#hanninbal lecter

[dragomircho]

hannicat and hedgewill au idk

[beecass]

when hannibal surrendered he was not only telling will he loves him and wants will to always know where he is in a very PETTY way but he was also forgiving will again. in mizumono "You would deny me my life." Not your life" "My freedom, then. You would take that from me." hannibal is heartbroken bc of the betrayal, he says he forgives but he goes away without will. in digestivo he has accepted his love for will but will rejected and he doesn't want to go away without him again, so he forgives again by giving up his freedom willingly

[bae-wolf]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hannibal (TV), American Gods Rating: General Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Shadow Moon (American Gods), Mr. Wednesday (American Gods)

Additional Tags: written for FullerFeast, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of impending war, mentions of madness, classical art reference, Greek Mythology Reference

wōd - Old English [N] - madness [Adj] 1. insane, mad, crazy, rabid, wild, raging, senseless, blasphemous        2. mad with anger, enraged

They drove to some small city off the coast of Florida. Then even further. The houses were in various states of decay, corresponding with the amount of water near. The sea was rising up, here. Reclaiming the land. Some roads had become inaccessible. And still, residents would not leave. The town was small, and inching further and further away from the newly rising sea, but it was there.

“Take this road here,” Wednesday piped up from the passenger seat. He hadn’t spoken a word since they’d crossed the border. Now he grumbled under his breath. “Course the bastard would chose a place like this.”

Shadow wondered what kind of person they were calling on now. The house at the end of the lane was two stories that seemed more imposing than the paint-chipped wood siding would suggest. They could hear the water lapping at shore not far away - testing the boundaries to see if they would hold. A weeping tree stood beside as dogs bayed in a nearby field, sinking the tableau into something more reminiscent of southern gothic than modern amassed horror. Nonetheless, Shadow parked the car in a clear dirt patch to the right of the porch and followed Wednesday to the door.

Before he stepped onto the porch, Wednesday stopped decisively and turned around. “Now, I don’t want you accepting any food or drink from these people, you understand me?”

Shadow nodded. It was no stranger a rule than any other he’d been given.

Shadow wasn't certain what to expect from the people they were visiting next. If the imposing house straight from the pages of a southern gothic down on the disappearing coast of Florida was any indication, however, he thought this one might just leave him with a shiver down his spine.

[gothprentiss]

HANNINBAL LECTER??????????????