I'm Beaker. This is @son-of-the-sun23's not-so-secret fanfiction account.
Currently, I'm writing for NBC's Hannibal and The Pitt. Quite a combination, lmao.
My AO3 is also @/Write-Starlight-Riots
Masterlist w/ ratings: (as of Mar 2026)
The Pitt (Rabbot)
Take it Easy by the Eagles (6.1K, NR)
Jack Abbot succeeds in goading Mike Robinavitch into having a (safe and controlled) mental breakdown after the events of S1E15.
Doctor My Eyes by Jackson Browne (5K, G)
Mike Robinavitch braves his first therapy session. Jack Abbot is his emotional support animal.
Stories To A Child by Johnny Rivers (6.9K, M)
Jack Abbot is attacked at work by a grieving father. Mike Robinavitch is there for his recovery, physical and emotional.
Just Between You and Me by April Wine (40K, M, eventually E) ONGOING, PARTIAL HIATUS
Jack Abbot and Mike Robinavitch struggle to navigate the world and their feelings for one another as grief keeps its hold on both of them.
Time by the Alan Parsons Project (8K, M)
Michael Robinavitch almost gets away with leaving for his sabbatical, if it weren't for Jack Abbot. (TW for Suicidal Ideation)
The Air That I Breathe by The Hollies (10K, E)
For the first time, Michael Robinavitch and Jack Abbot spend the night together. They don't know if they're going to make it work, but the only way to have it start working is to start.
More & Links under the cut!
Hannibal (Hannigram)
Baisūs Dievai; Gražūs Dievai (29K, T)
(Terrible Gods; Beautiful Gods) An alternate ending to Season 3's "Dolce", where instead of sawing Will's head open, Hannibal sedates him and keeps him in Dr. Sogliato's guest bedroom, claiming to want to heal him.
The Fall, The Flood, The Flight (26K, T)
Immediately post WOTL, Will and Hannibal try to keep themselves and each other alive despite their severe injuries.
Salvato (9K, T)
An expansion of "Digestivo," in the missing time between Hannibal's escape from Muskrat Farm to Will waking up in Wolftrap, Virginia. (Also my personal favorite :])
Cabin Fever (11K, E)
Will Graham is not jealous about Hannibal's relationship with Bedelia while in Europe. He's just frustrated. (Alt: I finally put my big boy pants on and wrote gay sex. Enjoy.)
Southbound (3.3K, NR)
Will Graham has a realization while crawling through his new daily routine escaping to South America post fall; Wakefulness, Pain, Mercy, then Sleep.
Peryton - Part One (120K, M)
To Will Graham's knowledge, it has been two months since he killed Francis Dolarhyde and convinced Hannibal Lecter to die alongside him. Will Graham somehow survived, though he doesn't know how. All he has is a scrambled brain, a broken spine, and a cruel, perching thing on his shoulder that cackles its favorite phrase: Hannibal is dead.
Peryton - Part Two (8.2K, M) On Hiatus!
To Hannibal Lecter's knowledge, it has been eight months since he murdered Francis Dolarhyde and was seduced to die alongside Will Graham. According to the FBI, Will Graham was the only one to survive, and Hannibal Lecter has been dead since that night. Strange that Hannibal Lecter sits in his bungalow in the Cuban Isle of Youth with a dead eye, a disfigured hand, and a reunited bond to show for it. A bond Hannibal recounts with gratitude: Will is finally home.
I've been talking about Jesse and Rabbot Van Horn for weeks and I finally wrote the fic I've been dreaming of! It unfortunately is mostly Jack x Jesse but if I write a second part like I plan to I will absolutely rectify that! >:]
Shoutout to my beloved mootie @actually-andrew-cody for being my enabler through the whole process!
Say hello to The Same Old Thing by NRBQ & The Whole Wheat Horns!
Summary:
Jesse just barely registers the soft give of Jack's bottom lip against himself; he rears back, bracing a hand on Jack's chest.
"What are you doing?" he hisses.
"It's alright," Jack says easily.
He shakes his head, frantic. "You're with Robby."
"So high-strung." Jack squeezes where he's grasped the back of Jesse's neck. He looks deep into his eyes, the type of stoned where everything is a little funny, trying his damnedest to sound sincere. He coos, "It's alright."
Slowly, Jack brings him back, easing their mouths together again.
Or,
Jesse Van Horn gets high with and jackhammered into the mattress by Jack Abbot while Michael Robinavitch gets to be a very loving pervert about it.
Hello!! Here's another one-shot for the Rabbot masses!! I would have waited until Rabbot Runday, but I really locked in and am excited to post. This is "The Air That I Breathe by The Hollies"!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
When Jack is about halfway finished, buttered up with good food, Robby begins, "So, you have another night off..."
The other man stops mid-bite.
"Do you... want to spend the night? You know, winding down together, maybe watching a movie, sleeping in the same bed."
"Haven't done that before."
"I know," he says. The food waits patiently underneath him, and he wishes he'd drunk a little more liquid courage, because then he'd at least be better at selling it.
Or,
For the first time, Michael Robinavitch and Jack Abbot spend the night together. They don't know if they're going to make it work, but the only way to have it start working is to start.
Hi, there!! :] I know I'm posting late, but I'm just so excited! With @natendo-art's blessing, I've used the first page of their comic "A Final Goodbye" as inspiration for this fic,
Time by the Alan Parsons Project
(or simply Time, lol).
Summary:
He mutters, "I'm not letting go until you tell me what you're going to do when you've crossed state lines."
"I told you," Robby huffs, "Beer. Hot apple cider. Maybe a chicken pot pie on the porch of some good Samaritan who takes pity on me."
"Yeah? Chicken pot pie?" Jack hums, raising his eyebrows, receiving an affirming nod from the other. "Gonna go on a stereotypical-ass spirit journey? That's what you're going to do, Michael? That's the reason you hugged me like that? Like you were savoring it?"
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And Michael Robinavitch would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for Jack Abbot.
Courtesy warning for those sensitive to suicide: this is a pretty detailed observation of suicidal ideation. It's just very close to suicide as a theme.
Hi there!! Another Rabbot fic for you all!! This time, coming with multiple chapters! Hopefully this one works out well. I'm having a lot of fun writing it. Meet "Just Between You and Me by April Wine"!
Summary:
"Hi, honey," Jack murmurs, kneeling down to her. The bouquet of yellow flowers held gently in his hand stops just before he reaches the pot at her headstone.
"Hi, Bubbe," Robby tells the plaque holding his grandmother's name. She is laid to rest at his exact eye level.
Or,
Jack Abbot and Mike Robinavitch struggle to navigate the world and their feelings for one another as grief keeps its hold on both of them.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I've come with a new Rabbot oneshot called "Doctor My Eyes by Jackson Browne". :]
Summary:
Robby bows his head. He says, "If you are going to be there with me, in the waiting room, or, hell, sitting on the couch beside me, I feel like I need to justify who you are to me."
"It's the therapist's job to mind their business until you make your business theirs," Jack says.
"I thought it was the therapist's job to get all up in my business?"
Or,
Mike Robinavitch braves his first therapy session. Jack Abbot is his emotional support animal.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
If you know me or my work, you might be surprised at this departure, but I've been devoured by the Pitt and need those old men to kiss. Here's "Take It Easy by the Eagles", a rabbot oneshot. :]
Summary:
Robby says, eyebrows drawn up his head, "Are you seriously trying to goad me into having a mental breakdown right now?"
"I'm not trying to goad you into anything you don't want to do. I'm just saying that a good cry helps anybody. Especially after a day like today."
/
Jack says with patience, "Breathe deep. Relax your face. Drop your hands. Listen to that pain in the back of your throat. It'll get bigger, and louder, and it'll tell you what it wants you to do. Listen to it, and let her rip."
Or,
Jack Abbot succeeds in goading Mike Robinavitch into having a (safe and controlled) mental breakdown after the events of S1E15.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hello again! Forgive me for the delay. I have something new fresh out of the oven. "Southbound" is a relatively simple one-shot, where Will Graham has a new daily routine after being nearly destroyed by the fall.
The summary:
Will Graham likes to be alone.
But if he were to reason to a stranger – explain why it is he likes to be alone, they would certainly come to understand that "like" is a placeholder (and that "alone" doesn't count for pets. Pets don't hold the same qualities of humanity, like leaving their dirty dishes in the sink, or using too much soap to do the laundry, or lying about whether or not they paid rent).
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65865343
Please enjoy!!! :]
Also, for anyone interested in Peryton, it's now at chapter 22! :]
Hello! :] I've written something new and different!!!
Enjoy "Salvato," an imagining of the missing scenes of "Digestivo."
A couple months ago the fandom went abuzz with ideas on how Hannibal might have handled Will in the scenes missing from the episode, and I was inspired, so I decided to take it into my own hands. :]
Please enjoy!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
