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HANNIBAL SEASON 1 Will Graham’s (Hugh Dancy) Eyeglasses - Current price: $900

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“Will Graham’s (Hugh Dancy) eyeglasses from Bryan Fuller’s thrilling drama series Hannibal. Will wears his signature glasses throughout the series. This particular pair is the Cadore Moda PL-2090 DK Tortoise, which features a cellulose acetate frame with rounded lenses. The glasses reside in a protective case from the production. This item shows minor wear but remains in good condition. Dimensions (extended): 5” x 5 ¼” x 1 ½” (12.5 cm x 13.5 cm x 4 cm)”

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Anyone who bids on these they put a 15 percent buyers ‘fee’ what horseshit on your final total. Also shipping is nuts get a quote first! This is for all stuff FYI

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Will & Noah: Love Letters

In response to @locke-writes letter here

My dear Noah,

I saved your letter for my work break, it is always such a bright spot in the work I do. You have no idea how happy you make me. You always put my mind at ease. I hope I do the same for you. And I don’t consider you family, you are. There is no one more cherished to me. You hold my heart.

I have no problem being put to work for you Noah. I am so proud of all you do, and of course I will defend you. I know you can handle yourself, I do not doubt it. But I cannot help but stand up for you. I have dealt with the true evils of the world so I am sure once I say something they shall think twice about doing it again.

There are moments in our lives etched forever in our memories, and the day I met you was one of them. This memory helps keep the more upsetting ones from my life at bay. And all the memories we have made since then.

Well, I am certainly relieved to read that. I certainly don’t plan on going anywhere either. A vacation sounds like a wonderful idea though. A place where I can focus only on the person who makes me happiest. (Perhaps also a place that accepts dogs, they would miss us too much).

When I get home let’s pick a day for me to visit your work. I cannot wait.

All my love,

Will

Originally posted by rickdixonandthefandomlifeposts

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The glasses. The ring. I can’t.

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Pedro Pascal has my whole heart 🖤

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The first one tho props to the photog for getting such an Hd version of that beautiful mane wow

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Libri in Fiamme

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Slightly NSFW

F: I was finally learning the art of sleeping in late. With nothing else to do and nowhere to go I found myself lingering in bed for as long as possible. She was worried I was becoming depressed and requested that I see a psychiatrist at which I retorted that I was seeing a psychiatrist every day. I was referring to myself. She did not find it amusing. Rather she had sighed and placed a kiss on my forehead before bidding me a farewell. She had started work again and was beginning to prep for the bar exam. It made me happy to see her busy again, she thrived in the chaos and it was a beautiful thing to witness.

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Aww his lucky charms lol! I guess he left bandages on during sex? Poor bb. Needs to show her already. And of course he doesn’t want to tell her it’s Hannibal and put her in danger. And there was no smutty stuff here just allusion lol great work

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My favorite interview look. (One of my favorites) Just too adorable here. Love him in these glasses 🤓

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Yesss the glasses!! There’s one in Spanish where he talks about elton John and hugging him help me out fam what was he saying

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RED

R: I dreamt I was running through walls of crystal rain. Each drop hit my skin like a spark of fire. I ran and ran through empty space, only the numb sound of the rain to keep me company. My hands and arms cut through the wet air as I sprinted towards a light in the distance. Suddenly just before I could reach the glow that was promised I fell. I kept falling and falling until I hit the white cold ground.

I came to with a start, gasping and clawing at my chest for air. My eyes adjusted to the light that had filled the bathroom, why was I in the bathroom? The events of last night came flooding back and I reached a hand to my lower stomach. My eyes flicked down at where my hand had made contact and saw the blood. My breathing became ragged and I let out a sob. I fumbled for my phone and managed to dial 911. Please no…please no.

F: The plane touched down on the runway and my fingers drummed hurriedly on the edge of my chair. I near sprinted through the airport before diving into the first cab I saw. Every hair on my body was prickling and I felt fear pulse through my limbs. I shouted our address to the cab driver who jumped and hit the gas immediately. Something was wrong. I could feel it.

As the cab turned onto our street I saw the lights of an ambulance flickering reflecting in the windows of the apartment building. Paramedics were rushing into the building carrying all kinds of medical equipment. Oh god…no.

I flung open the door of the cab at which the driver shouted and hit the breaks. I stumbled out and ran past the open metal doors of the building. In the stairwell I could hear shouts coming from three flights up. I made the climb faster than ever before, stumbling only once before I hit our landing. The door was open. I entered our home and my eyes darted everywhere searching for her.

“Y/N! Y/N?!” I shouted my voice cracking at the harshness of my volume.

Two paramedics exited the bathroom and gave me a concerned look. I hurried to where they were standing and pushed past them to see her, the woman I loved, curled up in our tub, her lower half covered in blood. There was another paramedic kneeling beside her holding an oxygen mask up to her face.

Her eyes rolled up to me and I had never seen such sadness in them. I fell to the ground with a sob and I reached for her face. Tears began to fall from her eyes and she moved away from the knuckles I had brought to graze her cheekbone.

“No…no…no.” I cried my face contorting in grief. Her eyes fell shut and her body slacked.

Suddenly everything was a blur, the paramedics were rushing around me, moving me as they attempted to lay a stretcher out on the bathroom floor.

“NO!” I screamed finding what was left of my strength and pulling myself up.

I was still shaking and sobbing but I reached down and pulled her from the tub. I could feel blood wet my hands as I pulled her close to me and lifted her higher, pressing her cold body against me. The oxygen mask fell from her face and a paramedic rushed to my side to hold it up to her nose and mouth as I carried her from the room and down the hall.

The sounds of metal and shuffled footsteps faded from my attention as I carried her down the steps of our apartment building and out the front doors into the light. The paramedics helped me transition her body onto the waiting stretcher in the back of the bus before I followed her inside. I wrapped both of my hands around one of her small cold ones. I kissed her fingertips over and over as my tears wet them. I held her hand to my mouth and cried. The paramedics hooked her up to a few machines and the ambulance took off sirens and all.

“I love you. Please…do not leave me.” I managed through my heavy sobs as I pressed my lips to her ear.

She remained unconscious for 2 hours.

In the hospital room I sat on the edge of my chair as close as possible to her motionless body. It was not a miscarriage. Our baby was safe. She had experienced a Sub-Chorionic Hemorrhage. However the doctors could not explain her unconsciousness. One suggested it was due to heartbreak and stress. This was all my fault.

Hour three she stirred. Her fingertips ran over the surface of the hospital blankets and she whimpered quietly. I jumped quickly leaning my body over her bed and running a hand down the side of her face.

“My love, everything’s ok. You are ok.” I could feel my voice break as her eyes opened and pierced mine.

“No. Freddy…our baby.”

“The baby is perfect, our baby is perfect.” I pressed my forehead to hers before kissing her ever so gently on her lips.

“But…the bleeding.” Her voice was small and gravely but becoming more clear.

“Sub-Chorionic Hemorrhage, a minor complication but everything is fine now my love, everything is fine.”

She let out a cry and I slipped a hand under her head to pull her up against me. Her hands gripped at my rumpled bloodied shirt and I felt myself begin to cry too.

“Freddy…I thought I lost our baby.” She sobbed as I tried to calm her.

Her body heaved and shook and all I could do was hold her close. I never should have left her. I spoke this over and over at which I felt her tense before pulling away.

“He would have killed you Frederick. He almost killed me.” Her words were without context but there was nothing else to which she could be referring.

“Hannibal?” I choked as she tilted her head to the side as a few tears escaped her eyes and nodded.

“Oh my love. Oh.” I crumbled on top of her and took in shallow panicked breaths.

She detailed the entire encounter to me and I could barely feel the rise and fall of my chest. Her hands found my neck and pulled me down next to her as she spoke. I lifted my feet and allowed her to move me to lay against her. Oh god, oh god, oh god. I pressed my nose into the side her neck and my lips followed suit.

“I am so sorry. It is all my fault.” I spoke my brows furrowed and raised.

“We’re ok Freddy, and that’s all that matters to me. All three of us are ok.” Her voice was sweet and comforting yet still contained a sadness that I could not bear.

“I love you. I love you. Oh god I love you.” I cried softly into the skin of her neck not wanting to think about what could have happened had fate been less kind.

She wove her arms around me as much as she could and I buried myself in her despite her being so small. She stroked her hands through my hair and down the nape of my neck, as she cried softly too.

She was kept overnight for observation but the next evening we were allowed to return home. I helped her into bed before finding cleaning supplies so I could scrub the tub clean. Normally the sight of blood was enough to make me sick, but seeing her blood only made me cry. Through the tears I managed to remove any hint of red from the white of the tub. I leaned my forehead against its external surface and sobbed softly.

A few moments later I felt her hands on my shoulders as she knelt beside me. She pressed her face in kisses to my neck before moving the kisses to my cheek and trembling lips.

“I thought…I thought I was going to lose you.” I managed through shaky breaths.

“Hey…hey…I’m here, I love you.” She caressed the side of my face with the softest touch before kissing me again.

She lifted me from the ground and I wrapped my arms around her taking a deep inhale of her scent which still carried hints of hospital. After a few moments she moved from me and began to take off her clothes. I peeled off my shirt and pants following her lead as she stepped into the shower beckoning me to follow her. I moved behind her in the shower but did not touch her. My mind was consumed by thoughts of what could have happened two nights ago and I felt my head lower in shame. I was her protector, I had sworn it to myself ages ago. Thats when her small wet hands ran up my sides and under my arms. She pulled me to her in the wet of the shower and I held her there before weaving a hand through her hair. She tilted her head back and rose on her toes to kiss me. I was hesitant and filled with guilt at her touch, but all that soon washed away along with everything else that was not us. I moved to my knees without care and pressed my face into her lower stomach, kissing and crying, apologizing and promising. Her finger nails grazed my wet scalp before she gripped my cheeks and tilted my head to look at her. My eyes were wide and glazed with tears, but I could still see the love written across her features. I stood again and kissed her, holding her close under the rain of the shower as I spoke my endearments over and over.

After we finished our shower we both fell into bed. Neither of us could take our eyes off the other, still haunted by the scathes we had encountered so recently. I pulled her close to me and reveled in her beauty. It had been too long since she had smiled. It had been too long since I had heard her laugh. Something was weighing on her, but I did not want to force her to speak of it. Not now. Her palms were pressed against my chest and she stared at me before moving a hand to cup my cheek. I had removed the prosthetic and contact at her request, I had been doing this at home since her birthday but had I hesitated to do it today. Her fingers traced my circular scar and she hummed quietly almost in satisfaction. She nestled into the space between my neck and chest, gifting me little wet kisses before her breath slowed and she fell asleep. I laid awake for hours, gripping her close and staring at the ceiling, trying to imagine a scenario where I could have protected her from such pain and fear. I fell asleep just as my mind entered the darkest of places, my final thought being, I almost killed our baby.

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Oh Freddy !!! It’s not your fault !!! So glad reader and the baby are ok!!! Wow that was intense but so good !! Cannot wait for more, also curious what is weighing on her mind. And how did she just have this happen, I’ll have to google it thought Hannibal had come back and attacked her for sure.

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It’s this and the lasso one he just looks so adorable and I love the glasses

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R: Two days later I kissed him deeply before he reluctantly slid into a cab that would drive him to the airport. I had expressed a desire to take him myself but he didn’t want me driving home alone. I knew this was hard on him but I also knew it was important to take some time away from each other every now and then. Sometimes he would hold me so tightly it was as if he couldn’t bear even the smallest space between us. Boston wasn’t far away and it was only for two days. The event was tonight and he would be back tomorrow evening. I reminded him of this when he called me from the cab a few minutes later. I reassured him that I was fine and was planning on turning in early anyway. We hung up after two or three I love you’s and promises of embraces upon his return.

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Ahhh!!! So good!!! Please update soon!! I was worried this would happen Hannibal that asshole!! Good for Freddy for sticking up for her and so cool to see how connected they are that Fred felt afraid for her. Poor Fred is gonna find her in the tub and have a heart attack. I’m so glad reader is ok!! And of course reader loves Fred he is the best

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Will and Noah: Love Letters

In reply to the letter here by @locke-writes

Dearest Noah,

I’m reading this now that you have fallen asleep by my side. I am so proud of you my love. Getting to see you at work, in your element, was wonderful and it means so much that you let me see what you do every day. I really wanted to tell anyone that would listen that you are mine.

Well, I may have actually mentioned to a few people that you are. I couldn’t help it. I’m not normally talkative to strangers, as you know, but you make me bolder Noah. I feel confident with you by my side.

I’m sorry I didn’t get the C grip at first, you really are quite the master on set. I don’t think you realize but people respect and admire you greatly. Even though you know what you are doing, you are always kind Noah. Always considerate, your heart is like no other.

It is wonderful to see you so at peace by my side. My eyelids are getting heavy, but before I finish this letter, let’s discuss tomorrow where we shall go on vacation.

Something other than the darkness I work with to look forward to. Although I always have something wonderful to look forward to-coming home to you. When the darkness tries to take over my mind, you bring me back. And for that, sweet Noah, I can never thank you enough.

Love always,

Will

Originally posted by jellyfishsugar

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October Writing Challenge: Day 24 - Not So Innocent Candles

Prompt: Fire with Max PhillipsPairing: Max Phillips x F!Vampire!ReaderRating: NC-17Word Count: 2,149Warnings: nudity, wax play, implied oral (f receiving), unsafe use of wax play candles (y’all please be careful with fire of any kind. Open flames are dangerous), no y/n

Summary: You indulge Max’s request for trying out wax play, only for the whole thing to be upturned when an overzealous Max forgets about a still burning candle.

A/N: Gotta be able to suspend disbelief on this one a little bit in terms of fire safety and vampire senses lol

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“Really?” you question with an arched brow, arms folded across your desk as you look up at your partner in both business and life. Well… unlinfe, technically. He’s grinning like the cat that ate the canary, and you can practically feel the excitement coming off of him in waves. “You wanna get wax all over my brand new sheets?”

Max lets out a huff, turning to perch on the edge of your desk as his grin turns into a pout. “C’mon, babe, it’ll be fun! You know we feel temperature differently than the bloodbags do.” The scowl you flash at him at that has him back peddling. “Sorry, humans.” You huff and turn to look back at your computer. “Baaabbbeee, please? My birthday is coming up.”

“Max Phillips, you and I both know that Halloween is neither your birth nor death day.” You don’t even look at him as he rounds your desk, making to spin your chair so you’ll look at him. When he does, he’s giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes he can manage, on his knees in front of you. It’s a good look for him, you think.

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