#typical hannibal tho

[restistance]

Update on my mother constantly hating on Hannibal and being a Will-apologist: during Contorno and half of Dulce she was like: alright, maybe he’s not so bad, Will might be a bit fucky himself.

Fast forward to Hannibal unpacking his bonesaw and now she’s threatening to abandon the show 😂 “that’s it, I’m calling it, he doesn’t love Will”

All the while I’m singsonging next to her about how the monsters love doesn’t protect from it. Oh well. Excited for us to watch Wrath of the Lamb together (hopefully soon) she will probably hate it

[justagaycryptid]

Despite never actually having been a father I think Will would listen to Dad Music™

[ziracona]

Rip to Will Graham but if I found out my psychiatrist had for months been trying to induce a complete mental breakdown fucking with my life just for kicks to see what happens, I would not fall in love with him; I would chop off his head and throw it under a bulldozer—we are not the same.

[clowndotorg]

i'm gonna go bananas in the tags about the plot of winter's tale, but it is interesting one of the notable false infidelity plays is the one painted and hanging during mizumono. it's a bit like hanging a portrait of desdemona.

(also i cannot contain myself from mentioning it is a painting of the very famous "Exit Pursued by Bear" scene)

This painting in Hannibal’s kitchen (yeah, yeah, while someone may be watching the fight, I am mesmerized by the paintings around :D - no, don’t worry I am just kidding, Hannibal’s butt takes the precedence everywhere ;)) is called A Winter’s Tale, Act III, Scene III, Desert Place near the Sea by Robert Smirke.

Robert Smirke was an English painter and illustrator, specialising in small paintings showing subjects taken from literaure. He was a member of the Royal Academy.

The Winter’s Tale is a play by William Shakespeare. I am afraid I am not very familiar with it, so I raided the wiki and the likes:  It was originally published in the First Folio of 1623. Although it was grouped among the comedies, some modern editors have relabelled the play as one of Shakespeare’s late romances. Some critics consider it to be one of Shakespeare’s “problem plays”, because the first three acts are filled with intense psychological drama, while the last two acts are comedic and supply a happy ending. (source: wiki)

I really hope that the last sentence will apply to the show! Three acts are filled with intense psychological drama, while the last two acts are comedic and supply a happy ending. (Obviously now we are in the first three acts. And I want my happy ending! Welll… of course it is to be discussed what would a happy end in this show mean, wink wink ;)).

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All descriptions of paintings in Hannibal are here.

[butterbabyflapjack]

WIP Wednesday

Here's a little sluttiness from my WIP Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham x fem!reader fic

You’re anxious. And lonely. And worried. And horny. Why do motels make you horny? Why does stress do the same?

Rolling onto your stomach, you grab your phone and swipe to text Will. For no particular reason.

Are you sleeping?

You toss your phone aside, not wanting to stare at the screen, to admit you’re itching for a reply.

You don’t have to wait long to hear the buzz of his response, though – and you quickly snatch up your phone again.

Is that a trick question?

You smile a little smile at your screen; thumbs tap-tap-tapping.

I can’t sleep.

I ascertained as much.

I’m bored.

Because you’re talking to me? Or in spite of that?

I’m horny.

There’s definitely a longer pause in his response time after that.

Because you’re talking to me? Or in spite of that?

Your grin hides a laugh, and you’re glad he has no way to see it.

Come over.

Great idea.

Except for one little thing.

Your room’s right next to Jacks.

Your lips purse. Oh. Yeah.

Another message appears.

You come over here.

Your room’s right next to Jacks too.

Oh yeah.

You bite back another grin, heels kicking up as you type to him.

Come over.

Bossy.

Please?

Better. Still room for improvement tho.

Omfg Will

He doesn’t write back, and you begin to wonder if he’ll really make you ask him oh-so-nicely with a cherry on top. But then there’s a gentle knock upon your door; the rap of light, unassuming knuckles.

Scrambling off the bed, you wander over to the door, fighting to look annoyed. Grumbling the second you open it, “I’m glad you saw the error of your ways, because if you were seriously going to try and make me beg you–”

He pushes his way in, brushing past you; taking your waist one-handed to maneuver you from his path, and then shove you against the inside of the door as he gruffly closes it.

As you blink wide with shock, he reaches past you for the security chain, sliding in place its lock. Trapping you between it and he.

“Do you think you can be quiet?” he asks you, and there’s suggestion in his words, suggestion you don’t immediately understand.

“What?”

“These walls are paper thin,” he muses, his eyes deliciously dark, shadowed by dark lashes. 

Heat curls up your neck as you realize what he might be talking about. What seems more and more likely by the way he’s pinned you between himself and the bedroom’s door.

“I can be quiet,” you say, your voice hushed; smooth yet somehow shaking. “Can you…?”

He smiles. Sultry. Warm. And, leaning close to your ear, he murmurs, “I’m not the one at risk of screaming my name over and over again.” He chuckles at the way you tense beneath him, the way you shiver at his touch. “I’m not sure how you’d go about explaining that to anyone who’d hear. Especially with how sinful you sound saying it.”

It feels like the flustered, embarrassed heat radiating off your skin warms the air around you. 

“You like it,” you tease, and he chuckles lowly.

“I love it,” he doesn’t hesitate to admit. “But we can’t have an audience. So are you sure you can be quiet…?”

You’re not. You’re not sure of anything.

“I’m sure,” you say – gasping as his hand slides with purpose between your legs.

“Liar,” he hotly breathes.

There's a lot of flirting in this fic but the tags are also to be taken seriously.

Taglist: dark!Will Graham, Will Graham fluff, M/M/F threesome, crime, psychological thriller, hallucinations, slow burn, canon typical violence, volatile feelings, angst, mental illness, manipulation, gaslighting, porn with plot, porn with feelings, explicit sexual content, cannibalism, enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, Hannibal playing god, deception, mystery, trauma, issues with guilt, culinary exploits of a sexual and murderous nature, hurt and comfort, lots of hurt and comfort, canon typical dark content, serial murder, investigation, therapy with the infamous and duplicitous Dr. Lecter, ethical dilemmas, neurodivergent characters, neurodivergent reader, conflicted reader, kidnapping, attempted kidnapping, possible major character death, questioning reality, dreamscapes, erotomania, soft sex, rough sex, shower sex, hate sex, mild knife play, fishing with Will, Hannibal adores dressing you up, dinner parties, aftercare, elements of revenge, horror, descriptions of violent and phantasmagorically grotesque crime scenes, threats of violence, consensual psychedelic drug use, covering up crime scenes, sleepwalking, memory loss, conflictions with reality, season 1 AU, domestic fluff, flirting, secret relationships, jealousy, darkfic with tooth-rotting fluff, if you thought things weren’t going to get fucked up I’m happy to disppoint you

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[bloody-wonder]

do u have any book recs for morally bad characters? not grey or ambiguous or whatever. i think id use ianthe as an example of what i mean

far be it from me to decide which character is "morally bad" or merely grey so for the purposes of this rec list i focus on characters who do bad things for selfish reasons. however, ianthe, beyond just being a villain-esque character, has that iconic persona(lity) which alas only few of the characters mentioned here share. so keep that in mind in case you wanted a list of ianthes😅

okay so when i think ianthe i think unhinged girl books, specifically boy parts by eliza clark. ik ik i keep mentioning it in every rec list but truly there's no other character who reminds me of ianthe more than irina sturges, minus the sword. boy parts is sometimes described as american psycho for girls and while i haven't read that book yet i can confirm that characters in bret easton ellis' other works (less than zero and the rules of attraction) are quite morally bankrupt and entirely unlikable, especially compared to the cast in the secret history by his fellow bennington graduate donna tartt who are themselves toeing the line between grey and irredeemable. that is, if such finer distinctions matter to you🤷‍♀️

dark academia typically features protagonists who are more or less evil which is true for joanne harris' gentlemen and players as well as its sequel different class. cracks by sheila kohler is another example - it's a short and weird book about girls in a boarding school commiting shocking atrocities. aside from we have always lived in this castle by shirley jackson, which i have already mentioned, books like tender is the flesh by agustina bazterrica and we need to talk about kevin by lionel shriver are bridging the gap between litfic and horror and focus on people who range from morally ambiguous to utterly despicable and frightening (yet fascinating). if you want to go all in with this latter vibe you could try killing stalking which is an extreme horror/dark romance bl manhwa. needless to say: always check the trigger warnings.

if hannibal lecter is someone who fits your understanding of "morally bad" you should try the og book series by thomas harris. fair warning tho: they are not queercoded like the show😅 two more series following the crimes of a nasty but compelling guy are the joe goldberg books by caroline kepnes and the tom ripley books by patricia highsmith. in the latter series i will admit i only like book one which stands on its own pretty well and after it i'd rec trying highsmith's other books instead - for example, strangers on a train. another thriller author to check out is christopher rice whose melodramatic and somewhat depraved early works feature deliciously problematic side characters. start with the snow garden and see if you like his style. my last thriller rec is for your own good by samantha downing which is about a bad teacher abusing his power to punish students he doesn't like.

switching the gears to historical fiction and classics. perfume: the story of a murderer by patrick süskind is the life story of a man who by all accounts is bad but if so why does his perfume smell so good? what does he put in there?? another perfect example of a character blurring the line between morally grey and black is the protagonist of thomas savage's the power of the dog. both books have very good film adaptations which i recommend as well.

if you want to try and tackle a dusty tome foregrounding wicked antiheroes consider reading vanity fair by william thackeray or dangerous liaisons by pierre choderlos de laclos. if you'd rather start with something shorter look no further than the picture of dorian gray, who i personally think is "darker" than just grey (ha), but if you already read it consider revisiting the classic via the uncensored edition. still shorter? then you might like another work by oscar wilde - lord arthur savile's crime. it's much more humorous and satirical, as is lieutenant gustl by arthur schnitzler - a hilarious stream of consciousness novella following an odious imperial army officer as he contemplates how to restore his damaged manly honor in the wake of another man touching his sword - not a euphemism but definitely a metaphor😅

i really struggled to choose sff recs☹️ the thing is, in your typical fantasy characters like this will either be pretty one dimensional villains or side characters with not a lot of screen time, whereas those on the main cast are rather what you would probably describe as morally grey. nevertheless, here are three recs i'm not very satisfied with: first of all, empire of the vampire's jean françois gives me ianthe vibes. so far he's a character in the frame narrative only but i expect he'll play a bigger role in the final book of the trilogy. secondly, there is a secondary villain character in the winnowing flame trilogy by jen williams who is honestly my favorite part of it and they do bad things etc by virtue of being a villain but,, maybe they're just misguided? maybe their friends and family didn't love them enough but the main villain did? i mean, who's to say🤷‍♀️ finally, the main character of lynn flewelling's nightrunner books has an evil ex who has a fun poor little meow meow arc in books 4 and 5 - you decide if it's worth reading the entire series bc of it. i mean it's pretty good old queer fantasy so it's worth it for other reasons too but yeah. you see what i mean when i say it's difficult😭

[yyyyyyylg]

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[mejomonster]

Okay so im watching hannibal

Mads mikkleson confuses me greatly cause i thought he'd be idk offputting? Scary? Instead he's relatively comforting so i guess the whole "why is the whole fbi using him as a therapist" makes more sense now

Not as gory as i was concerned about (yet) so its been as easy to watch as the typical murder mystery case solving im into

Horror esque vibes tho for spooky season~

Jack is married to GINA TORRES. How hes fucking up that marriage??? Beyond me. If gina torres was my wife id have never let things fall apart this much. Damn jack. I can even tell u love her but wowza are you flopping the loving actions arena. Anyway im thrilled gina torres is in this i love her acting

Will graham is an experience. Not the weirdo the press and fbi treat him like, in fact if a bitch treated him mundanely normal itd probably lower his stress a lot (which is probably why hannibal has his trust the most now! Hannibal of all ppl talks to him the most regular... alana tried but shes got the "i think of you as broken" vibe in all her interactions with will when its like... bro needs some regular friendships, can u turn off ur work focus on a patient please alana. Which is also alanas issue with abigail too... treating her as a patient is good, but also treating her person to person equal to equal outside of treatment sessions wouldve added that normalcy abigail craved and hannibal suggested... without alana being cut out, with alana still present for emptional support AND seeming more trustworthy as a peer not just a doctor who influences abigails future. But you know. Love a story where everyones a bit fucked up.

If alana werent a bit fucked up, tunnel vision, one would hope she'd notice hannibals weird shit sooner

Anyway im only on ep 5, fun so far.

Very well made and keeping my attention is the main vibe so far.

Not nearly as creepy as i thought the show was gonna be???

[pwnyta]

Can someone explain to me what is the fucking problem with the westerners and their disgust with properly tagging ships (like not wanting to tag A/B as such and preferring to tag it as B/A or “whatever sounds better”)? 💀 I swear to god, the amount of times I’ve seen specifically westerners being strange about proper tagging and behaving like it’s the most atrocious, the most backwards thing in the world is just mind boggling.

Like, yes, certain people prefer specific dynamics in their favorite couples. But why are you trying to behave like this is the most homophobic thing in the world? Why do you behave like proper tagging is the most horrid thing in the world? It’s also super easy to do it, so like, what’s the problem? And when these people behave like you are somehow the crazy/gross/terminally online one is just so disingenuous considering that they are the ones who do not respect other people’s boundaries?

Oh I have NO idea.

((Tho TBH I sometimes fall into the 'this one sounds better so I just use that' for some ships like Hannigram & Sheith tho technically I only like Will/Hannibal & Keith/Shiro but since those are primarily western shows & those fandoms typically dont care its less of a problem (and if anyone asks me personally to do so Id correct it for the sake of organization))

I know people talk about it not being 'realistic' that characters wont 'switch' but its like 'YEAH, Beverly, thats what im looking for REALISM in my fictional story of these two cartoons fucking where one character has tentacles and the other turns into a fucking dragon' Fuck off. Does the story/art mention STDs or douching or other less desirable/gross parts of realistic sex? No? Then shut up you uppity bitch.

Its especially annoying when the fandom largely designates one character (usually the smaller, younger, more cheerful and/or feminine looking character) as the bottom and you(me) want to see a big and/or old man get railed for once... As a chronic big/old man bottom enjoyer its a problem.

I for one appreciate the organization of eastern shipping. People tag order, they largely only tag the characters/kinks that are important to the work, and they mind their own goddamn business. Terrific.

[skelebear]

will, 21, he/him, SFW age regressor 🐈‍⬛

hi batlings! 🦇 this is my darker (typically emo subculture or vampire) themed agere sideblog! i follow from @inactive-sanluvs

some of my spookier interests! :

🐈‍⬛ hannibal (special interest) & silence of the lambs 🐑

🐈‍⬛ the walking dead (special interest) 🧟‍♂️

🐈‍⬛ death note ✒️

🐈‍⬛ interview with the vampire tv series (hyperfixation) 🩸

🐈‍⬛ black butler 🖤

🐈‍⬛ tokyo ghoul 🖤

🐈‍⬛ what we do in the shadows tv series (potential special interest) 🧛‍♂️

🐈‍⬛ monster high 🖤

🐈‍⬛ coraline 🪡

🐈‍⬛ emo fashion 🖤

🐈‍⬛ gothic / vampire fashion 🖤

🐈‍⬛ ghosts, vampires and other spooky creatures! 👻

🐈‍⬛ anything halloween related 🎃

🐈‍⬛ animals: bats, black cats, wolves 🐾

& more!

my new main agere account is @jellycatbear !! i am a lot more active there as i dont log in here too much, tho it definitely varies! 🖤

NO ns*fw, d*dlg or anything u wouldnt show to a child! (unless its a little spooky, that is welcome here. spooky baby rights !!!!!)

dni banner credit @ tinyowlet 🖤

[damnsupercorp]

My fiancé writes Hannibal/Interview with a vampire fanfiction!

My boyfriend is writing a fanfiction crossover between the Interview with a Vampire TV series and Hannibal TV series! It's very fun and snarky and for everyone who wanted to see how Lestat and Hannibal might interact, it's a great read 💝

Title: Therapy for the devil

Author: Gen1tal_p1rate

Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Lestat de Lioncourt/Louis de Pointe du Lac, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal Lecter & Lestat de Lioncourt, Will Graham & Abigail Hobbs & Hannibal Lecter, Lestat de Lioncourt, Louis de Pointe du Lac, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, Abigail Hobbs, Will Graham's Dogs, Crack Treated Seriously, Therapy, Frenemies, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Established Relationship, Post-Episode: s02e13 Mizumono, Abigail Hobbs Lives, Hannibal Lecter is a Cannibal, Will Graham Knows, families that murder together stay together, Will Graham is a Cannibal, Abigail Hobbs is a Cannibal, Will Graham Doesn't Need Help, Louis needs help, Lestat gets put in his place, he also gets worse, Animal Death, not Will's dogs tho dw, Canon-Typical Violence, Hunting People, Sexual Content, dubious therapeutical practices, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst

Words: 10,373

Chapters: 2/?

Summary:

Louis is feeling the snares of a toxic relationship slowly but surely trapping him. In hopes of fixing this, he forces Lestat to go to therapy. The issue? His doctor is a particular Lithuanian, with whom the vampire starts bonding over their shared qualities, much to both of their partners' displeasure.

Early-ish Loustat, post-Mizumono fix-it Hannigram.

[myszcief]

tag game!

tagged by @neuro-typical

Last song I listened to: animal nitrate by suede 👍 ( one of my fave songs ever btw)

Currently watching: moral orel and rewatching hannibal . on holiday tho so not rlly much

Currently reading: started cat’s cradle by kurt vonnegut today at the beach and it’s not what i expected at all but still it’s good and . i’m still on demian (GREAT BOOK)

Current obsession: witch hat atelier is creeping back in i guesssss (it does yearly every july and august) .. i’m not rlly thinking about much but ig also the magnus archives . hannibal too i love hannibal always

I tag: anyone + yaoiology ( @seeinghorde @tenebsolis @doomtec )

[cheezylueezy]

i saw ur hannibal reblog and i’d like u to know that this is NOT an bbc sherlock situation and they are indeed together!!

warning tho: maybe it’s nbc’s gay limitations or maybe that’s just who they are, but their expressions of affection aren’t as overt as you expect from typical relationships (no kissing unfortunately). it’s more of a murderous psychosexual relationship where they show love through obsession and stabbing. they’re like what would happen if two fucked up straight(?) men fell in love and then made it everyone else’s problem.

AYO???

i'm glad their relationship isn't just queerbaiting!! that's a shame about the limitations tho. i love fucked up relationships so i'm intrigued jdhkfkldj

i've been considering watching this show for a while. i'm kinda reluctant bc anything involving cannibalism in general is hard for me to watch. but i might watch the first few episodes anyway bc it seems interesting. thanks for the explanation!

[ruumirmir]

HEHHEHGHEHGHHHEHEHGH HOW COULD I NOT GET THE HOUSE OF WOLVES REFERENCE that was THE roman empire that got me So invested into the harbingers. ESPECIALLY PANTALONE cause the umbrella + gun combo was Doing it for me. Ladies first ig cause Navia is slaying that gunbrella now ＞︿＜

J Michael Tatum agenda coming in with the STEEL CHAIR in the holy year of 2024 cause the new black butler season just dropped OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH wdym sebastian is wearing GLASSES with the HANGING METAL CHAINS as well. I will die perhaps. Also im breaking my silence today: I think Pantalone's japanese VA was the biggest L of the century. Naur..... why is it that deep.... Threw me off so hard.... IM going to rank the VA's in order of how i like them:

English (beautiful. Evil boy. Cunning. Your typical (^_^) faced anime snake. perhaps a little mischievious. Teehee. Fucking kills you <3)

Chinese (your shady coworker. But hes fairly chill. You guys do your accounting maths homework over a cup of coffee sometimes)

Russian (its giving Zhenya from Codename Anastasia. I need to run far away as possible. Sexy 10/10 tho)

Korean (feels like hes mentally spitting on my face. okay damn egocentric ceo boss I wont ever breathe the same air as you please forgive me)

Latin Spanish (yeah i can see it. Kinda. Might have to squint tho.)

French (this is what the commedia del arte pantalone would sound like. VA caster was nawt aware of the gacha game design changes however)

Indonesian (im calling a trusted adult. Speaking like he wants to steal christmas)

JAPANESE (Brother eugh (σ｀д′)σ )

movnig on- MILDLY DEGRADING PANTALONE down on my knees im going 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ nothing rivals a "good boy" imo but MMMM. maybe. JUST A LITTLE. very small amount to keep reader on his toes. We wouldn't want to make the Loverboy cry- Also my small HC that earlier on in Pantalone's years of fatui work,, he had a much shorter temper that blew up in places. inexperienced with ambitions and was much more OPEN with his emotions. But now as we're seeing it- mellowed out over the years. Devleoped a GOOD poker face,, a businessman is nothing without one after all. Does this make sense-

Ough Pantalone with that aura of cocksure appreciation and disapproval to prod and poke loverboy off his rails of fear and reservations to grow into his own beautiful and deadly UNIT . Which the future harbinger would love to keep under his thumb. "Im doing whats best for you" kinda thing.

Thats the very basic spoiler-free skeleton principle of what drives Hannibal- if you've seen/read it by now ...(*￣０￣)ノ Hannibal recognizes the deep buried down potential of Will Graham becoming someone like him and pushes him towards it. Hannibal doesn't DO the corruption arc,, just winds up the key on the toy's back and watches it go. Tips one domino to send it tumbling all on its own. Thats how pantalone would operate i think. Its never NOT a game of chess for him.

Ririto brain fart moment?? 😭😂 its ok bb i forgive your big silly happens to the best of us </3 Who did you think to write as the Anon source? Some chara we already know? 👁👁

OKAY that was outta NOWHERE- dont worry,, like father like son- hes gonna be riding THE fatui dick during his career at somepoint too- WOOAAHHHH who said that . Hilarious how this is suposed to be a Male reader but i wouldnt mind self inserting as pantalone cause a Loverboy whimpering audio isnt something I'd pass up.

NOW onto the main event: I've done some thinking for the small revisions/ fitting that oneshot into the timeline,, Reader is a born and raised Snezhnayan,, Pantalone is born in Liyue (pry this hc from my dead HANDS hoyoverse) but he's renounced that nation and its god for never lending a helping hand,, and now resides in Snezhnaya under the Tsaritza. Based on Arlecchino's jab at him in the Lazzo trailer,, Im assuming Pantalone RARELY ever travels out of snezhnaya.

For this,, let's just say: This is Loverboy's 3rd year of service, where all fatuus are mandated to carry out orders abroad. Work experience and what not. Maybe 4-ish months into working bank in liyue, reader is vibing- but orders come from Pantalone,, a handful of fatui are expected to dig up dirt on a Liyuean man's business and report back to Pantalone. It's CEO boss would be meeting Pantaloone soon. Small group project. No biggie. Loverboy isn't stupid. The fatui didnt make it to where they are WITHOUT underhanded ethics.

So he goes. Back to snezhnaya in his group with trade secrets in tow. The meeting goes terribly. bullets and blades fly. So does loverboy and pantalone out a window. A hydro vision is granted. Pantalone does the kill FOR reader. You know how it goes-

Im thinking that this mission with loverboy's first blood can be the follow up Part 2 of that. Pantalone gets to: 1. tie up loose ends with any witnesses that got away. Can't have the scandal of a failed endeavor run thorugh the streets. 2. take his relatively naive subordinate for a spin. He simply Had to see what made Celestia grant their authority unto loverboy. And not him

Afterwards when all is said and done, man killed and Loverboy dismissed back to liyue to finish his final year of duty,, pantalone can rest a little easy knowing reader is on the right track for now,, afterall, there's only so much he can do as a High ranked fatui Officiant. He has his own goals to conquer for now,, maybe he'll get back to his loverboy pet project After becoming a Harbinger.

Good things come to those who wait. It's a matter of how long. I think pantalone can already guess that reader would quit the fatui business after his mandated 3 years. Thats fine with him tho. He know's Loverboy would come right back.

BONUS ANNOTATED THOUGHT:

His smile doesn't falter. "Speak up. When we want things, we ask for them directly. Do I make myself clear?" You hastily nod as best you can. 

plus this part from my other req:

Regrator is 28, and then 29, and then 30. And his offer is finally accepted afterall, because he needs to resist smirking at the one who came crawling back.

OOoOOoOOoooOOOoO what if this was the character development of what pantalone said to him. After the time skip of many years, Loverboy returns with a sharp glint in his eyes, stalks right up to Pantalone with his gaze held firmly and asks- if not, downright demands to avail that extended offer now. Loverboy does want (him) it now.

ok thats enough yapping for now i fear. Goodnight everypony-

Ok lets go SImply reblogging your oneshot for my req isn't enough i need to analyze and annotate the entire thing like a literature professor and tell you Everything. (✿◡‿◡)

pantalone might be ooc

He's not!!!!!! by which i think this is fairly a Really Good portrayal of the guy considering the 5 sentences we know about him. He's strict!!! frankly a little scary!! And also chill and positive about loverboy!! But it felt Just Right!!!! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

descriptions of blood

description so good i might as well have killed that man myself

...pretend that his lore has a spot where this fits perfectly

I think i can make it fit!! would you be cool with making minor changes if so?

"You're very good at what you do."

Imagining the same voice as sebastian michaelis saying this with the sexiest buttersmooth voice is eviscerating me. Very self-indulgent but praise kinks will always slay so hard.

...on the verge of stabbing him a moment ago. 

This,, and the small thing i wrote about loverboy launching them both out the window to escape an onslaught of assassins in my other req. get you a ship where one of them has completely normal knee-jerk reactions to kill the other <3

...as he crushes their hand beneath his shoe without mercy

Fatui Harbingers - House of Wolves - KIERU 0:15

...Instead, Pantalone looks unfazed by it all, stopping as he reaches the other side of you, free of most of the blood. He greets you with a knowing smile as he usually does.

hey ririto this is so ominous and eerie for some reason not known to me. Just the backdrop of grey and snow and probably a gruesome corpse right next to loverboy and Pantalone has a silent smile through everything. Delicious sentence 10/10.

"I knew making you a banker was a good idea,"

THIS IS SO. The confidence and quite calm assurance that pantalone says this with is SO. You'd never be sure whether to lean into it and let out a sigh of relief,, o r back up further becuase it sounds so good but all in the wrong ways.

...thumb brushing across your bottom lip slicked with blood.

fellas is it professional to feed double edged words of honey to your young inexperienced subordinate while kneeling in front of his battered and bruised self who killed someone for you,, and run a gloved thumb across his blood soaked lip. ( ͡• ͜ʖ ͡• )

"Who knew you had so many other talents,"

you are infusing these dialouges with crack cocaine giggling kicking my feet while being slightly concerned because Sir. What do you mean by that.

"Ah ah," he says, a harshness seeping into even just that sound. "Stay."  You stay put,

thank you for making loverboy so Ouppy.

"Lord Harbinger," you try to say

yes,, this could be a minor thing to adjust: i think we could actually fit this oneshot somewhere AFTER he gets his vision,, and BEFORE Pantalone becomes the Harbinger Regrator. Can be a valid reason for Pantalone to see that reader failed to kill the assassin from their shitty negotiation meeting,, and wanting to newly test him again after he had his vision + ambitions awakened to see if he can get past the fear of killing NOW. (Even then,, maybe due to inexperience/unfamiliarity of using visions, reader didn't think to raise his advantage of supernatural powers against another visionless man in this scenario.)

I'd think his first kill was one of the factors that caused him to leave after his 3year duty, not sticking around for Pantalone's promotion to Regrator.

"You are much like your father."

Top 10 things Not to say to someone with daddy issues-

...they're as wet behind the ears as you are.

Dear diary, Today i learned a new speech of expression

...Pantalone's hand that rests on your chin moves... "Now, try again. Dear banker, whatever do you mean?" 

this whole paragraph. What on earth do you mean 'ooc pantalone'. This is the MOST pantalone thing you could've written. Strict and intimidating about improving reader's meek attitude. a Push in the right direction.

"Is this a test?" you manage, words muffled by the way he squishes your face like putty beneath his fingers.

(thank you for making loverboy so Ouppy) x2

...and you know who, regardless of how 'anonymous' that source may have been in his words.

I MAY BE STUPID. （；´д｀）ゞ I CANT TELL. who you are hinting towards 😭😭

"Hold this," he adds, an unnervingly tender instruction for the way he was just behaving. 

There he is. its reminding me of: the same pantalone that washed reader with a clock in my very first req to you.

...looking probably about as pathetic as you think you do.

POV: You're Pantalone looking down at Loverboy.

I forgot how much of a bug-eyed wet dog loverboy is before his time-skip "character development" so to say. Thanks i love him.

"next time someone approaches you from behind, don't wait to stab them. Don't reach for your wet knife with your wet hands, either. Both of those things will get you killed."

I think pantalone is entirely having too much fun with observing Loverboy try climbing the ropes to how REAL fatuus run business.

"Come now. You want to go home and back to Liyue, don't you? I'm tired of this cold." 

Σ(っ °Д °;)っ back to liyue??? Loverboy is Liyuean??? pantalone stays in liyue??? I ALWAYS THOUGHT arlecchino called pantalone a bitch in Signora's funeral for "never leaving the comfort of his homeland?" Whuh-?

ALL IN ALL,, CLOSING THOGUHTS,, GOOD FOOD RIRITO DINNER HAS BEEN SERVED, ATE, AND LICKED CLEAN 10/10 ILY

I GOTT THIS JUST BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP AND ONLY JUST GOT THE TIME TO ANSWER IT BUT I KNEWWW YOU WOULD GET THE HOUSE OF WOLVES REFERENCE

That is true actually and I realised after I posted it that like, wtf is in character for him?? 😭 he's said like two things and while I have memorised those things they're not a lot to go off but I'm glad you enjoy him (ﾉ´▽｀)ﾉ♪

Also if you can make it fit, feel free ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ I sorta only had a vague idea of where it might go, but at that point in time, loverboy works abroad in the Northland Bank. I'll also throw in that he travelled there for that job and unfortunately does not come from Liyue 😔 (unless he's supposed to?? I got the impression he was from Snezhnaya) it was more a "I bet you'd love to be back at a desk job rn" or something to that effect, loverboy is going back to the bank once things are settled where he belongs but Pantalone isn't going with him (hence why they're in Snezhnaya when this happenscause I also interpret at as him not liking to leave Liyue)

I'm so glad the J Michael Tatum love never stops but also you're so right praise kinks absolutely do. I also noticed that them trying to kill each other is like, a repeated theme so far 😭⁉️ LIKE WHEN PANTALONE WENT TO FIND HIM LAST ONESHOT HE WAS GONNA KILL THAT FUCKER

Confident possibly mildly degrading Pantalone is literally my favourite thing, like I chew on him. I chew on him being unnervingly calm because what would he have in the eyes of a wet mop boy besides an unwavering poker face. Get yourself a man who uses the blood of your enemies like your lipstick and knows he made good choices stationing you at his shady probably money laundering black hole of debt he calls a bank

Yk I agree actually I was trying to figure the timeline out in my head and realised it would've made more sense to happen before he was a Harbinger so I agree with this revision that actually makes it fit the lore and if I ever decide to make it a longer multichapter fic I'll definitely fix that 💀 t'was a victim of laziness

YES YES THIS Pantalone basically shaping him up so he doesn't literally die and being strict with it get so him. He'll prompt him to say it again but won't let it slide because that behaviour isn't going to be beneficial, especially not with someone who may be working under him long-term

I went back to read the part about the anonymous source line came from, and I think I figured out what happened here, so allow me to explain  (;ﾟдﾟ)   Ok so, it has a bit to do with the weird way I wrote this because when I said I wrote this on the train that was half a lie. I wrote some of it on the train and the rest at the library where I also edited what I already had because the spelling mistakes were atrocious. I did write down who it was but cut it when I decided it cluttered the story a bit which retrospectively was also a mistake because I didn't think about the fact it would seem like I was hinting at something at the time (ﾟ▽ﾟ*) the shorter, boring answer is that there's no one Ririto did a big silly and cut context in the chaotic editing this suffered

LMAO NOT THE CLOCK AGAIN

I love him the wet mop boy. I was like I want him to be at least a lil pathetic rn because his concerns are completely different. He's thinking about how to not die, and how much he misses his mom and his much fatui dick his dad must've been riding before death to think this career path was worth it (slash JOKING but he is still wondering why his father would have done this job willingly) that and I think men who whimper are cute thanks for coming to my Ted talk

HE IS ENJOYING IT and I love it sm

Hehe I am glad to know you haven't gone hungry today (^o^) and such high ratings for the banker and loverboy

[f1xy0urh3art]

you can tell who has watched horror by their reaction to the new iwtv show.

ur upset about how violent it is??? ITS A SHOW ABOUT VAMPIRES WHO HAVE TO DRINK BLOOD TO SURVIVE.

im sorry if you watched the latest episode and didn’t like it. HOWEVER it’s a horror show. horrific things are going to happen. the main characters are going to do awful things to eachother and the people around them.

you personally are not going to enjoy every piece of media out there. THAT IS OKAY. but don’t write it off as being a bad piece of media simply because you didn’t like it.

[luminnara]

A Meal for Five | Cannibal!reader x poly lost boys

Request: Ok so on the topic of lost boys x a reader who's related to other horror characters: I can't stop thinking about them with a reader who's the kid of Hannibal Lecter. Like.. you obviously got the whole cannibalism thing like with sawyer!reader but you also got this whole contrast between the reader who'd be all fancy and super smart and well-read like Hannibal, while the boys are just like... dirty rowdys living in a cave, you know what I mean? And reader would probably know lots about psychology too so their reaction to the whole vampire thing would probably be to write if off to hallucinations or something lol. I can't really put this idea into words bc it's mostly just vibes and I'm not even sure if Hannibal counts as like a real horror character but yeah.

First of all I think Hannibal definitely counts as a horror character, because Silence of the Lambs is a really definitive psychological horror-thriller imo, and Hannibal the show is definitely also psychological horror! And it also makes me very very hungry !!

Second of all YES I love this

Warnings: mentions of murder, cannibalism, vampire shtuff

A month had passed since you found yourself moving to Santa Carla, California, the seaside town with a nasty reputation and seemingly more missing posters than people to miss. An entire month you had spent there, enjoying your reprieve from the east coast, drinking in the atmosphere and enjoying the sun while you sampled the local cuisine.

Food had always been a prominent part of your life. Your father had a penchant for delicious, exotic dishes, and growing up, you had been treated to nothing but the best cuts of meat and the freshest greens. As a result, you were a bit of a food snob now, and while you certainly appreciated a humble, simple meal, you also knew far too much to accept anything less than the best. Luckily, Santa Carla boasted a few high end restaurants and fresh-caught seafood in the market every morning, and you suffered no shortage of delicacies. A healthy monthly allowance from your father helped support your eating habits…as did the skills he had ingrained into you.

Being the child of the Chesapeake Ripper meant that you knew how to kill, and you knew how to kill well, and you knew exactly what to do with the meat afterwards.

In a town like Santa Carla, it was far too easy to obtain ingredients for your cooking. There were people stumbling around all over, high out of their minds or drunk nearly to death, and the constant flow of new people made for a chaotic environment. It was painfully easy to slip through the crowds, pick someone out, and butcher them. No one ever even kept an eye out for suspicious behavior, not really, and no one ever followed you or questioned your intentions.

Until someone did.

It began with the nightmares. Dark waves crashing against the shore, blood staining the sand, flashes of yellow-orange eyes…and laughter, laughter that was so mischievous it couldn’t possibly be human.

You chalked it up to stress. After all, your father was a psychiatrist, and you had grown up learning from him. You were certain the odd dreams were the result of moving to a new place, far from the east coast, and settling in. Surely they’d stop after a few nights.

Except they didn’t.

You were determined not to let them gnaw at you, but they seemed almost alive, as if the monsters you saw were real and they were toying with you. In your experience, the only monsters were human, and humans couldn’t enter the dreams of the living…but as night after night passed, with no real deviation, you began questioning more than a few things.

The dreams weren’t necessarily bad, they were just...odd. Not what you were used to. Someone with a more...typical upbringing would have been more frightened, perhaps, but for you, whose father had never hidden what he was from you, and who had inherited his incredibly specific appetite, the night terrors were less terrifying and more fascinating than anything else. 

Though try as you might to brush away that laughter...you heard it even in your waking hours. It was always there, echoing in the back of your mind as if taunting you. You had become obsessed with it, you told yourself over a late mostly-seafood dinner that paled in comparison to the food your father prepared. You tried to emulate his work, you truly did, but a lifetime of fine dining wasn’t enough to achieve what Hannibal Lecter did. You knew your father would simply tell you not to worry, to be patient, take your time, and practice...but it still frustrated you, especially due to the fact that you had used up the last of your special ingredient on what you considered a subpar meal.

Now, you were angry with yourself and disappointed that somehow, even though you had done everything right, your food just wasn’t quite as good as the way he would have made it…and you were so lost in your moping that you nearly missed the sound of a muffled thud.

You immediately whipped around, knife in hand. Your new home in Santa Carla was cozy, and from the kitchen, you had a good view of the entryway and front door. The noise had most definitely come from that direction, but the door was still securely shut…meaning that whatever it was was outside. It could have been an animal, maybe a cat rummaging around in a trash bin or something, but as you relaxed and began to turn around again, you heard laughter.

The same laughter from your dreams.

You immediately tightened your grip on the knife and rushed towards the door, tearing it open with such gusto that you nearly broke something.

You saw nothing.

The street was quiet. There was no one in your line of sight. But still, the hair on the back of your neck stood on end, and you couldn’t help but feel that you were being watched. You surveyed your front yard once more, and this time, your eyes drifted downwards towards your feet…where you saw a large bundle.

A very large bundle.

In a shape you knew.

“Shit,” you swore, keeping hold of the knife as you stooped down to hook your arms under the corpse’s. “What the hell is this?”

“A gift,” a voice said from behind you.

You froze.

“Go ahead, pussycat.” It chuckled. “Bring it inside.”

You swallowed hard, refusing to turn around. Whoever they were, they were right—you had little choice but to drag the body in, lest someone wander past and get a glimpse of something they shouldn’t.

“Not gonna help?” You asked through gritted teeth as you pulled it in over the threshold.

“You seem like you’ve got things handled.” The voice was smooth, not in a buttery way, but in a dangerous, caramelized sugar sort of way.

You forced yourself to remain calm as you turned to face the intruder…only to find not one, not two, but four of them sitting and your kitchen table.

Your jaw dropped. How the hell had they slipped past you like that? You always locked every door and window, you always listened for anything strange, you always knew exactly what was going on around you…because having a serial killer for a father had taught you to always be careful and always be ready, because you never knew who might come knocking.

Apparently, tonight, it was four men.

They looked incredibly out of place in your kitchen. Their clothing was mismatched and torn, their hair wild and their eyes even wilder yet. They reminded you of all the punks and vagrants you saw in town every day...except those kids probably couldn’t slip past you as easily. This led you to believe that there was something more to these four boys, and as you looked each of them over, you noticed that you could still feel goosebumps raising on your arms. What you felt was a prey response, something meant to keep you active and alert in the presence of a predator...though you were far more used to being seen as the predator, and this new role was foreign to you. 

Your father had always taught you to remain calm in the face of danger. He had taught you to always keep the upper hand, in any situation, and for the most part, you did. As utterly strange as it seemed, though, you were truly beginning to think that something else was going on here, 

“Well?” The platinum blond asked, looking at you expectantly.

“Excuse me?” You asked as politely as possible.

He waved his hand, gesturing to the kitchen around you. “Cook.”

You stared at him.

He stared at you.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see another one of the blondes bouncing his leg as if he couldn’t contain himself. The curly haired one was gnawing at his thumbnail impatiently. The brunette was breathing hard.

And the Billy Idol look alike was still staring.

You cleared your throat. “Well, I’m…never one to turn down dinner guests. What would you like?”

“That’s more like it.” His lips spread into a twisted grin. “Name’s David. Boys, where are your manners?”

They all spoke their names at the same time, and just like that, the spell was broken. No longer where they well behaved and waiting at the table…instead, they were all on their feet, inspecting your decorations, peering at photographs on the walls, and having the absolute audacity to stomp around in dirty boots all over your nice clean floors.

You set about preparing dinner. You had no idea what these guys were, but clearly, they had the same tastes as you…and on the off chance that they were friendship material, you wanted to welcome them into your home with a warm meal and good conversation.

Even if they were acting as if they owned the place.

“Who’s this?” David asked, looking at a framed picture.

You glanced up from your work at the counter. “My father.”

David looked back at you. “I see the resemblance.”

“He taught me everything I know about cooking,” you said proudly, bringing a large meat cleaver down onto the hunk of meat before you.

Paul laughed loudly. “Your old man is a cannibal, too? The apple don’t fall far from the tree, huh?”

You smiled a bit. “It’s honestly incredible, the things he can do with a few simple ingredients. I moved out here to see more of the world and gain a little freedom, but…I do miss his cooking.”

“It’s always smelled good to me,” Marko shrugged, hopping up to sit on the kitchen island.

You glared at him, but he didn’t budge.

“What…does that mean?” You asked.

“We’ve been watching you.” Dwayne said simply, cruising by to snatch your spare apron off its hook and put it on.

“For how long?” Your eyes widened in alarm. You had been careful, just like your father had taught you. No one had seen, you had been sure of that—

“From the beginning, sweetheart,” David snorted. “Day one.”

“What?”

“Hey, don’t freak out!” Paul said as he rifled through your liquor cabinet. “Ugh, why do you only have expensive shit?”

“Well, my, um…my father sends bottles as gifts from time to time…” you tried to focus on the meat on your cutting board, but now, you were too worried to get very far with it.

“Here.” Strong arms suddenly encircled you as Dwayne’s hands slipped over your own. “I’ll take care of this. You do the rest.”

You turned slightly, looking up at him. “You…you know that’s not normal meat, right? This isn’t just beef—“

“We know,” Marko leaned across the island toward you. “We brought it, remember?”

You swallowed hard. “Yeah…”

“You’re so tense,” Dwayne commented, his voice little more than a deep rumble in his chest.

“Sorry, I just…find this a little hard to believe.”

“What d’you mean, kitten?” David asked, turning to look back at you.

“I just find it hard to believe that you all have the same…tastes as me.”

They all stared at you, the air so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Then, they laughed.

“Oh, babe, you’re hilarious!” Paul clutched his sides as he doubled over, cackling like a hyena.

“…what?” You asked, suddenly feeling as if there was a joke you weren’t in on. “What’s so funny?”

“Of course we eat humans!” Marko threw his head back.

David chuckled at your totally lost expression. “Maybe if you’d pay more attention to your dreams, you’d have known that.”

“My…hang on, what the hell are you?” You growled, picking your cleaver back up and pointing it at him. “And no funny business. I want a real answer.”

You could feel laughter rolling through Dwayne as his chest vibrated against your back, his cheek resting on the top of your head as he bowed his. “You’re adorable when you’re clueless.”

“I swear, I’ll use this on you—“

“Hey.” David barked, bringing your attention back to himself. “You want answers? You’ll get em when you make that dinner. So chop chop, cannibal.”

You scowled at him but complied, letting Dwayne help you while you tried not to focus on the boot prints the others were leaving all over the floors. They were dirty and loud, a far cry from the sort of dinner guests you were used to entertaining…but you wanted to be a gracious host, and you were determined not to say anything.

Nothing could prepare you for the absolute whirlwind that was the boys eating, though.

“Bon appetit!” You said, setting the main dish down in the center of the table. “This is—“

You didn’t even get the chance to begin explaining before your jaw was hanging open in surprise. All four of them were suddenly different, their faces morphing to become sharper and more monstrous. You saw glistening fangs tearing into human meat as they clutched at it with thick claws, and their eyes…

You knew those eyes.

They were a familiar yellow-orange, and you knew you had seen them leering out of the darkness of your dreams every night for the past two weeks.

David caught your eye and grinned. “Surprised, sweetheart?”

You immediately straightened up and cleared your throat. “Not at all. Care for some wine?”

He rolled his eyes and returned to his food, and you realized in that moment that you had just cooked dinner for four vampires.

And in the months that followed, you would go on to cook many, many more.