Buddy Wittenborn in Evening (2007) / Grigg in The Jane Austen book club (2007) / Adam Raki in Adam (2009) / Will Graham in Hannibal
(2013-2015) / Ellis Ashmead-Bartlett in Deadline Gallipoli (2015) / Cal Roberts in The Path (2016)
Today is my darling @desperatelyseekingcannibals‘ birthday and so I wrote a little thing featuring their favourite movie Mads (Elias, from Men and Chicken) and their favourite movie Hugh (Grigg, from the Jane Austen Book Club). Happy birthday to my dear friend Max, I hope you enjoy <3<3<3
It all started with an argument. Well, less an
argument than Jocelyn telling Grigg why he was wrong and Grigg trying
to be pleasant while defending himself. It was something she’d always
done, when they were dating and only slightly less now that they
weren’t. Grigg didn’t mind it, really; Joss meant well, she just had
this unfortunate habit of always believing she was right about
everything. Unfortunately, what started as a fairly good-natured
discussion about the relative merits of paper versus e-books (Joss,
inevitably, was wedded to her dead trees, while Grigg, equally
inevitably, was delighted by the way that touchscreens felt like
something straight out of the future) had now descended into a personal
attack on Grigg’s good nature.
“You’re talking out your ass, Joss,” Grigg told her, patience at having his personality dragged through the mud wearing thin.
“It’s true!” she retorted. “You’re completely undiscerning. You like
everyone, doesn’t matter if they’re rude, or boring, or stupid. My dogs
are choosier about the company they keep!”
“Clearly untrue, given that they happily spend most of their time with you!”
“Keep it civil, you two,” Bernadette murmured, from her seat opposite
them. Most of the other club members had wandered off into Allegra’s
kitchen, waiting for Joss and Grigg to finish their bickering before the
official discussion could recommence.
“All I’m saying is, it’s lovely that you’re so, well, lovely,”
Jocelyn offered (all typical alpha condescension, in Grigg’s opinion),
“but if you just like everybody by default, it’s basically the same as
not liking anybody at all! It doesn’t mean anything when you like
someone, if you just automatically like everyone.”
“Look, I still think that’s crap, and an excuse for you being your
usual judge-first-ask-questions-later self, but it’s not even true
anyway. I don’t like everybody,” Grigg protested.
“No?” Joss looked at the omega doubtfully. “Name one single person you don’t like. Just one and I’ll drop the whole thing.”
“Fine. Easy,” Grigg told her.
“Real people, Grigg, not politicians or celebrities,” came the proviso.
“No problem.” There were plenty of people he couldn’t stand. Must be dozens of them.
It was just that Grigg was having real difficulty bringing one to mind right now.
Minutes passed as Grigg racked his brains, and a smug smile spread
across Joss’ face. It was infuriating enough for Grigg to simply grab
the first name that came to mind. “Well… Elias is pretty weird…”
Elias was the new member of the book club, having joined three months
previously. He had moved all the way from Denmark to California, after
some incident with his family that no one could quite grasp the nature
of. Apparently he had decided his destination by throwing a dart at a
map, instead of considering such little details as where he might get a
job, or the fact that he knew no one in the country, let alone the
state. It was the latter issue that had brought him to the book club,
after meeting Bernadette at a speed dating event. She hadn’t wanted to
date the alpha, but had taken pity on the strange man, who clearly
didn’t have anybody in his life, and had invited him to join their
group. It wasn’t her most popular decision.
None of the other members could stand Elias, with his awkward manners
and brusque attitude, with the way he would talk over them and
criticise their opinions. He was loud, opinionated, obnoxious and
eccentric. More than eccentric, frankly, he was just plain weird, given
to flights of Walter Mitty-like exaggeration about his accomplishments
and his prowess as an alpha. Elias was rude. He was overbearing. He was
horribly pedantic. He was just, well, really hard to like.
(Even if Grigg did rather enjoy the way Elias would ride roughshod
over Jocelyn’s opinions. And the dry sense of humour he displayed when
he wasn’t being a jackass. And the way he would give out hugs for no
reason at all, holding Grigg against his large, warm, surprisingly solid
body. And the way he smelled fucking fantastic, the kind of scent that
would make even a beta sit up and take notice, and was, to Grigg’s
sensitive omega nose, good enough to take a bath in.)
He was also, judging by Bernie’s horrified expression and the rough inhale of breath behind Grigg, standing right behind him.
Grigg cringed, and turned slowly, to be met with teary eyes and a trembling mouth that sat oddly on a fifty-ish bull of a man.
“Elias, I didn’t,” Grigg started, but with a strangled noise, Elias
dropped the book he had been holding and rushed from the house.
“Oops,” Jocelyn said, insincerity dripping from every pore, and it
was all Grigg could do not to give her a telling off in the middle of
Allegra’s living room. Instead he simply glared at her and took off
after Elias, grabbing the dropped book and shoving it inside his jacket
as he went.
For days and days now, I haven’t felt like writing. And I wondered why. Was it because of the show? Because of what happened or was about to happen on-screen? What? WHAT? And then yesterday, I stayed away from the fandom in general because I went out for a lunch with friends and then we went to see Dunkirk and then I watched The Jane Austen Book Club and… suddenly, my muses came back and prodded me to sit down and write and I wrote 2.300 words in one go.
Conclusion? Note to self? Stay away from the SH fandom. Being a member of its general population stopped being fun at some point last year but lately, the whole thing’s become an ugly swamp. I guess I just needed a reminder that I didn’t owe anything to anyone, not even the time of my day.
Ah, sometimes, a dose of RL does one a world of good.
Whenever we see a new Mads character, we as a fandom solemnly and with great deliberation proceed to ship him with EVERY POSSIBLE PERMUTATION OF HUGH. Sometimes more than one of each!! This festival has been amazing for the most ingenious pairings, and i think we all have new favorites now. Let it never end!
The Roundups will be broken into Mads/Hugh pairs, Hannibal Rarepairs,
and a special category shoutout for Femslash Rarepairs, because WOW!!
NICE JOB FANNIBALS!!! There will be separate posts for Art and Fic, for
a total of six, and then we will sent out one final post with all of
the post links.
He paused, turning his head to the side and seeing that man coming his way. A thought crossed his mind of casting a spell to rid the annoyance of his speech entirely but instead thought it easier to just take the package.
The man smiled in excitement and and he regretted the decision immediately.
“You’re welcome! It was sort of ripped and falling out so I patched it up, it was a beautiful book cover I love books, is it a first edition or something?”
His eyes nearly glowed with anger when he growled, “You have dared to touch it?”
His neighbor Grigg. he suddenly recalled the name being given to him several times over the short time he’d been here, lost the sunny disposition that had been plaguing him. “I just didn’t…I’m sorry.”
Abruptly he turned away, “Do not speak to me again,” stomping down the hallway and up the stairs towards his home wondering if all of his chances of regaining the power stolen from him were now lost.