#francis (i fucking forgot his last name buddy i’m so sorry)

[thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls]

Some art for dndads s3 that I made before I decided to change their designs from the ones on the cover so yeah yeah!! Francis my little guy my weirdo of the week <33 ALSO TRUDY BELOVEDD

ALSO YES THE LIGHTING IS FUCKED ON THE FRANCIS DRAWING AND I DID MISPELL HIS NAME AGH

[xxgothchatonxx]

8 days until the new year & I’m finally moving on. The last time I did this was in MAY! Okay, I’m scared but let’s do this! WE’RE BACK, BABEYYYYY

And the Beast from the Sea:

* HE MONCHHHHHH

* “He ATE IT?” “He ate it up.” God, I love this show.

* Ohhhh Alana looks yummyyyyyyyyy

* “Jack Crawford, fisher of men, watching my cork move against the current. You got me again.” This shows writing is so dramatic & we just hit the first minute.

* I’ve missed therapy. & this session is great! So explorative, evocative!

* REBA, MY LOOOOOOVE!

* I love the idea that the dragon & Francis are now disconnected after Reba. She’s his coil to humanity, & the Dragon craves her. Amazingggg

* YOU CAN TOSS THE DRAGON TO SOMEONE ELSE??

* God, Richard Armitage, I love how you move! Such a clear shift. So instant.

* HANNIBAL, LEAVE THEM ALL ALONE!!! DONT PLANT ANYTHING!!! HOW DARE YOU???

* WHY THE HELL DID THE “Kill them all?” SHOT HAVE YOU STARE INTO MY SOLE, MADS?? WHY??

* I’m sorry, what is with this season 2 score?

* OKAY IVE MISSED THIS BUILDUP! Ohhh, wings and the tail! Fun!

* Reba & Francis!!! MY FAVS!!!

* Cue my plotting to murder family #3 home video

* NOT THE DOGGIESSSS!

* “I’m not fortunes fool—I’m yours.” YALL

* HANNI IS JUST IN HIS LITTLE SEXY GLASS TWIRLING HIS HAIR WHEN WILL SHOWS UP & PLAYING HIS LITTLE IRL D&D STRATEGY GAME & I can’t blame him. But he should stick to his dusty books,

* OH HE’S SO SASSY!!!

* “There’s a family out there who don’t know who’s coming.” Yeah, William, & I hate to say it, but it’s YOURS!💔

* DONT PSYCHOANALYZE HIM, HANNIBAL!

* “Social media, I imagine. Cant be too careful with privacy settings.” STFUUUUU HE’S SUCH A BITCHY LITTLE MAN!

* LE GASP! I REALLY GOTTA FINISH THESE THINGS. “And I’m not letting them die, Will. You are.” SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPPP, YOU BASTARD MAN!

* WAKE UP BABE, THE MURDER TEETH JUST DROPPED!

* OH I AM LOVING THISSSSSSSSSSSS

* HE IS REALLY STALKING IN HIS FUCKING LEATHER STRAIGHTJACKET!

* I LOVE THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

* OH FUCK FUCIN FUCK FFUCJ NO NO NO

* WILLIAMMMMMMM😭😭😭😭

* “You gonna kill him?” “No.” WILLIAM, YOU COULD NOT BE MORE WRONG

* THIS POOR KID OMGGGGGG

* “I had to justify myself to an 11 year old.” Damn, William, sorry.

* MOLLYYYYYYYYYY (totally forgot her name so I’m happy Will said it a few second ago)

* HANNIBAL BASTARD MAN LECTER WITH YOUR LITTLE FUCKING BOOK

* OH ALANAAAAAAAAA, MY MYYYYYYY

* “Would you have told me the truth?” “I’m my own way, I always have.” YEAH, LIKE A FUCKING BASTARD, YOU BASTARD MAN!

* Oh, a surprise guest in Jack!

* Hannibal “Trans Rights” Lecter part 2

* I am laughing way to hard at Sexy Glass Cell Hannibal. “You have hubbed hell, Dr. Lecter.” “I often do.” I LOVE THIS BASTARDDDDD

* OHHH THE TAILLLLLLLL

* Oh they are not the best of friends anymore!!!

* Francis, PLEASE STOP

* OH THE WINGSSSSS WHERE ARE WE??

* OHHHHH OF COURSE, QUEEN REBA!

* OHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!! THEY ARE SO GOOD TOGETHER!!!!

* DAMN, GET YOUR FUCKING HAT, FRANCIS!!!! This is why we can’t have nice things! YOU MADE HER CRY!!!!!😭😭😭😭

* Stupid fucking dragonnnnnn

* Oh, this aught to be a very educational moment.

* “(SOBBING OVER THE LINE??)”

* OH THAT VOCAL SHIFT IS MAGNIFICENT

* A sweet man💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

* HANNIBAL NO YOU MOTHERFUCKERBHRHSHIRHRHRBFB OH MY FUCKING GOD

* I LOVE THIS JACKKKKKK

* & yummy Alana OH & INDIGNANT HANNIBAL

* I never would have thought that quick shot of Hannibal turning his head with that mask would be when HIS TOILET WAS BEING TAKEN OH MY GOOOOOD IT’S WHAT YOU DESERVE, BUDDY

* Heyyyy, Molly’s awakeeeee

* Molly, this is NOT the self-blame game! Piling on Jack doesn’t count! Negative points!

* OH WILLIAM Bby nooo STOP CRYING PEOPLE, IM GONNA CRYYYY

* OH WILLIAM’S GOT HIS REVENGE EYES ON OH FUCK WE GOT A MIRROR (mirroring movements, not a mirror for the trick, that was just the fade) WALK TO HANNIBAL OHHH THAT WAS NICE

* STOP BEING SO HIGH BROW, BASTARDDDDD

* “Save yourself. Kill them all. Then I gave him your home address.” FUCKING HELL, NOT CRYPTIC BUT VERY BITCHY BASTARD OF YOU, BASTARD

* REVENGE EYES TO “I’m bored, let’s have some fun” ASSHOLE

* I don’t know if I like that this mirror isn’t directly equal. I get the ✨symbolism✨ of Hannibal finally being caught & pushed into the corner of indignity & Will inching closer to rip him to shreds, but it’s Not Equallll

* All thanks to you, Hanni.

* We have crave change, Hannibal, but not in a “let’s go murder our neighbors” kind of change

* SIIIIIIIIIIIGH FUCK THIS FELT LIKE IT TOOK FOREVER BUT GOD HAVE I MISSED IT!!! Want to keep watching, but I have a movie date with the twin

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I love that this is the third adaptation of Red Dragon but I was still like "HOLY SHIT WHAT?!" when watching this episode.

Speaking of which, now you're going to be up to hands-down one of the most unintentionally hilarious (or maybe it is funny- knowing Bryan, he probably wanted it to be a bit funny..) episodes I've ever seen of any TV show 😂

[askfrankpritchard]

Francis Pritchard x Reader Chapter 1

P1TH0N’S JOURNAL: FEBRUARY 9TH 2027

7:38am

         In the distance sirens can be heard as I made my way to Sarif Industries. The building reflects the face of Detroit, dismal but full of new hope. This new company just became well known only a year or two ago.

       A motorbike coming to a stop in the underground parking garage barely lit by the lights embedded in the walls. The basement entrance unlocked with a triple beep granting access to the engineer room. Spacey and dark since none of the lights in the building have been turned on yet. Black lights can be seen out in the hallway running low on power.

     I flip the switch fuses that give power to everywhere in the building. I squinted at the sudden brightness of the room as I hung my jacket on the coat rack.

     The last Engineering manager disappeared and they needed a replacement asap, so they gave me the promotion to fill the position. My talent can go from fixing Coffee machines to hot wiring cars in hollywood movies. Speaking of coffee, I should go get some myself. I walk up the flight of stairs towards the Café, provided by Sarif himself, and to where the kitchenette can be found.

      “Froger’s Instant Coffee.” Tastes just as good as its name. Cheap. Sarif may provide for the Café, but it doesn’t mean he has to get the good stuff.

         I start the coffee maker and began digging through the cupboards for that one special mug. Scribbled on it was the word ‘coffee’, but in a /blue/ sharpie instead of black. I took a quick look inside and noticed something crusty in it, “JC. Whoever washes the dishes around here need more elbow grease next time.” I rinsed it quickly and watched the coffee maker…make coffee. Just as exciting as watching the scientists work, but eventually something good happens.

       The coffee maker started gurgling and stopped making coffee, so I banged on it a few time just to get it going again. After ten minutes of a whistling solo the coffee maker beeps abruptly bringing me out of my wind concerto and over to the pitcher to get the daily dose of caffeine one needs if they wake up at 7am every morning for work.

         The rest of the building was silent. Pretty peaceful unlike later in the day where everyone is running around like they’re trying to get someone to the moon in a day. BigBro cameras were the only thing making a noise at the moment buzzing as they scanned the areas. I inspected one that has been fizzling in and out just outside the dining area. It needs to be tweaked soon. It has been two weeks its been doing that. Maybe I’ll tackle it after I do something nice for my bosses. Besides give them more paperwork to fill out. Today is going to be slow and boring, so why not give them some encouragement.

   I turned to read the clock on the microwave.

7:45am

        “Crap, Pritchard will be here soon.” I hastily dig through the cupboard to find his mug which had the infamous Nucl3arSnake logo drawn on it. I did that for him since he was getting vexed at people stealing his mug, 'Just put my name on it or draw a logo on there or SOMETHING so they’ll know not to take it.’ He frantically said a few months ago.

      I’ve been with SI since they started hiring advanced security back in 2026 in January and Pritchard joined in just at the end of July of the same year. He is the very same way today as he was a year ago, annoyingly snarky and dashingly clever. He’s recently been opening up a little more to me. Considerably everyday actually, I’m quite honoured.

      Looking back at the mug and out of my day dream I look at the drawing again. It wasn’t the best and was quickly squiggled on, I’ll just put it on my to-do list to fix later. I filled the mug with hot coffee, spilling some on my hand in the process and opened the fridge to find the vanilla coffee creamers. It’s never another flavour is it. Hesitating a moment to think about two creams or three. Three of course, he has a sweet tooth and man he can be so cranky in the morning.

7:50am

          I was about to book it with the coffee to his office until more hot liquid touched my hand. “Geez!” I politely cursed to the nonexistent audience that I write to while grabbing a small tea plate to put over the mug and run towards the Tech Lab. Almost tripping on the stairs going up, I safely managed to open the door with my free hand and speed walk inside to set the plate and coffee next to the computer. The only reason I know the code to his office is so I can make sure the cameras are facing the proper direction…and he secretly enjoys my late-night company, but he’s too proud to admit it.

    The little Korean vacuum cleaner beeped at my presence upon entering.

7:55am

      I hear his motorcycle rumbling underneath my feet even from the second floor. I quickly leave the office accidentally squishing the bot that followed me out the door. “Sorry buddy, you can’t come with.” I gently move it back in the office with my foot and close the door. Soft thumps can be heard from the bot and from the nearby stairs. I make a 180° in my tracks and take the scenic route to the stairs to avoid him for multiple reasons. Peering around the corner, I check to make sure he’s in his office before proceeding downstairs.

      Now back in the dining area I take my coffee and go to my own office to begin a long and bland day. “Wait, I forgot Adam’s coffee.” I breathed in then clumsily got out of the Jetson chair and went kitchen bound, again. Finding the only other clean mug and /carefully/ filling it this time. Two creams, two sugars. I grabbed another small plate to hold the lava hot liquid in the mug then hurried onwards up an extra flight of stairs and to his office. “Oh geez,” I forgot his code… 0451…1723…? I only have one entry left. Do I risk the alarm system going off and having an even scarier morning Francis? Or do I just ask him…5375. “Oh thank god,” the door opened to reveal a very hot and humid office and a slightly dishevelled and sleeping Adam. He must have left his humidifier on by accident. I didn’t even realize he didn’t leave work last night either. I set the coffee on his desk and poked the cactus on my way out. They thrive off of negligence I heard.

      Now finally in my office there’s a stack of paperwork I have to get to and a camera to fix later.

6:15pm

    The fucking alarm system went off on the first floor. Where the café is with the busted camera of course. When I got to the area, Adam was already down there checking out the scene for clues as to why the alarms were going off.

All of the workers except for Francis, Adam, and I have evacuated the building to safety protocols. A walking turret was stalking about looking for the intruder that it will never find because there are none.

    “What the hell is going on Jensen?”

    “I might ask you the same thing since you have all the camera feeds in /your/ office, Francis” Major emphasis on his name.

    “Well-”

    “It’s not my division.”

    “Damnit Jensen it /is/ a part of your division! You are a part of our security, tech or not!”

I figured I should do something before their quarrelling turns violent, so I disabled the bugged cameras making the alarm system shut off.

    “Finally, could this day have anymore interruptions!” Francis’ ponytail swished as he walked off. How cute…I didn’t realize I was staring until Frank spoke up.

    “And thanks (y/n) for doing something right unlike /some/ other people.” he glared at Jensen then disappeared up the stairs and probably to his office.

    “Thanks (y/n), seriously. Im sure he was about to have a seizure from restraining himself from punching me.”

    “Pfft, you’re welcome, but y’know he’s not as bad as people think he is.”

    “Could be, but you have also been working with him and the company for quite some time. He knows you.”

    I shrugged then walked back to my office broken camera in hand, “Maybe so.”