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Will Graham is...not exactly a Good Kisser. He's not a Bad Kisser, but he could definitely benefit from some lessons.
And Hannibal is good at just about everything, so why would this be any exception?
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12 Jun 2023
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The brakes screech.
He bares his teeth.
Someone calls his name. Law’s closing in, and John is yelling, Sean is yelling, Charles- Charles’ eyes like the train’s furnace, spitting coke and coalfire, crashing into him as the couplings hit the wagon, feeling just like hands on his thighs.Series
- Part 3 of what stranger miracles
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09 Jun 2023
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Morning dawns on Horseshoe Overlook with as much grace as Uncle after too many drinks, loud and clumsy and the sort of thing you don’t particularly want to look at for too long in case you go blind, which may in fact be a blessing. It’s hard to tell.
Arthur and Charles go hunting together after Sean's party in Chapter 2, and Arthur learns a lot more about Charles as they trail some poachers.Series
- Part 2 of what stranger miracles
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09 Jun 2023
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and i looking up at the stars by anderfels
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption, Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
24 Dec 2018
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“Don’t come to a party. Don’t want a drink. Don’t see no problem sittin’ out in the woods alone all night. At a party. Like you’ve been kicked outta bed for crumbs.”
“From the tragedy of your singing, I figured it was a funeral I was missing.”Sean's party set in Chapter 2. Arthur looks for Charles, attempts flirting.
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- Part 1 of what stranger miracles
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09 Jun 2023
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A grin broke across Albert’s face. “You sir, continue to surprise me.”
Arthur chuckled, more from embarrassment than anything. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” He touched the flower in his hair with two fingertips and smiled, embarrassed. “I very much appreciate the gesture.”
Arthur took another drink, the scotch burning his throat pleasantly as it went down. He lowered the bottle and sighed. “Don’t wanna presume myself here Mr. Mason, but... Do you have uhh, a woman? Where you live?”
Albert snorted at that. “Me? Gracious no, I don’t-- well, let’s just say I bark up a different tree, Mr. Morgan,” he chuckled, placing a hand on his chest.
Arthur’s face went beet red, and he looked at his hands for a long moment. “...And if that tree were to bark back..?”//In which Arthur picks some flowers (among other things).
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02 Jun 2023