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Eyes lidded, Will imagines it—Hannibal pressing him out, wider, open, going and going until he can split up the middle, too. Maybe Hannibal would tend Will’s face between his hands as he did it, delicate and cradling and skimming over the sharp arc of cheekbones while imagining the fine openwork spread of bone lurking deep behind them.
Drawn and quartered, Will thinks dully. A punishment for spectacle, not taste, but he figures he’s not good to eat anyway. Gut-shots spoil the whole carcass.
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Following the events of “Mizumono” and a harrowing, weeks-long hospitalization, Will returns home. He’s managing on his own until one night, he has a visitor.
This story is likely not for the faint of heart. I have anatomical knowledge under my belt and I’m never afraid to use it.
Bookmarked by winterhythm
29 Jan 2026
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truly life-changingly jaw-droppingly vivid and gorgeous and live-wire electric!!! what a read!!!!!!!
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Will should call Hannibal and ask for the last time Hannibal saw him. Except that isn’t exactly a landmine Will’s ready to walk over just yet. No, he should call Alana, but nothing says I want to be your stable boyfriend like I’m either hallucinating or sleeping with someone else.
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Will Graham, sharp-eyed and sharp-mouthed, has always been a bit weird with his uncanny sense of doomed fate.
After a traumatic Christmas, floating through his masters program with the reluctant help of his friends, a chance meeting at a lecture with known Doctor Emeritus and Professor of Lithuanian Culture, Hannibal Lecter, puts him on the spot to make a change.
An invitation to see the insular Lecter Estate's nine-day celebration of the Rasos festival is just the kind of mental reset he needs. Doctor Lecter is certain of it.
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Bookmarked by winterhythm
23 Apr 2024
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h/w, midsummer festivities and truly capturing the insanity and loss of your own agency that it takes to end up being part of a cult.
9/25 edit: [ the metal-sharpness of Hannibal’s own sweat who’s too long been a carnivore to smell like anything other than blood ] fuck outta here
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Will loads the next screen, or at least tries to, one more hurdle appearing with questionable promise: "Use previous shipping address?" asks a checkbox, defaulted to YES. The long slash of the mark very confident that this is indeed what Will would like to do without really bothering with the nuisance of verified consent, as online shopping is inclined to do.
He sighs again in irritation. The timer in the corner keeps ticking down.
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Will Graham is an entomologist with a bad habit.
A shipping error prompts him to dive back into a few older ones.
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Bookmarked by winterhythm
27 Nov 2023
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"I would paint you every color your skin makes," naol
09/25 edit: every year i reread this and chaparral_crown, it's always going to be you. [ “Bearing this what I am in mind,” he says, catching his breath. “Your color, please.” ] is so fucked up i can't get it out of my head
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Hannibal kissed the accord from Will’s fingers: orange rind and salt water and the taste of skin. He kissed the pulse of Will’s wrist, and watched his eyes change.
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- Part 2 of Hesperides (Citrus-verse)