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A poster of AMC's the terror featuring a cropped portrait of captain John Franklin looking frightened with snow falling around him.

This is your annual reminder from me to watch the series The Terror. Especially if you like historical pieces. Especially if you like spooky shit. Especially if your favorite genre of story is "man in a situation" or "man taken out by his own hubris." #bweh

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🔥 this red-hot fever // 3.1k, e, #fitzier

Jamie picked the perfect day to surprise Frances with a wearable vibrator. She just hadn't counted on John Bloody Franklin being there too.

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Written for the Terror Kinktober 2025. Tags below 👇

#Hannibal Frankenstein AU
🧪 Garret Jacob Hobbs & Abigail Hobbs

He'd started with deer, at first.

After all, he already had a distinct familiarity with their anatomy. He knew every part of a doe, from its teeth to its tendons. It was easy to translate that knowledge

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The whole concept enticed him—to give yourself over to someone so entirely, to show them that innermost part of yourself and trust that you’d be cared for in spite of it…𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 of it.

It humiliated Edward, just how much he wanted it.

𝘈𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺. Edward had first come across the term by happenstance, and the more he read, the more fascinated he became.

🫧 my body weightless in your arms // 4.5k, e

joplittle, modern au, age play, hurt/comfort, bathing/washing, praise kink

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Francis Crozier reclines fetchingly on the Arctic shale on his side posed like Dr Ian Malcolm with one arm resting on his raised bent knee but in full battered-looking cold weather naval slops and with a little sun protector tucked under his hat. Somebody else is bending down next to him and a few other people are milling around in the background. The eternal reminder: SATURDAY CHILLIN’ Don’t fucken @ me I’M CHILLIN’

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tall and stern with a no-nonsense expression, and even through the mild scent blockers, Harry can tell that he’s an alpha. Dr. Stanley smells sharp and cold, like ice water in a frosted glass. It’s a severe scent, but appealing—one that makes Harry desperately want to be good.

Dr. Stanley makes a noncommittal noise and sits down on the stool by the counter. As a physician, he comes highly recommended—the Coninghams themselves had made this appointment for him—and Harry can see why. He cuts an intimidating figure,

Harry grants him a nervous little smile and clasps his hands together in his lap so he doesn’t fiddle with them. “Hello.”

“I’m told you’re here for a pre-mating examination; is that correct?”

Harry’s stomach flutters. “Y-yes, that’s right.”

So, actually, there’s quite a lot at stake.

The door slides open smoothly, and Harry’s head snaps up as Dr. Stanley steps inside. “Good afternoon,” he says without looking up from Harry’s file, “Mr…Goodsir.”

While true, that doesn’t change the fact that the outcome of this examination will decide whether the Coninghams will go through with the mating. Harry really hopes they will; he thinks James is lovely and kind—the sort of alpha he wouldn’t mind starting a family with.

and the bright fluorescent lights and complete lack of decoration aren’t helping soothe his nerves.

𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, Harry tells himself. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘵.

There’s little comfort to be found in Dr. Stanley’s examination room. Harry winces and shifts on the table, crinkling the sterile paper beneath him. He’s still waiting on the doctor to arrive,

🩺 a split fig // 3.6k, e, goodstanley
cw: dubious consent

𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, Harry tells himself. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘵.

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Heart locket hannigram

#Hannibal

Drew more of her 🤕💘
#hannibal

girlnavy nedconte for li’s birthday

So excited about this!! And I’m obsessed with you art for it it’s so good 🥰

header for the terror advent! im really exited about this event

My Longest “Devastating News, Lads” Ever

😩 noooo!!!!! well my fingers are crossed for you

yayyyy glad you're feeling better! also DAMN that's impressive

hello terror fronds lets make a rec list

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Ahoy, sailors, it's the 1st of September, and that means The Terror Advent Calendar is now accepting prompts!

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