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Lecter’s gaze doesn’t move from his sleeve. “They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Tell me, Will: would you consider that an accurate assessment?”
Will thinks of how it feels to look, how it feels to come back to himself, and he shakes his head. “No,” he says after a moment. “It’s a hell of a lot more violent than that.”
Will sees things in people’s eyes, so he doesn’t look unless he has to. And then, one day, he accidentally looks a lot. When he recovers from the shock of it all, he realizes that the person he got a glimpse of is… unique, and for the first time, Will wants to see more.
Luckily for him, Hannibal is just as eager to be seen.
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Under a much different circumstance, Eddie would have loved to have Steve’s eyes looking over him like that, would love to have that determination focused on him, but Eddie is very much dying, he knows it, so he smiles at Steve’s misplaced confidence instead, “High expectations, Stevie. Where’d you learn to swing like that anyway?”
“I’ll tell you,” Steve’s voice is a bit shaky, his tone wavering, even as he puts on a brave face, “but you have to stay alive, Munson.”
If he had more strength, he’d consider testing his luck one last time, tease Steve by asking if he swings for Eddie’s team, but- he’s tired.
Dying young. What a fucking nightmare.
Or, what if the Party defeats Vecna in time, and Eddie lives?
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- Part 1 of slowly learning that life is okay
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Will and Bev have a game they like to play. They go to bars and see who can get the most phone numbers from strangers. One night, he meets a very interesting stranger. Is he safe falling hard and fast for Hannibal Lecter, or is the mysterious man making his way into Will's heart hiding something much more sinister beneath the surface?
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When Will decides to stop taking his suppressants neither he nor Hannibal can deny the attraction between them. After nearly a decade of running from his biology, Will is faced with his primitive Omega urges full force. As if navigating his hormones wasn't enough, there is a killer at large with a very specific motive that seems to only be targeting preteen boys.
This is a very odd mix of fluffy/ABO Hannigram nonsense and Dark Will/super messed up case drama.
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In his periphery, Hannibal's head tilts. "Tell me," he purrs, "how exactly does one your age come to enroll in an FBI training facility?"