#{post-fall}

[pesky--dust]

My headcanon for hannigram’s first sexual intercourse is just clothed, desperate frotting after a hunt, while being covered in blood. That’s it. They would be a way too desperate to even bother with undressing.

[ro15in]

10 years post-fall will is thriving in cuba ☀️🔪

[my-divine-comedy]

my favorite version of hannigram is the one that hasn’t happened yet. the ragged, raw post-fall version that are battered with injury and soaking in love. hannibal stripped bare without his person suit. will finally fitting into his perfect in-between — the ugly beauty. bathing together. massaging tense muscles. domestic. no more eye-fucking five feet away, now they’re fucking EVERY DAY and swallowing every molecule of each other. going to sleep satiated. waking up from nightmares about the fall, the dragon, abigail, alana — coaxed back to sleep with a reminder of security. you’re with me. my arms will hold you until they decompose. ugly love (not the colleen hoover kind) with all its jagged edges. i love what we’ve created.

[grahamsmutt]

starvin', darlin'

post fall hannigram, the first dinner.

neither hannibal nor will required to go out hunting for their first meal. the landlord was rude enough.

also i didn't use canva i just uploaded the pics on here i'm too lazy.

the gifs are not mine! i got them from pinterest. the uploader did not give any credits.

[elliony]

Touch Me

They survived. They washed up on shore and made it onto the boat Chiyoh brought. They sailed to Cuba and the property Hannibal had there. They recovered from their wounds, rarely able to leave the other's side for physical and emotional security.

Now, Will Graham leaned against the counter in their home and drank a glass of water in the middle of the night. He shared a bed with Hannibal so he knew he would hear footsteps on the stairs soon when the sheets got too cold. The tile was cool on his bare feet, comforting on his overheated skin. The sun had long since set but the air was still warm around him and would stay that way.

"Will?" The worried call was followed by the patter of Hannibal coming to find him. Will left their bed like this often but Hannibal sounded as terrified as ever. He thought Will had left for good every time he woke up alone.

"Just getting a glass of water," Will assured when Hannibal stepped into the doorway, "Didn't mean to wake you."

Hannibal padded up to him, looking almost childlike in his silk pajamas. "Of course not. It is not your fault I am a light sleeper."

He said that every time. Will knew better. He was not just a light sleeper, he was anxious. Hannibal was never one to telegraph his fears, but Will had always been the exception. He felt so much more of everything for Will, it was harder to hide.

"I'm not walking out, Hannibal. Where else would I go?" Will echoed a line from their past, stored in their memory palaces with the rest of Randall Tier's remains. He set down his glass as Hannibal approached.

"I know. You have nothing to prove to me," Hannibal promised even as his eyes flooded with twin relief and terror. They both knew Will had everywhere to go and nowhere to visit alone. Hannibal cupped his cheek gently. "I trust you."

Will smiled gently under the touch, cool like tile on his face. Hannibal had been affectionate with him since they met and that hadn't changed after they were reunited. He could hardly go an hour without a hand on his waist as Hannibal passed, fingers in his hair when they sat together or a shoulder rubbing his while they cook.

"Let's go back to bed, I got my water."

"You are perfect," Hannibal whispered into the air between them, which had gotten smaller as they spoke. Though it was entirely unrelated to their conversation, Will was hardly surprised. Hannibal had been nearly as vocally affectionate as physically. Will couldn't count the amount of times he'd been called remarkable or clever, "Do you understand?"

"The place was made for Abigail in your world. Do you understand?"

This is the first 500 words of the 3k word fic I put on AO3 because that's way too long for Tumblr.

[jacentries]

Bi-yearly "Hear Ye Hear Ye" for everyone who loves a good s4/post-fall hannigram fic

"Eromenos/Erastes" by Epsilon Sagittarii

It is literally my favorite s4/post-fall fic. It was everything to me on first read, and ever reread cements it.

Albeit I was scared by the lack of like indication tags, but I was so pleasantly surprised

Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it. Read it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49878667/chapters/125916115

[hannibals-grahamcracker]

Post-fall Hannibal seeing their descent into the ocean as a rebirth and completely flipping the script.

Post-fall Hannibal being the perfect little housewife, cooking and cleaning for Will.

Post-fall Hannibal being just as obsessed with Will as before, but now more openly affectionate.

Post-fall Hannibal basically becoming Gomez to Will's Morticia.