“taylor Swift Is At The Super Bowl—” ISRAEL IS BOMBING RAFAH. THE ONE LAST REFUGE THEY HAD. THE

OMG stop

I imagine Duncan and Hannibal coming to the house I. IMMEDIATELY know Hannibal is already in action trying to help Adam trying to calm him down and Duncan is just over in the corner getting ready to walk over to Adam when he’s calming down and place a star sticker on his forehead or the breast pocket of his shirt being like 😌👍🏻

(Yk they all would try to help but Hannibal would tell them to shut up and go away)

All I can think of rn is Adam having a complete meltdown and Nigel not knowing how to help so he calls Hannibal and Duncan to help and Hannibal tells him what to do and when that doesn't work Duncan just fucking comes to their place with a bunch of star stickers for Adam (I'm having artblock rn or else I'd draw it. Plus an extremely bad English day)

Me imaging what could happen if there ever was a season 4

hannibal needs to stop fuckin trending every other few business years. like wtf do you mean hannibal season 4 isn’t happening?!

I can’t watch Hannibal anymore I just need to eat it

FYI, y'all have my blanket permission to spam me with as many boops as you need to get those cute badges :3

Lil itch that I can’t just scratch.

Brain rot First little story (Yay😭)

Soap ghost story their married retired they have a dog in this they live in a lake house it’s a summer night(A little sliver of happiness here me out 😭)

the sun starts to set as Soap comes home after running a small errand but the house was quiet no Simon or puppy in sight looking around the house Johnny still couldn’t find his husband and pup so he decides to go and check the backyard sliding the sliding glass door opening there he sees it

His husband in nothing but his underwear knees deep in the warm lake water waiting for the dog to bring back the frisbee he just threw smiling his hair damp from swimming in the lake playing with the dog the sun is starting to set behind them.

Soap smiles at the sene in front of him seeing the sliver of happiness in their life of war and suffering this is what they wanted this is finally what they got a place of peace and quiet nothing but love in their little home they always dreamed of when deployed or more what soap dreamed of and he got it and he’s never going to let this picture go.

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Never in a million years he will forever fight along and for Simon

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"Well, I don't mind it." Will said as he laid a blanket on the wooden floor, followed by a pillow. "It's not my first time sleeping in this kind of conditions." He added as he grabbed another pillow and another blanket and threw them on his improvised bed. "I am more worried about you. Need any help with that?"

Hannibal was unsuccessfully trying to light up the damp pieces of wood in the fireplace.

"It's not my first time sleeping in this kind of conditions either."

Will stared outside the window. There were high chances they wouldn't be able to open the door of the cabin in the morning due to the heavy snowfall. Another blanket would have been welcome since the wooden walls of the cabin allowed the chilly wind to creep in, whistling.

"Don't bother with the fire." Will said as he heard Hannibal's third frustrated groan. He only let those out in exceptional situations. There are not many things that don't go right for Hannibal Lecter.

"You will freeze." He replied shortly.

"My body warmth will be enough for us both. And these blankets might be a little moldy but you can pretend it's a fancy lavender scent."

The fact that Hannibal showed no reaction to his joke worried Will even more. Part of him knew he should just shut up and let Hannibal struggle with the fire for as long as he wants but another part of him didn't want to shut up. Changing the subject sounded like a reasonable idea.

"We might end up eating frozen squirrels. That is, if we can open the door."

Hannibal didn't even turn to face him, still leaning over the the fireplace. This time his silence felt heavier. It felt like a response.

"Are you there?" Will asked.

"Have you ever eaten a frozen squirrel, Will?"

His voice sounded somewhat dangerous, yet bittersweet. As if the question was meant to be spilled like an inkpot.

"I have not."

"I have."

"You won't have to do that again. Come here, I made us a nice bed."

For the first time, Hannibal abandoned the fire and turned to face Will. "Do you believe I am concerned about freezing? About having to eat frozen animals?"

Will was not sure what to answer to that since it sounded rhetorical.

"I don't care about what happens to me. I am worried about having you go through all of that. I am trying to keep you warm."

"Heartwarming." Will commented, arching an eyebrow. "However, I do care about what happens to you and I will keep you warm."

"I don't-"

Will made one of those sounds he would make to quiet his dogs when they would protest.

"You will step away from that fireplace and you will come here." Will ordered sternly. He followed Hannibal with his gaze, obeying him without any other objection. He crawled next to Will, under the moldy blanket.

Will searched for his hands underneath the blanket and brought them to his mouth. He blew warm air over them.

"I will keep you warm." Will repeated, this time softly, as a whisper. Hannibal stared at Will's face in the darkness of the cabin. His blue eyes gleamed like morning dew on the petals of a forget-me-not.

"Keep me warm, Will." Hannibal said, accepting his fate.

At least now, someone would keep warm the little boy who had died in the snow.

Pack it up Hannibal we know it’s you

i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass i need to eat his ass oh and btw also i need to eat his ass

Me getting my lil treat at 3 am

Cutie-pie of the sea (x)

Season 3 of Hannibal reminds me of that one SpongeBob episode where SpongeBob has to go to school and leaves Patrick all alone

(Ofc Hannibal is Patrick)

Another quick little ✨thing✨ Hannibal definitely made mac and cheese after and they all sat at the dinner table eating macaroni and cheese ✨✨✨

All I can think of rn is Adam having a complete meltdown and Nigel not knowing how to help so he calls Hannibal and Duncan to help and Hannibal tells him what to do and when that doesn't work Duncan just fucking comes to their place with a bunch of star stickers for Adam (I'm having artblock rn or else I'd draw it. Plus an extremely bad English day)