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ghostybat00 · 4 months
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Will Graham yandere swf alphabet.
(Situations mostly when you already was kidnapped by will, only to a to K).
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(A)=Affection❤️(How loving would it be?) - Personally, I feel that Will hasn't had many partners as he's grown up, and his job prevents him from doing so even more. and also because of his autistic nature combined with yandere tendencies, he would be someone affectionate, almost all the time holding your hand, squeezing it or caressing it, clinging to you as if it were his last breath of life, I would be very nervous doing that, the PDA is also based on holding your hand or arm a lot.
(B)=Blood 🔪: (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?) Will is not afraid to fill himself with other people's blood if it is for you, he would not mind murdering or causing an "accident" to anyone who shows interest in you or hurts you, He would go and return to hell for you, according to his morals, when it comes to you he cares even less about others, no matter what.
(C)=Cuddles 💝 (How would they cuddle?)- After your kidnapping he would be very touchy, the man has spent his entire life living in fear and seeing horrible things that torment him, he needs love and a relationship to feel domestic, Thanks to this, at night he would hug you a lot, cuddling with him results in him having his face in the crook of your neck, while he hugs you tightly in a bear hug, If at this point you have already been affected by Stockholm syndrome he would like you to stroke his hair while cuddling, He also likes hugs while the both are lying in bed and one of his dogs accompanying the both.
(D) =Domestic 💍 (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)- I'm sure Will has no idea how to cook, the most he knows how to make is scrambled eggs, he almost always eats out or at home. But with you and being very paranoid to even let you out, he will try to learn more recipes and improve just for you. Like I said, he so badly wants a domestic life outside of watching crime scenes, then he tries his best to please you, I think he is clean but not obsessive about cleanliness, but still for doing everything to keep you comfortable and if you are very touchy with cleaning it will also improve that, just for you and for you to be comfortable. He only wants you, his dogs and his house in peace.
(E)= Ending 🔪 (In case you were his partner and his reaction that you want to break up with him.)- In a situation where you were already his partner and you wanted to break up, he would quickly break down emotionally, refuse and try to hug you or grab you while sobbing, if you refuse, Once again, he would end up kidnapping you.
(sorry here, we don't write angst lol)
(F)=Fiancé 💍 (What do they think about marriage? How they would propose?- Will never thought about marriage until you arrived, in general he doesn't care because he considers that the love he feels for you is already demonstrated without the need for something as social as a wedding. But if he sees that later on you have different opinion and would like a wedding, he wouldn't have a problem, probably seeing that if you would like, he would ask you to marry him at a dinner that he himself prepared.
(G)=Gentle 🌸 (How hard is it on you?)-
I wouldn't be too sure what to do in the first weeks of kidnapping. He would try to explain the situation to you in the gentlest way, the most he would do to hurt you is that if you tried to escape from the house he would pull you very hard, at most leaving a bruise on your arm, He would feel horrible seeing you but he knew that you left him no choice, other than that he wouldn't be a very hard yandere.
(H)= Hell 🖤 (What experience would be the worst for you being with him?) Seeing him angry or out of his mind, he wouldn't be the type to hurt you or kill you, but he would be capable of getting even more paranoid, killing someone close to you in front of you out of jealousy or fear, whether it's a friend or family member.
(I)= Love words 💋 (How romantic is it when it comes to sweet words?) He is not very experienced, but an "I love you" will never be missing, more comments about how lucky he is to have you, how you make him feel complete or praising your appearance. Sweet, honest words about how he would die for you, that you don't have to be scared because you have him.
(J)= Jealousy🔪 (Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?) He is very jealous, he is the type that tries to hide it but you can see in his eyes/expression how angry or jealous as hell he is. He would try to hold himself back from doing something but eventually he would end up doing something,Like a death threat or directly beating up the person That made him jealous, But in private.
(K)= Kisses 💋 (How do they much kiss You?)- Will loves kisses, especially the ones where he kisses your forehead, your hands or obviously the best, your lips, he is a sloppy kisser, he prefers to take the time to kiss you slowly and sloppy.
("why only to a to K?" Sorry i'm lazy💀)
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lucylichtenweg · 1 year
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Why is it every time, when I like a fictional character they:
1. Die
2. Are the hidden main villain or turn evil
3. Are traumatised through the story
Every time one or more from the 3
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xyanmajor · 7 months
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Going through the serie Hanibal, for real, this time.
Searching answers ine the beast House, lol.
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scotianostra · 2 years
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Happy 76th birthday, hard working Scottish actor Brian Cox.
I just spent a good hour putting a post together about Brian only for my computer to decide to play up and I lost it all, so I apologise for the copy and paste job from last years post, with a wee add on at the end.
It’s often said, oor wee country Scotland punches above it’s weight and it is certainly true with the number of quality actors we have, Brian Cox is certainly up their with them.
The youngest of five children, he was born on 1st June 1946 to an Irish and Scottish descent family in Dundee. His father, a mill worker, died when Brian was eight, after which his mother suffered a series of nervous breakdowns and was eventually hospitalised.
Brought up by his eldest sister and an aunt, Brian was drawn to acting after he got a job helping backstage at Dundee Rep. He worked there for two years, then trained at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. After a spell in regional repertory, he made his London stage debut as Orlando in As You Like It in June 1967.
Cox first came to attention in the early 1970s with performances in numerous television shows and films including the role of James Hepburn, 4th Earl of Bothwell in a TV movie Bothwell, the shows Sutherlands Law, The Master of Ballantrae, in the 80’s he was in Minder, Crown Court and Scotland’s Story, we also saw Brian head for the USA as the first Hanibal Lector in Manhunter and in Scotland he was in the excellent film Shoot for the Sun with Jimmy Nail.
His first big break was as Dr. Hannibal Lecter in the aforementioned Manhunter . The film was not overly successful at the box office, although Cox’s career prospects and popularity continued to develop. Through the 1990s, he appeared in nearly 20 films and television series, as well as making numerous television guest appearances. Two Scottish roles in Rob Roy, as Killearn, then Braveheart as Argyle Wallace brought Brian to a much bigger audience.
Hollywood roles followed, the most notable were in The Bourne Identity and The Bourne Supremacy as well as Super Troopers and the sequal Super Troopers 2 as well as 25th Hour. Cox never turned his back on Scotland though, making appearances on our small screen in Bob Servant and Shetland, he was also in the film The Flying Scot about cyclist Graeme Obree.
In his personal life he has 4 children two to his first wife, and 2 his second wife, he is a patron of The Scottish Youth Theatre and an “ambassador” for the Screen Academy Scotland, he was twice elected Rector of the University of Dundee by students in his home town, as well as holding an honorary doctorate from Napier University in Edinburgh, awarded in July 2008. Finally on 14 April 2012, Cox was the 10th grand marshal of the New York City Tartan Day Parade.
Brian has won an Emmy, for the role of  Hermann Wilhelm Goering in  Nuremberg, 2002, and a Golden Globe in 2020 for Best Actor in a TV Drama, for Succession.
He has over 235 acting credits and shows no signs of slowing down, with 6 projects o the go, as well as season four of Succession.
The final pic is a “cheeky” pic of Brian and his son, Alan, who is also an actor, at a Dressed to Kilt event, showing what us true Scots wear under our kilts. 
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Different anon.
I actually have seen all these people being called a babygirl. There are accounts on all social media platforms dedicated to showing these people as babygirl. In fact a lot of people gets called baby girl. Like obama, elon musk, damiano, mad milkensen( especially as hanibal), the guy who acted in the serial killer series, the actual serial killer, actors in kdrama, everybody in every single kpop group, also Ot5(especially harry, louis and niall).
Pedro pascal is the current it babygirl. When ted lasso resumes, it will be jason sudekis. I am actually surprised that people here doesn't know this.
Ted Lasso resumed last week.
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pimpbot50 · 1 year
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Season 2 finale of Hanibal
Series finale Good Place
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demonsfate · 1 year
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ANONYMOUS SENT ...
《hands dj thomas harris' novels red dragon + hannibal + hanibal rising + hannibal tv series in blu ray》i got these books and a tv series in blu ray for you. hannibal lecter this character from these books and tv series likes to eat human meat. i find him quite a fascinating character.
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dj  understands  why  these  gifts  are  bestowed  upon  him  -  because  he,  too,  likes  feasting  upon  humans.  “  hmm.  ”  finally  -  someone  who  actually  BRINGS  him  presents,  rather  than  hate  his  presence.  maybe  this  will  be  a  taste  of  what  life  would  be  if  he  rules  the  earth.  “  i  don’t  like  to  read,  ”  he  is  frank,  letting  the  books  drop  to  the  floor.  however,  the  blu  -  ray  set  remains  in  his  hands.  “  ...  i  can  find  television  more  entertaining,  though.  i  may  give  it  a  try.  ”
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ssaalexblake · 3 years
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I’m never gonna finish this meme;
8/15 otps : Lilah Morgan x Wesley Wyndam-pryce (Angel the Series)
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angeldemontears · 3 years
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somegirlblr · 3 years
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Why did my subconcious stress me out by dreaming of getting sensory overload at a fancy partys buffet and even included details like me misidentifieng foods from a distance due to my shitty eyes and being unable to find the appropriate plates 😑
The buffet room was like 50m across so I wouldn't even hazard guesses at what the further away foods were and there were like a hundred people talking
At one point I thought I had found chicken burgers but upon getting closer it turned out to be stewed back fat, the suit wearing servers told me they didn't have chicken burgers and blamed my confusion on the exact position of the tray containing the back fat and switched the fucking huge container (one side was well over a meter long) with one from the neighboring table, which did of course did not solve the confusion of stewed back fat being near sides you would expect for chicken burgers and then snarked at me for calling the set up confusing after they already switched out those same two trays for being confusing the day before
Then I found spaghetti and tortellini with german style carbonara but all of the potential pasta plate stacks turned out to be dirty plates people had left at the station and the actual stack near them was soup plates even tho there was no soup 😭
The worst part of course being that none of this is too unrealistic if I were at such a party in the first place
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recovecosyrefrotes · 5 years
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By Hanibal Srouji, Blue Clouds, 2018 - Acrylic on canvas
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gebo4482 · 5 years
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HANNIBAL #1
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darling-i-read-it · 3 years
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And the Woman Clothed With the Sun...
3x09
Hannibal Lecter x reader x Will Graham 
Hannibal Re-Write Series Masterlist
Word Count: 3.1k 
Warnings: spoilers for hannibal, murder, dead bodies, nightmares, talk of children and having them 
Author’s Note: I really really liked this episode. I love playing with dynamics SO MUCH. I hope you guys like this? 
I used some direct quotes from the script so some things may seem familiar 
Official Episode Summary: As the search for Francis Dolarhyde (Richard Armitage) continues, Will starts imagining himself in Dolarhyde's tormented psyche -- and asks Hannibal for help with the serial killer's profile; a new woman (Rutina Wesley) enters Dolarhyde's life.
I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 
Tag List (is always open!) : @llperfectsymmetryll​ @ericacactus​ @vlightning95​ @sweetgoodangel​
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“That’s the same atrocious aftershave you wore in court,” Hannibal said. He turned around slowly, acting as though he were not surprised to see you and Will together. The thin line of glass between the two of you Hannibal seemed so thick.
The truth was, you had never truly gotten over Hannibal. You had pretended to, for the sake of Will, but you had never really stopped thinking about what he could be doing. There was a link that the three of you had with each other that was unexplainable. You had started a new life. But your old one still called your name. 
“Hello, Dr. Lecter,” Will said simply. He was contained. You fed off of his energy to keep yourself in check as well. 
“Hello, Will. Y/N.” He stepped closer to the two of you. “I believe congratulations are in order. I apologize I couldn’t make it to the wedding. Alana gave me some pictures, to taunt me presumably.” You smiled. You thought about Hannibal holding the pictures of you and Will laughing, beaming at each other. “Did you get my note?” You nodded. 
“We got it. Thank you,” you said simply. You and Will stood close together. He had his coat draped over his arm and you held the papers from the cases. 
“Did you read it before you destroyed it? Or did you simply toss it into the nearest fire?” Hannibal asked. You scoffed a bit.
“We read it. Then he burned it,” you promised. He nodded. 
“And you came anyway.” Hannibal eyed you. “I’m surprised you let that happen.” 
“We all falter in some ways,” you said simply. 
“I want you to help me, Dr. Lecter,” Will said to break the conversation. He still didn't trust Hannibal with you. Reminiscent of the days you used to work with Hannibal.
“Yes I thought so. Are we no longer on a first-name basis?” Hannibal asked. 
“I’m more comfortable the less personal we are,” Will said. Hannibal looked over at you, eyeing your entire body. He made note of the scent. The scent off of both of you. 
“Your hands are rough Will. I smell dogs and pine and oil beneath that shaving lotion.” He looked at you. “Did you steal that perfume from my home?” he questioned. You stiffened. You had gotten some perfume from his home as they cleaned it out. You ended up liking and buying another bottle over the years.
“I’m here about Chicago and Buffalo. You’ve read about it, I’m sure,” Will said. 
“I’ve read the papers. I can’t clip them. They won’t let me have scissors, of course. You want to know how he’s choosing them,” Hannibal commented. You held up the case file. 
“Thought you might have some ideas.” 
“You just came here to look at me. Came to get the old scent again. Why don't you just smell yourself Will? Or your wife?” Will let out a sigh. 
“I expected more of you, doctor. That routine is old hat.” Hannibal nodded stiffly.
“Whereas you are new people,” Hannibal said. “Let me have the file. An hour, and we can discuss it like old times.” You nodded happily at that, pleased he would help. You shoved the file through the document tray and into the cell. Hannibal came close to collect it. 
“Thank you,” Will muttered.
“Family values may have declined over the last century, but we still help our families when we can.” He took the papers. “You’re both family.” 
Will grabbed you around the waist, eager to leave. Your eyes lingered on Hannibal’s for a moment longer before you and Will left the room, swallowing his true words. 
-
You looked around Alana’s office. You hadn’t seen it since she had moved in. It looked better than when Chilton had run it. Perhaps that was just because you liked Alana more. The problems you once had with each other had mostly scabbed over. She was maid of honor at your wedding. Interesting, considering the fact you had once fought feverishly over Hannibal.
“It’s good to see you looking well. But I can’t help wishing you weren’t here,” Alana said. She sat on her couch. Her suit was pristine, her hair perfect. You admired her. 
“You aren’t the only one,” you commented. 
“I was surprised Jack came back in one piece,” she said. You nodded, running a hand over your pants before sitting down on the couch beside her. Will stood up, looking out the window. 
“You weren’t the only one,” Will said, turning to both of you. 
“How did it feel to see him again?” she questioned. You looked at the ground. Will sat down beside you, in between you and Alana. 
“Like Hannibal was looking through to the back of my skull. Felt like a fly flitting around in there. I had the absurd feeling that he walked out with me. Had to stop outside the doors and look around, make sure it was just Y/N,” Will commented. 
“I know that feeling. At least Jack Crawford’s pleased.” You pursed your lips but stayed quiet. 
“He showed me pictures of the families. I looked at Y/N and couldn’t say no,” he argued.
“Damn my presence,” you joked softly. Will slung his arm around the couch behind you, his fingered brushing your shoulder. 
“And Jack was counting on it.” 
“Are you still with Margot?” you asked, eager to change the subject. She took a deep breath and nodded, thinking fondly of her wife. 
“Yes. We have a baby. A Verger baby. A son,” she said. You smiled. You and Will had talked about kids. You wanted one. You were working for one when Jack spiked both yours and Will’s stress levels. 
“Good for Margot,” Will said.
“Good for me. I carried him. He’s my son. He’s the Verger heir.” You smiled. 
“Then what are you doing here? You’re set for life,” you pointed out. 
“There are only five doors between Hannibal and the outside. And I have the keys to every one of them,” she said. A daily ‘gotcha’ to Hannibal. Will admired that. “Hannibal has never been great with boundaries. ‘He who sups with the Devil needs a long spoon’.” 
“I am not letting him in, Alana. Don’t worry about me,” Will said. She looked at you sympathetically. 
“Last time, it didn't’ end with you Will.” 
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“I want you to stay here,” Will said, standing outside Hannibal’s cell door. He hadn’t stepped inside yet. Hannibal could not see him. You scoffed.
“We’ve been over this. I follow you, even if you say no.”
“This time, I mean it. I think I’ll get more out of him if he isn't’ distracted with you.” You raised an eyebrow.
“You sure you aren’t jealous?” He gave you a look. “Fine, fine. Please be quick.” 
Will stepped into the room, leaving you outside to wait. Hannibal looked up at him from his desk.
“This is a very shy boy, Will. I’d love to meet him,” Hannibal said. He looked around. “Just us?” 
Will nodded.
“Just us.” 
“Have you considered the possibility that he’s disfigured? Or that he may believe he’s disfigured?” Hannibal asked. 
“That’s interesting.”
“That’s not interesting. You thought of that before.” Will nodded. 
“He smashed all the mirrors in the houses, not just enough to get the pieces he wanted. The shards are set so he can see himself. In their eyes. Mrs. Jacobi and Mrs. Leeds. And their families,” Will said. Hannibal pulled out the picture of a dead Mrs. Jacobi. 
“Could you see yourself in their eyes, Will? Killing them all?” 
Will instantly regretted leaving you outside. 
The two boys imagined themselves in the crime scenes, looking across the dead bodies of the families. 
“The first small bond to the killer itches and stings like a leech,” Hanibal said. “Like you, Will, he needs a family to escape what’s inside him.” Wills head shot up but he did not look at Hannibal. “You know a fair amount about how these families died. How they lived is how he chooses them.”
“How is he choosing them?” Will asked.
“I was surprised to hear you actually married Y/N. Not because I thought you weren’t a match made in heaven but it made more sense for you to start a family from scratch. No one that had even an inkling of me in their eyes. Find a mom with a stepson or daughter, not having to breed. You know better than to pass the terrible traits that you fear the most,” Hannibal said. Will did not look at him. Hannibal continued. “But Y/N wants children with you. How will you stand to look at a child you may have ruined before they were even born?” 
Will desperately wished he hadn’t left you outside. 
“Why are there no descriptions of the grounds? I see floor plans, diagrams of the rooms where the deaths occured, no mention of the grounds. What were the yards like?” Hannibal continued, satisfied with how he had shaken Will’s personal life. 
“Big, fenced, with trees. Why?” 
“If this pilgrim feels a special relationship with the moon, he might like to go outside and look at it before he tidies himself up. If one were nude, say, it would be better to have outdoor privacy for that sort of thing. One must show some consideration for the neighbors, hmmm? Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight, Will?” 
Will suddenly saw himself in place of the killer, naked, drenched in pitch black blood. 
Will snapped back and nodded quickly.
“Thank you Dr. Lecter,” he said before stumbling out of the door. You sat on the outside in one of the waiting chairs. Will looked over at you and seemed to relax but not completely. 
“Will?” 
He grabbed you and you stood up quickly, hugging him tightly. He buried his head in your neck and you let him, rubbing your back.
“This is why you don’t go without me places,” you muttered. He scoffed but his breathing was already evening again. “What did he say?” He moved back and shook his head softly.
“We’ll talk about it later. I want to see the backyards.” You raised an eyebrow.
“Alright, I suppose.” 
He walked out of the asylum, holding your hand tightly. Freddie snapped a couple pictures from the bushes.
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“Have you come to wag your finger?” Hannibal asked as Alana entered the room behind him. 
“I love a good finger-wagging.”
“Yes, you do. How is Margot?” Alana ignored the remake as she gleaned down at the picture of her as Botticelli’s Fortitude.
“Your cogs are turning, Hannibal. I can hear them clicking.”
“Click, click, click, boom,” he whispered. 
“I don’t know what you’re planning with the Grahams. But you’re planning something. Why wouldn’t you be? You’ve already cracked the lid, can’t resist peeling it back.” 
Hannibal pursed at the name. Alana noticed this. 
“You can’t comment on her last name anymore you know. They’re married. She is, in the eyes of the law, a Graham now.” Hannibal stiffened.
“They came to me,” Hannibal said, ignoring her words.
“Yes, they did.” 
“I advised them against it.”
“I’m sure.” 
“Are you suggesting I don’t have Y/N and Will’s best interests in mind?” he asked. Alana scoffed.
“I’m stating it as a fact.”
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You stepped into the room with Hannibal’s cage. He looked up, quite surprised to see you. You held your purse in both hands, stepping closer to the cage. 
“Hello love,” he said quietly. You let his words fall off of you like rain. They stayed for a moment, dripping down your arm before hitting the ground. “I don’t imagine you’re here to talk about the murder cases.” You shook your head softly. He walked up to the glass quietly. You stepped close to it, so you were really only a couple of inches apart. 
“I came to yell at you,” you said. He raised an eyebrow.
“Whatever for?” You smiled gently and shrugged.
“Lots of things. Firstly, you didn’t kill Jack when you got the chance. I’ll never forgive you for not feeding him to me in soup.” His eyes went wide.
“Careful Y/N. Alana watches these tapes.” 
“She would probably agree with me.” You took a deep breath. “Secondly, not coming to my wedding. I know you were otherwise indisposed but I thought it was rather rude.” 
“I thought it was rude of you to get married.” You shook your head playfully. The same banter. Joking with a cannibal serial killer. Just another Tuesday.
“Third, I told you to leave.” The air seemed to calm. 
“Does Will know you’re here?” 
“No. I didn’t tell him.” 
“Did he tell you he’s scared of his own children?” You raised a finger, shaking it gently. 
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Will is no longer my boyfriend I dated a couple of months. He’s my husband. You can’t wedge yourself between us no matter how hard you try.” You wanted to put your hand against the glass but you didn’t. “But I miss you.”
“Where do you work nowadays?” You shrugged.
“I had to get another secretary job but I’ve mostly worked up enough to take this amount of leave. My last employer wasn’t exactly the best reference.” He laughed. 
“I suppose you’re right.” He paused. “Eating well?” 
“Better. No people in the diet these days.” 
“Pity.” 
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“Will!” You broke Will out of his thoughts. You were standing in the back of the Jacobi house. Will had just found a small sign on one of the trees. He was about to get into it but you had broken him out of his mind. “It’s Freddie.” 
Will walked out from the trees and shoved his hands in his pockets. 
“Now are you just keeping America clean or is that evidence?” Freddie asked. 
“You’re trespassing, Freddie,” Will said sternly.
“I was trespassing before the blood dried.  When did they call you? Interesting to see The Bloody Valentines back at action. Beautiful ceremony by the way.”
“We aren’t talking to you,” Will said, grabbing your arm. You followed him.
“We’re co conspirators, Will. I did for you and your cause.”
“You didn’t die enough. You came into my hospital room while I was asleep. You flipped back the sheets and shot a picture of my temporary colostomy bag,” Will said, turning to her. 
  “Covered your junk with a black box. A big black box. You’re welcome,” she said.
“Justly so,” you argued carefully. 
“You culled us the ‘murder threesome’. Little crude, don't you think?” 
“You did run off to Europe together. Doesn’t help that the two of you ended up getting married. How does the Tooth Fairy compare to Hannibal Lecter? Haven’t seen anything like this since the Massacre at Muskrat Farm. Funny thing about that massacre. Not only did Dr. Bloom survived, she got rich. Lecter’s living in the lap under her care. What kind of arrangement you suppose they have?” Freddie asked. 
“A complicated one,” you said sternly. 
“Couldn’t be more complicated than your relationship with Hannibal. Both of you. You paid him a visit? Before you lie, know that I know that you did,” she said quickly.
“Good-bye Freddie.”
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“I read your note before my office forwarded it to the Grahams,” Jack said, standing in front of Will. Hannibal swallowed, understanding. 
“To whet their appetite or yours? You’ve placed him back in the pot and you’re letting him cook.”
“We’re all in this stew together.” 
“Arguable considering how close Y/N is to drowning you.” 
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You stepped into the hotel room where Will was already sitting on the bed. You ran a hand through your hair and let the chilly cold wash over you as you entered the warm room. 
“How are the dogs?” he asked.
“Good. The dog sitters said they were missing us but other than that, they’re okay,” you promised. You looked down at the dog that was laying on the ground beside the bed. “She’ll be right at home with them.” 
You sat on the bed and Will sat up, putting his arms around you from behind. You smiled about him, happy to see he was feeling better.
“I’m worried about the kids,” he whispered.
“The kids who don’t exist?” He laughed gently.
“Yeah. I don’t want them to end up like me.” You nodded slowly.
“So that’s what Hannibal said that got you worked up.” You took in the information. “If the kid isn’t like you I don’t think I’d be able to love them as much as I love you.” 
It was his turn to take in the information. 
“You’re just saying that.”
“Nope. I’m serious. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I’ve had the pleasure of loving you Mr. Graham.” He kissed your neck gently and smiled to himself. 
“I love you too Mrs. Graham.”
You let out a small sigh of relief. 
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Will screamed as he sat up quickly, sweating aggressively, blankets flying. You got up just as quickly, turning to him but he had already gotten up, rushing into the bathroom. You followed him, sleep that had just taken you over long gone. 
You practically ran up to him. He was looking at himself in the mirror, fear in his eyes at his reflection. You grabbed him quickly and he turned to you, wrapping his arms around you. You didn’t speak. You didn’t ask questions. You just held him as close as you could get him.
Nightmares had come back. Neither of you had had those in a while. You rubbed his back and let him breath. 
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scotianostra · 3 years
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Happy 75th Birthday actor Brian Denis Cox born June 1st 1946 in Dundee.
It’s often said, oor wee country Scotland punches above it’s weight and it is certainly true with the number of quality actors we have, Brian Cox is certainly up their with them.
The youngest of five children, he was born on 1st June 1946 to an Irish and Scottish descent family in Dundee. His father, a mill worker, died when Brian was eight, after which his mother suffered a series of nervous breakdowns and was eventually hospitalised.
Brought up by his eldest sister and an aunt, Brian was drawn to acting after he got a job helping backstage at Dundee Rep. He worked there for two years, then trained at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. After a spell in regional repertory, he made his London stage debut as Orlando in As You Like It in June 1967.
Cox first came to attention in the early 1970s with performances in numerous television shows and films including the role of James Hepburn, 4th Earl of Bothwell in a TV movie Bothwell, the shows Sutherlands Law, The Master of Ballantrae, in the 80’s he was in Minder, Crown Court and Scotland’s Story, we also saw Brian head for the USA as the first Hanibal Lector in Manhunter and in Scotland he was in the excellent film Shoot for the Sun with Jimmy Nail.
His first big break was as Dr. Hannibal Lecter in the aforementioned Manhunter . The film was not overly successful at the box office, although Cox’s career prospects and popularity continued to develop. Through the 1990s, he appeared in nearly 20 films and television series, as well as making numerous television guest appearances. Two Scottish roles in Rob Roy, as Killearn, then Braveheart as Argyle Wallace brought Brian to a much bigger audience.
Hollywood roles followed, the most notable were in The Bourne Identity and The Bourne Supremacy as well as Super Troopers and the sequal Super Troopers 2 as well as 25th Hour. Cox never turned his back on Scotland though, making appearances on our small screen in Bob Servant and Shetland, he was also in the film The Flying Scot about cyclist Graeme Obree.
I could be here all day giving all the shows and films Brian Cox has appeared in, in his personal life he has 4 children two to his first wife, and 2 his second wife, he is a patron of The Scottish Youth Theatre and an “ambassador” for the Screen Academy Scotland, he was twice elected Rector of the University of Dundee by students in his home town, as well as holding an honorary doctorate from Napier University in Edinburgh, awarded in July 2008. Finally on 14 April 2012, Cox was the 10th grand marshal of the New York City Tartan Day Parade
I could be here all day giving all the shows and films Brian Cox has appeared in so will only tell of his most recent. Last year he did a great monologue as John Rebus in  a one-off short film set in lockdown Edinburgh, “Lockdown Blues. He has also been appearing in the  American satirical comedy-drama Succession. Next up is a film called The Jesuit, co-starring Ron Perlman and Tim Roth and an Audio film series called Unsinkable with John Malkovich 
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hanibal season 3 is just a series of microagressions against will from every woman in his life
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Hmmm I'm looking for a new book to read but I'm not out for anything specific. Can you lead me to a section where I can find something similar to Neil Gaiman? I promise to stay a little longer than necessary... just so you can watch me from behind the desk
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hmm! if you want to read other bokks by him, the only two i've read so far are Good Omens and Neverwhere! both of which i thoroughly enjoyed and definately recommend! if you're looking for similar authors, Terry Pratchett's work is a very good way to go, they have some similar ways of writing, maybe check out the Discworld series?
i think Alexander McCall Smith also has a similar kind of vibe, very descriptive, a balance of serious and beautiful and funny, i highly recommend the No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency Series
two other series i think might be worth looking at are The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart (it's a YA series but i still love it), and the Hanibal Series by Thomas Harris if you're looking for something darker
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