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Hannibalโs practice consisted of many types of cases but there was one underlying similarity that only he could pinpoint with accuracy โ that in one form or another, each of them interested him. Some had the pretense of the mundane: a bored housewife, the existential crisis of the heir to a fiefdom, the classic trope of the abused; but in each of his patients, Hannibal saw some nugget of charm. In any other line of work perhaps such a gleam might have been called a potential diamond in the rough. The truth was, while he had no particular dis-interest in carving them to his own interests if such might suit his larger purpose, he sought to understand them, sought to lay bare the illusions that society โ or even they themselves โ had cast around them, to see, if only for himself, what it was each of them was made of.
A patient, steady smile touched his lips as he opened the door into the waiting room, gesturing his newest patient into the expansive room behind him that served as hisย mausoleum,ย study and office in one. โPlease, make yourself comfortable,โ he continued, waiting until they had stepped through from the waiting room to the office itself before closing the door after them. โMay I offer you something to drink.โ
Chiara stepped inside without hesitation, her gaze wandering over the office with quiet curiosity rather than admiration. Every shelf, every painting, every carefully placed object seemed chosen with surgical precision. It didn't feel like an office. It felt like a room that was watching back. Beautiful... but in the way a wolf's smile could be beautiful.
She turned to him, offering a polite smile that never quite reached her eyes.
"No, thank you." Her voice was warm enough to pass for friendly. "I have a habit of saying no to drinks offered by strangers. Occupational paranoia, I suppose."
The corner of her mouth twitched into something almost amused before she finally took a seat, crossing one leg over the other. She settled comfortably enough, yet nothing about her posture suggested she had let her guard down. If anything, she looked like someone prepared to leave as easily as she had arrived.
early mornings should be reserved for that intense, hushed sex where neither of you are quite awake yet, just panting softly into each othersโ mouths, desperately and mindlessly seeking pleasure like itโs the only thing your bodies have ever known.
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Ooc: hi everyone! Thank you for your patience, I'm really busy since Wednesday and will be until Monday. I'll probably post replies on Monday night ๐
you to send me all the memes you like; I may not always reply, and sometimes I will take a while to get to them but never be scared to send memes, even if there arenโt from a specific thing Iโve reblogged or we arenโt mutuals, memes are open to everyone.ย
you to ask me questions if you like both IC or OOC, & IM me even if we ARENโT mutuals.ย
you to turn any of our memes into threads.
you to send me Drabble or prompt requests.
you to remind me if Iโve forgot about our thread, I wonโt be mad. Sometimes I need a kick up the ass.ย
you to throw things at me even if we havenโt plotted it, throw starters, HCs you have for our muses, songs you want me to listen to, literally thrown anything you like at me okay.ย
you to never feel like you need to reply or justify why you havenโt replied to me. If you donโt feel a thread, thatโs cool sometimes it happens. I wonโt be offended.ย
you to come at me even if youโre not part of my fandom because I love cross overs. Some of my favourite threads are cross overs.ย
you to have a goddamn good time in this community.
Tolaas sat in the very back of the nightclub, glass of Jack in front of him on the table. He watched the people dancing and couldn't help but shake his head a bit, an amused smirk on his lips. The way some people danced anymore. Some of these people looked like they were having seizures.
Of course, in a club of this type, with his Stetson cowboy hat, his brown duster, his cowboy boots, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Of course, most people here ignored him, which was fine by him.
Normally he enjoyed a crappy little bar, but sometimes he'd actually hit up a nightclub just for a change of pace. He always wondered why he was there, though, after he'd been there a while.
He leaned back, and propped one foot up on the table, and took a drink of his Jack.
Chiara wasn't one to display love, in fact she kept her distance from it but she didn't seem too mind him holding her hand in public too much and his pet names did something to her..
She led him inside the restaurant, greeting the guy who then led them to their table. The one with the best view. The lights of the city flickered, never ending traffic in the streets. Chiara ran her hand over the fabric of the tablecloth. Soft burgundy satin. With a smile on her lips, she then looked over at Tolaas. โ nice, isn't it?โ
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โWhat in the hell were you thinking?!โย she screamed at him, the worry laced in her voice as it shook, sending vibrations throughout her body. Things were going bad. Very bad and they got caught in the middle of the crossfire. The bullet was supposed to be for her but Luca decided otherwise and shielded her with his body, taking the bullet for her. โYou fucking...โ she paused, noticing the amount of blood coming from the bullet wound. โShit shit... Stay with me you crazy bastard! โ one hand was pushing against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding, the other cupping his face to make him look at her. Her face was filled with emotions, the adrenaline pumping through her veins. Anger, exhaustion, fear... She was afraid of losing him.
She smiled sweetly, leaning down again to press her lips against his in a gentle kiss. โ Well... I'm not giving you a choice...โ she chuckled softly, cupping his face with on3 hand. โ You're staying right here.. In my bed.โ
Talking back just to end up pressed against the wall with a hand around my neck and a thigh between my legs. Starting him down only divert my attention as he pushes his thigh against me. "Grind, whore." Doing as he says, knowing I'm already going to be punished for mounting off.
โI donโt have the fucking time to party.โ he spoke. He was busy with his new collection, setting up a fashion show and trying to reach out to his brother who was currently abroad, looking for new models.ย โHalloween.. Who likes to put on costumes and give out sweets? Itโs ridiculous and stupid.โ he rambled on as he was looking through his latest drafts. He then looked up at the other.ย โPlease donโt tell me youโre trying to convince me to go to that party.โ he said, giving her a look.ย
โ Come on, don't make me pay you to come. You know I will, and generously... I would rather spend that money on your new collection โ she grinned, sitting on his desk. Chiara took some liberties with him, more than she would with most people. He had been providing her with the most wonderful pieces of clothing for years, and they had grew close over time. โ Besides, it's not a kid's party. The trick or treat is much more fun....โ
Tolaas sat in the very back of the nightclub, glass of Jack in front of him on the table. He watched the people dancing and couldn't help but shake his head a bit, an amused smirk on his lips. The way some people danced anymore. Some of these people looked like they were having seizures.
Of course, in a club of this type, with his Stetson cowboy hat, his brown duster, his cowboy boots, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Of course, most people here ignored him, which was fine by him.
Normally he enjoyed a crappy little bar, but sometimes he'd actually hit up a nightclub just for a change of pace. He always wondered why he was there, though, after he'd been there a while.
He leaned back, and propped one foot up on the table, and took a drink of his Jack.
โ Thank you Dearโ she smiled, looking at his lips after the kiss. Why was she so addicted?
They both got into the car and she gave the driver the address of the restaurant she choose for their date. The whole drive there she kept biting her bottom lip as she watched the lights of the city. The restaurant wasn't very far so they arrived there quickly. โ Ci siamo (here we are)โ she announced, looking back at him โI hope you are hungry, they make the best pasta in Townโ
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@scarsmasked sent โ looks like you could use a bodyguard. โ
โ So my father did contact ANVIL after all... Great..โ the brunette sighed in exasperation. Arturo Santelli only wanted to keep his daughter safe. Their enemies had been showing themselves more menacing, dangerous these days and he couldn't sleep at night knowing that his daughter was alone at her apartment. Despite his best attempt, Chiara refused to move back to her parent's place. Their men were skilled but none of them were trained to become a bodyguard, they already had a lot on their shoulders so he decided to get in touch with ANVIL and had spent a good fortune to have someone 24/7 around her. โI'm sure you've got better things to do than babysitting a Mafia princessโ she continued, sitting back in the chair of her office. She never agreed to this, but oh well... At least he was good looking.
Ooc: I'll be on the road tomorrow (more like in the sky lol) so I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to reply before the evening. I'm going back to France for a few days and I'm sad because I won't see my man ๐ญ Always hated the distance and always will. Even just for 10 days.