A Vegas convention is a bit out of the ordinary for both Mark and Jack, but it would seem its not the only weird thing going on in their lives. It seems that while the two try to trudge through an unconventional convention, they must also try to decifer the odd feelings drawing them to one another. Lately things have been odd between the two, but in the best ways! Is this a sign that maybe they're more than they've always thought? Or are they confusing their feelings as result of unfamiliar circumstance?

"I need notes," Sherlock explained. "No." - As of January 30th, 2019, this fic has been revised, edited, and cleaned up to its absolute best for your reading pleasure! Happy shipping, folks! - Noms Warnings: *OOC Mary (not Mary friendly, i'm sorry </3) *Non/con themes (no rape, minor sexual assault) *Minor victim blaming (not on purpose, well intentioned/general miscommunication and assholery from John) *Hand wavey science (not a warning, just hope u know i was bullshitting this whole fic when i wrote it at 13)

Hannigram fluffs and smuts because I want to write things. (Briefly proofread) (NBC's Hannibal)

(Muselk X LazarBeam) Lannan wanted to cry, to curl up in someones arms, bawl his eyes out and turn a blind eye to the world. He wanted a new beginning, a chance to smile again. Well, Muselk wanted Lannan to do that too, and he also wanted to kill his friends father... Abused!Lannan, Protective!Muselk (Please protect this smol boi)