A/N Holy Shit Guy you overflowing me with your request(s)!
I love it and hate it , idk asjhafalk so like calm yah typing!.
Oh and please make your prompt requests much clearer, I get confused alot!
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I want you guys and gals to read this BECAUSE this is important. Even if its an A/N.
I will now do some sallzy's requests first :) and some questions she has asked and some things I like to muse about and talk about.
-Actually Harry's Hair is on the verge of growing long. Medium but on that margin of being declared long.
- Well it depends on each prompt I do factors that Harry should or should not have a gift. The 'story' I'm doing on my own , Harry does have one : being a Psychic but I'm leaning for the hybrid of it and Seer, just a harmful version of being a seer.
*but it's just shots I'm doing for the story. Considering that it does not have a plot over all I can bend it just to fuck with other readers for my own amusement
** like seriously , I get off track on purpose just to see reactions.
- I never actually know what the omega alpha thing came about in the Hannibal Fan Fiction, but I would like to know where it comes from so, I would appreciate where does it come from.
-I'm not writing smut right off the bat dear anon reader/reviewer, I'm still not good at writing it. And I if I were good, I'll make it realistic as it can go on my own experiences.
-I'm still in school. Precisely High School , Last Year. I got to focus on applying to college and work.
* I just recently been kicked out of the house and living on my own. *mostly all bills are free for me because my aunt owns an apartment building.
-I update to my own accord. Don't rush me or I will just stop writing this and do things that NEED my attention.
* I write these because I FEEL like it.
- You want the one-shots to be long? You write it then.
and now you know.
On to Sallzy's Prompts First!
Burnt
Harry's eye fluttered as he smelt charcoal in the air.
His hands flung to the left of the king size bed feeling a lingering warmth of sheets.
He rise slowly, blinking as he placed the spectacles on his face, grimacing as he heard Will cursed.
' Is he making something for breakfast He always eats cereal.' Harry frowned as slowly strolled out the bedroom, not bothering to changing as he shut the door behind him.
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It was burnt sunny-sides and bacon. The toast managed to survive and was slightly burnt on the edges. He blinked up at Will, Will who was fidgeting with his apron.
A grin was hiding between his lips as he took a bite of bacon,itwasslightlynicebutstillhadthatbitterblackcrust, He turned and look up at Will.
"Thank you Will, for making me breakfast."
Will turned bright red and slightly bumped into the counter, and then blurted out.
" Y-your welcome, Harry"
Harry giggled and motioned him to join.
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Next time they would cook together, maybe with a little help with Dr. Hannibal Lecter. Harry mused.
Maybe.
Vibrate
Will's growl was probably the most sexy thing that Harry ever heard from Will.
Not minding he approved of him tugging him closer as the provocative and extremely rude woman.
A shiver went up his spine as Will placed his hand around his hips tugging him away from the woman and out the bar.
He hummed and Will hummed.
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The next day they watched the woman from the bar was murdered last night, being split in half with a couple organs and limbs missing. They were questioned and released, complete innocent of the crime. They said they don't remember much but a gaze on them. And they police left, and they were alone.
They didn't really know that a certain doctor was stalking them.
Not that they noticed him at the bar anyways or where they went.
Gifts
Will and Harry were special.
Will with his gift of empathy and Harry with his gift of sight.
He mused as he observed them as they were sleeping. They were unstable, with Will and his uncontrollable shaking and sleepwalks and Harry's insomnia.
They could of drowned in their own gifts if they didn't meet each other,Harry nearly close to ripping his eyes out and Will slowly leaning to turn homicidal.
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He mused a bit more, then closing the door gently. A pair of green eyes shot open as it's owner gazed at the door for hours before falling asleep.
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Looking back at the house. He smiled.
Maybe he could become their foundation.
Just maybe, he could finally get what he wanted.
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And so he left the house.
More to come later of Sallzy's requests! and some from other reviewers!
R&R
-Wisps
PS Who plays Vindictus ? Just asking, don't give your ign here, I just wanna know yes or no.
