` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 .

The mirrors in your mind can reflect the best of yourself, not the worst of someone else. | Portrayed by — #ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

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        ‍      Hannibal Lecter
（     #supernatural #spnrp
       #canon #aurp #opendms      ） 

Portrayed by — #ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

// 8 out of 26 done, getting there. Thanks for your patience!!

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

♡ - for a short starter.

// Until I can get my account fully set up.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

@nycswriter carefully, paying attention to any small changes rather than simply waiting for an answer.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

( @nycswriter )

Hannibal had noticed Emil Whitaker before they had ever been introduced.

It was not difficult to find information about an investigative journalist with enough determination to make powerful people uncomfortable. Hannibal found the distinction —

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

♡ - for a short starter.

// Until I can get my account fully set up.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

@nycswriter enough distance between them to make the encounter natural rather than deliberate.

"Mr. Whitaker."

He stopped a few feet away, giving Emil enough space to decide whether he wanted to continue the conversation.

"I have read some of your work."

Hannibal watched him —

[— . ♰𝗈𝗆 𝖪𝖺𝗎𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓. ⎯ׄ⎯⎯ִ @taxidermist__]

━╋
☭ . 𝐍 𝐎 𝐂 ♰ 𝐔 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐀 ⎯ 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

to wonder anymore. You are loved, Will."

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

Hannibal felt the change in Will the moment he leaned into him. The breath that escaped him, the way his hands caught at Hannibal's clothing as though he needed something solid and real to hold onto, none of it went unnoticed, it never would.

His hand —

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆. @OFLOST_CAUSE]

— same.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

closer.

"You came here because you wanted me."

His fingers rested gently against Will's neck.

"And I have been waiting for you to understand that I wanted you too."

He held him there, allowing the quiet that followed to belong entirely to them.

"You do not have —

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

// more starters incoming. They wont be the greatest as my brain isnt awake fully yet 😂

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

@PermanentVirus affairs.

That afternoon, he stopped at a quiet cafe after leaving an appointment. He ordered his coffee and took a seat near the window, opening the book he had brought with him. His thoughts returned briefly to the matters that had brought him to London.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

( @PermanentVirus )

Hannibal had been in London for several days, attending to matters of his own. None of them were connected to the consulting work that had once brought him into the orbit of people like James Moriarty. His reasons for being there were personal, and he —

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

♡ - for a short starter.

// Until I can get my account fully set up.

[` 𝐃𝐑. 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 . @dctrhlecter]

@PermanentVirus knowing them.

That distinction interested him.

He had no intention of seeking Moriarty out. There was nothing to gain from forcing an encounter, and Hannibal preferred people to reveal themselves without being prompted. So, for now, his attention remained on his own —