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willinterrupted · 6 years ago
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queerhannibal · 7 years ago
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Will tensing up when being touched by Beverly vs. Will being totally relaxed while being touched by Hannibal (despite that scene having way more tension than the scene with Beverly does)
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hannibal-obsessed · 6 years ago
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#hannibaladventcalendar #daytwo #hannibal #tinyhannibal #tinywillgraham #hannibaladvent #advent #adventcalendar #hannibalobsessed #funkopops #funkos #christmas https://www.instagram.com/p/B5k46AHFKxW/?igshid=1tso9lapxz4jv
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knifelesbianjo · 7 years ago
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Beautiful killer, cut me deep
                             Monster In Me - Little Mix
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marchivists · 7 years ago
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the reason there’s no hannibal christmas special is because it would literally be too gay. we, as a fandom, could not handle it. for example:
hannibal and will are shown sitting across from each other, in front of a crackling fire. hannibal leans forward, a small box in his hands. “i had this engraved for you when i was in europe,” he hands the box to will, who opens it. inside is a simple silver ring. “now seemed like the proper time to give it to you.” will has to squint and hold it towards the light of the fire to read the engraving. he laughs and slides it onto his ring finger, smiling. a quick pan to hannibal’s face tells the audience he had hoped will would put it there but wasn’t sure it would happen. neither of them mention it out-loud. although will is shown reading the engraving, it is kept between the two of them. a few seconds pass and will leans forward as well, pulling a simply wrapped package out of his pocket. he hands it to hannibal. “it’s not from europe and it’s not engraved, but it’s something.” hannibal opens it slowly and carefully. inside is an elaborate dagger, with delicate designs starting at the handle and snaking their way down the blade. it’s obviously very old. “i also got you a magic bullet blender,” will interrupts the silence that had started to grow. hannibal, who had been staring at his gift, looks up at will, his eyes full of love and probably tears. “it’s in the kitchen. i couldn’t fit it in my pocket.” hannibal takes will’s hands and kisses them gently, stopping for a moment before he kisses the ring, too.  
the credits start rolling and the hannibal fandom? dead
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mistikfir · 7 years ago
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Hannibal Advent Day 26 -  “Mizumono”
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Beverly and Hannibal watch Will, waiting for him to draw a conclusion from his process. Will tries to gather himself together, knowing Hannibal is watching him closely.
HannibalAdvent – Sakizuke (S02E02)
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theriak · 7 years ago
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Hannibal Advent 2018 Day 28 -  Primavera
When we’ve gone from this life, I will always have this place.
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fleeingintosilence · 7 years ago
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will graham stills - potage
“He is an intelligent psychopath. He is a sadist. He will never kill like this again. So how do we catch him?”
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cinnamaldeide · 7 years ago
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Perhaps an odd question but I'm curious. A lot of fics I've read recently depict Hannibal as a sadist. Do you think he is or do you think he is to an extent? I get more of the impression from the show that his character revolves around definite narcissism in his motivation for doing things for his own amusement and pleasure but I'm not sure he gets pleasure from violence? I'm not making much sense and I'm hoping you will help me make more sense out of this ahh
This is not an odd question, quite interesting in fact; the odd part is asking me, who has absolutely no clue on how to come up with an insightful reply. I think I’ll just portray the same character I try to convey in my fanfictions, and I hope you’ll find that adequate (´ー` )
First of all, I’ll be honest and tell you I enjoy both recent and less recent fanworks, and depicting Hannibal as a sadist is nothing new. Authors of all age see him as a creature that knows sufferance, his and his victims’, and how to provoke it. Sadism is just not the focus.I can only speak about the movies and the show, which portray two rather different aspects of the same character, but there is a certain delicacy in how the show treats such theme. In my opinion, the attention for aesthetics in there greatly exceeds that for gore and violence. Mads Mikkelsen plays an elegant, composed man who has a profound distaste for rudeness; untouchable, devilish, offended by unbecoming manners, Will’s aside. Anthony Hopkins is instead a feral creature who revels in intimidating his acquaintances for the sake of seeking in their eyes admiration blended with fear, not bothering to hide anything in clear sight.One is a peacock, the other a lion. I’m not saying one is more dangerous, I’m talking about their attitude, their behaviour.
I think both Hannibals would inevitably be considered sadists, to an extend; Hopkins’ Lecter would result more close than Mikkelsen’s, but sadist doesn’t cover Hannibal’s multitude of features.
Let’s concentrate on the show version, which seemed to be your intent. You declare Hannibal’s motivated by narcisism, by egocentrism, which is not proportionate to his sadism. They are both present, but not exponentially connected. I’d argue that it’s an assumption I can’t deny nor confirm, since we rarely witness his crimes first hand. Will does, reconstructing his crimes, and it seems to me he’s rather impassive, clearly more focussed on the message he’s conveying than in the way he manages to accomplish his final work. To describe it with a metaphor, it’s like distinguishing between Hannibal enjoying painting for the sake of colouring the canvas and Hannibal merely doing what he needs to do to have his wonderful portrait at the end of the day.Hannibal doesn’t paint. He murders. He clearly enjoys that, it’s impossible to sustain he’s not at least partially invested in bestowing sufferance and cruelty. When Hannibal returns young and kills Rinaldo Pazzi, il Mostro is taunting his victim, has been playing with it for years, like he did with Jack Crawford. I think Hannibal enjoys the haunt more than the kill, like a cat playing with the mouse. Might not even eat it afterwards, if not for, you know, the cannibalism.
To answer your question, I think Bryan Fuller presented us Hannibal Lecter as a cultured, refined man, someone with whom the majority of us could emphasize, to understand Will’s perspective better. He gave us a man we could find charming, we could learn to appreciate and sympathize with, so that when he says one should always eat the rude whenever possible, we forget for a moment he’s insane.I’m saying this as her fervent fan. I love this character. It’s made of wrath and it’s not surrendering to the fact that certain persons are impolite, that nothing can change that. Death would, from his perspective. And if not that, then fear would do the rest. What I’m saying is, violence is a means to an end; that Hannibal enjoys it a lot just a little bit is just a mere coincidence 🌼The short answer is: yes, he’s a sadist. Not just that, but he’s also a sadistic bastard, among other things. Ask Will.
I’m sorry my answer is so long (and took so much time) and still probably not satisfying. It’s just a question whose answers are multiple and sometimes contraddictory. I’m not an expert, but I tried my best.
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shiphitsthefan · 7 years ago
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a/n @frostyleegraham sent me these prompts on twitter! here’s #10, marlana style, because i used #20 for beardogs
Margot loves her children--all of them, the living son and the not-yet-born daughter and the one that never was. Morgan is the loudest of the three by default, though Margot’s sure that, once Alana delivers Abigail in February, she’ll challenge her older brother’s claim to the noise throne. For now, he practices shouting and running up and down the stairs and pulling breakable things off shelves.
Or, this morning, pushing the Christmas tree over when he tried to climb it. Margot’s beginning to understand why her mother’s hair was so thin.
Broken shards of shining gold and glass ornaments still nestle in the carpet by the time Alana comes home, Margot on hands and knees plucking out the bits the vacuum cleaner refused to pick up. Trapped inside the play yard, Morgan knocks the plastic pigs from his Fisher Price farm together, over and over, making car sounds when they crash.
Alana leans against the doorjamb, briefcase in one hand, the other absentmindedly rubbing her belly over her striped suit. “I’d ask how your day was,” she says, “but I think you might kill me.”
“Christmas is cancelled.” Margot glares at Alana’s obvious amusement. “When the family comes over, we’ll invite them in, take their coats, immediately hand their coats back, and tell them to leave presents at the door on the way out.”
“That bad, huh?”
“I’m not putting the da--the blam tree back up.”
“Of course not. We’ll let Morgan do it.”
Morgan perks up when he hears his name. “Mommy!” and he waves at her with both pigs. “Feed the baby!”
Usually, Margot laughs at Morgan reminding Alana to eat. Today, she’s just too tired. “Is it time for him to start preschool yet?”
“He doesn’t turn three for another four months.” Alana gives her belly one last parting pat. “Did you know you’re bleeding?” she asks, setting her briefcase down on the entryway table. “Where’s the first aid kit?”
Margot sits back on her heels to examine her hands. “On top of the fridge.” She glances down at the carpet. “I hope you like red polka dots.”
“I love p--”
“Feed the baby!”
“Morgan, just a minute, honey--I love red polka dots.” Alana’s kitten heels click against the kitchen floor’s ceramic tiles. “Where on top of the fridge?”
Margot wipes her hands off on her yoga pants. Might as well match the carpet. Behind her, Morgan makes an excited whoosh, and then a bright pink pig lands in the armchair to her right.
“Mar?”
“Sorry, behind the cookie jar.”
“Drink the baby, Mommy!” Morgan rattles one of the wooden sides of the play yard.
“Why is the cookie jar on top of the fridge?” Alana’s voice echoes as she shouts to be heard over their son.
Margot sighs, looking forlornly at the toppled tree. “Take a wild guess.”
Send me a prompt from this list (kpopfanfictrash . tumblr . com / post / 167140890336 / holiday-drabble-prompts) and one of the following pairings: beardogs, marlana, or shyan. I’ll do a prompt more than once, but not for the same ship. To keep track of the story and what prompts have been used, check #isawthreeships on my tumblr!
Crossposted to ao3. Standard messaging rates may apply.
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willinterrupted · 6 years ago
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My husband has a very sophisticated palate. He's very particular about how I taste.
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queerhannibal · 7 years ago
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- You're a Weaver. I took you for an isosceles guy. - I have a rotator cuff issue, so I have to use the Weaver stance.
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hannibal-obsessed · 6 years ago
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I've been on a short break...Now I'm back with the start of my annual #hannibaladventcalendar #dayone #hannibal #tinyhannibal #hannibaladvent #advent #adventcalendar #hannibalobsessed #funkopops #funkos #christmas https://www.instagram.com/p/B5ice2sFyOY/?igshid=apwc3zxv5iam
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knifelesbianjo · 7 years ago
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Will Graham // Lovely
"Tear me to pieces, skin to bone"
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marchivists · 7 years ago
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the high school au headcanons no one asked for:
hannibal lecter: that one friend everyone invites to sleepovers bc their moms love him/think he’s a good influence. doesn’t believe straight people exist anymore despite knowing several straight people. lowkey thinks the mystery meat they serve in the cafeteria was his introduction to cannabalism.
will graham: signed up for every single ap class possible despite being warned that it would be “detrimental to his health” by every one (they are). brings a baby monitor to class sometimes so he can listen to his dogs. kissed hannibal once at a party but claims it wasn’t a real kiss bc he had his eyes closed
alana bloom: that one kid who always shares their gum with everyone. keeps being volunteered to work on school committees and stuff despite never signing up for any of it. saw margot making out with a girl and still wonders if she’s gay or not. never says the pledge of allegiance
jack crawford: local straight man. created the gsa for their school and forced all his friends to come. always asks “what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done” during truth or dare but never believes what anyone says. the only person who thought will could handle his ap classes
freddie lounds: sat with will and hannibal in the cafeteria on the first day of school and highkey regrets it bc hannibal won’t let her leave. always the first one to know any drama. jack kicked her out of the gsa so she made the school shut it down. wild
margot verger: she was the first and only gay to come out in middle school. keeps slipping flirty notes into alana’s locker to see how long it will take her to figure out who it is. got a perfect score and the sat and the act (says she never studied but actually worked extremely hard)
abigail hobbs: that one freshmen that all the upperclassmen lowkey adopt. very anxious 24/7 but very™ good at hiding it. will’s learned how to figure when she’s having bad mental health days and sneaks cookies into her locker to be supportive™. made a teacher cry one after school. always has chapstick (won’t share tho)
mason verger: vapes in the bathroom and then cries when a teacher catches him. will stuffed him in a locker once and even the teachers agreed that was where he belonged. watches food wars on the computers in the library without headphones. 0/10 gross oily boy
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