Imagine If During Will’s Honey Trap Era, He Dropped By Unannounced And Found Hannibal Slumped On The

Six months have passed since Will pulled them over the cliff. Even in light of their progressing relationship, much of Hannibal still remains a mystery to Will. For reasons unknown, he’s begun to pull away.

A sequel to my housewife Hannibal fic!

omg that is so, so cool you do voice overs for a living! if you ever want to create podfics for any of mine, i would welcome it with open ears and fall on my hands and knees in gratitude and awe and send a million kudos your way <3

This is maybe a shot in the dark, but I record voice overs for a living and have become so intrigued by podfics! I know it can be a sensitive topic—asking writers for permission to create them—but would any of my Hannibal moots want one made of their fic?? Lmk!

Just curious 😅

Hannibal (2013-2015)

2x13 - “Mizumono”

opening my AO3 inbox with a brand new (1) and finding out it's a scammer trying to commission fanart is so disheartening 😭💔

if you wouldn’t mind could you please please please elaborate on that canon trigger? 👀 i’m a few chapters into hannibal rising but i haven’t come across it yet.

I love how the fandom collectively decided that Hannibal's backstory in the show sucks and adopted the one he has in the original trilogy.

Literally nothing unique happened to show!Hannibal. His sister was sexually assaulted and murdered, but he didn't even kill the guy who did it. He ate her liver, lungs, and heart voluntarily, taking the time to prepare a fancy Italian meal in her honor. After his parents died, his aunt and uncle probably took him in immediately, so he was always a spoiled rich kid. He's just a freak by nature.

But everyone watched that and said, "Nah, he was actually forced to eat Mischa during unspecified famine blizzard times. He became mute from the trauma, was beaten in an orphanage, and now he can't eat soup and has nightmares when it snows." And I think that's beautiful. 😌

Imagine if Hannibal had to fight back tears in the aftermath of this moment because he’d never experienced a betrayal quite like this—because he hadn’t gotten this close to anyone since he was a child—and he had finally let Will see a part of himself he’d never imagined he could share with anyone. He believed he’d been accepted up until now. My headcanon is he was punished for not being able to speak at the orphanage: beaten when he would be forced to try and speak; but no words would come out; only a weak rasp. Imagine if he struggled to continue the conversation with Will because a lump was forming in his throat and it felt too much like the strain of trying to speak as a mute child.

So he panicked and all he could do was whimper as Will—

sneak peak incoming!!

"I've missed you very, very much as well, sweetheart. And do you want to know who else has missed you—just as much as I have?"

It seeped back into Will's heart once again: that near foreign emotion in relation to another human being… invading with a welcome and all encompassing surge of warmth, of affection, of something far more potent than endearment… in the wake of bearing witness to a wrinkle of confusion knitting itself in the center of Hannibal's forehead.

Love. Fondness. A tender-hearted sense of possession.

It weaved between every arc of bone, nestled itself inside every crevice of muscle and soft tissue as if forever destined to reside there—a silent singe to Will's soul. Leading to a thumb smoothing over the creased skin in light-handed, circular motions. Leading to Hannibal's abortive, heart-wrenching flinch. Leading to quiet, ceaseless murmurings of reassurance until Hannibal's expression slackened, second by second, into silent understanding, into a resemblance of tentative trust—trust Will would not dare take for granted.

"Winston, Buster, Max, Jack, and the girls, Ellie, Harley, Zoe. Do you remember who those names belong to?" Will asked, voice soft and ever patient.

Nodding, Hannibal's sharp canines peeked out, scraping over the plump surface of his bottom lip. He was feeling doubtful, once again. Will understood even before Hannibal's jaw slackened in preparation to speak, voice wobbling and filled with caution. "They've missed me, too?"

I have so many thoughts about regressed Hannibal ♡

How do we feel about Hannibal regressing at the cliff house because he's so overwhelmed with being in Will's presence once again?

Because I'm already 6k words deep into writing a fic about it 😭 I've never taken this long to write a fic before (started in late January), but I think I might be cooking something up

The way he's laid out like he's just been impregnated and absolutely THRILLED to have finally baby trapped that man.

i’m crying and sniffling into my sleeve, rolling around my room like a bowling ball & gnawing on my pillow because this was absolute perfection !! tysm for writing this <3

Kinktober Day 10: Overstimulation + Face-Sitting

y'all are getting a twofer today!! this is my first time writing in the omegaverse, so pls be kind! and please send @coffee-in-rain all the love for giving me the idea for this prompt <3

Hannibal wakes from a heated dream with a need that can’t be ignored—and Will, half-asleep but all too eager, is more than happy to help. What begins as a midnight indulgence quickly spirals into an overwhelming game of push and pull, as Will’s relentless appetite pushes Hannibal to the edge and beyond.

hope y'all enjoy, please let me know what you think!! <3

YOUR MINDDDDDDDDDD genius unparalleled unrivaled artistry, every time i see your username pop up i know im about to witness some of the most beautiful inspiring hannigram pieces

omg I'm so flattered because I honestly just spit out whatever comes to my mind??!! I am so grateful to be surrounded by sweet and uplifting people like you 🥹 ILY and I hope your pillow is always cold and in perfect condition for a well nights sleep ♡