What Perfumes/colognes Would The Characters In Hannibal Wear?

Haven't been active because I got a PUPPY

Unable are the Loved to Die | Peter Parker Fic

(June 2011)

“Is killing people wrong?” Peter asked.

Mary put the pencil she was holding down and looked at her creation. Peter was sitting in Richard’s chair with his head resting in his arms on the table. He looked so innocent then, with his cherub cheeks, wide eyes, and freckles, but the question that fell from his mouth was so complex.

How could a robot understand morality?

“Yes,” Mary said.

“Then, why do I do it?”

“Because, it's what you were made to do.”

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When Tony Stark recovers a shut down cyborg on a routine Hydra raid, he makes it his own personal mission to get the bot working again.

This story idea has been floating around my head for a long time! I only have a couple chapters written, but it's been an interesting one to play around with. Peter Parker or 'SPY-DER' is a decommissioned Hydra killing machine created by none other than Richard and Mary Parker. In Tony's excitement to apply the Ultron program to his Iron Legion, he accidentally wakes up not one, but two murder bots.

i go to bars and coffee shops and breweries and libraries and thrift stores all the time by myself and i have a chill banger time i love my own company. so why is the grocery store a warzone. im fighting for my life. barely make it out alive. if someone even looks at me i want to blow them up with my mind

writing fanfiction until my tension headache spirals into a migraine

need a destiel fic where castiel's obsession with dean borders on creepily obsessive but dean is a little freak so he likes it

does anyone else constantly think about the way Hannibal said "we will make it together" in 2x10 when he thought they were cooking freddie together... and weep at how excited and soft Hannibal sounded in that moment? babygirl was seriously falling in love 😭 imagine Hannibal being so excited to cook that meal with Will because it would be his very first time sharing the cannibalistic side of himself with someone he believed accepted him and wanted to share that aspect of his life; wanted to be close in a way he'd never been with anyone before. imagine young Hannibal eating alone after his very first kill and believing this was how it would always be; having to stay hidden and eat these particular meals alone because no one in their right mind would feel comfortable eating what he cooked and made into something beautiful if they knew.

then, Hannibal met Will. don't even get me started on Hannibal's shy smile when they were eating together after cooking because can you imagine all the emotions swirling inside his mind? of finally being seen and accepted? and Will is still here sitting at the table encouraging Hannibal's eating habits?

and then Hannibal learns it was all a ruse?

running into a corner to sob for all eternity

Watching Hannibal, Will, and Abigail's relationship progress is like watching a deer about to get hit by a car

(Abigail is the deer, Hannibal is the driver, and Will has the moral dilemma of calling for help, grabbing the steering wheel, or ignoring what just happened)