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[cora-writes-things]

Sapphic September 2020 – Day 13: Sweaters

Fandom: Hannibal (TV)

Pairing: Kabloom (Beverly/Alana)

Thoughts: This moodboard was meant to include a full fic with it, but I'm no longer inspired to write it. However, I figured that it's never too late to share the moodboard that I created for the fic idea. And who knows, maybe someday someone will be inspired to write the fic so I don't have to!

Basically, the fic idea goes like this:

Some coworkers at the FBI Academy go out for drinks after work on a chilly Friday evening, and eventually they all trickle out of the bar except for Alana and Beverly, who continue drinking and talking together. When they finally decide it's time to go home because it's getting late and they've been there much longer than they'd planned, Alana embarrassedly realizes that she's had too much drink and can't drive herself home. Beverly offers for Alana to stay the night at her place instead of trying to find a way home. Alana protests at first but eventually caves since it's a weekend and they don't have to go to work the next day (and she secretly likes Bev a lot, though whether or not Alana already knows this herself or if it's a surprise to her too is up to the writer).

Beverly gives Alana a ride on her motorcycle to her apartment, where Alana gets to meet her cats. As they get ready for bed, Beverly lends Alana one of her sweaters. All the proximity of the night, the intimacy of the sweater (it smells faintly like Bev and laundry detergent), and the alcohol consumption results in Alana asking Beverly if she can kiss her. Beverly gently tells her no, not until the morning when she's sobered up and can decide for real if she wants this. Alana sleepily protests but Beverly tucks her into bed and Alana immediately falls asleep.

When Alana wakes up in the morning, she's initially confused that she is in a bed that isn't hers, but then it all comes back to her, including the "rejection," and she's extremely mortified. She tries to sneak out, but Beverly is making breakfast in the kitchen for both of them, so Alana begrudgingly (but also gratefully and relievedly) stays. When (or after) eating (it's up to the writer when this happens), Beverly asks Alana if she still wants to kiss her. Alana flushes and says she's not really the kind of person who dates (this was meant to be a callback to her conversation in canon with Will in s01e08 — but where this fic falls in relation to canon is up to the writer. It can be entirely an AU, I just like to make callbacks to canon with dialogue!) Beverly says that that's not what she asked. Alana eventually admits that yes, it was a truthful confession, but that she hadn't meant to say it out loud and doesn't want to make their relationship awkward. Beverly asks her if she remembers what she'd said last night: that they could kiss once she's sober if she still wants it. Beverly gets up, comes over to Alana, leans in close, and asks her if she still wants the kiss. Alana answers by kissing her. Where the fic goes after this is up to the writer!

But tbh, all that being said, you can create anything inspired by this idea and/or the moodboard if you want to; it doesn’t have to follow what I was thinking. Also, anyone is free to create for this idea if they want to, regardless if someone else has already done so or not. (It's free real estate, babeyyy.) All I ask is 1) don’t repost my moodboard anywhere, and 2) please include a link to my moodboard with your creation!

Also available on AO3.

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[cora-writes-things]

Sapphic September 2020 – Day 29: Coffee

Fandom: Hannibal (TV)

Pairing: Kabloom (Beverly/Alana)

Thoughts: This moodboard was meant to include a full fic with it, but I'm no longer inspired to write it. However, I figured that it's never too late to share the moodboard that I created for the fic idea. And who knows, maybe someday someone will be inspired to write the fic so I don't have to!

This fic idea is mostly composed of a single scene in my head right now, but basically, it's a canon divergent season 1 AU. Beverly brings coffee to Will's lecture hall, not knowing that he has been hospitalized for encephalitis, and encounters Alana preparing to cover his class for him, instead. Alana is the only one who's been informed of Will's state, so she has to be the one to break the news to Beverly. They end up having a conversation about Will, which turns sour when Beverly picks up on Alana's "professional curiosity" and her (unintentionally) patronizing attitude towards him in general, which rubs Beverly the wrong way. Their tense conversation is broken up by students coming in for class. Beverly ends their conversation in a less warm way than she started it and leaves, which leaves Alana confused, upset, and disgruntled and throws her off her game at the start of her lecture.

(I have some snippets of the first scene written, which you can find below the cut ↓ and on AO3!)

Alana ends up thinking about her interaction with Beverly all day. While she's always known that her attitude towards Will isn't exactly the healthiest, until she is faced with Beverly's bluntness and distaste towards how she views/treats him, she never fully understood or realized what aspects of it are an issue. After a lot of thought, Alana visits Beverly in the lab some days later near the end of the workday and apologizes for the way that their previous conversation went and asks if Beverly wants to go for drinks after work sometime. It's the first step towards Alana changing how she views Will, and also the first step to Beverly and Alana's relationship warming back up. Where the fic goes from here and just how canon divergent it ends up becoming is up to the writer.

But tbh, you can create anything inspired by this idea and/or the moodboard; it doesn’t have to follow what I was thinking. Also, anyone is free to create for this idea if they want to, regardless if someone else has already done so or not. (It's free real estate, babeyyy.) All I ask is 1) don’t repost my moodboard anywhere, and 2) please include a link to my moodboard with your creation!

Also available on AO3.

All posts: {Day 1} {Days 2 & 12} {Day 3} {Days 4 & 8} {Day 5} {Day 10} {Day 13} {Days 16 & 17} {Day 18} {Day 20} {Days 21, 22, 23, & 24} {Day 26} {Day 28} {Day 29}

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As promised, here are the existing fic snippets that I have! Feel free to use them verbatim, use them in part, take inspiration from them, or write something new entirely — it's free real estate~ ^-^

Snippet 1:

Alana Bloom was sitting at Will’s desk in his lecture hall, frowning and trying to put together a semi-cohesive lecture for his students with very little notice, when she was interrupted.

“Dr. Bloom?”

Startled, Alana jerked her head up in the direction of the voice. Class wasn’t supposed to begin for another fifteen minutes, and she was woefully underprepared to answer any course-related questions any inquisitive student might have. But thankfully, her unexpected visitor was not a student. It was Beverly Katz from the forensics unit, clad in her usual maroon leather jacket, dark clothes, and black boots, with a cup of coffee in each hand.

Alana brushed her hair away from her face and tried on a smile, hoping she didn’t seem too frazzled. “Agent Katz. What can I do for you?”

Beverly stopped a few feet away and gestured with one of the paper cups of coffee. “I was bringing coffee to Will. Is he...?”

Alana bit her lip. Damn. If Beverly was asking, that meant that the news on Will’s state hadn’t reached the forensics team yet, which was odd. Given that Alana had received two calls that morning, one from Hannibal and one from Jack, she had made the assumption that everyone else would be informed as speedily. Clearly she had been wrong.

“Will is in the hospital,” Alana said carefully.

“Oh my god.” Beverly’s expression went from mild confusion to strong concern and shock. “What happened?”

Snippet 2:

Jack’s call was to ask if Alana could cover Will’s classes for the foreseeable future and fill her in on the very basics; Hannibal’s was to cancel their dinner that evening, as he didn’t want to leave the hospital until Will’s condition had stabilized.

Snippet 3:

There was something so effortlessly confident about her that Alana had always envied, even

Snippet 4:

“How well do you know Will?”

“As well as anybody does, I suppose. What about you?”

“I’m not quite sure.”

These fic snippets are also available on AO3!

[cora-writes-things]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fandom: Hannibal (TV)

Pairing: Kabloom/Bevlana (Beverly/Alana)

femslash100100 prompt: 017. cars

Summary: Alana has car trouble. Luckily, Beverly is here to help. Double drabble.

Also available on Wattpad and Fanfiction.net.

[shipsorangesandpoverty]

How to ship - Rule #1

Random people: "Do these characters even talk to each other?" Me: "Does it really matter?"

[littlemourningstarr]

Headcanons

Do the thing. That thing were you give me headcanons, and sometimes I expand on them. I'd ask for prompts in general, but I would probably only get to one or two and then feel bad (considering I have SO MANY still saved from March).

[littlemourningstarr]

Because I'm a huge perv and now I'm really interested in this pairing, what was Alana's and Bev's first time like? (If you don't mind me asking)

Ah no you can absolutely ask look who you are talking to! And man, it could come about so many ways. Let’s do a sweet one.

So Alana is worked up because of Will and Hannibal’s relationship- because she has had feelings for them both and still harbors the last threads of them, but she is their friend and she genuinely wants them to be happy. So she’s frustrated with herself, and Beverly has brought her back to her apartment for a few drinks, but they barely touched their beer as Alana is just emptying all her emotions out, because Beverly has slowly become a friend. And Beverly lets her get it all out and then pulls her into a hug, stroking her hair and not saying anything.

And Alana can’t help but think as she nestles into Beverly that she smells really good- refreshing, warm cotton and fresh sunflowers (that is my head canon Beverly scent that I cannot shake)- and Alana pressed her face into her hair and neck, inhales, and then laughs at herself because this is ridiculous. When she looks up to apologize, Beverly is just smiling at her- a genuine smile, the kind that goes straight up to her eyes, and Beverly’s smile could stop the world spinning, Alana realizes this. Without thinking she sinks her hands into Beverly’s hair and kisses her, full of the fire she had been harboring.

Beverly pulls her closer, because she’s not so secretly wanted this- but didn’t dare pursue Alana, because she knew about her unresolved feelings- and didn’t think she was into women. And the kiss turns heated, and Alana is losing herself, forgetting everything except that Beverly’s hands roaming over her make her feel alive and wanted, and when Beverly is touching her breasts she’s moaning in a way that shocks herself.

They never actually leave the couch. There might be a fleeting thought to get to Beverly’s bed, but it doesn’t happen. Beverly gets Alana down to all flesh right there, and she worships her, kisses every inch of her she can get to, loves the little sighs and breaths Alana gives her when her kisses are just right. She kisses straight down between her breasts, of her navels, and when her mouth is working its magic between Alana’s thighs she’s arching and crying, has gone mad and can’t stop shaking. Beverly brings her off once like that, then lays against her, kissing her down from the high only to press her hand between them and get Alana off all over again.

Alana breathy and flushed down to her breasts after her second orgasm, and she clings to Beverly, pushes at clothing and murmurs that she’s pretty, which makes Beverly laugh, because she thinks Alana is the most beautiful thing on this planet. She starts removing her own clothing finally only because Alana asks- Alana wants to see her, and when she’s half naked Alana is pushing kisses along her collar bone and breasts tentatively, unsure what she should be doing. She’s never been with a woman, and admits it, and Beverly reassures her she doesn’t have to do anything.

But Alana wants to.

They manage to get Beverly’s pants and panties down her thighs, and then Beverly takes her hand, guiding it between her thighs, telling her how to move her fingers, exactly where and how she likes to be touched. Her moans of approval make Alana feel hot all over again, and she kissed Beverly’s mouth right as Beverly cums, rocking Beverly right down to her core.

Eventually, they do get Beverly fully naked, and the two end up stretched out along the couch, Beverly spooning Alana, breathing in her hair and the scent of the flowers in Alana’s perfume, and Alana clutches the hand Beverly has on her belly and squeezes it, unsure what she’s feeling in that moment, and deciding that for once, she doesn’t have to put a name to her emotions, doesn’t have to analyze them. For one night, she lets go of herself because Beverly makes her feel safe enough for that.

Uhm I swear I didn’t mean to basically write a fic. I just…have feelings about these two.

[littlemourningstarr]

I really love the idea of Beverly and Alana being in the shower or bath and washing each other's hair and complimenting on how the others hair is so luscious and eventually it ends with them braiding each other's hair. Okay, so basically a slumber party. With ugly pjs. And Bev painting Alana's toe nails.

It’s so domestic and precious!!! They’re at Alana’s house (they can’t leave Applesauce alone!), and so they’re using Alana’s shampoo which Beverly loves, and she can’t get enough of playing with Alana’s hair, to the point of Alana pointing out it’s clean enough. And then Beverly begs her after to braid it, and they sit around in the living room in their pajamas while she does so, after Alana makes them tea and pop corn and they put on some chick flick movie to laugh at. Alana has to constantly tell Beverly to stop tossing pop corn to Applesauce.

Then she paints Alana’s toe nails- however Beverly picks the color, so instead of red or a paisley pink, she ends up with a deep purple- and takes advantage of the fact that Alana has to keep her feet up and can’t move much, and insists on snuggling her while watching the movie. And Alana laughs at her for it and complains, but her heart is obviously not in that.

And while they’re distracted, Applesauce eats the whole bowl of popcorn.

I love these two I want to live in a happy Bevlana world forever.

[littlemourningstarr]

I want to talk about Bevlana. Does anyone want to throw Bevlana ideas at me. I'm just...I don't know. I'm feeling them. I guess this is what I get for pouring myself into that Anatomy of a Monster fic about them.