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[magical-bear-dubin]

hey anyobdy want to see a really cute cat video?

i promise you this is going to break the internet

[never-gohome]

Daddy!Hannibal fic preview

“Dad, you can’t just buy me—”

“Well I have.” His father could be downright petulant sometimes. “This is not an uncommon practice. Parents are meant to provide for their children.”

“I don’t think that applies to sex toys—” 

“They are tools to insure your maximum sexual and mental health.” Hannibal interrupts him, but settles again, purposefully relaxing his shoulders. “In fact—they are billable as medical devices through most insurance plans.” 

Will simply groans at this. His father can be so infuriating sometimes. He scrubs a hand over his face and paces back and forth across the kitchen as Hannibal continues to prep dinner as if nothing is wrong. As if nothing is different, when Will’s hormones are surging through his body and making him feel sick and weird, and horny, and—. He freezes. Holy fucking shit. Will can feel a new wetness in his underwear. 

Hannibal speaks again, calling back to their conversation. “I only want to teach you that it is important that you take care of yourself, Will.” 

Will sighs, heart racing. He knows his father is right. That Will is being irrational and childish about this, when it’s only a preheat, and a late one even at that. It probably won’t be that bad, the first time. 

Hannibal puts down the knife and cleans his hands, wiping them off on a towel. He walks around the island and places his hands on Will’s shoulders. Will can’t help but bid him, tilting his eyes back up to meet his father's gaze. 

“Will you tell me? If you need anything?” Hannibal’s thumbs stroke either side of Will’s neck. His shoulders relax in increments. “Anything at all?”

Will nods, releasing a breath, and allows his father to pull him closer. He rests his head on Hannibal's sweater-covered shoulder.

“If there’s anything you would prefer to order in privacy, you already have the credit card number.” Will huffs a laugh, mostly at the thought of himself knowing where to even begin to shop for something like what his dad has probably already bought for him. Or to know what would even help. He certainly doesn’t expect to know better than a medical doctor turned psychiatrist.

His father has always been… eclectic. Unashamed of his own curiosity, no matter how intimate a topic. Luckily—or maybe because of this, Will thinks of himself as being more naturally curious than most his peers. His father had been and continued to devote himself to broadening his son's horizons, showing him both the beautiful and the ugly in the world, cultivating him into trying new things.

“Thanks Dad, but I'm sure I’ll be… good.” God only knows what’s in that box. “I will let you know though, I promise.”

[faerenjun]

nothing to see here just dazed and frustrated renjun

[nicholas-wolfwood]

@redjaybird​

u mad bro?

[quirrrky]

☁️ thoughts five : I just realized that I have a lot to upload tomorrow 😖

[mischiefensued]

Extraordinary Amounts of Alcohol

That’s my point. 🍷🎶

[galbinuscarnation]

I think you should have a baby with healy's sibling and/or mother.

And lose sleep taking care of a newborn? No thanks, I value my beauty rest. 😴😎

[mistressemmedi]

He's literally having a temper tantrum over democracy on international tv