#hannibal soulmates

[duchess-of-new-shire]

Big fan of whatever this kind of obsession is

[bobowbeau]

🩸 🩸 🩸

[falloutnewnobody]

an archetype in media that I go ferrally ballistic for every time is the queer, dilf, blonde, unstable, messy, moderately to extremely sassy doctor. Bonus points if he has a mean, equally unstable sewer rat for a boyfriend.

[hiroyildiz]

Hannibal soulmate au in which you can't lie to your soulmate.

PLEASE do this.

They can't lie to each other.

And Will doesn't even notice they are soulmates for a while because he has no reason to lie and he is juts honest most of the time.

But Hannibal?

Hannibal is swearing bullets and planning a kidnapping.

He is like: Thank fuck this little man is stupid and his brain is on fire or I would've already killed his ass and that would be a shame because LOOK AT THAT ASS.

So give me a fic with love, crack, stressed doctor Lecter and multiple kidnappings. Pls and thank you.

[multific]

Who Are You

Hannibal Lecter x Reader

Summary: Humans are born with milky white blood. The more crimes they commit the darker their blood gets. One day, you meet your soulmate, and everything is amazing. A couple of years later, during dinner, he cuts himself only to expose black blood.

A/N: This idea is NOT mine! I just found it while browsing, credit goes to the owner.

Everyone was pure at one point. And as they went on with their lives, and did bad things, their blood got darker and darker. 

It was extremely rare for people to have pure white skin at an old age.

Many people hid their blood, avoiding cutting or hurting themselves at all costs.

There were many criminals who were discovered thanks to a simple papercut. 

Many tried to find a reason as to why this was happening. Many tried to cheat it and even the after the worst acts, they tried to reverse the darkening of their blood.

But it wasn't possible.

And scientists had no idea why this was happening. 

But you went on with your life as normal. Met many new people amongst them Will Graham, who quickly became like a brother to you. And through him, you met Hannibal Lecter.

You swear that day, when you picked up Will changed your life and you met your soulmate. 

Hannibal and you quickly found each other. And your love bloom. 

Soon, you were married to him without a question and you have even forgotten about the whole blood thing.

When Will began to spread all those lies about Hannibal, you were honestly concerned for your friend.

"One day, you will see." is all Will said when you last visited him. 

You threw your bag to the side as you let out a huff, arriving home, you found Hannibal in the kitchen, cooking something that smelled way too good.

"How was the visit?" he asked without turning to see you.

"The usual." you said with a sigh.

"Let's just eat ad forget about it." he said as you walked over to him, hugging him from behind.

He suddenly let out a hiss.

You immediately let go and as you saw the blood you grabbed his arm and guided him to the sink, letting water onto his cut.

"I'm sorry," you said as you rushed to find the medkit.

When you arrived back, Hannibal was staring at you with a blank expression.

"What? Is it really bad? I told you your knives are too sharp." you looked down and opened the box.

"Y/N," the way he said your name sent a shiver down your spine, not the good kind, you never heard anything like this before. You looked up and your eyes met him, he looked like a predator, a lion ready to jump, he didn't look like the man you married. 

He scared you.

You opened your mouth to say something but then your eyes trailed to the cutting board which was covered in blood, blood so dark you could see reflection in them.

You felt the shiver once more, a shiver starting on top of your head that went all the way down your spine and ended in your feet.

Will was right.

But something in your mind clicked.

You fell in love with him as he was. There were many many signs which you chose to ignore, so who were you to get scared now?

You let out a sigh.

"You might need stitches. Looks like a lot of blood so the cut must be deep but you are the doctor, not me." you handed him the box. "I'll get the... chicken... out of the oven." you moved to the board and then to the sink to wash it. 

Then five minutes later you found yourself in the dining room, eating in silence and now, not even music was playing. Complete silence. Only the sound of the utensils against the plate.

"Is it... really beef?" you asked as Hannibal looked at you with a smirk. You smiled to yourself and shook your head. "Was it ever?" you asked but you didn't need an answer. "Well, they do say you are what you eat..."

You knew that now that you knew who he was, he will keep an extremely close eye on you. If he didn't already. "I'm okay with it, by the way. Just wanted you to hear it. I still love you and you are my husband, this doesn't change a thing."

"You shouldn't visit Will anymore."

"I shouldn't, he might pressure me to go to Jack." you nodded. "I won't tell anyone."

"I know you won't." he said, "I believe you knew long before Will did. You just ignored the signs." you nodded in agreement as his hand found yours. "I would never hurt you, I do love you." he said with a reassuring voice and you did believe him.

"I love you too." you said with a smile before you dug into your food. "Does this make my blood darken too?" you wondered and for a moment Hannibal also stopped.

"I'm cutting you to see." he said. 

"It's not what I meant by any means, I was simply wondering." you let out a sigh.

"I was only joking." he said with a smile. A smile so wicked, so dangerous, yet you absolutely loved it. 

You kept your promise and never went to see Will again.

He would know instantly and you loved Hannibal too much to go to Jack.

But late at night, while he was out, you decided to head into your office and picked up a pin.

Pushing it into your skin, you stood in the window, letting the moonlight reveal your secret.

And now, even your blood was pure black. 

You could only stare at it as you stood in complete silence.

You should be terrified. 

You should run.

But it was all over now.

It is who you were.

Hannibal's wife and now, his partner in crime with your black blood matching his.

And somehow, you were okay with it.

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[challengers]

"Do you feel like you're alone, Will? Do you have a soulmate? Somebody who challenges you— I'm talking about someone who opens up things for you; touches your soul. You can't give back to them, you know? You'll never have that kind of relationship in a world where you're always afraid to take the first step, Because all you see is every negative thing ten miles down the road. But you can do anything you want. You are bound by nothing."

[toopolar]

*news reporter voice* anyway being devoted to hatred is still obsession and obsession directed to one person is still a form of soulmateism uhhh words are hard more about this at ten

[mooredanxieties]

Do I headcanon Hannibal to have a huge cock because I think he has Big Dick Energy? No. I actually think he has Aggressively Average Dick Energy. I headcanon Hannibal Lecter to have a monster cock because I think Will Graham is a size queen and deserves to take as much dick as he wants.

[tgsilcosynxbelu3]

i finally understood what hannibal means by that. it obviously expressed his desire to see will every day, forever, but why only then would he remember this time? well because it would have been too painful for hannibal if he had to see the painting of will's ravishing beauty in his mind palace while his hunger for will continued to grow, unsated. even after hannibal's gone to florence, had his new life built like something out of a fairy tale, trying to forget every bad memory, he couldn't. not even after he left his broken heart behind for will in front of the altar. he basically just said will's too beautiful for him to NOT HAVE because he can't survive aching for will anymore, because he can NEVER, EVER forget will. not just will's radiance but also the joy of finally reuniting with him, feeling his hunger satiated, are far too great. he can't hang the painting of this moment up if he can't take it down. he can't afford to remember if he can't experience anything of its like ever again. gosh again i'm sick to my fucking stomach they are so wrong yet so right for each other why does this nonsense make so much sense??

(idk who's the creator of the gif but if i find them i'll credit them in this post)

cre: @justanothersillygoose (probably i'm unsure but why not check them out just in case)

[shamixlour]

Gotta love how both Hannibal and Lestat respect Will and Louis's wishes despite the fact that it absolutely shatters their hearts.

For example, just take Lestat, not forcing himself back into their home after the events of 1x05 and yet letting Louis know that he's back in town and he's here and he's willing to wait until Louis accepts him back, since until then Louis had rejected him (figuratively) with his silence.

Now Hannibal. In 3x07 when Will says he won't try to find him, won't look for him, won't care about what Hannibal does or even where he is, that he won't even think about him anymore, well he quite literally asks him to leave which Hannibal accepts and kinda does. He leaves, stays outside until dark when Jack arrives and surrenders because he's willing to leave but he also is inclined to go as fars as being behind bars just so Will knows where he will be. That is his i'm back in town, here, waiting until you want me back, until you're ready for me again.

And like, that is genuine pure adoration. That is very deep and unconditional love and that regardless of how toxic and fucked up their relationships might be. Hannibal and Lestat love Will and Louis respectively, and that beyond everything, even themselves.

[bobowbeau]

I need you, Hannibal. Please?

[z0mbie2b0y]

random but animal that represent your soulmate that you see in dreams or can summon, with already dark Will and Hannibal

Will when he turned 15 to see an large stag with raven feathers. I like to think that Wills parents were just not good soulmates (right person wrong time yk) and his father just told him "fuck soulmates!!" and now Will just doesn't want a soulmate, but soon after his first ever chesapeake ripper scene dose he slowly see the beauty in the Stage and he starts to grow fond of it, like I can see Will just slowly adoring it but at first he denies it because "why the hell would a chesapeake ripper scene make me see the beauty in my soulmate??" and it just clicks for him that his fucking soulmate is the chesapeake ripper and that starts his dark awaking early. (I can see him in his living room with it and the dogs relaxing and hes just petting it and whispering to it in french-)

I can imagine that in the beginning that for Hannibal that it was a lamb and I bet that Hannibal would already be in love with his mate no matter how pure they are (like the saying pure as a lamb) but soon after Will sees the chesapeake ripper scene Hannibal notices that the lamb seems different, like its hooves prints in his dreams arent of a lamb but a wolf or dog and after Wills first kill Hannibal notices some horror with how his lamb is slowly revealing a dark brown almost black furred wolf that just stares at Hannibal and is more snappy and unafraid to bark for attention unlike the more hidden and silent lamb, of course that throws Hannibal off a bit but he still loves his wolf in lambs clothing soulmate.

(BONES: Hannibal can hear some of what Will is speaking french like a forgotten melody and when he first heard it I bet that he has a journal just to write down what he hears)

[liminsendhelp]

SOULMATE AU HANNIGRAM.

In which when soulmates meet, their eye colors change.

Now Hannibal doesn't look at the approximate reflection of Misha's eyes. Now Graham's light blue eyecolor is forever imprinted in his eyes.

But the worst part isn't the trace of change that visited him the first time they met.

Worst of all are his mother's eyes that now look from Graham's face on him. Memories of her, every time the glare of the sun, of the fire in the fireplace fall at just the right angle to make Graham's eyes glow red.

And his mother's burnt dress sags from her white skin, and the light blue of Hannibal's eyes reminds him not of Misha but of her killer, and there is more pain, and there is no escape from the cold or the hunger or the soot.

[ghoulishcraving]

obsessed with the idea of a soulmates au where the marks are usually a small to medium thing, think 10cm 20 or so is a big ass mark and will is out there with a full upper body even extends a bit towards his thighs (or full body) mark.

hannibal obviusly too, and its one of the reasons they both cover their bodies in layers of clothes even on summer.

Hannibal is not interested on his soulmate, or well he is scared of having such a thing and that important too (as the abnormal size of his mark indicates), a person that would be so thoroughly ingrained and melted onto himself who could inevitably rein over his life. (although a bit hopeful at the idea, someone capable of understanding him, of seeing him?) and the mark itself is, revealing of his true nature, even with his dark gothic aesthetics and peculiar sense of humor theres no justification for such a visceral mark.

will is embarrassed, not even his mark can be normal and although he is a bit hopeful at the idea of one he is a scared of what kind of person would be his soulmate, and the mark in itself is not very reassuring, the size and such a design weird, creepy, dark and possessive over his whole body. He who has been running from his darkness his whole life and just wants to be normal knows just from looking at it that his soulmate is a monster and there would be no going back if he met them, so he hides it, like he hides himself.

[kramjerry-juice]

Seinfeld promo pic // What Would I Do?, Falsettos // Red, White & Royal Blue (2023) // Wikipedia article on Red thread of fate // Martian (2015) // The Flaming Lips, Do You Realize?? // Spider-man/Deadpool cover // Zhenya Katava & Neus Bermejo for V Magazine by Gus&Lo // Hannibal 3.06 "Dolce" script // Seinfeld promo pics // What Would I Do?, Falsettos // cottonbro studio on Pexels

[plush4bunny]

Your lips twitch upward on their own and you close your eyes in contentment. This man is willing to change for you and even put his life in your hands. You lean your forehead against his and simply savor the fact that you are true soulmates.

Whatever is it like to be Hannibal Lecter's soulmate you think? well, you could only know more once you give @chrism02's tension-filled fic called "Rose colored glasses" a read