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Tears and Time

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags on June 15, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Cy

This takes place after the alternate ending of ‘Hannibal’ the movie, with references to the book.

Author’s note: This may be a little bit confusing to follow, but it is meant to follow a the style of a person’s thought pattern over an extended period of time. I don’t know if you all have ever stopped and concentrated on your thought patterns, but mine tends to be rather chaotic. So is this story.
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She stands at the window, wondering and waiting. She has waited for five years, and she will continue to wait. She will wait for the Hours to cease their endless dance in front of her. She will wait for the seconds to stop ticking. She will wait for the millennia to pass.

“Tell me, Clarice, would you ever say to me, “Stop. If you loved me, you’d stop?”

“Not in a thousand years.”

Not in a thousand years

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Within Temptation

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , on June 15, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Starlit Skye
Summary: A character piece in which Hannibal and Clarice, in a dance with the morning, meet halfway at last… and find solace within the temptation and insanity that is and will always be, part of their relationship.

A/N: This was written in May of last year, yet aside from showing it to friends, I’ve never posted it anywhere until two weeks ago. Initially an H&C fiction, I changed it to an original work of mine before returning to the source as the characters demanded. This is the last H&C work I wrote before I moved to the Harry Potter fandom.

The first and third part is written from Hannibal’s POV, the second section from Clarice’s. None of the characters are mine, and portions are used from an analysis of the Goldberg Variations, no copyright infringement is intended.

This story is divided into three parts. The first part is madness; the second, anxiety; the third, completion. Hopefully you’ll enjoy it.

–A Portata di Tentazione–

She rages.

She rages in the dark, rages in the north, rages on and on forevermore.

She rages within me.

I feel her beating, inside of me, familiar rhythm, in and out… in and out. Every time she starts again, a never-ending realm of heart and beat. She is one with me.

I love her more than I had ever known I was capable of. And even when she cries; even when she falls to the floor and burns with fever, or anger, or both, I cannot help adoring the fury, the wrath, the angel. She is immense, and is not aware of it. She fills me whole.

She sometimes freezes when she walks to me. Her steps are even and controlled, and then, within the very same timeframe, she stops, and everything has gone to hell again. She can’t hold her ground then, and she falls. She wants to be strong, this deep roller does. I love her for her strength and her unyielding spirit, her efforts to always try. But she will always fall.

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Wish Fulfillment

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , on June 15, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Lecterchick

She is walking, down a long hall, walking so far her feet hurt from the pressure of heel on marble. The only directions are forward and back. Trouble is, she doesn’t know which is which.

Echoes, footsteps, somewhere behind her. Vague scent of Drakkar and Close-Up toothpaste in the still, still air.

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Passion’s Rose

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Sara
Summary: Five years after the Hannibal film, Starling once again finds her man.
Rating: PG

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Thirty-nine-year-old Clarice Starling toured the city streets of London, England with a smile to her face. She stopped and stared at Buckingham Palace, admiring the old structure for all its beauty.

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I Cast Thee Out

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Acheron

Just a little piece… Not much, but enough.

These are the last words that a victim may hear, shortly before their demise at the hands of the GD.

Enjoy…

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From Within

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , , on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By IronandSilver (aka Screaming Ferret)

He is the whole of my being. He encompasses everything. He paints my world with the colors of fire, yet somehow I am not burned.

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Doin’ the Ugly

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Kabochon

Sex was good as it always was, as it always is, as he always knew it would be. Continue reading

Cooking Lessons: Zabaglione

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Kabochon

It was the evening after, and Clarice walked the floors of the villa, quite disturbed. She had not been able to go back to sleep after the previous night’s events. Foolish of her to be jealous. She knew better. There was no real justification in asking him about Mrs. Rosencranz. It was one of those rare times when she’d allowed herself to be ruled by lust and not logic. Well, never again. Hannibal lay next to her after spending several hours at his theremin and had not touched her since. They’d been together for only a few weeks and this had been a first.

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Mercy, Mercy, Mercy

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By indreams

Timeline: During Hannibal.

Since Clarice Starling hit the trail that morning, an eerie feeling had been with her. A sensation of closeness lingering over her like a buzzing in her ear. In her hands and arms, her chest and her head, and in her legs and feet she felt it. Every footfall was being matched, every move and turn anticipated so that when she looked back, she would never quite see the shadowy figure that loomed under the canopy of trees behind her.

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Starling and I

Posted in Hannibal Lecter Fanfiction with tags , , on June 14, 2010 by hannibalvisionsarchive

By Mischa

This strange little rambling here is inspired by a short story Borges and I (Borges y Yo, 1960) written by an Argentinean author Jorge Luis Borges (1899-1986). Actually I stole the idea completely, plus the structure and even some lines (heh heh), but the original story (the length of which is about the same as the length of the story you see down there) was just so thought-provoking that I had to write this. And it fit so nicely as a Lecteresque story… I think .

The timing of this one, if you wish to think any, is before or during the novel Hannibal.

-M

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Starling is the one of us who is always in the middle of action. I wander through the endless corridors and halls of Quantico and stop from the power of old habit and watch the portraits of past leaders. I get information about Starling through newspapers, when she has done something worth mentioning (like shot many bad guys) and sometimes I hear someone mentioning her name as I stumble through my everyday existence.

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