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Who wouldn’t want homemade cookies from will?

I know it’s not his birthday yet but I just had this idea~

This is the longest crack I ever drew

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Hannibal Lecter’s story told by an unreliable narrator. -APERITIF-

I don’t know what this is -because my mind follows several trains of thought at once with distraction from every single one of them and without knowing what was the last thing thought- but I was having fun and this is the result. If you like it I will try my best to commit to it.

I hope they will let me choose the sign on my grave, because this is how I’m going to die, buried under cannibal’s images and a pun on my lips.

THE UNRELIABLE NARRATOR EPISODE 1 - APERITIF

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.fromage. 

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God, that parallel between them seeing Hannibal, a bitch was in love and that bitch was Will

He sure was anon

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Hannibal: I’m always a slut for Will Graham

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A moment of genuine, careless passion. 

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Will + change in demeanor

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“She was a slim and delicate pig.” 

“I’ll make you lomo saltado. We’ll make it together. 

You slice the ginger.”

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this makes me want to cry

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“Of course, my darling.” Hannibal just smiles pressing his face into Will’s curls. “But soon your beasts will be pawing at the door wanting to be fed.”

💕 "Don't go."

“Of course, my dear Will.” He murmured, climbing back under the sheets. He winced as his feet, cold from the brief exposure to the bedroom air, made contact with Will’s. “My apologies.”

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A transcript of everything Bedelia has said to Will Graham

Bedelia: Now listen here you feral twink, call your boyfriend, and stop sweating in my office

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💕 "Don't go."

“Of course, my dear Will.” He murmured, climbing back under the sheets. He winced as his feet, cold from the brief exposure to the bedroom air, made contact with Will’s. “My apologies.”

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send “DON’T GO!” and an emoji to see my muse’s reaction to yours...

💕 saying it softly and kindly

🌧️ saying it while crying

🔪 saying it while pointing a weapon towards my muse

💥 saying it angrily 

🔗 saying it while holding or pinning my muse

☁️ saying it for protecting my muse

🧟 saying it trembling, scared