#The Chesapeake Ripper

[vertigoartgore]

Countdown to the 10th anniversary of the Hannibal Series Finale (6) :

Hannibal 1X06 - Entrée (airdate : May 2, 2013)

Directed by Michael Rymer and written by Kai Yu Wu.

[thefabledcannibals]

Hannibal whenever he gets to cut someone open and display their bloody organs outside their body

[pesky--dust]

I like to wonder what must have been going through Jack Crawford's mind when he witnessed this scene.

Like— A dangerous criminal, the Chesapeake Ripper, surrenders outside the home of your most valued criminal profiler, saying he wants the said profiler to always know where he is and where to find him, while looking at him like a kicked puppy?

Jack: Good job, Will. What you two are tho, gays?

[under-loch-n-key]

Here everyone, have some Murder Husbands fan art that I doodled on my phone. Lol.

Im trying to get back into the game of drawing but I’ve been so burned out and busy. I’m pretty proud of this doodle though!

It’s a bit messy like usual but ehhhhh, I don’t care. Lmao.

[cece693]

Protect (Hannibal Lecter x Gender Neutral Reader)

Summary: You didn't care if people were against your relationship with Hannibal, calling you all names under the sun for managing to 'bewitch' one of Baltimore's highest socialites, but Hannibal was a different story.

tags: teaching a lesson, Hannibal really just wants to protect you, murder (duh)

"Hannibal, please tell me you didn't kill him." You whined, looking at your lover, who couldn't even bother to feign confusion, simply letting one of those small, knowing smiles grace his face.

You turned back to TattleCrime, reading all about the mysterious disappearance of Alan Wright, one of Baltimore's more notable socialites. Theories of who could've done it, along with useless testimonies from people who 'loved' him and wanted him back, filled the page. With a frustrated sigh, you closed the laptop and stood up from the couch.

"We talked about hunting too close to home. What if they trace it back to you?"

"They won't." Hannibal reassured, his voice laced with a smugness that you couldn’t help but resent. If you were a normal person, the knowledge that you were sleeping with a cannibalistic serial killer would have sent you running for the hills, but you weren’t sane.

Hannibal's ideology, while disturbing, was understandable, honorable even. Rudeness was intolerable (something you wholeheartedly agreed with), but you could overlook it under special circumstances—this moment constitutes as one.

"Hannibal, you can't kill every person who speaks unfavorably of me. That would draw even more unwanted attention from the police and FBI."

Hannibal’s jaw clenched, a clear signal that your words had struck a nerve. He knew you were right—lately, Will and Jack had begun to suspect him, their eyes narrowing in on the smallest inconsistencies. There was no need to get sloppy and provide them with the evidence they so desperately sought.

"Alan Wright wasn’t just unfavorable." he began, his tone measured and calm. "He was a vile creature, filled with envy and spite. He demeaned you, reduced you to nothing more than a trophy, a shallow figure climbing the social ladder." His words were sharp, each one cutting deeper as he continued. "He dared to belittle what we share, to trivialize it. How could I stand idly by while he poisoned others with his malicious lies?"

"Lies." you interjected, your voice firm but calm. "You said it yourself—baseless assumptions that hold no power."

Hannibal’s eyes narrowed slightly, his jaw tightening again as he processed your words. "Perhaps they were lies." he conceded, though his tone suggested he was far from convinced. "But lies, when spoken by someone with influence, can become a dangerous truth in the minds of others. Alan had a way of manipulating those around him, of planting seeds of doubt and suspicion."

You could see the frustration building in him, the way his control was slipping with each passing moment. "But those seeds would have withered without attention." you pressed, trying to make him see your reasoning.

"They didn’t deserve your time, your energy, or your wrath. It shouldn't matter what others think of us. That would be pedestrian, don't you agree?" You knew it was petty, but Hannibal had to understand the irrationality behind his actions.

"Pedestrian." He echoed, the word seeming to weigh heavily on his tongue. "Perhaps so. But it is not merely about the opinions of others. It’s about the principle of the matter, and the respect I feel you deserve."

Hannibal’s gaze softened, but the intensity in his eyes remained. "You underestimate how far I’m willing to go to protect you, to protect us." he murmured, his voice low and almost tender, though a dangerous edge lingered beneath. "Alan Wright wasn’t just a man spreading lies—he was a threat, one that I could not allow to fester."

You sighed, your frustration growing as you saw no change in Hannibal's mind. "But at what cost? You can’t kill every person who sees us differently, who doesn’t understand what we have. It’s not sustainable, and it’s not worth the risk."

Hannibal’s expression hardened, the control he’d been holding onto slipping further. "I won’t let anyone take you from me." he said, his voice rising, the calm facade beginning to crumble. "Not Alan Wright, not anyone. They will not diminish what we share, what we could become. I will protect you from all threats, no matter how small or insignificant they may seem to you."

His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his conviction. You could feel the storm building inside him, the way his emotions were beginning to spiral out of control. But even as he unraveled, you couldn’t help but feel a deep, conflicted pull toward him—a mix of fear, admiration, and something else you couldn’t quite name.

"Hannibal." you said softly, stepping closer to him, trying to bring him back. "I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. But we need to be smart about this. We can’t let emotions drive us to do something we’ll regret."

For a moment, Hannibal didn’t respond, his gaze fixed on some distant point as if lost in his own thoughts. But then, slowly, he seemed to regain control, his breathing steadying, the wildness in his eyes dimming. He looked at you, really looked at you, and the tension in his body eased.

"You’re right." he finally said, though the words seemed to come with difficulty. "We must be careful. But never doubt my commitment to us, to you. I will protect what we have with everything I am."

[theskyisdown]

Will Graham being fired from the FBI the SECOND he introduces himself like “oh I do work for the fbi including psychological analysis…….PSYCH!!!! ANAL!!!!!!!”

[cosmicghoul99]

Shoutout to the person I saw who said that when they first started the show, they thought instead of being called “The Chesapeake Ripper”, that Hannibal was called the “Cheesecake” Ripper, and they didn’t realize the difference until recently. Bless you my liege, I wish you nothing but the best. You’re an icon for that

[kookiekult]

This came to me in a dream

[generoushottubcowboy]

Something not new, but I had to confessed

If Hannibal strangles me like he did with Miriam, I would let out the biggest, sluttiest, pornography moans I could ever done before happily ending up as shit in his stomach

[bigbreadpedlarandconnelwaldron]

Just finished watching season 2 of hannibal

[deerhobbs]

Quick little doodle for if Ryan and Shane did a buzzfeed unsolved episode on the Chesapeake Ripper

[gooberhopper25]

hannibal: there’s nobody there, put the gun down, will

gidion or whatever his name is:

am i not fucking real?

[boyinafandom]

IM ABOUT TO STRANGLE WILL IF YOU DONY GET OUT OF THAT PSYCH PATIENTS PICK UP TRUCK YOI STUPID FUCKER HE WILL KILL YOU.

season one is kicking my ass bro…PLEASE GO TO BED WILL.

[pesky--dust]

What a difference one season can make, parallels of episodes number seven: Yakimono, Digestivo

[drarreckyninja]

Jack: *about a flayed corpse at a Ripper scene* I just can't understand how someone can do this to another human being.

Will: Oh, you'd have to have a strong knowledge of anatomy...

Jimmy: A well-balanced cutting implement...

Zee: One that really holds its edge…

Bev: A floor drain would be helpful.

Jack: ... that cleared it up, thank you.

[cheese-rat29]

they could've caught the chesapeake ripper in half the time if they had taken hannibal to a chipotle. the sheer horror of watching a 16 year old putting his food together would've broken him right then and there.