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Your edits make me want to cry. They're gorgeous. I hope to be you someday. :)
aaaaah I never thought they're that special or great, thank you so much ;A; and omg you should really aim higher, I'm almost twenty and have no goals in life nor any motivation to do anything whatsoever other than gifmaking and obsessing over middle-aged men. You can do so much better :')
solamentenic reblogged your photoset and added:
I’ll be seeing these in person soon. Will try not...
Hey me too! I will also endeavor not to do anything weird, lol.
solamentenic replied to your photo:Fluff.
*nuzzles you*
*gathers close to squish*
cracky mccrack
still not over the fact that in murderhusbandsnetwork chat, Bryan Fuller had the gall to say he was too fab to marry me
liiiiiiiiiiiies
no one is too fab
that's okay Fuller
you can take your dark, cheerful sense of humor and brilliant use of post structualist surrealism and faboo gay hot sexy ass and go
not marry me
BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT YOU ANYWAY
NO
I AM NOT FUCKING CRYING
Will is sick of sticky fumblings in the dark after nights in bars with men who only want to fuck him. He decides he wants to feel what the feel. He decides to find someone to play this out with, even if it means paying someone. But the boys on the corner are too sad or scared and he can feel every awful thing wrought upon them by the men who buy them and use them. So he turns to a high end escort service and he chooses Hannibal because his eyes say nothing. Will is intrigued.
(incomplete - if anybody wants to add more to this, feel free.)
When Will meets Lecter, he has to stop himself from showing on his face how excited he is about being his next client.
Lecter is completely unemotional, all professional, and Will finds it freeing not to feel any empathy for somebody for once. He doesn’t even speak to the man before returning to Chilton’s office.
"You like the foreign one, don’t you?" Chilton asks somewhat judgmentally, as if Will is totally predictable.
"You are the one who picked him for me, Frederick. What do I need to know about him?”
Chilton smiles and shakes his head. “He’s my best. He has a scar on his left hipbone, but he wears it proudly so if you make a fuss about it—he won’t listen to a word you say. He doesn’t do threesomes and he’ll only stay overnight if you pay an exorbitant amount of money. He’ll want to have a meeting with you to discuss everything else before you ever do anything, understand?”
"I understand. When can I meet him?"
"Right now if you’d like. I can call him in here."
"Please."
When Lecter enters the room, Will knows he's unlike any other sub (at any price) even though this is his first experience at this sort of thing. The man is poised and confident, but there is a quiet joy in his demeanor almost as if he's secretly laughing at everything happening around him. He immediately goes to shake Will's hand and takes a seat without permission.
"How are you doing today, Mr. Graham?" he starts without prompting.
"Fine, you?"
"I'm excellent. I believe this could be the start of a great friendship." He smiles, and it's genuine, but in the same way a child is genuine when they accept a gift they asked for.
"I believe so, too."
Lecter turns to Chilton. "Frederick, would you be so kind as to lend us your office so we may discuss our business transaction?"
"Of course, Hannibal," Chilton responds with an edge of sarcasm, but he gets up and leaves immediately.
"You're new at this," Lecter says once they're alone.
"I am. That doesn't mean I need you to coddle me."
"I wouldn't dare, Mr. Graham. What are your terms for this arrangement?"
"My house, twice a week. Be there before I get home from work and stay until I want you to leave. I won't ask you to stay the night. And just...do as I ask."
"Yes, sir. I am, of course, here to serve you. And I can't wait to get started."
Their meeting is brief and to the point, and once everything is settled they shake hands on it and Lecter--Hannibal, he told Will to call him--leaves, Chilton comes back in and sets up all the paperwork.
Will smiles wide on his way home and dreams about dark eyes and plaid suits that night.
warpedchyld reblogged your post and added:
The answer is ALWAYS Nigel. Or Bacon. Gif Nigel covered in bacon.
solamentenic replied to your post “Should I watch Constantine (the movie) or gif Nigel, which one is more...”
Eat cookies while giffing Nigel
parkourcannibal replied to your post “Should I watch Constantine (the movie) or gif Nigel, which one is more...”
Eat chocolate cookies while watching Constantine, then gif Nigel?
I like the way you guys think. I had too many cookies today (yes this is a thing, when I'm frustrated and/or stressed I DON'T eat) so I'm gonna gif Nigel while listening to jazz and then watch Constantine (and maybe sneak a cookie or two, mmkay)
solamentenic replied to your photoset “I can’t believe no one else comes up here!”
A little jealous of that view I must say.
Dude, it was soooo nice out ah! :D
solamentenic answered your question:ahhhhhhhhh ahhh. Is it hometime yet?
Just got home so the answer is yes!
Sincerely, that is just the most helpful response I might have imagined :p
