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Rutina Wesley got engaged to a woman and I'm even more convinced that Bryan Fuller's real goal with Hannibal was to make a show so entirely gay to its core that even its cast was devoid of straight people #gayagenda
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Women of Hannibal | black & white
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Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight
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Alana and Margot celebrating Pride <3
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Ladies of Hannibal: “One Goodbye”
“Hey, kid.”
Abigail stirs at the sound of a familiar voice, but doesn’t want to get up. The grass beneath her is soft, velvety and cool, and the sunlight that warms her skin is like a blanket she doesn’t want to throw off.
“Come on, I’m gonna tell you some stuff.”
When she opens her eyes, she sees Beverly Katz standing over her.
“Aren’t you dead?” she asks.
“Pretty sure,” Beverly says with a smirk. “Join the club.”
Abigail’s hand flies to her neck as she suddenly remembers Hannibal slicing through it, but her skin is whole. She can’t even feel the old scar her father gave her.
She sits up and looks out over a field and sky that look like a desktop computer background, if she’s being perfectly honest.
“Is this Heaven?” she asks, unable to keep the disappointment out of her voice.
“Eh,” Beverly says, making a vague seesawing gesture with her hands. “It’s part of the afterlife. There’s not much I can tell you.”
“Because you’re not allowed?”
Beverly’s eyes gleam and her mouth quirks into a sly smile.
“Can you at least tell me if my mom is here?” Abigail asks. “Or my dad?”
“Nope, sorry,” Beverly says.
Abigail sits in the mossy velvet grass for a while, noticing that the clouds on the horizon move as if they’re real. There are also birds singing, and Abigail wonders if they’re the spirits of dead sparrows and cardinals.
“Can you tell me why it’s you?” she asks after a while. “You said you were gonna tell me stuff.”
“I guess because I kind of know more of what you went through,” Beverly says with a shrug. She sits down beside her and kicks off her shoes to run her toes through the grass. “I’m the best one to lay out your choices.”
“What choices?” Abigail asks.
“You can go back,” Beverly says, “to say goodbye to one person.”
“Then what?”
“Then you move on to wherever you’re supposed to,” Beverly says, waving expansively at the scenery around them. “You only get one person, though.”
“Are you here to make recommendations?”
“You could see your mom,” Beverly says. She turns to Abigail with those mischievous eyes again. “You could go haunt Hannibal Lecter for a while, fuck up one of his dinner parties and scare the shit out of him.”
Abigail snorts laughter. “Is that what you did?”
Beverly sighs. “Nah. I was boring. I went to see my aunt to make sure she would take care of my cat.”
“That’s really sweet,” Abigail says, and means it.
Part of her really wants to see her mother, ask her why. Why didn’t you save me? You had your suspicions, I know it. It’s also pretty tempting to haunt Hannibal, but she thinks he wouldn’t really be scared by it. He would be philosophical about it, or sketch a picture of her ghost. Or both.
“I know where I want to go.”
Beverly turns to her. “You sure? You only get the one.”
“I’m sure.”
“All right, good luck, kid,” Beverly says, and snaps her fingers.
*****
Abigail finds herself standing in Will Graham’s hospital room. He looks weirdly healthy for someone in a coma with bags of waste attached to his body. Nurses and doctors come and go, paying her no mind. It takes her a bit to realize they can’t see her. Supposedly Will can, once he wakes up. She wonders if anyone else will be able to see her.
“We’ll go find him,” she says to Will’s unconscious form. “Together. Maybe we’ll sail that boat of yours…”
-end-
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Messy Clo is messy 
Prints on my Society6, RedBubble and Mont8
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Aaaand this is my Hannigram secret Santa gift for @existingcharactersdiehorribly :D 
In an unexpected plot twist (because I was 99% set and ready to do some Hannigram) I decided to go for Alana & Margot instead, and make it a domestic/fluffy/Christmas-y piece. Because these two need (and deserve) more moments like these… and because it was about time that I tried to do something with the pairing. It’s… something different and not very hannibal-esque I’m afraid, but I’ve loved working on it and I really hope you like it ❤ Happy holidays!!
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I was literally thinking, “has anyone Hannibal-post-appropriated this yet” and then my dash did a thing
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Chiyo & Bedelia 
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Jack & Bella: 03.04  [Requested by a-kent]
By: thejennire
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Has anyone else seen A Cure for Wellness and noticed that they obviously took some inspiration (/ entire scenes) from Hannibal?
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We have been blessed with Bedelia’s beauty (7/10)
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Alana Bloom & Margot Verger’s first meeting
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“The story was that Orion was a mighty and proud hunter who was stung by a scorpion. Orion died of the scorpion’s sting and was placed among the stars by the gods. Although the scorpion was destroyed by the gods in vengeance for killing Orion, it was also placed among the stars. In order to prevent Orion and the scorpion from quarreling and fighting with each other in the sky, the gods placed Orion and the scorpion at opposite ends of the sky, and in opposite seasons, so that both of them can never be seen in the sky at the same time.”
a @hannigramholidayexchange gift for @loveroflectr. i had the pleasure of creating this gift and i really do hope you will like it! 
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“I’ve never known myself as well as I know myself when I’m with him.”
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