Travel hopefully in life.

Went online and bought myself some more clothes with this week's paycheck, furthering my endeavor to expand my wardrobe in an appropriately masculine direction. I'm actually really looking forward to picking everything up tomorrow/having it come in the mail next week. Hopefully it fits okay, though I know I'll have to work on tightening up certain areas to really get the look I'm going for.

It's just a bunch of sweaters and joggers for the most part, but there's something to be said for dressing in the manner of presentation that makes you most comfortable, as it turns out.

I also had a good chat with my therapist last week about dating, romance, and my usual viewpoints on the matter as it relates to me, personally, which is largely: but why, though? She's sending me some reading to help me understand a little better why there's nothing wrong with that (even though I logically know that there's nothing wrong with it) and I'm considering whether I ought to divulge to the girl who's recently expressed an interest in me that while I like her very much and would be absolutely down to kiss her, there's probably never going to be a situation where I want to cohabitate or undergo any kind of commitment ceremonies or anything.

Not that either of those are anywhere near in the cards for us or anything—we've been on like one date and we live four hours apart so it's not like we'll be moving at a pace faster than glacial—but still. Could be worth mentioning, as I don't particularly care to lead anybody on.

I think I'm going to make my main goal for next week that I start exercising again and making meals at home, despite the persistent bug problem that appears to be focused in my kitchen. Surely I can make a sandwich faster than a roach can appear. Surely.

At least the weekend is looking pretty chill, by comparison. I'm planning to do a deep clean of the apartment tomorrow, including the fish tank, which is overdue, and then I'm going to do up a pinch hit for ficinabox and some kiss meme prompt fills or possibly write some 00Q sex pollen, because I've tripped and fallen into yet another different fandom. I've also got like, three or four Hannigram fic on the go, but they're mostly longer so they won't be seeing the light of day for some time.

I'm also doing NaNoWriMo this year to finish up an origfic in that magic universe I shared a snippet from not too long ago. If anyone is interested in starting a little group or cheering one another on, let me know. (My NaNo handle is "thrillingest.")

Hope this finds everyone well enough, or at least mostly comfortable.

Hey y'all!

I sent out the first couple of sketches for the fanart that I owe for equalityauction this week and will be working my way steadily down the list, so keep your eyes peeled. I've started on some of the fanfic already as well and should have the two that have been secured so far completed by the end of October.

If you haven't yet gotten back to me about the specific contents of the fanworks you donated for, let me know what you'd like to see so I can make sure I don't fail to give y'all anything by year's end. I'll be sending out DMs to those of you I still need input from but feel free to drop me a line, too, if the mood strikes.

Thank you again to everyone who donated~

WORTH THE SONGS THAT BROUGHT US HERE
Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Tags:Alternate Universe, FBI Agent Will Graham, Alternate Universe - Romance Novel

Summary: Two years after detective Will Graham had an explosive, short-lived affair with a psychiatric consultant lending a hand to the New Orleans Police Department, he's working as an agent for the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit in Baltimore. He doesn't expect the trail of a serial killer to lead him straight back into the company of the man who broke down his every wall and then left him without a word.

(Written for unconventionalcourtship)

“Will,” Dr. Lecter breathed, eyes wide over his bloody mouth. It was a small comfort that he looked just as surprised to find Will standing here before him as Will was, himself. Dr. Lecter’s neatly coiffed hair had fallen into his face and there was a split at the bridge of his nose, another on his lip, already swollen, but beyond his general state of disarray he was the same man who had spent two weeks unravelling Will’s every defense and then abandoned him without a word.

“Dr. Lecter,” Will said, letting every miserable hour of wondering and wanting that had colored his days after Dr. Lecter’s sudden departure leech any warmth from his greeting.

“You two know each other?”

Will blinked. Just for a moment, he had forgotten there was anyone else around, which was exactly the unexpected reaction to Dr. Lecter’s presence that had drawn Will so deeply into his confidences all those years ago. He refused to fall into the same trap again. With some effort, he tore his gaze away from Dr. Lecter’s open, gobsmacked face, and tugged at the lapels of his jacket to give himself something to do with his hands that wasn’t crossing the room and adding another bruise to the collection the good doctor was already nursing.

“We’ve met,” Will confirmed, in a brusque clip.

Read it here on AO3.

Somebody tell me not to write a "crack taken seriously" comedy future!fic where Molly decides to Eat, Pray, Love her way across Europe in the wake of season three and keeps accidentally bumping into Hannibal and Will.

I am sometimes very bad about using my Dreamwidth as anything but a repository for fic, fic ideas, and icons, and I'm trying to get better about living and appreciating my life and one of the methods I've been advised to try to that end is journaling about things, so I figure I'll kill two birds with one stone and try to stick to weekly (at least) broad scope updates.

This one is in list format, because I find bulleted lists more pleasing than walls of text. Note: I discuss my general thoughts on both the second season of The Umbrella Academy and Space Force in the last two bullets of the list. I was careful not to share any overt spoilers and rather offered my opinion on the shows as a whole, but if you're not even looking to expose yourself to that, please be aware so you can avoid those two points in particular. Here we go:

( I've decided to throw the list behind a cut because it's still very long and I know it's a hassle to endlessly scroll down one's reading page. )

And I think that's it for me at the moment! Things are mostly good, if money is a little tighter than I'd prefer, and I hope that the fates and what have you are smiling on y'all as well~

So, I'm trying to have a few things written by the end of the month, one of which being the first of my Hannigram hc_bingo stories. I've decided to start in pursuit of a row across bingo, the prompts for which are, in order from left to right: kidnapping, presumed dead, undeserved reputation, sensory deprivation, and corporal punishment. I've been wracking my brain for quality "Will Graham gets kidnapped" opportunities, and I've got quite a few listed out, but I can't decide which I like best so I figured I would throw myself upon the mercy of anyone on my reading list who has an opinion in the matter. I welcome your thoughts whether you're a Hannibal fan or not.

( List and character explanations for non-fans behind a cut to minimize spoiler exposure. )

Let me know if any of them speak to you, or if you have any other ideas that aren't reflected here! I thank you for your input~

MR. BLUE SKY
Beverly Katz-centric, family feels

So I asked for some Hannibal prompts on Tumblr the other day and my very dear friend thesummoningdark was kind enough to request "Bev Has A Nice Day." I wrote that thing and stuffed it full of original Katz sibling characters, because I do what I want, and figured I would crosspost it everywhere because I doubt it will see much attention, seeing as it's all about family fluff rather than kinky murder sex.

It is, of course, safe to assume that it involves spoilers for the show, so if you're looking to keep that a mystery for yourself, I would wait until you're through S2. In the meantime, here's a snippet for you:

Eileen puts her hands on her hips. “There’s a teddy bear, too, but we left that in the car.”

Beverly flicks a wary glance over at Kenny, who shakes his head, apologetic, and informs her gravely, “It’s like four feet tall.”

Beverly sighs and reaches up with her good hand to pinch at the bridge of her nose. Her head still hurts, despite a solid sixteen hours of sleep, an IV of replacement fluids, and some truly top-notch painkillers. “I was barely in the hospital for forty-eight hours,” she complains, feeling half a second from stamping her foot against the floor like a petulant toddler.

“She didn’t want you to be lonely,” Eileen shrugs, unrepentant, and flops down onto the mattress next to the flowers, tilted on her side and propped up on one elbow. Her short hair is styled down today, spiky fringe hanging in soft points over her forehead. Her heavily lined eyes gleam with amusement as she grins, “That’s what you get for being a big damn hero.”

Beverly rolls her eyes. “I’m not a hero.”

“You caught the Chesapeake Ripper,” Kenny offers, dropping into one of the visitors’ chairs lined up by the window and stretching his long legs out in front of him. “Sounds pretty heroic to me.”

Read it on AO3.

So, hockey is back. Or, they're doing exhibition games, anyway, with the intent to be back for real come Saturday. I'm still torn about it and kind of worried that it's a bad idea that's going to blow up in some way or another, but at the same time I'm excited to be watching again.

I'm not really sure how this whole situation is going to go for us, because our GM, who I really liked, just fucking quit in a fit of pique or something, so now we're going into a potential playoff situation with an interim guy who is, admittedly, very experienced, so everything will probably be fine, but ANYWAY. It seemed like a good moment to revisit that time earlier this season when Wonder Goalie Darcy Kuemper ^TM threw a man to the ice and kicked off a full-line fight between my darling Coyotes and the Calgary Flames.

Watch on YouTube

It's not super violent but it is very delightful, if you're into that sort of thing. Plus you get to see Johnny Hockey be a mad little baby, which is very satisfying if you get any amount of satisfaction out of seeing the Flames be whiny brats, which I do.