#alana bloom x margot verger

[ibuprofenbottle]

This post is actually about the kaleidoscope lesbian sx scene in hannibal

[morgodrawings]

Mothered so hard they invented a whole day just for them.

[moonyackertarg]

gay people can never be just gay, they always gotta commit a mortal sin or two

[butternut-toucan]

Massacre wives.

Margot kinda looks like Alexander Hamilton lmao 💀

[max-is-really-okay]

I am obsessed with these lesbians

[gigireece16]

happy halloween to only hugh dancy covered in blood

[faunshiii]

hope you guys don’t mind me posting stuff other than yellowjackets here too!!! i recently watched hannibal and I AM OBSESSED

[ldrloversblog]

Mental illnesses in Hannibal

Hired Hannibal to help Will (he actually made him worse)

Thought she could fix Hannibal (she hated his ass)

Tried to expose Hannibal (ICONIC MEAN REDHEAD LESBIAN)

Slept with Hannibal’s boyfriend (Iconic lesbian/My wife)

Slept with Hannibal (he manipulated her, bisexual disaster)

Trusted Hannibal (he manipulated her, “I gave you a child Will”)

Is in love with Hannibal (Bisexual disaster)

Hannibal Lecter

[nobody-just-reading]

The duality of Hannibal ships. Hannigram and (I'm not even sure if they have a proper ship name) Margot x Alana

[5tarfi5h]

more marlana for the soul

[ave09]

Please write for will. I AM DESPERATE

BET! i just wrote something cute and fluffy but if you have any specific scenario (specifically angst bc im in. a mood) send ‘em to my box!

real

will graham x reader

(based on szn 1 bbg will)

one word to describe the day: draining. jack was on your ass the entire day, hounding you about the chesapeake ripper, and it just wouldn’t let up. 

all you wanted was a night of peace, just you, a book, and some wine. and yet, as the peace was finally being restored and you felt calm… there was a knock at the door. 

“great,” you mumbled, rising from your comfy seat on the couch, crossing the room towards the front hall. who would be here at this hour? you unlocked the door, pulling it open slightly, seeing will graham standing there, fidgeting nervously, a bottle of wine in hand. 

you furrowed your brows, “will?” pulling open the door all the way, “what are you doing here?” 

the man cleared his throat, averting eye contact, “well-you-you seemed on edge. with the ripper, jack and everything, and i thought maybe you could use some wine-and company-“ 

you heart warmed at the gesture. the two of you had been spending a lot of time together, working on this case, and doing so, were also getting to know one another better. and she loved it. 

a small smile tugged at your lips as he let out a nervous chuckle, “but now that i’m here, i’m thinking you’d probably want to be alone-so i’m just gonna leave this here and-“

she shook her head slightly. sure. maybe he was right. but if there was anyone she’d want to spend her evening with, it would be will graham. 

“please, you’ve come all this way, come in,” you gestured for him to enter, and he did, “thanks,” he mumbled as he stepped inside, taking charge and closing the door behind him rather then waiting on you to do it yourself. 

will glanced around, taking in your home. he’d only been here once before, and that was when he had offered to help you home after a particularly rough patch in this chesapeake ripper case. 

it was a long day, the scene was beyond disturbing, leaving you frazzled. will had taken it upon himself to drive you home and help you out. you most definitely appreciated the gesture. and in all honesty, that’s probably where your attraction for the man started. 

he was always so sweet. intelligent too. not to mention handsome. 

“here, i’ll take that,” you said, gently taking the wine from his hands, cradling it carefully before gesturing to the living area. 

the two of you walked towards it, you settled into your comfy spot once again, will took a seat in the loveseat across from you. 

you set the new wine bottle on the coffee table beside the open one, sighing softly as you glanced up at him, “so..” small talk did not come easier for either of you. 

“how’ve you been? with this whole shitshow?” you ask. he simply shrugs. “it’s rough. he’s too smart.” 

“he knows precisely what he’s doing and how to get away with it.” 

will nodded, glancing up at you for a moment before clearing his throat again, “ya think maybe we could leave work be for a second? and just… talk?”

you nodded, shifting slightly in your seat, “of course,” you then fell into silence, trying to find something to discuss.

“hey,” 

his voice was soft. fragile. 

he leaned forward slightly, fidgeting with his fingers, “hi,” you replied jokingly, your voice equally as soft.

“am i imagining things?” he asked suddenly, catching you off guard. “imagining what?” 

he swallows, adam’s apple bobbing slightly, “i-i don’t want to be too upfront, but… what’s this about?” he asks, gesturing between you and him. 

“us?”

he nodded. you tilted your head slightly, “what?”

“you don’t see it?” slowly, you sat up taller, somewhat catching on. “listen… i’m not one to do this.. not really.” he’s reluctant with his replies as he continues. 

“i… have feelings for you. and not-not the platonic kind.” 

your heart flutters, breath quickens. was this actually happening? was this real?

“you have.. romantic feelings for me?” you asked, to which he nodded. 

“and-i don’t know if i’m crazy-and this is just somewhat delusional but-“

“i do too.” 

he glanced up at you. “what?”

slowly, you stood, crossing the room towards the loveseat, will slowly rising as well. you now stood before him, a smile tugging on your lips, “i too have romantic feelings for you, will graham.” 

a small smile broke out across his lips, “you mean it?” 

“why would i lie?” 

slowly, he took a step forward, a very small gap between you now. you took the opportunity to lean in, gently brushing your lips against his, testing the waters.

his hand gently found your neck, gently pulling you closer, his lips melting against yours. this was only something that you’d dreamt about, and now it was happening. 

slowly, he pulled away, his eyes closed as he rested his forehead against yours. 

“real?” he asked softly, “this is real?”

“as real as ever.” 

and you leaned in and kissed him once more. 

[morgodrawings]

DAY 11

My beautiful beautiful muses

Full version on patreon (link in bio)

[forsapphics]

HANNIBAL (2013 - 2015)

S03, E04: Aperitivo — dir. Marc Jobst

[bwaybby09]

I went into the Hannibal fandom just assuming that it was just another program where the homosexuality is subtle and not canon…

And I’ll just say:

God. Damn.

This show is so fucking gay…

…in a good, but twisted way…

(A/N: Holy shit, that rhymed…)

[queerquaintrelle]

For those of us with taste who appreciate women…

Tagging: @malicious-compliance-esq, @dhavernasty, @spellbound-multi, @musicboxmemories, @hannibalmetaresource,, @deerabigailhobbs & @hannibelles ❤️

Ft this Gif for funsies, snooze on the bicon lady you lose @ Will Graham & Hannibal Lecter (bisexual - Will Graham, and pansexual - Lecter), bi-male lean, demisexual Abigail Hobbs is real to me but we digress.

The only ladies I am okay with Hannibal Lecter kissing are Clarice Starling and Bedelia and that’s cause they can play and beat him at his own games. It’s canon Thomas Harris said so.

Will can kiss whoever he wants, he’s just enough of a pathetic wet dog bisexual loser (canon) to make him tolerable, otherwise I would punch him for objectifying Abigail.

[gigireece16]

happy national dog day to this freak. god bless him