain’s palm brushed their thigh softly. The villain seemed unfittingly euphoric.

“I knew they wouldn’t be easy to keep in a cell.”

“So?”

“So I killed them.” The villain nodded.

“You killed them,” the villain agreed. “Did you know crows wait for other predators to tear open their prey?”

The hero waited. The villain wasn’t angry. They were fascinated. It hadn’t even occurred to the hero that this was the solution up until yesterday.

And still, even though this was a major success when it came to stopping the villain, it wasn’t satisfactory. Killing two of their own people hadn’t been pretty.

“Did you know curiosity killed the cat?” the hero asked back. Behind their back, they clenched their fist to stop their hand from shaking.

Within seconds, several red laser dots pointed at the villain. With the hero on their lap, pressing them into the couch, there wasn’t anywhere to go. The sharpshooters wouldn’t let the villain move a muscle.

And behind the shocked expression, the hero saw something they weren’t sure if they loathed or liked: a certain admiration for only them.

[mochimichael]

Thinking about Hannibal and Will with a third partner (this is my first writing be nice)

You become friends with them after you find out they're cannibals and don't freak out about it or turn them in, much to their surprise. If you keep eating Hannibal's food after finding out, he's very please, especially if you know proper etiquette and table manners. Will couldn't care either way, but he'd be very happy to have someone to eat less fancy stuff with, since McDonald's might put Hannibal into a coma if he saw it. They'd both be very loving partners, though in different ways. Hannibal would shower you in attention when he can and let you taste test his food (not that he needs help, he just loves seeing you so happy to eat his food). Will would like spending time together, even if you're doing separate things. Bonus points if you go fishing with him and/or love hanging out with his dogs.

Nsfw:

They both would be great in bed. They'd be willing to take you anywhere, as long as nothing is messed up because that would bug Hannibal. Will doesn't seem like he'd have a favorite position, but Hannibal would love facing you in bed, like missionary or cowgirl. Hannibal would love to tie you up and indulge in plenty of kinks, just not the messy ones, and he'd probably suggest things he wants to try. Will wouldn't suggest any/many but he'd absolutely indulge in some you want to try, especially messy ones like piss kinks and food kinks.

That's all :3

[p0lyn3sian]

Hi! Do you do slashers x teen readers? (Platonic ofc) If so, I was wondering if I can make a request where reader makes them a cappuccino out of nowhere? Like she not even a barista or anything she just learned how to make coffees out of boredom? I'm currently learning how to make different coffees out of boredom my coffee arts aren't that good yet but I'm getting there! I just wanna see how they would react to reader giving them a coffee art thank you! ❤️

OKAY THIS REQUEST IS GOING TO SO GOODDD! And yes ofc I do teen readers (platonic), I think I forgot to put that on my requests! I only read through this once, so there might be mistakes on this drabble, sorry!

Slashers: Hannibal & Will, Jason, Chucky & Tiffany, Norman, Billy & Stu, Patrick, Sinclair Brothers, Carrie, Thomas & Bubba, RZ Michael, Brahms & Billy Lenz, The Lost Boys

Teen Reader making cappuccino/coffees for Slashers!

Hannibal & Will:

First of all, where and how did you make this coffee?? Second, it looks amazing! Will couldn't believe how amazing your coffee art is! He wondered when the heck did you even have time for making this delicious coffee for him too! Will took a sip of the cappuccino, and it tasted wonderful! His taste buds could taste how bitter and sweet it was!

You then made a cup for Hannibal, and Hannibal was surprised how your art was almost like a barista! Of course he wanted to try it, and how could he not?? One sip of it was already enough to have Hannibal make you more of that cappuccino!

You then started making different kinds of coffees and arts, and you gave all of them for Hannibal and Will to try and taste them. Most were really good, and some needed a little bit of work. But overall it was amazing for Hannibal and Will to try out all of the coffees that you made!

Jason:

Now Jason has never drank coffee, so seeing you hold a cup of cappuccino in your hands, and you told him you made it for him to see and taste! He grabbed the cup from you carefully and looked at your art. Your coffee was really amazing to Jason, because he has never seen coffee like that before! He lifted his mask to taste the coffee, and he loved how sweet it was! He dranked the whole thing, and told you in ASL that it was amazing! Jason started getting more and more coffee from you, and he was so proud of how your coffee art was getting better and better! He liked the coffee that was sweet and bitter, but the strong coffees weren't Jason's thing. But of course he'll try them, because you made them for him to try!

If you are out of ingredients for coffee, Jason would try and go to stores nearby crystal lake and take them just for you to make more! If you start making those art that takes a lot of hours of practice, Jason will be sitting in that chair and stare at it for hours and just admire! He doesn't want to ruin a piece of beautiful art work that you have spent so much of your time on! It'll just make him feel guilty.. Jason would definitely try and make his own coffee and art, but it will end up being messy at the end, just lots of spills and dust everywhere! Jason would give you tons of hugs for doing such a great job on making your amazing coffees!

Chucky & Tiffany:

Tiffany and Chucky were busy cooking breakfast, and they both wondered what you were doing with the coffee machine and other stuff. Tiffany and Chucky both love coffee, but only if it's their liking. For example, Tiffany likes her coffee in the middle of sweet and strong, and Chucky likes his strong and a little bit of sweet. Tiffany could tell you were making cappuccino, because she loves ordering that coffee at Starbucks, and Chucky couldn't tell what it was.

Chucky and Tiffany were both done cooking breakfast, and just in time you were done making their cappuccino! You placed both cups carefully in front of Chucky and Tiffany. And they were amazed! Tiffany complimented how amazing your art is, even if it's a little messed up but that's okay! Chucky was amazed that you can actually make coffee art really good!

You then started making more and more coffees and arts for them to see and try! You made strong coffees with a little bit of sweet for Chucky, and he loved it! And some in between sweet and bitter with strong for Tiffany's coffee! Chucky and Tiffany would buy more stuff for your coffee art and/or more coffee beans for your making! These two love you very much and dearly, that you'll make their own favorite coffees during your free time!

Norman:

Norman was in his bed sleeping soundly, while you were downstairs in the kitchen making a cup of cappuccino for Norman! You wanted to make cappuccino, because why not! You put stuff in places and mix whatever ingredients go in which, and pour the cappuccino into two cups. You then pour the milk slowly into an art that you know is easy to do in the coffee. And just in time Norman came downstairs smelling a cup of coffee! He realized it was you making coffee! Norman always heard that you wanted to try and make coffee with art, so he was ready to see how well you did!

Norman was so proud of how well your art is! He then tasted the cappuccino and it was the perfect amount of sweet and bitter! He'll compliment you on how well you made that cappuccino and that he will try any other coffees that you'll try and make! You started making more and more till there were no coffee beans and ingredients for the coffee! Norman had to buy those big bags of coffee beans and more stuff for your coffee stuff too! Norman is very proud of you and how well your coffee and art is becoming!

Billy & Stu:

When and how did you find all the stuff to make a cappuccino for these two?? All these two remembered was putting stuff in random cabinets, like spices that were put with canned foods. Or pots and pans in cupboards with dishes for food, on top of the cupboards, or literally anywhere they can place those pots and pans hidden.

These two drank the cappuccino without looking at your art.. They saw how your smile was almost turning to a frown, so of course they asked you. You've answered that they didn't look at the coffee art you made before they chugged it all down. Now these two really messed up for not looking at your art. Billy and Stu didn't mean it at all, they just wanted to taste the cappuccino! And you had to ask if it was good, and they both answered with a 'Yes'!

Since you've found the stuff for the cappuccino, behind you there were a lot of messes.. some spills here and there, dishes and spices for food or for deserts on counters. Billy and Stu went and put dishes, spices, and canned foods in places that are meant to be. And it was easier for you to take out whatever you needed for your coffee making! You will be making more and more for these two to try, and times like these is when Stu drinks the whole made coffee and realizes that he didn't look at your art. So, Billy would always wait and see if Stu was going to drink the coffee before looking at your coffee art. But either way, these two are so proud of your art and they love how you make coffee!

Patrick:

This man loves coffee, and I mean LOVES coffee. When you two are out shopping he'll always stop at his favorite coffee shop to get his regular coffee! When there are days where both of you don't want to go anywhere, you'll be in the kitchen trying to make a cappuccino! The first time you made it for him, he was surprised that there was enough milk and coffee, and the art is also great but just a little messy here and there. Once he took a sip of your cappuccino, he smacked his lips and tasted how wonderful it is! He could taste the sweetness and bitterness in this lovely cappuccino! He definitely wants you to make any coffee that you'll want to make and give it to him!

Since he's rich and all, he'll be stocking and stocking stuff for coffee making for you to make! Patrick will understand if you don't have enough energy to make coffee, then he'll try making coffee for himself or literally go to the coffee shop and order him some. Either way he'll always be happy to try some of your coffee! Your coffee art isn't perfect which he thinks is fine, it's just baby steps for you to become a barista! But this man is so judgemental that he'll give a nasty side eye to an employee at a coffee shop that made his coffee, like he'll be saying to the tired employee to make another perfect coffee 🙄. So you'll just drag him out before it gets into a very nasty fight with a stressed tired employee.

Sinclair Brothers:

You woke up really early, and you've been having the urge to make cappuccinos for the brothers! You went downstairs quietly and tried to get the stuff to make the cappuccino. There was some stuff placed in different places, whether it was in the top cupboard or in the pantry. You grabbed pots for different stuff for the cappuccino, since these guys don't have a coffee maker. Jonesy heard things being placed in the kitchen, and she went downstairs from Lester's room to see who it was. And she just realized it was only you. Jonesy sat in her dog bed and watched as you did your coffee.

Mixing ingredients into one pot for the coffee, and getting the milk from the fridge for the art! Vincent is a light sleeper so he heard a lot of things upstairs in the basement. Opening the door, Vincent checked into the living to see if anyone was there watching TV, but no one was there so he walked to the kitchen. And it was only you making what? Vincent's footsteps were so light that he ended up scaring you as he got real close at what you were doing. You told him you were making cappuccino for him and the other two.

Bo and Lester came downstairs smelling a sweet smell? Or whatever it was, it didn't matter it's probably Vincent making breakfast. Coming downstairs Bo and Lester saw 3 cups on the counter and they could kinda see steam coming off of it. Lester was the first one to grab the coffee of some sort, and he loved whoever did this lovely art they did on the coffee. So he took a sip of the made coffee, and immediately loved how bittersweet it was! Lester told Bo and Vincent to try the coffee and these two took a sip after looking at the lovely art as well!

Vincent and Bo both have different tastes for coffee, Vincent loved how sweet it tastes and Bo kinda liked it, but either way it was good overall for him. Bo and Lester thought Vincent made this coffee, but he pointed at you that you made the coffee for them! Bo wondered how you even made this?? Lester loved how great your coffee was and that he wanted to try more if you wanted to make more, and Vincent loved it too! You made different types of delicious coffees for all three of them, but on different days whether they're feeling coffee or not! Lester's taste in coffee is sweet and bitter, and the twins taste in coffee is in the middle of sweet and bitter, but they'll probably feel like strong coffee if they are.

Carrie:

Carrie has never drank coffee before, because of her mother being really strict on stuff.. but seeing you holding a cup with whatever coffee you made, and you made it just for her just makes her feel so happy! She grabbed the coffee cup from your hands carefully, and she blew lightly on the coffee. Carrie sipped a little and she loved how tasty and sweet it was! And she also examined your coffee art and loved all the swirls it has too! She drank the whole cup and her taste buds just can't get enough of it!

The past few days, you have been making different kinds of coffee for Carrie! She's been so excited to try more of your coffee! And that she's so proud of your art too! Sweet coffees are now Carrie's favorite drinks, but strong coffees aren't really for Carrie, so you've wanted to make only sweet coffees for Carrie! For example, vanilla latte, caramel latte, or literally any sweet coffees that Carrie would definitely try! Thanks to your delicious sweet coffees, Carrie now has a sweet tooth for these drinks!

Thomas & Bubba:

Now these two have never tasted coffee before! Luda has made coffee before, but it was mostly for people that are really tired. For Thomas and Bubba they still have a lot of energy to go throughout the day with their chores, so it wasn't really for them. But seeing the cappuccino that you've made for them looks amazing! It took some minutes for Thomas and Bubba to drink their cappuccino, but it was so worth it for them! Thomas loved how sweet it was, as well as Bubba!

Bubba wanted to try more of those sweet coffees, but Thomas doesn't have a really sweet tooth but he'll definitely try whatever coffee you want to make! You've also made coffee and other flavors of coffee that might be for Thomas' taste too! You've made sweet coffees for Bubba to try and his favorite was, vanilla latte, caramel latte, or any latte! For Thomas, his is in between sweet and strong. His favorites so far are caffe mocha, mocha frappuncino, or literally any kinds of mocha.

If you wanted more ingredients for your coffee making, there's Luda's gas station that's a little farther from the house. But if you want it from the grocery store, Luda will definitely force Hoyt to go get the stuff that you need and for the family home all the way to town! You'll also make some coffee for Mama Luda if she wants to try some of course! Some coffee that she loved was the cappuccino, caramel frappe, and some other sweet coffees! If some days no one wants coffee, then you'll most likely take a break from all the mixing and pouring! But if someone in the house wants some, you'll definitely make some for them!

RZ Michael:

Michael is also another person that has never tasted coffee too! Michael has never seen art like that in coffee before. He only sees people pour either milk or whatever cream they like in their coffee and just pour it. But seeing your coffee art looks amazing to him! He examined your coffee for a few minutes and then sipped a little of the cappuccino. Since Michael has had a sweet tooth when he was younger, surprisingly the coffee you made was also sweet too! So, he ended up chugging the whole cappuccino and you knew that you've done a good job on making that cappuccino!

You've then started making more coffees but different ones for Michael to try! Like, mocha, pumpkin spice, hazelnut etc! He tried them all and loved how sweet it was, but if you don't have ingredients to make different coffees for Michael. This dude will literally break into a coffee shop and steal whatever you need, even the machines too. But thanks to Michael you can make whatever coffee and art for your stuff! Michael would try some different coffees that you'll make whether it's sweet or strong, just let him try it!

Brahms & Billy Lenz:

Brahms may or may not have tried coffee before when he was young, and Billy on the other hand has drank coffee before. The coffee Billy drank made him way too energetic when he was young, but Brahms probably drank one but it ended up terrible since it didn't taste good in his opinion. So, seeing the coffee in front of them looks really good! Brahms loves the art and Billy loves the smell from the cappuccino! Billy was the first one to drink the whole cup in one sitting, and to his surprise it tasted really good! He just loves how sweet the coffee you made, but the coffee he drank was really bitter and somehow made him energetic.

It was now Brahms' turn to try out your made cappuccino! Brahms took a sip of the cappuccino, and surprisingly he loved how good it was! Your coffee tasted way better than the coffee he drank when he was younger. You've told them that you wanted to try different types of coffees and let them try and see if it tastes good! Of course, these two would try any coffee you'll make and give feedback on your made coffees! If you're out of stuff for coffee, you'll tell Greta (babysitter) that you need more stuff for your own coffees! So, she'll put that on the list for Malcolm (Grocery Boy) to come by again.

Brahms likes sweet and a little bit of strong coffees, like mocha! For Billy it would literally be any sweet coffee, since he loves sweets. If it's too sweet for Brahms, it'll be awful for him. But if it's too strong for Billy it'll also be awful for him too. So you knew which coffees they liked and which they hated. You also made some coffees for Greta too! She loved some that were sweet and some that were strong, and she also loves your art in your coffees! Overall, these three love the coffee you made, either sweet or strong and your art too! Brahms thinks you're going to be an amazing barista when you grow older! And Billy thinks of that too!

The Lost Boys:

Maybe some of these boys tasted coffee before, or not but you know, you don't know what vampires do all night. What you do know is that they all love eating Chinese food or killing people for food too. And especially motorcycles. Since it's night time, you asked Michael if you could use their kitchen for something and Michael let you. But some things that you had to avoid were not to make a lot of noises and also messes in the kitchen, but overall it's all good for you to use it! You start as quickly as you can so that everyone can go to sleep peacefully with no noises going on downstairs. You grabbed the pots that you needed and grabbed out the stuff for the cappuccino out of the cabinets, and you got to work as quickly as you can.

You poured in the ingredients after the water was boiled, and you stirred the stuff together and waited patiently for it to boil a little again. A little after the boys knew you were at Michael's house, because you wanted to make something for them but it was sure taking so long. So, they flew since they were too lazy to start up their motorcycles. Once they arrived, a sweet smell hit all of them. Wondering what the sweet smell was they knocked on the door to be let in, and you heard the door so you went to open it. And it was just the boys, but they went to the kitchen immediately smelling that sweet smell. You had to try and stop them before drinking the steaming cappuccino, because you hadn't even poured the milk in to make it smoother! Luckily, they stopped and sat down since you were going to bring it to them. Since the milk was already out, you poured into a cup to help you with the art. You poured into an art that you wanted and you also did different ones into the others.

You placed all 4 cups in front of the vampires and let them try it out! David looked at your art and smelled the cappuccino, and it smelled sweet! He sipped the cappuccino just in case it wasn't boiling hot, but it wasn't so he drank a little more of it. David loved how tasty and sweet it was, as well as the other three! Dwayne also loved how beautiful your art is in the coffee. Paul and Marko just love how the coffee was sweet too! You told them that you wanted to become a barista, and the boys would try and do anything to help you make your dream come true! Whether you want them to try some of your coffees or check if your art is really good or needs some little fixing. Overall, you've done a great job making the cappuccino for these vampires!

[gallavichsreddie1128]

Busy (Hannibal Lecter)

Description: Y/N is needy but Hannibal is busy

Warning: Smut

Word Count:1,100k

She huffed and puffed as she waited for Hannibal to get done with paperwork. He was taking too long and she was getting needy. It was clear that he wouldn’t be done anytime soon. “I won’t be done for some time, love. Think you can wait?” He asked her but in reality it wasn’t even him asking, it was more of him telling her that she had to wait. What was taking him so long with paperwork? Between her legs was achy and has been since before he started. She knew that she couldn’t wait any longer for him to be done. She thought about touching herself but was worried that Hannibal would be done before she would and he would punish her. He hated when she took matters into her own hands. So she walked into his office in hopes he was almost done or even better yet done.

He was still working which caused her to let out a sigh that caught his attention. He looked over at her “I’m not done yet.” He stated. She walked in the room more. “But Hanni, I've been waiting for hours. I don’t know how much longer I can take.” She whined, dramatically. He rolled his eyes at her. “You’re just gonna have to wait it out.” He tells her. “But Hanni, I'm dripping wet.” She tells him and walks closer to him. He looked over at her and noticed that she was wearing one of his shirts and a pair of panties. She smirks and takes one of his hands between her legs. He feels her soaking wet panties and looks up at her.

She had pleading eyes that begged him to help her with some relief. He pulled his hand away from her panties and turned back to his work. She sighed and was about to start begging again. “If you want to get off it’ll have to be on my thigh.” He said without looking at her. They’ve never done that before. “Y-Your thigh?” She asked. He hummed in reply. “To get off you will hump my thigh or you will not get off at all.” She didn’t have any option and that was clear so she removed her dripping panties from herself and was about to take off her shirt, well his shirt before he stopped her. “Leave my shirt on.” He tells her.

She straddled his thigh and sat down on it. She moved around a bit trying to find the right angle that would hit perfect. Once she did she began moving. Her hips moved slowly as she wrapped her arms around him. He wasn’t paying attention to her which annoyed her but at least she could get off. She stared at the side of his face as her hips moved a little faster. Her clit hitting a perfect spot on his dress pants making her moan in his ear. That almost caught his attention but not quite. Her breathing started to pick up and it started feeling really good. “Hanni fuck your thigh feels so good.” She whined in his ear.

That caught his attention and he stopped what he was doing. He leaned back in his seat and watched his wife fuck herself on his thigh like a bitch in heat. His hands were on her hips helping her move. Her warm gush was all over his pant leg now but he didn’t care. “You’re making such a mess on my pants, dear.” He teased. She couldn’t form words so she moaned in response. His hand traveled up her body to her boobs. He squeezed them, making her gasp out his name. He leaned forward and started kissing her neck marking her as his own. She started panting like a dog, so close to her release that she’s been craving. Hannibal pulled back a little and watched her. “Are you close?” He asked. “Yes baby so close.” She moaned. He thought about letting her cum all over his thigh but wanted to feel her cum on his dick even more.

He lifted her on the table stopping her from cumming. She gasped and he stood up to unbutton his pants and pull them down. She watched as he got rid himself of his clothing and sat back down in the chair. He pulled her back down on him and entered her making her gasp out his name. The feeling of her leaking all over his dick was the best feeling in the world to him. He started thrusting up into her giving her no time to breathe or adjust. She was letting out loud moans and whines as he fuckked up into her. He was groaning himself, loving the feeling of her tight pussy gripping him. The chair was making noises as his hips slammed up into her. Her breath was being taken away from her as the pleasure got better and better. “Hanni fuck.” She almost screamed.

His angle was perfect but he was tired of thrusting up into her so he set her on the table and started thrusting again. She gripped his back and moaned as sweat dripped down their bodies and on to the now ruined paperwork. He didn’t care at the moment, too focused on his wife pleasure. He held her tight to him as he felt himself near the edge. He was a gentleman and always let her cum first. He reached down between them and started rubbing her clit. If she wasn’t screaming before she was definitely screaming now. One last thrust of his hips and she was cumming all over him. Her orgasm was intense due to her waiting hours to release. He let go right after her with a grunt. The feeling of him cumming inside of her was the best feeling to her. She loved it and if she wasn’t so tired she could cum again.

Both of them panting and riding out the pleasure until it was gone. She whined a little as he pulled out of her. He took his shirt off her and threw it somewhere in the office. He made a mental note to pick it up before tomorrow's session with Will. He picked her up from off the table forgetting about the paperwork. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. She let out a yawn as he carried her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and got in it with her. He sighed and pulled her into his chest. She was already asleep. 

“Hey Hannibal, why is your shirt in here?” Will asked. Fuck

[stranded-labyrinth]

it's very interesting for me to think about Will rejecting Hannibal in Digestivo

when Will awakes after the Muskrat Farm shenanigans, Hannibal sits beside him, his little book of equations on how to reverse time in front of him, and he asks "Do we talk about teacups, and time, and the rules of disorder?"

consider that for a moment. after having written out equations on how to reverse time, Hannibal asks to talk about teacups and disorder. he is asking to talk about the events of Mizumono, now that they finally have a peaceful moment to speak, now that time has passed.

and Will is not fucking interested.

think for a second about how Will tells Hannibal three years later that he knew Hannibal would keep running if he kept chasing him. Will expresses then, though he felt it back in Digestivo, that they would not know peace. their relationship would amount to what has already happened: Will keeps trying to go after him, whether it's to join him or catch him, and Hannibal keeps escaping. Will never gets to have him, not in any way. Will gets fleeting moments of Hannibal's presence before it's ripped from him again.

Hannibal fled to Italy and left Will behind via an injury that required a ton of recovery time. Hannibal sees him in the chapel, but still refuses to approach, leaving Will a clue in the form of the broken heart sculpture (R.I.P. Antony Dimmond you were so funny), another indicator of Hannibal's presence that Will has to follow. they're in the catacombs together, and Will expresses his forgiveness, only for Hannibal to leave again, requiring Will to pursue him.

at that point, Will knew the pattern. based on his conversations with the imaginary Abigail, he knew Hannibal missed him, but he still felt like he was being toyed with. he knew that those things are not mutually exclusive. with Hannibal, it very well could be both. and in Will's mind, it would continue to be both.

by the time Will wakes in his own bed in Digestivo, he's tried relentlessly to patch up what happened in Mizumono. he followed the clues given to him, he openly expressed his forgiveness, and finally he'd had enough and decided that maybe the only way Hannibal knows forgiveness is through a blade. even that had almost gotten him killed. and afterwards, he was almost killed a second time, entirely because Hannibal decided to mess with a very powerful man in a way that furthered his own entertainment instead of killing him himself, and he'd dragged Will into the depths of the Verger family bullshit with him.

so when Hannibal then has the audacity to ask to discuss what's happened between them, Will refuses to allow him the closure. Hannibal denied him any, and he was denied in return. even steven.

Will knew then that if he and Hannibal had anything more to do with each other's lives, what they'd already gotten would be all they'd get. because in his mind, from what he had seen, Hannibal's care for him did not outweigh everything else.

Will tells him specifically that he doesn't have Hannibal's appetite. he's not talking about where the meat comes from. there are things Hannibal doesn't tire of that Will very much does, and things that Hannibal finds necessary that Will does not. (i could also go into the nature of their levels of patience and the differences in how they express anger, Hannibal's being steaming and snarling and Will's being cold and distant, but that's a whole thing)

Will hadn't expected it to hurt Hannibal as much as it did. he hadn't expected the man who seemed to value his freedom above Will's life to turn himself in. it clicked then, but he couldn't say it yet. not until three years later.

"You turned yourself in. But you'd only do that if I'd rejected you."