Hannibal 2.13 Mizumono | 3.13 The Wrath Of The Lamb

Reblog and put in the tags what your anti love language is. What’s the one love language you suck at or don’t get

on anti culture & how narrative influences reality

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A common point of discourse from anti-shippers is the fact that narrative influences reality, and therefore - they claim - depictions of harmful acts will have a normalizing effect on how real people perceive those acts outside of fiction. The problem with this claim is that, while there is evidence for the idea that narrative can indeed influence reality, it’s a gross distortion of fact to say that it does so in the specific way they mean.

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Hannibal 3x10 - “And the Woman Clothed in Sun”

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Teddy Lupin/Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Teddy Lupin, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Additional Tags: Voyeurism, Anal Sex, POV First Person, Age Difference, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Established Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Husbands Series: Part 2 of Kinkuary 2022 Summary:

They’ve left the bedroom door open again. I said I’d be out all evening, so they wouldn’t have been worried about me walking in on them. The pub was dull as shit though and I bailed out early to come home and spend time with Harry and Draco. Looks like they’ve already found something to entertain themselves though.

Teddy comes home from the pub early and finds a little more than he bargained for.

"His blood was draining away quickly. There was no time. The witcher cursed and bit her hard on the neck, just below the ear. He dug his teeth in and clenched them until her inhuman howling became a thin, despairing scream and then a choking sob—the cry of a hurt fourteen-year-old girl."

The air is thick with the prelude to a summer storm when Draco finds Harry lazily draped over the back porch swing. A piece of dandelion fluff clings to his mane of sweat-soaked curls as Harry rocks the swing with his bare foot on the paint-stripped deck. Draco picks the fluff from Harry’s hair before climbing over Harry and melting over his chest.

“Hey,” Draco sighs. He feels an uncontrollable grin emerge as Harry pops a blackberry into his mouth.

“Hey, yourself,” Harry smiles back and offers a berry to Draco’s lips. The taste of midsummer sweetness stains Draco’s tongue. “Missed you today.”

“What ever did you do to survive without me for eight hours?”

“Honey, you’re looking at it.” He traces a berry-stained fingertip behind Draco’s ear. “Wish you could’ve joined me.”

“Tomorrow?” Draco shivers as a gust of wind teases the sweat on his neck. 

“Sounds perfect.”

For @drarrymicrofic‘s prompt, Waste it on me. 

We often see Slytherin Harry being friends with Draco. They could also still be enemies, Draco was prince of Slytherin, but Harry’s taking over his seat, he’s all polite n decent in front of everyone, bt when he caught Draco alone he whispered: “I’m taking over this house, and—

Hannibal

“It’s getting late…”  “Does it matter?”

Jack “100% done with these gay cannibals” Crawford