cuntysalmonshirt

she/her | hannigram shipper

[cuntysalmonshirt]

Yo this is my pinned post! Pronouns are she/her. I've dedicated this account to Hannibal NBC because I watched it in 2023 and have still not recovered (nor do I expect to). Anyway, please interact with me I am very nice :3

My main account is @precastbasket90 where I post all my art and fan fics!

Have a great day <3

[cuntysalmonshirt]

Been thinking about an Ella Enchanted Hannibal AU where Will is cursed to follow every command he's given but idk if it should be set in the actual series where instead of taking advantage of him, Hannibal takes it as a challenge to encourage Will’s becoming without forcing him OR a fantasy setting because I would die for Prince Hannibal and them riding horses together

[cuntysalmonshirt]

Post-fall Hannigram needs to be Will running up to Hannibal snapping this photo and then sending it to Jack for no reason but to tease him.

Like just every year on the anniversary of their fall he gets a post card:

The year Will sends this Jack retires:

[eratos-girlfriend]

They just sent another one:

This one is from their vow renewal

[sheepiebeepie-deactivated202603]

This is so me eating spaghetti coded

[honeygrahambitch]

I want to learn more about how Will broke into Hannibal's house after being released from BSHTCI. Did he use the door? Did he at that point own a key to Hannibal's house? Did he use a window? Hannibal wouldn't forget an open window. I need to know.

[cuntysalmonshirt]

Hannibal 100% caught Will picking the lock on his ring doorbell in his little orange jumper

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Whatever u do please do NOT imagine Hannibal getting ready for Will’s visit at his office before Mizumono, getting so internally excited and happy they’re officially doing this together, rushing his last patient out the door and dusting every furniture so everything looks clean and perfect, he’s practically trembling with anticipation — then Will comes in and everything just sorts of … blurs away, soft and cocooned, like Will’s mere presence and his boyish smiles and tousled curls and atrocious aftershave are a blanket over Hannibal’s freezing soul. He’s all fuzzy, almost drunk, tossing books and papers into the fire as Will talks to him, then Hannibal gets closer because he’s so naughty and selfish and curious and smells Freddie on him. And it’s like a fist made of ice punching into his chest. And then, when Will leaves with a soft-spoken I’ll see you tomorrow for dinner and a fake-friendly smile, Hannibal has to close the office, pick up his things, put on his coat, and go home. And when he gets home, every room that Will had ever stepped foot in now feels cold and distant, like a deer collapsing in snowy and muffled woods. And he wonders if he should just cancel all the reservations he’s made for them, cancel their plane tickets and the house in Florence he’s bought, if he should drive to Will’s house and just kill him right now while he or the FBI aren’t expecting it, if he should tell Abigail about it…but he doesn’t, because he still has hope. Hope in Will, hope in them. So he gets going: he hangs up his coat, washes his hands and gets started on dinner for tomorrow, lamb all just for Will because he’s his favourite one and Hannibal is willing to sacrifice his still fresh pain for Will’s tasteful enjoyment, because they’re friends and they wouldn’t betray each other. Please don’t imagine that

[fl3a-bag]

SpaceDogs crumbs

[rocktheholygrail]

Hannibal (2013-2015)

Hugh Dancy on Hannibal and Will's relationship

[aziraphale-novak]

aight fam. the time has come. recommend hannibal fics

[cuntysalmonshirt]

These are some Hannigram fics I absolutely love:

The Mongoose and the Mouse by Druidgurl

Hannibal takes Will to Disney World in this crack fic treated seriously. There's something so beautiful about two cannibalistic serial killers falling in love in the most magical place on earth.

The Fault in My Code by LiaS0

Soulmates AU where the color of a person's eye changes to match their soulmate after they meet them. Will goes to interview Hannibal in prison, only to realize later that his eye color has changed. One of the best soulmates AUs out there.

Dancing with the Beast by proser

Will and Hannibal pretend to date to catch a serial killer. They don't end up pretending for very long. Absolutely love this one, it really scratches that itch in the back of my head.

[carrion-corvus]

Will Graham I miss you

[scar1ett-so1dier]

“Hannibal the Cannibal.”

Here’s a Frederick Chilton appreciation post because that man deserved way more than the shit Hannibal Lecter put him through.

Jack: "You have an agenda with this case doctor."

Frederick: "Yes I have an agenda, living."

"I would like to remain not dead for the forseeable future."

“I went out on a limb for you and you climbed up and sawed it off”

"Hannibal once served me tongue and made a joke about eating mine. It's hard not to at least consider it."

“Will Graham is alive because Hannibal Lecter ~likes~ him that way”

“Needless to say, I won’t be eating the food.”

“I suppose this is my fault too?” when Gideon escapes. The ATTITUDE.

Calling Hannibal ‘Quantifiably bitchy’>>>

@askdrhanniballecter

Sorry, father.

[noodles-and-tea]

Iconic.

[noodles-and-tea]

They, as the kids say, match each others freak

[honeygrahambitch]

"You're quiet." Will observed while pretending to be busy with smelling the flavour of the wine in his glass.

"Does that bother you?" Hannibal asked, not lifting his eyes from his Ipad. The answer felt slightly confrontational but overall genuine.

"It's just, unlike you."

"If I started speaking, you wouldn't be fond of what's on my mind. Let's not dwell on this anymore, shall we?"

Will's not-yet-husband senses screamed that he was in danger and that he should walk carefully.

"Avoiding the elephant in the room is even more unlike you. The fact that you are not looking at me as well. You usually look at me, Hannibal." Will said, leaning over the table.

Hannibal put his Ipad on the table and obeyed Will's request. He looked at him.

"Wh- What...have you been crying?"

"I often do when I feel powerless. Even more if I feel powerless and left out at the same time." Hannibal confessed.

"May I know what happened?" Will asked and realized his own voice didn't sound as brave as it did in the beginning. Of course the only reason Hannibal would cry for would be frustration.

He is used to things going his way.

Hannibal turned on the Ipad again, did some scrolling and then pushed the Ipad to Will on the table.

Will grabbed it and started reading but stopped after the first few lines of the news article.

"So this has to do with the case I worked on yesterday?"

"It has to do with the way you started negotiating with someone holding a gun to your head after telling the snipers and SWAT teams to drop their weapons."

"I knew he wouldn't press the trigger, he was just a scared boy. I wanted to avoid his death."

"You wanted to avoid his death by having him cause yours? Very smart, Will." Hannibal remarked. Will wanted to say something but Hannibal went on. "Do you remember what he told you when his gun was pressed against your temple? Many articles cited his exact words."

"That he wouldn't cause any harm if he killed me because the Bureau would replace me in a second."

Hannibal nodded. "See, Will, he was right. Jack has lost ponies before, it would take him only a few months before he would find someone smart enough to do his dirty work."

Will decided to say nothing and keep listening.

"And do you remember what you said yesterday after you survived this incident? You came here, you were really satisfied with how it went. You didn't give me any details and I really believed it was just an ordinary day at work. And the reason you didn't give me any detail is because you don't actually care about how close you were to losing your life."

"I had it under control."

"You did not. It was not even your job to negotiate. You told the official negotiator to let you take care of it. While you had a pipe pressed to your temple."

"I am confused. Are you mad because I didn't tell you about this or because I risked my life?"

"I am mad because you made me worry. I have huge faith in you and your resourcefulness and strength. I have hardly ever been worried about you. However this situation...caused me great distress."

"Did you spend the whole night reading all the articles on that?"

"Not the whole night. Half of it. I was busy during the second half."

Will frowned. Then it made sense.

"The guy who almost blew my brains... he was in the kidney pie." He phrased it as a statement and not as a question because he knew he was right.

Hannibal sighed. "I needed some sort of control. After I killed him I realized that I would have done exactly the same thing if he had killed you. Which made me realize I still had zero control over the outcome."

"If he had killed me, the FBI would have killed him before you got a chance to do so."

The thought made Hannibal spiral even more.

"I can't change what happened. But, I am sorry you were worried." Will said as he was observing the dark bags under Hannibal's eyes. A rare sight. "I take it the the articles didn't cite what I told him while he was deciding whether to shoot or not? I wasn't loud enough for anyone else to hear."

"No." Hannibal replied thoughtfully. "What did you tell him?"

"I said that while the Bureau would indeed replace me in a second, I have someone at home who is waiting for me." Will answered. "I told him I mean so much to you that you wouldn't be able to replace me. I told him that I am stupidly in love. I told him that by killing me, he is ruining us both."

Hannibal remained petrified.

Will was in fact aware of how much he meant to him. His confession did not make what he did less stupid but it changed something.

"Is that so?" Hannibal whispered as he reached for the bottle of Cabernet.

"It obviously is. I'm wondering if what you did was in fact more stupid than what I did."

"How so?"

"You read a few articles, you threw a little tantrum because you could not play God, you cried then you went to murder the guy. Then you didn't feel better so you started crying again."

"Rough night." Hannibal commented, a bit amused by the fact that Will had accurately described his night.

"I'm staying here tonight."

"You don't have to, darling." Hannibal said, still reflecting on the lovely things Will had said about him.

"No, I will stay. You might discover what happened today at work and I'm not letting you spiral again."

"What hap-"

"Were you saying you made Tiramisu?"

[the-stag-and-the-dog]

Hannibal: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.  Will: Wow. They sound stupid.  Hannibal: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.  Will: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”  Hannibal: I guess you’re right. Hey Will, I love you.  Will: See! Just say that!  Hannibal: Holy fucking shit.  Will: If that flies over their head then, sorry Hannibal, but they're too dumb for you.  Hannibal: Will.

[willgrahamstrout]

Paradise Found

Finally posting the first part of my post-fall Hannigram fic. The chapters are short so I'm posting in chunks, but the first 9 chapters are up on ao3.

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Hannibal smiled up at the stars. “If you wanted me dead, you should have left me in the water.” His voice was scratchy but so was Will’s. “No, that’s not what I want.” “A baptism then?” A birth to a new life, washed free from sin? “Sure.”

Will pulled them off that cliff, so high, then pulled them from that water, so cold. They now travel alone, sailing to safety and freedom. In the cradle of the ocean, they examine and nurture each other, and their feelings.

Tags: Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, wound care as sex, dreamy esoteric romance, Fluff, I suppose, but it feels more cosmic than fluff, Pain Kink, Post-Fall (Hannibal), stick these two alone on a boat and make them realize their love, "We're just having conversations", Blood Kink, but in a Catholic way, lots of treats for the catholics in the audience, love as consummation, love as absolution, Love As Forgiveness, love as divine union, flexing my medieval studies degree in the epitaphs, First Kiss, queering catholic and sufi mysticism, love as confession

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[honeygrahambitch]

"You sleeping?" Will asked standing in the doorframe of their bedroom.

Summer nights were too hot in Tuscany. Sleep was not an option until later to Will who would often just watch TV and then join Hannibal.

"No." Hannibal replied and lifted his head from the pillow. "Do you need anything, amore?"

"No..." Will started. "Yes. But it's not important. Go back to sleep."

"It is important. Tell me."

"It's stupid. Trust me." Will insisted, regretting his decision.

"Will. I am not going back to sleep until you tell me." Hannibal said as he got up and showed Will a playful smile.

"Been watching TV for a couple of evenings." Will replied defeated. "The movies are all in Italian. I am able to catch the plot but I feel like I am missing the best parts."

"Mio caro, do you want me to join you on the sofa and translate the movies for you?"

Will waited for a few seconds before saying yes.

"But if you prefer to sleep, it's not a prob-"

Hannibal grabbed his pillow and blanket and left the bedroom before Will could finish the phrase.

Will muttered something under his breath as he joined Hannibal who was already waiting for him. When he sat down, he didn't expect Hannibal to rest his head on his lap.

"I can even do different voices for each character."

"Do your best." Will challenged him. From that angle, Hannibal could not see the smile on his face.