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The way nobody ever saw Abigail Hobbs for who she was. Not Will Graham. Not Freddie Lounds. Not Hannibal Lecter. Not Jack Crawford. Maybe Bloom? Maybe? Not even the fans of the show really ever saw her for who she was. The concept of the murder family is fundamentally against what Abigail ever wanted. She was never their daughter. She was never a murderer. She did feel remorse for the crimes she helped commit. She was never what they wanted her to be, but it didn't matter. We know she wouldn't want the murder family because nobody who actively feels intense remorse for even being an accomplice WOULD.
She was never their murder daughter. She was never a protege. She was never a murderer. Her measured and shy demeanor makes her a bit like a mold of clay. She is whatever everyone wants her to be. To Jack, she's an accomplice who must be held accountable. To Freddie, she's a story to sensationalise. To Will, she is the daughter he never had. To Hannibal, she is Mischa. To the audience, she is the daughter of their favorite queer pairing and they engage in domestic activities.
Think about this. When she is their daughter, are you writing them that way for her own benefit? Are you writing her to be that for her sake? Or are you writing it for their sake? Are you writing her to be their daughter to domesticate the pairing between Hannibal and Will? Or are you writing her to be their daughter because it's what she would want?
If she was truly the murderer that Hannibal leads her to believe she is, then why would she wake up from nightmares over her father's victims condemning her?
That is the tragedy of Abigail Hobbs. She never was truly allowed to simply exist. Her existence was always influenced by all these external forces and interpretations. People projecting what they wanted her to be onto her and the fans are culpable as well. She was never allowed to actually heal. She escaped the clutches of one insane father and lept into the arms of two.
me: "everyone should watch hannibal it's been so good for me!! i literally got over a breakup with it!!!"
narrator: "This, was a lie. She, in fact, has not gotten over a break-up that wasn't a real break-up from six months ago, but rather has only been stuck in a depressive cycle where she has superimposed herself and the other person onto hannibal and will. While this started out as her being will and the other hannibal, time and social isolation have led her down the path of identifying with hannibal. she is not doing well. the only thing she was right about was watching hannibal. everyone should watch hannibal."
*shows me rocking back and forth on the ground, sweating profusely and murmuring under my breath "I gave you a rare gift, but you didn;t want it" over and over again*
Counter argument:
Will graham looks like a pathetic crusty little white dog undergoing a constant wave of electro-shock therapy while soaking wet from spiraling in a mud puddle.
I sincerely apologize, but I do not get the appeal.
And honestly, if Hannibal didn’t intend for Will to become something beyond his influence and to eventually surpass him; it’s unbelievable how that “I need you docta lecta” moment actually fucking worked. Like yes, Hannibal knew damn well it was a part of Will’s manipulation but….really? That whole grown ass man begging for your attention supposedly under the guise of deception and you aren’t going to at LEAST reconsider your life decisions or methods of experimentation? It’s just sad from both ends. I understand that’s the point of the whole show (and I can’t also not take the power of f@ggotry and all into consideration) but sometimes I’m like…..really? For HIM?
This is inspired by my bestie who is in love with Will and will absolutely not hear out. @nanacriedpower
(Also this is no slander against Hugh Dancy. He is a good looking little lad but I cannot for the life of me see the hypothetical appeal in William Graham.)
hannigram core
im so deep at this point this feels like genuinely normal decor
guys I'm completely sane and definitely didn't put a bunch of pictures of Hannibal and Will on my wall with some romantic quotes, origami hearts, and the encephalitis clock
top surgery and post op meal plans?
fixed it
How I want my house to be like
I NEED THIS SO BAD
My hannibalNBC themed birthday dinner
omg he’s so me
I found this at hot topic. Can someone photoshop it on to Hannibal’s Bentley
Hannibal: I have made Will better.
Jack: You fucked up a perfectly good profiler is what you did. Look at him. He killed someone.
This is my design.
when you’re textually gay, loved by lesbians, but are a third, more evil option.
Guess who’s watching the gay cannibals in the year of our lord 2024
post fall hannibal and will dont bond by poetics and eroticism and aesthetics the few days and weeks after the fall. they bond by throwing up in the same bucket and cleaning each others infected wounds. sorry thats just the rule. sorry !!!!!!!!!! will tripping balls hallucinating on 4 different painkillers trying to clean and stitch hannibals oozing bleeding abdomen wound quietly telling him to stop moving around or he’ll stick his scissors in. hannibal shushing a crying and screaming will as he stitches his face closed bc theyre out of painkillers. sleeping in the same bed but unable to shake off the fever tremors !!!!!!!! showering together so they make sure 1 doesnt faint and die !!!!! guys there is so much vulnerability in being ugly with someone. give me hannibal with greasy hair bc he broke his shoulder and doesnt want to rip his bandages and will with bad breath bc hes too afraid to brush his teeth and irritate his cheek. give me them lying on the floor whispering will i dont think im gonna make it and will almost missing the target and killing him as he injects him morphine so hannibal stays conscious for a few more hours GUYYSYYYYYYYYSTSTYSYS 😭😭😭😭😭😭
Will describing Hannibal's murder scene to his class: He is an intelligent psychopath. He is a sadist.
Hannibal, who is watching: *trying so hard to resist twirling his hair and going teehee <3*
I find it funny how most of you autistify Will as the picky eater, the one who has an issue with texture, bliblibliblobloblo when Hannibal is canon this. Like no, okay, OPEN YOUR EYES, hannibal is the literal picky eater, tons of special interests, obsessed about extremely specific things, goes on and on and on about his hyperfixations, most likely has a problem with texture because why else would he be so picky about his clothes and the quality of them, the lightening in his house and office are always dim and moody. please okay. Will is like "I'll eat whatever, even rocks" he's a dog, he is freakish about some things but come ONNNNN, hannibal wins the tism on this one
the way Hannibal nuzzles Will with his head… I’m ill
There are very few things in this life that I love more than the headcannon that Hannibal was the one who performed top surgery on Will and then just... kept his boobies,cooked them, and ate them
Do you think Hannibal ever missed being that boy who was torn apart in the snow? Because even through the excruciating pain, the unendurable torture, at least he wouldn't be the one that got away. He wouldn't be the man trying to piece together the remnants of his shards, trying to build a new foundation after an earthquake, trying to ignore everything that had happened to him, trying to go through the motions of life after the unspeakable. He wouldn't feel like a monster wandering among humans, humans who could never fathom what kind of void gaped within him and how desperately he was trying to forget the unforgettable. The only thing he would be is the broken boy, shattered and destroyed in the snow. At least he would feel every pang of hunger and pain that tore through his body. At least he would be helpless at the hands of his pain. He wouldn't have to struggle to be reborn from the ashes. He could just fall apart, let go, feel everything. And slip away.
Hannibal + text posts part 5 (part 4)
Will takes Hannibal to Louisiana to have "real" hot wings.
"They used to make these more spicy back in the day" Will says as he is finishing his seventh wing.
"Is that so, darling?" Hannibal murmurs as he is literally shaking and his eyes are watering while he is trying to finish his first wing.
okay let's go
1. Intimate stabbing
2. Outright obsession
I feel like I don't really have to prove this one, this is literally the whole show.
3. Confused pining
4. No one knows me like you do
"I've never known myself as well as I know myself when I'm with him"
"You wanted to be seen" "By you"
"He knew where to find me"
Again, literally the whole show.
5. Lifelong promises that always sound suspiciously like wedding vows
Case closed.
I saw some parallels and did a thing
Wasn’t sure what to put in the middle spot
I’m watching Hannibal and I had to draw Will
If Will dies first, it is obvious Hannibal would cannibalize Will’s flesh. Hannibal mourned Mischa by eating her, and he would do the same for Will; to consume and eat and incorporate is part of grieving. But what would Hannibal do with Will’s bones? He’d eat the marrow, maybe make soup from them, but what of the calcified parts that remain, the parts that can’t be eaten?
I don’t really see him just keeping them around or displaying them, something stagnant and to be ogled. Burying them in the family plot in Lithuania makes sense because Will is family, but it also requires Hannibal to go back to a place he can’t go. Hannibal could cremate the bones, but then what? Spreading the ashes doesn’t seem like something he would do; he can’t know what happens to them. Keeping Will in an urn on his desk or a shelf also feels out of character, a memory collecting dust.
What if Hannibal had Will’s ashes pressed into pencil lead? There are ways to compress ashes into something that could be written with or drawn. What if Hannibal draws Will with his own ashes, commemorating him in a completed cycle. Sketching the man with his own remains. Remembering Will as he saw him, recreating moments they shared from Hannibal’s mind palace. Having Will live forever in depictions of himself. Hannibal would never be truly left behind. And Hannibal would sharpen the pencils as he always had; he isn’t unfamiliar with taking a blade to Will. Shaving off a layer but keeping him sharp.
Displaying and keeping art made from Will’s ashes would mean so much more than a reconstructed skeleton or an urn on a shelf or a plot that would become overgrown with weeds. He could draw Will in motion, alive, as he wished to remember him, and create moments and memories they didn’t get to experience together.