Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese on Fleet Street (entrance down the
alley known as Wine Office Court) is possibly one of London’s best known “olde” pubs. Rebuilt in 1667 after the Great Fire, over the years it has had many
famous “regulars”, including Charles Dickens, Arthur Conan Doyle, Alfred
Tennyson, Mark Twain and P. G. Woodhouse. It was also a favourite haunt of
journalists back in the days when Fleet Street was still the hub of the British
For around 40 years, Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese was
home to Polly, an African Grey parrot with a penchant for spouting obscenities
and imitating popping corks. He/she (no one is entirely sure) was incredibly
popular with the regulars, and even received visits from such famous people as
Charlie Chaplin. When Polly died in 1926, around 200 newspapers marked the
death with an obituary, and the sad news was read out on 2LO (the BBC’s London
radio station at the time). Despite being an ex-parrot, Polly can still be
found at the pub today, stuffed and kept inside a glass case above the bar.
More fic recs for you fabulous fannibals, this time round there’s rare pairs a-plenty, actual devil Will Graham, and a fabulous Pacific Rim crossover AU
The Marriage of
Heaven and Hell: Volume 1 by @fragile-teacup (fragile-teacup (Mrs_Gene_Hunt)):
So what are the chances that Will and Hannibal emerge from the Atlantic with
all their issues resolved, finally a stable unit, murder husbands for life?
Pretty much none, right? Certainly, in this beautifully-written post-TWotL fic,
there is still a massive amount of that typical Hannigram miscommunication,
obfuscation and downright stubbornness that keeps our boys from their happy
ending. None of which is made better by Hannibal keeping Will sedated while he
recovers from his injuries, or by sequestering them in the house of the one
person guaranteed to drive Will out of his mind with jealousy… Centred on that
dinner hinted at by the post-credits scene in TWotL, this winds the tension
between Will and Hannibal (and Bedelia) to a fever pitch, in an absolute riot
of bitchiness, resentment and pining. And then busts everything wide open when
Will just can’t keep his emotions under wraps any longer…
Tomorrow, More Sun by @shiphitsthefan: Beardogs (Nigel/Lee) is a new pairing for me but it took
precisely five paragraphs of this fantastic fic to make me fall in love. For
those who aren’t aware, Lee is the Hugh from the infamous “I like bears” gif,
and more specifically is an adorable ball of sass and joy who loves wine and is
suffering from terminal cancer (but don’t worry, this is very much not an
angsty story). Anyway, our tale begins when Lee is suffering from the worst
post-chemo effects of his life and, desperate for relief, begs his dealer – a
certain formerly very bad man from Bucharest – to drive out in the snow and
provide him with a hit. Now, I mentioned the part where Lee likes bears, right?
And there’s no-one more bearlike than Nigel – even “New Nigel,” who’s had to
reform his ways (a little) as a result of the bullet in his brain landing him
in a wheelchair – and Lee is, unsurprisingly, infatuated. There follows a
charming and romantic tale of getting high, telling wicked jokes, and maybe,
just maybe, falling in love (but definitely getting the best shag of either
To Fuel Your Radiance
by @fancybedelia (GoldenUsagi): Mischa Lecter should have died. Should
have… and did, except that her brother made a deal with the devil. Hannibal’s
soul in exchange for Mischa’s life. Some forty years later, the devil pays
Hannibal a visit (disguised as a rather handsome, blue-eyed man named Will) in
order to see what he’s done with his life. And, as is the Hannigram way, a
mutual interest quickly turns to something much more twisted and obsessive. The
brilliant thing about this AU is that, despite being a devilishly sexy
(literally), self-assured, phenomenally powerful version of himself, Will is
still Will. He’s not some malevolent, flamboyant devourer of souls, he’s still
conflicted and weighed down by the nature of what he is. Which leaves Hannibal
to take up the role of tempter (yes, even to the Devil himself), drawing Will
into killing with him (which, admittedly, takes much less effort with this
version!) and falling helplessly in love with the beast that emerges.
Ugly by @slashyrogue
(nightliferogue): We as a fandom should be immensely grateful to count
slashy as one of our number. She turns out a frankly staggering number of AUs
and rare pair fics (in addition to her wonderful Hannigram works) and they are
all, without exception, imaginative and beautifully written. Recently she’s
been writing a lot of Basic Chickens and this, her most recent (at the time of
writing) might be the best yet. When Elias finds a strange, black egg in
amongst the chickens, his superstitious brothers order him to smash it, fearing
it contains a demon. Elias (of course, this is Elias) refuses, and tends to the
egg until it hatches, revealing a small, black, winged monster, which Elias
decides to keep, christening it “Ugly.”
Which is all well and good until it turns out that Ugly also sometimes takes
the form of a man (quickly renamed Adam) whose determined seduction of Elias
has worrying, potentially dangerous side-effects. This is Basic Chickens with a
brilliant supernatural twist and the story is sexy, sweet, constantly
surprising and very, very much worth your time.
Stricken by @crossroadscastiel (peacefrog): So say, instead of landing on the rocks at
the bottom of that cliff, Will and Hannibal instead land in a completely
different universe, one where everything seems to be the same, except that
they’re not dead from their horrifying injuries. Seems like a win, right? Oh,
except there’s the little issue of Hannibal suddenly producing slick and the
pair of them needing to shag like bunnies every five minutes or they’ll
explode. Yep, the boys are not in Baltimore anymore, they’re in an omegaverse,
Hannibal’s in heat, and if they can stop knotting each other’s brains out for
long enough, they’re going to need to have a serious talk about feelings. Wanna
bet how well that turns out? This is such a fun exploration of the omegaverse
concept, with our intrepid murder husbands utterly baffled by what’s happening
to them and how they can deal with it. It’s also sexy and sweet as hell – if you’re
not into a/b/o, give this a shot, I’d be surprised if it doesn’t change your
Ananta by @unicornmagic (canis_m): A what-if
fic, with the what-if in question being ‘how might things have gone, had
Hannibal not rubber-stamped Will back into the field but instead recommended hereceive further treatment. Oh, and
asked him on a date while he’s at it.’ Well, in this ‘verse, it means Will
stays away from murder scenes while Hannibal takes his place, that Will starts therapy
with a certain blonde ice-queen, and Will has to navigate the beginnings of a
relationship with Hannibal while contemplating when he should reveal that he’s
asexual. This is a beautifully-paced, patiently crafted exploration of the
complex relationship between these two characters and the ways in which they
fit together with each other unlike with anyone else. Will’s asexuality is
written with grace and sensitivity, as the writer explores the other, less
obvious intimacies that he and Hannibal share. If you need something lovely in
your life, read this.
The Best of All
Possible Worlds by @desperatelyseekingcannibals (TigerPrawn): Mortimer
(from Hysteria) is one of my
favourite Hugh roles, so I’m always delighted when the adorable, slightly
bumbly doctor turns up in a fic. And this one is so much fun, pairing Mortimer
with Galen from Rogue One (via
some timey-wimey shenanigans that land Galen back in ye olde England) and
developing a very sweet romance between the two, even as they try to figure out
how to get Galen home. These are two of the most decent characters in the
madancy back catalogue and they work really wonderfully together, Mortimer’s
eager earnestness nicely grounded by Galen’s steadiness. Plus I was very
pleasantly surprised by how much chemistry the characters have together – not to
put to fine a point on it, but they’re wicked hot XD. The rare pairs phenomenon
is truly the gift that keeps on giving and this is one of my favourite ships to
come out of it, please do hop on board and prepare to be totally charmed.
A Way to Live by @sugarmaus (Sugarmouse): Hannibal Lecter is in the market for a new slave.
He goes through them quickly, always on the lookout for some elusive something
that even Hannibal doesn’t seem able to define. When he spots Will Graham in
the dealer’s catalogue, he thinks there’s a chance he may have found it, and
when he sees the man in the flesh he is almost certain of it. But Hannibal soon
learns an important lesson: Never Underestimate Will Graham. And so begins a
complex, high-stakes game of shifting identities and hidden desires between
master and slave, with Hannibal’s rigid control slipping further and further as
he loses himself to his fascination with getting inside Will’s mind.
Essentially an AU in which Hannibal can buy and dispose of murder interns
instead of influencing them via therapy this is a sharp and intense character
study of our darling cannibal. Hannibal’s ennui and loneliness are front and
centre here as he both strives to gain control over Will and hopes that he will
not be able to. It’s fascinating, compelling, intelligent stuff, with more than
a few surprises up its sleeves.
Fais Do-Do by @moku-youbi: Will is on the run. He has lost control and shot a man, and
now he’s tasted blood for the first time and Jack Crawford is on his tail.
Which is how he winds up staying at The Little Bear Inn, owned by Mischa Lecter
and currently being run by her brother while she is unwell. Of course, this is
an establishment run by the Lecters, so nothing is quite as it seems and it may
not turn out to be the safe haven Will is looking for. Even if Hannibal is
unexpectedly easy to talk to (and not too hard on the eyes, either). Then
again, Will’s got some secrets of his own, and we all know what happens to
people who underestimate Will Graham… This is a really fun trip through some
classic horror tropes, stylishly fusing a Hitchcockian vibe with supernatural
elements as Will’s paranoia grows in the face of the Lecters’ strange behaviour
and the threat of Jack hunting him down. It’s atmospheric, sexy, and thrilling –
old-fashioned horror at its very best.
An American Empath in
London by @legohanniballecter (MaddyHughes): In this (very slight) Sherlock
crossover AU, Jack loans out Will to Scotland Yard in order to aid them in
investigating a series of horrific murders involving Tory politicians (seeing
as their normal consulting detective recently jumped off a roof…). Except here,
Will hasn’t met Hannibal Lecter, not until he sits next to him on the plane to
London, that is, though it doesn’t take long for the pair to become intimately acquainted. Yeah, ain’t no
slow burn around here, and Will finds himself in a strange city, attempting to
deal with a case that frustrates him, a police force that doesn’t understand
him, and an intense, overwhelming attraction to a man he barely knows. Not to
mention that Hannibal’s up to his usual tricks: murder, manipulation, and
winding Will Graham up to see how he goes. Two years in the making, this densely-plotted,
highly intelligent case fic also features some seriously intense Hannigram,
with its trademark mix of sexual tension, blood and mind games turned up to the
nth degree. I highly recommend giving it a shot – once I started, I found it nigh-on
impossible to put down!
And Do Abominable
Things With Grace by @thedancingwalrus-blog (The_Dancing_Walrus): I love
and adore Pacific Rim, let’s get that out of the way. That said, it’s not
exactly the subtlest movie ever made
and I always kind of wished they’d done more to explore the concept of
drifting. Well, wish granted and with Hannigram into the bargain in this
fascinating crossover AU. Set sometime in s2, after Will’s mistrial but before
his release, things diverge sharply from canon when Beverly and the FBI arrest
Hannibal for his crimes. And then leave canon in the fucking dust when the
first Kaiju arrives and Will and Hannibal are kidnapped by the government to be
used as guinea pigs in the development of drift technology. Of course, it turns
out that fusing the consciousnesses of two people like Will and Hannibal – who
are pretty much inextricably bonded from their first glance anyway – has some
interesting, and not altogether pleasant, side-effects. This is a genuinely
stunning piece of work, playing with POVs and levels of consciousness to
portray the invasive intimacy of being forcibly mind-melded with another person
and written with a lyrical, experimental style that is both effective and
highly memorable. It also has one of the most interesting, insightful
depictions of the relationship between Hannibal and Will I’ve had the fortune
to read – by turns sad, hopeful and endearing, and never less than utterly
Caging the Beast by Vulcanmi:
How many have us have begged pleaded wondered how things
might have gone if Will had called off his Mizumono dinner plans with Jack and
Hannibal? In this AU the stupid idiot our intrepid empath does just
that, and, having realised that he doesn’t want to live in a world where
Hannibal is behind bars, sets about constructing one in which he can tame the
beast and put it in a cage of his own. His decision sets everybody on an
unfamiliar path but while some things change (no Florentine jaunt for Bedelia
this time), others just can’t be avoided (Mason still needs to be someone’s
bacon, and Will and Hannibal still dance around each other like a pair of
nervous teenagers). Or put off forever, as Will’s growing awareness of the nature
of his feelings for Hannibal shows. Many Mizumono fix-its focus on the murder
fam running off together and trying to avoid capture. This takes the opposite
approach, keeping everybody in Baltimore with the inherent dangers and tensions
that involves, extending the game between Will, Hannibal and Jack, even as the
former two inch their way towards true Murder Husband status. It’s a
fascinating reframing of canon, retaining many elements from s3 but with Will
and Hannibal acting as a team and a family. I lost count of the number of times
I sighed “If only…” while I was reading this – if you still dream of what could
have been that rainy night in Baltimore, this is definitely the fic for you.
Yet Another Hannigram
S1 AU (series) by @coloredink: Fans of intense, complex, drawn-out
conversations between Will and Hannibal (which is… all of us, right?) will be
in heaven with this two-part series set sometime post-Tobias Budge in s1. Both
instalments see the boys thrust into close living quarters and exploring the
powerful but confusing nature of their relationship. In and built a little house that we could live in, Will takes Hannibal
up on the offer of using his vacation house for a week, on one condition:
Hannibal comes with him. There follow seven days in which two solitary men
begin to realise they might not want to be solitary anymore, and tentatively
negotiate how that might work. By contrast, there’s nothing tentative in
follow-up a tower to broadcast all our
dreams, in which Will and Hannibal have to pretend to live together as a
couple in order to draw out a serial killer. The pretence soon gives way to
something else, but when you’re the Chesapeake Ripper, deciding you want a
boyfriend comes with extra complications… This series is a beautiful riff on
some favourite tropes, the second instalment in particular playing on the “fake
date” with brilliant results. It also lets us see a charmingly domestic version
of Hannigram, investing time and care in building up the relationship without
sacrificing the dark and twisted aspects of their story. And really, does it
get any better than domestic fluff with a bit of murder on the side? Nah, didn’t
As ever, if there are bad links, or I’ve misattributed anything, let me know and I’ll fix it lickety-split. Happy reading, lovely fannibals!
Where is the horse? Where the young warrior? Where now the gift-giver?
Where are the feast-seats? Where all the hall-joys?
Alas for the bright cup! Alas byrnied warrior!
Alas the lord’s glory! How this time hastens,
grows dark under night-helm, as it were not!
Stands now behind the dear warband
a wondrous high wall, varied with snake-shapes,
warriors forsaken by might of the ash-spears,
corpse-hungry weapons–famous that fate–
and this stone-cliff storms dash on;
snowstorm, attacking, binds all the ground,
tumult of winter, when the dark one comes,
night-shadow blackens, sends from the north
rough hailstorm in anger toward men.
All is the earth-realm laden with hardship,
fate of creation turns world under heaven.
Here goldhoard passes, here friendship passes,
here mankind passes, here kinsman passes:
all does this earth-frame turn worthless!
So said the one wise in mind, at secret conclaves sat him apart.
Good, he who keeps faith, nor too quickly his grief
from his breast makes known, except he, noble, knows how beforehand to do cure with courage.
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Things Fable II included 6 years ago without any fuss, so why does every other video game developer find it so hard?
NPCs that can be straight, gay, and bisexual
Player characters that can romance any gender
Player characters that can marry any gender
Polysexual PCs can woo as many NPCs at once as they want, and marry multiple people at once (who may or may not be upset about it, but still)
If you prefer not to romance anybody at all, you can completely skip it without any loss to the storyline.
Male PCs can wear traditionally-female clothing and makeup, and female PCs can wear traditionally-male clothing and have facial hair
A quest where a father is asking you to find a wife for his son, but the son secretly prefers men, and if you fix him up on a date with a guy, the son will come out to his father, and his father is actually really cool about it
NPCs of many ethnicities
Did I mention this game is set in Olden Times? As tired as I am of Ye Olde Imaginary England they still managed to include all of this stuff without any whining about “historical accuracy” - so what’s your excuse, other games?
You simply point out people in the games are super white and all these peeps come out of the shadows like “historical accuracy”.
As it has been pointed out, Nancy time traveled to the 1930′s? No explanation needed?
Games where ppl really didn’t need to be white were white?
Like imagine. Just imagine. If one of these games just featured an entire cast of black characters. No explanation given.
Everybody would be on anon “I’m not racist…buttttttt… y is everybody black?”
Why is it that the existence of poc has to be justified? Its like that one post where that person was questioning the black dude being in maleficent and not the giant fucking dragon
Or something is set in ye olde england and ppl act like poc haven’t been invented yet and therefore can’t exist?
Why is it that he only time we can have some asian character, we gotta have it set in Japan? Why cant there be an asian character in a game set in England? We had a game set in Georgia- Georgia, a state that is 30% black, and 4% asian. 4% any race other than these, with a population of like 10 million.
So the point is not “oooh it has an all white cast we’re gonna boycott it” or that there is anything inherently wrong with that. The point is that this is like the 10th game in a row with an all white cast. People want to see someone who looks like them in their media. Literally when I think of a black character the first one I think of is FuckInG FrOsty HarRLwoEW. (I need a new black character please.)
I’m just saying: if Shakespeare can write a play set in the 1500′s/ 1600′s with a black dude as a protagonist, nobody in the modern day has any excuses.
Do you question the race matter in other movies? For example LOTR? Some people claim it to be racist for there are no black people around. This, though can be easily explained with the fact that Tolkien meant Middle-Earth to be anglosaxon. After seeing the new hobbit movie I noticed black people in some scenes and it felt awkward, bc it felt they were there only to prevent racial discussion about the movie. I think sometimes people should just be capable of enjoying a movie the way it is.
Sorry that I keep saying this everyone but I do HAVE about 30+ movie reviews listed on my site, tab on the front, so obviously, I do question race “in other movies”
perhaps not LOTR so much because I am content to allow other blogs to discuss more grown-up films
I’m sad to read this ask because I think it says more about how you’re watching the movie, than about what’s happening in the movie? Tolkien had no PoC (that I remember? maybe they changed some for the film? I don’t follow this fandom) and very few women in his novels. And, I’m a big fan of his novels. But I mean. Do you really think it’s accidental that white men who grow up in powerful positions, surrounded by other white men, just accidentally write about… white men…? So saying it’s “meant to be anglosaxon” is like saying “the person who is not consciously excluding race is doing that because they’ve lived their entire lives in communities that are racially exclusive.” Well, sure, you got it there. Doesn’t mean it’s “okay”?
And I mean I get that anglosaxon is probably meant to reference earlier time periods but again: how we view the past is shaped by how we interpret the present, as we can see by how surprised people are by the blog MedievalPoC and what it has to teach.
Not to be a broken record about magical elements, but without even seeing it yet I know this Hobbit movie has everything from elves to magical rings. You’re content accepting that as part of the natural flow of ye-olde-time-england, but not… black people or whomever was in there?
And to be totally honest with you, because I talk about it so much on here, when a movie is all-white it’s something I notice, and it makes me uncomfortable to watch it, because I feel like it’s some sort of weird aside like “hey, no worries, we’re all white here.” No— get me out of this audience please! Is my reaction.
Nobody enjoys movies “the way they are,” because how we think they are is influenced by our expectations. Like this is a strange thing to ask… you just saw this movie, got upset by the inclusion, and THEN ask why people can’t “just enjoy the movie”?
That’s a good question… why exactly weren’t you able to? Why exactly does inclusion feel forced? Is it because without being forced, people don’t do it naturally in the films and television they’re in charge with producing? Is the answer then just to be content with their racial biases?? I don’t think that’s the right answer, obviously…
The thing that always gets me about the idea that the violence, racism, and misogyny in Game of Thrones is expected/excusable “because that’s how things were back then” isn’t just the fact that GoT isn’t a historical novel.
If progress was a steady, linear acceleration through time, they should be way ahead of us. They should be far more enlightened in Westeros than we are in the United States or Europe. Looking at Westeros would be looking at our enlightened future, not our dismal past.
“What are you talking about? It’s medieval fantasy.”
Right, but how many years of recorded human history does this “medieval” world have again?
I don’t remember the exact figure, but I can tell you this much:
By the notion that human progress in a vaguely European setting should follow some sort of script moving from more brutal and bigoted to less, they should be well out of their “medieval period” and a couple thousand years ahead of us. There’s some give or take, depending on where you try to peg the “medieval phase” as starting. If we take the invasion of the First Men to be something like the Celts reaching the British Isles and displacing/killing the indigenous people, with the Andals then being analogous to either the Saxons or the French… culturally it seems more like the Norman invasion because the Andals seem “farther along”, but that moves the timeline up even further compared to ours.
But forgetting the Andals: Celts settled in Britain no earlier than 2000 B.C., which puts them about 2,500 years before the beginning of the Ye Olde Medieval England that Westeros is supposed to be based on according to the theory of “how things were back then”. According to the mythic history of Westeros, the First Men crossed over *checks* around 12,000 years ago. If we peg that date as about 2,000 BCE in real-world terms, then the approximate start of the medieval period in Westeros (again, according to the theory that progress is a matter of counting years) would have to be 9,500 years ago. If all medieval periods are about the same–which again, is the underpinning of the theory that “things were just like that back then”–then this period would have given way to something like a renaissance about 1,000 years later, or around 8,500 years ago.
Now, our renaissance kicked off about 500 years ago, so Westeros is about 8,000 years “more advanced” than we are.
“But wait! You said ‘mythic history’! Nobody knows when the first men really arrived.”
By crumb, you’re right. Nobody does know that. But you know what they do know? When the wall went up. It’s been continuously staffed and watched by the same organization for a mind-blowing 8,000 years. If we wanted to get all meta, we could even imagine that formal written history in Westeros might have grown out of the Night’s Watch need to keep records.
So the invasion of the First Men could have happened more recently than 12,000 years ago, but no sooner than 8,000 and the time it would take for them to get established across the continent. But even if we assume that they could have come over just in time to build the wall… okay, medieval period begins 2,500 years later. That’s 5,500 years ago. Renaissance begins 1,000 years after that, that’s 4,500 years ago.
Even by the most generous estimate available, Westeros still has 4,000 years of enlightened modern living on us European-descended humans.
Obviously the reason they aren’t 4,000 years more sophisticated and enlightened than we are is… well, it’s a fictional world whose author requires it to be “medieval” and brutal, but more to the point, progress doesn’t work this way. The only reason their society and history mirrors ours at all is that the author has dictated that they should. Seriously. The fact that they even count the turning of years the way we do is really bizarre. The idea that they would come up with the same sort of feudal agrarian culture that we did given the completely different growing seasons and completely different logistics of keeping the population fed is mind-boggling.
We can–we must–accept that these things happened, because they are part of the premise of the story. But the narrative doesn’t assert that the sociopolitical progress of their world is somehow in a parallel, delayed synchronization with progress in ours, and in fact, it very obviously isn’t.
The bottom line: Westeros is not in a medieval Europe phase of progress. It’s in a modern Westeros phase of it. Appealing to “things were like that back then” is no more meaningful an excuse than is saying “things are like that now” about a present situation.