GrahamCrackerzRule

An indie rp blog for Will Graham from Hannibal! Will roleplay and take asks/submissions from any charrie, including OC's or OOC's Tracking: grahamcrackerzrule Mun is 18+, Muse is 30+ Accepts and will tag nsfw -won't rp nsfw with <18 Ask for my Skype or link to my other accounts if you wish! Either to get a taste of my rping or just talk!

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"Baby it's cold outside"

— ❝ It’s pissing it down darling, stay a while longer hm? ❞☠ Dragging his amber orbs away from the torrential downpour Nigel refocused on Will, that dark mop of errant curls framing his face and glasses hindering ever elusive piercing blue eyes; something about the unconventional special agent’s company was addictive and the silver haired man found himself hesitant to let graham leave. 

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- "Yeah well, we can’t all by accented and imposing with freaking animal eyes" Will huffed, rolling his eyes and wondering how easy it was for this man before him to find someone to spend the night with, how easy to be that man, the one people actually wanted.

"I’m not their dog….even if they do call me a bloodhound." Shaking his head, having overhead the comment after he’d manged to "track down" yet another criminal, Will just sighed, wishing his life could be simple for once. 

"It’s also rude to cuss so much, but I guess you don’t follow that fucking rule huh?" He laughed, shaking his head. "Great, do I have to worry for my virtue now if I stay here? You don’t exactly strike me as the knight in shining armor type. Might have to check if my maidenly chastity belt is still on."

Brown, doe eyes widened as Nigel was suddenly looming over him, fidgeting and losing the battle, always one to avoid eye-contact. Squirming around at knowing he was actually going to be stuck here, the teacher grumbled, trying to lean away from the warm, mingling breaths between them, cheeks flushing a bit. 

"I-I…..fine….something warm please, get cold easily….can’t sleep very well…"

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☠ Will’s statement, sarcastic or not elicited an unbridled roar of laughter from the older man, Graham wasn’t too eloquent when flustered and probably didn’t realize that same fact was making him more appealing pray every time he fumbled over his words. — ❝ Careful, some might consider that a flirtatious compliment. Plus sex appeal is overrated, unwanted attention can be just as frustrating as none at all. ❞ ☠ Nigel pursed his lips upon hearing Graham’s little nickname, there would obviously be a reason behind it, not just any cop that’s half decent at hide and seek would be asked to transfer temporarily all the way out to Bucharest just to ‘look’ at a regular crime scene- something was happening and Will Graham wasn’t all he appeared; this much Nigel was certain of. — ❝ My house, my rules and profanity is a useful tool for coloring ones vocabulary. Your virtue- ❞ ☠ He paused mockingly mulling it over before offering a predatory grin. — ❝ I may not be a your typical knight in shining armor but I don’t steal a maiden’s virtue without permission; you’re safe, belted or not. Besides, I don’t think you’d last very long under my attentions darling. ❞ ☠ Punctuating the end of his sentence with a playful wink Nigel basks in his guests flighty behavior, wetting his lips habitually as if Will were a sheep wandered to far from the heard and he the ravenous wolf before withdrawing and heading down the hall to fetch some expensive thick blankets. The silver haired man returned a few minutes later with two feather pillows and a checked grey and black woolen blanket in hand, ignoring Will’s uncertain hovering and opting to arrange the bedding on the large plush couch.  — ❝ Warm enough for you? The bathrooms down the end on the hall on the left, towels on the rail, oh and do me a favor; if you get hungry in the middle of the night don’t eat me out of house and fucking home, hm?  ❞

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Doe eyes ducked down, throat gulping and cheeks flushing with soft color at the grin being shown his way, like Nigel was a panther waiting to pounce of the stumbling fawn. He squirmed even more at the wink, the words making him wonder briefly how good Nigel must be at...that to have such confidence. No, no!!! He wouldn't think of that! Wouldn't think about how he wished he had someone to take control, let his constant fears and worries slip into their hands for a few blissful moments. 

"I um....y-yeah, thanks....really, thank you Nigel, you didn't have to let me stay, much less all this...." He offered a shy, sweet little smile, rarely seen and usually kept hidden for his dogs and the safety of home alone. "G'night..." The teacher moved onto the couch curling under beneath the warm bedding and cuddling it to him, a little cocoon or a Graham-burrito, the warmth and plush already lulling him to sleep. Unaware how dangerous this might be in any other situation, he quickly fell asleep within the wolf's den, breathing softly and snuggled up beneath the sheets 

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(OPEN) "She's my Christmas present to myself...only present for the year.."

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Headcanons!

☠: Their worst habit.

☮: How they keep calm.

♥: How they show affection.

♕: Their most prized possessions.

★: Their favorite celebrity.

☼: Favorite season.

☁: How they feel about cold weather.

☻: Person who could without a doubt make them happy.

☹: A thought that makes them sad.

♫: Favorite music genres.

✍: A langauge they can speak.

✖: A trait they despise in people.

△: Views on lgtbq issues

ツ: A guilty desire of theirs.

☃: Would they build a snowman

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"Baby it's cold outside"

— ❝ It’s pissing it down darling, stay a while longer hm? ❞☠ Dragging his amber orbs away from the torrential downpour Nigel refocused on Will, that dark mop of errant curls framing his face and glasses hindering ever elusive piercing blue eyes; something about the unconventional special agent’s company was addictive and the silver haired man found himself hesitant to let graham leave. 

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"I ah….girlfriends really aren’t my thing. Not saying that all women are horrible, just…I dunno…they always seem to want things that I can’t be, that I can’t give them. I’m not ah….rough and gruff and take charge enough for them it seems."

"Hey! I apologized, t-twice now!" He spluttered, protesting any of him "mowing people down". "And I’m really only ah…consulting. I’m actually a teacher, the FBI just "asked" me to look at some of their cases. If it was my choice I’d have stayed home and fished with my dogs."

He blinked in surprise at the words from the older male, something in his tone making him edge away, hands up placatingly. “Like I said, I’m more of a teacher, only reason I go out to the uh…establishments is because they think I’ll notice something they didn’t previously.”

"Couldn’t even tell you if I wanted to, can’t understand the language here, much less read it in some dingy club in low-lighting. And what is that supposed to mean?? I’m not a crazy cat lady you know, I am here, away from my dogs for a couple weeks, not imploding yet.” Huffing, the younger ducked his gaze, finishing up his coffee, making it a point not to make eye-contact as Nigel spoke of his work. He suspected, but knowing he had to spend the night here made him not want to peek, to see into his eyes and be able to know, to have the dangerous man know he knew.

Choking a bit on the hot liquid, he spluttered, squirming and edging even further away, cheeks flushed, and not just from the hot coffee he’d started to gulp down. “Um….m-maybe I should go out there…I uh….p-probably best not to sleep with a stranger…I-I mean, sleep in your house! Not…really, I shouldn’t pry into your life anymore than I have….” Nervously getting up, he set the finished mug down, squirming and heading for the door, nervous and now flustered too

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— ❝ That’s just women for you. You, the guy with a house full of puppies, couldn’t get much gruffer. ❞ ☠ He smirked into the strong black liquid as he took another leisurely sip before leaning forward and placing the beverage into the obscenely large coffee table. Rather than reclining back into his previous relaxed manner Nigel remained closer, forearms resting against his spread thighs as he leaned in to watch his guests little display with amusement and interest. — ❝ So you’re the FBI’s dog. Hope that pays well. ❞ ☠ There was clearly more to it than the younger man let on but since he’d be leaving in a couple of weeks there wasn’t much point concerning himself with it- business would be kept on the low and Nigel would warn his associates that Graham here would be sniffing around. The subtle air of hostility that has arisen when the dark haired kid mentioned his occupation now dissipated as Nigel let it go, expression relaxing into something less intense. — ❝ It’s still pissing it down Will and hate to fucking break it to you but you’ve already imposed on me so upping and leaving after I extend my fucking hospitality is somewhat rude, don’t you think darling? Besides, I have no issues in sleeping with a stranger. ❞ ☠ A full on wolfish grin replaced his passive expression as he watched Will all but scramble towards the door after being affected by such a tame compliment; must not be used to someones attentions, the drug lord only found that endearing and a lot more fun to toy with. Nigel joined Graham by the door, one palm pressed against the frame as he stared down at the other man.  — ❝ Stay. I’ll find you something to sleep under. ❞

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"Yeah well, we can't all by accented and imposing with freaking animal eyes" Will huffed, rolling his eyes and wondering how easy it was for this man before him to find someone to spend the night with, how easy to be that man, the one people actually wanted.

"I'm not their dog....even if they do call me a bloodhound." Shaking his head, having overhead the comment after he'd manged to "track down" yet another criminal, Will just sighed, wishing his life could be simple for once. 

"It's also rude to cuss so much, but I guess you don't follow that fucking rule huh?" He laughed, shaking his head. "Great, do I have to worry for my virtue now if I stay here? You don't exactly strike me as the knight in shining armor type. Might have to check if my maidenly chastity belt is still on."

Brown, doe eyes widened as Nigel was suddenly looming over him, fidgeting and losing the battle, always one to avoid eye-contact. Squirming around at knowing he was actually going to be stuck here, the teacher grumbled, trying to lean away from the warm, mingling breaths between them, cheeks flushing a bit. 

"I-I.....fine....something warm please, get cold easily....can't sleep very well..."

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"Baby it's cold outside"

— ❝ It’s pissing it down darling, stay a while longer hm? ❞☠ Dragging his amber orbs away from the torrential downpour Nigel refocused on Will, that dark mop of errant curls framing his face and glasses hindering ever elusive piercing blue eyes; something about the unconventional special agent’s company was addictive and the silver haired man found himself hesitant to let graham leave. 

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"Pretty much a posse, I’ve got 7, another one on the way if you count the adoption I was planning to do for Christmas. It’s my one gift all year, apart from obligatory socks or a dinner gift-card from my boss." 

His fingers twitched as the older male light up his cigarette, the cherry tip winking at him, Will trying not to breathe in the toxic fumes, fidgeting slightly once more as Nigel kept…looking at him. Socializing seemed to need more eye-contact than he remembered.

"What? Your not going to let me use the bathroom before I got to sleep? Guess I have already taken ‘too many liberties’ huh? And I’m in Bucharest for an exchange assignment. A show of good faith between the FBI and the police force here. ‘M sposed to just teach a few classes, look at a few cases. Apparently drugs and guns make for a lot of the wrong type of fun around here.” He snorted, shaking his head, curls bouncing as he sheepishly ducked his gaze. “I’m not that scrawny….right?” He huffed, flushing a bit red as he fessed up. “Apparently I look uh….appealing? Was investigating a club and um….some of the men thought I was there to…provide the entertainment” He giggled, shaking his head. “Joke would have been on them, wouldn’t know what the hell to do, much less have experience with….anything…before.”

Soft brown eyes widened as his personal space was suddenly gone, Nigel nearly brushing noses with him, something in those dark eyes drawing him in, sending a tingle down his spine. Glancing down, he took the mug, awkwardly picking a spot on the other end of the couch, holding the hot beverage to him to warm up, never really one for cold weather. “What do you do here? Must be a nice job if you have a place like this…”

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☠ For a fraction of a second Nigel stared in disbelief thinking he’d misheard the dark haired boy say something about an entire pack of dogs, that and crappy Christmas presents that almost had him choking back a laugh as he imagined this already antisocial kid before him attempting to look grateful for socks.  — ❝ Eight damn canines…you have far too much time on your hands, invest in a girlfriend rather than yet another dog or some point soon someones going to stage an intervention or start a tv show, ‘the batshit dog hoarder’. ❞ ☠ It was subtle but the dangerous man noticed Will’s discomfort rear it’s head upon being subjected to endure secondhand smoke, not that Nigel particularly cared; his house, his rules but still it was noted. — ❝ Bathroom privileges are for paying customers and tenants only. FBI…? You’re a little boy in blue, you, the guy who has seemingly no social skills and bulldozes down members of the general public on the sidewalk? There’s a surprise. ❞                                                     [ If you know what’s good for you gorgeous you won’t snoop around tonight. ] ☠ In fact it was a surprise, a pretty fucking huge one but besides pursing his lips Nigel suppressed his reaction. A cop in the house was all he needed, that place was packed with illicit substances and various little toys. If Graham found any of them or even suspected, he’d have no choice but to dispose of him quickly. The drug lord came to the conclusion that perhaps distraction would be a wise alternative. — ❝ Yeah well Bucharest if known for it’s night life kid, making it a hot spot for crime, easy money and all that. If anyone has any sense they’d know not to interfere with other peoples business, could get them into a very tight spot- or so I’ve heard. ❞ ☠ The conversation took a more pleasant turn as Will’s cheeks coloured a delicate Cerise, embarrassment evident as he spoke of more personal, intimate things; all without one stiff drink. Nigel couldn’t help but grin wolfishly as he listened with interest, tongue darting out to wet his lips habitually as his guest unknowingly began a dangerous dance. — ❝ Not that scrawny but this city would eat you alive. Hm, and which club would that be? I’ll make a note to avoid it. ❞ [ Careful or I’ll be having your name added to my ledger all too soon Will. ] — ❝ I suppose that’s your delicate attempt at announcing your virginity? Should have guess, with all the dogs. ❞ ☠ Well he’d have to be calling Darko shortly, check in and make sure Graham wasn’t skirting the edges of something that could potentially end in blood or either one of them. With having Will in such so close proximity for the short moment Nigel could pick up on old spice cologne along with the faint scent of sweat and rain- oddly appealing, especially when stormy eyes had all but dilated, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to recognize when someone was affected and Nigel reveled in that small victory with an unadulterated smirk at Graham who’d now chosen to sit at a safe distance.                                                  [ Oh but you’ve already guessed, love. ] — ❝ I’m a procurer of rare items and yes, you could say that but the fact is I’m just very good at what I do, in fact I found something very unusual today, some might say appealing. ❞ ☠ The flirtation obvious, just to watch his guest squirm but still a true statement nonetheless. Will Graham was indeed shaping up to be a brilliant find. 

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"I ah....girlfriends really aren't my thing. Not saying that all women are horrible, just...I dunno...they always seem to want things that I can't be, that I can't give them. I'm not ah....rough and gruff and take charge enough for them it seems."

"Hey! I apologized, t-twice now!" He spluttered, protesting any of him "mowing people down". "And I'm really only ah...consulting. I'm actually a teacher, the FBI just "asked" me to look at some of their cases. If it was my choice I'd have stayed home and fished with my dogs."

He blinked in surprise at the words from the older male, something in his tone making him edge away, hands up placatingly. "Like I said, I'm more of a teacher, only reason I go out to the uh...establishments is because they think I'll notice something they didn't previously."

"Couldn't even tell you if I wanted to, can't understand the language here, much less read it in some dingy club in low-lighting. And what is that supposed to mean?? I'm not a crazy cat lady you know, I am here, away from my dogs for a couple weeks, not imploding yet." Huffing, the younger ducked his gaze, finishing up his coffee, making it a point not to make eye-contact as Nigel spoke of his work. He suspected, but knowing he had to spend the night here made him not want to peek, to see into his eyes and be able to know, to have the dangerous man know he knew.

Choking a bit on the hot liquid, he spluttered, squirming and edging even further away, cheeks flushed, and not just from the hot coffee he'd started to gulp down. "Um....m-maybe I should go out there...I uh....p-probably best not to sleep with a stranger...I-I mean, sleep in your house! Not...really, I shouldn't pry into your life anymore than I have...." Nervously getting up, he set the finished mug down, squirming and heading for the door, nervos and now flustered too

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"Will…I think you should stay.." 

He spoke softly and took the other’s hands in his, he knows that Will probably has better things to do with his time than hand out with him and his dog but he enjoyed his company.

"A big storm is headed our way and it’s not going to be safe to drive through it."

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"Your a good boy, huh? Get to live in this big house, lucky dog. Think my own pack would be jealous if they got to see this place, they’ve got the run outside but…inside’s only so big working of a teaching salary." 

He shrugged, ruffling those soft ears and glancing up as Mark came back into the room, his stomach rumbling at the delicious scent. “Sounds great to me, anything but fish is a nice change” Will took the plate, biting eagerly into the food and humming at the flavor, sending Mark a shy smile. “You always feed Able that good? Now I really can’t bring my dogs over, they’d start a mutiny”

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He looked over at the dog that happily ate his food, “He gets treats when he’s been good, otherwise he gets dried food,” he said before he took the first bite out of his burger. He could eat five of them but he restrained himself for now. He didn’t want to pig out with his guest right here.

"The house keeps most of his exercise needs good but he doesn’t get to socialize so I take him to the dog park to play, maybe one day he could come play with your dogs?"

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"If you want" Will shrugged, finishing up his burger and wiping his hands, letting Able lick the grease from his fingertips. "I could bring my dogs to the park or you could com visit my house. It's only fair since I'm crashing here tonight, right? Looks like the storm isn't letting up...."

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"Will…I think you should stay.." 

He spoke softly and took the other’s hands in his, he knows that Will probably has better things to do with his time than hand out with him and his dog but he enjoyed his company.

"A big storm is headed our way and it’s not going to be safe to drive through it."

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Will blinked at the blurted out words, biting his lip and ducking his eyes down, fingers twitching as they were released from the strong warmth of the other’s hands, the lonely teacher unused to contact with others. 

"Able likes the attention? Can’t say I’ll complain for giving it…." He grinned, shyly beckoning the dog over, wanting to give him a good few pets for apparently liking him, Will didn’t make very many friends, furry or not. 

"Thanks…and yes please, haven’t eaten since this morning when I took the dogs out by the stream, tend to forget meals when you’ve got to provide them for 7 others." The younger male went over to the house-phone, dialing up his farmer neighbor and quickly getting the issue of feeding his dogs settled, moving to sit on the couch next to the furry dog. "Least I know you’ll like me if I give you a good belly rub, huh? Not sure your owner would be the same…"

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Mark didn’t have the heart to tell Will that he could hear him, the walls in the house were a bit thin but sturdy. He’d bought the house because of the character and the fact that it only needed a few small updates. He was a architect over the table but between that and his real job he didn’t have the time for an over haul. 

The five story town house was big enough to allow his furry friend the exercise he needed while he was at work. With five sets of stairs he had the best workout he could get going up and down them all day. Mark hid treats through out the house for him to find as well as plenty of toys.

Able was more than happy to give Will his attention, the dog was a good judge of people and if Able was so comfortable accepting Will then Mark knew he could trust him. He fixed them burgers but made the patties with bison meat and Italian sausage for extra flavor, he also made a patty special for Able too using ground beef and the leftover Italian. ”Here,” he said handing him his plate and setting Able’s on patty in his food bowl. “Hope you like burgers,” he said with a small smile.

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"Your a good boy, huh? Get to live in this big house, lucky dog. Think my own pack would be jealous if they got to see this place, they've got the run outside but...inside's only so big working of a teaching salary." 

He shrugged, ruffling those soft ears and glancing up as Mark came back into the room, his stomach rumbling at the delicious scent. "Sounds great to me, anything but fish is a nice change" Will took the plate, biting eagerly into the food and humming at the flavor, sending Mark a shy smile. "You always feed Able that good? Now I really can't bring my dogs over, they'd start a mutiny"