You Ever Read A Fic That Makes You Sob Your Heart Out When You Should Be Sleeping Because

The main reason I've never been to therapy is mostly because realistically, I can't get some freakshit out of it like Will Graham did

god forbid I take the last bite of something and forget it was the last bite and get mad when all my food is gone

I think my psychiatrist is evil, Snoopy...

Will Graham single father headcannons:

the only reason why he had a child was because he became obsessed with the idea of normalcy

emotionally repressed and wouldn't know how to talk to you

conversations would be limited to "how was your day?" and "how was work?"

being emotionally present and vulnerable is uncomfortable for him

he would show up to teacher meetings just to reassure himself that he was taking taking care of you and cared about your grades/how you're doing socially

sometimes you would go on a walk together, make s'mores, or he would teach you how to fish

these little moments would keep you clinging to the idea that he really did love and care for you/convinces you that he was a good dad

his job takes up most of his time, so he would rarely be home

and when he is home, he's sleeping

when he would have to leave during the night, there would be a note and a pitiful breakfast waiting for you on the kitchen table

lots of babysitters, LOTS of them

he is obsessed with the idea of normalcy and that he would be a better father than his own, but he never puts in the work

"Don't forget to let the dogs out and feed them, I'll be back at 9" he isn't back until eleven

he keeps three meals on rotation and the rest of the days are filled with frozen food or take out

weirdly overprotective, but isn't actually there when it counts

the best he could do for a packed lunch is different kinds of lunchables

his emotional repression and social anxiety would cost you your social life, as it would be hard to make friends because you didn't grow up with a father who encouraged you to be social or teach you how to be confident

spontaneous rants about what is right and wrong/trying to instill a strong moral compass in you to compensate for his own self-doubt

he always drinks a glass of whiskey before bed

waiting for Will to show up for school performances and he's not there

you're often late to school either because of the babysitter or he doesn't get up quick enough

"Can we get ice cream?" "I'm sorry, baby. Not today, Daddy's a little tired. Maybe next time." "You're always tired..."

buys you things instead of apologizing

Please, Don't be Cruel | Hannigram Fic

Hannibal stopped scrubbing the dishes, his hands hidden beneath the soapy water, and Will was oblivious to the knife hidden beneath the surface.

He misinterpreted Hannibal’s silence for guilt and he sighed, leaning against the man’s arm to convey that he wasn’t mad at him. Will said, “I just don’t want Jack to get any wrong ideas, okay? I would hate for you to go to jail because of a stupid pun.”

“Just to clarify, you’re talking about me being…”

“The Chesapeake Ripper.”

“Ah…”

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Will thinks that he and Hannibal are in a relationship. Hannibal thinks that he and Will are just close friends. Will also thinks that Hannibal knows that he knows that he's the Chesapeake Ripper.

Read it on ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63826561

Haven't been active because I got a PUPPY

Other than the horrific murders and the gaslighting and the manipulation and the pretentious dialogue and the self entitlement and the god complex, can you even think of anything Hannibal Lecter did wrong?

does anyone else constantly think about the way Hannibal said "we will make it together" in 2x10 when he thought they were cooking freddie together... and weep at how excited and soft Hannibal sounded in that moment? babygirl was seriously falling in love 😭 imagine Hannibal being so excited to cook that meal with Will because it would be his very first time sharing the cannibalistic side of himself with someone he believed accepted him and wanted to share that aspect of his life; wanted to be close in a way he'd never been with anyone before. imagine young Hannibal eating alone after his very first kill and believing this was how it would always be; having to stay hidden and eat these particular meals alone because no one in their right mind would feel comfortable eating what he cooked and made into something beautiful if they knew.

then, Hannibal met Will. don't even get me started on Hannibal's shy smile when they were eating together after cooking because can you imagine all the emotions swirling inside his mind? of finally being seen and accepted? and Will is still here sitting at the table encouraging Hannibal's eating habits?

and then Hannibal learns it was all a ruse?

running into a corner to sob for all eternity