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I love Cowboy Will very much.

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some fanart for my fave fic series at the moment :p

old-fashioned divinity candy - antiheroblake - Hannibal (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

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The reactions to The Batman part 2 announcements are always so funny on twt

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Baking Disaster—A Les Mis fic Fragment

I was cleaning out my drive when I found a one shot I had been working on when I was in high school that I abandoned. Instead of letting it rot in my drive, I thought I’d post it anyways, unfinished as it is. I may have some more I could post. I may also return to this and finish it up quickly one day, or I may not. But in the meantime, it’s under the cut :)

Summary: twin siblings Enjolras and Cosette try to bake a cake for their adoptive father JVJ.

It turns out, neither of them were particularly good at it.

Enjolras didn't have high hopes for himself. He knew that cooking and baking were skills that were developed with practice over time, and that few people were gifted with the natural gift to perfect their hand at food with their first try. So he understood why exactly things weren't going to plan.

Didn't mean he wasn't still upset. And despite what Cosette said, he wasn't pouting. He was simply wearing an expression of disappointment.

(It was pouting.)

Cosette on the other hand, was a bit more shocking. Enjolras didn't subscribe to the notion that women were and should be natural cooks, but Cosette as an individual not having that magic touch confused him. Cosette, of all people, he thought would have been great at baking. The kind of person who brings the best treat to the bake sale, the one that always sells out first.

(Later, when they're grown, Jean Prouvaire would be declared the best baker of them all, and his brownies would sell twice as fast as their already incredible speed if Enjolras would just let him add in his special ingredient.)

It's a little ironic, really, that neither of them seem to be good at this when their father himself is a wonderful baker. His bread in particular was a hit. Many men had sworn they'd be willing to languish in jail for just one loaf of his bread.

(Those sentiments had always struck something uneasy in Jean Valjean.)

And so, the current situation: thirteen year old twins Enjolras and Euphrasie—sorry, Cosette—were totally toast. Their situation was a half-baked disaster.

It was their (adoptive) father's birthday, and instead of cutting the carrot cake Valjean always seemed to find on discount (and Enjolras and Cosette always pretended to like), the two had decided they would take advantage of their papa's working day and bake him a triple-tier, red velvet cake with a sweet, cream cheese frosting.

How hard could it possibly be?

Even if Valjean's care meant they had as of yet never actually cooked or baked anything, and this would be their first try.

The recipe made it sound simple enough.

"Why…isn't it red all the way through?" Enjolras questioned, thoroughly perplexed.

Cosette huffed. "It is red, you just need to get your eyes checked."

"My eyes are fine, and this cake isn't red!"

"How would you know, you're not wearing your glasses!"

"They're reading glasses!"

"Yeah, and reading glasses would have worked miracles, what is this?" Cosette took a swipe through the cream cheese "frosting" Enjolras had concocted. "Why is it runny? It's supposed to be frosting, not a milkshake." She stuck her finger in her mouth, giving the "frosting" a delicate taste before gagging.

"Enj you mixed up the sugar with the salt again! We can't use this!"

Enjolras glared at her, snatching the bowl out of her hands. "It's not totally ruined! We can still put sugar in it!"

"It's barely edible!"

"Oh yeah, and your cake is any better?"

They both looked at the three red-brown "layers" that stood on a separate plate each on the counter. One sported a large crack down the middle, the other had lost substantial chunks and was comparable to a sheet eaten through by moths, and the third was still oozing goop. Now that last one truly was a mystery.

Cosette stared pensively at the third layer. "We just need to pop it in the oven for a few minutes longer."

"It was in there for fifty minutes!”

"And it obviously wasn't long enough!"

Initially aiming to snap back, Cosette stopped short when she caught a glimpse of the time. Their father still had two hours before his shift ended.

Pursing her lips, she said, “You know, I bet Papa doesn’t even like red velvet.”

Enjolras had a contemplative expression. “

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I AM??? HAVING AN EMOTION??? ABOUT JAVERT???

I NEVER thought this would happen to me, I’m struck speechless right now.

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rip marius pontmercy you would’ve loved the smiths

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you found it disgusting and immoral; i found it sexy and arousing. this is why i have whimsy and you don't.

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Actual quote was like, "He should have been dancing at the Chaumière, as young people have a moral obligation to do."

One more late contribution to Barricade Week. I think M. Gillenormand is one of my favorite characters from the book. He is not a very good guardian, but everything he does is so funny. I had to pause at the end of this chapter to draw this.

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A flash, a crash, and a meeting. Abigail encounters familiar faces in a strange setting, and a plan is rudely interrupted.

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Chapter 2 of my Hannibal Back to the Future fic is up now :D. Please consider giving it a read and maybe even leaving a comment!! I will love you forever.

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For a moment I completely forgot that broken teacups are used commonly as a figure of expression, so when I saw a fic on AO3 from a completely different fandom use it in its name, I got super confused why they were using a metaphor from Hannibal in their series

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Samwise Gamgee more like Samwise GOATgee 🐐 am I right

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thinking about Will and Hannibal cuddling... they're both tipsy but they're alive and they're in love with each other. and that's all that matters.

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Hannibal (2013-2015)

2x08 - “Su-zakana”

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Probably an unpopular idea, but my personal headcanon is that after the Fall, Hannibal would have been fine letting Bedelia go and letting her live, not going after her. I think he would have thought her clever enough to earn being free of his wrath. But it was WILL who really pushed for Bedelia’s death and a feast of her. That man was CHOMPING at the bit to kill her and have Hannibal serve her to him on a silver platter.

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the true plot of hannibal is that he doesn't want Will to be evil and bad, he wants Will to be his own, unique evil and bad, not copy other people's evilness. What he really wants is for Will to learn how to have personal style.