To Be Cared For And Preserved By Someone Who Is So, So Good At Destroying Things.

Sigh I just wanna good fanfic 😔 sigh or a gay manhwa 😔

I love Hannibal trending on Easter

will graham wanted hannibal lecter’s arms to be his tomb

WE WERE ROBBED

I WILL LITERALLY PUNCH THE WALL. Uncancel it you cowards. I feel betrayed.

We all know Hannibal only moved those seats closer before wills appointment. then moved them straight back to their original position when Will left 💀

"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.

Will on a daily basis

“Professor Graham why does Dr. Lecter call you babygirl?”- one of Will’s students probably

Oh my god…

Just finished the MWlll campaign I need emotional support right now….

Even though I seen spoilers and tried to make the campaign as long as possible (I started the day it came out) I was not emotionally prepared or ready to see what I was going to.-