feygan: (Vaako)
Title: The Sound of Bells
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Ella Enchanted/Hannibal
Characters: Prince Charmont, Hannibal Lecter
Notes: Char is 7 in this story, and Hannibal is 12

Summary: Char tumbles off the trail into the Old Woods, chasing the sound of bells. It leads him to a boy.

*

Char had been told to stay out of the Old Woods. It was said to be a passage between worlds and was filled with powerful magics.

He hadn't been able to stop himself.

There'd been the tinkling of distant bells and he was tumbling off the trail and through the trees. His imagination created images of Lady Pollyanna's delightful dancing dog. She'd brought it for a visit one day in spring as a belated treat for his seventh birthday.

He'd played with the dog for hours, burying his fingers into its fluffy white fur. He'd laughed delightedly when the dog -- Moja -- would rise up on her back legs and dance whenever Lady Pollyanna snapped her fingers.

The silver bells dangling from Moja's red silk tutu would jangle as her tail wagged back and forth. The bells on her red leather collar would play counterpoint as she spun and twirled and performed the occasional flip.

From the instant he'd met Moja, Char was in love with her. She was the dog he'd always wanted.

And maybe that was why Lady Pollyanna had never returned to Court. Because when Char wanted things, his parents tended to ensure he got them. Even when the original owner didn't want to give them up.

He loved Moja, but he would never want to take her away from Lady Pollyanna. So he didn't ask that she be brought to see him. He just quietly missed the clever dog.

Until he heard the sound of her bells in the distance and none of the warnings he'd been given about the Old Woods were important. Because if Moja was in the Old Woods, she had to be lost. She needed his help. He had to find her.

He chased through the woods after the sound of bells. Farther and farther away from the track he ran until it was a distant memory and he was desperately lost.

But always there was the sound of bells drawing him onward.

Until he burst out of the trees into a clearing. And there was the trickle of a creek and a bank of green grass and small flowers. And sitting in a circle of toadstools, a chain of silver bells sounding their chimes between his hands, there was a boy.

A boy with startling reddish-brown eyes and sharp teeth he showed in a snarl when he saw Char.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Char said. He didn't let his fear show on his face and kept out of lunging range.

The boy cocked his head, a furrow forming between his brows. He said something in a strange language. It sounded like a question.

"I don't understand you," Char said. "Are you a fairy? Have you come to steal babies and curdle the milk?"

The boy didn't answer, though he stood up. Char took stock and figured the boy was a few years older than him, maybe as old as Alfie, the 12-year-old kitchen boy Char wasn't allowed to play with anymore. ("He's a peasant, Char. It's inappropriate for you to call him your friend.")

"Who are you?" Char asked. He curiously took in the boy's odd clothes -- trousers like he'd never seen before and a drab gray sweater with worn spots at the collar and cuffs.

"I'm Char," he said. At the boy's questioning sound, he tapped his own chest. "Char. Char. My name is Char."

"Ah," the boy said. He pointed at his own chin. "Hannibal. I am Hannibal."

"Ha-Hannibal," Char said. And smiled.

* * *

Hannibal was confused about how he had come to this place, but not sad.

He'd fed himself on thoughts of revenge. Wrapped himself tight in blankets of rage and hate. Fantasized fiercely over all the horrible things he would do to those men once he found them.

Those thoughts were distant now. As though everything from Before was a dream -- nightmare -- someone else had lived. Even sweet Mischa felt faraway, a bittersweet melody overwhelmed by the joyful ringing of the bells he held.

He sat cross-legged in the spot he'd woken and shook the bells. He ran the thick silver chain they hung from between his fingers, silencing some bells and causing others to sound.

Over and over he jangled the bells. He was spellbound by the sounds they made. He couldn't stop shaking them, over and over, a song building between his hands.

There was the snap of a twig breaking and a gasp.

Hannibal ran the bells through his hands one more time, then looked up, his lips already pulling back in a snarl. (No one would take his bells from him. They'd been in his hand when he woke up. They were his.)

There was a boy of around seven staring at him. Tousled brown curls and wide grayish-blue eyes gave him a cherubic appearance but there was stubbornness in the line of his jaw and the way he held his lips.

Hannibal knew he'd never seen the boy before. Yet there was the feeling of such familiarity and overwhelming fondness that he didn't know what to do at first.

Luckily the boy -- Char, as he introduced himself -- was happy to take charge.

Which was how Hannibal found himself tromping through the woods toward Char's home. The younger boy cheerily taught him the language as they walked.

The bells hung from Hannibal's waist and chimed with every step. The sound made him feel brave and bold, as though promising that everything was going to be good again, like before Mama and Papa and Mischa and the orphanage and all the bad things Hannibal had been through.

It made him wonder if someone had been listening to his prayers. The ones that didn't involve blood and death and ripping those men into tiny pieces. The prayers that begged for someone to save him.

Hannibal followed Char and allowed himself to hope, the sound of bells drawing him onward.

See? This is all I ever wanted for you Will. For both of us.
feygan: (Vaako)

YAHF: Eat Your Friends and Family
Author: Feygan
Fandom: BtVS/Hannibal

Browsing the racks of Ethan's Costume Shop, he found his eyes drawn to the mask and straitjacket combination against the wall. When he looked closer, he saw that the costume included a pair of hospital-style pants and a white tee shirt bundled in a gallon-sized Ziploc bag.

"Hm. 'Hannibal the Cannibal,'" he read. "Interesting."

The price was $18.95, which was--barely--within his ridiculously low budget. It seemed like kismet that he would buy the outfit.

Pulling the crumpled $20 out of his pocket, he headed toward the cash register. He had a feeling that this Halloween was going to be unforgettable.

* * *

He'd been in his cell, and now he was standing in a cramped bathroom with the sounds of an obnoxiously loud party vibrating through the door. It left him a bit confused... and peckish.

He pulled the hated mask from his face and dropped it in the garbage. He sneered at the straitjacket loosely draped around his shoulders and sent it to join the mask. Then he washed his face, straightened his hair, and riffled through the cupboards and drawers until he found something that made him grin.

Hannibal Lecter left the bathroom with a box cutter loosely held in his fist.

He didn't know how he'd come to this place, but he knew that tonight would be memorable.

feygan: (lucifer)
Ugh, I have to change Breeder. I can't have Cat Grant be in the story anymore, not since I saw the pilot episode of Supergirl. Sorry to say, but Callista Flockhart has completely killed my Cat Grant boner. The idea of her hyper-botoxed O-face makes all the sex scenes into grossness and garbage to me. I cannae do it.

I'll find a different female Daily Planet reporter to use and move on from there.
feygan: (yamiflower)
Title: Breeder
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Man of Steel
Genre: alien biology, sci-fi
Rating: Mature
Summary: The seeds of Krypton are inside Kal-El. With the destruction of the Genesis machine, the contingency plan goes into affect. He is driven to breed.

Clark was stepping out of the shower when someone rang the doorbell, following it up with a brisk rap of the knuckles. He wiped his feet on the bathmat and quickly dried himself with a towel before superspeeding into the bedroom to dress in sweatpants and an age softened tee shirt.
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feygan: (lucifer)
Title: Breeder
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Man of Steel
Genre: alien biology, sci-fi
Rating: Mature
Summary: The seeds of Krypton are inside Kal-El. With the destruction of the Genesis machine, the contingency plan goes into affect. He is driven to breed.

It was a relief to be back in his apartment. Never before had he so clearly understood the idea of being seen as a piece of meat. There'd been so many people eying him on the walk home that he'd felt stripped bare.
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feygan: (madhatter)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

When he was twelve years old a routine physical had identified him as a Bearer. There'd always been the possibility, as his grandmother had been a participant of the fertility studies of the late-1960s. She'd been unable to conceive, and it was only the experimental compound RX-972 that had allowed his father to be born.
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feygan: (lucifer)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

The medicinal smell came to him first followed by the realization that he was lying on one of the cots in the infirmary. There was the rhythmic beeping of machines to let him know that his heart was still beating, not that he could have been confused about it with the headache he was suffering from.
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feygan: (yamiflower)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

He smoothed his expression, hoping he didn't look as out of it as he felt.
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feygan: (wicked)

Saw the first episode of "Code Black." Makes me wonder if anyone has written a Code Black/Trophy Wife crossover yet where Marcia Gay Harden's character is the only survivor of the family. Like maybe there was a big car accident or something, and all three kids, her ex-husband, and the other two wives were killed.

"Who did you lose?"
"Everyone."

She switches to the ER and focuses on her job. She refuses to let her grief overwhelm her, even though it's not something she can let go of.

feygan: (madhatter)
Science has taken the next step. Womb transplants are now a thing.

It's still early days, so I wouldn't rush out to volunteer for the procedure, but at some point in the near future, transgender women will be able to have the full works done. Including the ability to give birth to children of their own, most likely through C-section at first.

We are definitely living in a time of change.
feygan: (madhatter)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

It was hard getting his day started. A large part of him wanted to wallow in his bed, but he knew he couldn't give in to that kind of self-pity. He needed to keep moving.
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feygan: (yamiflower)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

He pressed his face into the pillow, breathing through the thick stuffing. He was wrapped up like a burrito and he didn't care how much Yancy teased him later. It felt good, like a full body hug. It was something that he needed.
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feygan: (yami - hand on face)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

"Stop staring at me. I'm fine." Raleigh chewed and swallowed, refusing to meet Yancy's eyes.
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feygan: (yami - hand on face)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

It was better to allow his brain the freedom to express itself as it wanted. It seemed to be a natural way for his mind to release the stresses associated with the Pons system. And usually the Ghost Drift only lasted a few seconds. Most people didn't even notice anything was happening even when he was experiencing a flashback right in front of them.
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feygan: (wicked)
Title: Breeder
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Man of Steel
Genre: alien biology, sci-fi
Rating: Mature

Not because she could do anything to him, but because of what it all represented. He was at the center of whatever was happening, and it was affecting the minds of of people around him.
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feygan: (yamiflower)
Title: Breeder
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Man of Steel
Genre: alien biology, sci-fi

By the time he made it to his desk, Clark was feeling a bit hunted. He didn't usually draw this amount of attention unless he was being Superman, and then he was usually sure they were staring at his cape. This time everyone was staring at him. It made him feel self-conscious of how he held his arms and whose eyes he met too long.
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Kim Davis

Sep. 9th, 2015 02:04 pm
feygan: (yami - hand on face)

Dammit, I know better than to get involved in political arguments with him, but sometimes... he pushes my buttons. I don't know if he's doing it on purpose to get a rise out of me, but all it does is make me angry.
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Anyways, about the Kim Davis thing: She went to jail for contempt of court. If she continues to refuse doing her job, she will have real charges brought against her. So either she does what she's supposed to do, or she will be looking for a new job.

Keep hating on her, but don't think that she's in any way signficant. In fifty years, kids will hear her story and be grossed out by the nasty bigoted woman. The only thing important about her is what she can show us about other people.

Only a political idiot would show her support. Take note of every politican that stands by her and don't vote for them in the future.

feygan: (yami - hand on face)
Title: RaSta (working title)
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Raleigh Becket/Stacker Pentecost
Genre: action, romance, mpreg
Summary: Young Raleigh Becket has a crush on Stacker Pentecost. Shit happens, as it's wont to do.

"We won't embarrass the PPDC," Raleigh said. He stared down at his tray, afraid to meet Stacker's eyes. He didn't know what he'd do if he saw even a trace of disgust there.
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feygan: (wicked)
Title: Flight
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Batman
Pairing: Nigma/Crane, slash
Main Characters: Edward Nigma, Jonathan Crane

There was pain. Edward knew that much. But whatever drugs Jonathan was pumping through his veins kept the pain a distant non-priority. It let him drift until his thoughts began to coalesce back together.
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