𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖎 𝖌𝖎𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊

I took this fic down a while ago, putting it back up a chapter a week.

Priest Will Graham x Nun Annabelle Lecter (Transfemme Hannibal)

Historical AU - 17th century France

Magical Realism

FINAL CHAPTER OUT NOW

"I love you," he declared, and a question tumbled from Annabelle's lips. "How much?" Will's response was immediate. "I'll show you."

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Thank you @saynomorefic for tagging me!!!!

Rules: post the first line of your 10 most recently published fics and see if you can draw a conclusion.

"I'm telling you, Marcus, these are not his normal drunk texts, I'm worried, just please take me to check on her."   

2. It wasn't like this, the first time.

3. Dear Abigail, I finally arrived at the hotel Count Lecter recommended to me.

4. Turning his back to Hannibal should have been the worst part, but it wasn’t.

5. The sun was the worst part of the Reaping, at least for those who would be going back home with all their family.

6. Iceland arrived to Denmark's house two hours before the Eurovision final began.

7. Shion never truly shook off most of the habits he acquired while living on the West Block.

8. “I promised my beloved Celty I was going to hang out with my friends on Christmas, at her request."

9. At night is when, in Izaya's opinion, the most interesting people are active.

10. Orihara Izaya wasn't like other children while growing up. 

Conclusions: I got two main ones. The first, is that I like to start either with a dialogue, or with a bit of introspection from the narrator over their situation.

The second one, and this one won't be visible on the list, but I was faced with it when copying all of these lines, is that, considering that this list went all the way to 2018, I really just get to publish like 40% of what I write, the rest lies unfinished in my computer. Thousands of words and so many hours never shared because I didn't finish them. So tragic.

1: He's halfway to the Georgia border before Will lets himself think.

2: "What's this?"

3: "Merry Christmas."

4: Adam is dead.

5: It started out as a spite thing.

6: Adam's self aware enough to know he's not what most people would describe as 'boyfriend material'.

7: When he was a little boy, maybe five or six, Will and his dad were working at a boatyard out on Lake Erie.

8: Adam has often joked that his apartment must be of some great spiritual significance to the New Jersey cockroach community.

9: The knocking at his door is sudden enough, aggressive enough, that it wakes him up.

10: For a single, frantic moment, Will is sure he’s drowning.

My conclusion is that my two modes are "quick I gotta get out of this opening line as fast as possible GO!!!" and "I must Sit Here until I come up with the Biggest Banger of an opener I possibly Can" which to be fair I already knew because I hate opening lines and they always take me forever. But I do love seeing evidence of it

Gonna post the opening lines of my 10 most recent fics & see if I can draw any conclusions based on them 👀

1. Adam buried his nose further into the fabric of his scarf, hiding jaw and throat and freckled cheeks behind its loops and folds.

2. Thunder crashed outside, bolts of hot white flashing behind the windows of the large estate home where Hannibal was making dinner, a crisp parmesan-and-garlic asparagus scent filling up the kitchen and living spaces.

3. Adam bolted upright out of his sleep, the room around him pitch black save for a blinking green light in the corner.

4. Oskar looked up from where he was loosening a bridle from the white mare’s nose as the stable doors opened.

5. Will fit the small O-ring of the thin black choker at the hollow of his throat, running a hand back through the slicked waves of his hair as he stood in front of the mirror.

6. Will downed another tumbler glass of scotch with an apathetic, unamused expression as the chatter of the room carried on around them.

7. Will Graham was leaning against the gas pump, his curls hanging dangerously close to the grimy metal.

8. Will sat on the edge of the flimsy, thin mattress, rubbing both palms up over his face before dragging them down over his cheeks.

9. The Doctor was new in town.

10. Will Graham thought that it was utterly, positively insufferable to have to feel.

Conclusions:

1) All of my Hannigram fics are written from Will’s focus. 2) I gotta set the scene. I’m big at setting the ✨mood✨ 3) I like to open up with an action. And the first word is gonna be the name of the character committing said action.

The snow on the ground had just begun to melt when Father Chilton had been declared missing.

Will first saw blood when he was five years old.

Wolf Trap was quiet in the evenings.

The air was disgustingly frigid.

Running away to the Black Forest had been Will's idea, albeit when he was barely conscious. 

Will slammed his beer bottle down on the table so hard that Hannibal was shocked it didn't shatter and cut up his hand.

As soon as Hannibal walked through the door, his swollen feet aching in his Italian leather shoes, he could hear the sweet sound of guitar sweeping through the kitchen and into the foyer.

"I kissed Alana Bloom." 

Having almost perished from the violent frost, Hannibal found the cold an abhorrent part of nature.

The sun kissed the horizon goodbye as she departed and took flight to meet the dawn.

Conclusions:

I either start the scene with background information or the setting. I focus on the cold weather a lot, which is interesting. Wonder what that says about me. I can be quite superfluous with imagery (looking at number 10 specifically lol).

He’d sustained a substantial amount of brain damage throughout the last eleven days, Will had been told. Resulting in Post-Traumatic Amnesia.

CHAPTER 6 OUT NOW!

The two stood there, locked in their embrace. Annabelle wished to stay there forever, tucked away in his arms for the rest of eternity. Her life had become tied to his, but looking back, hadn't she always been his? "Run away with me," she whispered. "But we took an oath," Will protested. "Haven't we already broken it?"

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On my previous post, people were interested in finding fics where Hannibal is touch-starved and or dealing with separation anxiety post-fall. So here is a small list of some that may fit that theme! The first two are mine, but the rest are some of my favorite fics I’ve ever read that feature vulnerable Hannibal (in various seasons or post-canon).