ao3 turns 16 today.
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hate what people did to the dead dove tag
mothers and fuckers of the jury. "Dead dove: do not eat" is a label on a bag in the fridge. It means "the content of this bag is exactly what is labeled". It does not mean "trigger warning uhhh something". In fact, it means the exact opposite of "trigger warning uhhh something", because you use it with other tags. You write a fucked up fic with extreme violence and gore, you tag it as "extreme violence", "gore" and you tag it with "dead dove: do not eat". You write a fic with emotional abuse, gaslighting and manipulation, you tag it with "emotional abuse", "gaslighting" and "dead dove: do not eat". You write a fic with your extremely niche kink that appeals to like 3 other people and may skeeve out the rest of the fandom, you tag that with your kink and "dead dove: do not eat". It's so people know you really mean the content warnings.
It's NOT a catch-all term for "uhhh this may be fucked idk". TAG YOUR SHIT GENEROUSLY.
sometimes a piece of media just! grabs you by the throat and says, "hey buddy! I'm gonna irrevocably alter your brain chemistry now! have fun with that!!"
and then you just ! gotta deal with that ! you guess !!
"This is my Hannibal side blog I can never post this on main".
Wrong
you are allowed to post cannibals sucking each other off on any blog. Say that shit with your chest. Be proud. Bryan Fuller didn't write scenes with Hugh Dancy's bulge and rock hard nipples on full display for nothing. Lawrence Fishburne literally hurdled Mads Mikkelsen over his shoulders. People died for you
There is this thing about Hannibal's expression during the last moments that makes me cry every single time.
It's peace vs. surrender. The first moments he has Will with him, his head on his chest, initiating touch for the first time he's all in peace, finally having what he always wanted, the face of a man who's finally arrived home.
And the moment Will wraps arms around him to throw them both off the cliff, it's the face of a man who is already dead. Not in a grotesque or bitter way, just- away. Not caring for anything that happens after. Surrendering completely to fate and his beloved's wish. There is no god, no fate for him but Will.
He seems like he is not in this world at all. Already gone to wherever Will wants him, because he knows this time they won't be separated, no matter what.
wanted to post more oc content so here is something i did