#tristhad fanfiction

[hart-feathers]

Apple Tart

Fandom: King Arthur (2004)

Pairing: Galahad/Tristan (King Arthur 2004)

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot ¦ Teasing ¦ Touching ¦ Porn with Feelings ¦ Playful Sex ¦ Competitiveness ¦ Apples ¦ Gags ¦ Sort Of ¦ Using an apple as a gag ¦ Bottom Galahad (King Arthur 2004) ¦ Top Tristan (King Arthur 2004) ¦ Humor ¦ Idiots in Love ¦ Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,810

Summary: Galahad frowns when Tristan offers an apple to him.

The other man smirks, "You're noisy, pup, we don't want to wake the others."

Galahad scowls but he can't deny that Tristan knows how to press all his buttons and pull sounds from him he never imagined he could make. He huffs indignantly but instead of snapping back he grins and takes the apple in his hand.

"Then make me scream, old man." He purrs then licks his lips and lightly bites into the apple, holding it securely between his teeth.

Tristan growls and his hips twitch against Galahad’s, making them both groan, "Challenge accepted.”

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Inspired by a post by @xmh_4lx, link in notes

[hannigramficrecs]

Tristhad

Tristhad is the ship of Mads’ and Hugh’s characters from King Arthurt (2004), which they both starred in! I haven’t emboldened my favorites because I read these a while ago... so just assume they’re all good! lol

To the Place I Belong by halotolerant [words: 14,823]

“I am going to have to see you eventually, Galahad,” Tristan pointed out. “Or else undertake this mission blindfolded.” Abruptly, the door in front of him was flung open. He had to fight not to take a reflexive step backwards. “If you even begin to laugh…” Galahad threatened, hissing. Tristan surveyed the sight of him. No, he still didn’t feel like laughing at all.

Over the Mountains and Under the Stars by starkaryen [words: 19,397]

Galahad wasn’t a fool. He knew perfectly well that the feelings he had harbored for Tristan for some time now would never be requited. But Tristan had never joined the knights’ jokes about this particular matter, and he had always inwardly thanked him for that…

Not-So-Innocent by QueenofLit [words: 1,238]

Tristan had been warned off Gawain’s little brother quite violently. In fact, he wasn’t allowed to so much as see the younger man until Gawain was certain he wouldn’t try to seduce him. As a brunette angel serves Tristan’s coffee with promises of sweeter things to come, the universe proves how monumentally bad that decision was.

The Tale of Sir Galahad and the Ridiculous Chicken by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 4,928]

Tristan’s hawk takes a sudden interest in Galahad, stealing his things whenever Galahad isn’t looking. Tristan is unhelpful at solving this problem. Fluff and crack in the time of chain-mail.

Courtship by Chifuyu [words: 2,837]

Galahad can’t stand Tristan. Tristan can’t stand Galahad. Everybody else is pretty much done with their antics.

Alphabet by cognomen [words: 2,392]

“I don’t know how to get through to him, Gawain,” he laments. It is pointless to protest - they have been brothers in arms long enough to read each other this well at least. “Have you tried getting in his tent and arranging yourself naked on his bedroll?” Gawain suggests outlandishly, but Galahad is willing to consider even such a dramatic gesture.

Late Bloom by victorine [words: 4,318]

Galahad and Tristan are constantly arguing. The other knights are done. There’s only one way to sort this… FIGHT!

Skirts by stratumgermanitivum, whiskeyandspite [words: 3,702]

Come nightfall, the boy’s stance had developed a bit of a falter, but he had no complaints. He sat by the fire, one knee drawn up, and Tristan knew that if he shifted just an inch, he’d flash the lot of them. Something had to be done. Otherwise, the skirt would be nothing more than a belt by morning.

Blood Red Apples by kipsi [words: 1,032]

He had always been secretly jealous of how Tristan handled his knife, his movements precise and steady.

A Bride’s Price by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 5,930]

Galahad doesn’t know how to woo Tristan, so he asks for advice from the knights. All of their advice is terrible. Please don’t ever ask these idiots for advice.

Bondless by Llewcie [words: 9,305]

Galahad runs an Omega club with the best security on the eastern seaboard. Tuesday nights are Alpha Night, where alphas can pay dearly for the privilege of buying an omega a drink. Tristan is willing to pay just to look on Galahad from behind the glass security wall. Galahad is pretty sure he wants more.

Firewood Duty by berlynn_wohl [words: 1,776]

“The others might be well-mannered enough to pretend they don’t notice what is happening to you, but I am not.”

L'âme Sœur (Soulmate) by the_heart_and_the_brain [words: 3,706]

Will starts to have visions of a dark haired warrior scout with tattoos on his cheeks, but when his younger companion appears things seem to make sense...My take on the idea of Hannibal and Will being reincarnations of Tristan and Galahad.

Freely Given by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 3,130]

Tristan tries to teach Galahad many things, especially the meaning of enthusiastic consent.

What Else Could I Do by Dormchi [words: 3,466]

“Be still.” He doesn’t know if it’s the low rumble of that voice or knowing who it belongs to that makes Galahad’s face flush hot and his cock leak against his thigh. Tristan. Tristan is sharing his bed.

Stories of Home by drinkbloodlikewine, whiskeyandspite [words: 3,520]

The origin story, of sorts, for Tristan, his bird, his exotic armor and his sexy tattoos.

Cuddles by CaptainCupkirk

The Sarmatian knights just finished their training and are about to be send on their first mission, but young Galahad has other things on his mind.

Fairest by Llewcie 

Galahad and Tristan are rivals on the jousting field and casual acquaintances off. Galahad is keeping his secondary gender a secret, after all, and it's just easier not to be close to anyone who might discover it and start treating him differently. It's a great plan.

Respice, Adspice, Prospice by shellikybookie [words: 6,285]

Britannia. They have crossed a world to come here, and Galahad has never felt the distance so keenly as he does now that the end of their journey is in sight.

A Secret Shared by ishipthemsogoddamnhard [words: 1,514]

Galahad has felt the tension growing between him and Tristan, but what will happen when Tristan feels it too...?

Schooled by vix_spes [words: 2,957]

Galahad's choice of attire may be different to the rest of them but Tristan doesn't care. In fact, he seems to rather appreciate it.

Happy Birthday, Pup. by OpenHeart_WickedMind [words: 2,519]

It's Galahad's birthday. The boys decide to surprise him.

Locked out by qwertysweetea [words: 1,999]

Galahad locks himself out of his room and ends up spending the night in Tristan's. Some interesting feelings come to light. Just... pure self-indulgent, inexcusable fluff.

Proprietorship by AndreaLyn [words: 266]

Tristan makes a mark in things that are his.

[evertonem]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: King Arthur (2004), The Real Housewives of..., Hannibal Extended Universe - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Galahad/Tristan (King Arthur 2004) Characters: Tristan (King Arthur 2004), Galahad (King Arthur 2004), Lancelot (King Arthur 2004), Arthur Castus, Guinevere (King Arthur 2004), Bors (King Arthur 2004), Vanora (King Arthur 2004), Gawain (King Arthur 2004) Additional Tags: The Real Housewives of AU, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, fic is formatted in the style of a Housewives of show, pool boy Tristan, everyone else is stinking rich, goat yoga is apparently an actual thing, Secretly a big RHOBH fan, Don't @ Me, Galahad is new to the neighbourhood, White Party, Short Shorts, Breaking the Fourth Wall, intercut scenes, husbands that brunch, SHORTY SHORT SHORTS, Drinking, Misunderstandings, I probably fucked up the tenses - also don't @ me, Vomiting, tw vomit, Kissing, No one is surprised, over use of the nickname "pup" - @ing me is pointless, Blow Jobs, safe sex, this might be crack, Reel Hannibal Challenge, Hannibal Extended Universe Series: Part 97 of Tiger's Mads x Hugh Rare Pair fics Summary:

Previously on The Real Husbands of Sarmartia:

Galahad, 29

“Tristan?” Galahad makes a point of rolling his eyes for the camera. “I mean, okay, he’s good at his job. I’ll give him that. But why does he spend the whole day in those short shorts? Okay, so it gets hot around here. But then why doesn’t he get a haircut if it’s so hot? Well, I guess it is hot and he’s out by the pool… getting wet. With the pool water.”

Galahad’s phone bleeps.

“Wait…” He frowns at his phone. “What the fuck is goat yoga?”

::Close up of goats bleating::

[mostly-hannibal-memes]

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Land of Moonlight by Ezran From boys, to warriors, to free men. After the battle, Tristan and Galahad wander and perhaps, find home. Words: 18,420 Chapters: 2/2 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

The Warmest Regards by orphan_account Britain is cold and brutal and Galahad clings to every bit of warmth he can get. Words: 17,000 Chapters: 7/7 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

To the Place I Belong by halotolerant “I am going to have to see you eventually, Galahad,” Tristan pointed out. “Or else undertake this mission blindfolded.”Abruptly, the door in front of him was flung open. He had to fight not to take a reflexive step backwards. “If you even begin to laugh…” Galahad threatened, hissing. Tristan surveyed the sight of him. No, he still didn’t feel like laughing at all. Words: 14,823 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Offer Up by halotolerant Tristan is not in the business of giving Galahad what he wants. Words: 6,870 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Postwar by cognomen Arthur glances back at him, over his shoulder, eyes dark and miserable before he steels himself. Galahad thinks he is as much mourning his dreams and bright memories of Rome as he is his lost men. Briefly, Galahad is angry about it, but he does not have the energy to hold it for long."You'll join him, you know," Arthur says, and when he turns there is a firm line beneath his chin, tension through his jaw and his profile is so typically Roman and proper that Galahad could laugh. "If you keep forgoing meals and sleep. I've lost enough.""You've lost one less than you think," Galahad tells him, and Arthur nods, concedes the point, and reaches down to push Tristan's messy hair back from his forehead to check for fever. Words: 16,994 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

The Tale of Sir Galahad and the Ridiculous Chicken by Devereauxs_Disease Tristan's hawk takes a sudden interest in Galahad, stealing his things whenever Galahad isn't looking. Tristan is unhelpful at solving this problem. Fluff and crack in the time of chain-mail. Words: 4,928 Chapters: 2/2 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Sometimes in Summer by trr_rr Galahad is horny in Summer. He's not getting any. Tristan gives him some. Words: 1,391 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

It Takes Two by Devereauxs_Disease When Tristan is found barely breathing after the Battle of Badon Hill, things look grim. Galahad sits vigil by the scout's side, promising to confess his feelings if Tristan pulls through. But when Tristan opens his eyes, a whole host of new issues present themselves — including Bors' oldest daughter.Can Galahad finally win his knight? Or should he just break another plate over Tristan's head and call it a day?  As always, this work is finished and will be posting on Wednesdays. Words: 29,633 Chapters: 9/9 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Skirts by StratsWrites, whiskeyandspite Come nightfall, the boy’s stance had developed a bit of a falter, but he had no complaints. He sat by the fire, one knee drawn up, and Tristan knew that if he shifted just an inch, he’d flash the lot of them. Something had to be done. Otherwise, the skirt would be nothing more than a belt by morning. If that were the case, he’d beat the boy with it. Words: 3,702 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Bathhouses by frogo Tristan and Galahad are interrupted during an...intimate excursion in the bathhouses. Embarrassment and morbid glee are had by all. OR; Lock your doors if you’re going to get frisky - or else your commander in chief might walk in on you. Words: 1,778 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

[majorbitchwillgraham]

Peculiar Feelings

Tristan and Galahad are unaware that their feelings are reciprocated, but it turns out well for them in the end :) A short story of cute gay knights. It is also on AO3 where I’m the same username

(I found this picture on pinterest but if anyone knows who did the manip/edit I will gladly give credit!) Manip by: haanigram

Galahad walked angrily away from the town's tavern, a big frown on his face and his fists clenched. Bors had made fun of him again and Lancelot had followed even more, it is not that he didn't like joking around or wasn't used to being surrounded by his drunk friends, it was mostly the subject that they had chosen to pick on him... underestimating him because of his age, again.

But another thing fueled his frustration, perhaps something he wouldn't like to admit though. He didn't have time to see if all of them were present when he was being made fun of, but the thought of a specific someone witnessing all that had certainly started to bother him, much to his dislike. Tristan. Why did it matter if he saw all that?, he asked himself, as if he didn't know the answer.

He was rushing past the stable when he heard:

"Tsk! Hey."

Recognizing the voice made him stop in his tracks, he turned to his left and there was Tristan. So he hadn't been present, good. He was arranging his battle armor, and apparently sharpening his sword, sitting next to the entrance.

"Hi," Galahad replied, trying not to be paralyzed by his fixed gaze.

"I can see something's bothering you?" Tristan offered, now looking down at his sword again. He had noticed the younger man's face, and could admit he was worried about him. Showing it, was another thing.

"Oh, what do you think?" Galahad complained, "they were saying again 'if he was only a couple years older he wouldn't have been so scared yesterday'".

Tristan frowned at him, simpathetically, and a second later his features softened again. He became thoughtful, looking at his sword again working out an answer. Galahad blinked at this, a familiar feeling on his stomach, because he liked it... he liked when his face did that.

"You know, a brave man is one who keeps going despite his fear. Maybe something they haven't noticed." Tristan then looked at him again, and Galahad had to remind himself to react because, he had just complimented him.

"Well thank you," Galahad nodded, then managed a smile and couldn't resist saying what he said next, "You recognize bravery because you are brave yourself."

This took Tristan by surprise, he looked up quickly, then raised an eyebrow with a small smile, revealing a bit of shyness. Galahad continued smiling at this, but soon started to feel nervous, as Tristan kept doing nothing but stare at him, and the younger man was disconcerted at how he couldn't think of anything else to say at the moment.

"I wanted to relax and sit next to the fire for a while before going to sleep, do you want to come?" Tristan asked confidently. Gods yes, Galahad thought.

"Yes, alright" he said that instead, trying to keep a casual attitude. Tristan nodded at him and led the way as they began to walk together.

"Yeah I suppose it won't be much fun going back while they are in that state, right?" Yes, this was definitely casual, Tristan thought to himself.

Much to Galahad's satisfaction, the place for the fire was outside town, making interruptions less likely, and the stars even brighter. They were both quiet as they sat down, Galahad didn't watch Tristan start up the fire, as he was lost in thought instead.

As much as he had wanted to deny his feelings for some time, the closer he was to Tristan, he noticed he cared less and less about hiding them. Here they were alone, like they had both secretly wanted for some time now. But what could be done about it? Tristan was content with the boy's presence finally close to him, although seeing the fire reflect on his thoughtful blue eyes filled his mind with countless possibilities, and ideas. And now they couldn't be ignored.

For a moment Galahad looked around towards the town, worried that their friends would notice their absence and start looking for them. But this moment was so peaceful that it didn't allow many worries to stay. They both looked at the night sky and the beautiful stars above them, then noticed the two of them were doing it; Galahad caught Tristan's look, who smiled briefly at him. Wow, that was like the first time he smiled in the entire week. Galahad smiled back calmly, then sighed and looked down as worrying thoughts arrived again.

"There are other things I'm not sure I'm so brave about"

"What's that, boy?" Tristan was genuinely interested, but Galahad didn't know how to even begin. What could he say?

"Tristan don't you ever get... peculiar feelings?" Like not wanting to ever get married. Not wanting marriage because that always meant, marrying a woman. This was a peculiar feeling indeed, in these times they were living. Who else could have these peculiar feelings?

"I'm not sure I know what you mean," Tristan fiddled with his hands. Of course he knew, but he didn't know that was what he was talking about.

Galahad let out a laugh partly in impatience and partly in frustration. Now this mattered, that Tristan could understand. Well, even if he wasn't getting it, at least this feeling of trust between them was pleasant and new.

Screw it, he was going to go for it or he wasn't. Tristan had just smiled for him and called him brave some moments ago, things couldn't go that wrong?

"Would it matter to you if I died in battle?" Galahad didn't even look at him when he asked it, it would have been distracting, but he also didn't see Tristan had made a brand new expression just for him again.

"Everyone would be deeply affected by seeing such a talented man die at this young age.."

"Would it matter to YOU, regardless of what age I was?..." Galahad pointed out almost exasperatedly.

Tristan was invaded by a profound silence, seconds passed and he seemed to be perplexed, looking at the fire as if he had just been paralized. Gods, what was he thinking. Galahad looked away. Why had he even asked. Now he had to apologize to the older man and pretty much beg him not to tell the other knights about this-- but as Galahad turned to look at him his heart nearly skipped a beat as he found Tristan now closer, their knees almost touching, and his face already turned towards him.

"Dear boy, it would." Tristan said, as he looked at him earnestly, cupped his face and leaned in to kiss him.

Galahad gasped when he felt the other man's lips on his, but to his surprise soon a different feeling started to invade him, a mixture of relief, happiness and strenght that filled him with confidence and incited him to be playful, and not anymore grumpy when facing any difficulty life threw at him. This felt very much like what Arthur had told him about that other day, "the glory after a won battle", something that in fact, had nothing to do with the previous day.

Galahad melted into the kiss and ran his hand along that hair he had wanted to touch so many times. He also never thought the feeling of another man's beard would feel so good. This might have been his imagination, but Tristan felt so soft. He deserved something..good. Galahad slid his tongue into the other man's mouth, and couldn't believe it when he shuddered, tensed and pulled away a little almost instinctively. Galahad laughed breathlessly and quietly, their foreheads pressed against each other's.

"Come on, you have cut open the guts of your countless enemies, but can't even kiss a boy properly?" He giggled, and could almost feel Tristan turning red.

"Fine."

Tristan returned the kiss with equal passion, making the younger man moan softly. He slid a hand into his chest through his loose shirt, with the absolute intention to make Galahad shudder as well, and succeding at it. Galahad's hands now grabbed at Tristan's hair. Then the older man's hand left Galahad's chest to caress along his exposed leg, and Tristan had to pull away a little again, an obligatory pause marvelling at his young beauty.

"You feel so good," Tristan sighed.

"So do you," Galahad whispered to him, eager for whatever was coming next, one of his hands now holding onto Tristan's side.

Tristan kissed him again, and Galahad let him push them down against the grass. There wasn't a trace of his past concerns, and even future concerns didn't threaten him as much anymore, all that mattered was the warmth of their bodies close together. Galahad smiled in bliss as he felt Tristan kissing his neck, excited about the new life they had chosen and awaited them.

[krey-9-jorce]

REMEMBER THIS MOODBOARD WITH THE WONDERFUL IDEA??

YEP CHECKING IT OUT FIRST (before going to fic) IS RECOMMENDED

Kudos to @lgbt-and-fandom-moodboards aka @brokenfannibal

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), King Arthur (2004)

Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Galahad & Tristan (King Arthur 2004)

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Tristan (King Arthur 2004), Galahad (King Arthur 2004), and random mentions of characters from Hannibal

Additional Tags: Fanfiction, Characters Writing Fanfiction, Crack, Credit to the prompt and moodboard on tumblr, moodboard, No Plot/Plotless, Well I can develop it but not now, Still deciding if Hannibal is a cannibal, Still deciding if Will is mentally illed at some point, crossover in a way, Cameos of my friends, Tags are nonsense cuz fic is nonsense, Linking my friends, I'm sorry friends I hope you guys are ok with this

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[the-fat-and-the-furious]

Dear fellow fannibals

I’m actually writing a basic chicken fanfiction, and since english is not my mother tongue, i’m in dire need of a beta who would be so kind and look after my grammar :D In exchange we could squeal about hannigram and all the differend kind of au like spacedogs and tristhad! So if you’re interested just pm me!

[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

Continuing my (roughly) 300 word ficlets - this time for @hannibalcreative‘s #EatTheRare

'Zine

Explicit // M/M // Tristan/Galahad // Tags: Prompt Fill, modern AU, 1980s AU, video rental, (do you kids even know what videos are?) fanworks, fan-zines, awkwardness, meet cute?, frottage, mentions of vintage cosplay Prompt fill for @victorineb​ - Tristhad + 80s AU where Tristan runs a zine and Galahad is his number one contributor. The drop off point is at Tristan's job at the local BlockBuster

Galahad is one of the top contributors to Tristan's fanzine, and today he's decided to deliver his story in person.

cc. @hannibal-extended-universe @hannigramfanfic

[ALSO ON AO3]

“You can just drop it in the slot.” The man behind the counter spoke gruffly without looking up.

“Um, excuse me?” Galahad asked, quirking his brow.

Finally the clerk looked up, his messy nest of hair falling in front of his eyes and obscuring half of his face. His expression was almost a scowl.

“You can just return videos there,” he pointed at the big box next to the counter, a video case sized hole at the top.

“I’m not returning a video.” Galahad felt his levels of salt rising. They glared at each other for a moment, before the man glanced down at the thick envelope in his hand and then back up.

“So, what do you want?” He practically snarled and Galahad quirked an annoyed brow at him.

“I want to see the manager.” Galahad growled.

The man looked him up and down, no doubt taking in the suit he had to wear in his sales job and hadn’t had chance to change out of - clearly not approving. The man picked up an apple that sat on the counter, taking a bite and munching it slowly whilst maintaining eye contact.

“I am the manager.”

Galahad swallowed. He felt his face flush with heat. His hands, clasping his rather explicit stories about the knights on the popular local cable show The Sarmatians, started to sweat. He had been posting his stories to this place for years, never having the nerve to come in person despite living close by. Almost since the show started he had been writing fanfiction and the fan-zine had been more than happy to distribute his work. He had always posted them in plenty of time for xeroxing, but this time he wanted to deliver them in person - a choice he was slightly regretting.

“Tristan?” Galahad asked, swallowing again. Tristan who he had been pen pals with since the show’s second season? Tristan who had featured in many an explicit dream as a voiceless, faceless entity dressed as one of the knights from the show? Tristan who, for the last year, had been sending him increasingly erotic letters - though he couldn’t quite recall who had first initiated that or why.

That Tristan?!

“Yeah,” the man answered around his apple.

“Hi, um… I’m Gal.” He cleared his throat. “Galahad.”

Tristan had been mid-bite but instead his fingers lost grip of the apple, his beautifully sculpted cheeks turned red as he scrabbled to keep hold of it. He failed - the fruit making a wet thud as it landed on the counter between them and rolled off.

Tristan swallowed.

“Um, hi,” he replied meekly, blinking wide eyes.

Seeing the man flustered was quite something, and Galahad held up his package of papers in front of him. “I brought my stories, um, in person… when do you finish?”

There was a slight shudder to the breath Tristan let out and he licked his lips before answering, “fifteen minutes.”

Galahad nodded, licking his lips too, a much more confident and seductive motion than that of his the ‘zine organiser.

When Galahad had nodded and said he would wait, walking over to browse the latest releases section, he had not expected the much more fond greeting he received the moment Tristan flipped the closed sign and pulled him out back.

They barely spoke as Tristan - confidence once more abundant - unzipped both their pants and then lined them up to stroke them together in his tight fist. Their mouths were otherwise occupied exploring each other - at least until Tristan muttered against his neck-

“Let me take you home, I’ll show you the costumes I made.”

Galahad would have nodded but he was too busy crying out and spilling himself all over his terrible suit.

Delivering the stories in person had definitely been an amazing idea.

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I was tagged by @cassian-andork -- thank you! ♥

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I've been playing a lot of Minecraft with my nephew lately but I must not be very good at it because I keep getting killed by a six year old.

I'm a picky eater and a terrible cook but I'm trying to get better at both. Currently experimenting with different ways to prepare vegetables so that I can actually tolerate eating them.

I was diagnosed with a neurological condition called hydrocephalus last year (which basically means I have too much cerebrospinal fluid built up in my brain, enlarging the ventricles and putting pressure on the brain tissue). Fortunately, my neurosurgeon believes that my brain has already compensated for whatever damage it has caused so I shouldn't need to have surgery! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ (This is the best possible outcome I could have hoped for considering my main doctor suspected an incurable autoimmune disease and my neurologist suspected a tumor!)

I moved around a lot growing up. I've lived in eleven different houses in twenty-six years. I used to think moving was exciting but now I prefer to stay in one place.

I'm an avid reader. My favorite genres are romance, crime, suspense, and horror. (And fanfiction, if that counts as a genre. =P)

I'm also an avid shipper. Some of my favorite ships in the Hannibal fandom are: Hannigram, Marlana, Spacedogs, Tristhad, Onechar, Rochetagnan, Luchiffre, LeJoe, Le Chiffre/Anybody tbh, Nigel/Aiden, StrangePath, and basically every other Hannigram AU there is and all the ones that don't exist yet, lol.

I have no idea what Hogwarts House I belong to and that saddens me deeply. :(

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[evertonem]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: King Arthur (2004), Hannibal Extended Universe - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Galahad/Tristan (King Arthur 2004) Characters: Galahad (King Arthur 2004), Tristan (King Arthur 2004), Gawain (King Arthur 2004), Bors (King Arthur 2004), Lancelot (King Arthur 2004), Guinevere (King Arthur 2004), Arthur Castus Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, rude customers, Banter, Lust at First Sight, Sexual Tension, Awkward Flirting, Misunderstandings, somehow ended up set around 2000, Internet cafe, Hannibal Extended Universe, rude staff, Locked In, Resolution, Getting to Know Each Other, Resolved Sexual Tension, Kissing, Rimming, Happy Ending Summary:

Misunderstandings over Galahad's interests at Camelot's strangest coffee shop...

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Hannibal Extended Universe (HEU)

I realize now that not many Hannibal fans might know that there is a Hannibal Extended Universe (HEU), so I thought that I would tell y’all what it is. I’ve also added the 3 most popular HEU pairings to my index, and will add more in the future!

Basically, (because we can’t get enough of Mads Mikkelsen and Hugh Dancy), fans have started shipping characters played by Mads or Hugh from their various movies!

The most popular pairing is probably Spacedogs, which is the ship of Hugh Dancy’s character from the movie Adam (2009) and Mads Mikkelsen’s character from Charlie Countryman (2013). It’s called Spacedogs because Hugh’s character is obsessed with space and Mads’ character wears a shirt that has dogs on it (see photo here).

There are a bunch of other pairings as well and I’ll add more fics from other ships in the future! Anyways, I hope I have fed your obsession with Mads/Hugh and that this post will lead to an influx of fics in the HEU (a girl can dream). 

[hannigramficrecs]

Do you know any fics involving birthdays? Maybe where it's one of their birthdays and the other celebrates with them and it's just fluffy/smutty as hell?

Here are some recs: +2 bonuses at the end from the HEU (Hannibal Extended Universe)

Surprise! by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 1,307]

Will told Hannibal he didn't want anymore goddamn birthday parties. Which is why he's hiding from his murder husband and not responding to his texts. But how bad could a Hannibal Lecter birthday party be?

Come Around Again (Only Want To Say Goodbye) by hito [words: 8,114]

Hannibal is locked up in the Baltimore Asylum for the Criminally Insane. Supposedly he's in maximum security but he pretty much just breaks out and leaves any time it suits him. And it suits him to break out whenever he thinks Will needs him. I mean, they forgot Will's birthday! Come on, wouldn't you?

Indulgence by humanveil [words: 2,160]

Will knows Hannibal wants it, but he also knows Hannibal won't ask for it.

Happy Fucking Birthday, You Asshole by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 1,455]

Nigel wants to forget he's turning 50, but Adam has planned a party. Darko wants to go home.

Happy Birthday, Pup. by OpenHeart_WickedMind [words: 2,519]

It's Galahad's birthday. The boys decide to surprise him. 

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Wnat I’m Writing

Do Dis: List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever.

I was tagged by @thesilverqueenlady and @thisismydesignhannibal so thanks for making me set my mind to this!

Fics I’m Actually Writing Now

1) Fairytale AU Ch4 - only needs editing and then it will be up!

2) Murder Family+Nigel Part 2 (AKA Ch13) - NEXT WEEK GUYS

3) teacher!Hannibal x reader fic - about half done and nuff said...

4) Cal/Will Ch2 - I know what happens but not written much yet

5) My Murder Husbands Big Bang - It has a title and a whole lot of plans haha

Fics That I Need To Return To

1) Tristhad - I have written about half of this fic but then life was shitty and writer’s block and the event is over now so who knows? Maybe some day

2) Hannibal/Jack Ganzer - A Ch2 with Will (and maybe more) has been requested and I have agreed ;)

3) The Following AU (young dark!Will and canon Hannibal) - same situation as above

4) Madancy - ditto yet again lol I suppose I should take it as a compliment

Fics That I Wanna Write But Keep Putting Off

1) Hannigram Patrochilles AU - because obviously.

Aaand (stealing this last comment because it is so accurate it hurts) we’re just not even gonna anywhere near my long, long, long of fic ideas since listing that would A) take forever and B) probably be way too many spoilers :D

I will tag @purplesocrates @victorineb @hannibalsimago @wraithsonwingsposts @hotsauce418 SORRY if you already did this <3

[majorbitchwillgraham]

I watched King Arthur (it had always been in my top 5 favorite movies) then got inspired and wrote a short Tristhad fanfiction 😋