#devil will

[dustykart]

Devil Will & Jesus Mike

[byk23]

I have a need for DevilWill from this post. I humbly offer this photo manip as sacrifice to the fic gods.  

Won’t you sell your soul if the devil looks like this?

[gruntsandpoetry]

can we please please please have a little more of the devil will fic? thank you!!!!

Alright nonny, here’s another 100 words for you.

[part one]

Hannibal’s icy hand is warmed to the bone inside the man’s strong grip. “Who are you?” he asks, snow crunching beneath his boots as they near the shed where Mischa lies.

“I have many names,” he says, “but you can call me Will.”

“Are you God?”

Will smiles. His blue eyes glow, a flash of orange and red. “Not exactly. But I did hear your prayers.”

Hannibal’s eyes fix on the shed’s half-open door. “Can you save her?”

“I’m afraid it’s too late for her,” Will says. “But not for you. Tell me, little one, what does your heart desire?”

[gruntsandpoetry]

I'm on this devil!Will thing like snails on that moth dude in the show. This will be my side project/ pleasure writing project besides my dissertation. I'll keep you updated. (I'm electric_android on ao3)

Yessss nonny omg I’m so excited! Please do keep me updated. <3

[gruntsandpoetry]

he is smoke | a devil!Will drabble of exactly 100 words because why not.

Hannibal Lecter is ten years old. His hands have gone blue from the cold. His sister’s corpse has been in the shed for days, too frozen to begin to rot.

“Please,” his little voice turns to ice on the air. “Please.”

A looming shadow rises from the ground, smoke billowing from its feet in enormous plumes. As the smoke clears, the shadow takes on the shape of a man. He is sharply dressed and handsome. Curls fall down into his piercing blue eyes.

“Come,” he says, the snow at his feet melting.

He takes Hannibal’s tiny hand in his own.

[gruntsandpoetry]

I love your Devil!Will prompt! Will, who is apart from but fascinated by Humanity. They're curious, creative and have an interminable will to survive. So self assured in their superiority and often blind to the beauty of their own mortal, destructive lives. I just love the idea of Devil!Will who is not about the fire and brimstone, but more ambiguously fae and other worldly, playing games with humans, meeting Hannibal who sees and appreciates the games as much as him.

Yesss nonny omg. A devil!Will who is righteous and just above all else. Who is fair (he did give Hannibal 40 years to enjoy the fruits of his sacrifice after all) despite the fact that he is condemning souls to hell for all eternity. But Will’s hell isn’t all about torture and pain... it embodies the spirit of Contrapasso in every way. The innocent are never tormented because of their sacrifice... it is only those who have been truly evil in life that will suffer in his kingdom.

But then there’s Hannibal, who very much deserves torment and suffering, who deserves an eternity of pain, but he’s so very different from any other human that Will has ever met that he can’t bear the thought of parting from him. For all his power, Will was alone before Hannibal, and it’s not often that the literal devil meets his match.

And their games... the games they come up with together are the most fun he’s ever had.