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Will Graham is a terrible police officer. Luckily Hannibal Lecter is a terrible doctor.
When the two meet after Will is shot in the line of duty, they realise perhaps they have finally found the one person who can understand them.
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An alternate universe where Hannibal and Will meet earlier and fall faster.
A prequel to 'Stop Telling People I'm Dead!' but can be read as a stand alone
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- Part 3 of In Another Life
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02 Jul 2026
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And like a dog who's learned a new trick Simon rings your bell the next day. Wasn't happy with how he left it, and wasn't that faucet leaking? He's got plenty of spare wood in his shed, don't you worry. What's that about the boiler making a weird noise? He'll take a look at it, might have something for the draft in the hallway too.
Pay him? What are you talking about, he does stuff like this for fun. Don't sweat it, love. Just hand him that wrench.
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01 Jul 2026
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The power goes out in the middle of summer but Simon doesn’t mind the heat.
Female reader perspective.
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- Part 29 of Tumblr Stories
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01 Jul 2026
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Land like yours won't last long without someone who knows it. You can't keep it alive on your own. It'll eat you alive, and how fortunate for you that Simon doesn't like his neighbor dying.
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01 Jul 2026
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Just small things at first; waving good morning across your yards, late conversations leaned against the fence, and of course they just have to repay you for your brownies when you come back over to take back the tupperware. A dinner. Homemade. They won’t hear any arguments or excuses.
It’s not a regular thing, but often enough that it satisfies their hunger.
Until one night.[They've never been conventional, never followed the rules of society, it was only a matter of time before the loyalty in the field developed into something more. Something that could grow and flourish. You were the water their garden needed.]
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22 Jun 2026