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Whatever OTP you ship, put it aside - be open minded and please read this amazing doctor!au by @teenie1227 . That part I just shared got me laughing out loud (and I am not joking about this coz I hardly laughed out loud when reading fics) till my tummy hurts and my eyes water.
I got a favourite quote from this fic that got me smiling the whole day today:
How smart is that? “Cardio misses you.” said by Head of Cardiac Surgery aka Jung Hottie.
Anyway guys, read this fic it’s 78378 words long in 27 chapters.
teenie1227
♡♡♡♡♡♡ Thank you for the kind words. :)
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Inspired by @teenie1227‘s These Violent Delights. I recommend it to everyone who’s into sci-fi! It’s a Westworld AU but it can definitely be read without having watched the source material (it’s just great honestly).
teenie1227
THANK YOU NINN IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL
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bts and army are each other’s universe 🌌 💜
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191029 BTS_official’s Tweet
[#오늘의방탄] Hello, Seoul! 어제보다 오늘 더 나를 사랑할 수 있게 되었기를! LY 투어부터 SY 투어까지 길고도 짧았던 62회차 공연! 끝까지 응원과 사랑을 보내준 아미들 고맙습니다🥳 Good Bye SY! #더파이널3회차공연 #SY투어막공
[#Today’sBangtan] Hello, Seoul! May you love yourself more today than yesterday! From the LY TOUR to the SY TOUR, the long yet short 62nd concert! Thank you to the ARMYs who sent us support and love until the end🥳 Good Bye SY! #TheFinal3rdConcert #SYTOURLastConcert
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love yourself era: august 11th 2017 - october 29th 2019
the end of an era. thank you bts for a wonderful one filled with one of the most meaningful messages of them all; the importance of self-love ♡
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191029 Namjoon’s Tweet
안녕 LY SY ! 즐거웠어 😂 (Feat. 넬 형들) #지나가 #사랑합니다
Bye LY SY ! It was fun 😂 (Feat. NELL hyungs) #everythingoes #LoveYou
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thank you namjoon <3
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man, you're a lover
cr. fate_jimin, freesia_kookmin, lookatmin1013
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191029 SYS THE FINAL DAY 3
This one really hurts. You rarely see him break down like this.
(Cr Twitter: MoNiJuNi)
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absolutely no one :
jikook : you’re me, I’m you
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mimibtsghost
GREAT WORDS FROM OUR GREAT LEADER. *SOBBING*
Cr: fancam twt zeo__ng | Tr twt btsdailystats | Gifs @mimibtsghost
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Title: Pretty Kitty
Author: Stratumgermanitivum
Artist: @KKrey9art
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Tags: Human/Animal Hybrids, Animal Traits, Slavery, Slow Burn, Discussions of past abuse/rape, Nonconsensual drugging, Murder, Cannibalism, Bigotry
Posting date: November 21st
Summary:
Human Hybrid Pets have been on the market for decades. Hannibal has never seen the point to them; another creature to feed and water and entertain in an already busy life. However, when he finds a Cat Hybrid digging around in his pantry, he finds himself intrigued by the creature. Feral, vicious, and untrusting, Will is a far cry from the pampered, stupid Hybrid Pets Hannibal has known up until now. And Hannibal has always been drawn in by the different, and the violent.
Preview:
The intelligent creature who’d spoken to Hannibal in his pantry seemed to have vanished. In his place was a feral thing, wild and furious. Will hissed, long and loud through his teeth, and smacked at the doctor again.
“D’you mind?” Dr. Heller asked desperately. Hannibal sighed, stepping up alongside Will and pulling his wrists back and out of the way. Will panicked, thrashing in his grip. Dr. Heller stepped in between his thighs, out of range of Will’s flailing feet, and checked his heartbeat, his lungs, ears, eyes, and even, with some difficulty, his fangs. The second Hannibal released him, Will was off like a shot, crawling under the bench seat along the side of the room, spine pressed against the cinderblock wall. Hannibal politely averted his eyes. In his opinion, Will calmed much faster if he felt unobserved.
“If there’s nothing else you need from me, I should really be on my way.”
Dr. Heller hesitated. He looked from Will to Hannibal, and Hannibal realized with a growing resignation that he was not likely to make his afternoon appointments, either.
“Can I talk to you outside, mister…?”
“Doctor,” Hannibal corrected, “Dr. Hannibal Lecter. Lead the way.”
They left Will alone, under the bench. The second they shut the door behind them, an ominous crash rang out from the sealed examination room. Dr. Heller winced.
“As you’ve seen,” Dr. Heller began, “Will has a certain… temperament.”
Hannibal had, in fact, noticed. Privately, he suspected much of Will’s temper came from the way Dr. Heller and his associate insisted on talking about him as if he didn’t speak English. As he didn’t particularly care how Dr. Heller ran his shelter, Hannibal kept that thought to himself.
“He’s a bit aggressive,” Hannibal agreed. He knew very well where this was going.
“He’s attacked three of his past owners,” Dr. Heller admitted, “One to the point of needing stitches, and there’s no record of what he got up to before he came to us. He runs off every chance he gets, will not consent to be pet or handled, and pretends he doesn’t speak when we try to engage him in conversation.”
Dr. Heller was not doing a very good job of making his point, to an ordinary man. Hannibal was not an ordinary man. He’d latched on to the first comment, that of the attacks. Pets were not known to be violent. Even those who’d been the victim of some trauma or abuse tended to be more fearful than vicious. It was all part of the breeding, keeping mild traits going and ending any lines that started to grow out of hand. But nature could only influence so much. Hannibal wondered what environment Will had come from, to grow so violent beyond his natural design.
“And despite all that,” Dr. Heller continued, glancing hopefully towards Hannibal, “I like the feral little thing.”
Hannibal did not point out that, had Will stood straight and still, he would have been taller than Dr. Heller.
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Title:
Author: IVNwrites Artist: Hannibalisanass Rating: M Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Tags: Repo! The Genetic Opera Au, warning: Drug dealing and consumption, mild violence, minor medical procedures, hidden identities, slow burn-ish Posting date: November 14 Summary: Learning to trust a stranger you regularly meet at an ungodly hour of the morning is never easy. Things become even harder when one of you deals a highly addictive opioid and the other is a legally sanctioned corporate murderer. Preview:
The last of the drifters peeled off as they usually did near two in the morning, leaving Will alone in the light but steady rain. Well, not quite alone. There was still the man across the street
He’d been lurking in the opening of an alleyway for at least the past hour just watching Will from a distance without approaching. He didn’t look like one of the spooks GeneCo sent every once in a while to scare dealers off the street, but he didn’t look like Will’s normal clientele either. The man wore a long black raincoat over dark grey jeans and a pair of battered combat boots. The heavy duty black dust mask covering his mouth and nose showed he cared more about protecting his identity than one of the strung out junkies that were usually the only ones out at this hour.
Will strode across the wet pavement to stand just out of the man’s reach, arms folded over his chest with a half smirk. “Can I help you, or were you planning to just stare at me all night?”
The man cocked his head and shifted out of his stance leaning against the wall. If it weren’t for the mask, Will would say he was amused by the confrontation. “How much for a single vial?”
“900.” He waited for the man to turn and leave the way everyone before him had at the price.
Instead, the man nodded and reached into a pocket of his coat to pull out a credit chip, holding it in an open palm so Will could see the 1000 glowing on the value display. “And how much for your silence?”
“That’s complementary.”
There was something like a smile around the man’s eyes above the mask. “Very well then.” The man kept his hand extended as Will retrieved a vial from a pocket sewn beneath his lapel, taking a step forward to align their palms. He caught the man’s eyes and let the vial fall, snagging the credit chip with his fingertips before he backed away.
The man turned to leave, and iIn the sudden emptiness it struck Will just how bizarre the encounter had been. He took a breath and called out. “Is that all?”
The man looked back and raised an eyebrow. “Do you need anything else?”
“I suppose not.”
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Interrupting our Promo posting to let you all know there is a new kid on the Big Bang block! Please go and check it out and give it some support!