nhescio - Tumblr blog

[nhescio]

My doodles while I was waiting for the panel

[nhescio]

[nhescio]

[nhescio]

Hannibal: Llamas with Hats AU

———

[nhescio]

Extremely important psychiatry happening here:

i can’t stop making these someone help me

[nhescio]

BitchyxTwitchy

[nhescio]

Will: Why are you looking at me like that? I’m being completely serious!

[nhescio]

Will is punishing him for his crimes against humanity. (Hannibal accidentally expressed interest in another serial killer.)

[nhescio]

[nhescio]

[nhescio]

anytime i see alana crit that has anything to do with hannigram, i get frustrated because no! personally, that's not why i hate her. i was pissed at her WELL before the s1 kiss!

i think she's terrrrrible at her job. i cannot stand the way she talks to and/or about abigail. i hate the weird "relatable" gift card bit she does, i hate when she pushes abigail to talk during group because abigail is correct in feeling like she doesn't fit in and that group isn't a safe place for her! SHES RIGHT! and later when alana is talking to jack (i think??) and she's all i think abigail might be depressed, it's so sad to see a bright young woman to miss out on her potential. like NO FUCKING SHIT she's depressed?!?!?! are you joking??? her mother was just killed in front of her and her dad literally attempts to kill her just the same. not to mention all the abuse we find out later???? like homegirl is NOT okay and all alana can talk about is her missed potential??? shut the fuck up 😭

she bugs me for soooo many reasons before i can even think to bring up will and hannibal. and don't get me wrong, i still love alana and the character is very interesting and complex to me. but man, EARLY season one made me such a hater and it was hard to see past it on my first watch ngl!

i wouldn't change a thing tho. i think she's a perfect example of the way our medical system treats people and how much they fail those who really need some professional help!

[nhescio]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ★ hannibal icons.

[nhescio]

💀 Why did Hannibal

Hannibal 1.05 Coquilles

[nhescio]

What a silly goofy guy Dr. Lecter is am i right?

[nhescio]

Hiiiiii it’s me! The fic writing person! You can call me Cue, feel free to hop over to my inbox if u wanna message me about ideas and such. Honestly kind of a fun relief to have another creative giving me some ideas, if you want…. Writer’s block is horrid and I’ve got like 3 other fics going right now lmao. Hope you’re having a good day/night, thanks for letting me run with your fun idea a little bit ☺️

Glad my crazy thoughts are inspirational lmao. I totally will be hopping over :D

And good luck on your fics!

[nhescio]

Okay I have a visceral need for a hannigram time travel fic but instead of the typical Will or Hannibal fix-it, the person that time travels back is none other than Frederick fucking Chilton. Like imagine Chilton wallowing around all crispy and stuff after being human torched wondering what he’s done to deserve everything he’s been through. And when he’s finally okay enough to be discharged from the hospital to go home, an anvil falls on him or smth. And as he’s lying there incredulously, he’s like, yknow what? Im not even upset about this. I think Ive suffered enough near death experiences. Please just let this one put me out of my misery. And as his eyes finally drift shut, he hears an alarm blaring in his face. An alarm from his phone. His phone which, when he goes to shut it off, displays an impossible sequence of numbers— the plastic screen shinning with a date from four years past.

So after freaking out and confirming that he is indeed in the past, (and weeping in joy over his unmutilated body) Frederick does the obvious— he packs his bags, pays a visit to the bank, and gets on the next available flight out of the country.

And then his plane crashes and he dies.

But of course he doesn’t die because that seems to be a common theme in Frederick Chilton’s life!

So he’s jolting out of bed again to that same alarm and he tries not to tear his own face off (not that he would ever actually do that cause he knows how easily he could lose that precious face). And (after a few more tries) since this time loop bs isn’t letting him run away, he does the next best thing— phoning the FBI with a tip so that they would investigate Hannibal Lecter and put him behind bars for good. But of course Hannibal somehow finds out and discretely shakes the FBI off his trail while simultaneously sending one of his murderer protég��s after Frederick. And so not even a month passes by before Frederick finds himself dying and waking to that infuriating alarm again.

And he keeps going through different loops trying to avoid being “murder tableau of the week”, but failing miserably every time. After dying for what feels like an infinite number of times, he’s realized two main consistencies. Number one, he can’t personally expose Hannibal Lecter as the ripper if he doesn’t want to be gutted, and two, the sooner Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter begin their weird courtship, whether from Frederick’s deliberate meddling or from ripples of unrelated actions, somehow he’s left with much less blood and chaos in the aftermath. In one incredible timeline, Frederick even managed to only sustain one life threatening disembowelment for three years before accidentally making a rude comment about Will Graham’s lack of a social life, thereby leading to a cold death in the Atlantic.

After this revelation, he vows to get Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter to bang each other as soon as possible for the sake of his own self preservation— going through elaborate plans like befriending and recruiting the FBI’s forensics team, or snapping Jack Crawford out of his obliviousness so he’d bluntly give them a nudge, or even once flirting with Will Graham himself to get Hannibal Lecter jealous (note: that attempt did NOT end up well).

And one day, after a shocked text from his “Sassy Science Matchmaking Squad” group chat proclaiming that Hannibal and Will, lovingly dubbed Hannigram by the group, had spontaneously quit their jobs and run away to Europe together, Frederick suddenly realizes he hasn’t been stabbed or burned or maimed or drowned or disemboweled once! He thinks back to his early success in this timeline— silently high fiving with Beverly and Jimmy (Zeller, the spoilsport, had refused to partake) while voyeuristically watching Will and Hannibal shyly having their first kiss in the shadows of a filthy crime scene. In fact, he didn’t think anyone in their immediate circle had been stabbed or burned or maimed or drowned or— well you get the point.

And as one year turns to two to four to eight with no word from Hannibal or Will except the occasional postcard, a sort of cautious optimism starts building in Frederick’s heart. The years continue to fly by until one day, Frederick finds that his hair has turned a snowy white, and that his legs are too weak to support his aching body. He tries to take in a breath to laugh but it comes out as a wheeze. He’s at the end of the line once more, but this time at the end of a healthy, fulfilling life. His only wish is that he’s finally allowed to move on. And as he feels his life slowly drifting away from him, Frederick wonders if he’s accomplished whatever divine mission that godforsaken time loop had wanted him to complete. It really feels like he did the best he could this life, preventing every possible death on the East Coast by sending Hannibal and Will packing early. Sure, he feels bad for the poor suckers in Florence or Paris that were probably flambéed for a pretentiously fancy brunch, but realistically, those two would always leave a body count no matter where they went.

All Frederick wants now is to pass in peace. With a heavy sigh, Frederick willingly closes his eyes one last time, content to move on into whatever lies in the beyond.

And he dies. For real this time. Woohoo!

The End

[nhescio]

Ha-nya-bal’s Adventures in Florence :D

Hannibal: Omg Will we both have quirky outfits for our special interests <3

Will: …