Tags: hannibal fic

cass, can you not

Fic: The work of his hands (PG13, Hannibal, spoilery)

Title: The work of his hands
Rating: PG13
Fandom: Hannibal
Warnings: Spoilers for S03E01 and before.
Author notes: I'm not very happy with this fic, and I suspect it'll be very hard for me to get to the point where I write Hannibal fic I'm satisfied with. Technical difficulties with textually rendering the damnably unavoidable way in which the show uses imagery and music aside, I'm used to, and favor, the sort of ultimately direct insanity of a Bruce Wayne or a Lex Luthor. Hannibal is as smart as them, but he's baroque, bordering on the fractal. I'm not used to smart characters doing things with their left hand that might undo what they have been building with their right one, just because they want to see what would happen.

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cass, can you not

Fic: Orbital logic (PG13, fandoms that shall be obvious)

Title: Orbital logic
Rating: PG13
Fandom: ... shall be obvious

The reasons for his actions had usually been transparent to himself, at least those actions that by necessity had to remain hidden from others, and as such much less interesting than the challenges, artistic and otherwise, involved in their performance. He considered his needs simply as datums to orient his activity, and curiosity was not the least strong of those needs.

Therefore, when the more involved of his bibliophilic investigations turned out a coup of unsurpassed antiquarian interest, and when the contents of his discovery seemed to hint at previously unknown psychological and perhaps phenomenological depths...

Well, having found one of the exceedingly rare complete copies of the Necronomicon, Hannibal Lecter would have had to be a much different man not to experiment.

cass, can you not

Fic: The Good Doctor (PG13, Hannibal AU)

Title: The Good Doctor
Rating: PG13?
Fandom: Hannibal AU.

He makes the FBI team nervous. If he were inclined to press the point, they would probably say that they find his precise demeanor, comprehensive knowledge of both psychopathology and anatomy, and idiosyncratic approach to forensic scene analysis ("Is he smelling the bodies?" "It's the Doctor's thing.") understandably offputing. Lecter suspects the real cause is primary enough that even trained investigators overlook it: even in the bloodiest crime scene, he's always clean. Even his clothes are spotless, and although the mind might not give it much notice, something in the subconscious shudders and wants to run.

Lecter knows that shudder very well, and feels no need to press his colleagues. It's enough for him to help however he can, and then go back to what nominally passes for his practice. It has been a while since he has received a new patient, had a good night's sleep, or eaten a decent meal.

Everything, he fears, tastes somewhat like human flesh, and keeping down his food is both harder and easier than it should be.

He has only confided his fears on Will Graham so far. In the whole FBI, he seems to be the only person neither afraid of his gift nor using him as a psychopath-catching device. Will just listens to his fears, as silent and still as the dogs in his house, his eyes closed as if watching through Hannibal's eyes.