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Hi there! Would you mind adding Nephenee to your list, please? I'm Thaly, by the way. Thanks!

Added Nephenee, thank you! - Soren-mun

reckxning said: ;; the tags on these are what kills me every time XD #Deeproller #BETRAYED # BY HIS OWN GAY HAWK. Also we should rp again k thx bye

Haha the tags are golden. And I’ll rp with you any time, any place, as long as there are chicken nuggets for the guests.

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reckxning replied to your post : Oh and just FYI, my URL used to be deeproller

;; welcome back friend!!!!!!

AW THANKS FRIEND. I laugh because if I go into my deeproller tag, there is me yelling at you via ask about chicken nuggets.

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[Send a ❥ and my muse will kiss yours-muse decides the kiss]

With only a slight hesitation Hannibal, already looming over the half-alseep man on his office couch, leans down. Gently, trying not to wake him, he presses his lips to Will’s temple then moves back to watch the light from the window play off the exhausted man.

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Conversations with Scar

Me: *flails and twerks falling to death by sharkopuses*

Scar: Oh dear.

#caringwasmyfall #reckxning

A Rechoning Promised || Reckxning

He and Bedelia had parted ways after Belgium. As much as he admired and, in some ways, adored her and her quietly sharp personality, Hannibal felt the need to go his own way. They parted on pleasant terms, a kiss goodbye over wine and nearly perfect food, then Hannibal was on his way to a property his family still owned just outside of Florence.

His thoughts often turned to Will and their less-than-pleasant parting. The blood, the tears, Abigail and Jack and Alana. He didn't allow his thoughts to linger too long on them, but Hannibal found that Will's visage often appeared as a centerpiece in his imaginations and his sketches. Will's bowed mouth and strong jaw replacing that of Hercules in his battle with the Nemean Lion, his curls shadowing bright eyes where Tory should have been glaring back at him on the paper. Testaments to a fact that he would never admit out loud to anyone, that he would never give up on Will.

He reflected that perhaps he had pushed too hard, broken him too finely, hadn't filled the seams smoothly enough to prevent Jack's influence from taking Will from him. Right now, it didn't matter. When the heat died down, when Will was ready, he would come back someday.

Today started like most before it. Hannibal would wake with a view of Florence on the horizon, breakfast and coffee would be prepared, reading would be done next to a sunny window, lunch would be eaten, and sketching would be transferred to paper before dinner. Today, unlike the ones before it, ended with a knock on the door to the villa. A hollow, empty knock that echoed far and actually startled Hannibal.

#reckxning #a reckoning promised #closed rp #holy shit I didn't mean for it to be this long

"How did you escape?"

"..." he said nothing. "Intelligently, easily," he told him after a moment, looking around Will's house. The area hadn't changed much, and neither had the dogs. He was petting one of them while looking over Will's expression, the corner of his mouth turned up in a sick smile.

"How did you find out?"

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