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He gently poked Alastor’s shoulder with a finger, jumping back when he heard a barely audible snarl coming from the demon. He still didn’t open his eyes. Angel looked him over more carefully, wondering what could have happened in the last few hours between Alastor showing up after the battle and him lying unconscious on the ground. His immaculate suit seemed darker around his chest, soaked. Angel touched the material, conscious of the demon’s sharp teeth so close to his hand. His gloved fingers came back wet with blood.
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27 Nov 2025
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Will has spent the past fifteen years resisting the siren song of Hannibal Lecter and almost destroying himself in the process. Now Hannibal Lecter’s on trial for murder. He’s hired Will to represent him. Will doesn’t think he can fight the pull anymore. And he’s not sure he wants to try.
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26 Nov 2025
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“I really must introduce you to a finer aftershave”
“I keep getting it for Christmas”
Will’s wary of attending his annual family Christmas gathering when his mental health is so precarious. He decides to invite Hannibal along to help keep him relatively stable. Hannibal’s delighted by the idea, but gets more than he bargained for.
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25 Nov 2025
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Hazy from anesthetics for an ankle surgery, Will exposes a lot more of his conflicted feelings for Hannibal than he wanted to.
“I ddon't likke youu.”
Hannibal froze as the words hit the back of his head, and the dirty scalpel fell from his hands into the sink, disappearing beneath pink foam.
Soiled water and soap splattered on his hands and arms, as he turned towards the double bed on the other side of the room.
“Yeaaah, youu.” A weak, woozy finger pointed straight at him. “Youu!” Hazy blue eyes with widened, black pupils stared cloudily but fiercely at him as a deep frown folded the forehead beneath bouncy curls.
“I ddon't likke youu.”
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