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kizhavvorsa:

Dany smirked at his response, could have fooled her with the state of him and how he stormed into her store, gun raised, bleeding all over the place. “Next time don’t wave a huge gun around and I will be inclined to move fast on your behalf.” She had a go at sewing him up and he took it like a champ. It probably hurt like hell and he barely made a sound but if what he said was true then maybe he was doing something good for the community, even if it was all vigilante stuff. "Well I guess I can support our local vigilante by doing my part." Dany smirked, getting halfway through the stitch. "Whatever crime they're up to I hope you give it to them good. We need less people like that."

"You're implying there's going to be a next time." Huffed, Milo wished not to have this happen again, all it does is waste time getting prepared and disturb the peaceful locals. "Vigilante?" Snickering, that was the first time he heard someone call him that. Suppose it's better than the UK Butcher. — The stitching left a sting each time, but it became numbing after, causing him to exhale once Dany finished. "Well, two are dead already. The last one is severely injured from 3 bullet wounds to the leg and 2 chopped fingers." Winks towards her when they made eye contact again. Sitting up carefully and slowly to reach for his backpack, he grabbed his wallet.

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany x Milo #//kizhavvorsa #;+

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alexis-venkman:

"You're very distracting," she responds with a soft grin. Noticing Will's eyes flicker to her mouth, Alexis knows what he wants; however, his playful side is enjoying teasing her. "Dar pot fi la fel de distrag, dragă," she giggled before taking her lover's digit gently into her mouth, then carefully biting down onto it just above the second knuckle, but applying enough pressure to where the woman knows he'll like it. And just as he began to whisper in her ear, Alexis closed her lips around Will's thumb, giving it a soft tug as her head fell against the side of his.

Another giggle slipped past her lips as her lover's facial stubble grazed lightly across her skin while he kissed her. "You're allowed to do whatever you want," the woman whispered against Will's head, "that doesn't mean I can help how you affect me. Especially when you give me that look." She chuckled, then gently bumped their noses.

Feeling the calloused fingers of Will slide along her hip, then come to a rest, Alexis brought his other hand to her hip as well. "Someone's feeling playful." Placing both of her hands on top of her lover's, she slowly brought his palms up higher, allowing him to feel the dips of her curves before coming to a stop at her ribs. As she did this, the woman carefully rolled her hips against Will's. Her core rubbed against him, elicting a breathy moan against his lips as she tested the waters. She wanted to tease him just as much but knew he had a better restraint than her.

Eyes glued to pearly white teeth teasing him and leaving a small bite mark around his knuckle. Graham's jaw clenched slightly as he felt the warmth from her mouth on his finger. Meanwhile, his breathing became more steady as he focused on her, pushing his thumb against the pressure of her tongue, holding his urge to grab her jaw. "A game for two," smirking softly.

Repaying the bite, deadly close to her sweet spot. Teasingly, leaving the sensitive skin by lifting his head back to her, nudging their noses before stealing a quick gentle kiss. Looking down to watch his hands move upward, along her curves and paused at her ribs. Once granted permission, nearly immediately Will's grip was harder. It was possessive and greedy. Thumbs lightly stroking as he pulled her closer into his lap. Wanting to confirm she can feel him underneath as she started to grind down on him.

He couldn't control his body's reaction to her teasing. Already half hard, eyes dilated, and quiet breath hitches. — His right hand traveled to her lower back as the other stayed put. Letting out a tiny chuckle, moving to her neck again, gifting more lightly love bites. "You know you love when I play with you." Humming.

#//WillGraham+ #//Alexis x Will #//alexisvenkman #;+ #hehehe

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kizhavvorsa:

“Who knows, surely this makes me an accessory to whatever you did to get here." Dany smirked, he was injured and still gave her shit for being slightly concerned about a bleeding man with guns in her little coffee shop. She began by washing out the wound as best she could, tucking some tissue to collect whatever spilled over. “So... Can I ask what you did to end up like this?” She looked closely at his side again before giving it another rinse and got to work. Realistically he needed to go to a hospital and get proper stitches in a truly sterile environment but she would do her best to keep his wound clean and not trap any bacteria inside it.

"My job isn't to endanger the innocent. I know my ways at things, even if I get hit in the head with a grand piano." The assassin uses cold and rather harsh phrases to joke around and attempt to lighten the mood. Yet he lacks humor. Milo would dismiss anyone trying to drag him into a hospital or emergency clinic while there was an immense mark on his back, forcing him to stay in hiding. — Orbs gave a sideways glance of suspension directly to Dany, debating whether or not to share that information with her. Meanwhile, she has been helping him even when frightened by his appearance and deadly weapon.

Exhaling a heavy puff, while handing her more tissue before she rinses his wound for the second time. "I had three crimes lords to neutralize," begins. "Everything was going as planned until during one of the missions I was departing with the intel, an individual told them I was leaving the building, and they decided to ambush me." Pausing as his eyes continued to hawk her every move, although it was just being observant and reading her body language. Finishing off, "Gladly, I made my exit without getting any more damage than this."

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany x Milo #//kizhavvorsa #;+

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Hey, sorry for the wait, got sick and need to take a rest. Soon will be answering and writing new threads.

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alexis-venkman:

Alexis smiled and ran her fingers through Will's curls as he kissed along her chin. A soft, hungry sigh slipping past her lips. "What am I thinking about?" she echoed back with a slight chuckle. "How can I think of anything with you kissing me like that?"

She rested her forehead against her lover's as they breathed one another in, the air around them growing thicker from the heated their bodies radiated. The woman took his hands into her own, lacing their fingers together. The same strong hands that could cause so much pain and death, yet Alex never feared them. She had no reason to, for whenever they touched her, they were gentle and loving. A touch she had grown addicted to.

Her soft lips gingerly kissed Will's fingertips with a soft grin as his lips left a trail along her skin. "Mmm. That sounds like a good idea," the woman nodded slowly, lulling her head to the side with a faint moan. "However, if you keep kissing me like you are, I don't think I'll be able to function properly for the rest of the day," she giggled, bringing her head back up to kiss along her lover's strong jawline.

Breathy ha-ha left Will's lips at her response, pulling back just in time as she pressed their foreheads together. Digits fiddled with her top's cloth innocently, until they became occupied with a softer pair of palms. "Distracting isn't it, hm?" Shoulders relaxing more from his morning stiffness, Graham lightly squeezed her hands, making direct eye contact before looking at her lips, fighting the urge to run his thumb along Alexis' bottom lip as she kissed it.

"What I can't show my girlfriend some love on a nice sunny morning after I cooked her breakfast?" Questioned in her ear. "Is that a crime?" Smirking, continuing his small pecks on her neck up to her cheeks. Maintaining his want and excitement, while teasing her. Will noticed his sympathetic and warmhearted touches towards her when it came down to caring for her.

"I think you can keep up. All I've done was place some kisses. Can't go spiral from that, right?" Looking up at her with blameless wide-puppy eyes, resting his free hand on her waist again.

#//willgraham+ #//Alexis x Will #//alexisvenkman #;+

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kizhavvorsa:

Rolling her eyes she answered him back. “I will whine all I want with the state of you in my shop. But I appreciate that you will clean this up after this.” Which was lucky since she definitely wasn’t going to get any sleep trying to clean it up as spotless as she did any other day. Dany let out a low whistle seeing the side of his body. “Whoever got you got you good.” She walked around the table and had a loong before putting on a pair of gloves, for her own protection mostly and his too. “Lucky for you I can patch this up, just hold your shirt out the way... And no more guns unless whoever did this followed you here. I would like to die peacefully in my sleep.”

Letting his arm fall to his lap. "Oh, really? I didn't feel it limping here." Grumbling under his breath as he lifts the shirt more, as a cold breeze brushed against the wound, causing him to shiver even so lightly and shut his lips. — Knowing no one could track him down nor follow his footsteps, Milo watched between Dany snap the gloves on and the people walking by the window. "You're not going to die, gal. Being a bit dramatic now." Huffing out a pathetic chuckle, ignoring the burning feeling coming from his hip. Keeping his guard up since he hates being vulnerable, his muscles tensed.

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany x Milo #//kizhavvorsa #;+ #( sorry if it seems wrong #I can fix it if you don't like it.)

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alexis-venkman:

The tension fueled by hatred towards Harper Brooks still lingered in the air but was slowly becoming diluted by their sweet touches and loving glances. With a soft smile, Alexis lifted Will’s hand to her lips and gave it a gentle kiss. She was determined to make that outsider gone from their lives once and for all. At least until the body was found, which, hopefully, would be a long time from now.

“The food was great, as always. Now, stay here for a moment,” she said with a slightly mischievous giggle. Grabbing the bed tray, the woman carefully scooted down to the foot of the bed, then carefully, as to not disturb the dogs, brought it back into the kitchen, and placed it on the counter. The dishes could wait until later.

Once she returned to their shared bedroom, Alex slipped her feet out of her slippers and placed them where they belonged, then did the same with her sweater before letting her hair down. The blonde shivered as she rushed back to the warmth of their bed, chuckling lightly and straddling Will’s lap so that their bodies could be as close as possible and still be face to face. Her piercing blue eyes looking directly into his as she brought a hand up to ghost her fingertips over the slight stubble on his cheek.

It still amazed her how her lover could look at her so much love, so much adoration, yet no one else got to see this side of him. Perhaps Hannibal had, once upon a time, but now it was strictly reserved for her. Only once did Alexis get to see the darker side to the man she loved. Even then, she was sure Will would have preferred her to not have; however, if she didn’t, then how could she have possibly shown him she was trustworthy? That she meant every promise of taking care of him and loving him the way he deserved to be loved, no matter what he did? Still, she wished never to see that look again. Especially directed at her.

As the sun began to peek in through the window beside the bed more and more, the woman’s blonde locks surrounded both of their faces with a golden glow. This made her smile softly, bumping her nose gently against his. “Hi…” the woman spoke softly before placing soft kisses along Will’s cheek until stopping to nuzzle her face in his mess of curls. “What does the love of my life want to do today? Stay in bed,” Alex giggles a bit, “spend time outside, stay in and watch movies?”

She kept a hand rested on the side of his neck as her other gently threaded with his much darker locks. Her nose still softly nestling in his hair, leaving feather-light kisses along her lover’s scalp.

A grin pulling his lips into a curl, Graham rubbed his thumb gingerly on the back of her hand before letting go, gawking at Alexis as she walked away with the food tray. Warmth flooded as his infatuation for his beauty grew every minute, wondering where he would be without her. Forlorn, unpretentious, more venomous, and acrimonious would lurk behind him around others. The house would be quieter and no one would be there to take him out of his savageness.

Graham will always be grateful he allowed himself to open up and trust Alexis. Fixing the pillow under his back, he glanced away for a second, then instantly looked back up, she's sitting on top of him.

Absentmindedly, pulling her body closer while she did the same, "Someone is being mischievous." Chuckling lowly, meeting the ocean eyes. Alexis' glee disposition found a way to rub onto Will, causing the curly brunette to smile wider. Leaning forward, planting butterfly kisses along her chin, "What are you thinking about?", softly whispering. Will noticed the pondering face drawn on Alexis' face.

Before their relationship, everyone bothered him about Hannibal. 'How was it having a serial killer as a therapist' or 'Whatever happened between the two of you to get the title 'Murder Husbands', which covered many Maryland headlines. It also made it harder to create romantic relationships with someone he has an interest in.

Given that, Graham began to stop looking out for others and isolated himself from everyone afterward. Yet, on the night of their love contract of one of Will's murders, he promised himself to treat her with much care and sweetness. In the beginning, he was worried his darkest would soon scare her away, but look at them now.

Folded in one's arms, nudging their noses together and exchanging kisses here and there under the morning sun's beams. "Hello, Dragă." Snickering softly, answering, "Stay here for a moment before we head outside. It seems better than the last two windy days." Tilting his head into her hand gently while kissing tenderly on the soft skin of Alexis' neck and shoulder, humming silently. "Bring the dogs up and take a walk, or probably go to the river and have fish for dinner." Fishing lingered in Will's mind non-stop.

#//willgraham+ #//Alexis x Will #//alexisvenkman #;+

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kizhavvorsa:

Of course this wasn’t a situation she found herself in ever and it was strange that she wasn’t as scared as she should be, the shape the man was in now should have shaken her world much more. “You’re a man with a gun.” Dany made her way over to the box and crouched down to get it and made her way over to him. “Bleeding all over my freshly mopped floor.” She let out a sigh, knowing that she would have to clean it properly and air out the shop from the ammonia. “Forgive me for complaining but it isn’t every day someone comes in here looking like you.” Dany opened the box and line up the solutions.

Huffing out a breathless chuckle, Milo glanced toward the messy blood trail that began from the door. Perhaps the entrance was dramatic, given that he did burst through the door and requested help with a firearm in his hand. "Stop the whining about it. I'll clean it after I stitch myself, there is a shop two streets down that has lemon scent bleach and peroxide as well." Scrunching his nose while grinding down on his teeth as he shifted in the chair, groaning. Milo didn't intend to sound snappy, although he was in more pain than he displayed to the stranger. "It's a bakery, I'm not shocked." Reaching out his hand for the solution after he rolled up his shirt more to get it out of the way, once he made direct eye contact with Dany, Milo started anticipating a stubborn response to help him.

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany X Milo #//kizhavvorsa #/gif #;+

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writers shouldn't need to go on strike – but when we do, we're funny as fuck.

some of my personal faves, taken from a longer twitter thread by jenny yang. learn more about the strike here.

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kizhavvorsa:

Dany awkwardly put her hands down when he didn’t threaten her more than just the presence of the gun but she shrugged. “You could be in here for anything I don’t know.” She muttered, watching him shuffle around with his stuff before she practically flinched looking at the gash across his side, sucking in the air sharply. “We have saline solution... We don’t use rubbing alcohol in our first aid box.” Dany pointed down and across from where she was standing. “I can try to help but we keep it under there. I just don’t want you to hurt me if I try to get it.”

"I reckon that will get me by." Milo pushed the safety lever back on, swiftly snatching the magazine before placing the weapon on the floor. Punting it away from him with his foot, and gliding it towards the cashier counter. Once it stopped, he finished pulling out bandages and sutures with a thread. Glancing at the frightened employee, signaling to 'go on' his hand, before groaning for moving his arm. Leaning back in the chair while he makes a quick remark, "I asked you for help, be just cruel to do such, wouldn't it." The hitman stalked the woman's movements as she made her way over to the aid kit, double-checking she doesn't get any ideas as he sat still.

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany x Milo #//kizhavvorsa #/gif #;+

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slasherbled:

“This wasn’t part of the script….” She mumbled, staring at the other with a slightly softer look than Julia was typically capable of. She was close to just giving in. “Are you suggesting I change the story and then we go on a mini murder spree…?”

"We can improvise on the script, sweetie. It wouldn't kill us to change a little." Speaking reassuringly, Ashley momentarily forgot about Julia's special play they were doing together, but she never minded being a part of it. "And we can still have our mini murder spree." Simply nodding with a convincing smile.

#//ashleyfoster+ #//Julia x Ash #//slasherbled #/gif #;+

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slasherbled:

“A relationship between two sociopathic serial killers is a horrible idea. Have you seen that Netflix show You?”

"Yeah but that's between a man and woman. We can make our own rules and have some fun. Don't be such a party pooper." Smirking as she leans closer.

#//ashleyfoster+ #//Julia x Ash #//slasherbled #/gif #;+ #(hope this is alright!)

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kizhavvorsa:

Dany was packing away the last of the pastries, wrapping them up in clingfilm, turning her back to the counter and begin stacking them slowly. Everything else was done, floor mopped, crockery cleaned and it was just the last bits and bobs. When the charm went off to alert a customer came in Dany didn't look up from wrapping the last pastries. "Sorry we're-" When she looked up what she saw was a sight to behold, a figure dripping blood on her freshly mopped floor and she was looking down the barrel of a gun. "...Closed." She finished her sentence and put her hands up.

Vision going blurry, he rushed to a random local shop, trying to find a place to recover hastily before he continues his mission. Fortunately, the bakery seemed like it didn't have any customers inside. Milo had a deadly grip on the panel and back strap of his semi-automatic pistol, limping to a nearby seat, and plopping down. "Why are your hands up? Do you think I want to rob your bakery?" Grunting as he shakes his bag off and starts digging for supplies. "Any chance you have some rubbing alcohol? Would be a lucky guy if you did." Grinning pass the pain as he was lifting his shirt, revealing a massive gash against his flesh.

#//milokendrick+ #//Dany x Milo #//kizhavvorsa #/gif #;+ #( hopefully this is alright #doesn't have to be romantic if not planned to be)

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Open Starter - Johnathan Reid

( read my rules before your reply, please )

With the trust he contained for this human, Reid wanted to keep no more lies between them as their relationship got more intimate in the days that followed. During the time they can spend together, the vampire realizes that he sees a future with them, yet he fears they might not want to be near him ever again after he tells his deepest secret. "Do you have a moment? I have something to get off my chest?" Informing as he swayed side to side a little from his nerves getting to him. Slowly preparing himself for the potential heartache he might receive if the person he was over heels for rejected his true identity.

#//johnathanreid+ #vampire rp #// open starter #open starter #bi indie rp #vampyr #/gif #;-

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vintagemoss:

Marie seemed to frown as his words trailed. He was going to say no just like she thought he would. It’s a kind gesture of him but she was already taking her bag off the chair and putting it on her shoulder as he checked it was the right idea for him to take it. “ I’m positive Peter.” She’d assure. Her stop isn’t till ages but she didn’t mind standing.

She’d nod in satisfaction when he gave in, “ thank you.” She’d say and shuffled a little so he could have some personal space though it was hard for how crowded it was this afternoon. Marie would look at him a little alarmed when he mentioned that he’d never gotten her name before it was a look of embarrassment, “ I’m sorry, I must of forgotten.. I’m Marie, Marie Isley.” She’d introduce herself with a smile.

Grinning wider, Peter proudly greeted. "Nice to meet you, Marie Isley. As you know I'm Peter Parker already." Chuckling lowly, he rested his backpack on his lap. Fidgeting with the Star Wars key-chain, C'mon think of something to talk about and stop being awkward. "So, um. How's school going for you?"

Classic, Parker. Brushing the hair out of his face, attempting to hide his nervousness and seem cool, but all he can do after is flash a bright smile as he continues to look up at her and listen to her speak. Puppy love eyes would only be an example of how Peter was staring up at her, observing her facial features.

#//peterparker+ #//Marie x Peter #//vintagemoss #/gif #;+

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alexis-venkman:

Alexis began to eat as Will recounted his story, humming softly as her eyes closed. He had always been a good cook, at least for as long as she had known him. She did sometimes wonder if that was a piece of Hannibal left behind; however, the woman knew better than to ask. That was all in the past. No need to open old wounds.

“Harper Brooks…” she echoed, furrowing her brow. “Why does that name sound so familiar?” It wasn’t until Will continued to speak that it dawned on her, and her fork hit the glass plate with a loud clank. Alex felt the shame wash over her as the memory of their encounter rushed back to the forefront of her mind, and she looked up at her lover with a look of shock.

“Son of a bitch. She approached me as I was getting into my car after picking up some groceries. Said that she worked for one of the churches in town and was doing a food drive. I still have the fucking flyer,” she stated bitterly. “Bitch must have followed me from then on…”

How could Alexis have been so stupid? Not only did she know to always keep her guard from her training back in school, but Will constantly preached how important it was. And she knew that. She knew better than most, especially when you’re dating a serial killer and also happen to work for the FBI. Yet, Alex never picked up on any sign that she was being followed, watched, or was even in danger.

The woman was never one for finding her lover’s grizzly details endearing; however, seeing the anger make his body tense when he mentioned this…thing watching Alexis. Then as he described what he had done to it out of pure anger for having discovered what it was doing, and the fact that he was just tired of this poser interrupting his life, her heart swelled with more love, if that was even possible.

“Will…” she spoke just above a whisper in a loving tone, happy tears swelling in her eyes. Her soft, petite hand reached for his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Mulțumesc, iubirea mea.” Even if Alex may have slipped up, just this one, it was always a comforting reminder that Will, the dangerous predator that he was, would always have her back. And not give the woman any discontent for her mistake.

Soon became stomach-turning once in a while when he reflected on Hannibal Lecter's lifestyle and choice of meat source, and how it affected his ways of eating. Enough where he couldn't hold in food too long before rushing to the bathroom without alerting Alexis, nausea and disgust flooding his brain with flashes of memories he wished to disappear.

Graham used to cook for himself and his dogs before he met the doctor. Gratefully that hasn't drastically changed over the years. Still, then, Will didn't eat that much, but he made sure to have food in the house just in case. Given that he didn't make food for himself to eat this morning, a great example of his worst tendency he never was able to shake off. Cups of coffee were his breakfast and usually lasted him until noon to then have a small snack.

The clatter forced Will to look over to the sudden noise, "Harper Brooks stepped over my line in the sand. I didn't hesitate to fix it." Maybe he was slightly possessive; he knew that but didn't permit people to test his limit. No one will get close to his loved ones; the dogs and Alexis.

It's hard to trust anyone these days and not be on guard 24/7 but makes Will speechless once he feels comfortable and able to decompress next to someone that won't stab him in the back. Someone that gets amused by his killings/mindset and doesn't fear him for his oddity and devotion.

Even though Graham has bones and blood in his closet, Alexis still hangs her stuff anyways. Secrets already promised to be carried to their graves, and a massive bundle of trust formed around them. The ability to sleep next to someone. Who has the same darkness surrounding them.

During his explanation, he absentmindedly grabbed the bed sheet under his palm, strangling the fabric in his digits. He released his death grip once he felt his lover gently squeeze his, "Desigur." Rolling his neck to make eye contact for a few seconds before glancing down at their hands, which soon entwines once he flips his to conjoin them. "How was the food?" Takes note that she finished almost everything, plus the dogs completed their food. Some were laid on their backs or curled up in balls.

alexis-venkman:

Alexis began to eat as Will recounted his story, humming softly as her eyes closed. He had always been a good cook, at least for as long as she had known him. She did sometimes wonder if that was a piece of Hannibal left behind; however, the woman knew better than to ask. That was all in the past. No need to open old wounds.

“Harper Brooks…” she echoed, furrowing her brow. “Why does that name sound so familiar?” It wasn’t until Will continued to speak that it dawned on her, and her fork hit the glass plate with a loud clank. Alex felt the shame wash over her as the memory of their encounter rushed back to the forefront of her mind, and she looked up at her lover with a look of shock.

“Son of a bitch. She approached me as I was getting into my car after picking up some groceries. Said that she worked for one of the churches in town and was doing a food drive. I still have the fucking flyer,” she stated bitterly. “Bitch must have followed me from then on…”

How could Alexis have been so stupid? Not only did she know to always keep her guard from her training back in school, but Will constantly preached how important it was. And she knew that. She knew better than most, especially when you’re dating a serial killer and also happen to work for the FBI. Yet, Alex never picked up on any sign that she was being followed, watched, or was even in danger.

The woman was never one for finding her lover’s grizzly details endearing; however, seeing the anger make his body tense when he mentioned this…thing watching Alexis. Then as he described what he had done to it out of pure anger for having discovered what it was doing, and the fact that he was just tired of this poser interrupting his life, her heart swelled with more love, if that was even possible.

“Will…” she spoke just above a whisper in a loving tone, happy tears swelling in her eyes. Her soft, petite hand reached for his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Mulțumesc, iubirea mea.” Even if Alex may have slipped up, just this one, it was always a comforting reminder that Will, the dangerous predator that he was, would always have her back. And not give the woman any discontent for her mistake.

Soon became stomach-turning once in a while when he reflected on Hannibal Lecter's lifestyle and choice of meat source, and how it affected his ways of eating. Enough where he couldn't hold in food too long before rushing to the bathroom without alerting Alexis, nausea and disgust flooding his brain with flashes of memories he wished to disappear.

Graham used to cook for himself and his dogs before he met the doctor. Gratefully that hasn't drastically changed over the years. Still, then, Will didn't eat that much, but he made sure to have food in the house just in case. Given that he didn't make food for himself to eat this morning, a great example of his worst tendency he never was able to shake off. Cups of coffee were his breakfast and usually lasted him until noon to then have a small snack.

The clatter forced Will to look over to the sudden noise, "Harper Brooks stepped over my line in the sand. I didn't hesitate to fix it." Maybe he was slightly possessive; he knew that but didn't permit people to test his limit. No one will get close to his loved ones; the dogs and Alexis.

It's hard to trust anyone these days and not be on guard 24/7 but makes Will speechless once he feels comfortable and able to decompress next to someone that won't stab him in the back. Someone that gets amused by his killings/mindset and doesn't fear him for his oddity and devotion.

Even though Graham has bones and blood in his closet, Alexis still hangs her stuff anyways. Secrets already promised to be carried to their graves, and a massive bundle of trust formed around them. The ability to sleep next to someone. Who has the same darkness surrounding them.

During his explanation, he absentmindedly grabbed the bed sheet under his palm, strangling the fabric in his digits. He released his death grip once he felt his lover gently squeeze his, "Desigur." Rolling his neck to make eye contact for a few seconds before glancing down at their hands, which soon entwines once he flips his to conjoin them. "How was the food?" Takes note that she finished almost everything, plus the dogs completed their food. Some were laid on their backs or curled up in balls.

#//willgraham+ #//Alexis x Will #//alexisvenkman #/gif #;+

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vintagemoss:

Marie hadn’t even noticed the hold Peter had her in as she checked him for any growing bumps of bruises before she finally would. If she could get any redder in the face, this was the time to. She wouldn’t lie and say it didn’t feel nice though To be held even if it was for her safety.

Her expression would soon change though when he tried to bring her back to the empty seat her bag now owned and stopped him. “ I wanted you to take the seat Peter.” She decided to make clear of her intentions in hopes he’d understand and take the seat but she had a feeling he wasn’t going to or find a way round it.

She offering me the seat!? "I appreciate your kindness.." Peter paused and saw the determination on Marie's face and rethought his words wisely. "Are you sure? I'm always standing up, plus I can wait until the seat opens next to you. Unless your stop is coming."

Rubbing the back of his neck, the hero saw there's no way out of this. "Alright, I'll take a seat." Without questioning her anymore, he knew there must be a reason why she wished for him to sit. Shaking his bag off his back and holding it in between his legs as he swapped spots with Marie, Peter looked up and smiled warmly. "Thank you..uh.." She never said her name. "I didn't catch your name yet."

#//peterparker+ #//Marie x Peter #//vintagemoss #/gif #;+